#MaternalInstinct

[aifanfictions]

Write a story about platonic female omega reader protecting Killua and Gon and adopting Killua as her pup. She becomes very protective and nurturing with him and he realizes that’s what a mother is supposed to be.

Omega's Embrace

In a world where strength was everything, (Y/N) was an anomaly. She was an omega, and not just any omega, but one with an unwavering spirit and a fierce determination. Despite societal norms that dictated omegas should be protected, she was the one doing the protecting.

One fateful day, (Y/N) found herself in the company of two remarkable young boys - Killua and Gon. The moment she saw them, her instincts kicked in, and she felt an overwhelming need to shield and nurture them. They were both alphas, and while that might have intimidated some, it only fueled her desire to care for them.

As they embarked on their adventures, (Y/N) became their steadfast guardian, a silent but unwavering presence. She was always there when they needed her, whether it was to provide first aid, offer comforting words, or just be a listening ear. Killua, in particular, caught her attention. He was a remarkable alpha with a traumatic past, and (Y/N) couldn't help but feel a maternal instinct toward him.

One evening, as they sat by the campfire, Killua turned to (Y/N), his silver eyes filled with curiosity. "You've done so much for us, (Y/N). Why are you so protective of us?"

(Y/N) smiled gently, her omega instincts guiding her words. "It's in my nature, Killua. I can't help but want to protect those I care about. You and Gon are like my pups, and I'll do anything to keep you safe."

Killua was taken aback by her words. He had never experienced this kind of nurturing care before. His own family had been more concerned with his assassin training than his emotional well-being. But (Y/N) was different. She was the mother he had never had.

Over time, Killua grew to appreciate the comfort and warmth (Y/N) provided. He realized that being a mother wasn't about strength or power; it was about love, care, and protection. He started to see her as the embodiment of what a mother should be, and he cherished the bond they shared.

As they continued their journey, (Y/N), Killua, and Gon became an inseparable team. They faced challenges together, and (Y/N) was always there to support and nurture them. And in the process, Killua discovered that a mother's love could be found in the most unexpected places, even in the heart of a protective omega.

One evening, as the group settled in their camp, (Y/N) found herself sitting by the fire with Killua. He had been quiet all day, lost in his thoughts. Sensing that something was troubling him, (Y/N) decided to break the silence.

"Killua, is something bothering you?" she asked, her warm gaze fixed on him.

Killua hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't keep his thoughts to himself any longer. "I've been thinking about what you said, (Y/N). About how you see us as your pups and how you'd do anything to protect us."

(Y/N) nodded, her expression soft and understanding. "That's right, Killua. You and Gon mean a lot to me, and I'll always be here for you."

Killua looked at her, his silver eyes filled with a mix of emotions. "I've never had a real mother, (Y/N). My family... it was never about love or protection. It was always about power and control."

(Y/N) reached out and gently placed a hand on Killua's cheek, her touch tender and reassuring. "I'm so sorry, Killua. No child should ever have to go through what you did."

Killua leaned into her touch, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "You know, (Y/N), when you said you saw us as your pups, it made me realize what a mother is supposed to be. It's not about power or control; it's about love and protection. And I'm grateful to have you as my... as my mother."

(Y/N)'s heart swelled with love and warmth. She wrapped her arms around Killua, embracing him like a true mother would. "I'm grateful to have you as my pup, Killua. And I promise to protect you with all the love in my heart."

In that moment, as the stars twinkled above and the campfire crackled, (Y/N) and Killua shared a heartfelt mother-son embrace. It was a precious moment that neither of them would ever forget, a testament to the unbreakable bond that had formed between them.

Their journey continued, but now it was enriched by a deeper understanding and love. And as they faced the challenges of their world together, (Y/N) and Killua knew that they had found in each other the family and love they had both been searching for all along.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

[pumpkinsy0]

ik you've already done these but do u have any more curly (+papercut) interactions with the curtis gang

ou konnen m fè,,,m TOUJOU fè,,,pa jwe avè m,,,,

•yknow, they arent the biggest fans of curly, but they do take care of curly when he needs it, 1) bc hes their own, he’s a greaser they gotta stick together but also 2) hes tims younger brother, if tim found out they hurt curly theyd b in deep shit, but also hes a YOUNGER BROTHER, darry and two bit especially know how it feels to be scared for your siblings out there, they got that #maternalinstinct

•tim tells dally to look out for curly and angela when he's away or in jail, which he does, but the gang also helps a lil bit, for example soda makes more breakfast for dally to take them over to their house so they can eat, darry would drive curly, angela and pony to school, etc etc

•curly knows a lil more than he should when it comes to everyone in the curtis gang bc he eavesdrops on dally and tims conos, so sometimes he brings it up to tease them when they s scolding him or something and they hate it SO much, it throws them off guard

•soda and darry do not care that he’s a guest, curly, WILL get wrapped up into doing chores too, he wants to b around here so badly then he can act like it, on the bright side tho, curlys reached the status of “u have ur own toothbrush when u come over”

•this nigga curly eats up damn near all the snacks dude its like hes a vaccum and the gang r simultaneously impressed and annoyed cause how did u eat all that in such little time????

•when pony and curly r just sitting on the porch, they “conveniently” have the curtains open to keep an eye on em

•there r times where they catch pony and curly asleep on the couch and they dont do anything, they let em b, throw a blanket on those bastards and call it a day, for now

•the gang does NOT get pony and curlys indirect kissing they got goin on, like simple things like sharing a cigarette yea ok understandable, but the same fork and drinking from the same spot???? yall r so weird,,,not even bc they dont like them together, its more like a “if ur gonna do allat, just kiss already and stop beating around the bush”

•curly does NOT like dallas, he tries to show off to pony to impress him when hes “standing up” to dallas as he put it, pony usually hits curlys arm and tells him to stop it

•sometimes the catch pony drawing curly with curly staying still and they joke about them being an artist and his muse in the renaissance era, curly throws something at them to get them to leave

[mythrilskirt]

Me feeding my ice cold baby a raw onion^ #parenting #maternalinstinct #nomnom #mommabearvibes

[frombehindthepen]

Happy Mother's Day: Be Fruitful and Multiply 💐

Happy Mother's Day: Be Fruitful and Multiply 💐 #SpreadingLove #MaternalInstincts #Matriarch

Image Credit: Таня Будченко Our mothers, wherever you are the vessels that brought us forth we salute you, here and afar oh special queen mother of our hearts. ©Kym Gordon Moore We arrived as a baby through the birth of a woman and not as a finished product from an assembly line. We grow, and hopefully, we will learn the valuable life lessons that help us to show the world our brilliant light of…

[mymommyisapsycho]

Foi a primeira vez que a Amélia foi mãe. Não teve aulas de preparação para o parto. Não teve uma gata mais velha que a ensinasse. Nada. No entanto. Soube (e sabe) exatamente o que fazer. Durante e depois do parto. Com as placentas. Com os cordões umbilicais. Com um dos bebés que nasceu morto. Com a sua higiene e a higiene das crias. Com a amamentaç��o. Porquê? O instinto maternal dos mamíferos é assim mesmo. Instintivo. Parece que vem no repertório de cada um.

E nós humanos?

Pois. Vamos por partes.

Todos os animais têm instintos de sobrevivência. De auto-preservação. Todos. Sem exceção. Nós. Humanos. Incluídos.

Todos os mamíferos têm instintos de proteção e cuidado às suas crias. Todos os mamíferos. Nós incluídos. E este instinto por vezes entra em conflito com o instinto de sobrevivência. Por isso é que há muitas mães/pais mamíferos (nos incluíd@s) que em situação de risco “dão a vida pelos filhos”.

Os seres humanos têm ainda um córtex cerebral que lhes permite coisas fantásticas. Como pensar sobre o pensamento. Criar coisas novas. Fantasiar. Antecipar consequências. Pensar sobre o passado e o futuro. E isto é maravilhoso. Ou talvez não. Há um autor (Paul Gilbert - o “pai” da terapia focada na compaixão) que diz que nós temos uma f€cking tricky mind. Que não foi desenhada por nós mas sim para nós. E. Que. Embora nos permita as tais coisas fantásticas. Muitas vezes entra em conflito com os nossos instintos de sobrevivência e de cuidado às crias. Os medos inundam a experiência da maternidade dos humanos. Por culpa do tal córtex. Que esconde e cala e confunde e conflitua com o nosso instinto maternal.

Se precisamos de aulas de preparação para o parto e de ler livros sobre a maternidade e ver documentários e séries? Não. Não precisamos. A menos que sejamos seres humanos. Ai toda a ajuda é bem vinda. Desde que seja oferecida com compaixão na sua forma bondosa.

#maternalinstinct #instinct #motherhood #cats #humans #mymommyisapsycho

[sistazai]

#Repost @blkminimalists ・・・ Mother's Day can be a day of great celebration for some, and a day of struggle for others. You don't have to bear a child to be a mother, and you don't have to have a mom to celebrate a mother. * * Whether it's a blood relative, a dear friend, or even Mother Earth, show us who takes care of you. How does Momma nurture you and tend to you, and how do they ask you to grow into yourself? What has Mami taught you about self-care? * * * Photo: @eyeforebony via @unsplash * * * #thanksmom #mothersday #happymothersday #mothersofallkinds #motherswithoutkids #kidswithoutmothers #maternalcare #maternalinstinct #nurtureyourself #nurtureothers #rootdown #growup #blackmothers #blackmamas #blackmamasmatter #31DaysofBlackMinimalism #minimalismchallenge #BlackMinimalists https://www.instagram.com/p/BxYG_sglgBI/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=axgufmtg81ov

[moth-eatn]

About to have a baby. Feeling a lot of things…

[aifanfictions]

Write a story where Sherlock Holmes (BBC) falls in love with Rosie’s nanny. He likes that way she is so maternal towards Rosie that he starts thinking about having kids of his own.

Maternal Mysteries

Baker Street was as enigmatic as ever, and the legendary detective, Sherlock Holmes, was as brilliant and aloof as his reputation suggested. His brilliant mind was a whirlwind of ceaseless activity, constantly seeking out puzzles and mysteries to solve. But amidst the chaos of his tumultuous life, there was one mystery that had eluded him for far too long – the mystery of the human heart.

Rosie, the toddler daughter of Dr. John Watson, had brought an unexpected source of light and warmth into the once stern and stoic residence. Her laughter and curiosity were a stark contrast to the clinical and analytical atmosphere that usually permeated 221B Baker Street. It was her nanny, (Y/N), who bore the responsibility of caring for Rosie and taming the chaos of the household.

(Y/N) was a nurturing presence, her maternal instincts shining brightly. She was kind, patient, and endlessly gentle with Rosie, her soothing lullabies and loving presence a balm to the child's heart. Sherlock had never paid much heed to such matters before, but something about the way (Y/N) cared for Rosie intrigued him.

One evening, Sherlock found himself in a rare moment of reflection. He observed (Y/N) sitting on the floor, helping Rosie with a jigsaw puzzle, and a flicker of admiration lit up in his calculating eyes. It wasn't just her nurturing nature that intrigued him; it was the way her mind worked, the patience with which she guided Rosie through the intricate puzzle. (Y/N) was not just a nanny; she was a puzzle-solver in her own right.

Sherlock's curiosity was piqued. He decided to test her, setting up a complex puzzle that had left him momentarily stumped. With a subtle smile, he watched as (Y/N) knelt beside Rosie, taking a glance at the puzzle and its intricate pieces.

As (Y/N) examined the puzzle, her brow furrowed, and she started analyzing it systematically, just as she did with Rosie's puzzles. Sherlock's heart, a place he rarely ventured, skipped a beat as he realized that (Y/N) was unlike anyone he had ever met.

It took her only a matter of minutes to piece the puzzle together, and when she did, her eyes sparkled with triumph. "There you go, Rosie," she said with a soft smile, showing Rosie the completed puzzle. "We did it!"

Sherlock watched in silent awe, and for the first time, he realized that there were mysteries in life far more intriguing than crimes and conundrums. He was fascinated by the way (Y/N) approached life – with a motherly heart and a keen, analytical mind.

Over the following weeks, Sherlock found himself observing (Y/N) more closely. Her kindness, her maternal nature, and the way she solved puzzles with such ease fascinated him. He watched her teach Rosie about the world, and he saw how his once-chaotic life had been transformed by the presence of (Y/N) and Rosie.

One evening, as the embers of a fire danced in the hearth, Sherlock found himself alone with (Y/N) in the sitting room. He observed her gentle smile and the way she effortlessly cared for Rosie.

"(Y/N), you are truly remarkable," he said, his voice tinged with genuine admiration.

She looked up, her eyes meeting his. "Sherlock, what's come over you? You're not usually one for such compliments."

He cleared his throat and continued, "I've been observing you, and I've come to realize how extraordinary you are. Your patience, your analytical mind, your maternal instincts – they're all rather impressive."

(Y/N) blushed, feeling both flattered and surprised by Sherlock's words. "Thank you, Sherlock. That means a lot coming from you."

Sherlock's heart pounded as he searched for the right words, something that had always come easily to him, except in matters of the heart. "I've been thinking about… children, lately. It's a rather curious notion, I know, but I've been contemplating it."

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Children, Sherlock? I never imagined you considering something like that."

Sherlock nodded, his voice softer than it had ever been. "Yes, well, you see, the way you care for Rosie, the way you approach life, has made me reevaluate things. It's a mystery I can't seem to solve, but it's a mystery that I find myself drawn to."

(Y/N) smiled warmly, her heart touched by his sincerity. "Sherlock, that's quite a revelation. Perhaps some mysteries are better left unsolved, but instead embraced."

In that quiet moment, the detective who had always believed in the power of logic and reason found himself facing the most enigmatic puzzle of all – the mysteries of the human heart. And in (Y/N)'s maternal presence and gentle spirit, he discovered a love and desire he had never known before.

As time passed, Sherlock and (Y/N) continued to care for Rosie, and their bond deepened. The mysteries of crime may have been Sherlock's profession, but the mysteries of the human heart were the most beguiling of all.

And so, as Sherlock navig

ated the uncharted territory of love and family, he soon realized that he had embarked on the most profound journey of his life.

One evening, as the city's mysteries called him away on another case, he left (Y/N) and Rosie behind, a familiar ache in his heart. It was during his absence that (Y/N) stumbled upon a new puzzle, one that could hold the key to their shared future.

A series of cryptic messages and strange occurrences had been left behind in their sitting room. The room was in disarray, with papers scattered, and books haphazardly arranged. Rosie had been drawing pictures, her scribbles and innocent creativity adding to the chaotic scene.

(Y/N), with her keen eye for detail, couldn't help but notice that there was something more to this apparent mess. The scribbles on Rosie's paper held an uncanny resemblance to symbols she had seen before, symbols that appeared to be part of a code.

Curiosity and a dash of excitement spurred (Y/N) into action. She began to piece together the clues, following the trail of enigmatic symbols left behind by the culprit. It was a puzzle that Sherlock himself would have admired, one that demanded a blend of analytical skill and creative thinking.

As she delved deeper into the mystery, (Y/N) found herself uncovering secrets that had eluded even Sherlock. The puzzles led her on a winding path through the city, and she was determined to get to the bottom of this cryptic enigma.

When Sherlock returned from his case, he found an expectant (Y/N) waiting for him, a glint of excitement in her eyes. She had cracked the code, and her heart swelled with pride as she unveiled the solution.

Sherlock, renowned for his ability to solve even the most perplexing mysteries, was taken aback. He couldn't help but be impressed by (Y/N)'s deduction skills. It was a moment that made him appreciate her even more.

With the puzzle solved and the case closed, Sherlock found himself looking at (Y/N) with newfound admiration. He was falling in love, not just with her, but with the idea of a family of their own, with children whose laughter and curiosity would fill Baker Street.

"(Y/N), you never cease to amaze me," he confessed, his voice carrying a warmth and vulnerability that was entirely unfamiliar to him. "Your maternal instincts, your deductive skills, your nurturing nature – they're all qualities I never knew I needed in my life."

(Y/N) smiled, her heart dancing with a newfound hope. "Sherlock, I never imagined that someone like you would appreciate someone like me. But I must admit, you're a mystery I'm willing to explore."

In the midst of the mysteries that had brought them together, Sherlock and (Y/N) discovered a love that was deeper and more profound than any puzzle they had ever encountered. Their shared journey of caring for Rosie and solving life's enigmas had led them to a love that was both unexpected and extraordinary.

Sherlock's heart had finally cracked the most enigmatic code of all – the code of love. And in (Y/N) and Rosie, he had found the most fulfilling and delightful mystery of his life.

As they continued their lives together on Baker Street, the detective who had once believed in the supremacy of reason and logic found that love was the most mysterious and enchanting puzzle of all, one that would unravel with each tender moment and cherished memory.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

[macdonaldforge]

Maternal Instinct - Protecting the egg sac from an intruder. . . #blacksmith #spider #maternalinstincts #arachnid #creepycrawly #arachnophobia #entomology #nightmare #spiderweb #foodchain #aragog #hickorynutgorge #faerie #maker (at Gerton Helipad) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtxAqfjD6F5/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=kwpqzbgep6s9

[luminalqueen]

And, to all the mothers out there who are mothering others children, whether they are relatives, friends, animals, children or adults- Mother's Day is for ALL who mother 💖🙏💐 #mothersday #motherhood #parenting #parenthood #LOVE #maternalinstincts #momlife https://www.instagram.com/p/BxW0JQpgC2E/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1f0snmkmhvyep

[babygoatsandfriends]

#Repost @stonestepsfarm with @repostapp ・・・ This LGD is a teenager, but so far she's a gem. #maternal #maternalinstincts #gentle #lgd #maremma #workingdog #guardian #protector #livestockguardiandog #goatsofinstagram #babygoats #dairygoats #farm #gentlegiant #dogstagram

[speakin-4-myself]

I've been told several times that I wouldn't understand certain things cause I don't have kids. Well, some things are just #commonsense & #maternalinstinct isn't extended just to those who've carried a child in her #womb. I've seen a dog protect their pups better than some humans. I don't have to have kids to know that my child(ren) would come first. I see females who hair/nails stay done, brand new clothes/shoes, etc while their kid(s) looking like they haven't had a bath in a month of Sundays. I don't have to have kids to know that they shouldn't come in contact with everyone I come in contact with. I see females who change men more than they change underwear and every man they meet is "daddy" to their kids. I don't have to have kids to know about #sacrifice, #love, #compassion, human decency, and being a #protector. When a female gets #pregnant, If they were forced to prove that they're responsible & fit enough to take the baby home...most of those babies wouldn't have a home to go to. Having a baby doesn't make you a woman, it makes you a female who had a baby... #Speakin4Myself

[proseandparchment-blog]

She's going be such a good mama. #maternalinstinct #goodmom

[numicardinal]

My baby 💙😍 Mi niña pequeñita dormidita y haciendo ruiditos. #loveit❤️ #loveit #love #maternalinstinct #baby #darling #yorkshireterrier #yorky #yorkshires #yorkshire #dog #instadog #instapetsgram #instago #instayorkies #pet #instapet

[idleis]

She would have been such a good little mama! #MaternalInstincts #HerBaby #love #pomchi #pomeranian #chihuahua 🥰❤️😍🐾💕