Month: December 2017

✵ Kit and Val

Ozzy had gone overboard with the decorations and Val was more than a little irritated. Why the boy needed so many little santas plastered all over the goddamn walls was beyond her. The tinsel doorways was definitely high up on the list of annoyances too. 

But it was the fact that the kid had put mistletoe in every fucking doorway that had really began to get on her nerves. No one needed that much mistletoe. 

She had been in the process of taking some down when Kit paused in the doorway, trying to figure out what she was trying to reach without a step stool. 

“Don’t give me that shitty ass grin, Christian,” she growled, poking him hard in the shoulder before tugging him down just enough to kiss him. “Get that shit out of my doorway.”

✵ For Willow and surprise me. XD

She had started following him mostly to piss off her dad’s doppleganger. It was too easy, really, and the sprigs of mock mistletoe everywhere had turned it into a game of sorts. Willow was quick, she always had been, and she was careful to touch no part of his skin as she grabbed his jacket and pushed in against the doorframe. It didn’t bother her that he could see something horrific as she leaned in and kissed him, a smirk on her lips. 

✵ From Teddy for whoever. XD

Leland froze, more than a little confused as he tried to remember who exactly was in front of him. More importantly, he needed to figure out why they were kissing him. His eyes glanced up, the second question answered when he saw the little bit of green above them, but the first was still unanswered. 

“Uhh…how long have I been away for school? Because you’re new.”

✵ for Yin and you can choose between Tal, Robert, or Cord cuz all 3 are funny for different reasons

babyitsmagic:

@ofviolentdeath 

||  cuties get kisses (mistletoe meme | accepting)

He knew Robert wouldn’t like it, but he also didn’t care. It was too tempting to resist. “Do try not to punch me,” was the only warning he offered before pulling the lesser demon into a quick kiss.

Almost as soon as he felt Yin’s lips on his, Robert was shoving him away as roughly as he could before spitting on the ground. “Do not fucking touch me.”

✵Tru and Bell for the lols

babyitsmagic:

@ofviolentdeath 

||  cuties get kisses (mistletoe meme | accepting)

Bellamy blinked in surprise when Tru kissed him, brow furrowing in confusion before he saw the mistletoe hanging above them. “I… didn’t know you were one for following Christmas traditions.”

It had been a quick kiss, mostly to catch him off guard and for laughs, and she really wasn’t all that disappointed. “Just when they suit my whims,” she answered with a wink.

✵ Izzy for whomever he wants to kiss

louisianalostones:

@ofviolentdeath​ 

||  cuties get kisses (mistletoe meme | accepting)

It was a party, wild and crazy and loud and everything Izzy loved about parties. He’d been dancing and he’d had a couple of drinks, but he was far from drunk when he spotted a familiar face in the crowd, not too far away from mistletoe. He smirked and made his way over, wrapping an arm around the other’s waist and pulling them both under the mistletoe before planting a kiss on the werewolf’s lips. “Long time no see, dude.”

It only took Cian a moment to realize it was Izzy and he was snaking his arms around his neck. “You call that a kiss?” he teased, not really caring about the mistletoe before pulling him into another kiss. “That might be an understatement. Where the hell have you been hiding?”

babyitsmagic:

He frowned, eyeing her cautiously, his paranoia ever present. “You’re a strange one.” But he didn’t have much left to lose and this sounded like it was worth a gamble. “But yeah, I guess.”

She laughed at that. “Honey, I’ve got two boyfriends. Trust me, I don’t want anything from you.”

mythsandmonsters:

If he was ignoring her now, it was only because he was trying to hold himself together until he could be alone. If he hadn’t broken his hand, there was a good chance the mirror wouldn’t have been the only thing he trashed once she was gone.

It wasn’t until the door closed that his resolve started to crack, a slight whimper catching in his throat as he let the pain rise up again, bringing with it a few tears, but nothing more than one or two silent sobs as he stayed in the bathroom until she left completely.

Once she was outside, she was sinking to the ground, her back against the door as began to sob. Between knowing Rhodes was following her and everything that had just happened, she was far too overwhelmed. Everything kept playing over in her head until she felt sick to her stomach.

mythsandmonsters:

Gabriel was just thinking about getting through the next few hours, just long enough to get Eli to fix his hand. Once that was over with, there was a good chance he’d spend the night in the bar, trying to drink the place dry or until he passed out, whichever happened first.

Beyond that, his mom would probably want to know why he’d punched the mirror, and she probably wouldn’t be too happy if he told her the truth, but Gabe wasn’t thinking that far ahead.

Using the wall to brace herself, Eva stood slowly, eyes closed as she tried to adjust. The room was still spinning, but not nearly as bad. At the very least, she could get outside before collapsing again. It was a start.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled again, pausing in the doorway for a moment before leaving the room. She wasn’t going to let him see her cry again and she couldn’t bare to see the pain on his face anymore.

mythsandmonsters:

It was clear that the latter half of the sentence made him hurt more, his jaw tightening and nostrils flaring, Gabriel thankful only for a second that his eyes were closed so Eva wouldn’t see just how much it felt like twisting the knife to him.

Of course, he didn’t want that, but he didn’t know if he could take being treated like shit and pushed away by her anymore because he just didn’t trust her to actually care about him as much as she might claim.

She went to lift her head and the world didn’t swim that time. It was a start, but she was still exhausted and feeling physically weak. She’d be happy if she could be upright long enough to get to her car. At least she could sleep it off in the back seat and then start the drive home. 

Staying wasn’t an option anymore, not with how badly she had hurt him. He didn’t need to be around her, didn’t need to keep aching because of her. All she was hoping for at this point was that he wouldn’t hate her forever.