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soleilandpeaches · 11 months

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Ok, but has anyone already thought about how disgustingly rich Keigo is? I mean, the type that doesn't boast much of his money but still has ridiculously expensive things, like... a Ferrari. And you know what? Ferrari + Keigo = Sex. I feel like he would only do it when the reader has really made him jealous. I accept it, I have a kink with jealous!keigo. Creative freedom, but I need a damn car and Keigo in it hehehe. 🫣

warnings: unprotected sex, jealous!keigo, f!reader, coming inside, car sex, cursing, dirty talk, 18+ (MDNI)

“Ohhh yeah…” “You like when I fuck up into you like that, huh?” He punctuates his question with another sharp thrust, a sharp cry spilling from your lips. You have to stabilize yourself using his shoulders, nails digging into his skin leaving crescent shapes in their wake. Though he doesn’t seem to care as he tosses his head back against the headrest, eyes never leaving your face.

“Yeah that’s it, Baby.”

Smack!

“Ride that cock, cowgirl.” He chuckles at his own lame joke, yet the baritone of his voice sends pleasureful shivers throughout your body and a delicious heat pooling in your stomach.

You feel his warm hands caress the scape of your waist, smoothing over your hips and thighs as he rolls his hips into yours. The way he’s fucking you—deliciously deep and torturously slow has you whispering his name into the shell of his ear, completely unable to produce full sounds.

“Fuuck me.”

You cant take your eyes from his stupidly handsome face contorted with pleasure. He licks his lips, kissed raw and red from how roughly he handled you before. You feel his fingers curl and uncurl themselves into your skin which makes you smile—he doesn’t want to hurt you.

You’re tugged out of your reverie with another harsh jolt of his pelvis, successfully lifting you up further enough to have your hand reach out on the roof of the car, bracing yourself against it to not hit your head as you go up.

“Keigo!” You half-pant, placing your hand back down of his lap to guide him back down but he doesn’t relent. Only grabbing you by your wrist and tugging you further into his chest, opposite hand splayed against your lower back.

“Arch your back for me, Pretty.” He commands, wrapping his arm around your back as he brings your hand to his mouth, kissing your palm with a loving gentleness—complete opposite to what he was doing to your body.

“They can’t fuck you like this, can they? Hm?” His voice once dripping with saccharine goodness takes a turn into something more sinister.

You shake your head no, completely overtaken with pleasure. You feel him let go of your hand to grip you by your cheeks, forcing your face down to meet his own. His thrusts don’t slow as you meet his gaze and you almost swore you saw green swimming beneath gold.

“Words, Love.” Is all he says as he shifts, angling his thrusts deeper to hit that sweet spot inside. Your words die on your throat as your lips part into a silent scream—you’re so close.

“Answer me.”

Smack!

“No!” You sob, bracing your hands against his chest as you desperately attempt to meet his thrusts with your own. The rolling of your hips quickly comes to an end as he hugs you into his body, planting his feet against the floor of his car as he fucks into you with a new found aggression.

“Yeah, that’s right.” He growls in between heaving breaths pitched moans. “‘Course they can’t.”

“Only I get to fuck you like this. Don’t I?” You’re aware he’s trying to assert his dominance, but you know deep down he’s only feigning his insecurities. Still, you indulge him.

“Only you, Keigo. I—ohmygod—only y-you.”

“Yeahh—haah—fuck!” “You gonna cum on my cock, Baby?”

You nod feverishly against his chest, biting down on the juncture of his neck and shoulder as to somewhat stabilize yourself of the onslaught of abuse.

“Fuck! Me-me too.”

His fingers curl into your hair as he pulls you away from his neck. He brings his face down to meet yours for a serious of passion-filled and pussy-drunk kisses. His kisses become messy and wet as he nears his climax. Then, lips coming to part against your mouth as he pants and whispers obscenities against your own, struggling to kiss you back.

“M’ so fucking close, Angel—holyshit—m’ so close.”

His thrusts become sloppy and uncoordinated as they pick up in pace. The echoing slaps of skin paired with the rattling and thumping of his rocking car has your face heating even hotter in embarrassment. If anyone were to walk by and see, it wouldn’t take two seconds to know what was going on.

His fingers snake in between your bodies, moving quick circles into your clit. The pressure of hit cock repeatedly punching against your G-spot paired with his skilled hands has you twitching. Stars dance beneath your eyelids as you feel your release drench his lap, crying out once you feel his own cum spill into you. He always fills you up so nicely.

“Shit, Baby.” You glance down to his fucked-out face. His grin is wide, wide enough to see the gleam of his white teeth and dotted dimples. His face is flushed, all the way down his bruised neck and heaving chest. His once perfectly messy-kept hair is now tousled and sweaty along his hairline.

He meets your gaze with his own, ogling you as you are to him. He clearly enjoys what he sees as he brings a hand to your cheek, thumb rubbing back-and-forth just underneath your eye.

“You don’t know what you do to me, Sweetheart.” He sighs followed by another kiss. Although, this one is sweet and gentle, the kind that has you melting into the palm of his hand as he continues to rub circles into your skin.

He releases you with a chuckle after you continue to try and kiss him, but he stops you with a thumb to your lips.

“Lemme treat you to something, hm? After all, you did so good for me.” He kisses you one more time, pulling away to take you in with another sigh, eyes almost glowing with the love he has for you.

“Pretty girl.”

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what-fandom-again · 7 months

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I've got you: Hawkes x Reader

Kinda

It's some stupid thing I came up with while day dreaming so ~enjoy~

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"I've got you." Hawkes tells you as you fly with him for the first time.

"I've got you." Hawkes says as he finger guns you when you ask for something before he goes shopping.

"I've got you." he assures you when the two of you are having a heart to heart.

"I've got you!" He exclaims while you two play fight and he grabs you.

"I've got you." He teases after shooting you in the sensor during laser tag.

"I've got you." He whispers as he soothes you after your nightmares.

"I've got you." he pants during sex, holding your hands tightly as he fucks you.

"I've got you!" He shouts as he saves you from danger.

"I've got you." He mumbles, more to himself as he holds you close after one of his own nightmares. He shakes as he says it, because he doesn't want to lose the only thing that makes his life as bearable as it was.

"I've got you." he cries as he holds your dying body close to him, praying you somehow survive.

"I've got you." he says with tear pricked eyes after you do survive as he holds your hand in your hospital bed.

"I've got you" he whispers once more while you two lay in bed together, bodies entangled.

He's got you no matter what, and he'll make sure you never forget.

#bnha hawks #mha hawks #keigo takami #keigo x reader #hawks x reader #Hawks oneshot #soft fic

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missuga · 1 year

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11:35 p.m. – Keigo Takami.

From the first knock on your door you knew who it was, your stomach dropped and you froze. Maybe if you sunk deeper into the couch and stayed silent he’d go away.

Maybe if you wished it hard enough you could get yourself out of this situation without even having to see him. But it wasn’t as simple as that, and when more knocks echoed through your apartment you knew that.

“You can’t keep ignoring me.” Keigo’s voice was muffled and you could barely hear it through the door, but it still made your chest burn all the same. “Please just open the door.”

“What.” That was all you could muster up when you opened the door, sure that if you said anything else the brave face you put on would break.

“Thank god.” He sighed, shoulders visibly slumping down in relief. What he was so relieved about was beyond you. “I needed to see you.”

“Okay.” You muttered, still looking passed him as you stepped back into your apartment again. “You’ve seen me so now you can go.”

“Wait, stop.” He grabbed the door stopping you from shutting it. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

“Actually, I never know what you mean.” You breathed out an annoyed laugh, refusing to look at him still, hoping your words stung at least a little bit. “I told you to not come over.”

“Yeah, that’s all you said. Then you ghosted?” Keigo sounded frustrated now, like he wasn’t the one in the wrong.

“I didn’t ghost you. I blocked your number.”

“That’s the same damn thing.” He shook his head and took a step back, this wasn’t going like he had planned. “What the hell happened?”

“I don’t know why you care, we weren’t even together. Remember?” You scoffed, thinking back to what he said that night. “Those were your words.”

He didn’t say anything for a moment and you could feel him staring at you.

“It was too soon, everything was happening so fast.” Keigo’s voice wavered slightly and you cut him off before he could say anything else.

“That’s what happens in real relationships, though you wouldn’t understand that. You’ve never seriously committed to anything in your life.” You knew that wasn’t a fair thing to throw at him, but you didn’t care. “I wasted months on you. Months Keigo. This wasn’t just a couple weeks thing.”

“I know I just-”

“No, you don’t know.” You interruppted him again, you didn’t want to give him a chance to even explain why he had treated you like that. “If you knew how I genuinly thought I loved you, you wouldn’t have gone to that stupid bar with your side kick.”

He looked shocked at that and a bit of pride swelled in your chest at the way his eyes clouded over with guilt.

“Yeah, you didn’t know I found out about that did you?” Stepping back into your apartment a bit more you were ready for this conversation to be over, nothing he could say would mend what he broke.

“I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“That’s all you’re seriously going to say?” You laughed again, finally looking him in the eyes for longer than a second. The burning in your chest grew red hot and you could feel a sting behind your eyes now. “Are you so pathetic that you can’t even give me a real explanation?”

“I’m sorry.” Was all he said, pushing a hand through his hair in frustration, nothing was coming out the way he was thinking. Seeing you so upset made realization of how he fucked up really sink in.

“Did I really mean nothing to you?” No matter how mad at him you were, a part of you still wished things could get fixed, that this could all get brushed over.

“No.” He grabbed your hand forcing you to look up from the ground, “You meant everything to me.”

“Then why?” You could only whisper now, knowing your voice would give away how much of a bad job you were holding back your tears.

“I don’t know.” Keigo whispered, and you realized this wasn’t going anywhere.

“I can’t do this.” You pulled your hand from his grip and backed up, wiping the tears from your cheek. “I can’t keep going around in circles with you, nothing is going to change. I should’ve realized this before, it’s my fault.”

“Wait, I can’t do this without you.” He sounded pathetic now, but his words still burned deep, if only he figured that out sooner.

“You’re going to have to learn how to take care of yourself, that’s not my problem anymore.”

“Please stop, we can fix this.” He stepped forward again, reaching out to you and for a second you almost let him but you pulled away. You could hear the sadness and desperation in his voice now. “Please. I love you.”

“You don’t get to say that anymore. Just go before you ruind something else, Keigo.” You turned around fully now, trying your hardest to ignore how broken he sounded as you walked into your apartment. “Don’t come over anymore. I mean it.”

You hated how much shutting the door hurt and how much you still loved him, even after all of this. The only thing that made it a little bit better was knowing that he was hurting just as much as you, or so you hoped.

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imagineanime2022 · 5 months

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Heroes W/ An S/O W/ A Talking Cat

Keigo Takami (Hawks) X Reader, Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum) X Reader, Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead) X Reader, Yamada Hizashi (Present Mic) X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Hi 👋, I read your story about the Lov with s/o who has a talking cat while I was reading it. I was thinking how funny it would be if it was the pro heroes instead of the villain like Mr. Aizawa, or hawks, or any other pro hero with S/O’s talking cat I think that would be hilarious?😂 AND Hello I really love your work it’s amazing😁 I love your post about the LOV with a witch S/O who has a pet talking cat I wanted to ask if there was one for the pro heroes like Aizawa, Mirko, Fat gum or even Hawks I think that would’ve been hilarious to know what their reactions would be like to S/O’s talking cat?😂

Keigo Takami/ Hawks

🪶 Keigo found out because he was teasing him, you had warned him not to but he didn’t listen, lucky for you instead of lashing out. Your cat decided to tell him off themselves. 🪶 It only took a little while before they both started to tease each other, Keigo scaring your cat half to death and your cat taking every opportunity to jump on Keigo or swipe at his feet. 🪶 You could come home to a disaster zone if Keigo got home before you, which was not often but when it did happen you honestly dreaded it. 🪶 You literally could not trust them to do anything, they were proud creatures and often tried to show you how much better they were then the other and that lead to even more problems.

You had been in the shower, you had only left them for 15 minutes and as you walked out of the bathroom when you heard a crash, you ran into the living room with nothing but a towel wrapped around your body “woah hello there beautiful.” Keigo smirked as he looked away from (Y/C/N) across the room. “Gross, that is my parent.!” (Y/C/N) continued. “Well they’re my partner so cover your ears if you don’t wanna hear it!” Keigo ordered. “What the hell is going on?” You asked, arms crossed as you looked between the two of you. “Nothing that you need to worry your pretty little head about, I’m just proving that he couldn’t catch me if he tried.” Keigo smirked as he looked back at the cat. “He has caught you before… Many times.” You reminded him. “Told you!” (Y/C/N) cheered. “Ah yes but that is swiftly followed by my own attack.” Keigo said. “Almost as if I were expecting it.” “Can you both just behave yourself for 10 minutes while I get changed?” You asked. “Ask him, he’s the one that starts it.” (Y/C/N) turned his back to Keigo and you narrowed your eyes as you saw the feathers moving towards the unknowing feline. “Stop.” “Fine fine, I’ll just come with you.” He wriggled his eyebrows as you rolled your eyes, turning away from him. “You're gross.” (Y/C/N) muttered as he disappeared into the kitchen. You turned away to walk back into the bedroom and get changed as Keigo followed. “You can’t expect me to behave myself without a reward.” Keigo followed you into the room catching you before you would walk towards the draws that housed all of you pajamas. “Will you ever learn to behave yourself?” You asked. “You don’t want that.” He teased, pressing a kiss to your jaw slowly coaxing you into something other than getting dressed.

Taishiro Toyomitsu/ Fatgum

🍡 Fatgum didn’t realise that there was anything different about your cat in fact it probably could have stayed that way for a very long time. 🍡 They got along well whenever he was eating something he shared with you little companion and scolded you when you told the little one that they had enough. You at one point were sure that the little guy was putting on weight. 🍡 They loved cuddling up together and you would often find them in bed or on the sofa, he found out about him talking when he walked in on the two of you arguing about stealing your boyfriend. 🍡 From there he treated him more like a child then a pet, scolding him and playing with him and still feeding him more than he needed.

You sighed as you walked into the house, smiling as you heard Taishiro talking in the other room, you knew that he was talking to (Y/C/N), you walked into the room raising an eyebrow as you watched the two “if I give you an extra dinner you can’t tell mum, she’s going to kill me!” Taishiro muttered, hunched over the cat that was looking at him with pleading eyes. “I never tell her.” (Y/C/N) answered and you narrowed your eyes, they both got up, it took longer for your cat to notice you than your boyfriend (who stopped dead in his tracks) because of the sofa obscuring the little one’s vision. “Extra dinners?” You asked. “Really?” “He said he was starving.” Taishiro said. “He always says that he’s starving, I took him for a check up, he’s almost overweight!” You complained. “Alright… I’ll stop.” Taishiro said. “You promised me that before and look what happened…” You crossed your arms over your chest and turned away from them. (Y/C/N) was the first to come over rubbing against your ankle, you glanced down at him and he looked up at you. “I know that this diet is hard but once we get you back to a healthy weight, you can have your treats back as a reward.” You reached down, tickling his chin. “This is stupid.” (Y/C/N) grumbled and you nodded. “Uh huh, so no extra dinner for you and you.” You pointed at Taishiro across the room who was looking as guilty as ever. “No sweets for the rest of the night.” “Yes ma’am.” He nodded as he walked over, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “I’m leaving you alone for 20 minutes while I shower and get changed but if you do anything I’ll be able to smell the guilt on you.” You warned them. “Humans can’t smell guilt.” (Y/C/N) said. “Test me.” You goaded him before disappearing into the bedroom and further into the bathroom.

Shota Aizawa/ Eraserhead

🐛 You didn’t even tell this man that your cat could talk, he just started talking to them one day and of course your feline friend spoke back, he literally did not bat an eyelid. 🐛 Laziest creatures in your life, they will collectively convince you to do nothing… Unless it’s food time, if it’s food time then the cat is no ally to anyone. 🐛 Most would think that Aizawa was the one who owned the cat because it was constantly trailing after him and complimenting him on everything that he did with the odd sassy comment when they didn’t agree on something, honestly some would say that he stole your cat. 🐛 You're sure that they miss each other more than they ever miss you and sometimes you're dramatic about it but rest assured you are the most important person in either one of their lives.

You walked through the front door kicking off your shoes, you dropped your bag to the floor before walking into the living room “you took your time.” Aizawa said as he looked up at you from his reclined position on the sofa. “Hello to you too.” You smiled as you leaned down and pressed a kiss to his cheek, he smiled quickly catching your lips in a soft kiss. “Hey hey! What about me!?” You giggled at the voice before turning to the black cat it belonged to curled up on Aizawa’s chest cradling his face in your hands as you pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “Have you both been here the whole day?” You asked. “No.” Aizawa answered. “I had classes to teach today.” “So you’ve been like this since 3pm?” You asked. “I guess.” Aizawa answered. “Did you at least feed him?” You asked. “You know those biscuits are a complete diet right, there are some cats that would settle for just them.” Aizawa mumbled. “Yeah well I’m not one of them.” (Y/C/N) said as he stood his front legs stretched out in front of him as he stretched and you rolled your eyes walking into the kitchen and putting the meat down for him before walking back into the living room, Aizawa reached out a hand pulling you to lay with him when you were close enough. “Are you sure this is a good idea Shota?” You asked as you glance towards the entrance the loud feline would appear in when he was finished. “Mmm it’s fine.” He answered half heartedly as he continued to wrap you tighter in his arms, not 5 minutes later did you hear what you expected. “You two just cast me out after 5 minutes, you know I was coming back right?” He asked as hopped up on the sofa walking over your intertwined legs before finally settling on your back, you hummed as you shifted slightly to get more comfortable, you knew that you should all move, the bed was definitely more comfortable but staying here with the two most important beings in your life for some reason was more appealing so you didn’t move for now this would be fine.

Yamada Hizashi/ Present Mic

🎤 Again another who wasn’t affected by your cat talking, he however is not as happy about it as others. They literally argue all the time because let’s be honest Hizashi is like a big cat himself. 🎤 You were constantly breaking them up, they never tried to hurt each other but they would always complain about something that the other was doing. 🎤 You tried to split your time between them equally but they always had something to say about that too. 🎤 As they lived together more they learned to deal with each other better, they learned what set the other off and tried to avoid it when you were around.

Hizashi had been at work all day, you were in the kitchen cutting up meat, you put a small pile aside for (Y/C/N) as you started cooking up the meat for dinner, once it was all cooked you put his portion aside and continued cooking for you and Hizashi. “Smells good.” Hizashi said, his voice softer than most people get to hear it. “Thank you.” You smiled leaning back into him as he rested his forehead on your shoulder. “Long day? How are the kids?” “Fine, they’re fine.” He answered. “But…” You prompted him to continue as he lifted his head. “They didn’t come to UA to do english lessons, they get bored so easily, stop paying attention.” He explained and you chuckled. “You know, even for people who aren’t looking to become heroes, English lessons were boring, it’s just about making it interesting.” You said. “Don’t give him ideas he’s interesting enough.” Your bubble was shattered as the black cat jumped up on the counter top. “Do you mind? We are having a private conversation.” Hizashi scolded him. “Well then don’t have it in the middle of the kitchen.” (Y/C/N) muttered. “Would it have mattered if we were in the bedroom?” Hizashi asked. “I guess not.” He turned away and walked over to the plate where you had left the meat that you saved for him. “This for me?” “Yeah.” You answered, lifting the plate away from him “If I give you this will you leave us alone for a little while, you know it’s not your turn so don’t be a bother.” “Fine, fine.” He lifted his paw as if to pull your hand down to him. “Good.” You nodded, you put the plate back down before going back to your own dinner and finishing up what you needed to. “I’ve decided what movie to watch tonight.” He mumbled and you smiled. “Good, then let’s finish this food so we can watch a movie and you can relax yeah?” You suggested and you felt him nod rather then heard him but you both made small noises as (Y/C/N) made a noise of disgust in the back of his throat.

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sanscat0414 · 5 months

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Misunderstanding?!

Hawks x reader:

Synopsis: Hawks gets suspicious of you because you have been coming home later and your spend less time with him. He begins to suspect you of cheating but little did he know it was…

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Hawks have been noticing that you came from work later for the past month. Usually he tried to aim to get home by 10:30 or before midnight. Whenever he was home earlier he noticed you were not home which is strange as you always came home before 10 even in days you work overtime. You were almost always on your phone typing away texting someone. You would even laugh a couple of times when texted this mysterious person. What’s even more suspicious is when he asked you about it you just brush it off.

“Hm? Oh it’s nothing. It’s just some family stuff.”

“Huh? It’s 11? I didn’t realize I was out so late. Why? Mmm? Just lost track.”

“What do you mean? I’m just texted a friend.”

Now he trusted you so he let it be. He believed you but still he couldn’t help but feel a little hurt. You weren’t spending as much time as you used to with him. You spend majority of your precious time you had with him on checking on the phone when your not you seem distant. Like you were thinking of something else.

Last week, was even more weird to Hawks. He was lucky to have gotten out of work early that day and wanted to pick you up. Only to find you hanging out with another man. Sure he saw you from a far but you were laughing with the man. He just left thinking it was your friend or something but you never mentioned him before. All this combined the extra time gone, the texts, the times you were distant hawks started thinking you were cheating on him. Hawks gave the benefit of the doubt but his trust in you was waning.

The final straw was today. It was a long a waited day off for him. He wanted to spend it with you but when he asked if you wanted to spend time with him you said

“I’m sorry Keigo I can’t. I know it’s your day off and we haven’t spend much time together. I just have something to do.”

That “something” was hanging with that same man. He wanted to get some KFC for the both of you and by coincidence spotted you. Naturally he was furious and sad that you had chosen another man over him. He decided to wait for you to come home before confronting you.

When you finally got home, you could tell something was wrong. The atmosphere was as thick as butter and an Erie silence cause by the lack of “Baby bird your home!”

“Keigo? I’m home.” You said.

“I’m in the living room.” He said almost coldly.

“Baby?” You said as you walked in to the Living room only to see Hawks sitting there in a serious manner.

There was no funny business and hawks had a no emotion in his face. He just sat there watching you like a predator watching its prey. It unsettled you.

“ Sit, we need to talk,_____.” He said as he gestured to the other couch infront of him.

Now you know it’s serious. He never uses your name unless it’s serious, like taking about your safety or something.

“Is something wrong?” You asked confuse and nervous as you sat down.

“Be honest with me. Are you cheating on me?”

“What? Why would you think that?” You said with genuine confusion shown on your face.

“I mean you spend extra time away from home after work, those texts that you laugh at, and that man that you were hangout with. I saw you today! With him. You rather choose to be with him than me! If so just say so.”

You stared at him at disbelief, now to be fair when he laird it all out like that it make sence but you could help but think thsi situation was a bit ridiculous. After a few seconds you laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

“It’s not what- you know what that’s to cliche. Let me try agian.” You said as you tried to stop laughing.

“Kei, first of all of course I’m not cheating on you. I love you with everything I have. I’m sorry I haven’t been spending as much time with you or paying attention to you. It’s just this month has been a bit hectic.” You said and you moved next to him.

You gave him a small kiss on the forehead and show him a picture. “Is this the man you saw?”

He nodded and you explained “that’s my sister’s boyfriend. He’s been asking me alll about what my sister likes. And what do for a proposal to her. I was helping him do a little shopping for the proposal plan. If I had known earlier that you had a day off today I wouldn’t have planed our outing today. He’s been planing it for months and kept changing the day he pop the question. I kept pushing him.”

Hawks looked at you dumb founded “Why didn’t you tell me.”

“It’s a secret that I have been helping him. Plus he wanted to forge his own ring for her, and I had a friend who does metal smithing. I been going to that. friend with him.”

“Why would you need to?”

You got up to go get something form your room. You came back with a small box and you handed it him. He open it and saw a beautiful metal feather with a gem on the stem of the feather. The feather was a little wanky but it was cute. It was attached to a leather string necklace.

“I took the opportunity to try to make something for you too. It was supposed to be a surprise for our anniversary but I wasn’t able to get it just right on time. I guess better late than never right.”

Hawks started it for a good 5 minutes in silence. It was beautiful and you made this by yourself (with help but still.) once he was finally done admiring it he hugged you. He warped his wings around you tight and nuzzled into your neck.

“I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions …. I love it thank you.”

“No no I should have said something sooner. I should have payed more attention I’m sorry too. I should have been more clear.”

That nught you guys cuddled for a bit. When your sister boyfriend called Hawks answered. He mildly scolded him for “stealing” his girlfriend and gave him some advice on being confidenace. Needless to say your sister said yes and you and hawks was invited to see them.

Hawks met your sister’s now husband on their wedding day. He apologized to Hawks after learning of what happened. Natural your just glad everything went well, and you where grateful that you and hawks were always upfront when it come to communication. Occasionally there will me moments when you suck at communicating but it all works out.

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vampyrsm · 2 years

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'don't move' (2.3k) keigo takami x female reader

warnings: knife play, dom/sub dynamics sorta, edging (both receiving), orgasm denial.

➼ 'kinktober 2022 masterlist'

Keigo Takami was a well-trained man, from the moment the Commission recognised his potential he was put through vigorous regimes. When to eat, when to sleep, who to spy on and eventually, who to kill. He was the ultimate weapon to use against villains, always having the upper hand over them with the information supplied from the intelligence of the Commission.

So just how did he end up being the one blindsided one evening?

It was the usual time Keigo would be heading come, shedding the mask known as ‘Hawks’ and slipping effortlessly into the loving boyfriend who would dote upon you the second he stepped into your shared penthouse. But something made the hair on the back of his neck stand up on end, wings threatening to flare wide open despite the thin hallway he had just walked in. His toes curled in his boots at the idea of having to fight after such a long day, but even worse was the thought that you had been caught up in something bad.

Keigo was no angel, he had his fair share of enemies and you were the perfect target for anyone who wanted to drive the winged hero over the edge.

His footsteps were slow yet well practised as he avoided every squeaking floorboard, golden eyes flitting about in the darkness to see if he could spy someone or something that would give him any sort of idea as to what could possibly be going on. He ventures further into the open plan section of the apartment, wings fluttering behind him in preparation for something or someone to jump out at him at any given moment.

Just off to the side, he can see the light above the stove is still on, but that means nothing in truth, it could've been left on from last night for all he knows. But something still doesn't feel quite right, like someone is watching him from the darkness of his own home. Would the commission really be spying on him here? They said he earned this, that he earned the luxury of having his own space where he could live in a domestically blissful way with his beautiful girlfriend who—

"Thought you're meant to have heightened senses or something?" comes the honeyed voice that's hot against his ear, a warm body pressed between the two large wings that are forced to spread a little wider to accommodate the body.

Keigo, however, is not worried about either of these facts but instead about the long red blade that's being held to his throat. He curses himself inwardly for being so lazy the previous night, he had preened, reluctantly, and left many feathers laying about. Of course, he could simply just "deactivate" his quirk, but something about the warmth of the body seeping through his black shirt and the threat of something deadly against his throat has his cock twitching beneath the heavy weight of his hero costume.

"Playing a dangerous game there, sweetheart." he coos, though you don't miss the shake in his voice or the way he swallows thickly after he finishes his sentence. His hands are splayed in front of him to show he's not a threat, not yet anyway, and that you do in fact have the upper hand in the situation.

"Maybe," you admit but you push your body a little firmer against his own, guiding him towards the plush couch situated in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows that overlook the entirety of the city. "Sit."

And like the obediently trained dog that Keigo is, he sits with a huff on the couch and lets his wings spread wide so he can melt properly into the soft material. He can see you now finally, despite the dark, you have an ethereal outline to yourself from the downtown bright lights that glow and illuminate the living room. "What's this all about then, hm?" he tilts his head to the side, an eyebrow cocked and you have to hold yourself strong so as to not fold in so easily to the absolute fuckboy eyes he's sending your way.

"Shut up," you demand, pointing the blade towards him and he makes a face—showing that he's absolutely at your mercy, even flashing his palms again to show you that you entirely have the reigns this time. He remains quiet when you bring the point of the blade down to his chest, his eyes trained directly on the feather.

"Scared?" you have the audacity to ask a man who has never known fear.

Keigo smirks, eyes flicking up to meet your own and your stomach swoops with butterflies at the look he's giving you. You know that look too well. "Not at all, just really fuckin' turned on right now." finally his heart flutters at the sight of your lips fighting the twitch of an oncoming smile, he always manages to do that, always makes sure you’re not actually mad or angry with him and seeing the soft gaze in your eye reassures him that you’re not actually about to put an end to his life.

“Don’t move,” you scold him with a scathing look when he chuckles, pressing the tip of the blade just a little firmer until it slices through the skintight material of his shirt and down the middle flawlessly. He marvels momentarily at just how you learned to cut through clothing so seamlessly without scratching at his skin, but he’s brought back to attention when the blades under his chin prompting him to meet your eyes.

It takes everything within Keigo to hold onto his self-restraint when you lower yourself to your knees in front of him, finally setting the feather down onto the couch next to him but he figures that perhaps that won't be the last time it'll be used on him tonight. His eyes readjust onto you, pupils were blown wide when your hands stroke up his thighs slowly, feeling the tense muscle beneath the loose-fitting pants he was wearing.

"Off," and he doesn't have to be told twice, shifting his hands down to the belt to unclip it before he's practically shoving both his pants and boxers down until they rest around his ankles. He flushes bright at the giggle that leaves your throat, "Someone's needy," it feels strange on your tongue but he has said it so often to you in the past, the way his cock twitches against his stomach is sign enough that the words work just as well on him.

He thinks you might prolong this game of holding the power above his head but your hand finally slides along his thigh, brushing through the blonde hairs there before you're wrapping a delicate hand around the base of his cock with a gentle squeeze. Keigo's head drops back on the couch, eyes clenching closed at just a simple gesture that has him fighting desperately to not buck up into your hand as you just hold him there.

Just as he's about to speak, to tell you to just do something, his words get caught in his throat at the warm feeling of your spit meeting the flushed tip of his cock before dribbling all the way down until it's nestled into the blonde hairs at the base. Your fingers work delicately, stroking up and down to ensure you spread the wetness equally. Circling your wrist gently and brushing your thumb repeatedly over the head has Keigo's thighs tensing up quickly, toes curling in the boots he was still wearing. You were working to make him cum, and fast.

"B-Baby, wait," he pants, head lifting up in time to see your hand hovering over the blade next to him when he lifted his own in an attempt to get you to slow down. "Fuck, 'm gonna cum if you don't slow down," a moan making its way up through his throat at his admission, hips bucking against his will when you squeeze a little tighter around his cock.

He's close, so fucking close, just a little more—

His stomach lurches when your hand disappears from around his length, letting it slap against his stomach harshly and making him jolt. The orgasm he was so close to has disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the game between the two of you shifts dramatically. So that's your play here? To edge him until he's crying for it? He scowls at you now, a rare sight of the man who was always so relaxed around you.

"You don't want to play this game with me." it's a soft warning, you know that but nonetheless it has your thighs clenching together, the warmth there insufferable. His eyes constricted and dilated again as they drifted down to your lips, observing the way you rolled your tongue over your bottom lip – readying yourself to quip with something sharp back.

But just as your lips parted, there was a slight pressure on your throat. You blinked with wide eyes, lips still agape and you glanced down just enough to get a glimpse of the shimmering red feather that Keigo was now holding to your throat. There was no real pressure behind it, but the threat had your stomach dipping and thighs pressing together to ease the ache of clenching around nothing.

Keigo watched with interest at the way your eyes seemed to display every emotion and thought, jumping away from the fact you held the power over him and to having none in a split second. "What's wrong baby? Scared?" he coos condescendingly, angling the blade just so that it slides up along your throat until it's tucked under your chin, forcing your head back enough to be peering up at him directly.

"Stand up, pretty." and you do, getting to your feet slowly and carefully to ensure the pressure didn't shift but you knew Keigo would never let that happen, his control over his own quirk was the best you had seen. This time, it's you on the receiving end as he flicks the blade effortlessly as if it were nothing, it most likely isn't anything for the No. 2 Pro. The cold air of the apartment is instant, the slipping of your now shredded clothes falling to the floor in a heap at his feet.

He doesn't need to speak his next command, spreading his thighs a little and patting one with the free hand whilst the other twirls the feather between deft fingers. You wordlessly climb atop his thighs, the way you spread yourself open for him has his cock twitching against his stomach, urging him to bury himself inside of you already.

"I think it's time for a bit of punishment for what you pulled, hm?" he says before biting on his bottom lip, rutting his hips just hard enough to have you falling forward with both hands against his chest and face inches away from his own. His eyebrow arches in a silent question, you had been through this routine with Keigo plenty of times before. Sliding a hand down between the two of you, your fingers rewrapped around his cock and shifting your hips just enough to have the tip of his cock pressed to your entrance.

Just as you started to sink down his length, the pressure returned to your throat. Keigo watched with lazy, yet lustful eyes as you finally bottomed out. Thighs touching his own, your hands pressed hard against his stomach to keep yourself up straight and not leaning into the blade despite the urge to just lean forward a little, to roll your hips enough to press against that soft spot.

"Kei—" you whined when he pinched a nipple with his free hand, tugging on the peak firmly with that same boyish grin on his face. "Please,"

"Please what?" he arches an eyebrow, head tilting causing his hair to fall free from his face.

"Fuck me," you whine when his hand wanders, brushing scarred fingers against your clit briefly for parting before you could feel any sort of real relief. "Please, 'm sorry, please just fuck me."

"Good girl," is all he supplies before his feet press firmer into the ground, sliding down just enough on the couch before his thighs tense up. All the whilst the blade was held an inch away from your throat, a small mercy for what is to come. The pace he sets is brutal from the get-go, you assume at first it's to get himself off quickly after the stunt you pulled until you feel those same fingers pinch your clit harshly.

You yelp, falling forward which causes the blade to meet your neck but Keigo is alert enough to soften the edge of the blade. The feathered edge brushed against your throat with each harsh rut of his hips, your breasts bouncing relentlessly in front of his face. His fingers rub instead soothing yet tight circles on your clit, your stomach tensing and twitching from the way all your muscles tense up.

"Gonna cum for me, angel?" Keigo manages to speak through his own groans, teeth-gritting hard as he focuses on the way his cock disappears into the depths of your pussy only to return coated with slick arousal and a creamy white ring around the base of his cock. He can feel the way your walls are fluttering, the way your moans are getting pitchier and more breathy, you're so close—

"Too bad."

He stops abruptly, you falling flat onto his thighs and he pulls the feather out of the way quickly enough as you collapse on his chest. His fingers have abandoned your clit, leaving you feeling desperate for your orgasm. But this was what he said he'd do, a punishment for what you did to him. However, you feel as though your single instance is going to be punished over and over until he deems you well and truly fucked out and pliant on his cock.

Then maybe, just maybe, he'll let you finally cum before he fills your pussy.

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tamedandscripted · 2 years

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the way I hold you in my chest

(I'll carry you with me, but I don't have you anymore)

pairing: hawks / takami keigo x reader

length: 2.1k

genre: angst, hurt/no comfort

warnings: break up fic babey, vague talk of addiction but it's mostly a metaphor, keigo and reader kinda hate each other, even though they love each other (and they leave each other, even though they love each other - sorry <3)

a/n: like always, no real plot, just vibes. listen to cigarettes by noah gundersen when you read this and if you leave feedback or a comment I'll send you my heart in an express package

You thumbed the cigarette in your hand as you toyed with whether or not to light it. Not that it would've helped. Not that it would've soothed the burn in your chest. Your heart clenched as the thought of nothing ever settling it fluttered through your mind. But that was the price, you thought, then straightened your chin as you looked out onto the sprawling city and propped your feet up on the balcony rail. That was the toll, and you knew that, because you knew who you were, and you knew who he was.

A rush of air knocked you from your thoughts and pricked goosebumps across your arms, but you kept your eyes trained on the sun dipping below the horizon. There was no point in looking at him anyway, not anymore. You both knew where you stood with each other.

"I thought you stopped smoking?" Keigo drawled as he shook his wings off and slid into the chair next to you, and you saw, out of the corner of your eye, the way he threw his arm over the side of it, spreading his legs and letting himself sink into the seat. Your fingers tightened around the cigarette and you ground your teeth together as you forced yourself to keep your eyes trained ahead, but the smirk he threw you let you know he'd noticed despite your efforts.

"I took a break from it," you tilted your head towards him and let your eye settle on his. "That's all it ever was."

"Oh sure," Keigo threw back, and you felt yourself twitch at his mocking tone. "A little break from bad habits, yea?"

"Oh, don't act so hurt," you snapped, "don't act like you're any different."

"Hm, touchy," he taunted, and you scoffed as you shoved the cigarette in your pocket and folded your arms across your chest. Silence then blanketed the two of you as you stared over the railing towards the city below and did your best to ignore Keigo's eyes on you.

"We could've been good together," he said quietly, and your head snapped around to stare at him. Your eyes searched his face, waiting for some dig, some sort of jab or snarl, but the only thing you found was sombre acceptance.

"Yea, but we weren't," you said icily and ignored the acid in our throat as a brief flicker of regret passed through his features. To anyone else, it would've been imperceivable, an infinitesimal slip up smoothed over and stamped out so quickly no one would've seen it. But you'd spent too many nights in his bed, too many mornings tracing his features, too many hushed conversations and delicate touches where you'd both carved open your chests and handed your souls to each other. There was nothing to be hidden from you and, you recalled bitterly, nothing to be hidden from him, either.

And the longer you stared, the more you saw it. Cracks in his perfect porcelain face, little chips where the heartache bled through. You curled your fists into our jacket, resisting the urge to reach out, to run your hands over his skin and smooth out the breaks there. You resisted, lest you pulled your hands away from him and found them full of splinters again.

"We know each other too well for this," you said finally as you noticed the way his eyes searched you.

"No," he said, and, though you had no right, you bristled at his short tone. "We don't know each other at all anymore, I'd say."

"So, we're, what, strangers again? Is that it?" You cursed yourself for the way your voice wobbled ever so slightly.

"I think you know as well as I do that we were always strangers," he said, and the gentleness in his voice had tears pricking in your eyes as you turned away to stare out again. Your shoulders dropped and you sighed.

"We really could've been good together."

"Yea, but we weren't," he shot back, and you scoffed.

"Don't be an ass," you snapped back before reaching into your pocket, pulling out the cigarette and twirling it around your fingers.

"Bad habit," Keigo murmured, and you fluttered your eyes closed for a moment. That's what he'd said when you first met, all dazzling smiles and teasing words, as he wrapped an arm around your waist and led you back to his apartment.

"Yea, well, we're good at those, aren't we?" you said as you knocked yourself out of your thoughts. The Keigo in front of you wasn't charming or suave anymore. He was cold and hard and closed up and it made your head spin to look at him, seeing yourself in his reflection.

"They're not always bad habits," he responded softly, and you huffed out a breath.

"Bad habits always feel good in the beginning," you countered. "And good habits get boring too easily. Either way, it never works out."

"So, what, you move on to something new?" he prodded, and you clicked your tongue in annoyance at the jealous tilt in his voice.

"No," you sigh, "god, no, you should know it doesn't work that way."

"How does it work, then?" he urged, and you rolled your eyes before letting your gaze drop to the cigarette in your hands again.

"You can scrub the smell of smoke out of your clothes and the walls of your apartment, but you can't get it out of you. It'll sit in your lungs, still, and you'll feel it every time you breathe. And it'll hurt, but you'll want it back. And that's the bit that'll stay with you forever." you keep your gaze trained on the cigarette, twirling it around.

"And here I was thinking I'd already lost you," he murmured, and you shot him a glare.

"You don't have me anymore, Keigo," you snapped, "you had me once, sure, when I let you. But that's it." He stared at you, brow furrowed in a way you found you couldn't read, much to your unease.

"You have me, you know," he said as he let his eyes fix on yours, boring into you. "I'll never leave."

"But you already have," you whispered back, letting your voice crack and tears pool in your eyes. You turned away and refused to look at him, then, refused to let him see into you any more than he already had. "I don't have you anymore, Keigo. I don't have any part of you anymore."

"What do you want from me?" he asked, a pleading edge bleeding into his tone.

"I wanted you," you rounded on him. "That's all I ever wanted was the one thing you couldn't ever give me."

Keigo frowned and made a soft noise of concern before reaching out to you, but you scoffed and batted his hand away before putting the cigarette between your lips. He sat there, leaning towards you with his elbows resting on his knees, watching you pat your pockets as you searched for a lighter.

Eventually, you gave up; you ripped the cigarette from your lips and threw it away from you before digging the heels of your hands into your closed eyes.

"Goddamn it, Keigo. It's not supposed to be like this. It's not supposed to be this fucking hard."

"I'm sorry," he soothed.

"Fuck off," you spat back.

"Hey," he murmured as he wrapped gentle fingers around your wrists and pulled them onto your lap, "I mean it. This is hard for both of us, you know." You sat there, staring at how his hands curled around yours, and let your fingers twitch, muscle memory pulling you to interlock them with his.

"This was easier when you were an asshole," you muttered. He flinched.

"Why don't you come inside," he pulled gently at your hands and tried to guide you into a standing position. "Come on, it's getting cold. We'll go in and have a couple of drinks and sort this out."

"What is there to sort out?" you asked desperately. "We're done, Keigo. Over - finished - that's it… there's nothing left."

"We're not done loving each other yet," he whispered as he squeezed your hands, and you felt your breath leave you in a huff of shock at the intensity in his eyes. "I know we're over, okay. I know as well as you that this is bad for us, and that it has to end. But that doesn't mean I'm going to sit here and let you cry alone on my balcony."

You stared at him, awestruck, for a moment, before squeezing his hands and offering him a sad, watery smile. "I'm not alone," your voice wavered. "I've got you here with me." And with that, you were letting go of him to slide through his balcony door into his apartment.

You sat on his couch, shifting ever so slightly and letting your fingers skim around, searching for loose threads to pull at. But you knew you wouldn't find them - not here, not in his apartment, where everything stood still and faultless, a perfect impersonation of someone's living space, without any of the things that make it feel lived in. Maybe you should have known, when you'd stumbled in here that first night, that this wasn't the home of someone who had space in their heart. Maybe you should have known that this wasn't a home at all.

"Here," Keigo pulled you from your wonderings as he handed you a beer before settling next to you, leaving a healthy foot of distance between the two of you. He sipped his own drink as he watched you stare at yours, before nudging you ever so slightly with his elbow.

"What's going on up there?" he asked patiently.

"Why are you being so nice to me now?" you blurted out, but kept your eyes away from his. His answer was immediate.

"Because I love you."

"Stop saying that," you demanded as you tightened your hand around your beer.

"You asked," he pointed out.

"Then maybe you should've lied."

"Yea," his voice shifted, a hint of anger seeping back into it, "maybe that was always part of the problem. Maybe you shouldn't push if you're not going to like with happens next."

"Maybe you shouldn't expect me to, then," you snapped back, and the two of you stared at each other, matching faces of hurt and betrayal fixed on one another. Eventually, though, it was you who broke the tension as you let your shoulders slump and set your drink on the coffee table.

"I should go," you began, "we're not… this isn't good for us."

"What could we have been?' he asked quickly, words tumbling from his mouth. "If we'd known how to be good for each other, what could we have been?" You froze as his words and your eyes went wide.

"Oh," you said slowly, letting yourself slump against the couch as a sad, wistful smile graced your face. "We would've been perfect for each other. We'd have helped each other, and ourselves, and we would've healed… We would've been so happy together. But you know us as well as I do. We were stupid and selfish and stubborn and… and maybe we just weren't ready for it. Maybe, if we'd met each other now, instead, it would've been better. But maybe, babe, maybe we needed this so we could go on and do it ourselves." You laughed, then, a quiet, teary thing, and continued, "maybe I should be thanking you right now. Maybe we needed to be bad for each other, just a little."

You stared up at the ceiling as words tumbled out of your mouth, an accepting sort of ache making itself at home in your chest. When Keigo didn't speak, though, and the room became suspended in silence, you turned to him, shocked to see him with his head in his hands, shoulders shaking with silent sobs.

"Keigo," you murmured gently as you moved to put a hand on his back, but you pulled away quickly as he jerked back at your touch.

"You have to leave," he said, voice muffled by his palms.

"Keigo…" you repeated, the dull throb in your heart becoming more prominent and sharp now.

"You have to leave before I ask you to stay," Keigo continued before finally pulling his head up and locking bloodshot eyes with yours. You reached forward to brush the tears off his cheeks with your thumbs and he made a pained, strangled sort of sound and squeezed his eyes shut.

"You have me," you said softly, "even if we're not together anymore, you still have me, Keigo. Always."

He pulled you into him and wrapped his arms around you in a crushing hug, one that knocked the air out of you as you held him, running fingers through his hair and gently shushing his sobs. As you began rocking him back and forth, he buried his face in your neck and whispered against your skin, "I'll carry you with me forever."

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serotonins-stuff · 1 year

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3am pregggy cravings

~BNHA

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♡︎ Bnha boys

♡︎ f!reader

♡︎ Sypnosis: You suddenly get strong pregnancy cravings in the early hours of the morning

♡︎ Includes : Bakugo, Izuku, Todoroki , Aizawa, Hawks

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(characters are aged up)

Bakugo

He shuffled in his sleep, while low grumbles and sniffles echoed from downstairs.

He guessed he was having a dream till the cries sounded way too real and familiar. He patted the space next to him, expecting to feel your warmth but it was empty.

He jumped up from his sleeping position in the warm blankets, shirtless and disheveled as he scrambled out of the bedroom in a panic. Concerns flooded his head but he had no time to stand and think.

Were you ok?

Why the hell are you crying?

He strumbled on various things in the dark, causing him to curse lowly but he moved on.

"Y/n!?" He half yelled, still hearing your sobs echoing through the house. The sound guided him to the kitchen downstairs, so he made sure to be cautious moving toward it.

He clutched a broom nearby, in case something bad was happening so he could prepare. Hell- he didn't even know why you were crying in the first place.

The kitchen was pitch black, although the pantry next to it was beaming with light. The alarm didn't go off which means you were safe.

He strolled into the pantry quietly and the sobs grew louder. He was temporarily blinded by the bright light but blinked repeatedly so his eyes could adjust.

And there you were, sitting cross legged on the floor while holding onto your big tummy.

"Shit-Whats wrong?" he rasped and squatted in front of you, holding onto your shoulders and looking over your features just to make sure nothing bad had happened to you.

"You hurt?" he asked and you shook your head no. "Is the baby ok?"

"Yeah" you cried. "The baby's fine"

Your face was tear-stained and your eyes a little puffy. The baby seemed fine, and you also seemed fine physically so what was the problem?

He positioned himself to sit behind you and placed his hands on your stomach from behind, rubbing it soothingly in hopes to calm you down. "Shhh," he cooed onto your nape softly.

Whatever he was doing seemed to work because, you had calmed down.

"This is gonna sound so stupid but-" you began talking "We don't have any of the food I'm craving!" You wailed in his arms.

Your husband's eyes widened at your mini rampage. He honestly didn't know where to start. "Listen I'll go get you some right now ok?"

He understood that your hormones were all over the place at the moment, so you couldn't control your emotions.

"I don't know why I'm crying so much over ice cream" you sobbed quietly "M'sorry Kat"

"Oi don't apologize for that alright?" He consoled you, still drawing soft circles on your enlarged stomach. "You've got our kid in there, and your hormones are all over the place right now"

He helped you up and guided you to the couch, wrapping a blanket around you and switching on the tv while he walked over to the door. " Call me if you need more stuff." he glimpsed back at you while searching for his cap.

He wouldn't want to be recognized by fans this late at night. Luckily there was a 24 hour convince store nearby your home, so he'd be back before you knew it.

He completed his look with a black face mask, not bothering to change out of his oversized tee and sweatpants.

"I'll be back" he stated, but before he left he made sure to glance at you once more to make sure you were ok but your eyes were glued to the tv screen.

He scoffed a smile as he closed the door and locked it. You had the spare key so it wasn't a problem. Off he was to the covience store.

He didn't take long, only about 15 minutes when the sound of his shoes and the opening of the door could be heard.

He headed over to you first thing and pulled out the food you've been craving the whole night.

"Thank you!" You beamed widely as you accepted it, already eager to open it. Katsuki exhaled a chuckle at your cuteness, flopping himself next to you on the couch and pulling out a tub of ice cream.

He brought another spoon for you in case you would want to taste some. You snickered at dramatic shows on the tv enjoying each others company.

Eventually Katsuki could feel the weight of your head on his shoulder. He peeked to the side to find you snoozing peacefully, some ice cream smeared across your lips and soft snores pouring from your nose.

He sneered back the grin that wanted to appear on his face, giving your stomach one last rub before getting you cleaned up and heading to bed.

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Izuku

"If I can just figure this out" Izuku mumbled from where he sat on the bedroom floor, holding his chin while he stared at the various papers scattered across the carpet.

He knew that you were fast asleep on the bed. You needed the rest as your belly grew each day, nourishing the little bean inside of you.

A shuffle from the bed made him freeze slightly. He didn't want to make any fast movements that would wake you up.

Once you had stopped moving he continued, but as soon as he turned his head away you called out to him.

"Izuku?" You rubbed your eyes "You still up?"

"Um-yeah I just had some work I had to finish" He rubbed the back of his head. feeling a bit guilty if he were the reason you woke up.

"Did I wake you?" He stood up and walked over to your side, leaning down behind you to rub your back.

"No you didn't do anything I just-" you sighed, not wanting to sound silly by telling him that you were craving something at such an early hour.

"Is it the baby?" he asked with slight panic, pulling the blanket down so he could come eye to eye with your stomach.

"Well yes and no"

He raised a brow in confusion.

"This is going to sound stupid but I'm craving some food " you looked at him apologetically.

"Hey" he held your hands and you turned around so your body could face him.

"Nothing you say is stupid" he smiled At you softly. "It's completely normal to feel what you're feeling and I don't blame you because you've got a whole life growing in there" his hands made their way to your stomach.

You smiled at how reassuring he was. This is exactly why you fell in love with him in the first place, he was able to make your troubles vanish just by flashing a smile.

"I'm going to drop some paperwork off at the agency anyway, so I'll get you some by the store alright?"

You nodded.

"Alright then, I'll be back soon" he placed a kiss to your cheek. "Do you need anything else?"

"I need you to eat it with me when you get back". You glanced at his tired features, he was working hard to make his agency successful but it was taking a toll on him.

He's more stressed than usual, and you only see him for a few hours a day because of his messed up sleep schedule. He promised that it would only be for this week, but it's only been 3 days yet you've been missing him like crazy.

He misses you too. He calls you everyday from work and sends a caretaker to look after you and the growing baby in your tummy while he's not around.

"Okay I promise"

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Shoto

He could feel you shuffling uncomfortably beside him. He was half asleep but woke up to check if you were ok.

"Love are you alright?" he rasped sleepily, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing your belly. His hot breath tickling your neck as he spoke

"Yes I'm fine Shoto" you stretched your legs.

"Are you craving something?" He asked and you looked at him in bewilderment.

"H-how did you know that?"

"You were staring at pictures at it all day, so I figured you'd crave it at some point" he rubbed his eyes and yawned "You also mumbled it while you were sleeping"

You squealed in embarrassment, covering your face with the blankets. Could you have spoken about food while you were sleeping? You could barely even remember what you were dreaming about.

This only made Shoto laugh lightly, you had such a cute reaction and he just couldn't help it.

"I can order us some right now if you'd like?" You heard him shuffle towards the nightstand, and the light from his phone blinded you temporarily.

"What store is open at a time like this Shoto?"

"There's a twenty-four-hour convenient store nearby that delivers," he said nonchalantly, tapping away at his phone "Looks like they have more than enough"

He proceeded to buy so much of the item that it was out of stock. You scolded him for that but he didn't have much of a reaction

Eventually the items you were craving arrived and you sat onthe bed together, devouring them.

"You are so amazing" you groaned in delight, taking another delicious bite.

"Anything for you," he said with a half-full mouth, also enjoying the delicacy.

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Aizawa

"Shota" you whined, shaking the sleeping man next to you.

"Hm?" he answered almost immediately, meaning that he was probably awake for the whole time this early hour. You knew his insomnia bothered him, but he refused to take pills or anything like that because of the side effects they gave him the next day.

"Trouble sleeping?" He inquired cuddling up to you.

"Yeah I'm having really strong cravings right now" you sighed into his chest. "Insomnia keeping you up again?"

He hummed an agreement at your question, It was a bit difficult to cuddle with the little human between the two of you, but you were excited that soon you could meet your cute little chunk. Who hopefully won't cry throughout the night and keep you awake. You heard a conspiracy theory once that children could inherit that from their parents.

"Did you cry a lot as a baby?" You asked suddenly, playing with his hands that lay on your stomach.

"Never let my parents sleep a wink" he huffed, recalling the stories his mom would tell him. "My mom often called me the pub crawler"

You snickered loudly at that name "Pub crawler....seriously?"

You went silent and he knew you were up to no good "Don't even think about calling me that" he cut your thoughts off.

"You're no fun Shota"

"How would I take you seriously if you called me a pub crawler?" He deadpanned.

"I think it suits you considering you're up at this hour"

"Then I'm calling you a incubator"

Now it was your turn to deadpan. "On second thought I think Shota suits you better"

Shuffles could be heard from him when he slowly arose from your intertwined position on the bed. You pouted your lips at the sudden emptiness next to you.

"Maybe I could get some sleep if I get some fresh air outside" he rasped slowly, stretching as he put on his shoes "I'll go get your cravings from the store nearby"

"Let me go with you" you also sat up from your position but he halted you, placing the blankets nice and snug around your body while a chuckle of amusement left his lips.

"I appreciate the enthusiasm, but you need to rest"

"Party pooper as always" you rolled your eyes.

"I won't be long" he stepped out of the room, stopping in the middle of the doorway to wait for your reply.

"I'll see you then pub crawler" you smirked sheepishly before he breathed a chuckle and swiftly closed the door.

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Hawks

He had never panicked so much in his life.

He didn't even have time to think when he jumped out of bed shirtless with pajama shorts. Your soft sobs echoing in the living room downstairs. Luckily his feathers sensed your discomfort and that's what woke him up.

He jumped down the staircase gracefully, his wings making it possible for him to land softly.

His eyes caught your figure, sitting on the couch while the tv playing in the background. He walked up to you slowly, calling your name to not scare you by suddenly appearing.

"Keigo?" You sniffled and the couch dipped slightly next to you from his sudden weight. He hooked his arm under your legs from where he sat beside you, his other arm gently making its way to your back. You couldn't feel a thing when he lifted you into his arms. Cradling you on the couch as he also tried to figure out what was going on.

He smiled softly, sensing that it was just your hormones making you feel this way. "Is nugget keeping you awake?"

You nodded your head pointing to the tv. At first, he didn't understand what you were implying till he saw delicious food being made and eaten on the screen.

"Ah I have just the trick" he yanked out his phone, typing for a while before placing it down. "It should be here in about 20 minutes Peach"

He was expecting to see you smile and thank him for being the greatest lifesaver ever but was surprised to see tears still spilling out of your eyes as you looked away.

"C'mon talk to me" he clasped your chin so you could look at him.

The truth was that you felt bad for waking him up at such an early hour just for some food. You know very well that he has work tomorrow and he has to be up early.

"Keigo, I feel bad" you whimpered. For some reason, having a baby was making you cry at every single inconvenience. "I know you must be really tired from work and I'm over here ruining your sleep schedule for cravings"

"You have nothing to be worried about, you're waaayyy more important than work," he said making sure to exaggerate the way. "And if anything you're doing me a favor, I haven't been getting much food in because of everything that's been happening lately, so thank you"

He made sure to order some for himself so you could enjoy it together. Spending time with you and nugget makes him feel unstoppable.

"Being with you and nugget gives me extra strength to face the next day." He pecked you on the lips.

"I also think that your cravings might have affected me 'cause now I'm hungry" he deadpanned and giggled slightly.

He would do anything if it were to see that sweet smile all the time.

#anime and manga #my hero headcanons #mha x reader #bnha deku #izuku midoria x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #pro hero hawks #hawks x reader #aizawa x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #mha oneshot #oneshot #my hero acedamia #plus ultra #fypage #mha fluff

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lvoryingrid · 3 months

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Spring

Hawks x fem!Reader

Synopsis: As spring awakens, Keigo feels a primal call within. With his loving girlfriend, (Y/n), by his side, they journey into the wilderness, where nature's forces and Hawks' untamed instincts collide.

Warning: 🔞 minors do not read/interact: contains 18+ content, smut/erotica, breeding kink

The gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers as spring enveloped the world in a blanket of warmth. The first light of spring peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the room. The melodious symphony of birdsongs filled the air, creating a harmonious backdrop to the awakening day. Amid this serene morning, Keigo, found himself roused from his slumber with an unusual unease settling within him. His crimson wings twitched restlessly as primal instincts surged through him, awakening a side of him that he couldn't quite comprehend.

Beside him, (Y/n) lay peacefully asleep, bathed in the morning sunlight that enhanced her already beautiful face. Keigo couldn't help but admire her serenity, the contrast to the turmoil that raged within him. He gently brushed a strand of (h/c) hair from her face, his touch tender yet tinged with a strange urgency.

Keigo couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. The air seemed charged with an energy he couldn't quite place, and all his senses were on edge. As he glanced down at his crimson wings, now twitching almost violently against his will, he knew that whatever was happening, was beyond his control.

A sudden heat spread through his body, starting at his chest and radiating outward. His heart raced, and his breath came quick and shallow. It was as if some primal instinct had taken over, driving him to act on impulses he didn't understand. He looked down at (Y/n) again, her soft skin now flushed with color, her chest rising and falling in rhythm with his own.

Soft breaths left her parted lips and her face was colored by the warm rays of the sun. The way the covers loomed over her body had him gulp at the sight. She looked so vulnerable, ready to be devoured by him and him only.

Keigo felt a powerful urge to claim her, to mate with her. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help himself. With a growl that seemed to come from deep within him, he rolled over, pinning her beneath his figure. His wings spread wide, blocking out most of the light, casting the room into a warm, shadowy haze. He leaned in, warm lips leaving a trail of kisses on her exposed neck.

"Keigo…" she whispered, her eyes slowly opening, noticing the sharp look in his golden eyes. Keigo froze, every muscle in his body tensing. The sound of her voice, so soft and sweet, filled his ears, making his heart race. His eyes, already fixed on her face, widened in surprise. She was awake.

He didn't answer, couldn't answer. All he could do was feel. He lowered his head, pressing again his lips against her neck, inhaling her scent. It was intoxicating, driving him further out of control.

The sunlight streaming through the window cast a warm, golden glow over her features, making her look even more radiant than usual. Her (h/c) hair was a tangled mess around her, her cheeks flushed with sleep. She yawned, stretching her arms above her head before resting her palms against his feathers.

The contact sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine. Her touch felt so good, so right. His instincts screamed at him, begged him to breed her, to claim her as his own. He could feel his body growing hotter by the second, his desire for her becoming almost unbearable.

With a smile, she slowly traced her fingertips from his tense feathers to his shoulder blades as she asked "Isn't it a bit early for this?" Carefully, he nuzzled her neck, inhaling her sweet scent, his heart pounding against his ribs. "Early?" he managed to croak, his voice hoarse with desire. "Is it too early?"

She giggled, her breath tickling his feathers. "Well, it's not like we have anywhere to be today," she teased, arching her back slightly as he continued to nuzzle her. "And I must admit, I like the idea of starting the day with some…morning cuddles." Her hand trailed down his back.

As he roughly yanked the thin fabric from her body, her breath caught in her throat, her nipples hardening into tight buds. The air around them seemed to crackle with desire, and Keigo could feel his control slipping further away with every passing moment. He lowered his head, taking one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure, rolling it between his tongue and teeth.

Heat radiated from his body, and she felt his erection pressing against her hip. Her own desire, buried deep beneath her exhaustion, flared to life at his touch. She arched her back further, pressing her breasts against his mouth as he growled in pleasure.

Keigo leaned in closer, his hot breath fanning across her face. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, tracing his fingers along her collarbone. "I need you." He kissed her softly, his lips warm and demanding. She moaned into the kiss, her hips moving restlessly against his.

His wings spread wider, casting the room into deeper shadow, as if nature itself was conspiring to hide their forbidden act. He pressed closer still, his erection aching with need, and guided himself between her legs. Dark crimson panties covering her.

Her hands tangled in his hair, urging him on, and he could feel her hips begin to move against him in time with his touch. His other hand moved lower, caressing her stomach, teasing the thin fabric of her panties before finally sliding underneath to stroke her folds. She was wet and ready for him, and he groaned into her ear as he felt her body tremble beneath his touch.

He rolled onto his back, taking her with him, and pulled her legs over his hips so that she straddled him. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she looked down at him, her eyes clouded with desire. He could feel the heat emanating from his body, and it seemed to intensify the sensations coursing through him. His crimson wings spread wide, casting the room into a warm, shadowy haze, and he could feel the power surging through him, urging him on.

Keigo reached up, cupping her face with one hand, the other lay on her hip, he gazed into her (e/c) eyes as he thrust upward, burying himself deep inside her. She cried out, her back arching as she met his movements with her own, as both hands griped her hips bringing her closer, their bodies moving together in a rhythm that was both primal and intimate. Their skin slid against each other, slick with sweat and desire, and the air around them seemed to crackle with the force of their passion.

She was perfectly aligned, her wet heat encircling his cock, her breasts pressed against his chest. He arched his back, thrusting harder into her, his wings spreading wider to envelop them both in a cocoon of feathers and heat.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving trails of pleasure and pain as she urged him on, meeting his thrusts with her own. Their hips moved in perfect rhythm, their bodies slapping together in a primal dance of lust and need. The sounds of their pleasure filled the room, echoing off the walls and mixing with the sweet song of the morning birds.

As their lovemaking intensified, Keigo could feel his body giving in to the primal urges that had taken hold of him. He lost track of time, consumed by the pleasure that (Y/n) was giving him. Her soft gasps and moans filled the air, mingling with the sounds of their passionate entwining.

The pleasure was almost too much to bear, but he didn't want it to end. And with one final thrust, he came, spilling his seed deep inside of her. His breath hitched as he felt her body tremble beneath him, signaling her own release.

Finally, his movements grew slower, softer, and he pressed his lips to her neck, whispering her name in a hoarse, ragged voice. She could feel his seed slowly leaking from her body, but she didn't care. All that mattered was that she was with him and that they had shared this moment, this connection.

(Y/n) collapsed on top of him, their sweaty bodies still joined together. He could feel her heart racing against his chest, their breaths mingling in the air. It took several long moments for him to regain control of his senses, and when he did, he was filled with a strange mixture of guilt and desire.

"Are you…okay?" he managed to ask, his voice still ragged from their passion. He could feel the warmth of her body against his, and it was a comfort he didn't want to let go of just yet.

She giggled, her breath tickling his ear. "I'm…fine," she replied, sounding a bit breathless. "It's just…you were so…rough." Her fingers traced gentle circles on his back, soothing the marks her nails had left behind. "I didn't expect you to be so…possessive."

Keigo chuckled, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. "I couldn't help it," he confessed, nuzzling her neck. "You're just so…irresistible." He kissed her softly, tasting the sweetness of her skin on his lips.

He kissed her, savoring the taste of her lips and the feel of her body pressed against his. As they continued to cuddle, the sunlight streaming in through the window cast a warm glow across the room, making it feel as if spring truly had returned.

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kcsugawara · 10 months

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The boys comforting you after a hard day

The BNHA boys find you on the sofa after a hard day and comfort you. We all need this okay

Includes: Shoto, Bakugo, Denki, Hawks, Dabi, Shigaraki

warnings: teeth rotting fluff, tried my hardest to use G/N pronouns and nicknames, some language, suggestive tones

Shoto Todoroki~

you hear the door to your apartment open as you bury your head further into your knees- hiding the tears in your eyes

you feel a soft, warm hand touch your shoulder

"what's happened, my love"

"nothing" it's the truth, nothing big really did happen, but all the little things left you feeling overwhelmed

you feel two hands moving to cup your face and pull it up

you're met with two different coloured, worried eyes

"would you like to be cuddled or left alone?"

"Cuddles please"

With that, he pulls you off the couch and wraps you around him- easily carrying you to your shared bedroom

plopping you down on the bed, he moves to put on your favourite movie

coming back to the bed, he pulls you onto him, resting your head on his chest and soothing you by gently caressing your hair

"I'm here now, my love" he coos as the movie begins to play

the rhythm of his heart beating in your ear soothes your feelings as your eyes slowly begin to shut

he softly kisses your head- "I'll always be here for you"

with those last words, you fall asleep into his chest, safe knowing you're in his arms.

Katsuki Bakugo~

Collapsing onto the sofa, you stare at the ceiling, tears threatening to spill

today was so overwhelming

"you'll mess up the sofa" a harsh voice snaps

As you look up, you see Bakugo staring at you with an angry look

A look of regret instantly washes over his face when he sees your tears

"What happened firecracker?" you could hear the worry in his voice

"S'been a hard day Kat" you manage to crack out without falling into sobs

"Shit" you hear him mumble as he grabs your hand and pulls you up

"C'mere" you follow along as he drags you to the bathroom

he turns on the shower and takes off both your clothes and his Get your head out the gutter

He turns on the shower and pulls you in with him, the warm water falling over you, soothing your mind

he gently washes your body and hair as a soft silence falls over you both

wrapping you both in towels, he takes you to your room and dresses you both in cosy pyjamas

Holding your hand still, he takes you down to the kitchen and places you on the counter

"stay there while I make us food"

doing as he says, you watch your boyfriend skillfully whip up some curry and plate it for you both

turning to you, he holds your waist and kisses your forehead

"let's eat and chill out for the night"

a small smile graces your lips for the first time since you walked through the front door

"I love you Firecracker"

Denki Kaminari~

You full-force flop on top of your boyfriend with a massive sigh

"Ah! Y/N watch out" he groans while softly stroking your head

"What is it my spark?"

you turn your head to reveal your red, puffy eyes

"Oh bumble bee" he coos while holding you tight

"Rough day, huh?"

"the worst Denki" You bury your face in his chest again

"shhh shhh shhh, your hero has you now, and I know exactly what would cheer you up"

With a mischievous smirk, he swiftly picks you up in his arms and starts swinging you around, using his quirk to make your hair go all fuzzy and stand on end

THIS MAN will not stop until you're squealing with pure delight and begging to be put down through fits of laughter

he puts you down "You look so cute with my electric running through you" he says with a wink and a seductive smirk

your breath gets stuck in your throat

"s-shut it"

In the end, your bad mood is quickly forgotten thanks to this spark plug

Keigo Takami~

The cold wind froze the tears streaming down your cheeks as you stood hugging yourself on the roof

You rubbed the feather your boyfriend had given you softly, as it dangles around your neck on its chain

suddenly you feel strong arms around your waist as a head settles on your shoulder

"what's wrong, baby bird?"

"What the fuck hawks!" you practically screamed in terror as you're literally jump-scared by your own boyfriend

"Sorry darling, but you were rubbing my feather like that, I knew something was wrong"

with tears spilling out of your eyes again, you collapse into your boyfriend's arms "It's all just so hard"

"I know, baby bird" he practically had a death grip on you as he wrapped his arms around your body

"you're safe with me my songbird, how about we go for a fly together?"

still crying you nod your head

"hold on tight, pet" he moves your hands around his neck as he takes flight

he takes you all over the city, before picking up food and taking you to the highest building he can find

sitting on the roof, you eat your food and watch the sunset together

"you know you don't have to be strong with me around baby bird, you're safe and I can be strong for the both of us whenever you need me to"

you turn to look at him as he cups your cheek

"I love you my songbird, now and always, till the sun refuses to rise and the earth stops spinning"

Dabi~

Dabi stretches himself out as he walks in

his face falls confused as he spies your sleeping form on the sofa

getting closer he can tell your cheeks are tear stained as your comfort movie plays in the background

leaning over, he cuddles into you

"what's happened now, doll?"

he's met with a sleepy moan as you shuffle a little in your sleep

"How are you always so damn cute?" he mutters to himself as he picks you up and walks you into his room

putting you down onto his bed, he gets himself washed and changed before bringing a warm face cloth to your face, wiping away the trail of tears down your cheeks

he sighs softly before pulling away

"I hope you know how much I really love you, doll"

he puts the washcloth back before climbing into bed next to you and pulling you in to cuddle him

"I... love...you... dabi"

looking down, he sees you're still asleep

if he could cry, there'd definitely be tears in his eyes as you confess your love to him in your sleep

"I love you too, doll" he places a soft kiss on your head before nuzzling into you and falling asleep cuddling you

Shigaraki~

you walk into your boyfriend's room, crying

"What the fuck is happening to your face right now?"

"shut the fuck up" you say moving over to him and placing yourself in his lap, snuggling your face into his neck

he freezes out of shock, before carefully running a hand softly down your back, silently thanking his gloves were on

"Uhm, I don't know what to do right now, pet"

you sigh "You can keep playing your game, I just need to feel safe right now"

he practically chokes on his own breath

you chose the literal figment of death and destruction

and you feel safe???

you're one traumatized bitch aren't you

after the shock passes, he softly leans his head on your shoulder and goes back to playing

his breathing and the clicking of the controller calms you down completely

"I love you shiggy"

He stops again before replying quietly

"I love you too Y/N, I'd burn the world for you"

Writing this made me so fucking happy

like yes, my men

I figured this would be a nice soft launch of getting back into it, expect more shit soon... Well, when I figure out what to actually write that is ;)

#mha #todoroki x reader #bakugo x reader #denki x reader #hawks x reader #dabi x reader #shigaraki x reader #mha fluff #mha oneshot

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bea-does-stuff · 1 year

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You surprise them with a hug (mha x reader)

Warnings: I mean- reader almost dies in one of these (shiggy), but apart from that it’s just fluff

Word count: 454

Characters: Hawks, Aizawa, shigaraki

₊˚✩彡 HAWKS

Hawks is always able to sense your aura, it’s a wired talent he’s had since he can remember. So if you try to surprise him by giving him a hug from behind, he turns around in the last possible moment, scooping you up from the floor and holding you tight

“Not so fast my feather~” he smiles, you try to pull away, but he doesn’t plan on letting you go. His nose nuzzles against your neck “Mine~” he growls softly, you scoff “Yea yea birdbrain, i know” You cup his face to make him look at you “But let me go, your cutting my circulation over here” Hawks chuckles at your words, slowly realising you from his grasp and placing you on the ground

₊˚✩彡 AIZAWA

This man is so done with your bullshit, you’re always doing this kind of stuff, surprising him with random attacks of affection, on one hand, its adorable, but on the other, it’s annoying as fuck.

Aizawa was just sipping his morning coffee, when suddenly he hears loud footsteps coming towards him, he’s all of a sudden tackled by someone, the force of the attack almost making him drop his coffee, he instantly turns to look at the person, and of course, it’s you.

You wrapped your arms around him and nuzzled your face in his hair, Aizawa sighs “Kitty, what are you doing?” a cheerful smiles crawls up your face “I want a hug” Aizawa lets out a scoff, but not a genuinely annoyed scoff, one of those dumb scoffs you say but you don’t mean “Y’know, if you want a hug, just tell me instead of assaulting me” He jokes, you giggle in response “yea yea, sorry”

₊˚✩彡 SHIGARAKI

In Shigaraki’s defence, he didn’t mean to almost dust you, it’s just that he wasn’t expecting you to suddenly tackle him and he was close to grabbing your wrist. He was just playing video games in his room when someone knocked on the door behind him

“It’s me” Shigaraki humming in response, implying that you can come in, the door instantly flew open as you charred for shigaraki, you scared the living shit out of this man, he almost used his 5 fingers on you, luckily he pulled his hand away from you before he could touch you, your arms instantly tangled around his waist, burying your face in his shirt, it’s like you didn’t notice the fact that shigaraki almost killed you

“THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?” he screamed, you laughed “sorry, i just missed you” Shigaraki couldn’t stay mad at you, your voice made his mind go blank “It’s ok, but your making it up to me by playing smash bros with me” You smirked “alright, bet”

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cades-outsider · 3 months

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Hawk X Reader SMUT

Warnings: Smut, just absolute SMUT!

A Burning Passion 4

"I'm tired of you being so defensive over everything" You huff. Hawks face turns stone cold as he scoffs.

"Well if that's how you feel then this-" he points to you and him "is over" he spits as he harshly hands you his hoodie.

That was definitely not what you wanted, your heart tells you to go after him but your feet keep you planted where you are.

Turns out he was the one who got you after all.

Hawk hadn't spoken to you since then. He wouldn't even glance at you in the halls, and even if he did he would throw snarky comments your way. You showed defeat, not daring to utter another word to him. In fear you'd only push him away more.

Every time you closed your eyes all you could see was him, as you ran the tips of your fingers against your lips gazing at the mirror in the schools bathroom, you felt his lips on yours. Your fingers moved to your arm to which you could only feel how he was touching you that night.

Your eyes started to water as your heart ached, why hadn't you gone after him that night? He was so sweet and caring until you let your mind get the best of you.

You still had his hoodie from the last encounter. It smelt like him, and over time as it faded you grew more needing of him. Not just the sex and the thrill of being caught, but him.

You were snapped back into reality when the bathroom door snapped open, your hands automatically come to wipe away the tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

As the stall door slammed shut you looked back into the mirror and let out a deep sigh, touching up your concealer to cover the puffiness under your eyes.

The bell rang throughout the school house, signaling for lunch. Your heart started to race because of what you were about to do. You couldn't hold back anymore, all the cold shoulders and hateful glares Hawk sent your way ate you up.

You rushed out of the bathroom and into the lunch room, automatically spotting Hawk and his friends as they were the loudest group.

Hawk has his leg propped up onto the chair beside him, head to the side laughing because of something his friends had said. You were so close to backing out, but your legs had other plans as you neared his table.

Their laughter dies as Mitch slaps Hawk on the shoulder signaling your way, you now stood just a few feet away from him as he turned to look at who Mitch was pointing to. His smile automatically fades as he stands up quickly, his nostrils flare up and his jaw clenches.

"What do you want, princess?" He sneers with such venom as he closes the gap in between you two, he glares down at you while you look up at him with nervous eyes.

"I wanna talk about us" Your voice comes out weak and shaky.

"Us? There is no us Y/n" Hawks expression hardens at the word.

"You...you don't mean that..." You protest, your heart shatters as your legs grow weak.

"Oh I mean it, you of all people know I keep my word princess" he laughs angrily.

Your expression hardens, matching his anger. You needed him so bad that your emotions got the best of you, your anger started taking over, you couldn't take his constant switching up moments. Yes you had messed up, but so had he and right now he was acting entitled, he isn't the only one who gets to be angry.

You start to laugh, matching his anger as tears start to fall down your face. Though Hawk found you extremely hot in this moment, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Okay have it your way, but if you think we hated each other before then your in for a rude awakening...-" You lift your head up as you stand on your tippy toes, faces side by side and before you could even stop yourself. You whisper "-lip" into his ear.

You back away from his face, his eyes softened as he looked around subconsciously, his hand come up to cover his mouth before he could stop it. You felt bad, but that didn't stop a smirk from falling onto your lips.

It wasn't until you walked away and was out of his view when you pressed your hands against your head, squeezing your eyes shut "what the fuck did I just do..."

After that day you stood true to your word, you would flip him off in the hallways, laugh at him when he would trip up, constantly calling him lip or loser- even though you knew it hurt him and your heart twisted in pain every time you put him down you couldn't stop.

The coach blows the whistle, telling us to get back in place. You take your place in front of the soccer ball and on the sound of the whistle you start kicking the ball to the goal until someone's foot comes under yours, stealing the ball and causing you to trip.

"Thanks princess" Hawk mocks you with his laugh.

You glare at him as he laughs over his shoulder, but nonetheless you run up until your beside him, shoulder to shoulder you push him as hard as you can watching as he falls on his side.

You hear the sound of the whistle go off "let's take it easy on the physical contact!" The coach yells as it was your turn to mock Hawk.

You bend down to Hawks level "good job loser" you laugh as you start back running with the ball.

He's pissed. He stands up while the guy in front of him runs like a sloth, he's so pissed off he pushes the innocent guy harshly and watches as he hits the ground.

Another whistle goes off "hey!" The coach warns as you kick the ball into the goal, winning for your team.

You go for a water break as the coach yells for another round, you expect Hawk to come up to you but instead he yanks the red team shirt off and makes his way back into the school, to which you assume would be the locker rooms.

You couldn't help yourself so you went after him, just before the door to the boys locker room closes you wrap your fingers around the handle. Careful not to make too much noise you walk in, closing the door and locking it.

Hawk went to one of the sinks, placing both of his hands on either side. He looks in the mirror, sweat dripping from his face, his jaw clinched, nostrils flared and his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the sink.

"Didn't know i got to you that much lip" You smirked, keeping up your act.

You watch as his eyes move from his face to yours through the mirror, he slams one of his hands against the sink and rushes over to you. His body flush against yours as he harshly pushes you up against the hard wood door. His right hand slams on the door just above your head.

Your skins on fire just from the small contact, the heat from his body dragging onto yours as your sweaty bodies collided. Your breathing picks up, eyes immediately drifting to his lips but quickly back to his eyes before he noticed.

"Who do you think you are princess?" Hawks gaze turns harsh as the veins and mussels show against his arms.

You don't give him a response at first, until you've finally had enough. You harshly push his body off of yours, "no. Don't you dare Hawk! I know it was wrong of me to act like a bitch that night, but you don't get to treat me the way you did and not expect me to do the same! I fucking hate you for that!" You yell.

"Yeah? You hate me?" Hawk says almost seductively. He walks back up to you, hand on your waist "show me how much you hate me princess..." He starts breathing unevenly as you look up at him.

You practically throw yourself on him, exactly like you did that night. But this time, you know you won't regret it. You grab Hawks face, eyes staring into each others while he tightens his grip on your thighs. Your legs wrap around his waist in a death grip, you could already feel how hard he was for you.

You smashed your lips onto his, moaning as he uses one of his hands to hold the back of your head as he kisses you like he's in love with you.

Hawk try's to carry you to the bench but instead he ends up slamming your back into the lockers, creating a loud noise as you whimper and arch your back into his.

Your eyes widen and you pull away from him, "wait we're at school Hawk" you say as you try to get down from his hold.

"Oh no. You wanted this, you're gonna take it" He groans, he pushes his crotch into yours to keep you steady as he grabs the top of your gym shirt, ripping it in half exposing your bra covered tits.

"What the fuck Hawk?!" You push his shoulder.

"Shut up princess" He rolls his eyes as he places his lips on yours while his hands wander to your chest, feeling you up.

He pulls away from the kiss only to actually carry you over to one of the very thin wood benches and places you on it so everything but your ass is against it.

Hawk yanks his shirt off before he spreads your legs farther so he can bend down to your face. He lightly kisses your lips, trailing the small butterfly kisses all the way down while holding eye contact as you moan.

He yanks your shorts and panties down in one swift motion, exposing your bare pussy to him all over again. He wastes no time before pulling his own down, his hard cock dripping with pre-cum.

He makes you watch as he strokes his cock with his hand, his head falls back as his mouth falls open "y/n" he moans out.

"Fuck. Please Hawk...." You beg of him.

He looks at you, still stroking his cock but at a faster pace "be patient princess" he whimpers as his cock starts leaking with more beads of pre-cum.

You practically whine until he lightly slaps his cock on your clit, the slightest touch making you a whore for him.

Your dripping pussy begging to be fucked by him, you roll your eyes at the teasing "c'mon stop being a loser and just fuck me already" you say, resorting to the worse possible comment. It worked.

Hawks eyes turn a darker shade as his jaw clenches, forcefully he stuffs his cock into your soaked pussy. It takes you by surprise as you let a small squeal fall out by accident.

His cock hits all the right places as he stretches you out, "can a loser fuck you like this?" He asks condescendingly as he uses both of his hands to yank your bra down, your perky tits bouncing with each harsh thrust.

You don't say anything, it feels so good it leaves you speechless. Your hands go behind your head voluntarily to steady yourself, grabbing onto the sides of the bench. Your hair goes everywhere as your bodies slip together easily because of how sweaty you both were before.

There was something so thrilling about the possibility of getting caught which only made you more wet, gushing around Hawks cock as your pussy makes lewd sounds.

You found yourself gazing up at him, he looked so pretty even in such a state. As his cock continues to fill you up in every way possible, you found yourself questioning why you even 'hated' him to begin with.

Maybe it was because he was an arrogant asshole sometimes, or because he would bully innocent people, or maybe just maybe it was because you were in love with him.

Your eyes meet Hawks again and in that moment you wanted to reveal all your deepest secrets to him. You wanted to tell him how much you were in love with him. You could barely suppress your moans until loud banging erupted from the other side of the locked door.

Hawk's hips stilled, cock fully stuffed inside of you. You're eyes widened as you covered your mouth and Hawk snapped his gaze over to the door. You both watch as the door knob starts to jiggle.

He pulls you up keeping his cock inside of you as he rushes to one of the showers, turning the hot water on and closing the thin curtain behind you both, once again slamming you up against the wall.

You're both completely soaked, you expect him to pull out of you as keys start to jiggle from behind the door but instead he looks you straight in the eyes "think you can be quite for me princess?" Hawk whispers, tightly wrapping his hand against your mouth as he smirks, not allowing you to answer him.

The next thing you know he's using his other hand that's holding you up to help move your hips with his, fucking you perfectly as your hips start moving with his hand movements.

Your eyes roll back into your head as the coach lets in the rest of the boys. You pray your underwear are somewhere out of sight as you're being fucked in the shower.

"Hawk is that you?" A voice calls out and you can barley comprehend what's going on, all you feel is pleasure from his cock.

"Yeah!" he yells over the shower, his breathing staggering as his head leans against yours.

You look so beautiful like this, his hand wrapped around your pretty mouth as you're taking his cock. He feels his high near, letting out more noises than intended.

The hot water from the shower has hawks hair completely down, crowned around his face. You've never seen him like this, your pussy clenches at the sight, your nails dig down his back, surely leaving marks.

He brings his mouth to your ear, hand tightening on your mouth "cum for me princess" he whimpers. That's it for you as your eyes roll in the back of your head, your cum leaking around his dick, tightening up around him.

Hawk clenches his jaw as he tries to stay quiet, fucking you with no mercy while he tries to make less noise as possible. Your hands move to his hair, pulling it as you feel his hot cum fill you up to the brim.

His movements still as he removes his hand from your mouth, letting it go to your other thigh to hold you upright. Hawk makes eye contact with you, he can't help himself from pressing his lips up against yours.

He's so gentle with you, he's slightly shaking from his orgasm as are you. He pulls away from your lips, listening as he hears the last person leave the locker room. You whimper as he falls out of you, gently placing you back on your feet.

He turns off the shower while you flip your bra back to its place, though it sticks to you like glue. Hawk pulls the thin curtain back in search for a towel. He grabs the nearest one and places it around you, grabbing one for himself.

You felt exhausted.

But the question is; What happens now?

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soleilandpeaches · 11 months

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featuring: Hawks/KeigoTakamixF!Reader warnings: f!reader, 18+ (MDNI), smut, unprotected sex, bath sex, dom!-sub!reader, sub-dom!hawks, teasing, cursing, petnames

Daydreaming about being curled up with Keigo all day, barely leaving the comfort of your shared bed. Your limbs tangled together as if you’re attempting to form into one. You’d order in or maybe even cook together as you binge your favorite T.V. shows. He’d spoil you with massages, kisses, and sweet-sweet nothings.

You’d bathe together, blowing bubbles at one another and you wash down each of your bodies, sneaking smooches in between every loving caress and gentle stoke. He’d hoist you up and into his lap, adoring you with his love-filled eyes of awe as he guides you down onto his cock. You’d both moan in unison as you wrap your arms around his neck, toying with his golden strands of hair.

You’re kissing his lips raw as you circle your hips sensually, reveling in your ability to have him melting underneath you. He’d sing your name so sweetly, his voice breathy and high-pitched. Though to your dismay, his submission doesn’t last long before he’s gripping you by your hips to force you down onto his length. He’s bending his knees upwards to add leverage to his impatient thrusts.

“Keigo…” You moan in pleasure and disappointment. Pinching his cheek to grab his attention, you send him a glare as you force your pelvis onto him.

“You’re going to get water everywhere, Honey.” You lecture, taking his hands in yours before intertwining your fingers together. You pick up your once slow and steady pace, rolling your hips with each rise-and-fall.

“Let’s just take it slow, hm?” You suggest with an added moan followed by a pleased: fuck yes when you feel him twitch inside you.

“Fu-fuck, Baby—slow isn’t exactly what I’m—hah—known for.” He comments, causing you to roll your eyes. You bring your face level with his, his smug grin has you fighting back the urge to smack it off of him. Instead, you continue your pace, except for the extra force you drive into his matched thrusts. You watched with glee and a self-satisfied giggle as his head tosses back against the rim of the tub, his lips parted to let his keens of pleasure escape.

You nibble along his throat, his Adam’s apple bobbing in response as he sucks in air between his teeth.

“You can take it, can’t you, Pretty bird?” You sultrily whisper in his ear before taking it between your teeth, tugging when you don’t hear an immediate response.

You press your hand against his lower stomach, feeling as it contracts as his thrust become uncoordinated, sloppily meeting yours. And as he begins to sputter his response, you take one of his nipples in between your fingers to pinch. He arches his chest into your hand, his whine cutting off whatever he was about to say. Though you cease to relent in your torture.

“Hmm?” You hum against the juncture of his neck and shoulder, nuzzling your nose affectionately, pretending you’re not torturing the poor man. You take the soft skin into your mouth, sucking a hickey into his neck as if to stake your claim.

Once satisfied, you pull away and take his hair into your other hand, grasping his head upwards to meet your gaze.

“Please…” He groans, fighting the urge to look away from your stare. You fight back a laugh as you take in his—rather beautiful—state: his sun-kissed face flushed red down to his chest as his eyes plead with nothing but pathetic desperation.

“Please what?” You taunt, slowing your pace and giggling at his dramatic growl in frustration. But your enthusiasm quickly disappears after he hoists you up into his arms and out of the bath. He says nothing as he bends you over the counter, splaying his hands across your back to force you into an arch.

You watch from the mirror as his feather drains the tub, yet when your eyes flicker back to Keigo’s face, you have nothing but his displeased attention. He meets your gaze through the mirror as his once cocky smirk returned to his stupidly handsome face.

“Gonna fuck you slow and steady just like you want, Princess.” He spits the nickname out like it’s poison, though you know deep now he doesn’t really mean it.

“But you’re gonna beg for it first.”

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zapreportsblog · 9 months

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↱ unexpected attractions ↰

➘ summary : pro hero hawks finds himself infatuated with a young woman he sees out when patrolling one day

➘ Hawks x reader, Bnha x reader, Keigo Takami x reader

The city of Musutafu bustled with activity, its streets illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights as dusk settled over the horizon. High above, the crimson feathers of the Pro Hero Hawks fluttered gracefully, his keen eyes scanning the cityscape for any signs of trouble. It was just another routine patrol for him, keeping the citizens safe and maintaining the peace.

As he glided through the skies, Hawks noticed a group of civilians huddled around a street vendor, their laughter and chatter drifting upward. Curiosity piqued, he descended with a graceful arc, landing near the bustling crowd. Peering down, his sharp gaze fell upon a young woman, her (h/c) hair caught in the gentle breeze as she conversed with the vendor.

"(Y/N)," the name slipped through the vendor's lips, and Hawks felt an inexplicable tug at his heartstrings. His red eyes lingered on her, captivated by her presence. She seemed to possess an air of innocence and warmth, drawing people to her effortlessly.

Unable to resist, Hawks cleared his throat and approached, his wings folding elegantly behind him. "(Y/N), huh?" he echoed, a charming smile curving his lips as he joined the conversation. The woman looked up at him, her (e/c) eyes meeting his fiery gaze.

"Oh, hi," she greeted, offering a friendly smile. "You must be a Pro Hero, right? I've heard about you. I'm (Y/N). Nice to meet you."

Hawks nodded, his heart racing slightly as he admired the way her smile lit up her face. "The pleasure's mine. Just Hawks will do." He extended a gloved hand towards her, his eyes never leaving hers.

"(Y/N)," she repeated, a soft blush coloring her cheeks as she shook his hand. "I've seen you on TV. Your wings are incredible."

He chuckled, an almost boyish excitement bubbling within him. "Thanks. They're handy, I guess."

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, Hawks finding himself hanging onto her every word. He learned about her passions, her dreams, and her love for the city. The more he discovered, the deeper he found himself falling under her spell. There was something about her that ignited a fire within him, a desire to be near her, to protect her.

Time seemed to slip away unnoticed, the two of them engrossed in each other's company. Hawks laughed at her jokes, and she blushed at his compliments. The city's noises faded into the background as their connection deepened, creating a world of their own.

As the night wore on, Hawks realized he had never felt this way before. This wasn't just admiration for a fellow citizen; it was an infatuation, a longing that he couldn't explain. He couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to keep her close, to ensure her safety at all costs.

"I hate to cut our chat short," Hawks said reluctantly, his heart heavy at the thought of leaving her side. "But duty calls. I need to get back to patrolling."

(Y/N) nodded understandingly, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Of course. Stay safe out there, Hawks."

He gave her a charming grin, his wings flexing instinctively as he prepared to take to the skies. "Don't worry about me. And hey, maybe we'll bump into each other again."

As Hawks soared back into the night sky, his thoughts were consumed by the young woman he had just met. He couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter was more than just chance—it was the beginning of something inexplicable, a pull that he couldn't resist.

Little did he know, this chance meeting would mark the start of a profound and tumultuous journey, intertwining their fates in ways neither of them could have foreseen.

Days turned into weeks, and Hawks found himself patrolling the city more frequently than ever before, his eyes constantly scanning the crowds below for a glimpse of (Y/N). He couldn't deny the growing infatuation he felt for her, the way his heart quickened every time her name crossed his mind.

One evening, while perched atop a high-rise building, Hawks caught sight of (Y/N) once again. She was walking along the bustling streets, her presence seemingly radiant even in the midst of the city's chaos. Without hesitation, he spread his crimson wings and descended, landing gracefully before her.

"(Y/N)," he greeted with a warmth in his voice that he hadn't felt in years. His heart raced as her eyes met his, her surprise mirrored in the subtle widening of her (e/c) orbs.

"Hawks," she replied, a mixture of astonishment and delight evident in her tone. "Fancy running into you again."

He chuckled, a touch of nervousness dancing beneath his confident exterior. "It's funny how fate works sometimes."

As they chatted, Hawks discovered more about (Y/N)'s daily life—the way she worked tirelessly to support her family and the kindness she extended to strangers on the street. His admiration for her only grew, solidifying into something that was undeniably affectionate.

As the weeks turned into months, their encounters became more frequent, and Hawks found himself drawn to (Y/N) like a moth to a flame. He'd fly by her workplace, stopping for a quick chat, or they'd meet during his patrols. Their conversations deepened, revealing their hopes, fears, and dreams.

One evening, after rescuing civilians from a massive fire, Hawks landed near (Y/N)'s apartment building. Smoke still lingered in the air, and he was covered in soot and sweat. He hesitated for a moment, then decided to pay her a visit.

(Y/N) opened the door, her eyes widening at the sight of him in his disheveled state. "Hawks, you're... you're a mess."

He chuckled, a wry smile on his lips. "Yeah, well, saving lives doesn't always come with looking presentable."

She stepped aside, inviting him in. "Come on in. I'll get you some water."

As he sat in her living room, Hawks couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in her presence. Her apartment was cozy and welcoming, reflecting her personality perfectly. He watched as she bustled around the kitchen, his heart warming at the simple domesticity of the scene.

"(Y/N)," he began, his voice a bit more hesitant than usual. "I... I've really enjoyed spending time with you."

She turned to face him, handing him a glass of water. "Likewise, Hawks. You're not like other heroes I've met. You're different, in a good way."

Hawks felt a rush of emotions flood over him—gratitude, affection, and a hint of uncertainty. He knew that he was treading on dangerous territory, that his feelings for her were becoming stronger by the day. But he couldn't help himself; he was drawn to her in a way that he couldn't explain.

As the night wore on, the two of them shared stories and laughter, their connection deepening even further. Hawks found himself opening up about his life as a hero, the challenges he faced, and the expectations placed upon him. (Y/N) listened with empathy, offering a level of understanding that he had never encountered before.

As he left her apartment that night, Hawks realized that he was falling in love—a realization that both exhilarated and terrified him. He was a Pro Hero, someone who was supposed to be above such vulnerabilities. Yet, in (Y/N)'s presence, he felt human, and that was both a blessing and a curse.

Little did he know, his growing affection for (Y/N) would lead him down a path he never could have predicted, setting into motion events that would challenge his identity, his loyalties, and the very nature of his existence as a hero.

As the days went on and weeks came and go, Hawks found it increasingly difficult to control his emotions. (Y/N) had become a constant presence in his thoughts, a flickering flame that grew brighter with each passing moment. He couldn't ignore the growing obsession that consumed his mind, consuming him within its fiery grip.

Everything about (Y/N) became magnified in Hawks' eyes. Her every action, every word, and every smile held an unparalleled significance. He analyzed her every move, searching for hidden meanings and deciphering her thoughts. In his mind, she was no longer just a person; she was his mate, his one true connection in this chaotic world.

Hawks began to subtly alter his daily routine to ensure their paths crossed more often. He started tracking her movements, gathering information about her schedule, and arranging coincidental encounters. It was an orchestrated dance of obsession, with Hawks pulling the strings, and (Y/N) unknowingly dancing to his tune.

He meticulously collected mementos from their brief encounters: a fallen strand of hair, a discarded coffee cup, even a forgotten pencil. These mundane treasures held an inexplicable power over him, making his heart race with anticipation. They became his precious possessions, his connection to (Y/N), and his reassurance that their fates were intertwined.

In his quest to be closer to her, Hawks routes as (Y/N) and even went to the same places she would visit frequently. He seamlessly integrated himself into her world, earning her trust and admiration. But this was only the beginning. His obsession demanded more; it demanded absolute possession.

Hawks began to indulge in his darker desires, feeding the flames of his twisted infatuation. His urge to protect her turned into an insatiable need to control her every move. He meticulously hacked into her social media accounts, devoured the digital remnants of her life, and analyzed every interaction she had. Every notification, every message became evidence of her existence.

Late at night, in the cold depths of his secret room, Hawks poured over pictures and videos of (Y/N), his eyes shining with anticipation and possessiveness. It was a dangerous game he played, fueling his obsession with every glimpse of her smile, every hint of vulnerability she unknowingly revealed.

His obsession grew as he yearned for their worlds to merge entirely. He envisioned a future where (Y/N) belonged solely to him, where he could protect her from all harm and cherish her without judgment. In his delusional fantasies, he was the savior, the one who would provide the love and security she lacked.

However, deep down, Hawks sensed the fragile line he was treading. He understood the danger that lurked within his obsession, threatening to consume him completely. Yet, he couldn't resist the gravitational pull he felt towards (Y/N). His heart and mind were irreversibly entangled with hers, and he was unwilling to let go.

Unbeknownst to (Y/N), Hawks's love had transformed into something far more sinister. His obsession had become his reason for existence, fueling his every action and decision. It was a dark path he walked, driven by the overwhelming desire to possess what he believed was rightfully his.

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imagineanime2022 · 6 months

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Heroes With An S/O W/ Powers Like Hawkwoman

Keigo Takami X Fem!Reader, Toshinori Yagi X Fem!Reader, Shota Aizawa X Fem!Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Hello everything is fine? I saw that requests are open! I would like to know if you can write headcanons for bnha (hawks, all might and aizawa) with a s/o who is a professional heroine and is like hawkwoman from dc? (she has super strength, speed because of her wings, resistance, etc.)

Keigo Takami

🪶 Alright let’s be honest there is going to be a lot of bird behaviour from this individual, lucky you're both derived from hawks so you understand each others behaviours pretty well. 🪶 Keigo is forever puffing up his feathers when you first met, making himself look bigger and more suitable, it did catch your attention by nature. 🪶 Miriko made fun of him every time. 🪶 Hawks by nature mate for life, so when he decided that he was in, he was 100% in, there was nothing that could change his mind. 🪶 He’d spend a lot of time measuring wings and wrapping his wings around you, you’d do the same to him and sometimes you’d make a cocoon just for the two of you by having your wings meet in the middle. 🪶 He sings all the time, another bird thing but if you ever sing along with him, it will make him the happiest person in the world. 🪶 You guys go for flights all the time, he’d dive low to grab you anything that caught his or your eye. 🪶 You guys were two of the fastest heroes, you learned to work together covering whatever the other couldn’t and that became even more needed after his fight with Dabi. 🪶 You massaged his shoulders when he was healing, you helped him to get back up but he never stopped missing his wings. 🪶 You refused to fly without him and you were the one that helped him to relearn how to fly when he got his prosthetics. 🪶 You both have heightened senses so he’d often give you his shirts or blankets so that you would always feel him near (even if he was rarely more than 2 steps away). 🪶 You were a hero couple that was feared by villains and loved by civilians but neither of you cared about that. The only thing that was important is how much you loved each other.

Yagi Toshinori

🦸 The moment that Toshinori saw you he was enamoured, honestly he’d have seen your wings and the speed and strength that you displayed. 🦸 Challenged you to races all the time, he wanted to be the fastest but he had to admit that you had him in that department. 🦸 Toshi was playful and he had yet to be able to sneak up on you either so he tried that too, but given your enhanced senses, you could hear and smell him coming when you couldn’t see the flashy costume. 🦸 When you guys actually started dating it was a secret to no one, it was lucky that you were as good at defending yourself as you were because there were just as many villains as fans trying to get your attention. 🦸 Toshi came very close to ending the relationship when a villain came after you to get to him, you had to tell him that you weren’t having it and literally slapped him round the back of his head to get him to listen. 🦸 Toshi would literally carry you anywhere the extra weight from your wings didn’t bother him at all but he did love being wrapped in them when you both had the time. 🦸 Gran Torino would sometimes enlist you to get Toshinori to do something because you both knew that it was better for him. 🦸 You were the only one that could get him to sit still after he was injured by One For All. 🦸 Toshi spent all of this time bringing you presents, anything that you could ever want, even things you didn’t know you wanted like kids (Midorya and Bakugo). 🦸 Now with his smaller stature he loved your wings even more, he hid in them when he didn’t want to be seen, made sure that they were groomed and taken care of. 🦸 Toshi made sure that you always laid on top of him, even after he was injured (much to your protest) because he would not have you lay on your wings no matter how many times you tell him that you can support your own weight. 🦸 Definition of a celebrity couple, you guys were what everyone strived to be, happy together, playful, easy and completely dedicated to each other.

Shota Aizawa

🐛 Shota was probably the last person that anyone expected you to take an interest in but after one mission he couldn’t seem to get rid of you and to be honest he didn’t mind having you around. 🐛 You were the one that did most of the work, just trying to get him to look at you for more than a second but once he really looked he was a goner. 🐛 You used your wings to shield him from the sunlight while he was sleeping during the day or the cold in the winter. 🐛 Shota is a mindful human and often found himself dancing around you in the first few months of your relationship, making sure not to touch your wings and apologising when he did, it took a long while to convince him that it was okay. 🐛 The first time that you asked him to help with grooming your wings, you thought he was going to faint. 🐛 He teaches you how to use a capture weapons and you taught him how to use your weapons. He took to yours faster than you took to his. He's unbelievably adaptable but he admired the strength and agility that came with your power. 🐛 You were well into your relationship by the time that 1-A came along, so a lot of them knew of you but they didn’t know that you were dating/married to their teacher until the first villain attack when you made yourself known. 🐛 Neither of you had ever talked about having children but you ended up with 20 the day that you saved them. 🐛 You moved into the dorms with Aizawa and basically mothered the entire class, scolded them, praised them and protected them no matter what. Aizawa loved watching you with them. 🐛 When he brought Eri back, you both became her sworn protectors and he didn’t even have to ask when he put you both down as her legal guardians. 🐛 While Shota was teaching you were out doing hero work so when it came time to fight you were always called on and he always worried about you while you were gone. 🐛 You were a large mismatched family but it centred around the two of you, anyone could see that you loved each other and protect your little flock.

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