#would be in costume so that helps. I think to be fully comfortable I'd need light modifications to make my face look different. which isn't

[buckmecaptain]

Distraction on Halloween

Bucky Barnes is stuck at a Tony Stark Halloween party, annoyed and bored.  What he needs is a little distraction.

Bucky Barnes X OC, Steve Rogers

Mentions of Sam Wilson, Maria Hill, Tony Stark, Sharon Carter

Picture is not mine.  Neither are the MCU characters. 

This was supposed to be a drabble, turned into a one-shot.  Kinda.  I wrote this in an hour, so I’m sure it’s full of mistakes.

WARNINGS:  Blood, Unprotected Sex (Wrap it before you tap it!), Supernatural beings, Alcohol consumption, Naughty words, Smut,  Bucky’s huge dong 

Another holiday, another Stark Party. Bucky huffed and rolled his eyes, annoyed at the mostly-drunk costumed revelers who were networking and jockeying for the best selfie positions.  Leaning an elbow on the bar, he nursed his whiskey and watched the various Avengers scattered around the room.  

He couldn't help but chuckle at Steve and Sam, who were dressed as Han Solo and Lando Calrissian, respectively, and Sharon Carter and Maria Hill, who were both dressed as Princess Leia and pretending - maybe - to swoon over them.  His thoughts were interrupted by a voice coming from a couple of spots away.

“Ginger ale, please.  Plenty of ice.”

A little shiver ran up his spine, like cold fingertips spider-walking on his back.  He side-eyed the speaker, who was not looking in his direction.  She was tall, stacked, in a floor-length long-sleeved black dress that showed astonishing cleavage.  Long night-black hair and pale skin, blood-red lips, and incredible dark lashes almost completed an enticing picture.  He desperately wanted to see her eyes.

Oh, why the hell not?  It's a party, it's Halloween...  He turned his head toward her only slightly. "Designated driver?"  he asked.

The barest hint of a smile pulled at the corner of her lips and she toyed with the straw in her drink. “Something like that.”  She didn't look at him.  “You're not mingling.”

“Not really my thing.”

She sipped her ginger ale.  “Oh?  I would have thought otherwise.  There's an angel and a French maid at your seven o'clock who are absolutely ready to, um, mingle with you, Luke Skywalker.”  This time she smirked, but still didn't look over at him.

He'd been well aware of the inebriated giggling twosome and had been ignoring them for at least twenty minutes.  Their voices were grating on his nerves.  “Also not my thing.  Things, whatever,” he shrugged.

She hummed.  "Well, too bad.  That was a sure way to get to put your lightsaber to good use."  She turned away.  "See ya around."

He couldn't stop himself from turning to watch her go.  Eventually, he lost her in the crowd due to constant interruptions from party guests and was growing more frustrated by the minute.  Deciding fresh air was the cure for his malady, he ducked down the caterer's entrance and stepped out onto a balcony.

The late October air was crisp and bracing, and he pulled in a lung full.

“Did all those drunk fools take your breath away, Sergeant?”

Bucky whipped his head around to see his mystery girl perched on the balcony's handrail, the hip-high slit in her dress revealing her long shapely legs, crossed and swaying slowly in the night breeze.  He snorted.  “More like sucked all the air out of the room,” he leaned back against the rail and blatantly looked her up and down.  “What's your excuse, doll?”

She shrugged, not meeting his eyes, “So many people in one space.  Overwhelming.  This is better.”

He nodded.  “You're gonna get cold.”

“Maybe so,” she uncrossed her legs and stilled.  “Interested in coming over here to keep me warm?” This time she did look at him, and he was startled by how luminous her eyes were in the light of the full moon.  Oh yes, he was definitely interested.

Bucky sauntered over and leaned back on the rail beside her.  “Better now?”

She hummed an affirmative.  “Won't your friends miss you in there?”

“Nah, they know I'm not big on these shindigs,” he watched her carefully as he spoke, “I could go back to my quarters right now and they'd think nothing of it.”

“I see.”

He folded his arms over his chest. “'Course, it's kind of lonely up there.”

“Pity.  The night is so young and you look like you're just- just full of energy.”

“Honey, you have no idea.”

She leaned down and purred in his ear, “I'd like to get an idea.”

He shivered and turned his head, their lips meeting immediately.  At first, he was surprised to find hers to be as cold as the handrail on which she was perched, but when she opened her mouth to him and caressed his tongue with hers he found nothing but warmth.

The kiss quickly became heated, breathless moans filling the space, and he soon found himself standing between her legs with her fingers buried in his hair.  His hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer as she arched her back and wrapped her legs around him.

He pulled back, eyes darkened with desire, and pressed the tip of his erection  against her center. “Darlin', if you want to continue this we'd better go to my place,” his breath hitched as her lips found his throat, “or else we're gonna traumatize the catering staff.”

She nipped his neck and pulled back. He almost did a double-take at how wanton she looked; her eyes were dark and feline, parted lips bee-stung and still blood red, cheeks and chest flushed scarlet.  She was going to tear him apart and he was going to let her.

They'd barely made it to his bedroom when they came together again, hands, teeth, and mouths everywhere, grinding against each other in a frenzy.

“Too many clothes,” she complained, tugging on his costume tunic.

He stepped back far enough to tear off the outfit.  “You know who I am.  What's your name, sugar?”

“Elanor.  Call me 'Elle',” she replied simply as she tossed her heels aside and opened the clasp at the waist of her dress, letting it slip from her body and fall to the floor.

Bucky growled low in his throat when he saw her standing before him in nothing but a tiny pair of silky scarlet panties.  He stalked forward, predatory and beautiful in the low light, catching her as she jumped into his arms and wrapped around him.  They made their way to the bed and sank onto his slate gray comforter.  

He was everywhere at once, grinding his erection into her clothed center while nuzzling and massaging her full breasts as she moaned and writhed beneath him.  He suckled and flicked his tongue at her nipples, tasting, always tasting.  She squeezed her legs around him tightly and flexed, lifting them both off of the bed.

“Damn, doll, you're strong,” he chuckled and moved to cover her neck and shoulder with kisses.

She shoved her fingers into his hair and pulled his head up.  “Need you inside me.  Now.”

“Yes ma'am,” he purred, standing and shoving his boxers down and off.

Elle's eyes went wide at the sight of his engorged cock.  “You're very blessed, Sergeant.  Is all that for me?” she asked playfully as she raised her hips and slowly slid her panties over her bottom and halfway down her thighs.  She stopped there, toying with the delicate fabric.

Bucky's mouth watered and his cock twitched.  “Gonna tease me, sweetheart?  Might wanna be careful,” he warned, one corner of his mouth turning up as he took in her pinup-girl pose.

“Why, what are you gonna do, spank me?  It's not teasing if I fully intend to follow through.”  She shimmied out of the underwear and tossed them aside while he stood there transfixed by the gorgeous woman laid bare before him.

He made no move to approach.

“Now who's being a tease?” she pouted, knees parting.  She snaked a hand down to touch herself and sighed dramatically.  “Making me wait when I’ve already told you I want you.”

He lunged forward, landing between her legs and batting her hand away.  "Oh no, you don't.  That's my job," he rasped, replacing her hand with his and stroking her arousal-drenched folds.

Elle whimpered and moaned, grinding herself against his hand as she dug her nails into his biceps. “Sergeant, I need-”

“Patience, doll.”

She pulled his head down to her chest, arching into him when his lips and teeth claimed a nipple.  “Fuck yes.  Harder,” she demanded.

He increased the suction on her nipple and thrust two fingers deep into her entrance, his thumb circling her clit.  “Don't hold back.  Let me hear you,” he urged, pumping his fingers slowly but firmly in and out of her.

She clutched at the comforter as pleasure coursed through her, head thrown back, gasping, hips gyrating in time with his hand, maneuvering so his thumb made better contact.  Her hands flew to his face and pulled his mouth to hers.  “I want to ride you,” she declared against his lips, her tongue slipping into and out of his mouth, flicking, fucking.  "I want you to watch me take your cock."  She grasped his wrist, pulling his hand from her entrance and brought it toward his mouth.  

He automatically opened and sucked his fingers clean of her juices, moaning in appreciation.  “Taste so fuckin' good, doll.  Like Heaven.”

She laughed darkly and claimed his mouth with a clash of teeth and lip-bruising force.

Somehow in the middle of that kiss, Bucky ended up on his back with Elle straddling him.  She rocked her hips, rubbing her silky-slick center along his length, making him gasp and press harder against her.

“Doll, if you- you don't stop that it's gonna be over way too soon,” he choked out between moans.

“But it feels so good,” she reasoned, then pushed up onto her knees and grasped his cock. “Eyes on me, Sergeant,” she commanded, looking into his eyes.  Hers were almost completely black as she stroked the tip of him along her center, fully coating him in her arousal.

She needn't have asked; he couldn't look away.  His hands latched onto her hips as she eased down onto his length, moving achingly slowly inch by inch.  The feel of her hot, wet heat wrapping around him as he watched her take him in was almost too much and he had to bite his lip hard to keep himself from coming right then and there.

Once he was fully inside her, she moved her hips in small circles, her body sensually undulating above him, hypnotic and serpentine.  “Sergeant.. your cock feels so good.  So big.  Filling me up,  hit all- all the right spots,” her voice was wrecked, needy and raspy with her heavy breathing.  She trailed her hands over the planes of his stomach, scraping her nails lightly over his heated skin, as he shivered and bucked his hips.

She leaned forward, those perfect full breasts swaying tantalizingly close to his chest.  He couldn't stop himself from leaning up to capture a nipple in his teeth, teasing the taut peaks with the tip of his tongue.  He thrust up into her faster as she keened with pleasure.

Flexing her powerful thighs, she set her rhythm to match his power and speed, huffing out a breath each time his pelvis met hers.  Leaning down again as far as she could she pulled his head to hers, their lips meeting and parting, tongues sliding together wet and hot.  She moaned into his mouth, “So close.  Harder.”

He obliged, fingers digging into the soft curves of her ass, hips ratcheting up into hers, his breathing ragged.  His movements were growing uncoordinated – he was close as well -  and brought his hand over to rub her clit with his flesh thumb, bringing her over the edge.

When the orgasm hit, Elle raked her nails down his chest then arched her back, inner walls clamping down on his thrusting cock.  The angle and sensation sent shockwaves buzzing through his body.

Bucky thought he'd never seen a more beautiful, desirable woman, and he was about to tell her as much when her walls clenched him again and he came.  His eyes slammed shut as his senses overloaded and he missed seeing the dark, leathery wings that unfurled from his lover's back.

As her wings flexed she leaned down and kissed him hungrily, trailing open-mouthed kisses over his jaw to his neck, tongue tracing the pulse point, and sank her teeth into his skin. She licked the wound, immediately dulling the sting, and sucked.

He didn't care that she was marking him.  Caught up in the after-effects of the most intense orgasm he'd ever had, he didn't find it strange that he was seeing stars, brilliant colors, and feeling a strong pulling sensation from where her mouth was connected to his neck.

He was so lost in the resulting euphoria of this otherworldly climax he only partially came back to himself when Elle pulled away and sat on the edge of the bed, delicately wiping off the blood running from the corners of her mouth with her fingers.  She then licked them clean.

“I was right, you know.  Blessed.  You taste so good, like a fine brandy and cinnamon,” she complimented, smiling smugly.

Bucky was woozy as if he'd had a bit too much of Thor's infamous Asgardian liquor.  His head felt heavy, his tongue thick, mouth dry.  "Wow, doll, that was a helluva ride."  He flopped back onto his bed with a goofy grin on his face.

“Thank you, Sergeant.  I had a damn good time.  It should hold me over for a while.”  She winked at him as she clasped her dress and slipped on her heels.  “See you around.”  She stepped out onto his balcony and disappeared into the night.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

The super-soldier woke with a brutal headache the next morning.  His head was pounding and he was cold.

What the fuck?   His balcony door was open.  What the hell did he drink last night?  Had he been drugged?

He sat up and the pounding in his head intensified.

Wait.  That pounding was coming from the door.

He clutched his head and hollered, “What the hell do you want?”

The noise stopped and his door opened.

“Pal?  You okay?  It's eleven o'clock.  You missed breakfast.”

“Yeah, Steve, just one hell of a hangover.   Was Thor at the party last night?”

Steve tilted his head to the side, hands on his hips.  “Thor?  No, he's still off-world.”

Hissing out a long breath, Bucky lay back down.  "Fuckin' killer headache.  The bartender didn't have any of that Asgardian alcohol, did he?"

Concerned, his friend suggested they go to Medical and get him checked out, and Bucky agreed.

“I'll get you some clothes, Buck. Sit still for a minute,” Steve offered, handing him a water bottle.

Bucky took it gratefully and drained the entire contents.  “So damn thirsty.”

“Well, dehydration is the first sign of too much alcohol.  Maybe it's alcohol poisoning.  Maybe you just lost track of how much you had to drink?  Guess I should save the assumptions,” Steve rambled, suddenly standing stock-still. 

 “Hey, uh, Buck?  Did you have company last night?”

“Shit.  I don't remember.   If I did, she's not here now.”

Steve turned to him with a familiar pair of red silk panties hanging off of one finger.  “I'd say this is proof that something went on here last night,” he smirked.

“Wow, you'd think I'd for sure remember something like that.”  He tilted his head and squinted at the feminine garment.

Steve paled.  "Buck, I- I think we'd better, uh, get you to the medbay right now.  C'mon."  He stared at the side of his friend's neck and grabbed his arm, hauling Bucky to his feet.

“What the hell, man?”

Steve dragged him over to the dresser mirror and pointed.  There were two holes, spaced slightly apart and perfectly round, perforating his neck over the jugular vein.

The super-soldiers stared at each other in the mirror, both wide-eyed and slack-jawed.

"Holy shit," they said in unison and turned to the open balcony door.

#bucky barnes smut #halloween smut #bucky x oc #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfic #Bucky Barnes

[hateful1979]

loki finale ask (finally)

tbf i didn’t really go in blind because i am an internet addict. parts that were already spoiled for me include:

mobius doesnt know who loki is 😭

sylvie and loki kiss (why!) & she immediately transports him back to the tva. so presumably wasn't actually that romantic, just manipulative (still bad)

the multiverse gets created

kang is the one who remains

actually watching the episode taught me that:

kang created the tva is because he’s a genius egomaniac who wanted to keep himself safe from all the other genius egomaniac versions of himself (this totally works given his comic origins, he's dealt with many versions of himself, eg. immortus, but i have a lot more questions below)

sylki kiss was definitely not romantic. she tricked him so she could kill kang. (still not a good enough excuse smh)

my interpretation of their fight: neither loki nor sylvie, if they 100% knew that kang was telling the truth about the tva, would kill kang. sylvie told loki she was doing this because she thought he was lying. (not totally true to loki's characterization imo, i'd think that both loki and sylvie would rather deal with infinite kangs than give up on free will)

new mobius doesn't know who loki is not because the tva wiped his memories, but because this is a totally different version of mobius (unmined angst potential imo)

ravonna fights mobius, lets him live, and goes out in search of "free will", and may align with kang in the future, since ravonna in the comics is kang's wife. (curious to see what they do with her. i have Thoughts on her place in the whole religious allegory of the show i will explore in my wowki fanfic)

me overthinking things

if kang knows all why would he go through all this trouble to lead loki and sylvie here? he couldn't have done this in an easier, less heartbreaking way? his plan was so contrived :/

one question i've kinda pushed aside for the show is: what kind of time travel disruption would qualify for a nexus event? because technically any variation, no matter how small, should create a branch in the timeline, because 2 contradictory things can't happen in the same timeline at the same time. but now we might have a kind of answer: if kang founded the tva to avoid other versions of kang, he doesn't need to make sure there's 1 sacred timeline, he'd just need to make sure all the variations are so small that the infinite timelines are basically the same, so there's basically infinity copies of the same timeline in existence, thus averting multiversal war between egotistical kangs.

why was there that arbitrary barrier past which kang couldn't see? yeah, ✨suspense✨ and ✨plot✨, but it's arbitrary, and it really would've made no difference if he knew what happened to him. in fact i quite like the idea of kang walking into his own death.

thoughts that don't really fit on this list

the finale was awful. not just the sylki kiss & bad narrative choices or whatever. there was so much padding and exposition, jonathan majors's performance totally took me out of it (i doubt he's a bad actor, this episode didn't give him a good opportunity to shine), the writing was super slow and bad, this ep could have been slimmed down to like 15 minutes because not a lot actually happened.

natalie holt's music — both the titles (lokius!) and the actual tracks — slap so hard. probably the best soundtrack in the mcu other than black panther. she really gets the show

production & costume design of everything related to kang was amazing, felt very vast, old, and regal

sylvie is acutally a surprisingly well-realized woman character and i'm quite proud of the show for that. (unfortunately neither her nor b-15 are fully realized until they kiss each other which has not happened as of yet)

please watch this it has brought me great comfort

HIIII so happy u saw it <3

1. YEAH :’) that broke me .

2. IKR i am Not a Fan and yeah! it was a manipulative kiss so sylvie could get what she wants but there are so many other things they could’ve went with !!!!!

3 + 4. damn it sucks that u got spoiled for those but yeah that’s what new in the em c you !!

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1. yep! i don’t know much about his comic origins but from what i know it seems pretty in character

2. exactly!!!!!! and yeah it’s not a good enough excuse they could’ve gone with anything else !!!!

3. yeah !! i think both options (killing kang and fighting other versions of him / ruling the timeline) seemed pretty loki HJSKD but i feel like he’s gone through lots of character development through the show and i thought they would both go with killing kang but i guess not dhdjjfjd

4. yep and it hurts . so much .

5. yeah that makes sense !! and yeah i’m curious to see what they do with her, she felt kind of vague and didn’t have enough good motives to be a villain, so yeah i’m curious to see where her character goes !!!

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1. yeah his plan kinda backfired HJSJDJD but i guess it works for plot HJSKDKD

2.

that’s a lot of thinking to do but i think ur right !!

3. yeah ! i think that ✨suspense✨ was nice for a minute but him walking in to his own death seems way more fun

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1. yeah it was really,,,,,,, boring ? idk i wasn’t really interested yknow? there was a lot of talky talky (ha mobius reference am i cool) so yeah this ep could’ve been a Lot better but it is what it is i guess

2. YES !!! everyday i was up and think about the opening of ep 5 (was it ep 5? i think it was yeah) but anyway i could listen to the soundtrack for HOURS

3. YEAHH they made him really interesting so i’m excited to see him again !!!

4. YES i think that’s why so many people love her bc she was really well written and she didn’t turn out to be the whole “woman helps man to get what he wants” trope !!!! she actually got what she was going for in the end so yeah !!!! also so true manifesting sylvie and hunter b 15 kiss next season

5. HAAHHAHAHH i love that tysm my day is blessed

#ILYYY #u are so right in all of these #feel free to not read all that LMAOO i just said yes and rambled a lot #ANYWAY tyyy ilyy sorry this look so long #asks #tiger <3 #loki spoilers

[ellusquirk]

I don't know if you have any rules or not, I tried looking and didn't see anything (I'm on mobile) so I hope this request is okay! Could you do headcanons with Aizawa, Toshinori, and Fatgum and how they'd help/comfort their pro-hero s/o who has to deal with some sexist stuff regularly? Sadly, I'd imagine female pro heroes might have to deal with it sometimes when they're trying to make it big

block out the haters || headcanon - shota aizawa, toshinori yagi and fatgum

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a/n: in case you ever place a request again - no rules except: NO SMUT & NO CHARACTERXCHARACTER. if there’s a topic i don’t feel comfortable writing about, i’ll let you know when you’ve put the request in :) thank you for your support!

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shota aizawa

it infuriates him that you have to go through things like this. he knows you’re a fully capable woman and a phenomenal hero, and he wishes your hard work and dedication would get more notice! he knows male heroes who don’t work twice as hard as you but have better reputations, and he thinks its totally skewered.

he’ll tell you to ignore them, that the people who say that are all bark and no bite, which to be honest, they are. they’re not the type of people who would say it to your face for fear of being branded as a horrible person, or perhaps it’s because they’re too much of a wimp. their words are meaningless, idle chatter, and you definitely shouldn’t let it hurt you!

whenever he sees a sexist story about you, he makes sure to have it taken down as quickly as he possibly can. he’ll low-key threaten everyone who talks badly about his s/o, especially because it’s undeserved. you’re an amazing hero, and you certainly don’t deserve having your name slandered for no reason.

toshinori yagi

it really does anger him to see so many sexist comments about you in the media. he thinks it’s disgusting behaviour, and can’t understand why people are so willing to put down brave, selfless women such as yourself, who are just trying to protect the good in the world just the same as he is.

he’ll soothe you whenever it really gets to you, hold you close and press kisses to your head, tell you they’re just talking out of their behinds. they don’t know the real you, and they certainly don’t have any place to judge you - their words don’t matter, and you shouldn’t let them effect you. you’re a strong, powerful woman, who needs to show them who’s boss.

he’ll use his influence as all might to make sure no one talks badly against you again. at every opportunity he gets he’ll openly praise you too, and soon the headlines will be flourishing with praises about you rather than false rumours and sexist remarks. you deserve to be recognised for your achievements, not ridiculed for your costume choice.

fatgum (taishiro toyomitsu)

it frustrates him to no end when he hears all these rumours about you and sees all the sexist remarks about you in the headlines. you don’t deserve this kind of treatment at all. he’s seen you at your best, and at your worst, and your worst is a million times better than some other heroes’ best!

he’ll hug you tight and smother you with endless affection whenever you’re upset about it, whisper soothing words to you and feed you every comfort food in the book. he’ll remind you that you’re his gal and none of them know the true you, and that you’re a strong woman with or without the influence of men. he doesn’t want these empty words to upset you, so he makes sure you see that for every hateful remark you get, you get one hundred loving ones.

is definitely outspoken about it. whenever he gets interviewed by a news show and recognises them as one of the perpetrators, he calls them out on it. he’ll boldly tell them that they’re wrong for writing things like that about you, and sing his praises about you, making them swear to remove every hateful thing said about you from their network, because you’re a phenomenal hero who could very well be their only ticket to survival one day, so you deserve respect.

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written on 13/05/20. requests: OPEN.

#aizawa x reader #shota aizawa x reader #toshinori yagi x reader #all might x reader #fatgum x reader #taishiro toyomitsu x reader

[shinaus]

Hey, I'd like to request a matchup for bnha! I think you can describe me as a positiv, energetic and bubbly person. I'm rather mature for my age, but I do have a childish side - especially when I'm happy or angry. But I have to admit that I can be really negative and I do live in my head, always overthinking 🤔 quite contradicting, right? 😂 Oh and I love to draw, animes (duh), animal crossing and the color pink! I'd prefer a matchup with the UA students :) Btw I love your blog💕

for my hero academia i pair you with...

izuku midoriya!

i think the way that you describe yourself would really rub off on him and teach him to uplift himself more!

he would also want the same for you, so if you're ever overthinking he would be right there with you telling you how amazing he thinks you are

your personalities i think are very similar and would work well together, say if you were to ever be on a mission or patrol with him

also if you love to draw i feel like he would love that!!! we all know how he keeps all of his composition books on heroes, so i think he'd love that you have such a nice hobby

i deadass think he would give you his composition books sometimes and see what you add to them

so drawing heroes for him or helping make alterations to his costume

fully gushes about you to hatsume about how talented you are

a baby

would buy you cute little matching sketchbooks/notebooks 🥺

so when you guys hang out together you’re matching and he gets all happy and smiles to himself 

what a sweetheart

i also pin him as someone who would enjoy anime, ironically enough probably one along the same lines as bnha hehe

he clearly has a love for having protagonists who are saviours of the masses, so even like movie wise he would be a good person to watch that kind of thing with

also you'd no doubt get him into animal crossing, he would try so hard to impress you and find cool villagers to show off to you

even if he doesn’t play he would love to watch you do it, telling you how well you did at catching fish or decorating your house

he's just a very overall lovely boy, he would do anything to make sure that you're happy and feel like you're being well taken care of

even when he forgets to take care of himself he is very doting when it comes to other people, not to mention protective

so you best believe you go Anywhere together and you're being kept close by his side, there's always a hand in yours or arm around your waist

Always

he's also very observant, so even if you were doing your own thing he would always want to be near you

bet whenever the two of you hang out he's sat right next to you every time

nothing to invasive, just checking on you and making sure there's nothing more he can do in keeping you happy

it’s very good that you’re mature too, cause sometimes you do gotta be telling him to take it down a notch especially when it comes to training

midoriya be needing mommed a little but also loved on big time

bonus scenario

as there usually is every night when the sun starts to set, there’s a knock on your room door. of course not even a second passes before midoriya enters the room, smile wide and arms open to welcome you into them. as the two of you embrace, he tells you about his day - rambling like he again usually does. before he can continue any further, you stop him and ask if he wants to lie with you so the both of you can at least get comfortable if he continues.

he sits himself back against the headboard, carefully leading you to sit between his legs. reaching out to your bedside table, he passes you your switch so that you can at least have something to do while he goes on. telling you more about what he was up to while you two were apart, a finger on his free hand goes to trace small spaces onto your arm absentmindedly. 

afterwards, you end up showing him some new additions to your island and what work you had done in the same amount of time. the two of you are perfectly domestic, making up for lost time quicker than anyone you know. every so often he’ll plant kisses over the side of your face, never missing the opportunity to compliment you even when he starts to profusely blush.

the night soon comes to an end but you make no effort to separate, instead falling asleep in each others arms. he holds the back of your head carefully to keep you in a protective hold, even in his sleep making it clear that he would never let anything happen to you.

#shinaus asks #cute anons #1.5k event #matchups #izuku midoriya