#I did make Aki miserable though so. I did win on that front

[emmebearpaw]

That feeling When you haven’t put in the work to make your OC as good as they should be

[kiseki-no-scenarios]

hi hi! can i please have some headcanons/ scenario (sfw/nsfw whatever you feel like doing

Teehee, thanks for giving me free reign on this, anon! This is an idea I’ve been playing around with a lot lately, so I hope you enjoy!

GOM being jealous of their son spending time with wife!Reader

Akashi

Imagine a carbon copy of Akashi Seijuro, and that is his son

You were proud of your son Seiji and all his accomplishments, and he was every bit the perfectionist that his father was

In addition to being an excellent student and basketball player, Seiji was also an amazing son who cared about his mother deeply

So much so that father and son often got into debates and arguments over who was taking up too much of your time

You really thought that they were being childish, but little did you know that sometimes, it was like war was going down in the Akashi household

“I’ll cancel my business trip and stay with you, _____.”

“Seijuro, you can’t do that!” You replied, hiding your cough with your elbow as Akashi drew up the blankets around you, eyebrows furrowing in worry. “We’ve talked about this and how important it is for you to go. Besides, Seiji will be here, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

“That’s right, father.” You watch as your son, Seiji, a carbon copy of his father with his crimson hair and piercing red eyes walks up to you, taking a seat by your side as he sets a bowl of tofu soup in front of you. “Go worry about your business. I will take care of mother in your absence.”

You were too focused on the delicious aroma of the hot and freshly cooked tofu soup that you weren’t aware of the sparks that flew between the gazes of father and son.

Midorima

Midorima’s son, Shohei, is more open about his feelings than Midorima is

I can see him being the polar opposite of Midorima when it comes to Oha Asa, he thinks it’s a ridiculous thing to believe in which Midorima is all like GASP

Lives to tease his father and make his life miserable, and is probably best friends with Takao-the two of them often team up together to make Midorima suffer and play pranks on carrot-kun

Is always very open to giving you compliments and telling you how much he loves the food you cook, etc.

Then behind your back your son will stick out his tongue at Midorima

“Honestly, Shin, I’m not sure what you’re so worried about.” You say, rolling your eyes. “Shohei’s at that stage where he likes spending time with his mom, and personally I love it!”

“…He’s doing it to get on my nerves.” Midorima huffs, squeezing his arms around you tighter as the two of you laid in bed together.

“Shin.” You scold Midorima gently. “He’s only in middle school, he’s still a baby!”

Midorima was about to reply, but was cut off by a soft knock at the door. “Mom?”

“Shohei!” Worried, you jump out of bed immediately, opening the door to see your son, biting his lip and looking up at you with puppy dog eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“The thunder, it’s loud…”

“Aww, I guess it’s okay if you wanna sleep with us tonight.” Leading your son over to the bed, you busy yourself with finding another set of pillows and blankets, completely missing the death glare that MIdorima sends to your son, while Shohei only smiles innocently.

Kise

Another one who is a carbon copy of his father

Following in his father’s footsteps, Riki is trying to get scouted as a model-so the first time that he attends a photoshoot and is featured in a magazine, you’re wanting to be a supportive mom

You praise Riki for the awesome job that he’s doing, and he uses this as ammunition to tease his father

Kise is as attention loving as ever, so he whines and complains whenever he sees that Riki is stealing your attention, and doesn’t go easy on him even though he’s his kid

After you left the room, Riki turned and smiled triumphantly at his father. “Mom thinks I look cool!! You’re getting old, dad!”

“How dare you speak to your dad that way!” Kise faked-sobbed, wiping at his eyes before his gaze narrowed and his eyes grew dark in its intensity. “Rikicchi, you’re 10 years too soon to think you could win over me!!”

“Yeah, because I’m young and better looking.”

“_____-cchi!! Listen to all the mean things our son is saying about me!!” ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚

Aomine

His son is as much of a prodigy at basketball as his father is

Imagine that his son is a copy of middle-school Aomine before all the angst happened

Aomine’s been watching his son’s progress with pride, but soon his son starts getting arrogant and begins to challenge his father to competitions

Aomine’s too lazy to care much about it until he sees that you’re starting to praise Daisuke and giving him all your attention

Which irritates him and makes him take things seriously and want to show his son exactly who he’s messing with

Aomine cuffs the back of his son’s head lightly, ignoring the annoyed “Ow!” erupting from the shorter, dark-haired male.

“Oi, you better not start thinking that you’ve got your old man beat, ‘Suke.” Aomine warns, spinning the basketball in his hand.

“All you do is laze around!” Daisuke shot back, knocking the ball out of Aomine’s hand. “Let’s see if you can keep up with me, old man!”

“Oh, you’re on.” Aomine smirked, dropping into his stance. “The only one that can beat me, is-“

“Daiki, that line stopped being cool ages ago!”

“Oi, ______! I’m tryin’ teach our son a thing or two!”

Murasakibara

A big momma’s boy, loves hanging out with his mom and learning to bake

Definitely has an appetite that rivals his father’s, although for the most part the two of them get along pretty well because of their similar personalities

Murasakibara isn’t very jealous cause most times he doesn’t feel the energy to need to be jealous, but he starts to get pouty when you end up spending all of your free time with your son instead of him

His son is tall, but Murasakibara is still taller so he uses that to his advantage whenever he wants to hound you for your undivided attention.

“_____-chin.” Murasakibara’s got his hands wrapped around you from behind, his chin settled on your head as you try to clean up the mess in the kitchen.

“Atsushi, I can’t get anything done if you keep holding me like that!”

“Make Aki-chin do it.” Murasakibara stated stubbornly, glaring at his purple-haired son. “You should rest and eat snacks with me…”

“Mom…” You were weak to Akira’s puppy dog eyes as he tugged at your shirt. Even though his height was soon to surpass yours, you couldn’t see him as anything other than the adorable baby boy you brought into the world.

“Later, Atsushi. Akira and I have to finish cleaning up the kitchen, okay?” You turned your head and kissed Murasakibara’s cheek, hoping to soothe his impatience.

“Mmm…” Atsushi frowned, shooting his son an unhappy glare as Akira smirked behind your turned back, sticking out his tongue at his father.

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