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Smut will be on the second part.

Loving her is Red (1)

Hawks, known to be the fastest hero in Japan and a man who does things his own pace. A man whose life has never been completely his, from the moment the Commission had taken him in, he never really had anything to truly call his. Hawks is the cocky, laid-back Wing Hero whom society adores and fawns over, the flawless facade no one saw through because they prefer it over Takami Keigo who came from a poor and harsh begining.

So why is it that the one person who could see past the mask, is a woman who just happen to hate the Commission?

Or in which Hawks falls in love with someone he shouldn't have. Good thing the feeling is mutual.

Warnings : Hawks is a big birb man, he acts like a bird, he courts like a bird, he has a nest, kind of hawks centric, Takami Keigo is a HUGE SIMP, cursing, HPSC bashing, Endeavor bashing. Written in Hawks' POV, 3rd POV. Mentions of abuse.

I headcanon that those with mutant quirks like Keigo are bigger in size compared to anyone else, so they are forced to take (expensive) suppressants to be smaller to look much more 'normal' and approachable. Inspired by Horus in Gods of Egypt and Hawkman from Black Adam, Keigo in his original form is bigger and much faster with talon-like nails.

The love interest/reader has female genitalia, with she/her prounouns. In this household we love thicc women, thicc thighs save lives, world hard and cold, tiddies soft and warm, implied to be a virgin. Codename is Valkryie. Implied to have a bird-related quirk. Is nicknamed Pidge (lady and the tramp style), Kid, Dove and Angel by Hawks.

(I tried to be inclusive to black readers so the fic rarely mentions the hair and skin, everyone is beautiful so synonyms of it is used alot)

Slight slow burn, pinch of angst, lots of fluff, smut, porn with plot, and they were roommates, slight enemies to lovers.

Foreplay, dom/sub, rough s*x, size difference, size kink, overstimulation, implied breeding kink, wing kink, feather kink, creampie, cum eating, cunnilingus, handjob, seasonal rut, aftercare.

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Love is an unfamiliar word for both for Hawks and Takami Keigo. Neither of Keigo's parents loved him nor did they display love for each other. The 'love' the public and his fans give him as Hawks is superficial, they only love the mask he showcases and that's it. The Commission isn't any better, they trained him to be a child soldier, a little puppet they can order around for the sake of 'peace'. His admiration for Endeavor came from the fact that his only reprieve as a child was an Endeavor plushie.

He has never known love but that's fine, as long as he does his purpose, it was fine.

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He'd be lying if he said he never questioned the Commission but he'd be an even bigger liar if he said he didn't know the exact moment he started crack.

On top of all his already full workload, the Commission gave him another thing to think about. An agent from Might Tower who they were planning on partnering him up with, was suddenly attacked by five armed men while coming inside her apartment. Fortunately, she was able to freeze them before they could do any real damage to her. Her neighbors heard shots being fired and quickly called the authorities. She had a few scratches and bruises but she was mostly fine.

In his defense, he did ask what did that have to do with him, to which the President replied "Like I said, she's an agent that we were going to place under your agency. She's an important asset with her skills as an analyst. However, with the sudden attempt on her life, we decided to have you always with her, to ensure such a valuable woman wouldn't get taken out too early." Apparently, they want him to act as a bodyguard for a while due to her skills and her knowledge, making her an important asset (he hates how they talk about her like she's an object that was going to be discarded after using).

it was a pretty solid story, he had no reason to be suspicious. He was ordered to escort her from her apartment, he had to divide his wings and put all his feathers in a backpack when he came to pick her up, so no one would recognize him.

When he entered her room, she was clearly no damsel in distress, considering she caught him by suprise when she attacked him. If he were any ordinary man, he would have died then and there with how fast and precise she was. However, he wasn't ordinary, so he was able to keep up with her, although in the end she was able to pin him down (which was pretty impressive).

There was a certain glint in her eyes, one he couldn't really pin-point what, that tells him that she wasn't who she says she was. He told her he was Hawks and he was there to pick her up by the order of the Commission. She didn't immediately let him go (which was fair), but with enough reassurances from him, she did got off of him and apologized. But she made it extremely clear that she didn't trust, in her words, an HPSC rascal.

Her eyes should have given him a clue.

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Hawks will admit, she was good. Obviously, she was efficient at her job, her work ethics were things to envied. She made work much easier for him and everyone involved.

No, that wasn't he meant, no, not at all. What he meant was that she new what buttons to push to get him riled up. He and Valkyrie were told that they were to share a space to work more efficiently. Which meant he was at the recieving end of her judgement of the Commission and her teasing remarks. She wasn't shy of her criticism and disapproval of the Commission's methods. Not to mention she regularly calls him 'HPSC rascal'. Hell, she gave him grief over the amount of times she saved his ass from their joint missions.

It was a juxtaposition to her serious, no-nonsense persona she shows in front of everyone. To get back at her, he started calling her 'Pidge'. At first it was just to tease her, to get a reaction out of her, but as time went on, it became a term of endearment to him for her.

But it wasn't all bad. For as much as a little sh*t she was, she was equally kind. Because they shared a house paid by the Commission, they saw each other everyday. Which made him see a much different side to her. Despite the fact that he was pretty much useless when it comes to cooking, she just shook her head and asked what are his preferences. Didn't judge him whenever his feathers were a mess, didn't question his temporary nest that was placed in the corner of his room.

However, Hawks still had a job to do. So every now and then, he would ask for a report on what she knows and gathered from her work. He also kept an eye out for her, making sure no man one does any funny business with her. Which leads him to his current predicament; seething quietly in his office as her apparent 'right-hand man' was chatting her ears off. The man was clearly obsessed with her, calling her 'Valkyrie-sama' and kept going on and on about how merciful she was. And the worst part was; she entertained the younger man.

He swears it's not because he's jealous, but the young man was just so irritating, the absolute disrespect towards him, the number #2 f**king Pro Hero.

Even when the younger man had left, Hawks can't help but notice just how much attention Valkryie gets, both from men and women. It made sense, she was beautiful and approachable, of course everyone wants her attention.

What bothered him was the fact that those who approached didn't even bother looking at her gorgeous eyes, they immediately look at her ample chest. His eye twitched when a particularly shameless man placed his disgusting hands on her shoulder, Hawks sat up a little too quickly which made his chair fall over due to the speed. Valkryie looked at him with concern while the man had flinched.

"If you don't have any further business with either of us, please see yourself out." He left no room for any complaints with how cold his glare was. The man was quick to leave his office with his tail in between his legs.

Hawks glanced at Valkryie, only to see her with a mischievous smile on her lips.

Oh, I am f**ked

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Seven months.

They have been living in the same house for seven months. The Commission had been on his ass, reminding him that if she seemed suspicious, he should investigate and immediately report to them.

Turns out, the other reason the Commission made them live together for a while was to keep an eye out on her, because the men that they caught that attempted to attack her said "she isn't who she says she is." Or something like that.

The thing was.... he had noticed. He noticed so he followed her one night four months ago because she hadn't returned from her 'work', and would you look at that; she was talking and having coffee..... with Twice from the league of villains.

And yet... he didn't report the incident to the HPSC. Why?

Well, because he had eavesdropped into their conversation and realized that they were just... talking, as if they were friends. Making debates just how screwed up amd corrupt the government and HPSC is, making fun of their co-workers. They were laughing and looked like they were having a good time.

So he left and went back to the apartment and pretended not to know. Pretended he didn't watch her be friends with a villain when she got back, he just greeted her like he did everytime.

Hawks can't help but wonder why he hadn't told the HPSC, but Keigo knows why he didn't.

Because he fell for her....You know, like an idiot.

Hawks did the one thing he most likely shouldn't have. Keigo fell in love with someone he shouldn't have. The HPSC would have his head if they found out. He could have done what they taught him to do, he could have ratted her out.

Instead, everytime an agent from the Commission calls him, he'd say she's clean... like a liar.

The things you do for love, right?

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Three months later.

They had a fight. Not for the reason he had expected.

They fought.... because he was too careless in a battle with a nomu. It made sense, spring was coming, which means his seasonal rut was coming too. He was starting to feel the signs of it.

The battle ended with the duo winning and Hawks having a gash on his left side which Pidge had to tend.

Which leaves the two of them in a rented cabin (thanks to the nice granny) in the middle of a snowy mountain just a month and a half before spring. Their fight went from him being too careless to her being friends with a villain. She had the audacity to look offended when he spilled that he knew she was friends with Twice.

He sneered, saying "You don't get to call me careless when you're out there making friends with a villain, which could get your license revoked. So tell me, Pidge, who's really careless between the two of us?"

"At the very least, I'm not a puppet who's treated like garbage despite being a loyal soldier, Hawks."

Not going to lie, that hurt. But she wasn't wrong. Lately however, he hasn't been the HPSC's loyal little lapdog, he's been lying to them for a while now.

"Oh , I wouldn't say I'm loyal, considering I haven't told them of your little 'escapade'." He can't help but sass her.

She scoffed, despite the fact that she had an amused look on her lovely face. "Why not? Why haven't you told them? That's what they taught you to do right?"

He didn't even realized what he was saying before it was too late. "Because I love you, Pidge."

Her head snapped towards him with her eyes wide. His own eyes widen when he realized what he just said.

Oh kami, what the f**k have I done? Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, what do I do??? I can't take it back, f**k, I am the world's biggest fool, a damn idiot, fuuuuu–

"–why?"

What?

It was his turn to snap his towards her with an incredulous look on his face. She had the audacity to look flustered, "I mean, why would you disobey the Commission, the people who raised you, for someone who regularly calls you a prick and rascal?" Her eyes refused to make contact with his.

He took her fiddling hands in his much bigger and rougher hands, rubbing his thumbs over her knuckles. This made her finally look at him, to which he gave her a small but genuine smile.

"I don't think you understand, I have never, never felt so free until I met you, until I'm with you, Pidge." He chuckled, leaning towards her "You make me feel less like the child soldier the Commission raised me to be and more like a normal guy who is in love."

She looked even more flustered, "O-okay, but why do you love me? You're the number two pro-hero, you could have just about anyone, so why me?" Her tone said it all, she was unsure if he was being genuine with his confession.

"Yeah, I could but I won't. Why would I give my love and trust to someone who just see the mask and not to you; you who won't hesitate to call me out, and yet you treat me like you would anyone else? How can I not fall in in love with you, when you don't judge me whenever my 'perfect' mask slips? Whenever I'm pissed and tired, you'll ask me to talk about my day instead of telling me to just suck it up. You don't expect me to act perfect all the time, and I love you for it. You are evrything I've dreamed of and more."

It wasn't the man who the Commission raised was confessing, it was Keigo. Takami Keigo who never thought he'd fall in love but always longed it. Hawks who threw away his identity for the HPSC to become a pro hero like Endeavor, suddenly became Keigo again.

She giggled despite the fact that her lovely eyes were welled up with unshed tears, "How can't I be fond of you when you are such a silly bird? Whenever your hair was a mess, it made you seem more normal and not the fabricated image you show to the public. Honestly, you are so weird but I guess you're my weird bird, huh?"

"True, but you shouldn't go saying things like that, it's dangerous." He shook his head while fondly smiling at her.

She tilted her head, "Like what? Why?"

"Calling me your weird bird, it's dangerous because most raptors mate for life. Do you know what that means for me?"

"....ah."

"I'm more like a bird than the public would like to admit. " He shook his head just thinking about how the public always denied him being more bird-like.

"...I don't want to seem nosy, but does that mean you go through a rut?" She softly asked him.

His bushy eyebrows furrowed at how accurate she was. How–?

"How-what gave me away?"

"Well, you said it yourself, you are more bird-like than the public would like admit, honey." The nickname made him think of them in a domestic setting. He should probably focus at the topic at hand.

"Yeah, I go through a rut every spring for about two weeks."

"Well, it is pretty normal isn't it? Most people with quirk like yours have that effect on them, I'm not exempted from it either but it's milder for me." She nonchalantly explained. Of course, her quirk was a transformation type not a mutation, so the effect on her was different.

There she goes again, being attentive to him. How can he not fall for her?

"Yeah, the upcoming weeks leading up to my rut will be hell."

"I see, that makes sense. It's probably very difficult for you to do without a partner."

The two of them were quiet for a few minutes.

Ah, f**k it.

"Takami Keigo." He blurted out. She looked at him with confusion written all over her pretty face.

This was so awkward but very necessary if he wants the relationship to work out. (At least, that's what his handler said. Thankfully, his handler was secretly going against the HPSC, so he wasn't too worried.)

"It's my name, I-I just wanted you to know." No one, absolutely no one besides the commission knew his name. He was going against every single thing the HPSC taught him and yet he couldn't find it in himself to regret it.

She nodded and confessed her own name.

"Can I say your name? Just once, please?"

Well, what was he supposed to say? No? Of course not.

"Yeah sure, just don't say it out loud whenever we're in public or with people we can't trust, yeah?" He couldn't afford to endanger her more than she already was, so they'll have to pretend to be just friends whenever they're in public. A small price to pay if he was being honest.

"Keigo..." why did he like his name being said by her? Was this what they called being 'down bad'?

"Again..."

"Keigo."

"Again."

"Keigo."

Hawks–no, Keigo lifted his large and calloused hand to cup her warm cheek. "May I–?"

She smiled and nodded, "So chivalrous, of course you may."

He chuckled before he closed the distance between them.

Despite the fact that they were in a secluded cabin, sharing one futon while it was cold outside, nothing felt more perfect.

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☆ ， SATIVA ! — takami keigo, todoroki toya

⊹₊˚. a simple sesh with your two closest friends in the league of villains—hawks & dabi—quickly turns into something else once you start smoking too.

word count ★ 4.4k

warnings ★ 18+ content — mdni, f! reader, smoking weed, mfm threesome, very subtle dabihawks, unprotected sex, oral [f&m giving/receiving], creampies, hawks has a crush on you, wing play, spitroast, squirting, hawks is a lil submissive

xoxo, juno ★ created because of this ask! i had so much fun writing & i spent forever trying to do this idea justice and i seriously hope i did. first ever ‘long’ fic so i pray this doesn’t flop hahaha please give me some feedback and rb/comment if you liked it <33

the sun sinks low in the sky, peeking over the horizon and casting orange rays of light through the torn curtains hanging over the hallway windows. finally being off the clock and done with patrols is always rewarding in its own way, but this is different — you’ve been invited to hang out in one of the more private rooms in the villa.

dabi and hawks had always proved to be an interesting duo: one a hero, the other a villain. as if their positions in society weren’t enough to stop them from becoming friends of some kind, they shared very different interests, tastes, and quirks.

however, the only thing they could seem to agree on was you — the three of you were inseparable, spending time together often, despite having very opposite personalities.

“hawks?” your voice is hushed, awkward as you push open a dusty door, unsure of its location. “dabi? you guys are in here, right? you better not be fucking with—”

“oh relax.”

“we’re right here, dove,” hawks’ sugary sweet voice draws a loud gag from dabi, mustered from the very depths of his soul.

you huff, stepping in and slamming the door.

“it stinks in here, what the hell is that?”

“lock the door,” dabi vaguely gestures behind you, lifting one of his legs over the other as he leans against the bottom of the beat up couch. in his lap sits a copy of the hardcover hawks can’t seem to stop reading, the meta liberation army book. his darkened fingers carefully sprinkle a smelly substance into a rolling paper, and his eyebrows furrow as he focuses.

hawks sees the confusion on your face. “dabi’s making magic over there.”

“you owe me, hawks. damn fiend.”

“i am not a fiend!” the blonde snaps his head to the side, crossing his legs tightly. “you suggested it and i agreed. i’ll chip in for your efforts, though.”

dabi cackles, sealing his creation with a delicate swipe of his tongue against the paper. vermillion wings ruffle in shameless interest, gold eyes locked onto dabi’s hands. not wanting to be the only one standing, you take a seat on the old couch, both of them on either side on the floor below you.

with no encouragement necessary, dabi pushes what looks like a thick cigarette between his lips and lifts a finger to light it.

“what is that?” you ask curiously, gesturing towards his lips.

“‘s a joint,” he mumbles in reply, lighting the end of it with a small blue flame.

“don’t disintegrate it now, dabi.”

“fuck off, bird brain. as if i can’t control my quirk.”

dabi inhales deeply, taking a long drag on the joint before pulling it from his lips and passing it to the man on the other side of you. curiously, you watch as hawks takes a small inhale, then hands it back to dabi.

“pacing yourself this time? that’s new for you.” dabi remarks, sharp teeth gleaming as he smiles. hawks scoffs, staying quiet although he looks away awkwardly.

“you know what weed does?” dabi rolls the joint back and forth between his lips, looking up at you from his spot on the floor.

“i-i’m not sure, i’ve never tried it before,” your voice falters and you clear your throat, fidgeting with your fingers. “what does it do?”

“it’ll get you high,” hawks offers simply.

“it does way more than that,“ dabi shoots him a glare and shakes his head. “it’s relaxing. it’ll make you feel different, in a good way.”

he turns to the side and exhales smoke, then offers you the joint. “come on, princess,” you’re watching the wisps of smoke dissipate in the air behind him before your attention snaps back to dabi. “i, for one, think you’ll come to like it.”

“aw, don’t pressure her, dabi.” hawks takes the joint from dabi with a mild glare, and shakes his head as he slips it between his lips. crimson wings flutter as he takes a deep, long hit and fills his lungs with smoke. dabi watches with a smirk, unable to hold in his laughter when his body trembles and he starts to cough, spewing smoke from his nose and mouth.

“you’re only talking like that cause you’re not all that experienced either,” he scoffs, reaching to the side to grab a bottle of water, then tosses it to the other side of the couch.

tears from the intense coughing cascade down hawks’ flushed face as he sucks down the water, clearly embarrassed. truthfully, he’d been trying to show off a little, as well as unwind from a long day.

you take the joint from hawks before he drops it onto the carpet, then you hand it back to dabi, who shrugs. “if you really don’t want to, that’s fine, doll.”

you’re nervous, heart racing at the prospect of smoking with them. drinking liquor was always rare for you, and even when you did, you didn’t get anything more than tipsy. oftentimes you’d be wrangling hawks out of the sky and reminding him that smashing into a building while flying drunk would be a very bad look for him as a hero. he never seemed to care, though, and dabi didn’t either; he’d be equally drunk but less stupid, standing behind you and just laughing.

what if you took too much? what would you say? more importantly, what would you do?

dabi’s husky voice snaps you out of your thoughts. he offers you a smile full of faux sympathy, eyes pink and just a little shiny from the high.

“you’re just missing out.”

missing out? something about his words makes you squirm, thighs clenching. if you were to say no and leave, you’d miss seeing these two high. drunk was one thing, but high was another; you’d heard a few stories, here and there, about what weed could do. in most cases, people tend to stay the same as they usually are, although they may become a little more giggly. occasionally, weed could cause serious arousal. not to mention the date for the paranormal liberation war: it’s coming up, and hawks’ fate has been weighing heavily on your mind.

the definition of magnetic, you weren’t the first to gravitate to him; but you definitely ended up being one of the only people he actually spent the most time with. well, and dabi. closer than most friends, neither of you could even think about pulling away: what if this was one of the last times you could spend time together?

part of you feels like you’ll regret this, but you bite the bullet anyway, stammering, “uh, okay. yeah, i’ll try it.”

proudly, dabi scoots closer and hands you the joint. the smell is strong, and your nose crinkles as you lift it to your lips.

“be careful, you have to inhale a certain way—”hawks starts to say, seemingly recovered from his coughing fit, but dabi rolls his eyes at the hero’s concern. he fake gags once again, then sets his rough palm on your knee, which doesn’t go unnoticed by the hero.

“i’ll show you how, doll. i taught this dumbass but clearly he does indeed have a bird brain.”

“fuck off,” hawks grunts, leaning over to hit him lightly with a wing before slouching back to watch, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth.

“bring it to your lips—right, just like that. so, you’ll need to inhale slowly because the smoke can be a bit overwhelming at first..”

you follow dabi’s instructions, closing your eyes as you take the smoke into your mouth, letting it pass through your windpipe and coil in your lungs for a moment.

“wait a second, then slowly blow it out through your mouth.”

your eyes open, and you look at the tendrils dissipating in front of you. beside you, hawks offers the half full bottle of water.

“good girl,” dabi chuckles, leaning his head back against the edge of the couch. dark, spiky hair sticks out in all directions, and hooded turquoise eyes observe you thoughtfully. “you’ll want to repeat that a few more times, alright? make sure you stop when you’re feeling it, it kicks in pretty quickly. don’t wanna overdo it, you’ll end up puking. i’m sure hawks can tell you all about that, huh?”

“dabi, seriously!” the vomiter in question whines, feathers puffing out as his blush darkens. “she doesn’t need to know about all that shit.”

it starts as a giggle, slips from your lips before you can stop it. then it’s a few, all at once. before you know it, you’re curling up and laughing so hard tears run down your face. from the corner of your eye, you notice hawks’ bewildered stare, which only makes you laugh harder.

“she’s definitely high,” dabi clicks his tongue, finding it difficult not to join in with you. hawks continues to stare, shifting in his spot on the floor as he takes in your laughter and smiling face.

maybe it’s the haze that’s taken over your brain, or the fog that’s settled in every corner of your body, but you find yourself slowly coming down from all the laughter, sliding down to the floor between them, joint between your fingers.

“you alright?” dabi pulls the joint from your grasp, sticks it into a nearby ashtray.

“my throat’s a little dry,” you rasp, overwhelmed by all the new sensations.

again, hawks hands you the water bottle, but this time he presses it into your hand. rather abruptly, you twist to the side and lean in, kissing dabi.

he makes absolutely no effort to stop you, parting his lips and letting your impatient tongue into his mouth while his rough hands wander beneath the hem of your shirt, palms dragging against your skin and only moving higher.

by the time you’re pulling away to breathe, he’s panting, eyes cast downwards at the carpet; just before his eyes meet yours, he remembers that the two of you aren’t alone.

heavy wings rustle behind you, the noise likely unintentional. when you turn back, hawks is watching, still cross-legged but now shamelessly pitching a tent in his pants.

”hawks,” you pant, body burning hot. eagerly, you beckon him over; there’s no hesitation crossing over his face when he slides towards you, squishing you between himself and dabi.

dabi watches quietly as you pull the hero into a kiss by the chin, insistent and everything but gentle. you’ve got him breathless against your lips, his wheezes pitched and clearly overwhelmed.

“alright, princess,” dabi scoffs, tugging you off the hero by your shirt and into his lap. “that’s not fair.”

he feels like he’s melting a little when your face falls, your expression becoming pathetic and sad in a way that’s utterly filthy.

“but, i-i want both of you.”

the two men look towards each other, sharing an unreadable look. hawks swallows nervously, “at the same time?”

“same hole?” dabi jokes, eyebrows shooting up when you nod to both of their questions. “well, shit. you heard her, bird brain.”

“on the couch,” hawks murmurs, patting a worn out cushion. on trembling legs, you stand and take a seat.

“nuh uh, on your knees,” dabi grunts, pushing you into position and settling behind your clothed ass.

meanwhile, hawks sits in front of you and pulls his clothes off, stripping down to his boxers. the outline of his thick cock is obvious, as is the shift of his hips as he awaits your touch.

saliva pools inside your mouth at the thought of having his cock down your throat, stretching it out and filling it up.

“off,” one simple word and his whole lower half is already fully naked.

“suck him off,” dabi’s arms wrap around your waist as he unbuttons your shorts and yanks them down to your knees. “and don’t you dare stop, or i will too.”

hawks guides his cock into your mouth, rising to his knees and cupping the back of your head. his face crumbles in pleasure, and he’s only pushing past your lips. “oh my god— fuck, your mouth’s perfect.”

his wings spread out behind him, crimson feathers quivering out of his control. “show off,” dabi mutters, pulling your panties down next. he watches your cunt closely, glossy strings of wetness stretching as your panties slide down your thighs.

“so fucking pretty, christ.” your pussy clenches from his words, his hot breath fanning over you and only adding to your anticipation. hawks stares, gold eyes honing in on rough hands and the way they grasp your plush skin.

“deeper,” hawks murmurs, head falling back as he pushes your head down further.

at the same time, dabi experimentally licks a long stripe down your pussy, the tip of his tongue dipping between your folds. the light stimulation combined with the sight and sound of hawks’ pleasure has your hips thrashing, bucking backwards for more.

“she’s real needy, huh?” dabi spits onto your cunt, a glob trailing down and dripping a little from your clit.

“looks like it,” hawks chuckles, lips moving into a pleased smile at the needy sounds you can’t stop making on his cock.

the air in the room is hot, thick with the scent of smoked weed and sex, heavy with shameless arousal. your head is cloudy, only full of thoughts of hawks and dabi. it’s like being shocked with electricity when your face is pressed into thick thighs, hawks’ cock pushing deep and causing you to choke. he grunts and starts to fuck your mouth, his thrusts carelessly deep. as if that wasn’t enough, dabi’s fingers push inside you and he attaches his lips to your clit.

“mmm,” he groans deeply, roughly tugging you backwards and into his face for more.

“does she taste good?” hawks huffs, his chest heaving. against your tongue, his cock throbs.

dabi smacks his lips behind you, then gifts your ass with a harsh slap. the sudden sting makes you moan, and he smirks.

“oh yeah. she’s so fuckin’ sweet, hawks.”

“tell me about it,” the hero gulps, his lower lip wobbling as he only grows closer to the bliss he’s been dreaming about.

“well, she’s real tight inside. sucked my fingers right in, didn’t you, princess?” to prove his point, dabi nudges two other fingers against your dripping entrance and you clench, greedy pussy begging to be stuffed full.

hawks nods, waiting for more.

“oh my god, i couldn’t even describe the taste,” dabi curls his fingers inside you, rubs your clit in methodic circles with the pad of his thumb. “‘s sweet, for sure. definitely a little sour.”

turquoise meets gold, and dabi watches hawks’ eyes roll back, wings spreading out and straining behind him, like an angel.

“you’ll have to taste it yourself, bird brain. i’m sure she’s more than willing.”

that’s all it takes to push the both of you over the edge — with a choked moan, hawks spills into your mouth, hips stuttering but still jerking forward sporadically. dabi pays close attention to the way you shake, pushing towards him for more but practically running away the second he touches your swollen clit.

dabi blames the heat in his cheeks on the weed.

“o-oh,” hawks fights back a whimper as he pulls his cock from your mouth, too sensitive to even speak.

“it’s so hot in here,” you whine, sitting up to pull your shirt and bra off. the bounce of your tits and perkiness of your nipples has dabi groaning, painfully hard.

“get the hell back on your knees.”

hawks sits and observes dabi, eyes focused on the way his fingertips run down your back and pause at your asscheeks, gripping the skin in an effort to ground himself.

he races to take his pants off, tossing them and his boxers to the floor in a hurry. he’s shaking when he lines his cock up with your entrance and shoves in, falling against your back with a loud hiss.

“holy shit,” he gasps, startled when he feels like cumming already. in a flash, hawks is in front of you again, stroking his fingers over the nape of your neck and shushing your pathetic whining.

hawks would be lying if he said he wouldn’t fuck you harder and make you sob.

“you can take it,” dabi grunts, clearing his throat to keep his voice from faltering. “it’s not you’ll be getting any breaks, doll.”

“that’s mean,” hawks says with a pout, fully hard and waiting for attention.

“shut it, bird brain. fuck her mouth again, why don’t you?”

“you heard him,” hawks shrugs, seemingly apologetic although he definitely isn’t. “open up, dove.”

his wings rustle and he groans as he pushes his cock into your mouth once again. dabi’s pace doesn’t falter, and he tugs you up a little to fuck his cock deeper.

“dabi!” you sob, his name muffled but still audible to both men, “right there, pleasepleaseplease—”

heavy balls smack into your clit with each thrust that you can feel in your lungs. even as dabi pulls you impossibly closer, it still isn’t enough to be fully satiating — what if you all shared each other like this on the regular?

“g-gonna cum soon,” you whimper, a few tears rolling down your face and forcefully falling from your jaw with every hard shove of hawks’ cock into your mouth.

electricity races through your entire body, shooting through your veins in stinging shocks as the pressure in your pelvis increases. then you feel rough skin and hot breath at the nape of your neck, along with a strong hand wrapping around your throat.

“what’s that, princess? you’re gonna cum?”

“yes, y-yes, ‘m gonna—”

“greedy, aren’t you? go ahead and wait for us.”

“i-i can’t,” you moan, eyes rolling back when dabi’s fingers dig into the sides of your neck, “i’m so fucking close, dabi, please—”

he pulls back, but before he returns to fucking you as he did before, he shoves your head down hard, only letting go once he hears you choke.

the room fills with needy groans and the hushed whimpers you keep letting out as you struggle to do as he’d asked. it’s as though hawks is facing the same predicament, a nervous hand tangled deep in blonde strands and tugging to keep himself grounded.

after what feels like an eternity, dabi finally keels over with a drawn out groan. “shit, i’m gonna cum,” the pace of his hips starts to falter and you’re less than a moment away from cumming yourself. “i’m gonna fucking—”

he cuts himself off by biting into your shoulder hard, just before you feel him gushing inside you, filling you to the brim. hawks pulls out of your mouth to take in the scene, and commit every detail to memory.

you fall over the edge with a mewl, gummy walls squeezing dabi’s cock and absolutely draining him. all you can do is moan beneath him, trembling from the strength of your second orgasm of the night.

it’s frustrating that he’s throbbing against your cervix and then pulling out immediately after, beckoning for hawks to come over. entirely spent, you collapse onto your belly, heart racing and breath coming in heavy puffs.

“god,” hawks all but groans at the sight of the mess between your legs — cum pouring from your cunt and smeared around your clit thanks to dabi. then, almost as though he’s hungry, “looks so fucking good.”

“hey now, turn over.” dabi offers you the half full bottle of water from earlier and chuckles at how quickly you open it and begin to chug. it’s gone in seconds, and the bottle falls to the ground with a crinkling sound. you sigh, exhausted and still high as hell — for a moment, you close your eyes.

“round three,” is all you hear before your legs are being spread open. your hole flutters at the prospect of some more, and you’re startled that you’re even considering it.

“i just came twice, hawks,” you cry, lower lip wobbling. a third round will most certainly break you.

with the pad of his thumb, dabi sweeps away a stray tear on your face. “let him fuck you once, yeah? god knows how damn long he’s been wanting to.”

“dabi,” the blonde whines, flushing pink. “stop it.”

with a sigh, he lifts his arms and pulls his shirt off for this final round, exposing the rest of his body. his nipples are a light pink, and he’s got a defined chest and abs with lines that look sharp enough to cut stone. he wiggles his eyebrows, eyes creasing at the corners once he notices you checking him out.

“like what you see?”

behind you, dabi rolls his eyes, but you spread your legs wider with a playful expression. “absolutely.”

thoughts of nothing besides fucking you full of his cum and making you his flare in his mind as he gathers dabi’s cum on the tip of his cock and pushes it inside you.

“o-oh,” hawks gulps down a whimper once he pushes inside, leaning forward and meeting your lips in a bruising kiss. as he pulls back, lips dragging against your cheek, you swear you hear him say something like feels better than i could’ve ever imagined.

“want me to mess around with your tits or use your mouth?” dabi rasps, cupping your chin and tilting your head to make you look up at him.

“do what you’d like to me,” your back arches off the couch after an experimentally deep thrust from the hero, your tits bouncing nicely from the movement. he takes one into his hands, squeezing the soft flesh but mostly focusing on the pebbled nipples.

with a tinkling sound, hawks’ gold chain bounces wildly at his neck. noticing your distraction, dabi slips his fingers beneath your chin and turns your head to face him.

“how’s it feel to be fucked like a slut?” he questions, pinching your nipple harshly; you moan loudly, tilting your head to the side, tongue lolling out of your mouth. dabi thinks the twisted expression of bliss on your face is so fucking hot.

“f-feels so fucking good—” you cut yourself off with a needy, pitched moan, bucking towards hawks and wrapping your legs around his waist. “fill me up, please, i need it.”

the hero chews on his lower lip, closing his eyes and choosing to lose himself in this perfect moment. behind his eyes, he feels the hot prickle of tears; is he really about to cry right now? out of bliss and in front of dabi? but the thought is whisked away the second he focuses on the sound of his balls smacking into your swollen clit.

it’s a mess between your spread legs, cum and spit and slick smeared across your skin and dripping onto the couch.

“fuck, you’ve got no idea how long i’ve been waiting for this,” he grits his teeth, wings spreading out and beating the air hard, sending icy wind straight into your face and dabi’s. “b-been waiting to make you fall apart on my cock.”

“not to interrupt, but you’re blowing the mood out like a candle,” dabi bites, rising from his spot on the couch and stepping around crimson wings.

“don’t fucking start— dabi,” he gasps when he feels hot hands pulling his wings back into their usual resting position at his back. they tremble in his grip, stray feathers falling to the floor.

“sensitive there?” he roughly prods a finger between the feathers.

hawks ignores him although the answer is definitely yes, bending forward to wrap his arms around you and pull you as close as he can. the gold chain bumps against your sternum, and hawks buries his face in your shoulder with an embarrassing moan.

“i-i’m so close— dabi, rub her clit for me,” it takes a lot of strength not to stutter when his brain’s melting like this.

with a grunt of acknowledgement, dabi’s hand slips between your sweaty bodies, fingers pushing through your pubic hair as he searches for your clit.

“right here, doll?” he pinches the swollen bud and rolls it between two fingers.

“fuck yes,” you moan, hips jolting towards him.

he’s got a hand wrist deep in feathers, scratching lightly at the skin beneath, and the other sandwiched between you and hawks as he rubs your clit furiously.

“just like that,” you whimper, eyes meeting dabi’s, whose pupils are blown. against your neck, hawks chants your name like a prayer, lips dragging against your cheek when he pulls away for a moment.

“i’m gonna—” he groans loudly, eyes rolling back and hips stuttering against your own, “take it, take it all, fuck..” his voice nearly cracks as he finally lets go, pushing deep and shooting ropes of cum from his swollen cock.

hawks shudders, wings fanning out and pushing against dabi, who groans as he takes in the whole scene.

“cum hard for me, doll,” dabi urges, his sticky fingers maintaining the rough pace he’s had this whole time; a unique tightness swells in your pelvis, begging to be released. despite having been fucked dumb, you manage to register that something big is about to happen.

“dabi, d-dabi,” you sob, legs trembling and heels pushing hawks closer. “‘s coming, ‘s coming..”

dabi’s hand slips into blonde hair, and he yanks hard, pulling hawks’ head up so he can watch you fall apart.

it happens fast; you clench down on hawks’ cock, squeezing out a moan from deep within his chest. liquid sprays from your spasming cunt, soaking hawks’ pelvis and dabi’s fingers.

“‘s too much,” you cry out, a tear racing down your cheek when you feel dabi’s fingers dragging against your overly sensitive clit again.

“why don’t we see how fucking sloppy she is?” he groans, watching closely as hawks pulls out.

you can only whimper when cum gushes from your swollen cunt and someone’s fingers push it back in. you watch as the two men rise to their feet, still on your back and panting.

“t-this was perfect,” hawks tries to catch his breath, choking when his back is slapped. “minus you ripping my hair out and slapping me just now, damn it.”

“all for good reason,” dabi snickers, helping you to sit up. “you alright? that was a lot, heh.”

“i need to take a shower so bad.”

“let’s just relax before anyone leaves,” hawks says with a sigh, plopping down beside you.

“don’t tell me you get all soft after sex,” dabi stretches and pops his neck before he sits down on the other side of you.

“better than being hard,” he mutters in reply, gesturing to dabi’s boner.

the comment only makes him spread his legs and wrap an unbothered arm around you, knuckles brushing against hawks’ face.

“gotta do this again sometime,” you say, eyelids feeling heavy. “just like earlier, both of you at the same time.”

“same hole?” they both ask at once, more serious than they’d been before.

you wink at them, not so tired anymore.

“most definitely.”

Sickness

Keigo Takami x Pregnant!Reader

Synopsis: Being pregnant was a beautiful thing at first, that was until you started getting sick.

Song: Nurses Office by Melanie Martinez (Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d89ziUZRZt4) 

Prompts: “Have you been crying?”, “You look sick”, and “ You just threw up on my shoe… “

You couldn’t stop the tears nor the vomit coming out of your body. The two were unrelated, but they both left you feeling so sick of everything. Keigo had invited you to a Hero ball which you were excited for. Until of course some of the other women saw you. 

It was no secret that you were the now number two hero’s wife, but it didn’t stop all of his female fans hating you, even if they were other pros. Being nine months pregnant didn’t help your self-esteem, but it wasn’t something you dwelled on. But now it was. 

A knock sounded out into the one person bathroom right as another wave of nausea hit. “Taken!” you cried out, ready to dunk your head back into the toilet in order to throw up even more. The baby was currently not liking what you just ate and she was showing you just how much she hated it.

“It’s me, honey… You’ve been in there awhile. Is little one causing you issues again?” 

Keigo’s soft voice normally calmed you during moments like this, but you didn’t want him to know some of the things the women said. He knew you were sick because of the baby, but the crying was a whole other scenario. “I’m good!” you called back shakily as you stood and ran to the sink, splashing water on your face to wipe away the vomit and tears. By the time you looked up, Keigo had already picked the lock and was now behind you, hands running up and down your back soothingly as you fought another wave of nausea. You turned in his arms, burying your face deep into his neck, trying to hide your red and puffy eyes. 

His wings wrapped around you protectively as he pulled you in closer. Silence followed as you two just stood there for a bit, swaying to the muffled music playing out in the ballroom. 

“Have you been crying?”

You froze in his arms, realizing that you had just sniffled and gave yourself away. Pulling out of his neck, you looked up at him, embarrassment evident on your face. You weren’t one to cry, but when you did… 

“My god who hurt you?! I’ll kill them” he threatened while cupping your puffy cheeks in his hands. Confusion and concern flowed through his eyes as he looked for any sign of abuse on your body, but he found none. Looking back at you, he gave you the look that meant only one thing. It was time to spill.

“Some of the other women out there called me ugly and fat… I love our baby Kei but I hate feeling like this” you cried out, more tears flowing down your face at the thought of him agreeing with them. But he only grabbed you harder. “Hey, you listen to me little dove… You are the most beautiful thing in that room and I’m so lucky that you’re mine. Fuck all of those jealous girls, you’re the one carrying our baby and that’s all that-… You look sick…”

You turned your head to the side, finally succumbing to the wave of nausea and throwing up on the ground. You couldn’t see where you were aiming past the tears, but you got your answer soon enough.

“You just threw up on my shoe…” 

Your face heated up even more with embarrassment and you just wanted to crawl into a hole, but Keigo kept you close to him. “I-I’m so sorry, the baby didn’t like the appetizers” you hiccupped as you began to wipe the vomit off your chin. You didn’t want to look at him, not with you being as much of a mess as you were. But then a chuckle filled the air.

“See! This is why I chose you, my love… I knew what I was signing up for and I wasn’t backing down. Now, how about we leave this stupid party and go get some ice cream… Hmm?” His sweetly stated as his thumb caressed the bottom of your chin. He didn’t think about the fact that you had vomit mere centimeters from his fingers and he didn’t think about how puffy your eyes looked. He just wanted you to feel better.

And ice cream was always the answer.

TLC

a/n: this lovely lil comfort fic was requested by my lawfully wedded wife, @keigotakamiz !! i know hawks if your brainchild, so i hope i did him justice! as for everyone else, i know i know, a sfw fic???

pairings: keigo takami (hawks) x fem!reader

cw: periods, comfort, just fluff tehee

wc: 2k

Keigo was extremely perceptive. He may have a carefully curated persona for the other pro-heroes and the hero commission, and that was not one of a loving and considerate partner. But for you, his character was thrown out the window. He was empathetic, highly in tune with you and actually a very doting and caring man. That’s why he was so anxious, you haven’t been yourself all day. Your replies have been short and almost angry with him while he’s been on patrol, and you turned down every option for lunch he offered. This was utterly unlike you, his easygoing, warm, and bubbly girlfriend. So he cuts his patrol short, Mirko owes him one anyway, she’ll take over. He realizes what must be interfering with his pretty girl’s mood, so he stops to get you the food he knows you’ll like because it’s the only thing you ever crave on your period. He takes the liberty to get some other stuff too, some flowers just to see you smile, a few sweet snacks for after lunch, and the ugliest stuffed animal he could find, an inside joke for the two of you. It started years ago, when you were both still teenagers. He found a Frankenstein-esque plush and held it up next to his face, claiming it was his twin. Ever since then, you’ve gifted each other horrendous stuffed animals just to get the other one to laugh. 

He’s hoping this plan will be foolproof, cutting his day short to come check on you was rarely something you took as a good thing, never wanting to be the reason that he didn’t take his job as seriously as you would hope. However, he felt like this was a special exception, given your curt texts and irritated looking snapchats. He takes the bags and carefully secures them, flying over to your place to get there as quickly as possible. He ducks inside through the open window, looking around your vacant living room and kitchen. He tucks his wings back down, not noticing anything out of place. He approaches your closed door, extending his hand to push it open. His suspicions are confirmed by the darkness of your room, the curtains drawn tightly and the TV on low volume. You were splayed out on the bed, cuddling a pillow for dear life. At the sound of your door creaking open, you sit up quickly, prepared to chuck the pillow at your intruder. 

Your arm falls to the side when you see your boyfriend standing in the doorway, slightly illuminated by the light in the hall. He closes his eyes and gives you a sweet soft smile, holding the shopping bags up by his face. 

“Hey pretty girl. I thought you could use some TLC.” He hums, closing the door behind him before making his way to the edge of your bed. Your irritated gaze slightly softens at the sight of him, and you flop back into laying down, groaning aloud. 

Your back is turned to him, arms still wrapped tightly around that pillow. He sighs a bit. You’re definitely on your period. He reaches his hand out to rest on your hip, squeezing the bone gently. He pushes his glasses up to function as a headband, and he tugs his earmuffs down around his neck. 

“I brought you some food.” He coos, a singsong lilt to his voice as if he’s enticing you to eat. 

You groan again, flailing your body against the pillow. “Don’t wanna eat.” 

“Yes you do, you just don’t wanna sit up.” He chuckles out knowingly, his gloved fingers wrapping around your wrist to pull you into a seated position. You certainly don’t help him at all, all your body weight working against him. He sighs, moderately amused by you. He knows better than anyone how clingy you tend to be around this time of the month. You’re powerful and independent, all things he values about you, but he can’t deny how nice it feels to be needed, even if you were playing hard to get. You wouldn’t admit it, but he’d ask anyway.  “Aw, babygirl, did you miss me?” 

You huff, rolling your eyes at him before snatching the bags he brought. You squirm under the covers, a sure sign that you’re pleased by his offering. You fished out your food and some medicine he brought, and finally, your gaze towards him becomes loving, and you lean into his body. He smiles, knowing you missed him more than anything, and while all these goodies were nice, all you ever wanted was him by your side. Sure, you’ll feign annoyance in the fact he took the rest of the day off to hold you and eat shitty convenience store snacks, but after that, you’ll cry your annoyance out in his shirt and then fall peacefully asleep to him telling you all about patrol. 

“Somebody definitely missed me.” He gleams, a shit-eating grin splayed across his cheeks as he presses a kiss to yours. 

You hum in agreement, popping the pills for some relief and picking at the food he brought you. He reached over you and grabbed the bag, digging out the ugly stuffed animal he brought you. It was supposed to be some sort of bird, he thinks, but the way it was printed across the fabric made it look more like a feathered…deer or something. What a perfect gift. He holds it up excitedly. 

“Another one to add to the collection, it made me think of you.” He jests, setting it in your lap. He watches you in adoration, the giggle you give him after you see it was worth any attitude he needed to disarm to get to his sweet girl again. 

You pick up the stuffed animal and hug it close, chuckling at the ugly thing. “Say you, I’m pretty sure this was a misprint of your merchandise.” You tease, checking the tag to confirm your suspicions. Now you’re howling, the ugly stuffed animal was no animal—it was a severely fucked up version of your superhero man. 

He yanks it back from you to see the tag himself, shaking his head at his hero name scrawled across the label. He’s chortling too, horrified by such a mistake but glad it could bring you such joy. Laughter is the best medicine after all, aside from snuggles, of course. You reach over and tug the toy back, cuddling it back to your chest. 

“This is my prized possession now.” 

He rolls his eyes, taking the opportunity to properly remove most of Hawks’ uniform, placing his glasses, earmuffs, and gloves on the bedside table. He shrugs out of his heavy coat and slips out of his boots, tossing the fabric to the floor. He’s certainly not getting out of bed now, not when you’re eating willingly and leaning into his side, an appetizer to cuddling. You groan at the feeling of another cramp rolling through, the medicine not kicking in yet. You pout, your bottom lip wavering and wobbling as you remember how bad the day has been, and that Keigo must have taken the day off to come to your rescue too, and you laid out of work! 

He knew it was coming, so he turns his body a little more to give you access to his chest, where you promptly bury your head under his guidance. His hand comes up to secure you there, resting on the back of your head. The sounds of your little sobs and sniffles soon follow, and he nearly chuckles at how you try to quieten yourself even after all this time. He figures you’re a bit embarrassed to be vulnerable, and he supposes that bit still applies to him as well. But still, you were a leading lady on your own, perhaps it made you feel a little silly to reduce yourself to needing his comfort, so he wouldn’t rub it in too bad. 

“Oh, c’mon babe. Let loose. It’s just you and me anyway, let me be your lil tissue.” He hums encouragingly, his other hand rubbing circles in your back. 

“It’s just be-been such a r-r-rough day!” You stutter through your tears, your wails certainly increase in loudness though, and your hands grasp at his black and yellow turtleneck. He hums through it, knowing you just needed to get it out for a second. 

“I bet, sweets. I’m sorry you’re feeling so bad, but you know I’m not going anywhere ‘til you feel better.” He says, leaning back a little so he could see your face. He smiles sympathetically, holding your tear-stained cheeks in his warm hands. “And before you even start, Mirko owed me a favor anyway so everything’s covered.” 

You smile softly at his comforts, your eyes fluttering shut from the sweet paths his thumbs rubbed in your skin. His smile spreads a bit, and he leans forward to kiss your forehead. 

“Wanna lay down? I’m multi-use, tissue, wallet, sex machine, heating pad, etc, etc.” He smirks a bit, laying back against your impossibly comfortable pillows. He understood why you clung to one until he got here. “C’mere, wanna hold you.” He says a little bit more commanding, just in case you were thinking of being difficult. 

You laugh softly, crawling on your hands and knees back up to your positioning on the bed. He lay on his back, his arms spread to the side as he waited for you to pick exactly how you wanted to curl up on him. He gives you such a kind smile, amber eyes twinkling with his adoration for you. You can’t help but return his grin, his energy always contagious. He reaches out for your hip, tugging you closer to him. You both snicker a bit as you fall the short distance to his chest, laying with your top half stomach down on top of him, legs tangled together in an effort to create maximum comfort. 

“There. Much better, now, huh?” He quizzes, the pads of his fingers smoothing circles into your lower back. You nod, heaving out a long sigh as you snuggle your face into his warmth. 

He knew it wouldn’t be long until you fell asleep, and the prospect made him smile. Whether you ever said it or not, being the only person that could ease your pain and lull you back to sleep was the highest of achievements in his book. He would relish the way you snore lightly and the way you would squirm closer and closer to him as if you wanted to be in his skin. He’ll flip on a show to watch, mostly just for the background noise, because he would watch you sleep. You always looked so peaceful, the stress lines in your face relaxed and your nose twitching on occasion. You were a work of art, maybe a difficult one, but his nonetheless, and he wouldn’t trade this for anything. He prided himself. He can read all your signs, know exactly what you need, and be that. It was the only thing he really wanted to be good at, and luckily he seemed to be a natural at it. He looks down, and sure enough, your lips are parted and barely audible snores slip out. He smirks, and turns the TV up a little, his eyes comfortably watching you sleep until a nap claims him, too.

We all know Hawks is this easy going and social person, but that is Hawks, not Keigo. So you can imagine how big of a problem making a call is. And that’s how this happened, you and him fighting over  who calls the pizzeria down the street.

“You call, you are the one who wanted pizza” he shoved the phone to you.

“You are the most extroverted out of the two of us” you shove it back to him, the phone cord stretching as far as it could. Yes, your tiny and Japanese 80’s stuck apartment had a wall phone, but hey, it was a reasonable price in fukuoka.

“They are going to recognize my voice and keep me there for hours!”

“Japanese is not even my first language!”

“It's good for practicing!”

It was a good 30 minutes of shoving the phone back and forth, but in the end Hawks lost and was the one going to do the call. 

But the moment he heard “Hello you’re calling pizzeria-” he hung up.

You looked at him, then at the phone and then back at him. That was it.

“No mames wey, gimme the phone” 

You extended your hand at him with grabby hands, you took all your introverted courage and love for him and made the call with Keigo giving you the “you are my hero” eyes.

warnings: suggestive themes near the end.

how do you greet a god in the morning?

keigo isn't a god. you both know that. but it's at times like this, when the sun rises past the edge of the world to wake everyone up and bathes him in yellow and pastel pink, that you feel like he might have the means to be worshipped. it's a strange thing, really. he was born to be self-sacrificial. he was born to worship others.

he lost his wings. the absence leaves nothing of him. or at least, that's what he thinks.

yet watching him wake up next to you lets you worship his humanity. he is just a man now—one that you love to the ends of the earth.

there's a sound of sheets rustling as you shift yourself to get more comfortable. keigo's head is tucked into the groove of your neck, moving with you but not leaving. heavy arms are wrapped around your waist. an unintelligible murmur leaves him, acting as if he's still asleep.

but you know better because he's always awake before you.

"morning, keigo," you say, a simple greeting. your voice carries a weight like the feeling of soft feathers.

"mornin' to you too, baby," he replies, the sound of summer heat slowly rolling over your skin. a huff of breath hits you before he's leaning away to stretch.

even without his wings, he knows that you're watching him. you don't even bother to hide your staring. his outline is somehow graceful but rough. strong and warm. you see it in the way that he pulls his arms up over his head to loosen his muscles; as if he's a wild cat lengthening out their spine. his back sinks into a plush mattress and freshly-washed cotton linen.

the lines of his arms flex with his muscles. he doesn't have to worry about taking up space anymore. you think that in a way, it helps him finally breathe.

when keigo rolls onto his stomach, resting an arm on the pillow, there's an afterglow to him. his wild-woven hair sheens with gold as bright as the strips of sunlight lining his back. his tan skin glows under the cover of it. old scars of his wings—a testament of challenge in your eyes—are loud wounds on his body.

you've told him more than once that his wings don't define who he is to you. he's been trying to believe that.

he gazes at you, dark pupils changing in size. that instinct hasn't left him. small, large, small, large. they finally settle on going back to their usual shape. he still has the same look; tender but sharp. you've never thought someone could be so powerful solely with their eyes.

you feel your chest stutter. "you're really handsome, babe."

the way that keigo's eyebrows jump is amusing; almost cartoonish. he laughs, deep from his chest, and it sounds bashful. he hides his smile behind the thickness of his bicep. a second flashes and the image of him turns young.

he's twenty-five now, but he was the youngest pro-hero alive. he carries that boy-like wonder with him. it's precious.

keigo is precious.

"thanks, baby," his words are partly muffled because he's still hiding. his eyes are peeking at you. it's the cutest thing you've ever seen. "but i stare at you more than you stare at me, so that means you're the real eye-catch here."

the corner of your mouth lifts up with a grin, "doesn't matter. i said what i said."

for once, keigo decides to relent. "fine, fine, you win."

he goes quiet, brushing his knuckles against your cheek. the ridges of them feel along your skin with a dainty touch. he handles you as if you're freshwater slipping through his fingers; a fragile thing. he's careful when he touches you.

he swears an oath of protection—only for you.

you shuffle closer to him, let yourself fit into the weight of his hold. he turns on his side and fits you against his chest in a way that's deemed too perfect to be real. while your hand settles on his hip, one of his trails down your stomach. you feel his fingers pull at a frayed string on your shirt. he's touching you just for the sake of it.

keigo's voice is gentle near the shell of your ear, like melting sunlit honey, "this okay? i’ll go slow.”

it reminds you of the night before. the two of you were caught up in a hard conversation and you told him that you've never been more sure about someone keeping you safe unless it was him. his expression was nothing but raw gratitude—a rare sight—and then he was knelt down in front of you to show his appreciation.

he knows that you don't initiate first. he knows that you don't want this all of the time; he's okay with that. he makes himself understand because he loves you. to him, this relationship is valuable.

his lips press a kiss against the salt of your neck, patient. a quiet shiver travels down your spine. you feel his thumb trace the crease where your thigh meets your hip. you let out a soft sigh.

keigo nudges against you, wraps you up in his solidity. your hand squeezes his wrist two times—a green light. it's a nonverbal answer but it's enough.

his body eclipses yours and there's a glimpse of auric gold, before he drags you into hazy summer heat.

a Pro Hero save your ass

y/n is a dumbass and have to be saved by a pro hero. After beeing saved, how your savior is going to act?

Endeavor

After saving your ass, he just disapear as fast as he came to save you, without saying anything.

The man is too busy to do conversation he have to save too many people every single day and won’t give a single fuck about talking with a civilician he just safed.

Efficiency is his top pririty

You can just go on social media and talk about how could he was as you saw him afarr stoping a car from killing an old lady, only two second after saving you from a flower pot falling rigth to you.

Hawks

Little brat ‘just going to smile and wink at you,

You know he his just doing fanservice to show how much of a good hero he his and does not really car about you

But the little paper with a numbr on it seem to prove you wrong,

He make a strange sign with is hand eventually meaning “call me maybe” then he just open his magnificient wings and fly away to save some other lives with a content smile.

Eraser Head 

After he put you on the ground he would act like endeavor but a little better, the diffenrece is that he will look at you to see if you are alrigth.

But if you try to talk to him or thank him he his going to... ignore you, thats it.

He have more important thing to do, and as you may know he is not into fanservice and putting up a good impression on people

He will go away muttering a ‘go home and be safe’

Nana 

In your point of view, she was looking like a godess, a real hero that saved you from a fatal death (you just stripped on a banana but thats okay we all believe Nana deserved the best) 

She was smiling like crazy, for no reason, she was just smiling it gave you confidence without any apparent reason.

That just how she was, the sun itself warming people heart

Then after checking if you were okay she fly away asking you to be careful next time.

Midnigth 

To be frank ,first meeting was shit.

She put to sleep the thug that were bothering you but you could not even thank her properly because you fell asleep too.

And woke up in her arm but you coulnd’t look anywere else exept her boobs, it looked like she was, on purpose puting her boobs on your face. Smiling down at you.

It was too embarrasing to even mutter a thank as you were going to explose so you just stood up, bowed to her and left as fast as you could.

Miruko

Truthfully, you had stars in your eyes, the number five hero just saved you!! the rabbit hero, the talentful miruko.

As you were on her beautiful and muscled toned arm you could not help the fangir/fanboy sounds of adoration.

As she was jumping to put you on a safe place, you really believed you would vomit on your first meeting with the rabbit hero, so you help back.

You didn’t spoke because she was really too amazing and stunning. 

You wanted to thank her but she was already gone. You were too engrosed in your admiration that you did not notice her leaving.

Gang orca

After he saved you, put you gentky on the ground, he..

He screamed at your face telling you how dumb you were to go on a dangerous place like this by yourself. 

At first you got scared and was going to pee on yourself being of the carism he hold but then you saw his snout frowning like a  cat, he was angry but he snout was moving so cutely you could not help yourself so you poked it. 

He looked at you, baffled; with a strange look in his eyes (if he have gun in his eyes you would be already dead). And then you started to pee on yourself.

Little thing you did not know he was not angry at you because you poked his snout but because he was too shy he did not know wat to do.

Kamui wood

After putting you down you thanked him but you were met by silence so you thanked him again thinking he did not heard you.

But he did not respond so you touched is shoulder in hope to have a bit of attention but he didn’t moved an inch so you let him in his thought and you left.

 Hope when he come back to the reality he won't think of you as a rude person who does not thank her savior.

Baby was just shy.

Mount lady

You wanted to thank her but she was already posing for the camera and journalist, she was smiling and posing you didn’t wanted to bother so you just walked away.

Knowing that she just did it for popularity and does not even know the face of the person she just saved,

You did not feel her eyes burning hole in your back as you were leaving though.

All migth

To say you were speechless would be a lie.

You were shocked, a mortal shook because the number one, the symbol of peace, the great all migth just saved you! 

He was used to this kind of reaction cause he said “AHAH i see you can’t speak but don’t worry i know you are a fan and you want to thank me-” 

He wasn’t able to finish what he was going to say because a wave of fan and journalist and dog came to ask him question and take some picture.

As you were going he turned to you stopping his mini interview and saying to you thumbs up to ‘retur home safe and sound’

After the first nigth :

Suggestive content and mention of smut but overall fluff!

Eraser Head :

You woke up on your lover chest, having for only view his morning face. Finding nothing better to do, you start touching his face, he looks so peaceful you can't help but smile. With your rigth hand you were touching his face, and with your left hand you were playing with his hair.

"Shouta?" You call his name over and over before he finally answer you with a groan and whisper something like : "...more...sleep...and...lo...you" and then goes back to sleep without forgeting to hug you thiger and put you closer to his body.

Look like he won't let you go.

Hawks :

Sadly you woke up alone. Hawks was already at work. But how could you be angry at his work. Sure he left but in front of you on the table you can see your favorite breakfast already prepared for you, nice and warm.

But before putting your two foot on the floor and eat your delicious food. Some of hawks feather start moving (did he left them on purpose?) Before thinking more they came your way and carried you to the bathroom, running hot water, removing your clothes and put you in the buble hot tub. One feather stroking your face before leaving by the window.

Being with Keigo his a real blessing.

Miruko :

"Babe!" You woke up, your heart pounding in your chest due to Rumi powerful and passionate voice who scared you first thing in the morning. Miruko was on top of you, eyes locked on you with a big smile.

She looked at you passionately for a good minute and then suddenly say to you :

"Im still horny!" Even with everything you did last nigth, she was still unsatisfied, she need more, she need you more, everytime if possible.

Mount lady :

You feel something on your face, so you woke up, Takeyama was playing wiht her own hair (putting them in your eyes or mouth, carresing your cheek with her hair).

She was looking at you, lovingly

"Eh Y/n" she said without stopping carresing your face, touching your nose then your cheek and finally your lips. She put her finger on your lips and indirectly kiss you.

"I was sexy last nigth rigth?" You choke on nothing at this statement

You throw salt in their face

Angst cause you are going to die

Tamaki :

You were eating, talking about anything and everything with him. After some times he ask you to give him the salt, but your clumsy ass did something else : You trew salt in his face. 

You immeditaly started to apologize 

"Don't worry it's not your fault" (must protect) he is going to hide in his t-shirt because you keep apolizing to him and it make him uncomfortable.

He would say to you to stop apolizing and ask you to ask for the waiter to come and ask him for more salt because its gone now.

Bakugou :

You were eating, talking about anything and everything with him. After some times he ask you to give him the salt, but your glumsy ass did something else : You trew salt in his face

At the moment that you knew, you fucked up. If eyes could kill you'll be already dead. Bakugou hated you like he never hated anyone else before.

You fucked up his food he took so much time to do, yes the food was for you, but still, he is going to blast the living hell out of you.

In his head of course cause he won’t actually blast someone but watch yourself during next training,

After all Revenge is a dish best served cold

Endeavor :

You were eating, talking about anything and everything with him. After some times he ask you to give him the salt, but your glumsy ass did something else : You trew salt in his face

"I'll swear to god im gonna sent myself on fire" he react immmediatly : he sent himself on fire and start getting a litlle bit angry, you must be kidding him rigth? How can someone be so clumsy to actually throw salt in someone’s face?

You start fearing for your life but before doing anything he calm himself down and said with a "soft voice" that he isn't mad and you don't have to worry about anything.

And then he call a waitress and ask her to bring salt but he wasn't able to hide the little vein popping up on his forehead.

Dabi :

You were eating, talking about anything and everything with him. After some times he ask you to give him the salt, but your glumsy ass did something else : You trew salt in his face

"So you have chosen death" he look at you for a good minute trying to kill you with his glare. First you ruined the food, then you throw salt in his face on his scar, it hurts. 

Now we don't have any more salt for our food, now we need to go shopping, then he have to bath and change himself.

It's a bit to much to hope he forgave you, a punishement, it's what you need...

Hawks :

You were eating, talking about anything and everything with him. After some times he ask you to give him the salt, but your glumsy ass did something else : You trew salt in his face

He stopped moving for a moment and after some time chose to do something mature (like every Hawks would do) : he take the salt and throw it back in your face while smilling.

You have two choices now :

1 : You throw pepper in his face then he throw some chicken and it end in a food war

2 : You tell him that he should'nt start a food war and act like an adult but he won't stop throwing salt in your face so you strangle him and start a food wars.

But it would lead to the same result : you both are kicked off the restaurant.

Gang orca :

You were eating, talking about anything and everything with him. After some times he ask you to give him the salt, but your glumsy ass did something else : You trew salt in his face

After receiving the salt in his face, and in his eyes he just looked at you and asked if you were okay and that you didn't have any injury on your hands or arm afterall what kind of person is so weak it can’t hold some salt.

After apolizing to him a billion time he said you don't have to worry he his basically an orca so salt have no effect on him or is eyes. He just smile at you and asked for more salt.

Kinda naked video call

Warning : Really really way to suggestive content and fluff

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Miruko :

Its already nigth time and you still waiting for a call. After some time you finish your shower but you heard your phone ringing : you were drying yourself but you ran to your phone anyway.

"Ahaha you are naked" miruko beautiful face great you "im not naked i have a towel on" you respond. She just say afterward to shut up and that she wasn't planning to go back tonigth but finally she could just come quickly to your shared home.

Because she have now, a new mission to do. making you scream her name

Hawks :

Its already nigth time and you still waiting for a call. After some time you finish your shower but you heard your phone ringing : you were drying yourself but you ran to your phone anyway.

"Should we go to the hot spring?" He said out of the blue, and propose you both to go to the hot spring, suspicious... you asked him why the fucking fuck he want you to go to the hot spring at that time of the day.

"Because i fantasm on making love to you in the hot spring and you kinda aroused me"

Mei :

Its already nigth time and you still waiting for a call. After some time you finish your shower but you heard your phone ringing : you were drying yourself but you ran to your phone anyway.

Oh god why are you so damn beautiful, she was ready to great you with her best smile asking you if you wanted to go on a date but the moment you active your camera and the moment she saw you only covered by a towel, she fainted.

"Mei, is everything okay?!"

"Yeah my nose just started bleeding out of nowhere"

Nejire :

Its already nigth time and you still waiting for a call. After some time you finish your shower but you heard your phone ringing : you were drying yourself but you ran to your phone anyway.

"Oh my that's a great view! Can you show the lower view?" you start blushing and your face become in no time a big mess. You can hear from afar the dragon hero asking her what's going on

"Oh Ryuku i have an important thing to do can i go home i won't take too much time" she say looking at her phone with a devilishly yet gentle smile.

Todoroki :

Its already nigth time and you still waiting for a call. After some time you finish your shower but you heard your phone ringing : you were drying yourself but you ran to your phone anyway.

"Oh, do you need more time my love?" He smile at you "i can wait for you and i'm sorry i was late for our call" you can't be mad at him, how could you still be mad, he is way too precious.

So in the end the both of you talked and you fell asleep in your towel

Mirio :

Its already nigth time and you still waiting for a call. After some time you finish your shower but you heard your phone ringing : you were drying yourself but you ran to your phone anyway.

The moment you take the video call he start talking rigth away about his day or whatever. He doesn't care or maybe he didnt saw that you were covered only by a little towel.

"By the way,nice tiddie-" you hang out, embarrased

Sfw and nsfw relationship headcanons

Warning : nsfw

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Shigaraki Tomura / Tenko :

▚ 𝖘𝖋𝖜 :

⌗ he won't say it but he his cravin for you, your touch, your attention, your whole self. He won't say it. But oh god he need you.

⌗ he his somewhat more in peace because of you and he his glad that he accepted your affection (the affection he always needed).

⌗ try pda and he’ll kill you im not kidding it's already hard for him so keep it private please and thank you.

⌗ He his really clueless so you have to make the first move everytime you want to try something.

⌗ He make you cry a lot for various reason but he would lowkey feel really bad about it afterward.

▚ 𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜 :

⌗ "oh you are still walking" he have a mission : destroying the lower part of your body. Oh man he isn't gentle at all.

⌗ it was so hard to convince him to just fuck you because (he won't admit it) didn't wanted to hurt you. (he heard on the TV that first time for woman hurt)

⌗ But the moment you started the machine, it wouldnt stop. Now he his addicted

⌗ he like choking you the fact that you are still screaming his name even when he could end your life in a second make him more horny.

⌗ He don't make love, he fucks. But late in the relationship he would feel more peaceful and when he would trust you with all his soul he would start to make love to you and be intimate because tenko was just a nice boy who had it hard and was hated by the gods.

Hawks / Keigo Takami :

▚ 𝖘𝖋𝖜 :

⌗ you keep asking him to stop flirting with you but he would just say that he have to make you fall harder for him every day. He his heels over head for you, so do you.

⌗ he want hugs, he need hugs, he really really want them so give ‘em to him please.

⌗ he his a simple boy he won't like fancy and complicate date, people will always talk to him or ask his help so he prefer date at nigth were you both fly in the sky or rest at home.

⌗ there is always some feather of him in your apartement he said it was for you to think about him everytime and if there is a problem he would be there for you in no time.

▚ 𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜 :

⌗ "naah imma just keep teasing you till you can't scream or moan at all~" that bastard, a pro in teasing you can be sure of that.

⌗ hawks in an horny bird, he isnt always at home and come back really late and leave your house really early so when he have a day off you have to prepare your puss-

⌗ he really need your touch and want to be in contact with every part of your body.

⌗ he can be everything rough, fast, lazy, passionate, intimate, slow etc...

⌗ and he love aftercare he would snuggle on your chest and kiss every part of you and would cuddle you to death.

Kemi / Camie Utsushimi

▚ 𝖘𝖋𝖜 :

⌗ you can read Kemi has easely as a book, and it surpised everyone.

⌗ you never had an argument the worst was in the start of your relationship they were just misunderstanding because at first it's was hard to understand her

⌗ but now you are the lovey dovey couple of shiketsu high.

⌗ she love date at home just being comfy in your room cuddling you watching a movie and all those cheesy thing you can see in a drama/romance series

⌗ she love taking your clothes it's like marking herself as yours even if she is taller than you she would take your clothes anyway

▚ 𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜 :

⌗ you both had sex pretty soon in the relationship. Like you loved her and she loved you so why won't you go to the other step rigth?

⌗ every time it's goofy and passionate a really strange mix but who taste heavenly in the end.

⌗ she does like and have a lot of sextoy but she would never blindcuff you she want to stare at your eyes every time you both are making love to each other.

⌗ She have way too much fantasm and kink so you’ll have to satisfy her.

⌗ it's suprising but she is pretty quiet in the bedroom.

Yui kodai :

▚ 𝖘𝖋𝖜 :

⌗ the legend was true she his really a kuudere, i explain, at first she looked really cold and quiet but when the both of you started becoming friend you learn how caring and cute she was.

⌗ and it got worse when the both of you started dating, you both are the most cute couple in the world.

⌗ she would wait for you everyday, in the morning she would be waiting for you, after each of your class or for lunch, then she would walk you home

⌗ once the both of you were in a date and you were talking about you day and how clumsy you are so she smiled and laughed and the people around felt in love with her

⌗ she won't get jealous and she his pretty dense so you are the jealous and protective one in the relationship.

▚ 𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜 :

⌗ you have to be the one who start the thing because she won't touch you or do anything to you, she want you to lead and do whatever you want to her. Its a bit toxic how she his completly submissive to you and refuse to engage anything.

⌗ lazy sex is everyday sex she like being slow and like taking her time to praise you.

⌗ she isn't a top definitely a bottom for you. Seing you in lead make her weak.

⌗ isn't really kinky but will accept everything you want to do gladly.

⌗ yui is a quiet girl but in bed i can swear to you she is vocal as heck

Gang orca / Kugo sakamata :

▚ 𝖘𝖋𝖜 :

⌗ you have to deal with his self consciousness, you need to tell him every single day how much you love him.

⌗ his favorite thing : taking a bath with you after his hero work for two good hours then because of the calming atmosphere you would fall asleep on his chest and then he would carry you to your room.

⌗ he don't really like pda and going out of his house for date in general but if you ask him, he would accept anything rigth away.

⌗ Because he can't ressist to you, everything you need, no everything you want, he would cross the sea to get it for you.

⌗ He his really protective of you, it's the first time someone showed him love and interest so you are definitely the most important thing in the world for him.

▚ 𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜 :

⌗ it would take a lot of time for him to open up to you and go further than cuddling, hugs and kiss. Never in his life he thougth he would make love to someone.

⌗ at first, he was so scared to hurt you and was really uncomfortable. Touching you was really hard for him, why were you in love with him, why did you wanted a monster to touch you so badly?

⌗ after a lot of worship and praise he finally start to feel comfy about it, like really comfy.

⌗ kugo is somewhat kinky. Thigh riding, face sitting, beach/pool/hotspring/shower fucking, (and you will discover even more of them) he love them

⌗ im not really objective there but gang orca is the best in every way!

❦ FAMILY MEN

ft. aizawa, hawks, bakugo, dabi

MASTERLIST

—aizawa

your daughter looked up at eri as she taught the younger girl how to style hair clips and accessories. your daughter was just over a year old, curious about things but not good with coordination, so eri enjoyed being the big sister and teaching her all about fashion. and who was the model for her cosmetology lessons? none other than your husband, shota. there was nothing his girls couldn’t get away with, so he sat patiently as he graded work on the floor as they tugged and pulled on his black locks. every once in a while there was a wince or grimace on his face because they weren’t that gentle, but he didn’t say anything. you silently laughed watching them from across the room, thinking that you couldn’t have chosen a better man.

—hawks

the habitual babbling of your little boy rang through the kitchen. you looked up at the clock because you knew your boyfriend would be coming home around this time. it seemed your son was starting to get a sense of time by figuring out when his dad came back everyday. and just as planned, the front door flew open, and a rush of red flew in front of you, straight to the highchair as keigo lifted your son. the air was instantly filled with giggles and kisses as the hero greeted his pride and joy. for a minute you were an afterthought, going back to your work until he gave you a few sweet kisses in greeting, son still in his arms.

“can we have a girl next?” he asked and you smiled at him sarcastically.

“can i have a ring?”

—bakugo

you heard him shouting from the other room.

“don’t put that in your mouth! give me that!”

your daughter babbled in the same tone right back at him. despite not knowing how to speak yet, she gave her dad the exact same amount of attitude that he dished out. you were curious and apprehensive to see when she grew up.

“don’t talk to me that way!”

“katsuki!” you called. “keep it down.”

your husband emerged from the room, holding a freshly changed daughter on his hip who was muching happily on a clean diaper.

“she started it.” he grumbled and you rolled your eyes at his beef with an eight month old. “anyway, i—ow, shit!”

your daughter had bit his shoulder, obviously preferring her dad over the diaper.

—dabi

“i’m home!” you called but got no reply. you kicked off your shoes and went searching for your boys, only to find them in your bedroom. both were napping on the bed, dabi curled his body around his son as if to protect him from the world. your little boy had one hand grasping his dad’s shirt tightly, the other grabbing at dabi’s mouth, some fingers having pulled his lip down a bit. your heart melted at the sight, and you immediately sighed. your instinct was to curl up with them and hold them, but you couldn’t bring yourself to disturb them so you just watched fondly for a couple minutes before dabi’s eyes naturally fluttered open. he blinked a bit before noticing you.

“if he doesn’t get his hand out of my mouth i’m burning him.”

“toya, no.”

Who would some of my fav guys vote for in Eurovision?

I miss Eurovision already so there you go. Some lil' headcanoons and who I think they voted for this year.

Saudade, saudade by Maro -> Charles Leclerc

Charles is not the biggest fan of Eurovision but he watches the final every year and votes.

When he heard this song he cried a little because he thinks Maro has a very special voice.

But when he saw the lyrics MAN he CRIED.

Especially the part of "E agora nada faz sentido // Perdi o meu melhor amigo" (and know anything makes sense // I lost my best friend).

The 20 votes? All for Maro.

He almost screamed when he saw the bad position of Portugal (honestly same)

Eat you salad by Citi Zēni -> Keigo Takami/Hawks

Keigo is one of the biggest fans of Eurovision.

He watches the two semifinals, the final, follows the media...

And he votes EVERY.YEAR.

(and he listen to the song MONTHS before)

When he heard this osng he thought it was great.

So he was rooting hard for it.

And when it dindn't pass... well.

"They have no idea" was screamed a few times.

He almost din't watch the final "as protest"

Stefania by Kalush Orchestra -> Damiano David

He's obviously a big fan of Eurovision (bc he's european and, yk, an esc winner)

Like, he was literally there during the whole show.

And at the end, he voted like 12 times for Stefania.

And he didn't do it because they were Ukraine.

He really thought it was a great song with a powerful message and he didn't do it as a "pity vote".

He was very glad they won.

Snap by Rosa Linn -> Spencer Reid

He voted this year but it was his first time watching Eurovision (Garcia made him)

He thought Rosa had a beautiful voice.

He only voted once.

He was watching the voting with low key anxiety.

He thought the results were pretty fair.

He said that next year he's going to watch it again.

Brividi by Mahmood and Blanco -> Pierre Gasly

I have so many things to say about this.

DEFINETLY a masive ESC fan.

Has his favorites even before the day comes.

He alreay knew he was going to vote for Italy (he kinda lives there).

Rooting for Mahmood since '19 and for Brividi since Sanremo.

He LOVES the song.

He screamed "THE TENSION" a few tiimes during the performance (can't blame him).

20 votes for Italy.

He was very upset when they didn't get more points.

OK, I have a few more. LMK if you want them.

All the love, A.

Challenge accepted, @aizawasdumbwhore

MDNI ~ MATURE

Keigo Takami x fem!Reader

I have no fancy layouts because I dont usually post my writings and Im using mobile oop

Also is this my first actual smut piece? Yes. Is it gonna be super short? Probably. Do I care? Only slightly.

If anyone connects the real life me to this post I will deny it and take it to my grave thank you for coming to my ted talk

No i didnt proof read i dont have the attention span for that sht

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Light tickles against your skin woke you up from a deep sleep. The sun had barely risen, peeking through the curtains, but not enough to be blinding. With a small huff, you adjusted your weight on the mattress and shoved your face into the pillow.

Then you felt his calloused hands slide across your hips. You fought down a silly lovestruck smile, hiding in the blankets as his lips ghosted over your neck.

“Mornin’, baby bird.”

You would never get tired of his morning voice.

“G’morning…” You trailed off into a yawn.

A chuckle vibrated against your back and Keigo’s hands began to lightly explore your skin, skimming over your bare waist and descending further between your thighs. Heat flared across your cheeks. He would always make you giddy with each touch and it will never change.

Keigo’s fingers dipped against your folds lightly, testing the waters. “Oh fuck, baby. Still wet from last night?”

You let out a tiny whine of embarrassment and wiggled your hips. “Shut uuuuupppp…”

He laughed again, fingers making slow and gentle circles around your swollen bundle of nerves. “You’re still wet enough that I don’t think I need to prep you much. In fact…”

His hand on your thigh tightened, the fat molding to his hold, and he lifted your leg slightly. You were rolled to your stomach and he flattened on top of you. You felt a small breeze as his wings stretched and flapped once.

Your entrance was poked at and breached, Keigo sliding in until his hips hit yours. Before he began thrusting, his hands slid up your arms and laced your fingers together. He tucked his face in the juncture between your neck and shoulder.

“Hold on tight, baby birdy.” Keigo drews his hips back and, with a little flap of his wings, thrust back in. Your body lurched slightly against the mattress and you shoved your face into the pillow to muffle the squeak trying to break free.

You fisted his fingers and the sheets, desperately holding on as he used the momentum from his wings to thrust brutally. He was so deep, he was in your womb, stomach, throat, heart, head-

“Nnnnggghhhh…” You moaned into the pillow, thoughts blurring togethers until they disappeared completely, rendering you unable to form sentences.

“No matter-ungh-how many times I-guh-fuck this pussy, youre so-ngh-so tight.” Keigo tossed his head back to let his pretty moans and whines fill the room, making perfect harmony with your vocalizing and the sounds of your bodies dancing as one.

It did not take long for either of you to reach your climaxes, every muscle and nerve tightening then suddenly releasing at once. You both melted into the mattress, heaving with after shocks. All you could do is let out a small giggle and hide your flushed face.

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Idk if the first tag worked so imma just boop @aizawasdumbwhore

All Yours (Hawks Headcanons)

(A/N): This is literally a shitpost I made during my lunch break cause why not. Now accepting requests for My Hero Academia!

Warnings: Probably canon divergent, protective!Hawks, some sexual themes

Rating: 18+ (minors do not interact)

Quirk: Up to you

Pairing: Hawks (Takami Keigo) x fem!Reader

- So, in my head, there are probably charity balls that UA students attend along with pro heroes

- Yes, this is not in any of the mangas (at least ones I've read) or the anime but just pretend it is

- Anyways, you and Hawks have gone together for years as partners. I mean, the second and third-rated heroes should probably show up.

- As number three, you knew you could've been on night patrol but whatever, it's good PR.

- But that all changed when you and Hawks finally started dating after years of being hyperfocused on your perspective careers.

- So now the pressure was even higher to show up, it would've caused a scene if the number two and three heroes everyone shipped didn't come to support the random charity chosen for that year.

- And last year was a fucking disaster.

- Keigo never really paid any attention to the rest of the pro heroes flirting with you when you were just partners in the hero biz.

- In his head, you weren't his and as long as you weren't getting uncomfortable with the flirty advances, he had no right to get jealous.

- But that all changed when you were finally his.

- Last year's event was nothing but tension for him as the same pro heroes (*cough* and Mineta *cough cough*) continued to drool over you and try to flirt despite the very public relationship you two had.

- You managed to get Hawks to leave early that night before he pissed off any more top ranking heroes or squished the grape child.

- Needless to say, you had to take the next day off of work cause you couldn't walk ;).

- Despite all of the reassurance in the world, you could tell Hawks was trying to get out of this year's ball at any cost.

- So you decided to step in.

- After making sure Hawks was stuck in a meeting with number one so that he wouldn't spot you on patrol, you snuck into the city.

- Weeks before the ball, you worked with a seamstress to design your dress with Hawks in mind.

- After you had gotten your dress, you snuck back into his apartment, locking the door to your shared bedroom and putting it on.

- It was form-fitting, clinging to all of the curves you knew he enjoyed, the ones he would grip and admire on long nights.

- But it was still flattering, hiding the spots you didn't particularly want on display.

- It was a cross of midnight blue and black, similar to how the night sky looks. The back dropped down to your bum, exposing your back. Your front was v-shaped, exposing your belly button and putting on a pretty display.

- Stitched onto the long sleeves that adorned your arms and down your back were red-dyed feathers, the same colours that Hawks on his back.

- Once you had your hair dolled up the way you liked it, it was time for your next daunting task.

- Trying to mimic Keigo's marks on his eyes with eyeliner.

- Surrounded by different images you found online (and some you had taken on your own) and a stash of eyeliner, you got to work.

- Just as you had finished up, you heard the soft flutter of wings and the thud of your man landing in the living room.

- Quickly, you hid your stash where it had stayed the past few weeks.

- "Dove, why is the door locked?"; you could hear him jiggling the handle impatiently.

- "It's a surprise!" you said annoyed, but a small chuckle still follows as you lay out his tux on the California King.

- You slip into the bathroom and use your quirk to unlock the bedroom door before closing the bathroom door.

- "C'mon, (Y/N), I just wanna get this night done and over with."

- Once you were sure your look was perfect, you opened the door to see your angel of a boyfriend already in his tux, fixing his hair in the mirror that hangs on the wall.

- He spots you using the reflection from the mirror, quickly turning towards you, unsure if what he saw was real.

- With a soft smirk, you walk towards him with the swing of your hips, giving him a little twirl to show off the red feathers on your back.

- "Damn, chickadee. I don't know if I can let you leave the house looking this."

- Your pro hero boyfriend actually had a small red tint to his cheeks as a small tent formed in his pants.

- "Well, now everyone there will know I'm all yours."

- Now Hawks couldn't wait to show off his girl.

- The entire time, his arm was wrapped around your waist.

- "I still don't know how you got my marks so spot on."

- "That's my secret to keep, baby."

- You made small talk with all of the heroes there.

- When it came to the ones who had constantly flirted with you, Keigo seemed much more relaxed at their uncomfortable demeanour.

- You could only imagine what was going through his bird brain.

- Yeah back off bitch, she's mine.

- Of course, Midnight was obsessed with your look.

- By the end of the night, you walked out of there with Hawks and there was actually a smile on his face.

- Mission accomplished.

Extra:

- The tabloids were going absolutely wild at your outfit the next day.

- Your phone was blowing up because of it.

- That and the photos where you and Hawks were caught making out on your balcony at home.

- So when you tried to walk into Keigo's agency office, covered in hickeys from the night before, the paparazzi went wild.

- Once you finally made it to his office, there was the smuggest of smirks on his face.

- "You should definitely do your eyeliner like that more often, Dove."

he sees your wings for the first time

prompt: “you’ve got wings?!”

pairing: keigo takami x reader 

word count: 961

warnings: reader is kind of insecure over their wings, reader is gender neutral but keigo calls them babybird and angel like, once

genre: fluff 

NOTE: i’m just going to hide the fact that i fell off the side of the earth for a week, lol. to make up for it, soft hawks!!! this is inspired by a textpost i saw once AND im sorry it’s kinda short!!

you weren’t always this insecure over your wings

that was until you met hawks, at least

in comparison to his large, red wings, you felt like you had nothing to offer with your, white, still-large-but-not-as-large wings 

so you just decided to bind them back whenever you saw him, always wanting to impress him :(

you just felt like the wings would hold you back from that?? for some reason 

truth is, your mom was behind all of this, always telling you your wings weren’t good enough as a child 

which led you to be convinced that your wings made you less worthy than you are

every time before you hung out with hawks you used bandages to bind your wings back as well as you could and opted for baggy clothes, which just led hawks to assume you were quirkless

him thinking you were quirkless made him pick you up at random times and fly you up into the air,  and in those moments there was nothing you wanted more than to spread your own wings and fly with him

hawks always thought the reason for your baggy clothes was because you were insecure over your own body, so he didn’t push it too much 

he did feel a bit sad when you refused to share moments of intimacy with him, simply because he thought you didn’t feel comfortable with him lol 

usually, hawks would visit you at 9pm in the evening at the earliest, work holding him back from coming any earlier, so as of now you were curled up in a make-shift nest you created out of a bunch of pillows and most importantly, hawk’s hoodies, your wings sprawled out over the entirety of the bed 

it smelled like him and it was so comfortable

too comfortable

way too comfortable.

so you fell asleep

cliche

you fell asleep in a nest, wings sprawled out.

and hawks just happened to get off work early

he was so excited because he hadn’t gotten off work this early in months

he stopped by the store to buy some snacks or you too before flying over to your place, letting himself in using the key you gave him after there was no response from you when he knocked on the balcony 

he placed all the snacks down, removing some of the outer layers of his hero costume before gently knocking on your bedroom door, moreso as a warning that he’s about to come in other than to ask for your permission to enter

when he opened the door he had to take a double-take

he froze for like, 3 minutes

you were in a nest.

a nest that smelled like him.

and you had wings. 

after staring until he was sure he wasn’t seeing things, he spoke 

“you’ve got wings?!”

you jumped awake, ironically proving his point when your wings fluttered and flapped, bringing you up into a seated position, eyes wide 

your heart was thumping in your chest, not knowing what to say

shit.

he’s going to hate me.

he’s going to hate them.

he took a step closer and you finally managed to choke out a few words, still not completely awake after your nap

“-’m sorry.. i was scared to show you-”

his brows furrowed and he sat beside you

“what? why’d you be scared, babybird?”

your eyes moved to look at him, pupils dilating in a quick motion, a bird-like characteristic that he never paid any mind to

“they’re not as pretty as yours..”

his eyes widened and he let out a little snarl,

“believe me, my breath was taken away when i saw you and your wings looking absolutely angelic, why’d you even think mine are prettier?

he subtly pulled you back down, hugging you

“dunno, my mom always said they’re ugly” you snuggled your face into his chest

he scoffed and started peppering your face with kisses

“angel, i’m sorry but your mom’s opinion is absolute bullshit. your wings are beautiful. didn’t know i got myself a cute bird partner there” he chuckled

you blushed lightly, sitting up “so you’re not angry at me for hiding it?”

he shook his head “of course not, i understand where you’re coming from- now, you know i got snacks right? let’s go watch movies!!” he stood up, walking to the living room where your snacks were already waiting 

you smiled to yourself, feeling like a huge boulder was taken off your shoulders before you followed, settling on the ground in front of him “what are we watching?”

“mm, i was thinking tangled?”

nodding, you turned on the tv, “i still can’t believe the audacity eugene had to cut her hair that short- have some respect!”

he cackled “you’re still angry about that?”

his fingers found their way into the base of your feathers, your wing letting out a small shudder at that - he started separating the feathers, removing fluff from between them and tidying them 

he wasn’t even paying attention to what you were saying 

“keigo are y- are you preening me?!”

“so what if i am...” he muttered

bonus!

hawks grabbed your cellphone, shooting you a smirk 

your eyes were already going wide, confirming your fear when he stepped out of the balcony and yelled out 

“catch me if you can!” before taking off into the air

“keigo, if you drop it i’ll kill you!”

you ran after him, your own wings spreading and flapping, chasing him in the air

you were both laughing the entire time, hawks more often than not letting your phone go only to catch it a second later, your heart dropping every single time

the next day the news were full of videos of the both of you playing around in the air.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 21 - Disturbed Slumber || Keigo Takami x fem!reader

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Summary: Coming home late isn't so bad.

Warnings: smut without plot

Word count: 443

Author: Cass

A/N: The prompt for today is: Somnophilia

Hawks always came back late.

When he returned, you were already asleep, comfortably tucked in bed wearing nothing but a pair of panties and his shirt (after all, you always claimed to be his #1 fan).

It was always adorable. Sometimes too cute for his liking.

Perhaps that's why he ended up between your legs; panties shifted aside, his lips wrapped around your clit as his fingers moved quickly in and out of you.

All of your whimpers and moans in your sleep only made him hard. He needed you so badly, he had so many emotions bottled up inside him, but he didn't want to disturb your sleep.

As you reached your limit, your walls squeezed his fingers, you let out a quiet whimper.

Keigo was actually impressed by your ability to cum without waking up. He wasn't finished yet, of course. Why would he squander such a golden opportunity?

Keigo quickly removed his already too-tight pants and wrapped your legs around his waist. He pushed into you immediately, letting out a heavy moan. He loved how you were always so tight!

He wasn't going to hold himself back when you were so beautiful, innocent, and at his mercy. He set a hard and deep pace, hitting all the high points that made you want to sing along for him.

Keigo couldn't hold out much longer; he needed to cum, and the way your soft walls hugged his cock told him you were close as well.

"Keigo…" You groaned, gripping the sheets tightly.

"That's me, songbird," he hummed, leaning down to wrap his arms around you, his pace unabated. His hand even moved between your bodies to tease your clit, causing you to whimper loudly. "I knew I would wake you up, but you were too lovely. I just couldn't help myself."

You couldn't respond because the knot in your stomach snapped, and you started moaning his name.

That was all it took to push him over the edge.

With a low groan, he cum, his wings puffing up as thick ropes of cum filled you.

Keigo purred and nuzzled your neck, tightly hugging you. "That was something," he said with a chuckle.

"Well... No one said we had to stop here," your voice was still tinged with sleep as you replayed. Your hand reached the base of his wings as it moved up his back. "I can tell someone is tense here."

He immediately perked up at the teasing touch and smiled as you looked at him. "Oh, well, well. Take a look at that. My little songbird is very mischievous, but in all honesty? I can't refuse such a tempting offer."

Under the Mistletoe || Keigo Takami xfem!reader

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Summary: Hawks found the perfect way of using mistletoe against you.

Warnings: none

Word count: 672

Author: Cass

A/N: today’s prompt: Kissing Under a Mistletoe Devider by Firefly Graphics - ⛄

Despite all the hype, you didn't really celebrate Christmas. Your family was mostly out of the country, and you couldn't simply leave because of work. It's not that you hated this particular time of the year or anything, you simply didn't have anyone to celebrate it with.

You were honored to be a sidekick of number two here and to participate in a little celebration Hawks organized to soothe everyone a bit.

You turned around, checking yourself in the mirror. Often you could also dress up a bit more fancy for work - of course you loved your costume, but it was nice to have a chance to dress up a little differently.

As soon as you were satisfied with how the dress lay on you, you nodded at yourself and left for work.

There was something odd about it - even though you knew these people, it was strange to see them out of their gears for so long, but it was still enjoyable to meet up with them. It was actually fun chatting with your friends about something other than work or training. The whole thing lasted until you felt a red feather tickle your cheek. Excusing yourself, you went to the door and immediately got snatched into the empty office. 

"Well, well, well. Look at you! Always in your gear, and here you are. All dolled up in your dress, with those high heels on!" Hawks laughed, kissing at your cheek before nuzzling you to his neck. "Maybe we should change your dress code for this type of outfit?" Hawks suggested.

Shaking your head, you laughed. "Don't you dare! Do you realize how hard it is to run in those hills? You seriously expect me to keep up with you?"

Hawks looked at you and shrugged before hugging you tightly; he hated hiding your shared relationship from others, but it made him feel safer.

"Don't be like this. I would have a nice view to see every day," Keigo taunted.

"Keigo, I don't mean to be rude, but if they notice us missing, they will all find out about us, after connecting all the dots." You kissed him gently and promised, "I'll wear this outfit more often in private for you."

As he pulled away, he nodded with an annoyed grimace on his face. "I want to see you later, okay? Promise?"

After agreeing, you left the office, pretending nothing had happened.

In the middle of chatting with your friends, you felt an arm wrap around your shoulders.

It was none other than Hawks himself asking, "I see most of you are enjoying yourselves here. Mind if I take Y/N for a moment?"

As a result, no one objected or dared to say no to number two, so you were pretty soon dragged away.

After raising your eyebrows, you looked at Keigo and then at everyone else as he stopped right in the open door. You were the center of attention for some reason; it was confusing.

Your confusion was noticed, and he smiled cockily, pointing his index finger up.

There was mistletoe hanging right above your head, and you could have sworn that there had never been mistletoe there before! That meant he did it on purpose just so he could kiss you without revealing too much.

You were flung into a needy kiss after Hawks gave you an innocent shrug.

Grabbing his jacket, you kissed him back with a soft, annoyed growl. As soon as he pulled away, you shook your head and smiled at Keigo. "You couldn't stop yourself, couldn't you?"

"What can I say? I was never too patient, and Christmas time I had to take advantage of this little window of time," he shrugged and snatched the mistletoe before waving it in front of you. In a quiet voice, Keigo explained, "I need to keep it. It will be useful." Then, he walked away like nothing had happened.

Standing completely stunned, you were soon surrounded by slightly jealous friends asking many questions about the kiss.

Christmas Spirit || Hawks x fem!reader

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Summary: Hawks decides to motivate you to prepare your apartment for Christmas.

Warnings: none

Word count: 1351

Authors: Bear & Cass

A/N: today’s prompt: Decorating a House

Due to his childhood memories of Christmas, Hawks enjoyed it a lot. There was a genuine love of Christmas in his heart. Due to Keigo's unhappy childhood, he chose to keep the best, most joyful memories from the family home.

When the holiday season was at its peak, he decided to visit you to see if you needed decorating assistance.

A tune played in the background while you worked on your cookies in the kitchen.

A few knocks were heard on the balcony's door. You opened it immediately with a smile.

Hawks was standing on your balcony, leaning comfortably against a wall with his left leg bent at the knee. "Finally. I've been waiting for so long, I assumed you weren't at home."

As you walked toward him to fix his jacket's collar, you rolled your eyes. "Don't be such a drama queen and get inside. I am sure you are cold from flying around."

Before entering your living room, he brushed some snow from his wings and said, "It's chilling, certainly, but I'm used to this." After he entered and took a look around, he asked, "Wait. And what is that?"

"What is what?" You asked, eyebrow cocking as you closed the door so that more cold wouldn't enter your apartment.

He held up both hands, pointing at your living room. "This. Basically, I mean this. Your decorations, where are they?"

As you returned to the kitchen, you questioned, "Ah! You mean Christmas decorations? I don't decorate much. I'll probably put a few things on tomorrow morning, and that'll be enough for me."

At you, he made a finger gesture, raising one eyebrow. "Oh no, dear, no, no. The holiday spirit is desperately needed here."

"Aren't my special cookies enough?" You teased.

Keigo gave his chin a few taps while he was looking at you. "Oh, no, they're not sufficient, I'm afraid."

As you sighed, you questioned simply, "What's the point in decorating this place when I'll have to take it all down, pack it all up, and put it away soon?"

"Because it's enjoyable! Decorating can add charm and beauty to your area and is a lot of fun. It will spread holiday cheer in this area. It is necessary."

As you turned to him, your arms crossed over your chest as you watched him talk. Everything he said didn't make the idea of hanging stuff around for you any better. "For me it's not enjoyable."

Hawks flopped on your couch and crossed his legs. "Why is that?"

Sweetie, that's a lot of work just to take it down in a few days. The fake tree and some lights will be put up tomorrow morning," you shrugged. "I will probably spend Christmas alone, so there's no need to overdo it."

Keigo once more arched a brow. "So you won't be inviting me over or paying me a visit on Christmas Day? Is this a sign that you don't want my attention anymore?"

Your eyebrows raised as you asked, "How can I invite you when you openly announced you would work a few days ago?"

He rose from the sofa and began to circle the room. "Really, how difficult is it to comprehend? I was hoping that you would ask me for a day or two of vacation so that we could have fun, but of course you never did."

As you groaned, getting frustrated with his behavior, you said, "Keigo. I didn't ask because I know it's difficult for you to get a single day off."

"You are aware of the fact that I would stop at nothing to earn a day off for you. Come on, I'll assist you with decorating the apartment."

After a deep sigh, you rubbed the bridge of your nose. "Okay. Fine. Let it be."

"Where do you have your decorations hidden?"

"They should be in the closet. I have a big box stored there."

Hawks calmly made his way from your living room to the hallway, where you had your closet, with his hands in his pockets. He opened the door and flew up a little, using his beautiful wings to get the large, cartoon box.

"You could at least remove your shoes!" You shouted at him.

"Sorry!"

Taking a deep breath, you left your current work to assist him in the living room.

After the box was brought, Keigo placed it on the carpet and then, for you to notice, he took care to take off his shoes in a theatrical manner.

After ignoring his little show, you opened the box and took some decorations out.

Keigo looked into the package and concluded, "You have some wonderful Christmas ornaments here." He took out some glitter stars and paper chains.

"You want to see something cringy?”

"Now I'm curious," Hawks rolled his head back a little as he chuckled.

You went to your bedroom and returned a few moments later only to show him the ornament that looked like a mini version of him. With a blush, You explained, "I bought it yesterday while shopping."

He grinned, "Well, well, look at that! We have some little, decent Hawks here. I won't lie, as much as I find it sweet, it's also a little creepy, not to mention the fact that they weren't able to duplicate the beauty of my face."

"It's not my fault, you have so much merch!" You grumbled. Furthermore... I found it cute. So, Mr. Christmas Spirit, what's next?"

He threw the glitter stars at you. "Start hanging those around."

With a nod, you followed his little order and started to hang the stars around your living room.

Hawks got up and placed a few paper chains on the shelves.

As you work, you start humming a quiet tune. Once you were done, you looked at him. "I am done here."

Meanwhile, Hawks was already done with chains and some small baubles.

As you looked around, you agreed, "This actually looks nice."

"Right? Can you feel the Christmas spirit now?"

Shrugging, you replied, "Not really, but I like how it looks."

Hawks came to you and booped your nose. "Don't make me ask that again?"

The nose boop made you giggle. "Oh, okay, fine. I kinda feel it!"

He stole a kiss from your lips, humming.

You booped him in the nose this time. "I'll get the tree. Just so you know, it's a fake one."

Keigo sat back on the carpet and dug further through the box.

Dragging the tree back to the living room took some time. You set it up straight and put it in its proper position with a loud groan. "Here. Did you find anything interesting in the box?"

"Just more baubles," he raised his head, and you could see two baubles hanging off his ears.

"You really like Christmas, don't you?"

"Yes... The only happy childhood recollections I have are of these times."

You kissed his cheek, removing the ornaments from his ears with a small smile. "Let's make it a good memory this year too. Let's decorate the tree together."

Keigo worked tirelessly to adorn your tree with decorations, chains, and other trinkets he discovered inside a box. Hawks placed his arm around you and got out his phone to take a picture of you with the tree in the background after it had been fully adorned.

Just to get a picture, you laughed and kissed his cheek. Then you looked over your shoulder and rubbed his shoulder. "Babe, we forgot something. Can you lift me up?" You asked with a gold star in your hand.

Hawks took you into his arms and used his wings to lift you both up to the tree's top.

With a happy sound, you placed the star on top of the tree and clapped your hands.

There was a certain charm to this whole thing, and it certainly gave you a feeling of Christmas cheer. "Now it's perfect."

Hawks kissed your cheek briefly and nuzzled your neck after landing back on the floor with you, setting you down carefully. "Merry Christmas, little doll."

Before kissing him, you said, "Merry Christmas to my hero."

Chocolates || Keigo Takami x fem!reader

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Summary:  As the second most popular hero in Japan, Hawks receives numerous Valentine's Day gifts, which can make you feel a bit uncertain about the gift you've chosen for him.

Warnings: None

Word count: 1110

Authors: Cass & Fenrir

It was hard to believe. Your day was spent making your own chocolate for Keigo, but here you were facing your flat's doors, staring at the mountain of gifts. It's kind of what you expected. It was Valentine's Day and your man was the number two hero in all of Japan, so of course everyone sent him gifts. The majority of them look more expensive than yours. And to make matters worse, he appeared quite happy and amused by this fact.

While slowly moving the boxes inside the flat, he asked, "Can you see those?" His voice was filled with happiness. "People truly love me and those are the only perks of being number two that I can adapt to," he joked, but stopped, watching your rather unhappy expression. "What? Aren't you happy?"

As you looked at the boxes, you felt more and more ashamed.  As you shifted your bag onto your back, you fake smiled at him. "As a matter of fact, my boyfriend is the second-best hero."

A smug smile crossed his lips as he agreed. "That's true." 

As soon as Hawks finished moving all the packages into the flat, he closed the door and began peering through them to see what he had received. "Look at that, Y/N! I think we will have chocolate for half a year."

Before reading the card aloud, you muttered, "Well...," and looked at one of the boxes. "For my one and only hero. Oh, how cute." 

He approached you, smiled a little too triumphantly, and put his arm around your shoulders. "Hey, smile at me. The fact they are all addressed to me doesn't change the fact I am sharing them with my one and only girl."

You cringed a bit. "C'mon, they're all yours. Girls sent them to their beloved Hawks, not Hawks and his girlfriend. In all honesty, I am jealous."

"My babyboo is jealous of me!" He mused and kissed your cheek.

"How could I not?!" You demanded, angrily. "Look at those! Some of those are more expensive than what I made."

"And what did you get for me on the occasion of Valentine's Day?"

With a sigh, you glanced at the boxes again and thought, "I got you something nice, but as I look at all the gifts, it does not seem that pleasant anymore. Since I'm tired, I'm going to the bedroom."

"Come on, before that, I want to see what did you get for me, I'm more than sure it's something fancy and beautiful."

As you sigh, you reached into your bag and pulled out a nice, hand-made box. "Today, I went to my best friend's house and she was making chocolates for her man. I decided to try it too."

To examine the box, he drew nearer. "Is there chocolate inside?"

"No. I made you a box to keep all those feathers you lose every day," you replied sarcastically. "Of course it's chocolate inside, sweetie. What else could it be?”

Keigo chuckled while tapping your nose with his gloved palm despite the sarcasm in your tone. "Perhaps an engagement ring? Since I am aware of your openness, I believe I can expect anything from you. You know I love sweets, but because there's chocolate in, I'm even happier, even though you're the sweetest candy of them all."

You rolled your eyes, groaning and crossing your arms over your chest as you blushed. "In this pile of fan mail, there must be an engagement ring somewhere, I bet."

"Good. We can sell it then!"

Then you burst into laughter, covering your mouth in delight.

"What!"

"Nothing! Just... It will be weird if a pro suddenly starts selling engagement rings," you laughed and turned your attention to him. "Let's change, and we can eat those chocolates on the balcony. I'm curious and scared to see how they turn out."

"I believe they'll be delicious, but I don't know if you should eat them.”

"And why is that?” You raised an eyebrow curiously.

He took hold of your plan and brought it to his lips, kissing it. "You are aware of my affection for you. And while eating chocolate can help your brain produce endorphins, it can also lead you to gain weight. I'm just worried about your well-being."

With your eye twitching from anger, you commented, "I'm afraid I may end up in jail for murdering Japan's number two. Are you trying to say that I am fat, and you don't want me to gain even more weight?” 

"You said that you're fat," he commented with a shrug. "I didn't say anything about you being too big."

Frowning, you grabbed the box from him. "I'll send those to Jeanist or even better, Endeavor himself. I'm sure he'll love them," you smiled at him. I don't want my favorite bird boy to get too heavy to fly. I'm just worried about your health and well-being," you mocked back.

"Ey! Give me my chocolate back!"

"My one and only hero needs to stay in tip-top shape!" You shrugged. "That means no chocolate for ya."

Keigo rushed for one of the boxes he had been given, opened it, and crammed a number of chocolate pralines into his mouth.

"It was obvious that you liked those more than mine," you sighed sadly. "Oh, well. It's time to change my boyfriend."

"So give me my gift back. I want to judge myself."

As you showed him your tongue, you said, "Okay... But I need a kiss in return."

He inhaled deeply, swallowed the pralines, and then walked over to give you a quick kiss on the lips. "Would you kindly let me in on a little secret right now? Did you add salty caramel to the chocolate you made? Tell me you did."

You shrugged with a cocky smile. "It may have happened, or it may not have happened. I think you'll need to find out for yourself, baby."

He snatched the box out of your hands and stuffed his mouth with two pieces of chocolate. A loud hum soon followed.

"Do you like it?" You walked up and took one for yourself..

"Aaaahhmmm mhhmm," he hummed, enjoying the salty taste spilling over his tongue.

You kissed his cheek, giggling. "Even I am happy now that they are excellent."

"Good? They're flawlessly fantastic."

You smiled and ruffled his messy hair, resting your head on his shoulder. "Happy Valentine's Day, Big Bird."

He ran the tip of his tongue along his lips, then planted a brief kiss on your cheek. "Okay. So now! While watching TV, let's examine the other chocolates I've received. Both of us merit some sweetness. Sweet Valentine's, honey."