"Woah there, sorry. Did my wing hit you?" Hawks asked as you picked yourself up from the ground.
You didn't expect his wings to be so powerful that a simple flap would knock you off your feet. You dusted yourself off and turned your gaze to him. He waited for an answer as he looked you up and down, analyzing you and your mood.
"It's fine. It was my mistake to get so close to them in the first place." You admitted, getting ready to head to where you were going.
Hawks let you pass, but not before questioning what had happened. Normally, he would have picked up the vibrations and moved before his wings would have hit you. However, he didn't sense a thing. Was he sick? Were his feathers alright? He didn't know. He decided to write it off as spacing out and went on with his day. A few villains and helping the common folk was what his day was filled with. That is, until he got a call from a certain flame user. He went to their normal meeting spot and waited for Dabi to arrive.
A few mintues go by, and Hawks goes to call Dabi, wondering where he was, only for a ringtone to go off behind him, making him jump. He clutched his hesrt as he turned towards Dabi, who stared at him bewildered.
"How long have you been there?!" Hawks exclaimed, trying to calm down from the near heart attack he almost experienced
"I've been here, waiting. Didn't you pick up on me walking behind you?" Dabi questioned the hero, clearly confused.
"I..." There was no way for Hawks to lie and make an excuse, so he decided to just tell the truth.
"I haven't been able to sense anything with my feathers as of late. Haven't been able to pick up on anything. I'm worried it may affect my work and efficiency."
Dabi raised a brow, clearly unamused.
"Let me test something then." Dabi went to grab a feather and plucked it from Hawks' wing. He didn't sense Dabi going to grab it, and watched seeing what he may do next.
"Tell me if you feel anything." Dabi stated as he set the feather ablaze.
Hawks didn't feel a single thing, which terrified him. Usually he would pick up on his feather being burnt, the pain equal to that of a pinch. However, he didn't feel anything at all, as if the feather wasn't even a part of him. As if it wasn't apart of him...
"Anything?" Dabi asked
"Nothing..." Hawks muttered.
"Send a feather my way, yeah?" Dabi suggested.
Right. He couldn't sense vibrations, that was all. Right? Hawks tried to send a feather at Dabi, only for nothing to happen. His wings didn't even move. This caused fear to shoot through Hawks' spine, and the feathers on his wings puffed up. He turned his head, wide eyed as he looked at his wings.
"That's not supposed to happen." Hawks admitted, as he tried to flatten his feathers.
He couldn't, the panic he felt was too great, causing his wings to stay the way they were.
"Are you okay?" Dabi asked, getting sort of freaked out by the display in front of him.
"I don't know, I d- OW!" Hawks removed his gloves as he looked at his hands, more specifically, his nails.
His nails, once trimmed and filed, now long and sharp, darkening as they grew. He watched as his hands changed, his fingertips now thickly padded and the back becoming layered in scaley thick skin. He kneeled over in pain as he felt feathers begin to grow on his back and neck, some on his shoulders, face, ears and even his arms. The feeling overwhelming as he turned to Dabi in desperation. The villain, taling a step back as he watched Hawks transform before his very eyes.
Hawks felt his eyes dialate as his surroundings became more clear. His throat burned as if his vocal cords were on fire, a deep throated, high pitched shriek coming from him instead of his usual scream. He could feel his muscles contract and relax as his whole body transformed into something, not even he could comprehend.
"Da-bi... wh.. what is happen- ing to m-me...?" Hawks groaned, his voice hoarse and dry.
Dabi readied himself, arms in flames as he watched from a distance, waiting to see if Hawks would attack. After another minute of pain and agony, Hawks ended up passing out from exhaustion, his body reformed. Dabi wasn't sure what to do, but he did know one thing. If Hawks was to be spotted, then his plans of using the hero, would go down the drain. So he stayed, and waited, and watched. He waited for the hero to wake up, maybe then he would get some answers as to what the fuck just happened.
Fanon lovers, take note:
F.Hawks: SCREEEEE
C.Hawks: Why can you make that noise?
F.Hawks: Why can't you?
C.Hawks: Why would I?
F.Hawks: How else are you going to establish dominance over your fellow hero partners?
C.Hawks: ...
C.Hawks: Have I slept with someone? Not to my knowledge, but even if I did, I wouldn't brag or tell the world about it.
F.Hawks: PFFTT LOSER! I've slept with almost all of Japan, and fuck amazingly.
C.Hawks, grimacing: You definitely got some sort of STD. Ehgh, ALL of Japan? That's actually not healthy, I mean how many women have you gotten impregnated?!
F.Hawks smiling proudly, before being very concerned: ... WAIT-
How I would imagine Canon Hawks vs. Fanon Hawks would react if they saw Y/N being kidnapped late at night.
C.Hawks: *would jump into action no hesitation, bring the criminals in and hand them over to the police then check to see if Y/N is alright*
Vs.
F.Hawks: *would jump into action to save Y/N and would be more focused on Y/N that the criminals would get away, or he would heavily injure them to the point of hospitalization, and be overly protective towards Y/N even offering them to stay at his place or he stay at theirs*
With an expression like this? AGREED
I think we can add 'goofy/laid back bird-like blondes possessing feral or black air force one energy and trauma' to a list of tropes I'm weak to
I love your canon vs Fanon Hawks content. I personally like canon Hawks more but that's just my opinion, he has more personality and just cute lmao.
I was wondering if u can like there reaction with an pro hero s/o who is a huggable type of person. Like they greet people with a hug or thank people, or just to comfort a person. Like how they first met and hows their relationship doing ever since.
Sure thing! So, let's see, how would Canon Hawks and Fanon Hawks react towards a pro hero s/o that is a huggable type of person... Canon Hawks likes to spend time with his Pro hero s/o, though is very weary and observant on who they hug. All that know his s/o, know they love to hug others, which he takes into account that someone could use to their advantage to plant something on them or harm them. When working, Hawks usually reminds them to be careful or to be safe, along with a tight hug. They make sure not to touch his wings, in fear they may shed off and leave Hawks will less feathers. He met them as they were on a patrol while he strolled the streets waiting for his wings to regrow. Even though he was dressed casually and the nubs of his wings barely visible, the pro hero spotted Hawks due to his wild hair and charismatic presence. Going up to the not-so-winged hero, he was caught off guard by the embrace as they greeted him. They apologize to him and while it was an interesting first impression, the two managed to hit it off pretty well. After teaming up a few times, the two got closer and eventually became Japan’s power couple. It was a bit of a change for the pro hero, being Hawks’s partner, they weren’t used to being followed by paparazzi and news reporters. Eventually the two made an announcement to Japan, about to being asked about their relationship, and not to be bombarded by the media. Still going strong, the two enjoy each other’s company and treat each other very well. Sometimes they make a competition about how much work they can get done, Hawks winning most, but sometimes letting them intentionally win. All in all, their relationship is healthy and well known.
vs.
Fanon Hawks, upon meeting them, was annoyed at first due to them touching the base of his wings when being hugged. It would fluster him, and he would send them a glare. Eventually they learned not to touch his wings and hugged with caution. After a while, Hawks grew to likes them and asked them out. Accepting, Hawks warned to keep their relationship a secret, as the commission was weary on who he dated, and he didn’t want his fans of teenagers and 20 somethings to go after them. A bit upset, but understanding, the two enjoyed their relationship, even though it was a bit of a rocky start. Having to have a relationship in secret, Hawks constantly working and coming home late at night. After some confrontations and heart to hearts, the two had an understanding and grew to enjoy their secret love. The two’s schedules always conflicted with each other, making it hard to see each other on patrols and at work. They didn’t get to spend much time together but were used to it. Behind closed doors, the two were inseparable, in the public, the two were no more than friends.
Yeah I didn't spend an entire morning creating a fake magazine cover for this silliness, no not at all.
Semi-related to this other post I did
I find it so amusing how fast Hawks can run backwards, especially after falling and hitting his back on the roof of a building rather harshly. Man is zooming, backwards forwards side to side. Hawks is speed. All while controlling his feathers to pick up debris and move them from harming others. 😭😭
Just watched a turf war between 2 crows, a hawk and 4 vultures. The vultures won.
F.Hawks: I am too fast for my own good, just try and out fly me. YOU CAN'T
C.Hawks: I'm too fast for my own good, both in the air and on the ground.
F.Hawks: Dude, you aren't that fast a runner.
C.Hawks: Oh really?
C.Hawks:
F.Hawks: Doesn't prove anything.
C.Hawks: Wanna race then?
F.Hawks: ...
F.Hawks: No.
C.Hawks: Thought so.
F.Hawks: KFC is absolutely to die for!
C.Hawks: KFC is more a christmas thing really, but I do love different parts of the chicken! The liver is especially delicious!
F.Hawks: Liver?! That's disgusting!
C.Hawks: Not really, it actually tastes similar to the heart but with a more gamey texture and an interesting after taste.
F.Hawks: ...
C.Hawks: What's wrong chicken lover? Only like it fried? Fake!
F.Hawks: THATS NOT MY FAULT, BLAME YOUR FANS
C.Hawks: Excuses, excuses.