#cosleepers

[dilfmansion]

The first time it happened, it wasn’t intentional.

Nobara and Yuji hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but exhaustion from the ruined Exchange Event had caught up to them before they could return to their rooms. Yuji had been the first to go, half-slumped over on Megumi’s legs. Nobara had managed to stay in her own chair at least, arms crossed over her chest and head bent at an awkward angle. 

Megumi followed embarrassingly soon after. He was still recovering from his run-in with the cursed spirit in the forest, and healing was slow. He had shifted down the bed carefully, not wanting to jostle Yuji too much, curling in on his side and listening to the rhythm of the other two breathing.

Yuji’s snoring didn’t seem as annoying as it did when he was sleeping in the next room.

The second time it happened, it was by necessity.

Nobara had returned from a solo mission bloody and bruised and full of self-inflicted puncture wounds, hands shaky and uniform stained with blood. Shoko was off-duty that night. 

She had come to them instead. Not like she really had a choice— Megumi and Yuji had been waiting for her to get back since she left, posted dutifully in the main common room. When Nobara finally did come back well after midnight, they practically jumped to help her.

Yuji gave her one of his own t-shirts to change into— it was massive on her, but the fabric was soft and it smelled like him and that was more than enough convincing for her to slip it on while the two boys turned away. 

Megumi retrieved a first aid kit from his closet; wounds were cleaned and bandaged, two particularly deep lacerations held together with butterfly tape and covered for Shoko to heal in the morning. Yuji only yelped a few times under the vice grip that Nobara had on his hand. 

She hardly spoke. The only thing they could get out of her was short responses to easy questions, confirmations or denials of pain as Megumi worked. Eventually, they got her into bed– not her own, Yuji’s, but that didn’t matter. She was fed and in markedly less pain than before. That was when she finally opened up. Two people had died. Civilians. Not deaths Nobara could have predicted or prevented, but Yuji and Megumi were more than aware of the toll that still took.

When Nobara finally fell asleep it was wedged between the two of them, wrapped in Yuji’s arms with Megumi at her back. One of her hands had curled into Yuji’s sweatshirt. He didn’t entertain the thought of moving it. Megumi had given him a quick glance over Nobara’s shoulder— silent deliberation that was over before it began. All three slept there that night.

That was far from the last time.

It became a regular occurance, the three of them falling asleep in a clumsy tangle of limbs. It helped, somehow; gave them space to let down their guard and truly rest amid the chaos. 

They would take comfort where they could get it.

[darlin-djarin]

yk when babies have that small grumbling purr when they breathe, almost like a snore. consider grogu lying on din’s chest. they’re in their little cot, din’s taken off most his armor, grogu’s head right underneath his chin. din has a hand on grogu’s back, feeling the way his little body rises and falls with every breath. grogu’s sleeping, snuggled into din’s chest, because din couldn’t sleep earlier and grogu wanted to help. baby starts doing that little grumbling purr, the breathing through his nose and chest that makes just the smallest noise and just the tiniest rumble against din’s chest and soothes and calms him. it slowly lulls him to sleep, the vibration from grogu’s chest, the small rumbling noise coming from his nose. helps din relax, even on worse nights where he feels restless. the quiet noise fills in the silence where it used to be all the time.

din hates waking grogu up, and he’d rather have his whole body go numb than try to move grogu off of him. worth it though, just to see baby so relaxed, to feel and hear baby breathe against his chest. it feels right, to din at least. he’s unsure about a lot of things, but this feels right.

[readychilledwine]

✨️So, life update✨️

I'm a little behind in kink posts, but will hopefully get caught up today and tomorrow.

Our sweet little baby has a new habit of whimpering in her sleep, and it's made her anxious mommy extra anxious.

I apologize for the disappointment. This 8-week learning leap is just kind of kicking our butts right now.

[asukiess]

there was only one couch

[apollos-olives]

Just look at that smile. Happy birthday, Ariha.

she's such a happy baby alhamdulillah 🫶

[isaacparents]

As much as it doesn't fit well with current Western childrearing norms, infants refusing to sleep when not in direct physical contact with an adult seems likely to have been selected for, considering that even modern first world infants have been killed by predators when they tolerated sleeping alone.

[katzenkarussell]

Well, if it isn't the consequences of your own actions

Fanart for Chapter IX of PARADISE. by @funkyjeans

I really loved the Chapter and I immediately had this image in my head after reading "One night of co-sleeping wouldn’t hurt.". Thank you so much for this fic!

[deadmomjokes]

Child wakes up whimpering and going “NO!”

We rush in, ask what’s wrong, try to comfort her and calm her down. She bowls past us for the door.

“I know where all the flies are coming from! I have to get out of this room!”

Took us a good half hour of searching her room while she watched covering her ears and sniffling to get her back in the room at all.

Apparently the nightmares are still happening. :’( From what we could piece together through the sleep-grogginess and crying, this one involved hordes of big hairy flies gushing out of her pillow and mattress and flying into her ears to buzz in her brain.

Methinks it’s time to take her therapist up on the Emotional Support Animal thing....

[burinazar]

incomprehensible Sages shitposts. context explanations are in the tags but they are not going to help i promise

[flanfrog]

I'm sorry but having sex while your children are in the same bed as you and your spouse/partner is quite literally sexually abusive behavior.

[macroglossus]

took the entire month of august, two and a half bags of gf flour (over thirty dollars. of flour), about five accidental attempts at mass familial poisoning (kept making treats with the discard blissfully unaware that it wasn't actually colonized by yeast yet at all but by other less yummy bacteria [which is why the entire concoction smelled evil]), and several days of cosleeping with the jar (somehow miraculously didn't spill all over the couch/crush it) but my sourdough starter is FINALLY off the ground and healthy and making genuinely sour ass yummy bread. took four times the amount of time and significantly more resources than i expected but i put a little pink bow on her and she's so cute now that i forgive her

[peggy-sue-reads-a-book]

art cred: Lillie Eglund

[darlin-djarin]

that din djarin and grogu cosleep... mommy blogs would tear him to shreds.

OUGHHHHH DIN AND GROGU COSLEEP OuGGHHHGGH melting 😫 they’re so cute. tbh i think din n grogu would cosleep even when grogu’s a bit older, and yeah mommy blogs would go insane

[attractthecrows]

dorian cassandra sera and every single scout in camp piled on top of the Inquisitor in the Emprise du Lion (he is a pyromancer and thus always hot)

[kasienda]

A Love Square Short Story: Displaced

Thanks to @chocoluckchipz​, @ladyofthenoodle​, and @jennagrinsoverml​ for the beta!! And to Ladyofthenoodle for organizing our little collection. Check out the other works!! They are all so different and I love that!!

Read on Ao3

Adrien slipped through the front door to his flat. It was fully dark, and he was exhausted despite the fact that it was barely past nine in the evening. Social gatherings for society’s elite tended to do that.

 He loosened his tie and dropped his suit jacket unceremoniously across the back of the sofa that was already cluttered with unopened boxes, mail, and unfolded laundry.

 He really should have listened to Nino and hired a maid or cleaning person of some sort. But well, he still had a secret to keep, and keeping that secret was more important to him than ever.

 He moved to his bedroom on autopilot without turning on the light, intending to collapse into bed immediately.

 But when he tried to slip into his space, he found it was already occupied. He flipped his phone flashlight on towards the ceiling to light the room in a soft glow.

 In his wife’s place, Ladybug lay sprawled diagonally across the bed, and their beautiful four month old Emma was spreadeagled the other way, taking up far more space than she should be able to given she was a whole 62 cm long.

 As exhausted and slightly put out as he was, he found himself smiling. Everything was worth it when he came home to sights like these. He wanted to take a picture, but there wasn’t enough light. And such a photo shouldn’t exist anyway, to protect his growing family.

 He wanted to join them, but he also didn’t want to wake either of them. If Marinette was transformed she was beyond desperate for a boost of energy. And if she was      sleeping    in the suit, the magical rush hadn’t been enough.

 So instead, he turned off his light, and moved back to the living room, intending to sleep on the couch. He immediately rediscovered the couch was not exactly open and available without half an hour of prerequisite tidying.

 It was times like this where he really regretted they only had the one bed.

 He stood there staring at the cluttered mess, feeling torn when Emma’s sudden piercing cries made the decision for him.

 Ladybug’s breaking sobs sounded through the room only a few seconds behind.

 Adrien swept Emma up into his arms, and her cries diminished, but didn’t quite die out.

 “No, I’ll take her,” Ladybug objected, holding out her arms. He could still make out the tear tracks on her cheeks.

 He shook his head pressing a kiss onto the top edge of Ladybug’s mask while rocking a still crying and flailing Emma in his arms.

 “Let me take her for an hour or two. You get some sleep.”

 The silence spoke for itself. She wanted to accept his offer, but she had lingering anxieties.

 “She’s probably hungry,” she whispered.

 Which was unfortunately something Adrien couldn’t help with as Emma had so far absolutely      refused     to take a bottle. Not that he could blame his daughter for her discerning tastes. He enjoyed Marinette’s breasts as well.

 “When did you last feed her?” He still didn’t relinquish his hold on Emma.

 “19h30 ish. Maybe?”

 “So, she’s probably not hungry yet. She’s just awake. Go back to sleep.”

 Marinette shook her head and instead grabbed his arm.

 “Come cuddle with us? I’ve missed you.”

 “God, I missed you so much!” he echoed, sliding into the bed beside her, passing Emma over. “Going to those dinners without you is ten times as awful.”

 Ladybug, still laying on her back but with her knees bent up toward the ceiling, propped Emma up on her legs.

 Once back in her mother’s arms, Emma cooed happily at them both, her tiny little hands batting at Adrien’s offered finger. When she finally grasped it, she pulled it into her mouth and slobbered all over it.

 He grinned, and then turned to his wife. “You know I love you in red, but you might want to lose the suit.”

 Marinette glanced down, lifting Emma from her lap, to take in her spotted legs. “Oh god! I’m still transformed! I didn’t even realize. What if I had answered the door? Tikki’s gonna kill me.”

 “She won’t. She knows how exhausted you’ve been.”

 It had been difficult for him and Tikki both to watch Marinette burning the candle at both ends when there was only so much they could do to ease the burden.

 He had always thought that kwamis would serve as pretty good baby monitors, but Emma would hardly sleep five minutes outside of Marinette’s arms, so it wasn’t like an intelligent baby monitor would help at all.

 Ladybug vanished in a flash of pink, and Marinette lay in her place. And, to his point, Tikki only smiled down at the trio before darting off, no doubt in search of sweets.

 With a sigh, Marinette rolled over, pressing her back into his chest while bringing Emma in close to nurse.

 Adrien draped his arm over both of them. And in that moment, with his little family in his arms, he was positively delighted that they only had one bed.

[janessamakesart]

A animation of when our family all sleeps together!