#implied tmpreg

[bigbarabelly]

For $$ I’ll draw him suffering labor and birth

[justawhimm]

you’re real

fandom: cyb//erp//unk 2077 summary: it's the first time he's really been alone with derry since she's been born. being the extrovert he is, though, he's losing his mind a little with the lack of people around to talk to. at least derry's a pretty good listener. this series explores the births of his four children and some moments of his parenting style toward each of them.

chapters: 2/8

content warnings: mention of alcohol use, mention of initial resentment toward an unborn children, mention familial issues

notes: Just a reminder that Derry isn't my creation! She's from the Cyb/erpu/nk TTRPG sourcebook known as Cyb//erGen//erat//ions, but has since been deemed noncanon. But! I liked the idea of her, so I'm writing about her.

Current Year: Early 2007 Kerry's Age: 19

cross posted on ao3

Being forced into a vacation wasn't necessarily how he was expecting the end of the tour to look like. … Ok, that sounded stupid as soon as he thought it out completely. Of course he would've had to have a break, regardless of whether he was still pregnant by the end of tour or not. Kinda inevitable and all of that. The part Kerry really hated and didn't expect to be an issue was the fact that he had to miss Nancy's wedding because he was fresh off giving birth and the idea of taking the baby on a plane sounded like a special kind of torture.

Nancy assured him it was fine. There wasn't much they could do about it. She insisted someone would record the ceremony, so he'd be able to watch it all with the rest of the band once everyone got back.

So, that left him. Alone. With his new daughter.

Derry Eur/ody/ne's birth had been all over the screamsheets for a while, unsurprisingly. What did surprise him was the fact that he'd actually decided to keep her. How? Well… fuck, he still wasn't totally sure yet. Just about a month postpartum, he was still struggling to figure out the details. There was a lot to think about. But honestly, he couldn't stand the idea of giving her to anyone else anymore. She was his. His tiny, insufferable virus. 

That sentiment had changed a lot over the weeks, though. He thought he was going to hate her from the moment he set eyes on her, but that was far from the truth of the matter. No, no… fuck, it really wasn't difficult to realize within just a few hours that he adored her. And much to the dismay of Johnny, he actually liked her name, too. 

What was so bad about it, after all? Sure, it was unconventional, but he thought it fit her pretty damn well. If she hated it, then whatever. She could change it when she got older. He didn't give a fuck. It was her life.

Back to the matter at hand.

For the first time since the day she was born, Kerry was alone with his daughter.

His bandmates and best friends were gone, off at the wedding. Probably getting drunk. God, he wished that was him. Kerry didn't really have contact with his parents anymore. Yeah, that was… mostly on him (Long story. He wouldn't dwell on it in his mind for long). That left him without anyone to rely on but himself.

It wasn't really like he was swimming in eddies, either. So hiring a nanny or something just wasn't an option. Hell, even getting any help from Johnny when he was home was almost impossible to attain. His kid, his problem, apparently. Guess he got that, yeah, but fuck. He would've hoped that maybe Johnny would have a single compassionate bone in his whole damn body.  Sometimes that was just asking way too much out of him.

Derry's little gurgles pulled Kerry out from letting his mind wander. Brown eyes trailed down to look at the baby girl on his chest, smiling at her slightly. That was one thing that kept him from getting too pissy with the idea of being a dad: the fact that she was so fuckin' cute.

"You sure sound like you're havin' a hell of a time," He remarked, pecking the top of her head. "Bet you're about as bored as I am, lil' Derry-Berry. All you've got ta do is eat, sleep, and shit. Can't even play with the toys your Aunt Denny got ya yet. Poor baby. Just… stuck with your dear ol' dad." Kerry sighed. He was beginning to feel ridiculous, talking to her like this. What was the point? Or maybe he was just so lonely and bored that he didn't give much of a shit.

"Ain't it pathetic, kid?" Kerry adjusted how he sat, his hold on her. He held her in a way where she was practically sitting at the end of his torso, his hands keeping her up and his fingers supporting her neck and head. It was hard not to smile at her, seeing her peer at him with those big eyes. "Dad's just… talkin' to you, but you don't really talk back. And I never really know what the fuck I'm doin'. Not like that's too much of a surprise, though. Don't think I ever know what I'm doin' in life. Your lolo and lola would probably already hate how I'm raisin' you, but… I'm doing my best."

Derry blinked at him, making a little "o" briefly with her mouth. She was so fuckin' cute, Kerry could hardly stand it. Bringing her closer, he'd press his lips to her cheek to make it squish against her face slightly. With that, he'd adjust how he held her again. He would let her lie back down in his arms, sitting himself up properly so he could look down at her.

"I don't think I'll do too bad… Doubt I'd be the worst dad in the world. Not by a long shot. I don't know who you're gonna be yet, but hopefully I'll instill a little bit of patience in that cute baby face of yours! 'Cause trust me, you'll need it when it comes to me. I'll get it eventually. You just might need to sit my ass down and tell me how it is sometimes. Yeah. Yeah… Just have some faith in me, Derry. I know I was a piece of shit while you were doing all your growing shit, but I wanna do right by you. I might still act like an asshole sometimes, but I promise I love you."

But that wasn't enough, and Kerry knew that. As much as he knew his parents loved him, they didn't give a shit about what he wanted. It was out of caring, out of love, but it'd caused more damage than anything else. Kerry never wanted that with Derry.

"I wanna listen to you. I want you to love me, too."

[mittysins]

“You wanna hold her?”

Hamish, Santiago and their new favorite person

[justawhimm]

you’re real

fandom: cyb//erp//unk 2077  

summary: a short time after ted's birth, kerry, louise, and kelvy all take a visit to north oak's columbarium.

chapters: 6/8

content warnings: mention of character death, general grieving

notes:  for the unaware: while not canon, within the cybergeneration lore for derry, derry died in 2026. I didn't think much in terms of canon ages and years for derry when I wrote the first two chapters, so they don't really line up with that canon. oh well! but yes, this was not just me killing her off for the sake of it, I knew this would be canon if I added her in this. :( so yeah. rip derry, she deserved so much better. also! the lyric used for derry's epitaph is from "the world spins" by julee cruise

Current Year: 2063 Kerry's Age: 75

cross posted on ao3

He lived so close to the columbarium, it was kind of inexcusable that it'd taken him this long to make his way there. Louise insisted it was ok. He was recovering, it was an emotional time. He just wasn't ready yet. She kept making excuses for him, and he really appreciated it. She made him feel like it would be easier with time.

But as it was getting to be almost two months post Teddy's birth, Kerry was becoming more and more anxious about it. It felt like he was avoiding the entire situation. He didn't want to face it in any sense, or really even give it any thought. This avoidance felt about as strong as his avoidance about the Johnny situation. It hurt too much, why did he have to face it? Why did he have to think about it anymore? Please, he just had a baby. Leave him be.

And that was what happened. He'd been left alone.

This time, Kerry felt like shit for it.

Kerry was the one to request they go to the columbarium with both his wife and children in tow. Louise didn't argue with him. She did the work of inviting Kelvy, to Kerry's relief. He wasn't sure if he would've been able to do it himself.

They planned on meeting there, visiting for a bit, and then going back up to Kerry and Louise's home to spend the rest of their time. A nice visit. A nice time together. Kerry could only hope he'd be able to handle it.

-

"I know, bud…" Kerry cooed down at Teddy as he made the careful movements to pull his carrier free from the car. Ted wasn't having the great of times already. He was huffy that the rhythms of the car had stopped. The exact opposite of Kelvy. She'd hated the car. Oh, his boy. Already so opinionated. "We'll come back to the car soon. We're just gonna go say hi to your sisters."

"There's Kel," Louise spoke up from where she was waiting on the pavement, holding the diaper bag just in case. Kerry raised his head up, where he'd spy so many other sets of eyes staring at them first. 

Don't do it, you fucks. This is a columbarium. Don't you get near him or his family.

He sent those staring a hard glare of warning, tightening his jaw and his grip on the bar of Ted's carrier. Shutting the car door, he finally averted his eyes and looked over toward Kelvy's car.

She was getting out of her car, her head of teal colored braids poking up just over the top. Straightening herself up and shutting the door, she circled around the front of her car. Now even more eyes were drawn to them. A legendary rockerboy and his media star daughter. A spectacle for the public to eye and behold. All he could hope was that these fools knew better than to approach any of them right now.

Kelvy's smile was strained. Attempting to stay strong for the day, just as they all were. She hugged Louise first, then moved on to her father to hug him before her gaze fell on her baby brother.

"Hi Teddy," she cooed, squatting down so she was at eye level with where Ted was settled in his carrier. "Remember me? You're gonna get so annoyed with me." Extending out her arm, she touched one of his tiny hands with her finger and pet the back of it. She would get her chance to hold and cuddle her brother later. For now, the mood stayed somber.

Pushing herself back up to stand, her eyes would lock with her father's. That strained smile reappeared. This was gonna be hard, they all knew it.

"Ready, Dad?"

"Not even a little bit…"

"Need us to take a minute?" 

Kerry shook his head. No, he'd be alright. 

"Thanks for bein' here, Kel," Kerry breathed out, his own eyes trailing down to his son. From the angle he held the carrier, all he could see of Ted was his little feet, covered up by his onesie.

"Wouldn't be anywhere else. Let's get these fuckers to stop staring, huh?"

Looking up again, Kerry saw that some were still staring. Others had either walked or looked away. Fucking vultures. With a sigh, Kerry nodded his head and started to finally step away from the car. Teddy was still whining, but he knew he was alright. Just being a pouty little boy. He'd feel better in Daddy's arms here in a little bit.

Exchanging the carrier into his left hand, Kerry offered his right to Louise once he made it to where she stood on the pavement. He was quietly thankful when she accepted it readily. Kelvy wasn't far behind, with both of them waiting for Kerry to make the move toward the columbarium first.

It would take a few moments for Kerry to get the nerve to. When he finally did, he felt as though he was on auto-pilot until he made it to the row she was in.

There were so many different niches around hers. Hell, it was in this same columbarium that Johnny and Alt both rested. An empty niche for Johnny, while he didn't know nor care about the state of Alt's. Neither of them mattered today, anyway. He stood in front of the specific niche they were visiting, staring at it with burning eyes. 

Derry Eurodyne [ Come back and stay. Forever and ever. ] 2007-2026

Even after all this time, it was hard to believe it to be true. He still had those times of having to remind himself that she was gone, and had been for so long now. He knew Kelvy hardly had any memories, if any, of her older sister. Now Teddy would have to live his life without her too. His heart broke for them both, for Derry's mother. He was never going to be able to bury the guilt, or even just move past it. 

He knew this would be a constant for the rest of his days.

"Hey, Derry…" Kerry finally managed to force out of his mouth. Louise and Kelvy both had been quiet, standing solemnly at either side of him. Letting his face fall, he'd instead look to his son. "I know, it's pretty wild. Your dad's this old 'n' still poppin' out babies," he joked, letting a fake smile spread across his face. "Didn't think it was possible either, but here he is." He carefully began to kneel down, unbuckling Teddy from his carrier. "Your baby brother. His name's Theodore, but Louise and I've been calling him Teddy."

Teddy let out a whine of discomfort as he was picked up out of his seat, with Kerry quietly shushing him a moment later. He kept his hold of him gentle, making sure he got him comfortable in his arms.

"Don't be like that, Teddy Bear. Gotta say hello to your big sisters. Especially Derry. Haven't met her yet." Standing himself up, he'd hold him so he could get a good look at the hologram epitaph. The projected image above her name and information was a picture of when she was still a little girl. Kyra had wanted it that way, and Kerry hadn't been willing to argue with her. The hologram wasn't even that great, but… well, too late to change things up now.

"Your little brother's pretty damn adorable, Derry. You'd probably love holding him. Like how you loved holding Kel. But, we're gonna tell him all 'bout ya. I know I've been-" Before Kerry could go on with what he was saying, his attention was swayed by a quiet little coo from Teddy.

The cooing wasn't terribly common just yet. Most of his noises were still just cries and grunts, but he did love it whenever he made those sweet little noises occasionally. Looking down to his son's face, he would see Teddy's wide eyes gazing up at the teal colored holograms. And then… a smile. 

Oh. Oh, shit. 

There'd been smiles before, he'd admit. They hadn't been totally voluntary before, though. Nothing gave indication that he was actually smiling at what he saw in front of him. Part of Kerry wondered if it was more of the same, or if he was actually doing this. So as the smile stayed for longer than a second, Kerry felt his eyes burning all over again.

He knew it wasn't because of Derry. He wasn't some silly, emotional idiot that was thinking too much about this. He knew it was probably because of the pretty light. Despite that, though, his eyes just couldn't stop watering.

"What is it, Dad?" Kelvy spoke up, since she was the only one able to see his face.

With a sharp sniffle, he'd gesture down toward Teddy with a nod of his head. Kelvy followed his gaze, hunching over slightly so she could see her baby brother's face. That smile was so clear as day, she didn't even really know what to say. With a gesture from Kelvy, Louise would lean over to see too. And she saw it. The sweet little smile on Teddy's face as he was looking into that teal light.

"Shit," Kerry breathed, feeling his voice shake. "...Happy ta see your big sister, bud?" A small chuckle bubbled out of him. "Or are you just mesmerized by that pretty light? Either way, you're cute as fuck, ya little bug." Kerry carefully adjusted his hold on Ted, turning him around and placing him up to his shoulder so he could embrace him the way he wanted to.

"She makes all of us smile too."

[painfullypregnant]

First Stop

I was formerly @/lowhangingbelly but I'm moving to this blog because I kinda wanna shift gears as far as content goes and control who's following this account (I made lhb when I was around 19 and there's 2k+ people there so weeding that out would take forever).

I also want to do more involving ocs and artwork when I have the time to. Fics will still be a thing, there's just stuff I wanna do on top of that. I'm also gonna be focusing more on tmpreg content but fpreg will still be a thing.

I guess I can edit this post and add to it when I think of more things to say lol.

Likes:

• Overdue (40-44 weeks but nothing more than that)

• Extreme discomfort (lightning crotch is my favorite thing on the planet)

• Big babies (8+ lbs but nothing over 16)

• Twin pregnancy

• Lopsided/oddly shaped bellies

• Size difference

• Heavy waddling/trouble walking

• Sex to induce labor and sex during labor

• Inconvenient/dangerous birth

• Water bags breaking/leaking/bulging

• Contractions

• Birth denial (not forcing the baby back in, just holding it there for whatever reason until the carrier can push)

• Involuntary pushing

• Fundal pressure

• Quick births (baby's out in one or two pushes/ejection)

• Long births

• Lactation (mainly at the very end of pregnancy and during labor)

Dark Likes (dead dove):

• Non-con/forced pregnancy

• Bondage

• Torture (only for interrogations)

• Stress induced labor (idk if this would be considered dark but ig it depends on the situation)

• Abusive/neglectful partner (mainly verbal, emotional, and mental. physical is fine but only if it's implied without detailed scenes or descriptions of what happened.)

Dislikes:

• Birthing anything non-human (other races like elves and orcs are fine, and I might come around to a/b/o and puppy stuff)

• Racism/race play

• Detrans

• Misgendering

• Carrier/baby death

• Hyper and rapid pregnancy

• Penis/anal birth

• Watersports and scatt

HUGE NO:

• Incest

• Minors

[justawhimm]

you’re real

fandom: cyb//erp//unk 2077  summary: derry's arrived home after staying with her mother through kevly's first week of life. now, she wants nothing more than to hold her new baby sister.

chapters: 4/8

content warnings:  allusions to disordered eating, pre-op transmasculine mentions

notes: man i’m coming to realize I might not get all of this done by the end of may. but let’s hope I do!

Current Year: April 2024 Kerry's Age: 36

cross posted on ao3

"Hello, itty bitty Kelvy!" Derry cooed down at her baby sister. She'd just about demanded to have her chance to hold her the instant she got back from her week long visit with her mother. Kerry was actually pretty surprised by just how overjoyed Derry was by the arrival. She hadn't shown much interest beforehand, and so he'd actually feared she might end up resenting her for taking that "only child" title away from her. Apparently, that was anything but true. 

Kerry watched from his side of the bed he shared with Jamison, taking this opportunity to rest a bit. The first week hadn't been so bad, thankfully. Especially now with Jamison's help. He was doing great, enabling Kerry to get the rest he needed after giving birth. Kerry did what he could, especially to be able to bond well with their daughter, but otherwise was given the opportunity to rest well after having not been able to for months now. He'd get his full time fathering duties once the postpartum bleeding stopped. 

"Turns out," Kerry began, "she's smaller than you than when you were born. Surprisin' as hell, since I'm pretty sure I was eating like shit when I was pregnant with you."

"And you weren't eating like shit with Kelvy?" Jamison asked, sitting at the end of his half of the bed. Kerry rolled his eyes, looking to his mainline with a bemused stare.

"You know what I mean. …But yeah, in that way, too. Would'a thought those oreos would've gone straight to her, but apparently not."

Kerry's gaze would fall back down toward his daughters. Both of his babies were so beautiful. He was probably just getting a little ridiculous, a little sappy over it all. Kerry was already looking forward to learning how to do Kelvy's hair, hopefully with some help from Jamison's mother. He definitely couldn't wait 'til it was long enough to start to play with. She already had a good amount of hair, so he was hoping it wouldn't take too long for him to start being able to learn. 

"Are you guys gonna need help with her..?" Derry tentatively asked.

"I already have ta fight Jamison for her. Weirdly enough, I'd like to hold my baby more than just ta feed her." That, honestly, had been a surprise to everyone. Everyone had been expecting a bout of postpartum depression out of Kerry, but he seemed to be rolling with everything pretty well. Either he was hiding it astoundingly well, or he was ok. Having his focus on Kelvy rather than Johnny had been doing him good, in his opinion.

"You're sure? I could probably leave school early t–"

"Uh-uh. None of that," Kerry was quick to dismiss. "Promise, there is absolutely no reason why you need to be missing school." 

"And you're super extremely hella sure?"

"Yes, Derry, I'm 100% sure. Do I gotta remind you that I wasn't even gonna let you skip school to be there if she was born while you were there?"

"...Nope, I'm more than aware." The little pout on her lips was adorable. It was that pout that always used to get her what she wanted when she was little. Somehow, Kerry had a feeling Kelvy would have a similar pout. Or maybe she'd inherit those equally powerful doe eyes. 

"Good, no arguments, then." He'd smile at her, reaching out to pat her knee gently. A small gesture to show there was no tension between the pair of them. It was all in good fun.

When Kelvy would inevitably begin to cry after some time and pairs of arms reached out for her, Derry instead pulled away, holding Kelvy close to her. Kerry could already feel his chest aching with the cries. He'd entertain this for a bit, but he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to.

"It's ok, Kelkel," Derry crooned, carefully bringing the newborn up to her shoulder to rest Kelvy's head on her shoulder and to rub her back. "I'm gonna learn how to take good care of you. We're gonna hate each other sometimes, but I think that's normal…" She assured her quietly.

"Kel might need a feeding, baby. You're being cute as hell and I hate ta break up the love fest, but all of this-" He gestured to his chest, "-hurts like hell. And if my timing's right, I think it's about time for her to eat."

"A little too much information there," Derry was quick to admit with an awkward laugh. She was slow in her movements to adjust Kelvy again, then scooted a bit closer toward him to hand the newborn over to him, "but here. Take your baby. I just want her back after she's done."

"Alright, alright. You'll get plenty of chances to hold her. Not like she's going anywhere."