Just The Idea Of Hawks Continuously Calling Out To Someone From Above If They Are Okay, Even Trying To

Shipping isn't trying to explain why a relationship is actually canon. It's not even trying to explain why it should or could be canon. Shipping is saying "wouldn't it be funny if these two fucked" and everyone needs to remember that.

Even if Hawks wings never grow back fully, he will still be an adorable chicken nugget. Maybe a bit on the crispy side, but a chicken nugget nonetheless. He must be protected at all costs.

Canon Hawks: Fanon did you eat my sandwich?

Fanon Hawks: I am your sandwich.

*prceeds to morph into a sandwich*

Canon Hawks:...

Y/N: Oh look, free food!

Canon Hawks: WAI-

Me: *trying to sleep*

Also me:

*Looks at the time, seeing that its 12 AM* FUCK

I've been sick this past week so I decided to write some Hawks fluff. Slightly self indulgent.

Hawks when he notices your sick

It was only 7 in the morning when Hawks was getting ready for work. You were still asleep in bed, which Hawks found odd. Normally you would have been awake by now, but today you were still under the covers, your body slightly shaking. Hawks walked over to you and took in your features, mouth slightly agape as your lips were reddened, skin pale. He took off his glove and felt the top of your head, you were burning up. He frowned slightly before looking at his watch, he still had time. He decided to fly out to the local convenient store and buy a few items then came back home to drop the items off. He laid a kiss a top your forehead before flying off to work.

An hour or so later, you finally wake up, hot and feverish as you blink the sleep away. A chest hurting cought erupted from your throat as you groan in discontent. Looking around you find the room empty and cold, but on the nightstand next to you, you spot a glass of water, a bag, and a note. You pick up the note and read it over, 'Got you some things to combat your sickness, get well soon! -H.' You place the note down and pick up the bag, searching its contents. Some pills, most likely Ibuprofen or Tylenol, a few cans of different soups, and different types of tea. You smiled at the gesture and opened the bottle of pills. You popped two in your mouth and took a sip of water to wash them down. You decided to go about your day normally, every so often taking medicine or making tea. A cold shower helping reduce the fever and you ultimately feeling better.

The sun had finished setting when the front door opens, a voice calling out.

"I'm home!" Hawks' voice rang out.

You turned to greet him, a bowl of soup in hand as you were making your way to the table. Hawks closed the door and took off his boots as he came by to check your temperature. Your fever had gone down greatly, but you still didn't feel 100%. He gave you a sad smile as he sighed, taking a seat by you at the table.

"Feeling better?" He asked.

"I am thanks to you." You commented.

He smiled and took the spoon away from you, feeding you instead. The rest of the night, he dedicated his time taking care of you and treating your sickness. The following morning you woke up before him, as per usual, and worked on making breakfast. A bit of time going by before he woke up and greeted you, sleep still fresh on his face. You greeted him back, a smile on your face, and you feeling way better than yesterday. He seemed to notice, and perked up at your cheery mood. He set up the table and waited, both of you enjoying breakfast together and ready to start your day.

Saw that communities are now a thing, so I made one for our favorite bird man!

Hawks Fan Club community is now available to all!

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A community for the Winged Hero: Hawks! (Marked 18+ but not an explicit community)

Since it's my birthday, today I'm putting the RPs on hold. But feel free to ask any questions or requests! I'll be answering those all tonight once I get home.

Tempted to re-read @sleepwalkersqueen 's Fear of You....

Fuck it, Ima do it.

How I would imagine Canon vs. Fanon Hawks meeting Y/N.

C.Hawks: "Heyo! Nice to meet you Y/N, you want an autograph? Sure!... Here ya go, have a good rest of your day!"

Vs.

F.Hawks: "Hey there babybird, can I get ya anything? A photo, an autograph... my number? If you're free later this week how about you and I hit a club. You want to touch my wings? Sure but be gentle, they are sens- ngh- itive..."

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUU!!! hope you have a wonderful birthday! here’s your cake :)

Mmm tasty cake. I love it! ❤❤❤🐤🐤🐤