#scldato

[symbiiotic]

me, lowkey invested in the thread you have with shieldretired 👀👀👀👀

hey @shieldretired look

KSJDFKS THANK YOU FRIEND 😂 i'm happy to hear someone else enjoys our shenanigans too!!

[enduringlystoic]

@scldato​ asked:  the captain might be staring. /might/ be.

    ❝ you look rather distracted, Captain. ❞ he comments, a lazy smile pulling onto his lips.  ❝ everything alright? ❞

[khozmoha]

[anon] you're lovely and i just wanted to let you know that <3 [/anon]

very  anon,  much  anonymous.  you’re  lovely  too  babe,  i  give  you  a  kiss  on  the  head

[crimefightrmoved]

❰❰ LIFT ❱❱ sender carries receiver over their shoulder

One would think, the big scary BAT OF GOTHAM would have gotten used to this by  now. He’s pretty sure the younger of the team had been playing Hot Potato on him that one time his plane had broken down so he had to be carried around the field so he could keep up. 

( Not like he could walk or run like the rest of them, albeit slighty more slower. )

But he thinks it might be worse when it’s actually CAPTAIN AMERICA doing the carrying. He was almost worried he’d brought one of his special laminated cards for him to sign personally would fall out of his utility belt. 

It’s probably why he sounded a lot more grumpy than grateful. 

  “ It’s just an arrow sticking out of my shoulder, Cap. I think I can still walk. “

self indulgent meme 》 not accepting 〉 @scldato .

[lostsouldierbye]

   *   @scldato​ said :  ’ just looking for love, sweetheart. ’ / steve pls

Bucky would have choked on his samosa if not for the fact that he's, unfortunately, heard worse things come out of Steve's mouth. ' Won't find it speakin' like that, you won't, ' he says, on the tail end of his mouthful so he's not spraying pastry everywhere. He's got a few examples of what Steve might find speaking like that, but none of them paint a very pretty picture and most of them end in Captain America on house arrest. He wisely decides to keep it to himself. ' What are you practisin' for, anyway ? You have a date ? I just ordered all this takeout ! '

[ofcatnaps-arc]

❝ come for me. ❞ steve & diana { @scldato​ }

SHE HAD NOT EXPECTED THAT JUST THE WORDS FROM HIS MOUTH WOULD BE ENOUGH TO TOPPLE HER OVER THE EDGE, but then, when it came to steve, diana had not expected a lot of things. she could feel the strength of his fingers between her legs and her hips canted in gentle rocks that were wholly in sync with his rhythm. adoring eyes fluttered closed and her head tossed backwards so she could free her neck of some of the heat, the thick dark locks of her hair sticking to her skin with every little bead of sweat that gathered there. 

❝ steve- ❞ his name was a breathy sound from her throat, now bared to him as she rode his fingers through her orgasm, her own hands gripping tightly at his shoulders as if that might gain her some form of control when she had already given it all to him. 

[loyaltyworn]

@scldato​ || inbox sunday stuff || accepting!

croons in bucky's ear. ❝that's my good boy.❞

What was supposed to be an innocent enough hike into the woods turned into an all night excursion that had them taking shelter in an empty forest ranger station above the treeline to escape some rain that decided to come in. Didn’t matter. They had enough light supplies for the night. There was emergency firewood already inside and some candles for light. Yet, they were still outside. Underneath the structure watching the heavy rain spill down when hands got to roaming and, well, things happened.

And now? Bucky’s pants are halfway down, stopping only at his knees. His belt’s jingling in time with Steve’s hand as it moves from where Steve stands behind him. Fingers curled round his length and his mouth claiming Bucky’s neck. His pulse beats wildly against Steve’s lips. It’s gotta be. Just from how dizzy he is, Bucky knows it’s speeding in his chest. His breath isn’t keeping up either as he feels himself stiffen more and ribbons of aching, pleasurable heat coil down the insides of his thighs and lace their way through his belly.

Lips part and he gasps when knees go weak, a thumb moves over the very tip and a tongue slips into his ear. Grabbing up over his shoulder, desperate for anything to hold onto, he finds a grip on the back of Steve’s neck. Fingernails bite against skin steadying trembling fingers. Metallic digits reach out to brace him against one of the station’s poles. Thank God for that timing. Cause a beat later, they’re clawing against the wood before forming a fist. ‘That’s my good boy,’ Steve’s voice is gravel and rich and he’s instantly weak for it. A heavy groan and he damn near loses it there. 

“Don’t stop,” he pleads letting his head fall back against Steve’s collarbone and his bionic arm fall so fingers can grip Steve’s forearm that’s wrapped around his waist. My good boy--his. For fuck’s sake that shouldn’t hit him as hard as it does but--brows push together and he hears it again in his head. “M’so close..fuck.”

[khozmoha]

cos i don't think cap wants to see you hurt yanno

          ❝  i  appreciate  the  concern  and  all,  but  hurt’s  part  of  life.  he’s  gonna  have  to  deal  with  it.  ❞  there  were  times  when  cosmo  wanted  to  take  all  of  the  people  he  cared  about  and  put  them  in  a  padded  room,  keep  them  safe  from  all  the  dangers  of  the  world,  protect  them  from  the  horrors  that  lurked  around  every  corner,  inside  every  person,  human,  creature  or  alien.  but  it  simply  wasn’t  realistic.  the  only  thing  they  could  do  was  be  there  for  when  the  hurt  happened  so  that  they  could  patch  each  other  up.  //  @scldato