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─ Old Habits, Die Hard

✎ Strawhats x gn! reader

Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Usopp [Separately]

• fic type: drabbles

• summary: Strawhat men with an s/o, who picks at their acne/scars; and they do whatever they can to help them try to break the habit.

• word count: 3.9k [Collectively]

• warnings: skin picking, acne picking

• a/n: These are based on my own experience with skin picking, which won't be like everyone else's. So I ask that you be considerate when reading, please! I kinda got carried away with Sanji and Usopp 🧍‍♀️

Luffy:

The sun beams down on the Thousand Sunny, its golden rays glinting off the calm ocean waves. You lean against the railing, your fingers drumming absentmindedly against the wood. Your gaze wanders toward the horizon, thoughts meandering as the ship cuts through the water.

You shift slightly, fingers brushing your shoulder. There it is again—the familiar itch of idle hands meeting your ever-stubborn acne. Before you can pick at it, a familiar voice snaps you out of your trance. “Y/n! Look at this!” Luffy’s voice rings out, cutting through the salty air. Turning, you see your captain sprinting toward you, holding something in his outstretched hands. Usopp trails behind him, yelling something about "not losing it this time."

Luffy skids to a stop in front of you, shoving a palm-sized beetle practically into your face. “Isn’t it cool? Usopp and I found it on the mast!” You lean back instinctively, raising an eyebrow. “Cool? It looks like it’s planning world domination.” Luffy cackles at your remark, his grin widening. “You’re funny, Y/n! But look at its horns! They’re huge!” You snort, glancing at the beetle. “Yeah, massive. Bet it benches twice my weight.” You flash a mock-serious expression before bursting into laughter, your tone dripping with pompous flair.

“Oi! Don’t insult Beetle-sama!” Usopp protests, pointing a dramatic finger at you. “He’s the strongest beetle in all the seas!” Rolling your eyes with a chuckle, you cross your arms. “Alright, alright, I concede. Beetle-sama is a paragon of strength and charm.” Luffy laughs again, his joy as infectious as ever. “See? Told ya it’s awesome!” He’s gone as quickly as he came, bounding off to show the beetle to Robin next. You shake your head, amused, as your fingers drift back to your shoulder.

“Stop that,” Chopper’s gentle voice interrupts, his small hoof swatting your hand away. “Caught red-handed, huh?” you reply with a sheepish grin. Chopper frowns, his little doctor’s coat billowing slightly in the breeze. “Y/n, you’ve gotta stop picking at it. It could leave scars or get infected. You should take better care of your skin!”

You sigh, nodding. “I know, Doc. It’s just...a bad habit, y’know? Boredom, stress—it happens.”Chopper nods sagely, but before he can respond, Luffy reappears, his curiosity piqued. “What are you two talking about?” Chopper hesitates, glancing between you and Luffy, but you wave him off. “It’s no big deal, just some skin stuff.”

“Skin stuff?” Luffy tilts his head, clearly not understanding. Chopper sighs, taking pity on him. “Y/n picks at their acne sometimes, especially when they’re bored or stressed. I’ve been trying to help them stop.”Luffy blinks at this, his rubbery brain gears turning. Then, with the sudden decisiveness only he can muster, he declares, “Alright! I’ll help too!” You blink, caught off guard. “Help? How?”

“By making sure you’re never bored!” Luffy grins, puffing out his chest like he’s just announced a grand plan. You laugh, shaking your head. “That’s a tall order, Captain.”

“Not for me!” Luffy insists, stretching his arm out and wrapping it around your waist. “C’mon, we’re gonna explore the ship!” And so it begins. Every time you find yourself sitting alone, fingers starting to twitch, Luffy appears like magic. Whether he’s dragging you off to explore a new island, shoving some bizarre food Sanji’s made into your hands, or excitedly ranting about his next dream, he always manages to keep your hands busy—and your mind off your habit.

One evening, after a particularly chaotic adventure involving angry sea kings and narrowly avoiding an ambush, the crew is sprawled across the deck, basking in the quiet. You sit alone near the bow, the familiar itch creeping up again. Your fingers twitch, drifting toward your shoulder, when—

“Y/n!

You startle as Luffy plops down in front of you, cross-legged and beaming. “Wanna hear about the biggest fish I’ve ever seen?” he asks, leaning in close. “Let me guess—it was this big?” You stretch your arms wide, grinning. “No, bigger!” Luffy laughs, mimicking your gesture but stretching his arms far past the point of realism. “It was huuuge!” You chuckle, shaking your head. “Sure it was, Captain.”

As he talks—animatedly describing a fish so large it could swallow the Sunny whole—you realize something. His hands have found yours, his fingers weaving through yours like it’s the most natural thing in the world. The urge to pick at your skin fades, replaced by a warm, calm feeling. You smile softly, letting yourself be swept up in his energy. “You’re really something, Luffy.”

“Huh? What do you mean?” he asks, cocking his head. “Just...thanks,” you say simply, your voice lighter than usual. Luffy grins, his face lighting up with joy. “Of course! You’re my crew, Y/n. And you’re my partner! I’ve gotta take care of you!" The sincerity in his voice catches you off guard, but you quickly mask it with your usual humor. “Aw, shucks. Flattery will get you everywhere, Captain.” He laughs, throwing his head back, and you join in, the sound of your laughter mingling with the ocean breeze.

Zoro:

The salty breeze of the ocean tickled your nose as you leaned on the Sunny’s railing, the waves sparkling under the sun. You were currently watching Luffy attempt to catch fish with his bare hands—unsuccessfully—and your amused chuckles were drowned out by his cries of determination.

“Don’t laugh!” he hollered. “I’m gonna catch the biggest fish in here!” You snorted, smirking. “Sure you are, Captain. At this rate, the fish are probably betting on who’ll pull you in first.” Luffy splashed water in your direction, though he was far too far away for it to land anywhere near you. You grinned, leaning back and crossing your arms. Being on the Thousand Sunny was never boring, and neither were the people on it. That was especially true when it came to Roronoa Zoro.

You felt his presence before you even saw him, his heavy footsteps and steady gait unmistakable. You turned just in time to see the swordsman approaching with his usual lazy scowl, swords at his side. He stopped a few feet from you, hands tucked into his haramaki. “Oi, you done slacking?” he asked. You grinned, tilting your head dramatically. “Slacking? My dear mosshead, I’m hard at work being me. It’s a full-time job, you know.”

Zoro rolled his eyes, but the corners of his lips twitched slightly. “Tch. You’re coming with me. Training.” You groaned, throwing your head back theatrically. “Again? Zoro, I’m not trying to become a human pretzel! Besides, what’s the point of training if I can already outwit you with my superior intellect?”

“That’s rich coming from someone who trips over their own feet,” Zoro retorted, grabbing your wrist. “I was testing gravity,” you deadpanned as he dragged you across the deck. “It still works, by the way.” You could hear Nami chuckling in the background, but Zoro ignored everyone, his grip firm yet not painful. You’d long since stopped resisting his training sessions, mostly because he was stubborn enough to carry you over his shoulder if you didn’t cooperate. Plus, you knew why he was doing it.

As the two of you reached the training area, Zoro handed you a practice sword. You stared at it with mock horror. “Oh no, not again. My arms still feel like noodles from the last time.” Zoro raised an eyebrow. “Good. Then you’re warming up faster.” You groaned but complied, holding the sword in a half-decent stance. Zoro began to correct your posture, his hands brushing yours briefly. You tried not to think too hard about it, focusing instead on his instructions.

“Stop slouching. Keep your wrist steady,” he said, circling you like a predator assessing its prey. “Sir, yes Sir,” you quipped. “Just focus, idiot,” he muttered, but you could hear the faintest trace of amusement in his tone. The training session lasted longer than you’d anticipated, and by the end, your muscles ached, and your bad habit had all but slipped your mind. Zoro had a way of keeping you so focused that there was no room for idle thoughts—or idle hands.

Later, as you sat on the deck with Chopper tending to a scrape on your hand, the little doctor gave you his usual stern look. “You need to stop picking at your skin, Y/n!” he scolded. “It’s bad for you, and you’ll get scars!” You gave him a sheepish grin. “Aw, c’mon, Doc, it’s not that bad.”

“It is bad,” Chopper insisted. “And Zoro’s been telling me you’re getting better about it. Don’t ruin the progress!” Your head snapped up, and you blinked. “Wait—Zoro’s been talking to you about it?” Chopper nodded as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “He said you’re too stubborn to admit it, but the training helps keep you from doing it. I think he’s really proud of you.”Your face grew warm, and you glanced over to where Zoro was lounging in his usual spot, swords by his side. He was fast asleep—or so it seemed—but his presence felt... steady, grounding.

That night, as you sat beside him in the crow’s nest after he’d dragged you there “to keep him company,” you finally worked up the courage to ask. “Hey, Zoro,” you began, your voice softer than usual. “Hm?” He cracked an eye open, glancing at you. “Why do you... you know, keep bugging me to train with you?” He stared at you for a moment before closing his eye again. “You’re less annoying when you’re focused.” You snorted, leaning back against the wall. “Wow, I’m touched. Truly.”

A brief silence fell between you, but Zoro’s voice cut through it, lower and more serious. “...You’re not alone on this ship. So stop acting like you have to deal with everything by yourself,” he said. Your chest tightened at his words, and for once, you didn’t have a snarky comeback. Instead, you smiled, your voice light. “Thanks, mosshead.”

He smirked, leaning back with his arms behind his head. “Anytime, idiot.” And just like that, you realized how much Zoro cared in his own, gruff way. You didn’t need flowery words or grand gestures. His actions spoke volumes, and you silently vowed to keep working on your habit—not just for him, but for yourself.

Sanji:

The scent of sea salt mixed with the delicious aroma of baking bread wafted through the galley. You leaned against the counter, arms crossed, as Sanji expertly kneaded dough with the kind of finesse that only he could muster. His blond hair fell into his eyes, and you couldn’t resist the urge to tease him. “Careful, chef,” you said with a smirk. “You’re going to knead that dough into another dimension if you keep putting your back into it like that.”

Sanji shot you a look, one eyebrow arched in mock offense. “Oh? And what would you know about dough, my dear?” “Oh, I know plenty,” you replied, puffing up your chest dramatically. “I’ve got years of experience eating bread. That practically makes me an expert, don’t you think?” He chuckled, shaking his head as he transferred the dough into a bowl to rest. “You’re impossible, you know that?” “Thank you, I try,” you said with an exaggerated bow, laughing at your own antics.

As much as you loved joking around, you could tell Sanji was keeping an eye on you—specifically on your hands, which had started to wander toward your face. You were picking at a small spot on your cheek, absentmindedly scratching at the imperfection as you talked. His smile faded slightly, and he quickly stepped closer, gently catching your wrist before you could do more damage.

“Hey,” he said softly, his voice losing its teasing edge. “Don’t do that, Y/n.” You blinked, glancing down at his hand holding yours. “What? Oh, this?” You waved your free hand dismissively. “It’s fine. Just a little battle with my face, nothing serious.” “It’s not fine,” he insisted, his blue eyes locking onto yours. “You’re hurting yourself. I hate seeing you do that.” The earnest concern in his voice took you off guard, and for a moment, you felt a pang of guilt. “I’m not trying to hurt myself,” you said, your tone softer now. “It’s just... I don’t know. It’s a habit.” Sanji sighed, brushing his thumb over the back of your hand before letting it go. “I know, love. But it still worries me.”

There was a pause before you brightened up again, forcing a grin to lighten the mood. “Wow, look at you, Mr. Worrywart. What’s next? Are you going to start measuring my water intake?” He gave you a flat look. “If I have to.” You burst out laughing, unable to help yourself. “Oh, Sanji, you’re killing me! You’d make an excellent mother.” “And you make an excellent troublemaker,” he shot back, though his lips twitched into a reluctant smile. “But seriously, Y/n, I want to help.” Later that day, you found out what he meant by “help.”

Sanji had roped Chopper into his mission. You walked into the infirmary to find the little reindeer scribbling on a clipboard while Sanji paced back and forth like a man on a mission. “I feel like I’m walking into a conspiracy,” you announced, startling them both. “What’s going on here? Are you plotting my demise? If so, I’d prefer poison. Very dramatic, very Shakespeare.” Chopper turned to you, flustered. “N-No! We’re not plotting anything bad! Sanji just asked me for advice on how to help you with your… um… habit.”

You raised an eyebrow and turned to Sanji. “You went to Chopper for advice? What, are you worried I’ll pick myself into oblivion?” Sanji crossed his arms, clearly unamused by your humor. “I’m serious, love. If you can’t stop, I want to at least help you keep your hands busy. Chopper mentioned stress balls and fidget toys, but I figured you might like something more… hands-on.” “Hands-on?” you repeated, intrigued.

That’s how you found yourself in the kitchen later, standing next to Sanji as he handed you a cutting board and a knife. “If you’re going to be fidgety, you might as well put it to good use,” he said, grinning. “Wow, I’ve been reduced to junior chef status,” you said, pretending to look offended. “What’s next? Do I have to peel potatoes?” “Not today,” he replied, amused. “Today, you’re cutting vegetables. Think you can handle that?” “Oh, I’ll handle it all right,” you said, twirling the knife dramatically before starting to chop. “Watch and learn, chef.”

To your surprise, you found the task oddly soothing. The repetitive motion of chopping vegetables kept your hands busy, and having Sanji nearby made it all the more enjoyable. He’d occasionally lean over to check your work, offering tips or cracking a joke to keep the mood light. “You know,” you said after a while, “this isn’t half bad. I might actually be good at this.” “Of course you are,” Sanji said, giving you a proud smile. “You’ve got me as your teacher, after all.” You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling back. “Don’t let it go to your head, love."

Over the next few weeks, Sanji made a habit of inviting you to join him in the kitchen whenever he had the chance. When he was too busy to cook with you, he’d leave behind recipes for you to try on your own—always tailored to your tastes. One evening, as you both worked side by side to bake a batch of cookies, you glanced at him and felt a wave of gratitude. “You know,” you said, breaking the comfortable silence, “you’re pretty amazing.”

Sanji looked at you in surprise. “What brought that on?” “Just… everything you do for me,” you admitted, your usual snark giving way to sincerity. “I know I joke around a lot, but I really appreciate it, Sanji. You’re kind of the best.” He blushed, his cigarette almost falling from his lips. “Y-Y/n, don’t say stuff like that so casually.” You laughed, nudging him playfully. “What, can’t handle a compliment? Poor Sanji, so unused to praise.”

He shook his head, smiling despite himself “You’re impossible.” “And you love it,” you said, grinning. “I do,” he admitted softly, his voice full of warmth. The moment hung in the air like the scent of freshly baked cookies, and for once, you didn’t feel the need to pick at your skin.

Usopp:

Usopp was on of the most interesting people you'd ever met. He had this magnetic way of weaving words, turning even the most mundane tasks into grand adventures. He was funny, brave (well, mostly), and, above all, kind. And somehow, despite the larger-than-life personalities around him, he made you feel like the most important person on the ship.

Which was why you were currently sitting on a barrel in the workshop, your hands idly fidgeting with a small mechanism Usopp had given you. He was pacing back and forth, gesturing wildly as he described the intricate designs for a new cannon he and Franky were working on. “And then,” he said, his voice rising with excitement, “the cannon will have this rotating mechanism that lets it fire in three directions at once! Can you believe that? Three! It’s genius, right?”

“Absolutely,” you replied with a grin, turning the small gear in your hand. “Though I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Usopp paused mid-step, his jaw dropping in mock offense. “Y/N! How could you? I’m sharing my brilliant ideas with you, and you’re not even trying to understand?”

“Hey,” you said, holding up the gear like it was a prize. “I’m doing my part. Look, I’m keeping my hands busy so I don’t accidentally pick at my face and send Chopper into another lecture.” At that, Usopp puffed out his chest, a smug grin spreading across his face. “Well, you are welcome, by the way. I did make those fidget toys for you, remember?”

You laughed, the sound ringing through the workshop. “Oh, don’t worry, Captain Usopp. I’ll sing your praises for the rest of my days. Truly, what would I do without you?” His cheeks flushed a deep red, but he quickly turned away, pretending to inspect a nearby toolbox. “Y-you don’t have to go that far,” he mumbled, though you caught the hint of pride in his voice.

You hopped off the barrel and walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist in a sudden hug. “Thank you, though. Really. For noticing and for caring. It means a lot.” For a moment, he froze, his entire body going stiff. Then, as if on cue, his chest puffed out even more, and he placed his hands on his hips, striking a heroic pose. “Of course, Y/N! As your boyfriend, it’s my duty to look out for you!” You stepped back, biting back a laugh. “Wow, look at you. The very picture of chivalry.” “Darn right,” he said, grinning ear to ear.

Your days soon seemed to develop a rhythm, and you found yourself spending more and more time in Usopp’s workshop. Whenever he noticed you sitting by yourself, your fingers absentmindedly scratching at your skin, he’d beckon you over. “Y/N! Come here! I’ve got something cool to show you!”You’d roll your eyes but couldn’t help the smile that tugged at your lips. He’d hand you some little trinket—usually a part of a gadget he was working on—and challenge you to figure out how it worked.

“These gears fit together how exactly?” you’d ask, holding up two mismatched pieces. Usopp would smirk, leaning against the workbench with a cocky expression. “Ah, you see, that’s a trade secret. But I suppose I could teach you… if you’re nice to me.” “Nice? Oh, please,” you’d reply, your tone dripping with sarcasm. “I’m always nice to you, Love.” He’d chuckle, then launch into an enthusiastic explanation about the mechanism, complete with sound effects and exaggerated gestures. Half the time, you had no idea what he was saying, but you didn’t mind. Watching him light up, his voice filled with passion, was more than enough for you.

Then there were the quieter days. On those rare occasions when the crew wasn’t caught up in some grand adventure, you and Usopp would retreat to the aquarium. The peaceful hum of the water and the gentle swaying of the Sunny made it the perfect spot to relax.

The gentle gurgle of water and the soft, rhythmic swish of fish fins filled the aquarium, creating a tranquil symphony. The light refracted through the tank’s glass, casting wavy blue shadows across the floor. You sat shoulder-to-shoulder with Usopp on the cushioned bench, his hand clasped warmly in yours. Neither of you spoke, but there was no need for words—the silence felt full, not empty, like a soft blanket wrapping around you both.

Your thumb idly traced the callouses on his palm, a subtle reminder of the work he put into everything he cared about. Usopp’s hand fit perfectly in yours, rough yet comforting, like holding a tether to something steady in an unpredictable world. You could feel his heartbeat in the quiet stillness, a steady rhythm that mirrored the calm you felt whenever he was near.

Usopp’s gaze lingered on the tank, but you caught him sneaking glances at you out of the corner of your eye. His face softened whenever he looked your way, a quiet, almost shy smile tugging at his lips. For all his bluster and bravado, there was a gentleness to him in moments like these—an unspoken vulnerability that made your chest tighten with affection.

The fish glided lazily through the water, their vibrant scales shimmering under the soft glow of the tank lights. You wondered if Usopp saw the same beauty in them that you saw in him—bright, intricate, and endlessly fascinating.As if sensing your thoughts, Usopp gave your hand a small squeeze, grounding you. He didn’t say anything, but the action spoke volumes, You'd leaned your head against his shoulder, a quiet smile curling at your lips.

Over time, you started to notice a change in yourself. The fidget toys Usopp had made, the trinkets he gave you to tinker with, the quiet moments in the aquarium—all of it seemed to help. You weren’t picking at your skin as much. The urge was still there sometimes, but it was easier to resist. One evening, as you sat on the deck watching the sunset, you turned to Usopp. “Hey.” He looked up from the slingshot he was polishing, his eyebrows raised in question.

“Thank you,” you said, your voice soft but sincere. He tilted his head, confused. “For what?” “For everything,” you replied. “For noticing when I’m struggling. For finding ways to help without making me feel bad about it. For just… being you.” His eyes widened, and for a moment, he seemed at a loss for words. Then he smiled, a small, genuine smile that made your heart flutter. “Well,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck, “I guess I should say thank you too. For putting up with me. And, you know, for being you.” You laughed, leaning your head against his shoulder. “We’re a pretty good team, huh?” “The best,” he said, his voice full of confidence.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the sky in shades of orange and pink, you couldn’t help but feel grateful. Life on the sea was unpredictable, filled with dangers and uncertainties. But with Usopp by your side, you knew you could face anything. After all, he wasn’t just your boyfriend. He was your partner, your teammate, and, most importantly, your friend. And that was more than enough.

I realized I don't have to be so OVERLY organized with my blog and when it comes to posting my writing, creativity shouldn't be hindered.

─────✿ KINKTOBER DAY 1: OVERSTIMULATION

✎ zoro x gn!reader ♦︎ synopsis: zoro knows he can pull one more from you, and you're not one to disappoint zoro. ♦︎ word count: 600+ ♦︎ cw: overstim, creampie, biting, light praise, light aftercare, pet names [baby, used once], mutual mastetbation [reader receiving], intended lowercase

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there is something about pushing you to the edge that drives zoro insane, his body molding against yours, holding your warm, sticky body to his own. he enjoyed the control he has over you, the control you allows him to have. it shows that you trusted him to be gentle with you, to cherish your body to the fullest. which is why he kept insisting he copied pull one more orgasm form you. you'd lost count after 5, your essence mixing with his, and being pushed back into your tight canal with each plunge of his toned hips.

zoro makes it his mission to be gentle with you, knowing that his cock isn't exactly average; although nothing about about him truly is. but after your third orgasm, be knew that you could handle if he went a little faster; your hips connecting a little harder. his hand, warm to the touch, held one of your legs in the air as he continued to plow into your tight canal.

your mind growing evermore hazing, your latest orgasm creeping up on you; the tip of his cock abusing that special button. his hips never relenting despite your protests, he insisted that you could take more, that you could give him one more. and well, you've never been one to disappoint zoro.

a warm, calloused hand lowers down towards the place you need him most and he wastes no time stimulating you. you become increasingly hot under his touch, it almost hurts to be this stimulated even after the multiple orgasms you'd previously had. zoro was relentless in his persuit, his hand kept a steady pace that aligned with each of his thrusts; you became increasingly wet under the attention from his hand. that burning sensation you'd felt began growing exponentially; you hadn't even noticed your hands gently prying at his own.

,,zo,, you couldn't even muster a full sentence, barely being able to huff out his name. the wet sounds echoing through the room only stirred him on, the sight of your wet lower regions connecting continuously, several strings of your combined essence being more proof of just how long you both were going. ,,mmf- fuck! zo, zoro!,,

,,promise baby, this the last one -fuck, I know y' got one more in you,, by the way his words were slurring together and his voice has in increasing in pitch, you just knew that we was getting closer. his aching cock hadn't gotten as much as a break since the moment you both started this escapade. his hips were losing the rhythm he'd been flowing and so was his hand, although his hand increased in pace.

,,fuckfuckfuckfuck- zo' m' so close, i c-cant ngh-,, all you could do was whisper into the base of his neck, hoping his hand would have mercy on your weeping body. the burn hurt so good, you couldn't hold back the sounds of pleasure that escaped your larynx; your breath hitched with each of his thrusts yet becoming more ragged as you felt your surroundings grow blurry.

zoro's rough voice groaned from above you, his hot face leaning down towards your throat. sloppy yet passionate kisses being trailed up and down your collarbone as your vision shifted again, turning white. your face shifting into an expression of pure ecstasy as you finally reached your high; every muscle in your body tightened as you pulled zoro even closer. despite your head being practically numb you still noticed how zoro's body stilled, his thick cock pressing deep inside of you. hot, sticky ropes flowed into your hot canal, yet also pooling onto the mattress being too much for your body to hold in. the small nibbles he placed around your jugular didn't go unnoticed, only adding to your orgasm as your body convulsed once more before fully relaxing in his hold. light kisses being trailed against your steaming skin, whispers of 'you did so good for me' and 'im proud of you' faded into the night.

One Piece

Legend: ♠︎ = Fluff ♥︎ = Smut ♦︎ = Angst ♣︎ = Dark

⚫︎= Crack Fic

♦︎♠︎ jump for joy, buggy x spouse! reader: after four years of running, you can only hope that the universe will have mercy on you, and reunite you with the love of your life.

⚫︎ higher than a kite, strawhats x stoner! reader: short scenarios between the strawhat crew and their assassin who's always higher than the clouds.

♣︎♥︎ devour, sanji x obsessed! reader: gn! reader, the love you have for him is deep and might be concerning, but he doesn't have to know.

♥︎ such a tease - usopp x male! reader: after you tease usopp all day, he finally decided to do something about it.

♠︎ finer than wine - mihawk x kelton: after three failed attempts at taking mihawk on a date, kelton finally manages to get mihawk on a date. with the intention to show mihawk that he's serious about his feeling. Fic trade done with @loganwritesprobably

♠︎ anchored hearts - shanks x pearl: through the motivation of their daughter uta, shanks and pearl stop dancing around eachother and finally go on their long awaited date. Fic trade done with @frillsinadress

♠︎ old habit die hard - strawhats x gn! reader: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, & Usopp. Strawhat men with an s/o, who picks at their acne/scars; and they do whatever they can to help them try to break the habit. [self indulgent]

♣︎ too tight, too much - yandere! luffy x strawhat! reader: you felt like a burden to the strawhat pirate who constantly grew stronger by the day, especially Luffy. So you decided to do them a service by leaving the crew, little did you know Luffy doesn't like to let go.

♣︎ binding shots - yandere! zoro x bartender! reader: zoro couldn't get enough of the drinks you served, but he couldn't get enough of you even more.

− Tired

✎ your fav x reader

♦︎summary: your boyfriend is tired after a long day, and tries to convince you to come to bed

♦︎word count: 300+

♦︎warnings: none, short

Men who like to hug you from behind while you're busy. Their scent overwhelming you and simultaneously calming you. You can feel their chest against you back, rising and falling with each breath they take. Their warm arms wrapped around your waist, snugly, as if they were make to be placed there. Your face shifts to an expression of amusement, mind being taken off of your current task.

,,and just what do you think you're doing, Sir?,,

,,mmm... just seeing what you're up to, was getting lonely without you,, His husky voice sending vibrations through your upper back and chest. From the low pitch of his voice alone, you could tell he was about five minutes from collapsing in exhaustion.

,,you sound tired baby, why haven't you gone to bed yet?,, You questioned him, but continued with your task at hand. You felt him squeeze lightly at your waist, rubbing small circles where one of his hands rest on your stomach. You release a content hum, relaxing every more into his hold.

,,come t' bed with me, please?,, He rasps out, anyone who didn't know him well, wouldn't be able to notice the whine in his voice. You take pride in how much you know your man, quirks, ambitions and all, there was nothing he could do that would get past you.

Not even his light manipulation; he knew the affect his voice laced with sleep had on you. Knew you couldn't resist him, especially when he was in the mood for cuddles which was few and far between.

,,okay, just let me finish this and I'll be right with you-,, he cut you off, pulling you impossibly closer to his body, as if trying to fuse you into becoming one.

,,you can finish t'morrow, you always over work 'ya self,, His words began to slur together, his tiredness getting the better of him. You supposed it would be better to abide by his wishes, before he falls asleep where you both stand and traps you here; a common occurrence.

,,alright big guy, come on, you win,, Your hand intertwines with his as you pull him with you to your shared bedroom. Your eyes growing heavy as you make your way to that sweet mattress where you could bundle up with your love under warm comforters.

♦︎note: This is really me just testing out the waters before I really start writing. I haven't written in a long time, so I'd really love if you all would send me any requests you have! 😊

Random little relationship headcannons‼️💋

BYAKUYA TOGAMI x GAMER!READER

Warnings: none really, just romantic partner hc's, you play video games ig :3

Pairings: Byakuya togami x Gn!Gamer!Reader

☆Doesn't really do pda, but does kiss your forehead every so often while patting your head.

(Then you'd do the same to him, but like this⬇️)

☆ He's definitely the kind of guy to kiss the back of your hand to greet you.

☆you sometimes take pictures of him when he's sleeping and send them to him. (Hehehe)

☆thinks video games are childish, but he kind of stopped thinking that after seeing you play video games, seeing how competitive it can be. (At least for you, lmao) he won't admit to anything and will keep saying that "they're childish" !!!

☆while playing on your PC or console, he's 'reading' a book of his, but while he's reading, he began to stop paying attention to his book and watching your gameplay, hearing all the clicking of the keys or buttons and seeing all the complicated movement.

☆he's silently rooting for you to a round, silently watching your gameplay.

☆when you're playing on your switch, he insists you get in bed and get comfortable in case you get sleepy and lose progress.

☆(he just wants to hold you)

☆ Absolutely loves it when you wear a shirt of his. Most you'll get off a reaction is a smile or maybe MAYBE... a compliment <3.

☆Seems kind of overprotective whenever you two go out, but to him, he's reasonably protective.

☆sees how you're yapping about a game or a character you like, and you'll probably see a box on your (shared) bed with a plush, Keychain, figure, or a giftcard to buy something on the game you like.

Do you guys want me to write more of x GAMER reader??? LMKK!!

Henry Winter

He was such an alluring man to me. He was a mysterious man who loved writing and reading books, particulary in latin and ancient greek. This detail really mesmerised me, I might even say that I fell in love with him thanks to this trait of his. And why so, you might ask yourself? Well, I'm a writer myself. I write and read in latin and I have a connection to that language. So, when I found out that he had studied latin too and adored it with the same profoundness that I did, I was demolished to the ground.

But, what really tormented me forever was that he was writing a diary in ancient greek with an intriguing motive to it : he loved that language. And, by using the verb "love" I don't allude to a superficial emotion that is easy to get rid of, but, I'm talking about the fondness that one feels for a certain thing that truly is at one's heart. He practically lived within the ancient greek world.

What was even more entertaining was that I didn't know anything about ancient greek. I mean as in the language itself.

Perhaps, that's what really amused me the most. Because, I finally had found a man who was smarter and better at something than me.

Do you, my dear reader, know what a relief it is to finally find that person you had been looking for everyday of your life?

I cried the first time that we met. I was so happy. My heart was beating so fast and I was in ecstasy, or better, euphoria. And, do you want to know how he reacted to that?

He wiped my overflowing eyes and smiled at me. It was as if he knew in what a bliss I was at that moment. No. He knew, for sure, that I had been vigorously waiting for him.

Now, where is he?

'' LONGING ,,

|| pairing: hawks x gn!reader / keigo takami x gn!reader

|| warnings: hurt/comfort, this is so self indulgent

|| word count: 0.8k

It had been around 2 weeks since Keigo left for his mission. He had told you that he was coming back in a week and a half. You were worried sick for him, pacing around your shared living room as you constantly checked your phone. Though, you knew Keigo wasn't allowed to use his phone on these missions, it'd be too much of a risk. Undercover missions, y'know?

It didn't make it easier, of course it didn't. When the two of you got married, you knew what you were signing up for. You knew that he'd be gone for weeks on end. That his hero work wouldn't be sympathetic towards your relationship.

He'd come home at late hours of the day, leave when daylight barely breaks. It was heart wrenching. And you didn't know what to do but worry. Ah, well, let's hope he'll be home by tomorrow. It was already 2 AM, if he was home he'd probably kill you if he knew you were up at that time. That damn hypocrite.

You changed into your pajama's, it was the matching set that Keigo INSISTED on getting. It was the stupid, childish pj's that had llama prints on the bottoms while the top had some cheesey llama pun. God, it was so stupid.

You climbed into bed, hiding underneath the fluffy comforter that Keigo had hated, yet you absolutely loved it. He claimed his wings were warm enough, which was true. But now that he was out, you needed the comforter. Yet all you could think of was the fact you wanted that stupid fucking bird man to wrap his arms and wings around you.

You closed your eyes, hugging your fluffy pillow, nuzzling your face into it. Pretending as if it was Keigo. God, what did that man do to you?

.

.

.

You had drifted to sleep, your dreams filled of nothing but a dark void as a small creak came from your balcony. Heavy boots against the smooth tile as Keigo made his way through the living room. He hadn't received terrible injuries, thankfully, only a few cuts and bruises, allowing him to fly home, quick and easy. He threw off his jacket on the couch and kicked his boots. He'll deal with your lecturing tomorrow.

Silently, Keigo made his way through the hall up to your shared bedroom. As much as he hated being in his hero costume, he desperately needed to cuddle with you in bed. He'll change in the morning. He needed his spouse.

He climbed into bed, pushing the comforter away and pushing your back flush against his chest. His wing over the both of you, acting as a blanket. Keigo let out a small sigh as he pushed his face into your hair, memorizing your smell. Oh, how he missed this.

"Kei?" Your voice felt like a whisper in the wind. Something that couldn't be heard even by the sharpest of ears.

"Shit, I'm sorry for waking you, baby" You turned to face him. A small smile on your face as you put your forehead against his own. Your hand reaching up to feel his scratchy stubble.

"Don't apologize for waking me up.."

"I'm sorry, love"

He placed a gentle kiss on the corner of your lips. A small smile spreading on his face when he did. How sweet you were, your lips as sweet as honey and as soft as a cloud that Keigo would fly in. Oh, how he would trade the skies to kiss you a million times over. He'd trade everything just to stay with you everyday.

"How was-"

"I don't wanna talk about it," Keigo pushed his face into your hand, placing gentle kisses on your hands. "just wanna be with you.. Don't wanna think about-"

You placed another kiss on his lips, your eyes filled with love and affection as he looked over at you. What was he even talking about?

"It's okay, love," You reached over and wrapped your arms around his neck. Pulling him close, as if you were trying to meld yourself to him. "I'm glad you're home, I've missed you."

With a shakey breath, Keigo wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling into you as his grip on your shirt tightened. The days he would come home were always the best, yet also the worst. He could have prevented the hurt, the longing, if he had stayed home. If he had stayed with you.

"I missed you so much, my love, God.. All I thought about was you.." His voice was barely above a whisper as you hugged him. At these times, he acted as if you were a precious treasure that he desperately did not want to let go of. Well, you were a precious treasure. To him, at least. "I'll stay home tomorrow. I promise, my songbird, I promise, I-"

You pushed his face away from you, his face cupped between your hands as you gave a soft smile. "It's okay, Keigo.. I promise, I'm okay."

"I love you."

You let out a small chuckle.

"I love you too, Keigo"

|| chat idk wtf came over me but i was feeling sad and i wanted keigo SIGH!

'' BLINDSIDED ,,

|| pairings: dabi x gn!reader / touya todoroki x gn!reader

|| warnings: dabi is in rehab, i explain it later. reader is blind.

|| oh my god, achilles writing about someone who's not a hero birdman? crazy. dabi's gonna be ooc since idk how to write him

|| word count: 1.7k

|| Touya Todoroki, more commonly known as Dabi. In this small dabble/fic, the League of Villains were caught and detained. However, through the power of fanfiction, Dabi and the others were allowed to go through rehab (in the prison first), be let out in small time increments while being watched over by some hero or guard, and lastly they were put under a heroes care to make sure they don't.. Y'know, get worse. Dabi was put under, you guessed it, Endeavors care. And, lastly, if they so choosed, the former villains could become heroes, or at least sidekicks.

|| He absolutely hated it, what's worse was that he wasn't able to use his quirk for a year since he had a quirk anklet thing, he didn't know what it was called. Was he happy he wasn't in prison anymore? Yeah, of course. Did he act like it? Hell no. He hated Endeavor with a burning passion, and he stole his credit card more times than he can count with the help of Shoto and Natsuo. Fuyumi was against it, though.

|| He got to visit Rei as well, which was.. Nice enough. He didn't really care much for his mom. He did care, but.. It was weird, whatever, he doesn't care about anything. All he wants is to be able to use his quirk and be free of Endeavor. At least he could laze around the house most days, it was, obviously, nicer than the old League of Villains place.. At least he didn't have to scrap for food. He could have cold soba with Shoto everyday if he wanted.

|| Gah! Whatever. Plus it's not like he could go anywhere without people flinching away from him everytime they saw his face. I mean, it made sense. Notorious villain, ugly set of scars. Makes sense why people flinched away. He understood, honestly if someone didn't flinch from him, he'd think they were a psychopath. Who wouldn't be scared of a known villain who's murdered people??

|| But then there was.. You. Dabi had met you in front of a small cafe that is the only place Dabi didn't feel like he was hated, or cast aside. Again, people hating him was totally valid and he understood why they did, he just needed a break. But, I digress. When he first met you, you were sipping on your beverage of choice and, at least appeared, to be looking out the window. You seemed so... Soft as the light hit your face. But, Dabi being Dabi, he just ignored you every time he saw you. Well, acted like he ignored you, in reality he glanced over to you a few times.

|| This day was different, you left before he was going to leave and you knocked over your.. Cane? How did he never notice that before? You tried to find it, using the table as a crutch but it was too far. So what did Dabi do? Look confused for a moment as you struggled before scoffing and helping you out. Why he did? He didn't know, god maybe the rehab wasn't getting to his head.

|| "Think you dropped this," He lifted the cane and handed it over to your, very very VERY grateful self as you thanked him profusely. With that he left you alone as you used your cane/walking stick to help you leave the cafe. And that's your official meeting!

|| The next few days were pretty typical, however you did say hi to him at times after you found out his usual table. With much failed attempts. You never knew his name so you were just like "Hiya stranger!" or just a simple "Goodmorning" or something along those lines. He enjoyed it but never showed it, always grumbling a small "Hello" back. He hadn't told anyone about you, not his siblings, definitely not his dad or mom, definitely not the League they'd make fun of him, the only one who he'd be somewhat willing to say to is... Oh god, the damned bird.

|| Ever since rehab, him and Hawks had gotten on good terms, the only guy Dabi would begrudgingly call a friend outside of the League. They'd text.. Quite frequently, tbh, they'd trauma bond about their pasts so it was semi easy to talk to him. I digress, Dabi's mentioned you to Hawks once or twice. And he doesn't know how to talk more to you.. He doesn't know why he wants to talk to you.

|| "Sounds like you're just touch starved and want a friend?" Hawks stated, but sounded like more of a question as he snacked on some chips lazing about on his couch while Dabi was out on his balcony having a smoke. "Just say hi to them? Or sit at their table or something"

|| "Sitting at their table huh?" Dabi muttered that, actually taking that into consideration as he blew some smoke out of his mouth. The two of them stayed in silence for a few moments, the only noise was the tv, Keigo's crunching and Dabi blowing out more smoke. That was their friendship, and Dabi actually enjoyed it. Especially since he uh... Didn't have to betray him or whatever, ahem.

|| He left Keigo's place, giving his lighter back and saying bye to him. By now it was dark, like.. 11 pm? He'd like to say, he didn't know, his phone died a while ago. He kinda regretted not asking Keigo for his charger but whatever, it was a nice enough night to walk around, taking a small detour through the park. He could actually enjoy the city without having to worry about getting arrested or.. Hey.

|| He saw you on the park bench, just chilling there. You didn't have a phone out, not like you could stare at it. You just had your head tilted up to the sky. Damn, you looked so.. Peaceful. Dabi didn't wanna interrupt whatever the hell you were doing, but he could just... Talk to you. And he did. He sat on the bench beside you as you kept your head up to the sky.

|| "Hey, stranger," He muttered. You knew that voice! Your ears perked up the second you heard his voice and turned his direction, a small smile on your face as your gaze bore into his.

|| "Hey.. Uh.. Never caught your name, friend." You said, as you let out a small chuckle. The cold air around the two of you showed your small breath. Is this what peace felt like?? Is this what being a normal person felt like? Dabi didn't know, but he sure as hell isn't going to let it go. But.. What was he going to say for his name? Dabi? And let you know he was a villain and he'd never talk to you ever again? Or Touya? The name he so hated and renounced long ago.

|| ".. My name's Touya." He said quietly. He decided if he was going to befriend you, might as well not screw it up before he could even hear what your name was. He watched as you nodded, quirking your eyebrow up as you tapped your chin. What the hell were you thinking about that made you seem so.. Amused?

|| "You sure it isn't Dabi?" You asked with a small smile, a bit of mischief in your tone as Dabi froze. You knew?? Since when? For once in his life, he was speechless. No witty comeback, no insult to throw, nothing. He just sat there as you laughed in amusement.

|| Once you've finished your fit of giggles and chuckles you introduced yourself. Huh, now he knows your name. He repeated it quietly with a nod. He still didn't understand.. Why weren't you running in terror? Or insulting him for being a terrible person? Why did you just smile at him.. Like he did nothing wrong?

|| You admitted you asked the cafe owner who he was a few weeks back. Ever since the day he helped you with your cane, you were always.. At least interested in becoming friends! Sure, it freaked you out when you found out Dabi was a villain, but after learning he'd gone through rehab, you were more.. Relaxed? Afterall, he seemed nice.

|| You and Dabi- no, Touya, stayed on the bench for a long while, talking. For once! Learning about each other, and the more Touya learned abour you.. The more he wanted to let you into his life. Let you learn about his family, learn about his past.. Not be Touya, not be Dabi, but just.. Well, he didn't know. But, whatever.

|| Now! He offered to walk you home which you happily agreed, it was only a five minute walk though, you'd already memorized the way. He wondered why you only had a cane instead of a guide dog, you were saving up for one... Hmm..

|| He bid his goodbyes, promising to see you (haha) the next day and getting scolded by Fuyumi for being out late. After she learnwd WHY he was so late, oh she was ECSTATIC to find out Touya made a new friend!! Especially the one from the cafe! (He's told her about you before.)

|| Time skip to around a few weeks later, you and Touya had breakfast together at the cafe. You've met Fuyumu, Natsuo, and Shoto!! They were so nice! Shoto was really funny, really blunt! Fuyumi was so kind and soft spoken and Natsuo was entertaining! Much to Touya's dismay, you ended up close with all of his siblings. He wanted you for himself- wait what?

|| Ah, well, your friendship with Touya grew as the two of you kept hanging out. He'd talk about his home life, how he's going through rehab and that by the end of it he'd work as a hero. More of an underground one, but still a hero. And everytime he'd speak, you'd be there to listen.

|| When you would talk, oh you know that all of Touya's attention would be on you. Wether you knew it or not, he'd stare at you, all wide eyed as he listened to every word you said as if it were the law. He never did that with anyone else..

|| The two of you grew close as time went on, when he debuted as a "Rehabilitated Hero" (that wasn't his hero name), you were his first and number one fan! And don't think his family didn't notice! They had grown close to you, especially Fuyumi. She absolutely ADORED that you were Touya's friend (he.. didn't have much friends.).

|| Though, she could tell.. Your relationship was shifting. Touya was falling for you, and unbeknownst to anyone else, you were falling for him.

|| i had an idea and ran with it! idk how good this is, might make a second part but idk! js needed to cope from doing finals with this <//3

'' COME ON ANGEL , COME ON DARLING ''

THIS IS NOT A ONE SHOT I CREATED SMILES! I've already posted like... 6 parts of the story on ao3! would ya'll like if i posted on here too or nah?

here's the summary:

"Despite everything, it's still you."

You were peacefully living your life, however after an accident you find yourself reborn again within the world of "Boku No Hero Academia." You retained your memories of your past.. Due to your love of the anime, your goal is to become a hero and meet your favourite characters!.. Perhaps, you can help people too, like those who helped you in your past. However, your route to become a hero is a little more of a winding road.

im really happy with how its going so smiles!!!

" HUSBAND HAWKS ,,

|| pairings: hawks x gn!reader / keigo takami x gn!reader

|| word count: 0.6k

|| this is really short, mb chat, finals are gonna kick my ass

|| you and keigo had been married for... let's say around 2.5 years, yeah? you're not exactly one for publicity, in fact you actively avoid being seen out with your husband since that'll end in a bajillion photos and questions. However, there are photos and interviews that cycle through the internet about you two...

|| thankfully, you and keigo live a semi-peaceful life. i say semi because there are still days where keigo comes home late all bloody and bruised. of course, you knew what was going to happen when you married him, but your worry for him.. let's just say you get high blood pressure.

|| however, we're not here for the angst we're here for the cutsie comfort and fluff.

|| your everday life was simple! you'd wake up, keigo on occassion, wasn't there due to early patrol but you learned not to let it get to you. you wake up, get ready for the day, and! do literally whatever you want, because ever since keigo married you, he convinced you to be a stay at home spouse cause he can't have his darling work! you should be spoiled rotten!

|| honestly though, it works in your favour! because, who actually wants to work? not me. so you spend your day tending to the penthouse, to the plants and pets that you two potentially get. and everyday, you visit keigo's agency to bring food for him and his sidekicks sometimes!

|| everyone at the agency absolutely adores you, and that makes keigo fall for you EVEN MORE. you bring small treats, or big meals for everyone in the agency (sometimes other heroes come visit just to have some food). of course, you treat your husband the most, but you treat the others. when tokoyami comes along as an intern, oh my god he's like your son!

|| you dote on him and keigo, making sure neither of them are overworking themselves. whether it be hero work or school work, you scold both of them when you come by the agency at lunch and see them both tired as fuck.

|| anyways! back to hawks! how does he treat you as a spouse? oh he is head over HEELS! he absolutely adores yoy every waking (and dreaming) moment. he will call you gorgeous, pretty, handsome, beautiful! whatever you want! he'll kiss your knuckles, your forehead, your lips, your jaw. everything! as if he's a starving man and you're a delicious meal.

|| as much as you spoil him with food, a clean house, affection, and in home dates, he spoils you with extravagent dates, gifts, and again, affection. he will shower you in gifts, that you don't know what to do with! it's absolutely amazing.

|| on days when keigo comes in late, he feels so bad. he feels so guilty, because he sees you on the couch, your phone in hand with both your messages opened, probably waiting for him to text back. the tv's still playing and the dinner at the dining tables gotten cold. he puts the dinner away, he'll eat later. he turns the tv off, it's just the news anyways. and picks you up and brings you to both of your bedroom.

|| he's so gentle when he places you in bed, of couese you shift in your sleep, but don't wake up. he changes into some pj's and cuddles up to you.

|| he wraps his wings around you like a protective cocoon and, no he doesn't sleep right away. he just stares at you. admiring you, god you're gorgeous, he thinks. admiring every part of your face as if trying to memorize it.

|| anyways, that's all i have! there's husband keigo for ya, i might add more/make more but yeah!

'' FIRE AND WINGS DON'T MIX ,,

|| pairing: dabi x gn!reader x hawks / touya todoroki x gn!reader x keigo takami

|| warnings: established relationship, sfw headcanons, i go between "dabi" and "touya" a lot, sorry :(

|| btw, dabi is in rehab cause i want him to be, also he ends up as a pro hero in the end

|| word count: 2.0k

|| You, Keigo and Dabi and been dating for a few months by now. Let's just say... Endeavor's not the happiest about it. Neither are your own parents. Is it cause they hate polyamorous people? No. Is it cause they're generally homophobic? No. It's cause Dabi's a damned criminal (your family) and that Hawks is annoying as hell (Endeavors reasoning).

|| Do any of ya'll listen? Hell no. Now onto the headcanons.

|| You, Dabi and Keigo have your own places. Dabi lives with Endeavor (unwillingly) as you live in your own smaller apartment as Keigo lives in his damned penthouse. It's safe to say, when the three of you hangout you stay at Keigo's place. It's bigger, he has nicer things, and no one else lives with him. Safe to say you and Dabi even have your own towels, some clothes and toothbrushes there. It's like you live there 2/3rds of the time. Only reason you don't move out is cause you guys only started dating a few months ago.

|| PDA? Non existant, at least with you and Dabi. Dabi generally doesn't like PDA, is it for shame reasons? No, he just doesn't like it. He'd rather keep his scary, mysterious facade up in public, and you just get embarrassed easily. The most you two do is a peck on the cheek or holding hands, that's it.

|| With Keigo or all three of you on the other hand, oh PDA is a must have. Keigo loves holding both of your guys' hands, whether he's alone with Dabi or if he's alone with you or if all three of you are out. He loves giving kisses, holding hands, holding your waists. Now if you or Dabi hold onto him, he's SWOONING.

|| Jealousy? Only at some scenarios. And it's only for petty things. Let's say all three of you are at Keigo's place, if one of you guys are only showing attention to one, oh jeez. Dabi makes a whole fuss, he pretends he doesn't even wanna be there. Says shit like "No, don't even touch me fuck you" then reaches out to cuddle both of you. If Keigo's feeling left out he'll puff his wings out and brush his feathers against you two. Sending them in a flurry and you find yourself in a pile of his feathers as you both give him small kisses. However you react is your own choice, but whatever you do they both end up kissing your face all over and you rest your head on Keigo's chest and hold Dabi's hands.

|| However, if we're talking there's someone hitting on one of you guys.. Oh it's interesting. If someone's hitting on Keigo, it made sense. He was a pro hero, number two at that, and absolutely GORGEOUS. You and Touya had a protocol for this. As Keigo would turn the person down, you'd snake your arm around his waist and rest your head on his shoulder as Touya wrapped his arms around Keigo's neck and rested his head on the other shoulder. Both of you having smug smiles. If Touya's the one getting hit on, oh boy. If Touya hadn't already scared the person off himself, again there was a protocol to this. Keigo would go over first, putting his head on Touya's shoulder while you held his hands and kissed his knuckles softly, safe to say the person was scared off. Lastly, if you were hit on... Touya might just kill the person /j nah nah, he reformed... Touya would wrap his arm around your shoulders as Keigo wrapped his arm around your waist. Both absolutely GLARING at the person hitting on you. Scary dog privilege. Touya's the more.. Jealous one in the three of you? Like, would definitely ask a bunch of questions to you and Keigo like "Who're you going out with?" "Where are you going?" "You better be back soon."

|| In the winter, oh you know you and Keigo take advantage of Dabi's quirk. He can warm up his body (at least in my mind) without actually setting on fire. So, after a long cold day on patrol for Keigo and a long day at work for you, you both snuggle up against Dabi, wrapping your limbs against his body, getting as much warmth as you can as Keigo drapes his wings across all of you. Is Dabi absolutely steaming and wishing you'd both get off him? Yeah, he's sweating balls, but you two just ignore it.

|| One of the best dates you all went on? When Mr. Billionaire Hero rented out the whole aquarium to have a date with you and Touya. The only people there being the workers, which was maybe 4 or 5 people at MOST. It was peaceful, you were geeking out over the smallest fish to the biggest shark, while Touya admired the water, it was also pretty chilly in the aquarium. Not to the point you had to have layers, but it was nice and cool, he appreciated it. Then there was Keigo, being head over heels for both you and Touya. He just kept his eyes on both of you, of course he was listening to whatever you were rambling about but.. What can he say? His partners were just to pretty not to stare at.

|| Arguments? You three have had arguments before. Of course, all of them ended in hugs, kisses, apologies and make up dates, but there were a lot of times that you and Touya went to sleep with just each other in Keigo's apartment because he was working. Another argument starter was that there were a lot of times where you and Keigo had to deal with Touya's pissy mood without him telling you guys what's wrong, or deal with him ghosting you both because he's shit at communication. Biggest problem with Keigo was that he was to much of a workaholic and would bail on date nights or sleepovers because he was to busy. Biggest problem with Touya was that he was terrible with communication, he'd never say his problems because he saw it as weakness. You three get through it, of course, but it took a lot of work.

|| Who cooks? You. Keigo and Touya can't cook for shit. If you can't cook either, you're all fucked. Keigo can't cook because the commission never taught him to, and Touya was never taught either, his mom always cooked or he stole something after his "death." One time you came over to Keigo's penthouse to have a date night with the two of them, just staying in though, but what did you find? The fire alarm going off, black smoke all around the halls, and screaming. You thought they started to fight like villain and hero again, but nope. They were trying to cook. Touya tried to cook the stuff on his body because "it'd be faster" and "we wouldn't have to use electricity" and dumbass Keigo agreed to it. You helped clean up the mess and just decided to order in. That was the last time you'd ever let them try to cook.

|| Gifts? Keigo buys the most gifts for you and Touya. He's the richest, so it made sense. A lot of gifts Touya gave were home made shit or something he stole. You found it endearing, Keigo found it terrible and made him give it back. He is NOT losing one of his partners for stealing a 15$ plushie. Keigo's gifts were extravagant, of course. He'd buy you and Touya the most expensive jewelry, especially piercing jewelry for Touya since he knows he has like over 10 piercings. Keigo HAS planned a surprise vacation trip to some sort of private island for the three of you to have a weekend to relax. It was welcomed with open arms, it was just... A lot. You two didn't complain though. Your pretty boy boyfriend pampering both of you? Oh fuck yes.

|| How you get along with their friends? You get along with Keigo's friends pretty well! His friends being Mirko, Tokoyami and Endeavor... He's not as social as he seems. You and Mirko HAVE hungout together before, she's really funny and a little loud but she's fun to be around. You've met Tokoyami on multiple occasions and Keigo acts as if he's his big brother/uncle. It's so funny. Tokoyami's not the biggest fan of Touya but he's warmed up to him. Baby steps, baby steps. (They've shit talked, lovingly, about Keigo before.)... You don't like Endeavor. He's big, he's scary, and he always seems grumpy and after hearing Touya's past, you're so confused how Keigo could still hang around him normally. I mean, Touya lived with him.. And he seemed to be getting better and making up for what happened. But still.

|| With Touya's friends, aka The League of Villains.. You were scared when you first met them. Safe to say you're closest with Compress since he seemed the most chill. Toga did say she wanted to stab you, which was fun. Touya explained that's just her way of saying she liked you, and you were like "cool okay, still gonna stay away from her." You have talked to Spinner before, he was chill, surprisingly. Talking to Shigaraki was... A lot. You were scared to even be 5 feet next to him. Twice was very fun to be around! You liked Twice a lot and he seemed to like you... And for continuity sake let's say this is like.. After the Overhaul shit. So none of them were pissed at Keigo, thankfully. Honestly, Keigo's chill with everyone of the League members, a little less with Shigaraki, but it's whatever. He's closest with Twice. (kill me)

|| Do you guys ever move in together? Yes! You do. At least around a year or a year and a half of dating. You and Touya move into Keigo's big ass penthouse for obvious reasons. It was an easy "yeah sure" on all of your parts. It was already like you all lived together there since you and Touya had stuff in his apartment, so it was like extremely easy to move in and adjust.

|| Pet names? Yeah, you guys have pet names for each other. You call Keigo and Touya; "Babe" "Dear" "Love" or just their names shortened to like "Kei" or "To." You have tried calling Touya "Toto" and Keigo laughed at that so hard, calling him the dog from Wizard of Oz. Keigo would call you and Touya the stupidest shit EVER. Stuff like bird-like nicknames as a joke a lot, then it stuck. But actual pet names he'd call you guys "Dove" "Love" "Sweetness" "Sweets" or shortened versions of your guys' names. Has called Touya "Toto" after you did and finds it equally as hilarious. Lastly Touya, he doesn't do much pet names, honestly he finds them cringe. But the ones he actually does is "Doll" "Sweetheart" "Babe" and those are the ONLY ones. Anything more he's like that's bullshit. But what's weird about Touya is that he barely calls you and Keigo your actual names, or even shortened versions of your names, always those pet names. You two don't complain.

|| Media? Keigo makes sure to show both you and Touya off as much as he can. Touya's already a pretty (in)famous person so he didn't care, plus it's not like he did much. Especially if it was during his rehab. After rehab he ended up working as an underground hero since that was the only thing he really saw himself doing. There is no way he'd be some normal citizen who couldn't use his quirk everyday, like no. Through the Hero Safety Commission, he was shown off as a "second chance." For the public to believe in redemption and seeing the best in people. Keigo didn't exactly like that the Commission was using Touya like this, but Touya literally gave zero shits, so it was whatever. So now, you have two pro hero boyfriends. If you worked remotely or at home, you were more than okay with being in the media, but if your job was more open to the public you'd try your best not to be apart of the media. If you for some reason were already a famous or public figure, you were a-okay with having your relationship public.

|| You all have matching profiles on all your socials. You three are the cringey ass throuple that everyone envies or hates.

|| All in all, your relationship is wonderful! You love your boys and your boys love you!

|| oml i love dabihawks x reader

'' BOOKWORMS ,,

|| pairing: hawks x gn!reader / keigo takami x gn!reader

|| warnings: misunderstanding </3, keigo's a lovesick fool, oh also you're friends with fuyumi thumbs up, and your an oblivious dummy (ily)

|| btw, you're quirkless and have the job of librarian, and fuyumi is with mirko SMILES!

|| word count: 2.7k

|| Ever since a kid, you weren't exactly in love with the idea of being a hero. Sure, it was weird to be like that around people who constantly wanted to be heroes, even having some hero relatives. But you were never one to be interested. Always to scary! Getting results of being quirkless just further cemented your interest in being anything but a hero.

|| Being quirkless as a kid made you prone to being an easy target, so as a kid you kept to yourself. Scared to talk to a lot of people, finding comfort in small hobbies, one of those hobbies being reading! You spent most of your time in school with your nose stuck in a book. You loved to read, mostly dramas and fantasy books.. But you also loved romance books, but it didn't seem realisitc. No wonder you became a librarian! You work at a pretty big library in Mustafu. One of your regulars being a white haired girl with small red parts in her hair and grey eyes. She seemed nice, she brought you a cookie somedays from the cafe across the street.

|| Soon enough, you came to become friends with her, finding out her name was Fuyumi Todoroki. The last name sounded familiar, but you just couldn't for the life of you place your finger on it. The two of you would text and call everyday, even for a short amount of time. It was nice! Refreshing even! One day, she invited you over for tea! Awesome!

|| Fuyumi gave you the address, thankfully she said there wouldn't be anyone else joining you both. Everyone, her little brothers and dad were outta the house so the two of you could just have tea peacefully, talk about books, or watch a movie!.... At least that's what you thought. You were in the middle of sipping on some nice peach tea, talking about the hardships of getting to work on time, which felt impossible due to the villain attacks, when all of a sudden..

|| DING! || The doorbell. Fuyumi sighed and excused herself, it was probably some mail or something. Maybe her little brother ordered something off of Amazon with her dad's credit card again. At least, that's what she assumed so. Imagine her dismay when she found her girlfriend and her girlfriend's best friend, asking to crash at her place for a bit... oh! How fun.

|| You just sat in the dining room sipping on tea as you scrolled through your phone, mentally preparing yourself to excuse yourself and go home to your bed and hide under the covers while crying over fictional stories. However, that seemed nearly impossible when Fuyumi introduced you to these two... Really pretty people.

|| "So, uh, this is my girlfriend, Rumi," Fuyumi pointed at Mirko, or well Rumi. She was tall, like really tall, and had really long white hair and rabbit ears, that was really cool. Yeah she looked like a hero. "And this is Hawks, her best friend"

|| Fuyumi pointed at the blonde man as he waved to you. You waved back. Okay, listen, meeting new people was hard enough. Meeting new people unexpectedly was harder. Meeting two most pro heroes you KNEW were in the top ten. Oh boy, that seemed near impossible. You, of course stood up and introduced yourself, shaking both of the heroes hands.. Hawks had surprisingly soft hands.

|| You ended up staying at Fuyumi's place for a while longer. Getting to know the two. Of course, Fuyumi and Rumi were all over each other, it was cute. Rumi always had an arm around Fuyumi's shoulders, or be holding her hand. God they were both adorable together! The four of you ended up having tea together, small snacks, and even helped make dinner. You accidentally brushed against Hawks a few times but that's neither here nor there.

|| Near the end of the night, Rumi and Fuyumi pretty much talked amongst each other, forcing you and Hawks to converse. It was pretty hard, to be honest. I mean, you've seen Hawks on the streets doing his hero work, and he's been on the news couple of times.. His speech at the billboard charts was entertaining to say the least. In addition his agency was pretty close to the library you worked at, so seeing him wasn't a shock. He just seemed... Different than how he presented himself out in the streets. He seemed more approachable here? You didn't know, maybe all heroes were like that. Just look at Ms. Rumi "is the number 5 hero who's snuggling up against her girlfriend as if she was a cat" Usagiyama.

|| "So, what're some of your hobbies?" That caught you off guard, honestly you were starting to zone out as you stared at some shit movie but were pulled back to reality by the.. Wow he had really pretty eyes. They looked like they were glowing in the dark, of course they weren't it was just bright in contrast to the shadows, but damn Hawks.

|| "Oh, uh-" You scrambled to find your words, trying to rack your brain. You had a lot of hobbies, some niche some not, so it was hard to keep track of them. "Reading" you stammered out.

|| "Cool," Hawks chuckled and nodded. Oh it was like you were in high school again failing socially as the popular kid tried to talk to you during some sort of group project. "I never really have the time to read."

|| You blinked, a little surprised as you tilted your head slightly to the side. "But I've seen you carry around that uh, Meta Liberation War book all the time? I-I mean, like, I see you promoting it to other heroes! Or something-" Jesus christ, now you looked like a stalker. 'I've seen you carry that around all the time.' You were fumbling your words, you were fumbling so hard.

|| Thankfully, Hawks just found it entertaining, and somewhat endearing. He just let out a small chuckle and waved his hand in the air dismissively. "It's the only book I've really read all the way through. Don't have the time" He shrugged. Made sense, he was a big hero, of course he wouldn't have time to read too much.

|| You two kept talking about random shit you don't even know you were saying before you left home, Hawks offered to fly you home but you assured him you had a car.. As tempting as it sounded. You, Rumi and Hawks.. Huh, what was his real name again? Whatever, the three of you exchanged numbers and said your goodbyes. Damn, two top ten pro heroes seemed nicer than how they looked, makes sense. Heroes, duh.

|| The next few weeks were entertaining to say the least. It was pretty normal, except Hawks would visit your library, bringing small treats for you at a few times. It would be extra nice if Fuyumi visited and brought a small treat for you too! Oh, having friends was lovely. You saw Hawks way more than Fuyumi at this point, whether it be for 5 minutes to hanging out your whole lunch break. Seems like the pro hero took a liking to you! AS FRIENDS! As friends.... As friends.

|| Eventually, he did end up telling you his name, Keigo Takami, after a bunch of nagging. He made you swear on your life you wouldn't share it with the public, the commission would kill him. You didn't understand why, but if it made him feel better, you kept your mouth shut. Plus, it didn't make much difference, after getting more comfortable around each other you called him "birdie" as a funny nickname. Hell, his name on your phone was "birdie" for crying out loud. Might as well change his name to birdie legally. (He was tempted to.)

|| After a few months of being friends, you and Hawks went to the carnival with Rumi and Fuyumi. It was really fun!... Except you were really bad with crowded areas. GOD FUCKING DAMNIT! No, no, you'll be fine, you told yourself, you'll be with your friends! It won't be so bad.

|| ... You know that audio on tiktok where it says "Wow, I haven't stubbed my toe in five months!" yeah. That's what it felt like. You were expecting a fun, high adrenaline, messy food filled day with minimum crowds. Holy shit the place was packed and Keigo and Rumi were asked for autographs half the time. You and Fuyumi just stood there, waiting for them to be done half the time. At one point, the both of you were told to just ditch them to get some food cause there were so many people. I mean, what did they really expect? Not to get swarmed by fans? (yes.)

|| Thankfully, you found peace in some rides, Hawks had to be in the back since his wings were.. Gigantic. You accompanied him, while Fuyumi and Rumi, ever the adrenaline junkies, sat at the front of each ride.

|| Imagine this, you're sitting in the back of the rollercoaster, Keigo right besides you as you both scream your heads off at every bump and turn. But at one drop, one really REALLY steep drop, you just couldn't take it and instinctively grabbed onto Keigo, hiding your face in his jacket as you screamed while the rollercoaster rode down. Unfortunately for you, it was the last bit of the rollercoaster, so once the ride was over, your face was still nicely pressed into his shoulder. OH GOD, YOU WERE FUMBLING SOCIALLY AGAIN. You panicked and let go of him, rushing to get out of the seat, profusely apologizing. Before he could get a word in, you excused yourself to the bathroom to let yourself calm down.

|| Unaware to you, Keigo just stood there like a dumbass, holding the place where your face was and had this dumb smile on his face, not realizing he had to move until Rumi yelled at him and dragged him by the wings. Ouch. Okay, to be completely honest, Keigo... Yes, Keigo had a small (giant), itty bitty (absolutely humungous) crush on you. Did he say anything? No. But he did things that would.. Maybe give him a boost in winning over your affections.

|| The treats he gave you every other day? He made sure to get the ones that reminded him most of you. Small trinket gifts? Some of those costed more than he should be spending, but who cares he was a rich hero! (the commission cared.) Hanging out with you during lunch breaks? He just loved seeing you smile as you talked about new books, he'd skip any meeting he had just to see you. Unless someone yelled at him-

|| You, being the dummy you are (im sure none of you are dumb, ily), didn't pick up on any of these signs cause you're oblivious and way to bad at social cues to actually see what he was doing. At one point Fuyumi brought up the mere idea that he might be flirting with you and you immediately perished.

|| He's the number two hero for crying out loud! Models, other heroes, singers, I'm sure everyone wanted to be with him!! Why would he want a quirkless nobody librarian? That's what you think. But to him, you were the realest person he's ever had the pleasure of being friends with. Not wanting him for his money, looks, or even status of being a hero. It was.. Really nice.

|| Anyways, back to the carnival, the rest of the day went pretty good, but you made sure to avoid eye contact with Keigo or if Keigo tried talking to you, you gave small nervous answers before switching the subject and talk to Fuyumi... That wasn't.. Okay, whatever, it's whatever, Keigo thought, they probably just wanna talk to the others more. It made sense! Fuyumi has known you longer than Keigo, it's whatever.

|| But after the carnival your dynamic shifted, you seemed more distant. More nervous and skittish around him, always on the move, not staying in one spot. If he brought lunch, you made excuses to keep moving through the library aisles instead of sit down with him. If he brought a sweet treat, you'd tell him to put it on your desk while you had to organize some books.. He was confused at this, really confused. Did he do something to upset you? Did you not wanna be friends anymore?

|| That's all that was going through his head, so after a week of this happening, he made sure you were home, his schedule was finally free, he bought two books he remember you said you wanted and some snacks. He put on his leather jacket, that he remembered you said you loved, and went to your place. It was much smaller than his place (he lived in a damned penthouse for crying out loud.), but it was homey. He loved it, he loved visiting you in it. Anyways, he knocked at your door and-

|| "Keigo?" He loved when you said his name. Always so gentle when speaking. Keigo took a deep breath as he shifted in place, he was always so nervous around you. Even if you couldn't see it.

|| "Can we talk?"

|| You invited him in, palms sweaty and fidgety mess now. Oh gods, he was probably mad. But why did he bring over a bag of.. Well whatever was in it. You knew if he said he didn't wanna see you again, you knew you'd cry. Probably. So you mentally prepared yourself as you made some tea for the two of you. Having tea together was one of Keigo's favourite things.

|| Once you settled in, he first handed you the bag.. Oh. It was the books you wanted.. He remembered. And it was the small candies you absolutely adored. Oh, Keigo.

|| "Are you mad at me?"

||.. What?? You looked at him dumbfounded, did he really think you were mad at him?? If anything he should be mad at you! For avoiding him and being, well, you!

|| "N-No," You mentally kicked yourself at stuttering. "Wait, why do you think I am?"

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"Well you've been avoiding me for the past week, you're always so fidgety around me and.. I dunno, I thought I did something." Keigo said, looking down at his hands as he spoke. Guilt starting to drip into your heart as you heard his words. That.. That wasn't your intention! You were just embarrassed with what happened at the carnival, and in all honesty, you did have a crush on him. A big one, and you didn't know what to do. He seemed so out of your league!

"I didn't-" You started, taking a sharp inhale before speaking again. "I'm sorry, that wasn't-" "You don't need to apologize" "No, no I do, I was being a bad friend, I shouldn't have-"

"If I made you uncomfortable at a-" "Make me uncomfortable? You could never, I was scared I made you.." "I feel safe around you."

You both sit in silence for a moment. You were both nervous wrecks when it came to each other.

" I was embarrassed.. By how I acted on the rollercoaster, I didn't mean to.. Be so close to you" You muttered, your face flushed from embarrassment. Both of the incident and of admitting it.

Keigo just stared at you with those bright eyes of his. Oh, they looked like the sun. Just like the stories you read, you felt like Icarus flying to close to him. Thinking you'll end up burnt in the end.

"I want you close to me." You blinked a couple of times, your face flushing more than before. Was he being serious? You bit your bottom lip as you looked away from him.

"Can I kiss you?" Keigo asked quietly, his brows furrowed and his cheeks dusted a light pink. Okay, he'll take the leap of faith. Praying it doesn't backfire on him. You, on the other hand, your mind is going a billion miles an hour, wondering if this was a joke or just him being Keigo.. But he was being genuine... You nodded.

The second you did, he cupped your face gently with his soft hands and pulled you into a small kiss.

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|| After much talking, you both cleared up the misunderstandings and.. Started dating! YIPPEE! Oh my god, colours became brighter, the birds were singing louder, the sun was smiling down on you. Everything felt right.

|| Maybe those romance books were realistic.

.... So... This is the biggest fic I've made. Idk what got over me. But i love this smiles. also, i didnt make mha christmas stuff sorry chat <//3

'' BROKEN TO FIXED ,,

|| pairings: hawks x gn!reader / keigo takami x gn!reader

|| warnings: getting broken up with (not by hawks), not specified gender for ex, no use of y/n

|| this is very self indulgent since i js went thru a break up 😭 hawks my one true love LMAO

|| word count: 0.9k

|| You and Keigo had been friends for a few years, ever since he debuted in fact! You'd gotten in contact with him after your friend from highschool, Miruko, or well Rumi, invited you to some hero party. And there he was! You two hit it off pretty easily, becoming close friends in the process, much to Rumi's dismay. (She loves when her friends get along! Just don't forget about her lol!)

|| After that party, you both stayed in contact. Everyday, you'd visit his agency with small treats or take our food for lunch! Some for his sidekicks too! Everyone absolutely loved you. And that didn't exclude Keigo.

|| Keigo never said anything, honestly he was scared. You were one of his only friends who wasn't a hero or wasn't using him. He didn't wanna ruin it! So he kept his feelings hidden. Despite his confident, playboy persona, he was in all honesty a nervous wreck, especially around you. You never really paid any mind to it, it was pretty amusing afterall.

|| Things... Changed after you got a partner though. They were pretty nice, honestly they seemed open to be friends with your friends as well! But Keigo on the other hand... He always made excuses on why he couldn't hangout if you mentioned your partner would come along, or he'd ditch last minute with the excuse of hero stuff. You didn't really mind, he was a hero for crying out loud!.. But you missed him.

|| Whatever, if he didn't wanna be friends, it's fine..! You and your partner stayed together around a year and a half. You thought, this is the person who'll stay with me! Despite some ups and downs, and... Having to defend them against your friends, it'd work out!

|| But you were wrong. Even after all the ups and downs you both experienced.. They left. Saying that they still loved you, but they weren't in love with you. That they still cared, but it wasn't the same. You swore it was working. Maybe you were just being dumb again.

|| You first tried to call up Rumi, she was one of your closest friends afterall, but she was busy, probably on a mission or on late night patrol. So, after much hesitation, you called up Keigo. God, you felt like you were making a mistake. After so many times of saying "They're a good person!" or "I love them, really" it felt embarrassing to call Keigo. But.. He picked up.

|| "Birdie! Heyo, how's it going?" Keigo chirped out as he picked up the phone. He had just been watching some movie on his tv, due to not having to work, for once. His carefree attitude soon enough dropped the second he heard sniffles on the other hand. You explained what happened, that they broke up with you, and that you just.. Needed someone to listen. He stayed silent for a few moments, you thought he hung up.

|| Knock knock. What the? You look over to your balcony window and it's Keigo, hair a mess, a bag of presumably ice cream and food in it, and he was still in his sweatpants and messy looking shirt he probably fell asleep in. You quickly rushed over to the balcony window and opened it up. Your cheeks flushed and stained with tears, eyes puffy and hair a mess. It looked like you were the one who flew around the city.

|| "Keigo?" The second you said his name he embraced you, wrapping his arms and wings around you in a safe caccoon. Rubbing small patterns on your back as you sobbed into his shirt. God, this was embarrassing. But it's exactly what you needed. You and Keigo stayed in that position for what felt like an eternity, you sobbing into his shirt, rambling on about who knows what as Keigo rubbed your back in silent comfort.

|| After a while, you found yourself on your couch, a bowl of ice cream in hand as a blanket overed you with an extra layer of Keigo's wing over your shoulder. It was nice. You rambled about how shitty you felt, how you felt like your life just ended, how you're going to miss your partner as Keigo sat there, listening. At one point you asked if he had anything to say, and for once he didn't. He just wanted to be there to help you.

|| He pushed his feelings for you aside in order to comfort you. Honestly, he felt guilty for not being around when you were with your partner, but dwelling on the past wouldn't change anything. What mattered was you and to help you move on.

|| The days after your break up was.. Rough to say the least. You'd be to groggy to even get out of bed, you used up more than half of your sick days to stay out of work, and Keigo, surprisingly, was there for most of it. Of course, he had to be a hero, obviously he was the number two hero. But everytime he had even a five minute break he called you up and made sure you were okay.

|| He'd bring small gifts and snacks to help cheer you up, sometimes some of it was from Rumi as well! It was sweet and helped you off your feet. His support meant everything to you.

|| Now, Keigo wouldn't tell you about his crush on you just yet, obviously that'd be a.. Pretty bad move on his part. Avoid you a bunch for the past year then move in on you after a bad break up? Terrible idea. So for now, he'd settle for being your best friend. Unaware that you were slowly developing feelings for him as well.

did i make this js cz i got broken up with like one or two weeks ago? yeah. but SHUTTUP!! hawks my pookie.... my one true love........

also early merry christmas to whoever celebrates, i might be making a small dabble of diff mha characters spending christmas with you (platonic or not) idk! SMILES!

'' PARTY TIME ,,

pairs: teen!hawks/keigo takami x reader

warnings: none!

word count: 1.9k

stuff to keep in mind: red text = keigo's thoughts, also this is like my first fic that im writing cause i had an idea :D! also this is prolly ooc ToT

Keigo Takami, age 15, has never gone to a party and barely has any friends out of the commission. Only has one friend, and that's just out of sheer, dumb luck, Rumi Usagiyama.

And today... She's taking him out to a friends party!.... great.

Despite all of Keigo's faux confidence, he was a real nervous for this. He knows how to use his quirk to save people! At least in theory, he hasn't exactly saved anyone yet.. BUT I DIGRESS! This will be easy! Just some random teens.. He doesn't know... At a loud party...

Oh God, what am I doing??

"Okay, birdy brain," Rumi stretched her arms as the two stood in front of the house. "We'll stay as long as you want, unless it's past 2 am, don't wantcha grumpy for your trainin!"

As she said those words she pinched his cheeks, recieving a groan and his wings swatting at her as she laughed.

"You sure this is a good idea?"

"Yeah of course, I mean you're cooped up in training rooms or your dorm"

"... It's not that bad."

"It's pretty bad, birdbrain"

Rumi rolled her eyes as she lead them both into the house. The music wasn't as blaringly loud as Keigo thought it would be! Nor was there too many people.

Man, maybe this will be better than i thought, Rumi was just being drama- PERSON!

Keigo's eyes narrowed as someone, well, he'd assume was one of Rumi's friends came up to her, or practically running to them.

"RUMIIII!"

"Y/NNNNNN!!!"

Keigo stood there motionless as they watched the two ramble on to eachother about.. Well he didn't really know. It took a good 2 minutes before the other noticed Keigo. Once registering his presence they made a small "o" with their mouth as they rubbed the back of their neck, backing away from Rumi and him. Oh my god, how do I talk to this person???

"Uh, hi, I'm y/n!"

Oh my god thank you for talking first.

"I'm Haw-" Rumi elbowed him before he could finish. SHIT! Keigo's been so used to being called Hawks. "Haaaaaawww.... Kato."

... Rumi looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Hakato? Really? Cute name, but it's not yours, Keigo. "Hakato?"

They gave a small smile as they tapped their chin. "It's nice to meet you then, Hakato!"

"Yeah, nice to meet you too, Y/N"

Get a grip Keigo, you're more awkward than two people who don't speak the same language.

Keigo was about to say something before-

"Y/NNNNNN!!! C'MONNNN!!!"

They let out an exasperated sigh, physically deflating as they heard someone call them.

"Sorry about that! Those people can wait, uh- how do you kno-"

"Y/N GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!!"

They let out a small groan as they ran a hand through their hair, giving a weak smile. "Sorry, I guess I gotta head over there, bye Rumi! Bye Hakato!"

Y/N gave a sheepish smile as they ran over to the other room. They weren't in trouble, it was just their friends calling for them! Probably cause they broke something, or needed to find something.. Or all of the above.

Once they were out of hearing distance Rumi smacked Keigo's arm, a confused look on her face.

"Hakato??? Really?? Why didn't you just say," She put her arms up, waving them at the side of her hips, mocking him. "Hey, I'm Keigo Takami! I don't know how to talk to people, meehh!!"

"I don't!" He pushed her face away with the palm of his hand, pouting slightly "I don't sound like that... And plus! It was gonna sound weird if I said Haw-Keigo!" Rumi rolled her eyes, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she lazily put her arm around his shoulders, leading him to the room y/n went through.

"Welp! Looks like you're going by Hakato now!"

The two went into the room, the lights were all off with a few led lights glowing. It was a nice atmosphere, it wasn't too loud, but it could definitely become a bit much after a few hours. Thank goodness Keigo and Rumi were going to leave soon...

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It was 1 am. This party started at 10 pm, and more people came, it got LOUD. Keigo just wanted to go back to the dorm rooms he stayed at, if he didn't get to sleep soon he'd be sloppy during the day. Being sloppy meant bad training, bad training meant bad hero, bad hero meant bad life.

Oh god I need to get home.

Keigo looked around the house one more time, accidentally finding more than two couples making out.

Gross, where the hell is Rumi.

He kept looking for a good 10 more minutes then just gave up. He didn't wanna try sending out his feathers to look for her, that would just end up with them getting trampled or something.

.. These people are Rumi's friends.. Yeah they are, plus there's no alcohol here so she'll be fine. Plus she can beat up literally anyone.

Keigo justified his reasons as he walked out of the house, stopping at the doorstep and texted Rumi.

"im leaving the party, im tired as shit"

sent!

...

What the?

Keigo looked around, he heard some rustling. Maybe he shouldn't look, maybe it's just another couple making out, but something just made him wanna at least know what made that noise. What can he say? It was the hero in him.

He turned the corner, to the sides of the house. Y/N! y/n?

They were curled up in a ball covering their ears and on their phone, seemingly rushing to text something.

snap!

Y/n turned their face towards the sound. It was Keigo snapping on a branch.

Great, good going government stealth training- Oh shit are they crying?

Y/n quickly rubbed their eyes and stood up, giving a weak smile as they stepped closer to Keigo. Their cheeks stained with a few tears and their face a little red.

"You okay?"

"Uh, yeah! I'm okay, sorry bout this-"

"No! No it's all good! You uh, wanna talk about it?"

"Oh, no it's okay! It's stupid"

"I don't mind."

The two stood there awkwardly for some moments as y/n played with the ends of their sleeves. God kill them now, this was not a good first impression, er, second.

"Just got loud is all," They gave a small shrug as they walked past him to the front of the house. They rubbed their eyes and nose with their sleeve as they sat down at the stairs to the porch. "I'm not good with people."

"O-Oh, yeah no, I get that," Keigo followed them and sat beside them, letting out an awkward sigh as he shuffled around getting comfotable. Damn these giant ass wings. "I'm bad with people too."

The two sat in.. Less than comfortable silence, it wasn't too bad. At least there was music playing in the back from the house. It was blaring music, but better than like, some classical or some shit.

"Sorry, this is a really weird impression, I promise I'm not that much of a crybaby!" Y/n chuckled as they rubbed the back of their neck, keeping their eyes away from Keigo's.

He shook his head swiftly.

"No! This- isn't the worst impression I've had with a few people," he thought back at the events of the party. ".. So many people making out.."

"Oh my god, right?? Like- like go home at that point!"

"At least some people are trying to hide it though, some people are just makin out on the couch!"

"My heart goes out to the houses owner"

"Oh god I didn't even think of that!"

They both burst into small giggles, y/n's eyes fully dried from tears and the awkward tension lifting, at least 2/3rds of it.

"Hakato?"

It took a second for Keigo to register that they were talking to him.. He'll have to explain the name thing later..

"Yeah?"

"Uhh," Y/n fiddled with their sleeves, looking out to the road. "How're you getting home?" "Wings."

"Wings?

Keigo nodded as he pointed to his wings, y/n making the same "o" then before.

That's kinda cute

Keigo gave a small grin, an awkward looking one but it made y/n giggle.

"I'm waiting for my brother to pick me up, if you want I can ask if he can drop you of-"

"that's okay!"

How does one.. Even explain that he doesn't live with his parents, nor really any guardians. But a dorm with a few other kids for some private hero-training shit?

Y/n nodded at that, a little surprised at how quick he responded but didn't question it.

"How uh, do you know Rumi? I don't see you around school"

KEIGO THINK.

"I'm uh- homeschooled"

It wasn't a complete lie! He was schooled with the commission... At that was practically his home.. So.. IT MAKES SENSE!!

Y/n nodded. Wow these two nod a lot. Makes sense, they're awkward teenagers.

"Yeah makes sense, I-I think I've heard Rumi talk about you once? Big red wings and all!"

They let out a small chuckle, finally glancing over Keigo, his wings shuffling a bit behind him.

Did their eyes always look this nice?

"Haha! Y-Yeah that was probably me, good ol'" He stumbled through his words a moment "Good ol' Hakato!"

Y/n laughed again as they heard a ding from their phone and glanced up to the street. A nice black, convertable with someone who looked like y/n.. Ohhhh, their brother.

They quickly got up and dusted themself off before putting their hands in their pockets, giving a small shrug.

"I gotta go- my brothers-" "Oh yeah no, all good!"

"You sure you don't want a ride?" "Nah nah, thanks though!"

Y/n gave a small wave as they walked towards the car, leaving Keigo to watch them get into the car and wave at him through the passenger seat. "Bye Hakato!"

They yelled as the car started and Keigo got up. He flapped his wings and got off the ground, giving one more wave towards them before he started flying towards the dorms.

He had fun! More than expected. It was tiring, and a lot of new people, but some of them were nice! Majority were nice, and plus it was good for Keigo to make new friends his age! Everyone at the HPSC was all older than him.

Soon enough, Keigo snuck back into his room, shutting the window behind him. SUCCESS! He successfully snuck out, went to a party, made new friends! Oh hey, and Rumi texted him back! "rude! coulda given you a ride back birdbrain"

"haha, its fine, i like flying"

"such a damn bird..."

"guilty!"

He put down his phone as he changed into his pj's, thinking back to the night... Y/n. Could be a good friend of his! Yeah he could...

I FORGOT TO ASK FOR THEIR NUMBER.

He dove into bed and quickly texted Rumi.

"RUMI GIVE ME Y/N'S NUMBER PLZ"

"lol someones down bad"

"they seem cool, and wud be a good friend"

"excuses

you gotta work for it"

"anything"

"ill think about it and text you tomorrow morning"

"it's 2 am, its already tomorrow morning"

"touche, ill give the terms and conditions when i wake up LOL"

"RUMI PLZ."

.. left on read.

Keigo sighed and put his phone down as he snuggled into his bed, maybe he can text y/n tomorrow. Yeah, tomorrow.

SMILES this was prolly badly written and super ooc, but im eepy and wanted to get this idea out. TEEHEE!