#mistletoe madness

[mangagrl1991]

That feeling when you and your boyfriend are both oblivious idiots. xD

Featuring @mewinukags​ OC, Kazuko <3 

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Otto: exists

Henry: ❤️👄❤️

Gay awakening at the Olympics

Wonder how many times that has happened

[duskwalkertfp]

"Medic!" His voice roared, and echoed into the medical bay. Steps storming across the floor in an ill temper, dropping one of the accursed gray organic pests onto the floor after kissing it on the head. "I require your expertise," his voice turned to a snarl, glancing back at where the creature had dematerialized "or a containment jar."

Against the sterile surroundings of the medical bay it was all too easy to spot the tiny sprig of green and red floating above Megatron’s helm.

“No.” Duskwalker pushed up from her desk, shoving herself away from the project she was working on. “No. No, no.” A twist on her paw-like feet and Duskwalker was running to the opposite side of the ‘bay, directly at a wall.

Spine bent, as though she were going to crouch, but instead she transformed. Back legs thrust against the floor and her alt form launched itself nearly half way up the wall towards the ceiling. Claws sank into the metal, allowing her to climb the remaining distance in order to keep herself away from the mech who’d just entered her ‘bay.

“You stay right there,” she demanded, clinging between the crux of the wall and the ceiling, “I’ve heard rumors about that particular contagion, and I’m not interested in catching whatever affliction it is...”

A pause and both confusion and curiosity entered her voice, though both were tempered by caution.

“... why do you need a container?”

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Art School AU Butterfly Bog Smooch Remastered

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Merry chrysler

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@zephyroftheorder replied (+)

   The mistletoes were either Omi or Boris’ bright ideas or both of their bright ideas. For the love of everything, he didn’t know about Boris but he was certain Omi was the living breathing definition of Asexual Aromantic so why hang them around the Temple? He knows it wasn’t Clay because he’ll get way too bashful and Kimiko’s too damn mature for that, and Rai wasn’t going to interrogate everyone.

  So Rai avoided them as best as possible, still getting flustered from time to time on intimate moments, especially with another man. He’s just about avoided every single one (including one in the corridor to his quarters) until he’s bumped comically into Rowan, gulping.

  “Sorry ‘bout that,” Rai grumbled, looking up. “…Oh… damn. Uh. Might want to look up, buddy.”

The fucking mistletoe is everywhere. Rowan had been tearing it down when he say it and had noticed Elise doing the same. Rowan doesn’t kiss. Elise does enjoy casual kisses but refuses to do so on demand. She also muttered some about the magic of the plant. Rowan didn’t care. He was just glad someone else was removing the fucking shit. Yet somehow there’s always more just around the corner.

In his irritation, Rowan doesn’t notice Raimundo until they’ve collided. He growls with frustration but manages not to snap at the other monk. When he looks up, however, it takes every inch of Rowan’s limited self control not to hit something.

“I am going to murder whichever one of those fucking globes did this.” Who else could it be other than Omi or his little clone who Rowan hasn’t bothered remembering the name of. “I don’t do kisses.” Rowan folds his arms, daring Rai to argue.”

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Mistletoe Madness Part One (Dec. 2015 vs May 2019)

@party-with-books, you happy now :P

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Leyendo romances navideños

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Leyendo romances navideños