Oooohhh Okie Okie

Idek who I wanna be more in this situation 🥴

I know this new memory of Aizawa pinning Dabi has been blowing up.

Okay, Aizawa, move! It's my turn to pin Dabi, shoo shoo!

Yes, I know what I said!

OP is a chinese cosplayer and professional volleyball player and too tall to fit in the cab on his way to comic con（cr 如你所见老子是奇行）

Cnetizens:

Howling, barking, gnashing, clawing at the walls holy fuck

Sukuna/PyramidHead

Last one for that trend 🤗

MAXI BONKERS 👹👹👹

👀💦

You're so real for that actually

Samesies ✊😔

When you write that smut scene so well you make yourself overly excited and flustered.

Get overly jealous of your OC's and call them a "lucky bitch!" and wish you could jump through the scene to experience it yourself.

No? Just me?

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Mistletoe Mischief

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Summary: Mistletoe shenanigans

Pairing: Dabi/Gen Reader

Content Warning: Fluff, Kissing, Light Crack(?), SFW

Word Count: 1k

Disclaimer: Character belongs to Kohei Horikoshi

A/N: This is the 11th part of 12 fics for a 12 Days of Christmas event. Enjoy and Happy Holidays!

Prompt: Under the Mistletoe

My Masterlist

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It's Christmas Eve, and the League decides to celebrate.

A small thing really, it's just them after all. Kurogiri and Compress are on drinks, Spinner and Dabi on snacks, Toga, Magne and Twice on cleaning and decorations, and Shigaraki is sulking and pretending he doesn't want any part of it all, while you set up the Christmas tree you managed to get.

After hours of decorating and setting up the bar with a variety of drinks and snacks, it's all ready. You pop one of the large candy canes in your mouth, suckling on the end of it to try to make it into a sharp, festive weapon as you add the last few candies to the tree.

The air is warm and cozy for a villain base, but it's to be expected with this bunch. You feel a familiar waft of heat behind you, and you glance over your shoulder to see Dabi there, as expected. Your heartrate increases, but you ignore it.

"Is all of this really necessary?" He drawls, hands stuffed into his pockets. You thought Shigaraki was the only Grinch, but it seems he has company.

You stand up to face him, popping the candy cane out of your mouth to point the slowly sharpening end at him. "Yes, because it's Christmas, and some of us happen to like joy."

He holds his hands up in surrender, muttering, "Noted.", and you roll your eyes, popping the cane back into your mouth, the curved end dangling out.

You see him eye the candy in your mouth, so you offer a new one from the bowl. He shakes his head, but by the glint in his eyes, you know he's up to something.

You're proven right when he steps into your space and grabs you chin between his fingers, tilting your head up, and you freeze in confused shock as he brings his face close to yours.

Something in your brain glitches when his gaze locks onto yours as he takes the other end of your candy cane between his teeth, snapping a piece off.

You're frozen to the spot even as he releases you and pulls back, only coming to when he hums lowly. "Sweet.", he says, smirking cheekily at your dumbfounded expression before sauntering away.

Your heart is racing and you're warm all over.

That was just unfair.

He's hot, you know, but boy is he annoying sometimes. You don't know what you want to do more, kiss him or smack him.

Huffing, you go back to decorating, trying to will your mind to stop replaying the moment over and over again, and pretending that you didn't wish for more.

You don't see the way his eyes linger on you, on your lips around the candy, from across the room.

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Who put Toga on decorating duty? How could you forget, that the one thing that is a constant with her, is the concept of love, and that she would use any opportunity to enforce it?

How did you not see when she snuck the frankly concerningly large bundle of mistletoe into the bar, much less onto the roof?

When the fuck did she get up there to do it??

It's a healthy green, tied off with a pretty red bow, and you're standing directly under it.

You didn't mean to, because you didn't even know it was there until it was too late, with you only knowing because of the high pitched squeal Toga let out, because apparently, she's been watching it like a Hawk to catch her first victim.

And that victim is you.

"Well, Merry Christmas to me.", comes the familiar smokey voice of Dabi, and you feel yourself flush, but unable to drag your eyes away from the bush that might just solve the problem of your pining.

'Will he kiss me this time?' You think to yourself, hoping against hope that that is the case.

When he comes close enough for you to feel his warmth, you manage to drag your gaze to him.

Azure eyes are soft on you, with a simmering heat behind them, shining so pretty and so bright in the surrounding Christmas lights.

Hoots and hollers ring throughout the bar, mostly from Toga, Twice and Magne, the menaces. "WELL?! KISS! IT'S TRADITION!!" came Toga's excited screech.

Smirking lazily, teasingly, he calls over his shoulder, “You don’t have to kiss someone just because of tradition.”

You feel your heart thunder in your chest, but you relax your posture, fold your arms over your chest, mustering all your confidence and say, eyebrow raised, “So you don’t want to?”

He huffs a laugh, stepping under the mistletoe with you. "Well I never said that."

Finally deciding that there are much better ways to occupy your mouths, he grabs your waist, pulling you to him, and kisses you.

He tastes of smoke and peppermint, and you fall a little more in love with him as you melt into his touch, bringing your hands up to cup his scarred cheeks.

A round of wolf whistles and cheers sound out around the room, and you pull away from the kiss to hide your face in his chest in embarrassment,  having completely forgotten that you have an audience. You hear him chuckle lowly in your ear, the ass.

"Aww, I'm so happy for them" Twice says, sighing happily, before switching, "Hey, so you're actually going to enjoy Christmas this year instead of being a Grinch?"

Dabi barks out a laugh, hugging you tightly. "Definitely.", he replies, and you smile a sappy little thing, tilting your face up again.

He looks down at you, soft and adoring,  and leans back in to kiss you. Smiling into the kiss, he whispers against your lips, "Merry Christmas, Dolly."

Surrounded by your friends, your family, with the man you love in your arms, it's a very Merry Christmas indeed.

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I keep seeing people making fun of using growled, hissed, roared, snarled etc in writing and it’s like.

have you never heard someone speak with the gravel in their voice when they get angry? Because that’s what a growl is.

Have you never heard someone sharply whisper something through the thin space of their teeth? Or when your mother sharply told you to stop it in public as a kid when you were acting up/being too loud? Because that’s what a hiss is.

Have you never heard a man get so blackout angry that their voice BOOMS through the house? Because that’s what a roar is.

Have you never seen someone bare their teeth while talking to accentuate their frustration or anger while speaking with a vicious tone? Because that’s what snarling is.

It’s not meant to be a literal animal noise. For the love of god, not every description is literal. I get some people are genuinely confused, but also some of these people are genuinely unimaginative as fuck.