#partum

[objectcrushsuggestions]

This isn't really much of a crush suggestion as it is asking for a second opinion if my attraction "counts" as object sexuality. Basically, I am attracted to flesh/body parts. Like, not when they're attached to a person, but seeing them as their own individual entities. I tend to gravitate towards hands, and I get especially attached to characters like Thing from the Addams family and Master Hand from Smash Bros.

I'm sorry if it sounds strange, I just feel the way I experience attraction overlaps with the objectum community and its tough trying to understand my feelings.

Hello ! (Sorry this took a while we didn't answer asks for a bit!!)

Anyways thank you for sending this ask!! Some headmates in our system have similar experiences to what you just described.

Some of this response is edited from a kind of idk rambling about ideas I had about this when we initially got your ask bc its kind of hard to piece together my ideas on this.

Ive literally had the same experience and idk what to call this. Im considering proposing the term 'partum' (from 'body part') like. Idk how to explain this as not just as a kink or adjacent thing to people but. Attraction to an body part itself on its own maybe also in a conceptum way too

or organs also

For me its like the concept of. How in cartoons body parts are separate and moving and not associated w a character??

bc its not exactly attraction to a person it's only to a body part. Maybe objectum-adjacent but extension of things like cheirophilia with the example of hands but as an orientation (like how objectum is like if objectophilia as an orientation !!)

But I maybe see this as similar to like attraction to mannequins or maybe plants as.

I also feel like its pretty common for ppl to think about body parts on their own w no real idea of thinking of someone as attached to them in hypothetical scenarios about attraction so. Idk maybe a label would be useful for this in my opinion

Some objectum people experience object sentience (posic+) so if you percieve body parts as having sentience of their own then posic+ may also apply to you

Although Master Hand is a sentient character lots of objectums are attracted to / attached to object-like characters too as well as fictional objects (and of course some like some of our systems headmates are also attracted to people and not just objects). This could sometimes also fit into the ficto- spectrum (Which again to me also includes ppl who are also into real life ppl.bc labels don't need to be so strict imo and I don't like the gatekeeping some people do about labels)

Also I do think it does not really fit societal norms to be attracted to body parts on their own not just bc theyre attached to a person, which I find similar to how objectum and objectophilia are viewed by society.

Also I think if you feel the objectum label fits you you're welcome to use it and be part of the objectum community! ! We definitely consider your experiences to feel objectum to us but its not really for us (or anyone else) to decide whether someone else "counts" as objectum because that can easily go towards ppl gatekeeping the label from ppl who find it useful imo.

Sorry if this was a disjointed or not-cohesive answer I wasn't really sure what I was saying at some points and I feel like some of it I just didn't get into words

We have anon asks off currently but as this was one we got before we switched off anons we answered it!!

[niccoguedes]

Oh… That’s why.

[prideprejudce]

I am truly hoping that daeron is the spitting image of alicent. not only will it make complete sense for him to be shipped away from kings landing after his birth because his very appearance goes against otto's usurping propaganda that alicent's kids are "true targaryens" while rhaenyra's are "half breed strong boys" but alicent having to look in the face of the only normal child in the family surrounded by monsters for brothers and an already half gone sister and seeing his face of disgust and fright and it's her face. it's her face staring right back at her

[exdivine]

i don’t believe men can get postpartum depression like women do. i get that a new baby affects both parents’ mental health, but i refuse to believe that men experience postpartum health problems to the same extent women as women.

[shotmrmiller]

simon going after very single baby moms cuz he wants some of that breastmilk 🥴

might even step into a crumbling relationship and simply take over all for the sake of having some of it spurt onto his chest hair.

[kockatriceking]

TAKE RESPONSIBILITY.

[lascitasdelashoras]

Ewa Partum, Alphabet, 1973

[jareckiworld]

Andrzej Partum (1938-2002) Untitled [acrylic and car varnish, canvas, ca. 1986]

[katsukiizmoon]

╰┈➤ ꒰🍓💌🥛 ┊boba time ┊ Hana ; #02 ꒱

『♡』 Post-Partum urinary incontinence is the bane of your existence, ruining everything, but Katsuki kisses you like it doesn’t matter.

『♡』 having a baby and all that comes with it, post partum anxiety, urinary incontinence, comfort, suggestive scene, insecurity, healthy relationship, pet names : bunny, angel, baby, f!reader

You keep peeing on yourself and it’s fucking infuriating. The stitches have healed and you’re coming along nicely but you just keep peeing on yourself.

You love Hana, her pretty little blonde curls and red eyes. You love her giggles and her cries, even when she makes you cry. But you keep peeing on yourself and it’s the most embarrassing part of having a baby thus far.

Katsuki doesn’t mind, he laughs a little with the baby in his arms when you shove her to him. He watches you waddle to the bathroom grumbling and muttering curses.

It really doesn’t bother him, but it bothers you.

Hana stretched your pelvic floor to hell and back and now, as the doctor said it, you have urinate incontinence.

You change your pad in a haste, wiping gently with a baby wipe and look in the mirror. A cry comes from the other room and you shoot out, darting toward your husband.

“What happened?!” You bite, rushing over to the pair.

Nothing. Nothing happened. Hana is happily sucking down a bottle of breast milk in her fathers arms. She’s getting milk drunk, happy as can be, and he’s bouncing her and humming.

“What’re you talkin’ about baby?” Katsuki mumbles, head tilted to look at your eyes.

“I-I thought I heard her crying..” You mumble and he gives you a pitiful look.

Katsuki moves to sit on the couch, flicking on some random shoujo anime he swears he doesn’t watch. And you follow suit, sitting next to him on the black leather.

His spare arm wraps around you, pulling you closer to his body. His other thick, muscular arm holds Hana and the bottle. He’s gotten amazing at that, multitasking.

Plush lips come down to the top of your head and he murmurs reassurance. You turn and curl into him, breathing in the familiar scent of him.

It’s interesting, smelling the mix of caramel and baby powder all at once. It isn’t something you though you’d find comfort in until now. You feel with your arm for the throw blanket and drape it over the two of you.

“What’s wrong angel?” He ponders, watching the way you close your eyes slowly and sigh in response.

The anime girls on the show are confessing their undying love with roses and bento boxes. It’s kind of cute.

Hana let’s out a satisfied noise and he pulls the bottle from her mouth with a pop, setting it to the side. You lick your thumb and wipe the excess milk from her face and giggle at her features scrunching up in disagreement.

“Just.. worried? What if something happens, you know? And and i- I can’t stop freaking peeing on myself. Even if it’s just a little. I don’t see why you’d be interested in me when I’m constantly- just- yeah.” You let out, breathless and frustrated.

Katsuki hums, leaning down to kiss your forehead. He unwraps his heavy arm from around your middle and turns, lifting your face using his thumb and hand. And he kisses you.

He kisses you deep and slow, sighing into it. And he breaks away when Hana makes a noise, bouncing her momentarily before going back in.

His lips are so soft and remind you of the first time you ever kissed. It reminds you of the day he asked you to marry you. The day he found out you were pregnant.

And his tongue is hot and heavy in your mouth. Patiently exploring and soothing the deep need in your bones to feel wanted.

“I don’t care that you’re peeing on yourself. I don’t care that you need to wear pads cause of it n’ I damn sure haven’t lost interest.” He breaks the kiss, forehead pressing to yours.

You open your mouth, then close it again, then speak.

“But you haven’t touched me..” You whisper, tears pricking your eyes.

“Oh bunny, is that what this is about?” He rasps, worried and kissing over your cheeks where tears begin to spill.

You nod and tremble in his grip.

“The only reason I haven’t fucked you on every surface in our house, haven’t licked every inch of your body, is because you’ve been tired, baby.” His thumb brushes over your lip and he kisses you again, softly.

“I’ve seen how much work you’ve been doing with Hana n’ all. And you’ve been so upset with yourself cause of the peeing situation I thought’cha weren’t ready, angel.” He explains.

Relief washes over your features and you sigh, weight lifted from your chest. You grab him by the jaw and kiss him as hard as you can. He deepens it, and only breaks when Hana begins to make noise.

“Is that- is that really why ?” You murmur, eyes wide and full of hope.

Katsuki nods, crimson eyes boring into your own. His arm bounces your daughter over and over, keeping her snoozing against the fat near his pec.

You spend some time watching the anime, drinking water and lightly snacking. Mundane things, domestic things. Everything that makes life worth it.

He gets up, walking through the house and into the nursery and places her in the crib for her nap time. When he gets back, Katsuki all but slings you into his lap.

You don’t have sex, but the shoujo anime is drowned out in the back regardless. He takes his time with you, exploring new ridges and curves of your body.

Momentarily, you worry about the pad pressing against him. Just how embarrassing it is, at least to you. But that goes away when he kisses up your throat and groans out a praise.

“You’re the sexiest thing on this planet.” He declares, nipping at your jaw, fingers digging into the plush of fat above your hip.

“So glad I made you a momma..” He murmurs, kissing your mouth. And you look to find him staring at you with love struck eyes, looking over your entire body.

He looks between you and let’s put a breathy sigh watching your hips rock into his. Satisfied, he tries to take it a little bit further.

And you forgot about all the water you had. You forgot about the fact that you’ll pee on yourself a little too easily.

So he jostles you, pulling you down so he can get a little more friction. And when he tries to adjust himself by scooching up more, your thin pad gets soaked through.

You screech, embarrassed that you just wet yourself while making out with your husband. It reminds you all too well of every little awkward thing you’ve ever done.

And he doesn’t care, he just ignores it, for a moment. Grabs you by the back of the head and kisses you nice and deep, squeezing your ass. He pats then, telling you to go ahead and change.

When you come back, you don’t notice that he’s changed his sweats to the most similar he could find. You don’t need to know that it got on his pants.

[fertilytyisbeautiful]

Pictures of women giving birth and also contracting and post birth bellies

[oksurethisismyname]

Trans!masc Sanji who spent years dreaming about having a baby, despite the body dysmorphia he knew he would risk.

Sanji who spent his whole life dreaming of starting a family, planning to be a better father than his shitty sperm donor and to also be a bit more gentle than Zeff. Sanji who knows his calling (after being a chef and finding the all blue) is to give love unconditionally. He gives love to so many, people constantly say he’s going to make a great father and he believes it.

Sanji who has the most difficult pregnancy. Everything hurts, standing for so long in the kitchen sucks, his ankles are sore, he’s not allowed to spar anymore, he’s not able to wear a binder anymore, but he knows, he just knows that he was born to be a parent, that one of the best things he could do in his life is to raise a child with his marimo (IM A ZOSAN FAN I CANT HELP IT)

Sanji who finally FINALLY goes into labor and has the baby, everything goes as smooth as it can… so why doesn’t this baby feel like HIS baby? Why does it feel like he’s babysitting someone else’s kid? Wasn’t he supposed to feel some instant bond, some overwhelming love? He can’t sleep more than 2 hours at a time without waking up in a cold sweat and rushing to check the baby is alive, only to desperately wish he could just go back in time and not have to do this anymore.

Nami and Robin who get together and make padcicles for Sanji post partum and hold the baby so he can just make himself a cup of tea and breath.

Brooke who plays soothing lullabies for the baby and does his best to drown out the cries so Sanji doesn’t wake up from a nap.

Franky and Usopp who create a bassinet that gently rocks the baby to sleep if it detects motion or crying

Jimbei who is so big and squishy and does contact naps with the baby so Zoro and Sanji can have a nap just the two of them

Luffy who is a human weighted blanket, grabbing Sanji and forcing him to listen to affirmations of how he IS a good dad, he loves his baby even if his brain is being dumb, no baby is as lucky as his baby is and no baby has a better set of dads

Zoro who holds his partner while he cries, reassuring him that it’s ok to feel this way, that this isn’t some Vinsmoke thing, it’s a “you just had a baby and your body and brain are totally different now”

Sanji who suffers from severe post partum depression and anxiety but has an entire crew to uplift and support him as he heals

Sanji who wakes up one morning, turning to Zoro and says “I think I finally feel like myself again”

[kerryweaverlesbian]

GROWN-UP-TALK

Sam and Mary poem Sam and Mary poem Sam and Mary poem.

[talesfromawannabewriter]

The Hollow Beast

@things-arent-what-they-seem66, here's that post-partum Adam au we talked about! Hope your prepared for some pretty heavy angst.

(This is just a warning for anyone who has suffered post-partum there can be a few scenes in this where it could be triggering for some readers so if that's not for you then you should probably steer clear of this, other than that enjoy readers)

An ear-piercing scream jolted Adam awakes. As it had been for the past month and a half. He groaned before turning to shake his husband awake.

Adam: Luci, Luci please get up for once.

All he received was a snore from the left side of the bed. Adam sighed heavily as he pinched his nose in frustration. He wanted to simply ignore the screaming creature in the cradle by the foot of the bed but and go back to sleep but knew it would be in vain. So slowly but surely, he made his way out of the bed and walked over to the cradle that held the little screaming beast he called son. Damien, their recent child had not only been the most difficult of their children as an infant but had also been a nightmare of a pregnancy.

Adam was constantly sick all the way to the end, his back hurt all the time, and he was even put on bed rest during the sixth month of pregnancy. The birth itself was horrible to say the least. Their son was a twenty-seven-hour labor where eventually Belphegor had to perform a C-section. But it was all worth it when their son was safely delivered into their arms, with only a few minor health issues.

Or at least that's Adam kept telling himself.

Lately he has been feeling the strain with not only one baby who was endlessly crying whether that be day or night but two. His second oldest daughter Eden was two years old, that meant she was at that stage of the terrible two's. Let him tell you was not an easy stage. Her tantrums were incessant, and she constantly wanted to be near her mama, while he was dealing with Damien. His other toddler Mallum, who was four, wasn't so bad besides him constantly running around bothering anyone who would look in his direction to play with him.

Especially his father, Lucifer who stated that he was all so busy nowadays performing his kingly duties. Apparently so much so that he couldn't perform a single act of his fatherly duties or even his marital duties. But that was neither here nor there, Adam simply focused his attention on his baby who after a whole damn hour he managed to somehow get him to sleep. Gently as he could he placed his son back down and quietly crept back into bed. He rests his eyes for a single moment before he felt Lucifer rustle against him and felt him laying on top of him. He opened his eyes and groaned internally when he saw a very familiar look inside those yellow, red orbs

Lucifer: Hey, you awake Beautiful?

[serpentface]

Don't get too attached

[gnosisandtheosis]

Today is Mother's Day in the US, Canada, Australia, Aotearoa, and many other countries. Currently there is an estimated 50,000 thousand pregnant women trapped in Rafah, Palestine without access to perinatal care. Over 180 a day are giving birth. Today we have an opportunity to help some of them. Operation Olive Branch has been collating vetted and confirmed GoFundMe campaigns for people trying to escape the 7 month long assault on Gaza. Part of their spreadsheet is dedicated to families dealing with perinatal to postpartum needs. There are 154 families that fall under this category. This Mother's Day I'm asking you all to have a look down the list on the link below, read the descriptions of their circumstances, and pick a GoFundMe to donate to. I know times are tough but even $5 can help a family reach their goal. If you can't afford to donate, please consider spreading the word.

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[fuckyeahcourtneylove]

'the reality of post partum life to the point where Love transcends her fame to become the everywoman.'

courtney 5 weeks + 5 days after giving birth.