I live for vigilante hawks ♪ヽ(´▽`)/
#dabihawks Hawks, who's not the fastest hero who sits at number two, but the people's fastest vigilante, who crashes hero galas and every overly lascivious extravagances and press conferences that top heroes hold, to steal the food and all of their riches to distribute to the poor. His prime target, the number two flame hero.
And rising pro-hero Dabi, who watches him do it without fail, every time. Something between annoyance but impressed and confusingly fond, another purposely slowed step to not catch him.
(He could catch him if he tried, is what Dabi tells himself.)
But it is his father, so maybe vigilante Hawks is on to something. He's never approved of the waste that top heroes spend. Most definitely not his father's annual celebrations, so if he turns a blind eye, there's really no harm here, right?
And if Hawks lounges against a table at the annual bash, no eyes' on him except for Dabi's, as he bites into an apple, Dabi can't deny that he looks good doing what he does.
"Here to rob the poor old man again?" Dabi greets, for the hell of it. Not because he's not already sure of the other man's intentions. Innocent until proven guilty... except Hawks is always guilty.
Hawks snorts as he throws out a hand and props up a knee, leather pants stretching against the pose and Dabi's eyes stray too long between his legs. His hand dangles off the knee as he waves, "This what you guys call poor?"
Dabi laughs, sloshing the liquid around the glass of champagne in his hand. "Nah, but someone's gotta give him a little pity. He'll be bled dry someday if you keep coming for him."
"Will he?" Hawks muses lazily and takes another bite of the apple, the crunch of the fruit catching its juices against the corner of his mouth. Dabi licks his own lips. "And what of the people outside, already empty? I rather think I'm not bleeding him dry fast enough."
Dabi agrees, he does, but he's also a hero who's supposed to discourage criminal behavior. And yet the words don't come out that way. "So work faster," Dabi offers. "You're the fastest out there, aren't you? Or is that name just the press getting it all wrong?"
"Who knows?" Hawks' lips quirk into a grin. "But if I didn't know any better, I'd think you're encouraging stealing, Dabi."
"I'm a hero," Dabi repeats flatly, but it sounds weak even to his own ears. He doesn't move to arrest Hawks. He doesn't step in to stop him, not even with the chance that presents itself. He doesn't have an answer either, to generational poverty and the poor that don't have enough to eat. He wished he did, wishes Hawks, wasn't right in his own fucked up way.
Hawks jumps off the table, finished apple core tossed into a nearby bin. And then he's at Dabi's side lightning fast, blink and he'd miss it, voice sliding temptations like the gravest of a deadly sin against his ears. "Guess I'd better get to work, lest you get any other ideas. But if you're ever having a change of heart, you could... join me."
Dabi blinks and there's a whirlwind of feathers and a gust of wind, something more than the beat of his heart and the twitch of arousal that's distantly confused. Hawks is gone, a single feather left behind. His glass of champagne and the wallet against his pockets, missing.
The entirety of the banquet table too, stripped bare. All that remains, the polished wood but not a single bite.
The crowd in the background break out in gasps and uneven chatter between shock and disarray at the sudden lack of food, their missing wallets and expensive jewelry. As if they'd attended without noticing the annual reputation that these events often held now. Daylight robbery, from theirs truly.
Join Hawks.
That's crazy talking though, isn't it?
I honestly prefer Fuyumi to have gray eyes instead of turquoise.
It makes a perfect contrast between her and Touya/Dabi since Fuyumi is deemed as the family's peacekeeper at a young age and Touya/Dabi wants to be the one to further cause the family to spiral downward.
This was canon btw it's a panel redraw💔
this was shoutos dream :') my shaylaaa
also not sure if touya would have scars
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Natsuo has nightmares.
Not memories as far as he knows, A old dream that grew up with him since that day.
Little one shot bellow. (Short as heck)
He is nine, His older brother is gone, Touya is gone, he won't be coming home, His body was never found, There's only a picture. He looks so dumb there, why was he so mad on the photo day? Natsuo doesn't remember well, He couldn't help but sob a little.
Maybe he should have complained less of the late night visits, But what he could do if Touya was sad?
What he wouldn't do to see him again?
(...)
It's Touya birthday, he isn't here, the kitchen table is empty where should have fifteen candles and a cake. He hasn't come home, never will.
maybe he is playing hide and seek and he just has to search around for longer than anyone! He doesn't mind the looks Fuyumi gives him
No one let's him go outside today.
He falls asleep in the kitchen floor, That night he dreams, Touya is here again, calling him for dinner, Mom made soup, he doesn't like all the veggies, He eats anyway, Touya is besides him. They're talking, Here, okay, fine.
Maybe it was all a bad dream.
He wakes up. Touya is ____
Gone.
...Maybe if he goes to sleep again? Such a nice dream.
(...)
Mom is gone. Sick Dad said.
He still sees her once every year, maybe that's good, he won't tell anyone though, That would make Fuyumi and Shouto jealous! Wouldn't it?
His chest hurts a bit more when he wakes up in the morning.
(...)
Natsuo is twenty, It's Touya's birthday, He doesn't sleep, not at all, His eyes ache, been burning for a while. Burning, what a strange thing to say
He is tired, did Fuyumi turn on the lights?
He looks up, Touya gives him a hand up. Invites him to the table, eyes narrowing as he refuses to stand up right away.
Why would he? He knows.
It's nightmare.
Touya is dead.
pov: 3am is the perfect time to sing happy birthday to a wanted arsonist
don't worry guys he ate the cake 10 hours later ✨️✨️
this was shoutos dream :') my shaylaaa
also not sure if touya would have scars
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YAY THANK YOU
college AU dabihawks college AU dabihawks college AU dabihawks
(don’t zoom in it’s so blurry i cannot take a good sketchbook photo to save my LIFE)
this was my first attempt at using acrylic paint markers so it’s definitely not the best page in my sketchbook. but it exists and that’s the most important part
Read this fanfic a while back and I can't remember the name or anythang all I remember is that fem!touya and keigo lived a pretty nice life together 🙂↕️
100% !! there's no way keigo isn't exhausted after faking his persona for hours on end, he is still human !! and touya is there to remind him of that 🙂↕️🙂↕️ it's the combo of constantly aiming for perfection and faking his reactions that make keigo sleep like a log when he's with touya, who literally expects nothing from him ( and who is touya to judge, when he finally notices that keigo isn't perfect )
late afternoon cuddles is so them idk how to explain it
touya's unreasonable jealousy is partially what makes them so entertaining to me lmaooo. i imagine some of their rare peaceful moments are cut short bc touya brings up some girl who stared at keigo for 2 seconds too long, 3 days earlier LOL. i feel like everytime touya provokes keigo in this way, it's also him testing keigo, as in, is it the girl or me ??? and keigo is just pissed bc why is he even asking that in the first place, is the answer not obvious-
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