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Cute things Hawks does:
Asks, "what was that for?" With a lopsided smirk every time you give him a surprise kiss, even if he knows the reason.
Doesn't even bother to look with his eyes when he catches things, given the sensory prowess of his feathers; except when you trip. In that circumstance, he uses both arms to catch you.
Picks you up and carries you at every available oppurtunity. You're light as a feather to a pro hero's strength, and he'll make sure you know it and thoroughly internalize that. As a man, as your protector, it's kind of important to flaunt that for you a little.
Collects funky looking socks. Fuzzy ones. He starts buying two pairs and gifting you a set matching his. It's a well-kept secret, until you move in together and catch a glimpse at his oddly familiar-looking sock drawer.
Absentmindedly fidgets with items, especially those that have some sort of sensory element to them. He clutches his fluffy coat to his face to self soothe, runs his fingers along the nearest soft object to keep his focus centered on work.
Hawks tries really hard to pick up on your hobbies. At first it's curiosity from one side of the windowpane; hesitancy as he watches you, an unspoken rule barring him from joining in. The moment you extend an invitation for him to join you, coaxing him, he lights up and nods. You catch him practicing on his own some nights, a spark in his eye and pride in his chest.
Never lets sleep take him without telling you he loves you first. His sleepy, gruffy voice has woken you up more times than you can count. "Babe. Love you," he slurs, clutching you close to his chest as he passes out from exhaustion the moment he hits the bed.
I want you to imagine yourself, fifty years from now, sitting with your grandchildren. Imagine them asking you βwhat did you do during the Gazan Genocide?β What will you say? Will you say βI did nothing?β Will you say βI did what I could?β By donating to this fundraiser, you will be able to say βI saved a man from cancer.β Iβm sure many of you have seen the fundraiser for @mohiy-gaza2 . What you might not know is that Mohiy himself is very sick. He told me himself that he recently had an MRI to diagnose a tumor in his pancreas, and now needs surgery to remove his spleen. Dealing with these illnesses is difficult enough for those of us lucky enough to live in peaceful countries; in a warzone Mohiyβs task is nothing short of horrific. I know pancreatic cancer is a difficult disease, but with our help, I believe Mohiy can beat it.
I know there are other fundraisers on your dash. Iβm sure your bank accounts are already low from the donations youβve already made. All I can do is beg you, from the bottom of my heart: help Mohiy and his family. Iβve already donated; please find it in your heart to donate whatever you can. To quote Mohiy himself:
Thank you for reading this. I know Mohiy and his family are grateful for anything you can give.
Star Wars #49 - "Path of Light" (2024)
written by Charles Soule art by Jethro Morales & Rachelle Rosenberg
au where touya stays but the abuse still happens
Cars
# 211 yuta : 0-0 , ^//u//^
Waddles
revival
sukuna is this bad boy womanizer that claims that he'll never settle down, and then you happen and BAM. he's in your shared kitchen, heating up a bottle for your baby so you can get a bath and a glass of wine
he's like. wait how the fuck did THIS happen?