BNHA ending thank you sketch by animator, Nami Fujii
Inspired by OPLA behind the scenes xD
yuta's birthday snap <3
(late post)
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.
ac: thatsallitchief
What position was nanami’s mom getting clapped in to create such a beautiful man
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playing one of those couple drinking games with katsuki and you pick out a card that says deep french kiss your partner, or drink two shots.
“alright,” you put on a fake serious tone, face deadpan, as you focus on everything but your boyfriend. you can feel his gaze on you as you reach for the shot glasses and gasp when he grabs your jaw, gently but firmly and turns you to face him.
his brow is raised, “don’t fuckin’ play with me.”
you smirk as he pulls you in for the kiss, hand still holding you in place, like you would even go anywhere.
the kiss is slow and sensual as he takes his time with you, tongue toying with yours as if he’s learning you for the first time. your hands can’t help but find their home in his hair, making him groan into your mouth as you pull on the strands and scratch his scalp.
he pulls away with a teasing and possessive bite to your bottom lip, eyes trained on it as he caresses where he bit with his thumb, hypnotizing you with his touch.
“we’re ending this game sober, i already told you.”
[papamin au 🐅] fall stroll 🍂