Once upon a time, there was a human. And he was the worst human in all the land. I mean, other humans were afraid of him he was such a bastard. Then, one day, he's cursed, by Ankhseram. They restore his human soul and suddenly he's mad with guilt. You know "What have I done..." You know, he's freaked.
Okay. Now I'm sleepy.
Yeah well, it's a fairly dull tale. It needs a bit of sex, is my feeling.
So sure enough, enters a girl. Pretty little blonde thing. A magic user by trade. And our human falls madly in love with her. But eventually the two of them, well, they get fleshy with one another.
And the moment he- well, I guess the technical term is "Perfect Happiness". But when our boy gets there, he goes bad he kills again. It's ugly.
So when he gets his soul back for the second time, he figures hey he can't be anywhere near young Miss Puppy-Eyes without endangering them both. So what does he do? He takes off, goes to Alvarez, to fight evil and atone for his crimes. He's a shadow, a faceless champion of the hapless human race. Say, you wouldn't have a beer of any kind here, would you?
Request: Okay so the boys doing their daughters hair is too cute!!! Daddy 5sos is just assffghjkl! So I’m requesting more daddy 5sos is, and I don’t care what about, but here’s a few ideas. -going out for ice cream -making their kid pancakes -finding out your pregnant again -toilet training? Idk could be cute I guess. Love your blog and thanks!!!
Omg more daddy 5sos! :D Here goes! Oh, also note that these are in the boys’ P.O.V.
“DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!” Laura shouts as she runs downstairs
“Yes sweetheart?” I ask her, taking her in my arms.
“Mummy says that if you say I’ve been a good girl then you’ll take me out for an ice-cream” She says
“Oh is that what she said?” I question
Laura nods, “Yeah! So have I been a good girl?!”
“Well I don’t know, let me think…” I say, pretending to think “Well you didn’t finish your lunch today so I don’t know…”
“No daddy, I was making room for the ice cream!” She shouts
“Oh were you now?” I ask, as she nods in reply “Well okay then, go get your shoes on!”
I put her down as she parades to find her shoes. I help her put them on and shout up to (Y/N) that we’re going out.
“So, what flavour are you gonna get?” I ask Laura as we drive to the park
“Erm….” She thinks “Chocolate!”
“Good one.” I smile
“What you gonna get daddy?” She asks
“Vanilla, I think”
When we arrive, there isn’t a queue. We order our ice-creams, then sit on the bench outside the shop.
Laura sits on my knee as we eat our ice-cream. It doesn’t take long before we’re both finished. When it comes to ice-cream, it’s gone in a flash with us two.
“You enjoy that?” I question
She nods, “Thanks daddy!”
“You’re welcome beautiful”
“I love you daddy!”
“I love you too, princess”
“After I’ve put Jacob to bed, I need to tell you something” (Y/N) says as she’s half way up the stairs with our eighteen month old son, Jacob.
It panics me whenever she says we need to talk or she needs to tell me something. I know it shouldn’t. But I think it always would anyone.
It only takes (Y/N) fifteen minutes to get Jacob changed into his pyjamas, his teeth brushed and him tucked into bed, and then back in the living room sitting next to me.
“Hi” I say, anxiously “What is it you need to tell me?”
(Y/N) places her hand on my knee, “So, I found out some news the other day. I didn’t know when or how to tell you this. I know we’re not ones for spontaneously surprising each other, so I didn’t want this to seem too formal and weird. But at the same time…I don’t know, I’m rambling. I always do that when I’m nervous.”
“Why are you nervous?” I ask
“It’s just I don’t know how you’re going to react to it because we never spoke about it that much…” She continues “Well, maybes just after we had Jacob but, you know, we were in a honeymoon faze and how did we know that’s what we wanted. Oh god, Michael, I’m sorry, I’m just so up-a-height about this. I don’t think it’s a bad thing and I am happy about it and I know you probably will be too but how can I be sure? I mean I don’t know bu-”
“(Y/N)!!” I shout over the top of her, causing her to stop talking and look at me, “What is it?”
She looks me in the eyes, “Michael, we’re pregnant…”
My eyes nearly fall out of my eyes, “ARE YOU BEING SERIOUS?!”
She nods, “Yeah”
“OH MY GOD THIS IS THE BEST NEWS EVER!!” I chant
I look at her as she smiles a smile of relief and happiness.
“Why were you so nervous about telling me?” I question
“We’d just never really spoke about it so I guess I just didn’t know how you were going to react” She explains
I kneel down in front of her, “Listen, this is the best thing that you could have told me. I was fretting that you were going to end it or something. But I’m glad you didn’t. Because you and Jacob are the best thing that ever happened to me, and I didn’t think our family could get any better than it has been…but…but this is just the best thing ever. I love you. I love Jacob. And I already love this one. Honestly, how you could ever think I’d react badly to being told I’m going to be a dad again is beyond me. I love being a dad. I love everything about it. This is the best thing ever”
I kiss her stomach as if to prove it, and she strokes my hair with her hands.
“Welcome to the family, little one. We can’t wait to meet you” I mumble against her stomach
“Are you ready for this?” (Y/N) questions
“Yeah…” I begin “I just don’t understand why we have to put a ping pong ball in the toilet”
(Y/N) laughs, “I told you. You put it in the toilet, then tell your son to aim for the ball. It makes sure he gets good aim so that when he’s older he won’t, you know, spray the wall”
“Oh…I still don’t get it” I admit
(Y/N) rolls her eyes, and gets me to hold Cameron. She chucks the ping pong ball into the toilet and makes sure the step is in place for Cameron to stand on.
“Right little buddy, now listen to daddy, and he’ll tell you what to do” (Y/N) smiles at Cameron
I tut, “Why do I have to tell him what to do?”
(Y/N) sighs, “Because you’re a dude, you know how to do it if you’re a dude”
I roll my eyes, “Right, okay”
I stand Cameron on the step, then move round so I could face him.
“Right little man, can you see that ping pong ball floating in the water?” I ask him
“Yeah” Cameron says
“Okay, you’re going to pee in the toilet but when you do, I want you to try and get your pee to land on the ping pong ball” I say, shrugging at (Y/N).
She giggles slightly before adding, “Don’t worry if you don’t this time round, we’ve got plenty of time to practise. Just try your best”
“Yeah, daddy can help with your aim” I add
“Pfft! With aim like yours I don’t think we’ll have clean walls” (Y/N) giggles to herself
“You think you’re funny, don’t you?” I question
“I don’t think it…I know it!” She grins
“Remind me again why I love you?” I ask
“Because I make you breakfast in bed every Sunday morning? Because I give you back massages? Because I’m hella fine? And, most importantly, I birthed your son.” She replies
I smirk, “Yeah, there’s something else as well but I’ll let you show me what that is later”
Her eyes widen, “CALUM!”
“Sorry, I ran away with myself” I laughed
“Too right you did!”
“Erm…mummy and daddy, can we get back to the toilety thing because I wanna go back to playing my game?” We hear Cameron say
“Of course little man!” I respond, “Come on, let’s give it a go”
“Not bad for your first time little man!” I smile, high-fiving Cameron
“You did really well” (Y/N) praises, “You’re better than daddy already!”
“Can I go back to my game now?” Cameron asks
“Of course you can sweetie” (Y/N) smiles
“I’ll get you back for that snide comment of yours, (Y/L/N)” I smirk
“Can’t wait” She winks
“Daddy’s making pancakes!” (Y/N) shouts
“YAY!” I hear both Dylan and Ryan cheer
God, twins are so loud!
“Daddy can I have the first pancake?” Dylan asks
“No way, daddy can I have the first pancake?” Ryan argues
I laugh, “Come on boys, toss a coin and we’ll find out”
I pull out a coin and pass it to them.
“I’m heads!” Ryan shouts
“I’ll be tails!” Dylan shouts back
With the sound of a coin hit the table - obviously they need to work on their coin tossing skills - they both rush to see who has won.
“YES!” Dylan cheers “Daddy, I get the first pancake, tails won!”
“Okay, okay” I laugh
“Daddy, are you gonna flip the pancake?” Ryan questions
“Sure am, you gonna watch?” I reply
“Are you ready?” I begin “3…2…1…”
“DADDY YOU DID IT!” Dylan and Ryan shout in unison.
Once the pancake is done, I put it straight on the plate.
“And what would you like on your pancake?” I ask Dylan
“Erm…Nutella!” He replies, excitedly.
I take the Nutella jar and spread some of the Nutella on the pancake, making sure it spreads right to the edges.
“There you go little man!” I smile, handing Dylan his pancake.
“Now my pancake daddy!” Ryan reminds me
“I haven’t forgotten. What would you like on your pancake?” I laugh
“Erm…Strawberry and chocolate sauce please daddy” Ryan answers
“Coming right up!” I giggle
I love how excited they get when I make pancakes. I make them the night I get back home from tour and the night before I leave for tour, as a special treat. I love going on tour. But I love my family just as much, and I hate being away from them for so long. They’re the best thing to happen to me. Sure, the twins can be a handful, but they’re cute and fun and hilarious and my two favourite boys. As for (Y/N), I can’t thank her enough. She’s incredible. She gave birth to these two. She’s pretty much raised them. She understands my hectic lifestyle and doesn’t complain half as much as I expected her to. She misses me when I’m not here, I know that because she tells me when I call her every night, and sometimes she’ll send me a random text. But she never expects me to drop anything to get on a flight back home or whatever. She puts up with a lot and I love her for it.
With another excellent flip of the pancake, I finish off Ryan’s pancake and hand it to him, “There you go, buddy”
“Would you like one (Y/N)?” I ask
She shakes her head, “No, get yourself one”
“I had one before I made the boys’ pancakes” I tell her
She giggles, “Always eating!”
“Daddy, I don’t want you to go away tomorrow” Dylan says, sounding sad.
I walk over to him and crouch down to his level.
“Hey, hey. It’s not tomorrow yet. We’ve still got hours to go. It’ll go quicker than you think, I promise. And it’s the same as every other time. I’ll talk to you on the phone to say good-night every night. You can talk to Uncle Michael, Uncle Calum and Uncle Ashton too, if you want. I know they’d love to talk to you too. Don’t miss me too much, though…I don’t want you being sad and upset. Just remember that I love you - the two of you - and your mum very much. I’ll be thinking of you every second of every day.” I say
“I love you daddy!” Dylan smiles, hugging me.
“Love you too, Dylan” I reply “You as well Ryan”
“Love you” Ryan says, eating a bit of his pancake.
Anyway, it was so cute, I inevitably write a fic for it. And to be honest, I am really proud with how it turned out. daddy!Kristoff is so fun to write!
Summary: Kristoff found the perfect way to calm a crying child.
Warnings: The events portrayed in this fic contain extreme adorableness that may cause outbursts of squealing and blushing. Read at your own risk.
Kristoff loved being a father, and that was something he never expected. Before Kristian was born, the very idea of Kristoff as a father was unfathomable and, dare he say it, utterly chimerical. The day Anna had told him that she was with child, his heart both fluttered and sank- his mind clouded with personal doubts. He’s already given his heart to one person- How on earth could he share it with another? And even if he did, and certainly would, love his child, would the child love him back? But luckily, his mind also shared some pleasant thoughts. If it were to be a girl, she would be as beautiful and free spirited as Anna. And a boy!- a son to carry on the business.
He was both excited and completely terrified as the prospect- his subconscious becoming a melting pot of conflicting emotions. And then it happened.
From the moment he heard those gasping wails as his child took his first breath into the world, his heart was held in the infant’s tiny hand. A son, a flesh and blood blend of the couple, came into his life, and changed his world once more (the first time being Anna crashing into his life and, with tear-filled eyes, saying “I do”).
Kristoff adored the bath times and how he always managed to get the bath instead. He adored settling the toddler on his shoulders even if Kristian would yank out clumps of his hair to keep balance. He adored rocking the child to sleep and singing a little lullaby even if Kristian asked repeatedly for him to sing it “just one more time”. He adored playing hide and go seek even when he had to pretend to be clueless about the child’s whereabouts because Kristian would hide in the same spot each time. And he especially adored the moments where Kristian would nuzzle against his broad chest and right before popping his thumb in his mouth, would say “ ‘Wuv you, dada.”
But there was one thing Kristoff did not enjoy about parenthood: the crying.
Three year old Lucas runs into the house, his mummy following him "Daddy, DADDY" the little boy shouts, he is covered in mud, and naked as was rolling in puddles in wolf form. He has a tail in his human form like his Daddy now, which grew when he was two. "DADDY" Lilliana chuckles at their boisterous son as she carries his clothes and wellingtons
Cyber smiled walks out of the kitchen as he was cooking dinner he picks up his son “well it looks like someone had fun” he said with glee