I don't know how to start this text, but I just want to let you know that I probably won't write any more fanfics with Mason.
It's not something definitive, but I don't have any more inspiration and I have different plans for my future, I already feel old enough to focus on different things and I feel like this is the time to stop here.
I've always said that @masonmontz was created so I could practice my writing, and of course I write in English but my first language is Portuguese and I want to start writing original content that will probably never be posted here.
I already have a profession and a job and many other priorities, some things happened in my life in 2024 and I need to change a lot of things in 2025.
I love everything I've found on masonblr, the people I've met and everything I've written, so this isn't goodbye, it's see you soon.
notes: so, i know it's not a good day because of the news, but i still hope this cheers you up a little :(
REMEMBER: english is not my first language
dad!mason
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“Shit” Mason swore loudly and you heard a toy being thrown away. You laughed, he probably stepped on a toy that made even his soul hurt. “Annie, I won't say it again, come pick up all the toys you threw on the floor” you were startled when you heard Mason's loud voice to Annie, because he never spoke to you like that.
You decided not to interfere, because Mason is also her father and he was scolding her for a reason.
“But dad, I'm playing with my toys, you can't ask me to put everything away” she snapped loudly. You were in the kitchen preparing dinner while Annie was in the living room playing and watching.
Mason came home stressed from Carrington, but he never took it out on you, until today.
“I'm not asking, I'm ordering” he said to her and the house was silent for a few seconds. “Collect all these dolls and then we'll have dinner.”
“You are the worst daddy in the world, Julie's dad never asked her to put away her toys” she yelled at Mason in a tearful voice, and you dropped what you were doing to walk into the living room.
Wow.
You arrived in time to see your four-year-old girl running up the stairs and then you heard her bedroom door slam. Mason sighed, running his hands through his hair and face, realizing that he had overdone it and was now considered the worst daddy in the world.
“What’s wrong, Mase?” you asked, placing your hand on Mason's shoulder and he looked at you tiredly.
“I had a bad training session today and I took it out on her, now she hates me.”
You laughed as you left a kiss on his cheek, knowing it wasn't true. Annie loves her daddy and nothing in the world would make her hate him, but she's figuring out her own emotions, and sometimes you forget she's just a kid.
“I'll talk to her, set the table for dinner, please.”
You went up the stairs and went to Annie's room, opening the door and just popping your head in before entering. She was lying in the middle of the pink blankets and you could see her shoulders moving from the sobs of her crying.
Understandable, after all Mason never yelled at her.
“Hey, honey” you sat on her bed, pulling Annie onto your lap. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“Daddy yelled at me” she sobbed and held onto your coat, putting her face in the fabric and crying even more, feeling safe to cry in your arms.
“Oh my love, daddy didn't mean to yell at you, he had a stressful day.”
“But I just wanted to play with my toys” she cried louder, grabbing your neck with her little arms.
“I know honey, daddy will apologize, okay?” you left a kiss on her cheeks and wiped away some tears. “But you can't yell at him, he's your father.”
“I don't want to talk to him right now.”
“No? Don't you want to come down for dinner?”
“No, I'll stay here.”
You sighed, Annie is upset with Mason and he's going to be upset with himself when he finds out she doesn't want to have dinner because he yelled at her.
“I'll bring you dinner, okay? Do you want me to turn on the TV?”
“Yes, please.”
You left Annie lying down while you went downstairs, and Mason was in the kitchen putting food on the table and raised his eyebrows when he didn't see Annie with you.
“Where is Annie?” he asked as he put some of the noodles on her plate. You could see on Mason's face how much he was blaming himself for yelling at his little girl.
“She doesn't want to come down for dinner, I'll take the food to her.”
“What? She doesn't want dinner because I'm here?”
“You can't blame her, can you?” you grabbed the plate for her as you watched Mason sit down and cover his face with his hands.
“Shit, I'm a terrible dad.”
“You know that's not true, Mason. You're a great father and you know that, she's just a little upset, I think you should apologize.”
“Yes, I'll bring her dinner. Will you wait for me to eat?”
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Mason slowly opened the bedroom door, and Annie was sitting on the bed watching the cartoon with a few tears streaming down her face. Mason felt terrible, he never wanted to hurt his baby on purpose.
He carried with him a plate of mashed potatoes and chicken, a glass of juice, and a chocolate bar to please Annie. Annie didn't even look at Mason when she heard him enter the room, and it broke his heart into several pieces.
“Hey love, daddy brought your dinner” Mason put everything on the table next to the bed and sat down next to Annie, and not even the smell of the food made her look at him. Mason saw her eyes full of tears, and he himself wanted to cry for yelling at her.
“I don't want to eat.”
“No?” Mason pouted, laying down next to Annie on the bed, but she continued to ignore him. “Annie, could you forgive Daddy for yelling at you? I was stressed and yelled at you, but that's really bad. Do you remember that mom and I taught you not to yell at people?”
“Yes.”
“I didn't mean to yell at you, could you forgive me?”
Annie didn't respond.
She just got out of bed, walked to the pink table in her room and started eating alone, still extremely disappointed by Mason's screams, after all she had never heard Mason raise his voice like that.
Mason's heart sank, and he just shook his head to himself when he realized that he still hadn't been forgiven.
And even though she didn't want Mason's help to eat, he stayed by her side until she finished dinner, and when she had eaten all the food on her plate, she walked over to the small pile of books in the corner of the room, picked up the colored pencils and began to color, without saying anything to Mason who was watching her.
Mason picked up the dishes and went downstairs sadly, which didn't go unnoticed by you, who was in the living room waiting for him to have dinner.
“Did she eat it all?”
“Yes. Alone.”
Mason's voice was low, and from his face you could tell things hadn't gone well between him and Annie. You walked into the kitchen behind him, and it looked like Mason's world had ended, his shoulders hunched, his head down, and his eyes sad.
You walked over to him and hugged him from behind as he put the dishes in the kitchen sink. Mason sighed when he felt your arms around him and held your hands, you rested your face on his back, leaving a few light kisses and Mason leaned his head back, closing his eyes.
“I feel like shit. I didn't mean to yell at her, I don't know what happened, and she's so disappointed in me that she ate alone and didn't want my help.”
“You don't have to blame yourself so much, Mason, it happened. If you feel like this now that she's four, imagine when she's eighteen and runs away to her boyfriend's house?”
“Don't tell me that” he grumbled and you smiled against his back, and you rubbed your palm on his chest, trying to somehow comfort him. “I don't know what to do to make her forgive me.”
“She is not able to resist you, give her some more time, soon she will forget” Mason nodded and you let go of him, he turned around and you left a light kiss on his lips, drawing a small sad smile.
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Annie didn't forgive Mason, he's the one who puts her to sleep almost every day, and Mason didn't hide his sadness when she asked for you at bedtime. Mason sadly took a shower, lay down on the bed and waited for you.
“She still doesn't want to talk to me?” he asked as soon as he saw you.
“I told her you were going to take her to Carrington with you and she said she doesn't want to go.”
“But she loves going there with me.”
Mason didn't know what to do to make Annie forgive him, and he thought of all the toys he could buy to make her forgive him, but he knew you would argue with him if he showered her with unnecessary toys.
Mason went to sleep planning on the sweets he would buy for her the next day, because no one can resist any sweet, and he slept among his own thoughts while you stroked his hair, still trying to comfort him.
Mason woke up hearing a cry in the middle of the night, getting up scared when he heard Annie's cry. You didn't even move while you slept, in the last few nights you had suffered from insomnia and it was the first night you slept soundly.
He ran to Annie's room and found her sitting on the bed crying heavily, and Mason didn't think twice before taking her in his arms to calm her down.
“What’s wrong, baby?”
Annie clung to his neck, tears fell on Mason's skin and he didn't let go of her as he left a few kisses on her strawberry-scented hair.
“Nightmare, there was a witch chasing me.”
“It was just a bad dream, love, you're safe with daddy, okay?” Annie nodded, relaxing completely into Mason's strong arms. “Do you want to sleep with mummy and daddy?”
“Yeah” Annie sniffed, Mason picked up the teddy bear that always slept with her and walked slowly towards the bedroom. You hadn't even moved, Mason was relieved because Annie had forgotten about their argument, and she was hugging him so tightly because she was still scared of the witch.
“You're safe, okay? There's no witch here” Mason whispered and Annie nodded, he placed her in the middle of the bed and lay down, feeling his daughter snuggle into him like she usually does when she sleeps with the two of you.
“You were going to protect me, weren't you, daddy?”
“Always, love.”
“I love you five hundred, dad” she whispered to not wake you, smiling at Mason and closing her eyes to sleep.
“Wow, that’s too much” Mason whispered back, kissing her forehead as he tried to hug the two of you. “I love you six hundred.”
