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lou-struck · 2 years ago

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It Goes Both Ways

Keigo Takami x reader

~ Keigo swears he never gets sick. But when he comes home from patrol with a bit more than a sniffle you call him out.

WC: 1.6K

Warnings: Keigo not being good at accepting help from others, feelings, a few tears, happy ending, sickness.

~This is one of the requested prompts for My Emoticon Expression’s Event; check out the masterlist On my welcome page.

For a hero known for his speed, Keigo is certainly running late today.

Him being a few minutes late usually wouldn't bother you, but with date night reservations just over an hour away, you hope he hurries up. After all, you know how much time he takes getting ready in the bathroom.

Tonight's date, in particular, is very special; the two of you signed up for a private cooking class with a Michelin star chef Keigo has been gushing about for months. Every time he mentions eating at her restaurant, his wings flap in anticipation at the chance to try her food once again.

He's not the only one excited; after binge-watching a few of her cooking shows, you can hardly wait for this very tasty date night.

There hasn't been anything crazy today on the news, so you are wondering why it is taking him so long to get home, especially since he has been nonstop talking about the lesson all week long. Honestly, if he calls you a Poussin (a young chicken) one more time, you might make him sleep on the couch tonight.

You pace back and forth in your shared apartment, occasionally glancing out the window for any sign of the Red-Winged Hero. Finding only the familiar sight of the cars below stuck in the usual rush hour traffic.

Your phone buzzes on the coffee table behind you with a message from him

Sorry I'm running a bit behind schedule today, Angel; it's been a weird day. I'll be home in just a few. Can't wait to make something tasty with you <3

His cheesy message makes you smile, but you hate it when he texts and flies; you'll have to scold him about it once he has his feet on solid ground.

Turning your attention back to the window, you spot a blur of red swooping toward the balcony. Keigo's wings outstretched, getting closer and closer to you. Suddenly his whole body seems to jerk roughly to the side in mid-air, almost crashing into your freshly cleaned windows.

You'd laugh if you weren't so worried about him.

He lands safely on the terrace, and you breathe a sigh of relief. He moves slowly towards the door, moving as if every one of his muscles is sore and knotted.

You watch him push open the double doors, stopping in his tracks when he notices you watching him. An embarrassed look on his handsome face. "Heh, you uh saw that. Didn't you?"

"I did," you nod, "what happened on that landing? You ask, stepping a bit closer to him, Keigo may be one of the most beautiful people you know, but you can safely say that today he looks rough…

His fair skin looks visibly paler, and his unusually droopy eyes are empathized by some very dark circles you don't remember seeing this morning. Paring all that with slight shivering, he desperately is trying to hide you come to one conclusion.

Keigo is sick…

He laughs off your concerns; the sound sounds much more stuffy than usual. "Allergies, all this pollen in the air makes me sneeze. One second I'm great, and the next, I throw myself off course. You know how sensitive these wings can be."

"So it's just the pollen?" you ask skeptically. "You don't look too good."

"Ouch," he winces playfully, his golden gaze looking just a bit foggy as he winks at you. "I guess that means I better start getting ready for our date then. I gotta make my little Poussin swoon tonight."

He flashes you that magazine-cover smile and turns towards the bedroom. It takes one step to send him off balance, he stumbles slightly, and his hand reaches out, gripping the back of the couch so that he can study himself.

Allergies, my ass. He's not being honest with you. "Kei?" you rush towards him to make sure he hasn't hurt himself; your wide eyes and downturned mouth tell him that you don't believe his excuses for a second.

"It's nothing; just tired that once I get me a cup of coffee for the road, I'll feel much more alive," he lies, looking so, so ashamed.

Keigo has never liked showing his vulnerabilities, even to you. To tell you the truth, he feels like shit.

But if he were to say it, how would you respond?

Tonight is supposed to be special; he will not ruin it.

"Yeah…no, we're not going anywhere tonight. "You say sternly, your voice loud and lips pursed, but your eyes shine with tender care and compassion. At this moment, you don't give a damn about the cooking class, or anything else for that matter; Keigo needs you. "Obviously, you're sick."

"What? Come on, Angel. It's not like I have the bird flu." he says, laughing at his own joke. This proves to be a mistake that sends him into a fit of coughing that shakes your poor Hero down to the tips of his feathers.

"Was the pun really worth it, Birdie?" you ask, reaching over to gently scratch his back with the tips of your fingers.

"Absolutely," he sighs, relaxing under your touch. "But I promise, we can still go. It's just a little cold. I can take some medicine, and we can be on our way."

The heaviness in your chest intensifies at his words. He doesn't seem to care about his own well-being at all; he looks miserable but still wants to go to make you happy.

"Keigo," you say softly, looking directly into his glassy eyes, "We are staying here tonight. And I am going to take care of you,

"But you can't," he blinks, taking a nervous step away from you, "It's not right; I should be the one who takes care of you."

"It goes both ways, Keigo," you say, once again closing the space between you. Your eyes become glassy with the heart-wrenching emotion you are feeling for your Hero. "I love you, and I want to make you feel better. Will you please let me help you?"

Between your pleading, sincerity, and tearful gaze, something clicks in Keigo's mind.

He's not alone…

You want to help him…

As a lone tear trickles down his perfect cheekbones, he relents. "I-I don't feel that great. I think I want to lie down."

He's cooperating; it's enough to make your chest swell with pride as he wraps his arms around you. "Thank you for telling me, Keigo; what doesn't feel good?"

"My stomach, my head, all over, really." he sighs, giving you a little smile, "I guess I'm really falling apart on you?"

"Nothing we can't handle," You giggle, placing your lips on his forehead.

Your poor Birdie, He's burning up.

"How about you go and change out of your uniform, and I'll bring a few things into our room," you say, already making a mental list of everything you need to grab for him. Pills, tissues, compresses.

"T-thank you," he rasps, "I love you so much."

It takes a bit more coaxing to get him to leave the comfort of your embrace, but once he and his droopy wings disappear behind the bedroom door, you get to work canceling the cooking class, grabbing thermometers, medicine, hydration packets, tissues, and anything else your Bird Boy might need in his recovery process.

Your arms are overflowing with goods, and just for a moment, the thought passes your mind that you're going a bit overboard. But Keigo deserves to be pampered, and so, you open the door with your foot.

Keigo is already tucked under a mountain of blankets when you walk in; his wings are pressed tensely against his back. You have never seen him look so small in your life. The visual tugs at your heartstrings as you begin to unload your haul.

"Do you feel a bit more comfortable?" you ask, handing him three tabs of gel ibuprofen. And a glass of chilled water. He takes the pills eagerly, swallowing them down with one gulp of water.

"Thank you," he exhales, placing the glass on the nightstand with a shaky hand, "I'm feeling a bit better."

"I'm glad," you beam, folding a washcloth and dipping it into a bowl of cold water, hoping that you can help reduce his temperature a bit before he goes to sleep. "I brought you a lot of things, so if you need anything at all, let me know."

"M' sorry about our date; I really wanted to do something special with you," he murmurs as you place the cold compress on his feverish forehead.

"Nothing to worry about," you hum, brushing a few strands of damp hair out of his face, "I get to spend a whole night at your side; that sounds pretty special to me."

Something akin to a whine slips past his lips as he grabs your hand, bringing it down onto the fluffy sheets. "You're too sweet to me sometimes,"

"You'd do the same for me." you say honestly, "Probably more."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Are you feeling up to making requests now, Kei?" you tease, the comment making the both of you chuckle as one of his feathers weakly brushes against your cheek.

"Just one, can you stay with me?" his voice is hesitant and small, almost as if he is a child asking a parent to check his closet for monsters after a nightmare. How could you possibly say no to him?

"Is that all?" you ask, lying down on the bed next to him.

"For now," he smiles, giving your hand a squeeze. "I just want to hold you for a bit."

How could you refuse?

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lovinglylibelle · 3 months ago

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭

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pairing: Dabi x fem! reader

genre: angst

description: what happens when you encounter dabi and hidden secrets from the past are revealed?

requests: OPEN

tw: graphic mentions of wounds as a metaphor, heavy emotional dialogue, a lot of past trauma, mentions of crime and the reader calls Dabi out for being dramatic.

a/n: been thinking about this idea for a while, had pretty good dialogues in mind for it too lol. Finally got around to writing it and kinda got carried away, i hope you guys like it. It is kinnnndaaaaa intense? not VERY intense but yeah. If you guys end ul reading it, can you pleaaaaaaaase reblog and like? it would mean a lot to me and would increase my reach tooo :))))) thank you lovelies, have a great day, XOXOXO

What are you, if not a tapestry of memories and stories woven delicately together, forming you, creating you, giving you life?

They were a part of you whether you liked it or not. No matter how much you wanted to forget some of them, they were burned into your mind like a brand on a horse. But what's worse was that some of them festered, rotting away slowly as a painful reminder of the past, unable to heal.

One such memory was Todoroki Touya, a friend of yours from your childhood. You grew up together, had big dreams... the only difference was that his died, and yours thrived.

The threads that wove to form his memories were charred, a permanent burnt hole in the center of your arras.

You tried to ignore it, but every little thing reminded you of it, of him, and worsened the festering wound his absence had left on you. But there was no need to scratch that wound again and again, no matter how desperate you were. He would have loved to be a part of this mission.

Sighing, you got back to the task at hand: a mission to tail Dabi as the rest conducted their raid.

His quirk was particularly worrisome and caused devastation left and right, a fire that burned loud and blue. Its intensity was unfathomable, the temperature surpassing even that of Endeavor's. And with the oncoming battle, you couldn't be more careful.

"What's the status, Keigo?" you asked in your comms that connected you to your partner for the mission. He was your oldest friend, and together you had reached where you were at this point.

"He is closing in on the left alleyway, your 9 o'clock," he said, and you nodded, discreetly following Dabi while maintaining your distance.

It wasn't rare for you, jobs like these. You were the undercover hero, the one who did work without the public glory. Not that you wanted it... you just did it to save those who couldn't defend themselves.

"Take your next right, and you will be onto him," he said, eyeing both of your moves with his feathers.

"On it," you said, following his directions until you could finally see Dabi's figure walking just a few hundred meters from you.

The alley was dimly lit with a yellow flickering streetlight overhead. A pungent smell of stale water lingered heavily in the atmosphere, making you almost choke due to the stench.

You made sure to keep him in your line of sight, taking every turn with Hawks as surveillance until your path was blocked by a stray cat that had toppled over a trash can with a loud crash.

Cursing under your breath, you sidestepped it. You walked ahead only to realize that your subject had disappeared from your sight.

"Shit. Hawks? Come in, Hawks?" You said in your comms, continuing down the path.

"I've lost sight of the target... Where is he?" you questioned, keeping your voice low.

There was static on the other side, making your eyebrows knit in concentration as you tried to figure out what he was saying.

"Y/n- ... Dabi-... careful-.... h-he...-" and with a click, the comms disconnected.

"Hawks should really try to be more discreet with his feathers, even a cicada is better at hiding." Footsteps echoed in the uncomfortable silence of the alleyway.

You swore, turning around only to come face to face with the person in question... with a burning red feather in his hand.

"Dabi."

The notorious villain himself, one of the worst ones you had ever seen.

"In the flesh... burnt, but hey, technicalities," he replied, a smirk on his face.

You observed him from your distance, watching his moves and preparing yourself for any and every possible attack.

"Calm down, sweetheart, I don't bite," he said, stalking closer to you as he noticed your alertness.

The alley was narrow, with little space between its walls. Movements were restricted for both of you, so you tried your best not to engage.

"Even if you do, I am prepared." You stood rooted in your spot, careful not to wrongly analyze the situation and trigger any response that might cause harm.

He whistled, moving closer to you as his feet stomped in a puddle of muddy water that splashed so loudly one would think something dropped and drowned.

You moved a step back, refusing to let him get close to you. It was a challenging situation because you knew that Dabi was good at both short and long-range attacks.

"Damn, haven't you gotten feisty... never thought I'd see the day," he laughed, combing a hand through his hair.

"Try anything, and you'll see just how feisty I can get," you warned him. You couldn't show fear in front of him. Even the littlest sign of intimidation would make you the prey, and him, the predator.

"Good one... I am impressed," he smiled, his face unsettling you.

Something about him, though, was familiar, but you couldn't place your finger on it. Maybe it was the way he moved, or perhaps a familiar shift in his posture. The way his shoulders hunched, how he turned his head just slightly before he moved—you’d seen this before in the distant past... long ago, but where?

"You know... I never thought I'd see you again," he said.

See you again? What? As far as you knew, you had never met him in your entire life...

"Stop playing games, Dabi. They won't work, and do not take another step closer," you said, raising your hands as you got ready to use your quirk.

"Gonna use your quirk now? Oh geez, you wound me..." he was mocking you, his smirk widening.

"Is that how little you think of me? After everything we've been through?" he said, a look of faux betrayal on his face, which irritated you.

You clenched your jaw, refusing to let his words dig into you. You were told that Dabi was good at mind games, twisting his words just enough to make you question yourself. But this time? You wouldn't let him.

Instead of responding, you took a slow step back, your fingers twitching as you considered activating your quirk. His eyes followed your movements, that unsettling grin never leaving his face. He wasn’t attacking, not yet. He was waiting—biding his time, testing your patience.

But still, his voice crept into your thoughts. The way he said, "after everything we’ve been through," felt too... familiar. Like a half-forgotten memory clawing its way back to the surface.

"You'd be surprised," you taunted him, knowing it was dangerous... but still pushing it.

You blinked, but everything happened too fast. One moment, Dabi was mocking you, and the next—his hands were on yours, gripping them with a force that sent a jolt of panic through your chest.

Your back collided with the cold, rough brick wall, stealing the breath from your lungs. A sharp sting spread across your shoulder blades. No. How had I let him get this close? The heat of his breath mingled with the stench of the alley, suffocating you. But it was his eyes—those blue flames, so close—that paralyzed you in place.

"Oh yeah?" he said, his face just inches away from you.

He brought his other hand up, pulling out your necklace that was tucked inside your suit by its chain.

"Then why do you still wear this?" he tugged on it, his eyes boring into yours.

Somehow, you felt yourself pinned by his gaze, entirely focused on you. There was something about it that felt too personal, too deep, and you didn’t dare look away.

"Do not touch it," you seethed, struggling against his hands but to no avail. He was stronger than you, and you hated that.

"I gave it to you, and I can't even touch it? Come on now," he said, scoffing but dropping it too... too gently for it to be normal.

"What the hell are you saying?" you asked him, stopping for a moment.

"What do you think I mean?" he whispered, eyes narrowing as he urged you to mull over his words.

You glared at him, not giving him the satisfaction of a response.

"Well, that hurts," he laughed, and suddenly a manic smile etched onto his face, and for the first time throughout this conversation, you felt terrified.

"Try, Y/n, try! I know you can do it!" he yelled, his eyes looking at you crazily.

You were breathing hard, trying to make sense of his senseless rambling as his eyes bored into yours—a shade of cyan, just like... just like Touya.

Your heart raced, pounding against your ribcage as if trying to break free. No, it couldn’t be. Touya was gone. Dead. They had found his bones. You had mourned him. But those eyes—how could you forget those eyes? The same haunting cerulean gaze from your childhood. It sent a chill down your spine. Could this really be him?

"Touya..." you breathed. The word felt foreign on your tongue, like you were trying to summon a ghost. Your heart stopped for a second, refusing to believe what your eyes were telling you.

No. It can’t be.

He tilted his head, his smirk widening. "Ding ding ding. Took you long enough," he said with a manic laugh, but the sound rang hollow, like it wasn’t just mockery but something much more.

Your gaze flickered between his, trying to make sense of it all and find pieces, if any, of Touya Todoroki in him. It had been years since he disappeared. Years since the flames took him away from you. And yet, here he stood—not the boy you had known, but something darker. Something broken. The weight of it pressed on your chest, each breath growing harder to take. The necklace that was once a reminder now felt like a heavy weight against your collarbone, choking you.

Your heart was racing as you tried to process what had just happened. How could this be the same person? The boy you once knew, who had laughed beside you, was now this... this monster. What had gone so wrong? A wave of nausea hit you, grief and anger swirling together, but you forced yourself to stand tall.

He released your hands, observing your face as if he could read your mind, your every thought. You felt exposed, but at the same time, it was he who looked vulnerable.

"Stop it," he said, his face solemn... bearing too much similarity to Touya even with the piercings and burns.

"Stop what?"

"Trying to find Touya in me. He is long gone," he said, a hint of grief in his voice that, if you didn’t know his former self, you would have missed.

But everything inside you broke loose as you scoffed at his words. You were angrier than you had ever been, and your self-restraint was struggling and thrashing to break loose.

"You think I can't see that?" you said, staring at him in disbelief.

"You’ve killed hundreds of people," you hissed, pushing him with every word. "Ruined thousands of lives. Hurt too many to count." You paused, your voice catching in your throat. "And you think—" You pressed a trembling finger to his chest. "You think I would dishonor my Touya by comparing him to you?"

Your voice wavered, betraying your anger, but beneath that anger, there was something else—a plea for him to deny it. To say it wasn’t true. That he wasn’t this... but all you got in reply was silence.

"And you did all that for what?" you spat. "Just because your dad didn’t give you enough attention? Oh please, spare me, Dabi. All you had to do was talk."

Your throat hurt from the pressure of unshed tears, grief controlling every fiber of your being as you continued.

"And what about me then? Wasn't I right there for you? Didn’t I support you? I waited months for you to come back, hoping that maybe you were out there, but you didn’t... and I was a child too!" you cried.

"And now—" you swallowed, wiping at your tears. "Now you're here, hurting the people I care about, all because you lost control of your fire—"

"That's not true!" he interrupted, anger flaring in his eyes. He stepped closer, his presence suffocating. You flinched, your pulse quickening as his anger burned into you.

"I came back. I came back! I went back to my house, but you all had already pronounced me dead!"

"Then what did you want them to do, Dabi? They found your bones! Charred bones! How could they have known you were alive? And couldn't you have come to find me? Is that how little I meant to you?" you asked him, your face a mess of tears and dirt.

He took a deep breath at that, igniting a little hope in you... Was Touya still there?

"I blamed myself. If only I had been there and stopped you, my Touya would have been alive... I had nightmares, thinking about how scared you must have been when the flames went up around you, how painful it must have been, and I couldn't forgive myself," you confessed, your silent tears turning into sobs.

The wound that had been rotting for so long was now exposed, throbbing with pain as you applied a searing knife to it.

"If I had known that Touya had turned into something as horrifying as you... I wouldn’t have wasted my time," you said, the wound in your soul now burning.

"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up!" Dabi yelled, his eyes wide as he looked at you.

"You know nothing!" he said, panic in his voice. His hands were scratching at his neck out of frustration, picking at the burnt skin of his jaw. He was getting agitated, and the surroundings were heating up with him.

You could feel the warmth rise, a sense of suffocation dawning on you.

Tears of anger collected in his eyes, threatening to spill, while his hands went back and forth through his hair. You almost felt sorry for him, wondering just how much he had misunderstood to turn out like this. What had he gone through these past years to become... this? Should you even pity him?

"You don’t know what I went through! I was—I was discarded, used, and thrown away! You will never under—" he was saying but was interrupted as the comms crackled back to life.

"Y/n!? Where are you? Y/n, do you copy?" a worried Keigo hurriedly asked.

"I'm coming to get you. Stay where you are!" he added.

You mentally cursed the timing of it all, and as you felt the atmosphere cool down, your gaze lifted to see Dabi. The vulnerability that had briefly surfaced was long gone, replaced by the emptiness that you had first witnessed.

You could feel your heart drop; the Touya you were trying to bring back was now completely gone.

Before you could say anything, though, you heard Hawks' voice calling out to you from above the alley, catching your attention... but as you turned around to say something to Dabi, he was long gone, leaving you in the wake of him as the wound inside you resumed festering.

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lexxiie · 3 years ago

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Could I get a headcanon of Hawks’ reaction to he and his mutual crush cuddling/falling asleep together for the first time? They’re aware of each other’s feelings, but can’t do anything due to ~The Commission.~ I imagine they’re on a mission or crashing at a friend’s or something like that, and need to tuck in for the night, and ‘Oh no, there’s only enough room/beds for one person, guess we gotta (totally non-romantically 😇😉) huddle up haha 👀. ‘Specially with those giant wings you have haha.’

Aweee, the "only one bed trope." Love it.

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Pairing: Hawks | Keigo Takami x reader

Cuddling With Hawks

The flirting between Keigo and you was honestly concerning.

Anyone who doesn't know you could easily think that you are a couple.

Oh, you wish.

He was someone very important to you, and you knew he felt the same.

So, having him as your partner on missions was great.

You could definitely trust him with your life.

This mission in particular consisted of investigating a town that had lots of claims about it being the base for some criminals and their shady business.

The problem was that this town was the coldest place you had ever been at.

The moment you got there, you were already freezing.

Hawks didn't seem bothered, not with that huge coat of his.

But your suit wasn't that comfortable.

Thankfully, Keigo offered you his coat.

This guy was always hungry, which meant that the first thing he wanted to do when you arrived was looking for a restaurant.

You guys found one that happened to also be an inn, which was great because it was already getting late.

You trusted Keigo with booking the rooms, of course.

Big mistake.

As you arrived to the "rooms", you found yourself incredibly mad.

When you arrived to your room, this idiot followed you inside.

"Seriously, Keigo? Now? Go to your room and let me sleep."

"Oh, but this is my room too, dove."

There ain't no fucking way.

"You are kidding me, right?"

"Nope. The receptionist said there was only one room available."

"And you didn't think it was a relevant thing to tell me?"

"...No?"

Unbeliavable. What a jerk.

And the worst of it all, there wasn't even a couch.

You would have to share a bed.

You layed on the bed and turned your back at him, trying to ignore his presence.

Trying, because he would not stop moving.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Excuse me, my wings are not easy to accommodate, alright? Don't be so impatient, dove."

When he finally stopped moving and you were finally falling asleep, the cold started to get pretty bad.

You were trembling, no amount of blankets seemed to be enough.

Keigo must have felt your trembling because he suddenly woke up.

"Hey, you alright there?"

"Yeah, It's just the cold. It'll pass."

You went back to trying to sleep when you felt a warm body pressing against your back.

"What do you think you are doing, Keigo?"

"Your skin is freezing; I'm trying to lend you some of my warmth. On winter nights, birds snuggle together to keep themselves warm, It helps."

You wanted to push him away, really. But the warmth felt so good.

You left out a deep sigh that indicated defeat as you turned around to face him, wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in his chest.

You could feel his heart beating incredibly fast and his body flinch a bit because of the shock. He clearly wasn't expecting this.

He then relaxed and rested his chin on your head.

As you were finally falling asleep, you were able to feel his right wing covering your body as an additional blanket, his hand tracing shapes on your shoulder.

Tomorrow morning would definitely be interesting.

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cosmiclunarprincess-fanfic · 4 years ago

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Whatever You Want

A/N: My first Hawks fic omg I’m so excited. The smut could've been longer but I was tired writing this. I know most of the time Hawks is depicted as being super aggressive and dominant during his rut but I wanted to try a different approach. I hope you guys enjoy this subby Hawks meal because I know I sure did. Love you all !!!!!

Fandom: Hawks, MHA

Pairing: Hawks x Reader

Warnings: I’m not the best when it comes to following writing rules. I pretty much write how I want to, so if you’re a stickler for grammar and what not just ignore it or don’t read loll (I’m nice I promise.) SMUT SMUT SMUT

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Plot: Spring has hit and Hawks is entering his rut. He is desperate for any type of release.

Spring is here. The weather is great and everyone is in a wonderful mood. Well, almost everyone. My phone continuously vibrates in my lap, my screen lighting up with text after text and call after missed call from my boyfriend. I feel bad not answering him but I have things to do and unfortunately he’s going to have to wait for a while. I sat at my desk trying my best to complete all the work I had left before I left for the day. Heat began to emanate from my phone from the sheer number of notifications coming through. All from one person. Keigo goes through this rut every spring. He told me about it when we first began dating and even though we've been together for two years this is the first time I'm going through it with him. Last year I was in another country on a very important mission. I had to stay on the phone with him for hours while he jerked himself off, saying lewd and obscene things.

He made me promise not to go on any missions that would take me away from him this year. I replied to the last of my emails for the day before closing my computer. As I made my way out the door of my busy office I said my goodbyes to all my co-workers. When I finally got to my car I sighed trying to release all the stress I had built up. The engine of my car revved to life, I backed out of my parking space and drove out onto the road. I used a voice command to call Keigo back as I drove. I just know he’s gonna be pissed.

“Babybird, where have you been all day? I've been calling you nonstop. Why didn't you pick up the phone?” His voice shook as he spoke.

“I’m so sorry babe but I had to finish my work and I didnt want to get distracted. I’m on my way home to you now, don't worry.”

I could hear him shifting in the bed. Probably trying to get comfortable while he waited for me.

“Hurry. Please. I want you so bad. I don’t even know what to do with myself. All I can think about is how badly I want to touch you and hear all the noises you make when I’m inside you. Get home now.”

He hung up before I could even respond. I knew what that meant. I sped home as fast as I could. Once I made it up to our apartment I opened the door to see the place in shambles. Things were all over the place, all the pillows in the living room were gone and ice littered the floor. Slowly I pushed the door open to our room and my vision was instantly blocked by keigo as he rushed me. His hands were all over my body grabbing and squeezing, as if they were searching for any inch of me that wasn't covered by clothing. His mouth crashed into mine. The kiss was desperate and passionate. He nipped at my bottom lip. A small yelp escaped me. His wings fluttered in response.

“Keigo wait - just - I need to - let me just take a shower. I’ll be quick, just give me two minutes.”

“You can shower later. I need you.”

I squirmed and turned, trying to escape his grasp but no matter what I tried I couldn't get away from him. I’d been at work all day running up and down doing all kinds of things. I felt sweaty and icky and all I wanted to do was wash this long day away before I did anything with him. His lips traveled to my neck. He inhaled deeply taking in my scent.

“Babybird you smell so good just the way you are. You don't need to shower.”

My resolve to shower started wearing thin as the heat within my core grew. He placed wet open mouth kisses all over my neck. I moaned, pressing my body into his.

“Please baby, I need you. I’m desperate for you right now. My cock is so hard I can feel it pulsating and so much pre cum is leaking out of me, I can't take it. Please!”

Hearing him beg was like music to my ears. I love it when he lets go and gives me control. It doesn't happen often but when it does I turn into a different person,

“Okay baby I’ll help you. Take these pants off.”

As he removed his pants I unbuttoned my dress shirt and allowed it to slide off of me to the floor. My bra followed soon after. Keigo was on me in an instant, his mouth attached to one of my sensitive nipples while his free hand massaged the other. I cradled his head in my hands gently stroking the nape of his neck. He groaned into my chest.

“That feels so good baby.” I said breathlessly as he moved his attention to my other breast.

My head fell back as I reveled in the feeling of his lips and tongue. His strong hands were wrapped around my waist, pulling me into him. His face was completely engulfed in my chest now.

“Do you like when I hold you like this while your mouth is full with my breast? Hmmm? You like turning me on like that? You wanna be my good boy so badly don’t you?”

He let out a whine like groan. I felt his body shiver. I could see how frustrated he was but I was enjoying myself too much to give in just yet.

“What’s the matter baby? Are you that worked up you can’t even talk anymore? All you can do is moan and groan? All you want is a little release huh? You want to fuck me until I can’t take anymore, until I’m full with all your cum. Is that it?”

I gently slid my fingers down one of his wings just to tease him even more.

“Please! Don’t tease me like that (Y/N) I’m barely holding on here. You’re so fucking hot I just wanna take you right here right now but I also wanna be a such good boy for you it hurts.”

“Okay baby I think I’ve had my fun. Let me make you feel better.”

I knelt down in front of Hawks, his swollen erection twitched with anticipation. His eyes darkened with lust as he looked down on me. He probably thought I was going to give him a blow job but I had something else in mind. I took him in my hand, he inhaled sharply at the contact. I allowed the pre cum leaking from his cock to fall onto my chest as I pumped him slowly allowing it to coat my breasts. The sheer amount that came from him shocked me. I’d never seen anything like it. His hips bucked into my hand desperate for more friction. My slow pace made him growl with frustration. I loved teasing him, he always got needy so quickly but I knew it was time to finally give him what he wanted.

Ever so slowly I guided him in between my breasts and squeezed them together. I opened my mouth to speak but before I could even get the words out he was pumping his cock up and down against my chest. His pace was fast and without thought. His hands gripped my hair pulling it as he used my body for his pleasure.

“It feels s-so good.” He groaned through clenched teeth, throwing his head back

“Look at me. Yes. Is this what you've been craving? Huh? What you've been begging for all day? I know this is what you've been dreaming about. Having your cock between my beautiful soft breasts?”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuk.” He moaned.

I couldn't help but smile. I had him wrapped around my finger in this moment. I could ask anything of him right now and he’d say yes without hesitation. I loved having this control. It really made me feel so powerful to know that I could make such a dominant man like Hawks bend to my will using only my breasts. I could feel his body begin to shiver. His grip on my hair grew even tighter. The veins in his cock bulged and pulsated and I knew he was close.

“If you wanna cum you know what you have to say don't you baby?”

He hesitated, not wanting to give up that last little piece of control.

“Come on, I know you’re so close. It's right there isnt it. All you have to do is say one thing for me.” I pushed my breasts together even more around him.

“Ahhhhhhhh! Can I cum please?!”

“Please what?”

“Mommy!”

That’s all it took. His thrusts were hard and rough as he came all over my face and chest. His whole body convulsed and shook. I could hear the ruffeling of his feathers. Once his movements stopped I used my hand to pump him. He groaned as a jolt went through his body. I was shocked. He was so sensitive yet he was still so hard. I looked up at him in disbelief. A chill ran through my body when we made eye contact. The look on his face was unlike any I'd seen before.

“You’ve had your fun with me babybird now it’s my turn.”

#Hawks #hawks smut #hawks boku no hero academia #hawks headcanons #mha hawks #hawks x reader #smut #aha smut #hawkssmut #my hero academia #my hero fanfic #sub!hawks #hawks rut #sub!keigo #Keigo rut #keigo tamaki #keigo x reader #keigo headcanons #keigo smut

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i-need-air · 4 years ago

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After seeing your marriage hc’s I’d like to request hc’s of Hawks, Aizawa, Bakugo, and Shinsou reacting to their wife’s water breaking prematurely and at random. Mainly like everyone’s at a party and having a good time and suddenly someone’s like “Y/N, did you spill something?” Y/N:*doesn’t have a drink on her so she’s confused until she looks down and realizes what happened* OH-

💀💀💀💀 ok but all these guys' babies coming out whenever they foken want is a headcanon by itself, like we all know they'd be like their fathers coming and going whenever they feel like and that kills me akjdksjsj this ask made me laugh so hard but omg i felt the embarrassment when writing, send help I—

Hawks:

× your due date was approaching quickly and Hawks was so attentive it hurt

× you had to insist to go out with you friends because bird-brain was getting very worried/protective

× you finally came to an agreement: lowkey party at your house BUT you're not moving a finger

× like you could; Keigo would jump up and grab anything for you and for everyone else

× the good thing is that you ordered takeout and your friends brought goodies, much like Hawks himself so you just sat and talked with everyone while he looked at you with stars in his eyes

× everyone was talking about your future baby and just celebrating the new life about to come around and I swear, this man's feathers puffed proudly every single time

× you had such a great time, enjoying the laughter and good energy you were surrounded by when you got thirsty

× Keigo was in the kitchen, his feathers bringing some sweets for everyone in the living room so you got up [ struggled to ] and headed towards his direction

× Mirko was the one that pointed it out as she was assigned the duty to follow you around [ while she made fun of Keigo for being a mama hen but ok ]

× "Hey, [Y/N], did you drop something on you...?"

× you couldn't even see bc of your belly but you definitely heard a crash in the kitchen and some rushed steps

× as fast as humanly possible, your husband was by your side wide eyed

× "What happened?" he asked trying to be casual but his eyes roamed over you until they landed under your feet...

× "I didn't drop anything, I just wanted some water—"

× "You should have told me, birdie. Wait... Where did you get the water then?"

× "I didn't...?"

× everyone kinda stared confused until one of your friends started panicking because the heroes there were just confused???

× "Wait, you broke waters!"

× "oh, right" you mutter while honey colored eyes stare at you in shock

× how did you both forget about that? you talked about it some days ago, like—

× Panic! Hidden by a casual attitude

× meanwhile now you're embarrassed because what the hell, mini-bird?

× he orders his feathers to clean around but fails miserably while trying to grab clothes for your hospital stay

× your friends have to calm him down as they offered to help clean up and you're just embarrassed because c'mon, man

× i swear, this man does it in a rush anyway and asks everyone to keep calm [ 🙄 ] while he takes his little angel to the hospital

× car ride? lmfao have fun flying, this is an eMeRgEnCy [ trust me, you're always safe with him, no doubt of that ]

× you try to open your mouth but he's just reassuring you; "You're doing amazing, angel."; "Just a little longer and we're there!"; meanwhile you haven't fucking changed your wet clothes and were getting annoyed

× bursts into the hospital like he owns it

× guess who's sent back home and told to come back when the contraptions get stronger? mhm.

× you almost smack him bc he literally gave you no time to talk once you're back at home

× he's a dumb bird but he's your dumb bird 💕

× [ your friends stayed to clean up the dishes just to easen your burden so you find them there when you come back. they had a great time laughing at your husband before they left you with the promise they'll visit asap at the hospital ]

× honestly he's normally very calm and calculating but this time around the nervousness of being a father got to him, so please forgive him

Aizawa Shouta:

× the most chill of them all and that's very reassuring for someone who is pregnant

× you've promised him you'd take things easy and not force yourself to do much

× and even if you wanted to, honestly you couldn't

× but he's been such an amazing person to you, made you lunches, gave you back massages, did all the tough tasks around the house 🥺 so when he forgot his lunch at home, rare of him, you wanted to surprise him, completely forgetting the school had one of the best chef in the world;;;

× your body was screaming for some fresh air too so you decided to go towards U.A.

× it wasn't a long walk, really, since he had to be close to the school anyway

× so when you arrived at mid-day the first person to greet you was principal Nezu and trust me, he was so excited to see you after so long!

× he accompanied you to the teachers' room where they had all their desks already knowing he would be there shortly

× you greet All Might, which beamed to see you and started a small conversation

× the bell rang, indicated class finished and lunchbreak starter which made you excited to know you'll see your husband shortly

× and you knew he was approaching when a loud voice could be heard on the hallways

× the door opened, Shouta and Yamada walking in, the blond talking excitedly until it stopped

× "[Y/N], so good to see you!" He screamed

× Shouta's eyes snapped towards you in surprise and he walked to you in a faster pace than before

× he ignored everyone else as he scolded you "Didn't we agree you'd take it easy?"

× "Well, good to see you too" 😒😤

× a quick banter takes over you two as you hugged Hizashi and handled your husband his lunch

× "You should sit down" Nezu suggested and you started to feel the ache of walking, so you moved towards one of the chairs with Aizawa's help

× "Seriously, you're more stubborn than my students" he'd mutter, nudging your shoulder slightly, all through a smile

× but before you could reach the chair you felt it, the water running from between your legs;;;

× you gripped his hand harshly and Hizashi screamed

× "What tHe HeLL diD I STEP ON?!???"

× the mf was following you two suggesting to eat lunch together and?????

× ok, so everyone freezes until Nezu clears his throat;;;

× "I'll call Chiyo, you two wait right here!" he escapes, All Might somehow on his toes

× you turn your head towards Aizawa horrified about to suggest cleaning the mess up before getting ready to leave when...

× "WAIT, I STEPPED ON BABY JUICE!?"

× Recovery Girl came around but was pleased to know both of you were prepared for this moment, although she did have to wake Hizashi up, since he fainted; Shouta, being the big boy he is, cleaned the floor without making a big deal out of it

× at the end of the day all you could do was smile before realizing what's about to come; your baby will be surrounded by amazing people and it's all that mattered

Bakugou Katsuki:

× this guy prepares in secret; don't question all the baby books you find sneaked around the house like it's not your damned home too but whatever;;;

× Bakugou is very protective over you, he also takes charge of everything, which makes you feel bad bc you seriously feel like you can't do anything anymore

× it happened at the Bakugou household [ your in laws excitedly invited you over the phone but also suggested that they could drop by if you weren't in conditions to go there ]

× you put your foot down and said you would, knowing it would freak your husband out and guess what? it did

× but you really wanted to go out, you felt extremely bored and babied at home and were in need of social interactions

× "I swear I married the most stubborn dumbass ever—" he'd mutter as he drove you both there

× dinner was amazing, as always, and Mitsuki was making it even better by telling you funny stories from Katsuki's childhood, earning scoffs from him

× the normal arguments started and you were gently escorted by Masaru to the living room, both ignoring the banter happening by the dining table

× he joked around with you when you felt a kick saying he can definitely tell who the kid will take from, as if your baby wanted to participate in the argument too

× anyway you stopped mid-track saying you wanted to go to the bathroom; you really felt like going all of a sudden

× when you started heading towards there [ Katsuki chiming in asking if you need help, wtf ], you knew

× i mean, everyone knew;; your water broke, but want to know what else broke too? hell. hell broke loose

× "What are you staring at?! Go help [Y/N]!"

× "I know, old hag!" He rushed to you as Mitsuki went to grab some cleaning supplies

× you're apologizing profusely but you're brushed off instantly

× "No big deal, [Y/N], everything will be okay" Masaru, bless him, was by your side as his son went to grab the bag he has prepared in secret from the car

× you ended up going all together to the hospital as contraptions increased

× Katsuki was on your side reciting word by word what's going to happen, remembering the parenting books by memory; it was making you roll your eyes at them because yes, you knew;

× "Did you fucking tell her to push?" Mitsuki screamed

× "I—! SHUT THE TELL UP!" he screamed back then turned to you, telling you to breathe to just freeze in place

× both shut up as you glared at them;

× it seems the new Bakugou member really wanted to take part of the argument for before 💀

Hitoshi Shinsou:

× life was finally settling between you two

× his career, even if it was focused underground, was rocketing up, he was married to an amazing person and you were having a beautiful baby together? Shinsou was a happy man

× you both talked about how to deal when time comes and everything was settled, you even had a suitcase ready for the hospital stay

× he was so attentive 🥺

× anyway your friends suggested to see you before the big day comes and you agreed it had to be now because as your due day approached, you wanted to be home

× so you went to a small restaurant near your house to meet Izuku, Uraraka and Denki, as the days before you met your families and other friends

× Ochako got you an insane amount of gifts, Izuku was reading about parenthood idk why 💀 and Denki was just patting Shinsou's back congratulating him again and again

× you had a great time to say at least

× you snorted at Denki when he touched your belly and got a kick in response

× "Just like his father, ready to put you in place" Uraraka smiled, patting the blond on the back whike Shinsou grabbed your hand with a smirk

× but you froze in place as you smiled back because you felt it

× and dripping water could be heard

× did you just—?

× Shinsou caught on instantly on your discomfort and talked even before you could

× "What's wrong?" while you looked down, which his gaze followed

× Ok, this man is gonna stop functioning for a second, it is what it is

× meanwhile you're mortified because YOU'RE IN A RESTAURANT, YOU'RE REGULARS HERE AND YOU FUCKING BROKE WATERS HERE

× you got up in a rush yet he's faster

× everyone catches up and they all start to be frantic [ specially poor Denki ]

× the old lady that owns the restaurant comes by and has to be the one to calm the group while you apologize profusely

× she shushes you saying she's had four children, she understands completely

× Shinsou offers to help clean up, so do you, Izuku is startled in a corner being comforted by the brunette and Denki... he's fucking calling an ambulance—?????? Good thing your husband grabbed his phone before he started talking...

× but at the end you're both reassured everything is taken care of as long as you promise to bring the bundle of sunshine around the restaurant as soon as possible

× you're definitely not crying;;;

× anyway he just takes you home and helps you start taking note of the contraptions while getting everything ready to go

× honestly you were scared and so was he, but he stood by your side all the time whispering how amazing you're doing

× the restaurant owners greeted you like you were family afterwards so it's all water under the bridge— k I'll leave 💀

#aizawa shouta x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #keigo takami x reader #hawks x reader #hitoshi shinsou x reader #boku no hero academia #bnha #mha #noire writes #bnha headcanons #bakugou x reader

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mythiccheroacademia · 5 years ago

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My bad, I’m just now seeing the rules😭 I’ll choose shiguraki, dabi, and Hawks for the time traveling kids reaction

A/N: You’re all good baby! I kept looking at this trying to come up with a fitting situation for them and then I dreamt about being in all three situations last night??? lmaooo it was both terrifying and lucky hehe~ Hopefully, it’s as good as I’m imagining it

Side Note: I’m writing this with a baby (thankfully, but unfortunately, not mine!) on my chest. Get on my level. Jk, but everyone say hi <3

Warnings: Cursing

Shigaraki Tomura:

you and shigaraki came back from your daily walks

aka, people watching

and you two planned to play on the PS4 later

whiles you’re setting up the TV in the living room, he goes to his room to get the console and remotes

he opens the door, sees a baby on his bed, then immediately shuts the door

goes to you and kurogiri

him: “any of you know why there’s a baby on my bed?”

kurogiri: a baby? 😐

you: a BABY!!!?? 😍💞💞

you rush in there and to your amazement, there is a baby no more than six or seven months, gurgling on the bed

kurogiri is giving tomura the most judgemental look and shigaraki kinda feels embarrassed even though he swears he didn’t do anything

“please don't tell me it’s yours”

“i can assure you, y/n and i use prot--”

“oh my gosh, shiggy, she looks just like you with my hair and nose!”

kurogiri is over it

tomura is malfunctioning

you’re gushing over the baby girl, totally ignoring the fact that a literal child, who just so happened to look like a perfect mix between you and tomura, just appeared like a sick magic trick

was it a quirk?

was it time travel??

did tomura knock you up and everybody just somehow forgot???

so many questions, so little answers

in order to keep from getting a migraine, everybody followed your train of thought and just went along with it for now

shigaraki was less than pleased that his plans with you had been scrapped

he spent the day going shopping (stealing) for diapers, getting formula, buying clothes, and buying toys

feeding the baby was annoying

changing her was a nightmare

shigaraki threatened to disintegrate the child if she puked on him one more time

but everyone just adores her

she’s such a cutie

her toothless smile just warms up everybody’s hearts

even kurogiri is smitten

the day ends with you, the baby, and shigaraki in his room, getting ready for bed

he’s grumbling bc “can’t we just leave her on the couch or something”

you ignore him and he’s forced to get in bed bc no matter what, he’d never give up the chance to cuddle with you...even if it is with some stupid baby

after she falls asleep, you sigh and lean on his shoulder

“you really think she’s ours?” you ask

he wants to say i hope not, but the way you look at him with all the hope in the world makes his heart tingle

instead of answering, he softly kisses your lips and tucks the both of you in

when you both wake up, the baby is gone--probably back to her timeline

you're a little sad and shigaraki only says what he says NOT BC HE THINKS IT’S TRUE OR SOMETHING but bc your misery makes him itch

“don’t worry. i’m sure we’ll see the brat again someday”

Dabi:

when you came back to your apartment, holding a load of groceries, you were quite surprised to see the situation at hand

in the middle of your living room was dabi, at his big ass age, wrestling with a kid that couldn't be older than 12

least to say, you were pissed

“come on, fess up you little runt. did my old man have another kid”

“for the last time, NO! i’m yours!!”

“stop lying! my pull out game is too strong for that”

“EW! get off of me you staple-faced, burnt chicken nugget lookin’ fu--”

that’s when you intervened

“chicken nugget lookin’ what?” you questioned, looking at the boy with the look™️

the boy’s expression went from angry to scared in 0.2 seconds

dabi’s kind of impressed

“father. i-i was gonna say father”

“oh, that’s what i thought bc if you were gonna say what i thought your were gonna say, then i’d have to whoop your ass. but you weren’t, correct?”

“no ma’am”

“so we’re good?”

“yes ma’am”

“perfect. now what’s this about him being your father?”

dabi is taking out of his smugness and flinches under the heat of your glare

you ask him one time who he slept with and when he tells you you're crazy, you lunge at him

your kid lets you get a couple of good hits in before he decides to drop the news that he’s you two’s son of three from the future

you pause, his hand on your face and your fist in his hair

“deadass?” dabi says

the boy nods his head and you two take the time to look at him

his features are undeniably yours and dabi’s; he was one of those kids that if you sat them next to one or the other, they could look like both parents

you two take it better than he thought you would

“i always knew you wanted kids with me. simp”

dabi can’t even deny it. he just rolls his eyes and acts all tough

then he asks, “you sure you’re not gonna get erased from the time continuum by telling us?”

the boy shrugs “i mean...i hope not”

it’s beyond y’all at this point

so you spend the day with the kid, who was named after Dabi (Touya Jr.), and it’s so obvious he’s a momma’s boy

he helps you cook, set the table, and wash the dishes

smiles at you like you’re the entire world

dabi is kind of jealous from all the attention you’re giving him

fumes at the middle finger junior sneakily flips at him

does it back

claims to hate the kid but wipes the crumbs off his lip without hesitation

junior got the itis and is down for a nap

calls you two mom and dad before falling asleep

you get all 🥺 and even dabi is a little nostalgic when junior disappears

it’s quiet for a moment and then he says,

“wanna do a practice round in baby-making. yknow? for the future”

you roll your eyes but you aint say no!

Takami Keigo (Hawks):

hawks didn't expect to see a tiny kid on the edge of a building on his day off

there wasn't a lot that scared him, but he couldn't deny the fear hammering against his ribcage as he saw the child look around before jumping

thank goodness his speed wasn’t just talk

he caught the girl who didn't look a day past six

he’s in the middle of giving her a huge lecture about safety and mental health, she just giggles and gives him the biggest kiss on the cheek

“haha! i knew you’d catch me if i fall, papa~”

he’s too angry to even register what she called him

“that was totally dangerous, kid! what if i hadn't seen you? then what?”

“then i would fly” she said like it was the most obvious thing

he’s dumbstruck as two beautiful white wings sprout out of thin air and allow her to float next to the hero with ease

hawks blinks bc yeah anyone could have wings, but he could tell that feather pattern from anywhere

it was his

it was like his own fingerprint was staring at him

did he accidentally knock someone up bc that would be a big uh-oh

y/n wouldn't like that at all

he asks the child who he is to her and she repeats, “papa~”

he then asks who the mother was and she goes, “mommy~”

she’s not the brightest crayon in the box, that’s for sure

“what’s mommy’s name, kid,” he asks with the patience of a saint

“Takami Y/N~”

“you’re coming with me”

flys across the city with conviction

you’re lying on your bed, face mask on and reading a book in peace before your oh so wonderful boyfriend comes crashing through your open window

you don’t even flinch. so used to his surprise visits, you close the book and sigh

“to what do i owe the great pleasure of having you break into my house? again”

hawks holds the cute girl up, squishing her cheek as she laughs from the adventure they just went on

“mommy!”

“surprise!”

this time, you drop the book

eventually, with some cupcakes and chicken, the little girl tells you two about how she went to play with some kid and got zapped by a quirk and ended up here

you also find out she’s the youngest of four

you look a little sick but keigo gives you a shit-eating grin

he’s so excited about having a family with you

you can’t deny the tingle in your heart

parades the girl around the house and they’re both laughing the same laugh, eyes bright with joy

it makes your heart hurt and now you have to join into the shenanigans

you spend the day playing games, doing face masks, and reading books to fall asleep to

when you wake up, she’s gone but keigo’s arms are still firmly wrapped around your waist

“so now that you know i’m gonna trap you with four kids, when are you gonna pop the question?” you joke

but hawks isn��t laughing. instead, he’s smiling at you in a way that makes your eyes widen

he digs in his coat and pulls out the ring

“i was gonna try and make it a little more romantic. but why wait? so, what do ya say to taking my last name?”

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fluffywings13 · 3 years ago

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Red Wings, Cotton Ball, And Purple Kitty

“It’s okay.”

Six year old Izuku whispers softly as he waves his hands placatingly, he’d only come to play at the park, daddy said he had to be home by four, he’d been swinging on the swing set when the other boy had come running passed, tripping over his own feet, they made eye contact for a brief moment, and he’s never seen as much terror in someone’s eyes in his short six years on this earth then in that brief moment when their eyes met. The snowball followed after the other boy, jumping off the swing when the purple haired kid scrambled to his feet and continued running, looking the other way to see if anyone was chasing him, he spotted two officers looking around the park, sensing danger, he chased after him, something wasn’t right, Izuku may only be six years old, but he liked to think he was a great judge of character, and something about this picture was wrong.

So he made chase.

Which brings them here, in a dark shadowed alley, fifteen minutes after the time he was supposed to be home, with a new friend (he didn’t know his name but Izuku was under the impression that everyone was a friend until proven otherwise) who looked like he could use one of daddy’s famous legendary papa bird hugs, like, a thousand of them, just a giant never ending famous legendary papa bird hug. The other boy looks terrible, dirty, a leather face guard (muzzle, Izuku, it’s a muzzle) curled around his face, blood seeping out from underneath, and pale under the smudge of all the dirty.

“It’s okay. My names Takami Izuku.” The white haired six year old waves his hands soothingly. “I’m here to help you.” The other boy whimpers softly. “Those people are looking for you, right?” The purple haired boy whimpers again, this time there’s a hint of fear within, and he nods slightly. “Are they bad people, are they trying to hurt you?” Izuku thinks it’s a stupid question as soon as he asks it but there’s no taking it back at this point. “My daddy can help you.” The other boy shakes his head and he nods. “Uhuh, my daddy’s a hero, you know, daddy can help you and he can protect you and he can make sure no one hurts you ever again.” The other boy shakes his head again. “Yea he can, daddy can make you all better again, he won’t let anything bad happen to you ever again.” Izuku holds his hand out. “But we have to go, they were coming this way when I ran over here, if we don’t leave now, they might find us.”

The purple haired boy seems against it, but at the same time, he seems to want to get away before he’s found by those other people, and hesitantly reaches out to take his hand, letting him pull him to his feet. “Come on, we should get back to my place before my daddy comes looking, or worse, sends out a search party.” He rolls his eyes. “Daddy’s an overprotective worry wart.”

He pulls the other boy down the length of the alley, peeking out around the edge, he spies the two officers who’d been chasing after his new friend searching over by the jungle gym, and he turns the other way. “This way, come on.” The purple haired boy whimpers softly when he’s tugged forward, running with him, not that he had much of a choice, what with his grip on his hand.

They weave between people, some passersby gripe at them when they cut them off, but they pay them no mind as they run down the sidewalk, as far away from the park and the two officers as they can get. They run through the doors that open for them in a fancy looking apartment building, right passed the security guard who calls out his greeting, and straight for the elevators.

Pushing the button, they wait on baited breath, not knowing if they had been spotted and followed or not, Izuku turns as the elevator door opens, the other boy cries out in terror when the doors to the apartment building open, the two officers chasing after him to the park running inside.

Izuku turns, eyes widening, and yanks his new friend into the elevator, pushing the floor button frantically, willing the doors to close faster. They slowly close just as the officers reach them, shutting in their faces, his new friend tugs on his hand desperately, and he nods, reaching under the collar of his shirt, he pulls out the leather chain he’s wearing, and the other boy watches in wonder as he snaps a red feather attached to the leather chain.

They ride in the elevator for a couple minutes, the other boy clutching his hand fearfully, their elevator opens just minutes before the other elevator opens, and Izuku dashes forward, yanking his new friend along with him, the purple haired boy’s screams are muffled behind his muzzle.

The six year old cotton ball crashes into the double doors of the penthouse suite. “Takami Izuku, give me one reason why I shouldn—What’s going on here?”

The purple haired boy only has a fraction of a moment to stare in awe at Hawks as he’s tugged around to hide behind the man’s legs, he clutches tightly at his new friend’s hand (he knows nothing about him but anyone who would try and help him get away was a friend to him) and curls the fingers of his other hand in the back of the hero’s sweat pants, ducking back slightly when the two officers appear in the doorway, panting and bending over on themselves.

“What’s going on?” He stiffens when a hand rests on his head lightly. “Why are you chasing a six year old.”

“He’s….He’s a runaway.” The taller officer glares at him. “More trouble then he’s worth, always running away from his families, he should be glad that anyone’s willing to take a villain like him.”

Hawks makes a noise he can’t necessarily place a name to. “Tell me, how can a six year old be a villain, that’s a hefty accusation to place on a child.”

“His quirk.” The rounder officer finally catches his breath. “Brainwashing. We have hard enough time finding families willing to take him with his villainous quirk, in my opinion—”

“I don’t believe I asked you for your opinion, officer, and I doubt, given your discriminatory mindset, it’s not one children should hear, so I’d appreciate it if you kept it to yourself.” Hawks’ tone grows firmer. “I’ll take care of things from here, you’re dismissed from his case.”

“Well, sir—”

“Let me reiterate, I will take over his case from here, you’re dismissed, get out of my home.” The two officers swallow at the threatening edge that comes over the hero’s tone and nod meekly, turning tail, pulling the doors closed behind them, the purple haired boy looks up when the hand on his head moves, fingers scratching his scalp lightly, purple eyes meeting gold for the first time. “Hey, lil bird, I know it’s a little late, but is it okay if I touch you?” He nods. “Is it okay if I pick you up?” He nods again, raising his arms when hands curl around his middle and lift him up off his feet, settling him on the hero’s hip as he turns. “Let’s clean you up and get you taken care of, chickadee, my names Keigo, you can call me Keigo.” The man turns to look down at his new white haired friend. “I’ll save a warming from your little behind this time, kiddo, since you were helping a friend.”

Izuku blushes but nods, unconsciously reaching back to rub his bottom at the mere mention, tooshie warmings are not fun.

The other boy looks around as he’s carried back into a large bedroom, through the room, to a large bathroom, and set down to rest on the bathroom counter. Keigo tugs on his ear lightly for his attention and purple eyes lift to meet gold for the second time. “I’m going to remove your muzzle, okay, can I do that for you?” He nods slightly, watching as the hero reaches behind his head for the straps, undoing the latches, he pulls the straps free, and pulls the leather muzzle away, and sighs softly. “Oh, you poor little nestling.”

Keigo pokes the edge of his lips, where the knot for the stitching was, someone had sewed the boy’s mouth closed, sewn his lips together, sloppily too, it makes the hero cringe internally at how agonizing it must have been for the poor hatchling while they were doing it. “Oh, you poor little nestling, I’m so sorry, I’m never gonna let this happen to you again.” He watches the man open a drawer next to him and pull out a small pair of scissors. “Is it okay of I snip the stitches, we can’t leave you like that, we need to get it cleaned up before infection sets in.” He eyes the scissors fearfully but nods. “Thanks, little guy, I’ll try to be as quick and painless as possible, okay?” He nods again, going cross eyed as he watches the hero slowly start snipping the stitches, one after another, until they’re all cut. “I’m going to pull the thread out now, this might be a bit uncomfortable, but it’ll only be a couple seconds, a minute at the most.”

The purple haired boy nods again, Izuku takes his hand comfortingly, and he squeezes fearfully as the hero slowly starts pulling the threading out, whining at the irritation, fresh blood drips down his face as the scabs are broken. “There we go, all out,” the hero reaches up to the cabinet beside him for more supplies. “I’m gonna clean this mess up, it might sting a little, but it’ll only be for a few minutes.” He nods, watching the man soak a few cotton balls in disinfectant, and whines when he dabs at the holes and torn skin. “I can’t really bandage you up, it being your lips and all, but we can make sure you’re on a liquid diet until they start healing.” Keigo tosses the cotton balls in the trashcan next to them. “What’s your name, little one?”

He resists the urge to touch his lips. “H—Hitoshi….Shinsou Hitoshi.” He smacks his lips slightly. “You can c—call me Hitoshi. N—Not Shinsou…Please.”

“Okay, Hitoshi, that’s okay, I’ll call you Hitoshi if that’s what you prefer.” The winged hero looks him over and Hitoshi curls up slightly at the attention. “You need a bath, little birdie, you’re filthy.” He yelps when he’s scooped back up, resting on the hero’s arm as he turns, leaning over to turn on the water for the bathtub, closing the drain to keep it from draining. “How about some bubbles, you look like you need a nice bubble bath.” Hitoshi smiles slightly, he’s never had a bubble bath before, but he’s seen his foster siblings get them, and they look like they’re fun, he smiles as the hero pours in a bit of bath bubble solution and bubbles begin to form on the water.

They turn and the white haired six year old perks up. “Izu, will you go get Hitoshi a pair of your underpants and pajamas, he’s gonna stay the night here with us.”

“Okay, daddy!” Izuku turns and darts away. “Be right back, Hito!”

“How about some toys?”

Hitoshi turns to look at the hero in awe. “Toys too?”

Keigo turns to grin at him. “Can’t have a bubble bath without toys.”

“Cool!” The purple haired six year old smiles. “I never got to do this before.”

“You’ve never—” The hero stares at him in horror and he can’t stop himself from giggling softly. “You’re gonna have a bubble bath everyday for a straight week, you hear me, the whole week.” Hitoshi giggles softly as the man shakes his head and tosses a basketful of toys into the bubbly water. “Never had—that’s so sad.” He smiles when he’s set down on his feet. “Okay, you get undressed and climb in, I’m gonna go see what’s taking Izu so long to get you a pair of underpants and pajamas, honestly, it’s not like I asked him to make them.” Keigo smiles when the six year old giggles again and rubs his head. “I’ll be right back.”

…

Izuku has to go to school the next day, Keigo says he’s not going, just in case anyone tries to come for them, which leaves Hitoshi home alone with the hero for the first time in his entire life, the first time being in a hero’s home for the first time in his life, there’s a lot of firsts here for him.

Any fear that the hero was going to turn out to actually be a giant tightwad and a stickler for the rules is dashed when they get to the hero’s office, the man tosses his coat onto his desk, and he shrieks when he’s scooped up from behind. “Let’s have some fun. All work and no play makes for a very bored Hawks.”

“W—What?” Hitoshi shrieks when the hero falls back on the couch in his office and lays him down on his lap. “K—Keigo?”

“This is the second thing me and Izu did when I first brought him home.”

The purple haired six year old stares up at him. “What was the first?”

Keigo smiles down at him. “Bubble bath, you and him aren’t much different, you know, both came from unsavory circumstances. That’s what made this so important.” The little boy can’t help but giggle when his shirt’s pushed up slightly. “Let’s see what kinda tummy you have.” Hitoshi giggles as his legs are guided back around the hero’s sides and he starts poking around his belly. “Nice, nice, just like I like my little fledgling tummies.” He shrieks and giggles harder. “Chubby and tickly.”

Hitoshi squeals with laughter, those wiggling fingers travel around, they don’t stay in one place, they wiggle in a big circle around his belly, then they wiggle over to the left side, and slowly wiggle their way over to the right, and he cackles brightly, kicking his feet behind the hero. “Aaahhaahahhahahahahahahaaa Keheheheheheheeeiiiii nohohohohohoo! Nohohohot thehehehehehee beeheheheheheheelly! Eeieiaieaaiaaahahhahahahahahahahaha aaahhahahahahahahahahaa Keeheheheheheheheei Keheheheheheheheei! Mehehehehehehheeercy! Plehehehehehehease!”

“Let me think about it.” He pulls his hands away, letting the boy giggle wildly, and wiggles his fingers threateningly above his belly. “Nope, I’m not feeling merciful today.” He claws his fingers in, and the boy squeals, kicking his feet again. “If you’ve never had a bubble bath before I’m betting you’ve never had any tickles before either, and chubby little nestling tummies need to be tickled, any papa bird with half a brain cell would tell you that.”

“Nohohohoho! Nohhoohohot thahahahhaat! Nohohoot thehehehe clahahahhaws! Nohohot thohohose! Eeieieiaiaiahaaahahahahhahahaa Keheheheheeiiii eieiieaaaiaahhahahahhhaahahaahha! Nohohohot thehehehe clahahahhaws! Ahahahahahahehheaheeeeeieiieieaiaiaahaahaahahahhahaha!”

“Oh, yes, the claws.” Keigo chuckles softly, the boy absolutely overcome with laughter, cackling loud and freely, vibrating his fingers and wiggling them in deep. “The claws want a piece of you.”

“Aahahahahahahhahahahaa aeaeeeieieiieieaiaiaaahahhahahahahahahahaa thohohohose ahahahahare thehehehe wohohohorst! Kehehehehheeiii! Thehehehheey tihihihickle! Thehehehhe clahahahahahhaaws tihihihihicckle!”

“They do, huh?” He decides to have some semblance of mercy on the nestling, pulling back his claws, or, in this specific instance, talons, and pokes around the six year old’s chubby tummy, smiling at his wild giggles and squirming. “This tummy has six years of missing tickles to make up for, and what’d you know, I’m free for the first half of my shift to give this tummy the tickles it missed out on.”

Hitoshi bats at the hero’s fingers, shrieking with every poke, kicking at the back of the couch. “Kehehehehei! Kehehehehehei! Nohohohoho pohohohoking! Nohohoho pohohohooking!”

“No poking?” He holds his hands above the purple haired boy’s tummy. “How about claws?”

“No! Nohohoho! Kehehehei!” The purple haired six year old reaches for the hero’s hands. “Nohohot theehehe clahahahaws!”

The hero smiles when he dips his hands and the boy squeals. “Not the what?”

“Claws! Clahahahaws!” Hitoshi tries to catch the hero’s hands and squeals every time his hands dip. “Clahahahaws!”

Keigo hums playfully. “Why not?”

The six year old curls his fingers around the hero’s wrists in an attempt to keep his hands away, well, more so those dreaded claws, but he digresses. “Tihihihickles! Tickles! Tihihihickles!”

“Claw tickles?” Unphased by the little hands latched onto his wrists, the hero lowers his hands, clawing his fingers in the boy’s belly. “Okay, I can do that.” The six year old squeals brightly kicking his feet and batting at the hero’s hands. “Someone’s got a ticklish chubby little tummy.”

Hitoshi squeals with laughter and shakes his head. “Nohohohot! Dohohoho nohohohot!”

“Do not?” The hero returns to poking around the six year old’s chubby tummy, wiggling his index fingers next to his belly button, and the young boy shrieks with laughter, bating at his fingers. “You don’t call this a ticklish tummy?”

Hitoshi shakes his head and shrieks, catching the hero’s fingers and clutching on tight, giggling in relief. “Nohoho!”

“Aw, that’s cute.” Keigo coos down at him. “You think I need my fingers to tickle this little tummy.” The six year old yelps between giggles when the man curls his fingers around his wrists and pulls his hands back, squealing when a dozen feathers, at least, come down to flutter over his tummy. “I have a number of uses for my feathers and one of them is torturing chubby little fledgling tummies.”

…

“Kei,” the hero looks down to the right, where the purple haired boy is holding his hand, and smiles down at him in acknowledgement. “What are we doing here?”

Here?

An animal shelter.

“We’re gonna get a kitten.”

Hitoshi’s eyes widen comically and he bounces, turning to face him completely. “Really! Really, Kei! Are we really!”

Keigo chuckles softly, swinging their arms lightly. “Really, you have to find the perfect kitten, okay, this is your mission.”

The purple haired six year old nods quickly. “Okay! I can do it!”

He looks over to the left when Izuku tugs on his other hand. “Daddy can I pick a kitten too?”

Keigo squeezes his white haired son’s hand (he’s got a purple haired son but the little guy doesn’t know it yet as the paperwork hasn’t been finalized just yet). “You sure can.”

“Yay!”

…

“Kei?”

Keigo looks up from his phone at the boy’s call and grins, patting the spot next to him on the couch, trying to keep from talking too loud lest they interrupt Izuku’s movie. Hitoshi darts forward, climbing up to sit with the hero on the couch. Snuggling down under his arm, into his side, and smiles when Cheeto jumps up to curl up on his lap.

The hero squeezes him close. “Yea, hatchling?”

“Kei,” Hitoshi pets Cheeto’s head gently. “What were those papers you got that made you smile so big?”

“Well, little nestling,” he rubs the purple haired boy’s belly. “Those were adoption papers.”

“But, who—” The six year old’s eyes widen when the hero grins at him. “Me?”

“Congrats, baby bird.” Hitoshi smiles when the man kisses the side of his head. “You’re now officially Takami Hitoshi.”

“So…That means…..That means…” Keigo waits for the boy to find his words. “You’re my daddy now?”

“Sure does, little guy.” The hero nods. “That means I’m your daddy and your my son. We’re a family, you, me, and Izu.”

“And Cheeto and Dorito!”

He chuckles and nods. “Right, and Cheeto and Dorito.”

#parental hawks #shinsou #shinsou hitoshi #Kid Shinsou #adopted midoriya #midoriya izuku #adopted shinsou #mha fluff #mha shinso hitoshi #mha shinsou #mha hawks #mha takami keigo #mha fic #soft fluff #found family #lee!shinsou #ler!hawks

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imagines-mha · 3 years ago

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Some Hope is Better than None

Description: Keigo is determined to infect you with Stockholm Syndrome after spying on you in college. You are extremely stubborn.

TW: bruises, mentions of shouting, dubcon, kidnapping, mindbreak

word count: 1.3k

based on: an anon ask

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It started off as paranoia.

When you woke up to grab a drink in the middle of the night. When you sat, hunched over your desk working on an essay. When you came home from a night out, drunk and vulnerable. That's when you felt it most.

It wasn't exactly off putting at first. A nagging feeling in your chest, that was all. You broke it down to just your mind playing tricks on you. Because you had just moved into a new apartment, you were bound to feel uneasy. You were bound to feel something watching you. You were bound to find some odd coincidences here and there

To him, you were bound to fall prey.

So when he finally caught you, you could only blame yourself for not reading the signs

You weren’t an idiot, but you were oblivious. He would watch as your face twisted in confusion, looking around the kitchen as though you knew he was spying on you. You almost caught him a few times, but he didn’t need to overthink it. He loved the chase anyway.

He loved watching you walk home, your expression growing with more and more worry as the days went on. His hints were getting larger, more obvious, like finding your computer had already been started up before you logged in, or your kitchen lights seemed to be on when you were almost certain you had switched them off. But you shrugged it off, because giving into your paranoia would mean losing all hope. And some hope was better than none.

But to him, you were nothing but a fool. A fool he was going to win without breaking a sweat.

“Birdie,” he coos in the sickening voice he always holds when he wants something from you.

You know by conditioning that, if you don’t answer him politely, you’ll be punished. The first few days of your arrival- no, your kidnapping, you fought against him. The bitterness of your own stupidity mixed with disgust at his actions emptied itself in a wretched form of adversity. And then he had stripped you from your life, pinned you down when you were most vulnerable, and used you like you were nothing but a vessel for his pleasure.

You had no idea how long you had been down here now, but it didn’t matter. Nothing did. You were erased, barely even human. He had provided enough evidence to cover up your disappearance to the point it would be futile to even try to escape- because no one would know who you were anyways. That was the thing about being kidnapped by one of the most powerful men in your city: his connections outweighed your sanctity.

You take a deep breath.

“I’m here,” you say, tone dripping with honey

Of course you were here. Where else would you be? Since you came here, you had spent your days cuffed to the bedposts of a king sized bed, and your nights by his side wherever he chose to venture. You had no free will, no choice to go where you wanted. You couldn't even stand up for thirteen hours of the day

But at least he had given you a nice room

No. You couldn’t think that. That was what he wanted you to think. His goal is to have you in every way, shape and form. His goal is to make you love him. You know by the way he speaks down to you, the way he showers you in praise and affection in return for good behaviour, the way he rewards you with showers and your favourite music in exchange for your affection. He was conditioning you into loving him. And you weren’t going to fall for it.

You look up at the doorway for the first time, pushing back the tiny pang of glee in your heart. This is not a feeling of love. This is a feeling of excitement to be freed from your bounds, and they were not to be confused.

He appears moments later, face illuminated by the nightlight on your bedside, causing tiny stars and moons to decorate his right side. He’s wearing his work uniform, save for the jacket. Muscled arms cross over each other, and he leans on the doorframe, taking in your tiny, shrivelled figure in the corner.

If he wasn't holding you hostage and torturing you, you might have found him attractive.

You shrug the feeling off.

“I was thinking…” he trails off, stepping into the room, his boots making the floorboards creak.

You know by his voice that he is in a good mood, but it wasn’t guaranteed. When he elongated the ends of his sentences in an almost bargaining tone, you knew it meant his mood was good now, but could flip very easily depending on which side of the bargain you choose.

You don't want to think about the last time you chose the wrong deal, confidence in your voice. How the chains jangled when he sent you crashing to the floor with the back of his palm alone. How he took your nightlight and revoked your rights to dinner for the next two days. How he screamed.

Oh, how he screamed.

You gulp and straighten up, willing to do whatever he asked of you.

“Why dont we play our favourite game?” he asks, “i had a great day today, and you wouldnt wanna ruin it on me now, would you?”

You almost laugh. He said it as if you had a choice. As if he would actually listen.

You suppose it could be worse. Anything was better than what would happen if you said no. But you were hungry. He had forgotten to feed you breakfast on his way out today, and you suppose he was too busy to remember. It was best not to dwell too much on it, but you hoped he would at least remember dinner.

Maybe after the game, if you ask nicely

You feel his calloused hands undo your chains, and then softly rub at where they dented into your skin. You were used to that, more than anything. When he left you in for longer, your hands and ankles would swell, and then glow with bright red marks that made you feel limp.

They were pretty, though.

You knew this because he told you. Keigo wasn’t the type to call you pretty unless he really meant it, so you knew they were. They made you beautiful, so you didn't mind.

“Smile, baby” he coos again, taking out his polaroid and snapping all of three pictures, the harsh clicks making you uneasy.

You, leant against the bedposts in a tattered nightgown and bruised wrists, weak and malnourished, smiling up at him like he had just saved your life.

You, who did not realise how quickly you were playing into his court

“I’ll count to fifty this time,” he reaches out to pet your hair, and then swiftly retracts his fingers. You can't blame him. Your hair is beyond fixing, and you need a shower desperately. Maybe that would make him remember.

But not now. Showering was not a priority now. You needed to hide.

So you set off through the grand, three story house, taking into mind where and where not you were allowed to venture. The rules were easy. If Keigo caught you in under twenty minutes, he won and you had to reward him with something of his choice. Usually this meant letting him fuck you, or sucking him off until he told you to stop.

But if you won, it meant you could watch a movie of your choice! Anything you wanted!

You haven’t won before, and a tiny voice in the back of your head shouts at you for believing this was a genuine game and not another stupid form of manipulation, but you ignore it.

Some hope was better than none, after all.

#yandere hawks x reader #yandere hawks #yandere x reader #hawks mha #takami keigo #my hero academia #bnha #x reader #yandere #my hero academia imagines #mha

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a-monsters-love · 4 years ago

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Hi! Can please request some spicy headcanons for Tamaki, Hawks and Shoto losing their virginity with a fem reader ? Thank you!

Oh man yES, ahh I love these boys, I will do my best for the ✨spice✨

[Master List]

Amajiki Tamaki (Sun Eater):

boi that anxiety

Realistically it would take a long term relationship to get to second or even third base

He understands sexual desire but god if it only makes him feel more anxious

You need to become his wall

Literally

Instead of him putting his head into a wall he will start putting his head against your head or shoulder or back (idk how tall you are)

He LOVES your body

Claims you’re soft in all the right places

Loves the way you feel pressed into his embrace not that he could ever admit that

With that in mind

It would start with just embracing him

You’d offer your lap and play with his hair

He feels safe in your embrace

The two of you are cuddling

You’re both facing each other

You’ve pulled him into your bust like it’s a pillow and start playing with his hair with your arms wrapped around each other

And then it happens

Your breath hits his ear

You move slightly to adjust

It happens

You feel his grip tighten around you, forcing you to stop moving

“Maki? Are you okay?”

He’s hidden his face and you can feel the heat radiating from his blush

“I, uh, well… I d-don’t know…”

You’re obviously confused

Then you feel it

“We can stop if-“

He cut you off with a sudden burst in confidence and has you on your back while hovering over you

“I-I don’t want to…” His eyes slowly glance over you

Your shirt is loosely pulled down your shoulder exposing your collar bone and the top of your breasts and racked up your stomach slightly exposing your skin

His face was beat red

Yours was heated

You reach up for his face and pull him in for a kiss

When you start touching him something snaps

He’s almost feral with need for you

He has no idea what he’s doing

You have to tell him what to do

If it’s your first time too you MUST tell him when you like things

Greedy for how you taste

He’s needy

Praise kink

JeSUS THE PRAISE KINK

You must tell him that he feels good or what he’s doing is great etc

Will eat you out like you’re his last meal before death

*Ahem.*

Will 100% ask you what you need during/after

He will not know how to look at you afterwards but will cuddle tf out of you

Takami Keigo (Hawks):

So, on a real note

He probably didn’t lose his V card until after he got his own agency

He was raised and monitored by the HPSC since he was 6, I highly doubt they gave him the time

As much as we all agree he has a rut I doubt having one would make a difference in him popping his cherry

He got his agency at 18 and rose the ranks to being a top ten hero by age 20

So I high key doubt he had time to relax and take care of his sexual needs until about 20

The boi also doesn’t actually have friends

He wasn’t raised to make friends, only connections

Realistically you were probably a sidekick at his agency

You found him attractive sure but knew he never gave himself ‘personal time’

You made it your mission to give him the break you knew he deserved

You’d finish all his paperwork that didn’t need his signature

You’d manage to help make sure all the documents he’d have to submit daily would be quick and easy to go through

You’d kick him out of the office to make sure he went and got lunch

You bring/order him lunch when he refused

You kick him out to go home early when he could afford to

At first he didn’t notice

After a week he was confused

After a month he’d start to understand

He’d take time to thank you and make sure you were doing well with all the extra work you decided to take on

The first time he complimented you and your work you blushed a shade he didn’t even know you could get

It was over for you

He made it his goal to see that again

It started with flirty comments

Then he took you on a date

He researched everything he could on dating and what is ‘required’

He was aware of sexual intimacies

He had a sex-Ed class with the HPSC

What he wasn’t prepared for was having to use that education on someone he cared for (not that he’s ever used it before)

He watched you work at the office one day after doing his research like a predator would watch a prey it’s been stalking

Without realizing it he started fantasizing about how your thighs would feel in his hands

How your bust would taste

He wondered what you’d look like under him

He was curious to know what you’d sound like crying out his name

“-wks? Hawks?” Your voice calling him snapped him out of his perverted fantasy

His face blushed brightly as you stared at him with an eyebrow raised

“Can you come look at this for me?” You pointed to your computer

He nods and goes to stand up but quickly sits back down with his legs crossed “N-No I can’t, can you send it to me?” He give a nervous TV approved smile

Did he just stutter?

You give him a once over and he refused to make eye contact with you

You smirk when you see his ‘problem’

“I guess I can just take it home tonight” you shrugged nonchalantly and give him the side eye, “You’re welcome to come help if you’d like.” You crossed your arms under your bust making it more eye catching

He just nodded furiously

Never had he ever finished paperwork so fast

He nearly crashed into your patio’s sliding glass door like a concussed bird as he arrived

When you let him in he smothered your face with kisses as he kicks off his shoes and sheds his jacket and goggles

They were messy and needy

His usually accurate hands fumbled with the fabric of your clothing

You walk backwards and usher him to your room

You only pull away from the sloppy make out session when you fall back on your bed and pant for air

What he’s actually doing doesn’t hit him until he sees you under him

Clothes disheveled, skin and bra exposed, blushing and panting from his attention

A nervous blush set in on his face

You cupped his cheek, “Is this your-“

He nods before you can finish the question

What a cute baby

You didn’t press him any further but helped him with the clothing removal

You told him you can stop at anytime

He refused every time

The whines this boi makes when you first touch him

He’s a quick learner

You make suggestions and he quickly finds out how to please you

Before you’re even close to finishing you’re nearly certain that he wasn’t a virgin

Nearly

He seems to get harder when you praise him

He has the stamina of a god

He makes sure to memorize everything about your body

Memorizes what makes you cry and melt in his grasp

Stays inside you when you both finish

Buried his face into your bare breasts afterwards

Makes happy noises as he dozed off to you combing your fingers through his hair

Happy birb

Todoroki Shoto:

oh man

This fuckin’ guy

Realistically never cared for the topic

Not that he doesn’t feel the urge but just thinks nothing of it

He probably never realized he even liked you until someone pointed it out

Similar to Hawks he never really got the opportunity to think of such matters

Also same as Hawks would research the shit out of the topic

Boi didn’t know the word for ‘concert’ you really think he’d know shit about dating at first?

*ahem*

He’d take you on dates

He’d realize quickly how much he likes touching you

Touch starved babe

He’d go out of his way to touch you after he noticed how much he likes it

He’d initiate holding hands

He’d hug you randomly

Lay his head on yours or your shoulder or lap

One day he’d hug you from behind as you were doing something in your room

He’d wrap his arms around you under your bust

You’d smile and look up at him

You’d adjust yourself to holding his arms but you’d rub against him just right

Then it happens

The shock of the situation would cause him to freeze

You can feel his temperature control go haywire

“Sho?” You’d ask quietly

Then you’d feel it

To be fair it would be low key stabbing you

N E WAYS

You’d blush loudly

He’d blush and bury his face into the crook of your neck

You’d make a soft noise in surprise

He’d only get harder and more embarrassed because of said noise

You’d ask if he wants to do anything about it

“What?” He asks

I swear this boy doesn’t understand real life you can’t change my mind

You’d whisper what you meant

His grip on you would get tighter

He’d agree

He had a basic understand of how it works

You’d sit him on your bed and you’d sit on his lap

The two of you would make out and remove articles of clothing

The best at unhooking a bra clasp out of the three

Calm externally

Internally freaking out

You can tell by the crazy fluctuation in his temperature

“We don’t have to if you’re not ready” you’d say pressing your forehead to his

He smiles softly and kisses your collarbone

“I don’t think I’ll ever be ready but I want this”

You blush loudly at the comment

He moves you so that he’s hovering over you

You pull him into you and run your hands down his muscular frame

He’s surprised at how easily he melts in your touch

Like Hawks he’s a quick learner

Makes a point to ask if you like how things feel

Could get off on just making you feel good

Uses his quirk unintentionally to make you feel good

Leaves marks all over you without meaning to

Low key wants to mark his territory subconsciously

Kisses all the marks he’s left in the end

Does everything for aftercare without being asked

Pulls you into his chest and smiles into your hair

Snuggle bug

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league-of-thots · 5 years ago

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Quarantine Fun

Pairing: Hawks x reader

Warnings: sensory deprivation, ropes and bondage,

Word Count: 3.6k

A/N: This was part of another lovely server collab that i was so fucking excited to be a part of!! I FINALLY got to yoink my favourite boy hawks and was fucking pumped to write for him so I hope you all enjoy! The masterlist with the rest of the fucking LOVELY writers is right here: COLLAB LIST

It was day three of the quarantine when you finally reached the end of your tether, and as a loud crash came from the other room in your shared apartment, you heard a small tinkling of glass shattering. You feel your pulse beating through your temples in pent up anger and frustration.

“Keigo Takami I swear to GOD! What did you do?!” You throw your phone down on the couch beside you as you angrily speed over to see what your boyfriend had done now in his boredom. You enter the other room and see him sheepishly grin up at you from the floor where he’d somehow managed to end up tied in an awkward position and had knocked into the table, sending a photograph off of it and thus the shattering you’d heard.

“What the fuck?!” you exclaim, grabbing a broom and dustpan to clean away the dangerous glass pieces. “Why are you tied up? How did you even get in that position?” You knew you boyfriend was a man of many talents, but his best talent by far was the ability to get himself into stupidly strange and unnecessary situations.

He just laughs at your questions and as you return with the broom and pan, he’s practically howling on the floor at your expressions. Well, as much as he can with his chest restricted by ropes and hands behind his back, legs at an awkward angle on the floor.

“I’m glad you’re finding this funny.” You harrumph and ignore him, starting to sweep up the glass pieces that make more delicate sounds as you work.

“Aw, babes, don’t be like that!” he gets out as his laughter starts to die down. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to bother you; I’m just going stir crazy in here!”

“I can see that,” you scowl a bit, the confines of your apartment, and the stress of the whole situation starting to really make you grouchy. Luckily, it was a rather small photo, so there wasn’t too much glass for you to clean up. Your boyfriend was now sitting where he’d fallen, trying to cheer you up while you worked, managing to wheedle a couple smiles and chuckles from you, as he always does.

After you finish throwing out the shards, you go back towards him, and stand in front of him with your hands on your hips. He’s trying to get the ropes undone, but with the angle he was in, and how they’d tightened when he’d fallen in a heap, was making no progress. It was amusing to see, and he looked so cute with the pout on his face and the sharp ruffles of annoyance through his wings.

“So, are you going to tell me what you were trying to accomplish with, ah- all of this?” you gesture towards his entire body, looped with rope and patterns. You have an idea of what he was doing, but still unsure as to why. To your surprise your usually unrufflable boyfriend flushes slightly under your attention and mumbles something out. You give him a pointed look so as to say ‘Speak up’ and he clears his throat.

“Well, I was bored, and I know you’re stressed so I was thinking of fun ways that we could fix both of our issues, if you catch my drift.”

“… So you did it on yourself?”

“Just to practice! I hadn’t done sexy rope tying before, only y’know, actual hog tying of villains and stuff.”

“If you refer to this as sexy rope tying ever again, I won’t have sex with you for a month Keigo.” He lets out a protested squawk at that, saying it wasn’t that bad.

“I am stuck though, so ah- babes if you would help me out of these, I really would appreciate it.” He gave you a pleading look and you can’t help but laugh a little at him, rolling your eyes and going to untie him. He reaches up to give you a quick kiss when his hands are free, they’re quick pecks, but energetic as he starts kissing all around your face with your head in his hands. You can’t help but giggle as he distracts you from your mood and worries.

“What exactly were you planning on doing with me though, Keigo? Your whole body is somehow almost all tied up.” You couldn’t even fathom how he’d managed it, maybe with his feathers? Were they that nimble? He stands up moving behind you to massage your shoulders gently.

“Well I was reading up on things and saw something about how sensory deprivation in small doses can made people less stressed and anxious. I was thinking it might be an interesting idea to try out, especially because you’re on edge.”

“You’re just horny because you have so much extra energy with the quarantine being in effect.” You say sharply, though you’re touched by your boyfriend’s idea. He was pretty great to you.

“I’m not going to deny that either.” You can practically feel his smirk from behind you. “How can you blame me though when there’s such a hot woman in front of me 24/7 because of this quarantine?” he smacks your ass and you let out a shocked noise, not having expected it.

You lightly swat his hands away, but he slouches on top of you, clinging to you and cooing into your ear.

“The one good thing about this quarantine, is that at least we can finally spend some time together. Even if I drive you up the walls sometimes.” He hums, his fingers starting to tease the waistband of your shorts. “I wish it was less of a complete break, and more of a less busy work schedule, but beggars can’t be choosers.” His hands have gone down your sleep shorts now and started teasing your folds, never quite going where you want them too. He starts kissing your neck, nipping at it and licking it over, humming with happiness. Even though the quarantine was a lot of stress for everyone, you were happy to see Keigo finally getting the rest he needed, the bags under his eyes had started to disappear and he had more life to him.

You whine as he continues his teasing, knowing he loves making and watching you squirm. You’ll let him for now, letting him have his fun because you know by the end of your night, you’ll be screaming his name in bliss.

“So, do you trust me enough to let me try some things, Y/N? I’m really thinking it’ll be fun and let us blow off some of the stress and boredom.”

“You already bought everything for it, didn’t you?” You’re palming his slowly hardening member behind your ass.

“If you said yes, I wouldn’t have wanted to wait at all, can you blame me? I think you’re going to look so fucking hot all tied up and completely in the dark about what’s going to happen to you next.” A groan slips out of you at his words, his fingers finally giving you some relief as they finally breached your wet folds.

“God, yes, I’m so excited to see what you have ready for me Keigo. You know I trust you more than anyone else, so bring it on.”

“You remember the safe word though?”

“Of course.”

“Good, then we can get started love-dove.” You groan at the pun but you don’t really have time to say anything as he whips you up into the air, laughing, carefree for once. He catches you, kissing you as you giggle at his playful energy, it’s been so long since you’d seen it from him.

You lose track of how long the two of you stand in the hallway, you in his arms and his hands on your ass. He bites at your lips, begging to be let inside in his own way, and you respond as you always do, opening your mouth for him and nipping back, making it interesting for him.

He slowly starts walking down the hall with you in his arms, still keeping his lips connected with yours as he kicks open the bedroom door. Pulling back he smirks a little and tosses you back on the bed, his eyes glinting with glee and barely contained lust.

“Clothes off babes, I want to see those pretty tits of yours.” You follow his instructions, practically sliding out of your clothes as if you’d somehow turned into liquid. His watchful eyes never move off of you body as he stands at the foot of the bed, arms crossed. He licks his lips and catches your eyes after that with a smirk as he quickly worms out of his own clothes. You notice that he’s already half hard, but seems to be completely ignoring it as he heads over towards the closet where he must have hidden his new toys.

You feel excitement running through your veins, as you hear shuffling of fabrics and the unzipping of a bag. Keigo was right, this would be a fucking terrific way to end the boredom that the quarantine had brought. Although you’d never admit that out loud of course, he didn’t have to know the extent of how much and how easily he affected you.

He comes back with a grin as big as the sun itself which is at odds with all the things you can see him carrying, and you feel your eyes widen. That seems to amuse him as he sets the goodies at the foot of the bed and crawls up towards you. His eyes are bright and they take your breath away, you truly understand how his gaze makes people feel as if they were being hunted, the way he’s looking at you now makes you lose your breath, makes you feel as if he’s about to devour your entire being.

He cages you in with his wings, but rather than fear, all you can feel is arousal as he surrounds you, breath heavy despite the lack of action from either of you.

“You have no idea, no fucking idea, how good you look like this.” His hands move to play with your pebbled nipples as he straddles you, leaning down to capture your mouth with his. You let out a small cry that’s easily swallowed by him as he pinches your nipple. You lightly punch him in the side.

“The fuck Keigo? That hurt,” you pout up at him as he snickers.

“I’m sorry its just, god everything was getting so serious babe, this is to blow off steam you know?”

“There are better ways to do that then pinching my tit you ass.” But at this point you’re grinning too, pecking him on the lips. “Are we going to get started yet Keigo? I want you inside me.” His mouth parts, eyes wide as you say that.

“Fuck, are you trying to make me rush through all of the special things I had planned for you babes? Patience Y/N, good things come to those who wait after all.”

“Yeah, yeah birdman. I want to see what you have already.”

“Yes ma’am.” He gives a little salute before backing off, going through the togs he’d bought just for you. “I’m going to start slow, ok? It can be shocking if you’re just getting started with this type of thing.” You nod your head in acceptance and he brings out a rather thick blind fold. He trails his fingers up your body, feather light touches that have you shuddering, as he brings his hands up to your face.

The fabric is cool on your face, and slightly heavier than you expected it to be, and it obscures all of your vision, even every bit of light that had been showering the room.

“It’s ok?”

“Yes, you worry-wart. Keep going please.”

“Good. God you look so fucking beautiful right now.” You can practically hear the expression he gets on his face when he thinks you can’t see him; all his features soften and are etched with love. Part of you wishes you could see it, but part of you is eagerly waiting for what he has next.

You hear the rustling of the sheets as he moves, feel the mattress dip as his weight crosses it, and without words he starts tying you up, first your wrists enveloped by a silky-smooth cloth, then they’re brought to your ankles. As he ties them you groan as you feel the cool air hitting your damp cunt, he hasn’t even really touched you yet and still you’re so aroused and ready for him to take you. Even though you know you’re likely going to have to wait a bit as he explores the new options that he has presented to him.

His lips make his way to yours as he sweetly kisses you. “You’re muttering again dove, are you sure you’re ok?”

“Yes, I’m just so fucking horny I want you inside me already.”

“Well I think I can help you a little bit with that in one minute, just one more thing for you ok? You’re being such a good girl for me.” You whimper a bit at that, with the position you’re tied in, you can’t put any friction onto your aching cunt and it feels like torture.

You feel a heavy set of what feels like headphones, though you can’t be certain without seeing them, cover your ears, the last thing you can hear is Keigo whispering he loves you until all the outside sound is blocked from you. All you can hear now is the thundering sound of blood in your ears and you shiver in anticipation, tied up and unmoving, unable to see or hear, waiting for your lover to fucking touch you already.

Goosebumps rise on your skin as Keigo starts slowly stroking your hipbones, his touch still light but you’re so taken by it because all you can do right now is feel. You whimper as a feather comes up to play with your breasts, the touch almost ticklish but in your aroused state, it only serves to make you more sensitive as you mewl out for him to touch you more.

He listens, as his fingers come to your sensitive areas and you moan loudly in relief as two of his fingers enter your heat up to the first knuckle, his lips starting to kiss and suckle bruises into your sensitive skin. You think you’re being really loud but you can’t tell, the moans and noises you’re making seem magnified because they’re all that you can hear. You feel Keigo muttering words onto your skin but you can’t tell what he’s saying, all you know is that he’s stopped moving his fingers and it’s driving you insane to have something in your heat but not providing any form of relief from his teasing.

“Keigo, please move!” you plead with him, desperately trying to move your bound body to provide some sense of friction, some sense of deeper penetration as you wail in frustration as he keeps himself deadly still.

Your breaths are heaving as your legs begin to shake with the strain of holding them up because of the bondage. As soon as you think he’s going to leave you there waiting for a long time, he suddenly thrusts deep into your cunt and you clench around him with a surprised shout. It doesn’t take long for him to build you up to that edge, your body so needy and responsive to his touch, as you praise him, tell him how good it feels. It’s so easy to get lost in the sensation of him pounding his fingers into you as he frantically starts rubbing your clit. You feel yourself clench around him, and he shifts the angle of his fingers a little bit to hit your sweet spot.

You swear you see lightning in the darkness of your blindfold, your back arching up sharply as you come undone around his fingers with a lewd moan. He keeps pushing in, helping you ride yourself through it, but doesn’t stop. The sensations feel so much more potent than usual, and you try to squirm away from the added stimulation but you can’t. You whimper as he once again brings a feather up to play with your tits as he adds a third and then fourth finger into you.

You can practically hear his teasing, “but baby, you asked me to touch you, you said you wanted me inside you. That’s all I’m doing babes.” Even in your head he’s smug and deliciously torturous and you cry out again as you feel the tips of his fingers crashing into that spot deep within you, over and over and over again. You’re tightening up once more, hanging onto the feeling of being finger fucked when its all you can focus on, all that you can actually feel happening.

You can feel yourself about to cum when suddenly you’re empty. “NO! Keigo you fucking bastard! I was so close!” You shout out to him, even though you know you won’t hear a response. You feel tears welling up in your eyes at the desperation you feel in your groin, you were so fucking close.

Seeing this must stir something in your boyfriend though, because soon enough you feel the weeping head of his cock at your entrance. You wiggle as much as you can, your body ready and waiting for him. With no warning, he sheaths himself inside you completely, and you blissfully feel full again, the curve of his cock pressing into you just right, the vein on the right side scraping your walls amazingly.

You can feel drool dripping down the side of your face as he pounds into you relentlessly, unable to form any completed thought much less coherent words. You can hear yourself mumbling and groaning out mixtures of praises and his name repeated like a chant. You feel his body shuddering against yours, the excitement and arousal you feel mirrored by him as he leans down and bites at your collarbones, marking you again and again as his, only his.

You feel yourself clench down on his cock, your release sneaking up on you as his rhythm starts to become more irregular.

His pace gets quicker, your mouth dropped open in a silent scream as he frantically pounds into you with almost manic energy. You can feel him shuddering and you know he’s approaching his own end. You clench down on his dick, squeezing him to get him to release inside of you and he comes down with a final bite on the inside of your shoulder. You feel the warm liquid fill you inside, and it feels amazing, and good god how much of it there is. He must have been loving every second of teasing you and every second of pleasing your body.

He pulls out slowly, kissing softly at the bite that you can feel pulsing and oozing a bit of blood. It feels so much emptier than it usually does, and you can’t help but whimper, you wouldn’t mind him just staying sheathed within you. You feel him murmuring against your skin, and you can feel the love from him in the care he takes with your shaking body, slowly bringing you back from your high and bringing you back into a world where you have all your senses back.

He starts by cleaning up the mess between your thighs, the touch of the towel rough but relieving to you, the cum already cooling down and starting to stick uncomfortably on your skin. After that’s complete, he begins to untie the nots, with a gentleness so at odds from how hard he’d been pounding into you beforehand. He strokes your skin as he undoes the bondage, kissing your skin and making sure that he hadn’t cut off any blood flow, that you were perfectly safe.

God how you much you loved him.

After he was finished with that, he brings you into his arms, having you sit on his lap as he strokes your back. You squeeze his torso and stay pliant in his arms, feeling absolutely pampered and safe. There’s no better feeling than that, you think. He was right though, you do feel completely relaxed, some of the stress leaving your body.

He lifts off one side of the noise cancelling muffs, and everything sounds so much louder, despite not having your hearing taken for very long.

“You alright dove? You didn’t use the safe word, but you seemed pretty far gone for a moment.”

You hum. “It felt amazing Keigo, but good lord, you’re such a tease you know that?”

He chuckles softly at that. “I’m sorry but you look and feel so good when you’re all flustered and riled up. I love it.” All his motions are slow now, relaxed as he slowly gives you back all the senses you’d been missing; the other side of the muff coming off when he thinks you’ve had ample time to recover.

When your blindfold comes off, you see his wrecked hair and red cheeks and you’re so grateful for the time you’ve gotten to spend with him during these trying times.

You softly kiss him. “Bath time?”

“Of course, Y/N. Let’s get us both cleaned up then love.” The two of you get up, holding hands, and you don’t let go even in the large bathtub until you actually have to, to get cleaned up.

For the first time in a while, the two of you are both spent, relaxed and completely happy, and if there’s any better feeling in the world; you’d probably never find it.

#bnha x reader #hawks x reader #smut #jays writes #discord collab

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genderfluid-insomniac · 3 years ago

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"A Great Vacation" ~ dolphin trainer!Hawks x reader

words: 1.9k

A/N: I am on vacation now when we happen to see dolphins at the place we're staying which happens to be called "Hawks Cay". I can't get this 5'8" blond glorious birdman out of my head but make sure to social distance and wear masks when you're on vacation!

The wetsuit clung to your warm skin, the water dripped on the concrete and you put your arm through the sleeve, shivering at the cool fabric. Adjusting your wristband, you locked your locker with your things in it and headed over to the pool where the rest of your group was.

While you were on vacation there was a local sanctuary for dolphins and other sea animals, taking the opportunity to sign up for a dolphin experience that benefitted both you and the dolphin who’d been rescued from severe injuries. As much as you were very excited to see the dolphins, your instructor was quite attractive and you probably looked ridiculous avoiding any and all eye contact when he was addressing the group.

This name tag he wore said Keigo and he was absolutely stunning. He had bright tousled blonde hair with piercing gold eyes and you could see his toned body through his wetsuit. His personality was so carefree but cautious when it came to safety with you and the dolphins and his smile made your blush darken to a crimson, you really couldn’t think straight at all around him.

The worst part was, he noticed. And would flirt back. When he was handing out the wetsuits for the group and going over prohibited items on someone while in the water, his gaze flicked to yours every couple of seconds and winked. Smirking subtly when he caught you blushing or dropping your gaze away from him.

It seemed like he enjoyed teasing you specifically for who knows what reason and of course who were you to stop him. Keigo handed out wetsuits and was double-checking everyone’s sizes when he saw you slightly struggling with balance trying to put a leg through.

“Here, let me help! These things can be tough at times,” Feeling his arm around your waist as he steadied you, holding the side of the wetsuit for you as you were pressed up against his bare back.

The one thing you failed to realize when he walked over was that he made sure everyone had their suit on before his in case of any problems (which apparently was you). You could feel his toned stomach and abs against your back, the heat from the sun not helping with the situation, and noticing his muscles flex when he reached down.

Meaning, this gorgeous flirty man was only in a swimsuit behind you who was purposely trying to fluster you, who only wore a swimsuit trying to get their suit on under their bathing suit. You must be in heaven, that’s the only explanation. Blushing you made a noise of agreement as you were able to put your leg through,

“T-thanks for the help.” Hearing his chuckle and whisper, “No problem. Happy to help, cutie! I’m so excited to teach you today” While you wanted to say something your mind disagreed, making you completely speechless in the process, and managed to come up with only two words.

“Me too,” Brandishing a smirk and hugging your waist before letting go and walking off, his head still tilted towards you as he showed off his tattoo on his back. Pair of red wings that stretched out to his elbows and midway down his back, seeing the shading shift when his shoulder blades moved.

You had just met this man and you were helpless. Hearing his smooth gentle voice call out to his coworker, “Rumi! Get your group ready to go in the water and tell Dabi to stop scaring the kids with sea monster stories!” muttering curses under his breath.

Fast forward to now where you all were wearing life vests and in the water with two of the dolphins and Keigo. “I know at times it can be scary to try new things, but awesome job getting in the water, even if it’s a bit cold” You all laughed awkwardly and waded your arms around you, catching the dolphins coming up next to him and splashing him.

His absolutely infectious laughter was music to your ears as he shielded himself with his arms and splashed them back, blowing the whistle and signaling to them that they won and to stop. Still laughing he turned to your group, locking eyes with you, and addressed the group.

“These guys are very playful so don’t be too surprised if they have some fun!” Getting a chorus of laughs from the rest of the group but another blush from you and you laughed along as well.

“Okay so, let’s start! This girl here is Tundra and this is Sara, they both grew up together when get got caught in some nets and washed up on shore a few miles away from here.” His smile charmed the audience as he ran his fingers through his dirty blonde hair, continuing the story.

“Tundra here loves to play around but she’s super friendly. Can you guys wave to her?” You all waved to the dolphin next to Keigo, smiling and murmuring excitedly when she waved back. Your instructor looked very happy, giving a fish to her.

About half an hour passed as the time was ending when something you didn’t expect was announced, “So to end our memorable experience, let’s thank your friends here and give them some love. Each of you will give one of our friends a kiss.”

Your turn came up and you swam towards the dolphins and Keigo, deciding that you’d kiss the dolphin that you liked the most, burying the thought that you would rather kiss the attractive blond instead. Trying to fight a blush coming up when you were in front of him,

“Hope you’re not too cold in the water because I’m more than happy to warm you up.” He motioned the one you chose and guided your hands with his and held your hip to his to keep you from falling. You felt a bit braver and decided to go for it.

“I’d rather kiss you than the dolphin, Keigo.”

“I’m more than happy to grant that request after the show, Y/N”

With that you held the dolphin's mouth and placed a quick kiss on her mouth, swimming back trying to play it off like nothing happened, but something told you the rest of the group had caught on that something was going on between you two. but didn’t seem to mind.

You all waded back to the platform near the dock while the two other trainers joined Keigo, one of them being a beautiful woman with long white hair tied into a brain laughing at her other coworker who looked unhappy to be completely soaked.

He had short black hair with burns on his face with many piercings shouting something at both of them to stop laughing at him, threatening to push him into the water. You laughed quietly as you saw them call all the dolphins over and give them fish, blowing their whistles.

They flipped in the air, crashing down into the water and performing certain tricks, and coming back for fish. Everyone applauded when they finished and you started to head over to the changing rooms, ready to take off this cold wetsuit. Passing by the two trainers and seeing them motion you over.

“So you’re the one who has Takami’s attention! Nice to meet you! Name’s Rumi! The burnt one is Dabi.” You stifled a laugh at her statement as he punched her arm. “It’s nice to meet you both! I hope it wasn’t too noticeable,”

“With Takami, it always is but you’re good. He’s generally very charismatic with others but we’ve never seen him blatantly flirt with someone!” Someone called them over and waved goodbye to you Rumi jogging over and Dabi begrudgingly walking over as well.

Smiling, you shook your head and went to get changed, stepping up the ramp while thoughts buzzed around your head. As you reached the door to the changing room, a hand touched your shoulder and saw none other than Keigo himself. Already changed out of his wetsuit and into his bathing suit, sporting some loose necklaces and red earrings.

“Hey, I can help you change if you want. I know those things are hard to get out of, especially after you get wet.” Smirking as he eyed you up and down before quickly switching expressions, “That is if you want to, it’s completely okay if you don’t though.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the way he nervously played with one of his earrings, still being his adorable self. “Keigo, I’d gladly love help. Knowing me, I’ll probably need it.” He laughed with you, leaning against a wall as you went in to get your stuff.

This was actually happening. This amazingly gorgeous man was actually into you.

Getting your stuff you opened the door to see him smile and tilt his head towards the nearest bathroom. As you walked, you couldn’t help but get a bit nervous about this but you were more excited than anxious.

The door closed and you felt his hands on your waist as you put your stuff down. Turning around to meet his gaze but you were stopped as he tightened his grip on your waist, pulling you back into his body. Keigo placed kisses on your neck, reveling in the sighs you gave in response.

He placed pecks on your neck, sucking and biting certain spots, humming when you relaxed your neck on his shoulder. “Mhm, dove you are so gorgeous. I could barely do my job when you’re there in that skin-tight suit, and I’m not going to lie when I say I'm excited to see this off you.”

“Then why don’t you find out?” He pulled the zipper on your back down, hearing the sound of it slowly descending and feeling the air brush against your bare skin. You began to pull your arms out of the sleeves while Keigo pulled the tight material down your hips and caressed your legs.

Your breath hitching when he ran his hands over your thighs, whispering under his breath how soft and perfect they were. Lifting your legs out of the pants and standing there only in your bathing suit, moving closer to Keigo and putting your arms around his neck, kissing him softly.

Happily returning the kiss, he nipped your bottom lip and ran his hands over your figure. You opened your mouth letting him in, his tongue brushing against yours and moaning softly. His lips were so soft and warm, weaving your fingers into his blond wiry hair.

A phone went off and Keigo broke apart quickly, “Ignore it, I want you so fucking bad, Y/N.” “So do I, Keigo.”

A few seconds passed as his phone again, groaning, he stepped back, keeping his hand around you and answering whoever was calling him. “Yep…. yeah, I’ll be right there.” He frowned and kissed you again, slipping you a piece of paper.

“Gotta go, dove. Text me, we’ll finish this later~” Quickly escaping out the door and winking, leaving you a flustered giddy mess. This was turning out to be a good trip and it would only get better.

#pro hero hawks #hawks x reader #mha hawks

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decembersylph-a-t-u · 3 years ago

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I mean … Why not?

Vigilante AU - The Siblings Blonde

After a particularly bad day of being abused by his father, Keigo decides to run away. He lives on the streets before being found by Jin.

Jin’s family is lower middle-class, living in the shadier part of town. (Twice is canonically 31 when he first debuts, and Hawks is 22-23, so an 8-9 year difference.)

Jin finds Keigo wandering the streets, an almost feral child, and decides to try talking to him. That doesn’t work out so well as Keigo is mistrustful of people after just escaping an abusive environment, but he is more trustful of kids than he is of adults due to his mind seeing people way older than him as dangerous and not to be trusted. Jin wins his trust by giving him food and meager medical attention through rubbing alcohol and band-aids. Keigo learns about Jin having DID and he shares about how his parents were abusive, his father having been a thief and killed someone. The two bond over their unfair hand in life, eventually becoming as close as brothers.

Tragedy strikes when Jin’s parents die in a house (apartment building) fire due to a pro *cough Endeawhore cough* not being aware of his surroundings while chasing a criminal while patrolling. Jin and Keigo leave the area, deciding it’s not safe to be in the area.

To survive, they pickpocket cash and items off of people, as well as stealing from shipping warehouses. The two kids eventually gain a reputation as hard to catch thieves because one can detach his feathers and use them as distractions and the other can make clones of himself. Heroes and police try catching them to no luck, as even when trying to ambush them, the two are able to escape thanks to their Quirks aiding them in escaping. They gain the names Twice and Hawks from other criminals that have a soft spot for the two and get amused that two kids not yet in their teens are making the pros and police run around like headless chickens trying to catch them.

Some years later, Keigo, at age 15, finds a young kid on the streets. 8 year old Kaminari Denki was abandoned on the streets. His Quirk had been hurting him, affecting his grades, but his teachers didn’t see it. His parents called him a failure, telling him to shape up and not use his Quirk as an excuse for “laziness”. Denki had snapped when his classmates began pushing him around, trying to get him to go into his “dumb mode” for their own amusement, and he gave the ones closest to him electrical burns. His teachers had told his parents he attacked his classmates unprovoked, causing Denki’s parents to become violent with him. He ran away, traumatized by what happened.

Keigo was reminded of his childhood when hearing from Denki why he was out on the streets, and learned just how Denki’s Quirk affected him. He decided to take Denki back to his and Jin’s hiding place, where Jin wasn’t so keen on keeping Denki because he and Keigo were barely able to get by themselves, but eventually caved at the powerful pair of pleading faces.

Jin and Keigo trained Denki in using his Quirk in hand-to-hand, and Denki learned how to cause power outages purposefully without hurting himself. (Some police and even pros actually wept when they learned there was now another “blonde brat” that they had to go after, this one able to cause power outages that could spread to several blocks!)

The three accidentally busted a trafficking ring when they were stealing from a storage warehouse, which had young children captive. The three had only meant to steal some food from there, or valuables they could sell, but upon seeing young kids that were hurt and looking scared, they decided to give the adults a little nasty surprise. The pros and police that arrived on scene learned from the kids that “three blonde kids” had saved them. They immediately knew who saved the kids and news started spreading that there were three young vigilantes on the scene.

Seeing the news, the three have a debate on whether to keep on saving people, before ultimately agreeing it’s a good idea. Thus giving pros and police alike more headaches.

Some years later, when Himiko lashes out at her middle school graduation and runs away, she ends up meeting “the Brothers Blonde” as they’re being called by the media. Himiko had been running on instinct when she attacked them, but got knocked out. She later woke to find blood in a glass ready for her, Jin having been the donor. Himiko learns that the boys had realized she needed blood, and she learns they got mistreated by society one way or another. She quickly becomes part of their team, and so the “Brothers Blonde” become the “Siblings Blonde”, as the media catches wind of her.

Some parts of this AU are:

People wonder if they’re actually related, as the four are all blonde (even if different shades of).

The four like to play pranks when stopping the baddies. (Once, the pros and police called in to collect some criminals found them strung suspended from a telephone pole, covered in yellow paint with their faces covered in funny additions drawn on with permanent markers.)

Twice is the embodiment of the quote from the live action Cat In The Hat: ‘A little voice inside of me is saying, "This is a bad idea." But I can barely hear that little voice, because an even louder little voice is screaming, "Let the twelve-year-old drive."’ He is both the encourager of chaos in his siblings and the one to reel them back when they’re likely to get in over their heads. When he isn’t trying to coral his siblings, he likes to read whatever books he can get his hands on.

Hawks was pretty much an emotionless, quiet child due to his parents’ abuse, so when he became older, he started venting through graffiti and nailing people with paint-filled water balloons. He’s where the Siblings usually get their paint to dump on people, because Keigo has a stock.

Denki learned how to hack from some criminals with computer skills. He has a habit of going into chat room forums and trolling people that deserve it, as well as crashing the computers of hackers in video games that go against the rules to play unfairly.

Himiko is into insects. When she learned about mosquitoes and other bloodsucking insects, she grew a hobby of catching, collecting, and releasing them on her enemies. Her brothers know to stay well out of her room, because she can and will unleash her insects on them if they enter without her permission and it’s not an emergency.

Denki often complains over being the baby of the family, but doesn’t actually mind it since he likes the attention of his siblings.

Keigo will take to ferrying his siblings around when bored, but doesn’t do this as much as he used to with Jin since Jin grew heavier than Keigo as they grew older.

Himiko will often pull her brothers into a night of letting her paint their nails, with Jin sporting alternating black, gray, and sparkly white, Keigo with sky blue, and Denki with sparkly yellow.

Jin will often use his Quirk to make copies of objects, and then have his siblings tell which is real and which is fake, with Denki having the better success rate as he can tell the difference in electromagnetic fields the objects give off.

They all hate Endeavor, have a great respect for Present Mic, Eraserhead, and Ms. Joke, among a few other Pros, and don’t like All Might.

#original idea?#boku no hero academia #boku no hero academia au #jin bubaigawara #keigo tamaki #denki kaminari #himiko toga #ngl I see these four being like siblings if they had the chance #I give them the chance here #vigilante au

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silenceofthecookies · 4 years ago

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Happy anniversary - Hawks x reader

Ok, here’s a horribly self-indulgent piece I wrote as I was lying in my bath, with my bathroom lit by only candles, with some whisky blues in the back and a glass of mead next to me. I was so damn relaxed and it was perfect. I hope this gives you guys about the same feeling! ❤

Gn reader Warnings: bathing together but it’s still sfw

You let out a relieved sigh as you pulled up your car in front of your home. Today had been a terribly exhausting day and you wanted nothing more than to crash on the couch and watch tv until you fell asleep. Maybe get some cuddles in with your boyfriend, who knows. It wasn’t necessary but it was definitely something you could use right now.

After closing the front door behind you, you slipped off your shoes and coat and just left them on the floor. You stumbled to the living room, only to find it empty. All lights were out as well, which confused you. Keigo should’ve been home already. You called out his name, wondering if maybe he had to do overtime. There ain’t no rest for the wicked and by extension, not for the heroes either. You heard him call back to you from the bathroom though, so that’s where you went. What you saw when you arrived there shocked you.

Hawks stood in the bathroom, which was only lit by a bunch of candles. You noticed one of them was your favourite scented candle. The tub was already full of water and it was covered in foam. Next to the tub stood two glasses, one with your favourite drink, and one with his. The moment you entered the doorway, Keigo tapped his phone and a whisky blues song started playing. Keigo looked at your shocked face with a grin.

“Hello baby, how was your day?” There was a brief moment of silence before you answered, as you were processing everything that you just saw and heard. “A whole lot better now.” Keigo’s grin dropped briefly, before making place for a soft smile. “Rough day huh?” “You have no idea.” “Well, how about we get in the tub and you tell me about it? Or don’t, if you don’t want to. Your pick.” “That sounds great.”

The both of you undressed and got in the tub, you comfortably resting your back against Keigo’s chest. He had his arms wrapped around you and was peppering your shoulders with kisses. You let out a content sigh and told him about your day as he continued showing you in attention and affection. Once you were done talking, there was a comfortable silence as Keigo pulled you in a tight hug from behind you. The effect this man had on you always amazed you. He never failed at making you feel wanted and loved. Whenever you were feeling down, he always knew just what to say or do to make it better. You silently thanked your lucky stars for giving you such an amazing boyfriend as you took one of his hands and kissed the back of it. Keigo let out a chuckle from behind you at the display, understanding your silent message.

“Hey Keigo?” “Yes?” “Did you know I was having a bad day?” “I didn’t, why?” “Because of all this. The timing is just a little too perfect, isn’t it?” “Baby… do you remember the date?” “Yes… why?” “What day is it?” “Monday?” “Baby, it’s our anniversary.”

You stared in shock to the wall in front of you, processing the words you just heard. Once their meaning sank in, you let out a gasp.

“Oh my god Keigo I’m so sorry! With everything that’s going on I completely forgot…” “It’s nothing babe, usually I’m the one who forgets dates, right? Just sit back and relax, this is just double the reason for me to spoil you.”

Before you could even protest, Keigo started washing your hair. It’s something he’d done more often but it never failed to relax you. Washing your hair always came with a lot of attention and affection and even a small massage. Once he was done, you insisted on doing the same to him. Instead of him turning his back to you though, he just stayed the way he was, wrapping his arms around you as you reached up to put the shampoo in his hair. Once you were done with his hair you leaned in for a short kiss.

“You know, all this makes my whole day worth it.” “I’m glad to hear that. Want to stay in the bath a little longer? Or do you want to snuggle up in bed with a movie?” “Snuggles and a movie sound perfect.” “Snuggles and a movie it is.”

Keigo laughed as he got out of the bath and handed you your towel. The both of you dried yourselves off and got dressed before moving to the bedroom. Keigo lied down first and opened his arms to you, inviting you to join him. You didn’t hesitate for a second and crawled under the blanket next to him, resting your head on his chest. Keigo chuckled a little and moved his wing to cover you as a little bit of an extra blanket. His warm body and wing were a nice contrast to the cold air that hung in your bedroom and you snuggled as close to him as you could while he put on a movie for the two of you to watch.

You lived for moments like these. Just being close to him was all you needed to have a good time. Even though he had put on one of your favourite movies, you weren’t even paying attention. Instead you focussed on him, his breathing, his little chuckles whenever something funny happened in the movie,… To you, he was perfection itself.

“Hey, Keigo?” “Yes?” “Happy anniversary.” “Happy anniversary, my love.”

#hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha #mha #hawks #keigo takami #hawks imagine #keigo takami imagine #bnha imagine #mha imagine #cookie writes #scenario #personal writing #tw nudity #scheduled post

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kiegosbby · 4 years ago

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hawks x f!reader

so this is it. This makes me honestly sad, but there will be other series. I wish this wasn’t the end but the story was going no where. I love you all, thank you for following along.

warnings: Crying, cheating, breakup, mentions of wishing to die. (If you squint)

let’s get this over with.

✁- - - - - - r- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

3 years later~

time flys fast when your dating the hero that's just a bit to fast..

you and hawks had been happy. You two had gotten married, and you were happy. you had a daughter, you named her suki she was beautiful, she got her quirk early and she had a mix of you and kiegos wings. she heal and use them as kiego did. She was your light when everything went wrong..

kiego always tried to be there as much as he could. but about a year after you gave birth to your daughter, you couldn't help but notice that he was more, absent then normal. and when you started to notice it, you ignored it. maybe he just needed some time apart for you and suki? some time alone maybe, that's what you would tell yourself.

but one night, he came home late as he had been for months. you thought nothing of it, and pretended to be asleep so that you wouldn't have to face him. it's been like this for weeks, You both haven't had a full conversation in months.

as you cried silently, trying to play sleep, he laid down next to you and the overwhelming smell of perfume took your senses. it smelt of cheap perfume. nothing like the kind you ever wore, and it broke your little heart.

you laid there stiff until you heard his breaths even out and you slowly got up, grabbing a bag and packing a couple of clothes for yourself, and then walking into your daughters room, packing her baby bag.

before grabbing your daughter you messaged one of your friends that you thought could help you.

To: Aizawa

hey I know it's really late I'm sorry but is it ok if I crash at your place with suki for a little?

totally ok if not, don't worry.

he quickly sent a reply, thank god.

Aizawa: of course you can come over. I'll pick you up at your place right now.

you sighed in relief and sent him a quick thank you.

you picked your daughter up and went to walk out the door, but a familiar voice stopped you.

"y/n where are you going?" his voice sounded tired. you used to love that voice. you'd dream of waking up to it, and then when you did it used to make you blush like crazy. you missed it. you missed him.

"me and suki are leaving. I'm sorry but I can be with you anymore. if your going to hoe around with other women while your wife is waiting for you at home, hoping for you to just come home tonight then I don't want to be your wife anymore. I'll send you the divorce papers. don't bother trying to contact me again unless it's for my daughter. goodbye keigo." You said youe speech in a hushed tone, trying not to disturb your baby. you watched hawks face intently and saw his face drop.

"wait wait, y/n you can't just take my daughter and leave! and what are you taking about? I haven't been hoeing around?"

"bull fucking shit. I can even smell her on you. do you even try to hide it anymore? what is it huh? Am I not enough for you anymore? not enough to please you? are me and your daughter not enough for you?" you raised your voice and your daughter started to cry, and you hushed her softly.

you looked at hawks and he stood looking down at his feet.

you scoffed.

"and you don't even have the balls to say anything to me. before I leave let me tell you this. I want you to remember this for the rest of your life" you walked up to him and he slowly raised his head, looking at you with sad eyes.

"that day in the warehouse, you should have let me die. it would be better than ever being with you" you stared at him with cold eyes before hearing a beep from a car out front, and picking your stuff up to leave. you never looked back as you walked down the steps to your apartment, hearing hawks call your name.

his voice sounded hurt, Like you had took away his favourite toy, but you kept walking. placing suki in her carrier in the backseat before her in the front.

"please drive" you looked into the empty street trying to avoid hawks screaming at you through the window.

"you can't do this! P-please y/n I'm sorry I love you please g-give me another chance-" and that was the last you heard before aizawa drove away.

after that, 2 years later you were happy. or as happy as you could be.

After aizawa had picked you up, he took you in and took care of you and suki both. he was so sweet and caring, and after 5 months he declared his love for you. he had loved you the moment he saw you, but never wanted to burden you with the news from what was going on in your life.

you accepted his love with open arms, and after all this time, you and him were happy, and nothing could get in your way.

so that brings us to today. it was you and aizawas wedding, and it had been a small wedding, nothing big. only friends and family, the exception for one person.

of course you had to invite him, it would be rude not to. you had to show him what he lost and how happy you were. you know that's petty of you, but it would give you peace after all these years.

of course you had shared time with your daughter but you never saw him.

so this was your time.

you had already been through the ceremony, and were now in the reception. ( that's how weddings work right? )

you were walking around thanking everyone for coming, and your eyes landed on him. he was sat alone, wings drooping on the ground and he looked, tired?

you walked up to him and pulled the seat out next to him.

"is this seat taken?" his said causing him to turn his head and his eyes widened at the sight of you.

"N-no go ahead" He was nervous, his feathers had fluffed up at the sight of you which made your heart ache.

"been a while hasn't it?" you kept your voice smooth, and took a drink trying to calm yourself.

"y-yeah a couple years.. how have you been?"

"well after that night, I'm good. as you can see I'm happy now, and I'm sorry for what I said that night.. it was a momentary thing. I'm great full for the time I had with you. I don't regret anything." you smiled at him sadly, and he looked up at you with a heartbroken look.

"I came here intending to tell you how I felt. I still love you y/n and I think I always will. But when I saw how happy you were with him, I couldn't say anything. I'm sorry for everything I did. I was dumb and I was not being great full enough. I hope your really happy, because if your happy then I can be happy." you saw a few tears drop from his eyes and your heart ached for him. but you had to stay tough.

"I'm sorry for how things happened keigo. I wish you acted differently. we would have been a great family-" you stood and put your hand on his shoulder, before turning away and walking over to your new husband and your daughter, they were dancing and you joined them. you felt a burst inside of you, and you felt it again.

happiness..

#bnha angst #bnha fanfiction #bnha hawks #hawks x reader #hawks x y/n #mha hawks #pro hero hawks #bnha imagines #hawks

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refriedweeb · 4 years ago

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TO STAY HERE WITH ME, TONIGHT

A/N: refriedweeb here! have some gentle comfort fluff.

Prompt: When you signed up for a career as a pro-hero, you knew it’d be hard. So, when your fast flying boyfriend comes home defeated and seemingly broken, you do whatever it is you can to let him know you’re there for him.

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Being a hero wasn’t always easy work. It wasn’t all sunshine and glamor as the media made it out to be sometimes. The commercials, the endorsement, the glorification of what you did to help reduce crime and make the world a better place wasn’t as glorious as it was always painted to be. Sometimes, the heroes lost. The people that they wanted to save weren’t always saved. Their intentions, no matter how pure or genuine, weren’t always seen through for a number of various reasons. The world wasn’t a fair place, and there was nothing that could be down about the ones that you couldn’t save. As a pro-hero yourself, this was something that you had to come to terms with time and time again. It never got easier after losing on a mission, or coming home empty-handed.

When you did, your long-term boyfriend Keigo Takami was always there to console you. To run his hand up and down your back in soothing circles, to whisper that it wasn’t your fault, that these things were often out of your control. That sometimes doing your best wasn’t enough to do anything, but that it still mattered in the end. Both of you had gone through your fair share of anguish in dealing with helping the community, and it had become something of a sore pleasure to fold yourself into his arms after it happened to you. It wasn’t like you wanted to go through the trouble of losing a civilian or failing on a mission after giving everything you had, but the reality of it was made easier when Keigo silently folded you in his arms.

Tonight was one of those nights that Keigo had lost. You’d come from your own patrol just a few hours ago to see the news covering the accident. A train wreck gone wrong, Keigo unable to get any of his feathers whether small or big through the wreckage to get the last trapped victim. Their bleeding had been far too great and without medical care in the time between the crash and when Keigo had been fighting to get them out, passed away. It was never easy, and you’d shed a few tears of your own. You knew what you would wordlessly do for him when he got home.

For a few hours after the news you’d watched, it was impossible to get a hold of him. He’d likely switched his phone off, not wanting to deal with any of the texts or phone calls he’d get through the agency he’d started or the commission at that. Your heart was heavy for him, thinking that he’d probably just took to the sky to ride out the guilt he was putting himself through. You were the same, in that way. You needed to isolate and take out your pain and guilt in a way that kept you away from other people before you were ready to ask for comfort. Instead of worrying, you simply left the balcony door open for him to come in through to avoid the media mob down at the entrance of your building.

More time passed until you heard the flutter of wings pulling in, shaking off the excursion that he’d just been under. You shuffled out from your bedroom, having just switched into your pajamas for the night when you saw him. His shoulders were hanging low, weighed down by the weight of what happened that day. His head was down, the front of it hanging over his forehead to obscure his vision as he kicked his shoes off. Even his wings, usually so vibrant and proud, seemed to drop. His goggles and headphones were in his hands, which he dropped unceremoniously onto the sofa. Everything about his energy, his aura, felt a million times heavier than what it’d been when you parted ways that morning.

“Keigo...” you started, folding your arms under your chest. You always thought Keigo had been the better one at consoling, somehow knowing all the right things to say when you were feeling at your worst. You only ever wanted to do the same for him, but never thought you did a good enough job. “Hey...” you said gently.

Hawks’ head lifted slowly, and your heart dropped. He looked dejected, broken. The light in his eyes that spoke of his curious and forward thinking nature gone. It’d been like everything about him that made him, him, had been left at the crash scene. The weight of responsibility in his eyes was one you understood, but it didn’t mean you liked seeing how devastated it made the most beautiful man you’d ever seen. “(Y/N),” he said, voice soft. His defeated voice alone made him seem years younger, too small in the lined jacket he wore while working. Hawks needed you in that moment, and you understood how he needed you to be there for him.

The sound of your footsteps padding along your floor was the only one there was until you were standing in front of him. You could still smell the fire from the accident, the sweat that had once been running down his skin as he’d worked to save all those innocent people. The person you loved the most in that world was hurting in a way you couldn’t erase, but could only ease. You were gentle and slow in your movements, pushing down his jacket, folding it over the arm of the sofa. That too, had felt horrifically heavy in your arms. Keigo stood there, silent and unwavering as you helped get his shoes off his feet, setting them on the ground. As you stood up, he was watching you. Pleading with you to make the pain and the guilt stop existing. In that moment, as in every moment when it came to these instances, you would have traded your quirk permanently to ensure that he never went through a pain like that again. He had already suffered through so much in his life, that it was cruel the universe continued to make him.

You leaned up on your tip toes in order to wrap as much of yourself around Keigo as you pulled him into a hug. His hands settled behind your hips, his face buried into the mess of your neck and hair. You whispered his name, brushing your fingers through his golden locks of hair, soothing him as best as you could. You pressed kisses against both of his temples, his forehead. Whispered how much you loved him against the curve of his ears. “There wasn’t anything you could have done, Keigo.” you affirmed, your nails trailing down his back to the spot where his feathers connected to the rest of his skin. On better days, it was a mark of sensitivity that had him riled up. But for times like this, you ran the flat of your palm up the bone of his feathers, smoothing over them back and forth, back and forth. This was something that relaxed him, and as you continued the motion you could feel the weight of his body start to get heavier against yours as his muscles seemed to unwind from all the weight he’d been carrying since the accident.

The skin at your neck had grown wet, and you knew it was because he’d been silently crying. You didn’t make a comment on it, knowing better. Instead, you turned your face into his hair. It smelled like the acrid smoke, of rain, of the shampoo that was yours that he swore he didn’t use in the shower. This was your home, your Keigo. And you wanted nothing more than to protect him from the pain in the world you were subject to because of your desire to make the world a better place. “You are a hero, Keigo.” you reaffirmed. “You have done so many great things in this world for people who will never know it was you who saved them. You don’t ask for applause. You don’t ask for anything other than the need to have more free time.” his hands tightened around your waist. “You are a great hero and this world would be lost without your presence in it. This world needs you,” you kissed his hair again. “I need you. And as long as I’m living, I’ll never let you forget how important you are to this world, to me.” Keigo turns his face into your neck, his nose brushing against it. “I will love you, however imperfect or perfect you are. However you come home to me, I will love you.”

He exhales, sending goosebumps over your skin. “Can we go to bed?” His voice is still quiet, almost child-like in how timid it is. You nod, and his hands slip a little lower over your backside to pick you up. Your hands stay knotted in his hair, the other still moving back and forth over one of his wings as he walks you to your shared bedroom.

There’s silence as Keigo pulls back the duvet and top sheet before he leans over, letting you hit the mattress gently. You scoot to the center of the bed as Keigo climbs in after you, only letting himself come to rest on top of your body once you’re settled. His wings take up the majority of the bed, but the thickest part folds around you as a shield. Keigo hides under the duvet, pulling it up as high as he can while his head nuzzles against your chest, his fists clutching at the fabric of your pajamas. The night is far from over, as are the tears that you know will come intermittently from the man you’ve committed yourself to. Your hands move through his hair, humming one of the little tunes you’d heard him doing the same with before. Keigo exhales, those honey colored eyes falling shut. Eventually his grip on your pajamas loosen, moving under your shirt until he’s rubbing circles over your hip with his thumb. Throughout the night, as you knew was regular, he broke into tears a couple of times. And when those times came, you soothed him, reaffirmed all of the things you’d said earlier and more. Your shattered hero, brought to you and laid out in your hands that you were in charge of piecing back together. Frankly...you didn’t mind. Keigo had done it for you time and time again, and you would do it for him to stop the world of pain he was feeling. “I love you...” was what he said to you before exhaustion from what he’d been through physically and emotionally claimed him.

Being a hero was no easy task. You were never going to be able to save everyone. You were going to lose people you’d promised that you saved. This was an unspoken truth that not many could look in the face. It was a heartbreak that hurt each and every time it happened, a stark reminder that underneath your hero quirks and outfits, the bravery that you put on for the media and the public, that you were both just human. And you felt human emotions. Grief and guilt were just a few of those. It didn’t make the work you did any less important, and that was something that you and Keigo reminded one another of when it came to the times of suffering and pain just like that night. And you would be there for him, every step of the way, healing the pain he felt without a single complaint. Because that was what you did for the person you loved.

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