#daddy!matsu

[thebardisabird]

Oh I think I can spare a little Daddymatsu today! This scenario in my head is so much funnier than I can probably write it, but I’m definitely going to try! Some Papa Kara, UNDER THE CUT!

This wasn’t a day that was supposed to come.Or at least, he wasn’t prepared for it. In agreement to helping with chores, Karamatsu took it upon himself to make sure the laundry was taken care of. Both his, his spouses, and his daughters. An easy feat, he’s done it more times than he could count.  ...Until he found it.  In his shaking hands was a garment unexpected: a black thong. Now it would be safe to say that an assumption could be made that this was his beloved’s piece of underwear - except the sizing was two sizes too small, and if they’d had bought a piece of clothing such as this, Karamatsu would have absolutely seen it by now. Putting two and two together, the poor blue Matsu’s face turned pale. His initial reaction was to scream, but he held himself together long enough to drop the item. His hands grabbed fistfuls of his hair as he tried to make sense of what he was seeing.  “Has time really passed so quickly?” he said quietly to himself. It couldn’t have been. Just the other day she was learning to walk...and then suddenly she was sixteen. The mere idea of his daughter in anything even remotely scantily clad made him want to only hold onto her tighter whenever he hugged her. Soon she’d be driving a car, going to college, finding love... “NOOO!” Karmamatsu wailed into his pile of sweaters, “THIS CAN’T BEEEE!” Fists clutched, he wiped the tears that streamed from his face, “My little princess?! Wear such risqué clothing?! Interested in BOYS?! The mere thought seeks to kill this paternal spirit of mine!” It was all too much for Karamatsu to bear, being the doting father that he was, he just could not grasp the idea of his daughter slowly becoming a young woman - even if this was the way he had to come to that crossroads. He slowly tiptoed over to his daughter’s room to see that she was busy listening to some music and calmly painting her nails. Karamatsu felt a pang his chest; the mixture of guilt and sadness hit him harder than he expected. Karamatsu returned to the laundry room, a hard truth at his feet. He carefully picked up the thong, tossing it into the washing machine with the rest of her clothes. One long, somber look was passed to the apparatus as he said aloud,  “...She’s growing up. I can’t believe it.”  Karamatsu struggled with the notion. However, somewhere deep inside of him, he fought to find hope. A father’s job was never truly done. He had still had more years with her left. More to teach her. More chances to watch her grow and feel nothing short of pride as he always had. With a bit of renewed vigor, he posed, finger pointing to sky, “The road is still long, dear daughter, and papa has much still to teach about the many roads that one will travel in life!”  A moment passed before he put his arm down, and he slowly sobered from his flair. A more withered smile struck his face; he reached for the detergent, inputting the wash settings and starting the load. She really was a teenager now, his little girl...but he was sure she’d grow up to be a wonderful young adult.  

[matsu-magines]

Matsu and his female s/o have officially broken up. S/o has moved far away and they haven't seen each other in years. Matsu hears someone at the door, answers it, and sees a kid. The kid says "hello, (blank)Matsu. My name is (blank). You don't know me but I'm (female s/o name) and your son/daughter." How does each Matsu bro react?

/slides in/ Sup?

Oso:

He raised an eyebrow and laughed to himself.

“Yeah kid and I’m made of money.”

The child’s eyes widened and a smile crossed their lips. “Areyou?”  

“No.” He curtly responded.

The child fell silent “Oh.”

“Look kid, if you’re trying to make a few quick bucks Iapplaud you for doing so but come on. You gotta be a bit smarter about who youscam.”

“I’m not trying to scam you.” They retorted.

A loud laugh erupts from Osomatsu’s mouth.

“You show up saying you’re my kid with an ex I had yearsago. Come on. It’s a classic movie cliché.”

“But they say you’re my dad!” The child cried.

Osomatsu took a moment to catch his breath and wiped a tearfrom his face.

“Tell you what kid. I’ll cut you a deal. Bring your parenthere and if it’s my ex I’ll believe you.”

“Okay! Wait here!”

Osomatsu placed his hand on the kid’s head.  “Up up up. Hold on, squirt I wasn’t finishedtalking.”

The child looked up at Osomatsu. Osomatsu took this chanceto see if the kid looked anything like him. He didn’t really see the resemblanceto him, but the kid does have his ex’s eyes.

He felt a hand on his and he jolted, looking down at the kid.The child asked if he was all right and he nodded. He took a deep breath beforefinishing his thought.

“If you’re lying, your parent’s gonna have to give me atleast $200 for babysitting you.”

Kara:

He stared at the kid on his doorstep. It’s been so longsince he’s heard the name of his former lover. He’d be lying if hearing theirname again didn’t pull at his heart.

The child looked up at Karamatsu, wondering if they shoulddo something. Before they could speak up, Karamatsu invited the child into thehouse.

After offering the child food and a drink, Karamatsu led thechild up to the roof.

“My parent mentioned this was your favorite place.” Theymuttered and Karamatsu turned to face the child.  

“What else did they say about me?” Karamatsu asked as hefailed to mask his interest in the answer.

“That you’re incredibly nice…a little too nice sometimes.” Thechild responded.

They sat in silence for a few minutes. Karamatsu was tryingto process all of this information but there was one question on his mind.

“Is it possible for me to see your other parent?”

“…They don’t know I’m here.” They meekly answered.

Karamatsu’s eyes widened in horror. Before he could speak,the child cut him off.

“You can take me back to them, you know.”

Karamatsu stared at the child and shook his head.

“All right. Let’s go find your parent.”

Choro:

Choromatsu rubbed the back of his head and let out a sigh.

“Listen, kid. You’ve got the wrong guy.”

“I don’t! My parent said that you’re my dad!” They shouted.

Choromatsu stared at the kid, rather shocked at their outburst.

Maybe this kid was telling the truth? Nah. His ex wouldn’tkeep a kid if it were his. Would they? Nah. Who’d want a kid with a good fornothing NEET? This is obviously a scam.

He shook his head andtook a deep breath before responding.

“Look kid, I’m not going to believe you without your parenthere AND a dna test.”

“So if I bring my parent here and we go get a test, you’ll believeme?”

“IF it comes out to be positive.”

The kid’s eyes burned with determination. “I’ll be back!”

Ichi:

Ichimatsu did what any young adult would do when faced with thethreat of responsibility.

He slammed the door shut and ran up to his room to pet a catand hope that the child would go away.

Unfortunately, responsibilities force their ugly heads intoone’s life.

Matsuyo slammed the door to his room open and told him to gotalk to the child. Ichimatsu let out a low groan, grabbed the cat he waspetting and went downstairs to find the child munching on a snack Matsuyoprepared for them. Might as well get it over with.

Ichimatsu stopped in his tracks and lifted the cat.

“Allergic?”

The child shook their head no and Ichimatsu sat down next tothem whilst petting the cat.

“Sorry about slamming the door on you.” He muttered.

“My parent told me you’re bad with surprises.”

“What else did they tell you?”

“You love cats.”

“Anything else?”

“Not much.”

“Well there isn’t much to say about me.”

They sat in silence for a few minutes. The child finishedtheir snack and the cat Ichimatsu was petting sauntered over to the child’slap.

“You know…” Ichimatsu began and the child looked up at him. “Yourparent and I went our separate ways. Why’d you come?”

“I wanted to meet you.”

“Why? I’m not the best person out there.” He muttered

“Because you’re my dad.”

Ichimatsu stared at the child in shock. Was this kid forreal?

“I really want you to come with me.”

“Come with you…where?” He asked, fearful of the answer.

“To see my other parent.”

“…No.”

“But-”

“No.”

“What if something happens to me? It’s late and I don’t knowmy way around.”

Ichimatsu looked out the window and he realized the kid hada point.  He muttered under his breathand reluctantly got up.

“All right. I’ll take you to them, but I’m not talking tothem.”

“…Okay!”

Jyushi:

He looked down at the child at his door step.  

“So your parent is (ex)?” He cautiously asked

“Yep!” They chirped.

“…and they say that I’m your dad?”

“Yep!”

Jyushimatsu brought his hand to his chin and stared at thekid for a bit. The child does know the name of his ex and it also appears to bethe appropriate age for their story to make sense. However, Jyushimatsu wasstill not entirely convinced that this child was actually his. He decided to goafter the source of this information.

“Can I talk to them?”

“Yep!”

“Awesome!”

Todo:

He stared the child in front of him.

“Nope. I don’t see it. You’re not my kid.”

“I am!” The child pouted.

“You don’t look like me.”

“That’s good. I’m cuter than you.”

Todomatsu was taken back by the child’s remark. How rude! Hewouldn’t be the father to a kid with this much sass.

“Listen, kid I can’t be your dad. I haven’t seen your parentin years.” He replied trying to discourage the kid. However, this kid was persistent.

“What if I took you to talk to them?” They offered andTodomatsu scoffed.

“Why? They’re probably trying to scam me out of money. MoneyI don’t have by the way.”

“Doubt it. My parent says you’re a NEET.” The child responded.

Todomatsu stared at the floor for a few moments beforeresponding.

“…okay. Let’s go talk to your parent.”

“You’re really coming with me?” The child asked rathershocked at how easy it was to convince Todomatsu to go with them.

“You’re not after money…I’m starting to think you’re tellingthe truth but I need to see your parent with my own eyes to confirm it.” Hemuttered.

[thebardisabird]

I crave for some Daddy!Matsu headcanon. Matsuno has a sweet a beautiful toddler girl, who just started kindergarten. On the first day, the girl just finds out that her daddy won't come with her... And the yells and cries. As the father tries to walk away, the poor thing sobs "Dada... Don' go... I be good girl... Don' abond meeee..." Which Matsuno's heart would be broken?

UM ALL OF THEM?!

There is not one Daddymatsu that could resist the cries of his little girl!

They’re all mushes, all of them. 

Osomatsu would feel so terribly guilty as he walks away, knowing that his daughter really should be getting an education. At some point he calls his significant other, making sure that he can take his daughter for some ice cream or doing something special for her.

Choromatsu & Todomatsu opt to console their daughters instead, telling her she’ll be okay and that school is going to be fun. They promise to be back later and they literally feel themselves die inside knowing their child is so sad without them being there.

Jyushimatsu is similar to Choro and Todo, the only difference is that he kind of ninjas his way around the school to make sure his daughter is having fun 

Ichimatsu actually dies. His daughter crying because she doesn’t want him to go breaks his heart so much that he takes her back home with the mindset “NOT TODAY. MAYBE TOMORROW HH” 

Karamatsu cries right alongside his daughter until he is either shooed away by the teacher or decides to take her home and console her 

[thebardisabird]

So I decided to try and combine these! I’ve been doing a lot of headcanon posts as of late, so I hope you don’t mind if I actually choose a matsu for this! I’ve always thought of Osomatsu being perfect for a situation like this, so here we go! Osomatsu x Pregnant!Reader & telling Matsuyo all about it! UNDER THE CUT!

A bundle of nerves was an understatement. You sat at the living room table, waves of unease and utter excitement churning within you. It was originally planned for you to tell both of Osomatsu’s parents today - but Matsuzo had unexpectedly forgotten about a company wide outing he was required to attend. So that left you with just your mother-in-law to share the news with for now. You and Osomatsu were expecting. It’d been about three weeks since you took the test. Two pink red lines that nearly made you faint - out of being thrilled or terrified, you weren’t really sure. Pieces of different emotions crossed your expression as you met your significant other in the kitchen. The sound of a fresh beer being cracked open filled the air and soon a quick glugging to follow.  “Osomatsu are you really drinking right now? At a time like this?!” A refreshed sigh, “Of course! And honestly you should be too - look how nervous you are!” Your head connected with your hand, “Osomatsu...I can’t drink.” A look of confusion at first  - then he quickly switched to realization, “Mm, that’s right. Well - either way, just relax. I promise she won’t smother you...maybe.”  Maybe?! Frazzled was beginning to sound more correct in terms of how you were feeling. You found your way to a seat, inhaling and exhaling in an attempt to unwind your mind. Breaking waves, a really good bowl of mac and cheese, the warmth of Osomatsu’s hugs...he’d make a great father, wouldn’t he? Thoughts of Osomatsu laughing with a tiny hand wrapped around his finger - it was a reality you would soon face. Nervous as you were telling Matsuyo, and even moreso because you’ve never been a parent before, somehow you felt Osomatsu was...ready. More ready than you, even. Maybe...maybe you really could do this after all. In the midst of you trying to calm yourself, you heard the front door slide open. “Osomatsu! This had better be good - I was on my way to buy groceries!” Immediately, a rough chill slid up your spine.  You can do this. You can do this. This was meant to be happy news, so why were you so apprehensive?  “Oh! Well hello dear, Osomatsu didn’t tell me you’d be home,” came Matsuyo’s voice. She sat across from you, cheery smile and eyes hidden behind glared lenses. “So...” she began, “what’s going on that Osomatsu was in such a hurry to have me here?”  You gulped, “W-Well Matsuno-san, I...w-we...”  “We’re having a baby, mom.”  Your jaw dropped at the blunt statement - how could he be so honest so quickly?! Your head turned to your mother-in-law, who wore a blank expression. She rose slowly from the table and turned toward you, “...Is this true?” With a lip snatched between your teeth, you nodded. Silence filled the room.  Before you had the opportunity to cut it, explaining that though you and Osomatsu were young, you were married and felt that you were ready for a child - even if you were terrified of the new experience. A soft tremble came from Matsuyo, and soon, tears. Osomatsu cracked a small smile, “Aw mom, c’mon...don’t cry.” A hand flew to her face, “How could I not...” and she lifted her head, a tender smile catching you somewhat off guard, “My little NEET is having a baby!” Through her tears she hugged you both, almost becoming incoherent in her joy. Your initial fears were melted in her embrace, and all you could think of in that moment was how happy you were that she was happy.  After some tea and a quick lunch that you whipped up for the three of you, you finally felt yourself relax. Across the table, your husband hung his head in defeat, “- and you must always make sure you pay close attention to how you sleep at night next to her, if you roll too close you could hurt her-” “Yes, ma...” “Don’t you dare say no when she asks for back rubs, you can’t imagine how stressful it is carrying all that for nine months!” “...I know, ma.” “You’d better be on your best behavior Osomatsu, do not stress her out!” “I won’t, ma.”  You couldn’t help but laugh a little bit, she cared so much for your well being - enough to set her son straight for a solid hour.  At the end of her visit, she hugged you both once more, a little longer than the last. Matsuyo sniffed back more tears, the realization of her newfound grandmotherhood sinking in once more. Her hands found yours in your parting of embrace, “...I know you’re scared and worried. I was too - and I have no doubt in my mind that you’ll figure it all out. No one is ever truly ready, but you are not alone in all of this,” she lent you a warm smile, “I will always be here for you both, don’t forget that, okay? You’re welcome to ask me for anything if you need it.” You felt tears pricking at your own eyes this time, “Thank you.” She beamed brightly before turning to Osomatsu and opting to stare instead, “...Remember what I said, Osomatsu.” He waved her off nonchalantly, “Yes, yes, ma, I won’t forget.”  “Oh! That reminds me, I forgot to tell you all about what to do when the baby’s here!”  The groan your husband let out was nearly deafening. You giggled regardless; maybe that’s what he meant by her being smothering. 

[thebardisabird]

*sings* TEENAGE MATSU PARENT PROBLEMS, TEENAGE MATSU PARENT PROBLEMS. Allow me to fulfill this request with absolute fucking GLEE! UNDER THE CUT!

Osomatsu She slinked down the stairs, trying her hardest to be quiet in heels. Her friends were parked around the corner, ready to round her up for the party they’d heard about across town. Peeking around the corner she exhaled in relief, her father not asleep on the couch like he normally was each at. Tip-toeing to the front door she barely wrapped her hand around the handle when it swung open. 

“I swear Choromatsu cheats evvvvvery time” Osomatsu griped drunkenly, “That’s the lassssst time I play rock, paper, scissors. Pulling rock all the time issss a fucking chump move.” He slammed the door behind him, much to his daughters surprise, “WHEN AM I GONNA WIN?!”  She covered her ears at his shouting, desperately trying not to make a sound, seeing as how he didn’t seem to notice her there. The door clicked open quietly, but just as she pulled it open once more, a hand clapped onto her shoulder. His daughter was spun around, Osomatsu donning a serious, sobered look as he shut the door softly.  “Your uncle maaaaay be an idiot,” he slurred, “But that doesssn’t make me one, kid. Immediately she went to pout “Ughhh but Daaaaad my friends- “ “Nope!” he cut her off, “Don’t wanna hear it. Upstairs you go.”  She huffed, stomping up the stairs with her fists balled at her sides. “And burn those clothes!” Osomatsu called after her, “In fact, we’re going to the nun store tomorrow!” His head hurt thinking about how fast his daughter growing and he wasn’t ready to deal with her already trying to sneak out and wear adult’s clothes so soon. What a nun store was, he didn’t know, but at the moment he was too drunk to care.  Karamatsu  Abruptly was how he woke, lyrics snapping into his thoughts with haste. Karamatsu slipped quietly out of bed, the goal to tip toe his way to his study so he could scrawl his words out before they left his memory. He made it down the hall and downstairs, almost passing the kitchen before a hint of movement caught his eye.  Turning his head, he caught his daughter, clad in a bodycon dress and booties trying to quietly undo the locks of the backdoor. Immediately his brows dropped in a serious stare, arms folding at the sight of his daughter,  “And just where does my little firefly think she’s going at such a late hour?”  His daughter yelped, not expecting anyone to be awake so late. She peered shakily over to her father, who was leaning against the wall. His expression was what she liked to call his ‘mafia face’ -  because that look seemed like it could kill.  “D-Daddy! I...was...”  Dammit. Nothing came to her on the fly.  “Surely my precious, good-natured, angel of a daughter wasn’t about to leave the safety of her home to go gallivanting into the night wearing next to nothing, was she?” He cocked an eyebrow, stern look still hardening his features.  She’d been caught. No denying that now. Taking her hands off the door she sighed in defeat, “No, Daddy...”  He pushed up off the wall to let her pass him, “Good! Then get some rest sweetheart, you’ll spend tomorrow morning polishing my guitars with me!”  Her face sunk, “Daddy you have like 50 of them!”  Karamatsu snapped his fingers as he walked toward his study, guffawing on the way, “Then you should sleep soon, you’ll need your energy!” 

Choromatsu  Dressed in a miniskirt and crop top, she peered around the corner to find the living room dark. She had plans to meet up some friends up the block, who, funny enough, had the person she liked with them. Nearly squealing at the thought of getting to spend a little time with her crush, she shuffled over to the door. As quickly as she’d managed to get the thing open, she still heard the faint click to her left.

A light came on - and under it was the half-illuminated face of her father, sitting calmly with a hand folded into his lap. His glasses held a menacing sheen under the artificial lighting and she paled at the sight.  “It’s 2:30 in the morning.” Choromatsu said flatly. Aware she couldn’t see it, his eyes narrowed in fatherly irritation. Wearing something that barely covered her legs and heading out in the middle of the night? Unacceptable.  She stood there like a dear in headlights, “U-Um...hi, Dad?”  Choromatsu pinched the bridge of his nose, “I mean...I don’t think this even bares mentioning, but you know you’re grounded right?”  The exasperated expression she paid him reminded him of his own in his younger days. She groaned in frustration and headed back to her room, trying not to cry in the process. He watched her trudge back, faintly catching her mumble about meeting someone she liked, and he instantly felt bad for his daughter. He hated being the stern out of the parents, but it always seemed to end up that way. Choromatsu sighed, a father’s responsibility wasn’t always a fair or easy one...and watching her get older was sometimes hard. It felt like just yesterday she was dancing with him to one of his old Nyaa-chan singles. How time flies. Choromatsu promised himself he’d be lighter on the topic when they’d awake the next day, but in the meantime...

From under his lap he pulled the latest volume of the manga he was invested in. In this situation it was easier for him to seem like he was an overly concerned parent than to really explain why he was awake in the living room so late.

Ichimatsu  This wasn’t going to be easy. She donned a black dress, short enough to show off enough skin to catch some eyes on the dance floor she planned to tear up. Hoping the hue of her ensemble would cloak her in darkness, she trudged on. Up and out of her window, sliding down a makeshift rope and landing quickly on her feet. Cat-like reflexes handed down in her blood-line - she had to be thankful for that much. Brushing off some stray debris, she walked steadily out toward the side of the house,  being careful that her boots didn’t catch on anything. She was nearly down the block when a soft noise caught her attention.  Blinking, she was immediately startled at the feeling of something brushing against her calf. Looking up at her was a small tabby, green eyes shining against the moonlight and tail upright at friendly attention. She bit her lip, gently willing the creature away.  “Shoo, little one, shoo! If Daddy hears you...”  A headrub to her ankle was the response, before a quick meow sounded from it. Her fingers grazed behind its ears to appease it. She heard the soft purr of adoration, before the cat’s ears pricked up and soon it dashed from her side.  Strange... Careful steps were taken in the direction she was heading, until just around the corner a figure turned. Her unaware status lead her to smack right into the person, and she quickly mumbled out an apology until she looked up. Staring directly down at her was none other than her father, whose pissed off aura was already coming off in great waves. She whimpered innocently, the frown behind his mask VERY visible.  “P-Papa, I’m so-” “We’re going home.”  How did he even know she was out here?!  Again, the soft meow she heard earlier chimed from behind Ichimatsu’s leg, emerald sheen almost human-like when they narrowed. She silently shot the cat a dirty look, ‘You snitch!’ Looking up at her livid father, she switched her gaze to mimic sad kitten eyes. He drew back slightly, his daughter knew how to play on his weakness. It was hard to be as threatening with her when all he sees is his little girl. The same little girl who looked almost grown up, and it was killing him to think so much time had passed. Still...she was too young for whatever she thought she could accomplish here, and he had a job as her father to make her at least aware that there were rules.  “Tch...” Ichimatsu tapped on her forehead with a knuckle. He leaned down, lowering himself to eye level with his daughter “I have eyes and ears everywhere. Be smart to never forget that before you think of bright ideas like this one.” With that, he brushed past her, leading the way back home. She followed without another word, a quick shudder leaving her. Ichimatsu being lenient with her wasn’t uncommon, but in this particular case, she knew it was because the lecture she’d get in the morning from her mother was going to be far, far worse.  Jyushimatsu A run for it. That was the only way she knew how to make it out if she wanted to go this party. In her short shorts and crop top she dashed out of the house, converses barely making it on her feet. She peeked over her shoulder from time to time, thankful she was alone in her running. That was...at least until she heard a familiar wild laugh. In the distance she heard the quick footsteps of her father chasing after her.  “Shitshitshitshitshit” she chanted, picking up speed, as she rounded the corner. The agility nearly knocked her off balance, but she continued down the streets of Akatsuka, nipping corners and cutting through backyards to evade her speedy parent. She’d taken a great deal after Jyushimatsu, and he almost felt proud - if he wasn’t so angry. Hands pressed to the concrete, she’d made the mistake of turning down a straight lined road. He kicked off, his expression dropping into a thin line as his arms swung at his sides to aid his sprinting. She was easily swept off her feet, Jyushimatsu’s arm catching around her middle and holding her under his armpit like a bag of rice. He skidded to a stop, and huffed out a quick exhale before his exaggerated grin returned. “Haha! Thought you could sneak out!” he laughed, “Dad’s gotcha!”  She flailed slightly in his strong grip, “Aww c’mon Dad, I wasn’t gonna be gone long!”  He looked down at her, smile still in tact, but his eyes stretching to cat-like wideness, “It’s 3 in the morning. The only place you should be is in bed.”  She shrunk back nervously, only to finally bow her head with a groan, “Yes, Daaaaad”  Jyushimatsu lifted his head once more, childlike laughter sounding like cruel mockery, “Ahaha, oh man you have no idea how grounded you are!”  Todomatsu  She was hesitant about meet her friends, but they’d finally convinced her to come out with them around 1 am so she could go dancing with them. Donned in a bustier and highwaisted jeans, she took her pumps in her hands as she slid down the hallway. Paying especially careful to her parents bedroom as she passed, she almost had a heart attack when the soft sound of buzzing filled the air. She clapped a hand over her back pocket, willing the noise to stop - trying desperately to stifle it.  ...Only the noise wasn’t coming from her phone.  “Cute outfit...” a voice taunted sarcastically. Looking over her shoulder she caught the barely lit face of her father, unamused look on his face.

Shit...so the buzzing came from him. Should’ve known, the way he’s attached to that thing.  “You’re fucking nuts if you think, A: you’re going out wearing nothing but a bra, B: that you’re going out at all!” Todomatsu yelled, arms going up in anger. “It’s like 1 in the morning, there’s literally nothing you should be doing right now but sleeping, are you kidding?!”  “Ughhh Daddy, okay, I’m sorry!” she retorted, rolling her eyes. He watched her stomp back toward her room, his eyes narrowing in annoyance, “Yeah, you should be! About to have me up all night worrying about you?! Ridiculous!”  She sighed as she listened to her father drone on, jumping near out of her skin when his fist tapped the door, “You’ll thank me when you’re in your twenties and then all you’ll ever wanna do is sleep!”  Her head hit her pillow, a loud groan escaping her as he continued. “Oh my God, Daddy go to bed!” she whined.  Sneaking out was not worth this. 

[thebardisabird]

Honestly Anonym, this prompt was too fun to do only just one, so have little ficlets of all six!  Daddy Matsus reacting to their kids saying a bad word (with a little x Reader in there)! I laughed while writing some of these lol. Please enjoy! UNDER THE CUT!

Osomatsu

Welp, he broke his promise. He did his absolute best to watch his mouth around his son, especially when you warned him that kids’ brains were like sponges. Go figure your son would hear Osomatsu spill a line of expletives after stubbing his toe. However, that pain was nothing to compared to the verbal assault you’d give him when you heard what he did. He turned, face paling as he watched his son, who was shouting the same string of curses he just muttered.  His eye twitched in fear: this was not good. 

“H-Hey!” he interjected, hands waving to gain his son’s attention, “D-Don’t say that!”  When his son asked why, he searched around the room, making sure you weren’t on your way in, “Those are bad words. Dad shouldn’t be saying them and neither should you.”  Once again, his son questioned why, “Because Dad said so!”  Looking him directly in the eyes, Osomatsu heard his child repeat the word nonchalantly. Panic lacing into his voice, he frantically looked around, swearing you were going to show up at any second and tear him a new one. 

“Listen, if you stop saying those words, I’ll take you to get ice cream right now!” That seemed to distract the child enough, shouting his joys over the frozen treat. Osomatsu sighed, relieved he managed to dodge that bullet. Watching his son bounce around, excited over ice cream gave him a weird sense of pride. Guess he took after Osomatsu in some ways after all. Karamatsu He was in the midst of preparing dinner, waiting for you to come home from work when he heard his daughter giggle. His heart warmed at the sound of her innocent laughter…until she finished it with an awful word. At the sound of it, Karamatsu cringed heavily, fingers almost being taken out at the chopping block he had in front of him. Placing the knife down with haste, he hustled over to his daughter’s play area,  “Sweet pea, w-what did I hear you say just now?”  She repeated herself, all smiles as the wretched word left her mouth. It struck his ears like a bad piano chord, and he knelt down to her level.  “My little peach, such words are unbecoming of a princess!” His daughter stared back at him, confusion in her stare. He continued, feigning a look of concern to draw her in, “We wouldn’t want to upset Mommy, would we?”  Guilt immediately wracked his heart, as tears started to form in the corners of her eyes, “N-No, Daddy! I love Mommy!” and she clutched onto his apron, trembling gently. He took her into his arms in a tight embrace, “Now, now, don’t cry…let’s just forget about those bad words, okay?”  She nodded, hiccuping against his chest. He pat her head gently, moving to dry her tears with the corner of his apron. Choromatsu He was in the middle of buying a new set of bed sheets, with you over by the cookware. With his son’s hand in his, he flipped the packaged set of pillow covers, mumbling about the thread count. Passing by the pair was a giant stuffed bear, being carried to the back of the store by an employee.  “Oh shit!” came a small voice. Immediate alarm set into him, in disbelief of what he just heard. Choromatsu clapped a hand over his son’s mouth, “W-WHERE DID YOU LEARN THAT WORD?!”  The poor boy looked frightened against his father’s fingers and Choromatsu removed his hand, “I-I’m sorry!” He understood his father was angry, but the trembling child didn’t understand why. Noticing his terrified confusion, Choromatsu crouched down, a hand softly coming to his son’s head.  “Let’s not use a word like that, okay? It’s not a nice one.”  The young Matsuno nodded slowly. Choromatsu beamed at his son, a small mixture of father-like pride and sympathy swirling in his heart. So young, but already so intuitive.  “We can choose a better word to use, don’t you think?”  “Yeah!”  Ichimatsu  Taking his daughter to the cat cafe was one of his favorite to do with her. Not only for his sake, but it seemed she picked up his love of cats - and he swore he’d never been more proud of anything else in his life. He placed the newborn kitten in her hands gently, “Hold it right - hands like a cup, remember?”  She mimicked the hand position he taught her and she giggled when the tiny ball of fur curled up in her palms. A few moments of soft nuzzles and whispered words and the kitten fell right asleep. The young girl showed Ichimatsu just comfortable she’d made the little thing, and he kissed the top of her head, growing prouder by the moment. What she didn’t expect however, was the sound of one of the employees dropping a food dish, the whole thing clattering in an explosion of metal smacking tile. The tiny kitten in the girl’s hands awoke with a hiss, hopping out of her hands and onto the floor - but not before startling her.  “Fuck!” Ichimatsu’s heart shot up into his throat when he heard his daughter curse aloud. Sweet, innocent pout on her face, she stuck her tongue out at the kitten. He gently put his hand on his daughter’s shoulder, dropping down to her level. A dark aura pulsed over his brow, “Where did you get that word from?…” She blinked and titled her head, slightly confused. Being she’s seen that face a million times at this point, it no longer set fear in her like it did with anyone else.  “I heard mommy shouting it last night!” It took her a solid twenty minutes to pry her father out of the corner with what little strength she possessed, a different, darker aura washing over him this time.  Jyushimatsu Watching his children play catch with one another was a treat. Not being around all the time due to practice and major league games took a toll on him sometimes. Jyushimatsu relished when he got to be with kids. He sipped his tea, stretching out his arms before he decided to join them. A concerning shout filled the air and he peered over to see his daughter clutching her hand. Her brother had tossed the ball a little too hard - and it smacked her wrist before she had time to catch it. Jyushimatsu was over there in an instant, ready to kiss any booboos his daughter cried about.  He ended up surprised however, when she socked her brother in the shoulder with her free hand, cursing at him in anger. He cursed back, sticking his tongue out and pulling his eyelid down. Poor Jyushimatsu froze, unsure of where his twins learned those bad words. With lightning speed, he scooped both kids into his arms, carrying them like bags of rice.  “Dad! OW! C’mon!” his son complained, accidentally knocking heads with his sibling. His sister rubbed the spot where her head connected with his and huffed, “Daddy, let me down!”  A blank stare washed over Jyushimatsu’s face as he continued hiking his children back into the house.  “No more catch for you two until you stop saying bad words!”  A loud groan escaped the both of them before they were put into chairs for time out.  Todomatsu  You had warned him it was a mistake to introduce your daughter to electronics so early. Kids these days were hooked on the things, and you thought it would’ve been a better idea to let her be a child first before bringing her into the world of phones and computers. Your husband, the tech obsessed man that he was, disagreed…to an extent. It was never to your face (at which he yes’d you to death), but when you weren’t around he was letting your daughter play games on his phone or watch Youtube videos.  All of his sneaking behind your back backfired however, when amidst his daughter’s laughing, he heard her giggle out an expletive. He zoomed over by her side, snatching the phone out of her hands. She’d been watching some let’s player, who was currently cursing to his heart’s content after losing a boss battle. Horrified, he closed the app and looked down at his stunned daughter,  “Don’t ever say that word!” he scolded, fuming slightly. His daughter frowned, head hanging low. She knew she was in trouble whenever Todomatsu pouted like that. “I’m sorry, Daddy…”  Todomatsu frowned, her sadness weakening his stern demeanor. He rolled his eyes, crouching down and pulling his little girl into a hug.  “You’re lucky you’re adorable,” he scoffed, kissing her forehead, “Now get washed up for dinner. And I don’t want to hear you say that word again, okay?” The little girl nodded, “Okay.” “Good girl.” He released her so she could wash her hands, and he looked down at his phone. “Remind me to put on parental controls…” he said to no one. 

[thebardisabird]

Serious you say? Let’s see how well Karamatsu can pull that off since he’s such a mush when it comes to his daughter (at least that’s how I headcanon him lol). Hope you don’t mind that the wife is gonna be written as Reader! Serious Papa Kara, UNDER THE CUT!

“No! I wanted that one!” Your daughter griped, stomping her foot on the ground. The both of you finally arrived home from the park; on the way, you happened to pass a toy store. Watching her eyes light up as she pressed her nose to the glass warmed your heart. That was, until she started squealing about the teddy bear on display in the window.  “Mommy! Mommy! Can I have that teddy?”  Your brows turned up in slight worry, not sure how your daughter was going to react to your next words, “Sweetie, you have a bear at home, remember? Daddy bought it for your birthday.” It was the truth, her birthday was only two months ago, 

She stared at you in confusion, voice falling flat, “...But I want that one.”  You chewed your lip, fretting already this wouldn’t end well. Lowering to her level, you stroked her hair gently, “Honey, I don’t that’s very nice to replace Daddy’s bear with a new bear. You don’t wanna make your bear at home sad, do you?”  “Why can’t I have both bears?”  You sighed, “Because you already one friend. Play with that friend first and then we can add more friends.”  The silence that came over her was concerning, but you took her hand and kept the two of you moving back towards your house. It wasn’t until you brought it up again at home (when she wouldn’t look at you), that she let loose her frustration. Now here you two were, arguing about a little teddy bear. Your husband came in shortly after you two returned, groceries in his arms. Quickly setting the bags down on the nearby table, he raced over to see the commotion. “H-Hey! What’s wrong?!” “Daddy! Mommy is being a meanie!” your daughter cried, pointing at you. Karamatsu looked over to you, a question forming on his features. You sighed, combing your fingers through your hair, “She saw a teddy bear at the toy shop on the way home and she’s insisting on having it, even though I already told her she has a teddy here to play with”, your voice raised at the end of that to insinuate you were talking to her. Karamatsu looked at you both, a bit nervous at the tension.  “You’re just evil, that’s why you don’t want me to have both bears!”  Before you could retort, she took Karamatsu’s gift and began hitting your legs. You stared at your daughter in disbelief, “Hey! Stop that! You’re gonna hurt Mommy!”  “Hmph! Good! Then you can hurt like I hurt!”  At the sight of your daughter trying her best to do damage to you with the plush animal, Karamatsu dove in to intervene. He pulled the little girl away from you, taking the bear from her hands.  “Now that’s enough, young lady! We don’t hit in this house!” Karamatsu’s brows were furrowed in slight anger, voice stern as he took his daughter over to the living room. He placed her on the couch, kneeling to her eye level. You watched from the doorway of her bedroom as he spoke, “You’re going to sit here and think about your actions. We need to be happy with the things we have, sweet pea. There are people in this world who have nothing at all,” he softened a tad as she saw her start to cry. Biting his back his urge to hold his crying child, he continued, “Mommy and I want you to know that. We always want what’s best for you because we love you. You already have a bear friend, sweetheart. Let’s be happy we have him, okay?” When she nodded her head reluctantly, tears streaming down her face, Karamatsu stood slowly, “I’ll come get you when dinner is finished, pumpkin” and with that, he gently pat her head and returned to your side. You were impressed by his tact, authoritative and serious was a good look for him, you thought. He wrapped his arms around your waist slowly, head resting on your shoulder.  “...We need to hurry up and make dinner.” he mumbled. When you noticed he was shaking behind you, you turned your head over his shoulder to catch the tears welling in his eyes, “I don’t wanna l-leave her there t-too long.”  You scoffed at your tearful husband, but your heart couldn’t help but melt. He was such a tender man and you loved that about him. Giving him a quick kiss, you pulled him into the kitchen to prepare your meal. A speedy fifteen minutes passed and you were done. You had to be thankful for your husbands superb cooking skills. Whipping anything into full meals seemed to be a specialty of his. He approached your daughter with caution, inviting her to the table. She walked over hesitantly, her cheeks rough with dried up tears. Without saying anything, she came up to and wrapped her arms around you,  “I’m so sorry, Mommy. You weren’t being the meanie...I was,” she looked up at you, fresh tears forming, “Please don’t be mad at me, Mommy, I promise I’ll be good and I won’t make Daddy’s teddy feel sad!”  How could you stay sad at such a sweet little face?  “I forgive you, honey; and I love you.”  She squeezed tighter, “I love you too, Mommy.”  Karamatsu scooped her up in his arms, holding her with one arm, the other coming around your waist, “Well, I love both of my ladies! Now I think it’s time we eat before dinner gets cold, hm?”  Your daughter jumped from his arms, “Yeah, yeah! I’m hungry!” Karamatsu let out a quiet laugh, moving to kiss you on the cheek, “Shall we, darling?” he said, moving to set the plates. Paying him a soft smile, you looked over to the table. Karamatsu turned to serve your daughter a spoonful of stir fry. The sound of her giggle, and hearing him laugh right along with her gave you a sense of peace.  You knew parenting wasn’t easy, but damn was it worth it. 

[thebardisabird]

*clutches kokoro* S-Sure, Anonym. Now, I just want everyone to know that I personally headcanoned this scenario with Kara singing a slow, soft version of  “Isn’t She Lovely” by Stevie Wonder because my dad used to sing that to me as a baby, but I will write it ambiguously so you can imagine whatever song. I’m curious to know what songs you’d imagine him singing to his child!  (My back up choices were Unforgettable by Nat King & Natalie Cole or Love Me Tender by Elvis Presley)  Anyway, Papa Kara singing his little one to sleep (and I also made it a little x reader for continuities sake from the daddy!matsu prompt I got a ways back; I’M SORRY IT’S SO SHORT, UNDER THE CUT!

A soft cry woke him from his rest. At first, thinking he was hearing something in a dream, he scanned the room. All was silent for the most part, eyes falling over your sleeping frame. Suddenly he heard the stirring and wailing of his daughter in the next room. Being that he was awake, he left you to sleep peacefully. Parenthood was equal share, and Karamatsu knew you deserved your rest. His gaze lingered over you quickly, thumb grazing his wedding ring until he finally turned to head toward the baby.  Her tiny limbs were moving restlessly, crying out in distress. Karamatsu scooped her up gently in his arms, one hand cradling the back of her head. She didn’t seem like she needed to be changed...and it wasn’t time for her to be fed yet either. Thinking something might’ve been bothering her, he looked over the room to search for anything out of place. Over by the corner of the room, he found a baseball-shaped rattle (courtesy of Uncle Jyushimatsu), that had bounced to the floor. Picking up the thing, he noticed that as it shook, the beads inside were quite loud. It must’ve fallen off the bureau and startled her awake, Karamatsu rationed. He placed the rattle in a nearby drawer, being careful as he held her with one arm. Now with both hands free, he stroked his daughter’s back in soothing circles.  He rocked her slowly, nose pressed lightly to her head as she shushed her sobs.  “There, there, my little princess, Daddy has you now...” he kissed the top of her head and she hiccuped, sobs beginning to quiet down. In an effort to bring her back to a peaceful slumber, he held her close and began a mellow lullaby. Karamatsu rocked her still, humming soft notes into the air, slow and dulcet in tone. He felt her cuddle up against him, tears steadily stopping as he sang. He stepped over to her crib, laying her down gingerly. He tensed when she stirred, voice halting in his throat for a second - but she finally relaxed, settling to the sounds of her father’s humming. Karamatsu quieted his humming just a hint, finding her blanket to cover up. As he did so, he trailed off his lullaby, hand coming over her head to softly stroke her scalp and cup her little cheek. She let out a soft, sleepy sigh of contentment at his touch. He felt his heart swell with emotion, looking down at his sleeping daughter. There was so much life in her already, and it warmed him to know she felt at ease hearing him sing. He bent over quickly to kiss her forehead,  “Only the sweetest of dreams I pray for you, firefly.”  Karamatsu crept quietly out of the bedroom, finally rejoining you in your bed. His arms wrapped around your middle and you moaned softly, still deep in slumber. He kissed your shoulder and let sleep take him once more, his last thought being of how elated he was both as a husband...and a father.