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[hopelesshawks]

Ooo for the song thing break up with your girlfriend I'm bored - ariana grande and with bakugo?

Ohhh a very interesting choice. At first I debated which side of this to put Bakugo on but he’s too fiercely loyal to entertain someone trying to get him to turn his gaze from his partner.

But stealing someone else away?

That Bakugo could do.

Tiny bit suggestive but relatively PG-13, keep it 18+ ye who enter here just in case anyway

Bakugo watches impatiently as you say goodbye to your boyfriend. He gives you a kiss on the cheek that can only be described as tepid before wishing you a goodbye and finally allowing you to walk away and join Bakugo in his waiting car. The two of you have a long drive ahead to some podunk town in the middle of nowhere for a mission and Katsuki has no desire to sit in rush hour traffic just because your lukewarm goodbye to your bland boyfriend is taking awhile.

As he starts to drive off you sigh heavily. “What is it Katsuki?” you ask even though you already suspect what he’ll say. It’s an argument almost as old as your relationship itself at this point.

“Break up with him,” Bakugo replies, casually and to the point. As if he’s advising you and where to get lunch instead of proposing you end perhaps your healthiest relationship in a long time.

“I’m not breaking up with him,” you insist for the thousandth time.

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t want to.”

That earns you an eye roll.

“Sure,” Katsuki snarks and a familiar indignation fills you.

“I’m happy with him,” you insist.

“You’re settling for him,” he corrects.

The words ring a little too true for comfort.

“He’s probably the best boyfriend I’ve ever had,” you try again.

“Low bar to set.”

“Fuck you.”

Bakugo shrugs and the car lapses back into silence.

It drives you nuts so you lean over to turn on the radio, allowing something else to break up the empty space lingering in the air as you search for any other topic of conversation to replace the current one. Of course Bakugo is far too determined for that. After a moment he reaches over and turns the volume down again to make sure you won’t miss a single word.

“When he fucks you—”

“Katsuki!”

“When he fucks you,” Katsuki insists again, ignoring entirely your attempt to cut him off, “is it even half as good as the way I used to?”

It’s a cruel question because he already knows the answer, had probably already guessed as much the first time you brought your boyfriend around to meet your friends. Your silence stretches long and loud even within the confines of the car and eventually Katsuki’s lips stretch into a smug smirk.

He doesn’t press you to answer after that. He knows the silence was answer enough

#I love anxious try hard Bakugo with all my heart #but there is something to be said about smug arrogant asshole Bakugo too #hhrequests #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo x y/n

[hopelesshawks]

Earned it by the Weekend with Aizawa 🤤🤤

Looking this song up and seeing the subtitle like

🤨

LMAO but I got you anon. This song (like a lot of The Weeknd’s songs lmao) is so sensual and kind of like beckoning? That it gives me very “memories of the other night” vibes. Like the other person just not being able to get you out of their head.

Another suggestive one so no minors allowed. Must be 18 years old to cross

“Soooo?” Present Mic asks with a grin that’s entirely too broad to mean anything good.

“What?” Aizawa sighs from his position hunched over a cup of coffee at one of the tables in the teacher’s lounge. He would much rather be in his sleeping bag taking a proper nap in peace like he originally planned for this time, but, as per usual, 1A had managed to get up to something. Dealing with their shenanigans had cut into his nap time too much to be worth it to try to squeeze one in before the upcoming staff meeting. Unfortunately it apparently left sufficient time for Mic to discover him and start working himself up to an interrogation.

“When were you planning on telling me!” Mic demands and Aizawa thinks he may be developing a headache. It’s probably not directly connected to this. Probably. But it’s not helping at the very least, especially since he’s not entirely sure he knows what Mic is talking about.

“Telling you what?” he sighs, taking another sip of his coffee and preparing himself mentally for whatever thread Mic would be pulling at for the remainder of the downtime the two would have before work called again.

“About you and the new teacher!” Mic insists, far too loud for the otherwise quiet break room. Thank god it’s just the two of them inside.

The mention of you sends vivid memories surging to the front of Shouta’s mind. Panting breaths, sweat slick skin, whines and moans of pleasure. He forces them to the back of his head, focusing on his friend’s expectant look instead.

“What are you talking about?” he bluffs, his face remaining stoic even though he swears he can taste you on his tongue now that the memories have resurfaced, blocking out the bitter taste of the cheap coffee he’s been sipping.

“Shouta! Buddy! How long have I known ya? So long! I know when there’s tension and there is definitely tension between you and the new teacher,” Mic insists perhaps a bit loudly for the room again but it’s times like these that remind Aizawa of just how perceptive his friend can be even if his literal loudmouth often leads people to believe the opposite.

“There’s no tension. I barely know her,” Shouta insists again, even as his memory supplies an image of exactly how you looked moaning his name, exactly how it felt to have you pressed underneath him.

“Oh come on, but—!”

Shouta is saved by the bell as he rises again with coffee in hand and begins to leave the room. Mic follows behind him looking very much like he’s not prepared to drop the subject, but he’s well aware he won’t be getting any answers from Aizawa until maybe later tonight and that’s a hard maybe.

As both men step out of the break room, they find you leaning against the opposite wall of the hallway, fiddling with something on your phone. You look up at their arrival, a smile spreading on your face. “You guys ready for whatever this meeting is?” you ask.

It’s an innocent enough question and so it draws an innocent response from Mic but when your eyes meet Shouta’s he sees smug amusement there and he knows. You heard. Maybe not everything but at the least Mic’s side of the conversation. You know they’ve been talking about you and the longer your mischievous gaze lingers on him, the more it reminds him of that night together. And he’s sure you know that somehow too.

“Do you guys want to head to the meeting together?” you offer and Mic agrees easily, but Shouta knows the truth.

You’re a dangerous one, you are. And unfortunately that makes you kind of perfect

#aizawa is another character I haven’t written for in agessss #if at all #maybe that’s why this ended up so gd long #hhrequests #aizawa x y/n #aizawa x reader #shouta aizawa x reader #shouta aizawa x y/n #eraserhead x reader #eraserhead x y/n

[hopelesshawks]

Oh bestie!!!

I have the perfect song hahha Like crazy by our angel Jimin and the character will be Bakugo cause you write him so well!))

love you!

Hi hello love you too!!

An excuse to write BTSxBNHA??? Sign me up always omg. Thank you for saying I write Bakugo well 😭 I obsess so much over characterizations when I write lmao so always nice when I get it right.

This screams being friends with benefits knowing damn well he wants more but deciding to just ignore that because he doesn’t think he has time for a relationship or some other bullshit so he’s just pretending it’s all good knowing that he’s setting himself up for pain. So here that is, lmao

This one gets suggestive ladies, gents, and everyone in between so NO ENTRY UNLESS YOU’RE 18 OR OLDER

“To finally getting Blasty out of the office!” Kaminari cheers, the rest of Bakugo’s friends quickly taking up the chorus as well as everyone raises their shot glasses in a toast. Bakugo rolls his eyes but does lift his glass in a toast as well. He’s not even sure what exactly it’s a shot of. Pikachu had been the one to purchase them and Katsuki didn’t think hearing the entirely unnecessary explanation of what specific liquor it is was worth straining to hear over the thrumming music of the club.

Contrary to popular belief Bakugo likes having fun. Just in small doses. He has no idea how Denki, Mina, and Kirishima come to this place regularly without ending up overstimulated 24/7 but whatever, that’s their business. He knows he works a lot, it’s what Denki is droning on about now instead of just letting him take the goddamn shot, but he’s got goals to meet ok? And all that work means he typically likes his free time quieter.

Finally Pikachu shuts the fuck up and Katsuki can bring his glass to his lips and down the thing in one go. Tequila it turns out. Not his favorite but will certainly get the job done. As he brings the glass down to the table his eyes meet yours and the grin you send him has a low heat burning in his gut already. That’s the real reason he’s come. You and he both know it. There’s a promise in your eyes and on your lips that this night will go the same way past ones like this have and Katsuki relishes it. He loves the pretense that you’re all just getting the UA gang back together. That you’re here to see all of your friends and not just each other, even though without fail he’ll end up taking you back to his apartment tonight.

A few more shots are shared between everyone, their laughter and conversation largely fading to the background the more and more buzzed Katsuki gets. He grunts noncommittally at the right times to maintain the illusion of paying attention, but the moment you slip from the booth, letting Mina know you’re going to go dance, he drops the act and moves to get up as well.

Kirishima throws him a knowing look so Bakugo flips him off as he drains the rest of his drink and then follows you away from the others. You don’t look back to see if he’s following because you already know he is. He’d likely follow you to the end of the world if it meant getting to be the sole focus of all of your attention.

Molding your bodies together on the dance floor feels as natural as breathing.

His front meets your back, one arm sliding around your waist possessively as he grinds himself against you and watches the way your mouth pulls into a smirk in response. God you’ve got him wrapped around your finger.

“I’ve missed you Katsuki,” you whisper into his ear and his heart thuds hard.

“I’ve missed you too. So much,” is what he wants to say.

“Course you fuckin’ have,” is what he says instead, smirking himself even though he would much rather melt into you with soft words that reveal the depths of the crush he’s had on you even before graduation.

You spin in his arms so you can link yours around his neck and pull him into a kiss that’s downright filthy. Both his hands grip your waist tight and he moans into it, enjoying the press of your crotch against his. A promise of what’s to come later in the night when he gets to peel you out of your sexy little outfit and see the evidence of how aroused he’s made you more directly. Just the thought has him twitching in his pants already. But first he wants to enjoy this piece of it. Wants to enjoy the anticipation as your mouths move together in perfect sync the way they always have since the first time the two of you made our sloppily after one drink too many.

Beneath the arousal, the anticipation, the lust, there’s a loneliness and longing that sinks into his gut. A muddy, awful thing that always threatens to taint these moments with you. He wants more. More than a hard fuck in his apartment, more than kisses that always taste of one liquor another, more than you dressed and out the door the following morning before he can make you breakfast. But his ambitions don’t leave space for more. He knows if he crossed that line he’d fuck it up somehow. So he settles for this instead.

Nowadays he barely even notices that awful gray sludge of heartbreak. He loses himself in the thrumming of the bass, in the bright lights of the club, and the intoxicating feel of your tongue in his mouth and your fingers in his hair and your body pressed against his. With his eyes closed he can pretend that the two of you are everything he wants you to be.

It’s just a dream and he knows the emptiness of his apartment once you’re gone tomorrow will break him, but all that means is he’ll stay in this dream as long as he can. God help anyone who tries to wake him.

#AHHHHH this got so long #but I have so many feelings about Like Crazy and Jimin’s album in general that it simply had to be done #bakugo x reader #bakugo x y/n #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo x y/n #hhrequests

[hopelesshawks]

Ghost - Justin Bieber with Denki or Sero

I had completely forgotten about this song’s existence until you mentioned it omg. But I love the idea of Sero not necessarily being the most ambitious guy and there’s nothing inherently wrong with that. He’s very content with just being A Good Hero and not necessarily striving to be the best the way Bakugo does, but that makes shit hard if you have a partner who is really ambitious. So when it comes to bridges he can’t follow his partner across I think that would potentially be one of them.

Sero has been staring down at the tshirt in his hands with a small, fond smile for a concerningly long amount of time.

He’s not sure exactly how long it’s been. There’s no one else in his apartment to tell him or otherwise interrupt the reminiscing that finding the shirt has brought on. But he’s pretty sure that if Denki saw him this way, sitting on his bed and staring down at this stupid shirt, he’d be asking him if he’d had some sort of mental break. After all, it isn’t exactly a secret that Sero hasn’t been handling the breakup well.

It’s been about a month now. A month since you told him you’d received the promotion of a lifetime and would be moving to Korea as a result. Without him. You assured him that you love him and a part of you envies his contentment with life as it is. But you can’t understand it and all attempts to do so or to try and force some of your ambition into him had only resulted in frustration that wasn’t fair to either of you.

So you packed up your things and you left. The shirt in his hands must have somehow missed the boat. When he brings it up to his nose and takes a deep breath in he realizes it still smells like you and his eyes flutter shut as he allows himself to take that in.

He hasn’t been sleeping well since you left. The bed feels too vast and empty without you in it at his side. But now he curls himself under the covers and presses your forgotten shirt to his nose once again, taking deep, greedy inhales of the smell as he allows it to comfort him in a way nothing has since you moved out.

If he focuses really hard he can almost feel the ghost of your arms wrapping around him, your warm breath on the back of his neck, your body curled perfectly around him. The closer he drifts towards sleep, the more real the illusion feels. As sleep finally drags him under for the first time in days, his final thought is that maybe, just maybe, this will do just fine for now.

#man I almost never write for Sero #actually this may be my first time writing him??? #and of course I broke his heart fjxgjckt #it’s ok I’m sure you’ll find each other again in the end #hhrequests #sero hanta x reader #sero x reader #sero hanta x y/n #sero x y/n

[hopelesshawks]

We know I'm going to ask for Hawks 😂

Rise of the Monarch https://open.spotify.com/track/4yModqqawKGib2poAkgk8g

Can't wait to see the vibe you pick for it.

Part of why I adore doing these is also getting new song recs hahaha love the hero turned villain vibe of this and after everything Hori has put our husband through Hawks deserves a little anti-hero arc

I don’t typically write stuff like this but listening to the song honestly reminded me so much of the moment where Hawks had to kill Twice after being backed into the corner and just the aesthetics of that setting where Hawks was very much drawn the way villains typically are in manga and was made to seem so terrifying and really was the villain to Twice so have a deep dive into that scene and the fallout after:

TW canonical minor character death

Keigo didn’t want it to come to this.

He tried to reach out to Bubaigawara. Tried to reason with him. Tried to show him that there can be a life for him outside of all of this. Outside of the League of Villains. A possibility for a support system that doesn’t come with a side of mass murder and terrorism.

But now Hawks is running out of options. He is burned, beaten, and cornered in a fight he knows he has little chance of winning. Far more lives are on the line that just his, Dabi’s, and Bubaigawara’s. Hundreds, if not thousands, if not even more innocent lives are at stake if Twice enters the main battle.

Keigo doesn’t regret trying to reason with the other man first. Not for a moment. It may have gotten him into the situation he is now but he knows in his heart it was right. But that was then. This is now. Twice and Dabi have forced his hand and he will not let good people die to save one man.

Hawks sinks his feather blades into Twice’s back and while Keigo’s heart breaks for Bubaigawara, he does not regret that either.

He is burned, he is beaten, he loses the fight.

He wakes up in the hospital and his wings are gone, his past dredged up for the world to see, and his actions presented as murderous and cruel for all of Japan to judge.

But like a phoenix he rises from the ashes. His work is not done, not in the slightest. Dabi may have won the battle but the war is far from over, and you can bet he won’t be sitting on the sidelines while it rages on.

Dabi has not seen the last of him. Perhaps all of Japan will call him a villain for what he’s done. It matters not. Hawks knows what he has to do. He knows what his role is on this chessboard. If he has to play the villainous hero fighting heroic villains to save Japan, than so be it.

Wings or no, he’s the number two hero. And he’ll be damned if he lets anyone else die on his watch

#I can’t tell if I captured enough of the song’s vibe considering it’s more of a jilted lover revenge song #and I did *flails in this post’s general direction* this with it #but I hope you like it <3 #and that it’s at least interesting!!! #ended up with very character study vibes #hhrequests #hawks bnha #keigo takami #hawks character study #keigo takami character study

[hopelesshawks]

Can I request Shoinsou giving me a flower♡

I started this literally the day you submitted it but only now am finishing it up. Don’t ask how I turned a simple plot into all of this but I hope you like it ❤️

Shinsou stares blankly out the window from his spot shotgun in the car, largely tuning out Denki’s excited rambling as they make their way back towards the city. How his friend can possibly still have so much energy after spending the whole day chasing down a villain in the middle of nowhere is beyond him.

At least the view out the window is nice…

The green fields of the countryside breeze past the window as the car speeds along the single lane road back. The sun is slowly descending towards the horizon. The sky remains blue for now but he knows by the time they make it back it’ll have shifted into reds and oranges. He can already picture how you’ll look when he finally steps back into your shared apartment: the golden light will filter so softly over your delicate skin, bathing the whole room in a warmth that will match that of your arms circling around him in greeting and your lips pressing to his. It takes everything in him not to sigh at the thought alone.

Shinsou’s just about to let himself get lost in the daydream of his arrival home when a sea of yellow out the window catches his eye. His heart thuds just a touch harder for a moment and while he can already hear Denki teasing him for the rest of the long ride home, he doesn’t quite care as he suddenly reaches over and punches his friend’s arm.

“Owww, what’s that for??” Denki whines, using one hand to rub the spot where Shinsou had hit him.

“Pull over,” Shinsou huffs.

“Why? You carsick or something?”

Shinsou rolls his eyes but a slight flush creeps into his cheeks as he explains.

“No I just want to grab something,” Shinsou explains as he jerks his head in the direction of the passing field to indicate what he’s referring too.

Denki’s eyes widen in realization before he all but slams on the brakes, making both men snap forward in their seats. Shinsou curses under his breath before shooting his friend a look.

“Go go go! Get the flowers for your girl!!” Denki beams, apparently unfazed by the whiplash he’d just given them both.

Again Shinsou rolls his eyes but he’s secretly grateful as he slips out of the car and wanders into the field of yellow wild flowers. On closer inspection he realizes they’re buttercups, the petals dancing gently in the soft wind that flows through the air. He can already picture the sparkle you’ll have in your eyes when he gives them to you and although he’d never admit it out loud just the thought of it is already making him melt a little inside.

When he returns to the car with one of the yellow blooms, Denki is already waggling his eyebrows at him.

“Shut up.”

“I didn’t even say anything!”

“Don’t care.”

Thankfully Denki doesn’t press the issue much more for the rest of the ride, although Shinsou does notice Denki keeps looking over at the flower with a goofy grin on his face. Shinsou will never admit it but it is touching how much his best friend supports his relationship. When Denki finally drops him off in front of your shared apartment, he does so with a wolf whistle and a call of “Go get ‘em tiger!” that has Shinsou rolling his eyes hard enough to damn near give himself a headache. He’ll likely never hear the end of this tomorrow and is already mentally preparing himself for everyone in the office knowing he pulled over just to grab a flower for you. But as you open the door to welcome him home and your eyes slowly widen in surprise, he knows it’ll be worth it.

Anything to keep that gorgeous smile on your face.

#hh.mar #it’s been so long tumblr doesn’t even remember my fuckin requests tag #(I also don’t remember my requests tag) #hhrequests #why tf wouldn’t I separate it with a period???

[hopelesshawks]

Itto hcs plz♡♡

Did someone saY ITTO HEADCANONS. The only man who has as treasured a place in my heart as Hawks. I have no idea which way Imma take these but here have some hcs

Loves it when you explain things to him even if he has no idea what you’re talking about it

Stares at you with heart eyes as you talk about school or work or whatever it is

If you’re prone to re-telling the same story over and over again like me he fully reacts as if it’s his first time hearing it every time

Admittedly though sometimes that’s because he also forgot you told him the story already

It’s mentioned in canon that he’s a bit of a crybaby but I feel like when he’s really upset he just gets quiet like we kind of saw during his story quest when the blue Oni said Itto was the real one tarnishing Oni pride

Most stuff rolls off his back pretty quickly but when something hits too close to home he gets real quiet and will only tear up about it once he’s safely wrapped up in your arms when the two of you are alone

Cannot hide his emotions at all, mans is a wide open book written for children

Which also means he’s very open about how much he absolutely adores you

Definitely does huge over the top gestures even if it embarrasses you, I am so sorry but he absolutely cannot help himself

He was probably so excited to introduce you to Granny Oni, literally counted down the days and circled you like a puppy the whole time

Kept staring at y’all like 👁👁 the whole time you were all together tryna make sure you’d get along

Of course you get along and afterwards Granny definitely thanks you for watching out for her boy :’)

Unironically thinks couple shirts and stuff like that are cute. Will absolutely pout to try and convince you to wear one with him

It’s not subtle couples’ shirts either. It’s a pair of those gaudy “I’m with them —>” shirts and shit like that

Will be absolutely adorable if he convinces you to put it on and it almost makes it worth the embarrassment almost

Is just so unabashedly loud and proud about his love and adoration for you, it’s truly the sweetest thing

#hopeless.inbox #hhrequests #genshin headcanons #arataki itto headcanons #itto headcanons

[hopelesshawks]

Hiiii! Can I request a fic with kirishima X fem!reader who where reader was rescued from a kidnapping ring and has had amnesia for a couple years so no one knows what her quirk is. But then they're attacked again (all the pros and the rescued ppl ) and reader takes a hit that jogs her memory and then everyone realises her power rivals AFO. Mild angst with major fluff ,pretty please!

I think I rambled sorry. I hope this works ^_^

I’ve got you anon! I tweaked things a tiny bit? But nothing too major so I hope you’ll like this. Sorry it’s taken a million years to get it to you, it’s been a busy few months 💀

You've forgotten a lot of things but you'll never forget the day you were rescued.

You'd been trapped and in the custody of your captors for years alongside a small handful of other people. But unlike the others you had zero recollection of why you'd even been taken in the first place, who you were before your capture, or even what your quirk is. They took care of you as best they could and became something of a family to you, giving you a new name and identity since your old one had been lost. As kind as your new family had been to you though, it did not counter the harsh and cruel conditions you endured.

Then came Red Riot.

Well he wasn't the only one who came but he was the one you noticed the most. It was a blur honestly when you were rescued. One second everything was as normal and the next a blast shook the walls of the compound you were kept in. Chaos broke out but before you knew it a large, muscular man, with bright red hair and equally red eyes was pulling you into his arms.

"Are you ok?" he had asked with a deep voice that rumbled through his chest.

You nodded and soon afterwards you were being rushed out of the building. From there it was a whirlwind of paramedics and then a hospital visit, but the gorgeous man with crimson hair and crimson eyes was consistent, staying by your side through as much of it as possible. You only discovered his identity by asking one of the nurses after he had gone and while you had wanted to reach out and thank him properly, you never saw him again.

Until tonight.

It's been a year since that fateful day you were rescued and the HPSC had organized an event in honor of the anniversary, inviting all of those saved and the heroes involved to attend. You’d be kidding yourself if you pretended that you’d gotten properly dressed up and fancy for this event for any reason other than the high possibility of bumping into Red Riot again. It’s a foolish notion. You’ve been following his career since the rescue and its rise has been nothing short of meteoric. He’s got brand deals, he’s topping hero charts, his agency with Dynamight has hit legendary status, and there’s no way a man that handsome and that successful is still single. Still a part of you hopes.

It isn’t until late in the night that you accidentally bump into a solid wall of muscle only to look up and fond the very man that you’d been both eager and dreading to see. He immediately flashes you a broad grin full of razor sharp teeth, like the love child of a shark and a golden retriever. “Hey I remember you!” he beams.

“You do?”

Its hard to believe him. Why on earth would he remember you? He must save hundreds of people any given week, you’re not special just because you developed an unshakeable crush.

“Of course! You ever get your memory back?”

So he did remember you. It made something warm swell up in your chest to realize, your own smile starting to form.

“No I didn’t… but I’m ok with that at this point honestly. I probably wouldn’t recognize the person in my memories anyway,” you shrug.

Red Riot opens his mouth to say something else but he’s interrupted by the sound of a loud blast coming from behind him. His eyes widen as he activates his quirk, quickly covering you with his body right as another detonation occurs. Even with his protection you both are sent careening through the air, landing heavily several feet away as chaos erupts in the venue.

When you sit up your head is spinning and a quick check with your fingers confirms you must have hit your head as its now bleeding pretty profusely. You try to make your eyes focus, searching for Red Riot amongst the debris, but when you spot him dread fills you.

He looks rough. Your old captors have returned and this time they did so fully prepared. Clearly they‘ve brought people they specifically thought would counteract the quirks of your once saviors and now one such villain is clutching onto a barely conscious Red Riot. Its hard to think through the haze of your disorientation. All you know is that you don’t want to just sit here and watch your hero be hurt or killed.

Just as you’re starting to cobble together a half-baked plan you notice the villain rear back with energy pooling in his palm, a sick grin on his face that tells you nothing good can come of it. You look to Red Riot, not sure what to expect, but the grim look on his face is a stark contrast to the bright grin you’d seen on him only minutes before. Your heart stutters in your chest as you realize theres resignation in his look. It hits you then that he’s not expecting to walk away from whatever is about to happen. Your heart shatters and any thoughts of a plan shatter with it. Instinct alone has you surging forward, shouting his name. Both he and the villain turn towards you, his eyes widening in surprise as he tries to warn you to get out of there but you don’t listen. In fact your body acts on its own and before you know it an overwhelming surge of energy rushes forward, enveloping the villain and forcing him to his knees almost instantly.

Your brows furrow in confusion. Did you do that?

A quick look down at your palms reveals a golden light swirling around them. You knew you probably had a quirk, your doctor had assured you that you lacked the foot abnormality indicative of quirklessness. But still to see it in action so suddenly? And something so seemingly powerful too?

You didn’t have time to think about it too much longer because with the enemy dispatched by your quirk’s sudden reappearance, Red Riot wastes no time grabbing onto you just like before and sweeping you away to safety. He drops you a safe distance away from the now ruined banquet hall then hesitates. He knows he needs to go back but his eyes stay locked on yours a moment longer before he forces himself to go provide backup.

When its all over and the villains have once again been apprehended, Red Riot comes to find you. You start to thank him again but he shakes his head before you can fully get the words out.

“I should be thanking you! You saved my butt with that quirk of yours. Its seriously something else,” he grins but you can only frown down at your hands.

“It’s only something else if I can control it and I don’t… I don’t remember anything about it, I just reacted,” you admit.

“I could help.”

Your head snaps up to meet his eyes and you’re a little surprised to see Red Riot looking flustered, his face almost the color of his hair as he scratches the back of his neck sheepishly.

“I mean uh just if you want me to. We could train together? I could help you figure out how to control your quirk and then maybe we get dinner together after? Or something?” he continued, stuttering just slightly as he spoke.

“I’d like that a lot actually,” you reply, a smile stretching across your face.

Once again it was a whirlwind of paramedics and a hospital visit. Once again Red Riot stayed by your side for as much of it as possible. But this time when you leave, not only do you know his name but you have his number too.

Its been a year since your rescue but you don’t resent anything that happened to you there or since. Because all of it brought you to where you are now.

All of it brought you to Eijirou Kirishima.

#HOLY SHIT I FINALLY FINISHED THIS #I hope youre still here and enjoy this anon #hhrequests

[hopelesshawks]

Fingers crossed that tumblr doesn’t delete my match-up profile this time 🥴

I’m a Libra 😏 My MBTI is a ESTJ but I’m actually pretty empathetic. My hobbies are reading, eating out, dancing, chilling with friends, and going on night walks. I like cats, the ocean, taking pictures, paintings, and having meaningful conversations with the people I care about. I dislike people who always think they’re in the right, toxic people, and I don’t like lamb chops. In terms of relationships, I look for ones that will allow us both to grow and be a stable source of comfort for each other. Uh I like to think that I’m a nice person, but the moment someone messes with me or someone I care about they’re ✨goners✨

Thanks again for taking my request even though it’s well past the event. I love tumblr sometimes 😍

lmao yep! Making up for tumblr eating your ask during my matchup event. The last part of my 600 follower event Literally more than 300 followers later 💀

also wtf that's so many more followers goddamn I love y'all

Ok I told myself I wouldn't choose Todoroki because that's too obvious so instead I match you with Eijirou Kirishima

Kirishima literally looks like he’s glowing as he drives you both out of the city, refusing to tell you your final destination. If you take the time to think about it and pay attention to the road signs, you can probably figure out where he’s taking you, but it’s adorable how excited he is for it to be a surprise so you let him have his fun.

About an hour goes by before you suddenly notice the coastline coming into view. Your eyes widen and Kirk’s grin does as well when he sees you take notice.

“Surprise! It’s been awhile since we made it out here so I figured a beach trip was overdo. I brought the camera locked and loaded with a new memory card so you can take as many pictures as you want,” he explains eagerly. As much as he wanted it to be a surprise you can tell he’d been equally dying to reveal it all to you and it’s hard not to giggle at his enthusiasm.

“Oh! And there’s a new restaurant that just opened near the beach we could try or I guess we could go back to the old place. Or we could try to find a club? If you want? I kind of didn’t really plan much further than getting us here,” He goes on to admit sheepishly but you just give him a soft smile before leaning across the center console to press a quick kiss to his cheeks.

“Thank you, it’s perfect,” you assure him as his cheeks go as red as his hair. It never gets old the way he still acts like a school boy with a crush when he’s with you, even though your school days are long behind you now. “Yea, well, it’s the least I can do to thank you for putting up with me.”

Neither of you actually say the words ‘I love you’ but as you watch the sun start to set through the windshield and Kiri links his fingers with yours over the gear shift, you both hear them anyway.

A/N: Again I’m so so so sorry this took fifty thousand years to get to but here it is, I hope it’s worth the stupid long wait 😭

#hopeless.inbox #hhrequests #it’s been so long I literally fucking forgot what my requests tag was for a second

[hopelesshawks]

Hi Ren! I saw your ask game and think it’s super cool!! Could I request Dabi from bnha with the song Possession of a Weapon by Ashnikko? If this doesn’t spark anything please feel free to ignore

I could never ignore you!!! And you picked such a great song for Dabi omg.

This again gave me character study vibes of just like Dabi finally revealing who he truly is and watching Endeavor’s face as he does so. Watching Endeavor realize the magnitude of how much he fucked up with Dabi in particular. Like by the time Dabi reveals that he’s Touya, Endeavor has already realized he was a terrible father and needs to change but I don’t think he realized just how bad he fucked his kids up until that moment. And god does Dabi get a sick pleasure at watching his abuser have that realization for the world to see

Something vicious and triumphant rises up in Dabi as he watches his pathetic excuse for a father absorb his every word. There is something so incredibly satisfying about watching Endeavor’s face go grief stricken as he realizes that he’s staring at the remains of his eldest son. Dabi is a living, breathing, walking corpse and he relishes it. He welcomes the smell of decay and burning, rotting flesh that has followed him since that fateful day in the woods where he murdered Touya Todoroki to become the man he is today.

Endeavor’s eyes drag over Dabi’s charred body and he can tell by the twist of the man’s face that he is horrified by what he finds now that he’s bothering to take a good luck. Dabi knows what he looks like. He is grotesque and he loves it. Love every godforsaken moment of it. He wants Endeavor to be disgusted by what his flames have done to his eldest son.

Then the fear comes and oh isn’t that a wonderful sight. Big bad number one hero finally got all he wanted and now he’s fucking terrified because Dabi is here to raze it all to the ground.

Good.

Dabi wants him scared. He wants him to experience the same deep seated, overwhelming terror that engulfed young Touya when he lost control and felt his own quirk eating away at his skin. But now Dabi knows that it’s just flesh. It doesn’t matter. None of it does. He’ll burn himself up until there’s nothing left of him to burn if it means finally tearing down the man who abandoned him.

Isn’t this what he wanted? A son who is the strongest? A son to best even All Might?

Endeavor’s perfect experiment rushes forward. Still trying to play the hero. How cute. Dabi could try to scheme or plan what happens next but he doesn’t. No it’s no use trying to think now. All that’s left to do now is burn. And burn he will. Himself and everyone else too.

Touya Todoroki is dead and Dabi will turn the world into his funeral pyre.

#the amount of italics in this is so fucking egregious I’m so sorry #hhrequests #dabi bnha #touya todoroki #Dabi character study #Touya Todoroki character study

[hopelesshawks]

Can I request a Compress x Reader? Babytrapping + Breeding?

Ohhh interesting, of course you can! I rarely write for the villains so this will be fun. You didn’t specify but because baby trapping I did fem!reader. I also just realized you might’ve meant reader baby trapping Compress but I wrote Compress baby trapping reader so I hope that’s what you wanted 😅

The following request contains dark content. Check the warnings before reading

Warnings for vomiting, pregnancy, manipulation, non-violent sexual assault (baby trapping), breeding kink, unprotected sex, oral (f!receiving), fingering (f!receiving), minor dumbification? (reader is very no thoughts, head empty during the smut), minor size kink, minor pain kink

Three years.

Three years together and yet you never would’ve guessed that your boyfriend is the notorious Mr. Compress of League of Villains infamy.

You first met Atsuhiro while working at a hole in the wall theater company. He came up to you after performing one night and had been so effortlessly charming that you’d instantly been put under his spell. He was more intelligent than all of your exes combined and could make you laugh like no one else could. It hadn’t taken long for you to fall totally and completely for the charming man you met that night.

But all of that came crashing down around you when he came home from a “business trip” with a prosthetic arm and no amount of half-assed excuses about an accident on stage could assuage your suspicions. He managed to dodge a confrontation with you for almost a week before you’d finally put the final pieces together and went to him to demand an explanation.

“You’re a terrorist Atsu!”

“That’s just what the heroes want you to think my love, don’t fall for their propaganda.”

“It’s not propaganda it’s just a fact! People have died because of your actions!”

“And how many more have suffered or died because of heroes and the society they created.”

“You’re deflecting. I have always indulged your rants about hero society but this is too far! The man I fell in love with would never stoop to this level!”

Atsuhiro crosses the room to you in two quick strides, cradling your face gently with his hand while you feel the cool metal of his other find your hip, fingers slipping under your shirt.

“I’m still the man you fell in love with (y/n), I can assure you of that,” he whispers, pressing his forehead to yours.

“How could that possibly be?”

“Let me show you.”

He pulls you into a gentle kiss, reassuring in its care. As his lips move against yours, gently coaxing them to open so he can deepen the kiss and slip his tongue inside, you struggle to maintain your earlier anger. It’s a distraction and you know it is but it’s hard to resist as he starts to move you both back towards your bedroom. He makes quick work of your clothes and by the time your back hits the plush of your mattress you’re both already naked. His mouth finally releases yours to travel down your body, leaving bruises in his wake as he marks you as his.

“Atsu, wait we should, ah-” you start but he quickly shushes you before licking a long stripe up your waiting sex.

“Just relax Angel, let me take care of you. Let your thoughts drift away,” he all but purrs.

You try to focus on the conversation you know the two of you need to have but it slips from your fingers like grains of sand as he brings one hand to your swollen clit and starts rubbing slow circles. Your hands tighten in the sheets as he draws a low, keening whine out of you. His hazel eyes dance with smug satisfaction as he watches you try and fail to form a coherent thought. He doesn’t let up the pressure on your clit for even a moment as he drops his mouth to your waiting cunt and plunges his tongue inside. Your hand flies down to his curly hair on impulse, tangling in the brown locks and gripping tight. Your nails scratch along his scalp and your tight grip tugs at the roots of his hair but he loves the pain of it, knows it’s a sign he’s doing well as he brings up his free hand to add two fingers inside you as well. After so long together he knows your body just as well as you do and it takes no time at all for him to find that one spot inside you that has you seeing stars. Your climax builds and builds until you finally crash through the peaks of your pleasure, walls fluttering around your lover’s tongue and fingers as he coaxes you through your orgasm.

You’ve barely had time to recover from your orgasm before you can feel his erection pressing at your entrance. “W-wait, Atsu, condom,” you pant, shifting in the bed to reach for the bedside drawer but Atsuhiro stops you. “We don’t need it baby, wanna feel closer to you,” he murmurs, pressing kisses along your face as he eases you back down to laying flat on the bed. “But what if-” “You’re on birth control right?” he cuts you off. “I mean yea but-” “Then it’ll be fine, you worry too much.”

Any further protests you might’ve had are immediately silenced as a snap of your boyfriend’s hips has the tip of his cock brushing your cervix. You gasp as your body attempts to adjust to his girth. “You’re taking me so well baby, isn’t this so much better? Feel how close we are. Nothing between us, just as it should be,” he coos and it does feel good, good enough that despite the voice in your head telling you you should be cautious, you only nod and beg for more. The grin Atsuhiro gives you is almost blinding right before he presses his lips to yours, kissing you greedily as he slowly withdraws his hard cock before pushing back inside you again. You whimper and whine into his mouth as he starts to pick up the pace, each thrust more brutal than the last. Eventually he leans back and away from you, shifting your hips so he can plunge himself in deeper, but with his lips no longer occupied with yours he’s free to let his thoughts spill out and into the room:

“Gonna fill you up so well, fuck, my beautiful Angel.”

“You and me forever baby, gonna look so good round with my kids.”

“Taking my cock so well, can’t wait until you’re full of my seed.”

The words wash over you but barely register. There’s no room in your brain left for anything else as Atsuhiro takes over every corner of it. Language becomes a foreign concept to you, barely able to articulate your own pleasure in more than the sinful sounds dripping from your lips, let alone trying to process your boyfriend’s ramblings. His thrusts start getting sloppier as he brings one hand between you both to stroke your clit and push you over the edge with him. “I’m so close angel, I’m so close. Cum with me. Want you to finish with me while I stuff you full of my cum,” he pants and all you can do is nod as the coil in your belly winds tighter and tighter. As you clench harder around him he goes toppling over the edge first, crying out your name as he spills his load inside you. You never would’ve anticipated enjoying it so much but it’s that feeling that sends you over the edge, falling apart around his cock as he finishes filling you with his cum.

He helps you come down from your high with sweet kisses and whispered words of encouragement, but as the haze of lust fades, you start to remember the fight you both were having before. As much as you would like for this to be the kind of thing you can just kiss and make up over, it’s not and you know it’s a conversation that needs to be finished. Looking at your boyfriend as he settles more comfortably on top of you though, you can’t bring yourself to ruin the moment. Sleep is weighing heavy on your eyelids anyway so you resolve yourself to bring it up the next day.

Except the next day ends the same way.

And the day after that.

And the day after that…

Every time you try to bring back up Atsuhiro’s secret double life as Mr. Compress he manages to distract you just long enough to get you back into bed. At first you tell yourself it’s not a big deal that the conversation’s been delayed a couple days, but then it turns into a week. A week of very hot sex, mind you, but if the existence of Atsuhiro’s double life was a red flag then certainly his insistence on avoiding discussing it is an even larger one. After two weeks you finally resolve yourself to talking to him the next morning over breakfast, no distractions and no avoiding the issue with sex. Cooking helps with your nerves, giving you something to do with your hands and a task to focus on to help you ignore your roiling stomach. You end up making almost an entire breakfast buffet by the time Atsuhiro emerges from your shared bedroom to join you in the kitchen.

He barely has time to tell you good morning before you’re rushing him to the table and setting plates full of food down. You know you have to tread carefully so you use the time you both spend eating to organize your thoughts. This time for sure you’ll talk to him. You finally open your mouth to confront Atsuhiro once and for all but as you feel bile start to crawl up your throat what comes out instead is “I think I’m gonna be sick.”

No sooner have you said the words are you shoving away from the table and rushing into the nearest bathroom. You get to the toilet just in time, fingers clutching the rim of the bowl as you violently eject the contents of your stomach into the water below. It burns your throat coming up and your eyes sting, but a warm, comforting presence is by your side in an instant, one hand coming up to rub your back gently as the other pulls your hair away from your face. Only once your stomach is thoroughly emptied does the heaving finally stop and you’re able to sit back and catch your breath. “Are you ok my love? What’s wrong?” Atsuhiro asks with gentle care as he pulls you close. You shake your head, unsure yourself of what had turned your stomach. Sure, you were nervous to talk to Atsuhiro but not that nervous. It can’t have been something you ate since all you’d had was the breakfast you made and you know everything was cooked properly. You rack your brain for an answer only to go rigid when you start to settle on one.

“Atsu what’s the date?”

“The 22nd baby, why?”

Your blood runs cold.

You’d been so preoccupied with figuring out things with Atsuhiro that you hadn’t even noticed how much time was slipping past but there’s no doubt about it. Your period is two weeks late.

“I think I need to go to the doctor,” you whisper. No way in hell you’ll leave this up to a drugstore test. There must be another explanation for your sudden nausea. Sure, you and Atsuhiro had pretty much abandoned condoms. Every time you started to reach for one, he’d remind you how good it felt not to use one the first time and convince you to forgo it again. But you’re on birth control! This isn’t supposed to be possible.

God bless him, Atsuhiro doesn’t press you any further on why exactly you want to go to the doctor instead of trying to find something at home to settle your stomach. He simply helps you off the floor and then grabs the keys to your car so he can drive you to the doctor himself. You’re incredibly grateful that he doesn’t seem to share your nerves. He’s a calming presence next to you as your anxiety kicks into overdrive.

You’d asked Atsuhiro to take a seat without you while you checked into the urgent care. You didn’t want him to hear you describe your symptoms to the nurse waiting there. The kind woman immediately suspects the same thing you do and leads you to the bathroom so you can pee in a cup. She’s sympathetic and reassuring as she tells you to return to the waiting room while the doctor runs the pregnancy test but it does little to soothe your frayed nerves. The air in the waiting room feels oppressive and when your name is finally called to go back and see the doctor, Atsuhiro’s hand in yours is probably the only thing that keeps you grounded. You take a seat on the examination table and instead of moving to sit down in one of the chairs in the room, Atsu stays by your side, whispering reassurances into your ear. “Whatever’s going on I’m here for you my love.”

The doctor strides into the room shortly afterwards, greeting you warmly even if somewhat absentmindedly as she moves to the computer to check for your details. She confirms your date of birth and then after scrolling for a bit her eyes finally land on the results of your test. She smiles and your heart sinks. “Well it looks like congratulations are in order, you’re pregnant!” she exclaims, beaming at you. A lump forms in your throat as tears threaten to fall, anxiety making your hands shake as the weight of the situation starts to crash down on you. The doctor misinterprets your reaction and as she leaves the room to get you pamphlets on what to expect and how best to take care of yourself during your pregnancy, her reassuring words that promise you’ll make a great mother are anything but.

As soon as the doctor leaves the room you break, tears cascading down your cheeks as your chest heaves. Atsuhiro pulls you into his embrace, letting you fall apart in his arms as you come to terms with the news. “I’m not ready to be a mom, I can’t do it on my own,” you cry, hands clenching onto his shirt. “I know my love, I know, but you’ll never be alone as long as you have me. I’m here for you. I’ll always be here for you,” he assures you, pulling you in even closer.

As you continue to cry into his chest, murmuring hiccuping thank you’s between heaving sobs, Atsuhiro can’t help but smile to himself.

He’ll have to remember to thank Dr. Garaki for the fake birth control pills later.

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[hopelesshawks]

I'm a big fan of your work and your Hawks too, the way you write him is adorable. Since your requests are open, what about an extra jealous Hawks x hero reader where they like each other (but they're oblivious) and during a mission another hero (call it fatgum or jeanist or whoever) keeps hitting on her and at the end that hero helps her or rescue her after she gave her best, Hawks was busy doing his job but not busy enough to see everything.

I hope you like my idea! I'm a sucker for hero reader and Hawks. I just think working with him must be cool!

Oh my gosh you’re so sweet thank you anon 🥺❤️ I’m also a sucker for hero reader and Hawks. I love the idea of him being able to work alongside his s/o because work is such a huge part of his life so being able to integrate those two parts of himself would be so major. Anyway! I hope you enjoy this request <3 sorry it took me five years to write 💀 it basically turned into a wholeass fic

Hawks watches you laugh at something Fatgum has said for the third time since you two walked into the gala from inside an HPSC-issued surveillance van and he hates it. He knows you’re just playing the role of Fatgum’s date for this stupid sting operation but that doesn’t mean seeing you hanging off someone else’s arm is any easier. And why did Fatgum have to flirt so much? The other man had been a little too eager to volunteer to be your pretend date and frankly Hawks is still annoyed with the HPSC for mandating he not be the one to go in with you. He’s too known for his stealth capabilities now, they’d said, sending him in would tip the wealthy and suspect hosts of the gala off that the heroes may be on to the shadier side of their business dealings. If you ask Hawks he’s not sure why he’s being punished for being too good at his job when the HPSC are the ones who bragged about it to the public. Still, Hawks is nothing if not professional so he’s kept his mouth shut and his emotions schooled as he monitors the cameras and audio feeds from the event.

He lives up to his namesake as his eyes scour the screens for signs of trouble so he notices immediately when there’s a sudden flurry of activity in the camera by the luxe mansion’s vault. He honed in on it, noting how harried the employees seem as they rush to move something large and heavy from the vault. His eyes narrow as the tarp covering the object slips just long enough for him to spot the metal carrying crate it’s hiding. It’s not hard for him to figure out they must be moving the arms they planned to sell, a quick check of the loading dock cams revealing a truck rapidly being backed into the space. It’s odd. The arms deal isn’t supposed to happen for another week, so why are they in such a rush to get everything out of the house?

His eyes widen as he realizes the true intentions of your and Fatgum’s attendance must have been discovered. Immediately he’s on the comms unit, the static crackling as it takes a second to calibrate itself. Finally Fatgum answers.

“What is it Hawks what’s wrong?”

“You’ve been made, get out.”

Gunfire rings out through the courtyard the gala is being held in and shortly afterwards Hawks’ camera there goes out. He curses, trying to get a hold of Fatgum and you on the comms with no luck. He’s about to go flying in after you when his eyes instinctively go back to the monitor showing the metal cases being hauled out of the vault. Millions of dollars worth of black market weapons and quirk enhancing drugs, all being stacked in the hallway. If it gets to the waiting truck out back it’ll be in the wind. By the time they track down the deal and location again the items will already be back on the market or in the wrong hands. All of the hard work put into this operation will be for nothing.

His heart is terrified for you, wants him to drop everything and soar towards your location to take you away and save you. But he had a job to do and none of you can afford for that truck to get away. So when Hawks makes his way out of the security van, he flies the opposite direction from the gala itself and towards the loading dock instead. He’ll just have to trust that you and Fatgum have things handled on your end.

It’s a good thing Hawks made the call he did. He arrives just in time to stop the truck, round up all of the villains at the dock, and confiscate the contraband. Again he ignores the way his heart yearns to check in on you to make positively certain that the police officers who have arrived have everything covered. Only once they’ve assured him they can take over does he start to walk back towards the courtyard where you’re, hopefully, waiting for him.

The sight waiting for him when he arrives both fills him with relief and makes his heart drop. You and Fatgum both look roughed up but the older pro is entirely focused on you, checking you over for injuries as you rest a hand on his arm and assure him you’re fine. With his wings he can pick up on your conversation long before you notice his approach.

“Relax Taishiro, I’m ok. Thanks to you I might add. Thank god you were there,” you sigh, giving the man in question a reassuring smile.

“Alright but don’t scare me like that again ya hear?” He replies, finally stopping his check over although he doesn’t move out of your space.

“Hear you loud and clear,” you laugh.

It hurts but he swallows it down, turning and heading towards the security van instead of you. You were just fine with Taishiro there, so why should he interrupt the moment just because he harbored unrequited feelings? All that matters to him is that you’re happy and that’s exactly how you looked just now. He wouldn’t ruin that for you. Even if it left him feeling aching and lonely.

“Hawks!”

Keigo startles at the sound of your voice, turning in the direction of its source only to see you rushing towards him, leaving Fatgum behind. He barely has time to register your approach before you’re crashing into him at full speed, almost bowling him over as you wrap him in a tight hug.

“Don’t scare me like that again!” you demand, easing your grip just enough so you can look him in the eye as you say it.

“What? What do you mean, Kid?” Hawks asks, genuinely bewildered.

“Don’t ‘Kid’ me, do you realize how worried I was about you when the comms went out?”

“No? I was fine.”

“But what if you weren’t?”

He’s surprised at the genuine level of emotion in your voice. There was infinitely more evidence that you were the one in trouble so why did you seem just as frantic to check in on him as he’d been to check on you just moments ago?

“I’m fine, ok? You didn’t have to worry about me, you were the one in real danger. I’m glad you got out safe,” he assures you, although his soothing tone is carefully masking his bemusement.

You nod, squeezing him a little tighter for a moment before finally releasing him and stepping away, as if suddenly aware of just how long you’d been hugging him. He selfishly didn’t want it to end but that wouldn’t be fair to you or Fatgum so he doesn’t reel you back in the way he wants to. You seem to come to a realization then, eyes narrowing at Hawks as your worry clears and anger takes its place.

“Hold up, were you about to just leave without saying anything?” you ask incredulously.

Hawks gives you a sheepish goofy smile as he shrugs.

“You and Fatgum were having a moment, I didn’t wanna interrupt!”

His tone is light but the words burn as he says them. The way your brows furrow, head tilting like a confused puppy, doesn’t help matters. God Fatgum is a lucky man.

“What are you talking about bird brain?”

“You don’t have to play dumb, I heard you and Taishiro earlier. I’m happy for you.”

He means it. It hurts but he means it.

“I’m- hold on. Is this because I called him by his first name?” you ask incredulously.

“Yes?”

“I call everyone by their first name,” you huff with a roll of your eyes.

“You don’t call me by mine.”

The words are out of his mouth before he can stop them and he almost immediately wishes he could take them back. They’re too sad, too obvious that he wishes it was him in Fatgum’s place.

“You never told me yours,” you explain softly, starting to realize that you’re missing what feels like a vital piece of this conversation.

“Everyone knows my first name Kid, it was national news,” he chuckles but it tastes bitter. He may not have been conscious when Dabi made the announcement but he still remembers every moment, every curious or judgmental stare, that came afterwards.

“Yea but you didn’t consent to that and you never told me your name,” you insist.

“Oh.”

He doesn’t know what to do with this information. His mind spins as he tries to align all the puzzle pieces he’s suddenly had dropped in his lap in just these past few minutes.

“It’s, uh, it’s Keigo.”

“Welcome to first name privileges Keigo. I didn’t realize they meant that much to you.”

“Yea well, wanted to be part of you and Taishiro’s club. It looked like a lot of fun.”

He means it as a joke but you completely ignore his teasing tone, eyes narrowing as if you’re analyzing Keigo extra hard.

“Keigo?”

His name sounds so perfect coming from your lips.

“Yea?”

“Are you… Jealous?”

Internally he freaks out, heart racing in his chest when he realizes he’s been caught out. Externally he doesn’t flinch.

“Nah, you know me. I’m not the jealous type!”

“Oh well that’s too bad.”

His heart literally stops in his chest, mask cracking for a moment as he looks at you stunned.

“What do you mean, Kid?” he asks hesitantly, voice embarrassingly airy as he speaks.

“Well if you were jealous,” you pause, shoring up all the confidence you can muster to finish your sentence.

“Well if you were jealous it might just mean you like me back, y’know?” you admit with a nervous chuckle.

Keigo closes the distance between you two in just a couple short strides, hands coming up to caress your cheeks as he searches your eyes for any hint of a lie or a joke.

“I was so fucking jealous you wouldn’t believe,” he admits breathlessly and suddenly your lips are crashing together in a kiss you’ve both dreamt of for too long.

From a distance Taishiro watches you both, sees the moment you start to put the pieces together about Keigo’s true feelings. When you and Keigo kiss Taishiro smiles, glad he was right that the two of you just needed a little push.

A/N: AHHHHHH I don’t usually put author’s notes at the bottom of requests but this one ended up so long it seemed fitting. I loved writing this, can’t believe I finally got it out. Thank you so much for being patient

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[hopelesshawks]

Oh, hello there! I like your writing and I wonder if you could write hwaks x reader, their first kiss. Reader is a prohero and they're good friends with Hawks but the sexual tension is there, ohhhh yesss. Please and thank you!

I’m a sucker for friends to lovers so of course! I’m more than happy to write this <3

“Sending him your way!”

“Got it!”

The villain flies back towards you, just high enough is feet can’t touch the ground as several red feathers drag him your way. Once the villain is within reach, you grasp hold of him, flipping him over your shoulder and slamming him to the ground. The force is enough to knock the guy unconscious, his body having crunched through the asphalt beneath him.

“Not bad, Kid,” Hawks grins as he lands beside you.

“You know I hate it when you call me that,” you chuckle, rolling your eyes.

“But nicknames are how I show affection,” he whines in mock offense, golden eyes meeting yours.

“Then come up with a better nickname,” you fire back, your eyes practically lighting up.

“You got any suggestions?“

“I can think of a few.”

“Well I’m all ears babe.”

“I don’t hate that one actually.”

“Oh my GOD just fuck already!” Mirko groans as she approaches with another villain thrown over her shoulder like a sack of flour.

She unceremoniously drops the similarly unconscious villain in her custody on top of his partner, before dusting her hands off. When she turns back to you and Hawks you’re both stuttering excuses and muttering “we’re just friends” under your breaths as your mutual friend rolls her eyes.

Your face feels hot but when you finally manage to drag your eyes back to your best friend, you notice his face is scarlet red. It looks good on him. You almost never see him flustered and frankly it’s adorable. His eyes meet yours again and suddenly you’re both bashful, small smiles settling on your faces.

“Oh my god you’re both disgusting,” Mirko groans, pretending to gag, “I’ll wrap things up here. You two get out of here and do whatever it is you two do other than be disgustingly oblivious.”

You and Hawks allow yourselves to be shooed away, making your way to his agency to get started on the paper work. Your face still feels hot from Mirko’s teasing. It’s not the first time she’s ribbed you about Hawks but it’s the first time she’s done so in front of him. No matter how much she insists, the two of you are just friends, even if a tiny part of you wishes she were right. Watching how red Hawks had gotten at the teasing had made your heart speed up in your chest and now, sitting a little closer than is strictly platonic while you both do paperwork together, part of you believes that maybe Mirko isn’t as crazy as you tell her she is.

“Something on my face?” Hawks asks, smirking as his eyes meet yours.

You hadn’t even realized you’d been staring and it immediately flusters you to have been caught. You fake a cough and clear your throat to stall for time as you collect yourself.

“No, no I was just thinking about something, sorry. Didn’t mean to seem like I was staring,” you quickly recover.

“But you were, right?” he asks.

“I was what?”

“Staring.”

“What? No! I was just thinking!”

“About?”

“What Mirko said.”

He looks nervous suddenly. You don’t see it in his face, Hawks is way too good at maintaining a mask for that, but you can see it in his eyes. You know him better than anyone else and it hits you suddenly that as much as you two “platonically” flirt, he’s got close to zero experience in this area.

“Oh right, she’s, uh, pretty crazy right?” he chuckles but it’s breathy and betrays his nerves.

“Yea, totally crazy,” you reply, leaning a little further into his space.

Your heart races so quickly you swear you can feel it in your face. Your faces are only centimeters apart, so close you can feel his breath ghosting across your lips.

“No idea what she’s talking about,” he mumbles, forehead coming to rest against yours.

“Couldn’t agree more.”

You’re not sure which of you finally closes the distance, but when your lips meet it feels like coming home. You both melt into it, sighing into each other as your hand finds its way to the back of his neck and his find their way to your waist. He pulls you in towards him until you’re practically in his lap, clutching you tightly. Your lips move together in perfect sync, not parting for even a second until your lungs demand it. When you do you don’t go far, resting your foreheads together as you both catch your breath.

“Or maybe she has a point?” Keigo chuckles nervously.

“Yea, I’m pretty sure she has a point,” you laugh, pressing your lips to his again.

“Go out with me on our next day off. Whenever the fuck that’ll be,” he mumbles against your lips.

“I’d love nothing more.”

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#this made me so happy to write tbh ahhh he’s so adorable I love him #hhrequests #hawks x reader #hawks x y/n #keigo takami x y/n #keigo takami x reader

[hopelesshawks]

Hiyah! Saw your requests were open! If you are feeling up for it, can I make a smut request for Hawks x Winged pro hero! Reader (female pronouns preferred) like she's so strong and powerful hes just amazed she's his and all he wants is to get her home?

(Feeling a wee bit down at work and could use a confidence boost)

But only if you are up for it!

Aww, I’m sorry work’s got you down Love. Whatever it is I’m sure you’ll push through it. In the mean time I’m happy to take your request <3 I noticed on your profile you’ve got an OC with black and white wings 👀 so I used her wings as the basis for reader’s.

Sorry it took me a minute but I hope you enjoy ❤️

This is work is 18+, mdni

Warnings: fem!reader, fingering (f!receiving), oral (f!receiving), squirting, implied unprotected sex, implied overstimming

Hawks presses his finger to the comms unit in his ear, tapping it a couple times until the static has cleared.

“Villain is headed your way fast,” he alerts you, already racing that direction.

It’s rare he finds himself up against someone who can keep up with his speed but nevertheless Hawks pushes himself to go faster and faster to try and close the gap between him and the robber. He grits his teeth as he continues to surge forward when suddenly something crashes into the robber at full speed, a gray blur of a comet knocking the guy out of the sky. Hawks blinks in surprise before chuckling and letting himself descend to the ground.

By the time he lands you’re already forcing the perp into a pair of handcuffs.

“Not bad,” he teases as you stand up to your full height, black and white wings stretching out on either side and making you look even more imposing.

“Shouldn’t you be thanking me? You were about to get left in the dust,” you scoff.

“Hey, dude was fast,” Hawks shrugs.

“I was faster,” you smirk.

“That you were.”

Hawks’ gaze is heated, you know that look and it has your face heating up to match. You rolls your eyes at him but he just raises one eyebrow, daring you to resist what you know is an inevitability. Someone clears their throat next to you, the officer who’ll be taking the villain in, and it breaks you and Hawks’ moment as you shift back into work mode. Even still you can feel Hawks’ golden eyes boring into you the whole time you’re wrapping things up.

He pounces on you literally the minute you enter your shared apartment.

His mouth is hot on yours, practically devouring you as you can’t help but sink into him.

“You’re incorrigible, you know that?” you chuckle as you let his impatient hands strip you both of your clothes.

“You love it,” he smirks against your lips, one hand dropping to your already dripping sex, “your body gives you away.”

You can’t help but gasp as his fingers graze along your slit, collecting your slick before deftly pushing two inside you. His other hand goes up to tweak your hardened nipples, pinching and pulling at the sensitive nubs until you’re keening. His mouth drops to your neck as he starts pumping his fingers in and out of you. You reach for his dick but he bats your hand away.

“Let me reward you for a job well done, Dove,” he hums before slipping to his knees in front of you.

Your breath catches in your throat as you watch him kneel in front of you, his fingers never stopping their steady rhythm in and out of your clenching pussy as he pulls your clit into his mouth. He sucks hard on the sensitive bundle of nerves, humming in satisfaction as it makes you cry out above him. He slips a third finger into your tight hole with ease, fingers curling as he searches for that One Spot inside you he knows will drive you wild. You feel more than see him smirk when he finally finds it, dragging his fingers along it so hard you swear you see stars for a moment.

Keigo practically milks your g-spot for all it’s worth as his tongue continues to lave attention onto your sensitive clit. He swirls his tongue around the bundle of nerves before sucking hard just as he applies more delicious pressure to the spongy spot inside you and your vision goes white as your orgasm crashes over you, clear fluid gushing from your aching cunt as you chant his name like a prayer.

He withdraws his fingers from inside you but they just shift to your clit as he rises again, pressing a kiss to your lips as his free hand moves to your thigh. He lifts your leg, giving himself better access as he lines his throbbing erection up with your waiting hole.

“What do you think baby,” he starts, his voice a low rasp as he smirks at you, “think you can give me one more?”

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[hopelesshawks]

hi i just saw the haikyuu request with a theme of "ur bf had to kiss the most attractive person in the room and he didnt kiss u so his friend" and if you're up for it i would really love seeing a similar one with mha peeps! (specfically hawks and dabi omg)

Ohhh ok, I got you! For simplicity’s sake I’m gonna make this a quirkless college au and reader’s boyfriend is not a BNHA character

In reference to this post

Your boyfriend flubs “Kiss the most attractive person in the room” ft. Hawks and Dabi

Hawks

“I dare you to kiss the most attractive person in the room!”

You roll your eyes as soon as the words are out of your friend’s mouth. She sends you a wink as you turn towards your boyfriend but the next thing you know his arm is slipping from its place around your shoulders as he instead moves to some girl you vaguely recognize from his psych class. Your mouth drops open as he goes to kiss her, although the girl quickly ducks away, her eyes bouncing anxiously between you and your boyfriend.

“Uh, uhm shouldn’t you be kissing them?” the girl asks sheepishly.

Your boyfriend rolls his eyes, not the least bit apologetic about his actions.

“The dare said kiss the most attractive person in the room, so that’s what I did. There’s no hard feelings, right babe?” he prompts, returning to your side and having the gall to wrap his arm around you again.

You stare at him in shock, words failing you as you try to fathom what would possess him to think that’s ok. Sure, he’d made a few comments in the past about ways you could “refine” your appearance but you never would’ve imagined he’d do something this low.

“We should keep the game going,” your friend coughs awkwardly.

“I’ll go next,” another voice pipes up and when your head snaps to the sound you find Keigo leaning in the doorway of the room.

You can’t tell how much he saw or heard but you know him well enough to know that his classic, charismatic smile is masking a simmering anger.

“Oh ok, well truth or-“

“Dare. In fact I’ll take the same dare as he just did,” Keigo smirks.

“Uhh, kiss the most attractive person in the room?” your friend offers hesitantly.

Without hesitation Keigo moves to sit on your opposite side, paying no attention to your boyfriend before leaning into your space with a smirk. Your eyes widen comically as you realize what’s happening but at the last minute Keigo shifts to press a kiss to the corner of your mouth instead of onto your lips properly. You can hear your boyfriend getting upset but it feels a million miles away, your attention entirely on Keigo. He’s still so close that his lips brush against your skin when he speaks.

“Don’t worry Dove, the first time I kiss you properly won’t be while you’re seeing someone else and it definitely won’t be on a dare,” he whispers, before pulling back with a smug look.

“What the fuck is your problem?” Your boyfriend sneers while you try to will your heartbeat to slow down, eyes still trained on Keigo.

“What? There’s no hard feelings, right babe?”

Dabi

“Oh my god Touya, let him go,” you gasp, pulling your friend’s arm insistently.

Your protests go ignored. If anything Touya’s grip on your boyfriend’s throat gets tighter as his eyes narrow at him.

“Are you blind or just fucking stupid?” Touya spits and you have to admit it’s a little satisfying watching your boyfriend shrink beneath your friend’s gaze.

“I- I- I-“

“You, you, you what? Have severe fucking brain damage? You’re dating the hottest person on this whole shitty fucking campus. What they see in you eludes me constantly. But you still think that shit was funny? If you’re not gonna use your eyes I may as well rip them out of your fucking skull.”

“Enough!” you huff again.

You finally manage to pry Touya away although his entire body language still screams fight. You pull him behind you so you can face your boyfriend instead, although Touya continues to give him a death glare over your shoulder.

“Thank you, he’s insane. You know it was just a joke, right baby?”

“No, no we’re breaking up, I just don’t feel like bailing Touya out of jail tonight. Fuck you.”

On that final note you spin on your heel and pull a very smug looking Touya with you out of the room.

“God I can’t believe I dated that lo-“

Your words are cut off by Touya’s lips on yours as he pulls you into him and then promptly presses you against the nearest wall. It literally drives the air from your lungs as his lips move against yours hungrily. When he does pull away he’s got his trademark smirk on and it takes a second for you to get your breath back.

“What was that for?”

“Figured the actual most attractive person in the room deserved a kiss. Don’t you?”

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[hopelesshawks]

Heyyy bestie how about some headcanons of brat taming for Hawks, Bakugo, Dabi, and Shoto from bnha~

I gib kith youre so amazing mwah <3

It’s been awhile since I did headcanons why do I find them harder than longer writing lmao so Imma have to dust off the rust for this one but anything for you love.

Reader is gender neutral

This post is 18+, minors dni

Warnings: dom/sub relationships, degradation, mention of edging, overstimulation, spanking, choking, degradation, dacryphilia, oral sex (m!receiving)

Brat Taming Headcanons!!

Hawks

I know a lot of people see Keigo as a hard dom but I really can’t

Bird boy has been so starved of love and treated with such cruelty and neglect growing up I don’t think he could really bring himself to be harsh with a partner

So he’s not going to order you into submission really if you’re being bratty, he’ll be more cunning than that

Hawks is the type to think “I giveth, and I taketh away”

If you say you can do better than him he’ll lean back and smirk at you and tell you to do it yourself then (with him watching of course)

When you inevitably fail to pleasure yourself he’ll be super teasing and condescending about helping you out

“Poor little Dove, can’t even make yourself cum huh? Just can’t do anything without me.”

Or when you’re talking shit he’ll make you think he’s conceding to you only for him to overstimulate or edge you until you’re begging for him to stop

“But I thought this is what you wanted Dove” head ass

Overall an absolute Menace(tm), the easiest physically but don’t think he’s got you any less wrapped around his finger by the end of the night

Bakugo

Now Bakugo absolutely can and will get rough with you if you’re being a brat, with his actions and his words

Especially if you’re also a pro because then he knows you can take it

Will slam you up against walls, hand around your throat, growling, teeth bared

Absolutely down to spank you until you’re a mewling mess, degrading you the whole time

“Look how turned on yer gettin’. Fuckin’ brat. Actin’ so tough when really you’re just a whore beggin’ to be punished”

But Bakugo doesn’t like being mean contrary to what many people seem to think

So once you do submit? Man is he gonna take care of you

Because Bakugo likes a challenge, thinks it’s fun when you put up a fight instead of submitting to him by default

He likes feeling like he earned your submission, so once you submit he’s not punishing you anymore, just reminding you exactly why it is you enjoy being his good little submissive in the first place

From pet name (derogatory) to pet name (affectionate)

Dabi

Definitely the roughest/most unrelenting of this group

Probably another one who’s very into degradation

Not afraid to use his quirk in bed to get you to submit though he will stop short of leaving lasting damage

Makes you choke on his cock with zero (0) regard for your gag reflex

He will absolutely tease you about how turned on you’re getting from being put in your place

Won’t even think about touching you until he’s satisfied you’ve learned your lesson

Just getting you to submit isn’t enough, he’s not stopping until you’re crying and begging for forgiveness

Then you’re probably getting overstimulated until it literally hurts

Knows he’s hard with you so absolutely will engage in the longest aftercare to make sure you’re ok and bring you back down

Because he knows you’ll do the same when it’s his turn to be controlled

Shouto

The most condescending ass bitch of all time when you try to brat, you cannot tell me any different

I feel like generally he’s pretty gentle, y’know soft touches and caring words

And then you start being a brat and mans full on rolls his eyes

“Really? This again? We both know how this ends. You don’t really think this is a fight you can win do you?” 

Punishes you with a straight face, seeming entirely unaffected but is hard as a rock the whole time

Will use his quirk for temperature play but not to the extremes where you’re getting burned or frostbite, just enough heat and chill to make you extra sensitive~~

Absolutely is petty enough that you’re just not gonna get to cum that night. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. Better luck next time

Like he’s not even quite edging you, that’s more stimulation than you deserve, his hands are not going anywhere near your sex

he’s gonna leave you turned on and wanting with no satisfaction

Come correct in the morning and he’ll take care of you properly but he’ll be reminding you the whole time that the pleasure you’re getting is because he was generous enough to forgive you

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