#haajee.♡

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a/n: i'm gonna lie and say this is an x reader but we all know it's selfship hell cw: fem!Reader, fluff, poly relationship in the making, heavily canon divergent, semi unrequited love, from Baji's POV mostly, unedited word count: 1.1k ──────────────────

Baji squeezed the handle of his bike.

Feeling the stiff cold plastic grip relax under what little warmth his hands were giving off. Underdressed with his blood pumping a million miles a minute. He would freeze to death out here. If he didn't keep looking over to see you smiling behind the helmet on the bike next to him.

That smile. It caused an eruption in his chest. Warming him even in the early hours of the morning. The sun hadn't even risen yet. And somehow Baji felt more awake than ever.

Then his eye caught Hanma in front of you. Gesturing something to him and Baji followed his motions. Pointing at a curve in the single lane road up ahead. His senior only by a year, Baji nodded obediently and followed his lead.

Curves of the mountain all three of you were ascending caused a narrowing in the road. Meant solely for foot traffic. It didn't deter the two motorists from riding their bikes up the beaten pathway. Preventing anyone from having to walk as the three of you made it to the top to see the sunrise.

Caught up in staring ahead. Baji's own helmet hanging loosely around his neck. Still something stirred a smile in him when he saw the two of you suited up and protective gear in place. Why it made him laugh Baji had no idea. But as he sped up a little to bring his bike along side Hanma's. It was then that he caught your eye once more.

Like a rock skipped across a pond. Baji felt his heart thump in his chest. Eyes catching yours. His toothy grin blossoming on his face. For a second he forgot how dangerous riding these roads at night were. All in favor of seeing you in the dim light of the moon.

"Baji!" You hollered, muffled behind your helmet.

Torn from his goofy grin, Baji was jerked back to reality when you gave notice to the cliff edge he was getting too close to. Scrambling to right his front wheel. It was a close call that caused Hanma to snicker.

"Man you're gonna die on a morning bike ride?" Hanma hummed merrily behind his helmet as the dull rumble of the motorbikes diminished the second the three of you reached the plateau, "Can't believe we were in Valhalla together and you can't even ride."

"Be nice Shuji." You sock him between the shoulder blades when you both come to a stop, "Like you haven't crashed."

Your banter between the two of you caused Baji's cheeks to burn. Favoring the fact it was nippy as could be out here and his cheeks were already dusted with freezing redness. Still he looked away with his lips pursed as he came to a rolling stop next to Hanma's bike, "Shut up, it's hard to see at night is all."

Hanma pulled off his helmet looking over at his friend smiling with the tell tale look he knew Baji was trying to catch your eye, "Quit looking at the full moon yeah?"

Incriminating as that was Baji huffed and parked his bike as the both of you chuckled at him.

"C'mon ladies," You whisked between their two bikes towards the viewing area, "Gonna keep twisting your panties around or are we gonna watch a sun rise?"

Baji swapped a look with Hanma that proceeded with them fast walking after you. In an attempt to who would get to you first. Hanma won after all. Claiming his victory with an arm slung over your shoulder and Baji glaring at him and stuffing his hands in his pockets.

Silence settling over the three of you as you made it the rest of the way on foot to the viewing area.

With every flicker of light and life laid out under him. Baji had seen his fair share of sunrises at this exact spot. But finally this was the first time he'd been up here with the two of you after graduation.

On the furthest horizon the crack of light was fighting to overpower the moon. And in an unbelievable moment Baji felt a sense of warmth tingle through his bones.

"...I did it."

"Huh?" Hanma and you echoed one another. Tossing a set of looks over at the dark haired man.

Baji still looking out at the rest of the city. Reflection of the encroaching sun and the full moon bathing his complexion in contrasting warm and cool tones. He couldn't help his fangs peeking out as his smirk turned into a full blown grin.

"I finally graduated." Baji spoke quietly, "I made it."

Neither of you had the heart to break it to him that graduation was really such a small stepping stone. But for someone who was held back a year and almost died. The sentiment was certainly there.

Slipping out from under Hanma's arm. You took your hand out of your pocket only to reach over and slip it into Baji's. Squeezing his hand in the warmth of his own pocket. Making him look over at you to find you smiling sweetly at him.

"Congrats by the way," You said.

"Yeah man," Hanma reappeared on his other side. Opposite of you. Slinging his arm around Baji's shoulder and pulling him slightly into his side like he'd done with you previously, "Pretty impressive for someone who can't spell."

"Shuji shut up," You snapped with a persistent smile on your lips, "Don't ruin his moment jackass your grades were just as bad when we graduated."

The two of you went back and forth like that. Baji feeling you squeeze his hand inside his own pocket. And Hanma jostle him around a little when he'd tug him towards his chest. Baji once more feeling the heat on his cheeks. Thankful it was so cold outside to hide it.

"Shush-" You finally flailed your free hand at Hanma. Quieting him down as you pointed out at the horizon, "You're gonna ruin something nice with that big mouth of yours."

He wouldn't have ruined it. Not at least for Baji. But as the three of you fell quiet. All eyes turned towards the creeping sun.

Where cold blues and dark shadows blanketed everything. Those colors were slowly peeled away. Sunlight dripping into the new day with easy. Rising for a new day to be seen, lived and heard. Baji saw his breath as he exhaled slowly. Savoring the moment he felt both sides of his body warm as well as the warmth of his face cascading down from the sun.

Here the three of you were. Swallowed in the light of the new day. Staring at it would be dangerous. And yet all Baji could think to do was hold onto to this moment. Dangerously close to falling in love with the both of you. ──────────────────

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thank you for the tag @mrskenmakozume ♡ can't not do haajee.♡ heh

1. who in your self ship tells the waiter your order was wrong? me, for both of them 🙄 But sometimes on a rare occasion Hanma does it for me. Baji on the other hand never says anything and expects one of us to say something

2. who makes the coffee in the morning? weekdays, Hanma and Baji get up around the same time so either of them make the coffee. Weekends though I always get up first and make sure there's coffee for both my boys

3. there’s a giant spider in the room, who gets rid of it? ANYONE THAT ISN'T ME. I AIN'T TOUCHING IT AND I WILL SCREAM ABOUT IT UNTIL ONE OF THEM GETS IT

4. who pushes the cart and who grabs the items at the grocery store? I'm the cart pusher/bulldozer in the store and Baji 'n Hanma are my big gremlins that go grab stuff on the list (if I don't go with them Hanma pushes and Baji gets to do all the back and forth)

5. who plans the vacation and who goes with the flow? I plan most the things bc I'm the one who does the finances. But when I'm tired of being the one in control (aka my mini meltdowns heh) then Baji normally plans vacations with Hanma's input

tagging (if you wanna) @rae-ryuuguji-sano @lucynnamonroll @kokonoihell @haitanicore @divine-dogs-cafe anyone else!

random self ship questions ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

i love self ships and wanna get to know yours better :>

1. who in your self ship tells the waiter your order was wrong?

2. who makes the coffee in the morning?

3. there’s a giant spider in the room, who gets rid of it?

4. who pushes the cart and who grabs the items at the grocery store?

5. who plans the vacation and who goes with the flow?

me and shoyo’s answers under the cut

no pressure tags: @sweetsbysatori @sabyss @lunaevangeline @ohtobiors @horror-ho3 and anyone else who’d like to join!!

1. i definitely am the one telling the waiter our orders are wrong, shoyo is way toooo nice to say anything to someone.

2. shoyo doesn’t drink coffee but early on in our relationship he learned how i like it and will make it for me every morning :,) or just bring me a monster lol

3. oh my gosh shoyo gets rid of the spiders fs! i can’t handle bugs at all. he doesn’t like to kill them though so he tries his best to get them out in a humane way.

4. most often sho pushes the cart i grab the items but we often switch off depending on the section. he’s better at telling which fruit and veggies are ripe to pick!!

5. shoyo plans vacations way better than i can! i’m very much so go with the flow and allow him to choose what he thinks would be most exciting—he knows what i would like better than i do most of the time!

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a/n: i've written something similar but i'm soft for baji/hanma interactions so eh cw: haajee selfship, baji's pov mostly, rare pair (baji/hanma), hurt/comfort, angst to fluff, unedited word count: 3k

Rolling his pencil between his thumb and forefinger, Baji stopped to push the bits of eraser around on his desk. Piling them up once more for a second. Before stabbing the nearly gone eraser end of his pencil into the pile of shavings and dispersing them all over. He was getting nowhere on his homework.

Frankly though he couldn't care any less about school or anything else right now.

Jolted by the racking of knuckles on his door. He scrambled to cover his homework out of reflex. Nothing incriminating except maybe the fact he wasn’t doing his homework. Still he awkwardly cleared his throat one more time than he needed to as he tried to let his mom know she could come in.

“Keisuke....” Familiar softness of his mother’s voice as she peaked her head around the barely opened door, “...you’ve been in here a while honey.”

“Doing homework mom.” Baji mumbled into his arm as he leaned most of his upper body into his desk. Untouched papers strewn all over his workspace. None of them had more than his name on them. No answered filled or notes revised. They were the exact same when she stopped by to check on him a few hours ago. Baji saw his mother look glance at the work on his desk. Forcing him to quickly gather it and put it under himself as he leaned into the desk, “Just homework.”

“Well...” She tried a small smile, “I’m glad you’re focusing. You have a guest though.”

“A guest?” 

His eyes lit up in a way she hadn’t seen in a while. Unsure why though but his mother had an inclination why. So it crushed her a little when she elaborated on his unknown caller, “He’s outside....Keisuke that young man is smoking, you had better not be giving him any money or hiding things from me.”

The very second she said they were smoking, Baji’s stomach fell through a thousand floors to smack at the very ground sour and unsettled. His nose crinkled up and he turned away from his mother back to his desk, “I’m not smoking mom. And I didn’t give anyone any money.”

Pensive she opened the door a little more to step into her son’s room, “Well that I’m glad to hear. But he knew your name and the name of your little girlfriend you’d been seeing so-”

“She wasn’t my girlfriend mom!” 

“Ok ok ok-” She put her hands up in a loose gesture of defeat, “Girlfriend or not- I know he’s the young man I saw with you guys a few weeks back right? He said he wanted to drop by and say hi.”

Baji still bent over his desk with his back to the door wasn’t stirred by his mother’s narrative. In fact now if possible he seemed in a worse mood than he had been in all week. Her gut saying one thing. And her son saying another. Baji’s mom finally sighed as she came up and laid a hand on her son’s back.

“Keisuke I know somethings going on.” She felt his shoulders tense under her palm as he very clearly wasn’t paying attention to the English homework he was pretending to do, “I won’t pry but- Maybe from this old lady and the little more life experience I have, you should at least go greet him. It’s the proper thing to do Keisuke.”

“It’s the proper thing to do.” Baji with his snottiest tone mimicked what his mother just said. The pit in his stomach sank though. He didn’t mean to turn it on his mom. That was something he never wanted. So when her touch disappeared from his back Baji sighed and pushed away from this desk. Knowing what he had to do at least to make his mom happy.

And to no one’s surprise the second he opened the door Baji was looking up at Shuji still looming outside the door. This time a spent cigarette bud pinched between his fingers. And no grin on his face the second their eyes met.

“Aye there’s pretty dress up boy,” Shuji’s grin returned to his face. Now it looked more like the dude Baji had the misfortune of re-meeting a few weeks ago when he went with you to be the first to greet him after his prison release. Shuji tipped his head to the side holding his arms out, “What, no hug?”

“Do you boys want something to drink? A snack?” Baji’s mom of course offered from the hallway as she peaked past her son still holding the door open and not moving a muscle.

“Actually, Ms. Baji. I was wondering if Keisuke was free for a ride this afternoon.” Shuji politely informed the woman.

“Like hell I’m going anywhere with you.” Baji scowled, shaking his head and began shutting the door in his face.

Shuji stuck his boot in the door before Baji was able to shut it entirely. Cocky grin on his thin face as the curve of his cheek showed off that one dimple he had. Gold eyes down on Baji nothing short of an arrogant predator feeling like it was toying with it’s next meal. Before he could shove him out of the doorway the taller man spoke up, “Y/n was gonna come but....I told her we’d meet her there, Keisuke.”

Hearing your name caused the very obvious rigidity to Baji’s body. His already pale face sallow and colorless as a sheet. No mistaking what Shuji said. As he did not stutter your name even in the slightest.

“Oh who sweet.” His mom popped off from behind, “Keisuke’s been cooped up in his room so much...go on son, I’ll make sure to keep dinner warm for you.”

“Mom I-” Baji felt that numbness coming up around his heart again. He didn’t understand it and he didn’t like it. And hearing your name and seeing Shuji’s grin made it all that much worse. Staying in his room was the only thing that didn’t make this feeling worse.

“C’mon now.” Shuji winked as he tucked his cigarette butt back into the pack he still had half full of, “Wouldn’t want to disappoint your girlfriend now, would you?”

Ears tipped with red. Baji felt the scrunch to his forehead and nose with the deep glare coming onto his face. But there was no leaving it alone after that. Even making it feel like his mom was pushing him out. Suddenly he felt like there was nothing to do but go with Shuji even if he just wanted to lock himself back in his room.

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If it wasn’t bad enough that it felt like his own mom was plotting against him. When Baji came down to his bike to realize the gas tank was empty. After not touching it for over a week and ignoring even texts from Chifuyu as well as you. He hadn’t thought once about how he left it empty the last time he rode it. 

And before he could use this as an excuse. Or even go up to ask him mom for some cash. Shuji was patting the back of his bike. Leopard print seat nothing short of inviting when the sly man’s grin stayed even with his offer for him to ride along.

“....not like I bite or anything,” Shuji smiled, “I owe you one, for carting around y/n the entire time I was in prison.”

Each time Shuji brought you up Baji felt icky. Thinking about you never made him feel this way. Since that day you visited him in the hospital Baji felt nothing short of excited to think of you. Now though each time you came up, he couldn’t get the ugly smirk of Shuji’s out of his head. 

If this is what all the love triangles in those mangas he borrowed from Chifuyu felt like, Baji was certain he never wanted to feel love ever again.

“Fine.” Baji finally caved. Throwing his leg over the back of Shuji’s back. Disgruntled but quiet about having to bum a ride off the one person he thought he was competing with. Honestly at this point he just wanted to skip ahead to the fight that all those stupid mangas had. Some big blow out then a happy ending. That sounded more like what he could do.

Not even aware of where he was taking him. As they whisked down a back alley at illegal speeds as well through illegal areas. Baji realized he could have been lied to. He had read a manga before where the main love interest was almost killed by a jealous love. And as Baji stared at the back of Shuji’s helmet and he held on best he could with touching him minimally. He had to wonder what role he really was playing if this was a love triangle?

Would it play out like his books? The way Chifuyu always explained that one series he’d read five hundred times. Baji would come out on top right? Then again, this was the dude Draken called a zombie. Baji was by no means intimidated by Draken but if this dude made him break a sweat. It left him wondering if maybe the writing to this story wasn’t in his favor. What if Shuji wasn’t just simply taking him to a back alley to beat the shit out of him. But really was taking him to you just so you could pick which one of them you loved...

“Awfully quiet back there for a man who’s forgotten how to text.” Shuji’s voice surprised Baji. Making him look up from his lap and realizing they were at a stand still at a light. Their eyes met as Shuji was already looking back at him with a side glance, “Cats got your tongue there Baji?”

“Where are we going” Baji ignored him completely. Kicking off the pavement as Shuji did when the light turned green.

“You’ll see.” Shuji answered nonchalantly. 

Slow as they were going, the rumble of his bike’s engine wasn’t making it impossible for them to talk. Baji didn’t like the idea but if he was going to be rejected in broad daylight in some grand way he’d like a heads up if possible, “...Why didn’t y/n come see me?”

Shuji rolled to a stop at a four way. Surprisingly cautious of road laws as Baji glared at the back of his head, “Because she doesn’t know I came and got you.”

Bingo. Baji knew this was a set up for a fight. Sure he’d been cooped up in his room a few days but that wasn’t going to stop him from knocking in this monster’s teeth if it came down to it. 

“I wanted to surprise her.” Shuji continued as the engine rumbled quietly along the edge of the park he’d been looking for a parking place. And when he finally found it Shuji kicked his stand out and pulled his helmet off before turning back around to his glaring little friend, “She misses you.”

That was the first time Baji’s heart stopped. Those words didn’t make sense. And he was certain Shuji meant them as a mockingly as possible. Before he could retaliate against such bullshit. Baji’s heart stopped again when his eyes landed on you coming down the steps of the park.

“Shuji where the hell have you been I-” Your words stopped in their tracks. Baji’s brown eyes meeting your own as he held his loaned helmet in his lap still on the back of Shuji’s bike. He couldn’t move but was glad to see you could, “Keisuke!”

While his heart stalled in his chest. Baji felt your arms wrap around him. Unsure of how you even closed the gap between you both so fast. But he didn’t care to ask. That numbness he felt since going with you to see Shuji released vanished. Almost returning to the same feeling he felt in the hospital bed when you grabbed his hand and smiled. Now you were grabbing all of him. Hugging him as tight to your body as humanly possible. All while Shuji stood off to he side picking another cigarette out of it’s carton.

“You-” You held onto both his shoulders pulling away just to see his face, “You’re here!? My texts- Were they not going through? Your mom said you were out- I stopped by a few times I- I’m so glad to see you!”

“You’re- You’re happy to see me?” Baji parroted the last part utterly struck with confusion.

For once the scowl wasn’t on his face. Instead making it’s home on your lovely familiar features that Baji couldn’t look away even if he tried. 

“Happy? Keisuke I’ve been so worried. I thought I did something wrong- Or said something- I kept telling Shuji I needed to check up on you and-”

“And he came and got me.” Baji felt foolish. Dumb in fact. Dumber than any of his homework could make him feel. He felt the weirdest flutter in his normal sour stomach. It mixed in a weird way that made his heart beat faster but at the same time he wanted to throw up. Leaving him unaware when Shuji came over and slung his arm over Baji’s shoulder like they were buds.

“Drug this nerd out from his homework for some fresh air,” Shuji winked down at Baji who was staring up at him awestruck if anything, “Thought my favorite people shouldn’t be standing each other up.”

“Shuji shut up.” You grinned, slugging him in the shoulder only to turn towards Baji and give him a sheepish grin, “I- I have stuff for snacks, are you- are you hungry by any chance? We could eat down by that tree we liked and then show Shuji the trick at the arcade. That is...if you’re alright with that?”

Baji couldn’t believe he wanted to cry. Right here in broad daylight of all things. All he could do was stiffen up with Shuji’s arm still slung over him and give a quick nod, “Y-Yes. I’m- I’m very alright with that.”

“Good!” Your face lit up like he’d seen it do a million times but never ceased to make him warm and fuzzy inside, “Let me snag my stuff it’s on the other side of the park. I’ll be right back!”

You were gone, only momentarily. And Shuji unslung his arm from Baji’s shoulder as he took a drag on his cigarette. With you out of ear shot. He couldn’t stop from blurting out his question.

“I- I thought we were going to fight-” Baji looked around feeling a little insane for saying that out loud.

Shuji’s brow arced up and he exhaled the plume of smoke in the opposite direction, “Do you wanna fight?”

Baji felt the color return to his face and looked down as he balled his fists to his side, “No- Not exactly- No I don’t want to fight you but I’ve read enough shoujo to-”

“Wait! Wait wait wait!” Shuji choked on his smoke waving it away trying to laugh  as he coughed, “Wait- You thought this- Was some shitty romance manga?”

Color creeping from his ears to his entire face now. Baji looked down at his feet wishing he could hide in his hair, “I- You and me- After you got released is all-”

“Man did you think this was some dopey love triangle?” Shuji puffed on his smoke, “You and I were going to fight and y/n would pick the winner to marry on the spot.” Baji’s silence was enough of an answer. Shuji continued to laugh even as he cleared his lungs and put out his smoke. Tucking it away next to the one he already smoked in it’s carton. Laughing the entire time before he slung his arm back over Baji just as you came over the crest of the little hill in the park, “If this was some shit shoujo manga I wouldn’t find you as interesting as I do.”

“W-What?” Baji looked up at him.

The profile of his smirk Baji suddenly felt the oddity of his beating heart in his chest. It was almost like that of when he looked at you. But it felt different. Something he didn’t know beforehand. His staring was obvious and Shuji took notice as he finally looked over at his new found friend slung under his arm, “I wanna get to know you. So no more being cooped up in your room, yeah?”

Utterly unsure if he followed Baji was still confused if they were going to fight or not in the first place but it seemed unlikely as you were coming back to them, “Y-Yeah but-”

“But nothing,” Shuji tugged him closer to his body as Baji smelled the familiarity of his cigarette on his jacket, “You have one of those dumb mangas where the love triangle gets together?”

“Together? Like...romantically....I don’t think so....”

“Good.” Shuji beamed down at him just as you came back with your things, “Then lets pretend you have see where this all goes shall we? Seems like a better book than any of the ones you’ve been reading.”

“What are you guys talking about?” You asked just as you caught the tail end of Shuji’s words.

Baji looked to you, then back up at Shuji. Realizing that numb feeling was gone. He’d fought it this entire time and getting rid of it was just, this simple. Shuji smiled as he kicked his stand up and gestured like he was ready to go to his wonderful lunch spot you’d mentioned. And you were smiling as Baji felt the release of thousands if not tens of thousands of butterflies all at once in his stomach. The butterflies for you felt so similar to the odd ones for Shuji. Baji couldn’t tell the difference and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to know if they were different.

“Books.” Baji finally answered as he offered to carry your back pack. The same one he’d slung over his shoulder a million times. He looked at you and then to Shuji on the other side of him feeling his stomach buzz about with butterflies, “We were- talking about books is all.”

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a #haajee.♡ kinda summer | do not reblog

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Hannah I hope you don't mind me jumping on this not bc I have baby fever or anything >.>

Putting it under the cute though cuz it's gonna get long whoops

The only thing I win on any of my kids is giving them blue eyes and dimples, this is genetically proven with my own lol

#haajee.♡ aka Hanma/Baji polycue

Hanma's son if the first born and he's a pretty 50/50 mix of the two of us. He gets my dimples and blue eyes but really masters his father unenthused look so he always looks just like a mini version. Especially with fresh hair cuts he looks just like Hanma. Picky fucking eater and a daddy's boy. I'm third best in fact if Hanma or Baji aren't around Baji's son is the second born and I did not win a lot of genetics with that one. Blue eyes and dimples are about it. Mini Baji in the making but a momma's boy to his core. He lets his brother talk him into way too much shit and there's an on going joke that they're twins who just missed each other by a few months in my uterus

Kazutora has a little boy I just know we name Kei. The most stubborn shy child you will ever meet. He likes to line his stuffed animals up to play, says he's like dad at the pet shop. He's an quiet momma's boy but looks for Tora anytime he goes to work. His favorite thing is a dog toy that went on clearance at the pet shop that didn't sell for shit but latched onto it at like 18 months and has never let go of it. Can barely wash the thing it's disgusting. Tora's the only one brave enough to sleep with it near him it's legit a biohazard

Pls this pic crew is making me question it all. Thank you for tagging me @rosenkow 🤍

✩ Shoyo and I have a boy who's the absolute happiest little sunshine man to ever grace the world. He's all smiles and giggles, and everyone he meets is completely defeated by the overload of cuteness. Not shy at all. One of those babies who always wants to be naked.

✩ Makki and I have a girl who's very independent. I firmly believe that Makki is destined to be the only man in the family no matter how many children we have. She will only sit still in one person's arms and that's her godfather Mattsun. Not very fussy or noisy otherwise. Loves string cheese to my dismay.

✩ Reigen and I have a girl who gets my hair color. She absolutely cannot stand it when I pick on her dad. Likes to yank my hair. Freakishly smart for a baby. For some reason, all of our spoons have been getting bent ever since she arrived...

Np tagging: @jozhenji @gg9183 @peachysamu @heichoe @giogama08 @antique-remains + anyone of my other moots who want to headcanon their fictional babies (idk who likes kids or not....)

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In honor of Mother's Day tomorrow, what would Hanma and Baji do? Would they both remember when it was? Would there be a little something special in the bedroom that night?? I must know 🤔

Do I want to be left alone on mother's day? Yes. Do any of them fucking listen? No 😐

sfw wise- they both buy into the consumerism of it all. Baji and Hanma will both bitch about every other holiday being a cooperate scam but on Mother's day I'm waking up to flowers I have to put outside bc the cats eat them, hinky DIY crafts they bought off eBay to do with the kids that only partially worked and so much candy and perfume that it honestly restocks my perfume collection for the entire year.

Mother's day is about the only day of the year Baji attempts anything in the kitchen which is scary itself. Breakfast in bed, which should consist of normal breakfast foods, somehow morphed into ramen, toast with sprinkles on it (the kids doing), some weird smoothie I won't ask what's in it and so many unwrapped individual candies. Which of course they all pile into bed and eat with me. Benefit of this Hanma does always change the sheets on mother's day bc the kids + their fathers + all the pets do not make for a relaxing breakfast in bed experience

over all though they are particularly thoughtful and it's pretty cute to see two grown men and two mini versions of themselves trying to out do themselves yearly

nsfw wise-

alright this might be my favorite part of mother's day.

it's probably one of the few times a year (aside from maybe my birthday) that I let both of them top (since I pretty much baby Baji 99% of the time in the bedroom and Hanma's such a switch) This is where those nice clean sheets Hanma put on the morning of after the breakfast mess really get me going

I don't have to lift a finger. Suuuuch a lazy pillow princess on Mother's day and I eat it all up. Honestly so do the both of them

probably one of the few times I let them kinda dom me and Baji and Hanma get real excited to smash me between the two of them. Hanma's almost exclusively on the bottom and Baji's behind me. Not gonna lie...some nice double penetration might happen on mother's day where I get to be a fucked dumb princess who doesn't have to move a muscle as I should be

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@/lucynnamonroll has given me the worst wedding brain rot so uh, here's where that lead me. Down that rabbit hole again.

I'm a spring baby and both them are fall babies so our compromise would be late spring/early summer to have our wedding

They're both big babies so it can't be cold outside anyways so probably the month of May or June

Hanma and Baji bring the dark colors and I bring the light and pastel colors

Less of a traditional wedding in the sense paperwork won't be done or a person to administer vows and such but we have a hand binding ceremony with a more earthy celtic/pagan feel to it

It was this close to a shoeless wedding but compromise is Hanma wears Converses with his suit, Baji wears sneakers that are at least not annoying to look at and I wear very comfortable flats

They both really fell in love with roses as a theme and I can't complain because they're one of my favorite flowers

Baji and Hanma are so handsome in their color coordinated suits; Baji wears a blue suit with a red tie. Hanma wears a red suit with a blue tie. And they insist I have a pretty floor length white dress just because they get too excited about it all

If the boobs pop up all the better they agreed on that

We don't get rings but certainly go and have a tattoo appointment set up for after the wedding the same week to get our bands tattooed on our ring fingers

Yes Baji and Hanma smash cake in each other's face. Yes I probably made the wedding cake by hand but at least they just smashed their own slices and not the entire cake

It isn't a huge event and Baji didn't want all of Toman there which he asked them to respect

Guests would range from our closest families of course, to just the founding group of Toman + Chifuyu

Kazutora is actually Hanma's best man and Chifuyu is Baji's best man

The only thing Baji asked Mitsuya to do was embroider our last name on the suits so that they could be heirlooms for our future kids - purely on the fact Baji didn't want his friend working on his wedding day and wanted Mitsuya to enjoy it as his friend and not a client/working relationship

Both men do end up taking my name. Hanma simply didn't care, Baji thought about hyphenating it but then thought about the horror of spelling it and just opted to stick with my four letter last name because it "seemed easier" smh

Even a small wedding for three people isn't exactly small so there's a lot of enjoying everyone's company with food brought by everyone and a few things we made special (like the wedding cake); there's a lot of food, good drinks and honestly we all end up too tired and full to "consummate" the marriage the night of

Of course Baji and Hanma both agree that's what we have a honeymoon for to make up for that 🙄

We spend the night of our wedding in a big knot on the bed, laying in each other's lap in our hotel room laughing at pictures of our wedding, of past anniversaries and just silly pictures in general

Nothing is extravagant to the point it's over the top but Hanma and Baji are proud of the way it turned out. Even prouder to have finally had a party with their loved one to celebrate us all

Needless to say both men fall asleep long before I'm tired enough to join them but they're awfully cute in their underwear and dress shirts sleeping together on the bed

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Its meeeeeeeeeeee 😁 Here with a ? that I don't think I've asked yet lol

Ahem- How does Baji and Hanma go about Lucas's first bday party where friends are invited. It's not just family anymore. But an actual bday party with other people and other kids. Are they stressed? Going with the flow? Hoping it all just kind of comes together? Totally on top of it?

And are they crying at their child's first friend bday party? Are you crying?

Haajee ♡

I was writing Wakasa smut and you interrupted me with actual thinking 😐

Though it's a full household, it's not like a big family? If that makes sense. Like we don't associate with a lot of extended family. It's basically always my mom and grandma and then Baji's mom. Hanma is severely low contact to no contact with his family. And he certainly really doesn't let them get to indulge in grandkids (if his parents are even in the picture tbh) So the birthday party thing once we have kids is pretty intimate for the most part.

First birthday for Lucas it's only family. As is Ren's first birthday. And probably the following second birthday for them too doesn't involve friends either bc the boys are just that close knit that they wouldn't really notice or care if other kids were there. So we make it to Lucas's third birthday before having to throw an actual official kid's party where other's are invited.

I am stressed. I am the stress monkey. I'm the one trying to make everything perfect. Look perfect. Taste perfect. No meltdowns. No tantrums. I'm the one pulling my hair out dreading and freaking and running on fumes until it's over.

Baji or Hanma aren't as stress driven as I am. They aren't useless though they at least let me be as neurotic as I am while doing what they can to pick up the slack. Baji really likes decorating whatever the theme is. Hanma puts the gift bags/party favors together for the other kids and his own. Baji is aloud to cut wrapping paper but Hanma is the only one allowed to wrap and tape things. I am the only one cooking and baking though. We do successfully get a fairly presentable party together. It's very obvious low budget but it's still enough to wow a three yr old

The day of the actual party I am too wound up making things go on time to be emotional. And to be fair I'm not an overly emotional person (I cry later that week or six months when I see pictures again at random) Baji is pretty much on kid duty. As a giant child he speaks their language and avoids adult duties by being on kid watch. Fair trade I'll give him that I don't wanna entertain toddlers. Hanma on the other hand is the outlier. He doesn't exactly have a "job" on birthday day besides appease the other adults and make sure they get what they need (he's charming, illegally so, so I put him to work) and picking up slack with the kids or with me cooking/hosting. He's honestly the one that gets emotional. When Baji's squatted down next to Lucas showing his kid how to blow out his total of three candles and keeping Ren from doing it. Seeing his son excited before I can even light the candles. And even if it's only like two other kids his age plus Ren, Hanma is getting teary eyed bc he just didn't have this. Any of it. And is never certain he deserves it when he steps outside the hectic bubble to be an outsider again. Hanma's friends are pretty much just me and Baji only. He's acquainted with people we're friends with but his friend group is really only his partners. And he didn't have this kind of just puking cute domestic kind of lifestyle growing up that he knows he missed something as a kid. He just never understood what it was he missed out on until he's getting to see his kids enjoy so much of it.

The kids and the family make Hanma teary eyed. He'll deny that he isn't but that bitch is wiping the corners of his eyes in his tshirt acting like no one's watching. But we know he's a giant softie on his kiddos and them growing up both excites and scares him to no end.

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I have a question!!!!!

*clears throat* In the bedroom....what are baby!baji's and daddy!hanma's favorite toys to use and be pleasured with??

And even better...what does mommy like to use on her boys~? If you use them that is 👀

how dare you make me think when I'm sitting here pretty in this pink top like a whore...

gonna put it under the cute bc people are prudes cw: mdlb/ddlb dynamics, sex toys

daddy!Hanma loves to use sheaths of any variety of textures, shapes, creatures etc. And is fond to use them on either of us but gets a very specific rush when Baji is watching and he's fucking me with a particularly girthy sheath (god gonna expose my praise kink here) It's almost less about the sheath itself but for the fact he can say shit like "Mommy takes this so well doesn't she?" in front of Baji

baby!Baji doesn't have enough patience to do much, a true bottom here to be spoiled and that's it. That being said he really really loves to have a vibrator used on him. Mommy or daddy can do it but he loves to feel powerless in our laps with just the vibrator pressed to the underside of his cock until he cums

mommy is a fan of a few things...specifically a vibrator to use on either of them (or myself ngl), or a strap on so I can let Hanma ride me. baby!Baji gets himself riled up with literally anything so that's not hard. But having Hanma ride me after I already had my share of fun on him *chefs kiss* It's just a very pleasant sight

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Baji and Hanma both go into people's yard to pick me flowers. I've explained it's stealing but...I love flowers so they don't stop

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disclaimer: just a selfship drabble, post Valhalla fight, canon divergent pls do not reblog

"This is right, right?"

You show the letter head to Keisuke. It was exactly scribed as the last sixteen letters had been. Still the worry that it wouldn't be clear or there was a mix up always persisted. Of course Shuji had gotten all the letters you sent him. But the hesitation of doing it wrong stuck around.

Keisuke, hunched over his own notebook, looked up from his scribbles to squint behind the heavy rimmed glasses at what you were showing him, "Um- Address yep- Name, uh huh. Yeah looks right to me."

With a wash of relief you sigh. Just to look over his shoulder as he remained hunched over your desk like a mad man, "Are you working on homework? Or a letter to Kazutora?"

Though he'd been sitting like this for the past forty five minutes. Keisuke suddenly scrambled with his cheeks heating up. Arms flying around as he tugged on pieces of paper to cover other pieces of paper. Snapping loopholes in a his binder shut. And just generally causing an unprompted scene for such a simple question.

"Yep! Just uh- Just a letter! Letter um- Um homework assignment!" Keisuke fumbled like his mouth was made of cotton. Laughing it off as he tried to nonchalantly lean into the desk and poorly covering up the shit kanjis he'd yet again managed to butcher.

Of course you'd caught a glimpse of mostly the glaring spelling errors, "I think you did Tora wrong again, and-" You leaned over his shoulder peaking at the edge of the lined paper to make sure you saw it right, "-I think you spelled my name wrong too."

Never meant to be derogatory. The chuckles still passed your lips when you saw Keisuke's face light up brighter than the linens on your bed.

"Here I can just write it out for you in the corner of your folder so you can-"

"No wait!" He scrambled the second one of his home room folders where left unattended because he hadn't been using them. Keisuke hadn't even thought to guard the most incriminating piece yet from your eyes.

All but too late.

Laying your eyes on the mostly incorrect spelling of dozens of arrangement of your name and his. From your name and his last name. To Keisuke's name with your last name. Anything in between including hyphenated which he clearly didn't do correctly. And seemingly his favorites having millions of tiny little hearts around them. This could have been horror film ready if it wasn't the four eyed dork who'd done it all.

Keisuke snatched the folder out of your hand. Damage already done and certain you'd be banishing him from your room in just a handful of seconds. His cheeks burned behind his glasses and Keisuke set to trying to pack up all his stuff before you said anything.

"...I like the way your name looks with my last name."

Stopped in his tracks, Keisuke tightened his grip on his stationary. Scared to look over at you. Which was frankly the dumbest thing he'd ever felt. But nothing sounded as good as melting into the floor boards of your room right about now. Maybe if he didn't say anything back then he'd find this was all just a cruel dream.

"But I don't think you hyphenated them right. And you kind of spelled my last name wrong." You stepped closer to him. Keisuke feeling the immediate warmth of your hands as you placed them on his shoulder for a fleeting second.

Leaning down. Chest pressed to his back and chin resting on his shoulder while you stayed so close. Keisuke all but swore this must have been a dream with how vividly he could smell your deodorant and fabric softener in your clothes. Following the movements of your arms down. He realized you'd picked up his pencil and began to scribble on an extra piece of paper.

Brown eyes lighting on what you were doing. There was a thud in his chest followed by his heart picking up speed. You were carefully emulating his already produced names. But this time with much neater handwriting and clearly no spelling errors.

When all was said and done. You'd chosen to write both his name with your last name. And then your name with his last name. To finish it off you simply put a little heart next to both of them and stood up smiling.

"I think they both sound good if you ask me." You proclaimed with a grin not tainted with any malice for what you discovered. Not even after asking only thirty seconds before hand if the letter you addressed to Shuji was done correctly.

Like the vice grip you had on his heart wasn't tight enough. When Keisuke turned around to look at you smiling. He swore it was going to stop.

"...you're not mad?" He tentatively let himself speak. Still clinging to the idea this had to be a dream.

Shaking your head you sit back down on your bed across from him, "Why would I be mad? Lots of people can't spell my name right you are not the first."

Unsure if you were simply ignoring it to save his ego. Or perhaps you really weren't upset at his little scribbles. Keisuke took and held the piece of paper you wrote the names on. Staring at it intently as his face burned with blush.

Then it came forth like vomit, "....I like you." Keisuke felt it leave his lips like bile. Stinging and heavy. Looking up at you before the three words left his mouth.

What he expected felt maybe more akin to a shoujo manga than real life. Unsure how a weak proclamation of love could even make it past rigorous editors if his life really was a poorly plotted out romance novel. Keisuke fretted he was digging his hole six feet under with each slip up of his feelings.

Like the warmth of your hands previously on his shoulder. And the weight of your chest against his. Keisuke could now say he had an idea of what your lips felt like. Clutching the thin paper between his hands when you leaned over from the bed. Placing a ginger kiss on the corner of his cheek. Setting ablaze his entire face all the way up to his ears when you finally came to rest back on the bed before him. Baring a smile as kind as always that made him feel invincible.

"I like you too, Keisuke."

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Okay but listen-

Domestic, small backyard farm life, with Hanma and Baji 😃

Both Hanma and Baji each have their own favorite Silky or Cochin that they always pack around and even named.

I feel like both of them would love to go to the feed store and get anything possibly new for their chickens, and honestly their dogs for that matter. Knowing the owners of the shop by heart and always chit chatting with them every time about what's new with everyone.

why is this so funny but?? so vivid in my mind?? I could go off on this bc something about these two with chickens is making me scream laugh. So allow me to channel that into pretty presentable headcanons ────── #ʜᴀᴀᴊᴇᴇ.♡ ᴘᴇᴛ/ᴅᴏᴍᴇꜱᴛɪᴄ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴ��ɴꜱ ──────────────────

─» full disclosure the chickens were my idea and Hanma tried like hell to not let Baji get roped into it because he was certain two dogs and three cats were more than enough ─» like most everything I want, I end up getting it ─» Hanma's on board only when he gets the green light to get "fighting" chickens. Spoiler they're all hens and just useless birds who hardly lay eggs but we love them ─» Baji gets suckered into the "backyard bird" trend and picks out stupid shit like bantams but yes he ends up with black silkies bc he thinks they're cool ─» I don't care what we get I just want chickens lets be honest ─» everyone has a name, every god damn chicken has a name even if we had to buy bulk fillers for an online order. Oh that random sex link that we ended up with six of them? Each of them is named after the Golden Girls

─» the dogs are surprisingly useless which was Hanma's main argument against having chickens in the first place ─» honestly the dogs now spend more time outside "protecting" the flock and I ain't even mad bc everyone is out of the house and away from me ─» the kids love the chickens and are both chicken whispers to their two fathers disapproval ─» Hanma cannot catch a chicken to save his life and it's funny watching him try to out smart an animal that has a pea brain ─» Baji is no better but he at least corners them in the coop before attempting to wrangle them ─» and yea they like spring time bc then the feedstore always has chicks and Hanma and Baji talk themselves into maybe two or three chicks. What's a few more beaks? ─» chicks get first class rides in their pockets. Baji will pack two chicks at a time or more in his pockets without reservation. Hanma just carries his and proceeds to do everything one handed the rest of the day ─» yeah they might've been this useless with the kids too ─» there is contention between Baji and the feedstore owners though ─» just a few items he carries at the petstore might be cheaper at the feedstore and now every time Baji goes in he has that tight lipped fake friendly smile going on when he chats with the owners ─» either they know he's an asshole or they think he's a sweet guy honestly I'm not sure but neither Hanma or I are getting in the middle of it ─» Hanma is that person at the store who fucking holds up the line though and talks way too much and makes everyone groan but once again the owners just think he's charming and as handsome as can be and I roll my eyes ─» we don't have a backyard flock size. We can't have just like four chickens, we have like nearing twenty of them ─» Baji likes to feed the birds and the chickens. Hanma thinks its a waste of time and money but then they get into a nittering argument about how much the chickens love bird seed over just corn ─» we have tried ducks and geese before. I hate them. I feel like Hanma just absolutely loves geese. They're so onrey and aggressive he thinks it's the funniest shit in the world ─» Baji and the dogs get pinched more than anyone else in the house ─» doesn't matter how long we've had them either man keeps getting pinched and at this point even the kids are smart enough to not get pinched ─» another year and another day of Baji getting pinched with killer bills ─» they both spend an amazing amount of time out with the chickens. Even if the kids aren't with them or if I'm not either. Though I do spend a lot of time with our chickens ─» Baji babies them like they're actual humans (as he does with all the pets) and Hanma thinks they're the dumbest cutest things in the world ──────────────────

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Baji having a panic attack once Hanma gets out of jail that I won't want to hang out with him anymore. And he's full on labored breathing over his phone in his hands because he can't think of what to text me to sound cool. Just to have an unknown number pop up on his phone asking to hang out. Panic set aside a moment for confusion. To find out it's Hanma wanting to hang out with him because I made him sound kind of cool in my letters + he did survive a stabbing so now Hanma thinks he could be fun.

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────────────────── Summer evenings when the sun hanging it's lowest. The speakers on Shuji's poor headphones crackle with how loud he's got Fallout Boy turned up on his scratched up flip phone. Just recently with your brain power and Keisuke's stubbornness did the three of you figure out how to put pirated files on each other's phones. Shuji's the only one charged at the moment. And could hold maybe only a bakers dozen but that didn't stop the three of you from changing out the mock playlist constantly. Filling the stagnant summer air with noise and Shuji's cigarette smoke. Keisuke pushing buttons on Shuji's phone while it fucks with the flow of music and makes the scratchy audio even worse. You folding the wrinkly gum wrapper against Keisuke's gas tank because it's the nearest flat surface. Shuji hanging around Keisuke near his bike as he's the only one who'll tolerate his drifting smoke in this suffocating summer heat. The three of you shit talking the weather. Knowing damn well once the first chill sets in, Keisuke will be back at school. Your sturdy pyramid will be broken apart with him finishing high school. Just one more year. One more full set of seasons. And the next time the summer air makes it hard to breath and the sweat beads on your forehead like morning dew. Then the three of you can see what life really holds. See what next summer can hold for you all when you can take the next steps together. ──────────────────

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Ren gums Hanma's fingers. Just for like- all of eternity. What started as a joke of "Shuji put your fingers in the baby's mouth to shut it up." Is now just a three year old holding his father's hand hostage as he drools/teeths on Shuji's fingers.