Sanemi And Iguro Are The Kamado Sibling No.1 Haters.

This is what true inspiration is

thank you to this pigeon who kept harassing me and constantly jumped on my table, you really inspired me to write more obnoxious!Hawks fanfiction!

🍀✨ — this piece is based off of @/Nxhqt's art style on twt! the textures in their art is super neat even though my brush in procreate doesn't have quite as much grain. I think it still turned out nice w Sanemi c: hopefully I can do a Genya version soon.

I LOVE

Because, for all the places they’re touching, the distance between them has never felt so wide, and the truth hovers there in the empty spaces between Dabi’s words:

I know you’re here for me.

But it’s not enough.

«These Furious Passions, These Chances» by @amidststars

Drawing of Toph I drew a couple months ago, replicating ancient Chinese paintings.

(I hope the writing makes sense lol)

JUST FINISHED SEASON 7!! HELP!!

so while we waited for season 8 i thought I'd try drawing my boy Hawks!

everytime I colour touya I get sad bc WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO COLOUR HALF OF HIM PURPLE

rough sketch of the outfits from my last #dabihawks post :D my headcanon for this AU: -quirks but no hero/villain stuff -Kaigo is a singer -Touya works for Enji in a big ass company as marketing assistant -scars are from an accident/ no family trauma! -meet-cute at an event

thought I could stay as a cute little blog, but no. the angst is all-consuming.

something about normally stoic and straight faced characters finally breaking and showing emotion

something about the emotion being anger or insanity

YAYAYAYAYAYYAY GUYS LOOOKKKKKKK (*≧∀≦)人(≧∀≦*)♪

#dabihawks 🔥 pro-hero Dabi accidentally setting his birdie on fire in the early stages of their team up, and pro-hero Hawks, too allured by those blue flames blazing in the distance, too distracted in love, doesn't even notice until Dabi repeatedly shouts something suspiciously like, "Hawks?! You're on fire??" over the roar of inferno.

And Hawks sighs, dazed between the heat and Dabi's beautiful blue, as he glances down, the lick of sparks catching against his feathers as he ignored the pain, pain tolerance too high to even care, "I guess."

Dabi, who can't fly, propels himself across the air towards Hawks on pure firepower alone, faster than he's ever done, already speed dialing the paramedics as he yells, "HELP?!"

And oh, Dabi's coming closer then? The whoosh of Dabi's costume floats through the sea of blue, more distracting than ever, more beautiful than anything. White really is his color. 

Hawks chuckles as a gloved hand brushes off a spark, some of his feathers dusting beneath him, "Nah. Don't worry, hot stuff I'm good actually." 

Dabi wraps an arm around Hawks in record speed, ice already encasing protectively against his wings, extinguishing what's left of any hint of flames. 

Hawks smiles dreamily up at him, loopy between the heat and cold and Dabi's palms shooting against his wings. "Mm, you're so hot."

"It's ice?!" Dabi cries.

Later... 

Hawks lays on his stomach as Dabi's warm hands comb through his wings, righting the poor feathers who have seen better days and preening over the roughed up strands. 

"You're reckless," Dabi chides, but he sounds pained, like it's him that's accidentally caught fire today. 

"Mm," Hawks agrees absentmindedly, thinking he doesn't mind getting a little singed if it's Dabi's work. His feathers will grow back and Dabi tending to him like this, soft and attentive, is really just cherry on top of having seen the blue of his dreams. "'s okay. I'm okay."

// tbc in a full fic

(for @yerrrrrrrl who inspired this beautiful concept of Dabi and Hawks who are each other's worst matchup only bcus they are too busy watching each other lmao)