ROOKIE DAD MISTAKES Mistakes They Make As A First-time Dad.

ROOKIE DAD MISTAKES — mistakes they make as a first-time dad.

𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅. nobody said parenting was easy and nobody ever warned them of these slips ups.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. bakugo katsuki x reader, kirishima eijiro x reader, shinso hitoshi x reader, todoroki shoto x reader, midoriya izuku x reader (SEPARATELY)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. no gender is specified (maybe a little in shinsou's and kirishima's), a lil angst in Kirishima's section, crack, fluff

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈,

STANDING IN FRONT OF THE "SPLASH ZONE:"

bakugo learns very rapidly that standing in the "splash zone" also speaks to baby girls and not just baby boys in a very unpleasant way.

he begins his traditional manner to set up for changing a diaper but with more acceleration than usual since he was already a tiny bit late for a meeting. While you offered to do it to let him free, he denied it. Messily, he loosened the diaper's seal around his little Katsumi's waist while rummaging for some fresher ones and wipes.

and just as he was doing relatively well, his baby looked at him with the most innocent look and peed on his white button-up and tie. It's safe to say he never got to that meeting.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈,

SPIT UP'S:

do you know how wives say that they wish their husbands could listen to them more? that's you. You've told repeatedly shinso not to bounce the baby promptly after she was finished feeding after your own experience, and of course, he never listened, so as a result of that, you decided you'd rather allow him to learn from his mistakes.

so right after nurturing his seven-month-old, shinso wipes her mouth first with her bib then released her from the confinements of her highchair. He sat her up in his arms and began to bounce her unconsciously while cleaning the art painted on her tray. When he finishes, he just glances at her broad e/c eyes —the matching hue as yours— and she stares up at him before puking on his shoulder.

𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎,

EXPECTANCY OF BECOMING A SUPER-DAD:

from the moment you told kirishima that you were pregnant, he committed himself to becoming the perfect dad but did not discern that that concept was mythical, especially when he specializes as a pro-hero where his time is reduced. Slowly, he begins to descend for not arriving in time when you went into labor because someone was stuck underneath a truck or not witnessing his son's first breath since gunshots ranged out by a convenient club.

so, when he finally arrives —about an hour later— he apologizes, to both of you and you tell him that there are just some things he can't control and that's not his fault. Still not convinced by your words, you allow him to hold kenchi and told him to look at him if he was disappointed. There was not an ounce of disappointment in his eyes but rather replaced with drowsiness from being placed in his father’s arms as his eyes narrowed then finally dropped close.

he sobbed.

𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔,

LETTING YOUR BABY WATCH VIDEOS UNSUPERVISED:

midoriya realizes that it takes merely three minutes for his toddler to take 176 impoverished pictures of himself, delete important files, and text "hsbdyomenhs44%" to bakugo.

he decided why not a little screen time while he cooks dinner before you arrive home, so he puts on an All Might compilations in hopes his child would grow up to adore All Might as he'd. Positioning his toddler in his playpen, he places ingredients in the crockpot that takes about two hours to cook before he goes to check up on Daiki. Later approaching the playpen, he realizes that setting a two-year-old alone with his phone wasn't be the best idea after witnessing his son watching a music video consisting of guns and women's nodding asses.

(unrelated note, I was inspired by this funny tik tok 😭)

𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎,

POKING A SLEEPING BABY:

todoroki frets over everything. Rather if his son is sneezing or giggling, he has the suspicion that everything is trying to strike his baby.

He spends his time hanging around the crib his entire maternity leave making sure his son is still living. Once, and only once, he felt like his son wasn't breathing, so in conclusion, he began to panic and poke around to check for movement. You both didn't get any sleep that night.

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I BET YOU'RE CUTE TOO! 🥺

Kirishima listens to early TLC songs while he's cooking. He listens to "Creep," "No Scrubs," and especially "Waterfall" either with his black wired earbuds or just completely blasting it off on his Bluetooth speaker.

Like, the imagery comes across so hot to me... He'd be in the kitchen stewing some soul food; maybe collard greens and fried chicken while glittering beneath the lantern of the range hood from the heat of cooking. When you come downstairs from your premature nap, you walk into a pleasant-smelling kitchen with your favorite himbo mumbling something of "don't go chasing waterfalls..."

Katsuki burps then blows it on your face 🙁

what fandoms should I start writing in or get into??

a/n📓: I seriously can't get mascot!kirishima outta my head

𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅. your boyfriend is on the football team. Your boy-crazed best friend is desperate to know who he is and what position he plays.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. mascot!kirishima x reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. no quirks au/high school football au, no gender revealed, fluff

"—Y/n, you said that your boyfriend's on the team, right?"

Hikotori's unexpected grating voice makes your entire body feel like it's being squeezed for a spilled moment. You huddled tighter into the frosted, metal panel from the bleachers to give you a little space from her. "Huh?"

"I asked if your boyfriend was on the team," gray air escaped from her mouth when she mumbles from beneath her yellow scarf, "but you never told us who. Which one? is it Bakugo Katsuki?"

You took a glance down at the runner-back with blonde hair sticking out of the cavity of his blue helmet. He propelled his way towards the opposite side of the field, toppling the protestors that clung to him. You cuddled your coat closer into you, unsure whether or not it was from him or a brush of cold air.

"No, he's too aggressive." The referee blows his whistle that catches the player's attention. He just only has to lift one arm in a sealed fist for all hell to let loose.

"Too aggressive? So, what about Sero— Or Denki? It takes a minute to light a fire under their asses." She speaks.

Your eyes don't leave the scene unfolding but you eye how the two wide receivers, lanky and all, try to aim to prevent a man who's built like a bull from chancing to berate the referee, shouting something amongst the lines of, "how the hell was that a foul— I didn't touch him!" while the poor referee whistles his lungs out. It's a mess.

"Mm-em," you shook your head.

"Then who is it? Midoriya?" she sighed, surrendering. "He's cute but isn't he dating that girl in graphic designs?"

You don't even give the green-haired boy a single glimpse. Your attention is arrested by your school mascot parading to the music concerning your school's band, unbeknownst to the chaos happening behind him. "Nope."

Your school mascot is a red bear with a round head and round ears. His name is Gnarl, Gnarl the Blushing Bear. He has two black dots as his eyes and a cute cat-like smile. He had only a large striped blue and white jersey that had a design that looked like an "A" displaced in the middle. This was a gloss for innocent. The rest of his body, however, is decked out of stuffed muscles to give it a "don't-fuck-with-me-or-my-crew" kind of vibe. It wasn't the bear that controlled your thoughts, however, it was the man inside it.

"Nope as in, I'm not dating him OR he's not dating Uruaka?"

You let Hikotori's words be left in the air, ignoring her frantic pleads for the rest of the tournament.

When the game expired with UA devouring Shiketsu High School in points. You don't waste a moment on it though, hustling gingerly down the aluminum steps so Hikotori couldn't notice you while she talked to her other friends. While the team is rejoicing, you take a shift into the boy's locker room. The room is empty until an enormous silhouette cast's upon you. "You shouldn't be in here," the voice announced.

You turn around his a big grin. Gnarl the bear decapitates himself, but what comes after he was beheaded is a beautiful red-haired man inside it. Kirishima is so saturated in sweat that even his signature hairstyle remains nearly unrecognizable, but with his face being red, he sports a sharp grin from ear to ear that you can identify.

You walk up to him, "you did good today," you say, planting your hands on his shoulders, "why aren't you celebrating with them?"

He shrugs, "I knew we were gonna win anyway, plus it's so fervent in this suit."

You smiled then leaned in for a kiss. Sure, it might've left a flavor of salt on your lips, but did it matter? Not really, you think.

You just love your boyfriend.