Yandere Hawks Headcannons
Warnings: Kidnapping, yandere tendencies, cursing, manipulation, verbal abuse, emotional manipulation, guilt trapping, forced affection, sex, and drugging.
Authors Note: Enjoy!
Hawks would definitely be the type of yandere to manipulate and flirt his way into your heart and when you fall for his trap it’ll be to late to escape.
Yeah he had to dig into your personal files find out every person your close with and deem if there a threat or not but it was all for your safety. You where his birdie and nobody else’s.
Getting you into a false sense of safety was pretty easy since you were a bit naive. You thought he was just being nice sure he was a bit to touchy with you but it was fine it was Hawks he wouldn’t dare hurt you right?
He indeed hurt you not physically of course he’d never hurt lay a hand on his precious baby bird. No, instead he had to damage your emotions a bit, forcing people out of your life so he could be the only on to comfort you.
He had invited you for a bite to eat one night. It was harmless just dinner with the number two hero. Yeah it did bring up questions like “why me hawks?” Or “don’t you think this is a bit much.” He shrugged your questions off easily saying he owed it to you for working so hard.
Yeah he drugged your drink. It was all for your safety. A quick flight and you where at his penthouse laying in a nice bed way out of your budget. But Hawks had convinced you to stay. He was so good at convincing you it was almost scary. “I didn’t wanna leave you alone in your apartment who knows what might happen to you so just stay here tonight yeah?”
You found yourself kissing the man his hands where groping and gripping your body by itself. He seemed almost predatory. You stopped yourself “Hawks I don’t know if we should be doing this” he was a bit annoyed by your sudden pause. He had finally got to taste your sweet lips he couldn’t let this opportunity go.
Regardless of what you said he always found a way to play a victim. You found yourself being snuggled tightly wings covering you from the day. He wouldn’t allow you to leave it was weird. He simply said you won’t be allowed to leave anymore you where his now.
You didn’t understand what was happening so you pleaded him to let you go. It was to late you where already locked in his cage.
He made sure you where well fed and cleaned. You where his prize he didn’t want you to get dirty.
If you tried to escape the collar he made you wear would shock you. “Cmon baby bird don’t cry your making this hard for me” he was rubbing your back in lazy circles. “I’m only trying to make sure your safe yeah? And to do that I can’t let nobody see you so just stop trying to leave it’s hurting me ya know”
He allowed you free time but only when he was around. He didn’t want someone to snatch you up and take you away you where his love bird.
He had used you to take away his stress from his job. He was a bit rough especially with the way he was tearing up your cunt. “If you love me you’ll make love with me I find it hurtful you don’t love me hon” he held your chin while rubbing your lip with his thumb. I mean look at the lifestyle he had given you it was perfect right?
After a while you had finally given up and Hawks or Keigo he had insisted you call him was happy he had gotten rid of the shock collar he didn’t want you to get to injured. You where his fiancé now and he was planning on make you the bearer of his children.
EXTRA: “Make those cute sounds for baby bird” he loved it when you moaned and screamed his name he made you. It turned him on you where his lover after all and you where so fucking beautiful all lavished out on him cum dripping from your cunt, mouth widened and eyes hazy.
I love you nerdy black reader I love you ghetto black reader I love you country girl black reader I love you city girl black reader I love you virgin black reader I love you ho black reader I love you weed smoking black reader I love you straight edge black reader I love you black reader and you’re perfect regardless 🫶🏾
I just know that the dudes who make those "girls get 500 compliments a day vs. guy gets one compliment once and cherishes it for the rest of his life" memes put zero effort into their appearance. Like what exactly do you expect people to say? Wow nice plain ill-fitting hoodie, goes great with your basic-ass blue jeans and nondescript haircut. Got some real cool Grey Man vibes going on, you could seamlessly blend into any crowd ever without being seen at all.
Like nobody has any obligation to look any certain way, but you can't expect to be praised for doing something you're not even trying to do. I dress like I got tarred and feathered in a Tim Burton film costume department discard scrap pile, and someone saying they like my style is a biweekly occurrence.
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How it feels reading “baby girl” in a fic when I don’t have an evil fly in my ear whispering “365 Days”.
“I'ma kill the pussy, I think we need a paramedic.”
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📢: nsfw!, dom!behavior, pussy referred to as ‘she’; stretch marks, not proofread :3, very short
★ men who bend you on the nearest surface. counter top, table, couch,—whatever’s near and wherever he can fuck you from the back as long as he gets his billion dollar view. If that’s not available he’ll use the nearest wall pressing you against it his body all against yours so you can feel his growing erection in his pants begging for you.
★yes his billion dollar view. with your back arched, ass up, and face down(sweaty, and against the pillow almost smudged, pathetic sounds coming outta you like a pornstar). it was fucking glorious the way your body was beneath him. He liked it when you were sooo feeble under him like this. Your soft warm skin glistening with sweat, the curves on your body, the accentuations, the carvings. Yes carving, like a—uh, Greek statue y’know the one depicted of Aphrodite? She ain’t had shit on you in his opinion he adored it all. Especially your stretch marks! The ones that began on your lower back stretching to your hips, thighs, and ass? Sunlight on water. Perfection supposedly didn’t exist as humans were flawed but too him? You where the standard. Perfect.
★ his hand slide down to the middle of your back before pressing on it “Deeper baby.” His voice muttered into your ear and you obeyed your back deepening further “There we go.” He cooed pulling a stray curl from your face so he could see your eyes his smirk deepening from what he saw in them. “That’s my girl, doin’ so good for me.”
★men who place love bites on your shoulders licking them clean light bruises in there wake right after, kisses on them and in between the shoulder blades(the lil moans you released were so precious—), and his fingers ever so gently trailing down your spine all because of the way your breathing slows, and hitches and maybe even a hiccup.
★men who really, really want to tug, pull and wrap your hair around his fists but decided on not to because it hurt for you and not in a good way. So he decided on using your neck wrapping his big, rough hand ‘round there. It made it all the better feeling your plus beat rapidly against his fingers. But make no mistake! That protective hairstyle? Oh you’re so done. “Nah, nah lemme pull it c’mon I’ll be gentle I swear.” He’s not gentle not even a little bit with your passion twists wrapped around his hand messily tilting your head back all meanly like a bully, a bully who likes to fuck you. Your throat bare and he places open mouthed kisses on the skin sucking a bit, even on the pulse.
★men who fuck you like you insulted his mom in the worst way. men who fuck you like he absolutely hates your existence and the fact that your still alive breathing. men who fuck you like your just some dumb rag doll to put his cock in. Rough. Raw. Passionate. Straight up pounding your shit with no mercy it’s almost like he wants you dead. But there’s a duality—almost whiplash with the way he whispers in your ear “want me to—shit—stop, pretty?” or “m’goin too hard? aw, shh don’t cry on me now.” pressing soft almost feather light kisses on your jaw or on the back of your neck, his voice all hoarse, raw and low and you’re the only person who gets to hear him like this all intimate because this is solely reserved for his girl.
★men who slap your ass and he doesn’t care if it’s big or small he slapping it either way just to see a deep red mark depicting his handprint. (If you look back you’ll see the pure delight in his eyes, a big grin on his face at the recoil) Because your his. Branding he guesses? and he rubs it’s after soothing the pain all caringly like he’s genuinely sorry but his mouth is so dirty when he says “you’re not gonna walk for the next week so, call out for everyday okay? I’ll take care of you yeah?” He tilts his head to the side lazily seemly in thought before saying “I’ll massage your legs, your thighs, back as well for ya..probably your whole body..you want that right?” Mind you he’s saying this while he’s still fucking you his pace slowed down though to give you air time talking like he’s listing a grocery list or something. And when you don’t answer quick enough he gives your ass a quick smack making you cry out “Y-yeah!” He smirks rubbing your ass again all soothingly “Yeah? Glad you agree..don’t like how they’ve been working my girl so hard these days.” He says and his ears pick up on your shaky breathing and he doesn’t know why you’re doing that. He’s still got one more round left in him maybe two..he’s feeling a bit needy today. But he’s not the only one clearly with the way she’s squeezing him dry all tight and warm tryna choke him out acting like she wanted a baby. Poor pussy, all clingy n shit it’s okay tho! He’ll fuck you till she tapped out.
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Hawks Fluff x Fem. Reader
Warning: literally nothing it’s fluff
Hawks had just came back from a patrol. He look a bit worn out to say to say the least. “Birdie?” His voice called out. “Keigo?” You walked in to see your boyfriend leaning on the wall tired. “Oh Kei come here” you help him onto the couch taking of his jacket. Seemed he bruised his ribs with a bit of scolding in your voice “and why didn’t you go to the doctor?” He looked at your with that floppy smirk.
“I’ll be fine birdie plus I have you my sweet little healer.” Yep that’s right you had a healing quirk that Keigo used ever since he found out he didn’t have to go to the hospital anymore. It was tiring yes but anything for your lover right?
You scoffed before punching him softly in arm. “Ouch” he said albeit a bit dramatic. “Oh please your fine, and Kei I’m not always gonna be around to heal you whenever you want” he pouted at that. “Please birdie for me?” He rubbed his hand against your thigh and that look he always gives you when he needs something.
With a sigh you placed your hands on his ribs and with a yellowish glow his bruise when from a nasty purple to a more lighter version before disappearing. You quirk allowed you to heal but since you never really use it as much it takes a bit more work. “Isn’t this illegal?” You questioned resting on his side.
“Only illegal if you get caught birdie” he presses a kiss on your forehead before moving down to your neck. “Kei!” you say slightly surprised. “Cmon baby bird lemme pay you back” he said before kissing and leaving little marks on your skin.
Oh how love made you do crazy things
Authors Note: Just a lil one shot
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