#bnha takami keigo

[thecuriousquest]

To Cage a Hero

Yandere Keigo Takami x Fem!Reader

Tag List: @issamomma

Warnings: Yandere themes, kidnapping, mentioning of mating, mentioning of pregnancy, caging, possessive behavior, controlling behavior

Summary: You have a transformation quirk, the ability to transform into any animal you want as long as you understand the biological makeup of the animal. What better way to treat a beast than to cage you up?

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The sun in your eyes is what wakes you. You rub the sleep from your lids with the back of your hand as you sit up. Clinking metal jolts you slightly. You look at your surroundings with alertness, something that’s part of being a hero.

You’re still in your hero costume: cheap, black spandex leggings and a black sports bra. You never found it in you to get a real costume because your quirk isn’t suited for clothes. If you shift into a small animal, you just end up crawling out of your clothes. Transform into something too big, your outfit will just rip off of you, falling to the floor in tatters.

Feeling better about having your clothes still on in a foreign place, you still have to deal with the fact that you are in a foreign place. You’ve never been here before in this lavish bedroom. What’s even worse is that you’re trapped in a cage. It looks like an ornate bird cage but large enough for a human. You could get out of here if you shift into something small enough to pass through the bars. Trying to think of something, anything small enough, you realize that a garden snake could do the trick.

However, it doesn’t work. Panicking because your quirk isn’t working, you stand up and try to smash the door with your shoulder. You only succeed in bruising yourself on the gold bars.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

The voice is familiar. You can’t place it, but you know you’ve heard it before. Then, a man is walking into the room from the balcony. His silhouette steps out of the sunlight, and you see the number two pro hero, Hawks.

Your eyes widen, and you feel as though you’ve been saved. “Please, help me! I don’t know what’s going on! I think I’ve been kidnapped!”

Keigo now stands in front of the cage. He wraps his fingers around the bars. “Sweetheart, you haven’t been kidnapped. You’ve been brought home.”

Your mind is numb for a moment as you process the ridiculousness of his words.

“Huh?” You gracefully manage.

The smile on his face never falters. “You. Are. Home. Now.”

You slap his hands. “Don’t talk to me like I’m an idiot! I just don’t understand. Why did you bring me here?”

Keigo shrugs. “Thought you were pretty.”

“You kidnapped me…because you thought I was pretty?”

He nods. You can tell he’s feeling sure of himself.

You bare your sharp teeth at him. “You can’t fucking do that, Hawks! Heroes don’t behave like this!”

“Oh, you’re telling me how heroes should behave? I’m not the one who’s always naked on camera.”

Beyond embarrassed, your cheeks flush. “It’s because of my quirk! I can’t shift and keep my clothes on.”

He winks at you as a response. “It’s alright, my little songbird. It’s the highlight of my day when I get to see that cute ass after you fight crime.”

Shivering under his hungry gaze, you watch as his eyes focus on your sports bra. You find yourself clutching your chest, wishing for a shirt.

“Aw, don’t be shy. After being naked to the public so often, a guy would think you’d just kind of get used to it.” There’s a salacious glint in his eyes as he licks his lower lip.

It gives you the heebie-jeebies.

“Why can’t I use my quirk?” You try to change the subject.

“Don’t tell me you tried to escape already. Listen, Dove, you’re telling me you’re a hero, and you didn’t even notice the cuff on your ankle?”

Looking down, you see a metal cuff on your ankle. A quirk cancelling cuff.

Your eyes meet his golden orbs with fury. “Forgive me for not noticing, but with all the shit going on, my ankle isn’t the first thing on my fucking mind!”

“You better watch your mouth, Chickadee, or I’m gonna have to wash it out with soap.”

“Do it and I’ll bite your hand off!”

“Ohhh, feisty. I like that.” He goes to lie down on the bed.

So, this is his bedroom.

Huffing, you turn to look at him. “Is this your plan? You just gonna keep me caged up?”

He shrugs at you as he sits on the edge of his bed, taking off his shoes. “It’s just until you learn to behave. I have plans for you. Mating season is coming up soon.”

Oh…oh, no!

“Hawks, no. I can’t- you can’t do that to me. I don’t want kids. I just started my career as a pro!”

“Don’t worry, Dove, I make a lot of money doing what I do. Also, I want you to call me Keigo. I already know your name. Did a lot of research on you.”

“Okay, Keigo, you being rich is not the point! I love being a hero. I’m good at it.”

“You can’t be that good if you got kidnapped.”

You’re sick of his shit. You’re so goddamn sick of him. With your back against the cage, you slide down it until you’re resting on a rather large pillow. Your knees curl up to your chest, and you bury your head in your hands as realization washes over you.

You’ve been kidnapped by the number two pro hero of Japan, and he wants to impregnate you.

“We have pretty compatible quirks. Plus, you’re beautiful, I’m handsome. We’d make pretty cute kids. They might even inherit one of our quirks or a mix of them. Could you imagine one of our little birds flying around?”

Violent sobbing causes your entire body to shake.

“Aw, don’t be like that. Okay, we don’t have to talk about it anymore right now if it’s going to make you that upset. I get it. Pregnancy is scary, but it’ll be alright. Plus, I won’t make you stay in the cage while you’re carrying the bullet. That would just be mean. The cage is only until I can trust that you’ve learned your place.”

The man just loves to hear himself talk.

Hugging your knees for comfort, you cry so loudly that you miss Keigo’s sighs and footsteps. However, you do hear him unlock and open the door. Looking up at him with glistening E/C orbs, you watch as he reaches out to you and pulls you up by your arm. He picks you up bridal style, carrying you over to the bed.

Is he starting now?! No! You begin thrashing around in his arms, screaming at the top of your lungs for him to let go of you.

“This isn’t fair! No, I don’t want this! Get off of me!”

He shushes you like a child throwing a tantrum, depositing you on the bed. You scramble for the other side to get away from him. All he does is grab you by your ankle, dragging you back towards him.

He takes you by surprise when he wrestles you into a little spoon position.

“Don’t worry, Dove. Mating season doesn’t start until next month. We can just spend this time getting to know each other. Let me take care of you. I know you’re scared. It’s going to be an adjustment, but I’ll be here every step of the way.”

He’s trying to comfort you. It’s better than what you thought he was just about to do. Still, you want your space. In the cage, you at least were away from Keigo, not that you want to go back there anytime soon.

You squirm in his strong arms, and he hushes you by gently patting your bottom. You can’t tell if he’s trying to calm you or threaten you. Either way, you settle down. You can’t help but be tense in his grip. You don’t know that man, and he just fucking kidnapped you! You can’t use your quirk, and you’re in a really bad position for combat with his arms wrapped around your entire body. You’re a trapped animal in the arms of a predator, and it brings tears to your eyes one again. This is the start of your new life as his caged little beast.

[maiyami]

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓝𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

Pro Hero Hawks (Keigo Takami) X Pro Hero Female Reader

• Minors Do Not Interact

• All Characters 21+

• One-Shot Unedited

Warnings: One night stand, mentions of drinking, unprotected sex, language, teasing, oral (male receiving), wing play, pinning, open ending, and more.

About: Hawks has always been known to the public as a playboy, even though no one has caught him in the act. He needed to blow off steam from the latest headline of him, but little did he know that you were going to help him with that.

It wasn’t often that Hawks got the night off from hero work. Crime was surprisingly low tonight, so it was something his many sidekicks could handle. They practically begged the number two hero to take the night off, enjoy some freedom. Freedom, that was such a foreign concept to him. Constantly being watched by the commission, the countless articles and news clips of him, shutterbugs following his every move. Yeah, freedom was something he had long forgotten the feeling of. So when his employees quite literally pushed him out of his agency’s door? He had no choice but to try and feel free tonight. Which he desperately needed. Hawks didn’t let much of anything get to him, but the newest article of him having multiple partners within the week surely put him in a sour mood.

That’s how he found himself in one of the most popular clubs Japan had to offer. A club that had a strict policy of no paparazzi, or flash photography within its walls. A little place for many famous people of Japan could go. He felt slightly awkward at first, sure he’s been out before but it had been such a long time…he nearly forgotten how to act like himself. Opting to sit near at the bar and nurse the beer he had in his hand.

Even though he was supposed to be taking the night off, he couldn’t help but scan the room. Scan for anything that might happen, anything to go wrong. Keen eyes never failing to see almost every detail around the room. Picking up on the most insignificant moments others were having. A couple at the book across from him having a fight over money, the guy in the corner while his friends took shots, and then he spotted you.

He had actually noticed you when he first came in, your dress was the same color as his wings. A beautiful crimson color that shined slightly when the flashing lights hit it just right. There was something about the way you carried yourself, the way you didn’t give really anyone a second glance. You were there to be just you, in all your glory. Hair flowing around while you danced, how your dress was tight in all the right places, and the way your eyes looked while you moved around. He noticed he wasn’t the only one that was constantly scanning the area.

As the lights flashed to the beat of the music, your face would light up just enough so Hawks could take a good look at you. You were a vision. A slight shine to your skin, most likely a little bit sweaty from all the moving around you did. The way your nose scrunched up as you smiled, and the way you wouldn’t let one single person touch you on the dance floor. There was one thing Hawks adored most in a woman was independence and you oozed with it. Confidence written all over your being as you were content dancing by yourself. He must have been staring at you for an uncomfortable amount of time because next thing he knew was that you were staring back.

However, you didn’t look away when you caught him, like you had been doing with everyone else that looked your way. Instead, you offered him a small smirk. Your eyes in a low stare as you swayed your body to the music. Almost as if you were inviting him to continue looking at you. You were mysterious yet, inviting. He was curious about you, curious to how a gorgeous woman like yourself was alone in a club. He pondered if he should approach you, maybe ask you to dance. Then when the song that was thumping over the much to loud speakers changed, you made your way off the dance floor. You didn’t come to him though, you just looked at him once more before you started to make your way up the stairs to the second floor of the club. It was now or never, so Hawks quickly finished off his beer to follow you.

The second floor wasn’t anything special. Just a few balconies to get some fresh air and bathrooms. As he was watching your move, he prayed you didn’t head in the direction of the restrooms…he would have felt like a total creep knowing he just follow a woman to the bathroom. Though his fears quickly faded as he watched you swing open the door to one of the balconies. Watching you disappear for a moment, he felt himself stall. Should he even bother you? He thought for a moment until his body moved on its own. Going straight for the balcony.

The cool air brushed against his face as he opened the door, followed by the faint smell of something sweet in the air. Vanilla, it must have been your perfume. There you were, leaning against the balcony. You looked up from your phone, giving him that same smirk you gave inside. He offered one back, shutting the door behind him. Moving to stand next to you, leaning against the railing.

“Now…what’s one of the top heroes in Japan doing following a girl like me around?” You were the one to speak first, a little tease in your voice that made you giggle at yourself. “You know…I’m only in the high teens for rankings. You could do better.” You smiled once again.

Hawks didn’t say anything at first, frankly because he didn’t even know you were a hero. He had been so out of touch with others, it made him a bit upset at first. Though, the teasing nature you were putting on made it better. You weren’t bitter, in fact you were making fun of yourself. He didn’t care for that, he didn’t care where you sat in the rankings. “Better? Please, you’re gorgeous. Don’t think otherwise. Plus, don’t care about rankings.” He said back, now flashing a smile of his own.

It made you smile, shaking your head back and forth a little. “Ahh, there’s that smooth talking the tabloids always mention.” You flashed your eyes at him, chuckling a little to yourself. However, you noticed he didn’t laugh this time. He more looked away from you, gripping the railing tight in his hands. Your eyebrow raised slightly, nudging into him. “Hey, I’m only joking, ya know?” To tried to break the tension a little.

Hawks knew he shouldn’t have been upset, but those damn papers…the rumors are just going to follow him around everywhere. Even among other heroes. “Nah, it’s not that kid. I know you are it’s just…all those stories? They aren’t me. Never been me…hell I couldn’t even tell you the last time I went on a date. Let alone taken someone home.” He shook his head a bit, moving to rub the back of his neck. “I work too much to even think about those things, only reason I’m here is because of my employees shoving me out the door. Andddd…I don’t know why I’m telling you all this. God, I’m sorry.”

You placed a hand on his, it made him jump a bit but you kept it there. “Don’t be sorry. I get it, not that I’m in the news like you are? But I get being watched, rumors being told about you. No one should have to deal with that.” You rubbed his hand a little bit before smirking at him. “You deserve to be rid of all that kind of nonsense, to just be you. Not have to worry about what the next thing is said about you that you can’t control.” You turned to really face him, get a good look at his face. “Next time, give them something to really talk about. Something that you’ve done that is true.”

He doesn’t know what it was about you, but in the short amount of time speaking…it felt like you knew him for him. Not as Hawks the number two hero. That you knew he wanted to be known for things he did that were true, not whatever the public wanted to make up about him. He didn’t know what came over him, but then he found himself leaning into you. A hand placed on your hip to pull you forward, wings instinctively wrapping around both of you before he pressed his lips against yours. It was intense, it was passionate. It was something that words couldn’t describe. It was all of his thoughts and emotions poured into a kiss, a kiss with a stranger no less.

Your hands moved to cup his cheeks, deepening the kiss. Your tongue coming to brush his lower lip so he could open his mouth a little. Your tongues met, dancing around each other. Until you finally broke the kiss off, moving a thumb to wipe some off your lipgloss off the corner of his mouth. You chuckled as he went to pull you back, but you put a finger against his plump lips. “I thought this wasn’t you, pretty bird.” You said with a sly smirk.

The praise went straight to his head, making his wings twitch a little before he unwrapped them. He chuckled himself, shaking his head a little. “You must have some lust quirk, you’re kind of hard to resist.” He joked before you laughed almost too loudly. He shook his head once again, before a thought crossed his mind. “Want to make a rumor?” He asked with a cherisher smile. Which you returned to him.

Just because the shutterbugs weren’t allowed inside, doesn’t mean they weren’t stalking the outside. So when the number two hero came out, the cameras flashed brightly. However, when you were following behind Hawks with his hand in yours? The paparazzi went wild. No one had ever gotten a picture with Hawks and a woman before. Everyone was basically fighting over the angle to get the best shot of the pair of you. A rumor that Hawks started that was true, he was with a woman and taking her home.

Once you got back to Hawks penthouse? You were actually hit with what was about to happen. You were with the number two hero, in his home. Plus, the rumors that will happen tomorrow? You knew when you got back to your agency that everyone there was going to bombard you with questions. What happens will happen at this point, who were you to question it.

What you weren’t expecting was how nervous Hawks actually seemed, when he said this wasn’t like him? He wasn’t lying. He seemed a little tense, almost uncomfortable. It’s probably been such a long time since he has done anything remotely like this, he didn’t seem to know what to do at first. If anything, you were going to make sure he was okay. He was comfortable. Instead of coming on to strong, you walked up to him slowly. Letting your hands trail his arm lightly before letting your fingers slip into his hand. “We go at your pace. If you don’t want to do anything? We can talk…watch a movie? Anything you like, you name it.”

That made him feel a little better, letting you ground him for a moment. He never had anyone read him so well, keep him from floating to high. You were captivating, different from any other woman he met. You weren’t trying to jump him, weren’t trying to make him do anything. You were going along with what he wanted to do. He’s never had a person like you in his life, in the moment he never wanted to let you go. With a nod of his head, he led you to his bedroom. It was pretty bare for someone who had so much money, but truth be told? He only ever came home to sleep, he didn’t actually care for material things. The only thing in his bedroom that could attest to his wealth? Was his extraordinary large bed, of course he would need something to accommodate his wings.

You just smiled lightly at him, moving to run your hands against his chest. His eyes watching you made you feel intimidated but you loved it. As your fingers slipped under the material of his shirt, he took it upon himself to strip himself of it. His body was carved by the gods, his tanned skin looked amazing. You took it upon yourself to undo his belt, letting the object hit the floor before bringing his jeans down. To your surprise, he was already hard in his boxers. Goosebumps littered his skin as you slipped his boxers down. Once he stepped out of them, you backed him up to the bed. Letting him get comfortable sitting before you stripped yourself of your clothing. The small dress that was barely covering your body hit the floor and Hawks couldn’t take his eyes off of you. How your skin looked so smooth, how plump your thighs looked together. Perfect in his eyes. But when his hands went to touch you, you moved them away. Favoring dropping to your knees between his thighs.

“No no…this isn’t about me right now.” You said in the sweetest voice he ever thought he heard. You wanted to please him, something that was almost foreign to Hawks. He was always doing things for others and never getting anything in return. Somewhere deep down, he thought that you must have known that. He almost felt bad, about to say he wanted to make you feel good. But when the flat of your tongue ran up the underneath of his hard shaft? All those thoughts went out the door. Your tongue was hot against his skin, it made his cock twitch. The way your tongue swirled against his head, made him leak a bit of precum.

Your lips wrapped around his tip, giving it a teasing suckle. Hawks head hung backwards in pleasure, making you hum around his head. The way his thighs tensed up made you more excited. Letting inch by inch of his cock slip into the warm walls of your mouth, then you moved your hand to the base of his shaft. Whatever part of his cock you couldn’t fit into your mouth and throat was being stroked by your soft hands. It had been so long since Hawks experienced pleasure like this, it was making his whole body twitch at this point. Rocking his hips upward to feel you take down more of his cock. Bringing his head back up, he looked down to watch you. A blush creeping over his nose as he watched you bat your pretty lashes up at him.

“Fuck…don’t you look pretty sucking my cock- shit baby…” He said almost breathlessly, bringing a hand to hold some of your hair back. Seeing how slick his cock was coming out of your mouth, only to disappear back into it. God, you were addictive. The way some tears gathered in your lash-line, to the way you didn’t stop stroking him. But the most beautiful thing about you was the way you never took your eyes off him. Making sure that he was enjoying this as much as he was. As he watched you pull of his cock to move to suck on his balls a little, he groaned low. Reaching down to pull your face away from them. Taking his cock in his free hand before letting your face go. “Open.” Is all he said.

You took a breath after leaving his balls, watching the way he was stroking his own cock in front of your eyes before opening your mouth for him. Sticking your tongue out without being told too. The feeling of Hawks slapping his cock on your tongue a few times made you smirk slightly. He smirked back himself, leaning down to pull you up. His voice a little horse before pulling you into his lap. “Anymore? I’ll fold, I want you to feel good before that.”

Even though he hadn’t touched you yet, he could feel how wet your cunt was against his shaft once he pulled you into his lap. God, you were fucking perfect. He held you up with one arm, using his other hand to line his cock up to your slit. But before pulling you down, he looked at your face to make sure you were okay with this. Instead of speaking, you leaned forward to lock your lips with his. Moaning into the kiss as you felt his tongue dance around with yours, feeling his want on his tongue. He lowered you down, letting his cock split you in two as he slowly bullied inch by inch into you. The feeling of you shaking against him, made him hold onto you tighter. Peppering kisses against your neck to distract you from the stretch. He knew he was large, knew that it takes a bit to get used too.

Once you finally settled fully down on his cock, your nails were digging into his shoulders. A shaking breath escaping your lips before you started to move up and down on his cock. You were so wet that you were sliding up and down with ease, the sound of skin hitting skin was ringing in the room. Your walls fluttering around his shaft with every bounce you made down on his cock. Hawks ended up moving on of his hands onto your ass, gripping it righting to gain leverage. Moving you up and down on his shaft at a pace that was making you see stars. Each drag of his cock was hitting your g-spot so well that you were dripping down his cock. Your breathy moans so close to his ear, it made his body feel like it was on fire.

Without thinking, your mind being to clouded by lust your hands started to move. Hawks ended up thrusting his hips up a little to sharp, your gripped onto one of his wings. The moan that escaped Hawks, plus the way his whole body shook shocked you slightly. Moving your face from his neck, you looked at him.

His lip was between his teeth, grip tightening on your ass and hip before he just barely cracked an eye open to look at you. “Hurt?” You questioned him, loosening your grip in his wing. But he shook his head.

“N-No…felt so good…touch them again.” He said, but he wasn’t demanding it. It was like he was pleading for you to do it again. So that’s exactly what you did, carding both hands into his wings. It made him shake so hard, burying his face into the crook of your neck before both his hands were on your ass. Holding you so hard that he was moving you up and down with his sheer strength. Fucking into you like his life depended on it. His wings quivering in your hands while his cock throbbed in your walls. It was like he was a new person, not someone trying to be gentle with you like he was at first. You moved your hands more towards the base of his wings, right were they were coming out of his back. This made him almost scream out in pleasure, thrusting into you harder and deeper than before. “That’s it! Fuck fuck fuck…gonna make me fucking cum Angel.”

You were just as close as he was, digging your nails into his wings before you felt your cunt clench around him. “Cum…cum! Fuck I’m gonna cum!” You were now yelling, feeling yourself tighten around him one more time before you fell over the edge. Your body shaking and quivering in his arms as you left a white ring around the base of his cock.

At the feeling of you clenching around his cock, he quickly flipped you over. Your back hitting the bed as he gave three more deep thrusting before spilling inside of you. Panting over you before pushing himself fully inside your walls, holding himself there. He was looking down at your twitching body, the trembling you were doing before leaning down to kiss you. This kiss was different thought, it was slow. It had emotion behind it, you both could feel it. As he took a shallow breath, he finally pulled out of you. Watching his spent leak out of you before moving up behind you. He took you into his arms, pulling your back to his chest. Laying there, neither of you said anything. Just basking in the glory of the after glow, while Hawks never let you go. It was sweet, both of you drifted off to sleep soon after.

The sun was shining bright against Hawks face, making him squint a little before flipping over. As his hand spread out against his sheets, he felt the lack of warmth next to him. Opening his eyes, he noticed that you weren’t there anymore. Taking a moment to listen, to feel with the feathers he left all over his penthouse, he knew you weren’t there anymore. He sighed, sitting himself up for a moment. He didn’t even get your name, let alone your number. How did he not at least get that? As he rubbed his face with his hands, he noticed a note placed on the nightstand next to his bed. He grabbed it quickly to read it.

“𝐻𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒, 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀. 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓌𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝓊𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓊𝓈. 𝑀𝒶𝓎𝒷𝑒 𝓌𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃, 𝐻𝒶𝓌𝓀𝓈.”

You didn’t leave your name or your number. But Hawks always had a way of finding people. That’s what exactly what he was going to do. He was going to find you because how could he let the most perfect girl slip through his fingers.

[dashitsxx]

i might just be in lo-lo-love | hawks x fem!reader

summary. Bumping into him one time was an accident then the second time, until it gradually turns to coincidences. Yet, you've never realized to have your heads over heels for this man.

genre. fluff. sfw.

word count. 600+

warnings. none. just pure fluff <3

notes. inspired by so american by olivia rodrigo <3 it was initially supposed to be long but it was slowly diverting to angst for no reason 😭 anw! enjoy this short one shot! <3

A burst of enormous laughter leaves between both of you. The atmosphere dances in the joy of your relationship as grins plaster on your faces. The music on the radio blasts its harmony as you and him sing forth, enacting gestures and movements.

The speed of the car reaches for the wind as it refreshes the both of you.

Keigo looks at you, a charming smile forms on his pretty lips. You were in a joyful mood, bopping your head. To keep up with your energy, he does the same thing you do.

"You look pretty in my clothes," he smirks as he places his warm hand on your thigh. You feel your face burn as your cheeks are soon painted red, and you clear your throat to focus on driving.

"Stop teasing me," you blush. Keigo only chuckled as he squeezed a squish of your fleshy area. You giggle at the his response. Then, hum with the song.

Soon, you arrived at your destination and the both of you got out of the car. You breathed in the fresh air as you smiled widely and your eyes beamed at the scenery before you.

Being on top of the mountain gave you shivers but from exhilaration. The sun is falling slowly to sleep as it emits a glow of golden light. The trees swayed with the wind with its fluff of colourful variants of leaves. After the fence, the city comes into view.

You sprint with giggles towards the fence before grabbing a hold of it, in awe of the city under you.

"Keigo, this is so beautiful! Come, look at this!"

He watches you run forward as he lets out a grin then follows in pursuit, standing beside you. You had your mouth agape as you carefully studied the cityscape.

As a foreigner in an unfamiliar place, you will never forget how you met him initially, he showed you directions to the restaurant you've been dying to dine at. It took a few bumps of coincidence for you to have the courage, and ask him for dinner. Surprisingly, you and Keigo vibed with each other. Thus, the second date is followed by the third, the fourth, the fifth, and so on.

After all the shitty break-ups and worthless exes you've dated, Keigo was the only man who made you feel like you were a dream to him—it sounds absurd but it's true. However, being in this dream, you fear that sooner or later, you'll wake up to a nightmare... and you don't want that to happen.

"Isn't a heavenly scene? Kei, look there—hey, stop looking at me." You tapped his shoulder rapidly as your gaze lingered on the city.

"I am already looking," you shift your attention to your right side, only to find his eyes on you. You felt a rush of red flowering your cheeks instead you pushed his face backwards.

"Stop it."

"Okay, okay, I will," he chortled as he faced forward.

You place your elbows on the fence as you palmed both of your cheeks, trying to calm the butterflies that emerged in your stomach. Your eyes glance at him on your right side. You spot the corner of his lips tilted upwards subtly as a soft gaze crosses his face. The light of the sun adorned him as it gleamed on his golden-brown eyes. His blonde hair was brushed against the wind and his chin held a bit of a goatee, giving him a suave, chill look. Especially with that casual attire; a clean grey shirt and brown cargo pants matched with numerous accessories.

Oh, why is he so damn handsome?

You feel another rush of butterflies swirling in your abdomen as you abruptly look away.

Oh god, it's just not fair of him to make you feel this much. He is so unfair. Finally, a realization hits your mind that explains your wonders as you let out a silent giggle, enjoying the feels of nature.

You might just be in love with him.

all dividers are from @cafekitsune, thank you <33

[dabiekql]

BNHA Bakugo & Hawks - Drunk Kiss (Fluff)

Other Versions: Kita & Ushijima ver. / Itadori & Yuta ver. / Sanzu & Rindou ver.

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Bakugo Katsuki

Bakugo and y/n have broken up already, but y/n had the habit of calling Bakugo to fetch her whenever she gets drunk. It was never put on a stop since Bakugo always go fetches her whenever he receives her message.

This time was no different. Y/n texted Bakugo her location and Bakugo quickly got ready and drove towards the location. There he saw y/n leaning against her hand as she doze off. Bakugo sighed as he paid before carrying her to his car.

Once he arrived at her house, he laid her down on her bed and was about to get up and leave as he usually did, but y/n wrapped her arms around his neck, preventing him from doing so. Before he could question her, y/n closed the gap between them and kissed him.

"You started it," Bakugo growled before deepening the kiss.

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Takami Keigo (Hawks)

Hawk's hero agency was having a drink together and one by one, they began to get drunk. However, it was only Hawks who didn't drink a sip as he was busy keeping an eye on y/n. When he saw that y/n was drunk and her eyes were half closed already, he made up an excuse and quickly helped her up.

When Hawks arrived at her house, he shook her gently to unlock the door. Y/n groggily unlocked her door and went inside. Hawks followed after her, placing his hands around her to ensure she doesn't fall over. When y/n felt his hands on her, she turned towards him before grinning at him. She placed both of her hands on his cheeks and yelled, "You're handsome! Do you wanna kiss?"

Before Hawks could react to her words, y/n pulled him towards her and kissed him. He knew that y/n didn't recognize him at her drunk state. He knew that she was too drunk to process what she was doing, but this was what he has been dreaming off. He knew he had to push her away, but he closed his eyes and tilted his head as he deepened the kiss.

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Other Versions: Kita & Ushijima ver. / Itadori & Yuta ver. / Sanzu & Rindou ver.

[kokushibouthings]

M/BNHA men in sex+first time

Pairing(?): Izuku, Shigaraki, Bakugo, Hawks x reader stuff.

Content: Kinks, Headcannons, AFAB reader, Izuku Midoriya Tomura Shigaraki Katsuki Bakugo Takami Keigo/Hawks x reader smut

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Izuku Midoriya

Takes it absolutely gentle and slow, before moving onto a nice rhythm...

Gets flushed easily, Would probably be the bottom more most of the time...

"A...ah, Y/N.."

"Y... —you feel so good."

"Are you okay..??" He always asks some minute while doing it cause he always notices you'd be rolling your eyes or something...

Absolutely amazing aftercare, never even forgets but if he does he will apologize a million times with your favorite drink or food.

5-6 inches

Tomura Shigaraki

He'll go slow and nice for a few minutes or seconds before starting to get sloppy and rough with his thrusting and pace

Would make you discover you have a degrading kink with him always throwing in passive aggressive comments

"Beg for it, slut."

"You just were rejecting me just a few seconds ago, now your clenching on my dick like a whore.."

"Yea you love that?" Knowing damn well you'd be too lost in your mind to answer...

Forgets alot about aftercare for you as well.. But him doing aftercare for you when you pass out is pretty nice.

He probably would use his quirk to actually decay the condom...not my idea.

6-8 inches

Katsuki Bakugo

Surprisingly is amazing with the first few thrusts, somewhat feels like he already did this but he wouldn't really ever...

"A....ahhg. Ka...—katsuki. You're so good at this..fuck....~" would get flustered and tell you to shut up.

He finds you so pretty when your cock drunk with him...

"Mmgh... You're tightening on me so much da ...–damn..-" soft low groaning will be heard from him.

5-8 inches

Not the best aftercare but its good enough atleast.

Keigo Takami (hawks)

Gentle and slow like everyone else, but moves on quickly to a hardly rough but painfully good rhythm.

Would love shibari play.. Or he'd just pin you down if you had clothe thingies hanging down from you for his feathers.

"Fuuck..haw—hawks! sl.... —low dowwn..-"

"No can do sweetheart." He whispers in your ear..

6-8 inches

Good aftercare aswell.

[spaceisout]

𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 // 𝙠𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙞

Pairing: keigo takami x f!reader

Words: 2.589

Summary: being married young was never in either of your plans, more or less being married to a hero and a quirkless human. still, it made an interesting switch to your lives, one you might not regret.

Warning(s): angst, fluff, slight cursing

A/n: this is a mini series that i have in mind, i hope you like it and any feedback is appreciated thank you!

Links: donate to the author, masterlist (coming soon), series list (coming soon),

Taglist: @alligator-person

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Keigo woke up in a bed tangled in sheets, a yawn escaped from his mouth as he was slowly waking up. His eyes focused on the ceiling, blinking the tiredness off from them.

Turning his head he looked at the clock on his nightstand that read, 7:01 AM.

"Crap..." he muttered sitting up from his messy bed, "Endeavor is going to get there soon..." He groaned fully stretching his wings, feeling too lazy and tired to head to the agency.

After minutes of fighting his external tiredness, he finally woke up and got himself ready for work.

"That's strange...."

Walking over to the door, he opened it but there was no noise coming from any room of your penthouse. Peeking his head out he looked both ways for any sign of you, but there was none.

"(name)?" he called out to you, no answer.

Quietly he stepped towards your room and gently opened the door, "(name) are you awake?" Keigo whispered.

Your room was actually tighty compared to his own, your bed was made and still no sign of you. It was weird seeing you had told him you were given some days off because you two got married, so why weren't you anywhere?

A slight feeling of panic wanted to rise inside of him. "Keep calm, hawks if something had happened you would have been contacted already."

And behold he was right, there was a note on the coffee table with your handwriting.

"Sorry for not waiting for you I had to take off this morning." He read out loud, "The school contacted me that a teacher called in sick and asked me to cover for them. I hope you get to enjoy your morning before you leave for your agency. See you later at home, (name)."

Faintly smiling he placed the note back down, "I'm glad I just hope next time you let me know, gees."

His phone then vibrated, accepting the call he spoke.

"Hey, you should have told me before you left-"

"I'm already at your agency and you're nowhere to be seen? Where are you? I thought you'd be here by now, Hawks."

"Endeavor!" he mentally cursed, forgetting he was expecting him today. "I'm already on my way, a uh villain took some time to catch. But I am a few minutes away."

Endeavor sighed, "Whatever, just get here already."

With that the call ended and Keigo quickly put on the rest of his hero costume and flew out the window feeling a little less worried about his wife.

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"Mrs. (last name)!" you felt a pair of tiny arms wrap themselves around your legs. "I thought you were on vacation."

Smiling you crouched down to their height, "One of our teachers didn't feel too good today and I came to help cover their class."

"So you won't be back tomorrow?" they pouted.

"I'm not sure, Suzuki." you answered, "I did get some days off thanks to our principle."

"B-but aren't you.. happy here with us instead?"

You nodded, softly smiling. "I'm always happy to see you guys."

"Then stay, Mrs. (last name)!" Sato exclaimed running up from behind Suzuki.

"Sato!" you retorted, "I'm so happy to see you back again, how are you feeling?"

She gave you a thumbs up, smiling widely. "I told you I would get better quickly!"

"That you did."

"Where's your husband?" she asked standing next to Suzuki. "Is he coming by to meet us?"

"W-well... right now he is quite busy."

"He shouldn't be too busy to meet us!" Sato crossed her arms in front of her chest, frowning. "He does know about us, right?!"

"Of course!" you exclaimed, ruffling both their heads lovingly. "He knows you guys are very important to me."

The sound of the bell got their attention.

"We should get going then, we'll see you at lunch Mrs. (last name)!" She yelled hugging your neck tightly while Suzuki gave you a side hug. You wrapped both your arms around them, hugging them back. "I'll make sure to tell the others."

"Yeah... they will be happy to see you." Suzuki added.

You kissed the top of their heads and let them go, "Off you go kiddos. I don't want you two to be late."

"Bye, Mrs. (last name)!" they yelled waving at you, you waved back and watched as they made their way towards your classroom.

"(name)!"

"Oof." your body moved back as you felt a weight on top of you.

"You should be on your honeymoon!"

"He's actually busy so we're at home for the mean time, Mio."

"Are you serious?" she pulled away, shocked. "He should have taken you to at least somewhere away from Kyushu!"

"I told him it was okay." you assured her, "We can always go somewhere else."

"Nope!" she retorted shaking her head, "I need to have a talk with this mysterious husband of yours, I mean come on? It's your honeymoon!"

"Trust me he understands and is aware of it."

"Doesn't seem like it." she furrowed her eyebrows, "Are you sure he is not holding you against your will? Do you really love him? Does he love you? Is he nice to you?!"

You raised your hands, "Mio calm down. I wouldn't have gotten married if my parents did not trust him. You know how aware they are about who gets close to me."

"True." She bit her lip, then sighed. "Okay, I trust you then."

"Thank you."

"Can I see like... at least a picture of him?"

"Nope."

Mio groaned in frustration, as much as she respected your private life husband's she still wanted to know. You did feel bad that you couldn't let her know, but it was for his and your own safety.

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"You are aware of what is going on I assume?" Endeavor spoke.

"Yeah, as far as I can tell there hasn't been any recent movement." Keigo rested his elbows on the desk, resting his chin on his open palm. "Which is a big worry on our part."

"The police has been trying to track down any leads from the past to see if they had a plan made without us noticing."

"Even if they did, they most likely have a plan ahead from what we might think." Keigo explained, "They're a group of unpredictable villains... it won't be long enough until they show up again."

"Are you still thinking about what happened?"

"Yeah..." He leaned back looking down at his desk.

"If it hadn't been for you we couldn't have known what the league had been planning." Endeavor leaned forward looking at him. "You didn't know how it would turn out in the end. We all did our best."

"I don't want there to be a repeat of last time, not again." He sternly spoke. "They don't care about losing anything. Their minds are already made up but for the rest of us... it's nothing like that. Everyone is barely going back to normality, some are still suffering."

"No one else deserves to wallow in pain again."

"How are you adjusting to your new house?" Keigo asked.

The flame hero looked away, not knowing how to answer his friends question. It had been something in his mind for a long time but with society split into two, he hasn't been able to truly sit down and feel everything.

"I don't know yet." He honestly answered. "I'm glad to see that my family is whole again, in a new place where no bad memories are attached to it."

"But?"

Endeavor stayed quiet for a moment, hoping to looked deep inside and see the answer he's been looking for.

"It's now really settling in that I can't go back and erase the hurt I've caused. The stuff I did to them... they shouldn't have gone through with it. And now..." he continued, "I'm living in a house too big for only myself."

"I understand how you felt― feel I mean." Keigo corrected himself, "It's a lonely world... but you have s chance to make things right and you have been. Not everyone thinks twice to fix things, yet you already did."

"I suppose it's going to take some time."

"You have time, go slowly." He said, "Don't rush something that needs a couple of steps in between for it to fully become complete."

"You're younger than me and yet here you are giving me life advice." Endeavor looked at him. "It's strange."

"What?" Keigo chuckled, "Come on what's so strange about me giving you advice? I can be a good person to go to, you just sometimes happen to think otherwise."

The corner of his lips slightly lifted upwards, "Yeah."

A knock at his door interrupted the conversation.

"Come in!" Keigo called out.

His assistant then walked in, "Hello, Endeavor sir. Hawks there is someone waiting for you in the meeting room."

"Thank you, I'll be there in a minute!"

She excused herself, leaving them both alone again.

"By the way I heard that you were in Miyagi? A couple of heroes kept asking me if I was there with you."

"I was vising some old friends." Keigo answered standing up from his chair.

"In Miyagi?"

"Yeah I've gone there a couple of times during my vacation and I liked it." He teasingly smiled at him, "Don't worry you're still my favorite Endeavor."

"As if I care..." he muttered.

"Come on Endeavor you know I still love you." Keigo went around his desk to hug him but Endeavor stretched his arm out stopping him from doing so.

He pouted, "You're so mean!"

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After school was when things got a bit busier than you had thought. All the teachers had made a plan to meet up and discuss the upcoming sports festival for the students. It would be a small event held for all grades, their parents would be invited of course to come and cheer them on.

"I think an obstacle course could be fun!" Mio exclaimed looking at everyone. "We can set up a few tunnels and curves that they would have to go around."

"That's an excellent idea." The principle smiled, "We can even set up a stand on the side with snacks and drinks for all of them to enjoy."

"Are parents going to participate?" A teacher asked.

"For the time being I think it would be best if they watch and interact with them during their breaks since it will be a big event for everyone."

"Understood."

"Does anyone else want to pitch in an idea or have any questions?" The principle asked looking around the room.

You knew that it would be impossible to get any heroes to show up and cheer them on. From what you heard your kiddos loved Hawks along with Best Jeanist, Endeavor, and Midnight.

But if you asked him personally there was going to be a chance that he would say no.

Still, your students have been wanting to meet them for awhile now and it could inspire them.

Raising your hand you took the risk, "I understand this event is already big as it is but... well is there a possibility that we can ask a hero to come as a guest? Our kids would appreciate it... even after all that's happened. I know they're looking for an inspiration and let them know that things will be okay."

Everyone murmured around them, some agreeing to the idea that it would be beneficial to get more sponsored events and earn money for the school.

"Things have been a bit difficult for all of us," she said. "I can see why you want to get them involved to cheer them up. Still given the circumstance, some heroes want to stay put for the mean time so they don't cause any attention from the villains."

"That's true..." you agreed, "Sorry for asking I should have thought twice about it."

"Don't worry I know you meant well."

"Talking about pro heroes," another colleague of yours spoke leaning forward to look at you. "How was your wedding?! We've been dying to know."

Your cheeks turned red. "A―Akane, it went well I don't really know what else to say."

"Don't even try I've been asking the same thing since she came back." Mio added.

"Ladies, I'm sure she has a reason to not want to talk about it." The principle said.

"She's right, it's something private. (Name) will talk when she wants to." Your friend said as he looked at you. "Her husband will show and present himself to all of us, when he's ready of course."

"Thank you, Hizashi." You softly smiled his way, he gave you a smile in return.

"I think she's right, though." he said looking at everyone, "Maybe we can get a hero to come by and show up at the event. Even during these hard times our students need some cheering up as well."

"Yeah but who?" Mio questioned leaning against you.

"What about Best Jeanist?" Hizashi asked.

"My students love him." You smiled remembering how they liked drawing him each time during their free time.

"I know." His eyes lit up, "I saw all those drawings you have of him on the wall. He seems to be like the most popular hero."

"Yeah." You chuckled, "All of them are fascinated with him after he came back. They asked me if I ever met Best Jeanist but I told them no."

Your phone started to ring, you looked down at the caller ID and saw it was Keigo.

"Sorry, excuse me." You sheepishly smiled getting up from your seat and walking out of the staff room.

"Hey is everything alright?" Keigo asked as he stopped at the top of a building.

"Y―yeah! Why do you ask?"

"I got home and saw the lights were still turned off. I thought you'd be there by now since school ends at two."

"A meeting came up all of a sudden after school, I was only aware of it until I was almost out the door." You explained, "I didn't think it'd run this late."

"Do you want me to come get you? I shouldn't be too far away from your school―"

"No, it's okay." you said, "Plus I wouldn't want to put you in a risky spot in case if someone saw you close by the school.

"I can still meet you halfway at least."

"Keigo, it's okay." You reassured him. "I've gone home alone plenty of times before. I'm sure if I take a taxi nothing bad is going to happen."

"But (name)."

"I'm going to be just fine, stop worrying too much."

A warm feeling rose inside of you knowing he was concerned about your safety. All this time you thought it'd be the type of traditional marriage where you two wouldn't talk unless it was necessary but he was proving you wrong, and you were really liking it.

"(name)!" Hizashi called out to you, "The principle said we'd continue tomorrow with the meeting, it's already getting late."

You nodded at his direction, "Okay, thank you for letting me know."

"I can walk you home if you'd like." He suggested.

Before you could answer him, your husband quickly grabbed your attention with his question.

"Who's that?" Keigo questioned feeling a tad bit of jealousy.

"He's a friend." you answered and gave a sign to Hizashi to give you a minute. "I've known him for a while now."

"And you're going to accept his offer?"

"He lives in a few blocks away from us―"

"You're not answering my question... are you going to walk home with him?"

You bit your lip as you couldn't help but ask. "Does it... does it bother you?..."

Keigo's lips parted getting ready to reject that ridiculous idea when he realized that it did in fact bother him.

"No, it's fine." He faintly smiled, "If you trust him then there's no reason for me to worry about it."

"Are you sure―"

"Yeah I'll see you back at home okay?"

"Wait I thought... you were at home already." you asked.

"I was but I left something at the office." he explained, "I shouldn't take too long, I'll meet you there."

"Oh, alright. Be careful then okay?"

"Yeah.. you too."

It gave you a mixed feeling with the way he hung up on you. There was no way he had even felt any emotion of jealousy, you two got married on a deal after all. Why would it bother him if you went home with a friend? Or was it because you shot his offer down and heard when Hizashi asked you?

"(name)?"

"Huh?" you turned around to see him standing in front of you. "Hey... sorry I spaced out. Did you say something?"

"Is everything alright?" He asked handing you your bag.

"Y―yeah I was on the phone with my husband." you responded. "He was asking me if I was okay since I usually go home early after work."

"He was worried that's understandable." Hizashi said walking towards the exit beside him. "If I had a wonderful wife like you hell I'd be worried."

Chuckling your face flushed, "I'm sure your future wife will be even better than me."

Looking down at you he added, "I don't know it's hard nowadays to even find the perfect someone."

"Who knows maybe when you least expect it you will end up finding her."

A small smile formed on his lips, "Maybe I already did."

Hizashi has always admired you for how passionate you are for helping your students. You enjoyed your work and there was nothing you wouldn't do for them. Although you could find another job somewhere else with better pay you stayed. And he's seen his fair share of people leaving, except you.

Friends, was the word he used to describe the relationship between you two. Although there are times where he wished there was a smidge of hope that it would change. Now that you're married he realized you two might be better off how you are now, still there was hope inside of him.

"How's your husband if you don't mind me asking?" He asked as you walked passed a stand of your (favorite food) food.

"He's... kind." You answered earning a chuckle from him. "What?" You asked looking up at him.

"You― I was surprised by your choice of word is all. I thought maybe you would say amazing or―or handsome."

"R―right well he ―he is!" you exclaimed feeling nervous as you tried to sound convincing. "He's the best of the best! Also a good person and if he wasn't people wouldn't like him."

"But that's what they think right?" Hizashi questioned not fully believing you. "I want to know what you, think of him."

"What I think of... him?" you asked looking straight ahead of you already forgetting the food stand that had caught your attention.

"I mean you decided to marry him, only four months into your relationship." He pointed out, "Knowing you if you did not trust or had feelings for him you would not have said yes to his proposal."

It was actually more complicated than that. This marriage was a deal, to help out your parents during their hard time. In exchange you had offered yourself while their situation was being handled by Keigo in secret.

You didn't think he'd accept it and say no but to your surprise he did agree. At first you were weary about him, whether you could fully trust him. Slowly but surely you two began to talk and you started to ease yourself when being next to him. Yet there was stuff you did not know about him like he did not know about you.

"I'm still learning stuff about him, that you are right about." You crossed your arms in front of your chest, feeling the night getting colder. "I got married knowing some stuff about him, heck I sometimes get worried that it might not work."

"And you are still willing to try and make things work huh?"

"Yeah..." you continued smiling small. "I decided to do this because I wanted to. I want to know what it's like to share your life with someone else other than your family or people you personally know."

"You're something else you know." Hizashi said smiling up towards the sky.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," he looked down at you with the warmest smile. "He's lucky to have you and I hope however this marriage goes it doesn't change you."

"I wouldn't ever think about changing."

After parting ways from your long time friend you made your way towards your home. The building shined bright in all the lights that were used by strangers to finish or start their day. People passed by the building along with cars on the side of the street.

Taking your key out you unlocked the door and greeted the receptionist at the front desk with a quick hello and picked up any mail that was left for you during the day.

When the elevator stopped at your floor, you put in the key once again to unlock it. As you stepped inside you noticed the lights were turned on in the kitchen while the rest was surrounded by darkness.

"Keigo?..." you called out approaching the kitchen. "Are you home?"

When you got to the living room you placed your bag and key along with the mail down on the table and chair. Slowly you walked over to the kitchen but there was no one there.

You sigh turning around to walk out and turn off the light when you saw a plate of food covered in a transparent plastic wrap on the table. Walking over to it you saw a small note next to it.

I realized you weren't going to come home soon so I made some food! I hope you like it, see you later at home, (name).

"Keigo..." you mumbled unwrapping the plate of food.

Your vision started to become blurry, you wiped away the tears that were starting to form. It wasn't the plate of food that was getting you so worked up, your parents did it so many times for you in the past. It was the fact that he decided to be thoughtful about your well being and making sure you ate something.

As emotional as you were, being thoughtful was one of the things that you appreciated so much from someone. Keigo could have just stayed quiet about eating but instead he made sure to leave some food for you too. He may still be a stranger in some ways but he had a good heart that was obvious.

The clock currently read 10:37 PM. Keigo could feel his muscles getting sore from the fight between three villains that made themselves know near his agency. They weren't too tough to handle but one of them had a strength quirk.

His feet were basically dragging him at this point to get to bed and sleep, but he knew he had to at least shower. As he entered his home his mind went to you, wondering if you were already asleep.

Walking towards the living room to get to his room, he saw you curled up on the edge of the brown couch asleep. His hand reached out to wake you up but stopped himself from doing so. He's never seen someone sleep so peacefully in his life before.

Yet there you were, sleeping away without a worry. Even then his eyes couldn't stop looking at you. The light coming in through the large window made its way to your figure, making you shine brighter than you already did.

He could have said no the moment you made the offer but he took it instead. If anyone else knew about his reason they would have described him as being selfish. For someone who has been through hell, he thought it would make his life a little less stressful by having someone around, someone to come home to.

Would you think about him the same way if you ever found out?

"Keigo?..." you mumbled half asleep. "You're back..."

"Hey, sorry I came home so late." he softly spoke crouching down in front of you as you sat up. "Did you fall asleep waiting for me?"

"Mhm," you rubbed your eyes trying to wake yourself up. "I―I wanted to wait for you... tell you the food was delicious."

"Really?" he breathed out in relief. "Now I can sleep soundly knowing you enjoyed it."

You chuckled quietly, "I'm glad to ease your worries."

Without thinking he tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, "We should get you to bed, it's already late."

"Yeah... y―you need to rest as well."

Keigo stood back up straight, extending his hand out to you. Accepting his hand you got up from the couch, holding onto his hand tightly.

He couldn't help but look down at you as you both walked towards your individual rooms. There was just something adorable about you when you were sleepy.

Your body suddenly leaned in towards him making him blush. You closed your eyes, smiling as you felt his body heat radiating through his coat onto you.

"Keigo?..."

"Hm?"

"Welcome, home."

His gaze softened, feeling his muscles relax and forgetting about his flustered face. Those two simple words made him feel like he was safe, despite all the chaos that occurred.

He smiled with closed eyes, "I'm home."

[lchufflepuffcorn]

Imagine hawks x reader who also has a bird quirk so they do weird bird things together like running into glass doors while on a date lol. Please remember to stay hydrated and get enough sleep and eat :)

Very short but cute-sy. I am so sorry it took this long but here we are !!

Bird things (Takami Keigo x Reader)

Words: 420

Warning: None

Author's note: Enjoy !! (I do not own any gif, ever.)

Your teachers used to tell you that having a bird quirk was something you'd grow into, and while they weren't technically wrong, growing up without the glamourous pink of flamingo or the practical wings of the hummingbird. Instead, you had a canary-type quirk. They are known to be a ferociously home-y type of birds. 

So, with your flashy yellow wings and weirdly shaped feet, you became a kindergarten teacher to go with the 'home bird' cliché. At least the kiddies were cute. 

Now, how Keigo got your attention, love and care, he couldn't fathom the shadow of an idea. But to tell the truth, as long as you showered him with kisses after his shift, he didn't really care. You could spend your day shoving food down his mouth. As long as he can cuddle with you, Keigo is good. 

Most of the time, both of you spent your free time at home, especially because of his paparazzi, but also because of the multiple accidents you (both of you) had.  

Keigo laughed at the video playing, where he walked right into a glass door while you waited on the other side. You were currently watching a YouTube compilation of superhero quirks fails. 

"They always put the same video!" He complained. 

"To your credit, glass doors *are* always too clean, prompting colliding." You stated, running your fingers through his hair. Keigo chirped, snuggling closer to you. 

"Still, how am I supposed to be cool after that?" He asks again, his voice muffled by your shirt. 

You giggled. 

"Would you prefer they get a picture of us taking care of each other's wings? Or if they had a video of you doing a mating dance? That'd be embarrassing." 

Again, Keigo grumbles, a laugh shaking his shoulders slightly. "That happened twice!" He tries to defend. 

You nod, laughing. "Lucky you, nobody took pictures." 

Yeah, your teachers used to tell you that you'd grow into your quirk, but except for having proportionate wings compared to your body now, you still did pretty weird things. 

Sometimes, you craved worms. Keigo and your apartement would sometimes get rearranged out of the blue. Sharing his hunting prey as meals was not that special. So yes, maybe being a bird wasn't as hard as a life draining quirk, for example, but it was still hard as fuck to explain.

But seeing as Keigo chirped happily, snuggling close to you, it was worth it.  

[takamikeiigos]

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝕽𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌: 𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕

𝕻𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: 𝑲𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒐 𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝕮𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 4.06𝒌

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖘: 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆!𝒌𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒐, 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕!𝒌𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒐 → 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍!𝒌𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒐, 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕/𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕, 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖘: 𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐚 *𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝* 𝐢'𝐦... 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤?? 🌈 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐬, 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞!

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬: 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫. 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫-𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭/𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

The gentle nudge to your shin from underneath the table brings a soft smile to your lips as you sip your coffee. Hawks raises a full eyebrow at you from where he's seated across the table, a minute yet playful expression crossing his features.

You give him a gentle nudge back, shaking your head in attempt to hide your growing smile.

"Playing footsie?"

He leans back in his chair, shrugging nonchalantly he munches away on his pastry, his gaze never breaking from its hold on you. The sun is beginning to reach its peak in the afternoon sky, casting a bright golden glow through the windows of the small, quaint cafe you chose for lunch - its rays casting a warm glow on his features. His irises have an amber radiance to them, the avian features around his eyes complimenting them as they stand out against his skin - his cheeks slightly tanned from all the time spent in flight beneath the warm afternoon sun.

"Adding a little spice to our relationship," he winks, and you can't help but to roll your eyes at his childishness.

"I never would have thought such a high ranking hero could be so.."

"So?" Hawks questions; curious, urging you to finish your thoughts.

"Could be so puerile."

He barks out a laugh, grinning as if it was the funniest thing he's heard all day.

"Puerile, huh? That's quite a use of your words, there, dove."

"You're a menace," you roll your eyes again and sip at your drink, but he can see through your annoyed façade. Instead of retaliating with that spit-fire tongue of his, he reaches forward, prying one of your hands from your drink. You frown in slight disdain at having to act fast to tighten your remaining grip on your cup, but it melts away when he presses an innocent kiss to your fingers.

"A sap, too," you remark, but it's soft this time, as if you said the words quiet enough so only he could hear.

"Yours," he retorts. He says it whole-heartedly, his expression warm and longing, and you know deep down that your heart belongs to him, too.

You pull your hand away and break eye contact, flustered at the intimacy of the conversation and his actions. You decide to change the subject to save yourself from an elevated heart rate and heated cheeks.

"So, bird-brain, you're off today. You even turned your notifications off on your work phone," you muse, looking back at him with interest, "what do you have planned?"

Hawks leans forward, bracing an elbow on the table and resting his cheek in his palm while he looks at you. He smiles slowly, like a love-struck idiot, and you realize nothing is going to save you from his adorable antics.

"Well, I was thinking -"

His sentence gets cut off by the cafe's door slamming open, a tall man dressed in all black making his appearance known. Your skin bristles at the mask that rests over his face - white and made of plastic, with slitted eyes and a sinister smile. He raises a gun and you find yourself grasping for Hawks across the table, your heart thumping in your chest.

Your table is tucked into the back corner of the cafe, more than likely out of the man's line of sight, but that doesn't ease you one bit. Hawks is already turned around, feathers standing on end as he takes in the situation, before turning back to you briskly. He gives you a look, as if to say: stay put, don't make a sound.

He has no time to act before the man grabs a young woman by her arm and yanks her from her seat, holding her to his chest firmly with his gun pointed to her head.

"Nobody make a fuckin' noise. Not a single peep, you hear? All I want is the money. Anyone tries to start shit and this pretty little lady loses her head, got it?"

The quiet chatter of the cafe has fallen completely silent, it's patrons in too much of a shock to utter a peep. The cashier stands there nervously for a moment, and this seems to irritate the man further, as he presses the barrel of the gun firmly to his hostages temple. She screams and begins sobbing, nearly buckling in his hold.

"Now!" The man yells, and just then two more masked men come in, one with a gun and one with a duffel bag.

The second one with the gun, dressed the same but slightly shorter - with more muscle and bulk, turns and catches your table in his eyesight. He immediately raises his gun at the sight of Hawks. This alerts the other two and you can tell the situation is about to get very ugly, very fast.

Hawks can't act because of the hostage. Granted he can disband his feathers quickly to disarm the men, but any sudden movement is too risky for everyone involved at this point.

"We don't want any problems," he says, calm, bringing both hands up in attempt to deescalate the situation. The second man with the gun ignores him and makes his way closer, his gun still trained on Hawks and ready to shoot at any given moment.

"Shut up," he spits, but Hawks isn't paying attention to him anymore, either; his focus primarily on the hostage.

"Hey! I'm talking to you, asshole," the shorter man presses, and something in you snaps.

"Are you actually fucking kidding me right now?" You spit back, seething with annoyance.

The villain trains his gun on you now, and at the same time Hawks turns his head to stare at you, expression caught between worry and anger from you disobeying him.

"The fuck did you just say to me?" The man asks in disbelief, shaking his gun at you.

"If you lay a single fucking hand on her-"

"No, seriously. Are you actually fucking kidding me?" You press, looking up at the villain from where you sit. "The fucking audacity, you low-lives. You think you can come in here with a couple of guns, put some poor woman - who probably has a family waiting for her at home, in the middle of all this, and disrespect my boyfriend on top of that, for a few wads of petty cash?"

"Oi!" The taller man calls, and you stand up abruptly, your chair scraping against the tile floor as it's shoved backward.

"No, you shut up. I'm not done. This is un-fucking-real. Your mothers would be ashamed. You're pathetic," you reprimand. And though you can't see their facial expressions, you're sure they're all looking at you like you're bat-shit crazy.

Hawks takes their stunned silence as an advantage and shoots a few feathers forward, disarming the taller man and pinning him to the wall. His hostage falls to her knees, gasping for breath, and once the shorter man catches on, he turns his gun on Hawks.

You knock the man's arm upward and a shot goes off, into the ceiling. He whips his free hand around and grabs you by the throat, and all you feel is searing, white heat against your skin before Hawks is on him, disarming him and pinning him to the floor.

You choke through the lingering pain in your throat and stumble, catching yourself on the table you once sat at, dizzied with pain and adrenaline. Through your blurred vision you see the third man, the one with the duffel, panic and run for the door. He doesn't make it far before he's assaulted by a flurry of red feathers, pinned to the ground with the rest of his accomplices.

Hawks turns his head to look at you, and the last thing you register is the look of fury on his face, before you hit the floor and pass out.

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You wake some time in the late afternoon, your body caught in a haze of exhaustion and heavy fog. You blink a few times to clear the sleep from your vision, and bring a hand up to rub at your eyes tiredly. It's then that you realize you aren't at home, but are instead swaddled in a heap of blankets on a very large, plush bed, in a massive penthouse apartment that overlooks the city.

Who the hell..?

Just as you muster the energy to sit upward, you catch a mass of red feathers and a head full of blonde hair coming up the set of stairs that lead to the bedroom you're occupying. Though you wouldn't necessarily call it a bedroom, just a high platform that looks over the living room of the apartment.

Hawks is carrying a wooden dinner tray, with what looks like a tall glass of water, a bowl, and a few utensils. When he reaches the top of the stairs he stops abruptly, looking at you.

"You're awake," he sounds unsure; besides himself.

"I.. yeah," the words leave your lips sounding raw and scratchy. You can't help but to bring a hand up to your throat and rub at the discomfort. To your suprise you feel that your skin is rought and raised just slightly around the width of your neck, especially over your larynx - sensitive to touch.

Hawks winces.

"The guy with the gun.. the one who was about to send me to an early grave," he laughs softly, but there's no humor in it. It's cold and constrained - a sound you aren't used to, coming from him. He takes a seat on the bed next to you and sets the tray down between you both, staring into what you can now tell is a bowl of miso soup. "He was the only one that happened to have a quirk, it turns out. A lot like the Todoroki's, actually."

You can't help but to stare at him. He looks pensive - eyes focused on the view of the city beneath his apartment, lost between the evening traffic and whatever thoughts are rattling throughout his mind.

"Fire?" You ask hesitantly.

"Fire," he confirms. Whatever daze he's in releases its hold on him and he turns to look at you. He frowns, though, when he sees the paled scar tissue around your throat, and reaches down to grab the pill and the glass of water from the dinner tray.

"Here. It's Ibuprofen, nothing strong. Just enough to help with the discomfort."

You accept them both graciously, chugging nearly half the glass of water before remembering the pill. It goes down uncomfortably, almost adding to the scratch in your throat, but after a few more sips of water you're feeling much better than you were five minutes ago.

"I'm sorry," you mutter, setting the glass down on the tray.

"Don't apologize," Hawks voice has a sharp edge to it. He doesn't seem angry, but hurt; distressed, even.

"I antagonized him when I shouldn't have," you persist. You don't like the fact that you're the reason he looks like that. Distant and closed-off.

"You did," he agrees, but it isn't harsh. Just a fact. He reaches a hand toward you and you feel his fingers gently gliding over the scar tissue in your neck. He furrows his brow. "But ultimately, I wasn't fast enough. I hesitated. When it comes to you, I never should. And he put his hands on you, because of that."

"Hawks.."

"What good am I if I can't protect you, hm?" He asks suddenly, and his eyes are boring holes into you; deep, amber irises full of enough heat to put the sun to shame.

"But you did, didn't you?" You raise a hand to his cheek but he pulls away, as if he'd been burned, instead.

"He shouldn't have even been able to lay a hand on you in the first place," the words fall from his lips in a hiss - spiteful, angry.

You reach for him again, with both hands this time, and thankfully he lets you. The second your hands come to caress his cheeks he breathes out, slow, his eyes falling closed as if to steady his thoughts.

"Then erase the fact that he ever did."

You run a gentle hand through the soft, golden locks of his hair, and just as he begins to open his eyes, you lean forward to press a kiss to his lips. It's brief, and when you pull away he sits there, dumbfounded, staring at you like he's trying to find the answers to every question in the universe.

You take advantage of his stupor and move the forgotten dinner tray to the bedside table, the miso soup long forgotten by now.

And when you return your attention back to him? He's on you, pressing you down into the blankets and pillows, looming over you like a man that's found the greatest treasure that the world could harbor.

"No one," Hawks whispers, positioning himself on his knees between your thighs and bringing deft fingers to trail up your chest. He stops when he comes to the scar, and his eyes soften in the slightest, before his gaze turns dark. "No one is ever going to lay a finger on you, again. Not as long a I'm around."

Your heart flutters in your chest, a rapid staccato that you can't control. You've had your fair share of heated make-out sessions with Hawks; have even gotten each other off by merely grinding against each other. But you have yet to actually have sex, and the thought of it sets your skin ablaze and turns your brain to mush.

"Claim me, then," it's a request; a plea that falls from your lips.  "Make me yours, Keigo."

He bristles at the use of his given name, his massive wings flaring out to their full span and nearly knocking the soup off of the bedside table.

"The things you do to me.." He sighs. He tangles his fingers in the hem of your shirt and tugs upwards. You accommodate him so he can tug it off, and without a second thought he tosses it over his shoulder. It flies over the railing of the platform, landing somewhere in the livingroom below.

Your chest is bare before him, as you'd opted out of a bra for the day, and you immediately feel your cheeks flush. He notices your embarrassment and evens the playing field, disbanding his feathers slightly to pull his grey henley over his head, tossing it in the same direction as your shirt - over the railing.

Keigo leans in, then, pressing into you, and the warmth of his chest against yours makes it hard to breath. He presses his face into your neck, nuzzling into your skin as if he's trying to crawl under it, and you bring your arms up to rest on his shoulders, your fingers tangling in his hair.

The roll of his hips against yours has you gasping for air.

"Kei.."

"Shh, baby. M'Gonna take care of you," he whispers against your skin; nips at the sensitive scar on your neck. "Gonna make it up to you - make you mine, so no one lays a finger on you."

You hum into his hair - pleased with his promises, and bring your legs to wrap around his waist, holding him in place while you arch into his touch. The feel of his hands moving to grip tightly at your hips causes a dull buzz to travel beneath your skin, down to your core, where want and need make themselves desperately known. He continues to lave at the same spot on your neck, just over the pulse of your carotid artery, before sinking his teeth in and sucking.

You gasp, breath nearly caught in your throat, and you can't help the sudden thrust of your hips. Though the bite isn't deep enough to draw blood, you're sure it's going to leave a mark.

The mere thought of it makes your eyes roll back, a broken moan escaping your lips.

"That's it, that's my girl," Keigo praises. He starts a trail of kisses down your body, through the valley between your breasts and over the dip of your navel, before coming to a stop at the waistband of your leggings. He peers up at you, cheeks slightly flushed and pupils dialated, his fingers tugging at the elastic band of your pants while your hands keep purchase in his hair.

The way he removes your leggings and panties is almost teasing; agonizingly slow as he shifts his gaze down, studying your pliant body beneath him. He takes his time, as an archeologist would while uncovering the rarest, most precious secrets of the universe - the heat beneath his stare lighting something deep inside of you.

He lazily drops the clothing articles to the floor beside the bed and resumes his position - lying snug between your thighs, taking it upon himself to toss your legs over his shoulders. He brings his hands to rest over the tops of your thighs and squeezes, thumbs massaging into your skin soothingly.

You swallow thickly under his intense stare, your cheeks flushed and heart pounding in your chest; and when he leans in to lick a long, slow stripe through your folds, you can't help but toss your head back and arch into his touch.

"Fuck," you've barely even touched each other and his voice is wrecked; debauched with the want and need to taste you; to be inside of you.

His eyes flutter closed and he delves in again, a low groan falling from his lips as he laps up your juices. He tightens the grip he has on your thighs; flattens his tongue as he drags it slowly through your heat, before swirling it around your swollen clit and sucking.

Your head is spinning, brain turned to mush by the sole fact that Keigo eats pussy like he's been handed the nectar of life - savoring your taste on his tongue as he dives in deeper.

He can't help himself, your sweet moans and cries spurring him on; the way your body tries to fold into his, seeking out his touch and begging for more.

He releases his right hand from your thigh and you find yourself missing its warmth, but it's nothing compared to the feeling of his middle and ring finger sliding inside of you, rubbing against your sensitive walls.

You cry out again, fingers tightening in his hair while tears brim your eyes, the overwhelming pleasure almost too much for you to handle.

He continues to suck on your clit and crooks his fingers once, twice, and on the third time you're cumming, drenching his fingers and face while your sticky walls spasm around him. He moans against you, guiding you through the aftershocks of your orgasm, continuing to lap up your slick with his tongue.

He withdrawals his fingers slowly and sucks them clean, sitting back on his haunches to take in the gooey, wet mess he made out of you.

"Fuck me," you plead, spreading your legs to grant him a better view.

"Oh," he laughs, sultry, like he's planning something you aren't ready for. "I plan on it, sweetheart."

To his suprise you sit forward, grasping at the waistband of his sweatpants while you look up at him innocently. He watches you with curiosity, interest piqued as you reach a hand into his pants, beneath his briefs, where his cock rests hard and aching with need.

You pull it from it's confines and swallow, mouth watering as you take account of its size. It's... well, it's big. Thick and girthy; flushed a pretty, deep red color from being so full.

Keigo leans forward, a hand braced on your cheek; gentle, and pulls you in for a kiss. He nips at your bottom lip intimately, smoothing his tongue over it to get you to open up for him, and when you give his cock a few slow, languid stokes, he moans headily into your mouth.

He presses you to lie back before shimmying out of the confines of his pants and briefs, kicking them to the floor and wasting no time in crawling over you. You lock your legs around his waist and tangle your hands back in his hair, whispering praises in his ear while he takes hold of his cock, running the tip of it through your slick folds.

"Ready?" He asks softly, and you nod, bringing him in for another kiss. He presses the head of his cock against your entrance and rolls his hips forward, slow, until the walls of your pussy finally give way and suck him in. You whine, angling your hips up to take him in more, and he groans deep, sliding in slow until his balls rest against the curve of your ass.

"F-uuuuck," his voice is strained, and he stills for a moment, giving you both time to adjust. "So tight for me, baby. Takin' me so well, like you were made jus' for me."

"Just for you," it's an affirmation, a promise that you whisper into his hair while he tucks his face into your neck. He braces an elbow on the sheets beside your head to support himself, his other hand occupied with the curve of your hip, guiding you flush against him.

He pulls out agonizingly slow, so much so that you can feel the veins of his cock rubbing against your walls, just barely scratching the itch that's stirring inside of you. You moan his name and the hold he had on your hip tightens, his hips stuttering.

"Let go. Claim what's yours, Kei. It's okay."

Keigo grunts, fingers grasping at the pillow your head rests on, and you distantly hear the fabric strain against his hold; possibly even tear.

You don't have to tell him twice. Soon enough he's pounding into you, thrusting so deep and hard that the sound of your wet pussy and his heavy balls slapping against you echo throughout the room, drowning out your thoughts.

He rips his palm from the pillow and brings it to the crook of your neck, opposite of where his head is buried, and rubs the scar tissue gently - as if mapping it out. He loses himself inside of you, and you aren't fairing any better, the familiar, deep ache making itself known again low in your gut.

"You're mine," he growls, tangling his fingers in your hair and pulling, expisosing your neck further to him. His thrusts grow erratic, sloppy, and you cry out his name as his wings flare out, bright red feathers loosening and drifting around the room. You snake a hand around his back and find that sensitive spot that rests between his shoulder blades, right at the base of his wings, and tug.

"Fuck. Fuck, sweetheart, m'gonna cum," he chokes, tonguing sloppy kisses over the hollow of your throat. He tilts your head slightly to the side, nosing over the scar that occupies unwanted space on your skin, and bites down over the same exact spot he did, before. You're sure that he broke skin this time but you could care less, so caught up in the orgasm that washes over you without warning, your body spasming around him as he fucks you through it.

He moans low and deep, like a wounded animal, teeth still sunk into your sensitive skin, and cums, his thrusts keeping pace to pump you as full as he can.

When he's satisfied that he's laid his claim, he lets up, hips still twitching minutely as he releases his hold on your throat. He pulls back slightly, caught in a daze with his cheeks flushed and his eyes heavy, and fuck, if he doesn't look beautiful like this.

You see panic rising within him, though, as he eyes the reddened teeth marks on the crook of your neck, reaching a hand out to tend to the wound. But you stop him, grasping his hand in yours and bringing his fingers to your lips. He stares at you in awe.

"Leave it," you whisper softly, pressing gentle kisses - assurances, to his knuckles. "It's proof."

He looks astounded; innocent like a child who's been caught doing something they shouldn't be, but isn't getting reprimanded. Your beautiful boy.

"Proof?" He rasps.

You smile at him lovingly, bringing your hand to rest on his cheek, lost in the warmth of his gaze.

"That I'm yours."

[thecuriousquest]

Oh, I have no idea why I’m into blonde goths.

No idea at all.

[schlechtenhunde]

i've never drawn hawks before 🪶

[kaycode1999]

I don’t know if anyone has done this yet but.

Asexual (maybe even aroace) Hawks who, while with the commission is too busy to even think about relationships like that

But then once he gets out and finds out it’s a real thing people do he’s just like - why?

Does not understand and is not interested in having sex at all, he’s just like yeah seems weird no thanks. I’m just gonna watch my favorite movie and eat popcorn in my comfy clothes

[collarful-clover]

I mostly wanted to draw his wings

[theleftoverkiwis]

Keigo sometimes hates his kids but only for the simple fact that he couldn't even stand first before his bladder released.

sketches and alt poses below~

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𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 // 𝙠𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙞

Pairing: Keigo Takami x F!Reader

Words: 2.307

Summary: being married young was never in either of your plans, more or less being married to a hero and a quirkless human. still, it made an interesting switch to your lives, one you might not regret.

Warning(s): slight mentions of violence, fluff, slight jealousy

A/n: Lowkey I really love how this chapter turned out <3 taglist is available to anyone who would like to be updated. Any donations are appreciated it is a way I can help contribute to pay bills while I'm able to get a job <3 As always feedback is extremely appreciated!

Links: donate to the author, masterlist (coming soon), current series list

Taglist: @alligator-person @bakugosgirl01 @deathkat657 @justanerd1 @multilingual-birb @urdecentartist09 @abbylouamanda @keigo-hawks-takami-simp

(if there is anyone I missed on the list pls let me know, enjoy! <3)

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"Are you nervous?" Keigo whispered to you, pulling you into a tight embrace as he greeted you at the front door of the lobby.

"A bit..." you mumbled burying your face into his neck, making him feel ticklish.

"It's going to be alright... I promise." He kissed the top of your head, rubbing your back.

As much as you wanted to this moment to last you both pulled away. He gave you a soft smile and held his hand out to interlace your fingers together.

You gave him a faint smile as you took his hand and walked to the elevator in silence. Keigo knew your mind was racing with thoughts he could not control, but remembered to give you time to recollect yourself. So he did what he knew would let you know that he was right beside you.

He kissed your forehead and moved his thumb across the top of your hand. You reciprocated by laying your head on his shoulder as you watched the numbers going higher on the elevator door.

Keigo broke the silence, "Where they right behind you?"

"Mio needed to get a couple of things she had forgotten and saw she would walk with Hizashi." You answered, "But I know she actually needed a moment."

"It's understandable... try to see it from their point of view." He slightly moved his head to look down at you. "It was not the right way for them to find out but they did and it wasa big surprise."

"I know," you mumbled. "I understand... I do."

"If you are thinking that they will be the same as your sister you are wrong." His hand moved to hold the side of your face, "Mio and Hizashi care about you deeply... they're good people."

You gave him a small nod. The sound of the doors opening caught your attention, you both walked out of the elevator and into your home. It felt like you could finally breathe once more.

"Should we get something out to drink?" He asked walking over to the fridge.

"I think water will be fine."

It did not give you much time since a minute later, there was the intercom going off.

"Hey, we're here (name)." Mio said. "Can you let us in?"

Keigo gave you a reassuring nod, you got off the stool and walked towards the door. Taking a deep breath you pressed the button then heard a buzzing sound. Not a moment later both Mio and Hizashi walked inside.

Mio's eyes wandered around your home as soon as she stepped inside. They slightly widened seeing how spacious your home was.

Hizashi on the other hand gave you a small smile and then looked over at Keigo.

"We can talk over there on the couch if you'd like..." you suggested looking at them both.

"Ok." She said and followed you to the open living room.

Keigo then walked out of the kitchen with a tray filled with glasses of water. The four of you sat down, Keigo next to you while Hizashi and Mio sat opposite of you two.

"You... guys have a beautiful home." Mio said, trying to break the ice.

"Thank you," Keigo responded. "I wasn't quite sure I liked it at first since I was the only one here, but now it's growing on me."

"Is it because of (name)?" Hizashi asked taking his glass of water.

"Yeah," he sincerely spoke taking your hand into his own. "(Name) was the person I needed in my life to brighten it up. At first I wasn't used to having someone waiting for me at home but then the more we shared the same space together and saw each other in the mornings it became something I looked forward to everyday."

"How- I mean why did you two decide to get married like this?..." Mio questioned.

"I think it's best if we start from the beginning," you answered holding onto your husband's hand tightly.

Your family had owned a business since you were in middle school. The idea had popped up suddenly into your parents minds, seeing they needed another income to support you in the future. Of course you and Himiko were very against it, saying you'd both get jobs if it came to going abroad or attending one in Tokyo.

But they still said they wanted to own a family business and be their own boss instead. You were all for it if that was their reason. The business was such a good investment, things were looking up and you even helped them during the summer.

Unfortunately when you graduated from high school and your sister left to expand her career in another country, the business had started to slow down. The friend that your parents had bought it from ended up retiring and moving to another part of the country.

Then the new owner started to come by asked for a paying fee. Your parents tried calling their friend but he never answered once. And that didn't stop him from coming by each month, and every time they said no he would get angry.

Until one day, he stopped showing up all together.

"Any signs of them showing up?" Your mom asked as she peered out the window looking for him.

Peeling the potatoes you shook your head. "I talked to the other neighbors and they said they haven't heard a word from them."

"I see..." She mumbled.

"Have you seen dad?" You asked.

"I saw he went down to the restaurant."

Once you were done peeling the potatoes you started to cut them up into pieces to put them into the pan to fry them.

"Have you talked with Hizashi?" Your mom picked up the knife and started to chop the cilantro.

"We talk everyday, mom." Turning on the stove you put in the oil.

"I meant that have you seen the way he looks at you?"

"We are friends, that is all." You said dismissing her comment.

"I just think he is a great person... and he would be a good addition to have in your personal life."

"Right now the last thing on my mind is being in a relationship."

She stopped her movement to turn and look at you. "Why? You are young you should be going on dates, dear."

"I'm still trying to look for a good place to live... my focus right now is to enjoy teaching my students and help them."

"That doesn't mean you shouldn't prioritize yourself too."

Sighing you shook your head, "I'll prioritize myself once this situation is truly over."

Loud voices interrupted your conversation, you could hear their muffled voices coming down from the wooden floor.

"What's going on?..." She asked.

"I-I'm not sure," you answered. "Stay here... I'm going to go and check."

"No, wait-" Your mom held onto your wrist, stopping you in place. "We should call the police."

"I have a feeling they're not someone we should involve the police with mom. It might make things worse."

"But we can't go down and deal with them ourselves."

"We won't have to, okay? I'll make sure." You reassured her. "Stay here and if things do escalate even more then call the police."

Your mother hesitated on letting you go but she complied and watched as you left, she silently prayed that things would be okay.

When you got down to the restaurant you slowly walked inside. It broke your heart seeing your father beaten and bruised on the ground. One of the men had their foot pressed down on top of your father's back.

"I don't see why that idiot can't show his face around here." One of them spoke, "He's the one that wants the money."

"We agreed to the job and we are getting paid for it." He responded.

"The food here looks good." The tall one spoke, looking through menu.

"We're not here to eat." The leader looked down at your dad, "Quit moving!"

"I can't believe people like you exist." You spoke loking down at each and every one of them.

He smirked, leaning forward and resting his elbows on each knee. "Well and who could you be darling?"

"Don't give me a pet name, scar face."

His smirk disappeared, "Who the hell are you?"

"That's none of your concern." You answered, "I can't believe you are acting like cowards threatening and beating up an innocent human being."

"I'm only doing my fucking job that I was assigned to do." He stood up, walking over to you. The last thing you thought about was his height. "Not like you can do anything about it."

You nervously swallowed, the way he intimidated you by towering over your figure was uncalled for.

"What?" He broke out into a wicked smile, swiping his tongue across his front teeth. "Cat got your tongue, little mouse?" Using his weight he shoved you back, making your body stagger.

It angered you seeing how much pain your dad was and you not being able to do anything about it.

"Stop it."

"I'd like to see you try."

Your hand formed into a tight fist, your eyes glaring at him. "Let my father go."

"I'm not letting your daddy go, and he won't be the only one to come with us." He stated, "The boss wants to see your mother too."

Your eyes widened but then they lowered. "I won't let you lay on a finger on my father or my mother, you prick!"

He clenched his jaw tightly and lifted his arm up to swing at you, making you flinch. " You damn annoying b-!"

The hit never came, there was no pain.

Looking up you saw an arm extended, it held the thugs wrist tightly and twisting it.

"She said to move away from her father." A voice spoke, "What? Did you not understand?"

You looked over your shoulder to see a hero standing there. It wasn't any hero, he was the most loved and currently ranked as the number two in Japan.

The winged hero stood next to you as he looked down upon the group of thugs. But his eyes were piercing with anger as they narrowed down at the groups leader, seeing your father in pain.

"I'm assuming your the leader?"

"What's it to you bird brain?!"

"Look all I wanted was to come down and enjoy a good meal from a restaurant that is so well talked about." Hawks said, "If you're going to fight then let's get it over with already."

"What makes you think we're going to fight you? I have no business with you hero, so scram away."

"So you're all talk but no action when someone more powerful comes your way." His wings then opened wide, "All I can see is a coward hiding behind his groupie's shadows."

The leader pressed his tongue behind his teeth, smiling sarcastically. "You really should mind your own damn business."

Without a warning all of them started to charge towards Hawks. Yet again, you were surprised to see how cool and calm he looked while they swung at him with those bats.

Red feathers then started to move towards their direction, somehow they looked sharper than when they're resting on his wings. Hawks stood in the middle, his feathers keeping the thugs in place.

Slowly he walked forward, his eyes not blinking as his stare became intense. Once he was close enough, he took a long sharp feather out from behind his back and pointed at the leader's neck.

"This is what's going to happen." Hawks stated, "You're going to let this innocent man go."

"But-!"

"I wasn't finished."

The leader immediately closed his mouth not wanting to test Hawk's patience.

"You're going to let them go and stop showing your face around here." He ordered, "You are not going to come back and threatened the business around here including this one. I'll be paying back the debt they owe you and that will be the end of it."

One of the thugs walked over to where your dad was and helped him up. Immediately you ran over to his side and held onto him. Your dad gave you a small smile, as you guided him over to an empty chair and sat him down.

"Understood?"

"Y-yes!"

"Good, if you show your face around here again I won't hesitate to get you arrested. I have all the information I need to throw you in jail."

"W-we should go," the tall one spoke.

The leader nodded not taking his eyes off of him and got up. His group members followed him as well, slowly but surely retreating away from the restaurant.

As soon as they were gone you breathed out a sigh of relief, knowing now you were safe.

"Are you alright?" Hawks asked as he looked at your father. "I can get you to a hospital-"

Your dad waved his hand, "No no... I'll be fine. I-it's just a few bruises, they should go away with some medicine."

"I can take you right away really it's not a problem-"

"You are already did too much for us, I'm grateful you showed up." He sincerely spoke, "I will make sure to pay that money back to you-"

Hawks shook his head, "You have a family that is going to need that money more than I will."

"Kenji!" Your mom yelled as she ran towards your father with falling tears. "Y-you're injured! We need to get you to a hospital-"

"I'm okay."

"You're not okay!" She said, "We need to take you to a doctor-"

"Hana, I am fine." Your dad held your mom's face in his hands, wiping away her tears gently with his thumbs. "I just need to take a pill for the pain and rest."

"I-I thought... I had lost you..."

"I'm not going anywhere, I haven't for 26 years and I won't now."

Hawks watched as you wiped away your tears seeing your parents comforting one another. He quietly walked over to you.

"Are you okay? They didn't hurt you too did they?"

You looked away, "N-no... I'm okay."

"Good I'm glad to know you are okay."

"Mr. Hawks... you really don't need to pay off our debt." You said, "W-We are very thankful for you being able to scare them away."

"In all honesty I have too much money in my life." He said, "I don't have anyone else to share it with. If it means you and your family are safe then I don't really care how much the debt is."

"You are too kind..."

"You have people in your life that you want to protect." He looked at your parents with a faint smile, "I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if something were to have happened knowing I could have prevented it."

"Villains are sometimes difficult to control... it isn't always the heroes fault."

"Still," Hawks turned to look at you. "I'm happy to pay it off. Your folks seem like great people, they deserve to keep running this buisness alongside their daughter."

"Mr. Hawks." Your mom called out to him, "You really don't have to pay off the debt-"

He interrupted her, "Like I told your daughter... I have too much money that I don't really use. If it means your family is safe and away from harm's way then I'll be happy to pay it off."

"It's very generous but... w-we don't have anything to offer you in return."

It was true. Your family was in the low class income, given that you have managed to bring in more money, you really did not have much in exchange for his generosity.

"In all honesty I have too much money in my life. I don't have anyone else to share it with. If it means you and your family are safe then I don't really care how much the debt is."

"What if you marry me?" You said making everyone look at you in surprise, especially Hawks.

"(name)!" Your parents exclaimed.

"I... uh you don't need to g-go that far." He said, flustered by your idea.

"I-I mean you did say you did not have anyone in your life to share it with so why not get married?" You explained, "Of course we don't have to act like a marrried couple!' Your cheeks turned red, "W-we can just act like two friends living together.. sharing a house and stuff."

Hawks body relaxed, "You are helping your parents out (name)... I do not want to take you away from them and plus I'm sure you have your whole life here."

"Well I actually only come by during the summer to help them out. I'm currently teaching at a school in a different city."

"What city?"

"The same city that your agency is in."

"Y-you're living in Fukuoka, Kyushu?..."

You nodded, "I went there a few months ago looking for a teaching job. I am in the process of finding a place to move to from my friend's house."

It did sound nice to have someone to come home to. All his life he's been a lone, even surrounded with friends he felt as though he was missing a piece in his life. However he knew the risks that would come if he did get married.

You noticed how quiet he was, "Is everything okay?"

He let out a soft sigh, "The only thing is that if we do get married... we can't just disclose that information to anyone or everyone."

"Are you going to feel ashamed-?"

"No, of course not. How can I explain this?..." He looked away for a second trying to find a way he could put it into words. "With what occurred in the last battle against the villains... your safety is going to be the number one priority. We still are trying to find the last members of the league... so until we are sure that they are under arrest it'll be best if we keep contact to a minimal in public."

"So pretend that... you two don't know each other?..." Your mom looked at him confused.

"I know it sounds rude and t-trust me I would like to go out in public places with your daughter but with villains targeting me, I don't want to put you both and her in danger."

Your dad looked at you with worried eyes, his stare silently communicating all his anxious thoughts.

"You don't have to do this," he took both your hands into his own, gently squeezing them. "I know dad but trust me... I want to. Until the debt is paid I'll be with him."

"Are you sure? You know it is dangerous."

"I have the number two pro hero taking care of me." You gave him a soft smile, "I trust that I will be safe with him, dad. Who knows," Turning your head you looked at Hawks. "This marriage might change us both for the better."

He tried his best to look calm but his wings started to flutter up and down, making it obvious about how he felt.

"She's not my only daughter but I want you to protect her please." Your dad spoke, "I want to see her happy, and if things do not turn out okay... can I rely on you bringing her back to me with no pain or regret?"

Hawks stepped forward, standing next to you. "I promise "I will protect her to make sure she comes back."

Your mom smiled at the both of you, "I guess it will be a quick wedding then. Should I call your sister-"

"No... I think it'll be best to let her know when she comes by to visit."

"Alright, I understand."

"When will the wedding take place?" Your dad asked.

"I'll make sure to arrange it in Kyushu if that is alright?" Your both parents nodded. "I have a small mission to go to in a few days, I will most likely let you know when I come back. In the meantime you can start packing anything you'd might need to bring to my house."

It was a bit overwhelming, now that you were thinking about it. But if it meant that the debt was paid and they were safe then it was worth the sacrifice.

"I'll make sure to do that then, have a safe mission okay?"

Even then you had already started to worry about him, a stranger who had happened to be at the right place at the right time.

Hizashi and Mio sat quietly, looking down at their hands as they tried to adborb the information you had given them.

"Please don't think I did not trust you enough to tell you," You said breaking the ice. "If something had gone wrong I did not want anything bad happening to you both."

"Do you guys... even have feelings for each other?..." Mio questionably looked at you two. "This marriage was built upon a deal after all."

You were about to answer her question when Keigo beat you to it.

"I'll admit- and this might sound selfish," he took a moment to gather his thoughts then spoke. "At first I honestly did not feel anything for (name). Upon meeting her for the first time I thought she was brave for trying to fight against those thugs that had her dad. She seemed like someone you could depend on and ask for help if you needed it."

He used his other hand and placed it on top of yours, swiping his thumb back and forth across your skin gently.

"She caught me by surprise when she suggested that we'd get married. Yet the longer I thought about it... I realized it wasn't as crazy as it sounds. I had been alone almost my whole life, I thought why not and invite someone into my home and see what happens. And I was right... she blew me away in ways I never expected. She added color into my life and made me understand what it meant having someone by your side." A smile started to form on his lips, along with a soft chuckle. "That day I got back home beaten up from a run in with some villains, she was there still awake waiting for me to come back home. And all she was doing was sleeping, but even then it gave me a sense of belonging, being cared for in a way I never had in my life.

Keigo looked at Mio and then at Hizashi, "I knew since that moment that I cared about her. I wanted to do anything and everything in my life to make sure she was okay. So yes I did not expect to catch feelings for this magnificent human being but I did and I'm glad that I agreed."

Silence fell in the room, you were both in shock and overwhelmed with his beautiful words. While your friends came to the realization that this marriage was starting to become real.

Mio grabbed the glass of water, "I was expecting something simple and short but you exceeded my expectations."

"I don't truly understand what went through your minds when you agreed. I thought this marriage you had talked about that it would not last till the end." Hizashi said, "But now I see that I was wrong. If he is making you happy and you are really happy then I can't say or do anything."

"What he means is that... we are with you and we wish you both happiness. I hope this marriage you are starting to really build lasts long because you deserve it."

"Mio..." With tears in your eyes you got up and hugged her tightly. You buried your face into her shoulder, muttering an apology. "I'm sorry I couldn't tell you earlier."

"I understand why, it isn't something you can shout out into the world." She rubbed your back up and down, smiling. "I'm just glad you finally told me. I meant it when I said that I'm here for you, okay?"

You let the tears fall knowing she was referring to your sister for the way she had treated you.

"Thank you, Mio."

"(name) is special, you know that right?" Hizashi said looking at him as he sipped on his glass of water.

"I do." Keigo answered watching from afar as you and Mio talked happily.

"Then I expect you to not make her cry or break her heart."

I knew this was going to happen.

"I don't plan to," he said. "I made a promise to her parents and I will keep it."

"Good... cause her parents aren't the only one who you'll have to deal with Hawks."

"You still have feelings for her don't you, Hizashi?" Keigo asked leaning back against counter.

"(name) only sees me as a friend, she always has." He answered. "But even then I still had hope that she would change her mind but then she announced she was married. So, I backed off."

With a clenched jaw, Keigo narrowed his eyes at him. "What are you trying to say?"

Hizashi shrugged. "I care about her and I want to see her happy so I hope you don't end up being a regret to her."

Keigo parted his lips to speak but he walked away before he able to have the last word. He knew, Hizashi was close to you and you only saw him as a friend. Even then the jealousy that was started to run through his veins as he hugged you, grew.

"Keigo!" you exclaimed quickly going over to him and pulled him into a tight hug.

His demeanor quickly changed, "Hey beautiful." his arms wrapping themselves around your waist tightly.

"Hizashi suggested if we could have a little dinner just the four of us to celebrate."

"That sounds good." He smiled kissing your face, making you break out into laughter grabbing Hizashi's attention.

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Character(s). Takami Keigo x Reader Synopsis. Takami keiho regrets not being honest

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Because I couldn't think of a more nice title. And Takami Keigo's been on my mind lately because if that one MSA vid on Facebook reel. Idk but he reminds me of Kei sm😭. MESS AHEAD. NOT PROOF READ.

Imagine being so in love with Takami Keigo but he keeps ignoring your advances saying that he's not into you, that you're not his type, that he's just keeping you around because you're an asset in his agency. Imagine being so into him but all he does is snap at you when you try to talk to him. And ohh when you look at his wings— those pretty, crimson wings— there's a look of disgust in his face, saying that "You're crazy for thinking that I'll ever look at you". Imagine loving someone who'll never even consider you, who will never appreciate this oceanic emotions you feel for him. It breaks your heart. Shattered pieces of confidence, love, and identity— because you're hella sure you're not you if you're not in love with him. But you're a hero. A promising one— you will move on, you have to.

You started with less interaction, with less fascination. Keigo noticed how you stopped pestering him, and God is he missing it.

Now imagine Keigo's face as your letter of resignation reached his table. His eyes scanning for a hint that it's a prank— that you're not actually leaving. But as he visits your quarters with no trace of you left, he was sure you're gone.

And what of it? So what if you left? It's not like his agency wouldn't function without you...

But it's not the agency that wouldn't be able to stand this loss... It's him. Of nights he tried to push away his feelings, thinking that you're safer without him, of days he's contented just seeing you around, feeling your intense adoration to everything he is, he was an idiot for thinking that you will never get tired.

Ah, does this mean he will not be able to see you everyday now? Imagine him closing his eyes. Because he's a coward and he can't let anyone know how much he regrets his decisions.

And then imagine him, flying just across the vicinity, hoping to find a glimpse of you. It's enough for him, a glimpse. After all, how could he asked for more when you're ready to give your all for him and he rejected it?

And to catch a sight of you, he did. Hand in hand with another man, fingers interlocked and your smiles reached your ears. You're beautiful as always.

Imagine Takami Keigo, looking at you from afar, thinking that it should be his hands you're holding in yours, with tears trickling down his face.