Summary: Anon Requests: "I’d love to see a little fic where Cass deals with a toddler tantrum😂🥰pls" and "More dad cass"
Warnings: None
Word Count: 1,162
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You pinch the bridge of your nose, exasperated as your son lies on the cobblestones before you, screaming and crying, his little fists pounding into the stones beneath him.
It had been a mistake to take Gideon, freshly two years old, out into the Rainbow when he hadn’t taken his nap.
He’d caught sight of the pastries in the window, face pressed up against the glass, wide-eyed as he begged you for a dessert. But once the little squirt heard the word ‘no’ he’d begun banging on the window in a fit of rage, the workers indoors startling at the noise.
And you are really paying the price for telling him no.
You are really no match for Gideon, the little boy twisting and turning violently in your arms after you’d scooped him up and away from the bakery, kicking his legs out and pushing against you. Like his father in so many ways, he is stubborn as hell and can put up a good fight.
He’d nearly slipped from your arms and you set him down so he wouldn’t hurt himself, fat tears streaming down his chubby cheeks as he points at the bakery behind you, wailing for a treat.
You give awkward smiles to the passerby as you stick an arm out, stopping your son from running back up to the shops windows. He pinches at your arm, ever the frustrated Illyrian babe, brows furrowed and nose bright red and scrunched up in fury.
It’s normally cute when he makes this face, but paired with a wail louder than a banshee, disturbing the peacefulness of the city, it’s not so adorable.
You’ve dealt with plenty of tiny Illyrian tantrums before, but today was just not either of your days as you call out to Rhys with your mind, begging him to answer as Gideon throws himself down again, rolling onto his stomach as if that’s going to get him what he wants.
You called? The High Lord’s voice purrs in your mind. You don’t think you’ll ever get used to it, the whole mind speaking thing. It feels like his voice is rattling around in your already pounding head, setting you on edge even more.
Tell Cassian to come get his child, please. You grit, triedly.
His child? He asks and you can tell that he’s holding back a laugh. You roll your eyes, sitting yourself down on the street by your son. The High Lord must sense that now is not the time for joking so he continues promptly, He’s on his way.
Your head feels lighter when Rhys retreats, shoulders releasing some of the pent up tension now that you know reinforcements are on their way.
It’s all you can do, head propped up on fists, watching Gideon as his tantrum ensues, screaming so loudly you’re sure it can be heard across Velaris.
Maybe he’s calling out to his cousins, Nyx and Wren. The three of them must have some sort of code by now, always so loud when they’re playing together. You bet they both had their naps today.
A large shadow flies overhead and you use a hand to block the sun, watching as your mate lands with quiet grace a few feet away. He looks like a true hero, an adoring smile on his face and shooting a soft look at you, hazel eyes letting you know that he understands how tired and frustrated you are.
He’s dressed in his leathers, and had been in a short meeting with his brothers early this afternoon, which you really knew meant that they were going to have a few glasses of whiskey and shoot the shit with each other, a nice chance to get away from their mates and sons.
Cassian doesn’t know that you know this, and it’s best for the both of you that he doesn’t.
Gideon hasn’t noticed him yet, face down on the ground with his head buried in his hands, kicking his feet in tantrum.
For a fleeting moment you selfishly hope the crying tires him out so much that he falls asleep.
“What’s wrong, little man?” Cassian asks, sitting cross legged next to Gideon. His wings tuck back and up behind him, not touching the cobblestones, hands placed in his lap, waiting patiently.
Giddy’s cry falters for a moment at the sound of his father’s voice and his head shoots up so fast, wet eyes locking on his father immediately. He scrambles to his feet, stumbling over to his daddy with tear-streaked red cheeks, and Cassian scoops him up, holding him to his chest.
Your mate brushes the tousled hair from your son's face, kissing his chubby cheek as he rubs his back soothingly, whispering soothing words to the child.
You love watching Cassian like this, all soft and caring as he calms Gideon. He is truly the best father and partner, taking care of you both, so much love in his big heart.
Gideon hiccups, pointing to the bakery behind you.
“You have to use your words, buddy,” Cassian soothes, letting his son wipe his runny nose on his shoulder. He would’ve grimaced but he’s used to it by now, would do anything for his son even if it includes being a tissue for his snot and tears.
“Ice cream,” he says, or tries to. It’s interrupted by a shuddering gasp for air and it sounds like he’s saying something else, but you’re easily able to make out his babble.
“What did mommy say?” he asks gently, and Gideon’s teary eyes slide to you. He’s no longer bawling and the presence of his father has him calming down slightly.
“No,” he whines, lip wobbling and you tense, shutting your eyes and praying that he doesn’t start wailing again. You don’t think the townspeople can bear it.
“Then we gotta listen to her, isn’t that right Giddy?” Cassian asks the little boy in his arms. Your son's lip juts out in a pout but he reluctantly nods his head after thinking about his fathers words for a few moments.
“That’s my boy,” Cassian praises, planting a loud kiss on his cheek that makes the little boy squeal with laughter. Your shoulders go lax as you watch them, a small smile on your face. “Now go say sorry to mommy for making a fuss in the street.”
Gideon agrees, running out of his father’s arms and into your open ones. You hug your baby close as he apologizes, clinging tightly to your front.
Some days are a challenge, dealing with a two year old, but this makes it all worth it.
Cassian scoops the toddler up into his arms, the little boy resting his head in the crook of his daddy's neck, eyes already drooping from the exhaustion of the long day. Your mate offers you a hand up, intertwining your fingers once you’re to your feet. He leans down, greeting you with a kiss before you all begin the walk home together.
I just found your profile (because I finished the acotar series a few days ago) and fell in love with Azriel. I'm so glad you write so much about him, but I'm confused like the kids? is there a sequence of fics i should read to understand how all kids work? age, characteristic and etc...
Your blog is really lovely, I'm in love ♡♡
Hello and welcome to azsazz, where I worship the ground Azriel works on 😅😂
There's not specifically a sequence to read my family fics in, but here are a few tips/suggestions I can give you!
To learn the birthing order of Az's kiddies I'd suggest reading Family Dynamic and then Two is Better Than One (these just set up the family members and birthing order).
If you don't want to read them here is the birthing order for Azriel's children: Wren (m), Baz (m), Zuzu (f), Jax (m), Malos (f), Knox (m).
I do have a few stories that the other children aren't in because I hadn't developed the family that much at that point, so if you'd like fics focused on Wren, check out Here's to Tradition, You Too, or Can't You See, Concord,
Here is a rough linear timeline of my family fics so far, starting out from when it was just Wren to when they are young adults:
Here's to Tradition
You Too
Can't You See?
Concord
Come Back
Burning Man
Family Dynamic
Two is Better Than One
Summer Daze
Promises
Sticking Together
The Rowdy Bunch
Snatched
The Calm Beneath the Storm
The Honeycrisp Grove
No Tricks, Just Treats
Warrior Status
The Safeguard
In the Azsazz Universe, Rhy's x Reader have Nyx. They're going to have one more child, a daughter, who has yet to be written into the universe.
Cassian x Reader have a son called Gideon. He can be read about in some of the Az fics as well as in Terrible Twos. They'll be having two daughters who are yet to be written in.
Eris x Reader currently have a daughter named Maude. I'm giving them two more children eventually as well, but if you'd like to read about Maude you can do so in Due Time and Sweater Weather.
Lucien x Reader don't have any children currently but they'll be having two, a boy and a girl eventually.
And even Tamlin's daughter, Linden, makes an appearance in The Safeguard. 😅
The full birthing order of every child in the universe right now is as follows: Nyx, Wren, Gideon, Baz, Zuzu, Jax, Maude, Malos, Knox.
Hopefully this wasn't too confusing, but thank you for this ask. If I forgot anything I'm sure someone with a better memory than me will let me know 😂💙😅 (totally wish I could pin multiple posts rn because I cannot lose this and I'd love to add to it)
Which batboys is the best dad? 😂😂 I love them all and I know they are all amazing but there is always someone who stands out lol
I'm suspicious to say, because I love Az, and he has so many kids, so I feel like he would always be active with everyone, always trying to participate in each other's activities
I'd love to say Az but I think Batboy Father of the Year is probably Cassian.
Like can we just imagine daddy Cass for a moment 😭 The thought has me feral.
He'd be so fucking happy and thankful and sweet because he never had parents. And he'd just be so supportive and want the best for them because he has to give them what he didn't have.
They want a cookie before dinner? Don't tell mom. Got into a fight at school? Here's how to throw a proper left hook. Want to go get ice cream together or go shopping? He already has his shoes on.
