#birth of chaos

[goldmaster-art]

I've played SO MANY games this year. It has been a lot of fun!

[er1z0]

LOVE IS LOVE <3

Play Birth of Chaos

[danidoodels]

They're twins your honor

[ssprouttz]

Hi Benjitos im really late to Benji week and I said I wouldnt do it but here I am

I did day 1: dork pouch and day 6: speckles

Wouldnt it be really funny if speckles hatched and instead of a baby anky it was benji toes

Yall are getting this before insta bc their tagging system kinda pisses me off

[aznisure]

“whats with the robe?” “i find its easier to get people to accept what i am when im shaped like their idea of it, ive also grown fond of this form over the recent centuries”

or, the twins meet Death

[itz-pandora]

Guys... Knuckles Chao Parent AU is real...

Tails is a great uncle to Melody! Might doodle their endeavors later. A great learning experience for Melody!

Sonic doesn't get uncle privileges

Melody likes triangle fruit

And some bonus Melody doodles!

[rebouks]

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Oscar: Well, well, well… [Oscar eagerly pulled Courtney close, grinning from ear to ear as he slid his hand over her stomach] Oscar: Aren’t you excited? Courtney: I guess it’s just a little sooner than I’d imagined. [Oscar tried his best to sound empathetic, though he couldn’t remove the elation from his voice completely] Oscar: We always said we wanted a bunch, right? [Courtney sighed; wanting a big family versus having to look after one were two completely different ball games. She felt as though she’d barely caught her breath since having the twins] Courtney: There’s always so much to do-.. the twins don’t even have their own room yet. Oscar: Bah, there’s like three-.. well, four rooms left to do n’ most of ‘em can wait. The attic doesn’t really count, I need to replace those ladders soon though-.. look, okay, it’ll be fine! I’ll get their room done; we’ve got at least.. seven, eight months? Courtney: What about your office? Oscar: Five rooms then, I can deal with a shitty office. We’ll turf the twins outta the closet first, the rest is whatever. Courtney: But you spend so much time in there… Oscar: You guys come first; you know that-.. c’mon, what’s the matter? Courtney: [sighs] Last time was kinda scary in the end, y’know? Oscar: Oh, I know.. but I’m willing to bet there’s only one in there this time, it’ll be easy-peasy in comparison! Courtney: Still, four kids is a lot… Oscar: So, we’ll stop after this one-.. but it’s kinda perfect, huh? A nice even number! Everyone’s got a pal for the rollercoaster, doughnuts come half a dozen a pack-.. shit, the table even has six chairs. Courtney: You have an answer for everything, don’t you? Oscar: Duh, it’s what I do best. [Courtney scoffed slightly, shaking her head with amusement] Oscar: We’ll manage, okay? I promise. Courtney: Ohh, a promise? Those are rare. Oscar: Exactly! We got this-.. you got this. [Courtney giggled nervously, though she couldn’t help but smile; Oscar’s euphoria was endearing and infectious] Oscar: Look at it! Another little birdie-.. I’m so fucking excited.

[mattatouilletkachuk]

Idk if you’re doing a birth blurb but for some reason out of all of them I could see Quinn and her having a natural birth at home. Idk why I get that vibe they would but Quinn gives off such a supportive and loving vibe and with that they’d be welcoming Ollie into the world that way. The way he says he’s always paying attention to her, he would be so attentive and help her stay calm and relaxed just showing her how much love and support he has and always will for her.

Quinn is super attentive and loving during her pregnancy and Ollie’s birth and mama 100% goes through a phase where she wants to do an at home natural birth. Quinn takes it in stride and they make a birth plan for it but Quinn thinks ‘I’ve known you since we were 6 and you’ve never been chill about anything ever so this probably isn’t going to happen’ but he never says it out loud.

This is how it goes down.

Sleep had been a thing of fiction in Quinn’s life ever since learning that he was going to be a dad. Almost all of the baby books he’s read warned him about the possible lack of sleep that expecting mothers might have to deal with. None of them had prepared him for the lack of sleep he would be facing.

He was the most anxious he had ever been. Realistically he knew that there wasn’t much to worry about. The past nine months have been nothing but smooth sailing. Every appointment had gone well, his baby boy liked to make his presence known all of the time, and on top of all of that the mother of his child (he smiled down at the woman asleep in his arms at the thought) wasn’t just handling her pregnancy well but she was glowing. She made being pregnant seem like the easiest thing in the world.

Just because everything had been calm and easy up to this point didn’t mean he wasn’t prepared for any and everything that could happen. Quinn made sure that they not only had everything prepared for when their son came into this world but he made sure to get all of the things that his girlfriend would need or possibly want for the natural at-home birth that she insisted she wanted to do. Even if Quinn didn’t actually think that she would go through with it.

It’s not that he thought that she wasn’t capable of it. She’s one of the toughest people he knew but he’s known her for nearly his entire life and with that came knowing her better than she knew herself. She would never be able to understand just how much he paid attention to her and all of the little things she did. Her interest in a natural birth, especially at home, had only popped up a few months ago after attending her first childbirth class.

Quinn didn’t argue with her, though, he knew better than that. However, he made sure that they had a backup birth plan prepared and that he was in tune with his girlfriend now more than ever.

Which is how Quinn noticed something was different the next day before she did. He didn’t know what was different, he just noticed that she was slower to do anything whereas the day previous she was waddling at the speed of light to get the house clean before giving birth, her breathing was different and she was rubbing her lower back more often than she usually did.

At first, he thought that it was the Braxton Hicks contractions that had been plaguing her for the past month. At lunch, when he saw her squeeze her eyes tightly closed and lean on the counter he suggested calling her doctor or the midwife but she waved away his concern, claiming that the Braxton Hicks contractions were simply getting worse because she was getting closer to her due date. Quinn wasn’t entirely convinced but decided to keep a closer eye on her. Throughout the day he had slowly prepared the items that the midwife said they would need for the home birth. He also brought the bag he packed for her for the hospital to the front door. Setting it to the side just in case she changed her mind.

When she had fallen asleep on his shoulder while watching a movie that evening, Quinn had decided that he was overreacting. That maybe she wasn’t in the early stages of labor that day and he was simply paranoid. It was in that brief doubt in his judgment that he decided to go out and pick up dinner for them.

He was gone for less than thirty minutes but when he walked through their door he knew immediately that things had changed. His girlfriend, who had been snoring softly on the couch when he left, was now standing at the end of the couch, hunched over and groaning in pain. Quinn wasted no time in putting the food down and rushing over to her.

He only noticed the puddle on the floor when he stepped in it. His right hand went to her lower back and the left went to his pocket to grab his phone.

“I’ll call the midwife,” he tried his best not to sound panicked but he could barely hear himself over the sound of his heart pounding in his ears. “When did your water break?”

It took her a second but when the contraction eased up she finally managed to say, “fuck this.”

“What?” Quinn looked at her confused.

She gestured broadly and then to herself as if it was supposed to make any sense to Quinn. “This. Fuck this,” she said before another groan slipped from her lips and her body started to tense again. “This is horrible. I want the drugs at the hospital. Call the doctor, call the midwife, fucking call the Pope if you need to but just get me in the car and take me to the hospital.”

“Okay,” Quinn agreed as he pressed the midwife’s phone number and grabbed the hospital bag by the door before going to his girlfriend to help her out of the apartment.

“Wait,” she said before he closed the door. “Don’t forget the McFlurry.”

[grim-reapings]

HAPPY UNDER NIGHT CELES DAY!!!!!

[chaos-potat]

Baxter and Karai doodles :)

A little bonus Shredder (silly)

[gurugurumaru]

Chibi designs of the Under Night In-birth cast for keychains sold at Climax of Night.

[smirkingcat]

Chaos and Azhi Dahaka

[unibofficial]

[obssessed-and-proud]

ben after getting off the island

[glitter-alienz]

HBD @chaos-potat ‼️

mah friend got birthed go wish him a happy birthday NOW!!!!

[featherlumina]

OKAY I GOTTA RANT ABOUT THIS PARTICULAR LINE FOR A SEC

BITCH. NEITHER HAVE YOU!! DSGJDSASKCAS-

You think that's such an own and you don't know who your own birth mother is either, Genny boy! The audacity! The hypocrisy!

his foster mother doesn't count and this line has just bothered me for eons and it makes me mad 'cause Gen's all smug about it when he has no damn right to be

Anyway back to your scheduled programming everyone lmao