#The ultrasound image is not mine

[mpreg-ask-blog]

well…

Angel: So, I finally got an ultrasound, got a general check-up on a baby, heartbeats good, measuring on time, blah-blah. But of course, shit can't go smoothly when you're me

Angel: Turns out there’s not a baby.

[roseandbee]

And get your baseline mammogram exam as soon as possible (and educate yourself about normal variations first)

[lucy90712]

First ultrasound

Gavi: 

The first ultrasound of my first pregnancy is something I thought I'd be excited about but I'm more nervous than anything. It has been a few days and the fact that I'm actually pregnant has finally sunk in but it feels even more real now that we are going to doctors and will see our baby on the screen. Pablo has been looking forward to this appointment since I booked it especially because I promised him I'd make it at a time when he could come with me. Seeing him so excited should make me less nervous but it really doesn't I just keep wondering if his attitude will change once he realises what is actually happening and how much our lives are going to change. 

Pablo's training session went on longer than expected so he had to rush home and pick me up so we could head straight to the doctors. He was beaming from ear to ear the whole drive while he held my hand and stroked the back of it to provide me some comfort. Even when we were in the waiting room his hand didn't leave mine which helped calm my anxiety a little as I knew I had some support. When the doctor called us in I had to answer a few questions and they did a few basic tests before finally I was told to lay down ready for the ultrasound. Both mine and Pablo's eyes were glued to the little screen as the wand moved across my stomach until the doctor got the image she was looking for. There wasn't much to see but seeing the little dot on the screen somehow made me feel so much better about everything. I felt even better when I looked at Pablo and saw that he had tears in his eyes just like I did. 

He insisted that we get some pictures because he wanted to keep them which only melted my heart more. Both of us were on cloud 9 as we left because not only did we get to see our baby for the first time but the doctor said that everything look perfect and that I was extremely healthy too. We were given a due date in May which Pablo wrote in big letters on our calendar the second we got home just to remind us of when our lives will be changed forever. 

Pedri: 

The day of my first ultrasound has finally arrived. When I first called they couldn't get me in for a few weeks but those weeks have flown by and now it's time. I've been looking forward to this day since finding out I was pregnant and I'm hoping it will help everything actually sink in as it doesn't quite feel real yet. All I have to show that I'm pregnant is the positive pregnancy test but I'm hoping that getting to see our baby on the screen will put things into perspective and everything will feel less superficial.

I woke up really early this morning as I was just so excited but that meant a lot of waiting and most of that time Pedri was gone as he had training so I didn't even have anyone to talk to about my feelings. Pedri met me at the doctors as that's what worked best for us and we walked in together to fill out a load of forms to register me under these doctors for the rest of my pregnancy. Once I handed them back in I was told that the doctors were running late so our wait may be longer than usual. Any normal day this would be fine but today I was so full of excitement it was hard to sit still especially watching everyone else come and go looking at their own ultrasound pictures. 

Finally we were called in and the doctor got straight on with everything she needed to do including blood tests and general health checks before we could get to the ultrasound. Looking at the screen as the cold gel was spread around my stomach was magical as I could see the tiny blob on the screen that in just a few months will be our baby. Pedri held my hand even tighter than he already was as we both stared at the tiny thing we created. We were given a few pictures and told that my due date is in February which doesn't feel that far away but I'm sure as I get further into my pregnancy time will start to drag. 

Jude: 

The process of getting my first ultrasound has been a bit stressful as I made the appointment at a time when Jude would be able to come then they rescheduled his training session right at the time of my appointment. He didn't want me to change it as the next appointment was a few weeks away and he didn't want me waiting just because of him. The idea of having to go to my first appointment alone stressed me out as I know I'll be getting looks from people and I was hoping Jude would be there to help me take everything in as I know I won't be able to process it all. 

When I woke up this morning I expected Jude to be gone as he always leaves for training early but instead he was laying in bed next to me fast asleep. Then I saw the time and panicked as he was going to miss training so I woke him up but he just shushed me before explaining. He woke up early thinking he'd go to training but he decided that he just couldn't miss my appointment so he said he was sick and couldn't go to training when he went back to bed. Hearing him say that made me tear up a little as he will almost definitely get in trouble for skipping training but he did it for me and our baby that a few weeks ago he didn't think he wanted. 

We went to the appointment together and by some luck went straight in to see the doctor who was so lovely. Jude asked a lot of questions wanting to know more about what this whole process was going to be like as he doesn't have any real knowledge of pregnancy outside the basics. The doctor answered all of his questions and gave us a list of books she recommended we read which Jude most definitely won't read but I will. She then finally did my ultrasound and said everything looked perfect which settled some of my nerves. She then told us that my due date is in November which of course had Jude thinking about the football season and the games that might be on then but he then promised me he'd miss any game to be with me which was reassuring. 

Joao: 

I had to wait for my first ultrasound as Joao and I had a trip away planned and then he was travelling with the team but eventually we were back and I could make the appointment which was really exciting. As Joao is the only one who knows about the pregnancy he has been subjected to listening to me talk about how much I'm looking forward to this ultrasound for weeks but luckily he seems just as excited as me. Just the idea of seeing our baby for the first time brings me so much joy and excitement as I think it will make it all feel so much more real. 

Joao had to make an excuse to leave training a little early to come with me but he didn't really care he wasn't going to miss this appointment. He tried promising me that he would miss any appointment but I told him not to say that as we just don't know what will happen in the future but I appreciated the sentiment. When we arrived at the doctors and sat in the waiting room we were definitely the youngest couple there which made me feel a little insecure. I know we aren't super young but I just felt out of place and I didn't want to be judged by everyone in the room. Joao must've sensed my sudden apprehension as he made sure to grab my hand and hold it tightly while distracting me by showing me funny tiktoks which really did take my mind off things.

Eventually we were called in but Joao's hand didn't leave mine which I think was partly to comfort me but also himself. It was a bit stressful as the doctor struggled to find a heartbeat to begin with which made time drag as every second felt like an hour but eventually she found it and did all the necessary checks but everything was perfectly ok. She apologised for the scare before telling us that I'd be due in April meaning we have a spring baby on our hands. 

Ruben: 

My first ultrasound is something that has been causing me a lot of anxiety. I thought I'd be excited but because I have been waiting for this moment for so long I'm just so scared. I don't know what I'll do if something is wrong I don't think I could handle that after struggling to conceive for the past year. I know Ruben is nervous too but he has been keeping his feelings to himself as he's been trying to reassure me. I really appreciate him trying to make me feel better but the only thing that is going to put my mind at ease is seeing the doctor and getting a professionals approval. 

At the appointment we were sat in the waiting room and I've never felt so sick from nerves in my life. There was so many other women there with their bumps and big smiles while I probably looked like I'd seen a ghost. Ruben tried talking to me to distract me but I couldn't say anything my mind was far too preoccupied. Instead of wasting his breath Ruben pulled my hands into his lap and got me to rest my head against his shoulder which helped me relax a little. When we were called in Ruben had to help me up and have an arm around my waist as without him my knees wouldn't given way from under me or I just wouldn't be able to move from the intense anxiety I was feeling. 

Ruben spoke to the doctor and explained our situation which led the doctor reassuring me that everything will be fine before she even did any tests or anything which settled my nerves a little. As she did everything she told me the normal levels and then what mine were which helped me feel so much better as I was right in the normal range for everything. Then we got to the ultrasound and nothing has ever made me feel more at ease than hearing our baby's heartbeat while seeing them on the screen. Ruben and I wanted to have some pictures to keep so the doctor printed us some while telling me that my due date was in October.

[voydhund]

um. big TINAWDC spoilers.

LOTS of shit im gonna piss. this was made /w a ton of help from @neorails, and a friend!

Last warning, all spoilers!

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1: PASSWORDS

"AD ASTRA PER ASPRA" - Two images of pages written by Ford, with stickers and doodles on it from Mabel.

"AXOLOTL" - "YOU ASK ALOTL QUESTIONS"

"BABYBILL" - An image of, [you guessed it,] baby Bill in an ultrasound, with text that reads "CONGRATS, GUESS WHATS GROWING INSIDE YOU RIGHT NOW! SEE YOU IN 9 MONTHS PAPA!" [I giggled at this one way too hard]

"BILL" - opens Triangle - Wikipedia

"BLINDEYE" - An image of an eye test, with a code that reads

"BOYFRIEND" - An image of a book called "The Love Triangle" with audio of a woman reading it.

"CIA" - "YOUR WEBCAM IS ON. WE ARE WATCHING"

"CIPHERTOLOGY" - "CURIOUS?"

"CRYPTOGRAM CODEX" - Downloads a file with Bill's fonts.

"CONSPIRACY" - A video of someone talking about the site while it was on the page with Soos, stressing out trying to figure out the meaning. Me too.

"DEERTEETH" - "FOR YOU, KID"

"DOGE" - "LIFE PRIVILEDGES REVOKED. NOW RELEASING POISON GAS."

"DORITO" - Screamer jumpscare [i jumped]

"DUCKTECTIVE" - "DUCKTECTIVE STARS IN ''LOVE, QUACKTUALLY'' COMING TO: ''OI, ITS THE COCKNEY CHANNEL, INNIT?'' THIS FALL"

"EVENHISLIESARELIES" - An image of Ford's chess piece. Under it, Bill is talking with someone about Ford in the theraprism.

"FORDTRAMARINE" - An image of a file by Ford, talking about colours that cannot be perceived without 'Continued contact with extradimensional phenomena.'

"GIDEON" - opens either sweat resistant bolo ties on google, or audio of him 'singing' a song, before whispering 'I love you forever Mabel.' [I hate this place.] May also lead to "sweat resistant bolo ties." [I never got this, but Neo said it did]

"HECTORING" - A record of a song about Bill, and someone who fell for his tricks. Mentions to 'Leave him behind,' and the fucking "im a little different" shirt.

"HOTXOLOTL" - An image of Dimensional Authority Most Wanted, talking about Bill and the henchmaniacs. Red pen X's out Bill, writing "DEAD?" above him, circles the last seen and writes "WHERE DID THEY GO??"

"JUSTFITIN" - A video of a father and son playing a game called 'Perfection.'

"KINGSOFNEWJERSEY" - Downloads a file with Stan and Ford's secret code.

"LIES" - a REALLY long popup by Bill. At the bottom it reads "LIE UNTIL WHAT YOU WANT TO BE TRUE BECOMES TRUE. LIE UNTIL YOU CANT REMEMBER WHATS A LIE AND WHAT ISNT." and then in large, glitchy text, "LIE UNTIL YOU ARENT LIVING ANYMORE."

"LLIB" - Opens Jazzy Triangle Meets A Square Square (1969)

"LLIBREHPIC" - Opens Jazzy Triangle Meets A Square Square (1969)

"LOVE" - An image of a book called "The Love Triangle" with audio of a woman reading it.

"MABEL" - Stickers decorate your lab with a nice 'POP!' sound. after a few times of using it, text reads "LAB NOW FULLY MABELIZED."

"MCGUCKET" - Opens Cotton Eye Joe [🙂<3]

"MORALITY" - An image of a paper with 9 drawings of animals fighting or eating another animal. Text reads "CAN YOU FIND MORALITY IN THE NATURAL WORLD?"

"NAITSUAF" - An image of an article about selling your soul [For FUN and PROFIT!] written by Bill.

"NOTHING" - "SOMETHING"

"PAPERJAM" - An image of Tyrone, text reading "Here, he's your problem now! Just keep this guy from liquids!" under it.

"PINATA" - A video of someone whacking a Bill pinata while it protests

"PINES" - "A GOOD FAMILY TREE"

"ROMANCE" - An image of a book called "The Love Triangle" with audio of a woman reading it.

"SCIENTOLOGY" - "SUPPRESSIVE PERSON DETECTED"

"SHAVEYOURGRANDMA" - An image of a chapter of a book talking about the human life cycle, written by Bill. [The children yearn for the mines.]

"SIXER" - An image of a case report on Ford talking about his extra finger. There appears to be a word written under "Placebo" in small text. Also notably reads "If i could kidnap him and bring him to our secret cloning lab" obscured by a black marking.

"SOMETHING" - "NOTHING"

"SORRY" - An image of McGucket and Ford in collage(?). Ford is covered in sticky notes. [☹️]

"SOOS" - An image of a really long note from Soos, talking about Bill and his experiences as The New Mr. Mystery. Lots of cute doodles.

"SPOOKEMUPS" - An image of a book titled 'SPOOKEMUPS: The Book Of Bill" written by B. Cipher, with audio of a man reading it. It's about a boy getting scared by things and assuming it's Bill.

"STAN" - opens one of seven ebay pages that lead to Brass Knuckles, Colonel Sanders Tie, Shriner Fez, Male Girdle, 8-Ball Cane, Dogs Playing Poker, Gold Chains For Old Men. After going through all of them, the WHEEL! OF! SHAME! made by Bill appears, exposing some random secrets and shames. The last option reads "HOW HE BEAT ME," and when pressed, a note reads "He didn't! IM STILL HERE, SUCKER!"

"TOURISTTRAP" - An image of a page of a pamphlet, talking about 'The Caves Of Mystery.'

"TYRONE" - An image of Tyrone, text reading "Here, he's your problem now! Just keep this guy from liquids!" under it.

"VALLIS CINERIS" - A video of Baby Bill with his parents, only silhouettes of static. a text to speech says "Why did you do it?" three times.

"WADDLES" - Opens Pig Placement Network

"WEIRD" - A video of Alex(?) trapped in the screen, shouting at Bill to let him out.

"WEIRDMAGEDDON" - An image of a newspaper titled 'THE GRAVITY FALLS GOSSIPER,' with articles about how absolutely nothing happened. Never mind all that!

"WENDY" - An image of a note from Wendy that reads "Whatuppp cursed book! I've got a totally legit way to ward off evil triangles, and I wrote it in the bottom right corner of the book. It's totally worth it, I promise! Stay cool dork!"

"WHOAREYOU" - "I COULD ASK YOU THE SAME QUESTION"

"XYLER" -

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2: CLICKABLES

The golden tooth of the skull:

The Book Of Bill:

The Bill on the dagger in the book:

The 'McGUCKET LABS' on the top of the computer:

The eye in the bottle:

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3: CODES

this segment is a little iffy,

On page two of The Book Of Bill clickable

Solved: uh. maybe. check my blog?

During lightning strikes:

Solved: Vallis Cineris. It's a password!

The colours on the blindeye eye test probably arent codes, because they read "euclmriannrepttgccvisignnsuwepvisidnn." you can try though. ARE a code! they read "EUCLIDEAN DEPT OF VISION SUPERVISION" !

The blindeye eye test itself is apparently a ceaser cipher, but i havent found an answer to it yet.

working on adding to this, theres a LOT.

[lorynna]

Don't you realize that male and female are social constructs? They're ideas. Scientists don't even believe biological sex is a thing anymore, we're all just people. Gender is almost like religion, it can change, some people are really sure on theirs and others aren't, forcing someone into one is always wrong. Do you know why you're cis? Do you ever think about the possibility that you're not, about what it would be like to be something other then what you were born as. Would you still feel like a woman if you didn't have a womb, if you didn't have breasts or genitals or estrogen? It was a combination of contemplating these things, and mystical experiences with the goddess Hel that got me to realize I was agender. I thought I would lose certain things when becoming nonbinary and genderless, but I didn't. I don't know about you, but know you can be happy as an enby or a boy, you can be loved, and cherished and comforted as an enby or as a boy. I don't know if you're nonbinary like I am. You might find you really do identify with womanhood, but if you do really want to be a woman, then know that that's the same feeling amab women have. I know what it's like to think the way you do, I used to think that way, and I've had bad experiences with men and with the expectations society has for people with bodies like mine. But you don't have to take your pain and call it womanhood.

"Female" and "male" are two distinct sexes with distinct differences, set by science and based in reality - you saying scientists don't support the importance of sex is firstly wrong (i can see you've never read any papers written by anyone outside of your bubble) and secondly, very worrisome.

Nothing about sex is a "social construct" because the fact of being either female or male as itself is first of all: a completely neutral, innate and unchangeable fact.

woman = adult human female

man: adult human male

What society does when they attach sexist stereotypes, sex-based expectations etc. to a certain sex, like "a woman must be nurturing by character", "women can wear dresses and skirts, men don't", "it is not manly to show your feelings, you must be strong" etc. that is GENDER. I am a woman, so acording to the logic of gender ideology I must identify with society's image of what a woman has to be, has to do, act like and all of that to also label myself openly as a woman because that is what "identifying myself as a woman" means, right?

But guess what, wearing clothes from "the men's section", cutting my hair, playing football, defying all of those stereotypes does not make me male. Nothing could every make me male because I am born female (first and foremost) but the point is that being a woman or a man for that matter is just something you either are or are not. You don't have to identify with anything or be a certain way personality wise to "earn" any titles and you can also not be "stripped" of them.

Having a hysterectomy does not make you less of a woman / having to remove your testicles due to testicular cancer does not make you less of a man just like loosing a leg or an arm does not make you less of either.

Doctors need to know your sex to be able to accurately dose your prescription or to treat you with other things. Men and women can have different sex specific diseases, like ovarian cancer won't affect a man. If you walk into the doctor's office, both a man and a woman and tell him that one of you is pregnant, who is he going to do the ultrasound on? I wonder how he knows.

There are matters in this world where sex is always going to be important no matter how progressive we would become with discarding gender stereotypes. The gender paygap is sex-based. Do you think they ask you if identify as a woman before they decide to pay you less than your male peers? Female oppression is sex based. Do you think they ask the women in Afghanistan if they identify as a woman before they force them to cover up fully and never speak in public? When you walk into a clothing store, why would a woman head into the women's section? Same reason as to why she would not walk into the kid's section, the clothes there are made for women's bodies rather than that of a man. They have more waist space and are not as large. Could you buy unisex? Yes, but it will never feel as comfortable or look as flattering depending on where you want to go and want to look nice. Why all those differences? Because in this world it matters wether you are female or male. Just because you pretend that sex doesn't matter and that you can't differentiate a woman from a man does not mean the world can't. Ask a male predator why he knew exactly that his target was a woman and why her gender identity didn't matter to him.

Just like the women in Afghanistan, you think them saying they don't feel like women would save them? You cannot identify out of things like these.

I am going to reply to your question. Yes, of course I have thought about what it would be like to be a man in the face of knowing how female socilisation works. I mean, how would my life have turned out? Would I still feel like a woman if I didn't have a womb, breasts, estrogen and genitalia? Answer: Being a woman is not a feeling. Again, it is a biologic fact. No woman in this world goes around "feeling like a woman". That universal feeling you are asking about does not exist. You just are or you aren't. This is not a sensical question. Assuming you meant to ask that if I was suddenly turned into a man if I would still "feel like a woman" is just something no one on this world can answer to. If you were suddenly turned into a tree, would you still feel human?

Womanhood does not mean pain and pain doesn't mean womanhood. Unfortunately female oppression exists under the wings of patriarchy but trying to identify out of it does not help you nor anyone else. There are better ways of combating this.

[moosegirl96]

Ultrasound - Matt Sturniolo x Pregnant!Reader

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A week ago, I made an appointment with the OB-GYN to confirm my pregnancy and make sure everything's all healthy. Now, Matt's hand is on mine, his other on the steering wheel as he drives us to the doctor's, and I'm bouncing my leg, nothing short of nervous and impatient. Not a word has been spoken yet, both of us beyond anxious; part excited anxious, awaiting the confirmation of our pregnancy, but part fucking terrified anxious. I'm biting the skin around my nails until I'm suddenly snapped out of my trance.

"Honey?" Matt rubbed my shoulder, "We're here, okay? Y'Ready to get out?" He asked gently, almost immediately calming me down.

"Yeah, I'm ready, let's go," I smiled. He came to my door to help me out of the car before walking into the building hand in hand.

We eventually made it to the front desk to check in. "Good morning, how can I help you today?" the lady behind the big box computer asked with a smile.

"Hi, I'm here to confirm a pregnancy," I spoke with a slight shake in my voice, which Matt noticed as he clutched my hand tighter in his.

"Alright," she said, "First and last name?"

"It's Y/N L/N," I paused while she typed it all in.

"And date of birth?" she asked, looking up at me, her hands resting on the keyboard.

"Sure, it's MM/DD/YYYY,"

"Okay, I assume this is your husband?" she smiled, alluding to Matt who was standing next to me, off in his own little world, looking down the hall that was mostly an off white color with some framed abstract paintings of vulva flowers.

"Yeah, this is my boyfriend, Matt." I chuckled. He came back down to Earth and smiled at the woman in front of us.

"Okay, you're gonna head down that hall," she pointed, "then the second door on the right-hand side will be room 4, if you don't mind sitting in there and waiting for the doctor, that'd be great."

"Perfect, thank you, have a good one," I smiled and waved as I turned to walk away. I had to pull Matt to get his attention again, but once I did, we were headed down that same hallway Matt had been examining from afar. We turned into room 4 and sat down, him in a regular chair, myself on the examination table. I began to take in the space around me- the sterile scent that every single doctor's office shares, the feeling of Matt's hand on mine once he'd scooted his chair closer to me, the sound of paper rustling beneath me as I got comfortable, and a few rhythmic knocks on the door before it gently swung open and we were met with a woman's warm smile.

"Hi, is this Y/N?" she asked, holding her clipboard.

"That's me," I chuckled nervously while clutching Matt's hand.

"Awesome. My name's Vienna, I'm the ultrasound technician here. I'm gonna be doing your scans today if that's okay," she smiled. Her voice was soft and sweet, she made us both feel very comfortable.

"Sounds great," I nodded, laying back.

"I'm gonna scoot this chair over next to her if that's alright," Matt whispered, bringing the chair closer to the table to be closer to me, Vienna nodding as she signed into the computer so she could get everything started.

"Okay Y/N, I'm gonna put some jelly on your pelvis, it's gonna be pretty cold, so just beware of that," she laughed while shaking the bottle full of blue gel and squeezed it out onto my tummy. She was right, I shivered, which we all laughed at a little. "Ready?" I nodded, then she put the wand to my belly and moved it around a bit until we were able to get an image, and there it was.

I immediately heard a gasp from Matt as he clutched my hand in his even tighter, if that was even possible. "Oh my god... is that it? Is that our baby?"

Vienna smiled and continued moving the wand around, "Yup, there it is. It looks like you're about 8 weeks along right now, so still in the first trimester. I'm gonna go grab Dr. Turner to confirm, okay?" she stood up and left the room promptly, leaving Matt and I to look at a picture still up on the screen.

"See that?" I pointed, still staring in awe, "How amazing is that? That's a little baby."

The technician and doctor came back quickly, both sitting on either of their stools. "Hello, I'm Dr. Turner, I believe we spoke over the phone briefly last week, I'm the OB here and I'll be working with you guys throughout your pregnancy." She held a hand out, shaking mine and then Matt's, before smiling and turning to the screen.

"Okay, let's take another look please, yeah?" she said as Vienna put the wand back on my pelvis, picking up the scan. "Okay, yes, that looks like a baby, about 8 weeks." Matt and I looked at each other and let out a sigh of relief and joy. "Okay, if you really quiet down and listen... can you hear that? That there is a beating heart, 164 BPM, which is good and totally healthy."

Matt put his head on my shoulder as the doctor continued on with the appointment, confirming that there was a healthy baby and checking my stats and everything she needed to do.

"Look at that, it kinda looks like a little bean," Matt giggled, making the rest of us laugh with him. We looked into each other's eyes for a moment, feeling nothing but pride, hope and joy.

We wrapped up the appointment and scheduled another scan for a month later at the 16 week checkpoint. They gave us the sonogram and sent us on our way. We got back out to the car and just sat there for a minute, staring at the pictures we had.

"I have never been more excited for something in my life, Y/N. I'm so, so happy, and I'm the luckiest man in the world to be doing this with you," He smiled, planting a loving kiss on my lips.

We started driving home in a peaceful silence, until I spoke up, "So, our little bean, huh?"

"Hey, you can't look at this picture and tell me that baby doesn't look like a bean!" he laughed, pointing at it.

"I never said you were wrong, it's just probably the funniest thing you've ever said," I chuckled, playfully slapping his knee.

He sighed, "God... I can't wait to tell everyone."

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Hey ho I'm back, sorry for a fucking month's wait 😭 I got pretty sick around Christmas and I've hardly been in work and school so it's been a lot of catching up. I hope you liked this, leave any recs in the comments or message me if you wanna! Love y'all thank you so much for your patience and support.

Motley <3

[sylveon-official]

more huskerdust mpreg wip

Part 1 here!

“Princess, we have a fuckin’ problem,” Angel whispers heatedly, voice shaking as he guides Charlie into his room and shuts the door.

“Oh no, Angel, what’s wrong? What can I do to help?”

Angel cuts to the chase, shoving the photographs into her hands. Charlie stares down at the images quizzically, then cocks her head to the side as she looks up at Angel Dust with clear confusion written on her features.

“Angel, are these ultrasound pictures? Why—”

“Because it’s mine, Charlie,” Angel hisses, then points accusingly at his slightly distended middle. 

Charlie blinks once, twice, then furrows her brow together. 

“No, no, no, no, that can’t be right. Sinner demons can’t get pregnant. Who is telling you that, Angel?” Charlie asks, concerned. “Is it Val? Is he… is this his idea of a prank? Because if it is, I will march right over to that studio and give him a piece of my mind—”

“No! Val’s not smart enough to pull something like that, I went to the doctor and — and I saw it, I fucking saw it with my own two eyes! I don’t understand it anymore than you do, but I thought, I donno’, Lucifer’s daughter’s gotta be more aversed in the way shit works around here and — augh!” Angel cries, tugging at his hair as he feels hot tears build up behind his eyes and his legs start to give out from under him.

Charlie gasps, diving forward to grab one of Angel’s arms and lead him to sit down on the bed. When he sits, the adrenaline he’d been functioning on dissipates all at once and the first couple of tears spill heavily down his cheeks. He buries is face in a set of his hands and heaves a wet sob.

“Oh, Angel…” Charlie immediately pulls his face into her chest and strokes his hair. Angel tries to respond, but all that comes out is more pathetic blubbering.

Charlie gives Angel the time to unload his tears, at least to the point where he can functionally speak again. Angel pulls himself out of her chest, swiping a hand over his wet eyes. 

“Val’s gonna fucking kill m—” Angel chokes on the word ‘me’, eyes instantly flicking down to that damn bump, and hates that his mind instantly replaces it with ‘us’. 

Charlie pauses where she’d been tracing gentle circles along Angel’s back. Angel looks up to see her eyes flash a dangerous red, horns threatening to escape from her forhead.

“It’s going to be okay,” Charlie says confidently, clasping Angel’s hands in hers. Angel gives her a skeptical look, and Charlie simply tightens her grip. “I’m going to call my dad. If anyone knows what’s going on it’d be him. Okay? I’ll be right back.”

Part 3 here!

me jus layin all my cards out lol this is all i got. just blurbs, i got some ideas cookin for a fic but nothing concrete yet so lmk if you got any ideasssss

[britswriting]

First Ultrasound | Quadruple The Love H.S

A/N: Just so we are clear, I'm not purposefully picking white girls to play the role! I'm just picking cute photos! - Also, there are more quadruplet images of Caucasian babies smh lol, but I will use POC photos as well! It's Y/N series, not an x person series so the skin color will more than likely not stay consistent!

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"Babe, I can see you sweating from here" Harry chuckled, walking towards me from the car.

Harry dropped me off at the automatic doors, the awkward wait and stares at my belly making me uncomfortable as he parked the car.

“Shut up! It’s fucking hot, Harry” I groaned, Harry intertwining our hands the welcomed AC

Checking in for something other than a pap smear and a stomach virus felt weird. 

I turned to look up at Harry as he filled out one of the forms, passing the front desk woman our insurance car, a grin on my face as it started to set in why we were here.

I was here for a baby. My baby. We were pregnant. I'm getting a checkup and an ultrasound.

Harry kept his hand in mine as we walked the halls, reaching the OBYN waiting room, quite a few pregnant people and there partners were sat. A few girls were on their own, and one girl had another girl sat next to her, both of them looking over a baby must haves magazine.

"Let's sit over here" Harry murmured quietly, dragging me towards a back cornered area of the waiting room next to a kids activity table.

"Aw!" I cooed, "Look how small" I pointed at the little kid chairs and coloring books.

I felt the waterworks start, Harry chuckling as he snatched a coloring book off the table along with a box of crayons.

"What are you doing?" I asked, pulling myself back together, sitting down next to him.

"Coloring" he replied like it was obvious.

"It's a kids coloring book"

"So"

"Oh my god" I laughed, Harry flipping through the book, landing on a page of a cat with a mermaid tail

Harry colored the page, ignoring my teasing comments, passing me a crayon to join him before my name was called, the nurse grinning as Harry set the coloring book and crayons back on the table.

"If you can just step on the scale real quick. Would you like to know your weight or not?" She asked, respecting that I opted out, marking down the numbers before leading us to one of the rooms.

I thought getting STD tested was scary, but answering nurses questions for your file when you're pregnant is way scarier.

What if my numbers are too high? or low? What I have some weird blood type that is going to corrupt this child? What if I already had a bad weight gain? What if I'm already on the road to some sort of high risk pregnancy like diabetes or preeclampsia?

"Y/N? You have to uncross your legs and relax babe" Harry noted, the blood pressure cuff getting strapped around my bicep.

I sighed, nodding as I tried to relax, hating feeling the cuff tighten around my arm.

Did it have to hurt so much?

When the nurse confirmed that I was pregnant, my heart dropped to my stomach, the feeling of needing to throw up causing my throat to tighten.

There was a huge smile on Harry's face as the nurse continued to explain the next steps, but all I could think about was;

I'm pregnant.

I have a baby inside of me.

I'm in charge of another human. This humans life is in my hands. In my womb.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Harry rushed, pushing himself out of the chair and to my aid, "breathe. in, out" Harry coax, catching the nurses attention.

I did some deep breathing, getting myself to calm down, Harry's hand squeezing my own when he mouthed "Are you okay?" to which I nodded, only for the nurse to ask me if this was an unwanted baby.

"It's in your chart that you've been trying?" She asked, sounding confused.

"We have" Harry confirmed, the nurse looking over at me, confused.

"I just.. I'm pregnant" I spoke softly, Harry's brow furrowing. "I'm excited... but I'm.. I'm terrified. It's all on my shoulders to keep this baby safe. I'm just.."

"Y/N, breathe" Harry inhaled, then exhaled, having me follow him.

"I'm sorry" my voice cracked, my eyes stinging as tears threatened to rush down my cheeks.

I'm already a horrible mother.

I can't even act excited in front of the nurse.

"It's natural to be nervous" the nurse eased, my slight nod and Harry's soothing knuckle motion hopefully being enough to calm my nervous system. "You can be over the moon and terrified all at the same time. It's perfectly normal" He continued.

"I know.. I just.." I chewed my lower lip, "What if something happens? I mean, it's a miracle I'm pregnant to begin with and now.. and now that it's actually happened how do I make sure I don't mess it up?"

"Mrs. Styles, we're going to do our best and make sure you and your baby are healthy. Sometimes things happen, and it's never the mother's fault-"

"But it's my bodies fault" I interrupted, not daring to look at Harry.

"Sometimes things happen-"

"Because of my body. I can't have a baby" I interrupted again.

"And you're pregnant" the nurse's head nodded, my lips pursing.

"But I shouldn't be"

"It's not that you shouldn't be. No doctor told you it's suggested that you shouldn't be. You were told it was be hard to be; but not impossible, and look, now you're pregnant! We're going to keep watch, do our best to protect you and your baby and hopefully things go to plan. You can't worry too much though Mrs. Styles. The elevated blood pressure can risk you getting quite a handful of pregnancy complications" He warned and that alone was sending me into a mental hurricane.

When it came time for the ultrasound, Harry was giddy beyond belief.

I was as well, but I knew I'd be more excited once I was told that everything looked okay.

That me, and baby were okay.

Worse case scenario, I'm somehow miscarrying. Somewhat worst case is the pregnancy tests were false and my biggest fear that was forming a pit in my stomach was that I was pregnant, but I had some sort of detached egg and placenta thing, creating a high risk and or termination of pregnancy.

What if this was my one chance, and it didn't happen properly and I have to terminate it?

I don't think I'll survive that.

Harry called "Come in" when a knock sounded on the door, a youngish looking woman greeting us with a chart in her hand.

I laid back, the gel getting spread on my stomach, Harry taking a photo which made me laugh.

"Your fans would lose their minds if they knew you took selfies" I teased, the ultrasound technician smiling as turned on the machine.

"What they don't know won't kill them" he grinned, shoving his phone back in his pocket when I grabbed mine, returning the favor to record his reaction to seeing the baby.

"Are you guys ready?" She asked, the two of us nodding, our attention now on the tiny black and white static screen.

"Here's baby" She pointed, the little flick of a bean catching our immediate attention, "and... here's heartbeat" She pushed in on a button, the woosh sounding making our ears perk and our grins widen.

"What do you think, baby?" I asked, turning to look at Harry, seeing an overwhelming look of adoration towards the little screen, my heart melting right then and there.

I can't wait to watch him with the baby. He's going to be the best father ever.

With lack of reply, I turned back to look at the screen, wishing the baby was bigger so I could truly appreciate what was actually inside of me.

The wooshing noise stopped, my eyes snapping to look at the technician as she turned the screen towards herself.

I could feel my heart thump against my chest as I glanced over towards Harry who seemed worried, but was appearing to try very hard not to let it show.

"Everything okay?" I carefully asked, the technician humming.

"Baby's fine" she replied, "Um" she turned the screen back to us, "Do you guys see this?" She asked, pointing at the little bean, both of us nodding, "And do you see this?" She flipped screens, showing another bean. Harry's head tilting as I nodded slowly, also confused.

"That's the same, right?" I asked, the tech staying quiet.

"Do you see this one?" She asked, now my heart was really beating out of my chest.

What was happening?

Was this some kind of sick joke?

"You see here, each one has their own sack.." she pointed at three didn't placenta sacks.

"Yeah.."

"I uh, you're having triplets" She announced, my body stilling as Harry's eyes widened slightly, lips parted out of shock. "Here's baby A... baby B... baby C" She noted, the little letters showing up on the screen before she took a picture.

"There's three? Three babies?" Harry asked, the tech nodding as she went back to the video screen, moving around to show each one.

"Three's three"

"How- what?" I stumbled, leaning up on my elbows to try and get a closer look.

There is no way in hell there are three babies inside my fucking womb right now.

"There's just three, right?" Harry asked, my eyes widening at the possibly of more.

I'm going to be fucking huge.

"I'm not a golden retriever, Harry! I can't have a litter" I panicked.

I wasn't even supposed to have one baby, and now I'm having three?!

THREE?!!!!!!!

"I can only see three" She confirmed. "There could be one or two hidden behind one of the other ones-"

"MORE?!" I freaked.

"But that's rare" She finished, my eyes practically popping out of my head as I started to laugh.

"You're joking right? That's just like.. some prank you do on new parents? Ha ha.. jokes funny. It's just one, right?" I freaked, Harry's hand finding mine, the tech shaking her head.

"I'm not pulling your leg. It's triplets at least" She said, my body falling back on the exam bed.

Triplets.

Fucking triplets.

How the fuck am I gonna carry triplets?!

BIRTH TRIPLETS?!

No.

No I can't.

I can't birth triplets.

"Do I have to birth them all? Induvially?!" I worried aloud.

"It's extremely rare due to complications. You have a extremely if not guaranteed confirmation of a c-section"

"I can't have a VBAC next time right? if there is a next time? if I want a next time.." I rushed out, the idea of not having the dream vaginal birth was making my heart feel crushed.

I knew I shouldn't have hopes and dreams, especially since this wasn't supposed to happen period.. but I can't help it.

If it was one baby, or maybe even two... I could've possibly had a vaginal delivery, right? Like that could've been a possibility?

"Let's cross that road when we get there" She chuckled and I sighed, my eyes falling shut.

I could hear the tone of Harry's voice, the vibration it caused in my ears, but I couldn't make out the actual words as tears begun to roll down my cheeks.

I'm having triplets.

Three babies.

Three babies are growing inside of me.

T h r e e b a b a i e s a r e g r o w i n g i n s i d e o f m e

I have to raise three children at once. Of the same age. Forever.

Oh my god.

"Babe, I can see the smoke coming out of your ears from here" he snickered, "Quit thinking so hard"

I rolled my eyes, my hands coming up to cover my eyes.

"You're positive it's three?" I asked again, the tech confirming for what was probably the fourth or fifth time since I blacked out whatever Harry said.

I left the appointment with my brain spiraling and a few pregnancy pamphlets in hand, Harry already googling the recommended websites.

"Wait, it says that multiples rarely go to full term, meaning... we have like........ way less time than normal" he finished, making me laugh at his lack of words.

"Aren't you scared?" I asked, turning to face him as he scrolled through his phone.

"Scared? Sure. The excitement overshadows it though"

"How does the excitement overshadow the fear?" I genuinelly asked, baffled by how his emotions were a complete 180 to my own.

"Because we went from day and night worrying about not having any kids, to having three, Y/N. I mean, that's insane! A whirlwind if you will, but it's exciting! We're having three babies!"

I stayed quiet, Harry rambling the entire drive home about how we have so many more names to pick out now, and asking me if we were having one nursery, or a gendered nursery or even giving them each their own nursery.

Saying I was overwhelmed was an understatment.

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An: It's still four! They just don't know that yet!! - just to clarify lol

[elumish]

What Medical Stuff Feels Like (Scans and Stuff)

Content warning for general medical stuff, mention of IVs.

Also strong caveat that all of this is exactly one person's experience (mine) and so 1) may not be what you experience, 2) may not match up with other descriptions you've read, and 3) is not being written by a medical professional.

Ultrasound: For an ultrasound, they take an ultrasound wand (a one-handed thing with a smooth end and a wire attaching it to a machine), stick a bunch of goo on it, and then press it to whatever they're looking at and then have the machine collect images. The goo is usually cold, and they will usually apologize for it.

All of my experiences with this have been below the neck and above the pelvis. Depending on where they're pressing, it can hurt quite a bit--imagine having someone press something hard into your breast tissue or your ribs. How much it hurts definitely depends on what they're pressing on--things like the sternum and ribs hurt a lot more than places with a lot of fatty tissue.

You may or may not be shirtless for this--it depends on what they're looking for. For breast tissue or things in that range, you're generally in a patient shirt that you have either open over one breast or over both, and the other will sometimes be covered with a towel. For the rest of the abdomen, I've done it with my shirt pulled up and my pants down low enough for them to get to everything.

Once you're done, you wipe the goo off, but it also doesn't stain clothing (at least from my experience) and it doesn't irritate my skin. it just feels kind of weird.

I had to fast before an abdminal ultrasound but not a breast ultrasound, so it really depends.

My extremely hot take is that getting an abdominal ultrasound is my least favorite form of scan.

Echocardiogram: This is basically an ultrasound of your heart. That means the focus is on your left breast area, and if you have a lot of breast tissue, it means the tech is going to be awkwardly maneuvering it around/pressing on it pretty hard to get to the heart. I've had these twice--once, the tech was with a couple of doctors (or other techs? it's been like 8 years since then) and they were all making comments that I didn't understand about various parts of my heart. The second time, it was just the tech, and we occasionally made awkward small talk while he mashed an ultrasound wand into my breast.

Both of my echocardiogram techs have been men, and I will say that this is basically the least sexual experience you can have with a man while shirtless having them touch your breast. I think basically everywhere in the US you should be able to have an advocate in there with you, but I've never personally felt uncomfortable re: the shirtless in front of a male tech situation.

3D ultrasound: I once described a 3D ultrasound as if a dentist lamp was also a scanner and hated you. At least from the ones that I've experienced, they're essentially this weird giant thing that looks a lot like a dentist light on one of those moveable arms, and they cover everything with goo and then squish it against what they're taking scans of and then take the scans. It's less targeted than handheld ultrasounds but can get larger areas. I think there are also live 3D ultrasounds for things like pregnancy but I've never had that.

MRI: My favorite of the scans (unironically). For an MRI, you basically lie on a slab in a giant tube that makes horrible clanking noises for 45 minutes to an hour. Because they work using magnets, you can't have metal in or on you, so you have to take off all jewelry, earrings, etc. and then they ask a gazillion questions beforehand to make sure that there's nothing the magnets will disrupt (e.g., pacemaker) or will pull on (e.g., magnetic eyelashes). Twice, they had me change at least partially out of my street clothes; the last time I did it in my street clothes minus my bra, which felt vaguely illegal.

It's decently cold, so they generally offer a warmed blanket. At least for MRIs of the abdomen, there is a heavy thing that gets draped over your abdomen to basically make it pick up the images there (I don't really know how that works). To me, it feels kind of like a weighted blanket.

All of my MRIs have been since COVID started, though the first one was pre-masking; I wore a KN-95 in the MRI for my last one and had no issues re: the magnet.

Once you go in the tube, you basically just have to lie still for as long as the MRI goes. They will ask you if you are claustrophobic beforehand. It doesn't set of my claustrophia, but I imagine it happens a lot. They stick a ball in your hand for you to squeeze as basically an emergency stop/to notify them that you need out before it's done. They're also really bright, and at least from my experience, sometimes the paint is peeling a little. That doesn't matter, other than as something to stare at.

There are also headphones so they can give you instructions. For two of the three MRIs, they also played music (I listed to Taylor Swift for the last one). The headphones are kind of noise canceling, but nothing can block out the clanking, of which there is a lot, of various types, very loudly. The instructions will vary; one of the things they have you do for abdominal MRIs is hold your breath out, which feels very weird and is actually surprisingly hard--basically instead of inhaling and holding your breath, you exhale and then don't breathe back in until they tell you to. I can never hold it for as long as they say to, but it's never been an issue (at least as far as they've told me).

For some MRIs, they use contrast. Generally (maybe always?) they say that it's "with and without contrast" which means that they do the majority of it without contrast, and then they put the contrast in and take some more images. To get contrast, you need an IV, which they put in before you get in the machine. They attach the IV to a coil-y tube, which extends when you get moved into the machine. They generally hook it around your hand so it stays in place/doesn't pull against the IV site.

Contrast feels very weird. Someone mentioned this in one of the reblogs for the stabby stuff post, but basically it gets processed by your body really quickly so it goes to your bladder really quickly and also feels warm so it sort of feels like you've wet yourself. They warn you before they put it in.

Unironically, I find MRIs kind of relaxing, because you just lie still for like an hour under a weighted blanket. 4/10 would pick over the other options.

I have had a CT scan done but don't really remember it so would love someone to weigh in on those.

[omgkalyppso]

breast lump experience thus far

so when i thought i found something (lump + breast texture change) i was like. should i wait to see if it goes away before i get an appointment? and everyone in my life was like "no?????" so i got that appointment.

my doctor has been my family doctor since before i was born and i fucking knew he was not thorough in checking up on this concern of mine either because 1. my adult nudity seems to still make him uncomfortable but we both don't mention it. 2. my fat seems to make him uncomfortable because it's only been a few years since there's been a mandate on his office to not bring up weight in diagnoses (thank fuck). 3. i have a bruise on the side of my breast from where a pimple failed to heal like a year ago that he asked about and clearly didn't want to touch. and he was like "i can't find anything unusual" (and again, i knew he hadn't really looked) "but just to make sure lets get you a screening at the hospital."

about three days later i got a letter saying my screening would take place in about a month. during that time at one point i stopped being able to find the "lump" and i was like, did i imagine it, has it gone away, the breast texture is still different but is this because i just turned 35.

my mother has had a benign tumour that required surgery and i have extended family who have had breast cancer, so i figured i should keep the appointment.

my appointment was today! i mentioned that i wasn't sure i could find the lump i orginally found, the breast texture change, and that it was most noticeable to me when i pinched the side of my (fat) breast. the nurse / technician? made special note of that and i was worried it was because i was an idiot. but the first imaging machine does compress your breasts in a similar way so maybe it was for some other reason.

then came the ultrasound and when she stopped the thing right over where i found my initial concern for an exceedingly long time i was like "oh fuck it is fucking something."

the doctor came in and wanted to do the ultrasound herself and she suspects it is a small cluster of cysts, but i should expect a letter or phone call in 6-9 months for follow up so they can check it isn't anything else.

so. ultimately. i did recognize a change in my body and i feel stupid af anyway, and like i'm wasting real medical resources in the high likelihood that it is just a small cluster of cysts. but at least that's better news than otherwise.

[alex51324]

Man, if you want to be pissed off, reading about ovarian tumors is one of the way to get there.

Detecting ovarian cancer early is hard--it's often described as having "no symptoms"--but actually, the symptoms is has are indistinguishable from the symptoms of "having a uterus and ovaries that are functioning more-or-less within tolerances."

One study came to the conclusion that, to improve diagnosis to the point it would save lives, people (with the aforesaid anatomy) would need to get imaging (ultrasound, etc.) done when they have pelvic pain lasting more than two weeks. Christ, is there anyone (with the aforesaid anatomy) that hasn't had pelvic pain lasting more than two weeks?

And then you get into how existing disparities exacerbate this problem. I was on this site called Radiopaedia--it's a free database of imaging case studies--looking at cases with masses similar to mine, and I found this one. This patient was reporting gastrointestinal symptoms for months, and was, eventually--because she was obese--referred for weight-loss surgery.

Once they started doing it, they found an ovarian mass the size of a cantaloupe in her. The case study is light on detail, but it seems pretty likely that she was repeatedly told that if she had an upset stomach, it was probably from eating too much. Nope! It was from having her guts literally rearranged by something the size of a bowling ball. If anyone had taken her situation seriously enough to perform imaging of any kind, it would have been super-obvious.

(Hers turned out to be benign, BTW, so she probably ended up being fine--but a cancerous mass the same size wouldn't have been detected any earlier.)

(Mine, BTW, is a couple of centimeters smaller than that one--it was palpable during a routine physical because I'm fairly slim, and that led to me being referred for imaging.)

Then you get the studies saying, "Well, we could detect a lot more of these things if ultrasound was part of the routine workup for patients with this anatomy, but then we'd be finding a lot of benign functional cysts, too." Yes, and? Why is that a problem? "Well, then patients would expect us to actually do something about their cysts, especially if they're chronic and painful." And? "Well, we really can't be assed."

[maternity-morningstar]

Angel, take some more tests to be sure.

It’s all gonna be okay.

A few days later, at Angel’s Doctor Appointment. He, along with Lucifer, Husk, and Alastor, are in the doctor’s office. Angel did the basic blood and urine tests along with a general exam.

Doctor: *adjusting his glasses as he sets up the ultrasound machine* Alright, Angel, I know this is a lot to process, but the scan will help us get a clearer picture of what’s going on. Based on the positive test and your unique biology, there are a few things we need to keep an eye on.

Angel: *nervously fiddling with the hem of his shirt* Yeah, no kidding. My body’s already a freakin’ science experiment.

Lucifer: *resting a calming hand on Angel’s shoulder* It’ll be okay Angel

Alastor: *offering a rare moment of gentleness* It’s better to know than to sit in uncertainty.

Husk: *leaning against the wall with his arms crossed* Yeah, so let’s get this over with, doc. Angel doesn’t need more time to panic.

Doctor: *smiling faintly at Husk’s bluntness* Alright then, let’s begin. Angel, lie back for me

Angel complies, visibly tense as the doctor applies the gel and begins the ultrasound. The room is quiet, save for the hum of the machine and Angel’s nervous breathing. After a moment, an image appears on the monitor—a surprisingly large figure for such an early stage of pregnancy.

Doctor: *adjusting the screen and tilting his head slightly* Well, this is certainly interesting. The fetus is approximately four weeks along, but its development is notably large.

Angel: *eyes widening* W-What do you mean 'large'?

Doctor: *pointing at the screen* The size and features are more aligned with that of a species influenced by a deer demon parent. It’s larger than what we’d typically expect from a spider baby at this stage.

Alastor: *stiffening slightly, his grin faltering for just a moment* So... it’s mine.

Lucifer: *nodding thoughtfully, his hand still steady on Angel’s shoulder* That makes sense. Angel’s body is adapting to accommodate your biology, Alastor.

Husk: *stepping closer to the monitor, frowning slightly* Looks healthy, though, right? Big or not, everything looks... fine?

Doctor: Yes, as far as I can see, the fetus appears healthy. Angel, you’ll need to take extra care with your diet and rest, especially since your body will be handling more strain than usual. We’ll schedule regular checkups to monitor both you and the baby.

Angel: *staring at the screen, a mix of awe and fear in his eyes* It’s... really happening, huh? I’m gonna have another kid.

Alastor: *softly, his voice unusually sincere* Yes, Angel. And it seems this one will carry a part of both of us.

Lucifer: *smirking slightly* Looks like we’re adding another to the family sooner than expected. But we’ll manage.

Husk: *gruffly but warmly* Yeah, we’ve got your back.

Angel’s eyes filled with unshed tears as he looked at his partners, then back at the screen. Despite the fear and uncertainty, a small smile tugged at his lips.

Angel: Guess this kid’s already got the best damn team backing them up, huh?

Doctor: *adjusting his chair and folding his hands as he looks at Angel with a professional but serious expression* Alright, Angel, now that we’ve confirmed the pregnancy and identified the species influence, I need to discuss some potential risks with you.

Angel: *groaning, already feeling overwhelmed* Oh, great. Lemme guess, my body’s gonna freak out, right? I knew this wouldn’t be simple.

Doctor: You’re not entirely wrong. Carrying a pregnancy for a species similar to your own, like your last one, was inherently safer. As an insect-type demon carrying an insect offspring, your body was biologically better equipped. But this time..." *gestures toward the monitor* You’re carrying a mammalian fetus. That creates some unique challenges.

Lucifer: *leaning forward, his brow furrowing in concern* What kind of challenges, Doctor? Be specific.

Doctor: *clearing his throat* First, the size discrepancy. Mammalian fetuses, particularly one with deer-like traits, tend to grow larger than insectile ones. They’re also heavier than insect infants. Angel’s body, while adaptable, might struggle to accommodate the rapid growth and increased nutrient demands.

Angel: *nervously clutching the blanket on his lap* So what, you’re saying I could... what? Pop too early? Or not handle it at all?

Doctor: *nodding solemnly* Preterm labor is a risk, and there’s also a chance of complications with delivery. Even a miscarriage probability is higher. Mammalian offspring often require different birthing mechanisms that your body isn’t naturally equipped for. This could lead to significant strain or even danger during labor if we’re not careful.

Husk: *his ears flicking in irritation as he steps closer* So what’s the plan? You’re not just gonna leave him to deal with this without a solution, right?

Doctor: Of course not. With close monitoring, a specialized diet, and rest, we can mitigate some of the risks. Angel, you’ll need to avoid overexertion and ensure you’re eating enough to meet both your needs and the baby’s. We’ll also schedule frequent ultrasounds to track the fetus’s growth.

Alastor: *crossing his arms, his normally smooth tone sharp with concern* And what about delivery? If his body isn’t equipped for a mammalian birth, are there alternatives?

Doctor: Yes, if natural delivery isn’t viable, we’ll prepare for a c-section.

Angel: *blinking, his voice trembling* A c-section? You mean, like, cuttin’ me open?"

Doctor: Only if it becomes necessary, and we’ll do everything we can to avoid it. But I want you to be aware of all possibilities.

Lucifer: *his voice steady but filled with emotion* Whatever it takes, Doctor. Just make sure Angel and the baby are safe.

Doctor: *offering a small, comforting smile* That’s the goal. Angel, I know this is a lot to take in, but with proper care and support, you can get through this. It’s not going to be easy, but it’s not impossible.

Angel: *staring at the monitor, his hand absently resting on his abdomen* Yeah... I guess it’s real now, huh? Damn…

[catoperated]

Colonoscopy/Endoscopy in a week. I decide to celebrate my last day of real food by having pizza. Am violently reminded my gallbladder is bad. Wife takes me to the ER the morning after, when it’s clear the pain isn’t going away.

Initially am hopeful because the waiting room is nearly empty. Overhear a nurse say all the rooms are full and my heart sinks.

Hours pass. I have blood and money withdrawn. Battle Los Angeles plays on the TV above us. Motion smoothing is on so the it feels like a fever dream with bad CGI. More people filter in, slowly filling the waiting room.

A woman wheels her very sick, elderly mother to sit across from us. She loudly tells her HOH mother to only put the mask up when she coughs, then says she can’t wear a mask herself because she can’t breathe through them. I scoff through my mask, and this apparently shames her into putting one on.

As I wait I nearly crush a fidget toy in my desperation to distract myself from the pain. My name is finally called and I make the mistake of raising my right hand, resulting in a fresh stab of pain.

The woman in scrubs wheels me to the very back of radiology, where as I look slightly stunned at the ultrasound machine waiting. She asks if anyone told me this test was ordered. No one had. She asks if I’m okay with it. I say yes. Seems silly to say anything else.

Turns out it’s very hard to get a clear image of the gallbladder due to its awkward placing near the liver and ribs. Breathing in and holding it hurts. I’m rolled on my side to try and get a better angle. It is slow torture. When it’s over I’m wheeled to a room in the far corner, away from the noise of the nurse’s station.

The visitor chairs are positioned in such a way that my wife’s head is always hitting something in whatever room we’re in, as if the visitor must be in discomfort, too.

I get morphine. The pain in my chest dulls but my legs are cramped from sitting so long in the waiting room.

I use dual bed/Tv control to turn Food Network to SyFy, which is playing a censored Predator 1 & 2 double feature.

My wife is left behind as I’m taken for a CT scan. More breathing in and holding it. The contrast dye fills me with uncomfortable warmth. Updates for my tests ping on my healthcare app. Most notably the cyst found on the ultrasound I got last month had already grown two cm. As I’m wheeled back I see beds have overflowed into the halls.

Back in ‘my’ room, it’s never quiet. The EKG keeps beeping an alert about my breathing. The nurse says it’s because it’s bad at reading that, so they mostly ignore it as long as people aren’t gasping or panting. Whenever mine beeps, I hear the beeping from the room next door, like the call and answer of lonely birds chirping.

My wife and I wait and watch Schwarzenegger do battle with the Predator and my wife remarks that no one ever talks about Predator 3—so bad it’s like collectively erased it from memory. I don’t even think of Alien vs Predator until right now, as I’m writing this.

From time to time announcements come over the intercom. Code sepsis. Code stroke. I guess they did away with colors.

Doctor comes in and says my gallbladder needs to come out, but the situation isn’t so dire it needs to be immediate. She emphasizes no more fatty foods. About the same diet I have to adopt while preparing for the colonoscopy, but more restrictions. I leave with prescriptions for opioids and nausea.

We get vegetable and tofu hibachi after leaving. My cat sits beside me on the bed when I’m finished, purring in content now that I’m finally back home.

I took a selfie while high on morphine and my wife joked that they finally discovered what it took to get me to take a picture of myself.

I’m not posting it here.

I’m also not editing this.

[stardewstardropthoughts]

i dont know if this will be odd but i hope its understandable! could i request if the bachelorettes found out their wife has gotten pregnant, maybe after tries w artificial insemination? i dont know if it makes sense feel free to ignore and i know you kostly do for bachelors ><

I love the bachelorettes I just feel like I do a bad job writing for them 🥲 I will try though! Also I’m so excited for when Julie and cam update us on the numbers today pls someone understand who I’m talking about because these TikTok lesbians deserve the world, lemme know if y’all want the labour and birth!

Abigail:

She’s always wanted kids but she’s never wanted to be pregnant so when you guys decide to do artificial insemination she’s so excited

Never misses a single appointment, by your side the whole time, helps with all the shots to make sure your eggs are mature

When you guys finally get a positive pregnancy test after three failed rounds she’s so excited, sobbing happy tears

She’s holding your hair back when you puke, getting all your cravings for you, rubbing your back

Hope you don’t wanna go mining for the next nine months, or do much strenuous work at all

All but takes over the really hard farm work, she doesn’t want you to push yourself to hard

Has a whole nursery theme picked out already, loves buying baby clothes and toys and books

She’s so excited to have a little family with you 💜

Emily:

She’s thrilled when you bring up starting a family, she loves kids and would love to have her own

After lots of discussion and saving up making sure the farm has steady income you come to the conclusion that you would carry your first child and she would carry your second

Y’all get really lucky and only have to go through one round before you get pregnant, she’s there every step of the way to support you

She gets a little nervous about all the needles you have to take but she helps you with them regardless

Loves cooking healthy meals for you while your pregnant

Sews you some very cute maternity clothes, absolutely cry’s a little while she does because that’s her baby in your tummy!!

Lots of purples and blues in your baby’s wardrobe, tons of stuffed animals in a cute gem theme toybox

She’s always got a hand on your bump when your snuggling so she can feel the movements

Haley:

Similar to Abigail she’s always wanted at-least one kid but does not want to be pregnant, labour does not appeal to her

She’s thrilled when you tell her you want to carry the baby though

It takes two rounds for y’all to get pregnant, she’s thrilled to see those two lines on that test

Holding out her actual excitement until you get the blood test done at Harvey’s clinic though

Try’s not to cry when it’s confirmed that your pregnant but literally can’t help it, she’s emotional

Constantly taking pictures of you throughout, wants to make a photo album of how beautiful you look while carrying her child

Holds your hair back for you when you puke, comforts you when you get sad that none of your clothes fit anymore

“Awe sweetheart your carrying our child, your growing a whole life, that’s more then worth your jeans not fitting right. Your still as beautiful as ever and we’ll get you some real cute maternity wear”

Holds true to that promise, she loves shopping and absolutely loved buying a whole new wardrobe for her lovely wife (and so many baby clothes as well, cannot stop herself Theyer just so tiny and cute)

Loves feeling the baby move, cries at basically every appointment because you get to hear the heartbeat

Has the ultrasound images on the fridge and in her little photo album

Leah:

She’s probably the one who brought up the idea of having children

You both want to be pregnant at some point so you decide you’ll go first and then a year later she’ll have the second child

It took a while to get pregnant for y’all, around five rounds total, she’s been your rock just has you have been hers throughout

So excited and then extremely nervous

Constantly hovering, making sure your not overdoing it on the farm, making sure your eating proper meals and good nutritional food

Will one hundred percent go out at three am in search of that one limited edition berry flavour ice cream you woke up and decided you absolutely needed

Loves baby shopping with you, probably has way to many onesies put in the cart, along with toys

Will make little teddy bear carvings to put on the bookshelves in your baby’s bedroom

Loves being the big spoon at night so she can wrap her arms around your growing tummy and cradle both you and your unborn child

Maru:

Knows so much about pregnancy and ivf or insemination

Does not want to be pregnant but is thrilled that you want to be

Another lucky situation where you only had to go through one round before you became pregnant

Tells you all the fun facts about pregnancy that you may not know and may not want to know

Holds your hair back for you and puts a cold cloth against your forehead when you having morning sickness

Constantly going to the saloon to get whatever meal your craving from there

Tells you all the fun facts about baby’s growth week to week

Has one of those pregnancy Calendars that tells you things like “week 15 baby is the size of a cabbage”

She also doesn’t let you overdo it on the farm, lots of little breaks through the day

Constantly asking Harvey about what she can do to be more supportive

Asks her mom for advice as well, probably buys you the biggest pregnancy pillow she can find

Penny:

She loves kids, and she loves teaching them too as seen with jas and Vincent so she’s thrilled when you tell her you want to start a family with her

You guys decide you’ll carry the baby and after a few rounds you fall pregnant

She’s very excited but also very nervous, she’s never really had a good example for a parent

She asks robin and Jody a lot of questions about being a parent

Does her best to support you while your pregnant, she feels bad every time you throw up, rubs your back soothingly and helps you wash your face and brush your teeth after

Tried to cook once but almost set the kitchen on fire so quickly gave that up, you teach her a few simple meals (that are mostly cold dishes)

Loves to shop for the baby, being finally financially stable she doesn’t feel as bad spending a bit extra on the tiny human your growing

Also goes to the saloon to pick up whatever your craving

Has a lot of anxiety about weather or not she’ll be a good mom but you assure her you wouldn’t want a baby with anyone else

Jas and Vincent are honorary big siblings to this tiny human and are very excited for when the baby is born, Vincent asked you to name the baby after him and was very sad when you very politely declined

Sonogram pictures are all over the fridge, she loves looking at them

Panics when you start crying for no reason, pregnancy hormones are a bitch

Asks Harvey so many questions but he’s very patient and will listen and explain as much as he can

She sobbed the first time she felt the baby move

You also sobbed

[theodoraflowerday]

heartstopper s3e7 live episode reaction

oh my god

these bitches horny. good for them. good for them

tara's so pretty :(

NOT NICK WANTING TO POUNCE ON CHARLIE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RUGBY FIELD

"why are you looking at me like that" he wants to redacted your redacted and redacted you redacted with redacted and redacted for redacted

like let's keep up charlie boy you know what we're getting at

lets_get_it_on.mp3

NICKTARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

lesbian and bisexual himbo supremacy. we got adora and bow, we got tara and nick.... who else do we need

they can afford durex condoms for sex ed??? is truham like a fancy private school or what

"ughhhh so slimy" SAME TAO AKDLDJDLDKD

I only use condoms to cover up ultrasound probes tho but every time I touch one I'm like D: idk how people with dicks do it

harry is so disgusting lmao

"I could tell she really wanted it" you wouldn't know what a woman wants if she spelled it out for you my brother in christ

the std images akfjdkfkdkf who among us wasn't traumatized by std pictures (which is fun bc now I work with stds all the time and it's not that bad)

CHLAMYDIA = BAD JAKDJDKFJDKFJFKFJFDKGUFIFDOGIDIFIDO

oh elle baby

NOT FUCKIN DAVID

WHY'S THIS BITCH HERE

they're so flustered oh my god

the texts :(

OH TARA AND DARCY

oh okay that was...... that sure was something huh

oh my fucking god

bro nick is so fuckin cute

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

worse than mr farouk nominating charlie is mr farouk AND mr ajayi teaming up to nominate charlie???? that was SO cute wtf

I'm so glad elle has naomi and felix :(

ARE YOU TRYING TO PEEK? IT'S ALLOWED WE'RE IN LOVE

i might genuinely die

MICHAEL

bro I see michael and my entire world lights up i love him *so* much I truly think he's my favorite osemanverse character

"my advice is to sneak out" "my advice is that you don't need a sleepover for the activity in question" lmao they're horrible influences both of them

I HOPE YOU GET TO HAVE YOUR SEX SLEEPOVER DOFLDGJDLFJDLFK

MICHAEL HOLDEN YOU ARE THE *LOVE* OF MY *LIFE*

"michael, can you stop talking about my brother having sex?" "sorry 😬" god I love him so much

not everybody being this invested in getting nick and charlie to have sex skfjslfjslfjdl

YOU HAD SEX AT SCHOOL?!?!!??!?!

he's SO SCANDALIZED JSKFJSKFJSKFJDKF

"and also we have a history of getting walked in on" RIGHT? like they better get a hotel room or something, my god

bro I will literally tattoo every nicktara scene on my tits they're SO beautiful

YES TARA VALIDATE HIS EMOTIONS

"oh, nick, I'm not really the person to ask about sex between guys" "....yeah, fair enough" I LOVE THEM /SO/ MUCH UBDJFKDJFLDKFLDKF

NONBINARY DARCYYYYYYYYYYY

oh man im so fucking overwhelmed. this season's got me overwhelmed.

tori going "we all love nick" like :( best in laws :(

tbf I still think charlie went about it in the wrong way, like jane isn't even *wrong* about the exams thing but also he's 16 and horny so like...

um. okay. so that was the most over the top romantic thing in the PLANET what the FUCK tao can you be normal??? can you not raise the bar so high????????

oh is it really a heartstopper season if nick isn't looking at pictures of charlie and feeling Things?

oh he sure is Feeling Things huh

NO NICK NOT THOSE THINGS

oh thank god charlie is here

oh hold on

pause

charlie is here

I know what happens here

oh my god I'm not prepared

bro

no

oh my god

oh my god no I'm not prepareeeedddddd

yeah well if they're ready I have to be ready

"you give me so much confidence" he really does :( and it makes me so sad like nick baby you're a wonderful person :(

"I can't talk to anyone else like I talk to you" GODDDDDDD

"basically I'm freaking out" oh he's so right so am I

"I think we're both a bit of a mess" AND YOU'RE ABOUT TO MAKE A MESS AM I RIGHT

THE MUSIC IS INTENSIFYING

that's more @ me cause I'm not fuckin calm

"char, this is literally the only thing I've been able to think about" SCREAMS AND CRIES

THERE'S SO MUCH ELECTRICITY

OH HE FLIPPED HIM

OH M TGOD

DYA WANT MINE OFF? YEAH

[to the tune of hot to go] W H O R E S YOU ARE CURRENTLY HAVING SEX

THE H AND GOLD

THE? BUTTON?????

WHY ARE YOU UNDER THE XOVERS

WHERE'S THAT HAND GOING

IM

BROOOOOOOOOOOOO

oh yohd

oh my god I can't believe they done did it

oh my god I love this show *so much*

bro I love nick and charlie so much?

[rametarin]

Things do not become cheaper just because a group of people demand it be so.

It's a very disgusting, mafioso mentality. Where if you just arbitrarily demand a thing be cheap and draw funds from the public treasury to afford it by demanding it be that accessible, you suck profit out of the rest of the system.

What makes something affordable isn't a group of people getting together to mandate it be so under penalty of force or systemic change, it's A.) a process existing that more cheaply and efficiently acquires a thing. B.) Discovering it from not knowing it. C.) Putting it to use.

You can say, "I want everybody in my empire to have steel swords," all you want. But unless your means of mining steel from underground move enough earth for that to happen, you're just forcing the all to cover that. And I guess if your intention is to force the state to do that, okay, then that's the intention to ignore reality by forcing everybody else to provide thing at their expense. Not making a thing cheaper.

If you want cheaper healthcare, you need the overhead to participate in the pharmacological industry cheaper. You need engineers to utilize the latest in nanotechnology and solid state chips and machines for the smallest, cheapest doodads that do the most things in one package. You need carbon based chips that do things into the terahertz range for imaging and software to interpret it.

Once you have those things, where a T-ray or hyper fidelity ultrasound costs about as much as a desktop computer, and complex medicinal compounds can be produced by enzymes and proteins and yeasts to make medicine from equipment that doesn't cost billions of dollars in order to be profitable, that would mean healthcare costs could shrink.

If you want cheap products, find a way to make them out of literal dirt beneath your feet with as few steps as possible, and as many people making them as possible. Arbitrary caps are a tyrant's errand.