#future au

NAH, IMMA DO MY OWN THING.

Shadow randomly will get new doom modifications the more he ages

Bonus:

After getting separated during a trip to mementos, Joker and Crow are surprised to meet their future selves.

The beginning.

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A/N: This contains some brief smut... so just a warning, and was inspired by one of my favorite Modern Family episodes, and I just thought the concept is so funny to me, idk, I hope you like it!

Summary: It was your and Katsuki's anniversary, and as a start to your day, things got pretty steamy, but sadly, you were interrupted by your three kids simply trying to bring you both breakfast.

How will you handle it?

“Fuck! Katsuki!” you were face down, ass up in your husband's bed getting railed as his hips piston into yours roughly as he whispers dirty things in your ear (to put it bluntly). It was your tenth anniversary, and all three of your kids (Miharu, Kenji, and Itsuki) were peacefully asleep, or so you thought. 

“ngh~ Katsuki i’m gonna cum!”

“Shit, me too,” he groans as he bites your shoulder. 

Then your door opens. And your three kids scream and drop a tray of food, running. 

“Shit.” Bakugou quickly covers you both as you close the door with your quirk. You both sit there, him still inside you.

 “What are we gonna do?” You cover your hands with your face. 

“We could finish.” You can hear the smirk in his voice as he leans into your ear.

 “Get off of me!” You thrash your legs as you roll out of bed and sink to the floor. Bakugo rolls his eyes and sinks down next to you.

 “It’s gonna be fine, we don’t have to talk about it with them.” You swat his arm. 

“Of course we do! This could shape how they think about sex for the rest of their lives, Katsuki! I walked in on my parents having sex once, and they just let it hang there afterwards. It ruined my relationship with sex for years.” You took a reluctant bite of one of the pancakes that was on the tray on the floor by your feet. 

“It's gonna be okay. We’ll talk to them,” he comforts with an eye roll. 

Meanwhile downstairs, your three kids were freaking out.“I'm gonna vomit!” your eldest daughter Miharu screeches, gagging.

“I need bleach!” your middle daughter, Itsuki, states loudly, running to the kitchen sink and washing her eyes.

“Whats wrong?” your youngest son, Kenji, inquires.

“What's wrong?! Ugh! Nothing, Kenji; they were just… playing.” Miharu gags again

“Well, whatever they were playing, it looked like Dad was winning.” Kenji shrugs, plopping down on the couch, turning on the TV. 

“Gross!” Itsuki exclaims, eyes glued shut, water dripping all over the kitchen counter, sink still running.

Upstairs, you and Katsuki continue to sit and contemplate what to tell the kids. As both of you finally get up, exiting the bedroom, all three kids freeze downstairs. “We need to leave, now,” Itsuki says, pure horror in her tone.

“Yes! They're gonna wanna talk about it.” Miharu shivers at the thought, grabbing your car keys and dragging Kenji behind her out the door as Itsuki closes the door behind her older sister and little brother.

“Huh? What's your guy’s problem?” Kenji asks as he's tossed into the back seat of the minivan. 

“They were doing IT, Kenji. IT!” Miharu exclaims as she pulls out of the driveway. Kenji was old enough to know what IT meant but didn't fully grasp his sister's disgust.

“I mean, isn’t that a good thing?” Kenji asks, confused as to why his parents obviously still loving each other was such a big deal. 

“Not for us, Kenji. No one should see that.” Itsuki shudders at the thought of the earlier debacle. 

Back at the house, you and Katsuki hear the front door slam shut. “The fuck was that?” Katsuki asks at the bottom of the stairs, “Did they just leave? Little shits.” 

“Oh please, Katsuki. I would’ve left too. That had to be horrific for them” You pause with a sigh. “They’ll be back, and THEN we can talk.” You try to rationalize, still horrified yourself. “But happy anniversary.” Katsuki chuckles at that, simply pressing a kiss to your temple and humming as he walks into the kitchen to make some breakfast, waiting for the return of his kids. 

Miharu, Itsuki, and Kenji ended up driving to some gas station to grab coffee and a donut for kenji. “I should be studying right now,” Itsuki grumbles, still the most shaken, while Kenji sits between his sisters on a bench beside the gas pump the minivan is filling up at, playing with a lighter Miharu bought him.

“Don't make me regret buying you that.” After a few minutes of silently processing, the kids get back in the van, driving back home. Right before opening the door, Miharu pauses. “Whatever they say in there, just nod, okay?” Miharu opens the door, yelling to you and Katsuki. “We’re home!” 

“Oh, hey guys, where did you all go?” You walk out, arms crossed, Katsuki trailing right behind you.

“Just around.” Miharu shrugs, sitting down on the couch, signaling for her siblings to do the same. 

“We need to talk,” Katsuki states gruffly, stepping in front of the kids, you by his side. 

“So… what you guys saw earlier… was- Katsuki?” You cut yourself off, turning to Katsuki, looking up at him expectantly.

“Me and your mom are grown and can have sex when we want.” He says bluntly as the three kids groan, and I hit Katsuki's arm. 

“I mean, yes, technically, he is right, and sex is a natural part of any relationship-” The kids collectively groan a second time, getting up from the couch and walking away. “I don't think we did it,” You state, tired and slightly disappointed, as Katsuki tucks you into his side, kissing your head.

“Happy anniversary”