❄️Headcannon❄️
Akaza x fem pregnant wife hcs
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❄️ During Pregnancy
• At first, Akaza is terrified when he realizes Y/N is pregnant. Not because he doesn’t want children, but because he can’t fathom something so pure and fragile surviving in his cursed world.
• Akaza is already hyper-attentive to Y/N’s needs, constantly worried if she’s eating enough or resting.
• He becomes fiercely protective never letting Y/N lift anything heavy, constantly bringing her food (sometimes sneaking the best fruits or sweets).
• He talks to them when he thinks Y/N is asleep soft whispers about how much he loves them already, how he’ll protect them, how he can’t wait to meet them.
• He notices her belly is bigger than he expected, but just assumes it’s because his baby is strong and healthy. He even brags about it “Our baby must be powerful, look at how much strength they already have.”
• When the movements inside her are sometimes in two different places at once, he furrows his brows, confused, but brushes it off.
❄️ The Birth
• When labor starts, Akaza is frantic. He paces, grips his own arms until they bruise, muttering under his breath. For once in centuries, he feels powerless. when it begins, he’s clinging to Y/N’s side, kissing her forehead, whispering encouragement even though he’s shaking himself.
• The first baby’s cry makes his knees nearly buckle. His vision blurs instantly with tears he can’t believe this tiny miracle is his.
• But then… another cry fills the air.
• Akaza freezes. His eyes snap wide open as he stares in disbelief. “W–what? Another?!”
• He falls completely silent for a moment, as if the world has stopped, before whispering in awe: “Twins…”
• When both are placed near Y/N’s chest, he cradles his head in his hands, laughing through tears. “Two… Y/N, you gave me two… You gave me more than I could ever deserve.”
• Akaza can barely breathe. He notices immediately
• Their cheeks are round and rosy, with soft skin that looks human but has an almost ethereal glow.
• Their tiny nose and lips remind him so much of Y/N, delicate and perfectly shaped, and he can’t help but lean in close to memorize them.
• Their little hands when one curls around his finger, he whispers hoarsely, “So small… so strong already.”
• When he finally gets to hold them, one in each arm, he’s speechless. His thumbs brush over their cheeks, his expression completely soft almost childlike wonder.
• He kisses Y/N’s forehead with a shaky voice “You’re… incredible. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you.”
❄️ Their Features (Human–Demon Hybrids)
• Twin One
• Eyes: Soft teal, with faint slitted pupils, glowing faintly in the light.
• Hair: Pale with a blush of pink undertones, fine and wispy.
• Markings: Barely-there swirls along the temple, so faint they look like delicate birthmarks.
• Expression: Calm, observant even as a newborn, blinking slowly up at him.
• Twin Two
• Eyes: Pale rose-pink, a perfect mix of Akaza’s tones and Y/N’s warmth, also with the faint demon slit in the center.
• Hair: Darker, almost midnight black with faint streaks of blue when the light catches.
• Markings: A small curling mark along the arms, tiny and soft, like a promise of Akaza’s heritage.
• Expression: Crying louder, fists flailing already fiery, already stubborn.
❄️ Akaza’s Reaction to Their Features
• His tears don’t stop as he studies them. He can’t believe the symmetry of them two halves of a whole.
• He laughs shakily through tears when he realizes “They each took something of us… Y/N, look one has your lips, the other your nose… and their eyes… they’re ours.”
• He brushes his fingers gently over their faint markings, murmuring, “Not cursed. Beautiful. Proof that we exist… together.”
• When he finally holds both, one in each arm, he presses his forehead to theirs and whispers “You’re perfect. Both of you… I never thought something so good could come from me.”
❄️ Afterward
• He refuses to put them down, always keeping one twin against his chest while Y/N rests with the other.
• Sometimes he just sits there all night staring at them, whispering “Two gifts… I didn’t know I could be so lucky.”
• The fact that there are two of them makes him even more protective he swears nothing will ever harm his family.
❄️ As a Father
• He insists on staying awake while Y/N rests, holding the babies close to his chest and humming lullabies from his human life, melodies he thought he had forgotten.
• He never imagined himself worthy of love, let alone a family but with Y/N and their twins, he finally feels complete.
• Akaza becomes even more protective than before, unwilling to let anyone near them. But with Y/N, he’s gentle, always reminding her she’s the strongest person he knows for bringing their children into the world.
• For the first time since turning into a demon, Akaza doesn’t feel like a monster. With his twins in his arms, he feels like a father.
Lil Bonus:
The night was quiet except for the faint rustle of blankets and the soft, rhythmic breathing of the two tiny bundles nestled between you and Akaza. The twins slept soundly, their little hands curled into fists, faint markings shimmering like pale strokes of moonlight against their delicate skin. One had their lips parted, sighing softly in sleep, while the other stirred now and then, clinging unconsciously to their sibling. Akaza lay on his side, propped up on an elbow, completely transfixed. His eyes moved from one child to the other, then to you. You were exhausted, drifting in and out of sleep, but he couldn’t stop himself from whispering. “They’re… perfect,” he murmured, voice unsteady as if the weight of the words pressed on his chest. His fingers hovered over the twins’ cheeks before brushing your hair back from your face. “Y/N… you gave me this. You gave me them.” You stirred slightly, eyes fluttering open just enough to see him, his expression a mixture of awe and disbelief. A faint smile tugged at your lips, but before you could speak, his voice broke again. “I don’t deserve you,” he admitted, trembling fingers lightly tracing the outline of one twin’s tiny hand. “I thought my hands were only made for breaking… for hurting. But then you—” His throat caught, and he bent closer, his forehead resting against yours. “You made me a father.” The babies shifted in their sleep, and Akaza froze as if the whole world might shatter if he breathed too loud. When they settled again, he let out a shaky laugh, wiping his eyes quickly with the back of his hand. “Two miracles,” he whispered, turning his gaze back to you. “You carried them, protected them… and gave me more than I ever thought I’d have. Y/N, you’re stronger than I’ll ever be.” His hand found yours beneath the blanket, gently squeezing, He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your temple, then to the crown of each twin’s head. “I’ll protect you all,” he promised, voice so low it was almost a prayer. “Every breath, every fight everything I am is yours. You and our babies.” The room was silent again, save for the steady heartbeat beneath his palm as he rested it over your hand and the twins’ blanket. For the first time in centuries, Akaza felt whole.
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