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MHA MEN: ENDEAVOR, HAWKS, SHIGARAKI

Their Favorite Thing You Do

ENDEAVOR

He loves it when you put your hair up. He loves watching you do it. He may have a few pictures that he took of you putting it up. You likely only figured out that he liked it when he bought you more ponytails than necessary.

HAWKS

He loves it when you wear earring(s). He finds it really hot, sometimes he'll even watch you put them in or ask you to wear some on dates. You do sometimes. If he's gonna get you a gift it's either earring(s) or something you have been wanting.

SHIGARAKI

He loves it when you put on lipstick or chapstick. He likes watching you. He will steal you some more and then hide them where you'll find them eventually because he doesn't want you to know it's him. You know. One time, you saw him place one slightly out of sight and had to really work on not laughing at his cuteness.

Okay I dont know if this would get anywherr but I'll try 😂. Just a warning for you folks its 18+.

So here was my thoughts. Since I am.such q hawks simp I had a scenario pop into my head. So you know how they have the headcanons of Y/N talking hawks feather and biting and licking it and he can feel it right? So what if one day Y/N wanted to experiment 😏? So Y/N takes his feather down to her kitty lips (you can do this with both sex i was just doing girl because i am one) and takes the feather down the slit. And whatever hawks is doing he jolts and is thinking. 'Is she licking my feather again? Naughty baby bird' but then Y/N stuffs it in and starts using it like a dildo. (I imagine his feathers are much sturdier than regular ones because he fight with them so it should be like a stick right?) Then hawks immediately stops what he is doing blushing hard runs and hides if he is by people and immediately calls Y/N. The call starts with hawks panting growling out 'baby bird your not doing what I think your doing with my feather are you?' Y/N replies innocently 'I have no clue what your talking about keigo' and smirks but suddenly hawks makes his feather move and wiggle around and Y/N lets out a moan. To this he replies 'Baby bird when I get home in 2 seconds your dead' and he hangs up. When he said 2 seconds he MEANT it. Y/N gets off the bed in a panic. 'Now keigo I was teasing you I meant no harm.' Y/N backs away slowly but keigo is quickly advancing toward Y/N. 'Oh but baby bird I do' He smirks evilly and the rest is history! But yall know they do the nasty. But pleeeaassee I kneed someone to make like a little oneshot of this or a full ass story. Please hawks simps. I NEED YOOOU!

I can't stop thinking about this so: Imagine Hawks sitting on the top of a building patrolling like normal just looking around the city, he likes how it's quite and peaceful down there the city was the most beautiful at night. But the peacefulness was disturbed or rather his peace was disturbed when he heard bare footsteps but not on the building he's on no it was the one infront of him, and there on the edge stood a girl with a night gown eyes closed a soft smile on her face, dispite himself he smiled too, her featurs were soft. But the smile he had on slowly turned to a gasp when the girl leaned forward falling of the building, he acted fast wings ready to fly he was just about to jump when your own wings unfolded he watched in awe how you flew up in the sky and stopped, you were right infront of the moon your wings shine in the night sky, he was captivated at first he thought you were a butterfly but now no you were definitely a fairy. You did this a few times giggling to yourself you loved the feeling of the cold air hitting your body it was too damn hot in your small studio apartment with a broken AC so this was the best next thing. He watched you for a while before deciding to join you so what did he do? He flew upside down as you were just falling again you felt the presence of someone you snapped your eyes open to find a man with red wings infront of smirking slightly "having fun?" you gasped quickly unfolding your wings and flew right up, the man following, great you thought to yourself another pervert. "hey wait up fairy wings!" he yelled after you, you quickly took a turn into your apartment thank God you had your window open, you closed it immediately watching him fly by, you sighed at least now you can get a good night sleep. Hawks looked around everywhere for you can fairies disappear? He wondered he just wanted to talk maybe get your number or something, he returned to the building he was originally on maybe If he's lucky enough he will get to see you again tomorrow... ------------------------ It's just a thought I had in mind for awhile but I'm too lazy to write it myself so if anyone is interested please dm me or something :D

Who wants to see an angsty piece about hawks? I read too many mafia!hawks where he was really shitty so I kinda got inspired.

Let me know please🤧?

Here’s a little sneak peak at the Hawks piece I’m writing. How does it sound to you guys?? I’ll try to get this out to you guys as soon as possible.

Backfired (Angst🖤)

Mafia!Hawks x F!Reader

🚨TW🚨: Toxic Hawks, implied kidnapping, implied drug usage, cheating, reader is an empty shell of emotions, mentions of killing, blood, bruises, death of reader, grammar mistakes(if spotted). Let me know if I miss anything.

If any of this is triggering to you I suggest you don’t read on. With that being said this is for readers 18+.

*Please bear with me this is my first time writing something like this.*

Synopsis: After many failed attempts at escaping you’ve become emotionless. You go about your normal routine you’ve been accustomed to.

Staring blankly at the cream colored walls of the penthouse became your newfound hobby. After being kidnapped by Hawks, you’ve come to think that your life is a shit show.

There were plenty times where you’ve tried to escape, only ending up caught quickly and punished severely. His punishments would usually consist of you being chained up and locked away in the basement. Others would include you being injected with drugs to see how long you would last before passing out. There was even one special punishment that was set aside for when he doesn’t want to deal with you. You were disgusted by it, he would let his men have their way with you.

You would end up bruised, bloody, and left unconscious. He is terrible at aftercare so he leaves you like that to care for yourself after regaining conscious.

To put short you can only wonder why you were chosen to be his doll. Many would think that any person would be lucky to have an ounce of attention from the infamous mafia leader. Although to you, you would like to thoroughly disagree.

Being with Hawks was like being put in an isolation room with the one thing you hate most. When he touches you it feels like acid hitting your skin. You feel repulsed by the idea as to why he’s taken a liking to you. But, it has been a solid 5 years since being kidnapped and forced to witness many of his violent crimes.

Being around him so long became an embedded routine in your mind. He has done many things to you that each time it would happen you would lose a piece of yourself. Now in present time you are nothing but an empty shell of emotions.

~Present~

Coming out of your thoughts you are met with the scenery of your shared bedroom. Only that the once silence of the penthouse is now replaced with the moaning of one of the many females that he brings here. All before you would be repulsed and you would cry and try to escape to get away from his toxic ways. Now all you can is just blankly get up from the bed and make your way downstairs.

Coincidentally, as you were walking down the hall from one of the many guest rooms emerges the female, which you’ve noticed is a stripper at one of his many owned clubs, and Hawks himself. They were fixing themselves up after their sexual acts in the bedroom. Hawks looks up and spots your figure walking down the hall towards the stairs.

“Hey doll”, he called out with a devious smirk on his face expecting a reaction. When all he was met with was silence as you walked downstairs. Unknowingly causing a dent in his mood, he pushed the dancer downstairs and walked her to the door. She turned around expecting to be met with his many charms of promising to have another night together, but she was met with the door slamming in her face.

Walking towards the kitchen, Hawks was met by the sight of you getting fruits out of the fridge to eat. His eyes scanned your figure and taking in the count of how many bruises he left on you. 1, 2, 3, 4, and he lost count. Some still have dried up blood on you from his lack of aftercare. He felt a tinge of sympathy from seeing how you looked, but that quickly went away when remembering what transpired before.

“You gonna fucking sit there and eat shit like I’m not standing here waiting for an explanation as to why I was ignored. I thought I fucking taught you how to respond to me when spoken to baby bird”, came his voice yelling at you. On other occasions you would be trembling on the spot and stumbling over your words to explain yourself, but all you could do is stare at him blankly.

“Sorry”, you said without an ounce of emotion in your voice. To him, hearing you speak this way was eerie, but couldn’t be freaked out by it because he caused it, right? Maybe keeping you here and only letting you get a taste of sun whenever he has business to attend to took a toll on you. It’s what he thought to himself while observing you, moving around like a lost soul on this planet.

He often thought about how you were treated since being with him. He made you be dependent on him. He figured that if he removed all of your most loved people from your life he could have you the way he wanted. He didn’t think that when he murdered your parents or your best friends that you would hate him. So, he waited the perfect time to catch you in a vulnerable phase to come and kidnap you so you can finally be together.

You on the other hand can only wonder in the one part of your mind that hasn’t been corrupted, how did you get here. You were just living a life you loved. With your dream job, dream house, your friends and parents. Now all of that was taken away by some sick fuck who took an interest in you. All those times where he would take you out to one of his clubs, only to leave you stranded to go fuck some other slut in the club. He made you look like a complete fucking idiot. While you had no choice but to endure it because it would only lead to brutal endings on your part.

All of the manipulation, gaslighting, and torture methods has now barred you from ever feeling anything ever again. It’s all his fault, he took everything from you. So in return, he doesn’t need to get nothing from you not even an ounce of emotion.

“Well, tonight we are going to go back out to the club since you haven’t been out in a while. So I need you to look better then that,” he said while taking a seat on the couch. He watches as you mindlessly grabbed a water bottle and took a sip. Now that he got a better look, you looked really thin and pale like you haven’t been taking care of yourself. He frowns at the thought but didn’t question anything.

“Okay,” was all he got as a response. Maybe he went a bit to far with the whole kidnapping and torture for years plan. He doesn’t like the fact that you have no emotion or that you just act plain and simple now. You walked upstairs and into the bedroom you guys share and went to the bathtub. You ran some water and grabbed a paper and a pen. You wrote him a note hoping that he’ll read it later.

~Fast forward to when you have to leave~

Hawks checks his watch and see it is pass the time for you to be downstairs and ready to go. He began to get impatient and headed towards the stairs.

“Babybird~” he called out as he walked towards the door of the bedroom. It was eerily quiet not a sound to be heard behind the door. He walked inside and went towards the bathroom door. When he got there he was in shock and covered his mouth in surprise. There you lay motionless in the tub. With your clothes removed he could see all of the bruises, faded cuts, and even the branded mark he put on you. He looked around the bathroom and spotted the syringe in your hand along with a drug he had hiding on the floor.

You committed suicide by injecting a lethal drug in your system. He rubbed his hand down his face and turned around to walk out the bathroom. When he walked by the bed he noticed a note with neat handwriting. He picked it up to read what it said.

“When you pick up this note and read it, you would have found my dead body in the tub. You’re probably wondering how I got access to that drug. Well when you were out one night “conducting business” I went snooping around in your office. Considering it was off limits and I was in the house by myself, I took the opportunity to go in there. I found it in the secret room you had behind a shelf. I hid it in my clothes when I got back to the bedroom. I planned my suicide for technically 2 weeks. I found this to be the perfect opportunity. I want you to know that I’ve hated you for years. You deserve nothing but to die a slow and painful death. I wish I could make you feel how I felt since being kidnapped, tortured, drugged, and abused and raped by your men. I do know that whatever comes your way you deserve for it to happen. You’re a bastard and someone who doesn’t deserve nothing. I am glad I’m gone, this was the best thing that has happened to me since being kept here. Any females you encounter, I want them to give you a deadly disease that can’t be treated. Any business deal needs to go wrong so your life can be in danger. I fucking hate you and wanted to kill you for so long. However, this is the best option because I no longer have to suffer just from seeing your face.”

-Sincerely, Y/N

Hawks put the note down and sat on the bed with his head in his hands. He looked up and looked in the bathroom at your body. Pondering over the note, he realized that he may have taken everything too far and should’ve left you alone. But the damage is done now, and you are no longer living now. His whole scheme that he planned just for you has now backfired. Though he could only realize it until the last minute.

-This took so long for me to write because I had writer’s block. But I am so glad that I am getting this to you guys. I hoped you enjoyed it. Please reblog, comment, or like it to show this post some love. This was my first time writing some angst that included dark heavy topics. If there were any grammar mistakes please let me know. I wanted to get his out to you guys since it been so long when I said I would’ve had it out for you guys a couple of months ago I believe.-

Hi it's me again! XD in for another request if that's alright. So I've been on tiktok recently and have been seeing this kind of videos. Some bnha characters as parents with their s/o,

'Parents embbarrasing their daughter/son'

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ elle's note: sure! ahah, why not? just request and request, idrc if u requested even more since i'm starting to like writing! n e ways, starting lezgo! oh and r u rly sure that i get to choose the characters? not you?

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ pairings: aizawa shouta x reader, keigo takami x reader, denki kaminari x reader (separately)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ another note from elle: so i decided to do characters that i rarely write for. i just realized i made a bit too much, shouto, midoriya and bakugou. so have this!

aizawa shouta

i really think he would be more of an overprotective dad than a dad that embarrasses his daughter. nobody messes with his baby girl. no-fucking-body. periodt.

but sometimes he would though-

there was one time when his daughter always tripped at literally nothing causing her to. he assumed she got it from her mom's clumsiness.

but he still loves her though, no matter what the clumsiness she has, he loves her so much. but he loves her mom more though.

but now, her baby girl grew up and was officially learning in ua. when he first found out, he got really worried.

"y/n, honey, do you think we should really let shiora go to ua? don't you think it's dangerous?", he asks worried, you pulled him into a hug and said "love, you don't always have to be with her. she needs to get trained to protect herself too y'know?", you reassure him "but-", "shh, don't worry. you're gonna be her homeroom teacher right? what's the harm in that?", ".....oh, right".

he smirks at the thought, he knows what he's gonna do to her daughter now.

"i'm aizawa shouta, your homeroom teacher for the full semester until you graduate and go to the second semester.", he greets groggily, getting out of his sleeping bag shocking her baby girl.

"d-dad?! wH-?!", "shiora, do your best because i'm not gonna go easy on you even though you're my daughter doesn't mean i'm gonna play favouritism". he smirks while saying that, the whole class looking at the both of daughter and father right in front of their eyes.

"aizawa-san, that's why you have the same last name with aizawa-sensei! you're his daughter!". they start murmuring making shiora flustered and red. "shut up, let's start."

and as the class goes on and on, aizawa decides to make shiora embarrassed for a bit

"hey, shiora, do you still remember the times you always trip over nothing? or the time when you-", "DAD C'MON! WE PROMISED TO NOT TALK ABOUT THOSE MEMORIES EVER AGAIN! STOP IT!", she blushes as everyone stares at her.

"what? i'm just remembering times i spent with my baby girl with a naked butt running all around the ho-", "DAD, STOP!", and the teasing goes on and on and on.

resulting to shiora telling her mom what his dad did at the very first day in her class.

well, for shouta, he was punished for the night.

keigo takami

now this cocky bastard right here would embarrass the shit out of his son.

"how is your dick so small, kian?! mines ten times bigger! how the fuck would you pleasure a woman with that small of a dick then?!", he asks his son the tone of disappointment heard on his voice.

"daAAD! don't talk like that! it'll grow i promise!", kian whines as he puts his dick back into his pants and walking away from his nagging dad to go to his mom, his father following him, sighing.

"ma! is my dick small?!", kian asks worriedly making you look at him concerned. you took a glance over your husband, sighing over and over.

"wh-what?!", "i said is my dick small?!", "it's small! eight inches is so damn small kian!", his father cuts him off. "isn't eight inches big too?", you ask as you eye the both of them bickering.

"yeah it is! i have 11 inches and he has only 8? i'm disappointed in you kian.", he sighs loudly.

"el-eLEVEN inchES?!", his son chokes in his saliva while staring at his father.

"YEAH! well how do you think we made you?!", keigo murmurs making you hit him. "don't say things like that keigo! even though you have 11 inches you don't have rights on doing that to your son! got that?!", you tell him while pulling his ear harshly.

"oW OW OW! STOP! OW!", keigo yelps in pain

now keigo was the one who was quiet.

"mom! tell me is 8 really small? i'll just buy-", "KIAN TAKAMI, DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE BUY ANYTHING THAT YOU THINK WOULD MAKE YOUR DICK GET BIGGER, SO SHUT UP."

and keigo smirks at the back ground. like father like son, i guess.....?

denki kaminari

okay but he will make his son embarrassed. i know he will. this one's a cocky bastard too.

"daishi, make sure to clean up your room after okay?", you ask him while eyeing him and his father, looking suspicious. daishi was blushing while his father looked like he was suppressing a laugh.

"should i tell your mom, daishi~?", his father teases him making him red even more. "nO DAD NO-", daishi said, cutting his father off with a worried tone.

"tell me what? huh? what're the both of you hiding?", you ask them, glaring at the both of them. "dAIsHI PI-", "DAD NO!", he covers his dad's mouth before his father could say anything weird that would embarrass him.

"tell me, you idiots. before i make you.", now you were standing right infront of them, activating a bit of your quirk, making your hair glow.

"mOm NO WE'LL TELL YOU! YOU DON'T HAVe tO DO THAT!", daishi defends. "fire away then."

denki on the other hand was red from suppressing his laughter, until he couldn't hold it anymore. "AHAHAHAAH, DAISHI PISSED ON HIS BED".

now, daishi was a blushing mess.

"i-i'm sorry, i didn't mean to do th-", "it's okay, honey. you didn't, i know.", you reassure him while cupping his cheeks and kissed him on the forehead.

"WHAT?!", denki suddenly yells making you jump out of shock. "WHEN I PISSED MY BED, YOU SCOLDED ME!! WHY NOT HIM TOO?!", "ah, so you wanted me to scold my son too?"

"nO", his voice cracks, "i-i realized i have so-somewhere to go! catch ya later loves!", then he got out of the house running away from his wife ready to scold him even more.

fin.

🔞Hawks x reader| Minors DNI| NSFW WARNING!!! 🔞

You handle Keigo as he's on breeding season [again] but with a twist,he's going to get you pregnant (,,¬﹏¬,,)

Contents: Hawks x Anon! reader-both adult-explicit content-crampie-moaning-breeding-consensual-smut-cumming-hard-getting pregnant-impregnation-l'ots of pet names by Keigo[sunshine,birdie etc.] cute-fluff-aftercare-teasing-cuddle-whines-teasing-lots n' lots of cuddles towards the end-cheesy-needy and cuddly Keigo

The reader doesn't talk a lot here,too busy about being breed (๑/////๑ " )

I'm no english native so sorry for some mistakes

Please reblog 🔁 and like❤️

P.s: this is supposed to be the second writing of my breeding series? idk but the second of my writings with my FAVORITE bird man

i love my birdie so muchhhh ughhhh ( ｡ •̀ ᴖ •́ ｡)

!! (°□°)☝️ Again don't read if you found it unconfortable with the subject/context

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Keigo other hand moved down to your hip, gripping it as he began to get rougher. “I’m gonna try so hard to breed you, my good little birdy” he repeated, letting out low whimpers and gasps as he spoke. “God, the thought of seeing you pregnant with my baby just…it drives me god damn insane, sunshine.”

His pace increased as you were flipped onto your stomach, and he let out another low moan. “I’m going to breed you so good, darling…” “You’re gonna take my baby so deep inside you, sunshine” he continued “I’m gonna give you so many little baby birdies, sunshine” he repeated. His breathing was coming out in short, labored gasps. “And I’m gonna make sure every one of them is a little copy of their daddy.”

“Wanna watch your belly grow nice and big, gonna fill you up so deep-” he grunted as he spoke, his pace getting faster and more desperate. “My good little birdy…I’m gonna fill you up so much-" he groaned loudly “You want to have my baby that badly, my good little birdy?” His thrusts began to get even quicker, his breath coming out in pants and gasps.

“You want the children of a birdie that bad?” “God, I can’t wait to see you all big and swollen with my baby…you’ll look so beautiful like that, sunshine. My little birdy…” he groaned, one of his hands gripping your hip harder. You cried out strangled gripping the bed "f..fuck mhnn K..keigo-"

With your back completely pressed against his chest, he could reach even deeper. His hands tightened on your waist as he thrusted up, a low groaned moan falling from his lips “Mnh…yeah, that’s it sunshine” he panted out between breaths. “Gotta make sure I breed you nice and good, now, huh?” “Gotta make sure my birdie baby gets planted in you” he added, his breaths coming out in pants. “Gotta make sure I get you all knocked up and pregnant, huh, my good birdie?” His pace began to get a little rougher, his hands gripping your hips tighter as he tried to go even deeper. “Gotta make sure you have my babies, darling.”

More moans

“Mmm…gotta make sure you’re a good pregnant birdie, huh?” His pace was getting more sloppy, his hands beginning to shake.

“You want that…you wanna be all heavy and swollen with my babies, darling?” He grunted out, struggling to get the words out between breaths and moans. “Want me to fill you up so deep, sunshine?”

You gripped Keigo shoulders as you moaned loudly "ah-ah Keigo-"

Keigo grunted as you gripped his shoulders, the feeling of your hands giving a sort of encouragement to him. “Yeah…yeah, that’s it, sunshine…just like that..” “Just like that, darling…God, you’re so good for me, huh?” He mumbled out, his pace getting rougher and more sloppy. “Such a good birdie for me, sunshine..letting me breed you like this…”

“You want me to give you my babies deep and proper, huh, birdie?” He asked between breaths, his pace picking up just the slightest. “My beautiful sunshine birdie going to let me knock you up nice and good?” You moaned in response feeling closer and closer "nghnn Keigo…I'm.. "

“Yeah…yesss…come for me, birdie” he panted out “Come on, sunshine, let me fill you up nice and good for me” he panted out, his breathing coming out in heavy gasps at this point. “Come for me, darling…please-” You moaned at every word he spatted out feeling closer and closer as you mewed and moaned

“Yeah…mmm…that’s it…come for me, sunshine…let me knock you up so good-”

He gave another low, drawn-out whine, his pace continuing to pick up as he got more desperate. “Come on…come on-”

“Come on, birdie, be a good birdie and come for me…need you to, birdie..” he panted out, getting more impatient. “Need to fill you up…”

“That’s it….mmm..good girl, birdie…such a good birdie…” he groaned, the feeling of you tipping over more than enough to drive him over the edge, too. “Just like that…yeah…just like that-” He let out another low whine at the feeling of you gripping his shoulder, his rhythm picking up and getting rougher, his gasps more labored. “Oh..oh, yes…yes..yesyes…oh my god-”

“Oh my god…oh my god, I’m so close….oh god, birdie…oh my birdie….yesyesyesyes-” he repeated, his voice getting higher and more desperate as he got closer.

“Almost….almost…oh my god, birdie….yesyesyesyesyesyes…oh my birdie, sunshine-” he was almost babbling by then, his pace getting sloppier and more rough as he reached the very edge. “Oh..oh, birdie, birdie…” he whined again, his hands gripping your hips so hard he might’ve been bruising you. “I’m gonna…I’m gonna-”

“Gonna give you my baby….yes….yes…YESYESYES…..oh my god…oh my birdie….yesyes…yes…YES YES-” He gave another whine, his back arching towards you, his whole body going tense as he finally, finally came. You cried out,your legs squeezed his waist as you camed too

When he finally came, he let out a long, high, drawn-out groan, keeping his hips pressed against you, his body giving a sharp twitch. He collapsed on top of you, a tired sigh falling from his lips. “Oh..oh, birdie…my good birdie….”

He stayed like that for a moment, his head buried in the crook of your neck, his labored breathing falling on your ear as he came down from his high. “My birdie” he repeated, his voice a little raspy. “My good little birdie…my birdie bird…”

"you're too needy" you pouted blushing “Oh, and you weren’t being needy?” He asked in response, lifting his head to look at you. “You wanted me to knock you up just as badly as I wanted to do it, birdie.”

“You’re not innocent in this, sunshine. You wanted my babies just as badly as I wanted to give them to you.” He spoke playfully, lifting a hand to brush against your cheek.

"is it bad?" you asked feeling guilty “Is it bad you want my babies?” He asked, a bit surprised at the question. “No, of course it’s not, birdie. I want nothing more than to give you my babies”

“You know that, right?” he asked again, his face softening as he saw the guilt in your eyes. “You’re allowed to want my babies, birdie. We both want it, after all, yeah?”

You nodded snuggling against his chest "will they have your quirk?"

“That would be up to chance” he said, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer to him. “Though I wouldn’t mind them being little birdie baby feathers like daddy.”

“They’ll be perfect, regardless” he said quietly. “Just like their mommy.” He added on, turning his face to kiss your forehead.

“They’ll have your eyes and your smile, I imagine.” He spoke, resting his chin on the top of your head, and sighing. “They’ll just be the cutest little birdie babies.”

You cooed snuggling against his chest,like a baby "i love you Key" you mumbled “I love you, too, birdie” he said, his hand coming up to brush against your hair, pushing his fingers through the strands.

He was silent for a moment, just focusing on the small gesture, before he spoke again. “What do you say we go get some sleep, huh?” He started to lean back, pulling you with him so he was lying flat against the bed, but still holding you to his chest. “We could both use a nap, I think” he said, still fiddling with your hair a bit, the motion seeming to keep his hands busy.

Then you caressed his wing "it's so soft" you mumbled When you caressed his wing, he gave a small shiver, a small, pleased sound falling from his lips. “Careful, birdie. You know how sensitive my wings are” he said, his voice going a bit playful.

“You keep touching my wings and I might get turned on again" he said, the words tumbling out a bit faster than he would have liked. “And I don’t think I have it in me for a second round right now.”

"the other time you breed me for five times" you pouted looking at him “Yeah, I was a lot more energized that time” he said, wrapping one of his wings around your body, pulling you closer. “I’ve definitely lost a bit of steam this time around.”

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, shifting around a bit as he nuzzled his face into your hair. “I think you’ve definitely managed to wear me out, sunshine. I’m beat.”

“I’m exhausted, birdie” he mumbled, his words starting to slur a bit. “I don’t think I have the energy to go another round…I’m going to need a nap a good, 12-hour nap, now.”

He let his head rest on the pillow, holding you closer against him. “I’ll need one helluva good sleep before I can take you again, birdie” he said, his eyes closing as the exhaustion started to set in.

"finee" you pouted snuggling into his chest making the little spoon "wing" you asked

At the feeling of you snuggling against his chest, Keigo let out a small huff as he adjusted a bit. When he heard you hint for his wing, he immediately let the large appendage wrap around you, the feathers brushing against your back.

He nuzzled his face against the top of your head when his wing was wrapped around you, giving a bit of a hum. “Comfortable, birdie?”

He held you a bit tighter, wrapping the wing around you even more, almost like he was cocooning you in his wings. “You’ll sleep well like this, yeah?” You nodded cooing "night night" “Mmm…good night, sunshine” he mumbled back, burying his face into your hair again. “Rest well, pretty birdie.”

He let out a long, satisfied, tired sigh, nuzzling his face against your head again. “I love you, birdie. And we’re going to have the best birdie babies, I just know it.”

✧˖°🌷📎⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚✧˖°🌷📎⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚✧˖°🌷📎⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚✧˖°🌷📎⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

me meanwhile writing this:

hello!!! hope everything's going fine!!! i saw your promp list and decided to request something; what about 10 on the fluff list with hawks and his s/o. like he was on a mission and he decided to call her/him because wanted to heard their voices and then said that. idk. i just though of it and think it was really cute lmao hope you can do it!!!

Hi Anon, thank you for your request! This is super cute, and I'm always happy to write for our beloved bird dad 🤭💖 It ended up a bit shorter than usual, sorry about that, but feel free to request more with Keigo!! 💛

Being in a relationship with this man - it's hard.

If you just see him, as Keigo, he is an awesome partner. He is affectionate, supportive, he wouldn't shy away from PDA, he would shower you with gifts and little souvenirs that reminded him of you. He is an amazing, always curious, and very much active lover.

But, with his line of work, dating Hawks is actually really challenging.

He loves you with all his heart and tries his best to make you happy and spend as much time with you as he possibly could.

And many other times, he has to go on long missions, far away from you.

This time was no different, he left you with dozens of kisses and the usual promises about being with you and taking you out for dinner when he finally gets back to you. He always makes those promises true, so you don't worry about that, but... It always feels so bad when he has to leave for so long. Even a few days without him feels like forever.

And it's the same for him. Hawks loves being with you, even if it's just the two of you in your shared residence, doing nothing just talking. He just wants to be with you.

So, when he is away, he always finds a way to keep in contact with you. He calls you every day, texting is a must, with occasional sexting if you are up for that, videocalls, selfies, he does it all.

On this particular night, he only had a few minutes, but he wanted to call you. You were just preparing to go to bed, it was already almost 11pm, and you had work to do the next day.

You heard your phone ringing, and you immediately threw away everything to rush to the bedroom. You pick up the phone and...

"Hi, babybird~"

His voice makes your heart race, and you are not afraid to tell him how much you miss him.

He returns the favor, and reassures you that he is safe, and he will be home as soon as possible. Then you talk a little about his day, he tells you every non-confidential information he can share to you, mostly rambling about Endeavor being too stiff and serious all the time.

Then, after two seconds of silence, he speaks again, now with the softest, kindest voice he could ever pull off.

"I can’t wait to be with you again, dove."

You felt your heart stop. It was the exact same thing you both had on your mind ever since he walked out of the door, and this feeling only grew with every second.

ع｡˖⁺𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍' 𝐈𝐓 𝐔𝐏 !

#-CHAPTER ONE

ಌ including: hawks x fem!reader

ಌ genre cw : fluff

ಌ cw: none

⇢ next chapter

motive: ariana grande ft doja cat

Some might think living with a handsome, ravishing no.2 hero hawks is just like a dream. However, you know what bullshit that is. Yeah, he has his looks but can't settle down in a relationship for the life of him. Though some people understand, he's too fast. And you should knew, he always came back past 12pm he's rarely in the penthouse and if your being honest as much as he hates the term, Keigo's an workaholic.

So sometimes you go up to the board yourself, telling them how he's this critical condition and how its ridiculous they demand paperwork while he's still bruised. While Keigo thinks its amusing how you couldn't care less about the repercussions of you speaking without a care in the world, you seriously worry about his care being under that charming smile.

"How many times do you have to fall through a building, leaving me to bandage your coo coo birdy ass up only to do it all over again? Not paying me for the endless professional health kits?" Stifling a laugh he shrugged his shoulders, "Well when you put it like that, I kinda feel bad." You heard the sarcasm in his voice, making you suddenly tighten the bandage around his forearm. Earning a hiss in pain from him, his head falling back on the couch. "Oh pipe down, you felt much worse than this right?" You teased, wrapping it more gently before tying it up.

"Thanks doc, can I get a kiss for being a good patient-" Using your quirk you threw a pillow at his face, hiding your slight blush. "Shut up and get ready for bed, I went to the board they're giving you a couple of days off." You explained, putting the bandages and disinfectant back into the container. "Birdy you didn't have to do that, all I needed was a good nights sleep and I would've been fine-" Shooting him a glare he chuckled, "Fine fine, I'll rest up." "Good."

Closing the lid to the box, it floated back into your bathroom as you went to the kitchen to get a late night snack. "Yknow its funny, you say you hate me yet, you care for me just as much." He remarked making your blush return, lucky your back was facing him. "How could I not? You literally leave at times of the night when I'm still sleeping, I wake up your gone only to come back at like 1am." You started, still going on as you closed the pantry door with a small bag of marshmallows.

"I-I get worried at times Kei, I know you can't always tell me where your going, but atleast know your somewhat safe here resting." You finish turning around, your eyes finally meeting his slightly widen ones. "Well, how about this I'll start leaving you notes everytime before I leave, and if your not awake I'll leave a feather or two to tickle you out of your sleep." He teased with a slight smirk on his face, "Yeah right, but you don't have to do that Kei I feel like that would be slight of a hassle just for me to know-" Your eyes looked down at the island countertop for a mere second, only to have your eyes locked on his with him now infront of you.

"Hey, if it means having you not worry so much I'll do it." He began, his eyes softer as his hand found its way ontop of yours. "Unless you want me to be here all the time?" He teased once more, his red pupils staring into yours as if waiting for a reaction. Not wanting him to tease you further you decided to do some teasing of your own, "Well I mean that would give me a further peace of mind, plus you'd be here with me." You stated, not expecting to see a light hint of blush over the winged hero's cheeks. Even his wings ruffled slightly at the comment.

"Look who's blushing now? Anyways, since its getting late and I'm not tired yet..wanna watch a movie?" Still stunned by your replied, he just nodded. "Uhm, yea sure. Your pick." Feeling his hand pull back you felt a slight ping of sadness, before making your way over to the his room to watch a movie. Keigo had always had a bigger bed because of his wings, he even had it custom made so its bigger than a kings.

Little did you know, a lot more embarrassing moments would happen in that bedroom.

ع｡˖⁺𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍' 𝐈𝐓 𝐔𝐏 !

#-CHAPTER TWO

ಌ including: hawks x fem!reader

ಌ genre: fluff

ಌ cw: none, just keigo being a sweetheart

next chapter

needed me: rihanna

you had hanged out in hawk's room before, hell you even took naps in his room when he wasn't there. Its not your fault his bed just happens to be more cozier than your own, his feathers that are scattered in the room not bothering you as you fell asleep.

So it was no surprise when you felt your own eyes get heavy, Kei of course noticed this and was amused by how you refused to rest your head on his shoulder. "Your seriously gonna keep nodding off and snapping back awake? Or are you that determined to stay awake with me hm?" You rolled your eyes tiredly, before giving in and resting your head on his shoulder.

"There happy?" You asked sleepily, not knowing how the blonde's heart beated faster feeling you unconsciously snuggling into his side. "Don't get any ideas dummy..this is a one time thing.." You trailed off, linking your arm with his pressing your face now against his bicep. Looking down at your tired expression he smiled softly, trying to control the happy fluttering of his wings.

Craning them around you both, acting as a blanket. "One time thing huh? Guess I'll make the most of it." He continued to watch the movie, glancing at your sleeping expression occasionally. Once he saw his clock turn 1am, kei decided to let you sleep in his bed. Besides your reaction when you found yourself under his sheets would be priceless. Lifting your legs up slightly, he pulled the duvet over you both.

You shifted in your sleep slightly, shuffling closer to the blonde from a lack of touch. Keigo had loved that factor about you, no matter how many times you say you hate him you need his touch no matter the situation. And this was no different, so happily Kei gently wrapped an arm around your waist as to not cause you to stir in your slumber. Using a feather, he turned off the tv focusing on your tired features.

Your slightly messy hair, your face smushed into his chest, and soft snores leaving your lips. Yeah he had it bad for you, fighting the urge to kiss your lips he took one last long look at your sleeping face before drifting to sleep himself.

ع｡˖⁺𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍' 𝐈𝐓 𝐔𝐏 !

#-CHAPTER THREE

ಌ including: hawks x fem!reader

ಌ genre: fluff

ಌ cw: none

next chapter

wildest dream: by taylor swift

you were sleeping soundfully, snuggled up against a pillow when you felt something soft on your nose. "Kei staph it, m'tryna sleep here." You mumbled, tossing and turning the tickling on your nose not stopping until moments later. Huffing in victory you were on the brim of going back to sleep when you felt tiny soft things tickling your sides.

You urpted into a fit of giggles as you woke up, looking for Keigo only to see his vermillion feathers. "Of course." You rolled your eyes smiling, finding a small note attached to the lamp you slept next to.

Good morning princess, did you know you were so clingy in your sleep~? And don't be embarassed its cute. I'll be back soon dove <3 Love Keigo

Your cheeks went read as you read the note, "How did he know I'd be embarrassed-?! Dumb bird.." You mumbled, before realizing that his feathers can pick up sound. "Hey chuckle fuck can you stop by that bakery that I like later, I want sum donuts I'll pay you back by not punching you." You said dryly, earning a your hair getting ruffled by one of the feathers as your answer. Then the reality hit you, you spent a night in his bed. Your blush darkened quickly, burying your face with one of his pillows.

Did something happen? Did he kiss you, did you kiss him? Just at that moment you felt a feather tickle your feet making you giggle into the pillows, "Q-quit it! Shouldn't you be on patrol?" Putting the pillow back in place you fought the urge to ethier stay in his bed and face the teasing that follows with it, or get along with your day. While staying in bed all day, more importantly his bed was a nice thought you knew you had to get going.

Rubbing your eyes your feet padded on the wooden floor as you walked to your room, the feathers following behind you. As if Kei was actually here, well in retrospect he was. Kei never did like leaving you alone, he knew the feeling and he also knew how much you liked being looked after even when his not always around. That might be the reason why you and him rarely fought if not never, you both understood each other so much without having to say anything.

Which makes the whole relationship you both have slightly weird, Kei is a very direct person. The media and you both know that, so why is it that when Kei's taking pictures with his fangirls or when he's nonchalantly flirting with other girls you feel this twist in your heart everytime? Your not together but it doesn't help that he says and does things that make you feel otherwise, you've even heard him say multiple times he's not really ready for a relationship. More so to get to know the person, he rather just have someone in mind or have known some one for a long time-

"Wait-" You stopped your actions and movements as your mind went crazy, putting your toothbrush back in its stand you paused. Making sure to not say anything as to not alert the feathers following you. 'Was he dropping a hint for me?!' You thought, leaving the bathroom as you started pacing back and forth in your bedroom. "Wait why am I even concerned about this-?" You asked yourself out loud, sitting on your queen sized bed.

After all if Kei had someone else in mind it shouldn't be of your concern, truthfully you should be happy he found someone to spend his free time with..right? You tried to convince yourself that whoever Hawks sought after you wouldn't get jealous no matter how hard your heart hurts. Despite making sure your jealousy wouldn't affect your relationship with the winged hero, you felt a slight tear roll down your cheek at the thought.

Suddenly you saw the once immobile feather wipe the tear from your eye, making you smile softly. No, no matter who he chose you would be happy for Keigo and look out for him. Just as he does for you.

-`ღ´- 8:37pm

you were finishing up some paperwork when you heard someone landing on the balcony, a soft smile perked up at your lips. "Hey kid, you ok?" You looked up from the table to see keigo with a slight worried look on his face, "Yeah I'm fine bird brain, why wouldn't I be." You stated, your eyes traveling back to your paper, feeling him walk towards you. "I'm serious you seemed a little off this morning, you were crying kid."

You had hoped he didn't bring this up, he saw the hesitation on your face. Knowing you were gonna change the subject he took the pen you were using with a feather, "H-hey!" You stood up from the table trying to reach the pen, you were just about to float of the floor to jump and reach the feather when Kei held you down.

"Y/n please, tell me what was bothering you." You knew he was serious, he never used your first name. But you didn't want to lie. What could you say? You broke your gaze and sighed softly, "I, look I was just thinking about some guy earlier. Thats it." You confessed, catching the slight irk in his eyebrow for a spilt second. "Seriously? Your gonna have to tell me more than that dove." He loosened his grip on your wrist, "I was- I was worried that he might not feel the same way I do." You confessed, your gaze not meeting his.

You saw his wings ruffle slightly at your confession, "Oh..well if thats all that was bothering you, I'll leave you to this paperwork you know where to find me." He said blankly, walking past you placing your pen back on the table, not even bothering to ruffle your hair or making an attempt to kiss your cheek. You felt worse than before, did he think you liked someone else? God you really screwed up now.

But wait..why was he upset?

ع｡˖⁺𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍' 𝐈𝐓 𝐔𝐏 !

#-CHAPTER FOUR

ಌ including : hawks x fem!reader

ಌ genre: fluff

summary: none

we fell inlove in october: girl in red

the usual teasing conversations between you and Keigo hadn't been going on as frequently as you would've liked since your 'confession'. Although you weren't lieing, its just that guy you were so worried about is also the guy who now thinks you have eyes for someone else. When that couldn't be more wrong, but how could you tell him? You had to do something, the apartment didn't feel the same without his flirting and feathers planning surprise tickle attacks on you.

But to your luck a rather anxious phone call saved you, not that you would know but a little bird was listening in after just getting back from patrol. Keigo had just made it back before it had started to rain so you didn't hear him land on the balcony. "I know Rumi its just..its complicated ya know?" Overhearing you talking on the phone he decided to be quite and listen in to the conversation, he didn't like eavesdropping (its Keigo ofc he fucking does) but it might bring insight as to why you have been more silent than usual lately.

"Are you crazy I can't just go, oh I know I made it seem like I had a thing for a nonexistent guy when really that nonexistent guy is you! Wanna go chirping at 4am together? That sounds like an unwiped asshole excuse." You ranted. Slumping agaisnt the hallway wall. That was his answer, he wanted to run up to you and kiss you all over your face but as much as he wanted to, he couldn't. First off, he had been listening to you conversation instead just asking you whats wrong. Keigo wanted to tell you how he felt so badly but it didn't feel right this way, he's always told you if you needed to rant about something you can always tell him.

And you didn't, you told Mirko. So to respect your privacy, despite knowing Keigo choose to act like he just got back and pretend he didn't hear one word of the conversation. Kei heard a voice on the other side of the phone going, "Was that him?" And you humming in response before hearing you hang up and approach him. "Hey Kei, you alright? Its raining pretty hard out there." He gave you a slight smile replying with, "Yeah it is, but I got back in time. And what happened to bird brain? I kinda miss that one."

You tucked your phone in your pocket, rubbing your shoulder. Your eyes on the floor before following to his, "We..we need to talk about last week." You said, now sure of yourself. "But first, let me dry your hair. Its gonna drip all over my new rug idiot.." Going to take a towel from the your bathroom closet, Keigo smiled softly glad things were going back slightly to they way they were.

-`ღ´-

Kei sat on the couch his head tilted back as you softly dried his hair, "You know when I said was worried about some guy?" He hummed in response, his hazel eyes looking up at you. Taking a breath you started, "Well it wasn't a lie, but more so a not all the way told truth. W-what I mean is- guy is you." You said hesitantly, taking the towel away from his head. Your eyes not meeting his, the air in the atmosphere grew thick as you waited for a response. Rain could be heard pattering against the windows as the room remained silent.

"I had a feeling you liked me." Your eyes went wide as your eyes darted to his to see the wide grin on his lips, "Wait what?" He chuckled airy sitting up, turning to look at you "Yknow your bad at hiding your emotions when you like someone. Especially in your sleep." You turned away from him in slight annoyance and heavy embarrassment, only to find him smirking infront of you. "Your not denying it~" Your eyes never met his, feeling his heavy gaze on your figure, knocking down your poker face attitude. "Well you never said if you felt the same way.." You mumbled.

"What was that doll? Couldn't hear ya." You grew with embarrassment as you began to turn away from him, "You heard me, you damn birdbrain." Stooping down to your eye level, his smirk faded and you only saw a soft smile on his face. "Maybe I did, but I wanna see your face when I tell you." Reluctantly you dragged your eyes up to his, getting an eyefull of his handsome face and piercing golden eyes. "I like you too dove. Hell I kinda love ya actually."

Your eyes widened at the last comment, "You do?" He chuckled at your starstruck expression, "Pretty much unless you happen to love me more?" You rolled your eyes punching his arm, "Shut up, you dumb birdy.." Pouting, Keigo jutted his bottom lip out. "No I love you kiss? Woww, and here I was thinking you love me." Rolling your eyes once more, you headed to your bedroom to change into some pjs. "Gotta work for it pretty bird." You stated, not knowing the effect of nickname on the blonde.

"P-pretty bird? Thats a new one." You giggled at his embarrassment, turning around in your tracks. Walking back towards the winged hero you smile softly taking his face in both hands, "Yknow the hardest part about all this? I can't deny you of anything, at any point in my life." A dorky grin tucks at the corners of his lips, "Does that mean I can get a kiss?" He asked, his wings ruffling with excitement his eyes the same. Full of happiness like a child, "Yeah, after all pretty birds deserve only the best kisses~" You cooed, before pressing your lips softly on his.

Butterflies swirling all in your stomach as you felt him wrap his arms around your waist. At that moment you could feel everything you never could, his warm hands on your back. His soft skin your hands, and the warmth that his lips bring you on yours. After what seemed like forever he pulled back his forehead resting on yours, "Sleep in my room tonight?" You giggled placing a shorter but passionate kiss on Keigo's lips, "Sure bird brain."

(dw loves theres more after this <33)

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐎𝐍 !

ಌ including : k. bakugou, s. todoroki, e. kirishima, hawks x fem!reader

ಌ genre : fluff

a/n: I haven't really made anything like this before soo here ya go <33

before I die/play no games: Ayzha

ع˖⁺. KATSUKI

ಌ wearing his shirts

its something about you wearing his shirts, the big shirt ending at your doughy thighs. Its even hotter when you wear tiny shorts under the shirt, seeing you sit down on the couch, the shorts riding up your thighs making it seem like you only have underwear on and mindlessly talk with your friends on the phone while katsuki fights the urge to take you right there and then in the living room. So don't be surprised when you see him eye fucking you across the room, if you ask him if he needs or wants something a slow smirk with creep up on his lips. "Hell yea I fuckin do, c'mere pretty girl your gonna ride my face til I say you can stop."

ع˖⁺. SHOTO

ಌ long passionate kisses

shoto lacked affection in his child life, so when you look into his eyes with such love and honesty it makes him want more. He'll stop at any moment if you feel uncomfortable but most of the times he knows you want it just as much as him. So when he cups your cheek and kisses you back, his other hand gripping your waist and pulling you deeper into the kiss. Run your fingers through his hair and tug it a little and he's all yours, he'll moan into your mouth before pushing you back on whatever surface and invade your mouth with his tongue. "Your so addicting baby, I can't help myself. Do you mind if I have a taste of your other lips?"

ع˖⁺. EJIROU

ಌ sitting on his lap and pressing kisses to his neck

theres nothing that kiri loves more is being able to hang out with his friends on a game while you sit in his lap, you think it might be distracting for him to have you there but he says if anything it helps him focus more. But its when he's in the midist of a game, focusing really hard and you press sweet kisses to his neck with a "Your doing great baby." That makes him melt, Kiri is a sucker for praise and when you do it so sweetly just forces him to hold back a moan. "Yeah, uhm guys I'm gonna go, y/n needs me."

"You got my attention now baby, got s'more kisses to share? Hmm?"

ع˖⁺. HAWKS

ಌ massages, specifically near the base of his wings

its no surprise that Keigo's wings are very sensitive, so after a long day of patrol and villian robberies you'll offer a massage to soothe his aches like the sweetheart you are. Not aware of the hero's sensitive spots, after asking him to remove his shirt you start at his shoulders softly massaging his tense skin before moving down to the middle of his back. "Wait baby-fuck." His wings will ruffle slightly from the pleasure, pink tinting his face from embarrassment. "Shit angel I'm sorry its just that spot on my back is-" "Sensitive, its okay baby just relax if it makes you feel that good I can take care of that for you." You reassure him pressing a kiss to his shoulder, "That's my girl, and don't worry dove whatever you do for me I'll make sure I'll treat that cunt of yours just as good."

Im a slut for consensual Somnophilia, Imagine waking up to the feeling of immense pleasure hard tough hands lightly gripping at your thighs looking down to see Hawks just going down on you like never before, making slurping noises his wings vibrating like his tounge he is able to get a few words out before going back to slurping eating and licking away “Goodmorin’ baby” you moan back “morning Ah… why the suprise… ahh” his hero watch dings he ignores it continuing to eat you out til you cum from his tongue and only his tongue. He gets up “Do ya need anythin darlin’ ” when you shake your head no he kisses your head and flies off from the balcony to save someone’s life. After getting yourself together you pick up your phone to see your phone has been blowing up with tweets you look to see just to see ‘Hawks punches man in face after he allegedly was talking about his partner’ That jealous cocky bastard

Educated

HELLO EVERYONE I AM STILL VERY MUCH ON A HIATUS!! butttt I’ll very hesitantly be here trying to answer inboxes, do some drabbles, etc. Please take this very crappy and sloppy fic as an apology for being gone hehe rip

TW: noncon, bullying, abuse of power, language, manipulating, groping

Pairing: Yandere hawks x f reader

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COBRA KAI BOYS WITH A GLEE CLUB/MUSICAL THEATER GIRLFRIEND

summary 📣: cobra kai boys dating a musical theater girlfriend (or boyfriend i don’t think there are any female pronouns, i’m sorry if there are)

warnings 🚫: none i think

slater’s note 🗯: i’m sorry for being so absent lately, also i’ve set most of my fics their jr. year bc i have no idea what grade they are in in high school 🤷‍♀️

robby keene:

➪ low-key loves the shit out of you for being a music dork

➪ you sing/hum a lot of your songs a lot of the time when you’re studying with him or just hanging out randomly

➪ at first he low key found it annoying and would tell you to stop for awhile while you guys were studying but as it continues on he doesn’t care

➪ the tune gets stuck in his head and he will end up humming along

➪ at your shows he’ll sing along there too because he basically has it memorized unintentionally

➪ will watch your rehearsals unintentionally

➪ like he’ll come in to pick you up and he’s a little early so he just watches from the audience seats on his phone before he hears you sing and he just becomes enchanted (lmao)

➪ praises you all the time

➪ will feel like your musical director is being harsh and want to step in and want them to lay off but you have to tell him it’s fine

➪ admires you for the amount of pressure you undergo even though he’s literally a karate student and literally fights people in front of other people in competitions

➪ he’ll take you out to eat after your performances

➪ like you guys will go to a diner or something and share a basket of fries

➪ it’s all cute

miguel diaz:

➪ man would low key wanted to join musical theater his freshman year

➪ but now that he has a girlfriend that’s in musical theater, he’s pretty fulfilled

➪ he’s SO PROUD

➪ like overhyped you type of proud and tells anyone and everyone that you’re in theater

➪ he’ll help your glee club hang up poster and flyers about your show around the halls and even rope eli into helping him

➪ miguel is like a manger for the theater just so he can spend time with you

➪ he’ll bring his mom and grandma to your shows

➪ but the best thing is he’ll also rope johnny into one of them, like saying you wanna go to a concert and he gets there and he’s all like, “this isn’t ozzy osborne” or whatever

➪ he’ll help you memorize songs and moves (idk anything about musical theater so pardon me on this)

➪ he’s genuinely there for you on this and won’t give up if you guys mess up steps/lyrics and will be like “let’s try that one more time, you got this”

➪ like i can imagine you guys holding hands, moving side to side as you sing along to a recording of the background music

➪ literally the sweetest and will take you out to dinner after one of your performances

eli moskowitz:

➪ okay so i feel like eli would low key keep you a secret

➪ he would have known you before he was hawk and you guys were decent friends and you’d be one of the only people that brought a smile to his face at that time

➪ you guys would start dating like at the edge of his transformation to hawk

➪ and no one really knew about it and y’all didn’t really find the need to tell anyone since a high percentage of your musical theater group are just a bunch of people who hate people like hawk (aka “bullies”)

➪ so you didn’t find a point in telling them

➪ but anyways miguel would be one of the first people to find out and he would just be *stunned*

➪ like he hangs out with you guys all the time and he never had a clue till he saw eli give you kiss after you dropped him off at practice

➪ “you’re dating y/n?!”

➪ his eyes would widen and he’d be like “keep it down” and it’s not like he’s embarrassed about you, you’re just not the type of person he wants to expose around his friend group

➪ anyways the kids completely in love with you aside from the fact that he unintentionally keeps you a secret

➪ he comes to any of your productions and will be standing in the crowd when it’s over, clapping like crazy

➪ he’ll buy you like flowers and shit

➪ pick you up after your after school practices in

➪ i know this is the bare minimum but he actually genuinely cares (even though he likes to act like he doesn’t) and will ask you questions like how practice was and what you’re working on and what you are doing at the moment, it’s sweet

different type of game, part one. eli moskowitz x reader

summary 📣: in which eli moskowitz is a popular hockey player, but to reader he was just a boy tory nichols had history with. but eli’s trying to erase that history, and what better way then trying to get with her best friend?

warnings 🚫: mentions of sex, swearing, vulgar language, drinking, tory and reader have a “funny” relationship, no mohawk eli‼️

slater’s note 🗯: i saw a video of hockey jacob, so this kind of inspired this fic. also is it wrong that i lowkey ship tory and hawk?

part one, part two

“hockey boys are fun, always a good fuck.”

“jesus, tory.”

“what?” she out called innocently, leaning back from the boarder separating the two of you from the ice, “it’s true.”

“oh yeah?” you quirked a brow to tory, leaning away from the boarder as well and making your way to the entrance onto the ice.

you really wondered if tory thought about the words that came out of her mouth before they actually came out of her mouth.

the two of you had been watching the high school hockey team practice with the rest of your figure skating team when her words just popped into the air.

“yes.”

“who have you fucked?”

it’s silent, meaning either tory hadn’t followed you onto the ice and didn’t hear you or she was stumped.

she never got stumped, only with you really, and it was because you knew how to contradict her without fear, unlike others who would rather keep their mouths shut then receive a blade to the face from the stupid spike bracelet she kept around her wrist at all times.

you slightly glanced back, trying to see if she was following you, “tory? who’d you fuck?”

the skating rink smelt of sweat and blood, making scrunch up your nose slightly as you got farther to the center. it hadn’t ever mattered how early you got to the rink, it always smelled like that, even before the hockey practices.

“no one.”

“shut up,” you rolled your eyes, turning the heal off your skate to face her. you knew she was lying then.

“what?”

“tory,” you dumbfounded, “who’d you have sex with?”

it was like she was cowering away from you, as if you were about to hit her or something and you didn’t get it.

“c’mon.”

“fine,” she nipped at her lip, eyes sliding along the ice, “miguel diaz.”

and you almost gasped, eyes widening, “tory,” but you kept it in, your hand reaching for her, almost asking her if she was serious, “no way, the kids a dork.”

“shut up, no he’s not.”

“yes he is!” you almost laughed, “he’s friends with those other dweebs, y’know? the lip kid and uh-“

“demetri?”

“yes!”

“y/n, you’re stupid,” it was her turn dead stare you in the eyes with a disappointed glare in her irises, “that was freshman year, two years ago, a lot happens in two years- god haven’t you ever seen eli shotgun? he does it at almost every party.”

“eli?”

“lip kid.”

“oh.. huh?”

tory rolled her eyes as if she was done with your shit, “he has the rough red hair, almost looks pink... uh, hot, number 20 on the hockey-“

you gasped, it all suddenly clicking in your head, “that’s him?”

“yes, that’s him.”

tory looked at you as if you were stupid, her face blank but harsh, it almost made you laugh, but you held it in, allowing a small snide smile slide across your lips, “how was he?”

“miguel?”

“no, eli,” you rolled your eyes, “yes, tory, the one you had sex with.”

“oh...” her teeth sunk into her bottom lip once again. her cool and rude exterior seemed to have disappeared real quick in replace of nervousness, “what if i told you i fucked the both of them?”

°•

it was a late friday night, ten minutes after practice when you felt rushed by tory’s phone call.

“y/n, where are you?”

“tory, where are you?” you were struggling with the phone pressed up to your ear as you tried your best to pull off skates and balance yourself up.

it was nine thirty at night, practice had just gotten over and there was no sign of tory at all throughout the night.

it always seemed as though tory was a slacker, didn’t show up for school, but always showed up to figure skating practice. she always said it was her ticket to a better life, especially with finals coming up. so it was weird for her to ditch out.

“y/n, it’s larusso’s party tonight, it started half an hour ago,” you could hear an annoyance in her tone, “you said you would meet me here.”

you closed your eyes tightly, it suddenly all coming back to you. you had promised her to be her safety buddy for the night just in case any weirdos came around harassing up on her.

“fuck, tory, i forgot,” you lightly slapped your forehead as if scolding yourself, sitting down in one of the arena seats, “i’ll be there soon, practice just ended.”

“you better be,” her voice erupted through your phone speaker, “i’ve been talking to stingray for the half hour, i’m gonna shoot myself before i have another drink.”

you rolled your eyes at the exaggeration that came from her mouth, “shut up.”

and you hung up the phone.

°•

you squinted up at the large larusso home. everyone knew daniel larusso as the ex-hockey-player-valley-championship-winner-now-super-rich-car-salesman. the people of LA worshiped the man.

trekking up the front lawn you could already smell the booze that was practically leaking past the front door.

“finally, you made it,” tory’s arm slung over your shoulder the moment you walked in, her hand shoving a red solo cup in your own, “drink up, long night ahead.”

you narrowed your brows, looking to her a bit confused at her tense posture. she should have been loosened up more, especially with how much alcohol she probably drunk.

“you alright?” you quirked a brow while taking a drink of the sour tasting liquid that you found hard forcing down your throat.

you winced, slightly tilting your head before throwing back some more into your mouth.

“nothing, just kinda... bored.”

“shut up, no you’re not.”

“can we go sit down?”

she was moving before you could say ‘yes’ and moving pretty fast as she swerved herself around the clumps of people littering the living room.

she sat down on a couch in the corner, her hands sitting gently on her lap making your brows close in on each other even more. it didn’t make sense as to why she was being so... awkward.

it was like her heart was racing and her eyes were moving fast, looking from one place to another, like she was paranoid, looking for someone.

“tory, are you on drugs?” you asked, placing your hand close to her as you took a seat next to her on the nice leather couch.

you could barely see her face by the way the only thing illuminating her features were the cheap tacky disco lights set in all the corners of the room.

“no, y/n,” she shook her head, eyes squinting slightly, “fuck you, no, i just need something to drink.”

“water?”

“sure.”

“okay,” you nodded slightly, leaning away from her and standing up, “i’ll get you some.”

she stayed silent, not even watching you walk away but her attention being drawn toward the group of kids beginning to dance in the center of the room.

it was unsettling seeing her so on edge, so strange, it made you uncomfortable due to tory being the usual life of a party. it was so unlike her.

you grabbed one of the solo cups stacked on the counter, biting on your lip as you thought more and more about why tory would be in the mood that she was in.

you couldn’t think of anything as you leaned up on the counter, your hand reaching for the ice as you shoveled it into the red plastic cup.

maybe she was mad you were late or maybe something had happened to her while you were at practice or maybe-

“you’re tory’s friend, right?”

you looked up, pausing your actions of pouring ice into the cup. your eyes met a pair of blue ones, studying you.

“uh, yeah,” your eyebrows were furrowed again, slightly confused as to who you were looking at...

red hair, rough red hair fading into pink...

eli.

your face dropped from its confusion and you were then trying your best to bite back a wave of amusement that begun filling your stomach.

“you’re on the figure skating team too, aren’t you.”

“yeah, are you?”

he scoffed, slight amused taking a drink of the solo cup he held in his hand, “no, hockey team. don’t think i’m nimble enough to do figure skating.”

your eyes raked his body, “hm, i think you could probably pull it off.”

you now leaned away from the counter, sliding further down to the other side where the bottle of waters were. eli followed you slightly on the other end of the marble counter.

“you’re flattering, really.”

“i try to be,” you begun dumping the contents of one of bottles you picked up into the cup, your eyes not meeting his but rather focused on what you were doing.

“y/n? that’s your name, right?”

“yeah, how’d you know?” you still didn’t look up, not really interested in the fact that he knew your name.

“not hard to know about something when you really wanna know about it.”

you looked up then, watching him drink the contents of his drink as he slightly analyzed you, wanting to see your reaction.

“you’re funny...” you mumbled, as if what he said was a joke, but you knew it was a joke, you were just confused, your eyebrows slightly raised.

“thanks.”

you didn’t know what to say, but you really wanted to say something as you stared at him and he stared back, waiting.

you didn’t know what to say.

and you wanted to think that he didn’t know what to say either but you knew better than to think that a boy like him didn’t have a million things to say, all things that could stump you even more, make you flustered, make you embarrassed, make you red in the cheeks. 

a million things to say, but yet he stood silent, as if waiting for you to say the first words to allow him to pounce. 

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different type of game, part two. eli moskowitz x reader

summary 📣: in which eli moskowitz is a popular hockey player, but to reader he was just a boy tory nichols had history with. but eli’s trying to erase that history, and what better way then trying to get with her best friend?

warning/s 🚫: gif not mine, swearing, aggression, and idk

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part one, part two

“i smoked an unusual amount of weed last night.”

“oh really?”

the cold air of the state hockey rink nipped at the exposed skin of your neck as you entered the arena.

this skating rink was a lot nicer than the one your practiced at. there were more seats, much more room, a large scoring board with a large screen advertising companies sponsoring the team, and a snack bar.

tory had convinced you to join her at the all state game of the valley’s hockey team against another team in san francisco.

you hadn’t had any particular interest in hockey until that year after being forced by your figure skating coach to see a game with the team, and after seeing a fight, it created a lot of excitement.

seeing the flying of gear being pulled off their bodies just so they’d have a better chance to hit one another’s face while they were pressed against the boarder glass separating the fans from the players, it was a different type of thrill.

and you had a feeling another fight would be thrown especially with the fact that it was the state game.

“your mom catch you this time?”

“surprisingly not, she wasn’t even home until after robby left.”

“what so are you and robby best friends now?” you quirked a brow looking to her as the two of you filed down stairs looking for each others seats.

“well no, not exactly.”

“he just gets you weed?”

“he just gets me weed,” she agreed, nodding her head a bit as you began filing down an isle of front row seats.

you were practically stunned as you took in the glory of how close you felt to the ice, you almost couldn’t believe it.

“say, how’d you get these tickets?”

“miguel,” she shrugged as the two of you sunk into the cold red plastic, “apparently he two extra ones and said i could have them.”

you nodded, slightly shimmying in your seat as you tried your best to get comfortable. sure, the stadium was a lot nicer and a lot newer, but the seats were just the same.

it wasn’t long till players began filling out into the ice coming along with an announcement of their name and position.

you found yourself zoned out, looking around mindlessly and studying people’s faces before you heard a familiar name.

eli moskowitz.

your eyes twitched towards the ice as you saw the boy run circles around the ice before sliding in line along with his teammates.

it took you awhile as you tried to think more and more about how you knew him before it hit you hard and made you feel stupid.

“oh, yo,” you slightly sat up in your seat, extending your arm a bit to your left where tory sat next to you, grabbing her attention, “you know eli, right? the kid you slept with?”

“uh, yeah, i think i remember him rather well.”

you looked at her, making a funny face at the sarcasticness that flew out of her mouth, “yeah, well, he talked to me at the party the other night.”

it was then that you had really seemed to have caught her attention, her posture straightening out and readjusting as she seemed to look interested, hands grasping the arms of the plastic chair.

“oh really?”

“yeah, it was weird,” you shook it off, slightly satisfied with the answer she gave (with her body), now knowing you weren’t crazy for thinking about it a lot more then you probably should have. “i kind of feel bad, like i should’ve talked to him more.”

“oh don’t feel bad,” she said quickly, sifting herself to face away from you and rather the rink, “the kids annoying and probably only wants to fuck you, y/n.”

“i don’t think that’s it,” you slightly screwed up your face at the assumption, “he only asked if i was friends with you and if i was in figure skating.”

“he asked about me?” she seemed shocked but also flattered as she pressed the palm of her hand against her chest.

you nodded, pressing your lips together into a thin line, thinking she missed the whole entire point, “yeah, it wasn’t that big of a deal, he just asked if we were friends.”

it wasn’t that big of a deal and yet it had you thinking about him all weekend.

you also found yourself stalking a lot of his social media platforms. looking up his snap and contemplating whether or not to add it as well as whether or not you should follow him on instagram, but you denied yourself of both. it’d too look weird to be suddenly adding him everywhere after just one conversation.

but something told you he wouldn’t have minded, that that’s what he wanted.

not hard to know about something when you really wanna know about it.

what’d he mean by that?

his instagram account was public and was flooded with pictures of him and miguel during the hockey season, all obtaining at least a thousand likes. this man was worshipped by all valley teens and even adults.

“wait,” you paused, adjusting yourself in your seat so you could face her a bit better, “do you like him?”

tory struggled so hard to protect the obvious glow that began resonating all of her face, but you knew her better than anyone to not believe the struggled ‘no’ that came out of her mouth.

you almost gasped, hitting her arm playfully, “tory!”

“what?”

“i thought you never caught feelings.”

her face dipped into a pout as she slightly realized how strange it was for her to like someone, it made her want to hurl.

“okay, but you can’t tell anyone.”

you held in your laugh, holding up your pinky, “deal.”

°•

the game ended with a significant win for the valley high hockey team, ending with cheers with the boys all throwing their arms in the air seconds after the loud buzzer went off.

you smiled watching some of them throw off their masks and gloves hurling themselves at another while yelling in excitement.

you weren’t exactly sure what this did for them other than dubbing them winners of the all state championship.

you were ready to go, looping your coat between your arms while shuffling out of your row and up the stairs before noticing tory wasn’t with you.

“you coming?”

“yeah, just give me a second,” she was staring out in the ice with her body shifting away from you and pulling down deeper into the arena.

“okay,” you sighed climbing the rest of the stairs before making it out to the practically vacant lobby that only filled some parents waiting for their son.

you leaned on one of the walls close to the door, pulling your phone out of your back pocket expecting tory to be out soon for whatever reason she was out there in the first place.

you heard the sound of loud cheers and claps as boys upon boys hustled out into the lobby of the ice rink, carrying their duffle bags and hockey sticks while walking to their parents with grim smiles on their faces.

you analyzed some of the boys, recognizing come of the boys from your school but not enough to put names and a personality behind, although you were sure they probably all were the same, assholes.

but seeing the moment of naiveness of the them hurrying to their parents and straining them with hugs of proudness and happiness made you slightly smile.

you looked back down to your phone, scrolling through your instagram mindlessly till you felt a light kick on your shin. it made you look up real fast, looking for the culprit.

you didn’t have to look far till your eyes met a pair of icy blue ones, the same as from nights before, coming with faded dyed red hair.

“didn’t know you were a hockey fan.”

a sly surprised yet confused smile slowly crept up onto your mouth, pulling your lips up into curves, “yeah, biggest one here.”

“i’ll be honest, you didn’t really strike me as one,” he tilted his head a bit, shuffling closer to you.

you nodded, watching him carefully. it was then you noticed that it seemed that nobody was waiting for him, not even his parents as every other person in the room already had a child in their grasp.

it made you narrow your brows as you looked back at him directly, “your parents not come?”

“oh no,” he shook his, “never to the out of valley games, they usually just wait at the school when the bus drops us off.”

“yeah, congrats on your win though,” you nodded with a genuine tone, “you scored hella points.”

“yeah, all for you babe,” he playfully smirked, leaning even closer into you.

your cheeks red as you began to find it harder and harder to maintain eye contact with him, your eyes landing on the floor before glancing up to him where he now had his arm propped up above your head.

“that’s so- flattering,” you coughed awkwardly thinking about tory and how the man she liked was practically shamelessly press against you, “but yeah.”

“but yeah?” he quirked a brow staying up close and personal, “you don’t believe me?”

“i think-“

“y/n, what the fuck?”

you knew it would happen. you knew tory wouldn’t stay in the arena all day, and you knew with your luck, it would only make sense that she walked in on this.

eli leaned away once he realized who the girl stalking over was, anger twinned into her expressions as she glared at you. it looked as if she was about to clock you in the jaw by how tight she had her fists closed, keeping them tight by her sides.

“tory, i-“

she gave you no time to speak as she grabbed onto your wrist tightly, practically digging her nails into your skin, yanking you towards the exit.

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like clockwork. eli moskowitz x reader

summary 📣: in which reader and eli always have the same routine

warnings 🚫: swearing, talk of abuse but it’s not actually abuse, toxic relationship like REALLY TOXIC

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“suck my dick!”

“you were always so dramatic.”

“just the way you like it though, huh eli?”

you had the nastiest look on your face that made him wince so hard, but he recovered, quirking an eyebrow, “you were always a brat.”

“awh,” you popped your bottom lip out, shinning the big puppy dog eyes he always fell victim to, “but what does that make you, the biggest fucking asshole to walk this earth?”

“say whatever you need to say, whatever makes you sleep at night, princess.”

clock work, just the clock work.

the only thing that kept you from ripping your hair out was the thought of this only being clock work. something that had to happen in order for you to get to the next step, to be able to be closer to the goal.

and the goal was always the same, being together.

it was rather ridiculous, but it was just how it worked, it was how your relationship with eli functioned and how you got through the days without tearing each others eyes out.

“why don’t you just... end things, y/n? for good?”

“because i love him.”

“that’s not how it should work though. y/n, if you really love him you need to just let him go... for good.”

it was a nightmare to think about life without eli though, you cared for him so much that you couldn’t imagine going a day without calling him yours, without his gaze on you, the gaze that made you feel like you were in the stars.

“fuck you.”

“that’s right, fuck me, because everything i do is my fault.”

miguel couldn’t even comprehend how the two of you even functioned with each other, it never made sense. one minute you’re all lovey dovey, on top of each other, can’t get enough of one another, but the next he has to hold back eli from choking the shit out of you.

the boy dipped his head into his hands as he continued to listen to the two of you argue back and forth in the other room. everything was going perfectly fine till the next moment he found you hovered over eli, yelling at him about whatever it was that you yelled at him about.

and it was all the same, always the same. girls, boys, girls who talked to eli, boys who talked to you, girls who flirted shamelessly with eli, boys who flirted shamelessly with you. all the same.

“why don’t you just... why don’t you care? why can’t you just fucking show emotion when i talk to you?”

“are you fucking kidding me, y/n?” he inhaled sharply, his shoulders ducking forward as did his arms, reaching out in expression, “i can barely get anything from you! show emotion? how about you take your own goddamn advice?”

“shut up!”

miguel glanced over to sam who chewed on her nail, pacing the floor as she also listened, hoping to god it’d be over soon.

“maybe if you supported-“

“maybe if i supported you? that’s all i do, what do you think i’m doing? you think i’m here just for a good time? ‘cause-“

“it sure seems like it!”

fuck.

it always ended with someone crying. that someone being you. and it always ended fast, falling from the sky and out of no where. so fast it made your stomach hit your throat, guilting you into tears as he’d leave.

he’d leave, but he’d be back.

he’d always be back and it didn’t matter when or where or how, it just happened and you’d be there with open arms, welcoming him whole heartedly.

yeah, he’d be back.

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