PLEASE MOREEEE!!!!!

PLEASE MOREEEE!!!!!

I wanted to request a fluffy fic of Hawks/Fem.Reader where he has his run, but reader is wick, delirious fever the whole shebang, his bird brain turns from must mate to nurturing, gotta take care of his girl, build a pretty nest for his mate take good care of her. If you dont mind that is, thanks so much for taking the time to read this!

oh anon u see my big dark secret that i haven’t fully revealed? the type of fic im the biggest slut for? its sick fic baby roll footage. featuring feral keigo as well. 

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PRANKING HIM BY NOT SAYING "I LOVE YOU TOO"

fluff | keigo takami (hawks) x reader.

You ensure that his bento and tumbler of coffee are warm and placed in his satchel, just as you hear him rush down the stairs. It’s 4AM, and Keigo is about to head out for work while you’re still yawning and pulling your robe tighter around yourself.

He kisses you, one on the lips and another on your hand before grabbing his bag and swinging it across his chest, lowering his wings to allow him to do so. “Alright, mama, I’ll see you soon,” he promises, grinning at your sleepy expression. Even like this, you look gorgeous. He’s reluctant to even head out.

“Stay safe,” you say, kissing his cheek and fixing his hair quickly before he steps out the door. “I love you!” He says, anticipating your usual reciprocated response, only to hear you say “I know” as he’s closing the front door behind him.

He stops dead in his tracks and pokes his head through the front door. “I love you,” he repeats. You feign confusion. “I know, honey, I heard you the first time.”

His wings straighten and his feathers almost jump out at his shock and utter confusion. “Have you poisoned my food?” He asks, hand on his bag in case your answer is one of affirmation. You shake your head. “Of course not, but you’re going to be late for work. The agency is already short-staffed as it is,” you remind him, but he’s hardly paying attention.

“Mama,” he says, voice low yet soft. His index finger and thumb rest under your chin, encouraging your gaze to settle on his worried expression. “Did I do something wrong? I’d rather you slap me than do what you’re doing right now.”

You have to stifle your laughter by clearing your throat. “You haven’t done anything wrong, I’m just tired,” you assure him. His brow furrows as he steps back and heads out the door again. “Alright then,” he pauses, “I love you.”

When you smile softly and simply nod your head, his mood dampens further. He closes the door behind him and hesitates, clenching his fists before taking a deep breath and spreading his wings. Just as he’s about to take off, he hears you knock on the door and pull it open again. He stops and turns to look at you.

“I love you too, Keigo,” you grin, caressing his face as you press a big kiss to his lips and pat his chest teasingly. “Now go to work,” you giggle.

Your now very dazed husband is grinning from ear to ear, his wings fluttering and his chest puffed out in joy. “Yes ma’am.”

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Just as you were about to give in to the demons in your head, forcing you to drown in their despicable words, you heard it. The distinct sound that you'd recognise even if you were six feet underground.

You heard the unmistakable coo of your husband. Your Keigo. Your mate. At first, it got lost in the storm wreaking havoc in your head,  but the more your focused on it the more it got louder. Unable to ignore it, not that you would, you surrendered yourself to the mushy feeling it brought. Sometimes it stunned you, the power a simple coo held over you. To you it signified that you were not alone. You'd never be alone as long as Keigo could help it. Your spring sunshine that always chased away the storms.

The more you came to the more you felt it. Surrounded by the sweet sounds your husband made to calm you and in turn calm himself as well. The sweet and goey coos and chirps , that had your heart singing out of joy no matter how many times you heard it.

As you focused, you noticed you were carefully tucked away in his arms, almost glued to his chest as Keigo rocked back n forth , while coos , chirps and pretty clicks spilled out of him like a waterfall. If it were up to him, he'd nestle you in his heart,  hide you from the terrors of the world and of the mind. That you had no doubt about.

Overcome with the sudden emotions , you raised your hands to cradle his face. As you rubbed your nose across his, you find yourself wishing that could answer those pretty sounds of his with your own. To be able to convey your feelings with your own set of melodies but alas, you could only hope that you're able to get your feelings across through other means. But as you gaze upon his honey eyes you know that your love reaches him all the same.

your sweet spring sunshine.

MORE PLEASE, FINALLY I FOUND SOMEONE WHO SIMPS OVER THE SAME SCENARIO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I wanted to request a fluffy fic of Hawks/Fem.Reader where he has his run, but reader is wick, delirious fever the whole shebang, his bird brain turns from must mate to nurturing, gotta take care of his girl, build a pretty nest for his mate take good care of her. If you dont mind that is, thanks so much for taking the time to read this!

oh anon u see my big dark secret that i haven’t fully revealed? the type of fic im the biggest slut for? its sick fic baby roll footage. featuring feral keigo as well. 

Keep reading

“But! But!”

“Baby,” Keigo chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief, “it’s gotta come off, I’m sorry.”

He’s not exactly surprised this is your reaction, he’s had his beard since the day you’ve met. Every cuddle you’ve shared, every word he’s spoke to you, every time you’ve looked at him, his facial hair has been there.

And now he has to shave it off.

You pout softly, “but it’s going to be so weird without it…”

He quirks a brow, “you’re not with me just for the facial hair, right?”

“No, but it does help!” you assure.

He snickers and shakes his head, “and now your loyalty is being put to the test. It’s going.”

“Fine,” you grumble. Then, you purse your lips out for a kiss, “one more kiss? Before you ruin my fun?”

“Dramatic,” he snickers, leaning down to indeed press a kiss to your lips. You toss your arms around his neck to keep him close, and he smirks as he grips your cheeks to hold you.

He entertains you for a bit, before finally pulling back with a sigh, “say goodbye, baby.”

You pout, “goodbye, the Keigo I know and love.”

“You’ll love me beardless too, I promise.” At his words, you pull a face, and he chuckles with a pinch of your cheek, ignoring the bats of your hands.

With that, Keigo traverses down the hallway.

He can’t remember the last time he was clean shaven, it was far before he met you for sure, but the idea is slightly daunting in of itself. But it’s been so long, he’s gotta start fresh, and with a roll of his shoulders for confidence, he picks up the razor and gets to work.

The process doesn’t take long, a couple of nicks on his lip from the lack of experience, and within a few minutes, the deed is done.

You’re going to be pissed.

“Babe?” He calls, swiftly exiting the bathroom.

“No.”

He chuckles, “I’m coming out. Be ready.”

“Stay in there.”

He exits the bathroom swiftly, and when you see him in your peripheral, your hands immediately fly to your eyes to cover them.

“You want to see it?” He asks, and with your hands childishly covering your eyes, you shake your head. He snickers and shrugs, “well, you’re going to see it at some point.”

“No I won’t,” you argue. “I’ll cover my eyes forever.”

“What about the kisses that you beg and plead for? Won’t those pretty hands get in the way?”

You whimper in your throat before sighing and taking your hands off of your eyes, your eyes immediately darting in search for his beard and your face scrunches.

“Ohhh, it’s a baby!” You pout, reaching up to cup his face in your hands. He laughs as you whine, “god I’m dating a baby!”

“Don’t say that, it sounds bad.”

“Keigooooo,” you whine. “If you clench hard, will it grow back faster?”

He tips his head back in mock thought, “no. I don’t think so, angel.”

“Will you try?” You plead.

He sighs dramatically before looking down at you in amusement. “You know what? For you?” He leans down to kiss you again.

“Anythin’ doll.”