It’s Jarring That What “killed” Touya As Kid Was Essentially Just Emotional Stress. He Lost Control

i... i thought about yukitouya toukei and this happened.....

....also magical girl shouto

(these were very quick)

I'm not sure which lighting I preferrrrrrrr but it's my first time redrawing an actual scene :'D

Hawks Headcanons

bc he's the love of my life (also spoilers for post II War arc)

Has a slight tan from being up in the sky all the time

Has freakishly long nails that he usually trims

Prefers his apartment to have a "psychiatric ward" look to it

Also probably autistic (theres gonna b a lot of that) he's just better at masking

Passive to a fault.

Has joked about kissing a man once in front of an interviewer and tried to laugh it off (he was not joking)

Secret Introvert. He's super quiet if he's comfortable around you. It's kinda scary

After he lost his wings he had to learn how to drive and absolutely hates it. He can't drive for shit 💀

He also hates being in airplanes. Anything flying that he cant control is an automatic no.

Not a cat person lol

Emotionally intelligent enough to be able to read other people's emotions like a book but not enough to talk about his own.

Has double fangs 😋

Huge foodie. this man can EAT

Not a huge consumer like at all. The HPSC ends up buying stuff for him a majority of the time.

Still has that dirty ass Endeavor plushie on his bed.

Is an advid pop and RnB listener (rip Hawks you would've loved Chappel Roan)

Even when he does retire his Hero name it still feels weird to here ppl say his real name. He even prefers if they still call him Hawks.

He's a compulsive liar.

His wings get dirty asf after a full shift

He doesn't admit it but he's into that toxic shit 🤭(Dabi lmao)

Bisexual

Would be a gamer if he had any time

has zero fashion sense

He and Dabi have fucked idk what to tell you

Has assassinated ppl before; most likely during his teenage years. gotta make him useful somehow.

He's so incredibly lonely it makes me cry. Someone hug him.

Me and him:

hmmmmmm I wonder what would be the breaking point for keigo...

I feel like it would be something along the lines of everything being too much at one moment (don't we love the academic lifestyle), and touya's unwanted commentary is the last straw lmao. cue keigo's crashout </3. touya watching and realising that he's high-key way more interested in this side of keigo bc why wouldn't touya be infatuated with keigo's facade falling apart.

the label is there to force touya out of the idgaf trenches lollll and to confirm that keigo is really his, and he's really keigo's, but it's not like it changes anything that was happening before ヽ(*´∀`)ﾉ pre relationship they were already claiming each other, the label just gives them the excuse to do it more lmao

and I know everytime keigo effortlessly proves his devotion, touya's heart skips a beat but he has to hide it beneath a mutter of "that's bare minimum" and a huff LMAO keigo sees right thru it and just smiles knowinglyyyyy

I agree with the fact that kei happily obliges to prove himself lmao. he would do anything to make touya see what he sees, touya is the most interesting person he's ever met.

ALL MIGHT MAKING AN APPEARANCE ? sign me upppppppp (*^▽^)/★*☆♪ how does all might fit into the college au :D ? (pls enlighten me, I love the bond you've created between touya and all might </3)

lollll I feel like keigo sometimes gets fed up of touya constantly bringing up the argument that it could be anyone else, but there's a fondness that accompanies it since u could boil it down to touya thinking keigo deserves the best. so keigo will gladly prove to him that touya's the best thing in his life.

they're so possessive over each other omy goshhh

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

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Dabi thinking 'what's the catch' each time Hawks goes out of his way to do something heroically nice for him, a villain...

Something so terribly close to care.

Or impossibly like 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.

(When Hawks can't care)

(When he doesn't get love)

A hero laced in gold and too bright wings can't be anything but a nefarious spy with impure intentions, waiting for him trip and fall.

Only to find out the catch, when he accidentally stumbles a little too close to the edge of the tallest skyscraper, the streets of oncoming traffic hundreds of feet before him flashing precariously across his eyes, his own life coursing through his veins, is just that—

Hawks catches him.

Without any pretense, without a moments hesitation.

Gloved fingers wrapped against the back of his neck and pulling against his wrist, his erratic pulse like a freight train beneath the stretch of fabric, and golden eyes boring concern into his own.

And there's nothing there but openly raw affection.

There isn't any other catch.

"Don't leave this world before me," Hawks murmurs, painfully close to his ears, wings curled against his back shielding him from the fall, as if his strength alone wouldn't be enough.

And the manic feeling of insanity and disbelief and wonderment exhales out of him all in one breath.

𝘖𝘩.

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

quick miruko sketch bc she's too sexy to not be drawn