#preparation of egg donors

[ourceliumnetwork]

the saddest thing about my life to this point is that because of it, if I talk just slightly "too much", or I want to sing for longer than like a couple notes of a song (especially at an audible volume), or I start laughing in earnest, or I've eaten something delicious, i start coughing. This is because my body is so unfamiliar with the sensation of having a good time that it freaks out and over-produces phlegm any time i'm utilizing my throat because it has no idea how much we're supposed to need for this shit.

I spent most of my life not talking, or laughing with my whole being. (i did sing a lot but normally as part of a group and i was afraid of being heard and judged to be as bad as my sister told me i was at singing, so if i'm audible it's more likely to make my throat freak out). The eating thing may not be connected, but like. any time i've enjoyed a food, my throat's like "mmm we need more lube in here" and then BLAM phlegm city while i choke on it.

And then of course if my throat is raw from coughing because of the aforementioned things, you know what it likes to do? make more phlegm to lube that shit back up. Which makes me cough.

You'd think staying hydrated would fix this problem but no! in fact it does not! it can sometimes make it worse! my body is a horror show and existence is a nightmare! :D

[dandylovesturtles]

Made myself emotional over the “Leo and Donnie chose to be twins” headcanon.

———

“By the way, it’s Leo and Donnie’s birthday next Thursday. You’re coming, right?”

Draxum looked up from his work organizing next week’s lunch schedule to look at Michelangelo, sitting on the counter and swinging his feet. Celebrating individual birthdays wasn’t a thing that the yokai did, but Draxum had been forced to accept that the boys could not be dissuaded from this human tradition. He’d been to two birthday parties now, for Michelangelo and Raphael respectively, eating cake and presenting them with some small trinket he purchased.

He’d known that he would have to go to more birthday parties at some point. But he wasn’t expecting two at once.

“Why on the same day? I can’t imagine the blue one wanting to share.” Actually, he couldn’t imagine Donatello wanting to share, either.

“Oh,” said Michelangelo with a laugh. “That’s ‘cause they’re twins!”

Draxum stared at him. “Twins? What kind of nonsense is that?”

Mikey tilted his head. “What do you mean?”

“They’re entirely different species, for starters,” Draxum pointed out.

“I mean, we all are, but we’re still brothers.”

“Yes, by virtue of your shared DNA donor and the circumstances of your raising.” Draxum waved that off. “But “twins” refers to a situation where two children are born at once, especially as the result of a split of a fertilized egg. Which is absolutely impossible in the case of Leonardo and Donatello. Even if I were to be charitable and simply consider them “twins” for having the same hatch day, I can tell you they do not.”

“Uh, okay,” said Michelangelo, unimpressed. “But they’ve always been twins, so I don’t think it matters to them.”

“Why not? I would think it would matter to Donatello especially, since he claims to be scientifically minded.”

Michelangelo laughed. “Not everything is about science, Barry. Not even to Donnie.”

“Then his decisions about when to apply science and when not to are inconsistent and confusing.”

“Well, it’s their birthday, so they get to pick.”

“I am certain that is not how birthdays work.”

“It’s how it works for us!” Michelangelo slipped off the counter. “We’ll see you on Thursday, right? It’ll mean a lot to them if you come!”

Draxum was fairly sure Leonardo in particular would prefer he didn’t, but that didn’t matter. Now he had a mission: he had to correct this strange incongruence.

“Yes, I will be there.”

“Yay!” cheered Michelangelo. “Okay, see ya Dad!”

He squeezed Draxum around the waist on his way out. Draxum was finding he didn’t mind that as much as he used to.

———

Leonardo and Donatello’s party was just as loud and obnoxious as the other two. Blue and purple decorations covered every inch of the old subway station, strange music blared from unseen speakers, and a horrendous amount of junk food was spread out over a table. It was the same group of people present today as there ever was, the eclectic mix of humans and yokai that the boys considered family, but it felt like a crowd three times the size with the amount of noise being made.

Draxum stood off on his own for most of it, his slim birthday present already delivered to the table stacked with gifts. He’d been a little shocked when Donatello and then Leonardo came by to say hello, since he’d been prepared to be ignored by both of them. It was… nice, maybe, that they did that. Even if Leonardo just wanted to make jokes at his expense.

For most of the party, the two birthday boys seemed to be competing with each other for attention. In fact, the longer he took it all in, the whole affair seemed like a clash of ideas. The purple decorations were neat and tidy, geometric patterns and hard angles. The blue decorations were whimsical, uncoordinated, and haphazard, and there were places it seemed someone had deliberately covered up some of the purple with the blue. Leonardo wanted to play rock music and Donatello wanted to play techno. The cake was a mess because they’d both requested different themes for the decorations. There were arguments between the two of them every few minutes, and according to the human girl April this was “typical behavior.”

But why? They weren’t really twins. They didn’t have to share this day.

Hopefully Draxum’s plan would fix all this nonsense.

When it was time for gifts, Leonardo loudly declared that he was going first, sparking an argument. They squabbled for a bit before agreeing to play rock-paper-scissors, which was apparently what they did every year.

Leonardo won the game and celebrated obnoxiously while Donatello scowled at him. Then he gestured at the gift table - which Draxum, in his efforts to stay out of the main throng, was closest to.

“Hey, Barry! Grab me a gift! Make it a good one.”

Draxum sighed but reached over to take one of the blue packages, checking the tag to make sure it was for Leonardo. “This one is… to Leo from Donnie,” he read.

“Oh no, not that one. Our presents to each other are always last.”

“Because they always get sappy about it,” said April with a laugh.

“Do not!” yelled Leonardo at the same time Donatello hissed, “You take that back!”

“Uh, yeah you do, and you know I’m right.”

Draxum ignored the petty argument to look back at the gift table. If they weren’t going to be satisfied with his choice, he might as well give them his own gift.

He lifted it, in its sensible brown packaging, off the table and handed it over.

“Why not start with this? It’s to both of you from me.”

“Both of us at once?” asked Leonardo. “Oh man, you’re throwing off our whole system, Barry.”

“Yes, but he’s giving it to you,” Donatello pointed out, “which means my turn is still next.”

“Uh, no, if it’s for both of us then it counts for both of us, which means it comes back around to me!”

“Ooooh no, you do not get to loophole your way into opening two presents in a row-“

“Ahem!” Draxum loudly cleared his throat, getting their attention. “Would you please just open it?”

“Yikes,” said Leonardo. “Touchy.”

“Some people just don’t understand the sanctity of opening birthday gifts,” said Donatello with a sniff. But he leaned in to watch as Leonardo tore off the wrapping paper and opened the box.

They were both silent for a moment, staring at it. Then Leonardo said, “Uh, no offense, Barry, but what is this?”

“It’s a… scientific study on how twins are formed during the gestational period,” said Donatello, pulling the paper clipped thesis from the box. “Oh, there are more in here… Also about twins.”

“Uh…” Leonardo blinked at it, clearly bewildered. Well, he was always a bit slow. “Thanks…? I think?”

“Not that I don’t appreciate the scientific literature,” said Donatello, “but this isn’t really my area of study and Leo does better with training manuals and textbooks than research papers.” He looked up at Draxum. “Is there something about this we aren’t getting?”

“Yes there is,” said Draxum, sweeping his hand around at the entire party. “I am here to correct your mistaken assumption that you are twins.”

The room fell silent. Donatello set the paper back in the box, staring at him. Leonardo’s brow creased in anger.

“We are twins, though,” he said, setting the box aside like it was burning him.

“No, you are not. There is simply no way that the two of you could be twins. It is biologically impossible.”

“You think that I’m so stupid I don’t know that?” Donatello demanded, getting up from the chair he was sitting in. “Are you doubting my intelligence?”

“Yes, if you honestly think you are twins with him, then I am.”

“Uhhh, Draxum,” said Michelangelo quickly, stepping between him and the now furious Donatello, “this was a… funny joke, but you can stop now-“

“This is not a joke. I am simply explaining the facts.”

“Yeah, well,” now Leonardo was on his feet, too, “the facts are that me and Donnie are twins. Always have been, always will be.”

“You are not,” Draxum insisted. “And given what I have seen here today, I’d think you’d both be relieved, since you clearly don’t enjoy being twins!”

Both boys looked like they’d just been slapped in the face. The rest of the room had gone completely silent, like everyone was collectively holding their breath.

Donatello broke first, turning on his heel and marching out of the room, his hands balled into fists and his shoulders hunched up as high as they could go. “Dee!” called Leonardo, and then he was scurrying off after him. There was the sound of a heavy door slamming, then silence.

It didn’t last long.

“Draxum!” roared the rat, actually getting up from his chair to get in Draxum’s face. “You come in here and upset my boys on their own birthday!?”

“Seriously not cool, Drax,” said the human April. Cassandra shook her head in shared disappointment behind her.

Draxum pushed Lou Jitsu back, scowling at his accusers. “I was only explaining reality! This is really the rat’s fault for letting their delusion go on so long.”

“Delusion!?”

“Barry!”

“Rat!?”

“Ooookay,” said Raphael suddenly, stepping his way into the middle of the fray and starting to herd Draxum back toward the exit. “That’s enough of that for now.”

“I am simply trying to explain-“

“Trust me, hoss, you wanna step away from this one,” said Raphael, and his tone was angry but surprisingly measured. “Come on.”

They retreated to the sewer tunnels outside the subway station. The smell was much worse out here, and Draxum wrinkled his nose.

“Alright.” Raphael heaved a sigh, folding his arms. “So here’s the deal. Mikey likes you, and I guess I kinda do too, so I’m gonna try to help you before you completely torpedo your chances with the rest of the guys. Which, you kinda did already, but maybe we can turn it around.”

“I still don’t understand why they’re so upset,” said Draxum. “Surely it was obvious they aren’t twins.”

“Uh, yeah, they know they aren’t twins by bio-whatever,” agreed Raphael. “They ain’t stupid.”

“Hmm.” Draxum turned up his nose. “Donatello isn’t stupid, maybe.”

“Leo ain’t stupid, either, he just pretends like it.” Raphael pinched his brow. “Listen, that isn’t the point - the point is they already know they didn’t come from the same egg or hatch the same day or whatever. They’re just twins anyway.”

“But how? That doesn’t make sense!”

Raphael sighed again. “Alright, look. Dad didn’t know when we hatched, right? But we all wanted birthday parties like we saw on TV, so he let us pick.”

“Yes. And for some reason Leonardo and Donatello chose the same day.” Draxum could figure that much out on his own.

Raphael nodded. “I was the biggest and oldest, and Mikey was the littlest and youngest, and Leo and Donnie were just kinda sandwiched in the middle. I think at first they just wanted a thing. Somethin’ that set them apart from me and Mikey, ya know?”

“Not really,” said Draxum. Raphael glared at him, and he sighed. “But go on.”

“So they picked the same birthday and called themselves twins. I think Pops just so glad they were actually getting along that he agreed to it. And I think he thought once we got to the day, and they realized they were really gonna have to share it, they’d both demand their own day instead. I know I thought that was gonna happen.” He smiled at the memory. “But the day came, and… they fussed the whole time just like they do now. Arguing about what kind of cake they wanted and who got to open their present first. But they didn’t ask to split. They kept it the same day, and they kept calling each other twins and it just stuck, until we didn’t question it anymore.”

“…They are both stubborn,” Draxum pointed out, and Raphael laughed once.

“Yeah, guess they are. But that’s not what this is.” Raphael shrugged. “They chose each other back then. Maybe at first it was just to have a thing, but then it became real. And every single year they keep choosing each other. That’s why they’re twins.”

Choosing each other as twins… Draxum furrowed his brow. “It’s not normally a choice,” he pointed out finally.

“Yeah, well, our family doesn’t get a lot of choices, so just let ‘em have this one, okay?”

“…Fine,” Draxum finally relented. “As long as it’s noted that this is purely a social designation, and not a biological one.”

“Uh, sure, whatever.” Raphael rolled his eyes. “Glad we got that cleared up, though. Think you can come back to the party and behave?”

Draxum wrinkled his nose at that phrasing, but nodded. “Yes. I will not bring it up again.”

“Good!” Raphael’s smile abruptly transitioned into something much more dangerous. “Because if you make my little brothers upset on their birthday again, I’ll remind you what it was like when we were enemies.”

Then the smile was back. “Now let’s go in!”

He walked back to the subway station, leaving Draxum to follow on his own. Draxum couldn’t help but sigh wistfully.

Raphael would have made a great general for his army.

———

The boys had already returned by the time Draxum got back. They were opening more gifts, and he noted they were wearing hoodies now - though they had apparently decided to swap their signature colors. They were smiling and chattering, and any hint of their earlier upset was gone.

Until Draxum stepped into their line of sight, and both of them went rigid, wary of him.

Apparently just talking to the red one was not enough. Draxum would have to do more. What a pain.

But he didn’t want the boys to hate him. So he sighed and launched into it.

“I… am sorry. I shouldn’t have said you aren’t twins.”

The boys looked surprised at that; slowly, their posture loosened back up.

“And… to make up for my present, I will… take the two of you wherever you want to go in the Hidden City.” The next words were painful, and he ground them out. “My treat.”

Leonardo and Donatello shifted their gaze from him to each other. They were silent, but it didn’t seem like they needed to talk to have a conversation.

Then they finally looked back at Draxum, slow grins growing over both their faces.

Eerily matching, very evil grins.

“Oh,” said Leonardo, happily menacing. “I think we can think of something.”

“I concur,” said Donatello in the exact same tone.

Oh, thought Draxum. Maybe they really are twins.

[unfgvien]

lovesong masterlist

pairing - dom!mother rhea x sub!mummyreader

summary - Rhea and Yn, a married couple, struggle with endometriosis, preventing her from carrying a child. They use a sperm donor and carry their first child, Lilly Jane Ripley. Five years later, Yn carries their second child, Austin Lee Ripley, despite significant pain. The story highlights their emotional journey, resilience, and the strength of their relationship despite medical and societal obstacles.

authors note <3

omg hi!! so I had a few people request rhea x reader and mother rhea, so Ive decided to make it into a series so here it is!! this is based on / a continuation of the 'the family she always wanted' story thing (I don't know what to call it) I hope you enjoy it. I dont want this to be half assed and im proof reading all of the chapters and shit

anyways. because im going to try and proof read this all its going to take me a while to post them so please be patient! for those who want rhea content, you are more than welcome to head over to my second page @yajokingyeh yes that me 😭 im dedicating that page to WWE and WWE memes.

so please head over there if you want short and small rhea drabbles and or smuts. that's where they will be posted for now :) I will continue to post my regular works on the other occults I write for as I need to catch up.

oh and also please be very patient with me coz I am at school and im really busy.

masterlist | main masterlist

wattpad - all of the chapters will all be availble on wattpad for those who would rather use that x

chapter list <3

1.0 seeds of a dream [wc; 5.5k]

summary; Rhea and Yn, are devised to find out that yn has endometriosis The condition causes inflammation and pain, impacting yn's fertility. They research fertility treatments like IVF, donor eggs, and surrogacy, but the medical terminology feels impersonal. Their love and commitment guide them through the challenges, proving their resilience and shared dream of parenthood. In a fertility clinic, they face the responsibility of finding potential sperm donors, each contributing to their future child. Their love serves as the foundation for their journey and their shared journey.

2.0 expanding the family [wc; 5.5k]

summary; Yn and Rhea, a couple who have faced infertility treatments and surrogacy, are now ready to face the challenges of parenthood again. Their love for each other and their daughter Lilly serves as a guiding compass as they navigate the unknown and uncertain future together. Throughout their journey, their love remained their anchor, providing comfort and care. Their positive pregnancy test was a testament to their resilience and belief in their love. As their family continued to grow, they created space for the newcomers, preparing a nursery, and celebrating their triumphs. Their love story is about celebrating resilience, commitment, and the power of love in the face of adversity.

3.0 navigating parenthood [wc; ]

summary;

4.0 strengthening bonds [wc; ]

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squid game women: pregnancy and birth headcannons

kang sae byeok x f!reader, kang no-eul x f!reader, ji-yeong x f!reader, cho hyun-ju x f!reader, se-mi x f!reader

how going through reciprocal IVF, and pregnancy, would go with these partners <3

warnings: reciprocal IVF is when one woman takes her egg, along with a sperm donor to create an embryo, then implants it into the other woman to carry :D hyun ju can't go through reciprocal IVF so she is the only exception on here

this is for my sapphics and lesbians

kang sae-byeok x you

deciding to go through reciprocal ivf is something you and sae-byeok talk about for a long time.

you've been with your fiancée for seven years, you know how kind she is underneath her tough persona.

you love the idea of carrying a child that is biologically hers, and she loves that you want to do this together.

the vice versa will happen someday, but you'd happy to be the carrier for the first.

from the moment you start treatments, sae-byeok becomes incredibly protective.

she reads everything she can find.

hormone injections, side effects, potential risks.

she may not always express emotions openly, but she wants to be prepared to support you in every way.

the process is nerve-wracking. when it’s time for the embryo transfer, she holds your hand tightly, squeezing just enough to ground you.

she whispers reassurances, telling you no matter what happens, you’ll go through it together.

the two-week wait to see if the transfer was successful is agonizing.

you analyze every little symptom, overthinking, doubting. sae-byeok keeps you grounded, reminding you not to stress, even though she’s secretly just as anxious.

when the test comes back positive, she doesn’t cry, but her arms wrap around you tightly, her forehead resting against yours.

“we’re going to be someone's parents,”

she murmurs, gripping you like she never wants to let go.

the journey :D

sae-byeok becomes hyper-aware of your needs.

she always makes sure that you eat properly, stay hydrated, and rest enough.

you tease her about being overly protective, but truthfully, it makes you feel so safe.

the morning sickness hits hard, and though she hates seeing you suffer, she does not let you go through it alone.

she researches what helps, keeps crackers by the bed, rubs your back when you lean over the toilet.

“breathe, baby. you’re doing amazing.”

as your belly grows, she watches in fascination.

she loves pressing her hand over your bump, thumb stroking the skin absentmindedly.

the first time she feels the baby kick, she freezes.

afterwards she beams.

its the brightest smile you’ve ever seen on her face.

every night, she talks to the baby.

at first, she’s hesitant, voice shy, but soon, she grows into it.

“hey, little one. it’s me, your eomma. i can’t wait to meet you, okay? you’re already so loved.”

when you find out you’re having a boy, sae-byeok lights up.

she was excited regardless, but now, knowing it’s a boy, she’s thrilled.

she’s raised cheol and loved every second of it.

now, she gets to do it again with your shared child.

you cry during the ultrasound, overwhelmed by the sight of your baby.

sae-byeok wipes your tears with gentle fingers, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“he’s going to be perfect,”

she whispers.

she takes on assembling the nursery all on her own.

you come home to find her halfway through building the crib, looking so concentrated, muttering curses in korean when the pieces don’t fit.

she loves buying little outfits, especially tiny sneakers.

“look at these,”

she says, holding up a pair of mini adidas.

“he’s going to be stylish like his eomma.”

many nights, you and your woman loves to ask many questions.

“what if he has your nose?”

you wonder aloud.

sae-byeok smirks.

“i hope he has your smile.”

when the contractions start at 37 weeks, sae-byeok is calm.

she might be panicking inside, but she doesn’t let it show, keeping you focused, helping you breathe.

at the hospital, she doesn’t leave your side.

not for a second.

she holds your hand through every contraction, the other hand smoothing sweaty hair from your forehead.

labor is long, exhausting, intense, but she is your rock.

“i know it hurts,”

she murmurs, pressing soft kisses to your knuckles.

“you’re the strongest person i know, baby. i’m right here.”

when it’s finally time to push, she’s right there, whispering,

“you can do this. i know you can.”

the moment your son is born, his cries fill the room, and your own tears spill.

you’re exhausted but relieved, and then you see sae-byeok’s expression.

she’s stunned. completely awestruck. when the nurse places your son on your chest, sae-byeok gently reaches out, tracing his tiny fingers.

“he looks just like you,”

you whisper breathlessly, staring at his delicate features.

he does.

the little boy's almond-shaped eyes, the curve of his lips...they are all sae-byeok. it’s uncanny.

sae-byeok chokes up. you see it in the way she swallows thickly, eyes glassy.

“he’s perfect,”

she whispers.

she watches as you hold your son, love and admiration evident in her gaze.

when it’s her turn to hold him, she’s hesitant, as if afraid she’ll break him.

the second he’s in her arms, something shifts.

“hi, little one,”

she whispers, brushing her fingers across his chubby cheeks.

he squirms but doesn’t cry, almost as if recognizing her already.

“you’re so beautiful,”

she says softly, in absolute awe.

you watch her cradle him, murmuring in korean, and your heart nearly bursts.

ji-yeong x you

ji-yeong never thought she’d be here.

she never thought she’d want this, wanted parenthood.

for most of her life, she never imagined being a mother, never let herself dream of having a family.

there was too much pain involved and too much loss.

why bring a child into a world that once showed her nothing but cruelty?

after surviving the games, something changed.

she was given a second chance and with you by her side, she started seeing the world differently.

ji-yeong did not see it as just as a place of suffering, but as a place where love could exist, where healing was possible.

the woman still hesitated, though.

she was scared.

when you told her you wanted to carry her child, that you wanted a piece of her to live on in something beautiful, she felt something in her chest crack open.

she wanted this.

she wanted this with you.

the ivf process was overwhelming, and ji-yeong wasn’t great at handling emotions, but she was there for you.

she researched everything, attended every appointment, held your hand through every step.

when you got the positive test, she froze.

ji-yeong didn’t cry, she didn’t speak.

all she did was just pulled you into her arms, burying her face into your shoulder, breathing in the moment like she needed it to survive.

the journey :D

ji-yeong was so nervous in the beginning.

she worried she wouldn’t know how to be a good partner, how to support you properly.

she overcompensated by bringing you things all the time.

snacks, warm blankets, flowers for no reason.

“you’re taking care of two now,”

she’d mumble, placing another snack in front of you.

you’d laugh, shaking your head, but appreciating her attentiveness.

the first ultrasound changed something in her.

she saw the tiny flicker of a heartbeat on the screen, and for the first time, she felt it.

this wasn’t just a decision.

this was real.

this was her baby that you were carrying.

when you found out it was a girl, ji-yeong actually let out a breath of relief.

an all-girl family.

there was no father figure to fear, no possibility of the life she lived repeating itself.

she felt safer knowing it was a daughter.

she always said she didn’t care about the gender, but deep down, she needed this.

“she’s gonna be so cool,”

ji-yeong would say, resting her head on your belly.

“we’ll teach her about music, and video games, and—oh, she’s gonna have the best style. no baby frilly pink stuff, i’m serious.”

she was so soft with you.

ji-yeong, who always acted aloof, who always teased and played things off, was suddenly waking up earlier just to make sure you ate breakfast.

she’d read to the baby sometimes, though she tried to act nonchalant about it.

you’d catch her mumbling stories late at night, one hand resting over your belly, as if she was already bonding with your daughter.

after 39 weeks... ji-yeong was terrified when the contractions started.

she kept it together for you, but internally? she was freaking out.

ji-yeong hated seeing you in pain.

the woman held your hand the entire time, whispering quiet encouragements even though her voice was shaking.

she didn’t cry, but her eyes were glassy, focused entirely on you, as if she could transfer all your pain onto herself if she tried hard enough.

finally after some time.. your daughter was here.

ji-yeong’s world stopped when she heard the first tiny cry. she barely registered the doctor announcing,

“it’s a girl,” since she already knew.

when they placed your daughter on your chest, ji-yeong hesitated.

she wanted to reach out, to touch her, to hold her, but suddenly, a crushing fear settled in.

"what if i can’t protect her? what if she ends up hurt, alone, abandoned? what if history repeats itself?"

ji-yeong wanted this.

she knew that but staring at her daughter, so small, so fragile, she felt terrified.

you noticed the way ji-yeong stared, her eyes distant, fear creeping in.

you squeezed her hand, bringing her back.

“she’s going to be okay,”

you whispered, voice steady despite your exhaustion.

“because she has us.”

ji-yeong let out a shaky breath, her fingers twitching before she finally reached out, brushing her daughter’s tiny hand with her fingertips.

your daughter’s fingers curled slightly around hers, and ji-yeong broke.

she leaned in, pressing the softest kiss to her baby’s forehead, her eyes shining with something raw and real.

as you watched her, you knew ji-yeong was going to be the best mom in the world.

even if she never expected to be one.

kang no-eul x you

no-eul never thought she would have another child.

after everything she went through to get seo-yeon back, she swore she would never go through that kind of pain again.

she didn't need anything else.

seo-yeon was enough.

however, there was you.

you had been there for her through everything.

you've been with her through the long nights of waiting, the uncertainty, the frustration.

you held her through the tears, reassured her when she felt like she’d never see her daughter again.

when she did, you were there too. right beside her.

seo-yeon was two when the conversation started.

it was casual at first...something small, something distant.

“i think… i’d like for her to have a sibling,”

no-eul admitted one night, her fingers brushing against your hand.

you agreed but you both knew you wanted this to be together, something that tied both of you into this growing family.

after a long discussion, you both decided that no-eul would carry your egg.

“you’ve done this before,”

you said softly.

“and i think it would be nice, having a little girl that’s biologically mine.”

she nodded, lips pressed together, but you could see the emotions in her eyes.

this was a big step, one she never thought she’d take.

she wanted this.

she wanted this with you.

the journey :D

from the moment the pregnancy test turned positive, you spoiled no-eul.

she didn’t ask for it.

she never asked for anything.

however, you could see the way her body adjusted, the way she carried herself differently, the quiet discomfort she tried to hide.

“i’m fine,”

she would say, but you knew better.

you weren’t letting her go through this without being treated like a queen.

the morning sickness hit her hard, and you were on it.

herbal teas, cool washcloths, soft touches along her back as she leaned over the sink.

“you don’t have to do all this,”

she mumbled one morning, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

you kissed her temple, brushing stray strands of hair behind her ear.

“i want to.”

no-eul was never one for outward affection, but pregnancy softened her in ways neither of you expected.

she let herself be comforted.

no-eul let herself lean into your warmth instead of pushing it away.

she rested against you more often, let you rub her swollen feet, let you hold her when exhaustion settled deep into her bones.

seo-yeon was fascinated by the pregnancy, constantly asking questions, resting her small hands on no-eul’s belly, talking to the baby like they could understand.

“i think she’ll be bossy,”

you teased, watching seo-yeon give a full speech to her future sibling.

no-eul chuckled, running a hand through her daughter’s hair.

“she gets that from you.”

when the ultrasound revealed you were having another girl, no-eul let out a soft breath. a smile stretched across her lips, small but real.

you squeezed her hand.

“you okay?”

she nodded.

“yeah… i’m happy.”

no-eul was never one to show fear, but as labor began, you saw it aka the slight tremor in her hands, and the deep breaths she took to steady herself.

she had done this before, but it had been different.

this time, she wasn’t alone.

this time, she had you.

you held her hand through every contraction, whispering soft encouragements, pressing kisses to her temple.

“you’ve got this, baby. i’m right here.”

it was long and exhausting.

no-eul was strong and you had never seen her stronger.

when your daughter finally entered the world, a small cry filling the room, no-eul broke.

the woman's hands trembled as they placed the baby on her chest.

she stared down at her daughter, the tiny life she had carried.

its your daughter, and no-eul's lips parted, her breath shaky.

“she looks just like you,”

she whispered, voice thick with emotion.

she did.

the shape of her nose, the curve of her lips.

your daughter was undeniably yours.

you brushed damp hair from no-eul’s forehead, pressing a lingering kiss there.

“she’s perfect.”

no-eul nodded, but she was speechless.

you had never seen her this quiet, this soft.

she cradled the baby carefully, as if afraid she might disappear if she held on too tightly.

se-mi x you

se-mi had always been cool about things.

she didn’t get overly emotional, didn’t overthink the future, semi just lived.

when you started talking about ivf and the possibility of having kids, something in her shifted.

you've been with se-mi for about five years.

the woman wasn’t the type to voice big, sappy declarations, but when you told her you wanted to carry her children, she simply nodded and said,

“okay. let’s do it.”

she thought the idea of you carrying her babies was not only hot, but loving.

se-mi's confidence kept you grounded.

she never wavered, never second-guessed.

when you were nervous about the process, she squeezed your hand and said,

“whatever happens, we’re in this together and I am here for you, okay?”

she was always calm, always composed.

when the doctor told you both that two embryos had implanted successfully, her eyebrows lifted slightly.

“twins?”

she asked, as if double-checking.

when the doctor confirmed, she just smirked.

“guess we’re going big, huh?”

despite her casual demeanor, she was so excited.

she didn’t say it outright, but you could tell. s

he was always looking up twin-related stuff, researching double strollers, subtly adjusting things around the house to prepare.

the journey :D

se-mi showed her love through acts of service.

she wasn’t overly vocal about her feelings, but she made sure you were always taken care of.

craving something at 3 a.m.?

she was already on her way to get it.

too tired to get up?

she carried you to bed with zero effort.

swollen feet? she had ice packs and a foot massage ready.

“babe, you don’t have to—”

“shh,”

she’d say, pressing a cool water bottle into your hand.

“just take it.”

she never freaked out.

not when you got sick, not when the back pain kicked in, not even when you had a full-blown pregnancy meltdown over a broken shoelace.

she just handed you a new pair of shoes and pulled you in for a hug.

se-mi was always touching your belly.

she did it absentmindedly.

when you were watching tv, when you were cooking, when she was half-asleep in bed.

se-mi's hand would just naturally find its way there.

she loved feeling the twins kick.

she’d rest her palm against your stomach, feeling the movement, a small smile tugging at her lips.

“they’re strong,”

she murmured one night.

you raised a brow.

“like you?”

she smirked.

“like us.”

the moment your water broke at 34 weeks, se-mi was ready.

no panic, no scrambling.

she had the hospital bag, the car keys, and a calm but firm presence that made you feel safe.

at the hospital, she stayed by your side through everything.

se-mi held your hand during contractions, helped you breathe, brushed damp hair from your face.

“you’re doing amazing, baby,”

she murmured, voice steady as always.

“just a little longer.”

when the twins finally arrived, a boy and a girl, se-mi’s cool demeanor cracked just slightly.

she was still composed, but you saw the way her throat bobbed, the way her fingers trembled when she reached out to touch them for the first time.

“they’re beautiful,”

she whispered.

the boy had her nose, the girl had her sharp eyes.

she just stared at them, completely in awe.

cho hyun-ju x you

hyun ju and you are the exception on this thread.

the both of you went through natural conception, since hyun ju never had bottom surgery yet.

the thing is that a child together wasn’t something you and hyun-ju rushed into.

you've been with hyun ju for a very long time. seven years.

the idea of having childern came with deep conversations and quiet reassurances that no matter what, you’d face everything together.

hyun-ju was so thoughtful from the very beginning.

she made sure you felt comfortable, safe, and loved through every step of the journey.

she always asked what you needed, always reminded you that your body was incredible for doing this.

sometimes, hyun ju remembers that she doesn't have the body that you have to carry a pregnancy, but you always remind her that she is still a woman and a complete woman, the woman that you will always love.

when you found out you were expecting a girl, your heart swelled. you knew she was going to be so loved.

“she’s going to have the best mommies,”

you whispered, pressing a hand to your belly.

hyun-ju kissed your forehead and smiled.

“she really is.”

she was so soft throughout your pregnancy.

hyun ju always rubbed your back when you were sore, making sure you were eating well, constantly checking in without being overbearing.

“do you need anything, baby?”

she’d ask at random times, even if you were perfectly fine.

“just you,”

you’d reply, and she’d smile, pulling you close.

you often wondered what your daughter would look like.

would she have your eyes and hyun-ju’s nose?

or the other way around?

hyun-ju would laugh when you brought it up.

“either way, she’s going to be beautiful,”

she’d say, her hand resting protectively over your belly.

she talked to the baby all the time.

the taller woman's voice was so gentle, so full of love.

“hey, little one. we can’t wait to meet you. your mama is so strong, you know that?”

she wasn’t super vocal about her emotions, but she showed them in every action.

whether it was holding you a little longer when you felt emotional, or putting together the nursery late at night while humming softly to herself.

“you should rest,”

you’d say, watching her adjust the baby’s crib for the tenth time.

she’d glance at you with a smile.

“i just want everything to be perfect for her.”

when the contractions started at 40 weeks, hyun-ju was calm.

she had that calmness and patience thanks to the military.

hyun-ju's hand was steady in yours, her voice soft as she helped you breathe through the pain.

“you’ve got this, mama,”

she whispered, pressing kisses to your temple between contractions.

“you’re so strong.”

she never left your side through every moment of labor.

hyun ju was always right there and squeezing your hand, reminding you how incredible you were.

when your daughter was born, hyun-ju’s breath hitched.

the second she saw her, she went completely silent, just staring in awe.

the nurse placed the baby on your chest, and you both just stared.

she was perfect.

the perfect mix of you and hyun-ju.

the girl was biologically yours and hyun-jus!

“she’s so beautiful,”

you murmured, your voice breaking with emotion.

hyun-ju wiped at her eyes, smiling softly.

“she really is.”

after everything had settled, you caught hyun-ju sitting beside the hospital bed, your daughter cradled carefully in her strong arms.

she was so gentle, looking down at her with the softest expression you had ever seen.

“you okay?”

you whispered, watching her from the bed.

she nodded, swallowing hard.

“i just… i love her so much already.”

your heart melted.

“she’s going to be so lucky. she has you as her mommy.”

hyun-ju looked up at you, eyes full of warmth. she leaned over, pressing the softest kiss to your lips.

“and she has you, too.”

this a week to write. I hope you enjoyed <3

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[coochiequeens]

No adoption or foster care agency would have approved this. Even people that support surrogacy need to accept that there needs to be more regulations besides who can pay for it.

By Christopher Bucktin United States Editor and Liam Buckler Senior News Reporter 29 May 2025

An elderly couple in their 70s have been granted to become legal parents of a 14-month-old baby boy born through surrogacy - after their adult son tragically died of cancer.

The two 72-year-olds, loving custodians of the boy since his arrival, successfully petitioned the High Court for a parental order in July 2024, which they obtained in March.

Following a ruling last month, Mrs Justice Gwynneth Knowles said the husband and wife had used his sperm and a donor egg to conceive the child, paying more than £150,000.

The judge's poignant 12-page ruling brought to light the couple’s past loss of a son born through IVF in 1993, who tragically passed away from cancer just shy of his 27th birthday, noting they were "adamant" that adopting B wasn’t an effort to replace their late son.

In her written verdict, Mrs Justice Knowles confirmed an 'appropriate' safety net has been arranged for the child should either parent pass away or become disabled before he comes of age, branding little B a "much loved and cherished little boy".

She further clarified that she wasn't passing ethical judgment on conceiving through surrogacy at an older age, but emphasised the court’s duty to ensure the child's prospective care is secure "in case the worst should happen."

Mrs Justice Gwynneth Knowles pointed out: "It is an undeniable fact that, when B goes to school at the age of five, they will likely both be 76 years old and both will likely be 82 years old when B starts secondary school. Put starkly, Mr and Mrs K will both be 89 years old when B reaches his majority."

In a heart-wrenching turn of events, Mrs Justice Gwynneth Knowles has acknowledged the tough reality facing a boy adopted by an older couple, remarking, "They have begun parenting at a time in their lives when, despite their current good health, it is foreseeable that their health will decline and that one or both of them will become seriously incapacitated or die before B reaches his majority."

Despite the concerns, Mrs Justice Gwynneth Knowles declared it in the child's best interest for the retired couple to be his legal guardians, stating, "The absence of a parental order would deny B the social and emotional benefits of the formal and informal recognition of his relationship and family life with Mr and Mrs K."

Additionally, she emphasised the potential adversity the child might face, expressing, "That experience may strike B at a time in his childhood when he is ill-prepared to understand or come to terms with it, upending his daily life and placing him in the care of adults to whom he is not emotionally close."

Mrs Justice Gwynneth Knowles soberly reflected on the unpredictability of advancing years, cautioning, "No matter how fit a person of Mr and Mrs K's age may be now, health and life itself are undoubtedly at the mercy of an ageing process which becomes more ever more cruel and capricious as the years go by."

[kirisredriot]

After Vil’s Broomquet card was released I saw a lot of theories about what happened to his mom since he’s never met her and doesn’t even know her identity. I’ve had this idea for awhile and I haven’t seen this theory yet (apologies if it has been thrown out there and I just didn’t see it). But what if Vil’s donor conceived.

What if Vil’s dad was struggling to find a long term relationship. Someone who can handle being with one of the most famous actors. Someone who wants him for him and not the money. He wants kids and as the years go by he feels like time is slipping away. He see’s his costars kids when they come to visit their parent on set and the joy on his costars faces when they see them. And he wants his kid to come and visit him on set too.

Finally Vil’s dad was done waiting for the right partner to come around and takes matters into his own hands. He contacts a clinic known for its discretion obviously recommended to him by costars who needed some help conceiving. He’s offered a book of women who donated their eggs and he flips through it looking for the right woman to be the “mother” of his child. He chooses one and then is connected to a surrogate who will carry his child for him. The surrogate signs a NDA and he hands over his genetic donation so Vil is 100% his father’s son. A month later he is contacted by the surrogate letting him know that she’s pregnant. Vil’s dad is over the moon his dream is finally coming true. A few months later he’s informed he’s having a boy.

He goes on as if life is normal for the next nine months, giving nothing away as he secretly prepares for his new arrival. The nursery is decked out and outfitted with only the best. Nannies have already been interviewed and hired at the ready for when he inevitably has to return to work. Then he gets the text he’s been waiting for. His surrogate is in labor. Baby Schoenheit is on his way.

Holding a newborn Vil for the first time was better than all the awards he’d won in his career.

The tabloids went crazy when Eric Venue announced Vil’s birth. Rumors flew when no one could dig up any information about Vil’s mom as his dad remains tight lipped about Vil’s conception. A one night stand, secret girlfriend, a costar who recently gave birth, and dying in childbirth. The reality is no one knows who his mother is other than a now redacted donor number.

[mpreglover225]

Chapter 1: The Journey Begins—Understanding Conception in Expectant Fathers

Introduction

Embarking on the journey to parenthood is an exciting and transformative experience. For expectant fathers, understanding the intricacies of conception is the first step towards a healthy and fulfilling pregnancy. This chapter delves into the biological processes of male fertility, the various methods of conception—including natural intercourse, artificial insemination, and in vitro fertilization (IVF)—and the significance of the monthly heat cycle when ovulation occurs.

The Male Reproductive System: An Overview

Anatomy and Physiology

Understanding your body is essential for maximizing fertility and achieving conception.

Testes: Produce sperm and the hormone testosterone.

Ovaries (Male Ovaries): Specialized organs that release eggs (ova) during the heat cycle.

Heat Cycle: A monthly period of increased fertility when ovulation occurs.

Uterus (Male Uterus): The organ where a fertilized egg implants and develops into a fetus.

Anal Canal: Serves as the birth canal during delivery.

Hormonal Regulation

Testosterone: Influences sperm production and libido.

Estrogen and Progesterone: Regulate the heat cycle and prepare the uterus for pregnancy.

Luteinizing Hormone (LH) and Follicle-Stimulating Hormone (FSH): Control the release of eggs during ovulation.

The Heat Cycle: Timing is Everything

Understanding Ovulation

The heat cycle is a critical window for conception.

Duration: Typically lasts 5-7 days each month.

Ovulation: Occurs mid-cycle, releasing a mature egg ready for fertilization.

Signs of Heat:

Increased body temperature.

Heightened libido.

Mild abdominal discomfort.

Clear cervical mucus discharge.

Tracking Your Cycle

Calendar Method: Mark the start and end of each heat cycle to predict ovulation.

Basal Body Temperature: Measure daily temperature to detect the slight rise during ovulation.

Ovulation Predictor Kits: Detect LH surge indicating imminent ovulation.

Monitoring Symptoms: Be attentive to physical and emotional changes.

Natural Conception: The Traditional Path

Sexual Intercourse During Heat

Engaging in sexual activity during your heat cycle increases the likelihood of conception.

Optimal Timing: 1-2 days before and after ovulation.

Frequency: Regular intercourse every other day during the fertile window.

Positions for Conception:

Positions that allow deep penetration may facilitate sperm reaching the egg.

Remain lying down for 15-20 minutes post-intercourse to aid sperm travel.

Factors Affecting Fertility

Lifestyle Choices:

Nutrition: A balanced diet rich in vitamins and minerals supports reproductive health.

Exercise: Regular physical activity promotes hormonal balance but avoid excessive training.

Substance Use: Limit alcohol and avoid smoking or recreational drugs.

Health Conditions:

Hormonal Imbalances: Can affect ovulation and sperm quality.

Chronic Illnesses: Conditions like diabetes or thyroid disorders may impact fertility.

Medications: Certain prescriptions can interfere with reproductive function.

Assisted Reproductive Technologies (ART)

When natural conception is challenging, assisted methods offer alternative pathways to parenthood.

Artificial Insemination (AI)

Overview: Sperm is collected and directly inserted into the reproductive tract during ovulation.

Types:

Intrauterine Insemination (IUI): Sperm placed directly into the uterus.

Intracervical Insemination (ICI): Sperm deposited near the cervical opening.

Procedure:

Performed in a clinical setting by a healthcare professional.

Sperm can be from a partner or a donor.

Success Rates: Vary based on age, fertility issues, and sperm quality.

In Vitro Fertilization (IVF)

Overview: Eggs and sperm are combined outside the body, and the resulting embryo is implanted into the uterus.

Procedure:

Ovarian Stimulation: Medications stimulate multiple eggs to mature.

Egg Retrieval: Eggs are collected using a minor surgical procedure.

Fertilization: Eggs are combined with sperm in a lab.

Embryo Transfer: One or more embryos are placed into the uterus.

Considerations:

Time Commitment: IVF requires multiple clinic visits and procedures.

Emotional Impact: The process can be emotionally taxing; support is essential.

Cost: IVF can be expensive; explore insurance coverage and financing options.

Intracytoplasmic Sperm Injection (ICSI)

Overview: A single sperm is injected directly into an egg during IVF.

Indications: Used when there are sperm quality or quantity issues.

Procedure: Similar to IVF with the additional step of sperm injection.

Preparing for Conception

Preconception Health Check

Medical Evaluation:

Visit a healthcare provider for a comprehensive health assessment.

Discuss medical history, medications, and any chronic conditions.

Fertility Testing:

Semen Analysis: Evaluates sperm count, motility, and morphology.

Hormonal Tests: Measures levels of testosterone, FSH, LH, estrogen, and progesterone.

Ultrasound Examination: Assesses the reproductive organs for any abnormalities.

Lifestyle Modifications

Nutrition:

Increase intake of folic acid, zinc, selenium, and antioxidants.

Consume plenty of fruits, vegetables, whole grains, and lean proteins.

Exercise:

Engage in moderate physical activity to maintain a healthy weight.

Stress Management:

Practice relaxation techniques like yoga, meditation, or deep-breathing exercises.

Avoid Environmental Toxins:

Limit exposure to pesticides, heavy metals, and endocrine-disrupting chemicals.

Supplements and Vitamins

Prenatal Vitamins:

Start taking prenatal vitamins at least three months before attempting conception.

Omega-3 Fatty Acids:

Support hormonal balance and fetal development.

Consult a Healthcare Provider:

Before starting any supplement regimen.

Emotional and Psychological Preparation

Communication with Your Partner

Shared Goals:

Discuss family planning desires and expectations.

Emotional Support:

Be open about feelings, fears, and hopes.

Intimacy:

Maintain a strong emotional and physical connection.

Coping with Challenges

Infertility Concerns:

Acknowledge that conception may take time.

Seek professional counseling if needed.

Managing Expectations:

Understand that each journey to parenthood is unique.

Building a Support Network

Family and Friends:

Share your plans with trusted individuals.

Support Groups:

Join communities of other expectant fathers or couples trying to conceive.

Professional Guidance:

Consult fertility specialists, counselors, and reproductive endocrinologists.

Conclusion

Understanding the process of making a baby empowers expectant fathers to take proactive steps towards achieving pregnancy. Whether through natural conception during the heat cycle or utilizing assisted reproductive technologies, being informed about your options and preparing both physically and emotionally are crucial components of this journey. Remember, patience and persistence are key, and seeking support along the way can make the experience more rewarding and less daunting.

Key Takeaways

Know Your Cycle: Understanding your heat cycle enhances your ability to conceive.

Healthy Lifestyle: Nutrition, exercise, and avoiding harmful substances improve fertility.

Explore Options: Familiarize yourself with both natural and assisted conception methods.

Emotional Preparedness: Open communication and emotional support are vital.

Professional Guidance: Regular consultations with healthcare providers ensure optimal care.

[queenofglassbeliever]

A pregnancy storyline might have made sense for Bella. Being a surrogate for Rosalie and Emmett. Bella is way smarter than she's given credit for and would probably figure out that male vampire could reproduce cause they don't need to physically change. And she'd bring it up as a hypothetical. It would be the domino that sends Rosalie into a spiral of research. Looking for evidence that vampire/human reproduction is plausible. She finds it. She makes a game plan. She and Emmett will find an egg donor through an egg bank. But there's a problem. Rosalie can't carry. They need a surrogate. A human. But that human would be carrying a half vampire. That would expose the vampire secret and endanger the human. Rose knows there's only one human who could possibly be a surrogate for herself and Emmett. Bella. They ask her if she'd be willing to do this. Rosalie knows that she's been awfully rude to Bella in the past and is fully prepared to beg on her knees if necessary. But Bella agrees. Because of course she does. She'd do anything to make someone else happy. The three of them talk to Carlisle. Rosalie has a medical degree but if this is going to be successful than they are going to need Carlisle's expertise and experience. Carlisle agrees to help. Though he warns Bella that the pregnancy will likely be dangerous, maybe even deadly. Bella had thought of that. She wants to be turned into a vampire as soon as the baby is born. Edward finds out what's happening. He's not happy about it. He tries to get Bella to change her mind but she is stubborn. She goes through with the procedure. It's a success. Bella is pregnant with Emmett’s and Rosalie's baby.

[monster-slut-memoirs]

{{ MINORS DNI -- Monster Fucker Smut }}

US AND THE ELKMAN

SIGNS OF THE SUPERNATURAL

Our first day at the cabin started late—we didn't get to bed until gone midnight—so we laid in until after noon. We had bacon, eggs, and pancakes for breakfast. I frolicked around in just Erron's shirt, and he stole a few feels of my bare ass as I wandered around the kitchen. 

If the week continued like this, it was going to be perfect. We'd gotten "the talk" out of the way on our first night, so it could only be up from here. As I get dressed for the day, I can't help but keep rubbing over my belly daydreamily. I admit, I was still a little unsettled that we might potentially end up using a donor to have our baby, but in time, I'd warm to the idea... Wouldn't I? 

With a scarf wrapped around my neck, I don my winter coat and join Erron in the yard. He's clearing the leaves off of the hot tub cover because we've planned to have a dip tonight after dinner. 

The wind is quite biting this time of year, so I go back inside and make some hot cocoa. On my return, we sit with our legs hanging off the porch, sipping and looking out at the fall-time woods. It's quiet and peaceful out here, miles from anyone, just us and the elements. 

After cocoa, Erron gets on with preparing the hot tub for later, and I go to collect some kindling to stock the firepit—to set the mood for our late-night dip. 

"Honey, don't head too far out. Stay close to the cabin so I can hear you," Erron says, kissing me before he sends me off to my leisurely labour with a light tap off my ass. I have to stay within shouting distance because there's no cell phone service out this far. 

While bending down to gather up a bundle of sticks, a shiver runs up my spine, putting my hair on end. Upright, I scope the proximity... Nothing... So, I brush off the creepy feeling—the feeling I was being watched—it's pretty commonplace to feel that way in the wilderness because you're constantly surrounded by some woodland creature or another, even if they're out of your sight.

Shaking off the creeps, I return to work until I've gathered an armful of sticks. I've circled the cabin grounds, and when on my way back to the front, passing our bedroom window, my blood runs cold, again.

The timber over the window's head is scraped—pale wood from beneath, showing through the gouges, some eight or nine feet above ground level. How could that happen? No trees were close enough to the cabin to thrash the walls and cause that kind of damage. Checking the condition of the rest of the window led my eyes down the cabin wall to the stone skirt. 

Sometimes, even though you instantly know what something is, your mind just can't comprehend it. So, pointlessly, you end up questioning the truth, hoping to escape it. That's what I stand doing; moments, maybe even minutes, pass as I stare at the dried semi-translucent stains that mark the wall—four stream-like spurts surrounded by clearer splatters. What animal could have, or would have, done this? 

Crack!

A branch snapping echoes through the wood, ricocheting off the trees and startles me out of my Disturbia. Forcing what I've just seen to the back of my mind, I march back to Erron. I don't tell him what I've seen; it verges irrational; I'd sound insane.

Later. The water in the hot tub is warm and bubbling. The firepit crackles ablaze, lighting the little clearing at the side of the cabin in cosy orange. Our wine glasses sit on the side, as empty as the bottle that accompanies them.

I'm feeling buzzed and incredibly blissed out as I sit against Erron's chest. Three of his fingers are stuffed inside me, mercilessly stretching my pussy. I've lost count of how many times I've cum; he's been teasing my clit with his other hand to help me along until my whole body spasms against his for the last half hour at least. Encouraging me to moan louder, with filthy words and salacious whispers in my ear. Somehow, his gruff voice and lewd teasing make everything feel that much more thrilling. Being his personal whore pleases us both. 

Erron lifts me effortlessly—I'm weak and limp in his arms—he positions me like a doll over the side of the tub. Guiding my hips toward one of the jets in the side so the water gushes against my already overstimulated and swollen pussy; tickling my clit and making my lips quiver. When I feel the tingling nearing numbness, Erron thrusts his cock into me hard. I yelp at the depth—seven steeley inches, all at once, without warning, sends me reeling. In my ear, he compliments me. Then, he growls, "Your slutty little cunt is squeezing my cock so fucking hard. You're desperate for me to fill you with cum, huh?"

All I can do is moan and cry out as I take my pounding. I feel like I'm melting, my pussy gushing endlessly, relentlessly cumming around Erron's cock as his hips thrust into me like a piston. 

Thrust, thrust, thrust. 

Water pelting into my clit. 

Heat spreading through me, like passionate fire. 

Every nerve in my pelvis set alight. 

My pulse throbbing around my hole. 

Erron's pulse throbbing down his cock, in sync with mine. 

Thrust, thrust, thrust. 

Together, we're reaching ecstasy. 

Me first—I scream out into the darkness—giving into another orgasm. 

The treeline starts to glitter with stars as my vision blurs. On the edge of the clearing, two simmering shapes stand out. Two eery yellow orbs lock onto me. Two eyes staring intrusively into mine as I came undone. 

"Erron!" I pant, spent, my heart pounding from my orgasm and the fear that; "We… We're being watched—"

The last thing I remember is Erron's raucous laughter, and his hot cum fills me up as he releases with an animalistic growl.

[themysticaldrumstick]

I've got a question:

If we were in a gay relationship with Ellie/Elliot... Who is our son related to biologically? Because this IF seems to be an slice of life in the real world, rather than in an ultra scifi or urban fantasy one where same-sex reproduction is possible. Is the son adopted, or was he conceived in vitro? Or would you leave it nebulous on purpose?

The whole thing came to me after the question I made about MC's possible heights. Because I was amusing myself thinking about how the son would be glad to have MC's genetics if MC is 6'7 or more (for how advantageous it could be for basketball), only to remember I'm very gay and I was going to play as a man who dates men exclusively. So, things got complicated.

On one hand, it could give more of a possible reason to approach Ellie/Elliot more. After all, our son may be related to only one of us, but we love him so much no matter what and do everything for his well-being and happiness. And it could make either Ellie/Elliot or MC feel more fond about the other because they continued being a parent, even though it could be possible, in theory, to remove themselves from the situation (although, I think this may not be so much the case if the divorce happened once the son was older).

And for the sapphics, it also gives a special thing where maybe one gave the egg and the other carried the baby.

I don't know, there are plenty of choices to regards to what to do with this. But, I feel it's a lot to put in front of you and then find a way to write it/code it when it doesn't have that much relevance to the story. On the other hand, it would also feel a bit unfair for straight/bi players with a straight route to not have this level of nuance, unless you also included the in vitro option for them (just with a different justification).

Easier would be, methinks, to just say the son is adopted when it comes to gay couples (and make this an option for straight ones). Or just don't discuss it at all, frankly.

Maybe I'm just thinking way too much about something that, ultimately, does not matter for your IF and is more of an unnecessary distraction. Alas, that will be for you to decide, dear author.

Oh my god, get ready for this massive ass rant of mine. You do not know how much I've prepared for this day.

*Cracks knuckles*

So, basically. I'm putting out the option for the birth of your son at your behest-- you can choose whether it was straight up the usual, IVF, surrogate, etc. You should've seen my Google history because JESUS CHRIST, I've spent too much time decoding what works. In short, your son is always biological and is related to Ellie/Elliot's gene. The MC will have the option to assist via donors, or surrogates, depending on what you want.

There's layers to this.

Normal Natural Pregnancy, either on MC or, Ellie/Elliot's side. The female one will be undergoing the pregnancy.

If you're in a lesbian/non-binary couple/gay, MC can choose to carry their son(if possible) or choose a surrogate after an IVF.

Adoption will NOT be an option because your son needs to be biologically related for plot purposes.

Your son will always be related to Ellie/Elliot, as they will be the sperm/egg donor in case of the IVF route.

Let me know if I'm missing something because I'm half-asleep and uni is killing my soul. As for your son, they always look like E and have your personality, so.. hope that helped. I do understand how shitty my explanation was, so if you want to clear this, feel free to enquire.

Thanks for the ask! Glad you're enjoying the plot, so far.

[annefolklore]

~Wilmon domestic fluff~

feat: Their kids and their cats

———-

They’re cat dads. When they got their first appartement, the first thing they did was to get a cat, he's a male. They named it The Lorax. Then after a few months they decided to get a second one, a female, they named it Willow.

What a surprise it was for Wille and Simon when they noticed that Willow was pregnant, a few months later. They looked at Lorax like this “🤨”

Their suspicions were right when Willow gave birth and the kitten (a female) turned out to look like this. So now, to both their happiness and despair, they had 3 cats. They named the kitten Olive. So yeah, at 22ish years old, they were already a family of 5 lol

Then, they got married at 25/26 and ofc their cats HAD to be there. Maddie and Felice made sure that the cats were dressed appropriately for the event: The Lorax wore a bow around his neck like this, Willow wore a flower crown on her head and Olive wore pink bows on her ears.

A few years after they got married, in their late twenties/early thirties, they wanted to have children. And their two bedroom apartment wasn’t gonna do the job, so they moved in a new house. I would see them living in a house a like this.

They immediately loved it at first glance. It’s a 3 stories house (basement, ground floor and first floor). 3 bedrooms in the first floor and 1 in the basement.

There is an inground swimming pool in the backyard.

As I said in one of my headcanons, they have 3 children in total. The 2 oldest by surrogacy/egg donor and the youngest by adoption.

When they chose a surrogate/egg donor, they made sure she looked like at least one of them. And they got quite the jackpot because Maria (let’s call her that because I don’t wanna keep writing surrogate the whole time) looks like Simon but with some features that ressemble Wille, like her nose and the same hazel eyes. She’s a beautiful Venezuelan woman with the same tan skin as Simon, curly hair and plump lips.

For their first child, they took a sample of Wilhelm’s spermatozoid (Idk the process of surrogacy/egg donor, sorry). The baby ended up being a girl, they named her Sofia Linda Eriksson. Sofia doesn’t have a lot of Maria’s melanin. She looks like Wille but with curly blond hair (let’s imagine Ludvig was a blond) and the same hazel eyes as him and Maria. She has anxiety like Wille too and he helps her to cope with it and to find great ways to relax. Sofia is the eldest kid by 2 years between her and Valentina, and 3 years between her and Ben.

Their second child was made with Simon’s spermatozoid this time. It turned out to be another girl and Wille and Simon couldn’t be happier. They named her Valentina Pilár Eriksson. She is literally Simon’s twin. She’s just like him, physically and emotionally. The same tan skin with long curly hair.

Simon raised the girls to never be insecure about their hair or ethnical background and to be proud about who she is.

Eventually, they wanted another kid but Maria was already pregnant of her own husband, so they decided to take a different approach on this one. They went to the orphanage and were immediately smitten over a 4 years old boy. The orphanage told them that he was originally from Greece but moved to Sweden with his mom when he was still a baby. Unfortunately, a lot of things happened and she couldn’t afford having him anymore so she gave him up to this orphanage.

His name is Benjamin Niko Bouras. He’s White with curly brown hair. He’s a shy kid and it took him a while to get accustomed to Wille and Simon visiting him at the orphanage, but eventually he warmed up to them.

They prepared everything at home for him. They moved Valentina’s things to Sofia’s bedroom so they could share a room and Ben could take Valentina’s. The girls were more than happy to share, it meant more playtime to them.

When they took him home for the first time and he met Sofia and Valentina, he was really shy to interact with them and would only stay with Simon, Wille or play with the cats.

Wille and Simon quickly picked up on his separation anxiety. Ben didn’t want to sleep in his own bed and always ended up sneaking in his parents’ bed. He hated going to daycare and had full on meltdowns when they’d try to take him there. So eventually, Simon and Wille decided to keep him home if they could.

Ben didn’t like to talk a lot, he preferred to communicate in signs and squeaks. It worried Wilhelm a lot that his kid wasn’t behaving like other kids his age, but Simon recognized this behavior…

It took them a few months before Ben was officially diagnosed with autism. He wasn’t really severe in the spectrum and the doctors assured them that with some speech therapy, Ben would talk more. And they were right, because slowly, Benjamin was more loud. He spoke out loud his wants to his parents. He only stops talking when he’s around people he doesn’t know or isn’t used to.

Ben also hates sudden loud noises and hides somewhere whenever he hears one. The first time it happened was during Sofia’s birthday party and 2 balloons popped back to back. Wille looked for Ben in every room of the house, his heart was pounding in his chest with anxiety. Until, when he was in his own bedroom and heard a small squeak sound he recognized coming from inside the closet. He opened the closet door and found his son crying, his knees to his chest and his hands on his ears, shaking from fear. He sat beside Benjamin and comforted him for as long as he needed until they had to go back downstairs for Sofia’s birthday. Benjamin stayed in Wille’s arms the rest of the evening.

One day, Wille was filming Simon and Benjamin interracting and playing together, when Ben called them both Dad and Papa for the first time since he started speech therapy. So he has on tape, Simon crying of happiness while giving their son the biggest hug.

Valentina and Sofia always include their little brother in their games. When they play princesses, he's the knight or the dragon king. When they have tea parties, he's always invited.

They call him Little Ben <3

Ben’s special interest are dragons. His bedroom theme is dragons, his birthday cake is always decorated with dragons and he has a collection of dragons figurines. His favorite show is How to train your Dragon. As he grew up, he started having math as another special interest. It fascinates him how math and numbers can be involved in anything.

When Ben was 12 years old, his parents started giving him more independence, like his sisters, and trusted him to go out by himself. He didn’t go anywhere too far and was always in the same spots: either at his friends’ house, the park or running errands for his parents. But his favorite places in the entire world (his words) is the local library and the bookstore around the corner. He absolutely loves reading because it allows him to explore other worlds in the comfort of his bedroom. His favorite genres are fantasy, science-fiction and of course math. Wilhelm installed library shelves for him to organize his books

When the kids were teenagers, Valentina and Sofia spoke out on their needs of privacy and sharing a room wasn’t for them anymore. So, Wille and Simon gave Sofia the guest room in the basement. She loved it because it was like she had her own appartement, she could now decorate the room how she wanted without her sister’s opinion.

Valentina is a really girly girl meanwhile Sofia more or less interested in those things.

Sofia like purple, Valentina is the pink sister, and Benjamin likes green. There was one Halloween where Simon and Wille dressed them as the chipmunks.

Sofia didn’t want a big quince, she only wanted to go out to eat with her friends and family somewhere.

Meanwhile, Valentina’s quinceanera was really big and really expensive. It was pink themed and she had her bestfriends and her sister as her damas. Benjamin and her few guy friends were her chamberlands.

Sofia plays soccer, Valentina plays volleyball and is a cheerleader at her high school, Ben is in the math club and student council.

Sofia did a lot of sports growing up but her favorite is soccer. Her aunt Rosh is really proud of her for it and gives her tips on soccer.

At first, Valentina hated sports, just like her papa. But eventually she began to like playing volleyball and played it for a few years. But meanwhile, she fell in love with cheer so she quit volleyball for it. She’s a flyer on her team

I see Ben being a math genius, like he’s a walking calculator. He participated in a lot of math competitions as he grew up and always ended up winning or at least on the podium, while his family cheered for him in the stands. He has a lot of math trophies in his room. He hates physical sports, he prefers the mind sports like chess, cards, Go and being a mathlete.

But everyone has their flaws right? Sofia is never bothered. Like to the point where she doesn’t care about a lot of things and it can cause harm to people around her, because she’s not that empathetic. Valentina can be really petty. Meanwhile, Ben can be really selfish and he can say some pretty mean things sometimes without realizing. He doesn’t understand that some things aren’t meant to be said out loud and it got him in trouble at school a few times

Linda often comes to visit them and see her grandkids. She often brings them gifts or money, to Wilhelm and Simon’s despair because they think she’s spoiling the kids too much. So instead, you know how grandmas secretly gives money to their grandchildren like they be drug dealers or something? That’s Linda lmao. She goes into their room to give money to them and say “Don’t tell your parents” before leaving.

They spent Thanksgiving at Linda’s house and she cooks A TON of food. Like, there is a lot of leftovers.

Meanwhile, Wilhelm’s relationship with his parents has healed overtime. Kristina and Ludvig come to visit sometimes and they get to know their grandkids and Simon.

When they were younger, Valentina and Sofia were sooo happy to discover that they’re basically real princesses. Well, they’re not since Wille abdicated but he let them believe that they were.

Simon talks to the kids in Spanish so they can know their heritage. He speaks Spanish to Benjamin too so he doesn’t feel left out. So technically, everyone in the household knows Spanish. The 3 kids + Simon speak it meanwhile Wilhelm understands it really well but isn’t confident enough to speak it.

Most of the time, Simon cooks and Wille cleans.

Simon is the spider-killer of the household because Wille and the kids are all afraid of spiders. Particularly Valentina, like don’t even talk about them while she’s there because she’ll throw a fit. They’re called the “s word” in the family.

They have family board games nights almost every Friday and it’s so funny and entertaining. Valentina and Simon cheat in every game, Ben gets upset because they won’t play by the rules, Sofia flipped over the monopoly game because she was mad of always being the first one to go bankrupt, while Wille tries to keep everyone at peace (he fails lol)

[booksrbetterthanpeople]

Hey Artzy, I love your sb and ib AU, so I got a question about it. How would Style Queen go? Matter of fact, how would the whole Queen Bee arc go? Would Monarch akumatize Chloe’s bitch of an egg donor or someone else take her place?

Oh, Monarch’s coming for that bitch

What I have planned for Chloé, though, be prepared

For one, no one’s telling Chloé to spend time with her abusive mother after Style Queen, because no. That’s bad.

Oh, and Chloé getting the redemption arc she’s been deprived off, and it doesn’t involve a Miraculous

[iu-jjang]

[FANCAFE] 23.09.18 IU replies to uaena’s comments on her fancafe (Part 3)

Uaena: Unnie, what is your favorite ice-cream flavour??!! 🍦🍦🍦

IU: Chocolate-coated flavour!!

Uaena: What’s the keyword that occupies your mind the most these days!? 🍀💪

IU: Results…. 🔥😈

Uaena: What fruit(s) do you eat often nowadays?! 🍎🍑🍈🍌🥝🍍🍉🫐🥭

IU: I eat a lot of bananas and blueberries. And the apples taste so delicious these days, please have a lot!! 🍎🍎

Uaena: Unnie, do you prefer a sunny side up vs over hard fried egg on top of your kimchi fried rice?!! 🐥🍳

IU: Come on~ of course it’s sunny side up~~ 😌😌

Uaena: Unnie, do you like your new haircut???🥹🥹🥹 You look totally cool and pretty 🐥🐥🐥

IU: It’s da best when it’s thoroughly dried!!! B E S T B E S T!!! Even without styling, I’m able to naturally achieve that ‘effortlessly cool’ look (for my hair)!!

Uaena: Unnie, but do you always get mosquito bites on your face only and not elsewhere??!! 🦟

IU: Ah I know right!!!!!! 😡😡😡

Uaena: How’s the condition of your ears? Everyone was worried seeing you touch/adjust your in-ear monitor during Woori Momo Concert ㅠㅠ How I wish I could give my eardrums to you, sighs 🥲

IU: Huh during Momo Concert?!? My ears were totally fine!! I removed the in-ear monitors cause there was a serious audio latency when I was on the thrust stage! I really wanted to go on the thrust stage~~ there would be serious latency issues if I go~~ 🥹🥹 but (in the end) I decided to just go up and enjoy myself!! 💃💃🕺🏻

Uaena: Unnie, instead of LMR (lunch menu recommendation), please recommend a hangover menu (good for sobering up),,

IU: Beef Bone Soup!! Clear beef bone soup go go!!

IU: Sliced radish kimchi!! Go go!!

Uaena: How can unnie be such a nice person.. What’s the secret to your kindness?🫧🐥

IU: I’m actually not that kind.. (My kindness / cordiality) is only reserved for people I like.

Uaena: What’s your favorite food these days? (Apart from the tasty Domino’s Pizza) Is it still ramen? Is there a specific menu that comes to your mind when you’re craving for yummy food while busy filming in the countryside?

IU: Ah.. I want to have a whole bowl of hot cup noodles (now)….🥲

Uaena: Unnie, what are you having for lunch?

IU: Kimchi fried rice 😍 (inserts lunch photo)

Uaena: Mom.. I (UAENA) became a donor of 300 million won………

IU: Did you get permission from your mum???! 🫢

*TL note: Op was referring to the ₩300M donation that IU made under the name of IUAENA on her 15th debut anniversary.

Uaena: Thank you for making me a dignified and confident fan for 15 years, my baby 💓

IU: (Inserts) shrugging shoulders (feeling proud of myself) + wiggling butt emoticons 🩵

Uaena: Unnie, how’s the spot on your face that was kissed by the mosquito? Is it less swollen now after waking up from sleep? 🥹

IU: This lil bas.. Are you really a mosquito..? (Inserts reddish swollen cheek side profile pic)

Uaena: This was uploaded on EDAM’s IG, did Unnie really write this??!? Today’s From. IU and now this, I’m getting emotional again because of the amazing person you are 🥹 (inserts caption from Edam’s post:

“‘You can do it’

‘You’re the best’

‘Thank you’

‘You’ll be alright’

‘I miss you’

‘I love you’

and, ‘Yes’.

UAENA’s words that have saved me for the past 15 years.

Thanks to UAENA, I’ve become an adult who believes in miracles.

I believe in UAENA.

That’s why I believe in the power of love that people create ❤️

Let’s meet until we’re sick of each other for another 15 years!

-Y’all’s Jieun”)

IU: Yes, I wrote the message from the bottom of my heart! 🫶

Uaena: Honestly I wish you can give us just one spoiler related to your new album.. 😏

IU: It’s warm yet kew (cold)…🥶

Uaena: Is your filming schedule fully packed today too? Stay healthy always~ Do we need to prepare some tonic for IU~~~?

IU: It’s totally full today! But I’m in a really good mood~~~ I can’t control it💃🏻💃🏻🕺🕺🕺

Uaena: Jingjjang, do you like snacks with roasted nuts in them? Is there a fruit that you don’t like? I’ll take note 🤭 Cheering you on today as well! I love you 😘

IU: I don’t think I go for snacks with nuts in them!! I like all fruits, but my throat gets dry recently when I eat melon, to the extent that my skin breaks out the next day? 🫢🫣

Uaena: Our (relationship) is still mutual for the 15th year right??

IU: It’s mutual. There’s no room for negotiation.

Uaena: How’s your preparation for the fan concert going??

IU: The atmosphere is crazy!!!

Uaena: Unnie unnie, shall we scatter pretty petals between us today too? (inserts cute picture of a rabbit scattering petals, made using symbols)

IU: Ah adorable ㅜㅜ Your words are even cuter than the emoticon ㅠㅠ🩵

Uaena: Unnie, can you feel my love? 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 (inserts pic of stick man jumping off a ladder out of a helicopter while declaring ‘Unnie I love you!!!!!!💜’)

IU: kekekeke No!!! Why would you jump off like that?!!!!

Uaena: 💜💜 It’s my birthday next week! Can you wish me a happy birthday🥹?

IU: Happy birthday ❤️❤️ Have a joyful birthday ❤️❤️

Uaena: Honestly, I have no idea why tang hu lu is trending. To me, there’s IU who is fresher than fruits, sweeter than sugar coating and also splatters/bounces and is more lovely than fruit juice.

IU: But because you can’t chew and eat IU…🥲

Uaena: Did you see that the box office for Golden Hour crossed the 45000 mark?? The power of uaenas is daebak (amazing) 😆

IU: Oh my gosh?!?!?! Daebak……

Uaena: Unnie, what’s the reason that the Sunday fan concert is one hour earlier??🤭 ((Don’t tell me it’s so you can have more en-encore..?🥺

IU: Because people need to go to work the next day….🤫

Uaena: Jieun unnie, the fan concert is 360 degrees, so during LILAC fanchant, how do we know which is left and which is right? 🪻🩷

IU: So I’m boldly not. going. to. sing. LILAC!

Uaena: I should have cup noodles in place of unnie then

IU: So this is how it is.. Whenever I have cup noodles, my mum and dad would go, ‘Aigoo why are you having cup noodles?’ and I would reply ‘lulu(lala) this tastes the most delicious to me thoughhh~~’ and just eat it anyway. Now uaena are having cup noodles at this hour and I feel like saying, ‘aii why are you having cup noodles?’ keke

Uaena: Unnie, is chestnut bread also a serious bread??? I have it at home.

IU: Chestnut? = That’s cute, isn’t it?

Bread? = That’s cute, isn’t it?

Chestnut + bread? = Definitely cute…

Uaena: Your small face in the (mosquito bite) picture is really pretty 🩷 Ahh so pretty. Have a good lunch!! I’ll be back after I have my school lunch.

IU: School lunch ㅠㅠ so cute..ㅠㅠ

Uaena: How about doing the SWF Smoke challenge during your fan concert??😃😃

IU: kekeke Don’t make fun of me

Uaena: Unnie, the mosquito that landed on your cheek is actually me. I gave you a kiss and left 💜

IU: Caught you. You s…

IU: You s..sweet.. hehe..

Uaena: Whose idea was it to put the heart sticker 💙 on your cheek yesterday~?! It was totally lovely and cute!!!🧚✨

IU: It was Seo-wook, my makeup artist’s idea 😝😝❤️

Uaena: Have you received the 15th anniversary books???????? Did you? How were they? 💗🎂(Inserts photo of books that fans gave IU)

IU: I haven’t received them yet.. because I haven’t gone home yet…ㅠㅠ

Uaena: Did you see the song that China fans wrote in commemoration of your 15th anniversary? We put all our love for unnie into the song! 🥰 Once again! Happy 15th anniversary!🎉🥳

IU: I heard the quality is amazing

I’m so touched wuwu ㅠㅠ (written in Chinese)

Uaena: I heard you changed direction drastically during the preparation process of your album. Have you gone from ‘drifting’ to ‘desire’?? Ah~~~~ I’m so curious

IU: I’m going with both.. at the same time!!! 😈😈😈🔥🔥

Uaena:

🫳🏻🫳🏻🫳🏻🫳🏻🫳🏻

🐥🐥🐰🐥🐥

Pat pat pat IU is doing a good job

Pat pat pat IU is the best

IU: Bob bob wiggle butt IU is the B E S T

Bounce bounce shrug shrug shoulders IU is the B E S T the B E S T

Uaena: Noona, have you seen the books that uaena wrote for your 15th anniversary…? (inserts photo of the books again)

IU: I just checked and my agency has received them and are strictly guarding them so no one can take them away!

Uaena: Noona, I’m working part-time at a tang hu lu shop. It’s really tiring ㅜ This is not easy.. 😣😰😱

IU: Oh my.. It must be really tiring… Be careful not to prick yourself with the sticks.. Eat a couple when you have time for a break and be careful not to cut the roof of your mouth..

Uaena: Noona, 6th gen is dayookie and now that 7th gen is approaching, I’m getting more curious about what it will be. Lee Jidong assistant manager will make an appearance then too, right?😏

IU: What about a chilpan to77 | ? (TL note: Chilpan means blackboard and has ‘chil’ in it which means 7, whereas ‘tokki’ means rabbit and IU used ‘77 |’ for the ‘kki’ part.)

Uaena: Unnie, have you changed the deciding factor between serious bread and playful bread from the taste to the name now…? kekekekeke what about croquette then..? Doesn’t the name ‘croquette’ sound cute?

IU: Croquette is no cute….🙅🏻‍♀️

Uaena: Unnie do you like nighttime?

IU: I’m done filming~~~ I’m done filming~~~~~💃🏻💃🏻🕺

Translated by IUteamstarcandy with love

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

[sweetpeaches666]

Did Ben also had his lil chillies when he turned 16? (By Necrofriggians standards 80s means someone is 16 in human years)

Even if Necrofriggians doesn’t stick with their parents, but man, imagine Ben’s Necrofriggians dad being happy tears to meet his grandchildren.

Funny enough, someone asked me this question, but I'm more than happy to answer again.

Ben does have his Necrofriggian children here. But unlike how it was in canon, Carl and Sandra were told by Max about Ben laying eggs, so they're more prepared to help their son.

However, the show never actually explains what exactly is the Necrofriggian 80 birth cycle. Because that has always bothered me since the episode Save the Last Dance.

Is the cycle an event that happens every 80 years and the entire species go through it at the same time, including the ones who weren't born in the natural Necrofriggian way and are a little younger than the rest? Or do some Necrofriggians simply lay eggs after 80 years while others don't and wait their turn?

Because Ben was 15 when he laid his eggs. Did he lay eggs while not knowing that the rest of the Necrofriggian species were also having kids at the same time? Or was it because the Necrofriggian donor's 80 cycle began and Big Chill was simply reacting to their instincts?

Now back to the question. Ben's Necrofriggian father is starting to get used to parenting Ben since his species doesn't raise their offspring. So they didn't appear in Ben's life until Ben turned 16, and by then, Ben's Necrofriggian children were already born. Ben's Necrofriggian parent becomes fond of their grandchildren. But he does ask Carl, Sandra, and Max how to be both parent and grandparent.

[simplegenius042]

OC(s) interviews

Wasn't tagged but was invited by @onehornedbeast in an open tag.

Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @shallow-gravy @carlosoliveiraa @strangefable @voidika @g0dspeeed @strafethesesinners @adelaidedrubman @thewanderer-000 @josephslittledeputy @vampireninjabunnies-blog @neverthesameneveranother @derelictheretic @deputyash @purplehairsecretlair @ec-10 @gaeadene @henbased @inafieldofdaisies @inthewinedarksea @jacobmybeloved @ladyoriza @minilev @wrathfulrook @direwombat @cassietrn @chazz-anova @nightbloodbix @softtidesworld @snake-in-the-garden @corvosattano and @trashcatsnark + anyone else who would like to join in (or just read this as I am under the impression I'm a bit late)

Got three characters ready to roll out. My very late WIP post is also almost complete, but that will come at a later time... and maybe something else.

Calvin Dearing (The Untitledverse, Original Works (& Various Fandoms))

Name: Calvin Dearing

Nicknames(s): Cal, Carl. (More TBA).

Gender: Male.

Star Sign: Cancer.

Height: Around 5ft 6inch.

Orientation: Demisexual.

Nationality/Ethnicity: African-American.

Fave Fruit: PLUMS. Don't go near this man while he's having plums, he will not share and is prepared to debate or fight anyone who wants one depending on his mood.

Fave Season: Autumn.

Fave Flower: Honeysuckle.

Fave Scent: Honestly? The smell of books or the wood in studios. Brings back good memories to when he was alive.

Coffee, Tea, or HC: Caffeine fiend, just like Joaquin. Trying to replace coffee with tea.

Average Hours of Sleep: Used to be like 5 or 6. Since having died, he doesn't need sleep but does rest/meditate like 3 or 4 hours, maybe less, to conserve energy.

Dog or Cat Person: Probably a cat, but would prefer to keep something "simple" alive... like a fish.

Dream Trip: This man wanted to visit Australia, Germany, Japan and Sweden when he was alive but money was severely limited since Terrance Carmine was a greedy bastard. Being a Dream Spirit he has to deal with multiversal travel which is free but way more dangerous than simple traveling would have been.

Favourite Fictional Character: Mickey Mouse.

Number of Blankets They Sleep With: One when he was alive. Now that he's dead he doesn't really feel the need for one since everything's a mess of hot and cold for no reason.

Random Fact: Calvin was one of Terrance Carmine's most loyal employees, and was even the one to insist Terrance use the opportunity of WW1 to spark popularity into their cartoons to spread propaganda to have others join the military. It was very profitable, however once the war was over, the very thing that gave meaning to the cartoons Calvin and Terrance made was no gone, and their animations irrelevant, leading to the studio bankrupting. Terrance wasn't very happy with Calvin, and invited him for one last talk before closing the studio for good.

Silva Omar (Far Cry The Silver Chronicles, Far Cry 5 + Far Cry New Dawn)

Name: Sylvester "Silva" Omar

Nickname/s: Sylvie, Silva, The Boa, The Muse, The Deputy. (More TBA).

Gender: Female (Intersex).

Star Sign: Capricorn.

Height: Around either 5ft 8inches or 5ft 9inches. She'd likely grow a little more taller from age and her father's late genetics.

Orientation: Demiromantic Lesbian.

Nationality/Ethnicity: Spanish with Arabic origins (on her egg donor's side).

Fave Fruit: The classic apple.

Fave Season: Spring.

Fave Flower: Lavender.

Fave Scent: Hot chocolate and Bliss.

Coffee, Tea or HC: Coffee, but she's moving on to tea.

Average Hours of Sleep: Very inconsistent. She has insomnia and reoccurring nightmares that keep her up/wake her up. Less than seven hours on a good night and less than five on a bad one. She does take time to rest or nap throughout the day so there's that.

Dog or Cat Person: She doesn't mind either. Before the Reaping, she'd want nothing to do with dogs, cats or any other animal because she can't really afford to keep something alive while barely functioning herself. During the Reaping she gets a dog, a cougar and a bear.

Dream Trip: Spain and anywhere in the Middle East, actually. The former because after having to repeatedly lie she was born there for majority of her life in America, she got curious about what it is actually like there, and wanted to connect connect with the culture more, without her father's input or stain on it all. The latter was mainly to connect with heritage. Unfortunately, no thanks to the Collapse, she's not going to be going to either for a long while, if at all.

Favourite Fictional Character: Frankenstein's Monster.

Number of Blankets They Sleep With: Silva sleeps with two blankets.

Random Fact: Silva despises the snow and the winter, however does enjoy breezy cold nights. Also here's a sad fact; Silva doesn't really celebrate Christmas on account that most of her family and friends are dead, she's a recluse and Christmas is her late sister's (Elsa's) birthday, which Elsa died a day or two after.

Hatsukami Hinode (Life, Despair & Monsters, Miraculous Tales of Ladybug & Chat Noir (+ Various Fandoms))

Name: Hatsukami Hinode

Nickname/s: Suka, Hats. (More TBA).

Gender: Male.

Star Sign: Aries.

Height: Hatsukami will tell you he is 5ft 4inches. Icarus' body's height is actually 5ft and 8inches.

Orientation: Hatsukami isn't really interested in those kind of stuff, unlike Icarus and Xavier.

Nationality/Ethnicity: Japanese.

Fave Fruit: Cherries.

Fave Season: Spring.

Fave Flower: Daisies.

Fave Scent: Freshly baked stuffed chocolate Croissants.

Coffee, Tea or HC: Milkshakes.

Average Hours of Sleep: 10 to 13 hours. He oversleeps.

Dog or Cat Person: Dog person.

Dream Trip: If he could, he would go around the world.

Favourite Fictional Character: Spongebob Squarepants.

Number of Blankets They Sleep With: Three. Icarus and Xavier hate it.

Random Fact: The Hinode family assumed that Hatsukami's behaviour was a result of repressed emotional growth. They had not realised that Hatsukami was one in three alters. ALSO! Hatter (the interdimensional parasite that Xavier had unknowingly ingested while fronting) credits his name in honour of Hatsukami after bonding with the young lad.

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FusionFall Headcanons: Nano Non-combative Roles

While most nanos stay with their own IE Donors, only around three nanos are actively on one team at any given time, as per recommendation of the Nano Project. However, there are ways for nanos to spend their time assisting in the war effort other than fighting or training.

In general, all nanos may help with the Nano Project itself. Regular checkups already give the scientists behind the project a steady stream of long-term data to work with. Older nanos given boosts to their power/abilities may see lab time or surveillanced practice in the field so that they train them in a controlled environment. Depending on the nano, they may also be used as mini mentors to assist others with more backward, disagreeable, or easily-frightened personalities. This practice isn't done so much to better prepare nanos as fighters as it is a means of encouraging positive relationships between new nanos and IE Donors via example. For instance, Courage nanos may be able to convince each other to act more bravely, learning how to lean on their IE Donors and know when their IE Donors will need to lean on them.

The extent of a nano's antidote ability is always being tested. They are easily capable of defending their IE Donors from the toxic effects of fusion matter. When they aren't running this defense, they may also be in charge of purging fusion matter from supplies or small areas--granted it is very hard to nearly impossible for them to directly affect the land itself, especially where the infection is already pretty bad. (In fact, they don't really cover much ground at all and can often risk pushing themselves too much in the attempt. The reason for this difficulty is due to the much wider range of the land as a target.) There was a strong need for this in the Future, with the amount of food and clean water available shrinking and little uncontaminated earth to grow more from.

Nanos with the radar ability are often put on sentry duty. This ability allows them to track large movements of fusion monsters in the event the latter conduct coordinated attacks to different areas. They may also be added to supply teams, along with nanos with the guard ability.

Nanos capable of increasing the speed or jump height to large amounts of people at once may assist in community evacuations. This increases the overall survival rate in an area, hurrying along and rescuing potential stragglers while soldiers focus their attention on defeating the monsters in-chase instead. Nanos with the sneak or recall abilities may also be included for this sort of job, but this is more often the case in dire situations where civilians have been closed-off by Fuse's army and/or are in need of rescue.

Speaking of rescuing, Treasure Finders can do more than just locate Coco's eggs to add to our stash. If groups such as supply teams go missing, Treasure Finders may be able to track down their location based on whatever they're carrying. Every now and then, Mac and other soldiers have needed help tracking down Coco herself this way.

On the rarer side, nanos with the revive ability--particularly those capable of handling lost souls like Grim's and Demongo's--might be in-charge of finding missing soldiers found/believed to be dead that did not respawn at a Resurrect 'Em. These nanos may be familiar with the Underworld, in case a soul went where it wasn't supposed to yet, or have the dangerous job of investigating soul stealers. Many of these nanos were sent out during the missing heroes incident.

Any nano with a health ability has the potential to join medic teams. However, nanos capable of making/manifesting food, such as Eddy (jawbreakers), Eduardo (fries), Rigby (java jolt), Cheese (candy), Chowder (blormed milk) and Grim (heebie jeebie juice) may be added to cooking duty. If they're too destructive to be trusted in the kitchen, their ability may instead be used to create imaginary foods as simple medicines that could deter fusion matter along with other varying effects. This was another valuable asset in the Future.