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[stephendorff]

Jake Gyllenhaal as Elwood Dalton in Road House from Total Film's Instagram

#jake gyllenhaal #road house #oh my god tiddies out !!!!! #i can legit pass away happy rn i s2g #mobile post #couldn't wait to be home to post

[reanimatedguts]

idek what to say other than trent crimm brainrot real

#Trent Crimm #Ted Lasso #Ted Lasso fanart #James Lance #sorry i know i asked for prompts and all i did was this #i never finish anything but i did this #also i worked so hard on that fucking background #please clap #I might get around to trying those prompts still we’ll see #dumb shit #shitty art #my art #mobile post

[bamsywrites]

Guilt Part Two

Summary: Tyrion worries. You have a baby.

Ships: future Tyrion x Reader, past Tywin x Reader

Tags: depictions of child birth, babies, probably ooc, fluffy, a lil bit of angst. not my best writing.

Notes: it's been forever, I know, I apologize. This is just a short fluffy piece. Let me know if you'd like to see more from this story or if you'd like to read what reader and Tywins relationship was like (spoiler warning: it's complex as fuck and reader did kinda sorta like him a little bit despite what she says). Like I said in the first one, this story has been in my maladaptive daydreams for forever and I love getting the story down. As always I'm open to criticism as long as it's helpful and constructive.

Part 1

Tyrion paced.

He'd been pacing so long he swore there would be indents of his feet on the stone floor of the halls. Hours have passed, day turned to night and still he paced. The torches had long since burnt out, nothing but the moon and stars coming through windows illuminated the stone now. The night was silent besides the muffled sounds coming from the closed door that Tyrion continued to pace in front of. He desperately tried to hear what was going on behind those doors. But all he heard was muffled chaos.

Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Turn.

He strained his ears once again to hear. Muffled pained moans. The sound of cups and bowls being moved. People were talking, frantic, but he couldn't make out what was being said. Damned those walls, damned his painfully average hearing, damned it all.

Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Turn.

He'd tried to gather information where he could, a few handmaidens had left the room in the hours that he'd been there to fetch water or medicine or... whatever, he wasn't sure because they wouldn't answer his questions. Not so much as a nod or a head shake. Damn those women too, he thought.

Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Turn.

You'd been in labor since early that morning, he'd been woken by the news that your baby was coming, and he'd been outside the door since. It shouldn't take this long? Should it? This was an area of women's anatomy that he has little experience with and it infuriated him. The not knowing, the sounds of your screams, the anxiety, the worry, the guilt.

Step. Step. Step - Stop.

"Agh! Fuck!" Tyrion yelled, throwing his flask full of wine at the wall as hard as he could. He watched it clatter to floor, wine splattering the floor and the wall.

He closed his eyes for a moment and tried to tune the world out, tried to focus on getting himself together and not allowing his thoughts to go too far. His fingers bitter themselves in his hair, his forehead pressed against his knees. Worry and guilt consumed all of him. You were the only person he had here, that babe was his brother. You were smart and kind and strong. You were good and all that came from you was good. Trysta, Nataria - they were good. The world couldn't lose you.

He couldn't lose you. He couldn't lose you. He couldn't lose you. He couldn't lose you. He couldn't lose you.

There was a new sound from behind the closed door. A cry.

A baby cry.

Tyrion wasn't sure how long he'd been sitting there, but his ass was numb as he stood and waited for word of how you were doing. How the baby was doing. Just a word.

A young handmaid emerged from the room, "She's doing well, m'lord. Tired but she's doing well." But her voice sounded almost pitiful, it worried him for a moment until he heard the sound of your tired voice from inside the room.

"Tell him to come in."

You sounded exhausted but he could hear the smile in your voice.

Thank the gods.

Tyrion had never felt such a wave of relief in his life as when he entered the room and saw you with your babe swaddled to your chest. Your face was pale and you were covered with sweat, your hair sticking to your face and skin slick. Your lips looked chapped but they smiled down at the bundle in your arms. His heart jumped at the sight of your smile. Even now, he thought you looked beautiful.

You were the first to speak, "A baby boy. I haven't thought of a name quite yet," you never took your eyes off the baby in your arms. "He is beautiful though, come look at him. He's perfect."

Tyrion approached and his breath hitched in his throat as he saw the baby asleep in your arms.

"A dwarf?"

His voice was quiet as he looked at the sleeping baby. He was shocked. The baby was his brother after all, it would make sense he supposed but he was more shocked at how you were looking at the baby. You had no disgust. No contempt. You had love radiating from your features as you looked at your son.

"I...I am sorry," he apologized- for what he did not know. He felt that's what he's supposed to do.

Your eyes shot up to him and your gaze turned stern.

"No, your self pity is not going to taint my son'" your voice was harsh and firm "There is nothing to be sorry for. He's perfect the way he is, just as are you, and I will not have you think there is something wrong with my son simply because you falsely believe there is something wrong with you," you turned your gaze to the bundle in your arms. "I would burn all of the Seven Kingdoms to the ground for him, just as I would my daughters. Oh, how I wish they could be here to meet him. "

Tyrion stood in awe for a moment. In that moment you were awe inspiring, with your body exhausted and covered in sweat, your eyes telling the story of how your body was spent of all energy but still bright and smiling at at your son. You were gentle, loving with your baby on your chest but the fire in your eyes never died. You managed to put him in his place while making him feel more worthy than he ever had.

"Come," your voice broke him out of his trance, "Hold him." You held the sleeping baby for him to hold.

"I have no where to sit, my lady." He feared that if he touched the babe, if he held him, that Tyrion would taint him or ruin him in some way.

"Nonsense," you moved motioning to the spot on your bed right next you. He must have shown his hesitance on his face because before he could object your voice cut him off.

"I just spent an entire day painfully and excruciatingly pushing this child out of my womb. I do not give a fuck about what is proper or improper."

"Yes, my lady." He couldn't stop the smile that stretched upon his face. He'd never heard you say such things but he suspected you were right.

The blankets rustled as Tyrion sat next to you and made himself comfortable. "Of all the reasons I've found myself in a beautiful woman's bed, I cannot say this has been one of them."

You smiled softly as you sat the sleeping babe in his arms.

"They're always so peaceful right after birth," you say softly. "Its the next day that's the hardest. Tonight he will sleep and I will rest and tomorrow he must come to terms that this world is colder than the one he was used to."

Tyrion looked down at the babe, his brother, and smiled softly. He had already tufts of Lannister hair on his head and he looked so peaceful. His fingers traced the babes face gently. "My father is rather good at making adorable babies I must say."

"I would like to think that it is me making the adorable babes and not Tywin."

"You? I was more so talking about me than the babe."

You laughed out loud, it was exhausted but it still made Tyrions heart skip a beat.

"Speaking of him, you must give this babe a name. You can't just refer to him as the babe or him for ever."

You sighed, your head falling to rest on his shoulder. "I do not think I have it in me to name him today."

Silence filled the room for a few minutes as the three of you sat there. Tyrion fully enjoying the weight of your head on his shoulder and sleeping babe in his lap. It wasn't until he noticed your breathing change that he realized you had fallen asleep. To know you felt safe enough, felt relaxed enough to sleep on him made his heart race.

"I will not let the harshness of this world take you from me." Tyrions voice was quiet and soft, he didn't know if he was speaking to you or your child or to both but he meant everyword.

#tyrion lannister x reader #game of thrones x reader #game of thrones fanfiction #tywin lannister x reader #game of thrones imagine #tywin x reader #mobile post #mine

[dy6nsty]

I love art

#small artist #artists on tumblr #digital art #queer artist #terzomega #terzo my beloved #terzo fanart #ghost terzo #young terzo #papa terzo #terzo #the band ghost #ghost band #mobile art #mobile. #mobile post #shit art #zesty mf #hes so zesty #zesty #babygirl things #dy6nasty #dy6 #trans artist #art #original art #doodle

[ghostsbimbo]

Simon Riley with a significant other whose a daycare/Pre-K teacher or teacher's assistant.

this is fairly short due to being on mobile!!

⚝ Simon would totally take care of them when they get hit with a cold from their job - and whenever it happens within the first few years because god the colds are rough. It would continue until they can finally figure out a routine that works for them, and actually does start wearing masks around this time because, hey, COVID was actually smart with the mask mandate.

⚝ Simon helps them out on nights when they're trying to make lesson plans for their students - if kindergarten students - who have affectionately earned the nickname of their "little wonders".

⚝ The fridge is always covered in art work from their kids. A few kids even drew Simon and asked his significant to send them to him if on deployment or give them to him when he's home. Their office wall is no different.

He immediately apologizes and gives them more candy to calm them down. It totally worked.

⚝ Simon coming in and helping them out on party days. The students? LOVE HIM. he's basically a jungle gym to them. One boy even says he wants to be as big and strong as him - he totally didn't melt at the statement.

He doesn't wear his mask, per their request because they're worried about scaring the kiddos. They do gently remind them to not ask about the scars every once in a while.

⚝ Simon tries to do their teacher voice sometimes when they're getting more rowdy than you and your teacher aide can handle, but it scares them on accident.

⚝ Simon totally can't help but fall in love with his significant other even more while watching them interact with their kiddos, enough to the point that after the day is over and they're on their way home together, he just bluntly states he wants a kid with them.

#.txt #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #cod mwii #call of duty #rat speaks #mwii #mobile post

[ravarui]

// So...guess who is officially 31 now

#mun talks #look it's me! - ooc #//I feel old but also not #//if this makes sense #//its my birthday #//and I successfully evaded the entitled part of my family #//so yay for that #mobile post #tbd

[3ninth]

Always thinking about that mini tantrum Byakuya throws during the final investigation if you try to look at the stuff in the office before talking to him

You r in love, silly!!!!!!

#forgive the quality #took these screenshots off a YouTube video bc I didn't feel like booting up the game #danganronpa #byakuya togami #makoto naegi #naegami #mine #mobile post

[stories-of-the-multiverse]

((Starter for @regulus-regent ))

Goku crept towards the clearing, gripping his staff in one hand.

He realized once he saw the crater he... Didn't really have a plan. Just saw something hurtling from the sky and crash so hard the ground shook.

Goku, deciding to cross that bridge when they got there, instead approached the mouth of it. Once he reached the edge, he got on his hands and knees to peek in.

... Is that a giant ball?

Raditz awoke upon impact, stretching as much as he could within its confines and without encroaching on his podmate.

Here they were. Alone, no Scouters, no one knowing where they were... It was a little nerve wracking for him.

But... If this is what it took to train his tail away from the judgemental opportunistic eyes of the rest of the Force...

Raditz swallowed before looking towards Vegeta.

"I'll check it out sir..." He mumbled.

Raditz reached to push the button to open the hatch before peeking out.

Locking eyes with a kid about... Their age...? Maybe younger...? It was hard to tell.

Raditz felt sweat forming on the back of his neck as he slowly ducked back in.

He missed his Scouter already.

"I think one of the natives found us..." He whispered.

#regulus-regent #Closed Starter #Son Goku #Raditz #Verse: Younger Years #Mobile Post #Hope this is okay-!

[simplepotatofarmer]

it pipped!!!! the egg pipped!!! im playing it twwth right now and it PIPPED!!!!

#AHhhjhhjj #mobile post #loyal talks about stuff and things

[tacitusauxilium]

“If you have a uterus, please tell me of any way that can help relieve cramps and nausea. Because I just want to lay in bed and sleep the pain away.”

#open RP #(I am hating periods so much more now #I feel worse after a kid #note to self: get my ass to an ob/gyn #in other news: having Fuuka begging for help to relieve the paaaaaaain) #mobile post

[thesilent-o]

"Sir, could you--" Moxxie started to address him from the open doorway to his office. However, Blitzo cut him off before he could finish the thought.

"Sorry Mox, I don't have time to deal with whatever bullshit you have going on. I have more important things to do today." He said abruptly and stood from behind his desk.

He was quick to move past the smaller imp, who stood staring at him a little bewildered. Most days whenever Blitzo stated he had more important things going on, they weren't at all important. It was more of an excuse for him to just shove away whatever issue was going on at the office that he didn't care to handle himself. Especially whenever it came down to Moxxie asking him for something. This time though, it was more than just a lame excuse. Which was why his employee was confused when Blitzo actually brushed past him and out of the office. Generally, he would just shove Moxxie out before slamming the door shut in his face. This time, Blitzo was hurrying for the door that led into their office.

"Mox, I'm leaving you in charge of any new clients that come through. Just make sure you do a better job than last time, okay? I am actually trying to stay in business here. And try not to fuck up my office while I'm gone." And slam.

He was out the door with his last set of orders, not bothering to waste any time in answering any questions that likely would have been thrown his way. Blitzo was trying to play it cool, but truthfully he wasn't sure how long he would have been able to contain himself if he had waited around much longer. The request has come to meet and try to catch up. Smooth things over so to speak from a friendship he had thought for sure he had long since lost years ago. It was one fragment of the life that Blitzo knew and loved, just one, but it was better than nothing. With his father out of the picture and his sister estranged, Fizzarolli was all that was left of the life he had before he had become a skilled assassin. Before his heart had been broken in so many ways that it felt impossible to patch up. And if he could have a chance to reunite with that one fragment of his past, he was going to take it.

But he was anxious as he left IMP. His phone clutched tightly in one hand. Theyd reached an understanding the last time Blitzo had seen Fizz , but hadn't talked much outside that. Their lives had taken two totally different turns since the accident. And while some of their lives was very public. There were other things, smaller parts that neither of them knew about each other. It would take more than an understanding to heal fifteen years of misplaced feelings, avoidance and abandonment. This would be a start though, a step in the right direction. Blitzo had yet to tell his employees about this. Because it would mean discussing pieces of his past that he wasn't comfortable with. The bits that still made him emotional. That was best saved for now for those who had been part of it. Like Fizz. So, for now the meeting he had set up with him had been made without the others knowing about it. Not even Loona.

Blitzo had selected a low profile bar, figuring it would be the best place to talk without disturbance. Fizzarolli was famous after all and Blitzo had made a name for himself among sinners more or less for the job he did. Another less flattering title he'd earned recently was that of a homewrecker. And he wasn't feeling like being heckled by some uptight demon that might look down at him anyway just for being an imp. It was worse to be labeled the object that had led to the dissolution of the Princes' marriage. That was a whole other mess of problems he didn't want to think about. Which was why he had chose a bar to begin with. If he was about to talk about some of the deeper things he harbored, he was going to need a few drinks to get through it. There were reasons why he tried to bury all of things after all. And it was because he never thought he'd have a real chance at making amends.

Once seated, he checked his phone again anxiously while his other hand resided around the last drink he had ordered. Already on his second. Red eyes moved towards the door, wondering if he had maybe gotten his hopes up for nothing. Would Fizz really show up to a place like this?.

Plotted starter for @fizziifrxg

#helluva boss rp #thesilent o: main verse #fizziifrxg #mobile post

[reanimatedguts]

random guy, about me as he passed by me: HER SHIRT SAID SOMETHING ABOUT FEMINISM!!!!

the shirt in question:

me, internally: first of all, i’m a guy, and second——this was a quote by a misogynistic twink!!

me: wrong on all counts, jackass!!

#Herbert West #Re-Animator #ReAnimator #Dr. Carl Hill #Carl Hill #how do i even tag this #dumb shit #this happened this morning and i’m STILL thinking about it #mobile post

[heartslight]

neku said see you in shibuya but i bet he wasn't expecting sora to show up playing his own reaper game except there's no time limit and he's stuck there indefinitely under the supervision of final fantasy riku and mr. amongus

#neku goes 'you made it to shibuya!' and sora's like #you actually wouldn't believe what it took to get here hahaha. #mobile post

[safestkittykatintown]

As annoying as the booping could have been, and I know it really messed with some blogs activity— it was really a great thing. It had you interacting with blogs you didn’t normally interact with, and that’s something we should all really be thankful for. And something we should continue to do. Reach out to mutuals. Send asks, post starters, message them through IMS. just interact. You are mutuals for a reason ❤️

#ooc #mobile post #ALSO WHY DID IT NOT GIVE ME MY FINAL RESULTS. REALLY RUDE

[crisispider]

Hey so

This might be goodbye for a hot second.

Trust me it’s not because I want to even a little bit. It’s real life stuff. I had to go no contact with my mom which most of you know and she decided to cut the internet before I could get it transferred to me, and she has been turning my cell service on and off. (Which is terrifying because I have a very important state appointment call on the 27th that I literally can’t miss.)

I’m trying to get it all fixed.

But I’m broke and there is only so much I can do, so if you don’t hear from me at all that is why. No other reason I promise. I love all of you so much okay?

I’m trying to look into things like mint mobile and if I can even get an internet service in my name. If you are in a position go help I would owe you a million times over.

Cashapp: $lunarmcss

Zelle : ask Izzy ( @oceansfirst ) and they will give it to you.

#mobile post #I know I know I keep making posts like this #I’m so sorry #I just I don’t know what else to do and I just didn’t want to completely poof on you guys #and only reason I say ask Izzy for my Zelle is because it’s my phone number

[rxtrase]

It’s too quiet…

“…”

This is clearly a trap!

#mobile post