#he looks so massive in that tiny chair 😭

[burstingsunrise]

Spread legs Luke is really a sight to behold😍 His outfit, smile, lil stretch, curls.. (and when he puts his hands on his lap and bounces them off his d*ck🫠)

asjdfljdsf YES you get it!!

he's being so cute and sweet and beautiful and doing the eye rub laugh and talking about his reflective songs in the sunshine and it's very 🥺🥰🤩

...but then he also does that stretch to display his body and tempt us with a little bit of neck and armpit, and of course the cherry on top - adjusting his jacket, spreading his legs wide, and basically using his hands as a bullseye pointing to his dick. thanks luke! would've been thinking about it with or without your guidance but i appreciate the encouragement! i can't even talk about the bounce on main or things will get out of hand.

[mossyivy]

As much as I love Violet and Cecilia can we get a little something something of Leon with little Scottie? Bonding time, playing with him, etc. 😭 It’s just the two of them in the house. It’s quiet without his wife and the girls. They’re both on the play mat and I think Leon would just stare at his son. Named after him. His twin. This guy is just tearing up :’)

Oh my God ofc! He's just a little baby they don't do much but I could see him having the time of his life.

Leon's missed having a baby in the house and now he'd have a son to bond with! Definitely a massive fan of tummy time. Have his little mat with bears all over it and a mirror for him to interact with himself. Leon's so amused watching his son grab at his own reflection hundreds of times.

"Yeah! That's you!" He'd always say in that chipper baby voice he insists he hates but when it comes to his kids anything goes.

His little boy just recently started learning to turn over. Once he's on his back he's a little wiggly worm. Kicking his feet and waving his arms when he sees his daddy sitting on the floor with him. And the excited little squeal Scottie would let out every time he saw his father, it be enough to melt the coldest of hearts!!! The smile Leon would have on his face would be just as wide as it was the first 2 times he raised little ones.

But feeding time was always entertaining. Getting to hold his son in his arms while he gripped his bottle and chugged down formula like it's liquid gold. Those cute chubby cheeks a soft rosy shade, sweet button nose and full head of brunet hair. Scott really did look like a tiny version of him.

And after a good burping it's nap time. Leon would be sitting in the living room, rocking Scottie in the old rocking chair they had to pull out of storage and hum "You are my sunshine" like he did with his girls. Giving light little but pats as he felt Scott settle down against his chest. Just rocking him and feeling his little tummy filling up with air and deflate repeatedly.

Made him tear up as he kisses his little head and tells him how much he loves him.

[princess-tulip-writes]

I just KNOW that Azzie has the biggest size kink for his tiny little princess, seeing how small she is next to him, how big his clothes are on him, AND IMAGINE you know how big illyrians are? Surely they have custom made massive furniture to fit them, Az definitely love seeing his little mate look so tiny in their house and against all the furniture, so small in the bed, on the sofa, how little she is in the bath 😭😭 I need it so badly and he 100% thrives off of having to reach up to grab everything from her because of the high shelves 🥹🩷NEED

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oh my gosh, for sure. like illyrian’s definitely have special furniture accustomed to their wings and it’s so much larger than regular stuff. no matter what size you are, they look like giant household items compared to you and he just likes it’s so fucking cute. his arm chair basically towers over you, and on the occasion that he’s not home and you decide to slump in his chair bc you miss him, it’s such an adjustment bc you’re not used to having so much room. it’s super comfy but kind of awkward because it has certain cut outs in the back for illyrian wings, but you look so miniature inside of it, his hearts melts when he comes home after a long day and sees his princess looking so tiny napping in his oversized chair <3

the beds are huge, both wide and long because illyrians are typically freakishly tall with long ass limbs, plus the wings need to be stretched out when they sleep so the width is pretty important. but, there is always enough room for you to curl up under his wing, and snuggle into his chest. there is also enough room for you both to scoot to different sides of the bed comfortably after a fight, but those never last bc by three am, his shadows are annoyed with their master’s stubborn behavior and begin to lecture him to cuddle up to you. the sex varies in many positions too… just saying.

omg the sofas are literally like the size of a full size mattress. there is so much room, and azriel always has his wing curled around you when you’re both chilling on the couch. it makes for good fucking too, there is so much space to move, it’s perfect and probably your second favorite place to fuck.

And the high shelf thing???? so. fucking. true.

his shadows would whisper to him about your current struggle in the kitchen for your favorite mug, which he purposely put on the third shelf, and he would rush to your aid with a smirk on his face. the cocky fucker would come behind you, set his hand on your hip and reach it perfectly, so perfectly that it makes your teeth and thighs clench.

bunny, your thoughts never disappoint. thank you for this contribution.

[kingkatsuki]

I had a thought earlier when Bakugo and his significant other drop off there kid at kindergarten for the first time they are barely keeping it together and I imagine there kid like just walked away from them not even looking back. And once they are out of sight the significant other just sobs like they didn't even look back or cry for us. And Bakugo hugs them and pats there back but he's also having a hard time too😂😭

I think Bakugou would be sobbing worse than us tbh. You’d have to convince the man that he can’t stay at school with you all day, and for the first hour he demands to stay to make sure your little girl is okay.

So the teacher has this massive Pro-Hero sitting down on one of those tiny toddler chairs at the back of the class as he watches his shy little girl suddenly begin to come out of her shell and thrive before he leaves.

And after the first hour he’s calling you on the phone (still sobbing) and telling you that your little girl doesn’t need him anymore, so now you’re consoling him that she does in fact still need her dad but it’s good that she likes reception😭

[carlplsrailme]

HII DAISY (with intention of making you witness my undying love for Carl) 🐈‍⬛🦈 ANON HERE I HAD THR MOST SEVERE BRAINROT YOU NEED TO HEAR THIS LMFOAOAOOO im so sorry in advance ily shawty 😕💗

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warnings: perv!carl, innocent!reader, fluffy carl, deranged ramblings, slight dubcon? (nothing too dark hes just a grabby lil guy), sort of ddlg-ish, corruption kink, horrible humor, female masturbation, carl helps out reader, mutual pining + "strictly friends" plot because i love that shit, nicknames like princess/baby/doll

(Carl is 18+ here, think S8/9) (he is alive in my mind 😻😻)

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perv!carl would 100% fr ong randomly grab you, like you'd be standing next to his chair at the table rambling about the first issue of some comic you found and wanting him to help you find the rest, and he keeps peeking at the hem of the tiny skirt you're wearing that keeps jumping up and down as you move excitedly, you're like "pleasepleaseplease you have to come with me and get the rest it ended on such a massive cliff- AAH" and hes looking at you like "ended on such a what?" with such an innocent face as if he didn't just shove his hand up your skirt and grab your upper thigh and ass in his big hand 😭 and you're just like "-hanger uh Carl what are you doing" and he starts groping at the flesh and so casually says "touching you princess, friends do that right?" knowing damn well you're thinking about stuff like holding hands or hugging

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perv!carl not letting you read the 18+ comics he has because "you're too sweet for this, its got naked people baby, can't let stuff like that pollute your pretty little head" 1, 2, 3...bingo  "please? just wan see a little?" and he can't say no to your doe eyes- well i mean thats the reaction he wanted from you anyway- knew he was going to get. i think it goes without saying that you were swirming in his lap the whole time you read as he held the book and turned the pages for you, hot breath on the back of your neck and between your legs

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sitting on perv♡carls leg one day as you watch tv and hes writing down stuff you guys need at home and he absentmindedly starts bouncing the leg you're sitting on, you didn't really notice anything other than a tingly feeling at first and now you're gently rubbing your soaked pussy onto his jeans thanking God he wore black ones today struggling to not move too much so he doesn't see you acting like a bunny in heat. You're up off his lap as everything starts to feel warmer and fuzzy, too scared to know whats going to happen next, a little "'m sleepy, gonna go upstairs" as you wobbly at first walk run  away into the shared bedroom and sit on the edge of your bed trying to will the feeling away. It doesn't help that Mr Eddie bear (EDDIE MUNSON REFERENCE???!??!?!?111!!11😱😱 *GONE WRONG* *POLICE CALLED*) your most beloved teddy is staring at you with his beady little eyes saying "hump me! hump me!" he wasn't doing that at all he was just looking at you and you thought of recreating your little activity with Carl onto him, he was right about the comics polluting your pretty head 😕

Carl didn't really hear your soft whimpers coming from upstairs, the hem of your tshirt you hapharzedly bit on muffling the sounds, but as he neared the door - he didn't mean to hear them, he just wanted his gun so he could get your comics for you - he hears your soft sobs coming through the tiny crack in the door which you didn't fully close. This man thinks your crying at first, goes over every single thing he did that day incase he was the cause of it but all of a sudden snapping out of that once he hears your aah and then a frustrated whine. He likes to think he didn't start palming himself over his jeans at the sight of you in your blush underwear with a little red bow and lace edges, white teeshirt soaking at the hem from your spit, messy hair framing your flushed face covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Small hands gripping into the comforter as you grinded your hips down onto Mr Eddie Bears poor, now soaked face, eyes squeezed shut under your furrowed eyebrows. He whimpers a little thinking hes never seen anything prettier, even in your feral state which he unknowingly caused, you're the most beautiful thing hes ever laid his eye(s) on. He then fingered you till you bit him and cried and then fell asleep on him afterward ☺☺

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perv!carl cumming in your underwear and making you wear it, loooooves watching you turn pink everytime you sit down and squirm feeling his warm fluids under you.

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Not perv!carl idk what to call thsi one😞 but Carl letting you shave his face, you're sitting on the bathroom counter with your tongue poked out and eyes squinting narrow as you drag the razor gently up his jaw. Hes holding your waist and watching you do this with so much concentration, loves your little whine and then giggle when he boops you, getting shaving cream onto your nose (sobbing qnd weeping)

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Sitting on Carls lap as he fingers you and you jerk him off, then lick his cum off your fingers while he looks at you flabbergasted, "tastes like ice cream" you say softly with a little giggle - you're gonna have to use your hands again -

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SLEEPING WITH HIM RAAAAHHHH hes the biggest softest warmest cuddlyest big perfect boy to cuddle with or just sleep on, I like to imagine lying on him like a ducking koala bear - legs on either side of his hips, arms around his neck and your face squished into his, hes got his arms around your waist holding you tight so you don't slip off (like thats even possible)

every now and then you rub your nose into his cheek like a cat, long gone into dreamland whispering his name among some other incoherent words

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Carl. Just Carl yes thats all, Carl

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Carl Monstercock Grimes fucking you missionary, your legs are hiked up and wrapped around his hips, one arm around his neck and the other lying limp like the rest of your body. Hes lying on top of you, keeping you down with his weight as he fucks in and out of you, hitting that one spot which makes you go all stupid over and over and over again, you're not even sure how long its been or how many times you've cum at this point. You can feel him so deep inside of you, literally no thoughts just Carl♡Carl♡Carl♡

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Carl making you suck his dick out in the open, your bare knees are on the rough pebbles getting rubbed raw as he fucks your face. He cums and you swallow it all and he picks you up off the ground to your feet like a little doll. Feelsbadman when he sees your cut up red and pink knees, makes you back against the wall as he gets onto his knees and kisses yours better - Now in his defense you shouldn't have worn a skirt he got a peak up of so easily - so technically he isn't to blame for your trembling thighs around his shoulders as you cum on his mouth and fingers 😊

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sorry if this is much or you don't like these asks, i wont share if you dont wish to see these <33

OK BYEBYE SWEETIE, THANK YOU FOR DOING GODS WORK WITH THIS ACCOUNT HAVE A LOVELY DAY ILY BYEBYE 💗💗💗🐈‍⬛🦈🐈‍⬛🦈🐈‍⬛🦈

omg..why way i CACKELED AT THAT DUMBASS YOUTUBE TITLE OF EDDIE OAIRGOIERHGOEIRHGAERHG i fr needed a moment.

but DAMN cat shark, girl you really just wrote a whole ass book and dipped. I KNOW this has been in your head for a while LMAWEIFA

but this is amazing omg <3 thank you for taking the time to write this babes!! <3

[grey-sides]

Even thought it was beautiful just like everything you write 💕💕💕, my heart needs healing after the one sided Harringrove drabble 😭😭😭. Would you be open to a tiny little both boys are nervous to confess their feelings only to find out the other feels the same way?

tapes up your heart with duct tape Here you go! This is longer than any drabble I've fulfilled thus far haha, so so much for tiny! This is also a ton of Robin meddling so I hope in addition to it being fluffy for the boys, it's also kind of silly on behalf of Robin. I hope you enjoy!!

Robin is laying on her back with her head hanging off Steve’s bed, trying to do her eyeliner. She keeps poking herself in the eye and Steve keeps gesturing to his desk which might be easier to use. But she says stabbing herself makes it look more punk. She also says that Steve looks sillier like this and she wants to see him at his maximum silliness. 

“He doesn’t like me, Robin!” Steve insists, adding a final spritz of hairspray on the top of his head. He’s kind of gotten away from the three perfect sprays since his hair basically touches his shoulders now, at the back. 

“He does. Steve, I am a lesbian so that means I’m smarter and better at knowing these things than you are,” Robin retorts, pulling her eyelinger pencil away from her face. “You should just tell him.”

Steve turns to her, slamming his hairspray can on his dresser. “No! I’ve already told you, I’m not going to say anything to him because I don’t want to risk our friendship.”

“You risked our friendship by telling me and what happened? Nothing. Maybe, we even became better friends because of it!”

Steve sighs and he fights the urge to run his fingers through his hair because he literally just got finished doing it. “I know that but this is…this is way bigger stakes, Robs. I don’t just have a crush on him, I have like…a megacrush on him. I want to make him french toast in the morning and cut up fresh strawberries for him! Not use jam or the canned pie filling! Actual, fresh strawberries that I would slice by hand!”

Robin sits up and snorts at him before bursting out into full blown laughter. “Steve Harrington, you are the most dramatic person I know. You should tell him because he feels the same way and not telling him is torture for you both.”

Steve makes a bunch of gestures with his hands before finally dropping them with a resounding smack on his thighs. The doorbell rings a moment later and Steve grabs his jacket off the back of his desk chair. “No and don’t you say anything either because we’re just going to a movie, we’re not ruining Steve’s life.”

Robin follows him out of the room, chuckling the whole way. Apparently, this was a job for Robin Buckley, amateur matchmaker. 

***

Robin and Billy don’t hang out as much as she hangs out with Steve, but she still knows he has a massive crush on Steve. Because she’s seen him primping for a date while she hangs around to have a girls’ night with Jane, Max, Erica, and Nancy. And she’s seen him get ready to hang out with Steve and it’s the exact same pattern.

And Billy’s been going on less dates. Just in general since he got out of the hospital, but even before that. When he had a tentative truce with Steve going on and would visit Scoops occasionally. Robin would sit in the back with her whiteboard and doodle them kissing in the corner until Steve came back. It’s cute. 

But Billy is also adamant about not telling Steve. Though, his reasons are a bit more grounded in reality.

“People like us could be killed, Robin, if we’re not careful,” Billy insists and he turns around to stare at his ass in the mirror again. 

“Billy, William, disaster gay, I know this, but we could also be killed because we know government secrets so maybe live a little,” she tells him. She’s sitting on his bed now but she’s not doing anything. Max and Jane are making popcorn while they wait for Erica and Nancy. 

Billy turns to her and holds both fingers out, shaking his head. “No. I’m not risking it. Especially because Steve could react badly and that would be a disaster.”

“Billy, he talked about Bruce Springsteen for forty-five minutes yesterday. His music is not good enough to justify that level of worship, he’s just obsessed with the guy’s sweaty chest!”

“No. End of story. Don’t test my limits,” Billy snaps as he walks out of the bedroom. He’s hanging with Steve and Jonathan tonight. They’re probably all going to get high. Robin is only minorly jealous. But she gets to sit next to Nancy, so. 

Robin follows him out of the bedroom and leans against the wall opposite the coat rack as Billy gets ready to leave. “Okay well, life isn’t a movie, so it’s not going to magically work out unless you say something.”

Billy flips her off as he walks backwards out the door and Robin rolls her eyes. Billy might be more dramatic than Steve sometimes, it’s hard to say. She glances at the kitchen for a moment and smirks to herself. Maybe it’s time to use a little Robin magic. 

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It’s become clear that Billy and Steve won’t ever say anything to the other person without a little nudge in the right direction. And Robin happens to love nudging people or shoving them in the right direction, so she decides to take matters into her own hands. 

It’s a slow day at Family Video because Tuesdays are always slow. Their busiest days are Fridays and Sundays because people check out on Friday and return on Sunday. But slow days means she can do her homework at the counter while Steve goes in the back to rewind the tapes. It also means that she can steal Steve’s keys from under the counter for just a few minutes. She calls to tell him she’s taking out the trash. 

Robin had tried to impress a car girl once, it’s honestly time well spent. Just a quick pinch or two and her setup will be perfect. Steve can’t resist Billy looking into his car and Billy will probably crack under the slightest bit of pressure. She’s going to buy a bag of popcorn on her way out.

When Keith shows up to close up for the night and do the drawers, Robin tosses Steve his keys with a smile. She does buy herself a bag of popcorn and slings her book bag over her shoulder to walk out to his car. It’s still a little light out, which is perfect for what they need. 

Steve gets into the driver’s seat and Robin is trying to suppress a smile. He turns the key and she hopes he’s not looking over. It stalls. He waits a moment and tries again. Another stall. Steve curses and tries for a third time before laying his head on the steering wheel. 

“Oh my god,” he mutters and shoves his way out of the car. Robin follows a little more sedately, making gesturing motions at the car like she might be of some help. Steve doesn’t know she knows anything about cars. 

Steve gets on the phone, begging Billy to come take a look at it and if nothing else, drive Robin home while Steve waits for a tow. Billy promises to be there soon, step one- complete. 

They wait outside, leaning on Steve’s bumper while Billy’s new Stingray pulls into the lot. It looks like something James Bond would own but Robin knows Steve practically drools over it. For a guy who can barely change a tire, he seems to love Billy’s car. 

Billy gets out and Steve pops the hood, waving his hands around as he explains the issue. Billy’s leaning over the engine and his torso looks long and lean. Steve keeps talking in circles, getting distracted, step two- complete.

Robin pulls out her bag of popcorn and peels it open, taking a handful. She leans against Billy’s car and watches them argue, it’s getting dark fast. Her pocket is a little heavy. Step three- nearly there. 

It really is like watching a movie because Billy asks Steve to stop talking and Steve tells him he has a flashlight in the car, just let him go get it. Then Billy snags Steve’s polo and points at his engine, demanding to know if he has any enemies and Steve goes pale because that can only mean one thing. 

Robin slides a spark plug out of her pocket and tosses it in the air, catching it a couple times. 

“Billy, oh my god, what if it’s the government?” Steve asks desperately, tugging on his hair. “What if I said something and now they’re out to get me? Oh shit. Shit. Shit.”

Billy sighs, long-suffering and smooths his hands over Steve’s shoulders, shaking his head. “Stevie, it’s not the government. It’s probably just some punk kids playing a prank on you or-” he looks over at Robin and she’s caught. Step four- check and mate.

“Or it’s an asshole that goes by the name Robin.”

“Robin?” Steve asks, furrowing his brow. “What?”

Billy stalks over and holds out his hand. “Spark plugs. Now.”

Robin holds one up, dangling it over his palm. “You get one now and one when you…confess.”

“Now,” Billy repeats. 

“Robin?” Steve asks again, sounding lost and confused. 

“Steve, confess and you can have your spark plugs back!” Robin tells him, wiggling the one in her fingers around. “I’m tired of dancing around this.”

“Confess what?” Steve tries, but his voice has gone a little high and nervous like it can where Billy’s concerned. 

“Confess.”

“Fuck! Fine! Steve, I have a massive, gay, stupid crush on you, okay? Robin, give me the spark plugs.” Billy thrusts his hand out again, impatient. His temper is so easy to manipulate.

Robin drops both of them into his hand with a ‘thank you’ and an emphatic look at Steve.

Steve’s jaw is hanging wide open and he looks at Billy as he stalks back over to shove the plugs back in. “Are you serious?”

Billy fixes him with a mutinous glare. “Yes. And if you say shit about it, I’ll fucking kill you.”

Steve waits until Billy has the hood slammed shut before he reaches out to curl his fingers around Billy’s wrist. “Can I say that I feel the same way or will that also get me killed?”

Billy’s eyes go wide too and his expression softens. He looks vulnerable, Robin eats another handful of popcorn. Way better than any romance movie on the shelves right now. “You for real?” Billy whispers. 

“Yes,” Steve murmurs, nodding quickly. “Serious as a heart attack.”

“Kiss!” Robin shouts, tossing popcorn kernels at them. 

They bang their noses together in the first lean-in, but get it right after that and Robin’s not even mad that she doesn’t get home until well after dark. 

[pink-apollo]

Ok I legit went and got heavily invested in Call of Duty Modern Warfare because of you and now I’m a Ghost simp 👻😭 Why is his backstory so sad! Please I want to hug him but I feel like he would hate it 😂. (Also Price, I mean damn that voice and commanding presence is 😍) Anyway maybe if you would be willing could you do some Ghost headcanons about anything you want? There’s surprisingly little Ghost x Reader out there I think! Could be fluffy or a little more nsfw 😉 I won’t complain! Thank you and take care of yourself! 💖💖

There are like a good 8 asks for my mans ghost😂 But thank you dear anon🥺💕 I’m glad that you enjoy the content that I make and have come along the simp train for ghost! Wasn’t really sure where I was going with this but I hope that it’s okay. A bit out of my usual comfort zone but here we are! I do plan to get more ghost content out there, just all the sudden had a massive urge to write once more :3 Happy holidays! 🎊

Maybe it was the way he stood, or possibly the way he asserted himself when spoken to as well as acknowledged. How he would clear his throat and speak with such a tone that no one could ever mistaken it for someone else. The man stood there as he and the captain talked amongst themselves, clearly something was going on but possibly what?

The light peaked through the curtains by your bed side, the light just barley over your sleeping form as the tiny particles could be seen by the naked eye. Eyes shifting back and forth and once opened, bright hospital lights where over your head, the curtain separating you from another patient that was sound asleep, light snoring coming from them. Looking around it seemed as if an iv was hooked up to your hand, the bag almost empty and severe pain surging down...to where there once was a leg. The left one was still intact but clearly wounded but the lower right? Gone.

The door opened and there in front of you was your nurse, the dark circles under her eyes clearly showing that it was indeed a long night. She pulled a chair beside your bed with a clipboard that was in her hand, blue pen ready to write down whatever it was.

”It’s nice to see that you pulled through, was a fraud that you weren’t going to make it. My name is Ella, do you remember how you got here?” She paused and waited for you to answer but all you could do was just sit and stare at her. What even happened? What had led to this very moment? With a shake of your head, she began to write. “Do you remember there being an explosion?” Another shake. More writing. ”If you’re up for it, there’s two people here that are very worried about you and would like to speak to you.” The nurse got up but before she left, she placed another chair by your bed and then left.

Replacing her was a familiar face that you knew all too well. The captain sat before you with a small container in his hand. Another pair of footsteps where heard and there was Simon, sitting in the chair that was closest to you.

“How ya feelin?“ Price waited for an answer but it seemed that you were still in shock.

“How did I get here? What happened?”

He sat back in his chair before speaking again. “You protected those young kids. Do you not remember? A grenade was thrown and without thought you ran in to protect a young girl with her brother in her arms.”

Pausing for a moment flashes of the room came into mind, price and Simon standing there, the conversation, the young siblings that where found all cane back flooding into your mind.

“Did they make it?”

“Of course they did, because of you. If you hadn’t protected them they wouldn’t be alive.”

Price handed the small container to you and inside was one of your favorite home cooked meals, although the grumble of your stomach made it seemed as if you were starving all day. Without really caring, you dove into it and ate is if it was our first meal in months.

“You’ve been here for two days-“

“Two?”

Simon nodded his head. Price headed out for a moment to grab a drink knowing you would like something other than water that the nurse had given you, leaving Simon and you alone.

“Gave us quite a scare you did. Don’t pull another stunt like that again.” The tone of his voice was light, clearly indicating he was joking but was difficult to detect due to that balaclava covering his face.

“Maybe if you showed your face I wouldn’t be playing hero or missing my lower leg. “ Looking over you peered down at the nub that was all bandaged up. It was...going to be a struggle but you pulled through many hardships before, just not something this big. It was definitely something that what impact your life forever.

Simon chuckled in response and sighed. Deep down he was extremely releaved that you were alright and that you pulled through. He wouldn’t dare leave your side unless he so desperately needed to when you were unconscious. Not knowing when you would wake up was killing him, but seeing you joke around with him made him realize that everything was gonna be okay. Even with a leg and a half he still thought you were everything he could have ever wanted. His famous glasses where tucked into his shirt so his icy blue eyes were on you. Gaze so intense that it sent you into a internal frenzy. How could it not?

Within moments of finishing up the food you were once again fast asleep in the hospital bed, just as soon as Price Came back. They both left but Simon had left a note that was placed in the palm of your hand, In hopes that maybe you will find humor in it but as well as a possible answer. He knew how you felt about him, how you admired him, how you would swoon when the man walked by. Maybe this would give him an excuse to visit you when awake rather than worry and not sleep when you were not awake. Hospital dates if you will. Watch whatever was on tv and gossip about it because what else is there to do when stuck in bed?

[kingkatsuki]

Soft dad Bakugou with his little girl and she knows that she has her dad wrapped around her little finger. She’s so mischief and sassy but she gets away with everything just by saying “I love you daddy” and Bakugou just melts. Imagine coming home from work or the store and you walk into the house expected to have both your husband and daughter there to greet you but instead you hear loud giggles and squeals coming from her room. Curiously you walk down the hall and peek into her bedroom only to see your husband Bakugou Katsuki sitting on a way to tiny plastic pink chair with a princess dress that only fits around his chest and a tiara on his head as your daughter ,who is wearing a matching dress, does his make up “daddy look! You’re a pretty princess like me and mommy!” And he’d smile softly because even though he’s got plastic reaching in places that plastic shouldn’t be, a dress that won’t go down past his shoulders and chest and crazy make up on his face he doesn’t care, as long as his little girl keeps that smile on her face he’s happy. He’s got his two favorite people in his life, you and the little happily spoiled princess you two made together 💖💖

This has my entire fucking heart!! Just imagining him trying to sit his massive Pro-Hero self on one of her little pink chairs🥺 and imagine her pouring him a cup of tea so he’s holding this plastic teacup because she had to help him get dressed up for tea! And he’d do it for her😭