Drabble: Hawks X Reader

Drabble: Hawks x Reader

Prompt: “I’m scared. What if someone finds out about us?”

A/N: First time writing hawks?? 👀 And this is a little all over the place

You knew exactly what you were getting into when you decided to date him. The number 2 hero with a swarm of responsibilities, enemies and fans all at the same time. He was so special and you were a civilian. A nobody.

If you were honest, you knew Hawks liked it better than way. He felt that you couldn’t get hurt, but there was the fear of you getting hurt because you weren’t a hero. When you started dating him, you never realised that you suddenly became an everybody.

No one knew about you, and the both of you wanted to keep it that way. It had been almost a year of you two hiding this secret from everyone you knew, especially the media. Even Hawks warned you of what the Hero Public Safety Commission would say or do if they were to be informed.

The best thing you could do was spend nights together such as this one. With his busy schedule, the middle of the night was almost the only time he could wind down.

When it was time to do so, he’d call you on his way home to tell you how long he was going to be and how much he’s looking forward to see you.

After receiving the call you’d get to work preparing him some chicken to eat and a nest of pillows on the bed. According to him, you never arranged the pillows quite right. However, you just wanted to show that you cared for him.

Right now, he was snug in the nest he had to shift around, playfully scolding you for not being able to do it right. A blanket was folded over you, his wings tucked carefully behind him. A finished bucket of chicken was left abandoned on the bedside table.

Hawks cooed softly in your arms, his handsome face hidden in the crook of your neck. You held the back of his head softly, threading your fingers through his tussled but silky blond hair. His arms were loose around your waist, legs tangled between yours.

“Hawks?” You whispered, unsure if he was still awake.

A soft but low hum vibrated against your throat.

“Do you care if I’m a nobody?” You asked, allowing for your question to slip out.

“Nope,” Hawks mumbled, adjusting how his face pressed against your neck.

“Okay... but what if I couldn’t save myself from villains that came after me knowing they’d get to you?”

Hawks gave another hushed answer, “Then they would have got to me, because I’d come and save you, little birdie.”

You nodded, hesitantly, guilt building up.

“Wouldn’t it be better if I got myself out of the situation? I don’t want you to get dragged into things because of me.”

“And I don’t want you to get dragged into things because of me.”

Hawks drew his face out of your neck, wriggling up to meet your eye level. He lifted his hand up to run his hand up and down your arm.

The shine of the cityscape reflected perfectly in Hawks’s golden eyes through the open window. The sleekness of their hawk-like shape pierced your own as you stared into them. You could sense the seriousness in the hue of yellow. The intense eye contact caught your breath in your throat as your worries poured out.

“Hawks, I’m scared,” you mumbled, “What if someone finds out about us?”

Immediately, Hawks didn’t waste a second in shuffling up to press your face into his chest. The soft circles he ran up and down your shoulder blades ticked through your shirt.

You could hear his rapid heart rate, making it clear the fear that had shocked him into gelding you so tight.

He squeezed you tightly, guilty of placing you into a situation of fear, anxious for what he led you into, and feeling selfish for wanting you anyway.

How could he not when you were all he has ever wanted?

“Call me Keigo,” he whispered, voice light as one of his scarlet feathers.

Your eyes shot open.

“I know I told you that I couldn’t tell you my name but I don’t care anymore,” he confessed, feeling the way you tried to look up at him, “My name’s Keigo Takami, and I promise I will protect you from anything.”

“Keigo... I love that name...” you sighed, getting comfortable against his chest, “It really suits you.”

Hawks couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I know you’ll protect me, Keigo...”

He smiled when you used his name.

“And I promise I’ll do anything to keep us together.”

You know what I find funny??

Whenever I find a post explaining why someone hates Hawks they always describe why I love him. Like 95% of the time they mention his skewed morals and that they “can’t trust a character” like that.

But that makes him such an interesting character. He’s struggling within himself for what he believes is good and evil, and it’s interesting to see how he’s developed so far. Him being so morally confused has so many layers to it that Horikoshi crafted so intelligently. Hawks wants to be a hero but his definition is upside down. As a character in a show with a main character like Deku, it’s a nice opposing force.

And look at his canon fanbase. Hawks is iNSANELY popular and charming with the general public. And with the recent events in the manga, the chaos it would cause when this fanbase catches on.

Basically Hawks having this moral panic is what makes his character dynamic and interesting to the society of the story. I don’t get how that’s a reason to hate him.

Don’t @ me

Tanaka x Reader: Puzzle Pieces

Requested by a lovely anon: hello!! i hope you’re doing well :) tbh i’ve been having a sucky day because multiple people have commented on my short height (~4’11) all day and it’s been making me really sad, could you do tsukki and maybe tanaka (separately) comforting fem reader about their height insecurity? tysm!! <3

A/N: Hi! Thank you for requesting!! This is sooooo late (I’m so sorry) but I hope this makes up your sucky day… I chose to do Tanaka because he’s kind of underrated I feel. I’ve had a couple people ask for Tanaka stuff with no prompt so take this longer piece! I hope that’s alright <3

Genre: Fluff, comfort

Word count: 1.3k

All day you hadn’t stopped getting the comments. All day your mood had plummeted due to their basic and uncreative way of poking fun. Of course, you were used to them, but today, for some reason they hit harder. The way the same group of people would poke fun at your height irritated you, but today you had had enough.

Couldn’t they just go away?

You never aggravated it, or gave them a reason to do it, but they did. Ignoring them had gone on too long, and it hadn’t done anything. Your only escape was your boyfriend. The time you spent together distracted you, Tanaka’s energy always knowing how to cheer you up.

Slowly, you were walking home, Tanaka stalking along in front of you. He bounced with each of his words, trying to entertain you with his stories about the mischief he got into with Nishinoya. He didn’t notice the way you were slouching your walk and forcing a fake smile. You made sure to look happy whenever he turned around to make sure you were there.

“And Yuu got stuck in the net! You can imagine how mad Daichi was! I swear, he was going to kill him,” Tanka whipped around to see your fake smile, but it flew completely over his head.

You nodded with a hum, “Yeah, I can imagine, babe.”

Tanaka stopped in his tracks, arms dropping to his sides. The sudden pause of his animation made you think he had finally caught up and noticed your shift in mood.

He allowed you to catch up, Tanaka then swung his arm around your shoulders. Crushing you against his side, he cackled.

“Come on, beautiful! You’re being slow today! Are you sore or something?”

“No, my bag’s just heavier than usual,” you told a half- lie.

Half of you wanted to just tell him, craving the comfort he would treat you to in order to make you feel better and forget about the disappointments of the day. However, you wanted to see if Tanaka could notice something was off himself. Academically, sure, he wasn’t smart. But, you had hope that he had a strong intuition, being a volleyball player, and all.

Tanaka grabbed the strap of your bag, tugging it off your shoulder.

“Here,” he announced, “I’ll carry it for you. My beautiful lady deserves for her man to carry her things!”

Your bag was thrust onto his shoulder, so now only the touch of his arms around your shoulders lingered. Physically, you felt slightly relieved, and his compliment made you smile a real smile for the first time that day.

“Why so formal?” You giggled, distracting yourself from the constant bad thoughts in the back of your mind.

“Because you’re my queen!” Tanaka exclaimed loudly, kissing the top of your head.

Your flaming insecurity made you hyperaware of the way he bent down to kiss you. What stuck out the most was that it wasn’t even your lips he kissed, but the very top of your head. Your boyfriend had to bend down just to reach the highest point on your body.

You let him continue his stories all the way home, laughing occasionally to mask your feelings. Rounding the corner to his house, you found yourself falling behind again. Tanaka’s arm around your shoulder dragged you forward. Helping you up to the front door, Tanaka continued to muse you with stories.

“Welcome home!” Tanaka exclaimed, unlocking the door swinging it open.

Smiling to yourself, you let Tanaka lead you inside. Changing shoes, the two of you headed up his stairs to his bedroom. The stairs creaked slightly, Tanaka reaching for your hand.

“Come on,” Tanaka ushered you, “I know you want to study but I think we should just watch some movies and get some snacks, how about that?”

You shrugged, “I don’t mind.”

“Great!” Tanaka turned into his room and pushed you inside. He dropped your bag at the door, before turning on his heal. “I’ll go get snacks! Help yourself to my hoodies…”

Before you could protest, he had hurried down the stairs. Giggling, you searched around to find the hoodie you always wore. It was one that you made sure he didn’t wash too often so that it smelt like him whenever you put it on. Dropping to your knees, you felt around on the floor under his bed. Your fingers felt the soft fabric and you smiled. Grabbing the hoodie, you stood on your feet and stripped your shirt. You slipped into the hoodie and caught sight of yourself in the reflection of Tanaka’s mirror.

His hoodie completely ingulfed you. Normally, you’d like the feeling of being wrapped up in the scent of your boyfriend, but seeing how it dropped to your knees just reminded you of the comments that had been bouncing around you recently.

Continuing to face the mirror, you backed up against the doorframe. Placing your hand on the top of your head, you measured yourself against the wood. You stood on your tippy toes, watching as it appeared for you to grow. Tears stung your eyes as you raised your hand to measure how tall you thought Tanaka was against you.

Pitifully, you frowned at your reflection.

You ignored the footsteps that hurried back up the stairs towards you, too concentrated on the tiny figure in the mirror. Tanaka’s face popped up in the mirror beside you, sneaking his arms around your waste.

“Hey, queen Y/N…” Tanaka mumbled into your hair, “What are you looking at?”

“Oh, nothing…”

“No, you’re lying. Who said what to you?! I thought you were quiet on the way home! I swear I’ll—”

“They made fun of my height…” You mumbled, afraid that Tanaka would find the reason for your downcast face to be stupid.

Tanaka pouted, twisting you around so that he hugged to you to your chest. Suffocating in his jacket, you squeezed your eyes shut to stop the tears from flowing.

“No, Y/N, I love your height!” Your boyfriend begun swaying you, “I can squeeze you, and cuddle you, and completely ingulf you in my sweaters! You’re so cute~”

You shook your head against his chest, but he grabbed your arms and thrust them over his shoulders. Knowing what he wanted to do, you held on, allowing for Tanaka to pick you up and carry you to his bed.

“If you weren’t so small an adorable… how would I be able to do this?”

Suddenly, he tossed you onto his bed. You bounced onto the mattress, slightly annoyed but not being able to help the laugh as he approached you with his arms out.

“Hey!” You cried out, as Tanaka’s fingers found your sides.

He tickled you relentlessly, you trying to squirm away. You didn’t get far as Tanaka grabbed your ankle, dragging you across the bed. Diving onto you, Tanaka cackled.

“No!” You laughed, struggling to get away.

Even though the size different was unfair, you began to realise that you liked how he could completely engulf you. Having him with you made you feel safe, and you didn’t want to part with him.

Finally, the attack stopped once you both ran out of breath. Tanaka’s arms and legs wrapped around you, rolling you to your side. He rested his chin on your head.

“Don’t listen to anyone except me when talking about your height, you got that?” Tanaka fiddled with your hair, “Because you’re adorable and I love you.”

The tears that had once welled in your eyes and dried up completely. You were satisfied with Tanaka’s response, even though it took him a while to notice. The way you lied on his bed with his behind you  just proved how you two fit together like two puzzle pieces. Height aside, everything about the two of you being together just made sense.

Drabble: Tsukishima x Reader

Prompt: thanks to @freyafolkvangr for the idea!

Genre: Fluff, I guess a bit of comfort?

A/N: I couldn’t resist this adorable idea! These drabbles keep getting longer and longer... Here you go!

Sneaking down to the court was your favourite thing to do, but your boyfriend never enjoyed it to begin with. He insisted you would distract him before the game. Of course, you ignored him and went to wish him luck before running off to the stands.

It had become a habit of sorts to meet Tsukishima before his game. He grew accustomed to it, mainly because the rest of the Karasuno team would be mad if he told you to go away. After all, they were all your friends too.

This game was sure to be big, and Tsukishima seemed unfazed by the intensity of the weighing atmosphere. He never seemed bothered by games, but you could tell that he masked his nerves. Once the two of you had gotten comfortable enough around one another, he opened up about this too.

Hiding around the doorway, you peaked over to find Tsukishima standing a fair distance away from the team. His lanky figure stood above the rest of the team as he fiddled with the tape in order to wrap his fingers.

You could see he struggled, more and more of his fingers taking damage from the intense blocks he stopped so well. The height of his injuries resulted in it being awkward to use his remaining fingers to wrap them. It didn’t take you long to suggest to help him, but it took him even longer to accept the offer initially.

“Kei, over here,” you whisper-shouted, Tsukishima’s eyes darting over to you through his sports glasses.

You wiggled your fingers to indicate you wanted him to approach you, waiting patiently as he strutted to your hiding place.

When he came to stand in front of you, you smiled up at him. To which he scoffed.

“You seem more excited for the game than I am,” he admitted, smirking at you as he handed over his tape.

Gently, you look his hand in yours, turning over his slender fingers. Feeling for the edge of the tape, you shook your head.

“You don’t have to hide that you enjoy volleyball.” You took one of his injured fingers, having memorised which ones required wrapping, and began to wind the white tape around it starting from the base. “Besides, can’t I be proud of you? Or are you too embarrassed?”

Ripping the end of the tape, you sealed the end against his finger, carefully lifting up the second one.

“I don’t care what you do,” Tsukishima kept a keen eyes on your every movement to ensure you weren’t going to hurt him, “as long as you’re happy.”

You let out a large laugh, “As if. You never say anything that sweet unless you think I’m asleep.”

In response, he scoffed as averted his eyes, allowing for you to finish the hand you held.

Once you had finished, you raised his hands to your lips and pressed a delicate kiss to each one. This was a little habit you had gotten into as a simple good luck charm. You enjoyed it so much because of the way Tsukishima’s ears would slightly tint pink.

Releasing it, you took his other hand and readied his fingers by seperating them. The finger you began with was his most recently impaired one and you could tell by the purplish swelling by the base.

Tsukishima flinched as you handled it, causing you to immediately slow your movements.

“Sorry, sweetheart,” you mumbled, beginning to wrap the tape around it and the one beside it to immobilise it.

Calling Tsukishima “sweetheart” always made his heart swell, as it contradicted the “saltyshima” nickname he had also earned for himself.

Finishing quickly, you pressed soft kisses to the newly wrapped fingers. You pulled him down by his neck to place a kiss to the bridge of his glasses, a tiny good luck to prevent a ball to the face. The last thing you wanted was for his nose or face to be harmed after his glasses were hit with a ball.

“I know you like to pretend you aren’t nervous,” you began, handing him back his tape, “but make sure you take deep breaths and pace yourself. You’ll do brilliantly no matter what, okay?”

“Pfff,” Tsukishima laughed at the seriousness in your voice.

“Hey, I’m serious.”

“I know, that’s what’s funny.”

You pouted, flicking him in the forehead, “Let me be sentimental and good s/o once in a while.”

“You already are,” Tsukishima corrected you.

The way he shifted his eyes away led you to believe he was being genuine. Feeling a tiny bit proud, you smiled.

“What is with you being all soft today?”

“I don’t know, but take it while you get because I’ll probably be grumpy after the game thanks to that “king.””

“Stop it...” You hushed him, giving him a slight shove in the chest. “Now, go do your best, Kei.”

“Whatever,” he rolled his eyes, quickly kissing the top of his head before leaving you and joining the team.

You were excited to watch the game, nervous, but excited. Mainly, because you were proud.

After all, when you had such a talented and perservering boyfriend, what more could you ask for?

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