#hq dad scenarios

[archonsabyss]

╰─..✶. [ Our Little Family ]

❒ pairing: husband!kuroo x wife!fem!reader

❒ genre: fluff!

❒ warnings: established relationship! reader is showing (small baby bump)! mentions of vagina? Uhh idk what else lmk

❒ wc: 1.8k

𝗗𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗿 𝗗𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆? (pt 1) | 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗞𝗶𝗰𝗸𝘀 (pt 3) | 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 (pt 4)

─❒ authors note: and dad kuroo continues.. Not proofread. Been in my drafts for a week bcz I had sm planned 4 it only I said said screw it & adjusted a few things. Not my best but it's something. I'm sick of keeping these things in my drafts because they're not done, knowing full well that they'll never be done with the way my mind works

Kuroo was staring.

He'd been staring ever since he abandoned looking for his charger to observantly glare at your body buried beneath the two layers of blankets.

Kuroo had developed a staring problem ever since his baby fever kicked in and even worse after you revealed the little secret you've been keeping. Learning of the tiny life form growing within your stomach, Kuroo was now keen on not missing even a second of the process. Quite literally every second.

Today was no exception. He awoke, rolled over in bed to face you, and slung his arm over your stomach as carefully as he could. When you eventually woke up and begged him to either get up with you or let you get up yourself, like a lost puppy he followed your every move. Walking with you into the bathroom and watching you as you brushed your teeth and cleaned up only to get back into bed.

His eyes followed your every move. The flexing of your fingers, the tilting of your head, the parting of your lips, and the lazy fluttering of your eyes. Kuroo was intent on grasping every motion.

After coming so far with the man you fell into step with his unrelenting gaze and learned to dismiss it knowing he didn't necessarily want something all the time. Though it was quite the challenge trying to decipher what gaze of his was demanding of something, and what gaze was just a simple gaze.

Somehow the hours flew by and Kuroo gave you space to breathe, letting himself get distracted by things around the house. Only it didn't last long as he ended up positioned on his knees on his side of the bed with his elbows digging into the mattress and his chin resting lazily in his palm, eyes drifting back and forth from your eyes to your stomach.

You were so deeply engrossed in your phone that his inquisitive stare went unnoticed until the long audible huffs of air heaved from his chest one after the other in an almost perfectly timed pattern.

Kuroo huffed. A few seconds later he repeated his action.

His attempt at getting your attention worked smoothly after the tenth time as you lowered your phone and glanced at him. Only your attention didn't stay on him long enough before you went back to your phone, so Kuroo resorted to climbing onto the bed and demanding you of your attention by shifting his body to press up against your side, and his head to rest on the pillow peaking out from behind you. He buried his nose into the material of your shirt and cuddled up to you as he's done a thousand times over.

"What's wrong this time, Tetsu," You asked softly, pulling the blanket away from his face and running your fingers through his hair.

Kuroo slid his warm hands under your shirt and placed it against the small barely visible swelling of your stomach, and that in itself is an answer to his lingering stare.

"I put a baby in you" He thoughtlessly blurted out, eyes brimming with an innocent factor that made you bite back a hearty laugh.

Not denying the truth you nodded, "Yes. You did"

"I actually put a baby in you" He repeats sounding even more amazed by the fact.

"I put a ring on you and I put a baby in you"

"Tetsurou?" You furrowed your brows, smiling in minor confusion as Kuroo continued to mumble under his breath.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah perfect. Why'd you ask?" He blinked and you shrugged.

Kuroo finds himself slipping deeper into his trail of thoughts and you don't bother to stop him. You forget your phone and the book you were reading before getting distracted on your device and focus on the way your husband's hand is subconsciously slipping under your shirt and rubbing circles on your stomach.

"What do you think it is?"

Kuroo's ears immediately perk up at your question and is pulling his face away just enough for you to look at each other.

Excitement quickly seizes his body and you can feel it in the way his usually stiff neck and tense shoulders as of lately, relieve themselves of all its repressed burdens and deflate into the bed; into your hold, with ease.

"A girl and a boy!" He impulsively exclaims as if he'd been pondering the thought quite often; which he most certainly had. Often being beyond an understatement.

Kuroo is not surprised when your brows knit together and you're looking at him as if he was insane.

You didn't oppose the idea of twins, however, you did fear the process of birthing them and that caused you to sober.

"I want a whole army of little demons to terrorize our extended family" He grins cheerfully.

"I'd for sure train one to steal Kenmas video games when I'm not around. God knows I need all the help I can get with that child. I'll need one to bully Atsumu. One to hover around Tsuki and piss him off while I record the entire thing. One would be my littlest carbon copy and inherit all my amazing good looks and personality and taunt people for the hell of it. Another would be your carbon copy but a total daddy's girl, have me wrapped around her tiny fingers just like her mama... And─"

"And that sounds adorable" You shush him, "But you're getting ahead of yourself, Kuroo. Let me push this one out first before you start planning my vagina's destruction"

"When you put it like that I kinda sound like an inconsiderate douche who's neglecting his wife's beautiful body and incredibly delicate mindset" He grumbled with a pout, pushing himself to lay on top of you, careful to not squish your baby bump.

"....You are"

"Am not"

"...."

silence

"Am I really?" He mumbled with round innocent eyes peering up at you knowing it was your weakness.

Kuroo shifts, lifting his body off the bed and hovering over you. His hands pressing into the headboard beside your head.

"Yeah, you're right, you're not... usually"

"Funny" He mutters with a roll of his eyes as he scoots down to bury his face between your breasts. Instinctly your fingers comb through his hair and your nails are running smoothly along his scalp, occasionally tugging pieces of his hair that were tangled in the process.

Kuroo moves down lower until his face is in line with your stomach and presses a light kiss to its covered front.

"Your mama's a real meanie, you know that? You agree with me don't you baby girl, you'd love another sibling won't ya? Such a shame Mama said no, what a bore"

The steady vibration of your chest beneath him as your laughter resonates in his ears has him grinning ear to ear. Kuroo can't contain the complacent grin etched onto his face and the way his heart leaps and flutters in absolute awe as he manages to bring out your smile and laughter.

"So... Baby girl, huh" You mused.

"Yes. Daddy's little girl" He says proudly.

"I wouldn't want to be there if it proves otherwise and it's not your baby girl but a baby boy instead"

"Hush, wife. It's a girl"

"And if it's not?" You chewed on your bottom lip which Kuroo spontaneously decides to tug free with his thumb and lean up to give it a short lewd kiss; his lips moulding gently around the plush of your bottom one and holding it captive between his teeth. He nibbles at it while muffling out incoherent sentences that you don't try to make sense of.

"Then it's a boy" He brazenly dismisses, admiring the subtle swelling of your bottom lip.

Kuroo refocuses his attention on his 'little girl', lifting your shirt above your stomach before peppering the skin with heartfelt kisses. Each one is warm and sensitive and filled with no less love than the one before it. And you have to physically restrain yourself from squirming due to the slight ticklish sensation it causes.

"And if it does turn out to be a girl then we'll just have to make a boy next time and vice versa"

"You're really pushing this little army agenda, aren't you"

Kuroo pauses. He tilts his head to the side and gives you a blank look that you're unable to interpret.

"Mostly" He answered. "I do hope to have a big family with you. But that all depends on you, my beautiful wife. It's your body... Just as it is mine" He whispered the last part suggestively and you don't refute; not entirely disagreeing with him. After all, no one has loved your body through its best and through its worst with its every flaw and insecurity, as he has.

"I hope you know I'll support any and every decision you make. Giving me this one here─" He gestured to his hand resting on your stomach, "is more than enough. If my teasing is getting too much for you and you feel pressured, then you gotta let me know baby girl. Because the last thing I wanna do is force you into something you aren't ready for or don't want"

"Mhm," You hummed thoughtfully, placing your hands on the back of his head and lightly pulling it down to lay on your stomach. Kuroo doesn't oppose your actions and simply follows along.

"Birth is scary" You confess. "That's the part that scares me. I want as many children as my body and sanity will allow me to have! But there's so much more to consider ya know? Like this is going to be our first baby and I'm thrilled but also terrified out of my mind fearing the worst" You wheezed with a loss of air after the words just began to spew from your mouth.

It's Kuroo's chance to laugh and your chance to feel as his chest shakes.

He shifts his weight onto his knees and uses his hands to cup your face, hushing your shortened breaths and heaving body.

"You're fine" He assured with a subtle nudge of his nose against yours. "There'll always be more to consider. But you know me, beautiful. And you know that I'm gonna be here every step of the way"

"I'm going to take care of you and our kid" He promised, heart pulsating steadily as he holds you.

"It's going to be our child and it'll be our family. You, me, and the baby. We'll take it as it comes alright. One day at a time, together, yeah?"

Your arms encircle his neck and you pull him closer. "Mhm"

"Love you baby girl" Kuroo whispers with a smile as he draws circles on your cheek with his thumb.

"Love you more"

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[carleycore]

When they insult you(Kenma and Oikawa)

A/N this blog is so weird- It’s like 400 styles in one.

Genre: Angst (it’s not SUPER bad- I can write a part two as comfort if y’all would like that)

Warnings: Insults obvi, pregnant reader(oikawa)

Part two

(not having a job)

Being with Kenma is wonderful. He never looks at other girls, fights you, and always is there to support and love you, so of course you did the same.

You’ve been dating him since high-school so you were there for him through his volleyball days all the way to his billionaire status. Naturally, you both loved and were there for each other unconditionally, so it was no surprise when he got down on one knee and proposed.

Currently the two of you were in the process of wedding planning which was super fun, but stressful as hell. 

Kenma made enough money from streaming and his business and he loved to stream. So he was still working when he really didn’t need to. 

You’d quit your job to focus on the planning and all had been going well.

Now the week was two months away and all you had left was the finishing touches.

All of the major stuff was done, and now all you had to do was plan the little things. Little things that would’ve been really helpful to have your fiancé's input on, so you opened his door slowly to see if he was streaming, which he was, but he was in the middle of a break.

“Hey baby,” you smiled, walking over to sit on his lap, “are you busy right now?”

You couldn’t tell when you walked in, but he seemed pissed off. 

“I’ve been streaming for four hours. All I want is a break, what do you want?” He responded harshly.  

“Just turn off the stream, I wanna talk about wedding stuff,” you bargained. 

“One of us has to work, Y/N. I know it’s fun to just lounge around on the couch and pick flowers but I have a real job. A job I need to support you and this lavish wedding you want.” 

After hearing this, you simply got up and left the room. If that was truly how he felt, so be it. There didn’t have to be a wedding after all.

Going into a guest room and slamming the door, you instantly started applying for jobs. Kenma knew you were waiting until you finished college to get a job again, and that he’d support you through getting your masters degree. But clearly, that was a lie. 

And you wouldn’t force him to support you any longer.

(Not dressing up)

You were 20 weeks pregnant. Finally at the point where it didn’t just look like you ate a lot. It looked like you were growing a baby. This also meant that it was getting harder to find an outfit that wasn’t just a shirt that was streched out too much, or an ugly maternity dress that made you look even fatter than you felt. Thankfully, Oikawa was there for you ever step of the way. Buying you new things to try on, encouraging you, and telling you how beautiful you looked. But his views changed one day.

Now you and your husband, Oikawa, were walking around the grocery store. Just buying food for the week when one of his old classmates came up to him.

She was pregnant too, and shopping for groceries with her husband. The only difference was she was absolutely glowing. Her bump fit her nicely, and the dress she was wearing looked amazing on her. It gave her a very cheery vibe.

Since you didn’t go to Aoba Johsai, you didn’t know them. So, you just smiled and looked at the food intently, as if you didn’t know what you were going to grab. 

After a while they left and Oikawa’s mood seemed to have worsened.

“What’s wrong babe?” You asked, trying your best to keep up with the speed that he walked to the cash register, “and we’re missing a few things.”

“Why can’t you look more like Nami? She’s 24 weeks and she still dresses nicely,” He complained, gesturing towards your Crocs, T-shirt, and sweatpants.

“I’ve tried, nothing you good on me,” you were about to cry. You didn’t know if it was pregnancy hormones or if it was the fact that your husband was berating you in public. It was a good thing the cashier had her airpods in and the store was fairly empty.

“Well maybe you should stay home then. It’s embarrassing when my friends’ wives look better than my own,” he grumbled, picking up the pancake mix and syrup you put in the basket, “seriously? Are you trying to look like a whale?” 

Instead of explaining how HIS child was craving it, you simply put it back on the shelf and was silent the entire way home.

That night, after putting everything up and showering you rolled on your side of the bed alone. When he wrapped his arms around your bump as he did every night, you pushed him off. Ignoring him when he tried to apologize and reason with you.

The next day when he apologized, bought you new clothes, jewelry, and the food you wanted you still didn’t talk to him.

It’d take a lot more than bribery for you to forgive his actions. 

THIS BELONGS TO CARLEY-CHAN 2023 DO NOT REWORK/REWRITE!!

reblogs and likes appreciated <3

[noonajoe]

When His Child Wants Him (Dad!Akaashi Keiji x Mom!Reader)

Genre: Lots of fluff! Video-call, Soft Dad Akaashi Keiji

Word Count: 563

©noonajoe (Published on 15 March 2023 - 20:10 Bangkok Time) this story is not going to be sold, modified, or translated in any manner.

*calling Akaashi Keiji*

“Yes, hon, what’s wrong?” Keiji asked.

“Keiji, I'm sorry, did I interrupt your work?” Y/N asked

“It's okay, I’m almost at the break, so what’s emergency, hon?” Keiji asked

Y/N suddenly turn the call into a video call.

Y/N’s face showed up while she’s carrying their son, Kaito. Kaito has a bad fever for 2 days, mostly crying when his dad’s not around.

“Dadda…” he sniffles in his sleepy face and raspy voice.

“Oh baby, are you okay, bud?” Keiji asked worriedly.

“Sorry honey. He’s not stopped crying since you left the house. I already brought him to the doctor and he was fine, but the crying was never-ending until I realize he was calling your name”

“Uh-huhu daddaa!” his face is getting lighter when he saw Keiji’s face move.

“His fever still hasn’t gone?” Keiji asked.

“Yeah, he’s been crying for hours now, and now he didn’t want to eat anything. I’m sorry hon, but could you help me by keeping the video call with him until your break ends?” Y/N asked with a tired face.

“I can help, but are you okay? I can ask my boss to take a half-day,”

“No need, Keiji, this is the second time he’s whining about you. He needs to learn that his dad is working” Y/N put the tab in Kaito’s baby desk so he can see Keiji by himself.

“I guess that is something you must patiently teach a 1-year-old about ‘work’ honey.” he chuckled.

Y/N went to the kitchen with a tired face and didn’t mind what’s Keiji’s last words on the phone. She needs to prepare Kaito’s food.

“Uh! Uh! Dadda Abu-bubu” Kaito babbled around

“Are you happy now, Kaito?” Keiji asked from the screen.

“Dadda dadda mumma!” he's happy when he heard Keiji’s voice.

“Kaito, you shouldn’t be bad to your mom,” Keiji said.

“Ba-ba? Kaito Ba-ba?” he tried to copy Keiji’s words.

“Yes, Dadda will be home early today., but Kaito should be good with Mama until Dadda goes home” 

“Uh-huh Gu-gu” he clapped his hand.

“Okay, Kaito. Now dadda wants you to go mommy there and hug her. Huggie huggie. Remember?” Keiji shows his son hugging himself, indicating Kaito needs to hug his mom.

“Huggie?” Kaito tries to copy his dad’s pose from the screen.

“Yes, mama there” he showed Y/N’s photo. Kaito turns his head and sees his mom.

Kaito crawls to his mom and tried to reach his mom’s skirt. When you look at him, he’s sitting, opens his arms, and indicates he wants to hug her.

When she saw him with a puppy face, expressing “I’m sorry to make your day hard mama”. She just smiles, hugged him, and rubbed his back.

Keiji smiled when he saw that lovely scene on the screen

He took a screenshot of Y/N and Kaito hugging on his phone.

Suddenly, he felt an intense quiet around him.

When Keiji turns his head, all of his co-workers are looking at him

“Mr. Akaashi, you’re soooo sweet to your wife,” one of them tells him.

“Yeah, you even didn’t mad during this tight deadlines, your son has to take that from you when he grows up”

“Sorry guys I think I made a good disturb before our break” Keiji apologized, he didn’t realize that he was too focused on taking care of his family even over long distances.

[luchives]

Scenario: Your Child Catching You Two Arguing

📎: Dad!Oikawa x fem!reader

📎: angst? to fluff

📎: warnings; implied arguing?

Fights are pretty rare in your relationship, but when they do occur, it’s draining for both parties. Considering neither of you were willing to back down and lower your pride, it eventually sorts itself out— except you don’t have eventually; at least not anymore, not when you have a little girl sleeping in the other room, and God knows you’re not about to let her see you bullying her dearest ‘kind daddy’ in the dead of night.

Well, maybe a little too late for that..

“Daddy!” Both of you immediately turn your heads to the source of the tiny voice. This was it— you could already hear the teasing your husband is going to subject you to after this.

“Princess, what are you doing awake? Did mommy’s nagging wake you?” What a hypocrite.

She walks up to him…and pushes him aside??

“You’re being mean to mommy! You sleep outside.” She scolds as she proceeded to push his stunned figure out the door.

To say he was dumbfounded was an understatement— Tooru was absolutely heartbroken; and though he did deserved it, you kind of felt bad when you saw the look on his face before his little girl shut the door on him.

He goes back in when she’s not looking though, crouches on your side of the bed and practically begs you to make her forgive him (as if you weren’t the one he was scolding earlier huh)

“Sweetheart, daddy’s really sorry- you didn’t have to kick him out” you said as she snuggled next to you, in his spot— at this point he really wasn’t sure if it was you or her he was jealous of; he suddenly remembers just how much he missed both his girls while he was away for work, and the first thing he did when he got back was argue with you about something so trivial it didn’t even warrant an argument in the first place.

The hurt he felt before multiplied a tenfold after that realization, that was one more thing about Oikawa; he was a prideful loser that would do anything to make you feel better, and believe me, it works.

For the next week he’s the one singlehandedly driving you two to and from work and school— even takes y’all on a few dinner dates (mostly to gain his little princess’ favor again but considering how that moment would go down in the history books if your household, you don’t really mind.

This was actually based on a true story because I was/am a girlboss and a favorite child<3

[rintarolovebot]

TO WAKE UP TO AND COME HOME TO

summary just like the title suggests, this is the best thing suna rintaro knows a man could experience whenever he wakes up and returns home.

warnings/tags none. suna rintaro x fem!reader. momma reader <333

author’s note this week had me in a baby fever chokehold. i was watching this youtuber’s daily life and made me think about suna (what’s new?). so, here’s my take on how your everyday life will be with suna rintaro!

additional notes d/n = daughter’s name. n/n = nanny’s name. this fic is just all over the place oh my god i wrote this at 2 am when i was on the verge of falling asleep.. embarrassing.

suna rintaro knows that the best thing to wake up to is when he sees your sleeping figure beside him. the cute little noises you make as you twist and turn in his arms.

you flutter your eyes open as the sun shines through the curtains, you guess, your husband had just opened. he turns to you and smiles, opening his arms wide open and plops down on you.

“rin, you’re heavy,” you mumble against his neck. he moves his nose towards your cheek and nuzzles it. “good morning, my love,” he says and continues to nuzzle his nose gently on your cheek.

“g’morning,” you whisper and gave his cheek a kiss as it was the nearest part of him that you could kiss as of the moment. “d/n’s awake and i think our nanny is feeding her right now,” he says as he gets up and takes your hand in his, giving the back of your hand a soft kiss.

you smile and let yourself get pulled up by him, cradling you in his arms. his arms were wrapped around you as he gave you multiple kisses on your temple.

“come on, babe. let’s eat breakfast,” he says. you nodded but continued to nuzzle yourself against him. his warmth and smell were comforting in a way. he smelled of a faint manly smell and lavender as it is the aroma coming out of your air freshener.

you pulled away after a few seconds as you stretched. rintaro was just watching you with a loving smile while his hands were in his sweatpants’ pockets.

when he saw your stretching had stopped, he wrapped an arm around you and guided you out of the bedroom towards the kitchen.

you smiled when you saw your daughter on her feeding chair as the nanny fed her.

“good morning, my baby,” you beamed as she giggled with her arms raised up, also excited to see you.

rintaro, as always, watched you in awe. loving how you were this mama-like with his kid. he always had this thought wherein he is so damn lucky to have you as his wife and the mother of his kid.

hopefully, his kids soon.

atsumu had always teased him whenever they had high school reunions, asking how he pulled you. you and your husband just laughed it off and even joked about how you just barged in his life.

he practically watched you two grow.

from high school sweethearts and to the happily married couple with a kid in the present.

“have you eaten already, n/n?” you asked your nanny. “yes, ma’am. thank you for asking,” she smiled at you. you returned the smile and grabbed a water jug inside the refrigerator.

you made drinking at least two jugs of water a routine ever since your daughter was born. you breastfeed your baby so it was very important to always produce a lot of milk — and you’ve read a mother’s guide book that drinking tons of water everyday can help produce a lot of milk.

“rin, you have practice today, right?” you asked as you put down the glass of water. he was leaned on the counter as he watched your daughter gurgling in her high chair.

he smiled before turning to you. “yeah, i don’t want to go, though,” he said. you furrowed your brows, “you have to, my love. championship’s just around the corner,” you explained.

he sighs. “i know, i just don’t want to leave today. look at how cute d/n is,” he frowned.

you knew how your husband hated leaving the house because he wanted to spend more time with your daughter. though, every time he’s out for practice, you always send him pictures and videos of your daughter just so he wouldn’t miss her too much.

spoiler: it does not work.

in fact, he misses her even more and video calls you just to see his girls. he never fails to greet you with a loving smile and a “you’re beautiful” every time you accept his video call request.

and when he does come home from practice, he is always greeted with a warm side hug from his wife (you) and his little girl in your arms.

and so suna rintaro knows that the best thing to come home to.. is when he sees his girls running towards him with a smile.

end note this sucks goodbye but reblogs are appreciated <3

[natriae]

bonus #3

masterlist

1.8 words

angst to comfort

eight years after the end of another chance

Japan

Walking out of the small Japanese home that rested on the far side of Miyagi was a tall young man with long, straight olive hair. He had it cut in a slight mullet shape, but his mom insisted he got it so it wasn't completely a mullet. She called it a fancy mullet. His hair stuck up in several different directions while his purple and white uniform hugged his lanky body. Behind him ran out a four year old girl in a similar purple uniform, but with a small patch that read the kanji of 'Shiratorizawa pre-k" she had just kissed her parents goodbye and attempted to catch up to her older brother. However, before she could fall onto the sidewalk the taller man reached down and grabbed her just as she tripped over her own shoes.

"You need to be careful," Isa scolded the little girl. His voice now deep and gruff like his father's making it very easy for people to mistake him as Sakura's dad over the phone. He moved the little girl so she rested on his hip as he continued to walk the two of them to school. Her arms wrapped around the neck of her knight as she leaned her head down on his shoulder. Isamu was far too used to the neighborhood moms watching him be a caring brother and walk his sister to and from school, and had he been a normal teenage boy he probably would have tried to play with their hearts more and have his own personal MILF, but he had no interest.

School was over and he repeated the same routine making sure to buy his sister a small snack from the convenience store. She had chased him down the hill, tripping, but not falling flat on her face because her big brother was there to catch her. Most of these days he felt that taking care of Sakura was the only thing he was good at. His whole life he had felt like a bit of a disappointment even though his parents spent every second of their lives making sure that he felt like the most important person in the world. He just didn't quite understand. He had so many secrets he's been hiding from them. Would they treat him the same if he told them?

"Ani! I found your favorite!" Sakura shouted, trying to shove the drink in his hand. Had he been paying attention earlier he would have noticed the little girl trying to climb up the freezer shelves to grab the drink. The glass door swinging back, hitting her bum and knocking her back down. Isa giggled at the little girl thinking about how she's a mini you. Grabbing the drink from her he paid for their snacks and continued heading home. His heart calmed down as he held his sister's hand. She loved everything and anyone no matter what. At least if he didn't have his parent's love anymore he'd have hers.

"Tadima," the two children shouted as they walked into the house. Their parents, per usual, were wrapped up in each other's arms on the couch. Isa had dismissed them and walked into his room while the little ball of sunshine ran and jumped into both of her parents wanting to cuddle too.

" Sakura baby was Isa-nii being odd while you walked home today?" you questioned the small girl as you brushed some of her olive hair out of her face.

"ani is always weird," She responded while leaving a kiss on her papa's forehead. Since Wakatoshi has been retired she makes sure to leave a kiss somewhere on his face because she was told that only old people retire. She's worried that her daddy is getting old and won't be with her anymore even though you tell her time and time again that her papa is only 37 and her grandpa is close to probably 70. You continued to pet her hair as she began to fall asleep for her afternoon nap on her dad's chest. You glanced at Wakatoshi then Isa's bedroom door a few times until he finally got the hint. No matter how long the two of you have been parents it will always take a moment for his brain to load the data you're supplying him.

Once Wakatoshi put Sakura down he came out to see you knocking on Isa's door. From behind the sliding door you heard a small 'come in' from your more than normally grumpy son. His room was minimalist, but he still had it decorated with volleyball accessories. His prize possession being his dad's Olympic gold medal. He wanted it framed so that it would push him to work hard for his dreams just like his dad. Sliding the door just enough to pop your head in, you faced the young man sitting on his bed and asked, "can your dad and I come in."

The young man nodded his head as he remained reading some random manga about volleyball. 'Haikyuu' who would name a manga 'volleyball'? silly is all you thought. Walking in you took a seat on his bed and leaned your head on his shoulder. While Wakatoshi took a seat at his desk. You could tell he was uncomfortable by the situation. You would have been too. Both of his parents just slowly came into his room. They even knocked on his door and waited. If this was a normal day you would have knocked and then busted right in. Isa looked up at his father trying to piece together the situation as much as possible. But it was a lost cause because his dad seemed just as nervous as he was. Deciding to break the ice Isamu was the first to speak up, "what do you guys want?" He scrunched his eyebrows, turning his head to look at his mom. Clearly his dad didn't quite know what he was searching for.

"Okay, rude, but I'll let it slide. Your dad and I are worried about you,"

"dad seems confused,"

"oookay, I'm worried about you, but I promise you your dad is too, but I don't think he realizes we're talking about it right now," Your wakatoshi wasn't dumb per se but clearly the little man in his brain would shred any information label 'family problem'. It didn't matter how much he talked it through with his therapist; it was a defense mechanism.

Isa sat up a bit making you lift your head off his shoulder. He set his book down and attempted to read your mind. He saw your shoulders fall and your eyes glance over at his father. You were sad it wasn't hard to tell and it hurt him too. The last thing he ever wants is to see his mom sad "Isa baby, I'm just…," you took a deep breath in and continued, "I'm trying to understand or find out why you've been so distant lately. You haven't been looking happy lately…like more than normal." He watched as you fiddled with your fingers and your eyes scanned his whole face. This was really hurting you and he felt the tears prick at his eyes and the lump build up in his throat. He glanced quickly over at his father and tried to hold in the tears. Not once has he ever seen his father cry (he was not in the room when wakatoshi held sakura for the first time) and he wanted to be just like him.

Wakatoshi watched his son in pain and the moment he saw the twitch in his eye and the tremble in his lip when he glanced over at him he knew he needed to hold him. Standing up Wakatoshi saw you glance over your shoulder to see him immediately sitting on the other side of Isa and holding him close.

It's been so many years of the two of them finally being together, so many years of Isa calling him dad and playing with him, but not once have you seen the two embrace each other as they are right now. Isa may be 18, but right now he's just the 10 year old little boy looking for his father. Your heart cracked a little when you heard the first sob exit Isa's mouth. His arms were now wrapped around Wakatoshi's torso as he cried into his chest.

Noticing the tears build up into your eyes Wakatoshi brought one of his arms out to bring you into the hug as well. Wakatoshi brought his hand up to Isa's hair and began massaging his scalp while leaving feather light kisses on his head. For a few minutes the three of you sat there holding each other while Isa let all his tears out.

Pulling back from his father Isa whispered a few words though gasps and coughs. Not being able to hear him, you whisper a small 'what was that honey' as you handed him a tissue. After blowing his nose and taking a deep breath Isa looked to the floor and let out, "I think I like boys." His tears started falling again and a small whimper was let out after his confession. Looking down you noticed his hands were shaking while holding the wet, snotty tissue. Not caring about the germs you immediately leaned in closer and wrapped your hand in his leaving a kiss on his cheek. "Do you hate me now?" your little boy asked. How could he ever think that? Brushing some of his hair out of his face you smiled the best you could and brought his head into your hands.

"baby I will love you no matter what, okay?" You said through your own small tears. He brought your hands down and held them in his as he turned slowly to his dad.

"What about you?" he asked through voice cracks and a stuffy nose.

"I have a lot of gay friends," is all Wakatoshi said, shrugging his shoulders. Isa let out a laugh as you scolded Wakatoshi for his inappropriate comment. Isa wiped some more of his tears while his parents had an eye battle over his head.

"aw shit my contact fell out," Isa broke the silence. Glancing down you couldn't help but giggle a bit seeing his contact now in the palm of his hand. He got up to go change into his glasses when his father decided he must now list all his gay friends.

"Hinata, Kageyama, your uncle Tendou-"

"Tendou's gay?" you asked, completely unaware of this basic fact you should know about your friend.

"yeah he tried palming me once to get me hard… it didn't work,"

From the bathroom you could hear Isa sing himself 'Lalala' after hearing his dad's even more inappropriate comment.

Whispering into your husband ear you asked him a serious question, "you said you didn't do anything with anyone else while we were broken up,"

"I didn't technically. I never got hard." Wakatoshi responded in full volume.

If your son's singing could get any louder he somehow managed to do it.

tags: @mineta-phobic @rukia-uchiha-98 @ssc7514 @megumuro

i know i said only three bonus but i might just randomly update with bonuses

[iwaijimes]

hq boys when their kids are possessive of their mom pt.2

feat! oikawa tooru, akaashi keiji and matsukawa issei x f!reader

cw: the boys have big families except Keiji (2), oikawa (4), issei (4), mentions of pregnancy on keiji’s part, this has been on my drafts for so long im so sorry TT — not proofread

OIKAWA if someone told oikawa and you that in a few years after marrying you would have almost the same number of kids as in a volleyball court you could have laughed so much to the point of crying. Nowadays, it’s not that funny, because just like that you ended up having four kids, more specifically one pair of twins and two boys who are a few years younger. it could have been alright if it wasn’t because all of the boys are the carbon copy of his father and also crybabies. and how to forget the clingy part, your kids loved their dad but when it came to you they would fight for your attention in the most dramatic ways.

like any Monday, you arrived from work, the house was completely on silence, no sign of your kids, you looked at the clock and there was still half an hour before they came back. placing your shoes at the entrance you felt a pair of arms around your waist, a faint smell of lavanda coming from your husband’s hair.

“don’t you have practice today?” you asked while hugging him back, an offended gasp came from his lips.

“(y/n)-chan you could have at least said that you were glad to see me instead of asking that” he said with a pout in his lips. You both stayed hugging each other like that until you heard the front door open followed by a mixture of gasp, screams and crying. 

“PAPA STOP” shiro, the youngest one screamed “YOU C-CAN’T TOUCH MAMA” he said while crying and hugging your leg. Following Shiro’s example the oldest ones Shin and Ryu placed themselves between the two of you while toruu was left aside dumbfounded, before you could react you felt a tugging in you shirt and saw your third son Ruki looking at you with puppy eyes, even though he was the quiet one, he knew how to play his cards when it came to you. 

meanwhile the boys were hugging you like there was no tomorrow oikawa was  sulking and trying to fit into the hug, and even started whining on how not even his kids would let him hug his beautiful wife and also their mother.

AKAASHI the day that Hana, your first daughter was born he felt the like the happiest man in the world, no one could compare the joy he felt when she was born, this same thing happened with your second and last daughter Miko. the two girls were, apart from you, his pride and joy. the girls were his carbon copy, the same blue eyes and his black hair and also his love and admiration for your persona. keiji, loved his girls, and the girls loved you so much, everything you did and you said they would follow it. Hana turned five while Miko just turned three not a while ago, and with that age it came the so called “possessive stage”, which consisted basically to cling into you at every opportunity they had and of course the poor keiji was totally forbidden to be near you on their presence. 

it a was sunday afternoon in which you and keiji were on the sofa watching a movie while the girls were taking their after-lunch nap. since it was rare that the two of you would be left alone like this, keiji took advantage of it and wrapped his arms around your waist while snuggling in the crook of your neck, you. on the other hand started to caress his face and kissing the crown of his head. everything was fine until you felt something making its way between you and your husband and also a pair of little arms hugging your neck. 

“it’s unfair that while Hana and I are sleeping papa breaks his promise” you heard a little groan coming from keiji’s lips, he makes some space for the girls which in some way he ends up at the edge of the sofa too close from falling to the carpet. “we maid dada promise that he wouldn’t touch you unless its an emergency, for example if a monster comes and wants to take mama away” Hana explained to you, looking at keiji you saw that even if his daughters were basically taking you away from him he would still have the same soft look in his eyes. he would do anything just to see them smile. 

“well then, but the two of you should start to share because in a few month you will have another little brother or little sister too” you said, it was a sight to see how not only your husbands eyes but you daughters’ too looked at you shocked, and without thinking it twice the three of them jumped in your arms giggling and smiling at the sudden but happy news. 

MATSUKAWA never once in his life issei thought that he would have a big family, sometimes he even felt bad for you because you went through too much pain while giving birth to the four children, that’s when he decided that when the youngest one Riko was born you two would stop having children. So at the end you family was composed by you, your oldest daughter Sumire who was eight, your second son Haru who was seven, your third son Kenji who was five and lastly Riko who turned three a few days ago. 

Issei loved his kids with his whole heart, there wasn’t a time in which he couldn’t think about them or you, since the two of you worked he decided that it would be a good idea to plan the day so in that way the two of you wouldn’t feel too burned out, because at the end, taking care of four kids is not an easy task. So the times in which the two of you would be finally alone were pretty much welcomed, and issei loves his kids, but it was thanks to you that all of this was possible, and he didn’t hesitate to show it to you, well or at least he tried. 

pulling you close to his chest he started trailing kissed from your forehead till he almost reached your lips, you were giggling until you heard a bunch of steps approaching to you. and unfortunately to issei your kids jumped to your frame making their father to change his sit to the armchair. 

“dad don’t be mad is our turn to be with mama” Haru said while watching his father with a huge smirk “and also you have been many years with mama before we even were born so don’t put that face” followed your older daughter sumire who was laughing at his father face meanwhile the two younger ones were nodding at their sisters’ words. 

you laughed at how much the four of them resembled their dad so much, and even if some of them looked more like you they always ended up inheriting issei’s attitude, which sometimes played against him. but for issei, even if his kids sometimes clowned him he cherished all the moments he had with them and sometimes even felt sad that one day they would be old enough to not need him anymore, but even so, he would love them anyways. 

[sasadrabble]

Tw: swear word

Osamu has a little secret and it absolutely is NOT related to a certain fox eye that he un(intentionally) keeps thinking about whenever he lay on his futon at night and he did not blush like a high school girl whenever the raven hair popped up in his brain diverting his line of thoughts AND his heart did NOT beat like a fucking drum everytime the guy comes for an onigiri break. Come on, pftt Osamu is not even in high school anymore there's no way he is that easy. Right?

Well for starters Osamu has NEVER been in love.

He has no idea what got into his little heart to have short circuited in front of Suna Rintarou the regular customer in his little shop. To say he fall in love is just too cliche, he is in his late twenties for God sake, he does not believe in butterflies anymore (not that he has ever felt it) besides he knows that things like love cannot survive in this time and age and he is not looking for one either. So, how does he explain the way his pulse quicken and his breath shorten whenever he sees Suna Rintarou? Osamu doesn't want to find out.....shit if he is absolutely honest Osamu is afraid to find out because he knows the reason all to terribly well. Osamu is in lo-

NOW before we finished that sentence Osamu has another secret he swore to take it to his grave and that is he is afraid, of? Osamu likes his personal space, likes his regular routine, he likes to stick to things he is already familiar with. But love is too foreign and he hates foreign. He is afraid that once he taste it he might get addicted and Osamu knows he rather not taste what he thinks he does not deserve.

So Osamu may not want to act on his feelings now or even forever, but he admit his feelings and he is okay if all he can do is put extra fillings for a certain order like he always did even before he finds out he is in love with Suna Rintarou, his regular customer. And that is his little secret that is not so little anymore.

[noirflms]

PARENTING WITH THE MIYAS — miya atsumu

parenting is hard when you are certainly blessed with the literal xerox copy of your husband, multiplied by two.

when atsumu found out he was going to be a dad. he had found himself floating on cloud nine. he was ecstatic, euphoric even, he was finally going to be someone’s idol, someone’s hero – he would be finally turning into a father, a man his children would certainly look up to.

he even cried the hardest when you gave birth. it was certainly not a nice sight to see ( osamu being witness told you that atsumu screamed at the doctors for hurting you, when you woke up. ) but he was happy you made him into the father he is today, except he didn’t realise the fact his happiness was multiplied by two and so was his pain, his gain and the oncoming sleepless nights.

you birthed twins. the family was ecstatic. mama miya was a sobbing mess and osamu was proudly bearing the title of uncle. the miya family was growing and there was nothing much better than that, but what was much worse was the onslaught of tiring new nights but also the gift of happening memories.

parenting didn’t come easy to the two of you. it brought you to days wherein atsumu stood bitter in your shared bedroom, angered and trying to convince you to let him take more holidays to help you though the first growing months of the twins, but as adamant as he was, you were just the same.

parenting came with sleepless nights. it came with loud cries that echoed through the house. it came with stinky little kids and it came with a chaos you could never be able to see clearly through. it was hard. the first few months especially – they were certainly and utterly exhausting for you. ( you would whine about them to atsumu on facetime when he was away for the games. )

nothing comes easy in your opinion. everything comes with a great deal of struggle. all have to go through something to get to where they are now. you learned it through the hassled process of diapers changing and bottle feeding. you learnt it through the sleepless night that you spent tending to the little babies. but what you hated the most was both the kids you birthed did not look anything like you.

it was as if you had birthed atsumu himself – just that fact it was times two.

your two sons were the exact xerox copy of your husband. the eyes were an exception but oh, how they looked just like the husband of yours.

if atsumu was any bit chaotic and troublesome young. then your two little boys were just the same, they always had some mischief to trouble you with. so, parenting in the miya household had always been a troublesome affair, it was but a thing of great humane ability, it was something only the strongest could face and you just might think, that you were a superhero taking care of not two but three kids.

you realised that part when the two boys had reached the age of three. they were certainly beginning to act up after learning how to walk and talk. they had chaos brewing in the back of their minds, little feet always patting away upon the wooden floors of the apartment, giggles full of childish amusement ringing and bouncing of the walls.

it was also the first time you witnessed such chaos. it almost made you cry, it almost made your husband drop his bags at the door and it almost made your sons be apologetic enough but they were a bit too young to know what their mischief had caused, but it was then, in the past but now as the two boys have turned six and big enough to face the world with you and their father, their is no stopping to the naughty tactics of theirs.

parenting with the miyas is also fun. they are quite as chaotic as they could be. they are quite the fun and cool parents to have – the twins take pride in this – the miyas are the type of parents many children wish they could have.

“genji, don’t you dare jump from there!” you shout at the brown haired boy, a toothy grin on his – except for the fact one of his front teeth is missing – eyes sparkling with such determination to jump off from the cabinet he climbed himself. you stand wide eyed shouting for the boy to not jump on the pile of clothes his twin was making on the ground.

“try jumping you’ll break your head, young man!” your words put some sense of fear in the young boy. your eyes fiery as you give the little boy a glare – it even instilled some sort of halt in the younger twin as well. atsumu watches it all unfold from the sidelines and he sees his sons and he are just the same before you – obedient and fearful.

it is with much ease later that atsumu enters, his tall frame standing before the cabinet as he ushers the older twin to jump into his arms, and the young lad does it without any second thought and the next second you are holding the younger boy by the cheek as he is let down from the arms of his father, the younger twin already stuffing the clothes away.

parenting with the miyas is quite different. it is unlike yet alike many parenting stories. it is same yet so different but everyone could relate to it someway or the other. it could be sour and sweet at the same time, it could be a hell of ride or it could be a silent drive, parenting with the miyas is amusing, it sure is a spectrum of life many wish to live and not at the same time.

but in miya atsumu’s words, parenting with the miyas is lovely, it is quite the challenge and experience. it will be exciting yet tiring but until the miyas will be together, parenting will always be quite the journey to be able to get through.

“didn’t know you were such a sob story, mr.miya?”

“you made me this way mrs.miya. . .”

“did you just sigh? at me?”

“n-no! you must be mishearing things!”

“mom, old man did a big-big sigh at you!”

“he sure did.”

*gasp* “you traitors! you little brats! you better run for the monster is after you.”

it sure is always a lovely day in the miya household. it sure puts wrinkles on your face, it sure warms you heart at the sights you witness every once in a while. it sure is quite to be part of the miya household.

it’s a lot more than what i usually write but here is chaotic miya household 😋🤞

NOIRFLMS 2023 ! all rights reserved - plagiarism is a crime , do not translate my works without permission.

[popquizhot-shot]

Alright, I have another Uncle Gabriel scenario. What if Gabriel and reader play hide and seek inside spider HQ (they're just watching Disney movies and eating any crappy food Miguel doesn't let them eat bc "you're going to get cavities if you keep eating them every day") and Miguel is going into panic/feral mode (fangs out and everything) meanwhile Lyla and Jess are just enjoying the chaos (those two know where you are bc Jess and Lyla are that protective of you as well) until you come back with Gabriel on a sugar rush and Miguel just starts scolding his brother in Spanish and reader is like 👁👄👁 "dad, I was just gone watching Frozen and Finding Nemo with Ubcle Gabe, I wasn't kidnapped."

Oh my GOD YES WORRIED MIGUEL

Ok look I have two older brothers and the eldest is just like Miguel while the other is like Gabi and I’ve been in a situation just like this

Just imagine

You and Tio Gabi are chilling, eating like junk literal fucking dumpsters and not caring about your health like true younger siblings or spoilt children and youre both just lying there with food babies and borderline food comas and you spot the bag of candy and you and him look at each other and knowing full well Miguel is going to kill the both of you, you attack the bag like rabid animals, devouring them with like The princess and the frog in the background(my hc that both you and Gabriel have a mild crush on Naveen)

So you finally demolish the food and y’all are waddling back to the office and Jess is just smirking at the both of you and Miguel sees you and he’s LIVID.

“Cabrón!” He shouts and then goes off into a flurry of Spanish and soon he just sounds like he’s spitting saliva because he’s speaking so fast and you’re just

“APPA-

“WHAT?”

“WE WERE WATCHING MOVIES”

“WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME”

And you’re stumped because Yk you didn’t tell him because you’d be eating junk and he’ddisapprove and give you the stink eye

The only thing to do is obvious.

“TIO SAID NOT TO TELL YOU”

“EH???” Gabriel’s incredulous protests fill the office

And then you just watch innocently as Miguel casually starts roasting his brothers existence

[archonsabyss]

╰─..✶. [ Dad or Daddy? ]

❒ pairing: husband!kuroo x fem!reader

❒ genre: fluff! nsfw/suggestive [mdni]! insinuated smut + smut build-up no actual smut yet!

❒ warnings: established relationship! slightly clingy & horny kuroo! talk of wanting to start a family! few swears thrown here & there! Talk of pregnancy & breastfeeding! playful teasing & dirty talk! think Kuroo has a daddy kink in here?

❒ wc: 2.08k

𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗟𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 (pt 2) | 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗞𝗶𝗰𝗸𝘀 (pt 3) | 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 (pt 4)

─❒ authors note: honestly idk wher to start but hi.. I'm Raie and I suck at writing but I write anyways. I look forward to sharing my lustful fantasies with y'all

He'd been pestering you for the past three weeks. Lurking around every corner, eyeing you from every angle, and carefully watching even the smallest of twitches in your expression.

Kuroo was hovering.

No doubt about it, something was up and if anything by the small hints he'd been dropping you knew exactly what.

"Love?" You sighed heavily for the umpteenth time today as you returned the clothing item to its line. You looked over your shoulder at your husband whose eyes have been glaring attentively at your head─ not so inconspicuously drifting to your stomach when he knows yours looking─ ever since you've entered the mall.

Kuroo doesn't say anything as he stands behind you with his hands stuffed into his pockets. He simply shrugs with a pursed smile as you raise your brow at him.

He doesn't want to outrightly say it which is why he's been quietly hinting at his now-growing desire to build his family. He knows you know what he wants but to your amusement, you've ended up teasing him longer than he had the patience to deal with.

You want him to verbally bring the topic up whereas he wants you to read his mind and do it first. And so far, he'd been keeping a good pace of competing with you. But he was slowly slipping when he caught you looking in the direction of the kid's clothing only to turn on your feet and walk in the opposite direction leaving him to pout and trail behind you.

"Are you hungry?" You asked and he shook his head, shoulders perching before dropping.

"Are you tired?"

"Are you... horny?"

"Why must you put it like that" He cracked, an excessively dramatic pout forming on his lips as he huffs under his breath and stepped closer to you. "But now that you mention it, kinda"

You chuckle lightly, looping one arm around his waist and giving it a slight squeeze before planting a kiss on his cheek and the corner of his lips, finally relenting to the suffering you've caused him with your feigned obliviousness.

Despite the circumstances, Kuroo's mind drifts away for a moment when he sees you smiling at him. He melts and admires the gentle tugging of your lips and the way your eyes waver between understanding and as always complete adoration whenever you look at him.

He's so enamoured with the way your gaze is filled with love that he's taken by surprise when you lean into him and whisper a few words seemingly nothing to anyone but everything to him.

He blinks and you don't let go of his hand or the arm you're clinging onto.

Kuroo looks down at you unphased but you see the gears churning and his mind processing.

"So... You're saying yes?"

"No, I said we'll talk about it at home"

"Which technically means yes! You've never said no to me before..." He states factly, his eyes beaming with life and excitement and you knew he had a point.

"We'll talk about it at home" You conclude one last time and he lights up even more.

Suddenly he's tugging you in the direction of the baby clothes and just as he pointed out─ you were unable to deny him so you stifled your laughter and allowed him to pull you along.

"I want this" Kuroo shoves his phone in your face for you to see a picture of a matching father and daughter outfit and you indulged him with an amused smile, nodding your head before getting back to work.

After dragging him away from the baby section, you'd gone to pay for the clothes you'd picked out in favour of his input and Kuroo huffed the entire time at your lack of enthusiasm, but little did he know you were enjoying every second of his enthusiasm with a fond secretive smile.

Kuroo carried the bags until you reached the car, shoved them into the backseat and practically sped home.

"Now then," You could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he dropped the shopping bags onto the couch, shrugged off his hoodie and turned to face you with a knowing grin.

You know what you said but at the time you forgot you had documents that needed to be submitted or else you'd probably─ most likely lose your job. "It feels like you're avoiding the topic, again... " You heard him grumble under his breath and you felt bad, it wasn't your intent but Kuroo could wait a few hours more could he not?

He couldn't.

He'd call your name in a sing-song, show up behind you and wrap his arms around you, whispering sweet words into your ear hoping to seduce you away from work.

When that didn't work he became more touchy. His hands fitted on the curve of your hips before they snuck under your shirt and drifted up to place on the dents beneath your ribcage. Your skin is warm compared to his chilling fingertips.

You'd hiss at him but make no move to shoo him away which he'd taken as permission to continue. It led to his hands roaming every inch of your stomach and swell of your breasts beneath your bra but no reaction. He then tried sliding his hands down your pants which then garnered the response he was looking for.

"Tetsurou, my love. Let me finish cooking so I can get to that report. Once that's done we can talk, okay? But the more you try to seduce me the longer it's going to take"

"Then just leave the food and the report"

"No can do. It's not worth starving or the stress, please, baby boy" You pleaded softly.

"I hate you" He mumbled but he didn't mean it.

Kuroo exhaled loudly while leaning down defeatedly to peck your cheek and forcefully drag himself away from you when you say, "What a shame, to have to tell our kids how much their father hates their mother"

Kuroo's ears perk. He glanced over his shoulder with slitted eyes narrowed at you.

"Does that mean..." The words get lost in his throat as you wink at him.

"Mean what?"

"Fuck you... sweetheart" He swears but there's no aggression to his tone when you can hear the distinct manner in which it almost fades out softly when addressing you.

Kuroo is standing in front of you within seconds, spinning you on your heels and pulling you flush against him.

"What's wrong?" You chuckle, trailing a finger up his chest. "Have a change of heart... Daddy" You emphasize the last part but internally you're cringing. "Don't want me to have your babies?"

"Now.. you're just mocking me" He pushes you against the counter and looks at you intently. "You never call me daddy" The shock is evident on his face but it does not mean he hates the newly given title, if anything he loves it and loves it even more after replaying it countless many times in his head.

"Call me that again"

"No"

"I've waited five years" Kuroo confesses exasperatedly and you scrunch your nose, processing.

"I want kids and I want you to call me daddy" He grumbles, grinding against you.

"You want a lot of things, Tetsurou"

"Things I only want with you" He nuzzles his nose against yours.

He certainly had a way with words.

"I want to be the father of your kids! I want to love and cherish them just as I do you! And I want to have as many children as you'll let me... I just want it to be with you, everything. My firsts and my lasts, everything..."

Long forgotten are the food you intended to prepare and the work you were stressing to hurriedly submit. In that moment all that mattered stood in front of you. A moment just as special as your first kiss and your first night together and the day he proposed and the day you married. Sincerity in his every word and the sincerity in his intention blissfully overwhelmed you.

"Contrary to what you may think, I've given it a long hard thought. I've looked up every possible pregnancy article and watched those horrifying birth documentaries, hell, I've even sat down with your mother for God's sake. I know it'll be hard but you gotta give me props here sweetheart... "

"Tetsurou"

"Like I get it. You're probably scared. Babies grow up and their teenage phase ain't a joke but fuck. Do you know how hard it is to not think of you pregnant? Or when our bundle of joy is finally born and you're breastfeeding em? Could fucking drool at the thought. And we'd for sure all get matching outfits! Cuddle up in bed! I'd Spoil my babies rotten"

"Tetsu, love"

You've gone ignored twice but you let him have his fun rambling. You're pretty amused but there's a tinge of anxiousness arising ever so slowly.

"I don't care if we get cock blocked for the rest of our lives. Pregnancy is something I'd love to experience with you and only you" Spoken as if he'd be the one baring the child. You're entertained.

"Is that so?"

"Yes. And I just picture coming home to my beautiful wife, to a home filled with laughter. I'd have my little army of partners in crime... teach em my ways and we'd bully the guys together"

"I'd feel sorry for your wife. She doesn't know what she signed up for, did she?"

"Meanie"

"But 's too late now" You hummed pinching his side and slipping out of his embrace only he was faster and grasped your wrist, giving one forceful tug which has you reeling back into him.

"You're right about that" He exhales lightly, warm air blowing softly into your ear causing a chill to run up your spine. Kuroo tugs on the drawstrings of your pants loosening them.

"She's mine and I'm hers" He nibbles on your earlobe.

"And she ain't getting away"

You relent. You give in.

Your head falls back to rest against his chest, lulling to the side giving him free access to the entire expanse of your neck and he takes full advantage of it. His finger trace over your cunt and your jaw clenches in response.

"Tetsu..." You mumble weakly.

"Just think of it, sweetheart... You'd take me so well I know it" His index finger teases your entrance.

"Y-You're not giving me t-time to answer y-you..." You stuttered between ragged breaths. Kuroo's arm wraps around your waist and holds most of your weight sensing your knees giving in.

"My bad, my bad"

With that said, he pulls away. His finger leaves your cunt to ache for itself as he brings it to his finger and licks it clean.

"Tetsu" You groan, "Can't you just put it in"

"I haven't received a clear answer from you, sweetheart. Until we talk this through properly you ain't getting anything. I gotta know if ya want me with or without protection"

"Please" You ask softly and he purses his lips knowing that he's slipping.

"Call me daddy"

"No" You refused immediately and is he surprised? No. But he knows you'll break so he rubs against you.

"Either of the two"

"Oh fuck just put it in, please"

"No can do"

Your fuse has been blown and you throw your head back in frustration. Him wanting kids but denying you made you irritable, though if you were the least bit rational right now you'd have admired him and even respected him all the more as a significant other; needing a clear and affirmative answer from you before proceeding. Then again, he'd given you the ultimatum of calling him something you'd only ever jokingly said once to him in your entire time being together, which was today and not even an hour ago.

"Kuroo" You warned as his hands teasingly massages your thighs.

"Nah ah. I'm not giving in this time baby... You can't have me until you decide"

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.

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"for fuck sakes I'M PREGNANT already"

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[emmyrosee]

mindlessly scrolling through some insta reels then i saw this.....

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CpmLSP-DpYS/?igshid=MjljNjAzYmU=

GOSH I SUDDENLY REMEMBERED YOUR FIC ABOUT THE FIRST WORD OF MIYA ATSUMU'S DAUGHTER 😆 i love all your hq dad scenarios but that one is my faveee 🐥🫶

that's all. just wanted to stop by. hehehe. have a good week!! 💗

NO BECAUSE I 150% IMAGINE THAT ONCE SHE’S TALKING MORE, SHE GOES THROUGH A PHASE OF PICKING UO EVERY CURSE WORD THAT PASSES THROUGH ANYONES LIPS.

God forbid she say other things, just curse words.

You don’t blame her, she doesn’t know better! And admittedly, now that she’s started, you find yourself slipping too, saying a little thing here and there, and cringing when she easily parrots it back.

You cursed when you spilt your drink over some papers- she said it right back for the next several hours.

Atsumu dropped the f-bomb when he dropped a bag of groceries, and from your arms, she dropped it right back.

But this time, the most unlikely person cusses. The one person you thought for sure she’d never hear a cuss from, the one soul you could count on, suddenly betrayed you when Kita Shinsuke accidentally got paint on the floor, and she didn’t miss a beat in repeating it.

“Ssssshit!” He says, just above a frustrated hiss. You gasp. Atsumu snorts.

“Shinsuke!” You laugh.

“Kita-San!” Atsumu follows.

“Shit!” Hisako adds.

“HISAKO!”

[noonajoe]

Your kid hurt himself (Ushijima Wakatoshi x Reader)

Synopsis: Ushijima and Y/N have an 8-year-old son who's scratching and punching himself because of his frustration. You can't stop your son and called your husband because you're scared to look at your son.

Characters: Dad!Ushijima Wakatoshi x Mom!Reader

TW: Self-harm, angst, fluff, comfort, family fluff, Ushijima is a great dad

Word Count: 750

©noonajoe (Published on 2 April 2023 - 23:15 Bangkok Time) this story is not going to be sold, modified, or translated in any manner.

“T-Toshi”

“Yes, honey, what’s wrong?” Toshi asked.

“Takio, he’s..” you’re trembling staring behind Takio’s room door.

“What’s happening? I heard Kio’’s screaming in your background sound” he stood up from his seat, and quickly sign his driver to prepare his car for him.

��He… he hurt himself Toshi…, like I did when I was little, I don’t know now how to make him stop. He unintentionally scratched my arm when I tried to stop him…” you sat on the table, searching for a medkit to wrap the scratch. 

“I’m in the car right now. Is the scratch bad? Do you need an ambulance?”

“No, I’m okay but mentally not because I can’t stop him, Toshi…” 

“Okay, wait, I’m on my way home, 15 minutes, wait for me, okay honey?”

“Y-yes, thank you, Toshi” you closed his call.

He arrives, quickly enters the entrance door, and found you treating your hand

“Toshi” you look at him.

He quickly grabs your hand, and takes a good look at your wounds, “let me see”

“Okay, it looks not serious, thankfully” he sighed, glad that his wife was okay.

“Is he in his room?”

You nodded

“Okay, don’t stress yourself, let me take care of him” he patted your head.

He enters the room and looks at Takio. His son’s hair is messy, his dark eyebags are visible, and his eyes are swollen because of screaming and crying.

“Takio,” he said, with a firm tone.

“D-dad..” Takio was startled, staring at his father walking towards him.

Your kid is pretty scared of Toshi because of his cold gaze 

“I’m sorry dad, I-I think I hurt mom a little bit back then, I-I’ll apologize to mommy later”

He just stares at him and takes a deep sigh. He sits on your son’s bed, straightly staring at his son who’s sitting on a chair.

“Mom is fine. But I’m not here to talk about that. Why did you hurt yourself?”

The moment he heard that his tear slowly began to flow.

“If Kio had something in mind, or even disappointed Kio, just cry it out. Did I and mom ever angry when you cried? No, right? We never taught you to hurt yourself”

“I don’t know dad, I’m so dumb at school. Mrs. X always said that I will never be as successful as you or mom”

Toshi’s eyes widen, and with his flat expression, he tried to calm himself down. 

“Okay, so, Mrs. X told you that?”

“Yes, dad…”

“How long had she been saying that?”

“Uh… I don’t remember when… But she always said that when I finish my volleyball extracurricular, I and other teammates somehow met her by coincidence when we want to go home. When we got to the school’s entrance gate, she always mock me with those words…. I was embarrassed because my teammates heard that out loud”

“Okay, so, all of your teammates heard what Mrs. X said?”

“Yes, dad…”

“Okay, tomorrow, I want you to give me the list of all of your teammates as an evidence, I will report this to the principal”

“No! Dad, but, she’s going to bully me more…”

“Then I will take this case to the law firm as an irresponsible action from a school. She hurt my son, it’s a serious matter.“

“... O-okay dad”

“Okay, do you need some psychological therapy for this matter? Your mom and I maybe not a people that can solve some of your mental needs, especially if you’re hurting yourself. I can sign up at the nearest hospital if you want. As long as Takio feels better, we will always support Takio’s needs no matter what”

“I think, I will tone down my overthinking, Dad. I’ll try to fix this self-hurt by myself first… But thank you for offering, dad”

He stared at your 8-year-old kid, and can’t imagine if his self-hurt got worsened. He pulls his son’s chair closer so he can see him closer, “From now on, tell me and your mom if you experiencing bad things, okay? And don’t hurt yourself. I may be not as lovely and feely as your mom but we love you so much and it hurts us so much if you hurt yourself like this.” he grabbed your son’s hand.

“Okay, dad… I’m sorry for hurting myself…and I will always love you both…”

“Well, why don’t we go outside and see mommy? She’s extremely worried about you, Kio”

“Okay, dad”

The night ended with you hugging your son tightly, giving him multiple words of comfort. You’re glad your husband can help your son through his hardship.

While you're hugging your son until he's asleep, Toshi looked at you and comforts you by saying "he's going to be okay"

[macravishedbymactavish]

Riptide (TF141 x M!Reader)

TW: Swearing, you're still terrified your son is in danger/injured, likely military inaccuracies

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Chapter 03

You sat in the backseat, staring out the window. Fear, guilt, and the a shadow of adrenaline pumping through your body.

As far as the commanders know, 141 is on temporary leave until a plan is formed to rescue the hostages. What they didn't know, is your team was the plan.

--

"We aren't going to sit on our asses and wait. While they're still negotiating and planning, we have the upper hand of surprise" Price explained that morning as you walked out to the vehicle. Gear hidden in the back.

"Be safe but also be quick. I'm not sure how much time you'll have before they come to an agreement of release or a plan for inflatration" Laswell bid the team off, waiting for the guys to walk up ahead; before casting you a subtle look.

Bring our boy home.

--

"The compound has 2 main entrances, which we can expect will be heavily guarded" Price explained, pointing to the two circled points on the map. You were currently in a small, probably abandoned base, a few minutes from the compound in question.

"Ghost, Soap, you'll take the north entrance. Gaz you're with me on the West" you furrowed your brows, where were you in this op? Why the fuck weren't you going inside?

"Once inside, we sweep floor by floor until we find the hostages, working our way to the control room" You watched as your team nodded. You sat silently, stewing in confusion and frustration. Jaw locked as you attempted to relax, Price's words echoing in your head:

Need you to have a level head before we go tomorrow. Which roughly translates to: I will pull you from this op if I have to, we can't afford to have a loose canon.

Sucking in a breath, reminding yourself of what was at stake. Your career, your family in arms, him.

"And me, sir?" You asked, voice dull as you scanned the layout in front of you. Many different floors, rooms, they could be anywhere.

"You're on overwatch. Ensure they don't start moving the hostages behind our backs" You bit the inside of your cheek, reminding yourself not to react; even if that stung. You wouldn't even be going in to save him...

You heard the other 4 men start discussing their specific plans of attack. Considering your job here was to sit from a vantage point and watch the road to the compound for suspicious activity, your mind allowed itself to wander. Whispering worse case scenarios, while ripping at your heart and soul.

Would he trust the guys enough to follow them to safety?

Will they try to use him as cover? Use him as a bargaining chip to stop our attack?

Whos to say he's still there. That any of them are still here?

What if I never see him again...

You shook your head slightly, pushing the thoughts down.

Keep a level head. Stop panicking. He knows them, even if they don't know him.

--

"There's dad, gandpa Pice, uncle Ghosty, uncle Gaz, and uncle Spoap" your son giggled, pointing to everyone in the picture one by one. He was working on his pronunciation still, but was so proud that he remembered their names.

"Good job buddy. It's grandpa. Gr-ah-nd-pah" you said slowly, watching as the gears in his head started turning.

"Gruhnpa" he whispered slowly, pouting softly. "Gru....graaaaaaaanpa" he looked up at you, eyes lighting up when he saw the smile you wore.

"That's really good! Look at you go" you tickled his sides lightly, relishing in the way he squirmed and laughed.

"Gandpa! Gandpa save me" he squealed, still squirming in your lap as you continued your attack on his sides.

Only a year after you joined the 141, your son already knew these men as family. Even though he only knew them through the 1 or 2 pictures he saw and the stories you've told. It helped ease your conscious, but didn't totally relieve the sting that you wouldn't be the one saving your own son.

"Get your gear on, we leave in 15" Price commanded, causing the team to disperse. "Except you Lieutenant, a word?" You rolled your shoulders a couple times, working to relax the tension rooted in them as you walked over to your superior.

"I know you're proper mad at me, but I need you to understand one thing before we go" Price started, uncrossing his arms as he looked at you in the eye.

"You're too close to this, with someone you love inside. While you're damn good at your job, and all of us would trust you with our lives -- we can't risk sending you in. I'll keep you updated, hell I'll even let you know when we find your person if you want. But the best place for you is in that sniper nest, covering us." You sucked in a sharp breath, ignoring the tightness in your throat at his words.

"Thank you, John. I'll need to see him before I can know he's safe though" you forced a small smile, eyes closing as you were pulled into a quick hug.

"We're here with you. You're family, son. Now let's go get your person."

--

You've been doing this for years, throwing yourself into an assortment of dangerous situations. Your body growing used to the feeling of adrenaline, embracing fight or flight, surviving.

This though? This was new. Your body felt numb, your soul muted as you scanned the entrance to the compound and road leading in. No movement so far, comms were silent.

"Fuck! We have movement, heading toward the north entrance" you heard Ghost yell, advising you to be on the ready.

"Any hostages?" You inquired, shifting to get a better view of the compound. Watching, waiting to see who piles out.

"Negative for now, but that could change" Soap explained. Your heart slamming inside your ribs, you watched as a vehicle tore out of the gate. All black with tinted windows. No way to see who was inside.

Cussing loudly as your first shot missed, and the other grazed the back of the vehicle. Watching as the vehicle disappeared into a cloud of dust.

"They're gone. They fucking took off" you snapped, anger filling your body as you began shaking. Fearing the worst.

"Remain at your post, that's an order" Price's voice broke through the terrified thoughts running through your head. You felt a war rage within your concious.

One side saying obey the order, on the chance that your son was still somewhere in the compound. That they might still try to move him, and you were the last line of defense before they could capture him forever.

The other side saying your son was in the vehicle. No better bargaining piece than a child. It puts a lot of pressure on the military if Makarov decides to go public and threaten a 4 year old.

Tears stung in your eyes, as you focused on the gate to the compound. Hoping, praying, needing your son to still be in that building.

"Hostages found, lower compound. Storage room B" Price confirmed over comms, "move to my position"

Your heartrate increased as you quickly flipped your radio on.

"The kid still present?" You asked, nausea washing over you with your nerves. The seconds ticking by as silence hung over you.

Until the familiar click of comms turning back on.

Taglist: @bloodonmyhands-1221 @v1naco @thatonesimpyknow

[underthestarlitsky]

you know, there are multiple scenarios here, actually, in regards to what the fuck spider-verse’s deal with the canon events actually is

#1. Miguel Was Right. (only about some things!)

in this scenario Miguel isn’t actually wrong about canon events. every spider has a story to stick to, and every spider must follow it. this is regardless of however many spiders there were in the universe before the current one (see RIPeter of 1610 before Miles and the presumed Peter Parker who existed before Miguel became spider-man in the year 2099.) this means that every spider loses someone at the start of their career, then a police captain close to them, then perhaps a love interest (in every other universe, gwen stacy falls for spider-man…)

anyway. if Miguel is right about canon events, then he is wrong about Miles not being spider-man. if he right about Miles being an anomaly, then he is wrong about canon events. this is because if Miles is not a spider-man, then he does not have to follow canon events to protect his universe.

but this scenario is based on Miguel being right about canon events — so then Miguel’s alternate universe adventure that ended so terribly WAS actually caused by:

- Miguel EITHER disrupting the canon events of Gabriella’s universe OR

- because he skipped out on his OWN canon events OR

- because the universe falling apart WAS a canon event for spider-man 2099 only.

we the audience know Miles isn’t TOO much of a breakaway from spider-canon because while the original canon is built from adventures of Peter Parker’s life and the Peters of spider-HQ outnumber the unique Spiders 10000:1, single anomalies still exist: jess, gwen, peni, hobie, margo, malala, ben and others who we haven’t met (anya corazon, cindy moon, etc). It would follow that their “canon events” may happen differently/may be completely different to the peter-parker canon, and because we know that a peter parker already existed in 2099 canon, there is no SET canon for what comes after peter parker dies. any one of the above works, but one and two seem circumstantial to me as opposed to three, which seems the most accurate. if miguel is right about canon events, he might be wrong about how they relate to every spider — which would explain how gwen ended up dodging it without her universe falling apart, as well as pavitr dodging it (we are disregarding the black hole under mumbattan). if miguel is right about the canon but wrong about the events, it would explain why he out of all the spiders was the only one who experienced a universe collapse, because it’s a canon event ONLY for spider-man 2099.

#2. Unknown Factors Causing Interference

fact of the matter is that we do NOT know anything concrete about Gabriella’s universe. we DO know that alt-Miguel died there, that Miguel replaced him, and that the universe collapsed soon after.

what we do NOT know is how long Miguel was there, if that universe had a spider-man already, and WHAT ELSE was going on there.

- Miguel’s time spent there doesn’t matter TOO much*; however, it would point us in the direction of how much their timeline changed with Miguel’s appearance in their universe if we knew how much time there was for him to fuck shit up.

- if that universe HAD a spider-man already, then Miguel being there would have possibly POSSIBLY destabilized the universe to the point of destruction. that’s also IF Miguel was acting as Spider-Man and not just Miguel O’Hara. if that universe DIDNT have a spider-man, it’s possible Miguel’s appearance there maybe altered the course for the production of one; perhaps alt-miguel was Gabriella’s canon event for HER to become Spider-man (MAYBE) and Miguel changed it by essentially making it look like her dad never died (on the surface. the horror of it all is a different discussion) point being that perhaps he accidentally wiped that universe’s spider-man 2099 without filling in as spider-man, so maybe that’s what got messed up.

- the Spiders have a LOT of enemies. we have no idea what other forces are at play here. throughout every other universe in the spiderverse Alchemax was trying to gain access to other dimensions with the super-collider somewhere in NYC. Miguel’s Nueva York doesn’t seem to have the same problem, BUT, who knows what Gabriella’s Nueva York looked like? if it’s 2099, technology is infinitely more powerful and what if some futuristic descendent (like, idk, a niece or something) of Doc Ock’s accidentally vaporized the universe? If not through a super-collider, then through something else. if Miguel wasn’t spider-man in Gabriella’s universe, he would have no real understanding of the danger he was walking into; thus, a universe destroyed, but not at Miguel’s hands.

#3. There Is A Meta-Canon (?!)

see, the thing about being an audience to a film is that we see it as self-contained. within the story itself though, the characters see their universes as fundamentally separate from each other, joined together only by a “canon”.

Miguel theorizes that the canon is individually attached to every spider-person across the multiverse, meaning that all these universes are linked through their similarities. however, what they have not considered, is that there is a Larger canon (ie, the Narrative) moving behind the scenes. if Miles becoming spider-man was unscripted, how come RIPeter died when Miles was bit? what force decided that two spider-people in one universe was a bigger problem than RIPeter not sticking to the canon (ie, DYING) before his time? if Miles is an anomaly, how come he’s still around? according to Miguel, the universe wipes out any unscripted things that happen - for example, if the spider from earth-42 wasn’t meant to be on 1610, 1. how did it end up there and 2. how come miles’s universe didn’t collapse? how is 1610 STILL up and running even with the multiverse interference (which only happened to a handful of spiders, so it can’t really be a canon event, right?) and how come

the answer to this question is the existence of some larger invisible Meta-Canon (the Narrative) except it exists in their world. there is a story that ties all these spiders together, a Canon (or Fate, if you will) that wrote gabriella’s world out of existence, that brought the multiverse to Miles, that made the Spot an existential threat to the entire multiverse. the only issue is that no one KNOWS what the canon is, so they can’t do anything else except what they would do in the situation — ie, PLAY OUT THE STORY as was intended. essentially, fate reinvented. it’s not NEW information; there is obviously a STORY to be told in the spiderverse movies, that’s why they exist at all. however, the existence of either fate/metacanon IN-universe changes everything, because that means there are no REAL parameters for miguel’s theories or any reason at all for the “canon” to be followed, if there’s a larger story working itself out. only the elements NEEDED for this - peter b’s canon being followed exactly, miles not following any of it apart from aaron’s death - would then be utilised, and everything else would be chalked up to fate. A Preset Story** that a cluster of universes have to follow would technically override the individual canons that each spider has to follow, making it so that the canon event theory is nothing more than an in-universe motivator to push Miles and Miguel and everyone else into the next stage of their Lives or Stories.

#4. Miguel was Wrong Entirely (It’s Okay He’s Still Hot)

you know how they say fear makes you freeze up? Miguel experienced so much fear that fateful day he lost Gabriella that his brain got permanently stuck in canon-event-theory acceptance mode and now he can’t move on. there are a lot of blanks in his story, but accounting for the fact that he’s a hero (or, supposed to be, at least), i’m choosing to assume any omissions were nothing villainous (there’s theories that HE killed alt-Miguel, that he knew what was going to happen and stuck around anyway, etc) which means we are missing information, but not that kind changes how events would have played out.

however, none of this guarantees ANYTHING in terms of Miguel being right. as stated previously, there are too many inconsistencies throughout the universes for the canon-event theory to be real.

for one: why would miguel’s canon events impact another universe? presumably gwen and peter b. and the rest of the itsv cast had canon events that needed to be happening while they were stranded on 1610 - miles’ universe didn’t fall apart. similarly, why would another earth’s canon events be impacted by an intruder that the universe couldn’t crush? spider-42 bit Miles and was immediately killed, but Miles’s universe didn’t fall apart when Miles’s canon changed and RIPeter died. if Miguel was the problem in Gabriella’s world, why did he survive instead of the universe? And wouldn’t Peter B getting there and trying to help made things worse?

And another thing: we see Miles interrupt a canon event*** in Pavitr’s universe, and a black hole opens up under Mumbattan. Miguel cites this as his universe falling apart because of a lack of adherence to canon, but RIPeter in ITSV explicitly says to Kingpin that he’s “not gonna let him open up a black hole under Brooklyn!” assuming both alchemax colliders were built for the same purpose, spot managing to run the collider did exactly what RIPeter predicted: a black hole under New York City somewhere. this means that Spot and the collider are the explicit and ONLY reason that Mumbattan has a black hole now, especially as the supposed reaction to canon deviation is disintegration.

#5. Spiders Exist Outside the Narrative (Miguel is Wrong 2: Electric Boogaloo)

After everything is said and done, there is still the problem of the multiverse. Canon event theory is essentially another name for parallel universe theory, except that it only logistically only applies to Spiders and not every person on every earth****, because Spider have a thing in common that draws them together - being a Spider-Person.

this theory would be a counter to theory #3; and probably closer in spirit to the way BTSV is going to go: instead of the spiders being trapped in a larger narrative that forces events to happen, actually, the Spiders are the only ones that are free from canon events— HOWEVER, this is only if they are in the wrong universe.

for example, take Gwen Stacy. we know that she didn’t go back to her home universe in the end, that she crashes at Hobie’s and hangs around Spider-HQ in Nueva York going on missions and etc. we know that Peter Parker was her FIRST canon event, and that she went through the multiverse after that and found Miles and etc. Her second event - Captain Stacy dying to save a child, something that (almost) happened in Pavitr’s universe six months after he became spider-man, somehow still hasn’t happened to her. Could it be that her timeline is more stretched out? maybe. OR, more likely (to me, at least) the universe waited around for her to come back.

IF the spiders are truly free from the confines of their narratives while they’re physically NOT there, if they’re the only free agents in a world (that isn’t theirs!) ruled by an overarching destiny, that would explain why Miles was ABLE to save Captain Singh at all instead of something else killing him anyway. It explains why Captain Stacy never died — in the time Gwen was gone, he couldn’t die because a Spider-Person had to be there, to watch their Captain die. Now the issue is that if Spider-Man is a free agent, anyone who exists as his equal is too — which is why only random spider-man villains were being swapped over between universes (at least as far as I can tell; in ITSV there was the idea that the collider was keyed to the Spider-DNA which is why it pulled spiders from every universe, but it’s never explained why only spider-villains are being displaced across spacetime, and not like, random civilians) which is why Miles’s canon event can happen without him being there - the Spot can straight up kill Jeff Davis with or without crashing a building onto him just like how Pavitr’s canon event was rolled into a multiversal villain attack. However, if Miles never goes home, the prophecy doesn’t come true, because if Spider-man and the Spot never fight, Jefferson will have no reason to be at the scene of the crime because there would BE no scene and no crime. to kill him non-canonly would be like destroying everything ATSV set up at all, like how coincidentally Spot sees the same future Miguel does, because it’s a “canon event”.

but anyway. if Spiders are free agents, it explains why the impact of the Spider-gang and then Spider-band on various universe left a mark; why people were saved and not then immediately killed right after they left. This theory would also mean that theory #2 concerning Miguel’s actions in Gabriella’s universe is also true; the collapse of her universe was probably not due to inherent difference of dimension, but rather because of whatever actions he/someone else took while he was there that destabilized her universe. the free-of-date agent theory would also explain why Mayday exists without Peter B’s universe disintegrating when she clearly could not have existed without Peter leaving and coming back rejuvenated, and, of course, the Spot’s existence as a whole, because I highly doubt Miles would’ve made it to Alchemax and thrown that bagel at Ohnn had Peter not arrived there and then stolen that CPU with Miles in the first place.

tl:dr it has been more than a month since i first watched spider-verse and i still can’t figure it out. very excited to see where they take it in the next one. can’t wait ‼️

*an incursion a la dr strange rules from multiverse of madness can not really be the answer here; miguel had the watch to keep him from glitching in other universes, and we know that gwen consistently hangs out in hobie’s universe without anything happening, so “spending too much time” in another universe is probably not the answer

**the issue with this is that the spider-verse movies have a heavy focus on choices and individual actions and belonging as themes, and so a meta-narrative universe would be sort of left field if the third act of spiderverse makes it so that Miles isn’t making choices on his own, he was always destined to make them. still a fun brain exercise to run simulations on though

***Miles also interrupts earth-42’s spider-man process - i.e. a Canon Event. Miles G. was supposed to become Spider-Man, except it never happened, and yet earth-42 is still proudly non-disintegrated, no matter how terrible it may be

****we see many different people, not just peter parker, be spider-people. this means that every one else on earth wouldn’t be able to find their counterparts in all these different universes; either because the universes are too different and the same iterations of civilians don’t exist, or because minor changes in a civilian’s life can divorce them entirely from their alter-earth counterparts, should they even have them. the only reason Spiders have counterparts is because Being A Spider is the only thing that allows you to have an actual reflection of yourself in a different world, because you share the common trait of being a Spider-Hero

[atsumulogy]

NAVIGATION | RULES | ASK BOX

REMINDER: READ RULES BEFORE REQUESTING!

→ GENERAL (VARIOUS + SCENARIOS)

KDRAMA CLICHÉS + HQ BOYS.

WHEN YOUR CO-WORKER CALLS HIMSELF YOUR “WORK HUSBAND”. (OIKAWA, ATSUMU, IWAIZUMI)

HANDS + HQ BOYS.

→ FICS

SERIES OF SPIDER-MAN!KUROO AU MOMENTS.

synopsis: a collection of spider-man!kuroo au moments with you as his very own mj / gwen stacy.

WHO’S DADDY? PRANK WITH YOUR DAUGHTER FEAT. DAD!ATSUMU.

synopsis: dad!atsumu and uncle!osamu play a little harmless prank on your daughter in which they confuse her on who’s her actual daddy.

→ DRABBLE + BLURBS

WHEN I DIE. (ATSUMU)

→ SMAU / FAKE TEXTS

WHEN YOU CALL HIM “DUDE / BRO”. (SUNA, OIKAWA, TSUKISHIMA)

ASKING YOUR BOYFRIEND TO BACK YOU UP IN A FIGHT. (OIKAWA, OSAMU)

THANKING HIM FOR FLOWERS HE DIDN’T SEND PRANK. (OIKAWA, TSUKISHIMA, ATSUMU)

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