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yesitsmewhataboutit · 2 years

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When Your Phone Keeps Going Off While You’re Both Trying To Sleep

(Bakugo, Hawks, Todoroki)

»»——⍟——««A/n: Shout out to my friends who be blowing up my phone at any given time. (this is def all based off true events. Just in those I ain’t have the boys ofc😔)

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He knew you needed sleep. When you finally went to sleep he was happy and finally rested also

He knew though that when you get woken from sleep it’s hard for you to fall back into a comfortable slumber

Bakugo

You’re on your back, Bakugo’s arm is laid over you with his head next to yours

The continuous vibrating of your phone brought him from his sleep

His eyes forced open and he lifted his head up to see, finding your phone on the night stand, lighting up over and over again with text messages in various group chats

Those friends of yours.

It’s 3 am why are they all up in the first place??

Truth be told you’d be up very late usually, but on nights like this you needed your sleep

He knows you sleep through stuff a lot, so part of him would’ve ignored it and went back to sleep

But when he feels you stirring under him, he’s not having that

He’s quick, but discrete, when he grabs your phone and opens it, putting the group chats on mute and then setting it back again

He curls both his arms around you and brings you to his chest, doing his best to sooth you back into sleep before you wake fully

Hawks

When he came in from patrol he saw you already sitting in bed

You’re up against the headboard with a book in hand, but you’re totally out of it

He thought it was so cute

Keigo took a quick shower and put on some sweats before joining you in bed

He got in slowly, again not wanting wake you

As he slid in though, he saw your phone rest face down against your stomach

He couldn’t see them, but he could hear the various buzzes as you got notifications

He frowned, watching as your eyes would flutter open and then close, the buzzing waking you up every few seconds

He made a quick motion to snatch the phone from on top of you, watching your expression and the way you visibly relax more

He turned the chats off and put your phone to the side, also marking your book and then pulling you so you can lay down with him

He pulls you into his chest, settling his wing on top of you as he always did

Todoroki

It’s early in the morning and you’re laid with your head on Shoto’s chest, your leg curled around him as you cling to him for comfort

Shoto has his arm wrapped around you, letting your head rest on him and his body relaxed, the perfect way he loves to be, with you in his arms

The peacefulness of the morning is interrupted by the sound of your phone buzzing

Shoto’s eyes open, and he slowly blinks, trying to get a grip on what’s happening, but before he even can, the buzzing stops, and it’s nothing but quiet again

Shoto closes his eyes, slowly falling right back to sleep

It doesn’t last long. Cause within seconds he’s woken by the same buzzing again

Someone was calling you over and over

Shoto’s tired eyes peaked open

He could see you, peacefully asleep on his chest and it made him internally smile, his heart fluttering. He loves you so much

His brief thoughts are interrupted again by that same buzzing

Shoto shifts slowly so he can reach his unoccupied arm over you and find your phone

It’s sitting behind you on your bed, and shoto takes quick hold of it, bringing it to his face

He gets a quick glimpse, and he can see different chat notifications plus a few direct messages from friends, and then of course the missed FaceTime notifications that was the source of why he woke in the first place

He could see they were talking something of the trip you guys had been planning, but he didn’t really care

It’s early, and sure you didn’t have to get up today, but if you woke now you’d still want to sleep more and then be miserable when it’s difficult for you and eventually give up and just get up for the day

He’s not having that

Shoto simply powers off your phone and sets it down next to him

Your friends can wait. The trip isn’t for another week. You’ll have time to talk about it later, but now, now you’re gonna get the sleep you need. Both of you will, curled up together in the warm bed

Don’t mind the fact after you didn’t answer for a while your friends get worried and start blowing up Shoto’s phone. Which he doesn’t usually have it on silent, so you are startled awake anyway

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The Watchman (Keigo Takami)

Kinktober 2022 Day Eighteen: Mirror Sex

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

When you took the Pro Heo Hawks home from the club a couple of weeks ago, you thought he would be like every other guy you messed around with. But he was watching you from across the room with eyes you’ve never quite seen before. So what was the harm in saying “Yes” when he finally got around to asking if you wanted to get out of there?

Still, you knew his type. You knew the type of all the men who went to this place. Selfish and quick to finish. Rude and brash. Only there for his fill and his fill alone. Never once caring about your needs or your pleasure or your comfort. Might even be the type of man that riles you up with promises of how good he’s gonna fuck you before dipping after a blowjob. And definitely the type of guy to fuck and tell. But to be fair, you weren’t looking for something great with Hawks. You weren’t even looking for something good with Hawks. You would have been quite satisfied with him being the newest notch in your bedpost. And stealing a feather or two for yourself, of course.

But that’s not how Hawks does things. Not then.

“Ah…wait, what are you-?”

And certainly not now.

“Shhh, don’t worry pretty girl. I’ll take care of you in a second.” He murmurs right into your ear as your confusion grows. He’s been over at your place for more than an hour. You’re willing to bet that he came here right after work based on the fact that he’s dressed in full uniform except for the jacket he threw in some corner of the room when he picked you up and started kissing you like he meant it. And maybe it’s just because you’re still waiting for that wake-up call to reality. Or maybe it’s because you just refuse to believe that someone who supposedly gets around as much as him would be like this to a girl he met only a few weeks ago. But…you can’t deny it. You can’t deny the image right in front of you. “Jus’ wanna look at you for now.”

The image of him sitting behind you as he forces your legs open in the mirror. Eyes half-lidded and stare low as his pointer finger teases your puffy little clit.

“Hawks…” You can’t help but turn your head and whine his name when the feather-like touches start to increase their pressure by just the tiniest bit. At the call of name, his eyes dart to your face. The gaze he gives you is so intense that it feels almost out of the place with the gentle way he uses his other hand to stroke your inner thigh, coaxing you to keep them open. It’s not the first time he’s looked at you like this. It’s not the first time he’s looked at you like you’re his prey. But he always manages to do it at the times you feel most vulnerable. Most surprised. Adored, even. “Hawks…um-”

Behind him, his wings bristle. But you don’t get to focus on that flash of red for too long. Because all too soon, he’s adjusting his grip on you. No longer is it his pointer finger that rubs just up against your sensitive little button. Rather, it’s the rough pad of his thumb as his arm comes to wrap around your torso. It’s sudden, and it’s fast, and it’s unpredictable. It’s the kind of speed you would expect for a Pro Hero. From a predatory animal. But it has you losing your breath and squeaking out loud all the same. And when you try to run from the sudden feeling of his thumb rubbing wild circles into your clit by squeezing your legs together, he’s there to combat that too. All by using grabbing at the underside of your thigh and lifting it up and up and up to the point where all you can do is squirm around in his grip. Desperately trying to keep your sanity.

“Keigo, princess,” He reminds you instead of answering the question you’ve been trying to get out ever since he stripped you down and sat you in front of the full-length mirror in your bedroom. His voice takes on that familiar low tone he’s used on you. And it’s a voice you never really understood, but you’ve heard it often. It comes out whenever you tease him. Whenever you toy with him. When you tug the spot on his wings that makes him turned on while you brush past each other in public. And whenever you wear those tiny little outfits that have him dragging you around the corner and getting on his knees in front of you. But most of all? “When I’m alone- when I’m fucking you- you need to use my name. I need you to use my name. Okay?”

It’s the voice he uses whenever you forget to use his name.

“Okay!” You’re squealing now, hips moving and shifting out of pure instinct as his thumb moves impossibly faster. He clicks his tongue- almost as if your agreement wasn’t a good enough response for him. So he takes it a step further as he spreads the lips of your pussy. It’s embarrassing. Completely, utterly embarrassed by just how exposed you feel. And for a second, you look at him as he watches your body through the mirror, and you wonder if all he’s going to do is admire the view. But that’s like him. That’s not like the man you got to know over these past few weeks. And safe to say, it only took a couple of seconds to prove you right. “Oh my god- Ah! Keigo!”

This time, he makes a satisfied sound. Almost akin to a purr with how deep and low it resonates within you as you’re forced further back against his chest while he shoves two fingers into your wet, aching cunt. In an instant, the pleasure intensifies. Your breaths deepen. Your eyes start to struggle to stay open. Even your legs start to shake as he manages to find that spongy spot inside of you that really makes you feel good. And the sound your pussy makes as he pumps in and out of your heat while still managing to pay attention to your clit? You could swear it’s almost as loud as your whimpers and cries and moans of pleasure as he takes advantage of the situation to leave yet another mark on your neck. But this is what he wants.

This is what he wants from you.

He's not the type to fuck and fly around like you thought the was. He doesn't take home the first girl to throw himself at his feet. And he doesn’t waste your time trying to get a quick and unfeeling fuck whenever and wherever he can. No, he wants things like this. He wants your legs spread wide open for him and him alone. He wants your precious cunt exposed for him to touch and to toy with for as long as he wants. He wants you loud, and he wants you even louder. But most of all? He wants you to be pleasured. To feel pleasure. Like you never experienced. Like you never to be real. Like you never thought you would witness. All so he could watch with eyes, you’ve never quite seen before.

The eyes of a man. A Pro Hero. An apex predator. Or rather…

The eyes of a hawk.

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dxliqhted · 1 year

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infrunami: hawks

college au. hawks x fem! reader, fluff.

"hey." you looked up to see keigo turned facing your desk, his arms placed on the cold surface giving him a pillow for his head to rest on.

it's different because you usually only see the back of his head, he never turns to talk to you and you don't have the courage to start a conversation with him either. you're just there.

"hi." you greet back, a hand still halfway into your bag but frozen, "you're really quiet." he informs, i smile softly because i don't really know how to respond, but i don't want to give a bad impression, "oh." i say, a little after, uncomfortable with the silence and his gaze.

under his gaze i feel wrong—or strange. like i didn't belong in his honey hue.

keigo wasn't talkative either but he was still popular. he had this switch, from quiet to then knowing exactly everything he had to say around his friends.

"i guess i am." i say then after, he blinks at me, watching me take out my pencil case, "do you need notes or something?" i hate how i sounded, like i wanted to rush out of the conversation when i really didn't, but there's a feeling swallowing my chest and it's choking me every minute he keeps looking at me like that.

like i'm the best thing he's seen today.

"you have yesterday's chem notes?" he asks, i nod instantly, i might not even have them but i say i do just to get his smile. he smiles softly but it's enough for me. i practically shoved the notebook in his face, but he doesn't seem fazed.

he takes it and turns back around, leaving me flustered and confused.

...

"hey." my heart jumps to his voice, i look up to see him standing infront of my desk, "notes?" i ask and expectedly he nods, i already have them in hand and ready and it makes him smile, it makes me smile too.

he sits in his seat infront of me and im met with the back of his head again.

i seem him scribble quickly as i pack my things up for lunch, patiently waiting for him to finish. when he does i hear a swarm of laughs coming down the hall,

it doesn't take long for keigo to hear it too and begin to pack his stuff up too, he keeps my notebook on his desk.

i wish he'd give it to me quicker because i'd like to avoid his friends if i could.

"keigo come on. we gonna go out for lunch or not? im hungry." one burst the door open, shouting into the empty classroom with just me and keigo in it.

i can't see keigos expression when he says "in a minute." but when he turns back to me he's pensive. he holds my notebook firmly infront of him, "[name]." he calls as if he didn't have my attention,

"who's this girl?" as soon as the guy said it his whole group of friends peaked inside, "oh shit is this the new girlfriend?" one laughs and it makes my heart sink a little.

i see keigo sigh, while eyeing the guys in a way that screams 'not now' but i think its my cue to leave, "i'll see you tomorrow." i grab my notebook from his hands before grabbing my bag and slinging to on my shoulder to leave.

...

"hi." i smiled, he's been staring at me for sometime now without saying anything, "hey." he says soon after, only to be meet with silence again. "you want notes?" i ask already ready to fish into my bag for whatever he needs, but he shakes his head no.

"oh." i say confused, did he not like my notes? he always takes my notes for the past school year.

"[name]?" he calls, "we're friends right?" his eyes devour me, i feel exposed under them, "yes, i think we are."

he smiles at my words, "well...friends hangout, you know." he seems almost playful now, i haven't seen him like this, not towards me at least.

"do you wanna hangout?" i question, he laughs shortly before nodding, "i thought you were gonna make me ask."

i haven't seen a lot of sides to keigo. "we can see a movie." but i'm open to seeing them, "i heard there's this comdey out called—"

"keibabyyy!" a girl wrapped her arms around his waist, tugging him close to her body, "i was wondering where you ran off to..why are you in the back?" she asks her attention soley on him,

"i'm talking with a friend." he cleared his throat, he stiffened to her touch, it wouldn't be noticeable if i weren't so close.

"a friend?" she blinks cluelessly before her eyes settle on me, a spike of jealousy growing within her smile, "oh, her."

she looked friendly but her smile didn't touch her eyes, "hi."

i didn't greet her back but i smiled at her genuinely, before picking up my phone, and raising my brows at the screen in the way one would to receiving news, "oh oops, i have to go." i stood up, quickly putting my books in my bag before flinging it on my shoulder, "cya keigo." i smiled at him before stepping out of the room. but once the door shut i didn't move.

i didn't recieve any news, i just wanted to leave.

...

"cute." i look up to see touya towering over my desk, his hands tucked into his uniform pockets giving him his lazy imfamous look. "what?"

"the drawings, you made em'?" he points to one i made during math, i smile, "yeah i did i—"

"touya." keigo steps next to him, "lost?"

for some reason touya smiles, "no actually, i think i was making a friend. we can be friends, right?" now he's looking at me, i nod with a smile, expecting keigo to act similarly now that they have a mutual friend. but he glares at me instead.

my brows sink, but he just turns and ignores me, "whatever." he walks out of the classroom disregarding the teacher who's setting up for his lecture.

"i guess the seats free." touya shrugged, sitting on keigos chair and turning to face me as keigo would, "whats this one? a chick?" he points at my notebook doodles again,

...

"wheres your next class i'll walk you." touya chimes in as i throw my lunch away, "i have gym right now so it'll be a short walk." i point at the gym doors just down the hall from where the cafeteria stood.

"so you don't have to walk me plus you have chem upstairs, you'll be late if you waste anymore time." i tell him, my words make him smirk and i already regret saying anything, "remembering my schedule? you must really like me babe." he gets closer but with a shove at his shoulder he's laughing his ass off.

"leave." i grumble, and, still laughing, touya steps away from me, "fine but meet me at the gate afterschool's over!" he yells over his shoulder, flashing me a quick smile before disappearing with the swarm of people down the hall.

i turn ready to squeeze through everyone and beeline to the gym but i catch keigo a few tables back, he's glaring at me again, a hand over his mouth in thought, he almost looks angry.

i blink and he turns to talk to someone else so i turn and head to the gym.

...

i'm waiting at the school gate for touya but he doesn't show up. there's worry building up in me but theres also an ick. knowing touya he's probably with some girl and forgot completely about what he told me.

i cringe at the thoughts that swarm my head so instead i plug my headphones in for a distraction.

after seeing almost 20 cars go by the school street i decide i've waited enough. i straighten from my lean position against the brick fence and change the song on my phone but not a second later one of my headphones get pulled out,

"hey."

i turn my head and it's keigo, my earbud in his hand, and a semi confused expression, "why are you waiting here?" he asks, and i don't really want to respond but me and keigo aren't really in a bad moment—he's just acting weird.

"i'm waiting for touya." i look back at the school doors to see if he was coming out but nothing, "touya left a while ago. something with his mom.."

to his words i sigh, "so he's not with some girl in a classroom." i voice out loud making keigo physically lag, "what?"

"nevermind."

"what a jackass. i've been here for nearly half an hour." i huff, "but thanks for telling me." i smile at him, he doesn't return it, instead just puts my earbud in his ear, "come on, i'll walk you."

"no i can't-"

"what type of music you listen to? we can make a playlist for our walks."

"our walks?"

he looks at me and finally i see a tiny smile, but it's a sad one, "i offered you to go to the movies and you walked out when we were planning, why?"

"when i offered." I corrected, and he brightened a bit, "fine. when you offered."

"i walked out because i don't think anyone's girlfriend would appreciate her boyfriend going out with another girl." he stopped walking, "who said she was my girlfriend? and why would it even bother you?"

"i didn't say it bothered me." i tell him but he raises his brow, "it kind of seems like it, princess." he shoves his hands into his jacket pockets with a smirk i've never seen on him, lazy but still good, my face feels flush, "it'd be weird."

"not if it were only us." i don't notice until he's towering over me that i'm cornered, "keigo."

"i really like you [name]. i like how comfortable it is to be around you, and i like how amazing you are but you just don't see it. these past months..."

"they've been fun." i shakily smile up at him, and i see him subtlety bit his bottom lip, as if debating his own thoughts, he sinks a little closer to my face but pauses mid way abruptly,

"and touya? you and him?" he then asks, i shake my head, "nothing."

"nothing?"

"n-no. he's just around."

keigo's so close i'm overwhelmed. i don't know where to look or what to do. his eyes are like those of a cat, lazy but deadly. the way he looks at me makes the air hot and my body even hotter.

he looks at me in thought, "okay." he steps away from me and a big gust of fresh air fills me sending a shiver to course through my body.

"okay." i sigh, adjusting back to reality and clearing my throat before following beside him the road to my home. he snickers,

"you seem so nervous." he smiles, "you okay?" he wraps an arm over my shoulder to make me come closer to his body, "you're mean, takami." i huff and he breaks out laughing, the man knew his charm well—way too well.

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infrunami | steve lacy

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keigo-takamis-no-1-simp · 7 months

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ＨａｗｋｓＸＲｅａｄｅｒ：Ｃｏｎｆｅｓｓｉｏｎｓ（Ｏｎｅｓｈｏｔ）

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Hawks x gn! Reader

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: While on a patrol, you realize just how much you care for the birdbrain known as Hawks.

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: Fluff, slight crack, cute shit

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1177 (Short but sweet <3)

𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

“For fucks sake!”

You grab the bird brain’s jacket, tugging him away from the press swarming him. “Come on nugget man, we got shit to do and people to see-” Hawks laughs, playing along. Once you’re both around the corner, he plants both of his hands firmly on your shoulders.

“Thank you for saving me, I am forever in your debt.” His serious demeanor slips within two seconds and he leans against you, laughing. You join in, shaking your head.

“I swear, do they not realize you have hero shit you gotta do too?” You both begin to walk down the street, his wings having been yoinked of most of their feathers the previous day. He groans.

“You gotta deal with this every day?” Pouting, he shoves his hands into his pockets. You can’t help but laugh again.

“What, too slow for the fastest man alive?” You poke his side. He swats at your hands.

“Hey hey hey! Don’t do that!” He shoves his hands into his pockets again. “... maybe-” Turning around, you watch him as he speaks.

Your eyes slide over to your best friend- your partner in crime. 3 years of this. Unfortunately, your stupid heart decided to to the stupid thing of liking the stupid idea of him possibly being your stupid significant other.

Yeah, right, you scoff internally. Come on, look at him! Mans is pretty damn close to perfect. He starts rambling about some new case he’s gonna be sent on, but you stop listening after he says 2-3 months.

Also unfortunately– your stupid feet can’t apparently walk right. Tripping over literally nothing, you brace yourself for impact–

...that doesn’t come?

A hand grabs yours, pulling you into his chest. “Woah there- if I didn’t know any better, you weren’t paying attention,” He teases. He’s right of course, but you’d never let him know.

You pat his chest, looking up at him. Your face was HOT, heart slamming against your ribs. “Maybe. Maybe not. Who knows? Not you, not me. Come on!” Grabbing his hand, you take off. He lets out an indignant squawk at the sudden change of pace.

At the brief contact of your hands on his chest, sparks had raced through your body.

Your heart had yet to stop pounding from him saving you from humiliation. Holy SHIT that was close– but being that close to him felt so damn intimate. Why? Who knows, but it was kinda nice.

We’re just friends, nothing more, you scold yourself as you weave through the bodies in front of you (with poor Hawks in tow).

Just friends. The thought made your stomach turn.

I’m gonna tell him tonight, when we get back to the agency. For real this time.

You blink, and it seems as if time warped in on itself. You were about a block away from the building housing his agency. Cursing to yourself, you let go. “Ah shit- didn’t mean to drag you that far-” He cuts you off with a laugh.

“Nah, you’re fine.” He pauses, placing a hand on your shoulder. You turn to face him with a confused hum. “Can we talk for a sec?”

Your stomach drops. Fuck, what did you do? Were you too loud? Did you talk over him at some point? Did you do something rude without realizing it? As if sensing your paranoia, he ruffles your hair.

“Nothin’ bad, birdie. Just wanted to talk. That’s all.” You breathe a sigh of relief– partially.

“Alright, what about?” He scrunches his nose, brows furrowing in thought. A smile tugs at your lips. He was cute when he was searching for words. You both continue to walk in silence for a moment.

“Well… fuck, why is this so hard?” He groans, plopping on a concrete slab around some plants. You sit beside him, head cocked to the side.

“Come on bird man, you can do it!” You cheer, and he chuckles a little. You take it down a notch. “Seriously, Hawks. Whatever you need, I’m here.” He purses his lips.

“Keigo.”

“Huh?” You stare at him. His gaze was a bit softer than usual. Almost vulnerable, even.

He takes in a shaky breath. “Call me Keigo. I’d… prefer hearing it from you.” A shy smile is thrown your way, and your heart flutters.

Just friends. Nothing more.

“Keigo,” You try, the name rolling off your tongue easily. You then smile. “Beautiful and fierce. It fits you.” Grinning, you bump your shoulder against his. He turns, gaze even softer.

Just.

Friends.

… if not now, when?

Taking a deep breath, you take his hands. “I wanted to talk to you too. Been meaning to, actually,” You chuckle, averting your gaze. This could ruin everything, or make things amazing.

At this point, when would there be a better time?

“Ok, first off– I don’t wanna lose you, keep that in mind. Promise you won’t hate me?” He looks at you with confusion before nodding. His amber eyes sparkled with curiosity. Were they always that pretty?

“I get.. This weird feeling when I’m with you. A good one!” You blurt with a small laugh, before composing yourself. “A good one. I can’t explain it, but I do know,” You take a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

“I do know I really enjoy spending time with you. I know we’re both pros and it’s dangerous and even possibly stupid to even think like this, but you’ve become someone really special to me and…” This is the moment. This is it.

Say it.

“I think… I think I might be in love with you.” You squeeze your eyes shut, bracing yourself. Would he laugh? Is he disgusted? Opening your eyes, he’s flabbergasted. You start to backpedal in panic, heart sinking.

“You don’t have to like me back, you know. These feelings are probably just temporary, I just wanted to tell you how I felt-” He cuts you off.

“Well too bad, cause these feelings are mutual and now you can’t get rid of me. And did ya ever think maybe I don’t want those feelings to be temporary?” He hooks a finger under your chin, intense gaze meeting your own.

Your heart is pounding so fast with the mere fact that he’s this close. Hawks, Keigo, the #2 pro hero of Japan, is mere inches away from your face. Swallowing hard, you purse your lips.

“Do you mean that..?” He was a jokester– sure, he had limits, but you had to know.

He scoffs. “Ya know, you think you’d pick up on signs over the last year and a half-” You pull him into a tight hug, burying your face into the shoulder of his jacket. He makes a noise of surprise, but his arms wrap around your frame all the same.

“I’m fuckin dense,” You laugh into his chest. He chuckles, shaking his head.

“Nah. But hey, I care about ya too, kid.” He ruffles your hair, standing up after you both let go. You sit in shock.

“The FUCK did you just call me?!”

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caydance · 10 months

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Hawks Keigo takami bnha

#cosplay #cosplayer #caydance #hawks #mha #bnha #bokunoheroacademia #hawks cosplay #mha cosplay #myheroacademiacosplay #bnha keigo #keigo takami #hawks boku no hero academia #hawks bnha

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pinkuclown · 2 years

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Imagine if Shirakumo was able to do that face that Hawks does where he's all scary and intimidating

Y'know, this thing right here

So let's pretend you're a villain or a criminal and you're stealing something idk

You're calm bc apparently there's no heroes around and then you turn your face and this is looking right at you

I would beg God to not leave me with him

if normal Shirakumo could've been scary, imagine kuroboro

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demonichikikomori · 2 years

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Drunk and Nasty

Hawks/Keigo Takami x Fem!Student!Reader

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Yohoho!! ↜(╰ •ω•)╯ψ I appear... Without Twisted Wonderland content!?!?!??! This is actually very, VERY old... Like, 2019 - 2020 old... I found it while cleaning out my Docs. I had a huge Hawks phase (and still am going through it) and I thought after some tweaks it would be nice to share with you all. I don’t JUST like Twisted Wonderland. I’m an entity who enjoys many fandoms. <3 I enjoy slutty Hawks fandom content and decided I should share as well!!

Tags: Alcohol/Blowjobs/DubCon

You were adamant on ‘running’ away from home for a while. Your infatuation with the No.2 Pro Hero had become too much for your mother to bare. You only talked about your fanclub you and your friends had made in dedication to him, your grades were slipping, and unbeknownst to her you had started meeting up with your idol in question after school. This had been going on for months, resulting in you coming home far later than any student should. You were going to graduate soon. You need to take things way more seriously. Chasing around a man who could die at any moment? Get real.

After returning home from another night of sitting with the older man, listening to him tell stories with you in a cramped booth at a small bar, your mother was livid. You smelled of alcohol, not that you had drank any, but the hero had a few glasses and brought you home with smile. Now you were having a screaming match with her, your pleasant night had been dampened by your mother once again.

Why couldn’t she be more understanding? How often do quirkless students get to meet heroes they look up to? Sit and talk with them? Learn more about them than a camera or live broadcast ever will? She doesn’t get it, and you hated that.

The moment sent you running off into the darkness of the night with a small bag of things you packed for times like this. With your eyes bubbling with tears, you trekked off towards the train station to think of where to go. And now, in the sprinkling rain you showed up at the gate of the No. 2 pro hero’s home. How you found it? Hawks suspected it was the doing of the Fan Club you were in.

But the hero wasn’t upset by it. In fact he was much happier you came running to him instead of hiding out in the cold. What if some villain gobbled you up? His favorite interviewer would be gone forever and he would have no idea. Had you texted him the moment you left, he would’ve scooped you up and flown you over.

Once night shifted to day you sniffled and wailed about not wanting to go home just yet, and offered to keep quiet and out of the hero’s way as long as he allowed an ‘extended sleepover’. The only condition was that you were to contact your mother each day, and continue going to school. Of course you agreed.

It was now 8pm, Hawks was still out and you had busied yourself reading from a red notebook on different ways to make chicken. You were alone all day and decided to wash the clothes you had brought, dressed in only an old red sweatshirt belonging to Hawks. Since he was busy you didn’t bother asking to borrow it, you planned to put it back where you found it after your clothes were clean.

You worked diligently to cut up pieces of chicken while propping up the notebook to follow the instructions to a T. One of the Hawk’s Fan Club members had gotten the recipe from a popular Izakaya the hero had come in and out of a few times. No one knows what he ordered but, he likes chicken. “Hopefully it tastes good….” You mumbled hopefully as you continued. It was a thank you gift to the hero for allowing you to take up some of his living space. He didn’t seem to mind but you thought it would be a kind thing to do since he worked so hard. As the chicken was seasoned you began to wonder if you should continue staying in the hero’s home. It had already been three days. Three days of argumentative texts to your mother saying you wouldn’t come back yet. Three days of pretending to go to school to make Hawks happy, sending you off with a smile as you grabbed your school bag and tan off to hide in a park for a few hours.

Three days of wanting him to stick around a little longer until he dashed off to work on patrol.

Three days of curling up beside him when he came back and crashed on the couch, laying on top of you as he told you about the rough day he had.

Three days of you growing an even bigger crush on the hero than what you already had.

+_<3_+

It was rolling around midnight now and you had already finished cooking and eating the food you made, storing the hero’s food with plastic wrap over it in the microwave. It won’t taste the same as reheated, but it’s not as good when it’s cold either. You laid on the couch in the large den with the TV playing a popular game show. You weren't actually watching it, instead you were keeping up with the news on your phone. Bank robbery…. Missing child found after three years…. Suspected serial killer brought into custody…. “What a busy night….” You whispered while tucking your legs up into your chest. Nothing said ‘Hawks died’ in big letters which put your mind at ease.

You weren’t sure what you would do if he was to leave and not come back. You pondered the thought a little longer than you should have and suddenly grew anxious. Did he abandon you? Has he gotten himself kidnapped? Is he actually dead and no one has found his body yet? The fear wracked through your body as you jumped off the couch. Your phone was gripped tightly in your now sweaty palms before you glanced at the screen. 12:15am. Part of you felt guilty as you looked through your contacts and pressed on Hawk’s name to call him.

Brrrrrr….

Brr-

“Helloooo?~”

You swallowed in relief hearing Hawks on the other end. However, the background was almost overwhelming as you heard many unfamiliar voices. Was he at a bar? …Was he not coming home? “Mm…. Hi.” You muttered, suddenly feeling awkward for calling. He was an adult and you were just a guest hiding in his house, he can come and go as he pleased. “What’s wrong kid? You sound upset. Did somethin’ happen?” You pulled on the hem of the sweatshirt you wore, he hit the nail on the head. Even with his words slurring together. “Are you coming back?” You asked. You never liked sounding needy, or like the hero belonged to you in any way. You weren’t dating, you were sure Hawks saw you as just a fan in need of help. Even if he saw you as a special fan he was comfortable leaving in his home.

“Comin’ back? Kid…. Oh, shit. You’re at my house still. Right. Damn baby bird, why didn't you call me earlier?”

There was a light hiccup and the sound of a chair scooting across the floor.

“I stopped somewhere and stayed too long. You could’ve called me. Were you lonely?”

He slurred while a few voices offered friendly goodbyes in the background. You felt your heart starting to race from the hero’s words. Were you lonely without him? In such a large and isolated home, it was a natural feeling. You chewed on your bottom lip and shrugged your shoulders, not that he could see that. “I didn’t want to bother you…. You’re usually super busy.” You explained feeling bashful anf there’s a soft grumbling of what sounds to be a complaint on Hawk’s end.

“Text me first then. I’ll always text you back when I can.”

Your face flushed a bright red color, realizing maybe you should’ve tried texting him earlier. “Sorry.” You whispered into the phone, your nails digging into the red fabric of the sweatshirt. The hero sighed with a soft chuff following.

“No need to be sorry. I’ll be right there kid. Gimmie just a sec okay?”

You nodded feeling your pulse quicken as the soft sound of wind began blowing through the speaker.

“Love you.”

The phone went dead and you gripped the sweatshirt tighter. You stayed that way, shocked from the hero’s declaration before gasping. You’re still wearing the sweatshirt you borrowed! You rushed to the laundry room and threw open the washer that had gone still. The clothes were wet and were done for a few hours now. You could only groan and throw them into the dryer while begging for them to dry quicker. You couldn’t bare the thought of being caught in this!

+_<3_+

You didn’t hear Hawks enter as you sat in front of the rotating dryer. Your back towards the doorway of the laundry room as you played a few different games on your phone as you waited. Hopefully Hawks won’t be back before you can change. “... S’that mine?” You squeaked, almost dropping your phone against the tiled floor while whipping around to face the voice. Bright yellow eyes that shone like lanterns looked down at her with playful curiosity as you slowly nodded your head. Your back was up against the dryer and you could hear your heartbeat booming in your ears. “My clothes are... In there so… Um...” Your hands awkwardly motioned towards the dryer, having a hard time breaking eye contact with the sharpened gaze.

His cheeks were dusted with rouge from the alcohol he must’ve had before coming home and his hand reached out to run through your hair.

Your heart skipped a beat. “It looks good on you…” He muttered and a smirk spread across his face. “Do you like wearing my stuff when I’m not around?” He asked as you suddenly felt embarrassed. “No! Of course not!” You defended with your hands raised, seeing the hero inch closer. “Too bad, you look good like that.” He slurred with a soft hiccup following. His hand slipped through your hair and was met with the back of your head, bringing your face into his crotch.

You could smell the stench of alcohol and your face was burning in color as he let out a soft purr. His fingers gently scratched at your scalp as your braced your hands against his thighs. This felt unreal. “Baby bird, you don’t mind helping me out with something do you? It’ll be quick.” It was clear he was under some kind of drunken influence, a sober Hawks wouldn’t do something like this! Right? “Mm, H-Hawks I-“ He quickly shushed her by grinding against your face. You could feel the hardness of his length brushing against your cheek and you struggled to keep the drool in your mouth. You had dreamed of scenarios like this but never imagined any of them coming to fruition. The heat between your thighs became far more intense as he gripped the hair on the back of your head, piercing yellow eyes watched you expectantly. You felt unsure of yourself as you slowly unzipped his pants. Was this really okay?

You weren’t confident in your abilities at all since you only had the videos you watched for reference material. Not to mention the hero was drunk and most likely wasn’t in control of himself. But you wanted to please him. Give him a reason to let you stay. But, the hero was so handsome. Surely he has a girlfriend hidden somewhere. Someone nice with much more experience than you. Maybe it was hid secretary, the one with big boobs. You felt frozen and and your throat grew dry until she felt his thumbs rubbing against the back of her head. Quiet encouragement?

Your feelings of doubt dissipated and your hands then proceeded (shakily) to tug down his pants. You could see his cock straining in his briefs and your eyes widened. You were frozen in place once more as he gently rubbed the back of your head, bringing your face closer with a soft groan. “Nervous?” He whispered and you couldn’t help but nod in response.

Again- You had only dreamed of scenarios like this. The real thing was far more intimidating. He pulled your head even closer, your parted lips kissed against the hardened flesh and your face began to sting from bashfulness filling your body. Being so close like this, you weren’t sure if you could handle it.

But you didn’t want to refuse either. Who knows if you’ll ever get the chance again to be with Hawks? So close and so intimate than anyone else in your circle. You didn’t care how many partners he’s put on his knees, you were happy to be included. You puckered your lips across the clothed flesh, gripping onto his thighs again as you kissed the outline. You were shy, feeling his hand twitch against your scalp as your forehead brushed against his stomach. You sat up on your knees, the heat between your thighs growing more and more intense as you slipped your tongue out to rub over his briefs.

His breath hitched, his hips then jerked against your face the moment he felt the wetness of your tongue. Your head shot back in surprise with his hand still holding you in place as he whispered soft ‘no no no’s to put you at ease. Don’t be afraid. “Let’s keep going.” He sounded breathless as your hand grabbed onto the waistband of his briefs, his eyes burning into you with unwavering lust as you swallowed anxiously. You wanted to taste it. Feel it glide across your tongue. Feel it press against the back of your throat. Experience the salt of his precum.

You weren’t sure if the smell of alcohol emenating off of his clothes was what gave you courage, or Hawks softly cooing down at you to continue. But you yanked the waistband down and allowed his cock to spring free. It smacked against your cheek and stood lazily at attention. Pulsing with need as you eyed it in amazement.

None of your friends would ever believe you, not that you planned to kiss and tell.

The full thing can be found on Ao3!! I heard that posting full NSFW content on Tumblr is still a big no-no, even in writing form!! After The Porn Purge years ago I assumed it was just in art formats and porno pics!! I’ll continue treading carefully to not get banned, I love you all dearly and I’m not sure what I would do if my content I worked hard to share with you all was unwillingly scrapped. I think I would break down…

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captain-lessship · 9 months

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Tea Time! Pt. One

A/n: I just thought this would be cute.

Spoiler warning: Content is dated after The Paranormal Liberation War Arc of MHA/ BNHA and contains spoilers/spoiler related content. Read if you are caught up on the series/ are okay with spoilers.

He thought he’d hate it more. He desired freedom, yes, but he found himself thinking of what he did with his wings. They weren’t to blame. They were just a part of as much as his arm and his leg are. It was just what other people saw in them that ruined them. He told this to his therapist while sitting on their rather uncomfortable couch.

They had told him to write all of his feelings down in a journal. That categorized thoughts are easier to look at and explain, even if it was just to him. Not all of it had to be about his wings: it could be about anything and everything.

That’s what brought him to this small store that he wasn’t even sure even sold empty notebooks.

Wind chimes that hung above the door clanged as he entered, he immediately liked the atmosphere. It was warm, not temperature wise but emotionally. It smelled nice, which he concluded came from the ceramic incense dish, like a mix of jasmine and a citrus fruit.

He saw shelves with trinkets and shelves of books. From what he could tell, there was three or four small tables in the back, where he assumed people could sit and read the books while also being served tea.

“Hello!” A voice rang out in the silence that the wind chimes left. He looked at where the voice came from to see a small old man.

There was no way this man was younger than seventy yet, there was something in his green eyes that shown that he was more ‘there’ than most half his assumed age. He was short and had an almost cartoony white mustache.

“Hi, I wa-“

“Ah, yes yes, I remember now, my granddaughter put an ad in the paper for a server. That must be you. Come, I will show you where the aprons are.”

Hawks hadn’t the heart to tell the truth.

As you walked quickly down the street, you passed many of your neighbors store fronts.

“Hey! Tell your grandfather thank you again for getting people to fix our stairs.” One called.

“I will!” You said, waving as you walked.

Another saw you, “Ah! Is your grandfather doing alright? Heard that he took it upon himself to fix the Ikehara’s roof?”

“He did and I swear, if I don’t keep an eye on him, he acts like he’ll still twenty of thirty.”

Your grandfather was well known in this area to say the very least. He used to be a professional hero and was known for his selflessness and commitment to his fellow man. Given his portal quirk, it was easy for him to do things but that didn’t stop you from worrying about him because if he used it to much, it made him nauseous and gave him terrible headaches.

You had hoped he hadn’t got up to much while you were at your job, you sighed when you looked in the shop window and saw him still inside, you opened the door, “Grandpa! I brou-“

You stopped. He stopped. Your grandfather kept going.

“When serving tea- Oh! Hi dear!”

You looked at the sight before you: Hawks, former number two pro hero was standing in your family’s shop. No, not just standing; wearing the red apron you hand embroidered with the family name across the top, holding a tray with all necessary items to have tea.

He looked at the sight before him: Beauty incarnate. Your grandfather told him about you but he thought he was being a typical grandpa when he did. You were as beautiful as he said you were.

“Grandpa?”

“Yes?”

“Why are you teaching Hawks how to pour tea?” You asked, never thinking that you would ever ask such a thing.

“Well, look at that,” your grandfather clicked his split glasses together and looked at the man, “I guess it is him. You’re a fan, aren’t-“

“Grandpa!” You quipped, a tiny of red tinting your face. The old man knew all along but he had been thanked for the roof repair with a small fortune reading.

He grinned, “Aw dear, I’m sure he doesn’t mind, now,” he turned back to Hawks, “Young man, I assume that you are not actually here for the job, are you?”

“No,” Hawks relented, “I was actually wondering if you guys sold notebooks?”

“Of course we do!” He snickered, “They are on the second shelf, far left.”

Hawks stole one more look at you as he walked past: If love at first sight existed, it was right there.

If not, the other times he came throughout the weeks would make it love.

He came every Tuesday, Wednesday and Saturday to look at that the books and drink tea as he read his books. You had begun to expect him so you already had a tea set on his table because he got there. No matter what, he would always find ways to talk to you and you wouldn’t lie, you enjoyed it!

Then came the question.

“Hey!” He said, seeing you carefully retouching the gold paint on a vase, your eyes cut up to him.

“Yes? Can I get you something?”

“A date with you.”

Had you not had a tight grip on the vase, you would’ve dropped it.

“Me? A date?”

He felt his cheeks warm, “I mean, yeah. You don’t have, ya know, a boyfriend? Do you?”

You shook your head no, “I don’t have one. I just… am surprised you don’t have a girlfriend.”

He smiled, “The position is open.”

Eavesdropping around the corner was a smiling old man, who would definitely be perfectly alright fixing many rooftops if it meant that he could be nosy in the foreseeable future.

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flashfirearts · 2 months

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Happy Valentine’s Day ❤️

Dabi being a creep 🤣

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owlwithanapple · 4 months

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Wing And Light

He is one of my favorite characters in mha. I try to write his fanfic. I hope you like it. 😘

Part 1.

( Takami Keigo | Hawks/Original Female Character )

This is a superhuman society, with 80% of us possessing some uncanny ability. Cities swirled with chaos and confusion following the appearance of these powers, and a new profession emerged. We call those who fight for justice and help others in need heroes.

Your name is Shiranui Yuki, 20 years old now. The Light Hero : Raiden, the hero who uses light Quirk. It can absorb a certain amount of light energy to maintain strength, accumulate power and scatter light energy, turn into light to fly in the air, light in a wide range of radioactive light and healing light. Although the power will be reduced by half in the night, the saved light energy can be converted into power to enable you to act temporarily.

You have admired a hero since you were a child, which is the symbol of peace, All Might. To become a hero like him, you keep breaking through yourself finally successfully enter the UA Hero Academy. The academic and ability level highlight excellent grades, coupled with the intellectual and elegant temperament, make you a high-profile student in UA.

Age of 17, you was promoted to the youngest top professional hero in Japan. The rare and powerful ability is deeply attracted by the hero firms in other places. You want to pursue a more distant goal and give up domestic opportunities to develop abroad. An incident abroad fell into a bitter battle and failed. You was deeply traumatized and suspended as a pro hero.

When you have returned to Japan to settle down and think about what you should do in the future. You see the news that the symbol of peace is gone, the All Might era is over, and All Might is retired. You look at his thin body in front of the screen, you are surprised and in despair. The hero you once admired, the hero who supported your spiritual support, and the hero you once pursued his back are gone.

After losing the symbol of peace, everyone lost their sense of security and the city fell into chaos. Villain attacked the citizens without the symbol of peace and disrupted the peace in the past. Once there is no symbol of peace in the world, people will fall into despair and think that they have lost hope. But other pro heroes are working hard to maintain the safety of the town and citizens.

You look at the hero's hard work in front of the screen, you shrink in the corner and hold yourself tightly. You think that you used to be a very shining light, you have proved everything with your strength all the way to get through any difficulties. Now you hate yourself so much that you see that everyone is working hard, but you give up halfway. Just because Villain is too powerful in a mission and competes with your ability, you will opt out of the pro hero after you are defeated.

You are so hungry, there is no food in the kitchen when you open the refrigerator. You have hesitated for a long time and now you have to leave the house. In order not to starve yourself, you decided to go out to buy food. You change your clothes, put on a mask and a hat. After putting on your slippers, you hold the door handle take a deep breath and leave home.

Look at the sky, the sky outside is so bright, you can feel the wind blowing. Seeing the leaves swaying in the wind, your heart is a little calmer.

You went to the store area of the town, you bought some daily necessities and nutritionally balanced food. You see the heroes on patrol on the road who greet the citizens, your heart feels a little warm. Although you will still see people complaining that the symbol of peace is gone, but it does not defeat the will of the heroes.

You stood still and thought about why you belittled yourself. How can the shining light at that moment give up because of a defeat? You are a hero! You are a pro hero! You are still a shining light! How long will it take to lose!

"Help me!" A woman's voice came from behind.

You see many heroes running to the direction of asking for help. You turned to the back and looked up. You saw the child trapped in the bubble and floating high in the sky. You noticed Villain floating in mid-air, mocking the heroes on the ground.

"Hahaha! You can't catch me! My Quirk allows me to float in the air with bubbles! You can only watch this child destroyed by me on land!" Villain, who has a bubble Quirk, laughed.

You find that the heroes present can't reach such a high place, not to mention that they still take children as hostages, which makes it impossible for heroes to attack at will. Once attacked, the child's life will be incared at any time, it is likely to fall from a height and die. You thought about how to treat the strategy, but you hesitated. You are no longer a hero, but your body unconsciously wants to save people.

"Hey! Villain!" You shouted at him. He looked at you with a sneering expression, and you put aside the things in your hand and pointed at him. "Don't underestimate heroes!" You shouted at him. Your whole body emits a wide range of light, and everyone present is blinded by your light. "Damn it! What is it! It's so bright!" Villain shouted. You turn into light and ready to fly in the direction of the child. At this time, the light has disappeared, everyone's eyesight has returned to see you clearly.

Villain released a diffusion bubble attack on you, you easily dodged his attack. You keep releasing flashes in the direction to stop his attack, when Villain closes his eyes, you release a powerful light laser attack on him to subdue him. Villain lost his ability and the child was about to fall in mid-air, you quickly grabbed the child and Villain and slowly landed on land.

You gently put the child on the ground, and he ran to the woman who had just asked for help and hugged her tightly. Only then did you know that you were the mother of a child, your natural smile was at ease.

"Ah! Raiden!" A man's voice came from behind.

How long you haven't heard someone call your Hero Name? Wait! Raiden? You touched your head and face found that the hat and mask were lost in the battle!

"It's really Raiden!" The citizens on the road are watching you.

You nervously pick up the hat that fell to the ground and put it on, take your food and fly back to your home. When you get home, lock the door quickly, put things down, and lie on the ground. What are you thinking? You have been suspended! Abuse Quirk without a license! Will you be arrested? Suddenly you have an ominous feeling. You get up and take out your mobile phone and browse social media repeatedly. You see a report with the title that Raiden the Light Hero is back! You are surprised! Only then you know that social media is really becoming more and more advanced.

Endeavor Agency——

"The light is finally back. Find her! Bring her to me!" Endeavor said while watching the news.

Hero Public Safety Commission——

"Raiden...no...Yuki. You are finally back." Hawks looking at your photo and whispered.

Part 1 end.

*If you have any ideas, you can leave them in the comment section, and I will try to add in the story.*

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