#dabihawks lovechild

[werewolfnightwalker]

Dabihawks Lovechild Fluff

Because I haven't posted one in a while. Ft. my lovechild, Tenshi.

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Hawks has a rare day off, where he could do anything he liked, where he could relax.

Never one to sit idle, though, Hawks decides to do a Livestream Q&A for his fans in his living room. He's dressed casually, in his PJs, even, and has a mug of coffee when the steam starts.

It's slow in the beginning, and he greets the first handful as he sips his coffee, waiting for a decent crowd before explaining that he's just bored, this is basically a casual Ask Me Anything. After a pause, comments start coming in.

"What's your favorite food?" Come on, Hawksgoldenpubes3, you should know that. It's fried chicken!" He laughs.

"Is it true you have bird feet?" You know how much I wish I had bird feet? I'm- stop spamming "feet reveal," it's not happening."

"What's your favorite color?" Oh, easy. It's cyan, same as my hubby's eyes. ... Husband reveal? Yeah, okay. He'll wander out here eventually, it's not even nine though."

"Favorite hobby?" Hm... Does taking my eyas for ice cream count? We go get ice cream and go to the park at least twice a week, it's what I- eyas? Oh, that's my chick's nickname. He'll wander out here soon, too. He's like his Da, he's a late sleeper."

The questions go on and on, and Hawks just kicks back, sips his coffee, and answers them as his stream amasses thousands of viewers.

Finally, around eleven, a figure shambles into the background, and Hawks turns around.

"Hi, firefly!"

"Mngh. Hi, pigeon. You eat yet?" Touya yawns, shuffling up to the couch and slumping over the back to wrap his arms around him.

"Nope, I've got my coffee."

"Coffee is not breakfast, birdbrain. I'm making french toast."

"Okay." Hawks laughs, "Say hi to my viewers, first!"

Touya raises his head and spots the camera. "Oh- uh, hi." He stands up, embarrassed, and quickly walks into the background, towards the kitchen.

Hawks looks back at the chat and laughs. "Yup, that's husband. His name is Touya- yes I know he's pretty, that's why I married him. Well, that, and the fact that I love him. ... Yes, that's very gay. Anyway, more questions!"

"How big is his-" I'm not answering that. Big."

"What does he do?" He's a stay-at-home dad." Hawks smiles, "He does the cooking, the cleaning, he makes sure Tenshi gets to school on time- he helps me keep my life together, which is another reason I married him."

Close to eleven thirty, a much smaller figure, dressed in a penguin onesie, shuffles into the room. "I smell french toast." Tenshi exclaims.

"Da's cooking, eyas." Hawks calls, his wings flaring and flapping happily as he reaches for his kid, "Come here, come say hi to my fans." He urges.

Tenshi wanders over and looks at the chat, his eyes widening. "Hi!" He chirps, golden wings fluffing.

Hawks grins as the chat fills with "hello!"s and "Hi, Tenshi!"s and "he's so cute!!!!"s.

"You wanna answer some questions, baby bird?"

"Sure!" Tenshi beams, so Hawks pulls him into his lap and squints at the screen.

"Okay, someone asked, "what's your favorite subject in school?"" Hawks reads for him.

"I like music class!" Tenshi says proudly.

"Yeah? Why's that?" Hawks prompts.

Tenshi hesitates, before he giggles shyly and wraps his wings around himself, trying to hide. "Because that's the class I have with Kutsuki! He's my best friend." He says, tan cheeks turning pink.

Hawks chuckles and looks at the camera knowingly, before he looks at the chat again. "Let's see... "Tenshi, who's your favorite dad?"" He looks down at his son, an eyebrow raised.

"Da!" Tenshi announces without hesitation, before he reaches up and wraps his arms around Hawks' neck, "But you're my favorite papa!" He adds.

"Nice save." Hawks teases, kissing his crimson hair.

"Hey, birdies, breakfast!" Touya calls from the kitchen.

"Okay, one more question and then I'm going to pause the stream while we go eat." Hawks announces, "One last Q for Ten, lessee... "Tenshi, what do you want to be when you grow-?""

"A hero!" Tenshi yells before Hawks can finish, "I'm gonna be a hero, just like my papa, and I'm gonna be the next number one, too!" He puffs his wings and chest up, beaming.

"Number one? But I thought you wanted to be my sidekick." Hawks frowns, his wings drooping, too.

Tenshi pouts, turning to tuck his face into his papa's neck. "I'll always be your sidekick, Papa, but I'm gonna be number one, too! Then you can have more days off for us to go to the park!" He explains earnestly.

The chat is live to see Hawks' heart melt in real time, tears shimmering in his eyes for a moment as he scoops up his chick and peppers his face with kisses.

"You're! So! Freaking! Cute!" He exclaims between kisses, until Tenshi is shrieking with laughter. Hawks laughs, too, but it sounds more like a teary hiccup.

Finally, he puts Tenshi down and wipes his eyes. "Ah, okay. Go get your breakfast, eyas, I'll be right there." He says, clearing his throat.

"Okie dokie. Bye, people." Tenshi flashes the camera a peace sign and wanders off.

Hawks watches him go, before he looks at the chat. "Okay, well, I'm gonna go eat, too. Might turn this back on later, but-" He pauses as he reads some of the responses. "No, you cannot have him, that's my baby bird." He pouts, "And you can't have my husband, either!" He laughs, "Okay, bye, baby birds!"

The stream cuts out, and Keigo gets up, heading towards the kitchen to join his partner and son for breakfast.

Later, he'll forget to turn the stream back on, and take Tenshi to the park to play with Kutsuki instead. They'll get lunch, before doing some shopping and getting ice cream. Finally, they'll come home in time for Keigo to help Touya make dinner, make sure Tenshi has a bath, and then settle on the couch with Touya for one-on-one time and a movie.

He's never one to sit idle on his days off. Not when they're what he looks forward to the most.

//End. Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed, consider leaving me a tip!

[mentallygillmha]

mmm Touya watching his and Kiegos child kick ass from a mental institution like “thats my kid!:D”

[wolfensteindrawing]

They have been living rent free in my brain in their own private penthouse

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[sparkles-and-trash]

some dabihawks lovechildren fluff ~

To begin with, Touya was the nervous wreck.

With all his baggage and trauma he was terrified of transfering that to innocent kids.

Keigo was always calm, sure it was gonna be a-okay!

…until he actually like, held the twins.

Saw their tiny faces, held their little hands, he had a full blown «holy shit these are real humans I have to care for» moment that makes him a little crazy.

Touya however, regresses right back into his big brother years.

He loves being silly with them, throwing them in the air, making them giggle so heard they’re out of breath.

Everytime Keigo reads up on parenting books and forums and goes into a bit of a frenzy, Touya likes to remind him that;

«Hey, look at how fucked up our childhood was, and we turned out fine!»

…which used to make Keigo being up the villain and child solider point, but he gives up on that during the twins’ first year.

Keigo spends four years running around after the twins telling them to watch out, be careful, wear their helmets, don’t fly without supervision, to take care of each other, all without realizing how crazy he’s being.

Then they decide to build the twins a tree house.

It starts out with Touya and Keigo doing it together, but after Touya nearly killed Keigo five times within the first hour because of how helpless he is with tools, it ends up with Natsuo coming over and helping Keigo out.

Keigo goes into full on project mode, and Natsuo likes Keigo, and he loves his niece and nephew, so he hangs on the best that he can.

After three days the little birdhouse, as Natsuo likes to call it, is finished, and the kids are so excited they can hardly stay on the ground.

When they finally arrive to the scene, Touya has to excuse himself for a solid five minutes to get his laughter under control.

Keigo built their kids a tree house.

On the ground.

Well, it’s maybe two or three feet off the ground, but it’s hardly a tree house of any kind.

The kids are still happy as can be, they hadn’t really known what to expect anyway, and Natsuo has to explain how the hours started up actually in the tree, but got moved a little closer to the ground three times a day.

He’d try to talk Keigo out of it, but he quite honestly found the whole thing funny as hell.

Touya doesn’t have the heart to tell either Keigo or the kids how ridiculous it is to have a tree house on the ground, especially since all three of them can fly, so he just lets them have their fun.

When the twins gets a little older and brings friends over, some of them like to make some comments about the «ground house», but the twins always defends it so hard the other kids give up.

After all, were their tree houses buildt by the former no 2 hero???

Didn’t think so.

[dumbdumbartprojects]

At least he’s realistic

[miss-writes-a-lot]

Shiny Leaves and Apple Cider

Dabihawks au//Single Dad Hawks//Cw: fire, being burned alive, depression, chronic pain, mentioned death

Thursday night. A living room full of tall, cream-colored candles on every free surface they have. Two half-empty mason jars full of spiked apple cider precariously sitting toward the edge of the coffee table, long forgotten in favor of slow dancing to a beaten-up record Keigo found at the thrift store one day after work.

Touya's hands wrapped firmly around Keigo's waist, chin resting atop his head. Keigo's ear pressed closely to the center of his broad chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart.

They sway slowly together, gently swinging back and forth, back and forth, soaking each other in. Keigo keeps a firm grip on Touya's shirt as they waltz around the living room. Keigo sighs dreamily and nuzzles his face further into Touya's chest. Touya chuckles.

"What's that for, Birdie?" He asks, running a hand up Keigo's back.

Keigo shrugs, "Nothing. Just love you is all."

"Oh, really now?"

"Yup," Keigo replies, popping the p. He turns his head up to meet his shiny, turquoise eyes, "you love me?"

Touya smirks, his eyes going up to the ceiling, "I dunno. I'll have to think about that."

Keigo pinches his side, "Touya!"

Touya snickers, "Kidding! Kidding!"

He turns his head down and pecks a kiss on Keigo's forehead. "I love you, Baby Bird."

Keigo closes his eyes and hums, "Damn right you do."

"Damn right, I do," Touya parrots.

Keigo chuckles, focusing back on Touya's heartbeat. It's the first thing he wakes up to and the last thing he hears when he falls asleep. It's the only way he can fall asleep. He can't remember the last time he slept without feeling the drum of his heart against his face, or without Touya in general. He can’t think of a time when he didn’t have Touya right beside him, right in his arms and molded together.

But something's… off

It’s hot.

No, it’s not just hot. It’s boiling. Scalding. It burns.

Everything about Touya burns Keigo’s skin. He has difficulty prying himself away from his chest because it feels like he’s melted into him.

“Touya, you’re hot–”

“I know,” Touya replies, voice warbling like radio static.

Keigo shakes his head. He finally manages to rip his face away from

Touya’s scalding chest and stumbles back. “No, Touya. You’re actually hot, what–?”

The question dies in his throat as he watches Touya’s entire body erupt into blue flames. They rip away his flesh and bone until he disappears into ash without a second thought.

“Touya!” Keigo screams.

The flames crawl across the floor and up Keigo’s legs. It isn’t long before the entire house is saturated in blue flames. Keigo rips off his denim jacket and smacks it at the fire but it refuses to go out. It runs further up his body, scorching his midsection, and ripping apart his chest until it finally crawls up his throat, and suffocates him.

*•.🍁.•*

Keigo’s drenched in sweat, which isn’t surprising once he realizes that he’s fallen asleep on his heating pad – which is currently at the highest setting. His heart thunders in his ears, but once the blurriness fades and his brain stops swimming, he manages to take a breath. He sighs, peeling himself from the bed. The clock on the opposite wall reads 3:30 in the afternoon – shit – and the room is already starting to develop an orange tint.

“Fuck,” he hisses through gritted teeth.

He peels back the heavy blankets. He swings his legs over the side of the bed and he…sits there for a few seconds. He scans the room. It’s cleaner than it usually is this time of day, so he’s at least done something today. He closes his eyes, draws a slow breath through his nose to asses how much pain he’s in today, and once he’s decided that he could give less of a fuck, he stands.

He switches off the heating pad and starts out the room to the hallway.

Suzume’s probably in her room, most likely surviving off either leftovers in the fridge or snacks she can reach on the bottom shelf – if she’s remembered to eat at all that is, an unfortunate trait she inherited from him.

He’ll just make instant ramen or pasta or something easy and if she hasn’t eaten herself sick on sweets, they’ll have the Neapolitan ice cream they’ve had stuck in the freezer for the past two months.

He comes up to her door and knocks, “Su! I’m up. You hungry?”

No response. Keigo raises a brow.

‘Maybe she’s asleep?’ He thinks, then knocks again.

“Suzume! You okay in there?”

Still no response.

He goes to open it. “Suzume?”

The 7-year-old’s room is completely empty. He looks around the door to see if she’s hiding behind it. He walks inside and looks under her bed and in her closet.

Still no Suzume.

Keigo’s heart rate kicks back up. He starts out of her room and down the hallway, opening every door on the second floor while urgently calling her name.

“Suzume? Suzume! Where are you?”

He opens every cabinet, checks every nook and cranny that Suzume can possibly fit in, but he comes up empty. He starts running when he heads downstairs. From there, he starts yelling.

“Suzume!” he shouts as he turns over the cushions on the couch and races into the laundry room and kitchen, “Suzume!”

He throws open the backdoor. He spots a head of blonde hair past the treeline of their backyard. He races across the grass, blood gushing in his ears. He finds her crouched under a massive tree, rooting through the pile of fallen leaves with dirt-covered hands.

He’s finally able to breathe, “Suzume!”

She whips her head around and greets him with an unassuming grin, “Hi papa!”

He falls to his knees and scoops her into a hug, “Thank god you’re safe! What are you doing out here by yourself?”

“I was getting pretty leaves for Daddy!” she exclaims, holding the pile up to him.

Keigo frowns, “Suzume, I told you not to go outside by yourself – especially when I’m asleep and when it’s past the trees. It’s not safe.”

Suzume’s smile falls along with her eyes, “ ‘m sorry…”

Keigo sighs through his nose, “Just…let’s go inside and get you cleaned up, okay?”

She nods, bottom lip trembling.

He picks her up, watching as her hands start letting go of the pile in her palms. He cups her hands and brings them back toward her. “Keep ‘em. We’ll wash those too.”

She doesn’t reply to that. He walks them back inside, immediately setting Suzume down by the sink. He grabs a salad bowl from the top shelf and motions for Suzume to dump the leaves inside. She does. He sets the bowl aside, gently takes her hands in his, and moves them toward the sink.

She keeps her eyes down and stays quiet as he washes her hands. He works his hand under her fingernails. His eyes occasionally flicker from her hands to her face, her eyes darting away each time he does. He finishes up, shuts off the water, and cups her face in his hands.

“Hey, can you look at me for a sec?”

Her eyes flicker up at him.

“I’m not angry, okay? I was just scared because I couldn’t find you. I thought something bad happened to you.”

“I’m sorry,” she mumbles.

“I know, Chickadee. Just please don’t do it again. If you wanna go outside, just wait or wake me up and ask me, yeah?”

She nods.

He smiles, pecking a kiss to the top of her head. “We’re okay, Su. We’re okay.”

“We’re okay,” Suzume parrots in a much happier tone of voice.

Keigo nods, “So, you wanna tell me about the leaves?”

Her beaming grin is back, “Ochaco and Tsu-chan said they can make a pretty flower bow… bow–”

“Bouquet?”

“Yeah, that thing! They said they could make one of those with pretty leaves so I wanted to find some that Daddy would like so I could make one with them!”

He tips the bowl toward him, looking at the collection. Leaves in different shades and gradients ranging from spring green to honey orange fill up the bottom alongside a collection of twigs and dirt, like the stuff Keigo and Touya used to play with when they made forts at school.

He smiles warmly, “Your dad’ll love these. He always liked fall.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. But that’s only because fall meant we were closer to winter break.”

Suzume giggles. Keigo’s eyes travel back down to the bowl, settling on a bright red leaf peaking through some of the brown ones.

“Hey, Su. Have you ever tried apple cider?”

Suzume searches the ceiling for an answer, shaking her head when she can’t find it, “I don’t think so.”

“You want me to teach you how to make it?”

Suzume’s smile shines as she hops down from the kitchen counter.

“I’ll take that as a yes. Grab me a pot, yeah? The biggest one you can find!”

She nods, running to the opposite side of the kitchen to grab one of the pots in the lower cabinets while he grabs the ingredients that are surprisingly unspoiled (and there. He really needs to go shopping).

Suzume drags the pot and her step stool toward the stove, “Got it!”

“Good,” he reaches down and sets it down on the stove, “I’ll take care of this. Can you wash those apples for me?”

“Okay!”

Suzume happily takes her task while he boils the water. He lets her dump in all the spices and carefully teaches her how to cut up the apples with her dull, plastic knives and dump them in as well. She does it all with a shining smile.

With his shining smile.

When it’s done, he grabs the mason jars from the top shelf and fills them with cider. He doesn’t give Suzume too much since he isn’t too sure she’ll like it despite her excitement about making it. He gives her his glass while he drinks from Touya’s.

“Careful,” he says as he carefully hands it to her.

She looks down at the dark liquid with wide eyes, “Ooh.”

“Cheers,” he says, clinking their glasses together. He holds it up to his lips, watching as Suzume grabs the jar with both of her little hands and drinks from it, “Careful.”

She starts to take a sip, brows raising in surprise before she chugs it down in one go.

Keigo laughs, “You like it, huh?”

She nods happily.

“You want a little more?”

“I want a lot more!”

“Okay, okay. But I’m not gonna give you too much. Don’t want you spoiling your…?”

“Dinner!”

“Dinner. Right,” So she did eat. Good, “What do you want for dinner?”

“Chicken!”

Keigo smiles, “That’s my girl.”

He reaches across the table and grabs her jar. He goes back to the pot, starts to fill her glass with cider while humming.

“Papa?”

“Yeah, Suzu?”

“Did Daddy like cider too?”

“Yeah. He loved the stuff.”

“Should we bring him some the next time we go to see him?”

Keigo stops, a small but fond smile playing across his lips. He pours the glass and turns back to her, “Sure, baby. We can see him after you make your little flower bouquet. This stuff lasts a while.”

*•.🍁.•*

“Hey, Dabi – woah, are you cooking?”

Dabi rolls his eyes as he slowly stirs the pot of apples and allspice. “No, I’m fucking fishing. Haven’t caught a bite all day.”

Toga skips over to him, looking over his shoulder as he continues to stir, “Is that…cider?”

“Is this ask me stupid questions day or somethin’?”

“Geez, don’t get so hotheaded,” she replies with a grin, “I just didn’t peg you as the kind of guy who’d be into this kind of stuff. Always pictured you more as a hard liquor only guy.”

Dabi stops for a second, staring down at his scarred reflection in the amber liquid. He clicks his tongue and continues on. “Yeah, well –’tis the season, I guess. You gonna want some of this?”

Toga pouts, “Dang. I wanna but the Boss wants me on a job right now.”

“That’s fine. You can have some when you get back,” he pauses, catching another glimpse of himself in the cider, “This stuff lasts awhile anyways.”

[pierrotguru]

Title: Baby Firebird

Author: Serpent at Sunset

Rating: T

Fandom: BNHA

Genre: Romance

Pairing: Dabihawks

Word Count: 765

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Keigo's stomach was so big now. Hawks sighed as he sat down.

Unbelievable, he had a craving for barbecue chips again. Apparently, this kid growing inside him had his appetite.

Finally getting together with Dabi had been unbelievable and getting pregnant just took the cake. Life was just so complicated, but at least it was entertaining. For the most part, he had no complaints.

He supposed that he was destined to be a wild year. Hawks knew that he should look at his Astrology. All he was aware of was that he was a Capricorn with a Virgo ascendant, and Dabi was a Capricorn also with a Scorpio ascendant which wasn't surprising considering his appearance. Scorpios could be considered fearsome. Just like Dabi.

Speaking of which he should look birth chart when he or she was born. Still, Hawks wasn't sure that he believed it.

"I guess the kid will be a Todoroki," said then. "From my side anyway."

Hawks looked down. "I worry if he'll have my wings," he said suddenly.

Dabi was chuckling "Maybe our son will be a badass phoenix bird. He'll have my fire Quirk too." Dabi said.

"Or a daughter would be fine too," Hawks said while rubbing his swollen stomach.

Dabi shrugged. "Well, yeah I agree. Did you pick any name?"

Hawks shook his head. "No, not yet."

But it was all right. They had time. This relationship itself was long continuation. Many ups and downs.

Well, I'll help we can both pick one."

Hawks held a finger up. "But, it has to be distinctive."

"Of course."

Dabi's tone was oddly respectful. Even Dabi could be kind or respectful if one got to know him.

"I still don't know how I got my wings," Hawks said from out of the blue.

Dabi was silent. Sometimes, Hawks hated when that happened. However, he knew that Dabi was still paying attention He was always paying attention

"Neither my father nor my mother have them. I'm an anomaly." Hawks shrugged. "They just appeared one day."

"Why can't we all be so lucky?" Dabi murmured.

The scarred man stared straight ahead

"But then would have thrown me out. My father wanted me to be a proper Todoroki after all."

Then again, if he hadn't been born with a proper fire Quirks, Dabi never would have forgiven himself. He couldn't have. Particularly as a child.

Hawks had never expressed regret for his Quirk. He was grateful for his wings, and they were damned useful out of that environment. Possibly, without them, he wouldn't be here. They were part of the reason now the second hero in Japan. They were probably even part of the reason why he met Dabi. Everyone wanted a government agent that could fly. Hawks was just so useful. Not just useful, but nonchalant and normal too. A bright personality to hide the darkness creeping inside. At times, Hawks just felt so...contrived.

But, apparently something about him attracted Dabi. The real him.

It was too late to ask Hawks if he wanted life to be like this, but in any case, it was too far late to change it. But, honestly, it wasn't that bad in this moment. It was his own decisions that created this life.

It wasn't a surprise when he felt his lips on his own. Immediately, Hawks returned the kiss. Dabi didn't like to be ignored.

...what a nice surprise

How pleasant it would be if everyday would be like this. And, who said that they couldn't be?

"Those chips are good. Really spicy." Dabi licked his lips and it was so...appealing.

Hawks felt a flush of heat rush through him. Distractedly, he bit his lip.

If the urges struck, it was a good thing that he could only get pregnant once. He was feeling too good right now.

But, what remained to be seen was if their child would be a hero or a villain. Only the world knew which father would really take after.

And, in this situation love was the greatest crime.

But in the end, Hawks supposed that they were both villains. With different tactics and histories. So, in other words, the kid would have a lot to deal with.

Their child would need protection and he and Dabi would provide it

In October, their son was born. On Halloween. A precious boy with white blond hair and Dabi's blue eyes.

And a pair of glorious red wings.

They named him Hokuto. "Ho" for flames "ku" for black stone and "to" for flight.

His parents hoped that he would wear the name well.

[aurabirds]

My good boi Kouji 🥺💕 Kouji is my slightly neglected BNHA OC. He's the cousin of the cat officer, his dad is the much younger brother of the cat officers dad, that's why Kouji and Sansa have quite the age difference. Kouji and Hato are vigilantes together for a while before they both separate and have fate take a bad turn for both for about 2 years. After long struggles, they reunite again by chance and the rest is history.

Hato tells his dads something 👀

Kouji is @aurabirds bnha oc

[bakugou2344]

[yerrrrrrrl]

Pt3. Of happy hotwings w/ fem!touya au !! (lmao wip that'll never get completed)

to this day I still dunno how to draw keigos hair (ΘдΘ) one day guys one day

[mentallygillmha]

Heres my Dabihawks love child. she shoots flaming arrows at people for fun

[dante-darko]

Hey, its me again :P

After a while, I decided to redraw this little fanart of mine. I didn't change anything about his design, because I don't have much creativity, but I changed his name, which is now Yuji because I didn't like Kotaro that much. Anyway, I still don't draw or paint that well but I tried :))

I did a fanchild of the dabihawks, I don't draw very well, but I really wanted to do that. his name is Kotaro :).

[munchcorner]

@bnha-trash, I totally see the vision. Gojo is the carbon copy of Touya with Keigo's personality. Man, they're a family of menace to society. They also have the same back story with being raised to reach a specific goal.

[waywardsou2]

Lovechild AU

I really really want to make a lovechild AU. I'm probably going to do it regardless but I want to know if anyone would be interested and would like to be tagged for updates and such

Leave a comment if you would like to be tagged

These are the ships I'm planning on doing

Dabi x Hawks

Bakugo x Kirishima

Shoji x Tokoyami

Izuku x Todoroki

(maybe Momo x Jiro and Shinso x Denki but idk)

[miss-writes-a-lot]

Fuck, there was a tie, uhhh 'nother poll to break it:

[angrylnxy]

Forgot to add tags :(

I adore this fic so far!!!!! Might share some smaller bits and pieces later….

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Original Character(s), Takami Keigo | Hawks & Original Character(s), Hakamata Tsunagu | Best Jeanist & Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Todoroki Fuyumi & Todoroki Natsuo & Todoroki Shouto Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Hakamata Tsunagu | Best Jeanist, Original Child Character(s), Original Characters, Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Natsuo, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Todoroki Rei Additional Tags: Civilian Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Civilian Takami Keigo | Hawks, Not Canon Compliant, Soft Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya and Takami Keigo | Hawks In Love, Trans Takami Keigo | Hawks, Protective Takami Keigo | Hawks, Takami Keigo | Hawks Acts Like a Bird, Dabi | Todoroki Touya is Not a Villain, Protective Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Dabi | Todoroki Touya Needs a Hug, Takami Keigo | Hawks is a Little Shit, Cute Kids, Family Dynamics, Family Drama, Fluff and Angst, Family Fluff, Parents Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Takami Keigo | Hawks, Established Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Married Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks Summary:

Maybe in another life he would have gone on with his plan to take down his father. Maybe if the sun hadn’t decided to give him a piece of itself in the form of his husband. Maybe if Keigo hadn’t looked at him and saw whatever it was that he saw in him. Maybe then he wouldn’t be looking down at a happy, chirping, winged baby with half of his DNA. He would have become a villain.

But instead, when he looked up, he’s met with eleven blue, gold, or even a few gray eyes. He still hasn’t a clue how Keigo managed to have so many dam triplets, but he wouldn’t trade them for anything. Even if they are little shits.