#tw: false positive pregnancy test

[ssamorganhotchner]

Sad hotch thought

Being so excited to tell Aaron you’re pregnant when he gets home from his next case. Like you made sure to buy several tests to make sure. And when he got home you jumped into his arms giving him a bunch of kisses. But as he went to change out of his clothes your joy soon changed to absolute devastation as you could feel your period (or miscarriage) happening.

If I was his gf or wife this would kill me 😭😭

cw: false positive pregnancy tests, periods, talk of a miscarriage, eventual pregnancy.

angst with lots and lots of fluff. <3

oh my sweets :(( no matter how long you've been trying to have a baby that would be super heart breaking.

false positives are much less likely than false negatives (like they occur less than 1% of the time), but they can happen. if it was a false positive, and those "pregnancy symptoms" were actually period symptoms (confirmed by your doctor), that would be heart breaking but at least you would know you didn't miscarry. you were probably stressed because of the case he had, or because of your job, really just life in general can get super hectic sometimes and cause period cycles to go out of whack, which really can suck.

god forbid those tests were actual positives and you do miscarry. the day you find out, he's recently home from a case, finding you in the bathroom with your hands around your stomach. after finding out what happened, he holds you close, runs his fingers through your hair while you sit in his lap and cry into his shirt, clutching onto him as though he could slip away from you at any second. he rubs your back, kisses your temple, and tells you it's okay, that he loves you and you'll just try again. it happens, it happens to so many women and it's not your fault. sometimes something is wrong with the embryo and your body flushes it out to protect you and the baby. it's heartbreaking, knowing that you could have had a family with the man whom you love so much... it's something you've longed for ever since you were little, and now it's being ripped away from you in the worst way possible, as though you were never meant to be a mother at all.

for months you try again, nearly giving up until one morning the smell of his coffee makes you nauseous; his aftershave smells weird to you and that delicious breakfast he makes for you every morning? horrible. he thinks you caught jacks stomach bug he had a few days ago, which could be true but then you think back to when jj was pregnant with henry and all of the clues seem to add up: the coffee, his aftershave, how much you couldn't even stand the smell of the eggs he made this morning. all of it.

kissing him goodbye, you immediately run to the story once he is out of sight and buy multiple tests just to make sure. you're scared from what happened before and don't want that kind of hurt again - feeling like a failure if you miscarry a second time. you couldn't survive it... can't survive another one. you want nothing more than to create a small little family with the man you love and to have that yanked away from you not once, but twice? it would shatter your entire being.

you are cautious, but overjoyed when you find out - all three of the tests in a row with little plus signs on them, with the one loner to the side that says pregnant. it finally happened and you couldn't wait to tell your husband that he was going to be a dad again - something he has always wanted with you.

the case is an undercover operation, which means he is gone much longer than you had originally anticipated - two weeks to be exact - and when he's finally home you can't wait. getting the announcement ready, you set it on the bed for when he's out of the shower. there's a onesie that says "hi daddy" with one of your positive tests in the middle of it. they both set neatly in a little gray box with a black bow on top, ready to give to him the moment he steps into the bedroom.

he's speechless when he opens it, not believing exactly what he's seeing, and it takes him a second to process. once he does though, to say he's overjoyed is an understatement. picking you up and twirling you in a circle as he kisses you with tears in his eyes. whispers of "i can't believe this" and "i love you so much" fall off of his lips like a chant. to have another baby? with YOU? oh he is so excited. you both have waited so long and it's finally happening. not that he didn't before, but he really he cant stop the smile that hits his eyes every time he looks at you now.

in fear of losing another pregnancy, you don't tell his team until your second trimester, all of them knowing how much you and aaron wanted to be parents again. but when you do finally tell them, just like family should be, they are over the moon. <3

[honeystwiggypeach]

A courthouse wedding

Dad!Eddie x Mom!Reader

Dad!Eddie masterlist!!

Tw: morning sickness, Eddie not graduating in 1985 so he gets a little saddened, readers pregnant, reader and Eddie are very very young parents, unplanned pregnancy, lots of vomiting and morning sickness pls skip if you find that icky this one isn’t that important(the main focus is not the wedding as the tittle would suggest), crying, taking pregnancy tests, making decisions without thinking them fully through, and pet names! This whole thing is fluff it’s not angst.

Eddie had been in your room that morning, the moment you ran into your bathroom holding your mouth Eddie knew something was up.

He peeked his head into the bathroom to see you clutching your arms around the toilet as you groaned, this was not the way to begin your graduation day.

And it also wasn’t the way to begin your graduation when Eddie told you the school counselor had called him in the week before to say he wouldn’t have enough credits to graduate this year effectively crushing your dreams of moving near your dream college with Eddie this year since he’d still be enrolled in high school since he truly wants to graduate.

Anyways, the day continues to go downhill when you practically beg Eddie to pull over on the side of the road because your nauseous…three seperate times on the ten minute ride to school. And than again when you cried telling him it’d be the last time the two of you ever ride to school together again, Eddie was not amused to say the least when you cried again because now your mascara had dropped down your face.

“Eddie it’s ruined” you cried rubbing your face in his shoulder.

He let out a soft sigh, “baby, you left your bag in my van last time.” He grabbed your makeup bag from his backseat and you clapped a bit the two of you skipped the first three hours of school, the first because you were doing your makeup the second and third simply because you felt nauseous.

I’m his head he mentally makes a note to ask you about that as it seemed quite concerning.

The rest of the day up until graduation is normal, as normal as it could be as you had to will yourself to hold down your breakfast every half hour.

Once the graduation ceremony finally rolled around you just swathed gripped Eddie’s arm both before and after you were called up to collect your diploma.

Once you had taken a few photos with your family you were booking it to the office having your parents sign you out from school since they had known you were sick, and Eddie, well he just decided if you were skipping he might as well to.

You went back to Eddie’s house and after him insisting for the millionth time that something had to be wrong for you to be this sick you finally got tired of it asking, “alright Eddie since you know what’s wrong why don’t you tell me what I should do?” Yoh glare at him over your shoulder from your place on the floor near the toilet.

“Angel, listen don’t get mad but I think you should take a pregnancy test…”

And that’s how Eddie ended up walking to the convince store at midnight to buy nauseous medicine and a few pregnancy tests, just in case you know false negatives and false positives.

Well fuck, Eddie was right. You think to yourself as you stare down at all the pregnancy tests that have two lines on them after you had taken them the next morning.

Eddie hadn’t known if he should be happy or upset based on your reaction so he tried to internalize any emotions he had. If you were upset he was upset, if you were happy he was too.

“Eddie I think we should get married.” You mumble quietly.

He stares at you with wide eyes, “really angel? You wanna marry me?”

“…I don’t see why not we’re gonna have a baby and I love you so why not?” He hugs you happily and you smile softly.

“I have to find my good jeans for this baby!” He shouts happily running towards his closet and you pick up the dress you wore yesterday knowing that this was your best dress might as well get another wear out of it.

And that afternoon the two of you pulled into the parking lot of the court house nervously, so nervous in fact that you two did not have a witness but if Eddie thought about it, maybe he would have brought Chrissy or Dustin as a witness.

Instead the witness ended up being some random worker who got roped in because they were at the receptionist’s desk.

In all honesty neither of you regret it per day just wish you wouldn’t have jumped into it head first, it would have been ok to plan stuff out a little.

But that’s not what you two did instead you two went back home and counted up all your savings. If you guys were gonna have a baby and be married you didn’t think Wayne would appreciate the three of you keeping him up so late(he would t mind it!)

And after you gathered your savings and did all the math approximating that when you were around six to eight months pregnant that then the two of you could afford a small trailer.

The rest of that day was spent with Eddie holding one hand on your belly trying to convince you that the little fetus was kicking him.

“Eddie, she isn’t big enough to kick you yet.”

And when Eddie places his hand on your belly at eight months pregnant in your own trailer while you’re on maternity leave all he can think about is how fast your pregnancy has gone by, how he wouldn’t change a thing, not even his little court house marriage.

Tags: @miracleboysel

[thegreencanary]

We’re ride or die baby, so let’s ride until we die

Based on this request!

Billy Hargrove x Y/N (Fem!)

A/N: This is my work and I don’t give anyone the permission to post it anywhere claiming to be someone else’s. I worked hard on this, if you enjoy it please interact. Requests are open.

Summary: You find out your pregnant and you’re terrified to tell your boyfriend Billy, but his response is different than you imagined.

TW: Teen pregnancy, vomit, Cursing, Mentions of abuse, bullying, bad parents…I think that’s it

It’s a somewhat a fluffy one! Some angst but not a lot. Reblog, like and comment if you like it! Feedback is always appreciated if you don’t! (Be kind please)

*Oh God, oh god, oh god, he’s gonna kill me*

You looked down at the three positive pregnancy tests. There is no way all three could be false positives…you were pregnant. Billy was going to kill you, definitely break up with you. The two of you had only been dating for a few months. You were the longest girlfriend he had but it wasn’t saying much, most of his girls were only for a night. He probably hasn’t dumped you because of Starcourt. You saved his life by taking some of the Mind Flayers fatal strikes. You both were in the hospital for months, having to finish out your school over the summer. This was surely going to be the end of your relationship, he never wanted kids; hell you never wanted kids. Yet here you were, having morning sickness and looking at proof of the baby.

19 and pregnant. Your mother was going to kick you out for sure, it felt like your life was ending. You heard a knock on the door, Billy was coming to pick you up. Oh god how were you going to tell him. Quickly brushing your teeth to get the morning sickness breath away you ran towards the door before your clueless mother could. Billy noticed something was off because you immediately pushed right past him and went to sit in his car. He rolled his eyes, trying to think what he already did to piss you off. You’d been on edge lately and he didn’t know what he was doing wrong. He had some really good news today too.

Sitting in the car he sighed and brought her to life. You flinched at the noise, you’ve never flinched at the noise. Driving down the road a bit he turned onto a dirt path. You didn’t know where he was going, you started to freak out. Did he know? Was he taking you somewhere to scream at you and dump you? What was going on?

Billy pulled into lovers lake, a much more secluded spot than they’d had before. You almost hurled from the sudden stopping of the car. He killed the engine and turns to look at you.

“What the fuck did I do?”

You winced as he raised his voice. Everything seemed so heightened.

“Nothing…what do you mean?”

Billy rolled his eyes and smacked his hand on the center console. This time you jumped for real, and he felt a bit bad for scaring you. You just seemed so out of focus.

“Come on Y/N. You’ve been so fucking distant, you barely want me to pick you up anymore, you’ve canceled our last two dates, you don’t go to parties anymore…what the fuck did I do?”

You could tell he was hurt. He masked most of his pain with anger; something he learned from his shit father. You learned how to deal with it and he appreciated you for it. No one else would stick around, no one else was like you. No one else loved him the he needed to be loved; the way you loved him. You gently rested your hand on top of his, you were shaking.

“Billy…something…I don’t know how to say this…but you’ve done nothing wrong. I think it was after the mall incident…maybe the meds were the issue.”

Billy was confused as hell. So many emotions ran though him. First, he thought you were going to say you’ve been cheating on him; but then you mentioned the mall. Second he thought the whole alternate dimension shit was too much for you; which he completely understood, but then you mentioned medication?

“Baby…what in the blue fuck are you talking about. Are you cheating on me?”

Again with the pain, this time it wasn’t even masked. He just straight up bled his hurting heart out onto you. Immediately you jumped back.

“Billy! No! Oh my god no! I could never. I would never!”

Seeing him visibly relax did nothing for your nerves.

“Billy…baby I’m pregnant.”

The air went cold. Billy was rigid, if you thought he was tense before, you were wrong. Tears welled up as you took your hand away from him. He needed to process, but you couldn’t watch it happen. Billy silently got out of the car and just walked away. You began to panic, he’d be back right? Of course he would, you’re in his car! Even if he hated you; Billy Hargrove loved his car. He would never just leave it by a lake.

An hour or so passed and you became nauseous. He still wasn’t back, you were supposed to go to the movies today; but that wasn’t happening. Getting out of his car you found yourself crying, and rushing to the lake to throw up. Falling to your knees at the edge of the lake you began to sob. Everything was going to fall apart, you’d be homeless when your family found out: and your boyfriend would have nothing to do with you.

Billy came back to find you out of the car, and fear clutched him. Had you tried to walk home? Was that bad for you or the baby? Oh god what had he done? But he heard a soft sniffle from down the hill and followed it to see your body curled up by the like. Quietly Billy walked over to you and gently lifted you so you were leaning against him. He kissed your forehead.

“Are you okay?”

You both asked at the same time. He chuckled and kissed your forehead again.

“Yea…I just needed to clear my head.”

You nodded.

“I threw up, but I’m ok.”

Billy sighed softly and pet your hair.

“What do you want to do?”

You shrugged. You knew you had options but it was all too much to handle. Billy gently picked you up and carried you back to the car. He placed your on the hood and stood in between your legs.

“We’ve been through a lot worse than this baby. We’re gonna do this together okay? Whatever you decide I’m going to be there. I’ll fight off every god damn person who has an issue with whatever you decide. I love you god damn it. I just got you back from that fucking demon, I’m not losing you again.”

His forehead was against yours, soft tears were coming out of his crystal blue eyes. Your face matching his, the words bringing tears to your eyes. You opted to kiss his cheek because of the vomit and he grunted.

“Let’s get you back home so you can brush your teeth and give me a real kiss.”

You chuckled, exhausted.

“I love you too Billy.”

He kissed your cheeks, where you cried.

“I love you too Y/N”

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That’s it! I’m not the greatest with pregnancy stuff so I did my best. I hope y’all like it! It’s definitely a shorter one. I did write this at like 5am so if there are errors I’m sorry!

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Part 2 of Male Yandere Fiancé (Lucian) X Female Sadistic Reader

I’d love to see the wedding/post wedding life of them. Especially with their recent new relationship dynamic. This story now can go every which way from where it was left off (and that thrills me, so have fun with it and go crazy, cause we love the unhinged devoted men!)

(Take your time, no rush, since college obviously takes priority along with so many other things in life. Good luck with mid-terms!)

A/N: This story is sort of sappy and angsty. But it does end well though.

TW: Periods, bloody tampons, pregnancy mention

You have been married to Lucian for five months. Your relationship with him gets better, and soon enough, both of you manage to treat each other like normal people. No manipulation or gaslighting. Just communication and Lucian pampering you.

"Lucian?" You ask, waking up from your slumber.

"Yes, my love," Lucian replies, closing his book and turning to you.

"I need tampons."

"What?"

"Tampons. I need tampons!"

"I thought your period wasn't until next week."

"It came early!"

"I told you to make yourself an appointment for the gynecologist-"

"Not the time, Luci!"

You get up and run to the bathroom. Your bedsheets are probably ruined, and Lucian will have to wash them again. You let out a wail, and sit on the toilet.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Lucian asks, opening the bathroom door.

"Why can't my body do anything right?" You wail, making Lucian hug you.

Recently, you thought you were pregnant. But when you went to the gynecologist, there was no fetus to be found. A recent urinary tract infection gave you a false positive on the pregnancy test. It was so humiliating, and all you could do was cry on the way home.

Then, your sex life with Lucian was put on hold after you couldn't fit his cock anymore. It was too painful for you.

"Oh, honey, it's not your fault. Your body is perfectly fine. Even our bodies have their off days," Lucian comforts, rubbing your back. "And I don't care if there's blood on the sheets, I just care if you're ok."

You continue to cry on Lucian's shoulder until he hands you a pad.

"Lucian, you know I can't wear pads. They never hold my flow," You say, looking at your husband.

"I know, which is why this is a temporary measure. We're going to the supermarket to get you some tampons and anything else you want," Lucian says, kissing your cheek.

You put the pad on and pull up your sweatpants. Lucian hands your favorite sweatshirt, and you slip on some sneakers. Your husband holds your hand as you walk out the door and get into his car.

~~~~~~

"Which brand do you want?" Lucian asks, stopping the shopping cart.

"Tampax. And can you please get a tampon brand with a plastic applicator?" You answer, holding onto a cute stuffed lamb that you noticed.

"As you wish, my love," Lucian replies, grabbing multiple boxes and brands.

Lucian grabs chocolates, heating pads, pain pills, and massage oil for you. He also spots some perm rods and puts them in the cart as well.

"Lucian..."

"Hm?"

"I don't think it can hold anymore."

His eyes widen, and he races to the self-checkout. Once everything is paid for, you both race to the car and buckle up. Lucian zooms home, and you go into the bathroom. You grab a tampon and try to put it in. Your husband hears your groans and muffles of pain and knocks on the door.

"Honey, are you ok? Do you need help?" Lucian asks, waiting on the other side.

You unlock the door and cry.

"Why won't it go in?" You wail, holding a bloody tampon.

"Sweetie, let me try," Lucian says, grabbing the applicator and trying to put it in.

"Ngh! It hurts!" You yelp, your hands gripping your sweatshirt.

"Ok, clearly this isn't going to work."

"Why won't my vagina work the way it used to anymore?"

"Lovely, it's ok. Your body is perfect. I'll love you even if you were only a torso."

"You're the best, Lucian."

You kiss Lucian not caring about the blood coming from you. He wraps your legs around his waist, and you spend the rest of the night in a towel with Lucian. When you schedule your next appointment with the gynecologist, you hear something you never thought you would hear.

~~~~~~~~~~

"Mrs. Sinclaire, I think you should look at this," Dr. Sanquez says, handing you three ultrasound photos.

"I'm pregnant?" You ask, looking at your doctor with wide eyes. "I thought I had a false positive?"

"You did. Your fetuses look to be 4 weeks old. So you got pregnant a week after the false pregnancy test."

That's right, five days before you scheduled your gynecologist appointment, you and Lucian tried having sex again. It was short, but Lucian did cum in you. Now four weeks later, you see the result of your night with him. After your appointment, you show Lucian the photos.

"You're pregnant? For real this time?" Lucian asks, holding you in his arms.

"For real!" You squeal, kissing Lucian.

You makeout intensely with your husband, and his hands rub your stomach.

"I can't wait to meet our babies," Lucian coos, kissing your cheek, ear, and neck.

"Me too."

[goldenboygate]

ok so a bit of a story time

As many of you know I’ve been trying to get pregnant for some time now. I’ve been on this journey for a couple of years, from the first time I decided to do it alone to physical and mental checks to interviews with a social worker.

There’s only one clinic that does this in Iceland, and it’s aprox. 5 hours by car away from me. So the stress of realising your ovulating, getting an appointment at the clinic, getting a day off from your work, driving 5 hours and getting there before closing time is a lot.

I was told that with the age that I am and with how many eggs I’ve got that 4-5 tries were probably optimal, but starting with three was preferable. So I did that. I bought three straws of sperm for a whoooole lot of money. Then each try cost about 100k ISK + the cost of driving back and forth.

The first negative was horrendous. A slap in the face. I had my hopes all the way up only for them to come crashing down and that was on me. IUI’s only work 17% of the time and that’s not a lot. 17% is shockingly low.

The second time I went I had tapered my expectations but I still broke down crying at work when my period came. You’re always supposed to take a pregnancy test on the day the clinic told you (no matter if you get your period or not), but bleeding is a bad sign no matter what.

The last time i went was June 14th. There were no expectations. I had surrendered to the fact that it wasn’t gonna happen, at least not this time. Before I got inseminated I talked to the doctor about my options. She said that I could keep going, but the chances were low or that I could go with IVF.

I don’t think people, who haven’t had to go through this, understand how expensive it is. IVF is over 5x more expensive than a single IUI. And people don’t get how demoralising and heartbreaking this process is. And before anyone asks about adoption, I’ve talked about that on here before and it’s not an option.

I was genuinely living my life like I wasn’t pregnant. I had no symptoms, everything was the same as the other two times and I’d even talked so down on the whole thing that my mom didn’t believe me when I told her about my pregnancy on Monday. Hell, I got a freaking tattoo. That’s how absolutely positive I was about not being pregnant (I took a pregnancy test on Tuesday that came out negative).

I know some people think I’m dramatic and that I am using “pity to get attention” and “hysteric” (a word so misogynistic that i am ashamed for the person who called me that), but I am literally only sharing this with people who follow me. I TW every discussion about this journey so that people don’t have to read it. It’s a choice, one that people make for themselves. Anyways, this is not the point of this post.

The thing is, I wasn't even gonna take a test. I was supposed to do it Sunday morning but forgot, and then that night, when I was gonna put the test on the toilet seat to remind me, I found out that I'd actually lost it. So I debated with myself if I should even buy a new one, but I woke up Monday morning and decided to do it, especially since I have to report back to the clinic with the result. Didn't pee until I came back home, and, well, don't think I've cried so much in years as when I saw the "Pregnant" on the test. I was speechless. I’ll put the video down here. I was also really happy, but now all I feel is anxiety.

I don’t feel pregnant. I don’t have nausea, or tender breasts. Sure, my sense of smell seems to be heightened but is that just a placebo effect? Like, I got a positive pregnancy test and so I’m just making it up in my head that I have symptoms?

In fact, I’ve taken 6 pregnancy tests. Two on Monday and four yesterday. It’s probably excessive but I don’t know. I’ve been Googling stuff and reading about why you could get false positives. If you have cancer it’s possible (I don’t have cancer, at least not that I know). Also possible if you have an ectopic or chemical pregnancy.

Maybe you don’t get 6 positive tests if that’s the case? I don’t know, I’ve never been pregnant before. And I usually think about the worst scenario possible.

I’m just trying to be chill but I don’t think I can until my first doctors visit, which is in 19 days.

I’m 5 weeks along (apparently you start counting from the first day of your last period, did not know that). It’s not much but it’s more than I thought I’d ever get. I’m so grateful to everyone who has been with me on this journey, and I know it’s not over. There are 35 weeks to go and I realise that there are so many things that could go wrong. But I’m not gonna think about that. At least I’m gonna try not to think about it.

Also to the person who decided to come for me for being happy about something that had a 17% CHANCE OF HAPPENING, who decided to shame me and my feelings during my journey: I don’t know what’s going on with you. You’re clearly deeply unhappy and you should probably deal with that, go see a professional be it a therapist or a psychiatrist. You have no right to judge me, especially as someone who is too cowardly to do it without resulting to anonymity. I hope you one day get what you want but meanwhile you should protect your own peace, and stop reading things that trigger you and that includes my tumblr. But if you do come back on my page spewing vitriol and hate and being the disgusting person you were yesterday, I will not be wishing you any health or happiness. You reap what you sow and if you keep with that attitude your days will not be filled with love.

Please enjoy my ugly face realising I just got a positive.

[zombiebcit]

norman reedus. 50. cis man. he / him. ― i see you meet WILLIAM "WILL" GRIMES, huh? they are around for… well, it will be 1 AND A HALF YEAR, now. time flies when you are busy and as part of THE MILITIA, they are. if you want to meet them, they live in B1A2A, i think. people say they are ADAPTABLE + PROTECTIVE, but don’t piss them off, okay? because they can be also UNTRUSTING + UNREPENTANT, so be safe.

BASIC INFO

⸻ FULL NAME: William Daniel Grimes

⸻ AGE: 50

⸻ GENDER: cis man

⸻ PRONOUNS: he / him

⸻ ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic

⸻ SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual

⸻ SCARS / TATTOOS: many scars & tattos along whole body ;

⸻ OCCUPATION: before: many things ; now: militia ;

⸻ FAMILY: tba grimes ( child, wc ) ;

⸻ PLAYLIST: apologize by grandson ; i come with knives by iamx ; f.w.t.b by yonaka ( grandson remix ) ; 20 precent cooler by ken ashcorp ; devil by shinedown ; play dirty by kevin mcallister + [sebell] ; kill our way to heaven by michl ; devil's backbone by the civil wars ; follow you by bring me the horizon ; no one but you by every avenue ; ;

⸻ INSPO: carol peletier ( the walking dead ) , michonne ( the walking dead ) , ada wong ( resident evil ) , chris redfield ( resident evil ) , tess servopoulos ( the last of us ) , morrigan ( dragon age ) , flemeth ( dragon age ) , zaeed massani ( mass effect 2 ) , urdnot wrex  ( mass effect ) ;

STORY tw: child neglect, drugs, alcohol, discussion of abortion, mention of starvation, allusions to prostitution ;

will's parents didn't cared where he is or what he is doing at all. thye might not have raise their hands, but they didn't loved him either ;

it wasn't a surprise when will got caught up in the wrong crowd and everything that follows one - wild parties with poping whatever was there to just shut his mind off ;

and then, it happened. barely out of the magical line of finally legal age, will's one-night stand, a nice girl from good family who just wanted to have a go at the bad boy came to him with a positive pregnancy test ;

the easy way, the ' right ' way for them would be to go and end it. damn, will even said that to her face and sadi he will pay for it & drive her there.

and he did, but siting there, waiting and see her flinching at every little sound... looking at her stomach and thinking ' there could my kid grow ' made him feel weird.

so will blur out quick ' wait, just wait ' and they had a long and heavy talk about this all ;

she didn't wanted to get rid of kid, but didn't want to be a mother too, having to care about child when she just "started" her life and will... will wanted it now ;

so for the next months, he did everything to get clean, to get better, to find job, any job, and save a little for his kid ;

and then he hold his child in his arms for the first time and that was it. he was a parent.

it wasn't easy, even with the money the girl shoved in his hands few days after brith, with a quick ' just tell them i died. ' ;

he did his best to be a good father, remember what his own father did and did the opposite - care about his kid, telling them he loves them often, showing interest in any littlie thing they showed him ;

he was jumping from job to job, going hungry more often than not just to make sure his kid wasn't, that they had anything they needed ;

working as bartender, he began getting offerts and at some point, he started to accept them. a quick bj there and there was enough to put the food at the table and while he wasn't proud of it, he wasn't ashamed either ;

and then will meet him ;

will know the name man give him was false, he was too clean, tooo charming to be honest ;

but the job offer was too good to pass on, the money could get them out of the shoebox apartament and put his kid in college if will would be smart about spending ;

so he took it and then it was 'take this packcage there', ' keep this person save for evening ' , ' make this person talk ' ;

will did thing, clean out whatever was on his hands - blood more often than not - and go back to being loving father ;

he never told his kid what he did, now or before, just made sure they are as happy as they could ;

he was so proud of them, watching them groing into young adult and starting their own adventure in life ;

and then, the fucking apocalypse happened. at the start, he tried to call, desperate to get in contact with his kid, then he traveled to them just to find them gone ;

rationally, he knows they might be dead, but refuse to acknowledge it ;

it was hard for will to get used to safety of the domus spei, still is. but anytime he is out there, he is still looking ;

WANTED CONNECTIONS

⸻ 01. ' 𝚂𝙾 𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄, 𝙺𝙸𝙳𝙳𝙾 '

child. ( main wc ) open. will had them very young, a result of one-night stand when he was 18-20yo, and he raised them alone. at the time when apocalypse happened, they were separated & will spend years looking for them without success. i would say they had pretty good relation but i am open to suggestions. this muse would be here for max 1-2 weeks.

⸻ more tba.

[gladiatefm]

𝙸𝚃 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙱𝙴 𝙴𝚇𝙷𝙰𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚁𝙾𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙸 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙾 mina dewitt , district seven

emilia clarke . cis woman . she / her ➶ did you see them ?! they were a volunteer during the 94th games, and you know they were one of my favourites ! it’s mina dewitt , the thirty year old winner of the eighty first hunger games ! they brought great honour to district seven and escaped to thirteen three months after the 94th games ! the world just loved them for being so beguiling , even if they have been known to be callous at times .

— 𝙱𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙲𝚂

full name: lumina anamaria dewitt

nicknames: mina

age: 30

gender / pronouns: cis woman , she  /  her

orientation: bisexual

cccupation: victor

home: district seven

— 𝙿𝙷𝚈𝚂𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻 𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴

eye colour: blue

hair colour: silver

build: petite

height: 5′2″

piercings: lobes

tattoos: none

distinctive features: white hair ,

face claim: emilia clarke

TW : mentions of starvation , implied coercion from the capitol .

— 𝙱𝙸𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙷𝚈

there was an axe in your hand before you hit puberty . you grew up with callused hands , the pads of your fingers roughened and your biceps firm with the muscles required to swing that axe . your family owned its own lumberyard , and thanks to cain , you grew up wealthy , you weren't starving like so many others in your district , and you took that for granted .

you're an ambitious little thing . your father's favourite , you worked alongside him every day , chopping the wood and selling it too . one day you would take over the family business , you thought , but it wasn't to be .

growing up in victor's village offered you a false sense of protection . the day your name was called , your mother collapsed , your father watched on with eyes hardened by the fear that this would knock once more at the dewitt's family door . when he said goodbye to you , he held you in his arms and he told you that you simply must win .

you were a hit in the capitol . a brother was mentoring a sister , and you were a beautiful young woman , flowing silver locks matched you with pastel colours , your parade costume was a cherry blossom tree and you outshone everyone with your beauty . they could never have seen your brutality coming .

you had sponsors , something rare for your district . they showered you with medicine and water , bread , fruits , gifts for the beautiful girl with silver hair . your arena was a snowstorm and you got your axe on the third day . you painted that pristine white arena in red .

you fought hard to make it home , and you knew your father would open up his arms , eyes glittering with pride . the axe swung and they fell , blood soaked you , clung to your clothes , your beautiful hair plastered in the stuff . you left that arena shaking and feral , but you were alive .

your games caused a stir . capitolites began to bleach their hair , tattooed their hands with the colour red . you were a hit and president snow took note of that .

when you returned home , another house in victor's village was secured for the dewitt's . you expected joy and celebration , but when you went to your father , he couldn't bear to look at you . you were something violent , something he could no longer recognise .

you've spent every day since trying to win him back , to earn the approval you lost a long time ago . and to keep your family alive , you have been whisked back and forth from the capitol , another desirable beauty , a jewel in panem's crown .

the day of the reaping came and , once more , the odds were not in favour of the dewitt family . you volunteered with your father on your mind , a chance to show him that you remain his daughter despite the games you fought so viciously to escape . part of the rebellion now , it is your duty to keep your sister alive for as long as possible , to keep the others from killing one another , to promise them a way out of this hell .

and then the pregnancy test was positive , and you felt the weight of more responsibility land upon your shoulders . suddenly , you have everything to live for .

season two . . .

the world has been tipped sideways . blanche is dead , and yet you live . you live and so does the life inside of you .

the arena tore you to shreds , took the woman you have become , and forced you into a creature of destruction . a wild animal , a thing that prowled . caius was dead at your hands , the father of your unborn child and the most despicable person you think you have ever met — you feel no guilt .

the capitol has punished you greatly , broken your soul and still you've made it to thirteen with your baby , mercifully , alive . you are reminded of what you've done to the father , and yet you feel no remorse . you feel anger , you feel fragile , you feel like a wild animal in a cage .

[imaginesforjohnnydepp]

Wait, What???

tw: MENTIONS OF PREGNANCY, BLOOD, SEX

One early October morning, Sidney found herself in the waiting room of her doctor's office, waiting for her name to be called as she played a word game on her phone. No one knew she was here; she told Nick that she was tying up loose ends from the wedding, but Sidney had a feeling that her mom knew what she was really up to. Nothing gets past Simone Severin. Today, Sidney was getting some blood work done for possible signs of pregnancy, she was experiencing all of the symptoms: morning (all day) sickness, fatigue, weird cravings. She took a pregnancy test a week ago and it came back positive but Sidney just chalked it up as a false positive, so she wanted a second opinion.

She looked up when the door to the waiting room opened, and a short woman with an iPad walked through. The lady looked up and her eyes landed on Sidney. "Sidney? Dr. Landry is ready for you." Sidney gathered her purse and followed the receptionist to a door with marked with the number 3 and opened the door. "She went to take a personal call but she should be with you shortly." With that, the woman walked out, closing the door behind her and Sidney was alone once again.

She started to worry: was it too early to have a baby? Of course they wanted to have kids, but they wanted to wait at least a year. They'd just hit the two month mark, and Nick would be on tour with his brothers until the middle of next year, which would be the entire pregnancy. The door opened again and Dr. Landry poked her head in the door.

"Good morning Sidney! So according to your chart you're getting some bloodwork done, correct?" Sidney nodded, a tight-lipped smile on her face. Dr. Landry had a knowing look in her eyes about the real reason the young woman wanted a blood test; she's also been in Sidney's position before as a patient wanting a pregnancy test. "Okay, let's get you started." The older woman went through the drawers in the room, pulling out needles, alcohol wipes and other equipment before instructing Sidney to make a fist before putting the needle in her arm.

Sidney watched as the blood went through the plastic tube and drip into the syringe and Dr. Landry gently pulled the needle from the vein and replaced it with a cotton pad and a bandage. "There! All done. If you want, you can either wait for the results or I can give you a call in a few days. It shouldn't take longer than a few hours. Two at most." "I don't mind waiting."

The doctor looked at her more closely. "Sidney, was this a pregnancy test by any chance?" Sidney nodded again, hiding her face in a curtain of her dark hair. She absolutely loves Dr. Landry; the two have known each other since Sidney was fourteen. They've covered birth control, sex, periods. Nothing was off limits, and Sidney never felt embarrassed. "I just wanted to be absolutely sure. I did one of those home pregnancy tests and it turned out positive but I just wanted a second opinion."

She listed all her symptoms and the weird cravings and Dr. Landry took note of everything on an iPad. "It definitely does sound like pregnancy, but I can tell just by looking at you. Your face is a little bit fuller than the last time I saw you." Sidney had a questioning look on her face at that, because Dr. Landry followed that up by saying, "I've been around this block before, as a patient and as a doctor. Moms always know. When I was pregnant with my first, before I even started telling people, I was meeting my mother for lunch and before I could even properly greet her, she asked me what colors I thought would look good in a nursery."

Sidney left a few minutes later, hoping to pass the time in Barnes and Noble where she updated her membership status and browsed for books, and the time just flew by. She was sitting at a table in the Starbucks, twenty pages into her newest read when her phone started ringing. Dr. Landry with the test results. "Hello?" The doctor's next sentence was enough for Sidney to drop to the floor. "Congratulations Mrs. Jonas."

[borplecolored]

TW for pregnancy and period talk up front lmao (is good tho promise)

So I got my birth control out because I know I want another kiddo, and that way I dont have to A) stop testosterone due to being pregnant/nursing and B) worry about fertility later (my doc is all on board w/ this, we talked about it! Ily Badberg)

And so my cycles started, but because I have low iron (because red meat is expensive!) I was bleeding A LOT and for a LONG TIME

So I finally started taking Iron. And I got some bleeding. And then it stopped. And then it was a little. And then it stopped.

And I'm supposed to be starting my cycle, but I really haven't yet. And I wanted to wait until I have missed a cycle FOR SURE before I try a p-test

But man is it tempting

(((((send me good vibes pls)))))

[its-not-a-phase-mom-i-d8-demons]

pairings: Lucifer x Fem!Reader, Mammon x Fem!Reader, Leviathan x Fem!Reader

warnings: tw abandonment (but it turns out okay, I promise), mentions of the act of birthing,

A/N: you came to the right place! as the second oldest of six children, I have some experience when it comes to pregnancy:) I hope you don't mind, nonny, but I'm gonna split this up into a few parts so I can do the dateables as well!

Lucifer

The moment you had shyly produced the positive pregnancy test from the pocket of your hoodie, it felt like Lucifer had entered into a fever dream filled with nursery designs, baby names, the expenses that pile up before the baby even arrives, researching human pregnancy, keeping you out of harm's way and healthy and happy...

So when you first stagger out of bed and rush to his bathroom, hand clamped over your mouth and one shaky hand on your slightly swollen tummy, Lucifer isn't surprised

He is very concerned, however. You had been so nervous to tell him of your pregnancy, you waited until the last moment before your bump was noticeable to tell him

That meant you had been suffering from all of these pregnancy side effects before he'd permanently moved you to sleep in his room

Lucifer hoists himself out of bed and pads into the bathroom, gathering up your hair, if any, into his fist and pulling your hunched form between his legs for support

You hate this feeling with a passion; throbbing stomach and a lump in your throat with little to no vertigo and tears rolling down your face as you try and catch your breath

You tell him it hurts, you ask him if he can take the pain away as your head rests on his chest, lashes fluttering with wooziness

Lightheadedness was unbearably common; you would suddenly grip his sleeve and he could watch the color drain from your face and your knees get shaky, body beginning to sway

He always catches you though, finding a place for you to sit or lie down and gather yourself

Tummy rubs become more common; the feeling of his hands against your bare tummy, spreading their warmth and nullifying the ache, allowing you to relax

He's extremely attentive as well and can tell whenever you need something

Water? Here's a cup sweetheart, remember, you're hydrating and eating for two people!

Craving something? Chocolate? Fried pickles? Chips of some kind? sweets? He's stockpiled anything you could want and locked it away just for you.

I feel like Lucifer would want your baby to be a little girl. A little princess he can carry on his shoulders and spoil with his love and gifts.

Satan ruined him for having another baby boy, but if that's how the cards fall, he certainly wouldn't mind. Unfortunately, he'd be constantly walking on eggshells, afraid he'll make your little boy into another rebellious child

That's the last thing he wants

Lucifer does his best to keep his kid away from Satan and Belphie and out of the 'Formerly Anti-Lucifer League', but sometimes you're taking a nap or out shopping with Asmodeus, and Satan and his brothers manage to coerce the little one into their shenanigans

One thing is for sure though, even if Lucifer didn't want any kids and the creation of one was unplanned, he would never ever turn you away

He's very responsible and does anything in his power to make the pregnancy as easy and happy as possible

On the day you are to give birth, he's a mess

He has already sweat through 3 shirts by the time the IV has been secured to your hand

Everything he says doesn't come without a stutter

He's squeezing your hand and kissing your hair during labor, trying to distract you from the burn between your legs as much as he can

You probably need extra stitches from baby's horns ngl

Definitely cries before the baby is even put in your arms

Refuses to let his brothers come and see you, "They can wait until we go home."

Lucifer is Smitten™

He smooches the tiredness under your eyes and tells you to get some rest

Surprisingly, he enjoys a lot of the names from the human world you discuss and will most likely pick one of those

But if it's a girl, her name is Lilith. I'm sorry MC, your input is invalid at this time

You don't regret 'final day in the devildom sex' at all when you get to witness the Avatar of Pride reduced to tears when the nurse puts the child in his arms

P-P-Pregnant? MC, ya better be jokin'...

Mammon

You weren't, judging by the pregnancy test(s) clutched in your fist

He's not mad at you, he's not upset, (in fact, he's the happiest he's ever been), he just scared

Broken Condom Victim™

He loved you just a bit too hard last week...

but let's be real here, HIS MC, carrying HIS baby?

That's like the highest level of ownership on his lovely human you could get! Levi, Asmo, Beel, Lucifer, everyone would be SOOOO JEALOUS!!!

AND

He gets to have a little one running around again!

You saw how sweet he was to babified Satan in the obey me anime premier! He LOVES little kids and nothing would make him happier than someone to play with (besides MC of course) that wouldn't make fun of him for messing up and being silly!

AND

You're so pretty!!

I mean, ya were always pretty, but somethin' about ya is different and yer even more beautiful than before somehow!

Mammon said, his entire face the shade of a pomegranate

Pregnancy glow is REAL

Asmo agrees, after stealing you away from an extremely overprotective mammon and hiding in the attic to chat without disturbance (mammon)

But as much as YOU know he would be the BEST father, comments from his brothers continue to drag him down and the evenings he cried into your shoulder became more and more frequent as your pregnancy progresses

Mammon, as we all know, is, in fact, a tiddy man

He likes to touch and squeeze them, and just gently hold them while cuddling or even browsing in a store, he'd just come up behind you and touch your boobs

(also, mammon likes all sizes, so if you have next to no tiddy like me, you'll be at his mercy as well. those with the large honkers, however, watch yourself)

Now that there's a miracle growing in your tummy, other parts of your body are preparing for its arrival, including your chest

Swelling, swelling, soreness, growing and darkening of the nipples, and swelling make it so Mammon can no longer touch your pretty tiddies :(((

(grammarly didn't like that word)

On the day mammon snack size was to be born, mammon is silent but extremely fidgety

It was early in the morning when you'd shaken him awake like, "mammoney, I'm going into labor" and he was out of bed and out the door with your luggage before you finished blinking

After grabbing your DDD's and you, he carries you down to the car (what dysfunctional family doesn't have a car? a nice one (Mercedes, Audi, you get the idea) for lucifer and a Volkswagon bus or something for his siblings to share) and drives quickly, but very carefully drives to the hospital, holding your hand the whole way.

He covers your eyes when they put the IV in, just in case you're squeamish, and rubs your arms as the drugs begin to take effect and there's a little fear in your eyes at the thought of pushing an entire human/demon being out of your coochie

He assures you and never lets go of your hand no matter how long you're in labor

When it's all over with and you are resting in your hospital bed waiting for the doctors to finish the Apgar tests and give you your baby

Mammon is speechless as the nurse places the baby in your arms

That's HIS KID!!

Immediately starts crying

The little horns poking out of the blanket? Those look just like his!!

Judging by the bit of hair on it's head, it looks like the baby will have hair like yours

If it's a baby boy, he thinks it should be named "Mammon II" but you just giggle and remind him of the deal he made with lucifer long ago, that his first born child, no matter the gender, had to have 'Lucifer' somewhere in their name

Human names are dumb, except for yours of course, so he searches for suitable demon names

The last thing he wants is a kid named Lucifer, so that will be the kid's middle name

He really regrets his past decisions now

Leviathan

"Levi?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"I'm pregnant."

*leviathan has been KO'd*

No joke, this man is literally floored and didn't wake up for a while and you were afraid you had just slain the fucking Lord of Shadows

Some Henry you were

You had to call Lucifer in to wake him up because he was still flat on the floor a half and hour later

Mammon is more that happy to tip a bucket of ice water on the face of the son of a bitch that impregnated HIS MC

Levi wakes up and pounces on you, gripping you tightly by the arms

"You're k-kidding r-right?"

Him? A father?

Uhhhhhhh

Unfortunately, Leviathan.exe has stopped working, try again in two thousand years

I hate to say this, but he definitely detaches himself for a while until his brothers, especially Asmodeus, literally beat him into shape

He comes back to you, a little bruised and sobbing, but not from the beating he just received

He's so sorry he neglected you! He's such a horrible demon, undeserving of your welcoming nature

He's gonna be the worst dad, and he's not good enough for you, and his kid will hate him just like everyone else does, he doesn't deserve you, he's so sorry for making you suffer the side effects and feel all alone,

Sir, I-

FALSE

It's your turn to shake some sense into him, reminding him that he would be the. best. dad!!

Not to mention the fact that you were just happy he realized his mistakes and came back to you

He begs you to sleep in his bed tub with him for security, and you have to admit his tail is very comforting

Levi does extensive research on human pregnancy and now at the dinner table, instead of talking about the latest slice of life anime he'd been watching, he's just spouting random pregnancy facts and you're laughing so hard it brings you to tears

When the weird dreams and vivid nightmares happen, Levi is right behind you, rubbing your swollen tummy, and letting you talk about them

A lot of them were about him and about your future child

Most of them were about how they got hurt in some way, either that or YOU got hurt and the baby died

These, more often than not, brought you to tears and stress you out, but Levi is right there, okay? Nothing can hurt you, nor would he let anything happen to you on his watch

Learns how to massage you (safely) to reduce stress

Definitely talks to the baby a lot

Levi begged you to be induced so the birth was safe and not a sudden occasion and you agree

On the day the doctor recommended, you arrived at the hospital and got down to business

Levi didn't really want to be in the room with you, but he knew he had to for your sake and he'd played a few birth simulators from both perspectives and you really needed him

Kinda sits there awkwardly comforting you and encouraging you, holding your hand and caressing your cheeks, a bit flushed from exertion and tears

Listen

If the baby is a boy, his name will be Henry and that's final

If it's a girl, he doesn't really care, as long as you don't name her 'mammonia' or something dumb like that

definitely crashes your hospital bed to snuggle until the baby is ready

cries when the baby wraps its extremely small digits around one of his own

also at the little horns protruding from its head

and the tuft of purple in its head

Also Smitten™

He's so excited to get home and show off his beautiful baby to his brothers and then formulate a plan to raise the kid to live and breathe TSL just like his daddy <3

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[animeomegas]

Um so this headcanon is for Neji having a positive pregnancy test but when they visit hospital it turns out to be for cancer.

(you can actually look up this on internet but if a male pees on a pregnancy test and it turns out to be positive, it could be indicative of cancer)

This is heartbreaking, anon, how could you do this?! 😭😭😭

Okay, so if we continue the story from the one I wrote here, but instead of the mednin confirming his pregnancy, they tell him this news instead.

tw: infertility, cancer mention.

...

Neji and his alpha sit together in the doctor's surgery, tense and cautiously hopeful. Neji's alpha has never seen Neji so tense, his back muscles feel like rock. But as a Hyuuga in public, his face and scent are a careful neutral.

The mednin says that she is very sorry, but Neji is not in fact pregnant and the tests were false positives.

...

Neji is completely still for a moment.

"How could they all be false positives? I took nine."

"I know," the mednin says, voice heavy with sympathy. "Which is why we ran some more tests and we believe you are positive for testicular cancer. Luckily, the treatment is very simple and you should be absolutely fine in no time at all."

You can smell a little wavering of Neji's scent in the air. Neji's losing his control. You've never seen him do that. He must be truly breaking inside. You feel ill thinking about how upset he must be. You grip his hand harder, it's the only thing you can do for him right now.

"I need you to book an appointment for treatment as soon as possible, though," the mednin continues. "Is there a date that would best suit you?"

"Perhaps Monday at around midday would be best," you answer on Neji's behalf, knowing that he'd find it easier to keep his composure if he didn't have to speak.

"Okay, that's perfect," she said, writing it down on her clipboard. "I'm sorry again. Have a nice day."

You nod at the mednin, thankful for her help, and steer a silent Neji out of the hospital.

...

You walk home in silence.

(You don't point out that Neji is taking the long way home, the one that avoids walking past the Hyuuga clan compound.)

...

But the second you get home, Neji's shoulders slump and he just looks exhausted.

"Neji..."

"Dont- Don't.... Just don't," he whimpers. "Please."

And with that, sobs overtake his body as he slides down the wall and onto the floor.

You immediately drop to sit beside him, pulling him onto your lap and cradling him securely against your chest. His sobs are loud and desperate, all the sadness bubbling up now that he's home.

"It's okay, you're okay, I've got you," you soothe, rocking him gently. You've never seen Neji lose this much composure before today. And now you've seen it twice.

You keep comforting him until his sobbing turns to sniffles, at which point you scoop him up and carry him first to the bathroom to clean him up (not the one he took the pregnancy tests in, which you know are still lying in the sink where you'll need to throw them away before Neji sees them), and then to the kitchen to grab some tea, and finally to your bedroom, where you bundle Neji up as best you can.

"I'm such an idiot for thinking that I was pregnant," Neji says, bitterness in his tone.

"You're not an idiot, Neji, don't talk like that," you reprimand, tightening your arms around him.

"It's never going to happen, is it?" Neji whines, miserably.

"Probably not, I'm sorry. But we'll figure something out, okay? We'll have pups somehow, I promise. Get some rest, Neji."

[dmb-fngrl]

Angel Baby--Iida Tenya

TW: Pregnancy, Miscarriage/Child Loss, Angst with a Happy Ending

This was the fifth time that test had mocked you with those two tiny lines.

This time, you knew not to get your hopes up. 

You and Tenya had been trying for the past two years for a baby, and you were beginning to lose hope you’d ever have one of your own. But then, one day, you took a pregnancy test and it came out positive. You took a second to make sure. Also positive. 

When the second came up positive as well, you and your husband went to the doctor to get a blood test. It said you were pregnant, but your doctor said the levels of your other hormones were cause for concern. They tested you a few more times at the clinic, including another urine stick test that came out positive.

The doctors eventually determined you had a hormone imbalance of HCG in your blood. You had to come back to the doctor’s office once a month to take a painful shot, and they also prescribed you some pills. You weren’t pregnant, and the doctor told you you would have a hard time conceiving because of your condition.

You were sad, but you still held on to hope.

Which was why, when you read your fourth positive, you jumped up and down for joy. You went to the doctor, and she was able to confirm that this was a real pregnancy. You scheduled your first ultrasound for five weeks later. 

To say you were ecstatic would be an understatement. You made lists of things you would need when the baby came, you brainstormed names, and you even started betting on whether it would be a boy or a girl. You didn’t tell anyone yet, but you did begin planning your baby shower. 

You were sleeping restfully, a few weeks after your ultrasound, when you woke up. Cramping? Why were you cramping? The pain was worse than any period cramps you’d ever had. You rolled over, shaking your husband’s arm. “Tenya? Tenya wake up. Something’s wrong.”

He woke up groggily, but as soon as he heard the word ‘wrong’ leave your lips, he shot out of bed, pulling on pants and grabbing you. You didn’t have much time to look around, but a dark spot on the bed caught your eye, and you prayed this wasn’t happening.

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You lost the baby. That little 11-week old nugget in your belly was gone. It wasn’t your fault; logically, you knew that. It was hard not to blame yourself, though. After all, it was your body that couldn’t carry the baby. You had failed. 

Your doctor told you that miscarriages were more common before 20 weeks, and it would be even more likely with your medical condition. Still, that didn’t stop you from becoming attached to it. It. It hurt so much to refer to your baby as an it. You hadn’t even agreed on a name yet.

It took a few months before you were willing to have sex again, and even longer before Tenya could convince you to try for another baby. But your want for a child, a beautiful mixture of you and your husband, won out over your fear of loss.

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And now you were holding another positive test in your trembling hands. Any excitement you may have felt was covered by your anxiety. There was no way you could tell Tenya. There was too much risk, and the thought that this might be another false pregnancy was still fresh in your head. It started with one doctor’s appointment to get your blood test, and then you threw out your stick test in the trashcan outside your apartment.

Four weeks after you confirmed your pregnancy, you got your first ultrasound. It didn’t feel truly real until you saw the little jellybean of a kid in your tummy. As soon as the OB told you this pregnancy was viable, you nearly cried. You had to remind yourself that speeding was illegal when you got the pictures printed out. You rushed home to tell your husband the good news. But what you heard as you crossed the threshold gave you pause.

It wasn’t often you heard Tenya cry. The last time you could recall was your last pregnancy, but those were happy tears. 

Tenya was normally a very stoic individual, so why was he sobbing in your bedroom? You padded softly down the hall and pressed your ear to the door, only to hear him having a tearful conversation with his older brother. 

“I-I just don’t understand! We’ve been doing everything right and--I--I mean--I think she thinks she’s broken, and she isn’t! She’ still perfect, and I love her so much, but--gosh, what if I’m the broken one? She’s been taking all those shots and those prenatal vitamins that make her hormonal, and she’s doing all the right things, so what if I’m the one messing this up for us?”

You wouldn’t hear another word of it, opening the door softly and walking in. He looked up at you, tears in his eyes, before giving a quick “We’ll talk later” to Tensei and hanging up. He sniffed, wiping his nose on the cuff of his shirt. His hair was unkempt, clothing ruffled, and tears beaded on his eyelashes behind his glasses.

“Baby, talk to me. What’s going on?”

He stared into your eyes, fresh tears springing up as the old ones rolled down his cheeks. “How much did you hear?”

“Oh, I think enough.” He hung his head. “Babe, why didn’t you tell me that you were feeling like this?”

“I...I didn’t think I deserved to feel this way. After we lost the baby and I saw how heartbroken you were, I thought I had to be strong for you. I love you, darling; I wanted you to be happy again. And we’ve had such a hard time conceiving; I can’t help but feel like it’s my fault.”

You enveloped Tenya in a hug the best you could, letting him sniff and wipe his tears into your shoulder. “Oh, honey...you absolutely deserve to have these feelings. It was your baby too, Tenya, it’s natural to mourn. We both need time to process this. I love you. It’s not your fault we have such a hard time.”

“I suppose you’re right.”

You sat there for a while, holding each other, No words were spoken; the silence was enough.

Then you remembered the photos. “Ten, I don’t know if this will help, but I need to tell you something.” Shaking slightly, you handed him the ultrasound photos. “I’m pregnant. I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t know how you’d react, but--oof!” He encased you in another hug, pushing all the air out of your lungs.

You still needed time to recover, but after nine months of healing, you were holding a beautiful little girl in the memory of your angel baby.

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[peachyproserpina]

4 AM Dad!Paterson x Reader

Yet again I am here, with a tender piece dedicated to my love @glassbxttless . You deserve the world Cece and you're one of my favorite people.

TW: PPD, Pregnancy talk, Depressive thoughts, lots and lots of crying, lots of kisses, rambling, not proof-read

Maybe one of these days I'll work myself up to writing smut or something of the sort but until then have these small tender tidbits.

He’s up, it’s so early it’s still dark out, even for winter. You’re curled into his side, soft snoring and maybe drooling a little, he presses a gentle kiss to the top of your head before reaching over for his watch, checking the time it’s just about 4 am. You’ve only been asleep for about 2 hours and knowing his fussy son Felix is about to stir awake to be fed again. He’s small, born just a little too early and he’s been a recent addition into your home lives. Paterson’s taken 3 months off of his route to be there for the both of you.

The pregnancy was hard on everyone, between the sickness and everything else that started kicking in Pat felt bad he didn’t take time from the route before Felix was born. You always hushed those thoughts of inadequacy with a swift kiss to his plush lips and tender tug on his earlobe. Joking about how if he was home and fretting over you everyday like he is now you would have probably been a single parent by the time Felix was born. Pat’s smiling down at you while he shuffles out from under you to sneak out of the room and into the nursery with Felix. Taking hushed quiet steps he barely opens the door and see’s Felix start to stir, not quite hungry enough to start crying. Pat shuts the door and goes to warm up some formula so he can feed him and have you catch up on the sleep you are definitely lacking.

He remembers when you told him you we’re pregnant, how neither of you have ever cried that hard before in your lives. Happy tears running down your faces and Pat sitting there perched on the bathroom counter while you take test after test just to make sure. You had both been trying forever, it took a year of trying and so many false positive tests before you ended up having Felix. Pat picks up Felix who just started to whine and rocks him back and forth while he settles into the deep rocking chair located in the corner of the room. He still doesn’t feel like it’s real, he never wanted kids, Laura never said she wanted one, content with her dog and Pat. After they split Pat figured he would never end up dating ever again and settled in his new life, same routine, less poetry, maybe picking up a few more routes when he should have taken his day off. Until you stumbled into his bus and he knew then and there that you were going to change his life. You brought it up one summer day after you we’re both married, wanting kids and Pat knew then and there that he wanted to start a family with you. He agreed and from that point forward y'all were at it like rabbits.

He coos as Felix drains his bottle faster than he expected, he’s getting bigger everyday but Pat still feels like a giant when he holds him. He has your hair, and so much of it. He did end up with Pats big ears and brown eyes, but Pat can’t deny he sees so much of you in him and that makes his heart sing. He knows his sass might even outmatch yours even after being home for these first few weeks. Felix snuggles into Pat's hold while he rocks them back and forth still, just enjoying spending time together, Felix drooling onto his shirt just as you were not so long ago and that makes Pat tear up. You are his world, and always will be. He blinks back his tears and brings Felix up to his face so he can shower him in kisses. He hears the door creek and you’re stepping in, rubbing your eyes, maybe not even fully awake. You walk over to the crib and reach in to pick up Felix. Eye’s snapping open and chest heaving once you don’t feel him. Pat’s eyebrows furrow as he watches you spin and spot your boys in the rocking chair and let out a breath, heart rate going back down and relaxing.

He can feel your anxiety from here, you’ve been together long enough that he can read you. There’s more than Felix not being in his crib that is eating away at you- Pat makes his way over to you placing a sweet kiss to the top of your head before laying the baby down now that he is taken care of and turns to you. Cocking an eyebrow and rubbing his large hands over your arms. Gently leading you back to your room and settling back into your bed. You cuddle up to him, tracing patterns on his chest. Pat’s mind is going a million miles a minute, he knows the PPD has been hard, those weeks while Felix was still in the hospital you barely moved. He was so worried about you, for you. Hovering and doing everything he could think of for you. Keeping you hydrated when you would cry and hushing reassuring words to you when you opened up about feeling like you would never bond with Felix because he was in the hospital. Chasing those fears away with his soft words and softer hands. He took the time off of work because he wanted to make sure his family was okay, that you, the light of his life was okay. With Felix home you seemed better, less crying fits and despite both of you being exhausted you started making more decisions and offering to make dinner once a week, even if it was just dumping everything into a crock-pot.

He watches you, rubbing his hand up and down your back, lightly scratching under your sleep cami, you hum and open your mouth only to close it again. You do this a few more time before mumbling something into his chest, your fingers digging into his shirt. Pat furrows his brows for what feels like this millionth since being up.

“What was that Sweetheart?” He’s running his hands up and under your chin to tilt you to look up at him and his heart breaks when he sees tears start to leak out of your eyes and plop, sink, spread onto his shirt.

“Pat- I don’t think-” You’re gasping as you try to get this thought out. “I don’t think I'm a good parent, I-” your tears are coming faster now and Pat sits the both of you up, pulling you onto his lap. You can’t meet his eyes, you shut your eyes and lean your head back willing the tears to stop. Pat’s heart is breaking-

“Sweetheart- you know” you shake your head mentally begging him to stop as you cry harder. You’re not a good parent, not cut out for this, your boys. Pat and Felix deserve someone so much better than you. Your thoughts keep swirling, not even hearing Pat as his term of endearment for you spills out of his lips. “Y/N. Look at me.” His tone is curt, words not harsh but serious. You’ve only heard Pat use this tone of voice once or twice before. You look at him, he brings his hands up and gently wraps one around your jaw and his other one pushes your hair out of your face, he’s so gentle with you. No one thinks that Paterson is gentle, he’s too big, takes up too much room even when driving the bus. But he is so so gentle with you, always. His touches are softer than butter and melts into your skin, even now as you’re crying, snot assuredly leaking out of your nose, face red and blotchy he is still soft with you. He holds your gaze and you can see the heartbreak in his eyes and that makes the tears well anew. Thoughts of you didn’t deserve him, he deserved better, someone else.

Pat can see the spiral of panic in your eyes again and tightens his grip barely on your jaw. Cupping the back of your head close and kissing your lips so softly, whispering sweetheart between every kiss.

“I can’t believe how hard it’s been for you, love, but you are an amazing parent. I know it, Felix knows and even though you don’t feel like it you know you are.” Your lips are still touching while he spills his heart out to you- “I never wanted kids until I met you Sweetheart, you changed my entire life and I never wanted kids, never wanted anything like that until you. You are so strong, stronger than you know, you’re so stubborn so you won’t admit it. When you need help, when you feel like you're drowning.” Pat can’t stop, he has so much to say, he wants to scream it, wishes you could see just how stunning and perfect and and and.

“This wasn’t easy for me, I can’t even imagine how hard this was for you Sweetheart. But you did it, you did it all, you gave birth to the most beautiful baby I have ever seen and made my life complete. You can’t see it and some days I know it doesn’t feel like it but you are perfect, for both me and Felix. I love you, so so much.” Pat stops, biting his tongue wanting to drown you in the more praise that you deserve, that you need to hear because it is true. You’ve stopped crying, you’re looking at him looking deep into his honey brown eyes before letting the tension fall away from your shoulders and snuggling into his neck. Your hands rubbing up and down his solid chest, pressing kisses into his neck.

“Thank-” you start before Pat shakes his head,

“No need to thank me for telling you the honest truth.” Pat’s snuggling you both down under the covers now and you’re sucking a dark mark into the side of his neck, trying to not cry exhausted tears. Full of love and able to get real rest for what feels like for the first time in days. Pat is tracing patterns into your back while you fall back asleep. Hoping that you take these words to heart, because it is all the honest and whole truth.

[achliegh]

Positive

Month 1

Thank you to: @walking-crisis, @clearsuitcasecookienerd, @blingywitch, @waltzintherain, and @moonofthenight, @onlydreamofmysoul (If I missed anyone who answered my asks please let me know! I know some haven’t answered yet but I am hoping they will)

TW/CW: High school bullies, Coming out to homophobic family, Slurs, Homophobic languages and attitudes, mentions of sex, and pregnancy, teen pregnancy, probably food and drink. Oh! And cigarettes and underage drinking.

Leo and his family belong to: @lumosinlove

This is very long! :)

Chapter 2

The Tests

December 19th, 2015

Cheer practice was a place where Indigo could just lose herself in the feeling of being perfectly balanced. She loved the feeling of flying into the air, clearing her mind when her feet hit Leo’s hands, she trusted him with every cell in her body. He was always there to catch her, never let her fall. That's why today was the day that marked a change.

She still trusted Leo as much as she could but, she was no longer perfectly balanced, her feet hit his hands fully extended and she couldn’t stay. This having never happened before caused the entire team to pause and stare as she started free falling from her perch named Leo. Leo of course caught her with no issues but she was obviously frazzled.

Leo looked at the coach while still cradling Indigo in his arms like she would break if he let her go. Looking at the coach he nodded towards the door leading outside to an ally between the school and gym. It’s where everyone would go to smoke. The coach nodded looking worried. They called everyone's attention to get back to practice while Leo led Indigo outside.

Once the door closed Indigo slid down the wall of the ally and gripped her hair.

“What's up?” Leo sat next to her, resting his arm on her shoulder and acting like nothing was wrong at all. His calm energy made her want to just sink into his side.

“I’ve never been off balance before…” Leo nodded, it was one thing that the coach always praised Indigo for, her perfect balance. Seeing her off was new to him as well.

“Do you think it’s because of the cold you’ve had recently?” Leo was trying to wrack his brain, trying to figure out what possibly could be wrong. She has been complaining about frequent headaches, she said her boobs hurt like a bitch, she has been more clumsy than ever, and her mood changes so easily it's getting scary. “Not to be that guy” He sighs, being on a team of girls has taught him not to ask this question, “Are you supposed to get your period soon?”

He cringes a little and expects her to chew him out for even thinking that but instead she looks at him with pure terror in her eyes.

“What?” She just grabs his arms so tight he thinks her nails are digging in though his shirt. “What!?” He is getting nervous as she just keeps staring at him, her eyes filled with tears for a moment and then she speaks. Just barely loud enough for him to hear.

“I missed my period last month…”

After being excused from practice early, Indigo drank about three full water bottles and Leo casually bought six or seven pregnancy tests from the convenient store. They gave him an odd look and he said he was throwing a baby shower for his sister and thought they would be funny decorations. The real reason he bought so many was because Indigo was paranoid that something would go wrong and she would get a false positive or even worse, a false negative.

After the convenient store stop they headed to Leo’s house, his parents were gone again to follow a wicked storm in New Jersey, so they had the house to themselves. They decided to use the bathroom next to the living room, it was very large and almost never used because Leo’s parents used their ensuite and Leo used his. So if there was anything weird in that bathroom no one would know.

They pulled open a box and read the directions, Indigo kicked Leo out so she could go p-e-e into a cup. Once she was done, she used a Clorox wipe to disinfect the counter and cup on the outside. She put the first test into the liquid for the designated time. Then put the cap on to wait for the result, she did it to two other tests and then called Leo in to wait with her while her heart was beating out of her chest. They sat in the large tub together, Leo holding her close silence falling over the two as they both thought of each possibility. Everything wrong… and right about this situation.

The timer they set was checked every few seconds out of anxiety until Leo took her phone away and set it on the ground. She rested back against his chest, he wraps his arms loosely around her, soothingly rubbing her arms. He would kiss her forehead every once in a while as a way of saying ‘hey, I’m still here’. Indigo was spiraling and he could tell. She was just staring forward trying to keep all the tears in her eyes, one slipping by every once in a while. It would hit Leo’s arm and the guilt he felt would grow with every tear.

The timer went off, Indigo flung herself out of the tub so fast, stepping on Leo’s leg he grunted in pain. He got up a little slower and followed her over to the tests. They looked at each other, then indigo flipped one of the tests over since they laid them face down so she wouldn’t obsessively stare at them.

Positive. Her eyes widened. Her hands shook as she flipped over the next one.

Positive… The next.

Positive. She collapsed into Leo’s arms, completely numb. He caught her, like always. They ended up one their knees facing each other. Leo cupping her face, wiping her tears. He eventually realizes she can’t hear him over her own thoughts, pulling her into his chest, he lets her sob and yell. She thrashes for a moment trying to get away from him but eventually gives up and sinks into him. Like always.

The alarm was still blaring in the background but neither of them cared. Eventually , they pulled away a little and she looked him in the eyes.

“Can we do the rest of the tests?” She was shaking, Leo of course nodded and helped her stand up. They went through the whole process again with the last four tests. Indigo sitting on the toilet with the lid closed as they waited. Leo between her legs letting her fiddly with her hair as she bounced her knees.

The timer went off again and she froze. Leo got up this time to check.

Positive.

Positive.

Positive

Negative… They both were a little shocked to see the negative symbol. Very confused as well. But it was six against one. They were each laid next to the box they came in and Leo checked the date on the negative one.

Expired. Fuck.

Leo turned to her, still sitting on the toilet looking completely distraught. Her eyes were wide and bright, red from crying. Gnawing on her fingernails she just painted a few nights ago, flakes of white paint rested on her bitten lips. Her other hand was gripping the leg of her shorts, leg bouncing, hair falling out of her messy bun. Leo couldn’t deny how rough she looked.

“Let’s go sit in the living room, yeah?” He holds out his hand for her to take, she grabs it like he's pulling her up front he side of a cliff. It breaks his heart. He leads her over to the soft pleather couch he knows is her favorite. They sit down, Indigo pulls a pillow into her lap and hugs it to her chest. Looking up at Leo asking what to do. “We need to have a conversation, this is your decision a thousand percent, but I know you need to talk about it. Do you plan to keep those cells?”

“I don’t know, my parents will kill me if they find out I’m… I’m” She swallows and Leo takes her hand again giving it a squeeze. “Will they be even more angry if I get an abortion?”

` “I think you need to tell them, but this is your choice not theirs, not mine, not anyone else's, it is your body. You get to decide. Okay?” He is trying to get her to understand that no one owns her body but her.

“Do you want a baby?”

“I have no say either way, I’m not the one having to carry.” He kisses her knuckles and smiles a little, just a sad smile. He wants her to know he will always be there but he knows she doesn’t believe it. “Talk to your parents, maybe that will help you decide? You never know, they might realize how harsh they are on y’all and cut back a little.” It was a stretch to think her parents would back off a little but he couldn’t tell her what he thinks will actually happen. It would scare her too much.

“Okay… Okay I’ll talk to them.” She takes a swallow from the glass of water they left on the coffee table earlier. “Tonight” She then stood up abruptly, putting the pillow back on the couch. “Will you drive me? I left my car at the school.” He nods and is up grabbing his keys before she can even finish her sentence. Walking towards the door, he holds it open for her. They climb into his Jeep and start off towards her house. No music, no talking, just holding hands in silence.

He pulls up to the curb outside her house, both her parents were home as their cars were in the drive-way. Leo kisses her cheek before she gets out of the car. She hesitates for a second still gripping his hand while standing outside the jeep with the door open. She looks at him with her big brown eyes and lets go, his hand falling on the seat. She closes the door.

“Should I wait for you?” He yells before she walks away. She shakes her head and gives him a shaky smile. He nods slowly, swallowing the lump in this throat and driving the twelve blocks back to his house still in silence.

Indigo’s entire family was sitting at the table, saying grace before they ate their dinner. She felt sick to her stomach. She slowly moves to sit in the empty chair next to her brother Peri, she stares at the food on her plate and swallows a lump forming in her throat. This might be the last meal she ever has for her family, she might not always agree with her parents but her family is everything to her, family is one of the big things she lives for.

She feels a kick under the table and looks up at Peri who is sending her a worried look, his head still looked weird from when their parents forced him to shave his head after the whole ‘pink incident’ as her father likes to call it. She doesn’t realize she is crying for the fourth time today until he gestures to her face, her parents are busy taking care of the smaller children to even notice her. She quickly wipes her face and starts to eat, forcing her to stomach the food in front of her even if her anxiety is making her nauseous.

After dinner she is washing dishes with Veridian, he also notices she’s off, but she refuses to mention anything. She just gives him an oddly tight hug and a kiss on his forehead without a word. He stands there confused.

She goes to talk to the twins for a little bit, helping them with their homework. Once they are done, the two get into a petty argument and She just sits back and watches with a neutral expression taking in the fire her siblings have. They look at her and raise the opposite eyebrows, usually she tells them to stop being annoying instead she hugs them both and hisses their cheeks before whispering. “sigan luchando…” Then walks away. Leaving them stunned.

After a couple of hours of staring at her room, knowing she was either going to be locked in it or locked out of the house completely she realizes it's time for the two youngest to go to bed. She goes to their room and sees both already tucked into their tiny beds. Thunder rumbles outside as a night storm falls over New Orleans.

Washing away sins as her mother would say.

She walks into the room and tucks them both in more snuggly and kisses their sleepy foreheads. Then she goes to find Peri, he and her are the closest of the siblings besides the twins. She finds him watching tv in his room. She knocks on the door frame and smiles sadly at him. He gestures for her to come in and sit on the bed. She does.

“Todo cambiará después de esta noche.” She says while looking at the tv, he turns and looks at her surprised, blinking a few times.

“¿Por qué?”

“It just will…” She looks over at him and hugs him so tight, she feels tears in her eyes again, there were more to come and she knows that. “Be good” She kisses his forehead and gets up leaving his room before he can answer her. Closing his door, all she has left is her parents.

She finds them together reading in the sitting room and she stands in front of them, silently waiting for their attention. She knows better than to distract them from their reading. Once they finish their pages and look up at her, the realness of the situation sets in. This is it.

“Estoy embarazada.” Her mother drops her book and her father slams his shut.

“¡Era que Leo no era así! ¡Supe que ese chico era malo en el momento en que lo vi! ¡Has cometido uno de los pecados más imperdonables que podrías cometer! ¿Por qué? ¿Para fastidiarnos? ¿Para causarnos vergüenza y dolor?” Her father stood up, throwing the book into the couch next to his wife, making both women jump. He gripped Indigo by her shoulders and backed her up to the wall so she couldn’t get away. He kept screaming in her face about how she would be a disgrace to the family, how she was a sinner and a slut. Unruly child, delinquent. He was yelling loud enough that some of her brothers were peaking their heads around the doorframe to see what was happening.

Then came the slaps, slapping her twelve times in the name of the Father, the Son and The Holy Ghost. Benign backhanded ten times for Hail Mary. He was acting as if she was his rosary that he threw across the room when nothing was going his way. Her mother pulled him off her. Indigo could feel her cheeks swelling, there would definitely be marks. More embarrassment but need punishment in Francisco’s eyes. Valentina looked down at her, her hard brown eyes showing no mercy, spitting in her face she turned her back. Looking at her husband bubbling over with fury, they make a silent agreement. Walking to the front door, a storm raging in full, she opens the door. She silently gestures for Indigo to leave. Not sparing her another look or another glance.

Indigo looked back at her brothers for a moment, wishing she could take them with her, knowing she can't. She takes a deep breath and walks out the front door, no phone, no clothes besides the ones on her back, nothing. She walks into the rain and is about to look back at Francisco and Valentia, but the door slams before she is even done with her thought.

The walk back to Leo’s house was hot rain and bright lightning. She had a lot to think about, her feet were bare but she just kept walking those twelve blocks. She had a lot to think about, but all she could think about was how she just lost her whole family… All because of a group of cells. Those cells were going to be her family now, and she would love them with all her heart, treat them with respect, there is nothing they would do that would make her kick them put in a storm. When she looked up finally, she was at Leo’s front door. Before she even knocked it swung open and was pulled into Leo’s dry arms. He was her family now. She couldn’t help but laugh a little.

She was free.

[wistfulreality]

open to males ( significant other of any kind )

tw // pregnancy PLOT: we’re barely able to handle one kid but oops ... i’m knocked up again so what do we do now ?? 

note: while hyewon does want a big family, her daughter byul is only one and she hadn’t planned on having them so close back to back; also, up to you if your muse is byul’s father or not ( could have been from a previous relationship )

the pregnancy test in her hand felt heavy, the words ‘PREGNANT’ on the screen screaming at her boldly. she prayed it was just a false-positive, but with how she had been feeling lately, it really didn’t seem to be the case. “what do we do?” she asked. the timing of this was all wrong. she was supposed to wait until byul was at least three before she’d consider another child. if she’s pregnant now, it would mean that her daughter would be barely even able to walk and she’d have to handle another child. “it wasn’t supposed to happen like this,” she groaned, throwing her face in her hands. if there was one thing hyewon hated, it was when life didn’t go according to plan.