#any time i get a single ounce of support or praise i go feral and insane

[sorbeau]

THIS IS THAT MANIFESTO I WROTE I WANT THE TITLE TATTOOD ON MY EYEBALLS I THINK

The Stars, God, and Most Importantly, You.

There is a fundamental misconception held by most people in the world, in which we believe that we are distinct from everything around us. All of our existence centers on the idea that we are separated from the rest of the universe, and we foolishly act as if we are not built from the stars just as everything else on our planet is. We deceive ourselves into thinking that we are not part of the universe, but watchers and controllers of it.

I was raised by three instead of the American standard of two. My mother was a woman of gentle guidance, my father was a man of simple resolve, and my stepfather was a man of complex science. Describing him as a “man of science” may sound cold and distant, but in my experience, science is anything but. Yes, he was the traditional ex-Christian religion doubter scientist pessimist, but he was anything but cold. Where my mother taught me empathy, and my father taught me responsibility, my stepdad taught me curiosity and truth. 

By teaching me about science and the natural order of things, he instilled in me the gift of investigation and wonder, and through a clinical eye he showed me the complex, improbable wonders of the world. He showed me how flowers reproduce before I learned to write, and he taught me that the smell of rain is petrichor from the earth instead of how to tie my shoes. From him, I learned to ask “why?”.

This being said, my step-father gifted me with three core ideals: 

Science is the only truth in this world, if it cannot be proven, it cannot be.

There is no true God.

If you believe something to be true, fight for it.

This list may be controversial to some. Especially those who enjoy the comfort of religion, but before you storm off in a rage to deliver me passionate speeches on the glory of Allah, or God, or Whoever, listen to the rest of my statements. My step-father is a cold and critical scientist, but I have decided that the science he gave me is nothing short of kind and loving.

Everything I’ve been given, from my name to my ideals, has been changed and morphed to fit me comfortably, and this includes my definition of science and reasoning. This isn’t to say that I’m giving in to delusion, modern religion still has little resonance within me, but I can appreciate the desperate nature in which human love is channeled through it. There is very little in this universe that we understand, so we tend to explain it using abstract, ineffable terms like “divinity”, and the same goes for ourselves. Still, instead of exploring it using the tool of religion, we use science. To the smallest protons, science still cannot fully explain what is happening in your body, just as religion cannot explain what happens amongst the stars. There is so much of our existence that we will simply never know, and using all of the logic and science given to me by my step-father, it has left me stumped and floundering for an answer for as long as I could ponder the subject. However, I have found my answer.

That answer has always been, and will always be, Chaos, Love, and Time. Life always begins with Chaos and improbability, the chances of a sperm reaching an egg to form a baby, or stars colliding to form new elements have always been infinitesimally small. And yet, Chaos is so widespread and ever-present that there happens to be a sizable planet absolutely chock-full of that Life stuff. Of course, Time, being both the cultivator and the reaper of Life pushes it along its journey and is there to see us off when our Life ends. Chaos is our maker, and Time is our unmaker.

But what happens during Life? What gives it its supposed meaning? What gives it its worth? Love. The only thing that makes this consciousness business bearable is that it’s filled to the brim with Love. I don’t mean the simple “I think that girl is cute” kind of love, I mean the ever-present, all-encompassing, so-huge-and-universal-that-it’s-quite-impossible-to-wrap-my-head-around-without-crying Love (the capital “L” is important).

Love surrounds us at every moment whether we notice it or not. There is love in the way the sun shines, the way dirt holds us up, and the way fruit tastes sweet on our tongues. The universe loves itself in ways that are so complicated that men have spent their entire lives trying to unravel the tangled web of energy, and have labeled it science. Yes, science is a pursuit of love. What could be a grander expression of Love than for a human, made of stardust and milk and earth, to dedicate themself to the understanding of the universe in which they are a part?

I was taught to be a man of science, and in the important ways I am. But science, I’ve learned, is more “divine” than my step-father gave it credit for. We both agree that there is no Christian God, but I believe that if She exists, (God would be a She, I believe, as most mothers tend to be) She is the abstract personification of Chaos, Love, and Time, for which we wonderful creatures worship through Science.

[dabiboy]

Hawks taking a shower and reader enters to "help" him... 😏 you get the idea ~

Just finish this one! Hope you like it 😳😳

[Warnings: NSFW, minors please keep scrolling.] 

Author’s note: I recommend listen to Bones by PSM

Shower Time

The day had been long, stressful and getting home was the best relief Hawks could ask for. The only sad thing, was that the apartment was empty and you were not around to be seen. After charging his phone, he saw the six messages you had sent earlier. A mission got in your way, and as a hero you couldn't let that one pass. He could breathe just when you texted back, saying that everything went well and that you were heading home after finishing some paperwork with the police. Keigo smiled at the phone, and left it on the nightstand before stripping off his clothes.

Warm water was now running down his naked body, releasing the tension that his muscles gathered during the day, getting rid of the mud and the sweat, of the dry blood and the stress. He threw his head back, letting the water wash away the entire day, even the way he cracked his neck felt extremely good at that point. He ran his hands through his hair, slowly down to his neck, continuing to his chest and abdomen. Keigo's eyes were closed, and the sound of water filling his ears kept him away from the outside world. He was always paying attention to his surroundings, always feeling what his wings had to say, and it was good to forget about all of that at least for a while. He was so immersed in himself he didn't even hear the door opening.

You walked in, not even calling his name because the sound of the shower replied for him. You made your way to your shared room, and despite being tired as hell when you saw his hero suit laying on the bed a million thoughts ran inside your head. You've been with Keigo long enough, but it was always exciting thinking about him, the image of his naked body covered in water made your body shiver, and you could even feel the heat taking over. Your hero suit joined him on the bed, and you walked towards the bathroom completely naked, not an ounce of shame.

The door was opened slowly, not wanting him to notice you were already there. The big glass was covered in steam, and even in that way it was possible to admire his naked frame, beautiful as always. You watched him for brief seconds, loving the way he ran his hands through his hair, or how he applied some pressure on the sides of his neck to relieve tension.

Your lower lip was trapped between your teeth, and without wasting any more seconds you slowly slipped into the shower. His wings looked majestic, shining thanks to the water, relaxed and it seemed they were not paying attention to what was happening.

You got in between his wings, arms getting under his armpits so your hands could rest on Hawks' chest, it was warm, firm, always welcoming. Keigo smiled, his head turning slightly so he could take a look at you.

''If I were a villain you'd be dead by now'' You teased, kissing the center of his back.

''I had a feeling it was you'' He stated, his hand getting over you so he could held it and press a kiss on it ''Missed you today''

''You never lose huh'' A laugh left your lips ''Same, I couldn't wait to get back to you''

Your voice came out in a whisper as you started kissing his back, electricity was taking over him, since the subtle way your body was touching his wings felt amazing. Slowly and even teasingly, your hands traveled down his body, feeling his abs under your palms, the light hairs that adorned his happy trail, his v-line and his thighs. Honestly it felt way too surreal to be the only one who could have him that way, all for you.

Keigo's chest rose when he got a deep breath, feeling his blood running fast through his body at every single one of your touches. Usually, he was the one in control, he enjoyed being the one in charge, but he also loved to be pampered and covered in affection, just like you were doing now.

He bit his lips when your hands barely touched his semi hard cock, and a drowned moan left his lips. You decided to repeat those actions, just wanting to tease him a bit.

''Looks you're lacking some soap here'' You used the foam that was already on his torso to keep spreading it, even playing with his nipples for brief seconds before keeping your tour on his body.

After a while you moved your hands away, and daringly your fingers were now playing with his wings, preening them, kissing them, anything. And Hawks was moaning lowly at such actions, his wings were one of the most sensitive parts of his body, and right now he was allowing you the permission of playing with them, feel them. You kiss the spot where his skin met his wings, a delicate place that you knew was dainty. The blonde threw his head back for short seconds, loving every single touch.

Keigo turned around, and a huge and sided smile was coated on his face.

''Baby bird's getting cocky?'' He asked, hands on your waist as he looked down your body. Keigo licked his lips and dug his fingers on your skin.

''Fuck, you're so damn gorgeous'' His lips went to your neck, sucking and kissing the area affectionately.

With ease and expertise, he pulled you closer to him his wet body making you feel a cocktail of emotions in less than one second. His large hands wandered all the way of your back to  your ass, grabbing it with the exact amount of strength as he pulled you closer again, making you feel his now hard cock against your thighs.

''See what you do?'' Keigo whispered in your ear, nibbling the earlobe teasingly at the same time he squeezed your asscheek firmly ''Making me so fucking hard, is that what you wanted huh?'' The way he purred in your ear made you weak to your knees.

''Keigo...'' You almost pleaded. But pleaded for what? To be kissed? Fucked? For him to stop his teasing game? You had no clue.

''Shh, I've got you'' He whispered again ''Hands on the wall, my angel'' His hand held your face so he could rustle over your lips before kissing you shortly.

Obediently, you did as he said. You turned around over your axis, slowly, letting him have a complete view of your naked body. Keigo's eyes were now darker golden, tantalizing your body and everything you caused on him. How the hell on earth could you be so perfect? A hissing sound left his parted lips when your hands were on the wall, and he could feel his heart pounding against his chest at the time you looked at him over your shoulder, sensually, inviting.

''Stick your ass out for me'' You heard him say as he stood right behind you, looking at your actions ''That's it, angel, just like that'' The way he praised you was always embracing.

Truth was, he was not in a teasing mood. At least, not in that very same second. He used his hands to spare your asscheeks a bit, hissing at the perfect view, the view that made him go feral and loving every time. With one free hand he grabbed his cock, and after pumping it a few times he aligned himself with your slick folds, pushing it in slowly.

The way you moaned echoed in the bathroom, and he joined you shortly after. Keigo cursed under his breath as he pulled out and push in again, the slow motions being almost painful. He rested a hand on your hip, while used the other to lift your thigh, wanting to get even deeper.

His movements were not rough and fast as usual, they were slow, tempting, agonizingly delicious. The way he was stretching you out felt heavenly, and you could never get enough of it.

Seconds seemed to be slower, longer. The time moved completely different whenever you and Keigo were together, it was the perfect synchrony, the perfect addiction, the perfect moment.

Large hands were now holding you by the waist as he kept thrusting in and out, his mouth biting your shoulder and moaning right in your ear. Sweet nothings, praises, dirty words. A carnival of sentences that were sending you to the edge faster by the second. Your hands were holding his, as if it was a way of support, but at the same time it was a way of screaming 'don't let me go, never' and he knew it, he was aware of it and he was showing it to you with the most steaming affection.

Just when you were about to feel heaven with your own senses, Keigo stop his motions and pulled out slowly. 'Turn around' you heard him say, and of course you did.

He didn't even give you time to think when his mouth was attached to your right breast, kissing the sensitive bud with no shame. He repeated his actions with the neglected one, and once he had enough his mouth was all over your belly, making its way down to the place where you needing him the most. Keigo grabbed your leg and put it over his shoulder, and his eyes were locked on you. He was dying to see your reactions, every one of them.

He licked your clit one time, then two, and then three. His mouth fell on your wetness in a mouth opened kiss, eating you out as if you were his last and most delightful meal. Your head hit the wall softly, not being caple of keeping your eyes open and look at him, but that's what he wanted. He wanted you to squirm under his touch, under his actions.

But then he did it again. Keigo was sucking on your clit with ease, lapping and sucking it with all the time in the world, and when you were close to reach your high one more time he stopped. And you cursed.

''Keigo, what the-'' He cut you off with a kiss, making you taste yourself on his mouth.

''I want you to look in my eyes when I cum deep,'' He moved to your ear leaving sloppy kisses in your jaw, voice raspy and sensual ''Deep inside you, baby bird'' You could tell he was smiling. ''I want to see the pretty face you make when you cum all over my cock, yeah?'' He sentenced.

He held you by the underside of your thigh once more, sliding inside you so easily you cried out his name as you held tight on his shoulders, fingers slowly playing with the areas of his wings you could reach.

Keigo moaned when you did so, and you felt a fire building up inside you when his starving eyes were locked on yours, so many emotions that you couldn't even describe them.

His thrusts started again, at first slow and painful in a teasing way, but thanks to the way you were looking at him he started to move faster, the lewd sounds of skin against skin, water splashing on your bodies and the bathroom filling the place. Again, time seemed to slow down whenever the intimacy between the two of you was bigger than usual, but you among all of that pleasure you could tell time was moving forwards because his cock twitched inside of you, telling you he was getting close. Same for him, though. Your walls were clamping down on him so deliciously he couldn't feel to get closer and closer every time. Keigo's thrusts became messier, a little bit rough.

The whole time his honey like eyes were on you, and when he frowned his expression you knew he was there. Your nails dug in his skin for brief seconds before moving to his wings, fingers tangled on his feathers. That action made him moan right over your mouth, and thanks to the way you clenched on him, Keigo let go. His expression was so pretty, eyebrows frowned, mouth open and the sweetest souds leaving his mouth as his hot cum was filling you up. He was mesmerized too, all of your facial features sending him to the edge, making his cock twitch inside of you and his heart beating so fast against his chest he thought it could escape at any time.

Keigo's face landed on the crook of your neck as he delicately put your leg on the floor again, you held him close to you, warm water running down the two bodies as he left sloppy kisses on your neck. Both breathings were erratic, but the smiles weren't going to be erased easily.

After some minutes, he gained some distance so he could look at you with a wide and lazy smile.

''Hi'' He laughed

''Hi'' You imitated his actions as your hands were now taking the golden locks away from his forehead ''You look so pretty with wet hair'' You smile, an enamored smile.

''You look pretty all the time'' His smile was enchanted too, and he pressed a kiss on your forehead ''How was your day? I couldn't ask you earlier, since you lady put your hands all over me with no hesitation'' He laughed again.  

''Is not like you didn't like it'' You replied with a lifted eyebrow, leaving a kiss on his chin ''Fine, took down some bad guys and did some paperwork, the usual'' You shrugged your shoulders.

''That's my girl'' Keigo said with a smile, pressing his forehead on yours. ''What if,'' This time he pulled away, hands rubbing your shoulders tenderly ''I wash your hair, and then we make some dinner so then we can cuddle the night away?'' His eyes lighted up, just like his smile

''Best plan ever'' You kissed him one more time before hugging him tightly.  

Could that man be any more perfect? And when his hands started to wash your hair so skillfully, you knew the answer.