Billy is definitely a girl's father, he would spoil her so much, his daughter would literally be the princess of his life
Aite, you wanna talk about this? Prepare for pain.
Billy would be terrified of having a kid. Boy? Girl? Same anxiety.
He's never experienced functional parents, the closest thing he's had to family, before you, is Frank and Maria.
It would take so much to even get him to be comfortable with the idea of kids. Years and years of therapy as I've said before.
I think he'd have nightmares of being a dad. He'd probably have terrible dreams where he's become the monster in someone else's life. He'd wake in cold sweats, close to tears and shaking. You'd hold him and try to make him feel better, wrapping him in blankets and bringing him tea.
When you actually get pregnant, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the nightmares definitely get worse. You get so worried about it and he assures you that he's fine.
Billy leans heavily on Frank and his therapist in those days and he tries his best to hide it and it stresses you out anyway and he just hates himself more and more.
Until one day you call him and tell him you've gone into labour and he's paralysed. He calls Frank, because it's the only thing his panicking brain can do. Frank gets him into gear, driving him to the hospital.
He gets there, and you're so scared that it temporarily pulls all the fear out of him. He's there for you now, above everything, and he holds your hand and he gives you sweet words of encouragement.
When he holds his kid for the first time, he feels this sense of calm wash over him. Boy or girl, he would do anything for the small bundle in his arms.
The fear still takes a while to go away, and therapy helps a bit, and knowing he has Frank behind him, makes it better.
The number of people he would kill for increases by one.
It really does not matter to him whether it's a boy or a girl, they're spoiled either way, he'd play doctor with his daughter and tea time with his son if it's what they wanted. He'd love them if they took to ballet, or to martial arts and he'd always find a way to give them what he never got. Safety, protection, love.
I think his only issue as a dad would be overprotectiveness.
Giving this a shot, sorry if it's not how this is supposed to go, I don't do imagines very often.
TW: Panic, Fluff, Slight Daddy Billy
Gif Credit: @banditthewriter
Looking for you everywhere, panic, this was a major event and you vanished after him telling you to not go anywhere. Looking around his heart begins to race, he didn't trust anyone at this event for you to just up and vanish. His heart pounded in his chest like a child shaking a rattle. Licking his lips he paces the spot he told you to not leave.
Checking his watch frantically he licks his lips again he becomes panicked, more so, jittery, even a little snippy with other guests. When he sees you around the corner he walks straight to you and looks over your face.
"Don't ever do that again. You had me panicked, I thought something happened to you." He stated with a stern tone.
"I'm okay, I just went to the bathroom." You state your brow arched.
"And you didn't tell me?" He asks.
"Uhh, no, do I need to?" you ask hesitantly.
"Yes! Absolutely. I was worried about you." He licks his lip. "Never do that again." He states pulling you close making sure that you're right there with him. You hear his heart pounding and you feel small in his arms and you hold him close.
"I'm sorry. I won't leave your side again." You look at him and promise kissing him softly.
"Thank you. Now let's get back with the others." He smiles kissing you back and grabs your hand keeping you close. You smile like a school girl and keep at his side.
Giving this a shot, sorry if it's not how this is supposed to go, I don't do imagines very often.
TW: Fluff, Daddy Billy
Gif Credit: @withincellsinterlinked
It wasn't every day that this happened, but today was a unique day in itself. You had woke up from a small nap while he was out running a small training session at Anvil and he had come home to see you in tears.
"What's wrong Princess?" He asks you.
"I woke up and you weren't there." You wipe your face.
"Aww, I'm sorry. It was a last-minute thing, you were sleeping and looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake you up. I'm sorry Princess." He reaches forward and wipes your tears with his thumb and licks his thumb and smirks. He always loved the taste of your tears. Something about it fueled him.
Sitting up a bit you let out a small breath. "Can I have Fluffles?" You ask pointing to the stuffed dog on the chair in the corner of the room. With a smirk, he walks over and grabs the dog with this sense of care. He looks down at the dog.
"Okay Mr. Fluffles, we're going to have a talk. You need to be a better guard dog for my Princess when I'm gone." He states. Pretending the dog responds he hands it to you. "He'll try harder."
With a chuckle, you wrap your arms around him. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, baby. Turn on your cartoons, and I'll get you some adult juice." He smirked as he grabbed a bottle of red wine and 2 wine glasses and made his way back over. "Two hands now." He smirked as he ordered pizza from his phone and sat there with you watching Adventure Time.