#v!might

[spibberboi]

Lol when you fall in love with @pinkpoundcake / @diamondwerewolf 's fruitPUNK! a little too much and make your own oc for it

Dis is Eden uvu He is sweet boi, plz be nice to him

[fugguart]

here’s some old v!might I drew

[milkierose]

Any headcanons for V!Might dating another villain? They're interested in each other but s/o is very reserved and uncomfortable with emotions.

First thing’s first I gotta, say that would be a DIFFICULT relationship to keep up because

Smite hates being emotionally vulnerable

S/O would hate to show any emotional at all to him either

It will be EXHAUSTING to keep up that facade for the both of them

If  S/O is another villain then automatically believe that almost everything turns into a competition to see who can be the most EEEEEVIIIILLLL, but that isn’t until later in the relationship. How I see this starting up is like

Smite and S/O end up heisting the same place full of valuables whether it be an art museum or a large jewelry store.

At first S/O tries to fucking bail because they see that iconic mask and would rather not kick the bucket that night. Smite doesn’t care, he lets them go for now.

However the odd accidental meet ups keep happening, sometimes ending up with the police and heroes to show up sooner than expected. The most memorable one is when Smite, after being what felt like followed for weeks, confronts them and gets angry at them. S/O, being a villain personality snaps back or says some smartass thing.

This almost turns into a yelling-fest until familiar lights and sirens appear outside the place they’re robbing and they encounter some low-grade heroes. The heroes, in over their heads, are easily taken out by both of them and tied up somewhere.

Without any warning, Smite would grab S/O and yeet both of them out through the roof, leaving the police behind before any ‘real’ heroes show up. Smite could handle them, but he’s already lost so much time for that heist and tonight he couldn’t be bothered, especially when he didn’t get as much as he wanted.

That’s how they meet and that’s how it begins, by pure dumb coincidence. Though during all those instances they met and only had a few words exchanged, the few words could be seen as charming and mysterious. Both are reserved of their real emotions, but they can’t help flirting here and there as they keep meeting up. Sometimes they would hope to see the other during a heist and would be pretty disappointed when they didn’t come.

[wetshins]

Eyebrows 2.0

[milkierose]

V!Might or just normal All Might headcanons or scenario, you can choose! With a shy and anxious male s/o? (This blog is a blessing I can hardly find any male reader content, especially with All Might)

IKR!? Also y’all know you can send other characters right? I did start this blog out with All Might but I can expand to other BNHA characters too, or at least try my best for itV!Might

S/O stumbles and fumbles on their words and he would get annoyed at them for it. Which only makes S/O go quiet, which also annoys him. He’s not the most sympathetic guy unfortunately

Though, he will try and pay attention to the things his S/O doesn’t say and just try and find what they like. Relationships are more than just the things you say, but also your actions as well as the other’s wants. He’ll take note of all the small things that S/O would be too nervous and shy to answer if asked.

S/O, being anxious and such, well, V!Might sees them as weaker, unable to protect themselves. So he’ll become extremely protective, maybe too much

Stalks S/O around when they are out to make sure they don’t get hurt in anyway. 

Yeah, S/O sucks at talking half of the time but when they do and they get happy it’s almost too much for V!Might to handle because his S/O is too darn cute.

All Might

LMAO Both of y’all are so shy and anxious how you even gonna ask each other out???? With the help of a wingman that’s how. Perhaps Midnight or someone brave like that would push you two closer to each other and invite both of you out so you two get to know each other better.

Toshinori will pay just as much attention as his villain counterpart but he doesn’t mind when you can’t find the right words when talking. He’ll patiently wait or tell you it’s fine you don’t have to say anything on the matter right now. He’ll give you words to perhaps help you.

When you’re anxious, it’s nice feeling his larger body around you. Or maybe if S/O is somehow taller than him, he likes holding the sweet cuddly man. 

If one of you don’t feel like going out that day, you’ll both stay inside, it’s all fine and gucci no need for extra stress

Both of you try and find hobbies and activities to do together that helps relieve anxiety and stress.

[milkierose]

Yo so I’m was think so nsfw head cannons with male s/o being a power bottom with villain all might (I want to die for requesting this)

FUCK I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED EVERYTHING I WROTE

anyways, don’t die be part of the fun yo

S/O dirty talks and teases him constantly to get V!Might to do what he wants. “Eh? Tired out already, Old man?” Constantly poking fun at him, the only person to get V!Might to blush. One would think that if you tease V!Might even once he’d get pissed off but not with his S/O nope, pretty sure he likes it.

Wanna know how S/O got those amazing thighs and calves? Riding V!Might’s cock. Listen sometimes you gotta take the bull by the horns, or in this case bangs, and ride that dick like your life depends on it. 

S/O doesn’t let V!Might touch him while he sucks him off until he says so. V!Might would probably want to grab his head and mouth fuck him but S/O slaps his hands away to continue the torturous slow sucking. Gotta tend to the balls while swirling that tongue along the head of V!Might’s cock. Pull away as soon as you feel like he’s about to cum, make him wait for it, draw it out for long enough and his legs turn into jelly.

Imagine having this large ferocious man, able to destroy cities with a single punch and ruin lives lives in the process, completely turn into putty in his S/O’s grasp. A simple stroke of their fingers down his jaw can calm his forest fire tantrum down instantly. 

HOPE THIS IS GOOD ENOUGH

[milkierose]

Nicotine Lips

☆❀Sequel to this little fic right here❀☆

Villain!All Might / Male Reader

Word Count: 2,387

Summary: Reader is a Male Bartender who wants a bit of spice in his life, All Might is ready to deliver

Saturday 11:00 a.m.

You opened your eyes, taking a few seconds to remember you inhabited a human vessel and then less than a second to feel pain surge from various areas on your body. Slowly rising from your bed, you looked down to your wrists and see them bruised. The back of your head and shoulders began to throb, fucking hell. You headed to the bathroom to see if there were any other marks, where the hell did you get all these from? You don’t remember having to break up a bar fight so why are you… Looking into the mirror you noticed a nasty bite mark on the crook of your neck and shoulder. Realization settled in as you recall who it was that gave you all these contusions. 

That smile, that damned smile, it was burned on the inside of your eyelids. Yet you liked what happened last night… er, this morning. At the cost of your head, wrists, sleep, your suit--wait. Your suit, your nice black cashmere suit with the red accents! You slapped a palm against your head, ow bad idea, fuck you let the cum dry up in the vest and pants for at least seven hours and there’s no way you could take that to the cleaners without getting weird looks. That was your favorite outfit too, damn it, god fucking damn it.

A hot shower and sad goodbye to your clothes later, you were sitting in your living room eating some brunch with the TV playing the news in the background. “Another sad day for our hero society, a young aspiring hero ended up passing away in the hospital earlier this morning after an encounter with a powerful villain…” The anchorwoman explains that the hero was attacked just up the street from where you worked between the hours of 12 and two in the morning. Hm... you do recall hearing a ruckus when you stepped out on your break… “A bystander managed to get a recording on their phone, the following may be disturbing so viewer discretion is advised.” A blurry video began to play, it was obvious that the owner of the phone was terrified as the image was shaky. At first it did not seem like much and the bystander was just recording the night sky. Then out of nowhere two figures came crashing down directly onto a passing car, stopping it in its tracks and making the cameraman jump. The scene was too foggy to tell but the larger silhouette was seen picking up a limp body by the head. A boisterous laughter boomed from the scary figure, then stopped suddenly as the shadow slowly turned to the cameraman. Orange-circles glinted to the person recording, the video paused in the middle of a quick motion, leaving the viewers to assume the worst became of the poor soul recording. You were always one to be apathetic towards the victims shown on the news, however this time you felt your stomach twist into knots. Here you were, thinking on the whole situation as if it was just any regular thug wanting a quickie with a stranger on the street. It had never occurred to you that he probably only pulled you in because he was on a murder high. Sexual fantasy, more like a next-morning-nightmare! You gagged, a hand swiftly covering your mouth to try and keep the bit of food you’ve consumed down in your stomach. Hopefully, no one saw him with you in the alleyway, so no one could track anything back to you and bring up any unwanted attention from the police. Originally you were going to dump the stained suit out into a dumpster but it had remains of both of your DNA, you should probably burn it at this point to leave no evidence. The nicely prepared brunch was now being dumped into the kitchen garbage, unfortunately, you had lost your appetite.

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Days pass on by and soon enough the one-night fling with All Might had faded away to the back of your mind. Your coworkers and some regulars did ask if you were mugged since you looked battered up, so you just went along with the excuse that you were. Telling them you were too tough for the mugger to actually take anything and you managed to only get a few bumps and scratches from the fight. “Heh, even a quirkless son of a bitch like you can put up a fight, huh?”

That’s right, you were quirkless, you were always surrounded with people who had special abilities and could kill you instantly. However, it had the opposite effect on you than normal quirkless individuals. Your parents had enrolled you in fighting classes ever since you were very young so that you had some sort of self-defense in this quirky world and you made it a goal for yourself to never be discouraged by the fact you had no special ability. Still, to be considered the inferior phase of human evolution took its toll on your young developing brain. You recall your younger self researching the common quirks from where you were born to try and figure out if there were any late-bloomer quirks that could come along. Nothing ever emerged…

The bar was full on this rainy night, people coming in and being taken out, tonight was karaoke night which was very popular among the crowd. A gaggle of ladies in their mid-20’s were on stage singing a song from a popular popstar about a man who was so intoxicating he should have came with a warning. They were off-key, but that’s what you expect from a drunken bachelorette party, it wasn’t bad enough to cringe at but not amazing enough to cheer on. “Excuse me?” You turned to whomever it was trying to get your attention. “Yes ma’am, what’ll it be?” “A piña colada please” “Coming right up” Something fruity for a change, a perfect drink to get into a more tropical and carefree mood. A few moments and blending later you handed her the drink she ordered with a cute colorful loopy straw and tiny umbrella. The only thing really killing the fun atmosphere was the television on the other side of the bar replaying the news from this morning. The audio was kept on silent and displayed the subtitles of what the anchor couple were discussing.  More news about the fallen hero’s funeral being rained out, so it had to be delayed. The storm was getting bad and beginning to flood the streets closer to the beach. The weather woman advised citizens avoid driving to the shores and to be cautious when walking their children to school. The chitter chatter and singing were abruptly interrupted when the doors of the bar swung with a gust of wind rushing in. Lightning flashed and thunder crashed as a tall spooky figure appeared out of the night in the doorway. The people of in the bar were silent, even you were startled, but the scare began to mellow out when it turned out to just be a simple skeleton like man standing at the door. Conversations resumed and everyone’s attention was back to what they were originally doing. The man walked his way into the building, taking off his coat and handing it over to one of the attendees to let it hang dry. Other than for his midbody; his head, shoulders, and the pants up to his knees were soaking wet. He seemed, familiar, but you see dozens of new faces a night, you couldn’t possibly place where you’ve seen that face before. The blond stranger took a seat at the bar, shivering slightly from the warm air now reaching his cold body. You sauntered on over with a more generous smile this time, karaoke nights always put you in a good mood and it’s a good thing too since you couldn’t go out back for a smoke break. “What can I get for you, sir?” “Just… water for now.” His mind must’ve preoccupied with buzzing thoughts, probably not ready for an actual drink yet. You pour him a glass of water, no ice, he seemed cold enough. Water was free so there was no thought on putting on any tab of his. A few moments passed as you attended to other patrons, keeping an eye on the shivering individual. “You allergic to dairy?” You had asked the man who turned his attention to his phone. “What?” “Dairy or chocolate bad for you?” “...No?” He raised a brow at you, suspicious on the question you asked him. Why were you concerned on that, he thought. His curiosity was answered as you slid over a mug of hot chocolate his way, the smell filling your surroundings. He looked down at the beverage and then up to you. “It’s on the house, besides, you look like you could use something to warm you up on the inside.” You reached down and tossed up a can of whipped cream, catching it in the other hand without breaking eye contact with him. “Whipped cream?” The man blinked, then raised a brown with a slight smirk forming on his face. “Was I supposed to be impressed?” “Yes!” At least you’re honest. He huffed, “Sure, just a bit on top.” Your smile beamed a bit more, now you took the can and twirled it around in your hands, tossing it above your head like some sort of juggling act. You could never do this with the heavy containers of whipped cream, so if you want to be flashy you always keep the store bought cans around as well. With a final flip, you squeezed out a perfect little swirl of whipped cream onto the hot chocolate. Reaching over to the spices on your counter and sprinkling some cocoa powder on top. “One hot chocolate, on the house.” You didn’t add any rum to it since this guy doesn’t seem like the alcohol-drinking kind. “Really laying it on thick.” “Hey man, gotta try and enjoy the job somehow,” you shrugged. “Bartending not what you expected?” He asked, picking up the mug and keeping it in his hands to warm them up. “It’s not that, just been doing it for a long while now, gotta keep it spicy and interesting.” You pulled off your drying rag from your shoulder to clean some spots off of the freshly washed cups your coworker brought over. “Always get interesting characters coming in every night I’m here. To be honest, it’s never dull here, just every now and then ya need something exciting to happen.” The memory of All Might from last week returned to your mind for a split second. “Who likes a boring barman anyways?” The other made a sound of acknowledgement since his mouth was busy sipping up the hot beverage. He set it back down and licked the whipped cream off from the top of his lip. Out of habit, you handed him another napkin, you’re used to drunk people spilling drinks all over themselves so napkins go all around. His attention seemed fixated on your neck, a long finger pointed out towards you. “Something happen?” Your hand moved up to touch your neck where a dull pain arose when you did. “Ah, this was just from a fight from a mugger, nothing serious.” “Looks like a love bite to me.” His remark made your body tense up. “Love bite? Like from a partner or something? No, the guy just had a… dog quirk and bit me to try and get me to submit my wallet to him.” The lie, the liiie, it was all obviously a liiiieee. The man seemed amused by your reaction. You felt your cheeks get hot and scratched at the stubble on your jaw to try and play it off. “I should go check on other orders, call me over if you need anything else.” “Will do” With that, you returned to your bartending duties and left the scrawny person to himself.

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The work shift had come to an end but the rain continued to storm through the night. This time, you decided to take a taxi back to your place so not to catch a cold. What a shame, you were hoping to at least get one smoke break but the rain just wasn’t letting you, there was no smoking room in the building either. You didn’t like smoking in your place because the stench would sink into your walls and furniture. You paid the taxi driver and walked out of the cab, jogging up to your door and unlocking it. “Shit, shit, shit” You made it in just fine but the rain was so cold. You kicked off your shoes and them off to the side, removing your coat and hanging it up. Slipping on the soft cotton slippers, you jogged over to your room to change into some clean dry clothes. You love autumn and the nice cool weather it brings but sometimes the rain can be too much to bear. Thunder roared across the land as you picked up your wet, dirty clothes and took them into the laundry room. Returning to the front where you left your shoes to properly clean them before they fully dried. As you paced to the living room to have a seat on the couch, a gust of cold wind hit you and you noticed one of your windows were open. “Oh fuck!” You ran over and quickly closed it, did you leave it open all night? You looked around to see how much water damaged was caused but… there was hardly any. Surely that wouldn’t be the case if the window was left open all night during a storm, and you didn’t open it when you arrived home, so then, wh- Footsteps of heavy wet boots behind you caused your heart to drop...Someone broke into your house when you weren’t looking and now, now you’re going to have to fight them to get them out. The night was going amazingly and now you have to deal with some burglar trying to steal from your home. Slowly you turned around, your eyes widened in horror and the color drained from your face as you saw who it was that entered your abode.

“Hey there Barkeeper, remember me?”

[milkierose]

Fuzzy socks and movies

V!Might / Male S/O

Something nice and fluffy while I wait for my math class to start

If there are any grammar mistakes I'm sorry, I typed all of this on my phone

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You were sitting in your chilly apartment with pajama pants, a jacket, and the warm socks a friend gifted to you. They were those kind of socks with the cartoony animals on them, really fuzzy. No one really buys these kinds socks for themselves, they're always gifts that are stored away and then later found when you REALLY need them.

Steadily you held two hot beverages in both hands and cautiously walked to the living room. There sat the enormous form of All Might, sitting on the couch and flipping through movies he wanted to watch. Horror, action, disaster films, you know, the normal stuff a villain would watch. You set down the two beverages onto the coffee table, making sure not to put them too close to where All Might had his feet propped up.

"If you want your legs out, just pull the level to make your chair extend out." Nasty-ass feet, sitting up on your coffee table. At least he was wearing socks, maybe you'll invest in some house slippers his size for when he visits. Just gotta find out where Bigfoot gets their slippers and you're golden.

He turned his eyes to you, scanned your body up and down then returned his attention to the television. "You're going to get sick like that."

Okay, just avoid the suggestion. "Like what, this? These are warm enough"

"You're shivering"

"So are you, you have that big jacket on." The outside weather was even too chilling to the other, so much that he had arrived in a jacket and thicker pants to your place.

"I don't feel the cold." He said, you know, like a liar.

"...Suure... anyways, this is fine, this tea will warm me up." You plopped down onto the couch next to him and picked up your drink. Your fingers wrapped around the cup in an effort to warm up your hands. While you did get yourself tea, you brought a hot chocolate to All Might. You never knew he liked hot chocolate, for some you believed he would've wanted something that normal people wouldn't drink. Like a boiled energy drink or something along those lines of irrationality.

You sipped at your tea, recoiling a bit because you forgot how hot it was. Yet, you went in for another sip and had the same reaction. And again, and again, why were you doing this? The drink is hot and it feels like going down your throat as it warmed up your chest. The taller man looked down at you after feeling you jump, watching you habe no self restrain or patience for the drink to cool down.

Finally, he grabbed your cup and set it back down on the coffee table. Before you could retaliate, you thought for a split second that it was probably for the best. You kept your mouth shut and sat back to watch the movie that was decided on. A natural disaster movie, scientist warning the government of climate change and no one listening to them. One of the early scenes showed a blizzard and your body reacted with a big shiver. You felt goosebumps prickle at the hairs on your arms and down your chest.

You would turn of the Heat, but you kept it to a certain level to not raise the price of it on your bills. So around this time you depending on hot drinks, blankets, pajamas, and socks, those fuzzy colorful socks. All Might thought that was dumb, if you're cold just turn up the heat and stop making yourself suffer. You were however, somewhat of a penny pincher, you didn't like spending more than you have to. Besides, its not like it's unbearable, its just uncomfortable.

As the movie went on , your tea had cooled down and you chugged it in one go so it could warm you up and not get too cold for you to discard. Your body would slowly leaned more and more towards the other, All Might was radiating so much heat that you were slightly worried if he was possibly running a fever. He seemed fine, and most of his attention was set on the movie. He doesn't like it when you talk during a movie he is interested in, understandable, if someone talks during a movie, everyone in the theater would simultaneously hate that person in an instant.

Soon enough your body was pressed up against his by the hips, you weren't leaning against him yet, you were just touching thighs. You felt a slight shiver from him when your leg came in contact with his. Damn, how cold was your body to have him try and cover up a shiver? All Might raised an arm and rested it on the top of the couch behind you. He was so warm, you could feel that he was warm. However, you weren't that big of a cuddler, plus, All Might seemed more like the guy in control currently, you felt like you weren't allowed to make the first move which was so new and weird to you.

A few moments after he placed his arm behind you, his thick fingers reached down and started scratching at your stubble. Again, goosebumps erupted from your body from the warm digits surprising you with physical contact. You unconsciously leaned your face into his face, keeping your face stoic and on the movie. His nails lightly scratching at the stubble, he must've liked how it sounded because he wouldn't stop doing it. Slowly, his arm came down on you more and more and soon enough brought you to lean against his warm body. You were right, he was so warm, you could stay there all autumn and winter and it wouldn't bother you in the slightest.

You smiled to yourself and he felt your smile from the hand on your jaw. He smiled too, not like you noticed though. He kept his hand on your head, sometimes on your jaw, sometimes playing with your hair, sometimes his knuckles would gently caress your cheeks where stubble wasn't growing. The sweet affectionate gestures had you ignoring the movie and slowly fall into a blissful slumber.

Awhile later, you woke up on your couch but something was missing, He was missing. You looked around but no sign of him, until you felt your shoulders heavy with something wrapped around you. Looking down you notice a rather large jacket covering more than half your body. You stared at the sleeves and began to realize that this didn't belong to you, it belonged to All Might.

Did...

Did he seriously leave without his jacket and put it around you to keep you warm? For a merciless killer, he seemed to partake in some rather... romantic gestures towards you. Even though you didn't want to, you stood up, almost tripping from a blanket being wrapped around your legs, did he do that too?

Wiggling yourself free, you looked around m, seeing if anything needed to be picked up and put back into place. Everything seemed to be untouched soon all you did was pick up the empty cups, oh hey did he finish the hot chocolate, and set them in the sink.

On the way to your room you passed by the thermostat on your wall. You paused and stared at it for a moment or two, then leaving it be and going to your room. You didn't want to raise the heat because you wanted to sleep with his jacket on, as corny as it seems, it made your heart sing at the fact he lent to you.

Next time he comes over, you will give it back, but he might have to rip it off your body to do so.