#Pregnant on holidays

[marauders-brain-rot]

Jegumas - Day 8: Holiday Music - 712 words - @noblehouseofgay

Cw: trans pregnancy

“Frosty the Snowman was a jolly happy soul,” Lily sang quietly as she set the table for dinner. 

“Who was what?” Regulus asked, astonished. He’d never heard this song before and was half convinced Lily had been making it up. 

“Frosty the Snowman,” she said in her ‘duh, wizards are stupid’ voice she used sometimes. 

“And what were you singing about him?” Lily giggled and finished setting the table before joining Regulus at the kitchen island. 

“He was a jolly happy soul,” she said once again as if it were obvious. 

“Who is Frosty the Snowman?” 

“He’s from a muggle play, it’s just a silly song.” She shrugged before a look crossed her face that he couldn’t decipher. “Do you not have holiday music?” 

“God Rest Ye Merry Hippogriff,” he offered, it was the only song he could remember at the moment and that probably had something to do with James and Sirius drunk singing it the night prior when he and Remus had come over for dinner. Lily giggled and shook her head. 

“I always forget how silly wizards are until I’m told something like that,” she sighed, wistfully looking out into the yard where Pandora and James were chatting and gathering firewood. 

“Why? What holiday music do muggles have?” He’d become enamored with the different ways to spend the holidays since he’d started living with James. Sure he and his friends always celebrated, but everything felt different with James. There was an energy that clung to the air in their home from Halloween until after New Years, only to be renewed come Valentine’s Day. There was something in him that wanted to make sure their holidays were always sweet and full of love, especially since they’d be having a family. 

“Frosty the Snowman, Jingle Bells, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus, Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer. Silly stuff,” she shrugged casually as if she hadn’t just said one of the most baffling sentences Regulus had ever heard. He was going to ask her to explain some of them when Pandora and James came bustling into the house, bringing a burst of cool air into the otherwise warm room. The four of them spent the night after that eating and talking and laughing in ways Regulus only ever could around his chosen family. 

When he and James were finally alone again he couldn’t get his mind off what Lily had told him. 

“Jamie?” He asked as they cuddled up on the couch together where it sat in its new spot just feet away from the fireplace. 

“Yes love?” He hummed, his fingers running lazily through Regulus’s hair. 

“Have you ever listened to muggle holiday music?”

“I have, why?” 

“I never have before, Lily was singing one of them.” He paused before turning to look at James. “I want our child to have the best of both worlds.”

“Whatever you wish, my love,” James answered with another soft kiss. “I’ll get all the holiday music I can find and you can pick all the ones you like best.”

“Okay.” He sighed happily. “But Jamie?”

“Yes, love?”

“No songs about mommy kissing Santa Claus, that just doesn’t feel appropriate.” He replied, tucking himself into his husband’s side tighter. 

“Got it, no songs about mommy kissing Santa Claus.” 

“We can have the one about grandma getting run over by a reindeer, we’ll tell our child that’s what happened to my mom.” 

“Sounds like a plan,” James answered with a soft laugh. They slipped into a comfortable silence as they sat cuddled together in front of the crackling fire and, not for the first time, Regulus thought about how lucky he was to have someone like James Potter love him. He’d managed to find an all-consuming love that would last the rest of his lifetime, someone who was willing to find every bit of holiday music between two worlds and listen to them all so they could find the right ones for their family to listen to year after year. The kind of man who put thought and care into every decision he made, who always made Regulus feel safe and loved.

James Potter was perfect and he would spend his life hoping to deserve the love he gave. 

[starscream-is-my-wife]

Everyone talks about the pain of heats but never ruts 😔

[mpreg98]

It was far too cold outside for Andrew's like so he got compy on the couch with the fireplace going, a cup of hot chocolate, and his favorite holiday playlist going as he enjoys some me time with his unborn child, enjoying seeing the snowflakes fall out the window.

[nectar-cellar]

amir just wants to remind everyone that he's tall, jacked & handsome btw

[justaregularken]

Werewolf boyfriend who literally cannot physically get you pregnant still being obsessed with the idea of breeding you because you’re his~

[vladdyissues]

[Nsfw ask] so between the santa vlad ask, the pull-out posts, and jack tryna get an in-law, i am now compelled to ask if there would be an incredibly ill-advised moment of looking at Vlad and going 'y'know if Danny knocks him up in April he'd be big enough by December to put more padding on and it would work...'

Great scott, it would work

COME ON, DANNY, DON'T LET US DOWN

[xxplastic-cubexx]

cherik mpreg son onslaught that charles gave birth to

actually appalled how this is a factual sentence and that this is canonical comic book lore

[wolfgirltummy]

i want someone to press their pregnant belly against mine so bad, maybe tease me depending on who’s smaller/bigger

[fitsinthepalm]

hey can someone give me advice plz

[marauders-brain-rot]

Jegumas - Day 7: Decorating - 569 words - @noblehouseofgay

Cw: trans pregnancy

James loved decorating for the holidays, especially with Regulus. It was only their second Christmas together and therefore only the second one that they’d decorated for together, and yet last year had beat every year before that with his family. The way Regulus’s face lit up when James told him he could do whatever he wanted was something he’d cherish for the rest of his life. 

He’d spent an insane amount of time finding new decorations and little trinkets for Regulus to put around the house this year and he couldn’t wait to surprise his husband with them. His husband. His husband. There was just something about that that James couldn’t get used to. His husband was having his baby and they were going to be a perfect little family. Needless to say he’d gone overboard when it came to getting more decorations. 

“What did you do?” James stopped where he was at the sound of Regulus’s voice, bags still swinging from his arms. 

“What do you mean?” He asked, looking around as if he could make his husband believe he was hallucinating. 

“What’s in the bags Jamie?” He prowled closer, his catlike moves sending a chill down James’s spine. 

“Don’t freak out,” as the words left his lips Regulus reached into one of the bags and pulled out a chunk of white tissue paper. Obviously intrigued he tore into it only to pause with his mouth slightly agape when he got a look at what was inside. It was a glass disc about the size of his palm, laser etched into it was a picture of them from their wedding day along with ‘first Christmas as Mr and Mr’ with the year underneath. 

“Wh- I- I don’t,” Regulus gaped at him, clearly at a loss for words and a slight mist in his eyes. 

“We’re going to be parents next year. This is really our only Christmas where we’re married and it’s just us, I thought that should be memorialized.” He shrugged as if it hadn’t been one of the hardest things in the world to choose a picture for that ornament. He’d agonized for weeks over it before deciding on that one, and now he had to admit he’d made the right choice. Even lasered into glass the love between them was evident. 

“Okay, and the rest of it?” 

“Well, I had so much fun decorating with you last year, and I just didn’t feel like we had enough.” He sat the bags down on the coffee table and started unpacking them. “I have a few things being delivered too.” 

“Jamie, this is practically enough to do the whole house,” he was trying to sound as though he were reprimanding him, but James could still see the excitement beneath the surface. 

“Make it your very own Christmas wonderland love, I’ll do whatever you need me to in order to bring your vision to life.” He wrapped his arms around Regulus and lightly kissed the top of his head. 

“Can we have hot chocolate while we decorate?” He asked, looking at James with hopeful eyes.

“Anything you want, let the decorating begin.” When Regulus turned with obvious glee to look at what James had brought, he knew he’d made a good choice. He’d always wanted to make others happy, always tried to be the bright spot for those around him. But with Regulus? He was addicted to it.

[soaps-mohawk]

Seeing everybody ignoring your "no preg in this fic" comments pisses me off. Atp the closest thing to 'being pregnant' is reader bloating a bit over all the food they are going to consume on pre-heat. Might as well need to add a friendly reminder at the beginning of the chapters; 'NO PREGNANCY'

God I'm tempted to. But even if I did I know there will be someone still asking it. It's like when I posted my update schedule on the masterlist, I still would get questions about my update schedule. People just don't bother paying attention or reading 🤷‍♀️

[dreamings-free]

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[20001541]

OKAY BASED OFF THE POLLS JANUARY 1ST WAS CHOSEN AS AFO'S (AND YOICHI'S) BIRTHDAY! CONGRATS ON THE BIRTHDAY KINGS🥳🎉🎂

credits to auramighters on twitter for the edit

[redrumdream]

SOHO - NEW YORK Emma just made a decision that will change her life forever. She never thought she could ever be in this predicament, but she's a hopeless optimistic first, and a preggo woman second. Previous - Next

[lilwifeynextdoor]

I was 18 Weeks pregnant during Thanksgiving. We went to Grant's family's home first. They put two plates down at my place setting to tease me. But jokes on them, because I did end up loading them both up. I was so stuffed full that when Grant gathered the kids up to go on to my parents' house next, he about had to roll me out. And I can't believe it but I did eat even more at my family's house. No wonder these babies are so big already.

At our friend's Christmas party I wore and outfit that my belly was out on display in. I was 20 Weeks along. Like I usually do, I found a comfy place to sit and stayed there for most the party. I stuffed myself with cookies and snacks. Grant was constantly bringing me a new little plate of snacks. My bellybutton slowly began to pop through the night and our friends were jokingly betting on when it was going to fully pop out. By the end of the night my belly button was fully popped out, and my jaw was tired from the nonstop chewing and eating.

I'm looking forward to all the family Christmas celebrations :)

[scoliosisgoblin]

doodles and some lore. I'm tired.