Hyunsvngbinimas 2023!

Can I request making Hyunjin come for the first time (it can be in any way) 👀

here u go bby ;)

contains. lots of smut, whiney hyunjin, handjob, moaning, pet names.

“Does it— Does it feel good, Hyune?” you asked breathlessly before wetting your lips with your tongue, which felt extremely dry due to how much you’d been panting for what felt like hours on end, sinking your teeth in your bottom lip when your boyfriend let out a deep moan right next to your ear and slightly moved the arm he’d draped over your shoulders to squeeze your bicep with his hand.

You gulped and looked up at him, your hot breath hitting the crook of his neck making him shiver and look down at you, his glossy eyes full of lust penetrating yours as your fist moved up and down his length, the wet noises causing your own arousal to accumulate in the pit of your stomach, “It— It feels so good— shit! Too good, angel—” he stuttered out, hips bucking upwards as his eyes rolled to the back of his head the moment your fist picked up its pace and you snuggled closer to his side, the arm he had around you pulling you impossibly closer to him as his other hand rested on his clothed thigh, no longer needing to guide you on how to handle his cock, “You’r— e fucking amazi— nngh!” he moaned out.

“H—Hyune…” you whimpered, running your thumb over his slit and collecting some of his precum between your fingers to spread it over his length, just like he’d told you to do a couple of minutes before. He let out a trembling sigh when you rested your head once again on his shoulder and sweetly sucked on his sweaty neck in hopes of leaving a hickey, never once stopping your fist from going up and down his dick.

He ran a shaky hand through your hair, admiring with a small, proud smile how quickly you’d learned how to take care of his downstairs partner, how cute your small hand looked wrapped around his cock and how much you seemed to be enjoying it by your quiet whines and your constant rubbing of thighs in search of friction.

He chewed on his bottom lip as he rested his head on yours, his back now sinking in the backrest of the couch you were sat on, his half-lidded eyes watching how your fingers played with him, expertly even, which made the high he'd so desperately been trying to hold back from releasing bubble back up. Hyunjin squeezed his eyes shut and frowned— he didn't want to come this quick, he didn't want it to end this soon; though, your next action threw all his resolutions down the drain when you caused him to unexpectedly blow his load in your hand like an teenager, his cheeks flushing red when he realized all it took was hearing you mumble out a quiet “Oh, it’s… salty?” as you loudly sucked on your finger pad covered with his cum.

© SVNGIEM, 2023.

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He gets ✨️baby✨️ fever

Hyung line

Maknae line

Swears baby pics (ladies hide your overies) crack fluff general cuteness good dad vibes

Nothing within reflects anyone or anything irl. Pics off pinterest.

BangChan

Lee Know

Changbin

Hyunjin

General Taglist @stellasays45 @beebee18 @weird-bookworm @velvetmoonlght

The Sleepwear Series

OT8, 8/8 completed

Masterlist

An 8 part anthology series of Stray Kids and their S/O's chaotic night time routines.

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, fluff, more to be determined in specific chapters

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Bang Chan; steady streams

Sometimes, the dead of night is the only time you get him all for yourself.

Lee Minho; show, don't tell

He doesn't mind others looking, as long as it's not too closely.

Seo Changbin; left field

So many hints dropped, so little of them picked up.

Hwang Hyunjin; only lovers left alive

Fortunately, in this bedroom, no one else exists.

Han Jisung; start of the movie

Everything with him feels so fast, but so right.

Lee Felix; hershey kisses

Sugar, spice, and everything nice. And a little salty.

Kim Seungmin; lay me down gently

No one understands him the way you do, and he can't help the things you make him feel.

Yang Jeongin; blue dream

At least he knows you're always thinking of him the way he thinks of you.

This is so good omg

chapter twenty four: dumplings

previous chapter • master list • next chapter

summary: a social media au where culinary college student lee felix stumbles across a local bakery worker that catches his eye. what challenges will they face once that same bakery worker slips felix their number in a box of a dozen cupcakes?

[ tag list: @pumkiinpasties | @allystyles1 | @chanjaybahiyyihjamie | @leiluvs | @milkybonya | @skzphile | @skzooo | @delightfulpeacetaco ; please let me know if you would like to be added ! ]

ೀ⋆ ARGUMENT WITH BF!SKZ — ( texts 💬 )

𓄴 ⋆ when your boyfriend has been constantly making you feel left out so you finally confront them about it ! ꒰ 𝓹airing ꒱ ˒˓ maknae line x f!reader 𓂅 𝓰enre/𝓽ags. smau, ANGST, mild cursing, arguing, hurt no comfort (oops), mentions of breaking up, why did i get so mad while making these as if it’s actually happening sjjdjs 😭

hyung line ver is here !

[ 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆. ] — yayyy maknae ver. complete !! also i’m going to make an eventual part 2 of these since it was so highly requested, lmk if you wish to be tagged in the next parts <3

🏷️: @lixies-favorite-cookie @justwonder113

😕I don’t know how much I’ll be able to help with the panic attacks, sorry, but getting a chair would definitely help. And if you want, or if you can, there are medications for panic attacks that help quite a bit, I have really bad anxiety so I have some🙂, and I’m pretty sure you can go to the doctor and they’ll either prescribe something or send you to someone who can! There are also fidget toys that I have to help lessen my anxiety if you think something like that might help? I hope this helps, even just a little☺️

Hey! I actually used to get SUPER dizzy all the time, both in the and out of the shower. I’ve had to see a lot of doctors over the years and finally figured out I have something called POTS. I’m not sure you have it but, of course, drink lots of water, especially before a shower, eat protein, and make sure you add salt to your diet(if you can). You also might want to get a stool or something for your shower. I hope this helps!☺️

i have anxiety when it comes to showering/anything where i have to close my eyes so i'm thinking i might actually just like....be having a panic attack each time? but my mom said i should get a chair especially since my legs don't work as much as they used to :(

shy reader who wants to give felix a blow job but can’t confess it. he teases for a bit but guides her into giving her first ever bj. i need this to go off the outfit he was wearing in the recent skz talker. tight black turtle neck lix.

Warning: smut below! mdni.

Felix’s slender fingers toy with the lens of his new camera, rotating two notches to the right as he brings it up to his face again.

“I dunno why it’s not zooming properly,” he says, his thick Australian accent sounding more prominent amidst his frustration. “It gets all blurry.”

You watch him curiously from where you’re sitting on the floor, your legs crossed as you scroll on your phone, chuckling softly at his attempts to snap another photo. Aim, rotate, click.

“See! This looks nothing like the ones I took yesterday.”

“Let me try,” you say, setting your phone down on the floor beside you and reaching a hand out. He places the camera in your two hands, resetting the knob back to its original position before loosening his grasp.

“Careful, it’s heavy”, Felix warns, watching closely as you bring it up to your own face and squeeze one eye shut. You point the camera up at him, and Felix holds out a peace sign while you snap a few photos of him.

“Cute,”‘you say, observing the photos and admiring the way his tight black turtleneck hugs his body so nicely.

“Let me see,” he replies with a smile, taking the camera from you and sitting on the wooden bench at the edge of your hotel bed to scroll through the photos.

When you turn to look up at him, you realize how close he is to you, his hips almost next to your face as his legs spread lazily on either side of him. His outfit is particularly distracting today, his toned abs peeking through a thin fitted black turtleneck, coupled nicely with a dark blue pair of jeans. When he leans back to rest his weight on one arm, his shirt lifts up a little bit, exposing a thin strip of skin above his waistband. He shifts a little bit in his spot, and your gaze skims over his crotch momentarily, the outline of his bulge visible through the sculpted jeans.

“These are nice,” he says, “but why does it only work when you do it?”

You swallow nervously, your mind admittedly wandering to places it shouldn’t be, as he sits here innocently indulging in his hobby beside you.

“I dunno,” you reply, averting his gaze briefly.

Felix takes notice of the change in your demeanor, furrowing his brows together as you turn your attention back to your phone.

“You can try again, if you want,” he offers, fearing you took offense to something he said.

“No, that’s okay,” you reply quietly, desperately scrolling through your social media in an attempt to look preoccupied.

“Seriously,” he says, now standing up from the bench to move in front of you. “You’re better than me, anyway. Have at it.”

You swallow nervously when you look up, well aware of the way his crotch is right in front of your face now, his jeans almost grazing your face as he towers over you. Felix looks down on you with a gentle smile, one hand reaching down to thread through your hair and tuck a strand of hair behind you ear.

“What is it?” He asks.

“Nothing, it’s fine.”

“Tell me,” Felix says again, now moving his other hand to tilt your chin up. Your eyes are wide, curious with lust now as his bulge hovers over you from this proximity.

You want to ask him- so badly, but you’re nervous about being so straightforward with him. He somehow looks so tantalizing today- the outline of his cock practically visible from every angle, his knit black turtleneck rising up to flaunt a subtle v-line whenever he holds up his camera. The simple, yet elegant outfit exudes sex, and you’re itching to see him underneath- or rather, to taste him.

Without uttering a word, you bring your chin forward just an inch, resting it just below his groin and staring up at him with silently pleading eyes. When he gasps a little, you press one small kiss to the bulge of his jeans, pulling away to gauge his reaction. Felix’s eyes look wide with curiosity, the little action already arousing him through his jeans, but surprising him nonetheless.

“If you’re trying to tease me, it’s working,” he says with a nervous chuckle.

You don’t respond, your eyes flickering down to his jeans and back to his face, hoping the action will signify what it is that you want so badly. He glances down at your expression, observing the way you now sit up on your knees, scanning his outfit from head to toe.

“Is it… that you want to have sex?” Felix inquires bluntly with a chuckle. His words ring somewhat true, but truthfully, you want to pleasure him. It’s something the two of you have never engaged in before, all of your sexually intimate moments always involving a bed, and having enough time to equally undress and finish together. The two of you aren’t partial to quick bouts of pleasure, but seeing him loom over you like this, you’re eager to try.

“I want… to taste you,” you say finally, heartbeat quickening the minute the words leave your lips.

Felix pauses in his tracks, finally understanding what you’re asking for, and then a smile grows on his face.

“You want to suck me off?” He says, a breathy laugh emitting from his lips as he speaks. “Is that what you’re so hot and bothered about?”

You nod sheepishly, still keeping your gaze on him as he looks down.

“Yeah?” Felix says, his fingers tangling in your scalp again and pushing your hair out of your face.

“You could’ve just asked,” he says in a teasing tone. “You don’t have to feel so embarrassed.” He sounds amused, almost dumbfounded at the proposal.

Your cheeks flush a dark shade of pink as you begin to feel regretful for asking- it’s uncharacteristic of you to say it out loud like this, much less engage in an act that you’ve always felt seemed so degrading. But you still do want to, a little unsure of how to go about it.

“Hey,” Felix says, tilting your chin up to look at him. “I’ll guide you if you really want to do it, yeah?”

You nod up at him, relieved that he’s agreed to help walk you through it without you needing to ask him. He caresses your cheek lovingly with his thumb, snaking one hand down to undo his belt buckle, sliding it out of his belt loops in one quick motion and tossing it on the bed.

“Are you comfortable?” He asks, and you shift a little so that you’re sitting comfortably on your knees.

“Mhm,” you reply, waiting for his next instruction.

Felix unzips his jeans slowly, pulling them down so that they pool around his ankles, already visibly hard against his boxers. You’ve seen his cock plenty of times, but somehow, this being the first time you get to taste him, you’re admittedly a little nervous. You reach up to palm him gently over his boxers, earning a soft moan from him as he positions himself a little closer to you.

“You want to take them off?” Felix asks, cocking his head at the way you stare up at him with wide, lustful eyes. You nod up at him, your heartbeat quickening a little as he waits for you to proceed.

And in slow movements, you reach up to graze your fingers along his waistband, tugging over his now-hard bulge and freeing his erection. His cock swells against his abdomen, looking almost different to you from this new angle- his veiny length protrudes straight in front of you, the pink tip of his cock glistening with anticipation as you bring your face a little closer.

Felix smiles at your hesitation, bringing his own hand to the base of his cock and pumping gently over you as you watch in wonder. The same hand reaches out to your face, grazing your lips gently before cupping below your chin.

“Spit for me,” he orders, and you swirl your tongue around your mouth, gathering a generous wad of saliva between your lips before trickling a stream down into his hand.

Felix brings his hand back to his cock, laying his palm flat against the tip of his cock and coating himself generously in your spit before moving back down to the base.

He whimpers at the contact, doing his best to save the pleasurable parts for your mouth only.

You watch intently as he pumps himself a few more times again, his cock now glistening in saliva and making a light sloshing noise as he works his length. When he’s wet enough, involuntary whimpers escaping his lips with every stroke, he stops at the base again, looking down at you.

“You still okay to do this?” Felix asks, and you nod affirmatively.

His free hand finds its way to the back of your head, softly massaging your scalp in encouragement as he brings his cock to your lips.

“If you want to stop, just give me a little squeeze, okay?”

You nod again, blinking a few times as he now taps the pink tip of his cock against your lips. His flesh feels hypnotic against you, almost pleading for entrance as he trails a coat of your own saliva back onto your lips. You part your lips for him, holding eye contact, as he finally guides his cock inside your mouth and slides in with gentle movements. You wrap your lips around his girth, moaning softly around his cock as you feel him hit the back of your throat.

Tears prick your eyes at the sensation, and your mouth dribbles with drool, Felix using his thumb to wipe the corners of your mouth clean and tangle back in your hair. It’s your turn to grasp the base of his cock, holding him just firmly enough to steady yourself, and then you start moving. Your head bobs down his length, swirling your tongue generously around his tip, and then back up again, where your moans vibrate around him. You repeat the action a few times, Felix’s eyebrows arching up in pleasure as he takes in the filthy sight, his entire cock disappearing into your mouth with every move.

“Fuck, yeah baby just like that,” he breathes out, hardly even needing to guide you anymore. His hands steady themselves on the back of your head, where he pulls up your hair into a makeshift ponytail, caressing strands behind your ears and shutting his eyes in pleasure.

“Mmh-” you whimper around him, pulling back to his tip to utter something between drooly lips.

“I love it,” you breathe, trailing your wetted lips around the side of his shaft, where you press drooly little kisses along his flesh before taking him back into your mouth.

Felix feels like he could cum any minute at the sound of you, your lewd moans and sloshing noises as you work him so skillfully, the sight of your fucked-out face so needy for his cock instilling a pure state of euphoria in him. But he holds off, wanting to make the moment last as long as possible, because he can tell you’re getting equally as pleasured by this, too. Beads of sweat form on Felix’s forehead as he looks down at you, his blonde tresses falling into his eyes and caressing the collar of his ebony turtleneck. His once put-together appearance looks completely disheveled now, face flushed a dark shade of red as he pants heavily over you.

“Ah- baby, will you touch my-”

You don’t have to hear him finish his request before obliging, reaching a hand up to caress his balls in your palm and massage them at the same time you work him in your mouth. Felix moans fervently at the sensation, a stream of drool dribbling from the corners of his lips too, as his breathing grows ragged with pleasure.

“God, you take me so well,” he breathes out, moving your face down his length and gently fucking your face with his hips. “You’re so good,” he says, shutting his eyes as he feels his cock pulsate between your lips, desperate for release now.

Your mascara is pooled below your eyes now, eyelashes fluttering up at him innocently as he fucks your face a little faster.

“Is this okay?” Felix asks, his voice coming out shaky. You nod with him in your mouth, pleased with the way he’s completely losing himself around you.

Felix throws his head back in bliss as he feels you swirl your tongue down his base, giving kitten licks to the underside of his shaft and his balls, before maneuvering to his tip again and showering him in wet, drooly kisses. He tastes a little salty, but the flavor is intoxicating on your tongue, a reminder that it’s your boyfriend fucking your mouth and filling your mouth remnants of him. Sucking him makes you hungrier for him, eager to watch his reactions with every move and feel him hit every inch of your throat.

You pull off of him entirely, releasing him with a gentle pop, and shooting him an amused smile when he looks down at you, almost trembling.

“Don’t stop,” Felix says, his eyebrows furrowed together in pleasure as he guides your face close to him, silently begging to feel you around his length again. You chuckle lightly at his reaction, feeling confident in how you’ve taken the reins after having him guide you so sweetly.

You don’t deny him the pleasure for another second, trailing his aching tip over your lips and delivering little kisses before taking him in your mouth again, gagging lightly when he hits the back of your throat.

“Do it again,” Felix says, massaging the back of your head and guiding you even lower. “Gag on it for me, baby, yeah? Feels so fucking good when you do that.”

And you obey his commands, spit bubbling in the back of your throat and around your lips as you struggle to keep him inside, his tip almost brushing against your uvula and making you wince in brief discomfort. But you feel his abdomen contract once against you, his cock twitching in pleasure, and you can tell he’s close.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Felix says, pulling back a little to let you breathe.

“You want me to finish in your mouth? Or on your pretty face?”

You take him a bit deeper, answering his question by swirling your tongue around him once, earning a deep moan from him.

Felix grips your hair in both hands, holding it out of your face as he gives shallow thrusts.

“Gonna cum,” he says in between labored breaths, his eyes shut in pleasure.

And gives one more thrust, pulling out halfway to rest his hardened cock on your tongue as you moan around his girth, gasping lightly when you feel him shoot ropes of his milky white release all over your tongue. He lets out a series of moans as he does, reaching one hand up to the base of his cock to pump the remainder, a few remnants falling onto your lips and your cheek. You shut your eyes instinctively, smiling a little when you feel him finish on you, the sensation feeling simultaneously so filthy and delightful at the same time. Felix pulls out of you slowly, watching with hooded eyes as he slows his breaths and looks down at you.

“You don’t have to swallow,” he says, visibly concerned as you smack your lips together lightly and relish in the flavor of his arousal.

But somehow his words feel like encouragement, and you shudder a little as you slide your tongue to the back of your throat, swallowing his release with a loud gulping noise and wiping your chin clean.

Felix chuckles in disbelief, in awe at this new side of you he’s never experienced.

“Wow,” he breathes out, helping you off the floor and steadying your balance as he wraps his arms around your waist.

“You’re amazing, you know that?”

He rubs his thumb across your cheek soothingly, leaning down to press a series of tender kisses to your still-wet lips as he smiles against you. Felix’s heartbeat steadies in rhythm with yours as you stay like that for a moment, wrapped in each other's warm embrace.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers, holding you close. “You’re beautiful, and you drive me absolutely crazy.”

So cute😭

I LOVE ur blog SO MUCH!!!

Thanku fr Writing amazing hcs!! Keep it up!!!

If you don't mind...

(Kuroko no baske)

Thanku so much!! Lots of love xoxo

(reader insert may not be necessary!😉)

Awwww!! Thank you!! I’m glad you enjoy and appreciate them ( ´ω` ). Went a little off the rails with this as I was feeling inspired and did full scenarios. I hope that’s ok!

GOM Boys + Sending their kids to school (prompt)

Akashi

“Why don’t you want to go to school?” Akashi asked, holding his son’s hand, as they arrived at the building.

His son, looking positively adorable in his little blazer & tie, looked up at him with big, bright, golden eyes before looking back down. “I don’t want to go.” He repeated quietly. “It’s scary.”

“Scary? How is it scary?” Akashi asked. “You were fine when we did the tour the other day. It’s just like that.”

“But you won’t be with me Papa.” He replied in a soft voice. Worrying his bottom lip and eyes starting to get very wet. “I’ll be all alone.”

Akashi sighed as his son began to sniffle and knelt down in front of him. “Stop crying. Akashi men don’t cry over things like this.” He pulled out his handkerchief to clean the few tears that had fallen. His son giving a small hiccup as he stopped crying. Then Akashi smiled at him. “You won’t be alone. You’ll have a whole room of classmates to keep you company. I was like you when I was little. I was scared I wouldn’t make any friends, or that the other students would hate me. But that didn’t happen. I made friends. I got to spend time with people outside of the house. Uncle Kuroko and Mama were all people I met at school. Don’t you want to make friends like that?”

His son beamed and nodded once before looping his arms around Akashi’s neck to hug him. They then finish walking into school and dropping him off at class. He then walked back to his car alone. Sliding into the back seat when the driver opened the door for him.

“Shall we head to the office now sir?”

“In a minute,” Akashi replied. Leaning back in his seat to rest his head back against the rich leather. A hand over his eyes. “Circle the block a few times. I don’t want to leave them alone just yet.”

Aomine

“Hn? You don’t want to go to school now?” Aomine asked as son stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. Digging his heels in about not wanting to take one step further. “But you have to go to school.”

“No I don’t! And you can’t make me!” The mini-Aomine yelled back. His father sighed.

“Yes, you do. It’s the law and, I would know, I’m a cop.” He pointed his thumb to himself, wearing his uniform, as this was supposed to be a quick drop off before he went in for his shift. “Do you want me to arrest you on your first day of school?”

“You wouldn’t do that!” The little boy replied. All bravado like his father, before his shoulders sank and his bottom lip stuck out. “I don’t want to go. School is boring. And what if the kids are mean to me. I’d rather stay home with Daddy….”

Aomine sighed and rubbed the back of his head. He couldn’t really argue with the school being boring part. He hated school when he was a kid, but he had to go. “Listen, Daddy can’t stay home with you today because he has to go to work. And you can’t come to work with me because, if you do, we’ll catch all the bad guys and then what will I do for work the next day.” The mini-Aomine snickered.

Aomine then leaned down to get eye level with his son. “I’m sure the kids will be nice. There’s bound to be one good egg in the bunch. Maybe you can even find someone to play basketball with.” His son’s eyes sparkled at that. “But, if any kids are mean to you, you tell me and I’ll come back and arrest them.” He held out his handcuffs to make a point. “Sound good?”

His son giggled again and told him, “deal!” before they both walk into the school for drop off. Thankfully, no one at the school was arrested that day. School was his son’s new favorite place. At least for now anyway.

Kise

“Are you sure they have to go now? Maybe we could keep them home for another year??”

“Ryo….” His significant other warned as they got their daughter up to the school, each holding one of her hands, for drop off.

“Don’t worry Daddy! I’ll be fine!” The little girl chirped. Practically skipping the whole way there she was so excited.

“Really? Are you sure princess? Because, if you want to start school tomorrow, Daddy would be totally fine with that.”

“Ryouta!”

“No, that’s ok Daddy.” She replied with a big grin. “I want to go and make new friends! I’m excited to show everyone my new dress you got me.” His princess did a little modeling twirl they had practiced, and Kise’s heart broke into a thousand pieces only to be reformed instantly again with love. “I’m gonna go inside now. See you after school!”

“Do you want Daddy to walk you to your classroom?!”

“No!” His daughter called back. Unaware she had just stomped on her father’s newly reformed heart.

“They grow up so fast….”

“Honestly Ryouta.” His s/o said, shaking their head, as they offered him a tissue. “It’s the kids that are usually crying on the first day. Not the parents.”

Kuroko

“Sweetheart….you have to go to school.” Kuroko tried to reason with his daughter, who was holding her backpack and her breath until Kuroko ‘gave up’.

Of course, she couldn’t hold it that long in the end. Her lungs were very small.

She let out a gasp of air, quickly inhaling new breath into her lungs as fast as she could fill them, but still pouted. “Why can’t you be my teacher Papa?!”

“Because,” Kuroko reasoned, as if they haven’t been over this a hundred times, “you need to have someone else be your teacher. It’s not fair to have Papa be your teacher.”

“But it’s not fair that other kids have Papa for their teacher!” She argued back. “I don’t want to go if I can’t see Papa and have to share him….”

Kuroko sighed before offering them a smile. “We’ll still be at the same school. So I’ll see you at lunch time or on the playground. Ms. Himora is really nice too. You’ll like being in her class. I’ve told her all about you and she’s excited to see your drawings.”

His daughter perked up at that. Art and drawing being one of her passions.

She agreed to go, but only on the condition that she wanted to see this other teacher’s art supplies. Ms. Himora of course showed them to her, and let her color the whole afternoon. Kuroko tried not to seem irritated that by the end of the day his little girl was calling her her favorite teacher.

Midorima

“Do you have your notebook?” Midorima asked as he walked his son to school. “Pens? Paper? Pencil?”

“Yes Dad…” His son replied sullenly, walking beside the taller green haired man as they come up to the school. When he saw the brick building, however, he tightened the hold on his hand.

“Hm? What’s wrong?”

“Dad I….I don’t want to go to school.” Midorima gave a surprised ‘hn?’ in response, but his son just looked down. Fidgeting with his glasses. “What if….what if the teacher is scary? What if the other kids don’t like me? What if no one wants to play with me?” The young boy began to spiral and sniffling, thinking about all the things that could go wrong.

His father sighed and knelt down in front of him. “What do we always say?”

“Man proposes, God disposes.”

“Right.” Midorima replied. Not seeming phased by how his life’s motto sound so much less intimidating coming from such a cute, small voice. “We have to do our best to make sure things work out. We can’t worry about what could go wrong. That’s God’s job. We focus on the now.” He pulled a key chain out of his pocket and handed it to his son. “Take today’s lucky item with you. It’ll keep you safe.”

“But Dad! What about you?!”

“I’ll be alright. You just make sure you get to class on time and have a good day.”

His son came home later that afternoon to tell him all about the amazing day he had at his new school. His teacher was nice. His classmates really liked him. They even served his favorite in the cafeteria!

Midorima was happy for his son, and choose not to tell him that he had had the day from hell without his lucky item. From that day forward they each got their own.

Murasakibara

“Eh…? You don’t want to go to school?” Murasakibara looked at his daughter as she shook her head. Scuffing her new shoes on the sidewalk. “How come? You have to give me a good reason to skip your first day.”

“I…I don’t want to go…” She replied softly. His little girl incredibly shy. “What if the other kids make fun of me?” Murasakibara hummed a little. He supposed that was a good reason.

For better or worse, his children had inherited his height. It wasn’t so bad for her older brothers. Being tall was an admirable attribute for boys. For girls though…..well….it just made his angel that much bigger of a target.

“If the kids make fun of you, tell them your dad is even taller and he’ll stick them in a tree and leave them there if they make fun of you.” The little girl giggled, clearly picturing the image, but still didn’t seem convinced to go. Murasakibara knelt down so he wasn’t towering so much over her and patted her head. “School is important. You need to go so you can be smart like you Mom. Not a dumb dumb like your Dad.” He smoothed out her hair from ruffling it. It had taken them a while to get it right, and he didn’t want to ruin it. “But, I’ll be here when you get out today and we’ll go get ice cream as a reward. Our secret.”

His daughter beamed at the promise of ice cream and nodded eagerly. She then went off to school without any complaints. The apple didn’t fall far from the tree. You could get him to do anything for ice cream too.