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"Oh, you wanna kiss me? Bold words for someone who was insisting how much they hated me the other day," Hawks - Keigo, your mind corrected itself - remarked, entirely too smug.

"Yeah well," you mumbled, throwing your hands up in defeat. "Shut up."

Keigo only laughed brightly, his hands on his hips as his head tilted back beautifully. With eyes scrunched shut and his mouth open in delight, you couldn't even think about denying it. He was gorgeous. Unequivocally, absolutely heart-stoppingly gorgeous. So yeah, you wanted to kiss him.

Sue you.

"Which is it then? Kiss you or shut up?" He was still laughing, although now it was more a soft shaking in his shoulders. He turned to look away from you, watching the clouds move above the skyline. You couldn't tell if he was blushing or if it was the pink glow from the sunset.

You pressed the heels of your hands into your eyes, debating. "How did you even... hear that?"

He shrugged casually, one gloved hand rubbing at the back of his neck. His wings rustled behind him, and one crimson feather swooped through the air and waved in front of you.

"You sneak." You crossed your arms in front of you, staring at the offending feather with less intensity than you'd like.

"Couldn't help it," Keigo said. There wasn't a hint of shame in his voice. "I was curious."

You rolled your eyes, turning to stare out of the same window Keigo was. You had to admit, it was a gorgeous sunset. Pink and orange and the faintest hint of green, clouds dusted with red as the sun kept sinking.

"Yeah well you have your answer now."

"So... can I kiss you?"

His question shocked you, so much that your head snapped to lock eyes with him. He was looking right back at you, golden eyes soft and warm and curious and - fuck that look was making you feel things. Things like butterflies and warmth and it was all rising in your chest and throat and you felt your fingers start fidgeting all by themselves. You blinked, once, twice, three times. And then you nodded.

"Please," was all you could manage to whisper.

He moved slowly. More slowly than you would have expected or liked. But as soon as he was pulling his gloves off and stuffing them in his pocket, you knew it was because he wanted to take his time with you. He didn't want to rush things, to sprint to the finish and regret it later when he got a cramp. So you accepted his slow, reverent movements, and you were even more placated when those hands of his cupped your cheeks, keeping you still.

And then he was leaning in, still torturously slow, to press his lips against yours and holy everything they were soft. Your eyes fluttered shut as you pressed right back into him, one hand resting on Keigo's solid chest as your other arm draped over his shoulder. You should have expected it, being a pro hero, appearances had to be kept up and making sure his mouth wasn't dry and cracked was sure to be a part of that.

But this just wasn't fair, there was no way anyone's lips should have been that soft, that warm and pliable and open to you kissing him back.

Keigo pulled back, only an inch, but it felt like a mile. His forehead knocked gently against yours, and he blinked at you, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiled. And then he ruined the moment by opening his beautiful mouth and speaking.

"So, was I up to your expectations?"

"Oh my god," you groaned, breaking the little bubble the two of you were in as you tilted your head back. "Nevermind, I still hate you, shut up."

"Hey wait -" Keigo protested, reaching for you as you chuckled and pushed him away. "Can I get another?"

guys i don't think i can deny it anymore i wanna kiss hawks

"Oh, you wanna kiss me? Bold words for someone who was insisting how much they hated me the other day," Hawks - Keigo, your mind corrected itself - remarked, entirely too smug.

"Yeah well," you mumbled, throwing your hands up in defeat. "Shut up."

Keigo only laughed brightly, his hands on his hips as his head tilted back beautifully. With eyes scrunched shut and his mouth open in delight, you couldn't even think about denying it. He was gorgeous. Unequivocally, absolutely heart-stoppingly gorgeous. So yeah, you wanted to kiss him.

Sue you.

"Which is it then? Kiss you or shut up?" He was still laughing, although now it was more a soft shaking in his shoulders. He turned to look away from you, watching the clouds move above the skyline. You couldn't tell if he was blushing or if it was the pink glow from the sunset.

You pressed the heels of your hands into your eyes, debating. "How did you even... hear that?"

He shrugged casually, one gloved hand rubbing at the back of his neck. His wings rustled behind him, and one crimson feather swooped through the air and waved in front of you.

"You sneak." You crossed your arms in front of you, staring at the offending feather with less intensity than you'd like.

"Couldn't help it," Keigo said. There wasn't a hint of shame in his voice. "I was curious."

You rolled your eyes, turning to stare out of the same window Keigo was. You had to admit, it was a gorgeous sunset. Pink and orange and the faintest hint of green, clouds dusted with red as the sun kept sinking.

"Yeah well you have your answer now."

"So... can I kiss you?"

His question shocked you, so much that your head snapped to lock eyes with him. He was looking right back at you, golden eyes soft and warm and curious and - fuck that look was making you feel things. Things like butterflies and warmth and it was all rising in your chest and throat and you felt your fingers start fidgeting all by themselves. You blinked, once, twice, three times. And then you nodded.

"Please," was all you could manage to whisper.

He moved slowly. More slowly than you would have expected or liked. But as soon as he was pulling his gloves off and stuffing them in his pocket, you knew it was because he wanted to take his time with you. He didn't want to rush things, to sprint to the finish and regret it later when he got a cramp. So you accepted his slow, reverent movements, and you were even more placated when those hands of his cupped your cheeks, keeping you still.

And then he was leaning in, still torturously slow, to press his lips against yours and holy everything they were soft. Your eyes fluttered shut as you pressed right back into him, one hand resting on Keigo's solid chest as your other arm draped over his shoulder. You should have expected it, being a pro hero, appearances had to be kept up and making sure his mouth wasn't dry and cracked was sure to be a part of that.

But this just wasn't fair, there was no way anyone's lips should have been that soft, that warm and pliable and open to you kissing him back.

Keigo pulled back, only an inch, but it felt like a mile. His forehead knocked gently against yours, and he blinked at you, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiled. And then he ruined the moment by opening his beautiful mouth and speaking.

"So, was I up to your expectations?"

"Oh my god," you groaned, breaking the little bubble the two of you were in as you tilted your head back. "Nevermind, I still hate you, shut up."

"Hey wait -" Keigo protested, reaching for you as you chuckled and pushed him away. "Can I get another?"

guys i don't think i can deny it anymore i wanna kiss hawks

Hcs of Hawks flirting with his favorite civilian, who's always tongue tied when they're rescued by him because he's so dang handsome?

Hawks:

Jeez, he is so shameless. He isn’t afraid to flirt with you in front of any body or in any situation.

After his first encounter with you, he couldn’t get his mind off you.

The way you blushed and stuttered when he carried you in his arms after saving you made his heart melt. You were just so cute as you continued to thank him the whole time he had you in his arms, and he knew he was only making matters ‘worse’ for you as he kept complimenting you.

But could you really blame him?

Your red cheeks and meek expression just made his chest feel all warm inside. He was hooked.

After that, he’d keep his eye on you, not like in a stalker kind of way, but he just wanted to be there for you each and every time you seemed to be in trouble.

It didn’t matter if it was something trivial like a shoelace being undone, he’d swoop right in and help you tie it.

However, every time he came near you, he was all flirtations and compliments.

He’d have a new compliment for you each and every time he saw you, always giving you compliments on the simplest details about your appearance that would be so smooth you felt as though you would slip away on them.

After each compliment, he’d watch as you would fumble around your words, trying to thank him but only ending up mouthing off some jumbled words and eventually shutting up and trying to hide yourself behind your hands.

It was too cute for him to handle, but he wouldn’t stop.

Eventually, he got kind of physical after saving you, simply giving you a kiss on your hand and winking at you.

It had completely destroyed you. Your face went very red and you felt your knees buckle under you.

Hawks had expected you to mumble and stammer around your words cutely like you normal do, but this time he was in for a surprise.

“Why do you have to keep doing this to me? Don’t you know that girls get flustered when handsome guys talk to them?” You’d say, but would instantly put a hand infer your mouth at saying so.

Way to go, you just let one of the top ten heroes know that you think he’s handsome. Well played.

When Hawks just stared at you after you had said that,  expression unreadable, you wanted the world to break open and swallow you whole, the embarrassment of it all just making you want to disappear.

Before you could turn to leave and run off, he began to laugh, full and hearty.

His laughter only made your embarrassment grow, but it was soon squashed when you heard him talk.

“This is why You’re my favorite civilian. You’re a catch.” He said, giving you yet another wink that sent your heart sky bound.

Once again, you were reduced to a stuttering mess, trying to find the right words to say but nothing of sense coming out, Hawks watching you like a hawk with a smile.

“You’re too cute for your own good.”

— love language (1) takami keigo

pairing: hawks x fem!reader

warnings: one suggestive implication(?) 

a/n: first off is our pretty boy keigo <3 i’m very excited for this new series so i’ll try my best to post them as fast as i can !

love language masterlist

hawks’ love language is: physical touch

sounds cliche and overused but hear me out,

this man is a complete sucker for physical affection

he’d try to get some every time he can 

you’re on the couch watching tv? he’ll cuddle you

taking a shower before leaving for work? he’s more than happy to join you

out on a date? doesn’t matter where or who’s there, he’ll hold your hand 

you complain about your back hurting? his feathers are already grabbing oils to give you a nice massage 

not to mention he loves kissing you 

it doesn’t even have to be your lips

it can be your cheeks, your knuckles, your forehead, your eyelids he’s so precious i love him, your chest: anywhere

he just likes kisses so please give them to him

but he’s not really clingy

of course you’re always welcome to cling onto him whenever you want, but he respects your alone time and knows it’s very important for oneself so if you’re studying or are busy doing anything else he won’t bother you

maybe ask you if you want food and leave a kiss on your temple but that’s about it

and the way he touches you it’s always so gentle

unless you’re uhhh in the bedroom then that’s a whole different headcannon 😳🤚🏼

like just by the way he caresses you, you know he’s head over heels for you

it can be something small and innocent,

but somehow he always manages to leave you craving for more of his touch

his favorite form of affection is probably hugs

he likes the way you fit perfectly into his arms, as if you were made for him

and his hugs are NEVER awkward 

they’re always filled with smiles and giggles and maybe some tickles bc keigo loves to hearyou laugh 

specially if it’s because of him,

it makes him feel validated 

in conclusion, please kiss him and hold him >:(

it’s late when keigo finally finishes his nightly patrol. the watch on his wrist marks 12:28PM and he hates himself for not making it on time. he had promised to start that new series you’ve been so excited about tonight, yet work held him back and, as much as he wanted, he couldn’t just fly away from a crime scene.

he silently opens the door to your shared bedroom, expecting to see you passed out on the bed, but instead he’s greeted with the sight of you cuddled up on his side of the bed while scrolling through your phone. the necklace he gave you with one of his feathers hanged loosely around your neck and he smiled when you started to softly caress it. his own wings fluttered instinctively at the touch, almost making him laugh at the sensation, before he plopped down next to you. 

the sudden weight on the bed makes you squeal, but you calm down once you feel keigo’s arms around your waist, pulling you to him. you breathe in his scent, closing your eyes briefly to appreciate the familiar smell, and you feel him place multiple kisses on your neck, making you giggle. 

“what were you doing awake? it’s late.” he says matter of factly and you turn around in his hold, one of your hands coming up to rest on his toned chest.

“i was waiting for you.” his eyes immediately soften at your response, the guilt basically eating him alive. 

“you didn’t have to do that, dove.” his tone is slightly reprimanding, yet his hold is loving as his fingers trace random patterns on your arms. 

“i sleep better with you anyways.” your voice sounds tired, your eyes fighting to keep themselves open as the exhaustion from the day finally begins to hit you.

keigo is quick to notice the way your breathing starts to become slower and slower and he can’t help but admire your beauty. you just look so cute all pressed up against him, cheeks squished against the pillow and a light frown on your face as you struggle to keep yourself awake. he hums before moving to get more comfortable; he moves your body slightly so you’re in a better position and his heart skips a beat when you tangle your legs in between his, grumbling something he couldn’t understand while hiding your face on his neck. 

“m’sorry, i wanted to spend more time with you but i’m just so tired.” he almost coos at you when the words leave your mouth. he should be the one apologizing for not being a good boyfriend yet here you are, being so selfless and caring. 

“no no, it’s okay baby. you have me all to yourself tomorrow.” you hum after hearing that, liking the thought of not having to share your boyfriend with the rest of the world for just one day. because when it came to him, you had to admit you could be a little selfish at times, but just a little.

“hm good,” you open your eyes to press a chaste kiss on his lips. “good night, i love you.”

“i love you too, dove.” 

in less than five minutes you’re fast asleep on keigo’s arms and it doesn’t take too long before the blonde joins you. he falls asleep with a smile on his face, thinking about how lucky he is for being able to call you his.

Kinktober Day 25: Among Us AU (The Skeld)

Day 25: Among Us AU Title: The Skeld Pairing: Dabi x F!Reader x Hawks Word Count: 5.5k Warnings: Among Us AU. Noncon, alien sex, belly bulges, predator/prey, biting/marking, bloodplay, a bit of gore, murder, yandere Notes: So this one was NOT intended to be this long, but here it is. Really fun to write though (although I may or may not have checked the wikia once or twenty times). Inspired by this request here. Hope you guys enjoy.

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You’re working on fueling the engines when the alarm begins to blare, almost deafening you with how loud they are. It takes you a long second to place the sound before realizing that it’s the emergency alarm for an electrical failure, something that strikes you as weird. The captain had only just ordered a ship wide inspection just a week ago, and everything had come up clear.

You quickly begin to make your way to the door while you can still see, fully intending to go and help fix whatever issue there is. But you run into Keigo Takami right at the doorway, a fellow crewmate who joined the crew months ago along with his mysterious friend simply known as Dabi. They had taken a liking to you instantly, helping you with your tasks and simply chatting to you for hours about your life and interests. Despite pushing them to reveal more about themselves, they never did, choosing to simply redirect the conversation back to you.

Keigo smiles at you and grabs your arm, leading you out the door and away from the hallway to Electrical.

“Wait, don’t we need to fix that?” You ask in confusion, looking at Keigo for an answer.

“Nah, I saw Blue walking that way to fix it. Nothing to be worried about, little bird.” He begins taking you down several corridors, passing other crew members in various states of confusion.

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His so.... *sigh*

❔🔻🔺❗‼

for your smut prompt list...

33 with keigo?

also i love your content i binge read it 😌😌

ahh i'm so glad you enjoy my stuff!! thank you sm for the request!!

"we've been going all night, how are you still horny?" ft. takami keigo // hawks

mdni. 18+. dumbification, creampie

each time your eyes were able to peek open, you caught a glimpse of the gorgeous sight above you: keigo's face, flared with passion and lust as he fucked into you with great force, golden visionaries glowing with love as he looked down at your face, thoroughly fucked out, yet still craving more.

for hours, lewd sounds had filled the bedroom; a symphony of your loud moans tied with his deep, low groans, all paired together by the sloppy sound of his hips smacking against yours. your eyes were clamped shut from the neverending pleasure, but you found yourself wanting—no, needing more. keigo shared your desire, blissfully obliging each time you'd whine out a 'more, please'. his cum had mixed with yours, more of it dripping from inside your cunt to the bedsheets with each of the male's brutal thrusts.

"we've been going all night, how are you still horny?" keigo huskily groaned into your ear, smirk tugging at his lips as his hips pistoned back and forth, cock stretching your walls out each time, a delicious squelch sound coming from the friction. you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a sloppy, disheveled kiss. you babbled some unintelligible words into his lips, the only recognizable syllables being keigo's name.

"aww, pretty baby, y' mind's barely working, y'need me that bad?" he snickered, hoisting one of your legs over his shoulder to fuck into you deeper, feeding off of your incoherent pleas and whines. you tried to convey how close you were getting to your orgasm, but simply couldn't; the overstimulating pleasure was far too great. your back arched off of the bed as you moaned and screamed for him, legs quivering as his thick cock sent you past your limit for a countless time, wails of his name being the only thing you could produce.

your walls clenched around keigo's cock again, a feeling which he couldn't get over no matter how many times he'd already felt it that night—and, much like the previous times, it spurred his own orgasm. with a low, smooth grunt of your name, the male took one last deep, impactful thrust, spilling his seed inside of you one last time.

pulling out, keigo admired the mess he'd made of you; hazy, barely able to form a sentence, with his cum spilling from your pussy and pooling onto the bedsheets. "i love you, babybird."

Educated

HELLO EVERYONE I AM STILL VERY MUCH ON A HIATUS!! butttt I’ll very hesitantly be here trying to answer inboxes, do some drabbles, etc. Please take this very crappy and sloppy fic as an apology for being gone hehe rip

TW: noncon, bullying, abuse of power, language, manipulating, groping

Pairing: Yandere hawks x f reader

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Uhm

...Could you do a Hawks(BNHA)request? I hate asking cuz he's not on your list but..

Anyway! Hawks x reader, where reader falls asleep on hawks, but has a nightmare and grab hawks' wings while sleeping?

-Shuu

Awh it's okay! Had to do some research for this one lol

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 <3

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𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬

His wings had always been somewhat sensitive. Even the slightest breeze ruffling soft, scarlet feathers could send shivers down his spine on a bad day.

It had always been a problem when he was growing up, trying to become a hero despite the oversensitive appendages that made it all possible. It wasn't like that all the time though, and some sensations were quite pleasant to the touch.

For example, your hands. Soft and delicate, they were always careful not to grip too hard or pull on them.

It's not like the entirety of his wings were so sensitive, however. Only certain spots of feathered skin would twitch when bothered. For example, when you would touch certain spots, like where the wing connects to his shoulder blade seamlessly, the entire appendage would flutter and twitch instinctively in response.

This was the case when you ended up falling asleep on him.

-

You've been suffering from crappy sleep for the past few nights now, and in short, it's driven you just a little bit mad. Bad dreams haunt your sleep and cling to your memory throughout the day, dancing in the foreground of your mind as the continuous sleep deprivation drives your sense of paranoia through the roof.

Even when sleeping cuddled up to your boyfriend in a soft set of freshly washed blankets, tonight is no exception.

You toss and turn in bed, disturbing the blonde from his light sleep and at first he wonders if you're awake, and what you're having so much trouble with. As you suddenly whimper and grab onto the wing that was cuccooned around him he had to bite back a startled yell, a shiver jolting electric cold up and down his spine at the very sudden, and very rough touch.

He's not hurt, by any means - just shivery while he wraps his arms around you and pulls you into a secure hold, his wing flicking slightly to coax your hand into a slightly more comforting position. It's torture watching you suffer like this when he's so close, but he's helpless. You need the sleep, so he's left with no other option than to comfort you, and hope that it translates through to your dreams.

Warmth encases your body when Keigo's wings wrap around you in a hug so close and safe, and it's almost some kind of miracle in his eyes when he finally sees you relax. You've just been so exhausted lately, all he's wanted to do is rock you to sleep until you felt better, and now he can do just that.

The nightmares start to recede at the firm touch on your hair, petting it and pulling your head so close to his chest that you can feel his heartbeat, the soft thump repeating in your mind until dawn.

Expecting: Life with their Pregnant Partner

Featuring Aizawa, Fatgum and Hawks

Aizawa x pregnant GN! Reader; Fatgum x pregnant GN! Reader; Hawks x Pregnant GN! Reader

Warnings: fluff, reader being a little reckless

AN: I was reading through my google docs and found these 😄 absolutely zero clue when I wrote these. Honestly love that for me.

Aizawa

"YN what the hell are you doing?" Shota shouts as he walks in, seeing his heavily pregnant partner perched along the baseboards of class 1-A's dorm floors.

"Shota! Just in time, I need you to change my water bucket. Look how dirty these baseboards are! Can you believe that?" you say, smiling at your husband as you go back to dipping the cloth in the bucket and wiping the soaking cloth along the now sparking boards.

"YN, seriously? I can't leave you alone can I?” He says going to help you up from the ground, fussing over you as you stand.

"You know the doctor said to rest right? I mean you and I were both at the last appointment. I'm pretty sure I heard him say that about 15 times,” he says, looking at you with a scowl as you roll your eyes in response.

"I'll have you know I did rest sweetheart. But then Miydoria came in and asked if I wanted a snack. So I said 'yes let me help you' so then I got up. I walked to the kitchen and noticed some dirt on the floor. So I got the broom out. Then I swept the dirt and noticed a scuff on the baseboards and well we can't have a scuff so I went and got a bucket. Then one scuff turned into two and then three and then five,” you say gesturing to the floor boards.

“YN seriously,” your husband said, crossing his arms over his large chest.

"You really want our baby to be born with filthy floor boards Shota?" You say, crossing your arms and waiting for your husband's reply.

"YN the baby isn't going to be studying the floor boards when they arrive. Plus I think you should be worried about more important things like, and maybe I'm just being dramatic here, but oh I don't know labor perhaps?" Shota says escorting you to the nearest coach the rest. You scoff at your husband once more as Midoriya, Bakugo, Kirishima and Todoroki walk in.

"I'm going to need you all to watch YN for me,” Shota says standing up and walking towards his students

"Excuse me? I'm very capable!” you shout, shocked at your husband's words to his students.

"YN I have a patrol tonight. There is no way I'm leaving you to your own devices. You'll probably end up repainting the whole common area,”he says looking at you.

"Didn't you already by paint YN?” Todoroki says before you quickly interject

"Well would you look at the time! Come on boys, let's go start dinner,” you say waddling towards the teens

"YN you have got to be kidding me right now?!?” Shota says rubbing his temples

"Have a great night love!” you say pushing the boys towards the doors.

Fatgum

"YN I'm home my love",” Taishiro shouts. The apartment smells amazing and he is starving. After a long night fighting crimes and arresting villains, Taishiro only wants two things.

To have a good meal and to see his beautiful partner.

"In here my love! I'm just finishing supper,” you shout as you wipe your hands on your apron.

Taishiro stoped and looked at you. His beautiful partner, pregnant with his baby and making him his favorite meal.

"Honestly I could get use to seeing you pregnant for the rest of my life YN,” Taishiro says pulling you into a hug and kissing your forehead lightly.

You giggle and pat his stomach as you head back towards the stove to stir your vegetables.

"Lets get this one out first and then we will talk,” you say rubbing your belly as your stir the food and grab plates.

"Busy day my love?" He asks, washing his hands and sitting at the table.

"I went by the new fish market today and grabbed a huge variety! Then I went to the farmers market and got these and some fresh produce,” you say pointing to the freshly cut bouquet of sunflowers sitting on the table.

"YN I thought the doctor told you to stay away from fish,” he says worryingly.

"Love I can eat some cooked fish but I mostly got it for you! I've been watching this cooking show I wrote down some awesome recipes to try!” you say plating Taishiro's food and setting it in front of him

"Baby you should be resting during the day,” Taishiro says scolding you

You look at him, deadpan. "Babe I literally sit on the coach and write down recipes. I'm not running a marathon," you say rolling your eyes.

"I just worry about you YN. You do so much for me and I want you and the baby to be healthy,” Taishiro says, grabbing your hands and pulling you close.

You smile at your husband and give him a soft kiss. "Taishiro, you have Kirishima and Tamaki check on me at least twice a day when you are at work. Plus you text me every hour. Aizawa even came by last week to make sure I didn't need a snack. I'm well taken care of love!” you say smiling at your husband as he smiles back.

"Ok YN,” Taishiro says smiling as he grabs his fork and begins to eat.

"I did lug the groceries up the 5 flights of stairs today tho,” you say resting your hips against the back of the counter and smiling at your husband as he chokes on his food, quickly reaching for his water.

"YN seriously?!" Taishiro says clearing his throat as his eyes widen on you

"I'm joking babe," you say smiling. Taishiro breathes out a sigh of relief as he goes to take another bite.

"It was only four flights," you say laughing as you walk out of the room, leaving your husband hanging, fork halfway to his mouth.

Hawks

Hawks walks into his apartment to hear music coming from down the hallway. He smiles as he sets his keys down, removing his goggles, headset, boots and coat before heading to see you.

He knows you’re in the baby's room. That's where you've been for the past few days. Your nesting has kicked into full gear as you prepare for the arrival of your baby any day now.

What Hawks doesn't expect is to see you singing 5 feet above the ground, as you balance atop a ladder pounding a nail into the wall.

"Holy crap YN!" He yells as he goes to steady you and you smile down at him.

"Hey baby! So glad your home safe! How was your night?" You say smiling down at your husband

"YN what in the hell are you doing? Get down from there!" Hawks growls as your roll your eyes, setting the hammer on top of the ladder and climbing down.

"Ok I'm down here now what?" you say looking percuriously at your husband.

"Well for one, no more ladder,” Hawks says grabbing the ladder and folding it up, hauling it out of the babies room.

You sigh and follow your husband as he puts the ladder away.

"Keigo I have things to do!” you say your hands now on your hips as your husband glares at you.

"Do I need to put a lock on this door YN? Because I absolutely will!” he says narrowing his eyes at you.

"Keigo the baby is coming and their room isn't finished!" You say pouting and stomping your feet.

You husband sighs and rolls his eyes, walking up to you and pulling you into a hug. He knows how stressed you've been about your babies arrival.

"YN the baby isn't even going to be sleeping in their room remember? You have time love," Hawks says nuzzling your nose.

"Keigo first impressions are everything! And I want to give the baby a tour when we bring them home. And that includes their FINISHED room!" you say with emphasis, throwing your hands in the air.

Keigo looks at your, trying not to laugh at your pure ridiculousness.

"I'll tell you what YN. How about this weekend we do the finishing touches together?" He says as he notices your mood perk up at the suggestion.

"Babe that would be so awesome!" You answer gleefully.

"I mean I have to put the crib, swing and rocker together anyways. Might as well do it all,” he says as he notices your eyes widen and you look away from him.

"YN-"

“Ok so I may have accidently out the swing together,” you say, grinning at your husband.

Hawks sighs, his hand doing to his head, "what in the world am I going to do with you?"

Dad/Family headconons

Masterlist

Aizawa, Taishiro, Toshinori, Sir Nighteye, and Hawks

Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead

Despite him being that kind of nonchalant, I don’t give a shit about anything kind of person.....he’s a family guy

Loves kids

He just wants you to have a huge army of kids following alongside you hand in hand to visit him at work.

Looks forward to being able to relate to someone else with his quirk

Doesn’t care if they are all girls, all boys, a mixture of both, or even fostering or adopting, he’s for everything

Was kind of afraid to open up about that side of himself when you two got married, but you are all for it too

Feels that he can handle it with your help thanks to having some experience with dealing with his students

Is slapped in the face with shock when you two have your first 2 or 3 kids because infants are, you guessed it, nothing like teens who are all emotional about becoming a prohero

Guess he would be prepared for whenever they would get to their teenage years

Except for periods because he didn’t know anything about them but he’ll probably take the time to learn about it from you

Still happy over his growing army though

Still loves the chaos of it all, plus it’s good to have Aizawa to control their quirks when they start to develop

The chaos also reminds him of his own time in school with his few friends he had....they were always so vibrant and loud unlike him and he kind of envied it (secretly)

Yamada and Kayama (Present Mic and Midnight) loves to visit his little army and spoil them with toys and snacks even if Aizawa disapproved of it

You helped hand out the toys and snacks.....Aizawa could suck it up

Napping piles are normal in this household, so don’t be freaked when you see all of your children curled up or around Aizawa under a pillow fort in the living room.

It breaks his heart everytime though when his kids beg to take a stray cat home and he has to say no....but he’ll end up going back on patrol to feed it and then probably cave in and bring it home anyway

He’ll just shrug off his children’s accusations of him being a ‘hypocrite’ for saying no to their pleas earlier and say something like ‘Well I said you couldn’t do it, nothing about me though’

The tea parties are lit and he’ll crush anyone at a video game

Taishiro Toyomistu/Fatgum

Really never thought about having his own kids until meeting Kirishima and Tamaki

Life was changed FOREVER since meeting them, now he would like to have his own family

It was kind of confusing to finally have the talk of having kids a couple of years into your marriage, but your views on having kids were changed too after meeting the two UA students

He let you on thinking just one or two kids were great, but you didn’t know if you should have been surprised that you were in the hospital room pushing out your 5th child

It was kind of funny to see Taishiro freaking out even if it was his 5th time next to you in labor

Your kids were so use to it they just sat out in the hallway doing their schoolwork or playing games on their iPads as Kirishima and Tamaki watched over them (your labor would always catch them while they were out on patrol)

I picture that all his kids are girls

He uses the excuse “just one more kid, maybe this time it’ll be a boy”, It’s NEVER a boy

I feel that he’s the dad to sneak home McDonald’s fries or ice cream to his kids despite you not liking it

Will take the blame when you catch one of your daughters munching on fries on the way back to her room (daughters will also try to take the blame, but how the heck could girls 13 and younger sneak out all the way to McDonalds)

He’ll also get all his daughters together to bake a cake and also decorate it. The creativity shown by his daughters will always amaze him.

He and his daughters would even clean up the kitchen together...mostly so that you wouldn’t get mad upon seeing the kitchen as a disaster

Gets way into watching Barbie’s Life in the Dream House and secretly really loves our queen Raquelle

All Might/Toshinori Yagi

Just wants one little girl

To spoil her ROTTEN!

Seeing his friend David Sheild’s daughter Melissa grow up and look so happy always made him envious. Young Midoriya also played a huge role in his desire for at least one kid

One child was enough for the two of you and thankfully your first and only child was a girl

Gran Torino will also spoil her rotten along with Sir Nighteye

Will not be embarrassed to be caught sprawled out on the ground with your daughter playing with dolls

He’s actually quite proud of the fact that he doesn’t mind getting down and dirty when it comes to playing with ‘girly’ things with his young daughter unlike other dads

Loves to play Studio Ghibli movies for your daughter.....but Yagi is way more into it

I say this because Toshinori will try to hide his tears while watching My Neighbor Totoro as your daughter is fast asleep on his lap.

He will also sneak in a rated pg-13 hero movie from the United States in when your gone too....and then he’ll act surprise when your daughter would repeat the fowl language she heard in the movie

He would and WILL spend hours on YouTube to learn how to braid hair and put bows in and ribbons

He would bring her to work a lot too to see class 1A in action

Daughter will forever be his ‘baby’, so he HATES the thought of her starting to date and get married.

So when she admitted that the boy ‘Todoroki’ in his class was handsome while heading home one day from his work, he swore off boys....

He wasn’t surprised though, she was always managing to get Todoroki to hold her hand while Toshinori would have class 1A doing scenarios in teams and showing off her hair to him and asking if he noticed anything different.

Todoroki is a good sport, he held her hand and always complimented her hair...

Yeah she was mad at Toshinori and you made him unswear off boys, especially Todoroki

Brings your daughter to work just to brag about how he did her hair to EVERYONE

Mirai Sasaki/Sir Nighteye

Eh....he didn’t want kids, never had the desire tbh

Though something about UA students’ charming personalities making these heroes want families. Mirio got him thinking one kid couldn’t be so bad

You were shocked when he asked to have a kid, but you agreed....after discussing it for awhile to make sure he wanted this

I picture him having one cute, little shy boy

Like the cute little boy with glasses who wears those cute shorts with a bug related shirt that just wants to search for roly-poly in the dirt and grass in the back yard

Very quiet and a bit shy around new people, but is literally the most polite little boy in the WORLD

Nighteye will use his quirk on his son when out looking for bugs to just see if he missed something in the grass or dirt, but that’s as far as he’ll use it

The reason why Nighteye thinks he’s so funny is because your son (and you of course along with mirio) are the only ones who laugh at his jokes, especially your son

Your son finds ANYTHING his dad says or does hilarious. His dad made a gasp of excitement along side his son upon finding a millipede? Instant laughter will follow

Those bouts of laughter from his son is the best feeling in the world to him

Tried to make your son an expert on All Might, but gave up when he came to his conclusion that your son just wasn’t into it.

It was kind of weird at first to find out his son was just simply NOT into heroes, but now he just loves the fact that his son likes what he likes and doesn’t let himself get swayed by others, even his own mom and dad

If you can’t make his little boy, his pride and joy, laugh? Sorry, but don’t talk to Nighteye or his son ever again

He will sit and listen to his little boy go on and on and on and ON about anything and never get bored (or show it). He will sit and listen intently about the cool facts about the bug he found or a plant.

He’d even listen to the longest explanation about a tiny little squiggle on a piece of paper that he drew on if it was being told by his little boy.

Will even put a meeting on hold just to answer a FaceTime from his son from your phone just to listen to him talk about a leaf he made a pressing of....and will sit there with the volume all the way up on his phone too so the others in the room can hear as well.

Will spend all night pinning bugs to a board to frame and label just for your son

Keigo Takami/Hawks

He didn’t even want to date tbh

Though when he met you? The cliche ‘love at first sight’ happened and soon the two of you were married pretty quickly and boy was he a happy man

He didn’t really even want kids either. He just didn’t want to have kids and somehow they end up with a childhood like his that’s not the greatest or most normal, plus he was happy with the little domestic life with you.

But then IT happened. You know, when a mommy and daddy love each other very much and poof, a baby? Yeah....

He was TERRIFIED, but once your first child came into the world, a new sense of happiness sparked within him, like his own eyes opened for the first time to the world

This happened twice more, ending up with his happy family consisting of you, his two boys, and his little girl.

He’s the kind of dad to have his wallet FILLED with pictures of his kids and you. He will shamelessly show them off to fans while on patrol and also to Endeavor....even if he’s seen them a trillion times. Also his office is filled with framed pictures too

He also gets in trouble a lot along with his two boys for playing to rough and loudly within the house by you, especially for flying and being too competitive with video games and ANY activity he would take part in with them.

What can he say? His sons were like the best friends he was never able to have as a kid, he wanted to take in the beauties of having an energetic family

He doesn’t play favorites, but when it comes to his little girl? Sometimes he’ll catch a feeling of her feeling like she’s the odd one out when it comes to her two older brothers and he can relate to that feeling.

So he’ll set aside some dad and daughter time to do the things she likes, like read, color, and draw

He would even let her do his hair with tiny braids and color pieces of clip in hair and many butterfly clips. Keigo would also then wear it out proudly on patrol and check his reflection MULTIPLE times to make sure everything was in place.

He would then shout to the press and paparazzi that his daughter did his hair, showing it off in the process

When the picture would come out with the headliner ‘Hawks’ New Look Thanks to Daughter’ for the news the next day, the look of pride and awe on your daughters face upon looking at the front cover of the magazines and newspapers at the store you and his family would shop at would absolutely melt his heart melt

He’s the first one to pull back the covers to let his children climb in when scared by a thunderstorm or the spooky shadow in their room even if they may be getting ‘too old’ to be doing that...according to Endeavor however, so that information might be wrong

Bribes his kids not to tell you that he entered the house through the window and not the front door

Dadmas Day 1: New Baby

pairing: Hawks/Keigo Takami x f!reader

word count: 1.5k

warnings: a little bit of new parent anxiety mentioned, but that's about it. all fluff <3 also your baby has wings.

notes: he would be the best dad and no one can tell me different <3 scared out of his mind, I'm sure, but so, SO good to you and your little baby :(

Being married to the fastest man around certainly comes with it’s fair share of perks, especially when you’re a new parent.

You hear the warbled cry over the video monitor and it wakes you from your much needed slumber. You'd only just gotten back to sleep and you need so much more rest, but you know that you’re not likely to get it. Not with a 10 week old. Not when your husband works the hours that he does.

He didn't want to have to go back to work so soon. He tried and he tried to stay away, so that he could be home with you for the first few months, but the Commission isn't exactly an organization that he can say no to. You were just grateful that you got the couple of months with him that you did have.

The past couple weeks have been an adjustment period for everyone in your precious little family, but you were all managing. You know he worries himself sick about you both when he's on duty and you can only imagine how tired he must be by the time he arrives home, but he always insists on taking over and letting you get some rest.

You rise from the bed, wiping the sleep from your eyes as you shuffle into your slippers to head down the hall, already looking forward to Keigo breezing in through the door to usher you towards the couch for a breather.

You silently hope that maybe, just maybe, your son will fall back to sleep on his own. Maybe you can head back to bed right now and get just a few more minutes of sleep.

To your surprise, the baby does fall quiet. His whine tapers off and you hear him coo oh so quietly. It must be a miracle, you think to yourself.

But then a wave of panic hits you. That nagging thought that always pops up unwelcome in your brain: what if he's quiet, because something happened?

Trying to fight combat the negative thoughts, you tell yourself that he's fine. He must be learning to soothe himself. That's a good thing! There's no need to worry and you certainly don't want to wake him if that's the case.

Still, you scurry back to nab the monitor from your bedroom, turning it on with hopes that you'd be able to see his tiny little chest moving up and down. Maybe catch one of his adorably petite wings twitching in his sleep. Something, anything.

Full blown panic sets in when the monitor powers on and you see nothing. Just an empty crib.

Your heart skips a beat and you almost drop the monitor as you go to take off, but then you hear it.

"Yeah, you're okay, little guy," you hear your husband coo, just barely catching a glimpse of his wing before he strolls back in front of the camera, gently rocking your baby boy back to sleep.

"Mommy needs her sleep, y'know. I think between the two of us, we're gonna end up driving her crazy one day, so let's at least let her get some rest, yeah?" He continues whispering to the child as he paces about the room. "You need sleep too, so you can keep growing, though I can't believe how big you are already."

You clap a hand over your chest, tears welling in your eyes as your heart swells. Maybe the influx of hormones or the delirium of not getting any rest had something to do with the onslaught of tears that begin trickling freely over your cheeks, but it mostly had to do with thr fact that you married such a good man.

He wasn't convinced that he'd be a good dad, despite how badly he wanted kids. He was terrified that maybe he'd end up like one of his parents, despite how you assured him that you knew that would never happen. He was too pure of a soul to let it.

Still, for all your reassurances, he never really believed he'd be great at this, but right now you were seeing the proof. You could only hope that he was able to see it too.

How could he think he was anything less than a great father so far? Even on nights when it seemed like your son would never stop crying, he remained calm enough for the both of you. He was always doing more than his fair share, saying that he had plenty to make up for, since you're the one who had to suffer through labor. Even before the baby was born, he'd surprised you one day by filling the nursery with ay and every little thing you'd mentioned wanting for it. He took the weekend off to make sure that everything was just right for your little one before they even came home.

And here he was, swooping into the nursery—even though he was supposed to be on patrol—to soothe the fussing infant, so that you could get a modicum of more sleep.

You set the monitor back down and travel down the hall to slowly and quietly swing the nursery door open. Keigo freezes in his tracks, though he keeps rocking the baby while he stares at you as if he'd just been caught redhanded.

"I had the monitor app open and I know that you'd only just put him down," he stars explaining, speaking quickly and quietly as he starts shifting his weight from one foot to another. "I was close, so I figured I'd just pop in and take care of it, so you wouldn't have to get up."

"Baby, do you think I'm upset with you or something?" You laugh, though the sound is barely audible.

You're aiming to stay quiet as you approach so that the baby who's nodding off in his arms continues drifting off to sleep. A warm smile tugs at your lips as you look down at the cherubic figure all bundled up in his strong arms. The little wings definitely help him look even more like an angel. Getting a baby swaddled while having to mind said wings is a bit of a chore, but it's worth it to see them the plush crimson feathers ruffling as his eyes close and he lets out the tiniest, cutest yawn you've ever heard.

Keigo's also briefly distracted by the noise and you catch the look on his face when he glances down at your little bundle of joy. You've seen the way he smiles at you. How soft and warm and full of radiance that smile is, but still, that's nothing compared to how he looks at the little miracle that you'd made together. It makes your heart swell with pride all over again.

"No. I mean—," he shrugs, looking a little helpess in a very cute and adorably sincere way as he peeks over at you before carefully laying your son back down in his crib. "I don't want you to think that I don't think you can handle this or something like that."

"Baby, it's okay," you say softly, taking another step closer to wrap your arms around him from behind and gently nuzzle your face between his wings. "I know that you don't think that. I know that you're just doing everything you can for us and I can't even begin to tell you how much I appreciate it."

He smiles to himself, looking down at his slumbering son as he folds his arms over yours, just enjoying your embrace for a moment.

"You both deserve nothing but the best. I really don't mind rushing back home for a few if it means you get another hour or sleep. You deserve it," he whispers, giving your arm a squeeze before he steps away to turn and pull you into his arms.

"And that's exactly why I will never stop telling you what a great dad you are," you reply, smiling softly as you drape your arms around his neck to pull him into a kiss. "Pretty good husband too."

It's dark in the room, but you can feel the heat rising in his neck to flood his face as you start walking backwards to guide him out of the nursery.

"Just doin' my best," he murmurs, mirror your smile as he sends a feather off to close the door behind you once you step out into the hall.

"Well," you say as you begin to walk your fingers along his pecs. "Since I am already awake and you're here..do you have some time?"

His eyebrows raise, hands slipping to your hips as he brings them flush against his own. "I think I can make some time. If you're sure you don't wanna just head back to bed," he adds sincerely, checking your expression to make sure.

"You two are worth losin' sleep for," you whisper, smiling as you lean in to press your lips to his again as you tug him into the bedroom.

hiiii! ♡♡ i hope ur doing well (≧◡≦) ( i have a request if it's okay. may i have headcanons with hawks and a civilian reader who is veryyyyy affectionate? like, the reader loves hugging him, planting kisses on his cheeks and forehead, calling hawks with "sweetheart, darling, my pretty bird", asking about his day, stuff like that. uhm, actually i just want to see hawks showered in love like he deserves heheh (≧◡≦) ♡ thank youuuu!! ♡♡♡♡

a/n: I love wholesome requests like this!! 😭

Hawks with a very affectionate s/o

This dude is READY to race home when he’s done with work, he loves the affection you give him when he arrives home to you. Once he walks through the door you’re already there kissing his cheeks and asking him how his day was, he could literally just melt into your touch right now if he could. He doesn’t even want dinner he just wants to cuddle with you, he likes laying his head down on your chest as you gently brush his hair. If you touch his wings he will literally just sigh happily into your chest, some of his feathers puffing up at your affection.

Absolutely loves the names you call him, especially when you call him your pretty bird while planting kisses on his forehead. Brags about it to endeavor like “yeah my s/o calls me their pretty bird and they don’t ever lie” you BOOST this man’s ego, also brags about having a super affectionate s/o to any pro-hero. Yeah his fans will say that he’s amazing and etc, but it is way more meaningful when you say it to him. Every word you say to him and moment you two spend together he holds them very dearly, even while fighting against a villain he’ll always remember what you said to him. So if any villain wanted to hurl insults to him he can quickly block it out and remember what you said to him beforehand, that’s why whenever news reporters ask him what his motivation is he’ll tell them it’s someone who gives him encouragement (aka you)

Whenever Hawks is around you he feels like he can finally let his guard down, he’s dealing with a lot at the moment. So when he comes back home to you he feels like he doesn’t need to be Hawks the second ranked hero, he can just be Keigo. He can just go long hours cuddling into your chest and listening to your heartbeat, it almost soothes him to sleep as well.

making a house a home

inspired by this post *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

pairing: hawks x gn!reader

wc: 1.3k

There’s a loneliness that clings to every surface of Keigo’s apartment. It lingers in the slight dip on one side of the couch and not the other. It stakes its claim in the one chair at his dining table that’s always pulled out while the others remain unoccupied. His bed is much too big, too; cold and empty, and like so many other spots in his home, untouched on one side.

His walls are bare, save for the odd photo here and there; one frame in his bedroom, a few in the hallway, one or two on the wall in the living room. It’s a feeble attempt to prove to himself that there are people in his life, though when he racks his brain, Keigo struggles to conjure the names of anyone he considers a true friend, anyone he considers family. At the end of the day, the pictures scattered about are just that — pictures. His apartment is still empty; his heart still yearns.

Every night, with exhaustion weighing him down and a soreness in his joints, Keigo comes home to near deafening silence, to dark rooms and cold spaces. And every night, despite the ache in his ribs, he calls out a chipper, “Honey, I’m home!” A call he knows will go unanswered, like the final, resolute trill of a species on the verge of extinction.

Everything changes when he meets you.

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do you know this cut dating show where they put two people in a box for 12 hours for a blind date? would you be able to write a drabble about hawks x reader in this setting, i just thought it was cute 😩

❦ 12 HOUR DATE

cw: none, this is fluff

okay so i watched an episode and the only thing i can think of is the box being so god damn small 😭 his wings too big for this got dang box

intro—

"hi, im y/n." you nod your head to the camera, knees tucked up to your chest.

"and i’m hawks," he throws up a casual wave and smile, body mimicking your pose so as not to get into each other’s personal space.

not like that was really an option, what with how small the box is. the first thing hawks does is shake your hand, warm and rough palms clasping yours, before the both of you return to your own corners.

"are we ready?" the producer calls, and you two give a simple nod. "any questions?"

"are my feathers allowed to leave the box?" hawks (thankfully) asks, the red wings brushing against you involuntarily.

"uh, yeah, sure, they can do whatever," is the answer. "alright, three, two, one..."

hour 1–

"i don’t have any siblings." he answers your question. "id like to think i was the best outcome, though."

you breathe out a laugh. "what’s it like being a hero?"

he makes a face, and you can’t help but genuinely giggle.

"that’s too deep a question," he smiles. "next!"

hour 3–

"i wanna—just—like starfish." you say.

"starfish?"

you nod, bent arms lifting to the sides as you attempt to raise a leg, "starfish. it’s so cramped, i need to stretch."

it seems he understands what you’re saying. hawks grabs his jacket and shuffles to the back wall of the box.

"here," he goes, "you take this side, i'll take here; we can stretch out a bit."

it’s not much, but the stretch of your legs as the two of you face each other is a bit relieving. you can even slide your back onto the ground, your legs bending to accommodate. you both attempt to get comfortable, back against the floor and eyes to the ceiling.

"not really a starfish—more like an inchworm." he says this and wiggles his body. you can’t see it, but the foot that nudges you and the sounds he makes erupt a laugh from your throat.

hour 5–

you two are nearly shoulder-to-shoulder, legs stretched towards the camera. hawks’ fingers are picking at the fur lining of his jacket, your own coat stuffed to the side.

"what’s your… favourite kind of… kiss?"

you cock your head, taking note of the pink on his cheeks and his lack of eye contact.

"you mean like..." you couldn’t help wanting to tease him. "cookies and cream?"

he snorts loudly, throwing his jacket in your face out of embarrassment as you cackle and catch it.

"shut up! you know what i mean!" to be dramatic even further, he scoots to the other side of the box, ignoring your laughing.

"i don’t think i do," you admit. "how many kinds of kisses are there?"

"at least—like—two."

thinking about it, you don’t notice that you start folding his jacket; it's thick and warm, perfect for the cold wind he probably flies through every day.

"probably standard forehead kisses." you shrug and place his coat beside yours. "what about you?"

he bites the inside of his cheek slightly, not giving you an answer. after a beat, you raise your eyebrows.

"have you never been kissed before?"

hour 8–

"my name is keigo, by the way." he whispers.

there’s no need to speak loudly; the two of you are lying side by side, bent legs knocking into each other softly as your heads are using his jacket as a pillow.

"keigo…" you test on your tongue. "that’s nice; i like it."

he chuckles halfheartedly and says, "that’s good; i like your name."

"thanks, i got it for my birthday."

the two of you turn your heads to face each other, the proximity not really bugging either of you anymore. your gaze focuses softly on his eyes, admiring the colour and sleepiness in them from a lack of movement.

you hold up your hand, and he smiles before giving you a high-five.

hour 10–

now you’re on your stomachs, your coats used as pillows as you watch outside the box. his feathers are barely visible in the camera, but it can capture your focus as you follow them zoom all around the room. partials of a few bunching together reveal shapes, and keigo’s ramblings about straw houses allow anyone to understand he’s telling the story of the three pigs.

both your faces are filled with content and childlike wonder as you watch the story. arms shift into one another as you point somewhere.

hour 12–

heads are resting on each other’s shoulders, exhaustion apparent on both your faces, and your mouths are silent. all four hands are up as you see if either of you can lower just your pinky.

"my left just won't go down." he mumbles, and you let out a half-hearted ‘that’s what she said’.

he flicks your forehead, and you both laugh.

"it’s gonna be weird leaving here now." he admits. "all of a sudden, you won't be here."

"is this stockholm syndrome?" your hands rest on your lap.

he admits, "maybe."

outro—

"so, how was it?" the producer asks behind the camera.

keigo has his coat on and his wings spread as he gets to stand once again.

"definitely new," he says. "and weird."

"do you think you’ll see them again?"

he shakes his head with a grin. "hell no—never—they were so—"

"—you can get bubble tea by yourself then!" your voice sounds far away from the camera as keigo laughs.

"wait!" he calls as he disappears from the shot, his voice now drowning out as he chases after you offscreen. "i don’t know where the place we’re going to is!"

making a house a home

inspired by this post *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

pairing: hawks x gn!reader

wc: 1.3k

There’s a loneliness that clings to every surface of Keigo’s apartment. It lingers in the slight dip on one side of the couch and not the other. It stakes its claim in the one chair at his dining table that’s always pulled out while the others remain unoccupied. His bed is much too big, too; cold and empty, and like so many other spots in his home, untouched on one side.

His walls are bare, save for the odd photo here and there; one frame in his bedroom, a few in the hallway, one or two on the wall in the living room. It’s a feeble attempt to prove to himself that there are people in his life, though when he racks his brain, Keigo struggles to conjure the names of anyone he considers a true friend, anyone he considers family. At the end of the day, the pictures scattered about are just that — pictures. His apartment is still empty; his heart still yearns.

Every night, with exhaustion weighing him down and a soreness in his joints, Keigo comes home to near deafening silence, to dark rooms and cold spaces. And every night, despite the ache in his ribs, he calls out a chipper, “Honey, I’m home!” A call he knows will go unanswered, like the final, resolute trill of a species on the verge of extinction.

Everything changes when he meets you.

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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.

The lust in his eyes was very noticeable by anyone who tried hard enough to see it.

Keigo was not even trying to hide it either. His sexiness was overbearing and you could feel it from across the room.

"He's looking over here again.." Your friend says unaware of the relationship between you and Keigo. You'd tell her, but because of your jobs it's hard to go public. He's a pro-hero and a double agent while you're an underground hero. The media would go crazy if they knew about you two. There would be a mixture of shock, anger, maybe even respect, but the Hero Commission has advised against going public... strongly.

"Really?" You ask and take a sip of whatever your friend has ordered you. Honestly your attention was lost long ago. Keigo has kept your attention all night.

As an underground hero you'd usually avoid huge social gatherings like these but Keigo convinced you to go. Popular heroes like Endeavor, Best Jeanist, and even Mirko were standing around posing, being interviewed, talking to other heroes, etc. Keigo had noticed your discomfort right away, so being as cheeky as he is he texted you to meet him in a secluded area ten minutes after he walked over there.

When you went over to him the blond started complimenting you. He talked about how pretty you look in your dress, he praised you for doing your hair and makeup, and so on. That was about two hours ago...

"Yeah, I think he wants to fuck you because if those aren't bedroom eyes then I don't know what is." She squeals and wiggles her brows at you.

A real smile invaded your face for maybe the 3rd time tonight. You were being uptight because of the Commission's words. Even though this is a private event, you didn't want to risk it. Keigo clearly didn't care (not surprising at all) because he was openly flirting with you.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by a tap on your shoulder. "May I have a dance with you, beautiful?" Some hero you couldn't bother to remember asks you. Several men and women had already asked something similar which you had kindly turned down.

"I'm good than-" A cheeky arm wrapped around your waist and you began to panic.

"What business do you have with my wife?" Keigo questions and you about have a heart attack.

"Hawks?! Wife... oh my- I'm so sorry. I didn't know." The hero scurries off and you glare at your husband.

You couldn't even get a word in because your friend yells in shock and excitement, "you're married?! To Hawks?!" You hold a finger to your lips and your eyes widen. Its no use though because people are already looking at you and Keigo, whispering things you can't hear.

In seconds there's a TV crew in your face.

"Number two pro hero, Hawks has been secretly married. What is it like being his wife?" Some lady with a mic asks.

Some other guy asks, "How long have you two been married?"

If you were overwhelmed before than you're extremely overwhelmed now.

Your friend looks at you a frown on her face as she tries to apologize for bringing attention over to you two.

Keigo scoops you up bridal style, and flies out of an open window, "Adios, paparazzi~" he says.

When you two get far enough away he lands and sets you down, "darling... i'm so sorry. I just had enough, you were hit on like eight times and it made my stomach drop." He says softly.

You glare at him, "that's no excuse Keigo! I am your wife. Which means I married you, which means I'm not going to be swayed by some random hero asking me out! Do you have any trust in me?!" You shout at him, anger seeping through your tone.

"It's not you baby, its me.. I fear you'll find someone better suited for you..." his voice is small as he speaks.

"Keigo Takami. How long have we been together for?" you ask sternly.

His golden eyes meet yours, "three years."

"Not married, how long have we been together in general?" you ask clearing up your question.

"Oh.. forever." He says with a weak smile.

"Exactly, which means I have no reason to leave you!" A sigh escapes your lips.

You gesture for him to come closer, he does. You cup his face and kiss him softly.

You can tell he wants more from the way he squeezes your hips but you pull back with a lazy smirk.

"You are going to get a fucking earful from the Commission." you say with a dry chuckle.

He pales at your statement.

"Oh shit... they're gonna skin me alive..." he groans.

"Should have thought about that before basically telling all of Japan I'm yours." You say with a shrug.

He scoops you up bridal style again and flies you two home.

"It was totally worth it though." He smirks.

You roll your eyes at him, your husband is something else.

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.

This is my first ever fic in the bnha fandom. I dedicate this fic to @keilemlucent ✨ May not be that good but I hope you at least enjoy it.

(Some Spoilers to the manga)

It’s a bit sad, but has a good ending.

[This is my best attempt at fluff at 3am]

Word count: 1k

You return home to find Hawks in your apartment, sleeping on your bed.

Hawks was currently recovering from some fatal injuries. He was told to stay in the hospital but he kept going against it and so after a while they let him go back home.

That home is You.

He didn’t want to go back into the hospital nor did he want to stay at his apartment, he felt lonely and he now felt strange being in it alone, all he wanted was to bask in your scent, in your presence. You’re no hero, your just a ‘simple’ civilian but to Hawks, you were something else, you make him happy, you bring him peace, you make him feel safe and calm in this vulnerability that he is feeling.

Being with you makes him feel like himself, not Hawks the Number 2 Hero but Takami Keigo, a touch starved man, that all he wants is someone to take care of him for once and to also not judge him for some of his animal instincts.

You knew Hawks was having a hard time yet seeing him look so depressed, having to take medication, having to go to therapy, you hated all of it. You just wanted Keigo, the real Keigo, the one that likes to play pranks on you, the one that likes to surprise you, to bring you shiny things that he finds during his patrols, the one that chirps and coo he does when he’s relaxed or happy.

So you thought of something.

Hawks whenever he thinks you are feeling down, he makes around you a nest. And so, you’ll be doing just that. You have no bird tendencies or are a ‘professional’ like him at making nest but you know a lot from seeing him do them. You start grabbing whatever blankets and soft pillows you could find around in your apartment, bringing them all to your room, where Hawks is resting.

You start to put what you found around him, starting with putting the pillow, making sure that the softest was close to him. Since it was hard to put the blanket all spread out over the pillow you decided to just put them over the pillow being careful that they don’t land on him by accident and wake him up.

Your plan somewhat worked, it wasn’t the best nest and it would have probably have been a bit easier if he wasn’t laying down in the middle of it but nonetheless you felt proud of your nest.

“Hey, how long has it been?” Hawks asked in a groggy voice while stretching his arms and legs. You didn’t expect him to wake up, you thought with the medicine he was to take, that makes him be out most of the time, only seemed to wake up to use the bathroom, eat or when he had to go to therapy and even then he still seemed like he wasn’t conscious at all.

“Uh like... an hour or two.”You said you weren’t so sure yourself how long it has been since you arrived and how long it has been in the making of the nest.

Hawks seemed to have managed to regain more consciousness and looks at what you have been up to. “Is this- Am I in a nest?” He asked, he seemed confused? He was waiting for your answer.

“You are, I made it for you Hawks, for you to feel better.” You said the last part being a whisper, you had something else to say but you decided against it, but it was eating you up from the inside. But you knew he heard you, he looks sad for a moment. He beckoned you to get closer to him, and you decided to get closer to him and sit next to him, you were an arm away from him.

He saw this and got closer to you and placed his head in your lap, hugging your waist. You were a bit skeptical about touching him still, but you wanted to comfort him in any way so you decided to just softly brush his hair, trying not to go anywhere near his forehead as to not touch the bruise there. “You know, I told you previously not to use my name at any time but right now I would like to hear you say it. And you don’t need to be scared to touch me or be close to me, I know I’m pretty beat up and I’m also being somewhat distant but... I won’t refuse your touch, I’ve told you this before.” He said with a sad look. He knew what you thought, he knew you, he knows how worried you have been to be close to him in fear of hurting him by accident.

“I know... it’s just that the fear of causing you more pain is always there and so I have been thinking of ways that I could make you feel better without having to touch in case I touch one of your bruises and so I thoughts of the times I feel in a bad mood and that you make a nest for me to make me feel better and so I thought about making one for you.” You finish, at this point, you thought Keigo would have fallen asleep on you. He always likes it when you softly brush his hair, it never fails to make him fall asleep on you. Yet when you look at him, instead of a knocked out Keigo you find him looking at you with a lazy smile.

“You using all your brain trying to find a way to make me feel better is cute, but it’s gonna hurt you,” Keigo says with an amused look. “I’m always thrilled to know you have been thinking of me, specially now in finding ways to make me happy. All that gives me a good feeling in my heart, the fact that you decided to make a nest, for me- for us, It means something to me. Come here, lay down with me. I wanna hold you.”

And so you comply with his request, laying down next to him, holding each other. You make sure he’s comfortable and him seeing how gentle and careful your being with him made him start cooing and purring, in which you took opportunity and tried to replicate and failed, but still got a good laugh out of him and that made him try to make you do it again.

Even if you believe your efforts aren’t enough, to him all your efforts have been acknowledged and have made this birb the happiest having you there, walk alongside his road to recovery.

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Thank you for reading!

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."