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gglitch1dd · 4 months

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Angry Dilfs- Kirishima Eijiro

Yakuza DILF Kirishima Eijiro x Wifey Reader

Context: Your daughter comes to you broken and in need of comfort, but afterwards, all your husband can see is red

Note: this oneshot is based off of Yakuza Eijiro during Breedingtober. You can also read it as a stand alone.

Warning: This oneshot deals with hinted physical assault on reader and Eijiro's daughter caused by a friend. mention of guns, Yakuza, trauma from an attack. READER DESCRETION IS ADVISED. Also children. That too (they've got like 8 kids)

Eijiro leaned back in the cushioned seat, a chubby little Kirishima baby asleep on his chest as he sat in the nursery with her. It was a Friday night and thus was a takeout night in the Kirishima household. With boxes of pizza now empty and all his beautiful girls spread out around the house or in their rooms, it was peaceful. He looked down at his youngest born currently and probably his last if you had any say in it.

It was to no one’s surprise that Eijiro ended up being the one with the most amount of kids. No surprise at all. He grew up with seven other siblings, all being girls, and his parents were always attentive and loving to all of them which is how Eijiro wanted his family to be. He wanted it to be just as warm and as loving as he had it growing up, and he was so lucky to have found you who was so loving and caring and made him feel as though he was the luckiest guy in the world. He had always been outgoing and loving, an overall great guy who was more of a gentle giant than anything.

However maybe it was the breeding kink that should have made it pretty clear what part of his body he thought with.

Although to be fair, you weren’t exactly declining either. All it took was him sweet talking you and you’d find yourself round with another Kirishima baby a few months later. Never did take him much. At one point it was almost as if you could predict it. Whether it would take six months or three years, but you could already tell when baby fever would take over your husband.

He’d always come nice and slow to you, kissing you and worshiping your body like it was something designed by God himself. He would whisper your praises and make you feel as if you were the only woman in the world. Even with all the added weight of motherhood, you had never seen a man more turned on by the sight of you feeling like an absolute mess. And he was such an insatiable man too. Huge in stature and that wasn’t the only thing huge about him. He never left you not satisfied and he was such a great father to all your girls already.

So you often cursed yourself whenever you’d be sitting for another ultrasound, glaring at your grinning husband who was more than happy to be there.

Now with eight kids later, including one pair of twins, Eijiro couldn’t be happier.

The youngest little girl, Asumi let out a small coo in her sleep as she turned in her sleep. Eijiro carefully stood up and walked over to her crib. He never got tired of this and wanted to save up this feeling while it lasted. He careufully placed her down in her crib, not disturbing her sleep as she lay down supported and safe. He had done this enough times to know all the ins and outs. He carefully let go of her before turned to look at his only little boy who was fast asleep in his toddler bed. Juro was fast asleep, the three year old having knocked out with a cup of milk and half of a bedtime story.

With the two of them sorted out, Eijiro carefully moved out into the hallway. With a big family came a big house, but it was worth everything for his family, and it wasn’t that hard either considering the money that his… businesses brought in.

He walked through the dimlit hallways, looking through the cracks in the door to all the sleeping girls in their rooms. The one’s still awake were unsurprisingly the eldest three, Kaori, Satomi and Reika. No surprise to him at all, but they were old enough that he wasn’t going to get in their hair about bed time, least not the last two. So seeing as it was time to clock out to bed, he walked back to the master bedroom.

You sat on the large California King sized bed, reading a book as you got some time to yourself with Eijiro handling bedtime. You looked up to him, a graceful smile on your face. Two decades of marriage and he still never got tired of that beautiful smile. “Hey there, Eiji.” You spoke sweetly. “Are they all in bed?” You asked.

He nodded his head as rolled his shoulders. “Yah, all the ones who need to be, that is.” He commented as he moved over to where you were, getting onto bed himself.

You felt him grab at your hips, pulling you against him. You couldn’t help but giggle as you made yourself comfortable between his legs, leaning back against him with a smile. A low hum came from his chest as he felt up your sides. He kissed down against your neck, but he didn’t stop there. Soft nips came to your neck, his sharp teeth grazing your skin. You closed your book, knowing that the moment he had his hands on you, you wouldn’t be reading anytime soon. You ran one hand through his soft black hair. “Eijiro, I’m busy.” You whined.

“I’m busy too.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his definition of busy. Eijiro had stopped dyeing his hair over a decade ago. It was a decision he decided to make. As much as he loved the red, he knew that having little girls that would have his natural black hair colour, would mean that he would have to show them to love themselves in their entirety and he couldn’t show that to the little ones if he didn’t appreciate his own hair too. It was something he decided but you didn’t mind. You loved Eijiro in all forms.

You felt a lick go over the new bruise that would form on your neck, making a shiver run down your spine. You let out a soft sigh as you leaned back against him. You knew this was a losing game. Anything to do with your husband and his body against yours felt like a game you would always lose.

Luckily, a knock came to your door like your saving. Eijiro let out a low grumble only for you to hear which made you giggle. You exited out of his arms, moving to place the book down next to him before moving to sit next to him. He raised his head as he leaned back against the headboard, still holding you with one arm. “Enter.” He called out, allowing whichever child was at the door to come in. “I swear, I never get time with my honey.” He grumbled with a frown which only made you giggle at how spoilt he was.

Slowly entering your room, was your sixteen year old daughter, Satomi. You had barely saw her all day and she had been acting rather weird, but you didn’t want to pressure her, knowing she would come talk to the both of you when she needed to. She had gone out with some friends today but only came back later in the evening but went straight to her room. She peaked into your room, slowly closing the door behind her.

Eijiro brightened up at his little girl. He had always been close to his girls but Satomi was his little princess. She was such a daddy’s girl and had been spoiled beyond belief but she was also your best helper too. “Princess. How are you? I’ve barely seen you today.”

Unusually, she had her dyed red hair covering half of her face today. She shuffled into the room, holding onto her arm as she approached the both of you slowly. She kept her eyes down casted as she seemed on the verge of tears. Her ruby eyes glistening with tears. Instantly your maternal senses started ringing in your head as you sat up. You looked to Eijiro who seemed just as worried. “C-can I…” She started softly. “Can I talk to you guys?”

You nodded your head, motioning for her to come and sit down with the both of you. “Of course, sweetheart. What’s going on?” You asked her gently.

She sat down on your bed in front of the both of you. She kept her eyes down casted. Her eyebrows knitted together as she took a moment to piece everything together in her head. She let out a shaky breath but kept her ruby eyes away from the both of you. “When… when I went out with my friends…” She started to tell you both whatever was bothering her. “We went to the mall and everything was great. We saw the movie and got to eat lunch too which was nice. But-” She closed her eyes, her hands shaking slightly as she tried to tell whatever happened today that had her so shaken.

You glanced at Eijiro who glanced back at you. The both of you had a sinking feeling inside you that you both didn’t like whatsoever. It was a horrible feeling inside you, one of sinking dread as you didn’t know what to do almost.

She opened her eyes again, a tear slipping past her eyes. “Koji, a guy I thought he was my friend, he… well… I had just gone to the bathroom and it wasn’t even that far. I was being safe I promise but then h-he… he followed me… and…” Her voice broke as she looked up at the both of you finally. She shook her head as tears started to stream from her eyes, her face puffy. “I promise I didn’t want him to do it! I didn’t try anything! I made sure I dressed appropriately and I wasn’t hitting on him. I promise I didn’t do anything, you’ve got to believe me.”

“Sweetheart.” You quickly moved closer to her, being careful not to scare her as you gently placed a hand on her shoulder. You looked at her in her eyes, trying to calm her down. “We believe you, but you have to tell us what happened.” You whispered.

She swallowed down a sob as she nodded her head. Finally she moved to pull back her hair away from the left side of her face. You gasped as your husband’s eyes widened in shock. Sitting on her beautiful face, near her eye was a dark bruise. “I-I tried to get away, but he’d cornered me. I tried fighting I really did, and if it wasn’t for one of the waitresses hearing me, I wouldn’t have gotten away from him in time before he-” She swallowed down harshly. “But it didn’t stop him from…” She bit back any more words, incapable of speaking as she pulled down part of her nightgown to show more bruises. You were frozen still disgust and pain your throat at the mere fact that someone would do this to your daughter. That someone would that she called a friend would have betrayed her like this. Suddenly you were pulled out of your head as she moved to cover her mouth, biting back sobs as she was shaking. “I p-promise I tried! I really tried!”

“Princess, may I touch you?” Eijiro asked you, far more collected than you expected him to be. He looked to her genuinely, wanting just to comfort her.

She nodded her head. Eijiro moved forward and swiftly held her in his big arms, dwarfing her in size. He hugged her tightly, holding her like she would disappear. Finally being in her father’s arms, Satomi broke down. You moved over to hold her to, threading your hands through her hair.

Your daughter sobbed in the both of your arms. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, Daddy! I promise I-”

“No, princess. You did nothing wrong. You really did nothing wrong.” He assured her as he held her in his arms. “You did all that you could. I’m so very proud of you. You’re so brave. Thank you for telling us.”

“You’re safe now, okay?” You whisper to her. “You’re alright. You’ll be okay.”

The two of you held her in your arms until the poor thing had fallen asleep in your arms. She was exhausted and the both of you had stayed with her until you were both sure that she was asleep. Eijiro had gotten up and placed her in bed, allowing her to sleep in her own bed for just a moment. He had given her a kiss on her forehead, before leaving back to your room.

The two of you were silent as you stood amongst yourselves. The atmosphere in you room was heavy as you digested what had just happened. You were quiet as you turned to look at him. You looked over to your husband with a frown on his face.

Eijiro was frozen in place, all emotion ridden from his face as he paused. His fists were balled tightly, almost ready to smash in someone’s skull. He glanced at you, a dark look in his eyes that told you all you had to know. You moved to grab his phone from off the bedside table and handed it to him. You quickly moved to change as your husband made a phone call to one of his gang members. It didn’t even take five minutes before the both of you were walking out of your bedroom.

Eijiro stopped at your eldest daughter’s room. He knocked on Reika’s door, peaking in. Reika sat on her bed with her earphones in. She looked to the both of you, her black hair tied in a bun. She paused at the sight of the both of you and the attire you both adorned. She looked down to the gun holster that was strapped to your thigh. She moved to get up, seeing the clear worry on both of your faces as a sign. Reika knew everything about the business and the Yakuza, being your husband’s heiress to the gang.

“We’re sorting out some business to do with your sister. We’re coming back, watch over them.” He told her seriously.

Reika hesitated as she looked between the both of you. “What type of business?”

Eijiro motioned for you to go and get the car out, which you did without question. He looked back at Reika. “Cleaning up trash.” He stated simply, letting go of her doorhandle. “Call Aunty Mina if anything happens.”

Eijiro left to go downstairs, meeting you in the front of the house as you drove the car forward. Eijiro and you swapped places as he got behind the wheel and you sat in the passenger’s seat. You were both silent in the car. You were checking your handgun, looking it over like it was second nature.

“Honey…”

“Yes?” You turned to look to Eijiro.

Your husband was speeding but considering the time of night, it wasn’t a bother. His hands gripped the steering wheel with a deathly grip, his pupils thin as he seemed only trained on one thing and one thing only. Pure violence and carnage behind his eyes. Something you hadn’t seen in a long time since you had started your family together. “I want to be the one to do it.” He let out darkly his fingers flexing over the wheel. His voice was low with murderous intent. “With my own two hands.”

You watched your husband silently but nodded your head. “Of course.”

He nodded his head as his phone vibrated, with a notification. Everything was shrouded in darkness in the car as you picked up his phone and opened it to see a message from Tetsu. “They’ve got a location. He’s asking if you want men there?”

“Tell him we’ll call for clean up, but I want us to do it ourselves.” He stated simply as he stopped thee car at a redlight. His face was shrouded in a deep crimson red, his eyes almost seeming black with not an ounce of humanity left in them. “No one touches one of my girls.”

-Glitch1d

[Angry Dilf Katsuki]

[Angry Dilf Izuku]

Thats it for all my dilfs that i adore so much. Thank you for supporting this mini series! Also I see you Tumblr, flagging down my Dilf Bakugou post. SMH.

#mha x y/n #kirishima x reader #bnha #eijiro kirishima #dad kirishima #dilf kirishima #yakuza kirishima eijiro #yakuza kirishima #kirishima eijirou x reader #eijiro kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #eijiro x reader #tw physical violence #tw trauma #tw assault

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crushmeeren · 4 months

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Eijirou is the best daddy to your little boy. As such, he deserves a little bit of break every now and then. After all, he’d taken the past few days off from grueling hero work to deal with an entirely different type of beast. A three year old who still acts as if he’s in his terrible two’s era.

If you’re being honest , you’d been a bit overwhelmed lately with the little boy—who’d just manifested his own quirk, much to your chagrin. Similar to his daddy’s, with a twisted version of yours thrown in.

Not to mention inheriting Eijirou’s shark teeth. So here you have a three year old boy with a mouth full of razors, who can manipulate shadows. Force them to harden and take shape as 3D figures & partially harden his skin. A recipe for a migraine.

It’s getting close to evening when Eijirou slips off his headset, ruffling his fingers through his loose, soft hair to try and tame it—useless, he knows. He had only taken 30 minutes to play a short game with Bakugou in the peaceful sanctity of your bedroom before telling the blonde he had to go.

Logging off quickly when his best friend started to curse about Eijirou kicking his ass. The red headed man is laughing to himself when he hears a loud crash from the kitchen, making him jump. Followed by a sharp gasp escaping you. So much for peace & quiet.

“Mikoto! No sir, absolutely not, you do not treat things with disrespect just because you don’t get what you want,” you scold, voice laced with irritation. Eijirou is already rounding the corner to the kitchen by the time you finish speaking.

“No mama! I want juice!” Mikoto yells, edging on hysterical. Eijirou takes in the scene. A doll with its head ripped off is scattered on the ground. As well as a small, somewhat humanoid shaped shadow holding Mikoto’s sippy cup. Eijirou’s eyebrows raise to his hairline as he watches the shadow hurl the cup to the floor. Top exploding, water splashing everywhere.

“Mikoto,” Eijirou rumbles, stopping your son dead in his tracks. A look of relief crosses over your face as you make brief eye contact with Eijirou as your little boy spins around.

“Daddy, Mama’s being mean, she won’t give me juice,” Mikoto whines, tears welling up in his sharp red eyes, curling his little hands into fists. His nose is scrunched in anger—it would be cute if he wasn’t being a holy terror. Eijirou sighs through his nose softly, bending down to match your son’s eye level.

“Miko, Mama isn’t doing it to be mean, she’s doing what’s best for you—and that includes drinking water. You know you’re not supposed to treat your Mama or your things badly right?” Eijirou asks, voice gentle but firm.

He settles a large hand on Mikoto’s shoulder, squeezing in a comforting gesture. Mikoto lets his shadow figures melt away, looking guilty.

“Right,” Mikoto sulks, hesitantly looking at Eijirou through the black hair obscuring part of his face. He sniffles once and rubs his small fists against his eyes, seemingly calming down.

Eijirou hums reassuringly but then Mikoto chooses violence, stomping his foot and raising his chin up. Your eyes widen as you watch the scene unfold from behind.

“Miko-,” You’re cut off by a high pitched wail.

“I want juice Daddy!” Mikoto sobs loudly, tears spilling over his lashes, down his cheeks and wetting his shirt. Eijirou immediately scoops up your son in his arms, standing to his full height.

He catches the exhausted look on your face as he rubs Mikoto’s back soothingly. Who is currently crying so hard into his shoulder you think he might throw up. His little, slightly harden fingers fisting Eijirou’s shirt.

“You can leave the mess, I’ll take care of it and the crab apple here,” He teases. “You should nap my love, I think Mikoto needs one too” Eijirou winces, voice raising in volume so you can hear him over the crying.

“You sure Ei?” You prod gently, chest blossoming with overwhelming love & gratitude for the man before you. Eijirou just nods his head in the direction of the bedroom and you send a withering look his way before giving in.

You mouth I love you at him and he grins radiantly, returning the gesture sweetly—even with a toddler scream crying & blowing out his ear drum.

You waste no time darting past the two of them, letting your fingers trail shortly over both of them as you pass by. The wailing fades to the background as you shut your bedroom door. You can vaguely hear Eijirou whisper sweet, calming words to your son. You stumble to your bed, face planting and burrowing under the covers, passing out almost instantly.

What must be at least a couple hours later, you wake up to a dark room, stretched out on your belly and realizing it must be nighttime by now. You perk up an ear, breathing a sigh of relief at the lack of crying piercing the air. You get up, cracking open the bedroom door as quiet as humanly possibly before padding out to the living room.

Your heart aches pleasantly at the sweet sight you stumble upon. The soft glow from the kitchen night light is bathing the living room, the only other source of light coming from the TV. Eijirou is lying on his back along the couch. One arm folded under his head, the other palm resting protectively over Mikoto’s back.

Both boys are fast asleep, your toddler lounging without a care in the world on Eijirou’s chest, cheek squished cutely. You take it upon yourself to poke around the kitchen, finding no signs of mutilated dolls or small bodies of water.

What you do find, is a hand made card resting on the counter top. A giant, poorly drawn heart on the front. It reads “sorry mama”, on the inside. Your cheeks warm and your eyes sting—drowning in gut wrenching love for your two boys.

Stepping over to the couch you cover them with a soft, fuzzy blanket—bending over to kiss them both quickly on the head. Neither of them stir, dead to the world. Fondly you think to yourself, Eijirou really is the best daddy.

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silverhairsimp · 7 months

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Soccer Practice

I took my dogs for a walk around this park that had so many soccer teams practicing and this idea came to mind. I have't written anything in over a year and just pumped this out in 30 minutes, so please me nice to me 🥹 This was supposed to be a quick little drabble and here we are at 1.5k words. not proof read.

PS: shout out to @saradika for the banner access <3

Pairing: Kiri x Kat x Reader Summary: Your husbands take your daughter to soccer practice, but what happens when their little girl starts growing up and getting too independent for her dads? Content: Reader & Kat have a biological daughter. Kiri, reader and Kat are married. Fluff, fluff, fluff. I hope this makes your heart happy.

You remember when she first found a love for the game. It was unlike anything you had seen before. You first found her running around in the playground with her friends after school, kicking that tiny ball back and forth. If you’re being honest, she wasn’t very good right off the bat, but who is? When it came time to talk about joining a real soccer team, her nerves got the best of her. “Do I have to, mommy? It’s scary… what if I mess up” she had been so afraid of not getting along with the girls on her team, or not being good enough. But her dads were right there to reassure her. “Yer my kid, aren’t’cha?” Katsuki would put his hands on either side of her as he sat her on the counter, giving her that little pep talk, “Y’know what that means, right?” She rubbed her eyes with her little hands and nodded her head, “means I’m gonna be the best..” she’d mumble and the grin on her dads face was unmatched. “Got that right, squirt. Now c’mon, go get your daddy and we’ll practice in the backyard.

You watched with a smile on your face as Eijiro and Katsuki, your two husbands, kicked the ball back and forth with your daughter. When Katsuki would push her too hard, Eijiro was right there to pick her back up and reassure her everything was going to be just fine and that she’s going to do great: “Your still learning, sweets. Don’t get too worked up about it, just keep goin’, okay?” Eijiro was so good with her. And while your daughter might biologically be Katsuki’s, she’s got Eijiro’s personality and his big heart to match.

When the time came for her very first competitive soccer practice, she was so nervous. Trying to keep a brave face as you sat her on the counter next to the sink in your bathroom and styled her hair in two braided pony tails. “Your dad’s are gonna take you today, okay baby? I’ll have dinner ready to go when you get home. Sound good?” You asked her and she nodded her head, quietly asking for her favorite after such a big day. You made her a promise to her her favorite on the table as soon as she walked in the door and agreed she could take a bath after practice too.

The three of them were loaded up in the car, your six year old sporting a little pout with bleary eyes almost the whole way. It didn’t go unnoticed, but neither of her dads wanted to bring any more attention to it as she tried so hard to keep it together. When they finally pull into the parking lot in front of the giant field, she unfolded her tiny hands and waited for one of them to open the door and unbuckle her seat belt, immediately looking to hold both their hands as she walked in to find her team.

“There they are, you ready to go?” Eijiro would lean down and ask her. She’d give him a little frown and squeeze his hand a little tighter, “You’ll stay, right? You’re not gonna leave me here alone?” He’d wrap her up in his big strong arms and “Promise we’ll be right here on the sidelines watchin’ ya… See? Dad even brought the chairs.” It used to take her 20, sometimes 30 minutes to work up the courage to get on the field, no matter how much encouragement the two of them would give her, she was still so nervous.

Her coaches were great, doing their best to integrate her into drills that she felt comfortable with, encouraging some of the other girls to ask her to pass. The first week definitely wasn’t the easiest, but she always had her dads, and you, encouraging her to just show up everyday.

As the weeks went, she got more and more comfortable, started making more friends and was overall enjoying it so much more than she had before. She couldn’t wait for practices. Now, when you styled her hair in her bathroom, she’d rave about all the girls she was going to ask to pass with, who she was going to score on and you had to remind her to not talk about ‘breaking anyones ankles’ like her dad told her to do. Of course, Katsuiki’s defense was that he meant for her to do it to the other team… not her own.

There was a very clear switch in her demeanor. When they drove to practice that day, she wore a smile on her face, wouldn’t stop talking about how excited she was and upon pulling into that same parking spot they always had, she was reaching for her own seatbelt. “Dad!! Open the door!! Hurry up!” She’d tell Katsuki as soon as the car had come to a stop, not even put into park yet. He’d have to gently remind her no to tug on the door handles like that and they still had 15 minutes until practice started. “I know! But I wanna go! My best friend said we were gonna shoot on the cage before practice starts!” He and Eijiro exchange a look, silently wondering when and where this ‘best friend’ came from and how just a few weeks ago they weren’t sure she even liked soccer anymore.

Eijiro was the one to get out first, opening the door for her, only for her to jump out on her own and make a b-line for the open gate in the fence. “Look both ways!!!” He’d shout at her when she ran through rows of cars without looking first.

Instead of holding her hand on the way in, they’d each hold their own chairs, wondering: “When did she get so independent?” Eijiro would ask. “She gets it from her mother.” Katsuki would respond with a smile on his face. “Kinda makes ya feel like we’re not needed anymore…”

They’ve both got a gloomy look on their face, their little girl had grown up before their eyes in a matter of weeks… It was a hard pill to swallow, and as they sat and watched her practice with a proud smile on their face, they couldn’t help but feel a little bit sad that their baby girl doesn’t need them like she used to.

On the way home, she babbled on and on about her practice. “Did you see that goal I scored?! Or when I passed the ball through that girls legs?! That was so cool, wasn’t it dad?” They’d both nod their heads, each letting her know how proud they are of her and to keep up the hard work.

You could tell something was different when the three of them arrived home that night. Your daughter was glowing, raving about all the same things she had in the car to her dads. The latter sat quietly at the dinner table, moving around the veggies on their plates. When she cleared her own plate and padded off to the bathroom to take a shower, because she was ‘too old to take baths anymore’ you couldn’t help but ask: “What’s gotten into you both?? She had a good practice didn’t she?” “That’s the thing…” Katsuki would start, “it was so good. She doesn’t need us anymore.” “What on earth are you talking about?” You’d question with an huff and your hands on your hips. “He’s right, she doesn’t even need us to walk her in anymore. She just runs in on her own.” Eijiro would add with a pout on his lips, the same one your daughter would sport when it was time to get ready all those weeks ago.

“Don’t you two think you’re being a little melodramatic?” You’d cross your arms over your chest and shake your head with a smile. “Just because she’s growing up, doesn’t mean she isn’t going to need you both.”

“I didn’t sign up for this ‘growin’ up shit—” “Language, Katsuki. And you kinda did when you knocked me up. That’s sorta what happens… look at the three of us, from high school, to college, to married with a kid. We grew up too.” Eijiro would argue that you weren’t helping because now all he’s thinking about is when your little girl gets to be a high school and college graduate, and they’re going to have to walk her down the aisle someday. “All I’m trying to say is that she’s always gonna need you, both of you. She’s learning to figure herself out and she found something she loves and enjoys. You both should be proud of her for that.” You stand between them and place a kiss on each of their lips as they each loop an arm around your waist. They are proud of her, beyond proud even. But as they sit here with you between them, listening to your little girl as she turns on the shower, they can’t help but think about how they are so lucky to have you. You really had been the glue that tied them all together, and you truly are the best mom in the world. The more they think about it, it’s only a matter of time before they’re both begging you for another one, and this time is Ei’s turn.

#kiri x kat x reader #kiribaku x reader #kiri fluff #bakugou fluff #kiri baku reader fluff #dad bakugou #girl dad kiri #dad kiri #dad kirishima #girl dad kat #girl dad bakugou #silver hair simp writes after a year and a half #maybe two years idk

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little-fairy-forest · 2 years

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Beach day Dads

Bakugou, Kirishima, Midoriya

Fluff, domestic, gn!reader

Word count: 589

A/n : beach days are a regular thing for me now that it's summer! Even though it's no hotter then 21⁰c...still hot!

Bakugou

This man is going to have a heartattack– do all the kids have suncream on? Do they have all their swimsuits on before you get to the beach? Is the tarp packed? What about snacks and lunches?

He will make sure your kids are lathered in suncream, he doesn't care if the sand sticks to their skin, he doesn't want his babys to have burnt skin

Strict about where they can go, no running behind where he's set up the tarp for the younger kids who can't take in as much sun, if they want to get in the water they must have an adult with them. Doesn't care if they think they'll be okay...

Tries to go to a more private beach, doesn't want the paparazzi to post your kids in swimsuits all over twitter for the weirdos to find,,

Definitely has your kids wear those swimsuits that have the arms, no rashes here!

Makes your kids do a sand castle competition with your friends kids, it's all fun and games till your kid is crying because they came last... rigged

Hates sand, the kids will be fully dusted down before they step foot into his nice car... god forbid he sees a grain of sand the next day

Sunglasses never come off his man, puts them on his toddler as a joke when taking a break,

Matching swimsuits was his idea your idea

Kirishima

Loves the beach, goes all the time with the dogs for runs before people arrive

Makes sure his kids are lathered up in suncream before having fun, he's a fun dad but he has to make sure his kids are safe

Has his kid on his shoulders in the water, the kids love being thrown into the water by their dad lol

Absolutely gets buried in sand by his kids, definitely falls asleep half way through

Amazing tan from this man, seriously he came back from the beach five shades darker,

Man bun all day with this man, gotta' keep the hair out of his face when playing right? ( everyone is loving it )

Brings those inflatable beach toys for everyone to play with, e.g. beach ball, donut ring,

Brings the less healthy snacks to share, much to bakugou's distaste he will let his brats kids have some of Kirishima's snacks

Cutest sight ever us watching this big hulk of a man walk his toddler to the water to splash their feet in. The poor kid is on their tippy' toes just to hold onto Eijirou's pink finger :')

Midoriya

Poor baby has heart attacks constantly on the beach, are all his kids safe from villians, are they eating sand? Do they have their arm bands on? Wait wheres his middle child–

Brings everything he probably doesn't even need e.g. bear spray

His kids are always the ones eating the sand, does he stop it? The best he can, does it always work? Absolutely not

He burns really easily so he has timers for everyone to apply more suncream 💀

Brings a little freezer bag to keep all the juice boxes in for all the kids

Has a sun lounger to try and relax and tan in, end up falling sleep and getting badly sunburnt. Good thing he has aloe vera gel in his bag!

Watches all those tiktoks of beach life hacks,, has a fitted bedsheet so the kids don't get sand everywhere, uses baby powder to get sand of etc

If he can stay long enough, he loves watching the sunset.

Hates seagulls, his worst enemy

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-> General tags : @aomi04 @justheretoaskandread @daintydemure @veenxys @scarlettqueensworld @loving-katsuki

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violettespi · 2 years

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thinkin abt being a twin parent to your adorable little twin babies with pro hero red riot as their father ! ur babies would totally be daddy’s kids, always running up to the door when they hear his car pull in the driveway, climbing the man and talking his ear off while he somehow manages to split his attention between you and your lil kids.

oh and ur husband loves teasing ur children by purposely calling them the wrong name ! usually they’d get upset but when their daddy does it it’s the funniest thing in the world .

just…dad!kirishima.

#mha kirishima #kirishima eijirou #kirishima drabble #mha drabbles #dad kirishima #bnha drabbles #bnha headcannons #kirishima x reader #mha x reader #mom reader

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koreluvsspring · 2 years

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does anyone know about that fr where Y/N was like a baker n Bakugou kid came into her shop after running away from home??? or the other fix where kirishima was on a run and y/n son recognized him and they got close and stuff???

#bakugou x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsukibakugou #bakugou katuski x reader #kirishima x reader #kirishima x y/n #kirishima eijiro x reader #bakugou x y/n #dad bakugou #dad!bakugou #dad kirishima #dad!kirishima

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mhathotfic · 2 years

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I’m in love with the idea of girl dad Kiri, especially if he’s single because we love a honest and hard working dilf devoted to his child, who raises her to take care of herself and never be afraid of speaking up when she needs to.

He’d be so proud of her and absolutely the dad who tells the principle he’s not punishing her for getting into a fight when she was protecting herself or someone who couldn’t protect themself.

Suspended her if you want but he’s just gonna take her to hangout with all her pro hero aunts and uncles.

If anyone asks him if he thinks he’s doing her any favors teaching her to be so brash and stubborn and he’ll challenge them right back and ask if she’s all that or do they just expect her to be meek because of her gender?

#bnha kirishima #mha kirishima #dad kirishima #single dad kirishima #nat chats

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olldolldraws · 1 year

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Dynamy but make it about kiribaku bc i can

(also sorry i keep forgetting to post i will try to be better 😔)

Bonus:

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willowser · 6 months

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awww, also. katsuki being generally a bit private with his family, even with his friends, so when he and his little boy go to the kaminari kid's birthday, they're all so surprised when katsuki's son marches up to him and insists he wear a birthday hat and slaps a froggy sticker on the front of his nice shirt—and katsuki just. allows it. keeps on with his conversation like it's nothing. and all his pals are watching like 🥺🥺🥺🩷✨️

#AWWW BLASTY #what a dad #kirishima tears up when katsuki puts his son in his lap while they sing happy birthday #when they hold hands while katsuki walks them to the bathroom #HOW CUUTEEE PLS #cw children #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: dad bakugou

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gglitch1dd · 6 months

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Honey (Yakuza Eijiro x Baby Mama Reader)

Day 10 of Breedingtober

Your boyfriend finally comes home after 5 months away and as angry as you are with him, you're glad to have him home.

Warning: Implied murder at the end, SMUT, CHOKING/Breath play, BREEDING, unprotected sex, GUNS, a baby, reference of matching tatoos Words: 6k

“Oh who’s a good girl?” You praised as you washed Reika’s hair. The little baby giggled in the bath as she held onto one of her yellow rubber duckies as she stared up at you with ruby eyes.

You loved her more than you had breath in your lungs. She was your everything. Reika, the little chubby girl, was quite a character but she was the cutest little decision you ever made. Never mind how painful she was to deliver but nevertheless, you couldn’t regret a thing when she looked up at you like you were her world.

“You’re so pretty, Rei-Rei.” You cooed as you rubbed her soft cheek making her giggle as she put a soft hand to yours. “You ready to get out now?” You asked her rhetorically.

Before you could hear her not really necessary answer you heard something drop. However it wasn’t in the bathroom you were in. You paused as you turned your head to look out to the dark hallway.

Adrenaline pumped through your veins as you slowly stood up from where you were. All the windows were closed as far as you knew and you had cleaned up the apartment so there shouldn’t have been anything to fall down on the ground.

You looked to Reika. You didn’t want to leave her but you didn’t want to stay in case there was an intruder. You bent down to Reika putting a kiss on her head. You carefully moved to the door, peaking into the hallway. It was silent for a second, before another sound down the hall came again. You furrowed your eyebrows but let out a heavy breath. You carefully moved into the hallway, your feet covered in socks thankfully so that you didn’t make a noise. You quickly moved into your room. You moved to your closet, quickly opening up the safe and taking out the handgun.

You moved back into the hallway, holding the gun safely with one hand underneath it to steady the weight of the gun. You moved steadily, one foot in front of the other as you focused on moving forward. You heard scratching around your kitchen. You swallowed down hard. You reminded yourself that you had to protect yourself and your daughter.

No matter the cost.

It was something your boyfriend had believed in religiously and one you planned on carrying. You moved slowly as you put your back to the wall just outside the kitchen as you looked down at the gun in your hands. You prayed it was just some rabid animal like a possum or something or a cat that had slipped into your apartment.

Without thinking about it for much longer, you turned quickly to point your gun straight into the kitchen, your eyes catching on red and immediately focusing the barrel of the gun in that direction.

Instantly the perpetrator froze, one of the cupcakes you had made that morning in hand and half in his mouth. You stared into the ruby eyes of Yakuza boss Kirishima Eijiro. His eyes wide as he looked at you. He then put on a sharp cheesy smile as he gave you a small wave. “Hey honey.” He let out nervously. You lowered the gun as you stared at him. He swallowed down heavily before letting out a nervous chuckle. “I’m home…”

“Eijiro…” He carefully put down the cupcake, frosting already on his mouth showing that he had helped himself to one already. You scowled at him before letting out an annoyed growl. “You lying son of a bitch!” You shouted as you waved the gun as you stomped over to him. His eyes went wide as his back was pressed against the counter. “You told me that you were coming back! Where the fuck have you been the past five months huh!?” You shouted as you pointed the gun right underneath his chin making him still, the large redhead stared down at you, intimidated by your careless holding of the gun in your hand. “I’ve been here with a newborn for months waiting on your stupid ass and not a word from you!” He opened his mouth. “And I don’t give a shit about what Tetsu says because he isn’t you! I swear to God, I’m going to kill you. I’m going to kill you. I’m going to castrate you, mould your dick then burn it and then throw the rest of you away because-”

You were easily interrupted as the gun was taken out of your hand and you were disarmed. You were turned around and pinned against the counter, his large mass of muscle and height pressed you against the counter, forcing you to look up at him as he had you trapped in his embrace. Although you were a pretty skilled fighter yourself, nothing could beat the raw strength that Kirishima Eijiro had.

He tilted his head with a soft smirk, large hand wrapped around your neck, his pointer finger stroking your jaw as he looked down at you. “I missed you too, Y/N.” He let out lowly. You were angry. Of course, you were, but you couldn’t help but melt as he bent down and kissed you. He put the gun down on the counter and wrapped his other arm around you, deepening the kiss. You wrapped your arms around him in desperation, wanting him closer. You ached for him, you needed him just as much as you wanted to push him away. The matching ink on your arm, the same that he had, told everything it needed to.

Eijiro groaned as he separated from you, “God, I missed you.” He nearly whispered. “I missed you both so much.”

You stared up at him for a moment before frowning. “If you missed us, you wouldn’t have been away for so long.” You pushed yourself away from him.

Eijiro let out a breath as he watched you put on the safety and unload the gun as if it was something casual. “The case took longer than I expected, but I told you I wouldn’t take a step into prison and I didn’t.” You knew that was true. From the moment he had left, you kept your eye on the news for anything to do with the charges against your husband. You were lucky enough to know that the next time you would see him it wouldn’t be behind a thick pane of glass. “Then I had loose strings to tie up and business to take care of.”

“Like what?”

You heard a file be placed down on the counter next to you. You turned to look back at Eijiro. He had his large arms folded over his chest, his sleeves rolled up exposing the tattoo sleeve of a dragon on his left arm. He motioned to it. You didn’t say anything as you moved to check what was in the file. You opened it. Your eyes widened in surprise.

In it was evidence of ownership of a home, the keys still in one of the pockets. You flipped it again to reveal Eijiro’s will, and you noticed Reika and your names on it. You flipped it again to see documents. Life insurance, medical insurance, a bank account in Reika’s name with money that would be unremovable and developing interest until she was eighteen. Everything. The more you flipped through it, the more evidence you found of everything done to ensure a safe future for you and Reika should anything happen to him.

And right at the end was a marriage contract for the both of you.

You looked up at him with tears in your eyes.

Eijiro smiled as he looked over at you. Nothing was particularly said but he moved over to you. His movements were slow, but he got to you in no time with long strides of his legs. He pulled you into his arms. “I’m sorry I was gone for so long.” He whispered near your ear. You closed your eyes, putting your head to his heart. That’s all you wanted to listen to. His heart. The thing that beat for you and your daughter alone. You closed your eyes letting your tears fall as you held onto his warm figure.

You nodded your head as you just enjoyed the feel of him. “It’s okay…. Just… just don’t do it again, please.”

He chuckled and bent down to kiss the top of your head. “I would never do such a thing.”

Before you could even think of kissing him, you both heard a loud whine. That’s when you remembered your poor Reika who was all alone in her bathtub.

You gasped as you quickly rushed into the hallway. “Reika! I’m coming baby!” You shouted as you ran into the bathroom. The little one had thrown her duck out of the bath, her face flushed as she was near to tears. Her chubby face was in distress as she sat in the bath with a sad look on her face. The moment she saw you again, she reached up to you with chubby small hands, her cheeks wet as she cried for you. “Aww, Reika. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” You apologised as you grabbed her fluffy towel and lifted her up into your arms. You rubbed her to make sure she was nice and warm as you held her in your arms. She continued to cry, sweet kitten sounds as you placed kisses to the side of her head. “Oh sweetheart, I’m sorry. Daddy got me distracted, but I’m here now. Mama is here. Mama is here.”

You gently rocked her in your arms, trying to calm her down as she rested her head against you. Appearing in the doorway was Eijiro, who peaked his head in after putting the gun away in the safe. His eyes found their way to you as you tried to calm his daughter. He was slow to move in, not wanting to interrupt your space with her. But then Reika looked up from your shoulder over to him. Ruby met ruby.

And Eijiro was sure he fell in love.

You looked down at Reika and then to Eijiro. Her crying had simmered down but she still seemed rather in a fragile state. You carefully walked over to Eijiro who looked down at her. You gave him a gentle smile and carefully put Reika in his arms, making his eyes grow wide. He carefully held her to his chest, putting a hand behind her head as well, to support her head. The both of them looked at each other with identical expressions. Wide ruby eyes and almost confused looks.

Then Eijiro started crying.

He had a smile on his face but tears came to his eyes. “Hey…” He spoke softly. He sniffed as he put a kiss to her forehead. “Hi, Reika. It’s Daddy, princess. Daddy’s here. Sorry I took so long.” You watched him carefully hold her and look down at her as if she was his entire world. Reika didn’t say anything but at least she stopped crying. She reached up to put her soft hands on his face and Eijiro lost it. Full on sobs, snot and tears. It took Reika by surprise to see him cry as he put his head down and squeeze her to his chest. You chuckled at the sight, watching such a big man fight sobs at the sight of baby not even six months old.

Your daughter looked at you almost as if pleading for help.

You put Eijiro on night duty. He had not done it since the first few weeks after she was born so he was a bit rusty but with your supervision, he was a champ. He managed to change her, dress her (he put on her onesie the wrong way the first time) and then watched all wide eyed and interested as you fed her and slowly put her to bed.

You were grateful that she was just like her father in that aspect, one good feeding and she was out like a light, sleeping with her little hands joined together as you covered her in a blanket and allowed her to sleep in her crib. You led Eijiro out of her room as you let out a heavy sigh. You moved to your bed, moving to sit down. You were exhausted and you probably needed to sleep soon.

Eijiro moved over to sit down next to you as you flopped back to lie down on the bed. You stared up at the ceiling for a second. You heard a low laugh from Eijiro, making you flick your eyes to look over to him. You raised an eyebrow wondering what had him all giggly. He leaned back to look down at you. “You’re… you’re so good with her.” He let out lowly with a gentle smirk. “Seriously. And she’s… she’s perfect.”

“Well, of course she is. I made her.” That made him laugh. You smiled gentle as you looked at him. You put a hand over his. “I’m glad you think so, Eij.”

“Mh.” He carefully moved to scoop you up in his arms rather effortlessly, never ceasing to catch you by surprise. He pulled you up so that you sat on his lap, straddling him with his hands on your hips as he stared up at you with a stupid grin on his face making you giggle. “You know, she is so cute. So cute in fact, that she deserves a sibling for being so cute.” He reached up and kissed you.

You couldn’t help but melt into the kiss, holding him tightly as you let him kiss you. You leaned back with a chuckle once you realised what he had just said to you. You shook your head. “Oh we aren’t doing this again, Eijiro.” You let out lowly. “I know how you think.”

“Oh but you were so sexy whilst pregnant, sugar.” He moved to kiss your neck, his sharp teeth grazing your pulse making you weak. Every kiss to your body had you sinking deeper and deeper into his grasp, so much so that you were sure that before long you would be nothing but clay in his grasp to mould to how he pleases. “You’re sexy right now. Fuck~ All the weight you put on got me chubbing in my pants, honey.” He grabbed at your body harsher, moving your hips down. On instinct, you grind down on his clothed dick that you could already feel pushing against you.

It was true that after putting on weight during your pregnancy, you really didn’t have the time to lose it. It was one of your biggest insecurities but also something that you had sort of tuned out since you were so busy taking care of Reika all the time, you barely noticed how you looked. Of course, you did see members of the Yakuza clan like Tetsu, Mina, Sero and Eijiro’s sister, Tamami, was over all the time to play with your niece and take care of her giving you time to actually take a shower and relax for a bit.

However right now, your stomach was doing flips, feeling his big hands on your body, kneading and grabbing at your skin like he couldn’t get enough of it. He let out a low groan as he moved his kisses back up to your jaw making you gasp. “God, I’ve missed you.” He breathed out.

That was your breaking point. You quickly moved to grab at his shirt, undoing it as fast as you could. The large redhead laughed at your eagerness, finding it rather amusing that you were so eager to have him, but it would be a lie to say that he wasn’t the same. Quickly, you pulled of his shirt, allowing him to rip it off his body and you were on his lips once more. You let your hands feel his warm skin and muscles. You had missed him so much. You had ached for him and his body so much that nothing could satisfy you the way that he could.

“I want you.” You whispered against his lips. You moved to take off your oversized shirt, throwing it off somewhere behind you as well as your bra, and moving back to kiss him eagerly. He immediately went to pinching your nipples making you whine at the pain and pleasure that bloomed together. Eijiro fell back onto the bed, before flipping the both of you over so that you could lie underneath him. He moved to kiss down your body, giving each of your nipples a kiss, promising to give them attention soon, before going down between your legs.

If there was one thing more than anything that Eijiro loved to do to you, it was eating you out until you were crying on his tongue. He got off to it and man did you love it. He threw your thighs over his shoulders as he went mouth first straight into your cunt. You sucked in a breath immediately before letting out a low moan at the feeling of his tongue on your clit, sucking.

You couldn’t help but whine. It had been a long time since you had last gotten any sort of attention like this and you didn’t exactly have the time to get yourself off when you had a newborn in your life now. But now… you felt as if you were in heaven. Eijiro held your thighs as he wiggled his tongue inside you. He loved watching you wiggle and whimper as you didn’t know how to handle him anymore. He found it adorable watching you, but more importantly, he loved watching your sex.

He stuck two fingers inside of you, feeling you clamp down on him, almost wanting more than what he was giving you. You whimpered as you moved your hips, trying to fuck yourself on his fingers. He let out a laugh. “You so needy, baby?” He asked.

“Eijiro please don’t tease me.” You begged as you looked down to him. “Don’t tease me, just…” You grunted as you moved your hips some more. Eijiro curved his fingers making you moan. You were so close. So fucking close. “Just fuck me already!” You shouted at him. “I’ve waited long enough.”

A smirk pulled to his face, finding you so amusing. “God, I love you.” He chuckled as he stood up, his fingers still inside you, making sure you would be able to take his cock as he took off his pants. Oral can wait for later, right now, you wanted a good dicking down and that’s what he was going to give you. He felt you clench around his fingers at the sight of his cock.

You loved Kirishima Eijiro.

But if there was one thing you’d save about him, it would have to be his cock.

It was gorgeous. Thick like a coke can and long enough that you were sure you had still never taken the entire damn thing. You were always left crying and screaming on the thing and damn did you love it. Eijiro had ruined sex from any other man for you and you couldn’t care less. Not when you got to keep his cock all to yourself.

A grin moved to his face as he carefully moved to shift your body further up the bed along with him. You pulled him down for a kiss, pulling him closer to you so that you could feel him, taste him and breathe him in all at once. Eijiro held you securely kissing you back as he slowly retracted his fingers from inside you, a groan leaving your mouth. You felt so empty without him but you knew that being patient for just a bit longer will get you what you craved.

Eijiro gripped your thighs, separating from you as he pushed your thighs against your chest, bringing your knees to your shoulders. Eijiro kept a hand down against the underside of your thighs as he stared down at the view in front of him. A low groan left his mouth as he slowly stroked his cock at the sight of you all pretty for him. You twitched as you felt the head of his cock move up and down your slit, spreading his precum all over your slit. You bit down on your bottom lip with a whine, so desperate just to take him.

Slowly you felt the head of his cock slip into you, making you both groan. The feeling of his thick cock inside you was euphoric, feeling every twitch and press into your sex. Eijiro was slow, savouring the wonderous feeling before finally pushing everything inside you. You wiggled a bit, moving to adjust how you were to a more comfortable position as you stared up at him.

With the go ahead from you, Eijiro made swift work into pressing you down, folding you in half and ramming into you hard. You let out moans as you felt him move in and out of you, your sex gripping on to him tightly as if you didn’t want to separate and be without him. He groaned at the feeling of your sex wrapped around his cock, but continued on his pursuit.

The rhythmic thrusts into you were enough to keep your mind numb and happy, content moans left your mouth as you enjoyed the action. Eijiro shifted before thrusting in again, hitting a spot inside you that had you releasing a loud shout. He hit that spot again, and again, and again, and you almost felt as though you were gonna scream. It was an endless assault on your sex.

“Oh shit! Oh fuck- Eijiro! Eijiro right there!” You encouraged as you moved to grip onto his shoulders instead of holding onto your legs, letting them rest on his shoulders. “Right fucking there!” You arched your back as little as you were allowed to with a moan.

However, you were cut off by Eijiro placing a hand around your neck, squeezing gently making your eyes go wide. He stopped for a second as he leaned down closer to you, a smirk on his face. “Now keep quiet honey, you’re gonna wake up my daughter from her precious slumber. Don’t need her waking up because her mother’s too much of a slut.”

He didn’t let go of your neck, squeezing it enough to just leave you breathless but it made you wetter too. You groaned with your eyes rolled back at the blissful feeling of so much pleasure and no air all at the same time. It was almost as if you were floating, and yet you were going to explode at any second. It felt heavenly. Eijiro flexed his fingers allowing you to gasp, your cunt spasming around his cock as you abruptly felt yourself cum hard around him. A strangled keen escaping your mouth as you sunk down closer towards him. However, another squeeze to your neck had your cunt gripping his cock like a vice.

Eijiro loved it. He loved feeling your pulse in the palm of his hand, he loved the feeling of your wet sex wrapped around him, making him feel seconds away from coming inside you. And factually, he was. He held you tight as he focused on fucking into you, heavy breaths tumbling out of his mouth as he focused on moving in and out of you, pounding as he hit your cervix.

He couldn’t think straight even if he wanted to. A groan tumbled out of his throat as he looked up for a second. God, he had missed you. He had missed you so much. He had missed your smile, your laugh, your hands on his body and your cunt. You were still so tight around him and it made a rush go through him knowing that this was the same body that gave him his beloved daughter. “Fuck~ I’m gonna cum.” He rambled out as he let go of you and placed his hands either side of you. You gasped as you finally got air unrestricted. You reached up and held onto him as you took deep breaths. Eijiro had his head buried in the crook of your neck. “I’m gonna cum. Fuck, you feel so good. You feel so fucking good. I’m gonna-”

The words were taken right out of his mouth as pure euphoria went through his body. Eijiro let out a groan of your name as he held you, his thrusts now slow as he came inside you. You felt so full, feeling him press inside you and cum inside you. You were too tired to care, and honestly you always loved the feeling of him taking you raw. Nothing was better than it. You were addicted to the floating endless feeling of him and you joined together, how it was meant to be.

You were both heaving by the end of it. Exhausted, tired but so content. Then you realised…

You let out a groan. “Eijiro, not again! You came inside me.”

It took your man a second before an amused laugh tumbled out of his lips. “Honey, I thought you loved it when I did that.” He pushed himself back up, his thick hair cascading down his back angelically, reminding you of how gorgeous he was.

You looked up at him tiredly with a pointed look. “I’m not on birth control. I haven’t been for more than a year now.” You reminded him. Eijiro grinned with a smug look on his face. Just at the sight of his expression you swatted his pecs making him laugh.

“What!? I think we can give Reika a sibling or two.” He spoke lowly.

You glared up at him. However, there was an itching feeling inside you that wanted more of him. No matter the risks. You turned to look at him. Eijiro felt your gaze on him and turned to look at you. He chuckled but moved over to you again. Before he could kiss you, you both heard crying.

Crying came out of the baby monitor making you both pause. You groaned but Eijiro chuckled as he gave you a small peck. “You get some sleep, I’m on night duty, remember.” You smiled as you watched him get up, slipping on his pair of boxers before leaving the room. “I’m coming, Reika. Don’t worry.”

You watched with a gentle smile as he left the room. You were glad to see him back with the two of you, where he belonged.

The music of the club was obnoxiously loud. So much so, one could feel the thump of the beat of the current song playing in one’s soul. The dark atmosphere lit by dim and neon lights made the almost delirious feeling of being in the club heightened. Like being stuck in a fever dream.

Kirishima Eijiro walked into the club, his shoulders relaxed and his head held high. An attendant of the club immediately led him towards the VIP section. Kirishima watched everything around him inquisitively. This was one of his newer clubs. Just one of the many ways he got his money, but Eijiro knew everything about the club despite its recent opening.

It was his club after all. The neon sign of Riot indicating exactly who owned the whole establishment. Everything from the bottles of liquor that lined the wall of the bar, the cushioned seats of the booths, to the men and women entertaining in the skimpy outfits on the stage and around the club. Everything was paid for, owned or owed to him.

Or it would be, if people didn’t think stealing from him was a good idea.

Eijiro walked up the double glazed glass stairs, up to the VIP floor. There weren’t many people on the floor. Perfect. He didn’t particularly need an audience for tonight. He walked over to the group of men that sat together, waiting on the redhead.

The moment his presence was registered, instantly all four of them stood. “Boss.” They said simultaneously, serious expressions on their faces.

Eijiro gave them a curt nod, pulling his hands out of his pockets. He sat down on an isolated cushioned one-seater in front of them. His legs spread as he turned his head to look off the balcony at the stage. A pretty brunette on stage, in turquoise heels and matching lingerie. The redhead turned his attention back to the four men who hadn’t moved. Although the four men stood at attention, intimidated by the large man that sat in front of them, they were more aware of the baby that sat in his lap.

A pretty little baby girl with short black hair in little pigtails and red bows. She sat in a red puffy dress and little shoes as she held a rubber duck in her hands. She had wide beautiful ruby eyes and looked so innocent in contrast to her father.

“Sit, gentlemen.” His deep voice rumbled out as he motioned to the seats they were previously sitting on, with thick fingers. At his orders, they sat in front of him, not as relaxed as he seemed to be. “So…” Eijiro started a hard look on his face, he put a large hand to Reika’s head, twirling one of her pigtails. “Report.”

The highest-ranking member in front of him, Mr Tsukishima started speaking but Eijiro wasn’t listening. He knew everything this man was saying to him was utter bullshit and was surprised that even when sitting in front of him, he had the balls to lie to him. It made his jaw tense and his hands itch to hit something. His large fingers ticked in anger, however the feeling of his daughter’s soft little hands hold onto him thumb in interest calmed him down. Reika leaned back against her father, putting the rubber duck in her mouth to chew on.

Like an angel of saving grace, a beautiful woman walked over to them. Black heeled knee high boots clacking on the ground, instantly catching Eijiro’s attention before even seeing her. You appeared to his right, a tablet in hand and your eyes half lidded in an alluring look. Eijiro looked to you. You wore the black club uniforms, not a performer but a waiter. A name tag written, Honey.

“Anything you want, gentlemen?” You asked, balancing your weight on one leg, highlighting the fishnet stockings you wore over your skin.

Eijiro looked you up and down. His red crimson eyes eating you up unashamedly. “Rum. Ice.” He ordered simply.

You took all their orders, noting it down on your tablet. You nodded your head once you got all of them. “Order coming up.” You turned on your heels, eyes glancing at the redhead, an unnoticeable wink sent his way as you passed by him, hips swaying dangerously close to his head. Reika looked up to you with a gurgle of excitement, waving you goodbye as you left.

The redhead noticed the men across from him and the lingering gazes on you. A surge of pride and possessiveness blooming from his chest as his sharp smirk broadened. He cleared his throat. “Gentlemen, let's cut to the chase.” He adjusted his seating. “I came here to find out two things. One I already know. First off, where is my money.” He listed on one of his thick fingers. His face not showing any signs of anger or resentment which made the men across from him stiffen. “And two, are you lying to me? Now I already know that one, from the moment you opened your mouths, so that leaves me with the missing five million yen.”

“Mr Kirishima…” Eijiro’s predatorial blood red eyes shot to Mr Tsukishima. His face expressionless as he waited for an explanation. It made the man in front of him swallow hard as he adjusted his seating. A nervous chuckle came from him. “I… we… have n-no idea what you’re talking about.”

You came back with their drinks, having fetched them from the VIP bar. You placed the four men’s drinks on the table but personally handed Eijiro’s to him. The redhead took a sip of the alcohol in his glass. He motioned for you to come closer to him. “Clear?” He asked.

You nodded your head. “Empty.” You spoke in borderline silence only for the redhead to hear.

Eijiro nodded. “Gentlemen, I would like you to meet my lovely second in command, Kirishima Y/N.” He motioned to his right over to you. At the name of the infamous Yakuza’s wife, they paled. You waved over to them with a smile. “And she’s been telling me all the shit that has been happening behind my back, here.” Eijiro continued. “Now, I am a generous man, so I’ll give you all five seconds to put all my money back into my account.” He stated simply. His expression was void of anything. “One.”

“Mr Kirishima, we can explain-” They started making excuses.

“Two.” Eijiro wasn’t in a merciful mood tonight. He had to fly all the way down here to deal with these fools, when he should be at home. When you all should have been at home together. “Three.” Mr Tsukishima started typing on his phone furiously as the others started spewing nonsense Eijiro couldn’t bring himself to listen to.

You pulled out a suppressed pistol from one of your boots. You turned off the safety and checked the weapon over. Reika reached up to you in want with a whine. “Mama.” She waved over to you.

“Not now baby, mama’s working. Just give me a minute, please.” You said sweetly with an air kiss to her.

“Four.” Eijiro downed the rum and placed it on the glass table in front of him. He adjusted Reika on his lap, grabbing her rubber duck and squeezing it to draw her attention. “Fi-”

“IT’S THERE!” His phone vibrated. You paused and looked towards your husband for his call. Eijiro raised an eyebrow in surprise. He pulled out his phone. A notification from his bank. “It’s there! Just please, Mr Kirishima. Mercy.” They begged.

Eijiro waited a second. He smiled. He stood up, his daughter hypnotised by the duck and the squeaky noises it made in his hands that kept her looking anywhere that wasn’t at them. Without a word he nodded to all of them and turned around. All four of them breathed a sigh of relief. Eijiro made his way to the exit then he stopped. “By the way gentlemen,” He tilted his head to look back at them. “You didn’t pay me with interest.” He raised a single hand and motioned to you. “Honey, do you mind?” Eijiro looked down at his beautiful daughter as he squeezed the duck, his large body blocking out the scene you would create. “Reika, princess. You ready to go home?” He asked sweetly.

Without looking back he went down the stairs, hearing only the sounds of bodies falling on the ground.

This was a great way to end breedingtober. Just a reminder of what I had said early in october. Some stuff came up and i can't finish the last two things. I'm sorry to disappoint you but I really can't. I've just been posting what has already been written for quite some time now. So yah. I apologise for that once again.

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