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“Wolf” from Fear of You
The Dire Wolf / Fang Li
45 years old
Carries with him a suspiciously high number of handcuffs
Is an excellent cook, irons his sleeves
Rare steak for breakfast
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drifting through an endless reverie
in which keigo helps you stop thinking.
warnings: smut! 18+ content (subspace, creampie, soft gentle sex)
a/n: feeling like shit here's another comfort hawks fic
let go, baby. i got you.
keigo’s whispering in your ear, fingers laced together as he presses your thigh to your chest. you look at him, eyes glazed over, voice miles away. let go, dovey, you hear, and you do.
when you came home tonight, all you wanted was to sleep. was to lay down and forget, take your mind off the tirade of bullshit that plagued your day. you stepped through the door and keigo could feel it in you, feel the way you dragged your feet, head heavy.
and he was by your side in an instant. “what’s wrong, dovey?” he was asking, taking your bags in his hands, setting them down before leading you to the sofa. “long day?”
you lay down on his lap, throwing your arm over your eyes to hide the fact that you were a thread’s width away from crying. “long day,” you repeated, trying to even your voice as much as you could. “just— it’d be nice not to think for a bit.”
keigo hummed, rubbing mindless patterns into your thigh. “need any help from me?”
“if you could give me a lobotomy,” you chuckled, peering at him over your arm. “that would be great. i just wanna— wanna stop thinking for a bit.”
and that’s how you ended up here, laid on the sheets, legs spread with keigo kneeling between them, his knee close to your core. “are you sure you want this?” he keeps asking, as he takes off your clothes, as his fingers trail down to your cunt, as he slips two fingers in. you both groan at the stretch, his thick digits curling against your sweet spot. “tell me, baby, need you to say it’s okay.”
you nod endlessly, beginning to feel far away. “please,” you mumble. “please, just—“ your voice begins to break, begins to quiver and he hushes you.
“heard you, baby. don’t need to say anything anymore, yeah?” he presses kisses down the side of your neck, his hair brushing against your clammy skin. “got your cues? two taps for slow down, three for stop?”
you mumble an affirmative, gazing into his eyes. it burns you to look at him, and your hips instinctively move, grind down onto his fingers. “wan’ it, wan’ it, kei—“
“i know, pretty girl,” he smiles. “patience, okay? gonna give you what you want— anything you want, i promise.” keigo works you open on his fingers, the lewd squelching sound of your pussy mixed into the litany of your moans and his gentle encouragements. “so pretty,” he coos, “my pretty baby bird, hm?”
you can barely form words anymore, only whiney gasps and breathless moans, your walls clenching tight around him. he’s crooking his fingers against your gspot, his thumb rubbing gentle circles into your clit. he’s being so sweet, so gentle, it makes you wanna cry. “k-kei,” you beg. “pl-please—“
“gonna cum?” he cradles your face with his free hand, dipping his head down to press a small kiss to your lips, swallowing your breaths. “gonna cum for me, baby bird?”
nod. your brain’s melted into pretty pink goo, oozing out of your ears with every second his fingers keep fucking into you. he pushes you, keeps pushing you into ecstasy, until your unravelling on his fingers. “oh,” he coos. “so pretty, look at you. oh, fuck.”
you don’t know when you start cumming. you don’t know when you stop. all you know is that when he pulls his fingers out you feel hollow, empty, your arms grabbing for him with a soft whine tearing through your throat. one that says, don’t leave me, please don’t leave.
“i’m not going anywhere,” he assures you. keigo’s hands are warm against your thighs, pushing your legs up and holding them there. “i’m right here, princess. gonna stay right here.”
you’re begging for his cock, begging for a touch, begging him to take everything you’ve ever known and felt away, replacing it with him, him, only him. and he obliges you, lifting your hips up and pressing his thick cockhead squarely against your slit, covered in slick and cum. “ready?” he asks you, grabbing your hand and pinning it next to your head.
nod. you’re so far away, and yet the only thing you know, the only thing you want to know is him inside you, him connected to you. is keigo giving you all of him, taking all of you. and he does; pushes forward, shushing your cries and kissing your tears as he slides home. fuck. fuck, the stretch. it’s all consuming, overwhelming. he’s so thick in you, so big that it touches you everywhere, filling you up completely. you whine, gripping his shoulders, his back, digging into his skin. you dont realise you’re crying until he’s hushing you, whispering love into your ears.
“don’t cry, baby, i got you. let go, yeah?” keigo’s voice is the only tether you have right now, drifting and floating away from your body. all you can feel is him inside you, sliding in and out of you. everything else is numb; the feeling of his cock stretching you out, bullying your insides is so much more heightened. your mouth hangs agape, eyes hazy and half-lidded. let go, you hear him say.
he’s caging you in, holding you close. you can feel his steady heartbeat against your chest, his soft pants in your ear. you can see the hearts in his eyes as he fucks into you, his soft fuckin’ heaven, this pussy. god, you’re so pretty f’me. all f’me. he knows you cant respond, so he talks for the both of you. “gonna cum soon, angel? don’t even have to tell me, just cum, okay?” he brushes your hair out of your eyes, cradling your jaw. “you deserve it, deserve all of it. just wanna make you feel good.”
you do. you are, you think, but every time you open your mouth to speak nothing comes out. every breath is pushed out of you with every heavy thrust he angles into you, up against your sweet spot, up against your cervix. you let out a small gasp when you feel his thick fingers circle your clit, eyes shooting wide.
keigo hushes you. “just let me, dovey,” he makes quick work of your clit, having you gasping, kei, k-kei, fuck. “so good f’me, yeah? cum, come on. i know you got it in you.”
your brain turns to mush as you cum, choking on air as he buries himself to the hilt in you, feeling your walls clench tightly, fluttering around his cock. he coos you through it, fucking you slowly, sensually as you come down. your gaze softens, fingers still digging into his arms, pressing yourself against him.
he knows. keigo knows you, inside and out. he fucks you again and again, watching you cream over his cock until you’re shooting blanks, until you stutter out a, “c-can’t, no more…” and then he kisses you swiftly, holding you gentle in his arms.
“do you want me to finish?” he asks you, holding your jaw so you’re looking at him. his gaze pierces into yours, and your mind clears just enough to nod, to whisper a “please, inside, inside.” he drops his head down, resting his forehead against yours, cursing.
“gonna give you what you want,” he murmurs, lips warm and quivering. “give my baby bird everything she wants, yeah?” and you nod, wrapping your legs around him, hooking your ankles around his waist. he fucks you with vigour, watching your eyes roll back as he chases his own heaven, and he swears he sees god every night he’s in your pussy. you’re both covered in sweat and spit and cum, holding each other so close you swallow each other’s breaths. you dont want to let him go; never want him to leave. he’s so close to you now, and it’s everything you’ve ever wanted.
when keigo cums, he cums a lot. he lets out a small, cumming! in warning, before stuttering and stilling inside of you. you can feel him cum, white hot and spurting deep inside of you. you sigh, content and exhausted, still holding him close against you.
“baby?” you hear him call. “come back to me. i’m here.”
he stays inside you, softening cock plugging you full of cum still. you think you’d die without it, feel fatally hollow without him in you, on top of you, everywhere around you. you hold him, fingernails digging into his skin, hot tears staining his shoulder. he holds you, as you cry, as you drift back to reality.
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Dabi + Hawks ✩ S5 EP 25
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i wanted an excuse to draw dabi in hawks merch haha
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Everyone needs a forehead kiss sometimes. Even the big scary villains.
(Keigo is standing on his tiptoes btw. There’s no way he’d reach such standing heights otherwise.)
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“you look happy”
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Omg I just saw that you also do mha so could you do the soft s/o yet with 3 mha boys of your choice?:0
♡︎loving s/o headcanons 3♡︎
absolutely will do, sorry for taking so long ;^;
characters: Keigo Takami, Tomura Shigaraki, Izuku Midoriya
warnings: none, just fluff
this. this is heaven.
he won't hesitate, and will take full and absolute advantage, flopping on top of you whenever
after a while of being together, he'll even wrap his wings around you, kinda like a weightened blanket!
but of course, this man being himself, he can't let you be
he'll make you live in paranoia, scared when the next tickle attack during a cuddle session comes on
sometimes it comes, merciless
sometimes it doesn't, but that isn't really a relief, because that means he's saving power for the next one
tomura.exe has stopped working
yeah, that's going to happen pretty often here, give him some time, he'll get used to it
at first he'd be super terrified to hurt you, and soft-snap at you quite a bit to not be so careless around him
but when he gets his artist gloves, he's not just over the moon, he's over the whole milky way
suddenly he gets to clingy and touchy, constantly having at least one hand on you
you also notice he leans into you more, a bit like a puppy
he switched vegetables, no more broccoli, he is now a tomato
a very happy, yet highly embarrassed tomato
he absolutely adores this, he especially loves it when you play and mess with his hair
he'll hide in his shirt, but if you dare stop, he'll full on pout at you
after a month or more, he's confident in his attempt to reciprocate your affections, so he's not the only one completely flushed!
and damn he's good at it, like better than he thought
he's just so sincere, so sweet, and having it all directed towards oneself would make anyone blush, he's too good
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Endeavor: It's not going to scar, is it?
Hawks: Of course it's going to scar. There's a hole in your face.
Endeavor: Thought you were supposed to be good at your job.
Hawks: I thought you were supposed to be a worthwhile man. It seems we both have reason to be disappointed.
Source: Jenna Moreci ("The Savior's Sister")
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What it’s like to dance with them
Characters: Dabi/Touya Todoroki, Eraserhead/Shouta Aizawa, Hawks/Keigo Takami & Present Mic/Hizashi Yamada.
Dance in the rain type of guy. No fucks given type of guy. He doesn’t know how to dance specifically, but just kinda does whatever feels natural in the moment. He’ll do things he’s seen in movies, spin you around, dip you, etc. Really cocky about it too and somehow always manages to fluster you with his remarks.
He likes a slow, intimate dance between only the two of you. Most of the time it happens spontaneously, at 2 am when neither of you can fall asleep, in the shower, while you’re making food... He’ll play a gentle tune in the background and sway with you in his arms. He sneaks in kisses as well, and takes the time to tell you how much he loves and appreciates you. Don’t expect anything extravagant in terms of moves though, I don’t think he really knows how to dance.
He’s just as goofy when he dances as he is normally. And although he has a busy schedule, he somehow still found the time somewhere somehow to learn how to dance. Whether he learned from movies like Dabi, or he’s learned from classes, from former dance partners... Who knows, but he’s a whole lot of fun to dance with. He does like a slow dance too though, especially if he can hold you close and fold his wings in around you.
Present Mic▪︎Hizashi Yamada:
Another one who’s on the goofy side when it comes to dancing. Hizashi has 100% taken dancing classes though, out of his own interest. He’ll teach you how to dance if you don’t know how to, and he’s the most entertaining teacher you could ask for. It happens at times you might step on each other’s feet but he’ll just laugh it off. The man just really wants to have fun with you.
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the todoroki theory || eraserhead, hawks & fatgum headcanon
✧･ﾟ Credits to the owner of the gif!
Title: The Todoroki Theory
Summary: Shoto's reserved behaviour isn't a 'no thoughts head empty' moment, but rather what he, as well as his classmates, describe as the 'Todoroki Theory'. Today's order of business—does (Y/N) have a secret love child and if so, are they in the school?
Characters: Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead), Keigo Takami (Hawks), Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum), Vigilante!Fem!Reader, Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Mirio Togata, Eri, Fumikage Tokoyami, Eijiro Kirishima, Tamaki Amajiki + the rest of Class 1-A
Word Count: 1.7k
Warnings: Humour (Todoroki being outta pocket), Swearing & Shitposting, BUT ALSO Topics of depression on Fatgum’s ver, so read at you own risk!
A/N: Ever wondered what Icy-Hot's thinking about? He has his big brain moments, which is why I've done three versions; Eraserhead, Hawks & Fatgum! ♡ Do click on the links (spoiler: there’s memes too!) for a better reading experience!
Disclaimer: Be warned—GRAMMAR ERRORS & occasional usage of last names, KIDDOS. I made this on a whim BUT I might make a one-shot/longer ver. for Fatgum’s, we’ll see :) Thanks for stopping by, my dearest cuties and enjoy this lil’ piece! ♡
Shoto’s been pretty out of it, which was pretty uncharacteristic of him. Izuku wasn't the only one who noticed—the entire class did, even Aizawa-sensei but amazingly, he didn't call him out for it. So, when lunch break came around, his classmates, being good Samaritans of Musutafu, approached him in hopes of getting some answers.
"Ah, my apologies. I've been... thinking, that's all,"
"Mind telling us what it's about?" Todoroki didn't answer, almost a little embarrassed to do so. Before Izuku could reassure that he didn't need to, Shoto finally responded.
"It's about (L/N)-sensei," They quirked their eyebrows—one of the vigilantes who'd stop by the school ever so often?
"Well, what about her?" As soon as Shoto placed his elbows on his desk, hiding the lower half of his face behind his intertwined hands and put on his 'thinking face', they were more than curious.
"Do you think she's related to someone in this school?" He immediately laid his theories out, not even giving them a minute to properly digest before continuing, "I think that certain someone is somebody we know,"
"W-wha-?" Shoto raised his hand, silently requesting his classmates to wait a moment. Instantaneously, they slapped their hands over their own mouths.
"Do you think she has a secret love child?" Despite unable to comprehend his assumption, Izuku being the one to choke on his own saliva, which prompted Todoroki to pat his back as he coughed his lungs out.
"W-who do you think is the love child?" Ochaco tilted her head. Shoto looked out of the window as if he's trying to remember.
"Well," He began.
✧･ﾟ Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead)
"I believe it's Hitoshi-san,"
"He's seen with either (L/N)-sensei or Aizawa-sensei most of the time,"
"Orrr, do you think Aizawa-sensei's with her because she's part cat?" Bless Hagakure's soul, her assumption sounded so innocent, but some imagined it as a… less than kid-friendly idea.
Now, Hagakure's not wrong about your quirk, but she's not right either. Your retractable claws and occasional war cry roars are the reasons why many associated you with felines
Which, yeah, you also love cats, like Aizawa and Shinsou
but you’re also a tough cookie, dammit >:[
Other than that? You look perfectly human!
But, since your first time in U.A., you're seen with Aizawa a lot, whether it's just him or with the addition of teachers like Present Mic or Midnight
So, in order to clear up the confusion
One of them volunteered to ask Shinsou
and by volunteered
I mean, appointing Izuku as the man
"Shinsou?" He grunted, "Are you somehow related to Aizawa-sensei or (L/N)-sensei?"
Shinsou squinted his eyes, his eyes stared deeply into Izuku's soul.
"What makes you say that?" Shinsou raised an eyebrow, suspicious as he looked at him from head to toe.
'Oh, y'know, (L/N)-sensei's quirk which more or less associates with cats, everyone's unconditional love for felines, each and everyone's evil smirk even though it's how you actually smile...'
Is what he would've said if he was Denki or Mineta, instead,
"Well, no reason," He was unable to convince Shinsou with his nervous chuckle but the latter shrugged it off.
This is what I’m referring to
"Shinsou," Izuku's homeroom teacher called out with his usual bored tone. Shinsou waved at him before following Aizawa elsewhere.
When the day finally ended, class A-1 walked together and passed the faculty room
"This is papa, then there's you, then that's me in the middle of Togata-san and Hitoshi-san!"
Everyone took a peek in the room to find everyone she mentioned—you, Aizawa, Mirio and Shinsou huddled up to see the youngster's drawing.
You and Mirio were smiling from ear to ear whereas Aizawa and Shinsou, believe it or not, had the faintest smiles on their faces
"Training's as usual," Aizawa reminded Shinsou
"Then, we can have dinner together," You added, earning small cheers from excitement from both Mirio and Eri
*le gasp in quiet*
You can't convince me that Aizawa doesn’t have some sort of spider (kitty? har har) senses
because as soon as he was caught smiling from 'intruders'
man's eyes glowed red, his scarf ready and on guard
none of his students were fast enough to flee that day
f in the chat
✧･ﾟ Keigo Takami (Hawks)
Shoto didn’t respond, so they followed his accusatory gaze—Tokoyami.
“Hawks-san and (L/N)-sensei are quite close, aren’t they?” A Y O O O.
lmao. The biggest plot twist of the century.
But, now that he's mentioned it, let’s recap, shall we?
Cue Todoroki and his portable whiteboard that just popped out of nowhere.
Firstly, you and Hawks do have some big ass wings. His majestic red ones—the looming figure was both majestic and intimidating. The owner and his continuous flirtatiousness wooed the crowd, fan or not. A former lady-killer, if you will.
Then, you came around. Just your presence alone, wow—an absolute sight to behold. And those wings of yours? WOAH MAMA.
Okay, let me chill.
I don’t act like this, I swear.
Keigo, as did everyone else, were in awe. But unlike him, you were shyer than shy and the last thing you wanted was to be interviewed at every given moment. So, you thought being a vigilante was the way to go, right? But alas, everyone's beginning to recognize the darling with wings from a mile away.
So, when the press learnt that you and Keigo were together?
Honey, nothing could've prepared you for the title they've given you—the hottest winged couple of Musutafu.
Keigo, though? Man's wore that name with absolute PRIDE.
He’d scream it out to the world, if he had to.
Despite being a few years older than him, it's no doubt that he's the dominant one if you catch my drift (〃▽〃)
OKAY, anyway… This is where Tokoyami comes in.
Keigo was hella quick to recruit Tokoyami, no?
So, just like your significant other, he became your responsibility as well.
One thing you and Tokoyami had in common was disliking the idea of being in the spotlight, especially LITERALLY for him.
Mina, for some unknown reason, eagerly supported his theory, showing them a footage of you talking to Keigo while subconsciously stroking Dark Shadow's head
and him obviously loving it.
are you not embarrassed this is really embarrassing
*Dark Shadow has left the chat*
Plus, who is the FIRST person you'd always check up on whenever you'd visit the school?
Fumikage fluffing Tokoyami, that's who.
“My relationships with (L/N)-sensei and Hawks-san are strictly professional,”
His phone chimed.
“you up for dinner with us before we go patrol?” IT'S HAWKS
“Keigo! It’s still Tokoyami’s class hour D:” AND NOW IT’S YOU
“whoops, sorry :P”, Hawks replied as if he and you were bantering
Like.... old… married… couples…
Tokoyami knew it was time to skedaddle and he did just that
Leaving his classmates who, sadly for him, read everything
Tokoyami did, however, attend the dinner with two of you, explaining what happened with the class in embarrassment
You couldn’t stop apologizing while Keigo, well, he couldn’t stop laughing
✧･ﾟ Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum)
"Kirishima," The red-head sputtered, "Are you and Amajiki-san related in any sort of way?" WHAT-
"W-what?! Why'd you think that?!" Shoto narrowed his eyes when his classmate didn’t deny his statement beforehand, so he pried further with a single word.
Did Todoroki assume you were Kirishima's mother because of your diamond mimicry quirk? Sure, it's not so different from his Hardening quirk, but what other 'evidences' did he have, and what did Tamaki have to do with it all?
"She is someone I wished I had in my childhood," Now that sounded like tea waiting to be spilt.
So, he did.
How Tamaki's lack of self-worth hit too close to home—how he couldn't see himself out there as a hero when he's practically outshined by many others.
Then, little him came across an article of a hero that more or less resembled his own quirk.
How you called a journalist out for describing your ability as 'mere eye candy' even after saving a building worth of civilians.
How you reminded the public, quirkless or not, to care less about the people who judge you for trying to do or even be better as a person.
Kirishima worked hard from then on, and just like you said, to be better.
So, you can imagine how fast his heartbeat was when the first time he and Tamaki met Fatgum, you were there.
One day, you happened to be around when Kirishima gave Tamaki a pep talk.
The poor third-year wasn't feeling like himself, as usual.
This marked the first time they've seen your 'mother instinct' kicking in by having quite the deep conversation about self-esteem.
Unbeknownst to them, Taishiro was listening all along, but he allowed the two to have a moment with you.
He listened and listened good—reminding himself the reason why he loves you in the first place.
He, too, had his insecurities—what made you fall in love with him, of all people, who were probably waiting to ask for your hand in marriage?
Your assertiveness not only saved yourself but also saved him and most likely his two pupils.
Now, whenever Kirishima or Tamaki were feeling out of touch with reality, you were the first person they'd seek out. Tamaki felt like he was betraying his best friend but sometimes, he'd prefer talking it out with an adult, which, in all honesty, was just you or Taishiro.
"Kirishima-san," The entire class jolted before whirling around, only to find Tamaki peeking his head in the class.
The sheer number of eyes that bored into his soul nearly took out his own soul.
"I need to talk to you," He whispered and in a blink of an eye, Kirishima was right next to him before disappearing with his senior.
Nosey 1-A couldn't help but slide the door open just a little, hearing not two but four voices, including yours and Tetsutetsu.
"Tai-kun and I won't be around for a while, but until then, you three take care of yourselves, alright?"
'Tai-kun'?! 'Take care'?!
WHAT'S TETSUTETSU DOING HERE
AND WHY IS HE AND KIRISHIMA TEARING UP?!
Are you giving them hugs too?!
Some cooed, others were still processing
Others like Mineta and Denki, again.
Kirishima and Tamaki escaped to the cafeteria together after you left, not wanting to know what’s in store for them if they return to the class of 1-A
✧･ﾟ: END :･ﾟ✧
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So we have fem!Shinyo, now how bout...FEM!BABY FEATHERS????
Hah, I actually don't think I'd have to change anything in lil' Keigo's design for that?
I mean, kids generally look pretty androgynous. Maybe her hair a little longer?
One sec, lemme try...
Ok, yeah she does look different!
Fem!Shinyo & Fem!Keigo <3
Thanks for the request! :3
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Keigo Takami/Hawks x Fem!Reader
Characters: Keigo Takami/Hawks
Warnings: Some anxiety, exhaustion
DISCLAIMER: The characters mentioned belong to Kohei Horikoshi
English is not my native language, so I hope there's no mistakes in grammar^^'
"I'm home." The familiar voice of your boyfriend called out as he shut the door behind him and kicked off his shoes.
"Welcome home!" You answered from the bathroom while applying your moisturizer in front of a mirror. With only his oversized white t-shirt and panties on, you were soon ready to go to bed.
"Are you hungry?" You asked when you heard his footsteps advancing the bedroom, seeming more draggy than usually.
"Not really, bed seems to be the proper place for me now." You blinked while setting your hair, wondering how he wasn't hungry since it was so late already and he had a long day.
"Are you sure..?" You walked out of the bathroom with a bobble between your teeth but stopped when you saw Keigo sitting on the edge of the bed.
He had just tossed his jacket on the floor with the headphones and visors on top of it, which was nothing like him. He was leaning forward with his forearms resting on his thighs, his expression being barely a small smile and empty eyes.
Slowly you took the bobble from between your teeth and placed it around your wrist, deciding to stop your nightly routines. You were the only one who recognized that look in his hollow eyes and the only one who was ever allowed to see him like this.
He was tired.
Not physically, he was always hungry as hell when being physically exhausted. He was emotionally drained after wearing his everyday mask.
You smiled warmly and took confident steps all the way up to him. He lifted his weary eyes up at you in a questioning way but you believed that no words were needed right now as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed his head against your chest.
His breathing was calm and for a moment he just stayed still but soon he buried his face on your chest and locked his arms tightly around your waist. You closed your eyes and rested your chin on top of his head.
Outside these walls he was Hawks, the number two pro-hero. An approachable and funny guy who didn't mind engaging with his fans. His flirtatious character was appealing to everyone and that laid-back nature attracted all kinds of people around him as they viewed Hawks as someone who got along with anyone.
But in reality that playboy attitude of his was just a facade. In his private life he was very down to earth yet insecure, having never experienced what it was like when somebody loved him. By wearing a mask in public he was able to keep everyone at an arm's length as he thought that he might not be loved if people knew what kind of person he really was. The more his status grew, the higher his walls got.
When it came to your relationship, he wanted to keep your privacy so you wouldn't have to deal with envious fangirls, reporters or paparazzis. He wanted to protect you from that part of his life.
Wearing a heavy armour and hiding his insecurity and weakness under the name Hawks sometimes took a toll on him.
You were aware of his hard work and efforts which is why you also bore an undisputed will to protect him and make him feel loved. That despite knowing and witnessing his weaknesses and flaws, you loved him with every inch of your heart. You wanted Keigo to remember that no matter what happens, your arms were his home, a place where he can be vulnerable and won't have to pretend.
So that's what you were doing now, making him feel safe.
"(Y/N)...?" His voice spoke.
"Your boobs feel nice."
You burst out laughing as he lifted his gaze up at you, now with a relieved and grateful smile on his face. A joke was definitely a sign that your encouragement had worked.
You kneeled in front of him while still giggling a bit and rested your arms on his knees.
"So are you sure you're not hungry? I made fried chicken for you." You asked with an alluring tone in your voice while giving him a toothy grin.
"Well now that I think about it, I might be starving." He confessed with an apologetic smile while rubbing the back of his head.
"I knew it! So I'll go to mix the dip. Is garlic okay?" You asked while getting back up on your feet.
"It's perfect." He said, while getting up.
"Great!" You tilted your head and grinned.
"Hey.." Suddenly Keigo grabbed your wrist, pulled you up against him and kissed you in the most loving way possible. You placed your hands on his chest while his rested on your hips.
When you parted, he pressed his forehead against yours.
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Hawks - Back Alley Brawl
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HOLD UP- Did his wound is healed or did Hori forgot about it? because most of the time Hori has been hiding Hawks’ scar.
His face is hidden with his collar almost every time he appears.The question is why though ?
We just got a clear Hawks’ face from the front in chapter 325. And his wound is still there! but in the recent chapter 327 it’s gone, his stubble are growing much more too.
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Hawks, about the PLF: I wanted to report you all for “cringe”, but that wasn’t an option so I just went with “terrorism”.
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GUYS!!! THEY DID IT THEY ANIMATED IT IM SO FUCKING HAPPY LETS GOOOOOOOO
Dabi’s smile tho, fuuuuuuck 🥵💦
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