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a sign from me to you

:((( i love keigo sm.

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

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

wc: 1.6k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A cryptic message.

"We have them."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What’s that?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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just imagine-

Bai'he: yeah she was pretty bad.. But at least i have her ice powers!!

SWK: Ice powers? don't you mean bo- *falls into a shadow portal*

MK: MONKEY KING-

Bai'he: huh?

Macaque: Don't worry about him-

The heartbreak I felt when I learned that LBD creates bones, not crystals/ice. No one tell that to Bai He, we have to protect her from that knowledge—

Watch anyone trying to tell her that piece information get their ass kicked by Macaque

bucky

just wanna put this out there... smash, next question

Let it be known that Hawks will never be known for his self control

In his defence

He was never told murder was illegal

Yall cant tell me they ain’t hitting the same pose 😭

Chapter 185 - Wing Hero: Hawks

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

ooooohhhh who lives in a small tugboat out on the sea?

ge-mi-ni-tay

reading this while listening to Burn from Hamilton is UCHSVCDVBSKVKSKVSBCHJCSKJSJABCH

Imagine this...

It all led to this moment. You gave him your everything, and it still wasn't enough. He lied to you for months and kept his intentions from you for so long. You were never to trust him or anyone, again. First, it was your father. He sold you to the heroes for their horrid experiments. You were sure the people behind it were called the "hero committee," but that was an estimated guess, of course. When you were in the program, you were kept in the dark. You were isolated from the others, you had no one, and you were a nobody. Your number had been 62. You only received a sort of name when you were taken into the Liberation front. Or the LoV, as they used to be called.

That's where you met him: Hawks. There was something about him you felt drawn towards. Perhaps it was his golden eyes or his ruby red wings. Maybe it was his personality. He had a way of pinning you to your seat with a look, yet lulling you into a sense of comfort with his smile. You could tell there was more to him than what he was leading on. It didn't take long for you both to talk. Talking turned into something deeper. You didn't know what to call it. You spent so long under the thumb of the heroes that until you were able to escape, your skills in basic interactions were slim to none. Hawks taught you things. He didn't call you a number. He gave you pretty nicknames that made your stomach flip. His soft touches were so different from what you had been conditioned to.

Everyone could see it. The way you both were attached at the hip. Every mission was spent by one anothers side. You trusted him with your life. You had started to.. love him.

But then it all began to crumble and fall. You had been taught to watch behaviors and assess people like they were your prey. It was instilled into you, drilled almost as deep as the robotic body parts the heroes had forced on you. You watched people. Perhaps that's why you got along so great with Hawks; or Keigo, as he revealed during one of your more quiet cuddle sessions. That was the night he made love to you. He taught you what touch could feel like beyond hugs and kisses. He made you feel things that reminded you that you are human. The constant voice in the back of your head telling you, reminding you that you're not a monster. At least, not by choice.

It had been 4 months before you realized his behavior was..off. Maybe it was before that, and you just wanted to ignore it. You didn't want to believe something could be wrong. His behavior, his mood, and the twitch in his eyebrow when he saw other villains hurt heroes. You could see it. Clear as day. Clear as it can be for someone so close to him, like you. At least, you thought you were close. He had been inside of you and explored your emotions and desires. He reached into your soul and pulled on strings you didn't know were there. He helped you find yourself. And you figured out who he truly was a little too late.

The wind had always been your friend. It gave you fresh air and made you shiver. There was always something so heartwarming about the shiver that made you feel like a kid again. Movie scenes flashed in your head, movies Keigo had introduced to you. And pictures of autumn leaves and Thanksgiving pop into the images. Keigo mentioned he wanted to take you somewhere for the holiday. Somewhere private and peacful. Maybe travel to a place with beautiful waters and calm forests. He promised to take you. Though now, as you stood on this roof overlooking the city, images of such a blissful dream faded from your mind. The wind had always been your friend. That is what matters right now.

"Please don't do this. I swear to God I was going to tell you. " He didn't matter. His words were a lie. They had to be. There was no way he cared about you, claimed that he loved you, and lied to you for months.

"I was stupid to believe you. I should have listened to the voices in my head. They protected me before you came along.." The words were so soft, you almost didn't want to say them. A part of you wanted to forgive him. Forget the lies and the betrayal and run into his arms. You wanted to comfort him. The scars on his face were so fresh. His wings were still so torn and burnt. But the hurt you felt deep inside blinded you. You couldn't let this go. Not now. You couldn't let another man hurt you and get away with it.

His footsteps were hesitant and desperate. He looked at you with such guilt and regret. It was eating him inside. He could lose his wings. They used to make him who he was. But when he met you, it all changed. You were his everything. You were the reason he kept fighting against the villains. But he was the reason he kept being a spy hidden from you. If you knew he was still on the heroes side, you would have never trusted him in the first place. He didn't know much anymore. Who was right or wrong. But he knew he loved you.

"Baby, I swear to God I was going to tell you. I just didn't want the heroes to find out about us, and I couldn't risk my secret being told to the villains. I love you -" He whispered, his voice cut off as tears formed in his eyes. "I love you so damn much. You made me feel human again! I felt like I could be myself around you. That's something I've never felt before. With no one else." He begged. His voice was desperate and hoarse. And you wanted nothing more than to run into his arms. You wanted to believe him, but you were so hurt. If he loved you, why didn't he trust you with his secret?

"I've been lied to before. I know how this works. And now the Liberation front doesn't want me anymore. They think I was helping you. I've lost everything because of you." You said harshly, tears falling down your face. Keigo shook his head, swallowing his sobs. "No! No, I'm right here. I do love you, dove. Please, believe me. Step away from the edge and come with me. We can leave. We can just go. We'll be together, off in the cabin that you said you wanted. We can finish teaching you how to write cursive a-and I'll help you build that garden you wanted. We can grow as many tomatoes as you want! If you just..step down. I'm begging you." You couldn't stop the tears from falling from your cheeks. Tears scattered the city below, mixing with the light rain of the afternoon skies. You wondered if this is how it was supposed to be.

"I wanted that with you before you broke me. Before you lied and took advantage of my lack of emotions -" You said bitterly. "No! I never once took advantage of you. I am not your father, remember? You told me he abandoned you with the hero committee. I would never do that to you. I would never leave you like that, dove. You're my everything." He said sternly, stepping forward in determination. You could almost hear the truth in his voice. But the wind was so much louder tonight.

You turned to face him, your heel resting on nothing as you stood on deaths door. You could see past the wind. The truth is so evident in Keigos eyes as he pleaded with you. But if he lied to you once, couldn't he just do it again? "How can I believe you? After months of lying to me. To my face. How do I know I can trust you not to lie to me again?" Your voice was so soft, Keigo almost couldn't hear you. Almost. He just shook his head. "I.. I don't know. But I do know I would do it again if I had to. If it meant keeping you safe, I would lie again and again. Because I can not lose you. Not after I've found you." He was telling the truth. You could see it on his scarred face. The same cheek you loved to caress. Now marred in scars because of Dabi.

"Please just come to me. Let me take you away from all this." You wanted to step away from the edge. You wanted to accept his words and rush into his arms. But the wind has always been your friend. And it was a jealous thing, it was. It pulled and pulled until you were falling into its arms again. It was so loud, your eyes were tearing up. Keigos' face was the last you would ever see, but the wind would stay until the very end.