it cracks me up that according to the marvel comics clint is taller than steve like
could u imagine steve meeting all the other avengers and hes reveling in how hes still the tallest human in the room even in the future (thor may be 6′6 but hes a god he doesnt count) and he gets to command all these short people
and then clint barton enters in all his 6′3 glory like “sup” and steve screams cause he still has the urge to assert height dominance like all short people do
Honestly Bakugou would be the best sparring partner for Uraraka since he won’t hold back at all and recognizes her strength anyways! Also my excuse for wanting to drawing those pants cause I love doing that in my own pair … Ehehe
Every Friday at exactly 3:50 pm Draco makes sure to kiss Harry.
He hasn’t been late once either. Because Draco always drops everything
he’s doing, no matter what he’s doing, to go and look for Harry. It’s
not that easy sometimes. Harry has a job that, unlike Draco’s, requires
him to actually leave the house. Whenever Draco shows up at his
workplace, Harry’s face lightens up. He has never complained about Draco
interrupting his work. Not once.
Even when they’re fighting and they’re both in a bad mood, they briefly forget about it when it’s 3:50 on a Friday. Like right now.
They had an argument last night about Harry getting a motorcycle. Draco
just doesn’t get why Harry would want to spend that much money on
something that will probably kill him. They both fell asleep with a
scowl on their face and they didn’t talk while eating breakfast. Harry
left the house while Draco was reading the paper.
But now, as
Draco stands in front of him, Harry is smiling at him fondly. Merlin,
Draco just never tires of that smile. Even after all these years.
glances at the clock and sees it’s 3:49. His eyes find Harry’s and they
hold so much love, it makes Draco shudder. He takes Harry’s hands in
his and pulls him closer. When his lips brush Harry’s, a familiar
feeling washes over him. It’s warm and invigorating, reassuring and
exhilarating. Kissing Harry will never fail to consume and mesmerize
Harry leans away again and brushes his thumb over Draco’s cheek.
“I still have a bit of work to do, but I’ll try to be home early, okay?”
“Okay,” Draco whispers, his eyes still closed.
feels Harry kiss the tip of his nose and can’t help but grin. He pulls
Harry back into a tight embrace and relishes the feeling of Harry’s body
shaking against his, as Harry laughs out loud.
“I love our Friday afternoon kisses,” Harry murmurs.
“I love them, too.”
Draco really does. Because it was 3:50 pm on a Friday afternoon when
Harry Potter said “I do” and kissed Draco for the first time as his