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sparkles-and-trash · 3 days

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dabi & shouto bonding + dabihawks, fluff

It's almost noon when Touya comes shuffling into the living room he shared with his boyfriend, PJ pants hanging low on his hips, no shirt in sight.

"Well, good mo-, no wait, good midday to me, handsome," Keigo quipped with a grin and Touya rolled his eyes.

Yeah, yeah, I'm a lazy bum, I know I know," Touya replied with a yawn and a stretch.

"We can't all just call home office and lunge around in sweats all day and call it work, yanno," he added and Keigo laughed.

"So staying up until 3 am gaming with Spinner and Tenko counts as work, now?" the hero asked with a sly smirk, and Touya sighed.

"I need a shirt for this conversation, and either their all in the wash or you stole some again, and I think we all know which one is true."

Keigo raised his eyebrows at that.

"I haven't taken any more than you've given me, I swear!" he said with hands raised in surrender, and Touya sighed dramatically.

"Well, what am I supposed to wear then?"

Listen, Touya loves Keigo.

Everything about him, actually.

Except for the fact that, ever since the war ended and the hero was allowed to develop his own style, that style turned out to be a mix between cottage core lesbian and confused grandpa.

Actually Touya didn't mind it when the clothes were on Keigo, he actually kinda loved it.

But while Keigo looked ridiculously hot in Touya's band shirts and big hoodies, Touya didn't quite have that same luxury.

So, there he sat, in a crowded coffee shop, a busy afternoon, out in public, with his white hair, scarred skin, piercings, tattoos, ripped black skinny jeans and... a very eclectically colored cardigan Touya suspected Keigo had dug out of a thrift store that should have been closed decades ago.

Yeah, fuck his life.

Just as the former villain pulled the bucket hat he had also borrowed from his boyfriend further down on his head in a vain attempt to hide he noticed the person he was here to meet come in trough the door.

"Shouto," Touya said out loud, raiding his hand to grab his brothers attention.

His dork of a younger brother smiled, as brightly as he ever did, and moved over to Touya quickly.

"Nii-san!" The young hero greeted and Touya huffed.

"Yeah yeah, sit down ya dork, I ordered you your..."

Touya's voice trailed off as Shouto took off his jacket.

"Todoroki Shouto, are you wearing my fucking shirt?!"

Shouto looked up at him with a hint of surprise on his face as he looked down on himself , before he nodded.

"Yes, it appears that I am," he said simply before happily taking a sip of his bubble tea.

Touya just stared at him.

"Why?" he finally asked as Shouto didn't elaborate.

Shouto took his time enjoying his tea before he answered.

"It's like a hand-over, it's normal for brothers to do, you know?" he replied with a shrug.

Touya blinked a few times trying to catch up.

"A hand... over?" he finally asked, trying his best to wrap his head around this.

He decided this was a bucket hat off situation, and just as he placed the hat down, Shouto picked ip back up and put in on his head.

"Like this, see?" the young hero said as if that answered all the questions.

Touya just stared back and Shouto sighed.

"Iida said he used to get his older brothers stuff all the time, Nii-san, I really think you're making too much out of this."

Oh.

Oh, god.

This poor, clueless, sweet bastard.

"You're talking about hand-me-downs, aren't you?" Touya finally asked, and Shouto nodded.

"Yes, that was the phrase."

Touya bit his lip, trying to figure out how to go about this without being too mean.

Look at him, all reformed and shit.

"Look Sho, I get that we have a lot of catching up to do, but if you want my stuff as hand-me-downs or whatever it'd be great if you asked first, okay?" Touya explained.

Shouto hummed.

"I must have misunderstood the tradition then, I apologize."

Touya huffed.

"It's okay, kid," he said with a small smile, and Shouto smiled back, before his gaze fell to the cardigan Touya was wearing and his brown furrowed.

"You can keep that one, though," Shouto said seriously, and Touya couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Yeah, I don't judge ya there, kid," he replied with a grin.

Before they parted ways a few hours later Touya quickly snapped a picture of Shouto in the bucket hat to send to Keigo with a warning that he'd probably never seen that hat again.

It was handed down now, after all.

#dabihawks #dabi #shouto todoroki #todosibs #todoroki siblings #todofam #hawks #keigo takami #touya todoroki #touya and shouto #shouto and touya #todoroki family #todoroki sibs #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha

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thechloediary · 10 months

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atsusuna || mha!au - sunaatsu as dabihawks | fluff

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“don’t start a fight you know you’ll lose, darling”. he hears suna saying in his earbuds and he knows from his intonation that the shithead is smirking.

ugh. ever since atsumu admitted his weakness to his lover, rintarou just keeps bringing it up. the smugness on his face that day made atsumu instantly regretting the admission (that’s a lie).

because of course, of all the different quirks that exist in their world, it had to be fire.

atsumu has a bird quirk. his wings are scarlet and majestic, and his feathers are so so cool. he gets stopped in the streets by every little kid he sees, and even teenagers and adults sometimes. plus, his quirk was great for his previous hero job. he used to find villains easily and he never got ambushed thanks to his amazing reflexes as well as senses. and he can fucking fly. he’s amazing. he can do anything.

but of course, just like every other quirk, he had to have at least one weakness. and of course, his weakness had to be fire. fire. fire, who happens to be just the exact quirk the one and only suna rintarou has. suna rintarou, who also happens to be a smug idiot, in addition to a (former) villain, as well as the love of his life.

of course.

“you know i never back down from a fight, sweetheart.” atsumu replies, using his best mocking tone to emphasize the pet name in an attempt to rival his boyfriend’s smugness.

it works as he hears a snort on the other side of the call. he then hears a soft yawn that makes him stop in his tracks.

“you’re tired?”

suna hums. “yeah a bit.”

there’s a small quiet moment in which none of them talk. atsumu nips at his lower lip before breaking the silence. “…are you having nightmares again?”

“no,” the man on the other side of the call replies instantly.

“rin…”

“i’m not atsu, i swear.” suna pauses a bit before continuing. “trust me, you’d know.”

that’s true. atsumu remembers how rintarou was when they met, years ago, when he had to infiltrates the league of villains that suna was part of. he remembers how rintarou would wake up in the middle of the night either screaming or crying - both most of the time - and often several times per night.

it took him years to finally be free of his traumatic past - at least enough to be able to sleep comfortably. and atsumu has been there every step of the way, he is so proud of rintarou’s progress.

they have been together for about five years and they are now living together in a house on an island, away from everything that constituted, or reminded them of, their previous lives.

and they sleep in the same bed every night, their limbs tangled under the covers. so that’s true. atsumu is definitely sure that rintarou isn’t having those terrific nightmares anymore because it’s been years that he hasn't been awoken by the tears and/or screams of his lover.

“okay, hun. you’re right.” he replies. “is there anything bothering you, then?”

a pause. “nothing babe. when are you coming home?” suna replies.

“i’m about 10 minutes away but don’t change the subject, rin. tell me what’s wrong.”

he hears suna groan. “i’m just a bit nervous about something but it’s nothing, don't worry.”

“nervous?” atsumu sounds a bit stunned. “what could you be nervous about?”

he hears yet another groan from his boyfriend. “ugh. god, atsu- do we have to do that on the phone?”

“yes. because you’re scaring me.”

“scaring you?” suna lets out a small breathless laugh. he then mumbles to himself, “you’re not the one about to propose. /i/ should be the one scared.”

“you’re about to WHAT?!” atsumu screeches and halts in the middle of the sidewalk - earning a disapproving look from a grandma passing by.

“what?”

“rin what the hell?!”

“huh?”

“you can’t say shit like that so randomly!”

there’s another moment of plain silence, none of the two men even dares to breathe.

suna then yells. “holy shit you heard me!”

“i- of course i heard you, we’re on the damn phone!” atsumu whisper-yells.

“it was barely a whisper,” suna exclaims. “i’m sure even the cat - who is laying in my lap by the way - hasn’t heard me.”

atsumu didn’t even take the time to answer before ending the call and flying directly to their house. he made it in 30 seconds, a record. “well i heard you,” he states once he’s in the living room.

suna jumps in surprise. “FUCK! ATSU! don’t ever do that again, you scared the shit out of me!” he yells before lowering his tone, acting almost shy. “you said you’d be here in 10 minutes, how did you-“

“i flew here.”

suna was staring at him unimpressed, internally cursing at his boyfriend’s quirk.

atsumu seems to realize what his boyfriend is thinking about and smirks proudly. “yes, that’s exactly what you’re thinking about, rin. i did in fact hear you on the phone thanks to my supernatural hearing, even if you were barely whispering.” he says smugly and rintarou appears mortified.

“i- hum-“ the raven chuckles awkwardly. the sight would be hilarious on any other day, but suna really looks like he’s two seconds from passing out so atsumu decides that now is not the time to joke. not about this. god he can barely believe it anyways.

“com’ere rin,” he opens his arms wide and rintarou doesn’t need to be told twice. he wraps his arms around atsumu’s waist and rests his head below the blonde’s chin.

once his arms are wrapped around suna’s shoulders, atsumu talks again, smiling widely even though suna can’t see his face. “you don’t have to feel nervous or scared. i’m pretty sure your chances of receiving a positive response are very high.”

rintarou abruptly raises his head at that, almost hitting atsumu’s chin. “…you’re serious? you’re not lying to make me feel better right?”

atsumu huffs in response. “i wouldn’t joke about that, love. you have no idea how long i have waited for this to happen.”

suna lifts one of his eyebrows at that and huffs in turn. “you could have proposed yourself then.”

atsumu snorts. “you technically didn’t even propose.” that results in rin slapping his ass playfully, his cheeks tinted pink and a small “asshole” is said in response.

“okay okay sorry,” the blonde chuckles, holding his hands out as if surrendering. he adopts a more serious, but still full of fondness, expression before explaining himself. “i wanted to propose, hell i bought the ring even before we moved in here. but i remembered how you feel about your parents’ marriage and so i didn’t know if you would want to get married yourself. plus we never really talked about it, i didn’t want to push.”

rintarou, with all his intelligent and developed vocabulary, lets out a small “oh” before locking eyes with atsumu. he stares at the blonde for a moment. “i love you,” he states. “like- i really, really, love you.”

atsumu lets a small laugh escape his lips before replying with as much fondness as the other had just a moment before. “i love you too, rin.”

“you’re such an amazing person and i know that you’ll never treat me the way my dad treated my mom. i trust you, atsumu. i’d really like to marry you.”

atsumu’s smile was so big that rintarou was afraid his jaw would get stuck. “i’d really like to marry you too, rin.”

the kiss they shared after that is by far their favorite one. although that’s not because of how beautiful it is, because it would definitely be the most disgusting one for anyone who would have witnessed it. they’re both crying and smiling like idiots, they’re pretty sure their teeth have collided more than their lips.

they both went to their bedroom to grab small boxes - atsumu’s in the socks drawer and suna’s in his makeup drawer. they then exchanged their engagement rings, both still very much crying and smiling while looking at the other. they kissed a bit more after the exchange, before engulfing themselves in a tight and loving embrace.

“i still can’t believe you were able to hear me on the phone.” rin states after some time and that makes atsumu laugh.

“i told you my quirk was better than yours.” the blonde replies smugly, a huge grin on face when he looks at his now fiancé.

in the end, none of their proposals went the way they originally wanted. but for some reason, this was ten times better and they wouldn’t change a single thing.

// end.

#atsusuna #sunaatsu #haikyuu #haikyuu fanfiction #miya atsumu #suna rintarou #dabihawks

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autumn-foxfire · 1 year

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Dabi's incredible constant snark and apathy to contrast the League's more action oriented personalities Vs Hawks' incredible ability to piss off anyone he meets in 2 seconds, from AFO to Endeavor + Dabi's fierce tenacity to survive 8 years past his one month left to live, a strong heart, Vs Hawks' lucky natural birth and resilience to survive all the shit up to now, a strong mind. Their constant cat-and-mouse game and hiding their true selves, both geniuses in their own right. DabiHawks is too powerful a relationship. We still don't know whose going to get the last laugh in their Divorce Arc Part 2: or is it part 3? It was an actual line by Dabi too, I sure hope they get Toga and the Twice clones on their side, best middle finger to Dabi ever. Also Dabi's photographic memory to memorize every move he sees on sight and copy it to perfection Vs Hawks' yeah I'm not listing every freaking thing he memorized about PLF in a month, too fucking many- Touya's dying optimism Vs...Keigo, who gained it. The tension of Hawks holding a blade to Dabi's throat and Dabi casually throwing an arm around his shoulder and them always smiling and acting jolly with each other when inside they're probably thinking "ugh I really hate this guy" but just keep smiling :) :) :) Pls, I love them. There's an endless list of parallels to find in them and even similar energy. I keep going back to the basic ones but that's because it's too much effort to dig through the manga to verify things. And about that! We really wrote Hawks always snuggling up to Dabi who was annoyed by his advances, but it's the other way around (like it always is, we're always switching them up) because Ultra Impact recently got a DabiHawks event and there is SO MUCH there I haven't caught up on yet, but at one point Hawks is injured from a fight and Dabi is a naughty cat choosing this time to cozy up to him, "No fatalities, good work Hawks. The No.2 hero really is different from all the others" and Hawks is all "ow...I'm hurt, don't pat me like that" 😒 ("Come on, this is just my way of sayin' good work, you definitely earned some trust this way.") LMAO DABI ARE YOU SURE?! Can't win with this man. It's what he wasn't impressed by during High-End, but if Hawks let them die he'd just put it in his expose video. Hawks is all "well then it was all worth the effort" the effort being that this pigeon used his body to deflect bombs and everyone at PLF is worried about him while Dabi is just 😏 Really reading like a League Found Family + Hawks fic. And there's this one scene where Dabi wants to ditch a PLF meeting because Geten keeps nagging him about skipping them in the first place so he's all "Tch...Ah, Twice. Can you make a clone for me? Then I can skip it." So then Dabi clone is all, "Fine. Sure thing...did you really think I would say that?" Because who can tick off Dabi other than another Dabi? Get teased back you loser. So now original Dabi is instantly triggered because he can dish out sass but can't take it, especially not from himself, he WILL fist-fight himself in a Denny's parking lot if he has to. "Huh? Fine, then I'll make you go. Ice guy, No.2 lend me a hand." Lmaoooo why are you recruiting help? You can handle a single clone, man. Another scene: Geten: I'm not waiting. You shouldn't need a replacement in the first place. Hawks: Haha...sorry to say, but I agree with him there. Dabi: Like I said? You did it this time, Hawks. Hawks: Now now, you can't expect your subordinates to follow your commands if you act out in front of them, commander. Dabi: Tch...I'll remember this, hero. Hawks: Haha. It is my job to maintain public safety. Oh, Hawks. You don't realize the kind of grudges Touya can hold 😔

Also...Hawks insincerely-sincerely calling Dabi "commander" and Dabi nonchalantly calling Shigaraki "boss" hmmm what is the reason. I think the one mystery I can't solve is how Touya's personality turned into Dabi. No matter how much I look, nothing about Dabi matches Touya except for when he's being manic, which they got rid of in the episode! Instead he's walking all calmly down the stairs, while in Hori's sketch he was a hyperactive cat running and leaping "Shigaraki must've woken up!" >:D literally looking like he got the zoomies at 4am, a caption saying "Dabi running down the stairs" easier than running up for you, eh? *leaps over with one hand over the railing* "Just a sec, Machia." *eerily looms over Skeptic and grips him like a ragdoll, like those cursed emoji memes that try to grab you but more forceful and dynamic* "From the day we met, I knew you'd be perfect for this." How long exactly, was Dabi planning this, what was the image of his reveal in mind that made him go, "you're perfect for me!" when he joined the League, what could they offer him? Is that why he was so apathetic, but suddenly when the League gained power and new allies, he's suddenly interested? In October, right after Kamino + Overhaul that he was absent for except revenge arc because he can't resist a good revenge and murder opportunity to spread his name. (It did, Snatch. Confirmed it for him too that he was making the news.) right so October, that was the only time he was mildly interested...in still his own agenda, because he was recruiting Hawks atm and told Shigaraki that he only looks out for himself and has no interest in going out in a blaze of glory alongside him. Dabi, hey Dabi, WHAT CHANGED?!?!?!

Yum, Dabihawks parallels. Gotta love them and how many of them there are XD

LMAO, I didn't notice that we also switch the flirty behaviour in fanon but you're goddamn right. Hawks is the pissed off cat sassing back while Dabi is the flirty/flighty cat having fun messing with this new stray to wander into his domain. It's probably why I find fics to be a bit disappointing because I miss this behaviour in Dabi.

I am disappointed with the changes the anime made with Dabi in the latest season too. Describing Dabi as a cat with zoomies is accurate and it's a shame they cut that T-T I think they lessened on his manic behaviour to make him come across more "cool" and "suave" but it also takes away from Dabi...

#bnha #bnha dabi #dabi #bnha hawks #hawks #thanks for the ask!!

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tinyhawks · 2 years

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but really, imagine dabihawks post canon trying to explain how they got together like... how does one explain that you met your dumbass birb boyfriend in a dingy alleyway because you were a villain and he was a spy hero but you wanted to tap that hot piece of ass before dying anyways and then he betrayed you and you tried to burn him alive but somehow you lived through it and after lots of therapy and effort you got back together anyways??? EMBARRASSING

when they ask, fuyumi tells her kids they met at a bar or something and natsu starts literally wheezing bc touya is speechless and looks so DONE. later keigo laughs so hard when touya tells him the kids thought their meet cute was romantic, his eyes twinkle in that boyish way keigo has never grown out of, not even now that they are soaring past their thirties, and touya finds himself looking at him.

maybe in another universe, touya would’ve noticed keigo in some bar in tokyo, and he would’ve bought keigo a drink, shamelessly flirting, and then he would’ve invited him back to his place for a one night stand that kept repeating itself until they are living a mundane life together that’s not flashy or exciting but it’s perfect.

but as messy as it has been, touya finds that he wouldn’t trade their life for anything in the world. even if once upon a time they hurt each other very badly, touya is happy now, keigo makes him endlessly happy, in ways he never thought he deserved. this is perfect, too.

maybe he will tell fuyumi’s kids the truth someday. it might not be the most conventional of love stories but it’s theirs.

#LET THEM BE HAPPY GOD DAMN IT #i do find it hilarious that if the did get together they'd have to explain it aklsjdalskadj #see this scar??? yeah i sleep with the guy who did it #no i will not elaborate

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upinblueflames · 1 year

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I constantly have ideas in my head (all of them being dabihawks related) but the other night a song from my brainless teen years had me thinking, what if Touya & Keigo formed an insanely close bond as teens on the streets. Touya is trans (ftm), and he’s a scrawny little thing who didn’t hit a growth spurt until he was 16/17 (after managing to source testosterone, because despite that being unrealistic, my trans self doesn’t care to make him suffer like we do.) Keigo was always head and shoulders taller than him until that point, so Touya always looked younger, so people perceived him as also being weaker. This doodle was once a “aw, cute lil babies in love” doodle, until my goblin trauma brain graced me with its presence and decided to write a backstory to the picture. I hate it just as much as you will. Also I shouldn’t have to say this but I will: this literally is not and never will be sexual, they’re both 14 in this scenario - it’s literally just angst and comfort.

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“You’re no son of mine.”

The words stung more than Touya could have ever imagined. He’d spent weeks preparing (with Keigo’s help) to go home, to show his father that his quirk wasn’t a handicap, that he was still alive despite extensive scarring. He wasn’t up to the impossible Todoroki standard. He was expected to be some pristine human being, a combination of fire and ice. That happening was a lottery at best, the jackpot prize that nobody seems to win. Keep having children, discard the ones that don’t fit your mould, then drive the one that does to despair. All he’d ever wanted was to be enough, to be accepted, to prove his father wrong. But now he knew that was an impossible task, no matter how strong he’d become, it would never be enough for. Touya’s flames were already as strong as his father’s own quirk, despite him only being 15. If it weren’t for Keigo, he wouldn’t have even made it to that.

Keigo Takami. The only person on Earth that had ever believed in him. Both had been rejects of both their family and the system that was supposed to protect them, but they were deemed “too complex” to handle. They’d been left to their own devices, living in back alleyways since they were 9 years old. They’d been best friends since then, having met within days of being cast aside. They’d been through everything together, and neither ever backed down or walked away when things were hard to handle. More recently though, they’d become more than friends. It started out with Keigo wrapping his wings around the both of them when he held Touya close, to soft kisses buried in his ash-stained hair to comfort him. After a while, every time they made eye contact had begun to fuel something much deeper, a deeper love and trust for one another. While many roll their eyes and laugh in a patronising fashion about the idea of “kids in love”, of teenagers being incapable of caring about one another on a level that the adults reserve only for themselves (and fail to do well enough to keep them out of therapy or divorce courts), the only thing they truly lived for was each other.

Sheltering from the rain, Touya didn’t have chance to break down before Keigo pulled him close, wrapping him up in his wings, caressing his hair as he pressed those comforting soft kisses into it. He hummed quietly, swaying both of them back and forth as he held Touya tighter than ever before. “He might not accept you, but I do. I always have, I always will. Whatever you want to do, we’ll do it. He’ll never deserve you, mi fuego. Not now, not ever.” In that moment, all Touya could do was run everything through his head. Why wasn’t he enough? Why couldn’t he just be accepted like everyone else? Why did he have to be here? But the second Keigo began to speak, he was pulled right out of his own head, back into reality. If he’d never been put out on the streets, he would never have met the boy he was so desperately in love with. He didn’t care what anyone else thought, he had someone who cared about him, who would do anything for him, who did everything he could to protect him. They may have been the same age, but Touya still looked much younger, he hadn’t had the same growth spurt that Keigo had - much to his dismay, as he loved to affectionately point out how small he was.

“If I can’t be enough, then fuck it. I’m not keeping this name, this identity. I don’t want anything to do with him.” Keigo stroked the smaller boy’s hair gently, listening intently to every word. “Oh? Have you thought of another name?” He nodded, his cyan eyes twinkling. “Touya is dead. Call me Dabi.”

#dabihawks #sleeplessinxin #dabi #bnha hawks #touya todoroki #keigo takami #trans!dabi

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alsis-happy-corner · 2 years

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Uhhhh Canon wildn rn

Anyways

*whips out high-school au dabihawks on A03*

#LIKEEEEE #mha spoilers #CAN YALL CHILL???#FOR JUST A SEC???#like this isnt very live laugh love bro c'mon now #if dabi die imma die #who tf gonna have keigos kids???#ENDEAVOR???? no #dabihawks #no cuz u dont understand this is ruining me #i cross my heart and pray opening every new chapter bruh

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cozzzynook · 3 years

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Dabihawks

Cw // au, mpreg, reuniting, military Hawks

Stepping off the train Hawks clutches his duffle bag tightly, a nervous excited smile on his face.

He’s been away for five months on tour and he’s finally able to return home. It was a short tour but thankfully it’s his Last. No longer able to handle going off to possibly die at any moment, he completed his tour. Getting a medal of honor for serving his country, he packed that up with the rest of his belongings and got on the first plan back to Japan. Taking the train to his home town Fukuoka. Where his and Touya’s home resides.

He hasn’t seen Touya in almost five months. The last time was over face chat and Touya hadn’t been feeling well so they had to end the call early.

Touya assured him that he was fine, that it was probably something he ate.

Hawks remembers Frowning at those words ready to argue but Touya had smiled at him so sweetly and the words got stuck in Hawks throat.

Touya had assured him once more that he was fine, trying to end the call earlier. Only to stare at the screen before his eyes went wide and he ran to throw up. Hawks sat on the phone worrying about him as Touya threw up for approximately twenty five minutes and seventeen seconds. Hawks knows this because he counted every second until the dry heaving stopped and the toilet flushed.

When Touya came back to the camera, Hawks was about to Grill him with questions and hound him until he saw a doctor. Only for the Sargent to interrupt and tell him to cut it short.

Hawks would have disobeyed but Touya ended the call for him. Coughing out a hoarse, “love you Kei, get home soon.”

To say Hawks was pissed was an Understatement, but if he wanted to get home soon he would have to obey. So he did everything he could to finish his early. And it was worth it.

Standing in front of his door, opening it with his key quietly. He sets his bag down and takes his shoes off closing the door swiftly.

Its silent in their home and Hawks is a bit worried at this but he pushes that feeling down, excitement ringing in his ears.

Walking through the living room and past the kitchen he pauses. A bucket of chicken sits on the counter and when Hawks opens the lid he’s disgusted.

Chocolate sauce is drizzled on every piece and he quickly places the lid back on. ‘How could i be married to someone who commits such acts of treason?’ Face filled with confusion at his discovery, Hawks walks to the stairs.

Quietly creeping up the steps he stops when he gets to The bedroom door. Palms sweaty he breathes in deeply before opening the door. His heart stopping at the sight in front of him.

Laying on the bed in black stretch pants with Hawks black t-shirt on asleep on top of a body pillow dead to the world, is Touya.

But what shocks Hawks Is the swollen belly his husband is currently growing. Its like pieces of a puzzle finally click in Hawks brain: the sickness from five months ago, the bucket of chicken in the kitchen, the reason his snowflake is still asleep in his pajamas at 1 o’clock in the afternoon. A smile makes its way to Hawks face as he walks to the bed, laying down with his ear pressed against Touya’s belly. With his strangely good hearing he can hear their baby, a giddy laugh leaves him at that thought, their baby. ‘Oh my gosh we’re having a baby!’

Excitement Jumps throughout Hawks being as he hears their baby move inside his love’s tummy. He listens in a trance startling a bit when a ‘thump’ tickles his cheek. ‘Did they just—,’ another ‘thump’ hits his cheek and he feels tears leave his eyes.

They’re having a baby they’re really Having a baby.

Hawks lifts his head and the black t-shirt, seeing the vast stretch marks gracing his snowflakes skin. Proof of their love growing healthy. He kisses the spot all the little ‘thumps’ happen and he smiles. Moving to kiss the stretch marks on his loves tummy, hands Rubbing the round swell, moving to Touya’s lower back. A groan of approval leaves Touya as he begins to rouse awake and Hawks can’t help but beam.

Soon sleepy electric blues open in a daze and his love shifts uncomfortably. Hawks having none of that, rubs his lower back and the Bottom of his loves belly and a happy sigh of relief leaves Touya. Before those eyes shift awake and dart to where Hawks is. The tears are immediate and Touya struggles to lift himself to hug Keigo. So Keigo bends down and hugs him as close as Touya’s belly allows. Their child Kicking as if they’re greeting Keigo and welcoming him home too.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I knew you’d worry about us and end up getting hurt. So I waited.”

“And?”

“And…I wasn’t sure how you’d react. We never talked about this Kei. I guess i was scared?”

Kissing his Snowflake, Keigo holds him tight. Touching their foreheads together he mumbles, “You’ve made me so happy. Thank you Touya.”

Tearing up and sniffling, blushing in embarrassment when Keigo huffs out a laugh, “emotional huh there babe?” Touya bumps Keigo’s forehead lightly, a smile Etching onto his face. “Thank you for coming back to us safely Kei. We missed you.”

Later that evening as Keigo rubs Touya’s feet, gazing at his love watching as he eats fried chicken covered in chocolate syrup and honey barbecue sauce. The fried chicken and honey barbecue Definitely giving away that its Hawks child in there, he smiles. Committing this image to memory, happy to be home. Safe with Touya and their future nugget.

🍁 fin 🍁

#bnha #mha #dabihawks #dabi #touya todoroki #fluff #military hawks #au #dabihawks headcanon #mha dabi #dabi todoroki #keigo fluff #hawks bnha #bnha keigo #keigo takami headcanons #takami keigo #mpreg

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Your top five 🌊 Fanfics? Any fandom works

Running on Air by eleventy7

Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.

This is one of the first fanfics I read seriously, and I did it the day before my prelims paper.

I still don't regret it--this is one of the most hauntingly gorgeous things that I have ever read and builds up in a fantastic slow-burn with a shroud of mystery wrapped around it. Cannot recommend it enough.

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by reiya

‘…Of all the rivalries in the world of sports over the years, perhaps none has become so legendary as that of Russian figure skater Viktor Nikiforov and his rival, Japanese Yuuri Katsuki…’

A single event changes the course of Yuuri’s life, throwing him into a bitter rivalry with Viktor Nikiforov that spans across his entire skating career. But as the years go on, rivalry and hatred begin to develop into something very different and Yuuri doesn’t seem to be able to stay away, no matter how hard he tries.

Hatred and love are two sides of the same coin and even though everything changes, some things are still meant to be.

This is beautiful. I absolutely adore this au, with an amazing enemies to lovers scenario.

It is a what it could have been, perhaps even more dramatic than the original, and somehow, some things turn out the same anyway.

The Art of Burning by @hella1975

Zuko had never excelled at anything. Azula was a prodigy. Uncle always knew what to say. And Father... Father was strong, iron-like. But Zuko had only ever been good at surviving. Putting one foot in front of the other in a grim show of stubborn determination, gritting his teeth and bearing it. Survival was all he had ever been taught. He knew how to do it. So when he was kidnapped by the Southern Water Tribe, he expected to fight as he always had. He didn’t expect to be taught instead how to live.

In a warring land, the Water Tribe forgave the enemy in an act of defiance. For this, he was torn from them, and this time, his wounds won't heal so easily.

Forced back into nothing but survival, the last person Zuko expected to see was Hakoda's son. Hakoda was a promise of safety. The relentless blue of Sokka’s eyes was a promise of happiness. Zuko could have both if he just reached out his hands, but he found them clutching into fists. After all, he’d been burned one too many times.

But hey, at least between Hakoda and Sokka, Zuko could appreciate the family resemblance of pure, asinine stubbornness.

Can I just say how amazing this fic is?

I went into it for the zukka and instead got an absolute masterpiece, with some of the best character dynamics, plot and stunning writing.

I love it so much and I know that this is another one that I will keep coming back to when it's done.

Anachronism by chellethewriter

Catra clenches her fists. She won’t let it happen. She won’t endanger their future. “We can’t change anything. We’ll just have to wait, and do everything the same way we did before.”

Adora grabs Catra’s shoulders. Her grip is so tight, it’s nearly painful. “But do you realize what that means for us? Playing along. Letting things go the exact same way as before–”

Catra’s expression darkens. “I know,” she says, struggling to keep her voice from trembling. “You’ll have to leave. We’ll have to be enemies again.”

*** Years after defeating Horde Prime, Catra and Adora inexplicably wake up in the past—on the day that Adora first found the sword. If they're going to make it back to the present, they'll have to relive their past from start to finish, pretending to be enemies despite being in love. Despite being married. Despite knowing exactly how the story ends.

But it's not easy, waging war against the person you love most.

Okay, it's not easy to make Catra and Adora's past even more painful but this one really takes the cake.

Going through these horrible, painful events--pitted against the person you love most once again, just to get back to the future you remember?

It is breathtaking, highly recommend.

area cryptid upset no one bothered to inform him of his tragic backstory by crimsonseekers

“My life is a nightmare,” Dabi muttered blankly.

“Nah, this is hilarious,” Hawks said, and while he wasn’t explicitly laughing, Dabi knew that those weird little chirps he was letting out were pointed at him. “Imagine if we go through all this effort and you don’t even have some sort of dramatic background or tragic backstory to justify you being this emo, you’re just a hot topic junkie or something.”

“That’s fucking worse.”

Or,

Dabi has amnesia and keeps reading conspiracy theories about himself in an attempt to figure out who he is, gets the League in on it, and they dismantle organized crime, revolutionize society, and ravage the hero system in the process. Hawks suffers.

Dabihawks is such a good ship and this is god tier content right here. I read this fic and then two days later immediately reread it. Enough said.

(I really shot myself in the foot with the whole top 5 so instead, I'm just giving all the top fics from the fandoms that I have)

Lynchpin by @shanastoryteller

He can’t get Jin Guangyao’s words out of his head.

If he’d only believed in Wei Wuxian, if he’d only been willing to stand up for him, could it all have been avoided?

Yunmeng Siblings get to live happily ever after because Jiang Cheng changes the timeline.

The fix-it fic where the entire cultivation world is saved from ruination with the help of time travel and a good bit of communication.

Company by galori

You’ve never minded eating alone (before.)

Or: Asami and Korra are both intelligent, just in different ways.

Modern au where Asami is the CEO of a company with the stain of her father's legacy and Korra is an ecologist who wants to create and protect to the best of her abilities. Their paths intersect and once they do, there is no untangling them.

Not enough people have read this--everyone go read this now, it is absolutely amazing.

Okay, I have so many more fics that I want to talk about because these are all my novel-length fics but for now, here's my bookmarks (I love them all)

#fanfics #harry potter #drarry #yoi #victuuri #taob #atla #zukka #catradora #spop #dabihawks #bnha #mha #mdzs #yunmeng trio #wangxian #korrasami #tlok

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were-all-going-to-hell-goodbye · 3 years

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Hero...? [DabiHawks Duet]

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This is an idea that came to me while I was listening to the above video. I recomment watching it all the way through first and then playing it again as you read. This is new for me since I’ve never written like this before nor have I written Hawks OR Dabi so be gentle with the critics please. @alto-march-of-death

Some heroes and villains are clashing and above it all Hawks is flying as fast as he can towards the bursts of blue flames

He’s not supposed to be here

The winged hero gets there in time to see Dabi getting ready to kill his opponent

Just as his quirk activates, hawks swept down and grabs him, speeding to their safe house

He gets there and lands on the roof near the hatch

His lover is almost dead weight at this point and it’s a struggle to get him inside.

Once inside, Dabi steadies himself and pushes Hawks away heading towards his room in which he keeps first aid.

Hawks stands in the middle of the living room for the first time in his life not knowing what to do.

It takes 10 minutes for him to seek out his lover.

Watching Dabi trying to stich up a small, but deep cut in his side suddenly brings a bone deep weariness to Hawks.

What are you doing, Dear? Aren’t you tired...?

Dabi barely spares him a glance

What are you doing here? I don’t think that you were invited.

He finished his stiches and grabbed his jacket, swinging it over his shoulders as he tried to make his way past his lover

Hawks grips his arm.

“Dabi, what are you doing? You can’t keep doing shit like this! I can’t always be there to bail you out--”

Dabi sighs heavily

Here you go again, pretending like you love me.

He rips his arm out of the hero’s grip and looks at him with contempt

When just beneath the surface, you're convinced that you're above me.

Hawks backs up in confusion before stepping closer to Dabi

Dig deep, into the past. I've never been one for doing things half-assed.

He steps in front of Dabi to look him in the face

If I'm here to save you, I'll be here forever!

Dabi scoffs, throwing his hand, and turns to walk away

Hawks grips tightly to Dabi’s jacket, trying to get him to stay

Just take my hand, I'll be your knight in shining armor...!

All is silent, nobody moves

Dabi laughs bitterly, with little humor

You think (Heh) you're a hero?

Dabi spins around and starts stalking towards Hawks as he backs up step for step

And they'll tell you, you are!

Hawks’ wings thump against the wall as Dabi stops a few feet in front of him, his arms spread wide

So stoic and handsome...

He says mockingly

And you've come so far!

Hawks reaches out once more, but stops at Dabi’s dark look

You think you're a villain...

Hawks pauses

But I know you're not.

Dabi scoffs and looks away

Hawks pushes away from the wall and gets chest to chest with Dabi

Under all that angst and anger

Dabi speaks over him as he snaps in Hawks’ face

Is a beating, human heart.

Is a dying, broken heart.

Dabi pushes Hawks back against the wall as he pins him there, and Hawks sheds his feathers so they wouldn’t get in the way

Hey, what about the lonely little boys!?

Hawks flinches back as the dots begin to connect

I’m sorry!

Dabi pushes on, throwing a punch at the wall right over Hawks’ shoulder

What about his monsters, who prevailed!?

Hawks clings to Dabi’s jacket

I’m sorry!

Dabi clutches his wrists tightly

You never came to save my world.

Dabi rips Hawks’ hands off his coat hard enough to throw them into the wall

What about me!

Hawks grabs for Dabi again, but misses as he backs away

What about us!

Dabi begins walking out so Hawks cuts him off, his hands held out his front of him, palms facing Dabi

I recognize that you're upset, I know they did you wrong!

Dabi grabs Hawks collar, pulling him in close to snarl in his face

Oh, you know nothing of me.

Hawks holds on to Dabi’s hands

Trust me, please believe me, this won't stop the hurt for long...!

Hawks grabs Dabi’s face, turning it down to meet his gaze

We don't need to end like this, look me in my eyes

Dabi refuses to look at him, choosing to look past him

Here comes the hero complex!

Hawks pushes Dabi’s arms down, hugging him around the middle

You call yourself a villain

Dabi doesn’t hold him back

I know I'm the villain

This time it’s Hawks talking over Dabi

but you're the one who lies....

but we both know it's a disguise....

Dabi jerks himself from Hawks’ hold, making sure to put some distance between them

So, you're back at it again...

His skin starts to smoke

Twisting and manipulating EVERY WORD I'VE SAID!

Hawks starts to lose his patience, screaming by the end of his sentence, tears in his eyes

Come on, you know that's not true, I'm just trying to help you!

LET ME HELP YOU!

Dabi makes a cutting motion with his hand, sparks flying out

Some land on Hawks’ exposed skin, neither notice

You are not my hero!

Both stop, their ragged breaths ringing around the room.

Once Dabi get better control of his emotions, he continues

You don't know how it felt.

Dabi runs his hand roughly against his scalp, the faint smell of burning hair quickly filling the air

What else could you do with the cards that I've been dealt...?

Hawks’ head is facing down, his hair shadowing his face, hiding everything but the tears shining their way down his face.

You are not the villain!

Hawks reaches out his hand towards Dabi, palm up, the unsteadiness of it all too obvious with its shaking.

You once held my hand....

Dabi doesn’t even attempt to reach out to him

Hawks loses the strength to stand, his hand still weakly out stretched towards his former lover on the ground, palm up. The other is laying limply beside him

He is no longer shaking

Minutes pass and Hawks hears heavy footsteps walking away from him

Stand up

Hawks slowly looks up to find Dabi standing in the door way, his back to him.

Get out

Dabi steps out into the hallway, one hand on the doorknob

Before he shuts the door on his way out, he stops and angles his head towards his shoulder, his eyes still nowhere near Hawks’ forlorn form

Sometimes things don't go as planned.

The door closes

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ao3feed-todoroki · 3 years

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Fried or Scrambled?

Fried or Scrambled? by plutopie

Keigo let out a chuckle, the gorgeous, melodious laugh that sounded like angels and singing birds and more often than not, Dabi losing another round of Mario Kart.

‘What? I'm hungry!’ he said. ‘Go, before I start shooting feathers at you.’ --- Just some Dabihawks being adorable and in love <3

Words: 942, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Takami Keigo | Hawks

Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Takami Keigo | Hawks

Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Domestic, they're in LOVE your honour, Living Together, Their life is vague, Dabi is a Todoroki, Disgustingly sweet, featuring eggs and my 3am dabihawks brainrot, canon is but a loose guideline, Not Canon Compliant

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33588343

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Hotwings #♥#Dabihawks #Touyahawks #Hotwings #🔥#🏮#🐦#⚣#R:G #A:Plutopie #Fluff

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ao3feed-hawks · 3 years

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Fried or Scrambled?

Fried or Scrambled? by plutopie

Keigo let out a chuckle, the gorgeous, melodious laugh that sounded like angels and singing birds and more often than not, Dabi losing another round of Mario Kart.

‘What? I'm hungry!’ he said. ‘Go, before I start shooting feathers at you.’ --- Just some Dabihawks being adorable and in love <3

Words: 942, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Takami Keigo | Hawks

Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Takami Keigo | Hawks

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33588343

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Hotwings #♥#Dabihawks #Hotwings #⚣#R:G #A:Plutopie #Fluff

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1-800-sunset · 4 years

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Okay I got a college Dabihawks quirkless AU ft. Trans Keigo

Keigo is just another broke college student who made it in on a scholarship. Even though he was on a scholarship, living in an apartment with his best friend Rumi was hard. Not to mention Testerone shots weren’t cheap. Thankfully Rumi’s family has always had his back. When they were still in high school, it was thanks to them that he was able to get top surgery and get his name changed. His home life was pretty tough; his mom and dad were both terrible people. His dad was always in and out of jail and when he was home he would hurt his mom and him. But his mom wasn’t any better; she also took out her anger on him and would abuse substances. In eighth grade he was kicked out of the house when his mom went through his phone and found out he was Trans. Rumi’s family swooped in so quickly to take him under their custody. It’s not like either of his parents cared enough to fight them in a custody battle. Rumi had always been there for him. The Usagiyamas offered to pay for his college tuition but Keigo couldn’t let them do that so in High School he worked his butt off to go on a scholarship. Sure he was intelligent but he also put in the wok to earn what he wanted. The college he attended had one of those student program jobs which he gladly accepted the one where he got to work in the library. It just made sense to him since he was an English major.

His favorite class had to be poetry. Sure he loved to read novels and add little notes in the margins but he has always felt comfort in poetry. Poetry was what kept him alive on those dark days in his parents’ old trailer. But it was sometimes hard to focus in that class because there was a guy who sat behind him in the next aisle that was always staring at him. He went by the name Dabi, whenever the teacher tried to say his name he would always cut her off. Dabi dressed like your stereotypical delinquent, always sporting ripped jeans and leather jacket. His nose, ears, and mouth pierced, tattoos that ran down his neck and arms and not to mention his hair was obviously dyed black. On the days Keigo really wasn’t having it he would turn around and send him a death glare as a way to tell him to cut it out. Dabi unfazed would just smirk back at him, earning an eye roll from Keigo who clearly gave up.

If the staring in class wasn’t enough Dabi eventually found out that Keigo’s worked in the library and soon started to show up there to the dismay of Keigo. This guy sure did like to bother him. Rumi after telling her what was going on, laughed and said Dabi was probably trying to get with him. Keigo only laughed and threw his pillow at her. No way a guy like him was trying to get with Keigo. One day Keigo got sick and couldn’t make it to his job. But Rumi needed to meet up with a partner to work on a project in the library. There she found Dabi who seemed like he was looking for someone. Just from the description that Keigo gave her, she was able to figure out that he was Dabi. So she decided to help the guy out a little. She sat across from him, and he looked up at her in a way that told her to scram. She just smirked.

“Keigo’s not here today. He got sick yesterday and it’s taken him awhile to recover.”

His blue eyes widened in surprise because he didn’t expect her to know why he was here.

“The name’s Rumi. I’m his sister.” She said while extending her hand to him which he reluctantly shook. She knew that he was questioning their relation since they looked nothing alike.

“Dabi. Now why are you telling me this?”

“Look Dabi, Keigo may be obvious but I am not. I know what you are trying to do.”

Her suspicions were correct in the way that his cheeks flushed and diverted his eyes.

“Normally I would threaten to rip you apart but I decided I was gonna take pity on you and give you a hand.” His eyes lit up in a way that reminded her of a puppy. Oh yes he may be just what Keigo needs.

“Keigo loves sweets. Sugar is his favorite thing in the world.That bastard has the fastest metabolism I have ever seen; he could eat desserts for days without gaining a single pound. If you want to get to his heart go through his stomach. Bring him poetry god he loves poetry more than life itself.” Rumi said with a soft look in her eye. She got up from her seat and before walking away Dabi spoke.

“How do you know if you can trust me.”

“I don’t.”

“.... thank you” was all Dabi could mutter, earning a smile from Rumi.

Dabi decided to take Rumi’s advice and started to bring Keigo sweets before their class started. Keigo was surprised to say the least that Dabi was giving him food but he wasn’t going to turn away sugar and would accept it. Making Dabi smile at him. He sure was confused to why he was doing this but hey free food is free food. On the days he worked. Dabi would stop with the whole staring at him from afar and snarky remarks when checking out books. Instead he would lean over and talk to him about their class and discuss their different analyses. Turns out Dabi had some pretty solid points. Dabi would sometimes even slide a poetry book over to him and every time he would try and return it he would refuse insisting Keigo keep it. Keigo’s reaction would always be to smile and look down at the floor as he hugged the book. Dabi’s heart would flutter at his smile only making him want to bring it out even more. One night when Keigo was leaving work Dabi decided to ask him if he would want to go to a local cafe. Keigo originally said no but his stomach eventually gave in. Dabi was ecstatic and they ate together. It was during this time that Dabi realized how much smaller Keigo was compared to him.This became their routine. Keigo would always try to fight him on paying the bill but Dabi would always win. He used his card so damn often that Keigo was definitely worried for his credit score. Dabi would only give him a lopsided smile and assure him that it was fine.

Rumi one night asks him how was his date with Dabi in which he denies it is a date. But the thought stays in his head and he can’t help but think were all those trips to eat were dates. The next day he doesn’t even look at Dabi; he's too caught up in his own mind. This stresses Dabi the fuck out because he doesn’t know if he accidentally did something to make the blond mad at him. So at Keigo’s job he asks if he did something wrong. Keigo really can’t bring himself to lie to the guy he really grew to like.

“Dabi… were all those trips to go eat together dates?” He asked not to look at him jut in case he was wrong he wouldn’t have to see the rejection.

Dabi sheepishly rubbed his neck debating whether or not to tell the truth.

“Well um uh yes…”

“Oh…” blush rising on both their faces.

“Look Keigo, I really like you and I want to continue to go on those kinds of dates. But if you don’t I um… understand.” He was able to push out laying it all on the line.

“ I want to.. I mean yes I will go on more dates with you.” Keigo was able to say as the blush on his face grew darker. Dabi’s entire face lit up in happiness.

They start to date each other doing normal things aside from eating out. Dabi goes out of his way to shower Keigo with both gifts. Dabi really liked to show his affection physically in the forms of hugging and kissing. But sometimes they would start to get frisky which would always freak him out because he hasn’t told Dabi he was trans. He was mostly afraid. He really liked Dabi but he was so afraid of him breaking up with him. Dabi never pushed him to tell him what was wrong and would drop it, opting to hold him instead. One instance he decides to tell him the truth, he expected him to maybe yell at him in betrayal but instead he got a kiss. Dabi reassured him that he still liked him even if he was trans. Things start to get easier after that and Dabi even begins to help buy his testosterone shots, even bringing him cookies as a treat to make him feel better.

Eventually they talk about their childhoods. When Keigo tells him, he has to physically stop Dabi from getting up to try and hunt his garbage parents down. He explains how he doesn’t care about them anymore and the Usagiyamas are his true family. Dabi reveals that he is actually Touya Todoroki, son of Enji Todoroki, a well known billionaire. His dad was a terrible person, Dabi told Keigo of all the things he did to his family like the physical, emotional and mental abuse they had to endure. This drove them apart. After his mom finally divorced his dad, he was legally obligated to give all members of his family a generous amount of money per month. Dabi used his on his college tuition and then later used it to shower his boyfriend with sweets and gifts. Dabi found it hard to talk with his family without feeling overwhelmed with bitter resentment for his dad. That night they just hold each other not wanting to let go.

During winter break Keigo decides to invite Dabi to celebrate Christmas with him and Rumi’s family. Dabi was reluctant but eventually gave in. The Usagiyamas were one of the nicest people Dabi has ever met and he was glad that they were able to care for Keigo for all these years. Rumi’s parents take a liking to him and unofficially make him a part of their family. It’s after this trip that Dabi realizes he misses his family. With Keigo by his side he reaches out to them and they decide to get together for New Year’s. Keigo offers him a gentle squeeze of his hand when that day arrives and they are in front of his sister’s door. He looks into Keigo’s golden eyes and gives him a nervous smile. Everything was going to be okay.

#dabihawks #bnha takami keigo #bhna hawks #bnha dabi #takami keigo #dabi #Dabihawks college au #trans hawks #trans keigo takami

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Memoirs of a Geisha Dabihawks AU (kinda???)

Hello everyone, hope you are doing well! I come here with another au.

By looking to my library, I came with the inspiration of Memoirs of a Geisha. For anyone who hasn't watched/read the book, is about the life of a woman who from the daughter of a poor fisherman, got sold into a okiya (a Geisha house) and thought he hardships of life, she became one of the most renowned Geisha in her time, in the WWII specifically. So, this au will be in that timeline (insert evil laugh)

So, in this au, Keigo Takami, son of a thief, got sold by his own mom into an okiya, making him pass as a girl, little Keigo traveled to Fukuoka, scared and without knowing what was going to happen to him,

He arrives there, fighting nail and tooth to get away from them, in a middle of a fight, his gender is being discovered by the Mother of the House.

(AGAIN, by reading some of this Geisha kind of stuff, is that NO MAN enters a Geisha house, well, only 1 and is usually the ones who helps the Maiko and Meiko with the kimonos and stuff (those things are heavy af))

Before he is thrown out to the streets, the Mother decides to use him, not as a Geisha (that would only bring shame to the house and her name!) but maybe as someone who would be as someone who helped the same house: as one who helped her Geishas to dress up correctly. A good investment to spy on other's manors as well too, even if the idea of making Keigo a Taikomochi, it wouldn't bring more results.

(a Taikomochi, is like a male Geisha, but instead is like a buffoon, so I WON'T GO OVER THERE AND I HAVE A GOOD DAMNED REASON WHY KEIGO DOESN'T BECOME A DRAG.)

Out of spite, Keigo escapes from there and lives on the streets for days, living by small works and a pay by day. Without a home to go back to and no family, he thought that his days were over, he barely had any money for a piece of bread, that's were his savior, a red haired kid offered him a piece of chicken in a stick and a light blue handkerchief with it. That kid was Touya, who for the last days, he have seen a girl (Keigo), with large blonde hair, working different jobs and not eating anything.

That was the first and last time that Keigo saw Touya, after being called out by his mom and had to leave him in the street. It was that small act of kindness, that Keigo used to accept that Mother's offer, or see if she still had the offer on the table.

She, of course, shut the door in his face without having a word, and yet, Keigo persisted on accepting that job for days, even if that meant serve her for whatever her desires were.

Convinced by his words, she opens her wings and invests in the kid's education, for clothe design and to teach him the clothes of a Geisha.

He burned with determination, of finding once again that red haired kid and stand besides him until his last breath.

Years passed, Keigo lived many winters in Fukuoka, learning whatever he could from any type of clothes, to be come the best of the best. Keeping his mind at work, and his heart at his savior, one who he kept watching him grow from far away, losing his smile as time passed as well. Keigo couldn't do anything but pray for Touya's happiness.

By the time, Keigo became a well renowned clothe designer who somehow, ended up in places that weren't usually visited or any tea house.

In a sumo match he met once again with Touya and got near him with the intent to befriend him, yet, by not recognizing him at all, Touya only gave the young man a cold sarcastic comment of his work, and yet, Keigo continued with his attempts of becoming friends with Touya.

The process is slow, it took years for Touya to open up and see Keigo as a friend... Until it became more later.

Touya never took interest in women, except for the one he helped when he was a kid, only to have his heart broken by never seeing her again. With his life becoming a living hell in the same samurai house he lived in, only anger and hatred bloosomed in his heart.

Until Keigo came, like a hawk, entering into his life with talons grippin his blinding hate and shattering enough to make him see again.

He was in love with a man. An independent man with intelligent eyes and an ambitious career, despite what his father said by his friend's career and the lack of masculinity and honor of it.

(Fun fact, homosexuality in Japan, or Asia in general, has been in history for a good time, but it later started being seen as something wrong and bad (I just investigated that, sue me))

After years of dancing around as friends, they both realize that their feelings are too big to hold from the other and have an a passionate love confession.

Things were great for a good time, but, that was the calm of the storm.

War made its presence with news of reclutiong men who were able to not only hold a sword, but ones who had the desire to fight for their honor and the sake of their country.

Touya, being a hot head, applies to the army, not before making a promise with his lover of coming back to him once the war was over and live in peace, both of them. With that promise, Touya left.

However, Enji discovered the secret and sickening relationship of his son and Keigo, that made him furious, enough to be blinded by rage and his own pride, that with the righr connection, he sends his son's batallion to the front lines, hoping to get rid of the trash and bring some honor to his family.

Touya was in fact, alive, surviving by mere luck and will. He knew that his father sent him in the front lines with the hope of him dying in war. But that wouldn't happen, he was going to survive and spend the rest of his days with Keigo, living in peace, far away from his father.

He no longer received any letters from Kei, thinking of multiple scenarios where the letterman had an accident or something, or even his father somehow interfering with their letters. That was until he heard about the bombing in Fukuoka, near the zone where Keigo lived and worked.

All reason abandoned his mind and soul, not wanting to belive the possibilities of Kei being killed... Until a letter from his sister arrived of not being able to find Keigo; Touya fought like an animal, not caring anymore if he lived or not. Not caring if the burns from the tank disfigured his body and face with terrible purple patches of burnt skin.

And somehow, he still survived for the next months in a military hospital with terrible conditions.

He never thought that coming home, damaged beyond repair, would be so painful and lonely. Only to see the destroyed house of Keigo in the ground.

Touya became a living burned doll, with no much will left in his mind to give life more fight. He was just... Tired and lost, with no more reason to stay in that damned world without his friend... His lover.

Months go by by a flash, with him visiting Keigo's home once or twice, to live with the reminder of the future that he lost.

Until he saw a familiar blonde, one who looked at him with shock and euphoria. Both of them running towards the other to see if it was a delusion from grieve. It wasn't.

Keigo had a huge scar in his face, covering almost half of it, and one in his back, with the resemblance of wings and more scars, as if he went to the fight as well. Turns out, Keigo was in the bombing, but helped others to escape from destroyed houses and buildings until he passed out staying constantly in a battle agaisnt death itself.

Both of them, glad that the other survived until the very end... End up building their own life from what was destroyed.

(For those who are curious, Touya ended up with the nickname in war as Dabi, one who cremated every enemy who dared to cross his path. After finding Keigo alive, he somehow becomes very conscious of his scars and deformation in his body, but Keigo is there to love every part of him, and overcome the trauma that war created in their minds)

[sorry if this is large and has more mistakes and lack of sense, it's too late for me, but I wouldn't be able to sleep without writing this thing)

The end

#dabi x hawks #Dabihawks #Dabihawks au #Dabi #touya todoroki #Keigo takami #Hawks #Bnha #Au #My writing #Dabi bnha #Hawks bnha #Also #This au started writing itself as I started writing it here #I hoenslty hope you ge tto enjoy this #I'll probably write a fic about this with more details #I'm. Sorry if there is any grammar mistake #english is not my first language

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ghostie-writes-kink · 3 years

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I’d Love You Anywhere

DabiHawks

KinkTober Day 2: Acrophilia

AO3 or Under the Read More

“What’s this about, pretty bird?” Dabi asks, kicking away a stray branch.

It probably wasn’t the best idea to follow the hero so deep into the forest with no back up, but that seems to be something they do as of late. Trust each other. It’s a lot easier than Dabi thought it would be. It sets him on edge, yet exhilarates him at the same time.

It makes him want to burn the bird alive.

“You remember what we talked about yesterday?” Keigo asks, keeping his voice forcibly light.

As if they hadn’t spent all of yesterday crying on Keigo’s cold apartment floor, grieving old wounds that never got the chance to heal.

Dabi tilts his head, and with a sick grin he says, “Here to take me out of my misery, birdie?”

He says it to keep Keigo on his level of uncomfortability, and they both know it. Vulnerability is something Dabi isn’t comfortable with, probably never will be after the life he’s lived. That just makes it mean more to the hero when he tries, but that doesn’t mean he’ll do it nicely.

“Something like that,” Keigo says, to Dabi’s surprise.

Usually when Dabi brings it up, the idea of one of them harming the other, Hawks becomes cold. He doesn’t like speaking in metaphors and what ifs. He never plays along with Dabi’s sick sense of humor, not when it comes to the two of them. It might be endearing, if Dabi wasn’t so fucked emotionally.

He narrows his eyes and Keigo blinks innocently.

“What stupid idea do you have now?” he asks.

Keigo gives him that look . The one where what he has to say is going to hurt, but it’s going to be for Dabi’s own good. He hates that look.

Keigo steps forward and takes Dabi’s face in his hands, and he hates the way him gently running his thumbs under Dabi’s left eye makes his nerves settle even more than he hates the look.

“You told me that you hate feeling like someone is ashamed of you, after your father kept you from public eye and pretends like you don’t exist at all,” Keigo says, and Dabi tries not to wince as his vulnerable moment is shoved back in his face, “and I think I’ve come up with something that will curb that fear in you, when it comes to me. To us.”

“I’m not afraid of anything,” Dabi sneers, but the effect his mean look could’ve had is immediately lost when he melts as Keigo pulls him forward to kiss his brow.

“Of course not,” Keigo chirps, “because they’re nothing to be afraid of, and I’m going to prove it to you.”

Dabi raises an eyebrow in suspicion. “And how, pray tell, do you plan to do that?”

Keigo grins, and leans forward to press his lips to Dabi’s ear. He forces himself to stay still as Keigo’s hands stop their soothing motion, and cup his face with new intentions.

“I’m going to show you off,” he purrs, using his grip on Dabi’s jaw to keep him in place when he nearly yanks back.

“Oh?” Dabi asks, pissed that the idea makes him breathless.

Pissed that he’s excited for whatever it is his bird brain came up with. Pissed that he’s thrilled that Keigo believes him worthy of being shown off.

“Obviously I can’t do it somewhere busy, like the city,” Keigo says, and Dabi tries not to let his heart sink, because it’s stupid. Keigo doesn’t need to say why he can’t, but he does anyways, because he sees the look on Dabi’s face. “For what both of us have planned, it would never work. You’d lose your connections to the heroes, and I’d lose well. My entire life, basically, but I can do it here. Take you to the clouds and fuck you for mother nature herself to see. Would you like that, baby?”

Dabi tries to turn his head to glare at him, because yes obviously he’d like that, but all he achieves is Hawks’ fingers digging deeper into his skin. He opts to whimper instead, because he knows it drives the hero wild.

“Hold on tight,” is the only warning Dabi gets.

Keigo lifts him off of the ground and barely spares a moment to let Dabi get comfortable in his arms before bending his knees and sending them into the air. Dabi’s stomach lurches and he clings onto the hero for all he’s worth.

“A warning would’ve been nice!” he hisses in the bird’s ear.

Keigo just laughs and flaps his wings to take them higher. Dabi squeezes his eyes shut and buries his face in the hero’s neck until he stops hearing the wind rush by. Keigo’s wings find a steady rhythm to keep them mostly in place once he’s satisfied with the height. Dabi keeps his eyes steadily trained just past Keigo’s shoulder, making sure not to look down.

“I’ll catch you if you fall, but if you want this to happen, I need you to be a good boy for me and hold on while I get our pants down, okay?” Keigo says.

Dabi’s fingers curl into the back of Keigo’s shirt at the prospect of being a good boy. Telling Keigo he’s weak in the knees for praise, something that seems so far out of reach for someone that lives the way he does, was the most nerve wracking yet rewarding thing he’s ever done.

Everything nerve wracking Keigo somehow makes worth it, so he holds on tight and lets Keigo undress them the minimum amount for Keigo to make good on his promise.

He can’t imagine how they’d look to onlookers, with Dabi holding onto Keigo so tightly his knuckles are white, waiting patiently for the praises he so craves as Keigo preps him. He thinks he might get it when Keigo brings his lips to his ear, but it’s just a soft apology for the weird warmth of the lube that had been crammed into one of Keigo’s many pockets.

He digs his fingers in deeper as a reminder, but Keigo still doesn’t say anything close to what Dabi wants from him. It takes a minute of the most awkward shuffling around of limbs Dabi has ever experienced to find a position that works. Ultimately, Dabi ends up with his arms around Keigo’s neck and his legs up around Keigo’s waist for him to line it up right.

“You’re going to have to do most of the work,” Keigo says, kissing Dabi’s neck as an apology.

Dabi accidentally looked down while they were moving around, and it takes a dizzying moment for him to realize what Keigo means. Dabi uses his legs to pull Keigo in, and whimpers at the feeling. The world spins around him as Keigo uses Dabi’s hips to push himself in completely, and Dabi’s body takes it all. Keigo waits until Dabi taps his shoulder twice, his signal to go, before quickly settling into their usual rhythm.

Dabi’s eyes snap open as the realization hits him. They’ve done this enough that they’ve found a rhythm that they like, Keigo cares enough to carry him to the clouds on tired wings just to stamp down some insecurity his father left deep within him.

They weren’t supposed to be like this . It was supposed to be a one time thing, something stupid they’d done when they’d both nearly died in a mission Shigaraki was too impatient to prepare for.

Toga and Twice had nearly died along with them and Dabi had so many emotions running through him he thought might explode. His options at the time were yelling at Shigaraki or riding Keigo’s dick like his life depended on it, and somehow they got here .

They’re miles off of the ground because Dabi can’t stand being someone’s dirty little secret, even if it is optimal for both of their survivals. Keigo listened to him, really heard his words, and found a solution that worked without really giving them away.

Something in Dabi cracks, and he finds himself sniffling against Keigo’s neck, receiving the best dick of his life. The hero doesn’t even say anything, just holds a little tighter, groans a little louder. He mouths at the spot behind Dabi’s ear that sends a spike of heat through his gut, and Dabi moans. “That’s it, good boy,” Keigo finally says, emphasizing it with a particularly rough thrust. Dabi throws his head back with his lips parted, but he can’t muster up any kind of sound to make, too afraid it’d just be a sob. “Cum for me.”

It’s a demand, emphasised by the way Keigo digs his greedy fingers into Dabi’s ass, and his body happily complies. Dabi sinks into the love/hate feeling of being overstimulated as Keigo uses his body to bring himself to completion, and all Dabi can think is he loves me, he loves me, he loves.

Keigo murmurs praises into every inch of Dabi’s skin he can find on their way down to the ground, mostly consisting of the right side of his face, and Dabi feels the safest and most secure he’s ever felt in his life. It’s bitter, to find that sort of comfort and safety he’s supposed to find in family in someone else, but also oh so sweet.

Keigo lands and takes a moment to just hold Dabi, and he’d lie through his teeth if anyone asked, but he takes his time to enjoy it.

When they pull apart, Keigo rests a worried hand on his cheek and says, “Were you crying?”

Dabi forces himself to not jerk back from his hand.

Instead, he smiles slowly and says, “Does this mean I’m technically part of the mile high club now?”

Keigo’s face loses all concern, and he frowns. Dabi knows it’s coming, but does nothing to prevent the feather that traps him against a tree.

“I’ll let you down when you learn how to behave,” Kiego says.

Dabi laughs, but he doesn’t burn away the feathers. Keigo claimed not to be able to feel them, but that’s a bold faced lie. He’s seen the way he winces when the commission breaks spare ones in half, and Dabi won’t do that to him.

Because that’s what they do now. They trust each other to not hurt each other, unless it’s to heal old wounds.

Dabi sighs and leans his head back against the wood. He doesn’t know what or how, but Keigo reached something deep inside him, and let it finally scabbed over.

#dabihawks #dabi x hawks #Dabi x Keigo #kinktober #acrophilia #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #boku no hero fanfic #dabihawks fanfic

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caandlelit · 5 years

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suddenly imagining this au where dabi gets his whole big fight with endeavor like he always wanted and there are cameras and other pro heroes on the way and he finally has a platform to ruin endeavor

and when he starts talking, jeering at endeavor

'father dearest'

while everyone watches silent and shocked, he just grins widely and insanely and shoots out jets of blue flames hotter than a terrified, white faced endeavor's own weakened orange sparks

and emboldened he screams out his story of how endeavor abused him and his mother and his little brother and it disgusts him it was never looked into that endeavors eldest was hospitalized and then disappeared without a trace at the tender age of sixteen

and people start joining in

people tweeting their own stories and lining up in front of the cameras to talk about either endeavor or other pro heroes they can testify against, suddenly courageous, cause if this moron can do it they can too, exposing false heroes who have no right to stand up there known to the public as protectors when they dont deserve it

and the heroes arrive and hawks, who knew this was going to happen because of course dabi was gonna do this

last night he'd kissed hawks' sweaty collarbone and whispered a love confession against his skin and hawks had guessed in that moment that he was about to pull some life threathening shit

he catches a tired (but still grinning fiercely) dabi before he drops of exhaustation and aizawa uses his quirk on endeavor and hawks sends his feathers to take him down and into holding with the help of other furious heroes with gritted teeth and tense shoulders, who just wanted to save people and they cant believe they trusted this bitter, toxic man

but like whatever all this happens and after it all dies down and endeavor is jailed for life along with all the other fake heroes, and sweet rei has her own home to live in with her ecstatic kids and they all hug her for a long time

dabi? somehow? becomes kinda like an icon to the kids of his generation

cause what they had needed was a figurehead, a representative who would stand up against the bullshit of the flawed hero society

not a broadshouldered leader like endeavor as hawks had thought when he brushed off the, to him, outrageous sounding idea of a figure like him to be the next all might

hawks could have shouldered the weight of the country easily, but dabi did it carelessly, thoughtlessly, cause it was the thing he'd needed to do. hes no all might but he's one of many people looked up to

suddenly hes a public figure like a hero except not and the entire country fondly refers to him as 'their chaotic good emo son' and he has twitter stans and he has accounts dedicated to updating on news about him which blows his fucking mind because he'd dismissed the dream of being a hero when he realized he wouldnt be able to have a platform to expose endeavor if he was a hero. it was far too complicated, the hero society

and hawks laughs for an hour about dabi's newfound fame then abruptly stops when he realizes #dabihawks is trending on twitter along with a grainy video of dabi collapsing and hawks skidding and kneeling behind him to catch him in his arms

dabi teases him about being his hero hawks.exe has stopped functioning

people want dabi to do an interview and talk about himself and what motivated him and so many other things but he hates pretty much every interviewer who exists only to ask condescending questions and start scandals

so hes like 'nah fuck that shit hawks has a youtube channel'

he does a qna livestream and answers twitter questions like a proper famous millennial

he films in what everyone recognizes as hawks' apartment and he ignores at least twenty questions specifically about that till he cracks and snaps, "yes this is hawks' apartment, yes im rooming with him, yes i pay the fucking rent now can y'all stOP"

deep questions coming in about what motivated him and if he thought about his family while in the league

"the one thing that kept me going from age sixteen to age twentyfour was the thought that i can make life better for my family, i can end their suffering,, and also this mans entire career-"

hawks loses it, giggling into his hand and dabi stares at him fondly from over the camera and the chat goes wild

someone asks what he thought when he met hawks and he laughs

"meeting hawks was like. a joke."

'hey!-'

"sorry babe, but seriously i didnt believe for a second that he wanted to join the league of villains, like look at this guy hes so heroic, he'll stick to the simplest way to save people, always. i didnt want to, but we got closer and i realized it wouldnt be so bad if i let someone in, and i definitely wouldnt mind if its this guy"

'aaaAHH wh- when did u get so smooth you dick'

dabi beams and does a peace sign and hawks makes a strangled noise and covers his face

then less deep questions

"dabi my man congrats on fucking the hot? piece of ? ass that is h-hAWKS- what the FUCK"

*crashing sound as hawks falls over cackling breathlessly*

"hawks did you send this in yourself??? wh- get up and stop laughing u asshole!!"

imagine dabi and hawks as the countrys poster children, adored by literally everyone, and their starcrossed romance is something movies are made about

ok alright maybe perhaps thats too much but whatever i love these morons

#dabihawks #hotwings #dabi #dabi bnha #hawks #hawks bnha #//endeavor #todofam #todoroki rei #hc #hcs

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