cw: babies!!!! you’re also referred to as “ma” once
okay but like,,,,,first time dad Bakugou giving his baby their first bath after coming home!!! you’re fluttering around the kitchen, trying to make sure you have your daughters towel ready, her baby safe soap, a tiny washcloth, that her teeny tiny pajamas are in the dryer.
it’s only when you take a second to ask Bakugou something do you finally just—pause. your gaze instantly softens, a lovesick smile inching on your face as you watch your big buff pro hero husband hunch over the kitchen sink.
your daughter is resting in the baby bath seat, lilac colored and reclined back. she squirms when Bakugou lets the warm water run over her naked, fat little belly. her face scrunches at the new sensation, fists balling up against her chest. he coos at her, gentle,
“I know, ya little princess. Feels weird on ya, doesn’t it?” he asks her, voice so small under the running water. he cups his hand, holds a handful of water, tilts her fat cheek up to let it slide in her neck rolls that always smell like milk. she whines at that, sniffles and hiccups before she cries. you go to take a step forward, to console her, but Bakugou is so patient.
“It’s alright,” he kisses her tears away. “Daddy’s just tryna help you.” he runs the water all over her body, and paired with his softly spoken words, does she finally quiet after a few seconds. her little body trembles with the aftermath, pouty lips puffy and he can’t help but smooth his hand over the softness of her face.
“Yer a crybaby, just like your ma.” he whispers to her, grinning when that breaks you out of your stupor to smack him on the shoulder. you both laugh at that, and you finally feel the peace that is your little family. you lean against Bakugou’s shoulder, pressing a kiss to his jaw before looking at your daughter again.
“You’re gonna be a great dad,” you mumble into his skin. he doesn’t say anything, but you can feel his shuddering breath, and the calmness that blankets the rest of your house.
I know everyone is feral for that sweet, sweet unrequited love angst between sidon and link with the introduction of yona in totk but please consider
Link is quietly devastated but trying to be supportive, while sidon is utterly confused by his suddenly off mood… because sidon has been under the impression he was already one of links many romantic partners in a non-exclusive polycule situation.
Cue a series of misunderstandings a la buddy-comedy, where sidon finds out that other cultures do not have the same “clothing as means of proposal” traditions, so link’s wildly diverse outfits from across hyrule were not, in fact, indication of him having an array of lovers. (Yona, who is totally fine with the open nature of political marriages, realized there had been some sort of miscommunication almost immediately. She absolutely has to finally arrange for them to talk because hylia bless them those idiots were not going to figure it out on their own)
Okay but like the whole blending herself together with the Winter King just makes so much sense, she's only the madness of the crown.
She doesn't feel whole because it's only madness without its maker. The only thing she is missing is the wearer, the supposed to be bearer of the curse.
Like if I were the madness that laid within the crown I would also go to any measure to be reunited with my wearer. If dating and marriage is refused I too would just decide to blend myself with my user. I wouldn't be whole, I'm just the curse without the body I'm meant to be in. Blended we are right, apart we are just wrong.
ANYWAYS Deadwood to me’s literally just one of those creepy ass old southern hunting towns… so here’s some things I think Wiwi Wisp does based offa that
• William Wisp knows about 4 ways to skin a deer and even more how to gut one
• He saw the shotgun in s2 and all those days when they were younger and David would take him out and shoot cans and bottles to pass time came flying back to him like it was trying to attack him, THATS truly how he knows how to use that thing
•He sees lone crying children and while trying to calm them down to find out what’s wrong calls them Sugar and Darlin and Dear and Bubba
•William Wisp who says only Ma or Mama and who probably called his dad daddy til he was like 14
•He refuses to talk when he gets too mad because his accent starts slipping out and it embarrasses him
•He has a secret country playlist buried with all his other music [It has a fake out title so if anyone sees it they don’t think ab it]
•He DEFINITELY passive aggressively says “God bless you” when he’s pissed at people
•He constantly slips up and says little country sayings that he then has to explain to the others
•He only drinks tea that’s so sweet it almost made Vyncent throw up at one point.
•He says hes “Sick as a dog” when not feeling good [<- edit add on]
Hi, don't know if you remember but a good while ago I asked for persmission to make Hector as a doll, well he's finally done and I wanted to show you ^^
I'm not sure if links work but here's my instagram if you want to see other pictures : instagram.com/poulpe_en_ciel/
He was challenging but quite satisfing to make, I hope I did him justice!
Have a nice day :)
WAIT I'M SCREAMING I- HOW ARE THESE DETAILS SO DELICATE AND STUNNING AND!!!! HOW D. H
𖦹 Warnings: Mentions of the orange peel theory so maybe look it up if you don’t know what that is, nothing else this man could do no wrong
⋆。°‧Requests are open! Comments and reblogs are welcome and appreciated♡
―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: this is incredibly short but i had to get it out of my system i miss peeta its been rotting my brain, also i promise I’ll get to my requests eventually :p
This has not been proofread ^_^
Peeta who can’t keep his hands off you. Not necessarily in a sexual manner, he’s just simply yearning for your reassurance and the comfort of your presence. Weather it’s locking pinkies together while you walk alongside each other or simply playing with your hair while you sleep
Peeta who would do absolutely anything for you. That orange peeling trend on tiktok is kinda what made me want to write this because omg??? He heard you complain once about how sticky your hands get when you peel them and he hasn’t let you peel yourself one since. That man would run into a house fire just to get you that orange. He’d plant his own orange tree, tending and caring for it just for you if he could
Peeta who never comes home without brining you some kind of gift. If he’s in town and finds a small trinket he thinks you’ll like, you bet he’s getting it for you. Picking flowers on his way home simply because they’re your favorite color and picking up a small rock because it was kinda shaped like a heart, anything he thought you’d like he’d get for you in a heartbeat
Peeta who enjoys your presence no matter what you’re doing together. You could be quietly reading a book and he’d lay on the opposite side of the bed just admiring you as your eyes are glued to the page. Completely oblivious to his gaze on you, his eyes reflecting appreciation and fondness with every lingering look
Peeta who loves seeing you in his clothes. He’s coming home after working on the garden you guys started together and can’t help but just beam at the sight of you cooking in one of his t-shirts. You’d wake up missing him a bit more than usual that morning and start looking for anything of his, smiling fondly at his familiar scent as you slip on his t-shirt and begin your day
Peeta who always brings you back a small treat from the bakery, weather it’s your favorite bread or a cupcake decorated especially for you with small hearts and smiley faces, he always makes sure to never come home empty handed