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dearieshima Β· 2 years
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Here's a thought: kuroo's daughter was never the type of girl to love Barbie, instead she loved removing their clothes and fixing them onto her Project McΒ² Dolls.
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dearieshima Β· 1 year
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Thinking about Deku going fishing with his son to give themselves a sense of normalcy, but they both don't have a clue what to do :(
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dearieshima Β· 2 years
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DOMESTIC DISPUTES β€” small, soft, and domestic quarrels they have with you.
ππ€πˆπ‘πˆππ†π’. kuroo tetsuroΕ« x reader, oikawa toru x reader, iwaizumi haijme x reader, miya atsumu x reader (SEPARATELY)
π–π€π‘ππˆππ†π’. fem!reader, children mentioned in both of atsumu's and kuroo's passages, fluff, domestic, time skip au, I studied how atsumu talks for like an hour and I think I failed the assignment anyways, chaos/crack, kinda got lazy at his part too, a little ooc iwaizumi, also I noticed that iwaizumi's part has a line that looks suggestive... It's not, but you guys can interpret it in any way you want idrc
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πŠπ”π‘πŽπŽ π“π„π“π’π”π‘πŽπ”,
Leaving out the most important factor; the kids.
You understood the situation. Since your labor began shortly after two in the morning, the ride to the hospital was rather quiet due to everyone's fatigue. It was just a touch too quiet, so quiet that you could hear the crunching cry of the tires passing over the pebbles.
Silence fills the two car seats behind you when you expected to hear tiny mumblings. You didn't understand that part.
"Tets, why is it so quiet?"
"Would you like some music playing for you?" he asks, casually turning the radio on without thinking too much about it. You grab his hand.
"No, TetsuroΕ«, why is it so quiet?"
He glances over at you with eyebrows dragged downward, trying to decipher what you meant. Seeing the rearview mirror, his eyes briefly studied it before returning to the road. A flinch follows, and he looks again, this time examining the back seats more carefully before fully pivoting his head towards them.
"...Fuβ€” Shit," he blurts out.
"Tets, please don't tell me you forgot to get the kids. TetsuroΕ«?"
He doesn't answer. Unbelievable.
"TetsuroΕ«! Oh my gβ€”"
"You said to not tell you so I wasn't!!"
"Oh my god, I'm in laborβ€” don't turn around!!!" You screeched as he made an illegal U-turn, resulting in thousands of furious honks from motorists.
"Well, Iβ€” I can't just leave two toddlers alone by themselves!"
"Then just call bokuto or kenma!!"
"That's a fire hazard!!"
"TETSUROΕͺ!"
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πŽπˆπŠπ€π–π€ π“πŽπ‘π”,
waking up.
In terms of getting out of bed, Oikawa is the absolute worst. In all honesty, why the hell does he have an alarm if he's just going to wake up late anyway?
A sharp six a.m. wake-up signalizes the beginning of your suffering. You groan and shake him awake with the squeal of his vibrating phone rapping on your wooden nightstand. You find it annoying to be forcibly awakened at six in the morning when today is your day off, but you can simply drift back to sleep when it's off.
Your voice was heavy with exhaustion as you pleaded with Toru to turn off his alarm. A minute passes before he lazily switches the alarm off and retreats to his dream world, mumbling something incoherent as he does so.
You only have five minutes of rest when the second alarm goes off. Apparently, he snoozed it and now you were getting pissed.
"Oh my god, Toru, turn off your fucking alarm, dude," you groused in anger, becoming hostile. Your shoving becomes gradually harsher the more you have to wake up on his account.
The pillow beneath his face swallows his voice as he grumbles, "Why can't you do it yourself?"
"For one thing, I don't want you to be late, and two, it shouldn't be my job!" You hissed, growing increasingly enraged as you had to speak over the music that you're pretty sure is slowly getting louder the more it's left on.
He peaks above the mountain of fluffiness to just roll his eyes at you (and god, you want to choke him) before swiping again and the ringer is no more.
As if to annoy you, he snarls, "Happy?" Before ducking his head back onto his pillow.
You huff. You're agitated, a little sweaty, and maybe not as sleepy as you were before, but you're satisfied that you got your way.
You lay back down and allow your head to hit the pillow. Just as you were about to shut your eyes, his ringer goes off. The rest of the night is a total blur.
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πˆπ–π€πˆπ™π”πŒπˆ π‡π€π‰πˆπŒπ„,
when it's time to leave.
"I'm leaving!" Iwaizumi yells out, sliding his feet into a pair of Park Avenue shoes.
"Wait, you forgot your tie!" you shout to him as you hurry to catch him before he opens the door.
His neck is fastened with a tie, which you adjusted so it was not uncomfortable. You'd choose a green one that would nicely collaborate with his eye pigment. After you finished, you inserted a silver clip that displayed a volleyball in front of it.
His plan for today was to attend a meeting rather than attend to injuries. Though it might not be one of your wifely duties when you married him, you always felt the need to make sure he looked more than presentable on these days.
As you tugged on his tie to meet his lips, you muttered a quick, "Have fun."
"Meetings aren't fun," he replies in between smooches. "I think we're going into decline."
Despite your attempt to pull back smoothly because you noted that this was taking a lifetime, he hauls you back in.
"Mhm, don't... say that," you paused because his lips lingered on yours for a moment longer than the rest before they began pecking you once again.
You tapped his cheek, "Haji, you need to go."
"Why are you in a hurry to get rid of me?" He says as he busses the corner of your lip.
"You said you were going in declineβ€”" he pecks your cupid's bow, "β€”might make it easier for themselves... And fire you on the spot even if you're a minute late."
"Doesn't really matter to me, baby."
"Then how would you care for... You're housewife if you don't bring home the banknotes?"
"I can take care of you with just myself."
You giggled, "goodbye, Haji."
As he lets his lips rest on yours for a few more moments, he leads both of you (still connected) to the door where his hand scurries to find its knob deposited somewhere on the flat surface.
Once the door is opened, he attempts to remove himself from you. A final kiss is placed on your forehead before he locks the door behind him to keep you both from being contacted again.
It is possible to find Iwaizumi quite stern, reserved, and hard to look at sometimes, but you cherish those moments just as you cherish these, too.
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πŒπˆπ˜π€ π€π“π’π”πŒπ”,
who spoils the kids more?
Atsumu frowned when he noticed the opulent plate that he had prepared for you that night remain spotless. You weren't eating because you were distracted, but it isn't a phone that prevents you from enjoying the delicious meal, but the baby wiggling in you in your arms.
Atsumu grumbles, a pout idling below his bottom lip. "Babe, ya need to eat now or your dinner is going to go cold. Plus, I made yer favorite."
When you side-eye him, you say, "Well if you weren't so congenial to Aoi, we wouldn't have this problem. He's absolutely dependant on touch; if he's not held by somebody, he'll freak outβ€” we can't even lay in our own bed by ourselves."
The pout on Atsumu's face worsened, "I didn't make him that way."
"Atsumu, when he first arrived, you did not put him down once. When I got you to finally do so, you were the one to throw a temper tantrum."
His sigh suggests he acknowledges the merit in every single point you made, but remains butthurt and doesn't make any attempt to admit as much.
The young boy is tugged from your arms and cradled in his.
"Give him to me and finish eatin'," he says, the dissent he expressed to your accusations slowly evaporating. Rolling your eyes, you squabble with him a bit more until the rumble in your stomach limits you from continuing and you turned to eat the delicious food plated in front of you.
"Mommy thinks I spoil you too much," Atsumu whispers, announcing it loudly to your ears, "think that it's wrong just to show how much I love you. I think she's just jealous."
He blows a raspberry on Aoi's cheek, delighting in his squeals of laughter. Then he mumbles something about a stinky diaper, and shortly after, you hear the wail of your child you assume had been put down to be changed.
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dearieshima Β· 2 years
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a/πŸ““ : okay, I've been wanting to invest in this headcannon ever since november first but that seemed inappropriate πŸ˜’ so here it is!
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Okay, so you and Kiri have two daughters that are age five and four. Kirishima wanted to do something special for them and dress up like Santa Claus and pleaded for you to help carry with this idea. Obviously, you do.
The plan was to help Kirishima get suited up, wait by the Christmas tree and then you would go upstairs to wake the girls to tell them that the Santa Claus arrived to greet them and also watch how their pretty unripe faces would brighten with excitement.
Only that didn't happen.
You guys didn't even make it to phase two of the plan which was to have kirishima pose by the tree.
Fault number one, you miscalculated that your girls would be asleep (what kind of child falls to sleep knowing Christmas day is in a few hours?). Fault number two, your daughters heard thumping and giggles originating from downstairs which was from both of your goofy asses imposing Kirishima into the costume, so they came to the thought that Santa came without your clarification and they skulked downstairs and peeked through the wooden railing infested with fake, sparkly garlands.
And finally, fault number three, they saw mommy kissing Santa Claus.
(they jumped the gifts out of him.)
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dearieshima Β· 2 years
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I'm sorry but I stan bakugo would either give his daughter a ridiculous or the most basic name
Like he would go from 'THE-Dark-Empress-City-Desecrator', make sure everyone correctly capitalized the ''THE', but obviously, you're quick to knock that down and hence he goes to Olivia or Sophia 😐
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LOOK ME DEAD IN THE EYES AND TELL ME THAT THIS UGLY SPECIMEN THAT I LOVE SO MUCH WOULDN'T NAME HIS BABY GIRL AVA
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dearieshima Β· 3 years
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I'm not sure if it's just my black dad or any dads in general, but when I was little, my dad would practically tear up my nose then leave it burning when I had snot in there, so now I'm imagining domestic dad!bakugou would do the same thing.
He wouldn't mean it, he's just naturally rough, and he wants to make sure he got all the snot out. Don't get him wrong, he lets his own child be independent to explore the world on their own, but will step in if they needed help. His pupil is only four years old and can somewhat wipe their own nose, but sometimes they'll just let it hang there.
So, he'll just grab some tissues whilst grumbling under his breath then line up with the poor juvenile's height, positioning the tissue on the tip of their nose and commanding them to blow. When he is sure that they exhaled all of their mucus, the number 2 hero of Japan grips the everlasting shit outta their tiny nose and throws away the tissue. The youngster has tears pricking on their eyes and they run to you to tattle on daddy that he hurt them. You have to make him apologize.
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dearieshima Β· 3 years
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π–π‘πˆπ“π„π‘'𝐒 πŸ’Œ: reposted! accidentally uploaded it way too early for my liking, oopies
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Kirishima has a badass daughter, literally. If you thought that out of all the lineages, this family has nothing but chivalry and kindness driving in their bloodstream since they have Kirishima as their surname, you are misinformed.
You see, she's like my sister: always partying, doesn't like being told no, comes back home an hour after the established time, and always. talking. back. ESPECIALLY to her mama.
And when you attempt to correct her, Kirishima always steps up to convince you (ahem, you with a belt secured in your hand) to lessen down her punishment since "she doesn't know better!" or "she's still a baby!"
Then gets taken down with her as well.
Fr he be feeling like he's starting a movement
You knew she was going to turn out like this since she's the youngest of three and the only daughter. Y'all already know how much of a girl-dad Kirishima is
She always wants to be coddled with her daddy and make it seem like you're the villain which he sometimes believes πŸ™‚ Again, behavior from being pampered way too much ever since she a day old
She still loves you tho anyways
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dearieshima Β· 3 years
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