"Touch" | season 6 ! keigo takami x reader | WIP BLURB
Hiya! So I've noticed recently that I almost never post my writing on here, even though I write all the time. I'm just so easily distracted I almost never finish things, but I thought I'd start sharing what I do have so some of these little bits can see the light of day hehe :) here's a bit a wrote about how hawks' and the reader's dynamic might shift after his burn and after his personality changes a bit!
disclaimer: this blurb is unedited and unfinished. just wanted to share some WIPs! Enjoy!
Recently, Hawks— Keigo— had been touching you even more than normal.
You would say he’s finding excuses for physical contact, but there’s not even reasons most of the time.
It’d been about a week since you started riding around with him, Jeanist, and Endeavor. All Might, Deku, and some other pros were part of the efforts, too.
Being a civilian, you knew you brought them more risk than aide, but you weren’t totally useless. And now Hawks— now Keigo— insisted on you being by his side.
It’s not as if you and him had never touched before. In the year you’d known him and worked for him, the two of you had actually gotten really close. And when his name was revealed to the public, he asked you to start calling him that all the time.
No one else, just you. It was taking some getting used to.
It wasn’t long after that the touching started. The near constant physical contact.
A steady hand at your back seemed to be his favorite. But there were other motions too. Touching your arm, playing absently with the edge of your jacket, nudging his shoe with yours. Even just keeping you within arms length seemed to be a must.
Not that you didn’t like it. You definitely did. Each touch was so warm and protective, it made you lightheaded. And in these times… any comfort was a blessing.
You figured that’s why he’d been doing it. Just basic coping, nothing more. You understood. Before all this mess, before he’d been burned, you had always been the first to offer hugs and reassurances. You’d even held hands once or twice. Platonically, of course. But nothing like this.
It wasn’t just the physical nature of your relationship changing, either.
He had this air about him when you were near. It simmered when he talked to you, when he touched you or looked in your eyes. An almost… protectiveness. Possessive.
It was the same with his name. He hadn’t asked a single other person to call him Keigo, and no one did. Except you. And he was adamant about it.
You were flattered, and happy to do this for him. But you were a bit embarrassed to admit that you’d been struggling to adjust. You kept using his hero name by mistake. At first he’d just corrected you with an unreadable expression, then started to tease you about it, but now he’d resorted to waiting until you got it right to respond at all. Even though he’d hadn’t been as outwardly playful since he’d been burned, you knew he wasn’t actually mad at you or anything. Another change you understood. He was being more authentic to who he was. More reserved and quiet and thinking. Again, an adjustment to be sure, but you were happy.
You didn’t mind this slightly new dynamic. In fact, you were hopelessly in danger of falling even more in love with him than you already were, the poor man.
You swore that if he slid his palm over the expanse of your back one more time, tenderly whispered your name like that, gave you instructions with a warm, grounding touch… you were going to lose it and confess on the spot.
You stumbled when one of the incapacitated villains stuck their foot out to trip you as you walked past. You glared at him. Tied, gagged, beat up, and still trying to cause shit.
You kicked at his foot.
“Come stand over here,” called Hawks’— fuck, Keigo’s— still slightly raspy voice.
You gave the villain one more stink eye, and came to stand next to where Keigo was leaning against the car. His hand went to your back immediately. Warm even through his glove and your sweater.
It truly concerned you how normal that was starting to feel. How disarming.
He gently rubbed your back with his thumb, his palm flat against your spine, waiting silently for Jeanist and Endeavor to come back with instructions for the goons.
The feeling of his hand… strong and grounding like an anchor… your eyes slid closed after only a few moments.
Like you said, lately comfort was desperately needed and hard to come by. You kept your back straight, clutching your bag to your chest, savoring the feeling of your best friend. There to keep you safe.
When your eyes opened, they slid over to him on instinct. He was watching you.
You cheeks flared but you kept his gaze. He wasn’t… anything really. Not happy or upset or surprised. He just looked back at you, his hand still against you.
God you swore… sometimes you were so ridiculously close to just grabbing him by the stupid jacket and kissing him senseless. Just to feel it, to feel him, to see what he would do. To see if it would really ruin your life like you told yourself it would.
This somewhat new side of him was intriguing to say the least. Not afraid of silence, of a blank expression, of showing he was thinking. Before his burn and the collapse of society, his training kept his expression in a claustrophobic range of cock-sure grin to open laughter. The only exception was when he was squaring off against villains, or simply too tired to mask himself properly. The later was still rare, however. He only ever willingly stopped presenting when the two of you were alone, and you were proud to say you’d gotten very good at seeing beneath it all.
But things were different now. He didn’t bother to hide. As his friend, it was a breath of fresh air, and it was nice to see no one else seemed to mind either. He still laughed and smiled and made stupid quips. But he didn’t bother to be someone he wasn't.
But he’d been changing too, inside. Everyone had. Less hero and more man. Maybe that’s why he’d asked you to start using his name.
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SKETCH $10 - COLORED $20 - RENDERED $30
Hi everyone! Unfortunately times have gotten very tough the last few weeks, I'm in the process of moving right now and things will be better once that's done but resources are running very thin until we can get there ;v; I'll explain in more detail under the cut for anyone who wants to know or is curious, but I'm not here to trauma dump or guilt trip or anything 💞 I also want to say that I know times are incredibly tough on everyone right now, so if you can't support, please don't feel bad! 💞
I'm gonna keep it super cut and dry so no matter what you want, if it's a sketch it's $10 total, if you'd like it colored it's $20 total, and if you'd like it rendered it's $30 total. Can be fanart, OC, self insert, anything you want! If you want an extra character we'll just take the base price and multiply it by the number of characters :) prices are negotiable, especially if doing multiple characters!! And if you want to support but can't afford $10, just let me know! Any little bit helps, I'd love to do a little doodle for you or something like that :)
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So yeah to kind of explain what's going on, I moved out of my parents place two years ago, and recently we realized that we just can't afford it anymore, so we're moving back in :) we're actually very excited about it, I have a wonderful relationship with my family and it'll be a great opportunity to save money and set up our futures a little bit!
The problem came up when my dog got sick. She's a nine year old pitbull mix, we've had her for five years now. She is the absolute sweetest girl in the whole world, and we found out this last month that she has heart failure. I won't keep you on the edge of your seat, she is doing much much better now. But it took lots of expensive tests, medications, and even an emergency vet visit at 2am to get her back to this point. You can probably imagine that considering we were already running out of money to the point that we have to move back home, these unexpected expenses have completely crippled us financially. We're very lucky that she's doing better, since there were a lot of treatments she would've benefited from that we just couldn't afford.
Now, all we need to do it make it through the next five weeks paying rent and utilities and groceries and stuff-- and we'll be pretty much home free, including being able to afford more treatments for her. So yeah! Commissions will hopefully help us across that finish line. Thanks again for reading :)
ps, this is my dog. her name is Asia :)))
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I wanna mention, there's this softness that Will has in WMLW, especially in the second half of the video. You are legitimately the only artist I've seen who's been able to capture that EXACT soft, kind-eyed look he has in WMLW. It's something I've looked for for a long time in general Will art, and man, you just nail it! Great work :DD
thank you so much ;;v;; I don’t know if maybe that’s because I was super late to the wilford party haha, I haven’t had a chance to really see other people’s interpretations of him and I haven’t watched most of the earlier content (Who Killed is I think the earliest), but Mark’s performance especially in WMLW implied such a depth to him that my brain just started to fill in the gaps and now I’m infatuated— that softness is definitely my favorite part about him :)
I’m curious about exploring his more violent tendencies but I think that has to go hand-in-hand with his very disconnected (and traumatized??) side and that makes me sad :,))
In a way I sort of see him as an eldritch being meets stray cat 💞
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Holy fuck your Wilford art and Markiplier art in general is so gorgeous and soft I adore it, I just started scrolling through it all and I'm enamored by your artstyle and how you draw everyone.
I slammed that follow button, thank you for making art!
Aaaah thank you so so much 🥰🥰 I was hesitant to start posting my art for the mark egos since I normally post more mainstream stuff like My Hero Academia and that sort of thing. But Mark is just such a huge inspiration to me, In Space especially. And everyone in the community has been so so loving towards my ego art and it just makes me smile every time I see a notification come in ☺️ the community Mark has spawned is one of the best I've seen and it feels so great to contribute and give back in the little ways that I can!! Again, thanks a lot to everyone for the kind words, it really does mean the world! 💞
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