Ben Mason x reader {Ba Humbug}

{Because mistletoe clichés totally aren’t overrated….right?}

“C’mon Benji, where’s your holiday cheer?!” you say in an annoyingly cheerful voice, jumping in front of Ben and turning around to walk backwards in front of him.

Ben sighs and stops walking to look at you “(Y/n) just because it’s snowing doesn’t mean it’s Christmas or even the Christmas season. We have no clue what the date actually is and it wouldn’t matter anyway, we have the Espheni to worry about.”

You click your tongue making a noise of disdain “Who sucked your holiday spirit through a straw?” you say wrapping your arms around his waist and setting your head on his shoulder, something that almost always gets him flustered.

Ben stopped in his tracks, looking at you from the corner of his eye and sighed, relaxing slightly at your touch and huffing.

“Hey (Y/n)! hey Ben!” looking up to where the voice came from you smile seeing Matt run up to the two of you, excited to tell you and Ben about some thing or another
Ben’s attention lingers on you for a moment longer, "(Y/n) even if there was Santa Claus he surely would’ve been killed by the aliens by now.“ he said crossing his arms

you quickly push away from Ben making him stumble forward "Benjamin middle name Mason!” you gasp, slapping your hands to cover Matt’s ears “how dare you! Santa is in the north pole, fine as ever.” you glare, gritting your teeth at him.

“(Y/n), I know there’s no such thing as Santa, you know that right?” Matt says while pulling one of your hands away from his ear “Also doing that doesn’t block out sound”

You turn to Ben and angrily punch his arm making him yelp “You did this didn’t you?” you narrowed your eyes scowling at him

Ben just rolls his eyes, rubbing his now sore arm as you turn back to Matt “Don’t listen to anything your Scrooge of a brother says Matty, Santa is real. He’s just staying in his workshop away from ET’s feral cousins” you say while giving Ben a warning glare, sticking your tongue out at him and pulling Matt away from the old grouch.

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“(Y/n)!” you hear Ben shout, not sounding too happy. You look up smiling to yourself to see him quickly making his way over to you, an annoyed look gracing his features. You grin as he reaches you “Morning Benji, how’d ya sleep?”

he huffs “(Y/n) why exactly did you take all my shirts and leave only this ugly sweater?” Ben says exasperated while tugging at the edges of the colorful wool material of said garment

“Why do you think it was me?” you ask giving him your best innocent yet offended look which didn’t last long before you laughed at how well his grouchy face with his sweater looked like he should be the angry teen for a family Christmas photo “Fine, fine,” you chuckle crossing your arms giving him a heart melting smile "I couldn’t find any ugly Christmas sweaters on my run, so I just brought you the ugliest sweater I could find. You’ll get your shirts back later" you shrugged causing him to groan

“(Y/n) how long are you going to go on with this Christmas deal anyway?”

You smirk at him, holstering your gun on your hip before standing up “Hmm” you tap your chin with your forefinger, doing your ‘thinking face’  "until you give me a real cheerful holiday happy smile. Or until I’m satisfied with it.“

Ben groaned knowing how stubborn you can be "Can I at least have my normal clothes back before then?” he called after you as you walked away

“I’m serious (Y/n), this sweater is really itchy!” you were too stubborn for his own good.

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“Ben! Benji! Bengal kitty! middle Mason! BeN!” you shout running towards said boy.

Ben turns wondering what’s the matter, his hand instinctively going to the strap of his gun, only to see you happily coming towards him with something dangling from your hand.

Seeing you’re not in danger he smiles when you come to a stop in front of him, panting from our run. “Ben! look what I found” you straighten up, holding the clump of green leaves right in front of his face.

Ben furrows his brows stepping back to see it "Is that?“

"Mistletoe!” you exclaim nodding your head in confirmation. You take a step closer to him “And, you know what that means” you lift the plant over his and your head and dangle it above him “Merry Christmas tradition!” you shout before wrapping your free arm around his shoulder pulling him against you, giddily pressing your lips to his in a longish kiss against his soft lips, his hands hesitantly resting on your hips

You pull back slowly watching his expression before he slowly opens his eyes “Well Benji” you smile at the dazed look on his face, rubbing your nose lightly against his “ are you still in such a Ba humbug mood?”

He look at you with slightly widening eyes, as if just realizing what you did, surprised at your burst of a kiss. “I’ll be in whatever mood you want if you do that again” he said still in a daze making you laugh.

“Will do Benji, will do. By the way, you look good in ugly sweaters” you wink before pulling him away towards your tent, Ben trailing behind you looking like a giddy puppy.

 

{Another note, do I get Ben’s character right at all? I think I really screw him up}


@writingsofawaywardnerd

Christmas Miracle {10k x reader}

You were curled in the back of the pickup truck next to 10k, the frigid winter air making causing you to shiver and pull your coat tighter around you. A wool blanket thrown carelessly over your laps, resting your head on his shoulder and watching the snow start to fall, swirling around and whipping through the cool air.

Humming, you maneuver your head to rest your chin on his shoulder looking up at him and admiring his features, his nose and cheeks were a rosy red from the cold making him look a bit like a blushing Rudolph. The cold didn’t seem to bother 10k much though as he watched out for passing Z’s, his trusty rifle propped up against his thigh.

A small clump of snowflakes lands directly on the tip of 10k’s nose, making his face scrunch up, his eyes cross to look at the attacking snow. You chuckle at the face he makes and wrap the blanket tighter around you, a shiver running down your spine.
The cold metal on the back of the trucks cab against you doesn’t do much for warmth "I really wish I had some hot coco right now, it’s freezing.“

10k turned his attention to you, looking down with a small smile tugging at his lips when he sees cozily you snuggled up to his side.

You can’t help but notice that the rosy color of his cheeks made him look even cuter, if possible. You reached up, tugging his scarf up to cover his neck better. 10k smiled to himself watching you, he always felt special when you’d give him a little extra attention like that, made him feel fuzzy inside and he just couldn’t understand.

Oblivious to 10k’s staring you finish fixing his scarf and tap his redish nose, making him go cross eyed once again, before watching you and tuck your cold hands back under the blanket.

"It’s been so long since I was able to celebrate the holiday properly.” you huff, watching your breath swirl out “What was your favorite part about the holidays Tommy?” you ask looking up at him

10k focuses on readjusting his fingerless gloves a little, thinking about it for a moment “Probably picking out a Christmas tree with Pa and bringing it home.” he says in a wistful tone before looking back at you and grinning “That and Ma’s cooking, you would’ve loved it”

10k loved his new family (minus Murphy of course), but being with his family is something he’d always miss.
He sighed looking at the overcasted skies, he’d always thought everything looked pretty covered in snow, but without somewhere warm the stay he wish he could forgo the winter weather. He also recalled  the memories of curling up in front of the fireplace and listening to Pa tell stories, it was probably one of his favorite things about winter. He wouldn’t want to go back and leave you though, even if he could.

You’re his best friend and mean more than life to him, resting his head back against the window he smiles, Ma would’ve loved to meet you.

You yawned, resting your head on 10k’s shoulder once again, taking him out of his thoughts "Tell me about your Christmas’s Tommy? I bet they were wonderful" you said sleepily while wrapping your arm around his torso, nuzzling against his arm.

Smiling down at your half asleep form, 10k hesitantly wrapped one of his arms around your shoulder “Well,” he started, shuffling slightly into a more comfortable position "we’d always have a nice tree, and Ma would get up early and make us a real big feast…“

{Time skip because you fell asleep listening to Tommy’s story telling, how rude tsk tsk}

Waking up from your little nap do to the truck stopping you stretch in the bed of the truck looking around at the scenery while Murphy finished his business on one of your millionth stops. If he didn’t take so many bathroom breaks you’d probably have reached California a month ago and not be freezing your asses off in wherever this is.

Looking around the sky, what you could see of it through the clouds, was already starting to turn dark even though it probably wasn’t very late yet, the grass was starting to lose it’s color and turn yellow, leaves falling from trees but at least the snow hadn’t stuck to the ground yet.

Your gaze shifted from the sky to the tree line, eyes widening seeing some familiar looking clumps of green hanging on a tree, it couldn’t be. Could it? I mean, what are the odds. But nevertheless you jump out of the truck and  run over to the shortest tree, glancing up to see small white berries n the leaves. Sure enough it is.

You pull out your pocket knife, flicking it open and tug down the lowest branch (or climb the tree, I don’t know what size trees they grow on…) and cut off a small clump of the plant, grinning to yourself and stuffing it in your satchel before jogging back towards the truck. Your luck was amazing today.

Hopping back in the bed of the truck when you hear Warren shout that it’s time to move out. You sit against the opposite side as 10k, "Look what I found!” you exclaim happily before pulling out the mistletoe to show him, putting it in the palm of your hand

“What that?” he asked looking at the plant like a confused puppy, you can barely stop yourself from letting out an ‘awwww’ at the sight

Pushing your thoughts of his adorableness to the back of your mind for later, you hold up the plant for him to see better “10k, it’s mistletoe”

But that didn’t seem to help him very much, he still stared at it, his head cocked like a curious pup “10k you do know what mistletoe is right?” you asked him, there was no way he didn’t know about mistletoe, is there?“

You laugh when he shakes his head no, this’ll be fun "It’s a Christmas plant, you hang it in doorways and stuff and whoever stands under it together has to kiss” he furrows his brows looking at the plant “Why?”

You set the plant down back in your bag for safe keeping “Well, it’s tradition” you shrug your shoulders, now actually wondering why people kiss under mistletoes yourself.
You’ll have to ask Addy about it later, you decide.

{Time skip brought to you by talking Aliens and sasquatches with 10k}

taking a deep breath of the cool wintery air you nudge 10k’s shoulder, who still had a watchful eye out for any z’s you might drive past “Hey 10k?” you say getting his attention before holding the small clump of mistletoe above the two of you

“Merry whatever day it is 10k” you tug his shirt making his chapped lips crash into yours, surprising him and momentarily leaving him stunned before his mind clicks at what’s happening and gently returning your kiss. 10k lets out a little wine as you pull away before opening his eyes

“I like mistletoe” he says breathlessly making you laugh, “Me too, Tommy” you whisper leaning in smiling to kiss him again

“It’s a Christmas miracle!” Doc shouted starring at the still lip-locked pair as the snow began to fall and get stuck in their hair making the scene even more Christmas like. Addy leaned against the seats watching out the back window “Well aren’t they just adorable” she cooed happily

“Well yippee. Can we get going now? mission to save the human race and all that jazz” Murphy grumbled turning around in his seat so he didn’t have to watch the happy love birds.


@writingsofawaywardnerd

Reindeer

{Weird ass Christmas special I thought up at 3am, please don’t judge, Merry Christmas to all who celebrate it, and to all a Goodnight!}

“Well, I think everything’s set.” you say looking around and placing the festive plate with decorated cookies on the table in front of the fireplace.

The Christmas tree was all decorated, garland hung, everything festive with the fireplace giving the room a warm glow.

Your Parent(s) had taken your older sibling(s) (or dog in it’s fancy Christmas time suit) to see the neighbors to see the decorations and visit. Leaving you to put make sure your younger sibling(s) stayed in bed and put out the cookies for Santa.

Tired from a long day of finishing up all the holiday preparations, and getting everything ready. You were eager to finish up and get to bed yourself. After you’d put the cookies out and made sure the door way locked, unplugging the Christmas tree treelights and all but the the porch light, you checked to make sure the door was locked (your parent(s) better have taken their keys…) and went upstairs to wash up and head to bed.

~Time skip brought to you by Leo Valdez, aka Santa’s part time Latino elf~

You groaned sleepily unsure why you were awake(ish), squinting your eyes rolling over in your bed to see your clock reading [2:57am].

You groaned again. Why were you up this early, you turned away from your clock to go back to sleep.
A loud creaking sound on the roof causes your eyes to shoot open, the creaking soon followed by three more similar creaks.

Listening intently you wait for a moment, silence.
Then,

*WUMP*

Listening carefully you start to here an unfamiliar voice quietly singing ‘Jingle bells’ down stairs. As quietly as possible you open the door and exit your room, cautiously going downstairs, trying not to make any sound.

slowing making your wake down the staircase and peaking around the corner-*creeeak* his eyes shoot up and look at you ‘dammit’ you curse under your breath silently, thinking to ‘of all the times to forget the creaking step’

You look up to see the Christmas tree was plugged in again giving the room a cheerful glow, the stranger standing beside your tree, a large smile plastered on his face watching in your direction accompanied by a small wave

Hesitantly you step out of the stairway to see the boy better “Uh…who’re you?”

“I’m Blitzen!” he ‘whisper’ shouted cheerful and threw another small box under the tree

You took a few steps closer to see what he was doing near your tree “Like… the reindeer..?” You asked confused and still groggy from sleep, maybe this is just a dream. A really weird dream.

“Exactly like the reindeer!” he gave a joyous laugh" That’s who I am after all"

“You’re the reindeer? you’re a boy.” you said shaking your head at him, this dream is a little too weird for you.

“Well duh. I’m one good of ol’ Santy’s reindeer. Like my siblings! Dasher and Dancer and Prancer an-”
You cut him off, waving your hand “I know who Santa’s reindeer are, but they’re reindeer and you” you pointed at him “are a boy,” crossing your arms you furrowed your brows watching him walk over to the platter of cookies left for Santa

The boy-Blitzen laughed lightly as he took a cookie off the platter.

“You know how Santa has his reindeer fly his sleigh and help him deliver presents, yea?”

You nodded slowly, “Everyone knows that, why?” not quite understanding where he was going with this “

"Weeellll, Santa needs a bit more help than just flyin’ an old sleigh. And the more kids, the more presents to make! Sooo with a little pinch of magic us ‘reindeers’ are like this.” he motioned to himself  “And pretty much we do all the work, we help the elves make the toys. Some of those little guys are ridiculous, I mean, who needs Christmas colored owl eggs in their stockings, right? those dudes’ve been hanging out with the old bunny way too much. Ooh! cinnamon!” He says exanimating another cookie to take and sticking it in his mouth, smiling in approval at the taste.

You nod slowly, trying to comprehend what the boy-deer was saying not that any of it made sense any way. 

“old guy tells us what to take where, we pull the sleigh, in deer form of course” he says he says ‘course’ in an exaggerated tone with an eye roll but still keeping his overly cheerful tone and spinning around, giving you a small playful wink.

“So we make some toys, go all fancy deer and pull the sleigh, then take orders from the big guy and drop presents like these bad boys” he pulls out another, smaller gift, and twirls it in the air before handing it gingerly to you

“For you, (mademoiselle/monsieur)” he turned back to the tree, rummaging around in his bag and pulling out certain gifts to set underneath the branches"

“So, you’re the real Santa’s helpers?” you ask, still a bit confused while examining the golden wrapped box in your hand

he nods putting a bigger box under the tree
“So yea, we take the gifts wherever they’re meant to be. I mean, he does some stuff too, like making lists and checking them, and delivers some gifts me-I mean we, the ‘reindeers’ do it too, pretty awesome eh?”

“Well my deer, hehe, see what I did there? ‘deer’? ah well” he hefted his sack of gifts over his shoulder “I must be going, thank you for the delicious cookies you made and may you have a wonderful Christmas.” he smiles happily at the tree, bending down to tilt one of the gifts to a slightly different angle.

He looked up above you and his soft smile turned into a joyful grin “oh, ho ho ho, and what is this?” you looked up following his gaze to see a little green and red plant “A reindeer must obey holiday traditions!”
your eyes widened “Oh wait- no,” you backed up from it shaking your head “that isn’t-”

the boy-Blitzen quickly stepped forward and placed a chaste kiss on your lips grinning at you again “Merry Christmas (Y/n)!” he stopped for a moment, putting his gloved finger on his chin thinking then looking back at you and leaned down and-LICKED YOUR CHEEK?

“Ew!” you gasped rubbing his saliva off and glaring at him and wanting an explanation.
He shrugged innocently before going to enter the chimney, only giving you a cheeky grin “Well I am a reindeer still, as you know”

And with one last wink, he was gone. Leaving you standing in your living room with a special present signed -Blitzen  wondering how much of this you’ll remember by morning


Some monsters just want to be loved~