𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝?

Onceler looks cute in his pajamas he is such a dreamy boy

Finally finished that one!

Cilan isn‘t used to interacting with guests and is more used to harsh words than kind ones. While insults don‘t reach him much anymore, standing in front of his idols does make him nervous

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Uhm excuse me what the actual fuck are you doing in my hous

How many times do you think that Hawk’s S/O has walked in on either a shattered mirror or Hawks knocked out in front of a mirror because he’s mistaken it for an intruder?

Too many times. But things have gotten better. 

You raised the handheld mirror right in front of his face, steeling your nerves to ensure that you won’t panic in case he reacts violently. 

He stares at his reflection intensely while you study his body language. No shrinking of the pupils, no bristling of his wings...he’s handling it much better than last time. It’s time to ask the big question: “Who do you see, Hawks?”

Without missing a beat, he answers. “Me. It’s just me.”

Your shoulders slacken from relief. “That’s right. Good job.”

Next, you guide him to the bathroom mirror. His second test was the ‘intruder that likes to watch you groom yourself.’

“Who is that behind me, Hawks?” You ask. 

He calmly watches himself. “Just me.”

You smile. “That’s right.” He’s making amazing progress, but there’s still one more test.

The two of you enter the bedroom and stop in front of the full-length mirror. So many times have you replaced this poor piece of furniture after getting heavily damage. So many times have you seen Hawks writhing on the floor, surrounded by shattered glass.

He may have passed the other two mirrors, but how will he handle his greatest enemy: the full image of ‘another’ handsome male?

You take a deep breath and say it. “Who do you see standing there, Hawks?”

One beat.

Unlike the previous ones, Hawks doesn’t instantly answer, and that makes you anxious.

Two beats.

You really like this mirror. Please don’t destroy it.

“Me.”

Wha...you can’t believe it. 

“Hawks...Hawks, you did it!” 

He lets out a silly squawking noise when you roughly embrace him. “Well, this is embarrassing. I really was just fighting myself this entire time?”

“It doesn’t matter,” you smother his face with rapid-fire kisses. “I’m so proud of you.”

--

The two of you celebrated at the nearby park, feeding ducks at the pond.

“Sorry that I’ve been stressing you out all this time. I always thought I was doing you a favor, keeping the house safe and all that,” Hawks said as he tossed seeds into the water. The ducks gulped them down in a flash.

You decided to feed the shy fish instead. “It’s alright, I know your bird instincts get the best of you sometimes. I’m glad we got through this together.”

“Gosh, this is worse than the time I picked a fight with that stuffed...” He trailed off.

You were about to ask what distracted him until you saw his face. He was frozen, glaring fiercely down at the water.

At his reflection.

Your cheerful mood quickly switched to something more terrified. “Hawks, no.”

He didn’t appear to hear you, choosing instead to threaten the mysterious figure in the water. “You got a problem, buddy?” His wings were slowly spreading out for extra intimidation. He smirked when his reflection did the same. “Tough guy, huh? I know your game. Trying to hide among the fish and pounce on my girl when I’m not looking, are you?”

Already panicking, you grab his shoulders to try and pull him away. “Stop, Hawks. It’s you. Just step away from the pond and calm down.”

“No,” Hawks turns to you. “Don’t fall for it, dove. This is the real deal, I can see it in his eyes. You think I’m stupid enough to get fooled by this reflection bullshit again?”

Your eyes awkwardly look to the side while your mouth opens, then closes.

For a second, Hawks looks genuinely hurt, but before you can say anything, he returns his attention to the water with newfound fury. “You made my own lovebird doubt me, you son of a bitch!”

It happened so fast. The ducks quacked loudly and flapped away in shock when he suddenly dove into the water.

“Hawks!”  You watched him splash wildly in the water, at first attempting to strike at the rival that he could no longer see, but his anger was replaced by fear when he realized his situation.

“Help! I can’t swim!” The number 2 hero of Japan was screaming and flailing in a duck pond, in serious danger of drowning.

You didn’t even bother to take the time to appreciate how absolutely ridiculous this scene was. You already removed your shoes and hopped into the water, dodging his swinging arms and wings to grab and pull him back up on the grass. Thank goodness for his light hollow bones.

Hawks was shivering on his hands and knees, spitting out water and...a small unlucky fish that you quickly picked up and tossed back into the pond.

“Bastard almost killed me,” he sputtered. 

“No, you almost killed you. This is no different than the mirrors, Hawks. My god, do I have to teach you how to not fight water now?!” 

He shook out his wings while you squeezed out as much water as possible out of your shirt. “Baby, you didn’t see him. You didn’t see that annoying look on his face and those badass wings. He was a threat. I don’t know where he went but-”

You notice him eyeing the water again, where his reflection is slowly reappearing as the ripples calm.

“There he is!”

“Hawks don’t do it!”

He did it.

With another splash and more confused quacks, he was thrashing in the water again, and when he lost sight of the winged stranger for the second time...

“Help! I can’t swim!”

Shu as a gambler

Nichiakansa's Gambling AU

I can’t stop thinking about winged reader dating hawks

Okay, let me help you with that with an image:

Reader is lying naked on Keigo's chest, the hero smiling as he strokes your hair. You're so tired, too exhausted with all that you've been put through.

Keigo, that bastard, he'd cut off your wings. After he'd caught you trying to escape, he dragged you back to his place and decided that it'd be a "good lesson" and "precaution for future" to get rid of your wings for once and for all.

He- he cut them off, using his own feather blades, which were quite sharp, but still not sharp enough for your thick wings. Which meant taking much longer to cut them off, and if you knew one thing about Keigo, it was that he wasn't a patient man.

No amount of screaming and crying stopped Keigo as he began to pull your wings from your skin with his bare hands. It was like someone was pulling the life out of you, and when you tried to flip over to escape his assault, Keigo slapped you across the face and told you to stop wriggling around, before finally sitting on your butt and continued plucking you like a chicken. Your sobs only grew louder when you felt something hard poke you down there, knowing that disgusting prick felt sick pleasure from this.

By the time he was done wounding your back and having his way with you, you'd passed out somewhere in between. When you came to, you found yourself lying on his chest and you could still feel him growing hard against your thigh.

You whimpered, both from pain and shame, and Keigo only chuckled before patting your bum, shushing you when you jumped as a finger traced your hole.

"Shhh, its okay. You're okay. You did well." He kissed the top of your head. "I've called a friend over to help me, so you better be on your best behaviour."

Help him? With what?

You heard someone knock on the bedroom door. "Come in!" Keigo said, a little too cheerfully.

You could only crane your neck to the side as you recognised the man who'd walked in. Dabi- it was that notorious villain you'd seen on TV, and heard Keigo talk fondly of.

Oh god. He's not here to fuck-

"Dabi! You're just in time!" Keigo smiled, puckering his lips as Dabi kissed him, pulling away to look at you. You cowered under his gaze.

"This her?" Dabi asked, and you could feel him judging you.

Keigo nodded. "Yeah! Ain't she pretty?"

"She's alright. Seen better. Fucked better." Dabi said. "How do you wanna do this?"

Keigo hummed. "We can start now. She's up from her nap, so well rested." And with that, Keigo tightened his limbs around you, his muscular legs trapping yours and his arms coiled a little too painfully around your shoulders.

You began hyperventilating as you felt Dabi creep up behind you, before settling himself on your thighs.

"Keigo- please- I'm sorry- I've learnt my lesson! I won't run away again! Please, don't let him rap-"

Your words died down as both men laughed. Dabi grabbed your chin, turning it to the side. He leant down to whisper "Doll, I wouldn't fuck you like this. Unlike your hero, I prefer my bitches to beg."

Keigo gasped, offended. "You thought I was gonna let him fuck you? Nuh uh! You're all for me, and well maybe if Dabi does his job well, he can have a little fun with you, but you're mine otherwise!" Keigo said before grabbing your face and kissing you sloppily. "Now stay still and let Dabi complete your punishment."

Wait what? Its not finished yet?!

You began struggling under Dabi. "What are you saying?! You've already plucked out my wings!"

"Yeah! But they'll just grow back if we don't cauterize the base!" Keigo stated in a matter of fact tone.

Cauterize? Does... does he plan on burning my tissues?!

"Wait-!" But Dabi shoved your face back into Keigo's chest, holding it there with one hand as he heated up his other.

"Quiet now, doll. You're already distracting me with your cute ass wiggling around, don't need you yapping around as I take care of your back."

And with that, Dabi put his heated hand against your right wing base, and you now knew what the phrase "white, hot, searing pain" meant.

how many times can i draw them having emotionally charged restroom encounters

Fruit Ninja