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inbetween hawks’ legs rn

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tw: angst (apparently that’s needed 💀)

trust is something simon never could fathom. yes, he trusted his team. but could he truly trust you? you were new and someone that price knew very well. if price could trust you, should he be able to?

when you first met, it was by accident. you were looking around the base, trying to get used to it. you seen him in the dark kitchen, his head in his hands, leaning over the countertop. he knew you were watching. he could hear your footsteps.

“it’s rude to stare,” he spoke, his deep british accent hit hard. he looked up at you, his piercing eyes sent a chill down your back.

“i didn’t know if you were dead”

“why the hell would i be dead?” he fully stood up this time, towering over you even if you were feet away from him.

you shrugged and walked away. his eyes continued to watch your movements.

the next time you spoke was during a training session. he fought against soap, while you fought against gaz. he watched the way you fought, it was obvious you knew what you were doing. he was so focused on you, he never noticed soap come behind him and kick his legs out, making him land on his ass. that earned a loud laugh from you and gaz.

after training, he walked up to you and tried to make small talk,

“how did you learn that one move you did?”

“it’s something price taught me a while back”

“how long have you known price?”

“long enough, probably 13 years”

“is hand to hand combat you skill?”

the questions continued, almost like he was fixated on you since he last talked to you, wanting to talk to you as long as possible.

your first mission proved that he could trust you. you had his back.

you followed him blindly into that building. he knew what he was doing. he lead you through the darkness while you kept both of you safe. that was your job.

watch his back.

why did you turn around?

why did you face him for three seconds?

how did the enemy move so quickly?

the first time you turned to look at each other, the enemy snuck behind you, and immediately fired a round into your back.

when you hit the ground, ghost had understood what had happened.

you were shot.

you were dead.

he dropped the enemy quickly and got to his knees, pulling your head to his lap. his gloved hand checked your pulse on your neck. it was gone.

your eyes had shut and the blood rushed out quickly. it was a hard sight to see.

he had only known you for two weeks, but he trusted you with his life.

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hawks hugs are warm and tight. he’s been working as a hero for long enough to know not every day is guaranteed, so he makes sure to appreciate ever second he spends with you.

the first (and only time) the villain league threatened him by harming you, he didn’t take it lightly. he set up security cameras around the outside of the apartment that he could look at 24/7, he watched from above every time you left the apartment, and even made sure to stay away all night to protect you.

he cared about you more than himself, because he knew that if he couldn’t protect the one thing he needed in his life, he failed his job as a hero.

the first time you were involved in a villain fight, he made sure to keep an eye on you and keep you as far away as possible. he put himself between the villain and were you were hiding to make sure their focus stayed on him and not you.

he kept your relationship private for as long as he could before the news gave it away by leaking photos from paparazzi. he wasn’t embarrassed of your relationship, he was scared. he didn’t want the wrong people to know that the number 2 pro hero: hawks, has an important person in his life. even after the leakage, he kept you inside to protect your identity and to you keep you as “hawks mystery woman”.

everyday he came home to you, you received the biggest bear hug ever, his wing wrapping around you two like a cocoon. it was then he knew you were safe.

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anotha one !!

bakugo hates public affection. this man will not hold your hand when you guys are around your friends. behind closed doors, bakugo wants to be held, kissed, cuddled, LOVED. all of it. he craves your affection and attention. he even craves it when your in class or training. he wants to sit in the corner with you and have your head rested on his chest while you play with his hands.

i love the idea of big, strong guy needing a soft and affectionate significant other. it’s adorable.

i’m imagining after long day of school and training, he will let himself into your dorm when your showering and make himself comfortable in your bed and will wait for you to come out and cuddle with him. youll open your door and see him sitting in his phone, cuddled in your blankets and you know that it’s gonna be a cuddly night with him

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ik this is a very used trope for todoroki but i love it so much, so im gonna say it one more time.

shoto todoroki uses his quirk when he hugs you. it’s obvious the he’s kinda oblivious to relationships and that’s just because he’s never been in one before you, but he’s trying his best and that’s what matters the most. when he finds out from a conversation with a few of the girls in class 1-a that warm hugs are comforting, he wonders if you agree.

so he tests it.

todoroki knows you’re a hugger, you basically hug him every time you see him. so the next time you hug him, he’s gonna use his ice quirk and slightly make himself colder to see how fast you move away. then he’s gonna test it with his fire side, and heat himself up.

once he finds out you prefer a warmer hug, he uses it every time as an excuse to show off to you without you really realizing it and also an excuse to hug you more.

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one hug from kirishima, except it’s not a hug you get from a stranger but a hug you get from your best friend you haven’t seen in years whos love language is physical touch and squeezes you so tightly and doesn’t pull away until you pull away first, would cure over half of my problems rn.

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over the past two years of writing fanfics (not including my one year break) and attempting to become the next edgar allen poe, i’ve decided to stop writing in great detail like im getting a grade for it. i compared one of my junior year essays which was about the great gatsby and the weakness of wealth (which was almost 50% of my second quarter grade) and compared it to a ghost x soap x reader smut i had written on wattpad (written for my pure enjoyment) and i think we can guess which one had more detail…

it was the smut.

my parents would be very disappointed cuz i don’t think knowing the detail of a cock is important to a college when they read my high school artifacts

my english teacher would be proud. she said she thinks that essay was one of the most detailed essays she has ever read in her career at my high school. (she didn’t tell me but it was probably the most detailed essays she has read from my high school cuz she left to go to a different school now 😔😔😕😕)

i miss her

i also checked the date that fanfic was written and it was written when i was 15 and actually failing my sophomore english class 😭

anyways i might get back into to writing again cuz im bored this summer