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This is so sweet I'm crying
TRIGGER WARNING: Hawks x reader. Minors DNI. Trauma. Pedophilia/incest. Comfort/support for that. Do not add any harmful comments or tags. Subject matter is not for everyone, so please ONLY read if this will not trigger you, as I will be making no attempt to censor this or any explicitness.
"Is there something wrong with me," you ask.
Those words are the last to leave your lips. Putting your secrets to words feels as if you've allowed the fluid that filled the cavity of your chest to spill; that fluid being a sacrilegious amalgamation of sorts, an unholy blend of suicidal dread and utterly childlike rage.
Keigo catches them. He picks them up like he does your hands in the cradle of his palms.
You could count the creases in those palms just as easily as you could Keigo's smile lines, or the crinkles at the corners of his eyes when you make him laugh from his belly. You could sketch Keigo's fingerprints from memory, you're positively sure.
"There's something wrong with what happened to you," Keigo answers. "But no. There's nothing wrong with you."
For once, you feel no obligation to correct him. His emphasis on happened is deliberate, and you allow it. After years of gentle coaxing, from the first time he nearly cried the word baby the first time you told him, you feel no need to compare what didn't happen to what did. You feel no desire to hide in shame of what could have been worse. You feel no obligation to inscribe a caveat into your own experience.
You feel no performance in your childhood death.
If anyone understands the intricacies and complexities that line a traumatic past, if there's anyone you can trust, it's him. His voice crackles with empathy like candlelight in the dim of your shared bedroom.
Try as you might to find it, there is no pity in his words. They are neither rehearsed nor forced.
Keigo's words are perfect, and they are for you.
"Is this okay," he further asks before he lifts your hand to his cheeks; and it cracks your shell down its center. You nod and you mean it.
Simple, unfamiliar words; finally, finally, finally uttered by someone who should be saying them to you. A person unrelated to you by blood, a man of the appropriate age promises to crawl inside your body and it's so innocent and sweet. His words taste of sugarcane and smell like the pinkest sakura petals, dancing as they fall like stars and landing with a comparable delicateness.
Keigo's words remind you of the morning he tried cooking you pancake stacks with whipped cream and strawberries. They remind you of how the edges of the batter crisped golden brown with char because he was too distracted by the way you laughed at his quips that came to his throat easily.
From your chest, a giggle— another word you can say now, with him.
Giggle. Neighborhood. One day, when you and Keigo raise your own little ones and watch them tussle and toddle trying to carry the weight of their untainted wings, you're sure you will be able to say the word family again.
For now, his chaste kiss to your bruised yet healing knuckles is enough.
feat. Alt MHA bois Part 2 Here
Pairings: Bakugo x Reader, Sero x Reader, Hawks x Reader, Dabi x Reader, Shoji x Reader, Tokoyami x Reader, Kirshima x Reader Notes: The songs I put at the bottom just imagine them with a fem! singer bc its the overall vibe I went for. There is a part two bc it got pretty long whoops
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Doesn’t openly talk about loving your music or you per se, but owns so much merch of you and your band. I’m talking posters, postcards, albums, shirts, etc.
Listens to your voice R E LI G I OU SL Y
If he thinks he’s alone then he’ll try to duet some of your songs, convincing himself that you two would make such a great singing duo
UPLOADS DRUM COVERS OF YOUR SONGS AND FREAKS OUT WHEN YOU LIKE/RESPOND TO THEM!!!11
ALWAYS goes to your signings if he has time and when you signed his drumsticks with a heart mans is deceased
Always opts for more of your heavier/faster songs bc this man just needs the fuel to his anger. But on days when he’s really down or feels lonely he listens to your more softer and melodic songs, soaking in your vocals.
Rewatches your music videos and likes every single picture you post.
Favorite song of yours: Calm Snow - I See Stars
Tells EVERYONE about you and your band, plays your songs on blast and recommends them to everyone.
Doesn’t really own much posters of you/your band but he does have lots of apparel. (Shirts, beanies, keychains, etc)
LOVES attending your concerts, always gets front row seats to see your pretty smile.
This dude man, he has pictures of you two on his page from every concert/meet and greet/ signings/etc that he’s ever attended. Like so many you know his name now.
He’s more drawn to your easy-going, light vocals type songs
But isn’t afraid to listen to your heavier stuff
Mans STREAMS your music videos and loves making edits of solely you
Favorite song of yours: Silence Speaks - While She Sleeps
SIMPING FOR YOU!!!! HE EVEN HAS A BODY PILLOW OF YOU IM--
Several posters, photos, stickers, albums, you name it he has it
Brings you lots of gifts to each backstage concert bc yk he buys that VIP shit
He will absolutely DIE if he sees pictures of you wearing an expensive necklace he gifted you or any sort of jewelry
Hangs out and talks to you so much that you guys actually become good friends!!
I feel like he would lowkey make fanfics about the two fo you. You cant tell me he wont
Has an ALT ACC WITH THIRSTY EDITS OF YOU!! Calls you his baby bird/dove/songbird/etc
I also feel like Hawks plays guitar or bass and he would def make covers or even collab with you bc yall besties now
Mans has a tiktok account and will def post videos of yall singing together
Although he’s a really chill guy I feel like he leans more towards your slower songs that hit harder than the others
Favorite song of yours: The Fear Of Letting Go - Too Close To Touch
Being a villian and all, you know he cant come to your concerts/events but he damn well tries to.
Doesn’t own much merch of yours as he accidentally burnt a poster he had of yours after a certain incident (he felt really bad bc he got mad)
I feel like he would def have a funko-pop or figurine of you on his desk
Loves jamming to your songs (blasting it so loud in his room that its literally shaking in there LMAO)
Watches ALL of your music videos, streams and BUYS YOUR MUSIC TO SUPPORT YOU HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH
Sings along with you omg even tho it hurts to reach your high notes
Thrives off of your more aggressive songs especially the one where he can feel the pain in your voice over whatever subject or whoever you were singing about
Definitely wishes he was that ex you sung about LMAO
Why can I see him punching drywall to your songs bc hes so into it LMAOOOO
Favorite song of yours: Crooked Smile - Too Close To Touch
One of the bois who don’t talk about their love for you super much, but instead is a closeted fan!
Watches your music videos on REPEAT, knows the lyrics to all of your songs
Whenever you smile at the screen or do something cute, he is STRUCK with love
Binge-watches all of your interviews/funny moments/etc, just loves getting to know you and seeing all the sides of you that isn’t the perfect singer that everyone sees
He does attend your concerts/events but he stays in the back for he doesn’t want to scare anyone or you with how he looks like
Why can I see him running an appreciation blog like-
Posting about your cute smile or laugh and he’s internally panicking bc you mentioned his blog in your latest interview saying that seeing all the kind things he posted about you made your day whenever you were down
Prefers the slower, melodic songs or where you’re just messing around
Favorite song of yours: All I wanted - Paramore
Have you SEEN THIS MANS ROOM
Like there is no doubt in my mind that he has posters covering every inch of his wall. Limited edition posters, signed posters, you name it he has it
Doesn’t really talk about you but if he knows his friends also listen to you, then he will def rant about you
“Hey Tokoyami have you heard _’s new song yet-” Man has bags under his eyes bc he streamed that song so many times last night listening to it on repeat. When the music video dropped he shared that shit on all of his social medias.
Def does covers of your songs, it fills him with joy when you repost his covers on your account with a nice message ‘You’re so talented omg!! <3 <3′
Also to me he would be the type of guy who posts lyrics in the comments if there isn’t any and would def go into detail about the lyrics meaning and such
Has a jacket full of patches of your band logo and album covers
He’s met you on a few occasions and he’s more than happy to stop and chat with you. Although he doesn’t go into full fan mode with you around, he respects you and instead asks about your day and such
Has no preference on your style, just that its you singing
Favorite song of his: Dance Macabre - Ghost
I’m ugly crying rn
A/N: This is more of a self indulgent fic than anything else. Been going through some things and figured people who were feeling down or anything else could probably use it too. Just really want Hawks to wrap me up in his arms at the moment. I hope you all are doing well and I’m very thankful for every single one of you. Thank you all for sticking around, I’m so thankful you all enjoy my writing so much.
Words: 1K
Warnings: Cussing and they change in front of one another but that’s literally it. All wholesome and SFW here.
You felt numb. Could numbness really even be a way to describe the painful emotions you were feeling right now? You felt as if nothing was going right for you, that things were crashing down around you. No matter how much you tried to pick up the pieces and put the broken shards back together, how painful it was for you to do so, it didn’t matter. Nothing made sense, and it was if you couldn’t get a win. You just wanted one win, just one. All your life, you always tried so hard to do the right thing, to be a shining light for people. But you felt like it was fizzing out, you felt like the light was becoming dim.
You felt yourself get up but didn’t really process it. You felt yourself walk to the bathroom before shedding your clothes and turning the shower on, again not really processing as you sat down to let the water run off of you. You didn’t realize how long you had been in the shower until you heard the door to it open up, seeing a pair of tan boots in your line of sight before you looked up to see your boyfriend, Hawks.
“Keigo….” you croak out, realizing that you haven’t made a sound all day while being home by yourself.
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