Señor Hawks
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summon enough offense at being relegated to Hawks’ pillow.
He wonders if Hawks had ever subjected anyone else to this treatment and almost immediately comes up with an answer. Hawks is incredibly reserved for someone under a constant lens.
He wonders if Hawks had ever subjected anyone else to this treatment and almost immediately comes up with an answer. Hawks is incredibly reserved for someone under a constant lens.
November 19, 2025 at 1:32 AM
summon enough offense at being relegated to Hawks’ pillow.
He wonders if Hawks had ever subjected anyone else to this treatment and almost immediately comes up with an answer. Hawks is incredibly reserved for someone under a constant lens.
He wonders if Hawks had ever subjected anyone else to this treatment and almost immediately comes up with an answer. Hawks is incredibly reserved for someone under a constant lens.
even less sense said in the soft tone that accompanies them. He refrains for Hawks’ benefit. Sound isn't something Hawks needs right now.
What Hawks needs exactly Dabi has yet to figure out, but Hawks sought him out for something and Dabi hasn't quite managed to
What Hawks needs exactly Dabi has yet to figure out, but Hawks sought him out for something and Dabi hasn't quite managed to
November 19, 2025 at 1:32 AM
even less sense said in the soft tone that accompanies them. He refrains for Hawks’ benefit. Sound isn't something Hawks needs right now.
What Hawks needs exactly Dabi has yet to figure out, but Hawks sought him out for something and Dabi hasn't quite managed to
What Hawks needs exactly Dabi has yet to figure out, but Hawks sought him out for something and Dabi hasn't quite managed to
But Hawks feels calmer in his lap, still tense but no longer trying to leave a permanent imprint on his forehead from the stitching on Dabi's pants.
There are words he wants to speak aloud, disjointed ones that don't make much sense in his head and would probably make
There are words he wants to speak aloud, disjointed ones that don't make much sense in his head and would probably make
November 19, 2025 at 1:32 AM
But Hawks feels calmer in his lap, still tense but no longer trying to leave a permanent imprint on his forehead from the stitching on Dabi's pants.
There are words he wants to speak aloud, disjointed ones that don't make much sense in his head and would probably make
There are words he wants to speak aloud, disjointed ones that don't make much sense in his head and would probably make
It's something Dabi didn't even know he'd been waiting for until the muscles in his shoulders relax in response to the sound.
Dabi doesn't do anything. He's completely still doing absolutely nothing so his hand on Hawks' head shouldn't be helping.
Dabi doesn't do anything. He's completely still doing absolutely nothing so his hand on Hawks' head shouldn't be helping.
November 11, 2025 at 10:41 PM
It's something Dabi didn't even know he'd been waiting for until the muscles in his shoulders relax in response to the sound.
Dabi doesn't do anything. He's completely still doing absolutely nothing so his hand on Hawks' head shouldn't be helping.
Dabi doesn't do anything. He's completely still doing absolutely nothing so his hand on Hawks' head shouldn't be helping.
But that's not what Dabi's going for as he cradles Hawks’ head in his palm.
Hawks’ breaths are more obvious when he's in pain and the hitched sigh of relief that escapes him is no different.
Hawks’ breaths are more obvious when he's in pain and the hitched sigh of relief that escapes him is no different.
November 11, 2025 at 10:41 PM
But that's not what Dabi's going for as he cradles Hawks’ head in his palm.
Hawks’ breaths are more obvious when he's in pain and the hitched sigh of relief that escapes him is no different.
Hawks’ breaths are more obvious when he's in pain and the hitched sigh of relief that escapes him is no different.
He's careful as he rests his palm properly over Hawks’ ear, not moving any more than he has to. Hawks’ has a thing about Dabi stroking his hair. It's something that Dabi will usually exploit because it embarrasses Hawks how easily he bends beneath Dabi's hand.
November 11, 2025 at 10:40 PM
He's careful as he rests his palm properly over Hawks’ ear, not moving any more than he has to. Hawks’ has a thing about Dabi stroking his hair. It's something that Dabi will usually exploit because it embarrasses Hawks how easily he bends beneath Dabi's hand.
Hawks pushes Dabi's hand down the rest of the way so that it rests partially over his ear, fingers curled slightly over the back of his head. Dabi only has a hunch about what Hawks wants, but if he’s right…
November 11, 2025 at 10:40 PM
Hawks pushes Dabi's hand down the rest of the way so that it rests partially over his ear, fingers curled slightly over the back of his head. Dabi only has a hunch about what Hawks wants, but if he’s right…
Hawks’ fingers are shaking as they dig into Dabi's thigh. He struggles to let go, and Dabi thinks Hawks must've realized he was gripping too hard. His hand searches blindly, finding Dabi's elbow and following the lines of his forearm up to fall over his knuckles.
November 11, 2025 at 10:40 PM
Hawks’ fingers are shaking as they dig into Dabi's thigh. He struggles to let go, and Dabi thinks Hawks must've realized he was gripping too hard. His hand searches blindly, finding Dabi's elbow and following the lines of his forearm up to fall over his knuckles.
Dabi doesn't do anything to cause Hawks further discomfort but he whines anyway. Because that's what it has to be even if Dabi's never heard him make that sound before, too low and coming from the back of Hawks' throat, in a way that is distincly avian.
November 11, 2025 at 10:40 PM
Dabi doesn't do anything to cause Hawks further discomfort but he whines anyway. Because that's what it has to be even if Dabi's never heard him make that sound before, too low and coming from the back of Hawks' throat, in a way that is distincly avian.
This isn't something he can fix. If Hawks takes medication for this Dabi doesn't know but he can't imagine Hawks would suffer needlessly if he did. Hawks is stubborn, not stupid. Most of the time anyway.
November 11, 2025 at 10:40 PM
This isn't something he can fix. If Hawks takes medication for this Dabi doesn't know but he can't imagine Hawks would suffer needlessly if he did. Hawks is stubborn, not stupid. Most of the time anyway.
He could look it up. Whatever Hawks had done to end up like this must have made it on the news, but his phone is in his pocket and he really doesn't want to jostle Hawks any more than he has to.
His presence doesn't seem to be doing much good.
His presence doesn't seem to be doing much good.
November 11, 2025 at 10:40 PM
He could look it up. Whatever Hawks had done to end up like this must have made it on the news, but his phone is in his pocket and he really doesn't want to jostle Hawks any more than he has to.
His presence doesn't seem to be doing much good.
His presence doesn't seem to be doing much good.
thoughts just seems like something that would be taxing on the brain. It should have been obvious, really, but Hawks had always made it seem so effortless, so easy. And maybe it is, most of the time but Dabi can't imagine what Hawks could have done to strain himself like this.
November 11, 2025 at 4:15 PM
thoughts just seems like something that would be taxing on the brain. It should have been obvious, really, but Hawks had always made it seem so effortless, so easy. And maybe it is, most of the time but Dabi can't imagine what Hawks could have done to strain himself like this.
He'll get weird about it, guilty if Dabi were to mention it. So he won't.
The fact that Hawks gets migraines is not surprising if Dabi really thinks about it. Hawks had only partially explained the last time, but having hundreds of feathers that can be controlled with his
The fact that Hawks gets migraines is not surprising if Dabi really thinks about it. Hawks had only partially explained the last time, but having hundreds of feathers that can be controlled with his
November 11, 2025 at 4:15 PM
He'll get weird about it, guilty if Dabi were to mention it. So he won't.
The fact that Hawks gets migraines is not surprising if Dabi really thinks about it. Hawks had only partially explained the last time, but having hundreds of feathers that can be controlled with his
The fact that Hawks gets migraines is not surprising if Dabi really thinks about it. Hawks had only partially explained the last time, but having hundreds of feathers that can be controlled with his
Hawks isn't open to touch when he's like this so Dabi does his best not to. But it's okay for Hawks to touch him, to grab and hold anything he can reach. He won't tell Hawks that his talons are digging too hard into a stapled seam that runs along the outside of his thigh.
November 11, 2025 at 4:15 PM
Hawks isn't open to touch when he's like this so Dabi does his best not to. But it's okay for Hawks to touch him, to grab and hold anything he can reach. He won't tell Hawks that his talons are digging too hard into a stapled seam that runs along the outside of his thigh.
Well, Dabi couldn't leave if he wanted to.
Hawks keeps tensing, head laid in Dabi's lap, scrunched up impossibly small on his couch. His wings hang off the edge of the cushions, just shy of brushing against the floor. Dabi thinks that's on purpose.
Hawks keeps tensing, head laid in Dabi's lap, scrunched up impossibly small on his couch. His wings hang off the edge of the cushions, just shy of brushing against the floor. Dabi thinks that's on purpose.
November 11, 2025 at 4:15 PM
Well, Dabi couldn't leave if he wanted to.
Hawks keeps tensing, head laid in Dabi's lap, scrunched up impossibly small on his couch. His wings hang off the edge of the cushions, just shy of brushing against the floor. Dabi thinks that's on purpose.
Hawks keeps tensing, head laid in Dabi's lap, scrunched up impossibly small on his couch. His wings hang off the edge of the cushions, just shy of brushing against the floor. Dabi thinks that's on purpose.
Dabi's hand hovers over his hair, not quite touching yet as he figures out the best way to go about this.
He’s only seen this once before and suffice to say Hawks had not wanted him anywhere near.
Now…
He’s only seen this once before and suffice to say Hawks had not wanted him anywhere near.
Now…
November 11, 2025 at 4:15 PM
Dabi's hand hovers over his hair, not quite touching yet as he figures out the best way to go about this.
He’s only seen this once before and suffice to say Hawks had not wanted him anywhere near.
Now…
He’s only seen this once before and suffice to say Hawks had not wanted him anywhere near.
Now…
He fumbles blindly for the bottle still pressing against his side, downing half of it in one go before even attempting to acknowledge anything Dabi just said.
He's yet to lose the foreboding sensation when his mouth starts attempting to form words.
He's yet to lose the foreboding sensation when his mouth starts attempting to form words.
November 3, 2025 at 12:20 AM
He fumbles blindly for the bottle still pressing against his side, downing half of it in one go before even attempting to acknowledge anything Dabi just said.
He's yet to lose the foreboding sensation when his mouth starts attempting to form words.
He's yet to lose the foreboding sensation when his mouth starts attempting to form words.
Hawks feels this awful thing happening in his body that could be the dawning horror that Dabi knows about Hawks’ apparent infatuation with Dabi's staples, but could also be his blood-volume suddenly deciding to take a steep dip.
November 3, 2025 at 12:20 AM
Hawks feels this awful thing happening in his body that could be the dawning horror that Dabi knows about Hawks’ apparent infatuation with Dabi's staples, but could also be his blood-volume suddenly deciding to take a steep dip.
“You've got to be fucking kidding me.”
Hawks blinks, straightening back up like he hadn't just been caught staring. “What?”
“If you try and pick at my staples again I really will fry you.”
Hawks blinks, straightening back up like he hadn't just been caught staring. “What?”
“If you try and pick at my staples again I really will fry you.”
November 3, 2025 at 12:19 AM
“You've got to be fucking kidding me.”
Hawks blinks, straightening back up like he hadn't just been caught staring. “What?”
“If you try and pick at my staples again I really will fry you.”
Hawks blinks, straightening back up like he hadn't just been caught staring. “What?”
“If you try and pick at my staples again I really will fry you.”
He knows his eyes have dilated, head tilting in a way Hawks would usually try to avoid.
Dabi, who isn't hindered by the annoying effects of dehydration, notices him staring. He shifts, eyes narrowing slightly.
Dabi, who isn't hindered by the annoying effects of dehydration, notices him staring. He shifts, eyes narrowing slightly.
November 3, 2025 at 12:19 AM
He knows his eyes have dilated, head tilting in a way Hawks would usually try to avoid.
Dabi, who isn't hindered by the annoying effects of dehydration, notices him staring. He shifts, eyes narrowing slightly.
Dabi, who isn't hindered by the annoying effects of dehydration, notices him staring. He shifts, eyes narrowing slightly.
so it stands to reason that Dabi must have slept in his bed. With Hawks. And had, for some reason, chosen not to kill him.
Which is something he'll unpack when his eyes aren't busy tracking the staples that run across Dabi's jaw.
Which is something he'll unpack when his eyes aren't busy tracking the staples that run across Dabi's jaw.
November 3, 2025 at 12:19 AM
so it stands to reason that Dabi must have slept in his bed. With Hawks. And had, for some reason, chosen not to kill him.
Which is something he'll unpack when his eyes aren't busy tracking the staples that run across Dabi's jaw.
Which is something he'll unpack when his eyes aren't busy tracking the staples that run across Dabi's jaw.
Dabi looks good.
Particularly good, with the morning sun hitting his staples in a way that makes him almost sparkle.
His hair is tousseled, slightly flat on one side. Dabi doesn't have a couch and Hawks can't see him sleeping on the floor with how careful he is with his scars,
Particularly good, with the morning sun hitting his staples in a way that makes him almost sparkle.
His hair is tousseled, slightly flat on one side. Dabi doesn't have a couch and Hawks can't see him sleeping on the floor with how careful he is with his scars,
November 3, 2025 at 12:10 AM
Dabi looks good.
Particularly good, with the morning sun hitting his staples in a way that makes him almost sparkle.
His hair is tousseled, slightly flat on one side. Dabi doesn't have a couch and Hawks can't see him sleeping on the floor with how careful he is with his scars,
Particularly good, with the morning sun hitting his staples in a way that makes him almost sparkle.
His hair is tousseled, slightly flat on one side. Dabi doesn't have a couch and Hawks can't see him sleeping on the floor with how careful he is with his scars,
His wings are splayed out and wilted, something that would bother Hawks more if there was enough blood circulating up to his head because the only thought behind his eyes when he looks up at Dabi is one that he’s glad he still has the sense not to speak aloud.
November 3, 2025 at 12:10 AM
His wings are splayed out and wilted, something that would bother Hawks more if there was enough blood circulating up to his head because the only thought behind his eyes when he looks up at Dabi is one that he’s glad he still has the sense not to speak aloud.
“That's for you to drink,” he says, more targeted than Dabi's usual brand of condescension. “You're dehydrated, birdbrain.”
Which makes sense actually. Hawks pulls himself into a sitting position, head hanging a little.
Which makes sense actually. Hawks pulls himself into a sitting position, head hanging a little.
November 3, 2025 at 12:10 AM
“That's for you to drink,” he says, more targeted than Dabi's usual brand of condescension. “You're dehydrated, birdbrain.”
Which makes sense actually. Hawks pulls himself into a sitting position, head hanging a little.
Which makes sense actually. Hawks pulls himself into a sitting position, head hanging a little.