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ibrithir-was-here · 5 months
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I meant to try and work out the next beat of “Blood of My Blood”…but instead I went backwards in time and ended up quick doodling this, based of the convos in this post
Also TW/CW for Childbirth (not graphic but yeah, there)
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rouecentric · 1 year
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Hello! Are requests open? Can you do more lant agriche x reader pls 😭😭😭
COLD HANDS AND A HARDENED GLARE.
synopsis ; the cruel head of the black agrece, a menacing man, truly, but he was nothing more than a loving grandfather to his grandchild.
tw/cw ; lant agrece in general, childbirth, death.
letter from the stars ; i made these into a half headcannons- half oneshot and made it platonic since you didn't specify what kind of relationship you wanted lant to have with reader, so i hope you don't mind it!!
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LANT AGRECE, a man who's said to not care about anything but himself, a man who's the head of the black agrece, a monster in many people's eyes, but to you? he was just a peculiar and strange grandfather.
the duke thought he wouldn't care about his family, simply using them to his benefits and wants, until his eldest son, dion, had a child with his now-dead wife, with the child thankfully ending up healthy.
but, just for the sake of it and to keep his son in check, he had come unannounced to his grandchild's nursery to see what all the fuss is about when it came to the newborn, as he heard that the newborn was oddly calm, rarely crying or making noise, instead just either staying quiet or sleeping. once he had arrived at the nursery, he ushered the maids and nanny out, wanting to be alone with the child for until he left.
after his meeting with the newborn, it's been said and known that the head of the black agrece would then on often visit his grandchild, usually having a gift for them.
that revelation somewhat shook the other agrece members, but mostly dion, jeremy, and roxana. what did the newborn do to make the head like them so much? they'll unfortunately never get to find out, though.
once the new addition of the family turned old enough, they'd soon enough constantly find themselves stay beside their grandfather's side during meetings, going as far as to join the banquets he went to with their father, aunt, and uncle.
everywhere the head of the black agrece went you would too, it was almost if he gained a shadow that mimicked everything he did. it was almost terrifying to think that the young child could resemble the head that much, even though only in behavior.
it's not unknown that he favored you more than his children, teaching you everything he knew from a young age, as a way for you to both bond and to raise you as a possibly fitting future head if dion ever dies prematurely.
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propertyofkylar · 5 months
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Ooo Whitney seeing PC after she gives birth at the hospital. He sees them holding their baby and he just realizes he actually loves pc and would do anything for them.
i have been holding onto this. waiting . but now is the right Time. here we go
male whitney and f pc :3 cw for pregnancy, childbirth, mentions canon-compliant awfulness
"She said she's ready to see you now."
Whitney nodded as he stood up from his seat in the waiting room. He'd actually only just sat down - seemingly unending waves of anxiety had him pacing the room in circles.
You hadn't wanted him in the room when you gave birth - you said it would be too gross, that you didn't want him to see you like that. He thought he'd seen you in some pretty nasty situations, but he was smart enough to know better than to argue with you on something like this.
He felt his hands shaking slightly as he walked with the nurse to your room and cursed at himself internally for being so weak. Whitney felt stupid. He'd just been fucking around with his favorite slut but then you got pregnant, and he was the father, and everything suddenly seemed all too real. Half of him still wanted to run in the opposite direction and never look back. But instead, he pushed open the door to see you.
"Hey," you said weakly upon seeing him. "I survived."
"That's not funny," Whitney said immediately, walking over to your bedside. He'd carried a small fear within him that childbirth would go horribly wrong, and while he wouldn't admit it, he couldn't bare the thought of losing you.
Then, he looked in your arms, where you were holding the baby. Your baby. You guys were parents now.
An odd sensation wracked Whitney's body, and he was glad that there was a chair nearby, because he quickly sat down and stared at the infant. He found himself speechless. "That's...we..."
"I can't believe I pushed that thing out of my vagina," you moaned and he noticed that you looked more tired than he'd ever seen before. "Why'd you have to have such a big head, anyway?"
Whitney ignored your teasing and reached a hand out to stroke the baby's cheek. It was soft. And though the baby was wrinkly and honestly kind of ugly, the sight of you all exhausted carrying the bundle was somehow the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
It was love, Whitney realized. That's what he was feeling. He had heard about it before but now he knew it was true after seeing his child. He felt the need to protect them and keep them safe, just how he felt with you.
"Wow," he breathed, and heard you giggle. "Oh, shut up, slut."
"I just gave birth to your child, and I'm still a slut?" You smiled at him and reached out your arms. "Do you want to..."
He nodded and took the bundle from your arms. When he looked down into his baby's face and saw his nose paired with your eyes, he suddenly had the feeling that life would never be the same again.
It was that moment Whitney vowed he would do anything to get a good father and to make sure that you and the baby never had to struggle again. He would do anything for the two of you.
And whatever it took, he would keep you two safe.
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frogs-with-tea · 3 months
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[CW: Labor/Childbirth]
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[Fetish/Kink Blogs DNI]
My hand slipped and I accidentally spent two days drawing zosan labor sketches. I have some reservations about posting these, since mpreg is already out there (for some), and a lot of people think labor is gross. But I've always been oddly fascinated by it, how ALL life comes from pain and work. I also think it's peak hurt/comfort, and I really loved drawing Sanji encouraging Zoro and trying to kiss away his pain.
Zoro is my favorite because he's a character who revolves around strength, and his anxiety of being strong enough. So this strong character, the strongest on the crew second only to Luffy, is made vulnerable by childbirth? That's poetry to me bby
I don't want to pigeonhole myself into coming across as only a mpreg blog, I do want to start drawing other stuff soon, but I need to bloodlet years of pent up mpreg ideas (that sounds a little silly when I say it out loud). I'm also working on a fan fic rn to help with that, but if anyone has one piece suggestions of normal things I should draw, feel free to send them my way.
Also if this post gets reblogged by any fetish blogs it's immediately getting privated. I really don't want my art, especially with subject matter like this, on fetish blogs so :/
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lazyneonrabbitt · 3 months
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Daryl took you to his cabin.
You drove in a truck, his bike not fitting you both with your big, almost due belly.
You had hoped to build up the guts to tell him how terrified you had been ever since the test came back positive but you never dared, not wanting to hurt his feelings and make him believe he did something you didn't want.
You slept a lot, seeing there wasn't much to do in the cabin and at least sleep distracted you for enough.
Until evening fell and the contractions woke you up. The cabin was casted in a blue light, the low moon shone through the windows as Daryl came up to you fro m outside and helped you sit up. He made sure you ate something, got some fluids in you because he knew why you woke up. It's why he brought you here in the first place.
You both hadn't shared everything.
Where you hid your biggest fears from him, he had hidden something he should have told you before even thinking of sharing a bed with you.
Aa your contractions got worse you were picked up and taken out to the porch where the moon cast its glow over a pile of pillows, fabrics and furs. He placed you on it and lofted the skirt of your dress over your belly and kissed the taut skin. "Ya gotta try and relax." You heard him say the words, but his eyes mirrored your fear.
He sat in between your spread legs, eyes closed and breathing deep and steady untill his shoulder twitched and he winced.
Right in front of you he scooted back up and growled, hunched over. You stared as his body changed and the child in your belly picked up its movement. With hands clamped around yourself you watched your partner turn into a beast that now stared down at you. Its large frame hovering over you as you doubled over in pain, trying yo clamp your legs shut but failing as he spread tour thighs and bent his head low to lap at your belly. He let out a soft purring noise as he stared down at you, hoping you could see the sorry in his eyes.
He could sense your struggle and bent back down again, large claws staying in place on your thighs as his tongue lapped lower until he reached your stretching lips, cleaning the blood off and licking at your clit to alleviate some pain and fuxk why did that feel good. The pleasure of him going down on you pulled away from the burn as your child crowned, keeping it up until your last push and you could feel it slip all the way out.
But the movement inside wasn't over yet and you looked up at him with tear in your eyes.
He only nodded.
The next one hurt less and didn't take as long, only a couple of pushes and it was out too but your skin has started to burn. Daryl's muzzle came to rub soothing circles at it as it changed. Along with feeling the next child move down you watched as spots on your skin discolored and protruded, looking like you were suddenly growing more nipples but Daryl didn't seem concerned. He only kept up the rubbing with a wide smile on his maw
You pushed your thoughts aside and focused on getting hopefully the last of Daryl's kids out of you with the strength you had left.
Before the morning had a chance to show you laid against Daryl's strong frame, staring at the three little wolflike babies that lie nursing at your belly.
It suddenly made sense why Daryl took you away from the community
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tangledinink · 4 months
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Would you ever make a non-graphic comic on Donnie laying the eggs?
I mean, I'm not opposed to exploring such concepts, generally speaking, (as I've repeatedly showcased lol), I just don't really know what a comic like that would really entail. I don't have a good story in my mind atm about this, so I don't have any plans r/n. 🤷🏻‍♂️ If y'all have specific questions about his experience and such, then maybe I'd get an idea for something, but right now I have no plans for it.
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aliengirl · 4 months
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Blue gave birth to a healthy baby boy <3
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chrollohearttags · 9 months
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I was out at dinner with my parents the other night for my birthday (it was a hibachi grill) so we got seated by this couple who was talking about their kids moving out and then becoming grandparents. They kept asking when I was going to have kids and were my folks ready to become grandparents. It’s getting harder to be nice to people, I swear to God.
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turianmailman · 2 years
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“I’ll only do one panel or two” I said
Helps to have Sleep Paralysis by Bad Suns on
CW in tags
EDIT: FORGOT THIS WAS PART OF Season 2 AU
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izvmimi · 7 months
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which of your faves passes out during labor
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biffybobs · 1 year
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This girl really is amazing 🥲
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frogs-with-tea · 3 months
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I think a lot about Zoro being scared out of his mind about childbirth, and how after is all said and done he considers it one of the worst things he's experienced. Since Zoro is a character who's all about control over the body, strength, and stoicism, childbirth would be hard for him to cope with.
And I think about how he has to open himself up to the love and support around him so he can get to the other side of it
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elmleif · 1 year
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The dozens of baby and labor books that Saoirse read never could have prepared her for how nerve racking and painful her labor would be. Saoirse opted for a home birth as it was very important to her that her first birth be an intimate moment between just her and Cillian with no outside stressors, although she did have a midwife on call to monitor her and the baby. Cillian was a heartbroken mess watching his wife writhing in pain, and he stayed by her side every last second desperately doing anything and everything to make her as comfortable as possible. Thankfully Saoirse’s time in labor didn’t go past the 24 hour mark, and in the early morning hours they welcomed their healthy baby girl into the world.
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landgraabbed · 21 days
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FINALLY. meet florian!!
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shesthespinstersimmer · 6 months
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When it rains… (2)
(CW: childbirth)
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Previous / Next / Beginning
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frodothefair · 3 months
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Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose...
Now that I've done my job-reveal, I wanted to share with you all a few healing-related easter eggs in Flowers of Mordor that are based on true events. Whether you live in the Shire or in the modern day, some things about the healthcare field never change! @from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras @konartiste @bumblingbriars @invisiblewashboard
But [Mrs. Bracegirdle] dumped several books on Marigold just the same, courtesy of Dr. Boffin, and ordered her to read them – which Marigold did, painfully and dutifully – and then Mrs. Bracegirdle had proceeded to argue with the books’ contents, so it was all Marigold could do to understand what was going on. It would have been entirely too much to have kept track of spelling by that point, and Mrs. Bracegirdle hardly ever made her write things, except to copy over the labels on the tincture bottles when she was already collapsing from fatigue…
Professors arguing with the books' contents is very real. Medicine is hardly straightforward, and oftentimes, the way things are in the "real world" conflicts with knowledge gleaned from books. Oh, and the last part refers to "scut work," or low-skill but necessary tasks that trainees are often made to do. But in the modern-day, Marigold's dyslexia would not have flown under the radar. Modern-day healthcare involves a lot of documentation.
“And of course we all cried about it, Mr. Frodo, and no one blamed anybody else – that there is the thing,” she went on. “Even old Mrs. Bracegirdle, battleax though she is, sat me down and gave me a speech about how this will happen to every midwife, and how it is better that it happened now than ten years down the line, because the hobbits are a hardy lot, and thank the lucky stars that it doesn’t happen often. We went over and over what we did, and con-cluded that there was nothing for it: all that could’ve been done had been done, and I didn’t blame myself, I really didn’t. I knew I was just the apprentice, doin’ what I was told. I couldn’t have known any better, even if there was aught to know better. And nobody blamed Mrs. Bracegirdle and Dr. Boffin for it either – that there, too, is the thing.”
Reviewing bad outcomes, and whether anything could have been done differently, is an important and painful part of medicine. It's difficult not to blame one's self excessively, but it is also important, if one is to move forward. Mrs. B and Dr. Boffin are actually fairly lucky that no one else blamed them. Obstetricians are one of the fields of medicine most often sued, and while I don't imagine malpractice suits are a concept in the Shire, the family could have tried to blame them.
“Pretend that you are wise, and do as a wise person would,” the imperious midwife had told her. “Pretend that you are self-assured, and do as a self-assured person would. Pretend that you are me – or another quick-witted and strong-minded person – it doesn’t matter who.” So Mrs. Bracegirdle would say every time, with a proud toss of the head, before they gathered up their things and headed off to “battle.”
Medical staff, and especially trainees, often suffer from imposter syndrome, and "fake it till you make it," which is essentially what's described here, is a very common piece of advice.
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