This healed something in me 💕
At the time, Toshinori assumed Hawks was meant to be his replacement. For the day when he inevitably retired. He hadn’t liked Hawks much, though he’d remained friendly with him, as he did with everyone. It was just that— Hawks didn’t seem real. He was more a social experiment than a Pro Hero—more a science project than a person. But now, looking at the kid behind the flagrant icon—the twenty-something guy who has put his life on the line countless times in the past few months, who fought until he couldn’t, who continued marching forward even after losing his quirk— It’s like being shown a mirror.
after the war, toshinori and hawks talk
❤️🩹 4k words || all might & hawks ❤️🩹 read on ao3
(through gritted teeth) sometimes what's good for your mental health isn't another do nothing day or a little treat sometimes what's good for you is putting in some of the work. Not all of it at once but sometimes you have to finish that essay or at least take the next step or you have to clean your room or at least dust the shelves or you gotta do the laundry or at least put it all in the hamper and it's not fun and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks but you have to because i read a post on the internet that told me that's what being nice to yourself is sometimes
Your friends watching something for the first time and getting to that scene VS you, the knower.