#keigo takami headcanons

[hollowtakami]

content: NSFW + MDNI! face riding, g/n reader w/ afab anatomy, just throwing my keigo hcs into the hellsite /pos

a/n: tysm for all the love on my posts + new followers! im feeling a lot better now and have a flow for work/tumblr balance! gonna be posting imagines/short fics more than anything too big, but i hope to post more soon:)

Keigo has a big nose, and you can’t tell me otherwise. And fuck, he’s so handsome.

His features are nothing short of heaven for the eyes; a soft smile, eyes that turn hearts to goo and a handsome beak of a nose.

Some people think that big noses are unattractive, but Keigo’s partner is different. They worship every part of him. He was made so perfectly, an angel in disguise.

When you’re riding his face, his tongue teasing your tight hole, your clit brushes against his nose as you rock your hips over his chin. His stubble scratches your labia just right. Every part of Keigo overstimulates you perfectly as you jolt into orgasm, a whimpering mess as you buck into your boyfriend’s mouth as he eats your orgasm, face slick with his reward.

[nightfall-kachiniko]

please please PLEASEE let me yap about keigos hand placement for a minute!!!!

oh this man is experienced; he knows what he's doing. from placing his hand on your neck to kiss you to holding your waist tightly against him as you sleep, this man does it all. he just loves touching your body, and maybe that's why sometimes a simple hand on your thigh while he's driving leads to you two pulling over at a rest stop...

[tired-teacher-blog]

Characters : Hawks/ Fem reader

Warnings and Genre : NSFW/ 18+/ Bondage and Blindfolding (light)/ Oral Sex (Fem receiving)

Notes : I guess it has become customary for me to write a little something about Hawks on my birthday 😆

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_ "Fuckin' perfect." a low growl left his throat as the bed creaked under his weight, your breathing was labored and body was tense while you feebly tugged at the black fluffy handcuffs around your wrists.

Your eyes moved frantically under the silk blindfold, striving to catch a glimpse of the man responsible for this.

_ "Don't struggle gorgeous, I don't want you getting hurt." it was pitch black all over, but your heightened senses were picking up his every move.

A fluffy wet feeling pecked at your belly, moving lower and lower until reaching the delicate lace trim of your panties.

_ "Wait.. Keigo." the clinking of the chain connecting your wrists was loud and piercing, but for some reason did not overpower the chuckle he let out from between your legs.

_ "What is it beautiful? Am I not allowed to express my love?" his warm breath fanned over your burning skin as he teased you again.

You shook your head fervently and arched off the bed in a pathetic attempt to get him to carry on, and the muffled laughter leaving his throat was now vibrating against your concealed pussy as he pressed his lips there.

The tension was already building up in the pit of your tummy, and you almost cursed out the delicate garment still separating you– had you trusted your voice at all, but you didn't.

_ "Okay princess, I get it." and he waisted no time stripping you off of the remaining piece hiding you away from his eager eyes.

Your skin tingled with anticipation as he kissed along your inner thigh, and even with your eyes covered, you could still imagine him perfectly: a smug smirk slapped across his face, an intense stare in his blazing golden irises, feathery blond hair in an unruly mess, and thick eyebrows knitted in concentration as he pleasured you.

It's the same face he makes each and every time he goes down on you, one that makes you wonder if he's doing it for his own pleasure or yours.

_ "Please hurry, Keigo." you could no longer hide your impatience, neither did you care to do so.

He hummed in compliance before licking a teasing line along your slit, and the unmistakable feeling of his slick tongue shook you to the core while his name left you in a strangled moan.

The bruising clutch on your thighs kept them apart as he delved in like a starved dog, sucking the sensitive clit into his mouth and growling in pure bliss.

_ "Keigo not so hard please! I'm losing my mind!" you tilted your head back while he licked his way into your throbbing walls, struggling through the fluffy restraints as you needed to lay your hands on him already.

Your body reacted on its own towards his relentless teasing as you blindly, and shakily, reached out to your beloved, one hand bumping into his shoulder while the other rested on his head, grabbing onto his thick hair before shamelessly pushing his face deeper against you, an action that seemed to drive him further to madness.

_ "Fuck, I just can't get enough of you princess." and his slurred statement was laced with obscene slurping noises and satisfied hums that vibrated deep within you.

He was barely holding on to his sanity already, and you could tell from the sound of his fluttering crimson wings as he squirmed and fiddled around while lapping up your swollen love bud and nibbling on the reddening lips surrounding it.

You ached for him, for a peek at the man doing wonders to you, but knew that you weren't allowed until he says so, after all, that was the rule of this little game of yours.

His warm hands released your thighs to slide along your sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake as they caressed you gently.

_ "Delicious." his playful remark tickled your weeping cunt, and your trembling legs strived to encase him between them while his tongue carried on moving deep and slow within you.

_ "Keigo keep going please, please." your heart pounded harshly in your chest as you uttered the demand, and the chain rattled obnoxiously as your body jerked with his every thrust.

His fingers roamed your whole body, kneading and squeezing your flesh before slowly moving down to join his mouth, and you knew what that meant, though you weren't sure if you'd be able to handle any more of his taunting behavior as you've just about reached your limit.

_ "I'm so close!" you wished he would at least remove the blindfold so you could see his face while cumming, but you knew he wouldn't, that was the rule you agreed upon.

Your breath got caught in your throat as he retracted his tongue and kissed your clit, rubbing two fingers along your wetness to slowly ease them past your welcoming slit.

You were a wreck, shattering and twisting uncontrollably under his brute dominance as his fingers took control, and he loved having you under his mercy.

His lips kissed along your trembling thighs, and his long digits curled up to stroke that one particular sweet spot he knew too well.

_ "Wait.. please, that's too much! Keigo!" and you finally found your voice, crying out a warning followed by his name as you gave in to a splintering orgasm, shuddering violently and coating the fingers still moving inside of you before relaxing at last.

Your ears buzzed and your whole body tingled as you were still surrounded with total darkness, but then a clicking sound announced your release from the confining cuffs as they were finally unlocked.

_ "That's my girl, you've done a wonderful job sweetheart." and it was time for the blindfolds to go, leaving you facing a tantalizing view that you regretted missing this whole time.

Your boyfriend was mere inches away from you, messy hair after all you've done to it, pink cheeks that hinted at his own unfulfilled arousal, majestic wings spread out in a menacing way, and glossy lips covered with your fresh essence, a view that stirred you up and simply mesmerized you.

_ "So how's my princess feeling?" his sweet smile coaxed your own to appear.

_ "Perfect.." and you breathed out drowsily, eyes already half closed.

_ "Well I hope you're not trying to sleep already, because we have just begun." he chuckled delightfully while pressing his stiff bulge against your thigh.

You've had your fun already, and it was time for him to have his own..

Dividers by : @/cafekitsune

[vs-redemption]

Spending weekends with Keigo is always fun because his excitement is contagious and he gets excited about even the simplest of things.

Kisses!!! Breakfast!!! Cuddles!!! A new episode!!! He's just a very optimistic and positive person which makes it lovely to be around him.

He makes life feel more fulfilling by finding joy in the little things and sharing that joy with you.

Keigo is very observant and he's a people pleaser. He especially likes to please the person he loves so he's always coming home with small gifts for you that are personal and meaningful.

He is addicted to intimacy and not just sexy stuff. It makes his heart race just thinking about being close to you and doing things with you like napping, showering, getting ready in the morning, etc.

Taking care of people is what he's used to and it's something he enjoys doing. If you surprise him sometimes by reversing the roles though, he's going to melt.

He loves getting massages, laying on your chest while you play with his hair, or eating a meal you made just for him. He will never ask for these things, but he is so incredibly grateful when you do them.

In nearly every circumstance, Keigo prefers to fly. But when he's with you, that's one of the only times he wants to take it slow.

He loves going on morning or evening walks with you and just holding your hand while chatting and people watching.

[suvidrache]

Dating Hawks

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 180 | Read it on AO3

He would try his best to impress you.

He knew that the rain could be romantic. Unfortunately, it wasn't raining anytime soon or for the next few months either. He held onto a garden hose, as he placed his hand behind the fence. You wouldn't be able to see the garden hose as he acted as if he were leaning against the fence. Hopefully, you wouldn't find it strange that the water was only on him and the “rain” wasn't anywhere else.

He has a slight fear of you leaving him for someone else. He would go on dates and do things that he thought would impress you.

He would take you flying if you weren't afraid of heights.

He isn't much of a jealous person.

An attempt at a cheating prank would not end well. He would seem as if he didn't care. You left him thinking he wasn't interested. He was, he truly was interested in you. He didn't want you or your “newfound love” to see him hurt. When he went home that night, he would cry.

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[thenyoumightaswellwrestleangels]

This sweet plague that follows me (this violence that I call my own)

This is how it feels to take a fall - series masterlist here

pairing: takami keigo x reader (gender neutral)

length: 2.1k

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff

warnings: lots of blood but not from keigo or reader, it's just kinda everywhere, this entire fic is a biohazard, they're mentally ill but they're in love

a/n: back on my hawks shit ig turns out it never ever goes away

Keigo thinks, as he lets the door shut behind him, that maybe this life of his was inevitable - this sacrifice was unavoidable. He thinks that, perhaps, there are some people who need to spend their lives fighting, who need to beat their fists against flesh and split their lips on the bloody knuckles of their rivals. 

There are people who find peace only in war, and Keigo, so often, wishes he were not one of these people. As he kicks his boots off and tosses his phone on the side table, stepping further into his entryway, he thanks whatever's out there that he, at least, doesn't have to do it alone - that he's found someone to build a home with in this violence of his.

He doesn't bother changing out of his hero uniform when he sits on the couch, slouching into the cushions. It was a rough patrol - one that left him with scrapes and bruises, blood dripping from his jacket, drying on his hands. Maybe, he thinks as he rubs his palms together, the dark red coming off in little flecks, settling into the carpet, maybe if I was someone else, this would bother me. Maybe if I was something else.

But the violence in him stays, wrapping around him and choking him from the inside out. He stares down at his hands, palms facing up as he glares. How can I say I'm good when they've done so much bad, he thinks. There's a sort of desperation in him as he reaches for the remote, turning on the television, wanting some sort of background noise to drown the whirring of his thoughts out, to drown his voice out, to drown him, to -

But then there you are, on the news - still working. Still fighting. Still bleeding. Keigo chokes, his hands balling into fists as he watches, as he sees you, blood marring your hero uniform. Not really your blood, he notes, but a stain, nonetheless. And there's still that wild look in your eyes, a ferocity that couldn't be stamped out. The reporter drones on about your reputation, your blood-soaked, violence-stained reputation. Brutality, war, violence - all for the sake of peace.

We get our hands dirty so that normal people don't have to. That's what you'd always said to him. Keigo never had the heart to tell you that he didn't think either of you deserved to have to be these things.

But neither of you got to choose this life - this calling, thrust upon you. Neither of you chose to be raised this way, trained this way, a violence so ingrained in you that you cannot be anything else anymore.

There are few things Keigo gets to choose in this life. Loving you, though - that is something he chooses every day. Waiting for you - that is something he would choose until the end of time. So he waits, turning the TV off with a sigh and tipping his head back to stare at the ceiling. As he sags down onto the couch, he can't make himself care about the blood that seeps into it - although he wonders idly how many new couches he could buy with the money he makes from wrapping his hands around other people's throats.

But they're villains, he reminds himself. But isn't he? Aren't you, for the things that you do? Keigo, most of the time, doesn't think he knows where the line is anymore. You always do, he finds, and as he listens to the sound of the front door clicking open, he finds himself breathing a sigh of relief that you're back, that some tether to morality and sanity has returned to his life.

"Hey birdie," you call softly,  and it's wrong, the way your voice comes out soft and tender and delicate; it lurches in contrast to the way you pull off your jacket, heavy with the weight of blood, and let it drop onto the floor with a dull splat. But he looks at you - at your eyes, warm and soft and loving. A trickle of blood trails down your temple and the couch cushion dampens under his weight, blood seeping into it.

Whatever, he thinks. I'll call the cleaners in. It's not like it would be the first time. It's not like it will be the last. Keigo leans forward, tips himself onto his feet so that he can make his way over to where you still stand in the entryway.

"Hey, dove," he says softly. When he gets to you, he holds your face in his hands with a gentleness that feels like it shouldn't belong to him, a benevolence that feels stolen, his hands having been wiped clean hastily on his pants, leaving trails of crimson behind. 

But he just smoothes his thumb across your cheek, maps himself out a clean spot so he can press his lips to it, and the touch is so soft that you find yourself holding your breath, your heart thumping painfully against your ribs. Because when, you think, did touch become so soft? And when did we become deserving of it?

"Leave it here," Keigo shushes you softly, prying ever so gently at your clenched fists to loosen your grip on whatever happened out there, his nose brushing against your cheek as he speaks against your skin. "Leave it out there. It's safe in here." That's all it takes, really, a sigh leaving you as you let your head thump against his shoulder, fist loosening enough that he can tangle his fingers with yours and bring you closer to him. The blood on you presses against him, staining his jacket more. Neither of you find it in you to care - it's not the first time, and it won't be the last.

"You need to clean yourself up," you mumble against his shoulder, fatigue seeping into your voice. Keigo huffs out a laugh, poking your side gently.

"You're one to talk," he quips back, but there's no real bite, especially when he moves to tug you down the hallway toward your shared bathroom. You grumble as you walk after him, letting him pull you by your hand as you pretend to put up a fight. But there's never really any fights here, in this home that you share. Keigo thrives on it, notably - being able to take care of you, being able to channel that fight in him into protectiveness and have his hands heal for once.

Back when the two of you were younger, when you were both hot-headed rivals battling for the top hero ranking, you'd always argued that there was peace to be found in war.

"Don't you understand, Hawks?" You'd said to him. "You can't have one without the other."

He never knew what you meant by that until you had him sitting on your kitchen counter for the first time, cleaning blood from his face. He hadn't known your touch could be so tender, until then. 

Now, of course, it's second nature to you both, the way you smooth a hand across the nape of his neck as he lifts you to sit on the bathroom counter. Now, there is nothing but softness between the two of you, a gentleness found only in the privacy of your own home. You watch, through tired, hooded eyes, the way his wings twitch and flutter, spreading slightly to take up more space, to block your view from the mirror if you were to try to turn. He always does that now - you pretend not to notice and he pretends not to know. 

You remember the first time you'd come home like this, when your relationship was still new - tentative and stumbling. He'd never seen it before - the tug of war that takes place in the doorway of your home, the attempt to put the fight aside for the night and learn to be human again. Oh, how bad you'd been at it then, pulling your hands away from his and spluttering concerns about getting blood on him, about leaving your marks on him.

"I'm already all marked up," he'd cooed, taking your hands and pressing them to his chest, letting you feel him, solid and warm and yours. "I've already got my own stains. There is no mark you could leave on me that I wouldn't thank you for." You'd laughed when he said that, a pitchy, tired noise. 

"You and I really are the same, aren't we?" You'd said. Keigo had found himself agreeing.

But when he'd taken you to the bathroom to clean up, the same way he does now, you'd caught sight of yourself in the mirror. The blood that dripped from your face and the wild look in your eyes were so familiar to you, but when they knocked against Keigo's tender grip on your waist and fluttering kiss to our cheek, the softness of it all made your breath stutter, panic rising in you. There is anguish in love when it is something so foreign, you'd thought. You couldn't articulate that, of course, as you buried your head in your hands and sobbed. But Keigo knew - he knew from when you'd helped him that first time, in your kitchen. He knew from excusing himself to the bathroom after, just so that he could clamp his hand over his mouth to muffle his sobs. You'd been right, of course - the two of you really are the same.

"Where'd you go, baby," your voice snaps Keigo back to the present, your finger flicking against his forehead gently. He grins at you, cocking his head to the side as he stares.

"Just thinking about you," he says, and you roll your eyes. "You want a shower?"

"Yes please," is your answer, but he stops you from moving, murmuring a stay put against your lips before giving you a quick kiss and stepping away to get the shower running. You slide over on the counter, smiling at the glare he shoots you as you move to lean sideways, turning the tap on and beginning to scrub your hands in the sink.

"We're about to get in the shower, dove," Keigo points out as he reaches a hand under the spray, frowning and adjusting the temperature.

"I just want my hands to be clean," you say earnestly, and he finds he can't fault you for that. He stares at his own, for a moment, before moving to the other sink, scrubbing at his palms with soap and water as steam begins to fill the room.

"You take your showers too hot," you point out.

"You take them too cold," he retorts.

"Maybe we should stop showering together," you pout teasingly, drying your hands on the towel Keigo's tossed you while he shoots you a look.

"As if. Get in, dove, before I make it hotter." You roll your eyes at his words, but slide yourself off the counter nonetheless, letting Keigo peel off the layers of your uniform as you do the same for him. 

"Thank you, Keigo," you say quietly, slipping into the shower and turning to see him follow after you. As if he wouldn't, if you weren't checking. As if he could do anything other than chase after you.

"You don't have to thank me for this," he says easily, using a hand against your cheek to bring you forward, resting his forehead against yours. "You don't have to thank me for loving you."

"But still," you press. "It's nice, isn't it?"

"Of course it is. But it's also deserved," he points out. You smile. 

"For you, too, then," you say. "You deserve this softness, too."

"Well," Keigo drawls, but you don't miss the way he wraps his arms around you to tuck you into his chest so that you can't see the blush creeping over his cheeks. "Good thing I have you to give me that, then, hm?"

"Yea," you laugh, burying your head in his chest and watching the way the water runs red, stains of blood blurring off your skin and disappearing. "Good thing."

[akurui-shizen7]

Hawks: Please? For me?

[Name]: Don’t do that.

Hawks: Do what, [Name]?

[Name]: You think if you say, “please, for me?” and give me that look, I’ll do whatever the fuck you wa-

Hawks: Please, for me?

[Name]: ...Whatever you manipulative chicken, fuck off.

[shxtodxroki]

𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜: 𝙼𝙷𝙰 𝙼𝚎𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚂/𝙾

Summary: What do the MHA men think of a partner with a quirk that gives them mental manipulation powers like those of the Scarlet Witch?

Warnings: Swearing, a tiny bit of angst, VERY slight suggestiveness in Dabi’s but nothing major

Characters: Dabi (Touya Todoroki), Twice (Jin Bubaigawara), Hawks (Keigo Takami)

Word Count: 1.4k

Note: Because the request asked for the reader to possess only SOME of the Scarlet Witch’s powers, I decided to focus on giving them the ability to manipulate matter with their mind. This contains the Scarlet Witch’s power of telekinesis as well as the ability to see people’s thoughts, give them visions/alter their memories and perception AND the ability to essentially control the recipient through their mind, just to have a clear establishment of the reader’s powers before beginning the headcanons. I know that’s a lot for one quirk, but it’s what I thought fit best for the description of “Scarlet Witch powers” and TECHNICALLY it could all fit under one quirk along the lines of “mental manipulation”. 

♡ Touya Todoroki ♡

- Dabi’s definitely proud of you and your amazing quirk, both as your boyfriend and as your partner-in-crime/colleague 

He’s known about you since before the two of you started dating, and he knew he wanted to work with you from the moment he saw you. 

- That didn’t mean he necessarily trusted you right away or anything, that came with a lot of time and relationship-building (especially because he new you could manipulate him mentally using your quirk if you wanted to), but he could see right away how powerful and skilled you were, and what an asset you would be to him and the League if you worked together

- And so he brought you to the League, slowly developing feelings over time as you proved just what a valuable asset you were to the League as a whole, and what an amazing partner you’d be to him as he began to trust that you wouldn’t use your power on him for any nefarious reasons

- Once the two of you are together, he’s honestly pretty protective of you

- It’s been a long time since Touya had anything that he was actually afraid of losing, but now that he has you, someone he can truly say he loves, the thought of someone trying to take you away from him is terrifying

- He’s not dumb, he knows that if he saw your potential before ever meeting you in person, other people do too. Heroes and other villains as well most likely, and with threats of heroes trying to lock you up and other villains trying to steal you for themselves, he can’t afford not to be protective

- He knows you can handle yourself, you’re an absolute bad-ass and your quirk makes it nearly impossible to face you head-on and win. But he can’t help but worry, and when he’s gone so many years without feeling that kind of worry, it overwhelms him and he’s compelled to do everything he can to keep you safe

- He’ll agree to train with you when you ask him in order to help you improve your skills with your quirk, but again, Touya’s not stupid. You can literally control his mind, he knows he has no chance of winning against you

- But he’s happy to help you strengthen your skills anyways, and he does give it his all each battle. He’s just accepted from the start that he’ll almost certainly not beat you, so his ego doesn’t get bruised when he inevitably loses

- Plus he finds it really hot when you look at him with the glowing red eyes you have whenever you’re using your quirk, red vapor emitting from your skin as you show off your amazing power. It’s quite distracting, in all honestly, and it’s led him to pull you in for a kiss and suddenly end your training session as you get completely distracted by your needy boyfriend more than once

- He likes to subtly brag to the other members of the League, too. Whenever you capture a hero or complete a mission without so much as a scratch left on you, he’ll mutter a satisfied, slightly protective “That’s my s/o” just loud enough for the others to hear him with the biggest shit-eating grin across his face :)

♡ Jin Bubaigawara ♡

- Jin is genuinely very proud of you and your amazing powers, he thinks you’re amazing all around and he tells everyone he knows about how strong his s/o’s power is

- He’s a very enthusiastic boyfriend, you see, and he loves taking about how amazing you an your power set is to anyone who will listen. (Which is beginning to become a difficult feat, as everyone in the League is beyond sick of hearing him talk about you at this point and he doesn’t really talk to anyone else much)

- He loves the League very much and considers them his family, but you come above even them. He’d rather die than let anything happen to you, and he makes sure you know that any time you go out on a mission together and tells you that his purpose is to protect you while you get the job done with your skills :)

- As your boyfriend, he’s also more than happy to help you improve your powers and grow stronger. He’s down to spar with you whenever you want to train, and he’s more than willing to get his ass kicked battling you if it’s helping you grow in the long run

- He’s never outright made you promise not to do any mind-control or getting into his head/altering his memories or perception, as he just trusts you not to do anything like that to him. Whether you betray that trust or not is up to you, but he never feels the need to have that conversation because as his partner, he trusts you wholly and completely

- He knows that your power requires full concentration, so he tries his best to ensure that whenever you’re training your mental abilities on your own, there are no distractions. 

- He himself is pretty easily distracted, though, so unfortunately sometimes things slip through the cracks and someone/something manages to break your concentration and mess up your training

- He would do a lot of convincing to try and get you to join the League, because he thinks that you and your quirk would be an amazing asset to the League and working together would mean he would get to spend even more time with you! 

- Jin never really wants to leave you alone, so he loves the idea of getting to spend more time with you, but if you really don’t want to work with the League, then he wont push it

- If you do decide to work with the League, though, he does everything he can to get you and the others to get along and to get them to see how amazing you and your powers are, even though that’s a difficult task considering how some of the League members react to new people lol. 

- He’ll find a way, though, and soon you’ll become an absolutely essential member of and powerhouse to the League :)

♡ Keigo Takami ♡

- Keigo first saw you when you found yourself in the top 10 heroes of Japan one year, noticing quickly how you were the only person around his age in the top 10 alongside him

- He had seen you on TV before and knew the basic ideas of what your quirk could do, but when he saw you in person for the first time, he immediately knew that he wanted to get closer to you

- Something about you was just electric to him, drawing him in without even trying (and that wasn’t you using your quirk on him at all, he was just utterly infatuated with you even during your first ever meeting lol)

- The two of you talked a lot that night, Keigo even walking you home once the event was over because he wasn’t ready to stop chatting quite yet

- Despite only knowing the man for a few hours, you felt a connection and decided to confide in him, confessing that sometimes your powers were incredibly difficult to handle as a pro hero 

- Having the power to see people’s thoughts, create illusions in their head and completely control them if certain circumstances were met was a very heavy weight to bear, and there were often debates amongst the public (and even in your own head) about how to ethically use your power, and what was too far

- You were careful to only ever use your ability to see into peoples’ minds when you absolutely needed it for a mission, you’d never use it on anyone in your personal life even as a joke. But it was still a heavy burden to bear and a very tricky power to balance in your position, and Keigo was incredibly sympathetic to that struggle

- He’s heard the debates about your powers before, and after that night he becomes one of your biggest defenders as he sees you’d never use your powers for anything other than good

- Especially after you start dating, whenever you’re brought up in interviews or people ask how he’s able to trust you as his partner with a power like that. he defends you and tells them that he’s 100% certain that he and all the other people you love can trust you. He knows for certain that you’re a good person, and wouldn’t abuse your power for personal gain

- When you first started training together his pride is definitely a little wounded by how easily you’re able to beat him when you max out your power lol, making a little pouty face that you have to kiss off his lips as you smirk in victory

- But over time he accepts that he’s no match for you in direct combat, and he takes great pride in how powerful you are, always going on and on about how “My s/o’s an absolute powerhouse, it’s pretty hot. You should see them in action” to his hero friends lol 

- He does still like to tease you sometimes about how “spooky” you look when you use your power, though, saying you look like you belong in a comic book with red vapor wafting off of you in waves

- He knows that just because you’re powerful doesn’t mean that you can handle everything on your own, though, so he tries to make sure that you always have help and aren’t being forced to take on difficult missions on your own, and he always makes sure that you have a loving, cuddly boyfriend to come back home to and relax with at the end of all the days filled with difficult villains you have to face :)

Request - Anonymous said: hello!!! how are you? i saw you have your request open so i wanted to ask some hcs of hawks, dabi & twice with a reader that has some of the scarlet witch powers, not all of them bc that will be weird lmao??? if you could that would be amazing but if not that's totally okay!!! <3

A/N: I’m sorry if this request isn’t exactly what you wanted anon, I wasn’t sure which aspects of her powers you would want included in this so I tried to choose a set that would fit together/at least somewhat make sense as a single quirk and also what would be the most interesting to write! Also apologies if Twice’s isn’t the most accurate or if it isn’t as well-written, I did my best but I’ll admit I don’t know a ton about him as a character so I’m not sure how well that section turned out but hopefully it was okay, since I got to get to know his character at least a little better after finally catching up on season 6! ( Also I’ve told you guys before that I primarily write based on requests, and I’m especially inspired by/quicker to finish headcanon requests, so if you have any requests (especially for headcanons) please send them my way and I’ll happily write them for you! :)

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[keigosstarlight]

My Hawks headcanons💝

He loves when you nuzzle into his neck during hugs. Literally will melt in your arms.

Can cook. I know a popular headcanon is that he can't, but I firmly believe he can at least make pasta or something. The HPSC wouldn't just send him into the world without him having a simple life skill such as cooking, and if they did, he taught himself because he got sick of living off takeout.

Speaking of which, if he has the energy, he loves to cook you meals, especially breakfast. He loves to give you that sweet reminder of him before he leaves for patrol.

He loves PDA, especially handholding. Attention has never been an issue for him and he loves showing you off.

Would not want kids. I'd think he'd believe they're way too much of a responsibility. My evidence for this is he says to Tokoyami "I'm not especially interested in nurturing the next generation or anything-" (and proceeds to give him advice, but that's besides the point.)

It's not like he hates kids, but with him being a top pro-hero and working to make the world safer, I feel he'd be a bit too paranoid and a bit too busy to want to be responsible for a child.

That's not to say he'd leave if you got pregnant, though. He'd step up to the task.

[hollowtakami]

content: just a silly ramble about keigo, and how you brighten each others lives (g/n reader, pure fluff)

a/n: finally posting after a longggg time! im finally done with uni and im feeling better :) i really want to come back to this blog, i miss gushing about my love:( also, this is very rusty. just trying to get back into the swing of things

Keigo Takami; not Hawks, Keigo.

His soft, messy hair and his bangs. The scratchy patch of stubble on his chin that tickles your skin when he kisses you. His wings, freckles on his cheeks that come out in the summer, the sun of his eyes.

Keigo, with a strong accent but a soft voice. He’s getting better at being loud and taking up space despite a rough childhood, he’s climbing the ranks and the ladder of life.

Things couldn’t get any better, then he met you.

Life felt like heaven, seeing you on patrol and the avian becoming smitten with you almost immediately. He’d court you, flirt (awkwardly) and flash you a genuine smile.

He loved you. You loved him too.

At first, you loved Hawks.

But you opened your heart to him and he did the same. The more Hawks became comfortable around you, the more Keigo blossomed.

Keigo is trying his best. He’s been surviving his whole life. With you, he feels like he can finally live.

[nightfall-kachiniko]

Keigo has this thing where he’ll try to guess your chapstick by kissing you 😭

Like you’ll give him a quick kiss before walking out the door and all of a sudden he shouts “it’s strawberry!”

Or you’ll cuddle up next to his half awake self, giving him a kiss on the lips before he tiredly wrap his arms around you and he’ll mumble in his raspy voice “marshmallow…”

[tired-teacher-blog]

I'm presenting this to myself as a birthday gift 😌

Broken angel

Characters : Hawks/ Fem reader

Warnings and Genre : NSFW/ 18+/ Angst/ Sexual Intercourse/ Creampie/ One Shot

Summary : The heroes might have won the final war, but its scars are a whole other story, so what happens when Hawks finally breaks down in your presence?

Please do not read if you're a minor

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

You kiss his scar once, twice, thrice, and a couple more times until he starts chuckling tiredly, "okay okay I get it, you can stop now!" and he's playfully pushing you off of him but you refuse to budge.

_ "No not yet!" and you kiss the scar reaching the side of his face yet again.

He's been gloomy lately, quiet and distant.. understandable right? the war has left its trace on him as well as it did everyone else, and your once cheerful and lively boyfriend is now but a shell of what he used to be.

You refuse badgering him into reliving those painful memories, although you wish he would open up to you— even a little. If only he would do that..

_ "Alright, get off me sweetheart, seriously." he squeezes your ass cheeks teasingly before giving you a playful smak.

_ "I love you Keigo, you know that right?" if you're unable to get through to him, then maybe you can remind him that he's never going to be alone.

_ "I know that, and I love you too." his fingers trace your thighs lazily, almost absentmindedly as he turns his head to the side.

That's how it's been lately, almost every exchange between you two ends in him slipping away further from you, one way or another.

It hurts, of course it does, watching the one you love the most stubbornly fighting his lurking demons all by himself, makes you feel powerless.

_ "Keigo, please look at me." you push a bit more, cautiously so, tightening your thighs on each side of his slim waist, and placing your palms flat against his chest.

He's looking away still, and the lump in your throat only grows with each second that passes, "Keigo.." you call out again, and yet.. nothing.

You lean in once more, pressing your forehead to his cheek and sighing heavily, "I just want you to know that I'm right here, for as long as you'll have me, I can only imagine what's going on in your mind and I know it's a struggle, so please allow me to share your burden."

Your lips trail soft kisses along his scarred skin, from the side of his face and down to his neck where you linger, bracing yourself for yet another dismissive response.

_ "I want you right now." his words are dark, almost desperate as he growls his demand and cradles your butt cheeks, pressing you down on him and grinding up against your clothed pussy.

Your body stiffens but only for a moment, as you did not foresee this turn of events. If anything, you anticipated that little fake laugh which has never fooled you, as well as the good old "I swear I'm fine love."

But something is different tonight, he's finally holding on to you after weeks of running away, he's finally expressing his desire clearly after silently suffering for long, and you find yourself biting those burning tears back as you are suddenly reminded of that night -some years ago- when he broke down and bared his soul to you, keeping nothing in as he weeped and screamed and held you throughout the night, it was him Keigo Takami, not the nation's beloved Hawks.

That night -some years ago- the facade he kept up for most of his life had finally come down in front of you, but these past few weeks wrecked it all and reminded you of the way things were when you only knew him as Hawks.

_ "I'm all yours Keigo," you whisper back and press your lips against his parted ones in a heated liplock, it's warm and urgent, same as the hands hiking your shirt up and sneaking past the silky trim of your panties.

You raise your hips quickly, wordlessly begging him to rid you of the soft garment and ravish you at once. You miss this, you miss him.

He groans into the kiss, pushing the delicate fabric down, and you clumsily work it out of your legs without breaking apart of your boyfriend's lips.

You cradle his cheeks, as a strangled whine leaves your throat when he licks his way into your mouth. His tongue is burning hot and his hands are relentlessly exploring every inch of you he can reach from his position.

His slender fingers squeeze your buttocks firmly, pinning you down on his throbbing bulge and you both moan at the tempting friction created between you.

And with a sudden gasp, you find yourself on your back, sinking into the fluffy bedsheets, as he flips your positions and settles between your legs.

_ "Stay still." the darkness in his voice only deepens as he hastily peels off his shirt and lowers his sweatpants.

You swallow thickly watching his cock spring back against his abdomen, hard and raging, as if reflecting your boyfriend's impatience to be sheathed deep into your core.

You're a bit intimidated by his overwhelming aura as your eyes travel up to study his face, his gold brown irises gleam with intense longing, his strong jaw clenched and his lips sealed in a firm line.

He grasps his raging shaft and pumps it lazily, hissing while his knees nudge your legs further apart. His thick brows are knitted and his breathing is labored as he huskily demands you remove your shirt.

It should be frightening right? He has never been so forceful before, never so unhinged, but something about this unusual side of him is intriguing.

You follow the order and struggle to take off your remaining garment as gracefully as you possibly can from where you're laying under his watchful eyes, whimpering unintelligibly and biting down on your lip when he swiftly grabs onto your thighs and pulls you closer.

He's not speaking, not smiling, nor is he touching you gently or kissing you softly like he always does right before easing himself into your heat. No he's not.. not tonight.. tonight is all about a primal desire that's been fueled with weeks of stifled emotions.

_ "Don't hold back, Keigo.." you beg breathily, too afraid of losing him again, and it was the sign he's been waiting for, to snap his hips and sink deep into your core with one hard thrust.

Your eyes roll back and your mouth falls open, but nothing comes past it except for a strangled mewl as you dig your nails into his arms while feeling the delicious sting of the first intrusion.

His eyes are trained on your flushed skin and heaving chest as he pulls back to the tip and slams his way into you once more.

The remnants of his beautiful crimson feathers flutter restlessly around him, old scars mixed with recent ones are scattered across his otherwise fair skin, and an alluring expression is adorning his features as he pounds you into oblivion..

At this moment, and through your hazy eyes, he looks like an angel.. a broken angel.

_ "Keigo, Keigo, kiss me, please.." tears form in your eyes as you reach out a shaky hand, clumsily smoothing out his scowl and bringing his face closer.

His lips crash against yours painfully, sloppily, as he bites onto your bottom one and swallows your desirous whimpers.

His hands travel up to clutch onto your bouncy breasts, groping and kneading the soft flesh as his thrusts turn even harder and faster.

Your fingers caress his arms and shakily move around his neck and back to trace every fading scar on his sweat glistening skin.

_ "Talk to me, Keigo, please tell me what you're thinking." you whimper between sloppy kisses only to receive another hard plunge as a response.

He's not ready to talk yet, and you get it.

His lips leave yours and travel along your jaw, trailing wet kisses in their wake and move further down to suck on the sensitive skin of your neck.

You cry out his name over and over again, pulling on his hair weakly as that familiar warmth is strating to pool within you.

You will not be able to last much longer, and neither will he.

His twitching shaft and erratic hips are slamming mercilessly against your own, again and again, and then you hear it..

The sound of your name flowing out of his mouth, gruff and desperate as he fucks you even harder.

The bruising clutch on your sides trembles, and the lustful growls of your name don't seem to subside.

Your fingers leave his ash blonde hair to dig into the flexing muscles of his shoulders, and you squeeze your legs around his stuttering waist while shockwaves of pleasure wash over you as your lover's voice fills your senses.

You shudder violently with every deep thrust he delivers, and your vision blurs as he pushes one more time into your heat before releasing his pearly seeds and coating your clenching walls without a warning.

He has never done it before, not without asking for your permission beforehand. But even so, you're not mad, you're not pushing him away or asking him to stop and pull out.

In fact, you're squeezing him in your arms, tears are falling down your face as you beg him to keep going, "please, don't pull out, Keigo please!"

And he does as instructed, fulfilling your wish and emptying his thick load in your welcoming cunt before collapsing on top of you, with his softening cock still sheathed within.

Labored breathing, desperate gasps and sweaty bodies are entangled in the warmth of your messy bed. And for a moment, no words were exchanged between you.

But suddenly..

_ "I can't get it out of my head," he's talking, "I can't stop picturing the blood and the terror," he's talking, "even when I close my eyes, I can still see it all," just like that night -some years ago- he's burying his face in the warmth of your neck and finally speaking, "the destruction, the victims and their screams," he's finally talking after weeks of shutting down, but his words are stabbing at your heart.

You get it though, you always have. Many have fallen during the war, and just as many were left with permanent scars on their souls, and Keigo is but one example.

You run your fingers through his disheveled hair, placing the softest kisses on his shoulder and tracing the expanse of his scarred back where you linger a bit, to caress his feathers, "I know Keigo, I understand how you're feeling, it's hard and it's suffocating but trust me, it will get better eventually," you bite back a sob and take a deep breath before carrying on, "you will never be alone, I'm right here and will always be," you squeeze him tighter as warm tears start to fall down your face once more.

You hate how weak you're being, you feel so powerless when the person you love the most needs you, "I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better, but I promise that we will figure it out together."

He's not talking anymore, but.. something warm and wet is trickling down your neck, soft sobs are escaping his throat as he breaks down in your arms.

It kills you, crushes your heart and devastates you, but maybe this is what he needs, maybe he should feel the pain instead of escaping it, maybe he has to face his demons and fight, maybe then he will have his closure.

You listen to his whimpers and cry with him, as his arms crush you between them. It will be a long way, but you'll walk it alongside him.

_ "I'm sorry honey, I'm so sorry for taking my frustration out on you, please forgive me." he sounds weak and broken, too ashamed to look you in the eyes, but you refuse to lose him again.

You cradle his tear stained cheeks and force him to face you. His eyes are red and puffy, a soft loving gaze is emanating from them— unlike the one from earlier, and the sight of it brings a little smile to your face, "there is nothing to forgive Keigo, you can do whatever you want with me, you can even scream and cry or punch a wall if you wish, and I'll do it with you, just don't run away from me again, please."

He hums softly and pecks you once, pulling away but only for a moment to word his response "you have my word," before pressing his lips with yours yet again.

He's been alone most of his life, fending for himself against the world, but not anymore, because now he has you.

[vs-redemption]

Teacher Appreciation Week Headcanons (with: Iwa, Hawks, Levi, Tsukki, Kenma, Diluc)

This is obviously very self indulgent but maybe someone else will get some joy out of this.

Hajime Iwaizumi

He has flowers delivered to your classroom. Even if the kids don’t appreciate you, they can at least see that someone at home does. Whenever the behavior gets too bad, you can look at the flowers and remember you get to go home to a nice strong, loving pair of arms.

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

He knows he’s really busy and has to find time for visits and short dates between patrols and other hero duties. You’re always catering to his career and schedule, so for teacher appreciation week, he makes sure to clear an entire weekend to spend with you. On your little weekend getaway, he spoils you with attention and takes you to the best restaurants with the most delicious food.

Levi Ackerman

If anyone can get a rowdy class to straighten up, it’s Levi. He knows it’s been a tough year on you and it’s only going to get worse as summer vacation gets closer. For teacher appreciation week he makes you lunch every day and brings it up to the school. Not only do you get to have a precious 30 minutes with him, but he sticks around after to glare at the kids he knows all too well by now with all the stories he’s heard.

Kei Tsukishima

Tsukki thinks it’s stupid to only appreciate teachers for a single week. He makes sure to appreciate you for all you do in the classroom as often as he can. He always has dinner ready when you get home on days when you text him about how hard the day was. Not only that, he lets you take an after work nap and grades some of your papers for you. Spelling tests and math tests don’t take him too long and it takes some of the work off of you.

Kozume Kenma

He has no idea how you put up with the blatant disrespect from kids, nagging from parents, and unreasonable expectations from the administration. He has massive appreciation for you and knows that a lot of times you sacrifice your own well being for your job. He arranges a self care day for you. He pays for a couples massage and takes you to do whatever your brand of self care is. Getting your hair or nails done. Shopping. Going to a museum. Nature walks. Anything. (He complains during his game streams sometimes about how teachers are grossly underpaid.)

Diluc Ragnvindr

He honestly isn’t sure how to appreciate you properly for the job you do. He knows you work hard and put a lot of effort into a bunch of ungrateful kids. He wishes he could change *that* aspect of it, but he can’t. When he hears you talking about the school accepting parent volunteers to help with teacher appreciation week though, he secretly signs up to help. At first he plans on donating some money, but somehow he gets roped into an active role. You go to work and find him doing something like scooping out scrambled eggs and sausages for the staff breakfast in the morning.

[thesakuragarnet]

My Hawks Headcanons

I did one for Dabi so it's only fair I do one for Keigo

SOME 18 + THEMES

Acts like a fuckboy but actually gets flustered REALLY easily

Cis male Pansexual and very comfortable with his sexuality and identity (also a switch)

Neurospicy but completely unaware because the Commission has brainwashed him to be the perfect poster child for a "normal, perfect Pro Hero"

Has a KFC sponsorship

Views Tokoyami like a son

Is actually heartbroken over his falling out with Dabi and feels like it's entirely his fault (which it is lol)

Doesn't have a driver's license, he walks or flies everywhere

Can't cook for shit

Swiftie

Collects Hot Wheels

Seduced Dabi for intel and ended up falling in love with him

More s3ggsually experienced than Dabi but not nearly as k!nky as Dabi

Has absolute shit fashion sense

Has very little of a genuine personality/sense of self due to the HPSC orchestrating his entire life from such a young age

Only social skills he has were fabricated by the HPSC (was only able to become more comfortable during his time with the League)

Smells like cinnamon, sandalwood, and geraniums

Can feel everything through his feathers...yes it becomes sensual and sensitive during spicy times

Sweet tooth

[suvidrache]

Keigo In A Relationship

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Word Count: 99 | Read it on AO3 | Tag List

Keigo puts everything that he can into a relationship. He doesn't want you to feel left out or forgotten with how busy he is as a hero.

(Spoilers Start)

At the loss of his wings, he still puts all that he can into a relationship. Instead, he has more time and is able to do things with you more easily. He is happier now than he was before.

(Spoilers End)

Keigo wants you to feel loved as much as possible.

Dates are always extravagant. He does the best he can, and puts all that he can into a date.

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[akurui-shizen7]

Hawks: Top 30 reasons why Hawks is sorry... Number 5 will surprise you!

[Name]: Top 30 anime deaths.

Number One: YOUR FUCKING CHICKEN ASS RIGHT NOW!!!