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Dabihawks but women

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Read this fanfic a while back and I can't remember the name or anythang all I remember is that fem!touya and keigo lived a pretty nice life together 🙂‍↕️

Natsuo has nightmares.

Not memories as far as he knows, A old dream that grew up with him since that day.

Little one shot bellow. (Short as heck)

He is nine, His older brother is gone, Touya is gone, he won't be coming home, His body was never found, There's only a picture. He looks so dumb there, why was he so mad on the photo day? Natsuo doesn't remember well, He couldn't help but sob a little.

Maybe he should have complained less of the late night visits, But what he could do if Touya was sad?

What he wouldn't do to see him again?

(...)

It's Touya birthday, he isn't here, the kitchen table is empty where should have fifteen candles and a cake. He hasn't come home, never will.

maybe he is playing hide and seek and he just has to search around for longer than anyone! He doesn't mind the looks Fuyumi gives him

No one let's him go outside today.

He falls asleep in the kitchen floor, That night he dreams, Touya is here again, calling him for dinner, Mom made soup, he doesn't like all the veggies, He eats anyway, Touya is besides him. They're talking, Here, okay, fine.

Maybe it was all a bad dream.

He wakes up. Touya is ____

Gone.

...Maybe if he goes to sleep again? Such a nice dream.

(...)

Mom is gone. Sick Dad said.

He still sees her once every year, maybe that's good, he won't tell anyone though, That would make Fuyumi and Shouto jealous! Wouldn't it?

His chest hurts a bit more when he wakes up in the morning.

(...)

Natsuo is twenty, It's Touya's birthday, He doesn't sleep, not at all, His eyes ache, been burning for a while. Burning, what a strange thing to say

He is tired, did Fuyumi turn on the lights?

He looks up, Touya gives him a hand up. Invites him to the table, eyes narrowing as he refuses to stand up right away.

Why would he? He knows.

It's nightmare.

Touya is dead.

#dabihawks Hawks, who spends so little time online and socializing when he flits from one heroic duty to the next, he doesn't understand any of the hip young slang that fills the streets... and Dabi just happens to live chronically online.

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dabi: damn birdie, saw the hero billboards last night... the way you called them all out and flaunted your ratings, endeavors never looked stupider 👏👏

dabi: you ate and left no crumbs

hawks: what crumbs? ugh i haven't eaten anything today

... 

h: just saw the most embarrassing stunt at the hero gala 

d: spill the tea

h: um ok? 

h: not sure they have tea, but would wine work? 

d: what

h: [sends an image of spilled wine on the red carpet, the dark stain making its way across the floors, a feather in the backround resting innocently against the tablecloth] 

...

d: [sends an article of a headline: Pro-hero Hawks caught red-handed, forgetting to pay for lunch] 

d: you really are in your villain era huh?

h: pretty sure we've been in the same era for the past hundreds of years, hot stuff 

h: and hey! in my defense I was distracted by your text, they just love to make a big scandal out of nothing 

... 

d: if shigaraki ghosts me one more time I'm never answering a msg from him again 

h: woah ...is that like part of his quirk? being a ghost? 

d: wtf are you on

...

d: got the plan down yet? 

h: give me a few more hours 

d: a'ight, I'll let you cook

h: um, is this a safe space for me to admit I've never cooked a day in my life? 

[three hours later, Hawks sends his detailed plan for their upcoming ambush] 

d: straight fire

h: there's no fire involved the plan

... 

d: swear to god everyone in the league needs to go touch some grass

h: oh my god I know you guys are on the run, but they never touched grass before? 

... 

h: this line was made for you lol

[image of Hawks posing before a mirror, golden locks all spiked up with a smirk on his face as he sticks out a tongue. He's got some grunge black band tee on and a too-tight black ripped jeans, complete with a few chains of silver hanging off his neck and black leather bracelets and rings]

d: 🔥🔥 fuck yeah birdie slayyy

h: I didn't kill anyone

d: forget a snack, you're a whole ass meal

h: is eating ass a meal

... 

d: the new recruit really asked if id give him your number lmao

d: bro really be fucking delulu

h: who's delulu?? Is watching them fuck a kink of yours? 

d: you're fucking sending me

h: sending you where???

... 

h: found a chicken nugget in my pocket, think it's my lucky day

d: christ hawks, you take me out 

h: you want me to take you out???

d: that's not... I mean... is that an offer

d: I wouldn't say no

h: it's a chicken nugget date, hot stuff

Dabi thinking 'what's the catch' each time Hawks goes out of his way to do something heroically nice for him, a villain...

Something so terribly close to care.

Or impossibly like 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.

(When Hawks can't care)

(When he doesn't get love)

A hero laced in gold and too bright wings can't be anything but a nefarious spy with impure intentions, waiting for him trip and fall.

Only to find out the catch, when he accidentally stumbles a little too close to the edge of the tallest skyscraper, the streets of oncoming traffic hundreds of feet before him flashing precariously across his eyes, his own life coursing through his veins, is just that—

Hawks catches him.

Without any pretense, without a moments hesitation.

Gloved fingers wrapped against the back of his neck and pulling against his wrist, his erratic pulse like a freight train beneath the stretch of fabric, and golden eyes boring concern into his own.

And there's nothing there but openly raw affection.

There isn't any other catch.

"Don't leave this world before me," Hawks murmurs, painfully close to his ears, wings curled against his back shielding him from the fall, as if his strength alone wouldn't be enough.

And the manic feeling of insanity and disbelief and wonderment exhales out of him all in one breath.

𝘖𝘩.

something about touyas scars makes him so pretty and ugh it's so satisfying to draw

also we don't talk about hawks' hair okay it was like 4am and I thought I was cooking (*ToT)

I think Hawks' pupils should do that creepy shrinking thing parrot eyes do. I think it'd be funny if nobody told him but they're all very much unnerved.

post-war married dbhwks family,,,, UGHGHHHG

The name of her daughter is Kuon and she is quirkless :3

Can someone please hug dabi