#I’m not letting myself analyze in detail tonight I should be showering then watching my film studies movie for tomorrow right now

[purecommemasolitude]

Spinning the RITF lyrics in my mind as one does and like. Damn. It’s obvious Darry’s having mental health problems but when you look closer at the lyrics he’s REALLY having mental health problems

[lilchibi-chan]

Hawks Mafia! AU x Reader

Part 2. Here is part 1 and thanks so much for the support on the first post.

It’s the next morning and you wake up around 10:30. You decided to call your boss and inform her about what happened last night and that you would most likely be taking some time off. She was very understanding and told you to take as much time as you needed. She was still willing to pay you the same amount for the time you would eventually miss. You thank her for her kindness and she informs you that it’s no problem at all and she thinks of you as one of her own.

You had started working at the diner to help pick up what financial aid didn’t pay for and you were set on quitting after you graduated, but you couldn’t find the heart to leave. You grew to love the people that came in and your boss. You’ve even spent holidays with her the times you couldn’t get home. You start thinking about all the memories you have working at the diner and suddenly your phone rings. It’s Hawks.

“Hello,” you say, a small hint of tiredness still in your voice

“Mornin’ baby bird,” he says so happily that you can basically see his smile on your side of the phone

“Morning,” you say, a yawn escaping your mouth

“So what’re you doing right now,” he asks, genuinely curious

“Well I was about to get a cup of coffee and make myself something to eat,”

“Well how about instead of doing that, I kidnap you and take you out to eat,” he says, pleased with himself

You smile and let a small laugh escape your mouth.

“I would love that, but I’m not even close to being dressed.”

You take a look at the clock and its 11:15

You take a moment to think about it and think that this could be a good thing.

“How soon will you be here” you ask 

“Look out your window, humming bird”

You go to your window and open the curtain. You see him, standing outside his car, which is below your window.

“How-when-”

“Don’t worry about it, baby bird. Just go get ready and I’ll see you when you get down here”

“How should I dress”

“For brunch”

He hangs up right after and you go through your closet trying to figure out what to wear.

You finally decide on a white mock neck bodysuit, light wash skinny jeans and a pair of nude patent leather pumps.

You quickly shower and get dressed, then put on light makeup. You grab a jacket just in case and your purse and head down to meet Hawks.

He smiles as soon as you walk out and rushes over to help you down the stairs. Once you make it down, he walks with you to the car, still hand in hand and opens the door for you.

“Such a gentleman,” you say, somewhat mockingly

“Only when I need to be,” he says with a shrug of his shoulders and a cocky smile, that you can’t help but smile back in response to

“So where are you taking me,” you ask curious

“It’s a surprise” he says with a side smile

“Don’t worry baby bird. You’ll see soon enough”

With that, he drives off. After 15 minutes, he pulls up in front of a hotel. He opens the door for you to exit the car and puts a hand out for you. You take his hand and you enter the gorgeous hotel. He walks straight in past reception and walks to the restaurant that is on the same floor as the lobby.

The host automatically escorts you both to a private room and your mind starts to wander. You figured he was rich and in some type of position of power, but you were still unsure of how much he actually possessed.

After the host leaves you two, Hawks pulls out a chair for you to sit down. You thank him and take a seat. After pushing you in, he takes his and hands you a menu.

As your analyzing the menu, you can’t stop thinking about Hawks and what he does. You wanna know more about him, but you also don’t wanna pry if he’s not open to talking about it.

“What’s going on, baby bird? I see those wheels turning in your head,” he says with a smirk

“Ya know for a guy, you’re quite observant”

“I have to be. Ya never know with people. You always gotta watch your back. Especially in a position of power”

“W-what do you do exactly,” you ask, piggybacking off of what he just said,“I noticed when we walked in that you were treated like literal royalty and when you would come to the diner I noticed your clothes were a lot nicer and clean cut than most of the business men that would come in. I figured you had a lot of money, but judging from the way you were treated,it’s more than I initially thought.”

“Well, I “do” a few things. As a matter of fact, I own this hotel. I also own a couple more around the country, we’re looking to expand to others. I have a few businesses I run. Fashion, modeling, and marketing. You could say I’m a man of many talents,” he says with a cocky smirk

You let out a small laugh and the waiter comes in with champagne and some food. He places a plate in front of you with pancakes, eggs, bacon and some syrup on the side. As well as some apple juice, just in case you didn’t want the champagne.

“I ordered ahead for us. I hope you’re okay with your order,” he says hopefully

“It’s fine,” you say smiling

It was a huge plate of food, but you were starving so you were gonna be able to at least finish half and have some for later at home.

Once you both finished at brunch, Hawks took your hand and you both walked out together to his car. He has a very gentle touch when holding your hand. Almost as if, you’re the most precious,fragile thing he could ever hold. Like one small move and you’ll break instantly.

You didn’t even notice, but you were staring at your hands together.

His touch was warm and his hands were soft, despite their rough and manly looking appearance.

You start to admire the details of his hand and the rings he had on.

He let go of your hand, which snapped you out of your trance.

He opens the door for you, then proceeds to the other side of the car as he usually does.

He’s about to pull off, but receives a phone call.

“Hello,” he says stern

The warmth that once filled his was now gone and there was a cold look in his face. Judiging from that, you were convinced what he was just told wasn’t good in the slightest bit.

“Baby bird, I have to drop you home. Something came up at the office and that I need to take care of like right now. I’m so sorry,”

“I could go with you. It’s not I really had anything planned for today,” you say, trying to brighten his mood

He softly smiles at you

“Today’s not really the best day and I’d much rather show you around when I’m in a better mood. How about...I bring you some dinner tonight? Let’s say 8?,” he asks hopefully

“That’s fine,” you say smiling

He kisses your hand

“Thanks, hummingbird. I won’t be late. I promise,” he says, gripping your hand a bit tighter

He drives off and takes you home. He watches as you enter your building, just as he did last night.

He pulls off and makes his way to his office....

Or so you thought

Meanwhile with Hawks

He makes it to a warehouse that’s an hour outside of the city. He made sure to turn his phone off, so that he wouldn’t be found by anyone.

He enters

“Where’s the fucker at,” he asks fuming

“Right inside,sir” Tokoyami says, following Hawks as he makes his way further inside the warehouse

Hawks walks further in and there he is, hand cuffed to a chair.

“Nice to see you, Twice”

He says nothing

“Aww, cat gotcha tongue...don’t worry, we’ll change that,” Hawks says with a menacing smile

He takes off his rings and puts them onto a silver platter that Tokoyami held out for him.

He picks up a steel rod and starts swinging it around,feeling its weight in his hand.

“So Twice, I heard from a little bird, that you’ve been trying to steal my inventory and trying to embezzle money from my company. The funniest part about this is you thought I wouldn’t find out.”

“Ya know if I wasn’t hand cuffed to this fucking chair right now, I could kick your ass,” he says with a smile

Hawks laughs

“Ya know Twice, you would be a better boss if you weren’t so FUCKING sloppy. I mean c’mon. You’ve been in the game longer than I have and you pull something as stupid as trying to steal from me. It’s honestly embarrassing”

He runs a hand through his hair.

“Twice, I’m a nice guy. I really am, so here’s what I’ll do. I’m gonna let you off with a warning.”

He lifts up the steel rod and cracks Twice in the knee.

“Try that shit again and I will break both of your legs or kill you, depends on how generous I’m feeling...Shadow, get him out of here”

Tokoyami does what he’s told and uncuffs Twice’s hands and feet from the chair. He drags him to the back door of the warehouse and throws him out.

“So what now sir,” Tokoyami asks curious

“Now, we prepare for war. Twice isn’t gonna back down that easy just because I threatened him. He’s gonna use whatever he can to get me and what I’ve built. He wants to be number one and he’ll stop at nothing. Little does he know, I’m one tough bastard and I’m gonna fight for what’s mine. Call everyone and have them meet at the house in an hour.”

“But sir, it takes an hour to get back in the city and it’s rush hour by now so-“

“So it should be no problem for everyone to get there on time. Now go call them”

“Yes sir”

With that, Tokoyami exits the warehouse to call the rest of the members.

Hawks makes his way to his car and drives back to the city to make it to his penthouse.

He ends up beating everyone there, but he did drive a little above the speed limit and took some shortcuts he knew, that way he wouldn’t be stopped by police on his way there.

He takes the elevator that only he has access to and goes straight to his penthouse.

He pours himself some scotch as soon as he gets in. He doesn’t usually drink much, but today warranted one. A stiff drink at that.

Soon there were knocks at his door.

“C’mon in boys,” he says, drink in hand

“I’m sure Shadow already briefed on the situation at hand. We’ve dealt with some pretty rough bastards before, but none of them compare to Twice. As I said to Shadow, he’ll use whatever he can to get to me, my business and people I care about. Make sure to never have your guard down and protect yourselves. Brief everyone on your location before and after you leave. I may be hard on you guys, but I’m not gonna lose any of you to him just cause we were ill prepared.”

“You got it boss. Ain’t nothin gonna get past the great King,” Bakugou says

“Yeah boss, we’re the manliest that you’ve got,” Kirishima says

“I knew I could count on you, King and Red”

“M-me too boss. I know I look weak, but I won’t let anyone or anything get to you, us or the people you care about,” Deku says

“Thanks, Deku. I never thought of you as weak by the way. I don’t judge a book because anyone is capable of anything.”

“R-right,” Deku says

Everyone else agrees to follow Hawks’ orders and to be extra vigilant in the coming days. They couldn’t make stupid mistakes. Although Twice is injured, he still has skilled assassins under his thumb and one slip up could cause anyone’s demise.

After everyone leaves, he decides to shower and wash the day off of him. He lets the hot water flow down his body, almost as if it was melting ice off of him. His mind drifted to you and he smiled, but that smile quickly faded when he realized the life he was bring you into and what would happen if Twice ever found out about you and where you live.

He couldn’t tell you about this side of him. He knew you would view him as a monster. This lifestyle was basically an unforgivable one that ended a lot of his relationships in the past. He knew there would come a day when he would have to fess up eventually, but that day wasn’t going to be today. He wants to be able to live in the happy moments he has with you and make them last as long as he can.

Picture 1: Human Tokoyami by ChigoPlush on DeviantArt

Picture 2 by Kiro_Tktr

Hope y’all enjoyed!! I know it’s super long, but I figured I owe you guys that, being that it took so long to come out. Thank y’all for the support on this new fanfic and I’m also wondering if we should give it an actual name. Leave me a comment or reblog with what you think the name should be, if there should be a name.

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[drkoestersmithrpg]

For You

Peter was an enigma, a sweet baby-faced angel wrapped around an experienced and practical lover.  Tony couldn’t begrudge Peter his experience, given how long he had waited until he made his move.  

Not that Peter blamed him for his caution.  Even now that they were together they still seemed to be circling each other like lions, at least in the bedroom.  In the lab they could complete each other’s sentences, in the skies, complete each other’s moves.  Not in the bedroom.  Maybe it made sense.  

The stakes were higher there.  

Not that they didn’t trust each other.  They had always trusted each other.  They trusted each other with their lives.  But in the bedroom there was just more to lose.

Tony liked it slow and tender.  Peter tolerated that for as long as he could, then threw Tony down on his back and riding him when he just couldn’t take it anymore.  Tony tried not to let it hurt his feelings, there was certainly something very hot about being manhandled by his much-stronger lover.  Still, it was difficult to show off your finesse when your lover was riding your cock and begging you to “do it harder.”

Peter didn’t talk much during sex.  When Tony talked he often found himself with a mouthful of Peter’s tongue (again, hard to complain.)  Peter pulled away after sex, flinching from Tony’s touch and keeping his face turned away.  But Tony found that, if they didn’t rush to the shower, his young lover would be back in his arms after the cool-down.  

Especially when they talked through the after-analysis. Just like they did in the lab. Just like they did in the skies. Tony didn’t get it every time, but when he did it was very revealing.

He worried a lot, the older man with this impossibly-strong, impossibly beautiful lover.  He took nothing for granted.  Tried to bring his A game.  He tried not to talk all the time, tried not to be a wall-of-sound, remembering some past-lover’s complaints.  And Peter had said he watched porn with the sound turned off, “Because people say the stupidest things.”  Tony was trying to put his best foot forward.  Both of them were being overly cautious.

Tonight was a good night.  Yes, Peter was now almost curled up in a ball facing the other way a good four feet away on the bed, still Tony had reason to believe it was going to be a good night.  “Fuck, Tony, I’ve never come that hard in my life!” he had said before retreating, and that couldn’t be bad.  Tony waited patiently for Peter to recover.

“Seriously… damn Tony.”  Peter said finally, finally turning his face to look into Tony’s eyes. Tony smiled and reached out a hand. Soon their fingers were intertwined and they were talking peacefully.

The conversation turned to talking during sex. Tony feared Peter would comment on Tony’s wordiness (and Tony had been doing so WELL.  He was saying LESS THAN HALF of what was going through his mind tonight.  What could he say?  The kid inspired him.  But he would do better.  He would do anything for Peter.)

“I just don’t get it half the time… I mean what is a cockslut?  Is there, like, a tongue-slut and a finger-slut?  I mean you came here to have sex how are you going to deride me for wanting the thing you showed up for?  I mean if I was here by myself it would be different…”

They talked and laughed, comparing porn videos, comparing dialog.  Soon Tony was teasing out more details from Peter and the things he liked and didn’t like. He thought lit would be easy at first -- Peter had been so upfront about what he wanted Tony to do to him that first night.  But on some matters he could be surprisingly reluctant.  

“I like when you kiss me, I do,” he was saying now, biting his lip in between confessions and looking down shyly.  “When I pull away it’s not, I don’t want you to stop, I just… sometimes I have to take a break.

“And I know you like it face to face but it’s just too much sometimes, that’s why I turn around.   Sometimes I just want to hide my head under a pillow, it’s so much.”

“This is your own fault you know,” he scolded, poking Tony’s arm with one finger.  “It’s because you’re too good.”

“Is it because your senses dialing up to 11?”

Peter’s mouth opened but nothing came out.  He looked at the ceiling and blinked in surprise. It was a while before he spoke.

“Damn, you’re right.”

Soon Peter was back in Tony’s arms, his head on Tony’s shoulder, and they were touching each other gently, analyzing, complimenting. Inwardly Tony was promising himself he would take a vow of silence in bed if that’s what it took to keep Peter around.  There were many men who wanted the touching to stop when the sex was over.  There were many women with whom Tony wanted the touching to stop BEFORE the sex was over. Peter was more than willing to keep close afterward.  

And, sometimes, in the closeness, Peter revealed very personal things.

It was happening now.  He was whispering something to Tony, and Tony was straining to hear.  Peter wasn’t usually shy about describing sex, but was struggling to say something now. Tony pulled the boy close and stroked his hair as Peter spoke.

“The things you say… they’re really sweet.  And… nice.   And when you tell me I’m… oh god… when you say I’m being good for you, or that’s it’s ‘perfect’… I know that should be as hot as it is, but it is.  But…”

Tony didn’t interrupt.  He was barely breathing, trying to hear.  In a moment Peter would ask him not to talk so much, and he would certainly agree.  At this moment he would agree to anything.

“But… oh god this is embarrassing,” he said, covering his face for a moment.  Then took a deep breath and tried again.  “But it’s SO hard for me to come sometimes.  No matter how good the sex is.  It’s hard, you know, it’s hard sometimes to just relax and let it happen. And I wish…”

Tony looked into Peter’s eyes and stroked his hair, silently, waiting.

Peter moved his head until he was practically whispering against Tony’s ear.

“Sometimes… I mean I think it would help… sometimes I wish…

“Sometimes I wish you would talk to me more…”