WE ARE ONE

WE ARE ONE

hi !! congrats on the 100 followers :D would you be able to write #11 from the fluff prompts for hawks ?

“I’m so proud of you.”

Hi, Thanks so much for requesting!

I just wanted to say how thankful I am for all of you! Whenever I see someone has commented, reblogged, liked, or just read my stuff makes my day!

I did this for 100 followers, but in the span of like 2 weeks, I now have 200! It really means the world to me so thank you! I plan to do something extra special for 300, and I’m so excited about that!

I’m sorry if this was a bit sappy, I just really wanted you guys to know! Thank you all so much for everything!

No pronouns mentioned

Warning: fighting, hurt Keigo, Keigo having a breakdown

Summary: after Keigo hasn’t seen you in so long, he’s finally had enough.

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Word count: 2k

It was such a long week for Keigo, he was so tired. All he wanted to do was cuddle up to you, feel your lovely body, taste your sweet lips. Was that too much to ask? To hold you close to him, to feel you with him. He was sure you would soothe him from his hollowness, he could be himself with you. He could just be Keigo. And he loved that you let him, you supported him and let him be with you, he didn’t need to be Hawks. He could be who he was, even if who he was was a broken shell of a man. So to say he missed you would be an understatement.

It had been hard for him, for him not to see you in a week. But it was for a mission, so he was forced to. But his hunger for you grew and grew till you consumed his every thought. Till you were all he wanted, all he could think off. He wanted to soak in the luxurious warmth of your skin, to bask in your presence, to be spoiled with your loving kisses. To hear your lovely voice, to feel your heavenly fingers work their way through the knots of his hair. He just wanted you.

But, today was the last day of his mission, and then he would fly at top speed to see you again. To feel you again.

But the universe had other plans for him.

He was called in to help against another villain attack, his sidekicks told him that it seemed to be a bad one. A lot of civilians got hurt in the attack. And although all he wanted to do was fly home to you, to hold you to him, he took off into the open air. Still thinking about your warm embrace.

When Keigo landed, he was met with villains attacking him from every corner, he wasn’t prepared. His mind just wasn’t in it.

A villain with some sort of strength quirk hit him square in his gut, sending him stumbling. Luckily, one of his sidekicks managed to subdue the villain. So Keigo turned to the other one, grabbing one of his bigger feathers to stop the villain.

However, he let his rage get the better of him. He was just so angry, he missed you so much, he wanted to feel you again. He couldn’t think straight, it was too hard, it was too much.

So he fought, he fought so he could see you again.

But he was sloppy.

He got cuts on his wings, bruises on his body, his face was bleeding and raw. He hurt. But he still fought on, he fought through the pain. He had to.

Even though it hurt he didn’t stop, he couldn’t. He had to finish this, he needed to get it over with so he could see you again.

When the fight was over, his need was too much. He brushed everyone aside, saying how he was fine. Telling the paramedics that his wounds were skin deep and that he would be ok.

And even though his wings hurt, he still flew to you. He still whipped through the air at top speed in order to feel you again.

He was so close he could feel it, how close he was. He was almost there, he was so close. Just a few more seconds.

A few more agonizing seconds.

When he finally burst through the window of your home, he was finished.

His body hurt, his mind couldn’t keep up with the pain he felt. Yet, it was his heart that kept him going, telling him that he would see you. And so, he pushed through it. He walked through the window, the window you would keep unlocked for him.

You were watching the TV when you heard him enter, you had been watching the news. You knew you shouldn’t have, it would only make you more anxious than you already were. It would only make you worry about Keigo, wondering if he would come back to you ok. But still, you watched it. You watched him get hurt and beaten, the entire time holding your breath. You tried to stop, but your mind told you to keep watching. That you needed to make sure he was ok.

After a week of not seeing him, you realized that he didn’t look the best. His hair was disheveled and he looked like a mess. He had eyebags that made you so worried about how he had been dealing with his mission. Was he doing ok? All this just made you even more anxious.

You were confused when he had left the scene, he was still so hurt, still so damaged. Why didn’t he let the paramedics take care of him? His wings looked so bad. Why was he flying?

When he entered your home, you stood up immediately. But then you saw his face, and you knew he needed you.

But Keigo couldn’t do it anymore, he was so tired, he was so done.

His knees hit the floor, he couldn’t even feel the pain. His mind was so foggy, his heart racing. His thoughts were so loud, he wanted it to stop, to make it all stop. For it to all go away. He wanted you to clear all his pain, for you to kiss it all away, to make it all better.

He knew you couldn’t, that it was humanly impossible, but you were damn near close to the cure of all his pain. The way you would hold him to you, the way you would talk to him, the way you would care for him.

You practically ran to his side, worried that he was hurt too badly. That he was in too much pain.

But when you kneeled down to help him, he just pulled you down to him, trapping you in his embrace. Putting his head in the crook of your neck, nuzzling himself into you. His wings, or what was left of them, wrapped around the both of you. Keigo just wanted to be closer to you, to feel your warmth, your love, he wanted to feel you.

You wrapped your arms around him, telling him silently that you were there, that you were here for him. That you would always be.

You knew how hard it was for Keigo, he had a hard time opening up, opening his real self up. so when he opened himself up to you, you knew you had to be there for him. And you didn’t mind, you loved him, you loved him so much. You wanted him to understand that he deserved love and that he deserved happiness and a place to feel himself. And if that was with you, you were content with that. You were glad it was you, you wanted to help him, to be there for him.

Because you loved him.

As you ran your fingers through his hair, he shuddered at your touch, holding you tighter. It was as if he thought you would disappear on him like you would leave if he didn’t hold you tighter. But you wouldn’t, you would stay with him no matter what.

Finally, you spoke, “Keigo, I’m here. I’m right here sweetie.”

But Keigo didn’t speak, he just took a shaky breath.

You thought for a moment, something that Keigo loved was praise. Especially when it came from you, he told you once how it mattered so much more when it came from you. Because it felt real.

“I saw you on the news,” you said, smiling a bit, “I’m so proud of you.”

That's when he lost it. The loneliness, the hurt, the heaviness of it all. He let it out, he had to. It bubbled over, spilling into his consciousness, spilling into his heart.

He cried into you, and he couldn’t stop. He sobbed into your neck, letting it all out, letting his emotions take over his body. He was just so tired, so exhausted from it all. From not seeing you, to not being himself with anyone but you. He felt so vulnerable with you, and he needed it. So he just cried, he let it out, the loneliness, the sadness, the helplessness.

And you let him, you wanted him to. You hated it when Keigo felt that he needed to put on a mask for people, for you. You wanted him to know that it was ok to be upset, you wanted him to be able to feel. To be able to let his emotions go, to let it out.

You stroked his head gently, praising him, telling him it was all ok, how you were right there with him. How you would never leave him, how he was good and kind. How he deserved happiness, how he deserved to cry.

Finally, Keigo pulled away from you, wiping the tears that clung to his cheeks, “Sorry, Y/N, I didn’t mean to-”

You kissed his cheek lightly, “Don’t apologize. I’ve told you, it’s ok to be upset, it’s human Keigo. It’s what you are.”

Keigo sniffed, still clearly upset, “Yeah, but I'm a hero. I’m supposed to put people's minds at ease. I’m supposed to be strong for people, for you. I’m not supposed to break like this.”

You stroked his cheek lightly, trying to reassure him, “Keigo, out there you're a hero. Out there your Hawks. but here, you're just Keigo. My Keigo. You’re yourself, your human, you’re vulnerable, you’re normal here. I will never expect anything more from you. I just want you to be ok, that's all I ask.”

You embraced him again, letting his head land on your shoulder, “Kei, honey, let’s go to bed ok? And we can cuddle and go to sleep. You’ve had a long day, lets get some rest.”

But as you got up, Keigo pulled you back down, “No! Don’t leave!”

It was insecurity of his, he was scared you were going to leave him, that when you let go you would be gone. And even though you’ve told him time and time again, he still clung to it. To his fear of abandonment, his fear that you would leave him when you let go. You never asked why he had those thoughts, you just wanted him to feel safe with you.

“Keigo, I’m not leaving. I promise,” you kissed him reassuringly, “I’m right here, I’m just gonna change and we can go to bed.”

“Do,” Keigo looked away, embarrassed, “do you have to? Can we just go right to bed?”

You smiled sadly at him, even though you haven't changed into your comfortable clothes, and even though Keigo smelled, you knew he needed this.

So you nodded, “Ok, Kei. We can.”

When you both climbed into bed, Keigo was attached to your hip. But you didn’t mind, if this was what reassured him, you would let him.

You looked up at him, and as you did he leaned into you, whispering lightly on your lips, “Can I kiss you?”

You smiled, “You don’t even have to ask.”

Ok, I think that’s all the requests I have :) thank you again to everyone

⚠️Chapter 1-4🖤

aw yeah it's all coming together now👀✨✍️

Hello! Can I request a headcanon of Law, Zoro and Ace with female s/o Keyblade-wielder? (I really love Kingdom Hearts. With all my heart.) So take your time and have a nice day. (＾ω＾) (To be honest I was bit nervous to ask this question.)

Hello there! No need to be nervous, I promise I don’t bite😺 Oh wow it’s been a minute! I need to call on my ancient knowledge of when I played KH last. I apologise if I get some stuff wrong, it really has been a while and I hope you enjoy~

Askbox: Currently open

(Female pronouns)

Trafalgar Law

🍄An unusual situation occurred, Law sat in a Marine cell in kairoseki (Sea-prism Stone) handcuffs. Across from him sat a stranger in the opposite cell, there was enough light to make out it was a girl. She appeared to be in the same predicament, until a flash of light engulfed the cell, clinking sounds, followed by the sound of her handcuffs hitting the ground. As she opened her cell and stepped out.

🍄Law was speechless, watching this all unfold. Kairoseki was supposed to render devil fruit abilities useless… She looked over at the confused Law when a smile spread across her lips – “I really like your hat” she said cheerfully. “Need a hand?” She offered, tapping her shoulder with what Law could only liken to a giant key. Nodding without hesitation at her offer as she opened the gate and soon enough his handcuffs. After introduction Law learned the mysterious girl was {Name}

🍄Often times, Law still excitedly asks {Name} to show him her abilities, he finds it so fascinating and tried to study her keyblade, to discover that only wielders were allowed to handle it. – So he settled for plenty of demonstration.

🍄Is a total geek. Law keeps a notebook specifically for all the things his S/O told him about the keyblade, how it works, some background on how it came to be and even the various combinations and additions of keychains.

🍄For all the wonder and excitement it gives him, it gives him even more worry and concern when {Name} fights creatures he has come to know as the ‘Heartless’

🍄Lowkey wishes he could wield one, both for the sake of protecting his S/O and also for ‘science’ purposes.

Roronoa Zoro

⚔Zoro was suddenly ambushed and overwhelmed by a bunch of strange creatures, no matter how much he was cutting and slashing, with all his might – it was to no avail as the creatures never stopped their attack.

⚔ A strange figure passed him by, into the mass of the creatures and wielding something which he had assumed to be a sword, as the stranger successfully pushed back the unusual creatures. Zoro was thoroughly impressed with the stranger who eventually introduced herself as {Name}

⚔Soon after meeting Zoro, she had met the rest of his crew when she led the way back to his ship. Upon hearing about her unique ability, Luffy instantly invited her to join the crew. Due to this, Zoro and {Name} became occasional training buddies since Zoro enjoyed fighting against her especially with her unique fighting attributes and the occasional surprise moves. From just training, turned into friends where they eventually became a couple.

⚔The one thing that truly shocked and surprised {Name} was a singular instance when Zoro was able to wield her keyblade.

⚔He is always trying his hardest to support {Name} during her fights and often times protects her

⚔Zoro is easily confused by the keyblade and all the history and details behind it, so he just prefers to acknowledge it as a strange looking sword and nothing more. (Don’t even try explaining things like other keyblades or keychains)

Portgas D. Ace

🔥{Name} was stowing away on the Moby Dick, when she was discovered unexpectedly by Ace. However, upon discovering the ‘intruder’ Ace started toying with her instead of attacking and she was frightened due to how she ended up in the situation. Deciding its better to run than explain and Ace pursued, surprised when she pulled out an interesting weapon from thin air.

🔥After capturing her, she explains that there was a great misunderstanding of which she simply was too embarrassed to explain… Though due to her predicament, an explanation was necessary. {Name} explained that she was chasing some Heartless that boarded the ship, after engaging in a massive fight, she sat down to rest and ended up falling asleep. – Ace died with laughter at her confession.

🔥He was extremely curious about her keyblade and loved the stories she told him about it, and everything she had experienced because of it. Ace often times asks for her to tell the stories again and still enjoys them just as much.

🔥Despite knowing {Name} is an amazing and very capable fighter, he is still very overprotective of her – which actually stems from her stories and how often surprise attacks occur.

🔥Ace loves watching her when in a fight, he finds it mesmerising as well as always excited to see the instances of when she uses magic, though {Name} sometimes gets a bit annoyed with his constant asking for ‘magic tricks’

🔥Ace constantly tries to wield the keyblade though with no success. He still has never given up though.

Devil May Cry "Devil Courting" Head-canons

Hello readers! Here’s a little treat before requests open. Hope you like it! Lots more under the cut!

And a big thank you to @furyeclipse for helping me with this. You are awesome, Fury!

The Basics of Demon Courting:

Strength and Power:

Only the strong survive in the demon world.

The show of power is the main thing demons do when they are trying to court a potential mate.

Demons are dominant by nature -it tells others that they are the ideal mate.

A demon is attracted to strength, that’s a given. But if a potential mate is a human that demon might be attracted to -for example- a strong will or personality.

Every demon is different in finding what kind of strength they like in a potential mate -but most like power.

Protection is a big factor for showing one’s strength and power. (Looking at you Vergil.)

Displaying:

Demons have many ways to display. Physical strength, demonic power, coloration and markings, their body, or wings.

If a demon has wings they will flare them wide -not only to show they’re a big and bad demon- but to show they know that they’re powerful and not afraid of other demons seeing it. Confidence.

Flaring of wings is also a show of pride. Its like -look at me, this is a mate you want. (Like a peacock really.)

If they flare out their wings in private with a mate it means they are letting their guard down -to show vulnerability. That demon is trusting the one of their desires not to attack and try to rip their wings off.

Providing:

Presenting kills to a potential mate lets that demon show they can provide protection, as well as sustenance. Demons do eat other demons.

A courting demon will also provide a home -which is their nest- to a mate.

And lets not forget about young -that is if the mated pair can reproduce with one another.

If that demon can reproduce with a potential mate they will want to provide offspring. It’s instinctual.

Scent Marking:

Demons scent mark. When the potential mate allows the courting demon to be near or touch them they will be scent marked.

It’s a signal to other demons to stay away, or die. A possessive, but protective part of courting.

Scent marking can happen by the demon’s demonic energy, by being in close proximity, or physical touch.

It also helps the courting demon by taking in their potential mate’s scent -to identify where they’re at when the demon goes off to find a kill for them.

How a demon scent marks with physical touch is either by: brushing up against the potential mate, nuzzling or licking the neck or shoulder, and touching of the face.

Nests:

A safe, secluded place for a potential mate and any future offspring -if they can produce offspring with each other, that is.

Nests are shown to a mate when they accept that demon’s courting.

A demon’s nest is their only safe spot from other demons or threats. It’s their home, in a sense -a place of comfort.

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Carlos headcanon (parents, early life, how he got involved in a guerrilla and how umbrella took him so easy).

First of all: Capcom will probably never reveal his real nationality, but let’s use the logic, starting with his first name “Carlos”

According to IBGE (in English: The Brazilian Institute of Geography and Statistics) the first name “Carlos” is the 5° most popular name in Brazil.

And about his surname “Oliveira”, well, that is a Portuguese surname, and guess what country colonized Brazil? Exactly Portugal. I also found a search made by a Brazilian site (super.abril if anyone want to see it) which said that “Oliveira” is the 3° most common surname in Brazil.

Now let’s see what is canon: he is South American (America is a continent, just to remember), and a native American descendent, which means: he is mixed. Brazil is one of, if not the most mixed country in the world.

Okay the headcanon:

His mom is from Rio Grande do Sul, descendent of Portuguese, German, Italian and Black.

His father is from Mato Grosso, descendent of Portuguese (the Oliveira surname!), native american, black, french and Italian.

His parents meet each other in Brasilia (Brazil's federal capital), they got married and some years later Carlos was born.

He has his mom's hair and his father’s skin color, his facial and body features came from both of them.

At a young age, his parents divorced, his mom took him and moved to Rio de Janeiro.

As a young teenager, his mom, who he had a strong bond, died, victim of armed robbery while coming back to home after work.

Carlos never had any strong relationship with his father after the divorce, and little or no contact with his mom's family, who lived far away in a other state, so he lived alone after his mom's death.

Some neighbors, friends of his mom tried to took care of him for awhile, waiting for some of his relatives take him, but none of they come.

He would always put himself in dangerous situations, but also had the ability to get out of any with only superficial injuries.

His abilities impressed a guy, who was the leader of the Brazilian division of a latin american communist guerrilla group (there were divisions about it to every country), this guy convinced and manipulated Carlos to join on his group.

Carlos was in a complicated moment on his life, lonely, his mom's friends gave up from him, suffering violence by consequence of the situations he had put himself, so he got convinced that “the ends justify the means”, and joined to this group.

He traveled by the whole Latin America, making part of that terrorist attacks and bank assaults, this also made him become fluent in Spanish and learn some few words in English.

Carlos was always scaled for the most dangerous missions, and he also was always one of the few people that came back alive.

He kept living like that until day of the assault on the biggest bank of Brazil, in São Paulo, got wrong.

On this day instead of placing bombs, contain the security guards, or even be one of the last ones to stay there so the group could get out with the money in safety, he was told to watch the hostages while the bombs were placed.

While doing this he got distracted with a woman trying to calm down her little son, who didn’t stop crying, at certain moment one of his “colleagues” got angry at the woman and kid, Carlos intervened, so two of his “colleagues” took him to a different room, they discussed and even fight, what stopped the fight was the sound of shoots coming from the same place where the hostages and the bombs where being placed, one if the colleagues went to this place, then the two man in the room hear screams with the shoots, both of the man got close to the door, then there is a suddenly sound of a explosion.

The two man were hurled to the wall, Carlos had only a few injuries and bruises, most came from the fight, his “colleague” who was practically in hall had several third degrees burns, at the end he died.

Carlos got arrested, in jail he had time to think about what happened, he finally realized he was being manipulated during this whole time, during nights he would wakeup with the innocent hostages screams, and the image of the little boy on his mother’s arms.

In one day he received a visitation, a U.B.C.S recruiter holding in one of his hands a large amount of papers, with every single crime that Carlos with that guerrilla had committed in different countries, and in the other hand a U.B.C.S service contract and a promise that all of those papers would disappear if Carlos join to them and his records would become clean.

Carlos joined to U.B.C.S with the hope of redeem his past and honor his mom memory.

In U.B.C.S he got fluent in English at the point that he would talk exactly like a native-speaker, he also improved his abilities and grown his muscles.

And then happened all that shit in Raccoon City.

Here is a map of Brazil, to people see where each state are: