#fam fluff

[stillprocrastinatingsorry]

Watched this adorable video I found, after seeing this post about Japan’s tradition to let kids do their first errand by themselves.

This is from a Korean Tv tho

Anyway here’s my favourite pair of adorable siblings

[defendersofspaceandtime]

can you do a fluff scenario with dad!keith and mom!s/o watching their baby ( boy or girl) take their first steps. (if you're too busy then ignore this ask)

I hope you enjoy!

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“Come on…come on! You can do it, Cass…come on, come to dada…!” 

  Keith’s cooing echoed loudly in your ears, rattling the warm chambers of your heart. His voice was soft, his words, more loving than anything even Cupid could conjure up.

   You watched warmly, your eyes drifting back and forth between your daughter and your husband, over and over in some strange, euphoric loop. 

   Whether it be by fate or design, this beautiful, little girl had swept Keith’s heart off his feet, wrapping him around her tiny finger.

…And now, he’s having trouble keeping himself from helping her off the floor.

“Oh, Y/n, come on…she’s not even on her knees! C-can’t I just-!”

“She has to learn for herself, Keith,” You reply with a laugh, “we’d be seeing her walk now if you hadn’t carried her so much!”

Keith’s lips formed into a pout, his five o’clock shadow becoming visible, 

“Hmph…that’s not true…” 

“Uh-huh,”

“Yeah-huh! It’s not like you didn’t contribute to it! You bought her five-hundred different types of booties!” 

There was strangled cry, sounding a lot more like a laughter, the bubbled out of Cassie’s lips. Keith points to her in defense, not even noticing she was on her knees now without any help,

“See! She agrees! Isn’t that right, Cassiopeia?”

“mmmmgahhh!”

“Yeah! That’s right! Hi-five!” 

Cassie sticks her hand out, frantically waving it in the air, mimicking the action of a hi-five itself.

She doesn’t quite make it there, of course, but the sentiment is just the same. 

You gasped in mock pain, “That’s only because her feet get cold! You know she gets that from you!”

Keith cocked his head sideways, “How?! I’m all hot-blooded here, doll~” 

You squeaked, “NOT in front of the child, please! God, remind me to not let Lance visit as often…”

“He’s the godfather!”

“Hunk is also one! Shiro, Coran…”

You scratched your head, an epiphany ruptured your thoughts, 

“Can you have that many legal godfathers?” 

Keith simply shrugged, both his and your attention focused solely on the conversation, and not the child that is doing her best to get their bum up in the air to stand. 

You continued to scratch your head in thought, your elbow leaning on the doorframe, “…but then what would you call Pidge?”

“Um…Pidge?” 

“They’re older! Elders are given titles!”

Keith snorted, “Don’t tell them that, they’d pick something like, ‘Supreme overlord highness commander…”

He motions his hands outwardly, “Pidge.”

You opened your mouth to speak, but after thinking it over, you merely nodded.

Meanwhile, Cassie was standing fully on her own…

“Dadadada~! mmmmaaa~!”

“Wait, why is Allura an aunt, then?”

You were slightly startled by the realization of such a question, 

“…Why did we give her that? Were we…were we high during Cassie’s birth, or…?”

Keith, again, shook his head, scratching his scruff thoughtfully, 

“Beats me,”

You then snorted, deciding to poke fun at your southern husband, 

“Just don’t call her me-me and I’m sure she’ll be fine,”

“For the last time Y/n, WE DON’T SAY THAT!” 

“Mhm~”

“I swear to all that is…”

You giggled, your eye only focused on his, “What?”

But he didn’t reply, instead, his eyes widened, his lips opened in shock,

“CASSIE!” 

You jumped, heart suddenly panicking, head and eyes darting over to your little girl…

Just to find a very concentrated baby with one foot, though shaking and uneven, firmly placed upon the ground in front of her. You held your breath, your face scrunched up, waiting for her to lose her footing and fall again-

but she didn’t.

Instead, Cassie stayed straight up, her arms wobbling, attempting to keep steady, “Wha hahah! da!” 

You gasped, “Kei-!”

“I know! I-I know! C-come on, Cassie! Come on...come to dada!”

You looked back towards Keith, his arms open wide, his legs crouched-

and what was, quite possibly, the biggest smile you’d seen on his face in awhile. 

“Come on, Cassie!” You pitched it, cheering on your daughter as you stood behind her, not helping her, but with your arms steadily behind her back, making sure that if she falls, you’ll catch her. 

“I’m right here, sweetheart, dada’s gotcha...” Keith’s coos became softer this time round, less cheery and more reassuring. Cassie lets out a gurgle, her eyes solely focused on the gleaming father in front of her. 

Her wobbly legs barely make it far enough to Keith’s arms before catching her, swooping her up into the air, and Keith cried, “You did it, Cassie! You did it!” 

Keith’s long, calloused, nimble fingers wrapped around the child’s, and you could have sworn his eyes started to tear up, 

“She took her first steps, Y/n,” he breathed, “I...I watched her! She...She came to me!” 

And he laughed, swinging baby round and round until she started giggling, too. 

Keith stopped, turning to you, Cassie still in hand, and he wrapped his free arm around you, bringing you close to his side,

“I love us,” He whispered into your ear, and with a kiss on the cheeks, you agreed, 

“I love us, too.”

[xeillyan]

Imagine in a modern!AU or republic-never-died-and-everyone-was-happy!AU Han and Leia start dating but they can never have a moment of peace because either Luke inserts himself (thinking it's a "yay best bffs trio 5ever" thing instead of a "go away Luke we're doing couple stuff" thing) or Anakin and Padmé stalk them and make thinly-veiled threats at Han