#tw motherhood

[novasintheroom]

A nighttime snuggle

♡ Pairing - Dad!Vash x Reader

♡ Word count - 0.8k

♡ Warnings - none

♡ Description: You find your husband spending time with your newborn son.

Heavily inspired by this piece of art!

Waking in the dark isn’t anything new to you. An aching body isn’t either. What is new, though, is the blank spot next to you in bed.

Your hand reaches out and feels the diminishing warmth from Vash’s bed side. He left a little bit ago, then. You’re tempted to fall back asleep, only…your eyes adjust to the dark, and you see the lamplight on through the bedroom doorway, down the hall.

Bleary, you look at the watch at your bedside table, using moonlight through the window to see. Three-o-two A.M. You sigh, sitting up. You’re still tired, but love and duty calls, even if Cooper isn’t crying right now.

Carefully, you get out of bed, minding the creaking floorboards beneath the rug and down the hallway. Your nightgown brushes your ankles. As you get closer to the pillar of light coming from the other room, you slow and listen.

“Cooper…little Coop…” A pause. “My Cooper-boy…”

You peak in.

Vash is turned from you, but you see your son laying on his shoulder. His little face is slack with sleep. Your husband sways back and forth slowly, rubbing a hand up and down the baby’s back. A small hiccup escapes your son.

“Oh yeah?” Vash murmurs, gently patting Cooper’s back. A big burp escapes next, followed by a newborn grunt. “Oh wow. Holdin’ that one in, huh?”

You bite your lip to keep your giggle in. Part of you wants to go in, but another part tells you that this is Vash-and-Cooper time. You watch from the sidelines.

Vash readjusts the blanket Cooper’s swaddled in. Holds him closer, nuzzles the babe’s cheek with his nose. “Love you,” he says quietly, pressing a gentle kiss to soft cheek, “Love you Coop. Yeah. You’re my boy, huh?”

The look on Vash’s face, even from the side, is one of pure peace and tired bliss. Ever since Cooper’s birth two weeks ago, Vash has been nothing but a doting husband and father. His eyes close slowly, pressing his nose into Cooper’s hair and inhaling. He’s mentioned several times now how he loves the “new baby” smell he has.

Cooper lets out another low grunt, tiny fist escaping the blanket to rest on Vash’s shoulder. Vash reaches up with a hand and holds Cooper’s hand with two fingers, wiggling it. “You’re a bubba, a bubba-boy,” Vash sings a little tune, swaying his hips as he walks around the room, “A bubba-boy, a bubs.” Cooper lets out a little coo. Vash presses another kiss to his cheek. “My bubs.”

It’s then he turns and sees you in the shadows. Vash jumps, holding Cooper closer for a moment, before relaxing and sighing. Knowing you’re caught, you come into the lamp light and smile. “I didn’t hear him this time,” you greet.

Vash smiles and bounces the baby a little. “He wasn’t crying. I just…” he shrugs, “Just wanted to hold him.”

Your heart swells. “Hm.” You come forward and gently scratch the back of your son’s head. He has a full head of hair, just like his dad. “Did you sleep at all?”

Vash shakes his head. “Nah. I kept feeling like I was gonna jump out of bed at every little noise. Just wanted to check on him.” Such is the life of a new parent. Everything makes you on-edge and tired at the same time. He eyes you. “What about you? Did you sleep?”

You pause a moment. “I had some weird dreams, so yes.”

He lays a cheek on Cooper’s head. “What were they about?”

You shake your head. “I’ll tell you later. This is your time with him.”

Vash looks a bit guilty. “It’s okay if you want to see him too, you know.”

“I know. But it’s good to have one-on-one time with him too.” You yawn. “Besides, I know he needs a bottle soon. I’ll go make it.”

“No, mayfly, you go back to bed – “

“I’m already up, hon. You snuggle him, I’ll go get him a bottle.” You lean forward and press a kiss to the corner of Vash’s mouth, then to Cooper’s head. Vash gives in easily – much more easily than he would have five years ago – and goes to sit in the armchair in the corner of the room.

As you leave the room, you smile, hearing Vash start up his little tune again. “You’re my bubs, my bubba-boy, my Cooper-boy, my Cooper-bubs~” That nickname is going to stick for a lifetime, you can already tell.

[treatbuckywkisses]

How has motherhood been for you? and what's your favorite thing about your little one? (if it's ok to ask) 🩷

omg yes 😭

Omg the first probably month or 2?? Were So Hard. All the hormones doing everything all at once was so difficult to manage:( literally when it would get dark outside I'd bawl for like half an hour every single day and have no idea why lol but luckily for me my bf was so sosooo great and supportive:( he was always helping make sure I was still taking care of myself and I am so thankful🥺 it's much better now and has been so fun!! I have a mini me🥹🥹 babe is so smart and so funny and literally getting bigger every single day:( the most precious ever and it still doesn't seem real to me that I'm a mom lol but I love it so much:( I can't possibly think of a single thing that's my favorite but he picks up on stuff so fast?? & he looks like me so that's a plus lol

[hauntedhowlett]

girl dinner this and girl dinner that but no one mentions mom dinner where you end up eating five cold dinosaur nuggets with their heads bitten off, half a banana, and apple skins

[jechristine]

Your baby is so sweet. 😍 I’m glad I got to glimpse him before you take it down. As a woman in her late 20s/early 30s, do you have any advice for those of us who are on the fence about children and motherhood? When I think about having and supporting a child, I just don’t know how to wrap my head around it. My partner and I both work and make enough to get by, but we don’t have generational wealth and don’t live close to family. We’d be amazing parents but there’s so many obstacles. We both deal with chronic but manageable health issues. How would we afford childcare and healthcare and student loan debt and safe housing (we rent, probably forever with the housing market like it is)? Or when considering having kids, do you just hope for the best and not think about all of the scary things?

You and I are a lot alike. My husband and I doing pretty well and are happy in our jobs, but we both went to school for a long time (some would say too long!) and we didn’t get any money from our parents to buy property so we, too, rent and we have seemingly interminable student loans. And our parents live far away, but they will come visit if, say, my husband is going to be away for a week on a work trip. To be honest, we would have more kids if we felt that we could afford more daycare and aftercare and college savings, etc.

Yes, we basically just hoped/are hoping for the best lol. We had my daughter before I was employed, when I was still finishing my degree. And it was really rough for a while, financially! Still we can’t afford everything that my daughter wants (like, ballet OR gymnastics? Favorite restaurant on Friday but not on Tuesday, too, etc.) We’d probably travel more or live in a bigger house or fancier neighborhood if we had more money and fewer expenses, too. So there are compromises.

One thing I’ll say about kids is that before they show up, they can feel like strangers who are coming to ruin your life. You don’t know them, let alone love them, and so it’s not really rational to invite this massive responsibility and financial burden into your life. BUT when they arrive, and IME increasingly over the first year, they become the most lovable, magical little people, and also IME there’s no love like the love for a child. Speaking for myself, I never truly imagined what that love would feel like before it was there. It’s life altering. I would give up every other experience I’ve ever had to keep motherhood.

Back down to earth, I’d say look into state and local benefits around childcare and food. We have so far to go as a country (I’m assuming you’re American), but depending where you live and your income, there may be supports that you haven’t considered.

And last thing—I’m speaking for my experience only, and part of that is that I have a wonderful partner who gladly does 50% or more of domestic labor and at-home childcare. I’m not saying it can’t be done otherwise. One of my very good friends on her own adopted a child 6 years ago and is making it work. But that’s another thing to consider.

[only-when-i-write]

16.2.25 | The. Sun. Is. Shining!

»The sun hadnt been seen in over a week and now drenched in radiant splendor, as if apologizing for its long absence.«

~ House of Salt and Sorrows, Erin A. Craig

Okay that would be overstating it (the radiance, and understating the length of her absence as it is) but she‘s shining since early morning and theres an almost spotless blue sky to go w/ it. • I live off cake and quiche today as one of my favorite Cafés had a too-good-to-go discount offer and I got lucky. Woop. • [change of topic-whiplash incoming] • There isnt a day that goes by where I am not confronted w/ „motherhood“, „children“, „pregnancy“, „childbirth“ or the like in fiction/film and thats seriously bad timing bc I am mentally only about an armlength above rock bottom and this stuff is killing me. Not a fan, really.

[asoftepiloguemylove]

I WILL DIE YOUR DAUGHTER // ON MOTHERHOOD

Carlene Bauer Girls They Write Songs About // Lidia Yuknavitch The Chronology of Water // Yellowjackets (2021-) cr. Ashley Lyle & Bart Nickerson // Warshan Shire How to Wear your Mothers Lipstick // Hole I Think That I Would Die // Yellowjackets (2021-) cr. Ashley Lyle & Bart Nickerson // Mara Avoth The Ghost is Dead, Long Live the Ghost // Höstsonaten (Autumn Sonata) (1978) dir. Ingmar Bergman // Adrienne Rich Planetarium // Yellowjackets (2021-) cr. Ashley Lyle & Bart Nickerson // Milan Kundera The Unbearable Lightness of Being // Chen Chen Popular Street // Yellowjackets (2021-) cr. Ashley Lyle & Bart Nickerson // @honeytuesday

[bebs-art-gallery]

Dead Mother (c. 1910)

— by Egon Schiele

[elusive---ivory]

Yandere!Husband x Mother!Reader

I figured since it is Mother's Day (where I am anyways). I would make another piece about your Yandere husband and your life with him <3. TW: afab, pregnancy mention, nsfw mentions, children, possessive behavior, manipulation.

From the moment he laid his eyes on you, he knew he had to have you. You were everything he could think about. Your eyes, hair, and smile captivated him so much. He was practically dying to be in your arms.

There was one thing in his way, though. It was that you only saw him as a mere friend. Nothing more, nothing less. He had gone through the same experience time and time again. He determined to make you see that he was the one for you.

Whether it be tiny little white lies that shake your self-esteem so that you only come to him for guidance. Or he might sabotage your relationships with your friends to show you that he's the only one you can trust. He would go as far as to create doubt that your current partner could be cheating on you, so that you would dump that partner, just to favor him.

How he would stalk your social media page for hours, searching keywords to get the best photos of you. When you finally let your barriers down, you asked him on a date. At first, he didn't know how to react. He maintained a very cool and calculated persona but bursts into an excited squeal whenever he's around you. He's so grateful to be in your presence. He's like a lovesick puppy!

He would definitely show up with flowers every day because he absolutely adores you. He dresses to impress so you also wonder how many tuxes he owns because he wears so many. He enjoys it when he kisses you. he can't help but stare in your eyes, completely in love.

He had prepared to propose to you the moment he meet you. He wanted you to become his completely. He was patient and he was kind, but only for so long. When you took it upon yourself to ask for his hand in marriage, he was over the moon. He was finally going to get the happy ending he so desperately longed for. He had a ring your size and was already planning wedding preparations.

The day he got married to you would be the best moment of his life. He adores you in your wedding gown and tears up at the sight of you walking down the aisle. He's so happy to share this day with you. You're his only one.

When your children were born, your husband couldn't be more joyous. You had twins, which was double the diapers and tasks. But, he was more than happy to help out with them as toddlers or infants. He loves his children because they are a reflection of his endless love for you. Because you are apart of their creation, he can see your eyes in the twins.

He will die, kill, or even throw a bomb for his beautiful family, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

[specialgradefckr]

Hiiii, I’m liking the stalking idea and satoru gaslighting the reader into sleeping with him out of pity and yearning then ending up pregnant. Suguru would find out and manipulate then gaslight reader into coming back because he still wants to be with satoru, but satoru has reader and the baby now so it’s like a package deal kind of thing. But on the low they’re both giggling cause now she’s stuck with them cause of the baby. Idk if this makes sense, but I tried 😭😭😭

no no it makes sense ,i get u,,, this is in reference to ANOTHER ask i answered a while ago: https://www.tumblr.com/specialgradefckr/769289621280636928/im-curious-about-your-last-fic-if-reader-asked?source=share

you have the vibes though. they are giggling. baby trapping is absolutely on the table, these freaks do not think for one single second "gosh maybe we shouldn't bring a child into this" dksjhglhdfg they're so awful.

in the first place, they'd do everything in their power to prevent you from leaving to begin with. sabotaging your move-out plans, guilting you into staying longer, hell, even trying to convince you to come on a "vacation" to one of satoru's secluded villas and then "run out of gas" so you're "stuck" there,,, that's all more likely than you just moving out.

i do think that if satoru comes to manipulate you, it's actually a concerted effort on the part of him and suguru. they are a team and they are playing this together.

but baby trapping is definitely on the table. suguru would even tell satoru to do it, and tell him when to approach you because he knows exactly what point of your cycle you are on <3

he gives satoru tips on how to win your pity and affection (although they're like. 40% wasted on satoru bc of his personality) but it's definitely going to be enough. especially if satoru looks beaten up enough.

it's not like suguru has to get you back in order to get satoru back. getting you back for both of them was the plan from the beginning.

if anything, suguru would plan for satoru to go "missing" and leave you alone during your vulnerable time, pregnant and stressed out, only for him to step in and demonstrate what a doting and caring partner and potential parent he would be.

by the time satoru is back in the picture (and he is an impatient little shit), suguru has absolutely convinced you that you need him if you're going to parent successfully. satoru isn't going to be there on his own. but satoru's the father, so you can't just push him out, either...

how conveniently this all lines up into you three being together. they're still not satisfied, though, not convinced you've truly fallen for them the way they've fallen for you, so you are unfortunately destined for more yandere antics in the future, but hey! two husbands :)

[bitchesgetriches]

To be clear... this didn't all happen ON the girls' trip...

[kitkinnie]

something about weird little girls and weird old women and raising kids and changelings

[aliengirl]

DID U BRING THE CAT TO THE STAY OVER JSUT FOR HIM TO DIE AT MY HOUSE?? why so cruel the sims 4 😭

shadow 🥺

[baenakinskywalker]

just some jurdan pregnancy thoughts:

jude makes vivi bring her a pregnancy test from the human world. then she has to explain what it means when she shows cardan, who thinks the piece of plastic with two lines is just trash, or maybe a writing utensil with a strange cap.

cardan cries when he realizes that they’re having a baby, even though he tries (and fails) to hide it.

[samanthamulder]

TVARCHIVE'S TV APPRECIATION WEEK 2023 | DAY 7: the show you wish everyone would watch

EVIL (2019- ) — The church has a backlog of about 500,000 requests for exorcisms and miracle appraisals. And [we] are hired by the church to investigate unexplained phenomenon and to recommend whether there should be an exorcism or further research. -I didn't know that was a job. -It is.

[feral-ballad]

I was a sick child in so many ways, always bent with allergies, forever frozen, bloated, out of my body. Because there was no refuge anywhere, I believed that I had to adapt to my shitty life, so every year I tried to accept it, accept the turmoil, the suicidal ideation my mother’s presence left me in. The way her groping fingers left my body forever in a state of distress. I didn’t know peace or reprieve. I only felt an anger I couldn’t express, and the more I wanted to, the more I grew fearful of doing so, inevitably shutting down.

Fariha Róisín, from Who Is Wellness For?: An Examination of Wellness Culture and Who It Leaves Behind

[alethianightsong]

BELOVED: A ghost story

To this day, I still have no idea what Beloved truly is (even though that's the whole point of her character). Most people write her off as just the ghost of Sethe's daughter, but in actuality, it's way, way more complicated than that. Morrison said once that Beloved represented every beloved person lost during the middle passage or due to the violence of slavery. This shows very well in Beloved's characterization. Yes, her core person is Sethe's daughter but there's also a lot of vindictiveness in her being. At first, she's mentally just a little girl wanting the warmth of her mother but then she turns mean and cruel, upset at being mercy-killed. Beloved's obsession with sugar kinda baffled me, but I guess many of the spirits within her used to work sugar plantations in the West Indies and since they weren't allowed to partake in the crop they grew, they're demanding it now through Beloved.

For the sake of discussion, let's settle on Beloved being the manifestation of every person forced to endure the trauma of slavery. Beloved craves. They crave the life denied them and crave some kind of compensation. They're angry, upset, restless, vengeful. Ghosts are theorized to be imprints left by the living and Beloved is all the imprints of African slaves rolled into one. She demands love from Sethe, sex from Paul D, companionship from Denver. In the end, she becomes a void sucking away at Sethe, a reminder that the past is easy to get trapped in and haunted by.

My personal theory on Beloved is that when Paul D drove her spirit out the house, she went to the afterlife and came back with the thoughts and memories of the other black people she interacted with down there. This is why her personality shifts dramatically as the book progresses. She's a revenant, poltergeist, wraith, dybbuk. She doesn't haunt the white people who perpetuated slavery, but those affected by it on a personal level. She is the past & trauma incarnate.