#keigo i love you so much i can’t describe

[an-honest-endeavor]

Usually the first thing I see when I wake up is my depression, but ever since I got a boyfriend, the first thing I see is pretty curls and fluffy red wings, and I’m so happy! You should all get a boyfriend.

[sanscat0414]

Last call

Hawks x Hero Reader

Scenario: You got caught up in a clasping building, heavily injured and the only thing you wanted was to have a call with your favor bird man. Only this was your last call to him.

Masterlist

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*Ring*

*Ring*

*Ring*

*Click*

“Hey, Dove! What’s up?”

You smiled at hearing his voice. You mustered up the most energy you can to sound normal.

“Nothing, just miss you.”

He laughed, God that laugh, its as sweet as honey, something you’ll never get tired of hearing no matter how long you and Hawks had been together.

“I miss you too.” He cooed.

“How’s your day?” You asked as you stared down to you blood covered abdomen with your hand applying as much pressure as you can.

“You know, this that, some borrrrning paper is work. I should have just taken it home and did it there.” He whined.

You smile imagining his cute grumpy face as he complain about work.

“Kei~”

“Yeah?”

You knew there was no hope for you. You’re stuck under rubble and there’s no chance for anyone to find you in time. At least you get to hear him one last time.

“Can you sing for me? I wanna hear your voice.”

“Of course any thing for you.”

You close your eyes listening intently to his voice. He started humming a song and then fully singing it. A song you recognize oh so fondly, it your song together, a song you coined to perfectly describe your relationship together, Best Part by H.E.R. You can’t help but smile listening to soothing voice of Hawks. Sure he no professional singer but his voice always calmed you even now when your near your end.

“That was great love. You should be a singer.”You joked.

“Why thank you~ but this voice only works for you.”

“Way my name won’t you?”

“Only if you say my name too~”

“Keigo~” you said full heartedly with a sweet tone.

“______, my baby bird.”

You giggle, of for it hurt, but it’s worth it. You loved him with all your soul, you didn’t want him to worry about you, at least not right now.

“I don’t want to keep you long.”

“Okay, I love you. And thanks hearing from you made this boring day a lot better.”

“I.. I love you too, more than you’ll ever now Keigo. So much.” You said as tears started to run down your face.

“Talk to you later, Dove.”

“Yeah, Goodbye Kei. Love you.”

*Click*

You let out laughed to yourself, thinking how cruel the world can be. You promised him, you promised each other to be together forever. Here you are under a broken building struggling to even move anymore wishing more than anything to be with him. To hold him and to cherish him. To make silly jokes together. So many things you wish you can still do with him.

You wonder what the world would be like without you as you bleed out. You’re sad knowing how much you’ll hurt him when you’re Gone. You hate seeing him down in the dumps. Imagining him so devastated after finding out made you feel guilty. Hawks will be the last thing you ever thought of and the last person to ever hear you. You looked at your phone, now very cracked but still useable. You shakily held it to record one last message before you fell limp.

———

Something felt off to Hawks. That goodbye didn’t sit with him right, along with that wobble in your voice when you said you loved him.

“They’re fine, I’m probably worried over nothing… right?” He said to himself.

He thought he’s probably just over analyzing, but then again he over analyzes everything about you. Your voice, your beauty, your personality, everything that many you so charming to him. Still he could not shake that sinking feeling in his heart.

He couldn’t sit still and was bout to go look for you, knowing you where you go on patrols when a call came in. He was anoyed but still answered.

“Yes?”

“We need you here, there’s a collapse building and we want to find any survivors.”

Though he was no rescue hero, his quirk was always handy when it came to fining survivors beneath rubble so he does get the occasional call from rescue heros to help.

“Okay send me the location and I’ll be there in a flash”

His eyes widened when he saw the location. It was were you were patrolling that day. That feeling he got earlier in the day just got worse and he rushed out of his office as quick as he could worried sick about you.

Once he was there he was filled in by the other heros. Apparently this was caused by a villain but they couldn’t find them yet. Hawks asked if anyone has seen you since he knew you somewhere closed. They didn’t which made more anxious than before. He’s praying, hoping you’re safe. He tried to call you.

*Ring*

*Ring*

‘Come on baby please answer.’ He thought as he sent out of feathers to help look for survivors.

*Ring*

“Hi, this is H/N! I’m currently working so I won’t be able to answer your call! Sorry if you need anything please call my agency.”

You didn’t answer and Hawks was growing increasingly more concerned that you were bought up into the rubble.

He was able to find many survivors but not you. He felt a clearing under the rubble though his feathers but nothing seemed to be in their until he felt something soft as his feather rushed. Around the clearing.

“Hey! There’s a gap over here, there might be someone trap under,” Hawks called out as he carefully pulled some stones away.

After a few minutes work of him and some heros, they were able to see inside. Hawks heart sunk as soon as he saw the sight. You were leaning on a still standing pillar, unmoving and a slash wound on your stomach. One hand holding a cracked phone, the other hold on to your stomach. Hawks dived in to grab you but you felt cold.

“Baby?” He said softly in disbelief.

He held you tight not caring about the blood or the fact there is other heros were there watch him with pity. He started to cry holding your limp body.

“No…: no ______ why…. Why did it have to be you…” he hugged you close so close.

“I’m sorry for your loss, Hawks.” One of the heros said “At least now we found them.”

“And we found the villain too.” Another said looking across form where you laid to see the villain’s body crushed under the rubble infront of you.

“Common let’s get them out first this place is dangerous.” The hero said placing here hand on Hawks shoulders.

Hawks was silent but nodded.

One they were out of the area, Hawks held you for along time before someone pried him off of you. He couldn’t believe it, he couldn’t accept you were gone. He had your phone you were holding with you, still had the cute chicken charm he gave you hang on it. He turned on the thankfully still working phone, first thing to pop up after being unlocked was a recording app. He opened the last thing that was recorded.

“Hey… if someone find this. It’s a message for Hawks... it’s private so this is only for him.”

He could hear how exhausted you sound in the recording, realizing it was probably your last words.

There as a long pause before you said something again.

“Birdie…. I’m sorry. I broke our promise. Please don’t be sad. Thank you for singing to me earlier, it really helped with the pain. Smile for me will ya?”

He could stop his tears, it was then it click in his mind. That was your last goodbye to him. Even in your last moments you were on his mind.

There were so many questions in his mind “why didn’t you tell me… why didn’t you ask for help…. Why couldn’t I tell that you were dying…. Why didn’t I….”

Hawks stood there for along time crying to himself. Finaly he muster all his emotions together just to smile.

“I’m smiling… just for you… Dove. Wherever you are.” He said broken and shaken.

Finally he walked off, going back to a now cold apartment with surrounded by everything you both owned. Everything a reminder of you which he will never get rid of because he wanted to keep you alive in his own way.

“I.. miss you already.” He said as he plopped himself on your side of your shared bed taking in your scent as he cried himself to bed.

[not-your-damsel]

Our Number 1 Hero

© not-your-damsel - Not to be read or posted anywhere else. Rb’s are MUCH appreciated though to help a fellow writer out ♥️🪶

Who :: Hawks/Keigo Takami x Fem!Reader

AN :: While I’m recovering, have a queued up/scheduled cute & smutty moment I finished a few days ago with you in an established marriage/already mated with papa Keigs ♥️ Was inspired after seeing an adorable bit of fanart of Keigo with his baby chirping up at him 🥺🥹🫠

⚠️ :: Oral (Fem!receiving), sq¡irt¡ng, some feather play. MDN¡, ageless, porn & blank blogs will be sniped on sight. Pew pew!

Word Count :: 4,179

Photo :: A Pinterest find. If anyone knows the artist, please let me know so I can give proper credit.

⚠️Note :: There’s an issue going on with the mobile version of the app with the display of this oneshot, especially when adding more ppl to tag. Just a heads up, I’ll remove this when it gets fixed on their end as I’ve done all I can on mine. On desktop it looks absolutely normal. Go figure 🙄

There’s a feeling you can’t quite describe whenever you watch as Keigo plays and bonds with your 10 month old baby boy and girl. Never in your life did you think twins would be in the cards for you, yet, here you were with two fuzzy, crimson winged beauties who were currently laughing that undeniably happy laughter that only babies can manage as he holds them just under their bellies to float them around like planes. In fact, their laughter is so hearty that you find both Keigo and yourself having a good chuckle along with them as you listen from where you are.

As you’re sitting in the living room, working on altering and hemming your babies’ clothing to accommodate their wings, you hear your husband gasp out and it has you dropping everything to make sure nothing’s wrong. You reach the doorway to the babies’ room where they were playing with Keigo, expecting to see some sort of accident, only to see each baby gathered in either of his capable arms as they chirp up at him eagerly.

Hinadori, your chubby cheeked daughter, was clinging to Keigo’s shirt as her large eyes -your eyes- looked up at her dad, almost as though she revered him. Her little mouth would open and a flurry of chirps and peeps would come rushing out to his ears, making him crack a smile.

“Is that so, Hina-chan? Well then, -chirps and peeps- hm? Can you promise not to do that to Tobu-chan’s wings? It isn’t nice. -chirps lowly-”

Hinadori looked over at Tobu in Keigo’s other arm thoughtfully, her eye markings making her look angelic, almost cherub-like. Her chubby little arm slowly reached over to Tobu’s plush little wing, occasionally looking up to Keigo as though asking permission. He’d nod, chirp and watch on.

“Gentle, Hina-chan, yasashi…”

She slowed for a moment as he spoke before a chirp met her ears, telling her to continue. Her little dimpled hand met Tobu’s little wing where she gently pet it, looking back to Keigo for approval. He nodded, a kind and loving smile graced his lips as she let out a gleeful chirp. Keigo whistled out from somewhere deep in his throat and she laughed.

“That’s my good girl, that’s daddy’s good girl!”

You grinned from the doorway, arms crossing over your chest as you watched them together. Tobu now looked up at Keigo, his eyes a startling shade of gold and despite the hue being slightly different from Keigo’s, when you looked at him with those avian markings, he looked just like his daddy. Tobu had your hair but, like Keigo’s, it stuck every which way. Even more so after horsing around. His cheeks were tinged pink from all the laughter no doubt.

“Your big sister did well, right my little feather?”

Keigo asked as Tobu chirped up at him. His little arms began to work as he tugged Keigo’s shirt, his legs working together in a crawling motion as though he were trying to climb up to Keigo’s shoulder.

“Hey now -chirps and whistles- where are you going, little fea-”

Tobu’s little wings began to flutter, some deep instinct triggering a knowing need to flap. Keigo’s eyes nearly turned to saucers as he watched on, measuring how hard the little wing beats were.

“Keigs, watch hi-”

“He’s trying, baby, he’s trying!”

Keigo was far too excited about this, assuring you as he held Tobu fast as he worked his way to Keigo’s neck with his wings working all the while. Once he reached Keigo’s neck, he realized he had nowhere else to go so he settled for making a fuss with impatient chirps and tiny whistles leaving his throat.

“Ok, ok. One second, Tobu-chan. Baby? Can you take Hina-chan for a moment, please?”

You nodded, walking over to them and scooping Hinadori in your arms, kissing the top of her straw colored locks as you cradled her head close to your chest.

“Look, Hina-chan! Look at daddy and Tobu-chan…”

Keigo was now holding Tobu high above his head, chuckling as he watched his little legs and arms splay out instinctively. Suddenly and without warning, Keigo let go of Tobu, dropping his arms lower in a position ready to catch him on his inevitable way down.

“Kei!!”

You felt your heart drop along with your son who landed safely in your husband’s hands. A squeal met your ears as Tobu felt the drop in his little body, his wings fluttering wildly on the way down.

“Again, Tobu-chan, slower. -peeps-”

Whatever Keigo had said to Tobu, it was clearly important as he gently patted your son’s wings. Taking position once more, Keigo raised Tobu above his head and dropped him again. This time you watched as Tobu’s little wings fluttered a little slower than the first time… and he was floating for about two seconds before once again falling into Keigo’s hands.

“Now, that’s what I’m talkin’ about, sweetheart!!!!”

Keigo yelled into the room startling both you and Hinadori, the both of you jolting in unison before hearing a commotion of chirps, peeps, whistles and squeaks fill the kid’s room. Keigo was so happy, his own wings spread wide as they shook with excitement and pride before looking at you with determination.

“Tobu’s ready! We can go out tomorrow morning and we ca-”

“Wait, wait, wait! Kei, I know you’re happy and I know you’re excited, I am too! But…”

You trailed off, absentmindedly bouncing Hinadori on your hip. Keigo could sense your apprehension, could smell the cortisol coming off you as you silently stressed.

“Baby bird… you know I’d never let anything happen to our brood, right?”

You swore you’d never get used to the whole “familial bird” talk. You nodded, you knew he’d lay his life down without hesitation or question for you and the babies. Keigo put Tobu on the hip opposite yours with Hinadori and leaned into you, his nose trailing from your own to your jaw and then gliding down to a faded bite mark on the smooth skin of your neck. He inhaled deeply before planting a kiss against the silvered mark, followed by a soft nip and a final kiss once more. Standing upright to meet your gaze again, Keigo noted you were calm once more and he grinned, lopsided and beautiful all the same. You grinned back, free hand coming up to stroke his scarred cheek as you looked lovingly at him.

“I know you’d never let anything happen to them, but, how do you know it’s time?”

Keigo nodded, he figured it was fair you’d ask how he knew. But, he didn’t know either.

“Truth is, kid, I don’t even know how it is I know. I just do. And I know that’s not what you want to hear but, it’s the truth and it’s all I can give you right now. I just… I feel it in my bones. It’s time for Tobu to practice taking flight.”

He said, holding your gaze lovingly. You nodded, Keigo could tell it was a reluctant one, but you nodded with a sigh. You looked at Hinadori and felt your eyes brim with tears.

“Talk to me, baby bird. What’re you thinking?”

Keigo grabbed hold of your chin to look at him again, seeing your eyes reddened and glossier than a moment ago.

“Oh no, baby I-”

“I just… I’m so proud of you, Keigo,”

You nuzzled into his palm against your cheek.

“You went from not wanting us to have kids because you were terrified you’d be the worst father to grace this planet, to us having not one but two, to being the best father I’ve ever seen. Not that I never had faith in you, you just blew all my expectations away.”

Keigo’s neck was starting to pink to his ears at your words.

“And I get so touched when I see you with them, see you playing and bonding and becoming the mochi of their eyes. Part of me is a little jealous of you three, to be honest.”

“Wait, what?! Us?! I don’t understand, love…”

You shook your head,

“Not in a malicious way, I just wish I knew what you guys say to one another when you start chirping and whistling at each other and now, Tobu-chan’s ready to start flying practice and I can’t be there for that. I can’t be in the sky with you to see him experience this life changing moment and I want to be there for all of it. Our line of work doesn’t guarantee us seeing tomorrow and I want to see everything they get to experience and I-”

You didn’t even realize you were crying until Hinadori reached to touch your wet cheek. You looked down at her where she chirped to you and you had no idea how to even answer her. It made you feel a little worse, like you couldn’t provide vocal comfort or feedback to your own babies.

“Whistle.”

Keigo said, wiping your eyes and then your nose.

“K-Keigs, gross!”

“Our brood has pissed on me, puked on me, I even been shat on by them, your snot is nothing by now, dove. Now, whistle. Nothing major, just a single, double note sound.”

You shook your head but gave it a try anyway, letting a single little high-low whistle escape your lips as you looked at Hinadori. Her features lit up as she released more of her own chirps and peeps at you. You giggled, more tears forming in your eyes at her response to you.

“B-but, I don’t know what I’ve said to her or what she’s saying to me.”

Keigo grinned.

“It doesn’t rightly matter at this point, they’re not saying much of anything right now. I only understand bits and pieces of what they mean. It’ll get better over time as they form their avian speech more. And you, baby bird, don’t have to worry one bit. I’m here, aren’t I? I can always translate.”

You smiled at him, pulling him in for a deep, heated kiss.

“What was that for?”

“For being our number 1 hero. Come now, let’s get these little chicks to bed.”

Keigo beamed before frowning.

“I need to see if my Hina-chan is ready, too!”

“You can check tomorrow, I promise.”

Giggling at his pout, you handed Hinadori to him so he could get them ready for bed as you tidied up the living room of all the little clothing and sewing items you had scattered around along with whatever toys were left on the floor of their play mats.

It had taken almost an hour to get the chicks down and off to sleep. Little twitching wings remained active while they were fast asleep as you and Keigo kissed their heads before leaving a feather of his own wrapped around their ankles. You closed their door, leaving a crack open before you went to your shared bedroom to change into your pajamas.

Walking in, you see Keigo already in his boxers while laying in bed, golden eyes scanning his tablet screen most likely adjusting your patrolling schedules for the coming week. You made your way to the walk-in closet to put your pajamas on, throwing your clothes for the day in the hamper in the process. As you bent to pull your silk sleep shorts up, you felt a feather skimming up your back before making quick work of your bra, feeling it slip off your shoulders, falling to the hardwood floor.

Keigo could feel the vibration of your slight giggles, making him smirk in turn. He then felt you wave the feather off as you moved to slip your silk tank on and as you threw your arms up to help it slide over your head, large, warm, calloused hands reached around to cup and grope your soft breasts. You yelped, always getting thrown off by how stealthy Keigo was when he really wanted to be.

Warm lips met the nape of your neck accompanied by the sharp scrape of his stubble as he kissed you, his chest meeting your back as he pressed into you. It was then you felt a hard bulge firmly against your lower back, a slight grind into you as Keigo’s thumbs slid down to your nipples to roll between them and his forefingers. Your back was instinctively arching against him, your ass pushing into his hard cock as your chest pushed out into his rough hands.

“Fffuck, baby, that get your pretty pussy twitching for me?”

He panted behind your ear, his nose inhaling the scent of your hair as you rocked your ass up and down his clothed length. With your nipples now hard and pebbled for him, he pulled, a hiss escaping your lips at the feeling as your arms reached behind you to sink your fingers into silky straw colored strands, tugging enticingly as he sucked along your shoulder with a groan.

“Kei, t-the bed…”

You felt another feather make its way to your shorts, tugging them down along with your panties to pool at your feet.

“Here’s just fine, baby bird.”

With one swift movement, Keigo had you bent over your vanity, some of your makeup items clattering to the floor with the act.

“The babies, Keigs!”

“They’re still asleep, hero’s promise.”

Still bent in your position, you were already reaching behind you to tug down his boxers and boxer briefs, wanting to feel him inside you already.

“So needy aren’t we? I got you, kid.”

His feathers were already pulling his bottoms down and you heard his cock slap against his lower abdomen.

“Kei, I need it, I need you, please!”

You breathed. With his heightened senses, he could already smell you dripping for him, taste it in the air and it had his golden eyes rolling back. His hands found your hips and adjusted them so that it looked as though you were presenting yourself to him.

“Lemme see, baby, let me fuckin’ see what it is I do to you.”

You gave a pathetic whine as his hands spread your cheeks apart, watching as your cunt fluttered for him, your slick oozing from your tight little hole. Avian pupils dialated at the sight and before he could even register what he was doing, Keigo dropped to his knees and licked from your clit to your hole before delving in to penetrate it.

Squealing, you slammed your hands down on the table of your vanity as he ate you out like a starved man. Slurping, sucking your clit before flicking his tongue over it again and again had your eyes rolling back as well.

“Keigo, fuck, p-please, I-!”

His hands squeezed your ass cheeks roughly, grunting and moaning every time your slick gushed into his mouth.

“You better cum in my mouth. I don’t care how long it takes, I want you squirting in this mouth, d’you hear me?”

A harsh slap met one of your ass cheeks and you moaned out loud as his whole mouth covered your cunt, his tongue stroking you even closer to the edge of bliss. Keigo abruptly pulled away, and as you went to protest, you felt a feather start vibrating against your clit before two thick fingers slipped inside you pumping against your sweet spot over and over again. The feeling had your hips swiveling, bucking up and down as tears pricked your eyes.

“You know how beautiful you look, what you’re doing to me right now? You keep this up, you’ll end up making me knock you up with another addition to the brood,”

At that, your hips rocked harder into his pumping fingers.

“What a little slut, fuuuck!”

“R-right there, right there, Keigo don’t stop,”

This was arguably the second best part, the immediate climb to the jump off, the way the taut string inside your belly was fraying in preparation for the snap.

Keigo felt it, the way your cunt was sucking his thick fingers in, fluttering all around them. It was like he was in a trance, chasing that sweet moment you’d come undone and bless him with the sweetest nectar that was only ever for him.

“Keigo, it’s coming, I’m cumming, I-! G-gonna squ-“

Keigo removed his fingers but kept his feather working you, flipping you over again to latch his mouth against your cunt just in time as a gush of fluid came out of you and right into his mouth where he drank, golden eyes shifting between pinpoints and full blown as he let out the most porn worthy moan along with your own.

Pulling away, his chin was soaked and as he lifted his head up it began to drip and roll down his neck. But, he couldn’t be bothered to care. Your squirming told him to stop with his feather, already pawing at you to suddenly hoist over his shoulder to bring you to the bed.

“K-Keigo! There’s a mess on the floor!”

“Feathers’ll get it,”

Once in the bedroom, Keigo plopped you on the bed, climbing up over you and caging you in with his own body.

“C’mere, you pretty bird.”

He dipped down and kissed you passionately, and it wasn’t until he slipped his tongue in your mouth that you realized he never wiped your release off of his face. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck bringing him closer to you. As you both made out on the bed, his hand slipped between the both of you to give his cock a few pumps before swiping his tip along your slippery entrance to gather some slick.

He groaned deeply in your mouth.

“Fuck, kid, fuuuck,”

You slid your legs up some and opened them wider for him as he grinned down at you.

“Have I told you that I love you today?”

You’re grinning back now, shaking your head.

“No. I don’t think you have and I’m upset about it.”

You faux pouted. The two of you knew he’d already told both you and the chicks he loves you a couple times since he’d gotten home and it was reciprocated each time. With you both working the profession you do, it tends to do that. You’ve made it a constant habit since you two had gotten together. It was a little bit of work on his part since saying it outright when the mood strikes isn’t much within Japanese culture but, when a near death experience came late one morning you drove it home to him why it was so important to you to say it and have it said in return. Keigo’s never skipped saying it ever since that day. He was incredibly good like that.

“How could I? I made a promise, didn’t I?”

You nodded, pure love and contentment on your face. Gods, he adored the ever loving hell out of you.

“Then, let me make it up to you, baby bird.”

Guiding his length into your warmth with a flex of his jaw and ab muscles, Keigo stops to look up at you.

“Oh, I should prep you mo-oh!!”

Without warning, you dug your heels into each of his ass cheeks and pulled him into you the rest of the way.

“Fuck, fuck!”

He gasped while you took a sharp breath in as he lurched forward and caught himself just in time with hands on either side of your head. Giving you a moment to adjust, he lowered himself onto his elbows, leaning down to kiss you sweetly as he backed out, the tip of his cock remaining behind before thrusting back into you hard enough to knock the air out of your lungs. Your arms slipped under his to grip at his shoulders for stability as he began a slow but rough pace. Each drag out of your slick and gummy walls had you slowly clenching around him, the sounds of your arousal already sounding out in the room.

“M-more, Keigs, more,”

Keigo’s hand came to gently wipe your hair out of your face, his own so close to yours that you were both breathing the same air, sharing it intimately in and out through your mouths. His pace picked up some, the feeling making you hike tour legs up higher over his hips now as his gentle pace turned into the feverish hunger you knew he was fighting. Keigo roughly grasped a breast in his hand, squeezing to bring your nipple into his mouth as his hips continued to roll into you faster.

“Yeah, like that! Just like that, Kei!”

His mouth unlatched from you with a ‘pop!’, thinly rimmed golden eyes meeting yours as he took in your debauched state with a lick of his cherry kissed lips.

“Shhh, shhhh. I got you, baby,”

However, the second he felt your nails gently scrape against the patch of skin between his wings, they fluffed out from behind him and the torrent of want and need he’d held back this whole time snapped.

“But, fuck, I need more!”

Pushing off of his arms after giving you a quick kiss, he planted his large hands against the backs of your thighs, pushing them up to your chest as he snapped his hips brutally into you. The slapping of his balls against you, the sounds of your combined slick and his pre was all too much. The moment his fingers met your clit with a few perfectly pressured strokes, it had you careening towards your release as it snuck up on you and tore at the core of your lower stomach. Clenching around his length, it had Keigo looking down, a sheen of sweat all over his body as he watched with dilated pupils a creamy ring forming at the base of his cock.

“Fuckin’ beautiful, honey, goddamn it,”

You didn’t even think he caught what he’d said before his face twisted in pleasure, golden eyes rolling to the back of his head as you felt his cock throb a few times inside you.

“I’m gonna cum, ba-baby bird, I’m gonna fuckin’ cu-”

His voice choked off to let out a sinful moan as rope after rope of his cum shot into you with each throb of his cock. Keigo’s hands loosened their grip on either of your thighs, helping you put them back down gently as you both panted for breath. As he looked to you, your arms were already open to him and waiting for his inevitable collapse into you. And he did just that with a goofy smile to his lips.

“Oof! Keigs, my tits!”

He wasn’t listening, already nuzzling into your neck with kisses as his stubble scraped nicely at your skin there. Your fingers were already threading through his straw colored curls to stroke and tug just to hear him groan in delight at the feeling as you kissed the top of his head before taking a deep breath of his scent through them to ground you.

“I love you, Keigo.”

“I love you, too, my baby bird.”

You both lay there in silence, cockwarming him with your legs wrapped around him as you held one another. Keigo propped his head up, chin resting in the valley of your breasts.

“You know, about me taking the chicks with me up in the air, you can be there, y’know?”

You gave him a skeptical look, an eyebrow cocked at him.

“You can’t bring us all up there!! How’ll you do that?!”

“Feathers, silly.”

You thought about it for a moment, your attention being caught as you saw your clothes being brought back out from the walk-in closet before being rested gently back on the bed.

Well, he has saved many people with them and you knew from fighting alongside him that they were plenty strong. Hell, he’s saved even you a few times with them so you knew they were more than capable of carrying and holding you safely. Keigo would rather die than let anything bad happen to you, let alone with his own feathers. You really could be there for each occasion in the air with the chicks.

As Keigo studied you weighing your options, he decided to break the silence.

“You scared I’d drop yo-”

“Never.”

You said it with such finality and without hesitation, it had his cheeks pinking, feathers fluttering behind him with pride.

“Good. ‘Cause I’d never let you fall, kid.”

“I know. You’re my number one hero, too. Thank you, honey. It means so much to me that I’ll get to be there with you all during that. I want more glimpses into the little world you’ve built with them, too.”

He felt himself go all gooey and soft for you all over again at the shy and bashful face you made at the admission.

“You’re the center of our universe, baby. Of course we want you there.”

And just as you were gonna grin at him, showing your complete trust in him, Keigo’s lips were smothering your own with all the love he could muster. When you find yourselves pulling away for air, he says it for one last time that evening.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too, Keigs.”

Key ~

Hinadori :: Baby Bird 🐣

Tobu :: Fly 🦅

Yasashi :: Gentle 🫳🏽

🏷️ Tags :: @pervysenpaix @touyasdollmain @touyasdoll (more to come if this would fkn cooperate)

[inkykeiji]

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IT WORKS NOW eeeee yay thank you so much!!!!! this made me so emotional (in a good way!)!! i just cannot tell you how honoured i am that you did this for one of my stories like.....i genuinely don’t even have the words to describe how incredible that is and how lucky i am to have you here with me. thank you so much for sharing this with me, i will cherish it so very much ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

my thoughts on each song beneath the cut!!!

family tree - ethel cain

i totally see what you’re saying here!!! ugh god i love ethel cain so much, her music is just so perfect for so much of my work in terms of vibes and atmosphere yk what i mean??? so i was so glad to see that u included her here!!

demolition lovers - mcr

there’s a dozen reasons in this gun has got to be one of my favourite lyrics ever, wow!!! but also, i loved the whole last minute or so of this song!! i know that’s where the lyrics you selected are from, but i just feel like that entire final verse describes the trajectory of dabi and reader’s relationship??? from their first meeting to that last scene with keigo in the hospital.

i would die for you - in this moment

okay, YES. yes, i completely get what you mean LMAO. just that ravenous, all-consuming, downright obsessive love, us against the world type, those who continuously swallow each other whole just to spit them back out again and repeat the entire process. loved it so much <33 VERY dabi x reader!!!

voodoo doll - the funeral portrait

oof okay this song hit so hard it made me sob. as i’ve said before, tag you’re it is a very personal story to me, having grown up with and lived with (and been parented by) addicts for my entire life. because, honestly, addiction doesn’t just hurt the user, it hurts everyone who cares about the user, too. i’m not gonna go too deep into that but i loved everything you had to say about this song and i agree with you one million percent, you hit the nail right on the head!!!

life vest - the material

okay let me just take a moment to bask in the fact that the motel scenes are your favourite because i worked SO insanely hard on those scenes LMAO <3 two bodies with one beating heart oh i love love love this. but yeah!!! at that moment in the story especially, dabi is her life vest; for the majority of their time there (right up until the end) he discards his manipulation and casts off his selfishness and allows himself to just be with her, to be there for her, for completely selfless reasons, because he truly does love her. it is a crucial point in their relationship!

tears don’t fall - bullet for my valentine

ooooh yes okay!!! one of the lyrics that really stuck out to me in this song is there’s always something different going wrong / the path i walk’s in the wrong direction because it feels very keigo, especially since he was the golden boy who fell from grace, essentially. adding onto your selection of lyrics, the her conscience calls the guilty to come home also kind of reminded me of the guilt reader feels for leaving keigo, and how that guilt kind of repeatedly calls for her to come back to him, sometimes in the form of keigo himself.

everybody sells cocaine - motionless in white

holy fuck i LOVED this song!!! and you’re SO right, btw!!! dabi is constantly tempting keigo, taunting keigo, ‘testing’ keigo in the most twisted, unfair ways ever. i don’t even have anything to add, i just agree with you wholeheartedly.

jupiter - flower face

omg yes this is VERY dabi x reader during their budding relationship in part one especially. also, these silly games we play / stupid ways to make you stay / my heart’s split open on display / i can’t wait another day pretty much encompasses them fully <33 also also, rly loved the lyric it must be holy to feel something so pure makes me think of dabi as he initially starts to truly fall in love with her—real, pure, sincere! okay i just got to the end of the song and tbh, i think there’s even an argument to be made here for part two as well, and the way their relationship progresses, the concept of home, etc.

luna - wisp

feeling u hardcore on the chest aching with this song. it’s just the melody, you know??? it feels so infused with raw emotion. this one also kind of reminds me of the sex scene in part one AHAHAHA but that’s more due to how hazy and fragmented reader is <3

bottles - the material

oh yeah, for sure! alcoholism is still substance abuse, and it is still addiction. oof this is another one that made me like, super emotional. just rly struck a chord!! i love everything you’ve pointed out here, and i also love how the chorus (in particular the lyrics those bottles are everywhere / and i can’t be everywhere / to keep them from you) reminds me so much of how reader feels towards keigo’s addiction for the majority of the series; she so desperately wishes to save him from himself, she so desperately wants to help, to be useful, but she truly cannot be everywhere cataloging all of his actions all of the time

aaaah WOW sleepy!!!! incredible playlist, thank you again for sharing it with me and the rest of us here on inkykeiji!!! your selection of songs and the order in which you curated them was just genius, i am so blessed to be able to experience this <333

[movedto-bunny-lovers]

Any unanswered questions for both of your f/os ^^

Hope you have a wonderful weekend & thank you for the ask! 😊💛

Keigo

You Will Be Mine - Lenka: Describe the first time you and your F/O met. Was it during canon events or some other time? What were your first impressions of each other?

It was some other time. Keigo and I met at a café. I was sitting alone, drinking my green tea until Hawks walks in and people saw him “It’s Hawks, the Number 2 Pro Hero!” I turned around and he was at the counter, ordering his coffee. I turned back around and my face was red, ‘cause I can’t believe I saw the Number 2 Pro Hero in person. After Keigo got his coffee, he sat a bit farther away from me. I kept on looking at his direction and my heart was racing a little. Keigo was drinking his coffee until he looked at my direction. When he did that, I quickly faced back at my table. I looked at his direction again and he’s getting up, grabbed his coffee and walking towards my direction. I looked up and he’s at my table, across from me. My face was so red. He asked me “May I sit here, miss?” I nodded. He and I sat across from each other. He asked me what I was drinking, I said to him “green tea.” Keigo and I started talking, just to introduce to ourselves. I was very flustered, like I can’t believe I’m talking to the No. 2 Pro Hero. Keigo and I talked about over an hour. He said to me that I’m very sweet. I said to him that’s what a lot of people say about me. I told Keigo that I have to go home. Before I left the café, Keigo asked me for my number. My eyes widened and my face was so red. I was nervously gave him my number and he gave me his number. My hands were a little shaky. Then he said to me it was nice to meet me. I nodded and starts walking. He watched me walked towards the door, I looked back at him. He winked at me. I quickly left the café with red on my face after he winked at me. Our first impressions of each other- for me, I thought Keigo was talkative, friendly, bold and tough. For Keigo, he thought of me soft, confident and smart.

More Than Friends - meesh: Describe the moment the you and your F/O confessed your feelings for each other. Did you both do it at the same time or did one of you need more time?

Keigo confessed his feelings for me first. I had feelings for him but I wasn't too sure how he react & I was very nervous. When he confessed to me first, I was surprise. After he confessed to me first, I confessed to him as well & Keigo was surprised as well. We did it at the same time

So Obvious - Runner Runner: Before the two of you got together, was it clear to anybody else that there was something between you? Did anyone actively try to get the two of you together?

No & no

Stray Italian Greyhound - Vienna Teng: In what ways did you and your F/O change each other for the better?

Since I met Keigo, I've gotten a lot more confidence. For Keigo, he's gotten better at being patience

Quiet - Lights: What's a soft moment with your F/O that you remember fondly?

It was our first time stargazing together. It was a very lovely night. Keigo held me him his arms & crimson wings

Moscow - Autoheart: What kind of future do you envision with your F/O? Do you have a plan or do you think the two of you will just play it by ear?

Being married & having kids. I think we're going to just play it by ear

Rumi

More Than Friends - meesh: Describe the moment the you and your F/O confessed your feelings for each other. Did you both do it at the same time or did one of you need more time?

It was very lovely. I was the first to confessed my feelings to Rumi first since I had a huge crush on her. Rumi was so surprised when I confessed my feelings to her. Then Rumi confessed her feelings to me after she & I met in person at the coffee café. We did it at the same time

Talk Too Much - COIN: What was your first kiss with your F/O like? What led up to it?

The first kiss was soft & sweet! I'm the one who led up to it

Quiet - Lights: What's a soft moment with your F/O that you remember fondly?

Cuddling together for the very first time. It was very relaxing & peaceful. We both felt safe & loved of each other

Moscow - Autoheart: What kind of future do you envision with your F/O? Do you have a plan or do you think the two of you will just play it by ear?

Being married & adopt a child. We're going to play it by ear

[gaysimpsstuff]

Hawks Getting Y/n Pregnant After A Rut

This was a request but I can’t find the ask where it was requested, but it certainly was requested.

Genre: fluff

Type: headcannon/drabble

Word Count: 1.7K Words

Warnings: pregnancy, mentions of sex, mentions of rut, children, vomiting, Keigo being a bit of an asshole, doctors, mentions of sensory overload, mentions of blood, crying, reader calls Kei ‘daddy’ as a joke once,

Other: I did my best to keep it gender neutral, so there aren’t any gendered pronouns used for the reader, so they could be non binary or trans masc. Also, I do plan on never getting pregnant and have never been pregnant before so I really have no experience and no qualifications to be writing on this subject so let’s just see how this turns out.

Fluff Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @combat-wombatus @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy @catcherisvibin @thesubtlewhore @popcatx0

“Kei.”

“Nope.”

“Kei.”

“I said no.”

“I said yes.”

“Well too damn bad. I’m not carrying you.”

“It’s your damn fault I can’t walk, you fucked me for five days straight this time around, I literally can’t feel my legs. You will carry me.”

“Except it isn’t my fault I have ruts, I’m not in control.”

“It was your dick fucking me, Kei. No one else’s, so it’s your fault.”

This was a normal occurrence in the springtime, right after Keigo’s ruts. The small fight over your capabilities. 

“You can walk to the bathroom yourself.” Keigo was in bed next to you, arms crossed. “It’s literally been a whole ass week.”

“You fucked me for five days!” you exclaimed. “Do you really expect me to be up and running the same amount of time after that?”

“Yes!” Keigo exclaimed. “It’s not like I hurt you or anything, you barely did anything the whole time, you’re fine!” 

You leaned across the bed to glare him in the eyes, examining his slitted pupils for any sign that he might back down. You found none.

“Ughhhh fiiiiiine I’ll walk.” you groaned, throwing the blankets aside and standing up. Your legs were still sore, but you could maneuver them well enough. “Asshole.” you grumbled

“Oh yes, I’m the asshole.” he smirked, sitting back. You rolled your eyes, pausing for a moment to hold onto the edge of the bed.

“Something doesn’t feel right...” you muttered. 

“Seriously, Y/n? I said I wasn’t carrying you so-”

“No, Kei I’m not joking, I feel sick.” 

“I’m sure you’re just hungry.” Keigo waved you off, seemingly uncaring about your situation. You shot him another glare that he totally missed. Suddenly, you felt something move up in your body, and you launched yourself into the bathroom to crouch over the toilet. 

“Babe?” Keigo sat up in bed, trying to peek into the bathroom. He blanched when he heard you gasp, and then a loud splat noise. He was on his feet in an instant, crouching next to you as you wiped your mouth with toilet paper. 

“I fuckin told you...” you grumbled, and he rubbed your back worriedly.

“Boy who cried wolf!” he exclaimed “I’m sorry, baby, are you okay?”

“Do I look okay?” you snapped, and he frowned. “I’m sorry, no, I’m not okay- hold up- more’s coming-”

You threw up the next day too. 

And the day after that. 

One the fourth day, Keigo was panicking, insisting he take you to the doctors.  

-

“I keep telling him I’m fine, I probably just caught a stomach bug or something.” you shrugged, sitting on the uncomfortable table bed thingie inside the doctor’s office. Keigo was in the chair behind you, holding your hand.

Not for your comfort, but for his.

He hated the sterile smell of the doctors, hated the smooth white walls with charts hanging from them, too bright lights stabbing at his eyes, and the smooth way the doctors spoke was all too similar to his handlers from the commission.

You wanted to get the visit over with and get Keigo out of here before he went into sensory overload, you knew just how much he hated hospitals and doctors, and while it was sweet that he would force himself to go through it for you, you didn’t want him to.

“I keep telling them they’re not fine,” Keigo grumbled. “Look at them, they don’t look fine and I keep telling them something’s wrong but-”

“Please don’t start to fight in my office,” the doctor sighed, she glanced between you and Keigo. “I understand Hawks goes through ‘ruts’ as you would call them in the springtime, and during that time he is much more fertile than usual. Have the two of you just finished one of those ruts?” 

“Yes,” you answered quickly. “It lasted five days this time.” Keigo nodded.

“DO you think maybe I got them sick?” Kei worried, squeezing your hand tighter.

“Keigo have you ever heard of someone getting sick after sex and not- oh oh, Doctor are you implying-”

“Yes, I am, you should probably get tested for it. We can do a blood test, they’re more accurate.”

“Thank you, Ma’am.” 

“I’ll send you to the Hematologist,” 

“The what?” 

“Blood doctor, Keigo. I need a blood test.”

“So I did get you sick!”

“Oh my god Keigo, no, just- we’ll see what happens.”

“Is it normal that I’m confused?” 

“Unfortunately, it’s very normal.”

-

Keigo continued to be confused and worried for the next few days, at least until you got an email. 

“Why’s this one so important?” Keigo pouted. “And why can’t I read it with you?”

“It’s the result of the blood test.” you explained, clicking on the email and scrolling past the formalities to get to the result

“So basically it’s the result of whether my cum is toxic or not...” Keigo was laying on the bed near your feet while you were sat up on your laptop.

“Your cum isn’t toxic, Kei.” you chuckled, reading through the email. “I would have gotten ‘sick’ much sooner if your cum was toxic.”

“How do you know my cum didn’t just- suddenly become toxic?” he exclaimed

“Keigo. Stop. Your cum is not toxic.” you sighed, finally reaching the results.

Your lips lifted up and you started to practically buzz with excitement. You cupped your hands over your mouth and squealed. Keigo lifted his head up, staring at you in confusion.

“Babe? What happened?” His wings twitched as you shut the laptop, setting it aside and flinging yourself at him. Your arms squeezing his midsection tight. “Ah shit- Y/n what’s going on? Why are you so happy?” He sat up, pulling you into his lap. “I’m not against you smiling and cuddling me but I am still very much confused.”

“Keigo, I’m pregnant!” you squealed, holding onto his shoulders, your face was stretched wide in a bright smile “We’re gonna have a baby!”

“Wait- what?” His face immediatelty lifted 

“Yes! We’re gonna have a kid!”

“Holy shit, really?” He hands flew to your stomach “My kid is in there?” He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth to keep it from quivering, his hands were shaking against your stomach.

“Yes, Keigo. You’re gonna be a dad!” He let out a warbled sort of chirp, pressing his face into your neck. His breath fanned out over your skin, and you could feel moisture against it. 

“I’m so happy!” he whispered, voice wavering slightly “Fuck I’m so happy with you, I- I’m gonna be a good dad for our little chick.” his hand rubbed circles against your belly. You traced your hand up to rub Keigo’s back.

“They’re lucky to have someone like you to be their dad, Kei. I love you, and I know you’ll raise our child right.” His grip in you tightened

“I- I can’t I’m just- fuck words can’t describe it, I-” He  pulled away from your neck and pressed his lips against yours, you closed your eyes and kisses back, enjoying his passion. It was like however close you could be wasn’t close enough, and he needed to just be with you.

You broke the kiss a few minutes later, pulling away to cup his face. His golden eyes were full of tears, and his smile was the brightest it had ever been. 

“I love you...” he whispered. “And I already love our kid.” You stroked his cheek with your finger, speechless. You kisses his nose, giggling a little.

“We’re gonna be a family,” you told him

“I can’t wait!” 

-

After that, Keigo just couldn’t keep his hands off you, especially your belly, even while it was small, he just couldn’t keep himself from holding your belly and talking to the baby.

“Goodnight, Y/n~” Keigo pressed a kiss to your cheek, a hand rubbing circles onto your growing belly. “And goodnight Akina!” 

“Keigo, we don’t know if it’s gonna be a girl, so don’t name it just yet!” you chuckled.

“But Akina’s just perfect, if it’s a girl then she’d be a lovely spring flower” he cooed, scooching down to your belly.

“Keigo, I’d be concerned if our baby was born in the springtime, that’s way late!”

“Well she was conceived in springtime!” Keigo exclaimed, pressing his cheek to your belly “Weren’t you, Akina? My beautiful daughter~” 

“You don’t know if it’s your daughter or your son yet, Kei! Seriously!” you laughed at the way he spoke to your belly, running your hands through his golden tresses. 

“Well if it’s a boy, what do you think his name should be?” he asked

“I was thinking Hajime, I mean this is a whole new beginning for both of us.”

“Hajime...” Keigo breathed, pressing a kiss to your belly. “My darling child, my Hajime, my Akina, my perfect child I already love you~” 

You buried your face in your hands, giggling, Keigo was just too precious sometimes, you couldn’t wait to have his and your child.

“Oh! Keigo I felt something!” you exclaimed, Keigo sat up, pressing his hand against your belly. 

“Was it a-”

“Yes! They’re kicking!” you placed your hand over Keigo’s, moving it so he could feel the small bursts of pressure. You heard him suck in a breath, vibrating with happiness.

“They’re so strong!” he was beaming with pride, feeling his child kick up against his hand. “I’m going to keep them so safe, they won’t cry like I have, like you have, they’ll know true happiness.” 

“We’ll protect them, and when our little birdie is ready, then one day they can fly away...”

“But we’ll always be there when they need us.” Keigo pressed himself against you, kissing your neck “We’ll all be so happy!”

“Keigo, that tickles!”

“I still can’t believe it, that little chick will call me ‘dad!’” 

“What, is me calling you ‘daddy’ not enough?” you joked and he laughed, pressing one more kiss to your skin before rolling onto his stomach and resting his head on your shoulder

“I love you Y/n, I love you Akina, Hajime,” he murmured, you settled into the blankets next to him, letting him cover your body with one of his wings as you absentmindedly wrapped an arm around his body.

“I love you too, Keigo. And you, my child.” 

Oh my gosh

I wanna do a part two

But like- angsty?

Idfk this is just v fun-

It’s either gonna be fluffy Hajime/Akina being born and living life to the fullest

A miscarriage

Or maybe the reader dies and Keigo has to raise the child alone- which could very well result in Keigo abusing the child- AHHH SO MANY POSSIBILITIESS

[oneoftheextras]

familiar | aizawa x reader

masterlist | commission me

paring: aizawa x reader

summary: you and aizawa split up over a year ago, but you still can’t get each other out of your heads. at a house party, where too much alcohol is involved, you speak for the first time.

words: 7.2k

warnings: 18+, fem bodied reader, same-sex kissing, college au, neglectful relationship, alcohol, smoking, jealousy, drunk sex (both parties), vocal male and (obviously) smut

a/n: i don’t condone smoking, and if you’re a non-smoker please don’t smoke because it’s ‘coo’ or ‘attractive’. the way i describe smoking in this is not a reflection of the damage it does to your body.

First party of the year, these things were always the best.

Everyone’s excitement and nervousness from the start of a new year of gruelling studying and endless exams - all put into one alcohol infused night.

You’d thought about not going, last year you were so drunk and ended up attending your first lecture with a hangover, but Nemuri had convinced you otherwise.

“Are you sure he won’t be there?” you’d asked her for the fourth time while putting your makeup on.

He being your ex-boyfriend: Shota Aizawa.

The breakup itself wasn’t very messy, but you definitely were. You felt like you were more in the relationship than he was and you knew for your own sanity it needed to end.

You couldn’t blame him though. He worked two jobs while attending university: day shifts and night shifts to help pay for his school fees, as well as taking one of the hardest courses the school offered.

He was an amazing man, but you always felt like you never really fit into his schedule, and he didn’t really make any time for you.

It was a mutual agreement to break things off, but you were the only one crying.

“No! Hizashi said that he’s working tonight” Nemuri repeated herself in between putting putting her lipstick on.

You stared at yourself in the mirror, you seemed so different from who you were the last time you saw your friends.

It was hard, sharing a friend group with your ex, the only time you could see them was when he was at work and you knew he wouldn’t be there.

Still, you’d relentlessly check before agreeing. It wasn’t like you hated the guy, it was the opposite actually, you knew deep down you still loved him - but knowing you wouldn’t get that love back hurt too much.

The holidays had given you a big enough excuse to avoid him, you heard he picked up more shifts so he rarely came to gatherings.

“Nemuri! Y/N!” Keigo greeted you both with open arms when he saw you enter the house. “Hey, guys! You’ll never guess who showed” he called into the living room.

As you walked into the room, you could feel that Keigo’s introduction had caused way too much hype for you, but the moment you turned the corner and saw all your friends sitting and standing around the room, they all burst into cheers and smiles. 

It felt good that they were all excited to see you, but you hated the attention.

“Hey” you shyly waved at everyone. Keigo grabbed your arm and pulled you over to the drinks bar “You need to catch up with everyone” he stated, it was clear everyone had started drinking a while ago.

He handed you a red solo cup with god-knows what mixture of alcohol in it, but you accepted it regardless, “I hope you’re ready to get utterly wasted tonight” Keigo encouraged you as you took a gulp of your drink - shit it was strong.

You both fell into easy conversation and after a while, you started to feel comfortable in your surroundings, you weren’t sure why you were so nervous to begin with.

“It’s good to see everyone again, you know, without having to worry about... yeah” you trailed off, unsure of how you would actually explain what you meant. 

Keigo nodded understandingly, he knew what you were trying to say, “We’ve missed you” was all he said before wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you in for a tight hug, if his wings were out properly, you knew he would’ve wrapped one around you too.

“Let’s get this party started!” you heard being shouted over the music in another room. There was one person you knew who could make your ears ring from that distance, “Looks like Hizashi’s here” Keigo confirmed what you were thinking.

You waited patiently to see the tall blonde enter the room, he was one of your best friends - it came with being Nemuri’s roommate.

Unfortunately, that’s how you and Shota had happened, Hizashi was always dragging him anywhere he went. And you were drawn in by his handsome features.

A lump of saliva got stuck in your throat as you watched Hizashi proudly entering the room with horned fingers pointing to the ceiling, his long blond hair was flowing past his shoulders, but he was exactly the same as the last time you saw him.

Keigo took your drink from your hand and you gave him a questioning glance, “Go say hi” he tilted his head towards the loud blonde. You didn’t need to be told twice.

Your legs were moving in a hurried walk but your quick movements must have caught his attention because he made eye contact and immediately started smiling.

He took two big strides and scooped you up into a tight hug, lifting you off the ground, “Girl! Look at you!” he cooed at you as he spun you around, “How did you get so fine?” he dramatically bit down on his bottom lip as he put you down.

“Well, you’ve always been fine, but this is on another level” he corrected himself, making you blush. 

It was nice to see him again, it really was. You struggled to keep up with his plethora of questions, but your cheeks started to hurt with how much you were smiling.

“Where have you been? I haven’t seen you in ages” he pouted, you shook your head at his antics but answered him regardless, “I just needed to take a step back for a bit, with the whole Shota thing-” it was the first time saying his name aloud.

Nemuri had been careful around you, never bringing him up in conversation and there was this silent agreement that Shota would only be known as ‘He’ or ‘Him’.

Hizashi nodded as you explained, similarly to how Keigo had, “-I know you two are close and I wasn’t gunna be that person that asked you not to hang out or talk about your best friend, it was easier for me to give you all some space” you breathed, happy to get it off your chest.

“That’s why I’m so happy you’re here, I can talk to you without him being around” you grinned like a child that was told they could get McDonalds for dinner.

His face dropped slightly when you stopped talking, “Actually, he came with me” he avoided eye contact with you, “W-What?” you blinked rapidly as though someone was blowing air in your face.

“Yeah, he’s just outside having a smoke” Hizashi used his thumb to point behind him towards the door, “He was supposed to be working, but he called out” he explained.

He called out? He must be talking about someone else, because the Shota you knew, would never do something like that.

Just as his name had crossed your mind, you watched the dark haired figure walk into the room searching for his friend.

Immediately, you felt panic go through you, “I, uh-” you stumbled over your words, eyes darting between Shota and Hizashi, trying to think of an excuse to leave before he saw you.

Hizashi obviously noticed that something had caught your attention, so he looked over his shoulder. Upon seeing Shota, he called him over, and you quickly averted your eyeline so you wouldn’t have to make eye contact.

He was getting closer to you both, there was no doubt that he’d seen you now, but you wouldn’t be forced into an awkward conversation.

“Actually, I left Keigo with my drink so I better get back, talk to you later” you said a hurried goodbye to Hizashi and hastily turned on your heels and headed for Keigo.

The face the winged man was giving you was one of apology, he’d definitely watched the scene go down, “I’m sorry, I honestly didn’t know he was coming” Keigo handed you your drink back, which you instantly downed.

“Another” you said as you handed your empty cup back to him, feeling the horrible liquid slide down your throat. Keigo shrugged, but did as he was told.

A few drinks later had you feeling more confident and relaxed, there were about ten people at this gathering, but Keigo had promised you more were coming later so you could hide in the crowd.

The group had unintentionally made a circle around the room and there were multiple small conversations going on.

They started small but soon there were loud chants of “Spin the Bottle”, “Spin the Bottle”, “Spin the Bottle” until all conversations had stopped.

To no one’s surprise, it was Nemuri who’d started it. She ushered for everyone to move in closer - you looked at Keigo, who shrugged and pulled you towards the group with him.

He sat cross-legged on the floor and pulled you down to sit on his lap, “Everyone here’s single right? I don’t wanna be accused of being a homewrecker” Nemuri glanced around the room at everyone’s nodding heads.

When her eyeline met yours you noticed the little twinkle they had, oh no. She was doing this for you, doing it to help you get over him.

“Off, that’s cheating” Rumi fluttered her hand at you and Keigo, who wrapped his arms around your waist protectively. “How will we know who the bottle lands on?” she continued.

“What if we’re a package deal?” Keigo wiggled his eyebrows and you laughed heartily, slapping his forearm before slipping off his lap into your own space next to Hizashi.

It was hard to ignore that Shota was sitting on the other side of Hizashi, it was expected, but at least it meant you were unlikely to get each other - how awkward would that be.

Nemuri put her hand in the air to get everyone’s attention, “Rules! No pecks or cheek kisses, if you’re gunna do it we wanna see saliva-” her eyes were full of glee but the groans and “Ew’s” around the room disagreed, “-and if you don’t wanna do it, you don’t have to” she shrugged the last bit.

As Nemuri kicked the game off by spinning the bottle for herself, you couldn’t help but overthink.

What happened if you got someone you didn’t want to kiss? Of course you could just say no, but wouldn’t that make them feel bad?

What if you got Shota? Everyone in this room knew you guys had broken up. What if you got Shota and he wanted to kiss you? Or even worse, what if you got him and he didn’t want to kiss you?

How would you act if you got him, surprised? Shocked? Concerned? Should you be the first one to say no if you do get paired together and beat him to it?

While your head was thinking up a storm, you hadn’t realised that the bottle had been spun and the tip was pointed at you.

“Hmm?” you looked around wide eyed, trying to find the source of your name being called. Then you noticed the bottle, “Who span?” you found yourself asking.

Rumi raised her hand. She was four people away from you, good you had time. “If you don’t wanna, that’s fine” she said sincerely, but Keigo piped up next to you, “Absolutely not, you gotta, I wanna see this” he rubbed his hands together.

“You’re such a pervert, Keigo” Toshinori muttered behind his cup.

Without saying another word, you got up onto your knees and shuffled towards Rumi, she did the same and met you half way.

When you were within touching distance, she put her hand on the side of your jaw and tilted your head up slightly.

She studied your face with a smirk before moving her mouth to meet yours. She took the lead, to that you were grateful.

You were unsure what to do with your hands so you gently placed them on her large biceps, which encouraged her to place one hand on the back of your head so she could kiss you harder.

When she let go of you, you let out a shy giggle and moved back to your seat.

The game moved on swiftly. You’d almost had enough time to calm down while a few other make out sessions were going on.

When Keigo clapped his hands together and rubbed them excitedly, you watched as the bottle span in a circle until it came to an abrupt stop, pointing at you.

You eyed Keigo suspiciously, “You cheated” you accused him and he faked looking hurt, “With your feathers or something, the chances of me going again so soon are slim” you poked your finger into his chest.

“If you’re too scared, just say” he teased you and you rolled your eyes, “I’m not scared!” you protested

He span you so your back was facing the rest of the group and harshly pushed you until your back hit the ground.

Within moments he was hovering over you, a position you didn’t think you would be in with Keigo - alcohol definitely made him cockier.

He leaned down slowly to give you enough time to tell him if you wanted him to stop, his lips connected with yours when you showed no signs of hesitation.

His lips were soft and inviting, and when he slipped his tongue in between your lips, you could taste more of that horrible alcohol.

While you were in the moment, you found yourself wrapping your arms around his neck and letting your fingers run through his golden hair.

You felt his teeth bite down on your bottom lip as he pulled at it, causing you to let out a muffled yelp, “Okay, okay, if that’s gunna go any further there are rooms upstairs” someone yelled at you two.

Keigo let go of your mouth and pushed himself up off the floor, “Who’s house is this?!” Keigo responded cockily, reminding everyone that this was his place and he could do what he wanted, getting back up into a seated position and extending his hand to help you up.

You were very dazed, and quite frankly speechless, you didn’t know he was such a good kisser.

He leaned in and pushed your hair over your ear so he could whisper in it, “Sorry, I had to do better than Rumi otherwise she’d never let me live it down” he explained his theatrics.

You were about to answer when you saw someone cross the room and head for the back door out of the corner of your eye. When you glanced towards Hizashi and noticed the missing space beside him, you knew it was Shota who had left.

The game continued for a bit and Shota didn’t make a reappearance. It was only when more people started turning up, did you forget about the situation.

It was either the overwhelming amount of new people, or the additional alcohol running through you.

Eventually, you’d lost sight of anyone that you knew and decided to go to the kitchen to get another drink. You weren’t completely wasted, but you were definitely feeling it.

You leaned against the counter and reached for one of the high cupboards where you knew the good alcohol was, but it was just out of reach.

The hairs on the back of your neck stood up when you felt someone approaching you, their hand extended further than yours could and gripped the bottle that you were reaching for.

“Thank yo-“ you started, but when you turned your head slightly you saw a wisp of black hair, you stopped. He was so close to you, the same way he would whenever he would hug you from behind after a long night of rough sex, one of the many ways he would show you aftercare.

No, bad thought, don’t think of that right now.

You waited for him to step away but he never did. All you could do was turn around while hugging the alcohol bottle and pray that he would take the hint and allow you past.

Shota wasn’t an asshole, as much as he wanted to be near you again, he wasn’t going to force you into a situation that made you uncomfortable, so he took a few steps back.

It really wasn’t fair, he was wearing a black shirt with the top three buttons undone and rolled the sleeves up to the elbow and matched it with some black jeans - a look he knew you loved.

You tried your best to ignore him, but when he leaned against the only available counter for you to pour your drink, you decided there was no escaping his presence.

“So, how have you been?” you asked, trying to kick off some sort of conversation, the music from the other room wasn’t loud enough to cover the awkward silence. “We both know you’re not a small talk kind of person” he muttered as he pulled a box of cigarettes out of his pocked and slid one in between his teeth.

“And you never used to be a smoking kind of person” you quipped back, not giving him the satisfaction of any eye contact as you poured yourself a shot and downed it immediately.

He chuckled slightly at your ferocity, “True” he shrugged, “People change” he mumbled as he put the box back into his pocket.

The undertone of his words were layered. He wasn’t just talking about habitual changes like drinking more or smoking. No. He was making a point.

You poured your mixer into your cup and added a double shot of the alcohol that had started this conversation and lifted it to your lips.

“I highly doubt that” you dismissed him. If he was trying to bring up your history together, you weren’t going to be the one to entertain it.

The tears had passed, the resentment had passed - he wasn’t about to make you relive it.

Before your drink could touch your lips you felt it being lifted out of your hands, Shota retracted it from your grasp and turned to walk out the back door that was connected to the kitchen.

He stood in the doorway for a moment and then glanced over his shoulder at you to see if you were following him. When he saw that you weren’t he stepped out into the cold night air.

“I can just make another one” you called after him. The door started to swing shut behind him, but you heard him shout back “So make another one”, it was slightly muffled by the distance he’d put between you, but you could hear the challenging tone he had.

Sighing, you stomped across the kitchen and caught the door before it closed fully, peaking out to see where he’d gone.

Keigo’s backyard was rather spacious for a college student, he even had an inflatable pool but you wouldn’t dare touch the water, knowing Keigo it probably hadn’t been cleaned since last summer.

It was hard to spot him in the darkness, it was nearing 1am, but when you saw a flash of a lighter flame highlight his features, you noticed him leaning against the brick wall with his cigarette now lit.

“Can I have my drink back now?” you asked, extending your hand out to the red cup in his less dominant hand, “I thought you were making another” he had a slight humour to his voice as he held the smoke in his throat before tilting his head upwards to blow it into the air.

If it was any other day when you had less alcohol in your system you would’ve left him outside in the cold and abandoned your drink, but you were tipsy and stubborn.

“I don’t want to make another one, I want that one” you folded your arms, almost sounding like a toddler having a tantrum. You took a couple of paces towards him and tried to snatch the plastic cup out of his hand, but he held above his head, using his height against you.

He put the cigarette to his lips and inhaled as he took in your annoyed face, “Talk with me, then you can have it back” he turned his head to the side and blew the smoke away from you.

Why now? After all these months of non-contact, why did he want to talk now? His number wasn’t blocked on your phone, he could’ve text or called you at any point, but he didn’t.

“What do you want to talk about?” you stood in front of him and leaned on the small table behind you, it was slightly damp from the intermittent rain you’d been having recently, but not enough to dampen your clothes.

His eyes were softly squinted, he was trying to read your body language, you watched him do this a million times whenever you introduced him to someone while you were dating.

It was strange to think that he was now using the same technique on you; not that he would get much of a read other than dismissal - it wasn’t exactly a secret that you didn’t want to be in this situation.

At least, that’s what you told yourself and everyone around you.

“How’ve you been?” he returned your earlier question and you laughed through your nose briefly, “Now who’s making small talk?” you asked sarcastically.

He knew how you’d been, you’d guessed that Nemuri and Hizashi would’ve told him if he asked. They wouldn’t have done it maliciously, but they were his best friend, as they were yours - they cared about you both.

“I’m good” you replied when you realised he was still waiting for your answer, “You?” you bounced the question back, half to be polite, half because you genuinely wanted to know.

He licked his bottom lip before answering, “Stressed” he nodded and then  weakly laughed, “I got picked up part-time by a Hero agency, nothing fancy, but that on top of school and the other two jobs, it gets a bit..” he found himself rambling so he stopped mid-sentence.

If this was anyone else, you would’ve assumed they’d asked how you were so you would return the question and they could vent at you, or brag about something like being picked up by an agency in your second year.

But this was Shota, he wasn’t the bragging type, and even when you were dating he wouldn’t open up to you like this - he would never admit he was stressed or tired or overworked. 

He would just bottle it up and deal with it, not letting anyone in or asking for help. It was partially the reason you broke up.

“You’re working three jobs and studying?” you furrowed your eyebrows and shook your head, trying to mentally piece together a timeline of his week. When would he have time to do anything else?

He didn’t verbally answer you, he simply nodded. “Hizashi mentioned you picked up more hours but damn” you said more as a passing comment but he honed in on your words.

“So you’ve been asking about me?” he raised his eyebrow at you in a teasing way, you blinked quickly as you tried to figure out how he came to that conclusion, “What? No! You know what he’s like-” you waved the statement away.

At some point during your sentence, two people had opened the backdoor and started to step out, but upon seeing you and Shota talking and you heard a “Oh, fuck that” and the door quickly closing.

That put a brief standstill to your conversation.

“I guess more people know than I thought” you mumbled to yourself, hugging your arms around yourself for comfort, “People talk, they always will” Shota crinkled his nose up into a snarl, clearly unhappy with his personal life being the subject matter of gossip.

He pushed himself off of the wall and leaned over you to stub out his cigarette in the ashtray there. With him being in such close proximity to you, the smell of his cologne mixed with cigarettes filled your senses.

It was more intoxicating than all the shots you’d been taking tonight, you had to close your eyes for a moment to really enjoy being overwhelmed by it.

Shota’s voice cut you off quicker than you would’ve liked, “You’re not that drunk are you?” he sounded concerned, “Unfortunately, no” you muttered back to him without opening your eyes.

The irony of it. He was worried about your alcohol intake, when him being here was the reason you were doing every shot that came your way.

“I think I was right to take this off you, you’ve had a lot tonight” his lecture caused you to open your eyes, he was drinking your drink. “Hey!” you darted your hand forward and pulled it away from him, making some of the liquid splash up on his top lip.

He chuckled at your reaction and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, “Like you care about my well being anyway” you snapped a bit more harshly than you’d intended to, causing the small smile he had to slip away.

“I always cared about you” he said back softly, “Still do” he added as he watched you hungrily take a few gulps of your drink. You tried to ignore his words but your stomach fluttered.

When you didn’t respond, you noticed he became fidgety, transferring his weight from one foot to another. “Are you and Keigo a thing?” he steered the conversation into a different direction.

You couldn’t hold in the laugh that came out of you, “Me and Keigo? No way” you tried to calm down from the shock of his question, “He definitely likes you” his words were muffled by the second cigarette he placed between his lips.

“I think you should be more concerned about your lungs than who’s interested in me” you stepped towards him and pulled the cigarette away from him, he looked at you perplexed. 

The two of you stared at each other and for a moment it was almost like things were back to the way they were: before Shota became a workaholic, before you started going weeks without seeing your boyfriend, before everything went wrong.

You missed having him in your life, truly. He was a good person, he was kind and brave - you were happy he’d been picked up by an agency, all he wanted was to help save people.

“I really wish we could still be friends” you confessed to him, even if his busy life couldn’t accommodate you as his partner you still wanted to be apart of it, “Me too” he kept eye contact with you as he took his cigarette back.

Your lips parted, about to ask him why that couldn’t happen, but he already had his answer ready, “I still love you, having you in my life in any other way is too hard” your heart sank as soon as he finished talking, watching him light the cigarette you’d stolen.

Taking a step back, you let out a small “Oh”. He noticed your withdrawal and quickly tried to backtrack his words, “I didn’t mean it like that-” he cursed his idiot tipsy brain for not thinking his words through before saying them “-I’ve changed over the last couple of months, I-” you didn’t let him finish what he was saying.

“Have a good night, Shota” you nodded a goodbye and quickly went back inside, ignoring the calls for your attention that followed you.

Almost immediately, you found Keigo slamming back shots with Rumi so naturally you joined them, hoping to get so drunk that you’d forget the conversation you just had. You’d been talking with Shota for so long that you’d felt yourself sobering up.

After an hour or so of playing some card game you didn’t understand, the music had gotten louder and Keigo had pulled you into the sea of people that were dancing in the middle of his living room.

You were having a great time letting Keigo twirl you around dramatically and pulling all sorts of dance moves when the beat dropped. 

He spun you but kept hold of your hand so his arm held you close to his body, inadvertently making your body grind against his, “He’s staring at you” he whispered into your ear, you turned your head to the side to shout back over the music “Who?”.

Without making it too obvious, he danced with you and slowly turned your body until you made eye contact with the person he was talking about.

Shota was sat on one of the high stools next to Hizashi, the blonde man was talking but you could see Shota was watching you out the corner of his eye.

“Do you wanna make him jealous?” Keigo offered and you nodded all to eagerly.

Your heart still hurt from what Shota said outside, mainly because you felt the exact same way, you missed him more than anything but you didn’t think he’d changed. 

It was probably the alcohol in him talking, you doubt he missed you at all.

Keigo moved his hands to your hips and you allowed him to sway them against him, you were sure it looked a lot worse than it actually was. When that song ended, you glanced up towards where Hizashi and Shota were - the knuckles on the hand holding his bottle of beer had gone white.

You turned your body around so you were facing Keigo and you could see Shota over his shoulder, “I think it’s working” you tried your best to not deafen him with the volume of your voice.

Keigo drunkenly brought his drink up to your mouth and let you take a swig - yup, it was still that disgusting alcohol he was obsessed with.

“What exactly do you want from him?” Keigo asked you as he moved your body around in various directions. “I don’t know” you confessed.

What were you trying to get from him? Make him mad? Jealous? Sure, but to what end? What was the goal?

Your thoughts were cut short when you heard a deep grumble of “Mind if I cut in?”. You didn’t need to look towards the sound to know what made it.

“I don’t mind if she doesn’t” Keigo pathetically faked some kind of territorial protective stance, which only had Shota staring at him unamused.

“I don’t mind” you confirmed you were okay with swapping dance partners. Keigo gave you a drunken bow before turning around to dance with Enji.

The whole time you’d never stopped moving your feet to dance, but Shota was stood as still as a rock, seemingly out of place amongst all the intoxicated bodies.

Grabbing his wrist bravely, you pulled him in time with your drunken dancing, “Don’t just stand there” you laughed at him.

At first, he did a little side step to the beat of the music, but watching you throw your hips and head in time with the music ignited something in him.

He felt his skin get warmer, he didn’t know if it was from you or the large amount of alcohol he’d consumed to get the courage to come up to you again, but he knew he wanted to be closer to you.

It took you by surprise when you felt his arm snake it’s way around your waist from behind and his chest move in time with you against your back.

The sensation of him touching you again brought back old memories - memories you thought were long gone.

It was too comfortable being like this with him, you started to unconsciously grind your hips against him in a similar way you was with Keigo.

A groan fell from his mouth at the feeling of your bodies so close together. You must have known what you were doing to him, there was no way you didn’t.

He couldn’t help himself, his grip on you got tighter as his brain replayed intimate moments the two of you had shared in the past. As though he was on autopilot, he dipped his head towards your exposed throat and let his breath linger against your skin.

A shiver travelled down your spine and you instinctively raised one of your hands to wrap around his neck and pull him closer.

He ignored your pulls and stayed where he was, reminding you that he was stronger than you were.

Impatiently, you whined at not getting what you wanted from him. The music was loud enough that you were sure he hadn’t heard it, but he had.

He closed his eyes and let his lips graze against your skin, in return, you attempted to drag him closer to you again, this time he let you. 

One kiss turned into two, which turned into his teeth nipping at the soft spot under your jaw. He knew your weak zones and exactly how to push them.

“Wanna go upstairs?” he grumbled in your ear after nibbling on your lobe, instead of verbally replying you nodded your head as best you could. 

Within an instant, his hand was enveloped in yours and he was pulling you away from the large crowd of people, if it weren’t from his pulling then you probably would’ve fallen on your face.

The second the bedroom door was closed he was on you, his hands travelled up your sides until they got to your ribs - then he moved them to your front to grasp at your breasts.

He let out a content sign when your hands shot to his belt buckle in return, “So impatient” he chuckled but let you continue. As soon as his belt was out of the way, you started on his buttons and zipper.

Everything about this felt so familiar. As though you had stepped back in time to a moment where you were still his and he was still yours.

A surprised groan came out of him as you rubbed the flat of your palm along his clothed shaft. His body fell forward from his knees bucking at the sensation, the sound of his hand hitting the door to catch himself made you jump.

“Sh-Shit, argh!” Shota shook his head to try and regain his composure, letting a few strands of his dark hair fall around his face. You had to tilt your head to look up at his feature, but his eyes were screwed shut and his jaw had relaxed so you could see the inside of his mouth.

You smiled cheekily to yourself at being able to make him crumble so easily. Dragging your hand along his member, you heard a hiss from above you, the tune of having him so vulnerable under your touch was intoxicating.

When you slipped your hand under the elastic of his boxers and felt the warmth of his skin, you noticed how he started to buck his hips so he could push himself further into your hand.

You were purposely being slow, and now he was the one being impatient by needing to feel some form of friction. Mercilessly, you didn’t give him what he wanted and continued to move your hand even slower than before.

With a throaty growl, he ripped your hand from his person and pinned it above your head with the hand that was keeping him up-right.

“Don’t tease me” he warned you with a tensed jaw. When you playfully tried to free your captured hand, he scooped it under his weight with the other. “I’m not!” you whined as you tried to tug yourself out of his grip.

He moved the fabric of your clothes out of the way as he slipped his hand into your underwear and started to rub teasing circles on your clit. He was even slower than you were, obviously trying to make a point.

“Shotaaa!” you dragged the ‘a’ of his name out as you complained. He smiled as he let his eyes make contact with yours, he studied your face intently and you wondered for a moment what could have caught his attention.

Then he sped up for a second only to go back to his previous pace, but the shock of it made a gasp leave your mouth, which he returned with a laugh and a smirk.

You tried your best not to react to his touch but you missed it, you missed him. You missed the way the rough pads of his fingerprints felt as they grazed over your soft skin.

“Up” he warned you as he let your hands free and wrapped his large hands under your thighs and lifted you up, instinctively you hooked your ankles together and held your legs on the indents of his waist. It wasn’t like you had much of a choice, his hands were holding them there anyway.

Once he was sure you weren’t going to fall, he pushed more of his weight against you to keep your back flat with the door, his hands smoothed the underside of your bare thighs until they stopped at your ass.

He kneaded your soft flesh with a groan, each squeeze was desperate and had purpose to it, as though if he let you go he would never get the chance to touch you again.

When he moved his hip forward you felt the tip of his length brush against your entrance, at some point he had let his jeans and boxers fall to the floor.

You were both exposed, the same way you had been thousands of times before but this time it felt different. It was new yet familiar. 

He allowed some of his weight off of you and you felt your body sliding down the door inch by inch, you quickly grabbed for his shoulders but you weren’t strong enough to hold yourself up without Shota’s help.

The smile on his face was devilish, he enjoyed watching you be so helpless without him, at least that’s what you thought he was smiling about. He moved his hand under you and immediately you felt the tip of his head stroking your folds.

“Don’t slip” he teased while lining himself up with your hole. You felt yourself lowering onto him as gravity pulled you down, Shota placed his hands on your thighs again and lifted you up.

You were about to whine at the loss of sensation, but before you could he let go of you again - you’d made the mistake of trusting him to carry you too much and lost your grip on his shirt.

The force of dropping down so quickly had his cock sliding all the way into you until your pelvic bone met with Shota’s curly black hairs. The noise that left you was high pitched and shameful, almost as shameful as the sound Shota made.

“Fu-uck” his voice got caught in his throat as he moaned. You couldn’t revel in it too much because he instantly started thrusting his hips into you. 

Something wild took over Shota in that moment; he pushed you further against the door until you could feel the wooden ridges against your spine, his knuckles were white from how hard he was gripping your thighs, it almost hurt but you were too blissed out to care.

His mouth found its way to your throat, his playful kisses from earlier returning with the vibrations of his moans to accompany them.

Your throat was dry from the constant stream of noise that left it, if anyone were to walk past this room there would be no doubt in their mind what was going on inside it.

Shota pulled you away from the door, never taking himsef out of you, and moved you over to the bed on the other side of the room. The second your tired back was against the soft covers he pushed your thighs down into a mating press and rutted himself into you.

“I’ve-fuck-missed this” he tried to say. Hearing him curse made your insides twist more than they already were, your walls tightened around him, “S-Shit, just like that” he growled and increased his pace.

Your skin felt like it was on fire and your muscles hurt from how hard they were tensing, your hands found themselves clasped around his shoulder blades as your nails dug crescent moons into the skin under his shirt.

The small bundle of muscles inside you had tightened to the point where your folds were tingling and trembling through every thrust Shota gave you.

“I’m-I’m-Mmmm” was the most you could get out between your teeth holding your bottom lip in place.

You threw your head back as your walls tightened around his length. His breathing became heavier as a bass undertone to the melody of the scream that shot out of you as you hit your climax.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck” Shota chanted over and over, each word punctuated with a hard thrust.

His voice trembled an airy moan when his rhythm went off beat and his hips stuttered, the feeling of warmth enveloped you and you knew he had reached his end as well.

The only sound left was the thumping of your hearts in your chests and the desperate inhaling and exhaling of your lungs.

“Can I kiss you?” Shota broke the silence, you couldn’t verbally respond yet so you shyly nodded. He leaned down until the tips of your noses were touching, but when your lips made contact you felt your stomach flip all over again.

His kiss was soft and caring, and over quicker than you would’ve liked.

He pulled himself out of you and got dressed quietly as you did the same, you were unsure what to say so you let the comfortable quiet linger.

That’s when you realised you were in Keigo’s room and started to laugh to yourself.

Shota looked around self consciously, glancing down at himself to make sure he didn’t stain any of his clothes, but you didn’t stop to explain.

Your goal was to return back to the party before anyone noticed you were gone.

Before you managed to opened the door, Shota stopped you “Does this mean you’ll give me another chance?” he asked hopefully.

Honestly you didn’t know, you had fun but you weren’t sure if you were ready to open your heart up like that again.

You gave him a simple shrug and a “We’ll see” before leaving him in the room alone.

Finding Keigo downstairs, you slipped beside him casually, trying to act as though you hadn’t just fucked your ex on his bed.

“Wanna explain why you smell of cigarette smoke and your hairs a mess?” he raised an eyebrow at you.

He already knew the answer, he just wanted you to say it, “No, I don’t” you smiled back at him, letting yourself get lost in the music once again.

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Poly Relationship with Bakugou, Todoroki And Deku

Imagine 21: The Day

Summary: your ‘wedding’ day

A/N: so these can be read as stand alone fics. They won’t go in order. Just whatever requests or imagines come to mind. Enjoy💕

Warnings: sappy sappy fluffiness

Isle music:

You shake your head, reading your boyfriends texts as Ochako does your hair.

It’s a beautiful day, and the venue Katsuki found was absolutely gorgeous.

Beautiful and green, flowers and butterflies all around. You’d be getting married outside. And what a perfect day for it.

“Never thought you’d get married before me.” Kiri chuckles, leaning back in his chair as he watches you get prepped. You flip him off and he laughs, fully and loudly. He’s giddy and excited. But nerves are setting in for you.

“Kiri.”

“Hm?”

“Do you.....do you think this is going to be okay? I mean....what if they change their minds?”

Kiri is out of his seat in a second, kneeling in front of you.

“Don’t worry about that. I’ve told you before. They can’t get enough of you.” He grips your hands in his. “It’ll be fun. Watching the four of you get old together, bickering like children. I’ll have a lot of fun watching.” You smile as he brings you forward to kiss your head.

“Okay Kiri we need to get her in her dress. Out! Out with you!” Jiro shops him out the door.

“Alright alright. I’m going! Gonna check on the guys.”

“Katsuki. Your tie-“

“Shut up! It’s perfect!”

“Here. Let me help.” Shoto reaches out, redoing Katsuki’s tie. Kirishima can feel the tension when he walks into their room. It hits him like a ton of bricks.

“Hey. You guys alright?” Katsuki growls.

“The hell have you been?” Kirishima sighs, sitting next to Izuku. They all had black suits on, with light blue ties. They looked good. He couldn’t deny that.

“Visiting with your lovely bride to be.”

“How is she?” Izuku asks, blush light on his cheeks. Kirishima smiles softly.

“Beautiful as ever.” He can feel them relax at that, Bakugou stopped fidgeting so Shoto could fix his tie and the four men conversed easily.

You stepped out into the hallway. Met by Kiri and your beautiful daughter Yua. She wore a little white dress with a white bow in her hair, sitting in a small red wagon. Keigo would be pulling her out before you and Kiri walked out. When Kiri saw you, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened. The girls giggled behind him.

“What?” You ask. “Is something wrong?”

Kiri shakes his head. He reaches for you, pulling you into his arms.

“You are so damn gorgeous. I love you and I’m happy for you. So happy.” You hug him back tightly, squeezing your eyes shut to keep the tears from flowing. The girls said your makeup was waterproof but just in case.

“Wow!” You pull apart to see Keigo. He looks good in a suit, his brilliant wings close to his body. Yua giggles, making grabby hands at him. “You look gorgeous little bird.” He kisses your cheek before grabbing at Yua and lifting her into the air. You feel so warm and confident. You were about to marry the loves of your life, with all your friends around you.

The music begins to start and everyone gets into position. Kiri holds his arm out to you.

“Don’t let me fall.” You whisper to him. He grins.

“I would never.”

“Yes you would.”

“Maybe so. But not today.” He smiles, but his tone is serious.

Everyone takes their turn, walking out into the sunshine. You make your way to the door, gripping Kiri tightly.

“Relax honey. I got you.” He reassured. The music swells and you step out, keeping your head up as you walk towards your lovers.

When they see you, you feel tears slide down your cheeks at the looks on their faces.

Izuku is crying, unable to hold it in as he stares at you. You see his shoulder shake and want nothing more than to run to him, but Kiri’s grip on your arm keeps you in place.

Shoto looks stunned, his eyes glued to you, trailing up and down your body. He smiles proudly, stands a little straighter.

Katsuki is gaping, face red as he watches you come down the isle. You see him shift slightly, swallow hard, but his eyes burn into you.

When you finally stop in front of them you turn to Kiri. He hugs you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder.

“I love you.” He whispers before letting go. He kisses your cheek and then places your hand over theirs, before sitting down.

Since it wasn’t a normal wedding they each had their own vows, to say to each other and to you.

Shoto:

I never thought I’d know what love was. Not until the three of you walked into my life. Y/N, you are the woman of my dreams. I am in awe of you ever day. You inspire me. You comfort me. You are incredible and I still don’t think I deserve you. Katsuki, we had a rough start, but you are my rock. I can rely on you when times get tough, to take the reins from my hands and lead me. Thank you for loving me. Izuku...my little Midoriya. You are perfect in every way. And I love you. You make me want to be stronger, be better. I wouldn’t be who I am if it wasn’t for you.

Izuku:

Y/N. I fell in love with you at UA. You were mesmerizing and I couldn’t have asked for a better partner in life. You are my world and I cherish you. I love you so much Little Dove. Katsuki, I’ve always loved you. I think I was to scared to say it. But I’m grateful to have you. You’re there for me, through everything. Shoto, I can’t begin to tell you how much having you in my life has made a difference. You keep me looking up. You all mean the world to me. I love each of you. Forever

Katsuki:

Y/N, I love you. I’m not good with words but, I do. You make falling in love feel so easy and wonderful. We have our arguments but I appreciate that you never let me go to bed angry. You support me and you’re there for me. IcyHot, I hate you most days. But I love you more than I hate you. You...you’re a good man. And I’m even luckier to have you. Deku, I love you. You’re a pain in my ass, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

You:

Izuku, thank you for loving me so selflessly. Your love has saved me time and time again. I love you more than words can describe. You are my hero. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you. Katsuki, my hot headed grenade. I never thought I’d be lucky enough for you to look my way, but you did. And you stayed. I love you. I love you so much it hurts sometimes, but you’re always there to kiss the pain away. Shoto, being with you feels as easy as breathing. And loving you just the same. I’m grateful for your love and your trust. You mean the world to me....I love all of you. So much. You’re my world. You’re my heroes.

You all exchange the rings, slipping them onto each other’s fingers and then, together, you say your commitment.

“I promise to love and cherish each of you, from this day until our last. And even then, I promise to find you in the next. I’ll never let go. I’ll always find you.”

[yeahimaloser]

Stuck In An Elavator With You

Shy!Hawks x Reader

Hi, so this story is about a headcanon I have about Hawks secretly being shy around his crush! 

I don’t usually make x readers were the reader has a backstory/background, but I liked this backstory for the reader so I hope you enjoy!!

. . . 

Keigo tapped his foot anxiously on the ground, heart thumping and practically racing.

He had a good reason to be this riled up, he really did.

For whatever reason, Keigo Takami, also known as Pro Hero Hawks, had a particular repetition of being a flirtatious man, always seeking a new companion. He, nor his agency, knew where these rumors came from, but his press advisors told him that; “People will eat this up!” “This’ll be good for business!” And although he did nothing to refute those claims, they weren’t exactly true.

The truth was, his love life was practically nonexistent, he hadn’t really dated anyone before (not seriously anyway), so when he began to develop feelings for a certain someone, he was surprised, to say the least.

But, he didn’t get flustered around just anyone, he was a hero, a spy, he knew how to keep a clear head. The only person he would ever get flustered around was you.

You would think that pro hero Hawks would have some natural charm to him, but no, he becomes a mess around you. He felt pathetic if he was being honest.

You worked at the HPSC, which were his bosses, the people who helped to train him to be their personal hero, so of course, he got well acquitted with you. Whenever he entered the building he would usually be greeted by you, smiling at him, making conversation of any kind.

He liked how easy he found talking to you, he loved it really, the way you didn’t mind his bluntness, the way you would laugh at his crummy jokes, it made his day easier, it made going into the HPSC building feel more bearable.

He had known you for about a year, talking to you when you came to drop off documents, when he came in you always made sure to greet him with his favorite canned coffee in hand.

He didn’t remember when he got like this when he started to get flustered by you all the time, when he talked his words would come out all jumbled up when he talked to you, his face becoming red whenever you so much as touched his elbow. But, he still loved seeing each time he had to come in, it practically made his week each time.

Of course, luckily, he always had an excuse in hand. That he had stuttered out of exhaustion, that he blushed when you taped his shoulder because that’s where a villain had hit him.

Yet today, he didn’t see you. And he had been prepared too, washing down his nerves and trying to make himself the calm, confident, pro hero people loved, he knew he could swoon you if he acted as the charismatic hero he was. But you weren’t there, and he didn’t like it.

So, he patiently waited for the elevator to bring him up to the higher-ups, looking around the building's main corridor, expecting you to turn the corner any moment, and to smile at him, making his wings sputter and his mind race.

He bounced his leg up and down, seemingly unable to stand still at all when he felt a small tap on his arm.

He was prepared to turn around to offer an autograph, but the words stuck to his throat.

Oh.

Whatever nerves he had thought he had taken care of re-surfaced, making his mind bubble and his tongue feel numb in his throat.

You were right there, only a few inches from him, smiling, your presence alone throwing him off guard.

“Jeez, you really can’t sit still can you,” you said in a teasing tone. “I suppose I should expect that from the man that always moves fast, huh.”

Keigo didn’t know if he would call you a friend, although he did have feelings for you, he knew they were most likely one-sided. So, he just called a work friend (although he desperately wished you two were more). 

Of course, that's when his mouth decided not to work, “O-oh, hi there Y/N, you look- how are- did you,” he mentally cursed himself, wanting desperately to have a disappearing quirk right about now. 

But luckily, before you could even say anything, the elevator dinged loudly, the people on board quickly got off, seemingly in a rush to get out.

He made his way in, letting you go first like a gentleman, yet, he managed to trip when he entered, looking like a fool. 

Yet, to his surprise, you just giggled, “I suppose even top-ranked heroes lose their balance.”

Keigo nodded, looking anywhere but you in order to get his red face under control.

“I’m guessing you're on your way to the top? To the higher-ups?”

This time, he had collected himself enough to look at you and smile, “Yup, that's the one.”

He gave himself a little pat on the back for not screwing that up. 

You pushed the button to the top floor, giving him a small smile in return.

The elevator was extremely pristine, the carpeting was soft, the walls of the elevator were lined with some sort of expensive metal. Paintings hug down, making the elevator have that rich sort of feel.

He anxiously looked around, desperately trying to find the courage to speak, but none came to him.

Luckily though, you spoke first, “I saw you on TV the other day, beating up that nomu must have been tough. You gotta work with Endeavor though! And I know he’s your favorite.”

His ears turned pink, did you really remember that from that throwaway conversation you two had about heroes?

It had been about a few weeks ago, maybe three he really couldn’t remember, but he did know he still got extremely flustered around you at that time. 

He was waiting in the lobby that most had to sit in to meet with the higher-ups, he had gotten a coffee, waiting patiently when you sat down next to him.

You made a bit of small talk, him listening closely, chiming in so you wouldn’t lose interest in him, yet not being able to find his voice all that well.

It had started when you commented on Gang Orca coming in for a visit, you told him how cool you thought he was, with his different kind of hero aesthetic, saying how, “You don’t really see a lot of scary-looking good guys, but I met him, he’s actually pretty polite.”

He knew it was stupid, but he couldn’t help but get jealous. He wished you would say how cool his quirk was, or how you thought he was ‘pretty polite,’ he just wished he could have the guts to say something, anything flirtatious to you to show you how interested he was in you.

It bugged him, who many heroes you probably knew. He wasn’t a special case, he knew that.

You weren’t at all in the high up of the HPSC, you barely knew anything about what was going on in the commission. You were just someone who ran the errands of the HPSC, giving paperwork to heroes and police, it was probably a very taxing job.

But Keigo liked to believe you two had a special bond, maybe....maybe you even felt the same way he felt about you.

“How about you, Bird Boy? Got a favorite hero,” you asked, a lightly teasing tone in your voice.

He wanted to refute you, saying something quippy like he normally would. But the way your eyes shone with genuine curiosity, the way your face was limited by the light of the lobby you both waited in. Even if you were just in your normal, everyday state, you still made him flush with nothing but a glance.

He managed to sputter out, “Endeavor, I’ve liked him since I was a kid.”

You grimace, “I don’t like him all that much, he's very rude and mean when he comes in or I drop something off for him. He's not like you, you're nice and easy to talk to, he always seems to have a problem with anyone he sees as unworthy.” 

You rolled your eyes at the memory of the flame hero, but you didn’t notice how his hands had griped around his coffee can. 

You thought he was nice and easy to talk to. He wanted to echo the sentiment, he wanted to say that he loved talking to you and maybe, if he had the strength, segway into asking you out for coffee at a real cafe.

Of course, that's when he was called into his meeting.

 He smiled fondly at the memory, and how it was so cute of you to remember. 

“Yeah, I can't believe you remembered,” not being able to keep the light edgy of nervousness out of his voice.

You nodded, “Well yeah,” you leaned carefully against the railing of the elevator, picking at your nails, “I like talking to you, Hawks, you're a good guy. You come in and actually treat me like a decent person, you wouldn’t believe how many heroes get such big heads, thinking that the person dropping off their paperwork is, well I don’t really know how to describe it really,” you paused for a moment, “they think that I’m not worth their time I guess, it's kinda gross if I’m being honest.”

Hawks frowned, “That's not fair, I’m sorry. That's really rude of them, they should treat you better than that.”

You looked up at him, and his breath caught in his throat, “See? You’re so nice to me, even if you don’t have to, I enjoy talking to you Hawks, thank you.”

You neared him, his body stiffened as you did so, “I was actually wondering if you would maybe wanna grab something to-”

A loud thud and an ear-piercing scratch cut you off, the elevator floor jiggled and slowed, the fast pace stopping and becoming slower and slower.

But the elevator gave a strong jolt, and before Hawks could even think, his hero instincts kicked in.

He grabbed you, pulling you against him, his wings (or what was left of them) wrapped protectively around you and him. 

He pulled you down to the floor with him, wings blocking out the lights flickering above you two, his body taught and waiting.

After the elevator had come to a complete stop, his brain had caught up to the realization of the piston he was in.

He quickly leaped away from you, moving off the floor.

“I-I’m so sorry! It-it’s just, the elevator made my hero instinct act up! A-are you ok,” he reached a hand out to you, watching you breathlessly panting.

“Y-yeah I’m ok. What happened? A villain attack,” before he could answer, he heard the intercom speak before he could.

The robotic voice spoke, “Please stay calm, we are experiencing technical difficulties, please stay inside the elevator as we are sending help. Thank you for your patients.”

His body stiffened. Trapped, in an elevator, with you. He didn’t know if this was his worst nightmare or a dream come true.

You sighed, “Damn, seriously? Stuck in an elevator was not how I wanted my day to go.”

He gave a nod, trying desperately to calm his nerves.

He could do this, he had the chance to flirt and ask you out, this was a blessing in disguise, he knew it. All he had to do was get his act together, calm himself and make a few flirtatious remarks, and not get flustered.

But he couldn’t, his heart was beating out of his chest. He wondered for a brief moment if you could hear it in the silence of the elevator, the music had stopped, casting a silence around the small space.

“So, I guess we’re gonna be here for a while,” you shivered, “why is it so cold in here?”

It was as if his body thought before his mind did. He shed his jacket, walking it over to you, placing it on your shoulders lightly, “U-uh, h-here, don’t wanna catch a cold.”

You looked at him, eyes wide, “Oh, I can’t take this, what about you? Aren't you cold? I can’t let you give this to me.”

He held out his hands, shaking his head, “No, just take it, I insist, really.”

You hesitated for a moment before nodding, looking around you said, “I guess we better get comfortable.”

You slid down the wall of the elevator, sitting against the wall as you lay your legs on the red carpeting of the elevator.

He mimicked your actions, flowing you down on the opposite wall.

His nerves picked up again, suddenly at a loss for words. He had had plenty of conversations with you, yes, but his feelings for you had gotten worse and worse over the months. At this point, he became tongue-tied just by looking at you, worrying he would say the wrong thing and making you hate him.

Luckily, you broke the silence, “I wonder why this happened, maybe a mantis issue? Hang on, maybe my phone works,” you reached for your pocket, pulling it out and giving it a few clicks as your brow furrowed and you sighed.

“I just got a text from my boss, he said help is on their way. He says he doesn't know how long we’ll be here, could be 10 minutes for could be a few hours.”

He hoped you thought the gulp that he had done was out of anxiety of getting stuck, but in reality, it was one of worry about you being in an elevator with him. 

He didn’t say anything, nerves pulsing through him. Although he desperately tried to come up with something to say, something that would make you blush instead of him, nothing came to mind.

He mentally cursed himself. This was the perfect opportunity to be the dashing hero that everyone adored, to show you that he could protect you and calm your nerves. He desperately tried to think of anything to say, but his mind was muddled with the thought of sounding ridiculous.

What if he sputtered over his words? What if he said something to make you uncomfortable? What if you hated him?

Those thoughts caused him to tense up, the air feeling heavy around him. 

“You know,” his head snapped up, looking back at you, “I think there wouldn’t be a better person to be stuck in an elevator in!”

He gulped, his nerves shot firing, his throat constricted to where he couldn’t even say anything in response.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” you said, flashing him a light smile, “I wanted to thank you, that nomu attack almost hit this place, I’m sure if you weren’t there, we would all be in big trouble. But what can I expect from the number 2 hero.”

Keigo continued to look down at the floor, refusing to open his mouth as he was sure he would say something to ruin this moment.

You just kept complimenting him and he really didn’t know what to say back, or if he could say anything at all.

He could feel his face heating up every second, his hands becoming more and more clammy against his pant leg. 

He didn’t know if he wanted you to stop or continue.

You soon noticed the silence, confused and worried etched onto your features.

Slowly, you made your way over to him.

“Hawks,” you said lightly, “are you feeling ok? Your face is really red.”

You reached out, almost stroking his cheek, and before he could even think, he snatched your hand away.

“I’m fine!”

You backed up, feeling pain shoot through your heart.

He cursed himself. Why would he do that! He was an idiot, he was just so worried you would see him flustered and well…

 The air around you two became thick with tension.

Keigo felt as if it was difficult getting air into his lungs, he felt like he could barely move.

Slowly, he could feel the air around you two become more and more uncomfortable, and all Keigo wanted to do was roll in on himself.

Of course, you felt it too. 

You knew something was off about him, he had been acting strangely around you the last few months. 

When you had first met Hawks, his charismatic and charming nature made you gush over him immediately. The confidence that oozed from him was so compelling, you were mesmerized by him.

But know? With the way, he had been acting recently? You worried if he was mad, or maybe even hateful towards you. You had grown anxious of that very thought, wondering if you had said or did something that he disliked.

When you two first met, he had easy, flowing conversations with you. But now, he was like a sputtering child. Shy and quiet, slinking away from you, even scared of you it seemed.

You sighed, feeling even colder although Hawks had given you his jacket.

Finally, as if your heart and body couldn’t take it anymore, you spoke, breaking the suffocating silence, “Is something wrong? You keep acting so weird around me.”

His head shot up, looking you over, his mouth sputtering words that didn’t fit together. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes had grown wide, his hands frantically moved, but you cut off his actions.

“We used to have such nice and casual conversations. But lately, it's as if you hate them as if you don’t wanna talk to me. Did I do something wrong? If I did, can you tell me? I promise I’ll stop doing whatever it is!”

This time, he was surprised to find his words coming easily to him, “No! You didn’t do anything at all, I promise! I love talking to you, I love walking into the building and seeing your face, watching you talk is....mesmerizing,” you watched him with wide eyes, and a part of him wished he could stop talking then and there.

But he continued.

“A-and you're so cute with the way your eyes sparkle in the sunlight, and you always make my week whenever you come in, I always make sure to be in the office when you're around because I know you’ll come and talk to me. I love seeing your smile when you see me, the way your face brightens up. I don’t hate you, I…”

The words stuck to his throat, but he was unable to get them out.

Your face was twisted into one of shock, still staring at him you said, “You really think all that stuff about me? You really get excited when I come into your office?”

He nodded, looking anywhere but your eyes scared he would confess more to you if he did.

You neared him, hesitant at first, scared he would lash out at you again. Nevertheless, you persisted.

“Hawks,” he could feel your warm breath near him, making him tense, “do you...do you like me?”

It was an embarrassingly childlike thing to say, almost as if you were to children admitting crushes to each other. 

Yet, you couldn’t find the best way to fraze it.

With the way Hawks’ body froze over, the redness of his face spreading to every part of his ears and down his neck, you were fairly sure you were correct.

Yet, you waited for a moment for him to confirm or deny.

“Y-yeah, I’m s-sorry.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, which made Hawks lookup with fearful eyes.

“Oh! I wish you would have told me sooner! Hawks,” you looked back to him, “I like you too stupid!”

If you thought his face couldn’t become redder, you were sorely mistaken. His whole body stiffened, eyes widening, he gaped at you.

“R-r-really?”

“Yes,” you giggled, “for the longest time, too. I believe I’ve liked you since the first time we’ve met. I kept wanting to ask you out, but I guess I was just worried about how you would react, but this whole time you’ve liked me too. I guess we both suck at the romance thing huh.”

He nodded, unsure what else to do.

“And now here we are, admitting our feelings in an elevator, geez, this is beyond cheesy.”

A small chuckle escaped him, “Yeah I guess it is huh. All this time I’ve been nervous for nothing.”

You giggled, “Yup, for nothing. You acted like a scared schoolboy afraid of telling his crush his feelings.”

He smiled, “Well that would make sense, I’ve never been in a relationship before.”

You froze, brain stopping as your heart quickened its pace, “What? Never?”

His body went rigid with the realization of what he had admitted, “No. The commission didn’t want me to get distracted I guess. So I never made any effort to find one, so- um,” he looked away, “Yeah…”

You looked up at him in shock, and before you could stop, the words poured out of your mouth, “What? But you’re- you’re Hawks! People would die to go out with you, your young, nice, charming.”

He scoffed, “Come on, do you really think me acting the way I have been has been charming? And I’ve been so busy...my whole life I guess, so having a relationship has never really been in the cards for me I guess.”

You couldn’t help but slump at his words, “So, you still can’t have a relationship?”

He looked up at you, frantically, “No no! Now I can! I was um…” he was at a loss for words, looking down again.

“I was actually wondering…” his words stopped slowly.

“You were wondering if…” you said slowly.

“If maybe...you would...want to…” god he just couldn’t get the words out, “want to...go out with me?”

He held his breath, till he felt your hand run through his hair.

He looked back at you, seeing you smile before saying, “Well, how can I say no to the number two pro hero? And the guy that I’ve had a crush since… forever.”

He felt his heart leap, his nerves settling, his face coming laxer. He felt like pinching himself, thinking there was no way this was right, no way you had actually liked him back, yet here you were, telling him you wanted to go out.

He felt like he could do anything at that moment like nothing was holding him back.

You brought your hands to his cheek, making him come closer to you.

“Hawks, have you ever kissed anyone before?”

He was thrown off by the question, face, yet again, becoming a scarlet red like his feathers.

“I- well...um,” he nervously scrambled for the words that couldn’t be found.

You just smiled reassuringly at him, gently creasing his face, “It’s ok, Hawks, you can breathe now,” you giggled a bit.

He let out a shaky breath he didn’t know he was holding.

Slowly, he leaned forward, looking desperately into your eyes, as you looked desperately back into. 

Slowly, your lips met, soft and subtle. Gentle, and light, Keigo thought there was no better sensation. The way your lips shaped around his felt like pure heaven, he chided himself for not kissing you sooner.

You brought a hand up to his hair, running your hands through it, pulling him more into you. And boy, did he want to get closer.

If it was up to Keigo, he would have spent his whole life kissing you, but alas, you pulled away.

“Wow,” he didn’t mean to say it, it just sorts of slipped out.

You chuckled lightly, “Not so bad yourself, huh.”

As you two laughed, you both felt the elevator slowly rise. 

“Oh well,” you sighed, “looks like they figured it out.”

“Um so,” Keigo commanded himself to be steady, “I know a pretty good cafe. Would you...want to come, with me, together, as a-” you cut him off.

“It’s a date.”

. . .

Hawks tag list

@under-the-clouds @shylesbiannerd @roko-ppk @Mikazuki @1small-frogs

[depths-of-your-soul]

Could you do an hc with Aizawa, Keigo, and Bakugou where their s.o gets really loopy/delirious when they're really sleepy/half asleep? Like they ask a simple question: "Hey where's the leftovers?" "We don't have a dog. What are you talking about?" Or something like that🤣

Delirious!S/o when sleepy

Pairs: Katsuki Bakugou x reader, Shouta Aizawa x reader, Keigo Takami x reader

Notes: HAHAHA I can honestly see this happening to some of my friends ksksksk

Katsuki Bakugou

• There are many things Katsuki doesn't tolerate

• In fact, there are only a few things he tolerates at all

• One of them is you

• Every.single.damn.time you do something stupid, he would just judge himself as to why he even thinks you're cute

• It's simply a mystery for both everyone and himself

• The first time he found out about your habit of such things, he was both surprised and annoyed

• To think that you could get any dumber was out of the question for him

• That's why it was such a scene seeing you in that state

• Honestly? It would be more disastrous for you

• Your sleepy state causes you to confess your secrets to him, be it bad or good

• "Katsuuuuuuu~ I lwuv yu~", thinking it was a dream, or "Kaccchhhaaaaaannnn *sobs* I'm sorry for taking your clothessss *sobs sobs* It smelled like you s-so *hiccup* I had to wear it to sleep", thinking he was scolding you for any wrong you have committed

• As you can see, humiliating is the word to describe your actions

• He would honestly just let you continue in your stupid state just for his own entertainment

• He will hug you afterwards though, he appreciates all of the love you showered him with

• Pomeranian boi lives to watch you in such a state

Shouta Aizawa

• Shouta knows the meaning of sleep deprived

• Sleep is such a luxury for him and hence is why he wishes for you to get quality sleep

• At first, he was amused at your actions

• You looked like a walking dead to him

• But then came your sobs and cries

• It hurt his heart so see you crying so much

• So he decided to just make you sleep so that you won't cry anymore

• He will ensure that you sleep right away before you do something you would regret

• His dad side is coming out

• If you even try to resist his orders to sleep, he will zip you up into a sleeping bag and hold you down

• You can't get out of it until you sleep properly >:(

• Besides, you can request for a cuddle session while talking about how unicorns and mutant horses with bleached hair

• "Babe, get some sleep. Your mind is scaring me"

• He says while taking note of whatever you just said, lovingly watching you

Keigo Takami

• He is mischievious and you know it

• He adores seeing you so cute and adorable while sleeping

• Your stupid antics while in that state is the highlight of his weeks

• He would be like,"Dove, where are the snacks?"

• And he would get,"Uhhhhhhhhhh..... My dog ate them"

• "...We don't own a pet"

• When you see a bird on your balcony and talk to it like "Hey babes, hows your metaphor going on?"

• And he'd be there just confused as fuck, "Dove, first of all, that is not me. Secondly, it's metamorphosis."

• He would be telling you how worried he is whenever you turn all sleepy while watching through all of the videos he recorded while you did dumb shit

• Sooner or later, he will make them into a compiled video and just binge that 2 hour long movie of you being a dork

• You can't tell me otherwise

[theyscreamjade]

Some Keigo, Aizawa, Dabi and Shigaraki HCS where their S/O gives them this Puppy Eyes when they want something like a kiss, hug or even something material.

Also this the First request i leave here

Puppy Eyes

I seriously feel as if I’m being called out. I swear, I love me some SHIGGY, I dunno! Ugh, Why am I like this?! ANYWAY! I hope you like it Anon!

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Tomura Shigaraki

* I know for a fact, Tomura would fall for a sweetheart or absolute touchy person. Someone who likes to hug him at random times, watch him play his games when he’s busy, play with his hair and other things.

* But you fucking dangerous as him too.

* He may act as if he doesn’t like it when you’re so cute all the time, but he thinks you’re so fucking cute.

* Toga simply adores when you make your cute faces together and you two would often do it together.

* This includes those puppy eyes that he can’t resist when you hit him with those eyes. It strikes him in the heart every single time.

* You’d often do it when you guys are either driving back towards the hideout or walking through-out the night and you see something or smell a meal you can’t help but desire to have.

* Even if it’s an animal or a diamond necklace, just give him that look and he’s yours.

* *You and Shigaraki are walking back towards the headquarters as you see a beautiful necklace around a girl’s necklace*

* Y/N: babe! *you whined, holding his arm as he looked at you in confusion*

* SH: *sighs* Yes, Number Two?

* Y/N: I want her necklace...can we get it? *you asked before giving him that look as he blushed softly*

* SH: We’re in public, Someone will se..*he starts to say before seeing you pout a bit. He looked at the girl with her diamond necklace then at you* Alright...

* Trust and believe, that necklace is going around your neck later that night.

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Shouta Aizawa

* You are a devil with angel wings because you taught this trick to Eri.

* YOU KNOW HE CAN NEVER EVER SAY NO TO YOU WHEN YOU DO THAT!

* He may say no at first, but whine or pout and he’s yours too! You’ve made him blush in front of All Might and Present Mic, WHO STARED IN FULL BLOWN ASTONISHMENT AT THOSE POWERS YOU POSSESS.

* This is the way you can get him to come to sleep, give you attention, or let you guys have some fun for once.

* For example, This is how you convinced him to take you guys to the aquarium, even though it’s usually not his style.

* You and Eri had to beg him to come with you guys to the aquarium. Eri wanted to see underwater animals, including killer whales.

* Once there, he ended up enjoying it. From the dolphin’s kissing Eri’s nose to a killer whale having a staring contest with him.

* Please use that wonderful power you possess to get his ass to bed on fucking time, please? I know he doesn’t sleep at night for a fact.

* If he’s up, grab his arm and give him that look with the puppy eyes and he’s instantly yours.

* YN:*walks into his office and looks at the time* It’s almost four am...

* SA: I’m almost done, I-

* YN:*grabs his arm and looks at him with their puppy eyes*

* SA: Kitten, Give me a minute. I-..*looks at you before saving his work and sighing, standing up*

* YN:*smiles, leading him to the bedroom with a smile on their face*

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Dabi Todoroki

* He’s used to your cute ass, he doesn’t mind it when you act cute all the time.

* He was confused at first though, he’s never seen anyone pout for a sign of affection. He looked at you funny when you first did it.

* Nowadays, he instantly knows you either want a kiss, to be picked up, or something that caught your eye. You’re a spotter and there are things you’d want him to get you.

* OFTEN! You do want him to take a bath with you, even though it kinda hurts him so you made a sacrifice and took cold baths or showers with him in the morning which often woke you guys up.

* It is an unknown miracle you’ve made this man love you and words can’t describe how much he does. He knows when you pout, something’s wrong too.

* I think you guys relationship would be something Toga loves to see all the time and can’t help but imagine herself in it too.

* YN, Shiga, Dabi, and Toga:*driving down the street in a stolen car*

* YN:*gasps, seeing the green serine of Starbucks as the taste of coffee goodness engulfs their mind before turning to their boyfriend* Baabe!

* D:*knows that voice too well* Starbucks?

* YN:*nods quickly as he pulls in*

* Shigaraki:*rolls his eyes in the backseat* Simp.

* D:*looks back* Oh? I’m sorry, I thought a bitch said something.

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Keigo Takami

* How much you wanna bet that you two do this to each other?

* Oh no, honey. Do you think you’re the one who can make someone melt? He’s a damn pro and you can’t deny it.

* You both do it to each other and it’s honestly hilarious to see it happen because one does a puppy eyes at one just to have that LOOK right back at you.

* Like damn Keigo.

* Remember honey, you’re still powerful as fuck. Pout and sniff a bit and he will fold faster than a towel.

* Those are your big guns to get the exact item that you want. I mean exact item.

* For example~: You wanted to spend time with him, go out and have some fun for once since he WAS always goddamn working somewhere. Especially after his injury, he just stayed focused on saving others.

* On his supposed night-off, you gave him the best puppy eyes humanly possible just to have him stay and not work. It took you giving those eyes, whining, pouting, and sniffing as if you’re about to cry.

* HIS HEART HAD A ATTACK.

* But, there’s one thing you can’t get between though, and that’s his chicken.

* Good luck on that note.

* YN:*sighs, seeing another box of KFC on the table for the third time*

* Hawks:*takes a bite into a piece of chicken with a smile*

* YN: Why don’t we eat something e-

* Hawks: Don't even try it, I’m eating chicken.

* YN: Babe! We’ve had it for the past three days, Please~? *gives him the look*

* Hawks:*looks at you before tapping your nose* Nope.

* YN:*starts to whine a bit*

* Hawks:*tosses the bone into the trash before grabbing another piece*

* YN:*sighs* You know that’s cannibalism, you fucking bird. *mumbles in anger*

* Hawks: I committed that last night to you, you didn’t seem to mind though.

[dabiboy]

S/O needs to reassure Hawks because i can see him having trust issues toward women (i mean... spoiler. Mom betrayed him and left)...

And... Spoiler again. She sold him twice. TWICE. Anyways, let’s try to forget this pain with this fluff. Hope you like it!

Author’s note: There is a cameo of a character from another universe, let’s see if you guys catch it👀

Until the Hurting is Gone

The evening went well. All of your friends gathered at your shared apartment with Hawks, and thank God you didn't have any friend that was too much into social media, and just one of them asked to take a picture with your boyfriend. Truth be told, you couldn't blame her, meeting the Winged Hero was not a daily thing to do.

Laughs were shared, memories, jokes, just a normal gathering with good old friends. Maybe too good friends. Or so Keigo thought.

Yes, he was a jealous man but not the possessive kind, at least not when he was not near his rut. But that friend of yours? He was way too close, too nice, too cool. The bastard was even good looking. And Keigo was starting to feel unsure. And couldn't say anything because he was your life best friend.

Despite his feelings almost raging inside of him, it was better to get distracted and not ruin your night because of jealousy, so the best answer was to get along with your other friends, the ones that he did like him. However, his avians traits were not helping. At all. And he could hear your laughter loud and clear, and thanks to the tingle in his feathers he turned around, praying not to break the glass on his hand.

''Oh my god, yes! Do you remember when we were in high school and had to get in the closet because of that seven minutes in heaven game?'' 

''And we clapped and screamed like idiots, the whole class thought we were dating afterward'' You and your friend laughed again. 

''Man, that getaway was the best, I swear! The whole class on a cabin on the beach? I had never been more proud of a punishment''

''You were grounded like a month, but hey, if it hadn't been for me you would still be grounded'' Jean laughed.

''Oh shut up you idiot. That was because my parents love you, because they don't know you're crazier than a cow''

''You know I'm right and the best, you just can't face it'' He shrugged his shoulders and used his hand to pull his hair back. The bastard had an undercut? Damn he was fine, Keigo said to himself. ''We should have a getaway like that one again, for the good old times'' 

''Yes! That'd be so cool! We have to make the plans for this one, you know that as long as a plan includes us, drink and something reckless, I'm in'' 

The way you winked at him killed Keigo. All of his insecurities got together, his chest suddenly felt tighter and he did a whole tour on all of his flaws as a breathing being. He even thought about his looks, his messy hair, how he wasn't so muscular as other heroes, the bird marks on his eyes, his other bird traits. Yes, he was feeling like hell. Why could he be with someone like you when you matched so well with Jean? Were you going to leave him too? Damn, he could even hear the awful words his parents once told him.

Keigo kept quiet during the rest of the night, and just smiled and wave when all of your friends finally left, his hurt aching at the tight hug you gave Jean. He was far better than him.

You went to the shower before bed, and when you got out you couldn't help but smile at the cute picture in front of you; Keigo was sitting leg-crossed on his side of the bed, looking down and seeming distracted while he played with his fingers. The way the skin of his tummy folded a bit over his abs making him look even cuter. And hotter at the same time. But something was off. He seemed... Sad.

''Kei? You good?'' You asked as you sat on your side, trying to look at him.

''Yeah, I'm fine'' He was known for bottle up his emotions. And the way he had answered told you he was not fine.

''You don't sound fine, love'' You pouted your lips as you rested your chin on his bare shoulder. 

He didn't reply for long seconds, and he kept playing with his fingers without looking at you. Keigo was good at pretending he was good when he wasn't, but this time it seemed his emotions were stronger. And they were. Usually, he didn't have time to overthink everything, he could just carry on and feel like shit later, and now? After all of that emotion and memories tour he felt bad. Scared, like shit. All of his fears came back to him. 

''y/n?'' He called your name ''Do you... Do you think I'm good enough?'' it caught you off guard.

''What do you mean with that, of course you are. You are better than good, baby'' You said gaining distance so you could look at him better ''You're the number two hero-'' He cut you off.

''Not as a hero. As a man, as... Your boyfriend'' His voice was filled with pain and vulnerability, and your heart ached about it.

''Yes, Keigo. You're the best man I've ever meet. You're kind, you're funny, you're brave, you're caring'' The list of things you could keep saying about him was endless ''I love you with my whole life, love. I couldn't ask for anyone better than you'' You whispered, caressing his cheek. But then it hit you.

You remembered that late night talk in which he had spilled his whole life to you, telling you everything about his childhood and his parents, and how his mother, the woman that supposed to be there for him no matter what sold him as a piece of meat, changed him for something better for her own benefit.

''Is it because of Jean?'' This time, you ran your hand on his golden locks. God, you loved his hair so much.

''He was... Cool. And tall, and funny, and had interesting stories to tell. He was also very good looking, and you seemed to get along with him very well'' You wished you could've avoided it, but a small smile was on your face at his naiveness. 

''Jean is my best friend since I was like five, he's like an older brother to me'' You said as you kept playing with his hair. ''We went to kindergarten together, and then graduated together, and did a lot of stupid things together. I've known every single one of his girlfriends,'' You did the 'e' sound in the word 'every' longer to emphasize ''And let me tell you I'm not his type'' You laughed ''And he'd seen and known all of my boyfriends too, and guess what'' The way you whispered, make Keigo looked at you ''The only one that liked him was you. Not because you're a hero, because he thought you were cool and good to me. And good looking? Please, Kei. He has a horse face.'' You smiled at him, loving to see that glimpse of a smile on his face ''I love you, and only you, ok?'' You whispered again and he nodded. After some more seconds, he took a deep breath and talked again. Just one sentence. One that described his biggest fear.

''You're not... You're not going to leave me too, right?'' 

His face was like a child's. Eyes full of hope but fear at the same time, they were screaming at you, telling you 'please hold me and don't let me go' but before letting his vulnerable side show, he needed to hear it from you. He needed the reassurance only the love of his life could give him.

''I will never, Keigo, never going to leave you. Is that clear? I'm going to be with you until you're old, because there is no one I'd rather to spend my life with. Now come here, my bird boy.''

You thanked his wings were not his usual size, and that they were rather small so you could fit him in your arms. He held to your arm, resting his head on your chest and curling up his body between your legs. He didn't want to be away from you, never. You played with his hair again, but switching among his back, nape, arms, anywhere your hands could reach. 

''I'm sorry for being an insecure little shit'' He said.

''Don't be. It is important to let your feelings out, I will always listen to you'' A kiss on his temple. 

''I love you. So, so much'' He whispered and snuggled even closer to you, which was a big hard because he was not a five year old, he was a grown up man cuddling and clinging to you like a child ''I love you'' He said again.

''I love you too, my Keigo'' You said one more time before continuing with your ministrations. A thing was for sure, you were going to hug him until his hurting was gone. Even if that meant held him forever. Because you knew he was going to do the same

[keilemdarkmode]

👀 feederism is my kink i can and have talked about this and scenarios like this for literal Hours heres another because why not-

Hawks adores keeping you well fed, the man loves every inch of you including your delightfully round belly after a day of eating the treats he's made for you, nothing too sugary or fattening, it needs to be nutrituous as, in his head, you're eating for two. At one point you make a joke about how all this extra food is making sure theres more "cushion for the pushin'" and hawks laughs at the joke and eyes you and your deliciously plump form and hes on you in a heartbeat, suggesting you let him cook tonight, you had such a long day at work, and you know how much he loves taking care of you and dont worry about feeding yourself- he says, ghosting a hand over your already pleasantly full belly. He'll make sure you get plenty of food in you

feeder keigo anon, FK anon if u will, THANK you for this brainrot im fucking living for it 

(tw feederism, weight gain, nsfw, tw body image, tw readers body is describe as plump due to feederism for the love of god don’t read this if it isn’t your thing lol)

there's so many aspects for feeder keigo that i love. his pre, during and post rut brain not quite being able to tell if he's smitten with your round belly and thighs because you're well-fed or because it makes you lean a bit more toward looking plump with child (despite being on incredibly reliable birth control). there's something about seeing you sated, seated and content with a straining tummy that gets his own guts fluttering.

and god, you love. you joke about it too. about how your 'love handles really are handles now'. you have gained a few extra pounds and you've noticed that keigo is quick to appreciate. when you bring up the new pudge around your hips, keigo lights up in the sweetest way. he's in the kitchen, stirring a pot of something (?) (he's recently taken to cooking and you're happy to encourage it) and he melts, just by looking at you.

you look so happy. you're so content, settled on the couch under a blanket, hand over your plump tummy with a smile on your face. keigo had already hand-fed you a snack earlier (some of your favorite desserts from a bakery he'd come across while on patrol) and he knows you’re already full enough as it is. but he also knows you’ll never refuse a meal that he makes for you and feeds to you. you’ll open you lips so obediently and sweetly, taking bite after bite and only whining when it starts to feel like you’ll bursts. 

he assures you, all adoration and his own private gluttony, to rest and let him take care of things. dinner is almost done, there’s lube and a bullet vibe tucked into a drawer on the coffee table. and keigo can’t think of a better evening than spoiling you, stuffing you, and bringing you to orgasm while your tummy aches from all his spoiling and indulging <3

[deartoru]

𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘺 || k. takami

++ 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: keigo takami (hawks) x reader and slight touya todoroki (dabi) x keigo takami (hawks) or (hotwings)

++ 𝘀𝘆𝗽𝗻𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘀: you and keigo have been the bestest of friends for years, until one day you fall in love with him. little did you know that years later hanahaki would come back to bite you. hard.

++ 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: angst

++ 𝘁𝘄/𝗰𝘄: hanahaki!au, suicide, implied suicide, blood, vomiting and unrequited love

++ 𝘄𝗰: 1217 (longest thing i've written as of 07/05/21)

++ 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: this is my peice for @suedebunn's april shower's collab! you can read the other amazing pieces here. sorry it was late! i didn't have wifi to upload this as i was on vacation.

You’ve always thought that Keigo would be by your side forever. After all, he had been your best friend for years. Almost everything you’ve been through, you’ve been through together. You both were renowned heroes working for the hero public safety commission. You met Keigo during your training with the hero commission, instantly bonding over your common interests. Little did you both know that this would be the start of what would become the reason for your demise.

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It was another boring day on campus and you and Keigo were joking around and having a good time. You both decided to take a seat on the bench, for no reason in particular. Keeping a light conversation you looked up at the sky and realized how much you enjoyed it. After some time you guys weren’t even talking, just enjoying each other's company. There was a sense of serenity in your heart. One you hadn’t felt in a long time. A warmth not like the sun but the warmth of love. At the time you weren’t in love with him like you currently are. Both of you were too young to even understand what love was.

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This couldn’t be happening. As you sat there frozen in place, you looked down at your hand in horror. Blood-stained petals. The petals of a yellow rose in fact. You knew what it symbolized. Friendship. The problem with you and Keigo is that he only sees you as his sister. Only that. Being his best friend for years, you knew almost everything about him. The best and the worst. Even the person he liked.

The ironic thing was that you were in love with him, but he never loved you. He was always hung up on the raven-haired, mysterious villain; Dabi. You knew this was against the rules. It was morally wrong. Keigo knew he would face affliction for pursuing Dabi. So you kept your mouth shut. Hoping that he would realize you right in front of him. But he never did. As your hero career progressed along with your illness, your performance had decreased. Almost everyone noticed a change in your behavior. The way you excuse yourself to the bathroom too often. The way you’re quieter. The sparkle of youth left your eyes. Everyone caught on. But you can’t risk anyone knowing. That would put you and Keigo in danger.

As a pro hero, the public always had their beady eyes on you. Everything you do must be done discreetly to avoid the media’s discourse. You don’t even know the amount of backlash you would get if the world found out you had hanahaki. You’d put all of your loved one’s at risk. You’d make yourself vulnerable to all of the villains of the world. As a hero, you were supposed to protect not be protected.

You know you should take the surgery. You have to. But something in your heart won’t let you. It yearns for a feeling you cannot describe, yet it goes against everything you’ve learned. Your will to live, your future, and all of your loved ones. Your illness will consume you and will leave nothing. But, without your love for Keigo, you don’t know what life is. Before you met him your heart was empty; nothing about life was special to you. Keigo gave your life a purpose, something to live for and that’s all you ever wanted.

What point is there is in living if you don’t love Keigo? That is the only reason you live. Your heart is a hollow place without your love for him. Your life has no meaning. What kind of life is there with no meaning? That’s what led to your decision. You would let hanahaki consume you. Maybe you were selfish. You don’t know what led you to this decision. You’d hurt everyone around you and you’d waste your future. But nothing mattered.

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Saying goodbye to everyone you loved felt eerie in a way. So did doing your favorite things for the last time. This was only something you do when your very old or on death row but, there you were. Talking to the hero commission and writing a letter to your loved ones felt strange but you had to do it. You don’t even know how you’re going to face Keigo. How would he feel about this? He’d probably get over you quickly with his raven-haired lover by his side.

Rushing to the hospital wasn’t fun at all. You could feel the vines start to grow inside of you. The urge to vomit was unbearable. As it crept closer and closer you finally saw the carnage around you. Your blood, vomit, and petals scattered all around the room. Moments later your met with the pain of the vines growing into your heart, followed by the flatline of your heart.

You didn’t forget about Keigo or your loved ones. You left them a letter with everything they’ll need to know, but Keigo’s letter was the most important. He’s the one who deserves an explanation after all. After everyone had found out, Keigo had rushed to the hospital. Hoping that it wasn’t too late, he begged the doctors to tell him but all he got was this letter.

Dear Keigo, Thank you so much for all of the things you have done for me and given me. You were my one and only best friend and I don’t what I’d do without you. But if your reading this I’m probably dead. I had hanahaki but I didn’t get treatment because the person I love is you, but you never loved me. Still, something inside of my heart latched on to the feeling of love even if it kills me. I’m sorry Keigo but this is for the better. I know I was selfish but my life has no meaning without. You love Dabi more than anything else so I’m sure you get over me. Just remember that’ll you’ll see me soon. You’ll know your time comes just look at the moon, as it shines brightly throughout the night, and remember everyone’s facing their own demons. You’ll make it through the night just hug your pillow tighter. I know in a year you’ll forget I’m gone cause I’m not really someone to be dwelled on. If anything, I hope this makes you stronger. You were the best friend that I ever had it’s such a shame I have to make you so very sad, but just remember that you meant everything to me. To my heart your the only one that held the key.

Keigo couldn’t believe what had just unraveled in front of his own eyes. He caused the death of this own best friend. That is a burden that will haunt him for his entire life, but he can’t live without you. He needs you. You are the only one who understands him. He knows what he has to do.

As Keigo stands at the edge of a skyscraper, he inhales the crisp night air looking up into the night sky with the flickering moon taking the majority of his view. He stares at it for the last time before whispering;

“Don’t worry, I’ll see you soon y/n because only you hold the key to my heart”

[plush-rabbit]

Hawks & Preening S/O

A/N: I hope I did this correctly!! ‘M not exactly sure if you want owl features on the reader or what type so I did a more general preening hc

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Wings were sought after. You suppose you understood the interest in them- they were large, fluttered at the sign of emotion unless you have a good control against them, and no matter the type, they were pretty. The people you met were usually fond of them but they were harsh. They pulled against your wings, touched them without your permission, grabbed and pulled and it led you to have an intense distaste for those who would touch your wings. You often wouldn’t go out unless you could make sure that the crowd would be thin. 

Meeting Hawks was nothing more than a coincidence. You were sure if you hadn’t left your home at night to get a coffee, you would have never had the pleasure of meeting him. Over time, you two bonded over wings, confiding in each other about how your wings were viewed- yours lovely and something that must be touched, his something to add to his appeal, an accessory to his hero work if you really wanted to find a word. You both found common ground in your mutation, something coveted and touched. 

Preening is never easy. It’s easy when someone else does it for you if you’re more bird-like in your appearance and bone structure, but alone? It’s quite difficult. You are unable to reach the back of your wings, stretching and ruffling, whining and feeling the knots and entanglement. It’s been such a long time since you’ve gotten properly preened. There are services for it, but the few times that you’ve done it have left you feeling odd and tense. 

You clear your throat and swallow your nerves, your thumbs twiddling in your knotted hands and you ask Keigo how he preens. It isn’t anything scandalous, you’ve talked far more vulgar with him than a simple cleaning but for some reason, preening seems like the line you cannot cross. It seems so intimate and personal that you don’t want to invade his space. 

His response is to be expected. He gives you a simple look and tells you how at the Hero Commission there’s an area where he is able to. He shrugs and tells you he would rather do it himself- tools ordered online and- with a teasing smile- tells you how flexibility is useful during preening. He will ask why, throw an arm over the back of the couch and wait patiently for you to answer but he can guess enough. 

You tell him how you’re having trouble with your wings lately. They’re feeling too heavy, they feel so knotted and unclean. You can’t explain it, the most you can do is describe it like you’ve been unwashed for several days, wings that are far too dirty at the tips, glands clogged with oil and unable to let your wings whine, feathers bent out of place ruining the once graceful image of you. It’s a horrible feeling that he can vaguely remember but he does well enough that he can sympathize. He can see how they twitch, how you’re constantly running your hand through them and how you’ve started to drag them against the ground. Now, he’s never preened anyone other than himself before, but he offers to preen you, to at least help straighten out a few feathers.

It goes back and forth. You tell him he doesn’t have to. It’s a lot more than that- it’s embarrassing, to let your significant other see you so unclean and logically you know that he knows what the feeling is like, that he would probably be the least judgemental given how often he uses his wings and what they must touch but it’s still too much. He tries to convince you. He lets you know that it’s your choice but he lets you know that he’ll be gentle, that he knows what he’s been doing since he’s been cleaning his wings ever since he was child. But it’s more than that. He wants to let you know that he can take care of you, that he can do something right for you. 

At the end of the day, you let him preen you. He rubs his bare hands through you, pulling at anything his fingers get stuck in. And it hurts. You bite the comforter, spit darkening the fabric underneath you, tears pricking at your eyes and your yelps are muffled. He apologizes, never slowing his movements, pulling at your feathers, cleaning at your glands and rubbing the oil throughout your wings. It’s tedious and agonizing. You lay there with tired knees and a reddened face while swear begins to form at his brow. It’s a horrible thing that you swear to yourself you’ll ever skip out on preening. He rakes a spiked brush through you, the soft flesh under your feathers tingling with pain, lines blossoming under the brush.

You lay shirtless on the bed. Goosebumps rise over your skin, the cold air of the room nips at you and you shiver when his fingers tips brush along the base of your wing where skin meets softer, much more malleable flesh. Feathers are separated, aligned and puffed, he is gentle as he can be. It’s an intimate act, having him so close, to touch your bare back and let his hands move around and stretch your wings to the fullest extent- a large wingspan and jerks at the slightest touch, a red face with tears that refuse to fall as he whispers a simple “I’m done.” 

When you rise, you feel lighter than before. Your wings are raised but feel as if they’re drooping with how relaxed you are, twitching and clean, shiny and beautiful. You are in a state of euphoria and you relax your head against his shoulder, a hand rising to rest on his stomach. You thank him, pressing a weak kiss against his shoulder, eyes heavy and hand slipping to his lap. He nods, and refuses to speak, his hands curling around your back, touching at the sensitive parts of your wings and they’re a gentle jerk of them, feathers that twitch and relax under him and he kisses the side of your head. He has a small smile that he tries not to let grow into the wide grin that it wants to become. Keigo is proud that he did something for you and made you feel so good.

[azucanela]

ONLY A FOOL

pairing: keigo takami x gn!reader [hawks x gn!reader]

summary: in which keigo takami realizes that only a fool has dreams that can never come true. and if they truly are just a false reality, then wouldn’t that make them more comparable to a nightmare?

warnings: none.

word count: 1k

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THEY’RE SEATED ON THE EDGE of the roof. Keigo had flown them up there with ease, because it was peaceful— quiet. Watching the sunset was worth whatever sleep he lost to the night long conversations he got with them, Y/N. 

They was peaceful. Something about them brought peace to his mind, calm. Sometimes Keigo wondered if Y/N had a secret quirk, but he knew that probably wasn’t it.

No, this was love. It had to be. There was no other way to describe the way he felt at home, the excitement Keigo got at the prospect of seeing Y/N again, the way his hands felt clammy so shortly after their interactions. 

Keigo was fairly sure he’d never told anyone he loved them. Actually, he’s not sure if he’s ever loved anyone, much less told someone that four letter word. Then again, Keigo Takami never had the chance to fall in love, he never had the chance to love someone, whether that was platonic, romantic or familial. 

This was new to him, and it was horrifying. Because the hero that was known for being far too fast for his own good had somehow found himself falling ever so slowly, like one of his own feathers drifting aimlessly through the air. 

It’s ironic, really.

He fell slowly, to the point that he hadn’t even noticed he was falling. Nothing had felt more natural to Keigo and maybe that only added to his fear. About a million things could go wrong in a relationship between Pro Heroes, and yet he found himself here, beside Y/N, head tilted back and eyes shut as he inhaled deeply. 

“I love you.”

He hadn’t said those words, ever. Not aloud at least. And as they leave his tongue, Keigo can’t help the relief that washes over him, a smile making it’s way onto his face as he bathed in the sun.

Except he doesn’t open his eyes again after that.

At least, not in his little dream world. When Keigo does open his eyes, his body has shot upright in his bed, drenched in a cold sweat as his chest heaves, fingers gripping the sheets in a way that is unnecessarily tight.

Nightmare, not dream. Falling in love would be a nightmare, there was absolutely no way he could fall in love. Thing could only end poorly from such a thing, to do so would be an endangerment of his life and Y/N’s. If anyone found out, they’d instantly be put at risk of capture, torture, death. 

The commission. 

Keigo inhales deeply, hand running through his hair before he’s slipping out of bed. He’s fairly sure that the only reason the dreams came back is because his mission today is alongside none other than the lovely Y/N L/N. The pair would be working undercover, in the dark Keigo can even see the outline of the suit he’d have to wear today. 

He stretches his wings outwards, and they span across the room, it’s uncomfortable falling asleep on his back, and yet he had. Though the beds were certainly more comfortable than what he’d had in the past. 

The hotel they were at had provided them with a suite, the hotel room technically consisting of three rooms— it was more similar to a studio apartment if he was honest. One room on the left, the other on the right, and in the middle a kitchenette and living room. Basic, but effective. 

Keigo supposed he should be grateful he didn’t have to deal with sharing a bed with Y/N, like in those idiotic movies. That would’ve ended poorly. For him, that is.

The sun is rising, this seems to dawn on Keigo as he looks to the clock plastered above the door, its 4am in the morning and it seemed like he would be running on barely any sleep today. 

With a sigh, he’s pushing open the door to his room, light just barely shining in from the windows they’d forgotten to close from the night prior. They’d arrived late in the night, and both he and Y/N had been too tired to bother. If someone really wanted to, they could’ve broken in with ease, but who would try when the room contained two of the Top 5 Pro Heroes?

Only a fool. 

Except the door is opening, and Keigo has one of his feathers in hand as he moves to the side, out of the intruder’s line of sight. His wings tucked into his body as he hears a rustling, and finally they step to move past him, only for Keigo to extend his feather to their neck swiftly and with ease. 

“Seriously?” 

Keigo’s brows raise as the hand comes to his feather and lowers it with ease, only to realize that the person before him was Y/N. They looked rather unimpressed as they moved to place down the bag of... groceries? There also seemed to be a cup of coffee in their other hand, which they put on the small kitchen island as well.

Finally, realization washes over Keigo as he returns his feather, hand coming to his neck sheepishly, “sorry about that.”

Y/N simply waves him off, “it’s alright. We’re all on edge these days.” They mumble out, shrugging off their jacket to reveal that they hadn’t even bothered to change out of their pajamas before heading out. Y/N hangs the jacket with a sigh, “you couldn’t sleep either?”

He’d been wordless watching them up until that moment, and it finally hits him that they was the subject of his dream, embarrassment flooding him as he looks away, “just woke up.”

Keigo’s eyes drift towards the window they’d left open the night before, the sun slowly rising in the distance and lighting the room. He can feel Y/N’s eyes on him as they says, “pretty, isn’t it?”

He wonders if maybe, this is a dream too.