This Man Can Do No Wrong In My Eyes.

Mutuals get a lot of love on this site but I think we should also appreciate the random followers who you see in your notes regularly. The ones who you'll probably never end up following but they like and reblog almost every post you make. The ones who you see and go "hey I recognize that person!! they love my posts!" every time they show up in your notifications.

Let's hear it for Blorbo from my Notes.

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.

What logic is this?

C.Hawks: I hate Dabi, he smells horrible and is a liar.

F.Hawks: I want that man to fuck me sideways and leave marks all over my body. He can do whatever he wants to me and I will be all for it.

C.Hawks visibly concerned: WHAT THE FUCK

Chicken thighs, mm

Hawks' thighs

Omg, but couldn't you imagine when he finally crosses a dead bird fic? Omg, he would get off the internet for the rest of the week.

Toga introducing Hawks to fanfiction and while he's settled down and looking at his phone he asks "why would someone feel the need to tag that there's dead birds in the fic? Is it because I'm in it and have bird traits?" And there's just a moment of silence while everyone realizes what he means by tagging about dead birds and then Dabi just takes the phone from him and says nothing.

Deciding to actually write about this, in hopes that it will help me with my mental struggles, and writers block. Lil snippet of the first chapter, so far.

I really want to get back into writing, so I hope this will push me to do so.

Fantasy AU where Hawks is the Fey King, and in search of a new mate, a Queen to rule by his side. He spots you during one of his human realm visits and is absolutely enamoured by you. He tries, he tries to court you, tries to win you over. You knew he was Fey, so you kept your wit about him. He never asked for your name which was strange. But it clicked when you fell right into his trap, when you fell in love with him. You told him your name on your own accord, that's when he knew we won you over. You felt stupid for doing such, but when taken back to the Fey realm, you were spoiled rotten by him. His new mate, his new Queen.

Ur fic were hawks helping y/n with the grocery! I see nothing but hawks not getting out of the 'brother zone'😂 poor hawks hahahaha

That's actually the premise of it! The fic was to give more brotherly vibes rather than lover vibes. While a majority of people prefer seeing Hawks as a partner/lover/FWB, I wanted to write something that has the reader see Hawks as more of a brother. Like when you have a friend who acts more like family and is so incorporated into your life that you forget they are a friend. I like to see it as big brother Hawks, who is still goofy and loving towards the reader, while also worrysome of the reader who tries to do everything themselves.

Hawks is more than a hero and a comfort character. Hawks is family. If you don't think so, then... Okay.

Not me looking at a video of Hawks (the bird) from a front side view and realizing the feathering under their beak look interesting, then realizing the facial hair of Hawks (character) matches that look.

I got sick a few days ago and it reminded me of this

How I think Canon Hawks vs. Fanon Hawks would react to you getting a fever. (Been a while since I've done one of these)

Canon notices you still hadn't gotten out of bed around noon and went to check on you. Your face was pale and your lips were redder than normal. He checked your temperature, you were burning up and were barely awake. Immediately Hawks went to the fridge and grabbed a cold compress. He wrapped a cloth around it and placed it on your head to cool you down. The most Hawks knew was that rest would be the best option, though for a temperature as high as yours he decided to get you some medicine. Checking around, you had nothing for fever which meant Hawks would have to go and buy some. He goes out to buy medicine and stops to buy some chicken noodle soup as well. Coming home, he gives you the medicine and begins working on making you the soup. While the soup heated, he readied a cold bath and some spare clothes for you as he woke you from your needed slumber. He apologized and helped you up, leading you to the bath room. Helping you strip down and into the tub, you almost jumped back into Keigo's arms, but he reassured you he would be by your side. The cold water woke you, and as much as you didn't want to, you needed to cool your body down. After fighting your mental self, you had him help you in the tub and prevent you from escaping the cold water. A few minutes passed before you adjusted to the water. You felt slightly better, but after the bath, you just wanted warmth. Keigo helped you get dressed and lead you to the couch, where he had already prepared a few blankets and pillows for you. He served you some soup and set you on the couch as he went to change the sheets in your bedroom, throwing your current into the washer. Keigo wasn't good with his words when it came to you, but he was very expressive through his actions. It was something you loved about him, we was never static, in fact, he was very fluid with his motions and made sure to express his emotions. He took care of you in sickness and in heath. The rest of the day, he spent by your side, tending to your every need. Your fever was bad and lasted about a week. After you had recovered, the following week Keigo got sick himself and now it was your turn to take care of him.

V.S.

Fanon senses your sickness and begins to panic. To you, you just had a simple fever, to him you were on the brink of death. He can be a bit overdramatic with his actions, but you knew Keigo meant well. He immediately left to get medicine, soup and even some bottles of water. He gave you the medicine and began making the soup. As he did, he left a few feathers around you to keep an ear out for you. He kept a cold wet rag on your head and kept it wet to help break your fever. Keigo didn't want you to move a muscle, he fed you, helped you drink water, and even checked for any other symptoms. He hoped it was only a fever and nothing worse. Keigo dreaded losing you, you were all he had and he would be lost without you. His wings were disheveled, and so was his hair. He paced around the house as you slept. Eventually he got so anxious that he sat by your bed and held your hand as you slept. He stayed with you as you slept, eventually falling asleep as well. Waking up feeling better, you turn to see Keigo asleep, he was on his knees and half of his body was on the bed. His head resting on his arm and his hand intertwined with yours. You watched him sleep and decided to wait for him to wake up to tell him you felt better. An hour had passed before he woke up, and upon hearing you were feeling better, he rushed to give you a hug and covered your face in kisses. He wings flapping happily and little chirps could be heard from him as he nozzles his face into your neck. You laughed and told him to take it easy, but Keigo wanted nothing more than to hold you in his arms for the rest of the day. And he did just that.