HI!!! Can I request some A-class heroes? They need and deserve lots of love <3
Separately, Stinger, Lightning Max, Lightning Genji, and One Shotter (headcanons) with an S/O who’s often very cold, and ends up clinging onto them? Like, kinda hugging them from behind? If height matters, taller/around the same height as the tall ones would be fun, lol!
I hope you enjoy writing this one!!! I totally understand if you can’t really write these guys, feel free to swap them out instead if you can’t!!!
a/n; hello! Coming from someone who constantly has cold hands and feet, this was super cute and fun to write. Personally, I hardly know anything about these guys and only found crumbs of content of them, so I ended up kinda balling their personalities a little, sorry abt that 😢
STINGER
Stinger is the kind of person who matches someone’s energy with these types of things.
What I mean by that,, for instance if you’re someone who’s big on gift giving and gift him a lot of things, he’ll start sharing the sentiment just as much, if not even more.
It's more of an automatic response on his part
That being said, he LOVES your clinginess, and its gladly reciprocated.
Every time he hears you complain about how cold you are, he just automatically gravitates toward you so you can cling onto him, or he’ll beckon you into his embrace with his arms stretched out.
He always makes sure to wear warm jackets when you guys are together so he can hand it to you if you get cold.
He’s always expecting (anticipating) your back-hugs, and if a whole day goes by without you clinging onto him somehow(or perhaps he was busy that whole day and you both hardly spent time together), he’ll feel wrong.
Then he'll become the clingy one that night to make up for it.
LIGHTNING MAX
He too loves how clingy you are,
I can see him being into physical affection
He doesn't mind when you cling onto him spontaneously (if anything, it kinda makes him giddy). Unless he's lying down or doing nothing significant, he'll simply continue on with whatever he was busy with while you hold onto him.
He ALWAYS has a fuzzy blanket on standby in case you come to stick to him for warmth. When you do, he'll wordlessly and swiftly secure it around you (then envelopes you in a bear hug with a big ass grin cause he still loves being your personal heater)
If he feels like he's warm enough (if that makes sense) he'll sneak up on you and latch onto you in the pretense of 'cooling himself off'
ONE-SHOTTER
He's definitely not complaining.
He is concerned, though. Why are you cold all the time?? Maybe he should take you to a doctor?
Keeps extra gloves on him at all times, indoors and outdoors, lest your hands ever get cold.
He naturally and silently accommodates your clinginess. If you cling to his arm while walking, he'll slow his pace. If you curl up against him while he's sitting, he'll shift to ensure your comfort. So on and so forth.
He buys you a lottt of body-warming stuff. Heat packets, heavy blankets, socks, gloves, sweaters, etc.
LIGHTNING GENJI
the first few times you cling to him he’s a little, um, concerned? Confused? He’ll ask if you’re ok and when you explain your almost trivial predicament he kinda just accepts his fate, doesn’t ask or comment much.
it might seem like he isn’t big on the clinging but every-time you latch onto him, he feels like he’s one icy touch away from melting.
Most of the time when you cling on to him (in any way) he’ll drop whatever he’s doing so he can fully face you to wrap his arms around you in a tight hug, trying to get as much of his surface area on you.
Throws his sweaters and jackets at you like he’s got unlimited clothes.
Makes you a lot of hot soup and teas randomly, also makes sure you’ve eaten something every now and again so the cold isn’t as bad.
ouuuh okay yay!!! I hope this won’t be too difficult for you, but can I request Lightning Genji (One Punch Man) w an S/O who’s WAY taller than him and looooves to pick him up and swing him around? And once ever did he do it in public while Genji was on patrol because he was so excited to see him… anything is fine really !!!!
caught in the current.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ you have spent a lifetime learning restraint, but not with him. never with him.
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a.n ; sorry this took so long !!!! ive been swamped with school work ohgh my god and im so sorry if this is ass im not really happy with this but i hope this is still ok for you !! thank u for ur req :3c
absence made the heart reckless.
you werent the lightest on your feet. growing up, you often had new cuts and bruises daily, not because you were out fighting on the streets, but because you had such a bad depth perception that you couldnt even walk straight in your own home. you had tried ‘baby proofing’ your home, hiding wires where you couldn't trip over them, covering corners with some sort of foam, but it wasnt enough. you were sure you’d trip over air if you had the chance.
you had always been the kind of person who took up space—not just physically, but in the way you carried yourself, in the way your presence turned heads and commanded attention without effort. towering over most, you moved through life with an ease that belied your strength, a force of nature in your own right. you never quite learned restraint when it came to those you cared for, touch coming as naturally as breathing. and genji—unlucky, unwilling genji—had become your favorite subject.
your relationship with him was a paradox, a constant tug-of-war between his strict composure and your relentless affection. he was rigid, a soldier of discipline and control, while you were a storm of reckless love, sweeping him into the chaos of your orbit. he liked to pretend your presence didn’t shake him, that he was immune to the way you always found a way to pull him closer, but you knew better. despite the grumbles, despite the exasperated sighs, he never truly fought back. never truly told you no.
somewhere along the way, picking him up had stopped being a joke and simply became routine. it didn’t matter if he was standing, sitting, or mid-conversation—you had a way of finding his center of gravity, lifting him as if he weighed nothing at all. maybe it was the contrast that made it so addicting, the way he was lightning itself, yet in your grasp, he was grounded, weightless.
and two days away was two days too long.
you had never been good with distance, never good at holding yourself back. space, time, restraint—things you were meant to understand as a hero, yet failed miserably at when it came to the people you cared about. especially genji.
patience and self control were, and had always been, an unknown concept to you. you loved hard, loved to the point of irrationality. you always considered yourself an affectionate person, the kind of person who hugged too tight, who held onto hands for just a moment longer than normal, who never hesitated to reach out and touch others. but with genji, that affection was magnified by a thousand.
you knew you were probably too much. people would call you clingy, call you needy, say that you were taking up too much of his time. hell, you were pretty sure genji himself had called you all that plenty of times before.
he was a victim of such affections, against his will, being subjected to hugs that were so tight it was borderline claustrophobic, being hauled off of his feet without warning, being pulled close, forced to lay down his defenses and face the onslaught of affection that you bestowed upon him.
and he would grumble, argue, protest, but never truly deny you.
you really couldnt help yourself. it was as if there was a magnetic pull, from your hands, to his skin. you just had to have some form of contact with him, linking pinkies, shoulder brushes, hugs. lifting him into your lap, sitting next to him and finding a way to bring your thighs together, finding ways to get under his shirt, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind, burying your nose into his neck.
you loved to touch him. to hold him close. to pull him against your chest and bury your face against the slope of his neck, hands curled in the fabric of his shirt. you relished the way he stilled, frozen in your hold, face turned sharply away so that you couldn't see whatever expression marred his face.
and you were sure, if there was someone else in your life who loved you as dearly as he, who would let you touch him, hold him, love him as freely as genji did, that they too, would be subject to the affection. it just so happened that there was no one, and, you found, that you were quite alright with that.
the mission had been routine, a clean-up job in a neighboring city, nothing too strenuous. but what they failed to account for was your patience, or rather, your complete lack of it. the work was easy. the waiting, the stillness, the knowing that genji was out there, somewhere, while you were stuck in unfamiliar streets—that was unbearable. every second spent apart stretched unbearably long, twisting into something near-painful. you caught yourself checking your phone too often, rereading old messages as if they’d change, counting the hours until you could see him again.
and when that moment finally arrived, when you stepped foot back in your own city, it was like something inside you snapped back into place. all at once, the tension in your body loosened, that desperate, clawing feeling in your chest easing now that you were home. now that he was within reach.
you weren’t sure if it was the exhaustion of the mission or simply your natural impulsiveness, but the second you spotted him on patrol, all rational thought fled your mind. you had spent forty-eight hours away, forty-eight hours too many, and in your world, the only remedy was him in your arms, right where he belonged.
but the heart did not listen to reason. it did not heed restraint. it only knew longing, only knew the pull of affection too strong to ignore.
it only knew the path your feet took, driven by instinct rather than thought, closing the distance between you and him before you could even register the movement. and before you even realised it, your body moved on autopilot, a familiar pull guiding your footsteps through the unfamiliar territory. it was like there was an invisible force magnetising you towards genji. you didn't quite know when you had started walking, but within minutes, you found yourself cutting a path towards him, driven by pure instinct and a need to be reunited.
the city hummed around you, neon lights flickering in a rhythm you had long since memorized, the familiar pulse of home guiding your steps. your heartbeat, once restless and erratic, now beat to a steadier tune—one that quickened only when your eyes landed on him.
genji stood with his back turned, posture stiff with the quiet vigilance that never left him, even in moments of stillness. his shoulders were squared, hands resting near his swords, his gaze scanning the streets as if daring trouble to arise.
but you could see it—the exhaustion he carried in the set of his shoulders, the subtle weight pressing down on him. he had always been good at hiding it, at keeping his guard up even when no one was looking, but you knew better. you saw the tension in his stance, the careful way he held himself like a blade constantly kept at the ready. two days, and already you had missed so much.
you barely noticed the civilians passing by, the faint murmurs of conversation, the way the world seemed to fade into something distant and unimportant. all that mattered was him. and all that would ever matter would be him.
your steps quickened, but your heart was already miles ahead, racing at the thought of finally closing the space between you. restraint had never been your strong suit, and now, after what felt like a lifetime apart, it had completely abandoned you. you had half a mind to shout his name, to announce your presence in a way that would have everyone on the street turning to stare—but no, this moment was yours, yours alone.
all sense of propriety dissolved like mist under the sun. there was no thought about what others might think, no concern about the attention you were drawing. there was only a single, desperate need to be closer to him.
you didn’t call out to genji. didn’t think. your body moved before your mind could catch up, closing the space between you both in a matter of seconds.the second your feet left the curb, everything else ceased to matter. the noise of the city blurred into static, the air around you buzzing with the sheer force of your own excitement. it was muscle memory at this point—locating his center of gravity, anticipating the way he’d react before he even had the chance.
before he could turn, before he could brace himself, your arms were already around him, lifting him clean off the ground in one smooth motion.
“genji!” you laughed, holding him flush against you as you spun around. “oh, my love.”
his name left your lips like a prayer, like a homecoming, like a desperate thing starved for warmth. you didn’t care that people turned to look, that the world around you continued to move while you stood still in the gravity of this moment.
he made a sound—half-startled, half-exasperated—as his feet left the ground. his hands shot out instinctively, gripping onto your shoulders as if that would somehow keep him tethered.
“you can’t just—” his breath hitched, cut off by the sheer force of your hold. his fingers tightened against you, a fleeting moment of hesitation before he remembered himself, remembered that protesting was futile.
for a moment, just a brief, fleeting second, you could feel the tension in his muscles, the way his breath hitched as if he was fighting the instinct to react.
genji's protests were quickly silenced by your unyielding grip, your arms hugging him even closer, leaving barely any space between your bodies. genji tried to wiggle out of your grip, his muscles tensing in a futile attempt to regain control, but your hold was unyielding.
“put–,” he snapped, a hint of exasperation in his voice, his pride wounded by the display of raw strength and how effortless it was for you to have him suspended in the air. but even as he protested, there was a hint of affection in his words, a begrudging fondness mixed with annoyance. “put me down!”
your grip only tightened, arms locked around his waist, unwilling to loosen even an inch. you buried your face into his shoulder, inhaling deeply as if to ground yourself in the scent of him, the solid, familiar presence that you had missed so desperately.
you pressed a kiss to his forehead, and the moment your lips touched his forehand, genji's body seemed to go boneless, all tension and resistance evaporating in an instant. he was all but melting into your arms, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he allowed himself to relax against you. his head tilted slightly, baring his neck more for you to attack.
the sight of him, usually so controlled and composed, now completely at your mercy, was both endearing and enthralling. there were people crowding around you two, now, giggling and speaking amongst themselves, phones recording and flashing.
but you didnt care. oh, you couldnt care at all. not now. not when you were home.
i rarely find opm x reader writers these days but anyways
can I request Stinger, Lightning Max and if you possibly can Lightning Genji with a reader who has demon like features? like wings and horns? how would they react?
ϟ Various characters+ Headcanons + ONE PUNCH MAN
Hello hello. I hope you enjoy the following, I am very happy when you make your requests, do them more often. I love you muak ♡
➝ Character:
➝ Warning: fluff, love, lovers, kisses, attention, misspellings, gender neutral.
➝ Idiom: English.
➝ Words:
✦ IMPORTANT: I don't speak English, only half; I use a translator, if some words are misspelled, I'm sorry.
ϟ Stinger:
⌗ God, he would be so enchanted to see you with those beautiful wings, at first he would think they are from an angel. Until he noticed that they were actually demonic.
⌗ I would not stop saying how great they are, you would have compliments everywhere and at any time of the day.
⌗ Sometimes he would take you by surprise, caressing your wings which calmed him down and he enjoys doing it. Think they are cute and soft.
⌗ Sometimes she is envious of that beautiful color, she would like to have wings like yours.
⌗ He would show you off everywhere, even to his fellow hero association. You want everyone to see how beautiful you are.
ϟ Lightning Max:
⌗ He would be so excited to see you, he couldn't stop admiring your two horns. Think they are cute.
⌗ But his first impression of you is that you seemed to be a Kaijin, he was on guard when that happened. I was trying to find your weak points so I could defeat you.
⌗ In the end, you weren't a monster which he appreciated.
⌗ I would make comments about your factions, as well as many questions like: Where are you from? were you born like this You are human? among many other questions.
⌗ Would love to team up with you. It would be easier to beat the monsters, it would be an amazing duo.
ϟ Lightning Genj:
⌗ He is someone of few words, he would judge you in silence, both in appearance and personality.
⌗ After getting to know you a little more, I wouldn't be so severe towards you. He liked you even though he considered your appearance to be somewhat strange to him.
⌗ He would ask you where you got your costume, of course what you are wearing was not a costume, rather he thought that those wings, tail and horns were one. But later he found out that they were part of your body.
⌗ I was a bit embarrassed when I told you it was a costume.
⌗ In time she would accept you as part of her team, a good one decided.
⌗ Like the previous one I would think you were a kaijin.
anon asked: OOooooo! Do you have a villain AU ideas? Maybe with their villainess s/o, who is patching them up after winning a difficult fight against some powerful heroes? Pick any character you haven't written for, but would like to! I wanna know who you write for, I'm sure it's good!
[recognize these headcanons? this is a repost from my old blog ‘opmmadness!’ You will see this disclaimer above all of the content i have moved from my previous blogs.]
Lightning Genji: He is pretty embarrassed to be getting patched up, since he tries to uphold this pretty strong image in front of those pesky heroes. As a villain, he is pretty aloof around his villainess s/o, sometimes playing a lil hard-to-get. He isn’t one to brag about his success against the strong heroes, but he does make sure his s/o sees him kicking ass, just so they know ;)
Lightning Max: Oh boy, what a flirt. Whenever his s/o patches him up after a fight, he’s always getting touchy-feely. You better expect him to try and make out with you because he is definitely going to do it. He is so happy to have his s/o fighting alongside him as a villainess, it makes him that much more excited to go out and kick ass. Can and will flirt with them mid-fight just because he can.
a/n; what’s more enjoyable than some character death am I right? 🤧
STINGER
Worried sick
He’s the type of guy to pay close attention to his loved one’s health, and you are naturally no exception.
When he picks up on your exhaustion, or signs that you might be sick like coughing, sweating, depleted profile,,,
He’s all over you, asking if you’re okay, if you need anything, maybe you should rest— He’ll get that for you! He should take you to the doctor—
Your stubbornness doesn’t do much on him, he can be just as stubborn and insistent, so it’s pointless tryna act tough.
Will get you some herbal tea passed down his lineage,
He tries to keep a close eye on you and make sure you’re staying hydrated/warm/well-rested, but of course, he’s not a free man, so he does his best to keep in touch with you when he’s out, specifically by calling.
He coddles you (extra) even if you try pretending that you’re fine.
LIGHTNING MAX
Stubbornness? Yeah, he’s not tolerating that
very quick to pick up on any change in behavior, so he can tell if you’re sick/exhausted as soon as you are.
Will insist on you taking ample amount of rest, will even tie you down to the bed if he needs to.
Buys you tons of food and snacks.
May or may not call in sick on your behalf for your job.
Yeah yeah, he shouldn't do that, bla bla bla, but you'll thank him later.
Forces you to drink a cup of water with honey three times a day,
And if you’re extremely sick, he’ll drag you to the doctor, no questions asked.
ONE-SHOTTER
Not the type to be really insistent or pushy, but will constantly press the issue that you need to rest!
Checks up on you more often and if you’re not resting or you’re doing something you’re not supposed to be doing in your state, he’ll let out a big sigh and say:
“______, please go rest.”
It’s really simple but the look of defeat+sternness he gives you is a bit coaxing,,,
If there are chores that need to be done and you’re still too stubborn to lay down and rest,
he’ll quickly do them before you realize so you don’t force yourself to do it.
LIGHTNING GENJI
Doesn't play about these kinds of things
I feel like he’d genuinely get mad at you if you try to be careless about your health and gives you a very long lecture.
Will scold you if he catches you doing any chores/work.
Makes you soup and hot drinks,
The type to really know how to take of a sick person,
You could probably wake up and find yourself wrapped in a blanket burrito with a wet cloth on your forehead,
He’s sitting beside you with a steaming bowl in his lap and an innocent smile telling you your soup is ready.
