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#brought to you by the real life of events of cece’s african household
mythiccheroacademia · 3 years
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- “get your son/daughter”
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𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤: 𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕
𝕗𝕖𝕞-𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜!𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣
𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕤𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘
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Bakugo Katsuki:
your son had been sent home for getting in a fight and you and bakugo were furious
although he was kind at heart, your kid had always been rough around the edges
but this was unacceptable
katsuki fixed a harsh glare on him, silently promising punishment
you on the other hand were going off
your son sunk further into the chair as he was scolded
as you went on about his recent bad behavior, he finally got fed up with your rant and groans,
“okay mom, I get it. can you just shut up about it already”
it’s like the jazz record stops
jeopardy music starts playing
you can literally feel how cold the air suddenly gets
your kid realizes what just came out of his mouth and looks to his dad as katsuki looks to you and then to his son and then back to you
he watches you watch him
there’s a moment of complete silence before your son screams as you literally lunge after him
youre fast but katsuki’s faster
he had years of hero training to thank
he catches you just before you reach across the chair and you just go ballistic
“DID I HEAR CORRECTLY!? DID YOU JUST TELL ME TO SHUT UP?? HUH!?”
even tho bakugo’s pissed, he tells your kid to apologize
bc he’s lowkey struggling to hold you back 💀
“DO YOU HAVE A FUCKING DEATH WISH, BRAT!? APOLOGIZE!!”
“W-WAIT! I’M SORRY MA, I DIDNT MEAN—“
“I CANT BELIVE YOU JUST—KATSUKI, GET YOUR SON!! GET YOUR SON BEFORE I DO BECAUSE HE’LL END UP MISSING!”
“GOD DAMN IT S/N! WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?!”
“IM SORRY”
it just such a mess from there on out lmao
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Shinsou Hitoshi:
it was clear to hitoshi on this very day that your daughter held zero value for her own life
bc if she did
there was no way
absolutely no way she would’ve cursed at you
not in this christian household
“that’s so fucking annoying” your daughter muttered in response to you telling her she couldn’t go to a party tonight
it was quiet and supposed to be for her ears only but your daughter was never good at whispering
hitoshi froze with a sandwich halfway in his mouth
your daughter, processing her mistake, widened her eyes in horror
there was something about the way you blankly stared at your kid that made everyone in the room’s hair stand up
“did you just...cuss at me? me? in my own house?”
she starts to profusely apologize and wilts w each word bc you just stare and stare and stare
you hold your ear and lean in
“no, repeat to me what you just said bc I don’t think I heard you right”
(when they tell you to repeat, do not do it)
you take a step towards her and shinsou grabs your arm to keep you in place bc he wasn’t in the mood to see a homicide today 💀
“D/N, go to your room. you’re not going to the party,” he says and your daughter is thankful for a way out
“yes sir,” she she yelps before high tailing her butt outta there 😭
you turn to your husband w the straightest face
“you know that’s your daughter, right?”
“i know, babe” 🙄 (it’s not like you went 50/50 on her or anything)
“good. so you get her, or I do” you calmly say before going back to the dishes
shinsou only laughs
he loves your crazy ass
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Kaminari Denki:
your three sons thought they were the fbi or some shit and could sneak back into the house undetected
so imagine their surprise when the chair turns to reveal you
arms crossed, bonnet on, robe secured, and belt in hand
“so where you three been at 2 am in the morning?”
they look at each other with wide eyes, bottom lips quivering to say something
“uhhh w-we went out to get something for dad!”
then another chair twists around to reveal kaminari
legs crossed, hair up, robe secured, and belt in hand
“is that so?” he asks, brows raised in surprise
that’s when they started shivering
the second oldest tries to cover them and says, “y-yeah! dad, didn’t you mention that D/N said she wanted that um uhhh toy last week?”
the final chair turns and reveals your youngest 8 yr old daughter
hands folded, scarf wrapped, robe secured, and belt in hand
she innocently tilts her head and chirps, “when did I say that?”
at this point, it was over for them and they knew it based on the dark looks on their parents’ face and the evil growing smirk that appears on their sister’s lips
they start throwing each other under the bus, talking over one another, and trying to explain why they were “forced” to leave the house even when they were told not to
you raise your hand, and there’s an immediate silence
“three things are gonna happen,” you say. “your sister is going to pick the belt, your father is going handle you three today, and I’m gonna go to bed bc I’m tired. but best believe when I wake up, youre asses are mine. do I make myself clear?”
your three boys want to cry as their sister conveniently picks the thickest one. “y-yes ma’am,” they sniffle
with a satisfied hum, you get up and take yourself and your daughter to bed who leaves with a taunting wave over her shoulder
denki waits for the sound of the bedroom door to close before looking at his three idiots w a tired sigh
him: “....you know I gotta beat your ass, right?”
them: “yeah :(“
you didn’t see much, but you and your daughter had a very peaceful sleep that night
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