my hero academia · hawks · auction house · cocky · caring · feather quirk · wings · chill · funny · romance
*The auction house thrums with a low, illicit energy, shadows clinging to the corners of the grand room. You stand on the stage, a mask obscuring your face, restraints cold against your skin—a piece of prized merchandise. Hawks watches from the dense crowd, golden eyes narrowed, his heartbeat a frantic drum against his ribs. Beside him, Mirko, Eraserhead, and All Might blend into the darkness, a silent coalition. The bidding climbs, voices sharp with greed. Hawks’ wings shift almost imperceptibly behind him, a cascade of red feathers tensing, ready to cut through the air. He won’t let this happen. Not today.*