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Hawks from BNHA

thought I could stay as a cute little blog, but no. the angst is all-consuming.

For day 3 of that fem dabihawks event 🙏 fantasy au this time

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another request ＼(*⌒0⌒)ｂ♪

this time for @katsdynam1ght lolol thank yeur for introducing a dynamic I never knew I needed until nowww, I actually have more ideas for these three so this isn't the last you'll see of them ☆⌒（＊＾∇゜）v

Crackfic Idea:

30-year-old Zuko gets randomly flung back in time to his 16-year-old self. For a couple of hours at a time. At the most random times imaginable. Imagine the potential.

Zuko assumes that it's a dream or a vision, but definitely not real. He tries not to freak everybody out too badly, but he's also fully enjoying himself and seeing all of his friends as their young selves.

ZUKO, as he and Aang circle each other at the South Pole: I've spent years preparing for this encounter. Training, meditating. You're just a [Spirit Shwoop Sound] ... baby Aang!

AANG, confused: Well, more like preteen Aang. How do you know my name?

ZUKO, looking around: Wait, where are we?

AANG: Um... this is the-

SOKKA: Don't answer him! He's trying to get information out of you. You can't give away our location!

KATARA: Sokka, he's standing in the middle of our village. I think he knows.

ZUKO: We're here? This is so weird. I was just here for the Annual Penguin Race.

AANG: THERE'S AN ANNUAL PENGUIN RACE?!

ZUKO: Well, yeah, it was your idea... you gave a whole speech about cross-cultural cooperation and friendship, but I know you just wanted to go penguin sledding with a bunch of people...

AANG: Well, I-

SOKKA: Stop giving him more information! He already knows about the penguins!

Everybody else is confused, bewildered and even befuddled except for Iroh, who assumes that it's Spirit Shenanigans™️ and just fully accepts that his nephew likes tea and hugs and Pai Sho sometimes while being his usual shouty surly traumaball self at others.

ZUKO, stepping into the cabin: Hi, Uncle. I brought you some ginseng. How about a game of Pai Sho?

IROH, tearing up a little: I would love that, my nephew.

ZUKO: I wish we could do this more often, but you live so far away...

IROH, mentally calculating that he lives exactly three doors away from Zuko, and nodding sagely: The rat-viper may never climb the mountain that a hog-monkey can, but the monkey does not know what lies underneath it.

ZUKO, sighing sadly: I know, Uncle. I do appreciate my position in life, even if it has disadvantages.

IROH: Hmm. Your move, nephew.

The crew of Zuko's ship is terrified by the fact that whenever it happens, Zuko is somehow even more hyper-competent, seems to be weirdly calm about everything, and most unnervingly of all, he's polite.

SOLDIER: Here is a report on the best teahouses within three days travel of our current location, Sir. And, uh, Commander Zhao sent a messenger hawk.

ZUKO: Excellent. Thank you very much, Sergeant. I think we can ignore whatever Zhao has to say. In reply, I want you to send him a list of the most famous officers in Fire Nation history, and point out that none of them had sideburns. I want to see if he shaves them.

SOLDIER, sweating nervously: O-of course, Sir.

As a matter of fact, the whole fic could just be Zuko trolling Zhao. It would be glorious.

reposting again bc I CANT BELIEVE THAT THIS WAS FOR ME 😭😭 I love this so much <3333

#dabihawks 🔥 pro-hero Dabi accidentally setting his birdie on fire in the early stages of their team up, and pro-hero Hawks, too allured by those blue flames blazing in the distance, too distracted in love, doesn't even notice until Dabi repeatedly shouts something suspiciously like, "Hawks?! You're on fire??" over the roar of inferno.

And Hawks sighs, dazed between the heat and Dabi's beautiful blue, as he glances down, the lick of sparks catching against his feathers as he ignored the pain, pain tolerance too high to even care, "I guess."

Dabi, who can't fly, propels himself across the air towards Hawks on pure firepower alone, faster than he's ever done, already speed dialing the paramedics as he yells, "HELP?!"

And oh, Dabi's coming closer then? The whoosh of Dabi's costume floats through the sea of blue, more distracting than ever, more beautiful than anything. White really is his color. 

Hawks chuckles as a gloved hand brushes off a spark, some of his feathers dusting beneath him, "Nah. Don't worry, hot stuff I'm good actually." 

Dabi wraps an arm around Hawks in record speed, ice already encasing protectively against his wings, extinguishing what's left of any hint of flames. 

Hawks smiles dreamily up at him, loopy between the heat and cold and Dabi's palms shooting against his wings. "Mm, you're so hot."

"It's ice?!" Dabi cries.

Later... 

Hawks lays on his stomach as Dabi's warm hands comb through his wings, righting the poor feathers who have seen better days and preening over the roughed up strands. 

"You're reckless," Dabi chides, but he sounds pained, like it's him that's accidentally caught fire today. 

"Mm," Hawks agrees absentmindedly, thinking he doesn't mind getting a little singed if it's Dabi's work. His feathers will grow back and Dabi tending to him like this, soft and attentive, is really just cherry on top of having seen the blue of his dreams. "'s okay. I'm okay."

// tbc in a full fic

(for @yerrrrrrrl who inspired this beautiful concept of Dabi and Hawks who are each other's worst matchup only bcus they are too busy watching each other lmao)

i love describing items that are slightly larger than average industrial sized

100% !! there's no way keigo isn't exhausted after faking his persona for hours on end, he is still human !! and touya is there to remind him of that 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ it's the combo of constantly aiming for perfection and faking his reactions that make keigo sleep like a log when he's with touya, who literally expects nothing from him ( and who is touya to judge, when he finally notices that keigo isn't perfect )

late afternoon cuddles is so them idk how to explain it

touya's unreasonable jealousy is partially what makes them so entertaining to me lmaooo. i imagine some of their rare peaceful moments are cut short bc touya brings up some girl who stared at keigo for 2 seconds too long, 3 days earlier LOL. i feel like everytime touya provokes keigo in this way, it's also him testing keigo, as in, is it the girl or me ??? and keigo is just pissed bc why is he even asking that in the first place, is the answer not obvious-

oh gosh college au keigo gets a job as a tour guide and it’s his least favorite thing ever but he wants the spending money (his parents (adoptive) only fund certain activities and he wants to have more of a life than that (and buy touya things what who said that))

just picture it. keigo takami. gorgeous guy. walking around campus (even when it’s cold) having to tell all these people he doesn’t know and doesn’t like how awesome this university is (is this not just propaganda his “mother” is the university president)

and when he’s not working and encounters other tour groups he’s all but seething because they’re loud and take up space and he does not want to deal with it

EVERYONE LOOK

pov your friend’s parents were murdered at the hands of the league and you have no clue what (or who) is next. you don’t mean to sound cruel. you’re just scared.

but what kind of a hero blames their friend for his own parents’ deaths? what right do you have find fear in his grief? his parents are dead. he may as well be, too.