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Widowmaker’s Under the Mistletoe Highlight Intro plus Junkrat’s Heroic Highlight Intro

aka I learned how to make gifs

The mistletoe

After so many years Draco should already know that he shouldn’t piss Pansy off, but, since he doesn’t now he had to suffer the consequences.

It was the week before Christmas break and Pansy was feeling extra inspired by the holidays when she decided to point her wand at Draco and now he had to walk around with a mistletoe hovering above his head.

“What do you mean this will only go away once I kiss the person I love?”

“I mean exactly that, darling” she smirked. “Next time, don’t piss me off.”

“But I don’t love anyone” Draco tried.

“Shut up, Draco, if you didn’t the spell wouldn’t have worked.”

She smiled at him and left him alone, in the Slytherin common room, with a mistletoe on top of his head.

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When Draco got to the Great Hall the normal noise of the conversations faded. The Slytherins were smirking at him – Pansy had already told them everything, probably; the Gryffindors were trying not to laugh, but it wasn’t really working; and the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were looking at him weirdly, but amused. Even the teachers were looking at him from the head table trying to understand what was in front of them.

Draco just raised an eyebrow, scowled and, with squared shoulders and head held high, headed to the Slytherin table.

“How are you, Draco?” Blaise smiled innocently.

“Good.”

“When are you going to get rid of that?” Pansy asked and Blaise laughed.

“Shut up, you two.”

That made Pansy and Blaise laugh even more and Draco asked himself the same question his friends had asked him before.

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For the rest of the week Draco walked around with the mistletoe, since he didn’t dare kiss the person he wanted to kiss.

“I can’t believe you didn’t get rid of that before the break” Pansy narrowed her eyes at him.

“I told you I don’t love anyone.”

“Shut up, Draco” she hugged him since the train was already ready to go. “We both know who you love.”

“Goodbye, Pansy, Blaise is already waiting for you.”

“Enjoy your holidays, darling.”

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Draco wasn’t sure if he would enjoy his holidays. He was one of the five only Slytherins that were staying at Hogwarts for the holidays and the other four were all younger than him.

After supper, Draco went to the library wanting to, at least, study in the holidays since there wasn’t much he could do. He was in the middle of a transfiguration essay when someone sat next to him.

“Whoever you are I’m not going to kiss you!” He said without looking up; he had already had some people going up to him offering a kiss because of the mistletoe.

“What makes you think I came here to kiss you, Malfoy?”

“What are you doing here, Potter?”

“I came here to study, hope you don’t mind.”

“Don’t let me stop you.”

They studied for some time, ignoring each other and focusing on the books and parchments in front of them.

“When is that going to go away?” Potter asked suddenly.

“What?”

“The mistletoe. It’s very distracting.”

“Why?”

Draco was really confused, not understanding what Potter was trying to tell him with this stupid conversation about the stupid mistletoe, but Potter started packing his things and got up before answering him.

“The answer to your question is that the mistletoe makes me want to follow the tradition” he grinned before exiting the library.

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It was Christmas day and the students that had stayed at Hogwarts were having supper together, all sitting at the Hufflepuff table.

“Can I sit here?” Potter asked behind him.

“If you want to” Draco shrugged.

Harry smiled a little and sat next to him, starting a conversation with the Ravenclaw boy in front of him.

“Potter” Draco called when they had almost finished supper.

“Yes?” Harry looked at him.

“The other day in the library… what did you mean?”

“What did I mean when I said what?”

“Stop being difficult, you prat!”

“I mean exactly what I said… Draco.”

“Can people stop saying that?” He muttered. “And since when are we on first names basis, Potter?”

“You better get used to it and start calling me Harry.”

“You didn’t answer my question!”

“You know what I meant.”

“If I knew I wouldn’t be asking.”

Harry grinned and got closer to Draco in order to whisper on his ear.

“I meant that I want to kiss you and that that mistletoe on top of your head is making it harder to ignore the urge.”

Harry saw Draco blush and tried to hide his smile behind a spoon full of desert.

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Harry was near the lake watching the sunrise; he had gotten up early just to watch it, the beautiful colours of the sun shining shyly and reflecting on the snow calmed him.

The sound of the snow crunching under footsteps made him rise his head and look at the place the sound had came from. He was surprised to see Draco appear in his view, but his lips curved into a smile when he saw the boy’s nose and cheeks red from the cold, making him look adorable.

“I didn’t know someone was here” he said once he was close enough for Harry to hear.

Draco moved his hand to take the hair out of his eyes and Harry’s eyes were drawn to the mistletoe above his head and his heart warmed with hope seeing that the blond boy hadn’t kissed anyone yet.

“Come sit with me” Harry smiled at him. “We can watch the sunrise together.”

“The sun has already raised, Potter.”

“I don’t care, just sit with me.”

Draco raised an eyebrow, but sat next to Harry anyway and looked at the view with a little smile on his face.

“I see you still haven’t done anything about that” he pointed at the mistletoe.

“Good to know your eyes work.”

Maybe if it was some years ago Harry would have answered in a different way, but now he couldn’t feel offended and he didn’t have the urge to reply in the same way so he just laughed like he never thought he would do with Malfoy.

“What are you laughing at, Potter?”

“It’s just… you’re funny, Draco.”

The other boy just looked at him surprised and, even though he tried to cover it, there was a smile on his lips when he faced the view again.

“What does it take to get rid of the mistletoe?” Harry asked curiously.

“A kiss.”

“Just that?”

“Yes.”

“Then why haven’t you kissed anyone yet?”

“Firstly, because I don’t go around kissing random people” he narrowed his eyes. “And because it has to be a kiss from the person I love.”

“And why haven’t you kissed that person yet?”

“Because I don’t think that that person wants to kiss me.”

“So you’re just going to walk around with that on top of your head your whole life?”

“Well, I don’t think this person would ever want to kiss me, but I’m hoping that Pansy has a counter spell.”

“Why do you say that that person would never want to kiss you?”

“Just drop it, Harry” he sighed.

“I don’t see why anyone would refuse to kiss you.”

“What?”

“I think you should just go for it, Draco. No one in the right state of mind, unless they are taken, would refuse you a kiss.”

Draco looked around with rosy cheeks that were like that not only because of the cold and a confused expression that made Harry’s heart warm and sad at the same time, because Draco shouldn’t be this insecure.

“I’m trying to give you a hint here, Draco. Stop overthinking and just get on with it.”

“Are you trying to say what I think you are trying to say or am I completely misunderstanding you?”

“I have to do it myself, don’t I?”

“Do what?”

“Honestly, Draco!” Harry shook his head with a chuckle.

Harry smiled at Draco with shiny green eyes and placed his hand on the back of his head, leaning forward and placing his lips on the other boy’s ones. Draco gasped a little and after a few seconds of wide eyed surprised he gripped Harry’s arms and kissed him back.

“I’m glad to see it’s gone” Harry smiled when the kiss ended.

“Is it?” Draco’s hands flew to the top of his head. “How did you know that it was you? How did you know that I love you?”

Harry sucked in a breath when he heard the other boy’s confession.

“I didn’t know, Draco, but I was hoping that you did.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you, too” Harry said simply and kissed him again.

Draco couldn’t help but think, when they were watching the beautiful colours of the early morning while walking back to the castle holding hands, that Pansy would be extremely disappointed to know that Draco and Harry kissed and he got rid of the mistletoe while she was still home.

Teasing - Elijah Mikaelson Christmas Oneshot

Word Count: 816

Authors Note: I am so sorry this is up later that I anticipated I was struggling to write this one because I’m having some serious writer’s block but nevertheless i hope you enjoy it! 

Christmas Day with the mikaelsons was exactly the kind of wonderful day you had dreamt of. Christmas presents were exchanged, the house was decorated to perfection with Christmas ornaments, and the delectable food and drink was flowing all day, spirits were high, even with the sibling bickering which had absolutely no affect on the jovial festivities taking place before you. 

You were celebrating Christmas with the mikaelsons because of the strong connection you had with the family, Elijah in particular. In fact, in the time you had met Elijah you had developed quite the crush and had fallen for the charms of the noble mikaelson. Though noble as he is, he had never addressed the feelings you harboured for him, and the feelings which you believed were mutual.

‘So Y/N, I hope you have had a pleasant day with us today’ Klaus began, uncharacteristically kindly.

'Yes, though it may not have been out most extravagant christmas, I do believe that it may have been one of our most successful, and happy Christmases.’ Elijah added, a smile spreading across his face as he recalled the days events.

'And of course, we hope you got all of the gifts you could hope for, darling, although I suspect that wish was unfulfilled.’ Kol smirked, not bothering to look up from the book he was reading, you assumed he was trying to stir trouble, for a change.

'Actually Kol, I have had the perfect Christmas, despite the fact I had to spend it listening to you inflate your ego even more so than usual!’ You exclaimed, causing Kol to throw one of the cushions from the sofa in your direction, hitting you square in the face causing everyone in the room to laugh at the bickering between the two of you.

He was right of course, all day you had watched couples exchanging kisses under the mistletoe; Rebekah and Marcel, Kol and Davina, even Klaus and Cami, and yet with every opportunity which had arisen for Elijah to kiss you, for whatever reason he had shied away.

'Well I for one would not be impressed if I were you, all day and not a single kiss under the oh so festive and romantic mistletoe’ Kol smirked. It was if he had read your mind, Kol had always known you had a thing for Elijah and now he was taunting you with this knowledge.

'Alright enough Kol, I do believe you’re embarassing out dear Y/N’ Elijah interrupted before Kol had a chance to continue.

'The only thing embarrassing, brother is the amount of time it is going to take you to make a move on the girl who you are clearly interested in.’ Klaus added to Kol’s remarks. With this Elijah closed his book, setting it down on the coffee tabled beside him and retreated to his room.

'C'mon guys that wasn’t fair.’ You defended Elijah from his brothers before following Elijah to his room.

Knocking on the door with trepidation before entering, standing just beyond the threshold of the door silently.

'Y/N’ Elijah sighed at you.

'I hope I;m not interrupting?’ You asked him, your caution still prominent in your voice.

'No, of course not, I hope my brothers did not cause you too much embarrassment Y/N.’

'Don’t worry, they didn’t, I know they didn’t mean anything by it’ You laughed off his concern, in reality, you knew Klaus and Kol were telling the truth and it did hurt you that they noticed where Elijah failed to. This is when you made the decision. You may aswell tell Elijah how you feel. At best he will feel the same way, at the worst, at least you tried.

'Actually Elijah’ You started, hesitating while trying to find the right words. 'The thing is, what they said, well it isn’t entirely untrue and its fine if you don’t feel the same way, i mean why should you. Thats not thy im telling you, I’m telling you because i owe it to myself to find -’ You had been cut off from your flustered ramblings by the taste of Elijahs lips on yours, within a second you had reacted to his kiss, moving closer to him, winding your arms around his neck. Within a few seconds you had parted from your passionate kiss and looked into Elijah’s eyes, with mixed emotions of both complete contentment but also confusion.

'Y/N Y/L/N, I cannot tell you how long I have waited to do that’ Elijah smiled down at you, pulling you closer. As you rested your head in the crook of his neck.

'Well well well, look at this brother, and it didn’t even take mistletoe for you to make your move.’ Kol bellowed from the hallway.

With that you slammed Elijah’s bedroom door shut, earning a chuckle from Elijah as you leant in again for another kiss.

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I’m such a failure right now… Sorry Guys! I quickly drew this because I felt really bad for the lack of drawings…

So here is Another Terrible Camera shot quality of a bad comic about a mistletoe… original
I might make another one at redraw this to make it look better.. OH WELL!

(Oh… And and don’t mind the History book in the background… Lol)

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He Tian x Mo Guan Shan ‘Porn Without Plot’

VERY NSFW. NOT SUITABLE FOR MINORS.  // Read on AO3.

Tags/Warnings: pwp (literally i didn’t even try?), tianshan, the boys are university age, established traffic light system (green = yes, orange = let’s talk or go slow, red = stop); forced orgasm, come-marking, rimming, blow jobs, deep-throating, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, bareback, aftercare, filthy filthy dirty talk, eeer, face-fucking, come swallowing, i’m so sorry guys

‘Seriously? Mistletoe?’

‘You make things ridiculously fucking difficult for me. Yes, mistletoe.’

Guan Shan stared at it, hanging in the doorframe of He Tian’s apartment, and then he stared at He Tian. The smile was barely there, a ghost of a thing curved at the corners, settled in the lines of his lower lip. Guan Shan looked away.

‘Aren’t you going to come in?’ said He Tian. The smile was corporeal now, and laughter was creeping in.

Flatly, ‘There’s something in my way.’

‘You’re good at avoiding things.’

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  • Friends, gather round
  • I am going to share with you a story
  • of Remus Lupin, Professional Beard
  • It started when he was in uni and Marlene McKinnon was crying because she didn’t want to go home for Christmas and be interrogated about why she didn’t have a boyfriend
  • (spoiler: it’s because she is Very Very Gay)
  • Remus is a very sympathetic and attentive listener
  • Not to mention helpful
  • and maybe a little hard up for cash
  • so he just blurts out, “I’ll pretend to be your boyfriend for fifty quid and I’ll go home with you for Christmas and meet your parents and you have to feed me while I’m there.”
  • she stares at him for a solid ten seconds before bursting into tears again and hugging him
  • it’s a good thing they’re already best mates because there a hundred and one pictures of them together on each of their phones and various online places that they can use as evidence
  • “no mum he really is my boyfriend look at this picture where his lips are on my cheek”
  • remus nods seriously
  • “this was right before we started making out”
  • “his tongue was practically down my throat we’re seriously dating”
  • when they get back to school, Marlene pays him almost double what she promised because her parents are officially off her back and she is now free to go smooch cute girls whenever she wants to
  • (as an added perk, when she informs her parents a few months later that she and remus have had a very messy and painful break up, she’s able to use that excuse for years until she finally gets fed up and deliberately gets caught snogging her girlfriend of three years in her parents’ kitchen)
  • but anyways Remus is pleased with the money and Marls was very impressed by his acting abilities, so when her roommate Lily gripes that Potter the High King Arsehole keeps insisting that she’s single because she’s secretly waiting for him, Marlene recommends Remus
  • The fake relationship lasts longer, almost three months
  • Remus gets paid on a weekly basis
  • It’s lovely, Lily is a lovely person and they get along splendidly
  • Actually, it’s not just Potter that they manage to convince that they’re dating
  • eventually he gives up though, so Remus and Lily fake a mutual breakup
  • (it is an unending source of amusement for Remus that she ends up marrying James a few years later after all, and he never lets her hear the end of it)
  • but actually it’s a good thing that they did have that arrangement
  • because Lily was so impressed that she suggested he do this sort of thing more regularly
  • she sets him up a website, prints out business cards, works with him to figure out various rates for different services
  • date to a party, staged kissing/cuddling/hugging photos to show off to friends and family, going home on weekends or breaks to show off in person
  • He literally makes so much money that he only has to work part time after graduation
  • It makes having a relationship of his own a little difficult, but he survives and he has a ton of really close friends
  • then one day Lily, now his sort-of manager, says she has a special job
  • “family discount, you remember James’ friend Sirius? It’s for his cousin”
  • of course Remus remembers Sirius
  • Sirius Black is unforgettable and Remus hasn’t so much carried a torch for him as his has miserably dragged it around behind him
  • for years
  • thank God the man travels a lot
  • he met him in passing a few times in college
  • and then of course at the wedding
  • he showed up in a blindingly yellow coat to match Lily’s bridesmaids’ dresses (and Remus’ tie, but that was unintentional and all the groomsmen had yellow ties anyways so it wasn’t like Sirius matched him on purpose even if it did make his stomach squirm a little bit)
  • (just a bit)
  • but anyways, Nymphadora Tonks is really tired of her mother’s less than subtle hints that she needs to settle down, so she needs to give the appearance, for two weeks at least, that that is exactly what she’s doing
  • really she’s just aro as fuck and could care less but she knows her parents won’t understand
  • luckily, her second cousin’s best mate’s wife’s best mate exists and sirius said he’d foot half the bill
  • after all, he’ll be there for the two weeks, too
  • Remus is not informed
  • at least not until he’s in the car on the way there, working out a backstory with Nymphadora (”shut your fucking mouth, you call me Tonks or I’ll shove you out the window”)
  • and she says that they met through Sirius, James, and Lily
  • “Sirius knows, by the way, so don’t worry about him giving us away”
  • and???
  • what????
  • Sirius cannot give away anything because isn’t he in Vietnam right now connecting with his roots????????????
  • WHAT DO YOU MEAN SIRIUS IS BACK TO VISIT YOUR MOTHER FOR CHRISTMAS
  • he has never bailed on a client before though so even if the thought of seeing Sirius every day for two weeks terrifies him he will stay 
  • at least until Tonks just casually mentions that the two of them will be sharing the guestroom 
  • “because mum has some misguided notion that you and i will shag if left alone for two minutes”
  • remus has never jumped out of a moving vehicle before but he is seriously considering it now
  • too late though they’ve pulled up to the house
  • and there is a disgustingly familiar bike in the driveway
  • this is the end of life as he knows it
  • but he is a professional so he will handle this gracefully
  • and professionally
  • and not blushing and stammering every time sirius fucking black walks in the room
  • or smiles
  • or looks at him
  • or walks in the room, looks around, sees Remus, and THEN smiles because he is just reading too much into this he absolutely is oh fuck no
  • he sneaks into Tonks’ room at night to moan loudly and bang her bed against the wall for her parent’s benefit
  • (their rooms are at opposite ends of the house so he’s not actually sure they can hear them pretending to have sex, but it gives him an opportunity to talk to her without being overheard)
  • and generally what they talk about is “your cousin is really fucking hot and i died three separate times today”
  • “tonks he handed me a plate and our fingers didn’t touch but they almost did and I nearly cried”
  • “he pretended to have rabies while brushing his teeth and then started laughing so hard at himself that he choked and I had to pound on his back until he spat the toothpaste back up it was the most precious thing i’ve ever seen in my life”
  • “do you even know how perfect his abs are they’re really perfect and I sort of want to lick them”
  • Tonks just nods and pats his head comfortingly while she gets ready for bed
  • two weeks go by and remus has nearly gone insane
  • he was tempted several times to call lily and ask her to fake an emergency for him so he could leave early
  • but also he really likes tonks and wants to help
  • and he maybe wants to spend some more time with Sirius
  • it’s Christmas, after all
  • maybe he’s a little desperately praying for someone to leave mistletoe around
  • maybe the thought of mistletoe being left around makes him throw up a little bit in his mouth
  • he’s a complex person
  • well fortunately for him no mistletoe was left carelessly hanging in strategic points throughout the house
  • unfortunately for him, Nymphadora Tonks has magician’s fingers
  • which is why he doesn’t even notice her tucking a sprig of mistletoe behind his left ear
  • he definitely does notice when Sirius pulls it out
  • raises his eyebrows
  • and kisses him
  • it’s just a little peck but remus is actually dead this time, no exaggeration, 100% no longer alive
  • he has transcended this plane of existence
  • he has become a being of light
  • he has seen heaven
  • he has been standing there for three and a half minutes saying and doing absolutely nothing until Tonks grabs his hands and drags him away
  • and says that she will come out to her parents once and for all if he’ll go back out there and tell Sirius how he feels
  • “by which i mean I’m coming out to my parents anyways because this was fun but way too much effort, but they’re gonna freak out so you need to distract them by making out with my mum’s cousin, capisce?”
  • well
  • it is for Tonks
  • and Remus is a very selfless person
  • he doesn’t want her family to be upset with her
  • thirty minutes later he and Sirius have hardly stopped making out and the Tonkses are all chatting happily about romantic and sexual orientations
  • Sirius decides that he’s connected with his roots enough and would like to examine the rest of the plant
  • tree or a bush
  • maybe flowers
  • he doesn’t fucking know Remus just did something with his tongue and he sort of lost the metaphor
  • but anyways it boils down to he’s gonna stick around for a while so he can date Remus and kiss him and hold his hand
  • punk rock shit like that
  • he’s gotta thank Tonks later
The Mistletoe Curse

So it’s around December in Albus and Scorpius’ 6th year, probably about 2 weeks or so before the Christmas holidays start.

One of the 7th year students in Slytherin has been dabbling with some soft-core curses and creates one especially for Christmas dubbed ‘The mistletoe curse’ which basically makes the victim compelled to kiss the person a particular someone every time they see them.

One night while Scorpius is in the library, because he’s an adorable nerd, the 7th years get Albus to play truth or dare with them. When it’s Albus’ turn he chooses dare. So they dare him to suffer a curse they’ve come up with for 24 hours, not telling him it’s the mistletoe curse. They kind of see that Albus and Scorpius are really close so they just want to embarrass them both a little bit and start spreading rumours that they’re actually gay for each other. So because Albus blindly accepts his fate, the mistletoe curse is cast on him.

The next day when Albus runs into Scorpius at breakfast, Albus naturally kisses Scorpius because he’s under the curse. Scorpius is naturally befuddled, breaking out in a sweat and verbally bashing him for doing such a thing. This carries on throughout the day whenever Albus sees Scorpius. Albus begins to understand that this is the effect of the curse put on him, but at this point he doesn’t really care. The other Slytherins are having a good laugh about this whole thing and feel very happy with themselves.

After the 24 hours was finished, the curse is reversed and Albus won’t feel compelled to kiss Scorpius again.

But the next day, the same thing happens! Whenever Albus runs into Scorpius he gives him a kiss. Scorpius continues to feel disgruntled by this. Albus claims that he is still under the mistletoe curse as an excuse when the truth is he just wants to kiss Scorpius’s sweet little face all the time. The Slytherins just sort of see all of this and are just like ‘What the fuck…’

This carries on for the rest of the week. Albus continues to kiss Scorpius. Scorpius eventually gets used to this. He still feels a little embarrassed but truthfully he likes it when Albus kisses him, and eventually the whole thing just becomes a habit. 

At the beginning of the week after this all started, Albus sees Scorpius at breakfast, begins to start kissing him, but Scorpius kisses Albus first. Then it starts to become this huge thing where every time they see each other they have to kiss each other. Whether on the cheek, the lips, the head or the nose, it doesn’t matter, they just kiss. And it was one of the most adorable things Hogwarts ever saw :3

Rose keeps insisting that they might as well just get married because they couldn’t get gayer, James just keeps telling them to shack up, Neville smiles at this all day because he thinks they’re perfect for each other and admires their bravery. McGonagall is looking forward to seeing the look on Draco and Harry’s faces when she tells them what’s going on.

Imagine Harry Wells confessing his feelings to you after HR kissing you under mistletoe

Request by Anonymous: Could you do an imagine where Harrison and the reader have been working together at star labs for a while and although the reader is slightly younger than he is, he still confesses he has feelings for her

Request by Anonymous: Write about HR realizes that he has a crush on you and you’re a meta human (the reader has super speed and killer frost abilities…)

Request by Anonymous: Hey! If you could write an imagine where HR kisses you under a mistletoe making Harry completely jealous even though you two are not dating and you have no clue of him liking you. Afterwords you & HR go out on a few dates and things become serious causing Harry to be distant/sad until he works up the courage to show you his feelings and ultimately you having to pick between the two. Thank you ❤️

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Originally posted by verygroovymutation

With the sound of the drumsticks clacking together, you curiously looked back from your shoulder and found HR smirking at you with some weird excitement and longing in his eyes.

You frowned, asking the team, “What’s wrong with him?”

You noticed Barry and Cisco were stifling their giggles and playfully looking back and forth between you and HR as if they were expecting a good show. Caitlin, in the other hand, sighed and looked at you with sympathy.

“Don’t move.” HR said with a wide grin, eagerly walked towards you with a few strides.

“Can anyone tell me what’s going on?” You helplessly looked at the team and noticed Harry was silently observing the situation with his grim expression and arms crossed over his chest. His cold eyes were deadly pinned on his counterpart as if he was ready to eat him alive and you somehow saw Harry clenching his jaw too.

“Y/N…” Caitlin uttered, pointing above your head, “I think you might want to look up at the ceiling.”

You followed Caitlin’s direction and lifted your head, only found a ball of mistletoe was hanging right upon you.

You rolled your eyes uncontrollably, burying your face inside your palms, “Oh my god…”

“Since the genius over here,” Cisco snickered, “hanged a sprig of mistletoe in the cortex, he was waiting for the girls who accidentally stand under it.”

“He has been keeping watch on this spot for so long just like some attackers waiting to catch their preys.” Caitlin added.

You turned and faced HR, narrowing your eyes on him, “You do know that I can speed out of the lab any moment so you never get a chance to kiss me?”

You gave HR a smug face and continued, “And if you do kiss me, you know that I can freeze you to death the moment you have physical contact with me?”

To let your statement sounded more convincing, you showed HR your frosty hands with complacent smile crept up on your lips.

“Nah,” HR seemed not buying your threat, “you have both super speed and ice-based abilities, hot and cold all at once, theoretically these two distinct powers will be automatically balanced within your body, and so you’ll have the normal body temperature just like the rest of us do.”

You raised your eyebrows, surprised by HR’s more-than-accurate science talk.

“Well,” HR shrugged, spinning his drumstick between his fingers, “I do listen when you guys talking the science stuff.”

“But theory is just a theory, in case something goes wrong…” HR turned his head and signaled Barry, “BA!”

After a strong gust of wind smacked against your skin and streaks of yellow lightning flashed beside you, you found your wrists were locked with a pair of power-dampening cuffs.

“What the hell, Barry?!” You almost yelled at the speedster.

“Well, well,” HR smirked, reaching and holding your wrists gently, “now that you can’t use your super powers against me, let’s get you a proper Christmas kiss.”

You heard a deep groan coming from Harry’s throat and you saw the grumpy scientist stepped out of the cortex in an irritated manner from the corner of your eyes.

Feeling a warm hand gripping your chin, you fell your attention back to Harry’s counterpart, who was hungrily gazing at your rosy red lips.

He looked at your attractive lips one more time and placed a soft peck on it without any warning.

The kiss was too quick that you never had a chance to feel it and it was gone.

HR pulled away and pressed his lips together as if enjoying the aftertaste of the kiss, “Whoa, that’s good. I was afraid that the power cuffs might malfunction.”

“Hey,” Here came Cisco’s protest, “my delicate set of cuffs is perfect, okay?”


You speeded out of the training track, grinning brightly at Harry, who was staring at the computer screen blankly at the moment.

Your smile slowly faded away and asked, “How was I doing? Still not good?”

“You’re doing fine,” Harry gathered his thoughts and answered, “You’re nearly as fast as Allen.”

“Is something bothering you?” You asked with concern filled up in your eyes, moved towards the scientist, “You seem a little off lately.”

“I think you should worry about HR rather than me, Y/N.” Harry said with bitterness, trying his best to hide the jealousy and sourness between lines, “You’re dating him after all.”

“We’re not dating,” You denied at first, but thinking there was no point of denial, you gave up, “whatever.”

The gleam behind his sapphire blue eyes grew dim, his face went completely gloomy. The twinge kept torturing his heart since the day HR kissed you under mistletoe. He knew that HR would steal you away from him one day, he just blamed himself for not working up the courage to confess his feeling to you before the fraud, and sometimes he even regretted he had invited him to come to this Earth at the first place.

“Test. Test. Fellow S.T.A.R. Labs employees. Your presence in the cortex would be greatly appreciated, especially Y/N.” A familiar voice sounded through the microphone.

“You got to be kidding me.” You threw your head back, rolling eyes. Although HR was not as grumpy as the physicist in front of you, he sometime just being really annoying.

“Sorry, Harry, I should go check on HR.” You spun around on your heel and started walking towards the door.

He abruptly gripped your wrist, stopped you from going.

“Don’t go.” His voice was barely above a whisper.

Your heart skipped a beat. You was utterly taken aback by Harry’s sudden reaction, you just froze and stood there with an empty mind.

With a strong but gentle pull, he turned you around to face him, locking you between his secure arms.

“Don’t go.” He repeated, this time his voice was determined, not allowing any rejection.

Your heart was pounding, his handsome face was only inches to yours as you could feel his hot breath were smacking on your blushed cheeks, which made your heart raced even faster.

“Please tell me things between you and HR aren’t serious.” Harry mumbled with pain, studying your facial expression, “Tell me you’re still mine even if I have never existed in your memory.”

“What do you mean?” You startled, almost heard the rapid beating sound behind your chest.

“Flash point.” Harry briefly explained, one of his big warm hand reached your flushed small cheek and gently cupped it, “You are head over heels in love with me in the original timeline. Things changed after Allen created Flash point…. You are no longer mine anymore.”

Without giving you any time to process what he just said, Harry leaned down to press his soft lips against yours.

The kiss was so soft and gentle that you practically melt into his arms. Your head was spinning and no way to think straight when he brushed his lips on yours, sending unstoppable shivers to your spine. Although your conscious kept telling you to pull away, your heart kept urging you to sink into his deep sweet touch.

You kissed back, which surprised both of you. Harry smiled a little and pulled you even closer, firmly held you inside his embrace by wrapping his arms around your waist. He went slightly further and sucked your bottom lip possessively.

The kiss lasted like forever before both of you needed a gasp of air.

Your conscious finally came back and you whispered, “This is wrong…”

Harry placed a soft kiss on your lips again and said, “But it doesn’t seem wrong, right?”

Pricingham - Kissing Headcanons

Kevin’s first kiss is with some girl in high school and he doesn’t get the hype. Arnold’s first kiss is with Nabulungi and he definitely gets it. But when Arnold and Kevin kiss for the first time, Arnold’s glasses ends up getting in the way and it gets pretty awkward, but Arnold’s lips are surprisingly soft and Kevin starts to understand that there is something to it.

–Like, Arnold’s lips are warm and wet and give just enough pleasant resistance and Kevin doesn’t know why that is so titillating but it is and he wants more.

In the end, they are huggers rather than kissers. They never casually kiss each other hello or goodbye or anything. Kissing is special and private.

Kevin’s brother Jack once ends up in a situation where Kevin and Arnold don’t realize that he is in the room (it’s late at night, at Christmas, in the Price household) and ends up witnessing a playful under-the-mistletoe kiss that makes him view his brother in a different light. Not because it’s an indecent kiss; it’s just so intimate and embarrassing and pretty silly. The Price family is carefully tolerant but ultimately disapproving of Kevin’s and Arnold’s relationship but Jack sometimes wonders about that. It’s strange and uncomfortable but not bad to see his brother in such an intimate and happy situation.

Arnold kind of melts into Kevin’s kisses. It’s like. Too good to be true. Every time. Kevin is a sweet and careful kisser, but is still somehow the leader (if there is such a thing) even though Arnold is far more (obviously) enthusiastic.