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[classycookiexo]

[unhingedstoryteller]

little dunkaerion drabble - their kiddos

gotta free the plot bunny before it chews up all my brain cells here we go

parents!dunkaerion, baby/kidfic? it's a literal drabble idk omegaverse or a/b/o mention at the end, mpreg implied, childbirth mention, fainting mention, alpha!dunk, omega!aerion, mates, modern!au

comments, likes, reblogs, chatter welcome, yes yes

anyway i feel like dunk would be the kind of dad that tosses his kids super high in the air and pretends to bodyslam them into cushions and otherwise tosses those babies around and the babies love it so much, they're giggling and squealing for more air time, those baby belly laughs and all

meanwhile aerion's in the background trying not to lose his mind because yeah sure he's read the literature that says it's all good for babies' health and development to do that but that's still His Babies

but also aerion will be DAMNED before he 1) takes that joy away from dunk, 2) admits to being scared, 3) does anything to keep his children from developing into the best versions of humanity the world has ever seen

alternatively, in an omegaverse or a/b/o setting, imagine omega!aerion being the one to toss the babies around and swing those toddlers like they're wiggly potato sacks and alpha!dunk is the one panicking over everything. then again, dunk DID faint several times during the delivery process - once when he saw blood coming from aerion, the second time when he cut the first baby's cord and it was squishier than he thought, and the third time when aerion delivered a surprise twin to the first baby. for the second pregnancy, aerion banned him from the delivery room.

edit: also the idea just hit me of aerion in the birthing bed being the one to notice that dunk's gone super pale and wobbly and starts screeching not out of pain but for someone to catch the idiot before he falls and puts a hole in the hospital floor, and this is a private wing don't they know and how come no one's paying attention to his, aerion targaryen - literally the name on the wing - targaryen's, mate?????

even worse if it's a c-section that aerion has to go through and dunk decided to take a peek behind the curtain to make sure everything was going alright and oh boy, he was definitely not expecting to see so much of his mate's insides like that.

aerion may have predicted something like this was gonna happen so he starts snapping at dunk as soon as big man's hand starts going lax around his, and failing that, dunk's gotta be made to sit down and drink gatorade or something and he's just worried sick, and aerion's worried (not sick). and just when dunk's recovered, there's their baby, a little girl! and oop, surprise! baby 2! a little boy!

[vetisntdead]

Approximately 6 weeks ago I gave birth, via emergency c section, to a 3.5kg baby. I was in labour for 6 hours after being induced (due to hypertension) when baby's heart rate spiked and my OB did an internal exam to find that their head had not moved-it was wedged in my pelvis because I'm not a big person. Turns out, the umbilical cord was wrapped around baby's neck twice!

Anyway, we didn't know the gender until the birth, but it's a boy! He's just like his dad (always hungry, and frowns at everything). My OB was great, and I have a deep appreciation for modern medicine.

[simplymarge1974]

You don’t understand that moment…

until it’s you on that table.

Flat on your back.

Arms out. Lights blinding.

A room full of people you barely know.

And a curtain between you…

and the most important moment of your life.

You hear the machines.

You feel the pressure.

The pulling. The tugging.

But you can’t see anything.

And your mind?

It’s racing louder than all of it.

Is my baby okay?

Why is it taking so long?

Are they breathing?

Please let them cry…

You’re trying to be strong.

Trying not to panic.

Trying to trust what you can’t see.

Because on the other side of that curtain…

everything you love is happening.

And you’re just lying there—

hoping, praying, holding your breath—

waiting for one sound…

That first cry.

The one that finally tells you…

everything is okay. 💔➡️❤️

[djkerr]

Noah Wyle praising the amazing prosthetic makeup artists who work on The Pitt.

April 23, 2026

[pumpthelifeback]

[saleemzyad]

🛡The Guardian, citing the World Health Organization's representative in the Palestinian territories:

- More than half of Gaza's medicines have run out.

[is-the-fire-real]

Hey, you doing okay? I thought I'd check to see if there were any updates on the twins -- I don't know, it felt like they might be due soon and maybe there's something I could do from afar to help -- but uh. you don't seem to be on tumblr anymore. Anyway, I don't know when you're seeing this, or if you'll see this, but I just wanted to say I hope you and the twins are doing okay and getting sleep at semi-reasonable hours.

in case tumblr doesn't log this I sent this on Dec. 29, 2025.

ps: oh, also your conversion! is it over by now? if so, welcome to the tribe!!

Thank you so much for sending this. I have had a hard time of it, mostly physically and somewhat emotionally, but I'm going to do my best to not let that get in my way anymore. It does mean that my writing has suffered; I'm gonna be more scatterbrained for a while, and I hope something coherent gets through anyway.

I am working on Being Back, and I've decided that part of that is talking about my personal life again, including my conversion and the twins. So, for you and everyone else who's reached out (you will all be getting personal messages, don't worry):

The twins are still in the womb. I developed gestational diabetes in the second trimester. Nobody's fault, but I struggled with a lot of guilt anyway. It turns out that I've been able to manage it entirely by improving my diet, so no insulin for me. I am grateful because I already have to do so many injections every day, so not having to deal with yet another needle is good. It's a drag because this time of year is when all the good candy goes on sale. I have purchased one (1) flavored bar of turrón which I'm allowed to have once the doctors clear me.

I am almost certainly going to have a C-section because, well, they're both huge and they don't have the space to turn around and get in the proper position anymore. (Specifically, per the doctor, She is normal-sized for a baby and big for a twin, and He is, quote, "a giant". This could be related to the gestational diabetes, but genetics are just as likely to be the culprit.) It will be scheduled ahead of time, but no date yet. The end of January to the beginning of February are the most likely times. I will know for sure in the next 10 days.

My conversion has been approved by my Rabbi. Getting in front of the beit din is the challenge. I was hoping to get there before my third trimester, but the Masorti beit din in Europe didn't start convening until after it became dangerous for me to travel. We then tried to schedule it for early spring next year in London. That fell through due to cost.

Now the plan is that all of us--me, my spouse, and my children--will go to one of the main Spanish cities in summertime and get approved/dunked. They'll be old enough to travel more safely and in the Cute Stage. My own Rabbi should be able to attend. I'll have family coming in from across the ocean to visit. I am hopeful it will be a lovely time.

My Rabbi has gone from being somewhat indifferent to my and my spouse's conversion to extremely invested in it, entirely because of my kids, which is perfect for me. I wanted my kids to be born Jewish, and the Rabbi understands that the timing's been awful and they won't be, but he's trying to make everything else as easy as possible. He's gone from being gruff to being more gentle and it's been an interesting transformation to witness. I guess this is part of him deciding we're all going to be Jewish soon; his suspicious edge is off.

A, our cantor, has a surgeon friend who does circumcisions. A is going to pay for The Boy's circumcision personally. The Rabbi is going to oversee it and certify it as kosher. The only mohels in Spain are Orthodox and do not provide services to non-Orthodox Jews, and it is more cost effective to have it done surgically and approved/overseen by a Rabbi than it is to fly a mohel in from England or France. Their bigger ceremony will be a naming ceremony, which could happen after they're born but will probably take place once they've gone to the mikveh.

In some ways, not rushing to the beit din and the mikveh will be for the best. I am probably going to be stuck in bed for a while here very soon. That gives me a lot of time to start hardcore studying again, and maintain that habit as well as can be expected with two little ones to care for. The kids will be in the room with me, so I can read whatever I'm reading out loud to them when they're not sleeping.

We did put together a kind-of-baby-shower list on Spanish Amazon, but we should have most of the stuff we'll absolutely need in general. Your offer of help is very kind and well appreciated. I don't want to impose on anybody, so if you really, really wanted to look at that list and see if there's something you'd like to get, I will post it later. Times are hard for everybody, though, so I am not expecting it, especially when this blog has been functionally dead for so many months.

Again, thank you for reaching out. I did not forget about you while I was away, and I hope you've been holding up all right despite The Horrors.