kiss from daddy

ultrajchapmanstuff  asked:

(Request/prompt) Frisk goes techno-goth with shiny black lipstick, torn tank top, shiny,straighter black hair, and HUGE feet-covering phat/shuffle/raver pants. Bonus: Blushing Chara sporting a kissmark from the raver child:)

chara too busy for dis bs

i had a lot of fun drawing this tbh! i hope you had this in mind or at least it’s close

lucia-ik  asked:

Omg Shiro getting cancer and needing a amputation is really horrible. How did the kids handle the situation, especially with the initial shouting? Parents always think that kids don't notice but they do. I have five bedridden days to prove that shit like that affect kids negatively

clubspooky said: okokokoK BUT!! how do the kiddos react to daddy shiro’s cancer news?? how do the daddies tell them?? also how old are the kids when this happens?? 😭😭😭

leaderofteammysticblanche said: We’re the Voltron kids old enough to remember Daddy Shiro pre prosthetic. If so how did they react to the change?

bootyfeathers said: In the Voltron family au, how would the kids react to Shiro’s cancerous arm tumor, amputation, and prosthetic? (I too had been wondering if Shiro would get a roboarm in this au. Lol.) Also this family au is my life source. Always excited when you pop up in my notifications. For art or writings. 😁

Part 02: Shiro getting a prosthetic arm. [Part 01]

[The Voltron Family] All the kids remembered what happened to their Daddy Shiro. Pidge was only 11, Lance was 13 and Hunk was 14. 

Pidge was in her room when she heard Daddy Shiro’s car enter the garage. He was earlier than usual and it was only 11pm. Excited to greet her dad, she quickly got out of her room and went downstairs only to see her Daddy Keith hitting her Daddy Shiro’s chest, looking numb. She had no idea what was happening so she tiptoed towards them with the wall concealing her.

Then the shouting happened. 

Pidge’s heart was pounding so fast. She was scared. Her Daddies were fighting and she didn’t know what to do. They weren’t like this. They were very loving and cheesy with each other, and this was the first time she saw them like this. She covered her ears and her eyes started to water. She shook her head as the shouting continued. They were mad at each other. She wanted it to stop. She shut her eyes as she slid down the wall to sit on the floor all curled up.

A soft touch caught her attention. She looked up and saw Hunk and Lance. Her vision started to blur as she quickly got up and hugged Hunk.

Lance: *whispers* I’m scared. They’re shouting at each other. They never do that. Not even once. *grips his pajama tops*
Hunk: *caresses crying Pidge* W-we should leave. Go back to our rooms.
Lance: But Hunk, what if they… they break up? *shakes his head* I don’t want that. What will happen to us then?
Pidge: *shakes her head* No, no, no, no. 
Lance: We need to stop them!
Hunk: Lance! We’re just kids! This is adult stuff. We can’t just interfere.
Lance: *teary eyed* But they’re fighting, Hunk. They never fight. *shakes head* So why are they fighting? It’s wrong.
Hunk: *pulls Lance* Let’s just go back. 

The kids all stayed in Hunk’s room and cuddled up to sleep only to realize none of them were sleeping anytime soon. They all just stared at the ceiling, wide awake. They were scared of what was happening downstairs.

Hunk: *holds Pidge and Lance’s hands* Everything will be fine in the morning.

Everything wasn’t fine in the morning.

Pidge: You have… cancer. *stares at Shiro*
Shiro: A cancerous tumor.
Pidge: Daddy Shiro… are you… *sniffs* dying? I’ve read about cancer. That’s some awful stuff that has no cure—
Lance: *drops his mug* Has no cure?! *turns to Shiro* You promised me you won’t die. *shakes his head as he gets up* You promised! 
Shiro: *stands up* Lance—! *sees Lance retreat back to his room* *sighs* *looks at Hunk* You’ve been awfully quiet.
Hunk: You will get cured, right? You can’t just let this kill you, right? You’re a doctor. You can cure yourself. You have to. You can’t just…
Keith: *sighs* Your Daddy Shiro needs to have his arm cut off.
Pidge: *gasps* *covers her mouth* *hugs Shiro* I will always love you even if you only have one arm left, Daddy Shiro.
Shiro: *smiles* *hugs back* Thanks, sweetheart. That’s very reassuring. 

When Shiro came home, the kids only had one reaction: they marveled at his prosthetic arm. 

Lance: *stares at it* That is so cool. Can I touch it?
Shiro: Go ahead, captain.
Lance: *touches the prosthetic arm* *giggles* Flippin awesome.
Pidge: *looks at the arm in different angles* Has this been properly calibrated? Are you allowed to make some modifications to it? Am I allowed to make modifications to it? *rubs chin* Titanium alloys?
Hunk: *touches* Most likely titanium alloys, Pidge. Can you feel this, Daddy Shiro? Does it have sensory motors?
Keith: *softly chuckles* Alright, kids, enough. Your Daddy Shiro needs to rest. You can ask him questions tomorrow. 
All three kids: *groans* Oh cmon, Daddy Keith. 
Lance: *crosses arms* *whispers* Party pooper.
Keith: *rolls eyes* Yeah, yeah I’m the boring Daddy. Now, go brush your teeth and head to bed. It’s way past your bedtime. *pushes the kids to the stairs*
Pidge: But we haven’t even gotten our goodnight kisses from Daddy Shiro yet!
Keith: After brushing your teeth. You can get all the kisses you want.
Shiro: *smiles at them* I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart. 

Tea Time (Daddy!Bucky x daughter)

Author’s Note: Hey guys! I have been meaning to post this for a while and I finally have some time, so here you go! I hope you enjoy! :)

Summary: Bucky’s daughter comes to him for help on an important mission, recruiting Steve and Tony along the way.

Other Characters: Steve, Tony, reader

Warnings: It’s so fluffy that you might die

Word Count: 520

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anonymous asked:

I. Am. EXTREMELY. shocked. bc one of my real life close friend who doesn't appear to have any interest in anime was viewing your blog in front of me today. She doesnt have tumblr but thanks to google she found your blog and she casually told me that she sometimes asks you stuff in anons 0-0 thiS WORLD VERY SMALL. BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY, NEVER ASSUME SOMEONE DOESN'T LIKE HARDCORE ANIME YAOI SMUT JUST BECAUSE THEY'RE THAT ONE FRIEND WHO ONLY TALKS ABOUT PERCY JACKSON AND HARRY POTTER.

this is my favouriTE STORY EDFUYHRYGEF

Well hello darlings~ If either are you are reading this, hello and lots of kisses from daddy~ xx

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Well I guess Jealous!Mark had a pretty valid reason to smack that head..

IG Post: You With Your Kids(Marc-Andre ter Stegen, Dani Alves,Marc Bartra,Lucas Silva,Marcelo, Oscar,Willian,Hulk, James Rodriguez, Isco)

Marc-Andre ter Stegen:My wife and kids so beautiful

Dani Alves:Y/N and the kids

Marc Bartra:My growing family

Lucas Silva: He only falls asleep in Mommy’s arms

Marcelo:Family is what’s fun

Oscar:My girls

Willian: A kiss from Mommy & Daddy, and then she’s off to swim

Hulk:Mommy and Kayson

James Rodriguez:My curly fuzz heads

Isco:Our, babygirl

ClownBaby - Leto!Joker x Reader

Hey everyone! So when I counted up everyone’s votes the other day… Clown baby won out! (By a landslide really.) So I’m complying to your demands wishes and giving you my version of clown baby! I hope you all enjoy!! Request from anon. -J.xx

hey! love your blog sm❤️ i was wondering if you could do a story where the joker and the reader have a child and j’s like fluffy kinda?? like he loves his kid and he loves the reader even more and i dunno where i’m going with it but yeah😂thanks!

WARNING: FLUFF


The Joker bounced the babbling child on his knee, anxious for Y/N to get back from her shopping trip. She had begged and begged to spend just one day out of the house, and he reluctantly agreed to get her to shut up. He regretted that decision now. He wished Y/N would just come home already and take care of the little tyke. He had important work to get done and babysitting wasn’t on that list.

The Joker peered down at his son. Bright blue eyes stared back up at him. His eyes. Y/N always went on and on about how he and his son had the same eyes. “Now I have two sets of beautiful blues to get lost in!” The Joker huffed. His eyes are the only ones Y/N should be getting lost in. This damn kid was stealing all of Y/N’s attention. Why did he ever get her pregnant?

“Oo oo oo,” the baby blubbered, giggling as the Joker continued to bounce his knee up and down. This damn thing.

“Oo oo oo,” the Joker imitated, making his son laugh even harder. Dammit. When was Y/N getting home?

Staring down at his son, the Joker took in the rest of his features. Brown hair like Y/N with a green streak that he had insisted on. Y/N protested for days but finally gave in after enough pestering and heavy persuasion. The Joker thought it looked quite nice on his son. Since Y/N would never let him give him a tattoo, the Joker had to settle with this.

“Why does he need green hair?” Y/N had asked, her arms crossed at him.

“So people know whose son he is!” he had reasoned, flailing his arms around like he normally does. And after some sweet words, well-placed kisses, and a fun night together, Y/N finally let him do what he wanted.

The Joker chuckled, thinking about how easy it was to get Y/N to do what he wanted when his son began to mimic him. With his head cocked, he looked at his son, squinting his eyes a little. The Joker laughed again, his son doing the same. Lifting him up to eye level, he turns his son this way and that, making him giggle even more.

“How the hell does this thing work?” the Joker mumbled, bringing him back to sit on his knee. “Huh? How do you work? How come Y/N always gives her attention to you? What’s your secret? She’s my Queen. She belongs to me. I should be the one getting all the attention around here, bub.”

His son smiled and raised his hands up, making a grabbing motion. The Joker raised a hairless brow, bringing him back up to his face. His son reached out and tried to grab his lip, blowing raspberries. The Joker chuckled again.

“You wanna kiss from Daddy?” he smiled softly, leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss to his son’s forehead. After he leaned back, his son was smiling brightly up at him. “See? Daddy knows what you want. You can always count on Daddy.”

His son still continued to reach for him though so the Joker leaned back into the couch, resting his son on his chest. This finally seemed to please his son, cuddling into the Joker’s lean chest and gently holding his shirt in his tiny hand.

“Maybe you’re alright,” the Joker whispered, softly smoothing a hand over his son’s head, admiring the green streak again. Closing his eyes, the Joker reveled in the silence.

When Y/N came home, she found her two favorite boys fast asleep, their son curled protectively into the Joker’s arms.

“A little too drunk”

from this post from @foxyotomelady

I had a little too much fun writing this hehe

“I’ll be back before eight, honey,” she said. “I’ll be back soon, honey bunny,” she said. “Won’t take long, ickle honey bunny,” she said. She had gone out for drinks with Jaehee and Zen. Why, of all people she had to go out with Zen? Jumin had been sitting on his couch since six and hadn’t let go of Elizabeth the whole time. She promised to be back at eight. But it was half past twelve now. He had been very surprised when MC announced she would go out for drinks. And neither did he ever imagine it would be with that guy. Who had absolutely no taste for alcohol nor style. That said he wanted to escort her. But, and he said it to himself over and over the whole time, still baffled, “He would ruin the whole thing since she met up with Jaehee and Zen. And neither of them would like to enjoy a drink with him.” He called her three times and everytime she sounded more drunk. He never had more than one nickname in a sentence. And at “ickle honey bunny” he blushed so hard that he wished he had no CCTV in his apartment.

When he heard footsteps he jumped up and sprinted to the front door, pulling it open with such a force that the hinges crunched slightly.

“Hello MC”! MC took a step forward and swayed to the left, nearly falling against the Vase that decorated the entrance hall. “Heeeeyyyy! There’s my boyfriendo! LUV YOU JUJU!” Jumin swayed her off her feet. Partly because he was worried she would break something and partly because he was worried that she would break herself. “Uh, JUJU. SHHHHH WE CAN’T LET THE GUARDS KNOW WE’RE DOING IT.” She planted a wet kiss on his cheek and began to stroke his hair and face. “Shh, be quiet. You’re making too much noise!” Jumin sat her on the couch and poured a glass of water. “How was your night?” Jumin massaged his temple and took an aspirin. MC hadn’t been here for five minutes and it had been enough for him already. “Don’t tell you. You don’t love me!” “What?” “You!” “I?” “Yes y-you… didn’t give me a welcome kiss you BASTARD!” “MC… I think you should go to bed now. I-” but he didn’t come that far. MC grabbed his face and pressed his lips on hers. “The little princess wants a kiss from daddy!” MC pouted and crouched closer to Jumin. Her dress had slid up her legs and was showing more flesh than usual. Jumins cheeks were tainted in a fair pink. He tried to say something but his lips forgot how to form words. MC touched his thigh and suddenly she sat on his lap. With a swift movement she got rid of the little black jacket she was wearing and in the next moment her arms were slung around Jumins neck, his eyes were staring right into her cleavage. “I- I really should-” “Princess has been naughty. Has been drinking. Daddy needs to punish her. Pweeeeaasse!” Jumin took a deep breath and looked into MC’s eyes. He took another deep breath, stroked a few strands of hair off her face and held her in his arms again. “WUUUU. I’m flyin’!”

After a few struggles with MC’s nightgown, it ended up to be one of Jumin’s shirts, he could tuck MC in. “Ya know what JUJU,” he shook his head, “I love you sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much and I just want to be with you forever and ever

and ever. And I want yoU to be the ONLY-” “Excuse me MC, but I need to go. Sleep well…”

Jumin rushed off to the bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey, chanting under his breath:” I must not touch her while she’s like that!” and “I’m a gentleman!” After an hour he had four glasses of Whiskey. Instead from a glass, he was drinking the whiskey straight from the bottle, still chanting to himself. Finally, he fell asleep on the couch, cuddling with an empty whiskey bottle.

A very happy MC woke him up in the morning with a kiss and a cup of coffee. She was singing while making breakfast. Still drunk from last night, Jumin grunted a “Shut up!” and planted a kiss on her head before wandering off to bed.

Outta Time

Requested by anonymous: Bucky smut please, where he and the reader were making out on the bed, and then she cuffs his hands on the headboards without him knowing. He gets mad but sub!buckyxdom!reader please! Dd/lg :)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x chronokinetic!reader

Rating: M

Word count: 3.2k

Warnings: established dd/lg relationship, making out, sub!Bucky, dom!reader, daddy!Bucky, little girl!reader, unprotected sex, oral sex (male receiving, female receiving), face sitting and riding, total smut with basically no plot, daddy kink, handcuffs, light bondage, creampie, swears, Bucky panics for a bit and then calms down, little girl takes charge, sub!daddy!Bucky, dom!little girl!reader, multiple orgasms

A/N: what can I say? I love writing fics with dd/lg, and I love Bucky Barnes. Mix those two together, and you get this. Enjoy!

Being a member of the Avengers was never an easy feat. You risked your life every time you went on a mission, throwing yourself in the face of danger constantly. You were never guaranteed to come back. There was always that chance of a mission going wrong, for your life to be lost.

Having a boyfriend who was also an Avenger was even worse.

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Kurotsuki + baby! Kenma x omegaverse

Bc yeah

-Kuroo fucking flips his shit when he hears Kei is pregnant he cries a fucking river like holy shit he’s happy

-he over does it with buying baby shit like seriously no chill at least wait for the doctors to announce it’s gender

-Tsuki is super fucking hormonal if you ignore him for a sec he’ll burst into tears and if you don’t do what he wants he gets pissed like really pissed then emotional

-the baby’s room is super cute for being mixed with boy and girl things Kuroo painted the day and night sky it looks really good and painted cats on the walls with stars Kei fucking cries with every time he sees it he especially loves the huge plushy toys

-people are obsessed with Tsuki’s tummy especially Bokuto he really wants a family too sadly Akaashi is a beta

-Bokuto is a happy uncle and buys a bunch of shit too

-Daichi and Suga can’t believe their baby got knocked up by a ugly ass cat the poor baby is probably going to have his rat nest hair but they’re still supportive

-Tsuki eats everything even Kuroo’s food not to mention he craves pickles in vanilla ice cream and sprinkles with whipped cream also strawberries with tuna and relish

-Kuroo’s sweaters, shirts and sweatpants are now Tsuki’s and they’re too baggy for his skinny ass frame they hug his hips and tummy nicely tho

-Kuroo finally gets to feel how powerful Tsuki is because the doctors told him that Kei almost legit broke his hand when in labor

-Baby Kenma is born with some what curly blond hair with Kuroo’s skin to make it pop

-Kenma is a blessing because he rarely cries but rarely shows emotion at all they got him checked he’s fine just rarely calm

-The only times Kenma smiled or laughed was with Tsuki and it hurts Kuroo to know that he’s only showing emotion to Tsuki like he won’t even let Kuroo feed him

-Tsuki ends up taking a week off because Akaashi and Suga forced him it was so hard to get him far from his baby

-Kuroo takes the opportunity to get closer to his son he literally tries everything funny faces games stories and songs nothing worked it’s almost the weekend and he can’t get Kenma to at least smile

-Kuroo putting him to sleep giving a goodnight kiss when “daddy” comes from his mouth Kuroo tells him to say it again and he does he cries and Kenma laughs

- it’s been a while now Kenma’s hair grew with black roots Kuroo dresses him up in cat or dinosaur onesies too much Tsuki loves his baby and Kuroo everything’s great Kenma is the perfect mix of Kuroo and Tsuki even if he has more of his mommy’s side

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HAPPY FATHER’S DAY TO TIM’S 10 DADS!


Season 2 of The Birthday Boys is now on NETFLIX!

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Requested: Bonding Time with The Royal Family

Request: “Is it possible to have one about the prince (in bmp season 1 and/or 2) and mc having a happy family with adorable child or children? Maybe something like the prince looking after their kids or family day?  Thanks:)” @annalicescarlet

A/N- Sorry for the long delay T_T, I hope you like it! Lol  Still haven’t played BMP2

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Edward-  “DADDY!” the young princess’s voice exclaimed from the edge of the secret garden.  She was kneeling down facing the roses with a teddy bear in her arms.   Edward smiled as he walked over toward her.  His queen, MC, had to go off to do something with work leaving the two of them to have some alone time.  Since Edward had been very busy lately, he did not spend much time with his little girl– much to his dismay.  He was happy at the idea of finally having alone time to spend some alone time with his daughter.  Edward kneeled down beside the girl to see her pointing at a ladybug crawling on one of the leaves of the bush, “look ladybug!”

“Yeah, it’s very pretty,” Edward smiled, “not as pretty as my little rose.”  The young girl smiled up at her father before remembering something.

She stood up and exclaimed, “can I get another cookie?”  Edward gave her a curious look before realizing what she meant.  He smiled and nodded his head before the girl ran towards the table with tea and macarons on it.  She snatched the pink macaron off the table and stuffed it in her mouth before taking the another one.  She rushed toward her father and handed the macaron over with a big smile, “daddy likes the pink ones too, right?”

Edward smiled as he took the rose flavoured macaron from his daughter, “yes I do.  Thank you angel.”

“Do you think Mr. Robbie would want one?” the young girl asked as she lifted the bear up in the air.  The bear had been a gift from Roberto, she named it after him, and she brought the bear with her everywhere.  It comforted her when her parents were gone with work and she was left behind in the castle.

“I don’t think he wants anymore,” Edward laughed thinking about the young girl sharing her food with the bear earlier.  The bear will need to be washed soon.

The girl nodded her head, “yeah, he has a tummy ache.  Maybe a kiss from daddy will make him feel better?”  Edward smiled as he kissed the small bear on the cheek.  “Yay, he’s all better!” she exclaimed before hugging the bear to her chest, “thank you daddy!”

“Anything for you, my little princess,” Edward said as he picked the girl up.  He opened his mouth to say something before one of the maids rushed into the garden.

“Your majesty,” she said as she bowed, “the Queen as returned.”

The girl’s face light up at the news, “mommy!”

“Let’s go get mommy,” Edward said as she nodded her head.  Edward placed her on the floor and before he could take one step the young girl had already ran out of the garden.

Wilfred- The baby yawned as she gazed at her father from his arms.  Her older brother searched the bookshelves as their father smiled down at the sleepy baby.  She was holding onto his shirt as she fought the urge to fall asleep in his arms.  Her eyes shined as she turned away from her father and looked toward her brother who dropped a book in the floor.  With all the noise he was making she would not be going to sleep any time soon.

A smile appeared on his face as he picked up the book, “this one!  Mommy always reads it!  Sissy loves it!”  His voice was loud as he ran toward his father, nearly tripping over the rug.  The toddler attention was glued onto the book in her brother’s hands.  She let go of Wilfred’s shirt and reached toward the book.  The boy held it away from her so she could not get her small hands on it– if she did she would try to eat it.

“Is it her favourite, or yours?” Wilfred asked curiously.  MC usually read books to the kids before they fell asleep; however, she was out of the country doing some royal duties that Wilfred could not do himself due to the abundance of work left to do at the castle.  Wilfred decided to take up the tradition of reading the story since it was the only way to get the kids to sleep.  Claude offered to do it, but Wilfred wanted some alone time with his kids.

The boy smiled shyly, “she likes it too!”  The boy handed the book to his father who smiled when he saw the cover– it was his favourite book when he was a kid.  It probably was the same copy– the book looked well used.  Wilfred thought about MC somehow finding the book, or maybe getting it from Stephen, as he skimmed through the book.  Familiar memories of his childhood began to bubble up to the surface of his mind.//  “So, will ya read it?” the boy asked his father who nodded his head.

“This was my favorite book when I was a kid too,” Wilfred muttered as he turned back to the first page of the book.

The boy’s expression turned to shock as he sat down on the couch besides his father, “you were a kid?”  The baby girl laughed as Wilfred could not hold back a laugh.  The surprise reaction reminded Wilfred of his wife.

Glenn-  “DADDY!  DAD!” the boy yelled as he ran up to his father with a piece of paper held tightly to his chest.  There was a huge smile plastered on his face that reminded Glenn of his younger brother at his age.  His eyes shined innocently as he handed the paper to his father.  “Mommy said that you liked them!  I’m going to make one for her for when she returns too!” he exclaimed, “what do you think?”  The boy watched excitedly as Glenn looked at the drawing his son handed him.

A gasp slipped his lips.  It was nothing extraordinary.  It was a normal child’s crayon drawing; however, the picture was different than what the boy usually drew.  It was a picture of the boy, Glenn and MC sitting in a field of sunflowers eating a picnic.

“Mommy said you liked sunflowers,” the boy said smiling, “and you both have sunflowers!  You have the pen and mommy has the ring.”  Glenn’s cheeks reddened as he remembered the pen he had kept from his childhood, he never had the heart to get rid of it even when the pen went dry.  He honestly did not even think MC still had ring, since he had not seen it since they were reunited.

His boy’s expression began to falter as he began to believe his father did not like the drawing.  Did he draw the sunflowers wrong?  Did he not like them anymore?  Did he draw his dad too fat?

“This is great,” Glenn said breaking the silence as smile at his son.  The boy’s face light up in relief at his father’s words.

“Do you think mommy would like one too?” he asked.

Glenn nodded his head, “your mom would love anything you made for her.”  The boy smiled as he rushed back toward his crayons and paper that he left abandoned on the coffee table.  He stopped midway and turned back to Glenn with a curious expression.

“Daddy, can I get a sunflower thing too?” he asked, “like mommy and you?”

“Sure.”

Roberto-  “I now understand what Al had to deal with,” Roberto muttered to himself as he quickly rushed through the park.  His heart was racing in his chest and he did not know if it was due to the childish excitement of being free once again or fear of the unknown that haunted his thoughts.  He was gasping for his breath as anxious feelings kept a tight grasp on his mind; frightening images passed through his mind at the speed of light.

Children’s laughter echoed around him.  He looked at his surroundings, searching for any hint of a living being.  Nothing, just nature.  A wind blew through the bushes and tree causing them to shake under the slight pressure.  The laughter quickly stopped as it began as Roberto groaned.

He felt the urge to call Alberto up and say sorry, then call MC to tell her that she should never leave him alone with the kids again.  He will never sneak out of the castle with them again– he thought it would be fun, but now he does now he wants to go home and keep the kids as sheltered as possible.  Oh god, Roberto thought, I am turning into Al.

“BOO!” the voices yelled in union as the jumped from the bushes with mischievous smiles.  Roberto’s heart skipped a beat the the sight of the duo as his hand flew up to his chest.

“Don’t run off like that again,” Roberto cried, “unless Alberto is around.”  Alberto would be able to keep them under lock and key– he had enough experience.

The two identical young twin boys laughed at their father’s reaction, “dad!  You look so pale!”

“You two will be the death of me,” Roberto muttered with a smile as he ushered the two boys back toward where they come from.

“We don’t want to go home yet!” the first twin cried.

The other twin said, “can we stay in the playground!  I wanna go on the swing!”

“Me too!”

“Fine, go ah–” Roberto began and before he could even finish the sentence the twins ran toward the swings… and then passed it.  Roberto muttered under his breath as he chased after the boys again.

Keith-  Keith’s eyes shined as he looked down at the smiling face in his arms.  The baby gazed at the soon to be king as if he was the center of her universe, and at the moment he was.  MC had went to go visit her sick father, and since she left Keith had spent most of his time around the infant.  They did not want to risk the baby getting sick and Keith had too much work to do to go with her– he was not getting any of that work done.  Papers that he was supposed to look through were stacked on his desk, they had not moved an inch since being placed there earlier in the day.

“Your ma–” Luke began to call as he opened the door.

“Don’t you know how to knock,” Keith cut him off as he kept his gaze on the baby.  He was making strange faces at the baby to make her laugh and they were working.  Luke bit his bottom lip to try to prevent laughter from slipping out.  He was used to this sight by now.  Ever since the baby girl was born, Keith has been taking a page out of Prince Roberto’s book and avoiding work every time he can just so he could be around his little princess.  Everyone is afraid to tell him not to do so because he would snap at anyone that tried to separate him from the girl.  MC and Cathy found the whole thing to be adorable.  Keith is an amazing father.

“You have a meeti–” Luke began for Keith sighed before standing up with the baby in his arms.

“Okay, you watch the baby then,” Keith said handing the baby to the butler who looked at his boss in shock, “she might need a diaper change.”  Luke’s expression fell at the words.  The only times Keith is willing to hand over the baby is when she needs to be changed.

Joshua-  Joshua was reading his papers as he sat in his office.  He lost track of time and did not realize how late it was until he went to take a sip of his tea that had grown cold.  He peered out the window and sighed as he was greeted by the star drenched sky.  He had made a promise and he had also broke it.

Joshua stood up from his seat and left the office and walked down the corridor toward his goal.  The closer he got to it, the quieter the castle seemed to become– his footsteps seemed to become mute.

He opened the door and peeked through the crack to see the little purple haired toddler sitting in his bed with his teddy bear lying in front of him.  An oversized picture book sat in his lap as the boy ‘read’ the book aloud.  His words were incoherent and made-up, but there was a huge smile as he said them.  He was making up the story as he went along.

There was a sad smile on Joshua’s face as he watched the child read aloud.  Joshua promised MC that he would read the nightly bedtime story to their son, but like usual he lost track of time.  MC would have done it herself but she had become ill and did not want to risk getting the baby sick.  Joshua sighed as the toddler turned toward his father.  His expression turned from confusion to fear to excitement.

“Dada!” he said jumping off his bed and running toward his father.  He grabbed his father’s hand and pulled him toward the bed, “read!”

Joshua bit back laughter was he allowed himself to be pulled along, “okay.”  Joshua picked the boy up and placed him on the bed before sitting down on the side of the bed.  The toddler climbed underneath the covers and rested his head on his father’s side as Joshua picked up the book he was ‘reading’ before.  There was a drawing of a cat on the cover, which made Joshua inwardly cringed.  “Meow!” the toddler exclaimed as he pointed at the cat.

“Yes… meow,” Joshua grumbled as he opened the book.  The boy began to drift off to sleep a few pages in, and about midway the boy and his father had fallen asleep.  Jan took a picture of the scene to show to MC sometime during the night.

We went to a family birthday BBQ today in Los Angeles and came home past Ashtyn’s bedtime.

As I got Ashtyn out of the backseat she said “oh wow, look at that star! I need to make a wish.” I braced for a long list of Star Wars action figures and eye shadow palettes, but she threw me for a loop:

“I wish for 10 kisses from you daddy, 4 hugs from mommy, and new soil for my raspberry bush.”

You melt my heart kid.