#my first time drawing anyone but todomatsu in a while lol.

[totmatsu]

SHINDA!

[stxrmxtsu]

i guess that brings me to my hcs!

• trust me when i say, i try to draw oso and ichi chubbier than the rest.

• anyway, osomatsu has longer ‘unkempt’ hair, almost a mullet kind of deal because i strongly believe he doesn’t really maintains his appearance. because he doesn’t care. lol.

he has the signature osomatsu smile, sometimes i draw him winking and doing all kinds of silly poses n junk and he is always drawn with his regular outfit.

• karamatsu has, what i like to call, a douchey face mainly because i always draw him doing his like…karamatsu face. idk. he also kinda sorta has long hair, i like to say he just trims the back and then lets it grow out js a tiny bit.

he sports his classic leather jacket, his dumbass tank top and i sometimes take the time to draw his chain buuuttt 🤷‍♀️ and then finally, his sunglasses! always propped on his head.

edit: TOTALLY FORGOT! i draw him with ‘diamond’ earrings because…he would.

• choro is the one that i try to keep the original art style for his hair. it just looks…normal. i guess

gap tooth! one of my favorite artists online headcanons (and draws) choro with a gap in his teeth so it rubbed off on me and now i can never not see choro without a gap.

and finally, he wears his green button up!

• ichimatsu’s hair i like to play with, sometimes i draw his similar to oso’s but more messier but other than that, he has his classic messy ichi hair. of course the lidded eyes, sometimes i also draw him with piercings and sharp teeth (if he’s showing teeth)

i always have him wear his ‘DAT’ shirt and sweatpants, although he’s the only other one i play dress up with!

(and fun fact, if i ever was just in a mood, i used to draw him wearing a chest binder..!)

• jyushimatsu is similar to ososmatsu and choromatsu. for oso, its keeping his outfit the same as you would see regular ol’ jyushi and choro, the hair. and then i keep his face as jyushi as it can be! i try to also give him his eyelashes

• todomatsu is….

okay once again. this isn’t favoritism please for the love of god don’t-

- i give him eyelashes because feminine/trans totty supremacy.

- stupid little :3 face

- star earrings!! FUNNY STORY: so when i first started being in this fandom and before i knew who ANY of them were (and also fully watched the show), i took a quiz on which sextuplet i would have as a boyfriend. i ended up getting todomatsu, and i made this really shit piece of sketch fanart of him and while i drew him i was like, ‘he deserves earrings…what about stars?’ and…UM— yOU KNOW HOW ‘STAR OF HOPE’ IS A THING?

YEAH.

AND I STILL DRAW HIM WITH STAR EARRINGS. I KEPT GOING.

yeah.

- aNyway.

i play dress up with him the most because, once again, not favoritism

i put him in mostly a pink sweater with a white collar underneath and skirts and all that stuff.

i draw him in pants tho sometimes! so anyone who maybe *doesn’t* like feminine totty (for some fucking reason), don’t fret! i don’t ALWAYS draw todomatsu in skirts.

how i draw the matsunos! (and no totty being colored isn’t favoritism plz don’t attack me i-)

this is my own art style when i’m not committing violent acts trying to get the original art style down…so-

[thebardisabird]

Honestly Anonym, this prompt was too fun to do only just one, so have little ficlets of all six!  Daddy Matsus reacting to their kids saying a bad word (with a little x Reader in there)! I laughed while writing some of these lol. Please enjoy! UNDER THE CUT!

Osomatsu

Welp, he broke his promise. He did his absolute best to watch his mouth around his son, especially when you warned him that kids’ brains were like sponges. Go figure your son would hear Osomatsu spill a line of expletives after stubbing his toe. However, that pain was nothing to compared to the verbal assault you’d give him when you heard what he did. He turned, face paling as he watched his son, who was shouting the same string of curses he just muttered.  His eye twitched in fear: this was not good. 

“H-Hey!” he interjected, hands waving to gain his son’s attention, “D-Don’t say that!”  When his son asked why, he searched around the room, making sure you weren’t on your way in, “Those are bad words. Dad shouldn’t be saying them and neither should you.”  Once again, his son questioned why, “Because Dad said so!”  Looking him directly in the eyes, Osomatsu heard his child repeat the word nonchalantly. Panic lacing into his voice, he frantically looked around, swearing you were going to show up at any second and tear him a new one. 

“Listen, if you stop saying those words, I’ll take you to get ice cream right now!” That seemed to distract the child enough, shouting his joys over the frozen treat. Osomatsu sighed, relieved he managed to dodge that bullet. Watching his son bounce around, excited over ice cream gave him a weird sense of pride. Guess he took after Osomatsu in some ways after all. Karamatsu He was in the midst of preparing dinner, waiting for you to come home from work when he heard his daughter giggle. His heart warmed at the sound of her innocent laughter…until she finished it with an awful word. At the sound of it, Karamatsu cringed heavily, fingers almost being taken out at the chopping block he had in front of him. Placing the knife down with haste, he hustled over to his daughter’s play area,  “Sweet pea, w-what did I hear you say just now?”  She repeated herself, all smiles as the wretched word left her mouth. It struck his ears like a bad piano chord, and he knelt down to her level.  “My little peach, such words are unbecoming of a princess!” His daughter stared back at him, confusion in her stare. He continued, feigning a look of concern to draw her in, “We wouldn’t want to upset Mommy, would we?”  Guilt immediately wracked his heart, as tears started to form in the corners of her eyes, “N-No, Daddy! I love Mommy!” and she clutched onto his apron, trembling gently. He took her into his arms in a tight embrace, “Now, now, don’t cry…let’s just forget about those bad words, okay?”  She nodded, hiccuping against his chest. He pat her head gently, moving to dry her tears with the corner of his apron. Choromatsu He was in the middle of buying a new set of bed sheets, with you over by the cookware. With his son’s hand in his, he flipped the packaged set of pillow covers, mumbling about the thread count. Passing by the pair was a giant stuffed bear, being carried to the back of the store by an employee.  “Oh shit!” came a small voice. Immediate alarm set into him, in disbelief of what he just heard. Choromatsu clapped a hand over his son’s mouth, “W-WHERE DID YOU LEARN THAT WORD?!”  The poor boy looked frightened against his father’s fingers and Choromatsu removed his hand, “I-I’m sorry!” He understood his father was angry, but the trembling child didn’t understand why. Noticing his terrified confusion, Choromatsu crouched down, a hand softly coming to his son’s head.  “Let’s not use a word like that, okay? It’s not a nice one.”  The young Matsuno nodded slowly. Choromatsu beamed at his son, a small mixture of father-like pride and sympathy swirling in his heart. So young, but already so intuitive.  “We can choose a better word to use, don’t you think?”  “Yeah!”  Ichimatsu  Taking his daughter to the cat cafe was one of his favorite to do with her. Not only for his sake, but it seemed she picked up his love of cats - and he swore he’d never been more proud of anything else in his life. He placed the newborn kitten in her hands gently, “Hold it right - hands like a cup, remember?”  She mimicked the hand position he taught her and she giggled when the tiny ball of fur curled up in her palms. A few moments of soft nuzzles and whispered words and the kitten fell right asleep. The young girl showed Ichimatsu just comfortable she’d made the little thing, and he kissed the top of her head, growing prouder by the moment. What she didn’t expect however, was the sound of one of the employees dropping a food dish, the whole thing clattering in an explosion of metal smacking tile. The tiny kitten in the girl’s hands awoke with a hiss, hopping out of her hands and onto the floor - but not before startling her.  “Fuck!” Ichimatsu’s heart shot up into his throat when he heard his daughter curse aloud. Sweet, innocent pout on her face, she stuck her tongue out at the kitten. He gently put his hand on his daughter’s shoulder, dropping down to her level. A dark aura pulsed over his brow, “Where did you get that word from?…” She blinked and titled her head, slightly confused. Being she’s seen that face a million times at this point, it no longer set fear in her like it did with anyone else.  “I heard mommy shouting it last night!” It took her a solid twenty minutes to pry her father out of the corner with what little strength she possessed, a different, darker aura washing over him this time.  Jyushimatsu Watching his children play catch with one another was a treat. Not being around all the time due to practice and major league games took a toll on him sometimes. Jyushimatsu relished when he got to be with kids. He sipped his tea, stretching out his arms before he decided to join them. A concerning shout filled the air and he peered over to see his daughter clutching her hand. Her brother had tossed the ball a little too hard - and it smacked her wrist before she had time to catch it. Jyushimatsu was over there in an instant, ready to kiss any booboos his daughter cried about.  He ended up surprised however, when she socked her brother in the shoulder with her free hand, cursing at him in anger. He cursed back, sticking his tongue out and pulling his eyelid down. Poor Jyushimatsu froze, unsure of where his twins learned those bad words. With lightning speed, he scooped both kids into his arms, carrying them like bags of rice.  “Dad! OW! C’mon!” his son complained, accidentally knocking heads with his sibling. His sister rubbed the spot where her head connected with his and huffed, “Daddy, let me down!”  A blank stare washed over Jyushimatsu’s face as he continued hiking his children back into the house.  “No more catch for you two until you stop saying bad words!”  A loud groan escaped the both of them before they were put into chairs for time out.  Todomatsu  You had warned him it was a mistake to introduce your daughter to electronics so early. Kids these days were hooked on the things, and you thought it would’ve been a better idea to let her be a child first before bringing her into the world of phones and computers. Your husband, the tech obsessed man that he was, disagreed…to an extent. It was never to your face (at which he yes’d you to death), but when you weren’t around he was letting your daughter play games on his phone or watch Youtube videos.  All of his sneaking behind your back backfired however, when amidst his daughter’s laughing, he heard her giggle out an expletive. He zoomed over by her side, snatching the phone out of her hands. She’d been watching some let’s player, who was currently cursing to his heart’s content after losing a boss battle. Horrified, he closed the app and looked down at his stunned daughter,  “Don’t ever say that word!” he scolded, fuming slightly. His daughter frowned, head hanging low. She knew she was in trouble whenever Todomatsu pouted like that. “I’m sorry, Daddy…”  Todomatsu frowned, her sadness weakening his stern demeanor. He rolled his eyes, crouching down and pulling his little girl into a hug.  “You’re lucky you’re adorable,” he scoffed, kissing her forehead, “Now get washed up for dinner. And I don’t want to hear you say that word again, okay?” The little girl nodded, “Okay.” “Good girl.” He released her so she could wash her hands, and he looked down at his phone. “Remind me to put on parental controls…” he said to no one.