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Merch headcanons

Momo Yaoyorozu

At autograph signing she like to make a thing out of it. What I mean is she asks the fan what their favorite color is then she produces that color of pen, she loves seeing the smiles of her fans, especially little kids

She also has a tea brand or sponsorship

She has Russian nesting dolls based on herself, like the one she made during the exam with Todoroki ( edited in cause i forgot)

Fatgum

He has cooking merch specifically and apron that has his logo

Also squishmallow/stuffed animals

Red riot/ Eijiro Kirishima

A company released a blush called " red riot" a while back and I came up with a headcanon that at his beginning of his pro hero career he was approached by a new make-up brand, that was vegan and animal cruelty free, very diverse. He was so excited, and the named blush red riot along with mascara named " unbreakable" because it is waterproof and doesn't run along with a red lipstick called manly

He stays with that company his whole career and does commercials for it, he got back lash for it because "make up is for girls" that's when they created the " manly" lipstick

Got sponsored by a protein powder company

Mezo Shoji and Mashirao oijro

Work together to make more inclusive clothing for people with mutant quirks

Fast round

Shoto Todoroki is sponsored by a soba company

Katsuki Bakugou was sponsored by a hot sause brand and to sell it he made it a challenge of how much spice could his fans take. Also has grenade looking plushies

Mirko has merch at very affordable prices, and the best seller is bunny ear headbands

Jirou is sponsored by music companies especially for earphones or headphones but her favorite was getting sponsored by a guitar store that sold used guitars for a much more affordable price, along with cheap lessons

Aoyama is sponsored by a very expensive cheese company that originated from France, and they made sparkling cheese

Sato teamed up with a company that makes baked good for basically all health problems , like gluten free and stuff

Tsuyu and hawks both sell glasses based on their goggles/ glasses on their costumes

Mineta and grape juice

Mina worked with the same brand as kiri and made it so they had even more diverse skin tones, like colorful ones like her pink skin.

Deku works with different shoe companies, but the shoes are still not exactly like his

Tetsutetsu sells gray pants that have the hanging straps and says his hero name on one pant leg

Uraraka sell merch but often does big give aways

I dont have a merch hc for Koda so instead I have that he donates money to endangered species causes and simular causes

That's all I got for now, all of them are original, at least that I know of . Send me your own if you want. Thanks for reading.

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Cooped Up

MINORS DNI

Pairing: Hawks/Keigo Takami x reader

Summary: You and your best friend, Hawks, decide to keep each company through quarantine.

Word count: 6.1k

Warnings: unprotected sex

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“The federal government is officially recommending that local agencies enforce a strict lockdown, in order to combat the rapid rise in coronavirus cases. Please adhere to your locality’s guidelines and be sure to stay up to date on them, as guidance is subject to change as we learn more about this epidemic.”

Your eyes widened slightly as you picked up the remote and flipped over to the local news, reading the scrolling text at the bottom of the screen.

A knock at your front door interrupted your efforts. You popped up from your seat on the couch and peered through the peephole to see your closest friend, Hawks, holding a takeout bag.

“Hey,” you smiled as you swung the door open, stepping aside for him to enter. “What’re you doing here? Haven’t you heard there’s a global pandemic outside?”

You playfully cocked an eyebrow as you took the bag from him, moving to set it on the kitchen counter.

“That’s actually precisely why I’m here. I know things have really ramped up the last few days, so I wanted to make sure that you weren’t obsessively watching the news,” he stopped to remove his coat, hanging it up in the hall closet, where he also stored his ear muffs and glasses. “I know this whole thing is getting pretty scary, so I thought I would check in and make sure you’re all right.”

“Oh, that’s really sweet of you,” grabbing your phone from your pocket, you pulled up the app that connects to your tv and switched it off. “But I think I’m doing all right.”

“Mhm,” he raised an assumptious brow as he rested his hands on the kitchen counter, leaning forward as he stood across from you. “So how long have you’ve had the news on for? All day?”

Your smile shifted sideways, much like the way a child’s does when they know they’ve been caught red-handed.

“Define all day..” you rolled your eyes in an exaggerated manner and flashed your best innocent grin in his direction.

“Ah, ah. Don’t give me that face,” he chuckled as he picked up the takeout bag and carried it over toward the kitchen table, wagging a finger in your direction as he shook his head. “I’m becoming immune to it, I swear.”

You laughed as you grabbed a beverage for the both of you from the fridge, following him to the table.

“Hmm, I don’t think so, but whatever you say, man,” you set his drink down in front of him and took your seat opposite him at the table. “It was nice of you to pick up dinner too. What did ya get?”

“Your favorite, of course,” he smiled as he pulled out two containers, setting one down in front of you.

“Awh, thank you so much. You really are the best, you know that?” You grinned back as you both popped open the containers before you and proceeded to dig in.

“Anything for you, sweetheart,” he half-shrugged, with an air of coolness that only he could achieve so effortlessly, as he lifted a bite of food to his lips, smiling softly to himself as he noticed your expression.

You covered your mouth as you chewed, partially to cover your mouth as you prepared to speak, but mostly for the sake of covering the light flush of crimson that was now apparent on your cheeks.

“Do you ever get sick of flirting with every girl you meet?” You tilted your head in a curious gesture as you lifted your eyes to his again, just barely missing the way his gaze lingered on your lips.

“Do you?” He winked as he took another bite, smirking with his mouth half-full.

“Doesn’t really concern me, I s’pose.” The flush of color ebbed back into your cheeks as you laughed off his query.

“Mmbut you sound a little jealous, no?” His smirk melted into a teasing grin.

He didn’t expect you to answer, but if he was being honest with himself, he wished you would. He wished you would tell him that you couldn’t stand it. That it drove you crazy seeing him flirt with another woman. That you wanted him all to yourself. That you wanted him, period.

But how could you have him all to yourself if you didn’t even know the real him?

The sobering thought spoiled his daydreams of you and him together, strolling down the street, hand in hand, for whole world to see. Just like he so desperately wanted.

“Hello? Earth to Hawks?” You giggled as you waved a hand in front of his face, snapping him back from wherever he just was.

“Hmm? Oh, sorry,” he rubbed the back of his neck and offered an apologetic smile. “Guess I kind of spaced out for a second there. Anyway, you were saying?”

“Well, I’m glad to have you back. And since you obviously didn’t hear my answer,” you rolled your eyes with exaggerated dramaticism. “No. Why would I be jealous? I don’t see you personally delivering them their favorite food on a Saturday night.”

He nodded in agreement, “fair point. I do give you pretty preferential treatment, huh? I should be careful not to spoil you, princess.”

You damn near choked on your food at the way the nickname fell from his lips. The timbre of his voice dropping to a lower, more sultry tone that was still just harsh enough to come off as mocking. A pulse awakened between your thighs and you pressed them together in a fruitless attempt to suppress the feeling.

Normally, you’d bite back with a retort or a taunt of your own, but this time, you had nothing. Your brain betrayed you, flooding with ideas of Hawks pinning you down in your bed, just one of his strong hands capturing both of your wrists as he leaned down into your ear to whisper, “tell me what you want, princess”.

“I guess that wouldn’t make me much of a best friend though, huh? Guess I oughta keep spoiling you after all.”

You only half heard his words as you cleared your throat, grounding yourself back to the far less steamy scenario you were actually in.

“Looks like I’m not the only one spacing out tonight. Where ya been, kid?” He raised a curious brow, eyeing you with playful suspicion as he sipped his drink.

“Nowhere special, I promise,” you managed a small smile as you actively waged war with your brain, begging it not to replay the scene over and over in your mind. You needed a distraction. “Oh, I’ve been meaning to ask, how’s all this lockdown stuff going to affect your work?”

“I’m not entirely sure,” he shrugged in response. “I know the agency is going to be open, but only essential personnel will actually be allowed in the building. I’ll still be doing patrols. I just wonder if this whole thing is going to make our jobs harder or easier. I guess we’ll have to wait and see.”

“Yeah, I hadn’t though about that. Do criminals care about deadly viruses?” Your face scrunched up as you pondered the thought. “Well, hopefully they do. Maybe you’ll get some downtime if the streets are a little more quiet.”

“Ha, that’d be nice,” he shook his head. “But I doubt it. I can hope though. I’d probably just be over here pestering you though, so for your own sake, you best hope I stay busy.”

“Pffp, are you kidding? I think after a week or so of this I’m gonna drive you crazy asking you to hang out all the time. You’re gonna be my only window to the outside world for the foreseeable future.”

“Oh, yeah, I guess you’re really on lockdown, huh? They got you working from home?”

“Starting Monday. As of right now, I can only leave for absolute necessities. Although actually, now that I think about it, we shouldn’t be hanging out, right? This isn’t exactly social distancing. We’re bad at this.”

You both laughed quietly as you nodded in simultaneous acknowledgment of your failure to comply with the rules already.

“Well,” Hawks leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms, looking aside in thought. “What if I just..stay here? I mean, you’re alone; I’m alone. Why not try to get through quarantine together? That would be allowed, right? I at least can get outta the house, I’d hate for you to be alone for that long through something like this.”

“You’d do that for me? Seriously?”

His eyes met yours across the table, a smile as caring and genuine as ever on his lips.

“Of course I would. If you’re sure you can put up with me,” he chuckled, sitting upright in his seat again. “I can fly home and pack some necessities to come back with tonight.”

You reached your hand out across the table, resting the pads of your fingers on the back of his hand as he started preparing to clear his place at the table. He paused at your touch, glancing briefly at where your fingers laid before looking at you.

“Thank you, Hawks, really. Not everyone would offer something like that. I really appreciate it,” you pulled your fingers back, smiling shyly as you realized how intimate this moment suddenly felt. “I, uh, really hope I don’t run you off in the first few days.”

You laughed to try and change the mood, standing to clear your own place as he followed your motions.

“You think I could ever get sick of you? Nah, you won’t be running me off anytime soon, I promise,” he winked as he discarded his trash and leaned back against the kitchen counter. “This’ll be fun.”

//Three Weeks Later//

The gentle thud of boots outside the front door was a telltale sign of Hawks’ arrival home.

Home. What a weird thought. It had been a few weeks since he had essentially moved in and it had been going surprisingly well. Everyone always says not to live with your best friend, and maybe it was too early to prove them wrong, but things had been really great so far.

Considering his famously carefree attitude, he was a good roommate. He picked up after himself, did chores he saw needed doing, and even helped to cook dinner, which he would have just done himself, but you both knows he couldn’t be left to his own devices in the kitchen unsupervised.

In a word, it was comfortable. A welcome feeling in the current state of the world. Hawks was the perfect barrier to all the chaos and uncertainty that life had to offer and you were grateful for it, but also, you couldn’t help but to feel like maybe you’d made a mistake.

Living with Hawks was wonderful. Too wonderful. You realized that this arrangement would have end eventually. Best friends don’t live together for the rest of their lives. They find spouses to do that with.

You’d come to terms with the fact that you had liked Hawks before all of this went down, but you’d never use that one forbidden word to describe how you felt. That was too much, too far, too personal.

But now? You couldn’t deny it; you loved the man. You got glimpses of all those little things that really added up to the measure of a man that you knew you wanted to spend your life with.

The way that he made sure to get up before you and start a pot of coffee, so he could have a cup ready for you, made just the way you like.

The way that he always made sure to ask if you needed anything while he was out before he left for the day, even double-checking with you later on, before he made his way home.

The way that he always asked about your day, and actually listened, taking the time to hear you gripe about work when you’d had a rough day.

Nobody’s perfect and maybe that’s true, but Hawks is as close as anyone could ever come.

“Home so soon?” you smiled as he strode through the door and began taking off his shoes and accessories, to include the impressive amount of feathers now coming detached from his wings.

“Yeah, I guess criminals must care about their health, because it’s been pretty quiet this week,” he crossed his arms over his torso, grabbing the ends of his shirt as he pulled it up over his head and what remained of his wings to remove it. “I’m gonna go hop in the shower and then I can help you out with dinner?”

You cleared your throat, an attempt to remind yourself not to let your eyes linger too long on his toned abs or muscular biceps, and nodded as you struggled to keep your eyes on his face.

“Yeah, that sounds good,” you stood from the couch, making your way to the kitchen. “I, uh, I can start cooking actually. Should be mostly done by the time you’re outta the shower.”

“You sure? I don’t mind helping, you’re teaching me quite a few things, actually. Feel like I almost know my way around a kitchen now,” he chuckled as he crossed your path, the scent of his cologne nearly hypnotizing you. The feathers fanning around him as they returned to his wings were not helping.

“Yeah, it’s no trouble, go ahead and shower. It’s dangerous to be half-naked in the kitchen anyway,” you smiled playfully in his direction as you opened the fridge and started grabbing the ingredients you’d need.

When you stepped back to close the fridge, you felt your back hit his chest and you nearly jumped away, dropping some of the vegetables you had grabbed.

“Whoa, sorry, I didn’t mean to spook you,” his chest reverberated in a low chuckle as he rested one hand to your waist and caught one of the vegetables in the other.

A pair of red feathers effortlessly carried the remaining rogue vegetables over to the counter as you regained your composure, which was a feat considering how his hand on your body made your heart leap.

“I told you it was dangerous to be half-naked in the kitchen,” you tried to laugh away the nerves building in your chest as you reluctantly stepped away from him.

“Yeah, I guess you did,” he stepped out of your way and set the vegetable on the counter. “I’ll throw my shirt back on and give you a hand though. I wanna help.”

His smile disappeared briefly as he slid his shirt back on over his face, tugging it down over his torso.

“Okay, just don’t scare me when I’m chopping these up, deal?”

You grabbed a knife and a cutting board, gesturing to the food into front of you on the counter. He nodded and grinned, putting his hands up in mock submission.

“Hey, wouldn’t dream of it.”

…

“Thank you for dinner. It was delicious as usual,” Hawks folded his napkin before setting it atop his plate and standing, scooping yours up as he started toward the kitchen. “Glad I’m cooped up with such a good cook.”

He winked, scrapping the excess off the plates into the trash before carefully setting them in the sink.

“Well, I’ve also got a pretty solid sous chef,” you winked in repose, mirroring his smile as you met him at the sink. “Go ahead and shower, I got the dishes tonight.”

“I don’t mi—“

“Go,” you laughed as you made a shooing motion with your hands. “Get outta here! I appreciate it, but I can handle this on my own, I promise.”

He rolled his eyes dramatically, “All right, but if you get in over your head, don’t come cryin’ to me, kid.”

You shook your head as he exited the room, heading upstairs.

Once the dishes were done and the kitchen tidied up, you followed suit and went upstairs to take a shower. You didn’t hear the water running in the guest bath, so you figured his shower must be done with.

Entering your bathroom, you turned the warm water on and tested it with your fingertips; it was still plenty warm for you to take a shower of your own, so you stripped down and stepped inside.

As you proceeded with your routine, you found yourself distracted. Knowing Hawks was just down the hall, likely clad only in a towel, his body still dripping from his own shower, felt like actual torture.

Because as emotionally attached as you had gotten to him, now you could hardly contain how obvious your physical attraction to him was. And could anyone blame you?

He was wildly popular with women for a reason. He was charming and funny, yes, but he was also built like a god and disarmingly handsome. So approachable, but so intimidating at the same time.

You bit your lip, feeling your fingers twitch towards your hips, daring yourself to allow your mind to indulge in your own fantasies of him.

Pressing you up against the wall of the shower, his cock slipping against the wet skin of your hip.

The face he would make when you trailed the pads of your fingers along the underside of his shaft.

How sexy the growl that left his lips would sound once you wrapped your fingers around his length and pressed the head of his cock against your throbbing pussy.

You turned the knob of the shower suddenly to the right, drenching yourself in cold water. The shock made you gasp quietly, but it successfully defended you form your thoughts and encouraged you to finish rinsing the last of the conditioner from your hair.

You stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around your shivering frame, still trying to keep your lewd thoughts at bay. If you were going to be friends with Hawks, you didn’t want to have to face him knowing that you’d orgasmed to the thought of him all over you.

A knock at the door stirred you from your internal struggle and you were suddenly embarrassed at the fact that you were on this side of the door, naked as sin, awhile he as just on the other side.

“Y-yeah?” was all you managed to choke out.

“Hey, that movie we were talking about the other day is actually on Netflix. You wanna watch it with me?”

“Oh, uh, yeah sure! Lemme just get dressed and I’ll be right down,” you scrunched your face, chastising yourself silently.

He didn’t need to know you were naked. You volunteered that information, you dolt.

“Oh, uh, okay, yeah. I’ll uh—I’ll go have it ready for when you come down,” his voice sounded void of its usual confidence as it carried through the door that separated you.

On the other side, Hawks was also silently admonishing himself for getting so easily flustered.

What was he? A virgin school boy? No. He was Hawks. The number two hero, who just so happened to be dubbed a playboy by most hero gossip mags.

He shook his head, running a hand over his face as he sighed and sauntered down the stairs. It was getting more and more difficult for him to withhold his true feelings about you and he had no choice but to acknowledge that fact now as he perched himself on the couch, his large wings draped over the back.

It was just so easy to love you. So easy to come to your smiling face every day, always so happy to see him, even if your day had been absolute shit. You would smile and ask how his patrols went and then always offer to fix dinner for the two of you, so you could both chat more about your day.

You even took the time to show him around the kitchen, which he thought was going to be a hopeless task when he offered to help the first time, but you were so patient and forgiving with him. You really were a wonderful teacher. It was like nurturing and understanding just flowed through you so easily.

That’s the kind of woman he wanted—no, needed. Someone who he could come home to and feel completely safe with. He’d never had that in his life and he desperately craved a life like that, but now he couldn’t imagine it with anyone but you.

He let his head fall back as he briefly stared up at the ceiling, before closing his eyes as if to better lament his predicament.

“Fuck.”

You heard his exasperated expletive as you landed at the foot of the stairs and cocked your head to one side in concern.

“Is everything okay?”

His head snapped up as he straightened himself on the couch and looked in your direction.

“Oh—uh, y-yeah..” he trailed off, his eyes hovering over your silhouette for a beat longer than normal. “Just realized I forgot something at the office. No big deal.”

He patted the spot on the couch beside him as he put his foot up on the ottoman.

“C’mere, I was just getting the movie queued up,” scooping up the remote, he glanced back at you, unabashedly looking you over now. “Is that, uh, a new outfit? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in it.”

“Hmm? Oh, yeah,” you smiled sheepishly as you looked down at the pajama set you had donned. “I just got it in actually. Quarantine really has me out here making more than a few retail therapy hauls.”

You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t bought this very outfit with his reaction in mind. It was comfortable, but it was also a tad more revealing than you normally went for with pajamas. A pair of curve-hugging, high-waisted shorts that just barely covered your ass paired with a cropped scoopneck tank top. You didn’t think you’d have the nerve to wear it in front of him, but you were surprising even yourself these days.

“Well, it looks really great on you. S’a shame you’re wasting it on me,” his eyes lingered for a moment longer, causing your cheeks to burn as you walked toward the couch.

“I mean, at least some gets to see it,” you plopped down next to him, curling your feet up beside you as you mentally squealed, delighted that he’d had a reaction to your ensemble after all. “And I suppose if anyone’s worthy, you are.”

“Oh, well that means a great deal coming from you, sweetheart,” he flipped through the menu, scrolling for the correct title as his arm instinctively rested atop the back of the couch, just behind you, though he wanted nothing more than to drape his arm over your shoulder. “You’re the only judge of character that I trust anymore, y’know.”

His lips curled up in a half smile as he glanced over at you, daring to let his fingers brush along your shoulder. The way you froze and then settled into his touch had his heart hammering in his chest so hard that he swore you could hear it as he pressed play on the film of choice.

“Really? You gotta get out more,” you giggled and bit the inside of your lip, swallowing your fear on a whim as you angled your body toward him and leaned into his chest.

He responded immediately by wrapping his arm around you and pulling you in even closer, his other hand dropping the remote on the couch in favor of delicately tucking two fingers beneath your chin.

The world seemed to come to a dizzying halt as you looked up into his golden eyes, watching them hover over your lips before he met your gaze, as if asking for permission.

You didn’t give yourself the chance to question if this was even real before you leaned in, silently begging him to come closer and connect your lips with his, which he eagerly obliged.

His fingers moved from your chin to gently cup your face as he captured your lips in a slow, sweet kiss. You nervously pressed your hand to his chest, sighing through your nose as you kissed him back, trying to convey everything you’d been feeling these past few weeks in this one, perfect embrace.

Curling your fingers against his chest, you tugged gently at the tank top he wore and parted your lips, pausing for only a moment before kissing him with more fervor, which he returned in earnest.

It was a moment suspended in time. A beautiful mosaic of feverish, but delicate kisses the two of you shared back and forth, as if conversing with the way your lips moved against one another’s. When he reluctantly pulled away, you found that both of you were breathless and unable to pull your eyes off the other.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that?” He chuckled softly as he brushed his thumb across your cheek.

“Hopefully not as long as I have,” you let out a breathy giggle as you rested your hand over his, pulling his palm atop your lips to press a gentle kiss to it.

He interlocked his fingers with yours, resting your joined hands between you as he gently pressed his forehead against yours and closed his eyes.

“I have something to tell you, Y/n,” his voice sounded notably more somber as he gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

“Hawks—,” you leaned back slowly, opening your eyes to take in his enigmatic expression when he cut you off.

“Keigo,” his hand gave yours another careful squeeze. “My real name is Keigo Takami. I don’t want to do this with you if I can’t even tell you who I really am. I don’t want to have any secrets between us.”

Tears were threatening to fall from your eyes upon realizing the significance of this moment. You’d known Hawks for years now, but you’d let go of thinking you’d ever learn his real name. You didn’t quite understand why it was such a secret; all you had known was the way he had reacted when you had first asked. He wasn’t rude, but he was very firm in his wishes to never disclose it and he had assured you that it wasn’t personal. Which it wasn’t, because no one knew his name. No one, except you.

A single tear began to fall, but was swiftly wiped away by a swipe of his thumb over your cheek as a sad smile lingered on his lips.

“I’m sorry that it’s taken me so long to tell you something so simple, but I wanna tell you everything, love,” he cupped your face in his hand once again, smiling softly as he felt you lean in to his touch.

“Keigo,” you reached your own hand up to hold his face, feeling your heart swell as his eyes lit up in recognition of you using his real name. “Thank you for telling me. I don’t know what else you feel the need to tell me, but you can do so in your own time, okay? Nothing is going to change the way that I feel about you. Nothing..”

“You don’t understand,” his face fell, his eyes dropping from your gaze as he reached to pull your hand from his face and into his lap, playing absently with your fingers.

“I don’t care,” you pressed one hand to his chest, craning your neck in front of him to meet his eyes again. “I love you, Keigo. I swear to you that nothing will ever change that.”

He blinked a few times in succession, as if he was unable to comprehend the words that fell from your lips, but then he smiled and leaned forward, pressing his lips to yours once again as both of his arms encircled you, pulling you close, so that you were now straddling his lap. Both of your hands rested on his shoulders, snaking around his neck to pull him impossibly closer until he pulled his head back to look up at you with nothing but adoration in his eyes.

“I love you too, Y/n,” his large hands now fell to your hips, keeping your steady in his lap as his eyes searched yours. “I’ve loved you for who knows how long now. I know these aren’t the most ideal circumstances, but these past few weeks with you have been the best of my life. I don’t think that I can live without you anymore.”

“Then don’t,” your fingers played with the hair at the nape of his neck and you smiled down at him. “Stay here with me. Never leave me, Keigo.”

His lips captured yours once again and you could feel the wide smile on his face as your lips collided.

“I won’t, baby,” his hands gave your hips a light squeeze, which drew a quiet moan from your lips as you pushed your hands into his hair, suddenly aware of how empty you felt.

You ground your hips against his, desperate for some friction, which you found on the bulge that had appeared beneath his sweatpants. He groaned as he took your bottom lip between his teeth, tugging gently as he rubbed circles into your hips bones and rutted his hips back up into yours.

“Fuck, Keigo, take me, please,” your lips moved against his hungrily and you gently tugged at his blonde locks.

A quiet growl left his lungs as he stood up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he supported you beneath your thighs.

“Oh, I will, baby,” he started walking toward the stairs, never breaking the connection of your mouths as he spoke in a gruff voice against your lips. “But I’m not taking you on the couch like some boy. I’m gonna fuck you in your bed like a man.”

You moaned in response to his promise, massaging your tongue against his as he effortlessly carried you up the stairs and down the hallway to your bedroom.

Utilizing a single feather, he pushed the door open before carrying you through the doorway, laying you down gently in your bed as he crawled atop you.

The vision of him hovering over you with his majestic, crimson wings splayed out behind him was the most beautiful sight you had ever seen, but your body didn’t have the patience to drink it all in and neither did his.

Rough hands climbed up your sides, pushing beneath the fabric of your tank top to cup your breasts as his lips found yours again. Your hands flew to his waistband, tugging them down as far as you could from your position beneath him. He reached one hand down to assist you, discarding both his sweats and boxer briefs in one fell swoop.

The hand that remained on your breast kneaded your flesh gently as he rolled your nipple between his fingers, earning him a soft whine from your breathless lungs. You could feel him smile against your neck as he moved his lips there, kissing and sucking over the new sensitive spots he discovered so easily. He brought his lips up to the shell of your ear, whispering huskily as he tucked the fingers of his free hand into the waistband of your shorts.

“Do you know many times I’ve thought about this? How hard I’ve gotten for you every time I’ve seen you parading around in your pajamas? How badly I’ve wanted to bend you straight over the kitchen table and fuck you?”

You hadn’t known, but you could feel how hard he was now. His impressive erection was grinding against your hip, while he uttered such sinful words into your ear. Sparing a glance down, you could see exactly how impressive it was. He was big. Not just in length, but in girth too, and the swollen head of his cock was already slick with small beads of precum.

You moaned needily in his ear, so worked up that you weren’t sure if you could find the right words to say. You’d show him instead. Reaching down, you wrapped your fingers around his thick length, using your thumb to spread the liquid at his top along his member and the groan that he let out had your hips bucking up into his, desperate to relieve the pressure building between your thighs.

“Fuck, baby, I can’t wait to be inside you,” the fingers inside your waistband tugged suddenly, removing your panties along with your shorts, which he promptly tossed aside before pressing two fingers against your heat. “But first, I wanna make sure you’re properly warmed up.”

You were already soaking through your panties, so it was easy enough for him to sink both fingers into you, but he did so slowly, savoring the way you felt around him. His cock twitched in your hand as you languidly stroked up and down, occasionally swiping your fingers up over his sensitive head.

“Damn, already so wet for me, sweetheart? You want this bad too, huh?” His soft lips feather kisses along your jaw and down your neck as you tilted your head back in pleasure when he started to pump his fingers at a steady pace inside of you, using his thumb to draw circles against your clit.

“A-ah..! Y-yes, please, fuck me, Keigo. Please, please, I need you..” you cried out, begging for the ache deep in the pit in your belly to be soothed.

He need no further instructions. Leaning back on his haunches, he placed both of his capable hands on the back of your thighs, spreading your legs, so that he could line up his cock with your center. With one swift thrust, he was filling you, stretching your pussy around his girth.

“Oh, fuck,” he stilled and closed his eyes, marveling at how you felt clenched around him and giving you a necessary moment to adjust to his presence. “You feel so damn good, baby.”

He leaned down, resting an elbow on either side of your torso and he ensnared your lips, kissing you deeply as he began to thrust at a slow pace. It was almost too much already; the way his cock dragged along your walls had you crying out against his lips as you kissed him back.

“Keigo,” a desperate mewl escaped you and your hands found purchase against his strong chest.

His eyes locked on yours, clouding with a deeper, darker shade of lust as his sped up the rhythm of his hips against yours, “Say it again.”

“K-Keigo..!” your nails dug into the skin of his chest as you dragged them down, grasping at him like he was going to disappear at any moment.

“That’s it, keep saying my name, baby,” he groaned, dropping a hand to scoop up one of your thighs, pushing it up toward your chest as he leaned back to begin fucking into you at a near merciless pace, placing a hand on your hip to give his thumb access to toy with your swollen clit. “Let the whole neighborhood know who’s lucky enough to fuck this tight little pussy of yours.”

You could feel the coil within you threatening to snap, though you wanted nothing more than to relish this feeling forever, you knew you couldn’t last much longer. His words were the final push you needed over the cliff. Your walls tightened around his, spasming wildly as a scream ripped from your chest, your spine momentarily leaving the bed and you arched into him.

“Keigo! Fuck, fuck, oh fuck, Keigo!” The way you squirmed beneath him only made it easier for him to hit that special spot deep within you, making your eyes roll back as you lost your breath, unable to even make a sound anymore.

The sight of you coming so completely undone underneath him, coupled with the unexplainable pleasure of how your cunt was fluttering around him now, milking his throbbing cock, had him unable to hold out any longer. His head fell back as he grunted, his hips stuttering the moment he released into you. His chest heaved as he dropped your thigh, returning his elbow to rest beside your torso and he continued to thrust into you, fucking his hot seed deeper and deeper within your walls until you were both absolutely spent.

He reluctantly unsheathed his emptied cock from within you and collapsed beside you, breathless, but never wanting to leave this embrace. His arm draped over you, carefully pulling you close to him as he pressed a kiss to your forehead and protectively enveloped you both within his wings.

“I love you, Y/n.” Gentle fingers dragged lazily along your shoulder, sending soft shocks of pleasure through your overstimulated body as you curled into his chest.

“I love you, too, Keigo.”

Shigaraki, Hawks, Dabi, Overhaul headcanon

Them reacting to ‘im pregnant’

these r over text and thank you guys for 95 likes on the last shigaraki, dabi, hawks head cannon <3

My crusty bae

Y/N: Hey, Shiggy, we need to talk

Shigaraki: Do you want something? Y/N: No…

Shigaraki: then what do you want?

Y/N: I’m pregnant

Shigaraki: what?

Y/N: I’m pregnant.

Shigaraki:…i haven’t fucked you

Y/N: April fools

Shigaraki: I hate you

Y/N: So do you want ramen for dinner?

Shigaraki: I love you

Y/N: Thought so <3

Hellflame with daddy issues

Dabi: yo i’m at the store what size r ur mommy milkers?

Y/N: Ur probably gonna be upset

Dabi: Wtf why would I be upset?

Y/N: I’m pregnant

Dabi: Your kidding?\

Y/N: Nope your a father. deal with it.

Dabi: Wait really?

Y/N: Nope! April fools!

Dabi: I’m coming home right now

Y/N: Shit.

Dabi: Were going to be parents by tomorrow, got it?

Y/N: How tf did that turn me on?

Dabi: I love you

Y/N: I love you to

My wild chicken wing

Hawks: Hey baby, i’m on my way home for cuddles! Y/N: I think you might wanna stop flying for this

Hawks: …? Y/N: There’s something important I have to tell you

Hawks: What is it baby bird?

Y/N: I’m pregnant

Hawks: ReALLY?!

Y/N: yes?

Hawks: GHALENOEI IM GOING TO BE A DADDY!

Y/N: now I feel bad

Hawks: What is it baby?!?!?! Y/N: It’s a joke…

Hawks: your jokes r mean :(

Y/N: I have chicky nuggies

Hawks: never mind, im outside. And can I get your pregnant?

Y/N: just come inside

Hawks: okie!

Daddy cleanboi

Y/N: Hello thy boyfriend of thy myselfthy

Kai: I’m in a meeting Y/N

Y/N: Thy shall leave thy in thy peace of thy meetingthy

*5 minutes later*

Kai: Did you have something to tell me?

Y/N: Um yesssssss~

Kai: What do you want to tell me?

Y/N: Who said I want to tell you???

Kai: Stop procrastinating 

Y/N: Yess sir.

Y/N: I’m pregnant

Kai:……

*left on read*

*10 minutes later Kai bursts into your room crying and sniffling like a baby*

Y/N: W-Wha-

Kai: I DON’T WANT TO BE A DAD! Y/N: It’s a joke Kai, calm your tits! *Kai procedess to cry harder* Kai: I WILL NOT CALM MY TITS-

*Y/N bursts out laughing*

*Kai starts blushing bc he embarrassed*

🐣 Hawks 🐣

this took forever 😂

little hawks imagine

just think about cuddling with keigo. he’s finally more comfortable with touch and affection. you’re sitting on the couch just watching tv and keigo sees you (and his wings puff up duh because you’re adorable). but wanting to be smooth, he saunters over and plops on the couch next to you, gameplan already in mind. you’re too focused on the tv to really notice, but then a dark shadow suddenly cast over your side. you look to your side and see those ever-so-familiar scarlet wings. but before you could react, they’re already pulling your closer to him. you yelped a bit at the sudden contact and felt your face heat up out of slight embarrassment. you looked up at him and of course, a smirk was plastered on his face, seeing how flustered you got from the sudden embrace. now you’re side-by-side and you feel his arm snake around your waist to pull you even closer. but you notice his touch is more delicate than you thought it’d be. he’s terrified of hurting you or making you feel uncomfortable, and no matter how much you tell him it’s okay, the thought still lingers in the back of his mind. so, instead of telling him, you decided to show him. you drape arm over his, securing it around your waist and nuzzle into his side, subtly letting him know everything’s alright. and when you look up at him again, that shit-eating smirk is long gone. all that’s left is a blushing, flustered, mess with pure love in his eyes. 

you spend the rest of the night cuddling, talking, and getting lost in whatever shitty movies your tv offered until you eventually dozed off. keigo realized you went quiet and turned to you, only to be met by your sleeping frame. he smiled, and kissed your forehead. “i love you, y/n,” was the last thing he whispered before joining you in a peaceful sleep. (<- this wasn’t really a part of the main imagine, i just added it because i thought it was nice :P)

Happy Birthday To Hawks! My Favorite Birdbrain I love him so much!

ᴛᴀᴋᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɪɢᴏ ✭ 鷹 見 啓 悟 ☆ (ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 28) ♥

          🅷🅰🅿🅿🆈 🅱🅸🆁🆃🅷🅳🅰🆈 🅷🅰🆆🅺🆂❢

I feel the same way Deku.

Same Deku, same.

Awwww..... he's so cute! 💛

Boy. Smol. Not even know ABCs.

Me walking into his room tell him something but I just see him changing and on the phone. I just immediately close the door blushes hard of embarrassment.

Hawks’ Merch

Pairings: Keigo Takami x Reader

Summary: Hawks comes home from patrol to find his number one wearing his merchandise.

Warnings: gets a tiny bit spicy, not really in actions, more so words. fluff and mentions of underwear.

『° 。✰˚⋆☾⋆。✰°』

“baaabe? you home?” Keigo called through his apartment after coming in from the sliding balcony doors. When he didn’t get his usual response right away, he sent out a few feathers into every room, sensing for anyone. 

He stealthily walked down the halls until he heard your giggles coming from the master bedroom. Making his way there, he paused and leaned against the door frame with crossed arms and a smirk playing on his lips.

the feather he sent out was tickling you, and it wasn’t until you turned around to face him did he take in your appearance. his jaw went slack as he looked at you, dressed in a large yellow hoodie with his name embroidered across the front. The way it enveloped your frame made him gulp, his eyes trailing up your legs until they disappeared under the bottom hem of the hoodie at your upper thigh. the sleeves a bit too long, so they hung just past your fingertips. As you brought your arms up to swipe at the feather, he caught a glimpse of your underwear, making him flush.

“Hey baby, how was patrol?” you ask him with that innocent smile you usually wore, making him only want to ruin that innocence. Although his thoughts of lust had begun to cloud his mind, his thoughts of love and wholesome-ness managed to stand front and center. With a large grin on his face and glassy eyes, he jogged over to you and wrapped you in his arms, wings fluttering behind him before encasing you both. 

“Aw baby bird! you’re wearing my merch!” he said with a puppy dog look, making you laugh and reach up to caress his cheek, his light stubble tickling your hand. “Of course! i am your number one fan after all.” you say beaming up at him, his emotions of love and adoration escaping him and moving into his wings which wouldn’t help but flap behind him. 

He laughed and scooped you up bridal style, spinning you around while you shrieked. Once he stood still, you were dizzy, not only from the spinning but from all the kisses he was peppering on your face. “Keigo!” you shout with a laugh, lightly pushing his face away from you, even though he resisted and puckered his lips to try and give you more kisses. 

“God, I love you, kid.” He said looking fondly down at you, “I love you too bird brain.”

Just as you were savoring the moment, he threw you onto the bed and caged you underneath him, your hair splaying over your pillow, “lemme show you how much i appreciate my number one fan.” he said letting his hand glide up your thigh and under your hoodie, making you shiver.  Cupping his face and mirroring his smirk, you look into his eyes and whisper, 

“So show me.”

『° 。✰˚⋆☾⋆。✰°』

WTF!? Why does he have a eagle and not a hawk????