Okay hear me out-
Some (more if you’ve done some already) parenthood head cannons for Samatoki and Sasara
(Ps I don’t think there’s been a day that I haven’t visited your blog since I found it, it truly is great stuff!!)
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Pairing: Samatoki Aohitsugi; Sasara Nurude
Genre: Fluff; General
A/N: This one was adorable, I love some good ‘dad’ headcanons! Both Samatoki and Sasara would be so cute with little kids, ugh I love it! Hope you enjoy~
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Samatoki is the chill dad...most of the time
he’s definitely over-protective of his kids when they’re younger, because he thinks he knows what’s best for them
but as they grow older, and show him that they’re capable of making their own, adult choices, he’ll start to let them go little by little
he definitely cried the first time he held his child because he knew he would never love anything more than them
he’s chill in the sense that he won’t really mind what his kids choose to study or what their hobbies are
if they want to have friends over or go to a party, Samatoki will simply nod and tell them to take care
even if his kid gets a bad grade or gets in trouble, as long as they tried their best or if it was for a good cause, he won’t really care
“Dad, I got detention for beating up some kid that was bullying my friend”
“Hell yea, do you want ice cream to celebrate?”
Samatoki tried to quit smoking when he had his kids, but it was too hard and he ended up secretly sneaking off to smoke
his kids definitely know and they try to hide his smokes just so he doesn’t do it as much
one time when they were kids, they sat him down and said that they wanted him to stop because they loves their dad and don’t want him to die of lung cancer when they were young
and that hit Samatoki in the heart so he actually made it a point to smoke less and actually try to quit
Samatoki definitely uses food to convey his love because he has difficulty expressing himself with his words
whenever one of his kids does something that they’re proud of, Samatoki is always ruffling their hair and giving them a smile, saying that they get to choose what meal to eat that night
and of course, each kid has their own favorite food, so Samatoki has meticulously perfected every meal they love
he definitely has a bad habit of forgetting dates which can annoy his kids and he also always calls them by each others names on accident
and if they ever whine and call him out on this, he’ll just grumble that it’s not his fault there’re so many people in the house
I feel like Samatoki would be irritated and angered by the small things rather than the large things
so if his kid doesn’t want to eat all their veggies or if they break something because they’re careless
Samatoki is going to scold them until they apologize or understand what they did wrong
and sometimes this anger can drive a wedge between him and his kids, but it’s never for very long
if something big happened though, like if his kid got hurt doing something stupid or if they made a big mistake, he wouldn’t be as angry
he knows he’s done stupid things in the past and now that he’s older with kids, he can look back and say that they made him who he is
so rather than getting angry, I think he would want to reassure his kids that they still have their dad in their corner
Sasara is definitely the funny dad
he cracks really bad dad puns that make everyone groan but then he starts laughing and everyone laughs at his laughs
he loves to embarrass his kids too, especially in front of their friends
so he’ll always try to blast weird music when dropping them off to school or try to relate to them and their friends
if his kid isn’t cringing and saying ‘daaad’ then he’s not doing it right
when the kids were babies, Sasara absolutely loved playing with them
he would practice his stand up routines in front of them and wouldn’t stop until the baby was bubbling with laughter
since he’s usually staying up late to write lines and jokes, he doesn’t mind checking in on the babies every now and then
coddling them and shushing them when they cry and making funny faces at them just to get them to calm down
and as they get older, Sasara is definitely going to encourage their imaginations, always playing house with them
sometimes the house looks like a disaster because he wanted to try to build a blanket fort but his kids love it so he doesn’t mind
I also feel like he would love to take his family on vacation and get those really cheesy family photos taken
and around the holidays he would also want cute Christmas cards with everyone posing and a super cheesy caption at the bottom
Sasara is really good at giving gifts, no matter what the occasion is
since he really wants to be a part of his kids lives, he really knows what they like and what they would want
he’s always going to make time for his kids and although he might have difficulty being vulnerable with them, he really does want them to be able to trust and rely on him
Sasara isn’t super over-protective as a father either
he gives his kids the space to do what they want and figure out what they’re interested in
and no matter what they enjoy doing, he’s always going to show an interest in their hobbies
and he’s definitely going to be their number one fan, pushing them to do whatever it is they want
but I can also imagine him to be a little suffocating sometimes, wanting his kids to do things with him and always wanting to know what’s going on in their lives
which could cause some small arguments between him and his kids
but I think overall, Sasara loves them too much to let anything get in the way of their family so he’ll want to clear the air
although he definitely doesn’t like apologizing so it’s a little tough for him
his kids love to watch their dad when he’s on tv and Sasara is always taking them to his comedy gigs
because if any of his kids are interested in what he does, he’s definitely going to push them in the right direction
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HELLO, I'VE BEEN WAITING MONTHS, FINALLY
May I requested scenario with Dice who has Hanahaki desease? ;w; maybe angst with a fluff ending. I truly love your writing! Ty!
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Pairing: Dice Arisugawa x reader
Genre: Hanahaki AU; Angst to Fluff
Warnings: Mentions of blood and mentions of death (there is NO character death)
Word Count: 2,042
A/N: This one was so incredibly heart-breaking to write, but it was very intense and I definitely got thrown into ‘the zone’ (lol you can tell by the word count). I love Dice with a Hanahaki AU because it forces him to become a bit more serious. I tried to make the ending as fluffy as possible, given the circumstances, so I hope that’s okay. Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy~
Hanahaki Disease is a fictional disease where the victim of unrequited or one-sided love begins to vomit or cough up the petals of a flowering plant growing in their lungs, which will eventually grow large enough until the victim dies unless the feelings are returned.
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Dice leaned against the lamp pole on the sidewalk as he coughed hard into his palm. Clearing his throat, he wasn’t surprised to find drops of blood splatter his hand, along with a single, blood red rose petal. He tried to remember when he first noticed the blood, but couldn’t remember if it had been days or weeks. All he knew, was that he had deep feelings for you and, according to the world, you didn’t feel the same way back.
He winced at the thorn on one of the flower stems, still feeling it lodged in the back of his throat as he coughed once more.
“Hey, Dice! You feeling okay?”
Hearing your worried voice, Dice hurriedly wiped his mouth and then turned to faced you with a wide grin.
“Hey, Y/N. Thanks for coming! I’m all good, don’t worry about me,” he chirped, throwing his arm around you like it was the most casual thing in the world. You raised an eyebrow at him, but smiled back regardless.
“You sure about that? You know it’s getting colder out, right? I don’t want you to freeze to death out here all alone,” you said, grabbing his hand and holding it in your own. Just as you suspected, his hand was ice cold and you began rubbing it for him.
“H-Hey! What the hell are you doing?” Dice asked, his cheeks burning a bright shade of pink as he pulled his hand away from you.
“I’m warming up your hands, they’re like blocks of ice!” you exclaimed, reaching out for his hands once more. Dice easily swung them away from you, shoving them into his pockets and turning away.
“I’m fine, okay? I’m sure I’ll warm up after we eat some nice hot barbecue so let’s just go to the restaurant already!” he whined, shuffling down the street. You sighed but followed him, berating him for letting his hands get that cold.
Unbeknownst to you, every little touch you gave him made Dice fall for you even more. With every small, caring gesture, you were sentencing him to more pain, making his chest hurt and his throat burn as he continued to cough into his sleeve.
As the two of you ate your meal together, Dice stared at you from across the table. Why was it so difficult for him to move on from this love? It was obviously painful for him and you didn’t return his affections, and yet he still yearned for you each and every day. He knew he couldn’t force you to love him back, that was impossible, but he just wished loving you didn’t have to be so painful.
He would never stop though. No matter how painful it became to love you, he would continue to do so.
“Ah man, that was good. Now I’m stuffed,” you laughed, wrapping your scarf around your neck. Dice took a moment to admire your smile before grinning back at you.
“Wasn’t it? That place always does the best barbecue!” he exclaimed, skipping ahead of you. “How about now we go check out the casino? I heard there’s a – ” Dice cut himself off with a violent cough that brought him to his knees.
“Dice!” you exclaimed, rushing towards him and catching his arm as he fell.
You watched as he continued to cough, the sound painful and scratchy. As soon as you noticed the drops of blood falling from his mouth and onto the pavement, you began to panic. You were about to look up and call for someone when you heard Dice choking. It was only for a moment, and then you watched as a single rose fell from his lips, thorny stem and all.
“What…Dice…what’s happening?” you whispered, shaking as you dropped down to the sidewalk beside him. You hurriedly looked around but it was too late and there was nobody walking on the road at the time. “Hang on, I’m gonna call an ambulance, okay?” you told him, patting him on the back and digging into your pocket for your phone.
As soon as you pulled it out though, you felt Dice’s hand on your arm.
“No…it’s okay,” he mumbled, coughing slightly as he wiped his mouth with the back of his free hand. “I’m fine,” he lied, giving you a weak smile.
“No, you’re really not,” you told him, poignantly. “You just choked up blood and a…a flower? Dice, I have no idea what’s going on, but you are the furthest thing from fine,” you told him, pulling up your phone once more.
Dice sighed, knowing that he had to explain what was happening. He hadn’t wanted it to be like this. Every time he pictured confessing to you, it had been somewhere beautiful or fancy, somewhere that he could prove himself to you as a good potential lover.
Not sprawled out on the sidewalk covered in his own blood.
“Y/N, just listen to me,” Dice panted, trying to catch his breath. “I can explain everything, please don’t call anyone.”
You stopped yourself from hitting dial on 911 as you stared at your best friend. When he rolled onto his back, leaning up against the nearby building, you crawled over and sat down beside him. Slowly, you turned towards him, looking at him with worry.
“Dice, what’s going on?” you asked, softly. Something was obviously happening to him and you needed to know. If your friend was hurting, you wanted to be there for him. You heard him sigh as he leaned his head against the brick wall, staring up at the sky.
“It’s Hanahaki disease,” Dice stated plainly. You pursed your lips as you studied him closely.
“The flower disease? I thought that was only a myth…” you said, trailing off. Clearly it wasn’t a myth if you had just seen him throw up flowers.
“Nope, it’s very real,” Dice laughed dryly. There was a moment of silence before you cleared your throat.
“Have you seen a doctor? Is there anything they can do? It sounds really painful,” you said, concern lacing your words. Dice sighed and shook his head.
“Yea, I already saw some doctors. Apparently there’s nothing I can do except wait and die,” he shrugged. Your eyes widened as you sat up straight, glaring at him.
“Die? What do you mean die?” you exclaimed, frazzled.
“That’s what happens when you get the disease. You love someone and it’s unrequited, and if the person never loves you back, then…you die,” Dice said, coughing slightly into his sleeve. You felt your heart ache as you shook your head.
“That’s ridiculous, you can’t just lay down and die like that!” you said.
“What else am I supposed to do? I can’t force someone to love me,” Dice said, slight annoyance in his voice. You could tell that he had already gone through all of these thoughts before, and you suddenly felt guilty for not noticing earlier. How could you have missed something so huge that your best friend was going through. Instinctively, you reached out to grab his hand.
“Well then, at least tell me who it is! Maybe I can talk to them for you,” you offered, trying to meet Dice’s gaze. You heard him mumble something, but you couldn’t make out the words. “What?” you asked, leaning in closer to him. Suddenly, Dice turned towards you, eyes blazing as he stared straight towards you.
“It’s you,” he stated, plainly. His words made you start, surprising taking over as you became startled, still holding onto his hand.
“W-What?” you asked, voice slightly shaky.
“It’s always been you, Y/N. I didn’t know I could love someone as much as this until I met you. You’re always there for me whenever I need you. You never push me aside or treat me like I’m a liability. You care about me, and you treat me the same as everyone else,” Dice shouted, his eyes beginning to water. “I love you so much. You bring out the best in me. I love spending time with you and being by your side.”
“Dice…” you began, your heart pounding in your chest. You had never known he felt so strongly about you, and you were so confused. Trying to find the right words to say, you could only stare at him.
“You don’t have to say anything,” Dice said, shaking his head. “I know you don’t love me back. Obviously,” he added with a dry chuckle as he nodded to the rose lying on the ground. “I just want to spend as much time with you before I die as possible. Is that too much to ask for?” he finished, voice cracking slightly.
You felt your own eyes begin to water as you quickly brushed them away. You gave yourself a moment to collect your thoughts, not knowing what to say or do. You had known Dice for so long, but you had never even considered him to be anything more than a friend. But after hearing what he thought of you and how he felt, your own heart began to grow.
“I never knew you felt this way,” you said, sniffling. “Dice, I’ve always loved you as a friend, and honestly, I’ve just never thought of you as anything else,” you admitted. It was painful, but it was the truth. You couldn’t lie to Dice, not now when the stakes were so high.
“Y/N I – ” Dice started, but you shook your head, cutting him off.
“Wait, you didn’t let me finish,” you said, wiping your eyes once more. “All of those things you just said about me…they were so kind and honest. If this is how you truly feel about me, then I want to try. Dice, I want to try to love you too. Just because I’m not in love with you now, doesn’t mean I never will be. You deserve that chance, so please. Will you let me try? I know it’s painful and I don’t know what could happen, but for your sake, I want to learn to love you. Please let me,” you finished, reaching out to hold Dice’s cheek in your hand.
You watched a lone tear roll down his face, feeling it hit your fingers as Dice pressed his eyes closed for a moment. It was hard for him, and how could it not be? There were too many emotions placed on both of you at the same time. There was love, Dice’s romantic love for you and your platonic love for him. There was fear, if you couldn’t manage to love him back, would he actually die? Which in turn led to guilt – how could you live with yourself if you let that happen? And how could Dice live with himself knowing that he had forced you to make that decision?
“I’m so sorry,” Dice cried, gulping hard. “Y/N, I’m so sorry for putting you in this position.”
You moved forward, wrapping your hands around his frame and letting his forehead fall onto your shoulder. Closing your eyes, you buried your chin into his back, shaking your head.
“None of this is your fault, Dice,” you whispered, stroking his back softly. You took a few breaths, knowing that you were also just as frazzled and emotional as he was. “Thank you for telling me the truth,” you told him as he sobbed into your shoulder.
You knew that this would be difficult, but in that moment, you swore that there was an ember beginning to grow in your chest. You allowed yourself to think about a future with Dice, something you had never considered before, and the more you thought about it, the more it seemed like a very real possibility. There were already so many things you loved about him. Perhaps you just needed to take the time to see if you could love him in a romantic life.
As you continued to hold him tightly in your arms, you decided that you would keep yourself open to falling in love with Dice. There was no way to tell what the future would hold, but you knew that you already had deep feelings for him and that was half the battle.
The rest would simply be up to fate.
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