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Well well well. MORE Dabihawks

Headcanon that Hawks has at least once carried around a jar of ink and used one of his feathers to write "Hawks was here" somewhere really high up that isn't likely to ever be found. He just really needed to rebel somehow, no matter how small and how unnoticeable.

@ratsrunningaround :3

they call me an undercover agent. the way i’m. under the covers :) cozy in bed :)

'' DEPOLLUTE ME , GENTLE ANGEL ,,

|| pairings: hawks x reader / keigo takami x reader

|| warning: a little suggestive, but it stops, other than that its comfort <3 listen to the song "We'll Never Have Sex" and you'll understand. reverse comfort

|| word count: 0.8k

Hawks. Number two hero in all of Japan. Fastest hero in all the country, youngest too, only age 22 and he was number two. Everyone seemed to want a piece of him, woman, man, anyone. It made sense, of course, he was attractive. He acted carefree, always with a boyish grin on his face and everything he did seemed so effortless. Perhaps that was apart of the problem.

No matter what he did, everyone made their assumptions. Made their ideas, believing him to be a playboy or some sex-driven man. He hated it. Keigo was told to just let it happen, it was good publicity. Especially with how much his fans ate it up, he complied. He let it happen.

That all changed when he met you. Who's hands were never quick, never yearning in a way to get his clothes off. Your hands were soft, gentle. Always caring, never forcing. Keigo didn't understand it, why weren't you trying anything? Why weren't you trying to make him apart of a fantasy?

Your soft lips against his as you sat in his laps, but it wasn't quick. Not 'hot and bothered' as some may speculate, no, it was slow and careful. His hands placed on the small of your back as the two of you kissed. It was a comfort, it was wonderful. Something Keigo always yearns after he finishes a hard day of a hero, to come home where you'd swing by. Watch a movie, make some food, just be together. Sweet kisses exchanged, tonight was no different. The only small change was that those small kisses turned to a small make-out.

You, who'd move your hands just a bit down, down Keigo's chest. He didn't want it to stop, but at the same time it felt like too much. Something he wasn't ready for, not yet at least. The vermillion feathers ruffled behind him as he forced himself to let this happen. You, on the other hand? You stopped and pulled away, cupping his face in your hands as you pressed a gentle kiss on Keigo's scarred cheek.

"Why'd you stop?" Your boyfriends question was barely above a whisper as he held you close. He didn't understand, was he not kissing you well enough? Not being good enough for you?

"Because you wanted to stop," You ran a hand through his messy blonde hair. One that's been kissed by the winds that he flew through during the day. Before he could try to fight back you continued. "I could tell your hesitation, love."

"Dove, we can keep going-"

"When you're ready."

Keigo stared at you with his golden eyes, staring up at you as you mindlessly brushed through his hair with your fingers. Untangling any mess that had happened from the day, taking out any small pieces of dirt or debris from the day. He didn't understand. No, he wasn't a virgin, why were you acting like he was? He held you tighter as he pushed his face into the plush of your neck.

Taking a deep inhale of your scent as he relaxed under your touch.

"Thank you."

You knew how the media treated him, as some sort of sex symbol. Always putting him on a pedestal as the number two hero, fastest hero in all of Japan. It killed you everytime you'd see an article of some made up scandal Keigo was supposedly apart of. You'd compare that article to your boyfriend. The man who'd come home, dragging his feet against the wooden floor. Eyebags under his eyes once he wiped the make up he used to conceal it. He was exhausted, overworked. Yet all the media saw was some one-dimensional man.

With a small hum, you shook your head and pushed a small kiss to your winged boyfriends forehead. Lingering there for a few moments before pulling away. A small smile on your face as you kept your gaze on him.

"You don't need to thank me, Keigs."

"But I should, you-"

You pushed your finger against his lips, a small smirk danced on your lips as you huffed.

"I don't wanna do anything you're not comfortable with. We don't have to do anything soon," With a small sigh, not of disappointment, you pressed your forehead against his. Fluttering your eyes closed as you kept speaking softly. "I kiss you just to kiss you, Keigo. If you don't wanna go too far, we don't have to. I'll be as patient as you need."

Your words hit a chord somewhere in Keigo. He always felt so pressured to do.. Well, anything. Hero work, the Commission, friends, enemies. He had so many things he had to do. But with you? He could go his pace for once. Not Hawks'. Not the man he presented to be, not the fastest hero in Japan. Just Keigo. He could go as slow as he needed, and you'd be there to support him.

"I love you," He whispered softly, his voice trembling just the smallest bit as he kept his emotions in check. Trying not to cry.

"I love you too, my darling."

"I love you," He repeated again. And again. And again. He kept whispering it as he kissed your neck softly, not a tease, not to lead up to something else. But because he could, because he wanted to.

"My gentle angel."

|| GUYS. GUYS. IM CHDBSIUBSIBVIDBLDVSAA i love keigo oml. i love how complex he is, he means sm to me OOOMMMLLLLLL :(( TO BE CLEAR!! im not anti-sex or smth, i js find it interesting to see the difference between hawks and keigo. i can make a whole essay on this

Dabi, Toga and Shigaraki.... 💔

hotguy nation how we feeling

bakugo does that thing where you spread your legs to be at eye level with a much shorter person (he's an asshole) (request)

:((( i love keigo sm.

🌞 sun and moon 🌙 | k. takami x reader | mha

a/n: just a small cute fic, for my cute birdy boy.

wc: 1.6k

synopsis: Hawks is your sun, you are his moon.

"You always seem to be by my side every time, and no, that's not a bad thing."

Keigo Takami, better known as Hawks, the winged hero with a heart as quick as his wings, often found himself soaring through the skies, saving lives and maintaining the peace with a calm and confident demeanor. But lately, his thoughts had been elsewhere, focused not on villains or chaos, but on you.

You were calm, steady, and unbothered by the noise and fast pace of life around you—qualities that had caught Keigo’s attention almost immediately. He found peace in your presence, a tranquility that was rare in his high-flying life. You never fawned over his hero status like others did, treating him like a regular person, which made him fall even harder for you.

As time went on, the two of you became close. Conversations filled with comfortable silences, quiet moments where words weren’t needed. Keigo admired how you were always so composed, even when the world around you seemed to spin out of control. And in those moments, when he allowed himself to be vulnerable, he realized just how deep his feelings had become. But he also knew his life wasn’t built for easy relationships, and with the constant threat of danger lurking around every corner, he hesitated.

Keigo made a vow to himself to protect you, but from a distance. He didn’t want to pull you into his world of danger. Heroes had enemies, and he didn’t want you to become a target because of him.

One night, as Hawks finished another exhausting day of work, he was flying back, looking forward to seeing you. But something felt off. The quiet comfort you always gave him was missing, replaced by an unsettling emptiness. His phone buzzed.

A cryptic message.

"We have them."

His blood ran cold. His feathers twitched involuntarily, spreading out as his heart raced. He didn't need to ask who "them" referred to—he knew it was you.

In an instant, the easy-going persona that he usually wore slipped away, and a cold, focused intensity took over. Whoever took you had no idea what they had just unleashed.

Using every contact and resource at his disposal, Keigo tracked down the location where you were being held. It didn’t take long; villains always underestimated how sharp and quick he was. He flew like a bullet, his wings cutting through the wind as he raced against the clock.

The abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city was dimly lit, a perfect hideout for criminals, but Keigo was prepared. His sharp eyes scanned the area, and he noticed the guards patrolling the perimeter. His feathers moved silently through the air, picking them off one by one, clearing his path with swift precision.

Inside the warehouse, you were sitting calmly despite the circumstances. The villains had tried to intimidate you, to make you afraid, but you remained composed. You knew Keigo would come for you. The moment the door to your room burst open, a blur of feathers and golden eyes appeared before you. Keigo stood there, his chest rising and falling with barely contained rage.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice low and urgent, but his eyes softened when they met yours.

“I’m fine,” you replied, your calm demeanor unshaken, though you felt a rush of relief at seeing him.

For a brief moment, Keigo’s tough hero façade cracked, and he knelt beside you, cupping your face in his hands, searching your eyes for any sign of fear. But there was none. You smiled at him, and despite the chaos around you, he felt his heart calm in your presence.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “I didn’t want this for you.”

“I knew what I was getting into,” you replied softly. “You’re a hero, and I knew there’d be danger. But I trust you.”

Keigo let out a shaky breath, his forehead resting against yours for a moment. “I’ve never been this scared,” he admitted.

“I’m here, Keigo,” you said, placing your hand on his. “You always get me back in one piece.”

In that moment, he realized something he had been avoiding for too long. He couldn’t keep you at arm’s length anymore. He loved you too much for that, and you were stronger than he had ever given you credit for. You weren’t someone who needed protecting from his world; you were someone who belonged in it, right beside him.

With one last look at you, Keigo stood, his wings unfurling once more. “Let’s get out of here,” he said, offering his hand.

As you placed your hand in his, he pulled you close, wrapping his wings protectively around you. Together, you soared into the night sky, the world below fading into the distance.

And for the first time, Keigo felt a sense of peace, knowing that whatever challenges lay ahead, you’d face them together.

As you flew through the cool night air, Keigo held you close, the wind rustling through his wings. The city lights glittered below, but all he cared about was the steady beat of your heart next to his. For so long, he had tried to keep his distance, convinced that pulling you into his world would only bring you harm. But tonight had shattered that illusion.

You were calm, unshaken, even after being kidnapped. That unwavering steadiness that he admired so much had been your strength, not just his. He realized that, in his attempt to protect you from danger, he had underestimated the power of your presence in his life.

Keigo finally touched down on the rooftop of his private penthouse. He gently let you down, his wings slowly retracting as he looked at you, studying your face for any sign of distress.

"You're sure you're okay?" he asked, his voice still tinged with concern, even though you had reassured him multiple times.

"I'm fine, Keigo," you repeated, your calm, steady voice easing his worry again. "You worry too much."

He chuckled softly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Guess I'm not used to feeling so out of control," he admitted. "Being a hero… I'm always in charge, always quick to react. But with you…" He trailed off, his golden eyes meeting yours. "You make me feel things I can't always handle."

You smiled softly, stepping closer to him, placing a hand on his chest where his heart still raced beneath your fingertips. "Keigo, you don't have to protect me from everything. I know what comes with being close to you. I accepted that from the start."

He swallowed hard, his usual confident demeanor faltering as vulnerability settled over him. "I just don’t want to lose you," he said quietly, his hand covering yours on his chest. "Being a hero… it means sacrifices. And I’m scared of what might happen to you because of me."

"You won't lose me," you replied gently, squeezing his hand. "I’m here because I want to be. We’ll face whatever comes together."

Keigo's gaze softened, and for a moment, the weight of his responsibilities and the danger of his life seemed to lift. He leaned in, brushing a strand of hair away from your face, his eyes tracing the lines of your calm expression.

"I don’t know what I’d do without you," he whispered, the sincerity in his voice so raw it caught even him by surprise.

Your hand moved to cup his cheek, your touch grounding him. "You won’t have to find out."

Keigo’s heart swelled at your words. Without another thought, he closed the space between you, his lips brushing softly against yours. It wasn’t the intense, hurried kiss of someone desperate, but rather the gentle touch of someone who had finally allowed themselves to fall. His wings, so often symbols of his strength and speed, folded around you like a protective barrier, shielding the two of you from the outside world.

In that moment, everything felt right. The chaos of his hero life, the uncertainty of the future—it all faded in the presence of this simple truth: he loved you. And you were more than capable of facing the dangers of his world with him.

When the kiss broke, Keigo rested his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours in the quiet night air.

“I’ll stop trying to push you away,” he promised, his voice soft but firm. “But I need you to promise me something too.”

“What’s that?”

“That you’ll be careful. I can’t always be there to swoop in and save you.”

You smiled, your fingers tracing the edge of his jaw. “I’ll be careful. But you should know by now that I’m not as fragile as you think.”

Keigo let out a breathy laugh, his wings twitching slightly in amusement. “Yeah, I’ve definitely learned that tonight.”

The two of you stood there for a while longer, wrapped in each other’s arms, the world beyond the rooftop seeming distant and unimportant. For the first time in a long time, Keigo felt at peace. He had spent so much time running from his feelings, afraid of what loving someone like you might mean. But now, with you in his arms, he realized that love didn’t make him weak—it made him stronger.

“I love you,” he whispered, the words coming naturally, as if they had been waiting on the tip of his tongue for ages.

Your eyes softened, and you smiled. “I love you too, Keigo.”

Hearing those words made his heart soar higher than any flight ever had. He pulled you closer, kissing you again, this time with the passion and urgency of someone who knew exactly what he wanted—and he wasn’t going to let go.

Whatever came next, whatever dangers lay ahead, Keigo knew that as long as you were by his side, he could face anything. Because loving you wasn’t a weakness; it was the greatest strength he had ever known.

TAGLIST: @ryomens-vixen @littlemochabunni @blkkizzat @buttercupblu143 @lowkeyremi @yung-notorious @arlerts-angel @cursekween @nkogneatho @hoshidise

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oml to anyone whos reading my ao3 fic, im so sorry for not posting a new part yet, im currently krilling myself over a character.ai chat im doing <33333

" LITTLE DOVE ,,

|| pairings: hawks x gn!reader / keigo takami x gn!reader

|| synopsis: reader has had bad days before, some that makes them feel unworthy. keigo will always be there to try and help you through it though. (comfort)

|| word count: 0.5k

It was a bad day. something you weren't strangers to. Something Keigo wasn't strangers to either, he knew how to help. On days you would get out of bed and the day would just shit on you. Or days where you couldn't get out of bed period. Today was one of those days you genuinely tried, but the world was still unkind.

"You're okay, dove," Keigo whispered into your ear as the two of you sat in bed. You were curled up, a hood over your head as you kept yout eyes closed. The winged hero faced you as he had a wing over the both of you, acting as a warm red blanket. "I'm right here with you."

"'m sorry." You muttered, toying with the strings of your hoodie as you kept your eyes shut.

You hated that Keigo saw you like this. Shit, he was probably tired from hero work. He just got home, and that guilt ate at you. A small pit in your stomach had created when he asked you beforehand if you were in bed all day. It wasn't condescending, no quite the opposite. He wanted to knkw what type of day it was, just to know the best way to try and help you.

"Don't say that, my little dove," His fingers brushed through your hair, a way to try and calm you. Something he found out helped when you were going through shit like this. "You have nothing to apologize for."

"But you're probably tired from hero wo-"

"Nah, I'm super strong so I'm barely tired," He shot a playful wink to you. A small attempt to try and lighten the mood. "So right now, you're my top priority."

"It's probably-"

"Don't even try and say it's annoying, little dove." He held you closer, his gentle hug tightening around you. A way to help ground you, or a small comfort. Either way, it helped. "You matter to me. You will always matter to me. You mean so much to me and would ditch any hero meeting to come and help you if you're having a shitty day."

Before you could try to say something he pressed a small kiss to your forehead and took a big inhale before speaking more.

"I love you and care about you. Nothing will ever change that. The world is so much better with you in it. I know you won't believe me, but I want you to know that. I'll repeat it everyday if you need me to." Keigos words sounded so genuine, so true coming from his lips. "I'm so proud of you, little dove. Even if you just stay in bed all day or if you find out to cure every disease in the world. I will always be proud of you."

Small tears welled in your eyes as you pulled Keigo closer to you. A few moments of silence passed as you let Keigo's words sink in. Somethings you needed to hear today, and mlst likely things you'll need to hear in future days as well. But Keigo will gladly repeat them a million times over.

"Thanks, Keigs.."

"Don't thank me, little dove.. I love you."

"I love you too."

|| didnt have a good day, wrote this on a whim, suuuper short, lowkey needed this :( keigo ily

This is slowly becoming a hawks only account… i swear im able to draw other ppl but my heart won’t let me 💔

chat what if i made a dabihawks/toukei + reader fic. but instead of it being a romance with dbhks, it'll be like a found family thing. it's like set 4 years post war, keigo's decided to take a little break away from the city to focus on himself (for once) and meets a kid there, reader. they're all battered and bruised and he decides to take them in since he lowkey sees himself a bit in them. and in this universe (cause im so fucking mentally ill), touya isnt dead, hes on house arrest since endeavor (much to touya's dismay), had fought for touya to go through inteeense rehabilitation. now, he lives with the todorokis and can go around a small area of the neighborhood without setting off the house arrest thing. (obvi he doesnt have his quirk activated)

and like, him and keigo meet up since keigo knows jack shit abt kids and asked for Fuyumi's help, and lwk forgot touya was there. and like they get all healthy and shit... and fall in love... and help raise reader and shit.... :(((( idk man, i love found family.

hes such a cutie pie

Unprofessional Desires

The sound of typing echoed through the agency’s office, the rhythmic clacking of keys blending with the distant hum of conversation outside the glass walls. You sat at your desk, eyes glued to the screen as you processed Hawks’ latest mission reports. Efficiency was your language, professionalism your creed, and nothing—not even the Number Two Pro Hero’s relentless flirting—would shake that.

Yet, here he was. Again.

Keigo “Hawks” Takami leaned against your desk, wings half-folded, golden eyes filled with mischief as he grinned down at you.

“So, I was thinking sushi tonight. There’s a new place in town, and I’d love some good company,” he drawled, tilting his head in that infuriatingly charming way.

You didn’t even pause in your typing. “No, thank you, sir.”

He clicked his tongue. “Cold as ever, huh? Come on, I’m your boss. That means you kinda have to say yes.”

Now, you did stop typing. You turned to him, giving him a level stare. “That would be an abuse of power, sir.”

Hawks threw his head back with a laugh, the motion causing a few red feathers to flutter onto your desk. “I like the way you say that. ‘Sir.’ All stern and proper. Ever think of loosening up a little, Y/N?”

“My professionalism is what keeps this agency running smoothly. Unlike some people, I take my job very seriously.”

Hawks placed a hand over his heart, feigning injury. “Ouch. I take my job seriously too! You think I don’t work hard?”

“You take your hero work seriously,” you corrected, turning back to your screen. “Everything else? Questionable.”

Hawks chuckled. “Touché. But you know, Y/N, there’s more to life than just work.”

“Not for me,” you replied, shutting down yet another attempt.

It didn’t stop there.

Hawks was nothing if not persistent. Over the next few weeks, he found every excuse to ask you out.

“I got two VIP tickets to a concert. It’d be a shame to waste them.”

“No, thank you, sir.”

“The agency Christmas party is coming up. You and me—best dressed duo?”

“I’ll be working the event, sir.”

“I saved a kitten today. That means I deserve a reward, right? Dinner?”

“You have an entire fan club willing to reward you, sir.”

At some point, even the other sidekicks started noticing. Mirai, one of the rookies, whispered to you in passing, “You know, people would kill for a date with him.”

“And that’s exactly why I’m not interested,” you had replied, shutting down the conversation just as efficiently as you did Hawks’ invitations.

One evening, after an especially grueling day at the agency, you found yourself still at your desk long after everyone else had gone home. The sky outside was painted in deep hues of orange and purple, and the city lights flickered to life below.

Hawks appeared again, but this time, he wasn’t leaning against your desk with a smirk. He held two steaming cups of coffee, placing one beside you without a word.

You glanced up, wary. “What’s this?”

“Peace offering,” he said, pulling up a chair. “No date talk. Just coffee.”

You hesitated before taking a sip. The warmth seeped through your fingers, and for once, you allowed yourself a small moment of reprieve.

Hawks studied you for a long moment before speaking. “You ever wonder why I keep asking?”

You sighed. “Because you enjoy pushing my buttons?”

He chuckled but shook his head. “Nah. It’s because you’re the only one who doesn’t treat me like I’m something untouchable. You don’t care about the fame, the hero title, the charm—none of it works on you. And for once, I kinda like that.”

You frowned. “And that makes you want to date me?”

“Yep,” he said, popping the ‘p’ with a grin. “Because you’re real. And I think I need that.”

You stared at him for a long moment before shaking your head. “It’s still unprofessional.”

He smirked, taking a sip of his coffee. “Then I guess I’ll just have to keep asking until you change your mind.”

And somehow, you knew he would.

i will sell my soul to you YES PUH LEASE

I have barely watched any MHA, only seen some with my younger brother and every scene with this man but I love Hawks? Such an interesting character. I am half-tempted to write an X Reader or an X OC series on my AO3 (like I did when I was like, 14) where the reader is an undercover journalist/private investigator (maybe considered a vigilante but they just release sensitive information about corrupt organizations) who's trying to seed out corruption in the Hero Commission and publish it and goes to Hawks since he's like one of their inside men? Idk, I would have to actually watch the show but it sounds goofy lol

ahem...... prince hawks x knight reader you say? im all ears

See the issue with having inspiration suddenly strike is that the moment I write a little snippet of anything at all, suddenly it’s 30K words and I need to write more of it, actually and then I have a 200 page doc of a fic from a oneshot I have drafted somewhere else.

I have three fics I’m currently working on rn:

The Playlist (erasermic x alt!reader): posted semi-monthly

Such Sweet Sorrow (prince!Hawks x knight! Reader): drafted (two chapters)

Sugar and Spice (working title) hawks x camgirl!reader: drafted (skeleton)

I have so many more WIPs I’ve been avoiding but I refuse to let these ones die but the demons keep coming back and whispering to me. I can’t do short form I’ll lose my mind.

And not to mention wanting to revisit some of the older things I wrote back when I was in the Black Butler fandom (Undertaker my beloved).

Maybe I’ll write some more (totally self insert) little one shots with the blorbos having a Mexican or black or mixed s/o to force me out of writer’s block.

YESSSSSS

Soulmate!au Keigo, who was elated to find out that of all the options, you were his soulmate. Of all the people in the world, the universe chose the one person he’d long since adored. How lucky he felt to be the one with the greatest chance with you.

Soulmate!au Keigo, who didn’t let this news change the way he acted towards you in the slightest; no, he was still his cheery, flirty self, but deep down beneath all that was a fear of failing that he couldn’t ignore. He had the opportunity of a lifetime with you, and ruining it would just wreck him.

Soulmate!au Keigo, who told joke after joke after random flirt inserted into normal conversation, pining for your smile like a puppy pines for praise. He’s a grown man, he really shouldn’t be like this (or at least he thinks so), and yet here he was, practically dancing around you with a wide grin on his face, probably publicly embarrassing himself. Not like he cared about that anyways, as long as you were laughing.

Soulmate!au Keigo, who confessed every day, subtly, through a brush of his hand against yours, through a quiet, longing stare, through his realest smiles. It was a proof that he took this seriously, and that his love was far deeper than the average passerby would ever assume.

Soulmate!au Keigo, who finally verbally confessed, who’s wings fluttered and went slack to his sides as you kissed him, his mind totally blank for a split second before his hands found they’re way to your waist, his feathers becoming animated once more, just long enough to puff out with excitement that he’d succeeded.

A/n: soulmate aus where they put in effort to love each other rather than just relying on the fact that they’re soulmates so ‘what could possibly go wrong’ 🤌🤌🤌

(kofi request) the scene we had all been anticipating 💙

Oh no I've fallen and can't get up

im not okay

dabihawks with their kids 🌸

i LOVE valentines day. not only did i spend half the day with my amazing AMAZING boyfriend, but ppl are also posting SO MUCH hawks x reader content LIKE FUCK YESSSS

Why is this

so imaginable? Bro. Rody Soul as Hawks or smth is actually one of the best ideas I've ever seen an artist do before, S++

This isn't mines!

guys :(

touya todoroki completes community service hours at an aquarium.

your supervisors, understandably, were adamantly against having the convicted criminal anywhere near the facility, its staff, and its animals. however, after being reassured time and time again that he wouldn't be working in public areas, you were assigned to be his unofficial parole officer (or off-fish-er you called it) because of your hydrokinetic quirk. not only were you responsible for watching a criminal, you were also the first line of defense in case he decided to make the facility into a seafood boil.

you'd better be getting a stellar letter of recommendation after all this.

as luck would have it, word spread quickly among aquarium staff about the new volunteer and his...messy...history. you received many texts wishing you good luck and stating that you're in many people's prayers as if working with him would be a death sentence. but, to your surprise, your first day with touya is actually...not terrible.

"you're doing a nice job. you can cut them into larger chunks if you want," you recommend kindly as he slices pieces of shrimp and fish for the penguins and drops them into the gray bucket.

"don't want them to choke," he mumbles almost imperceptibly. from what you've heard about him, touya was physically incapable of shutting up and always had some snarky insult to mutter under his breath. the man you were working with, however, kept his thoughts to himself and only engaged you with curt acknowledgments of tasks. "these got bones in 'em still?"

"digestible ones, yeah," you confirm, a little confused about why he's so curious. he struck you as the type of guy to just work and finish his assignments with as little energy exertion as possible. but here he was, concerned for the animals' safety even when he hadn't even seen them yet. "we just need to cut them up because some of them try to swallow the big ones whole, and we don't need them blocking their throats."

"how many are there?"

"the penguins?" he hums in assent, never taking his eyes off the precise cuts on the food. "i think our colony is a few dozen, maybe twenty-two?"

"do they get along well?"

"some of them are a little feistier than others," you admit with a fond smile. "but the majority of them are really sweet. you'll see when you meet them."

"meet them?"

"you're not walking out with me, of course," you quickly correct. "my shift lead's gonna have my head on a stake if you so much as show a finger to the public." he nods, an odd sort of quiet falling between you two that was more awkward than the previous silence. if you knew any better, you would interpret his expression for disappointment. "there's one recovering from an illness backstage named peach. she gets fed on her own, but if there's some left over i can take you over there to feed her."

"it's fine. don't wanna bother your routine," he mutters with a shrug, but you catch the renewed glint in his eyes at the prospect of meeting one of the animals personally. after feeding the main colony and not-so-accidentally leaving a few treats at the bottom of the bucket, touya follows you through the back halls of the vet center to peach's holding area.

"be warned, she's one of the feisty ones," you caution him, carefully stepping into the plexiglass-enclosed space. he copies your motions exactly and you're surprised, again, from the great care he seems to take when interacting with the small penguin. "so, all you need to do is hand out the fish to her and let her take it in her beak."

"does she dislike new people?" he asks as peach aggressively inspects his shins, prodding them with her beak when touya tries to step away. "i don't think she likes me."

"it's the opposite, believe it or not; you're making her angry when you try to give her space like that," you reply with a stifled laugh.

"oh. i see." peach continues to slap touya with her fins and poke him until he gives her what she wants, a large chunk of fish straight from his hand. you kneel down next to him when he has a seat on the floor, his eyes curiously observing the spunky bird. "she always this sassy with you?"

"only when she gets jealous," you smile, running your hand over the top of her head. her eyes close in contentment before returning to touya's outstretched food offering. "what do you think?"

"about what?"

"do you think this arrangement is gonna be a nightmare for you?" he pauses and, for the millionth time that day, surprises you with how much thought he put into his actions.

"if everyone i meet is as easy as you and her," he says, gesturing to peach but speaking soft enough to make your cheeks heat, "i think i'll get by."

---

"peach duty today?"

"schedule got mixed around, so we'll be giving her dinner instead of lunch today," you reply and touya hums at your side, an answer that could be considered rude if you didn't already know he was a man of few words.

few words, that is, if he was speaking to anyone other than the animals. after a month of touya shadowing you, you could pick up on the little conversations he had with the different animals he took care of: asking the cownose rays to calm down during feeding time, warning the reef sharks that they might need braces if they keep losing so many teeth (he kept forgetting it was normal for them to lose that many teeth), quietly cheering on the day octopus as he breaks into a jar full of crabs.

"who've we got today?"

"took a hell of a lotta convincing, but my boss is letting you meet my best friend today," you inform him. touya walks in step beside you like he'd memorized the fishy-smelling back halls of the aquarium, barely sparing passing wary staff so much as a glance. you'd be intimidated, too, if he wasn't your partner; he was formidable in his favorite blue windbreaker with his hands stuffed casually in its pockets that subtly accented the lean muscle in his arms. not that you were paying much attention to his body, anyway.

"and who would that be?"

"her name is donna, but i call her mama donna." he follows you down a corridor he'd never taken before, toward the very back of the medical wing. "take that hall on the right and change into a wetsuit; i'll meet you back over here, okay?"

"why do i need to change?"

"well, because you're getting in the water with me."

shit.

it's the first time touya hesitates in a long time when you beckon him to join you in the shallow pool. you'd already summoned donna, who was much larger of an animal than he expected. you said she was an adult zebra shark, but all he could register is the tiny tank of brown sacks the size of his hand just outside the walls of the pool.

"i don't think it's the best--"

"get in the water, touya, or i'm gonna report you for insubordination," you interrupt, waist-deep in the water. you don't mean it, of course, but you did need a hand with donna if you were going to check on the status of her eggs.

"i shouldn't be in the water with her, 'specially if she's a mother."

"what, you got something against moms?" he flinches and you suddenly regret speaking so brashly, something about his reaction indicating that you'd hit a nerve. "sorry, that was insensitive--"

"i don't wanna hurt her if i..." his voice trails off and he looks down at his scarred hands, the tissue dark enough to almost match the color of his wetsuit. "it's better for everyone if i don't get close to her if she's vulnerable." you wait for him to look you dead in the eyes before answering.

"i wouldn't bring you to meet her if i didn't think you were ready, touya," you begin gently. "i don't think of you the same way as the rest of the staff because you've proven that you're different from the gossip."

"but what if i--"

"did you forget why i'm paired with you in the first place?" donna swims around you impatiently, nudging you with her nose while you continue to convince touya to get in the water. "i'm the only one on staff that can neutralize you, but i know i won't need to."

"how are you so sure?"

"because i hear you talk to them," you state simply, rubbing your hand on donna's nose as her tail splashes your upper body. "your little conversations tell me you care, even if i'm not allowed to be a part of them." you shoot him a wry smile and he finally scoffs, partly a chuckle and partly an exhale; he didn't realize he'd been holding his breath. "i'll drown you if you heat this water by even half a degree, so help me with donna and then we can go visit peach, yeah?"

---

you'd fallen into an unexpectedly fond partnership over the course of your six months of touya-duty. he was a pretty damn good listener, letting you boss him this way and that and only retaliating with a lighthearted eyeroll. on certain occasions, he would open up about his history, and you followed along intently. he insisted on doing the heavy lifting and opening every door for you, even if you weren't carrying anything. he remembered every animal by name and could tell apart the most similar looking creatures, pointing out their differences with an expression that screamed 'is it not obvious?' towards the end of his assignment, you both faced an unexpected surprise.

his family came to visit.

well, not all of his family, only the ones touya maintained somewhat of a relationship with. in the times he'd opened up, he briefly mentioned his now-graduated little brother, shoto, and the work he'd done to mend the tears between him, his mother, and his other siblings. you consider it a blessing that only his mother and siblings appear when you round the corner to the 'vip only' waiting area (from your talks, you'd also learned it'd be on sight if touya's retired father stepped on the property). he freezes when he sees his family as the guests who would be shadowing him, becoming uncharacteristically stiff as petrified wood.

"welcome, todoroki family. i'm so glad you could join us today," you greet with a polite smile. only when your hand gently settles on touya's shoulder, the reminder of your presence melting the chill in his veins, does the tension in his body dissipate. "touya? d'you wanna introduce me to your family?" he glances at you, your unwavering trust in him, and his eyes soften as he nods.

"yeah," he affirms quietly. "yeah, i can do that."

"doing great, partner," you whisper once you're acquainted with the family and on the move, heading toward the back halls of the tropical gallery. "i'll only talk if you need me to, today, because i want this to be about you and them."

"but you're not gonna leave me, right?"

"wouldn't dream of it," you reassure him, something in your heart stumbling when he gives you an easy smile. as the day goes on and touya guides his family through the back corridors of the facility, he's able to ramble about all the knowledge he'd acquired while working with you. at each exhibit, he points out every species with total accuracy and shares his favorite quirks about certain animals. you have a front-row seat for the way his eyes, usually so molten and intense, have a star-like quality to them when he talks about his new friends, the abalone and the otters and the sea bass. his family observes him in awe, and you catch his mother watching you watch him several times. touya ends the day by introducing peach, his self-proclaimed 'number one girl,' and helping his family with her nightly feeding. though all the todoroki siblings struck you as reserved when you first met them, their conversations were full of life as they walked ahead and you trailed behind with his mother.

"this suits him," rei states with a thoughtful smile.

"i'm biased, but i agree," you reply. she fixes you again with that curious stare, analyzing you. "do i have fish scales on my face?" she laughs and shakes her head.

"no, i'm just indebted to you for getting through to him." you blink, taken aback by her genuine response. "being with you makes him happy. i haven't seen him like this in a long while." she turns back to her children, walking in one raucous group and making plans to get dinner after his shift. "he doesn't talk with them like this often."

"i imagine it's all a mother would want after everything they've been through, if i may," you add and she hums in agreement.

"it is. it's also why, i hope you wouldn't mind," she trails off and her eyebrows pinch slightly, like she's thinking of something worrisome. "if he could stay here."

"of course. i've noticed that he has a knack for husbandry, so--"

"he wants to stay with you," she cuts in, her voice soft as powdered snow. "and i'd like him to stay with you, if it means we can see him more like--"

"this," you finish for her, gesturing to the pile of adult men wrestling each other just ahead, their sister shaking her head from afar. rei sighs, her smile turning sad.

"exactly." before you can give her your reply, touya has escaped his brothers and approached to steal you from his mother.

"if you take those double doors and turn left, you'll end up in the gift shop. wait there and we can get dinner once i'm off," he tells rei, taking her hand and squeezing it once. "i won't be long." she nods and joins her other children, leaving you alone with touya in front of the staff-only window of the sea lion pool. the fading afternoon light catches in the water's rippling and sends a soft beam of light across the cavern. the largest of the lions, boris, floats from below to observe you and touya standing in front of his tank.

"he moves like a slinky," touya states and you can't help but laugh.

"he does move like a slinky, you're right." you turn to him and find he's already looking back at you, not boris. "i loved meeting your family today," you offer in the silence that makes the heartbeat in your ears sound so much louder. "they're very sweet, especially your mother."

"what were you two talking about while we were away?"

"she wanted to show me baby photos," you tease and he gives his signature eyeroll. "but really," you inhale and steady yourself, "she was saying how much this suits you."

"i'd have to agree," he murmurs, his eyes glowing like dying embers. you're close enough to smell him, smoky and rich and only the slightest bit like fish. the proximity feels comforting, like home. "if...if you'd let me--"

"stay with me," you blurt. he blinks at you, the rosy color on the tips of his ears standing out against the bright white. "i-i want you to stay with me." you wait and the quiet stews, nothing moving except slinky-like boris in the water beside you. touya's reply is barely above a whisper.

"i want to stay with you." you release a shaky exhale and let your head fall forward against his chest, steadied by his arms securing themselves around your waist. your hands slide over his shoulders and rest at the nape of his neck, fiddling with the tuft of hair at its base. "please let me stay with you," he breathes in your ear. his arms flex as his grip tightens, like you'd turn to water if he held you too loosely. touya feels like his heart is rattling in his ribcage, bouncing around uncontrollably the longer he has you in his arms. he hasn't felt his chest ache like this before.

"yes, i want you to stay with me," you confirm and he melts into you, breathing you in like fresh oxygen.

"for how long?"

"as long as you'd let me," you answer honestly. the corner of his mouth turns upward in a teasing smirk.

"and if i said forever?"

"then i guess i'd have to oblige," you beam. your hands cup his face, tracing the seam of his scars, and your eyes flutter shut as his lips meet yours. it's careful, the first time he kisses you, and he's terrified you'd slip from his fingers. but you don't disappear, so he lets himself lace your fingers with his and drag you out to the rest of his loved ones, hand-in-hand and finally feeling like he can do something good.

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Hi I need to ramble about dabihawks again because what do you mean horikoshi created the perfect characters for the "two sides of the same coin" plot but never used it? What do you mean he created two characters that could've been heros together or villains together but chose the universe where they're apart? What do you mean he created two characters that could've understood each other so deeply but never made them share their worries together? Never make them talk seriously? Never make them realize that they could've helped each other?

Yes dabihawks is toxic but you wanna know why? (Partly) because toxicity is the only thing they've ever known. Their family, their growing up environment, the people they interacted with, their ideals, their opinions, the society: everything in their lives is toxic. So of course it's hard for them to be healthy for each other since they can't even be healthy for themselves.

However, even if a lot of people are saying that they represent the "we make each other worse" trope, I don't really agree (although I respect every opinions don't get me wrong). I feel like if they talked seriously they could've created something new. Both relating on how shitty their fathers were, on the abuse, on the society's marginalization they went through (because yes, Hawks is marginalized and not integrated, try me). Both talked about their dreams of becoming heroes but failing because touya became a villain and keigo became a soldier. Both relating on how difficult it is to express emotions when you lived all your life with people wanting to dictate your every moves and dreams (the commission forcing hawks to exist as they want while endeavor forcing his dream on dabi, but the reverse is also true). They lost trust in everything but could've helped each other to trust again.

They could've been the anchor for each other if horikoshi actually didn't throw their potential away (love you hori but you fucked up on that one). They could've help each other because even though dabi is obssessive he would've listen to someone who when through the same atrocities as him, just like the only people he was able to bound with were the League.

They could've help each other because hawks would've realise that his true will as a hero is not to follow the HSPC but save little children that just wanted to be accepted. Dabi could've help Hawks to get away from the commission while Hawks would've help dabi reconsider his revenge on his family (not endeavor though, but the rest of his family). Dabi would've understand that great heros are doing what they can, but in the current society it's just not enough. And they both would've understand that bad people don't fester the society, the society fester the people.

They could've been the comfort place they were both seeking. They could've understand each other. They might even have brought keigo and touya back.

What a waste.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HUSBAND 🤲🤲🤲😊😊😊

Let’s go Keigo Takami!1!1!> 💗

I had to rush this due to having no time to make something better :(

Thank you keigo Takami for being my comfort character for a very long time 🥹🤞 I’ll forever love you, bird man

Bonus doodle under the cut !!

I can’t draw toko properly still 😞

jaahzhxhshsxb trust, later im gonna make some valentines day shit for hawks 🤞🤞🤞 im ITCHING to write

if someone finds this fic, i'd like it... for research purposes 🥰 nothing else.. totes

There's this one keigo x reader fic I adored and I don't remember who wrote it, and I think of it constantly

It's a reincarnation one, I think 5 lives.

first he's a guard(warrior?) And reader belongs to the palace's court. He's killed because the crown finds out he was courting reader

Another life is during a war in Japan, reader dies first I think ?

Another life is ww2 I think, he's enlisted and the unit is in his hometown before the next days battle and he and reader meet up, share a dance and sad because he likely isn't going to come home the next day. Ft surprise cameo from battle buddy touya telling reader he didn't make it

Last life is by chance the two meeting at a train station and feeling whole

Please help 😭