#wanna have a kid that looks just like a little aki

[meownotgood]

Hi! I recently was re-reading your drabble over baby-fever Aki and pqpabpwowkeneuwkap💓

Just imagining settling down with Aki after a while… You and Aki both agreed that you wanted to start a family together, especially since Aki grew up alone. You wanted to help rebuild his family.

But once both you realize you’re at a point where you’re both truly ready, it seems like it’s just hour after hour that you two are going at it. Kitchen. Bathroom. On the floor. On the ceiling. You two happen to be the last ones at HQ locking everything up? In his office.

It doesn’t matter where; Aki wants to have a child, a family, so badly with someone - with *you* - and he doesn’t want to have to wait long (and neither do you).

~ 🐌

baby fever aki... god is he the sweetest. all he wants is to have a lovely little family with you, that's why he quit working at public safety and asked you to marry him in the first place. and really, he's always felt perfectly content with just you and him, and occasionally denji and power at your place making a ruckus. but when you tell him you wanna have a baby, when you promise you're serious and get that idea in his head, getting you pregnant, he's an utter mess.

he can't stop thinking about it. aki is pretty reserved when it comes to sex, he doesn't make a lot of moves and he's fine without it as long as you're happy. but suddenly, he's turned insatiable, he wants to have you all the time, and he doesn't care where, or how many times in the same day. he just... loves you so much, he gets so overjoyed at the idea of having a family with you, of growing old together, of raising a kid — his and your kid, he's going to be a dad. it'll be perfect, he doesn't know if he wants your kid to look like him more or like you more but either way, he knows he's going to love them.

he wants that sweet and simple life with you more than anything, that's why he's so eager to fill you up (also he can't lie, the idea of getting you pregnant is really sweet, but sort of hot to him too, makes him feel a lil possessive...)

[notiddygothgf]

2. Dance With Me

★ pairings: aki hayakawa x fem reader

★ ❝ Jealous? ❞ ❝ Maybe I am. ❞

★ c.w.: suggestive themes, drinking (more content warnings and tags)

★ a/n: ik i said id have an uploading schedule but UGH I JUST COULDNT LEAVE THIS OFF WITHOUT AN AKI/READER INTERACTION. this chapter is so deliciously tense im ngl i was ripping my shirt off like a werewolf god i love writing aki. anyway comment! like! interact w me and the story, it might encourage me to write more for u pookies ;)

★ w.c.;6.2k

shameless ; chapter index

THE PARTY WAS ALREADY in full swing by the time you arrived, the soft hum of conversation and the clinking of glasses filling the elegant hall. The Public Safety event was more formal than you had expected, with everyone dressed in sleek, sophisticated attire. You smoothed down the black slip dress you had picked up from the mall a few hours before.

Your friend was easy to spot, already a bit tipsy in a black dress shirt and slacks, her laughter echoing above the crowd. She waved you over to the bar, her eyes bright with excitement. As you approached, you noticed a familiar blonde sitting next to him. 

A man with a scar on his face. Kishibe.

That bastard.

"You made it!" Himeno exclaimed, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into a half-hug. "I was starting to think you bailed on me."

"I came for the drinks," you teased with a smile, glancing around the room. "Looks like everyone from Public Safety is here."

"Yeah, it's quite the turnout," Himeno said, taking another sip of her drink. "Come on, let me get you something. What'll it be?"

"Just a glass of wine, thanks," you said, leaning against the bar as Himeno signaled the bartender. You scanned the room, noting the familiar faces of colleagues and higher-ups mingling together, their expressions ranging from relaxed to intensely focused, depending on their conversations.

And then there he was again – over at the other side of the room, chatting it up with a younger-looking guy with orange hair. Your apparent favorite Devil Hunter, clad in a Public Safety suit and slacks. He looked just about as thrilled to be here as you were, eyes dim and uninterested in whatever it was that the other boy was saying. His arms were folded behind his back.

He looked... rather dashing. You could see why Himeno had her eyes on him.

Quickly, you averted your eyes, turning your attention to your old coworker. "Kishibe," You put on your best smile. "How have you been?"

He grinned – it was a little unnerving, as on the rare occasion Kishibe did smile, it usually wasn't a good thing. "Good, kid. You been staying alive?"

"Yeah, I've been living," you replied, accepting the glass of red wine Himeno handed you. There was a brief moment of silence, during which you took your first sip of the crimson liquid in your glass – tart. 

"I fuckin' hate this song," Yoshida said, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He propped his chin up on his hand, eyes flitting over to Himeno. "Wanna dance?"

A few Devil Hunters had already found their way to the dance floor, swaying to the beat of the music. Himeno eyed them up precariously. 

"I was gonna wait for Aki to get over here. See if I could get him out there with me," She sighed. The orange cocktail pinched between her fingers swished around as she slid the glass back and forth. "Maybe she'll dance with 'ya?"

"Pass. I just got here," you said, taking a sip of your wine. The rich, fruity flavor was a pleasant distraction from the icky feeling in your gut – the one that had begun to brew when you saw him standing over there.

Himeno smiled, "Here he comes now."

You followed her gaze. Aki had long since left his friend at the edge of the dancefloor, and was now making his way over to the bar with that unreadable, solemn expression he always seemed to have. He was walking your way.

No. Himeno. He was walking towards her, you reminded yourself.

It didn't feel that way, though. Not when he was looking right at you.

Shit. He is walking towards me. You grabbed Kishibe by the sleeve. Suddenly, a dance seemed like a great idea. "You know what? Let's go!"

Kishibe whisked you away from the bar, his grip firm yet gentle. You glanced back at the scene you had left behind. Himeno smiled at Aki, but his eyes seemed to be tailing you.

"Didn't peg you for a dancer," you teased, trying to push thoughts of Aki from your mind as Kishibe led you into the rhythm of the song – and really, it was a terrible song. Some sappy love song from the 80s.

Kishibe smirked, a rare expression on his usually stoic face. "There's a lot you don't know about me," he replied, his voice low. The light seemed to reflect off of his face in such a way that he looked more tired than usual – the years had clearly taken their toll on him.

"Oh, do tell," you shot back, raising an eyebrow.

He chuckled, his grip on your hand tightening slightly as he twirled you around. "Let's just say I've picked up a few things over the years."

"Color me impressed," You retorted. It was easy to forget the tension when you were laughing, even if it was just for a moment.

"You're not bad yourself," Kishibe admitted, guiding you through the steps with surprising grace.

"Years of practice," you replied with a smile. "Mind your feet around me, though."

Despite the lively atmosphere, you couldn't shake the sensation of Aki's gaze lingering on you. Every spin, every step, you felt it—a tangible thread of tension that kept drawing you back to the bar, to him. Kishibe's presence was a welcome distraction, his steady demeanor and occasional wry comments grounding you, but even then, your thoughts kept drifting back to him.

Before you knew it, the song had ended. You laughed, carefree, light, free, and clapped Kishibe on the shoulder.

"That wasn't so bad, actually," You admitted.

"Thanks for dancin' with me," Kishibe chuckled before straightening up and heading off toward the restrooms. "I'm going to take a leak."

And then he was moving away, moving towards the entrance at the front of the room.

You turned back toward the bar, your eyes scanning the crowd until they found Hayakawa. He hadn't moved, much to your chagrin. He was still there, his eyes fixed on you. The sight of him sent a jolt of anticipation through you, a mix of curiosity and something deeper, something you weren't quite ready to acknowledge. More importantly, Himeno wasn't there.

Making your way back to the bar, you couldn't help but feel the weight of his gaze intensify with each step. The distance between you seemed to shrink, the room around you fading into the background. As you approached, you braced yourself, your heart pounding in your chest.

You had his attention and he most certainly had yours.

You took a seat next to him at the bar. Though, honestly, it wasn't really next to him – you had been sure to allow one empty seat between the both of you. You told yourself it was so that Himeno would have somewhere to sit (next to her eye candy). A more dishonorable part of you felt as if that one empty seat would act as a barrier of sorts, a wall between you and him, between your thoughts and the man who seemed to occupy them.

Out of the corner of your eye, you watched him tug back his sleeve, glancing down at a watch. Was he waiting for Himeno?

"Where'd she run off to?" You asked, finally breaking the agonizing silence between the two of you.

He turned to you with an unreadable expression, brows furrowed. "Who?"

Who? Is this guy serious? You thought, but chose not to voice said thoughts.

"Himeno," You clarified. 

"Oh," He answered, "The bathroom, I think."

A man of many words.

You cleared your throat, glancing down at your lap for a brief moment before making eye contact with him again – a task that proved to be far more difficult than it would have seemed. "Lieutenant Captain Hayakawa, right?" When he nodded, you extended your hand towards him, introducing yourself by name once more.

"Yes, from the Kyoto sector. I remember you," He deadpanned, as if that much should have been obvious. Clearly, he hadn't forgotten your meeting on the train, and had no interest in pretending as if this was the first time the two of you had ever laid eyes upon one another. "We met on the train. What are you doing here?"

"If you're talking about Tokyo, then I was called in by Makima for backup," You sighed. Absentmindedly, you drummed your fingers against the bar countertop. There was only you, Aki, the bartender, and the other four patrons of said bar there. "If you're talking about here– this party, then I only came because Himeno invited me. The open bar's a plus, too."

"She invited me, too," He replied. He didn't sound too happy that such had occurred.

I know.

You chuckled, "Not a big party guy?"

"Definitely not," He agreed. "You?"

"I used to be, once upon a time," You smiled. "I think it was the drinks that used to liven me up, though. I don't remember parties always being so..." You trailed off, moving your hands as if you were trying to find the right words to say.

"Disappointing?" He finished for you.

"Yeah," You felt yourself laugh a little. "I guess. I feel like they can be overwhelming, sometimes. I'm too sober to party these days."

"Couldn't agree more," He sighed. The bartender – from whom, apparently, the man had already ordered a something-and-coke – placed a glass full of dark brown liquid in front of him. "Can I get you something to drink? We can fix that problem."

You waved him off – how would it look, after all, if you were seen getting drunk on another man's dime when you had a husband waiting for you at home? "Don't spend your money on me, I probably won't be here long."

"What's your vice?" He asked, eyes glinting with something you couldn't place. "Beer? Liquor? Dark or Light?"

You couldn't fight the toothy grin that crawled over your lips, "Wine, if you must know."

"What kind?" He asked.

"Red."

Without wasting another moment, he asked the blond bartender for a glass of Merlot. He uncapped a bottle of red wine. He poured you half of a glass, placing it in front of your trembling hands.

You turned to the young Captain, brow quirked, gripping the stem of the red liquid. 

"You tried it before?" He asked. When you nodded, he continued, a peculiar tone following his words, "I've heard it's pretty tasty."

Tasty. God.

Married woman! Remind him. 

"I have it at dinner with my husband sometimes," You answered easily, taking a calm, calculated sip of the wine. Good,you thought. Mention your husband. That should make him back off. "Pairs well with steak."

"Is he here with you tonight?" He asked.

You felt your eyes widen. "No, he's in Kyoto..." you muttered, taking a few more much-needed chugs of the wine.

He hummed. If he thought something about that, he didn't say anything. "The wine matches your lipstick."

He's looking at my lips.

The empty seat between the two of you felt a little smaller – like his buttery-smooth voice was drawing you in, enticing you to tell him things you knew you shouldn't say. Before you could open your mouth to tell him something along the lines of, "I really should get going now. Bye!", you were interrupted by the one person you really didn't want to see after making goo-goo eyes at Captain Hayakawa.

"Hiya," Himeno greeted the two of you, plopping down on the stool between you and Hayakawa. "What are we talking about over here?"

Hayakawa answered smoothly as the words died on your lips, eyes never once leaving your face. "We were just bonding over a mutual distaste for parties."

She rolled her eyes, throwing an arm around you, "Don't worry. She'll liven up as soon as she gets a few drinks in her system. She used to be the life of the party."

"That's an exaggeration," You shook your head.

"Hardly," She retorted. "Back in the day, she could outdrink anyone, including me."

You took a few more sips of your wine.

Hayakawa pulled his drink up to his mouth, "I find that hard to believe."

"I'm being serious," She reaffirmed. She was about to say something else when a hand on her shoulder interrupted her – it belonged to an older looking man in a black tuxedo. Her eyes widened with recognition.

"Can I steal you away for a moment?" He asked her, voice gruff.

"Of course!" She smiled, bright as always. She turned to you apologetically before rising from her seat,  "Sorry, I'll be back later."

Then it was just the two of you again – you and Hayakawa, whose gaze was so heavy that you felt as if you were suffocating beneath it.

"Can you really outdrink her?" He asked. "She's got a liver of steel."

"Damn right she does!" You laughed – really laughed, this time. "Seven-eight years ago? Yes. Now, I'm not so sure."

Something in his gaze shifted at the sound of it. He leaned closer, inching towards the empty seat, the unspoken line between you and him. "Finish up your wine, then. Let's test that theory."

"Is that a challenge?" You asked him.

"Maybe," Hayakawa said, a faint smirk playing on his lips. The tension between you was thick, almost electric. "What if I don't believe you?"

"I don't know," you hesitated, glancing at your nearly empty wine glass. "I probably should head home soon."

"We'll be fast," he assured, his eyes locked on yours.

"I don't know about that," you replied, looking in the direction Himeno had gone. "Himeno can talk for a while. God knows when she'll be back."

"Forget about her, then," he said, his voice low and smooth, bringing you back to the present – where it was just you and him, only a foot apart, speaking quietly. "Drink with me."

His boldness made your heart flutter. "Right now?" you asked, trying to steady your voice.

"Yes," he said, leaning closer, the smirk still lingering. "Unless you're forfeiting the match?"

He had you there. You couldn't back down from a challenge, not when he was looking at you like... that. 

What would your husband think? A part of you resented him just a little bit for taking you away from that lifestyle, from this, but you were still married. You had to do right by him.

Still, it wasn't like you were actively doing anything wrong. It was just a drink. 

So, deciding to follow through on your mission to 'loosen up a little', you downed the rest of your wine. "Alright," You sighed. "But we're taking tequila shots. I want this to be quick."

"Fine," he agreed, his smirk widening.

You called the blond bartender over again and asked for six shots of tequila. He set down six small glasses, pouring a shot of clear liquid into each of them. He garnished each of the six glasses with a lime wedge. 

You leaned over the empty seat, sliding three of the glasses over to him.

"Here's how I used to do them," you said, placing salt on the back of your hand. "You lick it," you instructed, holding your hand out to him. "And then you take the shot, then suck on the lime."

He hesitated for a moment before leaning in, his tongue flicking out to taste the salt on your skin. The muscle was hot and wet, drawing a line from your knuckles to your wrist. Perhaps it was the warmth of his mouth on your hand, or the way he peered up at you through his half-lidded eyes and lowered lashes so shamelessly. Perhaps it was the wine in your system doing its work already. Either way, you couldn't help the heat that spread over your neck and your face – the stir in your chest that you tried to ignore.

It's just a shot. You quickly salted your own hand and licked it, trying to focus. You clinked glasses with him, and together you downed the shots, immediately sucking on the lime wedges.

Both of you winced at the strong taste, but you couldn't help but laugh at the face he made. You could feel the warmth of the alcohol spreading through you immediately. It could have been that, or the way he was looking at you with those pretty blue eyes of his, but you felt different.

"Not so tough now, huh?" You teased.

He licked the remnants of the lime juice off of his lips.

Oh. Oh. He's dangerous.

"Don't be so sure of yourself. Only one shot down," He replied, reaching for the second shot already. "Two more to go, right?"

This time, when you clinked your glass against his, it felt an awful lot like you were sealing your fate. You tilted your head back, and then the tequila burned its way down your throat – searing hot, like his mouth had felt against the back of your hand, like his eyes had felt on your red-tinted lips. .

The next shots flew by in a blur of laughter. By the time you took your fifth, it was clear that you couldn't hold your liquor as well as you used to. The room felt warmer, the lights a little brighter, and your inhibitions significantly lower. Dangerously lower.

Somewhere along the way, he crossed the unspoken line and moved a seat closer to you. Somewhere along the way, you put your hand on his knee, hunched over, shoulders shaking with laughter – and still, no sign of Himeno.

"That's ridiculous," You said. "All of that for some sliced bread?"

"12 different kinds of jam. Wasted." Hayakawa deadpanned. "That's what I've been trying to tell you, he's fucking ridiculous."

"That's not so bad," You added. (Trying to play the devil's advocate, as always), "Did he clean up after himself, at least?"

"Denji's not so bad with that. Took the fucker long enough," Hayakawa commented. He moved his straw to the side, taking a sip of what was left of his drink (which you had learned was a whiskey and coke after he'd offered you a sip), "The other one..." He added, pausing to frown. "I don't even wanna think about it. It'll ruin my mood, and I only just started to enjoy myself."

Your drunken laughter could have been heard from the fucking moon. "Don't say that. You've been here longer than I have."

He knit his brows together, "Been bored out of my mind all night, until you came around."

Had the world always been so blurry around the edges? "Why's that?" You asked. "You could've gone out on the dancefloor, or something. You only live once."

You really wished you could be sober again – only because it meant that your verbal filter would return, and you would stop being a blubbering idiot.

"Didn't feel like dancing," He replied.

You patted his leg, giggling sarcastically, "Why not?"

"Because," He said, "You were dancing with someone else."

Your face was alight, on fire – you blamed it on the booze. 

"Jealous?" You asked, only partially joking.

You should have known better. You should have stopped drinking about thirty minutes ago. No, better yet; you should have walked away the moment he offered to buy you a drink. You should have done the right thing from the start – turn away from the captivating Devil Hunter and his soft lips against your hand, the desire in his eyes – but you didn't.

"Maybe I am," He replied, voice deep and velvety and – fuck . "You seemed like a good dancer earlier tonight. It's a crime, wasting skills like that on a man like Kishibe."

"So, what, you're saying you wouldn't dance with Himeno but you'd dance with me?" You asked.

"Yeah," He answered with a great deal of certainty. "I guess that's exactly what I'm saying."

You blinked, momentarily taken aback. The man before you was a far cry from the stoic Captain you met on the train. This version of Hayakawa was carefree, almost boyish, and undeniably charming (and drunk).

Still, you were undeniably married, and people talked.

"I'm married, Hayakawa," you hesitated, glancing around. "I shouldn't even be drinking with you right now."

He pouted, a surprisingly endearing expression on his usually composed face. "Dance with me."

"Is that the captain's orders?" You asked with the slightest, breathiest chuckle, the slightest roll of your eyes.

"If that'll make you dance with me, then, yes," He replied, much to your surprise. "Captain's orders."

"Aren't you, like, 20?" You asked. "A little young to be so cocky, don't you think?"

"I'm your superior," He shrugged. 

"I'm not used to being spoken to like that by a man I met once on the train," You retorted. "You may be my superior, but I'm older than you. Have some respect."

He leaned a little closer to you. "If I'm not dancing with you, then I'm getting out of here and going home."

You raised an eyebrow. Wow.

You shouldn't. You really, really shouldn't.

Against your better judgment, you sighed, "You better not step on my toes."

"Never," he grinned. "Lead the way."

Despite yourself, you couldn't help but smile. The combination of his charm and the alcohol had eroded your resistance. You took his hand, feeling the warmth of his skin against yours, the contact sending a jolt through you. It was something you hadn't felt in a long time.

You led him to the dance floor.

The music was lively, and the atmosphere was buzzing with energy. You guided him through the steps, your bodies moving in sync. He stumbled a bit at first, but his determination to learn was endearing.

"It's a simple two-step," You told him. Tapping his shoe with the toe of your heel, you replicated the movement for him. "Like this, see? One, two – Left, right."

Hesitantly, he followed your rhythm, swaying to the left, then the right. He tripped over himself the second time around, muttering, "Shit, sorry."

Laughter bubbled up between the two of you as he tried to follow your lead. He was surprisingly light on his feet, and his genuine effort made the experience enjoyable. There was a sense of camaraderie, a shared moment that felt almost... intimate.

The ghost of his touch down the open back of your dress, your spine, over your waist nearly made you gasp. 

His words were a low whisper against the shell of your ear, "Is it okay if I hold you here?"

His hands rested on your waist, firm yet gentle, as he tried to mimic your movements. Every brush of his fingers against your skin gave you chills. The closeness was intoxicating, each movement drawing you nearer to him.

Fucking hell. He was going to be the death of you. It was a big mistake – this whole thing was. You and liquor didn't mix well. Combine that with a devilishly handsome Captain, and...

You could do nothing but nod.

"There you go, you've got it," you said, your voice breathy from the exertion and the intoxicating proximity – his cologne, the scent of him, it was all intoxicating, as matter of fact. "Left, then right, then left. Just like that."

As the song continued, the space between you seemed to shrink even further. You could feel the heat of his body, his breath mingling with yours. Your heart was racing a mile a minute – or was that your head spinning? You couldn't tell.

"Are you having fun?" he asked, his voice low.

"Maybe a little," you admitted, your eyes locking with his.

And there it was again. That invisible magnet that always seemed to pull the two of you together. For a moment, he made it easy to forget about your morals and obligations. It was just you and him and only a few inches of space between your body and his much larger one. 

His hands slid up your sides, settling just below your ribcage. Your breath hitched as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "Me too."

You were gonna pass out. You were gonna pass out and explode all over the dance floor, and he would have to scrape your remains off the floor.

You swallowed hard, trying to maintain some semblance of composure. 

You tried to lose yourself in the music, focusing on the lively beat and the sensation of Hayakawa's hands guiding you. The rhythm pulsed through your body, each beat a lifeline in the chaotic sea of your emotions. You forced a smile, trying to appear as if you were in the moment with him, but it didn't work. The guilt gnawed at you, every pulse of the music reminding you of the boundary you were too close to crossing.

"I–" you began, your voice barely audible over the music – which wasn't actually all that loud, but sounded like a blaring roar in your mind.

Whatever you were going to say effectively died in your mouth the moment you looked up at him. Those pretty baby blues of his, his plump lips wrapped around something you didn't quite hear.

Every time you closed your eyes, flashes of your husband's face invaded your thoughts. His smile, the way he looked, the quiet moments you shared in the comfort of your home. Each memory was a sharp pang of guilt that contrasted painfully with the thrill you felt in Hayakawa's arms. 

You felt the warmth of Hayakawa's hand on your back, guiding you effortlessly across the dance floor, away from the memories. 

"Hey," He said, "You look a little faint."

You forced a laugh, trying to mask the turmoil inside you. "It's a little hot in here, isn't it?" 

Ignoring the guilt became increasingly difficult as his hand slid up your arm, sending an electric shiver down your spine. The touch was both thrilling and terrifying. You felt like you were standing on the edge of a cliff, teetering dangerously close to falling. His fingers left a trail of fire on your skin, each touch a reminder of how far you were straying from the person you believed yourself to be.

"Is everything okay?" Hayakawa asked, concern flickering in his eyes. "You seem a little distracted."

You nodded quickly, trying to steady your breathing. "I'm fine," you lied. "Hayakawa, look, I–"

His gaze softened, his thumb brushing gently, almost unnoticeably over the back of your hand. "Aki," he said, his voice sincere. "Call me Aki."

You knew you were drunk, too drunk to be making any rational decisions. You should go home, you told yourself, but his eyes held you captive. Deep and intense, they seemed to see right through you, igniting something inside you that you hadn't felt in a long time. The pull was irresistible, and you found yourself leaning into him, your body betraying your mind.

You hadn't been touched this way – so intimately, yet so respectfully – in years.

"Aki," you breathed, practically reeling in the way the syllables felt as they slipped off your lips – utterly taboo, two sinful tricks of the tongue. "I don't think," You swallowed the guilt down, "We shouldn't be doing this."

Aki's smile was faint, almost altogether absent. "We shouldn't," he said, his voice filled with a determination that made your heart skip a beat, "Do you want me to stop?"

You looked away, trying to regain control. The room spun slightly, the alcohol clouding your senses. You must have drunk too much. Trying to steady yourself, you scanned the room, and then you saw her. 

Himeno stood at the edge of the dance floor. Her cocktail was clenched in her hand, her eyes filled with sadness and betrayal. The sight of her hit you like a punch to the fucking gut – how must this whole thing have looked from her perspective? The image of the man she'd been trying to get with for a year swaying side to side with you, faces only inches apart, dancing around the elephant in the room.

Oh my god. What have I done?

The guilt surged forward, stronger than before. How could you have let it go this far? 

You felt suddenly sick, the weight of your mistake crashing down on you like a fucking anvil. 

This needs to stop, you thought, panic rising in your chest. I'm making a huge mistake. Snap out of it.

You pushed Aki away, your movements abrupt and forceful. His eyes widened in surprise and confusion, a hurt look crossing his face. He opened his mouth to speak, you spoke first – you knew that if you let him utter another peep, he would convince you to stay.

"I feel sick. Excuse me," you blurted out, your voice trembling.

Then, like the coward you were, you turned and fled, your steps unsteady as you wove drunkenly through the crowd. 

The pounding music and the murmur of conversations faded into the background, the room spun around you as you hurried toward the exit, Your mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. 

I have to leave. Oh my god. I've ruined everything. I have to leave.

Bursting through the door into the lobby you took a deep breath, hoping it would calm the storm inside you. A little calmer now that you had escaped the scene, you marched towards the entrance. You didn't know where you'd left your jacket and, to be frank, you didn't care.

The first gust of wind against your hot face felt like heaven. The night was quiet, save for the quiet traffic noises only a few yards away.

I need to call a taxi.

You knew you had narrowly avoided a disaster, but the guilt and confusion remained, gnawing at you. What had you been thinking? How had you let yourself get so carried away? 

Practically running into the road, you waved your hand around, calling, "Taxi!"

Out of the four or five cabs in the road, of course, nobody stopped. Just when you thought your luck was going to change, the taxi you had originally thought to be headed towards you drove right on past your waving arms.

You huffed out a frustrated sigh, kicking your heels into the gravel. The quiet sounds of the nocturnal city of Tokyo accompanied your misery. I fucked up.

A call of your name a few feet behind you made your stomach do a backflip. Fuck.

You ignored him, wrapping your arms around yourself, rubbing your hands over your skin to soothe the goosebumps all over it. You walked further away from him, to the other side of the curb. 

And, of course, your efforts were entirely in vain. You could hear the dreaded footsteps as they slowed to a stop behind you, then feel the gentle weight of a heavy fabric over your shoulders – a black suit jacket. The notes of his cologne that lingered on the fabric surrounded you – comforted you, blanketed you.

"You're gonna catch a cold out here like that," Aki spoke finally, breaking the silence. His voice was so deep, so melodic, that you almost wished he hadn't. 

"Why are you here?" You asked rather harshly. Your tone was cold, biting, something that seemed a little out of character for you, considering that you were just swaying with him on the dance floor a moment or two ago. "Are you leaving?"

"I should be the one asking you that," He sighed. 

You swallowed, finally turning around to face him head on. He looked desperate, bangs frizzy and hair a little messy, donning a loosened tie around the collar of his partially unbuttoned white shirt. He was so fucking gorgeous that it physically hurt to be this close to him, to have him leaning over to get his face close to yours, his jacket draped over your cold shoulders. 

"Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry if I overstepped," He added. "It wasn't my intention to make you feel uncomfortabl–"

"Stop, just–" You interrupted him. You sounded a little breathless when you said it. "Stop it. Go back inside. Go–" You swallowed, voice trembling only slightly as you finished, "Go back to Himeno."

Although fairly uncertain as to why, you knew you were acting unwise. What was your fucking problem tonight?

His eyes were unwavering pools of passion – ocean waves crashing against the sandy color of his skin, luring you deeper into the abyss. He lifted a perfectly arched brow, uttering innocently, "Why? I want to be where you are."

"Stop it," You hissed. Any minute now someone would step outside for a cigarette and see this whole thing going down. They would hear everything he was saying to you, and with your luck, it would be Himeno. You didn't need to act a fool in front of anyone else tonight.

You finished, "If you're a good man, you'll forget about this whole– this whole thing and just– leave me be." 

Correction. Apparently, Aki was an exception to your previous statement about not acting a fool.

Finally, finally, a cab pulled up to the curb. In fact, it just might have been the first good thing to happen to you that entire evening. You waved it down frantically, rejoicing internally when it didn't drive away. 

A hand on your shoulder physically stopped you from bolting into the cab the way you wished to, "I can't do that."

Desperate to get it through his thick skull, you clipped back, "I'm married!" 

He took a step towards you. You inched backwards.. 

"You weren't acting like it," He retorted. "I can't forget about tonight. I know you felt it, too–"

"Enough!" You finally snapped – you weren't fully aware of how loud you had shouted that word until he looked at you with wide, hurt eyes. With a sigh, you went for the cab door, finishing the conversation without so much as turning around, "Goodnight, Captain Hayakawa."

He's still your superior. Be polite.

You got into the cab and practically slammed the door shut behind you. Adjusting yourself and buckling in, you told the driver, "Hilton Shinjuku, please."

The moustached man hummed, "Of course." The distinct sound of a phone ringing broke into the atmosphere, and he quickly excused himself before taking the call. 

You sighed, laying your head back against the headrest. Fuck. 

Being alone with your thoughts was bad enough, but adding alcohol into the mixture proved to make not flipping the hell out even more difficult. You had fucked up real bad – you couldn't even think straight, let alone think about what consequences awaited you after you sobered up. What would Himeno think of you? What would your husband think of you? Fuck.

Absentmindedly, you toyed with the fabric draped over your shoulders. Wait– Did I forget to give him his fucking jacket back?

The cab driver flipped his phone shut before driving off. "Sorry, for the wait, Ma'am."

The day couldn't have gotten any worse if it tried.

"Shit," You hissed quietly, moreso to yourself than anyone in particular. 

As you flopped back against the backseat of the cab, your fingers brushed up against something in the pocket of his jacket. It felt like a little gum wrapper – a paper sheet, or something like that. Against your better judgment, you pulled it out and unfolded whatever the object was. 

A small paper slip sat in the palm of your hand. One that had a phone number on it.

You looked down at the slip, noticing his handwriting—strong, confident strokes. You rubbed your thumb over the ink, tracing the numbers absentmindedly. 

Fuck, that was smooth. You couldn't help but feel a pang of something—admiration? Attraction? Annoyance?—as you thought about how effortlessly he had slipped the note into his jacket pocket, of all things. What am I supposed to do now?

Throw it out. Burn it. Anything but call it, for certain, you thought.

Still, you couldn't help but cast a subconscious glance out the rear window to where he had been standing – where you knew he probably was still standing.

And, sure as rain, there he was, standing six-foot-something on the edge of the sidewalk, gaze chasing the back of your cab. You could feel the heat of him even after the driver pulled out. You watched as he pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with a practiced flick. The flame briefly illuminated his face, highlighting the intensity in his eyes as he took a drag and exhaled slowly, the smoke swirling around him in the cool night air.

He watched you drive off into the night. You watched him watch you until he disappeared behind the sea of cabs and cars that dotted the streets of Tokyo. Then, once you were absolutely sure that he was out of sight, you sank back into the seat, releasing a breath you didn't know you'd been holding in.

A soft chuckle escaped the cab driver, who caught your eye in the rearview mirror. "Rough night?"

You nodded sadly, pressing your cheek against the icy cold window, "You have no idea."

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[inkblackorchid]

I was gonna try to keep my mouth shut, but I can't. I just can't. I have to go on another Aki rant because I feel like I'm going to explode. It's about this scene:

This drives me insane and I'm putting this under a readmore. Expect incoherent screaming, all ye who enter here.

Ok. Ok. I have so many issues with this scene. Specifically, with the way it develops later, when Aki's busy trying to figure out how to save a child from being swept up by a storm:

And I just. Look, I think the fact that I already wrote a fic that basically completely turns Aki's reaction here on its head should basically tell you everything. But! But. Allow me to defend why I think this whole scene is one big heap of horseshit, with a bit of analysis of canon and actual evidence to back up my claims and shit.

The thing is, I have seen people give this scene a charitable read. I've seen people be happy for Aki to enjoy freedom from the psychic powers that have given her so much trouble in her life. And the thing is, if this were season one or season two Aki, I would be completely on board with that take. Unfortunately, this scene is preceded by the pre-WRGP arc. But more on that below.

Moreover, I can make an educated guess about what they were going for here (in terms of messaging, because this is a kids' show at the end of the day and messaging is something you have to be properly concerned with when it comes to these). I can imagine it running somewhere along the lines of "you don't need special powers to be a hero". Or even "you can grow past the hurt and/or the mistakes in your life and still become a good person or even a hero". And really, I wish I could believe that take. It's just. The writing simply doesn't add up. I wish it did, but it doesn't.

This is where we get back to the pre-WRGP arc. And not just that, actually, but the timeskip between the dark signers and pre-WRGP arc, too. Because the thing is, the last time we have seen Aki in anguish about her powers on-screen by the time the episodes above (108-109) arrive was during the DS arc, during the duel with her father, which happened during episodes 40-41. 40. to. 41. This was over sixty episodes ago at this point. And after that, that's it. As far as the DS arc is concerned, Aki's conflict about her powers is resolved the second she controls them for the first time when her father tries to interfere in her second duel against Yusei.

(Yeah, remember this moment? That was literally the last time we saw Aki in conflict with her powers.)

And I know some people would argue "but what about the dark signer duel with Misty?". And yes, I get it. Misty does accuse her of having murdered her brother with her powers and Aki gets incredibly (understandably) upset about it. But the thing is, we know that's fake, and during the duel, Aki knows that, too. She goes as far as insisting that there were no casualties at the duel where Misty thinks Toby died.

(Yes, I have screenshot proof for literally every dumb little thing in this show, why do you ask?)

It's only after Misty keeps pushing and backing her into a corner during their duel (and literally gaslighting her) that she begins to believe Misty's version of the events. Which is why this doesn't "count" as Aki being in conflict with her powers the way her second duel with Yusei does. At least not to me, feel free to debate me over this if you wanna.

Okay, but what am I driving at here? Fair question. Let me hop back to after the dark signers' defeat.

So, we know there's a half-year timeskip between the DS and the pre-WRGP arc (which was allegedly enough for NDC to connect the city and Satellite, deal with all the social issues that entailed, and also build a giant duel network, which I will never believe but I digress). Unfortunately, what exactly our main characters did during that timeskip is never addressed, it's just kind of there to segway immediately into the WRGP setup. So the only thing we can do is guess at what they got up to based on where they are as people by the time we get back to them during the start of the pre-WRGP arc. So where's Aki at when we see her again after the dark signers' defeat then?

Oh, she's attending duel academy again now! That's nice. So that probably means the student body isn't scared shitless of her anymore and she's not being ostracised anymore.

Wow, she's an exceptional student! That means she must be a really good duellist. So she got the hang of her powers, then?

...Ah.

Do you start to see my problem? Past the DS arc, we are not being given any indication that Aki is still struggling with her powers or still resents them or herself like she used to. You could be forgiven for thinking that she's healed in the meantime. She's fine. She has accepted herself and can now use her powers safely. Which makes her later claiming "she no longer needs that cursed power" a bit... hmmm. And another thing. The fact that she refers to it as "cursed" rubs me the wrong way. After the defeat of the dark signers, she literally never does that even a single time before the moment in the hospital during the storm. (I'd post all the screenshots to prove it here but for one, tumblr doesn't allow it, and for two, I hope you'll believe I did my due diligence without it.)

And it just irks me. If the powers are still a "curse" to Aki by episodes 108-109, why give us the moment above?

And why give us this moment, where she saves Sherry, Yusei, and herself with those powers?

And why give us this moment, where she literally uses her powers at a public event to protect people, and is evidently not cussed out as a witch for it? Neither of these moments do anything to indicate that Aki still hates her powers. They don't indicate that she sees them as a "beast of burden" or necessary evil of a sort, either. On the contrary, I don't think it would be too out there to claim all these moments make her look rather badass. Like a small celebration of "hey, now she can finally use these powers for cool and not evil things!".

Yet, somehow, we still end up with episodes 108-109, where the writers expect the audience to buy that Aki was secretly still hoping she might eventually be rid of these powers after all. And maybe this would be easier to swallow if there weren't also the fact that they later literally go back on it to add to this confusing mess. Because the thing is, we all know the finale scene after the three-way duel with Sherry where Aki protects them with her powers (which have suddenly reappeared, aha!) again and also finds out she can use these powers to heal. So not only is the framing of Aki suddenly being glad to have lost her powers extremely weird, it's also temporary anyway!

So my question is. What was the point. What was the point of all this if the writers ended up going back on it anyway? Because I want to believe there's a reasonable, charitable explanation that also makes sense with what they show us in terms of Aki's characterisation past the DS arc, but if there is, I cannot for the life of me find it. If anything, this whole thing feels like it completely contradicts itself.

First, they tie up Aki's conflict with her powers with a neat bow after she manages not to hurt her father anymore. Then, they launch into the pre-WRGP arc and blatantly tell us that she can now control them. No questions asked. Indisputable fact, and we get nothing that contradicts that, either. Then, we get a bunch of setup showing her using her powers, too, and what's more, we get other significant players in the cast taking notice of it, too, as though it might become relevant. Because Sherry isn't the only one who gets curious about Aki's powers.

(I will never understand how Placido's hood works together with his horn-thingies and have stopped trying at this point.)

The literal, central antagonists of season 3-4 also take notice of it. Like that means something. Like it'll come up again later. But, well. We know it doesn't.

Instead, she suddenly loses her powers out of nowhere (and we are never given a reason for it, either, which does nothing to make this writing decision seem anymore understandable). And, look. The thing that upsets me most about this isn't even the fact that it feels a little inconsistent with Aki's character post DS arc. If that were the only problem, I could still suspend my disbelief far enough to go along with the idea that she secretly still hated her powers quietly in the background and wanted them gone anyway. What really pisses me off is that it reeks of zero setup and knee-jerk decisions in the writing room ten miles against the wind. If they wanted us to believe Aki's glad to be rid of her powers, why give absolutely no indication that she's at odds with them past episode 41 anymore? Why let her state outright that she can now control them? Why show her on several occasions using them to her own and other people's benefit, the way a hero would? And if her powers are supposed to vanish and it's supposed to make sense, why is there no reason for it? They already used cyborg timetravel at that point, they could have literally come up with any nonsense related to that and it would have probably made at least more sense than just letting her powers vanish for no reason at all. Also, if the message behind all this is supposed to be either of the things I mentioned way above—if the idea the audience is supposed to be getting is either "you don't need special powers to be a hero" or "your past and/or your mistakes don't define you and you can heal and grow past them"—why reintroduce the powers, which, in this reading, would be a symbol of Aki's pain, of her mistakes and her dreaded past, at the very end, during the finale, then? It just doesn't add up, and it frustrates me to no end.

The writers wanted to make the moment Aki realises she can help people (well, one person, a child) without her powers seem triumphant so bad, but every time I watch it, it just completely falls flat for me. This isn't a triumph, this is a hot mess of bad writing decisions. All I'm saying is, if they wanted me to buy that Aki would be happy about losing her powers here, they were missing a hefty amount of setup and also shouldn't actually have given them back to her during the finale (no, not even as healing powers).

Moreover... I'll freely admit I also have a personal problem with this scene. I've seen this show and these episodes several times by now, and during my last rewatch and my current one, something about this scene has been creeping up on me, and I think I've figured out what that is now. So I talked about the possible message behind this scene already, and the reading I've given so far was fairly forgiving. But the thing is, there is another reading that has occurred to me that I can't unsee anymore. As much as you could make a valid case that this scene is trying to say that people don't need to be special to be heroes and save others, that past mistakes don't define us, and yadda yadda, there's also a much, much less pleasant way to interpret this scene: "You're better off if you don't stand out." And I'll freely admit, this interpretation probably occurs to me specifically because I was considered a "weird kid" at school, singled out by bullies, and avoided by "popular" kids (take a wild guess why I relate to Aki so much!). And over the years, you learn to downplay that "weirdness" because you become desperate to be accepted by someone, anyone. And given everything the show gives us about Aki's relationship with her powers, it'd make sense that this idea would be buried somewhere in her head, too. It's better not to stand out. Don't be weird. Sand down your edges so there's no chance people could get upset about them. You're better off being whatever everyone else considers "normal" than being whoever you are. It doesn't matter if this is a part of who you are, just become someone else. Someone who's easier to accept. Who's easier to love. You don't need your "weirdness".

You don't need this cursed power.

You know, the "cursed power" that Aki had from the beginning of the show, that was a part of her for years, and that the show didn't give any indication could vanish. The power that we were led to believe would just be there forever, because it was simply a part of Aki, not a conscious thing she (or the narrative) could choose. The power that we were, for all intents and purposes, led to believe she had mastered and maybe even accepted along the way. But sure, let's get rid of that. It's better if she's """normal""". And more convenient for the writers, too! After all, if she doesn't have powers anymore, they can't cause plotholes (of which the WRGP already has enough) and can't possibly give Aki any more badass moments, which makes it that much easier to sideline her. And let's package this weird, shittily set-up moment in a message about how she's better off without her powers anyway. She's happy! It makes complete sense that she's happy. She's finally normal like everyone else. Ignore the way people who might relate to the character could possibly interpret this moment differently. And ignore how none of the writing surrounding this moment makes sense.

...Sigh.

Okay, I think I've let off enough steam. I just. Yeah. I'm sorry, but I cannot for the life of me view this scene in a favourable way and watching it today made me want to chew glass tbh. My only solace is that they went back on this trainwreck writing decision in the finale. Which, really, just makes this whole mess really, really pointless, doesn't it?

For anyone who stuck around this long, thanks for reading. Sorry if this got extra-rant-y. Idk man, I just think “it’s worth the effort to accept yourself as you are, even with all the bits you might not like at first” would have been a better message than whatever this turned out to be.

[boypussydilf]

wow?? idk where the influx of keroro asks are coming from so i wanna drop in something that ive observed as someone who used to be into keroro but now has only seen like. a few episodes (granted like two years back I only finished up until 100 or something) and now I just see some random episodes sometimes.

i might be observing this wrong but wouldnt Natsumi (and maybe any of the kids as well around keroro and his platoon's vicinity) be... affected (i mean not like how canon does it) but more so in terms of psychological damage???

Okay to me its a lot prevalent with Natsumi but I think she NEARLY DIES like once or twice because of the platoon's shenannigans. Do you remember that there was a disease that was used to kill specifically Natsumi?

What about that one uuuh weird episide where Natsumi and Keroro were stuck in some room with several models of themselves and like while they were about to escape some um water i guesd flooded into the room but keroro managed to escape but Natsumi was stuck there for like MAYBE A FEW FUCKING HOURS?? MINUTES??? HOW LONG WAS KERORO PASSED OUT IDK.

All Im saying is that I wish that people were more aware that these frogs can and will put these kids in danger, though idk what kinds of dangers that fuyuki experienced since im more focused on Natsumi.

Does AKI ever care that her child is constantly putting herself in danger to stop an invasion even in some occasional moments it nearly KILLS HER???????

Is she even incinvicble? build different? Shes a literal teenager trying to joggle sports, homework, and personal life, and maybe some personal issues as well in regards to her family but she believes that she can stay strong despite it all.

I think Natsumi needs therapy. I actually think she really does need it. Or maybe shes built different i dont know.

Does she ever think about the fact that she doesnt ever want her family to get hurt by the platoons constant stupidity? She cares about them alot. Or maybe im remembering wrong since I havent watched the entirety of the show, idk what do u think?

HI sorry i did not respond to this earlier i was too busy and high for a few days to say anything 💚 no ur right though ur right

LIKE. its a comedy series aimed at children so the canon answer is always going to be No they’re all fine. but to ME keroro is NOT a comedy series it is a GRIPPING CHARACTER DRAMA and NO ONE here is FINE. like those kids genuinely go through some insane shit and aki doesn’t give much of a fuck bc she’s quirky (i think realistically she would give more of a fuck like she’s not the best mom what with the “leaving her 13-14 year old daughter to be head of the household 85% of the time” but she Tries but again, comedy series for kids) . look natsumi hinata goes through so much every day of her life and yoshizaki will never address it but i think about it all the time. she has so much on her plate already being put in the Classic Eldest Daughter Position and having so many expectations on her at school because everybody loves her and thinks she’s the best and coolest ever and then ALIENS SHOW UP AT HER FUCKING HOUSE and keep WRECKING EVERYTHING and she keeps getting told she’s “EARTH’S FIRST LINE OF DEFENSE” SHE IS IN MIDDLE SCHOOL ?

basically yeah realistically she and many of the other characters would be a little fucked up by all of the things that have happened to them. here, take the basil boypussydilf mandated Keroro Gunso Therapy Chart

[symphonic-scream]

Fucking gotta talk about this shit I've accidentally made something somewhat wholesome

So. The focus this time? Hifumi. GASP. and? Transfem Hifumi. Yeah.

So she's new to being herself. Conservative family, sheltered, one night she ducks into some random bar to get away from the crowds and- oh. Its Crossroads. A gay bar. There she meets Joker for the first time, a blooming Drag Queen, and they become good friends. Joker is there as Hifumi discovers shes trans and helps her set things in place to get away from her family

You see, Joker has lots of queer friends. Working at a gay bar does that to a guy. Unfortunately he and his boyfriend Goro don't have room in their apartment with his little sibling staying with them, so he resorts to plan B. Asking Haru and Makoto to help a woman out

So basically. Hifumi learns how to live as herself freely for the first time, with the help of some new queer friends while living in Makoto and Haru's guest room and having weekly tea with Akira

Here's where everyone's at!

Joker (Akira)- he's a drag queen of course. Moonlights as Aki-chan at Crossroads, is dating Goro, shares a small apartment with him and Futaba. Friend to many a queer folk, he jokes that he's the slutty glue that keeps their ragtag group together

Ryuji- studying to be a gym teacher, a proper one. Bisexual, cis. Openly bi too, he has his flag pinned to everything he owns. He even dyed his hair in the flag colours once when he had too much to drink. Shares Ann's place with her, Shiho, and Yusuke, he's blossoming out now that he's out of highschool

Ann- beginner actor, bisexual and cis, been dating Shiho since their highschool days. When Ryuji woke up with his hair dyed, she dyed her pigtails out of solidarity. She really hopes Hifumi branches out into trying different fashion and makeup options, she's looking forward to a good girl's night with someone other than Haru

Yusuke- gay asexual. Transmasc, he/they. A starving artist rescued by two overly friendly bisexuals (and Shiho), his room in their place is a den of colour and expression and their soul splattered on the walls. He ends up closest with Hifumi out of the roommate quad

Futaba- they like girls but doesn't wanna pin down their sexuality just yet. Agender, fine with the label non-binary too, any pronouns. Works as a freelance cyber security assistant out of Akira and Goro's apartment, doesn't like being around people too much. They like Hifumi. She's quiet, smart. She's also unafraid to join Futaba in bullying Goro

Makoto- lesbian transfem. To put her identity into the classic lesbian terms, she's between futch and butch, and is working to be a youth councilor. She transitioned rather young and has reached a solid point in her life, and is very excited to get to guide Hifumi on her journey of defining Womanhood for herself. She and Haru are married in every sense but the legal one

Haru- cis lesbian. Though, honestly, shes mainly only ever had eyes for Makoto. High femme. She runs a little cozy bakery slash coffee shop under their apartment, the whole place screams cottage core. She's excited to have another person to dote on around the house. Secret from the others, but her and Makoto are beginning talks of whether they'd want to have a kid

...

Yeah I. Y'all,,, holy shit

[oh-surprise-its-me]

I got a text from my own estranged father that made me pissed, it made me wish for a better father again so I’m taking it out on Ron. Sorry. 💞 *me basically taking a box of angry emotional bees and tossing them at Ron*

@aki-draws-things

TW: reference to child abuse. Ron definitely is having a panic attack during this.

Ron can’t stop shaking. He’s curled on the bathroom floor. He had just put Jake down for bed. The little two month old baby cries the most heartbreaking sounds.

Ron isn’t sure he can do this.

He has no model figure of what a dad should be. He’s going to fuck this kid up more then anything else he’s ever fucked up in the world.

“Ron?”

They’re too good for him. He’s going to be just like his father. Going to drag them down until they’re shells of the people they were. Hurt them in ways he can’t even think of yet.

He hears more voices talking. He can’t understand a single thing being said to him. He can only feel the tears going down his face.

Weak.

All he hears is his fathers voice in his head.

He wishes he had a good father. God he craves what he could’ve had. Why couldn’t his dad be good. Why. Why did Ron get punished just for being a kid. For asking his dad a question. For playing with toys.

“Ron!”

He looks straight up at that. Tommy. Great Tommy. Kind Tommy who took him in when he should’ve just died outside. Tommy who dragged him back to life when Ron felt nothing inside.

Behind him he sees Chris. Their little star. Ron doesn’t deserve either of them.

Chris is too good. Too perfect for him to taint. He can’t ruin Chris. Selfishly he thinks he’s already probably ruined Tom so what’s one more hug.

He hears Jake wake back up and cry, they both stand there without moving. “Go get him why are you still here? Go.”

Chris almost flinches at the tone of the words.

Great Ron. You’re such a fucking idiot. Hurt them with words before you hit them. Great. It’s in your dna might as well start early.

Tom yanks Ron into a standing position. “Ron? You in there?”

Tom and Chris both had watched as Ron put Jake to bed. He had a different look in his eye tonight. He had stumbled past them with a look Tom had only seen ever in relation to Ron’s dad. Chris and Tom both went after him.

“Sunshine what happened?” Ron gives a small smile at the nickname. Somehow they’re in their bed now. Chris still isn’t back. Good. He should be running away with Jake. Take him so far away that Ron can’t ever hurt him. It might kill Tom but he’d understand if it meant protecting Jake. “Ron!”

Ron startles. He blinks at Tom. “Uh. Keep thinking about my dad. How I’m going to be like him. Don’t wanna hurt you guys. Can’t hurt Jake. You’ve gotta promise me Tommy. Promise that you’ll end me if I ever hurt Chris or Jake.”

Tom has tears running down his face, he pulls Ron into his arms. “Baby you’d never hurt them. And you’re nothing like your dad. He was evil. You’re sunshine.” Ron smiles at the pun. There’s a voice from the doorway. “Ron you’re more protective of Jake then both me and Tom. You’d do anything for that kid. From what I know that means you’re nothing like your dad.”

Chris slips into bed curling around Ron’s back, he presses a kiss into Ron’s neck. “It’ll be okay. You’ll feel better in the morning. You’re running on too little sleep.” Ron laughs. They’re all on too little sleep. What’s new about that. “Shouldn’t be a dad. Always wanted kids but what if I fuck him up.”

“Oh baby. That’s every good parents fear. If you’re not scared about fucking him up you don’t care.” Tom nods, he brushes the hair out of Ron’s face, its grown so far past regulation. Jake likes reaching a hand up and grabbing it.

Tom presses a kiss to Ron’s eyebrow. “You wouldn’t let Jake sleep on you if you were a bad dad. Wouldn’t pick him up when he cries. Would tell him to be quiet but instead you tell him to make all the noise he wants. You want to be there for all the doctor appointments, all the small little things. You care about that kid.”

Chris nods, “he’s your kid as much as ours Ron. He’s going to be a combo of the three of us. Your father be damned that’s your kid. You raise him how you want.”

Ron feels like crying again. He throws an arm behind himself to pull Chris closer. He shoves his face into Tom’s chest. “Sorry I freaked. Got a letter from my cousin the other week. Shredded it. He talked too much about my dad.” Tom hums, he glances over Ron’s head and looks at Chris.

They both know this isn’t going to be fixed like that but they also know their Ron. He would rather toss himself off a bridge then hurt any of them. Emotionally or physically. He’d never.

Chris thinks he’ll ask David and Lucas to watch Jake tomorrow night so they can show Ron how much they trust and love him.

Ron drifts off. Tom slips out of bed to grab a wash cloth to wipe the tears off his face with. Chris holds into Ron tighter. Their giant fool. The best thing that ever happened to them.

When Tom comes back he looks a bit better. He runs a hand down Chris’s arm. “Love you. Sorry he freaked.” Chris shakes his head, “love you too but it’s not like you knew that would happen. It’s been a long week. Lots of emotions. It’ll be fine.”

They all drift off into sleep.

-

Ron looks embarrassed in the morning. He’s holding Jake and feeding him when they find him. “You okay baby?” Ron nods. He presses a quick kiss to Jake’s head. “Yeah. Sorry about last night. It was all too much.” Tom gently flicks Ron’s ear. “No sorry for your feelings. It’s okay. It’s always okay.”

Chris nods. He kisses Ron. “You’re feelings always are important. Especially when you’re feeling that bad. It’s okay baby.”

Ron looks like be might cry happy tears this time. But Jake interrupts them. The baby babbles at Tom, of course the man takes him from Ron. The other two can only look on with joy. “See. You’re good with him. He’s just a baby. They’re all weird sometimes.”

“Tommy don’t call our kid weird.”

“Chris he has three dads he’s a little weird.” Ron laughs at that. It’s nice to hear the word dads. He never thought it was a possibility. “I love you all. Thank you for making me a dad even if I did freak out about it last night.”

Tom laughs. “Course Sunny. Love both of you too.” He leans down and kisses Jake’s cheek. “Thank you baby for making me a tata. Love you.”

Chris slips into Ron’s lap. He grabs Ron’s face and holds on. “You’re our husband. Jakes father. Not that man’s son. He has no power over you. You’re ours. Not his. I love you for you.” Ron grins at him. He loops his arms around Chris and squeezes. “Thanks mysz I appreciate it.”

They end up all on the couch for the rest of the day. Ron on the floor at one point with Jake for tummy time. Chris and Tom talk once when Ron is out with the dogs. They both think last night was a one off. A combo of things that just caused so much stress he got illogical. They agree to watch out for more.

More never comes. Ron seems to entirely forget that night. Not forget. Move past. He fully embraces being Jake’s dad. Chris and Tom both think Ron as made to have kids. Jesus Christ it should be illegal for him to be so hot with a kid in his arms.

They’re okay. It’ll be fine until it isn’t and then they’ll talk about it. Work through it.

[musubiki]

Ok idea for ikasumi bc I love her but what if she has a pet familiar like mochi does and she gets tattoos of them and when she fights she can summon ink versions of them similar to Megumi from JJK or Aki from CSM

i think if she were to have little friends, it would be the little things she draws and brings to life to keep her company!!! but since shes such a uhhhhh bad artist, her little friends are never anything cool or elegant looking like the familiars, its usually something dumb and decrepit looking like her little friends in this post!! half the time you cant even tell what it is.....mochis like "oh no! a dog monster!" and ikasumi goes "Its a fish."

but yeah her original power inspo is actually sai from naruto!!! i havent watched the series in forever but as a kid i always thought the whole "draw something on a page, bring it to life in the 3d world while it retains its ink-like looks" is so cool...,,.

pre-timeskip while shes doodling in her notebook, her little friends pop to life and hang out around her, walking around on the table and stuff (not at school obviously not to cause trouble, but other places). i also wanna say her little creatures are like the little snowmen on that series ice-guy-and-the-cool-female-colleague where they reflect the emotions she doesnt show herself!!!

(i also wanna say theyre like the soot on spirited away, in the sense that you can like.... "squash" them physically but they just.....re-manifest out of the ink puddle? the only way they get back on the page is if you hit them with something paper, or if ikasumi puts them back in the notebook herself !!!

[harryforvogue]

What is the best anime ever?i wanna venture into it

for me, the best anime ever are given, yuri on ice, fruits basket, and attack on titan.

but here are some more for you! (i got carried away)

entry level animes are ideally the short ones that are cute and get the job done. a lot of these are romances:

given - a love story between a boy who is mourning the death of his ex boyfriend and a guitarist. i LOVEEOEFJOSEJRFT this anime.

Romance killer - this shit is hilarious and very short so you can def binge in a weekend.

yuri on ice - ice skating story about a young ice skater who lacks serious confidence and his new coach who is also his role model and IT'S A LOVE STORY ugh it's beautiful and the soundtrack is gorg.

kamisama kiss - one of the older ones but still a classic romance. it's about a girl who gets turned into minor god and she has a very stubborn companion (idk what to call it in english) who doesn't immediately try to help her settle into her duties.

Yona of the dawn - fantasy with found family. Spoiled princess turned badass warrior. Romance subplot 

doukyuusei - short movie about classmates falling in love.

Angel beats - just depression.

Literally any Makoto Shinkai movie. So cozy. often with a beauriul romance. Recently watched suzume and it’s my fave from that series.

then i would go into some longer anime

Spy x family - a family of freaks fr it’s about a couple that marries for convenience though neither know each other’s true identity and a plot to bomb and kill and shit. There’s a psychic kid involved too. It’s a whole thing.  I didn’t love this but it’s a cute show.

fruits basket - one of my all time fave animes. recently had a reboot and new animation so it's gorgeous. all the men are so hot idc. there are romances and tear jerking moments. it's so wholesome and beautiful. it's about a girl who wants to break the zodiac curse of a family (the curse that turns the members into their zodiac animals and leads them to be controlled by their "god"). love it. shigure.... the man that you are.....

noragami - i haven't watched much of this but it's about a young minor god who is trying to become a major god and have lots of worshippers. also has a subplot romance hehehe

And then there’s the heavy ones with a LOT of plot (and hot men)

Attack on titan: one of my favorites also. long and it just ended like two weeks ago. It’s about titans that walk the earth, murdering everything in their path. The world knows nothing about them. A young boy and his friends join the army to kill these titans but what they find out is horrifying. You WILL cry and it’s pretty graphic so :D 

Chainsaw man - disgusting but in a different way. I’m gonna be so fr i only watched this for Aki. story isn’t hard to follow. It’s about a certain sect of a government using fiends to kill devils. It’s gory and very very graphic.

Banana fish - an ex army soldier kills his whole squad suddenly and with background rivalry and killing of gangs in new york, a young photographer from japan and the head of one of the gangs have to solve the mystery of the drug that caused the soldier to go crazy. If you’re gonna watch this, you NEED to look at content warnings. It has everything. Under the sun. EVERYTHINg. Beautiful animations though i am MAPPA’s number 1 fan.

Jujutsu kaisen - hot men wonderland fr. about exorcizing curses with found family, a super hot villain and lots of death. Currently on going. A little confusing at times but the graphics are GORGGGGG. Mappa again.

[princekirijo]

Since you've been talking about Riku quite a bit lately I was just wondering - are there any of your mutuals' ocs that you think he would get along well with?

Alright I've been putting this off for like. Two months now because I've been really nervous about it (a good nervous) but fuck it I'm just gonna get this done!!!

OK so the short answer is yes. I'll be 100% honest whenever a mutual posts about their OC I am IMMEDIATELY thinking about how they'd vibe with Riku. I can't help it I think about him 24/7 and to be honest I think it's actually a fun exercise that helps build up characters to imagine how he'd get on with other people.

The longer answer is tough because I don't want to ramble on too long and also I feel. silly. enough so I'm gonna just limit it to a few of my mutuals OCs. Readmore cause this got kinda long but also let me say that you should absolutely check out all the OCs I mentioned because they're so cool and well thought out and just amazing :]

So the first one is Nico (latenitewaffles) OC Katsuro Sanada who has been spinning around in my head ever since Nico introduced him. He's such a cool guy and I get excited whenever Nico posts about him!! Katsuro is an Akishinji kid so obviously with Riku being a Yukamitsu kid, these two would have grown up together. I think they'd balance each other pretty well!! From what I know of Katsuro he's a pretty chilled low energy dude, which honestly Riku needs because that boy is like a comet. Full of energy fr fr. I feel like Riku would have also had a much better time as a kid because he would have had someone very close to his age as a friend. There would be a period of time where the two would be in Kosei together and unfortunately I feel like they wouldn't spend much time together because Riku would have shut himself off from everyone while he was dealing with Hatanaka's bullshit and at the same time Katsuro had all the stuff with Nakada going on too. They'd def make it up to each other afterwards though :] Also Riku 🤝 Katsuro -> having weird ass dreams involving moons and coffins and green skies.

The second one I'm picking I'm cheating a little and picking two of Rui's (wildcard-rumi) OCs Tobei and Aki! If you wanna read more about them I'd highly recommend Rui's fic its so so good. I know there's more OCs in their Persona group but these would be the two I know most about. I think Riku would vibe with them pretty well too!! I know Tobei dislikes being pitied for his illness and I think Riku would kinda get that. He'd have to stop himself from checking in on him every two minutes because he just really cares about his friends but I think Riku would definitely encourage him to try new things, although maybe his high energy might overwhelm Tobei a bit... As for Aki well Riku would honestly vibe with him so much, he'd probably beg Aki to get him to teach him skateboard tricks... only for him to fail spectacularly because he was way too over enthusiastic about it. Also I found it kinda funny there's a place in the fic called Riku Park which is connected to the Labyrinth (which is the Shadow world of Rui's fic) and I think Riku would constantly refer to it as his park and would probably try and convince people he bought it. Just to see the look on their faces 💀

The third one then I'm picking is Asuka Misty (misty-wisp) OC! Another OC I've been rotating in my brain since Misty dropped this fic with her. Initially I think Asuka would be weary of Riku. Cause like Asuka is a very anxious person (for good reason too girl's going through it) and Riku is well. Riku "is anyone gonna rush head first into this dangerous situation" then doesn't wait for an answer Kirijo. However, I think because Asuka is really good at reading people, she'd probably be one of the few people to pick up on the fact that Riku's ego is just a front for how insecure in himself he actually is and eventually I think they'd be good friends :] Also I'm pretty sure Asuka gets on very well with Ann and well Riku gets on extremely well with Ann so the three of them would vibe well with Ann acting as kinda the middle ground between the two.

OK I think that's like. The main ones I can think of where I know enough about the OC to talk about the potential Riku dynamic. A few honorable mentions would be (yusuke-of-valla) Alto's OC Ryuko, both her and Riku are theatre kid nerds and would probably sing + gush about Musicals together, Gabe (elijah-terry) OC Yuuha again they both love dancing so they'd vibe with that and also they have a black mask AU and thats all I can think of for now. I know there's other OCs I'm missing so I'm really sorry about that >.< But this was a really fun ask to think out thank you anon :] and I hope I did all my mutuals' OCs justice....

[healersadjust]

What is something you've always wanted but never told anyone?

For..as many as you want! Bwahaa I like all of yours.

And, pandora’s box is opened! Thank you so much for the ask!!!!! And thank you!!!!!

Aki:

“Oh, this is embarrassing… If you tell anyone, I’ll never forgive you! But… I wanna go sledding. Or just kid things, you know? But sledding the most. I didn’t get to do the things my sisters did, and they looked like they had so much fun… I know I’m too old to want to do kid things, but I wanna do it.”

Leonidas writes:

I want a home. I want to have a place where I can always call mine, somewhere secluded… With a huge bed, large enough to fit me and my partners. I want enough space for the kids to have guest rooms so they can visit and stay with us for a while. I want something like the Bookman’s Shelves. Urianger had such a cute little home, and I think he misses it. I want to give him that again. I fear my partners will think that I don’t want to adventure with them. I do! I just… Also want a permanent spot we can come home to when we are finished.

Cevi:

“Oh, you’re just looking to get an old woman to spill her secrets! Well… I suppose there’s no harm in telling you… I want to go on another adventure with the group. I fear I’d love it too much, though. As my memories return, I remember more and more why we gave it up… It makes me worry for my daughter. Aki is so much like we were… But, regardless, I want to feel the rush of combat, just once more.”

Lucien:

“I want to visit my old boyfriend’s mother… It’s been many, many years. I can only hope she’s forgotten my face. Back then, she didn’t know he was my boyfriend… She thought I was dating his sister still. But she welcomed me like family. I want her warm hug, just once more. But I am undeserving. Her children are dead because of me, leaving her completely alone.”

Florian:

“I want to remember everything. I tell Constianne that I’m okay with not knowing, but I KNOW she’s hiding the hard parts of our childhood from me… She’s easy to read. I know she’s trying to protect me, but I’m not a child anymore! But… It makes her feel better. I overheard her speaking with Cevi, saying how she’s happy she can protect her little brother, and I appreciate the sentiment, but… She needs comfort, too. I just want to remember it all so I can take that weight off her shoulders.”

Constianne:

“I will be real with you… I want to have a quiet day with the family. I want us all to sit by a campfire and lean on each other’s shoulders and hold hands and hum softly, simply enjoying each others company. I don’t know how to make this happen… They’ll think it’s a joke. But I want it, badly.”

Cecelia:

“I’ve always wanted to feel like a princess. I want to wear an obnoxiously large dress and tiara and dance around my ballroom gracefully… Just for a night. I grew up dirt poor, and that’s always been a dream of mine.”

Amil:

“I want to be normal. I want to live my life with no relation to the void. I want to understand the people around me, I want to have silly thoughts like they do. I want to be silly, like humans are. Of all the mortal traits I didn’t get, it was cruel I didn’t get that one.”

[educatedsimps]

coming home to you

dad!atsumu x fem!reader

genre: FLUFF, also slight suggestiveness because it’s atsumu (duh)

includes: kids (like, four of them), reader’s called mommy, Miya Twin Chaos 2.0, a baby angel and a feisty little sis

wc: 1.8k

a/n: heyyy it’s Lyssa :) this is my first (short) fic ever and i apologise for any errors or mistakes :”) this was purely self-indulgent ‘cause i was having dad!atsumu brainrot at 2am one night and thought it would be cute to write it out. hope you like it and please do leave a comment on what you thought! feedback is appreciated <3

PS: reader has four kids with atsumu, twin boys (6), a girl (3) and another little boy (2). also recommended that you read the character intro (coming soon!) in the AU1 masterlist before reading but it’s not compulsory :)

sighing, you unlocked the door to your home and stepped inside, noting that all the toys were kept neatly and the dishes were done and dried. the dining table was clear of the usual clutter and only a standing lamp next to the sofa was left turned on. it gave a warm glow to the cozy apartment you shared with your husband and four kids.

after setting your bags atop the dining table, you went upstairs to the twins' bedroom, hoping to see your rambunctious twin boys knocked out cold for the night.

you opened the door as quietly as you could and peeked inside. the twin beds were perfectly made, without a sign of anyone having been there earlier. confused, you went further down the hall to your daughter's bedroom. it was also empty, her blankets and pillows untouched.

you stepped back into the hallway. it was eerily quiet. having a set of twin boys who were exactly like their father and uncle meant that it was never quiet in the house, and neither did having two toddlers.

slightly worried, you padded over to yours and Atsumu's shared bedroom and opened the door. you peeked inside.

there, you found your beloved husband, Miya Atsumu, curled up on the king-sized bed with three of your kids. the twins, Ryūjin and Ryōta, and their little sister Atsukō settled around their father among their nest of pillows and blankets.

Atsumu was reading them a story, using an animated voice and wild hand gestures. the children giggled whenever he slipped on a word or read something wrongly. little Akira was already fast asleep in his crib next to the bed.

a warm feeling blossomed in your chest as you watched your family from the doorway.

"...and the tiger went ROaRrR-" Atsumu stopped and looked up from the book when he noticed you leaning against the doorframe. his eyes softened when he saw you, suddenly filled with so much love and admiration. it made your heart skip a beat even after so many years of having seen the same look in his eyes.

Ryūjin, Ryōta and Atsukō looked at their father with curious eyes, wondering why he stopped. then they followed his gaze to your figure standing at the entrance of the bedroom.

"MOMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Atsukō squealed, jumping out of bed and barreling her tiny three-year-old body in your direction. her older brothers weren't far behind.

you stumbled back as you were nearly knocked over by three of your children hugging your torso and legs. Atsumu desperately shushed them in fear of waking up your youngest son.

"MOM, Ryō borrowed my extra shoes for volleyball practice today and got them dirty!" Ryūjin, the older six-year-old twin, practically exclaimed in your face.

"DID NOT! it was already dirty because you can never keep anything of yours clean!" Ryūjin's identical twin brother, Ryōta, retorted.

"YES, I CAN-"

"SHUT UP!" came a higher pitched voice from behind the boys.

"can you two just stop screaming for two seconds? do you wanna wake Aki-chan up?" Atsukō whisper-yelled. she crossed her arms in front of her chest as she spoke firmly to her two older brothers. her cheeks were slightly puffed as she pursed her lips. she took her job as Akira's older sister very seriously. you had to resist the overwhelming urge to coo at her adorable expression.

her big brothers sheepishly scratched the backs of their necks upon hearing her words, blushing an adorable pink.

Atsukō really was like her friend, Bokuto Yua. they both understood the pains of growing up with obnoxious older brothers, and having to do damage or violence control more often than not. but compared to Yua, Atsukō was slightly more outspoken.

it was a common occurrence for Atsukō to have to yell at her brothers to stop their petty fights, or, on rare occasions, join their squabble. Yua, on the other hand, often had an authoritative and slightly intimidating aura when dealing with her three brothers. instead of shouting at them to stop, she'd simply pull them apart with the help of an adult (since she's tiny) and speak to each of them sternly.

Yua’s basically a mini Akaashi dealing with multiple mini Bokutos on a daily basis.

it was honestly quite adorable watching a stubborn but sweet little girl like Atsukō play and interact with a more composed child like Yua.

Atsukō sighed, shaking her tiny head before waddling over to you.

"mommy, how was your day?" she asked you in a much sweeter tone. her golden brown eyes looked up at you along with a pearly white smile that made you want to smOosh her cheeks together.

you kneeled in front of her her, chuckling lightly. "thanks for asking, ‘Tsukō. my day went great, sweetie." you pecked her forehead before turning to your sons to give them each a kiss on their cheeks.

"c'mon kids, give your mom some space. she's tired, aight?" Atsumu came over from his seat on the bed, ushering the kids back towards the bed as you stood back up. he approached and swiftly caught your lips in a sweet kiss, the words “welcome home, my love" conveyed to you through the tender kiss.

it was a short kiss but it was just as meaningful as every other one you’ve shared with him. you sighed softly into the kiss as his rough palm caressed the side of your face.

"EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW," came a chorus of kids' voices from behind him. fake gagging sounds could be heard too. Atsumu pulled away, huffing.

"please, it’s not like you’ve never seen yer folks kiss before. it’s gettin' late, back to yer rooms, you little nincompoops," Atsumu chided. the trio grumbled and shuffled past you into their respective bedrooms after saying goodnight.

"i'll give you your goodnight kisses later, okay? let me take a shower first," you called out to them, laughing at your family's antics.

"i’ll get those monkeys to bed first. you go ahead, darlin'. i'll join ya later," your husband winked, giving you an all-too-familiar smirk. you slapped his arm gently.

"can't a woman take one shower without it getting steamy?" you scoffed. truth be told, you've never minded taking showers with Atsumu. but you weren't gonna let him know that.

"nope," Atsumu popped the "p" sound, shaking his head before whispering in my ear, "also, that pencil skirt looks great, love. but I'm sure you'll look even better without it."

he smirked again.

you blushed at his words.

damn that stupid smirk.

he practically sauntered over to the twins' room after that, leaving you a hot blushing mess outside the bedroom.

—

you towel-dried your hair and stepped out of the bathroom just as Atsumu walked into your shared bedroom.

"dammit, y/n, must you take such quick showers all the time? i just got those three to bed! we never take showers together anymore," he whined, dragging out the last syllable.

"must you take so long to get them to fall asleep?" you countered, shooting him a smirk of your own.

before he could react, you walked over to your youngest son's crib next to the bed.

“hi, baby," you cooed softly, bending down to gently caress Akira's small face. his skin was soft and smooth to the touch, and he looked so angelic, sleeping peacefully in his small crib. he was ethereal.

(Jo, squealing: HIS CHEEKS LOOK LIKE MOCHI)

Atsumu came up behind you and rubbed his hands up and down the sides of your arms, breathing in the scent of your damp hair. your back was flush against his built chest as his lips brushed over your temple.

you never realised how much you missed these quiet moments together.

"he looks like you," Atsumu mumbled into your ear, his muscular arms slowly making their way around your torso.

"yeah... Atsukō looks like you, though," you mused. he hummed in acknowledgement.

"but the twins are perfect mix of both of us," Atsumu grinned, finally engulfing you in a huge hug. you laughed.

you turned around and lazily draped your arms over his shoulders, fingers tickling the dark roots at the base of his neck. you looked into his eyes and saw that same mix of admiration, mischief, happiness and so, so much love.

if Osamu were here, he'd probably be puking his guts out, seeing his brother give you googly heart-eyes. you chuckled at the thought.

"thank you, for givin’ me everything i could ever have asked for," Atsumu whispered. his warm breath fanned your cheek and he touched your foreheads together, his nose lightly bumping into yours. he closed his eyes, basking in the moment between you two.

your heart fluttered uncontrollably.

"you know, even after all these years, you still manage to give me crazy butterflies," you whispered, giggling. his eyes jolted open as he leaned back to look at me.

"oh yeah? i give ya kids, too, y’know," he playfully added.

"trust me, i know," you chortled.

before you could say anything else, though, he pushed you backwards and flopped your bodies in the middle of your huge bed. you yelped just as your back hit the airy mattress.

he braced himself with his forearm as he hovered over you, slowly trailing kisses from your ear to your jaw.

"then, how 'bout we have another one?" he asks, not once stopping his actions. you snorted, lightly pushing him off, only to see him giving you a huge pout.

"Taumu, we just had Akira less than two years ago. i don't think we'll be able to handle another one. or two," you shook your head.

before he could protest, you leaned up to give him a kiss. he kissed back, as always, but his lips still formed an adorable pout.

now you see why you’re soft for Atsukō's pout. she looks just like her father.

atsumu sighed and rolled off of you, but only to pull you closer not two seconds after pulling the duvet over yourselves.

he wrapped his arms around you tightly. his face snuggled into the crook between your neck and shoulder.

"i know you want a big family, Tsumu, but how about we grow this one first, before we think of having a whole volleyball team of kids, hm?" you giggled. he grumbled under his breath. "besides, my body can only take so much. and I don't think Samu would appreciate having to babysit so many Miyas almost every week."

"i guess you’re right..."

"i love you, y/n," he mumbled. "i love you so, so much." he gave your shoulder another kiss before entangling your legs together under the sheets.

"i love you too, Tsumu," you yawned, before slowly drifting off into a comfortable and restful sleep in the arms of the man you love. the man you built a home and a family with.

work could be draining and being an adult could be frustrating at times. it’s not fun, sure, but with a husband and family like that? you really couldn't have asked for more.

a/n again: hehe sorry, my writing really isn’t that good, i wrote this a while back but i hope you got the gist of this one-shot! go check out the rest of our tumblr if you haven’t already! it’s pretty chaotic interesting ;)

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[haitaniplug]

CLASS PROJECT CHAPTER TWENTY

summary - you really want to go abroad for the summer, but your grades fucking SUCK, so your parents won’t allow you to until you get them up. you were so ready to focus on the rest of the year until you get partnered up with Rindou Haitani. The boy that comes into school once every blue moon. And to make matters worse, it’s a project where participation counts. So now it’s your job to harass Rindou into getting his shit straight.

tags - enemies to friends to lovers , angst , crack , college au, eventual smut , fluff.

status - ongoing

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"I'm home!" Rindou slammed the door shut, taking off his shoes. "Welcome home honey!" A voice came from the living room that was NOT Ran's voice. "Oh you gotta be fuckin' kidding me..." Rindou muttered as he recognised the voice instantly.

"Who was that?" You asked as you stood behind Rindou, also in the process of taking off your shoes. Rindou ignored you, walking into the living room to see Sanzu Haruchiyo himself laying on his couch as if he was some fuckin' mermaid.

"Get the fuck out," Rindou said harshly, glaring at him. "Wow! I can't even stay over for dinner." Sanzu feigned injury by putting his hand over his heart, pouting as his eyeline traveled to you who was just entering the living room.

"Y/N!" He jumped off the couch and hugged you. The impact was a little forceful and you stumbled backwards a little bit before composing yourself, putting your arms around him, "HI HARU!"

Rindou rolled his eyes, ignoring the scene that's right infront of him. "Where's Ran?"

"Store." Sanzu stretched, "I was over when you texted him asking for him to make more food, so he ran to the store." He explained, grabbing your hand and dragging you over to the couch, "Wanna play a video game?"

You nodded, "Sure, which one?"

Sanzu pointed to the box next to the TV stand, "Go pick, I guarantee you, I'll murk you either way," You let out an airy chuckle before standing up and bending over to the TV stand, going through the box of games to see which one you feel like you could have a chance to win at.

Sanzu sent a look to Rindou who just scowled at him, walking over and past the TV to block you from Sanzu's eyeline, "Why were you even here? Don’t you have business with Mikey or something?”

”Mikey?” You asked, standing up and handing Sanzu the video game.

He inspected it, “Yeah, Mikey is my best friend,” you could practically see the hearts in his eyes as he said this. “Mikey is my boss y/n-,”

”-Our boss.” Sanzu cut off Rindou, “I’m his number two y/n.” His smile was wide, showing off his teeth as he kept on rambling on about Mikey and how awesome he is. You thought it was adorable the way his scars stretched out as he smiled. You started to wonder, how he even got those scars to begin with. Would it be insensitive to ask?

"Sanzu, can I ask you something potentially insensitive?" You cut him off and he shrugged, "Go for it."

"How did you get those scars?" You reached out and pointed on his face.

"Mikey gave em to me." Your eyes widened, "Anyway back to topic, as Mikey's number 2-"

Rindou just scoffed, picking up the videogame out of the case and inserting it inside the player. "Um Rindou, what do you think you are doing?" Sanzu raised his eyebrow as he spoke.

"Playing the game?"

You moved your head back and forth as they spoke to each other.

"I don't remember inviting you to play with me and y/n." Sanzu reached over and snatched the controller out of Rindou's hands and handing it to you.

"I don't remember inviting you to my house to begin with." Rindou rebuted with a scowl on his face.

"It's okay, I can just watch you guys-"

"I don't need your permission to be here. Ran invited me." Sanzu narrowed his eyes as he spoke to Rindou.

Rindou was about to respond till the front door opened. "Back." Ran said, as he entered the kitchen, putting the bag on the table before making his way to the living room. "Oh hello there," he winked at you and you sent him a wave.

Your mind travelled back to the last time you were here, remembering Rindou had a dog. "Rin, where's your dog?" You asked, looking around the living room with no trace of it."Sanzu hates our dog so he made us put her in the backyard till he left." Ran said, taking off his jacket.

"You're scared of dogs?" You asked Sanzu and he shook his head. "It's not a matter of me being scared of them, it's a matter of them hating me."

"Well look at your face, of course it'll be scared." Rindou answered sarcastically earning a dramatic gasp from Sanzu which made you laugh. "Y/N! You're meant to be on my side!" He pouted and you shrugged before turning to look up at Rindou, "Can I play with the dog?"

He nods and you smiled excitedly, hopping off the floor and opening the backdoor to see the dog laying on its side as if it was asleep. You approached the dog, kneeling next to it as you rubbed it's stomach, "Hi baby," you said in a high voice as it stood up, as if it was excited to see you.

Sanzu watched from the window in awe as he watched the interaction, "How many times has she been over for the dog to love her this much?"

"Like once," Rindou said and Sanzu gasped loudly again. Ran scoffed, rolling his eyes, "I'm gonna cook now."

Everyone nodded at Ran and he made his way over to the kitchen. Moments later, you reentered the living room with the dog in your hands. "She's heavy." You said, placing the dog down on the floor. It automatically jumped on you and you were laughing as you rubbed it's sides.

Cute. Rindou thought. "Sanzu you try pet it."

Sanzu looked scared, remembering the last time he even approached the dog it almost bit his hand off. "No, I'm good thanks." There was a look on Sanzu's face that looked almost terrified. The dog whipped it's head to face Sanzu and he yelped, thinking it was going to attack him again.

"Fuckin' wuss," Rindou muttered before sitting down on the couch, grabbing the controller, "Hurry up so I can beat your ass in front of Y/N." He handed Sanzu the other controller. You placed the dog on your lap and turned to face the TV as the video game started up.

"Watch and learn Y/N," Sanzu smirked at you as he chose his avatar. Rindou was waiting impatiently as Sanzu took the time to actually design his avatar, cringing when he made the hair colour pink. "Can you hurry up?"

"Patience is a virtue Rinrin." Sanzu says, eyes narrowing as if he was in deep concerntration as he adjusted the height of his avatar. Then he moved onto the face, chosing the eyeshape and size carefully and Rindou groaned loudly causing you to laugh, "It doesn't matter waht your fuckin' character looks like. He will be covered in blood by the time I'm done fighting you."

You giggled at their interaction and Rindou acted like the sound wasn't music to his ears. "Ok done, your turn," Sanzu pressed confirm on his avatar and Rindou just selected the default character before starting the match. It has been 2 minutes so far and Rindou won the first match, a smug look on his face as Sanzu started to spam the buttons with random moves.

Smug look turned scowl as Sanzu's spamming technique worked. You were watching, entertained as Sanzu kept punching Rindou's character over and over again until GAME OVER appeared on Rindou's screen. "Fuck you pinkie," Rindou tossed the controller on the couch, clearly pissed.

"Don't hate me cause you suck." Sanzu stuck his tongue out, "Y/N wanna try?"

"I don't know," you said, fingers still petting the dog as it laid on your lap, clearly enjoying your presence.

"I'll go easy on you, promise."

You sighed, lifting the dog up and stood up to your full height, grabbing the controller. Rindou snaked his arm around your waist, bringing down onto his lap facing the TV, "Let me teach you how to play." Your face heated up as the sudden close proximity and the words failed to leave your mouth so you just nodded.

Rindou brought his fingers over yours, explaining which button meant kick, punch and dodge. You nodded, studying each button as he explained. "To do a combo, you just press this and that one at the same time."

"Okay."

He pulled away, but still kept you on his lap as the dog walked over to you and laid by your feet. "Ready?" Sanzu asked, bringing his feet up onto the couch to avoid the dog at all costs.

"Yeah, i'm ready."

"Wanna design your avatar?" He asked and you nodded. Sanzu pressed exit and start new match, selecting his already predesigned avatar. You selected the female option and started to take your time aswell to design it causing Rindou to scoff, "You two spend more time designing than playing."

"Losers don't get opinons Rin," Sanzu shushed him as he watched you press confirm on your avatar.

"Just cause you're a girl doesn't mean I wont beat your ass ok?" Sanzu said smugly as he started the match. You rolled your eyes and started spamming random buttons, accidentally unlocking a new combo that Sanzu or Rindou have never seen before,

"WHAT?!" Sanzu yelled as his character instantly got K.O'd.

"YAY!" You cheered, holding the controller up in the air, "You were saying?" You turned to face Sanzu who just glared at you.

"Me and Y/N are a team," Rindou said, holding you closer to him. You snuggled into his side as he said this.

"Boy shut up. You're just saying this because she won ." You watched as the two started to argue again before the smell from the kitchen started to hit you. The aroma made your stomach growl loudly which shut the two boys up. "Don't laugh.." you said embarassed as you covered your stomach with both arms.

"Ran how much longer?!" Rindou yelled to the kitchen.

"Like 20." He responded and you could hear the sound of water running. He was probably doing the dishes.

"Well can Y/N get a snack or something? She's starving," your eyes widened and you were quick to shush Rindou, "It's fine Ran! I'll wait till you're done."

There was no response, instead you just heard the sound of a cupboard opening then footsteps. He stood in between the hallway and the living room, tossing a packet of strawberry flavoured pocky into your lap. "Oh.. thank you." You smiled and he nodded, making his way back to the kitchen.

"Let's play another one y/n, I'm not happy with my loss." Sanzu admitted, handing you the controller.

"Can you not see she's eating?" Rindou grabbed the controller from Sanzu, "I'll verse you again."

Sanzu nodded and you watched as you pulled a stick out and started to chew on it. Rindou seemed to be really into this match this time, cause his entire focus was on the screen as if he was determined to beat Sanzu.

Sanzu on the other hand was spamming random buttons to try and win, like usual. Your gaze travelled down to the dog who was watching the screen with it's tongue out. You grabbed the pocky packet, checking the ingredients making sure none of it's harmful to the dog before pulling out a stick and holding it infront of the dog.

The dog got up suddenly, causing Sanzu to flinch (again) and resulted in him losing his focus, allowing Rindou to slam him to the ground and win the match. "Fuck." Sanzu cursed as Rindou cheered. "Thank you Cleo," he staked his arm around the dogs side, patting it twice.

"The dogs name is Cleo?" You asked, and Rindou nodded watching as you were holding the pocky out for the dog as it chewed on it before biting it and lifitng it off your hand. Some of the dogs saliva was on your spare hand so you stood up, "Where's the bathroom?"

"Upstairs." Sanzu responded, scrolling on his phone with a visible pout on his face from losing. Making your way upstairs, there were 3 rooms. One you recoginsied last time as Rindou's room, the other was either the bathroom or Ran's room.

Taking a risk, you walked down the hallway, opening the first door you saw, hoping it was the bathroom.

"You asked her out yet?" Sanzu asked now that you were out of sight. Rindou shook his head, "Too early for that. We only met 2 months ago."

"2 months?" Sanzu said, eyebrows raised, "Seems longer,"

"It's ready." Ran called out from the kitchen, drying his hands.

After everyone eats, you're all back in the living room, except Sanzu is showing you how to play this very very confusing battle royale game. You were watching as he explained everything to you and Rindou and Ran were sat on the couch. Cleo was on Ran's lap as he fed her the left over food he had made. Rindou seemed to have zoned out, deep in thought before he was just looking down at his lap.

Ran nudged Rindou with his shoudler, causing him to look up. "You good?" Ran asked and Rindou nodded, "Yeah, why?"

"You seem out of it."

"Just thinking,"

"About what?" Ran asked him, patting the dog on top of the head before it hopped off his lap and walked down the hallway.

Rindou shrugged, his eyes shifting over to you and Sanzu, hating the way both of your knees were touching each other as you both sat next to each other. Hating the way his fingers touched yours as he explained. Hating the way you were smiling when he made a joke.

"Y/N, I'll drop you home." He stood up abruptly, "it's getting late."

You brought your phone out of your pocket and saw the time read 9:34PM. It was pretty late.

"Who's that?" Sanzu asked, pointing at the notification on your screen, the name reading Akira.

Rindou made his way over to you and peeked at your phone screen. The message from Akira asking 'You up?'

Who the fuck...

"He's my friend," you put your phone into your coat pocket, "I met him during one of my lessons and he helped me when you were away."

Oh.

Rindou nodded, before grabbing your hand and leading you to the door as you put your shoes on, "I'll be back in like 10 minutes."

Sanzu and Ran waved goodbye to you as Rindou led you outside and onto his bike. "Hold on tight ok?"

Nodding, you stepped onto the bike, sitting right behind him as you wrapped your arms around him and dug your face into his back. The ride was pretty short, since you both live near each other and he watched from the end of the road as you waved goodbye at him before entering your front door.

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You Have Me - Bakugou Katsuki

Dad!Bakugou x Babysitter!reader

Warnings: Dad!Bakugou, Fingering, 18+, Cursing, pining, cheating, daddy kink (cuz duh)

Request: Dad Bakugou in love with his babysitter. She’s younger than him but still over legal drinking age and Bakugou is not too old. I just wanna see how he’d go about this whole situation ESPECIALLY if he was already married.

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

“F-Faster Katsuki!” You said as Bakugou pounded into you on the kitchen island.

“Shit baby...fuck, you like that shit? Like how daddy fucks your sweet cunt?” He teased as he hit your cervix. “You gonna give me another brat? Huh? C’mon Teddy Bear I know you can do it~”

His hand traveled to your clit as he toyed with your pretty pussy. Your legs shook as he worked his magic and you clenched around his cock.

“Ohh~ ‘M gonna cum!” You cried out. Your hands clawed at Katsuki’s back as he sucked his teeth in due to the stimulating pleasure.

“Do it. Cream all over my cock baby.” You obeyed his every command as you did what you were told and spilled all over him. Your orgasm didn’t stop him as he continued to ram into you. He sped up as he chased his own release and threw his head back.

“F-Fuck! Fuck baby,” he leaned down close to your face as he used his hand to grab your chin. “I love you. You fuckin’ understand me?” He said and brought a smack to your ass. “I love you Y/N.”

His voice grew whiny as his thrust became sloppy. You both were a moaning mess until Katsuki met his climax and filled you with his release. Right as he came, his lips met yours for a rough and passionate kiss that you both desperately moaned into. He continued to slowly thrust into you to push his cum deeper inside your womb as you tugged at his hair. Your lips finally separated as Katsuki stopped his thrusts. He rested his forehead against yours as you both held heavy breaths. He grinned at your dazed eyes and grew excited. He was sure he done enough to get you pregnant. He saw your soft, angelic features and listened carefully as you began to speak.

“Katsuki...it’s time to wake up.” You said with a smile.

“Huh?” Bakugou said in confusion as he lifted his face away from yours. You sat up and shoved his shoulder as your voice began to fade out.

“Wake up! ....Wake up Katsuki. Katsuki! ....Katsuki!”

—

“Katsuki! Wake up!”

The 25 year old man had his eyes shot open as he flinched the slightest bit. He awoke to his bitch of a wife smacking his upper body to get him to come to.

“Ugh, the hell do you want?” He groaned as he layed back down in bed.

“I want you to get out of bed! We’re supposed to be going to Aki’s party today! You owe me since you didn’t want to buy me those heels!” She complained. Bakugou rolled his eyes at the gold digger and shooed her away with his hand.

“Go by your damn self. I have a meeting today. I’m not going to one of your shitty friend’s stupid ass parties. And also, I don’t owe you shit. I’m not dropping three grand on a pair of heels for some bitch.” He said with his eyes still shut. He heard his wife gasp at his insults and he could already imagine her dropped jaw.

“Excuse me, but I’m not some bitch. I’m your wife-“

“Who’s a bitch.” Bakugou interrupted. He opened his piercing, crimson eyes as he watched her tilt her head to the ceiling and crossed her arms.

“Hmph! Fine then! I’ll go by myself!” She said and marched out the room and out the house. Bakugou groaned as he rolled onto his back and threw his arms over his eyes.

“Good. That’s what I wanted. Stupid bitch.” He said to no one in particular. He sighed as he held on to the memory of the sweet dream he was having before his wife had interrupted. The sweet dream of him completely indulging himself in Y/N L/N, his son’s babysitter.

Was it wrong for him to have these thoughts about Y/N while being married? Yes. But did Bakugou care? Not at all. He was so drawn to Y/N it was like love at first sight for him. Besides, he didn’t love his wife anyway. They dated for a year and the whole time, Bakugou completely hated it. Truthfully, Bakugou dated her for her looks and the sweet facade she put up, but when her true self came through, Bakugou knew he was done with her. Unfortunately, before he had the chance to break up with her, his son Katsuo, was conceived. So when the news of her pregnancy became known to him, the toxic couple decided to tie the knot and get married. What a poor decision.

Bakugou decided enough time had been spent in bed and so he got up and got ready. Once he was fresh and clean he checked the time and saw it was 8:30. He made breakfast and prepped the table. Once he was done, he walked to his son’s room to wake up the little guy.

Katsuo Bakugou. Katsuki’s precious son. Even though he wasn’t planned, Katsuki loved his dear boy regardless. It’s sad to say the same thing can’t be said with the boy’s mother. Leiko Hotashi, Katsuo’s mother, seemed to have no love for the child, or anyone other than herself and money. She complained the entire pregnancy, she didn’t smile at the first sight of him when he was born, and she didn’t bother to be around the little guy either. Katsuo basically grew up without a mother’s love but he turned out just fine because Katsuki’s love was more than enough. The constant absence of his mother didn’t bother him and the child didn’t seem to care whether she was around or not. It’s sad really, but what can you do?

Bakugou walked into the room and saw a tuff of blonde hair that resembled his own. He walked to his ‘mini me,’ and shook the 5 year old awake.

“Katsuo...wake up bud. C’mon.” Katsuki said in a surprisingly soft voice. He was greeted with a pair of red eyes that copied his own and he smiled down at his carbon copy. “C’mon bud, breakfast is ready.”

Katsuo sat up in bed and yawned as he rubbed one of his eyes with his tiny fist. Katsuki smiled at the cute sight. “G’morning dad!”

“Heh. Good morning bud now let’s. Go. We got a nice breakfast waiting for us,” Bakugou said as he picked up his son in his arms. Katsuo giggled in excitement as Katsuki walked down the stairs and went into the kitchen.

The two sat down at the island as they enjoyed their breakfast and Katsuki listened to his son babble on about nothing. It was a peaceful morning for the most part. Katsuki’s morning always consisted of his crazy wife being a nag but other than that, he enjoyed his mornings with his son.

“So, I have to go to work soon and Mom is gone, but Y/N is coming by in a bit to watch you.” Katsuki explained to the young boy who seemed to light up at the mention of your name.

“Y/N’s coming?! Yay!” The boy shouted. Katsuo loved you. You’ve been his babysitter for 2 years and you already had the child (and his father) wrapped around your finger. Without knowing it, you showered the boy in motherly love, something that he never really got to experience. As we already stated, Bakugou felt drawn to you as if it was love at first sight, but seeing the way you interacted with his son just sealed the deal for him.

The two continued their meal and when they were done, Katsuki had the child wash up and get ready for your arrival. He cleaned up in the kitchen and by the time he was done, you knocked on the door. Bakugou felt his heart race at the knowledge of your presence and before he ran to the door, he stopped infront of a mirror to check himself. He fixed his hair and adjusted his clothes to fit more comfortably and then ran to the door. Before opening it, he placed his hand on the knob, took a breath, and then pulled the door open to be blessed with the sight of your beauty. “Y/N! Hi!”

“Heh, hey Katsuki.” You said as you stood at the door with a smile. You weren’t dumb. You always noticed how nervous Bakugou was whenever you were around. His crush was a little obvious to you and even though you felt something for the handsome hero, you never made any advances for the man. He was married and had a kid! There’s no way any sort of relationship was happening. Luckily, a very flirtatious friendship blossomed between you two and you grew so close that you both reached a first name basis.

Y/N L/N. A beautiful woman at the pretty age of 23. She was not only beauty, but she was brains, strength, and grace. She was a fierce and charming lady who had poison on her tongue but a fluffy heart of gold. The lot of you may be thinking that a 23 year old woman should be doing more than babysitting, but Y/N is still fairly young. And besides, babysitting was just a side gig. You had an actual career and owned your own dance studio but ever since you met the Bakugous, you just couldn’t give up on the little job.

“...Umm...Katsuki. Are you gonna keep staring or are you gonna let me in?” You said with a chuckle. Bakugou embarrassingly snapped out of his trance before speaking.

“Right! Uh, come in,” he said and stepped aside for you to enter. You nodded with a smile and walked into the large home, took a seat on the soft couch and you waited for Katsuo to come down. In the meantime, Katsuki always took the opportunity to make small talk with you.

“So..how’ve you been? It’s been awhile since you came over to watch Katsuo.” Katsuki said as he took a seat that was pretty close to you.

“Yeah, sorry about that. The studio’s just been pretty hectic with more clients coming in. Even before I came here, I dropped off some choreography for a heels class that I’m teaching tonight.” You said. The mention of your upcoming class made Katsuki a little excited. Your studio commonly filmed classes to post online for publicity and when Katsuki found videos of you dancing/teaching a heels class, he couldn’t help but constantly admire the view.

“Still coulda’ came by to at least say hi or something,” he said with a gruff but obvious sarcastic voice. “S’been forever since I- I mean since Katsuo saw you.”

“Relax dummy,” you said with a giggle as you playfully slapped his arm. “I’ve only been gone a week.”

Bakugou pretended to be in pain as he placed a hand over his chest, slumped in his seat, and scrunched his face. “Ouch. Don’t remind me. Like I said, it’s been forever.”

You both laughed at his little joke as he sat up straight again. You looked around the house and after seeing a few family pictures hanging, you decided to bring up another topic. “So..where’s the Mrs.?”

“Tch. She’s out at some random party.” He said as he stretched out his neck. You raised your brow and smirked at his answer.

“Oh? Is somebody upset he got left behind?” You teased which made Bakugou cackle a bit.

“Yeah right! Like I care about that nag. She could leave for an eternity and I wouldn’t care and neither would the kid. Besides, it’d just give me the opportunity to get a little closer to you.” He said as he leaned in a little closer and you did the same.

“Oh really?” You said with a smile.

“Really.” He replied back with a face that mimicked your own. Soon enough, his hand found a place on your inner thigh and gave it a squeeze. Your lips slightly separated with a tiny gasp and Bakugou definitely took notice of that. Things would’ve continued if it wasn’t for the sudden voice of a child.

“Y/N!” Katsuo said in excitement as he took notice of you on the couch. You and Bakugou jumped and quickly separated before the child could even get an idea of what was about to happen. You were quick to stand and greet the small boy as you crouched down to his level and gave him a hug.

“Hi Katsuo!” You said with your award winning smile. Katsuki watched from the couch as Katsuo went on and on about all the things he wanted to do today and the only thing that appeared in his head was a new family picture but with you in it instead of Leiko.

“Alright bud,” Bakugou said as he got up from the couch, walking to the two. “I gotta get to work but enjoy your day with Y/N, okay? And be good.” Bakugou said as he ruffled his boy’s blonde hair.

“I’m always good, dad!” The boy pouted as he swatted away his father’s hand. You laughed at their interaction and Bakugou chuckled before kissing the crown of his son’s head and walking to the front door.

“Bye Katsuo!” He said from the exit. You walked him to the exit and before he left he turned to you. He checked to make sure his son wasn’t watching before making his move. He grabbed your chin with his fingers to make you face him and softly spoke. “And I’ll see you later tonight, beautiful.”

You smiled and rolled your eyes at his compliment then said your thanks. You expected him to leave after that and so you tried to walk back to Katsuo but before you could, Katsuki pulled your wrist, grabbed your chin again, and pecked your cheek before exiting and slamming the door shut. You stood with a shocked expression as you felt blood rush to your cheeks.

Although you knew you felt something special for Katsuki, you knew he was married. And you weren’t no homewrecker! Even though some may see it as a harmless little peck on the cheek, you couldn’t help but feel guilty for his growing affections towards you. You sighed a bit before calming down and walking to the blonde boy waiting for you in the living room. You were going to enjoy your time with Katsuo but the return of his father stirred up a little confusion in your chest.

—

Hours passed. When you arrived it was 9:30 a.m. Now, it’s 10:00 p.m., and you expected Bakugou to be home soon. You didn’t really expect to see Leiko. Whenever Katsuki mentioned she was out partying, she never came back while you were around. It’s not that she was purposely avoiding you, she just tend to stay out into late hours of the night.

Katsuo was supposed to be in bed half an hour ago but his puppy eyes got the best of you and so you stayed up an extra hour to watch a quick movie with him. In the middle of the screening, he fell asleep on you and so you turned off the T.V and carried him to bed. After tucking him in, you walked away but felt a tug on your arm. Your turned to see Katsuo with sleepy eyes staring up at you. “Yes Katsuo?”

“Sing me to sleep again. Please Y/N,” the sweet boy asked. You smiled down at him and nodded. You took a seat on his bed side as you ran your fingers through his soft, spiked, blonde hair and sang.

As you sung Katsuo to sleep, you didn’t even notice the front door opening. Katsuki walked in feeling a little excited to see Y/N again but when he walked through the door he heard an angelic voice. He placed his bag down and followed the sound into his son’s room. Once he made it there, he stood in the doorway and listened to your voice and watched as you sung his child to sleep.

Your calming voice sent a blush to Katsuki’s face as he smiled and watched. Your voice was like honey. Smooth and sweet. The way you took care of Katsuo filled Katsuki with a type of happiness he never experienced before. He notice you ran your fingers through his son’s hair and Katsuki couldn’t help but feel a little envious of his own child.

“Don’t go away, stay another day~”

You finished the song and smiled as you saw Katsuo finally asleep. You leaned down and pecked his forehead before getting up to leave his room. As you looked towards the doorway, you jumped at the sight of Katsuki’s tall figure leaning against the frame.

“Katsuki, hey. I didn’t even realize you came home. How was work?” You asked. Your question made Katsuki smile, as it was similar to something a wife would ask her husband after a long day. It was something Katsuki never got to experience, even though he was already married. He smiled at you with kind eyes before tilting his head to signal you to follow him. You smiled softly and nodded as you followed Katsuki down the stairs.

—

For the past hour you and Katsuki had been laughing and talking. You followed Katsuki into the kitchen where he made you both some tea where you then both found seats in the living room. There, you talked some more and you both enjoyed the private company. Eventually, Katsuki grew bold and walked back into the kitchen and returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses.

“Heh, real smooth Romeo.” You teased and Bakugou chuckled as he rolled his eyes as sat down. You both picked up another conversation and eventually reached your second glass.

“Thanks for always taking care of Katsuo the way you do, Y/N.” Bakugou said with a slight blush. And it wasn’t just the alcohol causing it.

“What do you mean?” You asked, your face holding a similar blush for the same reasons. Safe to say you were both a little tipsy tonight. Not drunk but filled with a little liquid courage.

“I don’t know..like a mom?” His words caught your attention and your gaze encouraged him to continue. “Katsuo..doesn’t have the greatest mom in the world. I think everybody knows that. Honestly, if she wasn’t around at all, Katsuo wouldn’t even know the difference. But you? You’re like the mother he never got....the mother he should’ve got.”

You felt a growing heat flow in your face and you smiled at the sweet compliment. You can’t lie, sometimes you did see Katsuo as your son. You didn’t have kids but you always wanted some. Having Katsuo around was like having a son of your own. “Awe, thanks Katsuki.”

“You shouldn’t thank me, it’s just insane how you’re the actual definition of perfect.” He said before taking a sip of wine.

“Stop it,” you said and playfully hit his arm again. You both put your glasses down and he laughed a bit before continuing.

“No, I’m serious. I mean, c’mon you’re beautiful, smart, kind, sassy,” he began.

“Yeah..and,” you said as you both began to face each other.

“You’re great with kids, you’re good at everything, you have a steady career, you have a passion,” he continued.

“Mhmm..” you said while smiling at his words. You shuffled a little bit closer to him on the couch and Bakugou smiled when he noticed.

“...You’re perfect Y/N.” He focused his gaze on you as he became entranced with your E/C eyes. He leaned in close and you did the same. “...You’re the perfect one for me.”

At those words, you both closed the gap between you two and kissed. Your lips were pressed together for a few seconds before you both pulled away for the same amount of time. During that time, Bakugou kept his lips hovering over yours before pecking your lips a few times and then giving you a real, passionate kiss. Due to the small amount of alcohol in your system you happily returned it. Your hands found way into his hair and his found home on your waist. When you took a small breath, Bakugou slipped his tongue in and you both fought for dominance. In the heat of the moment, Bakugou carried you to sit on his lap and you followed his lead. Your tongues continued to tangle as Bakugou’s hands caressed your body.

They moved down to the hill of your ass and gave it a firm squeeze. You moaned into the kiss and it was music to his ears. Almost as good as the sweet lullaby you sang an hour ago. Soon enough, his hands traveled under your shirt and bra to fondle your plush breast. This made you let go of the kiss and throw your head back as you released soft moans. Bakugou didn’t stop and went into kiss your neck. He left sweet pecks before he left a few hickeys. His mouth moved around your neck before he found your sweet spot, earning a needy sound from you. Bakugou began nipping at the spot and licking the soft skin. His actions caused your hands to tug at his hair and made your hips naturally grind against his center. This made Bakugou groan as he gently layed you on your back on the couch. His body found way in between your legs as he separated from your neck and took notice of your flushed face. He smirked at the sight and his eyes traveled to your shirt, where his hands were hidden under. Deciding to change that, his hands left your valley of breast to push your shirt and bra up to expose your chest.

“Beautiful...” was what he whispered before going in to take one of your mounds in his mouth. You gasped and squealed at the sensation of his mouth covering one breast and his hand massaging the other. Bakugou continued to mark up your chest, leaving love bites and bruises all over.

“Ngh...Katsuki..” you whined. Both your centers began to grind against each other as the two of you were pretty much dry humping one another. Bakugou bit at your nipple, causing you to squirm.

“Easy Princess, I got you. Daddy’s got you, Love.” He said as he used both hands to rub soothing motions into your bare waist. You settled as Katsuki kissed a trail back up to your neck and whispered into your ear. “I’m gonna take such good care of you tonight, Y/N.”

His hand glided off your chest, down your stomach and down your pants. His movements had the wetness between your legs growing and his husky voice definitely didn’t calm it down. His hands slid into your panties and his finger took a swipe at your slick.

“So wet...and it’s all for me..right baby?” He smirked against your cheek.

“Y-Yes Katsuki!” You said as you attempted to grind against his hand before Katsuki pulled it away.

“Try again,” he said with a seductive tone. You were confused on what he meant but you were growing so desperate for a touch. His touch. So your mind began to scramble and think. Master? No. Sir? No. Senpai? Hell no.

“..Daddy.” You softly said. You watched as Bakugou’s smirk grew before he kissed your cheek in approval.

“Good girl.” His finger soon returned to your center and after running it up and down a few times, he slowly pushed two in. You gasped at his thick length as Bakugou pumped his hand in and out of you. Wanting to test the waters a bit more, he slid in a third finger as he picked up the speed a bit.

“O-Oh my god!” Your hips began to grind against his hand and Bakugou curled his fingers. “Fuck!”

“Feel good, baby?” Bakugou asked as he began to grind against the underside of your thigh. Your lower body began to slightly shake as his fingers reached a sensitive spot.

“Yes Daddy!” You cried out. You felt the coil in your stomach tightening, signaling a familiar sensation to almost be reached. Growing more riled up and wanting more room on the couch, Bakugou began to throw the decor pillows off the couch. The pillows flew around the living room knocking a few things over, including the family picture. The sound reached your ears and the sight of the broken frame snapped you out of your pleasured state. Your eyes grew wide as you finally came to and realized what you were doing. “Ngh, no!”

You pushed Katsuki off of you and pulled your shirt back down to cover yourself back up. Bakugou looked at you in shock and confusion as he watched you sit up and settle down. “Y/N...?”

Your hands covered your face for a second before rubbing at your temples for a bit. “No, I- ..*sigh* I’m so sorry Katsuki.”

“Uh..no..I-..I guess that was my fault. I’m sorry I just...”

“Ugh..no. Katsuki it’s not that.”

“I just thought you..felt the same way,” he said as he sat back and rubbed the back of his neck.

“No, Katsuki I do, really, it’s just...”

“So then..why’d you stop?” He asked as he looked at you with a nervous and awkward smile.

“Katsuki..you’re married. I’m sorry, I really like you but..I just can’t bring myself to come onto someone who is already in a relationship.” You explained.

‘Wow. She really is a perfect person,’ Bakugou thought to himself. “Y/N, if that’s the problem then don’t worry about it. I don’t even love Leiko, much less like that bitch.” Bakugou moved in to wrap his arm around your waist but you pushed it away.

“So then why are you still with her?” You asked. Katsuki smirked at your words and laughed a little.

“S’a good question,” he said. Right after those words left his mouth, keys could be heard opening the door and in came the bitch herself.

“What’s a good question?” Leiko said as she looked around. She took notice of yours and Katsuki’s presence on the couch, along with the bottle of wine and empty, used glasses. “Well? Is somebody going to explain? What was the question?” Leiko asked as she walked into the house, closing the front door.

Bakugou smiled at you with full eye contact before standing up and facing his wife. “Why am I still with you?”

Leiko raised a brow at the question and her anger began to boil. “What?” She sternly asked.

“Why am I still with you? I don’t love you, I don’t like you, I only stayed with you because we had Katsuo, our child which you don’t even love. In fact, the only thing you do love is my money, or more so, money in general, and yourself. You’re a conceited ass bitch who’s just taking up space in my life. You’re suffocating Katsuo and I by just existing and you’re holding the title of my wife, a title that Y/N should have. So why the fuck am I still with you?” Bakugou said with a stern voice.

“You-...You’re with me because I’m the mother of your child.” Leiko said with hesitation in her voice.

“Are you? Because you’re never around to be a mother for him. Katsuo doesn’t even care whether you’re here or not. Your presence in the house doesn’t make a damn difference. If anything, Y/N’s more of a mother to Katsuo than you.” Bakugou replied.

You grew uncomfortable with the situation and made an attempt to leave. “Umm..I think I should go-“

“No,” Bakugou began. “You’re staying. I want you to see this thing through to the end, beautiful.”

“Beautiful?! The only woman you should be calling beautiful is your wife Katsuki!” Leiko complained. “Not that slut!”

Now you were a uncomfortable but you were not no slut and you definitely didn’t take shit from nobody. “Excuse me?” You said with attitude but before you could continue, Bakugou intervened.

“Call her a slut again and I’ll blow your ass to bits. Let’s not forget, you had the title of a whore before being called my wife.” Bakugou said with the intent to cause pain.

“Well I may have been a whore but at least I never cheated, which is what I’m sure you were planning on doing with her if I hadn’t come home.” Leiko said.

“You’re damn right I was! Lucky for you, Y/N’s a good person so nothing actually went down but if she gave me the chance, please fucking believe I’d take it in a heartbeat. Matter of fact, if she gave me the chance to wife her up and make her Katsuo’s new mom I’d do that in a heartbeat too.” Bakugou said while looking at you. You felt your heart speed up a little due to his confession but you turned your head to the side to hide your growing blush. Bakugou smirked at the sight before Leiko interrupted.

“What the hell are you trying to say?!” Leiko asked with anger.

“I’m saying I don’t love or like you and I never did! And after 2 years of getting to know Y/N after falling for her at first sight, I can finally fucking say that I’m in love with somebody and it’s her!” Bakugou turned to face you as his wife’s jaw dropped. “Y/N, I’m fucking in love with you. Alright? I have been for the past 2 years already, ever since I met you. And to the bitch behind me,” Bakugou said and turned to face Leiko. “If it wasn’t already obvious, we’re getting a divorce.”

Leiko was fuming as her face grew red with anger. She began laughing in disbelief. “Hah, fine! Fine whatever! Like I give a fuck! Y/N you can have him and the damn kid! I never wanted him anyway! The damn brat just gave me an excuse to keep Bakugou’s fat wallet around. But when you come crawling back, don’t expect me to say yes Katsuki!”

“Well don’t expect me to come crawling back, ‘cause if I’m able to get Y/N to give me a chance, then I won’t be needing anyone else except for her and my son. You can get the fuck out now. I’ll send you your shit and the divorce papers to wherever the fuck you decide to stay.” Bakugou said as he gestured to the door. Leiko screamed some more nonsense that nobody payed attention to and finally walked out the door and slammed it shut.

Silence rang throughout the house for a few minutes after the official split between the toxic couple. Bakugou turned to face you with a small smile as he stood infront of you.

“Well?” He asked.

“Heh, well what?” You asked with a laugh.

“I uh..heh, it wasn’t the way I wanted to tell you but I got my confession out...” Bakugou took a seat next to you and took hold of your hand. He brought it up to his lips, placing a peck to your knuckles before speaking. “..I love you Y/N. I know I do..and I know this might be a bad time to ask considering what just went down-“

“Uh, yeah. A really bad time,” you said with a little giggle.

“Right but umm..do you...how do you feel about me?” He asked with a nervous pulse beating throughout his body. He had to know. Do you love him just for his looks? Did you just want to fuck? Did you actually feel something towards him?

You smiled before using your other hand to grab hold of Katsuki’s shoulder and pulled him in for a sweet kiss. Katsuki’s body jumped in excitement but his hands were quick to hold onto your waist. This kiss was sweet and loving and lasted for some time before you pulled back. You smiled at the blonde as he looked at you with anticipating eyes.

“I love you too Katsuki.” Before you could even process anything, Katsuki had already pounced on you and pinned you to the couch in a hug. He had his arms wrapped around your waist as he tucked his head in the crevasse of your neck.

“God, I’ve been waiting years to hear you say those words.” Bakugou said before he began covering your face in thousands of loving kissed. You giggled at the ticklish and loving feeling and just smiled as you allowed Katsuki to show you his love.

—

Time passed and you and Katsuki stayed cuddled up on the couch. Nothing sexual, nothing nasty, just pure love induced cuddle time. Eventually, the late hours of the night exposed themselves and so you had to go.

“Katsuki, get up,” you said in a soft voice.

“No.” You laughed at his quick reply and began to push at his body to get him off.

“C’mon Katsuki seriously. I have to go home!” You said with another laugh.

“No. Katsuo and I are your new home.” He said, making his body become dead weight to stop you from going.

“Oof! Katsuki!! C’mon!” You whined out with a chuckle. Katsuki laughed with you but you kept trying. “You both are my new home, but my old home has comfy pjs for me to sleep in.”

“I can give you one of my shirts to sleep in. You’d look so amazing in them, princess.” He said with a smile as he imagined how you’d look prancing around in his clothes. It wasn’t the first time he thought about it but just knowing it was so close to becoming true sent butterflies all over his body.

“C’mon Katsuki. You already made me miss my class, the least you could do is let me go back to my apartment.” You said. Bakugou raised his head to look at you with a grin plastered on his face.

“You stayed on your own free will. S’not my fault you love talking to me. Let’s not forget what happened after our long talk too,” Bakugou said, hinting at your scandalous acts with him before you stopped anything else from happening. You rolled your eyes at his words before he spoke up again. “Matter of fact, maybe we should pick up where we left off,” he said and began kissing your cheek.

“Noooo, Katsuki, seriously. I’m tired, I just want to sleep.” You said with a smile.

“So sleep here,” he bargained. You looked at him with a raised brow, silently asking him to go on. “I was serious about having you stay over. You can sleep in my shirt and we can both fall asleep in the guest room.”

“Both of us in the guest room?” You questioned.

“Yeah. I’d let you sleep in my room but I’m not letting that bitch’s leftover presence contaminate you.” You laughed at his insults but allowed him to continue. “And yes both of us. I’m not going to sleep without my princess in my arms.”

You couldn’t lie, the sound of falling asleep in Katsuki’s arms in his clothes was pretty tempting. After taking a look at Katsuki and seeing the same puppy eyes that Katsuo was able to persuade you with, you gave in.

“Fine.”

“Yes!” Bakugou said with a fist in the air as he cuddled in closer.

—

Bakugou finally let you go and allowed you to take a shower. While you were in there, he took a quick drive to the corner store and bought some compression shorts for you. When he returned he left one of his shirts and a pair of the compression shorts for you on the guest bed as he went to get ready for bed in his own room. You walked into the guest room and saw the shorts and shirt and put them on. You looked in the mirror and noticed the shorts weren’t even noticeable considering their tiny length and the large size of Katsuki’s shirt. While staring at yourself, Katsuki walked in wearing nothing but gray sweats. He took a glance at you and was drooling over your body in his clothes.

“...Wow,” he whispered but you heard. You turned to face him and smiled. You walked to him and wrapped you arms around his neck.

“Hey Suki, ready for bed?” You said. Bakugou smiled at the new name as a small blush dusted over his cheeks.

“Suki?”

“New name for you. Like it?” You asked.

“Love it.” He said and pecked your lips before picking you up and carrying you to the bed. He dropped you onto the soft mattress and flopped on top of you. You both laughed a little before getting under the blankets and cuddling up against each other again.

Time passed and Katsuki felt at peace finally with you in his arms. Like the missing part of him was finally filled in. You were so happy and felt so loved in the safety of his arms. Staying the night was definitely worth it.

“I’m so glad Y/N. I love you so much and I’ve wanted you for so long.” He said with your head tucked under his chin. You smiled at his words and nuzzled into his chest.

“Well congrats Katsuki. ‘Cause now, you have me.” Katsuki kissed the crown of your head before falling asleep. And when he woke up that morning to find you in the kitchen with Katsuo on your hip as you made breakfast, he smiled with a full heart as he walked to you both and remembered your words.

“You have me.”

A/N: Hey y’all, for a better experience with the story, I do recommend clicking the link where Y/N sang to Katsuo. I put two links in the story. The heels class and Y/N’s singing, (which is from Rio 2, Jewel’s lullaby) Don’t judge me, that’s the best lullaby ever😂 If you don’t know what a heels class is in dancing, it is basically...dancing with heels😂 Umm...yeah. THE ENDING IS SO RUSHED, IM SO SORRY!

TAGLIST:  @sxcker4you @aomi04

[symphonic-scream]

I would like to hear how he met them.

:)

This part of the au is, for the most part, the most angsty? And it's barely. Just cause I'm keeping everything else as, comfort feeling

SO HERE'S HOW EVERYONE MET AKIRA IN THE PHANTOM QUEERS AU

In chronological order

Futaba!

Futaba was already living with Sojiro when Akira got in trouble in his hometown. Sojiro was reluctant to take in a second kid while trying his best to parent Futaba, but they assure him he's doing great and they don't need all his time and attention

So Akira comes into their lives, and when he catches Futaba struggling to make ramen at 2 am, he gives them a hand and. Siblings for life

RYUJI

They met on the train first! They were standing beside each other, did the bro nod, went about their day. Then a day later they were both at the same beef bowl place. Another nod. Then the DVD rental. The restaurant. Fishing-

After a week they both decided destiny wanted them to be bros! Ryuji was crushing a bit at first too ngl

ANN

Ryuji introduced them! He invited Akira to Girls and Gays night (their night out drinking during uni) and that's when they all first found Crossroads! Akira was taken immediately and would return each night until Lala agreed to hire him, and it also cemented his friendship with Ann

Yusuke!!

He was wandering around looking for inspiration for a new portfolio piece between his first and second year, the theme being queer identities and young expressionism. So. He wandered into Crossroads and met Akira, or rather Aki-chan. Very early into drag too

After a night long conversation and a date set up for Akira to do a little modeling for Yusuke, he had him meet the others and it was history from there

GORO

There was a police investigation at Crossroads one fall. One of the regulars- an older business man -had been caught doing some insider trading and pretty much everyone associated with Crossroads had to be spoken to to see if they'd been spilled to

Akira was interviewed by the PI on retainer. In drag. They didn't get along at first, but once Akira dropped his Aki-chan act and was Stinky Crime Boy persona, well. Goro was quick to agree to meet up another time for a drink on the house

MAKOTO AND HARU!

So. This one is a little longer? And this is the. Angst part of the post but just a bit

Makoto was out with some of her classmates after a tough exam in their course when she runs into some old, acquaintances from middle school. From when she was just starting to transition. You can probably see where it's going

She ducks into Crossroads to get away, hands shaking as she texts Haru the address, with an apology for interrupting her later cooking class when Akira kindly guides her to a back table, getting her a glass of water

He's in drag, lays on the usual attitude but a little lightly, and Makoto mumbles out a "sorry I have a girlfriend" and he just "great. I have a boyfriend. Wanna gush about her to feel better?"

And when Haru bursts in looking for a shaken Makoto she finds her love half sloshed in a back booth with Akira, both half in tears as they share photos of their partners

They end up keeping in touch and even remaining friends!

And of course, Hifumi wanders into Crossroads trying to find herself. But that's been knew

[impulsivefanwriter]

That Time At Least Four Kais Met

So uhhh I was thinking about how cool a crossover between @sunnylighter ’s awesome fic series ‘The Grass is Always Greener’ and @kittydemon9000 ’s amazing fic ‘Same People But Not Really’ would be and then I realized that the Kaiverse AU exists so… uh…

I guess the moral of the story is ‘be the crossover you wanna see in the world’?

Smith: Show!Kai (SPBNR)

Red: Movie!Kai (SPBNR)

Spike: Show!Kai (GiAG)

Buddy: Movie!Kai (GiAG)

Aki: Show!BizarroEvilCloneKai

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This day had officially gone weird, and there was one thing Buddy thought he was familiar with, it was weird.

Buddy knew the multiverse existed. The proof of it was walking next to him on Garmadon’s volcanic island after one of their shared body-guarding classes. If you would have told him he’d be taking security classes from Lord Garmadon with an alternative version a week before Lil’Loyd had crash-landed in their realm, he would have first laughed and then offered you a hug to see if you were alright. 

And yet, here he was.

Spike was just explaining to him that one move he hadn’t managed to figure out in class when a portal ripped into existence in front of them. Now, that wasn’t actually that uncommon; between the Ultra Dragon and Meowthra, travel between the two realms was remarkably smooth. The unusual part about this specific portal, however, was how much smaller it was compared to when one of the two giant creatures travelled. 

A figure flew out of the portal, stumbling in the sand before regaining his balance He slammed into Spike, shoving Buddy’s counterpart out of the way with a sharp growl and taking off in a sprint in a random direction Buddy recognized as the way to the underwater glass tunnel connecting the volcano and Ninjago City. 

Buddy stood there blinking as Spike yelled after the figure. For a moment he could have sworn the mysterious newcomer had looked a little like Spike, but with glowing red eyes and a paler, almost washed-out look to him. 

But before he could get far in his train of thought, the portal rippled with new shapes, and Buddy’s brain promptly stuttered to a halt.

The first thing he recognized was a dragon- a big, red, freaking dragon that was NOT Ultra, with multiple people riding on their head and back. The second was that there was some kind of knight, and some kid that looked like the Kai-version of Lil’Loyd, and someone that vaguely resembled an Oni from that one book Buddy had read, and a guy with a headband and staff that Buddy had the strangest feeling he should recognize, and some bewildered guy that looked vastly different from the rest of the group and had some kind of… slug slinger? , and-

The dragon skidded to a halt, promptly launching one of the people off their head. The person catapulted into the sand- or, well, he would have, had Buddy not been standing in the way.

When the sand and dust cleared from his eyes, Buddy found himself staring into the eyes of… himself? And not in the ‘this guy is like Spike’ way, but in the ‘genuinely looks like me with the scar on the same side and hair styled like a really cool flame (NOT A BUNCH OF BANANAS, SERIOUSLY, NICK JAY?). The doppelgänger sat up with a groan, then looked down at Buddy. His face split with a wide smile.

“No way! Finally a Kai that looks like me and not Smith! You- are a Kai, right?”

Buddy nodded, too stunned to speak as he noticed that the rest of the entourage looked much too similar to him and Spike (mostly Spike, honestly) to be coincidence.

The doppel Buddy whooped and pumped one fist in the air. “Yes! I’m not the only one who knew this hairstyle was fire! Smith, hey Smith!” He craned his neck to look at another Spike-like Kai climbing off the dragon and hurrying over. “This realm’s Kai is like me!”

Smith- oh, like Kai Smith, clever- stared at Spike, who stared back. “Red? I think there might be two Kais in this realm.”

Red- for the red ninja, also clever- looked over at Spike and deflated in excitement slightly before shaking it off. “Still cool! They’re like us!” He turned back to Buddy. “Hi, I’m Kai Smith, so are most of them behind me, call me Red!”

Buddy sat up, starting to grin. He couldn’t help it, honestly. When it came to multiverse shenanigans, he’d learned to roll with it. “Kai Smith, but you can call me Buddy. That’s also Kai, but you can call him Spike.”

Red snorted. “The hair, right? Smith’s is the same.”

“It’s not that bad!” Spike protested. Smith just looked resigned. 

Red helped Buddy up. “Sorry about crashing into you. It’s a little hard holding onto Drake’s - he’s another Kai, by the way- horns when he hits the breaks. Mer and MK have gotten flung off once or twice. Elias got flung on when we crashed through his dimension for a few seconds and accidentally dragged him along- he’s not exactly a Kai, but we had him fill out the checklist and it lines up.”

“The checklist?” Buddy asked, only really registering the last part of that sentence.

Smith was the one to speak up this time. “Some kind of connection to fire, spiky-ish hair, a found family, pushing aside your trauma and insecurities for the sake of protecting the people you care about- don’t scowl, Spike, we compartmentalize and you know it, it’s not healthy-“

“He’s a hypocrite,” Red whispered to Buddy. “He gives Smith Advice™️ to everyone but himself, which is ironic, considering he technically has by giving it to me. Trust me: you got a problem, Smith can fix it.”

Spike interrupted Smith’s lecture. “Moving on, other than the obvious, who are you all and why are you here?”

Smith shot him a brief glare- they would be returning to the Smith Talk™️ later- before explaining. 

Buddy and Spike listened to a shortened story of how Smith had been wished into Red’s realm by his world’s Garmadon. The conniving lord had thought ahead about his attempts to escape and return home and had sent along an evil clone of Smith as a glorified babysitter, an arrangement neither Smith nor ‘Aki’ were happy with. When they got to that part of the story, Spike winced. “Yeah, I remember the clones. Ouch. Not a fun day of fights.”

Buddy looked at him with curiosity- he’d never had to deal with evil clones, and with the exception of Aki, neither had Red- and listened to the rest of the story. Apparently Aki had stolen Red’s world’s realm crystal and it had shattered during a fight, dragging Aki, Smith, and Red into another realm and allowing them to hop between dimensions. Smith and Red had been chasing Aki across the multiverse and gathering other Kais along the way, hence the small army.

Aki’s latest escapade had apparently led the group here, with Aki having run off after bumping into Spike. 

“He’s headed toward the tunnels.” Buddy realized at the same time Spike said, “If he makes it to Ninjago City-“

A four-letter word that Buddy would not be repeating in front of Lil’oyd rolled over the beach. All heads turned toward where the glass tunnel entrance was.

Red and Smith both took a step back in sync. “What is that??”

Buddy smiled in relief and waved to the giant demon cat that padded out of the tunnel. “That’s Meowthra! She’s friendly as long as you don’t threaten either Lloyd or point the Ultimate Weapon at the city.”

Squirming in the hold of the big cat like some disgruntled kitten was the very angry original figure who had burst out of the portal. Aki, right, that’s what Smith had called him. 

One of the other Kais (the normal looking one, like he had no elemental powers and instead had a- WAS THAT A GUN?- strapped to his belt) let out a long-suffering sigh. “I hate alternative dimensions.”

Meowthra plopped down on the beach next to the group, eyeing the dragon Kai (Drake, Buddy would later learn the name of) like she would Ultra. This squad (group? Gaggle? Flock?) of Kais better be ready to be kittened by her. It was easier once you got it through your skull that it was inevitable. 

“Well, we don’t have to worry about him getting away for now,” Spike said. “Once Meowthra grabs you, there is no escape.”

The evil clone hanging above them continued to swear and kick up a hissyfit. 

Red put one hand on his forehead to shade out the sun as he looked up. “What should we do with him?”

“How about you buttheads explain first?”

The entire group whirled around. Drake started growling, the normal-looking Kai flinched but ultimately looked tired and used to it, and the other Kais made various noises of anger and defence.

Lord Garmadon took a sip of his ‘World’s Worst Recently Remarried Dad’ mug and crossed two of his arms, unfazed. “One of you nerds better start fessing up before the press finds out and throws more fuel into the cloning theory fire.”

So yeah, all in all, a very weird day, if Buddy had to say so himself.

[isleepatfiveam]

Inazuma Eleven Headcanons

These are just my random headcanons, some a similar to Canon but I didn't know until I did some more research. Most of them are just silly shit. Some of these headcanons are true in my inazuma eleven go rewrite fanfiction.

Original Series Centric

Kidou & Haruna's parents worked for the Kidou Financial group before dying.

Endou's dad, Hiroshi, took his wife, Atsuko's last name because of there was no other male members of Atsuko's family.

Endou lived in Cotarl with Daisuke for the last years of his grandfather's life

Daisuke died at the ripe old age of 77, six years after season 3, he was 69 in season 3 according to my headcanon

Most of the National Japanese Teams have other jobs besides playing professional soccer; Fudou is a hairdresser, Kazemaru is a photographer, and so on.

When you wanna get plastered and have fun at a club? Call Fudou.

Aphrodi's parents weren't married and his mom was a japanese bussiness woman who died when Aphrodi was a kid and his dad is a Korean business man who had an affair that resulted in Aphrodi, he wanted nothing to do with Aphrodi

Nagumo's Korean on his dad's side and Japanese on his mom's, his mom was estranged from her biological family and when she & her husband died no one of her family wanted to take Nagumo in so he was sent to Ohisama En

Suzuno's parents are Korean who were vacationing in Japan, Suzuno was supposed to be born later after their vacation but was born premature causing his mom's death, meanwhile his father had passed away in a car accident on the way to the hospital. They had no other family in Korea so Suzuno was left behind and taken into the foster system

Midorikawa likes K-Dramas

Kidou isn't allowed to drive, either Sakuma, Genda or Haruna have to drive him

When in Okinawa, Aki visited her aunt, Tenma's mom and that's how Tenma knew about Raimon

Hiroto's birth name is Tatsuya, his parents were arrested when he was 3 and he was sent to Sun Garden where because he looked like Hiroto, they just started calling him Hiroto

Kageyama has a little sister that was born one year before his dad died, she's Hikaru's mom

Hiroto and Midorikawa are unofficially together, they live together & raise Kariya together but aren't officially in a relationship

Kidou isn't allowed to have pets

The FFI captains had a group chat together where Endou accidentally told them about the Alien situation

Mark Kruger & Dylan already knew because Ichinose & Domon accidentally told them

The break trio never told the others about the events of Chrono Stone and Galaxy, they will take that secret to their graves

Aki & Ichinose are long distance dating

Ichinose, Domon, Aki & Nishigaki, from Kirkwood, are still friends till this day, they all video call once a month

The Mukata triplets immediately knew who Ishido was and weren't pleased with Gouenji's stupid decision to join Fifth

Yamino/Shadow was from the original series' Seishou Gakuen

Kazemaru became blind in one eye after the Dark Emperor's, this is why he now covers one of his eye

Yuuka went to Raimon Jr for Jr High & Kidokawa for High School

Endou Daisuke visited the old Inazuma Eleven a few months after the FFI, he also visited the school and questioned why it was sooo very different and everyone refused to explain it to him

Daisuke is very protective of Endou, Rococo & all of little Gigantes to the point of being overbearing

Daisuke & the Yokato Principal reunited again after he visited Raimon

They all go to therapy & make the kids go too after all the Fifth Sector stuff

Gouenji purposely dressed like a hippie/stripper to distract Senguuji

Because people have a hard time pronouncing their names, they use localized names which are their dub names when playing international matches

Gouenji's stage name Axel is mispronounced as Alex by most people, including the cast until Ishido when he used Alex Zabel as Ishido's fake name

Gouenji Katsuya is very confused by his children's choices and refuses to deal with any of this

In GO, apart from Raimon, Midorikawa and the members of Gemini Storm are still not allowed in any school they destroyed

The Kidou & Kira groups basically gaslit the world into forgetting the Aliea incident. They made it so that not a whiff of information got out of Japan

GO Series Centric

Tenma had meet all the members of Inazuma Japan, including the managers and Coaches, before meeting Endou; Aki is his cousin, Gouenji saved him as a little kid, Tsunami babysat him multiple times, he used to play with Hijikata before moving to Inazuna town, etc.

Tsurugi's family isn't very rich and he uses his mom's very old flip phone because they couldn't afford it

Midori was a former delinquent, Tobitaka took her in and they have a sibling relationship

Tsurugi made his custom uniform, the school was impressed that he took the effort to make that and let him wear it

Tenma & Tsurugi have secret Hissatsu practices together, it started after Fire Tornado Double Drive

The kids all have to use stage names like the previously mentioned localized names

Shindou's mother is Italian, her father's name is Ricardo and maiden name is Di Rodrigo so Shindou uses Ricardo Di Rodrigo as his stage name

Like Gouenji, Tenma's name Arion is often mispronounced as Orion

Gouenji sent the money for Yuuichi's surgery

Alternate Yuuichi played professionally for the Russian Football team

Hakuryuu is an orphan, he was found by Fifth Sector in an orphanage and lives with Fudou after go Galaxy

Shuu is a fucking ghost, only Ancient Dark, Hakuryuu & Tenma know. Tenma knows because of the miximax, and Ancient Dark & Hakuryuu were told

Kira Shuugo is a distant cousin of Coach Hitomiko, he is in the same class as Kirino who mentioned that Kariya told Kira that be was a SEED and Kira had a laugh and told Midorikaw & Hiroto

Kariya was grounded for being a little shit

Hikaru's dad is a cousin of the Ichihoshi Brothers from Orion and was named for the deceased Ichihoshi Hikaru

Hikaru was bullied for years as a child and he was lonely since his parents were always working

Ichino is fanfic writer, Ayoma is his beta reader

Kinako managed to pass the interruption point and make a new reality where she lives & raises Fei as well as helping the Second Stage Children

Little Fei hated mochi with every fiber of his tiny adorable being

Senguuji Daigo is a single dad, his wife died giving birth to Yamato

Minamisawa's parents moved to out of the county because of his dad's work, he moved to a school with dorms because of this

Yamato loves his dad despite all the things he did but acknowledges that he did horrible things

Yamato styles his hair to look like his dad, his natural hair color is white

Kurosaki Makoto doesn't understand the internet, he is like a 80-year-old man in a teenager's body

Yukimura lives with Fubuki, his parents died aren't around much and Fubuki became his legal guardian

The second stage children are the descendants of the characters. Most obvious is Zanark and Zanakuro & Saru and Tenma

The members of Protocol Omega are Second Stage Children that El Dorado got to first

Beta is Sakura's descendant

The members of Chrono Strom that weren't picked for the Earth Eleven have a weekly bitching session topics include Shinsuke being a traitor, if Saru was a Tenma's descendant, and so on

The Earth Eleven do not know about Chrono Storm or the Revolution against Fifth Sector, they are very confused by inside things said by more aware characters

Shindou hated the Earth Eleven because they didn't respect Soccer

Tenma misses Fei, and every year on the day they meet he would go out to sulk and cry

Tenma & Tsurugi broke a goalpost when practicing Fire Tornado Double Drive, Gouenji paid for it

Kariya found out about the Aliea Academy stuff after he tricked Nagumo into telling him

Tenma, Tsurugi and Shindou were 100% sure that Zanakurou was Zanark fucking with them and were waiting for Fei too

Tenma was very disappointed when Fei didn't show up

The Second Stage Children have Totems, that's why SARU is a monkey

After being told about the Alien situation, Kirino went to Kazemaru for advice about being left behind being vague enough that he didn't spill any information about the aliens since they were in a public park and thought Kazemaru already knew about it

Kazemaru did in fact not know about the aliens and was very confused by Kirino but still gave him advice about his dark emperor experience while not telling all the things about the Dark Emperors

The Aliens don't know about Kenshin or Mixi-Max and only banned it since they assumed that it was an advantage to Earth

All the SSC kids have SOULS and Kenshins, their bodies just can't handle having or using them

Besides the SSC, if a normal person has a kenshin they can't use a SOUL and vice versa

The exception to this is people who mixi-max or Kenshin bonds someone with a SOUL, so Tsurugi & Shindou have Ookami and Peacock because of Gryphon

Ares/Orion Centric

Since Hiroto & Atsuya live in this reality and Ichihoshi Mitsuri is dead in that reality, I imagine in GO Ichihoshi Mitsuri is alive

Tenma's super good at house work & cooking! As seen in the manga!

Tsurugi's horrible at housework & especially cooking. He once created Mutant Broccoli that the team had to fight.

Shindou is semi-capable of housework & can make basic things in cooking.

Torb/Sor is in the same generation as Endou Canon, Baddap Sleed and so on

Toramaru joined Kidokawa Seishuu because he still idolizes Gouenji

Tsunami & Tobitaka don't play soccer in this reality

Since Gouenji never went to Okinawa, Tenma got extremely injured and got transferred to Inazuma Hospital & meet and befriended Yuuka & the Tsurugi Brothers and later Taiyou

The GO Kids attend different schools in this reality, here are some of the examples;

Kariya attends Alia/Eisei Academy instead of Raimon

Taiyou attends Outei Tsukinomiya because of Nosaka

Lus Kasim is a jack of all trades, Master of none as seen by the fact he was a FW, MF & DF

Tenma & Tsurugi attend Kidokawa Seishuu

Norika is the physically strongest of the Inakuni Raimon members, she's like the Team's strong mom

The real reason that Raimon were separated was because the Orion foundation wanted to weaken Japan

The Guardians of the Queen replaced Orpheus because Orpheus didn't want to work for Orion and were all injured by the disciples

The Ares/Orion timeline was created by El Dorado's meddling in the timeline

Zhao Jinyun knows about the original universe, he accidentally traveled there once