ᯓᡣ𐭩.ᐟ ⊹ with a temper like you run around like you jumping in the pool, like you sing to all her pets in the way i did be sensitive like you
女儿
their daughter is the kind of girl everyone expected them to have : all ash in the face, all reo in the heart. she’s got ash’s lean build and dark, intense eyes, framed by long lashes, with that little crease between her brows when she’s concentrating too hard or about to cry. her hair falls the way ash’s does, a bit messy no matter how much reo brushes it, but when she smiles, it’s over — reo’s soft, bright, charming smile, the kind that makes her whole face glow.
she is profoundly sensitive to everything ; one raised voice, one careless word, and her eyes gloss over instantly. she gets overwhelmed easily, hides her face in reo’s chest or clings to ash’s sleeve, needing reassurance that everything is still okay. she’s definitely a crybaby, but under the tears there’s ash’s fiery little temper whenever she cares about something. she talks to her stuffed animals like they’re real, sings to the family pet in a small, soft voice, and feels emotions so big they practically spill out of her every time.
儿子
their son looks like reo’s clone, to the point people joke that ash had no say in the genetics at all. he has reo's distinct light hair, the same cool amethyst eyes, and the same lazy posture when he’s flopped on the couch, long limbs and a face that will clearly be trouble when he’s older.
but the personality sitting behind those reo-features is all ash. he acts unbothered, always ; arms crossed, brows slightly raised, a permanent “whatever” humming under everything he does. he shrugs off praise, pretends he doesn’t care when reo fusses over him, and acts immune to affection. but he’s a softie in disguise. he’s the one who silently hands his sister a tissue when she’s crying, leaves her favorite snack on her desk, or stands in front of her when someone’s being mean. he’ll deny he was worried, deny he was scared, deny he stayed up waiting for ash and reo to come home —but his red ears and the way he hovers say everything. he’s truly softer than ice cream melting during a hot summer day.
恋
reo is the kind of dad who treats parenthood like his favorite hobby and his greatest love story. he spoils them on instinct: extra five minutes of cartoons, extra dessert, extra toy at the store, anything to see their faces light up. rules bend around him like he’s gravity ; if their daughter’s lip wobbles or their son looks the slightest bit disappointed, his resolve is already gone. he’s endlessly soft, always hugging, kissing foreheads, calling them cute, treating every scribbled drawing like a masterpiece. reo does everything for them and never refuses them.
ash is the “stricter” one, the one who says no first and explains why. he sets boundaries, makes sure homework is done, bedtime is followed, and please-and-thank-you are non-negotiable. but his soft spot is so painfully obvious. a quiet “sorry” from their son or one shaky “daddy?” from their daughter and his stern act cracks right down the middle. he might be stricter than reo, but he is ultimately defenseless against their needs.
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my lil headcanons :3 heavily inspired by convos abt childhood w my friends ！！also question to @reositos what would u name ur and reo's children
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