#hawks x yn

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How would the MHA characters make the tiktok trend about ranking kisses?

If you don't know what trend I'm referring to, here it is

Characters: Hawks, Bakugo, Denki, Kirishima

Hawks is a sweetheart, we all know that. Additionally, he has a very strong presence on social media.

In the event that your two relationship is already public, he would record the tiktok as soon as you ask and publish it. If it's not public, then he would just test the filter and then save it to drafts.

He loves doing this type of things with you, he thinks it's an excellent mix between quality time and body touch, so when he has time he will please you with these types of activities.

Now, how was the kisses ranking?

1. Neck kiss: Do I have to explain? He just loves to get between your neck and kiss every spot. But he loves it more when you do it to him, it relaxes him and he likes the sensation of tickling and pleasure that it causes. I do not have doubts.

2. Lip kiss: Oh he loves your lips, and you love his, that explosion of love is just his second favorite.

3. French kiss: Ok ok, this was a battle against the kiss on the lips. I mean, they look a lot alike and I think Keigo loves both, but he thinks that the French kiss doesn't express as much feeling as a kiss on the lips can. The French kiss almost always indicates a specific thing, u know?

4. Forehead kiss: It seems to him a very tender sign of love, it is not as profound as the previous ones, it is just a small act that for someone as observant (and sensitive) as him can be the reason for his happiness for the next few hours.

5. Earlobe kiss: He likes the tickling sensation it generates, he finds it a very funny but hot feeling at the same time. He also likes it because he can hear your voice close to his ear.

6. Spiderman kiss: He probably just realized that that's pretty cute, but I firmly believe that after doing this trend he would appear from time to time flying above you to kiss you just like Spiderman does.

7. Cheek kiss: A bit the same as the kiss on the forehead, but the reason why this one is lower on the top is because normally you prefer to kiss him on the forehead, there is something about his hair and his eyes that makes you have the tradition of doing it there and not on the cheek.

8. Hand kiss: He doesn't do it very often, but when one of the two of you decides to do it, he finds it a mix of elegant and sexy, he likes it.

9. Nose kiss: Cute, just that, he finds that just cute.

10. Air kiss: "If you want to send me a kiss, come and give it to me on the lips"

Well, let's say you had to force him to do it. I mean, he likes spending time with you, but he prefers to keep it between the two of you, maybe watching a movie or just talking, but getting all those kisses didn't seem like a totally bad idea to him.

Of course, he didn't publish the video, once again it's because he prefers to leave his romantic moments private, he likes it intimate.

But, his top was like this:

1. French kiss: He likes it when you give him kisses like that, he finds it sexy on your part, and he also likes the combination of roughness and gentleness that exists in that kiss.

2. Earlobe kiss: He likes to be able to listen to you while you show him affection. Plus you usually do it when he's so focused on something that he doesn't listen to you, so it's a surprise to put your lips on his ear, he likes that.

3. Neck kiss: He finds it relaxing when you do it. And as we well know, this boy is not very relaxed, so in times of stress he likes that gesture.

4. Lip kiss: It's the classic one, u know? He can't just not love it. Normally he is the one who decides to kiss you on the lips, he thinks it is simple but at the same time a way to show you his affection without having to get too cheesy. "Your lips taste good."

5. Hand kiss: Call me crazy, but I feel like when Katsuki uses his quirk more than he should, his hands get burns. So I think he likes that you love his hands so much and that you show them that little affection.

6. Top of head kiss: He likes your hair and you're surprised at how soft his is. So for both of you it is a very frequent gesture, usually while you are lying in bed he will give you one. HE LOVES YOU TO TOUCH HIS HAIR.

7. Air kiss: He thinks you look beautiful when you make that gesture, he will never tell you but he loves how your lips come together to pretend to be kissing and how your eyes seem to shine.

8. Bite kiss: Normally one of the two of them does it when they pretend to be upset, and he also does it when he wants to camouflage his blush face. They are just small bites, sometimes on the cheek, nose or hands, just a silly gesture.

9. Cheek kiss: He's not much for enjoying very cheesy affection, but he does like a kiss on the cheek from time to time, just so that spot knows your lips too.

10. Butterfly kiss: The filter made he meet it and nah, in his own words "what is this shit? we look like idiots".

Denki was probably the one with the idea, I mean this guy looks like someone who spends 15 hours on tiktok.

And probably since he's in a relationship with you, his fyp is full of things he wants to try (and probably post) so you should be open to his requests.

And his top was like this:

1. Lip kiss: This man will get together with Mineta, but just look at him, he is a sweetheart, I think Denki likes even the smallest details of affection and love, so when you give him a kiss on the lips for him it is like a moment of pure happiness. "Can you kiss me again? I'm just not sure where I should put this," he said just to get a little more.

2. Cheek kiss: Again, he loves the little details, the little displays of affection, so when you're just walking or talking and you decide to surprise him with a kiss on the cheek it makes a blush cover his face. So yes, a well-deserved 2nd place.

3. Spiderman kiss: "Just imagine baby, I'm lying on the couch, and you come up behind me and kiss me. IT WOULD BE SO SEXY!" He loves it when you grab his chin to lift his head back and join your lips with his.

4. French kiss: I have to explain?

5. Nose kiss: AAAAAAAAAA, he loves it, he does it every chance he can, he finds it so tender.

6. Earlobe kiss: He just can't. He squirm at the sensation a little, but he loves hearing you laugh at the feel of it. It's true that he loves soft and loving, but something spicier doesn't hurt, I mean, he hangs out with Mineta anyway.

7. Neck kiss: The same thing, he love it buuuuut, earlobe>>>>

8. Butterfly kiss: He finds the sensation nice, it tickles him and it makes him laugh to see you so close, he thinks it's a nice way to laugh like the fools that you are.

9. Forehead kiss: He likes it but still prefers the previous ones for the simple fact that the forehead is not such a sensitive area or an area where he can fully feel your lips. "If you want to kiss me, lower your face a little more, you know?"

10. Foot kiss: No words.

This man. If you ask him for something he will do it, it's that simple. If you hear him do this trend he will probably already be bringing a ring light, a top quality camera and a green screen, just in case you need that too.

But when it came time to rank the kisses it was like this:

1. Cheek kiss: Simple is more. With a kiss on Kiri's cheek she would smile like the happiest person in the world. To him that seems so cute, so loving, so soft.

2. Nose kiss: He really likes to do it, it is everyday that to greet you, thank you, say goodbye or simply at any given moment he rubs his nose against yours.

3. Top of the head kiss: He thinks it's cute because that's not habitual. Because of his hairstyle, kisses are normally on the forehead, but when his hair is wet or simply without tons of gelatin, receiving a kiss there is the most beautiful thing he can wish for at that moment.

4. Lips kiss: MAAAN, he loves it, he just loves a little peck before any activity.

5. Forehead kiss: Now yes, this is more common for the two of you and especially for him it is very nice.

6: Hand kiss: BRO, HE'S A GENTLEMAN. He obviously loves kissing your hand like a real man, he's perfect for that, and he also loves when you try to imitate him and give him a kiss on his hand.

7. Neck kiss: I mean, he likes it but you guys don't do it all the time. In fact, they leave that type of affection for more private moments, and in fact at the beginning of their relationship they were too shy to take the initiative in it, but when the time comes he likes it.

8. Air kiss: He thinks it's cute when you throw a kiss and he catches it, it always makes him smile.

9. Butterfly kiss: meh, it's cute but no that much.

10. Bite kiss: JUST A NO.

[sanscat0414]

Aftercare~ +18

Hawks x Reader

MDNI!!!!

Scenario: After a steamy night, Hawks takes care of you.

Masterlist

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You both are panting, Hawks on top of you as he held him self up. He looks at you, with the most goofy and adorable eyes. He lands a kiss on top of your head and smiles.

“I’m going to pull out now.” He said softly and removing himself from you carefully.

It wasn’t your first time in bed together but this time he was partially rough so he wanted make sure your okay. You let out a small whine as you felt the fullness leave you. You’re still trembling but your hands still reaching to hold your birdie. Hawks chuckles at your cute display and rolled over to the side and held you in his arms.

“How you feelin? I know I was a more rough than usual. You’re not hurt yeah?” He whispered quietly into your ear.

Your brain was throughly fried form the intensity of your interaction and all you could go out was “So~ So good~”

“Good. Now I’ll be right back okay?” He said as he let go of you.

You whimper at the lack of physical contact of your man as he walked off to the bathroom. You stared at the ceiling as your recall what just conspired trying to get your body to listen to you but you still tremble from the overstimulation.

After a few minutes Hawks walked back in and gently picked you up. He carried you to the bathroom and helped you wash the mess you both made off. It felt incredible having his hands running through your hair and just having him close. Once he was done he pick you up again and placed you down in the bath. He stayed with you for a bit before trying to He walk off again but you held his hand.

“Stay~” you whined.

“I’ll come join you after I put our sheets in the laundry and changed the sheets.” He said gently patting your head.

“But I wanna now~” you complain but still let him go.

“It’ll only be a few minutes.”

Hawks personally didn’t mind having the mess, he loved having his scent on you and yours on him. But he knew you didn’t like feeling filthy in your own fluids. He changed the sheets and made himself know to you once more. He carefully walked into the bath and sat down. Once he got comfortable he pulled you towards his chest and held you as you both relaxed in the warm bath water.

“Feeling better? Less fried now?” He asked.

You gave him a small hum and leaned back your head to look at him. You smile at him and he returned it. You loved the sensation of being in each other company and listening to Hawks hum a little as he held you. The two of you stayed like that for a while until you two need to get out before becoming prunes. Hawks handed you one of his shirts and shorts which you gladly accepted.

Once the both of you were changed, he picked you up again and walked over to the now mostly clean bed. Once he placed you down, he got on to the bed with you and let you find a position that comfortably for the two of you.

“Want some snacks? Movie? Anything?” He asked.

He was alway so sweet especially after an extra rough session. Hawks knew he can be a bit much sometimes and feels no matter what he always were the one doing the aftercare except for when you totally fry his brain being Dom that is.

“That sounds nice. Maybe some sweets?” You said looking up at him.

He nodded and sent his feathers to grab your favorite sweets.

“I love you~” you cooed and kissed his cheek.

“Dove~ you missed.” He joked and kissed your lips.

You giggled at the act and place your face into the crook of his neck.

“Thank you really. I appreciate that aftercare. “ you said as you stared up at him.

“Of course~ I’m the king of aftercare! I gotta make sure my queen is well taken care of.” He joked as he handed you to your favorite sweet.

You smiled as he put something on for the both of you to watch. You both fell asleep after a bit cuddling close to one another.

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Next Morning:

You reached out to pull Hawks closer only to find an empty space. You groggily opened your eyes and saw Hawks already dressed to go to work.

You gave a little moan of annoyance, not to him but the fact that he can’t stay longer.

“Morin Cutie.” He said turning towards you.

“Stay? For five more minutes?” You whined.

“I would but got morning patrol Dove.”

You nodded and tried to get up only for your legs to give out and nearly falling flat on your face. Luckily Hawks caught you before you could.

“Take it easy. I’m guessing you sore from yesterday.” Hawks said as he helps you up.

“Yeah. It was soooo worth it.” You said happily as you wobbled yourself to the bathroom.

“Be careful okay? Don’t slip, I put the bottle of painkillers on the bedside table. Oh and I made toast so you better get to it before it’s cold.” He said.

“Okay~”

“I LOVE YOU!!” He shouted before he was about to leave.

“LOVE YOU TOOO KEI!!!” You shouted back.

Hawks can’t help but think to himself how lucky he was to have someone like you. You showed him so many new emotions and tough him new things. You showered him in affection when he needs you the most. He took one last look at were you were before flying off to be everyone hero.

[hollowtakami]

BABY STEPS

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CONTENT: tw for mentions/references to depression + its effects, comforting keigo, pet names (dove, duckie)

WORD COUNT: 386

AUTHOR’S NOTE: this is self indulgent as heck, wrote some little imagines because i haven’t been feeling my best at all and i wanted to imagine keigo comforting me. be safe, drink water; you’re so loved, friend! <33

Keigo’s observant, he’ll be one of the first to spot when your depression is eating at you, especially since he knows how it feels to be so low.

He always feels so guilty having to leave you alone when he has patrol duty or is sent on missions, so he will send a feather your way to soothe you, letting you know he’s always thinking of you.

You’ll find a couple of sticky notes on your fridge with little reminders too; telling you to drink water, that he made or got your favourite food and it's in the fridge waiting for you, that he loves you.

When Keigo’s with you, he’s not overbearing or pushy. He takes things at your pace, wanting you to be as comfortable as you can with your head being so loud. He’ll hold you close and let you rest with him, if you were hungry he’d help you walk to the kitchen and prepare some food together. He’d pepper you with kisses constantly, your cheeks were never safe from the doting bird’s comfort.

Keigo loves you, and he’s gonna let you know it. He knows depression is scary, it’s all-consuming. He knows that patience is key, and he’d never be mad at you for struggling; you’re in education and struggling to attend classes? He’s gonna keep you safe and help you catch up and revise any material you missed. You haven’t kept up to your personal hygiene? Not a problem, he completely understands as he carries you to the bathroom and gently washes your hair, warm water and your favourite scented shampoo as he massages your scalp as though it was fragile pottery.

If you ever struggled to get out of bed, Keigo wouldn’t hesitate to hold you under your covers for as long as you needed, his wings providing that little bit of extra warmth and comfort. He’ll whisper little affirmations to you and kiss your face gently, slowly. Stroking your hair with one hand and holding you closer to his chest with the other, he’d whisper: “Everything’s fine, dove. I’ve got you now, it’s gonna be alright.”

Keigo understands that healing takes time, and he wants to be there to help you through it; “baby steps, duckie, baby steps,”, he’d reassure you with gentle words on the worst days.

[star-spirit-mayhem]

Keigo using his feathers to play with you while you're seated snugly in his lap, Your thighs straddling his hips as they shake and twitch from pleasure. You're not allowed to move as he strokes the little downy feather against the most sensitive part of you.

"Look at you songbird, falling apart all over a measly little feather. Its not even one of my strong ones. Poor thing, you can take it though I believe in you, my pretty little dove." The mockingly sympathetic tone he used as he brushed your hair back and made you look him in the eyes was almost too much, making you cry out as you came, covering his precious little feather in your juices.

[haloswrld]

feat. keigo takami. bit angsty but happy ending. wc idk…i’d give him everything :>

keigo takami, Japan’s #2 hero, often finds himself grappling with the idea due to the nature of his job. as a hero, he’s always known he’d shoulder immense responsibilities and risk his life daily for others. the constant danger and demands of his occupation gets him to question whether anyone would willingly choose to love someone with such a perilous lifestyle, if love was ever going to be for him.

22 year old keigo takami who feels he’s hard to love because of who he is at his core. he carries the weight of his past, with the knowledge of the morally questionable actions he committed under the influence of the Hero Commission being Hawks. he questions if he deserves love and wonders if his flaws and mistakes overshadow any positive qualities he possesses.

keigo takami who breaks your kiss and looks away seconds after you mutter you love him. this was never supposed to be this serious. were you serious? do you hear what you’re saying? you just don’t know, don’t see—

“kei, what’s wrong?” he hears the confusion playing in your voice.

of course you’d question it—question him.

“what’s on your mind?” you utter wringing your fingers.

he feels how hurt you are by his action of quickly pulling back, especially when all he’s ever done in your presence is lean forward.

“is it, what I said? about loving you?”

he nods his head, back still turned to you.

…

keigo takami who thinks he sees it in the little things you do; how you wonder if he’s eaten all day, tell him how much he means to you for no reason other than the fact that it’s an ordinary monday, how you hug him a little more than you have to and how you kiss him so easily.

he hasn’t said it back yet but you haven’t taken it back. that’s what you told him that day, that you meant what you said and that he was deserving of every bit of your love. for him to just let you love him and see.

keigo takami who doesn’t feel as guilty anymore over the big small things. he says goodbye every morning with the certainty that he’ll see you later and he no longer internally cringes every time he hears those endearing names you call him, just only ever making it natural to his ears; like it was always meant to be.

keigo takami who looks back when he senses you descending down from the stairs as he attempts to head to work one morning. you shine at him from the top, a blanket dreaded from your shoulders to engulf you from the morning cold.

“leaving l without even saying goodbye?” you ask in a razzing manner.

he smiles, shaking his head.

he wouldn’t. he knows better than to turn his back to you—to your love. right?

he starts ascending the stairs and you still.

you’re so bright, he thinks, so high up. has he ever told you how beautiful you are? how much you mean to him? how much warmth you give him and how you make his chest squeeze from just being in your presence?

no, he won’t tell you all that. he’ll say what’s on his mind.

“_ ____ ___.”

[lovelywetdreamer]

I might be crazy but I just love the thought of Hawks helping YN comes out of their kinky shell by fucking YN in the air in the middle of midnight. The only only person watching you guys is Dabi as he fuck his fist. He wish it was you not his hand. He was going to turn Hawks into fried chicken if he doesn't let him get a turn with you. Hawks made sure to lower you so that Dabi can watch as your eyes roll back to your head. The way Hawk's dick never want to leave the inside of you have Dabi blowing his load all over your face. Dabi licks his cum off your face while Hawk is cumming and thinking about buying your maternity clothes after this. Dabi and Hawk both licks your hole nice and clean for Dabi to mess it up all over again. Thanks to your wonderful friends you became more comfortable with your kinks.

[animereaderinsertwriter]

Pairing: Hawks x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Tags/Warnings: smut with a sprinkle of angst for flavor, plot only if you squint, implications of mating cycles

Final Word Count: 2k

The night was cool against the heat of Keigo's flesh. As he glided purposefully over the city, the lights of alabaster skyscrapers twinkled in and out, creating the illusion that he was soaring through a sky of closer stars. If he could, he would snatch the lights and keep them in his pocket to give to his mate, his lover— but in the absence of that, the ruby necklace he'd picked up on the way would have to do. 

You loved rubies, he knew. Garnets were your very favorite, but rubies were a close second. The precious stones reminded you of his wings, you always said.

… not that you would necessarily appreciate the reminder, now that things were less good between the two of you. 

Keigo put the thought out of his mind. Birds of his kind, he knew, thought nothing of the distance between mates. He didn't have to share a nest  or even a city with you to love you, care for you, protect you— and his body was talking to him, calling out with the desperate cry of springtime. It was time for him to be near you again. 

A thick, heavy droplet of blood dropped onto one of his lashes. Nonplussed, Keigo blinked it away. Unsurprisingly, his forehead still burned from the scrape it had taken; a villain he was fighting had violently slammed his head against the concrete curb, leaving road rash and a splitting headache in his wake. Soon, though, that would no longer matter. 

Soon, he would be with you. 

It was a quiet flight to your penthouse apartment— well, technically his penthouse apartment that he paid for with ridiculous amounts of money from his overtime hours. Or, he used to pay for it until he bought the building just to gift it to you last year when he had to make the move from your city to his next assignment. He hadn't wanted you to worry about a nest. You should always have one, a place to call home, and this way you could have one that you liked, one that was familiar to you. Keigo hadn't understood why you were so reluctant to accept the gift. He hadn't bought it for himself. He'd bought it for you. 

It's too much, Keigo, you'd told him, worry in your eyes. It's— it's just too much.

At first, it felt like you had rejected him instead of the building— like you had looked at him and found him to be too much. The rejection had hurt like a gaping wound until he realized what you meant. You'd thought he was trying to establish some kind of control over you, creating some false sense of obligation. Keigo had never wanted that. He had only ever wanted you. 

Your apartment was dark as he entered it, replacing your spare key beneath your doormat. He'd tried to tell you to move it— really, it was for your own safety, anyone could find it there— but you stood firm on your stance that if someone wanted into your home badly enough, they'd find a way in with or without a key, and Keigo found himself unable to argue with that logic. Although, he supposed as he passed by the pristine granite countertops of your kitchen, he shouldn't complain when it benefited him in this way. 

The carpet of your living room was soft beneath the weight of his boots. Keigo moved silently through it, stepping around the odds and ends that made their way into your floor during your busy work week. For a moment, he was tempted to snag something from the floor to keep with him— a pen, or a small hair tie—but only just managed to refrain, knowing there were more important things to be done first.

Finally, he reached your room. Your bedroom door was left open just a crack; moonlight from the hallway window fell over it, giving the white of the doorframe a luminescent glow. Slowly, quietly, Keigo pushed inside, and was greeted with the greatest reward he could fathom. 

You were sleeping peacefully, your lashes kissing your cheeks. You must have fallen asleep unintentionally— your phone was still in your hand, playing something soft and sweet. Keigo smiled. You were as beautiful now as you ever had been, and the love that lived always just beneath the surface of his skin rose to his cheeks in the form of a flush. 

Here, watching you, surrounded by your scent, Keigo was in heaven. 

Keigo didn't want to wake you. You looked tired, worn; it would be selfish to disturb your rest. Even so, the pull of your even breathing was too much for him to resist. With shaking hands and slow motions, he sat on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. When you did not stir, he moved closer, shifting to his hands and knees, crawling towards you, head low, heart penitent. Using his wings for balance, he moved one knee over your hips, straddling you. Shaded under the umbrage of his wings, he could barely make out your features— dissatisfied with this, he moved them, and your hair fluttered in the draft the motion made.

At last, you woke. 

In your sleep, your shirt had wrinkled and risen enough to show a sliver of skin. That sliver broadened as you stretched, unwary— but then your eyes were blinking open, and you nearly screamed when you realized you were not alone. 

"Sh," Keigo shushed, placing a gloved hand over your mouth. "It's just me, dove. Just me."

Your body relaxed with recognition, but your eyes were worried. 

"Keigo…" you tilted your head, eyeing him. "What happened? Are you alright?"

"Fine," he said, stroking the soft skin of your cheek. "Just fine."

A single crimson drop of blood rolled off of his nose, dripping onto your cheek. Immediately, he wiped it away, but it left a reddish stain, marring your flesh. 

"You're hurt."

It wasn't a question, and Keigo had no answer. He pulled at his collar, allowing cool air to reach his heated skin, and a groan escaped him unbidden. 

"Hang on." You squinted up at him, then glanced to the calendar you kept on your nightstand. "What's the date?"

Keigo barely heard you. A hunger in his belly was speaking to him, urgent, insistent. Tentatively, he rolled his hips, then groaned low in his chest at the sensation of pressing against warm, yielding flesh. He tried the motion once more, felt the relief it gave him, then decided his pants were hindering the experience. He went to unbutton them, intent on chasing the feeling he desperately needed, but a smaller hand on his own stopped him. 

"Keigo," you said, looking up at him. "It's early, but— you're— you're having your cycle, aren't you?"

Something about that phrase was deeply familiar. He knew it in his bones. Even so, his body could not catch his mind; he made no reply other than to whine, desperate to be allowed to resume his task. 

"Oh, baby." You stroked his hands with your thumbs, watching him with a mix of uncertainty and concern. "We— we really shouldn't, you know. Not when— not when things are— when you're so—"

Keigo didn't process your words so much as your tone, but he gathered your meaning anyway. Hurt, he whined once more, but kept himself still aside from the tremors that wracked his body. 

"I don't want you to be in pain, I just— if— if you want you can— I mean, maybe it's better if you go to someone else."

Those words hit Keigo like a punch to the face. You didn't seem to notice, lost in your own world as you continued to babble. 

"I mean, really, I don't mind. I don't want you to have to feel obligated to come to me for this, especially when we have all these issues—"

Desperate, incapable of handlong much more rejection, Keigo managed to respond. 

"Don't… want someone… else. Only you."

You looked up at him once more. The uncertainty in your eyes faded as your gaze softened, and you said,

"Okay. Okay. Whatever you need, then, baby. I'll give you whatever you need."

So saying, you released his hands, and with panicked elation, he nearly tore his pants in an effort to get them off. Desperate, stumbling, he pulled them all the way off, the heat that flared under his skin proving to be too much as he struggled— and then your hands were there besides his own, helping him, and suddenly his pants and shirt were both gone, leaving him only in his boxers. 

"Easy," you soothed him. "Easy Keigo." 

Your hands— soft and warm against him— nudged against his belly, raking through the fine blond hair there. Your touch was a balm; everywhere your skin pressed against his, the heat receded. Keening, he rocked his hips against you, maneuvering you onto your back. With your legs wrapped around him, almost all of you was touching almost all of him, and as he kissed you deeply, he thought he had never wanted anyone more. 

"Breathe," you reminded him between kisses, your hands tangled in the waves of his hair. "Breathe for me, baby."

Your voice was too calm, too even. Keigo needed you to be as desperate for him as he was for you. Eager, he pressed kisses to your jaw, down your throat; his hands played with your nipples through your shirt, the pads of his fingers coaxing them to hardness as he left bruising from your neck to your collarbone. 

"Don't worry about me," you told him as he moved one hand to rest on your stomach, feeling the softness of your flesh against his touch. "Find relief for yourself first."

If he'd have had the words, he'd have told you that touching you, feeling you, pulling pleasure from your body was his relief— but words escaped him as he tasted the salt of your skin, grinding his cock against you. 

"Please," he murmured against you, not quite knowing why. "Please, I need—"

Without waiting for him to finish, you responded. Your hands grabbed the hem of your sleep shirt, pulling it over your head. Your body now bare save for your panties, he kissed from your clavicle down to the soft curve of your breast. Arching into his touch, you let out a sigh, and Keigo knew that this was the beginning of what would make you cry out into the darkness of midnight. 

"Keigo." Your voice was tremulous, needy as your hands tightened in his hair. "Keigo— oh."

His wandering hands had finally found purpose between your thighs, pushing into the familiar dampness of your cotton underwear. Your scent was strongest here; if he had been less desperate, he might have moved lower, placed his nose between your folds and lost himself there. As it was, though, his body had an altogether different need, which beckoned all the louder as he pushed your panties aside, dragging the pad of a large, calloused finger through your sex. 

"Yes," you encouraged him, moving your hips to meet the strokes of his fingers. "You feel so good. I want you inside me, Keigo."

He shuddered, cock twitching as you pushed his boxers down over the curve of his ass, freeing his erection to the open air. As your hand wrapped around him, he pulled your panties down, then accidentally ripped them as he tried to wiggle them from beneath your hips. Never one to leave a job half-done, he ripped them the rest of the way, tossing them aside as you let your legs fall open for him, your sex wet and ready. 

"Nngh," Keigo grunted, burying his face in your neck as his cockhead breached your entrance. "F-fuck."

Wet heat enveloped him. In mindless ecstacy, he rutted into you, inhaling the scent at your neck; in response, you keened, back arching into him as your hands caressed his back. A few moments later, and your hands were in his feathers, stroking them with gentle fingers, and Keigo lost himself entirely to the feeling of being of one body, one soul with you. 

The bedroom filled with the sounds of coupling. The slap of his balls and the low, rumbling sound that came unbidden from deep within in his chest commingled with your sharp breaths, soft moans, and satin swears, blending and balancing into a sweet euphony that no symphony could ever capture. 

"I love you," he heard himself saying above the sound of them. "I love you."

You didn't reply. You didn't have to. The trembling of your body, the transcending of your soul into something more than yourself, more than him, more than this bedroom and more than anything was answer enough for the love in his heart. You arched against him, and with a great cry, you fell away, having reached the pinnacle of your pleasure. 

"Come in me, Keigo," you told him, voice wrecked as you stroked his wings. "I'm on the pill. I want it. Come for me."

His body, unwilling to deny you anything, jerked forward. His orgasm came sudden and swift, like a bolt of lightning striking an open field. He came and came and came, gasping and groaning, fighting for air in the aftermath of incomparable intensity. 

"That's it," you soothed him, hands twisting in his hair as he collapsed against you. "Rest, now. We can talk in the morning."

Keigo tried to fight it. There was so much that needed to be said, so much that he couldn't think to do or say— but his body made the decision for him. Like a stone through glass, he fell from consciousness, thinking of glittering rubies and the softness of your flesh, willing, wanting. 

In the morning, he knew, it would be the same as it ever had. He would love you, and you would love him. Whatever else existed was outside of that, and could wait forever if it had to. 

[babaukulele]

I feel like Keigo would be so good about helping with night terrors, he definitely has some himself. Mine have been more prevalent than usual so allow me to indulge for a second here.

CW: nightmares/ night terrors, pet names (birdie)

Mainly fluff as always

I feel like Keigo would be so good about helping with night terrors, he definitely has some himself. Mine have been more prevalent than usual so allow me to indulge for a second here.

CW: nightmares/ night terrors, pet names (birdie)

Mainly fluff as always

You had always had really extreme nightmares, the rate of which varied day by day, the factors not all that clear. You did however notice that you had less when you slept with someone else in the room. Ever since you had started sleeping with Kei they had nearly vanished, his heroic status and protective wings making you feel safer than ever.

You lasted a good two months pretty much nightmare free, in fact it was often your golden eyed partner needing to be soothed in the night. You felt so incredibly special to be someone he could find safety in, even in his most vulnerable state. You had warned him that sometimes you wake up violently, sometimes thrashing around or even screaming. He had been very understanding and almost completely dismissed it until that first night you finally awoke with a yelp followed by a crash.

His eyes flew open and he immediately covered the bed with his protective wings. His hands roamed around the sheets and his heart almost stopped when he realized you were no longer next to him. He started to yell out your name and roll out of the bed when he recognized the sound of your ragged breathing.

A feather flipped on the bedside lamp and illuminated your hunched body laying on the floor. You were breathing hard and tears rolled down your face, the bed sheets still reaching out for their fallen comrade.

Hawks triple checked that the room was clear and then carefully lowered himself next to you. Your eyes were wild and unfocused, your body coursing with adrenaline leaving your entire body shaking, ready to sprint at any minute

Hawks approached you slowly and kept his voice to a whisper.

“Hey birdie”

You didn’t look at him, couldn’t recognize if you were still stuck in whatever hell you had just woken up from. You wanted to scream, fear paralyzing you to your in between state.

Hawks saw it in your eyes, you were still half asleep.

“Y/N, can you hear me? It’s me, Keigo. Or Hawks, too. You had a bad dream, but it’s over now.”

Your eyes started to focus in, you still stared at the ceiling as your chest heaved.

Hawks gently slid a hand to your shoulder and traced it up till it was under your head, keeping all contact very clear and purposeful. To his relief you didn’t flinch away.

Slowly, he propped your head up till you were looking at him.

“You’re okay, we’re okay…” he recites the current date, time and location, trying to ground you back with him in the present.

Your fingers start to curl around his arm that is keeping you upright as your mind finally registers the change in reality.

Your eyes squeeze shut and you can’t help but let out a whimper of relief. Keigo sighs, relieved himself that you're finally awake and away from whatever left you so distraught.

His big arms pull you into him, his wings covering you but still allowing the lamps light shine in to keep your senses engaged. He had never known to do any of this, until he had met you. Not until you had treated him with the same kindness and empathy that he had strived to remember and return one day.

“Are you hurt? You took quite the fall.”

You shook your head as you wiped at your cheeks. He gently replaced your shaking hands and wiped your cheeks with his thumbs.

“It’s alright, I’ve got you. You’re safe here, I promise.”

You took a shaky breath as your heart rate finally started to slow. You looked up at him through wet lashes almost shy.

“I’m sorry I woke you up and scared you like that”

He cooed at your unnecessary apology and lightly flicked your nose with his pinkie.

“What so I’m allowed to wake you up anytime I get scared or lonely or come home late but you can’t wake me up when you have a nightmare? What a double standard y/n”

His false swoon is almost pitiable. You smack his chest and puff out an annoyed breath. You know he’s right though. He lets out a relieved laugh as you lean your head into his chest.

“Maybe we could talk about it in the morning, but for now why don’t we get you off the floor and into something more comfortable?”

He tried to remember all of the little tricks you had used for him in the past, changing clothes and bed positions to feel like you weren’t in the same space as before. Lighting a candle to add a different scent and even turning down the temperature for peak comfort. You were touched at all the effort. You splashed your face with some cold water to rinse off any remaining sweat or tears and then crawled back into your partner's arms. Not that you had ever really left him, his clingy tendencies soothing you more than ever, clinging to you as you transitioned into a better sleeping space.

You kept the light on for as long as you needed, you and Kei whispering to each other until your eyes grew heavy once again. He watched your breath even and your features soften, staying awake as long as he could manage to make sure your sleep was peaceful. You slept through the night intertwined in each other’s bodies and protection until the sun rose high once again.

[willowpark35]

Okay what if you and hawks or like kinda a thing but your not sure

And yn has wing and they were bigger than hawks and he would puff up his wing when you and him are with other ppl

[star-spirit-mayhem]

Omg I've been thinking about this for MONTHS🥴.

Keigo visiting your apartment for the first time innocently looking around your space and his wings get puffy and he gets all flustered and quiet as he spots the shelf filled with all the cool rocks and shiny little trinkets he can remember giving you meticulously laid out like you personally put each one on display. You notice him staring and get a little embarrassed but before you can finish rambling he just hugs you. Most people think picking stuff like that up and giving it to someone is gross and weird and he just found out you weren't just humoring him when you accepted each dirt covered old key and slightly damp rock that made him think of you with delight, you liked them enough to keep them let alone make a space in your home for all the dumb stuff he gives you, and it's on display, for people to see 🥺 Poor birdie can't even say anything he just doesn't wanna let go, the only noise he makes as you go to smooth out his hair in comfort are the most adorable happy chirps ever smothered by your shirt while he hugs you as tightly as he can without hurting you 🥺

screaming crying giggling peeing thinking ab keigo w bulging pockets that jingle and clink with every move he makes cuz they're just absolutely fucking filled with rocks and coins and any shiny trash he could find. he has put broken glass in his pockets before bc shiny. fucking bird. he wears cargo pants specifically so he can have more pockets to stuff full of trinkets.

AHHHHH DO YOU THINK HE COOS OR TRILLS IF YOU GIVE HIM A SHINY TRINKET IM GOING TO PASS OUT!!!!! i want to go on dates with keigo where we just walk across a beach and try to find the prettiest rocks/whatever in the sand to present to the other at the end of the day. just imagine being covered in sand with keigo and handing him a toy bucket filled with pretty things and he trills and his wings flap a lil bit oh my god. i am down tremendously

thank u sm to the bestie for giving me some ideas to add to this... i might at some point in the future nake this an actual fic but have this for now

[perkypink19-blog]

250 posts!

Someone tell me I need a life!

[emmyrosee]

“But! But!”

“Baby,” Keigo chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief, “it’s gotta come off, I’m sorry.”

He’s not exactly surprised this is your reaction, he’s had his beard since the day you’ve met. Every cuddle you’ve shared, every word he’s spoke to you, every time you’ve looked at him, his facial hair has been there.

And now he has to shave it off.

You pout softly, “but it’s going to be so weird without it…”

He quirks a brow, “you’re not with me just for the facial hair, right?”

“No, but it does help!” you assure.

He snickers and shakes his head, “and now your loyalty is being put to the test. It’s going.”

“Fine,” you grumble. Then, you purse your lips out for a kiss, “one more kiss? Before you ruin my fun?”

“Dramatic,” he snickers, leaning down to indeed press a kiss to your lips. You toss your arms around his neck to keep him close, and he smirks as he grips your cheeks to hold you.

He entertains you for a bit, before finally pulling back with a sigh, “say goodbye, baby.”

You pout, “goodbye, the Keigo I know and love.”

“You’ll love me beardless too, I promise.” At his words, you pull a face, and he chuckles with a pinch of your cheek, ignoring the bats of your hands.

With that, Keigo traverses down the hallway.

He can’t remember the last time he was clean shaven, it was far before he met you for sure, but the idea is slightly daunting in of itself. But it’s been so long, he’s gotta start fresh, and with a roll of his shoulders for confidence, he picks up the razor and gets to work.

The process doesn’t take long, a couple of nicks on his lip from the lack of experience, and within a few minutes, the deed is done.

You’re going to be pissed.

“Babe?” He calls, swiftly exiting the bathroom.

“No.”

He chuckles, “I’m coming out. Be ready.”

“Stay in there.”

He exits the bathroom swiftly, and when you see him in your peripheral, your hands immediately fly to your eyes to cover them.

“You want to see it?” He asks, and with your hands childishly covering your eyes, you shake your head. He snickers and shrugs, “well, you’re going to see it at some point.”

“No I won’t,” you argue. “I’ll cover my eyes forever.”

“What about the kisses that you beg and plead for? Won’t those pretty hands get in the way?”

You whimper in your throat before sighing and taking your hands off of your eyes, your eyes immediately darting in search for his beard and your face scrunches.

“Ohhh, it’s a baby!” You pout, reaching up to cup his face in your hands. He laughs as you whine, “god I’m dating a baby!”

“Don’t say that, it sounds bad.”

“Keigooooo,” you whine. “If you clench hard, will it grow back faster?”

He tips his head back in mock thought, “no. I don’t think so, angel.”

“Will you try?” You plead.

He sighs dramatically before looking down at you in amusement. “You know what? For you?” He leans down to kiss you again.

“Anythin’ doll.”

[sanscat0414]

Sideline 2

Hawks x Timid Reader

Scenario: Hawks loses his memories after a villlan fight leading to head trauma. His sidekick was all the more ready to take your place as his girlfriend. She fed him lies to make Hawks hate you. Will he remember you or will you remain a thorn in his eyes.

Masterlist

Part 1

It’s been two months since Hawks was out of the hospital. He knows something wasn’t right. Some things just didn’t make sense. Vivian, his ‘love’ just chalks it up to him being fuzzy because of his memory lost. He loves her right? Hawks felt something about her just didn’t seem right. He started noticing your absence, sure he didn’t know what he thought was missing was you but he could tell something was wrong. Going back to his apartment he felt like there was always something that is missing. Like his home wasn’t his home or how he would feel like he wasn’t complete despite having Vivian by his side. So he started distantly himself from her. Vivian tried to get more attention form him but he brushed her off saying he was busy.

He went back to hospital to check out what was that feeling of emptiness and if that was normally for someone who’s missing some of there memories.

“Well everything looks fine, Hawks. Side form your memories not completely back you are as healthy as a dime.”

“It’s weird tho. It’s like something is missing and I just can’t put my finger on it.”

“Well my guess that is your body remembers a feeling that your brain couldn’t. It’s kind of like muscle memory in a way. It’s like your instincts is telling you something is wrong because something isn’t the same as it used to be. That’s just something you need to figure out on your own. Maybe you should ask that lovely lady that was always by you bedside she might know something.”

“Vivian, purple hair girl with hot pink eyes?”

“No, she had (color) hair and she was super timid and wears a nice sliver feather necklace. What was her name…” the doctor said as he looked through Hawk’s papers “ah there she is, Y/N L/N. She was your emergency contact. She was here every time she had free time. She would help the nurses take care of you when it was possible.The poor girl was so worried for you she alway leave crying. She was heartbroken after you didn’t let her see you.”

“Why would she be in my emergency contact? also what about Vivian did she visit me?”

“Nope, only once or twice a week. Uptil you woke up.”

As he flew home, he thought long and hard about what he had learned. He was right something definitely didn’t add up. He thought maybe his cool bird intern could tell him something. Once he was home, he called Tokoyami to ask about you. Tokoyami didn’t say much other than you were important to him and how Vivian lied to him about about your character. Tokoyami said you were the sweetest person he knows and how He would constantly talked about her like a you where a goddess in private settings of course.

He decided there was no use sitting around and doing nothing so he went for a fly. He flew aimlessly around the city in deep thought only to land on a random apartment balcony. He didn’t know why he landed there but it felt right. He look around To see some cloths still out on the drying rack. Not long after he saw the light turn on and wanted to fly away, best not to disturb the resident who live here right. Something in his gut told him to stay. After a few minutes the curtains were opened and there you were.

There he was in front of you. Majestic as ever was he perched on your balcony like those nights he would come after a long day of work, only for you to great him. It hurt you to see him, knowing he wasn’t yours anymore, you thought it was just your kind playing tricks on you. After all he had a new girlfriend. You walked out pretending he’s not there gathering your cloths.

“Heyo.”

it startled you to here his voice. You look up to him and said “YOU…. YOUR ACTUALLY HERE?!?”

“shhh don’t wanna wake up your neighbor now.” “Do you need something, Hawks.” You said dejected and looking away.

“Mater a fact I do. I want to ask you something.” “Come inside. It’s cold we can talk then.” You said as you walked in followed by Hawks.

Hawks sat down on the couch. You offered him some tea and sat down on the couch facing Hawks.

“So what are you to me? I been thinking about stuff and something’s just didn’t make sense. With my memories I mean. “ “Why com to me then and not your girlfriend.” “Because it’s you that inconsistent. Viv said I hated you because you were a… well a b*tch, but evidence say otherwise. The doctor told me you been taking care of me day in and day out when I was unconscious. You were my emergency contact.”

“Would you even believe me if I told you the truth? You didn’t even want to hear a word out of me for the past month” You said looking down at your hands as you fidget.

“I just need to know… to be honest I don’t even know how I know how to get here. I just thought about see you. And here I am. I know I haven’t been the nicest to you but you clearly care about me. So be honest what were you to me.”

“I don’t know, that is for you to decide. What I can tell you is that you were my boyfriend.” You said and walked off.

You came back with an album/scrapbookk hoping that would help jog his memory. You handed it to him and patiently waited.

“You want me to look at it?” He said confused as you nodded.

He flip to a random page, it was you and him at the amusement park. He was in a disguise but both of you were smile and holdout cotton candy. There was a little note on the side ‘My babybird, best date ever my first time at an amusement part. -T.K.’

Flipped to another page it was him sleep on your couch with a mustache. ‘No fair got pranked today! -T.K’

Another photo, there were two pots infront of you guys. ‘It was so much fun to customize some pottery together! -(your initials.)’

Another with you and him in matching chicken oneis ‘Note: we need to get more matching out fits. -(your initials)’

He flipped through more of photos reading all the little snippets. There was warmth in it. He felt something in him changing, a sinse of longing for you. It’s like his body knew that it was you who made him feel so loved. Once he finished he hugged you. You flinched at the sudden contact and relaxed once he held you close wrapping his wings around you. This was it was missing. It was you. Your warmth, your love, your kindness, you and only you.

“I don’t remember our time together but after looking through these photos I did remember one thing. “ he said looking at you.

You look back into his eyes, there was no longer that hate you saw a month ago. It was replaced by the gentle look that loved so much. “What is it?” You asked quietly.

“That Hawks mate for life. And you are mine. My mate for life.”

“that’s two things.” You said as you give him a small smile.

“I’m sorry… so sorry. For putting you through so much. It must have hurt you to see me with another and how badly I had treated you. I’m sorry. “ he held you tight as he thought back form the way he treated you.

Guilt overwhelmed him as he held you like you would disappear in a moment. You wrapped your arms around him. For the first time in months you finally got to hug him. You took in every part of him. His dirty blonde hair, slightly muscular toned body, his sent of tropical wood, and his lovely crimson wings. Oh how much you missed being in his wings again. You two held each other for a long time before cuddling to sleep.

“Please don’t let go of me again, Keigo.” You said as you buried your face in his neck as your tears dripped down your face.

“Never again…. I promise and if I lose my memories again I promise I’ll fall in love with you all over again. If you lost your memory I’ll make you fall for me. I’ll hold you as along as I can. Babybird I will never let you go again. Not ever.” He couldn’t help but tear up too.

The next few months you two worked on building your relationship back up agian. Going on dates, looking through more scrapbook/albums and making new memories together. Vivian was abruptly fired from the Hawks agency after Hawks found out the truth. Slowly but surly Hawks would regain his memory completely and later Hawks would propose to you. Of course you said yes.

[hollowtakami]

THE WORDS YOU GAVE ME

Keigo Takami x GN reader

CONTENT; pure fluff, waking up with my fav birb, pet names (duckie, baby bird, dove), comfort w/ some reverse comfort too.

WORD COUNT; 732

AUTHOR NOTE; im so sorry I’ve been gone so long!! :( life really got in the way and i’ve been unable to write from lack of motivation and stuff. i wrote this little drabble to try and get back into the swing of things, i’m quite proud of it but i’m still a little rusty. i hope you’re all doing well during the run up to the new year! remember to drink water and take care of yourself, you’re so loved <3

Mourning doves cooed out their quiet songs as the sun stretched out into the sky, wrapped in blankets of clouds. Its light slithered under your curtains and ran its warm ray of fingers over your face. You stirred, your face scrunching up as you reluctantly greeted a new day and turned to your side to be met with a comforting, red warmth; the fiery plumage of Keigo’s wings, his primaries spread over the thickness of your duck-feather duvet. You rub your eyes as you feel a hand stroke the hair from your face. Those hands trail down to rub your shoulders, massaging gentle circles of comfort into your skin.

“Morning, dove,” A voice croaks out.

“Good morning,” You reply, opening your heavy eyes to a sleepy Keigo, shirtless with the rising sun highlighting him like a halo through your curtains.

He smiles at the sound of your voice, amber suns pinning as the dark holes of his eyes dilate to twice their size. He stretches his wings out again as he shuffles closer to you, his hand on your shoulder raising to your face again, the pad of his thumb making circles on your cheek.

You feel yourself melt into the warmth of his touch, leaning in slightly. The comfort of the blankets and duvet were one thing, but when Keigo was under them with you, it was like the stars had aligned so perfectly. You knew that if he could, Keigo would align the stars for you, paint a sky full of the stars he knew you loved so much.

“How’d you sleep?” Keigo asked, never taking his eyes off you.

You shrugged, your throat still a little hoarse. You only leaned Keigo’s chest, the heat of his skin setting your cheeks on fire. You couldn’t tell if it was that or the brush of red that bloomed over your face, but Keigo was happy to still have that effect on you, after all this time.

He planted a kiss on the crown of your head, resting his chin. You hummed to yourself happily, half asleep. The two of you laid in comfortable silence for a moment, the sound of each other breathing like a lifeline. Keigo ran his hands through your hair and draped a wing over the two of you like a blanket of red plumage - warm and cosy, with his safe, familiar scent.

Your eyes failed you, growing heavy again. You yawned, face scrunching up. Keigo would always laugh and tell you how cute he thought you were, kiss your nose softly and leave you a melting mess to resume whatever he was doing. This time was no different.

“Still tired, baby bird?” Keigo chirped, cupping your face and pecking your nose with a gentle kiss, smiling to himself as your soft blush only grew in intensity. “You’re so adorable.”

However many times he’d kiss you, it always felt like the first time. There was something about the love Keigo gave you that was so familiar yet so fresh. It set your weary heart at ease, it made everything okay.

You look up at him, your eyes like stars as they refracted the morning light. Keigo felt himself melting, choking back a stray chirp that dared to jump up his throat. His plumage fluffed up slightly, the perking of his primaries ruffling the duvet a little. You cupped his face with one hand, using your free hand to haul yourself upwards slightly as you kissed Keigo's nose, your cheek scratching against his stubble slightly as you sank back down into the sheets.

His eyes pinned, the gold of his irises almost completely taken over by black. He nervously smiled, his face redder than his wings. He was the one who gave affection, he was never one to be good at receiving it. The Commission had almost completely trained that out of him, oiling his heart with apathy instead of love. So, you always made sure to remind Keigo that he was loved, that he was worthy of love; after all, he did the same for you.

“I love you, Kei,” you cooed, beaming.

That repressed chirp regurgitated up from Keigo’s throat, a nervous laugh not far behind. You smiled, tracing his jawline with your thumb. Nicknames were the man’s weakness. Call him Kei, and he’ll melt.

Keigo beamed back, shining like a star.

“I love you too, duckie,”

[star-spirit-mayhem]

Everyone's always like 'Hawks gets upset you can't give him hickeys and love marks cuz he's a hero' but what about Shameless Villain Hawks huh?

Shameless Villain Hawks who's covered in your perfect little marks, neck, chest, thighs, back, all covered in pretty shades of black, blue and purple all from you?

Shameless Villain Hawks who makes you give him a new one every time you two end up making out, holding the back of your head and moaning out praises because he can't help himself?

Shameless Villain Hawks who starts wearing more reveling clothing after his obsession started so he can show off all his pretty marks where ever he goes and expects you to do the same?

Shameless Villain Hawks who has you litter his neck before he as to go do something dangerous 'as a good luck charm' when really he just knows he's gonna miss you and wants something of yours and what's better then the bruises and teeth marks you oh so graciously gift him?

Shameless Villain Hawks who lets you mark him up every time he come back to you safely and usually with gifts 'as his reward' weather he won whatever fight he fought before he came running back to you or not.

Shameless Villain Hawks who cant get enough of it because he wants you to claim him every time he gets to see you, nevermind that you two live together because if he had his way you'd be covering him in your little marks every time you touched him.

[queenpiranhadon]

╰┈➤ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ✦ .ᐟ: Your three kids decide to surprise you and your husband on your anniversary with a show - a show starring the two people they love most in the world; their parents.

✦ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: You and Hawks are married, you have two daughters and a son, I gave them names lol, crack, fluffyyyy

✦ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Hawks/Keigo Takami x Reader

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: ✦

You and Keigo have been waiting outside the door of your bedroom, your three children very adamant about you not entering until they told you so.

It was your 15th anniversary, and though Keigo had a date planned for the both of you- your kids had other plans.

Suddenly, the door opens abruptly, and the two of you are met with your youngest daughter, Maya - the 6 year old looking up at the two of you with such an air of importance that you wondered what in the world your children were plotting this time.

"Welcome to the cinema." she says, flattening her back to the door to allow you and Keigo to step inside, ushering you to sit on the side of the bed facing the balcony before running out onto aforementioned balcony, and hiding behind the area that was obscured by the bedroom wall.

Your husband nudges you, an amused grin on his face. "It's been a while since I've seen a good show."

You chuckle, deciding to play along. "Mmm yeah, hopefully this one's good- you paid a lot of money for the tickets."

Keigo winks. "Anything for you birdie."

You smile warmly and lean against him, nuzzling your head into his shoulder as he wraps an arm around you like it's second nature.

After waiting for a few minutes, your son, Rylan pokes his head out with a grin on his face. "The show will begin shortly, I'm hope you're ready."

You chuckle and watch as your oldest retreats back to the side of the balcony, that obstructs your view, before watching your youngest daughter Yuna walk onto the "stage", with a suspiciously familiar bag in hand, just as Maya's voice is heard.

"Once upon a time there was a lady named... wait what's Mommy's not mommy name?"

"Y/N!" Rylan whispers and you stifle a giggle behind the back of your hand, Keigo's callused fingers rubbing circles on your thigh with an equally amused smirk on his face.

"Ahem, there was a lady named Y/N." Maya clears her throat and continues, as Yuna continues to parade around the balcony.

You giggle, nudging Keigo. "That's me!"

Keigo chuckles at your excitement, kissing the top of your head.

"One day, Y/N is alone in the big city...when she gets attacked by a villain!"

As Maya says this, Rylan leaps out and chases his sister around the balcony, the latter squealing as she grabs her (your) bag and starts whacking her brother's leg.

You snort, recalling the day yourself- you had been on the way back from work that day when you realized a villain was following you. The moment they got too close for comfort, you ended up smacking the life out of them with the bag you had on you.

Just then Maya runs on, looking absolutely adorable in Keigo's hero jacket, striking a pose and you almost want to take a picture.

"Don't worry baby girl, I'll save you!" She says, and your mouth drops open as you start to laugh, Keigo watches the scene, aghast.

"I did not say that!" He whispers to you and you roll your eyes.

"You most definitely did Kei." You say, and he pouts.

Yuna, aka you, delivered one last smack to Rylan, who ran off the "stage", and proceeded to give the sassiest pose, holding her bag like it was a weapon.

"Ugh, I don't need a man to save me." She says, with a disgusted tone, and now it's your turn to gape at her in shock.

"...I didn't sound like that, did I...?" you murmur feeling secondhand embarrassment, and Keigo chuckles, pressing a kiss to your temple.

"Afraid so baby- now you know why it look so long to get you to fall for me." He coos and you roll your eyes, contradicting your words as you snuggle into him further.

Eventually, the show progresses, until they reach the proposal scene. Maya's on one knee while Yuna's standing in front of her.

"I love you so much baby girl while you marry me?" Maya says, hilariously trying to mimic your husband's voice.

"Even my stinky feet?" Yuna asks and Maya nods seriously.

"Love your stinky feet so much, pookieface." she says, and you giggle, Keigo groaning next to you.

"I do not call you pookieface."

You shake your head. "No, your nicknames back then were much worse."

Just as Keigo is about to protest, Yuna aka, you, squeal out a "Yes!!" and starts fake sobbing in happiness.

Now it's your turn to frown, Keigo snickering as you pinch his thigh playfully.

"I did not cry that much."

"On the contrary, love-"

"Shut up Keigo."

Watching your children reenact you and Keigo's history together was...nostalgic to say in the least. Your heart warmed at the sight of the family you have created with the man you loved, surrounded by so much love and warmth - it was perfect.

As the show ends, you snuggle against your husband, who seems to have sensed your thoughts, pressing a loving kiss into your hair and watching your kids run up to you with equally wide smiles on their faces.

If there was anything your kids inherited from you, Keigo thought, it was that gorgeous smile of yours.

Staring at your content form next to him with those soft golden eyes, Keigo knows deep down that even if he didn't swoop down to save you that night, he still would've found his way into your arms, one way or another.

A/N: Juuust some silly goofy things :)

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