#very keigo centric

[twinkling-moonlillie]

Hawks Headcanons

A/N: I am currently obsessed with Hawks (if you couldn't tell) and writing for him is fun. I made these headcanons while procrastinating on my midterm paper a few days ago-

Warnings: Some NSFW content; MDNI. Some angst too

Starting things off with an angsty bang, Hawks has a bad habit of plucking his feathers when he is stressed out. It’s never too often and it’s never to a critical extent, but it does occur. Birds often do this as a form of coping with negative feelings, so perhaps he does this after a brutal mission. 

Like many other people, I firmly believe that Keigo has a thing for shiny or interesting looking objects. Again, it’s not to an obsessive extent, but he does have a good eye for pretty trinkets. Especially ones he thinks will look good on you. 

I don’t think Hawks is a good cook. There, I said it. This man barely has time for himself, do you really think he has time to devote to cooking? Do you really think that the Commission taught him to cook? Fuck no. He sticks to quick take out purely out of necessity. 

They say that the quickest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, and this is absolutely true with Keigo. He would love the little lunches and dinners you make for him while he is at work! He gobbles it up like a turkey. He swears that your food is the best thing he has ever had; he literally moans when the aroma hits his nostrils. 

I forget which fic I read this from (I will link if I find it), but I adore the headcanon of Hawk’s taking rut suppressant pills. I just think it makes so much sense since it aligns with his work-centric life and his lack of a wife (we aren’t talking about when you are married to him, obviously). They are probably similar to birth control pills where they stop the rut from happening 5% of the time. 

Even without his rut happening, Keigo still has a huge breeding kink. Can you blame him though? He just thinks that you'll look gorgeous with his cum leaking out of your pretty pussy. 

*whispers* he also has the equipment to match

He has definitely accidentally run into a window from imagining you with a cute lil baby bump. 

He can get a little whiny and needy about wanting to devour your pussy. He will straight up beg you on his hands and knees. Please say yes to him. 

The songs Angel with a Shotgun and Mr Blue Sky fit him so well. Fight me on this. 

Also the song Hey Look Ma, I made it

I just imagine happy birb listening to Mr. Blue Sky after meeting you.

Intentional or not, his wings flap and rustle during sex. 

On the topic of his wings, I don’t think they are as sensitive as we all wish they were. It’s not like he’s gonna start moaning and whimpering when random fans touch his wings (he canonical doesn’t) HOWEVER, it does feel nice when you massage and gently comb your fingertips through them. I’m thinking that it’s similar to hair?? Or maybe his wings are ticklish?? But only in the right context?? 

You are the only person he really trusts to take care of his wings

Keigo loves holding you in his arms and taking you on night flights. The stars always seem brighter when they are reflected in your eyes (at least, Keigo thinks so…). You even have your own set of aviator goggles to wear during these dates.

One of his favorite things is when he DOESN’T have morning patrol and can snuggle you until at least 10 in the morning. Although it may be longer because his sleep debt is so huge. There is just something so satisfying and peaceful with having you close enough to hear your heartbeat. 

His biggest dream is being able to have a family with you in a quaint little house. His life, your life…they aren’t constantly in danger and he can sleep in with you, make you breakfast (it’s only a little burnt), wrap his wings around you. 

Keigo is extremely possessive of, not only you, but the life you created together. He is very sensitive towards things that threaten the small slice of normalcy he has, eliciting a sense of hypervigilance and territorialism. 

His mental state isn’t the best from the culmination of trauma he experiences, leading him to commit psychic cannibalism on himself. He represses all of these negative feelings in order to perform to the best of his ability and be the good lap dog for the Hero Commission. 

Needs therapy.

It’s established that he has some form of echolocation through his feathers. So…hear me out…just to make sure you are safe 24/7, Keigo gives you one of his smaller feathers. I’m not going to rant because I might make this into a small oneshot/drabble later

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Writer's Note: Hey, y'all! I finally remembered to do a masterlist for my fic shit so everyone can find my work more easily. Enjoy & thank you so much for the love! -Jazz 💕

Oneshots

A New Kind of Distraction (poly!KiriMina x bi!Fem!Reader) (18+) - After your boyfriend of a year breaks up with you on what would have been your two-year anniversary, your very good, very attractive friend Mina (whom you’ve secretly been crushing on since high school) and her even more attractive boyfriend Kirishima decide that the only way to get you over your shit ex is through a threesome with her and him when you get an invite to Dynamight’s birthday party. 

Smile for the Camera (Geto Suguru x Black!Plus-sized!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you decide to volunteer to model for your friend’s lingerie line photoshoot when the original model gets sick and meet the very sexy photographer who isn’t letting you leave until you realize how gorgeous you are. 

All Up in Your Mind (Dom!Hitoshi x sub!Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you decide to use Hitoshi’s quirk to your advantage when things get tough in your life and you just need a bit of release. Lucky for you, Hitoshi is an understanding and generous guy, but what happens when he starts to get sick of trying to understand why you put up that wall between them even though you’re visiting him every weekend? 

Trigger Me (Aizawa-centric/No Reader) [Request Fill] (18+) - In which Aizawa decides to take matters into his own hands to try and ease his stress a little more, but what starts as something fun and interesting when he stumbles across a hypnosis video catered to stronger orgasms turns into a BIG problem when he finds himself unable to break away from the hold his new addiction has on him. 

When I Get Home (Hawks x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which Keigo realizes how truly lucky he is to have you by his side despite his refusal to open up to you and show you how deep his scars run, so he decides when he finally gets home from his stupid fucking mission, he’ll show you his scars, his heart, and everything more. 

A Birthday Threesome for 'Suki (Bakugou x Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you and your best friend decide to help your man see the joy in birthdays by giving him a threesome. Also, Bakugou likes butt plugs. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HUBBY 🎈

Like A Big Girl (Quirkless!Dabi x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you get the surprise of your life when your apartment neighbor and crush (who happens to be extremely anti-social) shows up at your housewarming party to celebrate your moving into your first-ever apartment after a breakup. 

Peace and Quiet (poly!Geto x Gojo x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you realize peace and quiet aren’t ideal with your two noisy ass (yet extremely attractive) coworkers renting out the same Airbnb as you while visiting the hot springs on a business trip. But lucky for you, they know another way to help you relax.

Drunk N Nasty (poly!Pro!Bakusquad x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you and Mina get tired of your boring ass boyfriends not making time for their girlfriends, so you two decide to hit the club for a night out with every intention of getting under your boyfriends’ skin. Fortunately for you, it works and your men decide to teach you and Mina a lesson about being some disobedient brats. 

Ao3 link here!

Several Shots Later (Pro!Sero x Black!Chubby!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you go on a vacation in an effort to relax and feel more confident, but find yourself falling for the sexy stranger who sends you a drink across the room and also happens to give you some firsthand dance lessons and a night you’ll never forget. 

In the Fruit Orchard (Bull!KiriBaku x Heifer!Reader) (18+) [REQUEST FILL] - In which you, a heifer girl, get a night with the hottest bull boys on Aizawa's farm after a trip through the fruit orchard.

What Spoiled Girls Get (Pro!Bakugou x Dabi x Plus-Size!Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) [REQUEST FILL] - You get whatever you want as Bakugou and Dabi’s shared GF. You’re their pretty princess. Their baby. Their spoiled little girl. You wouldn’t have it any other way and don’t know any different, so when they take you shopping to get some clothes for your birthday and you see a dress in the window that costs a bit out of their bracket, they get it for you…but not without you showing how thankful you are.

As Beautiful as Moonlight (Hawks x Black!Chubby!Fem!Reader) (18+) [REQUEST FILL] - In which Hawks tries to show you that you are more than just a conquest and that his stares aren't because he's judging you. They're because he is dying to make you his.

Dance For Me (Fatgum x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you give Fatgum the experience of a lifetime when his friends drag him to a strip club for his birthday.

First Day Jitters (Pornstar!Bakugou x Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you spend your first day on the job as a pornstar with your favorite adult film persona in front of the cameras and are shown what it’s really like fucking with a pro. 

Breakin' A Sweat (Kiri x Tetsu x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which your weekly session with your very hot personal trainers ends in a different kind of workout when they reciprocate your burning attraction to them.

Ao3 link here!

Yours To Keep (Daddy Dom!Law x sub!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which your boyfriend the best gift you can give him: yourself, totally and completely. 

Lost in the Woods (Werewolf!BakuKiri x Black!Plus-Sized!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you get lost on your way home one night while coming back from a party and end up straight in the jaws of two strange yet sexy men who you get the feeling aren't quite human.

The Swordsman’s Secret (msub!Zoro x Black!Femdom!Reader) (18+) - In which your favorite swordsman has an interesting secret and kink that you are more than happy to explore with him in the bedroom. Or in which Zoro gets pegged for the first time. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ZORO! 💚

Going Half (on a Baby) (Toxic!Toji x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which Toji, your fuck buddy for five years and the man you're secretly in love with, "persuades" you to let him fuck without a condom after he exposes himself for his breeding kink.

Prove Your Worth to Me (Brat-tamer!CEO!Nanami x Bratty!Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you apply for a sectorial job, but the interview process is a lot more intense than you bargained for. 

Daddy's Home (Dom!Gojo x Sub!Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - It’s been 3 years. You believe your fiancé is dead. You’ve been attempting to move forward in your life without him there beside you. You try to grieve properly in order to move on….until he comes home. And he’s more than ready to make up lost time.

The Greatest Gift of All (JJK Men x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which your friends take it upon themselves to help you release your inner slut by taking you to a glory hole for the first time to get you some dick for Christmas. Many of them.

WRAPPED UP TIGHT (Dom!Levi x Sub!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you surprise Levi with a special present under the tree for his birthday and Christmas: you, naked, wrapped up in Christmas lights.

I Love a Challenge (Brat-tamer!Toji x Bratty!Self-Insert!Reader) (18+) [REQUEST FILL] - In which you feel like you are boss enough to make Toji break when you meet him one night at a club and he gives you a lesson on what happens when you go toe to toe with him in the bedroom. Your fierceness and brattiness may be sexy, but Toji knows a thing or two about making anyone submit…and he loves a challenge. That challenge being you, little V! 

SELF LOVE 101 (Gojo x Black!Self-Insert!Reader) (18+) [REQUEST FILL] - When you get invited to your coworker's Valentine's Day party, you have no intention of going. Especially since this particular coworker isn't exactly your cup of tea: Gojo Satoru is just too proud, too cocky, and too damn full of himself for a girl like you. But when you're persuaded to go and find yourself alone with him, Gojo will stop at nothing until you see that loving yourself is nothing to hate on. After all, a beautiful woman like you deserves to be loved on...especially on camera.

Comfortable With You (Inexperienced!Painter!Choso x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - Choso has never been anyone like you before: so confident and sure of yourself yet so sweet and compassionate. He can’t stop thinking about you. So to make this Valentine’s Day one you’ll never forget, he’ll show you just how comfortable he is with you and how desperately he wants to make you feel the same…even though you’re his first everything. [Based on the song “Comfortable” by H.E.R.]

How To Be Good 🐈‍⬛ (Dom!Nanami x sub!Self-Insert!Reader Pet Play One Shot) (18+) -In which Nanami has to give you some lessons on being an obedient little kitty and behaving yourself when you’re alone when you keep sending him videos to his phone while he is at work. 

Sweet Like Sugar (Tattoo Artist!Geto x Black!Bimbo!Reader) (18+) - In which Geto gets paid a pleasant surprise at his tattoo shop when his favorite, cute little bimbo client comes to visit one night on his birthday to cover her ex's tattoo.

Served On A Platter (Sanji Vinsmoke x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you give a very special surprise breakfast to your favorite love chef for his birthday...and you make pancakes too.

To Be A Good Slut Girl (Mean MDoms!Sukuna & Choso x Black fsub!Reader x msub!Itadori) (18+) - In which your boyfriend’s older brothers decide that they don’t like how you’re treating their kid brother (who is too oblivious and in love to realize that you’re using him for his money and his d*ck) and decide to teach you some lessons.

After Hours (Boss!Geto x Assistant!Self-Insert!Reader One Shot) (18+) [COMMISSION FILL] - In which Geto Suguru, your boss, and owner of his own public relations firm, celebrates a job well done on a five-month-long project with you, his trusty secretary, but what was once a friendly, professional relationship between you turns into something else when the staff goes home for the night and champagne gets involved.

In A Rut (Monster!Hawks x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - You haven't seen your boss around the office in a while ever since he started feeling "under the weather", but when you decide to visit him one day to cheer him up with some soup, you realize that this isn't a normal spring cold. Your boss is in heat and you, his good little assistant, are the only one who can help him cure it.

Playin’ Games (Choso x Self-Insert!Reader) (18+) [COMMISSION FILL] - In which your brother's best friend calls from his business trip to play a game of truth or dare over a Skype call, but it quickly turns into something else once your brother heads to bed and naughty pics and strip teasing get involved.

Most Wanted (Mafia Boss!Toji x Spy!Self-Insert!Reader) (18+) [COMMISSION FILL] - You’re a highly skilled hitwoman. You’ve been doing this for years–getting paid to take hits on the wealthy and corrupt at your agency’s order. You figure taking a hit on the renowned Tokyo mafia boss Toji Fushigiro won’t be any different. However, things take a terrifying turn for you, and your skills are put to the test when you go undercover as a dancer at his favorite club and give him a private dance. But instead of killing you, Toji takes it upon himself to punish you and show you what happens when you fuck with him.

The Florist & the Baker (Florist!Nanami x Fem!Black!Baker!Reader) (18+) - In which you get a storyline straight out of a meet-cute romcom when Nanami, the quiet and stoic yet handsome florist who only comes into your bakery for coffee, asks you out on a date. 

Siren Song 🧜🏽‍♀️🧜🏾‍♀️🧜🏿‍♀️ (Zoro x Sanji x Black!Mermaid!Reader) (18+) - In which the siren song that you sing in hopes of finding someone to free you from your curse attracts more than one mate when two of the most notorious and wanted pirates come to search your cave after a shipwreck.

Hot As A Summer’s Eve 🥵 [Rengoku x Black!Fem!Chubby!Reader 18+ One Shot) [COMMISSION FILL] - In which our favorite sexy, fire-haired himbo Rengoku decides to confess his feelings to you, his favorite Demon Slayer Corp, and show you that he adores your body just for how it was made: by fucking you stupid in the woods at a summer festival.

Sneaky Link 💙 (Toxic!Student!Gojo x Professor!MILF!Reader FWB) (18+) - You’re a stressed-out mom and college professor who has been swamped with your job and mommy life lately. You’re so knee-deep in your work and kids that you need some kind of release. Unfortunately, you’re not finding any of that in your husband, but luckily, that’s what Gojo Satoru is here for…even though he’s way too young for you and is your student.

In the Heat of Things 🐰 (Dom!Nanami x sub!Bunnygirl!Reader One Shot) (18+) [REQUEST FILL] - In which you're Nanami's bunny girl girlfriend who is going through a rough time during your "cycle", so your gentlemanly boyfriend takes it upon himself to help you out and ease your heat when your body tells him what your mouth can't.

You Should Come Thru (Hawks x Self-Insert!Reader One Shot) (18+) [COMMISSION FILL] - After a month of hard work, no play, and a bad date, Hawks invites you over to his apartment for some tea to relax and finally get some time with his bestie, but as the night grows long, you suddenly lose your filter and begin telling him things that he shouldn’t know. All because of his very special tea. 

Bikini Body 👙 (Poly!KiriBakuMina x Fem!Chubby!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which your boyfriends and girlfriend decide to show you just how good you look in your new bathing suit one hot summer day on the beach.

Rock The Boat 🛳️ (Bartender!Toji x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - You go on a cruise vacation after your boyfriend cheats on you and meets Toji, the fine-ass bartender & divorcee. You're invited to a white party that he’s working at and while there, you find yourself flirting with him thanks to the liquid courage. After slipping him a note with room number, you wait for him that night. At first, you believe that he isn’t coming and feel rejected, but when he does, you realize that this vacation is just what you need to get over your heartbreak. 

Ride ‘Em, Cowgirl! (Cowboy!Ace x Black!Fem!Reader One Shot) (18+) - As the author of some famous smutty romance novels, you decide to take a vacation in the countryside for a while to get over your breakup and work on your new book but you suffer from writer’s block. However, a meet-cute situation with a sexy farmhand who lives next door might be able to help you kill two birds with one stone.

Your Kind of Men (Poly!Pro!Bi!TodoDeku x Chubby!Black!Fem!Reader SFW One Shot) (18+) - In which you go on a blind date set up by your friend and her pro hero partners, not realizing that you're about to get your chance to meet some pros yourself who are highly interested in having a third...and they hope that it's you.

Wife Girlfriend Training (Tengen x Black!Self-Insert!reader One Shot) (18+) [COMMISSION FILL] - When Tengen puts in a big order to your bakery and you're short-staffed, you deliver it yourself only to find Uzui home alone. To repay you for the trip, he invites you in for dinner where things take a major turn when he finally admits his and his wives’ attraction to you. You’ve never been in a poly relationship before, so Tengen gives you an introduction to what it would be like to be his 4th girl...including some “training” of his own.

Turn Off Your Phone (Dom!Pro!Hitoshi x sub!Plus-Sized!Black!Fem!Reader One Shot) (18+) [REQUEST FILL] -In which Hitoshi gets tired of not being the center of your attention and forces you to put your damn phone down.

Desperado (Dom!Mizu x sub!Self-Insert!Reader One Shot) (18+) [COMMISSION FILL] - When you randomly ask Mizu to help train you to become a stronger fighter, she discovers the reason is that you plan on accompanying her on her journey for revenge. She initially refuses, but after a moment of passion turns into a night of confessed feelings and a goodbye, Mizu begins to change her mind about working alone.

CREEP (Dabi x Hawks x Chubby!Black!Fem!Reader One Shot) (18+) - In which a night home with your man turns into one of pure terror and a walk on the dark side when you get the feeling that you’re being followed. After coming home to an empty house when your man gets caught up at work, you realize, terrifyingly, that you are right. There are strangers in your house. *GOOD ENDING VER* / *BAD ENDING VER*

Just A Little Bite (Vampire!Nanami x Black!Bimbo!Reader One Shot) (18+) - Something strange is going on with Nanami. He doesn’t know what it is and neither do you. All you know is that he’s been extremely…possessive lately. And tonight at a friend’s costume party, when he sees you dressed in your sexy little outfit that garners unwanted attention from other men, Nanami’s “instincts” kick in and he drags you off to show you and everybody else that you’re his and his only. But does this strange yet sexy behavior come from you or is it just a full moon?

HE COMES AT NIGHT (Vampire!Zoro x Black!Fem!Reader One Shot) (18+) - You suddenly find out why the people in the village you recently moved to become so strange at night when you discover that the legend Zoro Roronoa, the bloodthirsty Swordsman, is real. And he’s got his sights set on those who wander the streets after sundown and don’t believe in him…that being you.

Babysitting Has Its Perks 🖤🐰 (Big Bro!Choso x Big Bro!Dabi x Black!Fem!Reader One Shot) (18+) -You’ve been babysitting kids as a side hustle for a while now to get extra money. You have your regulars, one of them being a doctor’s cute little son Yuji. Though the pay is good, you admit that the main reason you come back to babysit the kid is because of his sexy older brother Choso. On Halloween, when Choso gets caught up in a pinch, he hits you up last minute to babysit Yuji and his bandmate’s little brother. You think this will be an easy night…until you meet Choso’s bandmate Dabi…and you decide to wear a bunny costume…and you realize just how much your secret crush and his hot friend love bunny girls.

Must Be A Full Moon 🌕 (Werewolf!Nico x Black!Fem!Reader One Shot) (18+) - You’ve been dating Nico for about five months now and you couldn’t be happier with him. He’s big, he’s sexy, he’s protective, and he listens! He’s the perfect boyfriend…except for one thing: you haven’t had sex yet. Every time you come close to it, he always makes an excuse and leaves your apartment before anything more than kissing can happen. What is it, you wonder? Is he not sexually attracted to you? Is he nervous? What could it be? One dark night, while the moon is high in the sky after a costume party, you get your answer…and everything you’ve been craving from your big, strong, sexy boyfriend.

Smile, Sl*t! (Bully!KiriBaku x Chubby!Black!Fem!Reader One Shot) (18+) REQUEST FILL] - When your friend drags you out to a costume party in a slutty angel costume that you reluctantly agree to wear, she doesn’t tell you that it’s a party thrown by the same two frat boys that you can’t stand…who also happen to be your longtime bullies. When they take notice that you’ve decided to attend their party, they’ll definitely make themselves known and give you a Halloween that you’ll never forget…because it’s all on camera.

Short Stories/Fics

I'll Show You "Uptight" (Bakugou x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which a very pissed and very emotionally frustrated Bakugou decides he’s not going to let you get away with your lip that easily and pays you a visit one girls’ night to prove to you that he is, indeed, able to be “looser” after you make a drunk comment about his introverted and uptight personality to your mutual friends and Kirishima “accidentally” spills the beans.

Ao3 link here!

With Good Weather Brings Good Breedings (BakuKiri x Black!Bunny Girl!Reader) (18+) - In which your spring cycle comes a little earlier than usual and you’re too afraid of your boyfriends–whom you’ve been dating for five months–thinking you’re weird instead of telling them about your cycle during mating season. However, during a picnic thrown especially for you, your two favorite pros are more aware than you realize and are more than happy to help you with your little problem.

Ao3 link here!

A First Time for Everything (BakuKiriMina x Fem!Reader) (18+) - You and your girlfriend Mina have been dating for three amazing years. You couldn’t ask for a better partner–someone who is supportive, loving, and willing to explore new things with you…including in the bedroom. So, after a UA High 5-year reunion when you run into THE Katsuki Bakugou and Eijrou Kirishima, two of the top pros in the game and your old crushes, you don’t expect those past butterflies to come rushing back. And when you find out Mina, Kiri, and Bakugou feel the same, you decide to embark on the journey of experiencing your first-ever foursome and possible polyamorous romance.

Ao3 link here!

Longer-Lengthed Stories/Fics

Here, Kitty, Kitty (Aizawa x Black!Catgirl!Reader) (18+) - In which you find yourself in the weirdest predicament after you’re scooped up and taken to a cat cafe after you decide to take the streets to fight some crime, and you’re adopted by your very anti-social and hot coworker Aizawa aka Eraserhead. [COMPLETED]

Ao3 link here!

Lovers & Friends (Hawks x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you and Keigo have begun to realize the strange new feelings you both have for each other after one drunken night at a close friend’s wedding that ends with you in his bed, but because of your longtime friendship and committed relationships with other people, you’re more than happy to forget that night even happened and keep your mutual feelings in the dark…for now, at least. [COMPLETED]

Ao3 link here!

Hit 'Em Up! (Cowboy!SatoSugu x Black!Cowgirl!Reader) (18+) - You get to meet Geto & Gojo the Gunslingers, the notorious outlaws that have every town and law enforcement in a twist, when your bum-ass BF offers you as payment to avoid going to prison. Little do they know that this is only a part of your plan to get what you desire. But when you realize that the infamous gun-slinging, smooth-talking cowboys could be everything you want and more when they offer you a deal to team up with them, will you successfully be able to go through with it? [COMPLETED]

Headcanons N Drabbles

When You Wear Glasses (BNHA) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

Sundress Season (BNHA) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

You're the Cutest Bimbo He's Ever Seen (MHA) (18+) (for Fem!Readers)

You’re Not Wearing Any Panties (One Piece) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

He Gets H*rny From Your Halloween Costume (One Piece) (18+) (for Fem!Readers)

He Gets H*rny From Your Halloween Costume (JJK) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

You Speak His Native Language to Him (18+) (One Piece) (for Fem!Readers)

They're Your Blind V-Day Date (18+) (Crossover Anime) (For Black!Fem!Readers)

Where He Takes You For Your V-Day Date (18+) (JJK) (For Black!Fem!Readers)

YOU GOT ERRANDS TO RUN? NOT WITH THEM, YOU DON’T! (18+) (JJK) (For Black!Fem!Readers)

HE’S SO F**KING BIG THAT HE COULD CRUSH YOU & YOU LOVE IT (18+) (for Fem!Readers)

DRABBLE: HE & YOU ON WASH DAY 🫧 (18+) (JJK) (For Black!Fem!Readers)

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[sparkles-and-trash]

dabihawks, sorta hawks centric, post war Drabble pt2 pt 1

Touya liked to think of himself as a man of his word, and this was no different.

But right now he kind of wished it was different, because he has severely underestimated how nervous he'd be on Keigo's behalf.

It didn't really matter anyways, because ever since Keigo kissed him that Thursday afternoon he asked him to come with him to meet the weird owl looking man that had apparently raised him at The Commission, Touya had been left defenseless around the hero.

How could one possibly say no to anything when it was asked by the most beautiful being on Earth, especially when that being for some reason looked at him like hun hung the sun and the moon in the sky himself?

No, Touya would have ended up right here one way or another, and really, he was grateful for the trust Keigo had in him to bring him with him to such a vulnerable position.

The week leading up to this meeting had been long and filled with nerves, but Touya had done his best to help Keigo trough it.

Mostly they had just stayed distracted, but as they were sitting here now, waiting for the owl guy, Mera, Touya reminds himself, his name is Mera, Touya starts thinking that might not have been the best idea to go about it.

Keigo's eyes are wide and large, his hair is messy from how much he's ran his hand trough it, his hands are slightly shaking, and all in all he looks so much like a lost baby bird Touya can hardly stand it.

Just as Touya reaches out to gently take Keigo's hand, the door opens and Keigo clothes Touya's hand with a vice grip.

Mera looked just like Touya remembered him, hair messy and feather-like not unlike Keigo's, dark circles still present, but he looked way less stressed than the last time they met.

At first they did the whole proper introduction thing, and Mera had enough mind not to comment on the fact that Keigo was couching Touya's hand still, but he did smile a little when he looked at them.

When they were done with the pleasantries quiet fell over them for a moment, before Keigo finally spoke up.

"Why..." he started, but his voice bristled and Touya gave his hand a gentle squeeze of support.

"Why did you ask to see me now?" Keigo finally asked, and Mera nodded slowly as he took in the question.

"That's a complicated question Chi-, erm, Keigo," Mera started.

Touya looked between then curiously at the name correction, and noticed a hint of a blush on Keigo's face.

"I'm sure you've worked out that I wasn't allowed any contact with you after your Hero Debut, which was horribly hard if I'm to be honest, and right after the Commission fell I figured you had more than enough other things to focus on," he finished, and Keigo nodded meekly.

Touya cleared his throat and two birdlike heads turned toward him in unison.

"Keigo's been working very hard, and he should be proud of how far he's come," Touya says without thinking, and Keigo turns bright pink.

Mera just smiles wistfully.

"I can see that, yes," he said warmly, and Touya could tell Keigo's posture got a little straighter at the praise.

Mera suddenly started to shuffle with his shoulder bag, and Touya and Keigo both perked up with curiosity.

"I wasn't allowed to of course," he started to explain as he pulled up a small stack of what looked like pictures from his bag.

"But I couldn't help myself when it came to pictures from your youngest days," Mera said with a small smile.

Keigo's eyes widened.

"You have... pictures?" he asked in a small voice, and Mera nodded.

"They would have had my head if they knew, but can you blame me?" he asked as he handed to two men the stack of pictures.

Touya had to properly work on himself not to make an embarrassing sound as he saw the first pictures because holy shit, that was the cutest thing he had ever laid his eyes on.

The first pictures seemed to be from right after Keigo arrived at The Commission, all his clothes too big, his body thin and weak, his eyes taking up most of his curious face.

After that it shifts to a slightly older Keigo, now in more fitted training clothes, hair growing long and messy, determined look on his little face.

The pictures grew more and more sparse as he grew, but there was pictures from every growth spurt, secretly snuck in birthday snacks, homemade party hats, the small collection of Endeavor merch slowly growing.

As Keigo grew older and shifted into a teen the pictures turned into embarrassed looks and eyerolls from the lanky teen who's wings were suddenly bigger than his body, and Touya felt a soft spot for the small glimpses of normality hidden between the cracks of such a rough adolescence.

After he's looked trough all the pictures once Keigo slowly starts going trough them again, but this time he looks up at Mera as he goes.

"When was this?" he asks carefully as he holds up the first picture, the one showing a way too tiny Keigo in a way too big t-shirt nervously clutching the very same Endeavor toy Touya knew he still had in his nightstand.

Mera hummed sadly.

"The first night you were with us," he explains as he reaches for the picture to look at it properly.

"You're in my shirt actually, The Commission didn't have anything that fit you yet. I was worried you wouldn't be ablate sleep in a new place with new people, but you slept for almost 12 hours that night."

Touya's heart breaks a little, but Keigo just smiles.

He shuffles trough some more pictures before he holds up the one where he's in a proper uniform for the first time.

It looks eerily like the old hero suit, or at least the shirt under the jacket.

"I remember this," Keigo said softly.

"Yeah?" Touya asks, and Keigo nods.

"I'd just turned seven, and the Commission made a whole bunch of those uniforms just for me, it made me feel so special."

Mera sighs softly.

"You were special Keigo, but not only for the reasons they saw," he says seriously, and Touya watches curiously.

Keigo tilts his head.

"How you mean?" he asks, suddenly sounding way younger than he normally does.

Mera smiles wistfully.

"You were smart, fast and perceptive, yes, but you were also just incredibly sweet," he explains, and Keigo looks away bashfully.

Touya squeezes his hand.

"You had every right to be weary and bitter, but since that first day you hopped around after me like a duckling, curiously pointing out things I'd never noticed, smiling at everyone you saw, and no matter how much sternness and harshness you were met with, those parts of you never went away."

Keigo just shrugs awkwardly, but Touya understands.

"I might not ever be one to sing heroes praises, and I definitely do not think you were only acting out of your heart before the war, but even I can recognize that there was always something different about you," Touya says in a quiet but clear voice.

Mera doesn't say or do anything, simply listening, and Touya turned towards him to explain.

"It might not seem like a compliment now, but there was a reason I sought him out back when I was... back before."

Keigo gently squeezed Touya's hand, and a soft smile sneaked it's way onto Touya's face as he finishes explaining.

"You never really lost that curiosity and hopefulness towards other people, and I didn't realize it then, but I really needed that."

Mera looks between the for a moment, before he smiles again.

"I think you should keep this one, Chirps," he says to Keigo with a wink, and Keigo squawks embarrassedly as Touya grins.

"Awwh, Chirps?" he asks as Keigo hides his face in his hands and Mera chuckles.

Touya grins to himself as he takes in the scene and realizes that maybe Keigo had more of a parent in Mera than he realized.

After all, nobody knows how to embarrass you in front of your relatively new boyfriend like a parent.

[tsukimefuku]

❅ Sand and Snow | Chapter 1

ALL CHAPTERS HERE.

In the city of Odate, Akita, there have been multiple deaths in the past few weeks. The first-grade sorcerer Nanami Kento is sent out to investigate the snowy city, not knowing that it would be his last mission as a Jujutsu High student. OR: Why Nanami left Jujutsu High to become a corporate 9/5 slave.

Images via @incepstla on Tumblr

DISCLAIMERS

* This is cross-posted from AO3, link here.

* This is a murder/mystery story. Like so, it contains depictions of violence that some readers may find disturbing.

* Classic Nanami and Gojo shenanigans will ensue. This is my copium.

* This fanfic is mostly built on original characters that are plot-centric (we need ppl to kill and to be questioned in a murder/mystery story, amiright?), though Nanami is the protagonist. There won't be any romance/smut/fluff/ship involved, but in case you don't like OC's at all, this story probably isn't suited for you.

* I wrote this in the most faithful way I could to JJK Canon and events, with the intention you could read this as an actual one-off light novel from the series (even inspired the writing on the translation from the official light novels). I hope you enjoy.

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Chapter 1

Traveling alone became a common occurrence in Nanami's life ever since Haibara's death. More common still after his promotion — turning into a first-grade jujutsu sorcerer in his third year came with some perks, like a raise, for instance. But it also meant he would be frequently dealing with complex missions by himself. To fill up time, he was reading a pocket version of "The Devotion of Suspect X" by Keigo Higashino, as he drank a small and well brewed cup of coffee.

As Nanami approached his destination, he closed the book and started to mentally review the details of this mission. He anticipated it should take around a week for completion at most.

Around the city of Odate there had been 7 deaths, all containing traces of cursed energy. All involving poison. The presence of a cursed spirit was not out of the question, but considering the way those people died, a curse user was most likely. If that was the case, the curse user should be captured and taken in for questioning.

His phone rang. It was Yaga.

"Hello." he said, as he accepted the call.

"Nanami, be sure to report as soon as you get there, and report to me daily." Yaga replied.

"I will. Has something happened?"

"No, but those that sent this mission our way are very keen on accompanying every step taken." The contempt Yaga tried to hide in his voice was pretty clear.

"Fine. Let me know when and if Gojo is coming my way." The thought of meeting Satoru with his whimsical personality during a mission made Nanami involuntarily sigh.

Nanami was on his way to Odate because Jujutsu High's first choice, Satoru Gojo, was off on another mission that took longer than expected. This had been disclosed to Nanami right from the start. He would be there up until Gojo Satoru got to Odate or until he just finished the job by himself, whatever happened first. 

He couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that they wanted to send Gojo, a special-grade sorcerer, on a mission suited for a first-grade, though. But dutiful as he was, Nanami simply did not spend his time questioning. Orders were orders, after all.

"About that… Gojo requested for you to work with him if you still haven't finished the job when he gets there.”

Nanami was annoyed.

"Why?"

"Who knows. He's always acting on a whim. Just accompany him. I have been told this is an important job, and you're the responsible one."

Nanami was annoyed, times two.

"Fine."

Getting “punished” with more work for being a good jujutsu sorcerer was the kind of thing that happened to him regularly. Not so different from a normal job. Nanami sighed and ended the call. There was now a pretty good incentive to get things done as fast as he could, and it didn't involve (just) overtime.

***

As the train came to a stop, the doors opened, letting a cold breeze seep in. I should get to the hotel and leave this luggage before I go out investigating, Nanami thought to himself, before stepping out and making his way onto the exit from the train station.

There were few to no taxis so early in the morning, so he just decided to walk. It wasn't terribly far, and it gave him the opportunity to look around the city for anything out of the ordinary along the way.

There were many snow sculptures by the roadside, and some ice figures resembling the Akita dog breed. At the end of February, Odate had many winter festivities, with a lot of Akita-dog related decor and souvenirs.

He had nothing against cold weather, but preferred the beach, ever so slightly.

Nanami picked up his phone and sent Yaga a text that said "I'm here. On my way to the hotel".

"Ok" Yaga replied instantly.

They must really be on his case, he thought, as it was out of character for Yaga to reply so fast. He usually had more things to deal with as the new Jujutsu High principal.

After an uneventful walk, Nanami got to the hotel and was greeted by a woman at the main desk.

"Good morning. My name is Yoko. How can I help you, sir?" She asked politely.

"I have a reservation."

"Perfectly. I need your full name."

"Nanami Kento."

The lady typed quietly on the keyboard, and around two minutes passed.

"Sorry, our systems are kind of slow today."

Nanami said nothing and just waited.

"Hey, Mr. Kento... Be careful."

That grabbed his attention. It was clearly not a threat, and the lady was visibly concerned, even though she tried to hide it.

"There have been some people dying these past few weeks. Somehow it hasn't made national news, and I can tell you're not from here. I mean, new face and all. So... Be careful, ok?"

"I appreciate your conce-"

"It was the majo!" someone shouted from the inside office. The lady got startled, and instantly irritated.

"Grandma, please stop with these silly superstitions!"

There were heavy and steady footsteps, and shortly after, an elderly woman came from the back office, raising a finger and pointing towards Nanami and Yoko.

"They are not superstitions. Hear me out! The majo, the witch, she did it!"

Yoko sighed and felt her third migraine of the week paying her a visit. Wednesday had barely started.

Nanami looked at her, as if asking for further explanation about what the old woman was talking about. She put on a cordial smile and started to speak.

"My grandmother has old superstitions about a woman that lives just outside the city. Her parents went missing when she and her brother were young, and they sell herbs and things like that. There is not much to it, but people in the city have had that long held superstition against their family for a while now." 

Her smiling face and calm voice did not match the angry energy she was emanating.

The old woman interjected once again.

"Her parents went missing because she is a witch, and I bet you, these people dying must be related to all of that!"

The migraine had settled in.

"What 'all of that', grandma?"

The old lady gestured vaguely with her hands in the air, as if there was some obvious fact that everybody was unaware of.

The computer emitted a sound, and Yoko promptly grabbed a key and gave it to Nanami.

"Here. Room 409. If there is anything you need, you can just dial #903 for room service."

“Thank you. Excuse me.” he replied. As he started walking towards the stairs, it was possible to hear Yoko chastising her grandmother about scaring travelers and people she did not know. The words were followed by loud footsteps into the main office and a door being slammed.

As Nanami got to his room, he started texting Yaga.

NK: I'm at the hotel. There is a local superstition around a person whom they call “a witch”. I've been told this person deals with herbs and medicinal plants, so they probably also have poisonous ones. I will be checking this out before going elsewhere.

MY: Let me know if you find anything. Also, talk to Ijichi, he will assist you researching this.

After settling in, Nanami got out of the hotel and started walking down the street, intent on questioning people about it. He failed to notice the man following him from afar.

***

It was already two in the afternoon, and he figured he might as well stop and eat something for lunch. After all, expenses were completely paid for.

As Nanami went inside the restaurant, he went over mentally the information he got about the family.

The Yamadas were a pretty old family in that region, and most lived northwest of Odate. After the disappearance of some of the family's members, mainly a couple with two children, most relatives just left the city. Aside from that, there was not much else to be said about them. Nanami had already sent Ijichi all the details he was able to gather and asked for research as soon as possible.

His phone lit up. It was Ijichi.

KI: Hey, Nanami, I found some interesting things.

NK: Tell me.

KI: So, the Yamadas were a family of jujutsu sorcerers, it seems.

Nanami felt that was definitely suspicious, to say the least.

KI: Apparently, they had little to no ties to Master Tengen or anything. They were all from that region of Odate, but most of the members have since disbanded throughout Japan in the last 10 years. I couldn't find much in the archives, especially about cursed techniques that run in the family.

NK: I see. Let me know if you find anything else.

 KI: No problem.

***

After some asking around, Nanami finally got to Yamada's “witch” house. It was pretty much in the middle of nowhere, and a snow-covered dirt road led the way there through the woods. As he was approaching from the forest quietly, he could see a lady with short black hair and a pretty thick coat putting some food bowls by the side of the house. He didn't see or sense anything particularly suspicious. The house was considerably big, having two separate floors and a very traditional Japanese ceiling for snowy weather.

Not long after she put the bowls, the lady whistled loudly. A fox came out of the snowy forest and started eating.

"There you go, Haru. Eat well!" she said, as she went inside the house.

Nanami was unsure if he should go question the woman, or if he should simply stay hidden and watch for anything strange. After all, this could be nothing, or she could be a sorcerer that would attack him on sight. He chose the latter, and sat down near some bushes as he paid attention to the house and its apparently sole resident.

From the frosty windows, he could see her in the kitchen, sitting idly while drinking something from a cup. Behind the house, there was a greenhouse with many pots of plants and other greeneries planted directly on the soil.

This will take a long time, Nanami figured, feeling disheartened for having to work late that day. Resigned, he used his flip phone to take a picture of the house and waited. He got to see the fox finish its food and go back into the woods.

Around an hour later, there were some scratching sounds that he could not really see what was the source. The lady came out of the house, sprinting hastily to the other side, where Nanami was having a difficult time seeing her. He moved his position to try and see where she was headed, and walked quietly around from the opposite side in a semicircle, but she had vanished. The fox from earlier was there, looking directly at him.

He went into alert mode, but before he could do anything, Nanami felt somebody get behind him.

The sound of a gun being loaded could be heard, and he froze on the spot.

"Raise your hands. Who are you and why are you watching me?" a female voice asked.

"I'm someone investigating the deaths that have been occurring in Odate". He said, as he was lifting his hands and putting them on his head. Nanami figured there was not much of a point in lying. She didn't ask why he was there, but why he was watching her, so she probably had noticed it for a while. Also, if she was a curse user that wanted to harm him, she would've probably done so by now.

"Turn around."

He turned to face her.

She was pointing a small handgun at him, keeping her distance. Her green eyes seemed irritated. He could probably disarm her and further question the woman on the subject, but weighing his options, it felt more responsible to avoid conflict escalation.

"Look," she said, picking her words carefully. She sounded annoyed, but not scared. "I don't know what you've heard about me or this house, but I am not a witch, and I'll tell you what I already told the officer, I didn't kill anyone."

She examined his face.

"Why are you pointing a gun at me, then?" He asked.

"I'm a woman living alone in the woods, and a creep has been stalking me for god knows how long. Sorry if I chose to pull a gun first and ask questions later."

Both of them examined each other, and the air was tense. She seemed inclined to simply let him go, and his instinct was that she harbored no ill intent on hurting him out of anything other than self-defense. He decided to try to de-escalate the situation further.

"My name is Nanami Kento."

She was slightly taken aback, as she didn't expect him to present himself like that given the circumstances.

"I'm... Shiori. Yamada Shiori."

"I'd like to ask you some questions about these deaths. I'm a private investigator of sorts. Preferably without a firearm between us." Nanami said calmly.

She hesitated and examined him. Her instinct was that he was telling the truth. After a few seconds, her arm relaxed, and she put the gun down, then inside her coat.

"Ok. We can talk." Shiori said. "But I'm keeping the gun on me."

Nanami sighed as he lowered his arms. "Fair enough."

She pointed at the house. "And you go first."

They walked towards the house, and she unlocked the front door, letting him in. She indicated a table where he could sit, and pulled a chair for herself. Once both were seated, as Nanami was about to say something, she took a crystal ball from her other pocket.

"Here. Please hold this."

Nanami thought about it for a second, and held the ball in his hand. The small sphere started to glow blue after about 5 seconds. "Tsk", Shiori groaned, "Figures."

"Sorry, I don't understand."

"Where are you from? Kyoto?" She asked, grabbing the crystal from his hands. "Is this really about the deaths, or are you guys here to try to recruit me and my brother? He is away, just so you know."

Nanami was confused, and it must have shown.

"You're a jujutsu sorcerer, aren't you?" She asked. "Look." The crystal was glowing in her hands too. "This is my sort of 'jujutsu sorcerer detector'. The last time one of you came was a few years ago, so I'll just cut to the chase. I'm happy in the woods, and I don't want to go to Jujutsu High — I’m actually 18 now, and have just graduated. Please, leave me alone."

This was definitely not how Nanami expected this conversation to go, and he definitely did not expect to be dealing with cursed objects in Odate. After collecting his thoughts, Nanami started to speak.

"I'm here because of Jujutsu High, but I came from Tokyo on a mission regarding the deaths that have occurred recently. I questioned a few people and after some research, found that your family had sorcerers, and that you and your brother work with medicinal plants. Given the cause of those deaths was poisoning, I came to your house for further investigation." He answered bluntly.

"I see." She put the crystal ball back inside her pocket. "You're not the first one to think that, though. A police officer was here a few days ago. Those town's people still hate us, even centuries later, simply for being Yamadas. But I truly had nothing to do with those deaths."

"I see." Nanami muttered the thought for a moment. "And do you have an innate cursed technique?" Cursed techniques in sorcerer's families that were passed through generations were common, even if those that involved poisoning their victims weren't that common.

She was a little surprised with the question. "Well, it has nothing to do with poison, I can tell you that much. I can show you, but it can't be done inside the house."

"Why?"

"Because I still want to have a roof over my head. Come." She pointed to the door, and they went outside. Behind the house, there were plenty of wide holes in the ground just barely covered in snow, something he hadn't noticed earlier.

"Please, step back." She concentrated, put both hands together and said "cursed technique: melt grenade". Then, Shiori threw a small blue ball of cursed energy towards the holes. It exploded loudly, and made a hole around 2 feet deep, covered in a thick corrosive black substance. 

"That's all?" Nanami asked. He waited for a response, but after a few seconds of silence, looked at her just to see Shiori falling to the ground. He started walking to her side offering assistance, but she was already sitting herself up, as if this was something the woman was accustomed to.

"Yes. That is all. I can only throw one or two of these before passing out." She stood up slowly. "So this is it. Unfortunately, there is not much I can do to help you." She had a surprisingly laid back approach, even if the circumstances they had met were somewhat odd.

Nanami sighed. At least this explained why she used a gun. Nevertheless, it was a dead end, after all. 

"I was told you had a brother. Where is he?" He asked.

"My brother decided to do some traveling about a year ago. He went looking for our parents. I told him it was a bad idea, but he did it anyway. I don't know where he is currently." Shiori responded. "His name is Shiro. Our parents weren't very creative naming twins".

"Well, I won't occupy you any longer. I'll be on my way, then." Nanami said, as he bowed and started to leave.

"It's fine. But if you come by again, please, just knock on the door." Shiori responded with a half smile, putting her hands inside her pocket while she calmly walked back inside the house.

***

Back at the hotel, Nanami was on the phone talking to Yaga and giving him his report on the investigation. He informed Yaga about Ijichi's findings, and the conversation he had with Shiori.

"I see." Yaga said. "Keep an eye on her, though."

"Why?"

"Well, she has a cursed object we were not aware of. Doesn't seem like anything serious, but she could be hiding something."

"I understand." Nanami pondered for a moment. "She had some visitors from Jujutsu High years ago, more specifically from the Kyoto sister school, according to her."

"We usually scout families that have a history with jujutsu for potential students, but they don't always accept the invite." Yaga replied. "I didn't know she was one of the people we visited."

Nanami, still on the phone, walked towards the TV and turned it on. Local news had an urgent news broadcast on.

"Well, I imagine this is it for resting today." he said.

"I'll make the necessary calls. Go there now." Yaga replied.

He sat on the bed as he heard the reporter say police had just discovered a new body.

"I'm charging overtime fees."

[stargazer-dreamer]

Frivolities

character: hawks

reader: gender neutral

content warnings: intrusive/suicidal thoughts

notes: also on ao3. 2k word count. pre-series. "hawks-centric" in a way that's more about hawks and less about the reader.

Soul sold, the boy known as Takami Keigo was no more. A pretty bird, Hawks preformed tricks for pellets, beaten and battered, and at age eighteen he was ranked tenth in the Pro Hero Charts. An impressive feat, for one so young.

Working hard and wishing he wasn’t working at all, he woke up again and again. And again and again. And again and again.

---

He remembers suffering, pain, and endurance. Most of it came from living within the organization. His handlers, while allowing him more of an insight to the world than ever before, were no less cruel than the ones who drove him there in the first place. As the years passed by, he grew far from that scrawny little boy he had once been—but he still felt no more of a man than before. And when he opened up his own hero agency, he constantly felt waterlogged and wrung out; schedule leaving little time for rest, always something to do, always on the move.

Despite his successes—going above and beyond, reaching higher and higher—he couldn’t seem to escape the cage he had been placed in, all those years ago. There were many rules he had to abide by and regulations to follow; driveling and snooze-inducing topics that didn’t really matter in the end and that he didn’t care much for. He couldn’t help but laugh about it—like a pet bird, he thought. Cooped up and clipped wings, meant only to flutter an inch off of the ground, stand there pretty, parrot phrases said a thousand times over.

He wasn’t allowed any friends. They were a distraction, they told him; he should work hard, keep busy. There was even the order that he was not allowed to date. Any type of relationship, whether it was romantic or sexual, would not only be quickly made public but labeled as a sign of rebellion and opposition to the organization that had treated him so well. Manipulative. Deliberately threatening what little privacy he had. Stripping him bare for all the world to see.

When he met you, he was twenty. He had recently ranked within the top five in the Pro Hero Charts. Despite trying to beat it out of him, Hawks had always had a bit of a rebellious streak—a life of strict handlers and rigorous outlines had shaped him quite a bit differently than they had expected—but after taking the fifth slot, he had decided to test exactly how secure the latch on the cage door really was. And while that might sound like something much more devious to an onlooker, for Hawks, it simply meant rattling the bars for a bit. For fun.

He phrased it much like he’d heard countless of times before, scrolling through social media: he needed some mental health days. He didn’t know this himself—didn’t allow himself the chance to know, really—but he really did need it. He went on vacation. It took a lot of convincing for it to get approved by his handlers, much less getting it past the higher ups—he just ranked fifth, it’d do wonders to ride that high, they insisted.

Regardless, his time off—his first ever official, willing, much awaited for and desired time off—went through. To celebrate, he slept for most of the first day, only leaving his bed to grab takeout at the front door and take the occasional trip to the restroom. He lavished in his slumber; since the transfer, he couldn’t find a single time in his life where he could sleep in late—much less was physically able to.

It was by the second day that the initial appeal wore off, and he found himself fidgeting about. Tossing, and turning, and very much incredibly bored; he missed his work, he found. As troublesome and uninspiring as the fact was—it was sadly true. Inevitable, even. At that point, he had spent the majority of his life working. It felt wrong to not be on his feet. He felt guilty channel-surfing.

The rest he had so constantly craved didn’t feel quite as rewarding as he thought it would be.

---

On the third day, he had decided a quick trip to the corner store couldn't hurt, as long as he was fast enough not to get noticed on the way there and back. He had to stretch his wings, surround himself with the sounds of everyday life. He was going stir-crazy cooped up in his nest—and that was a depressing thought. He put his shoes on and took a moment to ponder. Hawks was confident about his speed and agility—a nondescript trip to the convenience store should be easy. Within the organization, he was praised for his covertness, after all—was the fastest-rising hero, after all. It should have been easy.

It was not easy.

It was a saying that was ripped right off of a certain article headline—he was too fast for his own good. Despite his reflexes, despite all the training, the drills, the hardships he had to endure up until that point, he was just a bit too quick on the draw. When you are at your most cautious, that is when you are most likely to make a mistake—he had been told that many times. After ranking fifth, he had stopped listening.

It was on this third day that he met you. He didn’t run into you—couldn’t—but he very nearly did, bracing himself against the automatic doors, causing them to pop out of place by mistake. This is where he stumbled, weight suddenly shifting, but then he felt hands upon him—one on his shoulder, another at his chest, firm—and he regained his balance once more.

“Are you okay?”

He looked up. Your concern was plastered on your entire face—the angle of your brows, the seriousness of your eyes, so trained on him that he was struck, suddenly. Of all his years of being Pro, he has had a multitude of people worried for his well-being. At the top of the charts, it came with the job. Cheering, and screaming, and crying; many people cared about him.

When they needed him, that is.

You looked at him. You looked into his eyes, like you were peering into his soul, and asked him—“Are you hurt?”

He tried convincing himself that this was not a fight. Every bone in his body trembled with the force of it. It left him unable to breathe, the adrenaline coursing through him with an intensity he’s never felt before. He could be bleeding, he thought, idly. “No,” he said, eventually. He felt like he was losing. “No, I’m good. Dandy, even.” And it was habit more than anything, when he flashed you his most charming smile, “But thank you for worrying. I really appreciate it. Really.”

Sweat caught in his hairline, threatening, and he watched as you took in his features. The longer you stared, the more self-conscious he felt; how strained he must look, how tense his muscles must be beneath his shirt—you still held him, he realized, faintly. He felt like passing out.

And with that, he shot you finger-guns. He struck a little pose. He hated it. “I’m okay!” he backed away now, sidestepping around you and out the front door. Popping it back into place with more force than necessary, he laughed—a rough, loud thing—and with a wave of the hand, “Have a good day!” And he took off into the skies.

Rocketing above the clouds, he told himself—I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay.

---

Two days later, he remembered that he had wanted the sort of fried food you can only get at a convenience store. The salty-cheap kind, the perfect kind, the quickie-chickie kind. The city was big, he thought, the world even bigger, so when he nearly ran into you again he felt as if someone must be pulling at some unseen strings somewhere, up in the heavens. Like he could look up to find the curtains rising. They never did, of course. They didn’t exist.

What he got instead was your voice again—exactly the same from within his dreams—asking, “Are you okay?” Hands at his shoulder and chest, you steadied him. The door clunked beside you.

Eyes skybound, he pursed his lips. Puckered them. Exhaled. Then he nodded, slipping out of reach, and jammed the door straight. “Yes,” he said. “Yes, I’m good. Great, even.” And even though his wings fluttered and he felt his feathers start to rise, he asked with a quirked brow—“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

It took you a moment to answer, watching him toe further and further away. “Yeah, I…” And it was at this point where a familiar glint in your eyes appeared, and you did a double-take. “Hawks?”

Despite the immediate bile rising to the back of his throat, his smile came more naturally this time. Dancing backwards, he flapped his wings; once, twice, he was off his feet. Saluting, he spun, gave a flourish, and was off.

---

He was twenty, number five, and on vacation for the very first time. Fried chicken was good, he remembered, sitting in the shadow of a tree, down several back-roads, obscured from sight, and chowing down on some karaage next to you. It was the day after your second encounter; he had entered stage left to see you center stage once again.

His sixth day off in a row; summer, the sun setting down towards the horizon line, and the convenience store door had been knocked out of its slot once again. He had laughed, head thrown back at the obscurity of it all, and rammed it back into place. He offered to buy you a snack, an apology for bothering you so—he insisted—but once he had his receipt, he didn’t turn tail and run. Not this time.

No, he invited you to come sit with him, enjoy the sunset, talk for a bit. You were on his mind, constantly, and he almost told you as much. Almost. You, who looked at him, point-blank, and not wondered for your own safety. He learned your name and your occupation, what it was that you did throughout the day, and what brought you to the corner store. He stuffed his face; and it’s not like you didn’t know who he was—you recognized him, of course—but there was just something about you. He couldn’t quite place it. Your pretty eyes and the way they looked at him. His heart thumped in his chest.

What was it about you?

He pondered this as he spoke, vividly, about his favorite hero. He couldn’t quite remember how the two of you got on that topic in the first place but you were laughing at the unconventional taste of it—and everything else then ceased to matter.

His heart thumped in his chest. He couldn’t breathe. The hairline at the nape of his neck was damp with it—the sudden urge to fling himself across the country. To fly so far up, so fast, he’d completely lose air. You looked at him, so earnestly, and he thought: oh. Your face. Your smile. Your eyes on him and him alone. And he was used to the attention—number five and all wrung out—but there was something about your gaze that struck him to his core, made him feel frozen and burned from the inside-out all at once.

Oh no.

He was not allowed to date. He didn’t have that luxury, the private life. No, he could not be with you. Oh, how he wanted to. Wanted to flip out his phone—and show you the little Endeavor charms, just to see you point out all the artistic liberties—and ask for your number. To ask you out. Hope and pray a disposable face mask would help disguise him enough. He considered the possibility of renting out an entire restaurant, just to secure his own concealment. He hoped you liked umai.

But would the staff talk? Would you? Would there be lenses positioned at the entrance, already phoning the tabloids—already phoning his handlers? The Secret’s Out! Love Bird Hawks!

He wiped the grease away on the leg of his pants, hand lingering over his pocket. You were telling him about your favorite hero—their aesthetics and sense of justice—but you paused, suddenly. He looked up.

“Oh,” you seemed nervous. “N-not that you aren’t amazing as well, Hawks...! Didn’t you just rank number five? And it’s only been, what, two years since you debuted?” You tinkered with the keyring in your lap as you spoke, fiddling with the dangling chain, almost discreetly. He couldn’t help it. He looked down. There, between your clamped fingers, sat an acrylic charm. The light hit it, just so, revealing a brilliant scarlet. You fidgeted. A feather.

His smile felt strained, threatening to disappear off of his face as the bile rose once more. “Time moves so fast,” it felt like a slog. Each day crawling along with an itinerary several miles long. He wanted to tear it up, desperately, into tiny little shreds, burn it to ash, and throw himself into the pyre as well. “Tenth feels like it was just yesterday.”

He didn’t ask for your number. He resolved to never go to that corner store ever again.

On that sixth night, he laid in bed, alone, thinking about his favorite hero. Number two. He wondered what that was like, as he watched the moon up in the sky, higher than he could ever dream of flying; his body the cage that tethered him. He wondered what that was like. Number two. Endeavor, his brilliant, blazing inferno in the sky, embers in his wake, impeccable track record, eyes on the prize—but never enough. Hawks watched the moon up in the sky between the gaps in the window blinds, strained and worn out, chasing, and wondered—will it ever be enough?

---

The next morning, he went back to work.

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The Bakugos and the Beast of Burden

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/GJNvP19 by Esterskynight The beast that haunted Katsuki’s childhood may be buried under the ashes of Kamino Ward, but its presence lingers, woven into his very being. As he claws his way to the top, Katsuki finds himself tangled in the brutal reality of the hero business—a world ruled by power, money, and influence. And as old wounds resurface, they threaten to pull him under. With Aizawa and Hizashi offering the stability of a real home, Katsuki glimpses a world built on trust instead of fear. In the quiet moments between battles, the steady presence of Kirishima becomes an unexpected comfort. Yet as his relentless will drives him forward, his pride could become his greatest obstacle, standing between him and the connection he craves. Will Katsuki reach the top without losing himself—or those closest to him? Words: 1581, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 2 of The Beast Trilogy Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki's Family, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Shinsou Hitoshi, Kirishima Eijirou, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Sero Hanta, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Takami Keigo | Hawks Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Ashido Mina & Bakugou Katsuki & Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou & Sero Hanta, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Gay Panic, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Bakugou Katsuki-centric, Kirishima Eijirou is a Ray of Sunshine, Mental Health Issues, Child Abuse, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Hurt/Comfort, Adoptive Parents Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead | Dadzawa, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Shinsou Hitoshi, Class 1-A as Family (My Hero Academia), Supportive Bakusquad (My Hero Academia), Hard of Hearing Bakugou Katsuki, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Bakugou and Midoriya sort their shit out, Hero Public Safety Commission Bashing (My Hero Academia) read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/GJNvP19

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After The War: Trials, Tribulations, and Theatre

by Imaginative_Inkings

"...Why are you still writing?" "...Well, because... there are still some pages left."

~~~ Neither Dabi nor Hawks believed there would be an after - after revenge, after the Commission, and least of all, an after worth living.

Now, after the war and after the Commission "disbanded", everyone insists that 'after' is here. So, they learn to build one. The past never dies - and as much as it may haunt them, it can also be the foundations for their future.

OR: The League (including Twice) is alive and (physically) well (for the most part). Touya is in recovery, and is very displeased about it. Hawks think’s he’s healed, he is wrong. Shigaraki and Spinner open a shelter, with the help of a few others. The former-Commission is not happy about this.

~~~ Trigger Warnings: Suicidal Ideation, Abuse/Trauma, Violence, Political Corruption, Heavy Drinking, Disassociation/Unreality

Note: Will add a list about some of the cannon changes I was thinking of/potentially elaborating a bit on my rationale for it. The tags are getting a bit crowded

Words: 5278, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: League of Villains (My Hero Academia), Todoroki Family (My Hero Academia), Hero Public Safety Commission (My Hero Academia), Original Characters, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Takami Keigo | Hawks

Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Iguchi Shuuichi | Spinner/Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Todoroki Family, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & League of Villains, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou

Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags May Change, Post-Canon, Fix-It, I mean you could also argue that I just broke it more haha, Dabi | Todoroki Touya is a Little Shit, Dabi | Todoroki Touya-centric, League of Villains Redemption (My Hero Academia), Corrupt Hero Public Safety Commission (My Hero Academia), Not Canon Compliant, Slow Burn, Suicidal Thoughts, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Past Child Abuse, Abuse, Dabi | Todoroki Touya is a Mess, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Healing, Rehabilitation, Fluff, Introspection, POV Multiple, Heavy Drinking, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Twice survives | Midoriya & Touya lost limbs | Hawks later regains his quirk, Takami Keigo | Hawks is a Mess

source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57801691

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Nesting habits of Carnivores alike

Words: 2708, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Toga Himiko, Takami Keigo | Hawks

Relationships: Takami Keigo | Hawks & Toga Himiko, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Toga Himiko, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks/Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko

Tags: Toga Himiko is a Little Shit, Sweet Toga Himiko, Toga Himiko Being Toga Himiko, Toga Himiko Needs Rest, Protective Takami Keigo | Hawks, Takami Keigo | Hawks-centric, Takami Keigo | Hawks Acts Like a Bird, Soft Takami Keigo | Hawks, Parental Takami Keigo | Hawks, Takami Keigo | Hawks is a Mess, Mentioned Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Mentioned Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko, raw meat eating, Hair Braiding, Hugging, in the end but yeah, ships are very backgroundlike they are in the background setting you should notice them but they aren't full story, DadDecember Ect Events, Obscure Dads Week

There was a crack and a pop of uncomfortable bones and muscles as Keigo made his way to “his” apartment, most of his feathers were missing and any not attached were for certain being dragged behind him as if tied with string behind his own dragging wings, and Keigo could feel the mess of mostly dried stains in his wings that made his brain even more scattered about, wanting to preen and pick feathers until he would calm down. And yet he could feel the smile creeping in his face as he could imagine his best friends grinning faces at his state if they saw him coming back home. 

Keigo doesn’t really bother with the keys somewhere along his full pockets, a feather quickly makes the way of the lock as soon Keigo had visual of the front door, and he just, leans into the apartment, ready to go face down in the at least cushy couch which was provided by the commission when he received the apartment (and most of the complex but of course those were only on his name in name, the commission always “managing” everything in his life-).

Instead, Keigo is surprised to see a different blond head shrieking as the automatic lights connected to the door activated, bleeding the house with overhead warm light instead of just the previous open fridge door light that was there, Toga Himiko was staring at him, probably trying to calm her heart at the sudden shift in the ambience. Keigo probably was exactly too tired to not even question on why the villain from the villain group both himself and Tou- Dabi were undercover, no, what he question was even more dumb.

“How… did you find this?”

Which props to Keigo a bit because that was a genuine baffling question, since most of the building complex was bought by the commission and the rest were on a rent basis, aka making it not be a place people really talked about, least of all any strange sightings they could have seen of one person or other. Tho the Keigo of right now was very much throwing himself in the big sofa that is the only thing they kept from the initial moving in, he spread out all of his limbs stretching out before just staying sprawling like a sea star, his feathers resting near but not much, so he could sense Toga start and stop, measuring her words to him.

“Well, I saw flambé getting in here, so, i assumed this was his…”

“It technically is, and mine, and owned by another one too”

He turned his head to have one eye looking at her, just noticing she was drinking one of Rumi’s plant milk based boxes, which made him gag the first time he tried one, so no thank you. Although the girl didn’t have the cornered animal look anymore, so that was a plus, the downside now is that teasing malice was what shined in those slitted eyes, and with a not necessary fanged smile.

“So you two DO have a thing!”

Keigo groaned, forfeiting the right of vision of the unnecessary fang showing, he knew Himiko fangs were retractable as his talons, and yet here she was rummaging the fridge and giggling like it was just a play. After a moment, his hunger was bigger than the cringe feeling, so Keigo righted his posture in time to see Himiko open the fridge again to look a bit more it seems..

Very lazy, Keigo ordered the feathers to bring his stached cuts of meat sponsored by Dabi chicken heming need to plan every meal in their house. Toga dodged the array like a second nature, still looked confused at him as Keigo himself smiled at the small tray of sashimi cuts and the sorted defrozen chicken they had, Keigo started with a drumstick.

"Why... are you eating that?"

Keigo thrilled, closest thing for a laugh with a whole drumstick in his mouth, and he almost choked at the gaping expression change to a jaw on the floor one as he audibly broke the bone in his bite.

"What?" He tried to say, but Keigo was very much still biting down onto the chilled chicken. So it sounded more like garble than anything else, which absolutely didn't help Toga expression at him

"Don't you have to like... cook that?"

Keigo shrugged, swallowing down.

"Do you have to cook and check for diseases in your blood?"

Himiko pouted, stomping one time on the floor. Keigo, who still very much lived with Rumi, waited for the tackle or the continued thumps as the rabbit became more impatient, or the shrill noise she would make when he or Dabi really got on her nerves.

Instead, Himiko only continued with a whine tone.

"That's different! You know that!"

"Literally how, you know there's a reason that I'm Hawks and not any other bird, you know?"

Keigo, who very much thought that expression was a dramatic media invention, wheezed and dropped the sashimi slice he was picking back in the tray as Himiko inflated her checks with an annoyed expression, and let all that air go immediately into a growl at Keigo reaction.

"Ok mister Hawks, what other bird would you be, huh?" 

Toga swung the fridge door open again, sticking her head in cutting off Keigo vision of her.

After finishing that slice he dropped, he hummed out loud, thinking perhaps a bit much about the question.

"Vulture, perhaps, or Owl if I wanted to still have a hero theme and all."

Himiko shoot her head out, holding one of the fried buns Dabi liked to munch in her mouth but otherwise it was a surprised expression she gave him, which made him arch an eyebrow at her. She tried to talk, but clearly forgot the bun she was holding, but Himiko was fast enough to catch it before it fell on the ground. With a grumble again, she let it rest besides where the drink was left on the table top, and gone back to investigate what there was in their fridge.

"Didn't think you birdie would like those scavenger types"

Keigo snorted, and bit down on the last slice of the fish tray before answering.

"Well, our stomach compositions are practically the same, and there is a known bright red species, tho I think it was because they use makeup? I don't know, and they are cool."

"Do you think they are cool?"

Keigo was a bit rattled by how small Himiko voice got on the question, and he did have enough emotional intelligence to see that something in that was important to the girl.

Keigo shrugged knowingly that Toga couldn't see it and said.

"They are very cool, even if other people don't think that, they don't really care because they got their own thing you know, getting rid of infection and carcasses and all."

Keigo chirped when he felt the sofa dippen, tiredness was really eating at him at not noticing Toga coming, no sign of the milk drink but there were some of the buns in her lap, and Keigo could feel the avoided gaze of the girl, with her back firmly in his general direction. The only thing he hoped is that he didn’t accidentally anger the blood thirsty teen, Keigo continued to munch on bone and meat alike.

“Pick a number between 50 and 20.”

Keigo blinked, after finishing his last piece was the statement said. Looking at her, Keigo saw Himiko still wasn’t looking at him, only one bun remaining in her lap as the girl worked on the hair buns. Keigo pouted while thinking, absently minded taking the leftover trash to the trash or the sink.

“33”

“Left or Right?”

Keigo now turned to her, sitting cross legged and letting his wings sag behind him now that there was no task to be done.

“Right.”

“Red, blue or green?” Now Himiko turned at him, smile without fangs as she seems to give up on righting the buns and just let her hair go.

“Blue.” Keigo watched as she munched the fried bun left, still smiling at him, perhaps he looked funny when tired to her?

“Dawn or dusk?”

“Dawn, shouldn’t you go to sleep?”

The smile immediately falls, but there’s no pout, only slight squint at him with no force of a glare.

“Shouldn’t you?”

Keigo sighed. “Yeah i should, but you’re here, so…”

There’s the pout he wasn’t looking for.

“Well, i want to stay the night!”

“Cool, do you want to take a shower or just hit the hay?”

Himiko blinked wide-eyed at him, but Keigo was already set, his stray feathers reconnecting with his wings as he got up and stretched. Keigo headed to Dabi’s room in search of some night wear she would have.

“Wait! Are you being serious?!” Was called out, which Keigo couldn’t really respond with his face in a closet, but soon he found one of those long shirts with short sleeves that Dabi would wear in long free days.

“Yeah! Do you want me to run your outfit in the washing machine while you’re at the bath?” He peaked in Rumi’s room, grabbing one shorts of hers before coming back to the living room, with an easy smile on. Himiko was still where Keigo left her, now blinking wildly at him like he had grown another head.

With a tone to set the final nail on the coffin, Keigo did his final offer. “I could help do your hair, I know how to do a sick french braid!”

Now there was definitely a sparkle in her yellow eyes as Himiko quietly said. “Yeah”

There was more spark in Keigo smile now, exhaustion forgotten for a moment as he ushered the teen to the shower, making sure the spare clothes were in her hands before heading off to ready the sofa with the futon cover and some spare pillows, Keigo chuckled at the memory of the argument about that between the three and Keigo being very scandalized that Rumi only would take two and Touya would take one, his best friends and their lack of early back problems was a matter of scandalisation at the highest dramatic acti he would muster with them.

Things helpfully laid out in the couch, Keigo deemed the room lights to mostly dark but still able to see, and after some feather work, he could grab the left out dirty clothes without needing to open the door, and got to set up the washing machine with a bit of powder bleach besides the soap and vinegar, and chugged the cardigan, fuku, skirt and high socks, leaving the neckerchief aside for no color damage, Keigo learned his lesson with Rumi hero costume accident.

After that, Keigo resettled his sitting position, and perhaps struggled to stay awake a bit for Himiko to be finished, by the time the door opened from the showers, he was dropping his head from minute to minute.

“You better not sleep and mess my hair up.”

Keigo gestured for her to sit in front of him, not minding the threat since he was trained out of unsteady hands in exhaustion when he was 10.

“That’s depressing! Cats or dogs?” While the question was asked, Keigo busied his hands gently prying the hair and dividing in two, and getting to work in the left side again by dividing into three and starting the braid with light movements.

“Bunnies”

“Water or fire?”

“Fire” Keigo tugs a bit to get the braid firm, now to tuck it in, in a bun…

“Desk or couch?”

“Couch”

“Pokemon starter?”

“Pikachu”

“Lame, turtles or rays?”

“Manta” There, with two hair ties it was secure and frankly Keigo is proud of how it is looking so far, now to the other side.

“Plus or sub?”

“Plus” 

“Beef or chicken”

“Chicken”

“Call or message?”

“Calls”

“Light or darkness?”

“Darkness. Finished, is it too tight?” Keigo leaned back admiring his work of making the buns not to flat but managing to have the circles more apparent since he managed to wrap the braid in itself that it was showing the hole in the wrapping in the center of both. It would probably fall away fastly, but Keigo knows his actual braids will last, when he did Rumi hair one time it lasted all morning without coming undone with the activity!

“Nop!”

“Well, then settle in, because i’m gonna snooze.” Keigo shuffled aside until he could stand again, and couldn’t force the yawn that resulted from it, but it was good fun seeing Himiko smile in the corner of his eye

“You still say that?” Himiko leaned, smile easy and a just a glint of teasing in her eyes that Keigo did notice were starting to drop.

“I say a lot of old slang when tired yeah.” Keigo absently nodded, rolling in the balls of his feet trying to stave off grogginess 

“Grampa.” Keigo huffed, turning and starting his walk to his room.

“Goodnight my sweetheart!”

“Lame!!!” He let’s out a cackle in time of the teen, before Keigo is shutting the door and breathing out, not to relax per say, he is already calm enough, but something in this back and fourth make his mind cotton and heart ready to… do something, he wasn’t really sure what at this point, but it felt similar all those years ago, when Keigo was sure he would do anything for the other two best friends.

But sure is something different, since that was Toga, a 15 something year old villain, and he sure as hell didn’t feel like that to anyone in that age length and moral ground.

Whatever, Keigo took his shirt off and promptly fell in dreamless slumber the moment he relaxed against the bed and his pillow.

The doors of their apartment are well oiled, but it is still easy for booth Keigo and Rumi pick on any movement in their home, and Touya was as much as early riser as Keigo and stone cold sleeper, so, even if sleep clinging to his mind. His body tenses up, hand already curling around one of his old molt sharp feathers under the pillow, and Keigo wonders why the normal adrenaline hasn’t kicked up when the presence spoke, and of course he recognize it after one minute away from the interaction with her.

“Birdie.” There’s an yawn between. “Let me snuggle.”

“... what.”

“The sofa isn’t comfy.” Shuffling of feet, and confusion was what filled Keigo mind, since he knows for a fact that that sofa is extra comfy, and what would be the problem-.

Realization didn’t strike like thunder, and perhaps that was the motive of it leaving Keigo breathless, or because the memory hit him full of body slamming force, of himself shuffling towards his mother bed and quietly asking to join in. His hand trembled as he let go of the now soft feather and pushed up to look, his vision wasn’t as good in the dark as Rumi, but he could see clear enough to know the expression of slow regret and doubt on the normally smiling face.

Yeah, ok, maybe he now has a name for the feelings relating Himiko, and understands why To-Dabi would spend so much time with the girl outside the meetings with the league, but it all is just a maybe.

“Sure, get conforta-oof.”

Keigo had the mind to get his wings out of the way, but was still surprised at the velocity that Himiko springed out of the door into the bed. He wasn't winded by the impact, but more of the instinct chirp that left at the impact, with the breath Keigo took he could feel the girl snaking around him, but never really bringing arms up, and could smell the camomile and fresh grass that Dabi liked to use to get rid of smoke smell, and strong iron scent that made him gulp.

Himiko stilled, and settled down where she was mostly curled next to him.

Keigo counted four heartbeats, before overcoming the hesitation, wrapping both wing and arm around the teen, and waited eight more for Himiko stiffness to relax again into the mattress.

“Goodnight.”

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Nesting Habits of Carnivores Alike

Nesting habits of Carnivores alike by Aurora01BorealZory

Words: 2708, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Toga Himiko, Takami Keigo | Hawks

Relationships: Takami Keigo | Hawks & Toga Himiko, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Toga Himiko, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks/Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko

Additional Tags: Toga Himiko is a Little Shit, Sweet Toga Himiko, Toga Himiko Being Toga Himiko, Toga Himiko Needs Rest, Protective Takami Keigo | Hawks, Takami Keigo | Hawks-centric, Takami Keigo | Hawks Acts Like a Bird, Soft Takami Keigo | Hawks, Parental Takami Keigo | Hawks, Takami Keigo | Hawks is a Mess, Mentioned Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Mentioned Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko, raw meat eating, Hair Braiding, Hugging, in the end but yeah, ships are very background, like they are in the background setting you should notice them but they aren't full story, DadDecember Ect Events, Obscure Dads Week 1

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46078129

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More Than Useless (More Than Human)

more than useless (more than human) by wawaka

“Bane. Consider this a command. Defend UA.” Nedzu's voice rang through the speakers.

Teachers looked towards the cameras in confusion. Students worried and wondered who Nedzu was speaking to.

Midoriya Izuku simply stood and gave a grim look towards the speaker before disappearing in a flash of extravagant lightning.

OR: Shigaraki brings an army to UA and Nedzu enacts their last line of defense, Midoriya Izuku, an unassuming second year gen ed student.

Words: 8363, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 14 of might make a story with this - might not (idk), Part 4 of OP Izuku One-Shots

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen, Other

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Snipe, Nedzu, Hero Public Safety Commission President, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Shinsou Hitoshi, Minor Characters, Class 1-A, Class 1-C

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku & Snipe, Midoriya Izuku & Nedzu, Midoriya Izuku & Takami Keigo | Hawks, Midoriya Izuku & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Hero Public Safety Commission President & Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Midoriya Izuku-centric, Midoriya Izuku Has a Quirk, Overpowered Midoriya Izuku, BAMF Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Has a Secret Identity, Hero Commission Doesn't Completely Suck, They Are Very Corrupt Though, They're Still Part of a Government guys, Midoriya Izuku & Takami Keigo | Hawks Grew Up Together, They Were Both Raised by the HPSC, Confident Midoriya Izuku, Sarcastic Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku is a Little Shit, Shinsou Hitoshi is a Little Shit, he's only there for 1000 words but Shinsou deserved the tag lmao, Nedzu is a Little Shit, Mentor Snipe, Kami I love that tag, Murder, like...Izuku is murdering villains occassionally, Uhm, Tags Contain Spoilers, Dead Sensei | All For One, Dead Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, i dgaf about them and neither does Midoriya, no beta we die like Naomasa's free-time

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