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BUILD A BIRTH VOL. 2 - now with birth denial options!

send an ask with a string of emojis from below to build a birth prompt!

CARRIER GENDER

🤰  female 🫃  male 🫄  nonbinary

TYPE OF BIRTH

🍼 human 🥚 egg ❔ nonhuman (specify)

NUMBER OF BABIES

1️⃣  Singleton 2️⃣  Twins 3️⃣  Triplets 4️⃣  Quads #️⃣  Other (Specify)

LOCATION

🌲  forest 🏖️  beach 🏠  home 🚜  farm 🏢  office building 🏥  hospital 🛒  store 🚃  train/subway 🚗  car 🚌  bus ⛵  boat ✈️  plane 🧭  other (requestor specify)

MANNER OF DENIAL

🩲  tight clothing 🫴  holding head 🖐️  pushing baby back in 🔒  chastity belt 🪢  legs tied together 🤸  bad positions 💬  being told not to push 🛑  refusing to push 💊  medication 🔌 plug/other toy 🚩  forced denial 🏳️  willing denial 🃏  other (requestor specify)

POSITIONS

🧍  standing 🪑  sitting 🧎  kneeling 🙇  all fours 🛌  laying down 🦵  squatting 💧  water birth 🧘  other (requestor specify)

COMPLICATIONS

🦶  footling breech 👣  frank breech 🍳  posterior baby 💪  shoulder dystocia 💨  precipitous (extremely short) labor 🐢  prolonged labor ⌛  overdue

BONUSES!

🎚️  macrosomia (9+ lbs baby) 🧠  didn't know they were pregnant ⁉️  surprise twin/triplet/multiple 💦  orgasmic birth ⚡ rapid preg/birth

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special christmas poll!

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Okay! Hear me out:

A charachter with wings needing to pee…

•The wings flutter and twitch involuntarily when they need to pee. Makes flying harder and they stumble a lot more as they do it.

•A character that holds themself with the help of their wings. Like maybe a character with big wings discreetly folds the wings over themself so that they can grab and hold better in secret.

•A character peeing behind their wings for privacy.

•A character trying to secretly pee into a bottle/jar/object behind their wings with other people around because they cannot hold it anymore.

Bonus: if their face gives it away that they are pissing their brains out behind the folded wings.

•OR a character with insect wings that fold down tries to hide their wetting (like one might with tying a jacket around their waste) but can’t because the translucent wings.

• If a character has feathered wings maybe as they finally let loose the feathers puff out as they pee shiver?

Bonus: if a character starts wetting mid-flight and just has to keep flying even though their wings keep shuddering because it feels so good and if they slow down they’ll just full-on pee themself and fall from the sky while doing it

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A character with a tail needing to pee:

•The tail being used to help grab themself while their hands are occupied. Or maybe they keep trying to get feeling by holding with a tail but it’s just not quite long enough…

•A character with a tail trying so hard not to pee and making it not obvious they have to go. But their stupid tail keeps flying to their crotch and making it obvious just how close they are to exploding…

•A character’s tail wagging incessantly as they pee because it feels so good and they can’t help it…

•Using a tail to hide a wet patch…

(Cat people, devil tails, werewolves, goblins and other fantasy monsters, lizard tails, this works for all kinds!!)

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When charachters have omo thoughts….

•A character that thinks ‘gotta pee’ or ‘have to go’ over and over again while holding

•Cursing inwardly as they leak

•A character that encourages themself to hold, to just keep it all in, just like that, don’t leak

•Characters spiraling when they think about water, then desperately trying to squirm themselves into not leaking

•Characters thinking they’re not gonna make it…

BONUS:

Their friend/SO/other character can read minds.

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i just figured something out..

I actually really like Omorshi or whatever you wanna call it. Like I don’t know if anyone has ever thought about it but it can actually be a good source of character development if you try hard enough. Unless you’re more like me and just want to think about fictional people suffer but especially when it comes to villains.. on god I love that stuff especially when you know that they definitely deserve to be humiliated or even just borderline embarrassed of themselves. However I’m not entirely into wetting, in fact I’m more into ether extreme holding or just plain unintentional bladder control. But that’s all I’m interested in for right now.

Hope you folks have a wonderful day!

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Have a super sweet Valentine’s Day~❤️

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Inconvenient birth/birth denial RP [asks open]

Are we on a date at a restaurant enjoying a last meal out as a couple before the baby comes. Did we decide to go out for dinner regardless of my labour, just to see how long I’d last at the table with my ever increasing contractions?

Maybe we’re at a family function (wedding / funeral /christening) and I’m squirming next to you in the pew trying to ignore the pain rippling my belly and the increasing need to push...

Perhaps we’re on a train home after a weekend away, trying to make it back to our house for the home birth we wanted. But when the train stutters to a halt we’re jolted in our seats and my waters break.

Tell me where we are and what we’re doing when you whisper in my ear “Don’t push”

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Damn, idk what it is about the way you draw Barnaby, but he makes my pussay quake severly.

Catergory 5 Earthquake type a shit

I just want that DAWG in me, man—

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story beats for my latest nsfw oc that I’ve created

❤️His name is bluster j. Prancerson by the way🤍

Bluster sat in his bathroom, staring at the little reindeer-specific pregnancy test on the counter like it was a ticking time bomb. His antlers twitched with every thought racing through his mind, and his reflection in the mirror looked just as frazzled as he felt.

“Ahhh… shoot,” he muttered, his Brooklyn accent thickening as panic set in. “Not again. Not again.”

The bathroom was silent except for the sound of the wind whistling outside. He groaned, rubbing his face with his hooves. “How does this even keep happenin’? I thought I was careful this time! Well… mostly careful…”

His mind flashed back to his time with the moose herd, specifically one particularly long evening under the stars with Ridge. He groaned again. “Oh, come on!”

He got up, pacing the tiny bathroom. “Alright, Bluster, think. You can’t panic. You’ve been here before. What’s the worst that can happen? More chaos? More responsibility? Nah, you’ve already got a herd’s worth of oopsie kids! What’s one more, right? No big deal…”

But as he caught sight of his reflection again, the sight of his rounder midsection made him pause. “Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no. It’s already startin’, ain’t it?” He prodded his belly, half expecting it to respond. “I don’t need this right now! I’ve got flights to train for, gifts to deliver—Prancer’ll never let me live this down!”

There was a knock on the door.

“Blust? You okay in there?” Prancer’s cheerful voice called.

Bluster froze, the test still sitting incriminatingly on the counter. “Uh… yeah! Yeah, I’m fine! Just, uh, tripped over somethin’!”

“Tripped? In the bathroom?” Prancer sounded skeptical.

“Y-Yeah! Real slippery tiles, y’know?” Bluster replied, sweat beading on his forehead.

“Well, hurry up! Your cocoa’s getting cold!” Prancer chirped before trotting off.

Bluster sighed, leaning against the sink. “Cocoa… great. More sugar cravings. Just what I need.”

He looked back at the test, the little plus sign staring him down like it was mocking him. “Alright, kid,” he muttered under his breath. “Guess it’s just you and me now. But don’t expect this to be easy, ya hear? You’re gonna be lucky if I figure out who the heck your other parent even is.”

He picked up the test and tucked it into a drawer, shaking his head. “Shoot… I really gotta start takin’ this whole ‘careful’ thing more seriously.”

As he walked out of the bathroom, he mumbled to himself, “Maybe Ridge’s antlers weren’t the only thing shiny that night… but who’s got time for regrets when ya got a reindeer family reunion on the horizon?”

Flicker: Bluster’s firstborn, Flicker, had been a breech baby—a fact that still haunted him to this day. He vividly remembered pacing nervously, sweating bullets as the midwife reindeer explained what a breech birth meant. “So… they’re comin’ out backwards?!” he’d exclaimed, looking faintly green. When Flicker finally arrived, Bluster panicked and, in a moment of pure fear-fueled denial, decided he “wasn’t ready” and left Flicker to be raised by another reindeer family. He regretted it almost immediately but couldn’t bring himself to reach out—until years later, when Flicker tracked him down. Flicker’s now an adult, and their relationship is awkward but cautiously optimistic.

Mistle: If Flicker’s arrival had been nerve-wracking, Mistle’s birth was downright traumatizing. Her shoulders had gotten stuck on the way out, and Bluster had sworn he’d never seen so many reindeer shouting at once. The midwives eventually managed to help her into the world, but Bluster had spent the following week flat on his back, recovering from the stress. Mistle, now a strong and headstrong young doe, likes to tease him about the incident. “You thought I was stuck? Look at you, still stuck in denial about paying for my braces!”

Blaze: Then there was Blaze, who had decided to take their sweet time. Blaze arrived three weeks late, much to Bluster’s frustration. “Three weeks!” he’d grumbled to Prancer. “Three weeks of waddlin’ around like a parade balloon, and for what?!” When Blaze finally made their debut, Bluster was not prepared for the reality of newborn aesthetics. “Is it supposed to look like that?!” he’d whispered to the midwife, staring at Blaze’s wrinkly, squished face. Blaze grew into their looks eventually, but the family still laughs about how Bluster had tried to put a tiny blanket over their face during their first photo op.

Snowdrift: Snowdrift, his only albino calf, had been a surprise in more ways than one. When Bluster first saw the snowy white fur and pink eyes, he’d blurted out, “Did I accidentally clone myself?!” Snowdrift’s calm, observant nature stood in stark contrast to her father’s chaotic energy. She’d often tilt her head at him, as if trying to figure out what planet he was from. “You’re weird, Dad,” she’d say. “But I guess I like you anyway.”

Reindeer pregnancies typically last about 230 days (around 7.5 months), though in Bluster’s case, carrying triplets likely extended his discomfort and complications. In most reindeer, the pregnancy progresses with the following stages:

First Trimester (0-2.5 months): Minimal outward changes. Bluster probably didn’t realize he was pregnant until he started experiencing morning sickness and odd cravings.

Second Trimester (2.5-5 months): Significant growth as the calves develop, including stronger fetal movements. This is when Bluster likely began feeling the first kicks and noticing his bump becoming more pronounced.

Third Trimester (5-7.5+ months): Rapid weight gain for both the calves and the parent. Bluster’s belly would have grown noticeably larger, and the triplets’ movements would have become more pronounced and visible to onlookers.

For an intersex male like Bluster, these changes might have been more pronounced due to his unique anatomy. His hormonal balance, particularly the increased production of progesterone and estrogen, likely heightened symptoms such as fatigue, mood swings, and cravings.

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Birth/Labor Art Prompts!

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one sentence meme

because I have the afternoon off:

Send me a character + a location + one of the sentences below as a prompt, and I’ll try to write a short paragraph. 

For example: Finn + on a train + 11  List of my OCs here, or try to sell me on someone new.

1. “We need to try, I can’t be pregnant any longer, ’m so uncomfortable.” 2. “Don’t worry, they must be Braxton hicks.” 3. “Yes, I’m sure it’s not twins! How rude.” 4. “I really, really can’t be in labor right now.” 5. “Urgh, I thought morning sickness only happens in the morning…” 6. “I’ll just hold the baby in! I can make it.” 7. “The baby feels so low now.” 8. “I don’t think I can walk.” 9. “I’m not having my baby here!” 10. “I’m stuck and my water just broke.” 11. “Don’t laugh, but I don’t think I can get up on my own.” 12. “I really need to change position.” 13. “My back is killing me!” 14. “The car won’t start!” 15. “It’s only a short flight, we should be alright.” 16. “I’m sure they’ll stop soon!” 17. “No, no, it’s just indigestion. I can’t be in labor now.” 18. “It’s okay, I can hide it a bit longer…” 19. “I swear these fit last week, must’ve shrunken in the wash?” 20. “Urgh, they won’t stop kicking! I just want a break…”

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Happy new year guys, gals, and non-binary pals!💖🎊🗓️💜

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barnaby + going through a rut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (22/06/23)

fandom(s) ; welcome home

fandom masterlist(s) ; sfw | nsfw

character(s) ; barnaby b beagle

outline ; “Can I get hcs for Barnaby going through a rut? I'm 22 BTW”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, rough sex, breeding kink, also a lot of general kinky stuff

note ; playfellowxxx was the tag created by clown and the team specifically for nsfw content — if you don’t want to see that sort of thing then that is the tag to block

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

he tries his best to keep track of when his ruts are meant to happen but there are times where he’ll lose track and they’ll take him by surprise — usually when he’s distracted by something important going on in the neighbourhood

those times are much more difficult since he didn’t have the opportunity to stock up on the sorts of things that usually help his ruts go by smoother

things like sex toys (that get ruined long before the season is over) and good foods (that keep his energy up) and medication to stop him from humping everything in sight since his hormones are constantly through the roof

thankfully, though, in contemporary times he has you to help him when he’s at his most vulnerable — after talking you through everything in advance, when he was in his right mind, to ensure you understood exactly what you were signing up for

and the thing you’re signing up for is a large boyfriend who is horny and hungry 24/7, refuses to leave you alone for even a minute and will growl at anyone who gets too close — at least that’s what he’s like during his rut, usually he’s pretty friendly

you’ll need to stock up on food and drink as there’s very little chance that you’ll have the time or opportunity to make anything proper for yourself — at least not without an erection rubbing against your ass whilst you do it (which, as can be assumed, is very distracting)

aside from very brief breaks for eating and relieving yourself you’re basically going to be stuck in his bed getting fucked into oblivion

ass up with your face buried into a pillow, held up only by his tight grip on your waist as he fucks his cum deeper into your hole(s) — filling you to the brim and beyond until it’s leaking out around his cock, dampening his fur and dripping down your thighs and onto the bed

cheeks and chin wet with drool, tongue lolling out of the side of your mouth, ass and stomach caked in cum and unable to do anything but whimper and sob

overstimulated, mind blanking, practically inflated from how much of his release was stuffed inside of you and being thrown forwards with every single thrust — at his mercy in the truest sense of the word

his pace quick and rough and shallow, not wanting to spend any more time outside of your warmth than he needs

and he’s far from quiet: growling, grunting, panting and muttering strained sentences and intentions beneath his breath

mostly just refers to you as ‘mine’ or some variation thereof as he gets exponentially more possessive when he’s in a rut

every now and then he might switch the position midway through, tossing you onto your back and entering the ‘mating press’ position — but for the most part he sticks with fucking you from behind

leaving claw marks and bruises on your ass, hips and sides

leaving you so overstimulated and fucked out that you can’t even recall your own name — making you his dumb little breeding bitch (even if you’re not someone he can get pregnant)

bites a lot out of instinct — lots on your throat and thighs but he’s also been known to mark up your chest if you’re in a position that allows it

wakes you up with sex, has sex throughout the day and then fucks you to sleep — you will not get a moment’s rest until you’re out cold on an evening

he just can’t help himself — but when he’s in his right mind he will take care of you and make sure that you know how much he appreciates you (gifts, compliments, praise and plenty of oral to make up for all of the rough play you went through for him)

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New comic! “The Rut”

Mild NSFW, suggestive themes, partial nudity. Follow me on Tumblr and Twitter for more debauchery!

Enjoy!