#rarainks

[rarainks]

happy valentines yall 🩵

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[bakushima22]

Wolf and Keigo's wedding set after the way so Keigo's wings are prosthetics. Their son Kanjn has wings and fox ears and tail. Isn't this beautiful!! Artist @rarainks

[shuckinbeanz]

Spend Forever Next To You

Credit to the lovely rarainks for our daily bread. 🙏

warnings/notes: reader is preggers, Keigo is a gonna be a good papa bird, Hawks being a showoff if you squint, and just cuteness. Like Enji's, this is told in Keigo's POV, however this is pure tooth rotting fluff, unlike Enji's. No angst here! And you know the clattering sound a toucan makes? Its hard to explain, but I imagine (this is only one of many) Keigo's birdlike 'happy chitter' being similar in sound like 'clatter-er', but its much lower in volume and sounds deeper since it comes from his chest, almost sounding like a growl. Almost. <3

Is it just me or does his Japanese VA sound similar to the song?

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~Masterlist~

he could spend forever next to you <3

His feathers puff up as he pumps blood into them, and they flutter as he cocoons himself in an attempt to keep warm from his perch on a high rooftop. Tonight was particularly chilly, and he disliked the cold. At least it was peaceful, for the time being.

But one feather was particularly warm tonight, thanks to you, like every other night since yours and his nth date, up to marriage and beyond. 'Hey, featherboy?' he could feel your vibrations, chuckling to himself. His little furnace. You were so damn sweet, he thought. You treated his feather like some family heirloom. He told you you didn't have to treat it so tenderly when you lost it one time-he'd told you they grow back.

But oh, did that backfire on his ass. You didn't let him hear the end of it for weeks, even if he did bring it back to you the same day you lost it. And never again did you lose it.

'I don't know if you're busy or not...' he sends you his own vibration in reply. He can feel your giggle. 'Okay, so you're not busy.'

You wanna know why?

It's because he made a point to keep it near you. It was his connection to you. Your connection to him. Colors bloom, he swears. Colors bloom in his chest at the thought-at the feeling.

He blinks lazily, feeling an off vibration elsewhere. He yawns, sending a few feathers to pick up a purse-snatcher, return the purse to its owner, and deliver the culprit to the slammer in one fell swoop.

'I found something out tonight.' he feels the smile in your voice. Your warmth. He procures his cellphone, adding yet another number to the list of apprehensions, this one another case of petty thievery. The precinct will wire through the needed details for the reports. 'I can't wait until you get home, so I'll come on out and say it.' he could feel your vibrations, picking up on another elsewhere. 'I'm pregnant.' Again, he sends out his feathers, this time to apprehend a would-be kidnapper on the streets, phone ready to add them into the list as his feathers return the crying child to their parents, delivering the next criminal to the local precinct. As soon as your vibrations register, he's coughing, some foreign yet familiar thing exploding in his chest. He adds the criminal to the list, his feathers making a speedy return as he saves the form, stepping off the rooftop. He sends in for his replacement patrol, speeding through the cold starry night sky to you.

You're pregnant. You're pregnant. You're pregnant.

The bird side of his brain was on pure cathartic overload. He needed to get back to you. To the nest. Instinct drove him. You and him-his sweet birdie-you were going to be parents. He knows its immature, but the things that raced through his mind, how the nursery would look, how many you would give him, girl or boy, how he'd be there to help you when you needed him, how he'd leave feathers for them to teeth on-racing up to their first time going to school, their first friend, and oh boy he knew they'd be a rebel like him, and he can't help but snicker. And oh, he'd set up a college fund for them now, before they were even born, but he knew he was going too fast. Take things slowly, he has to tell himself, only seconds away from the balcony, readying himself for a landing.

And with the thud of his boots, you open the balcony door on queue, stepping up to him for a hug. "I'm home, pumpkin." he says, flashing you a giddy grin, wrapping his arms and wings around you as you approach. You tiptoe to plant a brief kiss on his chin, the gesture eliciting a happy chatter from his chest. "Welcome home, baby." you say to him, giggling as he holds you closer.

[candybowbeansies]

Spend Forever Next To You

Credit to the lovely rarainks for our daily bread. 🙏

warnings/notes: reader is preggers, Keigo is a gonna be a good papa bird, Hawks being a showoff if you squint, and just cuteness. Like Enji's, this is told in Keigo's POV, however this is pure tooth rotting fluff, unlike Enji's. No angst here! And you know the clattering sound a toucan makes? Its hard to explain, but I imagine (this is only one of many) Keigo's birdlike 'happy chitter' being similar in sound like 'clatter-er', but its much lower in volume and sounds deeper since it comes from his chest, almost sounding like a growl. Almost. <3

Is it just me or does his Japanese VA sound similar to the song?

~Masterlist~

he could spend forever next to you <3

His feathers puff up as he pumps blood into them, and they flutter as he cocoons himself in an attempt to keep warm from his perch on a high rooftop. Tonight was particularly chilly, and he disliked the cold. At least it was peaceful, for the time being.

But one feather was particularly warm tonight, thanks to you, like every other night since yours and his nth date, up to marriage and beyond. 'Hey, featherboy?' he could feel your vibrations, chuckling to himself. His little furnace. You were so damn sweet, he thought. You treated his feather like some family heirloom. He told you you didn't have to treat it so tenderly when you lost it one time-he'd told you they grow back.

But oh, did that backfire on his ass. You didn't let him hear the end of it for weeks, even if he did bring it back to you the same day you lost it. And never again did you lose it.

'I don't know if you're busy or not...' he sends you his own vibration in reply. He can feel your giggle. 'Okay, so you're not busy.'

You wanna know why?

It's because he made a point to keep it near you. It was his connection to you. Your connection to him. Colors bloom, he swears. Colors bloom in his chest at the thought-at the feeling.

He blinks lazily, feeling an off vibration elsewhere. He yawns, sending a few feathers to pick up a purse-snatcher, return the purse to its owner, and deliver the culprit to the slammer in one fell swoop.

'I found something out tonight.' he feels the smile in your voice. Your warmth. He procures his cellphone, adding yet another number to the list of apprehensions, this one another case of petty thievery. The precinct will wire through the needed details for the reports. 'I can't wait until you get home, so I'll come on out and say it.' he could feel your vibrations, picking up on another elsewhere. 'I'm pregnant.' Again, he sends out his feathers, this time to apprehend a would-be kidnapper on the streets, phone ready to add them into the list as his feathers return the crying child to their parents, delivering the next criminal to the local precinct. As soon as your vibrations register, he's coughing, some foreign yet familiar thing exploding in his chest. He adds the criminal to the list, his feathers making a speedy return as he saves the form, stepping off the rooftop. He sends in for his replacement patrol, speeding through the cold starry night sky to you.

You're pregnant. You're pregnant. You're pregnant.

The bird side of his brain was on pure cathartic overload. He needed to get back to you. To the nest. Instinct drove him. You and him-his sweet birdie-you were going to be parents. He knows its immature, but the things that raced through his mind, how the nursery would look, how many you would give him, girl or boy, how he'd be there to help you when you needed him, how he'd leave feathers for them to teeth on-racing up to their first time going to school, their first friend, and oh boy he knew they'd be a rebel like him, and he can't help but snicker. And oh, he'd set up a college fund for them now, before they were even born, but he knew he was going too fast. Take things slowly, he has to tell himself, only seconds away from the balcony, readying himself for a landing.

And with the thud of his boots, you open the balcony door on queue, stepping up to him for a hug. "I'm home, pumpkin." he says, flashing you a giddy grin, wrapping his arms and wings around you as you approach. You tiptoe to plant a brief kiss on his chin, the gesture eliciting a happy chatter from his chest. "Welcome home, baby." you say to him, giggling as he holds you closer.

[rarainks]

happy 2024 ! 🩷

[rarainks]

ohhghhh the voices 😵‍💫😵‍💫

[rarainks]

🦅

[rarainks]

vash but punk flavoured 🫶

[rarainks]

oh blr vash…,, *twirls hair*

[rarainks]

🐣

[rarainks]

late to the trend but idc, bunny hawks 🐰🐥#YearOfTheRabbit

[rarainks]

walkman 🎶

[rarainks]

hawks and toko on a casual outing and hawks has him wear a corny shirt. he is Not enthused lol

[rarainks]

Vash in the box 🎁🤭

[rarainks]

toko protecc 🥹 redraw