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CW: Nothing too bad. Strangers to friends to FWB to lovers, Some light angst, happy ending, Shouto eats Hawks’ cum to prove a point, Hawks and Shouto throwing shade at each other, spitroasting, reader is constantly overstimmed at the end
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Your quirk quite literally made you see dead people.
Thankfully, you don’t actually have to see what caused their death, but rather during their best moment before their passing.
Your ability to interact with them, however, solely depends on their state of mind during their passing.
For people who were in grief over their passing, they were often too hysterical to communicate with.
People who’d come to accept their passing were easier to talk to, but touching was relatively impossible because they were on their way into transitioning into another life. Their energy was too little to physically interact with.
People who weren’t in grief over their passing, but still struggled to accept it would be able to make physical contact with you as well as avoid the hysteria.
In other words:
You hadn’t expected to literally run into pro heroes Hawks and Shouto
3 months after their supposed passing.
You were skeptical because no bodies were ever found.
But now you knew.
And it was awkward.
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“So…” you slide into your apartment with the ghosts of the former(?) pro-heroes shortly behind you, “you died during the last villain attack, then?” Hawks shrugs.
“Technically, yes, but also no. Do you remember what the villain’s quirk was?”
“To make people ‘disappear’ or something?”
“Yeah, something like that. Come to find out, their quirk turns people into ghosts. We don’t actually know if we’re dead or alive.”
“That would explain your continued existence then.”
For the next several hours, the three of you talk about the possibilities, but with no safe way of testing any of your theories, you opt to just giving them a space to stay, even if they don’t actually need it.
The next morning, you thank your lucky stars that you don’t have work, considering you would have been 4 hours late by now. You’re also slightly unnerved to find the both of them watching you.
“Sorry, but there isn’t exactly a whole lot we can do anymore. Watching you make funny faces in your sleep is the best we have.” Todoroki shrugs as you sputter indignantly,
“I don’t make funny faces.”
“Sorry to tell you, but he’s not wrong. Your face is pretty funny.” you glare at the winged pro,
“You’re not helping.” He shrugs,
“Never said I was trying to.”
You decide to let them pick a Netflix show to leave on overnight, making sure it would continue to run for several hours uninterrupted as you slept.
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the show they ended up coming to agree on was some weird trashy reality show.
You didn’t even know it’s existed.
But that’s ok
You didn’t need to know.
Watching them float around your apartment and explore was… a little unnerving, to say the least.
Considering this was your private space and all
But they were good company
Hawks talks a lot about how he misses fried chicken, and that you should eat some for him every time you try and get food together
Only to be interrupted by Todoroki
Honestly, you thought it was to be like “leave her alone and let her eat what she wants”
But then boy really was out here like “she should eat cold soba for me instead”
Like wow, thanks.
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“C’mon, mini Endeavor! Don’t be so cold.”
‘Wow, talk about shots fired.’ you raise your eyebrows, turning to Shouto
“Call me that again, and I’ll roast you alive you KFC reject.”
‘Oh yikes; returned serve.’ you look at Hawks from the corner of your eye.
“Oooh, feisty kitty. Little calico catboy. Besides, we’re ghosts; I don’t think you can kill me like this.”
‘Saucy. Pro Hero Hawks confesses to knowing what catboys are.’ you bite your lip, raising your glass to take a sip.
“Test me again and you’ll find out, Red Robin.”
‘He’s got you there.’ you nod to yourself.
“Fair enough.”
It’s silent for a moment; you set your glass down and look up just in time to see Hawks smirk.
“If it makes you feel better… your dad tastes about as awful as he acts.” It doesn’t make Shouto feel better, but it’s good to know that the most damage he can do is strangle Hawks.
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“They’re good company” you decide
But you’ve been pent up for almost a month now, and you decide that you’re almost horny enough to rent a hotel room to ‘solve your problems’
But you don’t because that’s a little weird
That doesn’t stop you from fantasizing though.
You don’t expect them to be watching you in the morning one day
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“I thought I put Netflix on for y’all.” You turn into your pillow, groaning quietly as your legs and back stretch.
“We were watching it…” Todoroki starts,
“Then a certain little missy started making noises.” you grunt, perturbed.
“Okay, so I sleep talk. What about it?”
“I don’t know if you could call that *sleep talking*, per se…” You peek an eye open at Hawks, squinting when you notice his grin, “What do you think, catboy?”
“Definitely wouldn’t call it sleep talking.” He says from the other side of you. You don’t expect the small smirk on his lips, nor do you expect the way he stares at you so intensely.
“What… do you mean…?” you shove yourself further under your sheets, heart rising up into your throat.
“Sounds like someone’s a *little*...” Hawks looms over you, lips next to your ear, “pent up.”
You shiver hard, but cough and try to save face.
“How do I know you’re not lying to me?” you grumble, closing your eyes as if you were trying to go back to sleep.
“I bet if we take those pretty panties of yours, they’ll be soaked right now.” Hawks presses, eyes growing hungrier.
You flounder for a moment, and that’s all it takes for Hawks to make his move.
“Do you want some help, birdie? Want me to use my fingers on that pretty little pussy?” You shudder and whine, growing embarrassingly wet,
“I bet you’re just dripping from the thought, aren’t you?”
“Sh-shut up…” you spit weakly, pressing your thighs together.
“C’mon, why don’t you let me help?” His hands are slapped away before they can pull the sheets from you.
“Maybe she doesn’t want you to touch her,” Shouto slides his hand down your back; before you can whine in protest, more than willing to follow through, he continues.
“Maybe she’d rather have a real man touch her, not some ‘Original Recipe’ asshole.” You laugh into the pillow despite yourself.
Even now, Shouto somehow manages to make this into some strange competition they’ve been having, but you don’t complain when two pairs of— admittedly cold— hands pull away the sheets.
Especially when you’re no longer finding yourself in need of a hotel room.
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Somehow, you end up being Friends with Benefits with both of them.
Though they only ever used their fingers and mouths on you, but you weren’t going to complain
“It’s the least we could do, since you’re giving us somewhere to linger and free entertainment.”
Or so they said, anyway.
Somehow they learn just when you’re in desperate need of their touch before you even walk in through the door, almost instantly tugging you in and throwing your clothes off.
Despite the strange circumstances, you end up growing closer to the both of them over time
Part of you dreads the day you figure out how to reverse the villain's quirk
Assuming it’s possible
Not only were they both the best bed partners you could ask for
You genuinely enjoy their company and shady banter
But in moments when you’re all huddled up on the couch, watching yet another trashy reality show
You forget they’re ghosts in the first place
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“God, I can’t believe Jasmine.” You scoff, throwing a piece of popcorn at the TV.
“Right? Paula didn’t deserve that shit. That girl is a queen.” Hawks grumbles in agreement, groaning when the interviewers cut to Jasmine.
“Agreed. Paula is queen.”
“It’s a miracle the two of you haven’t completely fried your brains watching this.” Shouto rolls his eyes, reading a book you brought home the other day.
“Shut up. You’re just mad Bernadette got voted off last week.” Hawks throws a kernel at Shouto, but— expectedly— it goes right through him.
“Bernie was the only decent girl and you both know it.” He glares, borderline pouting.
You smile, bittersweet. You grab the kernel that phased right through Shouto and continue watching the episode in silence.
You’re too lost in thought to notice the way they look at you.
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At one point, their words and touches become so much sweeter, even outside the bedroom
When, however, is a question you couldn’t even begin to answer.
Some days, you wake up to the two of them brushing your cheeks, your hair.
Shouto grabs your hand gently, planting a soft peck on it with a quiet ‘Good morning, sweetheart.’
Hawks following up with a kiss to your temple, “how’d you sleep?”
Other times, they would greet you at the door, asking about your day as they helped you out of your coat, taking your bag from you.
It felt so domestic, so peaceful, so *loving*
you were afraid of it shattering like glass under a sledgehammer
But as they say, all good things must come to an end
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“Good morning, hummingbird.” You groan when Hawks presses a kiss to your eyelid, warm fingers tracing over your cheek.
Warm?
You open your eyes, whipping your head to look at the winged hero, “Hawks? You’re warm??”
He grins, pretending to be bashful, “Oh, why thank you! I’ve been told I’m rather nice.”
“No no no, you’re warm. Not cold.” You grab his hand and inspect it, thumbs pressing into his palms. He grunts,
“Well, now that you mention it, the room *is* a bit cold.” You hardly pay attention to him though when you’re suddenly stumbling out into the living room.
“Shou? Shouto?” You find him sitting on the couch. He looks up from the book, shocked.
“Yes? What is it? Are you okay??” He stands, meeting you halfway as you press your hands to his cheeks.
“Warm…” you whisper, heart thumping painfully in your chest.
“Well, at least your left side is.” You pull your hands away from his cheeks as he looks at you baffled, then to Hawks.
“Is everything alright? What’s going on?”
“I think… I think you’re human again.” You laugh humorlessly, and they look at you skeptically.
“Human? How? We didn’t do anything.” you give an exaggerated shrug,
“I don’t know, but how else am I supposed to explain your temperature.” They stay silent. You expect them to.
A pregnant pause, then you let out a shaky breath.
“I gotta call someone…” you tug at your hair, “Before someone finds out and I get accused for kidnapping you both.”
“Well, let’s not be too hasty, I mean” — Hawks shrugs— “everyone thinks we’re dead anyway. Wait and see if we stay warm.”
“And if they find out you’re here? Then what?” You grimace, more at the idea of them disappearing than the consequences, but you also knew that you wouldn’t be able to financially handle the backlash.
They both stay silent, Hawks giving you a shaky smile. “Then… just a couple of days. Just to make sure we’re actually back.”
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The next two days were unbearable
The tension in the air thick enough to cut with a knife
The timing of the universe must have been lined up for this very moment, your first two days off in months leaving you stuck between them on the couch
Nobody said a word, not even when Bernadette made a surprise comeback in season 9
Thinking about constantly being alone again made your heart turn to ice
But as it stood, all you had connecting you was the ghosting quirk and your FWB relationship
But as quick as it came, it was gone
The number of officials flooding your apartment and interrogating you was overwhelming, but Hawks and Shouto were quick to step in and explain
At least, everything they could anyway
According to the association, they couldn’t squeeze anything out of the villain responsible for changing Hawks and Shouto into ghosts
But once they confirmed that you were not a threat, they left you with a “light” warning
In other words: “Stay away. You’ve done enough”
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Your house was so quiet, yet the T.V was on, your phone playing music, trying desperately to distract yourself with the book Shouto was reading. Nothing worked.
You still felt the way their presence lingered, practically permeated the room. You couldn’t sleep in your own bed anymore, sheets feeling far too warm. Sitting anywhere other than the middle seat on your couch made you feel like you were taking up someone’s space. Your kitchen seemed to have just a little too much space to move.
Two months pass since they’ve left, and it never seemed to get better. Rather than stressed, you just felt... tired. You wanted to feel anything but tired, but the echoes of their banter only reminded you that they were gone…
And you were alone once again.
You had no way of contacting them, and they were probably far too busy with the press to even think about the nobody girl who found them wandering.
Days blended together until it all came falling down. You fell into watching the news, the tabloids all celebrating the return of their favorite heroes Hawks and Shoto. Even Endeavor seemed uncharacteristically floored to see his son alive and well.
You laughed bitterly; ‘I would bet money on the fact that he probably rolled his eyes when he saw his father.’ wry smile on your lips.
Maybe another cup of coffee would be worthwhile.
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You told yourself daily to just get over the unrequited feelings, yet you still yearned to see them every day.
You wished it were easier to pretend they were never here at all
Especially when they did it so well.
Though you supposed it was all the hero work talking.
You couldn’t bring yourself to finish the last season you’d been watching with them, memories still too fresh even if it’s been more than a couple of months since you touched it
Netflix did a wonderful job at reminding you constantly
Eventually, you stopped watching netflix too
But couldn’t bring yourself to stop paying for a subscription, naively believing they would be back to continue as if nothing changed
You loathed it
Yet it was the only illusion you had left
Until it wasn’t an illusion anymore
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It’s half passed one in the morning when you hear a knock at your door, frantic and desperate. You stumble out off the couch, nearly ramming your body into the door in an attempt to peek through the peephole.
You couldn’t believe your eyes when a flash of crimson feathers crossed your vision.
You yank the door open, wondering if this was some sort of cruel dream when you’re brutally reminded that it’s not, and that Hawks is-- indeed-- standing in front of you. In the flesh.
“Hey birdie.” he starts, looking far too exhausted.
“Hawks…” you whisper breathless, lungs rattling in disbelief when you inhale.
“Yeah… it’s me. The calico wanted to be here too, but his dad wouldn’t let him out of the house.” he smiles, strained.
“Shouto… wait, why are you here?” you glance around his form nervously, expecting to see blood. He swallows a thick lump,
“Can’t a bird just come say hello?”
You wheeze, smile more like a grimace, but you step aside and let him in. He walks around, more than well acquainted with every corner. Fingers running over your furniture, as if he were still trying to feel the memories that lingered.
“S’ colder than I remember.” he whispers and you nod,
“Yeah… Heater broke some time last month. Still waiting for the landlord to get back to me.” he doesn’t reply, staring at your bedroom door.
It’s painfully silent, but you’re afraid he’ll disappear if you say something now. You can’t tell what he’s thinking, not with his back facing you. Then he turns, and suddenly you’re far too aware of all the words he has to say to you.
For the first time in months, you feel like you’re burning alive.
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By the time Hawks was through with you, the sun was high in the sky.
You didn’t think you’d be able to say you got dicked down hard enough to stay stuck in bed, yet here you were
Stuck in bed
His fingers run through your hair, sweet words of adoration leaving his lips with every kiss he presses to your skin
You can hardly believe that Hawks is still here
Even after he’s spent all night and all morning fucking it into you
You don’t remember the number of times he’s whispered how much he’s missed you
How much he wanted you
How much he needed you
Yet here he was
Fingers rubbing into your skin how badly he needed you to be real
The blissful illusion broken by sharp knocking on your front door
Yet Hawks-- or rather Keigo, as he insists-- still smiles
“Hope you’re not too tired, birdie… Your day’s only just begun.”
You don’t know if you should be afraid or not.
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“Shou--!” you’re cut off when he practically scrambles into your bed, lips smothering yours.
“Fuck, I missed you baby.” he growls against your lips, ‘I’m a little pissed the Chick-fil-a wannabe got to you first though.”
“You’re still on that, huh.” Hawks muses, lazy grin on his lips when you squeal at the cold air hitting your skin, blanket gracelessly thrown to the side by the half-and-half hero.
“And you made a fuckin’ mess, asshole.” Shouto grumbles when he pulls your hips to the edge of the bed, forcing your legs open. You can feel the way Keigo’s cum drips out of you, making you flush in embarrassment.
“Don’t… don’t stare, dammit.” you cover your face, knowing full well that he would never let you push his head away.
From experience, of course.
“Ruined such a pretty little pussy... “ you hear him mutter before his tongue is licking a wet stripe up the length of your pussy, circling around your clit before sucking it into his mouth. You’re still so sensitive, and you almost howl in sweet agony from the way your clit throbs and stings from the overstimulation.
“Whoops, can’t have you alerting the neighbors now can we?” Keigo says as he sits on the bed next to your head, stuffing his fingers into your mouth.
You can tell he’s only pretending to play it cool, his wings puffing out impressively the longer he watches your face twist and your eyes cross, moaning and humming around his fingers. You feel cold fingers press into you and you gasp, the temperature shock making your clench harder around them.
“Oops, sorry. Should have warned you.” Shouto hums, not sounding the least bit sorry. His fingers press and coax the deepest parts of you, massaging your gummy walls. You arch and cry out, thankful that Keigo’s fingers were capable of muffling your noises.
“Geez, you’re wasting all my milk there, kitty cat.” you can hear the shit eating grin on his face, but it’s quick to drop when Shouto’s suddenly licking and sucking, slurping obscenely before pulling away and giving Keigo an unamused ‘meow’.
Keigo doesn’t respond, too shocked for his usual witty comebacks, but that doesn’t deter Shouto from trailing his warmer fingers up your body, pressing over your stomach.
The contrast between his cold fingers prodding around inside you and the warm ones pressing down on your tummy makes you breathless, cumming with a squeaky moan, thighs shaking around Shouto’s head. He chuckles, amused at the way you clench around his fingers, coaxing you through your orgasm until you slack against the bed.
You’re suddenly turned around, head hanging off the edge of the bed, still lying flat on your back.
“Wha…” you slur, attempting to look at Shouto who’s climbing on the bed, pulling your legs over his hips when suddenly Keigo’s standing by your head, leaning down and planting a sweet kiss on your lips.
“Think you can take us both at the same time, hummingbird?” his cock is in his hand, stroking lazily. You swallow, chewing on your lip before nodding slowly.
You weren’t actually sure, but you’d be damned if you didn’t at least try.
“Atta girl…” he praises, stroking your cheek gently before pressing the tip against your lips. You give it a cheeky little kiss to mask your own nerves, tongue poking out to tease him before your mouth drops open into a moan, the feeling of Shouto filling you up immediately distracting you.
“It’s not nice to tease, baby.” he teases you, hips smacking into yours rudely. You choke when Keigo fills your mouth, fighting to relax your throat.
You’re thankful that he’s at least taking some care to help support your head and neck, but your thoughts are quick to drift away as Shouto stuffs and stretches your cunt, nothing but grunts and hums leaving you as Keigo slowly fills your mouth.
“God, what a pretty sight birdie. Your little throat flexing around my cock.” he mutters, hand caressing the front of your throat, squeezing gently. You try to focus on keeping your breathing even, but it’s hard when Shouto continues to insist on fucking you so roughtly.
“Your cute little cunny looks so small, stretched around my fat cock baby.” he groans, only taking a short moment to savor the way his cock looks covered in your juices and some of Keigo’s leftover cum, almost immediately slamming into that spot that has your eyes crossing, stars flashing across your vision.
You lose complete track of time as they take you in every which way until suddenly you’re waking up, clean and tucked into bed. Hawks sits on your left, Shouto to your right. Hands caress your body sweetly, whispered words almost enough to distract you from the aching pain in your body.
“Sorry, sweetheart… we got carried away” Shouto kisses your knuckles gently, eyes gentle compared to the ferocity they had before.
“It’s been so long since we’ve been able to see you, touch you… I thought I was going to go crazy,” Keigo follows up.
You don’t think you could talk even if you tried, so you just squeeze their hands. They squeeze back silently, all three of you basking in each other's presence.
Something tells you that they won’t be going anywhere any time soon.
Commission for @bepbep-beaches / @trashcats-for-trashwriting of her character Berlington! She was extremely patient through me wanting to try an experimental fur shading method that turned out AWESOME
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