Like Father Like Son Ig - Tumblr Posts

There's something sweet about the thought of 🐉 doing absolutely everything he can to make his children's lives as mundane as possible, to make up for all the tumultuous experiences that happened in his life.

There would be no miracle babies; just wyrmlings who hatched at a very normal period of 2 years instead of his own 200. Their magical prowess would be noticeably inferior to his, but that's good because that means they didn't have to devour even the life forces of three important people just to be born. They would have siblings to play with everyday. They have a complete set of living parents. They have a grandfather, a great grandmother, a pair of uncles, and a cat. They are allowed to play in their parents' office during work time. Their achievements would be celebrated, but never expected. Their dining table will always be complete for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

They would be so normal that you wouldn't have guessed they weren't, if not for the symbolic horns crowning their heads. But that's good, because that's what he would've wished for himself all those years ago.

... Wished. Because if he didn't go through all of those, then he wouldn't have this beautiful, beautiful life he has today. And honestly? He would go through all the terrible suffering in his life a million times if he gets to live this moment a million more times. Just him and his very normal, very happy family.