#aromancy sweep

[fallingworld]

anyways if you need breakup advice i can attempt <- has survived 1 relationship and equally 1 breakup. aromancy sweep

well. at least you are also aro

[starsofarda]

So, I was doubting myself for a hot second, and then I remembered "my blog my rules". So. Have a fic about Molinde finding Beach Cryptid Maglor on his eternal hike and bringing him back to Imladris.

I have nothing else to say. Thanks to @starshadeemilyart and @astral-aromance for the encouragement

And when Molinde found once again Lord Elrond staring pensively at the portrait of Lord Maglor as last seen before he disappeared, she decided that she had had enough.

Lord Maedhros had been confirmed dead, but Lord Maglor never was. And she had been following Feanorians and their deeds since the beginning of time, so she probably was the only one keen enough to recognize them, save Lord Elrond, who had been raised by them, but again it was not like the Lord of Imladris had all that free time, or resources, especially with Sauron still around.

But she had.

She had all the time she wanted - she had not been taking up a lot of jobs either, as she had started planning on sailing back to Aman.

If she could bring back Lord Maglor too, at least he could have a chance of healing too.

Therefore she packed a few things with her, asked one of her students to take good care of her cat Yaule whilst she was away and rode off, following rumours of a spirit lamenting their grievances to the ocean - to be completely fair, those rumours were just making her life easier, that truly sounded like the kind of dramatic action any of the sons of Feanor would do.

And so she headed to the Grey Havens through Bree and the Shire, where she met Old Cirdan. "Are you here to sail?" She was asked. "Not yet. I am not ready yet. I am heading towards shores where a grave spirit laments its grief."

And Old Cirdan frowned. "Child, you should not go and bother a grieving one." "I have reason to believe I can show them the way towards healing." "You should not dwell on those who have renounced hope." "Hope sometimes is the only thing we have. I have learned to wield it like a weapon, and like a shield I will use it now." "Then head North, child, towards the shores facing Tol Himling. May you find what you are looking for."

And with those last words she left, heading in the direction Old Cirdan told her to go, stopping by only to gather a few more blankets - if Lord Maglor was that far up north, then she would need any extra layer.

When she finally arrived, she was nearly swept away by the strong winds. She had to make sure her horse was safe and sound and that her baggage was well secured, before heading towards the shores battered by wind and sea.

The silence was unreal, the cold was making her freeze even though she was heavily covered - no one in their sane mind would linger in this place, but thinking again neither Feanorian had been completely sound for the longest of time. She came as close as she could to the shores, but saw nothing.

Only silence and the muffled sound of waves crashing on the sand could be felt.

Molinde felt her hopes wane - maybe Lord Maglor was dead, just like his brother.

She felt sadness washing over her, as a couple of tiny tears started falling down.

And it was then that she heard a mighty voice - a voice sweeping over the sound of the wind and the waves, full of sadness and regret. Like a cursed siren, that voice was singing.

She paid more attention on that song, trying to figure out where it was coming from and who it belonged to. And the moment she could discern a passage from the lost poem of the "Noldolante", she knew she had found who she was looking for.

She followed the voice and found him atop of a cliff, ragged clothes and hair swept by the cold wind. She nearly burst into tears there and then. She took in a deep breath and went closer, hoping that her voice could be heard.

"Lord Maglor!" She called out to him. "Lord Makalaure Kanafinwe Feanorion, Lord of the Gap."

The voice stopped singing abruptly, turning slowly towards Molinde. "No one has called these names in millennia. Who calls an Elf as such?" "My Lord. You may remember me as one of the seamstresses who crafted all clothing and regalia. My name is Molinde. I am perhaps one of the very few still alive since we first put foot on Middle Earth. I come on behalf of one who is as dear to you as a child."

Silence fell after these words, as if Maglor was still mulling over a response. And the response came. "He does not need me, or my council. I am but a shadow of a cursed past." "And yet, he misses you, my Lord, as a child misses his parent." "I can't come back, Molinde, seamstress of the Noldor. I have not yet paid enough for what I did."

Molinde sighed. A son of Feanor indeed. Stubborn to a fault. She held out a warm cape made of the finest wool and walked straight until she stopped in front of Maglor. With the carefulness she had as a seamstress, she placed the cape on Maglor. "I hope you can forgive my straightforwardness, my Lord. The world has changed since then. No one remembers the past. No one cares anymore. On behalf of the one who loves you like a father, please come home."

And Maglor and Molinde locked eyes for a moment, both pleading for different things. "Molinde, let me be here." "My Lord, you need and deserve healing. We all do." "I do not deserve grace." "And yet I will give up gladly what is left of mine, if there is any hope left."

And then, as if all tiredness had come all at once, Maglor slumped down, held up only by Molinde. She sighed softly, trying her best to hold him. "My Lord, I have clothes and food and a horse to bring us back, but we need to arrive there."

Slowly, Maglor started to stand up and whilst holding on Molinde, they both started walking away from the cliff and towards the repaired place where Molinde had left everything.

"Molinde, why did you follow us?" Maglor's voice came out a bit uncertain. "Because your actions and words swayed me." She replied gently. "Do you regret it?" "Sometimes. But that is why we have hope. We can't regret something forever."

The rest of the journey was made in near silence. She clothed properly Lord Maglor, she gave him warm food and let him rest until they both were ready to go back. Imladris would be a perfect place for Lord Maglor to start recovering.

When Molinde arrived to Imladris, she was not surprised to see Lord Elrond and his entourage looking at her as if she had appeared straight from the Halls of Mandos. She slowly dismounted from the horse. "Molinde Mudriel, have you not got a single thought in your head? We thought Orcs had taken you!" She heard and nodded. "I apologize and I will await for my punishment, my Lords, but before you deal with my actions, I have a guest for Lord Elrond."

And lo and behold. When Elrond saw Maglor, his heart skipped a few beats. "Atto." He softly whispered.

He looked at Molinde. "You…" "He needs healing, my Lord. The cold and the wind in front of Tol Himling has not been kind."

And Elrond left the situation as it was, instead having Maglor being carried to the infirmary for urgent healing.

Molinde was escorted back to her dwelling, where she was greeted by her cat purring like a storm. She was aware that she would not be leaving her house anytime soon, judging by the guard planted in front of her house.

And days passed.

Weeks even.

The guard was lifted from their duty afer the fourth day by order of Elrond himself, so she had gone back to her usual routine, and yet she had not heard anthing about lord Maglor.

But as if her thoughts had taken a shape, she heard a knock. "Molinde, sewing Lady of the Noldor. May I come in?" And she ran to open the door, and there she saw Maglor - still quite emaciated, but definitely better than when she found him.

His hair had been properly braided and he was wearing clothing in Imladris fashion.

She let him pass and before she could do anything, he took her hand. "Before anything, I would like to thank you. For everything." And Molinde's heart stopped for a moment. "Oh, my Lord, I have done nothing, really." "Maglor. Please call me Maglor. I am no lord here."

Molinde slowly nodded, as Maglor kept speaking. "I have been filled in on what happened, during these weeks here. Whilst it saddens me, I am most glad that you found me. I hope I am allowed to grasp the thin thread of hope you too are holding." "My L- I mean, Maglor. Truly, I just-" "I am most grateful. Thank you for not giving up. I do not know if anything good is left in me, but if I lose myself may I hold onto your hand?" "My L- Maglor, I would be most honored."

She hoped her red ears would not be noticed. She took in a deep breath. "Shall… Eh, shall I make some tea, my L- Maglor?" "Yes, I would appreciate it very much. I would like to know more details of this Third Age."

And in the yellow afternoon sun, as she brought a silver tray with tea and biscuits, and they both sat down by the window, she started recalling, and Maglor's gaze was soft and her voice gentle, and time stopped long enough for a new tale to unfold.

[omkeshwari-agam-blog]

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[zachwinthrop]

@roseblanche-x

       each guttural plaint that emanated from between his plush husks was comparable to a spellbinding euphony. alexandra cherished her come – hither charm & the unassailable C O N T R O L she sustained over him. there was something salacious about it; hollywood’s exalted casanova coiled around her ( p e r f e c t l y ) manicured finger. he was every woman’s daydream, a plethora of willful pin – ups at his mere beck and call, and yet he dwelled beneath her lithe delineation, M O A N I N G her name; frantic for her attention. as his fingers hooked softly around her chin, she pinned lovelorn hues to his own. for a moment, she pondered ( w h y ) he loved her so much. he’d imperiled his livelihood just for her, jaunting across the world at the snap of her fingers. she wanted to hate him for what he’d done, for deranging the harmony she’d worked to achieve, for the A F F L I C T I O Nhe forced upon her.         but she fucking loved him. the aromal scent of whiskey immersed her senses, porcine petals delicately cosseting. she smiled at his explication, nestling gently into the palm of his hand. if she’d O N L Y give him the time of day – he was her entire ( u n i v e r s e ); her sun, moon, & stars. her heart caromed within its finespun cage as he kissed her. her blossom sepals indulged in the occasion, nursing tenderly on his lower lip. as his engorged shaft clipped against her, she simpered, permitting her dainty extremity to encircle his base. ❝then i guess you’re just going to have to show me, ❞ she mused. alex raised her body, guiding him toward her aqueous entrance; her opposite hand strategically placed upon his abdomen as she P A I N S T A K I N G L Y plunged downward. she tipped her head back, molten chocolate whorls sweeping the small of her back. ❝ mmm, i forgot how ( g o o d ) you feel, ❞ she drawled, permitting her taut walls to habituate to his thickset girth.

     a soft mit hooks his length. he rides up against her, a P A T H E T I C simper trembling from his lips. she splays an open palm upon his abdomen as though she were bracing him for the ( e u p h o r i a ) she was preparing to infect him with. alex descends upon him; a saturated heat encircling his member. a groan emanated from somewhere deep within him; the sound born of adark paunch of lust residing inside him, a place only she seemed to be capable of reaching. his palms seared the plains of her torso, cupping the rounds of her chest in his hands, stiff pearls cinched between his fingers. ❝ fucking… ❞ he writhed. alex ground into him, ( p a i n s t a  k i n g l y** ) **slow, the slick sheathing of her walls sliding over him, trails of pleasure seething in her wake. something twisted in his throat like a snarl; he ensnared her in his arms and carried them from the bed to the wall. she was a featherweight. he spins her away from him, encircling the nape of her neck in his fist until her hands F L A T T E N E D against the door. he urged himself inside her, fingers cinching around her neck as her soused opening surrounded him. he thrusted into her. ❝_ fuck, alex, ❞ he breathed. ❝ i fucking missed you. _❞ he braced her hips with one hand, his other snaking around her front to _roll _her swollen bundle of nerves between his fingers. he careens inward, lips clasping her neck as he struggled to cage the erratic groans leaping from his throat. he was dizzy with pleasure, working in and out of her, teeth engorging the skin just above her shoulder. ❝ oh my god. ❞

[maciaslucymua-blog1]

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Everything You Need To Know About Labor Induction

The term ‘inducing labor’ may not be new to expectant moms. It is the artificial start of the birth process through medical interventions or other methods. The number of women who have labor induced has skyrocketed in recent years. When some of them were elective induction, some others were done because of medical emergencies. However, women who choose induction for purpose of convenience is on the rise. Before you say yes to labor induction, know everything you need to know about the entire process.

Why Is It Done?

Even though elective induction is increasing, the American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists (ACOG)’s recommendation is to induce only when it is riskier for the baby to remain inside the mother’s uterus than to be born. Here are the medical reasons for inducing labor:

Your health condition: If you have a health condition such as diabetes, high blood pressure, or obstetric cholestasis that risks your health, doctors may go ahead with inducing labor. Even bleeding during pregnancy can be a reason for induction.

Your baby is in danger: Sometimes your baby may not get enough nutrients and oxygen from the placenta. Before the baby’s health deteriorates, your doctor may suggest inducing labor.

You are overdue: A pregnant woman is expected to go into labor naturally by 42 weeks. If that does not happen induction will be offered. Otherwise, there is a risk of stillbirth.

Your water breaks: The risk of infection to you and your baby is high in case your water breaks more than 24 hours before delivery. If you water breaks before 34 weeks, you may not be induced. It is an option only if there are factors dangerous for the health of your baby. However, your medical team will consider inducing labor if the water breaks between 34 and 37 weeks.

How Is It Done?

“Membrane sweep”, also known as a “cervical sweep” is the first step of inducing labor. Your healthcare provider sweeps the finger around your cervix, separating the membranes of the amniotic sac surrounding your baby from your cervix. This action is supposed to release hormones that are capable of inducing labor. If induction does not happen with membrane sweep, your doctor will proceed to other methods.

Medications: Labor can be induced by inserting a tablet or gel into the vagina. Do not expect an immediate reaction. It takes time for the labor to kick start. Contact your doctor if you feel contractions. If there are no contractions even after six hours, your doctor may offer you another tablet or gel. In some cases, a hormone drip will be used.

Artificial rupture of the membranes (AROM): Your doctor may rupture the amniotic membrane artificially. With that, production of prostaglandin increases, causing contractions.

Nipple Stimulation: This is a natural form of labor induction. This will lead to the production of the hormone oxytocin, causing contractions. It can be done with an electric breastfeeding pump.

Once induced, labor proceeds just like any other vaginal birth. You will be able to push at your own pace. There will not be any restriction in using pain relief options.

Risks Associated With Labor Induction

In rare cases, induction may go wrong. There are chances for the uterus to overstimulate, which may result in frequent, abnormal contractions. These contractions will be harmful to your baby as they affect fetal heart rate. Apart from this, induction might also lead to uterine rupture, fetal death, or infection in the mother or fetus. Worry not, these are not so common.

Even though labor induction leads to vaginal birth, it may not be successful all the time. In such cases, you will need to try another induction. If that also does not work, you may be offered a c-section. For first time mothers who had a failed attempt at induction, the chance for a cesarean delivery is very high.

Disclaimer: The content is purely informative and educational in nature and should not be construed as medical advice. Please use the content only in consultation with an appropriate certified medical or healthcare professional.

[alexandraburton-x]

@zachwinthrop        a visceral whine ( delicately ) strums his vocal chords as though alex’s own fingertips swept the tuneful strings. he curls desperate paws around her lissome middle, the tips of his digits protruding into bronzed flesh upon the wet - hotness of her lips goading the nerves in his neck. his hips pushed against her, eyes rolling back into his head and fluttering to a close. she holds him to her centre. he bites back his breath in anticipation for something that doesn’t come – snapping his eyes open and rolling against her. ❝ b a b y … ❞ he gripes pathetically, a knot of pressure forming just below his abdomen. his fingers tauten further around her hips, surely leaving amethyst prints upon her velveteen surface. he meets her eyes - his fawn orbs pulsating with desire. she was absolutely E V E R Y T H I N G. a bubble bloated in his throat and he wanted to scream. zach clips her jaw between throbbing fingertips and draws her closer, closer, until two pairs of swollen sepals graze one another. ❝ i want you so much i’d fly across the world at the drop of a hat and risk my career and my teams careers and the whole world disapproving of me if i thought there was even aCHANCE you’d give me the time of day. ❞ he pulls her just millimetres closer, closing the distance between their lips and falling into a paradisiacal kiss. he separates, pressing his forehead to hers and softly thrusting against her, a frustrated groan tangling in his throat. ❝there’s not a person on fucking earth who can do what you do to me. i want you so B A D. ❞

        each guttural plaint that emanated from between his plush husks was comparable to a spellbinding euphony. alexandra cherished her come – hither charm & the unassailable C O N T R O L she sustained over him. there was something salacious about it; hollywood’s exalted casanova coiled around her ( p e r f e c t l y ) manicured finger. he was every woman’s daydream, a plethora of willful pin – ups at his mere beck and call, and yet he dwelled beneath her lithe delineation, M O A N I N G her name; frantic for her attention. as his fingers hooked softly around her chin, she pinned lovelorn hues to his own. for a moment, she pondered ( w h y ) he loved her so much. he’d imperiled his livelihood just for her, jaunting across the world at the snap of her fingers. she wanted to hate him for what he’d done, for deranging the harmony she’d worked to achieve, for the A F F L I C T I O N he forced upon her.          but she fucking loved him. the aromal scent of whiskey immersed her senses, porcine petals delicately cosseting. she smiled at his explication, nestling gently into the palm of his hand. if she’d O N L Y give him the time of day – he was her entire ( u n i v e r s e ); her sun, moon, & stars. her heart caromed within its finespun cage as he kissed her. her blossom sepals indulged in the occasion, nursing tenderly on his lower lip. as his engorged shaft clipped against her, she simpered, permitting her dainty extremity to encircle his base. ❝ then i guess you’re just going to have to show me, ❞ she mused. alex raised her body, guiding him toward her aqueous entrance; her opposite hand strategically placed upon his abdomen as she P A I N S T A K I N G L Y plunged downward. she tipped her head back, molten chocolate whorls sweeping the small of her back. ❝ mmm, i forgot how ( g o o d ) you feel, ❞ she drawled, permitting her taut walls to habituate to his thickset girth.