#mha kiego

[tenderandmild]

My lionfish Hawks design for Mermay!!

[kove-zeevi]

i just know the todoroki family documentary went crazy in the mha universe

[lunetoonn]

Freaks…

[nakidoriii]

See you Later, Mr. President (Part Two)

Hawks x Reader Mini Series

Warning: pure smut >:3 || MDNI

Read part one here!

Art by: Kadeart

“Really looking forward to this water.” That signature smirk appears on his face once again.

The closer you got to the room, the more intense you felt. It was a mix of excitement, fear and sexual tension. You just don’t know if you’re going to contain yourself. But then again, Keigo wouldn’t be in your hotel at 2 in the morning if you had some sort of self control. Once you get to the room, you open the door. You start to remove your shoes…..and so does he. You both know that he’s not here for water.

“Let me get that water for you.” You say while taking off your jacket.

You walk over to the small kitchen area and bend down to open up the mini fridge placed under the countertop. This gave him a perfect view of your ass. You were a little tipsy and weren’t really thinking about it. All of a sudden, you feel a firm grasp on the plump of your butt.

“Close the fridge, Y/N.” His raspy voice sends a spark down to your center. Your breathing starts to hitch as he continues to rub on your ass. You close the fridge and stand up straight. He gets directly behind you, pressing his bulge on your ass. His hands slide slowly up your torso, stopping to cup both your breasts. He’s leaving butterfly kisses on your shoulder, as he massaged your tits through your dress. You were trying your hardest not to moan.

“Do you want me to stop?” He says as he bites the outer shell of your ear.

For the first time in your life, you were too horny to speak. All you knew was that you wanted his hands between your legs.

“Please don’t.” You whine as he continues to feel you up. He took his time feeling every curve on your body. He pulls your spaghetti straps off your shoulders slowly, letting the dress fall to reveal your breasts.

“Turn around so I can get a good look.” He says in between the kisses he’s leaving on your neck.

When you turn to face him he lets out a moan. He was so captivated by you. He immediately starts kissing on your neck as he pulls you close to him. He was sucking, licking and biting you as if you were something to eat. He lifts you up by your thighs and places you on the countertop behind you. He stood between your spread legs as he massaged your breasts. Both your nipples were in between his fingers.

“Oh fuck.” You squeeze out in between breaths. “I’m so turned on right now.” You say grinding your hips towards him.

“Yea?” He says as he places his thumb on top of your clothed clit. He starts to rub tight circles over it as he pops a titty in his mouth. Your eyes roll to the back of your skull the second you feel his tongue on your nipple. You couldn’t help but moan out his name as you grinded on his hand. He pulls your panties to the side and pushes a finger in you. He gives you what you want, and moves his hand in a rapid back and forth motion. The moans start pouring out of your mouth at this point which fueled his arousal. He presses his forehead to yours and says, “Fuuck, you’re so wet. That's all for me, baby?”

“Y-yes, uhh yea, Keigo.” You whimper looking him directly in his eyes.

He lifts your right leg up on the counter to give himself a better angle. He pulls you closer to the edge of the counter with one hand. He starts fingering you, a bit slower than a minute ago. You grind your hips wanting him to go faster. He loved how much you wanted him because he wanted you just as much. He smirks and says, “I wanna taste you.”

He pulls his fingers out of you to slide your panties off. He gives you a few kisses before he gets on his knees before you. You got a little nervous for a moment with him being so close to your heat like this. He makes direct eye contact with you as he starts lapping at your clit. He slides his fingers into you once again, quickly getting into the same rhythm with his tongue.

“Ah! Right theeeerrreee.” You whine. Your hands immediately push his face closer to your heat. Your pussy starts clenching around his fingers. You grind against his tongue which makes him hum in delight. He starts to move his fingers in a ‘come here’ motion, sending you into euphoria.

“Ah, I-I’m so close! Fuuck, Keigo. I c-can’t!” You moan knowing this orgasm is going to change the trajectory of your life.

He groans into your folds and focuses on keeping a consistent rhythm for you to cum. You couldn’t even fathom how he was able to move so fast. In little to no time, that knot in your stomach becomes undone. You cover your mouth as you let out a pornographic moan.

“That’s it, pretty.” He says into your cunt as you cum on him. You covered his face in your juices and it was the hottest thing to him. Once you ride out your orgasm, he stands up and starts unbuttoning his shirt. He was wearing a black compression shirt with gold detailing on it underneath his button up. You get off the counter and start kissing him, tasting your juices on his lips.

“See how sweet you taste?” He says unbuckling his belt.

“I do. I bet you're just as sweet.” You flirt while sticking your hand in his briefs to get a feel of him.

You can tell he’s surprised by how forward you’re being.

“Let me take these off for you.” He says freeing his hard member from his briefs.

You weren’t even shocked by how perfect his dick was. He was so hard that it was oozing pre cum. You get on your knees in front of him, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. You run your thumb over the tip making him quiver. You spit in your hand and start stroking his cock. He stares down at you, biting his lip. He was holding back his moans. Seeing him like this turned you on so much. You open your mouth and slowly slide all 8 inches down your throat.

“Ah, fuck.” He throws his head back as you keep him down your throat. You wanted to show him you were skilled too.

You start bobbing your head, not caring that his dick was hitting the back of your throat. He pulls your thick hair back so he can get a clear view of you taking him so well. You had saliva dripping out of the sides of your mouth as you pleased him. He couldn’t believe you gave sloppy wet head like this.

“Oh my god, juuuuussstt like that, baby.” He moans as he pushes your head all the way down on him. Once you start to gag, he slowly pulls you off. You catch your breath and wipe your mouth.

“If you keep going, I’ll cum.” He says catching his breath as well. You both exchange a small laugh. You both take off the rest of your clothes and start making out on the couch.

His hands explore your body once again. He lays you down on your back, pushing your legs apart as he gets in between them. He lines up at your entrance and slowly pushes into you. You moan from the feeling of him stretching you out.

“Baby, you’re so tight.” He groans as he feels your walls around him.

“It’s been a while…” you say in between moans.

He shifts to his knees and says, “I know what you mean. It’s been a minute for me too but I’ll take care of you.” He starts to rub your clit with his thumb as he slowly pressed into you. Your eyes roll to the back of your skull as he slides all the way in. “Ooooo, that’s my girl.” He praises you as he grinds into you deeper.

You couldn’t help but smile and moan as you took his dick. His hands swiftly move to your waist to pull you into him when he thrusted. Your tits bounced with every thrust. The way you were looking at him made him want to rail you but he was trying his best to restrain himself.

“You wanna rail me?” You ask in between moans.

“Yea, so fucking bad.” He murmurs under his breath. It was almost as if you read his mind.

“Yea? Show me.”

He suddenly grabs both your legs and pushes them up to your ears, putting you into a mating press. A throaty moan falls from your lips as he pounds into you.

“Keeiiigooo!!! Fuck!!” You borderline yell. Your nails dig into his thighs as the tip of his dick kisses your g spot. He hisses as you scratch him but he wants to make you squirm.

“You wanted to see, right? Here it is, baby.” He says directly in your ear. He was not holding back on you and you didn’t want him to. You couldn’t believe you were letting the President of Japan’s HPSC fuck you raw. The feeling of your pussy sucking him in was getting to him. He suddenly pulls out and lets out a throaty moan.

“Your pussy is too good. I almost came again.” He confesses.

Is it bad that you want him to come inside you? You have a thing for creampies but is that something you want him to know? I mean he’s already been balls deep in you…might as well.

“You can cum inside of me…if you want…” you say quietly.

“Fuuuuck, really? I’m gonna fill you up then.” He says while adjusting you to lay on your side, resting both your legs on top of each other. You look up at him and say, “Is this how you want me?”

He lets out a “Mhmm…” as he grabs the plump of your ass. He turns his hips just right so he can reach the deepest parts of you. He grabs your ass and thighs to anchor himself as he slides in. He was taking his time at this point, thrusting into you hard and slow. Every thrust was met with a glottal moan from you. You could feel him in your stomach. He looked so alluring from this angle. His chiseled torso and pecks glistened from sweat. You rub your hand down his torso and look up at him with pleading eyes as you moan, “Mnh- you feel sooo good.”

He bends down, placing his hands on each side of your head. “You like that, don't you?” His hot breath fanned against you making you shudder. His pace started to pick up, making it hard for you to answer.

“Come on? Tell me how much you like it, pretty?” His hips crash into yours at a rapid rate. He was overwhelming you with his cock, fucking you absolutley stupid. You grip your nails in the sofa cushion, hoping it would give some sort of stability. The sound of your ass clapping against his hips filled the room. The only thing you could voice to him were inaudible moans.

“Mmmnnnhh, Look at that pussy grabbing onto me, shit! I know you love it, you’re taking me so well.” he says right in your ear. Those words sent you right over the edge. Your breath hitches in your throat as your walls clench around him. Your toes began to curl as you let out a string of moans. You immediately started cumming with no warning. Keigo’s mouth falls into an “o” shape as he feels your walls pulsate around him. He thrusts a few more times making sure he's deep in you as he reaches his orgasm.

“Ugh fuck! I'm cumming too, baby.” he says through his clenched teeth.

Moans flow from both your mouths as he covers your walls with his cum. He puts his full weight on you and wraps you in his arms as you both come down together.

“You okay, Y/N? I went kinda hard on you.” He says out of breath. He slowly slides his cock out of you, causing his cum to leak out of you. He gets up to get you a towel from the bathroom.

“You did but I definitely asked for it.” You go from laying on your side to your back.

“Yea? I’ve been wanting to give it to you for a while now.” He says with a slight laugh. He comes back holding a few wash cloths: two wet, two dry. He hands you a wet one and a dry one. You place the cloth between your legs, ensuring nothing leaks out.

“How long have you wanted to ‘give it to me’ exactly?” You furrow your brows and pout your lips as you watch him clean himself and put on his briefs.

He lets out a chuckle and says, “At first glance I thought, man, she’s cute. By week 2, I couldn’t get you out of my head.” He lifts you off the couch in one swift motion, carrying you princess style. “I’m so glad I ran into you tonight, gorgeous. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

WOOOOOAHHHH, I shocked myself with this one 😂 I plan on continuing this little mini series but I have a few other requests to get started on so enjoy this for now!! Happy reading!!!

Part 3 is up!!

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[handsoffmyscarfsherlock]

Featherlight Flirtations

hawks x reader

Summary: A chance encounter with Pro Hero Hawks turns into relentless flirting, playful chaos, and a growing attraction that’s impossible to ignore.

Warnings: None!

You were having a great morning. Fresh air, a light workload, and—most importantly—a perfect cup of coffee.

Then, suddenly, he happened.

A blur of red and gold collided with you, and before you could react, hot coffee drenched your shirt. The hot coffee begins to heat your front, feeling similar to the embarrassing flush crawling up your neck and face. 

“Oh—shit, sorry! Didn’t see ya there.”

You barely had time to process the words before looking up, way up, into a pair of golden eyes, partially obscured by red-tinted sunglasses. Hawks. 

“Oh my god,” you breathed, not believing who stood in front of you. 

He smirked. “You a fan?”

“No,” you deadpanned, peeling your soaked shirt away from your skin. “I just say that whenever I get second-degree burns.”

Hawks winced. “Yeah, fair. Here, let me—” A feather plucked a wad of napkins from a nearby table and zipped them toward you before you could protest.

You snatched them from the air, dabbing at your shirt. “Thanks, but I think the damage is done.”

“At least let me make it up to you,” he offered. “New coffee? Dry-cleaning bill? Dinner?” He grinned. “Autograph?”

You rolled your eyes. “I’ll take the coffee.”

“Deal.”

And that was how you found yourself sitting at a café table with Pro Hero Hawks, sipping a fresh latte while he shamelessly flirted with you.

“So,” he mused, golden eyes locked on yours, “is this the part where you forgive me?”

“For scalding me with hot coffee?” You scoff. 

“Exactly.” He grinned. “I feel awful, really. Ruined your morning. Drenched your shirt. Completely wrecked your trust in pro heroes.”

You huffed in slight annoyance. “I’ll survive.”

“But will our relationship?” He sighed dramatically. “It was love at first spill, and now you’re acting all cold.”

You nearly choked on your drink. “Love at first—? Oh my god.”

Hawks smirked. “What? You don’t believe in fate?”

“Not when it involves coffee casualties.”

“C’mon,” he drawled, propping his chin in his hand. “There’s something poetic about it. A hero crashes into a beautiful stranger, drenches her in caffeine, then sweeps her off her feet—”

“—buys her a replacement coffee,” you corrected, “because he has a guilty conscience.”

“Guilty? Who, me?” He pressed a hand to his chest in mock offense. “Nah. I just wanted an excuse to sit across from a pretty girl.”

Heat crept up your neck. “You are unbelievable.”

“I’ve heard worse.” He leaned forward, voice dropping into something lower, smoother. “So, tell me, Coffee Girl—what do I gotta do to make this up to you?”

His voice curled around your spine, and you knew he was enjoying watching you squirm.

You swirled your coffee lazily, fighting a smirk. “You could start by promising not to bowl me over in the street again.”

Hawks hummed, tilting his head. “That’s a tough one. What if it’s just fate trying to push us together?”

You smirked. “Fate’s pushy.”

“I prefer persistent.” His foot nudged yours under the table, feather-light but deliberate. “What about dinner? That enough to get me back in your good graces?”

“Tempting,” you admitted, enjoying the game now. “But who says you deserve redemption?”

His eyes gleamed. “Guess I’ll just have to prove myself, huh?”

And judging by the way he was looking at you, like a challenge he fully intended to win, you had no doubt he would try.

Days later, while walking home at night, you heard an all-too-familiar sound:

“Hey, sweetheart.”

You sighed. Why is it always alleys?

Three men stepped into your path, grinning like they had the upper hand. The way they stood made a chill rush up your spine, holding themselves like predators. Ready to attack at a moment's notice. 

You squared your shoulders. “Not interested.”

One of them chuckled. “C’mon, don’t be like that.”

You were this close to just kicking the guy in the shin when—

“Y’know,” a familiar voice chimed, “she said she’s not interested.”

Red wings cast a shadow overhead before Hawks landed in front of you, arms crossed, smirking. Immediately, your eyes roll in annoyance, gazing upon your savior. 

The thugs froze, staring at his giant wings, looking him up and down. 

You blinked. “Seriously? You again?”

Hawks glanced at you. “Oh hey, Coffee Girl.” Then he turned to the thugs. “I’d run if I were you.”

They bolted. 

You exhaled. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“Yeah, but then I wouldn’t have an excuse to see you again.” His eyes wander for a moment to take you in. A part of you would say he’s checking to make sure you’re ok, however, you genuinely suspect he’s admiring other things. 

You gave him a look. “You could’ve just asked for my number.”

Hawks grinned. “You sayin’ I’m not normal?”

“You’re wearing aviators at night.”

“Touché.”

He offered you his arm. “C’mon, I’ll fly you home.”

Flying with Hawks was… an experience.

You clung to him as he soared over the city, arms locked around his neck, legs wrapped around his waist because, obviously, there were no seatbelts in midair.

“Y’know,” he mused, voice dripping with amusement, “for someone who plays it cool, you’re really holding on tight.”

You shot him a glare. “Because I don’t have wings, Hawks.”

His grin widened. “Nah, but you do have me.”

Your stomach flipped, partly from his words, partly from the fact that he tilted you slightly mid-flight just to mess with you.

You tightened your grip. “I swear to God—”

“Relax,” he laughed. “I’d never drop you.”

His arm shifted beneath you, adjusting your position against him, and that’s when you felt it.

A hand. Lower than necessary.

Your eyes snapped to his face. “Excuse me?”

Hawks gave you his most innocent smile. “Somethin’ wrong?”

Your grip on his jacket tightened. “Your hand is a little low.”

He tilted his head, feigning confusion. “Is it?”

“Hawks.”

His smirk deepened. “Just making sure you’re secure, sweetheart.”

You glared. “If you don’t move your hand, I will jump.”

He snorted. “Babe, the only way you’re getting outta my arms right now—” he suddenly let go with one hand, leaving you dangling slightly, your stomach plummeting—“is if I drop you.”

A startled shriek ripped from your throat. “HAWKS!”

He immediately caught you again, laughing so hard his wings shook. “Oh man, that was cute.”

Your heart was about to beat out of your chest. “I hate you.”

“No, you don’t.” He smirked, holding you a little closer now, his arms firm around you. “You trust me.”

You wanted to argue. You really did. But the way he was holding you—solid, secure, safe—had you biting your tongue.

You exhaled, grumbling. “Next time, I’m taking a taxi.”

“Sure you are,” he teased, nuzzling into your hair for just a second before tilting his head down, voice softer now. “You doin’ okay?”

You hesitated—because yeah, he was a menace, but he was also making sure you were comfortable.

“…Yeah,” you admitted, relaxing just slightly.

Hawks grinned. “Told ya.”

His arms shifted again, adjusting your weight just right as his wings curved to slow your descent.

“Hold on tight, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice dipping into something low and smooth. “Landing’s the best part.”

You swore he meant more than just the flight.

You landed safely, and Hawks set you down on your balcony.

“Well,” he said, stuffing his hands in his pockets, “guess I should go before you call the cops on me.”

You smirked. “I’d need your number for that.”

His grin widened. “Now we’re talkin’.”

And just like that, Hawks had your number.

Finally, you were home. Entering in from your balcony, you flop onto your couch. You start scrolling mindlessly through your phone when it vibrates in your hand.

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Hey, Coffee Girl. What’s up?

A smirk tugged at your lips. You should’ve known he wouldn’t wait long to text you.

You: Trying to forget that nickname.

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): No can do. It’s yours now.

You rolled your eyes, but your stomach still did that annoying little flip.

You: Rude.

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Hey, I could’ve called you “Screams-Like-a-Baby-When-Dropped Girl.”

Your jaw dropped.

You: EXCUSE ME??

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Oh, I didn’t stutter.

You grabbed a couch pillow and launched it across the room like it was somehow his face.

You: First of all, you LITERALLY let me go midair. Second, I didn’t scream like a baby.

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Babe, you made dolphin noises.

Heat rushed to your face.

You: I hope you trip over your own wings.

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Wow. That’s cold.

You chewed your lip, debating if you should keep the conversation going. It was probably smarter to stop engaging with him, but… you didn’t want to stop.

You hesitated before typing:

You: Why are you even texting me, Birdbrain? Don’t you have hero things to do?

His reply came immediately.

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Maybe this IS hero work. Maybe I’m saving you from a lonely, boring night.

You huffed, but the warmth creeping up your neck was undeniable.

You: So you’re saying I’m pathetic?

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Nah. Just saying your night got a whole lot better since I texted.

You should have called him out on his ego. You should have shut this whole thing down.

Instead, you typed:

You: You’re awfully confident for a guy who got rejected for dinner…

For a second, no reply came.

Then—

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Wait.

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Hold up.

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Are you saying if I asked AGAIN, you’d say yes?

Your lips twitched.

You: I don’t know. Are you gonna drop me out of the sky again?

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Hmmm. Maybe. Guess you’ll just have to trust me.

Your stomach did that thing again. The annoying thing.

You sighed, shaking your head. You were so screwed.

You: Fine. One dinner.

You barely had time to process what you’d done before your phone buzzed again.

Hawks (aka Best Hero Ever): Hope you don’t regret that, sweetheart.

You groaned, flopping back against the couch. You already did.

After that wild ride of a text conversation, a cold shower was calling your name. You were back in business in your comfiest outfit, AKA an oversized Hawks T-shirt that was way too big to be anything but pure comfort. You weren’t proud of it, but it was soft, damn it. And maybe, just maybe, a part of you found it a little funny to be wearing his logo after the coffee fiasco. You would never admit that you admired the winged hero, long before you had actually met him. 

You had just finished brushing your teeth when you heard the tap, tap, tap on your window.

You froze.

There is no way.

Slowly, you turned your head, and sure enough—there he was.

Hawks stood outside your balcony, smirking, golden eyes glinting through his red-tinted glasses. His wings shifted lazily behind him, catching the city lights like molten fire.

You groaned, pressing a hand to your forehead. “Good god, how many times do I have to see you in a day?”

He grinned. “What can I say? You’re my favorite part of it.”

You gaped at him, heat creeping up your neck. Shameless. He was completely shameless.

Then, as if the universe despised you, a gust of wind breezed through your apartment, ruffling the oversized T-shirt you were wearing.

Your Hawks T-shirt.

The realization hit instantly.

His gaze locked onto the bold golden logo emblazoned across your chest. His smirk curled into something positively wicked.

“Oh,” he drawled, stepping through the balcony door like he owned the place. “Now, this is interesting.”

You instinctively yanked the hem down, trying to also cover the fact that you only had panties on underneath it. “It was on sale!”

Hawks hummed, pretending to consider. “Mmm. That’s one theory.” He took another slow step forward. “Or maybe…” His fingers grazed the fabric at your hip, teasing. “You just wanted to feel close to me.”

Your stomach flipped. “You are insufferable.”

“And yet…” His hand trailed up the side of your waist, bunching the fabric ever so slightly. His smirk deepened. “You’re still wearing my name to bed.”

Your breath hitched. He was so close now, heat radiating off him in waves.

“Didn’t say when.”

You blinked. “What?”

His eyes flickered with mischief. “Dinner.” He leaned in, his lips brushing your ear. “I never said when I was taking you out.”

A full-body shiver wracked through you. His voice was too smooth, too warm, wrapping around you like silk.

You swallowed. “I—I need you to leave.”

He chuckled, fingers toying with the hem of your shirt. “Are you sure?”

No. Absolutely not.

“Positive,” you lied.

Hawks grinned, then—just as quickly as he had stepped in—he backed off, making his way toward the balcony.

“Alright, alright,” he sighed, stretching. “I’ll let you off easy this time.”

Then he turned back one last time, flashing you a smirk over his shoulder.

“But don’t think I didn’t notice…” His voice dropped to a husky murmur. “That’s definitely not the only thing you’ve thought about wearing for me.”

And with that, the bastard winked at you. He winked like he hadn’t just sent your brain into a full meltdown.

Then, he was gone.

You exhaled, knees buckling, hands shaking, heart pounding.

You were so, so doomed.

[sluxt444]

Whats it like dating Kiego T. (HC)

• had a player arc but ended it bc he met u

• he’s still playfully flirtatious with others and when you address it he says ‘it’s just my personality’

• either you put up with his shit or y’all can be on and off, because either way he’s not leaving you alone

• definitely will try and gaslight you like ‘oh you need me’ but deep down he needs your loving more than anything

• completely obsessed with you

• leaves you with a feather until he loses them all

• will make loads of sexual jokes

• matches your energy

• he’s good at picking up on things, so he can tell when you’re upset but won’t pry you to talk about

• will express himself if you bring it up, other than that he doesn’t really care

• protective in a laid back way, will kiss you infront of his opponent’s

• yellow flag

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

My friend brought this back do Japan for me and I am screeching!!!!!

This friend knows of my fanfic passion and took it upon themselves to haul this back from Japan as a special gift 🥹 I’m shook fam

[poundcakecrm]

[basicbkdk]

I love unique mha ship names. Like yes bkdk will be the be all, end all, BUT-

Frecklebomb for bkdk

&

HOTWINGS for dabihawks? Like cmon.

What are other ones I don’t know about!! I must know moree

[kaycode1999]

I don’t know if it’s been said before but Hawks is majorly protective of his significant other and their kids if they have any. Like legit if anyone so much as looks at them the wrong way he straight up goes into the taken monologue.

And if a villain does somehow kidnap and/or threaten Hawks’ significant other or their kid(s)…. God help them, because they’ll never find the body

[tenderandmild]

Happy maid day!!

Someone needs to fire his ass from the maid cafe!! He’s eating all the chicken

[shockbattt]

Drew the evil bird man!

And Without goggles!

[seiko-e]

GREETINGS!! BORED POET HERE AND SINCE I REACHED MY GOAL OF 20 LIKES, IM GOING TO BE CREATING A NEW SCENARIO

*you are now a tsundere congratulations 👏

On your desk are your work papers, pens, pencils, mug and a happy face of him smiling happily like a golden retriever.

"why are you here again?" You asked, only for him to reply "to see you" with the same smiling face, ignoring him only just made things worse...for you.

"hey,heyheyheyheyheyheyhey y/n -chan, dont ignore meee" he pouts

Still ignoring him as you continue your work, that's when he loses his patience and starts to lift you up and sit you in his lap, arms resting on the side of your hips, head resting on your shoulders

You can feel his breath as you try to focus.

"y/n-chan~~ its quiet no?, plus we're the only ones here, you wouldn't mind if you... Be𝗰𝘂𝗺 a little opera singer, right~?" A shiver crawled down your spine after hearing those whispers of words from him to your ear

He leans in to your red ears once again and...

You bonk your head with his, make your escape, and run away as fast as you can

While he just sat there, touching his forehead chuckling

[nakidoriii]

See you later, Mr. President (part 4)

Hawks X Reader Mini Series

FIND PARTS 1-3 HERE

Warnings: Adult themes, Smut and Anxiety, || MDNI

**cliff hanger at the end**

This morning was like any other morning. You did your normal commute to work. The weather was exceptionally nice, cherry blossoms in full bloom. You greeted the people you work beside, as you typically do. You open your office door to reveal a custom arrangement of cymbidium orchids, calla lilies and hydrangeas sitting on your desk.

“This has to be a mistake…” You mumble to yourself as you set your bags down.

The bouquet was so gorgeous that you were afraid to touch it. The flowers were in a circular shaped vase. You notice a note sticking out from the middle of the arrangement.

‘For my pretty girl’

Blood rushes to your face as you realize that Keigo bought you this expensive arrangement of flowers. What’s the occasion for? More importantly, why would he do this at work? You put the note on your desk and march up to his office. His receptionist wasn’t there yet so you knocked on his office door.

“Hey Gorgeous.” Keigo says in his usual playful tone.

You push him into the office and close the door behind you. You stand in front of him with your arms crossed.

“What?” He says clueless as to why you seem upset with him.

You shake your head in disappointment and ask, “Why did you send an expensive bouquet of flowers to my OFFICE?”

This question somehow led to Kiego fucking you up against the wall. He held you up by your thighs as he thrusted into you. He licks up the side of your neck, right before he says, “You’ve been mine for a whole month now, sweetheart” in your ear.

That’s why he sent the flowers, you guys have been seeing each other for a month as of today. I guess that also explains why he felt the need to fuck you senseless in his office. You thought it was sweet he remembered something so small like that. It really shows you that he wants to be more than just fuck buddies. He carries you over to his desk and lays your back down on the cold wood. He thrusts deep and slow to avoid the sound of your ass clapping.

“You’re taking me so well, Y/N. You’re so good to me.” He added in a low whisper.

You could tell he was close and so were you. His fingers pressed into your waist as he pulled you on his dick. His pace began to pick up and he didn’t care about being quiet at this moment. His dick was slipping in and out of you until he filled you with his thick load. You both curse under your breath as he pulls out.

“I know you didn’t cum. I’ll take care of you after work.” He says as he slides out of you.” “Stay right there.”

He walks over to the bathroom that’s in his office and grabs paper towels to wipe up his mess. You both get yourselves together quickly.

“I think it’s sweet you remembered the day.” You say while fixing your dress.

“Someone needed to. You didn’t.” He teases.

“Because I didn’t think you saw our relationship like that.” You rebuttal.

“Oh please, you know exactly how I feel about you, Y/N. One of the first things I said to you that night at the bar was, ‘you look like my girlfriend.’ I’m not here to waste your time.” He says with a stern voice.

He's not wrong. He’s been an open book about his feelings and he keeps applying the pressure. This whole month, he’s been sending you small gifts and love letters since you two can’t be seen in public.

“I know, I’m sorry. I guess I’m just in shock from how forward you’re being. Like I said, it’s been awhile since I’ve dated or been interested in anyone. And besides, you know I’m not staying in Japan long. Why are you putting so much into this short term thing?” You finally address the elephant in the room.

He kisses your forehead and says, “Because I’m an optimistic guy.” He smiles at you when he sees your face is completely straight because he did not answer your question in the slightest. You knew he was being honest though.

You hit his shoulder and say, “I should get back to my office, Mr. President.”

“One more thing. I want you to come over tonight.” He says leaning back against his desk.

You had never been to his place before. You always wondered what it looked like. Does he have an apartment or a house? Any pets? You can get a good sense of who he is by how he lives.

“Text me your address and what time. I’ll see you later, Mr. President.” You say with a slight smirk on your face.

Once you leave the office, Keigo lets out a, “yes!” under his breath. He honestly didn’t know how that was going to go. He had never sent you an expensive gift in public like that. He knew you’d be mad at first but he also knew he could calm you down. He loved that you were fiery and that you had no problem setting him straight. The thing he loved the most is the contrast from you at work and you outside of work. At work, you’re the textbook definition of professional. You’re hard working, smart, and a great leader that always dressed the part. Well, you teetered on the line of dressing appropriately sometimes. You’d wear these tight clothes that Keigo would often think about you in. Which is why he wanted to see you outside of work. He wants to see more of the real you.

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“Those flowers are lovely, Y/N. You got a secret admirer?” your coworker asks as you carry the bouquet out of your office.

“No, haha. The company I work for sent them to me for doing a good job.” You lie.

“Awe, they care so much. How lovely. Let me get the door for you.” He says as he opens the front door for you to head out.

“Thank you so much. Have a good night. Mata ashita (see you tomorrow).” You stand on the side of the road waiting for the taxi you called not too long ago.

You start to ponder on what you’re gonna wear for your date tonight with the President. Something sexy or something chill? You know that he loves the way you dress. He’s admitted it a few times during sex.

“Keep the dress on, I want to fuck you in it.”

You start to get wet thinking about the filthy things he’s said to you. You can't deny the fact that you adore the way he speaks to you. You’re like putty in his hands if he says the right things to you and he always does. You get into your taxi and head to the hotel you call home. Your phone vibrates in your hand.

Mr. President: Here’s my address. You’re welcome to come over at 20:00. Wear something pretty for me.

Just reading that text message makes you blush. You really like Keigo but you hate the cards you were dealt. You wish that you didn’t have to sacrifice anything to be with him. He’s been pouring so much affection into you and this situationship. The least you could do is show him who you are outside of work.

“Tōchaku shimashita (we have arrived).” The driver says, pulling me out of contemplation.

“Arigatou Gozaimasu.” You say as you get out of the taxi.

You hurry up to your hotel room, taking off your shoes the moment you get in the room. You place the vase of flowers on your desk and start changing your clothes. You had picked out a cheetah print maxi skirt that hugged your curves perfectly. For your top, you chose a black low cut halter top that hugged your waist. Your body was on display in this outfit even though you were mostly covered. You only have about an hour and a half to get ready. You turn on your favorite album, to get yourself in the right headspace. As you’re getting ready, your best friend from home calls you. You grab your laptop and bring it into the bathroom as you accept the call.

“Mira!! Hi my love, how are you!!” you exclaim as you fix your makeup in the mirror.

“I’m doing good! I miss you so much, it’s unreal.” She whines.

Mirlande (Mira) had been your best friend since you were in grade school. She was more like a sister than a friend though. You two practically lived at each other's houses growing up. Your families were similar in every way: they were from the same island so it was the same culture. It was so nice having her when your family moved to America.

“I miss you so much, girl. It’s been crazy being apart from you for so long.” You stop doing your makeup and get a good look at her.

She smiles at you and says, “Getting ready to see Mr. President?”

You scoff and say “How’d you know?”

“Look at what you're wearing, you’re looking extra slutty!! The man is already down bad for you.” Mira screams.

You start laughing and say, “Good, Right where I want his ass.”

You and Mira catch up as you finish getting ready. You show her the vase of flowers he got for you and she tells you about her situationships. Once you check the time, you realize you're running late.

“Ahhh, Mira I gotta go!! I’m late as fuck. I was supposed to leave 20 minutes ago.” You whine as you grab your black leather jacket, purse and slip on your open toe black kitten heels.

“Okay, love you! Tell me how it goes. Get some dick for the both of us!!” She says before ending the call.

You laugh and roll your eyes at her statement. You quickly spray yourself with your signature scent and scurry down to the lobby. Your phone begins to ring, and of course it’s Keigo.

You answer the phone and say, “Hey.”

“Hey, have you left yet?” He asks.

“No, my taxi should be here in 5 minutes though. I’m running a few minutes late. So sorry. ”

“Don’t apologize, sweetheart. Cancel the taxi. I sent a driver for you. She should be pulling up right now.”

Just as he said, a black vehicle parks right in front of the hotel. The driver gets out and holds up a sign with your name.

“Yes, I see her. Walking over to her now.” You are completely shocked as you walk towards the car. You speak the little Japanese that you know to inform her that you’re the person she is picking up. She opens the door for you and you get into the car.

“You in?” Keigo asks.

“Yes, thank you for this. You really didn't need to go through the trouble.” You express.

“Don’t give me that, Y/N. Anything I do for you causes me no trouble. I can't take you anywhere in public right now so I will make this as extravagant as I can. I’ll see you soon, okay?” He says in an alluring voice.

“Thank you, baby.” You heard his breath hitch over the phone as he heard those sweet words fall from your lips. This was the first time you addressed Keigo in an informal way…outside of sex. You smile knowing that he’s probably a blushing mess.

“Anything for you.” He says softly.

You hang up the phone and calm your nerves the whole ride to his house. You weren’t nervous at all. If anything you were smitten by him. Your heart began to beat harder the closer you got. You placed your hand on your chest and took a deep breath as you pulled into his property. You saw him standing out by his front door wearing a black knit collared shirt and khaki trousers. He walks up to the car door and opens it. You get out of the car, not breaking eye contact with him. He places his hand on the small of your back as he whispers, “hi pretty” in your ear. You smile and say “hi” back. He closes the car door and waves at the driver as she pulls out from the driveway.

“Thank you for having me.” You say as he walks you to the front door.

“The pleasure is all mine.” He says as he opens the door for you.

His place is exactly as you thought it would be. Beautiful high ceilings with a lot of space. The living room had wood paneling behind the mounted tv aligned with a wall of windows with a gorgeous view. The sectional was low to the ground and sat up against the wall of windows. You could tell his home was decorated with intention. (Picture)

“Your home is so nice. I really love how it’s decorated.” You say slipping off your heels.

“Thanks. I hired an interior designer because I’ve never decorated a home before. She made me take a bunch of quizzes and this is what she came up with.” He says walking into his living room. He turns towards you and says, “I’ll give you a tour later.”

You walk over to him and wrap your arms around his neck. Your breasts pressed against his chest as you closed the gap between the two of you. He can’t help but to lightly blush at how forward you were being. He rests his hands on your lower back and butt. You get goosebumps at his touch, causing you to giggle. You smile and say “Can’t wait.”

Keigo couldn’t believe you were willingly in his arms right now. Getting you to cooperate felt like pulling teeth to him. For the first time, he feels like he’s getting to know the real you and not the work version of you.

“I think it’s time I show you what I planned.” He says while kissing your arm. He takes your hand and walks you over to his kitchen. He quickly gets behind you and covers your eyes with his hands.

“Get ready for an amazing, authentic, delicious, experience, Y/N.” He says dramatically.

He uncovers your eyes to reveal an at home yakiniku set up. You gasp, look back at him and say, “Yakiniku!!! How did you know I wanted to try this?”

“Just a hunch.” He says with a slick smile. It wasn’t just a hunch, it was a lot more than just a hutch. Even though Keigo doesn’t have his feathers anymore, that doesn’t mean his nasty habit of eavesdropping is gone. He still has insanely sharp eyes and ears, even after the war.

“Hmm, Is it the same hutch you developed while doing spy work?” You say knowing he definitely eavesdropped on a conversation you had at work.

“Yea, you could say that.” He says knowing he can’t hide anything past you. He knew you were just as smart as him, maybe even more intelligent than him.

He pulls out a barstool from his kitchen island for you to take a seat. The set up was actually really cute. It was a tiny counter grill surrounded by different plated meats, marinades, and sauces. He even had a few veggies chopped and sliced to be grilled as well. He plugs the grill in and turns it on to make sure it’s hot. You take a seat and watch him move around his kitchen.

“What would you like to drink? I have wine, sake, tea, really anything.” He says as he grabs a beer for himself.

“Do people usually drink beer with yakiniku?” you ask.

“Yea but you don’t have to.” He says knowing that you are not a fan of beer.

“I’ll have a beer. I’ll try it!” You say optimistically.

He grabs you a beer from the fridge and comes to sit next to you. He opens the beer and hands it to you and says, “If you don’t like it, I’ll finish it.”

You take the bottle and agree. Keigo starts telling you the name of all the meats and sauces. You wanted to start off with some veggies, pork belly, yakitori, and thin sliced beef. You grab the tongs and start helping him add the meats to the grill. You could tell from the smell that the meat was marinated beforehand. As you wait for the meat to cook, you and Keigo start talking about quirks. Kiego wanted to know if you had one but never found the right time to ask.

“Do you have a quirk?” He straight up asks.

You raise your eyebrows and take a sip of the beer you’re struggling to get through. Keigo laughs and says, “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to and you also don't need to drink that beer, Y/N.”

“I’ll tell you, it’s nothing flashy. I have a really high IQ, that’s pretty much it.” You say ignoring his beer statement.

“That explains why I can’t get anything past you. Beauty and brains, huh?” He says while getting up and pouring a cup of Umeshu, knowing that’s what you prefer.

You slightly blush as he compliments you and pours you a glass of your favorite wine that he conveniently had on hand. You take the meat off the grill and take the wine from him. He takes your beer and puts it next to his. You thank him once again for the food and start eating together. He places more meat on the grill as you two drink, eat, and get to know each other. The conversation is going great, you feel completely at ease with him at this moment.

*BZZZZ*

Both your phones go off, simultaneously. You both ignore them and continue the conversation.

*BZZZZ*

Once again, both phones go off. You stare at each other and agree to answer them. You grab your phone and step into the bathroom. He grabs his phone and goes into his living room. You see that it’s your best friend, Mira, calling you.

“Are you okay?” You say answering the phone.

“Yea I am. Are you sitting down? You need to sit down, Y/N.” She said in a panic.

You take a seat on the closed toilet and say, “I’m sitting. What’s going on?”

“Go look at what I texted you.”

You put her on speaker and quickly navigate to your messages with her. It’s video footage that’s clearly pulled from a surveillance camera in an elevator. You click play and see Keigo walking in the elevator. Your heart starts pounding in your chest as you realize where this is from. Your stomach began to twist in knots as you saw yourself walk into the elevator. You were frozen in place as you continued watching the footage. Someone leaked the footage of the President making out with you, put it on the internet AND IT’S GOING VIRAL.

Yall….. what can I say I LOVE a cliff hanger. I feel bad because Keigo is just trying to get to know you and now he has pulled you into this mess. Anywayyyyy, how are we liking it????? Heheheh

Stay tuned for part 5! Things really about to pop off.

Do not steal or alter any of my writings ©️

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MHA WALLPAPER ♥️

also sorry for not posting in a hot minute, but my favorite character list for mha is now Deku for #1 (still), Hawks #2 (unironically), Bakugo #3, Kirishima #4, Denki #5, Toga #6, Jirou #7, Momo #8, and Todoroki #9

(sorry for the long-ass mha dump)

(edit:) HOLY CRAP HOW DID THIS GET SO MANY SAVES SO FAST

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Headlock

Kiego T. X Reader

Angst?? No comfort?

backstory..

you and him had an on and off relationship where he’d always go back to his ex or just leave you when things get tough, but you’ve grown attached to him. And yeah!! Enjoy🙏

You and Hawks never had a perfect relationship or a relationship to begin with, i’d call it a situationship, in a way. and that situationship would leave you with a ‘mark.’ people noticed it.

Being friends with Mirko who he used to mess around with, longer than you two even lasted and yet she’s over him and here you are, hoping you’d still see him time to time.

And sometimes you would, but it was no happy meet and greet, he had a new girlfriend. you tried to tell yourself you had no hope, there was no chance of getting back with him.

which, was the truth. you and him aren’t getting back together, half of you knew it, but the other half just didn’t want to accept it. You know you’re better than this, yet you’re so drawn to him??

Whenever he saw you, he’d look at you, just a blank stare. Random glances time to time it’s so awkward. Like that time you were hanging out with Nemuri (Midnight) and you saw him, you really saw him!!

it was the first time you saw him since your breakup (which was his fault). And it was Nemuri who pointed him out before you did, a simple

“Ouh! is that Kiego..?” You instantly turned your head towards the direction she was looking at, the red wings, the hair, his signature smile. That was him. And you felt your heart drop.

He has your heart in a headlock, and you felt like you can’t move on, it feels like you’re cheating on him..

“I can’t move on Rumi.” You sighed “I feel guilty.” the look of defeat taken over on your face and she just looked at you with the most pity “Y/N. you’re way better than this. you know you’re better than this.” She said and smiled at you “Everyone takes time!!”

”you know you’re better than this” is what everyone tells you. But are you? He ruined you.

Yet you still love him, is it masochism? Do you want him to ruin you again??? Maybe he’s changed.

Doesn’t matter, you can’t talk to him, you can’t find out.

You’re fighting to get your heart out that headlock