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not-your-damsel · 1 year

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Our Number 1 Hero

Who :: Hawks/Keigo Takami x Fem!Reader

AN :: While I’m recovering, have a queued up/scheduled cute & smutty moment I finished a few days ago with you in an established marriage/already mated with papa Keigs ♥️ Was inspired after seeing an adorable bit of fanart of Keigo with his baby chirping up at him 🥺🥹🫠

⚠️ :: Oral (Fem!receiving), sq¡irt¡ng, some feather play. MDN¡, ageless, porn & blank blogs will be sniped on sight. Pew pew!

Word Count :: 4,179

Photo :: A Pinterest find. If anyone knows the artist, please let me know so I can give proper credit.

⚠️Note :: There’s an issue going on with the mobile version of the app with the display of this oneshot, especially when adding more ppl to tag. Just a heads up, I’ll remove this when it gets fixed on their end as I’ve done all I can on mine. On desktop it looks absolutely normal. Go figure 🙄

There’s a feeling you can’t quite describe whenever you watch as Keigo plays and bonds with your 10 month old baby boy and girl. Never in your life did you think twins would be in the cards for you, yet, here you were with two fuzzy, crimson winged beauties who were currently laughing that undeniably happy laughter that only babies can manage as he holds them just under their bellies to float them around like planes. In fact, their laughter is so hearty that you find both Keigo and yourself having a good chuckle along with them as you listen from where you are.

As you’re sitting in the living room, working on altering and hemming your babies’ clothing to accommodate their wings, you hear your husband gasp out and it has you dropping everything to make sure nothing’s wrong. You reach the doorway to the babies’ room where they were playing with Keigo, expecting to see some sort of accident, only to see each baby gathered in either of his capable arms as they chirp up at him eagerly.

Hinadori, your chubby cheeked daughter, was clinging to Keigo’s shirt as her large eyes -your eyes- looked up at her dad, almost as though she revered him. Her little mouth would open and a flurry of chirps and peeps would come rushing out to his ears, making him crack a smile.

“Is that so, Hina-chan? Well then, -chirps and peeps- hm? Can you promise not to do that to Tobu-chan’s wings? It isn’t nice. -chirps lowly-”

Hinadori looked over at Tobu in Keigo’s other arm thoughtfully, her eye markings making her look angelic, almost cherub-like. Her chubby little arm slowly reached over to Tobu’s plush little wing, occasionally looking up to Keigo as though asking permission. He’d nod, chirp and watch on.

“Gentle, Hina-chan, yasashi…”

She slowed for a moment as he spoke before a chirp met her ears, telling her to continue. Her little dimpled hand met Tobu’s little wing where she gently pet it, looking back to Keigo for approval. He nodded, a kind and loving smile graced his lips as she let out a gleeful chirp. Keigo whistled out from somewhere deep in his throat and she laughed.

“That’s my good girl, that’s daddy’s good girl!”

You grinned from the doorway, arms crossing over your chest as you watched them together. Tobu now looked up at Keigo, his eyes a startling shade of gold and despite the hue being slightly different from Keigo’s, when you looked at him with those avian markings, he looked just like his daddy. Tobu had your hair but, like Keigo’s, it stuck every which way. Even more so after horsing around. His cheeks were tinged pink from all the laughter no doubt.

“Your big sister did well, right my little feather?”

Keigo asked as Tobu chirped up at him. His little arms began to work as he tugged Keigo’s shirt, his legs working together in a crawling motion as though he were trying to climb up to Keigo’s shoulder.

“Hey now -chirps and whistles- where are you going, little fea-”

Tobu’s little wings began to flutter, some deep instinct triggering a knowing need to flap. Keigo’s eyes nearly turned to saucers as he watched on, measuring how hard the little wing beats were.

“Keigs, watch hi-”

“He’s trying, baby, he’s trying!”

Keigo was far too excited about this, assuring you as he held Tobu fast as he worked his way to Keigo’s neck with his wings working all the while. Once he reached Keigo’s neck, he realized he had nowhere else to go so he settled for making a fuss with impatient chirps and tiny whistles leaving his throat.

“Ok, ok. One second, Tobu-chan. Baby? Can you take Hina-chan for a moment, please?”

You nodded, walking over to them and scooping Hinadori in your arms, kissing the top of her straw colored locks as you cradled her head close to your chest.

“Look, Hina-chan! Look at daddy and Tobu-chan…”

Keigo was now holding Tobu high above his head, chuckling as he watched his little legs and arms splay out instinctively. Suddenly and without warning, Keigo let go of Tobu, dropping his arms lower in a position ready to catch him on his inevitable way down.

“Kei!!”

You felt your heart drop along with your son who landed safely in your husband’s hands. A squeal met your ears as Tobu felt the drop in his little body, his wings fluttering wildly on the way down.

“Again, Tobu-chan, slower. -peeps-”

Whatever Keigo had said to Tobu, it was clearly important as he gently patted your son’s wings. Taking position once more, Keigo raised Tobu above his head and dropped him again. This time you watched as Tobu’s little wings fluttered a little slower than the first time… and he was floating for about two seconds before once again falling into Keigo’s hands.

“Now, that’s what I’m talkin’ about, sweetheart!!!!”

Keigo yelled into the room startling both you and Hinadori, the both of you jolting in unison before hearing a commotion of chirps, peeps, whistles and squeaks fill the kid’s room. Keigo was so happy, his own wings spread wide as they shook with excitement and pride before looking at you with determination.

“Tobu’s ready! We can go out tomorrow morning and we ca-”

“Wait, wait, wait! Kei, I know you’re happy and I know you’re excited, I am too! But…”

You trailed off, absentmindedly bouncing Hinadori on your hip. Keigo could sense your apprehension, could smell the cortisol coming off you as you silently stressed.

“Baby bird… you know I’d never let anything happen to our brood, right?”

You swore you’d never get used to the whole “familial bird” talk. You nodded, you knew he’d lay his life down without hesitation or question for you and the babies. Keigo put Tobu on the hip opposite yours with Hinadori and leaned into you, his nose trailing from your own to your jaw and then gliding down to a faded bite mark on the smooth skin of your neck. He inhaled deeply before planting a kiss against the silvered mark, followed by a soft nip and a final kiss once more. Standing upright to meet your gaze again, Keigo noted you were calm once more and he grinned, lopsided and beautiful all the same. You grinned back, free hand coming up to stroke his scarred cheek as you looked lovingly at him.

“I know you’d never let anything happen to them, but, how do you know it’s time?”

Keigo nodded, he figured it was fair you’d ask how he knew. But, he didn’t know either.

“Truth is, kid, I don’t even know how it is I know. I just do. And I know that’s not what you want to hear but, it’s the truth and it’s all I can give you right now. I just… I feel it in my bones. It’s time for Tobu to practice taking flight.”

He said, holding your gaze lovingly. You nodded, Keigo could tell it was a reluctant one, but you nodded with a sigh. You looked at Hinadori and felt your eyes brim with tears.

“Talk to me, baby bird. What’re you thinking?”

Keigo grabbed hold of your chin to look at him again, seeing your eyes reddened and glossier than a moment ago.

“Oh no, baby I-”

“I just… I’m so proud of you, Keigo,”

You nuzzled into his palm against your cheek.

“You went from not wanting us to have kids because you were terrified you’d be the worst father to grace this planet, to us having not one but two, to being the best father I’ve ever seen. Not that I never had faith in you, you just blew all my expectations away.”

Keigo’s neck was starting to pink to his ears at your words.

“And I get so touched when I see you with them, see you playing and bonding and becoming the mochi of their eyes. Part of me is a little jealous of you three, to be honest.”

“Wait, what?! Us?! I don’t understand, love…”

You shook your head,

“Not in a malicious way, I just wish I knew what you guys say to one another when you start chirping and whistling at each other and now, Tobu-chan’s ready to start flying practice and I can’t be there for that. I can’t be in the sky with you to see him experience this life changing moment and I want to be there for all of it. Our line of work doesn’t guarantee us seeing tomorrow and I want to see everything they get to experience and I-”

You didn’t even realize you were crying until Hinadori reached to touch your wet cheek. You looked down at her where she chirped to you and you had no idea how to even answer her. It made you feel a little worse, like you couldn’t provide vocal comfort or feedback to your own babies.

“Whistle.”

Keigo said, wiping your eyes and then your nose.

“K-Keigs, gross!”

“Our brood has pissed on me, puked on me, I even been shat on by them, your snot is nothing by now, dove. Now, whistle. Nothing major, just a single, double note sound.”

You shook your head but gave it a try anyway, letting a single little high-low whistle escape your lips as you looked at Hinadori. Her features lit up as she released more of her own chirps and peeps at you. You giggled, more tears forming in your eyes at her response to you.

“B-but, I don’t know what I’ve said to her or what she’s saying to me.”

Keigo grinned.

“It doesn’t rightly matter at this point, they’re not saying much of anything right now. I only understand bits and pieces of what they mean. It’ll get better over time as they form their avian speech more. And you, baby bird, don’t have to worry one bit. I’m here, aren’t I? I can always translate.”

You smiled at him, pulling him in for a deep, heated kiss.

“What was that for?”

“For being our number 1 hero. Come now, let’s get these little chicks to bed.”

Keigo beamed before frowning.

“I need to see if my Hina-chan is ready, too!”

“You can check tomorrow, I promise.”

Giggling at his pout, you handed Hinadori to him so he could get them ready for bed as you tidied up the living room of all the little clothing and sewing items you had scattered around along with whatever toys were left on the floor of their play mats.

It had taken almost an hour to get the chicks down and off to sleep. Little twitching wings remained active while they were fast asleep as you and Keigo kissed their heads before leaving a feather of his own wrapped around their ankles. You closed their door, leaving a crack open before you went to your shared bedroom to change into your pajamas.

Walking in, you see Keigo already in his boxers while laying in bed, golden eyes scanning his tablet screen most likely adjusting your patrolling schedules for the coming week. You made your way to the walk-in closet to put your pajamas on, throwing your clothes for the day in the hamper in the process. As you bent to pull your silk sleep shorts up, you felt a feather skimming up your back before making quick work of your bra, feeling it slip off your shoulders, falling to the hardwood floor.

Keigo could feel the vibration of your slight giggles, making him smirk in turn. He then felt you wave the feather off as you moved to slip your silk tank on and as you threw your arms up to help it slide over your head, large, warm, calloused hands reached around to cup and grope your soft breasts. You yelped, always getting thrown off by how stealthy Keigo was when he really wanted to be.

Warm lips met the nape of your neck accompanied by the sharp scrape of his stubble as he kissed you, his chest meeting your back as he pressed into you. It was then you felt a hard bulge firmly against your lower back, a slight grind into you as Keigo’s thumbs slid down to your nipples to roll between them and his forefingers. Your back was instinctively arching against him, your ass pushing into his hard cock as your chest pushed out into his rough hands.

“Fffuck, baby, that get your pretty pussy twitching for me?”

He panted behind your ear, his nose inhaling the scent of your hair as you rocked your ass up and down his clothed length. With your nipples now hard and pebbled for him, he pulled, a hiss escaping your lips at the feeling as your arms reached behind you to sink your fingers into silky straw colored strands, tugging enticingly as he sucked along your shoulder with a groan.

“Kei, t-the bed…”

You felt another feather make its way to your shorts, tugging them down along with your panties to pool at your feet.

“Here’s just fine, baby bird.”

With one swift movement, Keigo had you bent over your vanity, some of your makeup items clattering to the floor with the act.

“The babies, Keigs!”

“They’re still asleep, hero’s promise.”

Still bent in your position, you were already reaching behind you to tug down his boxers and boxer briefs, wanting to feel him inside you already.

“So needy aren’t we? I got you, kid.”

His feathers were already pulling his bottoms down and you heard his cock slap against his lower abdomen.

“Kei, I need it, I need you, please!”

You breathed. With his heightened senses, he could already smell you dripping for him, taste it in the air and it had his golden eyes rolling back. His hands found your hips and adjusted them so that it looked as though you were presenting yourself to him.

“Lemme see, baby, let me fuckin’ see what it is I do to you.”

You gave a pathetic whine as his hands spread your cheeks apart, watching as your cunt fluttered for him, your slick oozing from your tight little hole. Avian pupils dialated at the sight and before he could even register what he was doing, Keigo dropped to his knees and licked from your clit to your hole before delving in to penetrate it.

Squealing, you slammed your hands down on the table of your vanity as he ate you out like a starved man. Slurping, sucking your clit before flicking his tongue over it again and again had your eyes rolling back as well.

“Keigo, fuck, p-please, I-!”

His hands squeezed your ass cheeks roughly, grunting and moaning every time your slick gushed into his mouth.

“You better cum in my mouth. I don’t care how long it takes, I want you squirting in this mouth, d’you hear me?”

A harsh slap met one of your ass cheeks and you moaned out loud as his whole mouth covered your cunt, his tongue stroking you even closer to the edge of bliss. Keigo abruptly pulled away, and as you went to protest, you felt a feather start vibrating against your clit before two thick fingers slipped inside you pumping against your sweet spot over and over again. The feeling had your hips swiveling, bucking up and down as tears pricked your eyes.

“You know how beautiful you look, what you’re doing to me right now? You keep this up, you’ll end up making me knock you up with another addition to the brood,”

At that, your hips rocked harder into his pumping fingers.

“What a little slut, fuuuck!”

“R-right there, right there, Keigo don’t stop,”

This was arguably the second best part, the immediate climb to the jump off, the way the taut string inside your belly was fraying in preparation for the snap.

Keigo felt it, the way your cunt was sucking his thick fingers in, fluttering all around them. It was like he was in a trance, chasing that sweet moment you’d come undone and bless him with the sweetest nectar that was only ever for him.

“Keigo, it’s coming, I’m cumming, I-! G-gonna squ-“

Keigo removed his fingers but kept his feather working you, flipping you over again to latch his mouth against your cunt just in time as a gush of fluid came out of you and right into his mouth where he drank, golden eyes shifting between pinpoints and full blown as he let out the most porn worthy moan along with your own.

Pulling away, his chin was soaked and as he lifted his head up it began to drip and roll down his neck. But, he couldn’t be bothered to care. Your squirming told him to stop with his feather, already pawing at you to suddenly hoist over his shoulder to bring you to the bed.

“K-Keigo! There’s a mess on the floor!”

“Feathers’ll get it,”

Once in the bedroom, Keigo plopped you on the bed, climbing up over you and caging you in with his own body.

“C’mere, you pretty bird.”

He dipped down and kissed you passionately, and it wasn’t until he slipped his tongue in your mouth that you realized he never wiped your release off of his face. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck bringing him closer to you. As you both made out on the bed, his hand slipped between the both of you to give his cock a few pumps before swiping his tip along your slippery entrance to gather some slick.

He groaned deeply in your mouth.

“Fuck, kid, fuuuck,”

You slid your legs up some and opened them wider for him as he grinned down at you.

“Have I told you that I love you today?”

You’re grinning back now, shaking your head.

“No. I don’t think you have and I’m upset about it.”

You faux pouted. The two of you knew he’d already told both you and the chicks he loves you a couple times since he’d gotten home and it was reciprocated each time. With you both working the profession you do, it tends to do that. You’ve made it a constant habit since you two had gotten together. It was a little bit of work on his part since saying it outright when the mood strikes isn’t much within Japanese culture but, when a near death experience came late one morning you drove it home to him why it was so important to you to say it and have it said in return. Keigo’s never skipped saying it ever since that day. He was incredibly good like that.

“How could I? I made a promise, didn’t I?”

You nodded, pure love and contentment on your face. Gods, he adored the ever loving hell out of you.

“Then, let me make it up to you, baby bird.”

Guiding his length into your warmth with a flex of his jaw and ab muscles, Keigo stops to look up at you.

“Oh, I should prep you mo-oh!!”

Without warning, you dug your heels into each of his ass cheeks and pulled him into you the rest of the way.

“Fuck, fuck!”

He gasped while you took a sharp breath in as he lurched forward and caught himself just in time with hands on either side of your head. Giving you a moment to adjust, he lowered himself onto his elbows, leaning down to kiss you sweetly as he backed out, the tip of his cock remaining behind before thrusting back into you hard enough to knock the air out of your lungs. Your arms slipped under his to grip at his shoulders for stability as he began a slow but rough pace. Each drag out of your slick and gummy walls had you slowly clenching around him, the sounds of your arousal already sounding out in the room.

“M-more, Keigs, more,”

Keigo’s hand came to gently wipe your hair out of your face, his own so close to yours that you were both breathing the same air, sharing it intimately in and out through your mouths. His pace picked up some, the feeling making you hike tour legs up higher over his hips now as his gentle pace turned into the feverish hunger you knew he was fighting. Keigo roughly grasped a breast in his hand, squeezing to bring your nipple into his mouth as his hips continued to roll into you faster.

“Yeah, like that! Just like that, Kei!”

His mouth unlatched from you with a ‘pop!’, thinly rimmed golden eyes meeting yours as he took in your debauched state with a lick of his cherry kissed lips.

“Shhh, shhhh. I got you, baby,”

However, the second he felt your nails gently scrape against the patch of skin between his wings, they fluffed out from behind him and the torrent of want and need he’d held back this whole time snapped.

“But, fuck, I need more!”

Pushing off of his arms after giving you a quick kiss, he planted his large hands against the backs of your thighs, pushing them up to your chest as he snapped his hips brutally into you. The slapping of his balls against you, the sounds of your combined slick and his pre was all too much. The moment his fingers met your clit with a few perfectly pressured strokes, it had you careening towards your release as it snuck up on you and tore at the core of your lower stomach. Clenching around his length, it had Keigo looking down, a sheen of sweat all over his body as he watched with dilated pupils a creamy ring forming at the base of his cock.

“Fuckin’ beautiful, honey, goddamn it,”

You didn’t even think he caught what he’d said before his face twisted in pleasure, golden eyes rolling to the back of his head as you felt his cock throb a few times inside you.

“I’m gonna cum, ba-baby bird, I’m gonna fuckin’ cu-”

His voice choked off to let out a sinful moan as rope after rope of his cum shot into you with each throb of his cock. Keigo’s hands loosened their grip on either of your thighs, helping you put them back down gently as you both panted for breath. As he looked to you, your arms were already open to him and waiting for his inevitable collapse into you. And he did just that with a goofy smile to his lips.

“Oof! Keigs, my tits!”

He wasn’t listening, already nuzzling into your neck with kisses as his stubble scraped nicely at your skin there. Your fingers were already threading through his straw colored curls to stroke and tug just to hear him groan in delight at the feeling as you kissed the top of his head before taking a deep breath of his scent through them to ground you.

“I love you, Keigo.”

“I love you, too, my baby bird.”

You both lay there in silence, cockwarming him with your legs wrapped around him as you held one another. Keigo propped his head up, chin resting in the valley of your breasts.

“You know, about me taking the chicks with me up in the air, you can be there, y’know?”

You gave him a skeptical look, an eyebrow cocked at him.

“You can’t bring us all up there!! How’ll you do that?!”

“Feathers, silly.”

You thought about it for a moment, your attention being caught as you saw your clothes being brought back out from the walk-in closet before being rested gently back on the bed.

Well, he has saved many people with them and you knew from fighting alongside him that they were plenty strong. Hell, he’s saved even you a few times with them so you knew they were more than capable of carrying and holding you safely. Keigo would rather die than let anything bad happen to you, let alone with his own feathers. You really could be there for each occasion in the air with the chicks.

As Keigo studied you weighing your options, he decided to break the silence.

“You scared I’d drop yo-”

“Never.”

You said it with such finality and without hesitation, it had his cheeks pinking, feathers fluttering behind him with pride.

“Good. ‘Cause I’d never let you fall, kid.”

“I know. You’re my number one hero, too. Thank you, honey. It means so much to me that I’ll get to be there with you all during that. I want more glimpses into the little world you’ve built with them, too.”

He felt himself go all gooey and soft for you all over again at the shy and bashful face you made at the admission.

“You’re the center of our universe, baby. Of course we want you there.”

And just as you were gonna grin at him, showing your complete trust in him, Keigo’s lips were smothering your own with all the love he could muster. When you find yourselves pulling away for air, he says it for one last time that evening.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too, Keigs.”

Key ~

Hinadori :: Baby Bird 🐣

Tobu :: Fly 🦅

Yasashi :: Gentle 🫳🏽

🏷️ Tags :: @pervysenpaix @touyasdollmain @touyasdoll (more to come if this would fkn cooperate)

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koinotame · 4 months

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hi! it's me, nana / koinotame!

if you're wondering why i went inactive and then deleted, my mental health kind of (really) tanked... and i ended up deleting my blog in a fit.

it's getting better bit by bit though! and i've been wanting to get back into writing (and talking abt my unhinged/yan ideas i can't really talk to anyone else abt), so. here i am! for now, at least

as for my previously posted writing, there's some good news and some bad news: the bad news is that everything i wrote directly into tumblr (99% of snippets, a lot of ask answers, most exact content warnings, etc) is gone. the slightly less bad news is that iirc there were very very few posts of mine that weren't reblogged by anyone at all, so they're probably still out there? feel free to send them my way if you find any and i'll rb them. @/midnight-remembrance also has reblogged a couple of them! there's a couple snippets i have saved in some places, so i might repost those on my own as i find them, but there's very few of those. the good news is that anything longer (proper writing — oneshots, hcs, yan alphabet responses and so on, prompt responses, etc) is safely backed up where i originally wrote it! some of it is also on my ao3, which is the same username. feel free to send me asks about any you'd like to see again and i'll repost them! i might not post them if i feel too embarrassed about/wish i hadn't posted them, and i might rewrite/heavily edit some of them, but i think there's only a handful that fall into the former category and none of them were particularly popular. either way, no harm in asking!

as for some other updates: i'm a little divided on whether i want to keep posting explicit nsfw or not so we'll see. i might just keep it out of main tags. idk yet. regardless of what decision i make, this blog is still strictly 18+ and that will not be changing. since we can reply from sideblogs now, this is a sideblog and not my main now. why? sometimes i prefer to check up on a blog frequently instead of following them for a couple of reasons, but this felt very awkward when they were following me. so this being a sideblog relieves a bit of that stress. if this makes it sound like i have severe brain worms, it's because i do. to that effect though, if we interact every so often feel free to consider us mutuals regardless of whether or not i'm actually following you =w=b tbh i.............. am not really into genshin anymore. i might post about it here and there but i just Do Not (really) Care about it anymore. scara aside to some degree i also have no clue what's going on post inazuma lol whatever projects or commitments to writing or etc i had made beforehand. i forgot all of them so just pretend that never happened ok? ok i'll also probably be posting more sparsely, but we'll see! and (this is obviously the most important bit) i have no clue where i put the mika edit so we're back to my og classic pfp. the header scales terribly and is temporary, please ignore that too

all that aside, as a treat for anyone who sees this in time,

*roughly 6/22 done, but fairly quick to write. roughly one paragraph per character (sneak peek line: "it's not too hard to be discreet with his unique magic when someone really deserves to fall face down a flight of stairs. or three. oopsie. odd they don't remember it, huh? well, he had nothing to do with that.") **more realistic isn't quite the right word(s)... probably won't post this one to the main tags regardless. won't be doing all of the characters (only important/relevant ones) and won't be writing more about/expanding on, so this one is just like. a one off experiment sort of thing. overall less violent than most takes on the au + leans a bit (or lot, depending on how you look at it) more on the religious aspect of self aware aus. i wrote a couple paragraphs a while ago, then rewrote them, but i'll only finish/post them if there's interest for it (sneak peek line: "aether has deluded himself and cast You aside entirely on his own—and when You finally grace them with Your real presence, zhongli is certain aether will be the first to fall from Your grace.")

i have one other new thing immediately ready for posting that'll get posted in a couple of days but that one's pretty silly

#koinotame #and hi to the three people that found this blog before i posted this o/#long post #i ended up writing a lot. ehem.#<- the type to always have trouble getting essays down to the max word limit #if nobody ends up seeing this. well. it'll be here still when i post some actual writing #q

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surshica · 1 year

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HOPELESSLY DEVOTED TO YOU

“but now~ there’s no way to hide!”

synopsis : 4 (might add 2 more) boys same plot but in their own versions~ this is a mini series of oneshots for some of my favorites,inspired by the grease song hopeless devoted to you

fluff — angst (i think) — some crack — requited love — friends to lovers!au — coffee shop!au — childhood lovers!au — boderlands!

warnings : swearing — mentions of blood/killing — yes billy is still ghostface — translated french — not proofread — typos

pairings : reader x charles leclerc — reader x shuntaro chishiya — reader x billy loomis — reader x choi yeonjun — reader x ???? — reader x ???

beware !! this is all my works and my very own original thought and idea! do not repost without my permission please!

version charles leclerc

version shuntaro chishiya

version billy loomis

version choi yeonjun

version ????

@ surshica | rb & follow.

#🗒️ . ˚ ( MASTERLIST )#- surshica ♥︎#. . HPDTY ‹𝟹 #chishiya x reader #aib chishiya #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #billy loomis #billy loomis x reader #choi yeonjun x reader #choi yeonjun

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signanothername · 7 months

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Buckle your seatbelt

Fic list Part 1:

Rescue Bots Oneshots: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39628227/chapters/99202857

4 mostly Heatwave focused short stories. They read like webisodes, very fun, very in character in my opinion. (One if my faves!)

It's What Heroes Do: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46934869/chapters/118231261

It’s Heatwave and Kade centric, Angsty, and unfinished but Oh so good 😭

Night-Time Treats: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45774670

Very short and fun story about Blades and Boulder getting into nighttime mischief, and Kade, literally, paying for it.

Figgy Puddin' Is Not a Repellent: https://archiveofourown.org/works/642099#main

Christmas special! It’s a bit of an old one, and the characters can come off as slightly flanderized, but still fun.

Tricks: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23099389#main

Baldes and Chase short story!!!

Control Freak Out: https://archiveofourown.org/works/4292823#main

Alternate ending to the episode: Spellbound is an interesting yet sad exploration of the Bot’s perspective. I personally love it when the writing feels like straight out of the show, so this one is another fav!

The Thinker, The Feeler: https://archiveofourown.org/series/479644

A collection of multiple stories focused on the friendship between Heatwave and Chase. Very heartfelt, they make me soft.

Build a New Tomorrow: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5756380

Heatwave and Cody have a nice moment (M/M is tagged, but the interaction is completely platonic)

Truth or Dare??: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5732581

The Bots are bored, hijinks ensue!

Rescue Bots Extreme Shred: https://archiveofourown.org/works/4755017/chapters/10871285

8 short stories that play with a lot of fun concepts. They’re great, I love them.

WONDERFUL

Time to ramble >:)

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-RB oneshots:

really nice for a quick read, I especially love chapter 2 and 3 they were super nice

I now need more Dad OP for HW and more Hightide and Quickshadow snarky duo ycvuhvvh

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-it’s what heros do:

Ok wow it’s not like I needed my heart hchcchhcjv

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-Night time treats: CANON

I LOVE this one, we need more bots causing chaos

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-figgy puddin' is not a repellent:

This was really nice to read, gotta love silly fluffy fics with some chaos sprinkled in

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-Tricks:

You gotta know how much i adore siblings Chase and Blades so this story has a special place in my heart, they feel super in character too <333

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-control freak out:

GODDAMN THIS REALLY TORE MY HEART OUT MAN

LOVE IT

And it does genuinely feels like I’m just reading an alternative script for the show, the writer did amazing with keeping them in character while writing a completely different circumstance

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-the thinker, the feeler:

I NEVER KNEW I NEEDED TO SEE AMICA ENDURA HEATWAVE AND CHASE TILL NOW

This story’s dark turn with the headcanon of why Chase’s who he is??? BEAUTIFUL

Ngl my favorite so far hcchhchc

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-build a new tomorrow:

Awww this one’s really fluffy i love it <333

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-truth or dare??:

Ok this one made me laugh, i love how chaotic these bots can be when bored chhcch

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-rescue bots extreme shred:

Loved all of these oneshots! I especially love chapter 5 and 6! They’re my favorite

Chapter 2 made me realize I need more Chase and Frankie duo jvvvvjjv

Also damn Chase really was out to get Kade in chapter 3 huh, and while it feels a tiny bit out of character, the interaction itself was spot on, with Chase not raising his voice and instead have that cold kinda rage, love it

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All these were amazing thank you for recommending them <333

Imma read through the second list then reply to that ask too asap >:)

#thank u sm!#anothers ask #ano saves asks

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princesseevee06 · 6 months

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gardenofchrome · 9 months

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RB Heatwave Oneshot

𝕾𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗: 'Heat Waves' by Glass Animals

*𝘙𝘉 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 *𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘊𝘺𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘯* 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳*

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You, Y/N, had fought in the Great War of Cybertron for nearly all of your existence. Wounded during one of the last battles on Cybertron before it fell, you escaped your home planet using a stasis pod, said pod crash-landed on a familiar planet, near the east coast of the United States, on an island that you later learned was called Griffin Rock.

The Rescue bots had, well, rescued you, pulling the injured Cybertronian from the water and flying you back to the firehouse, patching up your injuries.

You slowly opened your optics, them slowly adjusting to the light. "They're waking up!" A voice said from beside you.

You sit up suddenly, yelping in pain as a stabbing sensation fills your side. "Whoa, take it easy there," a deep voice said, laying a hand on you. You turn your helm, seeing a red firebot standing there. "Your injuries were pretty bad. You should rest."

You grit your denta, not noticing his insignia in your pained daze, and you leap off the table, tackling him.

The firebot grunts, and stumbles back. You hear pedsteps behind you and you turn, seeing more bots- a police bot, a construction bot, a medic bot.

They grab your arms as you try and pull from their grip. "Let me go, Decepticons!" You hiss.

"Decepticons?" The construction bot repeats in a confused tone.

"We're Autobots!" The medic bot points to the insignia on his chest. You stop struggling.

"I'm-I'm sorry." You say.

The firebot scowls, brushing himself off. "Hell of a punch you got there, especially for an injured bot."

"Who are you all?"

"Chase," the police bot says.

"Boulder," the construction bot says.

"Blades," the medic says. "Nice to have another Autobot here!"

"Heatwave," the firebot says last, crossing his arms. "Leader of Rescue Force Sigma 17. Now who are you?"

"I'm Y/N," you say. "And rescue force? I thought you guys were all wiped out."

"We left Cybertron before..." Blades falters at the end of the sentence.

You nod, knowing the end of the sentence. "Guess that explains it." You sit on the edge of the metal slab and look at your peds. There, you notice a few organics staring up at you, mixed expressions on their faces.

Your digits itch toward your weapon, but Heatwave catches your wrist. "Easy there- as much as Kade annoys me I don't need you turning him and the rest into bloodstains."

You look at them cautiously. "What are they?"

A man with greying hair and a mustache steps forward. "Humans; the native lifeforms to the planet we're currently on. My name is Charlie Burns- the current police chief here on Griffin Rock; and this is my family."

"Kade," a redhead says, crossing his arms as he looks up at you warily.

"Dani," the only girl in the group says.

"Graham," a man with thick-framed glasses says from beside Boulder.

"Cody," the last one says, appearing to be the youngest of the whole group. He smiles warmly up at you.

"We work with the bots here on the island to keep the peace," Charlie explains.

You look at the rescue bots up and down. "You all are not equipped for battle. How do you manage to keep the Decepticons away?"

"What are Decepticons?" Cody asks, and Boulder glances down at him.

"We'll explain later," the construction bot says quietly.

"There are no Decepticons here," Heatwave says. "Optimus and his crew deal with them. We just deal with emergencies that the humans living here have."

A disgusted look crosses your face plate momentarily. "Why would you spend all your time working for some lifeforms who could take care of themselves instead of helping your own kind fight back against tyrants and win back your home?"

This earns a scoff from the rescue bot leader. "That may be your priority, but it sure isn't ours. And like you said, we're not equipped for battle, we'd be a liability. If you want to join up with Prime and the rest, we'd be happy to open up a ground bridge and send you straight there." You notice a bitter edge to his voice, but you brush it off.

"Fine," you say, trying to stand up from the berth before promptly collapsing back down.

"Though perhaps you should get some more rest," Chase remarks. "Then you should go."

The bots help drag you back to a comfortable position on the metal slab, before leaving. You stayed still for a while before your optics couldn't stay open any longer.

When you regain consciousness, you hear the familiar sound of the striking metal. You sit up slowly, staring at Heatwave as he strikes a tall pole with his servos and legs, the sound echoing around the room.

"What are... what are you doing?" You ask, still groggy.

"Training," the firebot grunts as he continues to hit the metal.

"For what? Battle?"

"Just too-" he grunts as his servo connects again with the metal, "keep the Energon flowing you know."

You walk up to him. "Would you like a sparring partner instead of hitting that pole over and over again?"

Heatwave looks you up and down with his orange optics. "You're still injured, it wouldn't be fair," he replies.

You lung at the partially unsuspecting bot and sweep his legs, and the firebot goes down with a small but audible 'ompft!'

He does manage to grab your arm, using the momentum to drag you down with him as well.

You land directly overtop him, your face plate glowing orange as you quickly roll off. "I'll be fine," you say as you and the other Cybertronian push yourselves up.

Heatwave circles you, searching for your 'Achilles heel'. But eons of battle have taught you many valuable skills- such as how to hide your weaknesses.

He moves as if he is about to attack- a move that would've made most bots stumble back but you barely flinch, recognizing the movement, as it was something you had done many a time before.

Heatwave chuckles. "You're good."

The edges of your lips turn upwards into a smile for a moment, but your optics are searching for a flaw.

You thought back to when he did the fake-out attack- how his knee slightly buckled as he shifted his weight.

"You too, Wavey."

He scowled. "Don't call me that."

You laugh as you continue to circle him, trying to think of ways to provoke him. "Alright, sunshine."

Heatwave lungs as you, and you kid his bad knee, the firebot going down. You stand over him, placing your ped on his chassis. "You yield?"

Reluctantly, he nods a few seconds later, and you help him up. "Praxus," you say.

He blinks. "Sorry?"

"You were there when there was a huge fire in the city square in Praxus a few years before the war started; I remember. You pulled me out from under the rubble."

"Are you sure that was me? I wasn't exactly sporting this color scheme back in the day."

You nod. "Positive, your voice is kind of hard to forget. Sorry I didn't tell you earlier, it came to me while we were sparring. It was eons ago."

He sits down on a metal box. "How is Praxus doing nowadays?" Heatwave asks.

"It was obliterated a few months into the war," you say sadly.

He stares at the ground. "I'm... I'm not surprised."

You sit next to him. "Sorry, I had to break it to you."

"No, it's alright," he says. "The moment Optimus told us that Cybertron was dead, I had a feeling in my spark. I probably won't tell the others."

"You should," you say softly. "It's their home city too."

"Actually, Boulder was originally from Helix before he managed to get out. But anyway, they probably have the same feeling in their sparks as I did. And hearing about the death of Cybertron nearly broke all of us- mostly from the guilt that we couldn't do anything. I'm not going to go up to them and shatter their sparks even more."

Uncomfortable silence descends between the both of you, until the emergency alarm starts to ring. You stand quickly, wincing in pain, but grip your weapon tightly. "Are we under attack?!"

"Relax, its just the emergency alarm." Heatwave nonchalantly says, as Cody slides down the metal pole in the center of the room.

"It's Jerry," he tells Heatwave.

The leader sighs. "Again?"

"Who's Jerry?" You ask.

"A local truck driver who keeps getting into accidents. Me and my team need to head out pretty quickly."

"Can I come with? I would like to see you in action."

Heatwave is silent for a few moments. "Fine. Just make sure you don't get in the way."

The other bots walk to their respective hangers with their human partners. You stay with Heatwave as Kade walks up to you two.

"Good luck out there, Wavey," you smirk.

"I told you to stop calling me that!" He snaps. "Now, rescue bots, roll to the rescue!"

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Part 2?

Find more Transformer oneshots in 'As It Was' by -Orionn- on Wattpad

#transformers #aligned continuity #heatwave #rescue bots #autobots #cybertron #tfrb #dani burns #graham burns #transformers rescue bots #cody burns #boulder #chase #blades #oneshot #y/n #charlie burns

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walkingaftermidnight07 · 2 years

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Secrets of Blackthorn Hall KitXTy Reunion Scene from Ty's POV

hey y'all!!!! I just wanna say...i know i suck at getting things done quickly but i hope it was worth the wait!!

this was requested by the lovely @tys-kitty !!!!

If you'd like to read the Kit POV version, click here.

Here's my KitTy playlist if you wanna feel extra angsty lol

@nurceb @cakegatedisaster i tagged y'all in the last one so i figured y'all would wanna read this one too!! :D

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lastly, if you liked this make sure to comment, like and rb!!! Reblogs are especially appreciated, as it helps pushing the content to more people who might be interested which is really helpful for me :D

anywayssssss enjoy :DDDD

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Kit. Kit is here. Here in what Ty knows is the kitchen of Blackthorn Hall. He’s holding a gun, staring at it intensely. Ty realizes he’s trying to clean it, and he is most definitely doing it wrong.

It takes Ty a second to process all of this. Here is Kit. His Kit. Kit, one of the only people Ty has ever trusted that wasn’t one of his siblings. That wasn’t Livvy. He makes an involuntary gasping noise, and to his own ears it sounds like the sound someone would make when they were drowning.

Speaking of Livvy, she is here too. Floating behind him, as always. Usually her presence is comforting. But now—all he feels is despair. At least, he thinks it’s despair that he is feeling. He’s not really sure. Whenever it comes to Kit, everything in his head is jumbled and confusing.

Kit has changed since Ty had last seen him. He’s taller, though not as tall as Ty. He can see Kit’s muscled shoulders through his blue jacket. Ty really likes how the jacket looks on Kit. He’s wearing the blue jacket over an orange shirt, which Ty tries to ignore. He does not like the color orange. He likes it even less on Kit.

The sun shines through the window behind Kit, making his blonde hair shine golden. Ty bites his lip, hard. At his sides, his hands are tightening into fists before he lets them go. He can’t think straight. Normally, all of his thoughts were carefully organized in his head, logical and razor sharp. But now it’s like Kit’s presence is radio interference to his thoughts. There’s only static and garbled words.

Ty turns his focus to the gun in Kit’s hands, because it’s a hundred times better than focusing on Kit himself.

“That’s not how you clean a gun,” He whispers, then he bites his tongue. He hadn’t meant to speak.

Kit’s head whips up so fast it looks like it hurt. He stares at Ty, and Ty’s stomach plummets, his cheeks heating up under Kit’s gaze. His hands flutter again. Despite the intensity of Kit’s gaze, he’s beautiful. Ty has to look away, because he can’t focus on Kit’s eyes without wanting to collapse into a heap on the tile floor.

Who would’ve known that all it took to break Tiberius Nero Blackthorn were the despairing, angry eyes of a boy. Not just any boy. A Herondale. Kit.

Certainly not Ty himself.

He wishes that he didn’t feel this way. He wishes he could limit his emotions, block them off somehow. They were always in the way.

But he also doesn’t want to. Because he wants to feel for Kit. He wants to be with Kit, all the time. He misses the reassurance he always felt knowing Kit was standing just as his shoulder. He misses Kit’s smile, which he hadn’t realized he’d ever noticed. Hadn’t realized he’d paid it enough attention to remember it. He misses Kit’s voice, the warmth of his arms when Ty had broken down before.

He misses Kit.

And that’s why he can’t look at Kit. He can’t see the hate, can’t feel hopeless when he sees the boy he dreams about almost every night. The boy whose last words to him still haunted his nightmares.

The boy who had said the words that Livvy had once told him meant so much to any person who ever dared to say them.

“I love you, Ty. I love you.”

He had never understood what people had meant when they said that. He understood that when Livvy said it to him, she meant that she would always care about him. That he meant something to her. That she never wanted to leave his side. That he was always going to be her brother.

But when Kit had said it, he knew it had meant something else. Something different. Something that Ty had never considered before.

And then Kit speaks and it nearly undoes Ty all over again.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

Ty’s heart aches at his words. Kit’s voice is so cold, so emotionless.

So Ty was right. His suspicions had been confirmed. Kit really did hate him now. Those words he had said….he no longer meant them. Ty had ruined everything. So he swallows a sob rising up in his throat.

“How long do you think it will take for you to forgive me?” Ty asks, hoping his voice doesn’t sound as shaky and upset as he feels.

Ty still won’t look at Kit. He can’t bear to see the disdain that must be on Kit’s face as he stares at Ty. He can’t bear to look at how different Kit looks now. He is the same, and yet he is not. His jawline is more defined, his hair is cut differently, he now wears more runes than when Ty had known him.

He doesn’t want to see all the ways that Kit is better off without Ty. All the ways in which Kit doesn’t need Ty.

Kit doesn’t need him, that much he knows. Not like Ty needs Kit.

And Ty needs Kit. So badly, sometimes it feels like it’s killing him. It’s like a monster clawing at his stomach, at his heart, at his throat. Constantly. All the intrusive thoughts that he can’t fight on his own. All the moments when he wants to reach out and be able to grasp Kit’s arm, to feel like he isn’t alone. Every time he wakes up after a nightmare about the day Livvy died—Kit still is the only person who could ever be there for him. He was there at the worst time of Ty’s life. He understands Ty in ways that even Ty doesn’t understand himself.

“I don’t know,” Kit says after a minute. His tone hasn’t changed. He sounds tired, and Ty wants so badly to reach out for Kit. Just to touch him softly, offer him some support, like Kit used to do for him. But he doesn’t move, because he knows Kit would reject the advance. Because Kit hasn’t forgiven him yet.

Is this what it feels like to be stabbed in the gut? It must be.

“But not now?” Ty whispers, his voice nearly inaudible. He wants to take back the words as soon as he says them, because he doesn’t want to hear Kit give him an answer. But at the same time, he’s glad he said the words. Glad they’re out in the open now.

“No,” Kit says, his voice softening ever so slightly. “Not now.”

Ty has to get out of there. He can’t do this—can’t be this close to Kit before he starts to cry. And he could not cry in front of Kit. He wouldn’t. Not again. Kit was his weakness. But he could never let Kit know that.

He turns away, turning his back on Kit, his original reason for visiting Blackthorn Hall long forgotten.

And he leaves, Livvy trailing behind him, waiting until he is in the safety of his bedroom at the Scholomance to finally let the tears fall.

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