#pain and nausea ugh

[somuchbetterthanthat]

Can you imagine how lovely life would be without constant headaches and/or nausea and/or random abrupt pain in the body and/or tiredness so deep you feel it in your bones. Like. wow.

[nabsthevulture]

quick someone give me 2k no time for questions

[robinsnest2111]

my body nuked me. thought I could just. ignore the pain. but. the pain won't ignore me. back to bed it is...

[quasieli]

I would like to have a word with whoever created uteruses. I'd just like to have a long, probably violent, word with them.

[platformcowboyboots]

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[vanillabat99]

I think I might have an ulcer again ._.

[alexa-crowe]

unrelated but i have to get all 4 of my wisdom teeth out and nobody is as concerned about it as i am even though i can't take pills or liquid meds and chewables would be difficult enough but there's no way the recommended dosage would be enough. and it's like. i'm not sure what part of psyching myself out and activating my gag reflex sounds voluntary!!

[invisiblyvisiblejay]

oh yeah i don't think i said this here all my bloodwork came back normal which means i have absolutely no fucking clue what's going on or why im so underweight bc it's not autoimmune and it's not thyroid and it's not literally anything else that would show up in my bloodwork

[bunn-iiii]

I do not feel good

[queercatboyrights]

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[seawitchkaraoke]

I used to rarely get any (noticeable) PMS symptoms and now I'm in my mid twenties and like a week before my period, I start just having suuuper low energy no matter how much sleep I get or how well I eat, my ADHD meds lose at least 50% of their effectiveness and worst of all, I randomly feel super nauseous and sometimes do actually throw up. I do not! Like this!

Today's my first day on my period and I'm in pain, but wow suddenly I have energy again? I am motivated to clean my room? My meds kicked in? Wtf

Anyway I refuse to do this for the next 20 or so years, so I should probably bite the bullet and get to a gynecologist and talk about birth control pills (and then potentially eventually implants and such). Though me being enby complicates that bc I absolutely do not want more estrogen in my body - there's options without it but... Yeah.

I don't actually have a gynecologist. I know I should have one, and get regular checkups even when I'm not having sex but like.... The combo of being ace and enby and uncomfortable with the idea of all that plus the adhd making making phone calls hard.... Yeah.

[silenthillbunni]

my neck hurts so bad, i can barely move it. and no position relieves the pain, so sleeping is awful (+ im scared of lying down bc my neck hurts so bad i need to mentally prep myself for 10 mins before i manage to get up). also, whenever i swallow the side of my neck but also the back of my neck just explodes in pain. so i've not really eaten anything, and even drinking water is difficult. and bc of anxiety, i have this thing where i produce extra saliva and need to swallow fkn constantly, and that ramps up when i know swallowing hurts... anyway im just so tired.. idk what it is or what to do. i cant really distract myself bc the pain is so palbable. guess i'll just have to call the healthcare center on monday, even if my avpd makes it so hard and sressful to seek medical attention :'(

[fuckmymunson]

Can you do a story about Eddie having sex with the reader on her period then taking care of her!!!!

❥ a/n: Yes I can and sorry for answering this like a hundred years later—

❥ TW: 18+ smut!!! Period sex! Soft dom!Eddie, aftercare. Please give me some comfort I need it. Also, I get incredibly horny before I get my period so this is a bit self indulgent. Cozy ending because I'm a bit tipsy and so love starved 😁.

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Eddie's calloused hands are practically bruising your waist with his tight grip, his heavy breathings from behind you and the rather animalistic growls he exhales every now and then only make the coil in your belly (and pussy) even tighter and bigger and— oh fuck when he yanks your hair…

But he stops. Suddenly.

Abruptly.

Violently.

Making you whine in discomfort and annoyance.

"What the hell, Eddie?" You manage to ask, looking over your shoulder to look at your boyfriend whose eyes are big as plates— his brown eyes are fixated on your pussy, and all you can read in them is panic and nervousness. "Eddie?"

"Babe" He gulps but his gaze remains glued to his dick and your cunt. "Baby" Eddie exhales, visibly shaking.

"Eddie what's wrong?" You ask, resting your weight in your forearms. "You are scaring me"

"Y—You…" His eyes drift from your pussy to your face, and you witness firsthand how the color is drained from his face. "You are b—bleeding"

"I'm what?" You ask frowning, confused.

Then it hits.

The snarky replies at school, the uncomfortable feeling all day, the nausea, the stomach pain, the moody comments, and the unforgiving urge to fuck Eddie until his cock breaks in half—

"Shit, shit— shit" You curse and ran towards the trailer's bathroom, thanking God in his heaven that Uncle Wayne's at work.

You stumble around the trailer with uncoordinated steps as your wobbly legs make you look like a newborn deer. Locking the door behind you, you grab the box that you keep inside the mirror's cabinet, where your feminine products (as Eddie likes to call them) are kept.

Eddie follows you, naked as well. He knocks on the door holding back a laugh after he hears you fumbling with the pad's wrap.

He opens the door inviting himself in after the third knock. "Baby." He calls you, almost amused. "Did you just had your period while fucking?"

"Ugh, shut up" You throw him a death glare and he holds his hands up in defeat.

"I don't mind, sweetheart. It's— you know, your natural body uh, things. Yeah" He means good, but poor baby isn't good with words. "Although, now I can say I literally murder that pussy—"

"Edward, seriously. Shut up."

"Uh-Oh, first name calling. Yes ma'am" He nods and and knocks the teasing off.

"I'm sorry" You sigh, resting your hands on the sink.

"Why are you apologizing for?" Eddie frowns and tilts his head, a few curls falling over his face. "I literally don't care, princess. It's something completely natural"

"You don't think it's gross?" You ask with a pout.

"Sweetheart, nothing about you is gross" He chuckles and kisses your head, lovingly. "Well except when you eat with your mouth open, that is fucking disgusting"

"Thanks for ruining the moment, Munson" You roll your eyes. His hands caress your sides, stopping at your hips as he silently placed himself behind you in the bathroom mirror, towering behind your still naked form. "Eddie? What are you doing?"

"Nothing…" He says looking away, pretending to not be responsible or conscious of his hand sliding in between your legs, quickly finding your clit and circling it. "You know… I've heard that period sex helps with cramps and mood swings"

"Oh yeah, where?" You try to remain calm, but then he slides a finger between your folds, slick with a mixture of your wetness and blood. "Fuck— Eddie"

"Doesn't matter" He kisses your shoulder, locking eyes with yours through the mirror. "What matter is that, now that I know you are fine… we can continue…"

"Eddie, it's gonna be messy—" You try to protest, but when he sinks two fingers so easily...

"I like it messy"

He curls his long fingers making your wet pussy clench around them, you moan his name in a needy manner, making his cock twitch.

"Now, let's return this fat cock exactly where it belongs… fuck— that's it" He thrusts without warning, his dick slides even easier than before. Eddie moans at this new sensation, it's so warm, so wet, so good. "Good girl, always so sweet and precious, you really know how to please me"

Eddie wastes no time, resuming his unforgiving pace. His balls slap against your clit in the most delicious way, making you whine and moan and cry and fucking gush around him. He looks down again, this time completely and utterly hard as a damn rock at the sight of your sweet pussy clenching around him. He doesn't care at all about the blood, he feels so fucking amazing that you trust him enough to do this.

His right hand releases your waist and yanks your hair again, forcing you to look in the mirror.

"Look, princess. Look at yourself, being fucked like a naughty girl. Spread your legs a bit more yeah— oh that's it, good girl." He gives your ass a few playful spanks, enough to send sparks to your pussy. "Shit— can feel that little messy cunt clenching around me, you gonna cum, bunny?"

You nod desperately, mumbling. "Yes, yes, please. Let me cum Eddie" Not only begging with your words, you beg with your eyes, half lidded, glossy and breathtaking. "Please baby, lemme cum, need it so bad"

"Cum, cum for me sweetheart" He slaps your ass harder this time, the pain sending you over the edge. "Fuck yeah. What. A. Good. Little. Whore." Every word is punctuated with a snap of his hips, prolonging your orgasm.

The wetness in between your legs mixed with the blood runs down your thighs, but the sight of it makes him swallow so hard and cum so hard inside you. Eddie groans and slams his cock all the way in, painting your walls with his sticky load.

Between pants and giggles, Eddie kisses your shoulders, grinning like an idiot.

"I love you so much, sweetheart" He murmurs with pure adoration, helping you take a seat at the edge of the plastic tub of the trailer. "Lemme take care of you okay? I can wash your hair and all"

"Eddie, you don't have to" You say, blinking slowly as the sleep starts to possess your body. "And I love you too, darling, I really do"

He is a man of word, after all. Eddie scrubs your hair, massaging your scalp, kissing your neck, your shoulders. Rubbing your bodywash all over your soft body, caressing every inch of your skin, worshipping it and not only bathing you with your favorite products but with adoration.

"Night, princess" He kisses your nose, now safely wrapped in two blankets.

"Night, my love" You whisper kissing his lips and resting your face on his chest, listening to his heartbeat rocking you to sleep.

God, this is true love ♡.

[cultofdixon]

Life can try and take you away. But I won’t let it

Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • People were falling sick and it turns out the new doc in Alexandria was slowly poisoning people. Boy did he meet his end • ANGST/SFW • TW: Nausea & Vomiting / Anxiety / Poisoning

Requested by: Anon

She looks exhausted Daryl thought when looking at Y/N from across the gardens watching her work slower than usual.

“Daryl, before you head back to the Sanctuary…Siddiq wants to load you up with more pain meds and vitamins he fou—-“

“Imma hang back for a bit. Besides, Rosita is training some of the women there. She can keep an eye on it until I get back” Daryl interrupts Rick but kept his attention on who matters. Rick noticed where his attention was and couldn’t help himself with stating the obvious.

“You know you love her. You’ve loved her for years. Why don’t you just—-“

“Shut it” Daryl cut him off once more when he watched Y/N stand to her feet a bit too fast for her liking and before she even knew it, she was falling back down. “Shit—-“ he quickly ran over with Rick following behind.

Hey

Wake up

Cmon Y/N

Cmon girl

Didn’t want to do this

Splashing her face with water only resulted in Y/N throwing a punch at the nearest person which happened to be Daryl as he caught her fist.

“Chill out. You fainted” Daryl helped her sit up along with Rick as they had someone grab Siddiq in case of anything else.

“So you splashed water in my face?” Y/N frowns pushing Siddiq’s hand away when he tried to feel her forehead. “I’m fine. I got up too fast”

“Are you feeling lightheaded? I would stay on the ground until—-

“I’m fine!” Y/N snapped pushing Daryl back a bit to give her room to stand up and once she did, she stumbled back into Rick as he quickly helped her steady herself. “Ugh. Whatever I’m going to lay down”

“It’ll do yea some good” Rick made his comment and caught her glare his way. “We will come check on you every once in a while. Daryl will you—-“

“I’ll stick with her”

“Oh well I meant just to walk her—-“

“Nah. I’ll give her her space but I’m sticking around in case of anything” Daryl stated, not taking any other suggestions as he rose to his feet keeping close to his currently upset friend who only wanted to work more. But everyone was afraid if she did, she’d pass out somewhere they couldn’t find her.

A couple hours passed and Daryl started to get worried the more he sat in the living room of Carol’s old place. He and Y/N still live there.

“Y/N?” Daryl eventually moved from his spot downstairs, entering her room with hesitation and a bit of panic when her supposedly sleeping form wasn’t in the bed. “Y/N?!” Then he flinched to the repulsive sounds of vomiting but he pushed through and entered the bathroom connected to her room finding her shaking form gripping the toilet. “Y/N, isn’t it getting—-“

“Worse” She choked out before vomiting again and at this point it was bile. Nothing left but her stomach acid coming up. “Everything fucking hurts” she sobbed, feeling Daryl pull her hair back and tie it up with the hair tie he always carries on him just for her.

Daryl gently rested his hand on her forehead feeling that the fever has gotten worse. His anxiety decided to act and radio Siddiq because he wasn’t going to leave her side.

He was instructed Daryl to carry her to the infirmary and to be careful because of her dizzy spells and the fact that she puked. The archer wouldn’t care if she threw up on him if it meant getting her on the road of recovery.

But arriving Siddiq uncovered more that was going on with Y/N. There was a rash on her arm and it seemed to go further under her clothes that Siddiq asked Daryl to get another set of clothes. Specifically a tank top and shorts.

“Y/N, come on. Need you to stay awake for a minute” Siddiq frowns holding her face to watch her eyes slowly lock onto his. She squinted looking at him feeling that pain return as she shut her eyes tight letting him practically man handle her to be on her side leaning over the bed to vomit. “It’s okay…we’ve gotcha. We’ll figure this out”

As Daryl makes a quick descend down the stairs with clothes in hand, he couldn’t help himself when it came to investigating what could be the cause of her symptoms. He set the clothes on one of the bar stools before checking around the kitchen finding ingredients left out.

Carol’s recipe? Daryl thought as he lifted the piece of paper beside the mess reading the ingredient list and the note left by Carol. He shoved the note in his back pocket about to leave when he couldn’t help but grimace to an off smell.

“The fuck…” Daryl scoffs picking up a few of the ingredients to see what the smell was coming from.

After a moment, Daryl came back with the clothes finding Siddiq finishing up an IV line and injecting a sedative.

“Did you—-“

“She was poisoned”

“What?” Siddiq frowns taking the clothes and getting his radio to contact one of their girl friends to help Y/N get changed. “How can you be sure?”

“She was making cookies. One of Carol’s recipes and she didn’t share any because it was a bad batch.”

“I still don’t—-“

“But there was this weird smell and I thought it was just. What was made. Burnt. Then I checked the flour she got and it was rat poison.”

“She grabbed rat poison from the pantry—-“

“No, it was in a flour bag. Somebody tampered with the pantry…this was deliberate” Daryl stated feeling his gaze latch onto Y/N’s curled up form as he gripped onto the clothes he got for her. “This is bad ain’t it”

“Being poisoned is no joke and she’s exhibited a lot of symptoms and if they only get worse…there’s only so much we can do. But right now I need to get my hands on the charcoal tabs from the Kingdom. They are known for helping with absorbing the poison.”

“I’ll go get it. You just. Please.”

Siddiq knew what he wants, what they all want. But it was different with Daryl.

“Siddiq….” Y/N shifted trying to keep herself awake even if her body ached terribly. But she needed to. “Is he gone?”

“He just stepped out. I can go—-“

“No…Siddiq…promise me something” She frowns watching him kneel to her bedside. “Don’t let it eat himself alive if I don’t make it”

“Y/N—“

“Please…we don’t know what could happen further. I…ugh. I wasn’t thinking either” She started to tear up feeling Siddiq’s hand gently brush them away.

“What happened isn’t your fault. We are going to find whoever tampered with the pantry and they will receive consequences. For now just let the sedative work while Daryl gets what we need” Siddiq reassures her fixing the blanket to cover her more as she was shivering but the fever was also still presented.

Carol was notified of Daryl’s arrival from Rick who was updated on Y/N’s condition from Siddiq. She had what he needed at the ready but when he arrived there was much more on his mind and she knew that it was her time to shine.

“Daryl. Don’t you dare”

“I just fucking got here”

“Yeah but you’re taking the blame for something you didn’t even do.”

“She got poisoned. In fucking Alexandria. A place we thought after the war they wouldn’t fuck with. But no that was delusional thinking…” Daryl scoffs opening his pack as Carol packed up what he came to grab. “I could’ve—-“

“Daryl. Stop it” Carol snaps to get himself out of that headspace. “Anything could’ve happened to anybody. It’s a terrible way of thinking that it’s good someone had this happen so that we can get the person who’s tampering with the supply. Now you better get back so she can use this.”

“I read the note. What you wrote under the list”

Carol softens, still keeping a sense of sternness in her expression. “Do you have any idea how badly she would’ve felt if it was you in her shoes? I know you would’ve rather had your place swapped with hers…but she would be just as self destructive. Now go”

When Daryl returned Y/N was situated in the clothes he grabbed for her, an IV for fluids, and a few loose bandages on the rashes that got terrible. She turned her head when she heard the door open tiredly smiling at Daryl watching him as he made his way to her side opening the bottle of the activated charcoal.

The archer almost stopped what he was doing to help her sit up when he watched her struggle a bit given all of her energy depleted.

“What’s that”

“The charcoal shit Siddiq wants you to take”

“Mmm…for what again?” There’s a fuckton of symptoms for someone who was poisoned. Just be glad it’s mental confusion and not yknow a seizure or coma.

Daryl frowns opening her hand and placing the tablets, the required amount, in her hand watching her stare at them for a bit while he grabbed the water from the bedside table. Y/N took the tablets drinking shortly after, giving the glass back to Daryl. He kept his eyes glued on her every move in case something more were to happen but all she really did after taking the tablets were lick her lips and bring her fingers to them.

“Shit…vomitting really dries out your lips somehow…” Y/N scoffs hanging her head down. “I look how I feel huh?”

“You look beautiful” Daryl said as if it were fact and that brought a bit of a heated hue on Y/N’s face while his were set on the tips of his ears. He reached into the inside his vest pocket (something he installed himself) to take out a silver circular tin and giving it to her.

Y/N hasn’t even opened it yet as she was smiling the second he took it out. She knew it was the lip balm she gotten him that she thought he had thrown out.

“Thanks…” She expresses after handing it back once she used it on her lips.

“Mhm. I gotta…tell Siddiq you got the tablets. He’ll instruct yea if you need more” Daryl stated watching her nod along to what he was saying. “I want to check in with Rick about the pantry shit. I’ll be back after” as he started to get up and make his way toward the door he heard a bit of a soft gasp escape her that when he looked at Y/N she averted her gaze grabbing fistfuls of the blanket. “What is it?”

“I…Do you mind…”

Daryl frowns looking at her confused bringing himself back to her bed and checking her person in case she was trying to bring up any pain she was in.

“Y/N?”

“Can you just…stay with me?” Y/N whispers keeping her gaze down. She felt a shift in the bed lifting her gaze with a hint of a smile.

“Yeah, I can do that” Daryl returns the smallest smile, gently tucking a stray hair behind her ear and letting her lean against him.

Until eventually, Siddiq came to check on her finding Daryl holding her close rubbing circles on her back as she slept. She was making a turn for the better and Daryl was keeping an eye on her.

Like always.

[bohbee]

Genshin x Pregnant Reader

Part 3

Part 1

Part 2

Characters: Tighnari, Cyno, Al-Haitham, Kaveh

Warnings: throwing up, blood, water breaking, cussing, nausea, pain, kids💀.

Notes: please read! Tighnaris will be a bit longer than the others due to him being part fox! Also water breaking doesn't usually hurt but it will for his!

Anyways not proofread

Masterlist

Al-Haitham

You sat in the bathroom the day had just started and you already threw up, Al-Haitham stood behind you softly rubbing your back, as Kaveh made you some remedy food. "Ugh, today's gonna suck." You said with a loud groan, before puking yet again in the porcelain toilet. Your grey hair boyfriend held your hair back "(y/n), I'm going to take you to the hospital." He said, causing you to whip your head towards him.

"Wha- it's just me being sick? You tell me each time that I will be fine how is this different?" You said in shock, his expression stayed the same, slightly worried yet calm. "You're pregnant." He said with a matter-of-fact tone. You went to go say something again however another wave of nausea hit you, making you throw up.... yet again.

~Five months later~

He was right, to say the least. Currently, the two of you walked around Sumeru City, a medium-sized bump on your abdomen. You sighed heavily, the two of you didn't want a kid yet, you guys made the best of the situation but it didn't stop you from feeling bad. "You alright?" His hand grabbed yours, turning you to face him. "I've told you to stop worrying about this." His eyebrows furrowed, and his hand that held yours moved to your stomach. Rubbing the bump softly, "This will be our kid, it isn't a problem." You smiled softly, despite him being based on logic, he was quite aware of your emotions.

"I know Haitham, come on, let's go get some food, they're hungry." He chuckled softly as you pulled him around the city. "Alright crazy, let's go"

~Eight months in the pregnancy~

You looked into Kavehs eyes with shock as the water dripped from your inner region. "Ka-" you went to say his name however his screeching interrupted you, he placed you in the wheelchair he made you last month and rushed to the Hospital.

You sat in the room alone, contractions slamming your body consistently. Kaveh ran to grab Al-Haitham as soon as he dropped you off in the hospital. The nurses informed you that your baby would be premature but that they would most likely be fine.

The hospital room door slammed open, interrupting your conversation with the nurse, Kavehs eyes shot toward you, and your boyfriend's eyes right after his. "Archons." He muttered before pushing past the architect, he slammed the nurse with questions before he interrogated you.

Your birth wasn't as painful as it should've been due to your baby's small size, however, she was completely healthy. Al-Haitham snipped the umbilical cord and walked back to you. "She'll be just fine, alright? Now, how are you?" He asked softly, the back of his hand pressed on your forehead. "Ah forget that, just get some rest okay?" He said before you could answer, he placed a soft kiss on your knuckled. "I'll be right here when you wake."

Al-Haitham was a patient father, always pushing his daughter to the better choices but still allowing her to have fun. Currently, you stood in the kitchen, your daughter strapped to your chest as you made dinner. Al-Haitham walked behind you, hugging you softly, and kissing your kids' forehead. "Smells good what is it?" You went to respond but your kid decided to make a Muffled noise before... "Dada" you whipped your head towards her. "No fair." You groaned...

(Bonus: Kaveh was an amazing uncle, he would often steal your daughter whenever Al-Haitham was at the Akademiya and you needed a nap. He often made her toys and even a playground. The cute baby brought the two roommates quite close to another.)

Cyno

Loud shuffles could be heard at the front door of your house, quickly catching your attention. You wobbled to the door of your bedroom, carefully peeking out. "It's just me," your husband said, causing a breath of relief to leave your body. You walked out of the room, his sunset eyes looking at you.

He let out a soft smile, "I got some medicine from Tighnari, it should help with your nausea. He also said it'd be smart to do some aerobic exercises." The white-haired male said softly, his hands softly caressing the bump on your abdomen. "Ugh, I just want to relaaaax." You groaned, a small pout on your face, which caused General Mahamatra to laugh. "Oh well, darling, this will help the birthing process okay?"

"Finee"

The two of you stood in the living room, your husband showing you some pregnancy-friendly stretches. "No no, move your hips out." He said calmly, his calloused hands gripping your waist and patiently showing you how to properly do it. A crack popped through your body, your back releasing pressure it had been carrying due to the child. "That soo nice" you groaned out, gaining an amused hum from Cyno. "See I told you, now go ahead and sit I'll make you some Duel Soul" you nodded softly and waited for him to come back.

~Nine months in the pregnancy~

"Agh!" A loud groan was yet again playing through the hospital room, Cynos hands grabbed onto yours. "Deep breaths remember?" You listened to his advice as another contraction rippled through your body. "Cyno-- ugh! It hurts!" You pressed your head into the pillow, sweat dripping down your forehead. His calloused fingers rubbed your hips softly, washing away a bit of your discomfort. "I know, it'll be over soon. Scream as loud as you need."

And that is exactly what you did. You grabbed his left hand which was rubbing one of your hips and squeezed it, causing his eyes to widen in shock. Not because it hurt, no something that simple couldn't hurt him, it was your immense strength that got him. He sat with you and let you squeeze him as hard as you needed, humming sweet nothings in your ear and praising you through the difficulties.

Cyno had to leave a lot due to his job, but when he was home he was the best father anyone could ask for. He would never fail to make the baby laugh, he finally had the dad joke title. Currently, the two of you stood in Gandharva Ville with your five-year-old messing with some jumping mushrooms. Loud laughter could be heard from each of you, you held your swollen stomach trying to calm the kicking infant in your belly.

"Hey kiddo, what does a bee use to brush its fuzz?" Your husband's voice said to your kid. "Hmmm, I don't know! What Daddy?!" They said with a large giggle "A honeycomb!" He exclaimed before tickling their stomach.

(Bonus: you would often visit Tighnari and Collie, and both of them would gush over your kid. Collie would always hang out with Cyno and your oldest, while Nari would stay back and assist you with your newborn. Each of them was amazing to the kids, your oldest even wanted to work in the forest like they did!)

Kaveh

His eyes sparkled when you showed up with a gift box in hand, "And what is this my love?~" he said cheerily before rushing you inside the shared house. "Hm.... a gift for the best architect in the world!" You exclaimed happily before kissing his soft cherry-tinted lips, causing the Acting Grand Sage to grimace.

Kaveh set the gift down on the table and carefully unwrapped it, making sure not to damage the gorgeous wrapping. Inside were multiple gifts. A new sketchbook, nail polish, earrings, and a......... a bag of really tiny hair pins. "My love! These are amazing, might I ask though.... what could these tiny bows be for, did you find a hairstyle you'd like me to try?" He asked, you looked down slightly, causing both him and his roommate to look at you in confusion.

"I'm pregnant." You mumbled softly, your eyes focusing on the intricate details on the tiled floor. "You-!" Kaveh exclaimed, dropping the pins and running over to you. "You?!" He said again with a large smile, tears globbing out of his eyes, causing you to giggle a little, nodding. "YES!" He yelled and grabbed whisped you into a heavy embrace. "My baby has a baby!"

~Six months later~

Pregnancy was easy for you, it seems that Kavehs empathic tendencies rubbed off on the newborn. They never really kicked or made you sick, however, they did make you crave food. So you sat with your Fiancé happily eating Rose Custard and a Pita Pocket Kaveh made you. His hand rested comfortably on your abdomen as he told your unborn child fictional tales. "You know Kaveh, you're going to be an amazing father." You said out of the blue, causing his peachy irises to stare at yours in awe. "My rose, you flatter me so much." He said with a large blush painting his face, he got up and smooched your custard-tasting lips. "Stay here my beloved, I'll prepare the bed for a massage. You deserve it after that amazing comment!" He said with a cheeky smile.

~Nine months in the pregnancy~

You huffed out, grabbing the stair railing, catching Al-Haitham’s attention. "(y/n)?" He said with a questioning tone, wet droplets filled his eardrums causing him to shoot up from his spot and grab your body carefully. "Kaveh!" He shouted, "They are in labor!" Your Fiancé shot out of his room and rushed over to the two of you. "Okay okay, let's go honey!" He said urgently, rushing you out the house.

Kaveh was an anxious father, however, he had an immense amount of love. He'd constantly be scared of hurting the child, even with the slightest touch. This quickly disappeared though, you'd often find the two of them asleep together, random pins in your now husband's hair.

You walked into your husband's office to give him some Padisarah Pudding, your irises locked onto a beautiful sight. Your beloved was slouched over on the table, papers sprawled all over the place, your child holding onto a lock of his hair. You sighed softly at the sight and placed down the pudding, carefully grabbing the Kamera. *click* the soft noise filled the room. Now this photo had to of been the best.

(Bonus: Al-Haitham and Kaveh were known as roommates that hated each other, however, this was not true. Al-Haitham was there for a large portion of your pregnancy, hell he even bought most of the stuff for you. He would give you random facts and assist you when it came to your cravings. He wasn't the best with kids, however, when he first met your child a small smile painted his face.)

Tighnari

The soft wind of Gandharva Ville tickled across your face, causing a sigh of contentment to leave your lips. Your eyes fluttered shut as you took in your surroundings, that was until soft twigs snapping caught your attention. You whipped your head to the noise only to find your beloved husband waving slightly "Hello dear." He said softly, walking over and sitting beside you.

A smile painted itself on your face and you placed your head on his shoulder "Welcome back, Nari, how are you feeling?" You mumbled, taking in his scent. "Relaxed now that I'm back, how're you and the kids doing?" His arms pulled you closer to him, your head now resting on his chest. "You make it sound like they're here already! But..... they missed their father I'd say...." You giggled softly, a light blush painting your cheeks. "Oh my! Well I guess I have to spend more times with my little plants now don't I."

~4 months in the pregnancy~

You huffed out and held your large stomach, despite being only four months pregnant your belly was LARGE. Having Tighnaris babies took a large toll on your body. As of recently, any food or food-smelling scent would cause you to throw up. Which made life hell for both you and all of Gandharva Ville. Tighnari would send people on missions to find different plants to ease his lovers seemingly endless nausea, everyday something new but nothing worked.

You sat on the chair after throwing up your old food, Tighnaris ears lowered as he watched your weak stance. "(y/n)?" He whispered, catching your attention, which you hummed in response. "I'm so sorry.." He walked over to you and hugged your frail body, "Just.... whatever you need.. tell me." He said, guilt rushing in his chest. "Nari.... I need to lay with you..." You said with a raspy voice, his ears perked up at your request, "of course."

~8 months in~

You thought four months was bad? No. Currently, you lay on the bed, the same bed you've been laying in for about a week in a half. The pregnancy really took your energy away, in the past you'd be able to join people for small walks, maybe on a good day dinner. But now you could barely get up to use the restroom. Your three children were definitely making themselves at home in your belly.

Tighnari walked over to your laying form and carefully helped you sit up, placing pillows behind you. "Is that comfortable?" He asked softly, causing you to nod. "Good, I've brought you some of the Pita Pockets Collei made, I placed some healing plants to hopefully allow it to stay down." He sat down beside you and unwrapped two of the four Pita Pockets. "Now you tell me which sounds better, Chicken or Shawarma"

~In labor~

A shrieking scream erupted through the village, causing Tighnari and Collei to drop everything they were doing and rush over to his house. Tighari ran into the room only to find your body on the floor in a puddle of blood and fluid. "Fuck" he said. He carefully lifted your body and rushed you to the nursery, placing you on the table. He was going to have to deliver them, you went into labor two weeks earlier than planned.

The birthing process was hell, your screams were loud causing him to get a major headache but he knew you couldn't control it. Luckily though it didn't take too long, with Naris' skills and Colleis assistance in a short 3 hours you were done and you lollied off into a much needed sleep.

You opened your eyes and looked around only to find Tighnaris's body curled into yours. Your movements quickly caused him to rush awake. "(y/n)! How are you? Do you need anything? The kids are in the other room. They're-" his quick speaking was cut off by your small giggle. "You big worry wart, I'm fine Nari, happy to be done with that whole thing.... but-" you stopped yourself, your eyes meeting with his curious earth-tone ones "But?" He repeated a large smile showering your face "I would kill for some of your mushroom soup right now."

Tighnari was a cautious tough loving parent, he would always make sure his three kiddos were safe and if they even dared to eat a suspicious plant oh they would have to face his Wrath. He would often grab the three of them and make flower crowns for you, teaching them different braiding techniques and such. Currently, you sat outside yet again breathing in the natural smell of the Village you called home. Small giggles interrupted you this time, "Hm?" You smiled softly at your three kids, each of them hiding something behind their back. "What's going on now my little devils?" You joked around, and your middle child stepped forward and shoved a small bracelet made of flowers in your hands, your youngest giving you a necklace, and your oldest giving you a crown. "This is beautiful! Oh, you guys are just the cutest aren't you? Help me put them on would you?"

(Bonus: Collei would ALWAYS steal your kids, she was a proud older sister and you never had any arguments against her actions. She would often dance around with them in the forest, always telling them fun stories about Aranaras. And when the green-haired storyteller wasn't there, Uncle Cyno and Aunt Nilou would be. Cyno would always come prepared with fun jokes, causing your youngest to always giggle. Nilou would often dance with Collei and the kids, sometimes even sneaking them some Padisarah Pudding.)

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Held this off for a while, hopefully it's alright.

[animasola86]

Pain Relief

Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x f!reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort/Smut // Words: 3.2k

Warnings: NSFW! Implied sexual content. Period pains. Dirty talk.

Synopsis: It's that time of month and all you want to do is curl up into a ball and die, but Sebastian has another idea of helping you relieve the pain.

Warning: Sebastian Sallow has a dirty mouth!

-- can be read on AO3 too --

Pain Relief

You were in the middle of shifting yet again, still trying to find a position that wouldn't coax these pained groans out of your throat every ten seconds, when you heard the door being opened and then something moved against your drawn curtains. Before you could show your disdain about whichever roommate just wouldn't let you alone, you heard a familiar whooshing sound and seconds later a freckled face came into view, smiling widely at you.

“Sebastian...” you muttered, smiling back despite the pain you were experiencing and the nausea that crawled up and down your innards like a hungry snake ready to devour you from the inside. Despite it all you reached out a hand to your preferred version of a snake and watched with growing affection as the Slytherin boy started to climb into bed with you.

“How are you feeling, love?” he asked quietly as he settled next to you, his body heat already helping you breathe a little easier.

You couldn't really describe your discomfort and you weren't able to find the strength to talk anyway, so you just let out a “Hmmpf.” and an “Ugh...” as you moved again, somehow ending up in a position between lying on your back and lying on your side. He scooted right behind you, supporting your aching body with his as he carefully put an arm around you, his hand moving down to slip under the hem of your jumper.

You were about to protest and firmly deny his advances, but as soon as his warm hand rested on your tight stomach, you inhaled deeply and closed your eyes. Then you felt his lips on your ear.

“Don't worry, darling,” he told you in a deep whisper that caused shivers to rush down your spine, numbing the pain for a moment. “I'm just here to comfort you...”

“Thank you,” you whispered breathlessly and leaned against him, trying to relax while your insides fought their monthly war against your subconscious decision to not get pregnant yet again.

He rubbed soothing circles into your skin, applying just enough pressure to ease the cramps throbbing through your body. “Of course,” he whispered, his voice low and quiet in your ear once more. Somehow a little moan slipped past your lips and you heard him chuckle softly.

“You know,” he then started and all you did was listen to the soft thrumming of his voice as it vibrated through your very soul. “I've read about natural pain relief and I came across a section that said that pain can indeed be reduced by sex or arousal...”

You cracked open an eye and turned your head to him, and despite his words, he looked genuine and almost serious, yet when he noticed your look, he smirked slightly and you saw the tiniest of blushes on his cheeks. “No sex,” you croaked hoarsely, feeling way too nauseous to even imagine any kind of exertion right now.

He leaned closer and quickly pressed his lips to yours, before he hovered there and smiled softly. “No penetrative sex, love,” he declared and as he said that he moved his other arm under your neck, angled it and gently closed it around your breast, softly fondling you through the thick fabric of your jumper.

“Sebastian...” you started and inhaled sharply, before you felt the hand that was on your stomach moving upwards as well, doing the same but underneath the woollen layer as his slender fingers kneaded at your sensitive flesh. Your initial reaction would have been to squirm out of his grip, but shifting was not an option in your state and the more you felt his warmth, the better it made you feel.

“Just relax,” he told you and brought his lips back to your ear, his hot breath sending goosebumps over your skin. You closed your eyes and leaned against him, fighting the ache gripping your insides and the urge to moan as he kept groping your breasts until you felt your nipples hardening under his touch.

Somehow both of his hands ended up under your jumper, leaving your cramping stomach exposed to the cold air of the room. He had moved his lips to your neck and was lazily kissing and licking and nibbling on it, definitely working in some bruises but the sensation distracted you enough to focus on the warmth instead of the discomfort.

One of your hands came to rest on your abdomen, slightly pushing against the ache inside, while your other hand closed around one of his wrists as he continued to massage (or manhandle) your tender tits. He halted then, his hot mouth moving up to plant soft kisses on your jaw and cheek.

“Tell me if it's too much,” he whispered.

“It's... fine...” you mumbled quietly, pressing your back against his chest to show him just how fine it was.

He stopped the groping nonetheless and wrapped his arms gently around your torso, one of his hands coming to rest right on yours, his warmth seeping past your fingers and right to your hurting stomach. He didn't stop there, he moved it lower until it slipped past the waistband of your undergarments. You squirmed slightly, but he stopped with his fingertips barely brushing against your mound.

He kept his hand there, unmoving, warm against your sensitive skin, its weight and pressure more comforting than you could have imagined. Turning your head towards him, you opened your eyes and watched him, smiling as you met his warm gaze. He leaned in and kissed you softly as you snuggled into his embrace.

For a moment you forgot about your pain and focused on the feeling of his lips and how his tongue gingerly pressed against your bottom lip, asking for admittance. You complied and parted your lips more to give him access to your mouth, and as he deepened the kiss, he tightened his grip around you and you couldn't help but moan against him.

Yet your moan turned into a groan as another unexpected wave of discomfort rushed through you, gripping at your insides with unseen claws, twisting and turning and rearranging your anatomy as cramp after cramp made you squirm beside him. You had to turn your head away, your eyebrows furrowed, your breaths frantic and tight, and then a whimper fell from your trembling lips.

You felt him pushing firmer against your lower stomach before he started rubbing your skin in a soothing fashion, and even though you only writhed more for a moment, you very slowly relaxed under his ministrations, even more so when he leaned his head against yours, half-way burying you under his body as he pulled you towards him.

“Shh,” he made and the vibrations of his voice coaxed more noises out of you. “It'll be alright...”

The pain ebbed away, like a wave retreating into the ocean to form yet another powerful crash against the shore, but for now you felt better again. You took a shuddering breath, un-furrowing your brows. His hand on your stomach kept its circling motion, applying just enough pressure to ease the tension beneath, while his other hand moved back under your jumper to pay more attention to your breast once more.

You felt him kneading your soft flesh with his long fingers, before they moved to your hard nipple, carefully rolling and pinching it, and you bit your lip as another moan wanted to break free. His lips were back on your neck, showering you with light kisses until his tongue took long strokes over your skin all the way up to your earlobe where he pulled it between his teeth and nibbled on it some more.

Somehow the sensations of his touches numbed the pain and nausea enough for you to start enjoying yourself again and you raised a hand to slip it beneath your jumper and attended to the breast that wasn't currently fondled by your supportive boyfriend. As soon as he noticed how you mirrored his movements with your own fingers, he chuckled against your ear and leaned over to kiss your cheek.

You looked at him and chewed on your lip, and for a moment you just stared at each other, his dark eyes swimming with those unspoken things that flooded your mind quickly as well. While you both kept groping at your sensitive breasts, you leaned a little closer and pressed your lips against the corner of his mouth.

“Tell me,” you whispered then and held his hungry gaze. “What would you do to me if I wasn't incapacitated today...”

He smirked at you and inhaled deeply, before he rested his chin on your shoulder. “I would put my hands all over your body,” he whispered back and you closed your eyes as soon as he started talking, sinking into the vibrations of his voice. “Like so...” He demonstrated by rolling your pert nipple between his fingers as he simultaneously lowered his hand down along your lower stomach, his fingertips teasing at the other bud throbbing slightly against his touch. You breathed deeper, licking your lips.

“And I'd kiss every single inch of your beautiful skin,” he said and pressed his lips against your jaw. “And while I'd lie behind you like this, I'd grind myself against your pretty little bum,” he added and you could feel his groin moving closer, yet he stopped before actually doing what he had said. “Of course we'd be naked so you'd feel how happy I'd be to lie with you like this...”

You chuckled softly, the slight shaking of your body both easing the tightness within yet also reminding you of it as your insides squirmed under the motion. Inhaling sharply you focused back on his words and your and his hand on your tender breasts. “Give me more... details...” you whispered and bit your lip as he kept kissing your jaw and cheek.

“Details, huh?” he repeated and his low voice thrummed through your head deliciously. “Well, alright then. I'll give you details. Imagine... your plump arse wiggling slightly as I'd press my cock between your cheeks, slowly moving against them, the friction so good you couldn't help the noises falling from your quivering lips. And as I'd keep up the pace, I'd move my hand to your clit and rub it in tight circles, applying enough pressure to make your thighs twitch and those moans to form in your throat.”

Just his words did indeed cause a strangled noise to erupt from deep within your mouth and he chuckled softly.

“Like that, love. But much more and more often and you'd barely be able to breathe under all my little touches,” he continued and as you focused on his voice, you had almost forgotten his hand on your breast until he groped it demandingly before he moved his fingers up and down, teasing your hardened peak between them.

“And while your body is shivering from all these sensations, I'd move my hand deeper and push a finger into your sweet little pussy, feeling your soft flesh moving against my fingertip. I'd push deeper and then I'd curl it, right against that sweet spot that would make you squirm and shriek in delight... can you imagine that?”

You whimpered deeply, nodding eagerly. “Yes...” you breathed, thinking back to the countless times he had touched you like that. The tension in your stomach was still there, but with all these other sensations flooding your body, it was only a dull throbbing, eased by his words and the warmth of his hand pressing against your skin.

“And maybe I'd add another finger or two...” he went on quietly. “And I'd push them in and out of you, slowly at first, teasing them in, before I'd move them faster and faster, stretching your tight walls more and more, preparing you for my cock that I'd still move between your twitching thighs. I'd be so hard and ready for you...”

Just the thought of him filling you up, sinking into you, connecting so deeply with you, made your heart beat faster and your breaths accelerate slightly. It also caused a warm feeling to settle between your legs that slowly pushed away the discomfort, not entirely, but enough to focus on the good things.

You felt his lips moving against your jaw as he continued, his hot breath tingling on your skin. “So after I'd fuck you open with my fingers, I'd grab your arse, pull those cheeks apart and guide my cock to your waiting pussy and with ease you would take me, swallow me, let me deep inside of you until I'd be completely buried in your warmth.”

He let out a soft moan at that and you shivered under the sound. “You really can't imagine what that feels like, being within you, held by your cute cunt, so tight and welcoming, and I could just stay like that, unmoving, as I press you against me,” he whispered and did apply a little pressure to his hand on your stomach as if mimicking the motion. You inhaled sharply.

“But we both know you'd want me to move, right?” he said quietly and kissed your neck. “And I would, slowly moving my hips back and then forth and back and forth... over and over again...”

You shuddered under the way he said that, imagining his movements, remembering the feeling of him sliding in and out of you, with your walls clenching and unclenching around him, slowly adjusting to his girth and length. You even scooted your rear slightly closer to his front, hoping against all odds he'd be able to do these things to you right now, even though you knew he couldn't.

“And before you'd know it, I'd pick up the pace and really thrust against your cute little bum, as I drive my cock in and out of you fast, my fingers digging into your hip as I'd hold you and you would whimper and moan and your body would spasm and tremble under the powerful snaps of my hips. The slapping of skin against skin would be obscene!” he concluded with a low chuckle and inhaled deeply, brushing his tongue against your skin as he licked his lips.

You felt your breath quickening as you opened your mouth, yet you were unable to find any words as you kept imagining the things he told you. You were so invested you had stopped touching your breast and apparently he was too because his hand was just resting on your soft flesh now, warm and comforting, just like his other hand on your stomach.

His body however inched slowly closer to yours until you finally did feel his groin pressing against your rear, and through the many layers of your and his clothes you could feel his erection, warm and hard, unattended as he continued in his hypothetical scenario of fucking you into sweet oblivion.

“And as I'd keep pounding you into a whimpering mess,” he went on, his voice so low and somewhat sweet despite his horrendously lewd words, “I'd tease at your perfect little tits and pay extra attention to your throbbing clit and you'd be so overstimulated you wouldn't know anything any more...”

This time he even moved with his words, his palm rubbing over your nipple and the fingertips of his other hand teasing at the bundle of nerves right atop your folds, and even though your insides convulsed under a strange mixture of pain and arousal as you felt your womb cramping and your pussy clenching around nothing, you felt the sensation of it all rushing through your body until you moaned softly against him.

He claimed your mouth then for a quick but heated kiss, his bulge straining against you as he started grinding it firmly between your plump cheeks. You kissed him back desperately, the warmth of his mouth sending tiny daggers through the tension gripping your nerves. Shivers and shudders rippled over you like waves and more and more moans escaped you.

“Feels good, right?” he murmured against your lips, the vibrations of his voice adding to it all. You were barely able to nod, your breaths mingling with his, your head starting to feel fuzzy as the pain within ebbed away once more.

“Keep talking...” you told him, not moving away, your eyes boring into his.

He smiled and kept kissing you, continuing his lewd tale whenever he would lean away to catch his breath. “Imagine... as I'd keep up my rhythm of moving in and out... and deep and deeper, prodding your sweet spots... and scraping over them, your walls would tighten around my cock, squeezing it so deliciously, as you'd convulse and shudder and cry out when you'd come right on my dick, and I'd come too, moments after, pushing deep inside you as I'd shoot my seed right into your womb, filling you up to the brim until it'd spill out and drip down your legs...”

He groaned then and you moaned as well, your body mirroring the things he had just told you as you imagined his warmth spreading through you and out of you as the tremors of your orgasm would shudder through you, rendering you utterly useless as you'd lean against his body, held by his strong arms, your heart jumping out of your chest, sweat covering your skin while you'd try to catch your breath.

You didn't need to imagine much of it as you did indeed feel him behind you, warm and present, his hands pressing on your skin, his warmth all around you, his lips capturing yours for a series of lazy kisses as you breathed heavily against each other, overwhelmed by the make-believe scenario. Deep inside, you felt the low throbbing of the cramps holding you hostage, their ghostly fingers digging into your stomach, but all around it you felt nothing but bliss, waves of pleasure rolling gently over you as you relaxed more and more.

While you closed your eyes and inhaled deeply, you felt his lips on your cheek and then on your forehead, before he cradled you against his chest, his arms pulling you closer while his hips halted their movements against you. His breaths were deep and even and hot on your skin, lulling you even more.

“Rest now, darling,” he whispered, sending more shivers down your spine. “And imagine how I'd lie behind you, holding you, my cock still buried inside you, warm and comforting, as I kiss you softly, waiting for you to fall asleep right in my arms...” To underline his words, he did indeed kiss you, soft, gentle pecks on your jaw and cheek until he moved to your lips, teasing them enough for you to get the urge to kiss him back, but you felt too sleepy to do so.

You could however manage a soft smile before you felt yourself slipping away slowly, engulfed by his warmth and affection and the safety of his embrace. The pain in your gut dimmed to a low thrumming until it faded too as you took a deep breath and sank into the sweet nothingness that was a well-deserved rest.

You were already gone and still his words echoed through your mind like a distant promise. “I can't wait for you to feel better so I can fuck you properly again...” A dirty promise, but a promise nonetheless.

End notes: A little short one, completely uninspired by real life events.

Btw, I did research how women handled that time of month in Victorian times and I learned that from around 1890 (what are the odds?!) they used re-usable pad-belts which I found so interesting - that I did not include it in my smut writing because too much information! XD

I also read that a new study from this very year showed that women's pain will not get reduced by sexy thoughts, but they didn't know that back then, so here we go, also speak for yourself, scientists, I know it works for me, okay? (Seriously, the amount of googling I do to justify my filthy stories... incredible.)

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this little oneshot and I hope you feel alright! Thanks for reading!

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