Little Nightingale

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Born quirkless Y/N had decided to try out many hobbies and find what her heart desires most. At the age of 12 she tried to sing in an choir but working with others turned out to be one of the things she's bad at. So after that failed she still kept on focussing on music by her self. She tried to learn the violin, it wasn't horrible but it wasn't marvelous either and she didn't enjoy it. At the age of 14 she gave singing another chance this time alone. Something in her knew that this would grow to be her talent. 

It took you time to decide if you should wear a long elegant midnight blue dress with a zipper at the back or a long red dress. You chose the blue dress because it's luxurious style would match best to the song you would sing. 4 years ago you had started singing alone in the shower or while brushing through your hair and now you performed at the stage every Thursday evening and Friday night. The club that you like to stage at had a more formal theme which is why you like to wear long magnificent dresses that make you look like you're from a royal bloodline. Even if you were only a 18 years old ordinary girl. 


The lights were royal blue but the spotlight shining at the stage was auqa blue. The club had just opened but there already were already the first 12 guests waiting for drinks at the bar.

It was friday 9pm, you and another singer would keep switching for the next 1 hour after that you'd have a full 1 hour break until you had to perform again. At midnight you would be off duty.


During your first show you hit vocals that amazed the audience. The crowd has grown as more and more people entered the club. During the breaks you practised your upcoming stage shows. Time has passed and it was your last performance before a long break where you could freshen up and get a drink to calm yourself. As you sang your eyes catched someone in the back of the crowd. A male person with wings that made a big contrast to the blue light. He was looking at you and your eyes met. You kept staying focussed on singing while holding the eyecontact. His gaze moved away from you and he went to get a drink. 

You were done performing for now. You went to grab a drink or two before you'd change into the outfit for the performance after your break. When you wanted to order a drink the birdman came up to you holding two drinks giving you one. "I like your voice Ms. Nightingale. Also the dress." he looked at your dress. "I like your dress." 

 "Thanks, Mr. Birdman. But how do I know that this drink isn't poisoned?" you asked jokingly. "Well why should I poison a beauty such as you. Also poisoning is not my thing, you know." He replied and chuckled. You still did not risk anything and did not take a sip.

"Mrs. do you not know who I am?" he questioned totally confused because you did not recognize him. "I'm Hawks. A pro hero." "Is that so?" He nodded. "Yes, I can't believe you haven't heard of me." 

You smiled. "My apologies but I don't know much about heroes, I myself am quirkless and distance myself from others which is also why I never took my time to find out about heroes or villains. All I'm doing is living a life full of music." You drank the whole glass empty and put it beside. 

"Woah you're a though one aren't ya?" he joked flirtariously. "Didn't expect you to drink a whole glass of alcohol that fast." You looked deeply into his mysterious eyes. "I guess I'm a though one." 

"Is there any place for us to talk in privat?" he was wondering. You decided to ask him which dress would be best for you to wear in 30 minutes. So you showed him your wardrobe and he picked a navy blue dress, shorter than your current one, that was free at the back. "I think this would fit best my little Songbird." he said smirking at you. "Oh so you already claimed me as yours?" You asked in a flirty tone playing with in his romance game. 

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 29, 2021 ⏰

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