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fanficerror · 4 months

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Gonna take my first stab at actually posting something while jumping onto this scrumptious Christmas bandwagon... https://www.tumblr.com/bookcluberror/737988146877349888/i-love-this-so-much-gonna-go-dream-about-my-own

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In my head, elf!Shouto sees Error, one of Santa Kiri's reindeer hybrids, for the first time when she's walking back to the barn after a quiet stroll in the woods. She's new to the herd this year, and he hasn't gotten the chance to meet her, yet.

At first he brushes off the subtle zap he feels in his chest when he sees her trudging through the snow... Thinking maybe Denki the elf grazed his shoulder while walking behind him, or perhaps he swallowed his warm milk down the wrong pipe. But it definitely couldn't be because he glanced at a pretty doe. He sees the does around the village every day, after all.

But when he sees her again the next day, this time skipping dinner to dash off into the trees behind the reindeer barn, he feels that zap again. Grabbing a couple of christmas cookies off the table in the break room, Shouto sprints (Casually. Totally casually.) out the door towards the woods in the hopes of finding her...

Why? He's not quite sure. But he knows he needs to see her.

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Error the reindeer was new to the herd this year. Not younger, or less experienced, but definitely new. At first voices would hush when she entered a room, and eyes would follow her when she moved, as always happens when a new member is thrust into a tight-knit group of peers. But luckily for Error, the does in Santa's herd were lovely, and sweet, and welcoming once everyone had time to acclimate to one another. She felt very much at home with her new friends, and soon she was her quirky and energetic self.

However, with all the reindeer training so hard lately, it's not often that she got time alone. Although loud, and outgoing, she wasn't as extroverted as she appeared. So when she was presented with small moments to escape on her own throughout the day, she would put all else aside in order to cherish some peace and quiet to herself. Sometimes walking in silence, sometimes singing softly to herself, or maybe even spinning around in the snow under the moonlight. Just small snapshots in time that she could call her own.

And that's exactly what Error was doing the first time she met Shouto the elf.

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Shouto walked slowly towards the clearing in the woods. His excited energy had fled, leaving him with uncharacteristic nervousness. His thoughts raced while his feet idled.

What was he doing? She probably wanted to be alone. Or maybe she was meeting someone else to share the beautiful snow fall with.

Logic demanded that he turn around and walk back the way he came. However, as he turned to leave, all rational thought slipped from his grasp when he noticed a new sound coming from the nearby clearing. The softest voice drifted through the pine needles on the trees, and swirled with the snowflakes in the wind.

His feet moved without command until he reached the end of the path, and finally he saw her.

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She heard him before she saw him. A steady crunch of snow and snapping of twigs alerted Error to the fact that someone had entered the small clearing. Whether they had stumbled upon her by accident, or had come looking for her didn't matter. Her brief moment of reprieve was at an end.

As she slowed spinning feet, and quieted her song, she was able to make out the outline of a person standing by the path.

"I didn't mean to interrupt."

Silence followed.

"I - I thought you might be hungry. It looked like you rushed out before dinner."

Error took a timid step towards the figure, who appeared to be a tall male elf, with candy cane hair. He stood straighter than most, and somehow seemed shy while still exuding an air of confidence about him. She was intrigued.

"Thank you. I wanted to catch the snowfall. I was afraid I would miss it if I waited until after I had eaten. I didn't think to bring anything along."

They moved closer during the quiet exchange, until Shouto was near enough to reach out and offer her one of the cookies he had poached from inside. Once Error had accepted it, and found a spot to settle on a nearby log, Shouto sat down in the snow at what he considered an appropriate distance away.

Minutes passed where they made quiet small talk, flittering from subject to subject without settling on anything in particular. Error nibbled on her red treat while feeling an unfamiliar flutter in her tummy. She was rarely this quiet, and never this shy. Usually the one to steer conversation and spur the energy within any interaction, she found it strange that the man across from her seemed to leave her with so few words.

Shouto was similarly struck with a limited ability to speak. He was never a man of many words, but he was familiar enough with social interactions to be able to hold a conversation better than this. It was embarrassing, really, how his mouth didn't seem to say what he wanted it to. So he busied himself with picking the green sprinkles off of his cookie to both occupy his mouth and force him to stop staring into the literal doe eyes she kept focused on his face. The eyes he found himself getting lost in, while he should be making conversation.

Error knew that soon the reindeer caretaker would notice her missing yet again when dinner ended and the bell rang to usher the does back to their stables. She found herself wishing, more than usual, for a few more minutes. This time however, not for minutes alone. She wanted more time with this stranger who made her feel calm and excited at the same time. Who didn't even know her name, but thought of her hunger and loneliness when he saw her in the woods. This strange elf wh-

A cheerful bell rang out, interrupting Error's thoughts. The signal that dinner was over and the reindeer handlers would be preparing the does for bed soon. Anxiety surged through Error's body as she clumsily scrambled to get up onto her feet. Shouto tried not to show his amusement at watching a creature that looked so elegant and graceful slip and slide and trip over her own limbs.

"I have to go! Oh no.... Bakugo already scolded me for sneaking off yesterday!"

Shouto's heart dropped as he realized she was already making her way out of the clearing.

"Wait!"

"Thank you for the cookie! It was nice meeting you......"

Her voice faded as she bolted through the trees, until soon all Shouto could hear was the whistling of the wind and the distant jingling of bells that always filled the silence of the small Christmas village. Emotions surged through him, mixing with each other until he could no longer tell the difference between them. Excitement, disappointment, hope, embarrassment, confusion and curiosity....

He didn't even know her name.

But he did know that he needed to see her again.

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Okay, please be nice, this was my first ever writing post. Its real rough and not reread, so sorry about that! Eeeeeeeeeeeek

Tagging everyone who added to the Christmas au so far, hope that's okay!

@thenamesmiz @dcsiremc @neon-gothicc @bakubunny @shinsouslightningbug

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sparkles-and-trash · 1 year

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Look at them go, I love them sm 😭♥️🎄

#BABIES #mha #the big 3 #tamaki amajiki #bnha mirio #nejire hado #mirio #tamaki #Nejire #mha christmas #mha anime #bnha #bnha anime #mha big 3 #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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theyscreamjade · 1 year

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It’s Giving Christmas

「 Y’all, how could you all not tell me I don’t have a Christmas headcanon? I swore I made one..but eh! If you want more with a Christmas, hit me up! I’ll do another! ~ෆ」

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Taglist ➸ @janshu , @namjoonswifeyy

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Izuku Midoriya

⧽ Deku is the one person you’d love to spend Christmas with.

⧽ Besides him working, he had every single gift on everyone’s lists set and ready.

⧽ He got your gifts while he was between his patrols and hid them all at his mother’s house.

⧽ But everyone else’s? They’re all brought, wrapped, and prepared with pretty bows. Some are wrapped, some are in those bags and some gift cards are hanging on the tree.

⧽ Your families here from America, crashing at a hotel until the day of Christmas.

⧽ He knows how much Christmas means to you, so he makes sure to take a week off. Besides, much isn’t happening because of the cold.

⧽ You both listen to Christmas music while preparing Christmas dinner, making you and his favorites along with a few others.

⧽ (To my people, you know those chitterlings are on the stove.)

⧽ He likes the traditional festive dinner, turkey, and everything because there are a bunch of people coming over.

⧽ Ever since he first rescued Eri, he devoted himself to ensuring that she gets a gift every single year. From the stuffed animals she once wanted to the newest phones since she’s reaching her teenage years.

⧽ The night before Christmas, you bake some cookies and let him bite one off to act as if Santa was here.

⧽ When you’re asleep, he sneaks out and bounced over to his mother’s home. She helps him sneak the gifts for you over and underneath the tree.

⧽ Deku is one of those types to remember any item you mentioned you’d needed.

⧽ For example, if you said you wanted a laptop lap desk so you can sit on the couch and do work without being in pain from your back.

⧽ Boom, brought it that night.

⧽ He knows you like the back of his hand, so he buys you certain items like bras and more.

⧽ A true topper for him is getting you a car or a new phone, laptop, or something.

⧽ You’re massively surprised when you wake up and see the pile of gifts and presents underneath your tree

⧽ The minute everyone’s over and everyone opening gifts, you can’t help but smile at how much he listened to you.

⧽ Once the gifts are opened and everyone had their fill of dinner. While cleaning up, he’d walk over with the wishbone.

⧽ You washed your hands off quickly before taking the other piece and pulling with all your might. This time, he collected the majority.

⧽ “What did you wish for?” You’d ask, looking up at him as he smiled.

⧽ “What more can I wish for? All my wishes can true when I met you.” He’d reply.

⧽ A very merry Christmas

Katsuki Bakugou

⧽ Lemme just say this, Mister Boom Boom brought all your gifts throughout the year.

⧽ He had that shit the minute you’d point it out. But he knows you, just because you point at it, doesn’t mean you need it.

⧽ He also tries not to go overboard with the gifts, your ass is spoiled enough.

⧽ So, The week of Christmas? He uses his PTO (Paid Time Off) and helps you decorate the house.

⧽ He’s a perfectionist so….he’s decorating the entire house. He wants the best home on the block, trust and believe. He’s gonna achieve it

⧽ He’s got a reputation to protect and a one-sided rivalry with the neighbors.

⧽ Candy canes lead up the driveway and walkway.

⧽ Christmas lights are placed perfectly around the house.

⧽ It’s not basic, to say the least..but he also doesn’t want to cause a power outage like the people down the street.

⧽ While getting a few last-minute gifts like gift cards and candy, you’d go around and see the other homes with him.

⧽ He talks mad shit about them but..honestly, he loves how your eyes light up at the homes that look beautiful to you.

⧽ Gift wrapping with him is…whew, stressful. He’s like a drill Sargent. Too much paper, Not enough paper, too much tape, did your mother teach you this shit?

⧽ He doesn’t like messy wrapping, he likes hard work and dedication. So he might kick you out if you can’t do it right.

⧽ When it comes to food, he tends to change it every year. He likes to incorporate where you are from with his and your family so everyone’s comfortable.

⧽ For example, if you’re from the south in the US and the fam’s coming? They’re coming the night before and they’re cooking all night.

⧽ You’ll have southern food in Japan..bomb.

⧽ When everyone heads home and you’re getting ready for bed, he’ll lie and say that Kirishima needed some help…but he’s getting your gifts.

⧽ That’s where he hid them, at Kirishima’s place.

⧽ Zap Zap and Stupid hair help him place all your stuff down while you’re in the shower, and they were out the second you were out.

⧽ Christmas Day comes around, and your family is having fun with his parents. It’s beyond adorable. His mother and your mother were best buddies while your dad and uncle talked with his father.

⧽ Bakugou’s gifts to you consisted of gift cards to your favorite places to eat and shop.

⧽ The ultimate gift was him getting you one of those necklaces that would send your heartbeat to you.

⧽ His was black and yours was white. It was one of his ways of ensuring that you know he’s alive when he’s doing his hero work. He knows his job makes you worried.

⧽ With every gift opened, every belly full, you guys watch Christmas movies on his tv while cuddling.

⧽ “So…what do you want next year?” You’d asked, curiously as his crimson eyes looked towards you.

⧽ “I already got it.” He replied, confusing you.

⧽ “What was it?” You asked as he turned his head towards you and smirked.

⧽ “I got to see that pretty smile on your face..that’s all I could ever ask for.”

Shoto Todoroki

⧽ I can’t say this enough.

⧽ Don’t go window shopping with Shoto, he’ll buy everyone you point at.

⧽ He doesn’t know better and he means well when he does…

⧽ Cause due to you two window shopping, you’ve got a damn mountain of gifts that even makes Fuyumi worried.

⧽ Oh! You guys don’t celebrate Christmas at home, you guys travel to Endeavor’s many vacation homes. This time, it was in the mountains.

⧽ You were able to patch up things between Shoto and Endeavor since everything that’s happened.

⧽ He trusts you when you say that Endeavor is changing and it kinda made him feel a bit better.

⧽ So! An entire week and a half with Endeavor can be endured with you.

⧽ For starters, They don’t wrap gifts. Shoto doesn’t know how..and Fuyumi usually suggests placing it in a bag to save time.

⧽ You spend A LOT of time as a family, from Christmas movies to games and more. Fuyumi is practically bouncing with excitement at the fact they’re all together.

⧽ The night before Christmas, Shoto does tell Fuyumi that you two will be busy. He takes you by your hand and covers your eyes, taking you outside the door.

⧽ He soon revealed a horse on a sleigh, surprising you with this every year.

⧽ The ride is cold but made better due to the fact Shoto’s left side is like a personal heater. It keeps you warm while you enjoy the beautiful scenery and the northern lights. The sky’s so clear and beautiful.

⧽ Once back home, you two immediately head to the bathroom and then to bed to rest before the next day.

⧽ You’re basically drowning with gifts, from items he noticed you looked at, showed him and more. He’s extremely observant.

⧽ When I mean by this is like this, you show Shoto a picture of a rice cooker you thought would be cool on Amazon.

⧽ Shoto: Immediately buys it.

⧽ Unlike other dinners, you two head to Deku’s place.

⧽ With Bakugou and others all over, it’s a massive gift exchange and a delicious meal in which you all share.

⧽ During the drive home, you smiled and looked toward him. “Do you ever get bored of doing this every year?” You asked as he shook his head.

⧽ “Why not?” You questioned as his hand slid into yours. He pulled with him towards his lips and smiled.

⧽ “Because every year…I get to spend Christmas with you.”

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aspiring-writer-hidden-voice · 4 months

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Hey, loves! Suntory here! “Hot Cocoa Recipes” was the winner of the most recent poll! So, I have some one-shots for you all! We will start with the collection of MHA! Be sure to leave a bit of love to help keep me warm this winter season! Some of the recipes contain alcohol but I’m implying that everyone is aged up. Everything is implied as GN!Reader but if you’d like to see more of each one shot with specifics, leave a comment and let me know! As always, thanks for stopping by! Xooxoxoxo, Suntory Angel💙

Katsuki Bakugo

*my younger bother and grandpa are huge fans of spice so this part is just for them!*

Your eyes narrow while carefully measuring out the final secret ingredient before pouring it into the mug in front of you. This was serious business. Bending at the knee so your eye level was with the kitchen counter, closely examining as the precious liquid that was key to the recipe is stirred into the brown beverage within the mugs via your spoon. Various spices that you had painstakingly gathered over the last week were arranged in the order that you’d need them according to the recipe; cayenne, cacao, sugar, a teapot of warm milk, marshmallows, even some sticks of cinnamon were off to the side waiting patiently to be ground into a fine powder.

It had to be perfect this time.

Setting the spoon off to the side, you take a deep breath and raise the mug to your lips.

The moment it hits your tongue, down into the sink you spat it with a grimace of disgust and disappointment, curses spilling from between your lips as you dump yet another failure. Why was this so hard?! Your grandfather had made it seem so easy when he used to make it! How come you couldn’t?! A frustrated huff fills the air as you drag a hand down the central plane of your face while marching over to the refrigerator where you open it and take a quick swig from one of the bottles inside towards the back. Liquid heat and spice sting the back of your throat as you swallow the mouthful of Fireball and that’s when it hit you: you were making this too hard! It had never taken your grandfather this long to make his special hot cocoa!

“Oi, I’m home!” He calls from the entryway as he stomps inside, ridding him and his hero costume of the large clusters of snow clinging to his being. “Too damn cold even for the damn criminals to be out causing mayhem it was so annoying having to plow through those drifts!” Katsuki calls your name in that growly tone of his when you aren’t there to greet him, his brows furrowing when you still don’t appear even after he’s removed his winter gear and had even cleaned up the puddles of melted snow from the hardwood floor. Now he was starting to get a bit pissed.

He’d been stuck outside for hours on patrol, there had been no bad guys to apprehend today, and he was frozen down to his bones!

“Oi! Where the hell are you?!” Thundering footfalls stomp their way down the hall until they come to a halt within the kitchen doorway where he spots you fast asleep while sitting upon a barstool, your hands cupping a pair of mugs that hold brown liquid within them. Across your being are traces of cacao powder and other ingredients, telling the story of how you had been working hard to make him whatever was within the mug that had “World’s Number One” on it. He takes in how your hair has some cream sticking to a few tresses, a smudge of powdered sugar upon your cheek, there’s even a bit of what looked to be melted chocolate in the corner of your mouth. His footsteps are much quieter now as he crosses the kitchen until he comes up behind your slumbering form, arms on either side of yours, his muscular being lightly pressing against your arched back as his chin rests on your shoulder that allows his cheek to brush yours. “…dumbass, you can’t just go falling asleep in positions like this, you’ll only wreck your back…” he whispers softly so as not to wake you while his expression becomes tender.

Ruby red eyes that you’ve always admired drift from your being to the still somewhat steaming mugs that were before you. It’d be a shame to let your hard work get too cold and ruin whatever it was inside that mug. One of his hands slowly brings it closer. Looked harmless enough to the Pro Hero as he regards it with a slightly narrowed gaze. With a shrug, he raises it to his lips…

You wake just in time to see his eyes widen as the liquid touches his tongue and your jaw drops when he doesn’t hesitate to chug the rest down in a series of loud swallows, a faint blush appearing in your cheeks as you watch his Adam’s apple bob with each mouthful of the beverage slip down his throat.

A loud slam fills the kitchen when his hand brings the now empty mug down with a satisfied smirk raising his lips, a bright red flush across his cheeks. “Damn, that’s some good shit right there, firecracker!” He proclaims with a near whistle-like exhale coming from his pursed lips. Around your being wraps his muscular arms as he lifts you from the barstool to hug you tightly, his face burying into your shoulder. “Tell me there’s more! I gotta have more of that stuff!”

You don’t even protest when he swipes your own mug and downs it within a single gulp. “I take it you like it?”

“I fucking love this stuff!” His ruby eyes are practically as blazing as his now reddened face, the chill now long gone from his bones. “Show me how you made it?”

How could you say no?

Fumikage Tokoyami

Snow crunches beneath your boots as you walk along the sidewalk, gazing up at the glittering holiday lights that twinkle and shimmer brilliantly. The park was abuzz with people ice skating on the nearby ponds as vendors serving snacks or beverages ranging from popcorn to coffee to help keep everyone warm from the cold. A glance at your phone revealed that the time for your meet with him was at hand yet there was no sign of him anywhere.

“There you are!”

A surprised yelp rises up your throat when Dark Shadow suddenly sweep you up from behind and takes you into the air, suspending you a few inches from the ground as he nuzzles and coos softly into your being. “Not like I was hiding or anything!” You giggle, rubbing the top of the shadow creature’s head. “Am I late?”

“Nope! Right on time!” Dark Shadow grins as he gently places you back down on the ground. “Let’s go!”

“Where?”

The answer came in the form of you finding yourself seated on a sled with Dark Shadow pulling it like a happy little shadow-bird-creature who swiftly moves across the snow covered terrain. Over some drifts, through a garden, even over a bridge of the nearby creek he carried you. Only when a lit gazebo comes into view does he screech to a halt that allows the sled to drift to a stop in front of the stairs. There were curtained lights draped over the gazebo to give it a mystical feel of mystery as Dark Shadow vanishes.

Guess you were supposed to venture inside.

Crunching of snow gives way to the creak of wood as you stomp the snow from your boots and slip between the parts of the curtains.

Waiting for you is a warmer environment complete with plush pillows, a table surrounded by a blanket, and a patiently waiting Fumikage who smiles faintly when see you. “Welcome, angel, I hope Dark Shadow was gentle in his journey to bring you here.” Dressed in a red, slim fit sweater and black stained jeans that matches his bird-like features, he was truly a sight to behold. “Come. Sit, please.”

Shedding your boots and coat took less than a second and you were soon seated across from him with a blissful smile and sigh when finding the cushion super plush beneath you. “Fumikage, this is amazing! Did you set all this up?”

“Indeed.” He answers simply with a tilt of his head. “All for you, my angel.”

“This was super sweet of you. I feel a bit spoiled, if I’m to be honest.”

“As you should be considering the season.” A wrapped box appears from the side, wrapped neatly in black velvet and red satin ribbon. He slips it across the table with a serious expression. “For you.”

It was your turn to tilt your head as you brought the box closer. So perfectly wrapped, it would be a shame to ruin it by opening the parcel, yet he gave an encouraging nod when you hesitated. Whatever inside must be important. Your fingers remove the satin scarlet ribbon and carefully lift the lid. Upon a bed of black velvet are an assortments of what appeared to be… “Chocolates?”

“Not just any ordinary chocolates, angel, look closer.” He says softly.

They were unlike anything you’ve ever seen before; not Lindt based on the shapes, Ghirardelli were much smaller and flatter than these, Russel Stover had never smelled so nice. And the variety, decorations upon each were pristine, were unlike any you’ve seen in windows or displays. “Did you…make these?” Your jaw drops as he nods. “W-wow! These look good enough to sell in a store!”

A small smile lifts his beak. “I made sure to avoid all allergens, such as nuts and dairy, along with ensuring no cross contamination occurred as I prepared those for my family.”

“I didn’t know you were such a talented chocolatier.” An impressed smile raises your lips at his words.

“I wasn’t until you expressed how you had a difficulty in locating chocolates that would not affect your health.” Leaning over, he carefully selects one and lightly presses it to your lips.

Surprised by the bold move, you failed to offer any objection as he slips the decadent treat into your mouth and it practically melts across your tongue. Realization hits you at the taste. “A-are these all hot cocoa based chocolates?!”

“Indeed. You wore a fond expression when recalling the ones your mother used to make. I simply asked your family to help me recreate them and once the chocolates had passed their rigorous examinations, I have now presented them to you.” Fumikage’s carmine gaze was warm as they meet yours, the smile still raising his beak. “I deserve to be happy, my angel, and I hope I helped in some way.” A chuckle rises up his chest when you practically scramble over the table to tackle him in a tight embrace that makes the two of you fall backwards onto the pillows.

Shoto Todoroki

*there’s no officially written recipe that we follow but this is one of our favorites that we make every year!*

A thoughtful expression is on your face as you watch the blender turn on with the press of the button that makes the green liquid within churn. This was definitely unorthodox recipe to follow but, hey, you’ll try anything once. Hot cocoa mix, marshmallows, whipped cream, an empty tub of vanilla ice cream, some colorful straws, and a large dark brown bottle are strewn across the counter. Tradition didn’t call for a recipe card, nor did anyone in the family need it, the tongue was all that was necessary. Silence falls as the blender turn off with the press of your finger and take the chance to taste it via a spoon you kept nearby.

You turn with a smile when hearing his calm tone call your name, smacking your lips slightly when tasting the concoction. “Shoto! Welcome home! How’s the weather outside?”

Shoto Todoroki glances from you to the blender in curiosity, though his expression remained neutral. “It was fine. Patrol was uneventful.” His mismatched gaze meets yours. “I see you’ve been busy I see.”

“Mhm!” You nod eagerly while tossing the spoon into the sink where it clatters for a few seconds. “And its ready!”

With care, you tip the contents of the blender into two prepared steins lined with chocolate syrup until they are about two inches from being filled completely. That’s where the whipped cream and marshmallows come in! Around and around you moved the can of whipped topping until neat mountains of white top each stein that are soon joined by marshmallows and even a few sprinkles before slipping striped straws into both. “Voila! I present to you: Boozy Grinch’s Toboggan Cocoa Slush!”

His brows rise slightly. “Bless you?” The duo quirk user accepts the stein you hand him, regarding the strange titled green substance from every angle. It seemed harmless enough, even seemed a bit picturesque, tempting him to take a picture of it just for memory sake. That wasn’t necessary though. You could always make it again. “Do I drink it in one go or nurse it?”

“I’d be surprised if you could down it in a single gulp.” A laugh bubbles up your throat as you watch him. “It’s just ice cream, chocolate syrup, Irish Cream liquor, hot cocoa mix, milk, ice, and a few drops of green food coloring. We can always swap the vanilla ice cream for mint chocolate ice cream or add peanut butter, like my dad did, if you’d like that more for next time.” Picking up your own stein, you tap it against his with a smile. “Cheers!”

He followed your example and took a few sips from the straw. Those mismatched eyes widen beyond what you though possible as his lips part from the drinking utensil. Silence weighed heavily as you anxiously awaited for his verdict. For several moments you thought he was going to politely place it off to the side then say some words to either spare your feelings or shoot down your hopes of hearing if he liked it or not.

Your brows furrow when his lips wrap around the straw again.

Bit by bit, the beverage disappears up the straw and down his throat with bobs of his Adam’s Apple accompanied by audible swallows.

Then your brows rise when every last drop of the special drink, whipped cream included, vanished between his lips. “S-Shoto, did you just…”

“Is there more, love?”

A purse of your lips allows a “pffftt” to sound as you exhale. “You might want to slow down since the Irish Cream contains alcohol.”

All he does is hold out the stein again with hopeful eyes and a slight hiccup.

Eijiro Kirishima

“Just trust me! I’ve never steered you wrong before!” He assures while leading you by the large, calloused hand that dwarfed yours. It never ceased to amaze you of just how burly and much bigger he was than you. Never has it bothered you, in fact it was one of the things you’ve come to admire and love about him, that and his equally big heart. “Come on, you won’t regret this!” The Pro Hero with long, red hair laughs heartily as he uses his other hand to cover your eyes.

“Okay, okay! I’m coming! Just don’t lead me off the edge of a cliff or nothin’, ‘kay?” You chuckle lowly to yourself though it seemed a bit nervous.

“I’m not Bakugo or Kaminari, this is me we are talking about! You know me better than to think I’d ever do such a thing.” Comes his assurance in the form of a squeeze to his left hand that holds yours still.

Excitement bubbled within your veins as he places you upon the couch and then hear his footsteps hurry to stand opposite of the coffee table so you were across from him. “Okay! Open sesame!”

Your eyes blink for several seconds when they appear from behind your hand that he’d replaced with his own so he could move away.

Arranged upon the coffee table, atop of a mistletoe themed tablecloth, you have laid out several dishes of condiments; sprinkles, cans of whipped cream, candy canes, unwrapped bars of various flavored chocolates, different shaped or types of marshmallows, powdered sugar, silly straws, and even some drizzle syrups! A string of twinkling lights is woven among the dishes, casting the room and yourselves in their shifting sparkles. On the television is the crackling fireplace channel to help bring an extra level of coziness.

“Tada!” He says with flare, the bright grin that always threatened to rob the heart right out of your chest appearing upon his face. Upon his being is a reindeer fashioned onesie complete with a hood adorned with plush antlers and a pattern of silver bells around the wrists and ankles. It’s clearly too small for Eijiro Kirishima’s built and muscular being but odds were that was the only size the store had on hand. The sight of him wearing it though was almost for you to take!

And, boy, does your heart explode with affection, and laughter, for this man when he reveals that there is a butt flap with pride that has a fluffy little deer tail upon it!

“Eijiro, is this a Hot Cocoa Bar date?” You ask hoarsely from around the tangled ball of emotion in your throat.

“That’s right, pebble! I got all this just for you!” The couch creaks as he moves around then plops down upon the cushion, making you bounce, before his muscular arms wrap around you lovingly. “I’d never forget how much you love the holidays so of course I pulled out all the stops for our special date night!” One of his digits gently presses against your lips when they part. “I know it was your turn to plan it out, but I couldn’t resist! I had to do this for you, baby shark, so no ‘ifs’ ‘ands’ or ‘buts’ about it!”

Touched, you could only watch as he carefully, and precisely, prepares the first mug of cocoa just how you liked before placing it between your hands. The blanket that’s always been your favorite, not too fluffy but also not too light, is wrapped around your shoulders before he draws you close by the waist. You could smell your favorite cologne on him that he only saved for dates like tonight when he knew cuddles, or more, would occur, knowing full well that the scent would help you relax.

Keigo Takami

Just as you predicted, you found the Winged Hero upon the rooftop overlooking the twinkling city below. You could’ve tried to be silent but it wouldn’t have accomplished anything so you allowed the access door to close behind you with enough sound to announce your arrival. The chilly winter breeze makes your breaths come out in clouds as you approach him. “Hey.”

Amber eyes shift from the scene before him to the corner of his eyes as you come to a stop beside where he sat with wings outstretched so he could better feel the wind and vibrations. The crimson feathers were fully splayed so as to maximize their sensory range and sensitivity. They never ceased to amaze you in size or brilliance in color. “Hey, kid. What brings you up here of all places?” There was a tone of indifference in his voice, it honestly almost sounded bored, yet you’ve known him long enough than to believe that’s how he truly felt.

“Thought I would bring you a little something since you got the night patrol shift tonight.”

He blinks when you offer him a thermos. A chuckle sounds from Keigo Takami regards it with half-hopeful half-disappointed gaze. “Can’t tonight, kid, gotta stay sharp tonight.”

Rolling your eyes, a smile lifting your lips, you unscrew the lid and pour the steaming liquid before offering it to him. “It’s not alcohol, though I was tempted.”

His gloved hand carefully accepts it, regarding it with slightly widened eyes and an expression of interest as his senses are filled with the scent of melted chocolate. “What is it?”

“It’s not gonna dampen your senses, it’ll give you a bit of energy, and provide you something warm to drink while you’re on patrol.”

The explanation was simple, straightforward, practical, even a bit personal since he’d confessed to have never tried the classic cold season beverage. And that had blown your mind. Then again, considering his backstory, it shouldn’t have been a huge surprise.

“Just try it.” You gently encourage with a smile, trying not to laugh at the near childlike innocence he exhibited.

The eyes beneath the visor narrow then widen as he takes a hesitant sip then downs the whole cap in one fell gulp. His wings puff at the sudden flood of heat to his system, making them appear especially fluffy, as they shiver and tremble as he seems to greedily lick his lips for several seconds. “What is it?”

A giggle rises up your throat unable to resist the urge to made a bird pun. “That, Polly, is hot cocoa with a bit of coffee. Just don’t drink the whole thing in one go because then you’ll be up for the few days. Pace yourself, you hear me?” You playfully nudge him with your shoulder.

“This is some good stuff.” He practically coos, breaking into a smile. “What’s in it?”

“Bit of cream, melted chocolate, baking cocoa, some marshmallows… You can put anything in it from candy canes to cinnamon but I like a hint of RumChata.” You held up your hands when his head snaps in your direction. “Easy! The hot temperature pretty much cancels out the alcohol in it so all that’s left is the flavor. You’ll remain completely sober while you’re on duty.”

Its not for several seconds that his expression finally relaxes. “You made this just for me?”

A faint blush enters your cheeks when looking out at the city below, shivering as the cold wind blows by. “Couldn’t have you freezing your ass off in this cold.”

Up your throat rises a gasp when warmth surrounded you courtesy of a large, crimson wing that wraps around your form, shielding you from both the cold and icy wind. The feathers are soft and teasing as they brush your chilled cheeks and the tips of your ears but there is underlying care beneath their touches. Their warmth was infectious, easing the chill from your bones as you can’t resist the temptation to lean into him. Your being meets his side, the wing tucking you protectively against him when another breeze sweeps past.

“Thanks, baby bird…” His breath that lingers with the scent of the hot cocoa wafts your senses as his chin rests atop of your head.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS 🎁 MERRY CHRISTMAS 🎄 HAPPY CHRISTMAS 🪔 HAPPY HANUKKAH!!!!!

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