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Hawks with an (Overly) Affectionate S/O

Where could he even begin.

Hawks never knows what to do when you’re snuggling up against him or peppering his face in kisses

Can’t you take it easy? You’re gonna kill him!

Even with the first kiss you shared he was tense. His wings fluttered once he felt a pair of soft lips against his own.

Keigo’s face turned a deep shade of scarlet as he tried to keep his cool. He never knew he was capable of getting this flustered, of turning this read over a measly peck on the lips.

Once you two started dating, you just got more intense. Every second he was home you were latched onto his arm. Not that he minded, but it was a sudden change of pace from his normal routine.

For now, all he can do is take things one step at a time.

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omg just had the cutest thought…

Imagine when Hawks gets that respirator mask…you’re devastated, absolutely destroyed by the fact that he can’t communicate without his phone…For weeks you had to hear the sound of robotic speech rather than Keigo’s cheery, smooth voice. And worst of all, you can’t even kiss him. That’s what’s killing you the most. Much to your dismay, he’s perfectly fine without your affections. Keigo isn’t the type to be a huge affectionate person. that’s not how he was raised, Trained.

So for now, you have to settle for kissing his mask. It’s not the same as before.

“What was that for?” Keigo typed out..with that damn robotic voice.

“Nothing..” You respond back, sulking.

It sucked not hearing his voice…but when that mask is finally ready to come off…his voice is all raspy and deep. You damn near faint on the spot.

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Heyaaa

Might have stumbled across your athletic Gojo x nerd reader drabble. Which had me giggling like a stupid kid, mind you, lovely piece of work!!

And since you said stuff about requests, my mind goes to situations when the reader is forced into situations they'd usually not be at, simply due to the budding friendship with Gojo.

Like he invites them to a party, maybe the one that's celebrating the school's win during the hokey games or something? And now the whole school sees these two people from completely different circles being together at a party. Gojo practically clings to them, afraid they'll get lost or reader being quite reserved, a bit hesitant to go, leading to Gojo practically begging. Maybe Gojo is seeing the reader dressed up for the first time?

Or something completely different. Gojo learns that mellower company can be good, silence shared between people can be even more comfortable than words, basically the reader teaching him to relax from time to time, take a second to breathe and not be the energetic ball of sunshine that he is.

I'm babbling too much...sorry!

And not exactly a request but I had my mind running and just wanted to dump this all out. Thank you!!!

OHHH YOU GOT ME KICKING MY FEET TOO

You know i was thinking the same thing! I love to imagine them in scenes where one has to adapt to the other and they realized it's not that bad as they thought. I hope you like it! I loved your idea! Thank you so much :')

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Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who despite their differences, always makes an effort to involve you in his world. (He bribes you into his world, actually) He invites you to his hockey practices, knowing they're not your favorite, but appreciating your support nonetheless.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who at the beginning of the friendship had to work hard for your presence during his hockey practices. He thanks God that he was quick to notice that the only thing you had in common so far was your sweet tooth. You looked like a kid with your mouth watering every single time he ate something sweet. So whenever you hit him with the "But what if i get bored again? Can't i just stay for twenty minutes and go home? I have a lot of organic chemistry homework to do." he just shoves a box of juice and a like two big bags of your favourite candy into your chest, and with his big hands on your shoulders, pushes you down to sit on the plastic chair of the stands.

"There, now you are gonna STAY THERE, eat your candy, drink your juice, do your vegan chemistry homework-"

"Organic chemistry"

"Same thing. And support your very cool, rich, athletic, attractive and godlike bestfriend of yours, you understand?" He fiercely locked his blue eyes on yours, waiting four your answer, while pointing at you with his finger really close to your nose.

You sigh and nod, already surrendering and opening the plastic candy bag. Having all those sweets all for yourself was once in a lifetime thing. "Fine, but until how long are you practicing today?"

"If you stay the full two and a half hours, i'll take you out for some ice cream when we're done."

"Two and a half hours?!"

"I'll let you pick more than three ice cream flavors!"

Now you are considering it. "Even mint chocolate?" the puppy smile you gave him made him let out a frustrated sigh.

"Yes, even that disgusting diabolic flavor that you probably have a kink for" he rolled his eyes and made a face of disgust remebering the last time you went to eat some ice cream. But now his features softened and his fingers reached for you cheek to give it a gentle pinch. "Just, please stay for today? I know you don't like how crowded and loud it is when there's a match, so you should at least visit me when it's all empty and we are just practicing."

His sincere words made you feel a little bad about your reserved and asocial habits that you fought to not change, but seeing that he really just wanted you to be there, just your presence watching from afar was enough for him. So you nodded and gave him a small smile. "Alright, go get them big boy, i'll watch from here how you kick their asses."

"That is my guuurl!" those words made your heart skip a bit, but it disappeard quickly when Gojo took the opportunity to steal a fistful of candy before running away to the rink.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who is the Captain of the hockey team, and your eyes can't help but wonder away from your book and stare at him gliding effortlessly across the ice. The crisp sound of skates cutting through the ice fills the air, mingling with the occasional shout of encouragement from the coach.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who draws a sense of awe wash over you. Holding your breath as Gojo performs a particularly intricate maneuver, his body twisting and turning in perfect harmony with the music playing softly in the background. No wonder Gojo is the captain of the team, he's not just a talented athlete, he's a natural leader, inspiring his teammates with his skill and determination.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who turns his head to look for you from the rink every fifteen minutes, waiting for you thumbs up as a confirmation that you are still there supporting him, even if sometimes you don't look up from your homework, you can feel whenever he is looking at you so you raise your thumb to him, earning his warm smile. It's a simple gesture but it also sends you a rush of warmth through your veins.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who makes you blush in embarrassment when he skates towards the dasher boards leaving his team confused and waiting. "Hey! Where do you think you are going?!"

You turn around watching him shocked that he was so close to jump the boards to come and get you. "I'm just going to the bathroom! Geez, Satoru!"

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who playfully threatens you as you walk away. "If you're not back after ten minutes, i'm going to check in!"

"Can you shut up? You sound like a psycho!"

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru, who's retort comes louder than intended, drawing the attention of his teammates."Excuse me? Would a psycho give you free candy and offer icecream just to spend time with him?" Realizing his slip-up, Gojo's cheeks redden as he tries to backtrack."Uh, sorry guys, that definitely sounded a lot different in my head. Let's keep going, everybody!"

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who is begging you to attend to his celebration party after the match. He already knows you are gonna say NO like a hundred times, you already did the same with a couple of parties before, but he fights by saying "Please, please, please, please, please, please, please" holding the edges of your sleeve and tugging on them so hard that you have to slal his hands away or else he'll stretch your clothes. "Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease" the drags the vowels so much you can see his usual pale face getting red as he is left with no air.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who is able to find a solution to your every negative reason to not go. "I dont like alcohol" "I'll buy you juice on the way" "It's too crowded" "You'll be by my side at all times, no one is going to push you" "I what if a guy is being inappropiate?" "Suguru and i will make sure he know longer sees the light of day" "I get really sleepy past eleven" "My chest is the best pillow, my arms are the best blanket" "My mom will definetly say no" "Already texted her, she said you can stay till 1am and have fun" "Damn it" you should've known your mom will give him the green card. She knows how much of an antisocial grandma you can be.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who despite being the party person, is very protective of you. He clings to you like a big koala, his strong arm never leaves your waist, even if you felt a little nervous in such a intimate contact. Every person he talks to while being congratulated, is also introduced to you, he makes you part of the group conversation, making it easier for you to chat and be yourself with the rest.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who barges into the fridge of whoever the house belongs to and searches for you something safe to drink that is not alcohol.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who makes you sit on his shoulders and intertwine his hands with yours together so you can hold tight and look around for Geto, who got lost of sight fro a moment.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who notices your eyes getting heavy and yawning pretty often so he excuses himself from hte grouo conversation and moves you to a quieter place.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who scratches your head and pretends to be so tired from the game and his muscles hurting, so he suggests going home now, which you nod with a sleepy face.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who carries you on his back on the way to the car. He helps you get in and puts your seatblet on.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who finds it funny that you had not a single drop of aclohol, yet your sleepy state makes you look exactly like a drunk person who is suddenly weak and not thinking clearly.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who is surprised with your sudden unconscious hug you give him, wrapping you arms around his torso and thanking him for having a good time and watching out for her the entire party. You don't see his red face since he wraps his arms around you, almost covering your entire head.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who on the flip side, also learned to value your company in quieter settings, like when he is 100% sure you will be in the library on a friday evening, it's the most quiet time since the majority of students has other type of plans on a friday night. So it's no surprise when he enters the building and finds you immersed in the quiet solitude of the library, surrounded by towering bookshelves, lost in a world of equations and formulas.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru, who is unnoticed by you as hi stands besides you, until he startles you with his deep voice and his gentle touch on your cheek, making you loose focus on your textbooks.

"Hey Gojo, what are you doing here?" your eyes wided in surprise as Gojo slid into the chair nex to you, his grin lighting up his face.

"I can't pay a visit to my favorite bookworm? I came here to bless you with my presence"

You couldn't help but chuckle a little, your heart warmed at his antics as you moved your splattered stuff and stationery to make make some space for your tall friend. "No, it's not problem at all, it's just... how did you know i was here?"

"I assumed you were here when you texted me 'can't talk right now, i'm doing hot girl shit' with a nerd emoticon on it" he rested his long buff arm on the back of your chair, making himself comfortable.

You can't help but smile at the sight of Gojo in the library, an intense contrast to his usual energetic demeanor on the ice. "Are you sure you won't get bored while i do some textbook excercise?"

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who ten minutes after laughing in your face, telling you that he will enjoying this as much as you do, got easily bored and now is as bored as a kid who can't go outside and play because he has a cast on his leg. He already changed into 5 different sitting positions, one incluiding him laying his legs onto your lap, but you pushed him away when he was about to take off his shoes.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who has been shushed by the library lady a couple too many times, and he is trying his best not to distract you with his playful teasing o random conversations.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who watches as you diligently work on your homework, writing some chemistry formulas that to Gojo are just witches black magic symbols only you understand.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who now imagines you as a witch, since you certainly look like one in your shared laboratory classes. But instead of your white labcoat, he pictures you with a pointed black hat, black long gloves and wearing a dark purple dress, mixing some bubbly potions that you will later try on him for the sake of your experiments. The thought of him being held as you practice your witchcraft on him, is surely making him feel some kind of nice goosebumps and-

"You are scaring me, Gojo" Gojo blinks, startled out by your voice along with your hand gently pushing his face farther away from your personal space. He never realized he was staring at you, hovering over your workbook with his arm splayed out on the table and his head resting on his fist. You felt like he started acting just like your cat, who would decide that study time was the perfect moment to sit in front of you and stare intensly.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who recovers by sheepishly sitting straight again and murmur "Uh, sorry, i spaced out for a bit." he tries to hide the flush of embarrassment on his face by rufling his hair and pretending to stretch.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who blushes red and can't help but admire the way your eyes sparkle with amusement as you say "I thought i lost you for a second, are you okay big boy?" Your words mixed with a light chuckle. "How about this, i'm sure i can finish this in like...twenty minutes, can you wait for me a little bit and then we can go for a walk if you want" you say looking between your phone clock and your scattered papers.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who finds himself nodding eagerly in response to your offer. He clears his throat akwardly. "Yeah of course, i'd love to go for a walk! I know a great place to stretch your leg- to walk around."

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who is entertained with the task of coloring your complex drawings of molecule structures, making your notes more interesting for when you'll have to study them. He has your whole stationary at his disposal, coloring, applying sticky notes and stickers to every sheet of paper you finish writing and hand over to him. Sometimes you both engage in a simple short conversation and go back to your tasks. Now he does feel like a kid. He would be swaying his feet on the chair, if those weren't so long.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who as he plays with your stuff, he can't help but feel a sense of admiration for your dedication and intelligence. In your presence, even the most mundane tasks seem to take on a hint of enchantment, and Gojo finds himself grateful for the opportunity to witness your brilliance firsthand.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who wraps and arm around your shoulders naturally as you both talk about randome questions he has about crazy scientists, teasing you about becoming one of those in the near future, which you nodge him with you elbow, earning a chuckle. You can't help but feel grateful for the unexpected bond you've formed with the charismatic captain of the hockey team.

Popular and Athletic Gojo Satoru who's found a friend in which he is able to bridge the gap between their different worlds with laughter, friendship, and maybe even a hint of something more.

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Hawks x Artist!Reader who’s pining for him.

Imagine a reader who’s a street artist who has the worst crush on the No.2 Hero…(Who happens to be a close friend.)

Imma write this shit soon bro I swear.

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“What’s wrong with them?”

“They are just two 17-year-olds in love.”

Shoko and Geto quietly watch you and Gojo fool around with each other, and then he gently puts his palms to your neck and your lips close in an innocent kiss, reflecting your naivety, but at the same time the youthful sincerity raging in you.

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pairing: gojo satoru x reader | 1.2k words summary: shoko-centric, as in it’s written from her pov, based on yesterday’s leaks bc i finally have some hope, simple bittersweet angst to fluff !! he’s coming back trust <3

shoko’s eyes are focused as she works, but they can’t help but drift towards you, taking in your expression—half hopeful and half terrified as you watch her hands critically.

your teeth are digging into your bottom lip— worrying the flesh with bites and nips that are sure to eventually draw blood.

she wants to click her tongue and rub your shoulder in the hopes that you’ll stop looking so stressed. but she understands—after all, her hands are occupied with the most important thing in your world.

satoru’s body has begun regenerating on its own—as shoko had expected when he was brought back to her. her body had clicked into autopilot when that blue haired kid handed him off to her, her brain choosing to ignoring the overwhelming sense of relief that washed over her when she saw him pulled away from that death field.

so she could only imagine your feelings in this moment—scared, angry, and yet so hopeful.

because that’s what gojo satoru was to everyone—an embodiment of hope. he had been as such for so many years. she has no doubt that even in death he would be the same.

but despite all that, she wants the blue eyed idiot to wake up already—wants to see his lopsided grin and your relieved face when the two of you look at each other. so all she does is continue to work, because that’s what she’s good at—what she’s always been good at.

working in the shadows.

you don’t say anything to her—you’ve known her long enough not to. shoko thinks back to the thousands of times she’s healed you up after missions, thinks of your sheepish grin when she scolded you for being careless out there. you’ve always been careless about yourself.

she thinks you’ve only ever been truly concerned when satoru was the one who was in trouble.

the two of you were idiots—because while the two of you may not give a shit about your own safety, shoko constantly worried about you both.

so she inhales through her nose, keeping her eyes trained on satoru’s body. “he’ll be fine,” she says, voice steadily echoing around the room. she can feel your eyes on her, feel the studying gaze of them, and oddly enough she relaxes under it.

something so familiar about this all.

she hears you sigh, a nod to her statement, and shoko takes it as a sign of agreement.

it has always been this way with the three of you—too many words unnecessary. at one point in time, it used to be that way among the four of you too.

shoko doesn’t know how much time passes. all she can focus on is the energy flowing from her hands to satoru’s battered body and your rapidly steadying breaths. the silence is not unwelcoming—an odd comfort in the midst of the chaos raging not so far away.

something tilts on its axis when his eyes finally open.

shoko feels like her breath has gone cold, settling low in her chest as she watches him sit up. there’s a brief moment of confusion in his face—eyes hazy as he looks at her. she gives him a pointed stare, not trying to betray her emotions, but the expression is enough for satoru to understand that he wasn’t supposed to be here. the haziness in his eyes clear, and shoko thinks she might be hallucinating because he looks almost apologetic.

and then, his gaze travels past her, to the back corner, and when they land on you shoko can see the puzzle pieces click together. his pupils dilate, lips parting in a sharp inhale as everything finally comes back to him.

you choke back a sob—a sound so pained and shoko almost feels as though it’s cut through her flesh. satoru’s eyes are wild, arms reaching for you before his brain can even catch up. he pulls you against him with reckless abandon, your body folding into his like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

which, shoko understands, it is.

your arms are tight around satoru’s midsection, head buried into his chest—as though if you let him go he’ll slip away all over again. shoko doesn’t blame you—she doesn’t take her eyes off of him for the exact same reason.

satoru’s fingers remain tangled in your hair—a tremor to them that only the most observant eyes can pick up.

your shoulders shake with the effort of holding back a plethora of emotions that shoko both understands and doesn’t. satoru’s hands smooth down your hair, chest heaving as he shuts his eyes and presses his nose to your temple.

it’s an embrace that shoko is almost proud to see—a reunion that she’s grateful to be privy to.

satoru pulls back a little, hands cupping your face as his eyes dart over your features—wild and bright with life.

“‘m sorry—” he’s saying, voice oddly steady for the way his fingertips are trembling against your skin. “i didn’t—i thought—fuck, ‘m so sorry, sweets—”

“you came back.” you’re whispering, voice unsteady and thick with unfiltered longing. you pull him back into a hug. “thank god. you came back.”

satoru’s arms tighten around you imperceptibly. a featherlight kiss dusts your forehead—barely a touch but there all the same.

shoko smothers an amused huff. it’s about time.

your voice is shaking even with your cheek pressed against his chest. “i thought that you—”

satoru nods against your temple. “i did,” he answers, licking at his dry lips. “i mean—”

a sharp inhale. you pull back to study his face. satoru’s voice becomes imperceptibly softer. “i saw…”

shoko doesn’t need to ask what he saw—she knows it automatically. you seem to know it too.

“it’s fine.” he’s shaking his head, lips quirking upward—his thumb brushes over the slope of your cheek with the utmost care. “it doesn’t matter.”

you give him a rueful smile, eyes uncharacteristically dewy, and shoko thanks her lucky stars that the expression seems to bother satoru just as much as it bothers her. she watches him cup your face, leaning his forehead against yours with an oddly somber sigh. your fingers come up to press against his knuckles, and satoru smiles, eyes fluttering at the touch.

shoko sees the color slowly start seeping back into his skin, an all familiar flush dusting his cheeks as he looks down at you, and her shoulders drop—a weight lifting.

she takes a step back.

satoru makes eyes contact with her over your head. there’s something there, deep within cerulean blue, that has shoko’s body finally relaxing. he studies her, eyes wide and open, and for the first time in a long time, she sees the message in them clearly.

his lips curl upward at her, an expression so nostalgic it makes shoko think she can hear the sound of teenage laughter—a gentle voice whispering about the good and bad of their lives. she shuts her eyes—helpless.

satoru watches her expression, somehow understanding, and he smiles to himself. his chin tips down at her, an acknowledgment of sorts, that has her feeling oddly emotional.

shoko shoves her hands in her pockets, and for the first time in a while, she allows herself to smile.

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EVEN MORE Keigo Takami Headcanons.

(It's fluff. Pure fluff. Like...New England marshmallow fluff.) Keigo, who loves to see you on the couch waiting for his return when he returns home to your cramped apartment.

Keigo, who loves it when you ramble on and on about your day at work. He can’t get enough of you're voice.

Keigo, who loves to sneak up behind you first thing in the morning and kiss the back of your neck while his arms snake around your waist.

Keigo, who will still get butterflies when he wakes up to the sight of you. It doesn't matter how long it has been since he met you, you are still as pretty as ever. After so long, he still tries to get used to that fluttery feeling in his chest whenever you nuzzle close to him. There's no fading it. 

Keigo, who hides an engagement ring at the bottom of the drawer of his nightstand…praying that he’ll find the right moment to pop that special question.

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Hawks x Artist! Reader

The reader being a well known artist on social media, and Hawks is a fan.

So, you make your way into a small local coffee shop, and Hawks is trying to lay low there and get some coffee before his nightly patrol. 

You notice him and see this as a perfect opportunity to make him a small sketch.  (you too, are a hawks fan)

About 15-20 minutes go by and your coffee has gone cold. You look up and notice Hawks is packing up ready to go. 

You rushed the final details and scurry over to get the drawing to him.

Once you approach him he welcomes you with that famous smile of his. He catches a glimpse at the crinkled piece of paper in your hands.

You mentioned that you were a fan of his and wanted to make a quick sketch for him, just a nice gesture.

His eyes practically light up when you show him the piece, he adored the linework and the way you perfectly captured his wings. He said it looked familiar somehow…Like he’d seen this sort of style before.

“Are you [insert username]” by any chance?” You were stunned- did he follow your page somehow? “Yes I am!” you said, maybe a little too excitedly.

“Is that so? I’ve been following your page for a while now, Your work is amazing!” Hawks beamed and checked his watch. “I have to go on patrol now, but I’d love to contact you about your work, if that's okay!" He beamed. You gave him a quick nod, and he scattered for a pen to give you his business card lol.

(I made this headcanon while talking to a friend of mine who is also a hawks simp and it was so fun lol)

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Okay hear me out-

the whole "I didn't know where else to go," trope with Hawks

Like it's sometime around 4:00 in the morning. Normally you'd be asleep by now but you have to finish this paperwork first. You were almost done however a loud thud from inside the house startled you. Weird, Could've sworn you locked the doors.

You grabbed the closest thing to your left as a weapon- (or use ur quirk idk-) But thankfully it's just Hawks. It didn't take long for you to notice how exhausted he looked and his wounded arm. He was soaked from the rain and covered in blood- it was hard to look at.

"I'm sorry to wake you, I just didn't know where else to go" He chuckled nervously.

(bitch go to the hospital wtf-)

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The way Hawks copies Ragdoll like that freaking kills me. I love our chill, laidback, chicken-loving, hero

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More Hawks Headcanons! (I'm in class this time.)

Okay- Hawks with an S/O that has ADHD! I love fics like these. (I have Adhd myself!)

Bro is a great listener, I just know it. So imagine him listening to the reader ramble about their hyper-fixations or just a normal interest. He's whipped for sure, absolutely loves the fact that you feel comfortable enough to share your interests with him.

Hawks notices that sometimes you can be forgetful, and he doesn't want you to forget anything important of course- like medicine, sleep...WHOLE MEALS. So if he's out doing hero work and isn't around to make sure you're not forgetting something, he'd leave sticky notes around the house. Or even text you while on patrol. If you tell him that you can handle it on your own, he'll trust you with that. STIMMING!!! He doesn't mind, he never will. If it's just pace around whilst listening to music, or just feeling his feathers. He doesn't comment on it or make you feel bad. Matter of fact, Hawks stims himself!

If you also have troubles regarding sensory, He's right at your side to help. Especially regarding textures and/ or noise. He knows your able to handle yourself just fine, but he can't help but worry sometimes.

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Quick Lil Hawks Headcanon

Hawks confessing his love to a very insecure and closed off reader- so at first they don't believe him:

Hawks: "I love you."

Reader: "Prove it."

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Hello! Do you mind, if I repost your art with credits?

I dont mind at all, go for it! 💗💗💗

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Hawks Comforting a Heartbroken Reader

Nononono bear with me here just listen-

Like I'd imagine them curled up against Hawks as they're sobbing, telling him that they don't know what went wrong, and how can they fix what happened. And he'd be saying stuff like, "They don't know what they're missing, you're beautiful." or "They don't know how amazing you are." And soon he's just bombarding you with love and affection, telling you how much you mean to everyone and especially to him, that one person doesn't change any of that. "I mean- what's there not to love? You're smart, your eyes are gorgeous, and don't get me started on that laugh of yours-" and all they can do is cry more, not out of sadness.

(oof- so this is my first time writing something like this in a long time. Just felt like writing again, y'know?)

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PSA

This blog 🚫 DOES NOT 🚫 tolerate Sonic Unleashed (2008) slander

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this.

Deadpool: hey you know how you have the tendency to make questionable life choices?

Spiderman: it’s a little concerning that YOU’RE the one pointing that out but……… yeah go on.

Deadpool: *gets down on one knee and pulls out a ring* would you be willing to make one right now?