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loupy-mongoose · 1 year
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Finally, it can be said. Monique and Midas Linden have arrived.
A lot of you all caught the "little oneS" a couple comics ago. The Lindens were all too close to sleep to notice--Even Akoya didn't remember that she said it.
Momo isn't a surprise for reasons, but Midas is something that might need an explanation.
His design was very generously gifted to me from @mewtales at Christmas time (I gave it a few tweaks, which Moddy found acceptable). The colors on him made me think "He'd be a perfect child to Randy and Akoya!" Back then, Akoya wasn't ready to have any kids yet, so I also thought of bringing him in earlier as an outside Mew, but I ended up sitting on it so long, now he's their son. :)
When I accidentally created Momo, I started drawing them together, and the sibling energy was so strong, which soon turned into twin energy, and I HAD to do it!
The reason I chose today for them to be born is because I got my cat Luna on February 29th, 2020, so this time of year is special to me. Unfortunately they couldn't be born the same day exactly, but I thought since things lined up, I'd get as close as I could. (It's probably better to have your birthday on a day that exists every year, anyway.)
@spikyegg I SWEAR this was a coincidence.
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lilacbumps · 9 months
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Happy 4th of July Everyone!
Independent Mommy
“What do you mean it’s too close to my due date to work today? I can report the news even after my water breaks. Labor can take hours especially with twins!” The expectant news woman said on the phone. She could feel them moving around as they’re running out of room being 37 weeks pregnant.
“Fine…Strawberry Shortcake and watermelon is calling for me anyway… If my ex-husband is looking for me, just tell him I’m reporting news in Nebraska or something. He doesn’t need to know about my pregnancy.”
Due to technical difficulties this posting took a lot longer to be uploaded. I hope you enjoy this sexy news reporter 💋
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0funsite0 · 9 months
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Summary: You and Jimin have been living in poverty without parental help as they decided to disown you the moment you married the love of your universe. Life hasn't been easy ever since, but your love for each other and the will of building a family of your own may just be enough to concur all.
non-idol!jimin x pregnant!fem!reader
Warnings: pregnancy, poverty, medical issues, cold, malnutrition, childbirth
Word count: 2.9K
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You felt another blanket being placed on your body.
- Chim, I think that's enough, but thank you. - you breathed out sleepily, as Jimin carefully lays down next to you on the mattress placed on the floor.
- No, love! It's freezing. We need to make sure you don't catch a cold. That wouldn't be good considering you are 28 weeks.
He was right. Your tiny apartment was located in the poorest part of town, where cutting the water or gas was done weekly by authorities, since there was always something wrong with the system. Now not even the tiny heater in your miniature room was radiating any warmth, meaning the only things keeping you and your baby growing inside your womb warm were those few blankets you had.
- This was our last blanket though... now you have none. - you extended your hands, motioning him to lay under your blankets.
He hesitantly lifted the blankets and slipped under them, wrapping his protective arms around your waist to scoot you closer to his body. Of course, he was mindful of your bump, making sure not to crush your little one inside. A warm smile spread across his face, as he felt the baby wiggle against his torso. Moments like this reminded him, that rich, or not, life was beautiful.
- Now, go to sleep, okay? - ha pleaded, while softly caressing your hair and back. - You need a lot of rest.
- Okay... - you yawned. - But you too! Night.
- I hate that you still go to work.
- Jimin, we talked about this before! Women in my condition usually have maternity leave around their last month. I just started my seventh month, we have 3 left. - before he could cut you off, you continued. - Besides, we can't afford to have minus one working hand. We need the money. I already quit one of my jobs.
- Then I'll get another job.
- A fourth one? There's no way I'm letting that happen!
- Jagi...
You cut him off with a kiss. That kiss brought him comfort and reassurance. He still didn't like the fact that even after the doctor told you you were a bit underweight and should make sure you didn't lose any more if you wanted the baby to be healthy, you were still on your feet all that at work, which also included some physical labor. Ever since that day, he would skip meals, so you could eat more. Of course, he never told you this, because he knew you'd never let him do that.
- Good night!
- Good night, Love! - then he put his free hand on your tummy. - Night, night baby!
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- Mrs. Park, - your doctor sighed. - even though you made some progress compared to last time, you still seem a little underweight. I want you to keep in mind that malnutrition doesn't only affect the fetus' development but can also send you into premature labor.
These were definitely news that you expected to hear at your 32-week check-up, and you had plenty of time to prepare yourself, but you still couldn't stop the tears from escaping your eyes. These facts being said out loud sent shivers down your spine and made your heart fill with worry for your precious baby.
Tears kept running and running down your red cheeks and no one was there to wipe them away. Jimin had work, which he couldn't miss, and the old lady, who called herself a doctor definitely wasn't the one who would calm you down. She was extremely unsympathetic. You just wished your husband was there, holding your hand.
The gynecologist printed out your ultrasound pictures and handed you the papers which contained the updates on your and the fetus' health.  
You didn't have a car. None of you. So you had to walk all the way home, burning calories, which you couldn't afford to burn. But you had no other option. On your way to your apartment, you stopped in front of a bakery, just staring inside of the showcase, debating whether or not you should spend those few bucks you brought with you, on some nourishing pastries for yourself... more for your baby. The debate was obviously determined when you set your thin hands on your bump and felt your bundle of joy wiggle around. A soft, but sad smile appeared on your lips, and you went inside.
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You sat in your scummy kitchen, munching on one of the cheese biscuits you bought earlier, when you hear the squeak of the front door, signaling that your husband was home. About time... it was 10 PM.
-  Hi, My Love!
He took his shoes off and hugged you, caressing your back and pressing a gentle hand on your bump.
- How did your appointment go?
- It went great. - you lied.
- Can I see the papers?
You froze. Oh no! That will give everything away.
- Uhm... I lost it.
- Jagi... Please don't lie to me, okay?
You realized that there was no reason to lie to your husband any further. You dug deep into your duffel bag you've been taking with you everywhere for years now. The time took a toll on it as well. The rips and lose threads were becoming more and more evident.
In the end, you pulled out the folded medical papers, which will soon reveal your little secret to Jimin.
He carefully read through the words, making sure he wasn't missing any detail.
You didn't dare to look at him. You were scared. you expected scolding from him, words that would send you tears.
Instead, you just felt thin arms wrap around you and delicate hands running up and down your bump.
- Oh Jagi! - he breathed.
You couldn't help the tears. You were an emotional mess. Relief, sadness, worry, guilt...
- A-are you m-mad?
- No, no! I'm not, baby.
He carefully lifted you and slipped under you n the chair, so he could set you on his lap. He turned your head to look him in the eye and was quick to wipe the tears away, which were continuously pouring onto your shirt. He just kept wiping and wiping them.
- I'm just so worried, Jagi... But... don't you worry, My Love, okay? We'll work on it. You'll be fine! Perfectly healthy!
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- Love! I'm home! - he said as he closed the door.
- Chim? - you breathe out shakily.
Jimin could immediately sense the discomfort in your voice, so he is quick to get into the tiny bathroom your voice could be heard from.
He dropped everything he had on him the moment he saw your distressed figure on the floor hunched over the toilet, hands on your 34-week bump, and rat to your side.
- Baby! It's okay, let it all out!
- I haven't been able to keep anything down today.
- Oh God! Why didn't you call me?
- I don't have any money on my phone... I couldn't call anyone.
Jimin cursed at himself for forgetting to charge money on your phone. It was a very dangerous move from him, especially now that you are nearing the end of your pregnancy.
- I'm having a contraction... - you panted as you clutched your abdomen, still sitting on the floor.
His hands carefully flew to rest on your stomach as he felt around. Your bump was rock-hard. He panicked. You weren't full-term yet.
- Are you sure? Maybe they are just Braxton hicks... - he held onto the last bit of hope he had.
- I'm not sure... I hope though. - you straightened your posture as the tight feeling in your stomach eased. - Chim... - tears started streaming from your eyes. - These don't feel like Braxton hicks. My baby...
- Shhh... It's alright, don't worry. We'll get you to the hospital.
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- Mrs. Park, you are now in pre-term labor, but we can give you medication that might extend your pregnancy by a few more days or weeks.
- How much does it cost? - you ask, laying in the uncomfortable hospital bed with pink and blue bands strapped around your bump, which attached little machines to your skin to detect the baby's and your vitals.
- No! She'll have it! - Jimin said with much confidence.
- Chim...
You could barely afford the hospital bills for your labor and delivery. You didn't need to add any more to that sum.
- Can we get a moment, please? - your husband addressed your doctor.
- Of course. - she walked outside.
Jimin sat down next to you on the bed, his eyes flaming as he stared at the bands and machines attached to your still small bump. At least compared to how far along you were. Baby didn't weigh much and you were supposed to work on that in the remainder of your pregnancy.
And while Jimin's stare was livid, he stroked your hand and talked in the most gentle way possible.
- You are getting that medicine. I'm not letting my baby have potential risks or even die!
- I know, Ji-
The next contraction hit you out of nowhere. You curled around your hardened stomach and gripped Jimin's shirt.
- Breathe, breathe! - he whispered.
- I know, - you started as the contraction ended. - and it's the last thing I want as well. But tell me honestly how will we pay for that. That shit is expensive and we d-don't even have baby products yet.
That's when the tears spilled.
- It's okay, - he wiped your eyes. - I'll make sure everything is perfectly fine. You'll have that medicine and won't worry about the bills. I'll sort everything out.
His tone calmed you a bit, just enough to stop crying. But it didn't free you from the concern you felt about your child's well-being.
Your husband called the doctor back in, who immediately started preparing the procedure.
- No, no! - you whined. - No needles, Chim...
- Shhh... - he stroked your hair. - Just focus on me. Think about how is you are strong now, we'll have a strong baby in a few weeks.
So you did. You were strong and the IV was in, pouring some fluid into you. You didn't look at it, but you were nauseous non the less.
Just in time, a nurse assisting the doctor shoved a bowl in front of you. You let out the contest of your stomach. You didn't know you had anything left in you, and now, vomiting with Jimin tying your back with an emergency hair tie on his wrist, then rubbing your back.
- We're going to wait now and see how your contractions turn out. If they stop, we'll do a check on the baby and determine whether you are safe to go back home or now. If they continue to progress, we'll get ready for delivery.
So you waited there in the arms of your husband. Breathing through contractions and praying. Praying that the medicine worked and that your baby is okay.
Hours went by, but the constant pains tormenting you never stopped.
- Mr. and Mrs. Park, I'm afraid there's no other solution, we have to go through with the delivery.
Your heart ached. You wished you could give your beloved child, whom you haven't seen yet but lived with everything you had, a bright future. You wanted them to grow up in comfort and love at the same time. These are things you got to experience in your life, only never at the same time. Comfort you had while in the care of your parents, but love you only ever found when comfort was taken away, with Jimin.
A strong contraction ripped through your abdomen, squeezing your helpless baby inside. Jimin was close to tears himself.
- Breath, beautiful. You've got this. - he whispered with a broken voice.
You would have thought that this little gesture (him reminding you to breath) would be useless and would only agitate you, but thanks to him you realized you've been holding your breath which didn't help with the pain. As soon as you were reminded by him you let as much air into your lungs as possible and that relieved a lot of pressure from your stomach.
At some point the pain got extremely bad. No matter what you did, walking around, or squatting, the pressure was worse than ever amd could no longer be relieved by breathing.
- Wow, that was a big one. - the nurse exclaimed as she inspected the red line on the monitor, possibly measuring the intensity of your contractions. - How do you feel about some kind of pain relief?
The word "yes" was at the very tip of your tongue, it wanted to escape faster than light travels. But a voice, that has been chanting the same word over and over again since the day of your engagement, stopped you. Money.
- What do you suggest? - your husband asked after seeing your doubtful gaze.
-No... Ugh... I- W-we can't... - you huffed in the middle of feeling your baby squirming in discomfort as your belly hardens again.
- What do you suggest? - Jimin asked again, this time with a much more impatient voice, ignoring your protests.
- At this point it would be too late for the epidural, but I would recommend either oxygen, or gas. Oxygen is great for your lung capacity, helping you with breathing, amd gas kind of works like a drug. It's completely harmless of course, it has a numbing effect, so your brain can't process pain the way it is now, making it seem less intense.
- Jim-Jimin! You no we can't-
- We'll take oxygen.
After a bit of time and a lot of convincing from your husband, the nurse brought all the equipment needed and soon you had a mask-like plastic thing in your hand. She showed you how to use it and you were good to go. You were hesitant at first, but after feeling the difference it made, you couldn't resist anymore.
Jimin was relieved to see you have some break from the constant torture. That break, however, didn't last long.
A sudden strange urge and pressure broke you from your relaxed state. Your water broke and the contractions, which brought your baby so low, came almost immediately after each other.
- I ned to PUSH! - with that last word you were pushing, there was no going back.
Jimin worriedly smacked the calling button above your head, and 3 nurses entered the room, taking their places around you like the professionals they were.
They quickly understood that you prefered being encouraged with gentle words, not like some who needed them to shout like a football coach. You were scared for your baby, who would be born prematurly into this cold world, without a warm home, without a place to sleep. Damn... you don't even have a crib yet.
The only thing that allowed you ta stay focused was the thought of your little baby being in your arms, and Jimin's heartwarming words. These two pushed you forward.
- IT BURNS! - you scream in pure agony.
- Push through it! It means you're doing it right. - one of the nurses assured.
To be honest you couldn't tell the difference between them at this point. You could barely even see, your vision was so blurred by the tears pouring down your cheeks.
- We're so close baby! So, so close. It'll all be over.
Oh how wrong he was...
Once this part comes to an end the rest and most difficult part begins.
Several pushes and one last scream later the pain faded into nothing and for the first time in your life, you smiled when a baby cried.
You remember countless times when on long plane rides a baby was close to you on an aircraft you silently cursed at all living species on Earth. You would do so again when you realize you forgot to bring your headphones, and you'd have to listen to the annoying wailing sounds of an uncontrollable infant. Now, however, it was the world's most wonderful sound.
He was alive, breathing, gunky and slimy, just covered in all kinds of birth fluids, but he was the most beautiful thing that's ever existed on this planet.
You became a mother.
A mother to a child whose father is the love of your universe. You chuckled at the silly thought. Of course, how else would it be?
Your beautiful newborn son was placed on your chest and his warmth made you forget all the hardships you've faced and the ones you'll have to face once this moment is over. He was tiny but had a healthy set of lungs and an even healthier heart, which was all you cared about. His squished face scrunched even more with his cries. You were in love for the second time in your life. You never thought your love could get bigger, you imagined becoming a mother would split your love into two, half for your husband, half for the new addition to the family. But you were so wrong!
- Our little son. - the voice of your husband pulled you out of the state of mind you were in. He pulled you out to be with him. Him and your son so you could enjoy these moments with those who matter. Who you live for.
- Thank you Jimin...
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A/n: Might make a part 2 if enough people have interest in it, because I'm curious what happens to them now 🫣
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aesthetictrait · 5 months
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The love they have for one another is so wholesome
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wiirocku · 3 months
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Luke 2:5-6 (NLT) - He took with him Mary, to whom he was engaged, who was now expecting a child.
And while they were there, the time came for her baby to be born.
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hogwartscastle · 1 year
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Daniel Radcliffe is going to be a dad!!
We all are officially old.
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coffinsister · 11 months
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*Anti-voice* "im fine with the cannibalism but incest is a step too far"
jaljskwkw unironically tho whenever antis say it's some sort of stretch to ship them I find it so funny like you guys genuinely think that's a normal siblings relationship I think you might just not have any siblings at all
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avitha · 1 year
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Expecting
Mulan & Shang (Love in War)
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kallygirlie · 4 months
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I love my life. 6 weeks along, and all my numbers are progressing well. Cody, baby, I love you, and I can't stop smiling and rubbing my belly.
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loupy-mongoose · 1 year
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WARNING: Implied vomiting.
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...He'll make it up to her...
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lilacbumps · 9 months
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It’s Been Awhile…
It’s been 9 months since I last saw you
A lot has changed.
“Hi everyone!
Thought I’d pop in for a visit 😄” she said in a cheery tone waving at you. By the look in her face nervousness hides in pure daylight. She knows it’s been so long since they all seen her and she blossomed like a peony bush. Her cheeks felt warm when she felt the baby squirm inside her belly. They’re staring at her; surprise?
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I hope everyone has a safe and Happy 4th of July!
I’ve learned a lot about myself during this time away, but I don’t want to go into detail. I am still processing a lot of what has happened.
I honestly don’t know how active I will be and what plans I have coming up as life is unpredictable.
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qahwahthoughts · 10 days
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18 March 2024: Ramadan day 8. Officially 38 weeks and counting down the days until you’re arrival💗 my heart couldn’t be fuller, alhamdulilah
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mouserissa · 14 days
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I love this idea too much :3
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smww4ever · 2 months
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Good Morning, SuperWonder
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Clark & Diana: Expectations
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You know where to see more of my pregnancy photoshoot.
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