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BNHA ep 150 promo sketch by Hinari

hii! i just saw the mha men as girl dads thing and it was so cute😭😭🥹

could i request the same concept except maybe they’ve returned from patrol very late at night and saw their little baby asleep (or awake, take your pick✨) at the front door waiting for them?

thank you 🩷

SYNOPSIS. returning to find their child waiting for them.

TAGS. dabi, tamaki, mirio x reader, established relationship, fluff, mentions of blood, burns and scars.

NOTES. hello hello! i’m so glad you enjoyed it 😭 your request made my heart flutter and i really enjoyed writing this (baby fever was seriously activated) <3

dabi:

— He’s drenched in rainwater, another’s blood and decorated with a couple of new slashes. None too deep, but still ones to be cautious of. He steps through the front door with a groan, and considering it’s 3am, he’s surprised to find the hallway light still on. When he hears a soft snore, his heart skips a beat and he tenses, only to glance over at the bottom of the stairs to find his three-year-old son dozed off.

— Dabi takes a moment to process the preciousness of the moment, the stinging from his scars barely felt amongst the warmth in his chest. He smiles faintly, a very subtle expression, kicks his boots off on the doormat and picks the boy up. “You idiot. You know I don’t come home until late,” Dabi mumbles, huffing out a sigh. He could’ve caught a cold like this, or have a sore neck from his sleeping position.

— “You’re here,” you whisper from the top of the stairs. Dabi’s gaze is quick to find your face, admiring your disheveled hair, tired eyes and sleep attire. “He insisted he’d welcome his Dad home from his mission. He’s been down there all night,” you chuckle softly, heart fluttering when Dabi ascends the stairs and presses a kiss to your neck, wrapping his free arm around you. You take note of the blood on his arm and give him a look of annoyance, one he knows to acknowledge by heading into the bathroom for you to patch him up.

tamaki:

— It’s almost midnight when Tamaki comes home. The second he walks in, he's quick to lock the door behind him carefully. He’s panting from exertion but evidently calmer now that he's home, carefully pulling his shoes off just as he hears a small, sleepy whine. He looks over to the coat rack by the door to find his two-year-old daughter sleeping under it. However, from the sound of the door locking, she’s already starting to flutter her eyes open.

— “Papa!” she gasps once her vision focuses. She scrambles to her feet, almost tripping as she dashes towards him and jumps into his embrace. He’s quick to catch her and hold her tight with a small gasp, hesitant from all the blood on his hero suit. “Hey, what are you doing up so late?” he whispers, patting her back. “Where’s mama?” His daughter goes into a long rant about how you're already asleep and how she's been waiting for over three hours, sitting by the door with her snacks beside her.

— Tamaki lets out a breathy laugh, ruffling her hair. "Determined to welcome me?" She nods frantically. "Well now that you have, I think we need to get you to bed." But by the time he says that, she's already asleep, head resting on his chest and her sleepy whines starting up again. Tamaki smiles contently, rubbing her back as he walks up the stairs, into your room and places his daughter down to sleep before getting ready for bed himself.

mirio:

— It's not too late when Mirio returns, about 10PM, but he's still careful when locking the door and pulling his shoes off. He makes his way into the kitchen to wash his hands, only to see you and his daughter sat at the dining table, anxious expressions painting your faces (or however anxious of an expression a five-month-old can muster). The moment he steps foot into the kitchen, you notice him, holding your daughter in your embrace as you speed-walk towards him.

— "Oh my God, love, are you alright? Who's blood is that?" Your brow is furrowed as your run your hands along his chest, his abdomen, and up to his neck. Mirio tenses at the intimate contact, flushing a light pink, but he quickly assures you that "I'm a-okay, sweetie. This blood isn't mine, some low-level villain got in my way last minute, so this is just the result," he laughs softly. His daughter squeals and coos, reaching for her father. Mirio wipes the blood off his chest before snatching her into his arms and spinning her around, their giggles filling the air.

— She starts to tug on and play with his cape, wrapping it around herself in an attempt to play hide-and-seek. Mirio indulges her and, while she's in his arms, starts running around in a mocking attempt of trying to look for her. You exhale at the sight, relief filling your chest to see his usual demeanour. Your daughter refused to sleep until she saw the beaming face of her father, and now that she had, she still didn't seem like she was going to sleep any time soon.

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𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𓊔 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐔 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 !! just some fluff at the beach. <3 📃 gn! reader! loved writing this :]

“i think this is a good place to set our stuff down,” you smiled beneath your sunhat, “it’s away from most people, like you wanted!”

tamaki nodded, smiling with you. he set down the cooler and umbrellas as you unpacked your own load. “thank you.”

“it’s no problem, really. though…” you gave him a once over, tamaki already predicting your words. “i’m still a liiittle disappointed that you decided to wear a swim shirt.” you gave him a teasing grin.

he playfully rolled his eyes, retorting with an: “it’s too embarrassing…” as a response.

you finished setting everything up, looking towards his direction before saying, “last one to the ocean gets to get bombarded with water!” changing into a fast sprint as he was caught temporarily off guard. to slow him down, you shot a very minimized attack from your quirk that would do no damage as you reached the cool water, a stark contrast to the heat from the sand that felt as if it were scorching your feet.

immediately, you forced yourself to submerge into the water as you used force to propel the ocean at your target. tamaki made a noise that was half surprise and half laughter as your attack hit like a wave.

he could hear your charming giggling fit as he recovered; bringing him to come in with you as he activated his quirk. tentacles grew from his fingers as he smacked them against the surface of the water, splashing it everywhere (but mostly on you). you should’ve denied him eating the takoyaki in the car ride coming here.

a full out battlefield is what anyone passing by would see— which, thank goodness, was no one at all. you really did find a good secluded place to stay at.

and after it all, after the two of you felt enough salt was embedded into your bloodstreams, he swiftly took you underwater. his arms were placed comfortingly around you, both of your faces close in proximity.

and at the same time, you both closed the gap for a short but loving kiss.

when you emerged above the seawater with him equally in your arms, you softly laughed.

“you taste like salt!”

TW: Violence, blood

What if B-127 was a little more annoying, and talked a little bit too much?

Part 2 of the "Mute B-127 AU", where I torture our little boy because he didn't get enough attention in the movie :3

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the girls looks so gorgeous in the new chapter