#babynapper

[the-prophecy]

Cleo you're a baby you're the one who'll get babynapped tho

[foldingfittedsheets]

Most parents I think worry or wonder when their kid might finally start repeating swear words they hear. The tale of my initiation into the world of cursing was the subject of family lore however.

First, to set the scene, my nana spent a lot of time with me when I was young. She lived with us briefly and I firmly cemented my place as number one favorite grandchild by climbing up into her attic room to cuddle on the regular.

She’d take me on errands and watch me when my parents were at work. She even once lured me away when she ran into my dad watching me at a store. She didn’t think he was keeping a close enough eye and called me over to her a few aisles away.

I happily complied since I loved and recognized her, then we watched my dad for several minutes before he finally looked down, saw me missing, and panicked. “That’ll teach you to keep a better eye on her!” My nana scolded him, convinced that every babynapper was slavering for her precious redheaded grandbaby.

So one day my mom had me in the car. We were driving along and from my back seat I chirped, “Can we play pretend?”

My mom smiled, imagining I’d start narrating some silly adventure or something. “Sure.”

“Shit shit SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.

My mom sat stunned in the front seat, baffled momentarily by the stream of cursing.

After careful questioning it was pretty obvious what had happened. My nana had sworn up a storm in front of me but didn’t want to come clean about it to my parents when I started repeating it. She’d instead invented a fun game and the rules were that I could only curse when we were playing our special pretend game.

My mom was furious, and my nana got a sound dressing down both for the cursing but more importantly for the lying.

My favorite time telling this story though was to a girl in high school. She listened with wide eyes then asked, “Did your mom fire her?”

“What?”

“Your nana? Did she get fired?”

“My…. Grandmother? Did my mom fire my grandmother??”

“Ohhhhh. Not the nanny then.”

[philtstone]

Shawn and Gus, "comforting hugs"

you can also read it on ao3! psych: into the mollyverse coming soon to laptops near you. just kidding. i physically dont have time to fall headfirst into another elaborate kidfic series. which is what i always say, isn't it sort of canon divergence for the movies, tho i guess technically they havent fully committed to anything yet outside of the actors getting too old lol. takes place in the same universe as my great labor of love, "so here we are again" and, alas, i love molly already

Navigating the obstetrics ward in the middle of the night is harder than Gus ever expected it to be. It really feels like a critical failure of signage, which someone needs to be held accountable for. He wonders if there’s somewhere he can make a complaint. Three in the morning, arms laden with fragrant takeout and mildly damp from the mean streets of downtown San Francisco is not his ideal time for busting out the Super Sniffer.  

Thank God Axe body spray is strong enough to survive a full work day, twenty-four hours of labor, and an outfit change. 

He breathes a sigh of relief when he finally tiptoes back into the correct room. 

“Jerk chicken, sourdough donuts, and that weird lychee butter Juliet likes,” Gus whispers, setting down his many bags in a corner. “Shawn, we need to lodge a complaint. This establishment does not have good signage. I almost got lost five times coming back up here! Isn’t that a hazard to infants and mothers and best friends of families who’ve just had babies everywhere? What if someone goes into the wrong birthing room? That would leave random people’s babies vulnerable to the potential criminal element! If I was a babynapper, this hard to navigate hospital hallway system would absolutely serve as a good alibi were I suddenly caught in the wrong place.”

His last year of parenthood and decades of friendship with Shawn have honed Gus’s whispering skills to a finely tuned and precise art; he’s not really worried about disturbing Juliet, who is finally getting some much deserved sleep in the bed adjacent. She’s pretty much knocked out cold, anyway. Shawn had guessed it would take a freight train passing right outside the window or blowing an air horn directly into her ear to wake her up. 

It is a little weird that Shawn doesn’t reply, though. Gus spends the two seconds he spends bent over and rummaging through the takeout bags for forks confused about this. Then he straightens up and looks across the room.

Oh.

They’ve got a little baby crib set up by the side of the bed so Juliet can sleep. There’s a chair right next to the cot, high enough that you can look right in. Shawn’s sitting in it, in the exact same place Gus left him, more or less unchanged except for the fact that he’s sobbing silently into his hands. 

Gus sighs softly, tilts his head, and puts the takeout box on the table that houses their overnight bags before walking over. At Shawn’s side, he pauses, looking down. He’s a little biased – there is probably no baby in the world as perfect as his own, not to mention Selene would kill him if he ever suggested otherwise – but at six hours old, Molly Spencer-O’Hara comes pretty damn close. Squinched shut blue eyes, puckered rosy mouth, and completely bald. Gus loves her desperately.

He pulls up the remaining empty chair beside them and sits down.

“Shawn,” he says gently. 

“It j-j-ust – it all kinda –” Shawn waves one uncoordinated hand in the air immediately beside his head, gesturing vaguely towards himself. His voice is muffled and wet against his hand and he’s barely able to control the way his hands are shaking. “All – at th-the same time –”

“Yeah,” Gus says. “I know.”

“Sh-she’s just so – and I’m – for her – a-and it’s –”

“I get it,” Gus says.

“A-am I supposed to j-just walk around f-feeling like this all the time?” Shawn finally manages. There’s a desperate and hysterical note to his voice, the question nevertheless still drenched in sincerity, and he lifts his head, just enough to maybe breathe properly, and stares at Gus with huge wet eyes full of an emotion that Gus had had no idea what it would feel like to share.

Considering they’ve spent their lives sharing almost everything else, it’s really weird how keenly and suddenly it brings a strong, unexpected lump to his throat that has nothing to do with his usual tendency towards sympathy tears. 

“Pretty much, yeah,” Gus says.

“Fuck,” Shawn says, and cries harder.

His face is splotchy and red and his hair is sticking up stupidly from the last day and a half of chaos. He’s still got the splint on his hand where Juliet sprained his fingers earlier. Without another word, Gus leans over and wraps his arms around his best friend in the world. 

Sighing again, carefully controlling the damp rimming his own eyes, Gus rubs a hand against Shawn’s back and pats his shaking shoulders and waits for the feelings Shawn rarely exhibits so openly to calm down.

“Is he freaking out?” sounds a sleepy, feminine murmur from the other side of the room.    

“In the best possible way,” Gus says, “yes.”

Shawn hiccups in his arms.

“‘Was waiting … f’r it t’happen,” Juliet mumbles. He can hear the fond smile in her barely-awake voice. “It’ll be okay, baby.”

“I hate you guys,” says Shawn, wet and pathetic, muffled into Gus’s shoulder.

“We know, Shawn.”

They sit like that for a few more minutes, the comfortable silence only broken sporadically by Shawn’s wobbly breathing and the soft steady beeps of the machines monitoring Juliet’s vitals. Gus’ll have to head home soon – he’s switching shifts with Selene, and then Henry and maybe Karen will help them settle back home in a few days – but right at this minute, there’s no other place in the universe he’d rather be. 

“You guys better leave some of that jerk chicken for me,” Juliet says after a moment, sounding significantly more awake.

“Are you kidding?” Shawn protests, finally – marginally – less water-logged. He still hasn’t detangled himself from the hug. “Half that food is for you.”

“You know that’s right,” Gus agrees.

From below them, a tiny little voice interjects, burbling softly. Grinning hard enough that the few tears lingering in his eyes slip out, Gus decides to think that she’s probably agreeing, too.

[raidouversusthesoullessarmy]

Also, the fact that Resh'an is canonically a babynapper is so insane to me. And everyone's just fine with it.

[dangermousie]

That poor woman.

Her first worry on getting her diagnosis is that it's hereditary so the kid can have it.

Undaddy should burn in the pits of hell. And all this time he's been telling YS his mom didn't want him so the dude has bona fide trauma about it and meanwhile he stole the baby before the mom could even name him.

Maybe I should start calling Undaddy Babynapper instead? But then he did try to get YS to shoot his wetnurse as a freaking kid so the man has more issues than the New York Times.

[paleobird]

💬 + rumor has it you stole those baby cubes from their mothers!

"Yeah, the harpy's a babynapper. That's not wildly offensive at all."

[bestportableplayard-blog]

How to Make Baby Sleep Through the Night (or Even Half the Night) 

Get Your Baby in a Routine

Give your baby time get sleepy and to adjust to the notion of going to the comfortable and cozy baby crib.  Make it a habit for them, and your baby will begin to become sleepy once the routine is in effect.  

Sometimes babies will cry at night because they've become sick, most commonly with some kind of stuffy nose or cold.  In this case, provide him or her with lots of comfort and a gentle medication or pain relief if needed.  If your child is ill, this really is one of those times that you deviate from a normal sleep program, but that's okay.  Be flexible with your rules if something is really wrong so that you child can return to normal more quickly and get some restful sleep.

Maintain a Schedule

Check to make sure that everything is all right immediately the first time your baby cries.  If everything appears to be fine, then rest easy and try to get some sleep.  The next time he or she cries, wait just a few minutes before you do anything, then make a trip to the crib.  If your baby cries again, wait even longer and make this visit shorter.

Security items can help your baby become more comfortable with during the evening.  Sometimes babies will wake themselves up and need only a small amount of comfort to get back to sleep.  Waking up in a dark, somewhat unfamiliar place can be scary for anyone.  Give your baby with one constant thing that may remain in the crib while he or she sleeps. You may find it helpful to get a comfortable and familiar bed for baby, to make him feel secure at bedtime.

Help the Baby Self Soothe itself

Let your baby cry for at least a little while, especially if it seems like your child doesn't have a particular reason for waking up or being uncomfortable in the crib.  Even though it may be your immediate reaction to go comfort your baby yourself, sometimes the best option isn't to immediately satisfy his or her comfort needs.  By conducting to hold your baby at night each time he or she cries, you are inadvertently teaching your child that crying will always solve any problems.  This means that your child would continue to cry for much less significant nighttime scares.

Depending on how old your baby is, your kid could sleep up to 16 hours during the whole day.   Make sure your baby is getting enough sleep at night by enabling him or her to go to bed early.  Adjust the exact bedtime schedule to you and your family's needs, but remember that your baby ought to be asleep shortly after it gets dark outside.

Make Sure Baby Feels Secure and Comfortable

First, try to figure out if anything is seriously wrong.  Although all babies cry at night sometimes, make sure that it isn't for a harmful reason or for a reason that could make your baby uncomfortable during the night.  If there's something that could be fixed and made better, your baby will sleep much more easily at night.  By way of instance, check to be certain that all the bedclothes are not only comfortable but also safe for sleeping in.

A small tag blanket or stuffed animal can help make things a bit more familiar and secure-feeling at night.  Keep these items with you at first for at least a couple of hours in order to transfer your"mom smell" on the thing for even more safety.

For a truly fussy baby who constantly wants mom to be there, try dabbing a little bit of breast milk on a small, soft cloth that you baby can sleep with at night.  Babies like to use their sense of smell to identify people, especially in the first few months of their lives, so make certain your private smell is on something in your baby's crib to be able to make it smell like home.

Maintain a consistent schedule and stick with it.  The best thing you can do for your baby is to put some rules and boundaries that don't change.  Don't keep your baby up late at night with plenty of noise, and do not allow them to stay awake in the living room with you when you relax for the evening.  Once a specific time strikes, maybe 6 or 7 or 8 pm, it's time for baby to start his or her bedtime routine.

Infancy is a difficult time for babies and their sleep patterns, so it's normal to have some issues with it initially.

There should not be some snaps digging into their skin, and it should not cause your baby to become overheated or chilled.  Additionally, be certain that you keep a baby movement monitor under your baby's crib mattress so you can be alerted immediately if your baby stops breathing.

[kensiedoodle]

Met this kid like three months ago in the womb and look at him now!!!! Wow!!!! Shook!!!! Living!!!!!!!!!!!! #babynapper #ByeImRunningAway #LucasAnthony1WeekOld

[stairset]

Oh in that one post I forgot to bring up that when Luke shows up to get Grogu in The Mandalorian he rather explicitly says that Grogu needs Din’s permission before he can go with him and I think that alone should make it clear that the Jedi do not take in younglings without the consent of their current guardian. So there ya go. 

[theenchvnter]

Amir glanced up as the other man walked in, raising an eyebrow as if to say something. However, he ended up snorting when the man went off on a tangent, ordering for both of them. Once they had their drinks, Amir turned back to him and began, “Tell me, Agent Carter, what did you think was going to happen?” Amir smirked but then rolled his eyes. “She wouldn’t have done it. She doesn’t have it in her.” Leaning back, his amused expression slowly returned. “Where’s the babynapper then? SHIELD? She's honestly an idiot. She’s going to have Asgard on her ass now.”

After the metaphorical dust had settled and Charles was relieved from his duty of helping around as best as he could, he managed to find Amir in the bar they'd agreed upon before the party. "Well, fuck," he mused as he took a seat next to the other man. "I had no idea that bitch was crazy enough to try and kidnap a baby in the middle of an Avengers party. That ex of yours is even crazier, too. We almost had a body to clean up." @theenchvnter

[twilightofthe]

Hmm sorry I haven’t been on here that often lately.  Depression has been Big Sad recently, and it’s been kind of hard to connect with other people in the fandom.  Like, I guess it’s actually not a good thing that I really, REALLY like most characters in the SW saga, because it seems no matter where I turn, if I find someone who really likes a character I like, I can’t talk that much to them because they inevitably despise another character I like and suddenly it’s “how dare I try and talk about that character positively I’m a Bad Person Actually” and then when I go looking for someone who likes the character that was bashed before so I can be positive about them in peace, those people start bashing aNOTHER character I like.  And then if I do find someone who likes all of the above, whoops they hate something I ship.  

It’s tiring, is all.

[superman-2050]

#HeroesOfQuantico #InHarmsWay #IreneHannon #RachelSutton #DebraKraus #ChristianFiction #ChristianMysteries #InfantAbduction #BabySnatchers #NationalCenterForMissingAndExploited #Kiddnapped #MysteriousDisappearances #CriminalProfiling #FBI #Quantico #FBIAgents #BabyNappers #Infertility #ChildAbuse #Jealousy #Anger #God https://www.instagram.com/p/CMttm-ZFFBn/?igshid=13kkhqfduahib

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Andy is giving babynapper at the very least.

Unexpected 32

Sequel to Unsolicited

Warnings: non/dubcon, pregnancy, car sex, Lloyd being the worst, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

Lloyd Hansen is a storm. You can’t stop him, you can only brace yourself for the eventual rain of his presence. For the time being, he is calm and you will let it last as long as you can. But you will keep the windows boarded and the doors shut tight.

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[ratsoh-writes]

someone FINALLY kidnapped my baby. edgy is my babynapper <3

Lol good job edgy

[btsqualityy]

I don’t know if you remember me texting you this lol when I was on my midwifery placement, they put security tags on the babies’ ankle in the postnatal ward (after changing the tag from the delivery suite lol) in case of babynappers and the alarm goes off 😭 imagine Ava’s extra ass making them put two on Tessa’s ankles (because Tessa is their first child and Ava and Kade want to be extra cautious). Jk is definitely the one who make it go off by accident and the entire hospital security would come running to their room

I could see Ava being that extra 🤣

[biohazrd]

ill be talking to a girl i met on a dating app and they ask me what im doing and im like reading resident evil wiki logs and they're like oh cool i liked 8 :) lady dimitrescu am i right and im like haha yeah i like chris too and they're always shocked and appalled that i like the stone cold babynapper and im just like cmon man...that's chris! my good friend chris. big dumb himbo chris who loves his little sister and punches rocks and eats raw eggs :(