#this is the type of care the unborn deserve

[thepro-lifemovement]

[bones4thecats]

What Are They Like As Parents? - Hazbin Hotel

Type of Writing: Random Idea Characters: Vox, Valentino, Velvette, and Alastor Name: What Are They Like As Parents? Idea-Gifter: Random Thoughts

A/N: This is basically an AU where they married their S/O in real life and had a child with them back then. But, due to issues with birth, their S/O died with the child. So there will be trigger warnings when it comes to that. Also, the type of demon the reader is is listed below! Have a nice rest of your days/nights, my lil bubbles🫧

P.S: The Reader goes through birth, so they're headcanoned as female, but a gender is not fully noted

⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Death, Swearing, Miscarriage, and mentions of Assault ⚠️

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Technological-Demon! Reader ; Medical Technology

📺 Vox and you were very close when alive. Growing up together and eventually falling in love and marrying

📺 Sooner rather than later, you were expecting a baby boy, in which you two decided to name him (M/N). Unfortunately, due to difficulties during birth, Vox had lost not only his unborn child, but he lost his spouse

📺 Ever since that day, the man had driven himself further into his work, trying to push the memories of you both with your bump past him, he didn't want to remember how you smiled so gently at him as you died, or how the doctors tried saving you as blood erupted around your form

📺 It was because of how he held himself to such a low-degree that Vox had passed away, and due to his actions in life, he was banished to hell

📺 He believed he deserved it, but now he could start anew, and that was where he grew back into power and eventually met a fairly new Overlord, one that had your same name

📺 Once he asked you and learned that you and your son were transferred to hell, he grew upset, why on Earth were you, the sweetest being he had ever known sent to hell? And why was his son, who never did anything in life, get sent here?!

📺 Every other Overlord, besides Alastor, was on-edge when your small son crawled out from your hand, being nothing but small shocks before turning into a mixture of Vox and your's demon forms

📺 He just smiled lightly and kneeled in front of his child, patting him on the head and declaring how he'd protect you guys till the end of time, in no way was he going to allow you guys to slip from his grasp again

📺 Now, as your son was made into the form of a young child (4-6), Vox always tried to keep his anger on the down-low. He didn't want his son to only see his father angry and full of rage

📺 While he may seem like a horrible father at first, once he got used to the fact that your child was interested in your occupations, you being a medic of the Overlords and him being the head of VoxTek, he smirked at Valentino and Velvette before holding his child and gloating about his company

📺 Speaking of the other two Vees, they adore your child. Valentino loves to help your son with his social skills, and he tries keeping his business on the down-low around him, he doesn't need to get shocked or nearly have his wings amputated by Vox and you again

📺 Velvette on the other hand, she loves to test her outfits on your child, from helping him find the most suitable outfits to having him listen to something on her phone as she speaks to her two main allies during a meeting, she is honestly a decent aunt

📺 Vox also has a wild obsession with watching Alastor fail, so if he were to ever see the Radio Demon talking to you or his son, he'd lose his shit, not caring who was there to watch

" I swear to fuck, you old-timey shit-stain, if you ever try touching my S/O or my son again, I'll fucking kill you and drag your corpse all around hell for the all people to see. "

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Insect-Demon! Reader ; Rosy Maple Moth

❣️ Valentino and you married quite early in life and had a very active life

❣️ It was due to your shared actions that you found of you were pregnant quite early, which made him try calming down from his actions and begin to coddle you

❣️ Unfortunately for him, your body couldn't quite handle the stress of birth, resulting in your demise, along with your daughter. And due to this event, he was driven mad

❣️ This was where he developed his abusive personality, constantly yelling and assaulting his workers, including Angel Dust when he first arrived and signed a contract

❣️ It took a while, but one he had heard about a new Overlord that looked a lot like Valentino (in terms of species) with a daughter that looked nearly identical, he decided to attend the next meeting without his fellow Vees

❣️ It only took a quick glance for him to know exactly who you were, in life you loved to mess around with roses, so it only made sense that you'd become a demon in relation to that plant

❣️ Once the meeting ended, Valentino walked up behind you and hugged you, wrapping his larger wings around your form as he felt your tiny orange-yellow antenna tickle his chin

❣️ Valentino also loves his baby girl a lot, spoiling the young girl with everything she could ever want

❣️ Once you and her walked back into his life, everyone within his studio learned who you were quickly, you were the long-time spouse of Valentino's, and the father to his young daughter

❣️ They also took notice of how more collected he was, and while he did have his moments of anger, he rarely ever laid a hand on his employees, unless he got angry enough

❣️ Valentino also swore on his afterlife that he would never touch anyone in the ways that he would touch you or your daughter, which allowed your new friend, Angel Dust, to be more free with his time

❣️ Much like Vox, he doesn't seem like he'd be a good parent. And they're kinda right, but only with certain situations

❣️ Valentino doesn't know what to do when it comes to certain scenarios, like when your daughter asked where children came from and you had to wrap your pink and yellow wings around his mouth to silence him from giving a very detailed story of how she came into existence

❣️ Vox and Velvette are also fairly involved with helping him raise his child, Velvette loves to help her dress, from giving her small clips to put in her hair to giving her full-fledged outfits, she spoils her just as much as Valentino does

❣️ Vox also spoils her, but he also knows when to be strict, he mostly just watches her whenever Valentino and you get busy with running the studio in V Tower. He's been declared the 'Godfather'/'Uncle' of your baby

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Bird-Like-Demon! Reader ; Peacock

📳 Velvette and you agreed that you'd raise your child together, despite knowing that it wasn't her own, rather, it was your ex-husband's

📳 He had abandoned you with your unborn baby a few months prior to you and Velvette married, and it was on your honeymoon that you went into labor

📳 Sadly, you had lost the baby, and eventually lost your life due to internal injuries just a few months later, prompting your wife to go a hint overboard with her actions

📳 When she died, she never expected to see you sitting across from her at an Overlord meeting, your long tail feathers falling onto your lap where a small boy sat, playing with them

📳 She looked up in shock as you told her of your son, how you both were banished here, your son due to the fact that he had the potential to due just a horrid things as you, and that angered her

📳 Velvette loves to mess around with your feathers that laid behind your head, the ones that only flare up when upset or feeling any kind of strong emotion

📳 She also adores to have you carry her, since she was fairly short when it comes to sinners, and you were very tall when it came to the species

📳 Now, when it comes to your son, she loves to dress him up, acting as if he was a small mannequin that she needed to make look as gorgeous as possible, and thankfully he looks a lot like you, meaning if something looked good on you, it would no doubt look good on him as well

📳 If your ex-husband ever came by to take his son back, she would straight-up ruin his life, literally. She'd post everything around to make him lose his title, and if that didn't work, she'd just kill him, she doesn't care which he chooses

" I swear to you, (R/N). If you ever, ever, try to come here and demand to have the son that you abandoned in the first place, I will do two things. I'll ruin your fucking afterlife by stripping your title away, and I'll make sure during the next Extermination, you get a very long and fucking long death, try me, bitch-boy. "

📳 Velvette also is a fairly good step-mother to your son, she loves to give him small trinkets she finds around. One time she came home with a small present from the store, and when your son looked at the tiny necklace that opened to show holographic photos of you three together, you couldn't help but fall for her even more

📳 Much like with the other Vees, she does involve Valentino and Vox with her step-child's life

📳 On average, she has Valentino just help watch him, leaving Vox being the head of watching him, she doesn't need to have you on her ass about how Valentino took her son to the studio to observe his work

📳 Vox is the official 'Grandfather' of your son, while Valentino is more like the 'Funcle' of the two

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Mythical-Creature-Demon! Reader ; Wendigo

🔘 Alastor and you shared a lot in common during life, from your cannibalistic and murderous crimes, you both bonded over the fact that you were able to keep it all away from people's eyes, despite your high-ranks in society

🔘 He was the head of his own radio broadcast, while you were the head of a small orphanage that took in any child that was needing a home without any problems

🔘 Ever since Mimzy introduced the two of you and you learned of your situations, you decided to 'help' one another out, and by that, I mean by covering for one another

🔘 This teamwork led to you guys falling in love, in a twisted way that is. He loved you for how you would just casually keep a smile on, and you loved him because of his owl personality

🔘 While many didn't expect him to ever fall in love, due to him being a canonical aromantic, they did find it funny to watch him just smile and treat you like a member of royalty

🔘 He never really did find a need for intimate actions, but one drunken night and a lot of pregnancy tests later, you found of you were carrying his child, alerting him to keep you away from your previous crimes. He didn't need you or the child getting harmed

🔘 Alastor may not have shown it, but he was very heartbroken when the doctor released the news that you had lost your baby, and eventually your own life

🔘 Knowing due to your crimes that you'd end up in hell, Alastor would sit at your grave and speak of how he'd see you sometime soon

🔘 And he was right. He had found you once again during his first Overlord meeting, what he did not expect was seeing your young son sitting on your lap while gnawing on a small hunk of deer meat

🔘 He knew that this was your shared child, and he welcomed the youngling with open arms and a fully-fledged smile, his sharp teeth matching his son's

🔘 Speaking of your son, he loves to spend time with his father, learning how to play the piano and singing old songs with him as you stood off to the side with Husk and Niffty, watching the boys have fun

🔘 Alastor only allows you and your son to really touch him without many warnings, and while it took a lot to get used to, he loves watching him randomly grab his staff and try singing in the microphone

🔘 Much like his father, your son can use tentacles and use his powers to make his voice radio-sounding, and it is the funniest thing to watch members of the Hotel go nuts hearing so much of the noise

🔘 Due to being the son of the Radio Demon and the Wendigo Overlord, many don't even dare trying to touch your son, well, except for Vox and Lucifer

🔘 Vox one time had decided to try holding your son without permission, resulting in him being sent flying across the meeting room by your husband

🔘 And when Lucifer first arrived and began to tickle your son to make him laugh, he stood off to the side with his ears pushed backwards in irritation, watching his son smile by such a fatherly action not being made by him was annoying

🔘 And, because of your declaration, you named the members of the Hotel as your son's 'Godfathers'/'Godmothers', only having Husk and Niffty as the 'Siblings' of your son

[angelbroad]

"Is it over? Is it really over?"

Type: Fanfiction

Fandom: Mortal Kombat

Characters: Kakkō, Lui Kang, Kuai Liang

Kakkō looked down at Shang Tsung, the Titan version of him, that is. They looked down at his bloody and battered body, and they could not help but think.

 “Is it over? Is it really over?”

 Lui Kang ran next to where Kakkō was standing.

 “And they called me the chosen one.”

 “Did you expect me to fail? I can end him right here and now.”

 “You have done more than enough. Please permit me to end this.”, Lui Kang said before turning the Titan to specs of sand.

 Kakkō believed it was over the moment Shang Tsung was gone, but then the ground begun to rumble, the rock of the pyramid cracking underneath their feet.

 “W-What’s happening??”, the panicked shapeshifter asked.

 “Without Shang Tsung and the hourglass to stabilise the timeline, it’s crumbling apart!”, Lui Kang announced, already working on making a portal with his magic for Kakkō, “You must return to our timeline, before it’s too late. Farewell, Kakkō. May we one day meet again.”

 Flames surrounded Kakkō, but they did not burn, and soon enough, all they could see was white.

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 They awoke inside a futon, their bones aching as they sat up. Well, they had no bones, but Kakkō assumed that’s what it would feel like. The door of the small room creaked open, Kakkō spotting Kuai Liang’s sillouette. They turned to look at him.

 “Where are we?”, Kakkō asked.

 Kuai Liang lowered himself to sit on their level, giving them some fresh rice cake soup. The shapeshifter gobbled it up, happy to finally have food inside them. Kuai Liang patted their back.

 “You will need it.”, he said, “We will be leaving for Japan soon.”

 Kakkō got up, and so did Kuai Liang.

 “Why are we leaving?”, they asked.

 “Bi-Han has betrayed us, that you know.”, Kuai Liang responded, “But Earthrealm still needs its defenders. Tomas and I have been planning to leave, start anew.”

 “A new clan.”, Kakkō guessed, to which Kuai Liang nodded.

 He placed a hand on their shoulder, “You have proven yourself time and time again, that you are capable, compassionate, and resourceful. You, of all people, deserve a chance at a family again.”

 Kakkō’s eyes widened, releasing themselves from Kuai Liang’s hold and stepping back. They pinched themselves, attempting to make sure they were not dreaming. They were not, they were very much awake. Kakkō looked at the man in disbelief.

 “...Are you....pulling my leg..?”, they asked.

 “I am not, why would you think I am?”

 Kakkō almost laughed, “I-last time someone wanted to recruit me was your brother in the Lin Kuei. How do I know I’m not getting into something I’ll regret?”

 Kuai Liang sighed.

 “Kakkō. I know about what happened in the past.”

 The shapeshifter had their gaze fixed at him, silent fear in their eyes as he continued.

 “I know who you are, what you are. And I know that all of this, it was not your fault.”

 “....W-What..?”

 “You never deserved any of this, all this loss in the hands of my former clan. I know you are hurt, and I know that some things will never be forgiven. But I can understand you, I can understand your anger, your saddness-I have been there.”

 “No you haven’t.”, Kakkō bluntly stated, “I know damn well you never experienced what I have.”

 “Maybe not to such extent.”, Kuai Liang agreed, “But I know loss. I lost both my mother and unborn sister when I was still a child, and then my father just when I started entering adulthood. Many students of mine, ones I had cared about to a great extent, I lost to varying reasons. And I don’t want to loose you too, Kakkō.”

 Kakkō looked down and to the side, they did not know what to say. So, they looked back at Kuai Liang.

 “Why Japan?”, they asked.

 “Lui Kang had told me the original Scorpion had been from here. The true Scorpion, and not a stolen title from the Lin Kuei.”

 “So..he finally came clean.”

 Kakkō was not sure how to feel. Kuai Liang continued.

 “He, Lui Kang, told me that the man was still alive, ruling over the Netherrealm.”

 Kakkō’s head shot up to look at Kuai Liang.

 “He....is still here?”

 “Yes. You two knew each other, right?”

 “Are you trying to get me to recruit my old Master?”

 “I....I am not saying that.”

 “But you thought about it.”

 After a very long silence, Kakkō sighed, and walked closer to Kuai Liang, gently placing the empty bowl in his hands.

 “I...don’t know where this road will take me, Kuai Liang. And I’m....scared.”, they admitted, “But..I have seen that you and Tomas are good people. I want to believe you are.”

 Kuai Liang nodded, “Trust takes time, I can understand.”

 They quietly moved to the small kitchen to wash the plates. Kakkō leaned on Kuai Liang’s side, the man wrapping an arm around the smaller shapeshifter.

 Kakkō was wrong, this was not over. It was only beginning.

[pokichusramblings]

I don’t feel like typing it out again, here’s a text message I just sent to my dad (context: I am in an online government class)

I just learned about Roe v. Wade and I am MAD. I am so PISSED that this case was overturned. I am OUTRAGED because abortion is NOT murder unless the baby is viable. I don’t fucking care if this is controversial, first and second trimester abortions ARE healthcare and DESERVE protection. THE WHOLE POINT OF THE CASE is that anti-abortion laws infringe on the privacy on women, which I fully believe.

People who want abortions have reasons. It’s not because they don’t want to go through the “trouble” of giving birth, or just “feel like killing unborn babies.” Sometimes there’s medical complications, and other times they can’t take care of a kid and don’t want to put that kid through the ringer that is the adoption system. There are not enough GOOD parents for the kids that suffer with feelings of unwantedness, a past of abuse, and eventual suicidality. Life fucking sucks for orphans.

Abortions aren’t for funsies.

We need to protect the privacy of people with wombs, and we need to act NOW!

Shout it to the rooftops, spread the word, join local protests!

[telehead]

Flaky, flaky, flawed, and snaky.

Play the victim, lie, and bate me.

Fool me once, play your games.

Fool me twice, call me names.

Charm, charm, so you can harm

without anybody sounding alarm.

You try to hide it, yet I see it fly,

that giant red banner across the sky.

Spend, spend, I see a trend.

YOU need MY help, and so I lend.

Drinks, sluts, games and drugs;

just sweep it all under rugs!

Crack, crack, break my back.

I just might have a heart attack!

Shove my love through a shredder!

I really deserve so much better...

Burn, burn, the pages turn.

Of all you read, you cannot learn.

I wrote that book to show my love.

Now it burns, it wasn’t enough.

Threat, threat, place your bet?

Make a stranger kiss your neck?

How dare I involve your friends?

This is how our story ends.

Risk, risk. Our health you’ve risked.

It’s not okay, you must have missed!

Inside your unborn child’s mother,

AND the next day, inside another.

Fuck, fuck, you cheat and suck!

Tell your daughter “best of luck,

I went and gave up your mommy,

now this hotter new girl’s got me.”

Karma, karma, what a bitch;

the new girl left you in a ditch.

No one else would lend a hand,

so maybe now you understand.

Lie, lie, go off and cry!

You would not care if I die!

You’re only there to see the baby.

I ask for more? Nah, that’s crazy!

Busy, busy. You getting dizzy?

Ashlee, Makayla, Meghan, Jada, Lindsey.

Got all these hoes while you’re with ME.

Jessica, Anna, Jaide, Maddy, Whitney.

Bronson, Bronson whenever ya want some

just tell em all you’re chillin with Bronson.

Dumb ass hoes won’t figure shit out.

But lies ALWAYS unravel, without a doubt.

Dumb, dumb. You just gotta get numb.

On Coke, on Percs, alcohol, and bud.

To block the pain of shame and shit.

The dumb, quick way to death type habit.

Jail, jail, yet again you fail.

But every time, you tell the tale:

Denial, blame, threats & lies.

You done this shit now how many times?

21, 21, that was your age then,

that night you ruined your life and

you are not clever, you are not bright,

for what you did just wasn’t right.

Babies, babies, you must like babies

or little girls instead of grown ladies.

You told her you were 16 years old,

and now you project that lie, behold:

14, 14, that was her age then.

You KNEW she was that innocent.

No, not 16 saying she was 19.

That little girl now must be fighting...

Trauma, trauma and all this drama.

You could not comprehend her trauma.

So this must be why you lie and deny,

cause no body likes a perverted guy.

Guilt, guilt around the lies you’ve built.

Or is it shit with which you’re filled?

No wonder you can’t sleep, you’re tangled

in webs you weave in & out of every angle.

Danger, danger! That’s what you are.

Warning Sign! Hazard! Stay very far!

Our crazy past is proof that I know.

Being cool with that shit? Just... NO!

Lost, lost, look what this cost.

Out the window our family’s tossed.

If only you could turn back time,

perhaps then we’d still be fine.

Fine, fine... but COULD we be fine?

If you really could turn back time?

HA! That’s hilarious!! Flaky in check??!

Dating you’s a fucking train wreck!

Ivy, Ivy. So cute, pure, and tiny.

Yet, more loved than gold; almighty.

She makes my heart sing and glow.

But this feeling you’ll never know.

Innocent, innocent that’s what she is.

So, far away from you she’ll live.

Away from twisted lies, and deception;

whores, drugs, violence, and destruction.

Happy, happy. That’s what she’ll be;

not around danger, but safe here with me.

She’ll grow to know that she is so loved.

She don’t need your shit, we got enough.

Shame, shame. But you’re to blame.

Happy that I learned your game.

Sad you have Sociopathy,

but that, our girl will never see.

Bye bye you perverted guy.

The truth behind your nasty lie,

THAT will haunt you till you pass.

Or maybe longer... take a guess.

Flaky, flaky, flawed, and snaky?

Real shit happens fuckin with flaky.

So take a page from my mad diary:

Flakes can go fuck themselves,TRUST me.

[irxnmaiden]

Jasmine & Aura;

Obtaining a Riolu egg early into her travels through Sinnoh, Jasmine wasn’t positive what would emerge once the egg was ready to hatch. From early on, it would emit a strange vibration — attempts at establishing contact between the unborn Pokémon and their eventual trainer. Jasmine initially chalked the sensation to be side-effect of her magnetic abilities (something she had become increasingly self-aware of following her run-in with Rocket). But shortly following the egg’s hatching, she quickly differentiated that this newly awakened ability was something far different.

The baby (Cairo) attempted telepathic communication almost immediately, however it was little more than baby gibberish. Jasmine had only heard of ‘aura’ phenomena when within earshot of the sailor stories in Olivine; it wasn’t necessarily anything she’d ever expected to experience herself. Her best attempts at blocking it out proved more difficult than she’d anticipated, and though she mothered the pup to the best of her abilities, Jasmine still found that she was out of her depth when it came to communicating effectively (she’d become accustomed to the hardened, harder-to-read nature found in most Steel-types, having grown used to that sort of company).

Still, with an empathetic heart, Jasmine concentrated all her efforts in raising Cairo with an extra level of care. His crying out was soon answered, as his trainer sought control of her own abilities through rigorous training. The two became exceptionally close at that time, with Cairo rarely being contained within his capsule. On a (well deserved) break from Gym duties, Jasmine toured the Contest circuit, entering Cairo in the ‘Coolness’ bracket where he amassed a heap of ribbons. They’d typically take to the land around Fuego Ironworks to train following their performances.

Before long, evolution was spurred, and Jasmine was once again tested on the attunement of her burgeoning ability. Cairo also became more aware and receptive to his trainer’s struggles with grasping her aural potential; instead of forcing communication, his quick problem-solving skills sought to better the bridge between Jasmine and her other Pokémon. In time, Jasmine came to establish a better understanding with all of the partners that had been accompanying her for so long, Cairo’s efforts not going unnoticed.

Eventually stabilized, Jasmine’s abilities find their sync, and soon she’s able to manifest this energy — especially when in a pinch. Cairo becomes a trusty right-hand man, serving as ambassador between his trainer and her other partners. The two are able to have lengthy conversations in time, despite this happening rarely (Cairo having the more staccato, to-the-point type of temperament). Following Jasmine’s bout in Hisui, having centered her mind and body in a way she’d never before accomplished, she returns with an awakening of sorts: able to now sense the aura in other people and Pokémon alike, she’s mastered responding telepathically to others she’s formed close bonds with. She’s able to read emotions with ease, which becomes invaluable in her interpersonal relationships, her marriage, and eventual motherhood. 

Though much of the other perks of utilizing one’s aura don’t manifest similarly for her, the true culmination of her harnessed abilities reveals itself in battle: she becomes a more threatening opponent then ever, with Cairo still battling along her side to this day.

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i… am.. broken. what was THAT oh my god my heart. i wanted to cry like 6 different times while reading what the hell. where do i even start omfg

THAT MAN IS IN LOVE 😭😭😭 my god.. giving her the money after she told her she needed money to pay rent.. why am i crying 😭😭 he’s so sweet i’m not okay. i’m so glad her and alanis were able to talk things through and get their sense of closure. and then my poor baby thinking she left him for good after leaving to talk to alanis like 😭 this chapter killed me. this did it for me i’m so serious. they were making LOVE they weren’t making some porno. “say my name” BOYYYY i’ll say ur name as many times are u want. the gun play was so hot i’m gonna VOMIT

AND THE ENVELOPEKDJDJ he said silly girl 😭 fuck i’ve been waiting for that moment. since the very beginning he cared for her deep down without even realizing it. also when he took his glove off to hold hands w her under the table on her lap to ground her from ripping zayn’s head off. like come ONNNN you killed me. i’m dead. idk who’s typing this rn cuz i’m dead. done. gone. i will need 3-5 business days to recover cuz u actually broke me i cannot do this.

THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO BAd i am so 😭 my babies deserve the world. SPEAKING OF BABIES????? no ik for a fact he’s a softie and is gonna love the shit out of that unborn child and treat her like glass even if he ends up not seeming to not want it.

idk wtf i wrote here but u must know. this chapter might be my fav im sorry i say that every time u post a new chapter but i’m so serious. she’s dead. i am she

you’re such a good writer this is so insane. you’re insane you psycho talented woman

HIIIIII SORRY FOR ALMOST MAKING U CRY SO MANY TIMES!!

oh harry is absolutely in love with her, like no doubt. he’s such a sweetie underneath it all and it’s so nice to be able to show that in him now. i know 🥺 he really thought she was done w him. him giving her the envelope was something i’ve been waiting soooo long to reveal, it felt so great to write it finally!

and 😵‍💫 speaking of babies, i don’t necessarily know if harry is even ready to be a father to a child considering he can’t even emotionally handle telling the woman he loves that he loves her, but we shall have to see about that lmao.

thank you for everything 🥰🥺

[reignfms]

new wanted connections have been added !

lyra mormont ( gemma chan ) is looking for their romantic connection of a former lover/father of her unborn child. they would be in the age range of 25-35 with the possible faces of tom holland, alexander ludwig, nikesh patel, anuerin barnard, michiel huisman, riz ahmed, kit harrington, luke pasqualino. clover does not require prior contact at @darkwinged. they met a year ago and despite hesitance from lyra's side, they eventually began an affair. it be could be love or it could mostly be lust, i'm open to either. she became pregnant but luckily for them, her husband assumed it was his child. maybe he knows that he is the father, maybe he does not. we will figure it out. now her husband is dead under mysterious circumstances and the heat is on them to never let anyone know of the affair so they do not end up becoming suspects. and then we can plot out the emotional side of things. it doesn't matter which house he is from or position he holds, he just have to have been on bear island for some reason a year ago.  

sharra arryn ( ryan destiny ) is looking for their romantic connection of their former lover. they would be in the age range of 25+ with the possible faces of keith power, michael evans behling, ruby barker, janhvi kapoor, any fcoc utp. luna does not require prior contact at @ruinovs. this was one of those secret, sneaking around so that sharra’s brothers wouldn’t find out, actually coming to really care for each other and breaking it off for that said reason type of connection. a lot of angst, push and pull cause there are still feelings there. i would prefer a northern house for proximities sake, but we can plot how it had come to happen with another region   !

kaelys greyjoy ( priscilla quintana ) is looking for their adversarial connection of their lover to enemy. they would be in the age range of 25+ with the possible faces of zeeko zaki, josha stradowski, nick sagar, taylour paige, banita sandhu, lana condor. luna does not require prior contact at @ruinovs. at one point, kaelys and your muse used to be thick as thieves, and added an intimate part to their relationship. somewhere down the line they got into an argument that turned into a physical fight, and now they can’t stand the sight of each other. why / what happened can be plotted out, but i think it'd be interesting if it all went to crap when one of kaelys' betrothals was announced !

mace redwyne ( aaron fontaine ) is looking for their familial connection of his sisters (0/2). they would be in the age range of 23-25 & 25-28 with the possible faces of ruby barker, nathalie emmanuel, sasha lane, gugu mbatha raw, karla crome, zoe robins, utp (can be adopted but must be poc!). paige does not require prior contact at @encirclet. mace has been the ruling lord of the arbor for 10 years now, and he's not actually been in the arbor for half of it. he's less than deserving of the title, having left his sisters behind to take care of their house's affairs whilst he sailed to essos — despite the fact that they had little to no authority when it came to matters of importance. against the odds, they managed to keep the arbor from falling into disarray in his absence. mace has since returned to the arbor and has promptly taken back his seat and all decision making opportunities, without even a thanks aimed towards his sisters. because of that, the ladies have a strained relationship with their brother. mace does love his sisters dearly, and appointed two knights (their half brothers from their father, coincidentally) to watch over them in his absence. he also has yet to legitimize his bastard son because he knows that they would be taken out of the running for the seat if he did. because he's normally so self-centred, he likely doesn't realize how deeply their anger towards him runs — he assumes that they will eventually forgive him and they will all be a happy family once again.

maery greyjoy ( anya taylor joy ) is looking for their platonic connection of a personal guard. they would be in the age range of 35+ with the possible faces of andy on, cara gee, clive standen, viggo mortenson, maggie q, utp. paige does not require prior contact at @encirclet. though maery is as vicious as any of her fellow ironborn, she has suffered from somewhat of an ailing health all her life. thus, she likely had a guard appointed to her at some point during her childhood. they would not only have protected her, but also taught her ways of defending herself that doesn't require brute strength, and were perhaps the person who taught her how to read maps as well as she does. she sees them as more of a companion and a best friend than a babysitter, despite any age gap. must be from the iron islands, or a northerner that was willing to move to pyke permanently.

[isaiahbie]

Three Types of Arguments for Abortion

Abortion ends the life of a human being at the embryonic or fetal stage of her development. Is this killing morally permissible? Or is it an injustice?

More than 150 years ago, a Boston physician named Horatio R. Storer pointed to the heart of the issue. “The whole question,” he observed, “turns on. . . the real nature of the foetus in utero.”¹

Does the unborn child have a right not to be intentionally killed? Does she matter like we matter? Does she count as one of us?

Almost all arguments offered in defense of abortion relate to this fundamental question in one of three ways. Some arguments just assume that unborn children don’t matter. Some arguments try to show that unborn children don’t matter. And some arguments contend that unborn children are actually beside the point.

Here’s why each of these types is mistaken—and why children in the womb deserve our respect and protection.

1. Arguments that assume unborn children don’t matter

Many popular arguments only make sense if unborn children don’t really matter—if they don’t have the kind of value and right to life that other human beings have. Consider these examples.

a. Freedom. Abortion defenders say that women have a right to choose, or that we should “trust women,” or that we should respect their moral agency and let them decide. People have the right to choose to do lots of things, but there are some things that aren’t okay. No one has the right to decide to kill a teenager, for example, because teenagers are valuable human beings who have human rights. If unborn children are also valuable human beings, then we likewise may not kill them.

b. Circumstances. Supporters of abortion frequently point to the difficult circumstances that pregnant women face. But if unborn children have a right to life, like children who have already been born, then killing them is no more justified in tough socioeconomic circumstances than killing born children in those same circumstances.

c. Consequences. People sometimes say that prohibiting abortion would produce terrible consequences, such as the deaths of many women from illegal abortions. But no one would argue that we should legalize infanticide in order to make it safer and easier for desperate parents to get rid of their newborn children. If unborn children also deserve protection, then (alleged) negative consequences aren’t a good reason to make it legal to end their lives.

d. Equality. Legalized abortion is necessary for women’s equality, some people argue, because the challenges of pregnancy and childbirth fall uniquely on women and not men. But the challenges of caring for 10-year-old children fall on the parents of 10-year-olds and not on everyone else—and laws against killing or abandoning such children are clearly still justified. If unborn children matter, like 10-year-olds, then the same is true of laws protecting them.

e. Tolerance. Some people say that personal opposition to abortion shouldn’t be imposed on others. But if abortion unjustly takes the life of an innocent person, then society shouldn’t allow it. No one would say, “I’m personally opposed to withholding basic care from nursing home patients, but I don’t want to impose that view on everyone else.”

None of these arguments, then, would justify the killing of born human beings. If unborn children deserve the same respect, then these arguments don’t justify killing them either.

2. Arguments that try to show unborn children don’t matter

Other arguments in defense of abortion try to actually show that unborn children don’t matter—that they are different from the rest of us in some way that is morally significant. And that’s why killing them is permissible.

One way to argue for this view is to claim that unborn children aren’t even human beings (in the biological sense of the term). But that’s empirically false. The science of embryology shows that human embryos and fetuses are living human organisms—members of the species Homo sapiens—at the embryonic and fetal stages of life.

A second approach is to argue that although unborn children are biologically human, they do not have the same value and right to life as older human beings—they are not yet “persons” like we are. But the differences between born and unborn human beings simply aren’t relevant to whether or not an individual bears a right to life.

Unborn children may look different, for example, but appearance has nothing to do with value. Unborn children are less physically and mentally developed, but toddlers are less developed than teenagers, and that doesn’t make them any less important. Unborn children are dependent on someone else, but so are newborn children and many people who are elderly, sick, and disabled.

Human rights are not based on characteristics like these. They are based on our shared humanity. That’s why every human being matters.

3. Arguments that unborn children are irrelevant

According to a third category of argument, however, abortion is justified even if unborn children are valuable human beings. That’s because those children happen to live inside the body of someone else—someone who has a right to bodily autonomy.

One version of this view says that pregnant women have a right to do whatever they want with whatever is inside their body. But autonomy is limited when someone else’s body is also involved. Most people agree, for example, that pregnant women shouldn’t ingest drugs that cause birth defects. And if harming unborn children is wrong, then killing them (through abortion) is even worse.

Another version contends that just as we may refuse to donate an organ to save someone else’s life, a pregnant woman may refuse to let an unborn child use her body to survive. Abortion, however, isn’t merely the withdrawing of bodily support—it is intentional and active killing, often by dismemberment, which violates the child’s right to life (the right not to be intentionally killed) and right to bodily integrity. The father and mother, moreover, bear responsibility for the ordinary care of their child because they brought her into existence.

Bodily autonomy is real and important. But it can’t justify intentional killing or wipe away our obligations to those who depend on us.

Conclusion

Almost every statement in support of abortion falls into one of these three categories. They are all fatally flawed.

Both bodily rights arguments and appeals to freedom, circumstances, consequences, equality, and tolerance can’t get around the heart of the issue—whether unborn children count as members of the human family deserving of our respect and protection.

And arguments for excluding unborn children from the human family can’t get around two stubborn truths. The first is a fact of science: Human embryos and fetuses are human beings. The second is a principle of justice: Every human being has an equal right to life.

That’s why there’s no getting around the conclusion, as Horatio R. Storer put it in 1860, that killing children in utero is a “violation of. . . all reason, all pity, all mercy, all love.”²

Notes:

¹ Horatio R. Storer, On Criminal Abortion in America, 1860 p. 10. ² Ibid.

[end-simultation-with-heyashasta]

An Open Letter to the Smug Terrorists Celebrating 24 June 2022:

Sophomore year of university, I found myself in a situation where two types of birth control failed and I didn't know I was pregnant until I was about 12-13 weeks. On the pill, I'd still been getting periods, so imagine to my horror what it was like to learn that I was gestating a fetus who was severely damaged because of medications I was taking for varied health conditions. If I carried to viability, this person was going to spend every second of their short life in abject pain and misery (and that was after weeks of the same in utero). They'd have come into the world with severe brain damage (including large tracts of the brain just not forming) that continued spinal cord damage/neural tube defects to the point they would never be able to feel their legs, they’d have nothing but tube feedings while suffering hundreds of seizures a day, quasi-vegetative, on a massive cocktail of drugs and hooked up to machines that would try to step in where their completely malformed nervous system was unable to do so, where it would then be a countdown until this unfathomable neurological disaster put so much stress on this person's tiny body that they were going to stroke out, blow an aneurysm, or have a massive heart attack. This person would never have left the NICU, never felt the sun on their face. This person would never be able to breathe on their own, never having a moment free from life-support. This person would, if incredibly unfortunate, linger for up to three months. This person would have "lived" only to suffer.

Let’s start with this: There was no possibility of a Hollywood miracle recovery. None. Full Stop.

I knew that I could not in good conscious force another human being to exist in such a manner, it would have been beyond cruel, the ultimate act of despicable selfishness. This person deserved compassion. This person was worthy of a humane departure. I had the appointment made, but the day before, I was just getting out of class when I felt something twinge in my abdomen and wound up having an horrific miscarriage, alone, in the ground floor ladies room of the journalism building. (The only positive of having gone through that where I did meant that my fetus wasn’t considered medical waste and incinerated. I was at least allowed to conduct my own private death ritual. . .)

I wasn't basing my decision to terminate on the fact that I wasn't having a "pretty" baby, which is what many disgusting people have accused me of. It simply wasn't right to doom someone to an existence of pure agony just so I could be an odious martyr. Mercy isn't particularly fashionable these days, but I felt I was doing what I had to in order prevent needless torment and unrivaled pain.

———

I share my story because too many people are caught up in the moral/political divide of this issue and never stop to think about people like my unborn son.

I start out telling it in a way, using the description of "this person," because there is such a misunderstanding about those of us who are put into situations where we decide that mitigating brutal suffering is a kinder fate than to die a drawn-out cruel death.

It's because my son was a real person that he deserved better than what he was going to get in this life. I tell it this way because it humanizes both parties in this hellish scenario. Again, for those of the mindset that I'd made my decision based on him not being perfect, that dehumanizes both of us. I'm an object of derision, and he's a pawn in an ugly game that sees him as a thing to be fought over and doesn't have his best interests in mind.

Had this been a healthy pregnancy, he was going to go to a family who desperately wanted him, a family who could take care of him far exceeding my ability as an undergrad to even provide the basics, a family who would have loved him with everything they had. Truth be told, I didn’t have to put in any effort to find said family. My parents would have taken him in a nanosecond. They would have wanted him. Hell, they wanted the idea of him. It wasn’t until years later that I informed my family that my son had ever existed because it would have killed them to know that he didn’t have a chance.

It infuriates them, that in today’s world, my son and I would both have suffered tremendously had I been forced to carry that pregnancy. Those who bleat and slobber over the word/concept of “baby” live in such a chasm of cognitive dissonance that they cannot wrap their mushy brains around the idea that pixie dust isn’t a magical cure-all for someone who is dying. The sunshine and rainbows just put him up for adoption sing-song was not a "choice" I had the option to make.

He wasn’t an inconvenience. He wasn’t “in the way.” He wasn’t an afterthought. He wasn’t unwanted. He wasn’t a mistake. If things had played out where we’d both been healthy, I’d have had him over winter break and not even missed any school. Unfortunately, he was very, very sick in a way most could never imagine.

It wasn’t long after that miscarriage that I wound up having to have a hysterectomy, where I learned from the pathology report and my surgeon that even if my son had been healthy that I could not have carried him past the 18-19 week point because I’d have suffered a uterine rupture. My womb was literally a twisted gristle, incompatible with any life that tried to form inside it. I was doomed to miscarry. My little guy still would have died.

I desperately wanted anything that wasn’t going to end the way this did.

And now, in this modern world with all of its wonders, myopic politicians would force me to torture my baby to death! The United States has, codified in the constitution, that we don’t allow cruel and unusual punishment.

Unless you’re my son, then all bets are off. For the simple reason of wanting to yank the leash on the general population, the Supreme Court and the simpering boot-lickers who grovel beneath the dinner table, it’s perfectly acceptable to inflict a heartless, unnecessarily barbarous, undignified death on a living child.

When I listen to people who but for one day’s difference would consider me a murderer, when they get that “ah-ha, gotcha!” looks on their faces, and go off about how babies are innocent and their imaginary friend tells them that, ergo pregnancy = beautiful baby, no matter what, I’ve always got a few questions. The one I’m most interested in is why is it acceptable to humanely euthanize your cancer-decimated dog but that same humanity and grace is not extended to another human being?

I hope that not a single one of you gloating misanthropic ghouls ever finds yourselves in the position that I was in.

Signed,

HeyaShasta

p.s. This handy-dandy illustration shows cartoonish and more palatable examples of what my little guy was dealing with.

[touyasdoll]

Picking Baby Names with Levi

pairing: Levi Ackerman x afab!reader

warnings: reader is very pregnant, Levi’s a little sappy bc he deserves to be, mentions of kids/family obvi

word count: n/a; v short

notes: this is a repost from my old levi/aot blog. tweaked it a teeny bit. tbh I was just feeling v soft for my favorite captain. he deserves bliss <3

"What about Samantha?"

You tilt your head back, looking up at Levi as you rest your head against his strong chest. His arms envelop you, a perpetually gentle hand rubbing your pregnant belly as he holds you close.

"Samantha?" He scrunches up his nose, shaking his head in disapproval.

"Elise?" You muse, tilting your chin back down as you wrap your arms around your belly, hoping the right name will finally come to you.

"Better. But, no. I don't particularly like that one either.”

"You don't like any of them," you laugh quietly, tucking your face into the crook of his neck.

"Well you don't like any of the ones I pick, so I'd say we're even, brat," His lips curl up into a lazy grin as he presses them to your temple.

You sigh contentedly, letting your eyes close as you relax into his arms. He’s happy to sit there and just hold you, rubbing your belly as a means to be close as can be to you and your unborn daughter. His favorite place in the world.

Despite the struggle to pick a name for your incoming bundle of joy, he's never been happier than he is in this moment. He’s still scared shitless, sure. Fatherhood is a whole different beast than anything he's ever faced before.

The Underground, the military, titans. None of those had prepared him at all for the type of journey that he’s about to embark on. The weight of others’ lives have always weighed heavy on his shoulders, but somehow the weight of just this one precious little girl’s existence was already heavier.

He knows that it’ll be all right, that it’ll all work out. The two of you will find a name, she‘ll be here before you both know it, and then you can all be a family. Something he never would have envisioned himself having just a few short years ago. Something that means impossibly too much to him now.

He knows it’s going to be okay, because he has you. His guiding light through everything. His beacon out of the Underground. His reason for coming home after every expedition. His entire world and then some.

"Levi?" You speak softly, feeling sleep coming to claim you for the night, and he matches your tone in response.

"Yes, baby?" The soothing rumble in his chest serves as your own perfect lullaby. You briefly wonder if your daughter will feel the same.

"What about Kuchel?"

You suggest the name almost hesitantly. He never spoke much about his mother, but you knew that he cared for her deeply nonetheless.

He pauses, holding still for almost long enough to make you concerned that you’d said something wrong, before his lips press to the top of your head, his eyes falling closed while he resumes rubbing your belly, an undeniable tenderness in his voice when he finally speaks.

"I like that one,” he says softly. “Kuchel, it is," he whispers as he nuzzles his face against the back of your head, grateful that you couldn't see the tears sitting in his waterline.

[cloudenthusiast2]

Genshin Men as Dads

Genshin Impact x reader

Characters: Zhongli, Diluc, Childe

Type: headcanons

Genre: fluff, maybe a bit of angst in the end if you squint

Part 2

Zhongli

While you were pregnant, he was the sweetest spouse ever. He did the biggest part of the housework, only letting you do the easiest tasks like folding sheets

He somewhere read that the unborn babies can hear and react to their parents voice when they’re still in their mother’s wombs

So he made sure to talk to them every single day and sometimes he even sang a little

When the baby was born, tears poured down Zhongli’s face. Although he had his own pride, he didn’t try to hide them from you. You deserved to know how proud and thankful he was to you

When he first held the baby, he had a distant, strange feeling he didn’t understand at first. He later realised that was actually a turning point in his life

He no longer longed to relieve his past life. He now wanted to live the new, current one which he wanted to make as beautiful as possible

His happiness was unmesaureable for days, weeks and an even longer time

The only dark cloud appearing on the crystal-clear coast of his was your strict opinion on what books should be read to the baby

‘Honey, I still don’t understand why you didn’t approve of The Liyuen Fishermen’s Economic Progress In The Last Hundred Years. It’s a great book, don’t you trust me?’

Diluc

When his baby boy was born, he swore to protect him at all cost

He was unusually soft and gentle when the child was just a baby and Diluc unintentionally got used to acting like that in the end

So when the child grew, he only saw a kindhearted, righteous, sometimes a little sad but never a grumpy or a mean man

That’s why he never understood why everyone was intimidated by his father. Even if he heard gossips about him being irksome, he never even thought about the possibility of that being true and all he did was to passionately defend his father

Diluc knows about these gossips but never acknowledges them. As long as his child and you truly know him and feels close and secure with him, he doesn’t care about the others

He also tends to start neglecting his duties as the Darknight Hero. You knew about his role and didn’t mind it but when you both learned you were pregnant, you made him promise that he would be a hero in his home first, not out there

He likes to take long walks with his family on the nearby hills. He teaches his son how about plants and animals you see on the trip

Sometimes he sees young Kaeya in the boy. And then he proceeds to spoil him even more because of the guilt and regret hiding deep down his heart

He swore to never let his relationship be ruined with him as it was ruined with Kaeya

Childe

There wasn’t a happier man in all of Teyvat when he heard the news

You had been actually a bit afraid of his reaction since he was a Harbinger and they weren’t exactly allowed to have kids, but Childe cherished the concept of family even more than he cherished the Tsaritsa

He would’ve even left the Fatui for his child. But in the end, it wasn’t necessary - which he was also glad about

Still, he was very aware of the danger that will surround his child. Many humans and non-humans wanted to take him down and they would likely grab the opportunity and try to stab him where he was had a weak point

So he became very protective of you while you were pregnant. While your hormones were acting up, you felt incredibly restricted and poured all your anger on him for that but the honest words he said to you somehow always managed to calm you down

'The love of my life and my child will not be my weak point. I have to do everything I can to protect and strengthen that part of me, understand?’

He held onto that ideology even after his son was born. After the child has reached a certain age, he started training him

And your son also enjoyed every part of the training. It became more obvious with every passing day that he was born to fight

You couldn’t help but feel a little pained about that. You tried to hide it but your attempts were unsuccesful. You couldn’t hide anything from Childe, who was also very understanding but determined on this topic

'You shouldn’t worry about that, love. Unlike me, he doesn’t fight to kill or survive. He fights to protect himself. And when he learns how to do that, we can both protect you better as well.’

[maginxlia]

Starring Nanami, Gojo, Toji and Sukuna As baby Fathers the Headcanons

Rated PG-13

Contains Foul language and suggestive themes

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Warning I haven’t written fanfics in years so I’m hella rusty asf

Also I look like a lady but I swear like a sailor

These are just some headcanons I’ve been thinking of for the past week, hope y’all enjoy ✨

B\N is For baby name

Nanami (I’m not on child support because I take care of my child) Kento

If y’all on good Terms

Is there for you during the pregnancy

Will ask for a prenatal paternity test so he be 100% sure

Type to meet you at your dr appointments and be your support also he would buy you lunch too

Comfort you and be there for you

Need ANYTHING and he’ll provide no questions asked

Would love for y’all to get together BUT NO PRESSURE

You living in a bad neighbourhood? He’ll find a apartment for you in a safe area

You have his emergency number if something comes up with the baby

Mans has taken classes

Will be more than present for the birth

Happily Signs birth certificate

Spends ALOT OF TIME WITH THE BOTH OF YALL

Takes care of baby elegantly

Literally want to be a wonderful memory in his child life in case he doesn’t be there for the tomorrow

Never argues in front of his child

Really tho it’s like y’all in a stable relationship

If y’all on Bad Terms

Mans still Is there for his child

Prenatal test before he fully commits himself

Is VERY hurt that y’all isn’t getting along

Gives you the space you need but he really want to be included in the pregnancy

There for the birth and he signs the birth certificate without problems

Mans would include you in the plans like if he’s taking y’all child to a restaurant he would invite you and pay for your meal

Gives money for your child every week

Not afraid to take you to court for full custody of y’all kid if he feels like you’re not spending the money on y'all child

NEVER SHIT talks you in front of his child

Respects you even though it’s rough between y’all

Satoru (If you didn’t want to get pregnant by me, ya should’ve used protection) Gojo

If Y’all on Good Terms

Tell him you’re pregnant and man is elated

Type to joke about his superior genes

Mans thinks he knows everything about babies including pregnancy

He eats like he's the one pregnant 🤦🏾‍♀️

Lemme be honest but this man gonna dougie on you and your unborn child nerves

Demands to talk to your belly THROUGH FACETIME regularly

brings you food he thinks you’ll like

Doctor appointments he’s gonna try to be there for you but no promises, He’s a very busy man after all

Constantly want updates on you two

Will play vines to your poor unborn child through headphones on your belly

Gives the worlds Dumbest names suggestions

Compliments your boobs more than he should

Teal and white baby clothes

Have long winded conversation with your belly

Like to poke your belly to try to get the kid to move

Only have Paternity doubts when you are pushing the kid out ( Smart enough not to voice them) Like once he's able to hold the child he's Searching for anything that looks like him until he peeks under the lil baby beanie and notice this child has his white hair... He's ecstatic asf and best believe he's popping off with the "Superior Genes" spiel again.

Either he's staying with you and Baby or y'all staying with him cause he wants to spend as much time with y'all baby as he can

Brags about his child to Itadori, Megumi, Nobara and Nanami

BUYS THE CHILD WHO CAN’T EVEN WALK TIMBERLANDS, JORDANS AND LEBRONS! He knows damn well y'all child gonna grow out of them BUT he adamant about B/N flexing on em to let them haters know that they got the game on lock

Phones home screen is of B/N doing a silly face

Nanami is His child Godfather because he's so responsible

Megumi has babysat for him before and He was SURPRISE about how chill B/N is compared to their father

He's a Ho in recovery if y'all trying to be a family because “his child deserves a somewhat stable home”

If y'all on Bad Terms

In denial. Doesn't understand you not wanting shit to do with him because “ He's a amazing father just ask Megumi”

Tries his damnest to be there for you but whenever he's around he's clowning or clapping his gums with some ol ignorant shit

It's the Hoeing for me💅🏾

Buys you things and hope it makes up for his shortcomings

Calls you to ask about y'all well being

Acts like he's not torn up about the whole situation ( But he is VERY heart broken about it)

Is present for the birth and signs the birth certificate after examing child

Gives you hella money for food and necessity for the B/N

Is VERY petty When it comes to B/N, Mans will crop your face out of pictures if angered enough

Spends ALL his free time with B/N

Will never get over the fact that he wasn't involved in your pregnancy like he would've liked

Has regrets

But is a Solid father for B/N

Will take your ass to court if he feels like his child getting neglected and get full custody

Fushiguro (That breeding kink was amazing until we Breed and made a child) Toji

If y'all on Good Terms

Man's in shock

Can't believe he didn't get a vasectomy

Doesn't know what to do but deep in his heart he realizes has to do something and he can't be a deadbeat forever

Pops at your home one day out the blue tense as fuck and mumbling a “apology”

Comes to one appointment and is quiet the whole time, Sneakily gets a copy of the sonogram to keep in his wallet

He's living at your residence when he's not in the streets

Sleeps with his hand on your belly and smiles in his sleep with the baby moves or kicks

Swears that whatever this child may be the Zenin clan will never touch them

Doesn't take jobs around your due date

PAYS FOR YALL SHIT BUT FRUGAL ASF

KING OF COUPONING

Text him SOS baby coming and he'll rush his ass to the hospital

Holds your hand and says some supportive shit while he's disassociating

Kid come and he's staring at the lil face of y’all child without a expression

Signs the birth certificate

Quiet while y'all travel home

1,000 yard stare

Literally takes this man some time to adjust, one day you leave to get some fresh air and diapers and ya leave this man behind to watch B/N, He's shirtless on the couch watching ESPN just chilling and B/N starts wailing so he gets his fine ass up and go check on the kid since his worm ain't putting in the effot to do it. Goes in collects the kid and start heating up a bottle while rocking B/N, After feeding y'all baby he burps B/N and casually holds B/N while watching his show but for some odd reason He glances at B/N long enough to notice that the tiny human is staring at him, Toji Rolls his eye while gently saying Ay kid what ya looking at like that??? before he knows it the kid smiles at him! For a minute Toji felt like everything was alright in the world and he felt warm for the first time in a long time. Rumor has it his heart grew ten times that day but that may be a rumor But Toji did became happier around y'all kid and the interactions was beautiful between a Father and his child.

Is protective as hell

This child Makes Toji realize how much he fucked up with Megumi

Will seek out Megumi and watch him from afar wishing that he could be a better father to him

It's like you're Married to him but y'all just cohabitants that sleep together and have a baby.

If y'all on Bad Terms

This man Ghosting the moment you say pregnant

Why didn't I get a vasectomy 2 the electric boogaloo

No appointment visits

Nothing

You might find some money in your mailbox

Last thing you want to do is piss this man off cause he's a flight risk

Comes back in your lives when the kid’s a month old

Talking about "I was on a long business trip" but in reality he wanted to see if the child was his or not

Tries to work it out with you but he's not a Bowflex

Crystal clear vision that this man is just in your life for Wormy and him to have a place to sleep when he's not killing in the streets

Interaction with y'all child is a minimum

Good luck trying to toss his ass out

Also good luck With bringing another man home cause have y'all ever heard the story of Darth CockBlockius The Dilf? Imagine coming home with someone you're romantically involved with at 12 Am and Toji is sitting on your couch butt ass naked cleaning his weapons while staring right at your new lover.

Reminder he's for everybody and he will be a hoe the moment he's from under your roof

Gives a few bucks here and there

Your life is gonna be miserable babe.

Ryomen (shit you should’ve been more careful) Sukuna

If y'all was on Decent Terms

He's in Yuuji Body chilling and here you come up talking about you're having his child

Mans nearly lost his cool

He's gonna be a asshole about it because denial is the sweetest meal

Unsupportive as fuck Till the day darling Yuuji starts going to your appointments with you and Sukuna gets all territorial and pissed Talking about "The hell you're doing brat? Don't you know your place? This unborn brat is mine."

Yuuji literally is there for your whole pregnancy as platonic support cause he feels absolutely AWFUL that Sukuna got you pregnant and is now being a asshole about it

Yuuji even sends You stuff your child

You have your kid and Yuuji brings flowers for you and a teddy bear for the baby

Sukuna is missing in action for a month after the birth of your child until curiosity got the better of him, Yuuji was over your place helping out with the baby when outta of nowhere You and your child is getting pulled into Sukuna domain, Nigga on his throne just staring at you like you stole something talking about " You keep that brat around you like he father your child" before you could give him a smart ass reply he's walking towards you and touching your child's head with gentleness. His features are softened as realize that this lil brat has enough curse energy that could make Mahito piss himself and run, The small Brat is not just a brat but is his brat🥺

He asks for you to visit him more often with the child

He's medium rare present in B/N life BUT he's trying

Gets pissy with Yuuji even more if he hasn't seen his child in days

Yuuji like a Uncle or guardian to your kid

If y'all on Bad Terms

He didn’t even know you was pregnant

Only found out when he saw you with a brat in the park

Demanded (begged) Yuuji to talk you up as he a assesses the situation

Yuuji didn’t even need to talk to you before he knew it Sukuna was telling him to leave you be

Sukuna was livid. This brat is his child he could feel the curse energy off the child and tell they was his. He was pissed that you deprived him from even knowing your child or the experience of fatherhood. How dare you treat him like he was worthy?

He kept his distance

Watching over his child and protecting them

Leaving money where they could find it

Finally addresses them when they was 14 years old and alone. Look kid Sukuna simply stated i don’t know what your mother told you about me and I don’t care, I didn’t even know you existed until you was two years old and I saw you at a park, I could’ve rammed my way into your life and been a father to you but I decided it would be best to let you have a somewhat normal childhood seeing that I’m the king of curse it would be impossible for you to have a normal one, so I decided to watch you and protect you since the the first day I saw you, hell I might not be a conventional one but I am your Father.

Your child stared at their father not in disbelief but in realization

From that moment Sukuna was in his child life

He trained them on how to use their abilities

He cared for them as much as the king of curse could

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Please don’t steal my shit.

[yourmidnightlover]

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Summary - spencer wants to figure out what's wrong with you, only to be reminded what day it is and he remembers why you've been so distant.

TW: talk abt: rape, recovery, therapy, case stuff; mention of: drug addiction, rape, miscarriage, being shot, death lol

WC - 4,283

!DISCLAIMER! - i am in no way trying to romanticize recovery from a traumatic event or being upset/depressed/anxious. this is kinda my way of getting through my own issues, so please don't think that's what i'm trying to do in any way. i also don’t know how i feel abt this ending since i wrote it so long ago but oh well!

i just realized there are a few spoilers so i'll put *asterisks* around them. those parts are just explaining how the reader's always there for the team.

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you had always been the rock in spencer's life.

mentally, at least.

when he had nobody there for him when he was going through his addiction with dilaudid, there you were. you helped him through it when everybody else on the team acted as if they never noticed.

you were the one that encouraged him to get help, and pushed him to follow through. you made sure he ate and talked to someone when he had his urges again, even if it wasn't you.

you let him come over and cry about what had happened, and how unfair his life was. you consoled him and would tell him how nothing was his fault. how he didn't deserve anything bad in his life.

*and when emily 'died', he went to your house every day. you held him as he felt himself falling apart from losing her. you didn't even worry about yourself needing to be consoled, because spencer needed you to be there for him.

*when she came back you were the one to convince him to forgive her. you talked sense into him. you reminded him how much he pleaded to have her back, and then he did. so he managed to forgive her... because of you and your logic.

*and you weren't just there for spencer. while, yes, you made a special effort to be there for him, you were there for everyone on the team.

*when derek was arrested back in chicago and the team found out about his past, you were the one he leaned on for comfort. you and penelope. you let him cry on your shoulder and yell at you about how twisted a man would have to be to do something so cruel to a child.

*when jj was kidnapped and beaten to a miscarriage, you were the first she told. you didn't say anything. you knew there was nothing you could say that would relinquish the pain of losing a child. so you let her cry. you let her hug you for what felt like hours. you let her grief her unborn baby for as long as she needed.

*when penelope was shot, nobody cared to check up on her after the fact except you. you went to her apartment for weeks just to make sure she was okay. eventually, she was able to let loose all of her frustrations on you, and you took it like a champ. she ranted about how she just wanted to be loved by someone attractive and how unfair and cruel the world is, in spite of how much good she tries to bring into it.

*when hotch lost hailey, you took care of his files. you offered to watch henry and let hotch cry to you about losing her a few times once you broke past his tough exterior. you even cried with him and jack. you made them dinner whenever you could, and helped him look for good nannies to help care for jack.

*when rossi lost carolyn, you went to her grave with him on many occasions. you brought him his favorite scotch, which was very pricey, and his favorite cigars, also very pricey, and tried your best to recreate 'the rossi special' upon his directions. it helped him feel in control of something when he needed it.

*and when emily came back from the dead, you helped walk her through her own grief. she lost herself, and buried her emotions. you helped her dig up her old self, and grow into an even better woman. you even took care of her cat when penelope couldn't manage. you helped emily grieve her own death when she wanted to deny it ever happened, and she was forever grateful for you.*

you had become like the team's built-in therapist when something bad happened, and you loved it that way. you loved being the one the team went to when they needed it. it made you feel as though you had a purpose, which was something you desperately needed.

but when you went through your own trauma almost a year ago, you refused help from anyone. you knew you should've asked someone for help, or at least someone to cry or talk to when you needed to.

the team had been working on a case for longer than expected, 8 days now, and everyone was really frustrated. you had released the profile 7 days ago, and there was still no new information. it was as if the unsub had gone dormant, and you all couldn't bear that thought.

when the team released earlier than normal from the precinct and you all went to the hotel you had been staying at, you decided to get a drink from the bar quickly. you went alone, wanting to review a few of the case files during the process and not needing a distraction.

you ordered a jack and coke, and opened the case files to begin rereading them, seeing if you had missed anything.

victims were kept for 24 hours, filmed, raped, restrained, cut in pieces, and thrown in the trash like garbage. it was absolutely disgusting, and the worst you had seen in a while. the victims were low-risk and most of them had a place of authority.

the unsub had been profiled to be someone who was bossed around by a woman, narcissistic and egotistical, wanted to feel more power and authority.

the problem is, that profile was most people living in the area. even penelope couldn't dwindle down the suspects.

and alas, you had missed nothing. nothing new appeared or caught your eye. you gulped down the rest of your drink and paid for it before packing up your things to head upstairs. you tossed the file back into your bag and began the trek to the elevator.

you were interrupted by something hitting the top of your head, rendering you unconscious.

the team had woken up, and after waiting around for half an hour, spencer realized something was wrong. he had morgan bust into your room, only to find the bed unslept in. you were missing. and the worst part... you fit the unsubs type.

spencer felt his heart drop at the realization he had taken you. and it seemed as though there was no trail as to where you had gone. penelope checked the cameras, only to find that they were hacked right after you left the bar, and then they resumed after you were taken.

at least they had a time frame.

later that day, after everyone hasting to figure something, anything out, spencer had gotten an email. he opened it and expected it to be relentless spam, only to realize it was a live feed video. a video of you. he instantly called penelope in hopes that she could trace it.

she said she could, but it would take some time because the amount of routers it had been going through.

while they were waiting, you noticed you were alone. you knew who the unsub was too, thanks to his baffling stupidity and narcissism that lead him to believe he wouldn't get caught.

"officer johnson! it's officer johnson!" you looked around the camera for a second, noticing something moving. "he-he here," you cried out. "i love you," you said to the camera to nobody in particular, but someone in mind.

you were terrified. spencer could see it in your eyes. he could see the tears you tried not to shed. you didn't want to please him, but you couldn't help but feel the absolute horror and fear coursing through your body at a relentless pace.

"hi there, missus fbi," he teased, finally walking into the frame with a ski mask over his face, clearly not aware that we knew his identity.

spencer told garcia who he was, and she began her digging. officer johnson's great grandparents had owned a farm that was since then refurbished. it was an hour away.

officer johnson had known that you two had chemistry. that's why he sent the email to spencer. he saw the longing glares, the 'innocent' touches, the smiles you would give each other, the longing looks you shared. he wanted to torment him.

so when he began undressing you and you turned your face away from the camera in hopes of sparing some of your own dignity, spencer felt his heart breaking for you. it broke even more when he heard the yelps, and screams, and please, and "no!'s" you elicited during the act.

they caught him before he cut you, but not before he finished the first part of his plan. your skirt was ripped, and your shirt was practically in two pieces. spencer had given you his jacket to cover yourself as much as you could.

you stayed silent the ride back. you didn't even let spencer hold you like you normally would after a tough case. you were ashamed. embarrassed. you felt worthless. you felt pathetic. you felt stupid. you felt helpless. you felt like you were drowning. you felt like you were without a life raft.

you knew you could talk to the team about it, but you felt so disgusted by the thought of what happened to you that you only talked about it in your therapy sessions.

hotch had given you two months off. he wanted you to grieve, and go to therapy, and try to cope with everything that had happened.

and you did try to do that. you tried your hardest to get over it and move past it, but nothing helped. not the journaling. not the talking. not the crying. nothing was working.

spencer gave you a little space at first, but he then decided to try to help you as you had helped him. he went over to your house almost every day, and sat outside your door after you wouldn't let him in.

you knew he was there... you sat on the other side.

"i-i know that you probably don't want to see anyone right now. and i'm uh, i'm sure you feel alone right now, or like you can't talk to anyone," spencer sniffled. "but pl-please just uhm, just know that i'm here when you want to talk about it. i'm here to listen to you when you need me to. i-i don't want you to be alone during this time, y/n. please, just let me in," he begged.

that was normally what he would say almost every night he went to your house. he would sit outside for hours after he would ask you to let him in without fail. until one day you let him in.

spencer felt so much relief when you opened the door, only for it to be smashed when he noticed your eyes looked red and puffy, your cheeks were stained with the tears you had been crying for so long. your cheeks were sunken in, and there were dark circles underneath your eyes that were once full of life and happiness. your eyes no longer had that gorgeous sparkle in them.

spencer vowed he would get them back.

as much as spencer wanted to wrap his arms around you in that moment, to comfort you and tell you that he was there, he wanted you to make the first move. he wanted to tell you how strong you were and how proud of you he was for getting through that. he wanted to tell you how much he loved you.

he wanted you to make the first touch, because he didn't want to further upset you. he didn't want to trigger a repressed memory, or bring back the feelings of what had happened.

but spencer's touch was nothing like the officer's. spencer's touch was soft and gentle. spencer's touch was feather-light and endearing. spencer's touch was love and home. the officer's was brittle, and rough, and repulsive.

"hug me?" you sniffled as your eyes welled with tears again as they had been for the past three weeks.

"of course," spencer slowly wrapped his arms around your shoulders as yours found his torso.

he walked inside with you still in his arms and slowly shut the door. without breaking from the hug, you both walked to the couch and sat down.

you didn't say anything. you just needed spencer to keep hugging you, so he did. he did whatever you wanted, needed, from him. eventually, you fell asleep in his embrace on the couch.

when spencer looked down at you, now sleeping against his chest, he couldn't bring his heart to remove himself from you. so like any whipped man would do, he carefully picked you up bridal styled and carried you to your room. he took his shoes off as well as his sweater vest before cuddling back up next to you.

as if it was a reflex, you cuddled up into his chest when he neared you again and got underneath the covers. spencer slept the best he did in months with you. and you slept without officer johnson in your dreams for the first time since that day.

ever since then, spencer had been making sure you were eating and drinking. he took you to your therapy sessions and stayed over most nights you had asked and he was able to.

they had a few cases during the two months, so every moment he could, spencer was with you. he coaxed you back to your normal-ish self. he watched as that glimmer in your eye began to slowly grow brighter everyday. he watched as your smile came back, and your tears didn't come so frequently.

the first time he had heard you laugh again, spencer had thought he was dreaming. he wished he had recorded that moment. he was more grateful than he's ever been in his life that he had an eidetic memory, because that sound would forever be engraved in his brain.

when you returned to work, you clung to spencer. he had become your tether to reality, and hope. he had become your rock during the recovery.

over the months, everyone slowly began to forget what had even happened. things went on as usual, and the team forgot the traumatic experience you had gone through. even spencer might've let the experience get lost in his brain.

so when it became 11 months and 3 weeks since the abduction, you began to distance yourself once again.

you politely declined going out with the team a couple days before the anniversary, something you never did. you insisted that you were just especially worn out from the case you had just been on.

spencer had to finish files given to him by derek anyway, so he didn't get to witness the encounter.

once the day of the anniversary came upon you, you found yourself feeling sick to your stomach. you couldn't help the tears that would fall from your face every so often. you knew why you felt this way, but you wanted to push past it.

you had gone into the office wearing a pantsuit and blazer, wanting to avoid the normal office skirt you happened to be wearing the day it happened. you stayed at your desk and quietly did your case files. you didn't even greet spencer as you would every day. you gave him a kind smile, but you would normally give him a hug, or at the very least an eager wave upon his arrival.

spencer just assumed it was one of those days where you just woke up on the wrong side of the bed. it wasn't spencer's fault he thought this. he didn't even look at his calendar to check what day it was. he just knew they had paperwork.

but he did have this day marked in his calendar. he had it marked so he would remember to be extra kind to you, and do your files for you, and come to your place with your favorite wine and takeout. he wanted to help you through the one year anniversary, but he forgot to check his stupid calendar.

you thought he didn't care. you thought the man who you loved, and the man who helped you through everything that had happened had had enough of your complaining and grievances. so, you didn't tell him about it. you didn't bother him with the terrible thoughts clouding your mind because you thought it'd burden him.

so when you finished all of your case files early, you asked hotch if you could leave early, at 2:00, because you had things to tend to. he allowed you to do so, but this rose a flag for spencer.

he saw you exit without saying goodbye to him, something you hadn't done the entirety of knowing him. you had always told everyone to have a nice night and to be safe before leaving, but not today.

finally, he looked at his phone for the first time all day, only to feel like the worst person in the world to realize what day it was. spencer felt absolutely horrible at this revelation and ran into hotch's office as quick as he could after packing his things.

"hotch!" he exclaimed upon opening his office door.

"go. she was practically in tears," hotch informed him. "and reid," spencer stopped in his tracks to turn and look at the stern man, "please make sure she's okay." spencer gave him a soft grin and a nod before turning around and bolting out of the office.

you had gotten home and immediately burst into tears. you shut the door with your back, and slid down it. you had never understood why people had done that in movies until now. you just couldn't wait to break any longer, so you settled for your front door.

you held back no wail, or scream as you cried in front of your door, your knees pulled up to your chest as you held them tightly.

you wondered why you had to go through that. you wanted to know what kind of karma there was for someone who had always tried to do the right thing to be hurt... and for nobody to even care. nobody wanted to console you, or to make sure you were alright.

you had checked up on everyone on every anniversary of their struggles. whether it be a death, abduction, anything, you had been there for every single anniversary or reminder. and nobody was there for you.

nobody was there for you to hug, or to lean on, or to cry to, or to scream at, or to rant to. nobody was there. nobody loved you enough to care about that.

but then you had to remind yourself that they all had lives.

but the person who is your life didn't even care.

spencer didn't care.

and that's why you truly lost it.

he acted like it was just another day. he acted like it wasn't the anniversary of the day you thought you were going to die. the day you wanted to die. the day you felt your most low, and humiliated. the day you lost all hope. and he didn't remember.

if the man with an eidetic memory didn't remember, it must be extremely insignificant. so therefore, you must be extremely insignificant.

spencer raced to your house. he wanted to be there for you today, and he failed. he felt like a failure as a friend. he hated himself for not being there for you when he knew you would need him. he knew how you clung to him in your time of need. you thought he was worthy enough to hold onto when you needed someone, and spencer felt elated at that.

but now he wasn't there for you. and you needed him.

he had quickly stopped by the store and your favorite takeout place to get the things you'd want. he got your wine, chocolate, food, flowers, and a teddy bear that had a sweater vest on him - you've always loved his sweater vests.

when he got to the steps of your house, he felt his heart drop. as he walked closer he heard the wails of your crying right by the door. he could sense the heartache from the edge of your porch, and felt himself feel even worse, which he didn't think was possible.

he instantly ran to the door and knocked profusely. you sniffled one last time, feeling embarrassed that someone had heard you crying your heart out. you had figured one of your neighbors heard you and wanted to tell you to keep it down, so you wiped your tears and the stray mascara from underneath your eyes and opened the door, keeping your eyes lowered in embarrassment.

"y/n," spencer announced sadly, a tear falling down his face. you looked up in confusion from hearing his voice. you noticed his tear and reached up to wipe it away on instinct.

"why're you crying? are you okay?" you asked, forgetting all of your own problems at the sight of spencer crying. spencer let out a small chuckle at your concern.

"i'm alright, aside from the fact that i'm a terrible friend," he admitted as his smile quickly faded upon seeing your stained cheeks. "i brought your favorites," he offered, holding the bag of goodies in one hand and the takeout in another.

"y-you... why?" you asked, wanting to make sure you weren't misreading the situation for him trying to comfort you.

"why?" he asked in disbelief. "because it's the anniversary. i can't tell you how sorry i am, y/n. i swear i marked it on my calendar and planned for us to take off so i could take care of you. i-i just woke up late and never bothered to even check my phone. i kn-know it's no excuse... but i am so, so, so sorry," he rambled out, already tearing up.

you grabbed his arm gently and pulled him inside before you started crying in front of your neighbors. you took the bags from his hands and placed them on your coffee table.

"i thought you just didn't care," you shrugged as you took a seat on the couch, prompting him to sit beside you.

"y/n..." he sighed as he realized how terrible he screwed up. "i will always care about this. i will always care about you. don't ever think differently. i'm just incredibly... dumb sometimes. i can't believe i made you think that," he trailed on. "i will never not care about you, y/n. i swear it. i will always, always care about you. i will always love you," he froze as he realized what he just revealed. your eyes widened, and squinted, and roamed his face, trying to figure out if he meant the words he had just sped out. "i truly do, y/n. i i’m in love with you and i'm so sorry i made it seem otherwise."

it took you a second to absorb everything that he had said.

"you too," you solemnly admitted. "i’m in love with you too. and i could forgive you... for almost forgetting," you gave him a small smile.

"i'm glad you could forgive me. i don't know what i'd do if you didn't," he relished. "you actually love me?" you nodded with a small smile.

"i have for a while," you turned your head to the bags on the table.

"oh! right!" he said, reaching for the gifts. "i got your favorite takeout, your favorite wine, your favorite chocolates, flowers, and..." he trailed on as he revealed each item. "i saw this teddy, and i couldn't resist," he smiled.

you took the bear, taking in its appearance. it had a light blue, navy, and white diamond pattern sweater vest and brown shoes on. it looked like spencer, just teddy bear form. you smiled widely at the sentiment.

"it's you," you grinned as you took it in your arms, hugging it tightly as you saw spencer nodded with a smile mirroring that of your own. "i love it," you chuckled.

"i would understand, the fur is really soft," he relished in the thought.

"i don't think he'd be as good of a cuddler as the real thing, though," you grimaced. "but he'll do for when i don't have you here i guess," you shrugged with a smile.

"i plan on being here as long as you'll let me," he said softly.

"always," you grinned, setting down the teddy bear and trading him for the real spencer reid.

"always," he repeated, taking you in his arms and squeezing you tightly as if you'd float away at any moment. "now let's dig into this food while you talk about your feelings, if you want that is," he said after releasing you from the hug.

"i think i want to," you nodded. "and spence?" he turned from getting the food out of the bag to look at you for a second. "thank you for being my rock through all of this."

"i'll always be your rock, y/n."

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The blog “opisaterf” is violently pro abortion btw. Just be careful, Idk if she’ll attack you for reblogging from her :(

She supports late term abortions for females and for babies with even mild disabilities, it’s so sad to see radfems fall for this type of oppression and think it’s liberating them

Honestly I couldn't even tell whether I ever reblogged from her lol

When I directly reblog radfem post that's bc I agree with the post's content - not necessarily the blogger as a whole. I NEVER reblog to argue radfem because they're (for the most part) INSANE and will lash out at you like a flock of harpies and I reaaally don't want this energy in my life lol Last time one of my post made its rounds in radfem circles and some tried to act smartass with me I shut them down real quick and blocked them. I'm too old for that stuff... smh

I've started screenshotting awful stuff radfem says for "receipts" in before I get accused of making stuff up. I literally saw radfem say female rape wasn't a thing, glamorize abortion, call stay at home moms "slave", "handmaiden" or "sperm receiver" unprovoked, call a pro-life gay teen a "AIDS ridden" "faggot" (while whining that conservatives are the homophobic ones...🙄), support female (serial) killers, say that male BABIES were misogynists/rapist in becoming and thus should be wiped off at birth, call babies "satan"..... These women are utter sociopaths.

How ironic is to see them mock TRA for being genital fetishists/weirdos but radfem really are no better in the lane of psychopathic behaviors.... They can be utterly unhinged, aggressive, hypocrite and toxic and it's about time they stop acting like victims for being unanimously disliked - some of them actually they deserve it.

In the end of the day, my goal isn't to pick fights with radfem, but actually expose how awful they can be and WHY some people -who aren't necessarily misogynist or TRA- are turned off by them. I know some radfem/gendercrit women follow me and I'm appreciative they have enough open mindedness and self awareness to try to acknowledge this reality.

Radfem love oppression when it means oppressing anyone remotely disagreeing with them or supporting the eradication of the most vulnerable populations such as unborn babies (arguing over their humanity) or people with disabilities (they want to prevent from existing).