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thehusbandoden · 9 months
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"We're Pregnant!" -Pregnant Mirko x reader
Not sure about this one.. wrote this a while ago. I haven't been able to finish what I start for some reason? Idk, hopefully I can get some more content out soon <3
Pure fluff | 361 words | first person
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A smile tugged at my face and I slowly made my way home. It's been another long day of hero work, and all I wanted was to curl up in my Rumi's arms and sleep.
Stepping in, I didn't fail to notice the silence. "I'm home!" I called, moving to set down some of my hero gear.
"Baby!" Mirko exclaimed, rushing out into the kitchen.
"Hey Love. I'm gonna shower and then we can cuddle, sound good?" I ask, kissing Rumi's temple while giving her a side hug.
"Yeah, yeah but wait a second!" Rumi grinned, helping me finish taking off my hero gear.
"Okay.. what do you wanna wait for?" I ask, being stripped down to my jumpsuit which broadcasted my muscles, which definitely caught Rumi's attention.
"I have a gift for you!" Rumi smiled, showing me her soft smile- the one that only I was allowed to see.
"Okay.." I reply, letting her lead me to our kitchen's island.
"Okay, close your eyes!" After obeying I stretched out my hands. In which Rumi placed three things. Both quite small. "Okay open!"
Opening my eyes, I looked down to see two pregnancy tests, and a newborn's onesie. Focusing my eyes, I gasped as the positive pregnancy tests, and a "hey dad!" Newborn's onesie.
"Rumi.. are you- are you pregnant?!" I ask, yanking my head up to see her biting her lip in excitement, a smirk evident on her gorgeous face. As she nodded I pulled her into my chest, cradling her like she was made out of glass.
"Oh Rumi! You're pregnant! How did this happen!? When did it happen?!"
"We're pregnant silly. And do I really need to.. remind you?"
"OH! Oh my goodness.. RUMI WE'RE PREGNANT!"
"Yes we are!" Rumi smirked, kissing my jaw lovingly. Looking down at Rumi, I pulled her face up to mine, kissing her passionately.
"We're pregnant.." I whisper as I pull away, eyes focused on Rumi's huffing form.
"Yes.. but my Love?"
"Hm?"
"Let's get you a shower." Rumi grinned, causing me to smother her.
"Hey! Y/n!" I just grinned before gently tossing her over my shoulder.
"Then you're coming with me babe."
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shuniverse · 10 months
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day nine ;; rumi usagiyama
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“BAAABBEEE, I’m hOOMMEEE.”
rumi’s loud voice rung through your home as she stumbled in the door. “I GOT YOU A PRESENT!!”
you giggled, stepping out of your bedroom and walking to her where she stood. “a present? what for, mi-mi?”
she smiled, smooching your forehead, and handing you the little pendant she must’ve bought before she got home. “here you are, bun.”
you smiled as well, taking it with a kiss to her cheek. “thanks, mi-mi.” you opened it, and you smiled bigger.
a little pendant in the shape of a rabbits foot was nestled in a satin handkerchief, the toe beans of the paw in your colors; blue, purple, and pink. there was so much detail etched onto the paw, as well as a little heart on one of the toes.
you took it out and held it up, eyes glistening with tears at your waterline. “aw, mi-mi this is gorgeous, thank you.”
you reached out to hug her, which she happily returned with a kiss to your temple. “of course, bunny! anything for your special month. oh! that reminds me- I canceled my gym sesh tonight, I wanted to spend some time with my baby.”
she smiled happily, and you giggled the same way. “thank you, mi. I love you so so much.”
with another kiss to your forehead, she nodded, soft white bunny ears perked happily as her little tail wiggled. “of course, bun, I love you so so much more.”
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sorry ik it was short lmao but I swear the actual fic will be better and longer 💀
anyways, hope you enjoyed day 9 <3
stay safe lovelies 🫶
- alice <3
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crimsonredfeathers · 10 months
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Imagine cuddling with Mirko, winding down from a stressful day at work. Your fingers are absent-mindedly combing through her hair as you're rambling on about the events that had transpired during your shift. Your digits are soon finding her soft bunny ears, caressing them, making her ears slightly twitch at your gentle touch.
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ripperdoc-is-daddy · 1 year
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READER IS BLK CODED AFAB Miruko stays the fuck out of your way when you are cooking in the kitchen. However if you are making Gumbo, like real gumbo with the seafood and the okra this woman does not stay out the damn kitchen. She stealing the andouille and saying she needs to verify that it is safe with a smirk on her face. It's even worse if you making purple hull peas. She be in the pot as soon as it is done. Adding a lil bit of vinegar based hot sauce of her choice and spooning in. She thanks you of course which makes her shenanigans worth it. A slap to your ass, grope to your chest and nuzzling your neck. Promising to reward you well after you eat.
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mxonigirimiya · 2 years
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Some Bunny Loves You
Happy Easter my dears!
Character: Mirko
Gn!reader
Genre: Fluff
Wc:628
Tags: reader is called wife and wearing a dress, but no other gender specifiers are used.
Written in a haze of very gay emotions
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"Does it really have to be me? Feels corny." Mirko rolled her eyes while Hawks tried not to laugh. The commissioner's office felt cold, the wooden desk in front of her in perfect condition.
"You haven't done any community service Mirko." The commissioner was blunt with her words.
"Because my community service is kicking villain ass."
"Yeah well that isn't the only form."
"But the Easter Bunny? It feels like you guys are just being lazy."
"But it literally only means I change my costume. Hawks was Santa! Santa doesn't have wings."
"Would you rather me be Cupid?" Hawks turned to his side to face her with an eyebrow raised. 
"Actually, yes."
"And what community service could I do on Valentine's Day?"
"Help pets in rescues get adopted, because 'puppy love', give cards to hospital workers or people in nursing homes, planting a bunch of flowers in community gardens are just a few ideas."
"Well, what if I had a date?"
"You, having a date? I doubt it. Plus if someone is mad that you're not able to go on a valentine's day date because of community service, how are they gonna react when you have to leave because of a crisis?"
"Fair point." 
"We have an incentive for you." 
"And what would that be? Because it'd better be one hell of an incentive."
"That'd be me." You walked in with a flowing white and pink dress and a bow tie, although the first thing Mirko noticed was the pristine white bunny ears on your hair. The band was hidden in your hair so it looked like it was naturally yours. Mirko ran to you and lifted you up, spinning you around.
"I thought you'd be gone longer!"
"Yeah, well things got solved quickly and they roped me in to help."
"Thank God. I would feel so dumb wearing a Easter Bunny thing by myself. I would have done the community service at another time."
"Well, let's get you ready." Mirko took the costume hung on the doorknob and went to change, you quickly going after her.
"I can't believe they used my wife against me."
"You know you can't resist me." She stopped to turn around and pulled you into her chest.
"How could I when you look so good all the time?"
"Well, if you behave today, I'll show you a surprise I have for you when we get home." 
"Oh yeah?" Her face moved closer to yours, her pupils dilating.
"I think you'd like it a lot."
"You sound real confident Bunny."
"Of course. I know how to please my wife."
"You certainly do." She kissed you harshly, your lips moulding together before she put her forehead against yours. "Can't wait to see it."
"You won't be disappointed." How could she, when you have a bunny tail and a cute leather collar with a leash on it at home, waiting on the bed for the both of you to come home? You pulled away from her and made your way to the single stall bathroom, and she stared at your retreating figure, thinking only "Oh, she's so gonna get it when we get home" before following you to the bathroom. After all, she had to make up for the last week you were gone on a mission. Clearly you forgot how to behave while you were gone with all the lewd images you sent while she was on duty. But most importantly, she has to show you how much she missed you, because there was no way to put it into words. And if she can't use her words, she lets her actions to ALL of the talking for her. Besides, she didn't really plan on you two doing a lot of talking tonight anyway. 
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bea-does-stuff · 1 year
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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐮𝐩 (𝐦𝐡𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)
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First of all, SORRY I'VE BEEN GONEEE ;-; i have a lot of work and had a bit of a break but i hope i can make some new stuff soon, love ya'll sm!
Word count: 226
Characters: Dabi, bakugou, shiggy, monoma, tamaki, deku, hawks and mirko
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They’ll deny their hurt and refuse any type of help from you, it’ll take a lot of nagging for them to allow you to help.
After a few minutes of patching them up, they look up at you and say “You know… i didn’t ask you to care about me” you laugh at their response, gently cupping their face with your soft hands
“I don’t do this because you ask me to, i do it cause i love you”
-𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈, 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔
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This fucking brat will complain non stop. They’ll say things like “You're gonna make it worse, idiot!” or “UGH. this is taking forever” 
But despite they’re annoying ass, they do appreciate it, and the cuddles you get afterwards makes it worth it
-𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈, 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐌𝐀
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This poor thing is so apologetic, they feel bad for being a bother because of their recklessness.
They’re constantly apologising and your constantly saying it’s fine, but despite their guilt, this moment is one that they wish could last forever 
-𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈, 𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔
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You know damn well they're gonna milk the shit out of this moment and tease you every chance they get, whether it’s making you sit on their lap or flirting while you wrap their arms in bandages.
They’ll say things like “Damn, what would i do without you” or “You're so cute like this~” teasing little bastards…
-𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒, 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊𝐎
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fluff-n-cookies · 7 months
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I kinda want to see the you do your full mom miriko headcannon yandere or not
HOLY FUCK YOU ARE THE FIRST EVER PERSON TO SEND ME A REQUEST OFC ILL DO IT
any way
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Miruko is the type of person to give you everything and put you through pure torture at the same time
like she will give 120$ A WEEK but you have to let her take you to a hero gala to show you off.
she will let you hang out with your friends but you have to wear this limited edition Miruko hoodie and beanie.
one of my favorite Miruko quotes is "I live everyday like I'm going to die." from the episode where they raid the paranormal liberation front hospital and villa.
BUT NOW SHE HAS TO LIVE
SHE HAS TO LIVE FOR YOU
BUT SHE"S NOT GOING TO GIVE UP THE HERO LIFE
...right?
no, she's not.
if anything she'll probably encourage you to take up the support hero course.
NO THINK ABOUT IT
Miruko wants one thing, and that's to protect you.
and if you are in an agency building constructing your products, HER agency none the less, she can ensure you are safe, AND be around you 24/7 without raising suspicion
and the fact that whenever anyone talks about her hero suit she can brag about her amazing daughter is just a fun bonus.
she also seems like the type of person to point at Hawks and go "you see that? that is what happens when you're an annoying bitch" and then proceed to kick him in the balls.
oh! and she constantly calls you Hunnybun, baby bunny, cutie, honey, cottontail, anything REMOTELY related to Rabbits.
and SHE HAS TO bring you back a souvenir every time she goes out!
sometimes it's a rock, other times it's a little shard of fine china.
once she brought you back this tiny little toy sheep with an oval-ish head.
that day was a fun day.
she will sometimes just pull you into her lap (When you're a child calm down) and brush and braid your hair.
as I'm writing this there is a good chance that some of her family is hindu. of course i could be completely wrong but...
PLEASE LET ME HAVE THIS MY HERITAGE DEMANDS IT
Mirko applying ointments to your bruised skin and bandaging them up. before reaching for the oil and gently massaging it into your hair as you rant about how stupid the most hated character in your favorite fandom is.
PLEASE SHE WOULD.
I hope this is the fluff you wanted, maybe i'll write more for Mirko some other time, all you have to do is ask.
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frickingnerd · 8 days
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mirko with a s/o who has a fox quirk
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pairing: mirko / rumi usagiyama x gn!reader
tags: established relationship, fluff, flipped bunny/fox dynamic
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bunnies might be a foxes' natural prey, but neither you nor mirko are anything like the animals your quirk is related to!
mirko isn't a timid little bunny, but instead a tall and loud woman, easily towering over you in height! the only thing she has in common with a bunny is how much energy she always has!
meanwhile you're not a sly and cunning fox, but a rather quiet and shy person, who could never betray or hurt anyone!
the two of you make an interesting pair to look at, because of that! next to rumi, you look more like the prey than she does!
and she certainly likes to tease you about that! though truly, she just loves to tease you in general!
whenever the two of you are out on patrol or a mission together, rumi is usually the one running ahead, as you try to keep up with her and she likes to joke that those are the only times you're anything like a fox, since you're chasing after her – your prey!
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mikasa-imadebiscults · 4 months
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A Cozy Evening
Fluffmas 2023- Day 1/3
Various Characters x GN! Reader
(Warning: Nothing just fluff)
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In the shared kitchen you are preparing you and your partner favorite warm drinks, with their strong arms wrapped softly around your waist as you make it.
“Alrighty all done.” You said grabbing the two cups, and turning around to give your partner a quick kiss on the lips before walking to the living room.
You set the drinks down and wait for your lover to sit down on the couch. They come to the living room and sit down wrapping the cozy blankets around them before signaling you to come in the blankets. You straddle yourself on their lap and get settled before putting your face in their neck, giving it a soft kiss.
They wrap the rest of the blanket around you to keep you warm, leaning their head against yours with a slight blush on their cheeks. Here you are all cozy on the couch in your lover’s arms. The warm fireplace crackles and pops as it is heating the room up from the cold outdoors.
Your lover is silent but you can barely hear their soft breathing, enjoying this sweet sweet moment with you, a soft smile creeps up their face while imagining a beautiful future with you by their side.
| MIKASA, Hange, YELENA, PIECK, Annie, Levi, Eren, AIZAWA, Nemuri, Rumi, Izuku, Momo, KIRISHIMA, Tanjiro, Giyuu, GYOMEI, Rengoku, Akaza, YORIICHI, MAKI, Megumi
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dabihawksluva · 10 months
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Tags:@the-milk-anon
No but you know how like Keigo and Touya are super confident and laid back and whatever?
JUST IMAGINE THEM BEING SO FLUSTERED AROUND THEIR CRUSH, AND TRYING SO HARD TO BE SUBTLE 🤣🤣🤣
(The inner idiots inside come out whenever they're around you?)
Like Keigo's deadass looking at you with heart eyes from across the room, and Mirko just smirking because she knows what's up? And then when he talks to you, he gets so flustered it's embarrassing!
Like you'll literally hand him something, a pen, a sheet of paper, and your fingers brush, and then he drops it or gets red while Mirko is giggling quietly to not cause a commotion??
(He's so down bad for you, it's not even funny)
And Touya, God, Touya, he's pouting whenever you have to leave on a mission that doesn't involve him, or if you smile at him, his heart goes a mile a minute.
God forbid he gets red because his front of being a cold, detached person is OVER. And when he gets a text from you throughout the day, just cute little ones like, 'How was your day?' or 'You fought that Hero really well the other Day' he'll literally hide his face in his hand to keep the others from seeing his blush.
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hi there! hope youre doing well, if u dont mind (and if u even do these types of things) can u do some hcs w dad! aizawa, mom! mirko and dad! hawks with a child reader whos obsessed w watching things burn, and just fire in general?
Child who loves fire and burning!
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with Eraserhead, Mirko and Hawks
Note: I hope these are okay, I tried to make it as in character as possible but didn’t have many ideas
Eraserhead (Shota Aizawa)
• Give this man a break
• Their entire childhood is him putting out fires
• Kid can’t be left alone with present mic because he probably lets the child light things
• Every time anyone’s birthday comes around, Shota lets his child light the candles
• Makes the mistake of bringing his kid to work one day, the kid finds out about todoroki’s quirk and stays by his side all day
• Honestly as annoying as the habits might be, Aizawa loves watching his little one get super sleepy and point in the general direction of a fire mumbling how pretty it is as he picks them up
Hawks (Keigo Takami)
• Highkey encourages his lil arsonist
• Endeavour’s biggest fan 2.0
• Has definitely accidentally set some of their own feathers alight before
• Honestly, he would probably light the fire with his child so there’s multiple fires
• Has to call into work because there was a fire incident and they BOTH need to grow back their feathers
• This child has the biggest candle collection ever
Mirko (Rumi Usagiyama)
• You can’t tell me that Mirko’s child wouldn’t want to burn the world
• I mean their mum is a badass are we surprised?
• Mirko actually found the little fires funny at first
• Until there was a massive blaze and the fire was hot enough to be blue
• That triggered something in mama and she’s putting it out immediately and holding her baby tight
• Rabbits and Fire don’t mix even without that trauma
• An electric fireplace has been bought so you can watch the flames without triggering anything bad
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beneathashadytree · 1 year
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Hii! May i request rumi falling in love w her dormmate?
FREE-FALL - MIRKO/RUMI USAGIYAMA X READER
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Warnings : none that I know of, this is not proof-read, reader is gender-neutral!
Genre : fluff <3
Word count : 0.6K words
Additional notes : Hey, nonnie! As you now know, I haven’t got the faintest idea how to characterize Mirko😭 However, I did my best trying to write this! It’s a little short, though, cause I didn’t want it to be too OOC. Hope you enjoy this!💗
Requests : Are closed for the time being.
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It started out with the little signs.
Lazy half-smiles and drowsy eyes sent her pulse rising in the morning as they watched her brew their coffee with messy hair and crumpled clothes. Glamorous fitted clothes at parties accentuated every fine line and curve of their body, and she found herself unable to take her eyes off of them. Bright, loud, and carefree laughter from her side during movie nights had her heart threatening to burst out of her chest. A flush almost always settled on her cheeks whenever they walked into the same room as her.
Really, Rumi felt that it was ridiculous. She wasn’t new to the feeling of having a crush, and she recognized these signs, but damn did she feel foolish acting so brashly like she often did when she was so eager to spend time with her roommate. She wasn’t a young schoolgirl anymore, so she’d thought she’d long outgrown the habit of wearing her heart on her sleeve. She clearly hadn’t, though, if the glaze to her vermillion eyes whenever they directed words at her was anything to go by.
Still, crushes were easy to get over, weren’t they? All it took was for her to snap out of her infatuation phase, and she was good to go. That’s how it always had been.
Wrong!
The little signs soon turned into major embarrassing symptoms. Rumi found herself dreaming of a future spent in their arms. She couldn’t help thinking they were the most captivating person in any room when they spoke of their day animatedly, and she could swear they were heaven-sent whenever their warm palms cupped her cheeks mid-crying session, when she was feeling like the entire world had come crashing down her shoulders. For every bit of their heart they bared to her, Rumi felt a small piece of her inch closer and closer to the dangerous L-word zone.
The zone that, ironically enough, had her bounding into their lap on the living room couch. They laughed, that angelic sound sending more butterflies to the pit of her stomach. “Eager, aren’t we?”
As they wrapped their arms around her, Rumi only curled deeper into their warm sweatshirt. “Time to binge-watch chick flicks.”
“It’s… Christmas eve?” Looking a little confused, they glanced at the calendar perched on their coffee table.
Rumi reached out for the remote, humming as she did. “Exactly. Now shush, because I need to concentrate on a good order to watch them in.”
“Alright, do your thing. I’m fine with anything.” Relenting to her wishes, they settled back properly against the back of the couch and pulled the discarded blanket over them. After all, it wasn’t the first time they cuddled up into each other to share warmth while watching the TV. That was one of the sweeter developments after their months of bonding.
What was a completely brand new development, however, was the way their hands wandered now. Nothing inappropriate, no, but something so flustering and sweet: one reached to lightly scratch her scalp right behind her sensitive ear, while the other splayed against her waist and left gentle strokes behind.
Rumi’s breath caught in her throat, and the remote nearly flew out of her hand after she’d finally settled on a movie. Every expanse of covered skin was left burning in the wake of their touch, and it took all her self-restraint to not breath out a shaky moan of satisfaction at the feeling of the hand in her hair. And when they leaned in to whisper fondly, “Hey, come a little closer. It’s cold,” Rumi knew without a shadow of a doubt.
She’d already tumbled head-first deep into the pit of that dangerous L-word zone, and she could no longer even pretend to try picking herself up.
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bby-blu-swirll · 6 months
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hairdressing | hawks x reader
little short where a long term customer recommends her stylist (you) to a coworker of hers <3
(HELP IDK WHERE THIS CAME FROM LOL)
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soft rock filled the small space as you swept across the salon floor, making a small pile of your last client's blue hair. you smiled to nobody in particular, taking a deep breath. you really did love your job. it was an art to you, and every person who passed under your hands for a cut or dye felt like a small masterpiece.
you worked out of a small salon in downtown kyushu, on the cutest street corner across from a bakery. it had three stylist chairs in their respective stations, each decorated to their owners' liking. yours had small (f/c) prints along the wall, little butterflies scattered around, and your mirror was lined with some miscellaneous polaroids and string lights. at first they were just for the vibes, but you quickly noticed the majority of your clients finding a significant amount of joy in taking their instagram photos with it.
the other stations had been filled with personality of their own, belonging to your salon co-owners, two lovely people you became quick friends with in cosmetology school. however, one had clocked out for the day hours earlier and the other had no appointments, so the shop was yours to enjoy while you waited out the clock. of the three of you, you were the only one who didn't leave after the last client. you hardly made appointments before 10 am, so if you had some extra time before 6 pm, you would tidy the salon and see if you got any walk ins. if not, you closed at your 8 hour mark. every once in a while though, someone would wander in asking for a quick cut and you were always more than happy to comply.
so now was one of those evenings. your last client, coming in for a fresh trim, had walked out at 5:20. and here you were, just humming along with the music and bobbing your head.
a soft buzzing from the counter tore your attention away from the pile of blue hair you were sweeping and brought it to your phone, with an incoming call. you smiled softly at the icon, a picture of you and rumi from the last time you two had been able to go out together. at this point, it must have been months ago. she was always so busy with hero work now, which you completely understood, it just made you miss the days before she was number 5.
you had gone to the same middle school and stayed connected since. of course she went to a high school to get her hero license, (before you, too, since you met in her last year, and your first) but you wouldn't let that stop you from seeing her on weekends, or stop her from forcing you to help with the classes she didn't understand. in exchange, she let you practice on her hair to help your chances of getting into a better cosmetology school. hell, she even let you dye it once or twice. ever since, you were the only person who's cut her hair, ever.
you put the phone to your ear with a smile. "heyy, hunny bun! what's goin on?"
you heard her playfully scoff through the phone, as if you haven't been calling her that since you were 15.
"hey babes, just had a question for ya." her cheerful tone was unwavering as usual, you could practically hear her confident smile through the phone.
"mkay, shoot."
"are you with a client right now?"
you tucked your phone under your ear with your shoulder, picking up your broom and starting to sweep the pile towards the automatic vacuum in the corner. "mmm, no, my last one left just a few minutes ago, actually." you heard her say something you didn't quite catch, like she was talking to someone she was with. "why? what's up?"
"do you still take walk-ins until 6??" her tone was more eager now. you smiled a bit, wondering what for.
"yyeeaaahh?"
"oooo! okay perfect, then i have someone who desperately needs your help." you could hear annoyed and offended protests come from her line and you couldn't help but stifle a laugh. "oh shut up, you've let it grow too long and you know it! stop acting like a stubborn child." she chuckled slightly before turning her attention back to you. "think you've got time for a quick trim for my friend?"
with a small smile, you turned to the clock on the wall. "yeah, plenty actually. how far away are you guys? should i put up the closed sign in the window in case someone else comes in?"
"nah, don't worry about that. we just got off patrol like four blocks from you. should be five minutes, tops."
you stopped your sweeping and froze, just a bit. "patrol? you mean i'm doing one of your pro hero friends' hair?"
"well you've been doing mine since we were 13, i figured it wouldn't be a big deal." she sounded so casual, which was in character for her, yet still astonishing to you, considering the circumstances.
"i mean yeah, but i know how to do your iconic haircut because i've been doing it for, i don't know, almost 10 years?? not to brag, but i'm probably the only one who can do it just the way you like. but if you bring me some big shot hero and i screw up his 'do, then it's all my fault." you chuckled slightly.
"ahh, don't sweat it y/n. i know you'll do a great job. besides, it's not like i'm bringing you chris hemsworth or something, it's just someone i work with every once in a while. feel free to screw up his 'do as much as you like." her end of the call was suddenly filled with miscellaneous protests and insistent "NO, DON'T DO THAT-"'s, followed by her cackling furiously.
you couldn't help but laugh yourself. "alright, well i'm gonna finish cleaning up from my last appointment. i'll see you in a few, yeah?"
"alright see you then babes."
"buh-bye hunny bun." you hung up, smiling softly, a bit excited for whatever was coming your way.
when the golden bell above your door rang just a few minutes earlier, you were reorganizing your hair colors. as soon as you turned around, you smiled and threw yourself at rumi in a big hug, laughing as she scooped you up and spun you around. it's a habit she'd picked up way back when she first started heavy lifting.
she squealed as she squeezed you, finally setting you down. "agh, i feel like it's been so long since i've seen you!"
you chuckled slightly, rubbing the back of your neck. "yeah, it's almost like that's because it has."
your smile changed into a curious look as you remembered why she was here, looking behind her at the eye-catching scarlet pair of wings on her friend. realization dawned upon you as your eyes met his, golden and piercing, even through his tinted glasses. you huffed a laugh and smirked, cocking your head to the side. he held out a gloved hand for a shake before stopping.
"oh-" he chuckled and bit the middle finger, pulling out his hand and offering it again, flesh and bone this time, for a friendly shake. "hey, i'm-"
"hawks. i'm familiar." you smiled and laughed softly. "call me y/n."
"pleasure to meet you, y/n." the way your name rolled off his tongue made you hesitate for just a moment, biting the inside of your cheek in thought.
"likewise... hey rumi?"
"mhmm?"
"remember when you called me earlier?"
she smiled playfully. "yeah, i think so."
"yeah, and you said, 'iT's nOt LiKe i'M bRiNgiNg ChRiS hEmSwOrTh'?"
"mhm mhm i think i remember that."
"so.. wanna tell me what the number two hero is doing in my salon, oh my God?"
she laughed loudly and patted you on the back. "y/n don't worry, i promise you have nothing to stress about. now i'm gonna pop into the bakey across the street and see if i can get anything before they close, why don't you go ahead and get started?" without waiting for an answer, she was already back in your doorway. "screw him up, yeah?" she winked playfully before closing the door and making her way to the crosswalk outside.
a moment of silence passed as you watched her make her way across the street before hawks spoke up.
"sooo.... please don't screw me up, too badly."
you laughed as you prepped the rinse station for him. "oh no don't worry, you're in perfectly adequate hands."
he let out an amused hum. "i don't know, adequate has to be an understatement, if you're the one doing rumi's hair. she told me you were the one who did her hair and makeup for that magazine she was in a few months back, said you style her for every event too." he shrugged off his jacket and slipped off his glasses, dropping them in one of your lounge chairs.
his easy going tone and relaxed smile had already made you feel more at ease. "yeah... well i mean, i guess i just know her, what looks good and what she likes, you know? we go pretty far back." you chuckled, motioning for him to come take a seat.
"well whatever you end up doing to me, i'm sure it'll look great." his relaxed, almost cocky smirk rested on his face comfortably. though you thought you saw it falter for just a moment when you pressed a hand to his chest to guide him back, neck resting on the edge of the bowl, head leaning into the sink.
"well let's hope so..." you smiled softly as you lowered your voice just a bit. "let me know if the water's too hot..."
he hummed as the warm water poured over his scalp, visibly relaxing. as easy going as he always seemed, it must have been exhausting to always be on guard, looking for trouble. "mm... 's perfect."
you bit the inside of your cheek again, smiling still. he exhaled softly as you massaged the shampoo into his scalp, looking like he was sinking into the chair even more.
"hawks..?"
he opened one eye, looking up at you. "hm?"
"you okay?"
"oh, yeah... sorry," he chuckles faintly. "just, feels good... sorry if that's weird."
"oh! no, ha, not at all."
as you go along with the rest of the wash, conditioning and rinsing, you couldn't help but wonder if he ever got attention like this. as far as the media could tell, he didn't have many personal relationships, and he reacted so easily to your touch, it was like he hadn't relaxed, had personal attention like this in a while.
you moved him to the chair without many words. as you comb through his hair, you look up for just a moment and catch his eyes on yours in the mirror. you continued what you were doing, holding his gaze.
"...what?"
his smile returned with an amused exhale. "nothing, just watching you work."
you returned the expression before turning your attention back to his hair. "okay.. so rumi said you needed a trim, how much exactly am i lopping off?"
"ah, probably an inch, hardly more. it's been getting in my eyes when i'm fighting, which is like skating on thin ice, so..."
you nodded, picking up your sheers. "okay, i get you."
"i usually get it cut every few weeks to keep it manageable, but the guy who was doing that before quit on me."
you tilted your head curiously as you began trimming around his neck. "really? why's that?"
"ah, i ended up having to see him pretty often, guess he kinda got fed up." he laughed lightly.
"every few weeks is already pretty often, why would you need to see him more often than that?"
"i solve issues before they can happen. but i also assist other heroes pretty often, walking into battles that have already started. and sometimes my own situations can still get out of hand. if i get banged up, chances are so does my hair. it's been burnt, ripped out, shaved around head injuries, pretty much anything you can think of."
as he talked, you pulled strands of hair to snip. every once in a while, you would notice small-ish scars buried under his overlapping layers.
"yeah, i think i see what you mean..." you gently run your fingers over one of them, watching carefully as his eyebrows quirk up slightly.
"yeah... anyway, guess the old stylist got tired of fixing me, and ended up quitting a few weeks ago. of course, i'm basically the commission's 'golden boy'," you didn't even have to look up to know his eyes were rolling. "so i guess he was the best in the area. that's why they're looking for someone new now, and why i've been looking just a bit overgrown." he chuckled lightly.
his eyes followed as you picked out your sheers and comb, making your way in front of him. his classic smirk stayed on his face as you leaned in closer.
your voice was low as you bent over just slightly, raising his chair. "sorry, just need to do your front parts quickly..."
"no worries..."
"so... if your image is such an important part of the job, why'd they higherups trust you to someone like me?" you smiled faintly. his eyes fluttered closed as you began to trim the hair falling around them.
"actually, that was mirko's idea. she speaks pretty highly of you, ya know. besides, she thought maybe, if you did a good job, she could convince the commission to hire you to take care of me." he winked playfully. though it was perfectly in line with his personality and was likely a regular habit for him, it still made your stomach drop for a moment. "if you're interested that is. she thought you might be. no pressure, of course."
you moved back behind him as you felt your cheeks heat up, putting down your tools before facing away. "uh huh..."
"wooow, i can see why she's got so much faith in you." his smile was obvious in his voice. when you turned back to face the mirror, you saw him admiring his reflection, hair still slightly damp and falling into his eyes. "i look sexy~"
you laughed and put your hands on his shoulders. "yeah yeah, i haven't even styled it yet."
he chuckled softly turning his head from side to side with a sly grin. "i'm not even sure you need to, sweetheart. you do know best, though."
it was hard to miss the flirty tone in his voice, and harder to ignore now that he was throwing in nicknames, but you were sure it was just his personality. he was a reputation charmer, after all. his ever-lingering smile made you grip your hairdryer just a bit tighter every time you caught his gaze on yours in the mirror.
as you were adjusting his fluffy hair, you noticed the texture was slightly lacking. "hey, your hair is kinda dry..."
he quirked up an eyebrow. "really? that's weird, i take great care of my hair."
"i mean it's not too strange, high winds will definitely do that." you looked around your shelf for a moment before picking up a few products. "i can fix it though."
he watched curiously as you pumped some leave-in conditioner into your palm, rubbing your hands together. as your fingers found their way into his hair, you first saw him relax before you felt him slightly lean into your touch. he sighed contently as you took your time massaging the product into his scalp, not wanting to interrupt how relaxed he looked.
"okay..." you spoke softly, voice low. "you're all done."
you smiled and unbuttoned the cape, watching as his smile grew. "honestly? bang up job, princess. i see why you get such glowing reviews."
you laughed lightly and shrugged. "thank you, but it's really not a big deal." you turned your attention to the shelf of product again. "oh, before i forget-" you picked up a small pink tub and handed it to him. "just use this in place of your conditioner and leave it for like 5 minutes, whenever you shower. should help with the dryness a ton."
he picked up his coat and took the container from you, his fingers lingering on top of yours for just a moment. "thanks... i owe you one." he winked again, and again you felt your stomach drop.
in a matter of perfect timing, rumi finally pushed open the door of your salon again, three little bags and a coffee in hand. "hey, sorry i took so long! i ended up getting something for both of you though!"
she handed you a small bag with your favorite pastry inside, still warm. you thanked her with a warm smile, turning to hawks, who looked less amused.
"poppy seed muffin?" he scoffed, his playful smirk returning. "you're hilarious."
"ahh, i know i am." rumi laughed lightly and threw her arm around you, still looking at hawks. "nice cut, by the way. told you she could restore your sight." the three of you shared a laugh as she took a swig of her coffee. "anyway, why don't you get out of here? i'll walk y/n home and catch you later, yeah?"
he nodded. "sounds good. hey, y/n, what do i owe you for the fresh cut?"
"oh, don't worry about it. it was just a trim and last month you totally saved my block from getting blown sky high, so we'll call it even." you smiled softly as he pulled out his phone.
"aww c'mon, at lease let me tip you."
you rolled your eyes playfully, deciding to not fight him. "i have a venmo qr code on my mirror if you really feel so inclined, but really, don't worry about it."
he sauntered over to your mirror and scanned it, tapping on his phone as he made his way to your door. "thanks again! i'll get your number from rumi so i can call you up next time i need your help." his flashed his pearly whites one last time as he closed the door behind him.
you turned back to rumi, who had begun to tell you all about everything that's happened since you last sat down together, when a knock sounded from your front window. you looked out to see hawks motioning to his phone and winking one last time before he finally took off.
you smiled and knit your brows in playful confusion until you felt your phone buzz. it was a venmo from hawks, with nothing but a small heart as the note. rumi almost spit out her coffee when she saw it, and your jaw was already on the floor.
this man had just tipped you $200.
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as it turns out, the next time hawks would "need your help" was sooner rather than later. it was hardly 5 days later when you were walking from the coffee shop across the street to your own salon when your phone rang with an unknown number. you picked it up, expecting one of your clients maybe calling to reschedule or cancel. instead, you were met with the whistling of wind and a familiar smooth talking voice.
"heyyy y/n! it's hawks, i went ahead and got your number from rumi."
"oh-" you almost stopped in the middle of the crosswalk due to your surprise. "hey, what's up? did something come up?"
"nothing bad, no. are you at work yet?"
you smirked as you pulled out the keys from your pocket, trying to find the right one as you got to your door. "just arrived, actually. why?" no response. "hawks?"
as you slipped the key into the slot, you looked down at your phone and saw the call had disconnected. "okay.."
when a sudden rush of scarlet filled your vision, you yelped and almost dropped your coffee. hawks had practically fallen from the sky and landed right next to you, standing close, his cocky grin unwavering.
"oh my God, you scared the hell out of me!" you clutched your chest, laughing and waiting for your soul to come back to your body at the same time.
he chuckled and pulled something from under his coat. "sorry 'bout that sweetheart... would these make up for it?"
he held out a small bouquet of flowers in your favorite color.
"wh- what? why..."
"when you did my hair, i noticed the ones you had on your front counter were dying. i saw these on my way in this morning and they reminded me of you and your shop, thought they would look nice in the place." he smiled as you took them gingerly. "consider it a thank you!"
you opened the salon door with an exasperated smile, feeling it grow wider when he followed you in. "well they're beautiful and i appreciate them, but believe me, the VERY generous tip was more than enough."
you put the flowers in the now empty vase, adjusting them when he got close behind you. your eyes widened as his hand found your lower back, pressing slightly, his breath close to your neck.
"c'mon princess, just let me express my gratitude~"
you didn't realize you were holding your breath until he stepped back and you suddenly let it go. when you turned to face him again, his playful fun smile was back and he looked so casual, you almost wondered if you had imagined whatever the hell that just was.
"anyway, i've gotta be in soon, and i imagine you've gotta get your shop opened up, yeah?"
"ah...yeah.."
"then i'll catch you later. have a good one!" he left with a signature wink before taking off.
whatever that morning was, became a regular thing. every few days he would drop by for a visit for whatever reason- replacing your flowers, bringing you a pastry in the morning, offering to walk you home after work, even though you only lived a half a dozen blocks away.
and with every little reason to see you, came some "harmless" flirting that made your stomach do somersaults.
finally after almost three weeks he had actually come to you for the smallest clean up. while you lightly snipped his ends, he asked if you had considered the position of being his personal groomer. you told him you wanted to think about it more and he told you not to worry about it, but he did have a favor to ask.
in a few days time, he needed to be at an important event. just a hero dinner of sorts, it was meant to be all over the media though, so he needed to dress to impress. after seeing your work with rumi, the commission approved of you making hawks camera ready (upon his request, of course). it just standard hair and makeup, but it was an important job nonetheless.
against the better judgement you'd gained over the last few weeks of dealing with him, you agreed swiftly.
so here you were, outside his door with your cosmetology bag, ready to make up him and rumi.
rumi would take longer for both hair and makeup, so you decided to start with hawks. so she would be coming over later, which left just you. and him. alone. in his penthouse apartment. what could possibly go wrong.
aside front that he answered the door shirtless in sweatpants, nothing. so far.
he stood with one hand on the doorframe, the other on the door itself, towering over you with a sly grin. you had to force your eyes to stay on his face instead of wandering down to his incredibly cut core. you felt your stomach flood with butterflies as the softest flush covered your face, and he didn't take long to notice.
"you've got some good eye contact, sweetheart, i'll give you that."
his smile relaxed a bit as he stepped out of your way, opening the doorway of his apartment to you. you stepped in without mentioning any of whatever the hell just happened, biting the inside of your cheek with a soft smile.
you held up your bag, looking around. "where should i..?"
"ah," he began to move towards his living area, just a couple couches with a chair gathered around a coffee table. he plopped himself down on the soft rug of all places, in front of the table. "figured this might be a good place since, you know, you've got plenty of natural light to work with."
he was right, the entire wall across from his front door was basically made entirely of glass. it left a beautiful view of kyushu outside, with a terrace you imagined would be perfect to watch the sunrise from.
you smiled as you sat across from him, both of you cross-legged. "yeah, it's perfect actually..."
"perfect..." he mumbled to himself. his gaze lingered on you as you pulled out your makeup bag.
"so." you turned to him and scooted a bit closer, reaching a hand towards his face. "do you mind if i..." you hesitated, halting your hand just before your fingers grazed his skin.
he gulped and nodded, confident smirk faded as his pulse picked up. you lightly cradled his jaw and carefully turned his head from side to side.
"well you've got great skin... smooth, not oily, i doubt i'll have to do any base..." your voice was low as you spoke, talking more to yourself than him. he just hardly nodded as you inspected him closely. "i'll give you some highlight and contour though, just for the camera... your eyelashes are stunning..."
he cracked a small smile. "thanks.."
you returned the look and met his eyes. "you're welcome..."
time seemed to still between you for a moment. his eyes flicked to your lips for the shortest instant, you almost missed it. he inhaled deeply before clearing his throat and looking to the side. you sucked in a quick breath as you turned your attention back to your makeup bag, digging out a brush and a couple of small product bottles. you handed him a headband, still not looking at him.
"ah, so..." you took a deep breath before finally facing him. "here, i'll just go in with a thin base just in case. flash photography isn't the most flattering lighting,"
he chuckled softly, deep in his chest, and your heart skipped a beat.
the next few minutes went by with minimal conversation, mostly just you letting him know what you were doing now, and him nodding along or making small sounds of approval. silence otherwise filled the room as you tried to focus on your work, though his eyes constantly wandering over all of you made it slightly difficult.
when you finally made it to his classic eyeliner, you accidentally let your gaze wander to his lips. you pushed aside all your thoughts and impulses and channeled your inner makeup artist.
"hey hawks..."
he opened his eyes as you moved the eyeliner pen away. "hmm?"
"your lips are kinda pale, would it be okay if i put a little stain on them?"
"oh," he bit his lip and furrowed his brow. "yeah for sure, i'm probably a bit dehydrated." his smirk was back, resting on his lips comfortably.
"yeah.." you took another deep breath, trying to keep your face from getting too pink. "the lipstick i've got now should actually work fine, its somewhere in my purse..." you picked up your highlight stick and put your fingers under his chin to turn his head to the side. "i'll get it in a second..."
he hums softly in response. you carefully applied the highlights to all the right places, emphasizing his cheekbones and the tip of his already curved nose. you heard his breath falter, just slightly, when you cupped his face in your hand, using your thumb to blend it out on his cheek. to your surprise, he closed his eyes and leaning into your touch. it was your turn to have trouble breathing, even more so when he placed his hand over your own and looked at you with a piercing gaze. you stopped what you had been doing all together, frozen as he turned his head. he pressed a small kiss to your wrist, then another, his lips lingering for just a second longer this time.
at this point your heart was in your throat trying to process what was happening. when he turned his gaze back to you, everything stopped. his friendly smile was gone, replaced with a fierce look, demanding and intense. neither of you moved for a moment, just stared. your stomach jumped as his eyes moved to take a long look at your lips. the second his gaze met yours again, he pulled on your wrist, practically yanking you into his lap. his hands moved quickly, one pressing against your lower back (a touch you'd actually grown used to form him) and the other cradling the base of your neck.
you could feel his breath on your lips. all you had to do was tilt your chin and you would feel them against yours. his hand on your neck moved up into your hair, looking at you through half lidded eyes.
"can i kiss you?" he practically breathed out his words, softer than a whisper.
you took a deep inhale and closed your eyes. "yes."
you'd hardly gotten the word out before he pressed his lips against yours forcefully, hungrily. his kiss was demanding, like he had been waiting for the longest time to finally get this from you. you tangled your hands in his hair, smirking just a bit. it was soft.
he finally pulled away, keeping close to you. both your faces were flushed deeply, and yours only got worse when you remembered he wasn't wearing a top.
"y/n..." the way your name rolled off his tongue made you shiver. or maybe it was his hand on your back, creeping beneath your shirt.
"hawks-"
"kiego."
your eyes widened as he pressed his lips to your jaw, feathering kisses all the way down towards your neck.
"you... i want you call me kiego."
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lil extra &lt;3
rumi showed up just after you had finally started on kiego's hair. as expected, her makeover ended up taking significantly longer, but the three of you didn't mind. by the time you finished curling her gorgeous (but VERY long) hair, it was time for them to go. they both looked spectacular in their dresswear, and you had to struggle to keep your composure helping kiego with his tie. his sly little grin never left his face as you messed with the fabric, trying to remember how, instead of thinking about his lips.
when you had packed up all your stuff and started to get ready to leave, kiego stopped you.
"its already dark out! why don't you just kick back and stay here for a while, yeah? i'll only be gone a few hours. make yourself at home." he had leaned close to your ear, his breath tickling your neck. "besides, we've gotta... talk more, when i get back~"
you agreed quickly, not wanting to seem suspicious in front of rumi. as much as you wanted to tell her, and knew you would soon, you needed to get a few things settled first.
so here you were, sitting in his apartment. even though he was insistent on you making yourself at home, the most you had really done was play some music, use one of his water glasses, and kick back on his couch.
you checked the time again. as far as you could tell, the event had ended just a bit ago. you had checked a few news outlets, seeing some clips already uploaded from the beginning of the evening. almost every one of hawks was him refusing to shut up about the new stylist who had gotten him looking so nice, and furthermore insisting whoever it was, was a secret (for now).
those were your favorites.
in the middle of a clip you were watching of rumi going over her latest fight, you heard keys in the door. you sat up on the couch and watched hawks walk in, a tired smile decorating his face. his jacket was thrown over his arm and his tie was undone, hanging around his neck loosely. the sleeves of his shirt had been rolled up his forearms, exposing a few cord bracelets.
"hey, sweetheart." he kept his gaze on yours as he tossed his jacket to the side, along with his tie. he slowly sauntered towards the couch, unbuttoning the first few buttons on his shirt. "glad you stuck around~"
his tone was flirty, but tired, and it was so attractive.
he settled on the couch almost on top of you, one of his legs between yours as a hand on your chest guided you to lie back.
"hey kiego..." you blushed and smiled as one of his hands found your waist. "how was the dinner?"
he pressed his body against yours, sighing as he relaxed into you. "exhausting... let's talk about it tomorrow."
you chuckled and tangled your hand in his hair, playing with it and massaging his scalp. he pressed lazy kisses to your neck, making you blush harder.
"be my girlfriend... stay over tonight... stay forever..." he said between kisses.
you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, melting into his gentle touch.
"okay.. <3"
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DAMN BRO THAT ENDED UP BEING A LOT LONGER THAN I MEANT IT TO BE- "little short" YEAH OKAY SHORTY,
5619 words, which is almost 13 full pages in google docs omg-
sorry and you're welcome <33
idk if any of my future writing will be this long but ig we'll see ! at least i can say i'm starting out strong lol
i haven't the foggiest where this idea came from and as of rn i have scarcely any others, so if anybody wants me to write something short or long or whatever to any specific idea my inbox is open for requests !!
sm love 💗💗
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giggly-squiggily · 1 month
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Candy Heart Valentine Event
Fandon: My Hero Academia
Lee: Mirko
Ler: Hawks
Prompts: Miss You "When's The Last Time You Smiled" and Soul Mate "Not Here? What About Here?"
{Candy Heart Prompts: OFFICIALLY CLOSED!}
Oo, lee!Mirko! I love her so much- she's just the best! I decided to go more Switch!Hawks and Mirko for this one; they both feel like people who'd duke it out to the end, you know? Anywho- I hope you like it! :D
Miss You: "When's the last time you smiled?" + Soul Mate: "Not there? What about here?"
“There you are!” Hawks yelped as he was grabbed, pulled into an armlock by none other than Mirko! “What’s going on with you, bird brain? I don’t think I’ve seen you happy in a while- when’s the last time you smiled?”
Ah- was it obvious? Hawks was sure he was hiding it well. Instead of answering though, he wiggled in her arms, trying to escape. “I can’t remember- let me go and I’ll see if I can pin point the exact year.”
“Ha! Yeah right.” Laughing, the taller hero pulled him along, bringing her arm from his neck to his torso and pressing into ribs, making him jump and giggle. “Come on, talk to me! What’s got you down?”
“Ah! Ahehahahah, Ruhuhuhmi, stohoohp it!” Hawks felt his legs grow weak- before long he was gonna be on the floor and in one of her go-to tickle traps! He needed to act fast and act now-
“What, to afraid it say it-Ehehehehhehehe!” Her grip loosened as he shot out feathers, sending them drilling into her back and shoulders with merciless abandon. “Geahhahahaha nohohoho! Nohohohot thehehehere, yohoohhou jeeheheherk!”
“Not there? What about here? Or here?” Hawks grinned, releasing more feathers as he watched his friend fall to her knees, twitching and giggling as the feathers danced across her skin. “What’s wrong, bunny hop? Too ticklish for your own good?”
“Lohoohohok whohohohoho’s tahahhalking! Yohoohohu’re so tihihihicklish you chihihihirp!”
“Hey, I’m the one with the power here!” Hawks wiggled out of her grip entirely, releasing another round of feathers as he got to safety. “Get ready- I’ve got plenty more where that came from!”
“Ihihihihih’ll geheheheht yohohohoohu bahahahack!” Mirko cried, falling onto her side and curling up as the feathers twirled and scritched all over, leaving her to squeal and kick like a child. “Yohoohohu’ll shehehhehehehe!”
“Sure I will.” Hawks smiled- the first one in a while. “In the meantime- laugh for me!”
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brxttydevil · 4 months
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Photoshoot
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Characters: Miruko x Fem!Reader
Summary: You and Miruko are having a photoshoot together. Tags: fluff, little smut Word Count: 1.1k A/N: if you would like to see other kinds of fics you can request them
Tag List: @cringeycookies
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You kept staring at her sometimes. All you can think about is her beauty. Out of everyone in the whole world she chose you. Your love for her is something no one has seen. That’s why you all have been known to be the power couple due to your amazing skills and how well you work together.
“You are gonna look really beautiful miss.” The make-up artist smiled at you while putting on your lipstick.
Miruko got done first and when you finished she took your hand and led you to the photoshoot area. A guy walked up to you two. You assume this is the director.
“So, this is the lovely couple today?” He asked. He looked both of you up and down and smiled. “I see you two choose our deluxe set first. Good taste. Come! We have much to do!”
You two both followed him. He had you on the floor leaning your head onto Miruko's lap as she was sitting on the chair.
“Look up at your wife.” He said to you. Then he shifted his eyes to Miruko. “Hold her jaw softly while smirking down at her.”
You two did just that. But seeing Miruko like that after what happened in the dressing up. You started to feel hot in between your legs. And she knew. She knows your body from all of the times she pleasured you.
It felt like hours for them to finish taking a couple of pictures but when you went back to the dressing room, Mirko pinned you against the wall.
“Is someone all hot and turned on by our little couple pictures?” She teased. You pouted at her. She knew what you wanted. “Aww poor baby. I bet you are so wet right now. And you are ruining the lingerie. Such a naughty girl.” She gave you a little kiss and then started to kiss your neck. When she hit that spot that made you moan, she kept kissing that area.
“Miruko, they are gonna see if you keep it up!”
“Let them. You look so beautiful, bunny. Seeing this lingerie on you makes me wanna rip it up. I know you like seeing me kissing you all over. You want to feel that sweet pleasure I always give you at the end of our love. And I know how much of a freak you are for public sex.” She whispered all of this in your ear. Then smirked seeing you all hot and bothered then went to go change into the next lingerie. “Are you coming to change love?”
You knew the game she was playing. You changed into a different one as well. This showed more skin than the last but it was white with pink hearts. You knew she would love to touch you so you played hard to get. You would cave in sometimes but mostly you kept your distance. You smirked at seeing how this was doing to her.
When she finished her pictures she slapped your ass. She walked back to the dressing room to change out of these clothes. You know what she is going to do to you when y’all get home and that’s the exciting part. You finished your pictures pretty quickly.
As you went inside of the dressing room you just saw Miruko sitting on the couch. She was watching you as you undressed right in front of her.
“Take a picture it would last longer love.” You said to her.
"Oh, I will when we get home." She smirked. She waited for you to get dressed then took you home to do whatever she wanted to you.
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setsunasbabe · 1 year
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The BNHA girls as wlw/nblw relationship aesthetics
masterlist
pt 1 • pt 2 • pt 3 • pt 4
contains :
Rumi Usagiyama, Nemuri Kayama, Moe Kamiji, Kaina Tsutsumi, Yu Takeyama
Rumi Usagiyama
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Moe Kamiji
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Yu Takeyama
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pictures from pinterest
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