#I think she probably couldn't watch it for years

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Take Me To Church | Eddie Munson x Pastors Daughter! Reader

Notes: I have noticed that Christian girls are either incredibly sexualised or incredibly rude in most fics. So I'm here to feed you another version. Enjoy! 🤍

Words: 7.5k

Warnings: None, pure fluff!

Eddie never attended church. In fact, he avoided it like the plague. But there was one day a year he went: When Wayne made him go on Christmas Eve. He said it's "Part of Christmas, and the reason why you get a present in the first place.", so Eddie couldn't argue about that with his uncle. So he sat in the pew, surrounded by hundreds of strangers who all probably felt the same as Wayne. And the situation gave him a little laugh when he saw Gareth in the pew behind him, all dapper in a suit his mother made him wear.

He did have another feeling besides some fun; Adoration.

Eddie first saw you when you stood behind the podium to read the story of how Mary got pregnant and Jesus was born. You wore a white veil over half your hair, that just made your (Y/H/C) locks look even more beautiful. A small blush played on your cheeks, which made your (Y/E/C) eyes stand out more. For the first time, Eddie actually listened while sitting in church. He was so fascinated by your voice, he'd listen to you all day even if you were just reading from the Bible. And when you stepped down from the podium, your red, long skirt did a small bounce with every step you took. How has he never noticed you before? You must be around his age, and Hawkins High was the only school in town.

His eyes kept wandering over to you, watching how you sat next to the preacher with a woman that looked an awful lot like you. Is that your mother?

He heard your angelic voice again when you made the announcements at the end. Again, he listened closely to your beautiful voice, even if the information given didn't matter to him. He left church happy, for the very first time. And with actually knowing the story of Jesus for the first time in his life.

When everyone returned to school after the holidays, Eddie kept an eye out for you. It only took him until his third period to see you walking into his world class. How has he never noticed you before? Sure, you dressed pretty modest and not in a way that would draw attention. But your face. How could he never see your beautiful face? Now that you had your hair up in a ponytail, he could see your pretty features even better. And he knew it had to be you when he saw the gold cross charm hanging on your necklace.

He had to admit to himself that he had an immediate crush on a church girl. Out of all people.

But how would be talk to you? There is no way that you'd actually wanna hang out with him. But faith, or maybe even God himself, played into his hands that day when the teacher announced a partner project. She put teams together by drawing names from a bowl.

"Edward Munson and (Y/N) (Y/L/N)." You looked up in an attempt to find Edward. You've never heard his name before, but quickly saw him when he gave you a small wave. Once you two pushed your tables and chairs together, the teacher announced the assignment: a presentation about a historical figure from any country and time. That sounds fun!

Everyone in class started chatting, and so did you. "Do you have an idea?" Honestly, Edward looked a bit lost. "So, I was thinking maybe Amelia Earhart or Harriet Tubman. Unless you have any ideas, of course." You are so nice and chirpy, Eddie thought. How adorable.

"I know embarrassingly little about historical figures.", he admitted. But despite that confession, you still smiled. "That's okay, we all have our interests. I really enjoy reading about women in history, so I can give you some suggestion and we can choose together." How were you so kind? It amazed him.

You took your notebook out and wrote down a few names, then turned it to show him. With a lot of patients, you gave him a quick rundown of every woman in history you could report about. From Joan D'Arc, to Queen Elizabeth I, all the way to Anne Frank. He appreciated your patience, and getting to listen to your sweet voice was a nice bonus. In the end, the two of you agreed on Mary, Queen of Scots.

"I have a few books on her, maybe you can come over after school?", you suggested in a chirpy tone. How are you so nice? "Just, uhm...maybe see what you wear. I think it's up to you to wear what makes you happy, but my dad is a pastor, and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." Eddie looked down at his Hellfire Shirt and the pins in his jean jacket. "I'll find something else, I think.", he said with a slight grin. How adorable was it that you warned him. "But he'll like your ring.", you said with a giggle while pointing at the thick, cross-with-skulls ring Eddie had on his pointer. "Oh yeah?", he said with laughter laced in his voice. "You like it, too?" You giggled at that. "I think I do." You leaned foward a bit. "Yeah, it's pretty!"

When he left class that day, he's never felt happier. He didn't know projects could actually be fun. You two agreed to meet the next evening at your house for the project and dinner. Eddie truly has never been more excited to eat at somebody elses home.

"Good evening.", he greeted the woman that opened the door. It was the same woman who sat next to you in church, so he figured that she was your mother. He didn't notice her pregnant belly last time, but now he did. "Good evening, you must be Eddie." Her voice was just as calming and relaxed as yours. Now he knew where you got it from. "Yeah, I'm here to do the project with (Y/N)." She nodded and hurried him inside before giving him a pair of single-use slippers.

"Honey, your friend is here!", your mother yelled upstairs. He heard some footsteps coming downstairs at a quick pace, then you stood before him. "Hey Eddie.", you chirped. "Dinner's ready in 30 minutes, show him around in the meantime.", your mother advised before walking back in the kitchen. You nodded and started showing him around. The living room was massive, and he was a bit confused once he saw 12 chairs at the large dining room table. It all made sense when he saw pictures upon pictures of your family hanging next to the stairs. "You have a lot of siblings.", Eddie commented while taking a look. Since this was a pretty normal reaction, you giggled a bit. "I have 11 siblings, and mum is having number 12 soon." He actually stopped in his tracks. In some way, he assumed there were a few uncles and aunts in the family pictures. Those were all your siblings?! And you saw his surprised face, so you took a picture down and sat on the stairs with him. It was one you took at your youngest brothers baptism last year. "So the baby is Isaiah. He's a bit over a year old right now." And that's how he learned all your siblings names, ages and that three of your eldest brothers and sisters stayed in Arkansas which he also now knew you were originally from. "Oh, I'm sorry, I tend to be a chatterbox. I didn't ask, do you have siblings?" He barely recovered from the infodumping, which made him fumble over his words a bit until he found then again. "No, I'm an only-child.", he mumbled while scratching his neck in embarrassment. "I live with my uncle." To you, that was fascinating. You never heard about that. "Is it nice?", you kept asking curiously. He huffed out a laugh. "Yeah, Wayne is cool.", he simply said. It didn't seem like he wanted to talk about his family much, so you let it be. "I'll show you my room!", you said excitedly while getting up. He was infatuated by how excited you were about everything. How can a person be this happy all the time? And why did it make him happy to simply be in your presence, aside from your beauty?

Your room was very prim and proper. What stood out were the multiple crosses in various sizes, styles and colours hanging above your bed. "You're very religious, aren't you?", he joked. "Can you tell?", you giggled. He had another look around and saw your overstuffed bookshelf. "That are the books I told you about." With ease, you pulled out three books. "We'll need those later.", you mumbled while putting them on your desk. "Oh, I'm assuming we'll do the project in the dining room because I can't have boys in my room for too long." He may have judged a bit with any other girl, but when you said it, it was adorable. When you looked over at him, there was this dreamy look on his face. Eddie looked...really cute like this. It made your stomach feel a bit tingly.

"Dinner's ready!", you two heard from downstairs. That snapped you out of your funny feeling, and you walked downstairs with Eddie. He could smell the food already, and honestly didn't know how hungry he was until that moment. And then, his stomach audibly grumbled once you two sat down next to each other. All of your siblings living in the house either came running along or were carried by another family member to be put in their high chair. He noticed that your father wasn't there, but he might just be caught up at work. Although he was still glad he picked an AD/DC shirt, since your mother was just as Christian.

Overall, it was unusual to Eddie, from the harmony going on to the sheer amount of people in this house. It really didn't look that big on the outside, where were all these rooms?

"We pray before we eat.", you whispered to him while taking his hand and that of your sibling sitting on your right. Even though it was just for praying, he loved holding your hand. And then it happened; his crush on you was settled.

Eddie couldn't stop thinking about that day. You were so sweet to him, although you had every reason to be mean like the basketball guys. And now, whenever you walked into class, you gave him a wide smile. Except today, where you walked up to him. "Hey, do you wanna eat lunch together? My mum packed me some extra." He loved the food your mother cooked last time, how could he say no?

You two sat at a table, seperate from both your usual peer groups. "Some Mac n' Cheese and home-made bread with home-made butter.", you said with your signature smile while sliding the two plastic containers over to him. "Does she always cook from scratch?", he asked while opening the food. You nodded as you picked up a fork-full of mac n' cheese. "Pretty much. I don't really remember not seeing her do it herself, except when I got a new sibling. Then the oldest usually orders takeout, so our parents don't know." The way you giggled as this, like it was the worst thing you could think of doing behind your parents back, was adorable. You're so innocent and pure, the complete opposite of him. "So you get to order takeout with this baby?", he asked after swallowing a bite from the bread and butter. Again, you giggled and squealed a bit. "I do! I'm so excited!" Eddie couldn't help but laugh at your adorable antics. "I'm going to get pizza for everyone, I love pizza." Honestly, he'd get this excited over pizza, too. All this excitement made you a bit irrational - you've been thinking a lot about why being with Eddie made your stomach tingle. It just didn't make sense, what would make you feel so funny? "Do you maybe wanna come over for dinner again? Even without the project?"

"I would like that.", he replied. "Promise I put on my most Christian clothes." You looked down at the shirt he was wearing, which read 'Black Sabbath' in bold letters. "Yeah, my dad might think it's a bit...controversial.", you agreed. It still surprised him that it didn't bother you enough to a point where you'd eat lunch with him. "Maybe tomorrow? If that's fine with you."

It was more than fine with him. He may even had a little skip in his step when he walked up to your house the next night. It was a bit more chaotic this time, with some toys laying in the front yard. Your father opened the door for him this time, but he gave you just as much of an inviting smile as your mother did last time. "You must be Munson's kid.", he said while making space for him in the doorway. How did he know him? "I am, sir.", Eddie replied before stepping in. It didn't take long for him to hear squealing kids and laughter from every corner. "(Y/N) is in the living room, I assume you know the way."

The second he turned the corner, Eddie saw you with a child on your hip. You looked beautiful like this. "Hi Eddie!", you said in a happy tone. "Look Isaiah, Eddie's back!" Against his expectations, the toddler grinned when he saw him. "I'm glad you're here. Mum's not feeling well, so dad is making dinner tonight and I'm helping with the young ones. I hope you don't mind." He shook his head no before looking around and seeing all the toys laying around. "I don't mind kids.", he stated while you two sat down on the couch. At least he wanted to, until a loud "BAA!" came from underneath his butt. Eddie jumped up to see the stuffed lamb he accidentally sat down on. Both you and your brother giggled. "Sorry, that's Isaiahs.", you giggled while taking it away. Reluctantly, he sat back down on the couch while watching you tickle your brothers nose with the lamb. It was adorable to witness.

"What's with Christians and lambs?", he blurted out. He saw so many lambs in your house and whenever he drove by church. Especially during Easter time. But that question made you happy, you loved talking about your religion!

"John the Baptist called him the lamb of God, because he came down to die for our sins. Kinda like a sacrificial offering." Eddie didn't even know who John the Baptist was, but he was just happy to see you talk in such a chirpy tone. He was quickly pulled out of his thoughts my your siblings running downstairs while screaming.

"Hey, turn it down! Mum is sleeping!", you scolded the three kids. Even while telling them off, your voice remained soft. "I wanna see mommy!", the girl said with a pout. "I know Hannah, but she's exhausted from growing another baby.", you explained to her. She waddled over and sat down next to Eddie with a curious look. "You're back.", she said with big doe eyes looking up at him. "Why do you have hair like a girl? Do you wanna be a girl?" Her tiny hands reached out to touch his hair, but you leaned over to scold her again. "Hannah, we don't judge people. That makes God unhappy." Now he knew why you haven't judged him once. "We talked about this."

Hannah grumbled and crossed her arms before her chest before walking off with a huff.

"She's quite the character.", Eddie chuckled. Honestly, he loved getting to know your family better. There wasn't much chance for it last time. "I love her to pieces, but she's in an exhausting phase right now." At least Isaiah was contempt in your arms with his stuffed animal. "Makes me question if I actually want that many kids, honestly."

"Do you want that many?", Eddie asked, a bit shocked. You giggled at his surprised expression. "Not 13. Maybe 5 or 6." That was still a lot, although less than half of what your mother went through. "Do you wanna have kids?" He sighted and leaned back against the couch. "I don't know...maybe. I don't have much experience with babies." You bit the inside of your cheek while watching him. Why did his eyes show some sort of fear. "Here, hold him.", you said. Eddie couldn't even protest before you plopped your baby brother into his arms. "That's your experience, congratulations." Isaiah looked up at Eddie and cooed before leaning against his chest. It was adorable, honestly. "How does it feel?" Instinctively, he started stroking your little brothers head with one hand while the other one was on his back to avoid an accident. "You're witty.", he said with a grin. "It's not so bad."

"Even a Hannah has her good moments.", you said. "I'm not trying to convince you or anything, but I'm just saying that kids can be a blessing." Did you actually try not to convince him? Why was it so important to you that he wanted kids? And why did you feel so warm inside when you saw Eddie with your little brother?

While you were starring at the floor while stuck in your head, he got to see that beautiful expression on you. With your eyebrows a bit knitted and part of your tongue sticking out while thinking. Did you always do that? Did he just never notice before? How adorable.

"Dinner's ready!", your father yelled from the dining room. Eddie got up with you, brother in arm, and walked right behind you.

"That's not what I usually listen to.", Eddie said in a chuckled tone while looking through your vinyl collection. It mostly consisted of Keith Green, Petra and 2nd Chapter of Acts. "What do you listen to?", you asked curiously while standing behind him. From his shirts, you knew a bit but not everything. He turned around to face you, and accidentally very closely so. Did he always smell this good? Did you always look this cute?

"Oh, uhm...", he started stuttering. "Like, uh...Metallica, for example. Or Iron Maiden, and Aerosmith." You listened, and looked fascinated while doing so. Considering your family and what he saw in your music collection, this probably felt like discovering a whole new universe. "Can you show me some time?", you asked in a sing-song voice. He let out a small laugh and scratched his neck. "Sure, uhm...maybe after school tomorrow? I can drive you home if you want." You nodded in agreement. "That sounds lovely, Eddie."

You couldn't sleep that night. All that was running through your head was Eddie driving you home. Why did it feel so exciting? Why did he feel so exciting? No amount of tossing and turning, praying or reading your bible helped making you sleepy.

You groaned into your pillow and got up again to find anything to do. But your room was clean, you couldn't even concentrate on a simple prayer and you finished your homework.

The slippers helped with quieting your steps while sneaking downstairs. Maybe some warm milk and honey would help. Although your mother standing in the middle of the kitchen scared you a bit and made you yelp out. "I'm sorry, honey.", she quickly apologised. "Why are you up?"

"Why are you up?", you asked back. It wasn't until then that you saw the plate of leftovers on the kitchen counter. "Growing a baby makes a woman hungry at the oddest times, honey." You giggled a bit before walking to the fridge and getting out milk. "I can't sleep, my head won't stop thinking." She leaned against the kitchen counter with the plate in her hands. That was your mother - she knew something new was rattling in your brain. "Thinking about what? Or who?" She hit a bulls eye with the who. While putting a cup of milk in the microwave, you started telling her all about your thoughts. That ever since Eddie offered to drive you home, you couldn't stop thinking about him. How you noticed that he smelled nice, and you wanted to get to know more about him for no apparent reason. That you thought the curiosity you felt wasn't about that he lived much differently than you, but more about him as a person. Once you were done with your talking and finished your milk with honey, she couldn't help but chuckle.

"I felt that way about a boy too when I was your age.", she said with a half-full mouth of food. That made you peak up in interest. "What did you do?"

"I'm currently having his 13th baby."

Were you in love? It would explain why you didn't know this feeling yet. With being at church your entire childhood and having only girl-friends, it made sense. "It's called having a crush, honey. It was ought to happen to you, and it's nothing bad. It can be really nice, actually." It didn't feel much nice when you couldn't sleep, but it felt good when your stomach tingled. "Is it like love?", you asked curiously. Your mother chewed on her noddles while thinking. "Not necessarily. But it can turn into love." With a hum, you started drinking your milk and thinking about her words.

"I saw the way he looks at you, honey. Try to find a good moment to tell him. You might regret it if it's to late." She kissed you on your forehead and smiled. "Go to bed, pray about it, find your inner strength. You have a lot of it."

"I don't think dad would like him very much...in the long run.", you confessed. Eddie was not who your father wanted for you. If it all went according to him, you'd marry someone from your church, who would listen to Keith Green with you while doing puzzles. A nice Christian boy. But you doubted that Eddie was even baptised. "Let me handle your father. I know a few tricks."

"That's so loud!", you squeaked while Eddie drove out of the parking lot. Currently, Iron Maiden was booming out of his speaker as he drove you home. "A good loud?", he asked with a grin. It was adorable whenever you were excited. "Yes, a good loud!" You were practical bouncing in your seat to the music. "I didn't think I'd like that!" It hit every part in your brain just right to satisfy you. You knew you couldn't listen to this at home, and maybe the lyrics weren't exactly biblical, but it tingled in your brain just right.

Meanwhile, Eddie watched you from the corner of his eye. Your bouncing, your giggling, the wide grin, yoir squealing. Everything about it was adorable. You were adorable. Who knew someone could look this adorable while listening to music about slaughtering humans?

"If you like this, you're really gonna like Metallica.", he said with a chuckle.

"It gets better?!"

Eventually, Eddie parked in your driveway and turned off the music. While picking up your bag from the foot well, you saw a magazine laying there. "What's that?", you asked. The first thing you saw was the word 'Satanic' in bold, red letters, then that it was a Newsweekly. You picked it up from the ground and skipped over the pages to find the article advertised on the cover. "Oh, that..." This might be the moment he fucks this all up. You enjoying being around him, your cute giggles and adorable grin. "We read it in our club...it's kinda..."

"Dungeons and Dragons?", you asked, bit confused. The article explained that it was a satanic game, made to infiltrate American kids and how it depicted satanic rituals, the devil, torture and murder. It took you a while, but you eventually put two and two together. "Is that what you do in your club?" There was some upset in your voice, but it was more of a sad one.

Is this really the person you had a crush on? This is what he spends his free time with?

"Well, yes.", he said while scratching the back of his neck out of nervousness. "But it's really not as satanic, or whatever, as it sounds there." Eddie still saw your confused look and furrowed brows that read disappointment. You took a deep breath in and closed the magazine. "It just sounds...scary to me." He did understand that. You were shielded from most those things, at least that's what it sounded like from what you told him about your childhood.

"Maybe, if you want to, you can tag along to a game?", he suggested. Your head shot up at that, causing you to look at him like a deer in headlights. Eddie could see how unsure you were just by looking into your eyes. Naturally, it scared you. Once you read the wors 'Satanic', it was ought to scare you off. Your dad was a pastor, after all. Meanwhile, he also remembered what you told your younger sister: "We don't judge people, that makes God unhappy.". That wad basically what he held on to right now.

"Maybe you can change my mind.", you said with a small smile. After all, you had a crush on him. Why shouldn't he able to show you what he enjoyed? "I could tag along next time your club me-" You got cut off by your own words. How would you explain it to your parents? Should you...lie? But that's not allowed, isn't it?

Meanwhile, Eddie was confused by your sudden quietness. He understood what you were going for, but it didn't seem like you wanted to finish your sentence.

"I would like to have you at the next campaigns.", Eddie said with a small smile. You nodded quietly and finally grabbed your bag. "I'll ask if I can.", you mumbled. Honest to God, you were still unsure about this. "I'll tell you tomorrow, yeah?" A small smile played on Eddie's lips at your words. "Alright. I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Thanks for taking me. And showing me your music." Regardless of everything he just told you, you still smiled at him before leaving the van.

You did make a decision, and told a small lie to your parents. Or at least not the entire truth. They thought you stayed longer at school so you could see what Eddie's club was up to, but left out the details of the exact game. When they questioned you, you just told them they'd he playing a board game.

So there you were, sitting between Eddie and Gareth while watching what the group (or how Eddie said they call it, Party) was doing. The story went that they, or their characters, were in a town called Saltmarsh and had to find out the secret of an abandoned house. For the first 30 minutes, you quietly watched and listened. Until they all got on a boat and Eddie started talking about the monsters appearing. He set down a figurine on the board, but that one simply confused you. Especially with everyone else being upset by seeing it.

"Whats that?", you asked curiously with knitted brows. "That's a dragon turtle", Gareth said, like it was obvious to you. It was, in fact, not. "Dragon...turtle?" Does it spit underwater fire? Where are it's wings? "A really big turtle.", Eddie said, knowing it was the easiest way for you to understand. "Oooh.", you said quietly. Now you see it. Everyone around the table laughed, until Eddie said their ship was wrecked by said Dragonturtle. That's when the laughter died down, and rather quickly at that.

It got even worse when Sirens appeared. You only knew about mermaids, so the concept of Sirens confused you a bit. But you understood the idea rather quickly.

And unfortunately for Gareth, his character got lured in by them. "Why me?!", he yelled in an upset tone while looking absolutely lost. "That's what lust gets you.", you commented, which made Eddie burst out laughing. You didn't know that he had Gareths character be lured in because he was actually the biggest horndog of the entire group, which made your words even funnier.

For whatever reason, your questions and absent-minded comments made the entire campaigns funnier for everyone. It showed Eddie that you actually enjoyed DnD, even though he saw you clutching your cross necklace every one in a while. Later in the car, you were grinning from ear-to-ear.

"Someone had fun.", he said while buckling his seatbelt. "That was so much fun!", you squealed. "I could've watched even longer! That was not what I was expecting!"

Your expression was adorable. He could kiss your pretty face just from looking at you like this. "Maybe we can find a campaign you'd like.", he suggested. That made your face light up even more. "You'd do that for me?"

Eddie would do just about anything for you at this point. He had to face that his crush was growing into falling in love. How could he not?

"Sure, if you want.", he started the car and drove to your house. His plan was to make a campaign just for you and have everyone tag along, but you didn't need to know that yet.

You kept going on and on about how much fun you had, and that you didn't understand the article from Newsweekly. But your words abruptly stopped when you saw your dad's car missing in the driveway. "What's wrong?", Eddie asked you. You've seen this scenario many times before, at this point it could only mean one thing if both cars were gone by this time. Plus, you knew he didn't work late today. "Mom's having the baby.", you mumbled. He couldn't bring anything out but an "Oh."

"It's fine. I'll get in and see how the kids are." You smiled at him while opening the passenger door. "See you tomorrow! Thank you for today!"

But he didn't see you tomorrow. You didn't come to school, or the day after. Maybe something happened with your mother? Eddie decided to drive over to your place after his second period. When you opened the door, you looked beyond stressed. Hair in a messy ponytail, baggy clothes and worn-out slippers. "Oh thank God, Eddie.", you groaned in relief. "Can you help me, please?"

He came inside to see a mess in the living room. Toys scattered everywhere, snack packaging on the floor and crumbs on every surface humanly possible. Your two youngest brothers was quietly playing in his playpen, but that was the only thing that seemed to calm you. "What's going on?", he asked in a concerned tone. Your house was always clean, or at least only a bit lived-in, when he was over. Never like this. "I have to do this all by myself, I can't do it." You were so close to tears, holding them back barely worked. "It was so easy in Arkansas, we had my aunts and uncles to help." Instinctively, he pulled you into a hug. You didn't mind it at all, it was just what you needed right now. Some tears rolled down your cheek and into his shirt. Eddie felt the wet spot on his top, but he didn't mind. Not when you were so worn-out. "It's gonna be alright, I'll help you.", he promised while still holding onto you.

"Thank you.", you sniffled while whiping your eyes with the back of your hands.

While picking up some of the toys, you told him what you have to do today. "I have to pick up three of them from middle school, one from high school and three from elementary. Then, three of the girls have cheerleading and two of the boys have softball. Sara wants to go to the arcade with some friends as well, and...oh, I need groceries." Your hand ran over your hair. Eddie put the books in his hand back in the bookshelf and walked over to you. "You pick up the kids from elementary, I'll pick them up from middle- and highschool. But we still have some time, so let's clean and get groceries. Okay?" How was he so level-headed right now? To be fair, he hasn't been stuck like this for over a day. It was all growing over your head.

"I'll get the boys ready.", you said. "I'll help.", he replied. It wasn't an offer, it was a decision. Jonah was walking already and wandered into the hallway with Eddie, while you put Isaiah in his overall on the couch.

You four got the grocery shopping done in no time. There was honestly something about watching Eddie with your brothers in the cart, pushing them through the isles with you. You never understood what your friends meant when they said a boy did something attractive until that very moment. It stunned you, so much so that you were just kinda starring at him when he asked you what kind of milk you needed.

"(Y/N)?", he asked. Yet you kept starring. "You okay?"

"I have a crush on you.", you blurted out. While he looked at you with a lightly shocked face, you covered your mouth with your hand. "I-I...", you stuttered, not knowing how to come back from that. Eddie's expression went from shocked to soft, with a smile playing on his lips. "I have a crush on you, too.", he said. Butterflies were flying around in both your stomach, and there was some kind of electric tension between you two. Should you kiss him? Can you kiss him?

"Sissy, choco milk?", Jonah interrupted the moment. It made the two of you look over at him. His small, chubby arm was pointing at a bottle of chocolate milk. "You have to share, okay Jonah?", you said to him while putting it in the cart. "Can we talk about this again later?", Eddie asked you. Both of you were aware that the middle of a grocery store was possibly the worst time and place. "Sure.", you replied with a small smile. Since both of you liked each other, you were hoping for a good outcome. And so was he.

Once everyone was back home from their after-school activity, you put pizza as dinner on the table and did the dishes with Eddie, you both crashed on the couch. Jonah and Isaiah were playing on the floor while the others either went to do their homework or play together.

"Thank you, Eddie. Really, I wouldn't know what I would do without you." His hand found yours and squeezed it. "I'd do anything for you...because I like you a lot." It all circled back to that moment at the grocery store from earlier. Just him holding your hand made you wanna giggle. "So, when I like you too...should we be...a couple?", you stuttered. As he was about to reply, the phone rang.

"Biscuits.", you mumbled in a frustrated tone while getting up. It was your father calling from the hospital, telling you your mother had a little girl they named Bethel. Finally, another girl. "I'll be home tonight, your mother had a long labour and needs to rest." Of course she did, she'd been gone for almost two days. "Okay, I'll see you then...oh, dad?"

"Yes, honey?"

"Can I...kiss before marriage?" There was some silence on the other line before he cleared his throat and talked. "It's okay as long as it doesn't lead to...more. Why?" How would you explain that one.

"Just wondering.", you lied. You lied?! "Bye dad, love you. Tell mom we miss her."

Eddie's head peaked up when he saw you walking back around the corner. "What was it?", he asked. You sat back down next to him and got comfortable. "Dad called, mom had the baby. Her names Bethel." He smiled at that. "That's nice, (Y/N)." Neither of you could believe that your talk kept getting interrupted.

"I would like to be your boyfriend.", he finally said. A grin spread on your face and a squeal left your mouth. "I want you to be my boyfriend!" He laughed at your excitement while letting you jump into his arms. "I'm the happiest girlfriend ever!" One of his hands pet your upper back while the other stroked your hair.

Eddie couldn't remember the last time he was this happy.

"Honey, does it have to be Eddie?", your father asked. A few days after your mother came back from the hospital with baby Bethel, you decided to tell them. "It's already Eddie, dad.", you said confidently. Luckily, your mother was on your side. She liked him, she saw how happy you were and knew he helped out while they were gone. "I just really hoped you'd find a Christian man.", he explained. "It's gonna be hard for him to adjust."

"He selflessly helped her while we weren't here, he has the right values.", your mom spoke up. "She's happy. Remember how I was when we met?" Admittedly, you didn't know much about her youth. She barely talked about it. But it seemed like that argument made your father quiet down quickly. "He's on probation." was his final word before walking off.

"We won that one.", your mother said with a grin while giving you a fistbump.

You two had a beautiful couple of weeks so far. Eddie made a campaign about a crusade just for you, he introduced you to Wayne and even came to church with you once so far. He seriously thought just hanging out with him made you happy, but you wouldn't stop smiling and laughing after the service. How could you get even cuter?

Your father came around eventually. He told you to invite him as often as possible and started treating him like his own son. The moment Eddie held your sister Bethel for the first time was the moment you knew he was the one for you. You knew you wanted to see him like this, but with your own child.

Finally, you could convince your parents to let him sleep over. Of course they had conditions; no making out, leave the door open, no touching below the hips. It was understandable to you, Eddie needed a bit of time to understand. In the end, he was just happy to kiss and cuddle you all night. So after dinner, you two went upstairs to watch a movie in your room.

He spooned you while looking at the screen, on which E.T. played. Although neither of you really cared much about the movie when you finally got to be so close together for the very first time. Eddie couldn't stop playing with your hair, kissing your lips, holding you close. You're all he ever wanted. But with all this kissing and cuddling, you remember that you had to have a talk with him.

"Eddie.", you said in a hushed tone. His head peaked up from behind you in curiosity. "Hmm?", he mumbled. "I know you might expect some...things.", you started. "But I don't think I'd want that before marriage." Your boyfriend knew what you meant. "Are you sure?", he asked. Honestly, he was nervous about his first time with you. It wouldn't be the first time he had sex with someone, but this was different. This was you. The person he was set on spending the rest of his life with. Maybe having to wait for a while wasn't a bad decision. "I don't know.", you whispered that part, since your door was still open. "Probably. Very likely." His response was a kiss to the back of your head. Although he might bring it up again in a few months; he was glad he didn't have to be nervous about that for now. "That's okay, my little lamb.", he mumbled. "But we can still kiss, no?"

You rolled over to face him with a small smile on your lips. "We can kiss, we can cuddle, most things that don't involve...that."

"You mean sex?", he teased you with a grin. "Edward Munson!", you scolded him with a playful slap to his shoulder. "My parents can hear you.". Your boyfriend couldn't help but still giggle at your blushed face with that tone in your voice. "Sorry, honey.", he apologised while kissing your temple. "But it's cute when you get flustered."

"You said I get flustered at everything.", you giggled. His fingers ran over your waist, tickling you a bit in the process. "Because you do, my little lamb."

"I don't!", you argued back. His fingers dug into your waist, making you squeam and giggle. "Eddie!", you laughed out while he kept tickling you. "Eddie, you're mean!" Your boyfriend eventually stopped tickling you and pulled you back into a hug. "Yes you do, that alone made you flush."

"Because I was laughing.", you said with a small pout. It was adorable to look at. "Sure, honey.", he chuckled before kissing you again. "I love you."

You starred at him for a bit. This was the first time he said that to you; and it felt even better than you ever imagined. "I love you, too." One of his fingers stroked along your cheek while he smiled down at you and looked at your lips. "Good."

Your graduation passed, your one-year anniversary passed, and another one of your siblings was born. Was your mother ever done having kids?

A few days before Valentines day, Eddie came to visit your parents while you were at work in the church.

"What's going on?", your mother asked him while sitting down at the dinner table with him and your father.

"Well, me and (Y/N) have been together for a while now, and I want to spend the rest of my life with her." This wasn't the first time your parents had this kind of talk; it already happened with your older sisters husband a few years ago. "And I wanted to ask for your permission to propose to her."

Both of them started smiling at his words, your mother more than your father. "You have our permission to propose.", he said to Eddie. "But, we want her to marry in the church. You would have to get baptised for that. That's my only condition."

To Eddie, that sounded more than fair. He'd do anything to be with you for the rest of his life. "Alright, I'll get baptised before the wedding."

Three days later, the both of you were out on a date. Eddie was never one to take you to restaurants, but rather to fun places like aquariums or carnivals. That was more his setting, and you were okay with that. So for Valentines Day, he took you to an aquarium. Watching you mesmerised by the fishes, giggling while getting to pet a stingray and squealing when a shark swam over your head was about the most beautiful thing he could watch. Eddie was head over heels in love with you and never wanted that to change. So while you were watching a shoal of sweepers swim by, he took a small step back, pulled out the little velvet box and got down on one knee. "Eddie look, a clownfish!", you said excitedly while looking beside you. Why wasn't he there. With a bit of confusion, you turned to look for him, only to see him kneeling. "Eddie...", you whispered, close to tears.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find his words. His nerves got the best of him, and all he could so is look at you and open the box. You knew him well enough, and kneeled down to his level. "Yes, Eddie. I'll marry you.", you whispered, now crying. With a shaky hand, he placed the small diamond ring on your finger before kissing you. Both of you were so happy right now, so much so that you didn't notice that other visitors of the aquarium watched and started clapping.

This day was one of the best days of your life.

When you sat in the pew a few weeks later and got to watch Eddie being baptised by your father, that came close to the proposal. He was doing this for you. That's how special you were to him - all so he could marry you. So he could spend the rest of his life with you. It made your heart swell, and you were the first to clap once the water was sprinkled on his forehead.

Eddie loved you so much, you couldn't believe all he was doing just for you.

"Honey, before we order the dress, I gotta ask you." Your mother turned the corner of your parents living room, where you both were sitting to plan your wedding. Once you two were officially married, you'd move into a small apartment of your own to spend actual alone-time in.

"Do you want special underwear for your wedding? We can order it with the dress, it makes shipping cheaper." To you, that sounded good and you stood up to look through the catalog. But Eddie realized something in that very minute.

He meant to ask you about having sex before marriage a year ago. He never build up the courage because he was too nervous to do bad.

Eddie accidentally waited for you until marriage.

[exponenshul]

The Flash ::: Gravidade

SUMMARY: In this crossover story, a young woman presents her girlfriend with a bottle of Gravidade, to indulge in their mutual love of pregnancy. However, just after her girlfriend drinks it, the young woman encounters a mysterious light that triggers similar effects...

(Contains: rapid pregnancy, mutual pregnancy, lesbian sex, birth, strong language, and more. Reader discretion advised)

Word Count: ~10k

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"Happy Valentine's Day, babe!"

Lana grinned as she approached her girlfriend Gabby, who was sitting on the couch. She had a small package in her hands, wrapped in pink paper and ribbons.

Gabby gasped in surprise. "Babe!! You shouldn't have! I thought we agreed we weren't gonna do gifts this year..."

"Well, I couldn't help it with this one," Lana said, sitting down beside her partner. She handed Gabby the gift. "You'll see once you open it..."

Excitedly, Gabby tore away the packaging, wondering what could be inside. When it was revealed, her eyes and mouth went wide with awe. It was a purple drink bottle.

"Is this...?" she started.

Lana nodded. "It sure is!"

Gravidade was a mysterious drink that became world-famous after women across two towns drank it and became suddenly pregnant. Bottles of it had appeared at the doorsteps of all women of child-bearing age, with no known trace.

However, not all of the drinks were consumed. After it was discovered what Gravidade did to a woman, many remaining bottles were disposed of... and a number of others were saved to be sold on the black market.

"How did you manage to get a bottle?!" Gabby exclaimed.

"I did have to jump through some hoops, and pay a pretty penny..." Lana said. "But it's worth it for you."

The thing was, both Gabby and Lana had a thing for pregnancy. It was part of what made them compatible as a couple. After hearing the Gravidade story on the news, both women had an insatiable desire to get their hands on a bottle of it. Gabby, who had always dreamed of being pregnant herself, was especially interested. A quick and easy way to swell up with babies? It seemed too good to be true.

The two simply sat for a while, enjoying the moment, considering the possibilities. Gabby played with the bottle in her hands, reading the label carefully. She seemed giddy.

Eventually, she looked up at Lana and said, "I...think I wanna try it, like...right now."

"I thought you might say that!" Lana giggled. She leaned in and gave Gabby a peck on the cheek. "I cleared our schedule for the day. If you're ready, then I'm down."

"Okay...!" Gabby said. She held up the bottle and grabbed the cap. After taking a deep breath, she cracked the seal open. She chuckled, both nervous and excited. "Whew...shit, I can't believe this is actually happening right now..."

Lana rested a hand on her girlfriend's thigh as she opened up the bottle. It was a lot to take in, but they both knew that if they spent too long overthinking it, they'd probably never actually go through with it.

"All right...bottoms up," Gabby declared. She lifted the bottle of Gravidade up to her mouth and took a hearty swig.

Lana watched eagerly, waiting for the reaction. She smiled as her girlfriend's eyes went wide.

"Wow, this actually tastes amazing! Everyone online was right," Gabby exclaimed. She immediately went in for another big sip. When finished, she licked her lips and shook the bottle gently. "Shit, okay, that was like half the bottle."

She put the drink down on the table and sat back on the couch, wiping her clammy hands on the cushions.

"Now I guess we just wait," Lana said.

"Hooo...yeah," Gabby breathed. She put her hands on her lower belly. "Ha...I'm kinda scared..."

"Just enjoy it," Lana said, reaching over to pull Gabby in for a hug. "This is gonna be amazing."

"Thank you," Gabby murmured, embracing her girlfriend. "You know how long I've dreamed about this..."

The two sat there in each other's arms for a while. Lana rubbed Gabby's back while Gabby ran her fingers through Lana's silky hair. They held each other tenderly until Gabby made a small noise.

"Mm...hold on, I think..."

The two pulled apart, their hearts beginning to race. Lana watched as Gabby put a hand to her stomach.

"I definitely felt something..." Gabby said. "Like, warmth, or..."

Before Lana could respond, Gabby was pulling off her shirt. Lana blushed a bit as her girlfriend cast the garment aside and sat there in her bra, staring down at her stomach. "Okay, wait. Does it already look bigger to you...?"

Lana peered closely. "...Oh, wow, I think it does...!"

The two girls each gently put a hand on Gabby's lower abdomen. It was very warm, and bumping out almost imperceptibly. Put as they kept their hands there, they noticed her belly slowly starting to fill up more and more, until there was a definite swell.

"Are you trying to push your stomach out like that?" Lana asked quietly. "Or is it really...?"

"I'm not, it's really growing," Gabby said. She looked at Lana in awe. "...I'm actually pregnant."

After another moment, Gabby sat up and grabbed the bottle of Gravidade back up off the table. She nearly thrust it in Lana's face, saying, "...You should drink the other half. We can be pregnant together!"

Lana smiled, but gently pushed the bottle away. "Actually...I think you should have the rest."

Gabby furrowed her brow a bit. "But babe...are you sure?"

"This is probably the only time we'll get this chance, and I know you want to get as big as possible," Lana explained. "I'm happy just watching you grow."

Gabby blushed. She looked again at the bottle in her hand again. "Okay...fuck it, okay." Without another thought, she brought the bottle to her mouth and chugged the rest of the contents.

When she was done, she tossed the bottle to the ground, and Lana gave her a seductive look. "Now let's see just how pregnant you get."

Quickly getting excited, Gabby practically launched herself into Lana's arms. Any remaining anxiety melted away as the two pulled each other close and began making out on the couch. Lana indulged in the sweet smell of her girlfriend's hair, the soft skin of her exposed back.

"I can't...believe this is real," Gabby panted between passionate kisses. Her breath caught briefly in her throat, and she glanced down. "Hh- fuck! I can feel it growing in there..."

Lana put a hand down on Gabby's belly. She lightly pressed her palm into it to try and feel the growth, but it was still subtle. "Do you...like how it feels? What's it like?"

"It feels great," Gabby said, humming a bit as Lana started to plant kisses on her neck and jawline. "I, like...can't even explain it, but I'm filling up...mmmhh..."

She shut her eyes and began to grind her hips into Lana. Her belly continued to swell, to the point where Lana started to feel it pressing against her own stomach, turning her on immensely. She continued to rub the growing mound.

After a few moments, Gabby sat up, panting. "Oh my god," she moaned, putting both hands on her belly, jutting it out to accentuate the growth. "Oh, it's growing so big!"

Lana felt her mouth getting dry as she stared at her girlfriend's pregnant belly, filling up before her very eyes. It was already the size of a grapefruit, and it seemed like the growth was only accelerating.

"I wanna feel it some more," Lana said. It was Gabby's turn to sit back as Lana lay forward, eye-level with her girlfriend's belly. Lana grasped Gabby's flanks and started planting kisses on her belly, yielding contented hums and sighs from the increasingly pregnant girl. She was amazed at how well the skin on her belly was holding up, so warm and still so soft and smooth. Lana kissed tenderly, yet firmly enough that she could gauge the tautness of Gabby's skin with her lips. It was magical, feeling the mass within her girlfriend's womb grow with each passing second.

Lana moved her kisses down, feeling more bold the hornier they both got. She started to unbutton Gabby's pants, and the latter grinned in anticipation. When Lana unlatched the button, her girlfriend's belly spilled forth, free to grow unrestrained. She tugged Gabby's pants down to her knees, but was stopped before she could get to the panties.

"Wait," Gabby blurted, voice airy. "Grab...my toy from our room. The pink one."

"Oh, you're so right..." Lana breathed, eyes widening. She immediately stood up, already turning for the bedroom. "I'll be right back, don't grow too much while I'm gone!"

Gabby giggled as Lana darted out of the room.

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Lana knew exactly where to look. She went to Gabby's nightstand, yanking open the bottom drawer. Inside were some massage oils, lubes, and a pink vibrating rabbit toy, which they had used many times before. She grabbed up a couple items, ready to make a quick turnaround, not wanting to waste a moment.

However, when she stood up, she was almost knocked back by a strange phenomenon. Outside the bedroom window, a sudden flash of light nearly struck Lana blind. She stumbled, but by the time she went to shield her eyes, the light had already dissipated. Confused, she blinked a couple times...but had no time to question anything.

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When Lana returned, Gabby was sprawled on the couch in just her underwear, staring down at a belly that now looked roughly seven months pregnant. Her eyes lit up as her girlfriend came back into the room.

"How are you feeling now?" Lana asked.

"Full," Gabby replied, rubbing big circles on her belly. "But I love watching the baby grow. It's better than I even expected."

"I love it too," Lana said. "Sorry if it took me a sec, I just got flashbanged in our room."

"...What?"

"This crazy flash of light came from outside," Lana explained. "I don't know. It was probably just my eyes adjusting, or something." She came over and knelt down in front of Gabby on the couch, cracking open a bottle of massage oil. "...Anyway, where were we?"

Gabby gave a half-lidded smile, adjusting her position and moving her hands to give Lana full access. "You were just telling me how much you love my pregnant belly."

"I love it so much," Lana gushed, squirting some oil onto her hand, then rubbing her palms together. "I always knew you'd look sexy with babies in you." She placed her hands palm-down on Gabby's expanding middle and began to rub. Gabby gasped as the cool substance touched her skin.

"Mmmm, babies?" Gabby cooed, emphasizing the plural. "How many did you give me?"

"Well, according to the bottle, you're gonna get pretty big." Lana said slyly. She rubbed her hands in wide circles, making sure that every inch of Gabby's gravid orb was smooth and glistening. She ran her thumb over her girlfriend's belly button as it began to flatten out from the expanding pressure behind it.

"Oooh, can't wait..." Gabby purred, shifting in her seat a bit. She put a hand up to her chest, noticing a bit of discomfort there. "Mmh- babe, help me take this bra off...it's cutting into me."

"Of course," Lana said. She moved her hands around to Gabby's back, where she deftly unlatched her girlfriend's bra (something she had a lot of experience in). Gabby pushed the straps off her shoulders, and the garment fell beside her on the couch. Her breasts spilled out, falling to either side of her pregnant belly. They were fuller, weighty, and the areola were dark and puffy.

"Ahh, that feels better," Gabby sighed with relief.

"Man, these have gotten bigger, too...!" Lana said in awe. She went to reach for them, but paused.

"Mmmh...like what you see?" Gabby flirted, wiggling her chest a bit. "Come on, give 'em a squeeze...they're really sensitive..."

"Hold on, sorry," Lana stammered, suddenly feeling off. There was a stirring in her abdomen. "I just need a sec..."

She sat back on her haunches, clutching her stomach. Something was...different. She looked down, and what she saw made her eyes go wide. "Wh...no way..."

"What is it?" Gabby asked, hearing the change in her girlfriend's tone.

Lana shook her head to make sure she wasn't hallucinating...but it was obviously real. "I'm...growing! Just like you, I'm fucking growing!"

Gabby immediately sat up as best she could. She looked down and saw that between Lana's tank top and shorts, a sliver of belly was just barely starting to push outward. It was rounding out, in exactly the same manner as hers just had. "Oh my god, you are..."

"H-how is this happening?!" Lana shrieked, scrambling to her feet. She rubbed and poked at her middle in a panic. "I didn't even drink the stuff!"

"So you're saying that you're...?"

"Pregnant...I think I'm actually pregnant."

"Babe...that means we're both pregnant..." Gabby breathed.

"I know! Was it because I was kissing you? Did I swallow some? Shit, what do I do?!"

"Babe!" Gabby shouted, getting Lana's attention back. She grabbed her girlfriend's waist and looked her in the eyes. "We're...both...pregnant...! Together!"

After seeing the lust in Gabby's eyes and realizing what she meant, Lana's sudden fears gave way to the fantasy once more. That's right...no matter how it happened, they were both pregnant now, like they'd always wanted. And at the rate they were growing, there was no time to waste with hesitation.

"...Fuck," was all Lana could muster before she sank down onto Gabby's lap, grabbing onto her face and kissing her passionately. Their bellies pressed together, Lana's barely a potbelly while Gabby's looked full term. The oil on Gabby's skin transferred onto Lana's, lubricating it the same way.

Their hips grinded, their tongues explored each other's mouths, all while their pregnant bellies grew in tandem and rubbed together. It was the horniest they'd ever felt, not only for their own pregnancies, but for their partner's. It was a scenario they'd only ever dreamed of, and they were about to take advantage of every moment.

"I love you," Lana gasped between sloppy kisses. "I didn't really expect this, but...I love it."

"Mmmh I love you too," Gabby moaned. "Oohh...squeeze my tits now, they're aching..."

Lana reached up and greedily sunk her fingers into Gabby's engorged breast, earning a yelp of pleasure. After a couple squeezes, fluid started to leak into her hand.

"Oh shit, you're making milk," Lana said breathily. "That's so hot." Without hesitating, she leaned down, taking Gabby's breast into her mouth and sucking.

Gabby arched her back as the feeling of Lana's lips on her nipple caused shocks of pleasure. "Oooh god yes! That feels so good...keep doing it!"

Lana continued to suckle, nibbling with her teeth and taking in milk. "I can't get over this...you taste incredible..."

Gabby grasped Lana's waist to steady them both. Glancing down, she slid one hand onto Lana's rapidly swelling belly, humming as she rubbed it. "Oh, your little belly is so cute..." Her fingertips brushed across the surface, handling the bump with care.

Her girlfriend unlatched, sitting back to admire their progress. "And yours is getting huge...!"

"God, you're right," Gabby said. She cradled the underside of her belly, now looking full with twins, bulging and rounding in all directions. "I feel so heavy...so much baby in me..."

"How many do you feel?" Lana asked, the two of them letting their hands explore the massive swell.

"Oooh, it's hard to tell..." Gabby murmured, swaying back and forth and gyrating her hips. "I think I feel two...no, three...!"

Lana gulped. The thought of her girlfriend carrying multiple babies...not to mention how many she might be carrying...she put her hands back on her own belly and caressed it in wonder. She looked like she could be entering her third trimester already...

"What does it feel like for you?" Gabby asked, noticing Lana's observations. She reached out and started to stroke her girlfriend's belly again.

"Mmmmh," Lana closed her eyes and leaned in, allowing Gabby to reach her growing belly better. "I totally feel full...and like, constantly fuller...and it feels really nice when you rub it." She breathed in deeply, jutting her middle farther out into Gabby's hands.

Gabby relished her partner's enjoyment of the unexpected pregnancy. She continued to feel up Lana's belly as she whispered, "I think I know something else that would feel nice..."

Lana opened her eyes again to see Gabby reaching for the pink rabbit toy, which had been momentarily forgotten in the heat of the moment. She bit her lip, insides tingling at the thought.

"I like the way you think," Lana said. "Why don't we take this to the bedroom?"

Gabby nodded in agreement- the couch was getting a bit crowded. She let Lana stand up first, then attempted to get up herself, but struggled. "Oof- help me up, babe."

Lana grabbed both of Gabby's hands and helped to pull her into a standing position, both girls grunting from the effort. Once they were up and facing each other, they took a moment to appreciate their bodies from the new angle. Lana looked full term with a single baby, whereas Gabby seemed ready to drop three. Amazingly, both girls were still growing, their bellies getting heavier by the moment.

"I'm so fucking big," Gabby said, groaning as she supported her belly with both hands, one now clutching their toy as well. "I don't know if I can move!"

"It'll be worth it once we get to the bedroom," Lana assured her, rubbing her back. "Now lemme see you waddle."

Grunting and moaning, Gabby moved forward, making heavy steps toward the bedroom. Lana followed behind, getting used to her own newfound weight. She glanced at her girlfriend's backside, eyebrows raising.

"Damn, did your ass get fatter, too?" Lana asked, feeling no better than a man.

"Oooh, I'm sure," Gabby said, voice deep and sultry. She reached back and squeezed at her own cheeks, fingers sinking into doughy flesh. "I'm filling up everywhere..."

Lana gnawed at her lip, her arousal reaching a boiling point.

The two made it to the bedroom, and Lana ushered Gabby up onto the bed. "Let's get you up there before you swell up any more."

Gabby climbed up onto the bed, crawling on her hands and knees toward the pillows. She just kept rubbing her belly, which swayed and heaved as it expanded, grazing the sheets below. She moaned, finally collapsing onto her elbows, face in a pillow. "Oooooh the babies, I feel them...they're moving around..."

Lana went up onto the bed as well, feeling crazy with desire as she watched her girlfriend in this state. Small lumps appeared and disappeared from Gabby's middle, evidence of the life within. She was in a state of fertility that was previously unfathomable, full to the brim with babies, having all but succumbed to the growth of her pregnancy. Not only that, but she had a pregnant girlfriend who was about to rail her so hard she'd see stars. Lana felt so wet she feared her panties may be soiled.

She approached Gabby from behind and put a hand between her legs, stroking her through her underwear. Gabby moaned louder, voice muffled a bit by the pillows.

Not feeling the need to waste time on more foreplay, Lana grabbed Gabby's panties and began to pull them down. Gabby angled her back and wiggled her hips to make it easier. Once the garment was cast aside, she spread her knees out to give Lana better access. Her pussy was glistening, practically begging for what was about to come.

Lana took the rabbit toy and turned on the vibration, hearing more noises of anticipation from her partner. She held the tip of the toy up against Gabby's sex, teasing her by moving it around slowly.

Gabby squirmed and seized. "Nnnghh- god, come on, give it to meeee, I need it so bad!"

"Are you gonna say 'please?'"

"Please!!"

It was no sooner than the word left Gabby's mouth that Lana plunged the toy deep into her. Gabby inhaled sharply, back arching even more as she was filled. Lana started a pumping rhythm, and Gabby moaned at the sensation.

"Ooooohh, god...getting fucked...while pregnant (nnhh) ...feels so... fuh- c- ...g-GOOD!"

Lana grinned, happy with her work. She thrust the toy into Gabby over and over, making sure to hit her most sensitive spots. She watched as her girlfriend's breasts and belly swayed back and forth with each hit, full and heavy.

After a while of this, Gabby turned her head a bit to look at Lana over her shoulder. "Babe...hhh...grab...my belly...haaahhhh...I need you to- mmh...rub it...while you fuck me!"

It was difficult for Lana to maneuver with her own gravid belly- now possibly sporting twins- in the way. But with some stretching and maneuvering, she was able to reach her free hand down and around, lightly smacking Gabby's belly and beginning to rub it.

"Ooooh..." Gabby cooed.

"That...feel good?" Lana panted, starting to sweat from exertion.

"Yes...it's been starting to feel...so tight- mmhhh!"

Lana watched as Gabby's face contorted. She was no doubt starting to feel overwhelmed with sensation...it motivated Lana, and she increased her efforts, gripping Gabby's belly more firmly and pounding her harder.

"Oh, babe...oh- OHHHH!" Gabby cried out, vocabulary shrinking as pleasure consumed her. Her tits dripped milk onto the bed as she swayed.

"Mmmgh, your belly's so tight..." Lana said, trying to get her girlfriend worked up even more. "So full and round...you're such a good momma..."

Gabby had fallen into delirious grunts, squeaks, and gasps for air. Sweat matted her hair to her neck and made her back shine. Her legs began to tremble as Lana pounded her even harder.

When she eventually fell silent and squeezed her eyes shut, Lana could tell that Gabby was getting close. She thrust the toy faster, then even faster, until her arm started to lose feeling.

At last, a loud moan escaped Gabby's throat as she climaxed. "Oh...I'm gonna...cuh...oooooOOOOAAAHHH!!"

Gabby's whole body tensed, and the toy was practically ejected from her, along with a substantial gush of fluid. Lana leaned back, knowing there was gonna be a big finish, but not expecting to be in the splash zone.

She sat back as Gabby reeled and twitched from the orgasm, the two needing a moment to catch their breath.

Eventually, Lana started to say, "Wow, babe, that was—"

"I think that was my water breaking," Gabby croaked. She began to roll over, still recovering.

Lana was taken aback. "Wait, shit...I fucked you into labor? Already?"

Gabby turned onto her back, grimacing as she clutched her huge, heaving belly. "Fuck...yeah. Grab a towel."

Acting fast, Lana heaved her pregnant self off the bed, waddling to their dresser. As she pulled out a towel, Gabby moaned again, this time from discomfort.

"You okay?" Lana asked as she headed back to the bed.

"Yeah...that was definitely a contraction, big time. Hooo...."

Lana got back between Gabby's legs, patting around her vulva and the sheets with the towel, trying to soak up some of the fluid. "Okay, just breathe. It's game time."

"Ooh, this is all happening so fast..." Gabby whined. "Mmmmgghh!"

Lana watched as her girlfriend's massive belly tightened up with the contraction. It was no longer growing, further evidence that her pregnancy was nearing the end. It was unbelievable to watch...it really was all happening so fast. Lana started to get a bit sad, realizing their fun would soon be over...

Still, Gabby continued to grunt and moan. The contractions were coming quickly. "Hnnnghh...oh! Ahh!"

"What are you feeling, babe?" Lana asked, stroking her girlfriend's thigh comfortingly.

"So...much pressure," Gabby breathed, squirming around in unease. "It feels like they already wanna come out..."

"Does it hurt?"

"Kinda, but- ngggh- not as much as I thought," Gabby explained. "Just so...full and tight! Ghhh!"

Lana watched as her girlfriend bore down, and as her belly visibly shrank from the force. She was already trying to push...

"Hold on, I'm gonna move off the edge of the bed," Lana told her. "Scoot yourself over, I'll have a better angle to help you at."

She got out from between Gabby's legs and started moving to the side of the bed. As she did, she felt a sudden tightening in her own swollen belly. She gripped it, eyebrows furrowing. That...wasn't anything, right? Though, her belly seemed to have stopped growing, too...

Lana tried not to think about it as she got off the bed. She knelt at the bedside, waiting for Gabby to move over.

Meanwhile, Gabby was struggling. She'd turned her body a bit, shifting her hips, but quickly had to stop. "Ooooh...oh, babe, it's moving down, I can feel it!"

"Come on, it's okay," Lana encouraged. She grabbed onto Gabby's legs as she turned, helping her into position. She scooted over in front of Lana, ass right to the edge of the bed with her legs hanging over the sides. Lana was once more between her thighs, eye level with her crotch. Her sex was red and swollen.

Gabby grimaced and clutched her heaving mound of belly. "Hnnggh, here comes another contraction! Fuck, it feels like there's a- mmh- bowling ball down there!"

As her girlfriend strained, Lana felt another cramp. She cradled her twin belly with one hand. This was not good timing...

Gabby moaned as her belly heaved. "Uuunggh! I've gotta p-push!"

Lana needed a way to distract them both. Acting impulsively, she leaned in, putting her mouth against Gabby's pussy. Using her tongue, she began to stimulate her partner's clit.

Upon contact, Gabby gasped and quaked. "Oh, f-fuck! Babe...!"

Lana wrapped her arms around Gabby's thighs to get a better hold. "Mmf- does this...help?"

"Uff...f-fuck...yes!" Gabby sputtered, gyrating her hips with Lana's movements.

Lana kept sliding her tongue over Gabby's most sensitive areas, sucking and biting where she could. She could feel that Gabby's pussy was starting to bulge outward, a weight pressing on it from within. The baby's head was coming.

All the while, she was quickly confirming to herself that she was having her own contractions. She was feeling that tightness and pressure that her girlfriend mentioned.

Gabby bore down again. "I'm pushing it ooout! I can- mmmmmmhh- feel it!"

Lana moved her head back and watched as Gabby's labia began to part, and the small teardop shape of a baby's head appeared. She stared in awe while she grabbed the hem of her tank top to wipe her mouth off. "Whoa..."

"Are you...seeing anything?" Gabby panted.

"Yeah, I see the head," Lana said. "You're actually pushing out a baby. Holy shit..."

Hearing that seemed to empower Gabby. She pushed again, and the crown between her legs grew bigger.

Lana moved her hands to be able to guide the head out. She spoke more words of encouragement, putting aside the fact that she was going into labor herself. She could keep quiet about it- things surely weren't too far along, and it wasn't terribly painful yet.

With Gabby's next contraction, the head reached a full crown, and she cried out. "GAAAAAH!! Ngggh!"

"Does it burn?" Lana asked.

"I- it- yeah, but like- it just- I can't even explain...hhnngggooohh GOD!"

Gabby pushed hard, and the baby's head popped fully out, along with a spurt of fluid.

"You got the head out!" Lana exclaimed, cradling the slimy mass in her hands, checking to make sure everything looked right. "You're doing so great, keep going!"

Just as she said it, Lana felt a sudden release. She glanced down as a gush of liquid escaped from between her legs, soaking her spandex shorts and leaking onto the rug below. Well, shit...there went her waters. And the rug would definitely need washing, too...

She looked back up as Gabby howled, giving her biggest push yet. The baby squeezed out past its widest point, quickly spilling out into Lana's awaiting hands. Gabby gasped and fell back, exhausted and relieved.

"My god, you did it, babe! You had a baby!" Lana said, staring at the newborn in wonder. "Awww, wow, a little girl..."

Gabby tried to look up and smiled weakly. "Hhh...wow...so, does it...really have no cord...?"

"No, it doesn't," Lana confirmed. The baby had no umbilical cord, and was staying rather quiet, though definitely breathing. After their research, Lana and Gabby both knew that these phenomena were standard for Gravidade babies, but it was still a bit strange to witness. "Hang on, let me get her settled..."

Lana took the baby and carried her away, hobbling across the floor on her knees. She went over to the foot of the bed, where they had a plush storage ottoman. With her free hand, she took a blanket from within the bin and spread it out over top of the cushion. She lay the newborn there, using the corner of the blanket to wipe her clean a bit.

Just then, Gabby started to groan again. "Ooohh babe...I think there's another right behind..."

"Coming- ghh!" said Lana, clutching her belly once more as it tightened. She was going to try and ignore that contraction, and the increasing downward pressure she was feeling...

As she worked her way back over to the bedside, Gabby called to her, somewhat sheepishly. "Mmm...do you think you could...touch me again? It felt really good- nnngh- just then..."

"Of course, my love," Lana said softly, planting herself between Gabby's thighs again. Instead of using her mouth this time, she went in with her fingers, using her thumb to rub on Gabby's clit.

Gabby began to squirm and moan with pleasure as her body worked through more contractions. Meanwhile, Lana's contractions were working her baby down quickly. The pressure was very low on her hips, the head surely already passing through the birth canal. All she did to accommodate this was spread her knees a bit wider, still focused on taking care of her partner.

After only a minute or so, Gabby began to push again, shuddering and growling from her efforts. She was sweating profusely now, hair matted and hands clammy.

Lana was faring largely the same, a long rivulet of sweat dripping down her face as she worked her magic on Gabby's sensitive parts. She was also beginning to feel the urge to push, and her body was ready to give in subconsciously.

Gabby heaved and strained, clutching the bedsheets in her fists and shoving her head back into the mattress. "Uuunnghh! It's moving down...f-filling me...it's so...mmmmh!"

Hearing her girlfriend's moans, Lana bit her lip. It seemed like she was almost getting off to giving birth...could the clit stim be helping that much? Or was she just that into it? It was giving Lana all sorts of feelings she'd never unlocked before. She licked her lips and started to press her thumb down harder.

All the while, pressure was building between Lana's legs. Even as she worked to further her girlfriend's pleasure, she was huffing and puffing her way through contractions. Now, the baby's head was right at its exit, starting to push its way down and out.

"Nggh- oooh here it comes!" Gabby bellowed. Lana watched as her vaginal lips started to part again, making way for the second baby's head. "God- so tight!"

Lana grimaced a bit as her own body tightened and squeezed. She reached one hand past her belly and groped down between her legs, feeling a small bulge. While fondling herself and staring at Gabby's opening, she felt an odd and wildly intimate sense of connection. The same thing that she was witnessing was happening to herself. She was going to push a baby out, just like her girlfriend. And, fuck...if Gabby's birth had felt anything like what she was feeling, it was no wonder her partner was getting so worked up. She allowed herself to bear down a bit, feeling the baby's head spread her more. God, she was really doing this...

"Hoo- hoo- oooaaahhhh!!" Gabby moaned, pulling Lana back from her thoughts. Quickly, Lana brought both her hands back up to support the emerging baby. Gabby was pushing hard, and the head was crowning fast.

"Take it- mmhh- easy, babe," Lana panted. "Don't hurt yourself, just let it come."

"I wanna come- want IT to- just- mmmGGGH FUCK!"

As Gabby's second baby neared a full crown, Lana felt her own baby pressing down into her underwear. Her kneeling stance slowly sank lower and spread wider, her body moving along with the intense downward pressure. "Mmmhhhh babe you're doing so goooooooood..."

"I'm- mmmm I'm tryingggg," Gabby whined. "Is it...coming out?"

"Oooohh it's totally coming ooout," Lana said, not sure if she was talking to herself or Gabby at that point. Her upper and lower halves were focused on entirely different things.

Breathing heavily, Gabby gave herself only a moment's rest before pushing again. This time, her second baby's head popped out fully.

"Ah! Oooh, I can't stop pushing...it- mphh- f-feels too...good!" she squeaked.

"You got it, babe, just- mhh...go nice and steady," Lana encouraged. She was trembling from the feeling of her own baby stretching her. There was pressure and pain, but through that, it did somehow feel good...was that another Gravidade side effect? Or was all birth like this...?

"Ohhh it's gonna come, I'm gonna-" Gabby croaked, gritting her teeth as she bore down. The baby squeezed out past its shoulders, and there was once more a little human sliding out into Lana's arms. "NGAAAAAAAHHH! Oh, fuck!"

Lana caught the baby and tried to sit back with it in her arms, though moving was difficult with a crowning head between her legs. She looked at the baby and smiled. "Whew! Another girl!"

Gabby sighed with relief, collapsing onto the bed again. "Hhhh, man...that was a lot."

"Mmmh... yeah," Lana muttered, throat tight. She could feel her own baby pressing further into her clothes, the head feeling ready to come out. She would have loved to stare at Gabby's newborn for longer, but there wasn't much time until she'd have one of her own. She maneuvered her way over to the ottoman, careful not to make any sudden or heavy moves, lest gravity pull her baby out more.

As Lana was nestling the second newborn next to the first, Gabby called to her. "Hooo...okay, babe, there's definitely more in me...but I think we've got some time before the next one comes."

Lana looked over, watching as Gabby rubbed her still-massive belly, skin flushed from all her efforts. She was looking up at the ceiling, obviously not yet feeling ready to sit up.

"Do you...hnngh...need anything? Water? More pillows?" Lana asked.

"No, but..." Gabby said softly, "...I do want you to come up here...so I can thank you."

Lana gulped, fully aware of the nearly-birthed head tenting out her shorts. But who was she to say no to her girlfriend's request? "...Say no more, my love."

There was still plenty of room on the ottoman, so Lana used it as a step to help herself get up. Every movement of her legs threatened to open up more room for the emerging baby, and every shift of her weight made her want to push more. But she held back, just for now.

Gabby saw Lana approaching on her hands and knees and smiled. "Mmmh, there you are...look at you, all...hooo...big and pregnant."

Lana smiled, trying to hide the fact that she was giving birth. "Nnnh... uh huh." She crawled right over to her girlfriend, their faces close, bellies touching.

Abruptly, Gabby reached up with both hands and grabbed Lana's breasts, earning a grunt. She squeezed playfully and hummed. "Ooooh, and look at these...so full. I think- mmmh- the milk's starting to leak into your shirt...how many cup sizes do you think you've gone up, hmmm?"

The sudden sensation caused Lana to arch her back, sticking her ass more into the air. She pushed involuntarily as Gabby squeezed into her sensitive flesh. "Ooohhggh... nnho... I dunno..."

"And this..." Gabby continued, moving her hands down to cup Lana's sweaty, bulging belly. "You got so big...how does it feel for you?"

Lana's breath caught at the touch of Gabby's hands on her bare belly. The skin was so stretched and sensitive... "Mmmh...hooo...it feels...unngh...great."

"It's tight, like a drum..." Gabby marveled, starting to move her hands around in slow, long circles. "I'm sure it could use some rubs..."

"I..." Lana started, just before giving in to another push. Her hips moved back, and when she bore down, the baby's head came fully out into her shorts, stretching the elastic fabric profusely. "NNGH! Ahhhh..."

Gabby noticed her girlfriend's thighs shaking. Lana's head was down, and she was obviously in distress. "Babe? Are you okay...?"

"I'm...okay," Lana grunted. "You can...mmph...keep rubbing my belly..."

"Okay..." Gabby said, continuing to run her fingers across Lana's middle. The sensation quelled the labor pains, which Lana enjoyed.

"Mmmh, that's it..." Lana cooed, now rocking forward and back on her knees, her body fully focused on easing the baby out. The shoulders were starting to stretch her, causing immense pressure. "Hooooooo..."

After a moment, Gabby smirked. "You know, that's not the only thing I can rub..."

"Mmmghh..." Lana gurgled in response. She was helpless to intervene as Gabby reached one hand between her legs, immediately feeling the baby's head protruding under her clothes.

Shocked, Gabby gasped. "Babe!! What the hell? You didn't tell me yours was coming out!"

"Didn't...wanna worry you- ngggggghhhhh...!" Lana pushed again. This time, the baby was fully born, lodging itself in the leg of her shorts. "Ooooh...it's out. Shit, it's really out."

Quickly, Lana sat herself up, gasping for air. She tugged her shorts and underwear halfway down, just enough past her ass to be able to reach in and grab the baby. Gabby just stared open-mouthed, still processing what just happened.

Lana smiled as she brought the baby, a little boy, up into her arms. "Ohh, hi baby...Oh, look at you..."

"Damn, babe, you really just did that!" Gabby said, laughing incredulously. "Wow. You made it seem like nothing."

"Yeah...did not expect it to be that fast..." Lana breathed.

"Yeah...oof," Gabby said, first chuckling, then wincing as she clutched her belly. "Uh, speaking of which..."

"You got another one coming?" Lana asked. Her girlfriend nodded in response.

After pulling her shorts back up, Lana carried her baby over to the ottoman, sitting him with the others. She took a moment to breathe and reset, then went back over to her partner.

Gabby was shifting around on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position. "Uggh... my back is aching."

"Do you wanna try a different position?" Lana asked.

"Actually...mmh- maybe, yeah. I wanna get on my hands and knees, like you just were."

It took Gabby a minute, but with Lana's assistance, she was able to roll her heavy body over, getting up into her new position. Her head faced the pillows, and her backside faced Lana, who was once more in place to help guide her baby out.

"Did it...nnggh...help to rock back and forth?" Gabby asked.

"Yeah, I think so," Lana said, cradling her own belly. "It helped the baby move down easier."

Gabby nodded. "Okay...hoooo. I'm gonna- mmh- focus on these contractions...if you could maybe just rub my back a bit."

"You got it," Lana said. As she started to gently massage Gabby's back, she had time to collect her thoughts and think about the current situation. She'd just given birth...and Gabby was about to have a third kid, all from what seemed like magic. They weren't done quite yet...Lana knew she still had one more baby in her womb, and Gabby surely had another. But things were going fast, and after they'd pushed out their babies...they'd probably never be pregnant again. Lana caressed her belly, feeling melancholy for a moment. She'd barely gotten to enjoy being pregnant...she didn't want it to end yet...

She was pulled from her reverie by her girlfriend's moans. Lana watched as Gabby's body tensed up, her belly lifting up from the bed.

"Ooohhh God," Gabby groaned, burying her face in her arms. "Yeah, this one's...definitely coming fast. Nggghh!"

"That's okay, babe, you're doing so good," Lana said, pressing her palms into Gabby's aching muscles. "Do you like being in this position?"

"Gghh- yeah," Gabby grunted. "Hooo...I think...I want you to rub my belly now..."

Lana leaned in as far as she could with her own belly in the way. As she attempted to reach around, she unmistakably felt another contraction of her own. Shit, things really weren't letting up...

She placed a hand flat on the side of Gabby's low-hanging belly and began to rub in circles. Gabby hummed and cooed in response, enjoying Lana's touch.

"I never thought...this would feel so nice," Gabby breathed.

"Tell me about it," Lana replied. "It doesn't even...mmmggh...feel real."

"I just can't believe..." Gabby started, trailing off in the middle of the sentence as her next contraction hit. "Hoooo....nngaaah! Ah, fuck...I gotta start...pushing again!"

Lana held onto Gabby's belly as she pushed, feeling the muscles tighten under her fingertips. She watched as Gabby's pussy began to bulge out just slightly, and redoubled the efforts on rubbing her gravid swell.

At the same time, Lana felt another contraction of her own. She desperately wished that her body would hold out; maybe if she tried to ignore it, labor would last longer.

"NNGAAAHH!" Gabby bellowed. "It's- ghhh- stretching me!"

Lana watched as the now-familiar teardrop shape formed between Gabby's legs. She moved her hand away from her girlfriend's heaving belly in order to guide the head out. "Doing great, babe. Mmh...keep pushing!"

Gabby spread her legs wider and bore down again. She was getting good at this, now- the baby's head quickly reached a full crown.

Meanwhile, Lana felt the weight of her baby sinking lower, down through her birth canal. God, please hold on, she thought. As long as she didn't try to push, she could probably keep the baby in for a bit...

"Unnggh!!" Gabby grunted, as she got the head out. She was certainly not thinking about holding back.

Lana supported the head as fluid dripped onto the sheets below. "Nnhh- almost there, Gabby! You got this!"

Gabby pushed again as the baby's shoulders stretched her. "Ahhh it buuurns, fuck!"

"Come o- onnnnnnn!" Lana groaned, her whole body tightening as a contraction sent her baby's head right up against its exit. She instinctively clutched the underside of her belly and grimaced. "Oooh, ohhhh..."

"I- I've got it, it's..." Gabby choked. "...Hnng! It's COMINGGGGGAAAAAH!!"

With a final push, the baby was born into Lana's hands. Lana held it gently, even as she was struggling through her own labor.

"Ahh...mmmggh...you did it. It's a buh...boy," Lana said, growing weary.

"God...wow..." Gabby replied, gasping for air. She'd collapsed forward onto the pillows, also exhausted. "I dunno how much longer I can keep this up...!"

"Well," Lana breathed, as she turned to set the newborn down. "I think we both only have one baby left...then we're- nggh- done."

"God," Gabby repeated, lost for words. She turned over, flopping onto her back and splaying her arms out like a starfish. Her still-pregnant belly rose and fell with her heavy breathing. She was drenched in sweat at this point, having endured a proper workout.

After resting the baby on the ottoman, Lana turned back and started crossing the bed to approach her girlfriend. The baby was trying to escape her, but she clenched her muscles, attempting to stop it from crowning through sheer willpower. It was working somewhat, but keeping a straight face through it all was another kind of challenge.

Lana knelt in front of Gabby and began to rub her belly with both hands. "Take a breather, babe. We've...mmph...only got so much longer to enjoy this..."

Gabby closed her eyes and exhaled. "Hooo...this has been...so intense."

"Hrrnngh- I know," Lana grunted. She couldn't help tensing up as the baby's head began to press down into her panties. The pressure on her pelvis was unbearable. "...But I've been...ghh- loving every bit."

"Me too," Gabby said, her tired eyes looking up at Lana lovingly. "I love you so much."

Lana bent down as best she could, planting her arms on either side of her partner's shoulders. "I love you too," she said, before leaning down and meeting Gabby's lips with a kiss.

Gabby was worn out, but did her best to kiss back passionately. She took her arms and wrapped them around Lana's back, pulling her in.

"Ah-!" Lana yelped, caught off guard. She almost head-butted Gabby was she was forced downward, the two girls' bellies colliding and pressing together. The added pressure caused Lana's baby to crown more, and she let out a low moan. "Uuuooaah! Ohhh fuck..."

Hearing this, Gabby knew something was wrong. "What's...? Oh no, don't tell me..."

Lana grimaced and bit her lip as she felt Gabby's hand leave her back and trace its way around her body, down between her legs, where the bulge of the baby's head was prominent.

"You've got another coming out..." Gabby observed, gently feeling the lump with her fingers.

"Y-yeah..." Lana croaked. She felt herself getting flushed, feeling ashamed at the question she was about to ask. "D-do you...nngggh...think you could...p-push it back?"

"...Huh?"

"J-just a bit, with your hand," Lana sputtered, knowing how crazy she sounded. "I'm...I just...don't wanna stop...b-being pregnant yet."

Gabby stared at Lana with eyebrows furrowed...but quickly, she started to understand. She pondered while Lana tried desperately not to push any more. After a moment, Lana saw her expression shift.

"...Hold still, this'll probably hurt." Gabby said softly.

Lana barely had a second to brace herself before Gabby was pushing back on the crown between her legs. She let out a choked groan as she instantly felt the pain of the baby being forced back into her. Her jaw clenched and her legs shook, but Gabby did not relent until the head was all the way back inside, and her hand could press flat again Lana's vulva.

Once it was done, Gabby removed her hand, and quickly maneuvered her pregnant body to get off the bed. "Okay, hold it there for a sec. I have an idea."

Still reeling from what had just happened, Lana fell onto her side, grasping her belly and squeezing her thighs together. "Ohhh...wh-what're you...doing?"

She watched as Gabby waddled over to their dresser, opening the drawer of athletic garb. After a little searching, she pulled out three pairs of spandex shorts.

"Here- mmpph- put this on," Gabby told her, tossing one of the pairs over. "And I'll put on the other two. That should hold things off for a bit."

Lana was surprised at her girlfriend's suggestion. She sat up and picked up the shorts. "A-are you sure that's...smart?"

"Like you said, we- hooo- don't have much time," Gabby explained, starting to step into the shorts one by one. "I'm feeling my contractions starting again too, and- ngggh!- if we wanna enjoy these pregnancies while we can, this should hold everything together a...ggh, a little longer."

Realistically, Lana had no time to mull it over. A few more minutes of waiting, and their babies were going to be born, and the pregnancies they'd been dreaming of would be over for good. "...Okay. Let's try it..."

The two young women both managed to wrangle the stretchy shorts up past their thighs and wide hips. Gabby now had two layers of shorts on, while Lana had a couple pairs of her own, as well as her panties underneath.

"How does it feel?" Gabby asked, waddling over as she cradled her belly.

"Definitely very tight," Lana said, as two layers of compression fabric dug into her. "But it...hoooo...feels like everything will, uh...stay in place for a while."

"Mhmm, totally," Gabby said, feeling the fabric over her crotch with her hand. "Gotta be a pretty strong baby to- ngghh- get through that."

Lana grunted and heaved as she stood up from the bed, still trying to keep her legs together, fearing the baby would start coming out again. "Oof...so, ah...what now? Are you hungry? Thirsty?"

"I think I could definitely use some water," Gabby said. "I've been...mmph...sweating a lot."

"Me too," Lana agreed. She began to walk out of the room with Gabby, but stopped briefly. "Oh, wait, hold on..."

Lana reached up and grabbed the bottom of her tank top, which had become wet with milk and stained with sweat. She pulled the well-worn garment up over her head and tossed it onto the bed. Her breasts spilled out over top of her belly, full and heavy. Now, both girls were fully naked except for their shorts.

Gabby's mouth curved into a smirk, and Lana smiled back. "...Okay, that feels better. Now let's go."

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The two made their way back out to the living areas, taking slow, narrow footsteps. The couple was very worn out by now, and didn't want their walking around to speed up labor. Gabby detoured to the bathroom to wash her hands and face while Lana went to the kitchen to fill glasses of water.

While standing at the sink, Lana began to struggle again. Her body was not happy with her after Gabby put the birth into reverse. Now she was faced with incessant contractions and a constant low, heavy feeling on her hips. She swayed from side to side, shifting her weight back and forth, trying to breathe deeply and steadily. The baby's head pressed right at its exit, threatening to crown again at any moment...

Suddenly, Lana felt a pair of hands grab her by the waist, and she yelped. Behind her, she heard Gabby start to chuckle. Her girlfriend's pregnant belly pressed into her back, and she sighed.

"Babe, don't do thaaaat," she groaned. "No sudden movements...you're- unnggh- gonna make me start pushing again."

"Oh yeah?" Gabby said. She took one hand and traced it over Lana's backside, down between her legs, causing her to shudder. She took her fingers and gently rubbed at Lana's pussy through her shorts, right where the baby would be coming out. "Go ahead...I'll just push it back again and again...nnhh...until you tell me to stop."

Lana felt her heart pounding, her loins quivering. "Mmmhh...please..." She angled her hips back toward her partner, still clutching the full water glasses.

Feeling playful, Gabby brought both her hands back up and started to fondle Lana's breasts, kneading the flesh like dough. Spurts of milk jetted out into the sink with each squeeze. Lana gasped and whimpered, getting very turned on despite herself.

"Ooooh, babe..." Lana moaned. She set down the glasses, so as not to spill or break anything. She gripped the edge of the sink, starting to lose control of her urges. She bore down a bit, and her sex bugled out into her underwear just slightly...

Abruptly, Gabby removed her hands, realizing she may have been working things up too quickly. She came up next to her girlfriend and grabbed a glass. "Sorry...let's rehydrate and get back to the bedroom."

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The walk back to the bedroom was even more laborious. Both women were getting very close to giving birth to their final babies...Lana's was more than ready to start crowning again, and Gabby's wasn't very far behind. The girls waddled toward the bed huffing and puffing, Lana slightly doubled over while Gabby was slightly bow-legged. Once there, they crawled up on their hands and knees, flopping onto their sides so that they could face each other. They reached their arms out in a loving embrace, as close as their could get with their round bellies between them.

Gabby ran her fingers through Lana's messy hair, looking into her eyes. "Thank you again...so much," she whispered. "This has been...nggghh...so incredible."

"Pregnant you is- ghhh- just as beautiful as I'd imagined," Lana said, trying not to let her voice sound so strained. "I'm so glad I- hooo- nghh...c-could make this happen."

"I wish- uunngghhh...!" Gabby groaned, grimacing and clutching her tight belly.

Lana put her hand alongside Gabby's, rubbing her girlfriend's gravid swell. "Are you feeling pushy?"

Gabby simply nodded. Lana kept rubbing her girlfriend's belly, letting her work through the contractions and urges. She tried to take in as much sensory information as possible, so that she would always remember what her partner's pregnant belly felt like.

At the same time, Lana was actively fighting back from pushing. She had her legs pressed together, almost crossed, and noticed that Gabby was doing the same.

After the contraction faded, Gabby took a deep breath and stared at Lana again. "You know, babe...hoooo...I feel like I've barely done anything for you...come here."

She shifted down, so that her head was more in line with Lana's chest. She took the breast resting on top into her mouth and began to suckle.

Lana gasped, immediately feeling jolts of pleasure. Gabby had of course played with her tits before, but it never felt this good. She hugged Gabby with one arm and weaved her fingers into her girlfriend's hair.

"God damn, you taste good," Gabby said through her teeth, as she started to nibble and lick, taking in milk. "This is...mmhh...a whole new level of sexy."

A moan escaped Lana's throat as she gripped the back of Gabby's head, holding her in close. The erotic pleasure was once more washing away her inhibitions, and she felt the need to push overcome her. She lifted her top leg, opening up her hips and giving the baby room to emerge.

Gabby kept sucking, now using one hand to rub Lana's belly. "You feel so...unngh, fertile...like you were meant to carry babies..."

"Ooooh, baaabe..." Lana groaned, scrunching up her face as she bore down. She realized she couldn't stop herself from pushing, not with Gabby stimulating her body like this. She felt her labia parting, the head crowning once more into her shorts. "Nnguuhh...oh! Ahh, f-fuck! B-abe, it's...nnnh!!!"

Gabby took her mouth off Lana's breast, scooting herself back up a bit. She let the hand on Lana's belly drift down between her legs. "Mmh...push for me, baby."

Now Lana really couldn't stop. For the first time, she pushed with everything she had. She growled in pleasure and pain as the head quickly pressed outward into her shorts, into Gabby's hand...but it could go no further than that. If the two layers of shorts weren't enough of a barrier, the hand definitely was. Lana's baby was stuck at just about a full crown, leaving her the gasp and moan helplessly.

"Shhh, take it easy," Gabby said. She started to rub gentle circles on the bulge in Lana's pants. "Just take it in...feel how it's stretching you."

Lana slowed her breathing and tried to relax, despite the pressure. She felt the tightness of her belly, the indescribable sensation of fullness in her groin. The full weight of her baby, right there, ready to be born...and Gabby's hand, coaxing it to stay in place. She thought about Gabby calling her fertile, and how much she enjoyed that...how great it felt to be bearing life...

After a moment, Gabby retracted her hand a bit. It was now time for her to start grimacing and moaning, earning Lana's attention. She saw that Gabby had curled up more, and had opened her legs up a bit. Lana took her hand from Gabby's back and brought it down past their pregnant belly, down between her girlfriend's legs, where there was another lump forming.

"You're...crowning, too," Lana breathed.

Gabby nodded again, frantically. "A-a little..."

The two just lay there for a moment, entangled in each other. Their bellies pressed into one another, their tits both leaking drops of milk onto the sheets. Their hands between each other's legs, each cradling the head of an emerging baby, confined by tight clothes. It was an intensely intimate moment that neither had ever experienced or thought they would experience. The whole time, they looked in each other's eyes, communicating a thousand things but saying nothing.

Eventually, something had to give. Lana watched as Gabby bore down again, and felt as the baby's head pushed out further into her palm. Gabby grunted, "Babe...I love you, but...I don't think we can keep doing this forever..."

"I...I know..." Lana sighed. She tensed up as her baby pushed out just a bit further, despite the restraints. "I just...fuck, I'm gonna miss being pregnant..."

Gabby chuckled, despite her straining. "Heh...and to think, you were so- mmggh- freaked out at first."

"I just didn't know what was going on!" Lana said. "Like, nngggh- I didn't even drink any guh...Gravidade, right? So how...?"

"Maybe it was...gggh...that light you saw," Gabby joked.

"Who fucking knows. I just know it- mmggh, fuck- won't be this easy to be pregnant again..."

Gabby removed her hand from between Lana's legs and placed it tenderly on her belly. "Well, nngh- never say never," she said. "We could get pregnant again...be surrogates, or something...and for a...hooo...whole nine months, too."

"I guess...you're right," Lana said. She felt herself pushing again, and this time, the head was at a full crown, about to force itself out into her tight shorts. "Okay...gggh!...I'm done...let's get these babies out."

The two had held out long enough. They feverishly went to remove their shorts, but it was easier said than done. They were so swollen and sweaty, and the fabric so tight, that it took a lot of effort just to peel them off their hips.

"Mggh- oh god," Gabby grunted, trying to wiggle her hips as she tugged her shorts down past her ass. "It's fucking c-cominggg!"

"Ooh, oh, ohhhhh...!" Gabby moaned, her remaining strength split between pushing out the baby and pulling off her clothes. Every inch she pulled her shorts down, the baby emerged to fill the space. The head popped out, and she shuddered.

Gabby had gotten her shorts down to her knees, and that was enough for her. Her baby was already halfway out by the time she got on all fours to push. "NnggGHUOOAAH!!"

As Gabby's baby slid out, Lana gave up on trying to full remove her shorts, opting to flop on her back and bear down.

"HHHRNNGH! GAAH!" Lana bellowed, giving her final push. The baby had just enough room to come out, landing in Lana's shorts like a hammock.

Totally spent, the two girls collapsed onto the bed, resting in their own pools of sweat, milk, and birth fluids.

"Guh...we did it, babe..." Gabby panted. "We fucking did it."

::::::::::

Unfortunately, the two couldn't rest for very long, because they had a lot to take care of. They took turns using the restroom, cleaning themselves up, and getting dressed into pajamas.

Lana stripped the bed and picked up the rug to make a laundry pile, while Gabby went and retrieved the empty bottle of Gravidade from the living room floor, as a keepsake.

At the end, the two sat on the bedroom floor, hugging each other. Gabby kissed the top of Lana's head softly while Lana rubbed her back.

"Best Valentine's Day ever, huh?" Lana asked.

"Yeah," Gabby breathed. She quietly looked over at the ottoman, where six whole newborns were now sleeping soundly.

"So, uhhhh...now what?"

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THE END

[adrift-in-my-own-thoughts]

Yknow, what hurts me the most about Luka and Hyuna's relationship isn't even the fact that after god knows how many years without seeing her, Luka's first reaction to seeing Hyuna again is to smile. Because he's so in love with her that the literal gun against his head means nothing, just the fact that she's there is enough for him, allows him to feel truly happy, and his first thought is probably something along the lines of I missed you or I'm glad you're here or I want to hold you, to hug you again. Nor is it the fact that again, despite however many years it's surely been since she last saw him, Hyuna's immediate instinct to seeing Luka in potential danger is to throw herself into harm's way instead, sacrificing her own life just to make sure this boy with so many health issues, this puppet of the aliens, can live for a little longer.

No.

What saddens me the most about their relationship is the fact that Hyuna didn't hate him because she disliked Luka, she hated him because it was too dangerous to care about him. The only other person she ever loved that much was her brother Hyun Woo, and she watched him die in front of her eyes when they were all still children. This forced Hyuna to learn and accept that loving someone was too dangerous, risked both parties getting hurt whether with the intentions go hurt both or just as a side effect of one being hurt anyway. And so this other boy she loves, perfect, innocent Luka? What other choice does she have but to push him away to keep them both safe? She says at the end of Wiege that he was her only weakness, and I don't think that Hyuna meant because he was soft or weak himself (although that most likely is also true, judging from all his health conditions and etc), but because she couldn't possible bear the thought of losing someone else, and she couldn't let him get hurt from losing her like she was from losing Hyun Woo, either. She also said she had to keep moving forward, probably meaning she couldn't be held back by the fear or burden of caring about another as well.

So she's basically forced herself into hating Luka in order to protect them both, and I imagine she's managed to push him somewhere in the back of her mind for the last few years somewhat successfully, and yet. Yet she still rushes to save him when she sees that gun pointed at his head. She's injured and probably desperately needs medical care and is who knows how important a member of the rebels considering what we've seen her do for them so far and she still just runs as fast as she possibly can in that moment to move Luka out of the way and take the bullet herself. Luka probably wasn't even aware of what she was doing until the last second, when he was watching the life slowly leave Hyuna's eyes as he finally gets to hold her in his arms like he did when they were kids once more. And he will have to spend the rest of his life knowing that Hyuna's last action was to make sure he could live, knowing that her last breaths were spent telling him to forgive himself and live with love. And what do you do with that? When the one you love probably more than you even love yourself suddenly shows up out of nowhere and you can't even say a single word to them before they're just. Dead in your arms after literally giving more than they had to save you.

That's what hurts me the most about Luka and Hyuna's relationship. Despite everything, despite her best efforts, Hyuna still loved him so much that she sacrificed not only her own life, but potentially others as well if her role within the rebels or her knowledge was important enough. That Luka loves her so much he disregards his own safety to just rejoice in seeing her again. That he would've died happy knowing she was still safe, and yet she died instead so that he would be the one to stay safe, without even a second thought.

[katrotica]

So I while back I was on my friend's plex and the cover of a movie caught my eye, because I immediately recognized Rachel Cook, even tho the the title of the movie was written right over her tits in a black bar. And she's completely naked, and the movie is called Nude, which checks out, and definitely had me intrigued. So I watched it. And, I honestly don't know how I feel about it tbh. The movie chronicles the making of a calendar of of nude art photos by photographer David Bellemere, who's name I recognized and have since realized that he's responsible for so many iconic photos I've loved over the years. The movie has some built-in tension as David is hired by other people who want him to do things a certain way, but he's kinda a pain-in-the ass artist who doesn't want to compromise and all that. There's something about him that made me uneasy the whole time... like... I couldn't decide if he was creepy or not. In the end, I think most of the girls respect him and feel comfortable with him, so maybe he's ok. But the whole film was kinda creepy bc it really revealed how gross the industry can be in many ways. Sure, lots of hot naked girls—and I'll bring it up again in future posters because I discovered a few I didn't know about at all. I wish someone would make a companion film that really just interviewed all the models and got candid responses on how they felt about the whole process and being a model in general. It's a little hypocritical to post and enjoy pics like the one above, all the while knowing the engine that led to the existence of this photo is probably horrible. I'm grappling with that. But I chose this pic specifically because I think it sums up how I feel about the whole thing. The film introduced me to Ebonee Davis, who was the most vocal thru the process about how it sucked, and this picture of her pretty much sums up my feelings about it all. A truly breathtaking woman, with absolutely perfect tits, showing you how she really feels about it all. If any of you wanna watch that movie, I'd be happy to have a discussion about it with people. I still haven't fully decided how I feel about it tbh.

[thenaphantoms]

Today is Valentine's Day, but it also marks one year since Miraculous Ladybug re-entered my life!

I discovered the show a bit before the English dub released back in 2015, watching it mainly in Korean with subtitles. It was so exciting seeing more and more people talk about this obscure little french cartoon once the dub came out!

But with increasing popularity came...other things. Art theft, harassment, young kids not really understanding how to behave in fandom spaces, and then Astruc himself replied sarcastically to a comment I'd made under one of his tweets (though in retrospect what he said was actually pretty funny). Then I had to end a really big friendship with someone I'd met because of the show, and I found myself in a weird position. Keep watching the show I loved, even though doing so made me uncomfortable due to those negative associations, or drop it entirely?

So I dropped it entirely. I put all the dolls and action figures somewhere I wouldn't be able to see them. Started a new account where I could engage with other fandoms. I stopped writing and reading Miraculous fanfic, stopped making Miraculous fanart, and forced myself to fixate on other things.

Years passed, and eventually, the thought of the show stopped making me feel so uncomfortable. I still couldn't bring myself to watch it, but I started a rewrite project, trying to fix the things I remembered not enjoying about the first two seasons of the show (which was all I'd seen at the time). I bought a couple of the new Miraculous dolls, super jealous that Kids These Days are getting so much better merch than I had when I was a fan of the show. Got some of the kwami blind bag kwami figures too, and I developed a habit of keeping one with me in my bag when I went to work.

That rewrite project never went very far, since I was hoping to do my own take on the episodes, and most of the episodes had become a distant memory by that point. In fairness, it had been like 6 years. I'd have to rewatch the show, and I still wasn't ready for that.

Then, on this day last year, something happened. I was staying at my parents house after an especially stressful work week, and I was browsing Netflix. And what would be on the front page, but Miraculous Ladybug: The Movie.

I had vivid memories of binging the show on Valentine's Day as a kid. I used to really associate the day with Marinette and Adrien, so Valentine's Day felt a bit like a nice opportunity to appreciate a ship that made me so happy.

So I watched the movie, justifying to myself that it wasn't like I was watching the show, it was just one movie and it would probably suck anyway.

But it didn't suck. It very much didn't suck. In fact, I LOVED it. It brought back so many memories, the love square was so sweet, the kwamis were such a cool idea, Hawkmoth was so fun, the akumas were so creative, Marinette and Adrien were so cute! It reminded of all the things I used to legitimately love about the show, rather than the stuff I didn't. When I was watching the movie, I wasn't thinking about that friendship that ended, or the art that got stolen. I was thinking about these kids, how much I loved them, and how much I loved their story. And I realised something that, in retrospect, should have been obvious.

It wasn't the SHOW that made me uncomfortable. It was my negative associations related to it. The show did nothing wrong, it was always fun and always made me happy. It was my bad experiences themselves that tainted it.

So I thought it over, and decided to continue the show from where I left off, even if the thought of doing so made me feel kind of sick and uncomfortable.

And I liked it. No, I didn't just like it-- I LOVED it. It was so fun?? And interesting??? And--wait oh my god is that PLOT?! Wait wait wait Marinette is overwhelmed???? I've felt like that!!! And--oh!!! Who is this Félix guy?? He's a reference to the pilot!! And he's so fun!! And Kagami? I remembered her being a boyfriend stealer but she's actually not at all and she's actually really sweet??? And Alya!!! Ride or die bestie Alya!!!

Needless to say, I couldn't stop watching after that. I binged seasons 3 and 4 in the span of I think two days, then immediately moved on to season 5, and I had a wonderful time. I was also a lot happier in general. It felt like I'd regained a part of myself that I'd lost, or rather, willingly left behind.

I know there's a lot of discourse online about whether or not the show is good, about if its even worth watching, but to me, that stuff sincerely doesn't matter. Miraculous Ladybug makes me very happy, which is why you'll never see me engage in Miraculous Ladybug salt discussions. I can critique it sometimes, but I've spent enough time looking down on this show. I'd rather love it for what it is and appreciate the joy it's always brought me.

So yes, today isn't just Valentine's Day. It's the anniversary of the day Miraculous Ladybug came back into my life, and the day I regained a piece of myself I'd long forgotten.

I loved the movie so much, I started binging Miraculous Ladybug for the first time in a long time, and I'm having a blast, so I wanted to draw something! It's actually based on a piece I drew in 2016 and then redrew in 2017. I think I've come a long way as an artist, and I'm so proud of the improvement!

Bug out!🐞

[lunarharp]

Very important conferences.

[gu6chan]

was drawing nsfw and realised i had accidentally drawn the face in such a way that gave a bit too much "1997-2001 low-bugdet hentai OVA with a plot that will change the trajectory of your life forever" energy so now im sitting and listening to the bible black ost for probably the first time in years and remembering i REALLY need to finish euphoria... maybe i'll pick it up again tomorrow 👀

[symphonicsoul]

.·:¨༺ ✩★✩ ༻¨:·. The prince is sighing as she speaks, while the Historian makes a face under his mask. Jade eyes are staring at her hands folded on the table for a moment before they rise again. It sounds more like there are a whole slew of things she wants him to tell her but doesn't know how to ask them of him, so presenting it more as an option makes it less like she's prying.

He doesn't know how to approach the situation when her words of telling him that 'he couldn't keep things from her' and 'she would find out' are rolling around in his mind. He decides it's probably best to keep those thoughts to himself knowing full well, the man of orange next to him would about lose his mind if he knew that his Liege was spoken to in such a way.

He'll start with the obvious, and even though he's told his binds of this fact, he's sure it's still a bit hard for them to digest.

"Miss Lisa, firstly when it comes to my age, I do look like a child. This is the way I looked when Misterica fell. I look this way because of my immortality. I haven't aged a day since Misterica was destroyed by Chaos."

He can feel his bind tense as he speaks about it and he watches as his head drops and his shoulders droop down towards the floor while the older man sighs. A hand is reaching under the table to rest on the elder's knee as if to give him some form of comfort. He knows his binds are all learning this information at varying speeds but none of it is quick and they haven't had the time to process it that he has - that he and Aqua have if he knows Herba well enough and he knows he does.

"I can't age. You've seen my powers in full effect whether you realized it or not. That wasn't just an injury that day, Miss Lisa. That was exactly what it looked like. I do look like a child, but I assure you I am not one. I would appreciate it if you refrained from calling me 'boy', in the future."

He's sighing again as he continues to hold the elder's hand beneath the table while his right remains visible on it's surface. She says she wants to be friends but he doesn't know to begin doing so when he has always been so guarded around her. She's referred to him as 'Makenshi' in the past until recent days when the twins decided to change his name to 'Kumo' - and honestly it was a much better choice than otherwise.

And now she wants his... name. He doesn't very much feel like giving it to her. Not with her words from their previous conversation still floating around in his mind. Somehow, he feels like she's still under the false impression that his time in Gaudium was of his own volition and not the complete opposite of such. Somehow, he feels like his words for all those years ago still have not reached her.

"As for my name, Kumo, is fine. Misterican names are sacred and gifts to us from our parents and if I am to be perfectly honest, Miss Lisa - after your attitude in our previous conversation - I am not very much in the mood to give it to you. One does not get my name simply because they demand information about me. You're not doing it now, but you did it then and I don't really know which face to believe. So, Kumo, is fine for now, and it will be fine until I decide otherwise. "

He pauses as he sighs.

"The only reason Black Wind knows my name is because he speaks my tongue, so do not think I am placing him any better than anyone else in that regard. He did not earn my name either, but even he knows better than to speak it aloud."

He's sighing again as his hand tightens around the one in his grip and mint green eyes focus in on him while their owner also sighs deeply.

"We came to apologize for own our actions, we're not here to get information from you unless you're willing to give it. I'm starting to understand why his highness is struggling to find where he stands with you. The more I learn of humans, the more I find how selfish they are. You understand that your planet and your people are not all that exists, don't you?"

Lisa listens to both carefully, observing as the two get situated and explain why they came back to speak to her.

"I appreciate your apology, both of you, but I definitely have some work to do myself," she said softly, with a small smile on her face.

"As for your position, I don't think you need to apologize for not telling me, and I don't think it inherently makes things awkward... You have nothing to make up for just because I wasn't aware," she replied.

"That being said, I'm glad I know now... I really do want to be your friend, and it's hard to do that if we don't talk to each other, but you certainly aren't obligated to do anything or tell me anything. I wouldn't ask that of you, it wouldn't be fair to."

She takes a deep breath, glancing down at her hands as she fidgets, before shifting slightly in her seat before continuing.

"I've clearly made assumptions, and that seems to have only led to problems, which I'm sorry for, and I'll make sure I won't do so in the future, or at the very least I will try not to..," she turned her gaze to Valo, "When we spoke earlier, you were upset I used the name 'Kumo,' and that I translated this name for him," she turns back to Kumo, like she was curious about what his answer to her coming question would be, "Do you not like the name 'Kumo'? If you want me to refer to you in another way, I'm more than happy to," she explained.

She was honestly a bit embarrassed to have not asked before. It felt a bit ridiculous now that she was actually asking him.

"I know you never complained about it or anything, but looking back I still should've asked. I also called you a 'boy,' which he told me was incorrect, very incorrect actually, now that I think about it, it was a little ridiculous to assume your lifespan is similar to ours, so I shouldn't have assumed your age," she said, smiling a bit.

She thought for a moment, leaning forward in her seat and resting her clasped hands on the table they were sat at. "I guess I should just ask you if there's anything you want me to know, or if there is anything you want me to tell you?" Maybe they could just try this again, learn about each other without any assumptions getting in the way this time...

[sysig]

Not going the best (Patreon)

[renegadeknight]

ooooo so interested in Treacherous!!

Okay this one is still very much an outline/mess of notes so I don't have any snips to share and it's probably the one I'm most shy about, idk why exactly, just feels like it would be less interesting to other people, so I'm just vibing by myself lol.

Anyway! It is an Anna!Lives AU where she ends up as a FEDRA lab rat for ~10 years and escapes right after Marlene finds and sends Ellie off with the fireflies. So then Joel and Tess take Anna to try to catch up at the state house but they miss them. Tess still gets bit (sorry) and then it follows Joel and Anna across the country to try to track down Ellie and as they spend more time together Anna keeps telling him more and more about little Ellie from when they were together a few years before they got separated. By the time they catch up to Ellie, Joel's ready to level the hospital for a kid he hasn't even met, and her mother.

Fun fact, I actually mentioned this one in an earlier chapter of Stubborn Love. It's one of the books Ellie gets at the library 😁

Thank you for the ask!

[barbatos-sama]

i started feeling rly sick suddenly earlier and it's not going away OTL

[scarlettfevor]

Looking back, the way Garroth was acting in the last episodes of season one of diaries was ridiculous. Like, you're a grown ass man WHY are you, as the head guard, sulking in your room all day just because you saw the girl you've liked for literally 2 months kiss another guy when your village is on the brink of war???

[vixen-flame]

When you think "it's that time of the month again" means she's on her period, but actually its just her monthly identity crisis from being an undiagnosed minor OSDD system

[neverendingford]

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[decaycontest]

I cannot sleep

[starpros-sunshine]

Hm. Yeah I think I see why the 1997 Titanic was such a hit <- watched the last ten minutes of it and has never seen the whole movie