#i want to rip my uterus out help me

[xhoneygirlxx]

he's not magic

eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: the time of the month has come and Eddie is the only person who can sooth you.

warnings: talks about menstrual cycles/blood. mentions of dying. tooth rotting fluff. Eddie is a cutie pie. pet names used; sweetheart, baby, honey. shitty writing/spelling errors; if you find any plz ignore it lolololololol.

a/n: i'm currently in so much pain from my period and the only thing i want is for someone to coddle me and tell me i'm going to be ok. i hope you guys enjoy this very small thing, it's not much and it's not good but maybe it'll help you feel good on those days when life is shit. love you all <3

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You're dying, a slow, painful, and mournful death. At this point you stopped caring, stopping all the begging you've done all morning for your life to continue. If this was how you were going out than so be it, you just wished your end had come faster.

You've already bled through two pairs of panties and two pairs of shorts, now left in your trusty period panties and an oversized shirt. Your stomach was bloated to the point it was uncomfortable, your breasts were so swollen that your chest felt like it was going to concave under the weight, and your back felt as if it was going to snap in half at any moment.

It felt like you tried everything, ibuprofen, heating pad, and propping a pillow in between your legs - none of the tricks worked. Now you were left in the fetal position, arms wrapped around your middle and knees pulled to your chest.

For the past how ever many hours you've been moaning out in pain, the stabbing feeling in your uterus just too much to handle. You're sure if someone were to walk in and see you they'd think you were insane and right now you couldn't blame them.

You did look insane, hair wild and matted to your face from all the sweat you've accumulated, voice hoarse and scratchy from all the wounded animal sounds you've made, and your face screwed up in an unflattering way.

Your phone has gone unanswered all day, the only person to have texted you was Eddie. At first it was only tik toks, small comments he thought would make you giggle, and then it turned into him updating you about his day at work, and finally worried questions about if you were okay.

You felt so fucking guilty for not responding, not telling him that you were fine but you just physically couldn't move from your crouched position. This only made you angrier, the fact that your temporarily paralyzed and are restricted from doing the things you need to do.

The fridge sits empty and in need of new groceries, laundry stays piled up by the washer where they wait to be cleaned, and Eddie is waiting for your response worrying about your well being - that is if he hasn't already contacted the national guard to track your location.

Everything is so shitty, the pain, the hurting, the guilt, the frustration. You feel like you're a balloon that's been filled up too much and is waiting to burst at the seams.

You don't have to take long before the heated tears from your eyes fall down, hitting the bridge of your nose, only to land on the pillow beneath your head. It's not a violent cry, at least not yet, just frustrated tears that seem to slip away from their barricade.

You don't even notice the front door of your apartment opening or the sound of Eddie calling for your name, only focusing on the pulsating of your uterus that debilitates your body.

"Fuck, baby I've been worried about you," You don't even turn and look at him, your eyes are still harshly closed. By the sound of his voice you know he's out of breath, brown curls probably wild from the speed of his running.

"Shit, sweetheart, are you okay?" The worry in his voice hits right on the spiderweb crack, shattering you into a million little pieces.

You can't hold it back, the wailing that rips from your throat is something close to bone chilling. Tears streams from your eyes without relent, whole body shaking from the cries that rip from your body.

It doesn't take more than thirty seconds to feel the bed dip as your boyfriend crawls into bed next to you. He doesn't think twice before pulling you in, one arm wrapped around your back and the other soothing down your hair on the side of your head.

"It's okay, baby. M'here, you're okay." Eddie coos and it's like music to your ears.

The warmth from his body fills you in a way your heating pad couldn't. Even with the mucus that fills your nose you catch a whiff of his scent, smoke, pine, and outside -undoubtedly him. His calloused hand runs soothingly up and down your back, allowing your bones to relax into his touch.

Eddie doesn't have to ask, he knows you better than you know yourself, and the way your scrunched up on your bed and crying he knows that you've been battling your pain all day.

"Sweetheart, you have to breath. Can you do that for me? Take one big deep breath, s'all I want, okay?"

You nod your head against his chest, following the way his chest moves as he demonstrates for you. Between hiccupped breaths and streaming tears, you allow your lungs to fill up with as much air as you can take in, releasing it right after in one long exhale.

"Good job, baby. Did such a good job f'me." Eddie's being soft with you, a side of him he only allows you to see and no one else.

You let his praise melt over you, soaking it right up like the plants in a drought. For the first time since you woke up you feel lighter, something you only feel when Eddie's by you. The cramps that have been going nonstop have finally subsided, the presence of your boyfriend scaring them away.

"It hurt so bad, Eds. S'really bad today." Your voice is shaky, as if one wrong move and you can break out into another sob.

"I know, honey, but it's okay. I'm gonna take care of you, kay? I'm gonna make it all better."

You both know that he has no control over what your body decides to do but just the promise alone has your worries easing away. Your body relaxes into him, your knees slowly falling down to their normal position until your laying right up against him.

"On a scale from one to ten, where are you at?" You take a moment to think about it, really evaluating the squeezing of your organs.

"Was a ten but now it's like a seven."

Eddie hums, his hand still soothing up and down your back. A small pause settles over his words, like he's trying to wrack his brain for the next action he's going to make so you can feel better.

"How 'bout you get some rest, then when you get up we'll get you something to eat? Sound okay?" You nod again, too tired to form any sort of response.

Eddie acknowledges your response with a kiss to the top of your head, making you hum in content when he does. It doesn't take long for the tiredness of your body to settle over you, quiet snores coming from your nose in no time.

Even if his arms fall asleep and his back feels stiff, Eddie stays there with you, soothing you in your sleep to ensure that your pain stays at bay. When you do wake up he's right there, waiting for you with some water and more medicine before helping you into the shower.

He's not magic and he has no idea what to do when it comes to woman's health but Eddie Munson will be damned if a period makes his girl cry like that again.

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#eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x you #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x female reader

[deaddovedecadence]

(Guess which fucker is suffering from his uterus again? ME! Bevcucase I am suffering you get to hear how I think each member of the batfam (sibs only cause im mad at bruce rn for something he did in another story)would deal with you aggressively swearing at the Universe)

*Transmasc Reader on their period headcanons*

Dick Grayson

“I am going to stab a motherfucker in the throat and sacrifice them to the sun god if means he’ll end my pain”

surprised af, looks at you like you’re crazy

mildy concerned that you’re muttering under your breath swearing vengeance at the universe for giving you a period (apparently the uterus thing is fine but the period thing isn’t?)

Eventually asks what’s wrong and when you tell him that everything hurts, he’s very much going ooh and calling up babs to ask for some help with managing your pain. Once that’s happened he takes you to his room because his mattress is heated and wraps himself around you for a nap

Jason Todd

“If one more person tests me I’m telling Damian that they pissed me off”

He’s surprised with the viciousness of your throat and then pissed when he realizes that you have his favorite hoodie

you have to give him all the puppy eyes in the world to convince him that you need it and it smells like him and that makes it safe.

He understands better then a lot of people because his working girls complain to him when they see him.

helps your make even more creative threats because it’s funny to watch the horror on dick’s face when he hears them.

Cassandra Cain

“I’m going to rip out my uterus and feed it to the ground”

Dies laughing to herself at the absolute violence you threaten yourself with too make the pain stop then scolds you for threatening to hurt yourself

you explain to her that you aren’t actually going to hurt yourself and that you’re just in pain and severely dysphoric.

To combat this, Cass calls you brother (well signs it aggressively) while she cuddles with you in Dick’s bed (it’s the best bed okay!)

Tim Drake

“I hate my everyone and everything”

Finds you crying, and swearing at your body in front of the mirror. Immediately goes into damage control mode, bundling you away from the mirror and calling bart, because Bart’’s also trans and ergo he might know how to help with your freak out.

Bart has to stop Tim from freaking out and very patiently explains to him that sometimes bouts of dysphoria happen and there is nothing that anyone can do about them. Tim ends up asking again if you want to start t and when you say no, he just sits with you on the ground while you come back to yourself

Duke Thomas

“Fuck these motherfucking cramps,”

As the only other trans person in the manor (though Duke is agender to your transmasc) you feel a special kind of bond with him. He makes you feel comfortable and safe when your skin is itchy and all you want to do is explode

Laughs at you swearing at your cramps, and offers you some aleve and a heat pad. The two of you watch an anime together and argue about ship wars. It’s great!

Damian Al-Ghul Wayne

“I am going to rip out the universe’s entrails and give them to damian as a gift”*

Thinks that it’s perfectly reasonable to be angry at your body for failing you.

Makes you spar to get all of the anger that lives inside of you out. It’s very funny to watch the two of you. scream in different languages as you attempt to beat dummies into a pulp

He of everyone understands that it’s hard to keep control of anger and keeps you start to notice when your hold on it is fraying

*(the line that inspired everything)

#yandere batfam #dark batfam #yandere batman #yandere batfamily #dark batfamily #batfam #yandere dick grayson #yandere jason todd #yandere cassandra cain #yandere tim drake #yandere duke thomas #yandere damian wayne #gender dysphoria #period tw #yandere writing prompts #yandere #yandere platonic #platonic yandere #batboy tag #my voices and hands; are all i have (original work)

[m00nlight-ramblings]

Happy to Help

Your first period after joining the companions is causing some serious problems for you. Gale is happy to help alleviate some of your pain.

Pairings: Gale x reader who gets a period (no romance)

Warnings: reader gets period, mention of blood and pain.

Word Count: 1.34k

Requested: yes

A/N: graphic created by me. I do not give permission for my work (both writing and graphic) to be used without my permission.

The pain in your stomach burned as you tried to steady your breathing, creating a small "o" with your mouth. Your hand kept laying against your stomach even though you knew you wouldn't get much relief from anything at the moment.

"Gods..." You huffed, squeezing your eyes shut. Your lower stomach lurched in a stab of pain, causing you to groan. Digging your heels into the bedding of your mattress, you tried to quiet your groan so that the rest of your companions wouldn't hear.

Of course, you thought glumly, the pain consuming your thoughts, Of course I'd get my period within the first few weeks of travelling with these new people, and of course it would be one of the worst ones I'd had in a while.

You knew it would have arrived sooner or later, but you were really hoping for the later option. Well...in all honesty, you were kind of hoping that your period would just disappear somehow now that you were on the most important mission of your life, but that was neither here nor there. Having your period was annoying enough when you were in the comforts of your home in Baldur's Gate, where you could properly rest with the right elixirs and cures. But now that travelling and fighting and rations were involved? Gods, cleaning the rags was enough of a hassle, never mind trying to push the shooting pain away while invading a goblin camp.

Straining against the blankets you wrapped in, you scrunched your face to try and (fruitlessly) ease the pain. The water you had dipped your cloth in to lay on your stomach had turned cold, and you didn't feel like exuding any of the little effort you had left to try and heat it up again at the fire.

Suddenly, there was a rapping on your tent flap. Gently you called, "Come in", but stayed laying on your bedding. Gale strode inside your tent, dressed in his nightwear. He tied your tent flap closed and awkwardly stood near the entrance.

"Hello. I wanted to come check on you," He said, his hands clasped behind his back. He took a step towards you, a soft smile on his face, "I know you're in pain-"

"Suffering," You corrected him, allowing yourself to be fully over-dramatic because fucking hells having your period was awful, "Not just in pain, I'm suffering."

"Sure, yes, suffering..." Gale's cheeks turned pink, "Well...I know that you are suffering, so I wanted to check on you. Can I get you anything? Admittedly, I obviously know nothing of the pain that menstruation can cause, but if I can help aid you in any way, I would be more than happy to help." He eventually ended up sitting on the stool next to your cot, gently resting one of his hands on mine. Your stomach lurched again and without thinking you grabbed his hand, squeezing it so hard you watched his fingers turn purple. He grimaced, but didn't make a sound.

"If you could rip my uterus out, that would be great." You spoke through gritted teeth, breathing heavily.

Gale chuckled lightly while shaking his head. He reached out to touch the water bowl by your cot, "Gods, this water is freezing. Here," With much struggle he ripped his hand from your death grip and hovered it over the water. He murmured a few words under his breath and suddenly the water started to steam, "Where is your rag?"

Silently, you nodded your head towards the rag on the trunk next to your bed. You closed your eyes again as you heard Gale take the rag and dip it in the water. He gently moved your hand away from your stomach and lifted your sleep shirt up and you felt the heat of the rag lay across your stomach. Breathing a sigh of relief, you opened your eyes again to look at Gale.

"Thank you," You spoke quietly, trying to offer a smile, "And...sorry for basically breaking your fingers."

He chuckled again and worked to spread the cloth across the entirety of your bloated stomach, "What is a little pain if I know I'm helping?"

"Do you speak so poetically as a way to let everyone know you're smart?" You asked, happy to feel some relief for the first time in an hour.

Gale's eyebrows shot up, "But...I am smart."

"We know."

"My fondness of poetry bleeds into my real life, I will admit," He said, leaning back a bit, "I cannot help if my tongue is practiced in more ways than one."

"Well now you're just bragging."

Gale laughed heartily, his eyes sparkling. Looking at you, his laugh subsided, but his smile remained. "I must say, I am very happy you decided to pull me out of that portal. Not just because you saved my life, but also because it is nice having you around camp. Your humor is a stark contrast to the doom and gloom that Lae'zel and Shadowheart tend to bring."

"When I'm no squeezing the hells out of your hands, you mean." You joked. Suddenly, pain seized your stomach again and you winced, groaning. Gale sighed and gently pressed the warm rag on your stomach.

"Well, if this is the worst that you bring to camp, I'll take it. You can't help what your body subjects you to," He removed the cloth and put his hand on your stomach, "If you'll allow me, I may be of some assistance-"

"Yes. Gods, yes. Whatever kind of magic you're about to do on my body to stop this, please do." You interrupted him, eyes wide. He nodded.

"Now, I must warn you, this is only temporary, so please don't think that I can completely...end this suffering. But, I'll do what I can!" He clapped his hands, rubbing them together. You nodded as you watched Gale close his eyes, eventually placing his hands on your stomach again.

As Gale spoke his incantation, a magical hum spread throughout the tent, and a dull light sprouted from his palms. Though the pain didn't subside, you felt a tingling sensation where his hands lay, and the strange sensation caused you to close your eyes. Suddenly, as quick as it started, it was over, and you waited.

There was no pain.

Absolutely none.

"Gale..." You said, cautiously sitting up, "Gods, you're a miracle worker! I don't feel anything!" You smiled and couldn't help but wrap your arms around him, squeezing him tight, "Thank you! Oh, thank you!"

Gale chuckled and pulled back, nodding, "Like I said, it's only temporary...but it should be enough relief for you to get some sleep. No need to thank me - I'm more than happy to do it." He stood up slowly from the stool and noticed the basket full of your soiled rags in the corner, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I will be taking those to the river to wash."

"What? No, you don't have to do that. I'm pain-free now, so I can do it. Besides, it's my blood, and-"

Gale put up a hand to silence you, "Absolutely not. You-" He poked in-between your chest with a quick finger, "Need to rest. I may not know everything about this, but I know it takes quite a lot out of you. And we need our best ranger to be in tip-top shape. Besides," He moved towards the small basket, picking it up and resting it on his hip, "A little blood never scared me. Now...get back in bed. I will bring these back to you tomorrow. See you in the morning."

You stood watching him as he gave one final smile and left your tent. Happily - and gratefully - you flopped back down into your cot, sighing contently. Finally, some relief! You fell to sleep quickly due to the exhaustion, the smile staying on your face until the early hours of the morning.

At the creek that surrounded the camp, as he washed your rags, Gale's smile matched yours, happy to help.

#bg3 #bg3 gale #gale fanfic #gale headcanons #gale oneshot #gale headcanon #gale fan fiction #baldurs gate 3 #gale x reader #gale of waterdeep #baldurs gate gale #gale dekarios #gale x tav

[skywlker-sluvtt]

hi theree im on my period and i was thinking about period sex with anakin would be good rn 🤭 i was wondering if youre comfortable with it you could write something for it?

no pressure haha

HIIIII YOU'RE MY FIRST REQUEST SO THANK YOUU!!!! We're twinning cause I'm on mine too and the cramps are crazy. I wrote a lil one shot thingy and I'm not superrrr proud of it but I tried so lmk what you think. feedback is always appreciated and this is just a bunch of my weird thoughts poorly written out 😘

Warnings: Period sex lmao so 18+!!! Smutty stuff be warned, poorly edited

Word count: 1.1k

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You stifle a small groan shifting uncomfortably into fetal position to try and prevent the cramping and aching in your lower back and abdomen. Waking up with your period had to be one of the worse things in this galaxy. Another wave of pressure ripped through your stomach and you winced. Even after a warm shower the pain never subsided it got even worse. Anakin had been stirring in his sleep slightly before he rolled to his side pressing his body against yours and resting his hand on your belly sensing the built-up tension resting there. Lazily you cover his hand with your own and pressed it into your abdomen to relieve the pain. “What’s wrong love?” He mumbled. Anakin’s morning voice was deep and scratchy just listening to it might alleviate the pain you felt. “My period” You mumbled curling into a tighter ball.

His warm hand slipped under your thin singlet to rub where it hurt the most. “I’ll get you your hot water bottle” Anakin said slowly getting up. “Please?” You smile a little as he pressed a kiss to your cheek and got out of your shared bed. You watched with a little smile as he yawned and rolled his shoulders all the muscles in his back rippled as he exited the room. He’s so pretty. The smile on your face only lasted a second before another pang of pain hit you making you let out a groan and press on your stomach harder. Anakin returned after a few minutes with the bottle wrapped in a towel and he helped you tuck it tight against your body before returning behind you to give you emotional support. “Love you so much” You whispered. “I love you more” He grinned kissing the shell of your ear.

“Y’know I read about something that’s meant to greatly help period pains” He mentioned squeezing your hips. “What?” “Sex” He smirked. You giggled a little at the thought. “Anakin first of all that’s disgusting. Two I think you made that up and three I look hideous right now I’m sure you wouldn’t want to put yourself through that” You teased. Anakin sat up slightly and rested his head in the palm of his robotic hand before gently guiding your face to look at him. “I happen to think you look gorgeous in the morning” He grinned. “I happen to think you’re a dirty liar” He chuckled at your words and kissed you. “Let me try, I think it would relieve both of us” Anakin continued. “M’just trying to help baby, I wanna pull the pain out of your uterus with my dick” He teased making you giggle at his dumb analogy. “You’re weird Anakin,” You told him rolling your eyes.

“It might help Y/N we can just try” Anakin shrugged biting down on his bottom lip ever so softly telling you how much he wanted to do it. It might actually take away some of the pain and help your hormones release or something like that. “Fine but if it gets too bloody and gross I’m done” You replied. A smile grew across his face and you returned a similar grin. “Promise I’ll make you feel so good” He whispered leaning down to kiss you more passionately. You reached up to slide your fingers through his messy hair and rolled on your back. After a few minutes, Anakin pulled back to get you naked. He slid your panties down your thighs giving them a firm squish. “Good girl, lift your hips” He guided, you did as he asked feeling more and more aroused by the second. Anakin took the towel off the water bottle and folded it neatly underneath you then positioned himself between your thighs.

“Ani please” You sighed as he leaned back down to kiss you caging you between his arms. Another ache racked your stomach and you bucked your hips toward his. “Anakin please it hurts” You whispered. “Yeah yeah, sorry baby” He grinned. “Just wanna go straight to it?” He asked. “Please yeah” You nodded wanting to reduce the pain as fast as possible. He sat up and lined himself up with your entrance with a delighted smile and slowly pushed in leaning down to kiss you in the process. You both let out little gasps at the feeling, it felt extra sensitive you could almost feel every ridge and curve on his hard dick. You moved your hands across his back and he sighed. “How is it?” He asked. “Really good” You confirmed before he started moving, starting steady and long thrusts.

Your pain slowly subsided feeling as though his cock was able to massage the pain from inside of you. “Ani” You moaned, you’re whole body felt sensitive as he ran his hands from your tits down to your waist guiding your body to move with his. “Stars Y/N why didn’t we do this sooner?” He smirked looking down at the mess you’d both created. It made him harder to see the blood on the towel below both of you. Anakin focused on deepening his strokes taking his time to make the pain disappear. The cramps were replaced with pleasure as you felt the familiar knot grow making you clench tighter around him squeezing your eyes shut. “You look so sexy when you do that” Anakin groaned. “Kiss me” You whimpered.

Anakin gladly did pressing his lips to yours in a hot sloppy kiss. “Faster” You whispered to him. As he sped up he continued to whisper things against your lips. “God baby we’re gonna do this every single day you’re bleeding” He smirked. “Please Ani c-close,” You said arching your hips closer to his no longer feeling any cramping. “Maker, I’m gonna stuff you so full of my cum it’ll be the only thing coming out of you” He continued leaning back to grip your hips with one hand and fuck you harder. Anakin began to play with your clit rubbing it in tight circles. The sound of your high-pitched whines made him twitch inside of you before long moans spilled from both your lips and his cum coated your insides. He continued to try and fuck you through it his thrusts becoming sloppy he slowed.

Your chest moved up and down quickly as you recovered from your huge orgasm. Anakin hung his head low against your shoulder rubbing circles on your hip. “Did that help?” He asked softly. “More than helped shit” You sighed now rubbing his scalp he smiled wide and sat up to look at you and press a gentle kiss to your wet lips. “How messy is it?” You grinned. “Just a bit” He lied glancing down at the red pooling between your thighs with a little smirk.

#anakin skywalker #anakin smut #anakin x you #anakin fluff #anakin x reader #star wars smut #star wars #revenge of the sith #the clone wars #first one shot

[youkaiyume]

Hello, it's been a while since I did a rant. But WARNING for gross medical things:

SO it turns out my old nemesis the ovarian cysts have plagued me again. I found out about three weeks ago when a weird pain wouldn't leave my pelvis and went to urgent care and they suggested a CT scan. ONLY! for my insurance to deny me cuz they think I needed more probable cause for one so my doctor just recommended I go to the ER (which ironically is way more expensive for insurance to pay for than a simple CT scan but they did it to themselves lol).

Turns out I have cysts on BOTH of my ovaries FUN. But the left one is very concerningly big and probably needs to be removed but I can only do so by getting an approval of an OBGYN. So after finding one and waiting for my blood tests to come back so she can determine if she can surgically remove it--

YESTERDAY I had a SUDDEN AND SEVERE pain that hit me. I was at a solid 10 on that pain scale and vomiting and sweating so I drove myself to the ER again for the second time in two weeks. Frustratingly, the MALE doctor came back and was just like "well it looks like while we were doing your ultrasound you weren't consistently experiencing pain" which I was ready to bite his head off because let me tell you. While I was laying stretched out letting them do the ultrasound I was in the worst pain the ENTIRE time. And it was not a short ultrasound. It lasted over 20 mins and even after they asked me if I could survive sitting through the vaginal ultrasound after which would be another 25 mins. And those are painful just for the stick poking around in your yoohoo alone. I begged for pain relievers and when I described it they were like "oh that's labor level pains"

SO Mr. I don't have a Uterus doctor, DON'T TELL ME that your machine says I wasn't in pain. He even hit me with a "well I don't know what your pain tolerance is" as if to minimize or make me feel like I was overblowing what I was feeling. Like, fuck that guy. But because technically the imaging showed that the cysts haven't ruptured or caused my ovaries to twist it was considered "non emergent" and so the just gave me painkillers and then sent me home and reiterated that the only way I could get it removed at this point was to beg my OBGYN and convince her it was an emergency. In the meantime it was "oh you'll have to live with LABOR LIKE PAINS 24/7 until they let you have surgery." In the meantime they said I should only return to the ER after I've took all my pain meds and my pain doesn't improve OR if something worse happens. like a rupture.

WHICH btw are the exact same symptoms I have today so I was like how will I know cuz I can't imagine a worse pain than this one to which they were like "shrug"

I was in tears. Oh but it gets EVEN BETTER. Called my OBGYN this morning and she said my blood tests came back and that unfortunately they detected higher than usual levels of cancer markers in the cyst so that means she can't surgically remove them for me, she has to foist me to an Oncologist so THEY can remove it. She tries to say it doesn't necessarily MEAN cancer but hnnnnnggg that does not help with my anxiety at the moment.

Now calling the Oncologist to make an appointment today was a whole ordeal itself cuz their system kept going to voicemail so I had to call all the departments until they finally let me through but I had to run back to the hospital to try to get my Ultrasound discs for them. But even then they were like "your appointment isn't until next Wednesday" because THATS when the doctor meanders into work. So I'm like OH so like, in the meantime what if something happens??? And they're like well you gotta call back your OBGYN to see if you have other options. Which turns out she is also out. Until Tuesday. So I'm like. Guess I'll die then!

I don't even want kids!!! These ovaries have caused me nothing but trouble!!! Please rip them from my body!!

#And you know when you have nothing to do but curl up and google ovarian cancer #AND it tells you that the longest living patients on average live up to five years #it does make you spiral a bit #I feel like these entire two weeks the entire medical system won't believe me when I say it's an emergency #you sit here with this pain then #you do it #text post #rant #gross medical things

[luvneymar]

(2/2) FOREVER AND ALWAYS — NEYMAR JR

SUMMARY: You and your best friend have been in-love with each other since forever, one day you both get drunk and you end up pregnant

PARING: teen!neymar x teen!reader

NOTE: I changed the ages so Davi could be younger & this was posted pretty late so if there’s any spelling errors or anything pls lemme know! 🫶

“You’re almost there baby-girl! Keep pushing.” Your mother sent words of encouragement as you squeezed the life out of her’s & Neymar’s hands, you were pushing out a baby with a head the size of the moon.

“I can’t! He can just stay in my uterus! It’s safer & it’s better for everyone!” You shook your head side to side curling your toes as you were in so much pain & discomfort you were sure you’d explode.

“Also I’m pretty sure I pooped on the midwife’s hand, so sorry.” You shouted out really fast before returning to screaming in pain & squeezing your boyfriend’s hand as hard as you could.

“It’s okay baby, you can do this. I believe in you!” Neymar sent encouraging words your way which just annoyed him, you didn’t have a huge head when you were a baby so this definitely had to be the genetics of none other than Neymar.

“You shut up! Just shut up! Who asked you to develop such a huge head? Now my vagina is going to rip into one huge whole because of you!” As you cursed him out you hadn’t even notice you had been slightly pushing the whole time which finally remove your large headed baby from your vagina.

You suddenly didn’t feel as much pain as you felt a few seconds ago which confused you until you felt pressure on your chest as you heard a crying baby lay on your chest. “Baby you did it.” Neymar whispered as he wiped the excess sweat off your forehead as you cradled your crying son.

“He’s so beautiful.” You cried out as you took in the fact that not only you survived the attack on your vagina but you were now a mother; to a huge headed baby. Neymar kissed you on the cheek as you both obsessed over your newborn son. “Alright mama, we’ve gotta clean him up. You did great.”

As your OB took your son out of the room to do whatever medical stuff they needed to do for him Neymar wrapped his hands around you pulling you in for a hug as you cried taking in what just happened.

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That was 4 years ago, within those 4 years you became a well respected actress while Neymar continued to chase after his football career & had become a hotshot football player. You both had your ups & downs but you both had made it work.

You had just finished shooting the film “Avengers; Infinity War” & were preparing to attend the premiere, or at-least trying too. Davi kept throwing a tantrum about how he didn’t want to wear this, he was hungry, he was tired all the typical 4 year old problems.

Fortunately the help of your husband who your son practically worshipped you all managed to get dressed without too much of a hitch. “Davi baby are you ready to go?”

“Yes!” Your son smiled up at you as he offered you a soggy warm cracker he had been holding in his palm for the past few minutes. You took the cracker & tucked it into your purse before picking up your son. “Let’s go baby, your daddy is waiting in the car.”

Once you both arrived to where the car was parked & settled in the driver at the front had begun to drive you leaned into your husband giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks for coming with me.”

“Don’t thank me baby, I always want to celebrate your success.” Neymar replied as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder pulling you in as he kissed your forehead, you smiled at his action as you leaned into his chest.

You closed your eyes as you listening to his heartbeat not aware that you fallen asleep in that exact position until your soon who was sitting beside you had nudged you in your side. “Mommy we’re here.” He whispered in your ear .

“Thank you for waking me up baby.” As you got up you wiped the crumbs that were decorated all across your sons face as well as checking your face for any smudges or marks. “Ney baby we’re ready.”

“Alright.” He answered as he opened the door revealing multiple cameras flashes & screaming people, you picked up your son from his armpit and mad your way out of the car shielding his eyes from the blinding lights.

As you all made your way down the red carpet and onto the photo booth area you were met with multiple reporters waiting to interview different actors & actresses about any topic they could conjure up.

As Neymar was pulled away by other reporters you made your way to the entrance of the building barely making it before being pulled away by a reporter with exceptionally bright teeth. “Hi there (Name)! I can see here you brought your son to the premiere!”

“Yes I did. He’s super excited to be here. He wants to meet Thor.” You answered smiling at your son who was completely oblivious to what was going on as he stared into the camera that was recording his mother.

“Thor?” The moment you mentioned Thor he begun to look around trying to find his favourite superhero thinking he was around him.

“Yes Thor honey.” You smiled at him pulling at his soft cheek as he continued to snack on his crackers getting crumbs on your dress, not that you minded of course.

“Such a cute child, (Name) you played the role of the Scarlet Witch correct?” The reporter smiled at Davi before turning to face you something weird hiding behind her smile.

“Yes I did. Is there a question in there?” You asked not paying any attention to the reporter as you son begun to fuss feeling overwhelmed by all the noises. “Yes, how did the casting for the role go?”

“Actually I didn’t go through a casting process, I was personally asked to play the role.” You answered turning to smile at the reporter quickly before turning back to your son feeding him more snacks to keep him calm.

“Really? So in your opinion—” Just as the reporter was going to say something Neymar had come out of nowhere interrupting them.

“My love, there you are.” Neymar kissed yours & Davi’s cheek as he wrapped his hand around your waist other hand used to wipe crumbs from his sons face.

“Neymar! Would you like to—!” The reporters face perks up seeing Neymar enter your interview. “I am so sorry but we have to get going, the premier is about to start & my son is getting cranky.”

“But I still—”

“Thank you so much for your time.” You thanked the reporter before walking away silently thanking God for Neymar’s timing, it wasn’t a secret that multiple people assumed you only had your success because your husband was a famous footballer.

You never felt the need to correct them simply because you have proven yourself side the beginning of your career & you still continue to by snagging large roles in movies like these ones.

“Thank you I knew she was going to ask the most foolish question on earth.” You kissed your husband on his cheek as you let your son down letting him walk his own. Neymar laughed at your statement before shuffling his son towards his seat in the dark building.

As you all say in your seats waiting for the movie to begin your co-worker; Christ Hemsworth shuffled past you trying to get to his seat which was right beside you. “Hey Chris!” You whisper shouted using Davi’s hand to wave.

“(Name)! Hey! You brought your family!” He whispered back as he exchanged in a manly fist bump with Neymar who sat right beside you, as you both exchanged pleasantries you were interrupted by your son who sat in your lap staring at your co-worker in awe.

“Are you Thor? The superhero?” He asked staring up at him with his big brown eyes as he gripped Chris’s suit jacket getting some crumbs on it. “Why yes I am little man!”

“Really?” Davi squealed out smiling brightly excited to meet his favourite superhero, you laughed at his reaction knowing all the times you had to rematch marvel movies because he wanted to see Thor.

“Really!” Chris replied, as soon as he did Davi begun to fuss trying to leave your lap wanting to spend time with his favourite superhero instead, you complied knowing it would allow you to spend more time with your husband who was snacking on his peanuts.

“Are you okay with this?” You asked him not sure if he felt used or as if you were dumping your child into him for a free night out. “Are you kidding? Me & him are gonna have a blast. Don’t worry about him.”

“Thanks Chris, I owe you one.” Hearing that reassured you as you heard your sons voice fade into the background you turned to your husband. “As for you mister.”

“Finally some attention from my wife, seems like everyone needs her attention.” He peeled his eyes from the screen and onto you placing his peanuts into your purse. “Not anymore, we are all alone.”

Hearing that was like music to his ears, you both loved your son but ever since he was born your guys hadn’t been as intimate as you could’ve been if you had waited to have him.

“Isn’t Davi beside you?” Neymar leaned over checking the seat beside you. “Nope, Chris took him down a row or two to be closer to the screen.” You explained as you pulled your husband in for a quick kiss.

“So do you wanna find a bathroom?” He asked preparing to get up as he loosened his tie looking around to see if anyone or cameras were on them. “No! We’re watching the movie!”

You slapped his shoulder laughing quietly as you realized that the movie had just begun, you both turned to face the screen as you intertwine fingers holding hands.

—

Once the lights turned on the movie had needed you stood up almost stumbling over as your leg had fell asleep, Neymar had shot up to catch you stopping you from falling onto the person in-front of you. “Careful.”

“Thanks baby.” You pulled him in holding his cheek as you kissed both of them before going to find your son Neymar not that far behind you. Once you arrived to Chris’s row you had noticed that he had fell asleep in his arms.

“When he fell asleep you should’ve brought him back to me, thank you so much Chris.” Neymar bent down to pick up Davi from Chris’s arms who stood up to stretch the moment his child duty as relived.“My pleasure, you guys have such a funny kid. Stay safe guys.”

Once Chris begun walking away you shook your son awake slightly as you walked right behind him going to the same exit. “You wanna say bye to Thor sweetie?”

“Bye bye!” Davi yelled out waving his hand back and forth at Chris as he turned around and waved goodbye smiling before pushing the exit door open holding it open for Neymar to take, as Neymar held the door open you conversed with your son. “Did you enjoy the movie?”

“Yes! Mommy can we watch it again at home?”

“Oh boy.” You sighed chuckling at what was about to go down once again.“It hasn’t come out on TV yet baby.” You replied shortly hoping it’d end his constant train of questioning.

“Aww…”

“But Mommy can act it out for us! Did you see Mommy on the screen?” Neymar interrupted igniting the fire of Davi’s obsession with Marvel, you wanted to twist his lips off knowing every time you watched the marble series as a family he’d fall asleep.

“Yeah, Mommy can you act it out for us?”

“I’ll see what I can do.” You said while laughing as you took Davi from Neymar to place him in his car seat, once he was secure in his seat you sat beside him with Neymar going to sit on the other side of the car.

Once you all were settled & the driver had begun to drive Davi was out like a light soon after leaving you and Neymar in comfortable silence.

“Did you like the movie?” You asked breaking the silence as you turned to him reaching your hand out for him to take, he took your hand & caressed you knuckles with his thumb.

“Of course I did, I’m so proud of you my love. You’ve come so far.” Neymar kissed the back of your hand as he rambled on about how proud of you he was, your heart melted at his praises as you smiled brightly unable to mask your happiness.

“Well I couldn’t have done it without you, thank you for always supporting me.” Neymar smiled back at you small blush on his face, he turned to face the window not letting go of your hand before continuing, “I love you.”

“I’m not on rewatching duty though, you have to do that.” You reminded turning to look out the window small smirk on your face that didn’t go unnoticed. “Whatever.” He replied letting go of your hand to grab your face kissing you all over before finishing with a quick kiss to your lips.

“I love you too, I guess.” You grumbled happily before pulling him by his chin for another quick kiss.

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We're Safe With You

Damian Wayne X Pregnant! Wife! Reader

Warnings:suggestive content, graphic childbirth, angst, checking dilatation, suggestive content and explicit language..

Words:1454

Damian and Y/N must go into hiding while she is pregnant with their daughter.

Damian stepped into the safe house after ensuring no threats followed them. He steps into the bedroom. He sees her standing there in her ankle length f/c night dress.

Since they had left.. Her hair had grown long down past her shoulders. She had a sweet smile on her beautiful face and her soft hands placed on her bump.

He could tell by the way their precious baby had grown she was likely due to give birth soon..... She was a lot closer than what he thought.

".. Is there something I can do for you?" he kindly asked.

His heart ripped in two seeing her tears welp up. He knew she was scared and that she missed their family just as he did.

He slowly stepped to his lover "I'm so sorry habibi"

"this wasn't your fault Damian. You have kept our baby and I safe all this time. We're going to be OK"

She wraps her arms over his shoulders and hugged him. Damian bends his back to kiss her neck and then her lips. As one thing led after another... He laid on his side, and Y/N laid on her back. He kisses her forehead. He holds her hand gazing into her eyes.

"that was.. So perfect" she said with a kind smile

Damian softly laughed kissing her as his instinctively cupped her face.

".. I need to..." she sighed annoyed "I uh I need to go to the bathroom.."

"ok, let me help you" he insisted

He helps her out of the bed to stand onto her feet.

He watched his love leave into the bathroom. He wanted her with him, for every morning until he died. To wake beside her. To hold her.

Damian takes a deep breath letting his worriedly anxiety be heard. He slips on his underwear and then green pants.

He takes his shirt only to hear a whimper of pain leave from the bathroom. He drops his shirt and opens the door seeing her.

She was gripping the counter in pain. He steps to her to take her hands into his own. She began moaning as the contraction came to her.

"breath my love. Hold onto me and breathe" he encourages

She follows through her breathing exercises.

"there was b-blood.. D-Dami it-it's happening.. I.. I" her voice became fearful.

"shhh it's OK, don't be frightened. I know I know. I promise I won't let anything happen to you--" he cups her bump "or our baby"

His words always felt like she was hearing into his heart. Damian guides her to the bed to help her sit down.

He kisses her forehead. Y/N never felt such a pain like this. Damian looked at her clothes knowing she was certainly not going to be able to where them or any as of yet.

Knowing that their baby was beginning to come into the world. He kisses her bump feeling... Anxious. Though he had to be strong and he had to help her.

Damian took a hair tie and bobby pins from her purse. He sits in front of her. She leans against his chest as he began to braid her hair... Backwards. He tied the end of her neatly braided hair and then twisted it into a cute bun.

"thank you" she mumbled

"you're welcome" he smiled kissing her neck "you know I love your hair long. It's very beautiful" he compliments

She squeezed his hand in a attempt to say thank you. In one smooth motion Damian moved to his feet. He helps her lay down on her side.

"I'll be back, I want you to try to relax as much as you can, OK?"

She only nods to her love. Damian departs for the bathroom. He turns the water on to the perfect temperature.

Beforehand he had educated himself on childbirth so he could somehow understand or sympathize what his lover was going to go through. Now it served a greater purpose. Damian was going to see his daughter. His baby girl.

"DAMIAN!!!!"

He runs fastly to her. She is now in a, crouched position while standing and, cradling her bump. A terrible pain came to her uterus again. He moved her arms to drape over his shoulders. She yelped.

Just then a gush of liquid mixed with blood left in between her legs. He didn't have to ask to know what that meant.

"can you walk?" he simply asked

She let a disgruntled no. He lifts her into his arms. She laid her head on his shoulder. He carried her into the calming bathroom.

He laid her in the tub. She laid her head back on the rolled towel against the rim of the tub, he had placed there. She grips his arms tightly wincing heavily.

He remained perfectly still, the pain she was in made him feel defenseless. Her face tensed in not pain but in turmoil.

"that is not pain, physically at least" he tenderly said

"I.. I am so scared...."

"shhh shh I know I'm not a Dr and I wish I could do more. You're so strong and you are going to get through this I promise.."

She winces her contraction preventing her from speaking. Damian let her tightly hold his hands. She began shivering in pain.

"I'm going to check your dilatation"

She nods to him unable to form words through her pain. He moves to the end of the tub, where her legs were spread. He rubbed her legs and kissed her knee. Damian checks her dilation.

"you're at 7 centimeters.." he said

"hmmm how did you know to check?" she weakly asked

"research.." he answered wiping his hand on a cloth.

"that's reassuring..." she softly chuckled "I think this is how we conceived D/N"

"Beloved shut up!" he yelled laughing remembering too much of that beautiful moment.

"sorry" she chuckled.

"I like D/N" he smiled.

"good" she smiled her eyes tired

He tried to pamper her in the best way he could. He messaged her sore spots and her back.... Her contractions were becoming more close together.

"you're at ten centimeters" he told her.

"ooooh!!" she moaned "AHHHH!!" she then screamed as tears now went down her face.

"breathe Y/N" he encouraged she did as he said "now give me a good push habibi!"

"ARGHH!!!" she yelled pushing

.....

"her head is out breathe for a moment and then one last push. You're doing great!"

She took heavy breaths and then pushes again. She screamed heavily out and then gasped as her child was now out. She began to pant with sobbing tears. Damian catches the babe lifting her out of the water.

D/N began crying her first tears in the world. Y/N began to stutter as she covered her sweat and tear, covered face.

Damian laughs overwhelmed with so much joy it made his throat shake. He laid his daughter on his mother's chest. Damian began to cry his own tears, rubbing the newborns little head. He kisses her, moving to her side.

He helped Y/N hold her "you did so beautifully. I could not be more proud of your strength Beloved"

"I'm glad you were here. You are so important to me, to our family. I love you" she cried holding his face. "please don't ever doubt that"

Damian kisses her neck "I am forever yours"

He cleaned his daughter and wraps her in a blanket. He lays the baby on the bed. He cleans the afterbirth and helps Y/N clean herself.

He helped her dress into some comfortable clothing. She moved to sit on the bed as D/N began crying.

Damian helps her move her shirt so Y/N could feed their daughter.

Damian tried to burp his baby girl, as he walked around with her. He knew he had to protect them and that they were in danger constantly. He pinches the bridge of his nose stuttering under his breath.

"Damian?.." Y/N asked hearing his breath hitch in emotion

"I have to.. It is destroying me to think something could happen to you, to our daughter"

Damian sighed heavily kissing her head. He loved his daughter so much it made his heart feel so much joy she's finally here and a gut wrenching pain that he could lose her.

He gives the baby to her mother. He kisses Y/N deeply and then laid his head on her shoulder. She began to cry as did her husband. Damian tried to calm himself down holding both his girls in his arms.. Though instead it made him feel so much more. He had to hold onto the fact that they're ok.. Even with the danger they're okay.

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Period Comfort from your resident emo

Synopsis: Just... Period comfort with Macaque

Genre: Fluff!

Pairing: Macaque x Reader

Word count: 544

Authors note: I just started my cycle and asked my friend who I should write for period comfort and they said Macaque so here I am

You groaned into your pillow, another wave of pain shooting through your body. The heating pad on your abdomen was doing its best, but your cramps weren’t going down without a fight it seemed.

You exhaled slowly, reaching over to your phone to try and see if anything on it would help distract you from your torment. You pulled your noise cancelling headphones from its charger, putting them on.

You unlocked your phone, scrolling through the various apps you had to see which one caught your eye. Then another stab from your uterus made you hiss, and flop back down on your bed.

Why must the world punish your because you were made to have kids? You were in no need of them right now, and not gonna be ready for them for a while, maybe even for your whole life.

A notification dinging brought your attention back to your phone. You looked and smiled when you saw the contact.

<3 My Dramatic Furry Emo<3

Darling, are you free tonight? There’s a new show in town for a few days and I was wondering if you wanted to go to it.

You frowned, texting back.

I’m so sorry, my uterus is currently murdering me and it gonna last me a few days TuT

Ah. I see, Ill be right with you shortly.

You raised an eyebrow at his reply, and jumped when you heard a knock outside your bedroom door.

“Come in!” You called out.

Macaque strode in, looking over your form. He squinted at the heating pad on your stomach, the noise cancelling headphones, and the open bottle of pain killers on your bedside table. He shook his head, but smirked

“If you need anything, you do know you don’t have to hesitate to say something, right?” He inquired. You scoffed, moving a bit to make room for him on your rather tiny bed.

“I would have, but I didnt need anything,” You insisted. Macaque raised an eyebrow.

“… I would have liked some chocolate.” You mumbled. Macaque chuckled, reaching into a portal he created and pulling out a small box.

“You’re lucky I picked this up yesterday to surprise you with today. It seemed my foresight comes in handy.” He quipped. You suddenly ripped the box from his grasped, opening it.

“Awww, you got me my favorites!” You cheered. Macaque smiled, walking towards your closet as you ravenged the box, watching the shadow monkey collect blankets and pillows.

“Uhhh, what are you doing?” You asked. Macaque just replied with a smug grin, and trotted back over, seeming to construct walls out of the materials, as well as wrapping you up.

“Macaque!” You squealed as he wrapped you both in the blankets. He chuckled, taking the box from your grasp.

“I think this calls for a does of sleepy cuddles and rest. Doctors orders.” He stated. You snorted, but snuggled up to him. He purred softly, wrapping his tail around your midriff, squeezing a bit to put some pressure on your abdomen to help with the pain.

“You know I’m here for you no matter what, right dear?” He whispered in your hair. You smiled against his chest, and sighed in content.

“I know, you’re always here. You’re my warrior after all.”

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Helping (T)eddie Bear

Eddie Munson x plussize!fem!Reader

a/n: I'm currenly on my period and I wanna pass away, the last time it was this painful was 2020 :') I felt the need to write about Eddie taking care of reader during her menstruation. I needed some Eddie comfort. (I'll apologize if he seems a little oc, I tried my best) This is kinda self indulgent, that's why plussize :P

Warnings: tiny blood stain, menstruation, period cramps of agony, lots of fluff and maybe a little cheesy......I got carried away

Wc: 1.7k

!Not proofread!

Agony is one way to describe how I felt, the other way I'd describe it would be that Michael Myers went completely havoc in my uterus.

I shot up from my pillow, my eyes ripped open, before I squeezed them close again, feeling the dreadful feeling in my lower stomach.

That could only mean one thing. As fast as I could I stood up and hurried to the bathroom and just like expected; I got my period.

As sight of frustration left my dry lips. I cleaned myself up and went back to my bedroom, hoping the mess on my bed wouldn't be too serious. Thank fuck, it only was a little stain which would wash out easily.

So I pulled off the mattress cover, went to my bathroom to wash the stain first, before I threw it into the washing machine.

The second I got to my bedroom again, a harsh pain snapped through my lower body, causing me to almost fall as my knees felt like jelly.

Regaining my strength I made my way to the kitchen and went over to the telephone on the wall, before dialing the number. I was out of painkillers, so the only thing that came to mind, was to call him.

It rang and rang, but nobody picked up. Sighting, I hung up the telephone and was already on my way back to my room, before the clear ringing tone of the telephone caugh me off guard. I shuffled over, grabed it and immediately heard the groggy, sleepy voice of the person I adore the most.

"Hey, is everything alright, my love? You're usually not awake this late at night. " He sounded tired, which made me start to feel bad. "Hi, sorry, I didn't mean to wake you...." My voice wavered a little as a small tear went down my cheek. He seemed to notice that my voice was off somehow "God, baby no, you didn't wake me, I already woke up a few minutes ago, to go take a piss."

I could hear right through his lie, but decided to not question it any further, cause I didn't want it to end up in a discussion.

He broke the silence again, noticing that I stayed quiet as he just heard almost inaudible sniffs coming from the other line "What's wrong, love? Are you alright?" the concern in his voice was evident, so I quickly replied "Can you please come over? I need you right now."

Hearing the desperation in my trembling voice, he replied without hesitation "I'll be there in 3, love." As fast as he answered, the loud beep on the other line, singalised that he hung up right after, so I did the same.

Leaning against the wall next to it, I took a sharp intake of air, before small whimpers and cries left my throat as tiny tears went past my eyes. The pain was so uncomfortable and highly unnecessary at this time of night, I thought.

Not even 3 minutes passed and a few rushed knocks were heard at the front door of my trailer. Leaving my spot on the wall, I went over and opened the door, meeting the eyes of my favourite person.

As soon as he saw my tear stained face his gaze softened a little. He stepped into the trailer, closed the door behind him and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into him.

"It hurts so bad, Eds." my voice was muffled due to me being snuggled tightly in Eddie's embrace. Softly stoking my head he let out a small humm, before backing away a tiny bit and leaving a loving kiss on my forehead.

Having already figured out the cause of my pain, he let his hands start to wander and before he had to chance to try and lift me, I stopped him in his tracks "Don't."

"Why, what's the matter?" The stroking motions of his hands on my arms made me melt down into his embrace once again as the cold metal on his fingers gave me a weird but calming feeling. What did I do to deserve this man? He's always such an angel to me.

"I'm to heavy...." As soon as those words left my mouth, he cupped my cheeks with his ring adorned hands and looked deep into my glassy eyes. His expression showed confusion, but at the same time his beautiful brown button like eyes radiated warmth, comfort and reassurance.

"My love-" He took a deep breath, while caressing my face, wiping the new coming tears away "I don't want to hear you talk down on yourself, ever again." He started to leave butterfly kisses on every inch of my face "You, my love, are the most precious creature I've ever laid my eyes on. The only things supposed to leave those pretty lips of yours are, only positive things about yourself and the sounds of pleasure that I get out of you, alright?"

I suppose he tried to brighten my mood with the last statement, which he definitely succeeded with as a quiet giggle left me right after. Sneaky Fox.

Without a warning he picked me up bridal style, which caused me to squeak as I felt my feet lift up from the floor, before he carried me towards my bedroom.

Gently he eased me onto the bed, quickly threw off his leather jacket and his shoes, before climbing in next to me.

My arms sneaked around his torso, while I slowly tried to hook one of my legs around his, trying not to put too much weight on him at once, but he just grabbed my thigh like it was nothing and hiked it up. Once again I snuggled my head into his chest and took a whiff of his scent. My quiet humming vibrated against his chest, while he was lovingly stroking my head again.

I could still feel my insides being ripped apart, but I tried to keep my emotions down, because I wanted to enjoy this moment with him, being held in his arms. We stayed like this for a little while, just existing in this moment together as two people who were so undoubtedly in love with each other.

Sooner or later the pain has gotten to a point where I just couldn't keep quiet anymore, so I just hoped that Eddie couldn't hear my silent whimpers of agony. Despite my fragile attempts, he noticed "Baby, if there's anything you need, just talk to me. I'm right here. Let me know if there is anything you want me to help with."

I silently started crying again, before I broke the silence "Christ, I'm such a sensitive bitch, crying over the littlest things. And you? You're such an angel, so calm and reassuring. Do you have any idea how much my heart hurts just knowing you're the most perfect human that I could've ever asked for in my life?" before I could continue with my rant he interrupted me with a small kiss.

"Love, as much as I love you throwing compliments at me, periods make you sappy. You know, I'm far from perfect. You on the other side? The best and most perfect person." His comment made me look at him with puppy dog eyes before I tightened my arms around him and started to cuddle the hell out of him.

"You are my personal Teddie bear, you know that?" He just chuckled at my statement, before slowly removing his arms around me and smirking down at me.

With a last peck to my cheek he shot out of bed and left the room. Since it was just getting comfortable I was confused for a second, till he returned some minutes later with a cup of chocky milk (cause chocky milk makes pain go away, yk?) and a glass of water.

After he set the things on the bedside table, he crawled onto the bed again, but this time instead of taking his place next to me, he placed himself at the bottom part of the bed, before slowly starting to lift my legs. I was curious about his actions, so I let him continue. He then shimmied closer, with his knees on the mattress, before he laid my thighs on top of his.

With eyes full of love and adoration Eddie glanced at me, his hands on my hips, as if he was asking for permission to continue. I couldn't deny his sweet face, so I gave in.

He started lifting up the v neck sweater I was wearing, but stopped halfway. The soft touch of his hands ghosted over my belly, while the cold metal of his rings gave me slight shivers.

Not even a minute later, he was using a little more pressure as his hands went a tiny bit lower. In return of his actions he got to hear a relieved sigh. Suddenly his hands switched positions from my torso to my thighs. He kept on kneading them in nice circular motions, before he switched back to massage my lower stomach.

From time to time he switched between those two areas, sometimes leaning over and leaving soft butterfly kisses on my collarbones and my cleavage.

During the time he was handling my body with utmost care I was able to drink my choky milk. Sometimes I'd hiss if he went a little to deep, but as soon as he'd notice he would go softer again.

In the middle of the procedure he began to hum along to my favourite song which, along with the massage I was getting from him, made me really sleepy.

The only thing I could remember before falling asleep is Eddie leaving a loving kiss on my lips "Good night, baby. I love you"

I don't know how much time passed, when I opened my eyes again, but it was still dark outside. Eddie laid next to me, snoring slightly with the moon illuminating his face and I couldn't help but to admire him. I lightly touched the side of his face, hoping he wouldn't wake up "I love you too"

A small smile graced my features before I cuddled myself into him and fell asleep with the help of his breath's calm movement. Two hearts beating as one.

(small nsfw extra)

Imagine Eddie massaging your thighs and your tummy, while fucking into you with a nice rhythm, during your period, because he heard somewhere, that it helps with period cramps ;) (Steve told him)

(not @ me finishing this, on the last day of my period lol. writing takes forever).

Please if you noticed any mistakes, make sure to let me know, so I can change it. ^^

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[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

gentle giant!jason holding reader during their pms cramps bc im having the worst ones rn and would love some comfort 🥹

"You okay?" Jason asked, looking to where you were laying on the floor, face down- looking a little like a doll someone had been playing with and discarded. If he hadn't just heard you grousing at the TV, he'd have been a little alarmed.

"I will literally rip my uterus out and forcibly feed it to the next man who says something stupid," you grumble.

"Don't do that," Jason snorted, setting grocery bags on the counter, thankful, suddenly that he'd impulse bought things to make cookies when you sounded miserable on the phone. "Castrate them instead.."

When your only answer is huffing a laugh before pushing yourself off the floor with a groan, Jason shook his head and held his arms out, "Poor baby," he said, kissing the top of your head. "It's hell being a girl, huh?"

"Woke up to a murder scene in my underwear and I feel like I'm being stabbed. The only good thing is my boobs are bigger- not that anyone gets to enjoy it because they fucking hurt and all of my cute clothes are too much work." You pout and thud your head against him gently. "Fuck today."

Jason rumbled a laugh and kissed the top of your head again, squeezing you a little harder, "How about I make some cookies-"

"Do we have to bake them?"

"Cookie dough," he amended, smiling a little, "And we can watch stupid people put shiplap in every room of a house and call in a modern farmhouse or whatever."

You look up at him and squint slightly, "Okay. That settles it. You're not real-"

"Hey," he chuckled, bending his head to kiss you. "You can't help feeling like shit. And you get to do it every 28 days... That sucks. I can't think of a better reason to eat cookie dough and yell about tacky interior design."

"I think you just like watching those shows and don't want Steph to find out," you tease, grinning.

"Maybe a little that," he snorted, "But- you make for pretty good cover. AND I know you won't rat me out."

"Won't I?" you hum, snuggling against him.

"Nope," he chuckled, "Because I know where all your ticklish spots are now and I'm not afraid to use them."

#Jason Todd #Jason Todd x reader #gentle giant!jason #ask answered #minors dni

[lokislittlemidgardian]

Periods suck

Content - little!reader, periods, soft toys, tea, not specified but slightly bigger little age, hot water bottle, medication, blood, cuddles.

Summary - periods are awful, luckily you have the most caring daddy in the world.

Authors note - just a short Drabble that’s been in my drafts for a while and forgot to post, hope you enjoy!

You wanted to rip your uterus out.

Your periods were always nasty but this one was particularly bad, it had come unexpectedly and you didn’t have painkillers or that many pads on hand. You had already had to change the sheets twice due to leaking and you had burnt yourself trying to make a hot water bottle.

Of course none of this was helped by the fact that you were feeling small and Loki had returned to Asgard for a few days.

The only option you had was to pull your duvet over your head and hope for sleep to take you. That was until you saw a flash of rainbow colours come through the fabric.

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Loki had been alerted to your discomfort by heimdall when he was discussing something with Thor, as soon as he heard he left his brother without another word. Of course Thor understood but he couldn’t help but chuckle at lokis dramatic nature.

Before returning to Midgard Loki collected an ancient Asgard tea that relieved cramps from his mother and some of your comfort items he had taken with him.

After walking straight back to heimdal ignoring anybody that tried to speak to him Loki reached the bifrost bridge immediately asking him to open the gate to your realm. Walking towards the entrance he thanked heimdall and set off.

He had spent too much time away from his little one already.

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Hearing the door of your flat being opened you tried your hardest to get out of bed but your stomach just wouldn’t allow you too, hearing the door to your bedroom open you turned over to your side to see Loki standing there in a black suit not wanted to overwhelm you with the feeling of Asgardian armour.

“Daddy” you whimpered reaching your hand out to grasp him “oh my darling, does your stomach ail you?” He said reaching down to kiss the top of your head “mm hurts” you whispered into the black fabric. “I’ve brought you back something that might help you little one, would you like to come to the kitchen with me or stay here? “Can I stay here please?” You said curling into a ball “of course you can my love, I will be back shortly”

Walking into the kitchen Loki made sure that the kettle was full enough for both his tasks before opening the cupboard and pulling out a emerald green mug. Spooning the leafy tea out and filling it just shy of the top he then walked over to grab a hot water bottle.

Walking back to you with the hot items he placed the cup of tea on your bedside table and the hot water bottle on your abdomen.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here my darling" he said stroking a strand on hair out of your eyes pulling you closer towards him "it's ok daddy your here now" you said leaning into him closing your eyes.

"You're right princess I'm here now, I'm never leaving again."

#daddy!loki #little!reader #loki laufesyon x reader #loki x reader #loki x female reader #loki laufeyson #sfw age regression #caregiver #age regression reader

[sakura-chan-25]

Bloody Cramps (MC Version)

Sakura version

Pairing: Asmodeus x MC (romantic or platonic)

Summary: MC’s on their period. Asmo has to comfort them.

Word Count: ~430

Warning(s): MC having an uterus (but still they/them pronouns and staying gender-neutral and all), cramps, period, slight body gore? (MC wanting to rip out their uterus), headcanon of Belphie having digesting problems, pet names (darling, hon), Asmo using he/they pronouns

MC groaned as they curled tighter into a little ball in their bed. Their hands were tightly around their stomach in hopes to ease the pain as they were thinking about casually ripping out their uterus. The sorcerer wouldn’t have to deal with any of this monthly shit if it weren’t for this little annoying organ.

“Oh, darliiiinnnggg!”, Asmo’s sing-song voice was heard through the door and the human groaned in response. “WHAT?”, they yelled back, just as Asmo burst into the room. “My, no need to yell like that, hon. Now… Oh, is it that time already?”, he asked, putting his bag at the foot of their bed as they sat down next to the little ball called a human. MC nodded and sighed when the demon ran their hand through their hair.

“Oh no, my little darling is hurting. That’s not good!”, the Avatar of Lust said concerningly while detangling MC’s hair. “I’ll manage.”, the human mumbled to their friend and gave them a small smile. He smiled back and asked if there was anything he could do. The sorcerer thought for a moment. “Hmmm, do you have any heating pads? Something warm might help…”

Asmo stopped his hand in their hair and thought. Belphie had some digesting problems sometimes and if they remembered correctly, Lucifer bought a heating pad for his little brother for this reason. But… that one was probably in the twin’s room. “Hmm, I don’t think so, hon. At least not one that’s available right now.”, he gave them an apologetic smile and MC shook their head: “It’s alright, Asmo. I’ll manage, remember? This happens every month. No biggie.”

The demon chuckled and crawled behind the human before hugging them from behind. “You’re so strong, darling. You know that?”, he asked them and put his warm hand on their stomach under their shirt and softly rubbed it in hopes to ease the pain, at least a bit. “Are you seriously giving me belly rubs like I’m some dog?”, the human asked in disbelief, completely ignoring the demon’s little praise. Asmo laughed as he nuzzled his head into the crook of their neck and asked: “Well, does it help?”

MC didn’t answer and relaxed in their grasp instead, which made the avatar giggle. “See? There we go. Just relax, hon.”, Asmo whispered into their ear and pulled the sorcerer closer to his chest. They brought some new clothes for his friend to try on, but that could wait for today. After all, their friend’s health was more important than clothes.

A/n: Let me know if you find she/her pronouns or other descriptions that fit my MC Sakura! I hope you enjoyed and have a good day/night! :D

#obey me #obey me nonsense #obey me comfort #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #obey me mc #obey me asmodeus x mc #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me asmo x mc #obey me asmo x reader #period cramps #cramps

[leighsartworks216]

Period Pains

Darkiplier x AFAB!reader

My period just started today and it’s killing me and instead of thinking about how I want to rip my uterus out, I’m writing this drabble

Warnings: talk of period stuff, if this subject will give you dysphoria please don’t read, just some fluff

Word Count: 843

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When the sun rose and the birds began chirping, Dark awoke expecting to find you curled into his chest. Often he’d wake up closer to you than he ever believed possible, the blankets a tangled heap tying you together. But today, his arms were empty and the side of the bed opposite his was empty.

He searched the room first, but wherever he looked there was no sign of you.

His body cracked and creaked as he finally dragged himself out of bed. He no longer groaned and winced at the pain that rippled through his once-dead shell, though some days were worse than others. Today, he was grateful it was only a dull pain. It would have been completely unnoticeable had you been there.

The only sound throughout the small house he resided in with you was his footsteps as he padded down halls, peeking into doors. Your vacancy was beginning to worry him. He could feel afterimages of himself re-checking rooms, looking around frantically, grabbing at the walls to propel themselves forward. They were startled away when a beep sounded out from the kitchen.

Dark, in all honesty, didn’t remember walking the rest of the way there. If he teleported, he didn’t think too much on it, because he was too focused watching you pull out a tray from the oven.

“Dearest,” his sudden presence made you jump and almost drop the tray, but he had the good sense to wait until you were holding it over the stove to speak, “what are you doing baking at this hour?”

You awkwardly turned off the oven as it began to beep again, and pointed to the clock on the wall. “It’s only 7:23.”

Even though his eyes were completely dark, you could tell he rolled them. “You know what I mean.” He gestured around the kitchen to the mess you’d left out, not judgmentally, but certainly accusatorially. “Why did you get up so early to make brownies? I would have been happy to help you when we woke up, together.”

“Uhm, well, you see,” you fidgeted with your hands, talking almost a mile a minute, “I woke up at like 3 and I was really craving chocolate so I got up and I had a little bit of candy, but then I remembered we had brownie mix in the pantry so I just sorta impulsively decided to make them.”

Dark’s brow furrowed. “You don’t usually have cravings that strong, dear.”

You fidgeted even more, but now you wouldn’t meet his gaze. You played it off as though you were simply grabbing a knife to cut the brownies.

“My love, tell me what’s wrong,” he cooed. When you turned back toward the brownies, Dark was standing in front of them, worry pulling his face down and colors flickering to each side of him. “Please talk to me.”

“I want to it’s just...” You felt warmth rise to your cheeks as you looked away from him once again. “It’s really embarrassing to talk about.”

“My dear,” he began, firmer this time. One hand wrapped around your waist as the other cupped your cheek to get you to look at him. “I love you. No matter how embarrassing something may feel, it will not stop me loving you. Now, tell me what is wrong so that I may help you as efficiently as I can.”

You took in a deep breath and fiddled with the front of his pajama shirt. He waited patiently for you to find your voice. When you did, it wasn’t at all what he had been expecting.

“I got my period last night,” you murmured. “Now I just have really bad cravings and cramps and I wanna cry but I don’t have any reason to and-”

He shushed you softly. “It’s alright, love. One thing at a time, yes?” Once you nodded, he kissed your forehead. “We’ll have brownies for breakfast, and I can supply you with any other foods you may be craving throughout the week. If you wish to let out your over-active emotions, I suggest we watch a film. Finally, you should take medication for your cramps, and I would be more than happy to cuddle with you if that would also help. How does all that sound?”

Something wet touched his thumb and he looked down at you, worried he had messed up somehow, because, sure enough, you were crying. He removed his hand from your waist to cup your cheek, using his thumbs to brush away the tears that fell from your eyes and slipped down your cheeks.

“Oh, my dear, I’m so sorry, I-”

You shook your head, sniffling. The hand that wasn’t holding a butterknife held the back of one of his hands, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’m okay,” you assured him. “I’m okay. It’s just- No one’s ever offered to do so much for me when I’m like this.”

“Dearest, you deserve the world.” He pressed several kisses to your forehead and your wet cheeks. “Especially, when you are like this.”

#idk what im doing #i just really needed this #fanfic #fanfiction #drabble #markiplier #markiplier egos #markiplier egos x reader #darkiplier #darkiplier x reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #x gn reader #fem reader #x fem reader #trans reader #x trans reader #transmasc reader #x transmasc reader #period #periods #period cramps #period cravings #comfort #fluff #domestic fluff

[tbmunson]

Little Harrington; C Section Birth - Steve Harrington x Pregnant!Reader

Summary: While in labor the baby's heart rate drops and reader is rushed into OR to deliver by c section. She abrupts and loses a lot of blood.

Warnings: Mentions of near death and blood. Steve being worried. Reader nearly dying.

WC: 2k

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You'd been abruptly ripped from a very peaceful sleep nearly 38 hours ago due to some particularly painful contractions. Your water finally broke 16 hours ago and you and Steve have been at the hospital since.

"How are you doing baby?" He asked, rubbing your arm gently. He tried to conceal his worried state, but you always knew how to read him. He closed his eyes and leant down to press a kiss to your cheek.

You smiled weakly at him. "I'm so exhausted, Stevie. I want her to come out, like ten hours ago." You mumbled reaching up and pecking his lips quickly. "I know you're tired too, baby. You could have slept." You tucked a few stray hairs behind his ears before he shook his head.

He grabbed your slightly clammy hand, skimming his thumb over the back. "Absolutely not. You are my priority right now. I won't let you do this alone." If only he knew the events that were taking place in the 20 minutes that followed.

"Baby's heart rate is dropped. We have to get her out, now." The doctor stated in a tone that made you sick to your stomach.

You were sure you would have thrown up had you been allowed to eat anything other than ice chips since this morning. You were stunned silent. A bystander in what was about to become yet another near death experience for you. Only this time, Steve was not allowed to be by your side for it.

"Sir, you have to stay in here. She's going to OR." That's the last thing you remember.

While you were under your baby was born via C section at 8:02 pm. She was placed on oxygen for five to ten minutes before she was deemed healthy enough to go to Steve.

You, however, had hemorrhaged due to the placenta separating from your uterus before it should have. You were still under and receiving blood transfusions while your daughter was wheeled into the room to Steve, who was pacing nervously by the window.

"Where is my wife? Is she okay?" He froze, chilled to the bone at not seeing you being wheeled in with the baby.

"She abrupted, Mr. Harrington. They're giving her blood now. She should be fine." The nurse assured him as he finally began stepping closer. "We like to do about an hour of skin to skin contact with baby and mom, but due to the circumstances… would you like to?" She added, motioning to the baby that was wrapped in the typical white hospital blanket with the blue and pink stripes.

"Yeah, absolutely." He nodded, eyes not leaving his child.

"I've got you a gown so you can cover. If you need anything hit that button and someone will be in to help you." The nurse offered him another reassuring smile before stepping out and leaving him with his daughter for the first time. While he cherished it, he hoped you would have be here for it.

He quickly exchanged his t shirt for the gown and gently unwrapped the baby from the blanket before laying her against his chest. He chuckled at her sudden jerks, not yet used to being handled, albeit careful and lovingly.

"Hi there. I'm your daddy. You were probably expecting mommy, I know. She should be back soon. I'm never going to let anything happen to you, princess. Your mommy and you, you're my everything, you know? You will never have to worry about anything as long as I'm here." He rubbed her back though the thin gown and blanket he had tucked her under as he cooed at her. He had only ever been this in love with another person one other time, and he'd married her.

Some time had passed when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Steve called quietly, not wanting to disturb his sleeping child.

The door opened and the nurse that had brought the baby walked in. "Mr. Harrington, it's been about an hour and we usually try to get them to eat around this time after they're born. I'm not sure whether the plan was to breastfeed or not, but I brought a bottle for her. I can feed her if you need me to." The poor girl was trying so hard not to offend him, but she'd been around long enough to know that a lot of fathers left everything up to the mothers. She knew with you being in recovery that that wasn't an option.

Steve shook his head, but still sent her a smile, calming her nerves. "I've got it. Regardless of the plan she's got to eat." He said, reaching for the bottle that was being offered to him. "She's got to grow up to be a fighter just like her mommy, huh?" He smiled back down at the baby before repositioning her, which woke her up.

"Sometimes it takes them a little while to latch, so again, if you need some help, you know what button." She gave him a small nod, content with the scene she so rarely saw.

True to warning it took nearly half an hour to get her to actually latch onto the nipple of the bottle and feed.

"Look at you, baby. You're such a quick learner." He praised her gently as he watched the formula slowly disappear from the bottle. Once it was clear she wasn't going to take anymore, he turned her to rest against his chest again and patted her back gently, earning a few small burps. "Your Uncles Eddie and Dustin are going to be impressed with that, princess." He chuckled, enjoying every moment, but still worrying for you.

The nurse had come back over the next couple of hours, helping show him about diaper changes because while he had held, fed, and burped babies before, he always gave them back for diaper changes. He sat silently when they came and took her for her first bath, making sure all of the birth gunk was cleaned off of her.

When the door opened again, he expected it to see the nurse with the small bassinet. However he was greeted with the doctor.

"Mr. Harrington. Good news and bad news."

"Bad news first."

The doctor went on to explain in detail just what had happened during your labor and birth. "But, she responded well to the transfusions and her vitals are strong. She'll be back in here with you in the next hour or so, so that's the good news. You will have to take on a lot once you guys are discharged. She won't be able to do much of anything for the next several weeks, so make sure she's not overdoing it." He added, reaching out to pat Steve's shoulder.

"Absolutely not. She'll be taken care of." He stated with a nod. "Thank you for taking care of her in there." He added, truly meaning it. He didn't know what he would have done if you hadn't made it out. It's not even something he would want to think about.

Once his baby was brought back, he was also handed some paperwork to fill out for her birth certificate and other documents, leaving just the spaces for your signature.

"Wow." The nurse chuckled, looking over the papers. "Dads almost never know this much. You're going to be everything that little girl needs." She smiled, glancing into the bassinet.

"I certainly hope so. Her and her mom are all I need." He smiled, shifting around in the uncomfortable chair.

"Speaking of," The nurse smiled as a knock sounded on the door. "I think she's back."

Steve jumped up as the door opened, revealing you on the hospital bed, eyes closed but chest rising and falling. Signs of life.

"She's doing great. The anesthesia should be wearing off. If she stays asleep it's just because she's exhausted." The nurse that had been in charge of your care stated, positioning the bed back where it had been hours previous.

Steve nodded, eyes watering at your peaceful face. He can recount too many times he'd had this same feeling, looking at you. The first being in the Byers living room, nail bat in his hand. He'd just fought off the scariest thing he'd seen in his life up to that point. The most recent, previous to now, was when you and Dustin hauled Eddie out of the Upside Down, unable to tell where your blood ended and Eddie's began. There were plenty of times in between, but he'd rather not focus on that now.

Right now, he wanted to focus on you. On your healing. On your baby girl sleeping feet from you, and you completely yes blissfully unaware.

"Thank you." It was all he could muster, that and a curt nod, dismissing the two nurses.

He was finally at peace enough to stretch out on the uncomfortable couch in the corner and fall asleep for the first time in close to 48 hours. He woke up at every cry and whimper from the baby through the night. He didn't want your rest to be interrupted, especially with the outcome of the abruption. He fed her, cuddled her, and changed her all the while you slept.

You'd been out both medically induced and naturally for the past 12 hours. It was 8 am and Steve had just finished changing the baby when your eyes fluttered open. "Where's my baby?" You asked, looking around the room.

Steve smiled at you, pushing the bassinet over. "She's sleeping. You wanna hold her?" He asked, stopping where you could peer in to see her.

"Yeah, please." Your eyes filled with tears as you looked from her to him. "Can I have a kiss first? I thought I was going to die Steve."

The shake in your voice killed him. Devastated him. "I know baby, but you're okay." He walked around and leant down, pressing a long kiss to your lips. "I love you."

You smiled and nodded, then though tears slipped from your eyes. "I love you too."

He kissed you a couple more times. "Let me call the nurses in and tell them you're up. They're going to want to check you and that's going to be hard holding the baby. It'll be quick though, I promise."

You nodded and laced your fingers with his. "Okay, but, how is she?"

He pressed the call button and smiled. "She's perfect. She's got your nose." He tapped your nose, then your chin. "And this too. But I think she's got my eyes and lips." He grinned as the door opened.

Half an hour later, you finally had her in your arms. "She is perfect." You grinned, poking at some eggs that were brought to you as well.

"She looks just like you when she gets annoyed at me. Scared the crap out of me the first time." He chuckled, sitting next to you on the bed.

You couldn't help but laugh, then groan as your stomach muscles tightened. "Don't make me laugh, please." You whined, resting against him.

He kissed your shoulder, then the side of your head. "Considering I'm naturally funny, I don't know how you expect me to turn it off, but I'll try, for you." He sighed dramatically, causing you to give him a look. "See, that's the look I was talking about. I woke her up to feed her last night. She looked just like that." He smiled, leaning down to kiss the line that had creased between your eyebrows.

"You're lucky I love you so much." You giggled lightly, turning your face up to give him a kiss on the lips.

He smiled and nodded when you pulled back. "I consider myself the luckiest man on the planet, actually." He stated matter of factly.

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x pregnant!reader #dad!steve harrington #little harrington #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x mom!reader #dad!steve harrington x mom!reader #stranger things #stranger things fan fiction #stranger things fan fic #steve harrington fan fic

[princelylove]

My Dear Prince,

As much as I love reading your posts about part 5 and other stuff you have given to us(I've been eating them up like a 2 week long starved woman who's having a bad case of uterus shedding) I can't help but notice I'm not seeing a lot more other parts. This is my fault ofc oopsies 🤭

May I request how yandere Jotaro (specifically part 3 but any other part is fine) would be like as a yandere from your godly perspective and writing? So sorry if you've already done something similar to this my memory is so bad.

Sorry for rambling, pretty please and thank you. 💞 ✨

A lot of- if not almost all- of my earliest posts are about Jotaro, actually. It’s so strange to think that that’s the semi-distant past, it doesn’t feel like it’s been six (or five?) months of having this blog already. I don’t mind going back to the same topic very much, it can be fun to update an interpretation. 

Jotaro has a certain difficulty expressing his feelings, which is funny considering his blunt and honest nature. He’s direct, yet not very expressive. Emotionally distant yet always physically present. His mother’s overbearing nature only backfired- Jotaro doesn’t like talking about his feelings because he didn’t want small things to be a big deal, and as he’s gotten older, he’s only shut himself off more.

He dislikes a lot of attention. The philosophy Yoshilage Kira holds- “I merely want to live a quiet life”- is more or less shared with Jotaro, but he just keeps attracting fuckin’ freaks. He’s cursed. He’s cursed, and somehow this is his fault- or, rather, it’s his spirit’s fault. 

Star Platinum is semi-sentient, it’s like Jotaro’s feelings are acting on their own rather than entirely separate from Jotaro. It obeys mindlessly, but often acts out of Jotaro’s curiosity. It finds amusement in picking up your clothes- whether it be a frilly skirt Jotaro gave you, or a shiny accessory it wants to put somewhere else- but it isn’t toying with you on purpose. While Star Platinum is good natured, Jotaro is… well, the intention is there.

Jotaro’s naturally introverted, I’d put his mbti as INTJ when he’s younger and INTP when he’s older. He’s analytical, likes to think things through, but you know what? Jotaro is impatient and rash when he’s caught up in his feelings. It gets better with age, but in his prime, it’s hopeless. It’s no wonder the initial manifestation of his stand forced Jotaro to self isolate, Jotaro doesn’t know how to handle bad things, and doesn’t want the attention that not being fine comes with. 

When he’s hit with another problem, he buries it. He’s never had a crush before, he doesn’t know it’s not supposed to be so… all-consuming. You know how when girls get all boy crazy, or whatever? Jotaro would say it's like that, but just for you.

Jotaro doesn’t like to lie, but he gets a bit choked up whenever he’s with his darling. He’s avoidant, and he’s not good at improv, so if his darling seriously drills him on his behavior, they’ll be met with huffs and grunts. 

Jotaro has a protective nature, it’s why he finds it so hard to just let things be. He’s attracted to smaller and considerably more fragile people. Of course this fragility is perceived, you could be ripped and Jotaro would be convinced you’d snap at the slightest bit of pressure. It makes him anxious to see you alone, what if a big bad wolf comes and snatches you up? Regardless of your capabilities, Jotaro thinks of you as a precious treasure that’s clearly labeled ‘Handle with care.’ 

He’s a very typical delusional type to me. Even if you flat out tell Jotaro one thing, he’s fixed into believing whatever he wants to. It doesn’t matter if you don’t need him, it doesn’t matter if you don’t even want him, Jotaro loves you. His love is very overbearing, although he himself wouldn’t word it like that. 

#request granted #yandere jotaro kujo

[neotrances]

soooo the trans misogynist watches shows about transgender women stealing uteruses, cosplays characters from that show, and thinks they aren’t a transphobe 🤣 ? ? ?

u donot actually care about transfems if ur throwing that word around about a show and a character u know nothing about, i’m putting this here bc yall r so annoying and performative

madam red the CIS woman was the one stealing and ripping out uteruses NOT grell the transfem, madam red was killing women and taking their uteruses bc she lost the ability to have children and started resenting women who could who either had abortions or asked to have their tubes tied bc madam red is a SURGEON

madam red (angelina) was killing women and taking their wombs weeks before grell joined but grell NEVER took anyones uterus, she only helped madam red hide the body / transport madam red different places with magic so she would have a solid alibi and not get caught, madam red is a villian, she is going to do evil things as a villian, grell is more of a grey character but she never took anyones uterus, and wanna know how we know this for a fact?

all the surgeries and uterus removals were precisely done. by someone with clear knowledge in surgery and the medical field, grell has a chainsaw, a massive chainsaw, she wouldn’t be able to take a uterus out cleanly even if she tried, the whole plot point is that madam red the cis woman is jack the ripper bc of her jealously toward women who can bare children and choose not to / choose to undergo surgeries that make it harder to do so, if u wanted to talk about the implications of madam red and grell bonding and falling in love bc they both are women unable to have children, a thing they both want, then we could talk about that, but who r u helping by lying on me and on the show i clearly know more than u about

if u don’t like my cosplay that’s fine nobody cares but stop calling ppl transphobes over anime u are soo so irritating

#✉️ #bb