Note : Swearing in KiriBaku.
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❤️ TodoDeku 💚

Midoriya hums softly, pushing the trolley through the aisles in the supermarket as he assesses each and every item stacked on the shelf, muttering to himself to get the best deal and the cheapest out of all the store had to offer. Spending nearly ten minutes deciding which item to take, whether it be the own store brand or the rather pricey (but worth the extra pennies) branded produce which his daughter preferred. Managing to inherit her fathers rather fussy tastebuds.

Meanwhile, on the other hand, Shoto just grabbed the first item he saw on the shelf, inspected it, making sure it was good enough and to his standards before chucking it into the trolley. Not really caring about how much the thing cost. He was wealthy, after all, he could loosen the purse strings for some premium and gourmet food. He had his dads credit card to spend stuff on, so he'd often choose the most expensive things just to get back at him since making his daughter hate him didn't work out the way he planned.

"Sho! Don't keep throwing random stuff into the trolley!" Izuku scolds as he witness Shoto throw some dog food into the trolley when they didn't even own a pet, "We don't even have a dog!"

"We could do, always have to be prepared for these things, Izuku," Shoto hums, disregarding the thought of saving money and finding bargains (where was the fun in that?), "Who knows? Maybe a dog might come visit, what happens when we can't feed it, huh? We'd be terrible hosts... or we could feed it to my dad, that might be funny,"

"Sho, honey... no," Izuku groans, placing the dog food back into the shelf; smiling brightly toward (Y/n) who held the shopping list in her tiny hands, helping Izuku find what he needed with a happy giggle, "How is (Y/n) more behaved than you are?"

"Well, my mom never took me grocery shopping," Shoto replies shrugging, his eyes widening like saucers at the amount of soba occupying the shelves, his mouth salivating at the sheer sight of his favourite food, "Oh my... is this heaven?"

"Maybe they didn't take you because they'd lose you in the pasta aisle," Izuku scolds, grabbing the cheap ramen from the shelves shaking his head as Shoto whines gently, "We said no treats, we need to eat more healthier, it isn't a good role model for (Y/n),"

"She eats whatever we give her anyway," Shoto says confused, tilting his head as Izuku throws in some spaghetti and alphabet pasta, "Woah! What's that?"

"Your childhood makes me sad, Sho," Izuku hums, kissing the younger males cheek with a smile, "They're alphabet pasta, they're shaped into letters to make it more childish and more appetising for children,"

Shoto nods, following the greenette out of the pasta aisle and to the confectionery aisle, his eyes landing on the countless amounts of chips shaped like little bears, hoops and the sheer number of candy occupying the shelves. It was practically a child's heaven this aisle. Izuku sweat drops, cursing under his breath for even thinking of going down this aisle, making (Y/n) keep her eyes on the list and sound out letters to make sure she didn't see any candy.

Unless he wanted all hell to break loose!

Unfortunately, life wasn't on his side today. His daughter looking up when she heard her father make a sound that could only be distinguished as delight. Her eyes instantly landing on the candy littering the aisles, a huge grin on her face as she dances in the tiny seat the trolley had. Clapping her hands happily.

"Sweets! Sweets!" She squeals, clapping her hands with a giggle, dancing in the chair with a grin, "Candy! I want that one mama!"

"No, sweetie," Izuku pushes out, trying not to let the puppy eyes make him cave, he needed to tell his daughter no from time to time and the amount of candy that Shoto gave her was off the charts (even Enji noted that they should say no from time to time), "Maybe another time, okay?"

"B — but... I... I want candy..." she whines, looking up at Izuku with her big round (e/c) eyes, making them wider than normal, giving the greenette the dreaded puppy eyes making him groan, "P — pretty please, mama..."

"Sweetie, I said no," Izuku replies, pushing the trolley forward, trying to ignore the whines and whimpers leaving his daughter, tearing him apart inside, "I'm sorry,"

"Daddy... I — I want candy... pretty please," she says, resorting to asking Shoto instead, the dual quirked male stopping in his tracks as Izuku stares at him, "Please! I'm a good girl..."

"Your mama said no," Shoto replies kissing her forehead but gasps as she pulls his hair with a scream, "(Y/n), let go,"

"No! No! I want candy!" (Y/n) screams, bashing her fists against the trolley and kicking her legs about as she cries and throws her small body around in the small space of the trolley, "I hate you! I want candy! Now!"

"(Y — Y/n)... please..." Izuku hushes, trying to quell his daughters screaming but groans as she replies with a wail, throwing the pen and list to the floor, "Shh, sweetie, please,"

People were beginning to look at them. Izuku feeling so small with the sheer amount of eyes on the little family. Some of them were sympathetic, that sickly look of sympathy that made Izuku want to punch their faces in. Some of the in disappointment that he couldn't control his daughter. Some angry since they just wanted to shop in peace.

Izuku can't control how his daughter reacts! Why didn't people understand that?

Meanwhile, Shoto stood shocked. He never dreamed of throwing his weight around in front of his parents, let alone his father. If he ever did, he knew his father wouldn't take it lightly. But there she was, punching the trolley handle and Izuku's hands, kicking her legs about as her face scrunches up and screams to high heavens to get her way. If anything, it scared him.

"Aww, it's okay," A woman says, sending the young parents a small smile laced with sick sympathy, "You'll get there eventually, don't let her win,"

Izuku wanted to punch her face in so badly. She would have let Kacchan blow her up if he could. Shoto stares at the woman, irritated. Who in their right mind would come to them and do that? It's so annoying. Kids have tantrums, they know. This isn't her first one and certainly won't be her last.

"I'll take her outside," Shoto hums, unbuckling the straps holding her in the trolley, pulling the wriggling toddler out and holding her to his chest, "Go to the car or something and let her cool down,"

"That might be best," Izuku groans, biting his lip nervously as people are still staring, "This is so humiliating... they keep staring..."

"Ignore them, she's just having one of her moments," Shoto replies, peppering his daughters face with kisses as she pulls at his hair with a wail, "Come on, missy, let's go outside,"

"No! I want candy!" (Y/n) shrieks as Shoto kisses Izuku's cheek and heads out of the supermarket, growing irritated as people begin to whisper and ends up flipping some people off, "Candy! Now!"

"We said no, (Y/n)," Shoto groans, walking to the car that his father owned, the grandparent already waiting after going shopping for his wife's anniversary present

"What's going on?" Enji asks getting out of the car, taking the squealing toddler off his hands as he looks at her, "Hey, what's all this for?"

"I want candy and daddy said no!" (Y/n) cries, knowing that maybe Enji might give in, burying her face into his shoulder with a sob

"Well, if he said no, you have to listen," Enji says, rubbing her back as Shoto opens the back seat door and gets her action figures out, "Now calm yourself down, you'll get sick. Don't be so silly,"

"B — but..." (Y/n) whimpers, rubbing her tiny fists in her eyes to wipe the tears away, "I — I... want..."

"You tired?" Enji asks arching a brow, knowing that the girls possibly tired herself out, "Come on, you can nap in the car while we wait for your mother,"

"Thank you..." Shoto groans, rubbing his temple as Enji buckles the girl into her car seat, grabbing the blanket from the back and covering her with it as she falls asleep, "That was hard,"

"You never had tantrums as bad as that," Enji hums chuckling, sending his son a smile, "Toya and Natsuo on the other hand,"

"This is so hard," Shoto hums, leaning against Enji who rubs his shoulder gently, "How did you have four? One is surely enough..."

"Children test their parents. She's seeing what she can get away with, it's normal, you're doing a great job, I'm so proud,"...

"Thanks, that means a lot,"...

💛 KamiShin 💜

Denki smiles happily as he watches Shinso push (Y/n) up and down on the swings. The little family having a nice day out at the park to get (Y/n) out of the house and away from all the commotion of Aizawa and Hizashi arguing over the name of their new cat. Watching her squeal and clap her hands happily with a giggle, her legs kicking through the air as she has fun. The electric blonde taking a couple of pictures on his phone, sending them to the little family group chat they had so Hizashi and Shota had their own photos too.

(Y/n), like any child, loved the park! She loved running around, grabbing sticks and making little birdhouses to take home with Hitoshi, sliding down the slide with her hands in the air and her kitty plush would slide down too. The girl loved the outside.

Denki smiles gently as Hitoshi pulls the swing to a complete stop, lifting the toddler out of the swing before laughing as the girl races to the slide with her kitty plush close to her chest. The violet haired male hugging Denki from behind as they watch their daughter blow off some steam, checking the time on their phone with a hum.

"Wanna head back? I think they have a name by now," Hitoshi hums, kissing his cheek with a smile as Denki giggles softly, "Who do you think won?"

"Aizawa, hands down," Denki hums, grabbing the odd toys that (Y/n) had bought along with them, stuffing them in the stroller with a smile, "No offence to Yamada but... Mr Aizawa is hella scary when it comes to his cats,"

"Yeah, I agree," Hitoshi hums, watching his daughter slide down the slide and climb up the metal rungs again, "Kitten, one more and then it's time to go home. Papa's making burgers, your favourite!"

"But I don't wanna go..." (Y/n) huffs, looking at them through the metal bars that stopped kids from falling off the apparatus, "I wanna stay..."

"Come on, we gotta go home at some point, kitten," Hitoshi hums, poking her nose through the bars making her giggle as she blows a raspberry his way, "We need to find out what Grandpa called his kitty cat,"

"But daddy... I want to stay..." (Y/n) whines, shaking the metal bars with her fists, her body shaking as she shakes the bars in an over exaggerated manner, "Pretty please,"

"We said we'd go out for two hours, it's now time to go home, kitten," Shinso replies, slowly growing agitated, "Come on, get down and we can go home,"

"No! I want to stay!" (Y/n) yells, stamping her feet on the metal floor underneath making it rattle rather loudly, "I'm staying!"

Denki groans gently, rubbing his temple as Hitoshi walks over to him. The pair watching as his daughter screams and shouts at them, jumping up and down on the metal floor, her face scrunched up as she screams and shouts at them. The electric blonde gulping nervously.

"What do we do?" Denki asks looking toward Hitoshi who shrugs, feeling rather indifferent about her behaviour (having to deal with Eri and her tantrums too), "We can't just leave her... she'll get hurt..."

"Babe, calm down," Hitoshi hums, kissing his cheek as he can't help but snicker as his daughter throws her weight around, looking like an animal as she shakes the bars, "Look, I'll go get her,"

"People are staring..." Denki whispers, looking down at his feet with a small sigh, already feeling their judging stares as he bites his lip, "I just wanna go home..."

Hitoshi smiles at him reassuringly and walks toward the slide, climbing up the ladder himself and joining his daughter in the small space. The girl glaring at him as she bashed her fists against his legs making him chuckle, the glare wasn't even scary. It was like a puppy glaring at him. She was too adorable to take seriously sometimes.

"No! I'm not going!" She shrieks, squirming in Hitoshi's grip as he grabs her wrists and pulls her up into his arms, kissing her cheek like she wasn't doing anything, rubbing her back as he climbs back down the ladder, "Put me down! You big fat meanie!"

"(Y/n), calm down, we'll come back another day, it's not going anywhere," Hitoshi replies, not taking any notice of the tiny fists bashing against his back, Denki grabbing her kitten plush before she can throw it away and get it dirty, "Stop this, now,"

"No! I want to stay!" She squeals, wriggling as Hitoshi sits her in the stroller, trying to buckle her down as she pushes him away, her hands helplessly pushing at his face as he straps her into the stroller as tight as he could without hurting her, "Let go!"

"Toshi..." Denki hums, biting his lip nervously as people begin to whisper and stare at them, feeling like a terrible mother, his hands shaking as he grabs onto the handles of the stroller and pushes through the park gate and to the streets, "I hate this..."

"Hey, she's three, she's going to do this," Hitoshi hums, rubbing his back as they walk through the streets, the violet male not even phased as they head home, "When we get home, we put her in the naughty corner for three minutes and then she can play,"

"How do you know what to do?" Denki asks, grabbing the pacifier from the bag and trying to put it in his daughter mouth only for her to spit it back out, "Dammit! I need to wash that now..."

"You'd be surprised that Eri would have tantrums too," Hitoshi hums, opening the door to their home as Denki pushes the stroller in, "You're doing well babe, I know it's difficult but you're doing so well,"

Denki smiles softly at Hitoshi, unbuckling the crying toddler from the stroller and catches her before she can run off, picking her up gently before heading to the corner of the living room where Aizawa and Yamada were cuddling with their new cat.

"Tantrum?" Aizawa asks, watching as Denki sits the girl in the small plastic chair in the corner, the girl resorting to crying instead of screaming, her poor little voice strained

"Yeah, she wanted to stay at the park but we said no," Hitoshi replies crossing his arms, "But on the bright side, I didn't have to use my quirk,"

"Good," Aizawa hums, scratching his new kitten behind their ears with a smile, "If you stay in the corner for three minutes, (Y/n), you can cuddle with Present Meow,"

"Present Meow? So Hizashi won this one?"

"I gave him something he couldn't refuse, he couldn't resist my charm!"...

"You promised him another cat, didn't you?"

💛 EraserMic 🖤

"Zashi! Have you seen my capture weapon?" Shota yells from the bedroom, towel drying his hair as he grabs the goggles from his dresser and place them onto his head, groaning gently as his scarf wasn't where he left it, "I need it! I can't find it!"

"Where did you leave it, honey?" Hizashi asks, standing at the bottom of the stairs, his hair (normally slicked back and gelled) was pinned back into a messy man bun, his glasses setting comfortably on his nose, "I haven't seen it..."

"If I knew where I lost it! I would have found it!" Aizawa groans, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he fumbles through the drawers of his dresser, cursing as he can't find it, "Where it is?! I have patrol in ten minutes!"

"Babe, calm down," Hizashi calls up before looking into the living room, checking up on the toddler before shaking his head with a smile as the said girl teeters out of the living room to the kitchen covered and wrapped in Aizawa's capture weapon, "I found it!"

"Where is it?" Aizawa hums, rushing down the stairs with a sigh, before shaking his head with a chuckle as he sees his daughter wrapped in his, "So that's where it is... (Y/n)?"

"Yeah, papa?" (Y/n) says, tilting her head toward the Erasure Hero, smiling brightly as she gets a cookie from the jar, nibbling on the chocolate cookie

"Can I have my scarf, please?" He asks kneeling in front of her, brushing her hair out of her face with a smile, "Papa needs it so he can fight bad guys,"

"Why can't I keep it?" She asks tilting her head, looking up at Aizawa with a giggle, "Pretty please,"

"I'm sorry, honey, but papa needs it otherwise he can't go to work," he replies, gently prying the scarf off the toddler who whines, trying to pull it back, "Come on baby, please, you can have it back when I've finished work,"

"B — but..." (Y/n) squeaks, her bottom lip quivering as Shota finally takes it off her and wraps it around his neck, "I — I..."

Aizawa screams at himself internally, his insides tearing apart as his little girl stares up at him with tears in her eyes. The black haired male looking to Hizashi to calm her down, he had work to go to after all... Hizashi sends him a soft smile and scoops (Y/n) into his arms, kissing her cheek as she makes grabby hands at the capture weapon, squirming in Hizashi's grip as the blonde keeps a firm hold on her.

The girl whining and whinging as she can't reach it, pushing at Hizashi's arm as she tries to wriggle free and grab the scarf. The parents knew that (Y/n) loved Aizawa's scarf. They didn't know why, but the girl was obsessed with it. She wouldn't go a day without wearing it and even fell asleep in it from time to time. Shota found it adorable, thinking that his daughter loves something that he held close to him. It reminded the girl of her papa.

"I'll see you later," Aizawa hums, kissing (Y/n)'s forehead and Hizashi's cheek before heading out the door before (Y/n) could guilt trip him any further

"Stay safe!" Hizashi calls out before bouncing (Y/n) in his arms, humming a small tune as she bursts into tears, "Hey, it's okay, don't cry little listener, papa will come back,"

"I — I want the scarf!" She whimpers, snuggling into his chest as she cries, bashing her fists against his shoulder as he heads into the living room, sitting her down on the couch with a small smile, "Daddy!"

Hizashi smiles gently at her, kissing her forehead before going to the coat rack, pushing the endless array of coats to the side before finding one of Shota's scarfs he wears for the winter. It was black with white paw prints all over it, it was fluffy too. Hoping that she'll take it, Hizashi heads back toward the girl who's now on the floor, bashing her fists on the carpet as she cries. She wasn't the type to scream and shout, she was relatively quiet.

"How about this for now?" Hizashi asks, handing her the scarf, sending her a nervous smile as she takes the scarf and judges it before shaking her head and throwing it across the room, letting it crumple into the corner, "Ugh... come on baby girl,"

"I want papas scarf!" She whines, throwing her head against the couch, her legs hitting against the floor as she cries, "Papas scarf! Now!"

(Y/n)'s tantrums were rather tame compared to the stereotypical, screaming, shouting and kicking tantrums. She cried, she bashed her fists on tables or chairs or floors, she sobbed, wailed. The blonde parents groaning gently as she rolls onto the floor, her face digging into the carpet as she cries, feeling nothing but guilt as he runs back to the coat rack.

The front door opens as Hizashi worries around the coat rack, trying to find something that would calm his daughter down instead of giving her Shota's capture weapon. The blonde looking toward his two other children who tilt their heads, watching him whine and groan. Eri shrugs, smiling softly before heading to the living room to give her sister a big hug and show her what she bought her, only to frown seeing her sister cry.

"Why is she crying? Is she hurt?" Eri asks worried, kneeling down by the three year old who's crying, pulling at the fibres of the carpet, "(Y/n), what's wrong?"

"She wants Sho's scarf..." Hizashi replies, rubbing the bridge of his nose with a sigh, "He went for work and left me to take the beast,"

"Why don't you just give her my one?" Hitoshi asks, crossing his arms as he pulls Shota's old scarf, his current scarf, out of the drawer by the door, "It's his old one,"

"You're amazing, Toshi," Hizashi cheers, kissing his forehead before heading back to the living room

Eri sat with (Y/n) in her lap, hugging her close and rocking her gently as (Y/n) whimpers and whines, snuggling gently. The toddler playing with Eri's hair, sniffling softly as her big sister rubs her back and makes the kitten plush walk along their laps. Hizashi smiles softly at the scene getting Hitoshi to take a quick picture before walking toward his two girls.

"I'm sorry..." (Y/n) hums, wiping her eyes as she tries to calm down, "I didn't mean it..."

"Hey, it's fine," Hizashi hums, ruffling her hair gently before showing her Hitoshi's capture weapon making the girl giggle gently, "This is Toshi's, so what do you say?"

"Thank you, Toshi," (Y/n) squeals and hugs it close with a giggle, Eri helping her wrap the scarf around her before pulling her back into her lap.

Hizashi was so grateful that Eri and Hitoshi were there to help out...

He'd have to get Aizawa later for leaving him with her!...

🤍 TodoBaku 🧡

Katsuki serves up dinner with a small hum, having (Y/n) sit up in her high chair, while Shoto sat beside her, ready to cut up whatever Katsuki had cooked for them. There had been a lot of vegetables piling up in the cupboard, so Katsuki thought of making a simple stew or casserole to use them up before they went back. Resorting to making a pork stew with dumplings, chuckling when Shoto practically drooled over the smell, let alone the sight of it. No one could deny how much of a great cook Katsuki was. Shoto loved his food.

(Y/n) frowned at the sight of the stew being placed in front of her, tilting her head cautiously as she poked at the mash potato with her plastic fork, scowling as it breaks off and splats onto the plate, making the sauce of the stew spatter across the plastic white table of the high chair. The sight of it didn't please her, frowning as she watches her parents dig into the meal, Shoto instantly humming in delight.

"This is delicious, Kat, how do you do it?" Shoto hums, scoffing the stew down while it was still piping hot, the blonde smiling toward the dual haired male as he bites into the cubes of pork, "You're such a good cook,"

"Damn right, I am," Katsuki hums with a chuckle, stabbing the steamed broccoli with his fork and scoffing it down with a smile, his red orbs trailing to his daughter, "Come on, squirt, eat up before it gets cold, mama worked very hard to make that,"

"Don't want it..." (Y/n) huffs, pushing the plate away, as far as she can go before crossing her arms over her chest and scowling at the blonde who drops his cutlery, "Icky!"

"Have you even tried it?" Katsuki asks, arching a brow, taking a deep breath to try and not follow in his mother's footsteps and yell at her any given moment

"N — no... don't want to..." (Y/n) replies, shaking her head with a frown, Shoto looking toward Katsuki worried, "Looks disgusting!"

"You know, there's plenty of other people that would kill to have that on their plate," Katsuki replies crossing his arms, scowling at his daughter who sticks her tongue out at him, "So eat it,"

"No! Don't want it!" She yells across the table making Shoto choke on his drink, staring at his daughter like she had two heads, "Leave me alone!"

"Fine, then you don't get any ice cream for dessert," Katsuki replies, shrugging off her hurt bunny look before going back to eating his meal, sending Shoto a smile, "If you won't eat that then you surely won't want to eat dessert,"

The idea of no dessert makes the girl stop in her place, frowning toward Katsuki, glaring holes at the blonde who ignores her. The blonde continuing to eat his meal and speaking to Shoto about their current situation at Endeavor's Agency, Katsuki telling him how he's going to go back to Best Jeanist's Agency to work more with certain people and so he doesn't strangle his soon to be father - in - law.

"Daddy... can I have chicken nuggets?" (Y/n) asks, playing with the straps of her high chair, looking toward her father who gulps his mouthful of stew down, "Pretty please..."

"Sweetie, your mother cooked that for us, you're going to have to eat the stew," Shoto replies, sending her a small smile as he continues to eat, "Come on, it's really yummy,"

"No! It's icky!" (Y/n) cries and pushes the plate off her high chair, letting the plastic (luckily) plate crash into the floor and the stew splatters across the floor making the parents freeze, Shoto more worried about Katsuki's reaction than anything, "I want something else!"

Katsuki takes a deep breath and walks over to his daughter, unbuckling her from the high chair and taking her toward the naughty step, sitting her down on it making her stare at Katsuki with a frown. Shoto watching from the dining table, making sure Katsuki didn't accidentally kill their daughter. What felt weird was how eerily silent the blonde was... he didn't say a word, he grabbed the kitchen timer and set five minutes (adding two extra because of the mess she made) and sat down back at his place.

"Kat... are you okay?" Shoto asks worried, looking toward the blonde who smiles and continues to eat, the dual haired male feeling slight uneasy, "I'll clean it up,"

"No, she can clean it up when the timers up," Katsuki replies, ignoring the screams coming from the naughty step as his daughter bashed her fists against the steps, "I will not have her do that, that's a waste,"

"Mama! I hate you! I hate you!" (Y/n) screams, grabbing the toys that littered the stairs and throwing them across the hallway, letting them hit the wall with a squeak, "You're mean! And ugly!"

"Thank god, my dads not here, he'd have ripped into her," Shoto hums, finishing his meal with a smile, Katsuki shakes his head with a chuckle, "That hit the spot babe, thank you,"

"You're welcome," Katsuki replies with a smile, kissing his cheek as he grabs the empty plates and throws them into the sink, the timer buzzing as five minutes pass, the blonde heading toward his daughter who sits on the step frowning, crossing her arms over her head, kneeling in front of her, "Are you going to apologise to me? Or are you going to spend another five minutes on the step?"

"I sorry..." (Y/n) mumbles, sniffling softly, her eyes watering as she hugs Katsuki, her arms tightening around his neck as she buries her face into his shoulder, "I sorry,"

"Do you know why mama put you on the step?" Katsuki asks, kissing her forehead gently as Shoto watches from the doorway with a small smile

"Because I didn't eat dinner and I made a mess and I said mean things..." (Y/n) replies, playing with Katsuki's spiky hair with a sniffle

"That's right," he replies, pushing to his feet as he holds her close, "I love you, squirt,"

"Love you too mama," (Y/n) hums, sniffling as Katsuki sits back at the dining table with her in his lap, "Can I try the stew?"

"Sho, can you get some please?"...

"Sure, babe, good girl (Y/n),"...

"You can clean the floor too,"...

"What?! You said... you're such a bitch Kat, I swear,"...

💙 ShigaDabi 💜

Shigaraki rubs his temple as he looks over the plans for the League's next move in their plan, a small irritated groan leaving his lips as he stares at them. The more he looked at them, the more he found himself feeling annoyed. He needed this to work out or all of their hard work was for nothing. Beside him, running his fingers through Shigaraki's pale blue hair, sat Dabi, trying to keep him calm and make sure he didn't blow a fuse unless he wanted to scare their little girl.

Both males knew that doing this line of work wasn't easy with a toddler in their hideout. They both knew they would have to dial the crazy down if they didn't want to lose their little girl. So they agreed, making an agreement with everyone in the League, that after this mission, they'll stop the villainy. Or at least, do it to a minimum and not do the large scale attack they were all famous for doing. Dabi would often hang back during their heists and babysit the toddler, worried that if he were caught then he'd never see his daughter again.

Beside them, on the floor playing with Toga and Magne, sat (Y/n). The toddler playing princesses with them. Magne being the queen of it all, wearing the biggest tiara that (Y/n) could find. Toga and (Y/n) being princess. Each of them holding a plastic tea cup full of orange juice or apple juice, their pinkies out and sipping at the cups. Clinking them together with a giggle. Dabi smiling softly at the scene.

"Daddy, come join," (Y/n) says, tugging at her fathers leather jacket, looking up at him hopefully with a smile, the pale blue princess dress hugging her tiny body as she does so, "And papa?"

"Maybe later, baby girl, daddy and papa are busy right now," Dabi hums, ruffling her hair with a chuckle as she whines as he ruins her hair

"Hey! Big Sis just did my hair!" She whines, trying to pat down the strays with a pout, whining as Dabi goes back to talking to Tomura about the plan, "Papa?... Come play? Pretty please?"

"Later, (Y/n), I need to get this done," Shigaraki dismisses, poking her nose gently before turning back to the piece of paper on the bar, the girl pouting and slumping onto the floor with a small whine

Magne sends her a reassuring smile, pulling the toddler into her lap, neatening her hair up while Toga drinks from her tea cup, the blood red tiara sitting a top her hair. The two girls having the utmost fun with the toddler, happy about having another girl to hang around (even if she were only three).

"Toga, Magne, ready to go?" Spinner asks, leaning against the doorway, crossing his arms over his chest as he looks toward the girls who nod, Toga setting the tiara down while Magne sets her crown a top (Y/n)'s head

"Where you going?" (Y/n) asks, pouting gently at the two girls kiss her forehead goodbye

"We gotta go take care of something, (Y/n) - chan," Toga says with a giggle, grabbing her mask and blood sucking device, "We'll play tea parties later, yeah? I'll even bring some blood for us to drink!"

"That gave me icky tummy," (Y/n) replies with a pout before giggling as Magne hits the blonde upside the head, "Silly Auntie Toga!"

"Behave for your daddy," Magne says, smiling gently toward the toddler before leaving the building with Spinner and Toga in tow

Left alone and no one to play with, the toddler turns back to her parents. The girl gently pulling at Dabi's jacket with a whine, jumping up and down with a sniffle as Dabi looks toward her. Tomura's attention turns to the girl who prods at his back with a small whimper.

"Play now?" She asks hopefully, before whining as they both shake their heads, Tomura kissing her forehead gently as she looks up at them with tears in her eyes, "Please... I lonely,"

"I'm sorry, baby, but papa and I need to finish this before we do anything else," Dabi reassured her, smiling softly as she looks down at her feet, a sigh leaving her lips, "We'll play later,"

"But I wanna play now..." (Y/n) whines, sniffling, trying to stop the tears from falling down her cheeks, "Me more special! Please!"

"Just give us five minutes," Dabi replies before groaning as (Y/n) looks back up to him with tears glistening in her eyes, her bottom lip quivering, already knowing what she was planning, "Don't you dare, (Y/n), don't you dare,"

"I wanna play!" She whines, jumping up and down, beginning to cry, pulling harder at his jacket making him groan, the girls face scrunching up as she begins to scream. Tomura's eye twitching as he slaps his hands over his ears, shutting his eyes, "Now! I wanna play! Come play with me!"

"Stop screaming," Dabi groans, rubbing his temple and winces as she continued to screech, throwing the tea cups at them, making apple and orange juice splatter into their clothes, "I'm going to lose my rag in a minute... shut up,"

"No! Play with me!" She screams, bashing her tiny fists against his back, whining and crying, "Play with me!"

"She's your kid, do something," Tomura huffs, covering his ears as the toddler screams and shouts through the area of the bar, "Shut it off! Find the off switch! Do something!"

Dabi groans, rubbing his temple before sliding off the bar stool and scoops the fussy toddler into his arms, walking over to their bedroom and setting her on the bed, trying to dodge her flailing arms and legs as he sits her down. The girl frowns gently, her screams and shouts dying down as she looks around the room, taking shaky breaths as she tries to calm down.

"You'll make yourself sick, you idiot," Dabi hums, grabbing her blanket from the dresser and swaddling her like a baby before scooping her back up and kissing her forehead, "Daddy's sorry he didn't play with you but there was no need to throw and scream and kick and throw your weight around,"

"B — but I wanna play with you..." (Y/n) huffs, snuggling into him as she yawns gently, rubbing her eyes

"Okay, how about we play tea party after your nap? I think you've tired yourself out," Dabi hums with a chuckle, heading back down to the bar to see Shigaraki talking with Kurogiri, "Now what do you say to Papa and I?"

"S — sorry... papa..." (Y/n) mumbles, yawning again, lazily leaning against Dabi, "I tired..."

"Come here baby," Shigaraki hums, taking the swaddled toddler into his arms and holding her close, "Little demon,"

"You were much worse, Tomura Shigaraki,"...

"No I wasn't!"...

"You would disintegrate the whole room,"...

❤️ KiriMina 💖

Mina smiles softly, sitting on the couch with her daughter sitting in between her legs with a giggle, singing a long to the Disney movie playing on the tv in the background. The pinkette brushes her daughters hair as she begins to twist her hair into twin plaits while Eijiro was in the room next door, lifting weights with her Uncle Bakugo. The girls giggling every so often when they hear the boys having a competition on who can lift the most weights.

After graduation, Mina and Eijiro bought a small house for them to live in, Fat Gum even chipping in since he was (Y/n)'s godfather. Tamaki, Mirio and Neijere even decorated the nursery, Tamaki painting butterflies onto the pale pink walls of different colours while Neijere painted some fairies and Mirio painted the stares and moon and sun. Not only that but Sero, Bakugo and Kaminari even helped out in decorating the whole house, even giving Eijiro his own gym so he didn't have to go far if he needed to workout.

As the movie comes to an end, (Y/n) giggles grabbing the remote, looking at the buttons to press play on another Disney movie, Kirishima and Bakugo leaving their home gym all sweaty making Mina scrunch her nose up as Eijiro presses a kiss to her cheek.

"I'll see you losers, later," Bakugo hums, wiping the excess sweat off the back of his neck with a towel before ruffling (Y/n)'s hair, "Bye baby face,"

"Bye bye, Uncle Kat," (Y/n) beams with a giggle, waving the blonde goodbye before looking up at Eijiro and making grabby hands, "Up?"

"Of course, Princess," Eijiro hums pulling the girl into his chest, kissing her cheek gently as he looks toward the tv as Mina flicks through Netflix, "What we watching?"

"We just finished watching Lilo and Stitch," Mina explains smiling, "I was thinking maybe we could watch The Lorax or Monsters vs Aliens,"

"Monsters Vs Aliens!" (Y/n) cheers with a giggle, snuggling into Eijiro as he peppers kisses over her chubby face, "That tickles daddy!"

"Your hair looks amazing, Princess," he says smiling as he sits down next to Mina, letting the pink haired girl snuggle into his chest, wrapping his other arm around his other favourite girl, "You could work in a hair salon or a beauty parlour babe,"

"Awww, you're such a charmer, Eiji," Mina hums with a giggle, running her fingers over her boyfriends shirt with a smile, "You're so sweet,"

As the couple snuggle into each other, the toddler between them begins to grow fussy, wriggling in their grip with a small whine, her cheeks puffing out gently. The little girl squeaking gently as Eijiro pulls her close and presses a kiss to her forehead before pouting as she pulls at her fathers arm. Wanting to get out of their grasp with a small whimper.

"What's up, sweetpea?" Mina asks, gently cupping her daughters face with a smile, "Hungry?"

"No..." (Y/n) huffs, struggling to get out of their grip with a whine, kicking her legs out as she huffs, "Let go,"

"Sorry, Princess," Eijiro hums, lifting his arm as the girl crawls out of his arms with a hum and walks over to her princess doll and picks it up, "Daddy smothering you too much?"

"I tired..." (Y/n) replies, rubbing her eyes with a small cry, her little eyes filling with tears as she looks toward her parents who coo gently at her cute behaviour, sniffling gently as she hugs her princess doll close, "Sleepy..."

"Aww, don't cry sweetie," Mina coos, picking the crying girl up gently, kissing her forehead as the girl snuggle into her, "You silly goose, you don't need to cry, why are you crying honey?"

"I — I wanna watch the movie..." (Y/n) says crying, her mother gently wiping her tears away as Mina's heart squeezes, Eijiro thinking about how adorable his little girl is

"You can still watch the movie, baby, you can fall asleep and we'll take you to bed," Eijiro hums smiling, opening his arms for the girls, "Come cuddle, you don't need to cry,"

"I sorry..." (Y/n) whimpers wiping her eyes, her breath quite shaky as she sobs softly

"Don't be sorry, Princess, you did nothing wrong," Mina hums sitting down next to Eijiro as he grabs their fluffy blanket, draping it over them, "You can't help that you're tired and we did have a busy day, didn't we?"

"Mmm," (Y/n) hums snuggling and yawns gently, snuggling into her parents as she softly lulls herself to sleep, Kirishima and Mina giving each a huge grin

"She's so cute,"...

"Ain't she? She's just too pure,"...

❤️ KiriBaku 🧡

Kirishima smiles softly as he sits on the couch, snuggling into the huge shark plush that they bought (much to Katsuki's dismay) as he watches (Y/n) play with the building blocks on the carpet, her (e/c) eyes full of concentration as she balances them into a pyramid, having the red blocks at the bottom, then the orange blocks, then the yellow, then green and blue and pink. Like a rainbow. The girl looking to her mama each layer to make sure that it was in the correct order.

Much like her father, (Y/n) was quite the perfectionist. Her food had to look neat and presentable or she wouldn't eat it (luckily Katsuki was a perfectionist too when it came to presenting his meals). Her stuffed animals were always neatly in a line on her bed and her clothes had to be put away in certain drawers otherwise she'd get upset if she can't find anything. When she's playing with her toys, each of them have a certain character and no one can change their character once the girl has given the character to the plush. Even when she's playing with her building blocks, they have to be neatly aligned.

For a toddler, she was obsessively neat. Izuku often commenting that she may be developing OCD if she doesn't already have it. Although she loves getting muddy and jumping in puddles and making mud pies and stick dens.

So when something didn't go her way. You were in for it.

"Done! Mama, look!" (Y/n) says looking toward Eijiro who gasps and marvels at the pyramid his daughter constructed, "Like it?"

"It's great, (Y/n)," Kirishima praises, kissing her forehead with a smile, the toddler giggling with a grin, "Well done, baby girl, why don't you go show daddy? He's in the kitchen,"

"Yeah!" (Y/n) chirps happily and runs to the kitchen, gently tugging on Bakugo's apron while he chopping vegetables for their dinner that evening, Katsuki chuckling and ruffling her hair

"Hey, brat, what do you want?" Katsuki asks, setting the knife down before pulling the girl into his arms, kissing her cheek as she giggles

"Come look, I made something," she says with a giggle, pulling gently at his spiky blonde hair with a grin

"Alright, lead the way," Bakugo hums, setting her down on her feet and holds her hand, letting her lead him to the living room before pointing to the pyramid, making him chuckle and smile, "Well look at that, good job, brat,"

(Y/n) giggles, smiling happily as she sits in front of the pyramid, marvelling at her work before grabbing her shark plush. The toddler making the shark 'swim' around the pyramid, the two parents smiling as they watch their little girl play, the blonde heading back to the kitchen to finish prepping for dinner. The red head watching with a smile...

Then it drops as the pyramid collapses.

The toddler sat there staring at the collapsed pyramid, her tiny mouth hung agape as she looks at it. Eijiro instantly scrambling to his feet and scooping her up.

"No, no, no, no," Eijiro hums, peppering her face with kisses as she stares at the fallen pyramid with tears in her eyes, "It's okay, we can rebuild it, don't cry baby, please don't cry, mama will help put it back together,"

"Why are you babbling like Deku, babe?" Katsuki asks walking into the living room before seeing the knocked down pyramid, "Aw, shit..."

"Katsuki! What did I say about swearing around her?" Eijiro hisses as he gently bounces (Y/n) in his arms, kissing her cheek as she whimpers, "Shh, baby, shh, come on, daddy and I will help put it back,"

"Fuck sake!" (Y/n) cries, bashing her fists against Kirishima's back making Katsuki groan and rub out the small board they hung on the refrigerator which read 'Days that (Y/n) Hasn't Swore' taking away her seven day streak she was having, "This is bullshit!"

"Shh, baby, I know, it's okay," Kirishima soothes, letting the girl cry into his chest, pulling at his shirt, "Let it all out,"

Katsuki flicks on a Pixar movie, one that he knows will perk (Y/n) up. Grabbing the small pots of play dough as the family sit on the couch with the girl crying and pulling at Eijiro's shirt, frustrated and angry.

"Here, brat," Katsuki hums, handing her a ball of pink play dough, letting the girl squeeze it through her fingers as she snuggles into them, pulling it apart and rolling them into tiny balls sniffling, "Good girl,"

"Deep breaths, honey," Kirishima says rubbing her back as Katsuki hands her a big ball of blue play dough after the pink play dough had been rolled into several small balls, "Copy mama, okay? Breathe in, breathe out,"

The girl copies Kirishima, sniffling softly, rolling the play dough into mini balls between her fingers, her breathing slowly going back to normal instead of the shaky and stuttered breaths she was taking.

"There we go, good girl," Eijiro praises, kissing her forehead gently, smiling as she finishes rolling the blue dough into small balls, "Feeling better?"

"Sorry I said a bad word..." (Y/n) says, looking down at her lap, playing with the hem of her dress with a pout, "I know I was doing well..."

"It's okay, brat, you were frustrated," Katsuki says kissing her forehead and ruffling her hair making the girl giggle gently, "We just need to find another outlet to get it out like I have, okay? You're still doing very well,"

"Yay!"...

💙 IidaOcha 💖

(Y/n) was not in the mood to go over colours, animals, the alphabet or go over her numbers, each time her father showed her a flash card, she mumbled the answers, her attention flitting off to look at the robin perched on the tree outside the window. The girl slowly growing agitated whenever her father would click his fingers to gain her attention. She loved her father dearly, but she really didn't want to do flash cards today. She just wanted to play tea parties with her mother, cuddle on the couch and watch movies all day.

Was that too much to ask?

Tenya holds up a small flash card with a picture of a cow, prompting his daughter to reply what the animal was and what sound it made but frowns as he notices her attention is divided. The girl focusing more on what's going on outside or what's going on in the kitchen while her mother flits around making some homemade mochi. Tenya sighs gently and clicks his fingers again to catch the girls attention.

"Angel, come on, we only have five cards left," Tenya asks, sending her a reassuring smile making her whine gently, "You can do this,"

"I don't wanna..." (Y/n) grumbles, frowning toward the blue haired male who sighs softly, "No more cards, daddy,"

"What's wrong, angel?" He asks, setting the cards down as the girl whines even more, growing more and more irritated with each passing second, "(Y/n), what's up?"

The toddler whines, growing more and more agitated, the frown on her face seemed more cute than angry, making Tenya chuckle gently and pull her into his arms. The blue haired male walking into the kitchen while the girl struggles, pulling at his arm with a huff.

It wasn't common for (Y/n) to get fussy. She was often rather quiet, rather calm and if she wanted something she'd ask for it. However, if she were tired or really hungry and couldn't form the words to ask, she'd get cranky. She'd wriggle and whine, never scream or shout.

"What's up, angel?" Uraraka asks as she washes her hands free of the flour from forming the mochi into balls, "Is someone hungry?"

The girl whines, wriggling in Tenya's arms, her little legs trying to push him away while she sniffles. Ochaco coos gently, grabbing a cookie from the cookie jar and hands her it, giggling as (Y/n) instantly devoured it, crumbs covering her top as she does so. 

"Another, please," she murmurs, making grabby hands toward the cookie jar with a small smile before it sours at her father shaking his head, "Daddy! I want another one!"

"One is enough, you can't have a full stomach when your mother is cooking dinner," Tenya lectures her, kissing her forehead, "Come on, we'll finish your cards,"

"No! I'm hungry!" (Y/n) yells startling both parents, Ochaco not being able to help the giggle leaving her lips, "I want cookie!"

"Angel, don't take that tone with us," Tenya scolds, sighing as she begins to wriggle again, "We said no, if you're still hungry you can have an apple or a banana,"

"No! I want another cookie! Now!" She yells back, her little face red with anger as she bashed her fists against his chest, Uraraka biting her lip to stop herself from laughing

"Angel," Iida scolds, pushing his glasses further up his face before gasping as (Y/n) grabs them and throws them out the open kitchen window making Uraraka cover her giggles with her hand, "That was uncalled for, come on, you'll have three minutes in timeout,"

"No! I want cookie!" (Y/n) whines, wriggling as Tenya walks to the nursery and sits her down in the plastic chair in the corner, "Daddy!"

Tenya sighs and sets a timer of three minutes on his phone, grabbing a spare pair of glasses from his bedroom and leaving the girl alone. Only to come back to the nursery to find her out of her chair and back in the kitchen. The male frowning as Uraraka walks past with the wriggling toddler and setting her down in the chair and restarting the timer.

"Hey," Ochaco soothes, sitting in front of her as she whimpers and cries, "You just need to sit here for three minutes and then you can eat a apple, okay? There's my good girl,"

"But I'm hungry mama..." (Y/n) whimpers, sniffling softly

"Well, I'll go get you an apple, okay? Stay put," Ochaco hums and walks out of the nursery, looking toward Tenya, "Don't be so hard on her, she's still a toddler, do the cards weekly not daily,"

Tenya rubs his temple as Ochaco kisses his cheek with a giggle. Smiling brightly toward the male.

"You're a great dad, Ten," Ochaco reassures him with a smile, "I know it's difficult, I know you don't want to put her in timeout, I know you want her to be smart... but remember she's only three, school doesn't start for another year or so,"

"You're right, Ocha... like always," Tenya hums with a smile, kissing her forehead, "How did I get so lucky, huh?"

Ochaco giggles and grabs an apple from the fruit bowl, heading back into the nursery to hand it to the toddler who happily takes it and eats it. Tenya smiles from the doorway, chuckling as juice dribbles down her chin.

"I sorry daddy," (Y/n) says, snuggling into Ochaco as she's pulled into a cuddle, "Didn't mean to..."

"Hey, it's okay, angel," Tenya hums kneeling by her and kissing her forehead, "And I'm sorry for making you do something you don't want to, okay,"

"Yeah!" She beams with a giggle and snuggles into Tenya as he pulls her close, "I love you daddy!"

"I love you too, angel, forever and always,"...

💚 TodoBakuDeku 🧡

The whole Endeavor agency couldn't believe their eyes when the trio arrived at their place of work with a toddler attached to them by her reins, Katsuki pulling the girl back every now and then so they didn't lose her. The Number One Hero had called them in for a meeting about the rise in villain activity to then speak about the increase of patrol times and hours. The three weren't able to call a babysitter in either, having to deal with bringing the toddler with them despite their better judgements.

Burnin giggles, waving toward the toddler who happily waves back as she holds Shoto's hand, the little girl looking around the agency in absolute awe. The three leading (Y/n) through the halls to the meeting room where it held a large long table full of chairs. In the corner sat a small playpen for the toddler, Endeavor already expecting his granddaughter to be dragged along since he called the meeting at such short notice.

Bakugo lifts the girl into the play pen and hands her down toys with a smile, kissing her forehead gently as the other two sit in the chairs nearest to the playpen. The girl giggling gently as she grabs her teddy bear and holds it close.

"Right, can you be a good girl for mama?" Bakugo asks, poking her nose gently with a chuckle, "If you need us, we're right here, okay?"

"Yeah, then we get cake?" She asks tilting her head with a giggle, smiling brightly making Katsuki's heart melt

"Then we get cake, baby," Katsuki tells her, ruffling her hair before sitting in his seat between Shoto and Izuku, "This should be interesting,"

"Well, if she gets fussy, I'll leave with her," Izuku hums with a smile, kissing his cheek for reassurance, "It'll be okay,"

Shoto and Katsuki nod before turning their full attention to Endeavor as he begins to conduct the meeting. The blonde's attention dividing to his daughter every so often to make sure she was still there, safe and sound. Izuku rubbing circles on the blondes leg gently to try and keep him calm. The slight fear of (Y/n) interrupting the meeting choking each of the parents.

As the meeting went along, each parent grew calmer and calmer. Not a peep was made from their daughter. The girl was quietly playing in the playpen with her plushes and her action figures. The only sound leaving the girl was a couple of giggles and babbles.

Well... until she throws her toy at Shoto making the male turn his whole attention to her.

"Daddy," (Y/n) says, looking over the small walls of the playpen, jumping up and down, not caring about the meeting, "Come play?"

"Not right now, snowflake," Shoto whispers gently, "Daddy's in a meeting,"

"Mama? Come play?" (Y/n) squeaks, whining gently as she throws another toy toward the blonde making him turn his attention to her, "Please?"

"I'm sorry, sweetie, I can't," Katsuki whispers making the girl whine, shaking the wall of the playpen, "Shhh,"

"Papa! Play?" (Y/n) whines, jumping up and down, the girl shaking the wall much more violently, "I bored!"

Izuku chuckles nervously, sending an apologetic look toward Endeavor before scooping the girl into his arms, mouthing for the two other males to make note of his patrol times before scurrying out of the room before the girl blew up. Sitting down in the foyer area, Izuku sends (Y/n) a small smile as she sniffles and whimpers.

"Why we leave?" She asks tilting her head with a small sniffle, "I be bad?"

"No, baby, you've been a good girl," Izuku reassures her with a small smile as she wipes her tears away, "Papa thought the meeting was boring so he took you with him,"

"Grandpa is really boring," (Y/n) says with a giggle making Izuku chuckle, resting his forehead against his daughter as she rests her hands on his cheeks with a smile

"He is, isn't he?" Izuku says, kissing her nose gently, "How about we go to the park? Go get some ice cream?"

"Yeah!"...

"Let's go quickly before daddy drags us back in,"...