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sugarplumkneecaps · 5 months ago

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I have a cute idea for Shadow. Imagine he and reader have a baby girl and when he asks reader what they should name her, reader suggests Maria. 🥹

A/N: This is such a cute idea and I could totally see this happening! Hopefully I did this wholesome idea justice <3

Namesake

Pairing: Shadow x Reader (gender neutral) C/W: none Genre: Romantic, domestic fluff

A small jab within woke you from your nap, causing you to let out a small groan in pain. You were in the uncomfortable stage of pregnancy at this point, where the baby would stretch out within your abdomen in ways you truly could not understand. Shadow was alerted to your state, blinking into existence next to you. Although he had done this time and time again, his sudden presence startled you.

“Oh, jeez Shadow!” You placed your hand on your chest in an effort to calm your racing heart. The involuntary jump earning you another kick from within.

“What’s wrong?!” Shadow knelt down next to you, his careful hand making contact with your stomach. A look of panicked concern consumed his features.

You placed your hand on his, giving it a light squeeze. “The baby is fine, Shadow. They really enjoy having their foot in my ribs-“ your voice dripping with irritation, “but they’re fine.”

His scarlet eyes met yours, your touch and words bringing him a great deal of comfort.

He had been incredibly diligent (and anal, if you’re being honest) throughout your pregnancy. The amount of research he did in his spare time led him to a forming a strict diet and activity regiment for you to keep you and the baby safe. The first trimester was brutal, as the fear of possibly losing the child drove most of his extreme requests. Getting into the second trimester meant that the initial fear gave way to new ones, but still meant that your restrictions weren’t nearly as... restrictive. You were thankful you could at least broaden your meal item choices at this point.

Shadow’s hand lingered between your stomach and your hand for a long moment before he moved to help you onto your feet. “Your ultrasound is today, love. We should get ready.”

“Would you like to finally find out what the gender is?” Your voice resembling that of a plea. Another thing Shadow was surprisingly picky about was not finding out the gender too soon. When you made mention in the past that knowing the gender might help you choose what to buy for the baby, he simply stated that gender neutral items were more sensible anyway.

He pondered your request again for a long time, “I have your clothes set out on the bed. We don’t want to be late.”

Guess that’s a resounding “no” then. You thought to yourself, letting out an exasperated huff.

Once you were dressed, you both were out the door and on your way to the clinic.

This particular clinic was also specially selected by your partner, which you had little to complain about. The quality of the care you had received there had been incredible, for lack of a better word. Your midwife had chatted with you about each and every concern either you or Shadow had with such care and compassion, ensuring you both felt at ease through each stage of the pregnancy. They were the one who greeted you as you entered the building, a warm smile on their lips.

“Today’s a big day,” they cooed. “You must be excited.”

“Absolutely!” You smiled back, moving your hand to hold Shadow’s.

He squeezed your hand lightly, looking over at you lovingly before you both followed the midwife to the room.

You got comfortable on the bed in the center of the room as Shadow took the padded bench to your side. The lights were dim, with a projector light casting a dark image that would soon be images of your baby on the wall in front of you. This was nothing new for you, but each time you had entered this room for an ultrasound it always felt somewhat surreal.

You were carrying a baby. Your baby. His baby.

The technician joined you shortly after you both were comfortable, greeting you, “Hi again, it’s so nice to see you both! I hope things have been well?”

“Yes, Shadow’s been going through a great deal of trouble to ensure they have been,” you laughed. Shadow let out a small huff under his breath as you and the tech shared a chuckle together.

“Are we wanting to find out the gender today?” they inquired, looking to you.

You bit your lip lightly before opening your mouth to answer.

“Yes.”

To your surprise, it was Shadow who answered. You whipped your head around to look at him, your voice catching. A whisper was all you could manage, “really?”

He nodded, caressing your cheek as he ran a thumb over the blush forming.

The technician was quick to get to work, applying warmed gel to your abdomen before placing the wand against your skin.

A black and white image appeared on the projection in front of you, little features of your baby coming into view. The tech went over each; the hands, the face, the feet. Each bringing you and Shadow a sense of shared joy and relief to see your baby doing so well. The tech paused, inquiring once again, “are we ready to see what gender baby is?”

Shadow held your hand tight, “we’re happy with whatever, as long as they are healthy.”

His anxiety present in his words, you rubbed your thumb over his in an effort to soothe him. “We’re ready.”

The wand moved, as did the image in front of you. At this point you only hoped that the baby would cooperate long enough to discern the sex. The room stood still as the image halted, anticipation hanging in the air.

“Now you see this area here? You’re having a girl.”

A sudden rush of emotions overtook you and Shadow as the information registered. You looked over to see his eyes get wide before he pulled you into a tight hug.

“We’re going to have a girl,” he repeated, as if in a trance.

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You held the roll of ultrasound images in your hand for what felt like an eternity. Things had been quiet, the only sound coming from Shadow prepping dinner in the kitchen.

A baby girl.

Shadow had refused to discuss baby names up to this point, leaving the realm of possibilities open for any number of choices. You played around with a few, saying them under your breath to see which one might stick.

“Dinner is ready,” Shadow called as he plated the food.

You made your way to the table, roll of pictures still in hand. As you sat down, you placed the images to the side of your plate, the ultrasound featuring the words “it’s a girl!” accompanying an identifying circle on top.

Shadow paused to look at it as he brought you your drink, reaching over to plant a kiss on your forehead before sitting across from you.

“Have you thought of a name?”

He took a slow bite and chewed for a moment. “Not yet. Have you?”

You gnawed at your bottom lip (earning you a lighthearted scolding from Shadow) before scooping up a bite of food yourself. The reality was that, yes, you had in fact thought of a name. You had thought of a hundred names. But only one felt right to you. All you were hoping was that he would feel the same.

The long pause between you revealed your answer in part, eliciting a warm smile from your partner. “Well, don’t keep me waiting. What is it?”

Butterflies fluttered through your stomach up to your heart, causing your cheeks to burn as the name repeated over and over in your head. You swallowed hard, “Maria.”

Shadow stopped his movements immediately, his warm smile mixing with an expression you could not decipher. His utensil fell from his hand as he rose from his seat, making his way over to you slowly. You panicked, hoping that you did not offend him.

He grabbed your shoulders and peered into your eyes. You realized the his were welling up with silent tears before he fell to his knees before you. You pulled him into a tight embrace, brushing your fingers through his quills. “Only if-“ you stuttered, his sudden vulnerability catching you off guard. “Only if that’s okay with you-“

He pulled back to look at you, tears falling freely down his cheeks. “It’s perfect.”

#shadow the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog x reader #shadow x reader #sth #anon ask #writing requests #fanfic #domestic fluff #✧*̥˚ requests *̥˚✧

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bloodchapell · 3 months ago

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I would like one from Xeno and/or Staley of how they would be before, during and after pregnancy.

soon to be dad — xeno / stanley

what to expect: suggestive, fem/afab reader, modern au, not stanxeno lmoaoa

your sword's note: thankyu so much for the request dear anon! i only know the basics of pregnancies so i hope this is accurate. more on my mistresslist

xeno

before:

better believe this is a planned pregnancy, this guy is too elegant to have an unplanned baby

after marriage, you both agree that you want a family, but decide to wait for the right moment. once you both feel like it, you start making preparations

everything has to be perfect for the decision to be made. you two have attended parenting courses, gone to therapy, learned everything there is to know, diet is balanced, the finances are good and there is extra money just in case

okay now everything is ready, the only thing missing is getting down and dirty. i feel like he would be saying "we are trying for a baby☺️" to people, kinda offsetting

it takes a few tries, you get oddly upset once you realize you are not pregnant this month again and he comforts you saying you can keep trying (lmaoo)

during:

your period is a single day late and you already know

regardless, you wait a week to take a pregnancy test, and once it comes positive, you get ecstatic

you plan a date for the reveal, he kinda already knows because by that point you would be fussing about not being pregnant yet (this mf knows your cycle). on the date, you finally tell him that you two will be parents. he lifts you up immediately and kisses you

the first trimester is a roller coaster. you don't get morning sickness but the exhaustion has you sleeping all day. he is asking you often how you are doing and does the chores for you, let's you do stuff around because he knows you like being independent

during the second trimester your tiredness calms finally, your bump starts showing and the baby starts moving. xeno is fascinated by this. once the doctors know the gender of the baby, you have a gender reveal party. "hey baby, i am your uncle stan and i think you are going to be american as fuck... i mean, i think you will be a boy."

you and xeno wanted a boy, you got a boy

hormones get the best of you and you yell at xeno for taking so long at work (he took the usual amount of time)

by the third trimester, you take time off your job and stay at home. xeno massages you with oils and talks to the baby about god knows what

after:

your due date was approaching. a week left, everything was ready, the little baby seat in the car and the bag with clothes, you expect your baby to be elegant and therefore on time but your water breaks two days before the due date at 3am

it was a fast delivery, so fast that the baby was out while you were still waiting. you are sitting waiting as the nurses organize the bed for you to lay and you feel the pain become unbearable. the nurse checks and says "well the baby's head is out" oops, a few pushes after, the baby is out

you sit baffled at the bed while the doctors check the baby, the pain still haunts your body but it doesn't matter once they give you your little baby

xeno is scared. he holds the baby awkwardly and looks at him in awe

once back home, you rest and he takes care of everything, there is a big plate of food in front of you and he holds the baby while you eat, then after a bath for you, you lay down holding the baby and he sits besides you admiring you both

stanley

before:

better believe this was not planned

you and stanley had talked about kids, agreeing that maybe in the future you guys can consider it

the way in which things developed was a little different. after coming home from an oddly tortuous mission, he needs you so bad. he has you pinned down, holding your thighs while he fucks you so hard and for some reason when he says that he is close you close your legs around his waist and whisper "put a baby in me, stan..."

he took it literally :/

during:

days go on like normal, everything is fine, life is resumed... until your period is late, you panic and take a test. "you got me pregnant stanley, i am going to kill you!" he is sweating bullets when he hears that, but solves it with, "being a father, i can do it."

since xeno just had a baby (no, not in the mpreg way, in the 'his partner had their baby' way), you both go visit them and their little bundle of evil to ask for some advice

during the first trimester you have violent morning sickness and can only eat bread and milk for breakfast, eggs are a big no, it goes away fast but oh boy was it hell

stanley is so scared of you. mind you this guy is special task force elite soldier leader all that, but even though your belly starts swelling with the baby and you look adorable, one sight of you is making him kneel down and clean the floor and apologize for not being able to carry you up and down so you don't have to walk

in the second trimester you have to go to one of the ultrasounds on your own. you learn that you are having a girl and once you are home you spoil it for him. "i am so excited for our little girl to come home." you say with a grin and he crumbles (he had been so excited to make a gender reveal party)

"hi baby, i am your uncle xeno and i know you will be a menace to society. now gender wise, i am inclined to believe you will be a girl." stanley wanted a boy, you wanted a girl. once he learned he was getting a baby girl (after he recovered from crumbling apart) he was ennamoured

he loves laying by your side and caressing the baby through your skin

has to see you eat the most absurd food combinations. "i am not buying you some honey for those pickles, that has to be radiactive." with a single look though, he is already getting on his car to get the honey

his ford mustang can't fit a baby seat so he has to buy a boring SUV, he hates it but when he installs the seat he doesn't mind it as much

after:

your baby was on time with her due date, there is no rush. you and stanley know what is happening once the water breaks, so he drives you to the hospital calmly

it was a long labor and painful as hell, it is possible you broke a bone in stanley's hand while you squeezed it when pushing

you cursed loudly, mainly at him, and he just nods

"you are so strong" he keeps praising you and encouraging you

the baby finally comes out and she cries, you sigh relieved, the doctors check her. before seeing her though, stanley makes sure you are okay and kisses your forehead thanking you for birthing his baby

she is so tiny and her little brows are furrowed. "she has her mommy's attitude already." stanley laughs holding his baby. seeing the little girl in his hands that has your eye color and his blonde hair ignites a sense of protection in him like no other

he actually has to step out for a second to not cry when the nurse gives you the baby and you two spend your first moments together

"stanley the baby is crying!" you shake him in bed. out of all the sleepless nights on missions, the sleepless nights of the newborn days are the worst, he gets up barely functioning and walks to the baby's crib, picking her up and singing the same song he has been singing for the past days in a robotic tone to try to calm her down but she is fierce and keeps on crying

#x reader #dcst #drst #xeno x y/n #xeno x reader #dr xeno #xeno houston wingfield #xeno wingfield #stanley dr stone #stanley x reader #stanley x y/n #stanley snyder

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starshideurfics · 4 months ago

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Thirsty Thursday - Trying

steddie, omegaverse, mpreg, cw: vomit, cw: miscarriage, angst with a happy ending

Steve knows better than to get his hopes up when he and Eddie start trying for a baby. He knows it can take time. That it isn’t just about throwing out his birth control and getting dicked down three times a week—anything more than that leads to diminishing returns: lower sperm count, less ejaculate. He’s already on prenatal vitamins and he’s eating better; he’s cut alcohol and coffee from his diet.

But it’s not like he expects it to happen right away.

Then he starts puking.

At anything. Weird smells, weird tastes, eating too late in the morning or too early, drinking water too fast. So, he pulls a test out of the bathroom cupboard, pees, waits the five minutes.

Eddie finds him crying in the bathroom twenty minutes later. Steve cried so hard he threw up. But the test has two blue lines, confirmation of the life growing inside him.

Sinking to the floor, Eddie gets his arms around his omega, kisses his temple and pets his hair, and whispers his love and excitement into the skin of Steve’s neck.

They can’t believe it’s happened so fast.

They don’t tell anyone, not even Robin—not even Wayne—because Steve is too nervous, too superstitious.

It doesn’t stop the blood from coming three days before his first prenatal appointment. He calls the office in a panic, and when the nurse says, “Some spotting is normal, even enough to look like a light period, how much blood have you-”

“A lot. I’m already on my third overnight pad today.”

“Oh… I’m so sorry, honey.” After that, she tells him to call again if the bleeding gets worse, or if he faints. That it’s early enough he should be fine managing it at home.

She keeps his appointment slot, so his doctor can do blood work, give him a full physical.

Eddie offers to go with him, but Steve needs a little time alone. Needs a little privacy.

He’s sitting on the exam table, paper under his bare ass, wearing a soft pink hospital gown. “Was it my fault?” He can’t help crying as he asks, explaining about the morning sickness, how he was afraid to eat half the time for fear it would come right back up.

Dr. Greene holds his hand, in both of hers. “No, Steve. This early it usually means something’s wrong with the embryo. Genetic non-viability.”

“Oh?”

“I don’t think the morning sickness helped, but it didn’t cause this. It’s just what happened. And it’s quite common. There’s a reason we say not to announce a pregnancy until the second trimester.”

Steve nods, grateful even if he can’t stop his tears. “Thank you,” he whispers, relieved.

Dr. Greene just squeezes his hand, and walks him through all the tests and checks she wants to do. Steve leaves his appointment with a half-dozen pamphlets, including one with tips for fighting morning sickness.

He spends the afternoon reading, and stocks up on ginger candy in preparation.

Eddie is cautious for the next week, always offering Steve comfort, holding him close and kissing him sweetly. Steve is the one to get back to business, jumping Eddies bones as soon as he has the go-ahead.

It takes two months for them to get pregnant again, and Steve’s morning sickness comes back.

The ginger candy helps, and the ginger ale. Sometimes he does a cold compress on his chest, and it’s enough to stop the urge to vomit. He’ll pinch the skin between his thumb and forefinger, and that helps most of the time.

But not always. Usually, when he first wakes up, or when he gets out of the shower it will hit him hard and fast.

He makes it to ten weeks this time, before the spotting and the cramping. Steve’s at work when it starts and he tells his boss he’s sick, drives straight to the OBGYN office, hoping they can do something.

But he’s already passed a clot, the bleeding worse.

A nurse finds him an empty exam room so he can clean up. Compose himself a little. He calls Eddie at work and tells him the bad news.

“I’m coming, baby, just give me ten minutes, and I’ll be there,” Eddie promises, ready to care for his mate.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll see you at home.”

“Steve!”

“You shouldn’t leave work for this. I’m just gonna go home and lie down.”

Steve hangs up. He feels like a failure.

When Eddie gets home that night, he finds Steve on the couch eating butterscotch ice cream. He plops down next to him, gets an arm around his shoulder, and just lets Steve melt against him. “It’ll be okay, baby. These things take time.”

“I know,” Steve whispers. “I was just really excited this time…”

“As soon as you’re ready, we’ll start trying again.” He pulls Steve into his lap, not even caring that the mostly empty ice cream carton is being squished to his chest. “And no matter what, I will always love you.”

“I love you so much,” Steve murmurs back, pressing his tears to Eddie’s neck.

💔💔💔

Over the next year and a half, Steve loses three more pregnancies before the end if the first trimester. His morning sickness is better by the last one, but it doesn’t seem to matter.

They have another appointment with Dr. Greene, this time to go over their options, and do a bit more testing, but the night before, Steve is distraught. “I can’t do it again,” he whimpers. “I can’t fall in love with another baby that I don’t get to meet. Eddie, I can’t!”

Eddie can’t either. But it’s not his body. He doesn’t feel that same connection Steve does, doesn’t bear the same burden. But he still loved each and every one.

He also can’t stand the thought of Steve suffering again. His mate has been through more than enough.

Then the tests come back, and Dr. Greene smiles kindly. “Steve, there’s nothing in your blood work or health history that should be contributing to this. But the ovum is a robust little cell. In fact, research indicates that problems frequently boil down to sperm count… And quality.”

Eddie freezes. He knows he eats better than he did when he met Steve—Steve feeds him after all—but he has… Bad habits. “How bad is it?” he asks, cringing internally as he thinks about how proud he was to fill his sample cup past the halfway point that afternoon. Pointless alpha preening.

“Your sperm count is actually in the normal range for an alpha your age, which is a good sign, especially knowing you’re a smoker, Eddie. But your motility is low, which means even fewer sperm make it far enough to reach the egg. It means odds of a healthy sperm fertilizing the egg are lowered.”

Eddie squeezes Steve’s hand in apology. “So, it’s my fault,” he says, keeping his voice even.

“This isn’t about placing blame,” Dr. Greene starts.

At the same time, Steve murmurs, “Eddie, no…”

“No,” Eddie says clearly, forcing a smile. “If there’s something I can do, I will.”

He quits smoking cold-turkey, needing the nicotine out of his system. Eddie knows too many guys who traded their pack a day smoking habit for a pack a day of nicotine gum. Every time he even thinks about smoking he snaps a rubber band on his wrist, and remembers how many times he’s found Steve crying over the past two years.

He gets more vegetables in his diet, leafy greens that taste bitter as hell, but he still eats every salad Steve packs fir his lunch.

In the end, the hardest part is exercising. Eddie hates running. He hates it. Even going for a morning run with Steve doesn’t help because Steve does 5K no problem, and Eddie feels like he’s dying after six blocks.

They stop running together, but Eddie keeps running. He goes to a weekly yoga class and starts swimming laps at the Y.

He and Steve take a break from sex. Then, when they do have sex, they use protection. Steve won’t risk it. Not yet.

They wait neatly a year, Eddie asking to have his sperm checked at his annual physical. There’s no pride this time in how much he managed to jizz in the sample cup, only the relief at being told, “Your sperm count is on the high end of average, with good motility. Overall, everything looks healthy, but if you’d like a referral to a specialist, I can give you one.”

Eddie calls Steve with the good news, promising that they can wait as long as Steve wants before they start trying again, that the lifestyle changes are sticking around.

Steve tells Eddie to get his ass home. Right away.

Eddie finds Steve in the bedroom, wearing lingerie for the first time in a couple years. He’s seated on their bed in the prettiest lilac silk, and he stands as soon as Eddie’s through the door, pouncing on him. “I love you, Eddie,” he mumbles between kisses.

“Love you so much, baby,” Eddie murmurs back, ready to celebrate their small victory. He guides Steve back to the bed, ready to worship his beautiful tits as soon as he’s unwrapped them.

He touches Steve everywhere. Kisses him everywhere. Holds him close once they are both naked and sweaty. He reaches for the bedside table, but Steve stops him. “No condom,” he whines. “I’m ready.”

“Are you sure?”

“Eddie, you’ve spent the past year getting healthy for this, for us. It sounds like it worked.” Steve reaches down, takes Eddie’s hard cock in hand, stroking him roughly, the way he likes. “Let’s try again,” Steve says with finality. “Let’s make a baby.”

💕💕💕

A year later, Steve is seven months pregnant and glowing. He had some morning sickness this time, but it went away before the second trimester. Now, he has to pee. All the time. And he’s always hungry.

Eddie dotes on him, making sure even his wildest craving are satisfied, which includes an astounding amount of pickled jalapeños and tapioca pudding. But he’s right on track, everything routine, perfectly healthy.

It’s all worth it. Soon, they’ll get to meet their little girl.

#steddie #omegaverse #fanfiction #omega steve harrington #alpha eddie munson #stranger things fic #ficlet #mpreg #thirsty thursday #cw: miscarriage

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mattsunsdollie · 28 days ago

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fixating on how kylian mbappe would react to you being pregnant. neither of you were truly prepared for it, and it came out of no where. you had starting complaining about your breasts being sore.

kylian knew your boobs often got sore when your period came. and then it did come, which calmed his mind. but then you mentioned it was heavier than usual.

and although you didn’t follow a diet, you started eating at non normal times for you. he would find you up in the middle of night in the kitchen. he didn’t tell you anything about it, deciding if your body needed it at 2am then so be it.

after weeks of feeling off, the final straw was seeing olives on kylians plate. you absolutely hated olives, but they looked so good on his plate. you couldn’t help it, you picked it up and ate it. cleaning the pit completely and kylian just looked at you.

that same day you made a doctors appointment, wanting blood work to have a more solid confirmation.

when the day came, the doctors ran the tests and it quickly came back that you were pregnant. the room was silent, you just looked at kylian. the doctor revealed you were almost done with the first trimester.

after the doctor left you both alone, you just looked at the ceiling, not sure what to say. you closed your eyes, it was scary for you- kylian hadn’t reacted.

then you felt his had on your stomach, and he placed a warm kiss on it. he didn’t have to say much at the moment, because you were also left speechless.

but after that, kylian is buying any and everything he can for the baby. even if he doesn’t know the gender yet. he buys books and takes photos of your bump weekly.

makes you do a photo shoot with a different fruit or vegetable that shows how big the baby is. he’d create an album full of photos from your pregnancy.

and when he finds out it’s a boy he’s beyond excited. he’ll claim that he knew because of an old wives tail that boys give their mom more beauty, and you looked extra beautiful while pregnant.

he’ll pamper you beyond belief during your pregnancy. he won’t let you lift a finger for anything or bend over.

he gets you all of the cravings. even if it’s in the middle of the night and you want ice cream he’ll go to the 24 hours shop and buy it. he learned to stock up on things just in case.

during your last trimester he buys you a bunch of raspberry tea and has his mom cook you a bunch of high protein foods. he also makes sure you bounce on a yoga ball and go on small walks. he read that doing all of that makes labor easier.

he’s the one who packs the hospital bag and organizes everything for the baby. and when you’re in labor he’s so supportive. he’ll let you squeeze his hand even if it feels like you’re going to break his finger.

he’ll push the hair away from your forehead. kisses your temple after every push, and when he sees his baby boy for the first time he feels as though his life is complete.

kylian would be nervous to cut the umbilical cord, but he knew it had to be done. and when he sees you exhausted in bed with the baby boy in your arms he can’t stop the water dripping down his face.

#mattsunsdollie #kylian x you #kylian fluff #kylian x reader #kylian fanfic #kylian imagines #kylian mbappe imagine #real madrid mbappe #mbappe x reader #mbappe fanfic #mbappe imagine #mbappé #dollierequests

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sh1ggyluvrr · 4 months ago

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Unexpected. (Shigaraki x f! Reader)

Tomura has been acting weird and you've been feeling weird so you decide to take a pregnancy test… No quirks AU! Part 2, Word Count: 1.7K

TW: Pregnancy sex, a little bit of breasts/tit play, breeding kink, other then that it’s pretty vanilla in my opinion…

A/N: I’m so sorry this tool so long—very very busy as usual..

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ:

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Pregnancy was not easy for either of us. I knew I'd have a difficult time but this was preposterous. Upon the first trimester, my diet was completely out the door. I'd be dining on any weird and outlandish thing my mind could think of, eating it down like it was my last meal on Earth. My mood plummeted over the span of a few weeks. Tomura was wary of my moods and my cravings. No matter how odd my meal suggestions were, he'd do his best to accommodate me. There was no judgment when feeding me. He gave me tons of space.

I didn’t have a reason to be remorseful, Tomura was doing a lot for me but I still felt… impatient. One slip-up would have me yelling at him. One petty mistake had me fuming and throwing a tantrum. Of course, I'd come to my senses a couple of hours after and realize how shitty I was treating him—but I couldn't control it. I'd get angry for a few hours, cry, eat, sleep for 2, then do it all over again. I was already tired and regretting my decision to keep this spawn of Satan. I think Tomura realized this and decided to take a different approach to caring for me.

He had just gotten home, he was harboring bags of groceries. He took them inside and laid them on the kitchen table. I heard when the door opened and made my way downstairs. “Did you get it? The food I mean….” I said, standing beside him as I looked down at the bags. He nodded, his hand made its way around my waist then his lips made contact with my cheek.

“What are you doing??”

“Being affectionate… like what you said.”

“Stop it, I don't want it right now.”

“Oh, well I couldn't help it. You look so good now that you’re showing…”

I looked down at myself. I'd been so moody lately, that I hadn't even noticed the development of the baby. I pouted, my face becoming that of annoyance. I scoffed a low ‘Whatever’ as I rummaged through the bag for the snacks I had asked for. I took them upstairs, not bothering to make any further conversations with him. At the moment, I didn't care for bonding or affection whatever he wanted to refer to it as, I wasn't having it.

I eventually finished my snacks and threw the empty wrappers in the trash can that was placed beside the bed. I yawned, finally feeling drowsy. My thoughts ran through what he said earlier. ‘Was I already showing?’ I lifted my shirt and looked down at my stomach. I poked at it, no movement. Of course not, it was too early for any of that. I pouted, and feelings of sadness and emptiness rushed over me. I was being such a pain to the one person who was there to help me. I didn't realize the door had been pushed open, revealing Tomura’s figure. He stood there for a moment before I met eyes with him. Tears streamed down my face, the alarms going off in his brain upon noticing the glisten in my teary eyes.

“I'm sorry… I’m being such a—a brat I..”

He walked over to the side of the bed, and it sank under his weight. He placed a gentle hand on my exposed stomach that did, in fact, have a small bump in it. “There’s no need to apologize… I understand it's the baby messing with your hormones,” he murmured in a humbled tone. His hand then trailed up to my face to wipe my tears away. I sniffled, too ashamed to make eye contact with him. His finger made its way under my chin to lift my face. His lips made contact with my soft ones. I didn’t fight nor did I cuss him out. I melted in against him. My lips moved against his.

My hands found their way to his torso. He broke the kiss, his lips making their way down to my jawline and then to my neck, planting sensual kisses against my skin. I made small noises at the contact. He moved his face a few inches away from my skin, and his voice came in a low breathy hum, “Are you sure…?” I nodded without having to think about it.

He gently laid me down on my back before resuming his attack on my neck. I could tell he was leaving big hickies across my neck. “I’ve been missing this…,” he murmured against my supple skin. He placed his hands under my shirt before lifting it over my head. I hadn’t been wearing a bra because of how sensitive my breasts had become. His lips came down on my collarbone then on my chest, then down to my breast. I flinched as I felt the contact. A small moan left me, his lips latched onto my sensitive nipple.

“You’re so sweet… You taste so good..,” He breathed out against my chest. I groped a handful of it and squeezed lightly; I whimpered in response. “Not too rough… they’re—sensitive,” I whined, shuffling a bit under him. He didn't listen, he just continued to suck and grope my tits. “I can’t wait till you start lactating… I’d be suckling off of you for hours, lavishing in your sweet milk,” he huffed out, his breath tickling my nipple.

He placed a wet open-mouthed kiss on my nipple before moving down to the bulge of my stomach. “You’re so full… I wish you could be full like this all the time,” he groaned out. He caressed my stomach softly, uttering the word, ‘Perfect’ while planting a few more kisses on my small baby bump. He made his way down to my inner thighs, spreading my legs apart. He planted a small kiss on my clothed core. His hands made their way to the waistband of my shorts and pantied—gently pulling them down, revealing my soaked cunny. A small string of slick separated as he discarded my undergarments; placing them somewhere on the floor.

His lips made contact with my sensitive clit. His lips latched onto the small bud and sucked on it. “Tomu-! Fuck… please, be gentle…,” I moaned desperately, my hands instantly made its way through his light blue frizzy hair. His head bobbed as he licked on my clit, sucking it gently every now and then. His lips moved down to my cunt. His tongue plunged into my opening and I moaned out his name. My back arched and my head sank into the mattress as desperate moans and pleas left my mouth. “Tomura…I—it feels too good…”

He made a quiet grunt against my cunt causing me to twitch, my walls contracting as my climax drew closer. “I can’t let you cum yet, baby—I haven’t gotten my fix just yet.” He sat up, his hands working to take off his belt. Once off, it, along with his undergarments, were thrown on the floor. He leaned over me once more to place a gentle kiss on my lips, his hard twitching tip making contact with my aching cunt.

“Inside… Don’t tease me..,” I whined helplessly, moving my hips to get a better feel of him. “Patience, baby…,” his voice was like silk as he spoke in my ear. He guided his cock against my entrance—slowly rubbing his veiny girth against my slick-covered pussy. “Mmh…please, fill me up, I need it…,” I begged before he interrupted my whining, “Seeing you beg while you’re already filled with my baby, makes me want to breed you over and over again…,” he slurred as his lips made contact with my skin once more. Small whiny noises left his lips as he rubbed his heat against mine.

I cried out as I felt him plunge inside of me with a sharp thrust of his hips. He groaned out as my gummy walls enclosed around him. “Your pussy is so tight—it’s gripping me so desperately,” he kissed my cheek again. His thrusts were slow and long. I squirmed under him as he continued to slowly plunge his length inside of me. Sweet nothings left his lips; his breathing became labored.

He placed his lips over mine, giving me an open-mouthed, sloppy kiss. I wrapped my arms around his upper body so he was lying atop me. His cock continued to thrust into my soft walls. I arched my back off of the bed, moaning his name. Tomura took that as the initiative to plunge into my pussy faster.

“Mura…please— ah—I feel…so full-!”

I moaned out, gripping the messed-up blankets around us. Low groans and desperate moans left him as well. His cock was soaked in slick and I could tell he was close. My pussy twitched in response to his noises. He paused for a moment, his length twitching inside me. I placed my hand on his arm, encouraging him to keep going.

“I’m close too…cum inside of me—I’m already full of your baby…”

I continued to rub his arm, nodding my head at him. He moved inside of me one more time, shaky breaths leaving him once more. My hips twitched and I bit my lower lip. My legs wrapped around his hips forcing him to plunge inside me one last time before I came. My arms gripped his back—my nails plunged into his skin. He whimpered right in my ear. His eyes shut as I felt his muscles tense and his cum filled my womb.

After a minute or two I felt him relax on top of me. We were both out of breath and sweat. He was beginning to get heavy so I pushed him off of me. He rolled onto his back beside me.

“I’ll help you clean up..”

He offered, I shook my head in protest. I turned on my side to face him and cuddled on his side.

“We can clean up in the morning… Stay with me.”

He smiled before kissing the top of my forehead. His arms made their way around my body. The heat that radiated off of him along with his heartbeat lulled me to sleep.

“Good night, my love…”

#shigaraki headcanons #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki smut #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #tomura x you #tomura imagine #tomura shiragaki #bnha shigaraki

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silent-sanctum · 11 months ago

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Your last fics tearing my hearts apart😭😭Anyways may I request jotaro kujo with a pregnant s/o? He probably would be defensive like that time when Holly got the fever

Ah yes! We have another 2-for-1 special! But let's make it a list of headcanons to switch things up 😉This one's for @lolsandlmaos and anon, and let me just say, yes; I love writing wholesome dadtaro content and I'm glad the audience likes some wholesome dadtaro content too. So, hope you enjoy! ♡

Before I start, can we all just silently agree that Jotaro really just wanted a family of his own canonically?

Think about it, we know he isn't the type to sleep around at random. What if the man wanted what his grandparents had and live a life without the Stand bs? The fact he found somebody and had a kid with her tells us that he tried to make it work, but we know that it didn't as we see in the series.

"I've always cherished you"

He wanted that life. He wanted to be a good father to his daughter. But he couldn't because of the family curse.

Anyways! Let's forget the canon for a moment and delve into some wholesome headcanons!

When he first heard the news, he was pleasantly surprised that he couldn't speak for a solid minute. He simply stared at you with wide eyes and stunned silence.

Later that day, the man is glued to your side holding you in his arms and he's uncharacteristically showing affection: He's nuzzling your neck, planting kisses wherever he could, gently swaying you back and forth, and most importantly, he's often caressing your flat tummy.

Now that's done with, Jotaro's already gone into Papa Wolf mode as early as the first weeks

He knows he isn't the sunny Golden Retriever type of guy like his grandfather or great-grandfather, so he isn't naturally attuned to being a first-time dad. Lowkey, he's anxious he might end up as a shitty husband in the process.

But what he does know is that he loves to research, is adaptable, and is a quick learner

He begins to visit the nearby library and study "maternal and child care". Then proceeds to go over what to do for each trimester, he studies proper diet and eating patterns for pregnant partners, and studiously digests a whole book's worth of "How to be a Good Father".

Being in this mode also means he naturally becomes protective of you. He makes sure that he has time for you and your needs. Want to go anywhere out of the house? He'll be accompanying you there. No doubt.

If anyone even remotely makes a rude remark about you, Star Platinum has already punched their teeth out.

If you thought Jotaro couldn't cook, then think again because when his partner is pregnant, you bet your ass that he'll learn how to cook faster than you expected him to.

At first, he's still working on the basics like knowing what ingredients and kitchen paraphernalia should be used. He has a recipe book or two propped up for him to skim over and study. He even calls Holly for cooking tutorials when he feels like he's hit a learning slump. His mother has already booked a ticket to your place and immediately teaches her son numerous cooking lessons

Weeks later, you're surprised that Jotaro has become a natural in the kitchen, being able to dish out your favorites with seemingly no issue. It turns out that while Jotaro did most of the work, he had Star assist him with the "finer" stuff (i.e. measurements, cutting, etc.)

Suffice it to say, he takes pride in himself that he can now make you smile with his newfound talent.

Then there are the cravings. Of course, when you ask him to buy the most random food combinations, Jotaro would simply say "okay" and buy them anyway, as long as the food choices weren't harmful to you and the baby. He'd also give you food even if you asked him in the ass crack of morning.

Anything to make you happy after all

When it comes to building the nursery, Jotaro leaves you to do the interior designing and aesthetic choices since he's shit at that. But when the furniture arrives in their boxes, then it's time for him to step in and does all the arranging, moving, and assembling for you. Have a planned layout? He'll follow them. Want the walls painted a certain color? No problem.

After you planned everything out and he finished his tasks, the nursery ended up being marine-themed with all the pastel blues and aquatic decor like sea animal plushies, a shell lamp, glow-in-the-dark fish wall stickers, and more bringing life to the place.

Remember when I said he'd do work, yeah he'll do the work. House husband style. He'll do the chores and let you rest, grumpily insisting you sit and relax when you try to convince him that you can do the lighter tasks.

From time to time, when both of you aren't doing anything, Jotaro would occasionally turn to your round stomach and reach forward to caress it, blushing as he does so.

Then a kick happens and the man's fully attuned to you in awe. On the outside, he's still a calm dude but deep down, he's so excited that the baby responded to his touch. You ended up scooting closer to him, seeking cuddles while he reciprocates as he still continues to stroke your tummy.

Jotaro, at this point in his life, has the patience of a monk towards his loved ones, so when the mommy mood swings kick in, he is more than ready to adapt to your every emotional breakdown even if he's just going to be there to either take it, calm you, or comfort you in silence

That also includes the part where you become horny. Of course, he'll be gentler with you during this time of your pregnancy, but he can't help but include a few rough bucks of his hip when he's about to go off the edge.

Other times, just touching you can help ease that heightened libido

He'll immediately drive you to the hospital once your water breaks. He'll wait with you throughout labor, hoping his soft caresses are enough to make up for his lack of comforting words. At times, Star will come out to help him distract you from the contractions.

He'd pace around outside the delivery room, anxious with his mind already overthinking what bad could happen to you and the baby. It's a good thing Holly is there to help reassure her son that his wife and child would be okay.

When Jotaro finally gets to visit, his eyes land on the swaddled little one in her tiny crib stationed beside your bed. He beelines straight to it and pauses in complete awe at the tiny baby cooing before him.

You can't help but giggle as your husband's eyes start to water as he gingerly reaches down to pick up his newborn daughter. He's still in awe, completely fixated on baby Jolyne.

Then after he sits down on the chair by your bedside, he brings his index to touch her and his heart skips a beat when the baby grasps it with her whole hand.

And the waterworks are broken and he ends up leaning against your side while you nuzzle against him as he tries to regain composure from tearing up so much from seeing and feeling his bundle of joy.

Admittedly, Jotaro is scared about whether he'd do a good job being a father, but to both you and himself, he promises that he'll do his damn best.

#jotaro x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #jotaro kujo #jotaro headcanons #jojo headcanons

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drdad-pregnancytopreventing · 2 months ago

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Tips for a Healthy Pregnancy, Pregnancy Health Tips, Pregnancy is a beautiful journey, but it also comes with challenges. To ensure a healthy pregnancy, it’s essential to focus on nutrition, lifestyle, and medical care. More Information visit to drdad.in website.

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truwellth · 11 months ago

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Nutrition and Pregnancy

Here get detailed info on: “Nutrition and Pregnancy”. Know about, Nutrition and Pregnancy First Trimester. 1 To 3 Month Pregnancy Diet Chart. Nutritional Requirements During Pregnancy. Importance of Nutrition and Pregnancy. Pregnancy Food to Avoid… from Rajashree Gadgil… the best nutritionist in Thane, Mumbai. & the founder of TruWellth Integrative Health Center… the best nutrition center in Thane, Mumbai.

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mpreggnable · 9 months ago

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Getting pregnant together with your bestie

Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was fate. Whatever it was, you both felt the urge and caved almost immediately. There wasn't anything fancy or romantic about it, you two were just way too horny not to go back and forth breeding the nights away. You weren't sure if it stuck, too busy stuffing your face right away to get that food baby bump going. They weren't either, doing the same. All for that sweet sweet tease you two had going on. Trading belly pics back and forth, claiming to be bigger just so they'd feel the throbbing in their loins and pushing yourself to eat one more morsel so you could really push them over the edge.

The months passed quickly once you were sure. All that eating plumped up your ass, your moobs filled out thanks to the pregnancy hormones and you couldn't go a day without your cock trying to burst free from your pants. By the third trimester, you and your best friend were comparing bellies all the time. Your jobs didn't question the paternity leave, especially given the pregnant glow you had going on. No one could deny it, most staring at your gut in awe. Both from how big you were carrying only twins as well as from the enormous lunches you packed away. All your clothes were tight fits, not daring to find paternity wear. Your best friend however, chose to be more modest at work. Still with a similar pregnant glow but carrying triplets at roughly the same size as you, his belly was far more active. He required belly rubs near constantly as he had chosen a high sugar diet to keep his softness going.

Meeting up after you both started paternity leave was a hassle, always waddling and struggling to go from his place to yours or vice versa. You waddled your way into his place and caught him grinding on a pillow, too desperate to cum but too proud to admit defeat. That last selfie you sent him before you came over had his cock dripping after spurting pre cum straight through his underwear. You could only smirk as you got him under your gut and pinned him down. The rest of that night you two were going back and forth with your bellies pressed against each other as you did everything in your power to get off despite how big your guts were. The sex was incredible, your senses heightened and every sensation felt like lightning but your body was just too heavy to keep it up. Panting and puffing, you decided it would be easier to cum if you both just grinded your cocks against each other's bellies. The first load you sprayed on him felt like the biggest ever and you had plenty more to spare. Your best friend wasn't as fortunate as he quickly tapped out. Laying back, his bump became the perfect mound to practice on. You were definitely gonna be doing this again, probably as soon as the babies were born.

#mpreg #pregnant kink #mpreg kink #mpreg belly

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idontplaytrack · 6 months ago

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On your birthday

Janis ‘Imi’ike x fem! reader

Warnings: descriptions of labour & delivery, medical procedures + trauma, coarse language

Read other parts here<3

Watching you sleep, Janis’ mind drifts. It thinks about almost everything that’s happened lately in the last two years. Your miscarriage, her unsuccessful IVF attempt, your second and current IVF attempt — successful, but gave you hyperemesis gravidarum or HG. Your ‘morning sickness’ lasted nearly all day and well over your first trimester. Janis’ heart ached every time you had to get sick, but seeing you just persevere through it all, it made her gain a whole new sense of admiration for you. More so now, because of HG, you’ve developed emetophobia. A lot of things happened in the last couple of years, but one thing was always for certain. You were so loved and because of that, you knew you’d be okay.

You were right around 20 weeks along, but the nausea still showed no signs of calming down, much to your dismay. This morning was just like the others, you woke up when the sun’s barely risen because of the nausea. You sat on the mattress, legs hanging over the side as you stared at the bathroom several feet away from you. Janis was asleep behind you, but she’d be awake too in about a minute or so. Once she hears you puking into the toilet.

You’ve begun to dread the act of getting sick ever since you’ve had to deal with HG. It made you incredibly anxious, and afraid to do so. Once you felt the warmth of a hand on your back, you knew Janis was awake— barely awake. You sat in the bathroom to wait, Janis trailed right after you. Holding onto your hand, she gives it a squeeze. Her other hand was kept on your back while you started to lean over the porcelain.

Janis would never admit it, but she cringes every time she had to hear a retch. It doesn’t physically affect her, but she just wishes this would stop. She wishes that you didn’t have to go through this terrible thing.

You were numb to it, the ‘morning sickness’ but Janis knew about your recently surfaced phobia. You were always in tears after you walked out of the bathroom and unable to go back to sleep out of fear that you needed to run back into the bathroom for another round of upchuck. Janis handed you the half-eaten packet of li hing mui. The only thing that’s ever worked to help you feel better. Ever since years ago during that god awful stomach bug in high school.

The last five months felt like a drag because of this, you were practically on a liquid diet most days. You were just lucky you didn’t end up in the hospital needing IV fluids. You somehow felt okay enough after awhile to keep quite a bit of water down.

You went back to sleep after taking a few sips of water. You knew you wouldn’t be able to stomach any solid food until well after noontime. Maybe even later. Janis laid down with you again, but stayed awake. “I know, baby. I know.” She shushed, “You’re okay. I’ve got you.”

Absolutely defeated, you just quietly laid there hoping the sickening feeling would go away quickly. You weren’t sure how much time went by before you fell asleep again, but the last thing you felt before you drifted off was Janis pecking you on the forehead. “You’re alright, I promise.”

You lounged in bed when you woke up again later that day, but you made sure to get up and walk around the room at least. You had the habit of doing that since you hated sitting around for too long. Eventually, you dragged your feet and wound up outside. Janis looked up from her laptop. She was sitting by the coffee table. “Hi, honey.” She smiled, “Want anything? Aunty already cooked some rice and chicken soup.”

“I’ll try some water, then the soup.” You nodded, sitting down on the couch, right next to her. She patted your knee, “Sure thing, baby. I’ll go get you the water first, okay? Why don’t you watch some TV?” Janis hands you the remote then headed towards the kitchen to get you a cup of water. Once you took that, she went back to the kitchen to get you some of the food. “Thanks, Jan.”

“No problem.” She smiled again.

“Have you eaten yet?”

Janis nodded, “Mhm. I did, then I’ve just been here writing a little bit.”

“Gotten anywhere on that latest chapter yet?” You asked, curious.

“As a matter of fact, yes.” She smiled proudly, “Writer’s block is gone.”

You chuckled, “I’m glad.”

“Eh, this is just for fun. I’m just happy my real job allows me some free time on the side to do more of what I enjoy.”

“I know.” You hummed, “Sorry I haven’t been much fun lately.”

“Honey.” She squinted at you, “You literally have a human being growing inside you. You’re doing a lot while being pregnant and that is fucking amazing. You’re going to work, you’re taking care of yourself, your body, you’re taking care of the baby by taking care of yourself. It’s hard work.”

“I know, I know.” You sigh softly, setting the cup down then you picked up the bowl. “It just feels like I have a case of cabin fever or something. If I’m not at work, I’m at home, if I’m not at home, I’m in the hospital for an appointment.”

“I get it, honey. But you can’t push yourself to go out all the time if you’re feeling nauseous. I don’t want you to be hurrying around trying to find a bathroom or a trash can.” Janis saved the document, shut her laptop then sat next to you.

You swallow a mouthful of the food then set the bowl down. “I just…it feels like my life is slipping away even though I know I have a huge responsibility to keep myself safe so the— so our baby is safe.”

“When the HG goes away—”

You chuckled wryly, “Do you really think it would go away? Some people have it from start to end.”

“Yeah, some people. Other people don’t.” Janis held onto your hand, squeezing it, “Feeling okay? Do you feel sick again?”

“I’m okay, I just wanted to eat slowly.” You told her, “Doing better than yesterday, I think.”

“That’s so good, baby.” She smooched you on the cheek, you chuckled. “Want me to feed you?”

“What?” You squinted at her, nearly choking on your saliva.

“You heard me.” She grins, “My girl doesn’t have to lift a finger if she doesn’t feel like it.”

You snorted, “Right.”

“Right.” Janis squinted at you too, “Come on, it’s not the first time I’ve done this.”

“What is this, practice for feeding our baby solids?” You laughed, but let her do it anyway. Not for long though.

“Well, if you want it to be, sure.” She teased, picking up the bowl, scooping a spoonful of food and putting it up to your lips. You ate it. “Thatagirl.”

You chuckled, chewing the food and cautiously swallowing it. You were nervous about food these days because the nausea was coming on at the most random moments. “So, names?” You brought up.

“I like what we settled on a few days ago. Kalia?” Janis hums in thought, “Gotta figure out a second name then decide the order of it too.”

“Uh…” You thought aloud, “Reese? Sadie? Lisette?”

“Okay, all those flow really nicely together, baby. I really don’t have just one favourite.”

“You know…” You continued, “I thought of Jean. It just sounds kind of the same but I wanna name her after Regina— somehow.”

Janis gasped, “Aaand that name combination has just made its way to the top of the list. That is a great one.”

“Don’t tell her though.” You replied, eating another spoonful, “I want it to be a surprise.”

“My lips are sealed.” Janis snickered, kissing you on the cheek.

You and Janis were home alone for most of the day since Carl and Grace had work, but you two sure made the most of it— for as long as your body allowed you to. You watched some movies with Janis, then played some board games. Once that got boring, you two decided to bake some cookies. Oh, and the real fun part? This afternoon, you actually felt well enough to leave the house for the beach. So…you and Janis took a little walk while the sun started to set. “Wanna sit down? I brought a beach towel.”

You snorted, laughing, “What, are you gonna help me up from the ground, then?”

“Of course, baby.” She squints, expression slightly amused.

“It’s okay, I’d rather not sit.” You declined in the end.

After a good walk along the beach, you and Janis began making your way home where you two passed by a shave ice shop. “Can we get one to share?” You stopped in your tracks, tugging on her arm.

“Of course!” Janis agreed, she was holding onto your hand, thumb brushing over your knuckles. “You pick the flavours, honey.”

“Okay, guava and cherry?” You asked.

“That sounds good, hun. Yeah.”

By the time you two arrived at home, the shave ice was half finished. Carl and Grace were also already home from work. “Hi, ladies.” Grace greeted. “I see you two went out for a walk, that’s nice.”

“Sure did.” You say down on the couch, “Got some shave ice, too.”

“Yum, that’s good. Stay hydrated.” Grace replied.

“Been trying my best to, aunty.”

“How are we feeling about dinner tonight, sweetheart?” Carl asked.

“Better today, actually. Still going to be careful though.”

“Aaand we’re laying off the eggs.” He decided. You chuckled, “What ya making?”

“Well, the rice is ready. And the miso soup is simmering, but you need some protein.”

“Dare I say I’m craving some Spam?”

He nearly cheered hearing that, you haven’t requested anything for your meals for ages because of how bad the HG was. But it seems like it was ready to become history.

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“Pleeeeeease.” You sulked.

Janis bit back a laugh, looking right at you. You sighed.

“I’m just messing with you, honey.” She said with the biggest smile still on her face. Then, she sat down next to you, cupping your cheek, “What do you need?”

“You know what I need.” You squinted at her.

“No, I don’t.” She hums, “Tell me.”

“Nooooo.” You whined.

“Oh.” She chuckles, “You want…me.”

“Please?”

Janis grins, leaning closer to your face. She held your face in her hand, pressing her lips against yours. “Don’t have to plead, pretty girl.”

“Pretty, my ass.” You mumbled into the kiss.

“Excuse me?” She broke away from the kiss, “Mm-mm, no. Don’t say that. You…you are so beautiful.”

“It’s been so hard, I’m honestly growing sick of what I see in the mirror. I know it’s normal to gain weight now, it’s healthy. But I’m not used to it.”

Janis pecks you on the lips again, “I hear you. It’s a tough thing to get used to. But…watching you go through day after day of so many symptoms but you still press on…you’re incredible and it’s been making me fall in love with you over and over again.”

“God, you—” You took a deep breath.

“Don’t you ever doubt that.” Janis stroked your cheek, “You’re so loving, so caring, so…so damn strong. I wish I had an ounce of your strength to be dealing with puking multiple times a day. I get that it’s scary, but that’s what I’m here for. I’m here to be your partner, ride through the scary times with you. Or anything else.”

You sniffled, avoiding her gaze as you swiped your tears away. Janis tilted your chin, making you look at her again, “On a lighter note…you know what’s one of my favourite things about you being pregnant?”

You shrugged, looking at her while tears still welled up in your eyes. Her eyes flicked downwards and you followed the gaze. “These ladies getting big.”

You let out a chuckle, “Damn.”

Janis grins, “I have a joke for you.”

“What?”

“What kind of bees make milk?”

You squinted at her swallowing thickly.

“Boo-bees.” She answered with a cheeky grin. Thanks to the hormones, you weren’t even sure if you wanted to cry or laugh. “I really— set myself up for that one.” You let out a shaky breath. “Eyes up here, tit head.”

“Oh, you’re a sassy one today, eh?”

By the end of the conversation, your urge came back and she helped you out. Like Janis had promised, you got a very restful nap out of it. “I love you, every version of you. Every bit of you, every single day.”Janis ran a hand through your hair, then it carefully rests on your side as your eyes fluttered shut. You smiled feeling her hand on the bump, caressing it tenderly, then, the baby kicks in response. Which Janis feels, and made it made her smile even wider. “I’m literally watching a miracle happen right in front of my eyes, y/n. I’m so in love with you, and I adore you, baby girl.”

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“So…an episiotomy is going to be a hard no.” You reiterated.

“That’s gonna be put down in your file, y/n.” The doctor assured, “In fact, I’m writing it in there now. And I highly doubt an episiotomy’s going to be necessary for you, so don’t worry. ”

You smiled, relieved.

“Do either of you have any questions for me before I let you ladies go?”

“Nope.” You and Janis answered, nearly in unison, “Thanks, Doctor Aukai.”

“Of course. Take care, you two. I’ll see you again in two weeks. During which we can start talking about birth plans.”

“Alright.” You stood up from the chair, the doctor hands you and Janis a copy of the ultrasound photo each. “See you then.”

On the drive home, you and Janis made a pit stop at the usual shave ice shop for a treat. “You’re back!” The owner waved, “What’s it gonna be today?”

“Aloha.” Janis chuckled, waving back.

“Hi, Allie.” You replied, glancing at Janis, “Wanna pick today, Jan?”

“We’ll take a lychee and raspberry.” Janis decided.

“Perfect, coming right up.”

“Go sit down, baby.” She rubs your lower back. You nodded, “Okay.”

Couple minutes later, Janis joins you at the table. “Here we are.” Janis pushed the bowl closer to you so you could have the first bite.

“Thank you.” You murmured, eating a spoonful of the cooling treat.

She just smiled at you, watching you with such loving eyes. Your smile mirrored hers, “Here, eat it.”

“Is it good?” She asked, scooping a spoonful for herself with her own spoon.

“Always.” You confirmed.

Now almost at 30 weeks, your HG has finally gone away as of week 24. Your appetite was fully back, and you generally had an easier time despite the expected aches along with the increased need to pee. You weren’t too bothered by it, your days were a breeze lately compared to your first six months or so. Once home, you took a shower and then settled down on the couch to video call Regina and Cady. It’s been a weekly thing ever since moving here with Janis.

“How was the appointment, baby?”

“Everything went great. Another one’s scheduled for two weeks. How are you guys?”

“Jace just got over a cold, so we’re doing better today.” Regina answered.

“Have you two started thinking about birth plans yet?” Cady asked.

“We’ll be finalising that at the next appointment but we’ve started to tell the doctor some little things that we want or don’t want.” Janis answered first.

“But we’ve discussed it.” You chimed in, “Decided on being at the hospital for it. I don’t want to risk anything after the last time.”

“Whatever feels right for you, baby. You got this.” Regina replied. “But like I told you, when you asked me. I will be there, okay? I promise.”

“Okay.” You flashed a crooked smile, “And now if you’ll excuse me, I gotta pee. Again.”

“Okay.” Cady and Regina chuckled, “Be careful.”

After the call, you and Janis sat on the front porch to get some fresh air, enjoying a couple oranges straight off the tree in the front yard. Like always, Carl and Grace were cooking up a storm in the kitchen. Janis wanted to help, but they said it was fine and insisted for her to just sit and keep you company. You gave up on asking to help out in the kitchen awhile ago— they didn’t want you to lift a finger in that aspect.

“Dinner’s ready.” Carl stepped outside to inform you and Janis. And as the both of you stood up from the chairs, Akoni had just got home from work. “Hi, Dad!” You and Janis greeted him in sync.

“Hi, ladies.” He quickly walked up and gave you both a hug, “How was the appointment today?”

“All’s good.” You told him as the three of you entered the house.”Little breathless though.”

Janis had her arm around you right up until you had to sit at the table. Her gaze seemed slightly worried at your last statement. “I’m okay.” You said quietly, grabbing a spoon and beginning to eat. As per every Friday, there was a family game night after dinner. Grace finally let you help out in the kitchen— washing the dishes after the meal. You were so happy to do it, she found it adorable.

“You really don’t have to, y’know?”

“I know, but you guys have been taking such good care of me. It’s only fair that I help out wherever I can.”

She smiled, handing you a plate to dry.

“Has a name been decided yet? You don’t have to share it if you don’t want to. I’m just curious.”

“Yeah, we’ve decided on one a few weeks ago.” You told her while placing the plate on the dish rack. While you and Grace finished up washing and drying the dishes, Janis and Carl were setting up for game night. Of course, these days…game nights were limited to card or board games given the obvious. They wanted you to be included, and you wanted to be included. Game nights were fun. They always were.

“Aunty, take four cards. I saw that.” Janis laughed, “Don’t hide that card, put it back.”

“Kidding, kidding.” Grace chortled, placing the +4 card back on the deck and took four new cards like she was supposed to. “Your turn, y/n.”

“Lucky me.” She chuckled, placing your final card on the deck since it matched. “I win.”

“Okay, it’s getting late.” Carl decided, “Good game, but we all better head to bed soon, huh?” Janis headed to the bedroom with you while Carl and Grace packed up the cards. After brushing your teeth, you sat down in bed to wait for Janis, watching her as she did the rest of her nighttime routine. “Lie down.” She says. “I’m okay, Jan.”

“I know you are, but you’re tired. I know that.”

You laughed lightly, shrugging, “Don’t wanna sleep without you though.”

“Aw.” Janis cracked a smile.

You leaned back against the headboard and stared at the ceiling. “You know sometimes I can’t believe all this is happening. We’re in our twenties, and have a lot of life ahead of us but it’s just so crazy to think about and look back on.”

“I know, honey. Time waits for no one.” Janis said back while drying her face with a small towel. “But it’s been pretty great, we’ve got to experience a lot already and things are going well. And I have you, so…I’m pretty much the happiest person alive.” She sat down next to you, properly pulling the covers up. “I’m glad I’m through life with you.” You looked at her, holding onto her hand now. She squeezed your hand, leaning closer to kiss you sweetly.

“We’re doing great.” Janis said softly, “So great.”

“Jan? Can you help me with something?”

“Sure, what is it?”

“It’s really itchy.” You exhaled labouredly, “Can you help me apply the cocoa butter? I haven’t done that yet today.”

“Of course, honey.” Janis got out of bed and went over to the dresser to grab the container.

After your next appointment, you decided it was a good time to take time off work until further notice. You were getting closer and closer to your due date and being anywhere but home made you more nervous than you’d expected to be. The birth plan has also been finalised and the hospital bag was to be packed starting now.

“I’ll see you in a week, y/n. Take it easy.” Dr. Aukai smiled.

“See you in a week.” You nodded firmly. Eight weeks to go.

The fatigue started to affect you again, making you sleepy at every waking moment. Your feet hurt and your ankles were swollen, it wasn’t a pretty sight. But you still had two months to go. Not to mention your sleep’s been restless lately since you had to be up nearly every hour to use the bathroom since the baby’s head was pressed up against your bladder. You’ve even resorted to sleeping while sitting upright, otherwise breathing was a chore. But, you were now closer than ever to seeing your baby. You were more than ready to meet her.

————

“Wait at home?” You gulped, shifting uncomfortably, unintentionally letting out a groan when the pain wrapped around you again. Janis grabs your hand immediately, letting you squeeze hers to divert the pain.

“Breathe.” She reminded, “Deep breaths, honey. You’re okay.”

With her reminders, you snapped out of your little spiral and breathed through this wave. “That’s it, honey. You got it, you got it. I’m right here.”

“Oh, my God.” You murmured, breathing out heavily as you felt a surge in pressure of sorts between your legs, “Why is it so bad?”

“Well, it's been a couple hours since the pain started.” Janis mentioned, “Things are progressing. But breathe, that’s important.”

You leaned your head on her shoulder, wincing as the pressure between your legs felt like it wasn’t going to let up. “I — my God, I think my water’s gonna break.” You told her.

“It’s okay, let it happen. Your body knows what to do.” Regina sat down next to you. She’d just put Jace down for a nap in the guest room, “You’re already sitting on an absorbency sheet.”

You whined, taking in a sharp breath, “Baby. We got you, don’t worry about anything but bringing your little girl into the world.” Regina shushed.

You just sat on the couch or walked around the house to pass time. They made you food, since you could still eat…being so early on in labour and all. You only ate some of it thanks to the poor appetite caused by the increasing pain. Oh, and the nerves. Lucky you, Regina and Cady have only just arrived last night. “Take a lap with her again.” Regina encouraged, “Might help.”

You nodded, Janis helped you stand up then walked around the house with you. As nervous and as tired as you were, you wanted to try everything you could to get things going.

Eventually, the sun set, and you had to go to bed. That was a good nine hours since the pain started. Well, your sleep turned out to be quite restless for the most part. Your eyes snapped open, you felt the worst pain of all so far. With your head rolled back, you reminded yourself to breathe through. Until the nausea hit you, that is. It was so abrupt, you didn’t even make it to the bathroom.

“Fuck!” You cursed, pissed off that you’ve left them a mess to clean off the floor. Cady appeared in the doorway soon enough, Janis was still asleep. She’s been as tired as you were. “It’s alright. Sit down, do you want some water?”

You shook your head vigorously, eyes screwed shut. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. We know what we’re dealing with here, no biggie.” Cady smiled, assuring you. “How long have you been up?”

“Don’t know.” You chuckled wryly, “Pretty much the whole time, I guess. I keep drifting in and out of sleep. Every time I get a contraction, I wake up.”

“Are they closer together?”

“Like less than ten minutes, maybe?”

“Well, they were fifteen minutes apart.” Cady nodded, “So yeah, you’re getting closer. Anything new?”

“No.” You moaned in pain. Then you felt some movement on the mattress, behind you. Janis had just woken up. “How are you feeling?” Janis asked, the sleep evident in her voice.

“Less than ten minutes apart now.” You informed her, “And I just threw up.” She rubs your back, “You could’ve woken me up, honey. I wouldn’t mind.”

“It’s okay, it happened too quickly anyway.” You sniffed, “I’m gonna go get something to clean—”

Cady objected before you could finish talking, “Let me do that. You just rest as much as you can right now.”

“We can probably head to the hospital soon.” Janis rubbed your back as she spoke, “You wanna take a quick shower to freshen up before we grab the stuff and go?”

“Okay.” You looked at her, then you nodded.

“Okay, come on. Let’s do it.” Janis pressed a kiss to your cheek then guided you to stand up slowly.

After helping you with the shower and getting dressed, Janis loaded the needed items and hospital bag into the car. Cady woke Regina up, and she got ready in record time. You’ve never seen her get ready this quickly. Regina was tagging along from the beginning as discussed, Cady was staying behind at the house to watch Jace. And she’ll be there later on in the day.

Regina drove, and Janis sits in the back with you. Halfway through the drive, you’ve began to doubt your pain tolerance because it currently felt like your insides were getting ripped apart every time a contraction wrapped around your abdomen and radiated down to your legs. Janis just held you and whispered sweet words and assurances into your ears. So she kept you as calm as you could be in a time like this.

Once at the hospital, you signed in and was promptly taken to your room. “I’ll be back in a few to set an IV plug for you, in the meantime— here’s a hospital gown for you to change into.”

“Okay, thanks.” You told the nurse before reaching for the open-back gown. The nurse leaves, and you started to undress so you could put the gown on. You had your back facing your sister, your front facing Janis. “You good?”

“Yeah, just tired and in pain. No big deal.” You joked. Janis stood closer to you, smiling a little sadly. She kissed the top of your head next. “Is that still a no to the epidural?”

“Yeah.” You let out a strained reply.

“Okay.” She acknowledged, pressing her knuckles up against your lower back to counteract the pain you were beginning to feel.

“Thanks.” You hummed, leaning forward onto her, “That helps the back pain.”

“Good to know. That’s good, babe.” Janis said, then felt your body tense up as she noted the change reflected on the fetal monitor. “Breathe. In and out, honey. In…and out. You know what to do, that’s it.”

“It’s bad.” You deadpanned, trying not to focus on it. Though it was beginning to seem like something you could no longer ignore, or get distracted from.

The hospital ward’s door opened up, creaking slightly. “Okay, y/n. Time for the IV plug, Dr. Aukai said you’re gonna be started off with some antibiotics for prevention.”

You nodded in silence, still seated on the side of the bed, leaning onto Janis. The nurse, whose name was Maia— you caught a glimpse of her nametag. “Which hand do you want it on?”

“The left’s easier.” You muttered, side of your face smushed against Janis’ chest. You hear footsteps…Regina was walking over to get nearer to you. You didn’t even care about how ridiculous you seemed right now, as long as you felt comfortable, you were staying in the position until you weren’t.

“Okay, hun. Deep breath for me on three.” Maia requested, “One, two, three.” You felt the sting of the needle and yelped, Regina was holding onto your right hand somehow. You then felt the elastic band that was tied around your forearm get taken off. “All done.”

“Thank you for doing it in one try.” You managed a laugh.

“Did my best.” Maia smiled, “You’re all set. We’ll come in to check on you every hour or so. Feel free to let us know if you have any questions.”

Regina sat down on an armchair near your bed, Janis stayed put. “Dr. Aukai has been informed, so she’ll be coming by to check on you too in a bit.”

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Dr. Aukai was the first to check on your progress and told you how you were doing. “Seven centimetres. You’re getting there. Progressing very nicely.”

Maia and the other nurse on duty did the following two checks, during which you all learnt that you were finally fully dilated and ready. Hearing that, you were in a brief state of disbelief. But then, the contraction hits and pulls you back into reality in no time. “I’ll go get your doctor.” Maia said, briskly leaving the room. The other nurse started setting everything up, including stirrups for your legs in case you wanted to use them. Janis had been holding onto your hand all the while, but what sent a wave of tears through you was Regina squeezing your hand and kissing the back of it then brushing over your knuckles — right at the moment where you felt the fear and intense anxiety kick in, altogether with the adrenaline. It did not mix well with the pain.

You locked eyes with Regina, then Janis. You looked ridiculously unkempt now, but Janis still looked at you like you were dressed to the nines. You swallowed thickly, fighting the urge to throw up. Regina got the attention of the other nurse. “Zelda? Can she get another dose of the anti-emetic?”

“Su—”

“I’m here.” Someone bursts into the room, startling you. Regina looked at the person with wide eyes, displeased. “Let’s get things moving. I’m the oncall doctor, Aukai’s in an emergency c-section.”

“What?”

“Did you not hear what I said?” The older lady squinted at you, grabbing a stool and sitting on it, in the space between your legs. “Zelda, if she has to vomit, just have her let it out, why give her the medicine again?”

“But she doesn’t need to throw up. She just feels nauseous—”

“Do you have to push?” The doctor stares at you, “Okay, push. Ten counts, don’t stop until I tell you to.”

Regina side-eyed the woman. What was she rushing you for?

You didn’t have time to care, and just started bearing down. It seemed like such a long time, and you could barely breathe already.

“Can I stop—”

“Keep going.” She insisted. You were near tears already, and exhausted without question. Akoni was beside Janis, watching it all unfold. He was dead worried.

“y/n, listen to your body.” Akoni said, “Stop if you need to stop.”

“Sir, are you the doctor or am I?”

“You clearly aren’t fit to be one if you’re gonna be rushing her like you have somewhere better to be.” Akoni snapped.

The doctor stayed mum, but you saw the annoyance on her face and you felt her hand putting pressure on the area to slow down the pushing as it was, so why the heck was she forcing you to push for so long?

She glances at the fetal monitor, noticing another contraction starting, “Push.” You did so anyway, you were feeling the urge to. It was just that this doctor was pissing you off and not at all easing your nerves like Aukai had been.

This stupid annoying voice continued to order you for the next thirty minutes, you were in an extremely bad mood now— the complete opposite of how you should be feeling in a time like this. You feel her hand leave your body, that same irritated look on her face.

“You’re gonna need an episiotomy.” The doctor decided, “It’ll be better than if you tear.”

That was not true.

“I’m going to give you a shot to numb the area.”

“What?” Janis stopped the doctor, “Did you not read her file? No episiotomy.”

“And you want her to deal with a rip?” The doctor huffed, sticking the needle into your skin without warning. You grunted feeling the sensation, a tear slipping down your cheek. Janis wipes it away quickly. “You feel that?” She asked, poking and pinching your skin. “Yes.” You told her, “Why aren’t you listening to me— yes! I feel that. Stop.”

In the next second, you felt the worst pain you’ve ever experienced. It stung, you screamed your head off and just burst into tears. “What the fuck! Why didn’t you listen to me?!” You shrieked. The pain made your heartrate go up and your stomach to do an unwanted somersault. Akoni gets handed an emesis bucket, of which you puked what little you had left right into it. You were shaking, overwhelmed by the pain and in shock. “She’s only been pushing for 30 minutes, not three hours.” Regina snarled, “How dare you do that when she told you not to. She didn’t need it.”

“Yes, she did.”

“No, she did not.” Akoni was furious. Janis and Regina knew right away, he was done being civil. To add on to it, you feel the baby’s head exit you, followed by the rest of the body. It felt like your lower half got lit on fire. The pain was unbearable, and you had no idea what was even happening.

What just happened, took place in less than a minute. In seconds, even, giving you no time to fight back, giving them no time to stop her. You felt incredibly helpless and betrayed. You heard cries, then a weight on your chest. It was the baby— your baby. And you couldn’t even focus on her. You held her, allowing some skin to skin but you just weren’t processing any of it. This doctor ruined an important milestone for you and you were bitter about it. So bitter.

The baby was then whisked away to be checked and properly cleaned. You were still struggling to breathe and make sense of this mess.

“I’m gonna stop you right there.” Janis stood closer to the doctor, “Don’t you dare stitch her up like that. She said she could feel it when you tested it, numb the area properly. Otherwise, you can leave right now and get her a new doctor.”

Your mind was a blank from the second you felt her cut you, you saw the doctor and Zelda checking weighing and measuring the small baby. You felt Maia massaging your abdomen to help with the delivery of the placenta. It hurt, but nothing compared to what the doctor did to you. Janis had her arm around your trembling frame as tears continued streaming down your face. The only thing you failed to notice was that Akoni and Regina were no longer in the room. “You’re okay, my love.” Janis held you as close as she could, “You’re okay now.”

Thankfully, your daughter was handed back to you once the doctor started to stitch you up— you couldn’t feel anything this time around, fortunately. “Mom, you wanna fill in the birth certificate?” Maia came closer with the document and a pen.

“Sure, of course.” Janis carefully let go of you and stood next to the table, taking the piece of paper and the pen.

Janis quickly wrote down the name and filled in the rest of it. She wanted to get back to you. And luckily, you didn’t even notice that the doctor had left. You couldn’t stand anything about that woman.

It took some time, but you were finally calm after about an hour. The more time you spent with your baby girl, the more at ease you were. Janis even found the time now to take some photos, like she had meant to do much earlier. Regina and Akoni returned soon after, in better spirits and excited to meet the new baby.

“What’s her name?” Akoni asked quietly, admiring the newborn in your arms.

“Kalia.” Janis answered.

“Kalia Jean.” You added on.

Regina froze, looking at you looking at her. You laughed, “Yes, Reg.”

“You—”

“I named her after you.” You confirmed.

“God…” Regina smiled in disbelief, “You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to. We wanted to. You are a badass and who better to name her after than you? You mean the world to me. And now I have her, and she means the world to me, too. It’s fitting. You taught me hope, she was the hope after that loss. I couldn’t have thought of a better person to honour than you.”

“It is fitting.” Regina sniffed, “Oh, I’m so proud of you, baby. Okay, now you three get closer, I wanna take some pictures. Come on, look here.”

“I am so proud of you.” Janis captured your lips into her own, “So fucking proud.”

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