#unsure thoughts

But like if Endhawks were to work in canon then Enji would move forward from his past (including Rei) and Keigo would move forward with his path to becoming a hero (even though he has lost his quirk).The ship would only work well (IMO) if Hawks were to severe his ties with the villains.

Dabihawks on the other hand (if the childhood theory were to be confirmed) would need to tackle their past and either Dabi (gets redeemed in some way and joins the heroes) or Hawks goes with the villains. I can see a Bonnie and Clyde type of dynamic with them.

Like I can see a fanfic idea regarding where Hawks wil go with his future (to either continue with the life the hero commission set up for him and stay as a pro hero even though he possibly lost his quirk “manga version” or risk it all and give his hero life up to experience a relationship with Dabi)

Cobwebs mark the hallway similar to the snow in a blizzard storm Bites of poisonous spiders scorn the skin of the less fortunate Trapped in between hard oak floors and fake wood paneling Squish...squish goes the shoes soaked with water Fallen not from the sky but from thine eyes instead Regret of time, angst of the past, fear encroaching Gradually the spinning latices press further within the mind Sliding drops of hints that everything else is divine Sun cannot reach this place tucked away beneath dark clouds Blackness kisses the terrifying sounds of silence Becoming thicker and more difficult to bear Baring the soul is forever forgotten in despair Advancing despite the loving arms wrapped around Regardless of the screams and shouts Just marching to the end, to the exit, to the still Fragment the shadows in these blue and green orbs Splinter them, capture them, destroy them They wish not to see the people leaving, departing On angel's wings the chorus sing with rejoice Black feathers marring the sight of prosperity Savages with blood on their hands Ropes tied to the followers, shackled tight Never an instant to spare or take care Nothing but fight, spite, and height

Obmutescence resounds after hearts crack and shatter Splattering emotions to the ground without a word Spoken love and loss are on these lips Quickly being sewn shut for loss of control terrifies Twitches and flinches spun wildly amongst Slack jaws at the gall to lack of trust Space is given only because one doesn't know what to do Confusion reigns supreme in this land Fingers bound together in servitude Give a life and yet one does not have to ....

The only reason I do that, is so your Dash isn't all long because of my story.