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[zero-is-nebulous]

Whats he lookin at

[garden-of-bah]

hello we're the same system who requested the chuuya / dazai fictives , thank you so much for those theyre perfect !!! we're requesting again cause the two blogs we requested this from before BOTH havent posted in a month 😭 may i please request a detailed headmate pack for elise from bungo stray dogs ? heres the specifics :

- ageslider between 7 - 9 years of age

- whimsical , angelic , doll , almost "pure" vibes if that makes sense ??

- based on the song Pure as a Lamb by Baby Bugs

- sexual trauma holder / religious trauma holder

also could she have LOTS and i mean LOTS of neopronouns ?? thank you so much !!!

- BSD system ( if that tag isnt taken already !! )

This one was fun. Initially I had no idea what I was going to do until listening to the song then she just came together so easily. Hope you like star. Also I went back and tagged your other pack with “bsdsystem” for you.

Name/s: Elise, Lamb, Bug, Hope, Grace, Serenity/Serene

Age: ageslides between 7-9

Pronouns: she/they/it/doll/d011/baby/toy/puppet/marionette/teddy/bear/plush/plushie/stuffing/comfort/soft/sweet/sugar/candy/gum/pure/light/holy/glow/love/clean/angel/cloud/halo/moon/luna/star/crater/nova/lady/bug/spot/fly/wing/lamb/baa/sheep/cute/wool/bell/!!/03/?/🧸/🍭/🍬/😇/🪽/🌙/🌑/🐞/🐑

Source: Bungo Stray Dogs (Elise) + Baby Bugs (Pure as a Lamb)

Genders: dollgender teddybeargender angelgender moongender ladybuggender sheepgirl

Sexuality: caedosexual

CisIDs: blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin, young, lolita, harmed, neglected, traumatized

Mental/physical conditions: ADHD, ODD, IED, OCD, bipolar disorder, C-PTSD

Other labels: lambkin, dollkin, angelkin, fictionkin (cinnamoroll)

Faceclaim: @/mothonthewall @/melmos-basement

Alter roles: sexual/religious trauma holder

Front triggers: sweets, religious imagery, drawing/crayons, ladybugs, sheep, toys, frilly skirts/dresses

Signoffs: -🎀, -🐞, -🐑

TransIDs: transSheepEars, transHooves, transAngelWings, transHolyWaterBlood, transDollJoints, transPuppetStrings, BubbleGumScentic, transCuteHarmful, trisGroomed

Personality: cutesy, erratic, high-strung (pun not intended), demanding, impatient, stubborn, naïve, vigilant, anxious, self-critical

Quirks: vocal stims by baa-ing. Holds a lot of anxiety about “living in a godly way” and needs reassurance that it’s doing light’s best

[savior-of-stars]

Flowey didn't reset for Clover during a geno run, just letting Martlet kill them in order to see what happens. Martlet gives Clovers soul to Asgore and is promoted to the Royal Guards Lieutenant

Prison Yuri possible...

Mod is @cybers-sillyzone

No NSFW/anything suggestive

No venting whatsoever, this really isn't the place for that. That and also the person running this account is generally bad with advice and gets stressed when people vent without warning <3

If you send an RP starter but I don't know you well / without asking first I most likely won't reply

I will likely respond to most asks, but if i don't want to / know how to respond I won't. You're more than welcome to send another ask, just don't keep sending the same one over and over again.

[transdid]

Welcome to transDID central!

This blog is for everything and everyone transDID! Transplurals, Transsinglets, TransOSDDs are also covered on occasion, but the focus here lies on transDID.

Call us Jester (it/ae), we'll mostly be infodumping about our own transition and any transDID related resources we can find, feel free to send us asks about your own transition and resources!

Collected resources:

TransDID carrd, made by us!

[the-fallen-collective]

(Click for better quality)

We often wake up blurry and it usually (on average) takes around 30 minutes to an hour to figure out who we are. Sometimes longer

[Image ID: first panel: someone sleeping in a bed, second panel/top half: someone waking up in a bed kind of groggy, second panel/bottom half: someone up and awake but confused, third panel/top half: someone at a table drawing with squiggles in the head to show confusion brain fog etc, third panel/bottom half: someone drawing at a table but now the person is black (literally- ink black) with horns and a tail and an exclamation mark to show surprise/realization)

[izuleoritsu-moved]

knights has a lot of close moments in the article of faith mv and they generally look pretty happy

the only one who doesn't have any of these moments is arashi who looks kinda miserable, or at least stressed (second picture to show that she doesn't always make that expression)

and that makes sense, article of faith takes place during starfes. she was trying to help out valkyrie and it was reminding her of all the fighting from war era which reminded her of her dead friend who she had already been thinking about earlier

the closest arashi gets to a close moment with the other knights are these shots of her reaching out to them

but when we see the other knight reach back, we can’t even see her expression. she may have told leo what happened, but she still always keeps a bit of that distance there. its one of the main things about her that he complains about during requiem

also, tsukasa, ritsu, and izumi all get those close moments with each other, but the only pair that doesn't is leo and izumi who get a similar shot to the one arashi gets

but unlike with arashi, we can see both of their expressions. in starfes they aren’t yet as close as they used to be, but it is the first time izumi calls him “leo-kun” instead of “ou-sama” since their fight (the horror night halloween flashback) + izumi is also beginning to open up to leo about the issues he has with how leo treated him in war era

article of faith is a hugely important knights song bc it’s the first one where leo actually feels like he’s apart of the team and tsukasa is accepted as a teammate by him, but arashi is still distant and izumi and leo still haven’t fully reconnected so im glad the mv shows that

[sinluc]

Lumine/Eula/Zhongli

Fuck/Marry/Cuddle

Fuck/Marry/Cuddle

Diluc lets out a snort, his lips quirking up in an amused half-smile at the crassness of the question. “Quite direct, aren’t we?” He takes a moment to ponder the trio in front of him. “Alright, if I must participate…”

He clears his throat. “I suppose I would… fuck Eula, but only because I feel like it could be a one-time thing. We’re just too dissimilar in our views on many things to get along with each other.” He shifts slightly, a hint of heat rising to his cheeks.

“Cuddling Lumine seems fitting. She looks like she would fit perfectly in my arms, and there’s something comforting about that.” He pauses for a moment, his gaze softening as he thinks of her.

“And as for Zhongli, I’d marry him. I know him well, and we’ve spent quite a bit of time together as partners. Besides, in a marriage, I could do all of the above and more if he also wishes to indulge...” He chuckles softly, shaking his head. “It seems logical, at least.”

[rivermybaby]

ㅤ꒰ 🌒 ── 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 ﹕ com @ghcstlly perto da cozinha. ⊹

Pareceu uma boa ideia me espreitar até a cozinha no meio da madrugada, mas no momento em que pus os pés fora do chalé toda a certeza já tinha se esvaído completamente. Munido com o orgulho e um maldito lapso de coragem, ignorei o pensamento para seguir adiante, mas a ideia só parece cada vez mais estúpida. Está escuro demais para evitar pensar em todas as coisas que podem estar me observando ao meu redor, atentas e cuidadosas, deixando um silêncio intencional preencher o ambiente, exatamente como fazem os predadores que esperam pelo momento certo para atacar. “Ai, meu Jesus Cristinho…”, murmuro sozinho, encarando feito um maluco os cantos escuros que mais parecem servir para camuflar os perigos ao meu redor. Sem nenhum campista para servir de testemunha, imagino que iriam demorar para notar meu sumiço. Caminhando praticamente na ponta do pé, espio por cima do ombro, checando novamente a mesma sombra que suspeito ter se movido enquanto eu não olhava, como se estivesse me seguindo. Não parece muito diferente, mas não dá para descartar a possibilidade. Esbarro em alguma coisa. Alguém. Um indivíduo que, se não havia percebido até então, obviamente acaba de se dar conta da minha presença. Mal dá tempo de analisar o grau de periculosidade do assassino à minha frente, pois minha mão é mais rápida que meus próprios pensamentos ao disparar em direção a cara dele no milissegundo seguinte.

[sheaziehl]

"You work here, right?" Shea asks the blonde, doing her best to look a little helpless, but she can only ever look so innocent. "I need help picking a dress. Trying to impress some clients, but I'm shit at knowing what to look for when it comes to anything a little more formal." She looks the woman over, a smile twitching at the edge of her lips. "And you definitely seem to know your way through a wardrobe," Shea's eyes meet the other's with that ever-present mischievous twinkle, "I wish I could pull of those clothes."

@cynthiastan

[dkniade]

🌌💫🌒

Fan art of @kianamaiart’s characters from I Don’t Want To Be A Magical Girl! (with glasses, ft misc glasses characters & two IDWTBAMG universe fan characters)

I’ve been following this project from the start so it’s been great seeing interactions between the characters and how the fandom is so excited for it. ^^

I tried to draw the cast from memory and, while Miss seems a little different from canon, at least I got the dark hair roots and strands sticking out lol. But details aside they’re all recognizable! Which means they’re lovely designs that are unique from one another✨

Eclipse’s shades are a combination of his usual eye mask and the shades from this artwork, and Hoshi’s glasses are inspired by this one!🌒⭐️

Designs�� (I don’t have a name for her yet but) the pigtails girl’s shapes are a combination of curves pointing downwards and curves pointing upwards. The idea ended up being that she’s on Eclipse and Lady DeVoid’s side so (after reading this post by Kiana about how most of the characters had Aika’s design as the springboard and are designed to complement eachother) I wanted her design to complement those two’s, with some influence from Zira. I like that the strands of hair on her forehead and the shape around them mirror both Zira’s hair and DeVoid’s horns haha. Plus, I was trying to figure out how to design her glasses and they ended up being kind of the inverse of Eclipse’s eye mask, which is very nice. Eclipse and DeVoid seem to be associated with sharp curves and circle shapes; maybe her outfit could be a lot fancier…

As for what her role might be in the story… I dunno, if she works with Eclipse and DeVoid, and Eclipse is all ~theatric and grand~ then maybe she could be like… his assistant… or something? Who knows. Or, I say “observer from afar” so perhaps she actually gets along with Zira well and they’d watch on the sidelines while Aika and Eclipse duke it out…?

Eclipse… Moon… Umbra… man what if I just name the pigtails girl Yueshi (月食, lunar eclipse)(for both the moon motif that Zira and Eclipse have, and the darkness motif that Eclipse and DeVoid have haha)

Shooting star and telescope don’t feel quite right, but with the circular shapes and the lunar eclipse, I could kind of see her having some star trail motifs with her sweater…

I guess Umbra would be the same type of elf (? darkness/concept personified?) as Lady DeVoid but I’m not sure haha. We don’t have much information on DeVoid other than the fact that she is darkness itself and that she lost most of her powers which she can’t remember how to use. Banished by a Star Guardian, revenge, recruiting Eclipse to help spread the darkness particles to destroy the Star Guardian… If she has a similar backstory to MLP:FIM’s Princess Luna then does that mean she was originally Aika’s teammate or something? haha

About Umbra’s hair… (Feel free to correct me for any inaccuracies.) I think from the reference photos I was trying to draw box braids but got so focused on also making the braids look like moon phases that I’m not sure if it’d still be box braids in the end? They seem more like cornrows now, at least for the side ones?

Here are some earlier versions of the OCs! and more rambling about designs

Well, initially I scribbled down Yueshi so I could experiment with values because I was thinking about how light-coloured pants draw the eye too much if the outfit or the top half of the character is darker. (Half way through she ended up looking like a IDWTBAMG character so I tried to match the proportions with Aika’s turnaround.) But I suppose if there’s enough contrast for the upper half (and IDWTBAMG’s stark black design style gives a lot of contrast) then it works out better. I think the combination of making Yueshi’s hair and the top half of her sweater black and the circle shape white worked out okay. Initially she had large round eyes so I tried giving her round glasses too but since she ended up being a fan character in the universe, it was too similar to Aika and Zira.

Umbra’s design kind of popped into my mind today so I tried to scribble it down and experimented with hairstyles. But green and purple are already associated with Zira, and that shade of lavender is more like Eclipse so I guess I’ll fiddle around with her colour scheme more. Maybe there’s not enough of the signature black there, and both could use some more details to match the level of details in the canon designs… (If Yueshi works under DeVoid then she’d probably get a fancy outfit too.) Then again, Umbra is more like Miss in terms of detail so it seems she’d be a background/supporting character or something…🤔

(I can’t seem to escape the puffy sleeves/cone shape silhouette🤔 Gotta diversify. Also, not sure if it’s ‘cause of the project’s style or if I just really love circles in character design haha)

[dipperscavern]

Okay your post about Cregan being a father has got my little heart growing three sizes and I'm even more in love with this fictional man.

I do wonder what your take would be on how he'd react to a partner's interaction with Rickon, his one year old son in the books during the dance.

Your posts are giving me life though the new season is disappointing me. ❤️❤️

Hope you are having a wonderful day!

An in love witchy anon. 🌒🌕🌘

omg stop :(( it could even be something small, like teaching rickon how to make and throw a proper snowball.

you had grown up with siblings in the north — and both hands weren’t enough to count the times you had an all out war the day after fresh snow. walking back indoors afterwards, sitting round the fires’ hearth while recalling with laughter how your brother had slipped on ice, or how you and your sister had managed to sneak up on your eldest sibling. yes — snowball fights were something all northerners looked back on with fond nostalgia.

and with or without siblings, you intended for rickon to learn all about such matters.

i can picture it sooo vividly. you and cregan, freshly married, going about your separate ways during the day — and him stumbling upon quite a sight in the afternoon.

perhaps he wanted to spend the small free time he had with rickon, or you for lunch. perhaps it was just coincidence that brought him upon the courtyard the day after fresh snow.

but here he was; and here you were.

rickon, giggling madly as you shaped the snowball in his small hands. cregan could hear your voice, laced with childlike glee, ordering your sworn shield to remain still. if brought before the gods, cregan would attest to the twitch of the knights lips — to the faint smile upon them.

it is a clumsy throw, brought about with untrained muscles and even less coordination. but your knight remains dutifully still, and it lands upon his lower visage.

cregan feels much like the knight now. a smile wears itself on his lips, and cregan could not tell you when it appeared if his life depended on it. love doesn’t explain itself like that.

he watches just long enough to see rickon tackle you with a fierce hug, and for you to return it without the faintest trace of hesitancy. he’s now aware of his smile when he walks away — and he makes no effort to wipe it from his features.

and when you both tuck rickon into bed later that night (he specifically requested you with his father), as he tells cregan of his day in the snow, you have the faintest blush on your cheeks. that same very smile returns to his lips; it seems intent on not being kept at bay.

you both whisper goodnights to the little lordling as you close the door, and as soon as you do — turning to cregan — his mouth captures yours in a kiss so sweet it reminds you of the pastries stolen from the kitchen by lord & lady stark when sleep can’t be found. you sigh into him, and it somehow makes cregan fall even more hopelessly in love with you.

[lunarmoonanons]

The Queen's Lilies

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Tyrell reader loves her children, her little lilies.

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The queen loved her children, her little lilies. Though her boys balked at the sweet nickname she gave them, no one denied the love she gave her children. Though it was hard for her to see into her older boys' faces due to the fact they looked so much like Maegor. She adored them all the same but to see his face was difficult. She wished they could know their cousins. Though Alyssa seemed to be afraid of her children interacting with the Tyrell woman's children. YN couldn’t blame her, since Maegor had already killed one of her children and YN’s children were a claimant to the throne. 

YN hated that throne. That ugly iron chair. Maegor sat upon it often. Sometimes he would have his oldest son, Aegon ii, upon his knee so that the boy could learn how to rule. Maegor took it upon himself that he should educate his older sons how to act and fight. Yes he would allow them to be doted on by their mother but not so much that it would weaken them. He was insistent that his sons be strong. Well at least his older sons. As he had no interest in his youngest son Laenyx. 

Maegor had taken on three more wives a few years ago, the black brides as they were called. Still intending on having women as his trophies and more children. Yet he never showed them the favor he showed to his tyrell wife. Though his favor was cruel and with strings always attached. He held tightly on his wives, his children, and his captive family. Alyssa and her children were captives, as well as Rhaena and her children. He declared his oldest son, Aegon ii, would inherit the throne ahead of them but he kept them around as leverage. It left a bad taste in YN’s mouth. She had once tried to plead to let Alyssa, her children as well as Rhaena and her daughters live away on Dragonstone. To let them be free from his constant gaze. That was met with harsh actions and a slap. YN learned to keep her mouth shut. 

On a gloomy day as the one she was in; YN found herself hiding in a corner of the castle, away from the gaze of her husband and the court. She couldn’t handle the weary looks of his black brides. She wanted to go to the garden, but couldn’t bring herself to pretend to love that place since her lilies were taken away. The thought and weight of her situation brought tears to her eyes. She brought her index finger to her mouth and bit down on it trying not to cry aloud. 

“My lady?” A gentle voice brought her out of her thoughts. YN turned around to see it was Alyssa Velaryon. The queen mother. 

“My… my queen.” YN whispered and wiped her tears away. 

“You looked rather lonely sitting here all alone.” The older woman said, bringing forth a hand to the younger woman’s shoulder. “Are you alright?” 

“I’m just thinking too much… though my situation is nothing compared to his new wives…” YN whispered and looked down at her hands. 

The forty five year old queen smiled sadly at the woman and lead her away. “Come with me, we’ll spend the moment in the gardens. Fresh air will do you good.”

The two started walking, Alyssa looking upon the younger woman with pity. She started to ask her questions. Trying to gauge her character. The two had never had more than a few sentences between them before now. She didn’t seem to be haughty about her situation as Maegor’s only wife to have given him children. YN seemed shy and pitiful, never saying more than a few words to anyone. She avoided his other wives, not out of snarkiness or spite, but more of uncertainty and fear. 

“You were a child when he took you as bride? A girl of sixteen?” Alyssa asked. 

YN looked down at her hands. “Fifteen, my lady.” She whispered. 

The idea of Maegor taking a child as his fertile bride left a bad taste in Alyssa’s mouth. She knew she was young when she was married off against her will. But this was no ambitious woman as his second wife was, this was a woman who was still a frightened child. Nine children she had with the cruel man. Triplets were her first pregnancy that took a toll on the girl, Alyssa could tell. 

“What do you feel when you think of your children?” Alyssa asked out of the blue. That made YN stop and look uncertainly in her eyes. 

“I would die for them.” YN said with quiet determination. 

“But will you live for them? Will you allow yourself to be healthy? Would you lead them intentionally away from the path of their father? You only have to die once, child. You have to live every day.” Alyssa advised. 

That left YN with no words in her throat. She never thought of that. Her mother had always said it was a mother’s duty to die for their children. Now she was expected to live and guide her children. All of them, not just her youngest. Alyssa could tell that her words left some impact on the twenty four year old woman. She knew with her quiet thoughts and shy nature, Alyssa could tell her something she could tell no one. 

“I must tell you something child.” 

“What is it?”

After a beat Alyssa grabbed the younger woman’s hands and stared deeply in her eyes. “I am leaving the keep soon. I am leaving with some of my children. Though I cannot take all of them I can taken my youngest. I need you to watch after my daughter Rhaena. Will you do this for me?” 

YN stared right back into the woman’s eyes and didn’t know what to say. Leave? Would Maegor allow it? But this woman was looking to her for assurance, knowing YN was too quiet to bring this Maegor. But she also was trusting her with her dear oldest daughter. 

Without saying anything, YN nodded. That made Alyssa smile and kiss her cold cheek. She then walked away from the younger woman. YN thought she should go to the garden. But something in her told her to go to her son’s room. She felt something was wrong and that she needed to see if her twin sons Rhaegar and Malor were alright. As she approached the room she heard raised voices. Her sons were yelling at someone, and the other voice made her blood run cold. Maegor was furious with her sons. From what little she could gather her children were mad at the father for taking on new brides when their mother had done what he wanted. Maegor was mad that his sons were acting weak and not keeping up with their training. YN crept into the room ready to sway the situation with her quiet words. 

But then she saw Maegor raise his hand against her boy, Malor. That made all logic and rational thought leave her body. She grabbed the nearest hard object and brought it down against Maegor’s back neck. She bared her teeth at the man who turned furiously toward her. 

“No!” She yelled and raised her object, which was a heavy candlestick holder, and glared at the man. 

“No? You dare say no?” He asked angrily. 

“You can abuse me. Yell at me. Hurt me in every way you can… But you will Not hurt my children!” YN yelled. That seemed to stop Maegor, He smirked a terrible grin and seemed… aroused at her anger. His quiet wife could raise her voice it seems. 

He grabbed her wrist and gently took the object from her hand. He was scarier when he was gentle. He then leaned down to her, eyes boring into hers. 

“Very well my dear. I will not raise my hands to our children again.” He then brought his lips to her ear. “I expect to have you in my bed tonight.” 

Before she could respond he left the room. YN let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. She turned to her shocked boys and opened her arms to them. They ran into her embrace and tried to comfort their mother. 

“You must be smarter than this, my lilies.” YN scolded. She pulled away and looked at them. “Your father cares not for human life. You are property in his eyes and he will hurt you if you are not careful.”

“We were defending you, mother.” Rhaegar said. 

“I do not need you to defend me. I am your mother. It is my job to protect and defend you.” YN said and rubbed their cheeks with her thumbs. “I love you, my lilies. Always remember that.”

She then kissed their foreheads, calling them her lilies once again. The boys squirmed and tried pushing her off the,. Complaining that they were dragons not babies. 

That night she knew Alyssa would be leaving with her children. So she readied herself for a night with Maegor. She would protect her children.

Her lilies.

[garden-of-bah]

Hello there, Can we please have a Draculaura fictive? Prefer preferably generation one but generation three is okay as well!

Our host has such vivid memories of the Draculaura dig dug game on the Monster High website. This is in no way relevant to the pack I made you but they’re forcing me to add it here so here we are.

Name/s: Draculaura

Age: 1600

Pronouns: she/it/cute

Source: Monster High (Generation 1)

Genders: cutegender girl

Sexuality: bisexual lesbian

CisIDs: pink and black hair, purple eyes, pale skin, fangs, thin, Székely vampire, adopted, wealthy, friend

Mental/physical conditions: auDHD, BPD, bipolar disorder

Other labels: vegan

Faceclaim: @/eyeballaristocrat @/cactusradish

Alter roles: social protector, mood booster

Front triggers: pink and black colour schemes, bats/animals in general, vegetables

Signoffs: -🩷🖤, -🦇🧷

TransIDs: transFeminine

Personality: sweet, energetic, friendly, sensitive, easygoing, emotional, naïve,

Quirks: very easily distracted, still has a habit of gossiping

[moved-to-satoruswaifu]

A SOMEWHAT BASIC F/O & S/I EMOJI ASK GAME because we all need more interactions. Anons are welcome - Specify f/o (if applicable!) Please practice inbox karma if you can ♡

Send me... 📸 for a random screenshot / picture i can gush about.

🔎 for something f/o-related in my room (or something that makes me think about them).

🩷 for a headcanon about f/o.

🩵 for a fact about s/i.

❤️ for a fact about our relationship.

💌 for a snippet of a conersation we had.

🎧 for a song that reminds me of us.

🎁 for a gift f/o has given s/i (or vice versa).

🙆 for something i can't stop thinking about.

🌘 for something i love about f/o.

🌒 for something f/o loves about me.

[transdid]

local transDID girlie found an old savefile with a name it never went by, which could mean nothing 👁

[reallyromealone]

May I request an omega verse where kiribaku adopts omega son pls? thank you!

Adoption

Kirishima x Bakugo w/ child male reader

I gotchu, this took longer than expected ngl

Fluff, baby/toddler reader, male reader, alpha Bakugo, alpha kirishima, Omega reader

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Alpha/Alpha couples were more and more common these days, especially in the hero world "a kid?" Kirishima was curious as Bakugo shrugged "a brat would be nice, we have the space and our agency is thriving.." Bakugo said not making eye contact with his mate who looked at him with so much love "it's like you read my mind~" the Alpha said hugging the other who scoffed "whatever shitty hair"

Days turned to weeks and before they knew it they were at an orphanage where a bunch of kids were running around "welcome! The Kirishima-Bakugo family yes?" The orphanage headmaster asked curiously and the two nodded "yeah that's us!" Kirishima said happily and Bakugo grunted "wonderful, sign the sign in forms and if I could please see ID as confirmation?" The two handed over their IDs and the headmaster scanned them "excellent! Why don't I give you two a tour yes? And then you can meet the children?"

The building was nice, up to date and the children were healthy "so what age range are you looking for? Secondary gender?"

"We were hoping to just click with one and go from there" Bakugo let his mate do the talking as kids looked at them curiously "I see, well let's go to the play area and you can interact with the children"

Walking into the play area, kids were all over the place but one caught Bakugos attention, a small pup grabbed his pant leg "oh hello (name)" the headmaster smiled "he's one of the younger ones, only one and a half" they said and fixed the boys pants "he's a happy little Omega but isn't the most talkative but the other kids don't seem to mind" they explain as (name) raised his little arms to be held by Bakugo who lifted him "what ya want squirt?" He asked the babe who grabbed his nose with a smile.

Kirishima noticed the look in his mates eyes, the connection he instantly developed with the tiny pup who didn't even know he had the number three hero around his tiny little finger.

The three spent the day hanging with the little pup who showed him all the toys he liked to play with, having a red riot toy and a Mickey mouse toy seemingly running or robbing a bakery "very cool bud" kirishima said and (name) beamed at this.

The two made visits at any chance they could as the process started for the adoption, expedited thanks to their hero status and rank, the two already setting up a bedroom for the tyke.

"Yeah it's for you" Bakugo said as he handed the tot a scented Dynamite plush, to help get the little one familiar with their scents as parents which thankfully (name) was incredibly receptive to as he clung to both of them regularly.

"Thanks squirt" Bakugo said as they sat with the little one who handed the blond a toy slice of cake, the three gathered at a toy kitchen and (name) didn't seem to know exactly what he was doing but was having fun none the less "his belongings have been packed, he's ready when you guys are" the two heroes looked elated as kirishima lifted his /son/ high up, the tiny Omega squealing in delight at the action.

It was never easy saying goodbye, the headmaster knew this but they put a strong face as they bud their goodbyes to the tiny pup who mimicked the wave as his little head rested on bakugos shoulder.

They were always worried about (name) getting adopted, male omegas weren't the highest for adoptability not to mention the boy hasn't even developed a quirk yet, sadly many parents didn't want a quirkless child...

(Name) held onto the plush of his dad as he was set down in the apartment, the little Omega inspecting things and waddling around and making little sounds as he sniffed his little nose, clearly happy to be around the two alphas scents-- recognizing that they are his dad's. "Wanna see your room?" Kirishima gently took (name)s tiny hand and led him to his new room, (name) made noises as he looked around and turned to his dads who looked at him fondly "yeah it's yours shorty" Bakugo said, a sense of calm washing over him as they watched the babe look around...before dragging a throw blanket to a corner and ditching it.

The two alphas were confused as little (name) took random soft things and put them in the corner and just stared at it before looking at his dad's happily as if he just did something incredible "is that...?" "A nest? I think so" the two were incredibly proud of their pup and snapped a few pictures of this, kirishima on the verge of tears at how precious it was.

(Name) felt like that last piece of the puzzle as followed his dad's around happily.

They just worried how he would handle all his aunt's and uncles.