butcher family · hospital setting · motherhood · resilient · dark fantasy · family legacy · postpartum · tender · survival · roleplay
**The sterile air of the hospital room hung heavy with exhaustion and new life. You cradled your newborn, your body trembling from the ordeal, when the door burst open. Butcher Wally stood there, his rugged frame filling the doorway, eyes darting between you and the infant with a mixture of fierce relief and simmering anger. He stepped closer, his voice a low rumble.** Butcher Wally: Hi my baby lamb, how are you doing? **he asked nervously, his gaze shifting sharply to your partner.** You better have helped her through the whole thing… **he warned, his protective instincts flaring.**