#the hawk squawks

[withthebigbendyhorns]

ok FINE. i enjoyed loki season 2. or at least the last 2 episodes. if you're interested in my other thoughts you can see them under the cut

there are a lot of thing i like about season 2 but i've gotta be honest before i go any further: i have largely moved on from my mcu hyperfixation. marvel and disney are shit and if news came that they're shutting everything down tomorrow i would be delighted. i'm really only still here for loki and tony. i love the art i love the fic but i'm not interested whatsoever in participating with the larger fandom or what have you. also, don't take me seriously. i am a picky bitch. just some guy on the internet. if you loved everything about this show don't let me take that away from you. i love you

i don't think the show overall is good at developing it's characters, which can be for any number of reasons. something i've noticed from more recent disney/marvel stuff: they are good at finding people who can write powerful endings/3rd acts. but until it gets there i just feel like i'm being strung along and shown things that are happening but not how they all fit together. like little bits and pieces of itself, as opposed to a complete picture. at times it feels rushed and unfinished, which with disney's track record makes a lot of sense.

i have grown to hate the little mcu-isms where someone says a joke or does a thing and then there's a small pause where it's like the screen is telling you "please clap". it used to be when they did this what happened made sense, now it just feels like something for them to throw jibberish onto and hope it sticks. not every time but when it falls flat it really irks me.

that green bastard twink should've kissed that old man.

now let's get to what i do like. i love that loki isn't nerfed anymore!! every time he got to do magic shit i was poggin. he was so slay

i LOVE ouroboros. i love him and victor they are so cute them a thousand times over. at any given moment i am giving ouroboros little kisses and pats on the head

i love jet ski mobius!!!!!! YES!!!! and he's a single dad???? his name is DON????? god he's so perfect. i love the character development, how they show that he wants to know about his real life as much as anybody but that he's afraid of what he'll see. i love the end scene where mobius says he just wants to sit and let time pass. he likes key lime pies and hot chocolate EVEN when everything is exploding and GOOD FOR HIM!!!!

personally, i feel like loki would've changed his outfit as soon as he got his magic back. but godDAMN if it wasn't satisfying when he does it at the end. i did like where each character ended up at. i loved that the throne loki has been after this whole time is one he has to earn, and that it's different than one he expected, it's one that holds much more weight. i love that

i love the themes about hope and nuturing. any media that goes for saying something about trying even when it seems stupid and useless in this media landscape gets a big hug from me.

and i LOVE that loki and mobius repeatedly choose each other over and over. mobius is the first person loki goes to for guidance after he figures it all out, among other little moments i forgor bc yayyy adhd. when i rewatch i'll update this if i remember hehe

[riis-reborn]

Life could be a dream

[afterhourswjay]

Hey, I've been struggling with my depression lately, and I was wondering if you'd be willing to do something for Hawks, Mirio, and Aizawa (seperate) comforting someone with depression? Thanks🥺

You and me both, bestie/lh I gotchu a pick-me-up dw!! (at least, I hope it is), and I hope you start feeling better soon 😊😃💗

Dried tears, and gentle waves

The reader is struggling with their depression. How does their boyfriend help them out?

characters: hawks, mirio, aizawa my requests are open. i'm also open to chatting, if you don't feel comfortable sending in a request :3 warnings: slight angst but this is going to be mostly fluff

Hawks || Keigo Takami

no matter how good you are at masking the symptoms of your depression, kei will always know when your struggling

usually he'll wait for you to talk to him, and support you to the best of his ability until you do

sometimes, tho, he'll gently probe you for answers. generally a quiet 'how're you doing, songbird?' or 'do you want to talk about it, chickadee??'

if/when you don't feel like chatting, or if your in non-verbal mode, he won't try to force you to talk. instead he'll do things according to your love language to show you how much he cares, and how much you mean to him

he'll 100% chat to you tho. he'll ask you if you want a hug and, if you nod that its ok to touch you, he'll wrap you up in his arms and wings. he'll ask if he can give you a smooch and, again if you nod that he can, he'll leave a big one on your forehead nows not the time for being intimate

he'll then gather up your favorite snacks, using some of his feathers to take them to the couch. meanwhile, he makes sure your in comfy clothes, and then burritos you up, carrying you to the couch before plunking the two of you down and starting up your favorite shows and movies

if/when your ready to talk, he's all ears. he's engrossed in your conversation, providing the perfect mix of hummed and verbal responses that slowly helps relax you

he doesn't judge you for any of your negative emotions. the last thing he'd ever want to do is make you feel like you can't come to him when your not ok

if you tell him you've been struggling with thoughts of hurting yourself, he'll work with you to try to find not only solutions but to also help you with implementing preventative measures against it too

Mirio Togata

the first thing you did when you and mirio started dating was to make sure that the two of you were 110% on the same page

that meant that you both had to open up about stuff that was kinda uncomfortable to talk about

and one of those things that you told him about was that you struggled all your life with depression

once you told him the general pattern of how your depression goes, the two of you both brainstormed ideas on how to best help you out

what you two came up with was: when mirio first notices you in an episode of depression (generally on the tail end of it), he'll ask you questions that are easily answered via nods and shakes of your head - so no questions along the lines of 'how was your day?'

usually to help you out, mirio will guide you to his dorm (after the school day, of course) where the two of you will cuddle together on his bed

you usually will take a little nap with mirio finishing up some school work and making sure his bag is all ready for the next day

then he'll gently wake you up, get you some food - usually consisting of your favorite fruits and veggies along with a small bag of chips, and then he'll make a nest of blankets on his bed where you two can cuddle back up and watch a couple of shows before curfew

once curfew is close to closing in, he'll walk you back to your dorm, where he'll make sure you have everything ready for the next day for school, and will also make sure your all set for the night

with that he'll give you a good night kiss with your permission, and then you'll part with a promise to hang out the next day

Shota Aizawa

sho is very perceptive

you can't really hide anything from him, even if you really wanted to

he's quick to ask you whats up

if you decide telling him is best, then he'll help you to the best of his ability. he is a hero after all

if you simply want him to just exist in the moment with you, then he'll do that

he'll try his best to cook your favorite meal for you, but he's not the greatest cook

if your simply feeling like eating some of your favorite take away food, then he'll gladly order some of all your favorites

while the two of you are eating, he'll ask you whats going on

he won't allow you to make any self deprecating remarks

he'll gently, but firmly let you know that he loves you and that your a very strong and capable person

that while it sucks that you've had to go through so much, you've grown so much and that because of that he has full confidence in your ability to also get through this little rough patch

besides, he's here if you ever need any help

and the 3 cats love you unconditionally and don't like it when your sad

somehow they always know when you and sho aren't feeling well, be it physically or mentally. as such, their all over you

the second you lay down on the bed in you and sho's shared room, there's one laying in your lap, on your chest right up against your chin and one on your stomach

all three are purring like little noise generators

sho makes sure your all comfy with a blanket over your body two of the cats like being under the blankets

[hawnks]

dash in its hawks era again 🙏

[bigpimpingwhore]

The reason tops write so well for bottoms is because they are just thinking of what they would to you and how they would want you to feel in that situation.

[thee-radio-host-is-a-kookaburra]

why are ethan hawke and jamie campbell bower literally the same person in terms of their characters in horror films

[moira-mains-go-to-hell]

Hey y’all! I just wanted to say I’m working on your requests, but they may take a bit, I currently have the Flu! Thanks for understanding!

[stiinkbuug]

to my friends: if u thought my mcr posting was bad literally anywhere else get ready for the fob posting

[worms-for-brains]

Okay but Hybrid 141 au except instead of them being all scary, tough and macho, even though they look like they’d be, they’re really freaking goofy sometimes. Like it’s hilarious actually how bear Price scratches his butt on stuff sometimes, or how hawk Gaz squawks when he’s surprised. Or when boar Soap runs his face and nose into stuff and gets dust stuck up his nostrils and jaguar Ghost rolls onto his back and paws at the air like a pathetic housecat. Like cmon.

[withthebigbendyhorns]

aw geez.

[riis-reborn]

Happy 10th birthday Destiny the game!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[fanaticsnail]

Hello Snail! Hope you’re doing well 🫶 I’ve been a fan of your writing for awhile, and had a little au idea pop into my head that I thought you would enjoy :)

Shapeshifter!Mihawk who wants to get closer to Reader, yet can see that they are intimidated by him. One day, while flying about the island to keep an eye on things, Mihawk is injured in bird form and crashes into a bush. Reader witnesses this and goes to rescue the “poor birdie,” not realizing this hawk is really Lord Dracule himself.

Shenanigans ensue, including:

- attempting to feed him seeds or worms

- miHawk bringing flowers to the windowsill or little trinkets and jewelry he “finds” (he’s sweating in the treasury to find something you would like)

- helping preen his feathers

- ranting to your new bird friend about the scary, attractive warlord who seems to just stare from a distance (Mihawk sees this as a green light to court you)

- “wow those eyes are SO familiar..”

- protective bird following you around/on your shoulder (he pecked someone who was flirting with you)

Keep taking care of yourself! And have a lovely rest of your day ✨

- bird brained anon 🪶

Oh my gosh, I need this. I need this so bad. I can see him being such a beautiful little raven or obviously a hawk. First thought: Diaval from Maleficent. But it's Mihawk, and he can switch at will.

Allow me the courtesy to write you an epilogue to your thoughts, I have been thinking about this for about 20 minutes and I needed to get it out. I'm not sure of the word count, it's just a little thing. Also, forgive the dodgy Photoshop. Raven was a stock photo edited on the Polish app on my phone and superimposed in front of Yoru from OPLA and I added some flowers to it.

Pretty Bird

Masterlist Here

Themes: fairytale creature au, avarial!Mihawk x reader, shapeshifter!Mihawk x reader. Part 2 here.

Little thought: If he's injured in his bird-like form, what if he can't switch back for a while? What if he's forced to remain nestled in the roofing of your country cottage until you manage to hear his hiss-like, pained squawks.

The bird is angry. He doesn't want to accept aid, but at the offer of a small piece of stewed meats, and drink by the warmth of your kitchen fire, who was he go resist such comfort? You name him: "pretty bird," and coo affectionately as you look over his feathers and insure there is no ache in his broken, hollowed bones.

Is he frightened? If he is, he surely cannot say. He is just a bird, after all. You bring him offerings of a wooden crate used to carry your homemade vintage of brandy-wine you produced from your country garden, and he accepts it immediately as his personal resting nook.

When your back is turned while you're washing up, you could've sworn you witnessed him dip his onyx beak into the goblet of brandy on your countertop. There was something in the way his golden eyes rolled in his head at the flavor that almost seemed human. You offer him a small thimbleful of the brandy, and he seems to bob his head and shake his tail in gratitude.

You hum to him, and he echoes the tune in a pleasant, deep warble back at you, coaxing a giggle from your throat. You offer him chin scratches as a reward for allowing you to check over his wounds, and his entire body leans into the gentle touch.

As his wounds seem to heal, you're almost remorseful at the prospect of never seeing this beautiful bird again. Such creatures are not meant for captivity, and you ensure to tell him as such as you unwind his bandage and remove his splint.

The last night you spend in the company of your pretty bird, you offer him an anecdote of your childhood: wandering the halls in the the high keep gallery on Kuraigana mountain when the former lord reigned. You longed to return, but you were not certain of the new lord's temperament.

You were unsure of what happened since the old man's natural passing, just as you were unsure of the Draculean man who now ruled thereafter. Was he kind and courteous as the ruler before him, or was he simply a man who now reigned where a kind man once homed: you were certainly too shy to ever approach him to ask.

All you could do is enjoy the splendor of your cottage, trading in handmade crafts with the former staff of high keep Kuraigana when the new lord retired them. They were elderly, and you were grateful of the Draculean man's kindness.

As you slipped into peaceful slumber by your open fire beside the crate, enjoying the warmth while laying on your sheepskin tapestry, the soft bob of talons was barely audible beside your slumbering body. Cloudy vapors of scentless, black smoke shrouded the bird's form and in its place was a creature native to the land, an angelic figure from the fables of old.

The winged man crouched beside you, cocking his head inquisitively to the side as he studied your features in his natural form. His amber eyes held curiosity and gratitude in its honey-like hue as he whispered gently beneath his breath a soft repetition of your name. Now that his tongue could claim your title, he was going to praise your kindness by rolling it over his palate at every moment he spent thinking of you.

"I will not forget your eagerness to aid me when my body was broken," he gently hovered his human like hands over your face, his taloned claws desiring to give you a gentle caress, but his thoughts of your comfort and consent to his touch pulls his urges from his mind. "I was just a bird to you, and you homed and treated me with not a semblance of payment in return."

The soft shudder of his onyx wings was silent, as if testing to see if they had healed before he slowly crept from your door and flew back to his castle in the dark of the night.

When you awoke, you heard a soft rap at your door and a slot of a letter beneath the iron frame of your letter slip. You first gazed to the brandy-wine crate, sighing off your soft sorrow at your pretty bird slipping away without saying goodbye.

Rising to your feet before stooping to collect the letter from the floor, you notice the wax seal was embroidered with the stamped letter "D" on its back. You cocked your head inquisitively to the side before using your blades letter opener to coax the waxy shell from the page. The letter was curt and brief, but the lettering was careful and almost loving.

"I would formally desire to extend an invitation to the premier reopening of the Kuraigana Gallery, by the bequest of Lord Dracule."

And who were you to refuse such an invitation from your new lord, regardless to how intimidating you found his reclusive nature? Donning your best formal garb, you make the lengthy trek towards the high keep with your nerves depicted by your heart jumping to your throat, and the swell of your tongue feeling heavy behind your teeth.

As you wander to the gray slate steps, you are blissfully ignorant of the amber gaze of your pretty bird watching over your every move with a soft curiosity in his eyes and a smile on his beak. He was so excited you accepted his invitation, and he was looking forward to showcasing his home and offering you sanctuary within his walls, just as you did to him when he was but a humble raven.

He was smitten, and he could hardly believe he had fallen prey to expressing adoration of a mortal being as yourself. One thing he was certain of was the fact he was to begin his romantic pursuit of you immediately, intensely and passionately. He could only hope you would not shy away from his winged form, and instead receive his affections with your heart and mind open to it.

[hawnks]

There really is some class warfare going down unspoken in BNHA…

[bigpimpingwhore]

Seeing old moots get exponentially hornier in their main posts is so fun, like, “yes bitch, slut out.”

[zorosdimples]

mdni. reader has a vagina. i love big noses.

it’s the sort of thing you don’t notice until someone points it out—then it becomes all you can see. higuruma hiromi remembers the exact comment (the first of countless) from when he was a little boy, running around on the playground.

“how come your nose looks like that?” one of his playmates asked, scrunching up a cute, button nose in what hiromi later recognized as disgust.

“like what?” hiromi asked, touching his nose. it didn’t hurt; nothing was broken; it wasn’t bleeding. so what was wrong?

“it looks like a bird’s beak!” the child squealed, making a squawking noise to emphasize their point.

that was the day hiromi became self-conscious of his nose. the remark spread around the playground, and made its way onto the school bus, and into the classroom. he couldn’t escape it, not even in high school. “hawk” was his nickname; he loathed it, but nothing he said helped.

hiromi never cried—boys don’t cry—but he may have shed a tear or two in frustration in the bathroom when he stared at his reflection, picking himself apart. he vowed that one day, when he became a lawyer and earned enough money, he would get a rhinoplasty and be done with his beak.

when you meet hiromi, he’s a powerful lawyer. you discover his secret in the form of a stack of plastic surgery brochures when you visit his unkempt apartment after you’ve been dating for a few months. he’s shocked when you grab him by the face, running your soft fingertips down his aquiline nose, from the strong slope between his brows to the sharp tip that shades his lips.

“your nose is sexy, hiro,” you breathe, smoothing your palms to rest on his shoulders. “it suits you.”

hiromi doesn’t fully grasp what you mean until later, when you settle your knees on either side of his head, lowering yourself so that your pussy kisses his face. he starts slowly: he’s tentative in his licks to your folds, occasionally sucking, mouthing up to your clit, getting a feel for what you respond to.

when he tongues at your entrance, moving his face so that his nose smears through your juices and rubs against your clit, hiromi gets exactly the reaction he’s looking for. he uses his nose more: he nuzzles through your wetness and grinds right where you want him—where you need him, if your moans are anything to go by. your soul-shattering orgasm makes him realize something.

maybe his nose is sexy. regardless, hiromi throws the rhinoplasty pamphlets away the next day.

[moira-mains-go-to-hell]

you inspire me ima start writing fanfics think ill keep them private for now but i just gotta tell somone!

ur great btw

Well I’m happy hun! I hope they come out to your liking and when you start let me know, I’ll be sure to check you out!