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themoonmunchkin · 1 year

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This is the best thing I've read in a long time 😭❤️

Happy, together, forever.

Bakugou x Afab! reader

Summary: Reader thinks that Bakugou is going to propose, and is afraid of losing him because their life directed them into not wanting and deciding to never have kids. But they decide to talk about it with him, to not end up hurting him more. Also in ao3

Warnings: slight angst, fluff, comfort, hinted sickness/infertility for the reader, just comfort for childfree people because we deserve love and validation too.

Word count: 1k+ (I'm passionate about this)

When you met Bakugou, you never thought that your relationship would reach the point where the two of you would want to spend the rest of your lives together. Throughout your life you were surrounded by the archaic idea of the cycle of life, being born, growing, reproducing and dying, despite having fantasized a thousand times about the perfect romance, you never believed that you would get to live it, romance never happened in your life, you were a little scared of it, and when you reached the age in which your acquaintances started to ask about you having childrens, you couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, although you always knew it, you were afraid to accept it, since that would be the definitive barrier between you and a long term love, that idea of getting married just to have children was unpleasant for you, can't you want to be with the love of your life without having to get tied together with children? You thought about it from a young age but now it was final, you don't want children, and you wouldn't change your opinion for anything in the world, you were decided to have a happy life even if you couldn't experience that romantic ideal, but he showed up.

At first you only considered that it would be something temporary, a relationship that you could remember as a beautiful memory, so you shouldn't worry about any parental wishes he might have, even though every once in a while he blurts out the casual "that's why I don't want kids" the fear still existed. But days, months, years passed, and you were currently living togheter, working as pro heros on the same angency, and ready to celebrate your fifth anniversary. Worries about the future had been left far behind in your mind, he made you forget all that, he made you feel that your lives were complete, that nothing needed to change to have a happy life, the two of you were more than enough for each other, but the fear returned a thousand times stronger when you accidentally found the search "engagement rings" on the laptop of his office. At first you though that it may be of some coworker, or maybe Kirishimas , but Katsuki was the only one that used that account, you felt happy, weddings were so romantic, you definitely would be up for one, specially with the love of your life, the joy you felt made you jump like a fangirl teen, until your eyes made contact with a framed picture of him after saving a toddler, the little kid was clinging to his chest with a relieved expression while Katsuki held a fist up flashing his usual victory smile. Your heart skipped a beat as all the fears you had forgotten hit you again with destructive force. The voices of family members, friends, coworkers, paparazzis, interviewers...

"When are you planning on getting pregnant?"

After thinking a lot, and even coming up with the idea of pretending and "changing" your opinion just for him, to make him happy, you decided that it was best to talk about it, if things had to end it's better to do it once and for all, you couldn't live avoiding that subject and lying to him, as you did with relatives who pressed the issue of "new blessings in the family". The thought of ending you relationship shattered your heart, but you couldn't live forever under the pressure of a husband demanding a child, you have heard of stories where people "trick" their partners into getting pregnant, and even knowing that Bakugou would never force you to do something you didn't want, you were still terrified , not only that, but he deserved someone who could made all of his dreams true, someone who could fulfill all of his desires, and you couldn't do that.

You hoped that he wouldn't care, that he didn't want children, that he only wanted you and your well-being, but deku had invited him to his son's baby shower, so that possibility became smaller and smaller to you. It was now or never, you needed to bring that issue to the table and end that problem once and for all.

You were on the train on your way home, after patrolling all day together, both quieter than usual, specially you, and he noticed it, but he preferred not to mention it until arriving to your shared apartment, since he didn't want to bother you, even so he couldn't hide his worried look, you noticed it and that made your nerves go even more crazy.

The train arrived at its stop, Katsuki took your hand to guide you home, a habit that he never lost since the days studying together, when you felt his warm palm your heart began to beat even faster, you didn't want to lose him, you really wanted to be with him forever, but just imagining his disappointed face while trying over and over again to convince you to try and give him a child, his mother's disapproving look, the whispers of people judging you, all that just made you want to vomit.

You replayed the words you thought to say to start that conversation, over and over again, changing anything that may sound bad or self pitying, anxiety coursing trough you veins, suddenly you felt a light squeeze of his hand, you turned to see his face, and he flashed a warm reassuring smile to you, god, you really loved that man. That made you start second guessing yourself, why were you so worried? Despite the fact that at first it was hard for you to accept it, you were sure that he loved you, way too much, he had told you several times, that he was willing to do anything to see you happy, that he loved you and would be with you no matter what, that he wanted you to be by his side when he became the number one hero, he showed that not only with words, he always was supportive with your life choices, he was always so caring when your health was not the best, he took care of you like nobody did before.

You were lost in your thoughts when you heard his keys opening the door of the simple yet stunning apartment you both shared, your styles combined perfectly adorning the place that witnessed all those moments that you shared, the sad ones, the happy ones, the ones that you will treasure until you closed your eyes a final time, the ones that you were afraid of needing to forget.

Still quietly, you both got changed and started heating up the dinner, you were still so nervous, and he couldn't wait more to know why "— are you okay?" he asked in the softest voice he could make, you forgot the little speech you prepared, untill you felt his warm hands caress your arms, softly you responded "— I think is time to talk about something, something very important" nervously you looked up to meet his gaze, still concerned he gestured for you to continue "— I always joked about it, and you know about my health issues, time keeps going and we continue to become more and more serious about a future together, everyone is starting to raise their families, and people keep asking about ours, and... I really want to spend my life with you Katsuki, but, we can't have a family, at least not in the traditional way, I don't want to have kids, I can't, and if having mini Bakugous is something you want in your life, you should consider looking for someone that can give you that, i can't, i can't make you happy like that..."

Your eyes got watery, you adverted your gaze, afraid of his reaction, but a breathy laugh of him made you look up again, he had a disbelieved expression, "so that was it..." he gave you a sympathetic smile, he hugged you softly, and pressed a kiss on you forehead "you don't have to worry about that, just having you with me is more than enough"

"But..." You were a little bit shocked "no buts, we don't have to raise that kind of family to have a happy life, and frankly, i don't think that i would be a good dad" he laughed.

You smiled, yeah, not only him, you also would be a terrible parent, not only that but hero work was really dangerous, you could die any day, the possibility of bringing a human life only to end up as an orphan because their hero parents died was just selfish and sad, a tragedy.

You sighed, needing a final reassurance "you really don't care? What if you change your mind?" He looked at you seriously "— no, i wont, and don't question me about more 'what if's' you're sounding like my mom"

You laughed "—yeah, I'll stop, definitely not want to be like that" you both giggled, basking on each others warmth, you felt like a weight had been lifted of your shoulders, you were happy, happy that you found your perfect man, that you can make him happy, and that you could have that dreamy perfect life you only though that was possible on you fantasies.

"—besides, you are already a pain in the ass, and the pets are a lot of responsibility, i definitely don't need more stress getting on my way of becoming the number one" you pinched his side, making a pout jokingly, he kissed you cheek "—i also promised that i will never let anyone hurt you, you don't deserve that kind of pain"

"— But katsu, i think my tummy is going to hurt now"

"— huh? What are you talking about?"

"— something smells burned"

"— shit".

Notes: My first writing in years, i was just tired of not finding any childfree Katsuki fics, and in a blog that i love i saw that someone made an ask about this topic, so i decided to write this to have a small comfort for feeling like i don't deserve love in a world where people are crazy over Dadsuki and I'm just like yuck, kids being raised by a traumatized man with an extremely dangerous job that could kill him any day.

I don't think I will write very often, I'm not a good writer, i just needed to express my feeling in a way that i can with a drawing (and that's why I posted this in my side account), and maybe this will be a great comfort for other people too ✨

Anyways, remember, he would love you no matter what 💕

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themoonmunchkin · 1 year

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Can I just get something off my chest?

It has to do with fictions, writers, headcanons and just these things in general. When I have time to read something because I don’t read that much, I prefer writing instead and most of the times it takes me a while and I’m busy with real life stuff. What I’m trying to say is that whenever I read a fiction, a drabble or whatsoever about a character, I do read also comments and things like that, if we talk about tumblr also reblogs of course. Thing is sometimes I notice people posting about their own opinions as for:

“Just for your knowledge, to the fiction writers etc…this *insert character* won’t ever act this way!!”

or people agreeing with the post and saying:

“Thank God, somebody had to say it!” “Finally a realistic representation of the character” “I’m so tired of seeing writers writing about this and that”

I think people forget writers, fan-fiction writers, have the right to write whatever they want to. Things don’t have to be absolutely canon in meaning of realistically speaking. Wanna know why? Because anime characters are not real. They are not real breathing people. I think a lot of people forget about that. I’m gonna give you another example, about one of my favourite characters which is nothing less than Katsuki Bakugou.

“Please, he’ll probably blast me off if I did that” “He wouldn’t give a fuck” “He would treat me bad and just be rude” etc…

And…who says that? Canonically speaking: nobody will really know if something is really canon or not.

That’s why fan fictions exists, headcanons and so on. We all have an image in mind about a certain character, fucking hell isn’t it beautiful to let your imagination set free? Sharing it with others who may feel the same way? Nothing has to be realistic because we’ll never know.

That’s just my thought though and people are welcome to disagree. Writers have their own headcanons and ideas about certain characters and they have their right to share them on platforms without people “bashing” them for it.

Ideas are meant to be shared (they also have to be respectful of course) but again we are here to “escape” real life right? So let’s enjoy ourselves.

This applies to every fandom.

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themoonmunchkin · 1 year

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you: my life sucks. i should’ve just stayed in my dad’s balls.

al haitham: it’s a common misconception, actually. you weren’t the sperm competing to get fertilized with your other, more deformed siblings. you were the egg cell that chose which sperm would fertilize you to become what you are now.

you: so i’ve been making bad decisions before i was even born?

al haitham: …

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themoonmunchkin · 1 year

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🌸- it makes me feel bad about self shipping and I feel hyper aware of the fact that he wouldn’t be attracted to me, not because of my personality but because I am not a man. I just want to squeeze his tiny waist and rest my head between his pecs and get called beautiful and smart. I’m not that attractive irl, I’m not ugly, just slightly above average, and that’s thanks to good genes (my mom is conventionally gorgeous) but I probably wouldn’t be a unique looking character because I just have black hair brown eyes and tan skin. I’m half Puerto Rican (extremely mixed) and white. I’ve been told I would be as pretty as my mom if I took better care of myself and I’ve been trying lately but depression is a bitch

i mean at the end of the day bakugou is just lines on a page, he has no confirmed sexuality and it’s up to you/the viewer/reader to make it what’s most comfortable to them! which is the beauty abt fictional characters/self shipping/fanfic cause we can make them what we want

i think bakugou would love a person regardless of their background and appearance 🤍

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themoonmunchkin · 2 years

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Bakugo, pointing to the textbook: Okay, only highlight the important stuff.

Izuku, draws a line on Bakugo’s face:

Bakugo:

Bakugo, tearing up: Damn it.

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themoonmunchkin · 2 years

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-When you're stressed, dehydrated and sleep deprived but are out of primogems.....

#genshin impact #genshin qoute #incorrect genshin quotes #genshin spoilers #genshin x you

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themoonmunchkin · 2 years

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themoonmunchkin · 2 years

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Doing mehndi on Katsuki

Masterlist

Tags: Sfw, Fluff, fem!reader, HELLA OOC!! Dialogue heavy, Reader’s race isn’t specified, way too self indulgent LOL, freestyling and I’ll edit once I reread, uwewuwuwe

“Can I try?” The voice almost had you startled but you were quick to stiffen, as to not mess up the line you were pasting.

Without turning, you knew it was Katsuki. When you did turn, you saw his eyes curious, glued to your hands.

Letting his question set in, it surprised you and you replied with the raise of an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Fuckin’ why not.” Katsuki looked a little flushed, but determined.

You didn’t want to push him into hesitancy, so you nodded. “Come here.”

He sat beside you, then shuffled as you shooed him to opposite you. Your own mehndi was already drying, just a couple finishing touches, so to start on Katsuki was no issue.

“Spread your fingers.” You spoke and he snorted at the innuendo which you retuned with a roll of your eyes. “What do you want?”

Katsuki just blinked. It seemed he hadn’t been thinking much, and it really was a spur of the moment decision. It was cute. These little moments where his ever cautious self was dropped, and he’d be free, indulgent to his more childish desires.

“All might?” He blurted out. And as if the words surprised him the same it did you, he gave a face you’d only see when of the extras Denki did something stupid. “Okay scratch that, maybe Dynamight?”

You watched him fight back a scowl at your stifled laugh. You then nodded, bringing the tube to his laid out hand.

“You know this will last a week?”

Katsuki looked in thought for a moment before shrugging. “I trust you.”

The design was simple. Just his name in a stylised font, surrounded by some cartoon-ish explosions and a teeny heart when he wasn’t looking.

When he was watching however, it was with full awe. His eyes followed each line with curiosity. Even through the simplicity he seemed to be fascinated by the control and skill it took to create even lines. Every so now and then, it was tempting not to stare at him. Unfettered to his signature scowl, he seemed almost peaceful. It was a good look on him.

“Oi, you’re not done.” Katsuki’s voice and his other hand coming to rest in front of you, broke you out your stupor. “This one next.”

Ever so demanding but you gave in. It was sweet that he wanted to be decorated by you, trusting you enough with his skin.

“Write your name next.” He turned his head away, and you could tell it was because of the pink rising to his cheeks.

“Want to be branded by me?” You teased.

“Shut up. You write mine on your too.” He pointed with his free hand and then immediately stiffened before sighing in relief that he hadn’t ruined his drying mehndi.

“Already did.” You wiggled your non dominant hand. “It’s hidden in there.”

His eyes narrowed on your hand once again but his stare was cut off as you finished his hand and got up.

“There, all done.” Katsuki looked over his own hands, lifting them up almost comically to inspect them. “Now I’m gonna go wash mine off, yours needs to stay on for a while though.”

When you returned, it was with a bowl of fruit and you watched Katsuki perk up at the sight. A sudden thought came to your head and you smoked to yourself.

Sitting by him again, you lifted a piece of fruit and beckoned him closer. Then like he was a child, you cooed at him to say ‘Ahh’.

“The hell?” Katsuki flinched his head away, eyebrows furrowing.

“You can’t eat with your hands right now.” You shrugged with a knowing smile. “So go on, say ‘ahh’”

He gave you a harsh look, but silently opened his mouth anyways. It wasn’t quite what you had asked but you’d get him next time. His faux indignation didn’t last long though, as he found being hand fed was kind of nice.

“You’re a weirdo.” A little muffled with his chewing, he rolled his eyes.

“So mean, even after I did your hands.” You pouted animatedly. “Don’t you like it?”

Katsuki suddenly became almost serious with his expression. “Of course, idiot, I do like it.” He insisted. “It’s fuckin’ pretty.” It was a mumble but you heard.

Coming closer, it was impossible to resist the urge to place a peck on his cheek. And it was impossible for him to refuse it. “Thank you, Katsuki.”

It was eid recently and I’ve kinda been dubbed the resident mehndi “artist” of the family [emphasis on the quotation marks] and I was thinking about Katsuki getting some done lol! For some context: I’m not sure which cultures do this, but it’s tradition or maybe a new trend for the bride to have her grooms name hidden in her mehndi for him to find, so a cute lil surprise for unknowing Katsuki hehe. Also the thought of Katsuki’s getting his hero name branded into his hand like a stamp was so funny to me so that’s why he didn’t get quite a traditional design.

#this is so cute #need more of this #still can't get over desi reader x bakugou

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themoonmunchkin · 2 years

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@ame-791 |

i have been going through all 7 stages of grief through this. i commissioned ame as a friend a few months back for this piece and i am SOOOO beyond happy with it i literally feel like i could die. BAKUGOU IN TRADITIONAL DESI CLOTHES AND ALL!!!!!!! i love this so much and i love AME so much she is so brilliant and talented, please give her a follow if you can but WHEN I TELL U IM LOSING MY MIND OVER THIS!!!!!!!!!!! I REALLY MEAN THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOOK AT US,, IM CRYING

HER COMMS ARE NOT OPEN BUT SHE DOES MAKE A TON OF VERY LOVELY ART!!! PLEASE CHECK IT OUT !!!!!!

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themoonmunchkin · 2 years

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Pro hero!bakugou x prosecutor!y/n. That's it.

#bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #mha bakugou #reader insert #katsuki x reader #bakugou comfort #lol i gotta be studying for my finals now #I've been watching way too many law kdramas #should i make a fic abt this?

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themoonmunchkin · 2 years

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making this on my phone with very little sleep or consideration, but i think the point stands

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themoonmunchkin · 2 years

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Omg your domestic Shoto imagine killed me 🥺 plus it gave me an idea. So you know how Shoto is a touch starved baby boy/loves attention by his love, but what if he son is also? So it’s husband!Shoto and his toddler working together as a perfect pair to get cuddles and attention from the wife!mom!reader? I hope this made sense

I’m such a sucker for fluffy content that I needed to answer this request. But I hope you forgive me for changing it slightly, I just love the headcanon of Shoto having twins that resemble his appearance and personality 🥺

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Tooth rotting fluff for the pro hero Shoto, reader as his wife, and the cutest little beans my brain could come up with

You dragged your feet back into your office, throwing your gloves on your desk and collapsing exhausted into your chair. You were heaving, sweat still trickling down your forehead as you stared at the ceiling, waiting for the adrenalin to dissolve from your veins. The villain you chased was more agile than you anticipated and so you found yourself nearly running for a whole hour until you finally managed to corner him in an alley far from the place you were supposed to capture him. And so you had to wait even longer until the police arrived, taking the villain from you, excuses for being late washed away with a flick of your hand.

The whole last week has been like that, nothing seemed to work in your favour as every day something else went wrong, starting with a load of wrongly filled reports you had to rework all by yourself and ending today with this horribly planned capture mission.

You huffed and took a look at the clock hanging on the wall opposite you and as you realized what time it was you groaned. Shoto would have your head for being late again leaving him alone with the kids. You felt sorry as you thought about your husband. This week was his first longer break for months and now he had to keep up with your alternating schedule and two four-year-old boys probably occupying every little spare minute he could offer.

As you thought about your twins you couldn’t help the small smile spreading on your lips. You loved them, but you knew for sure how hard it could be to handle them. Not necessarily Yukio, but your energetic firstborn Koichi was an unstoppable force if he had set his mind on something. The idea of you Yukio watching calmly, clutching his plushie of your husband in his small hands as Shoto ran through your apartment, chasing after your red-haired fireball made you laugh happily. You couldn’t wait to come home and spend a nice weekend with your little chaotic family. But until that, you had to finish the last reports.

With a sigh, you stretched your aching limbs and fetched the reports resting at the edge of your desk. The sooner you started the sooner you would be able to leave work and fully enjoy some time with your loved ones.

Or so you thought.

You were already preparing the completion certificate for Deku who would take over your shift in a few minutes when an emergency call made you jump to your feet. Sadly you left behind the hope for a relaxing evening, putting your gloves back on, and hastily made your way to the supposed destination.

In the meantime, Shoto had arrived back, both of his sons holding one of his hands as they walked to your home. As usual, Koichi would blast about every little detail from the time at the daycare while Yukio only spoke up when he felt the urgent need to, content with letting his brother take the lead.

“And then Yukio built little snowmen for the whole group! He was so cool!” The red-haired explained with a wide grin and a cheerful glint in his eyes. Shoto was proud of how his son was so supportive of his shy brother, cheering and praising him whenever possible. “Oh really? I’m impressed.” The pro hero said and made the white-haired boy at his side blush at the praise. Yukio’s personality matched more with his own, while his livelier twin came more after you.

While he listened to the talking of his boys, nodding now and then he remembered the moment in the hospital, when he held them in his arms for the first time. Your beautiful smile was everything to him as he held the little beans in his arms, showing them to you since you were too exhausted from giving birth to them mere minutes ago.

You cried tears of joy, fully lost in your little family. This was everything that both of you had dreamed of and you were looking forward to seeing them grow up, learning what a beautiful world was waiting for them.

A weak tug at his sleeve ripped Shoto from his daydreaming. “Dad, open the door please?” Yukio looked at him with big and warm grey eyes, which came from Reis’s side of the family. If he was honest both of the twins had inherited most of their features from the Todorokis, it was like he had split up and was looking at versions of his mother and father disguised as him.

Shoto feared one of the twins would look like his father, he feared that he might project his childhood trauma onto his son, with his red hair and clear turquoise eyes, but his worry was washed away when the nurse had put Koichi in his arms. He instantly fell in love with the small being, his chubby cheeks, and how he had clutched his finger in those short little digits, not even able to fully wrap around his own. And of course, he loved Yukio just as much with his silky white strands, his face as round as yours. There hadn’t been a day since that he wasn’t thankful you gifted him such a wonderful family.

“Dad!” The boys shouted in unison, and he snapped out of his dreaming again, fishing for the keys in his pockets. “Sorry, I will hurry.” He excused and turned the keys in the lock until the door sprang open the boys dashed inside immediately, only to turn back a few seconds later with a saddened expression. “Mommy is not home,” Koichi said and grabbed his brother’s hand for emotional support. Seeing how your shoes were missing in the entryway you probably were still at work. He knew how stressful the job as a pro hero was, but still, he understood his children’s reaction, feeling a slight down himself at the realization you weren’t already there.

But as a father his heart couldn’t take to seeing his little beans sad like that and he kneeled to them, wiping a tiny tear from Yukio’s eye. “How about we play something until mom comes home? I’m sure she shouldn’t take too long.”

Soon he concluded that it wasn’t the best idea to lure the twins on like that. He was watching the clock growing worried with each hour you weren’t stepping through the front door. The twins had fallen asleep on the sofa after he played with them for hours, their cute little snores making him sleepy too. He forced himself to stay awake, combing through red and white strands and staring into the living room, a bit colder than usual without your presence.

Another hour later Shoto felt warm fingers caressing his cheek and his eyes snapped open, revealing your tiredly smiling expression to his foggy mind. “Your late”, he stated and lifted himself from the softness of the sofa cushions. “I’m sorry, there was an emergency right at the end of my shift”, you excused your late arrival and took a blanket from the sofa, gently tugging your boys under the soft fabric and stroking their cheeks as you did with your husband.

Your heart swelled with their adorable appearance and how they were holding onto each other in their slumber, snoring lightly. You felt bad for coming way too late and therefore spending less time than anticipated with your family, you knew how they had missed you this whole week.

Speaking of which your husband reached out and encircled your waist, drawing you closer until he could lean his head on your stomach a satisfied breath leaving his lungs. “Your home now, that’s everything that matters.” You thought you heard him purring and a small laugh escaped your mouth at his cute behavior. He hadn’t changed since you graduated from U.A. together. He was still the touch-starved, gentle soul you have loved for so long it felt like ages. Giving in a bit you let your fingers glide through his dual-colored hair, brushing the little knots from the silky strands.

You had to admit that you missed him too, but soon you needed to interrupt this moment, remembering the chores you had to do. When Shoto noticed how you drew back from his embrace he growled, trying to tug you back again but you wiggled from his strong arms. “Relax a bit more while I’ll do the laundry and start cooking. You probably hadn’t the time to do so with our two little balls of joy over there.”

He tried to protest, but the sleepiness still lingering in his body made it hard to keep up with how fast you had retreaded to the bathroom. Shoto pouted as he stared at the spot you were standing mere seconds ago. He knew you preferred to finish all the work before you gave yourself some relaxation time and he loved you for your determination to fulfill your duties, but right now he was annoyed. He missed you and just wanted to have you in his arms since this whole week neither he nor the boys were able to spend some quality time with you.

Seeing how desperately they clung to each other, trying to use the other as a replacement for your loving arms he grumbled, a plan forming in his head. Shoto respected your schedule but desperate circumstances called for desperate measures and so he shook his twins gently awake, a mischievous glint in his heterochromatic eyes.

Your small humming sounding from the bathroom reassured the father and his two accomplices that you were still occupied with the laundry. Giving an approving nod to his children Shoto retreated to the living room, signaling his boys to start the operation.

You were focused on your chores when you heard the padding of your children’s footsteps drawing closer to you. Turning around you expected them to look sleepy and fall directly into your arms, but the sight in front of you made you laugh with confusion. Yukio and Koichi were facing you with an unreadable glint in their eyes, but the fact that they changed into their little costumes modeled after your husband’s hero costume you kneeled to them, giving them a soft pet on their head.

“What are my little pros up to? Saving a civilian in need?” You smiled at their quick nodding. “Daddy needs help!” Koichi blurted followed suit by the calmer voice of his brother. “He fell in the living room.” Yukio pointed in the direction with one and tugged your sleeve with the other hand.

In an instant, your inside twisted with worry and you jumped to your feet, hurrying into your living room with big strides. As you stepped into the spacious area your heart skipped a beat at the sight of your husband lying motionless on the ground, dual-colored hair splayed on the carpet. You dropped to your knees, turning his larger form carefully and inspecting his head for any injuries.

Asking yourself what happened, and you hadn’t heard him falling over made you tremble, but the realization that there was no visible wound on his head or body relieved most of the tension cursing through your veins. You let out a shaky breath and scooted closer, putting Shoto’s head in your lap and cupping his face in your palms, drawing soft circles on his cheeks.

The stress dissipated at the sight of his chest rising and falling in even breaths. You nearly had a heart attack with the look of worry your boys had given you and the fear something had happened to your beloved while you were sorting through piles of dirty clothes.

Remembering they were probably watching this scene unfold you turned your head in their direction, reassuring them their father was fine. What you didn’t expect were their tense stances, ready to pounce at you. Before you could ask what was going on, Shoto’s eyes shot open and he turned in your lap, caging your waist in his strong grip. “Now get her!” His voice commanded and immediately the twins sprung forward, tackling you and your husband to the ground.

“Good work heroes and now don’t let the villain escape!” Shoto continued and your brows knitted in confusion at the term villain, but they didn’t give you a second to think before you felt small fingers tickling your sides while Shoto pinned you to the ground with his weight. The overwhelming sensation had you wheezing in seconds, bright laughter erupting from your body as your children continued to tickle your stomach and waist, they and Shoto grinning as they saw you so carefree.

“Villains need to be punished! Prepare for our justice!” Koichi exclaimed and sped up his movements, making you cry with happy tears. You weren’t able to stop them, lost in their play and the fun you had despite the aching of your stomach from your continuous laughter.

Shoto looked at you and your bright grin, laying helplessly on the ground while the boys kept on with their assault. His heart fluttered seeing your expression and the redness in your cheeks, happy tears running down your face. That was what he longed for. Just your little family, doing some cheesy playing and enjoying your time together. But after noticing how you started coughing from exhaustion, he sat down next to you. “I think that’s enough for now. Let mommy take a breath.” He grabbed Koichi and pulled him into his lap, keeping him from barging in again while Yukio rolled down next to his mother facing up at the ceiling like she was.

Grateful for the break you tried to calm down, taking some deep breaths and looking up at your husband with your son in his lap, both of them smiling at your disheveled form. “What villainous thing made me deserve such a punishment?” You asked and huffed playfully, gaining a judging glare from your red-haired boy. “You were late and left without cuddles!” He accused you and crossed his arms, reminding you of Shoto when he was pouting.

You sighed and gave him the most apologetic smile you could offer. “I’m sorry, my little fireball. But mommy had an emergency mission.” Koichi considered your answer and looked questioningly up to his father who gave him an approving nod. A look in your husband’s eyes told you he too was unhappy that you weren’t on time, but of course, he understood the urgency of the call.

You rolled on your side to face your other child who had been quiet since they stopped tickling you. “Would the kind heroes forgive my misbehavior? I promise to make it up to you”, you offered and opened your arms for Yukio to scoot closer. He considered your words for a moment, but his warm grey eyes soon softened and he quickly shifted, arms and legs thrown around your upper body as the small bean hid his face in your chest. “I’ll forgive you, mommy.” He mumbled and you placed your head on his chin, combing your fingers through the soft white strands.

Shoto smiled at the way you embraced your son, the sight in front of him making his heart flutter with fuzziness and pure unconditional love for his little family displayed by the handsome smile on his lips. Then he felt how the boy in his arms squirmed and jumped on top of you, turning you on your back with the force of his impact. “Unfair! I want to cuddle mommy too!”, and with that, he laid down, tugging his head on your stomach with a cute little pout on his lips.

You laughed at the way Shoto started to pout at being the only one left out, so you motioned for him with a wink to join your love cuddle pile and he made sure to follow the invitation in an instant. His big arms pulled you and the twins closer, ultimately sheltering you with his gentle warmth.

You turned to look at your husband with a questioning glint in your eye. “And you? Might the famous pro hero Shoto forgive his poor wife for her wrongdoing?” You asked with a guilty look, putting up your best pitiful face. Shoto hummed and pretended to think about your suggestion what you made you blink at him. Then you found his index and middle finger tilting up your chin, your noses nearly touching. “I might consider it if you give me a nice kiss, showing that you are truly sorry.” He stated and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, exposing the soft blush adorning your cheeks.

“As you wish, my hero.”

#too cute #shoto fluff #my heart #i wanna curl up and cry

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