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varukaart · 26 days

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Night patrol 🌙

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kleftiko · 1 year

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❦ FAMILY MEN

ft. aizawa, hawks, bakugo, dabi

MASTERLIST

—aizawa

your daughter looked up at eri as she taught the younger girl how to style hair clips and accessories. your daughter was just over a year old, curious about things but not good with coordination, so eri enjoyed being the big sister and teaching her all about fashion. and who was the model for her cosmetology lessons? none other than your husband, shota. there was nothing his girls couldn’t get away with, so he sat patiently as he graded work on the floor as they tugged and pulled on his black locks. every once in a while there was a wince or grimace on his face because they weren’t that gentle, but he didn’t say anything. you silently laughed watching them from across the room, thinking that you couldn’t have chosen a better man.

—hawks

the habitual babbling of your little boy rang through the kitchen. you looked up at the clock because you knew your boyfriend would be coming home around this time. it seemed your son was starting to get a sense of time by figuring out when his dad came back everyday. and just as planned, the front door flew open, and a rush of red flew in front of you, straight to the highchair as keigo lifted your son. the air was instantly filled with giggles and kisses as the hero greeted his pride and joy. for a minute you were an afterthought, going back to your work until he gave you a few sweet kisses in greeting, son still in his arms.

“can we have a girl next?” he asked and you smiled at him sarcastically.

“can i have a ring?”

—bakugo

you heard him shouting from the other room.

“don’t put that in your mouth! give me that!”

your daughter babbled in the same tone right back at him. despite not knowing how to speak yet, she gave her dad the exact same amount of attitude that he dished out. you were curious and apprehensive to see when she grew up.

“don’t talk to me that way!”

“katsuki!” you called. “keep it down.”

your husband emerged from the room, holding a freshly changed daughter on his hip who was muching happily on a clean diaper.

“she started it.” he grumbled and you rolled your eyes at his beef with an eight month old. “anyway, i—ow, shit!”

your daughter had bit his shoulder, obviously preferring her dad over the diaper.

—dabi

“i’m home!” you called but got no reply. you kicked off your shoes and went searching for your boys, only to find them in your bedroom. both were napping on the bed, dabi curled his body around his son as if to protect him from the world. your little boy had one hand grasping his dad’s shirt tightly, the other grabbing at dabi’s mouth, some fingers having pulled his lip down a bit. your heart melted at the sight, and you immediately sighed. your instinct was to curl up with them and hold them, but you couldn’t bring yourself to disturb them so you just watched fondly for a couple minutes before dabi’s eyes naturally fluttered open. he blinked a bit before noticing you.

“if he doesn’t get his hand out of my mouth i’m burning him.”

“toya, no.”

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90ekz · 1 year

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dear god, keigo fucking loves eating pussy.

he was never a huge fan of giving oral until he met you, but the first time that your plush, thick pussy pushed against his tongue and he struggled to breathe? he’d gripped the sheets with a strangled “oh fuck-” and came right in his pants.

you pulled off him, slightly alarmed from the choked off noise, but you found yourself grinning as he whined at the loss of contact of your wet cunt to his lips.

“mmm, fuck—nah don’t run away, take my tongue like you want to baby..”

and now keigo refuses to fuck you unless he’s made you cum on his tongue at least twice. it’s so annoying, cause he’ll interrupt you at any time with that gentle smile, annoying you until you humor him.

“cmon ma, i’ll make it so good, you know i will.”

keigo really does it more for himself than he does for you. it makes his cock throb deliciously, and his head fill with fog. your pussy does insane things to him, he’d kill to have his tongue lapping at your clit 24 hours a day.

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nightfall-kachiniko · 8 months

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You and keigos relationship is so funny I swear yall be like:

You’d send keigo a video of someone making coffee and be like “does this turn you on?”

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keikiri-kitten · 3 months

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Keigo would absolutely hate to have you as his plus one at award shows. Seeing you dressed to the nines has his wings a puffy, unruly mess and him thanking his seamstress for always making his pants a bit baggy. A word of advice? Get some clothes you don’t mind losing because when you two make it home, he’s tearing it off of you 🤩

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angelltheninth · 7 months

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BNHA Men + Handling Scary Movies

Pairing: Izuku, Bakugo, Shoto, Kirishima, Mirio, Keigo, Dabi, Aizawa, Tomura x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, cuddles, nightmares, comfort, kissing, horror movies, crying, teasing

A/N: A tiny bit Halloween themed for the spooky month!

Izuku lets you know he hates them right away, he doesn't want to even try acting otherwise. Acting brave also goes out the window as soon as the first scary scene happens. He's not just holding your hand, he is fully in your lap, holding onto you for dear life through the whole movie. You also discover that he us indeed a screamer.

Bakugo doesn't react much to the scary scenes in the movie. In his opinion horror movies are pretty dumb, besides he could easily overpower any bad guy in the movie so there's no reason for him to be scared even if it was real. If he sees that you're scared he won't tease you about it while watching the movie, maybe after, but while you're watching he'll put his arm around you as a protective gesture.

Shoto holds your hand the whole time while feeding you popcorn with the other. The bowl doesn't even have finished popcorn, he uses his Quirk to make it which distracts you from how scary the movie you're watching really is. Good, so his plan is working as intended then, he was afraid you wouldn't want to watch it with him but you're handing it well.

Kirishima acts tough at the start but turns out to be quite jumpy at the scary scenes. His Quirk can act up too but he says it's just his instincts to protect you. Not wanting to embarrass him, even if he's being real cute, you ask him to cuddle with you cause you're scared. It works like a charm and his arms are wrapping you up against his body, his chin against your shoulder before the next scary scene can come up.

Mirio doesn't understand the appeal of scary movies. He's not opposed to watching them with you as date night but they don't have any real impact on him. Regardless he will lean in to kiss your cheek if he hears you yelp or sees you shiver in fear. These movies seem to make you quite clingy, and you already know that he is clingy too, so that is the one positive thing he can say about them.

Keigo likes horror movies but he is really selective over which ones he watches. More into the older ones that he watched as a kid if he were honest, they aren't actually scary to him but some scenes do make you jump. He uses his wings to shield your eyes when he knows a jumpscare is coming up and he also wraps one wing around you as protection.

Dabi can watch a horror movie or two but he's more in it for the chance to tease you. Even if you're not that much of a scaredy cat if you're with him it's still fun to cuddle with you and whisper in your ear about how adorable you are when you're scared. You know that nothing can touch you when he's around right? Nothing and no one... except for him.

Aizawa doesn't react to many scenes but he thinks it's entertaining for what it's supposed to be. The only thing he has against these movies is that they give you, and some of his students, nightmares so he has to walk up and down the hallway of the dorms to make sure everyone is actually sleeping. In your case he will stay up all night if he has to, holding and kissing you, wiping your scared tears away as soon as they come.

Tomura loves horror movies a lot and watches them pretty often. He will often say how stupid a plot point or a villain choice was and what he would have done but he still likes a lot of the movies he watches. They're dumb fun for him and he loves things that entertain him. It's why he loves you too, with all you funny and cute reactions and holding onto his shirt or the sleeve through the whole movie.

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mysicklove-main · 1 year

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𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐋𝐘

Pairing: Father! Hawks x Mother! Reader

Word Count: 1.5K

Warnings: Fluff! Little bits of threatening, anxiety, Protective! Reader

Summary: Keigo has the bright idea to convince his son to jump off a balcony. You dont react too well.

“Alright, kid, on the count to three, jump. Are you ready?” The trainee looks down and gulps. He nods his head hesitantly. “One…Two..”

“KEIGO!” You scream as you burst open the door to see your four-year-old standing atop the balcony rail, hundreds of feet from the concrete ground.

The child, startled by the interaction, stumbles forward, and your heart drops. Time seems to slow down as you watch his still chubby face contort from shock to fear. Your eyes widen, and you try to race forward and grab him, but nevertheless, you are too late.

The horrific moment was over in less than three seconds because the young boy is being pulled back immediately with ten red feathers. Keigo gently places the boy in your arms (knowing if he grabbed his son, you would immediately take the small boy from him), and the smaller carbon copy of Keigo begins to sob into your chest.

Your heart thumps as you clutch the child closer to you. Keigo uses one of his feathers to brush a tear away from your face that you didn’t know had formed. When the red feather leaves your skin, your panic turns to anger as you glare at your husband. He lets out a sheepish smile. “I was teaching him how to fly?”

“By allowing him to jump off the top of our apartment building? Are you out of your mind? He is four!” You scold, and the child in your arms continues to sob. You run your fingers through his blonde hair, hoping to provide some sort of comfort from that traumatic event.

Keigo scratches the back of his neck. “Well, that’s how I learned. And look at me. I turned out alright! C’mon you know this, birds must push their children out of the nest in order to fly!” Your son's sobs turn into quiet whimpers as he calms down.

He began to step closer toward you, the recognizable “forgive me” smile plastered on his face. You glare at your husband. “Yeah, and birds also chew their food up and feed it from their mouth to their children, you wanna do that too?”

The two males make the exact same disgusted face, except, of course, one is way cuter than the other. “Mama, that’s gross!” He whines and begins to squirm in your arms. You sigh and set him down, and the young boy races over to his father, who grins at him.

“I want to fly! Like Dada!” His tiny red wings begin to twitch, a sign that he finally has control over them, and his father nods in agreement. Although being so high up from the ground made the young boy nervous, he only cried because he wasn’t ready to jump. He truly wants to fly!

Keigo scoops the boy up, and the two turn to you and use their favorite puppy dog eyes, and you sigh. Unlike usual, the boys won this battle. “Fine.” Two golden eyes light up. “But.” They cringe. “No jumping off balconies. Let’s go to the park and find a tree or something. And we are gearing you up little bird.” The two make eye contact with one another, before coming to a consensus. They nod.

The poor baby bird looks ridiculous. Under your command, he was forced to wear a helmet, goggles, knee pads, and elbow pads. Keigo was right there, too; if anything happened, he would be able to catch your son without a second thought. But he was trying not to piss you off, so he let his son look a little ridiculous. He did have to hold back his laughs to not embarrass the young boy, though.

The little blonde was on the top of the tree, this time way more confident than on the balcony. His mother and father were there, he can see the ground, and if he falls, it won’t hurt too bad with all the gear. He was determined to fly. He clutches onto the branch as he waits for his father's instructions.

You sway uncomfortably as you stare at your near toddler on top of that 50-foot tree that Keigo carefully placed him on. It didn’t feel right instinctually, but for some reason or another, your husband decided to put your son on the tallest tree he could find. “Relax, Mama Bird. He is going to be fine. I mean, with all the gear you got him in, he could fall 100 feet, and he will still be alright.”

You look over at your son, who is fixing his dinosaur helmet, and sigh. Sure, it may be a little extreme, but if your son is jumping off a tree, you are willing to go the extreme. Besides, he looks adorable. “Your dramatics are going to be the end of me,” You tease but giggle for the first time being out here. Only he knows how to make you feel better.

He smiles at your laugh and wraps his arm around your waist, knowing you are beginning to cool off from your initial anger. He presses a kiss to your temple. “You love it,” He murmurs, and you don’t disagree.

The four-year-old upset that the attention has left him, frowns from above. “Can I fly now, Dada?”

“You ready kid?” He calls in return.

“Yes!” He moves his goggles from his forehead and onto his golden eyes—small red wings flap in excitement.

“Alright, you know the drill. Don’t be nervous. We are down here if anything happens, yeah?" The boy nods. "Good. On the count of three.” You grip onto Keigo and gulp, probably more nervous than your son. He rubs your arm in comfort, but even he is meticulously placing his feathers around the tree, ready to cling to the boy at any moment. It was more than his father did for him. “One…Two…Three!”

The young blonde runs to the side of the branch and jumps, successfully missing the other branches from hitting him on his way down. His wings begin to flap, but not hard enough to keep him up. He is still falling fast.

Your heartbeat picks up, and the two of you tense as you watch your son come closer and closer to the grass. After a second of no progress, you begin to freak out. “G-Grab him!” You push at your husband, who is watching with a stone face.

“Keigo!”

“Wait.” He whispers, and you stare at him in horror. Your son’s eyes widen when he sees the ground getting closer and closer.

As a survival instinct, about 10 feet from the ground, the small bird opens his wings as wide as they can go and beats as hard as he can. He does this twice, and suddenly he isn’t falling anymore. It takes some effort to get used to flapping his wings hard enough to carry his body weight, but after a couple of seconds of staying in place, he is able to fly upward.

You’re still trying to process the situation when Keigo starts laughing. “That's my boy!” He yells as the young bird begins to fly clumsily in circles.

Then, your husband beats his wings and begins to fly up after him. You are stuck staring at the two birds flying like lunatics. The boy, much lower to the ground, looks toward you for your approval. “Look Mama! Look!”

“I see! You’re flying just like Dada!” He smiles that child-like smile that causes your heart to throb and nods at you from above. While focusing on you, the little boy fails to look ahead of him at the large tree he is flying rapidly toward. You gasp and begin to shout, but your husband, quick as ever, quickly cuts in front of the boy and leads him away, back to open air. You sigh in relief, but still, you can tell the next period of your life with the new skill development, your hair is going to gray.

Suddenly, familiar red feathers are scoping you up and are sending you flying toward the older blonde. He stands straight in the air as he monitors his son and plops you into his arms bridal style. He leans forward and nuzzles your cheek. “See, told ya he will be alright.”

“You got lucky, Bird; I swear if anything happened to him, I would–”

“Kill me. Yeah yeah, I know, I know. I wish you were that protective over me. Kids making me jealous,” He fake whines, and you roll your eyes.

“Don’t whine. You know I’m just as protective over you too. You have heard me threaten Endeavor about keeping an eye on you.” This time he rolls his eyes and laughs, remembering that event.

Your son does a circle around a tree and continues to giggle like he is having the time of his life. With him distracted, you lean upward toward your lover, and he, in turn, leans down. Just when he is about to press his lips to yours, you pause. Keigo frowns. “If I ever see my son jumping off a balcony again, I will do much worse than kill you. Do you understand?” You purr venomously into his mouth.

He lets out a sheepish, almost afraid laugh and nods immediately. You smile innocently and press your lips to his.

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lonelystarrs · 1 year

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Golden Boy

Keigo Takami x FemReader

He’d never let you down, even when his insecurities bit at his heels you’d still come first. -literally. On the outside he was Hawks but to you he was Keigo Takami, your golden boy.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI • smut • tooth rotting fluff • much love for our sunshine boy • SubKeigo • established relationship •

This man never failed you.

In fact you were fully confident that this man wasn’t capable of ever disappointing or letting you down, he’d never fail you as long as he could draw breath… and with his determination and dedication he’d come back as a freakin ghost and still try from the life beyond.

There were moments where you’d watch him and tear up -his silly antics, that sunshine smile and that golden glow he carried just made your heart swell with so much emotion it simply made you cry.

He warmed your soul.

Your favourite thing was waking up to him with the sunlight coming through the window, illuminating his golden eyes and hair, that soft smile on his face with his messy locks against the white pillows.

He always looked so ethereal, so innocent and this was Keigo Takami.

Not Hawks, not the second ranking pro hero.

He was always Keigo with you, that’s who you fell in love with.

Your golden boy.

How he always made sure you woke up to him in the mornings because it was his time that he needed with you, that grounding moment that someone accepted him as Keigo and not just as Hawks. He never wanted you to feel alone, he never wanted you waking up to an empty bed. So he’d always start a little later in the mornings these days, or he’d be home from night patrol before you rose. He loved those days the best, lazing with you during the day after his 12 hour night shifts.

He felt normal, felt accepted and he felt loved. Lazy mornings in bed with you, you’d make him breakfast and good coffee -not that canned stuff he used to function during his patrols.

There were no arguments, no lack of communication, he never snapped at you or pushed you away. He respected everything about you and in return you gave him what he lacked his whole life. Love, comfort, trust and adoration for him -Keigo Takami, not just as the pro hero Hawks.

No matter how badly he was injuried or how tired he was, he’d always smile and assure you he was okay. He’d just watch you make a fuss over him and he’d smile at you, with all the patience in the world despite him running on fumes. If he asked for space you gave it to him, but he’d always reassure you it wasn’t because of you.

There were many times this man made you well up with his moments of love or vulnerabilities.

Like now for example-

“Is m-my cock good, dove?”

His voice almost pleading you like he was hoping he was good enough for you -that he was enough.

Tears welled in the corners of his eyes, he’d already cum once, his cum was filling you making the hugging of your walls rubbing his sensitive head almost unbearable. It was so wet, so fucking sloppy.

His voice broke, his hands on your hips as you sank yourself down onto his thick cock again, before rotating them in a circle. He watched you above him in a panting mess, pink dusting across your face as you rode him so fucking beautifully. Your legs were shaking, arms starting to tremble but you’d never looked so pretty to him.

“Is my dick good for you, dove? Are you -hah- y’enjoying it?”

The tears fell from those beautiful golden eyes from being overstimulated and he wasn’t far off filling you again. His cum mixed with yours was aiding your pussy to suck him back in each time you rolled your hips, when he’d looked down to watch his cock disappear into your cunt again he watched the cum leak out and collect at the base of his cock.

He was pretty sure it was running down his ass at this point, it only added to how messy and passionate this was. He felt so much at the moment, physically and emotionally he couldn’t even stop the tear that slid down his cheek and disappeared into his golden locks.

You were always here for him, always so keen to love him without limit and he needed it today -he needed you.

You leaned forward cupping his face.

God he was so beautiful, messy hair, glazed golden eyes as he looked at you with so much softness, hope and love you felt like you could burst.

Even in his moments of insecurity -he was still thinking about you and your needs.

“It’s perfect Kei, you’re perfect.” You breathed out, bracing your arms on his chest as you still cupped his face, spreading your legs a little further either side of him and bouncing yourself on his cock.

Keigo whimpered under you, his cock flexing in you as he started rolling his hips to match you.

You cooed at him, praising him for who he was and how good his cock filled you, how you’d never tire of him.

And how much you-

“-I love you, I love you.”

You pressed your lips to his, chanting your love for him against his mouth in slurs as his thick tip hit in that spot in you that made your toes curl, fingers curled against his cheeks as you panted against his lips. Your thrusting started to falter as you found that spot, becoming desperate as you sought to cum again around him.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, shifting himself so his feet braced against the mattress and he began to thrust upwards into you. His golden eyes never leaving yours, noses pressed together and keeping his lips to yours as he spoke; not letting any distance get between you as he started to rut into you.

“Y-yeah? Then cum for me, give it to me, c’mon kid. I can feel that pussy sucking me in, give it up.”

Despite his change of attitude he still had those glassy eyes watching you, his thrusting turned nasty as he rolled his hips into you beautifully.

“Kei -I’m cumming -I’mcummin’ please please, yes yes yes -oh fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“S’it kid fucking give it to me,”

Your hips pressed into his as he felt your body spasm and tense, and he held you through it slowing his thrusts so you could ride it out and come down beautifully.

He released you, you fell forward onto him and his hands moving to grip handfuls of your ass and forced you to bounce on him to meet his thrusts.

“M’gonna fill this pussy up again dove,”

He mumbled against your lips, you took the opportunity to kiss him, tongue meeting his in a wet kiss, muffling his moans as he whined into you. Pinning his hips up as releasing into you again, you swallowed his slurring of words as he came in you and you rolled your hips to ride him through it whilst he stuffed himself into you, his hips lifting off the bed.

He fell back to it with heavy breathing and his hand fell to his side, the other shakily rising up to run through his hair pushing it back from sticking to his face.

You slumped forward onto him, his dick softening in you as you let him cock warm.

The room filled with your laboured breathing, your hearts thumping through your rib cages against each other as if they were talking.

Keigo recovered quicker than you, turning his head to press into your hair, nuzzling into you he wrapped his arms around yours giving you a squeeze.

“Love you songbird,”

“Hmm, love you too golden boy.”

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obitohno · 1 year

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first-time dad! keigo who presses his lips to the swollen curve of your stomach with the promise to give his unborn offspring the childhood that he never had.

first-time dad! keigo who tries—and fails—to be subtle with his pandering, often waking you in the middle of the night when your breath pauses for a second too long, brows knitted with worry.

first-time dad! keigo who accompanies you to hospital appointments, and stares at the monitor, glossy-eyed and enamoured by the tiny thump, thump, thump of his baby’s heartbeat.

first-time dad! keigo who, later that night, burrows beneath the covers with you by his side, and dreams of the future that is to come, the spread of his palm warming your skin as he nuzzles at your pulse.

first-time dad! keigo who frequently litters your changing body with affection, the press of his fingers gentle as he tests the weight of your milk-laden breasts, humming an answering moan when you keen the syllables of his name.

first-time dad! keigo who is determined to show you just how much he adores the marks that stretch along the expanse of your hips and the patch of curls that have taken home between your legs now that you can no longer reach to tame them.

first-time dad! keigo who makes love to you on the nights that sleep evades you, chuckling when the mood is broken when he titters a calming symphony that has your unborn babe responding in kind with a swift kick to your ribs.

first-time dad! keigo who taps the tips of his fingers to your belly, irises gleaming the colour of liquid gold with unabashed excitement that renders him giddy, because, fuck, he can’t wait to meet you.

first-time dad! keigo who, despite his meticulous preparations, finds that, actually, he isn’t at all ready for when the day of your child’s birth finally arrives, horror paling his cheeks a worrying shade of white when your waters break.

first-time dad! keigo who looks a little green, overwhelmed with a flurry of mind-reeling emotions when he smoothes away the sweat-soaked hairs that stick to your forehead as the crooks of your fingers tighten around his own, straining as you finally bless him with the perfect bundle of joy.

first-time dad! keigo who, whilst you slip into the arms of slumber, counts ten tiny fingers and ten minuscule toes before he’s then blinded by his own affections that roll down the apples of his cheeks in rivets, a singular droplet landing on the tip of a perfectly small nose.

first-time dad! keigo who brushes his lips to the wisps of those finely curled hairs that match the colour of his own, greedily inhaling the new scent of life that intermingles with the taste of freshly fed milk. and there, he whispers a promise of an unconditional love that wasn’t gifted to him until the day he met you.

#♡ jordy is writing ♡#mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha fluff #bnha fluff #hawks x reader #hawks x you #hawks fluff #soft hawks #keigo x reader #keigo x you #keigo fluff #soft keigo #keigo takami x reader

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mirukosbitchywife · 1 year

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hawks/keigo takami x reader

i got a request for some keigo x reader giving him the silent treatment after an argument and making up!! i really enjoyed it!! it's super cute, hope you enjoy!

•honestly it doesn't even matter what the argument was about(it was totally his fault) the only thing that matters is that you're giving him the silent treatment :((

•as soon as you shut down during the argument and lock yourself alone in a room to cool down he knew he messed up, you giving him the silent treatment just solidified that

•would immediately be apologetic and beg for forgiveness when you don't talk to him. like literally on his knees clasped hands and everything begging you to forgive him and talk to him (honestly it's a tad pathetic. but pathetic keigo is the best tbh)

•honestly tho pls don't be Too mean to him. i think he'd have bad abandonment issues/attachment issues in general so pls don't leave and don't ignore him for too long :( like five minutes is enough i promise he learned his lesson

•will note what made you give him the silent treatment and Never Do It Again. hates it

•you give in after a couple minutes of his begging. he looked so cute with his little frown but you don't want him to think you're Too upset with him, you've calmed down by now anyway

•when you finally talk to him he jumps up and hugs you super tight and apologizes again :( he's so sweet

•you two obvi talk it out after that bc we love healthy relationships but after that

•you spend the night cuddling. like literally the entire night. from whatever time you have the argument until the next day keigo literally won't let go of you, he wants to be with you after you ignored him for an albeit short time. pls just let him wrap around you

•the only time he lets you go is to make you your favorite meal/order ur favorite food if he can't make it as an apology

•also expect something weirdly extravagant the next morning like a hundred bouquets or a ton of stuff you were needing/wanting. probably ordered it secretly while you were still ignoring him

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varukaart · 6 months

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kleftiko · 1 year

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i have a request! write a story about hawks and reader going on one of those undercover missions and they have to act like a couple for a while and at first hawks makes a joke about it being like “bet you always wanted to do this” or about how cliche this is but reader knows his flirty habits and brushes it off. when the time comes reader is able to act like they’re in love with him so properly and he’s taken a back not being able to focus and gets all flustered by how real this seems. like this dude be over here all red and imagining shit.

❦ UNDERCOVER

cw: none, this is fluff

i love this trope, i also made this friends to lovers :)

“a couple, huh?” keigo adjusted the cuff links on his wrist before wiggling his eyebrows at you. “bet you always wanted t’do this.”

you let out a genuine laugh, one that always came to keigo’s mind when he thought of happiness.

“how’d you know, you a mind reader?” you played along.

the both of you shared a familiar smile as you walked into the casino. going undercover as a couple was not something hawks had in mind—or was really comfortable with—but if it had to be with anyone, he’s just glad it was you by his side.

having a friend at times like this is always nice.

“two o’clock.” you drew his eyes to the bar, where he saw the first obstacle to getting where you need to.

he held out his arm like a gentleman. “care for a drink?”

you looped your arm with his.

and that was the last coherent thought he had.

after that, your hands trailed so softly and so naturally along his arm, as if you’d been doing it for years and it was a subconscious habit. yet you spoke to the people in front of you without even looking at him, it was as if your fingers memorized his skin. it was like an instinct for you, but it made his hairs and feathers stand on end. goosebumps littered his skin and he was pretty sure that he had turned to stone.

then you let out that laugh you always did. he’d heard it at least a thousand times, but it sounded hypnotic in the moment. his breath caught in his throat, and then you killed him.

your fingers pushed his hair behind his ear, and your soft lips placed a chaste kiss to his temple. “no matter how long we’ve been together, he still has the same reaction.”

you spoke to the people in font of you, but you smiled up at him with eyes full of such obvious love—even he could tell. and he thinks that one of the other people present waved you to continue to the vip lounge, but he was so out of it when you took his hand to guide him that he’s pretty sure there was steam coming off the top of his head from combusting.

in the hallway you turned to him, dropping all physical contact, save for the two knocks you harshly let out on the top of his head.

“keigo, you okay?” you asked.

and your eyes were no longer filled with that love he saw just a couple minutes ago, but rather with concern that was more appropriate for the situation.

the only noise he could muster was a bird-like squeak.

“your face is completely red.” your eyes trailed over him, worry not leaving your features. your hand came up to his forehead, patting around to feel the heat.

“marry me.” he said.

you froze.

you held eye contact.

then you let out that beautiful laugh of yours, and it seemed to bring him back to reality.

“i guess you’re feeling better.” you said and looped your arms again.

he let you lead him to the next stop.

he decided then that the words he spoke were true—he was going to marry you.

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yanderenightmare · 4 months

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HAWKS - TAKAMI KEIGO MASTERLIST

Ranging from my top Hawks post to posts with notes above 1k.

Yandere captor ! Hawks punishes darling for a crime she didn’t commit and then regrets it:

WRONGLY PUNISHED ♡5k

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Darling in heat:

DARLING INITIATING SEX ♡4k

Cock descriptions:

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What BNHA ! yandere is the scariest:

SCARY YANDERE ♡3k

Imagines of what happens when the darling tries to deny the BNHA ! yanderes intimacy and sex:

HAWKS ♡2k

Prince ! Dabi x ward ! Hawks x maid ! darling:

PRINCE x MAID ♡2k

Yandere captor ! Hawks reacting to pregnant darling:

PREGNANT DARLINGS ♡2k

Hawks and darling's sexual role-play dynamic:

ROLE-PLAY DYNAMICS ♡1k

Yandere captor ! Hawks with a darling who enjoys being his darling:

DARLING ENJOYS BEING A DARLING ♡1k

Yandere captor ! Hawks x darling with early Stockholm syndrome:

EARLY STOCKHOLM SYNDROME ♡1k

Different BNHA ! poly ! relationships:

POLY ♡1k

Yandere captor ! Hawks's need for intimacy:

INTIMATE ACTIVITIES ♡1k

Yandere captor ! Hawks x clumsy ! darling:

CLUMSY DARLING ♡1k

How yandere captor ! Hawks punishes his darling:

PUNISHMENTS ♡1k

Yandere captor Hawks with a depressive darling:

BIPOLAR ��1k

Yandere captor Hawks likes stargazing with his darling:

HOBBIES ♡1k

Yandere captor Hawks' sleeping habits:

SLEEPING HABITS ♡1k

Hawks's darling puts on his hero costume:

PLAYING DRESS-UP ♡1k

Poly ! Soldiers ! Hawks & Dabi knock on your door and expect to be fed:

THE QUARTERING ACT ♡1k

How Hawks became yandere for his darling:

YANDERE BEGINNINGS ♡1K

Yandere captor Hawks gives his darling an ultimatum:

KISS OF LIFE ♡1k

Yandere Hawks terrorizes his ex:

MESS ♡1k

The Torodoki family makes use of their quirkless daughter - with friends:

FAMILY FUN ♡1k

How Hawks is in bed:

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nightfall-kachiniko · 8 months

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your eyes fluttered as you awoken to the dim light in your room. The only sound in the house was the fans white noise as it spun around and around all night. You cuddle closer into your bed, shutting your eyes as murmurs escape your mouth. You could tell it was the early hours of the morning, or should I say late hours of the night by the silence that filled the room. Your arms reached to your boyfriends bed side, trying to hold onto him for any comfort to soothe you back to sleep, only to be met by covers filling your palms instead. Your eyes open again in realization, fully sitting up to see the empty spot where your boyfriend was suppose to be.

“Kei..?” You call out, looking around the room for him. No one’s here besides you. Your thoughts say back in response. “Keigo?” Your sleepy voice says once again, only to be met by silence.

you cuddle back down into your bed, your eyes falling in exhaustion and a slight bit of disappointment. He must’ve gone home.. you think to yourself.

The night felt long, and quiet, almost as if you were the only one in the town. For japans usual busy traffic, tonight had to be the most calmest. your beautiful eyes shut, as your hands laid at your side, blankets covering you comfortably. You slowly faded in and out of rest.

The crinkle of the covers awakens you alongside the feeling of a gentle pressure wrapping along your waist.

“hey..” a soft voice called out, his hand brushing the hair out of your face as your eyes fluttered, waking you out of your rest. “were you calling me?”

“Kei..?” Your tired voice says, finally recognizing the soft figure standing above you. “I thought you went home?”

He shook his head gently as a soft smile appeared on his face. “just got water.” he whispered.

You exchange back the soft smile as he kisses your forehead. “you okay?” He softly asks.

“Yeah I was just wondering where you were.” He nodded, placing his water down next to the bedside table.

“Nah I wouldn’t leave you like that.” He winked as his scratchy voice managed to tease in your ear, still being as quirky as ever even when he just woke up.

“You can go back to sleep doll, we don’t have to be up until another few hours.” He said, tucking the covers over you.

“What about you?” You asked gently.

“Don’t worry honey, I’ll stay.”

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keikiri-kitten · 6 months

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Here’s something for the chickies that are about to sleep or even about to wake up:

Due to Keigo’s wings, he’s a certified little spoon. However, he only cuddles you with his face deep in your chest and his wings spread over the bed. Only so you can feel like you’re being cuddled too. He loves sleeping this way. It’s a little heavy for you but when you hear his snores and you feel his hands grip onto your clothes and curves, it feels better. He always makes sure before he goes to sleep or right after he wakes up that he pampers your chest with kisses. He’ll dress your collarbone, breasts and sternum with his lips in a lazy and comforting manner <3

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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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