#but. this dad keigo did something to me

[pacifistsworstnightmare]

SHUT UP! — mha drabble

you & your kid think it'll be fun to pull a prank on dad together.. lets see how that goes

feat. katsuki, izuku, eijirou, shota, keigo, touya, & tomura

a/n : this is so silly. and has also been festering in my drafts since the beginning of june. it's 2:30am i gotta go to work now enjoy this

m.list !

BAKUGO KATSUKI — (¬_¬")

the plan had been set in motion: get him with the joke as soon as he gets home from patrol. you'd been a little wary at first, knowing he'd be tired and a lot more irritated than usual, but your son shrugged off your worries and said it'd be funny.

"'m home, fuck— s'rainy as fuck out there, feel like a wet dog." you're washing up some dishes in a sudsy sink in the kitchen when he gets home, loudly, and don't have much of a choice to not get wet before he's draping himself over you with a huffed out greeting.

"i'll get you a towel, hang tight—" you squirm out of the wall of muscle leaning up against you and turn to look past him towards your son— he's already nodding and grinning. little shit. "can you come dry these dishes for me while i get dad a towel?"

"shut up, mom." katsuki stiffens immediately, whipping his head around so fast his neck creaks a little to stare daggers at his son— turning to look at you in sheer disbelief for a second before back at the culprit.

"fuck he just say to you? the fuck you just say to your mother?" hes already beelining it towards the living room, dripping wet and miserable and definitely not in the mood to stand for you being disrespected. not that he ever really is.

your son gulps, realising that maybe his dad's reaction wasn't as funny as he'd hoped, and jumps up off the couch with his hands out in surrender.

"it's a joke! dad it's a joke, i promise! she's in on it!"

he's turning around to face you again when you wander into the living room with a towel over your arm laughing. laughing.

"hah? fuck're you two conspiring against me now for?"

"here, towel."

"thanks baby, 'nd you— don't talk to your ma like that, not even for jokes. i'll kick your ass, that's my wife."

"gross, dad."

"dry the goddamn dishes."

MIDORIYA IZUKU — ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

izuku's curled up on the couch, hoodie sleeves pushed to his elbows, watching something half-heartedly while the hum of you unpacking groceries fills the kitchen. the house is quiet, soft and warm from the rainy afternoon.

“babe, can you come help me put these groceries away?” you called.

from the other room, your daughter’s voice rings out, just a little too sharp.

“can you shut up, mom— ’m trying to watch something.”

izuku blinks. his head turned toward the hallway slowly, like maybe, he’d misheard it. he sits up straighter, remote forgotten in his lap.

“pardon? what was that?”

you can already hear the nervous shuffle of socks on the floor as your daughter peeks her head around the corner.

“izu—”

“no, what was that? is that any way to speak to mom? or anybody for that matter?”

you step out from the kitchen, grocery bag still half-unpacked in your hands. “izuku—”

“no, honey, wait please. have you ever heard me speak to mom like that? what makes you think that's okay?”

his voice wasn’t raised — it never needed to be. but there was something in his tone, that quiet disappointment, that makes your daughter’s face scrunch up instantly with regret.

“izu, sweetheart, we're just messing around— she wanted to see your reaction to something like this.”

“yeah! we were just joking dad, s'okay.”

izuku sighs softly through his nose. still steady. still so deeply earnest.

“being disrespectful to mom is not a funny joke.”

“okay, sorry dad.”

“no, apologise to mom.”

she turns sheepish eyes up at you, scuffing her toe against the floor.

“... sorry mom.”

“better.”

izuku leans back against the couch again, rubbing his temple — like that whole thirty seconds had taken a year off his life. but there's a faint smile tugging at his lips, already betraying how weak he was for both of you.

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU — ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ

he’s just come back from the gym, hair still damp, hoodie sleeves pushed up, hauling two grocery bags in one arm like it’s nothing. you’re finishing up dinner when he walks in and kisses your cheek like always.

“smells amazing, babe. need me to set the table?”

“nah, it’s okay,” you say, glancing toward your son. “can you dry the dishes for me while i finish this?”

your son— who had been buzzing with anticipation all afternoon— leans back in his chair and delivers it like a pro.

“shut up, mom.”

for a second, it doesn’t land. eijirou just kind of… pauses. like the words didn’t quite register.

then he turns around. slow. brows drawn, eyes confused in that deeply wounded way that only the kindest men get when their heart breaks in real time.

“what… did you just say to mom?”

your son is already scrambling. “wait— wait, it’s a joke, dad! it’s a prank! she told me to—!”

eijirou just stares. and somehow, that’s worse than yelling.

“that’s not funny, bud,” he says, voice low and serious. “that’s never funny.”

his tone is gentle. but heavy. and now your son looks like he’s about to cry.

you step in quickly, laughing, trying to smooth things over. “we just wanted to see what you’d do, promise. he doesn’t actually talk to me like that.”

“he better not,” eijirou says, arms crossed, trying so hard to stay chill but still visibly upset. “i don’t care what trend it is. don’t talk to women like that. ever.”

“okay! sorry mom,” your son blurts out.

eijirou sighs, rubbing the back of his neck like the whole thing aged him a little. “you're good, kid.”

your son nods quickly.

“cool,” he says, walking past to start setting the table anyway. “love you both.”

eijirou's still a little pouty during dinner. you catch him looking across the table like he’s checking to make sure no one’s actually upset. like he needs to hear you say you’re okay to unclench fully.

you lean over, kiss his cheek. “still your favorite girl, even if i rope our son into dumb shit?”

“always,” he mumbles. then, louder, to your son: “and you owe mom foot rubs. forever.”

“dad.”

“forever.”

AIZAWA SHOTA — /ᐠ - ˕ -マ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

you hear the front door click open, the soft scrape of shoes being toed off in the entryway. a second later, shota rounds the corner into the kitchen, hair damp from the rain, capture scarf lazily slung around his neck. he gives you a slow blink of greeting.

“hey,” you murmur, smiling as you load the last of the dishes into the washer. “dinner’s in the oven. can you go remind your daughter to wash up?”

before he can answer, her voice rings out from the hallway, sharp and snappy. “can you shut up, mom?”

there’s a beat of total silence. you don’t even turn around. you just hear the slow, deliberate sound of shota setting his phone down on the counter. the air shifts — heavy, still.

he walks into the living room, quiet as a shadow, and your daughter freezes mid-scroll on the couch. she had been so sure this would be funny — you'd even gone over the plan twice. but now she’s face-to-face with her dad’s dead-eyed stare and visibly regretting everything.

shota doesn’t raise his voice. he doesn’t even look angry. just tired. and disappointed.

“say it again.”

her confidence cracks immediately. “i— it was— we were just—”

his voice is flat. final.

“don’t talk to your mother like that.”

she crumbles like paper. you poke your head around the corner just in time to see her frantically whispering apologies and swearing it was all a joke. shota doesn’t respond — just turns around and trudges toward the bathroom like none of it happened.

you catch his eye as he passes you in the kitchen. he doesn’t say anything, but you can tell. he’s filing this away. she's not gonna try that one again.

TAKAMI KEIGO — ૮(•͈⌔•͈)ა

you’re wiping down the kitchen bench when keigo strolls in, feathers still twitching at his shoulders from his evening patrol. he always comes home like this — talking a mile a minute, tossing his gear wherever, already searching for snacks and smooches.

“smells good in here,” he says, peeking over your shoulder, hands skimming your waist. “hey, didja get those honey-dipped—”

“babe, can you help set the table?”

before he can answer, your daughter pipes up from the couch, her voice loud and loaded.

“can you shut up, mom?”

he stops mid-sentence. blinks once. and then looks over at her, smiling — a little too wide.

“you said huh, chickadee? run that one by me again, think i misheard ya.”

she freezes. the grin she was wearing slides right off her face.

“i—i was just kidding, it was a joke! mom told me to— it was a tiktok thing!”

keigo tilts his head, still smiling. “you telling me you meant to say that to my girl, for a tiktok thing?”

you groan softly. “kei—”

“because i know you’re not talking to my wife like that. not in this house. not even once.” his voice drops low and silky, the same voice he uses when he’s interrogating villains — which, unfortunately for your daughter, she’s heard on national television.

she’s already halfway to your side, hugging your arm and mumbling an apology.

keigo ruffles her hair on the way to the fridge. “that’s more like it. now say something nice about your mom, quick. balance the karma.”

your daughter stammers out something about your pretty hair, and keigo, grinning, tosses her a cold drink from the fridge.

“there ya go, much better. be sweet to the hands that feed you.”

you roll your eyes. “you’re so dramatic.”

he leans in to kiss your cheek. “dramatic for you, baby. always.”

TODOROKI TOUYA — (๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑)

you’re stacking dishes in the sink when you call out over your shoulder, “you wanna take the trash out once you’re done playing, please?”

your daughter barely looks up from her tablet. “shut up, ’m busy.”

the room stills. you turn to look at her, but before you can say anything, touya’s voice cuts in from the hallway — quiet, but with that unmistakable edge.

“hello? whose fuckin’ house are you in? talking to my wife like that?"

he’s standing in the doorway, arms crossed, head tilted just enough to show he’s serious. not raised-voice serious — just very unimpressed.

your daughter startles, eyes wide. “it was a joke—!”

“nah, don’t start that,” he says, stepping into the room slowly, like he’s keeping himself in check. “jokes’re supposed to be funny, kid. that wasn’t.”

she shifts her weight, looking between the two of you, starting to realize maybe she overshot it. “it was mom’s idea! why am i in trouble?”

touya glances at you. you raise your hands in a little whoops shrug.

“was mom’s idea, huh?” he says, sighing. “alright. then you’re both in trouble.”

uh oh.

SHIGARAKI TOMURA — ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎

tomura's laser-focused on the game, perched forward with his elbows on his knees, controller twitching in his hands. your daughter’s camped beside him in a nest of snacks and pillows, barking callouts into her headset like she’s in a war zone.

you don’t even really mean it when you call out, “hey, you two wanna take the trash out when you're done?” you know your daughter's ready for her best performance yet

“shut up, mom.”

click.

“hey!” your daughter squawks. the screen’s gone dark. her teammates are yelling in the headset. the moment is ruined.

he’s sitting back now. deadpan. one brow lifted. like he’s deciding whether to ground her or just launch the whole xbox out the window.

“you say that again?” he says. voice dry. eyes not blinking. “please. i dare you.”

she's scrambling to fix it already. “it was a joke! mom told me to say it!”

he hums, setting the controller on the arm of the couch. “mm. and you listened. rookie move.”

he finally glances your way. “both of you are banned from internet culture. effective immediately.”

“you’re so dramatic,” you say.

he points at you. “you’re the ringleader.”

your daughter mumbles an apology, still pouting. he tugs her hoodie over her head and traps her in it.

“talk to your mom like that again, and i’m replacing the xbox with a chessboard.”

“you don’t even know how to play chess!”

“guess we'll be bored together.”

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[subbmissivesuccubus]

Rut

Summary: The Hero is in heat thanks to his quirk and you, being a good wife, decide to help him through it. Unfortunately for you, you severely underestimated just how difficult ‘helping’ him would be.

A/N: Another Patreon request! I don't watch MHA but I always loved Hawks design so this was fun to write!

Disclaimer : Hawks X Fem reader. Overstimulation. Marathon sex. Rut.

“Baby- baby wait- fuck- don’t come closer!”

You froze, your hand stilled on the doorknob, about to open said door before you heard your husband call out to you from behind it.

“Keigo, what’s wrong?” you asked, listening to his wishes for the moment, “Did something happen? Are you hurt?!”

You felt your heartbeat fasten a bit, your mind conjuring up a multitude of scenarios. Being a Hero was no joke and you couldn’t count the many nights where you sat glued to the TV, heart pounding as you wondered if your husband was coming home that night alive.

“I- I’m fine baby. I’m not hurt.” He called out, making you sigh with relief, “but really- I can’t explain it but- I- I need to be alone.”

“Keigo, I love you and I would never do anything to make you uncomfortable.” You said, “but I am not leaving until I see you and make sure you’re ok for myself. I’m opening the door!”

“No- wai-“

But before he could get the word out, you pulled the handle and pushed the door open, eyes widening as you walked into…uh…

A huge mess of a room. The sheets were all pulled out and thrown around, the pillows were ripped up with feathers all over the bed. Your closet doors were thrown open and your clothes were all taken out, including your undergarments. On the bed, in the middle of all of the mess, was your husband, seemingly buried under a giant pile of your clothes. His usually styled hair was all over the place, adding onto the crazed look in his eyes and the flushed face. He was sweating profusely, hair matted onto his forehead, his eyebrows furrowed with an expression on his face that looked like he was in pain. His wings were wrapped around himself, feather shivering underneath the clothes.

“Fuck…” he cursed as he saw you, tossing his head back against the pillow made of your clothes.

“…What’s going on?” you asked, truly confused. You husband groaned loudly from under his cocoon, burying his head farther down the pile until you couldn’t even see him anymore, just his wings.

“…I’m in a rut.” He finally said, his voice muffled.

“What was that?”

“A. Rut.” He repeated louder.

“You mean…like…” you said, having heard the phrase before, “Like mating season?”

Hawks growled even louder, “Yes- fuck- my body is on overdrive and my dick is constantly hard. It sucks! I tried to calm myself down by jerking off and nesting with your clothes but- fuck me- it isn’t working.”

“So that’s what this is…” you said, at least getting an answer about the mess, “I’ve never seen you like this before. Is this the first time it’s happening?”

“…No. It happens every year.”

“What?! How have I never noticed it?”

“Because…I send you away. I buy you vacations to g-get you out of the house. S-Speaking of which- why are you back so early?! Your trip should have ended n-next week!”

“My dad fell sick so we had to cut things short.” You explained, wondering why you never questioned Keigo’s generosity in sending you on trips during the same time every year, “I can’t believe you kept this from me!”

“I’m sorry baby but-“ he hissed as his body shivered for no reason, “The rut can be…a lot to handle. My body just wants to fuck and fuck and fuck until my bones give out! It’s not pretty…”

“Then why do you not want me here?” you asked, still keeping your distance as you didn’t want to overwhelm your man, “I could help!”

That finally got him to push his head out of his wings enough for him to give you a look that said ‘you can’t be serious’. “Baby- you pass out after three rounds. There’s no way you can handle me when I’m like this.”

You gasped, an offended hand on your chest, “That’s not true- I mean- yes maybe- but my husband is in pain! What kind of wife would I be if I didn’t even try?”

Before he could even say anything, you grabbed your coat and shrugged it off of you, making him gasp as the fabric fell to the ground. You were just about to pull your dress off when Keigo broke out of his cocoon and surged forward so fast you could barely process it. He gripped you by the collar and pulled you towards him, the man still kneeling on the bed but even so, his face was in line with yours.

“You really- really don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.” He growled, looking more animalistic than you’ve ever seen him. You gulped as you felt his hot breath fan your face, the look in his eyes making you shiver. You sex life was perfectly fine and quite satisfying but even through your years long relationship, you’d never seen him have this look- this ferocity- this…desperation in his eyes.

You felt your pussy quiver already, Keigo hissing as he saw your pupils dilate.

“I’m serious!” he said, grunting as he could smell the heat off of you, trying his best to not jump you and rip your clothes off, “This won’t be normal. I’ll go round after round- constantly fucking you and cumming inside you- You can beg me to stop but once I start- there’s no stopping.”

You gulped, hands going back to your dress to start unravelling it.

“Baby- take this seriously!” Keigo snapped, frustrated, “I know you think it’s all fun and games but- but-“

His thought trailed off as you managed to push your dress off of your shoulders, the fabric falling in a heap on the floor, leaving you clad in your underwear.

“…Fuck it.”

You squealed as your husband grabbed you by the hips, picking you up enough to turn around and throw you onto the bed, making you crash into your pile of clothing. You licked your lips as he all but pounced on you, the man making work of his pants as he pressed his lips against your, stealing your breath away.

This was going to be a long night~

~~~~~

Slurp “Ah baby-“ Mwah schuck shuck “Just like that- fuck me- keep pumping that cock- mmmph~”

You gasped as Keigo latched onto your nipple mercilessly, suckling on you like a baby as he lied down on the bed, torso supported on your lap, wings and all. Your left hand pumped his hard member as he suckled on you, pre-cum dripping down it like a faucet, making his dick so slick- it was like you had lathered it with lube.

His cock was hot and needy, the tip so red you wondered if it hurt. He was panting against you like a dog in heat- but it was rather a bird in heat. Your nipple was slick with saliva, drool dripping down the curve of your tit. He was sucking on your sensitive bud so hard it took your breath away, you bare pussy gushing at his moans.

Both of you were stark naked, clothes tossed all over the place and in definite need of a wash once this was over. Your spine shivered as Keigo moaned against your nipple, biting down on it gently when your hand paid special attention to the tip of his cock.

“Babe- fuck- gonna cum!”

“Wh- already?” you asked, surprised. It wasn’t even five minutes since you got your hands on him. He groaned in frustration against you, giving your nipple another bite before he simply snuggled his face between your tits, sighing happily as he felt the weight of them against him.

“I’ll cum fast but- mmph- I’ll cum a lot- oh fuck- yes- yes- cumming- cumming!”

With a shout, Hawks arched his back as he climaxed, making you gasp as ropes and ropes of cum shot out of his tip. Your eyes widened at the amount, a seemingly never-ending stream of white ejaculated out of his cock and onto your hands, coating your fingers. Some of his cum spurt out with such force it stained his chest and a bit of his chin. He moaned loudly- shamelessly as he shivered from the pleasure, his balls throbbing from each pump of his cum.

Eventually, he relaxed a bit, taking in deep breaths as he snuggled his face harder against your breasts, a happy grin on his face. You blinked as you pulled you hand away from his cock, gulping at the sheer amount of cum on your fingers. Your whole hand was covered, webs of cum created as your spread your fingers apart. It looked like twice- maybe even thrice the amount of semen your husband would usually let out when he came.

“…The tissues are in the bedside drawer.” Keigo said, smirking at your shocked expression and getting off of you long enough for you to get the box of tissues and wipe your hand clean.

“Let’s go again.” He demanded, his hand groping at his still hard cock, looking at you like you were her prey, “I want to taste that pussy.”

~~~~~

“Ah- Ah- fuck- honey- right there!”

Hawks moaned against you, shaking his head from left to right, tongue dragging across every inch of your sopping cunt, “Here? Yeah?”

He gulped down your juices like he was a man dying of thirst, his hand in between his legs as he jerked off. Suckling on your nipples and getting a handjob was amazing- but he could never deny himself the pleasure of lapping at your cunt while he touched himself. It was one of his favourite hobbies.

“God- I love this pussy- love this pussssy so much~” he groaned, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he sealed his slick lips around your clit and gave it a toe-curling suck, your cries tuned out over the sound of him slobbering all over you. It was messy and sloppy but oh so good! You arched your back, your hands tangled in his hair and you wondered if you wanted to push him away or pull him in even more. The sloppy sound of him sucking you up and drinking your juices made your face turn so red, it reached your ears, the noises and moans leaving your mans mouth making your heart rate increase.

Was he in heat or was it you?

Keigo stuck his tongue out lewdly and started flicking at your clit, pumping his cock in time with every movement, your little bud at his mercy. His feathers shook with the force of his hand, the man moaning against your clit and making your ears ring from the sensation. He once again opened his mouth wide before he took your whole pussy in his mouth, making out with her like he does with you.

“Keigoooo- oh God- s-slow down!” you whined, trembling underneath his merciless actions. He shook his head no against you, once again dragging his tongue all over you. He sucked your pussy lips into his mouth for a second before he said:

“No stopping. No slowing down. Now- cum in my mouth.”

~~~~~

“Fuuuck!” Keigo gasped as he couldn’t control his hips as he started pumping into your mouth, “Take it- take it- take my fucking cock!”

You gagged around your husband’s member, his dick pumping in and out of your throat, fucking it like it was your cunt. Having you lying on your back with your head leaning over the edge, you felt his balls clap against your forehead as Keigo fucked into your face, blood rushing to your head. The position gave you no choice but to take it- saliva and spittle leaving your mouth and dripping upwards. Your pussy quivered from the ghost of your orgasm, the sensation of his tongue on your slit still lingering and the warmth of the semen he splashed over your cunt making you tingle. You were stained with copious amounts of his seed, his second orgasm just as explosive as the first one and your whole pussy was covered in white.

It was only a matter of time before it was pumped inside.

Gawk Gawk gawk- hah- slurp- slurp- gawk

“Fuck baby- I can see my cock- fuuuck- imprint on your throat! It’s so hot!”

You could only imagine the view. Your tits bouncing up and down with the force of his thrusting- your neck stretched to accommodate the position which made it more evident when the bulge of his member showed up. He hissed as his hands went to your chest, squeezing your jugs and using them as leverage to pump faster against you.

“Y-You ok baby?” he asked, mind dizzy from the pleasure, surprised that he was still able to string sentenced together, “You can take it- ah- right?”

You gurgled around his cock, the vibrations making his knees buckle as he picked up the pace. Drool coated his balls, his sack slapping against your face harder as he mercilessly pumped into you, chasing his pleasure. You squealed as he suddenly pushed himself as deep as he could go and stayed there, your nose pressing against his nuts as his hands left your tits to instead reach for your legs. Your back arched off the bed, eyes watering as his cock was pushed impossibly deep, your fingers gripping the sheets below you tightly as he spread your knees apart, baring him your cum stained pussy. You squealed, eyes rolling to the back of your head as his hand slipped between your legs, fingers gliding between your pussy lips as he sought out your dripping hole.

“Ah- fuck baby- let me- mmmph- stretch this cunt out for my cock~”

~~~~~

Plap plap plap plap plap

  Your fingers dug into the skin of Keigos back- well- as much as you could considering the wings sprouting from his back. Said wings were slightly flapping, almost helping him thrust into your cunt with as much force as possible. Legs wrapped around his waist, your moans were swallowed by his tongue down your throat, your husbands’ eyes open and drinking in your fucked out expression even as he pounded you.

His balls clapped against your ass as his fat, throbbing cock pumped in and out of you, the drag of his veiny member against the ribbed texture of your cunt making both of you groan from the pleasure. You gasped as you broke the kiss, turning you head away so you could get a second to catch your breath. You felt him licking your skin to occupy his mouth, grateful that he was giving you a moment to collect yourself even as his tongue dragged over your cheek and upto your ear. You shivered as he ran his tongue along your ear before sticking it inside, the sensation making your whole body shudder.

After swallowing his cum (to the best of your abilities) and cumming around his fingers, Keigo didn’t give you even a second before he changed positions, spreading your legs so he could slide his cock inside your poor, sensitive pussy. His hips moved like a machine, rutting into you like it was the last thing he’d do. You gasped as the curve of his cock constantly hit your special spot each time he thrust in, your eyes rolling to the back of your head at the sensation.

…maybe you did bite off more than you could chew.

~~~~~

“Haa-aa-aawks!” you called out, voice jumping from the force of his thrusting. He simply grunted in response; his cock somehow still rock hard as he took you from behind. The cum he had dumped into your pussy was leaking out and staining the sheets, but he didn’t really care. He was going to pump another load into you afterall.

“B-Break- fuck- I need a b-break!” you pleaded, ass clapping back against his hips, his mouth watering at the ripple of your plush skin.

“No way.” He growled, raising a hand and smacking your ass cheek, loving your squeal as he left a handprint behind, “I warned you. We’re not fucking stopping!”

Your hands couldn’t hold you up anymore, elbows giving in as your torso fell to the mattress, leaving you face down, ass up. You panted against the pillow as the position somehow drove his cock deeper inside you, his cum staining your thighs and his balls. His cock was practically covered in white, Keigo churning up the semen inside of you and it was so filthy, it made your head spin.

“Fuck- gonna cum baby!” he cried out as he felt his balls tighten, the familiar sensation of an oncoming orgasm making his body tingle, “Pump this pussy with my seed- let’s get you pregnant, ok?”

You simply moaned against the pillow; your noises muffled by the fabric as tears left your eyes. Your eyes widened and you shrieked as Keigo leaned over you and slid his hand down to your cunt, his fingers easily finding your clit.

“Ah- ah- Kei- fuck!” you panted against the pillow, your body going into overdrive as he started swiping at your sensitive, swollen bud, “too much- too- ah- fuck!”

The two of you climaxed simultaneously, the familiar sensation of your husband pumping copious amounts of cum inside you pushed you to your orgasm, your pussy squirting and spraying liquid all over the mattress.

You collapsed flat on the bed, eyes rolled to the back of your head as your pussy throbbed, Keigos’ cum seeping out of you like a flood. You didn’t need to look back to know he was still hard and ready to go again.

“…Spread your legs. I need to eat out your asshole.”

“Wh- Keigo- eep!”

You squealed as the man gripped onto your ass cheeks before spreading them apart, exposing your puckered rim to him before he surged forward, planting his face right between your cheeks. You babbled at he started greedily lapping at your hole, shamelessly moaning as he tasted you. You shrieked, body once again getting overstimulated as his ran his tongue over your rim. The two of you dabbled in a bit of anal over the years but never in such a…desperate manner.

He smacked your ass before he shook his head between your cheeks, motorboating you butt as he played with you like a toy, his cock hard and leaking between his legs.

You tried to remember where you kept the lube.

~~~~~

The sun was up.

Fuck.

The sun was rising.

And you two were still having sex.

Well, Hawks was. You passed out during the middle of things and you had given him permission to use you even after you blacked out. Your body really couldn’t take any more orgasms and it shut down at some point.

You awoke with a start, several sensations hitting you all at once, making your head spin. You were lying on top of Keigo, your head nestled against his neck as he pumped his hips up and into you. You gasped as you felt the burn of his cock in your ass, his thick member stretching out your barely used hole. The glide was significantly easier than the first time he fucked your ass tonight thanks to all the cum lubing you up.

“L-Last one baby!” Keigo panted, somehow looking stunning even through the many hours of sex and orgasms, “Ready? Yeah? Want my cum?”

“H-Hurry up…” you groaned, your body still weak and tingly from when you passed out. You had lost count of the number of times you came as well as the number of times Keigo came. You stopped counting after six. Your body was fucked within an inch of its life and you had no more energy and so, you simply lied on top of him like a ragdoll, panting against his neck as he embraced you tightly. His hips bucked up into you, his thighs flexing deliciously as he chased his pleasure.

“Cumming- fuck- cumming!!”

With a final shout, his head tossing back and eyes rolling to the back of his head, Hawks came one more time. You mewled as his seed filled you up but you noted that it was significantly less that what you had endured all night. You felt his chest deflate, like a load was taken off of his shoulders (and his balls), the man finally relaxing.

“Fuuuck…” he said, gently pulling his cock out of you and thankfully, he was now soft, “That was…insane…”.

You nodded against him, grimacing as you finally got a second to note the condition of your body, i.e. covered in sweat and cum and stuffed full of semen that was continuously leaking out of you.

“Y-You ok baby?” Keigo asked and you couldn’t help but smile. He was clearly trying to fight sleep, his rut having left him and rendering him exhausted yet satisfied, no longer tormented by the heat.

“I’ll be ok.” You said, kissing his neck, “…But no sex for a month. I think I almost died.”

You felt his chuckle rumble in his chest, “I warned you, baby bird.”

“Mmmm. You did.”

“Speaking of baby, you’re probably knocked up, right?”

“…Probably.”

“…Nice.”

[majoryeager104]

Oh my god oh my god oh my god I just saw your dad Tomura head cannons post and can you please please please do that for Touya and/or Keigo? I beg of you 🙏

yesyesyesyesYESSS SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG 🙏😩

☆ Keigo ☆

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girl dad

That’s it. That’s the post.

ill chant it to the day I die

but if he has a son that boy is gonna be EXACTLY like him 😔😔😔

rip your sanity bc now there’s two of them flapping and yapping all over the place

Im definitely getting big sister little brother vibes

idk why the order specifically comes to mind I can just see that being the case for some reason

and his parenting style for both is mostly the same

save for that one time he told his son to ‘lock the fuck in’ when his grades were down

bc if he did that to his daughter she would cry and then he’d cry too and it would all just be a mess-

bc i just know his daughter is the princess of the house

like idk if you watch tbhk

but Kou and Terus little sister Tiara?

Being spoiled silly and an absolute princess?

that’s basically Keigos daughter

and yeah little brother is his MINI ME ISTG

certified yapper he must be so proud 😩

honestly though it’s adorable and Imma tell you why SIT DOWN.

Keigo didn’t really have a childhood. He sees himself in his kids. he wants to make sure they can grow at their own pace and live happy lives, and not have to deal with the toxicity he did (and does)

Like I feel like he’d cry at their birthday parties guys 😭😭😭 and take a billion pictures of them 🙏🙏🙏 and spoil them both crazy 💔💔💔

it’s acc so sweet the more I think about it

him watching them play in the backyard with this cute little smile on his face because he gets to give them what he didn’t have

gonna go cry now

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☆ Touya ☆

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dad touyaaaaa

The muse to many a post of mine

i love this man sm

Like, imagining him holding his bby for the first time makes me wanna cry.

its not even funny

but on a comedic note he’s like that one parenting meme where one is coddling the baby the other is flinging it around

guess which he is

and he’s not even trying to be rough is what kills me he just doesn’t know wtf to do

and he tells you so like a million times 🙄

god forbid you ask him to change a diaper omg 💀🙏

he’s WILLING TO, DONT GET ME WRONG

but if you don’t give him a tutorial five or six times, he WILL fuck up 😔

and he always feels bad about it but let’s move on before I cry abt him too

I like to imagine that when his kid gets older he like takes them on random jobs

easy ones, something he can get them out of in a jiffy

Like imagine him and his kid giggling and running away after setting a flippin dumpster on fire 💀 that’s what goes on in my head

and he’s so proud too

and if they get into fights at school?

”did you win”

and obv they did bc whether they won the physical part or not they still set the other kids backpack up in smoke afterwards anyways, which is probably the biggest reason they were in trouble in the first place

one more thing chat

His kids look like him, buuuut

what really gives it away? Mannerisms

I just know his kid would have the same maniacal grin as him. I can just see it.

like the two of them sitting together and grinning at the same time it’s uncanny

and hilarious. Take tons of pictures pls

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[accidentcache]

Step mom reader w dad Keigo !!! She’s not sure about it all but she sees him being a dad and she’s like yes I can do this I love him

hear me out !!!! adoptive parents !!!! tokoyami !!!!

you realized it before keigo did, but fumikage was spending a lot more time with the two of you. not just wanting to train or do paperwork or help him with homework or reports, but... just being in the same room with him as he's reading or scrolling through his phone, or talking about... anything.

your boyfriend loves to talk, so you indulge and let him talk the boy's ear off well into the night before you're rising from your chair and taking your wine glass to the kitchen.

you offer fumikage the spare room on your way back out, your movements easy and fluid. your hand is on his shoulder and you don't miss how the kid leans into your touch when you ruffle the top of his head affectionately. a warm smile spreads on your lips and you're calling over your shoulder as you walk down the hall to yours and keigo's shared bedroom; "babe, don't keep him up too long, both of you have patrol tomorrow!"

keigo slides into bed with you forty-five minutes later, sheepish grin on his lips and all. he's ready for you to scold him or something, since you were still up and awake when he finally came in, but the shy little expression melts to one of concern once he processes your own expression.

he can't tell what you're thinking. you don't look... pissed? but you also don't look excited or docile or sleepy. he has no idea how to approach asking you what's wrong until you're speaking up first, situating yourself under the duvet.

"you think the kid... chose us?"

keigo's brows knit together in confusion. he pauses in his action of leaning over to turn off the bedside light before turning to face you. "chose us?" he repeats, his voice low and perplexed.

you're already making yourself comfortable on your side of the bed. with an elbow propped up, chin in hand, keigo doesn't miss the little flash in your eyes as they meet his. there's so much said in just that small glimpse, but it seems to click in his brain.

"you think he's claimed us as like, his parents or something?"

you shrug slightly. "not actual parents obviously. but like," your free hand waves in the air for a slight dramatic effect, "adoptive parents?"

keigo's lips purse slightly. he never really thought of it much, how tokoyami latches on to any invitation the two of you offer for dinner or out to drinks or just any gathering. he loves hanging out with the kid, he really does. keigo's been enjoying watching fumikage grow up over the years, becoming more mature and stronger and climbing through the ranks.

"adoptive parents," he murmurs. he sits up in bed, slightly tilted towards his bedside light, partially facing towards you. his bare chest rises and falls steadily, calm and even.

and yeah, the conversation of kids has come up between the two of you before. the subject doesn't make him too uncomfortable anymore, he's been more open to the idea-- even if the two of you aren't actively trying for one of your own at the moment.

keigo switches off the light finally, shifting on his side of the bed until he's flush against you, an arm wrapping around your waist snugly. he hums at the warmth, his legs move to entangle with yours and a grin pulls at the corner of his mouth.

he doesn't say much, it's not brought up again by either of you. but you certainly don't miss how keigo's eyes whip towards yours when tokoyami accidentally refers to him as 'dad' at the office a couple weeks later.

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[palesweetscherryblossom]

Preening

Warning: Mentions of abduction, forced marriage/affection, general angst and blackmail. Hawks is a sleazy birb. (S/c is skin color and f/s is favorite scent)

You’d grown sick of the red that blinded your every waking moment. You couldn’t decipher why at first. Most would find it silly that you had grown to loathe something so mundane like a color but you figured out why soon enough.

His wings, those freakishly beautiful wings. Hawks had proven himself an anomaly in the royal court and general society. Half man, half bird. Legends tended to cultivate from his magnificent gift.

From being cursed by his spiteful warlock of a father to being raised by birds and his wings just being a massive amount of feathers he glued to himself.

It didn’t matter, you hated them all the same. So invasive, so pushy. They were soft though, pretty too in the early hours of dawn.

“Canary~” You instantly perked up like a startled sheep at the sound of your Fiancé’s smooth, sing song voice. You weren’t even doing anything bad but you acted like you had your hand deep in the cookie jar.

Your jaw clenched, s/c fingers digging into the annoyingly soft comforters as you watched Keigo enter into your room like he was invited! Well, he kinda always had permission since it was his castle and you were his…

Your stomach churned, threatening to hack up the roasted chicken and mashed potatoes Keigo fed you. You weren’t his, you never were. It was a fleeting moment of comfort.

“Y-yes Sir Keigo?” You queried hesitantly, hating that you stammered ever so slightly. Might as well put a big old sign on your person that says ‘baby me!’

Keigo frowned, unappreciative of your formal response. No, you weren’t some member of the court or even a flunky. You were his mate, his spouse!

“Remember what we talked about, Dove?” The sickeningly sweet nickname rolled off his tongue in a way that made you wanna shove him in an oven.

“You don’t have to call me such formalities! You’re my fiancé after all.” He assured, bearing a smile but his eyes flashed with an eerie sort of primal challenge.

“What do you want?” You asked, sitting up in your bed that also became your prison. Keigo smiled happily, joining you on the bed.

Feathers fell briefly onto the fabric you rolled yourself into for any means of comfort. A gateway to dreams where you could temporarily forget your own existence were gilded cages and that stupid shade of red didn’t attempt to bother you!

You resisted the urge to swipe away the feathers.

“Did you know that birds preen each other in a means to show affection?” Keigo asked. You blinked almost dumbly.

You hadn’t read any books that detailed anything of the sort so this couldn’t be an attempt to invade your hobbies. “N-no I have not, Keigo.” You answered, Hawks smirked.

He stretched out his wings ever so slightly, rustling his soft feathers. “Since we’re to be married in a few days, I was thinking that you ought to preen my wings. They say that intimacy is one of the pillars of a relationship.”

You were almost shocked by his audacity. He wanted you to preen him after he had blackmailed your poor parents into letting him marry you?!

You wanted to shove him away, maybe bludgeon his stupid smug face in with a candlestick.

“Here, let me get us started.” Hawks summoned a few supplies for such a method. “I usually have my servants do this for me but I wanna feel you.” He admitted.

You stared down at the items then the horrifying amount of feathers. It’d take forever for him to leave! “Don’t be intimidated, canary. Do you need help?” Keigo queried, his voice soft and sweet like a serenade.

“You rub the oil on the feathers then you brush them out.” He instructed, taking the vial of sweet smelling oil and dabbed some on your hands.

“It’s f/s! Your dad told me it was one of your favorites.” He chirped, proud of himself for being so considerate. You stared down at the oil, numbly even. Your favorite scent now made you incredibly nauseous.

You hated it. Unlike King Midas who turned everything into gold, Prince Keigo turned everything you loved into a place of hate.

He might as well be the Lord of Decay after all the disintegration of all your joy. You hesitantly pressed your hands to his wings, causing Hawks to sharply gasp and his wings to puff up.

“Oh, canary, your hands feel so soft.” He purred lowly, relaxing his wings. With each rub you gave, you couldn’t help but desire to take a fat helping of wings and tear them off. No different than plucking a chicken.

“I knew I made the right decision choosing you, Birdy.” Hawks mused, relaxing into your hands. “Say, do you think our little hatchlings would inherit this ability?”

Your tears meshed with the oil

@gh0stgirl333

[ashthesalamipiece]

Could you write something with hawks as a dad he’s such a comfort character for me . For example hawks daughter was attacked at the USJ incident and almost died like aizawa you can go from there !

“I Wasn’t Fast Enough”

(Dad!Hawks x Daughter!Reader — Post-USJ Incident)

Comfort | Hurt/Healing | Family Angst-Fluff

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He lands like a comet outside the hospital.

The staff barely have time to flinch before Keigo Takami—Hawks, Number Two Hero, fastest flier alive—is storming through the doors, feathers already twitching on instinct, eyes wide and burning behind his goggles.

“Where is she?” he barks. “Where’s my daughter?!”

They try to calm him, but he’s already moving, heart thundering louder than his wings ever could. The moment he hears your name and critical condition in the same sentence, he nearly collapses.

When he sees you through the ICU glass—small, pale, bruised and still—something in him shatters.

He’s never felt fear like this. Not even on the streets. Not even as a kid.

You’re hooked up to wires. Bandaged. A visible gash across your ribs, matching the reports he barely had the strength to read: a Nomu, claws, too fast for the teachers to intercept.

He wasn’t there.

He wasn’t fast enough.

And you almost died.

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They let him in after a few hours. You’re unconscious, but stable now. The doctors explain that you fought—hard. Like your life depended on it. (It did.)

He sits next to your bed, silently. For once, no quips. No jokes. Just him, and the ragged breath in his throat.

His fingers twitch toward your hand and hover.

He used to carry you with those hands. You were barely the size of a backpack when he brought you home—some surprise from a brief, fragile relationship that didn’t last, but you did. He raised you the only way he knew how: fiercely, protectively, lovingly, even if he never said it out loud.

Now you lie there, still and small, and he’d give anything to hear you sass him about his feather shedding or coffee addiction.

“…I should’ve been there.”

His voice is a whisper, broken and hoarse.

“I should’ve… I should’ve known. I should’ve flown straight from patrol. I—I thought UA would be safe. That they’d protect you better than I could…”

A soft beep from the monitor fills the silence.

He rubs his face hard, like he can hide the tears before they fall. But they do. He presses his forehead to your hand like it’s the only anchor keeping him here.

“You’re all I’ve got, chickadee,” he says quietly. “I can lose everything else, but not you.”

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You wake up later that night.

Your throat is sore, and your chest hurts like hell, but the moment you see him—curled forward in the stiff hospital chair, face hidden in your blanket-covered hand—you feel something settle in your ribs. Safety.

“…Dad?”

His head jerks up so fast it’s a blur.

“Hey, hey hey—” He’s suddenly hovering over you, voice breaking, “Sweetheart, don’t move too fast, you’re okay, you’re okay now—”

You’re groggy. Weak. But your fingers tug on his sleeve.

“You came.”

He chokes out a soft, broken laugh.

“Of course I came. I’m your dad. Flying across the country wouldn't have stopped me.”

You blink up at him, lip trembling. “I thought I was gonna die.”

He cups your face with one shaking hand, wiping away a tear from your cheek.

“So did I. But you didn’t. You didn’t, baby bird. You held on.”

You start crying. Then he’s crying too.

And in that sterile hospital room, two very scarred souls hold each other like the world outside doesn’t matter—because all that does is right here.

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Later, you catch him asleep in the corner chair again, hoodie pulled over his head, wings slack and twitching like they’re dreaming.

You whisper, “You’re shedding feathers on the floor again.”

Without opening his eyes, he mutters, “Gettin’ real tired of your sass, shortstack.”

And just like that… you know you’re gonna be okay.

[doumadono]

A/N: this set of headcanons was heavily inspired by my friend @lura-valentine and her funny piece featuring Dabi and Hawks as fathers. Also, a huge thanks to her for allowing me to use her beautiful artwork as a banner for these headcanons!

MY HERO ACADEMIA M.LIST - 3

✩ Dragon!Dabi is the absolute worst babysitter Dragon!Dabi doesn’t do babysitting. He barely manages himself, let alone a tiny, hyperactive, unhinged version of himself. But sometimes, life happens, and he ends up being left alone with his hatchling. "Yeah, they’ll be fine." Famous last words. He turns around for one second and his offspring is either halfway up a mountain, dangling off a ledge, or chewing on something highly poisonous. Cue panic flames. After the fiftieth time of nearly having a heart attack, dragon!Dabi considers tethering his child to a rock.

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✩ Dragon!Dabi’s offspring is fireproof, and it causes problems Dragon!Dabi prides himself on his flames. They’re blue, deadly, hot enough to burn entire landscapes into ash. No one should ever get too close.

His hatchling? They do not give a single shit. His dragonet literally does not fear fire. They walk straight into their dad’s flames like it’s a warm breeze and Dabi loses his mind every time. "YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO DODGE, YOU LITTLE MENACE!"

ONE MOMENT LATER The hatchling sticks entire face in a bonfire. Dragon!Dabi growls, “Hey— HEY! You’re not supposed to do that!” His hatchling, muffled through flames, “But I’m fiiiiine, pa.” Dragon!Dabi, truly exasperated, “That’s not the point. You’re making me look like a bad parent.”

It gets to the point where dragon!Dabi stops reacting entirely because this kid literally bathes in fire like it’s a hot spring. He tells them not to, of course. But do they listen? No. This is the moment he begins to doubt his authority as a father.

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✩ Dragon!Dabi secretly fears his hatchling’s mother

Dragon!Dabi can deal with his kid’s bullshit. What he can’t deal with? Their mother finding out. The number of things his hatchling has done that should have killed them is astronomically high. Every time, Dabi just sighs, rubs his temples, and mutters, "Don’t tell your mother or she’s gonna kill me. Or literally anyone. Don’t tell anyone."

Dragon!Dabi tries to defend himself every time something happens, but really, what’s he supposed to say? “Your child ate a glowing mushroom, but it’s fine because they burped a little fire and were totally chill about it?”  Hell nah.

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✩ Dragon!Dabi is so done with his offspring’s amounts of energy

His hatchling has the energy of a thousand suns. Dabi? He just wants one nap. But noooo, they’re biting his tail, pulling on his horns, climbing all over him. "Why are you like this? Who cursed me?” Dragon!Dabi would literally whine.

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✩ Dragon!Dabi’s hatchling is a tail grabber

Dabi’s tail is not a toy. And yet, his hatchling treats it like one, latching onto it at any given moment. He tries flicking them off, but they just cling harder. Eventually, Dabi just accepts his fate.

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✩ Uncle Hawks has a bad influence on dragon!Dabi’s offspring

Every time dragon!Keigo visits, Dabi knows his kid is gonna end up doing something ridiculous. "Why is the dragonet trying to fly by jumping off rocks?! HAWKS, WHAT DID YOU TELL THEM?!"

One time, Hawks let them ride on his back mid-flight and now the hatchling thinks they can fly on their own.

Dragon!Dabi has lost count of how many times he has caught them jumping off high places with absolutely zero plans for landing.

“STOP LAUNCHING YOURSELF OFF HIGH ROCKS, LITTLE BRAT!” “But Uncle Hawks says—” “UNCLE HAWKS IS NOT YOUR FATHER.”

At this point, he’s banning Hawks from visits (not really, but he threatens to)

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✩ Dragon!Dabi teaching his offspring goes wrong all the time

Tries to teach them how to hunt, but ends up getting bitten instead. Tries to teach them how to breathe fire, but they accidentally light his tail on fire. Tries to teach them how to be stealthy, but they loudly announce their every movement. It’s a disaster.

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✩ The offspring is overdramatic like their father

This dragonet has inherited Dabi’s level of petty. They absolutely hold grudges. If someone denies them a snack? They’ll sulk for hours. If Dabi tells them to train instead of play? "I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME, FATHER!"

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✩ Dragon!Dabi is secretly proud but acts like he’s not

He’ll roll his eyes at his kid’s accomplishments, but the moment no one’s looking? He’s smirking like a proud idiot. "Damn right that’s my hatchling."

Someone tries to insult his dragonet? “You talk shit about my kid one more time and I burn your entire lineage to the ground.”

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✩ Bone hoarder offspring

Dragon!Dabi brings his hatchling gifts because that’s just what dragons do. The problem? His dragonet hoards them. Specifically? Bones.

Other dragons hoard gold, gems, and precious weapons. His kid? They hoard skulls, ribs, femurs, and vertebrae.

“Couldn’t you, like… I dunno, hoard cool things?” asks dragon!Dabi. “Bones are cool, pa,” his offspring replies, happily gnawing on a rib bone. “I meant normal cool things,” dragon!Dabi insists with a sigh. “But look! They’re organized! And they’re awesome! Bones are amazing! And you know nothing about it.”

Dragon!Dabi, being a huge creature, once kicked a rib bone out of the way, not thinking anything of it.

His hatchling gasped in absolute betrayal, “YOU KICKED WOBBLY RIB?!” Dragon!Dabi frowned, tilting his massive head, “Who the fuck is—” His dragonet ran and cradled the rib like it would be a dying pet, “Wobbly Rib has been with me since I was LITTLE!” Dragon!Dabi would stare down at his offspring, saying, “BUT IT’S A FUCKING BONE—”

At this point, Dabi has accepted that his child is a little weirdo.

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✩ Dragon!Dabi’s dragonet is a little menace

Dragon!Dabi was not prepared for his kid to develop an attitude. At all.

Dragon!Dabi grumbles, “Gods, you’re just like me.” His hatchling replies while grinning, “That’s your problem.” Dragon!Dabi sputters in disbelief, “DID YOU JUST—” The hatchling smirks while scratching behind his ear using his rare paw, “I’m just saying, if you didn’t want another you, maybe you should’ve thought about that before having me.”

Dragon!Dabi has never been so disrespected in his life. He has also never been so proud.

@pixelcafe-network

[i-cant-sing]

My mind is just coming up with amazing ideas today. I guess that's what happens when u don't study for a week... (this is all happening my academic burnout sm)

I present to you- Yandere Dad Hawks x bird kid reader.

Look Dad Keigo was gonna be a doting father for any kid, biological or not, but there's just something about his bio kid who also HAS HIS QUIRK😭😭😭 Like he can't stop awing at the sight of his little baby bird having tiny tiny red wings like papa.

The ever loving, forever doting, always spoiling his baby, that's the kind of dad Keigo is. I mean, putting his own childhood trauma aside, he still wants you to have the best childhood ever. There are very few things he says no to (only coming second to Dad Dabi who only says no to things that will actively put you in danger. Want ice cream for breakfast? Okay. Want to go to 7/11 with grandpa Enji? Hell no.). Child reader wants an Endeavour hero figure? Of course, darling! Here, take one from daddy's collection 🥰🥰🥰 Dont wanna eat your peas? Sorry, doll. You're gonna have to finish your plate, even if you try to look adorably menacing by fluffing up your wings.

Oh and your wings😭 You know how Rei has a weird thing for your hair (and she definitely gives you a flea bath after you hang out with hawks)? Yeah that's how Keigo is with your wings- obsessed. He takes care of them, cleans them out and even has you sit for hours if that's how long it takes him to groom them. "Its no use swatting me, baby. I'm still not letting you move an inch until I'm done. So, just sit back and relax.🥰" keigo would say as he hands his phone to watch some shows.

I headcanon that Keigo's kid will be sassy and quick as him. The two can bicker for hours, and no ones really sure whether you're just that good at arguments or if Keigo just let's you win because he loves you so much.

I can also see Keigo and reader bonding over their mutual love for pro hero Endeavour (but in very different ways💀)

Dad Keigo adores spending time with you, especially now that you're put in a safehouse with only a handful people he let's you meet. A major part of his life is feeding you. Maybe it's the bird brain, maybe it's his childhood trauma, but Keigo has to cook meals for you and he has to watch you eat them. He's not sure, but it makes him be at peace knowing that you sleep with a tummy full and a warm bed.

I think as far as flying goes, Keigo tells you to only to do it under his supervision. You know how sometimes you forget how ti breathe and then making a concious effort to breathe makes it difficult to do so? That's what Keigo thinks happens. He thinks that if you fly alone, you might suddenly forget how flap your wings or maybe you get tired and then you're just crashing down to the ground. Unfortunately for his weak heart, you don't listen to him and fly as high as you can.

Would Keigo let you go to school? Initially, yes. But it only takes one incident, something even as harmless as a stupid prank call threatening his child (Dabi did the call), and that's enough for him to go hay wire and pull you out of school and move to a new safehouse, cut off from anyone and everyone. When he has to leave, he'd either drop you off at Enji's, OR have someone from the Hero Comminsion come and babysit you.

You can pout and cry and scream at him all you want, he's not changing his mind. You're his baby, his only light, only will to live, he can't risk your life.

His life would only become more complicated if either of you get a love interest. For you, the choices are: Katsuki, Tokoyami, Izuku. For him, the choices are: Dabi, your baby mama, Miruko.

[tokiro07]

Toki Reads Shonen Jump 2025, Issue #15: Cuck Week

One Piece: The God's Knights use some kind of nightmare power to kidnap the children of Elbaph; Loki slams Ragnir, his hammer, into the World Tree, summoning lightning to strike the trunk and start a fire. Got some neat powers this week, though I'm curious if this means that Killingham ISN'T a Kirin Zoan and is actually some kind of dragon-man with a dream Devil Fruit OR if the dream power is a demonic ability like what the Elders seem to use

Roboco: A royal friend of Motsuo's visits from overseas, and despite Motsuo's failures to protect him from harm, he manages to have a great time and gifts Motsuo his old house back. I don't know how property tax works in Japan, but having a mansion definitely doesn't make him rich again, so I don't know the point to that bit

Sakamoto: The team escapes from the prison, only to be confronted by The Order, who reveal that they've allied themselves with Slur and have left JAA chairman Asaki undefended for Uzuki to kill; Uzuki publicly declares that he's establishing a new JAA. I'm so unclear on whether or not the general populace has even heard of the JAA, but I assume that either way this is going to have dramatic ramifications for the setting

EluSam: Morofuyu sees how far Tokiyuki's abilities have improved and asks what sort of training he did; Tokiyuki cannot bring himself to admit that he's been getting raucously slammed by three baddies for the last couple years and needed to bulk up just to survive, and tells him he's been training with animals instead. Matsui couldn't get permission to serialize F-Ken, so he had to find a way to incorporate fetishism into his power system SOMEHOW

Witch Watch: Wolf asks Nemu to bear his children, as he's afraid he'll one day fade away when Keigo no longer needs him, and wants to leave something tangible behind; Nemu admits that she loves both Wolf and Keigo, but refuses his confession because she doesn't want to be unfaithful to either of them; using a magic mirror, Keigo confronts Wolf, who challenges him to be more active with Nemu lest he take her first; Keigo resolves to confess to Nemu himself, though it seems he still doesn't quite have the courage just yet. Boo! BOO!!! You better just be cooking, Shinohara, cus if you're seriously going to say polyamory is unfaithful after Tozuka and Matsui went out of their way to make it a major positive plotpoint, I'm never going to forgive you! However, Wolf's motivations are extremely compelling; this is basically The Victor Problem from Undead Unluck, and being a magical setting, it can easily be solved without killing off Wolf

Blue Box: The ransom note turns out to be a ploy by Nagisa, who just wanted to talk to Taiki in private about Chinatsu, thanking him for being there for her and helping her stay in Japan. Very cute chapter, no notes

Akane: After her three years of training abroad, Akane returns to Issho, who asks what she's learned; when she answers that she's come to understand the value of what she has, Issho calls it a mundane, yet valuable enough lesson to acknowledge Akane as being ready to learn about Shiguma's Art. Again, I'm not sure I had the takeaway Suenaga wanted me to have, but I like that interaction; Issho having such an unusually soft reaction, and allowing Akane to come to her own conclusion rather than having a specific lesson in mind, demonstrates an interesting amount of depth to his character and teaching style that I hope will be greater informed in the coming chapters

Kill Blue: Looking back at her adventures and interactions with Juzo, Noren comes to a shocking discovery - although she'd once dismissed the possibility, she is in fact in love with Juzo. ...Okay, so she's definitely an adult that got Conan'd, right? Like there's no way Fujimaki is going to have these two get together otherwise, right? But if that's the case...who is her dad, really...? Are they actually ex's and he's just playing a role? But then why would he stage this whole thing about her getting engaged...The implications of this series are truly mindboggling...

Nue: As Squad 6 attempts to escape from Gashadokuro, Nue helps Gakuro to unlock one more upgrade - his Soul Armor; Gashadokuro is so impressed with Gakuro's growth that he becomes jealous that Nue got him first. WOW that's the dumbest crossguard I've ever seen on a fantasy weapon! It's unique, but it's so impractical!!! You can even see how awkwardly Gakuro's wrist has to bend to hold that stupid thing!!! Anyway, wasn't the current goal to get Gakuro to force a contract with Gashadokuro? It seems like he'd be pretty down for it, why not take advantage of the fact that he's asking for Gakuro to join him?

Kagurabachi: As her memories return, Iori flashes back to her former relationship with her father, and the death of her mother; at the point where they started to get along, the Hishaku appeared with a proposal for Samura. Hakazono's really good at establishing compelling dynamics within one chapter, and Samura's contact with the Hishaku being part of his motivation for erasing Iori's memories adds an interesting layer to his decision to form a contract with them

Chojo: Finally back from overseas, Inukai is confronted with a shocking rumor - that Keinain is dating Ippongi! Traumatized by losing Chojo to her, Inukai panics and accidentally gets himself Me-Too'd; Inukai's fears of losing Keinain are assuaged when he hears Keinain defending him from petty coworkers. It somehow only just sunk in how many ships there are in this series, I wonder if there are any plans to make good on any of them?

Astro Royale: Terasu's next opponent tries to assassinate him behind the scenes, but Shikaba interferes and knocks them both out of the tournament, making Hibaru the winner by default and allowing him to jump straight to fighting Shikaba. Man, it's almost like there was no point to Terasu being in the tournament in the first place

Kiyoshi: After Bakku's defeat, Jack Joe pleads to spare him as his old friend; as Bakku bids goodbye through tears of joy, he is suddenly killed, seemingly by another Demon Lord; meanwhile, Hydrako lures out Kiyoshi with seemingly yandere intentions. BAKKUUU!!! Wait, is his name Bakku Yoraku or Yoraku Bakku? Weird to suddenly change it like that, I wonder which way was the error...I am legit upset about this development, but I'm also unclear on what it takes to kill a demon considering what Yamada survived in chapter 1

Hima-Ten: The group goes to a beach house, and the girls all fish for compliments on their swimsuits, though only Himari doesn't get one; while she tries to get over her jealousy, Himari gets hit by a wave and loses her contact lenses, only to be saved by Tenichi. I truly don't understand why Tenichi would need to quit working for Himari if he starts dating, that's dumb

Ichi: Gokuraku sees through Uroro's empty promise and flies off the handle, reminded of his nemesis - the local deified Magik, Bakugami, a Human Hater disguised as a benevolent god, plotting to sacrifice his followers as a tribute to the World Hater. ...I guess that makes more sense than Gokuraku fighting Ichi, huh? I wonder if defeating Bakugami will allow Gokuraku to become a Witch, or if he'll accept that he can't become one once his goal is fulfilled?

Shinobi: Kawasemi overpowers Yodaka and reveals that Public Safety are the ones responsible for the death of Aoi's parents; he offers to ensure Aoi's safety if Yodaka joins the Fugitive Ninja, but Yodaka refuses to give her to someone who will make her life miserable. It seems that's the theme of the arc, as Yodaka also refused to give Aoi to Suzume because of her view on relationships

Syd Craft: Misery returns and tricks Syd and co. into entering a haunted house...which, due to safety concerns, has been modified into a fun thriller attraction rather than the death trap it was meant to be. A+. 10 outta 10. Perfect chapter. Misery should be the main character and all the girls should be lusting after her

Embers: Takami manages to receive the ball from Haitani, but cracks under the pressures put on him by everyone's expectations of him to be an ace scorer, especially from his father; one failed goal nearly breaks Takami's spirit, but Haitani's refusal to allow a single failure to define someone resonates with him and gives him the motivation to try again and successfully score a goal. Haitani's entire dynamic with soccer is a string of failures that slowly stacked into success, so he's the ideal person to refute Takami's perfectionism; the theme of second chances is really resonating with me, I wonder how it will be applied to someone like Inanaki who seems so irredeemably nasty

Beethoven: Claude is distressed to learn that Yaso is back to playing piano and trying to transfer into Reiro Academy, as doing so threatens to tarnish the memory of his victory over him two years ago; because the students are set to be the judges for Yaso's audition, Claude preemptively decides that he won't allow Yaso to pass no matter what; with two weeks to practice, Beethoven plans to teach Yaso how to play Apassionata so well that no one can deny his skill no matter how much they want to. Claude's insult game is insane; he's already a great antagonist just from representing the antithesis of Yaso's master's philosophy, but his loony personality and animated movements make him shockingly endearing for someone so downright reprehensible

As if in response to me calling last week's issue Polybait Week, Jump went out of their way to crush my hopes with spite, jealousy and near explicit cuckoldry!

Nemu explicitly denying the possibility of polyamory and Wolf threatening to cuck Keigo, Himari putting herself on the backburner for Tenichi but still acting jealous, Inukai mistaking Ippongi for an outright homewrecker...okay, that last one wasn't based on last week, but still!

I would argue that Nue's Exorcist also played with the idea, as not only was this a Nue-heavy chapter, but Gashadokuro was kinda getting cucked by Gakuro taking away Shiroha AND by Nue having Gakuro as her vessel

At least EluSam keeps leading the pack by continuing to show us the true Power of Love...making...

Top 3 of the Week:

Ichi the Witch for delving into Gokuraku's motivations

Star of Beethoven for our new special little freak boy

Syd Craft for Miseryyy~~~

Embers' dynamic between its leads was super interesting, Shinobi Undercover continues to endear me to Yodaka and Aoi's relationship, and of course Elusive Samurai had one of the funniest gags I've ever seen from Jump, but these three weirdos have all dug themselves into my brain and I need to acknowledge that

[samm1e13]

L.O.V.E

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / keigo lore / cold soba

checkpoint;

keigo lore

cw; mentions of suicide, mentions of drug addiction, allusions to SA, mentions of running away, mentions of familial death from overdose, allusions to anxiety and depression, please please please do not read this if any of these are triggering to you, this chapter is not super important to the plot, it’s a side quest that just explains the history between keigo and touya from the last chapter’s lore drop, MDNI, please be mindful of you’re mental state when reading this chapter

who is keigo takami?

well to put it simply, keigo takami is an older brother and works as a restaurant bar manager. but who is keigo takami beneath that?

keigo takami is a broken child.

when keigo was two years old, his sister was born. that was fine, he loved playing with her and watching her grow up. from two years old to seven years old, life couldn’t have been better, he had his parents and his sister. when he was six things between his parents got a bit rocky, but still that was okay. he still had them and his sister.

until he didn’t.

when keigo was seven, he learned that not all parents stay together. he also learned what cheating really was and why his sister didn’t really look like him. his dad said he’d take care of him and that he’d still get to see him, that didn’t last very long.

when keigo was ten, his dad remarried and moved away; he never saw him again. keigo had to take care of himself, his sister, and his mom who found her solace in drugs. little keigo did what he could, which as a ten year old, wasn’t much.

when keigo was fourteen, he met touya at school. the two became friends fast, hanging out at school, or the park when they had the time. neither of them wanted the other at their house for varying reasons.

in the summer between freshman and sophomore year when keigo was 15, he and touya began dating. it was the happiest keigo had been in years, but he still had his mom and sister to take care of. keigo worked hard to make sure that his sister was taken care of, that his mom was doing okay, and that his relationship lasted. he started working as a busser and dishwasher for a restaurant. working as many hours as he could, he’d take the bus after school and on weekends.

when keigo was sixteen, his sister tried running away in hopes to make it easier for keigo. she got as far as the park five blocks from their house before keigo found her. “i need you here, i can’t lose you, please little sis. it’s just you and me against the world. i will always protect you and take care of you. no matter what happens, i promise to always be there.” his words had made them both cry and she followed him home. that night, keigo held his sister while they fell asleep for the first time since they were kids.

when keigo was seventeen, a number of things happened. in may, he bought touya a promise to give him on their anniversary in september. in june, his sister tried to kill herself, she wouldn’t tell him why, but he thought it might have something to do with her ex-boyfriend or maybe their mom. in july, his mom passed away and he started working more to get a place for his sister and him to live. keigo never got to give touya the ring, because in august dabi, as he apparently now went by, broke his heart. keigo was left wondering if it was his fault.

when keigo was eighteen, he graduated high school and started working nearly everyday. he saved up enough to buy a car and would take his sister to school in the morning before going to work. his sister got into gaming as an escape and he did everything he could to support her. keeping her face hidden, she started streaming and soon enough started making money.

“keigs, i got money from streaming my games.” his sister had said one morning on the drive to school, keigo was almost twenty while his sister was a few months shy of being eighteen.

“that’s awesome chickadee, how much did you get?” he glanced at her from the driver seat while stopped at a red light.

“nine hundred dollars.” keigo gaped at his sister in shock, a car honked behind them, and he started driving again.

“that’s amazing, i’m so proud of you little sister.” she smiles at his words, feeling shy at what she says next.

“i want you to have it.” he’s shaking his head before she even finishes talking.

“no.”

“but keigs-”

“i said no, save it for college. don’t waste it on me.”

“It’s not a waste to me. i want to spend it on you. you’re my big brother, you take care of me.”

“exactly, i take care of you. not the other way around.”

“keigo please.”

“i said no.”

she doesn’t say anything more but a couple weeks later he has new clothes for work and a new phone for his birthday, he doesn’t bring it up.

and now, keigo is twenty-four, working a restaurant bar manager position that he worked his ass off to prove himself worthy of and get promoted to. he has them living in a two bedroom apartment in a nicer part of town, his little sister is in college and still streaming.

and the love of his life, the boy that broke his heart, is sitting on the couch in his living room, looking very much like he belongs there. keigo’s heart breaks all over again, and the ring he keeps hidden in the back of his closet calls his name for the first time in years.

he’s fucked.

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[sparkles-and-trash]

dabihawks, pro heroes au

It was embarrassing, really, to be standing here off to the sides sulking at a party like this, especially over something so very not important.

There were a lot of things that were important to Keigo Takami, aka pro hero Hawks, and winning was certainly not one of them.

Justice, peace, freedom, good food, a safe place to rest, those were important things in Keigo's life.

Winning was NOT up there.

So why the hell did this bother him so much?

He had just broken the Top 10 rankings during his first year as a pro, that was crazy, that was unheard of!

Except for the fact that pro hero Super Nova did it last year.

The first one who ever did.

And look, that wasn't even fair, because Keigo hadn't even debuted yet!

But now he was doomed to be the second one out. The second youngest to break though top 10, and he was still ranked behind goddamn Super Nova.

All that training with the commission, his whole life dedicated to this, and sure, he saved a lot of people, and that should matter the most, but...

Of course it mattered the most.

Keigo sighed deeply, took a sip of the Champagne that he definitely should not be drinking, blew his bangs out of his face, and used his wings to push himself away from the wall he'd been clinging to.

...right into another person.

"Oh shit, I mean, oops, I'm sorry!" Keigo stammered nervously, all the social training he'd been undergoing flying out the window.

He tried to put on a charming but apologetic smile as he looked up, but it quickly fell from his face as he realized he's just pushed himself right into goddamn Super Nova.

Of all the fucking people at this party.

The (beautiful) white haired man looked down at him with those (striking) blue eyes and raised his hands in surrender.

"Hey kid, no worries!" he said with a real charming smile, and Keigo just about fucking had it.

"I'm not a kid."

He didn't quite mean for the sentence to come out that venomous, but fuck it. The guy kinda deserved it.

"What?" Super Nova asked, clearly confused by Keigo's reaction.

Keigo rolled his eyes.

"I'm barley a year younger than you."

Super Nova nodded.

"I know, I didn't mean anything by it, I just -"

"See me as inferior?" Keigo finished the sentence for him, and realized he probably should have stopped after one glass of Champagne.

He could not handle alcohol to have his life.

The friendliness fell off Super Nova's face totally now, and he grabbed Keigo but the upper arm gently, but firmly.

"I think you need some air," he declared, and Keigo couldn't find it in himself to disagree.

The white haired hero guided Keigo out to a small balcony out in the long hallway outside the gala room, and the fresh air hitting his face was one of the most amazing things Keigo had ever felt.

Maybe next to the other hero's hand around his arm.

Wait, what?

"You feelin' any better?" said hero asked, and Keigo nodded.

"Yeah, I guess," he mumbled, and damn Super Nova smirked at him again.

This time however, it wasn't fury that bloomed in Keigo's chest.

"Champagne and warm, stuffy galas gets to the best of us, man," the other pro said casually, and Keigo rolled his eyes.

"What, because you have so much experience with that?" Keigo asked sarcastically, but to his surprise Super Nova nodded.

"Yeah, actually, I do," he said with a smirk as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his suit jacket.

Of fucking course.

He held on up to offer to Keigo, and calmly put I back when Keigo shook his head.

"Don't you want on yourself?" Keigo asked, and Super Nova shrugged.

"It's okay, if you don't smoke I bet you don't want me puffing smoke up in your face, either."

Keigo pursed his lips.

"Oh. Thanks, I guess," he mumbled, and Super Nova chuckled.

"No worries, little bird."

Keigo felt his mouth fall open at the nerve of this guy, but didn't say anything.

"Anyways, it was my second gala as a pro, I had five glasses of Champagne because of the heat and ended up cursing out my dad in front of all the poor people in the kitchen of this place," Super Nova finished with a shake of his head.

"Not my finest moment."

Keigo tilted his head, trying to figure out if he was being serious.

"What, you yelled at Endeavor if front of the whole kitchen staff?" he finally asked, and got rewarded with a slightly surprised expression on the other man's face.

"So you do know," he said, and it was finally Keigo's turn to smirk.

"That you're a Todoroki?" he asked, and the other man nodded.

"I might be fresh on the pro circuit, but I wasn't born yesterday," Keigo said as he felt a brave flare in his chest and decided to lean closer to the other hero to whisper;

"Touya."

Touya smirked back at him, taking the bait and leaning in further himself.

"Well I'd be damned, little bird," he said slyly.

Keigo felt his face turn pink, but didn't back down.

"I wasn't the second youngest to break into the top 10 circuit for nothing, you know," he said with a wink, and Touya laughed softly.

"First one who wasn't a nepo baby, tho," the other hero said with a wink back at him.

Keigo raised his eyebrows as he finally leaned back a little.

"Maybe not in the traditional way, no, but..." he trailed off, not sure how to explain the whole commission thing just like that.

Touya raised his eyebrows.

"But?" he asked with a curious tilt of his head.

"But, I think I need a little more champagne before I'm ready for that conversation," Keigo admitted, and Touya smirked.

"Well, I happen to know my way around the kitchen of this place, so if I get the Champagne, and you'll give me the full story?"

Krig chuckled.

"I guess that would be a fair trade," he admitted, and Touya smiled back.

"Meet you back here in five?" he asked, and Keigo nodded.

"Deal," he agreed, and Touya snickered.

"Deal, indeed, little bird."

[thr0wnawayy]

Just HOW corrupt is Hero Society?. Pt 1.

At this point in MHA's timeline, it's no secret that Hero Society is beyond saving. In my time lurking in these tags, I've seen the occasional post tackling some aspect of this corruption, all of which I found insightful. Today I'd like to share some of my own tidbits and thoughts regarding the sensationalized hellscape that is MHA's Japan.

Hawks' Origins:

Something that always bugged me was the timing, It seemed to good to be true. Hawks' dad gets caught, ENDEAVOR of all people is the one to do it and the Commission just happens to arrive.

Well, no. Let me ask you this, why would they send in the Number 2 hero to deal with a petty thief turned murder. A hard hitter like Endeavor would have been the WORST possible person to send as opposed to like, Eraserhead who would have been able to dissarm Takami quietly.

It's not like Mr. Takami was particularly dangerous either, his feathers at best could make for decent lockpicks or shivs but that doesn't justify Endeavor's appearance nor does it make sense given his arrogance. To him the situation would be small fries.

It just doesn't make sense when you assess the risk, it's not like Endeavor has ever been good at restraint (See: Hero Killer Arc) and the possibility of collateral wasn't exactly zero when you consider Mr. Takami got caught jacking a car (additionally not a major or dangerous crime). So he gets arrested, the seeds of Hero worship are planted in a young Keigo's mind and Hawks + his Mother flee and become homeless. Hawks eventually goes looking for the police and returns with:

Well they aren't police.

So, your telling me that these Commission agents just so happend to be around Hawks, here in some backwater cranny. What interest would the HPSC have in this dregg of a family (How do they even know their names). They shouldn't. Not unless they knew something before hand.

(I find it funny that the scene parallels how Tomura was found, down to their respective "saviors" having their own agendas)

We know Hawks used his quirk as a sort of motion detection system to alert his father of any intruders. Mind you, we don't know how far or accurate he was prior to the HPSC's efforts (minus being able to reach the city). So it's possible the HPSC avoided detection by watching from a distance and avoiding certain areas where Hawks could sense them.

Just how long was the Commission watching, how long did they allow the abuse to continue. How long did they watch the Takami's starve on the streets from afar before acting. So many questions, yet no answers.

"Cool but how does the HPSC tie to Endeavor?" You may be asking.

Well, sometime before the arrest happened Hawks had actually left the house and ventured into the nearby district woth his mother.

And came home with an Endeavor plush. Funny how that works huh?. It's not implausible to assume that the Commission simply requested Endeavor to handle Mr. Takami, possibly adjusting his schedule for their convenience.

I'm not suggesting that Endeavor knew of the Commission's scheme here, nor am I suggesting he (intentionally) helped. (Enji's cruel, yes. But he's also an idiot in anything not hero/celebrity related.).

Something I ask myself is, were there other candidates?. Children stuck in situations like Hawks', what happened to them. Were they abandoned to either die or become villains, killed to eliminate potential threats, or perhaps they were just born "unlucky".

Some final notes:

Hello, I apologize for the amateur nature of the formatting, I'm still getting used to the sites formatting options, as well as trying to figure out my "style" so to speak. Regardless I hope you found something in this post and look forward to your thoughts and opinions regarding the content above.

Yours truly,

Thr0wnaway.

[anri-2]

"It's dad!"

Keigo Takami × reader

The bright glow of the television drowned out all other light in the room. Sounds and voices spilled from its screen, dissolving into a stream of information barely comprehensible to a child. It felt as though the world consisted solely of this room and the TV. The little girl did her best to understand what the woman on the other side was saying, tracing her tiny finger along the screen as if trying to converse with the reporter.

- Lady, why won’t you talk to me...? - Her words were barely intelligible—she had only just begun speaking, a milestone that had filled you and your husband with immeasurable joy.

The girl pulled her finger away from the screen and turned her full attention to you. Her two high ponytails bobbed comically with every movement. Blonde hair, golden eyes—something almost birdlike in their sharpness—all inherited from her father. You tried not to compare them too much, desperately hoping that at least some of her personality had come from you. But no such luck. She was Keigo’s spitting image.

Takami hadn’t been home for long, away fighting villains. He had strictly forbidden the media—or anyone else, for that matter—from knowing about his wife and child, too concerned for their safety. You hadn’t been married long, only tying the knot after he found out about the pregnancy. So for now, you stayed out of the public eye.

Let her grow up a little first. Then we’ll officially announce to the world that we’re a family. - You could still hear his words from months ago, seared into your mind like a brand.

- Yeah… now’s not the safest time... - you murmured under your breath, fingers interlacing as your gaze flicked between the TV and your daughter.

The little one suspected nothing. All she knew was that her dad was someone strong and amazing. No one wanted to burden her with the details. For a brief moment, you even wondered what would become of her when she grew up. Who would she be? What kind of Quirk would she have? And most importantly—would that bright, unshakable joy of hers ever dim into something quieter, something sadder?

- Mama! Look! That’s Papa! - She jabbed a finger at the screen, right at her father’s face as he stood there, listening to a reporter’s question.

Her sharp, excited tone snapped you out of your thoughts. You focused first on her, then on the TV. Keigo’s figure stood out among the battered and wounded villains—he looked almost untouched. Charismatic, even in the midst of such a brutal scene. Slowly, a smile crept onto your face before you even realized it. Just seeing him was enough.

- Mama! Mama! You see him too, right?! - She wouldn’t calm down, her eyes sparkling with pure delight at the sight of her father.

- Yeah, yeah, that’s our Papa. Pretty cool, huh? - You slid off the couch to sit beside her, gently nudging her back from the screen.

- Yeah! My Papa’s the best! - Tiny arms wrapped around your neck in a tight, happy hug, though her gaze never left the television.

The two of you watched Keigo intently, as if waiting for some grand declaration. As if, at any moment, he’d look straight into the camera and magically appear back home. But it didn’t happen. The girl’s hope began to fade, her grip loosening around your neck.

- Papa can’t see us... - Her little lips pouted.

- That’s because he’s inside the TV, not home. People on the other side can’t hear us. - Your attempt to explain how televisions worked only made her sulk more.

Not wanting tears or a tantrum, you started to worry. You were just about to change the channel to something cartoonish—anything to distract her—when your hand froze mid-reach for the remote.

Because Keigo had taken the microphone from the reporter.

And then he looked straight into the camera.

A smile spread across his face—the kind he reserved only for the two of you. And in that moment, you knew you wouldn’t be changing the channel after all.

Takami stepped closer to the lens, putting on an exaggerated pout.

- Man, I really miss racing someone through a bowl of noodles... Hope we can do that again real soon— He didn’t name names, keeping his words vague, —if you’re watching this. Then, with a softer chuckle, he added, Alright, fine.

It’s not just the noodles I miss. I miss... a quiet life. With the people closest to me.

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please NOT translate, copy, or pass it off as your own

[xkaidaxxxx]

Fake Love.

Hawks x reader

Mentions: relationships, Hardship, New feelings, boundaries, fluff.

some cute moments!

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“ Alright kids. Hold onto the rope. Road crossing to the pick up area is important. Always pay attention.” Shoto said, watching the little ones obeying. Miu was at the end. She somehow fell on her knees and hands. She cried, feeling so much pain. The teacher took over. “  It’s okay kid.” He carried her across then checked her hands and knees. Scratches and small cuts. “ Is your mommy here yet?” he asked, frosting her hands a bit to ease the pain. She looked around for you and then pointed. “She’s young.” he spoke then walked over. “She fell. I frosted her hand a bit to numb the pain. I’m volunteering to help a teacher for a week.” Shoto said with a smile. “ That's very nice of you, Hero Shoto. I hope she didn’t cause much trouble. Her wings are growing.” you replied. “ I helped her with her wings throughout the day. Right, Miu. Remember to practice.” he said, ruffling her hair. She giggled and nodded. “ Yes sir. Promise!” she replied, forgetting she was wounded.“ Get going, your daddy must be waiting at home to see his  smart and strong little one.” he said, pinching her cheek softly. She frowned, hiding her face into her mama’s neck. She feels sad she doesn’t have a dad and even more recently. Daddy daughter dance is in 3 weeks. You frowned. Shoto then realized. “ Oh um..I apologize.” he said. “ You didn’t know. Miu say bye bye to Hero Shoto.” you said. She waved goodbye. 

Everyday you spoke to Shoto during drop off and pick up, and everyday he brought a small snack for Miu and a coffee for you. “ Good Morning. Ms.L/n. Did you rest well last night?” He said handing you your daily coffee cup. “ Go on, baby mommy will pick you up and today we’re having your favorite for dinner.” you said and gave her a peck on her cheek. Miu’s eyes lit up. “Okay mama bye bye.” she ran inside. “ I rested well last night. How about you?” you asked, taking a sip of your drink. “ I actually did. Hey umm.” Shoto said taking out a piece of paper with his number on it, he handed it to you with a blush. He’s gathering up the courage to ask you on a date. He knows he’s 20 and you’re 23 with a child but that won’t stop him. You took the paper and saw his number. “ We can chat outside of school grounds. Maybe go out on a date?” he asked. He was sweating a bit. “ Oh..I’d love to but..I won’t have anyone to take care of Miu. I’m sorry.” you responded sadly. “ Miu can come as well. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.” Shoto said, trying to make it happen. You nodded. “Alright. Okay yes.” you said smiling. “ How about after school? Something small. Dinner. Is there any place you prefer? Along with Miu?” he asked, being considerate. “ I’m making her favorite dinner for her. Would you like to come over?” you said, adding his number on your contact list. “Yes!” he replied. He thought - This is meant to be.Her food must be so delicious. Can she cook cold soba?- He gave you a hug. Some of the female teachers were jealous. You were so eager for work to end so you can pick up Miu and have Shoto over for dinner. 

“Someone is very eager to go home.” your coworker Jinni said. “ Yes I am. I want things to go well tonight. Miu and I invited someone over.” you replied and continued typing and fixing things on the online forms. “ Ooo you have a secret boyfriend.” Jini said teasingly. You shook your head and brushed it off. 

As you picked up Miu, Hawks noticed her red wings and her cute blonde hair in pigtails. He witnessed you carrying her and the little girl calling you mommy.  Keigo walked over. “Y/n hey.” Keigo said. You set Miu down. “Mingle with your friends for a bit sweetie.” you said. Miu took her teacher's hand and walked over to her friends. “How have you been..?” he asked. You pulled him aside. “ Are you kidding me? How have I been?” you said with tears in your eyes. “Is she..mine?” he asked. “ Red wigs with blond hair. What do you think?” you asked, crossing your arms. “ Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, getting upset. You sighed ready for the pain. “ Ever since we dated…It was obvious you never loved me Keigo. You never made time for us. You’d come home drunk. Your friends had to drop you off. You forgot about me many times when important things came up. You were so fucking obsessed with Macy. When you suddenly change, i knew after a while what you did to make me happy was like a fucking check list.” you replied, tears slipping. “ I’m sorry I made you suffer…If you allow it, I’d like to be back in your life. Be a family with our daughter.” he said, rubbing your arm and taking a hold of your hand. “ Keigo..I was naive and very young ... .I left because things were hell for me. I knew if I stayed then things would only get worse. I won’t and say I was fine without you but I was a mess.” You replied crying silently. He felt awful hearing you say those words. He affected your life immensely. “ I’m here now. You don’t have to worry about anything.” he replied. “ I’m sorry Keigo. You might be a new man now but..Miu is my daughter..I already hurt her enough with her not having a father…I wont hurt her again if you show up and then pay no attention to her.” You replied holding in your sobs. Keigo kept pleading and you were getting overly emotional. “I’m trying to make things right y/n. Meet me tomorrow at my agency, 1pm.If you don’t have anyone to look after her, you can bring her. She can have a tour of the place while we talk.” he said. You nodded and walked over to Miu. The dinner date went as planned. Very nice, calming and fun.

Saturday has come. You walked into the agency holding Miu. She was in awe with the heroes there. Luckily you didn’t have to ask for Hawks. He came up to you as soon as you walked in. As he walked over he looked at his sidekicks signaling them to the kid. “ Let us show this little cutie around!” a girl said, tickling her. With that they were on their way. “ She looks just like you…People are already spreading rumors.” you said following him to his office. “They’re not rumors. She is my daughter.” he replied, opening the door for you. You walked inside and sat down. He locked the door. 

“ Let me tell you everything. The truth.” he said. You braced yourself. “ When we first met I was very interested. You were smart, passionate and kind, still are. Everything about you lured me in. Then as we talked more I had the courage to ask you to be my girlfriend. The first 2 years were amazing. I then stumbled with work. It had me going back and forth. I started treating you badly because of it. Taking it out on you. Eventually things got back to normal. We did our best for each other and I always appreciate what you’ve done for me. I caught up with work and met Macy. I’m not going to lie and say she was always only a friend… She and I clicked. We hit it off. One of the reasons I would show up late home was because I was with her. The nights I wouldn’t show up… we were fucking. I don’t know why I did it. Those nights the guys would drop me off drunk…was me coping and feeling guilt for what I was doing. You gave me everything you had to offer. All your love and support. I had a wonder woman at home. I’d wake up, and you had my breakfast ready, packed lunch with an encouraging note attached to it, and had dinner ready at the time I used to always come home. You washed our clothes, had it neatly folded and hung. You made sure everything was clean. You’d wait for me everyday after my working hours. When it was time for me to come back to you. You even took the time to help me wash my wings. Every Time we’d have sex…the moment aftercare finished and you were fast asleep. I’d drink and hated myself for using you. You stayed even though I made it hell for you. You were wrong when you said I didn’t love you…It was my cruelness that made you believe that. I’ll always love you. Before I left for America I cut it off with Macy. I wanted to show you I can be a better man for you. When I came back the house was untouched. I looked around. Your clothes were gone, you left your phone behind, and there was no letter. These past years were a mess. I did my hero work. Stayed at 2. But I was miserable the entire time. All I could think about was you. Endeavour helped me get back on my feet.

I’ve changed Y/n. I changed to have a healthy life and be a better person. You were always in my mind. My heart has always been and always will be yours. When I saw Miu being carried by and calling you mommy, my heart skipped a beat. She looks exactly like me. I knew in an instant that she’s my daughter. I’m a shit of a father. I was such a crap of a boyfriend to not even notice the signs you had of pregnancy. You were 19 and alone. Having to carry a life on your own. I wasn’t there to help you as much as I could. I wasn’t there to see our daughter be born. I wasn’t there to hear her 1st word nor to see her 1st steps. Never heard her babble. I’ve missed out on so many things. I want to make things right Y/n. Please let me show you I’ve changed. Allow me to be with you and our baby girl. I love you both.” he said trying to hold back his tears the entire time. You cried as well. He then got on his knees in front of you, took a hold of your hands. “ Allow me to show you all my love,” he said. You nodded, “Y-Yes, one chance is all you get. I swear.” he stood up and held you close, wrapping his wings around you. You relaxed and hugged back. There was a loud knock on the door. He unlocked it, opened it, and Miu was crying with bandages wrapped on her knees. “ M-Mommy. It hurts!” she said. You rushed over to her. “ She tried showing us she can fly and then fell down.” a hero said. “ Sweetie, what did I say about flying?” you said, setting her on the couch. “ O-Only on safe ground.” she replied. Hawks ordered his sidekicks out. Miu stopped crying as you played with her hair. “ I’d like you to meet someone amazingly important. This is Keigo Takami. Hawks.” you said. You never allowed her to see anything about him on the internet but she has at school. You knew this due to her drawings. “ Yeah my dada!” she replied. Eyes lighting up. You sighed. You’re not surprised. Kids are smart. She had red wings with blonde hair. Even her eyebrows are starting to shape a bit like his. It made you upset. You wanted her to look even a tiny bit like you. “That’s me Miu. I’m your dada. I’m sorry for not being around… I was mean to mommy. I apologize,”he replied. He got smacked, Miu always had a nasty hit. “ Meanie.” she said. You smiled. “ From now on I’ll be with you both. We need to start you with flying lessons. It’s important.” he said, playing with her wings. She was so confused on why. “ very strong and perfect size for your age. They’re growing nicely,”he said. “ Dada can I be as fast as you one day?” she asked, raising up her arms at him. He carried her. “ You can be even faster than me, little bird.” he replied. 

As time went on, during interviews hawks kept getting questions on romantic relationships. If he has a type, if he’s interested in dating for marriage, or if he already has a special person by his side. He would laugh and instead of answering he would switch it up and ask the interviewers about their love life. This time he decided to reveal your relationship and your daughter, you talked to him and gave consent. 

Interview ( public interview)

Here you have it everyone this is Hawks the #2 hero. Hawks it is very good to have you this afternoon. 

It's good to be here. Thank you for having me

How are you doing today?

Good actually. I got a power boost with my lunch.

That's great! 

(the lady took it as a perfect opportunity.)

Did you cook it yourself or do you have a special someone at home? 

Maybe I do Maybe I don’t 

Come on #2 let us in. I’m sure all your fans will be happy if you do. 

 The crowd of people cheered

Alright Alright I’ll tell you guys. I do have a special someone at home. Two special people at home actually. 

Some of the fans were upset and others were happy. 

Oh my! It’s a trouple!? Who are they? Are they heroes too?

No it’s not a trouple. I have a beautiful, smart and strong woman at home and a lovely child. They’re my family.

The crowd went silent. Hawk’s a father!?

Hawks officially announced he’s married and he’s a dad!

The crowd then went wild. 

Can you give us any details on them?

No I’m sorry guys. I don’t want my family to be in the media. I’ll be on my way now. Love you my fans! Have a good rest of your day! 

He then flew away with full speed. 

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A Fleeting Memory

synopsis: you and keigo meet at a party and play hide and seek, plus almost kiss

note: hawks thoughts are put in italic!

Word count: 1.5k

“Hawks do you have any friends, at all?”

this was an out of the blue question and kinda offensive coming from a worker of the P.S.C.

“Why do you ask..?”

the worker sighed softly, “Well you see, my daughter is throwing this house party but apparently she ‘doesn’t have enough people’. So I was wondering if you wanted to spread your wings a little?”

keigo faltered for a minute, thinking it over.

“oh…I’d like that a lot.”

replied Keigo Takami, the boy with no friends.

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why was Keigo doing this?

he was never really interested in the party life so what’s the point of going to some random girls party just cause?

because he was terribly lonely that’s why.

“Alright hawks were here!”

the worker named “Akari” said

“Let’s hope you have fun yeah? I have to go back to the work place so don’t do anything stupid while I’m not here!”

shutting the car door then walking up to the door, his nerves on fire, then knocking.

before he could even get to the next knock, a good looking girl threw open the door.

“Aha! Takada your here!” the girl yelled.

the only thing going through hawks mind right about now is “who the hell is takada??”

the girl grabbed his hand a dragged him into a nice a warm living room.

“Everyone, this is Takada! my dads co-worker.”

oh so Takada is a fake name? could’ve been a little more creative.

the group excitedly starts cheering, very nice of them to do to a stranger….

“Okay so, Takada, let me introduce you to everyone.” The girl then starts pointing at everyone one at a time, “The brown haired one is Aoi, that’s Ayaka, this is Hiroto, keiko, akimitsu, and-“

holy mackerel who the hell is that…

“This is y/n, and I’m Habiki!”

careless whispers must be playing right about now because that is the most jaw dropping mouth watering- oh god their coming towards me.

“Hey there, come around her often?”

the girl named y/n joked.

What do I say? holy wow she’s so cute…what if she thinks a look stupid?? Do my wings look goo-

“Earth to Takada?” She laughed.

Takada? Oh wait that’s me.

“A-Ah y-yea I come here all the time!”

okay now what the hell was that keigo.

“How old are you? If you don’t mind me asking of course…” she spoke softly towards the end.

“15.” Keigo barked back immediately.

“That means I’m one year older than you!” She said cheerfully.

“So you’re 16?”

of course she’s 16 she literally just implied that.

“Yep! I’ll be 17 in (birth month), when’s your birthday?”

god I love her voice.

“It’s uh…December…”

“That means you’re a Capricorn! Ever been interested in astrology?” She asked.

“I…uhm..”

Before keigo could respond suddenly the girls name was called.

“Y/n! Come write these names!” The girl named…Aoi? yelled across the room.

“Eh? But why I’m talking to Takada!?”

“Because your hand writing is the prettiest!” The girl yelled angrily.

Everything about her is pretty, of course her hand writing would be too…and what the hell is astrology…?

“darn…I’ll be right back Takada!” She bounced off towards the kitchen to help with something, while hawks sat on the couch, patiently waiting for her to come back.

during this period multiple people came up to hawks speaking to him briefly, not as interesting as y/n though…

Habiki suddenly came out of nowhere shoving a hat filled with paper in hawks face…”Draw!” She barked.

Hawks took out a piece and then slowly unraveled it. It said…hider?

what the hell does that mean.

“Okay everyone has drawn from the hat of the wolves and sheep!” Habiki said.

what the hell does that have to do with hiding..?

“We…shall be playing… HIDE AND SEEK!!” Habiki said full of energy.

what’s the hell is a hide and seek?!

Then softly a hand tapped hawks shoulder… y/n did.

“You know how to play right? Just find a hiding place until someone finds you.” She said quietly as if not to embarrass him about the fact he didn’t know what hide and seek was.

your a damn angel I swear.

“Now our seekers are Aoi and Hiroto shall be seeking, So go and hide quickly!” Habiki said loud.

They suddenly start a timer and everyone separates to hide while hawks is left in shock.

wait how the hell am I supposed to hide with thews big wings?!

Hawks quickly leapt from the couch booking it towards the stairs.

Maybe I could hide under some bed covers? But that’d only work if they were messed up.

Hawks quickly peeked into a room and..the bed sheets were a mess!

“Bingo.”

Hawks dives into the covers like a kitten playing with a cat toys, throwing himself under only to met with..you.

“shit! You scared me Takada…” y/n said quietly.

shit…should I leave? No there’s no more time left to hide what do I d-

“No worries you can hide with me.” She smiled sheepishly.

god i wanna marry you.

“T-thanks…I would’ve been a cooked bird if you pushed me out.” Hawks said in a whisper level.

“We never got to continue talking..”

“y-yea?”

“Mhm…”

Awkward.

Suddenly there was loud running up the stairs, “FOUND YOU HABIKI!”

“…”

“…”

“I suppose habiki got caught…”

“And we’ll get caught if you keep speaking so loud, Takada.”

won’t lie that was kinda hot.

“m’sorry..”

“…”

at this point your staring into hawks soul, what are you thinking? hawks definitely doesn’t know.

“Can you feel anything that touches your wings? Kinda like an extra arm?”

random but okay.

“uhm…I don’t know..”

“Can I touch them?”

HOLY MARCELLO SHE WANTS TO TOUCH ME. not like that hawks. Chillax go with the flo-

“They look so soft..n’pretty..”

is it getting hot under these sheets or is it just me…

“y-yea I’m okay with that…”

“Really?” She lights up.

She slowly moves the caress the top joint of his wings.

“Fuck, that feels nice.”

“They’re so soft..” she stops, “thanks for letting me touch them..”

Wait that was it? Cmon touch a little more…!

“It felt good..kinda like when someone massages your temple?” Hawks says.

“Your name isn’t actually Takada is it?”

okay now what the holy hel, how in the world did she know-

“You’re too pretty to be just a Takada…”

She says softly.

oh thank the lord she’s just trying to flirt with me.

“N-nah that’s my real name! I think…”

He mumbles off into a sentence that can’t be heard.

“What was that?”

“I said that your….” He mumbles off again.

“One more time?”

“Isaidthatyourprettytoo….” He says far too quickly with a red face.

“I-I..well thank you…” she blushes brightly.

Her face is so red. I wanna kiss her. She so pretty, so nervous, so nice, please kiss me, please kiss me, please kiss me.

“please kiss me.”

KEIGO WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU SAY THAT ALOUD??

“O-oh gosh..your quite forward aren’t you??” you whisper yell.

“M’sorry! I-i didn’t mean to say that aloud!”

Hawks rambles trying to save himself.

“H-hey it’s okay! I mean I definitely wouldn’t mind b-but..!” She says quickly, and loud.

Hawks tries to hide his red face in his wing, unable to face the situation at hand.

“M’really sorry..”

“you don’t have to be sorry…” she softly touches the side of his face.

uh oh.

“I-I wouldn’t mind..”

Hawks faces you with a bright red face and slightly teary eyes from the embarrassment.

“would this be your first kiss, Takada?”

AHHHHHHHHHHHH-

“y-yes ma’am…” hawks says softly then turning his face back to his wing.

“Ma’am?” You say confused, “m’only a year older than you..”

you never know I might like older women, I mean I definitely like you.

“Takada?”

“Y-yes?” Hawks says.

“how bad do you want to kiss me out of ten?” You say quietly.

“so bad…” hawks says softly.

you slowly part your lips aiming towards his

fuck she’s so close, she smells so good, her breath smells..minty? oh god she’s gonna kiss me.

Hawks face gets redder and redder, parting his lips until-

“TAKADA I SEE YOUR WING!”

shit, did it bust out of the covers? Damn this guy for real ruined the whole moment.

“looks like you got caught, pretty bird” you says quietly, So, so close to the place hawks wanted you the most.

If hawks died right now- actually he feels like he just did. You so close calling him these names-

“TAKADA GET OUT OF THE BED WE FOUND YOU!” Aoi screamed.

Hawks jumps out of the covers, still hiding you.

“Fine, fine, you caught me…” he said jokingly

“You okay Takada? Your face is really red..” Aoi said with concern.

“Just being under the covers for so long…no need to worry.” Hawks said quickly.

Then after the game the two of you didn’t even speak of the cover situation, the hawks had to leave. Waving off everyone then getting into Akari’s car, his eyes lingering on you while they drives off.

“So, hawks, how did spreading your wings go?” Akira said.

wonderful, I thank you for me meeting my future wife. Next time I see that amazing beautiful angel I’ll give her a million kisses and then call her-

“SHIT!” hawks screamed.

“WHAT, WHAT HAPPENED?” Akira yelled.

Hawks pouted sadly.

“I forgot to ask for her number.”

At least keigo could live with the memory of your beauty.

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Burns Hurt

(not my art^)

Dabi x Hawks/ Touya x Keigo

Summary-After the war Touya has become reformed into a pro hero. He and Hawks are now in a relationship, Touya has a lot of doubts about himself, but Hawks is always there to pick him up sometimes literally. All in Touya's point of view.

Warnings- mention of blood, Touya hates his dad (what's new), mentions of killing nothing graphic, angst, language, Hawks takes care of Touya, eventual fluff

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Being a pro-hero was definitely more difficult than being a villain. I don't know how Keigo did it. I mean when I was a villain, I didn't get hurt half as much as I do now. Well, I guess other people didn't hurt me as much as people hurt me now. I was always hurt as a villain but that was mainly my fault. I forgot how much the burns hurt. I haven't felt them in a while, not since I got the support gear to cool me off. Who would have thought a former league member could be reformed into a pro hero? It's funny just thinking about it, I mean I used to kill people for fun, but now I’m saving them. 

Hawks is going to kill me. If my support gear breaks, I'm supposed to stop fighting, but that's just not my style, I had to get the job done. There is only one job I have never finished and I'm still not entirely sure what's stopping me from completing it. Maybe it’s because pro heroes typically don't kill their dads. But villains do and I used to be a villain, that's all in the past now. I'm a goody-two-shoes hero with a boyfriend who is probably going to kill me when I get home. Maybe he is already asleep and won't even realize that all of this happened. Who am I kidding? This is Keigo I'm talking about. He’ll definitely know and he’ll certainly have something to say about it. 

I try to walk through the door to the apartment that Keigo and I share, I attempt to sound as quiet as a mouse but I guess I am loud enough for Birdbrain to hear me because as soon as I make one step in the door I hear Keigo’s voice,

“Touuuuya, that you?” Of course I don't answer him. I have to try to sneak past him without him realizing that I'm hurt, “Touya?” He asks again I can hear the padding of his feet against the floor. Shit, shit, shit! “What the hell happened? You’re bleeding!” He rushed over to me immediately checking my arms that had burns. “Where’s your support gear? They are supposed to protect you from this happening!” He kept flipping my arms over inspecting every inch of my arms 

“They broke” I shrug leaning into him. I didn't realize how tired I was until just now. Keigo was so gentle it felt strange but good.

“Touya we talk about this if they-” Keigo started to ramble on about what I was supposed to do in this situation but I interrupted him.

“Yeah yeah I know I was supposed to stop fighting or whatever but you really just want me to walk off the battlefield because of a few burns?” I scoff when I look at Keigo’s face, it says yes that's exactly what he wanted.

“Touya you can't just keep getting hurt. Your old stitches are bleeding, you were certainly crying because there are blood streaks down your face, and to top it all off your arms are covered in brand new burns.” He explained, gesturing to my body that is burned.

“When have I not been covered in burns?! That's just who I am! My body is so fucked up it destroys itself every time I use the one thing I was created for” I cry out. “Why do you even care it took you like a year to be okay with me even using my fire in front of you! For fuck’s sake I'm the reason your back is covered in burns. You shouldn’t care about me, and the fact that you do probably makes you more fucked than I am.” I unravel, my bloody tears spewing down my face

“Touya-” he reached out to grab me again which I reacted to right away.

“No don’t fucking touch me! Can’t, you see how fucked up I am? How fucked up this is? I’ve tried to kill you! I can’t even count how many people I have killed. I tried to kill my whole family and you all just ignore that? Who does that? What is wrong with you people that you can just forgive someone like me? I shouldn't be fucking alive I should have died at Sekoto Peak!” I cry so hard that I can't even stand anymore but of course, Keigo catches me. Times like these are the times when I miss being a villain, I miss being able to burn until I can’t feel a damn thing.

“Touya… We all forgave you because we know that's not who you are anymore.” He’s now running his fingers through my hair, rocking me back and forth like I'm a child.

“How do you know that, though? I still feel like Dabi. Sometimes, when I see how my family is I still think about killing my dad, making him suffer. How am I any different?” I’m crying pathetically into his arms

He runs one of his hands down my arm on a particular spot where I had to get stitches last week, “Would a villain run through a collapsing building to save a little girl even though he knows he might get hurt in the process?” He asks me looking into my eyes which just made me cry harder. I didn't even know he read my case reports. Not like that matters but it makes me feel warm inside.

“Of course, I would save her, I'm not a monster.” He gives me knowing eyes like I'm just proving his point, “Oh” I mutter when I come to the realization that maybe Keigo is right, maybe I'm not as bad as I feel. 

“Tou, you’re still new to this hero stuff and I want to make sure that you’re safe while you’re doing what you do. I need you to be safe because I love you” Keigo stated while still running his hand through my hair, it pissed me off that he said that it’s not that I don't love him, I just don't like how he says it so casually.

“Don’t say that. That's not something you can just say so casually” I say roughly, I violently smear the bloody tears that were running down my face.

“Touya, I don’t say it casually either, I say it because I really fucking mean it.” Both of his hands are on both sides of my scarred face, his thumb rubbing gently at the old stitches where I used to have big ugly staples holding my skin together. “I’ll never not care about you Touya and as much as you think you’re unlovable I think the exact opposite because I see you for who you actually are not for who you were.”

“I uhm love you more than I care to admit, if it wasn’t for you, I would probably still be Dabi or dead so there is that” I admit shyly, this time Keigo leans down and presses his lips to my forehead, the kiss was soft and tender like he had been waiting to do that all night.

“Come on Hot Stuff, let's get you cleaned up” Keigo takes my hand pulling up off the floor and leading me into the bathroom.