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hollowtakami · 15 days

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Hi! I really like your Hawks fics, I love him so much, it hurts. I want to make a request, if it's fine. How, do you think, will Hawks tell fem reader his real name? I feel like he needs time for it, like a year or something, will he just going to say it randomly amid the conversation or he will prepare himself and reader for it? Thank you in advance!!

hiya anon! tysm for this request!! this was really interesting to write, i can’t tell if it’s an imagines or more of a character study - but i loved writing it nonetheless. thank you for stopping by! ^_^

Hawks might have a silver tongue gifted to him by the Commission, but Keigo Takami is nothing but pyrite.

At least, that’s how he sees himself.

Even before he met you, he always wondered if he was capable of being loved, being the son of Takami The Thief and coming from extreme poverty.

Then, he met you. The most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, breathed life into his dead heart. You were on his mind constantly; the sweetness of your voice, the softness of your hair - god, how he wanted to run his hands through your hair and hold you.

It took him a while to ask you out, simply because of his low self-esteem. He feared that you could do better, but he also feared that the ‘better’ would come and steal you from him.

The only thing was - you knew him as Hawks. Hawks, one of Japan’s top heroes. The suave bachelor with wings redder than the faces of his admirers every time he soared into view.

He was afraid you wouldn’t accept Keigo. He was nothing compared to Hawks. Still, he would rather lose his wings than lose his girl.

He asks you out rather suddenly, calling you in the early morning. You could tell he’d been up, pacing his room as his mind paced around his skull at the thought of asking you to be his girlfriend.

You’d accepted, of course. You loved him, you just didn’t know there was more of him under all his feathers.

A year into your relationship, you couldn’t ignore that it seemed as though Keigo was hiding something.

He was almost on autopilot, distant from everyone, from you. It hurt, especially since you had no idea why.

So, you confronted him. You sit down on the edge of the bed in your shared apartment, fear glazed over your eyes.

When you ask if he was hiding something, Keigo’s heart sinks. He knew it was time. He couldn’t lose you, he loved you more than he loved himself. You were his girl, and nobody else’s.

“My name…is Keigo Takami.”

You were visibly confused, Keigo desperate to read you for any signs of abandonment. Then, it clicked.

Hawks was yours, but Keigo always had been. He had just been waiting for the right time to unfurl his wings, show himself to you.

After a hard conversation for the both of you, he’d explained everything and completely opened himself up to you. It was the most vulnerable you’d ever seen him in your time together, feathers sharpened, more on edge than he was. Hardly making eye contact and messing with his hair, he fumbled through his story.

And you hung on to every word. You were his, he was yours. Keigo was yours. Hawks was just a part of him, not who he really was.

Hawks was pyrite. Keigo was gold.

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nightfall-kachiniko · 8 months

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your eyes fluttered as you awoken to the dim light in your room. The only sound in the house was the fans white noise as it spun around and around all night. You cuddle closer into your bed, shutting your eyes as murmurs escape your mouth. You could tell it was the early hours of the morning, or should I say late hours of the night by the silence that filled the room. Your arms reached to your boyfriends bed side, trying to hold onto him for any comfort to soothe you back to sleep, only to be met by covers filling your palms instead. Your eyes open again in realization, fully sitting up to see the empty spot where your boyfriend was suppose to be.

“Kei..?” You call out, looking around the room for him. No one’s here besides you. Your thoughts say back in response. “Keigo?” Your sleepy voice says once again, only to be met by silence.

you cuddle back down into your bed, your eyes falling in exhaustion and a slight bit of disappointment. He must’ve gone home.. you think to yourself.

The night felt long, and quiet, almost as if you were the only one in the town. For japans usual busy traffic, tonight had to be the most calmest. your beautiful eyes shut, as your hands laid at your side, blankets covering you comfortably. You slowly faded in and out of rest.

The crinkle of the covers awakens you alongside the feeling of a gentle pressure wrapping along your waist.

“hey..” a soft voice called out, his hand brushing the hair out of your face as your eyes fluttered, waking you out of your rest. “were you calling me?”

“Kei..?” Your tired voice says, finally recognizing the soft figure standing above you. “I thought you went home?”

He shook his head gently as a soft smile appeared on his face. “just got water.” he whispered.

You exchange back the soft smile as he kisses your forehead. “you okay?” He softly asks.

“Yeah I was just wondering where you were.” He nodded, placing his water down next to the bedside table.

“Nah I wouldn’t leave you like that.” He winked as his scratchy voice managed to tease in your ear, still being as quirky as ever even when he just woke up.

“You can go back to sleep doll, we don’t have to be up until another few hours.” He said, tucking the covers over you.

“What about you?” You asked gently.

“Don’t worry honey, I’ll stay.”

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takami-takami · 11 months

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I Think I Love You.

includes— hawks x reader. minors dni. fluff.

warnings— gn!reader. keigo is in denial. tooth rotting fluff.

It takes Keigo eons to realize that he loves you.

As intelligent as he is, for every intuitive observation that turns the tides of his hero missions, he isn't the best at analyzing his own feelings. He prefers to put his emotions in a box, to scribble a smile on the lid, lock it with the heaviest brass he can find, and call it a day.

He's handling everything perfectly, thank you very much.

But when he tries to put his friendship with you in that box, you keep opening the damn lid. You keep crawling out, perching yourself on top and blinking up at him. Frustrated, he attempts to shove you back down with frantic hands, using all his weight; but for the first time in his life, it just isn't working quite as it used to.

So after months of coughing and telling himself his chest aches around you because you're such good friends, of explaining he's obsessed with you like you're a goddamn love interest in a movie because you're just so platonically compatible, of practically scribbling your name in his notepad with little hearts around it during commission board meetings, he finally flops face first on his bed and groans.

He's got a crush.

Are crushes supposed to make you think about owning a cozy cabin somewhere quiet together, where he can listen to your breathing without any distractions? Do other men fantasize about what they'd write for their wedding vows at some flower-adorned, ivory altar when they think about their crushes? He hopes they do. Maybe then, he could write this stupid tightness in his chest away as some childish, grade-school crush. That's a lot easier to deal with than love.

Yeah, this is a crush. Everybody gets those, right? He can work with that.

It comes to a boiling point on a too-quiet Saturday evening. You're practically sitting in his lap as you watch some television show he's just a bit too distracted to follow. It's not weird that his arms wrap themselves around your front, and it's not weird that his chin finds its resting place on your right shoulder.

"Oh my god, I love this actor," you nestle back against him snugly. "He's so cute, it's not even fair."

Keigo's jaw clenches.

"Hmm. I don't see it."

Narrowing his eyes, he tries to soothe himself by analyzing the wretched actor's features. He already knows your type— he knows you so well, better than anyone could ever hope to, he seethes— but it helps to remind himself. He's blonde, lithe yet muscular, with a patch of stubble to boot.

Keigo does it better. His arms tighten around you as he places a platonic kiss on your shoulder to ground himself.

The next day, he decides to pick up an extra early patrol shift. He won't be sleeping, anyway.

If Saturday's the boiling point of the kettle that is his emotions, then Sunday's the fever pitch. The screeching whistle becomes impossible to ignore.

You slept over at his place that night— which is, again, not weird in the slightest— so he's greeted by the sight of you when he walks through the doors of his dimly lit bedroom after work.

But this time, it's not a comforting sight. His heart rate slams suddenly, nearly knocking him to his knees.

You're fussing over your appearance in the mirror, putting together the finishing touches on your look for the gala Keigo (should not have) invited you to tonight. Your jewelry clinks with your movements, echoing off the walls of his head and knocking each thought out somewhere he can't reach.

When you turn to meet his gaze, you don't mention the way his mouth is hanging open ever so slightly.

"Oh! You gonna get ready soon? We have to leave in—"

"Can I kiss you?"

The words spill from his lips before he even has a chance to cover them with his hands, to shove them back down his throat. The bubbles of regret start to well up in him, thrums of panic making him scramble to take it back. He shouldn't, he really shouldn't, this isn't, he's not meant for, you're too—

You throw your arms over his shoulders as you honest to god laugh.

His hitched "mmph" when you plant your lips against him melts your heart. Shaky palms find their place against your hips, finally having the permission they've begged for all this time.

"Fucking finally," you sigh.

#hes so cuteee #felt fluffy today #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #bnha x reader #🖋 writing #🍧 sugar #hawks imagine #mha imagines #bnha imagines #keigo takami comfort #hawks comfort

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houseoftulips · 11 months

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A Kiss of Forgiveness | K. Takemi/Hawks ~ the one where you seal your forgiveness with a kiss

─➭ pairing: hawks/takemi keigo x fem reader

─➭ mentions of: normal relationship arguments, angst but nothing heavy, fluffy ending, reader is implied to be shorter than him, not proofread because i did this in one sitting

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Some would think it’s childish or others would think it’s adorable and romantic to seal your forgiveness with a kiss. It’s something that just happened to be a thing you and your husband, Keigo.

It first happened in the beginning of your relationship with the young hero way before you guys got married. A villain attack had happened in the city and the news had been given false information about keigo’s whereabouts during the fight. This, sparking rumors of him being dead under all the aftermath of the fight.

So you called him, over and over and over again. There’s no answer from him. It only went straight to voicemail.

After five long hours of being in the dark, he came back with bumps and bruises, thankfully. But what started the argument was how nonchalant he was coming back to his apartment where you were frantically waiting for him. He nearly had a deadpanned expression on his face as he stood in front of you with a distressed look on your face.

The asshole had the audacity to ask, “What’s wrong?” like the ass he’s acting like in the moment. (in your eyes)

Since you were so frustrated with his obliviousness, you started yelling at him and asking him what happened or why wasn’t he answering his phone? And being caught off guard by your sudden yelling, he went off too. Saying how it was unfair to him that you cornered him like that out of nowhere. So both of you were having near yelling match with each other for 20 minutes when you finally broke down.

Keigo’s scowl softened quickly seeing you look away from him to swiftly wipe your growing tears away. In the beginning of your relationship, he silently struggled with emotions. Often laughing everything off with a wave of his hand but shoved them away as fast as he could. Then obviously he met you who helped change and grow from that and he didn’t even know it yet.

So seeing you wipe away those tears that he did (in a way) caused, he practically flew across the living to wrap you in his arms and wings. You squealed a bit feeling the sudden movement from him and feeling your feet slightly lift off the floor.

“Don’t…,” you heard him whisper as he nuzzled his face into your neck as he tightly wrapped his arms around your waist, “Don’t cry, please…”

But nonetheless you still cry but just to let the pent up frustrations and fear you were carrying out. “Asshole…,” he heard you sniffle as he felt you wrap your arms around his neck. He felt your warm tears touch his cheeks and it only made him hug you tighter.

He sighs softly as he lifts his head away from yours to rest his forehead against yours. He takes his gloves off his hands and places his warm palms on your cheeks. His thumbs softly wipe away the falling tears as he nudges his nose against yours.

“I’m sorry…,” he whispers, “I got trapped under a building that collapsed with civilians… My phone broke in the process and I had no communication with anyone. And I went straight to the Hero Commission without thinking because that’s what I had always done before.”

You let out a small sob out of guilt because you felt bad for assuming the worst when he was perfectly fine. But you cared about him so you were scared. Scared you lost him so early in a blooming relationship that you saw a future with.

You sniffle and took a deep breath. “I was so worried, Kei… I’m sorry too. I was just so mad at you because you came back like nothing happened. So many people were saying things about you being gone…”

You let out another sob again as Keigo moved his arms around your neck to pull you as close as he can. “I know, I know. I just…,” he sighs in frustration because he thinks it’s silly to feel the way he does, “I’m not used to having somebody waiting for me to come back. I’m used to an empty apartment or the Hero Commission office. This is new to me…”

You sniffle and bury your face into his work shirt. “I’m here for you, Kei,” you say softly as you wrap your arms around his waist, “I don’t plan on leaving anytime soon and I want to experience more with you.”

You lift your head and rest your chin on his chest. Keigo takes you in with his golden eyes, seeing the tears stuck to your lashes and tear stains on your cheeks. You’re beautiful, he thinks but he knows you hate it when he says stuff like that when you think the complete opposite.

“If you want that too…you need to work with me,” you say to him with a sad look on your face.

“Of course I want that too,” he says without hesitation, “I wanna grow with you, baby. I don’t plan on letting you go anytime soon.” He kisses your forehead then your temples, then your cheeks before blowing raspberries into them.

You giggle instantly as you both begin to sway in each others arms. “Keigo!” you laugh, “Hey! I’m still mad at you!” you joke.

Keigo stops and pulls away with a pout on his face. You can even see his wings begin to fall behind him. You smile softly which only grows the pout on his face.

“Why ya’ laughing?” he asks with the hint of begging reassurance, “Are you still mad?”

“Next time, call me as soon as you can. You’re working, I know but I want some reassurance too. Okay?” you whispers as he rest his forehead against yours once again.

“Okay,” he says back, “Can you say it?”

You tilt your head in confusion. “Say what, love?”

He looks away from your soft gaze with furrowed eyebrows. You give him time before wanting to ask again but you see him muster up the courage before you could ask. He looks at your lips then your eyes with a soft pleading look.

“Say you forgive me, please…”

You smile as you go on your tippy toes to reach his height. “I forgive you, Kei,” you whisper against his lips before he wraps a hand around the nape of your neck and pulls you in for a kiss.

It wasn’t a heated kiss like how most of yours end up like but this was reassuring and comforting. Something that you both needed in this situation. His hands slowly meet together on the sides of your jaw as you both pull away slowly while adding an extra kiss or two.

“You forgive me, baby?” he smiles.

“I forgive you, Kei…”

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keigos-wings · 1 year

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sleepy!keigo has had me by the throat recently so here’s this half assed ficlet because it’s the middle of the night and i’m fucking exhausted

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sitting on your bed trying to get some work done when there’s a soft rap at your balcony door before it opens and closes again. the familiar winged man ditches his flight jacket on the floor, his glasses and headphones finding their place on the nightstand soon after, and throws himself onto the bed next to you.

“hey kei,” you say, setting your laptop on the beside table. you turn on your side to face him, propping yourself up on your elbow.

keigo mumbles a greeting and turns to look at you. you realize how exhausted he looks. noting the dark circles under his amber eyes and the fact that his normally tamed facial hair is longer than normal.

“you look tired,” you sigh, shaking your head.

“patrols have been kickin’ my ass,” he explains, falling back into the pillow. “i get so sick of being a hero sometimes.”

keigo lets out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding when you pull him to your chest. he practically melts into you when you start running your fingers through his hair. “i worry about you birdie. you need to start sleeping more.”

“‘m trying,” he mumbles. “i promise ‘m trying.”

“shh, i know baby. i’m proud of you. rest now, okay?”

keigo nods into your chest, his arms coming to wrap around your waist as his eyes slip shut.

“love you,” he breathes, slowly being lulled to sleep by the steady rise and fall of your breathing.

you press a kiss to the top of his head. “i love you. rest now birdie.”

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suguru-getos · 11 months

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| bad day? | hawks x reader | fluff/smut/comfort |

-> summary: returning home feeling shitty could only last so long in the presence of takami keigo | warnings: oral (f-receiving), fluff, soft kei 🪽🥰

ever since the clock ticked 5 pm for you, every single cell in your body ranted & whined about being at home. the idol chit-chat, the not-do-idol tasks in hand. people at work who you called your friends, people at work who you’d rather stab yourself than associate with; both, equally… were getting insufferable. it wasn’t anybody’s fault really. that you were getting annoyed by someone’s pace of walking… then again, it was not your fault either.

there are certain times your brain hits the ‘fuck this’ mark. where nothing could subdue the feeling of being broken apart by nothing & everything at once. today was one of those dreading times. your senses were dancing on the brink of actual craze, your head haywired from the information overload. nothing could soothe you.

still… you persisted, waited for your working hours which lasted longer than the most boring conundrum ever.

the icing on the cake was the heavy traffic on your way home. you could swear after taking a painkiller for your migraine that greeted you spitefully, you’d be better. nope — the buzz of the city followed with how claustrophobic and sensitive you felt were only exaggerating the pain in your skull & eyeballs. the pain of a thousand needles piercing your skin.

“fucking hell when will this bloody end god damn it!” you muttered to yourself, waiting impatiently with your index finger tapping on the steering wheel as the atmosphere overwhelmed you even further.

there was however… only one thought that your mind held, which was soothing. a stark contrast with the day you’ve had so damn far. takami keigo. you can’t wait to see him, your mind wants the imagination of you being couped up in his wings to be real — asap!

your reflexes, your body, your soul knew he is your reset. you know keigo would make it better. the perks of it were — he’d actually make everything better without even trying. it’s just his presence that pets you into a solemn place.

after zoning out several times, you managed to reach your shared apartment. hands shivering with gathered tiredness as you unlocked the door and let yourself inside. your bag dropping as your familiar feline companion, keigo’s and yours not so menacing & astoundingly mannerful cat came and greeted you.

unlike your normal, after-work interactions, you couldn’t make a conversation with him just yet, petting him & cooing at him before leaving to the kitchen for something — anything to fill your devilishly hungry stomach with.

without wasting much time, you took out the perfectly sliced fruits from the fridge, forking their way into your empty stomach when you heard the balcony door open. your autopilot mode turning off immediately as you perked up.

“kei? that’s you?”

a familiar, baritone voice echoed from your bedroom. “who else has the balls to enter our bedroom sweetheart,”

you smiled, humming & indulging in your so called dinner. before you heard another question from your man. “y’er okay?”

you blinked, doubtfulness and curiosity as to how keigo can figure you out just like that— immediately quenched when you saw a stray red plume caress your jaw.

“m’ not okay, i had a shitty day & it’s nobody’s fault.” you answered, “i’ve got a headache and i just feel very overstimulated & sensory overloaded y’know?”

ironically, the only thing you heard next was the sound of keigo’s boots approaching you to the drawing room couch. gloved hands tilting your chin up to make eye-contact with his golden pupils, a soft, friendly & familiar smile greeting you. “is that so, baby?”

you looked up, doe-eyed and awestruck at your man. you could never, ever get used to him. him in his hero costume— him as hawks~ then again, you still can’t get used to him as keigo either. he’s just so amazing…

“yeah” being daring enough, you leaned against his chest, feeling the lub-dub of his heartbeat while he tugged one of his gloves off with his teeth, visor neatly pulled up on his blonde waves, taking the other glove off and letting his wings falter to the ground like drapes. “aww — c’mere pretty.”

keigo hugged you, running his hands through your hair and kissing the crown of your head.

“the world’s being especially annoying and a pain in the ass to my girl huh?”

you could sense by the tone of his voice that he was slowly letting his familiarity sink into you. as if he was slowly calling you back from the hell you’ve resided in today.

“mm~ yeah,” you managed to reply, curtly. only because — your mind had already started fading off into bliss the moment you saw your mate, your lover around you.

“i know what could help-” keigo suggested, sounding ultra sincere & exceptionally sure of the sudden idea which had plagued his mind. you gazed back at him with eyes which were complying already.

“let me tend to my girl.” keigo announced, kneeling in front of you, two of his feathers doing the quick work of spreading your legs after keigo quickly tugged your shorts and panties off.

it’s an abomination how flushed you become — being with him since three years, whenever keigo gets his way with you. a deep exhale you didn’t know you held, left frantically from your heaving chest when you saw him pay no mind to any teasing & latch his lips directly at your clit, kissing it softly.

“fuck-” you gasped, looking down at keigo who’s eyes were stern in their determination to prolong their stare with yours.

“yeah, fuck, you’re so delicious baby—” keigo copied your tone, leaning in and swirling his tongue around your clit, spreading your pussy lips apart with his thumbs & latching onto your cunt hungrily. keigo loves to play with his food — normally, he’d tease you by kissing around your cunt, giving hickeys all over your inner thighs, have you soaking wet & desperate for him. not today.

your pleasure was starting to build, it felt like all your emotions though bad, were aiding into it tremendously, melting away, withering away until all that remained was a coil in your pelvis eager to snap.

“fuck— keigo- baby, ah! wanna-” you managed to contort broken sentences, writhing beneath the vigor of keigo’s love, keigo’s torture on you.

“y’ wanna cum baby? my pretty girl wants to cum f’ me?” keigo asked you back, smirking at how frantic & impatiently you bobbed your head in a nod.

“go ahead, i’ve got you sweetie — cum for me.”

as if the gates to a dam had opened, you screamed out, letting go for keigo and spasming beneath him, whining for him. the emotions you held within fading off, releasing into the prickling tears that made your cheek dewy.

soon — your moans turned into quiet sniffles as keigo continued to ride out your orgasm, extending it until your hands meekly pushed him away by the shoulders, indicating your overstimulation.

“i love you, gonna give me another one baby?” keigo asked tenderly, kissing your knuckles.

“mm~ on your cock kei,”

“i gotchu~ baby.”

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queenendless · 3 months

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❤️‍🩹Flare (Keigo Takami/Hawks x Adult!Fem!Reader)❤️‍🩹

A/n: IT'S BEEN SO LONG! Sorry for the wait! I went through a Hawks writing funk. Also been working on JJK stuff. And watching a bunch of stuff too.

So, this piece is a self indulgent venting one cause I have chronic flare up pains going for 3 years now so this piece is kinda based off of a day in the life of me when dealing with my particular condition; feet wise. So I'd get it if reading this ain't up your alley. I just wish I had someone like Hawks to comfort me and quell my pain and worries.

AU, already established relationship with angst, hurt/comfort, fluff and feels indeed.

*PLEASE DON'T PLAGARIZE STEAL COPY TRANSLATE AND OR REPOST MY FANFIC WORK. REBLOG LIKE AND FOLLOW INSTEAD PLEASE AND THNX U.

Chronic pain is a living hell.

Engraved into your body.

Will leave on its own accord or be stuck with you for life.

Unfortunately, it was panning out to be the latter for you.

Staying up all night, multitasking from working on your laptop to checking the news to see your birdie partner engaging in a team up with his idol of a hero Endeavor alongside their hero works students.

Pride beamed in you at seeing Keigo in action, feather swords in hand to disarm his opponents, swooping in with his feathers spreading out to push and carry and guide the civilians to safety amidst the chaos.

The dews of dawn crept in as you finally finished when it happened.

Going in 3 years so far, the hereditary curse triggered in you from your pent up stress collapsing on itself resulted in flaring burning footsies.

Fatigue stung your eyes.

Your head pounded in dull pain.

With the curtains blocking out the light and the AC set to cool, you thought the cold would push the swelling burning go away.

But this was turning out to be one of those worse days.

You curled up in the fetal position on your bed, taking over 2 hours to fall asleep.

Falling in and out of slumber, you were now restless.

You heard the slide-in door of your living room balcony opening followed by the thump of footsteps and the flap of wings.

Always keeping it unlocked for him when he took a dive straight to your place. It is more of a home to him than his penthouse of a place that was still filled with unpacked boxes of furniture and such.

“Hey! Baby bird? Ya home?”

Hearing his heavy footsteps inching close, of course he'd first check your room.

Having only been seeing each other for a few months, you knew you couldn't keep this hidden from him for the long run.

His muffled voice finally came from behind your door. “Birdie?”

You knew his feathers could pick up even your quiet tone. “Here.”

Seeing light trickle in through the crack of the door, the man himself blocked out most of it from his frame. “Why is it dark – shit – and cold in here!?”

His shivering self hug was halted as those pupils shrunk behind his visor as he opened up the door more to shine the light in to unveil your red irritated feet. “Y/n? W – What happened?” He quickly came to your side, alarmed at the sight. Gobsmacked to be precise.

“Just circulatory defectiveness. Chronic stuff, ya know.” Your attempt at brushing it off like it was no big deal only riled up his feathers. Literally.

“No I didn't know! I've just found out!” Stripping off his gloves that fell to the floor, his calloused hands carefully felt your sensitive red dorsums. “How bad is it?”

“The tingling and burning really gets to you when you're trying to focus on work or sleep.” You winced for even his cautious fingers featherly brushing your veiny skin did little to quell the soreness. “Makes it harder to sleep when I'm not on the brink of exhaustion.”

Cradling one foot in his hands, Keigo's eyes trembled with emotion. “For how long?”

You couldn't meet his serious gaze. You looked away. “This year makes it three.”

“I get that everyone has their fair share of secrets but … ” The hurt in his voice cracked your heart.

“You have enough to deal with as is. My defective self is stuck dealing with this.” Your reasons made him wince at how true it was.

“Even so,” he set your foot down gently just so he could sit right beside you, his face hovering right above yours, gently cradling your head as he forced you to look him dead in the eye. “You shouldn't feel the need to hide this kind of thing from me.”

You self consciously fidget, throat choked up and lips wobbling. Your beautiful eyes grew in beauty from the tears but it just made him want to kiss them away. So he did.

“I have my fair share of secrets. Comes with my hero work … not to mention my past.” The crestfallen haze in his gaze was there one moment before his eyes lit up with endearment as you filled his sight. “You're the only one I'm willing to be myself around and just … be honest.”

“I was … embarrassed. I didn't want you seeing me like this.”

Taking off his visor then his headphones, his serious tone sent shivers racing through you. “I want to see all of you … the real you … the you I fell hard for.”

Setting his things aside on the nightstand, that left him free for you to hug his neck with no obstacles. He kept layering butterfly pecks against your cheeks and eyelids, curling your lips in response to his affection.

“You were scared. I get it. I was the same when I felt ready to tell you about my past … but you more than anybody reassured me I could trust you with my troubles, my feelings, all of it.”

His genuinity made you whimper and sniffle out of that shared sentiment as he helped you sit up.

“What's the point of being the #2 hero if I can't use my resources to help out my partner? Especially when you've been suffering this whole time.” He was sticking to this newfound resolve.

“Chronic stuff is incurable.” You sniffed at the sight of him pulling out a spare cloth outta his jacket pocket, wiping up your wet cheeks before dabbing your runny nose, letting you blow as well.

“There's still experimental treatment. Physical therapy. You still have options. And I'll help you in any way I can.” He is so charming and persuasive.

“Fine … I did miss having you here.”

“C'm here.” He immediately gathered you up in his arms, letting you bury your face in his shoulder, taking it all out.

The strain in your choked sobs. The pent up exhaustion, the struggle, the pain of the past three years you kept inside. Your blubbering got soaked up on his sleeve but he didn't mind one bit.

“It's okay, Y/n. Just let it out.” The enriching relaxing sounds of his voice kept you grounded. Solid. Assured.

“I'm here. I gotcha.” He squeezed you firmly but gently, rubbing your back in gentle motions with one hand and simultaneously weaving through your hair with the other; his fingers brushing them as soothingly as he could. “You're sleep deprived as is. You deserve to rest.”

“Only if you're staying.” You stubbornly set straight.

Keigo grinned, pecked your lips, drawing it out, filled to the brim with reciprocation and affection. “Deal.”

He cradled the back of your noggin as Keigo peppered kisses all over your face, gently pushing you to lay on your back as those lips traversed to your neck.

Your feet brushed together and your toes curled as Keigo spent the next few minutes sucking and nibbling all over your neck, his wings draping over you both, and your breathy moans feeding into his pleased ears.

Sleep could wait for a while longer.

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sanscat0414 · 4 months

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I’ll be Here with You, Always.

Hawks x Reader

Scenario: The first time you opened up to hawks about your feelings of unhappiness. Hawks being there to comfort you.

Warning: one mention of thoughts of unliving oneself.

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There are times your are down but hawks will always be their at your fall. He will always be there for you. Loving and comforting you in your time of need just as you done for him.

Today was one of those days that you weren’t feeling the best. You’re always insecure, constantly worrying, constantly trying so hard to be a people pleaser. You want validation and you want to be needed. You were always known as the happiest person, you were who they came for when they need to cheer up. You had everything you wanted and needed. But why? Why do you feel so empty? As if you were not deserving of what you have? You always thought “no I should be happy. I have a good life and a good standing I shouldn’t complain. I shouldn’t be like this. I shouldn’t be ungrateful. So why am I sad? Why am I like this.”

When you met Hawks, he saw right through you. You were at the roof top of your apartment building staring at the lovely night sky contemplating. You would never do it, never jump but it’s not like you haven’t thought about it. Ut was one of those days. Hawks saw you looking so empty he naturally as a hero kept and eye for people like you in case you ever do jump. He flew towards you and landed behind you.

“Hey.”

You startled and immediately turned to see the #2 infront of you.

“Hi, uhh Mr. Hawks how can I help you?” You said with a smile.

“It’s just a bit windy your standarding a little to close to the edge~ you might wanna step back less you fall. But even if you do I’ll catch you.” Something about your smile has him worried for you.

You chuckled and said “thank you for the warning Mr. Hawks. But I am fine truly.”

“Something on your mind? If you like you can talk to me.”

“Don’t you have better things to do than have idol chitchat with me Mr. Big hero.”

“Even Hero’s need a little break form the chaos, beside its a great view here. So talk to me a little~” he said winking at you and walked next to you.

“Well I guess I was having a mediocre day. It just feels a bit… I don’t know meh. It nice to take a breath and just take in the view sometimes to organize your thoughts.” You said as with every word became quieter.

“I get it, the view is one of those things that just makes you happy, it’s beautiful and I’m lucky to have a great view always, in the sky.”

Oh how they were great memories, Hawks gave you his number after saying it be nice to have a buddy to hangout with without all the obligations of being a hero and who enjoys the peaceful skyline. Then about a year in to your unlikely friendship he asked you out. Of course you said yes. Eventually bit by bit he opened up to you, his childhood, everything and got to know him as Keigo Takami not just Hawks . But you, you hide your feelings, ‘happy’ as ever. Being trained to detect discrepancies in people Hawks picked up your not as much as a ‘happy go lucky’ type that most people saw you as but he never pushed you to tell him why. Hawks was patient, he wanted you to open up to him just as you had done with him.

Today it finally happened. You broke, your bottles up feeling started to get the better of you. Hawks was at work and you hid yourself under the blanket holding on to one of hawks spare jackets crying to yourself. You didn’t want to bother Hawks, after all the world needs him and it be selfish to take him away.

Meanwhile, Hawks was at meetings and he suddenly hears crying. He thought it was strange until he remembered some of his feathers was at home with you. He’d always kept a few lying around the house when he knows you’re there to keep you safe. He started to get restless as the meeting continued and his only thought was going back home to you. He used his feathers that was with you to scoop out the house just in case of a break it. Thankfully there wasn’t, but this meeting was with the commission so he had to be present. He wanted so desperately to just run to you at the moment. As soon as he was done he rushed out the door to your shared home.

“Babybird? You okay?” You heard.

You quickly whipped your tears and stayed in the blanket. You tried your best to act normal “yeah I’m fine, how come your home so early?”

“I was worried about you, I heard your crying wit. My feathers. Babybird you know you can talk to me okay? No matter what it is.” He said as he sat down on the bed with you facing away from him.

You were silent, you didn’t want him to know, you didn’t need him to know.

“Baby~” he said in the sweetest tone full of worry.

“… I’m fine, you should go back to work, people need you.” You said not daring to turn and look at him.

“You need me right now, love. Talke to me, I know something is bothering you. You know I’m literally trained to pick these things up right? It’s hard turning it off besides I like observing you and be dumbfounded by your cuteness and beauty.”

“It’s nothing. I don’t have any thing that bothers me. Life it great especially when I get to be with you.”

“Butt?”

You stayed silent as Hawks forcefully but gently make you turn to look at him. It broke his heart seeing you with fury puffy eyes and tear dripping down your face. You didn’t dare to stared back into his golden eyes. Golden eyes that always stared at you with nothing but love, shrinking and glistening like the stars. You alway loved looking at time.

“Y/n, whatever it is you don’t need to tell me. Just know when you need it I will always be there to hear you to listen. It don’t matter what it is, if it’s your day or just something small that made you upset. I’ll be here with you, always.”

‘I’ll be here with you, always.’ That last thing he said repeated in your mind. Keigo always had a way with words. You sat up had laid you head on to his chest as he gently wrapped his armes around you.

“Sometimes it’s just too much you know? I’m supposed to be happy, I’m supposed to be the one that had everything together, I’m suppose to be the care free one. I had great parents and friends to cherish me. I have you to love me. I have so much. People have it so much worse than me. Sometime I just feel I don’t deserve this, I don’t deserve to be happy… I don’t deserve to live. Everything just seem to bleek. So empty, so alone when I’m not. I know I’m loved so why don’t I feel it? Why am I like this. Why do I feel like I have everything but nothing. Why are you with me…. When I shown you nothing…. What do you love me…. Why!.”

“Sometimes it’s just like that, you think you done nothing but you do so much. So so much, sometimes you just don’t see it. As for why I love you, it’s because your loving, caring, you like dorky things that don’t make sense, you out up with my bird instincts and you always saw me as me, not some hero. You saw me as Keigo. Most of all you are you and nothing, NOTHING is more special than that. It’s perfectly fine to be sad, you don’t need to be what you think you’re supposed to be, you just need to be you. It’s okay, to not be okay. And when you are sad I’ll be here to help you through it, to be there with no matter how big or small. “

You cried holding him for along time. He held you close whispered sweet nothings to let you work through your feelings. He knows sometimes it better to just let it out, you taught him that. It’s something you never saw for yourself, so Keigo will be there to show you your own lesson. After a while you let go.

“I’m okay now thank you. You should probably go back to work. We can cuddle when you get home. Sorry for ruining your uniform with met tears. You said with a small smile.

A smile Keigo will never forget, as for the first time there was no sadness no emptiness in that smile just pure love.

“Never apologize for something like that, I can always just wash it. It’s worth it to see that smile.” He said kissing your forehead.

After changed he was ready to head out again. He holds you in his arms and said “You are worthy of love. I love you more than you will ever know. Don’t forget that”

It was then after almost two years of being together, you know he was the one you love most. He saw through you and brought the best in you. Keigo Takami, the man who never gave up on you, the man who shined like no other. He was your light, you star in your empty space, the one who gave you the courage to believe in yourself that you, Y/n L/n are capable to love and be worth of everything you have.

a/n: this was a self indulgent post, there will be days when you don’t feel good even if you don’t have a reason to. And sometimes it’s okay to be sad but remember that there is always light. It’s a reminder to all and myself sometimes it’s okay to let it out.

#bnha hawks #keigo #keigo takami #wing hero hawks #keigo x reader #hawks fluff #hawks comfort #hawks x reader fluff #bnha hawks x reader #hawks x yn #hawks x reader mha #comfort

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hadakzu · 5 months

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Wrote this while avoiding writing other comfort fic I started a while ago now lmao.

ANYWAY UM

Hawks x gn reader, hurt/comfort, trust issues I guess, (?)fear of abandonment, the reader struggles to open up and let people in, but Hawks is patient and helps!

"You know you don't always have to go through everything alone, right? You got me by your side, you know that, right?"

This wasn't the first time he would have to remind you of that. Wishing that you wouldn't just shut yourself out again, hide yourself from the world again. You were too precious for that, to not be seen by the world around you. To be forgotten to the shadows, left fighting your demons alone.

"I know"

You always said you knew.. but did you really? Because those words coming from your mouth felt more like a defense to hide how you truly felt. More like a practiced answer than anything. Trying to reassure him that you knew, so he wouldn't worry. Maybe you did know. You weren't stupid afterall, rationally speaking your brain probably knew you deserved to be cared for too, at least some amount..

But did you feel like you did? He doubted not.

Why else would you put up these walls around everyone, including him. Keeping people at arms length. Why else would you always leave out the important parts of your life. When he genuinely asked how you were, you only told him small stories of here and there, about your past few days. Telling them like a story that was practiced, carefully thought through, ready in your mind before he even got to properly ask, shifting the attention of the conversation to somewhere else. Avoiding his question.

"It's okay to lean on others sometimes.. it's okay to let people in, you know..?"

"I know.."

Again. You said you knew but your voice told him otherwise, it was unsure and careful. Like in your head you were fighting whether or not to believe that, whether or not it was okay to let him in. Whether or not everything would just fall down if you opened the gates for him, you hadn't left them down in a while. Would the whole wall just collapse at once, trapping both you and him under it. What if it was too much.. what if you were too much.. or worse. What if he thought you were just being overly dramatic, that it wasn't that bad. That you had no reason to feel this hurt.. Making things bigger than they were. Maybe you had been the one creating these problems for yourself. Maybe it was actually all just your fault... all on you.. Purely on you that this was what your life had become. Maybe you could have done something differently... If you just had tried harder... if you weren't so weak... if..

"Sweetie.. I don't think you do."

You felt the drop on your heart, you had been caught, he had seen right through you. He saw you were lying about how you were, and called you out on it. Not for blaming you, or to point a finger at you. He wasn't mad, he just cared. He wanted to reach that heart of yours, seeing how it was so wary of being hurt.

Starting by gently reaching to your hand, holding and caressing it in a reassuring manner, trying to sooth your mind from your thoughts. He should have to approach this gently, so you wouldn't close off even further. But he would reach you. Just like he always did. Even if sometimes it was bit harder, he wouldn't give up on you, you were worth fighting for. Even if it meant fighting your own inner thoughts.

"I know it can be hard, I know it's scary.. to open up and let someone care. When you're not used to it, and have been hurt by it before"

He looked at your eyes, hoping to reach yours too, so you could see it in his eyes, he was speaking the truth. His eyes filled with care, love and concern for you.. He wanted to see you shine again, like he knew you could. You were his sun during his darkest times, he wanted to be that for you too.

"I want to be your wings, to be someone you can trust to pick you up when you fall. We're supposed to be in this together afterall.. to be a team.. Isn't that right?"

Reaching to your cheek, thumb caressing your side as he finally reached those eyes. Giving you a soft smile, as to show how he had taken it to his heart, the words you had told him before.

"I learned that from you birdy. Now I want you to be the one to learn it too. To believe those words, to believe I care"

"I care."

As he said those words he gently put his head against yours, pulling you closer to him. He could feel he was close pulling you out of your thoughts. A soft kiss on your forehead, was what it took for you to finally let him in, wrapping your arms around him as you hid your face under his head. Against his chest, feeling his warmth.

It was a start.

"..I know"

That felt more genuine, it was quiet sure, but it felt more like you actually believed your words. You knew he cared, he wouldn't go out his way to reach you from these shadows if he didn't. Even if he had to do it more often than either of you would like, everytime he did, it was a progress. You letting him in, was a progress. And everytime after that, you got more of that beautiful shine of yours back. The light he had always seen in you, even when you didn't see it yourself. It was there, it just needed someone to make sure it didn't get blown off.

"You know, for someone with such big heart and such wise words, you really are bad at listening them yourself"

A small chuckle left your lips as you nuzzled closer to him, feeling his wings wrap around your body. Creating a safe cocoon that always made you feel better, if you just let yourself the permission to be wrapped in them. They made you feel safe. He made you feel safe.

"I know"

A shared laugh, it was a start. You would both learn how to do this together, to trust each other. To be loved by each other. You would learn to believe those words. It was okay to let people in, to be vulnerable. To be cared for.

It was still a process though, old thoughts of insecurities creeping up to your mind. Feeling quilty of having let this happen again, pushing him away, when all he wanted, was to be there for you.

"...I'm sorry. I don't mean to be like this.. I just-"

He stopped you right there, tightening his arms just a little bit more. Rubbing your back as he started to talk. Feeling your heartbeat raise up.

"It's okay dove, I understand. You don't have to apologize, I got you now, alright? I'm here. We're in this together."

Biting your lip as you felt the effect of his words. He was too kind.. Maybe you didn't exactly understand what he saw in you, but he did see something. Something that made him care for you, even at the times you didn't make it easy. Actually, no. It was easy to care for you, but it wasn't always easy to get through to you. He would make sure to do it though, reassure you of your worth, remind you that you weren't a burden. There was something that would make him do it, over and over again, if only it meant being with you, reaching that beautiful heart of yours.

Feeling him this close, feeling his love. You couldn't help, but to believe his words. He truly cared. Only worry of yours was that he would eventually get tired of this, tired of you. Everytime he reached out it was slowly tearing down the walls, carefully so it wouldn't collapse. Letting the light come in and out of it more easily now, forging special path to your heart that he could walk. It was getting easier navigate than before, easier to reach the destination, than it had at the start. It was a progress.

But what if the progress was still too slow..

"please don't give up on me.. I swear I'm trying.. I really am"

Voice quiet as it broke down, he knew he had finally reached your heart, seeing behind those walls. Kissing the side of your head as he listened. Finally he would hear what was going on in that pretty head of yours. He would make sure to listen carefully, taking in what it was that bothered you, what were you so afraid of.

"I know you are sweetheart, and I see how far you've come. You really need to give yourself more of a credit. I see you and I see how much you do. "

Tears falling down your eyes, as you let yourself to be melted in his touch, in his words. Really listening them as you tried to be more open of how you felt. To let him in, even if it felt scary, even if the voices in your head told you to hide, you knew it wouldn't help. You knew it wasn't fair for him either, to keep him in the dark.

"I'm not planning on leaving, I never have. I don't think you realize, just how much of an amazing person you really are. You're perfect in my eyes, just.. please. Don't feel like you need to hide parts of yourself from me. I promise I won't see you any differently. I just want to be able to be there for you, to support you. It hurts me to see you in pain, to see you suffer alone, when I'm right here. You deserve to be cared for too. Please let me care."

Moment of silent as you listened to his words, listened to his voice. His voice sounded calm, yet you could hear the despair in it, trying to reassure your worrisome mind. Keeping you close as he just wanted you to be okay, be able to confide in him.

He really just wanted to be there. He really wanted to see what was running through your head.. to hear you out, hear your thoughts.. what happened to you to close off.

He cared a lot, it was new, it was scary. It felt warm, it felt.. safe. Intimidatingly enough his love felt safe, never had it been conditional or limited only to your good days or what you could provide. He simply just cared for you, loved you..

"I- I'll try."

That was good enough for him, it would be a good start. He would be patient with you and be there every step of the way, just like you where there for him. You would be in this journey together, learn how to lean in each other.

"That's all I could ask for, just know that I'm here.. Whatever it is that makes you feel like this, just know you're not alone."

Part of your wall fell down, feeling more lighter having him here, letting him see you this bare, being seen by someone who cared. You were sure you would be heard, whenever you felt ready to share. Keigo would listen and be your rock, Hawks would catch you if you fell off.

"I- I know. thank you"

Was all you let out as you broke down, because finally his words had reached your heart. Maybe it was okay to let him in afterall, to believe and trust in those words. Actually understand, you were not alone, not when he was by your side, fully embracing all sides of you heart.

Finally you could say that and believe it in your heart, you knew he cared, you knew it was okay to be cared. It was okay as long as he was here.

"Dove, it's okay now. Just let it out, there's no need to carry this alone. We're supposed to be in this together, it's what partners do. You deserve love too."

He kissed the top of your head as he kept you close, letting those tears run down and feel the relief of it flow. This was what you needed right now, to be here in his arms, wrapped around his wings. It was safe now, letting those gates open up, leaving them down. You would find he was still here.

You'd learn how to open your heart, even when you felt exposed, it was okay to be seen, let him care. Help you in time of need.

#ifkckv this is my first proper x reader fic I have written heh..#just so you know if it's garbage lmaoo #hawks x reader #hawks x reader comfort #keigo x reader #keigo takami x reader #hawks comfort #hawks x you #takami keigo x you #mha hawks #hurt/comfor #mha hawks comfort

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keikiri-kitten · 2 months

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EYES ★ KEIGO TAKAMI

keigo likes to stare at you. you like to stare at keigo <3

Just imagine Keigo staring at you. He loves to get up close and personal every time he does. He’s always leaning in ever so slightly to get a better look at you, but what he doesn’t realize is that he’s presenting an ethereal view.

You can see him so clearly now and oh my, is he stunning. His color palette is gold; in fact, the only contrast on his face are his pupils. There’s even a warm tone to his rosy-pink lips. He’s smiling at you— always. Whether it be a gentle tug of the lips or a full grin, the shimmer in his eyes are always in view.

Speaking of his eyes, they’re so much prettier bare faced. They’re big, bright and pierce right through you all of the time. There’s only a slight angle to them without his liner, but his thick, flared, bushy, wheat colored lashes frame his gilded eyes perfectly. Only when he gets close to you like this is when you can spot the hills of honey and valleys of tawny in his irises. You almost curse that one lock of blonde curling over one of his eyes. He doesn’t mind it as long as he’s looking at you.

Sometimes you forget that he’s real; like you can’t reach out and touch him. And even with your hand lifting as if you’re reaching for a figment of your imagination, he pushes his face closer to you so the tips of your fingers can graze along the scruff of his chin. He’s indeed real. They brush over rough facial hair, teasing up to a strong, bare jawline and even higher to full, soft cheeks. That’s the only time his eyes close. And they close slowly as his cheek forces its way into the palm of your hand. He says nothing but tugs the left corner of his lip up for a brief moment. As his smile falls only a little, his eyes open once more to look you in the face.

You have to pull yourself back for small breather, trying to catch the breath you didn’t know stopped. The full image of him is stunning. Keigo’s hair falls in layers around his face and dusts right along his shoulders. All of that free time after the war gave him the opportunity to let his hair grow out again. Wheat tones of blonde, brown and platinum add to your pretty hero’s allure. His hair only has a bit of unruliness to it today, not worried about it being out of his face for fightings sake.

He’s in a natural state. Wearing a loose button down only done up halfway, allowing you to see straight down his shirt and his sun kissed skin. You can’t miss the discolored scar he earned right over his neck and collarbone from his time fighting villains on your travel down his abdomen. That’s not the only scar he had but it’s the biggest one. He stands before you in loose fitting lounge pants, hands stuffed in his pockets. He’s stared at you so long the only thing he can think of is laying a fat, damp kiss to your lips. You two were only in this position because he wanted to get a bit playful. However, as passionate as he is, his playfulness comes in waves. Now all he feels is warmth.

To cut the intensity, he swims closer to press that kiss to your lips before standing upright. “Alright,” he drags. Sauntering away from you with his hands in his pockets and a coy smile on his lips, he chuckles at your attempt to throw a couch pillow at him until his instincts allow him to grab it. How dare he tease you— without having to do much at all?

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hollowtakami · 1 month

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MY LITTLE DOVE

CONTENT: caregiver!keigo + regressed!gn!reader, pet names (dove, little feather, baby bird), just a fluffy drabble to keep my mind out of a bad place.

AUTHOR NOTE: please keep interactions/tags for this post strictly SFW; ddlg/ageplay/pro+comship are not welcome.

You could feel yourself slipping.

Huddled under a sea of blankets with an army of stuffies, chewing on the end of your sleeve, you fold into yourself.

The scent of your favourite stuffie under your nose would usually comfort you, but not right now. Above the surface of those blankets was a world. That alone was far too big and scary for you right now.

Your little heart pounded as you count the minutes on your fingers to ease your worries, startling at the faint sound of a door clicking open.

A small sigh and the shuffling of boots could be heard through the ajar door your bedroom, shoes kicked to the side of the rack and a jacket strung up on a hook as you heard a melodic voice call out to you.

“Baby bird, I’m back!” Keigo chirped, the baritone of his voice flooding your senses with warmth.

You do your best to ease the blankets off yourself and with clumsy movements, clutch your stuffie to your chest with your head down as you waddled over to the avian.

Keigo saw you emerge from your room like a lost spirit, floating over to him slowly. His face fell when he couldn’t see yours, his eyes soon clocked onto the stuffie and he soon softened.

“Hey there, dove,” his voice smoother than any sippie cup of warm milk before bed, lowered as to not startle you again. He extended a hand to you, gentle and inviting, whispering, “you feelin’ small?”

With a small nod you raise your head to look up, expecting to see even a small glimpse of annoyance in the suns of Keigo’s eyes; nothing.

He beamed when he saw your face, riddled with worry but willing to trust him. And trust him, you did.

You slowly shuffled into Keigo’s chest, babbling to yourself happily when you felt the tickle of his feathers cocoon around you. He patted your hair, kissing the crown of your head.

“C’mon, little feather,” Keigo smiled, “let’s get you cosy, yeah?”

When you were regressed, your age sometimes ranged. Keigo was no stranger to working with children due to his line of work, and so took to your regression quite well. Hidden behind a mask of tenderness was, at first, the fear of making you feel worse. Though, like a feather in the wind, the two of you found your flow.

“Okay, baby, sit on the bed for me while I find you some jammys, ‘kay?” Keigo softly directed, to which you did with a nod, your stuffie still with you.

Keigo sent a few feather dashing out of the room as he picked through the drawer where you kept your regression gear; pacifiers, sippy cups, your favourite pyjamas.

He turned with them in his hand, smiling to himself when he saw your demeanour light up at the sight. You clapped your hands together happily, letting Keigo get you out of your day clothes and into something comfier.

Keigo eventually got you into bed after calming you down when you got so giddy - he can’t lie to himself though, you were so adorable. He left the room for a moment, crossing his heart and promising you and your plush friend that he would be right back.

Sitting on the bed, tucked into a blanket with your stuffie huddled close to your chest, you popped your thumb into your mouth. You were too baby to think anything wrong of it, babbling to your stuffie about something as you subconsciously suckled and bit at your thumbnail.

Keigo soon came back into the room, a clean paci in his hands, his feathers carrying a tray lined with a sippy cup of warm milk and a plate of apple slices.

The avian clicked his tongue when he saw you mindlessly sucking your thumb, smiling as he helped the paci into your mouth and wiped your thumb.

“Save your teeth for these apple slices, baby,” Keigo smiled, his feathers resting back into his wings as the tray was set down onto the bed slowly, Keigo snuggled up to you, planting a kiss on your forehead.

You giggled as the scruff on his chin tickled your skin, your bubbly laughs making Keigo’s heart melt.

“C’mere, dove, let me help you with your snack, yeah?” Keigo softly suggested.

You nodded, too baby to want to feed yourself.

After a few slices, you finished off the sippy full of milk, eyes droopy. Setting the tray down on the bedside table, Keigo held you close in a blanket of his feathers, keeping you safe from any monsters while you and your stuffie got some well deserved rest.

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nightfall-kachiniko · 3 months

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Dear god, keigos cologne.

If you think cologne isn’t the sexiest part of a man, you’re wrong.

When they’re wearing that expensive fancy scent it makes you go nuts.

The moments when he pulls you into a loving hug, his Amber musk scent never fails to make your knees weak.

When you put on one of his hoodies and it smells like him, it serves as a constant reminder that your his and his only.

When you lay in his bed, his bedsheets smell just like him, wishing he could come home faster.

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takami-takami · 1 year

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Every night is a cozy, sleepy night when you're dating Hawks.

He swears crawling into bed with you lulls him under some kind of spell. Memorizing the warmth of your skin against his, there's nowhere he'd rather be than surrounded by the impossible soft of your little shared escape from the world.

The buzz of the city, of heaps of caffeine from too-sweet canned coffee, of long hours doing hero work finally simmers down; and all he can feel is pure calm as he lets out the breath he's been holding all day.

Blame the avian in him, but he'll make sure your shared bed overflows with fuzzy comforters and throw pillows. Together, you add piles and piles onto his mattress, custom and large to fit the expanse of his wings. He brings home assorted blankets, you bring home stuffed animals of varying sizes. It suits the both of you.

He'll carry you to bed, bury you underneath the covers and situate himself under the cloud-soft warmth that cradles you both.

The ache in his muscles is finally soothed. Melting under the covers and nuzzling into your neck, there's nowhere on earth he'd rather be.

#minors dni #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #🍧 sugar #hawks comfort #🖋 writing

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perkypink19-blog · 8 months

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Soooooo who's up for another Hawks headcanaon? Specifically that time of the month.

Hawks can tell when you are in pain. So he makes sure you are well taken care of, even when he is out, he'll send you food and flowers and check up on you see if you need anything. He is the first time you get it a little scared because he doesn't really know how to deal with it since he never really had a serious girlfriend but with a little practice, he gets it down to a routine! He has everything ready for you and is offering all the snuggles and massages to your heart's desire!

#hawks x reader #hawks fluff #hawks imagines #hawks hcs #hawks comfort

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zushiribbon · 1 year

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these burns i yield - hawks x reader

Summary: In your eyes, you know Keigo has already gone through so much. Even as a child, a fledgling barely out of the nest, was already so scarred and traumatized. Some may believe he can quickly brush those problems off his back, but perhaps this time he has finally let go.

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There he sat, atop a tall building, watching the clouds float above.

Knowing that he had cut all connections with his broken family, he still felt like he "yearned" for something.

He knew he was almost one step closer to freedom, but he couldn’t help but stay bothered over what had happened.

"I’m proud of you, Keigo."

He watched the skies quietly, pondering about the note his mother had left behind.

While being lost in thought, you followed him atop the building, calling, "Keigo." You called, causing him to turn around slightly and look up at you as he cleared his throat, put on his respiratory mask, and brought out his phone. "Hi, Y/n." He typed down a greeting for you.

He still sat on the ledge of the building, making sure he wouldn’t fall as he now knew how fragile he was, and asked, "You concerned about your good ol' bird man?" He smiled through the mask, but upon closer inspection, you could clearly tell he was nervous about something.

His amber eyes were warm and loving as they stared at yours, but you couldn’t help but notice the genuine worry in his eyes.

You sat beside him, tilting your head as you looked at him in a caring way and asked, "Are you okay?" This question made him stop momentarily, thinking to himself.

"Of course I am, just catchin’ some fresh air to cool off my mind." He responds ever so casually, hearing him sigh quietly and continuing to gaze upon the sky above, wondering if he’ll ever reach them again.

You nudged closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder, and asked, "No, really, are you okay?" You repeated yourself again, eagerly listening to his response.

Keigo knew he wasn’t, in a way. After all, being the youngest hero on the chart may be an achievement, but to him, it was a hard, long process getting to where he is now.

You awaited his response as he stared quietly, trying to think of a way to brush you off without seeing how vulnerable he already was. "I’m fine, babybird; don’t you worry." He said, turning to you and looking straight into your eyes,

You sighed; you read him so well, and you could clearly tell by the simple actions he took that he was already stressed and tired. Hell, this man is already so burned and bruised.

He just doesn’t want to worry you.

Despite the horrible, traumatic events in his past that have left him scarred, he refuses to make you worry about him.

"Come on, Keigo, I know you’re stressed; just look at you; you're already so bruised and hurt like this." You pointed it out, looking at all his bandages.

He took off his mask and sighed, hearing how tired he already was from the huff of air that came out of his mouth. "You’ve always been good at figuring me out, haven’t you?" Keigo spoke weakly, taking another breath as his voice was all raspy and tired.

"What more can I expect from my most loyal fan?" He smiled, looking at you warmly yet so nervously. Keigo's heart skipped a beat when he saw you; how you were always showing him the affection he lacked and adoring the smallest details in you.

Knowing how he was treated, he was never given a drop of love or care, so it was like it was your job to provide him with the love and care he needs.

"A lot. You’ll have to expect a whole lot more in the future." You replied to his comment, gazing up at the sky with him. "You wanna talk about it?" You asked, making sure you wouldn’t make him uncomfortable with this request.

He nods. "...Yeah." He was hesitant, though. It’s not like he has someone ask him about his past and then talk about it. But you did want to help him clear his mind.

Keigo’s eyes softened as he looked at his palms. "If I’m honest, I dunno how to feel now that I’ve got my broken parents off my back." He spoke weakly, gulping as he tried to maintain his calm composure.

"I’m a free man now, but..." He tried to make up the words in his mind, watching him talk like a nervous child for a recital. You listened patiently, waiting for every word that came out of his mouth while comfortingly rubbing his back.

"It’s all still frustrating, you know. Consider both of your parents to be insane, yet both of them abandon you.His voice trembled, and he took a deep, shaky breath to maintain his cool. "I mean, yeah, I’m happy I’m all free and all; I’ve accomplished not ending up on the same path as they did, but now that I think about it, I’ll be alone." Keigo’s voice was already shaking at this point. His heart ached as he talked more about his personal life.

You got closer to him, almost as if hugging him, as he felt his heart race quickly, clenching his fists as he trembled nervously. "I was always despised by both of them for my wings, but now, look at ‘em. They’re burnt, fried, and I’m all over you, showing you how weak I am." He laughs, cursing at himself for being vulnerable like this.

He knows it’s okay to be weak since he does trust you, but he’s still nervous.

You had always seen him as your idol, which is why you were so devoted to him, but at the same time it hurt him because here he was, the winged hero "Hawks," dumping all his problems out like water in a glass.

"Keigo..." Your heart ached too as you saw him like this; seeing him so sad just hurt you as well. "You know I’ll always be with you, right?" You ran your fingers through his ash blonde hair as he hugged you against him.

"I know you will, but I just can’t help but think—what if you leave me too?" He felt his heart sting as he said that, unable to stand the thought of you leaving him the same way his parents did. The thought struck you as well.

"You know I won't, Keigo," you said, shaking your head. Your voice was calm and soothing to his ears as you reassured him, like a lullaby to a baby’s ears. But even still, he couldn’t help but feel so hurt.

He sniffed as he hid his face in your chest even more, holding you tightly against him. "I ain’t looking forward to losing another innocent person." Keigo spoke sternly, feeling his eyes water as he got flashbacks to a certain person he had slain.

"You’re like my family, y/n. You’re always looking out for me, even if it isn’t necessary." He sniffed again, as tears began escaping his eyes, soaking your shirt. You watched him cry in your clothes, petting his head softly, "There, there..." You whispered comfortingly.

You buried your head in his unruly hair, inhaling the scent of flames and his own scent, and saying, "I know I sound desperate, but seriously, if you leave me, I might as well stop and retire from hero work or something..." He said it again, his voice cracking slightly, which hurt his throat, and he was crying even harder at the prospect of losing you.

At the moment, Keigo looked like a scared child in your eyes, as if you could almost see his young self cry and hold you closer to him. After all, as a child, he was never even given a drop of love or care.

You pulled him closer to you tightly, letting him sob in your arms. "Shhh, it’s okay, I won’t be leaving you. Not now, not ever." You whispered in his ear as he sobbed.

"Don’t you dare think about disappearing on me now, babybird," he sniffles, looking up at you with watery eyes, "okay?" He awaits your response, looking up at you eagerly.

You smiled warmly and leaned forward, kissing his forehead softly.

"I promise, Keigo."

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a/n- HEYA HEY!!! sorry for not updating in awhile, but i’m back so HEYAAAA i just watched the new ep of mha nad my heart just SHATTERED after watching it. LIKE???? yes vigilante deku is here BUT.... KEIGOS PAST????? throw me in a river of my own tears atp.

my poor baby </3

i hate his parents so much, but with all honesty i just wanna know where his mom went; like after being interrogated by dabis men she jus???? mf dipped istg

ANYWAYS i hope u guys liked this small kei x reader llololo

this could be romantic or platonic!! idc, it could be you being an older sibling to keigo and ure always looking out for him, BUT HTHATS UP TO UU!!!! idc how u take this HAHHW

I JUST MADE THID FIC OVER ME AND MY FRIEND’S CONVO YESTERDAY

i hc that he would,, like,, someday just lose it yk?? poor dude’s probably so pressured over everything going on rn, like- the war, the commission, his broken family, and his job LIKW???? ouch give him a rest oh my god

so basically ur like his mini therapist in this(as u should cause holy fuck poor gy)

daily reminder to always hate on keigo’s dad mwamwa

NOW LET US WAIT FOR UNDERCUT HAWKS BEING ANIMATED CAUSE AUasdkjak?!”#”>$!”>

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