ersatzdivinity: (aurora)
Ty ([personal profile] ersatzdivinity) wrote2016-12-02 06:21 pm
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It must have been the mistletoe


Kissing. Being kissed. Tis the season.
tothefly: (yeah I know)

Natasha Romanoff | MCU

[personal profile] tothefly 2016-12-02 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[mistletoe standoff, mistletoe avoidance, mistletoe chicken, maybe even some genuine interest.]
tempodimezzo: (up to no good)

Joe DeLaurentis | OC

[personal profile] tempodimezzo 2016-12-02 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[25, set PA by day, musician by night, bi with predominantly homosexual preferences. Will kiss the hell out of all of you, though. Kissing is a fantastic hobby.]
Edited 2016-12-02 23:45 (UTC)
ingloriousdead: (almost a smile)

Hel | Norse Mythology AU

[personal profile] ingloriousdead 2016-12-03 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you know the story of Baldr and the mistletoe? When Baldr's death was foretold, his mother Frigg went to all the plants and animals of the world, securing oaths from them to never harm her son, thereby ensuring his survival. However, she overlooked the mistletoe bush, and when the gods and goddesses amused themselves by throwing weapons at Baldr to watch them bounce off, Loki slipped a spear made of mistletoe to the blind god Hodr, which slew Baldr. His father Odin sent a messenger down to the netherworld to beg Hel to release Baldr.

"Now, there's two versions of the story from there: one says that Hel told the messenger she would only let Baldr return if every thing both alive and dead would weep for him. A single giant refused, and so Baldr was doomed to dwell in the netherworld until Ragnarok. The other, much cheerier version says Hel agreed to send him back, and ends with Frigg declaring the mistletoe a symbol of love and offering a kiss to anyone who passed beneath it.

"So, really, you've got two potential futures here--in one you die, and in the other you earn a kiss. Tell me--is it worth the risk?"
m00nlighting: (comfortable in my skin)

Remus Lupin | HP Marauders era

[personal profile] m00nlighting 2016-12-03 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Probably embarrassed. Probably not gonna stop him anyway. Your odds are, however, better without spectators.]
oenophile: (bottoms up)

Eliot Waugh | The Magicians (books)

[personal profile] oenophile 2016-12-03 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
[once an alcoholic earth wizard, now an alcoholic High King of Fillory. Probably back on Earth for god knows what reason. It's Quentin's fault, whatever it is. You bring the kisses, he's got the eggnog. Icons don't show it but Eliot's got a twisted lower jaw which results in facial deformity.]
granularity: (smug (pb))

Paging Dr. Quinzel

[personal profile] granularity 2017-12-03 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
He's gotten the place decked out properly for the holidays, and the last of the finishing pieces is going up as he hears the door to the front open. He's sticking out of a particularly festive-looking archway, the mistletoe raised over his head to stick it in place as he waves to her.

"Hey. I was just going to call and see if you wanted to do anything for Hannukah."

He points over to a small alcove that he'd done up in white and blue, near the chair she liked to lounge in.