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saphushia · 1 year
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i read a wonderful little sickfic that had phantom!etho in it, and despite never even considering the concept before i now can't stop abt etho phantom mechanics and him just being silly with it <3
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boycattj · 26 days
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byler x skam france revamped !!! (original)
time: 8h22m (in total - i used the same canvas)
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virescent-v · 2 months
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Reader gets pregnant but baby’s father isn’t the picture and Emily’s helping and supporting reader through out the pregnancy?
Oh Baby
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Summary: A glimpse of your pregnancy, with the help of Emily.
A/n: Sorry this took so long! I hope you enjoy it!
Warnings: none, this is all fluff! dont come for me about the name i couldnt think of anything else hehehe
Word count: 2.7K
You called her the second you realized your period was four weeks late. To be fair, you’ve never really had normal periods, so you hadn’t noticed at first. 
She showed up at your door, bag from CVS in hand. She didn’t say anything, just took your hand and led you to the bathroom, thrusting the pregnancy test (or five) in your hands before closing the door. 
You opened all of the boxes, followed the directions, and opened the door. 
She was patiently waiting on the other side, arms across her chest, chewing on her lower lip. 
“We’ll deal with whatever it says, however you want.” 
You could feel your eyes starting to tear up, your lower lip wobbling with the influx of emotion. 
Emily just held her arms out and you made your way to her, letting her gather you up in a forceful hug, as if she knew she was the only thing keeping you together right now. She rubbed soothing circles on your back, letting you take the time you needed. 
As you pulled away from her, she pushed your hair from your face. “You ready?” 
You managed a meek, “As I’ll ever be,” before leading her by the hand into the bathroom. You slid one of the tests over to her, grabbing a different one in your free hand. “Together?” 
Emily smiled a little at you, “Together.” 
You each flipped over the tests. 
***
She took off work for the first appointment, told her team to not call her under any circumstances until the appointment was over. She made sure to pick you up, drive you, and she even filled out the paperwork for you because your hands were too sweaty to hold the pen. 
When the nurse called you back, you made sure to grab Emily’s hand, dragging her along with you. She sat on the stool right next to the exam table, holding your hand the entire time. 
As the doctor put the ultrasound jelly on your stomach, you felt Emily lean a little closer to you, trying to see the monitor better even though she had no idea what she was looking at. 
A small little sac with an even smaller blob in the middle of it. 
A baby. 
You heard Emily take in a little breath, her hand squeezing yours a little tighter. You made eye contact with her, smiling at the barely hidden joy on her face. Emily’s always been really great with kids and you knew that she was going to be amazing with your little one. 
“Do you want to hear the heartbeat?” The doctor asked. 
You glanced quickly at Emily, a resounding ‘yes’ leaving your lips. A flick of the machine, a quick readjusting of the machine, and soon enough there was a rapid, static-like pulse emanating from the speakers. 
“Everything with the baby looks great,” the doctor said. “Do you want some printouts of the ultrasound?” 
“Absolutely,” you said. 
As you sat in the car on the way back to your apartment, you were looking at the ultrasound, each of the six frames looking like the same blob to you. With a quick decision, you tore it in half, leaving three frames on each side. 
When Emily parked, you handed her one half. “For you.” 
You watched as she reverently held the pictures, her finger rubbing gently across the middle frame. “I can’t wait to meet them,” she whispered. 
You smiled. You couldn’t wait for her to meet them either. 
*** 
At this point, you were well acquainted with the inside of your toilet bowl. The morning sickness had hit you swift and hard and out of nowhere. 
You were hardly able to keep food down, the smells of most things sending you running for the toilet. Your cravings hit you just as swift, but changed quicker than you could accommodate them. 
Thankfully, your boss let you work from home most of the week. You couldn’t imagine having to deal with this while in the office. 
Emily made sure to text you consistently every day, as much as her work day would allow for it. Currently, she was out of state, dealing with some psycho in Florida (go figure). 
Emily: How’s today? Still puking your guts up? 
You: Tell your soon to be bestie to calm down! Their mother actually needs to work to be able to afford them and she can’t when she’s constantly staring at the inside of her toilet. 
Emily: Put your phone up to your belly. 
Emily: Hi, little one! Auntie Em here. RELAX. Your mom is throwing a fit and needs to work! 
You: You’re insane. 
You: Thank you. 
Emily: 🙂Did it work? 
You: Ugh, yes, sort of. I’m drinking some water and ginger ale and munching on some crackers. 
Emily: I should be back tonight. Dinner? 
You: Yes, I miss you! We can decide when you get here? 
Emily: See you two soon! 
*** 
Second trimester brought nothing but constant weird cravings. Your pantry and fridge were overflowing with foods you’d probably never eat because it sounded good one second, but you ended up being disgusted by it the next. 
It was around midnight on a random Wednesday when you woke up starving and craving mint chocolate chip icecream and pickles. You padded your way down to your kitchen, tying the tie of your robe around you, before frowning at the lack of both in your refrigerator. 
Chewing on your thumb nail, blankly staring at the light emanating from within your fridge, you heard your phone buzz on the counter behind you. Sighing, closing the door dejectedly, you snatched your phone up, smiling at the text from Emily. 
Emily: I just got back from the case in Wisconsin. You up? 
You: I am. Cravings hit hard for choco chip mint icecream and pickles and I have neither. I might go to the store. :( 
Emily: Absolutely not. I’ll grab it and be right over. Your place is closer than mine and I’m beat. 
You shook your head, not arguing with her. Emily has been a lifesaver during your pregnancy, helping you as much as she can. She’s taken you to most of your appointments, helped you shop for (and build) some nursery furniture, and she’s bought the baby more clothes and toys than you have. 
The opening of your front door jolted you from your thoughts. 
“I come bearing gifts!” Emily said, walking into the low lit kitchen with a few bags. 
You stared incredulously, “Em! I wanted icecream and pickles! What is all of this?” 
She shrugged her shoulders. “I was hungry, too. And everything just looked so good. So I bought it,” she said, as she slid your icecream and pickles across the counter before emptying the bags. 
You rolled your eyes. You were going to have so much food go bad on you. Opening both the chocolate mint icecream and pickles, you smiled, a happy little dance making your body wiggle. 
Emily grabbed her own icecream, coming back to the island with two bowls and spoons. However, she watched in horror as you took one of the dill pickles and dipped it into the icecream and scooped some of it before shoving both in your mouth. 
You hummed happily, the saltiness of the pickle and the sweetness of the icecream hitting your craving exactly how you imagined it would. 
Glancing up, you almost choked and laughed at the look on Emily’s face. “Don’t say anything. Baby is wreaking havoc on my taste buds. Talk to them about it when they’re older. It’s their fault.” 
Emily furiously blinked a few times before taking a deep breath and ignoring the teasing remark she had. 
As she opened her chocolate icecream, you shrieked, covering your full mouth before rushing around the counter towards Emily. 
“What?! What’s wrong?” She said, throwing her spoon down, thinking something was wrong. 
You continued chewing, shaking your head, grabbing her hand and placing it on your stomach. 
Emily’s eyes caught yours as she felt the baby move and kick. “Is that…?” 
“Mhm,” you said, tears gathering in your eyes. 
Emily knelt down to the ground, her face inches from your stomach. She was gazing at it with awe, rubbing small circles over the spot the baby had just kicked. “Hi, baby. I can’t wait to meet you,” she whispered. 
At this moment, you’ve never been happier. 
*** 
The third trimester flew by. The nursery was done, with the help of Emily and her coworkers. How she managed to get Derek, Rossi, and Hotch to paint the nursery and build the rest of the furniture in one day you will never know, but you were incredibly thankful. It was one less thing you had to worry about. 
You had a hospital bag packed and ready in your car because the baby could come at any moment. 
Sniffling, you were trying to hide your disappointment as you talked to Emily on the phone. “It’s okay, Em. Work is important. Go. We’ll be here when you get back. They just might be outside of me when you do,” you wetly chuckled. You were hoping she could be there when the baby was born, but you understood her job sporadically called her away. 
There was a long pause. “You and this baby are more important than any job I’ll ever have. Do you understand that?” 
You took a deep breath in, catching the undertone of what she was saying. 
You and Emily had been toeing around each other for the past few weeks. Every moment felt charged and on the precipice of something more. Neither one of you ever brought it up, just allowed it to happen. You knew you were close to finally admitting to each other how you felt, but something was holding both of you back. 
“I know,” you whispered. 
Another long, tense silence. 
A deep sigh. “Try to keep them in there until I get back, okay?” 
“You got it, boss,” you said, still trying to hold back all of the emotions bubbling up inside you. “Stay safe and come home to us.”
You heard Emily suck in a breath. “I’ll be home as soon as I can.” 
There was a click from her hanging up, and you rubbed your belly absentmindedly. Home. Emily was home. 
***
Your relationship with Emily came to head one scary night when you thought you were going into early labor. The contractions felt real – real for someone who has never felt real contractions before. 
Emily came over, rushed you to the hospital, and stuck with you the whole night just for the doctor to tell you it was false labor and to take it easy over the next few weeks until the baby finally made their appearance. 
She took you back home, well after midnight, both of you exhausted from the whole ordeal. You both settled into your bed, still a little hyped up from the adrenaline of a possible delivery. 
“I was a little scared, but also excited to meet them,” Emily whispered in the dark of your room. 
“Me, too. It’s still too early for them. They need to cook a little longer,” you giggled. 
You felt the bed shake slightly from Emily’s muffled laughter. “Don’t talk about my bestie like that! They aren’t a chicken that needs more time in the oven!” 
You laughed loudly. “I know they’re not a chicken, Em! They’re our kid, so I get it that they’re impatient, but they need to walk until it’s safe to come out!” 
It took you a few seconds to realize what you said. There was a tense silence from the other side of the bed. “Our kid?” 
You licked your lips, your hands fiddling on your stomach. Clearing your throat a bit, you sighed. “Yes, okay, our kid, Emily. You’ve been here since the beginning. And we both know our relationship has changed, is changing.” You turned your head, trying to seek her eyes out in the dark. “I’m tired of not admitting how I know we both feel.” 
You turned over, your enlarged stomach making it a bit of a harder task than normal. “You were here when I took the test, you take me to most of my appointments, you’ve built the nursery. Hell, Em, I’ve caught you talking to them when you think I’m asleep about all of the things you’re going to teach them, how you’re going to protect them, and threaten any future boyfriends or girlfriends!” 
You scooched closer to her, your hand coming up to play with her hair. You were pretty sure her eyes were shining with tears, but with how dark it was in the room, you couldn’t be sure. “I love you, Emily Prentiss. Wanna raise a baby with me?” 
Emily sniffled and laughed loudly, her voice gravelly from all of the different emotions the night was causing her. She brought her face closer to yours, rubbing her nose gently across yours. Another quiet sniffle. Her lips briefly met yours. “I love you, too. Let's raise a baby.” 
*** 
Frantically, you tried to put on fresh clothes. The maternity jeans you were wearing having been soaked because your water finally broke. 
Shoving your shoes into some sandals, not caring if it looked silly with socks, you shakily pressed familiar numbers on your phone, waiting for her to pick up. 
On the second ring, a rushed, “Hey, what’s up?”  
“Em,” you panted, rushing down the steps. “It’s time.” 
“What?” There was a second pause. “OH. Okay, okay. Stay there, I’m coming to get you.” 
“Okay, please hurry. These contractions are no joke,” you tried to laugh as another one took over. Through gritted teeth you mumbled, “Use the sirens.” 
Emily was at your place in less than ten minutes, lights flashing. You were at the nearby hospital in less than twenty, the contractions coming every couple of minutes. 
Emily helped walk you inside and get you checked in. In a flurry of minutes, you were undressed, in a hospital gown, and in your own room. 
As you were being assessed, Emily had stepped out of the room to make all of the calls to let your family and her team know what was happening. 
“Alright,” the doctor said. “Baby should be making their way into the world shortly. For now, we’re going to monitor both you and baby and get everything prepped.” 
Another, stronger wave of contractions hit as Emily came back into the room. She immediately rushed over, grabbing your hand and letting you squeeze the shit out of it. 
Over the next few hours, Emily stayed by your side, only leaving to get cold washcloths to wipe the sweat from your face, or to update everyone. 
With the contractions coming closer and closer apart, the doctor came in, gowned up. “Alright, mom. It’s time! Let’s meet this baby!” 
Emily got closer to you, continuing to hold your hand, her other brushing your hair out of your face. “You’ve got this, I’m right here.” 
You took a deep breath, gritted your teeth, and started pushing. 
*** 
What felt like hours later, many pushes, and a few inventive curses, an abrupt cry filled the delivery room. 
“Congrats, moms! It’s a girl!” 
You and Emily caught each other's eyes, not daring to correct the doctor. As the baby was checked, Emily wiped the sweat from your face, admiration shining in her eyes. “You did it. She’s here. I’m so proud of you.” 
A nurse brought over the clean little blanketed baby, smiling as she handed her to you. “What’s her name?” 
As you gazed down at the round, cute face of your newborn, you took a deep breath as her name came to you. You rubbed your finger across her chubby little cheek, getting a little misty eyed. 
You looked up at Emily, watching as her eyes held so much love for your daughter, for you. Your little family. 
“Charlotte Emilia. We’re hyphenating her last name.” 
Emily’s eyes widened a little. She swallowed a little thickly before whispering, “You sure?” 
You took her hand in yours, smiling at her. “I can’t imagine naming her after anyone else. She’s just as much yours as she is mine, Em.” 
You brought your hand up, wiping an errant tear from Emily’s cheek. Rubbing the skin there, you smiled brightly. You trailed your hand behind her neck, dragging her face towards you. “I love my family, Em,” you said, before kissing her. “Wanna hold your daughter?” 
Emily’s smile was the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. 
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doodlerh · 8 months
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ok rip i said id draw more but i can't </3
#h doodles#honkai star rail#trailblazer#caelus#march 7th#dan heng#hsr#i wanted to draw all three of em going like :D and being happy piled on top of each other but alas#i can't. ive been sitting with this in my drafts for Too Long#i no longer have da drive to draw em#tomorrow i'll be out till the evening but i think i'll finally draw double face#i also wanna draw some prosekai maybe bc i just ifnished the gamer event and i have so many thoughts#im gonna have to probably leave the house at 8am again ughhh i thought id be able to REST MORE now that my camp has ended#granted i wake up at 6am no matter what but i like at least three hours to just zone out#oh yea i still believe in caelus fidgeting w his clothes when hes stressed#its a normally fitting shirt but he keeps stretching out the hem bc hes always like yankin it this way and that#i think dan heng is v interesting (coming from a dont understand any of the lore standpoint) bc hes like#a what a billion year old dragon guy but he just pretends hes a human and becomes best friends w these two#i wanted to also do a thing about how they all feel awkward around each other but just want things to go back to normal#so they like hug n stuff..#and welt (who has plenty of his own secrets) tells him basically hey son u are always part of the astral express famipy#an dan heng who has probably been lonely till he came on the astral express is like :'(#okay. well. anyway GOOD NIGHT#less than a month till i return to school HELLO?#insane. i cant even think about it#im gonna see my roommie tomorrow!! yippee!!#gn all#sorry i couldnt draw more
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oceanwithouthermoon · 2 months
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one of my favorite (/sarcastic but not really cuz its like funny idk) things in fandoms is when people make ocs or self inserts or 'x readers' being shipped with characters, but the oc/sona/reader is literally just another character from the source material.. its like youre shipping the characters but didnt want to admit it, so you made a kinsona and branded it as something else..
and its NEVER subtle, actually its super blatant every time and im always shocked when nobody points it out..
i have seen uncountable saiki k x readers where the description is like:
"saiki meets someone whose thoughts he cant read for the first time, and even though he doesnt trust her at first, she keeps proving that she is kind and has good intentions!" you mean nendo? reader is girl nendo?
"this time, he meets a girl whose thoughts honestly match up with her spoken words almost perfectly for the first time!" hairo. youre shipping saiki with girl hairo.
"saiki meets someone whose thoughts are too fast and jumbled to re-" ITS AKECHI, THATS AKECHI, ITS LITERALLY AKECHI.
"saiki meets someone whose just as immune to teruhashi as he is for the first and only tim-" this is hairo again, awe bae you secretly LOVE haisai ?!?
"saiki sees his old childhood friend for the first time in years after an incident caused them to be apart and then they fall in lov-" WHY DID YOU EVEN WRITE THIS AND NOT CALL IT SAIKECHI.
its even funnier when they say its like that characters little sister, but the way they write it is still literally just the character, like their personality, dialogue, even their relationship, is the same..
not all of them fit this exactly, but the ones that take a boy character and turn them into a girl oc to ship them with a boy, it reminds of how in equestria girls they couldnt make applejack and rarity endgame so they gave them boyfriends who looked IDENTICAL to each other.. thats what youre creating, guys, youre creating heterosexual rarijack.
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girlboyburger · 11 months
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some sketches! cows n guys from my comic
layout/colors of these are v inspired by @/skunkes beautiful sketch pages :]
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so REVENGE, HUH? or justice, if that makes you feel better. it tastes the same when cooked just right. 'I REALLY WANTED A BROTHER.' such a shame to burn a bridge you so desperately wanted to keep, especially when it wasnt even you who started the fire. especially when you hope that not a single fragment of that bridge ever washes ashore.[MAY IT ROT FAR FROM MY SIGHTS] an unfortunate loss! atleast he has his friends.
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#jrwi prime defenders#jrwi prime defenders spoilers#jrwi pd spoilers#jrwi pd#william wisp#vyncent sol#THIS ONE IS FUUUUCKIN OOOOOLLDD RAAAHHHHH i made it like. a year ago. but didnt finish it for so so long bc i just wasnt happy w it.#BUT LIKE A CENTURY EGG the decades of being encased in salt n lime n ash have done WELL to bring out the flavores of this piece#i sorta recently cleaned it up and posted it onto twitty. didnt tag it bc it was SO OLD AND SCUFFED(i see so many MISTAKES NOW)#that i didnt want to expose it to the open air just like that#if i show smth to my small circles then it shall only be understood in those small circles.#open air and open interpretation from minds i cannot predict are NOT something i enjoy the thought of. usually. i am brave tho#BUT EVERYONE ON TWITTY WAS SO NICEEE i was like damn... i guess it IS good enough to be enjoyed by the masses...#lets work on being nicer to our art together. THAT BEING SAID. i really love my colors here HELL YEAHHHH#FIRST TIME IN A WHILE COLORIN THESE BOYS.... i dont use proper color enough..I ALSO RLY LIKE MY BACKGROUNDS HERE#i LOVE when the bg is hyperrealistic (i frankestiened stock photos) and when the subjects are all flat colored n cartoony#recently rewatched Making Fiends and they do that similar thing!! soft shading! lotsa details! almost painted? ill paint one day#ive already rambled so much abt the art im runnin out of ROOm to ramble about WWWIILLIAM GODDAMN WWIIIISP. its been a minute since i saw-#-this episode..but i DO remember the funny smoke trick that will did to his funny brother. EVERYTIME U GIVE AN ORDER. THAT BRINGS HARM-#-INDIRECTLY OR NOT. YOU WILL HEAR THOSE SCREAMS. YOU WILL FEEL THAT PAIN. OHHH WHAT A COOL PUNISHMENT THAT IS#its still an olive branch in a sense! a final chance for big bro bell to show that hes NOT an irrideemable piece o shit. and if not#well. to the wolves of psychosis with him!!! i really think william did the best he could here. if i was in his shoes i have no doubt i-#-woulda done the same. IM ALSO GLAD THAT VYN DECIDED TO STICK AROUND N SUPPORT HIM! thas character development baybe!!#i loooove prime defenders.. its been so long since i watched any eps of it but i KNOW it still has such a grip on my heart..GOTTA rewatch i
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gillionspookstrider · 11 months
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the magnus archives :) !!
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dinoserious · 7 months
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arc goes on a silly little trip to a dying kingdom on a finding nemo style search for its kid
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tequiilasunriise · 5 months
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I love when the toxic yuri is absolutely DOOMED by the narrative and they’re so in love they’re going through a divorce they are seeing each other in full for the first time they’re each other’s first (and last) love they’re gay and kissing and gay they’re still signing those divorce papers and yeah these is all happening at the same time
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asfdhgsdkjhgb · 2 years
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a very specific feeling ive had quite a lot recently
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franz kafka / @/sunlightafterdark (instagram) / @mossy-suggestions / in a week - hozier / @queermetal / edvard munch / @ghostsingold / @ghuolboy / @howlsnteeth / @cottagewarlock / solar waltz - cosmo sheldrake / @unspokengrief​ / @angelwormwood / @conceptualsolitude​ 
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alicenpai · 1 year
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apparently i never uploaded this one so. carole & tuesday button from 2019 !  ❤🎶🎹🎸
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mechawolfie · 8 months
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had a sudden thought like ok what if I made a laikas comet oc and he was a dhole.. so I did that 👍🏾 his name is tucker
edit: ok I gave him colors
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upsidedowngrass · 11 months
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HELLO here is............ reference art for my liam design/interpretation!!!!!! a lot of these r ideas ive already had and/or included in my liam art already BUT !!! now its all in ONE PLACE!!!! :)
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sparklecarehospital · 3 months
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It's almost Kissmas drawing requests time :] this is gonna be really fun this year because there's a lot more characters you guys can ask for doodles of since you know about Cometcare now!!!
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jsrenjoyer · 4 months
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cartoon network’s twitter finally got to edd..
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