A Flavourless Dried Fruit
Hawks x reader
A crystal clear mason jar sat on the grey marble circular low lying table, which sat in front of the large flat screen TV in the living room area. The large jar was filled about 75% full with glossy maroon coloured dates- a dried fruit you weren't all that fond of, but your feathered friend seemed to adore. At least enough to fill an entire jar with them.
The man in question was lounging around on one of the white sofas that was opposite the TV screen and snacking on the dates like they were a bowl of sea salted crisps.
Having come back down from changing into your pyjamas, the soft cotton being much more comfortable than the itchy tights, you quickly went into the kitchen for a glass of water and made your way over to Keigo.
Upon noticing your approach, he turned down the volume of the late night quiz show he was watching (in which a couple lesser known pro heroes were competing) and greeted you with a backhanded wave. Even though he couldn't see behind him, you returned the gesture as you walked over to him and once you had gotten a better look at what was in the jar you smiled to yourself.
"Okay, tell me why you're not actually three birds perched on top of each other hiding in a trenchcoat," you giggled, leaning over the back of the sofa next to Keigo, who was casually sat down watching TV.
Keigo rolled his eyes and sighed, pretending to cringe at your joke. He looked up at you and replied, "Not your best one Petals."
Crossing your arms, you rested your head attop them and complained, "How can you say that when you've taken all the good bird puns?"
"Excuses," he chuckled, shaking his head and popping a date in his mouth, "Besides when have you ever seen me in a trenchcoat?"
"You should wear them, jokes aside I think it'd really suit you. And hey- speaking of clothes," you said, reaching out to tug lightly at 'his' t-shirt, "Why are you wearing my white shirt?"
"Well I had a shower earlier today and had some clean clothes drying in the laundry room," he said, "But when I went in I saw your shirt left out in the open, and since I was needed for a meeting I put it on and hurried to my laptop."
"Seriously...?"
"It was right there in front of me and I was running late," he said and threw up his hands for effect, "And this thing's way too big for you anyway; at least it actually fits me."
"But that's the point," you said and you climbed over the back of the sofa to sit next to him (carefully as to not risk stepping on his wing), legs extended to the floor and crossed at the ankles, "It's called fashion, gotta commit to the look."
"So you say," he shrugged, "Why was that the only piece of clothing left out?"
"Oh, I washed it because it had pasta sauce on one of the sleeves," you explained, "I had put it in the washing machine with a couple other items, but they dried quicker."
"Hm ok," he said, shifting his position so that he was better facing you and pushing the jar towards you with a feather, "I shouldn't really offer you any given that weird 'bird pun' or whatever that was just now, but here. Help yourself."
"Thanks," you said, after all you hadn't had one in a while. And once you'd reached into the jar, picked out one of the discount prunes and tasted it, you remembered why. The texture, at least to you, was something left to be desired, although the chew reminded you of a desert you thought was much better.
"You don't like them?" Keigo asked, curiously watching your reaction.
"They're ok I guess, I don't hate them..." you said, "Mochi is better."
"Both are good," Hawks said as he leaned against the back of the sofa.
Then his eyes gleamed mischievously, he picked up one of the fruits and lazily tossed it at your direction. You lurched forward to grab at it, managing to just about catch the shriveled pebble in the palm of your dominant hand. The momentary sense of pride it brought made you hum to yourself.
"Date me," he said.
That triumphant breath hitched in your throat and your grip loosened, almost making you drop what you had just so expertly caught just seconds ago. Soundless mutterings left your agape mouth and face flaring up as your brain jumped to analyse the first interpretation that demand meant...
That was until...you glanced down at the now sticky fruit that sat patiently in your warm palm and then back at Keigo. With a growing earnest smile, he sat cross-legged opposite you, leaning forward ever so slightly. Expectant.
Oh.
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I misread that "Hawks is forced to give a talk at Izuku's school. His class would like to know why he knows the number 3 hero" ask at first and thought it was about Anyone. And I'm now just laughing imagining Izuku's civillian identity's classmates and acquaintances reactions. Or class 1a too, since they know Izuku through Shouto. Like, what do you mean Shouto's perfectly normal civillian boyfriend knows the number 3 hero (and oh, did Hawks just flinch when Izuku glared at him or did they see wrong..? )
The real difference between villains and super villains is that the latter are immediately willing to murder people to keep their civilian identity. Hawks has a very bad feeling, like someone walked over his grave, from the moment he takes one step in Kohaku, and when he enters that classroom and sees who is there, he can literally see the decision in Yami's eyes to silence him forever.
And honestly, Yami doesn't even have to kill Hawks himself. He can just pull the puppy eyes on the other supervillain with actual mass murder under his belt and who is indulging him like crazy and Hawks' body will never be found.
Hawks almost flies out of the room and through the unopened window but one look from Yami freezes him in place.
Hawks is a magnificent actor, trained to keep his cool under immense pressure but this time, he is a stammering mess, trying very hard not to glance at the small white demon looking at him with a very cold look in his eyes. Still, he manages to hide how terrified he is... right until Izuku raises his hand to ask a question. Which question, you ask? Nobody knows because the number 3 hero was startled so hard that he flung himself out of the room and never came back.
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!!!!!! So Lillian made her own working Flute?? 🥺 was it for her to play, or somebody else? (Also sorry if you answered this somewhere in some form before I got excited sndjejfs)
Over the course of her journey she actually makes two, both of which are for her own use!
The first is made during the events of Stormblood as the musicality of Xaela ceremonies bring back memories of her tribe and the small collection of instruments, a flute being among them, her blood mother possessed. Wishing to take part/share in the culture, Lillian whittles one over the course of a night remembering where her child-fingers would go to produce what sounds with a rough approximation of what dimensions her adult-fingers demand. And it works! (sort of)
The second is during her time in Elpis. Having more experience this time around, she carves a more faithful replica and she plays for Meteion in a recreation of a coming-of-age ceremony which the Miqo'te was never allowed to take part in. (Made possible by the entelechy's own ability to manifest said recreations using Lillian's own childhood memories)
The song performed in both of these events is a rendition of her Keeper tribe's traditional canticle: "Dedicated to Moonlight"
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scarvi gang social media handles
Juliana
Personal account (discord and instagram): jsandwiches✨(jsandwiches#5826)
Professional champion account: @trainer-juliama
Penny
Discord username: Cassiopeia#0700 (paid for nitro just to get the number)
Discord alt: cybrsecurivee#5607
Tumblr: @cybrsecurivee (note that her blog's run under the screen name V, or Cassie, depending on her mood)
Tumblr alt: @bannerbrixasterism
Twitter (account mostly dead as of the elon takeover): @cybrsecuri-V
Arven
Most messaging platforms: @Arven-Turo-Sada
Discord (only has an account because Penny pestered him to join the group chat): Professional Dog Lover#4039
(note: his bio then simply reads as 'Professional Lizard Hater')
Nemona
Personal discord (only has an account because Penny pestered her to join the group chat): fightmeee#3913
Personal instagram: @nem0naaaa_
Professional accounts: @nemonawantstobattle
Geeta
Most professional accounts, Tumblr (yes, really) included: @Champion-Geeta. (she's got a huge following on Tumblr, but nobody really likes her)
Carmine
Most accounts: @ckrmiiine (she is so so so active on her insta story)
Kieran
(assuming he eventually gets a phone in his second year at blueberry)
Discord (dragged into the gang groupchat): k.02#2222 (penny gifted him nitro for the sake of the numbers)
Instagram (personal): @k_02 (still has not accepted the follow request from @ckrmiiine)
Reddit: u/hereticalloreseeker02
Tumblr (secret from everyone, except Penny, who found him and, to his horror, followed him. This is where he vents, and how): @veryfuckingheretical
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