#preg!raven

[boybellyconnoisseur]

"Pregnant by who or what or when or where, irrelevant 😌" Well~ Picture then a boy whose belly contains it all: The natural child of a one night stand; nestled alongside a monstrous litter put in there one moonlit night in the woods; a clutch of eggs implanted by aliens; and the regressed form of his boyfriend, who was afraid to support him through all this~

A little sampler of everything I love, don’t mind if I do 😻

I doubt so many different things would get along well in such a cramped womb, constantly fighting for space… Never a moment in which that boy’s belly doesn’t have a shape or two sticking out, never able to find a comfortable position anywhere. All because he couldn’t seem to keep his legs shut for anything that showed interest in him, and now he has a burgeoning belly that truly keeps his thighs spread 24/7, with who knows how much longer to wait and how much bigger to grow 🥵

[drghostwrite]

Always You Pt. 3

Pairing: Larissa Weems x preg!wife!reader

Summary: continuation of the previous story. On a dark and stormy night in Nevermore things will change forever, monsters, standoffs and maybe even a new member added to the Nevermore family.

******************************************************** Lighting flashed in front of the window, illuminating Larissa’s large office, you stood in front of the window watching as raindrops raced down the ornate windows, the courtyard below enveloped in darkness as storm clouds hid the setting sun. She watched you intently from her spot in front of the fireplace, another flash of lighting outlining your strong form and the large baby bump you now sported.

You felt a gentle hand come to your lower back and slightly turned looking up at your wife, “Hello darling.”

“My love,” you answered as she leaned down to kiss your lips.

“How’re you feeling?” She asked her eyes trailing down your body, to where your hand gently held the underside of your bump, she ran a large hand over the taut fabric eyes trailing back up to yours.

“With everything going on, honestly exhausted.”

“That’s understandable… we’ll figure this out I promise.” She leaned down to pull you closer. Before either of you could pull away the doors to office swung open wide and a booming voice filled the room.

“Larissa!!” Morticia called out her face going a slight shade or rose red and she angrily stomped into the office.

“Morticia?” She said concerned stepping down from where you stood putting her in between you and your unborn child and the furious woman before you.

“Are you seriously considering just letting this monster run rampant, putting my Wednesday in danger?!”

“No one is going to die if I can help it, we have people looking into this.” She protested.

“Right, but what happens when you’re child comes, then are you just going to abandon us to figure it out so you can go do whatever with a child that isn’t even yours.”

“Excuse me?” You spoke up, the flecks of gold in your eyes weren’t swirls anymore, your eyes had gone completely golden your power could be felt crackling through the air.

“you expect me to believe that it’s her baby.” Morticia redirected her attention to you as you stepped closer.

You got extremely close to her face, your bump only centimeters from her torso as you stood off against each other, “This baby is as much me as it is her, not that it concerns you.”

“Truly?” She pushed you further.

“Y/N…” Larissa cautioned knowing that the raven haired woman had no idea what she was dealing with.

“Truly.” Before you could say anything more you were cut off by a teacher running in to get Larissa…

“I’ll be right back.” She said running a hand on your back and kissing your forehead before quickly exiting, leaving you standing there face to face with Morticia.

“Morticia, if I ever hear you speak to my wife like that again I swear to make your life a living hell.” You narrowed your eyes, they quickly started to return to their normal color. You could feel your body cramping, something you had been feeling all night by choose not to say anything thinking it was a false alarm. As she turned to storm out you turned to lean on the desk exhaling sharply, but you didn’t realize that she turned back around to say more quickly stopping as she took in your pained form.

“For the record, Y/N, …”

“Don’t you abandoned her, you broke her and left her for someone else to pick up the pieces.” You grimaced, tone laced with venom as you looked into her solemn eyes.

“Abandoned… did she tell you the stories… the truth of what happened…did she…” she started to yell.

“Stop, just stop…” you grimaced again feeling a contraction stronger than the others.

“I loved her once too!!” She yelled over you, you both looked up shocked at the revelation after all these years. Before you could say a word a gasp escaped your lips as you felt another contraction, stealing your breath.

“you don’t deserve to hear this…”

“No, Morticia, I meant stop because… because I think my water br-broke.” You looked at the jeans you were wearing water stains covered your inner thigh.

“Oh my God…”

“Get Larissa… somebody get my wife, now!” You yelled out.

———time jump———

the thunder cracked outside almost drowning out your strangled yell. The room was dark with candles lit around you, you were on your shared bed a light sheet being the only thing shielding you from complete exposure, though in this moment you didn’t care. Lighting cracked illuminating the whole room, you could see the midwife readjusting to check in your progress, your pained expressions and sweat beaded on your hot skin, hair had fallen and was sticking to your forehead.

“Okay Y/N you’re so close just a few more pushes.”

“Wait no, my wife… someone get my wife.” Morticia could hear your yelling and moans down the hall as she paced unsure of what to do. Larissa was out there putting her life on the line to save her students while her own wife gave birth to their child, something she could’ve cared less about but having Gomez there helped whether she wanted to admit it or not. She made up her mind and quickly set out to find Larissa for you, because no matter how much she said she disliked you she cared for Larissa and in turn meant caring for you.

she found your wife hulled up in the atrium with a few other teachers, the giant goddess of a woman in beige suit a contrast to the people surrounding her.

“Mrs. Weems…” Morticia spoke, but Larissa ignored her, “Larissa,” again no response, “Larissa Weems look at me now!” Morticia raised her voice.

Larissa spun on her heels and quickly grabbed the shorted woman by her arm dragging her off into a corner, “Listen I am doing you a huge favor right now, I would much rather be at home with my very pregnant wife than here putting out a search party for a minimal threat that has already been handled… so what is so dire that you must interrupt?!”

“It’s Y/N…” she spoke slowly, the red that Larissa was seeing now being replaced by a lump in her throat of terror at the thought of what could’ve gone wrong.

“What about Y/N?” She asked frantic.

“She um… she went into labor, I got the midwife but she’s asking for you., she’s here in your quarters there was no time to get her home”

“why didn’t you get me sooner?”

“I-I…”

“never mind then…” she said before turning and quickly making her way to your shared quarters, when she got there she paused outside the door hearing your pained moans filling her ears, taking a deep breath she jolted the door open. She ran to your side pulling you against her shoulder as she swiped sweat soaked hair off of your face, your hands grasping tightly at hers.

“I’m here darling, I’m right here.”

“You made it…” you strained out tiredly, grimacing through another contraction.

“I wouldn’t have missed it for the world, I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself.”

“well I’m glad you’re here.” You responded. One more push and you were holding your newborn baby in your arms.

“hi little one im your mama, and this is your other mommy and we love you so so much.” You said leaning to look at Larissa, who was absolutely enthralled by the little life before her, letting the little girl wrap her tiny hand against a long finger, she met your eyes placing a kiss to your lips.

“I love you Y/N… and I’m sorry for almost missing this.”

“You were trying to make this world a safer place for your baby, but I love you to Larissa Weems.” You kissed her again before refocusing on the little girl in your arms as she yawned and fell into a slumber, you quickly following as your wife kept a watchful eye over the two most important rings in her life.

[vassalor]

Anything for you. Pantalone x Reader

Warning: Mention of cheating, false accusation, theft, imprisoment, starvation,preg!reader, cheater! Kaeya,

Ie: for the people who love Kaeya. I also love him, one of my favorite playable char, but i want to try him this kind of situation.

It was a rainy night in Liyue. Everyone is either their home or one of the city inns. Just  a few, mostly homeless people who remained outside in the cold weather. One of them, a young woman silently cried and gently patted her stomach.

-I know love you hungry…so i…but don't worry…mother will get you food somehow…somehow…- her tears became in one with the raindrops what fell from the little rag what she managed to get from the back alleys. She collected a little water to drink in her free hand, but it just make her stomach grumble more.

-Im sorry baby…im sorry…- She sobbed and slowly stand up, stumbled over the road , but a moment later someone caught her and shortly after a heavy dark jacket landed on her back. She heard a  calm male voice. 

-Oh my…It's too cold out here darling. You’ll catch a cold if you…- She looked up to where the voice and the jacket came from. By the archons. It was a handsome man with luscious long black hair and glasses.

-I-im sorry sir. I did not want…- she tried to move away, but he gently grabbed her shoulder and with another hand he moved her face to front of his.

-My, you look really weak darlin’. You eat something today?- Maybe she just imagined but his voice was surprisingly concerned just as his eyes. After his question she started to cry even more. The young woman's trembling lips are not open for answer. He quickly pulled his hand from her face and lifted her in bridal style. 

You need to go to a doctor. Lets go.

Later, in the clinic.

“This cant be real. Why he helped me?” She thought as she slowly gulped the warm soup what the nurse gave her earlier.

The doctor and a man who brought her there  talked not far from her.

Thank you kind sir for bringing her in time. She was seriously malnourished and her fever almost get worse. It was deadly to both her and the baby.

…Understand. Thank you doctor. - The raven haired man looked at the woman. - May I ask for some minutes of privacy with her after you finish the necessary checks?

Of course. I just finished the papers.  Take your time. - And then he left the room. The other man grabbed a chair and sit next to bed.

I'm sorry for the vulgarity, i'm not even introduced myself to you. Name is Pantalone. May i ask yours? - She just put the empty bowl on the counter and bowed her head. She weakly told her name. Pantalone let out a worried sigh.

Beautiful name. So, you’re not from Liyue?

I'm from Mondstadt. I was from there.

And may i ask what happened to you in this condition?

…I did not know either. - She muttered and grabbed the  bedsheet. Pantalone raised a brow, but before he opened his mouth, she continued- Just one month ago I was in the middle of the preparation of my wedding with my fiance and the next moment i was accused for stealing relic from the temple.

You did that?

Of course not! - she cried out. - I would never do such a thing! And turn out…that said relic was not even stolen from.

Hooh? Then what happened? - She gripped the sheets with more force, he put his hand on hers to ease her a little bit.

My own fiance, who is one the knight of Favonius, came to arrest me. They put me in the jail without a trial.

Thats kinda suspicious.

At first i dod not understand either, but later i found out.

??

The two guards who  was on night patrol talked about how Kaeya already moved another woman in our house and tomorrow they will get me out of the town to ‘put another place’. They don't even cared about i heard them.

Now you safe darlin’.- Pantalone gently moved his hand toward hers.- They dont hurt you anymore.

But why? - she cried. - Why did he did this to me?! I was his fiance! With his child! He told me to get married earlier! 

He did not think about it seriously. He did not care about you and the baby at all. - He said the with a cold tone. She froze from his words. Then she let out a sigh and a weak smile toward Pantalone.

Thank you, for saying this…Maybe i …i just want to hear what i tought. - His face are softened after her sudden comment and start to caress her hands with this tumb.

Tomorrow i need to travel to Inazuma. Would you mind to accompany to me on this journey?

…Why did you care about me, Mr Pantalone? - She asked weakly.

Because i know the feeling when you been left all alone without any hope. I don't want you to feel that anymore.

…Thank you.

6 Years later, Mondstadt

Around noon, a big fancy carriage arrived to the town. Folks gathered around it, and when the door opened 3 young children jump out from it, all boys. After them a tall male with an expensive looking dress came out and reached his hand toward a woman, who also wore a beautiful dress but also covered her face with a silvery colored vail.

Boys, dont run so far. Wait for me and your mother.- He hold her hand and they start to go after the children. Everyone looked at confusion the faces, the knight, the restaurant owner and even Mondstadt  most wealthies man, Diluc came into their view. And he did not like what he saw at all. As they make a stroll over the stairs, one of the guard stop their way upstairs.

Im sorry sir, but this is way is restricted. Military personel only.

Oh, dont mind good sir - Pantalone smiled as the boys hid behind him and their mother. - I was just here to talk with lady Jean.

And may i know what interest?

It really nothing..- Now he slightly opened his eyes, showed a more menacing side of his - i wanted to talk about her how much this city cost? I want to buy it.

To be continue…

[secretblogofdog]

If you asked me, I'd tell you it was a woman. A beautiful woman, one whose voice was as smooth as silk with skin to match. I couldn't tell you her face. It hurts when I try. Something is bigger, greater than I can process, but I'm not sure I'm even capable of knowing what I truly saw.

What I do know, though, is that its babies are ALWAYS hungry. I've either five of its brood inside me, or it has quite a few more limbs than I once thought. I lost weight in the first couple months, but after a long, heavy binge, I became aware that my growing belly has granted me more than I thought possible. I could sate my hunger, most efficiently with fresh meat.

So it's with a growling stomach that I go to work, eyeing each and every customer that comes by, wondering who I should ask, who should come back with me. Finally, as my coworkers are all on break, and I'm left at the register, I see him. Round and plump, with plenty of calories to break down for my children. He asks for a sweet, filling drink. I'm all too happy to oblige, noting his lingering eyes on my belly. I can almost smell him getting wet. I bite my lip as I turn around, putting the lid on the drink.

"Oh, I think we have something a little extra for you, sir. I'll just bring your drink right over here to our seating area." There is no seating area, not anymore at least. It's storage, now, but as he rounds the corner, he only has a moment to process this development before my maw opens wide and pulls him in. He kicks and struggles, delicious curves sliding along my tongue as I swallow him one, two, three, four times. He comes to a stop within my gurgling, ravenous belly, pressing his hands against my walls and begging to be let out.

"Oh! I almost forgot. Here's your drink." I pop off the lid of his drink and chug it, drenching him in its sweet, sticky, creamy flavor. "Enjoy your day," I croon as my acid already begins biting at his legs. He screams as he feels a kick beneath him. I think my brood are going to love today's meal...

(credit to @let-me-fill-you for finally getting me onto mixing vore and preg 👀)

[zerogravityinq]

So... Steph's baby.

My initial idea was that in the au it's not a teenage pregnancy but just a wedlock baby as she is an adult and she gives the baby up to Pam and Harleen and the Baby turns out to be a reincarnated Sam Manson (Danny Phantom, keep up) which is fun since she winds up being a witch and becomes the vigilante Miss Green (or Naturale).

That was the initial idea.

BUT I had the thought what if she had the baby and the baby is bloodline adopted by the Longbottoms and they name her Abigail??

The problem with this is that Abigail is supposed to be the same age as Damian and betrothed to marry Damian and Steph is only like...11-12 years older then him??? Like teen preg is ok but I draw the line at child preg. Ew

I could keep Steph at her original age and Abigail would be 3 years younger but like....mmmm idk on that. That's a slightly too big of an age gap for an arranged marriage for my blood. Also it negates the romance of them falling in love at Hogwarts (also makes Raven a WAY bigger threat to their relationship than I am comfortable with) so idk.

I need to let this simmer. It's gonna be a bit til I get to that part of the story so mmm

[ladydorian05]

Trope rating game

Thank you for the tag @your-catfish-friend @wikiangela @thewolvesof1998

Rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic? -10 -> very dissuaded  0 - don’t care either way  +10 -> very enticed  nope -> if it’s a hard no and you’d never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or you’d insta click out of the fic if it wasn’t tagged.  Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it’s conditional.

Age gap +1

So long as it's not a huge age gap and if there's smut involved everyone needs to be in their 20s or above.

Codependency +5

Maybe I like it a bit more, honestly so long as it doesn't go into the toxic zone I even find it endearing.

Obsession/possessiveness, jealousy +4

Same so long as it doesn't go into toxic stuff or the whole Dark!character stuff, I enjoy it.

Opposites (grumpy/sunshine etc) +7

Don't actually look for it, but tends to be the kind of ships I'm into, I mean have you guys watched Buddie daddies!? I know they're not canon, but I can tell the writers tried.

Enemies to lovers, enemies with benefits +9

Hell yes, I love it.

Friends with benefits +8

I like it. But makes me go 'You guys are already fucking!!! Just confess already!' But I have the same reaction to slow burns so.

Sex to feelings 0

I mostly read 'Feelings to sex' so I'm impartial to this one.

Fake dating/relationship +10

I fucking love it!

Friends to lovers +10

Fucking love it!!!!

Found family +11

I'm so going to fucking click on anything found family!

Hurt/comfort +40

Love that shit, love that those fics can destroy me only to then throw a blanket and a warm drink at the end and say 'everything is going to be okay'

Love triangle +1

They can be fun but to be a true love triangle instead of the typical arrow most media stuff have going on the three people should really be basically into each other not two going crazy for one. in which case just fucking be a poly trio.

Poly, open relationship +2

Depends on the characters to be honest, for example I read reader inserts sometimes and I love Oberyn Martell, he is canonically with Ellaria (and whomever catches their attention) and I can't for the love of god see them separated, they're a package deal for me, so I'm very into reading Oberyn/reader/Ellaria stuff. Beside them I have little to no Poly ships but I'm not against them.

Mistaken/hidden identity +9

I love it even if some times I get frustrated with all the miscommunication, but they're so much fun to read. Speaking of, this series is freaking hilarious and I love it: The ordeal of dating your captain's (adopted) son by @the-amber-raven It has found family stuff too!!!!

Monsterfucking +8

YES.

Pregnancy +5

Don't go looking for normal pregnancy fics... but Breeding kink is 👀 Don't mind M!preg fics either but don't really go looking for them.

Second chance 0

So long as whatever happened isn't unforgivable like say, cheating, not interested into reading fics with infidelity. (I may not like Taylor Kelly a lot, but Buck really really fucked up by not telling her about the kiss as soon as it happened)

Slowburn +100

LOVE IT!!! May get impatient but I freaking love slow burns.

Soulmates +10

I love the whole "OMG it's you!" thing

No pressure tags! @made-ofmemories @wildlife4life @hippolotamus @disasterbuckdiaz @diazblunt @alyxmastershipper @loserdiaz @crowleywasagryffindor @theotherluciferr @forthewolves

[hazbincalifornia]

Blitz and moxxie are having a competition while both preg who has bigger tits. Who wins?

Blitz, but frankly it's an unfair comparison because he gets Magic Help from chilling at the royal raven's house for a day or two.

[thatcheeseycandle]

If Olivia can bring back engines souls i think there would be a lot of intrst in her being a vessel for souls like Parsons said earlier but I dont think Olivia would want be constantly preg with souls all the time unless she does she could bring back so many engines if this is true lol maybe thats how gadwall gains a gdc

Yes YES LIKE A VESSEL SHE CAN ALSO SERVE AS A VESSEL SINCE YKNOW SHE WAS EXPOSED TO GOLD DUST AND GOLD DUST *SOULS* AT A YOUNG AGE

AND YEAH YOUR VERY CORRECT ON WHAT MS PARSONS SAID ABOUT HER IN THAT BIT, NOW IT MAKES SENSE CAUSE MAYBE SHE MISINTERPRETED THE WHOLE "GOLD DUST SOUL VESSEL" THING AS BEING A GDC

But yeah your right, Olivia can't just keep producing and producing new souls, maybe Polly would help her out on pausing the process while still having her gold dust keep away her sickness?

And it is interesting to look onto how Gadwall would gain a GDC, perhaps there'd be a chapter where Dr Hendrick or North finds out about Olivia's abilities

Then Quicksilver or Mallard sees it as a chance to give Gadwall a proper GDC form rather than his raven form

(which may give Gadwall a human-raven hybrid type form with wings and feathers)

Though we have to put in thought on how the production would exactly start, like the Gold dust can't really activate on it's own it needs yknow just a little push for it to go.

And besides human reproduction is quite hard enough so yknow maybe it'll be more different than that process?

I mean heck if Blue Peter finds out he's definetly gonna try to sneak around to try and give Saint Mungo a physical form rather than the Spiritual form.

BUT THATS JUST A THEORY, A YIAU THEORY /REF

[elvesandlanterns]

Okay but what about everyone going along the m-preg thing because honestly from Ravens perspective?

This is exactly what her mother did!!! How could Tim do this? Is this baby going to turn up just like her? Not on their watch!!!!

Just a little idea

What if when Tim went off to look for Batman when he was lost in time he bumped into Phantom.

They made a Deal

Phantom knowing CW helped him find Bruce and how to get him back safely, Phantom in return for reasons (hurt badly & recovering, or evolving in power) needed someone very ecto-contaminated (Ra's fault) like Tim, to be contained in.

From a magic user point of view, knowing very little of the GZ and how they work, Tim made a very powerful Deal with a powerful death being (High Ghost King Phantom: Hello!) and is now somehow pregnant (not really but they don't know that)

Danny while inside Tim inside his core can still hear the world outside normally and can share his emotions with Tim to communicate. Which looks a lot like Tim is speaking to his belly just like expecting parents do.

This could be angst or crack

or

my personal favourite, different genres for different pov's

Tim's would be happy, just regular getting his life back together being a total BAMF, coming of age type of vibe

The rest of the Batfam and other heroes pov would be angst, paranormal, psychological horror.

Misunderstandings galore

Dick regretting heavily his decisions which caused Tim to run away because he did not believe him and he has many Regrets.

Bruce feeling guilty that Tim felt the need to make such a decision as to make a Deal and end up pregnant just to bring him back.

Meanwhile the magic users have told the other heroes about Tim's situation and now think that he's going to give birth to the child of a very powerful death being and if something happens to Tim to risk the baby it would cause all of their worlds destruction.

so pretty much-

Tim-Girl Boss, Gatekeep, Gaslight

Batfam- Much Angst

Others- *panicked chicken noises*

~

Just an Idea

[totallycorrectteentitanshcs]

I wanna hear some preg raven headcanons (with preferably bb’s child.) like how would she act throughout and how would the other react including titans east and jinx and kf plz

hmmmmmm idk how qualified i am to answer this bc im 17 and have never been pregnant but it’s like being hormonal just multiplied right

she craves bananas thruout but the Moment she gives birth she cant even taste a trace of them for months 

when they told the group cyborg was the happiest. starfire was delighted, of course, but cyborg was absolutely beside himself because he’s always wanted to be an uncle!!! he’s hype!!! and raven’s softly content because she loves cyborg and she loves when he’s happy 

robin would probably freeze frame for .2 seconds before breaking into the widest smile. a child!! a tiny child!! how wonderful! 

he has concerns but with one (1) exchanged glance with raven he knows not to voice them for a good long while 

beast boy is always nearby. super doting all the time all the time and raven loves him for it but also give her spaCe--

bumblebee would be so excited to babysit as would speedy altho raven will not let speedy babysit until her child is old enough to not murder themself by tripping 

and even then

aqualad would probably say smth like “is ur child going to be pale green then” and cause bb to go into a deep thought process while raven rolls her eyes

when raven told jinx she got this wild look in her eye that raven doesn’t really trust. like at all 

jinx is , perhaps unsurprisingly, one of the best babysitters. even if she’s teaching the child magic during so. raven’s not all that mad as long as jinx tells her what she’s teaching the child so she can expound, jinx, jeez you’re not the only witch

kf would instantly turn to jinx and open his mouth and she’d go “no” and he’d get all dejected. but he’s still excited for a child because !! a babu

mas y menos would be so cute, touching raven’s belly and talking to the baby in spanish. they like to listen to her stomach and whisper to each other, wide-eyed, when they think they hear something

[cambion-companion]

Sorry but now I need to know how “and winter came” continue… like how the story of out little lovers ends; would they have their own little dragon-wolf? Is just such a fantastic story 🥰

I was originally intending to end this with part 2 haha but how cute would it be to see them after Lady Stark becomes his wife? I think there will need to be a Part 4 after all. I'm thinking of including a Direwolf bond in another chapter as well as a certain Meraeda bonding with a dragon and Aemond teaching her to ride.

Tag List: @faithmust92 @xcharlottemikaelsonx @gotjonsa1 @ml0103 @castle-in-the-air0

And Winter Came Part 3

Part 1

Part 2

Aemond x Stark!reader

Word count: 1800

Winter had passed, the summer zephyr stirring your skirts as you sat at the oaken table of the small sitting room.  A flock of white doves flew by your window, a salty breeze from Blackwater Bay stirring your hair. The war was over, after your father had found out about your marriage to Prince Aemond he had made the difficult decision to pull his forces in favor of the Greens.  The whole of the North followed Lord Stark’s lead and the rest of the Targaryen civil war was swift, ending with Aegon II on the throne, and your return to King’s Landing on Aemond’s arm.  

You had not returned to Winterfell since leaving to find Aemond at Harrenhal.  Your father had broken an ancient oath to save you yes, but he had also made it clear you would not be welcome back home.  It was with an aching heart you relayed this message to your husband.  “I had wished to take you to the North someday, show you the deep snows and the Weirwood where the Old Gods still sleep.”

Aemond took your hand in his, kissing your forehead gently. “Give it some time, my love.  If your father loved you enough to change his allegiance, he will forgive you.”  He smiled ruefully, his lovely sapphire eye sparkling. “Besides if we wish to go, who’s to stop us?  Vhagar inspires men to become rather amenable to me.”

Time had passed, and still no word from Winterfell, no raven carrying a message of reconciliation from your lord father.  You gazed out of the arched window, overlooking the many red roofs and sandstone buildings, you ran a hand absentmindedly over your swollen belly.  The many heated, breathless nights spent tangled in bed with your Targaryen prince had proved fruitful.  

With a smile, you recalled how Aemond’s face lit up at the news of your pregnancy.  He had lifted you in his arms, spinning you around while the both of you laughed with overbrimming joy.  He had hardly left your side during the four months you’d been pregnant, only leaving to attend important council meetings or when his mother summoned him as she had done this afternoon.

You rose from your plush chair, casting one last look to the distant water sparkling in the sunlight, before walking to the raven’s rook as you had done every day since arriving at the Red Keep, each time hoping for some word from the North.  

There was a scroll for you, with trembling fingers you took it from the Keeper, breaking the dire wolf wax seal, your eyes scanning the brief note.  Clutching the parchment to your chest, you gathered your skirts and hastened back to your chambers.  Aemond, having finished with his duties, was waiting for you by the stone mantle of the great fireplace.  He turned at your arrival, his violet eye widening at the expression on your face. “Has something happened?”

“My father!”  You could barely breathe, as you extended the missive for Aemond to take. “He has invited us to Winterfell.”

Aemond looked the message over, his face unreadable.  “This is what you desire, my wife?” His eye flitted back up to you, lowering his hands.

Despite yourself, you hesitated. “I know our welcome will not be a warm one, for lack of better words.”  You moved closer, reaching up to trace your fingers along Aemond’s sharp jaw. “They will need assurance my father made the right decision in forsaking Rhaenyra.”

Your husband placed his hands to your pregnancy bump, rubbing his thumbs along the fabric of your dress. “Do you wish to go?  I worry for your safety, there will be many who see you as a traitor.” He continued over your protestations. “I know what it is to be given such a title, even if it is in error.”

You nodded, lowering your gaze. “You are right, of course, but I do wish to return.  I have longed for it, as you know, for months now.”

“What was it you said to me at Harrenhal?”  Aemond tucked a finger under your chin, urging you to look at him. “‘When the snow falls, and the white winds blow’…”

“The lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.”  You finished, tears blurring your vision.

Aemond made a soothing sound in the back of his throat, wiping the falling tears from your cheeks and pulling you against his chest. “We will leave as soon as you wish, my little wolf.  Let the people of the north be assured they fought for the right side.”

It was on the back of Vhagar, the largest dragon in Westeros, you traveled back home. The journey was a short one, especially compared with the time it took to travel on horseback.  Aemond held you tightly against him the entire time, the stead beating of Vhagar’s wings lulling you into a light slumber.

Most northerners had never seen a dragon before, only heard tales of their ferocity and the ruthlessness of the Targaryens because of them.  The welcome you received at Winterfell was tense, mostly due to the fact a dragon the size of an island loomed well within eyesight of everyone in the fortress.  She could easily destroy the Wall much less your entire home in the space of only a few hours, and everyone knew it.

Your family greeted you inside the muddy courtyard, your father’s noble face softened upon seeing you, his grey eyes flitting to your pregnant belly.  There was a pause, before he opened his arms to you, embracing you tightly. “Daughter.” It was one word yet conveyed more emotion than you had seen before in the man.

“Father.”  You hugged him tightly, savoring the familiar smell as you buried your face into the soft fur of his cloak.

He pulled away, his gaze sharpening as it landed on Aemond, who stood beside you. “Well met, lord Targaryen.  I have heard much about your exploits in the South as well as your dragon.”  He motioned with a gloved hand to where Vhagar could be seen over the fortress wall.

You were led inside, learning that your brothers had been unable to return from their duties abroad to see you.  You had a sneaking suspicion they still held grudges against what your love for Aemond had cost them.  Guilt prickled at your heart as you sat to dine with your father and his household.  After your mother had died, Lord Stark had refused to remarry, thus the company in the hall was mostly men save for a few serving girls who carried heaping plates of food to the oaken table.

Aemond had been right, the conversation was subdued, many less than friendly faces observed you and your husband as you ate and drank and spoke with your father.  To his credit, Aemond seemed to be making a concerted effort at polite respect, engaging your father in conversation of the history of the North.  You suspected he had read up what he could about the North in the library of the Red Keep.  With a small smile at that thought, you ducked your head and took another mouthful of hot soup.

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“I think he likes me.” Dusk had fallen, you and Aemond had elected to take an after-dinner stroll through the wood.  

You looked over at him, cradling your abdomen with a hand as you walked. “I think he does as well.  You certainly charmed him with your extensive knowledge of his lands and people.”

“Hmm, I knew those dusty books would come in handy one day.”  

Your footsteps halted, you had reached the pool beside the great Weirwood tree, its white bark contrasting strikingly with its red five-pointed leaves.  Aemond looked down at his rippling reflection in the water, his eye met yours as you also lowered your gaze to the gleaming surface.

“I understand now why you love your home as you do.”  Aemond’s voice was soft, his hand reaching around to pull you gently against his side.

“It holds an old magic.” You agreed, raising your head to place your lips against his in a warm kiss. “I wish to have our baby here.”

“That is months from now, Y/N.”  Aemond shook his silver head. “I’m not certain it’d be wise to linger here for that long.”

“Please, Aemond.”

The prince sighed, his eye taking in your earnest expression. “Very well, far be it from me to deny my wife anything.”

He kissed you again, wrapping his strong arms about you, the image of your entangled bodies under the ancient tree made double, reflected on the still mirror-like surface of the Weirwood lake.

It had taken some convincing, especially with the presence of Vhagar, but your father acquiesced to your desire of staying.  The winds of winter blew strong against the stone walls of Winterfell the night you felt the baby begin to make its way into the world.  It was the longest night of your life, your body racked with pain unlike anything you’d imagine feeling.  Aemond stayed by your side the entire time, sacrificing his fingers to your grip as he held your hand.

The screams of your newborn daughter were drowned out by the howling wind of the snowstorm.  Exhausted, you took her into your arms, hair damp on your forehead as the babe took her first breaths.  Aemond knelt beside you, caressing your face before gently taking your daughter’s hand in his, her tiny fingers curling around his finger.

Your eyes fluttered; the ordeal of childbirth had taken its toll.  Aemond kissed your sweaty brow. “You’ve given me a daughter.”  His voice was sweet and low, the expression on his face unlike any you’d seen there before. “What will we name her?”

“Meraeda.”  You whispered. “The name of my mother.”

“Meraeda Targaryen.”  Aemond repeated, almost reverentially. “She is beautiful, just like her mother.”

Indeed, the infant had inherited your dark hair though her eyes sparkled with light purple irises as she gazed at the adoring faces of her parents.  Meraeda yawned widely, scrunching her pink face up and nuzzling against your breast.

Aemond placed a tender kiss to her soft head. “Sleep, my little dragon.”  He ran a finger down your cheek to trace your lips. “And you, my darling wife.”  His lips pressed against yours, you melted into his embrace as he wrapped his arms around you, your baby girl nestled in between you.  “I will watch over you tonight.”  Aemond settled back, his gaze never straying as he watched you fall into a deep slumber, your daughter sleeping in your arms.

[drghostwrite]

Takes a village

Pairing: Clarke Griffin x preg!wife!reader

Summary: little bit of an AU where reader gets married to Clarke and while a war is raging outside reader goes into labor but clarke isn’t there so she gets help from unlikely sources.

******************************************************** You looked around the den of the “house” you were currently occupying, tired and stressed faces planning the next strategies. It had been a few years and after some wandering you had found a gated community with some houses still intact so others helped rebuild and even built some smaller shacks around creating a new community. With Clarke being in charge you had the biggest house in the center, the meant when hard times happened your house was a meeting place.

this latest meeting between the clans resulted in multiple death threats and battles started so due to the treaty with Lexa your people were on the front lines helping to win this war, that also meant your wife was out there with them.

You turned in your bed hearing the rain crash down outside your window, you slid out from under the covers and watched as the lightning flashed outside the window and thunder cracked. You ran a hand over your swollen 9 month belly knowing that your wife was on the front lines somewhere fighting. All you could think of was her fighting through hoards covered in mud while the rain poured down on them and conditions worsened. A slight cramping pulled you from your thoughts and you tried getting your mind off of the storms raging outside. You made your way down the hall and into the bathroom quietly trying not to alert Abby and the others downstairs, you leaned against the sink splashing cool water in your face, you felt some more cramping you focused trying to figure out what was going on before getting anyone else up.

1 hour later a you found yourself in the same position except this time pacing back and forth in your bedroom one hand pressing into your lower back as the other rubbed soothing circles on your bump, contractions were getting closer and stronger as the night grew longer. You continued trying to fight it not wanting to wake anyone, 15 minutes and two contractions later and your water had broken, you’d had it you couldn’t take anymore silence so you let out a low moan, the house remained silent so you kept fighting through yourself.

———meanwhile———

Abby was laid on the couch of her daughter’s living room sound asleep when she thought she heard someone awake, she slowly sat up and let her eyes adjust to the dark room, Raven, Jasper and Monty were sound asleep in their respective spots. She leaned back and was drifting back to sleep when she heard another noise, this time she recognized it a low moan, but it was coming from Y/N and Clarke’s bedroom.

If she were in labor she would wake me up, right? She thought to herself, she waited in silence not 10 minutes later hearing it again. She got up and gently made her way to your room.

“Y/N?” You heard a gentle voice call out but you were in the middle of a contraction so groaning was your best answer. You heard hurried footsteps and felt as a hand came to your back and the other wrapped around your bicep guiding you towards the bed, you reached out grasping onto the bedpost.

“Abby…I…the baby, it's the baby,” you said gritting your teeth together.

"Okay...," she whispered softly and ran a hand over your torso feeling the muscles strain against themselves. she looked up hand still placed on your bump, looking around the room she could tell you'd been up for a while.

“Oh, Y/N sweetheart, you’re in labor,” she said gently.

“Nnghh…Oh God…no, no...I can't"

"I know, I'm sorry."

"Mmm…Abby, I think my water broke.” you said looking into her eyes worriedly.

“Okay, that’s okay, how long ago?” she ran a hand over your back trying to help soothe the tightening muscles.

“I’m not sure maybe 10-15 minutes I’ve been battling these contractions nonstop,” you said raising your face towards the ceiling and letting tears roll down as another dull pain started to roll through you again.

“how long have you been contracting?”

“I…um… what time is it?”

“2:33 am”

“God since 10ish…mmhhhmm” you tried answering as another wave crashed over you.

“Okay breathe, just breathe,” she coached you through rubbing circles on your back, “so 4 1/2 hours… why didn’t you come get me?”

“I didn’t want to bother you if it’s a false alarm… with Clarke not being here and everything going on out there I thought it might just be from worrying.”

“Y/N that’s stress, which can cause early labor and I’m a doctor, that’s why you should come get me… and besides that’s my grand baby in there, so you’re not bothering me.” She smiled reassuringly at you as you grimaced still unsure. “Listen Clarke is my daughter and whether I like it or not, you’re her wife. I know we started off rough bc in came this hotshot security guru and trauma nurse and you worked with me and we pulled some crazy stunts but you became like a daughter to me so when Clarke fell in love with you I knew it was only a matter of time before I’d be calling you family.” She admitted, soothing any doubts you had about her.

“Abby, I’m sorry.”

“For what sweetheart, you never did anything wrong and you and Clarke and this baby mean a whole lot to me.”

”I just… God this hurts.” You said another contraction taking hold of you.

“Okay let’s get you on the bed so I can check you out.” She said helping you slide your pants off and helping you into the bed, running into your bathroom, and returning with an obstetric kit.

"Wait where did you find that?"

"Clarke made me get one and stash it in the house just in case you went into labor and couldn't leave."

"I...of course she did," you said placing a hand on your forehead and shaking your head slowly, Clarke was always worrying about you and when you got pregnant it only made it worse for you, her internal worry about when you would run point for missions became more outward every day, and when your bump finally started to show forget it.

“Y/N this is gonna be awkward but I need you to spread your legs for me,” Abby said pulling you back to reality.

“Wh…what but you’re…”

“I know it’s not ideal,” she said pulling on some gloves as you sat there.

“It’s gonna have to work.” You said flopping back against the pillows letting her examine you, you felt her fingers and pressure trying not to move as she quickly tried examining you but she abruptly stopped.

“Shit…”

“what is it? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, you’re just pretty far progressed.”

“how far?” She waited a couple seconds too long, “Abby how far?!”

“10 centimeters, I can feel baby’s head,” she said trying to figure out what to do.

“No…gaahhh.” You groaned. Abby held your hand coaching you through.

“Wait, wait, Clarke, I need Clarke…I need my wife.”

“Okay…” Abby ran downstairs waking the others, “Raven get me towels fresh water, a knife or scissors and any medical supplies you can find… Jasper and Monty you get in the rover and go get my daughter back here ASAP… tell her Y/N is in labor, and this baby is not waiting.” All three moved very rapidly as Abby was back at your side.

“Okay the boys are getting her but in the meantime I need you to stay calm and listen,” you slowly nodded at her.

———on the battlefield———

Clarke looked up to see headlights barreling towards her, she had just made it back towards her tent and was leaving to go back to the front lines again. The rover skidded to a stop in front of her Jasper jumping out.

“Clarke…Clarke!” He called out of breath.

“Jasper what’re you doing here I thought you were back in the colony?”

“I am or I was… but that doesn’t matter now.”

“is something going on?… Jasper, is everyone okay? Y/N, the baby?” she asked worry sinking in.

“yes, I mean no… errr I think so… Y/N went into labor and your mom said the baby isn’t waiting.”

“I… okay, I need to get back can you and Monty handle command here?”

“I…I think so.”

“just follow Bellamy and Lexa and you’ll be fine.” She said jumping in her rover and driving as fast as humanely possible to get back to you

———meanwhile———

15 minutes later it was go time, “God I feel like I need to push.”

“okay, listen to your body, it knows what to do.” Abby said reassuring you as you gritted through another contraction bearing down, she held one of your hands while her other ran up and down your thigh letting you know she was there.

“Aaagghh… where’s Clarke?”

“I’m not sure but I need you to focus now Y/N… focus on you and this baby.”

"It...it hurts so much."

"I know... but I really need you to focus, Y/N look at me." you opened your eyes making contact with hers. " Y/N this baby needs you to focus, I need you to listen to your body, on the next contraction I need a big push."

"It hurts though."

"That's because you're crowning, your baby's head is right here I can see it."

You gripped at the sheets beneath you as you pushed through another contraction. Seconds later the contraction ended but before you could speak another word another contraction came next to the previous you fought with gritted teeth and heard as quick footsteps resounding up the stairs and barged into the bedroom.

“Y/N? Mom?” You heard Clarke ask as she stepped into the dimly lit room, the sight before her was her worst nightmare her wife laid back laboring on their shared bed, hair plastered to her sweaty features as she strained through a contraction, her mom was coaching her wife through contraction after contraction trying to aid in delivering their baby, the sheets beneath you lightly tinted red with blood.

“Clarke… thank God you’re here.”

“Uh yea… I’m here, I’m sorry, but I’m here.” She said running over and climbing onto the bed behind you. You laid back on her chest as she swiped sweaty strands of hair off of your forehead and neck she placed a kiss to your temple.

“I’m so happy you’re here.”

“I know love I know, I’m sorry I couldn’t be here sooner.” she said making intense eye contact with her mom.

“that’s not… Oh God, here comes another one.” You gritted pushing back against Clarke.

"Is she okay?."

"huh?" you said in between breaths.

"the blood is normal, nothing to worry about right now," Abby spoke reassuringly, but she wasn't going to let you know that she was slightly worried, blood was normal but if didn't stop bleeding you could hemorrhage and she wasn't set up to handle that right now. you gritted through another contraction and Clarke speaking to you pulled Abby back to reality.

“Okay, okay, Y/N just one more I just need one more big push.”

“Come on love you got this, one more push and we meet our baby.”

You shook your head in response giving one last push before you finally felt your baby’s body slip from your own. Abby laughed as she wrapped your little boy in a towel. “It’s a boy, you have a little boy.”

“A son we have a son!” Clarke exclaimed as you chuckled tiredly as Abby handed you the baby. Abby left the room to grab some more towels leaving you and your baby in your wife’s arms and that’s how you spent the rest of that night into the early morning, sleeping peacefully as a newfound family of three.

[imaginativeamateur]

|Pregnant? Pregnant! Collection| [Sasuke Uchiha X Reader] Top Priority

Pairing: Sasuke Uchiha x fem!Reader

Note: Aloha, this is Sasuke’s debut on my blog;)) Please enjoy!

“What’s the matter with you, Y/N?” Sasuke’s voice rose with frustration as he ran a hand through his hair.

“Sasuke, you barely spend any time with me,” you growled, “and now you’re saying that I’m at fault?”

Being a Shinobi yourself, you understood his career, obviously, but he was growing distant from you as your relationship progressed. You did not notice it until Hinata pointed that out during one of the girls’ night out together. It was when realization dawned on you that you two had not been having an actual conversation for a while, a long while.

And the exchange soon turned into a heated argument.

“I don’t understand why you’re so upset about it!” He disputed, “We still see each other every day!”

He was true, but getting a glimpse at each other’s faces was not how you intended your relationship to go. You countered with anger, “Why do we even need to live together to only see each other’s faces?”

“Listen, Y/N, I need to get going, the others are waiting for me.” Sasuke got up from his chair and walked out, “We will finish this when I get home.”

“You’re not leaving, I’ve had enough!” You also stood up and followed him, you hated that the man, your man, always pushed things off, things that you found substantially vital. You gritted your teeth, “You don’t understand me, Sasuke, not even a bit!”

At that, he turned, “What do you mean? We’ve been together for years, how can I not understand you?”

You shook your head, tears forming in your eyes as desperation clouded your head, “You don’t know me, you don’t!”

“Y/N, this is why I wanted to leave before everything turned into a mess.” He bickered and reached for the door. Sasuke did not dare to see you cry, he could not.

“Do you even know what I’ve been going through?” You grimaced and looked into his eyes, your voice was trembling, “Sasuke, I’m preg—”

Oh no. This was not how you wanted to break the news to him, that you were pregnant.

“You’re what?” His eyes grew darker at the moment, and you thought his Sharingan was flickering in the dark.

Silence engulfed your system as words just got stuck in your throat, adrenaline rushing. There was no going back, you figured. You were sure Sasuke knew where you were going but he wanted you to be the one to speak, very typical of him.

You were trying to form coherent lines but he suddenly crossed the room to stand in front of you. “Did you saying you’re pre-pregnant?” His voice was hoarse, and the raven-haired struggled to pronounce the last term. You did not expect him to make the first move.

You quietly nodded and stared at the ground, Sasuke was too startled that he could not speak properly, “When?”

You found his change in expression amusing as he went from sheer anger to curiosity, shock, and bewilderment. “I found out yesterday,” you softly poured.

You silently chuckled as his mouth hung open and eyes wide, the sight was rare. He immediately pulled you into a hug and you clung onto Sasuke’s torso, you missed his warmth so bad. He rested his chin on your head, whispering, “I’m sorry I wasn’t spending much time with you, Y/N.”

You wrapped him tighter and snuggled into his chest, “I miss you, Sasuke.”

“I will discuss with the Hokage to reduce my missions. I want to spend more time with you.” He gently smoothed your hair, “Do you know their gender yet? We need to buy Ninja tools and a crib, also their toys and clothes. What do babies eat? I need to ask Kakashi, no, Tsunade is better. I need to keep an eye on you, too.”

Sasuke began his endless worries and you could not help but silence him with a kiss on his lips. He was surprised at first, but took no time to lean in and captured your lips.

“What about your appointment with the others?” You questioned after he carefully set you down on the couch. You told him he did not need to be so concerned but being the stubborn man Sasuke was, he obviously did not listen.

“I will send them a message, I need to take you guys for a proper check-up.” He shrugged and sat down next to you, “You are my top priority, as always.”

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Taglist: @dai-tsukki-desu​

[voluptuous-rwby-girls]

How's preg au Raven doing after trying to out-do Yang's pregnancy?

Raven sighed as she held onto her belly as she looked at anon. "I am not trying to out do her." She said through a clear lie. She was almost close to beating her.

[stars--and--shadows]

January 2021, as and when I catch the news. Feel free to add anything I missed.

Trump is recorded trying to buy/bribe/blackmail votes

MBMBAM changes theme song due to the lead singer tweeting about refusing to help his hungry nine-year-old daughter open a can of beans

The UK is put back into lockdown

MYCT fandom causes AO3 to crash due to an influx of views on a fic

The jerma m!preg copypasta was written

Pro-Trump supporters storm the US capitol building (it's a coup y'all. It's a coup)

The ravens begin abandoning London

Trumps getting impeached!!!

The Dutch government is collapsing

Grimes put otherkin in her Twitter bio

Canada's ex-defense minister just informed us there are 80 different species of aliens, one of which is living among us

Gwyneth Paltrow's vagina candles are exploding

A willy wonka prequel is announced.

Trump leaves the White House for the final time

Biden removes the hitherto unknown 'diet coke button'

JoJo Siwa came out as gay

There's a Onceler movie. The trailer was leaked

Fanfic.net is once again culturally revelant due to a viral shipping phenomenon that involve Yu-Gi-Oh cards

Reddit causes a stock market crash via GameStop

Dyatlov Pass incident was solved using Frozen (yes, the Disney movie)

[incorrect-strq-quotes]

Raven: Alright everyone, let's gather for a picture.

Taiyang and Qrow: Okay.....

Summer: I’ll take the picture.

Raven: Everyone say, “Summer is pregnant!

Taiyang and Qrow: Summer is preg-

Qrow: Wait what? You are? For real? You're pregnant?

Summer, smiling: Yeah, I am.

[three hours later]

Summer: Qrow you have to stop crying.

Qrow: I'm gonna be a dad! A DAD!!