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reverie-starlight · 2 days
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jk I watched one of my favourite keigo edits on insta and I got inspired. happy birthday 2 me 🫶🏻 (the main fic I was working on is still coming, but idk when exactly 🥹)
fem!reader, no physical descriptions. pure birthday fluff with tiny little minuscule amounts of angst sprinkled in bc. well. it’s a birthday. I’m sick for my 20th, so reader is too 😔
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you wake up to the sound of squeaky bedroom door hinges and a quiet but still enthusiastic rendition of happy birthday.
barely awake but just alert enough to realize what’s going on, you smile and turn over on your side to face keigo. he walks in slowly with a large bag around his wrist and a cupcake with slightly squished frosting in his palms.
he sits on his designated side of the bed (the one closer to the door since he insists on being your hero at all hours of the day) and waits for you to sit up against the headboard before sticking a candle into the dessert and lighting it for you.
“make a wish, baby,” he says. with how dark the room still is in the early morning, his face is lit up from the soft glow of the flame. warmth settles in your stomach as you watch the flickering reflection in his eyes and you can only think of one thing worth wishing for.
please let this last forever. don’t let me mess it up.
you blow out the candle and he cheers, moving to sit right next to you against the headboard. you lean your head on his shoulder and he happily feeds you pieces of cupcake, feathers working overtime trying to catch all of the crumbs before they reach the bed.
when you finish chewing a piece, he says, “how are you feeling?”
you shrug. “okay today, I think. better than yesterday, for sure- I feel like I can breathe again.”
you don’t miss how he winces at your voice, definitely less congested than the last few days, but sounding even more rough from lack of use overnight. you try to clear your throat, but it turns into a coughing fit. “drink some water, angel, don’t strain yourself.”
the stream of water soothes the itch and you sigh in relief. keigo, not phased one bit by your sickness, kisses your cheek, your nose, and then your lips. “I’m sorry you’re sick on your birthday, sweet girl.”
you shrug and try to play off how his nicknames are affecting you so early in the morning. “it’s okay, keigo, it could be a lot worse. a cold on my birthday isn’t the end of the world.”
his eyes soften. “yeah, but I know you were feeling more hopeful about things this year… it’s not often you get like that about your birthday, so I just wish the universe was on the same wavelength as us about that.”
you look down at your lap and pick at a loose string on the comforter. he must see your lips wobbling, because he slings an arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer.
it’s quiet for a second, but soon enough you’re sniffling in his arms and he knows it’s not your cold acting up.
“it’s okay, sweetheart, let it out.”
he understands birthdays are hard for you. he’s never pried into it, but he has his suspicions.
he could push, but he knows that your issues with your own birthday are far too deep-rooted to unpack in one morning before work. he’ll save it for a later date. right now all he wants is to see you smile again, so he’ll have to distract you from your thoughts.
“baby, you deserve the whole world. you know that, right?”
you shake your head. “I don’t, though. I don’t do anything deserving of what I’ve gotten so far… I don’t work hard enough, I don’t always make the best decisions for myself, I guess I’m a good person, but I could do so much better… I’m just so average. I barely even deserve-“
you end your rant with a half-hearted gesture in no particular direction, but he gets the idea and he frowns in concern.
“me? you don’t think you deserve…me?”
guilt keeps you from meeting his gaze again and he sighs.
his angel, his baby, the love of his life. the one. he just wants to take it all away.
you take things to heart too easily sometimes, so this moment might just be things you’ve let bubble up more recently… but his instinct and familiarity both tell him that these aren’t new feelings.
“sweet girl, I think it’s the other way around. I don’t think I’m very deserving of someone as incredible as you.”
you blink and finally meet his eyes again. “but…”
he doesn’t let you continue. “I would give you anything you asked for just for existing, baby. you don’t have to do a damn thing for my love.”
reaching over to grab the bag he had around his wrist earlier, he presents it to you with a wide grin and an excited glint in his eyes. “but I’ll start with this.”
you take the bag and pull out what looks like a scrapbook. the cover is decorated with foam stickers that spell out both of your names and badly cut paper hearts that look to be taken from sparkly card-stock. the book itself is made from faux-leather in your favourite colour.
your eyes travel up from the photo album to keigo, curiously. he’s happy to see a small smile forming on your face and he wipes away the last of your tears with a feather. “keigo, did you-“
he chuckles a little nervously. “I know it’s not the best work you’ve ever seen, but I wanted to make something by hand for you. I, um, I’ve never really done arts and crafts before.”
he recognizes the sound that comes out of your mouth to be the same one you make when you see a stray animal. he’s not sure if that’s a good thing or not, but the smile on your face as you examine each page (twenty pages total, all hand decorated with printed pictures of you both documenting significant moments over the course of your relationship) makes him think the latter.
“I have other gifts for you, of course, but I know you’ve been talking about having a physical photo album instead of a digital one for a while now, so I thought I’d try it. If you don’t like it, that’s totally okay we can-“
you cut him off by throwing your arms around his neck and kissing him. “keigo, shut up, this is the sweetest gift I’ve ever received. there are songs associated with every picture. you’re literally so cute, where did you even get the idea for that?”
he laughs against your lips when you say that and shakes his head. “you’re joking, right? you always have a song for every occasion, how could I pass up on the opportunity?”
you press your lips against his again and he melts into it, relived that you like his first (of many) gift.
he watches you flip through it a couple more times with a smile before taking it and placing it on the nightstand. “alright, birthday girl, you can go back to sleep if you’d like.”
“you’re going to work?” you try to keep the disappointment out of your voice, but he hears it anyway and he’s so happy he planned for this.
“nope! I’m all yours today. I booked it off months ago, I just want you to rest up a bit more. you’re still sick, remember?”
he snickers when your hopeful smile drops at the mention of your cold. “ugh don’t remind me. but if I’m going back to sleep, you’re coming with me. you don’t have an excuse anymore and it’s my birthday, so I have some sway.”
“you always have sway, baby,” he says while getting under the covers with you.
“yeah, but I’m extra convincing today,” you argue, and he knows if he doesn’t curb the conversation right now, you’ll never fall back asleep.
“alright, alright, come here. just rest,” he tugs you down to lay on his chest and reaches under your shirt to caress your back.
“hey keigo?” you ask after a minute, voice once again riddled with sleep.
“mhm?”
“when you eventually get sick and I have to take care of you, can we add to the scrapbook some more?”
it’s a given that you would continue it together, but he doesn’t say that because he knows you’re too tired for the realization to hit you yet. so instead he presses a kiss to the top of your head. “of course, angel. that sounds great.”
you’re lulled to sleep a few minutes later to the sound of his voice whispering the sweetest of sweet nothings.
“happy birthday, baby.”
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okay this is unedited bc it’s not even 7 am while I’m typing this and I don’t have time later to change anything, so I’M SORRY 😭
the other bday fic is coming I swear 🥹
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thehusbandoden · 16 hours
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MHA Men When You're Sick - Bakugo Katsuki, Todoroki Shoto, and Hawks (separately ofc)
A/n: I've had a pounding head and a sore throat since yesterday lol, so here's a little comfort thing.
General info:
Genre: comfort&fluff \\ wc: 755 \\ female reader \\ posted: 03/27/24
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Bakugo Katsuki (313 words)
“You need to take this, brat. It will help you.”  
You whine childishly, burying your flushed face in Bakugo’s neck. You’ve had a high fever for days. You were too stubborn to tell Bakugo, not wanting to add anything to his heavy workload. He figured out what was happening the third day in and has kept you on bed rest ever since.  
You were currently fully on top of him, curled into his chest, face buried in his neck. The thought of taking medicine filled you with dread, all you wanted was your hubby’s cuddles.
“Baby, you need to take this.” Bakugo let out a long sigh, doing his best to be patient. His attempts were in vain, your whining pushing him to the edge. He gently pushes you off of him, standing up. You let out a whimper from the lack of the comforting contact, looking up at your partner of two years.  
You give him a pout, trying to guilt him to get back in bed. He sighs, measuring out the appropriate medicine. “I’ll come back for cuddles once you take this, okay?”  
You huff, crossing your arms. You do your very best to stay stubborn, but you grew more and more desperate to get your pillow husband back. You reluctantly open your mouth, allowing the pro hero to spoon feed you your medicine. He watches you strictly, making sure you take every last drop.  
Once you do, he relaxes, putting the spoon and bottle down before crawling back into bed. You don’t waste a second, crawling onto him with a giggle. You rub your cheek up against his collarbone and chest, melting into your beloved hubby.  
Bakugo let out a dramatic sigh, trying to keep up his tsundere act. He stroked your hair fondly, even as he acted like he didn’t find you cute- which he does, but he won’t ever admit it.  
(Bakugo's masterlist)
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Shoto (303 words)
(He looks so sweet when he smiles T^T)
The sweet sound of happy squeals and giggles arouses you from your slumber. You groan softly, opening your eyes to see your two-year-old twins crawling on top of you and your husband. You grimace as your head pounds.  
You run a hand through the older twin’s hair before shaking Shoto gently. “Baby?” You whisper, he blinks his eyes open, smiling at the sight of you.  
“Yes darling?” He whispers, his hand finding yours.  
“I really don’t feel well this morning...” Shoto frowns, sitting up to kiss your forehead tenderly. He caresses your hair for a few moments before turning to the twins, his eyes lighting up at the sight of your happy babies.  
“Why don’t you rest? I can watch the twins before I go to work? How bad is it, I can call in if I need to.”  
You groan, not wanting to burden the man you adored. He worked hard enough already; he didn’t need yet another thing on his shoulders.  
Before you can protest, Shoto shoots you a look, silently telling you to just relax for once. Shoto knows better than anyone that you work as hard as he does, though you never take credit for it.  
“I-I really need you here today.” You mumble, looking down in embarrassment. You felt foolish for burdening your husband.  
“I’ll call in. Let me get these rascals into the living room and I’ll come check up on you again, okay?” He smiles softly at you, kissing your forehead, the tip of your nose, and finally your lips. You try to pull away, grimacing.  
“You’ll get sick.” You pout.  
“And?” He smiles softly, pecking your lips twice before standing up, chasing the twins out of the room, their cackles of joy making your head pound and your heart to swell with pride and joy.  
(Sho's masterlist)
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Hawks (149 words)
“Babybird!” Hawks screams dramatically, diving full-force into the glass door on your balcony. You frown, quickly opening the door to help him up.  
“You said you weren’t feeling good?!” Hawks asked, obviously panicking. He didn’t blink an eye to the pain he had just inflicted on himself.  
“I just have a headache baby, it’s not that big of a deal.” You sigh fondly. Hawks takes you in his arms, kissing your forehead and temples.  
“Nothing a little cuddling can’t fix...” he grins, pecking your lips and nose before carrying you bridal style towards the couch.  
You can’t help but giggle, enjoying the pampering you’re getting. “You’re a goof, my love.” You smile, stroking his jaw.  
“I’m your goof.” He smirks, kissing your cheeks and nose. 
“That you are, and you always will be.” You grin, leaning up to press a loving kiss to his lips, which he happily reciprocates.  
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emmyrosee · 5 months
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In the morning, Keigo stretches his body; and it’s ethereal.
The way the Sun peers in through the sheer curtains keeps you in a slight between sleep and cognitive function, eyes hazy and bleary as he slowly gets up from his side of the bed, grunting softly.
It’s warm, it’s so quiet. You blink a few times to watch him go about his morning, and it starts with his wings quickly splaying out, the full spanse of them taking up an underestimated amount of space in the room. They glimmer in the peering sunlight, and you smile softly as they slowly curl back towards him.
His fingers cross over each other before they pull his arms taught above his head, shifting them to the right, then the left, which pops louder than the other side due to more than a few injuries to his left side. His muscles shadow and dance in the light soaking in through the window. He whines softly as he then bends at the waist, wings fluffing back out as he stretches his knees, as if moving out of the way.
Clearly, he must notice you, as one of his pristine feathers immediately darts from the pack and over to you, and before you can reel your foot back in, the plumes swipe over it, making you giggle sleepily and yank it under the covers.
“You liking the show, creep?” he teases, chucking, the feather now shifting to gently nuzzle your cheek, as he does so often.
You nod, “you’re just so pretty, Keigo.”
“Im aware.”
“No, like, really pretty,” you assure, and he sighs before turning around to face you. His hair is stuck up in random places, his eyes sleepy and still heavy from the act of waking up. There’s lines from blankets that imprint his skin, and his feathers fluff out slightly to buff out the flattened areas.
He bends at the waist to be face to face with you, leaning slightly to plant a small kiss to your nose, and you mewl happily at the feeling.
He takes an inhale through his nose, “I’m not half as pretty as you are, babe.” He gently cups your cheek with a warm hand, “trust me. I watch you almost as much as you watch me.”
“Bull,” you tease. “I’m always watching you. You never even look at me.”
He frowns at you dramatically, and before you can assure him you’re teasing, more feathers dart from behind him to yank the blankets off of you, the chill of morning dew making you whine in agony. “Keigo!”
“You’re pretty when you’re mad, too, doll.”
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crimsonredfeathers · 2 months
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Imagine Hawks blocking your way as you're about to leave the small kitchen in his agency with a cup of coffee in your hand. Leaning against the doorframe, he doesn't even bother to let you walk past him. "Hey, dove," the hero chuckles and reaches for your soft love handles, pulling you closer. "Careful," you warn him in a playful tone, balancing the cup in your hand to prevent its content from spilling. Hawks leans in, one gloved hand cupping your cheek, the other one tracing your curvy hip. "Hawks, please," you snicker, "you know that I'm a happily married woman." You hold up your hand and wiggle your fingers, the wedding band on your ring finger sparkling in the artificial light of the office. You wink as you gently push his arms out of the way, slipping past him to walk over to your desk. Hawks sighs, a soft smile on his lips when his eyes follow every single movement you make. "Your husband has to be the luckiest guy on the planet," he says, being the one you are married to.
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earthtooz · 1 year
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just a quick hawks idea that came to me <3 it's awkward lol but gn and pro-hero!reader
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you might need to put your agency on lockdown.
admittedly, a hero agency going into lockdown was incredibly hypocritical, but when the threat was the number two hero himself, hawks, you can’t take any risks. everything must be secured so he cannot step even one foot into the premise or you’ll call emergency out of desperation and exasperation.
of course in the case of an actual lockdown, you would be expected to be there on the front lines which means you’d be the one responsible for being face-to-face with the problem. and if hawks flashed that charming smile at you or laughed that boyish laugh of his, you’d be surrendering. easy defeat.
but, the moment you’ve been dreading all day comes a little sooner than you expected, when three knocks on your door abruptly capture your attention and in comes one of your assistants. 
“ah, l/n? hawks is here and wants to see you,” she says, sounding a little overwhelmed. hawks can be intimidating when he doesn’t mean to be after all and well, you too were dreading meeting him for completely different meetings.
“don’t send him in,” you blurt, causing your assistant to widen her eyes in shock. you know she has the urge to ask why but quickly nods in affirmation before disappearing behind the office door once more. 
crisis averted. or so you thought as a sturdy, red feather begins dancing on your desk, one that you knew wasn’t there before.
it must’ve slipped in alongside your assistant and your heart drops at the realisation, especially when it becomes gesturing to your window; a signal you somehow recognise. 
“oh my goodness,” you mutter before turning around in your chair, coming face-to-face with the winged hero as he taps impatiently on your window, your chest already beginning to compress with the way your heart rate increased, and a thrill of exhilaration runs its course through your veins; two natural reactions that happen very commonly whenever you’re around hawks.
you hurriedly shut the curtains on his face, not having long to rejoice before his feather lifts up a portion of the blinds to reveal his unimpressed expression, coupled with an amused eyebrow raise and a dangerous smirk. hawks then gestures upwards with his pointer finger and you knew immediately that he meant to meet you on the rooftop of your agency; a place he likes to crash onto whenever he wants to. 
(you once asked him if he had better things to do than hangout on the top of your building and he replied that he’s there because he’s bored but you know otherwise. if there’s something about hawks it’s that he’s never free. his schedule was worse than yours and even then, yours was unmanageable. where he found a slot to loiter around your establishment, you don’t know. the bigger philosophical issue was why.)
you’re backed into a corner with nowhere to go but the rooftop and the wing that clung to your hero clothes was only emphasising the direness of your situation.
the moment you open the card-regulated door of your rooftop, hawks is already waiting for you, his face bursting into a dazzling smile as a glimmer appears in his eyes, ones that rivalled the sun. 
“there you are, sweetheart!” he greets, fluffing up his wings as the singular feather trailing beside you returns to its rightful owner. he takes generous steps towards you whilst you take smaller ones to meet him in the middle, your arms crossed over your chest in hopes of maintaining an apathetic front to deter him. 
it must not have been working because he does not look fazed. not one bit. 
“what are you doing here?” you grumble, subtly admiring the way his ruffled hair blows with the wind and how radiant he looks with the sun shining upon him. “don’t you have things to do that are more productive than bother me?”
“i am being productive; i’m chasing up on a deal that i made with you. maybe you need a little reminder to what it was?”
“please, don’t start-”
“-if i placed above you in the hero rankings this year, i would get to take you out on a date. remember anything along those lines, pretty?” 
you hide your face from him, using your hands to cover your eyes as you look away.
him, being the embodiment of your worst nightmares (daydreams), bends around so he would appear in your eyesight again and when you catch a glimpse of him, you just shut him out again using your hands. a deep chuckle spills from the winged hero at your childish insistence, genuinely entertained and infatuated by you.
“c’mon, stop ignoring me. i earned this date fair and square.”
“if i do not see, i do not perceive, please leave me alone.”
“oh c’mon number six, i’ve already placed reservations at a hot place i’ve been meaning to try together. won’t you be nice?”
removing your hands, you meet his gaze with a perplexed one of your own. “i’m serious, hawks, i have work to take care of. don’t you as well? we can’t just take breaks whenever.”
“and i’m serious about this date. so much so that i rostered more sidekicks on today than i normally do. everything is being taken care of so stop worrying, would i really be japan’s number two hero if i didn’t plan out every last detail?”
you huff, signalling his defeat. he was right. his surveillance abilities were off the charts. if anyone knew where danger was happening the second it occurred, it would be hawks. just- does he have to be so smug about it? it feels like he’s rubbing salt in the wound of your defeat yesterday at the hero rankings.
“fine,” you give in with an ungracious eye roll. “let’s go to this hot pot reservation of yours since you’re so insistent about how diligent you are.” 
“oh, do you find that attractive?”
“how about you take me out before i regret it?”
“as you wish!”
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xxobvzgoggzxx · 5 months
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EVEN MORE Keigo Takami Headcanons.
(It's fluff. Pure fluff. Like...New England marshmallow fluff.) Keigo, who loves to see you on the couch waiting for his return when he returns home to your cramped apartment.
Keigo, who loves it when you ramble on and on about your day at work. He can’t get enough of you're voice.
Keigo, who loves to sneak up behind you first thing in the morning and kiss the back of your neck while his arms snake around your waist.
Keigo, who will still get butterflies when he wakes up to the sight of you. It doesn't matter how long it has been since he met you, you are still as pretty as ever. After so long, he still tries to get used to that fluttery feeling in his chest whenever you nuzzle close to him. There's no fading it. 
Keigo, who hides an engagement ring at the bottom of the drawer of his nightstand…praying that he’ll find the right moment to pop that special question.
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suguru-getos · 3 months
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Happy Birthday Keigo! 🎉
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-> Hawks x F!Reader
A/N: Mentions of Keigo’s birthday in the Takami household, along with your son. <3 This is just pure, self indulgent fluff tbh. I was gonna write smut that can come later 🤭❤️‍🔥 happy birthday to the love of my life, the light of my life - Takami Keigo ^^
As the number two hero of Japan, the most sought out, the most popular & famous. Keigo’s birthday sure isn’t all that sought out. He’s busy with meetings & PR, while you thought you could spend the birthday eve with him. You’re so annoyed but at the same time helpless— what can you do really? It’s not like he is purposely doing this. Purposely being busy… he’s not.
Your eyes dart towards the clock. 12:00 am on the dot. You pout, rummaging through the bedsheets to find your phone. Fine, you can make do with a text message. Calling him while he’s in a meeting gets embarrassing for others moreso than Hawks. You see, he has no regard for other people. He would simper around, call you his baby, say he loves you… while other people would awkwardly try to stomach the #2 hero being whipped. You pout when you open his text tab, typing out a short.
You (12:00 am): Happy birthday daddy! <33
The message isn’t seen yet, and you sulk harder, shoulders drooping as you sigh & lean against the bedsheets. Yep, you could much rather scroll through TikTok instead. At least, the Hawks fandom would be active & would care about his birthday. Something you have in commonality.
Your son was peacefully asleep in his room. He’s turning three soon, and you couldn’t really wait to see him grow. Thoughts of him already idolising Keigo ripple through your mind as you smile faintly. That’s when you’re invited into a lull slumber.
The next morning when you’re awake, you pout instantly. Fucked was your whole plan to spend his birthday eve together. Keigo had officially turned 27 today. A low rumble of his melodious voice echoed through the kitchen, mingled with the clattering of your son’s indulgent ‘helper’ whines as he prepares stuff with Dadda. Your heart warms, and you quickly rush.
“Good morning Kei, morning Ai.” You call him, and your son who’s wings puff up instantly upon seeing his mother. “Mama mornin!” He chirps, and Keigo grins back, “Oh good morning sunshine, you look gorgeous— haven’t told ya that everyday as if~” Keigo scoffed dramatically, leaning in and kissing you softly.
“Happy birthday…” you hum, running your hands through his hair, forgetting everything and why you were a little testy upon him. “Thank you babygirl.” He croons, nuzzling against your neck and giving a chaste kiss.
“M’ sorry I was so carried away by work y’know. Hate to be the hero sometimes.” He winked, ushering you towards your seat in the dining area. “Made yer favorite!” He beams, loitering through the culinary crockery.
“It’s your birthday, I’m the one who’s supposed to do the spoiling!” You audibly whine, making Aideen (your son), giggle up. “Mama spoilin’!!” He repeated innocently, and you nodded with a grin. “Yes baby, today’s Dadda’s birthday.” You hum, kissing his cheek. “C’mon, wish him a happy birthday.”
Your son glanced up at Keigo, who’s eyes softened instantly at the two individuals he would cut his heart up for. Ai tried, fumbling a soft, “Appy bufday Dadda” but the cheerfulness of the wish has Keigo’s eyes waver & gloss up. You pat Ai on the head, grinning. “Oh good boy, that was such a good birthday wish!”
The thing is, you and Keigo didn’t have to try the whole ‘gentle parenting’ thing ever. Luckily, you knew exactly what were the good parts you would like to pick up from your parents. Keigo knew exactly what he doesn’t want to be. Parenting came naturally. Though, there were times you found Hawks rather confused… but you were always there with him, holding a hand.
“Ai’s gonna start Nursery soon.” You hum, while cutting up the fruits and dipping them in maple syrup. “Yeah, I know Sweetie.” Keigo smiled, looking at you and scanning your face for any emotion remotely close to worry. “You know he’s going to do well, right?” He asks, hand reflectively brushing against yours.
“Yeah, but he’s the son of a very famous Hero.” You looked up, biting your lip a little out of nervousness. You haven’t been a celebrity kid. Hell you don’t even know how it would feel. These past four years with your man has only taught you never to go out without looking your best. You’ve been papped several times after all.
In the begining of the relationship, it was so troublesome and hard for you. Wherever you went with Hawks — the paparazzi followed like a flock. You & Keigo both have been successful in hiding Ai’s face from the media so long. Part of you wants to keep him safe so that no one could ever see what your son looks like, let alone trouble him.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, the school would be incredibly secure. I’d ask you to get him homeschooled but then I know we both don’t wanna deprave him off a normal life yeah?” Keigo coos, kissing your forehead. You nod, seemingly half-convinced still.
“Mmm, how about I send a silly little feather along?” You perk up at that idea, that was fantastic!
“That sounds okay. That way you’d know what’s up.” You smiled, observing his golden eyes dilate the moment a smile festered on your face. Gosh he was so visible with all his desperate and unconditional love towards you.
“Atta girl! Keep that smile on for me all day! Today’s my birthday and I get to have whatever I want.” Keigo grinned wide, and you nodded in approval.
“So I was thinkin’ maybe we could go out today… y’know like one of those times when I book a sneazy comfy place where there’s snow & there’s warm fireplace & there’s a lotta~” he leaned in, whispering the next part, “sex.”
You cackled, you knew Ai wouldn’t understand yet, but he’s of that age where he continually repeats words over & over. He repeated ‘Fuck’ over and over once Keigo slipped it out & had you reign hell fire upon the house. That was the first and the last time your husband did that mistake though. Ever so sharp & ever so careful (mostly).
“I’m in, want to spend all my time with you.” You confessed like a blushy highschooler, and Keigo grinned.
“Well a fuckin’ happy birthday to me then!”
“Fuckin’ appy bufday!” Ai repeated.
“Oh- no.” Hawks facepalmed.
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lou-struck · 1 year
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Safe Up Here
Keigo Takami x Reader
~After a bad day, Keigo knows just what to do to help you relax
A/n: this was initially a part of my Comfort Milestone Event, but I forgot about it for a while.
...Anyways, enjoy!
“Excuse me,” a man grunts, pushing past you on the street. He doesn't look back, even though his movements were unusually aggressive. Almost as if wherever he was heading was more important than where you were going. The push wasn't enough to harm you, but the hot tea in your hand could say otherwise.
The still-steaming liquid escapes the lip of your paper cup and gushes onto your exposed skin. The stinging sensation causes your breath to hitch, your eyes begin to water with tears of hot frustration.
All day long, it seems you have been getting pushed around like this. The only thing you want to do is head back home, curl up in the safety of your apartment and sleep till Keigo gets home from his patrol.
But as you make it to your front door, your cozy and quiet apartment gets bombarded with a symphony of crashing, hammering, and buzzing from the unit below.
Your Neighbors have been doing a remodeling project for weeks, but it has never been this loud until today; the absolute worst time. The sounds are too much for your worn-down psyche. You cover your ears, but you can still feel the ear-splitting sound of a buzz saw cutting through metal piping.
This wouldn't do at all.
You make it over to the couch and press one of the decorative couch cushions to the side of your head in hopes of muffling the horrid sounds. But it doesn't help. The bumping, the thumping, the noise. It's more than you can bear. You shut your eyes tightly and try to focus on something other than the chaos below.
A gentle hand lightly shakes your shoulder, you peek open your eyes and move the pillow from your field of vision. 
“There you are Angel,” Keigo chuckles from above, his red wings folded neatly against his back. “I guess you couldn't hear me come in over all this noise.”
“It’s too loud in here Kei,” you murmur and he walks around the couch to face you. "M' tired."
Now in front of you, he scans your weary features with concern. "Did you have a bad day?" he asks, cupping your cheek. He gently rubs a mark from the pillow out of your soft skin with the pad of his ungloved hand.
Meeting his honey-colored gaze, you can't bring yourself to lie to him "Y-yeah." you admit, his arms wrapping around you. "All day long, people have been yelling at me, being rude, and knocking me over on the street."
"Someone pushed you?" His arms tighten around you protectively, the stubble from his chin tickles the crook of your neck as he deepens the embrace.
"They didn't mean to Kei," you sigh, "at least I think they didn't." Another series of bumps and crashes from below causes you to flinch in his hold.
"It's too loud in here, huh?" he says gently. "Can I help you?"
You nod, and he lets go of you and disappears from your line of sight. Immediately you miss his warmth, but I see his footsteps pad across the floor. You wonder if he is going to head down and talk to the workers downstairs. 
But the front door never opens. You hear a faint shuffling sound followed by the zipping sound of his bag.
 “Still there?” he chuckles, coming back around the couch. A pair of his noise-canceling headphones rest in his hand. Normally he uses them when the wind gets too viscous and he needs to hear any oncoming distress calls over the radio. 
“I thought these would help you relax a bit?” he says, “Want to try them on?”
“Are you sure?” you blink, sitting up on the couch, “Don’t you need them for patrol?”
“Nah,” he says, giving you a persuasive smile that has you leaning into his outstretched hands. He gently opens the headphones up and places them snugly around your ears. 
The world has gone silent, the buzzing, the sawing, the hammering. It has all stopped. Looking at Keigo, you see his mouth moving, but you can no longer hear what he is saying.
"What was that?" You say a bit too loudly as you pull one of the cups off of your ear.
“You couldn’t hear me, huh?" He grins. "These things work really well. I promise you won’t be able to hear anything if you don’t want to."
“Thank you Keigo, but are you sure it’s okay that I use these?” You ask again. “They’re a part of your costume, aren’t they?”
His features soften and he looks at you adoringly, touched by your concern, “Don’t worry, I have others. And even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t be much of a hero if I let my Angel keep having this bad day.”
“You’d still be a great hero,” you say softly. “But these are really nice. Thank you for letting me use them. I think I can relax now.”
With his headphones once again resting properly around your ears, the world returns to its peaceful silence.
Shifting in your seat, you get yourself situated deeper into the couch cushions. Stretching your arm out, you try to grab the end of the woven blanket that hangs off the back of the couch, but it's just out of your reach. With a stretch, your fingers manage to take hold of the edge of the blanket, but Keigo moves it farther away from you.
“Hey, I wanted to use that.” You pout, jutting out your bottom lip. And removing your headphones once again.
“did you really think I was done?” Keigo coos sweetly. Letting the stolen blanket drop to the floor. “I want to help you relax a bit more. "
“What did you have in mind? “you ask, raising a brow. 
A group of feathers slides between you and the couch cushions suddenly. They lift you up and carry you over to him. Now in his arms, he leans in and presses a soft kiss to your lips. “You’ll just have to trust me.” he smiles, leaning back in for another kiss. “Can you do that?”
You nod stupidly and he carries you out onto the balcony. “Are we going somewhere?”
“Just on a little flight,” he smiles, looking at how perfectly you fit in his arms. “Is this okay?”
“Yea, I feel safe. I like flying with you,” you answer, recalling the many nights you have spent in the sky.
A proud little smile takes over his features as he types in something on his phone before shoving it into his pocket. “Then hang on tight, Angel.”
A few flaps from his powerful red wings propel the two of you into the air. 
The wind doesn't bother you, but it makes your skin tingle. Before any sort of yelp escapes your lips, a little chime from his Bluetooth sounds from inside the headphones and music begins to play. 
“I thought a little bit of in-flight entertainment might do you some good,” he says. "Just put on the headphones and try to get some rest. I promise that with me, you are safe.”
“Thank you, Keigo,” you murmur, laying your head against his chest.
“You’re welcome, just relax, okay?” he says. "I made sure to make the playlist just for you.”
You have no room for objections. You take the headphones from around your neck and put them on properly. Giving your boyfriend’s arm a gentle squeeze of acknowledgment.
The gentle pulsing of his heartbeat against your skin, along with the soft sound of music from the cushy headphones around your ears, make it all too easy to let go of today’s events. 
As you let go, your eyelids feel like lead from all of your exhaustion and you find yourself drifting off in the secure hold Keigo’s arms provide.
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Keigo knows you have fallen asleep, and the fact that you have done so in his arms makes his chest puff up with pride. You trust him enough to be this vulnerable around him.
With you in his arms still snug, he touches down on your balcony. “I love you so much y/n.” He whispers placing a gentle kiss on your forehead hoping that you can feel his love in the dreams you will no doubt be having later.
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sanscat0414 · 4 months
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Misunderstanding?!
Hawks x reader:
Synopsis: Hawks gets suspicious of you because you have been coming home later and your spend less time with him. He begins to suspect you of cheating but little did he know it was…
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Hawks have been noticing that you came from work later for the past month. Usually he tried to aim to get home by 10:30 or before midnight. Whenever he was home earlier he noticed you were not home which is strange as you always came home before 10 even in days you work overtime. You were almost always on your phone typing away texting someone. You would even laugh a couple of times when texted this mysterious person. What’s even more suspicious is when he asked you about it you just brush it off.
“Hm? Oh it’s nothing. It’s just some family stuff.”
Or
“Huh? It’s 11? I didn’t realize I was out so late. Why? Mmm? Just lost track.”
Or
“What do you mean? I’m just texted a friend.”
Now he trusted you so he let it be. He believed you but still he couldn’t help but feel a little hurt. You weren’t spending as much time as you used to with him. You spend majority of your precious time you had with him on checking on the phone when your not you seem distant. Like you were thinking of something else.
Last week, was even more weird to Hawks. He was lucky to have gotten out of work early that day and wanted to pick you up. Only to find you hanging out with another man. Sure he saw you from a far but you were laughing with the man. He just left thinking it was your friend or something but you never mentioned him before. All this combined the extra time gone, the texts, the times you were distant hawks started thinking you were cheating on him. Hawks gave the benefit of the doubt but his trust in you was waning.
The final straw was today. It was a long a waited day off for him. He wanted to spend it with you but when he asked if you wanted to spend time with him you said
“I’m sorry Keigo I can’t. I know it’s your day off and we haven’t spend much time together. I just have something to do.”
That “something” was hanging with that same man. He wanted to get some KFC for the both of you and by coincidence spotted you. Naturally he was furious and sad that you had chosen another man over him. He decided to wait for you to come home before confronting you.
When you finally got home, you could tell something was wrong. The atmosphere was as thick as butter and an Erie silence cause by the lack of “Baby bird your home!”
“Keigo? I’m home.” You said.
“I’m in the living room.” He said almost coldly.
“Baby?” You said as you walked in to the Living room only to see Hawks sitting there in a serious manner.
There was no funny business and hawks had a no emotion in his face. He just sat there watching you like a predator watching its prey. It unsettled you.
“ Sit, we need to talk,_____.” He said as he gestured to the other couch infront of him.
Now you know it’s serious. He never uses your name unless it’s serious, like taking about your safety or something.
“Is something wrong?” You asked confuse and nervous as you sat down.
“Be honest with me. Are you cheating on me?”
“What? Why would you think that?” You said with genuine confusion shown on your face.
“I mean you spend extra time away from home after work, those texts that you laugh at, and that man that you were hangout with. I saw you today! With him. You rather choose to be with him than me! If so just say so.”
You stared at him at disbelief, now to be fair when he laird it all out like that it make sence but you could help but think thsi situation was a bit ridiculous. After a few seconds you laughed.
“What’s so funny?”
“It’s not what- you know what that’s to cliche. Let me try agian.” You said as you tried to stop laughing.
“Kei, first of all of course I’m not cheating on you. I love you with everything I have. I’m sorry I haven’t been spending as much time with you or paying attention to you. It’s just this month has been a bit hectic.” You said and you moved next to him.
You gave him a small kiss on the forehead and show him a picture. “Is this the man you saw?”
He nodded and you explained “that’s my sister’s boyfriend. He’s been asking me alll about what my sister likes. And what do for a proposal to her. I was helping him do a little shopping for the proposal plan. If I had known earlier that you had a day off today I wouldn’t have planed our outing today. He’s been planing it for months and kept changing the day he pop the question. I kept pushing him.”
Hawks looked at you dumb founded “Why didn’t you tell me.”
“It’s a secret that I have been helping him. Plus he wanted to forge his own ring for her, and I had a friend who does metal smithing. I been going to that. friend with him.”
“Why would you need to?”
You got up to go get something form your room. You came back with a small box and you handed it him. He open it and saw a beautiful metal feather with a gem on the stem of the feather. The feather was a little wanky but it was cute. It was attached to a leather string necklace.
“I took the opportunity to try to make something for you too. It was supposed to be a surprise for our anniversary but I wasn’t able to get it just right on time. I guess better late than never right.”
Hawks started it for a good 5 minutes in silence. It was beautiful and you made this by yourself (with help but still.) once he was finally done admiring it he hugged you. He warped his wings around you tight and nuzzled into your neck.
“I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions …. I love it thank you.”
“No no I should have said something sooner. I should have payed more attention I’m sorry too. I should have been more clear.”
That nught you guys cuddled for a bit. When your sister boyfriend called Hawks answered. He mildly scolded him for “stealing” his girlfriend and gave him some advice on being confidenace. Needless to say your sister said yes and you and hawks was invited to see them.
Hawks met your sister’s now husband on their wedding day. He apologized to Hawks after learning of what happened. Natural your just glad everything went well, and you where grateful that you and hawks were always upfront when it come to communication. Occasionally there will me moments when you suck at communicating but it all works out.
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airybcbyy · 1 year
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🌹Come Fly with Me🌹
Keigo Takami x GN! reader
Cw! teeth rotting fluff , use of 'birdie' as a pet name/ kinda implied that more happens later ;)) (not edited or proofread at all)
synopsis! Keigo never thought he'd be the man to settle down, but here he was dancing to Frank Sinatra in the kitchen with the love of his life.
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Keigo Takami doesn't believe he deserves love, but when he gets home and sees you cooking dinner in the kitchen he just wants to be close to with you.
You hadn't heard him over the music that was playing; keigo recognized it well. It was the playlist you swore would be playing when the two of you got married. “ one day ” he'd tell you, and as impatient a person that you were; you grew to be okay with that answer. You were happy just living the domestic life you had with keigo.
He came up behind you,grabbing your waist as you let out a loud as hell scream. You looked back at the pro hero,"Jesus! Kei! You can't do that to me!" And to keigo; you looked gorgeous right now. Hair in its natural state, not styled or anything- you were in an oversized hoodie and some grey sweats. God he could fall in love with you all over again.
“ sorry, birdie...didn't wanna interrupt you. You looked so..."he thought about the word to describe you before finally understanding just how to describe you. "...ethereal."he laughed as he looked at you.
You just gave him a kiss on the cheek before skipping one of the songs you'd grown to hate on the playlist. Suddenly, Keigo's favorite song started playing. ‘Come Fly with Me’ by Frank Sinatra. Keigo smiled as he pulled you away from the stove,pulling you towards his chest,"may I have this dance?"he got closer to your ear, kissing your temple.
You could only let out a small laugh,"the food, kei..." “Don't worry about that...just dance with me.” you knew that it wasn't going to matter, it was on a low simmer anyways but you were still nervous that you would ruin dinner.
Keigo took your waist in his hand,swaying back and forth with you in his grasp. The slow tune of the song was something that calmed him and you...you were something that riled him up. He sighed shakily as he leaned down,kissing your neck.
Frank Sinatra was one of the most romantic singers; everyone knew this.
He was getting riled up, especially when he felt your hands go up to his wings; caressing them without a second thought. “you're killing me birdie..." The man was pent up. Not being able to see you because of work, dealing with the LOV, and the stress he'd had about keeping you happy.
You were a simple being though; you appreciated him just talking to you. You'd be on your hands and knees for him even if he just gave you a smile. That's just the effect keigo takami had on people.
“you're gonna have to wait, my love."you whispered to him,kissing him as you swayed slowly with him, accidentally stepping on his feet. You were a clumsy person, anyone could see,but it was what made keigo love you even more than the average person could.
Dinner was your first priority, especially because you didn't want to set off the smoke alarms in your shared apartment like you had last week due to the same reason; keigo being needy. Pleasing Keigo was your second favorite thing to do, besides cuddle him, but sadly you'd have to wait on that for now.
“birdie c'mon...”the taller man smiled down at you as he leaned over and turned off the stove top, leaving you quite surprised. “kei- it's getting late! we have to eat-" but the impatient bird brain cut you off by grabbing your waist and basically dragging you to your shared bedroom,running into the walls a few times.
You let out a small whine as the kiss continued,thinking about the food that was going to go to waste as you felt his lips press to yours, seeming like keigo couldn't get close enough.
Kissing you, touching you, being with you was as close to heaven as Keigo could get, and he'd take it over those pearly gates any day,"don't worry, I'll make it up to you.”he whispered against your lips as he pulled away for a breath of air.
and with that you slipped into the arms of keigo takami, the man who could treat you like a god when he really wanted to-
frank sinatra still droning on in the kitchen.
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slay? ANYWAY. this is my first time writing for hawks so I hope y'all like it!
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seasonthreeop · 1 year
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no because Hawks would literally be the typa guy to facetime you before he's going off into a fight like 'aight babe love you gotta go' and you're jokingly like 'love u too make them cry for me' and hes like aight and he just pulls up to the crime scene and literally Tells the Bad Guys like 'hey yall<33 so i promised my Partner i would make yall cry so' and then he does<33
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reverie-starlight · 7 months
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fluffy hawks drabble-turned-mini-fic because i love him. if you think the feather necklace trope is overused, this is probably not the place for you. also important to note: let’s say for the sake of my sanity that this takes place before seasons 5/6, okay? I know what's up in the manga, I'm just ignoring it to be happy :)
fem!reader, no physical descriptions aside from wearing dresses + enjoying it and reader could be perceived as chubby, but no explicit mentions of body type!! shopping for clothes is just hard and it’s briefly reflected on in this. lots of soft fluff. pet names (baby, sweetheart, pretty girl, etc) I just got a bunch of cute dresses and now I'm gonna make it hawks' problem. this is like. disgustingly soft and so incredibly self indulgent avert your eyes. please. very smiley and giggly. a bit suggestive at the end bc I have no self-control.
soft laughter and the sound of rustling sheets were the only noises heard in your shared bedroom that afternoon. surprisingly enough for both of you, keigo had finished his patrol early and caught you on the way up to your apartment. almost immediately after walking in and getting your shoes and coats off, he had grabbed you and sped off to your room, dropping you on the bed and launching an attack.
you were both so happy to have some extra time together that it boosted your energy immensely, resulting in a impromptu play fight. it wasn't very often that you got to be so playful anymore with things picking up for him at work. you were both still young, so when you got the chance to act like it, you definitely took it.
"keigo!" you shrieked as he pressed a slew of quick, light kisses over your face and down your neck. a ticklish sensation was left in their wake, even more so because of his facial hair. he just chuckled and rubbed his face against your skin to draw out more laughter. feathers flew around and brushed against your cheeks and other places he couldn't focus his attention on.
his arms were wrapped tightly around your waist to limit your movements, but you still squirmed around to try and get the upper hand. eventually, after a few more kisses to your chest and stomach, he loosened his grip to give you a fighting chance and you flipped on top of him, making sure not to hurt his wings, which ruffled in excitement.
"so what are you gonna do with me now, sweetheart?" he grinned up at you, eyes positively glowing with mirth.
you felt your own gaze go soft and cupped his face with your hands, rubbing your thumbs over the apples of his cheeks. "I dunno," you murmured, keeping your voice low in volume and sweet in its delivery.
your eyes wandered over his features, admiring him in the golden rays of sun coming from your window. "you're so pretty, keigo..."
he went a little red but smiled softly. "that's my line, angel," and then he leaned up to steal another kiss from you.
eventually you both settled down, laying in bed together and talking about your days. keigo told you about having to chase down a bank robber and some purse snatchers, and how a little old lady asked for help getting her cat down from a tree. you snickered at the thought.
the atmosphere turned serene as you both laid there. you were close enough that your breaths mixed and your foreheads touched, his hands absentmindedly running over your soft skin and the curves of your body. "so how was your day?" he whispered.
"it was okay. I had a shorter day at work, so I went shopping and I got some new clothes..." you sat up and walked over to where the bags were discarded before he tossed you on the bed. "want to see them?"
he whined a little when you walked away but quickly sat up as well, nodding his head at the second part. "I'd never pass up the chance to see you trying on clothes, baby, who exactly do you take me for?"
you smiled and shook your head fondly. "alright, alright. sit tight, I'll be back," you said and headed to the connecting bathroom, ignoring his grumbling about how you were depriving him of getting to see the best part.
and when you came back out, in a pretty little sundress, twirling so he could get the full effect, he stared at you in awe.
he knew from past shopping trips and many teary conversations with you that finding clothes you actually felt confident in could be… difficult. of course he thought you looked amazing in everything, and if he had it his way, he’d buy every single outfit you even glanced at, but there was just something so alluring about seeing you happy and proud in clothes you felt good in.
“such a pretty girl…” he murmured to no one in particular. it looked a bit like he was in a trance as he took in your figure. attempting to hold back a shy smile from forming at his words, you looked down at the ground to keep yourself from getting too flustered.
he grinned and held his hand out for you once your eyes met his again. taking it, he gently pulled you towards him to stand in between his legs and rested his chin on your sternum, not once breaking eye contact. his hands moved to toy with the hem of your dress.
“I mean it, you’re absolutely stunning. the prettiest girl I’ve ever laid eyes on... my pretty girl.”
you couldn’t hold back your smile this time and he adored the way your lips curled upwards, how your eyes flitted around the room, staring at anything but him, clearly affected by his words.
he sent a feather out to tilt your chin back towards him and he was suddenly reminded of something.
“ah right- I have something for you,” he dug something out of his pocket and proudly presented you with what looked like a thin brown faux leather string…
with a bright red feather attached to it.
you gasped and took the item into your hands, closely inspecting it. you treated it with the utmost care, as if it were your most prized possession. it very well might’ve been.
the string had a clasp at the back to make it easier to put on and remove, and it looped around the... stem? bone? (you made a mental note to clarify with keigo later) of the feather multiple times. it was secured with a thin silver wire to ensure it wouldn’t slip out before the rope continued on to the other end of the hook.
he actually had one of his feathers turned into a necklace for you.
“keigo, I… this is incredible, oh my goodness!” you beamed at him and leaned down to properly hug him.
he was incredibly perceptive. of course he knew that all those times you had jokingly asked him about keeping one of his feathers with you were actually silent requests. even if you’d never outright ask him, he could tell you longed to have a piece of him with you. especially when he had to wipe your tears before a long mission and you stared longingly at his wings. he took pride in the fact that you found comfort in them.
who was he to deny the love of his life? what’s one feather from his arsenal gone, anyway? it was going towards the cause of making you happy, and most importantly, there was the added bonus of keeping you safe.
“here, let me put it on for you,” he said, gesturing for you to sit on his lap and hand him the necklace.
you got settled and he happily clasped the ends of the string together at the back of your neck. the bottom of the feather rested just above the neckline of your dress and you touched it gingerly.
as soon as it rested against your skin, he took control of it and ran it across your cheek, making you giggle and pull away a bit.
“thank you, keigo, I love it.” you turned around on his lap to face him and pressed your lips against his.
he hummed into the kiss and pulled away with a sly smile. “of course, baby. besides,” he toyed with one of the straps on your shoulder. “it goes with your new dress, don’t you think?”
you put your arms around his shoulders, gently stroking the arches of his wings and nodded in agreement. he placed his hands on the tops of your thighs and gently squeezed. “wanna see if it goes with my other dresses, too?”
“oh, absolutely. but..." he shifted a bit and pulled you closer, so that you were fully pressed against him. "I don't think I've appreciated this one enough... what do you think?" he slowly trailed his eyes up from your legs to meet yours.
you tilted your neck forward to rest your forehead against his. "I think that you'll find some of the other things I bought more interesting than a sundress, keigo."
his sly smile turned into something more eager and you laughed when he dramatically flopped backwards on the bed with a groan. "you're too good for me, angel, seriously. what did I ever do to deserve you?"
you offered him a shrug and a tiny smile of your own. "exist."
his eyes widened a fraction and you could tell that your words deeply affected him from the way they welled up. he cleared his throat to cover up any emotion in his voice and sat up again to cup your cheek, murmuring "sweet girl, you'd better hurry up and try on those other dresses, because if you're not off my lap in three seconds, I'm gonna pounce, and we're not leaving this room 'til we're both spent."
butterflies erupted within you and he watched fondly as you gasped and ran off to keep your little fashion show up and running.
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BONUS:
the following days after receiving his gift were... not surprising in the slightest.
you always knew when keigo was taking a break or in his office doing paperwork because he took every opportunity to bug you with his (your) feather.
every. single. one.
and you also knew before he even had the necklace made that if he were to ever give you one, this would likely happen. he was a menace, after all. part of his charm, he always said.
at first it was a bit embarrassing having to fight with a feather in front of your coworkers (who weren't aware you were dating a pro hero, so they probably thought you were some fangirl who bought faulty, cheap merch of his), but it very quickly became endearing.
cause yeah, if he knew you were going to be around people he'd make life difficult for you and then take all of your whines and complaints with a mischievous grin when he walked through the door, clearly lying when he said he'd take it down a notch.
but when he knew you were alone? or having a particularly stressful day? all you had to do was lightly tug on the necklace. upon your signal, he'd immediately take control of the feather and bring it up to caress your cheek, run along your neck or tap your nose.
honestly, you wouldn't have it any other way. you adored his playful side, and he knew he could get away with most things via feather necklace. even if it was only because you were too flustered to scold him for anything anymore by time he got back. complaints soon turned into requests for cuddles and wanting to return all the affection you received.
the feather necklace was a gift for you, sure, but it definitely benefitted him as well.
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I edited this super quickly, so apologies if there's any mistakes! I'll find them eventually when I look back at this fic and end up contemplating my choices to post without properly editing :')
hope you enjoyed!! <3
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thehusbandoden · 4 months
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Babybird -Hawks x Pregnant!Reader
A/n: This was requested, but I sadly can't find the person who requested it. I hope whoever it was found this okay and enjoyed it!
General info:
Genre: fluff/slice of life \\ wc: 317 \\ female reader \\ requested
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"Babybird!" Hawks cooed as he flew into your condo. He quickly made his way to your side, pulling you into a warm and comforting hug. He hummed sweetly, kissing your forehead tenderly.
Hugging him back, you basked in his warmth and love, your round belly pressing against his abdomen.
"I missed you, Songbird." Hawks murmured in your ear, pecking your cheeks lovingly.
"I missed you too. The baby was kicking me all morning." You pout, nuzzling your nose against Hawks' jaw.
Hawks chuckled, pulling you closer. "I'm sorry, has he stopped?"
"Yeah, he has."
"I'm glad." Hawks hummed, picking you up in his arms. You let out a little squeal and he grinned. "Now lets get to bed. Your hubby has been working hard all~ day." Hawks whined dramatically, walking towards your shared bedroom.
"But you haven't eaten." You huff, attacking his cheek with kisses in frustration.
"I don't care. I want cuddles, and I know you'll feel better too." Hawks hummed.
"I haven't eaten either. I was waiting for you."
"You haven't eaten!? Y/n, my darling dove! You must take care of yourself and my son!"
"But you didn't care about you not eating.. what's the difference?" You giggle. Hawks was always so protective over you.
"You're my precious darling! I don't care about my health, but you need to take care of yourself! Not to mention our son!" Hawks quickly started walking to the kitchen, carefully placing you on the counter before starting to cook.
"But I want cuddles.."
"We can cuddle afterwards. I refuse to let my Babybirds go to bed hungry."
"I'll eat if you eat, deal?"
"Deal. Now don't do this again, you understand?"
"But I wanna eat with you!"
"Y/n it's almost midnight! You have to take better care of yourself. If not for yourself for our son."
"Okay.." you pout.
"That's my girl." Hawks grinned, kissing your lips sweetly.
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honey-milk126 · 3 months
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Dating the Mha boys(pt.2)
Includes: Hitoshi Shinso, Tamaki Amajiki, Yuga Aoyama, Kai Chisaki, Neito Monoma, Twice, Hanta Sero, Hawks.
A/n: this won my poll for what my next post was! I love mha but I have to re-start it because I started watching it in like season 4? Idk, but I hope you enjoy this!!!!!!!!!! ❤❤❤❤
Trigger warnings: Mineta being himself, jealousy?, some trust issues??, (Let me know if I missed anything!!!!!! Please)
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Hitoshi Shinso <3 ( you are 15)
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•Doesn't fully trust you (because his quirk)
•wants you to be safe 100% of the time
•Will not use his quirk on you
•Lots of PDA in private.
•Hates when you talk to anyone.
•Loves to cuddle you though.
•Physical touch is his love Laungage
•Nicknames for Him : My baby, kitty, babyyyy, my hero, my loveeee
•Nicknames for you: my kitty, my love, my prince/princess, love, Honey.
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(Story :
Walking through town with your boyfriend? What could be better? A lot of things actually...
You're being followed by the tiny pervert named mineta. It also dosent help that your boyfriend has trust issues with his Ex girlfriend's/Boyfriend's.... So that helps a lot.
As you all were walking around going on a date, still being followed by mineta...
"Kitty? "
"Yes, love? "
"I love you❤"
"I love you to❤" he said
But as mineta got closer he got more protective, he picked you up so he couldn't touch you.. (Bc you know? He's short....)
"Go away mineta.... " he said
"B-b-but... " he stuttered.
"GO." He said
"F-fine.... " he said running away
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Tamaki Amajiki ( you are 17)
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•Shy. 1000000000%
•Love Laungage: Gift Giving-
•picks /buys you flowers..
•Blushes at ANYTHING YOU SAY
Ex:
"Hey "
(Blushes)
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•Nicknames for him: shy baby, my elf, love, baby, my boy❤
•Nicknames for you : my love, my angel, my butterfly🦋, baby, babe.
•Hates leaving you.
•Loves when you wear his shirts/hero costume...
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(Story :
"Babe, have you seen my ---" he stopped his sentence,
He seen you, his beautiful girlfriend/boyfriend wearing his shirt, that's blue with yellow dots all around it. The one he was looking for.
"Yes, baby? " you responded not paying attention to him blushing...
"Y-you l-look -c-cu-cute" he said
"Aww, thank you, babyyy!! " you said spinning around in his shirt.
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Yuga Aoyama ( you are 16)
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•Loves to spoil you.
•Buys you anything that sparkles ✨🌟✨✨🌟
•Buys you, dresses/suits, books, ect.
•Lovesto take you on dates(he pays for them)
•Loves to match clothes with you.
•Does skin care with you.
•has a picture wall with photos of you guys on your dates.
•Matching rings, bracelets.
•Nicknames for him: My shine, my love, baby, honey
•Nicknames for you : My queen/King, My love, baby, Love.
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( Story :
"Baby, smile" your dear amazing boyfriend said
As you smiled doing the peace sign with your fingers he took a picture for his picture wall.
"I love you" you said giggling as he ate
"I love you to, my love" he said as he used a napkin to wipe your face, as you had sauce on your face.
As you left the restaurant he stopped by a flower shop and bought you, every, single, flower. In the shop.
You both couldn't stop smiling for the rest of the day.
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Kai Chisaki ( you are 27)
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•Protects you.
•Hates to share you.
• Leaves you with the league if he's on a mission.
•Loves it when you wear his jacket/Mask?
•Loves to see you with Eri....????
As your walking through the night with grocery bags, filled with food for your dear boyfriend, and the sweetest little girl ever.
•Nicknames for you : babe, my wife, love, queen/king, my love, sweetness.
•Nicknames for him : king, my savior, my villain, babe, baby.
•Nicknames Eri has for you: Mom/dad, mommy/daddy, my hero.
•Nicknames You have for Eri : My sweet, my daughter, my little girl, my child.
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As you walked through out the night, with grocery bags in hand. And as you were head home to your sweet amazing and overprotective boyfriend and the sweetest little girl ever.
It was getting colder, so you started to speed walk. But as you got closer to the base, you seen flames come from across the street with police officers there along with firemen.
But as you got closer you felt someone grab your hand. As you looked down you seen Eri, the sweetest little girl you have ever met, but as you looked to you other side you seen him, your sweet boyfriend, Kai Chisaki.
As you walked passed them, they gave you all concerning looks as they seen you with a masked man, and a little girl.
"I love you, my wife" he said loudly enough, so they could hear.
"I love you to, baby. "
"I love you, mom/dad! " little Eri said happily skipping
"I love you to, my sweet child"
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Neito Monoma ( you are 16)
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• Super protective of you
•Hates to leave you, especially near 1-A
•Loves to show you off
• Brags about you 10000%
•Has a ton of pictures of you on his wall.
•Shows Radom people pictures of you
•Loves to cuddle and kiss you.
•Nicknames for you: Dear, darling, baby, my love, my star, pretty girl/boy
•Nicknames for him : My hero, my baby, handsome, my king, my love, babe.
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Story :
As you walked through town to your favorite coffee shop in town. It was such a calming place a beautiful light blue for the wall colors and little plants around the store along with some book shelves, so you can read, it has free WiFi so you can do school work online.
You and your amazing boyfriend decided you needed a date day, so you were going to the coffee shop. As you both entered the shop it started to snow, outside.
As it was winter out you and your boyfriend decided to get hot chocolate (if you don't like it change it.)
He started on a rant about how much 1-A sucks and how it's their fault that the school is getting attacked by villains.
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Twice (you are 29)
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•Tries his best okay?
•Loves to cuddle in private, but if someone walks in, he's shoving you off.
•Is okay with holding hands
•nicknames for you: baby doll, baby, doll, dear, darling, honey, sweetie.
•Nicknames for him: My man, my king, babe, my love, love, dear.
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As you were walking home through the night, as you were a villain, and couldn't really walk through out the day.
But as you walked passed by an alley way, you suddenly got grabbed
"Hello..... Doll" the familiar voice said
"Hey love"
"Missed you" he whispered
"I know, but you can't keep dragging me into alley ways, people could be behind me... " you explained as you gave him a kiss on his cheek.
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Hanta Sero ( you are 15)
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•Loves to take you out on dates
•Loves to cuddle you
• Literally just loves you for you. And wants to spoil you
•Holding hands? ☑
• Want a kiss? ☑
• Want some flowers? ☑
•Wanna match? ☑
•Just wants you to be happy
•Loves to watch movies with you.
•Nicknames for him: My love, baby, my hero, my boy❤.
•nicknames for you: Mi luz, Azúcar, Mi sol, Mi cielo, Mi vida.
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Story :
As you watch a spooky movie as it's Halloween and you and your dear boyfriend had nothing better to do.
So you decided to have a Halloween marathon with movies.
As you were watching the movie you got a little chilly. So you moved a little closer to him
"Yes, Mi sol? "
"I'm cold"
"Oh, here" he said as he held up the blankets that he had.
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Hawks : you are 22
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• Will carry you while he flies around the city.
•Tries to keep you from paparazzi. (Doesn't work)
•Loves to cuddle you.
•Hates to cancel your dates, because of work.
•Spoils you with gifts when he has to cancel a date.
•He loves to eat chicken with you.
•Loves to watch movies/Tv shows with you
•Hates when you wait up for him(wait for him to come home before going to bed.)
•Loves the fact you buy HIM flowers.
•Also, lives the fact that you keep your guys home clean. (You can see the reflection in the floor.)
•Buys you flowers every week. (You do the same)
•Has like all of the Love Languages.
•Gives you a feather necklace. (His feather on a string/chain he found)
•Nicknames for you: Babybird, my baby, birdy, love, angel, songbird, pretty.
•Nickbames for him : Handsome, my bird, my hero, my love, babe, king of my heart❤.
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As you were holding on to your dear boyfriend as he was flying you around the city. "Isn't this amazing? " he asked
"Yeah" you responded looking at the sun set.
You felt him stop flying and land on top of a building, while looking at the sunset with you.
"They sunset is almost as pretty as you, songbird" he said while holding you close.
"Aww, really? " you asked
"Of course, pretty. " he said holding you close, but the silence didn't last long
"OMG IT'S HAWKS!!!!!! "
"IT'S HAWKS!!! "
You heard people yell as they noticed your boyfriend and you. So you guys flew away quickly before they could get up to the roof.
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End!
A/n: so I was gonna add Mirio Togata,Mashirao Ojiro, but I couldn't think of anything for them. Sorry. :(
Translation for sero's :
Mi sol - My sun
Mi cielo - My darling or apparently my sky
Mi vida - my life
Azúcar - Sugar
Mi luz - My light
( I got these from Google Translate if they aren't right please correct me.)
This for " dating the _____" little series. Kinda?
But if you have a request lmk. They are open!
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crimsonredfeathers · 3 months
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Imagine Keigo sitting next to you on the couch, but instead of watching TV, he's looking at you, completely lovestruck. When you realize that he hasn't been paying attention to the program in a while and finally turn to see what he's occupied with, you tilt your head, silently wondering what is wrong and why he's watching you. Keigo's expression doesn't change as he's gently pulling you in and placing his lips on yours, remembering for the umpteenth time this day how it had felt when your lips had connected for a kiss the first time, and it still to this day makes him feel like his life depends on it.
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earthtooz · 2 years
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you've always wanted to know what it was like to fly but ideally not in the arms of the man you've been avoiding for two weeks.
in which you've been avoiding hawks and he figures it out - prohero!y/n x hawks
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it was a beautiful day to have a day off.
the weather was perfect: sunny with a hint of breeze. not too warm for it to be uncomfortable but warm enough for a short-sleeved shirt, you didn't run into any unexpected incidents that suddenly required you to perform any hero work, just wasted the day away doing absolutely nothing but unwinding by yourself. the lunch you had was amazing too, you really ought to go back and try out their other dishes, maybe bring a few friends from the agency too.
it’s just a shame that you have to end the day in the arms of the man you've been avoiding for the past two weeks, feeling your feet dangle helplessly in the air as he carries you securely, albeit, uncomfortably. 
"never knew hawks kidnapped people off the streets during patrol," you muttered, squinting as to combat the wind that was slightly drying your eyes. 
"depends what your meaning of 'random' is because judging by your definition, you mean strangers-" he stops talking when you approach the top of fukuoka tower and the prohero sets you down carefully, although you still stumble.
your heart thumped heavily in your chest, the exhilaration of soaring through the air was slowly seeping out of your bloodstream. although you really couldn't tell if it was flying at the ridiculous height that was freaking you out or if it was just the natural effect hawks seemed to have on you. damn that pretty bastard.
he continues his previous statement "-you and i both know we're not strangers. so what gives? why are you acting like we are all of a sudden?"
you cling on to the hand rails of the tower. heights wasn't much of a challenge but with the man you've been pining over ever since you first met him? you might need a second.
you met hawks when your agency and his had formed an alliance and it just so happened that your assistants assigned your patrol times to align. hawks was the number 2 hero and you were eager to learn how he went about his day-to-day, hoping for some help on how to boost your own rating up whilst learning how he manages an agency at his young age. he entered the prohero industry not too long before you but given your similar ages, he definitely had a headstart so when the opportunity to collaborate together came, you jumped at the chance.
what you hadn't taken into consideration however, was the extent of his charming personality and how easy it was to get along with the wing hero.
patrols were fun, full of laughter and jokes whilst competing in friendly competitions in who could save more civilians and apprehend more villains. sure, you shouldn't be goofing around on the job but nobody had to know.
adding in hawk's good looks, it did not take long for you to fall ass first for him.
your first instinct was to keep about your interactions but eventually the pining got too much that you figured out ways to avoid him where possible. meetings were meetings, but patrol times? your sacred little pockets of moments together? those could be minimised.
you took on late nights, all the way into the early morning unlike the usual afternoon schedule you'd established for the longest time.
and the act worked! for two weeks that is because now you're standing in front of hawks who has swept you off the street and brought him to his favourite place in the city.
this sucked.
he looked perfect in the golden hour too, honey illuminating his skin with a gentle glow that only enhanced how irresistible of a man hawks is.
"i don’t know what you’re talking about, nothing gives," you try to reply as nonchalantly as possible, excusing your nervous movements by pretending it was the wind blowing in your eyes uncomfortably.
hawks scoffs, "yeah sure, just like how you're giving me nothing."
you can't resist the pout from creeping on your lips. "is that why you kidnapped me off the street? to ask what's wrong? you could've just stopped me instead of flying off like i'm some worm for you to feed your baby chicks."
"haha, real funny. bird jokes," he rolls his eyes, a hint of a smile ghosting his lips.
"you know you like them."
"not as much as i'd like it if you told me what was actually up with you. taking patrols at midnight? seriously? i know you like your sleep."
"personal matters," you lie. although, it wasn't really a lie - it was personal, the way he made you feel was absolutely personal.
"what about today? why didn't you tell me you were off today because we could've hung out and visited that farmer's market i know you like."
you shrug, "thought never occurred to me."
he narrows his eyes in suspicion. "okay, then why wouldn't you tell me your hours were changing? i wouldn't mind picking up some nights," he asks, bottom lip poking out a little as a he furrows his brows.
you put your head in your hand, "no- that would've been, nevermind."
"tell me," he pleads. "it would've been what?"
you hate the way he's looking at you with so much passion and intensity that it wants to make your heart lurch out of your chest and right into his hands. this would be so much easier if he just-
fuck it. "it would have defeated the purpose."
"so you’re avoiding me on purpose then. did i do something wrong? cause if i did-"
"no!" you exclaim suddenly, tone full of exasperation and desperation, conveying the frustration you've been feeling the past two weeks into one sudden syllable. it actually takes hawks by surprise because he stumbles back a little and there's a moment of silence where you're just gauging for each other's reactions. "i mean- no, you didn't do anything wrong, and that's the frustrating part."
you continue with little space for him to intercept, "it's just, oh what the fuck, i know i shouldn't be saying this because it's totally unprofessional and-"
"out with it, y/n."
"-i like you.”
the air choked at your sudden confession and hawks’ expression says it all, morphing into one of shock - wide eyes and a slightly parted mouth before transforming into a wide smirk. you look away and cross your arms, which was a defense mechanism that hawks definitely picked up on. after spending so much time with you, how could he not have? 
he leans against the pole of the tower, suaveness oozing off him as if he wasn’t just frantically asking you what was wrong with you, “how much do you like me?” he asks, smugness evident in his tone.
you cover your eyes, “if i do not see, i do not perceive, go away.”
his laughter rings through your ears and you peek at him by separating your fingers slightly, “oh come on, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about-”
“yes there is! i have a crush on you and you’re literally the most embarrassing person in the world! being associated with you is embarrassing enough!”
he clenches his chest in faux-pain, “that one hurt, you should consider your words more carefully y/n, it’s a wonder how you won a bachelors like me.”
you give him a look of defeat as the words he just uttered registers in your head. “stop playing, this is serious.”
“you just called me embarrassing to be around!”
“because you are!”
hawks raises a brow at you, “number two hero not good enough for you? i’ll shoot for number one next time, then will you finally not be embarrassed enough to go on a date with me?”
oh god, this was a mess. “no, no, i suppose a date with you now is good enough.” 
“good enough?” hawks parrots before sighing with a shrug, “i’ll take it.”
“that came out wrong because i’m still seriously trying to believe that you’re not pulling my leg,” you point your finger in his chest, “you seriously like me back?”
“and i want to take you out on a date. tonight.”
“yes, let’s do it. tonight it is then.” 
“even if i’m the number two hero?”
“because you’re the number two hero. it’s the only impressive thing about you.”
“you’re the one who has a crush on the number two hero.”
you laugh heartily, wrapping an arm around him whilst doing so. he hugs you back instinctively with a big, warm smile plastered on his face. if you weren't so nervous you would've seen how smitten the look in his eyes were, “i guess i am. can you bring me back to the ground now, number two? i think the civilians should see that their local hero didn’t just kidnap a stranger from the ground.”
“they’ll know when they recognise you as their favourite, local hero. besides, it lets them know you’re off the market now, so good."
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