#just a big man with couvade syndrome

[nebulamorada]

husband!Cregan Stark is the one who has each and every pregnancy symptom; his beautiful valyrian wife only grows round with her beautiful pregnant belly and he stands there with his feet swollen inside those leather boots, feeling extremely irritable and somewhat emotional every time he has to interact with someone who is not his wife, with CRAVINGS and always getting up a few hours before dawn because he cannot find a comfortable position to sleep, has heartburn and heat as if he had begun to enter a menopausal state.

[oldandkinky]

i don't really care what pairing (though i'm partial to geraskier and geraskefer), but axii/mind control used to make jaskier accept feminization. not super into hard body modification, but i like breeding/pretend pregnancy, as well a male lactation, but wherever this takes you is fine!!!

This turned out weirdly soft but, well.

DD:DNE but, like, in a sweet way? *shrug* Contains inappropriate use of Axii, mind manipulation, forced feminization, breeding kink, pregnancy kink, male lactation, Couvade syndrome.

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The bard is obnoxious. Geralt does his best to get rid of him, but apparently his best isn't good enough. Jaskier stays, and he keeps being obnoxious.

The bard is, also, randier than a teenager. A mild breeze seems to be enough to set him off, and Geralt finds himself surrounded by the near constant scent of arousal. It's annoying, and worst of all, it affects him more than he would like.

The thing is, Geralt doesn't care for men all that much. He'll take one, if he hasn't gotten off with another person in too long and nobody else is available, but it's not his preference. And the bard is, without a shadow of a doubt, a man. He's tall and broad and hairy, but when Geralt looks at his face, he could just as easily imagine that he's a woman. His features are soft with youth yet, his eyes so big, his lashes long, his mouth plush.

They fall into bed half a year after Posada. Geralt hasn't found a brothel that would take him in for weeks, and he just needs to sink into a warm body for a while, and Jaskier is more than willing. Geralt rolls him onto his stomach and presses his face into the bedroll, and the bard's arse feels divine. The sounds he makes are sweet, too, enthusiastic and oh so pleased, and Geralt leans down and sucks and bites at the back of his neck. Jaskier comes around him without a single touch to his cock, crying his pleasure to the dark sky, and Geralt ruts into him hard and fast until he, too, finds his peak.

It becomes routine quickly. Jaskier has been interested in him from the start, and now that Geralt has bridged the gap, the bard is only too eager to act on his impulses. He spreads his legs for Geralt at any given opportunity, sucks the Witcher's cock with enthusiasm, and Geralt stares into those big blue eyes, and an idea forms in his head.

Jaskier goes under so easily when Geralt casts Axii, it's almost concerning. "You're my pretty girl," he tells the bard, "and you love nothing more than my cock in your sweet, hungry cunt."

The bard takes to the command like a duck to water. He's not fighting it at all, and that's a thought that has Geralt's imagination spiralling with what else he could make Jaskier do.

After that first command, that has Jaskier begging Geralt to please, please fuck his cunt, he's so empty and he needs it, "Please, Geralt, I need you to fuck my cunt," come smaller, more harmless things. Jaskier's hair grows quickly anyway, and soon it's down to his chin, and then his shoulders, and he keeps letting it grow. Geralt loves to wrap it around his fist as he fucks Jaskier, and the bard gets so unbearably tight when Geralt tells him what a pretty girl he is.

Geralt finds the face paint in Novigrad, and Jaskier all but rips it out of his hands after a small push of Axii. He practices diligently, and soon he's done up with kohl and blush and lip paint. It should look ridiculous, the cut of his jaw too sharp, everything about him too angular, but when he blinks those blue eyes of his at Geralt, rimmed with kohl, when he bites those cherry red lips as Geralt fucks him, Geralt almost forgets.

With the face paint and the long hair, the illusion gets better every day, and Jaskier just… accepts everything. The smallest push of Axii, and he submits to whatever Geralt tells him. It's intoxicating.

Geralt doesn't realise just how deep this changed perception of self runs until two years after he started all of this. They're in a clearing, the rain pelting the roof and the sides of their tent, and he is curled around Jaskier from behind, fucking him slow and gentle. It's been a long day, with the rain and contracts sparse, and he just wants to lose himself in his good girl for now.

Jaskier reaches down when Geralt nips the long line of his throat, twines their fingers together where Geralt is holding him by the hip. "I've been thinking," the bard murmurs, voice breathy with arousal, and then he tugs Geralt's hand away from his hip. He guides it to his stomach, just beneath his belly button, and Geralt's heart stutters. "I know the Path is dangerous and no place for a child, but…"

Fuck. Fuck.

"You want… You want me to-"

Jaskier looks back at him over his shoulder. He's biting his lower lip, looking anxious all of a sudden. "I'd understand if you said no, really, I would." He pushes back against Geralt, forcing his cock deeper into his arse. "I just can't stop thinking about it."

Now that the idea is in Geralt's head, neither can he. He pictures it, Jaskier swollen with a child, his child, chest filling out until he'd have the sweetest little tits, heavy with milk. Geralt knows it'll never happen, can't happen, for two very obvious reasons. But half the fun is in trying, isn't it?

He rolls Jaskier onto his stomach and slides back into him, and the bard moans and tilts his hips up. "Is that what you want," Geralt asks as he rolls his hips, fucking Jaskier slow and deep, "want me to put a baby in you? Get you big and heavy with my pup?"

Jaskier's eyes flutter and his skin prickles with goosebumps. "Yes, I want it, want to, fuck, Geralt, I-" He cuts himself off, stuffs his fist into his mouth, and Geralt leans down, kisses his shoulder.

"What? Tell me."

Jaskier hides his face in the bedroll, and he whimpers when Geralt changes the angle of his thrusts, finds his sweet spot. "You'll get angry."

"I won't." He brushes Jaskier's hair aside, nips at his throat, the shell of his ear. "What is it?"

"I…" Jaskier's lip trembles, and he tilts his hips more, tries to get Geralt deeper. "I want to be yours," he gasps, "want to be…" He arches his back, clenches around Geralt. "Fuck, I'm so close, please, I-"

"Jaskier, tell me."

"I want to be your wife," Jaskier cries, and then he's coming, going vice-tight around Geralt's cock, and Geralt's world tilts on its axis.

Wife, the bard said. Geralt hadn't put any of that into his head, but it's there regardless. He stares down at Jaskier's face, flushed with pleasure, and then he curls around him, fucks him through his orgasm. "You are," he murmurs against the bard's shoulder, "you already are, Jask, my pretty, lovely little wife." Jaskier moans and whimpers, and Geralt grabs a fistful of his hair as he fucks him quicker, harder. "Gonna fuck you full, fuck a baby into you. You want that?"

Jaskier moans again, hands curled into the bedroll. "Yes, please, please, I want it, wanna have your baby, be a good wife, ah!"

Fuck. Geralt loses it. He hammers into Jaskier, holding him down by the hair and with the bulk of his body, and all Jaskier does is cry for more. "Gonna fucking breed you," he grits out, his thrusts relentless as he rushes towards his peak. "Get you so full and sloppy you'll have no choice, it'll have to catch- ah, fuck, Jaskier-"

He comes, and Jaskier cries out as he comes for a second time, his hole milking Geralt for all he's worth, and some distant, animal part of Geralt's brain buys into the illusion, the delusion. It'll catch, it thinks, and Geralt wants to believe it.

He drops down onto the bedroll beside Jaskier, breathing hard, and Jaskier brushes the hair out of his face to look at him. He's flushed, his eyes bright, and he looks so happy. "Do you think it'll take," he asks, sounding so hopeful, and Geralt reaches over and strokes his cheek.

"Better get on your knees, keep your arse up," he murmurs. He's heard this, somewhere, overheard it really, from some peasant woman talking to a friend. One has to keep the spunk inside, she'd said, for as long as possible, to give it the chance to get where it's supposed to go.

Jaskier does as he's told, pulling his knees under himself to raise his arse into the air. It looks a little ridiculous, to be honest, but it stirs something in Geralt. Jaskier pillows his head on his arms, face turned to Geralt. He smiles softly. "Did you mean it," he asks, and at Geralt's questioning grunt adds, "That I'm your… your wife?"

Geralt rolls onto his side and kisses him. "I did. I do." He strokes his hand over Jaskier's back, then down to his stomach. "My perfect little wife."

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Things continue like this for a while, with Jaskier begging to be fucked, to be filled, to be bred every day. Geralt is only too happy to comply. He adds a little extra push, for Jaskier to be a good wife, a good girl, and, in a rush of madness, a good little mother for their pup. It's daft. He knows there is no baby, there can't be one, but he would be lying if he said he doesn't enjoy this.

He notices the change two months later. Jaskier is on his back, his arms hooked over his legs, holding himself open for Geralt as he fucks him, and that's when Geralt notices the jiggling. Jaskier's chest bounces with every thrust, and when Geralt reaches down, there is enough to cup in his hand. Enough to call a tit. He can't stop staring, and when he thumbs at the nipple, Jaskier cries out, twitching all over.

"Geralt, what-"

"You have breasts," Geralt breathes, and Jaskier looks down at himself, his eyes widening.

"So I do." He cups his other tit, carefully, his mouth falling open. "Geralt, do you think this means…"

It can't. It's impossible. Jaskier's body, however, doesn't seem to care. It's following what is in Jaskier's mind, building what it needs to nurture a babe, and Geralt can't stop touching. It's barely a handful, really, and Jaskier is horribly sensitive, crying out when Geralt pinches his nipple.

It's enough to drive Geralt half insane, and he bows his head and sucks and bites at Jaskier's nipples, each in turn, and Jaskier writhes and cries under him. He comes, just from that, and Geralt pulls out of him just before his own orgasm, spilling all over Jaskier's tits.

The changes continue, both physical and mental. Geralt keeps reinforcing everything he has put in the bard's head, and it's not long before Jaskier starts complaining about having to wear "men's clothing". It's uncomfortable, he complains, his nipples rubbed raw against the fabric of his chemise. His tits continue to grow, until they're visible beneath his clothes, sweet and full, perky, and when they're next in Novigrad, he buys the bard a full set of dresses and underclothes. Jaskier is ecstatic, and Geralt fucks him in his pretty new silks.

"My spoiled little girl," he pants against Jaskier's ear as he pounds him, and Jaskier cries and moans so prettily when he comes, soiling the delicate fabric.

When Jaskier's stomach begins to swell, Geralt grows concerned. Axii is powerful, yes, but this is surely a step too far. He consults with a healer, keeping things just vague enough, but the woman reassures him. "It's rare but it happens. We call it a sympathetic pregnancy, when the man will develop similar symptoms to what his partner is going through. Morning sickness, bloating, even labour!" She chuckles. "Your friend should be fine once the real baby is born."

Geralt hums and pays her for her time, thinking.

There is no real baby. There is no point in time where this will stop. He'll have to come up with a solution sooner rather than later.

A couple of months after all this started, when Jaskier belly is undeniable and his tits are heavy and sore a lot of the time, Jaskier is riding Geralt in their tent. He's holding onto his breasts to keep them from bouncing as he moves, face somewhere between pleasure and pain. His back arches when he comes, and he squeezes his tits reflexively, and the next thing Geralt knows, he gets a faceful of milk. Jaskier yelps, panicking for a second, but Geralt is already sitting up, pulling his nipple into his mouth.

Jaskier cries and whines as Geralt sucks on him, the pain in his breast enough to make him weep, but he squeezes so tight around Geralt with every suck, and he tastes so fucking good. Geralt releases him, looking up at him. Jaskier's mouth hangs open, brows knit together, and Geralt kisses his jaw. "Taste so sweet, Jask," he whispers, and Jaskier shudders and shoves his head towards the other breast. Geralt obliges, gladly.

He doesn't know how he'll solve this problem when Jaskier's "pregnancy" ought to be over. He could get an infant from somewhere, but Jaskier was right. The Path is no place for a child. He could tell Jaskier the child died, during the birth. Jaskier would be sad, yes, but they could try again. And again, and again. If things got too bad, he could just make Jaskier forget. 

He'll find a solution, when it is time. For now, he's determined to make the most of it, to enjoy his little wife, milky and constantly needy. After all, it makes Jaskier so very happy.

[ichigo-daifuku]

Apples and Trees

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia Pairing: Hawks/Todoroki Fuyumi Genre: Fluff, Angst, Family Feels Word Count: 2k | AO3 Link

Synopsis: Keigo and Fuyumi are expecting a child. One evening, he comes home to her sitting in front of a broken television and experiences the strangest sense of déjà vu. As he reflects on the past and worries for the future, a reminder he needs comes from the most unexpected person.

Warning: The following contains spoilers for Chapter 299. Contents: Pregnancy, Couvade Syndrome

These days, Keigo would finish his hero work early and head straight home.

Life was more peaceful and leisurely, just the way he liked it. If trouble arose while he was off the clock, it didn’t pose a problem as he had numerous sidekicks who were more than ready to get into action. Back then, they would mostly clean up after he had accomplished most of the work, but now, responsibilities were delegated more evenly to the members of his agency. It was a welcome change of pace. If truth be told, his sidekicks were glad their superior had become less of a busy bird—especially, now that he had tied the knot to a wonderful woman.

“I’m home,” Keigo announced and closed the door. He placed his shoes on the rack near the entrance and glanced at his wristwatch. Fuyumi should be home by now, but he received no response from her. 

He checked the living room and found his wife sitting on the sofa. She was so focused on fiddling with something in her hands that the door opening and shutting—as well as his greeting—escaped her notice. She let out an exhausted sigh and grimaced.

“Fuyumi,” Keigo called, rushing to her side, “What’s wrong?”

Startled, she turned her head to face him. A sheepish smile tugged at her lips as she showed him the remote control and glanced forward.

He followed her gaze, his eyes meeting the blank screen of the television.

“The TV won’t work,” she informed him.

Keigo stiffened, those four words giving him the strangest sense of déjà vu. Suddenly, he was seeing through his younger self’s eyes again. The slam of the door as his father entered their shelter haunted him. His father was furious at Keigo for sneaking out, accusing Keigo of selling him out to someone in town. Tomie, his mother, sat on the floor, watching the two of them with her eyes—and with a pair of eyeballs floating around her. She held a remote control and pressed the power button. When it proved to be another futile attempt to turn the device on, she let his father know the circumstances, looking dazed and confused.

“Dear, the TV won’t work.”

“Huh?! Like I give a crap!”

“Keigo?” Fuyumi tugged at his jacket, rousing him from his reverie. Her cold hand slipped into his, and she asked, “Is everything okay?”

“Huh? Oh, I just remembered something.”

Keigo didn’t want to be like him. He wouldn’t be like his father.

Like arrows from bows, he sent a few of his feathers to unplug the television from the socket and remove the other wires attached to its back. His larger feathers wrapped around the appliance and secured it, making it float steadily, ready to be carried outside. He bent his head down, peered at Fuyumi’s face, and gave her a reassuring smile. “I’ll take this to the electronics repair shop nearby.”

They could purchase another television, but they had gotten this one less than a year ago. Keigo knew Fuyumi well. If possible, she would prefer having it repaired and would only opt to buy a new one if it proved to be a hopeless case.

“No, Keigo…” Fuyumi shook her head, her eyes tearing up as she gave his hand a light squeeze. “Don’t leave, okay?” 

He froze, taken aback by that feeling of déjà vu all over again.

“Hey. Don’t leave, okay?”

“Then find my next job for me!”

Fuyumi sniffled, making panic swell within him. Although the past lingered in his memory, he had no time to dwell on it. His wife was upset, and she was his priority. He sat down next to her and patted her back, wondering what he could do to make her feel better.

“What is it?”

“You just got home. I missed you,” she muttered.

“How about we go together?” he offered, relieved he could do at least this much for her, “Let’s go to a restaurant while the TV is being repaired.”

“Okay.” She nodded. “Let me just get my sweater.”

“I’ll get it for you,” he said, more of his feathers flying to their bedroom to fetch her sweater as soon as the words left his lips. “Anything you wanna eat?”

Fuyumi’s face lit up, her troubles melting away at the sound of food. “Yakitori!”

“Huh? We had yakitori yesterday, though? Not that I’m complaining.”

“I really want to eat yakitori right now, Keigo. I can’t stop thinking about it.” Fuyumi placed a palm on her belly and rubbed it in gentle circles. “I think our baby likes yakitori.”

Ah, yes. Keigo was going to be a father soon.

His feathers arrived with Fuyumi’s sweater. She slipped it on and put her phone inside her pocket. The two of them made their way to the door with the broken television in tow, which, Keigo thought, would look quite funny to onlookers later.

“Wow, nice socks,” Keigo commented as Fuyumi took off her slippers. 

Fuyumi glanced at the Hawks-themed socks she was wearing and laughed. “Thanks. Hawks gave it to me.”

He feigned a gasp. “Is that so? Maybe he likes you.”

She chuckled, taking her sneakers from the rack and letting them fall on the floor. “I think so, too.”

Keigo crouched down and put his index finger between the place where her heel and the back of the shoe would meet in an attempt to assist her in wearing it.

“Hey, I can still do it myself. My baby bump isn’t that big yet,” she stated, visibly confused.

He looked up at her and tilted his head to the side. “I know, but you’ll need to get used to it. I’ll do it for you every day.”

Fuyumi gave him a meaningful look. Her cheeks flushed lightly, in the way he had always found so pretty from the very first day they met. She said nothing else but relented, slipping her foot inside the shoe. Keigo helped her put it on and did likewise to the other one. He tied her shoelaces and made sure they wouldn’t get undone while they walked later. Once he was finished, he put on his own footwear and opened the door.

“Thank you,” she said softly, her smile reaching her eyes.

He stopped and stared at her for a few seconds before he returned her grin with one of his own. Her presence made this house into a home. Soon, there would be three of them living in this place. He knew she would be a good mother. Would he be a good father?

For the nth time, he brushed aside the question that had been boggling his mind lately. Was it just him or was he oddly being sentimental these days? As he pondered over it, the random thought of yakitori started to make his mouth water and his stomach grumble. Yakitori sounded a hundred times more delicious than usual all of a sudden. He wondered why.

The trip from their home to the restaurant wore Fuyumi out. Keigo told her he would take the television to the electronics repair shop a few streets away and asked her to wait for him at their designated table. He promised to come back before their orders would be served, and she agreed. Fortunately, the damage to their television was minor. The staff confirmed they could finish the repair without much difficulty and informed him he could pick it up by tomorrow. 

Pleased with the turn of events, Keigo exited the shop, whistling. The weather was nice, and the streets were not as crowded as he expected them to be. He was about to send Fuyumi a message relaying the good news when an unexpected person passed by the sidewalk, making him do a double-take.

“Huh? Endeavor-san?!”

Enji searched for the source of the loud voice. He recognized Keigo and pointed out, “I’m retired.”

As Enji turned around and started to walk away, Keigo rushed forward with his wings, falling into step beside him. “I know, but you looked like you were patrolling.”

“That’s Shoto’s job now,” Enji stated, a hint of pride laced in his voice. “I’m just taking a walk.”

“Yeah. Shoto’s doing great, of course.” Keigo nodded. “But old habits die hard, don’t they?”

Enji grunted, ignoring his question. “Why are you here, anyway?”

“Our TV isn’t working, so I took it to the repair shop.” Keigo pointed to the establishment he came out of with his thumb.

Enji glanced at the place but felt no need to ask. Ever since she was a young girl, Fuyumi had always enjoyed watching television. He knew Keigo did it for her. “Good.”

Keigo laughed awkwardly but soon grew silent, his facial expression shifting into a somber one. He halted his steps, causing him to get left behind. Before he could chicken out, he decided to simply go for it. “Endeavor-san.”

Enji paused and turned his face to look at him. “What is it this time?”

“Do you think… I’ll be like him?”

“Who?”

“My father.”

Enji contemplated it and returned his gaze forward. “No, I wouldn’t have let you marry my daughter if you were like him. Or like me, for that matter.”

Keigo felt a lump on his throat and a sting in his eyes. His voice barely a whisper, he replied, “I don’t doubt that.”

“If you’re that worried about turning out to be like Takami, then keep on walking on that path you’re on. You’ve already chosen to live a different life from that man.”

Keigo supposed Enji spoke from his personal experience. Granted, as their parents, he and Rei passed on traits and characteristics to Toya, Fuyumi, Natsuo, and Shoto, but at the end of the day, all of them were their own person. It seemed obvious now that it dawned on him, but it was a reminder Keigo needed: it was the same for him and his parents, too.

Although capturing Keigo’s father was only one of the many cases Endeavor had solved, it changed Keigo’s life. He would never forget it. Years later, he recognized how much of a flawed man his childhood hero was. To him, as time passed by, Endeavor’s shine was replaced by Enji’s, the man who acknowledged and atoned for his mistakes. 

At a loss for words, Keigo could only muster a small smile to form on his trembling lips. Enji’s opinion mattered to Keigo. Hearing those words from Enji brought relief to his mind. Keigo was being quite emotional these days, wasn’t he? How strange.

Enji, having received no reply for quite some time, took it as a sign the conversation was over. “I’m leaving.”

“Otosan,” Keigo called, prompting Enji to stop in his tracks, “why don’t you join Fuyumi and me to dinner?”

Enji turned around, a brow quirked in question. “And have you annoying me the whole time again?”

“Aw, don’t be like that to your son-in-law!” Keigo joked, stepping forward to persuade him. “But seriously, Fuyumi would love to see you.”

A long pause passed before Enji asked, “Really?”

“Yeah.” Keigo took his phone and called the first number on his speed-dial. Luckily, his wife answered on the first ring. “Fuyumi, I bumped into otosan just now. I invited him to dinner, but I think he wants you to be the one to invite him.”

Enji frowned. “What? That’s not what I—”

Keigo swiftly turned away and laughed.

“He’s there? Do you think tonight would be a good time to tell him about our little one?”

“If you’re ready, then I think so,” Keigo replied, giving no indication of what they were talking about to Enji.

“I’m nervous, but okay. Let’s tell him.” Fuyumi took a deep breath and exhaled. “Hand him the phone, please.”

Keigo did as she asked.

Enji glared at him through narrowed eyes but otherwise took the phone from his palm when Fuyumi’s voice came from the speaker.

As Fuyumi convinced her father to come to dinner, a challenge she was an expert on, Keigo slipped a hand inside his pocket, his fingers reaching the little notebook he used for his hero work, where the sonogram of their child rested inside.

That evening, Keigo witnessed his childhood hero and father-in-law burst into loud, happy tears in the middle of a yakitori restaurant.

BNHA Masterlist | Main Masterlist

[amenomiko]

Masterlist 1

-Updated as of 03 JULY 2020-

GENERAL TOPIC

-My Plushies Collection ahahaha

-Me and Uesugi Kenshin

-My Cos as MC is Featured in IkeSen Group in Insta

-My Cos as Mizusaki Mai

-6 FACTS ABOUT ME uwu

-RULES ON REQUESTS

-INTRO

ALL WARLORDS

-MC with Angel and Demon Tattoo on her back

-If MC Become a Man / Boy

-Fujoshi MC

-IkeSen Lords and Their Own Game Itself

-MC as Little Kid / Small Child

-IkeSen Lords, Before and After Falling In Love uwu

-MC’s Quirk (BNHA Crossover)

-Prank Game

-Ice Cream’s Fault

-What Baby???

-Every.Lord.Ever

-Warlords and Her Pregnancy Hormones & Tantrums

-Warlords as Kaomoji

-Warlords in Facebook PM

-Ah, My Dear Daughter..

-MC that wants to be Pampered

-”Father, Mother, Where did I came from?”

-When He Look Into Her Phone Gallery

-Threatening Him

-Let Me Kiss It Away

-There’s a Bun in the Oven

-Let Me Sleep In Your Warmth

-MC and Ice Cream

-Those Sweet Moments

-Maid Dress

-IkeSen Warlords as Vampire

-IkeSen MC is a Fighter and She’s in Action (Sequel to IkeSen MC is a Fighter)

-Pocky Game

-Tsun Tsun (Tsundere) MC

-Real Gender of Her (Sequel)

-Him, Before, During, and After

-Cotton Candy

-What Being Like a Girl Feels Like

-MC as a Cat or Dog

-MC’s Bra

-IkeSen and Tired MC

-Boyfriend T-shirt

-There’s Only One Bed

-Modern Lingerie

-Ikesen Warlords and Couvade Syndrome

-Warlords with Modern Job

-If IkeSen Warlords is an animal (Cat & Dog)

-IkeSen MC is a Fighter

IkeSen and their Daughter’s First Word

-IkeSen Reactions when MC intervene during their Interview

-IkeSen Reactions if MC is a virgin

-IkeSen Daddies Reactions when their Daughter said “I love You”

-IkeSen Reactions when MC said “Mind Your Own Business”

-IkeSen Reactions when MC explained about BDSM / Pegging

-What if they had a Daughter (Part 2)

-What if they had a Daughter (Part 1)

-IkeSen Reactions to MC Skincare Routine

-When She’s Having a Fever

-When She’s on Her Period

-When She spend time with their Pets

-Their Reactions when her Cooking is Bad

-MC and Ghost Stories

-Nicknames for Warlords by MC

-IkeSen Warlords when MC passes by him

-Ikemen Sengoku Warlords be like.. and also be like..

-IkeSen Warlords and MC’s EX Boyfriend

-MC and her Cat Tongue

-When MC Gave Birth

-IkeSen Warlords and MC exchanged their Soul in each other’s body

-Due to Differences in Height

-Tried to be a Tsundere

-Sending him off for his Short Mission

-MC and Cockroach

-MC being Sneaky

-Absent Minded MC

-Unusual Respond when She is Pounded on the Futon

-MC, in the verge of tears from a stupid argument

-She can’t sleep

-IkeSen Warlords and Luggage Waiting Area

-”I’m Pregnant”

-Seduce Attempt No.1

-When their daughter said “I hate you!”

-When they went to the mall

HIS AND HER REACTIONS SECTIONS

-”Today is not a safe day!”

-When she accidentally called him “Daddy”

-”Honey, I want a baby again.”

-When they wear each other’s casual yukata

-”I love you ___”

CHOSEN WARLORDS FOR CERTAIN SCENES

-Homesick

-Her Bad Habit (Kenshin, Mitsunari, Yukimura)

-MC, Lord and Her Thesis

-She is a Ballerina

-Pretending She is the ‘Bad Guy’

-A very SHY MC

-Him with Her Depression (Mitsuhide & Ieyasu)

-She Died in front of Him (Nobunaga & Kenshin)

-Ask the Warlords (Mitsuhide, Nobunaga & Masamune)

-Ask the Warlords (Mitsuhide, Kenshin & Ieyasu)

-Ask the Warlords (Masamune, Mitsuhide & Mitsunari)

-Ask the Warlords (Masamune, Mitsuhide & Shingen)

-Ask the Warlords (Nobunaga)

-Ask the Warlords (Mitsuhide, Nobunaga & Shingen)

-Ask the Warlords (Hideyoshi & Mitsuhide)

-Pairings (Some of Them)

-Warlords & Babies (Some of Them)

-If She is Psychic (Nobunaga, Hideyoshi, Kenshin)

-Her Twin Sister (Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, Hideyoshi, Kenshin, Masamune)

-Her Reaction When He Sleep Talk (Masamne, Ieyasu, Yukimura)

-His Reaction When She is SO ANGRY (Mitsuhide, Kenshin, Yukimura, Nobunaga, Masamune) GIFs

-Insecure MC about her Body and Looks (Were teased for it)

-Comforting Tired MC (GIFs)

-When the Baby Girl Cry (Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, Ieyasu, Kenshin)

-Dying MC (Nobunaga, Masamune, Ieyasu, Mitsuhide, Kenshin)

-Different Story of MC (Abused Ex-Husband and MC with a Child)

-Jealous Warlords

-Meeting Her Parents and Siblings (Twin Brother)

-Jealous Bosses (Modern AU)

-LANGUAGE!

AZUCHI CASTLE ONLY

-When She’s about to Give Birth Moment (Oda Forces)            

-Jealous Warlords

-Lovey Dovey (ODA FORCES)

-Their Children Visit from the Future

-MC that has is like a Female Version of Mitsunari

-Accidentally watch him taking a bath

-IkeSen Daddies Meeting Their Daughter’s Lover for the First Time

-Secretly Dating (ODA FORCES)

- IkeSen Daddies when their Child Walk for the First Time (ODA FORCES)

-Real Gender of Her (AZUCHI CASTLE)

-IkeSen MC and Thunder

-Jealous Warlords when MC is being affectionate with their Son

-What if they had a Son?

-Why is my wife so cute

-When he have to go for his duties / missions after MC gave birth

-When she Lost her Memories Temporarily

-When their Daughter woke up in the middle of the night

-Different Persona

-When She’s TERRIBLY ANGRY

-MC is Drunk

-The Opposite Effect

KASUGAYAMA CASTLE ONLY

-Beach Vacation + Meme Reenact by Sasuke and MC

-Best Friends, Less than Lovers, But...

-Lovey Dovey (Uesugi-Takeda)

-Secretly Dating

- IkeSen Daddies when their Child Walk for the First Time (UESUGI - TAKEDA FORCES)

-Real Gender of Her (KASUGAYAMA CASTLE)

-Jealous Warlords when MC is being affectionate with their Son

-What if they had a Son?

-When their Daughter woke up in the middle of the night

-When He have to go for his duties / missions after MC gave birth

-When She Lost her Memories Temporarily

-MC is Drunk

SMUTS

-Doctor, Help Me (Ieyasu x MC)

-I Hate Him... Do I...? (Nobunaga x MC)

-My Breasts is Too Big (All x MC)

-Wedding Night (Kenshin x MC)

-When He Do It Outside (All x MC)

-Let’s Take Responsibility Together (Mitsuhide x MC)

-I was just ‘Helping’ You (Masamune x MC)

-She Can’t Help It (Kenshin x MC)

-A Cunning Fox can be Jealous too (Mitsuhide x MC)

-Fever.. Yeah Right (Ieyasu x MC)

-Claiming It (Mitsuhide x MC)

-Only For Your Pleasure (Masamune x MC)

-I Want a New Sibling (Nobunaga x MC)

- The.... Lollipop (All Warlords x MC)

- I Can’t Hold Back (Mitsunari x MC)

-They Know (Part 2) (Mitsunari x MC)

-The Best Gift Ever (Masamune x MC)

-This Is Not Their First (Sasuke x MC)

-Irresistible (Mitsunari x MC)

-Say It (Ieyasu x MC)

-The Meaning Behind His Smile (Mitsunari x MC)

-Fine (Ieyasu x MC)

-His Charm is not Everything for Everyone (Shingen x MC)

-Always (Mitsuhide x MC)

-They Know (Mitsunari x MC)

-Before You Know it (PART 2 - Ieyasu x MC x Hideyoshi)

-Before You Know it (PART 1 - Mainly Ieyasu x MC)

-New Kind of Play (Kenshin x MC)

-Making Him Addicted (Mitsunari x MC)

-Easier Said than Done (Masamune x MC)

-For the Very First Time (Hideyoshi x MC)

-I Don’t Care (Ieyasu x MC)

-His Lord and His Lucky Charm’s Secret (Nobunaga x MC)

ONE SHOTS

-It’s Not too Late.. Is It? Part 2 (Masamune x MC)

- Light of Hope (Shingen x MC)

- It’s Not too Late.. Is it? Part 1 (Masamune x MC)

-I Can’t Help It (Hideyoshi x MC)

-Look at Me (Hideyoshi x MC)

-The Price (Masamune x MC)

-Goodbye is not The End (Nobunaga x MC)

DRABBLES

-I Just Love You (Masamune x MC)

-Notice Me My Lord~ (Masamune x MC)

-Notice Me My Lord~ (Ieyasu x MC)

-Hot Chocolate (Mitsuhide x MC)

-Oh Gosh (Hideyoshi x MC)

-They Do Not Know (Kenshin x MC)

-Snuggle Snuggle (Ieyasu x MC)

-I didn’t Say I’m Nice (Yukimura x MC)

-It’s Cold (Sasuke x MC)

-My Adorable Wife (Mitsuhide x MC)

-MC and Chair

OTHERS

-Me, Cosplaying as Rie, for 2020 Valentine’s

-Nyanyan Lords and Rie (Picrew)

-Rie Drawing by Me 2

-Rie Drawing by Me 1

-Rie’s KNIGHTS BIO

-Beautiful Drawing by azziezee of my OC <3

-Rie and Some of the Lords (Picrew)

-My OC (Ame Rie) Background and Info

-Warlords and My OC in Picrew 1

[riadark]

Independence Is Near

Standing outside the Annunciation Greek Church, a man tells his child, “Just cover up and push through. You’ll be fine. You need to toughen up!” I quickly looked out of my head to see a five year old forging through some bushes on the front landscaping of the property, and turned around and gave a knowing smile to the dad. Greeks raise warriors; at times, that can seem Draconian.  

I started the weekend by severely chastising my eldest. At 15, he is full of attitude and all grown up and a child at the same time. Problem is, they give you the grown up attitude and pair it with their childish performance in all things vital. After several messages and phone calls which were terse on his end and scathing on mine, he shows up completely unprepared. I went ballistic. Said something to the effect of, “You think you are some kind of punk, but I am a thug and I will CRUSH you.” Needless to say, he was reduced to tears, and my other son was silently grateful it wasn’t him for once, and my daughter erupted into sympathy tears. Like a Couvade Syndrome-- his pain was her pain.

Do I feel bad about that? I am not sure to be honest. I do and I don’t. I am super grateful that my dad was super harsh on me, now. But in the moment, I ran away three times and cut myself. When he found me bleeding in my room, he grabbed me and poured rubbing alcohol onto my wrists. The only time I “got” to him, was the second time I left home. The first time was on my big wheel, I got “the beats” (a term coined by my three French Canadian besties who were sisters and I was the adopted one), the third time was a repeat of the second and he was over it by then.

The second time, I was 16, and I escaped under the cloak of night, and went to the beach and slept. No one told me that the beach at night is FULL of mosquitoes. Incessant buzzing in my ears, yet I stayed put. I was so stubborn, not even a swarm of blood suckers could deter me from my mission to run away from home. In the morning, I took a bus to another city and told my cousin that I was just surprising her with a visit. She bought it until my family had finally gotten around to calling her after they had spent three days calling everyone else they could think of. I’ll never forget my dad crying so hard that he was sobbing. I was pleased.

That is the rat fink that I was. Now as a mom, I want to be sure that I don’t allow my kids to be jerky and nip that in the bud, and also, I want them to be tough like me. Life ain’t easy, and only resiliency breeds success. I am very careful to also flood them with love, support, confidence, skill, fun, laughter, investment of time, hugs, snuggles, and all kinds of attention, but I will not recant on my Spartan ways. 

They should feel lucky I don’t just throw them into the ocean to learn to swim on their own like my daddy did. Side note: I am an excellent swimmer.

Apology Day Twenty Six- Being a mom is tough. Being a tough mom is tougher. Being a tough mom of Greek warriors made me perhaps one of the toughest; but it’s ok Ria. Don’t be sorry about that anymore. 

[amenomiko]

IkeSen Husbands and Couvade Syndrome

Before I start, have you ever heard about Couvade Syndrome? Couvade Syndrome is a syndrome of where a husband will have the symptoms like a pregnant woman (vomitting, and craving for certain foods) due to the stress in his body towards the unborn baby (out of love and concerned for his baby).

So I'm thinking... How would it be if all the warlords have this kind of syndrome. Some norms said it can be shown that it will happen by showing the signs the wife might be pregnant (in my country, yes. So I'm going to use it here *giggles*) and during their pregnancy. Here it comes..!

Nobunaga

He brush his hand on her forehead. "Are you sure you don't need me to call for the doctor?"

She nodded, smiling weakly. "I'm sorry I couldn't attend the war council today."

"Don't be." He kissed her forehead. "Just rest."

He left the room when suddenly he feel uneasy in his chest. He shrug it off, and continue to walk to the council.

They've served some sake that Nobunaga has gotten as a gift with his new alliance that day. His face scrunched the moment he smell on the sake and his cup dropped from his hand, gaining attention from his warlords and vassals.

"...Nobunaga-sama?" Hideyoshi put down his own cup before approaching Nobunaga when his Lord cup his mouth all of a sudden, giving out a sound of hurling from his throat. "M-my Lord..! What's the matter??"

"G-get that sake away from me..! I feel awful...!" He hurled again, clutching on his stomach. "Wh- is it poisoned??" Hideyoshi turn to the other warlords.

"All of us drink it and we are fine. Nobunaga-sama is the only one who haven't drink it." Mitsunari added.

Before they check on the contains of sake, MC had excuses herself into the room with a smile on her face. "Pardon me, Anata-" She gasped. "Anata..? What's wrong??"

He turned to her. "...Fireball. Tell me."

"Yes?"

"Are you perhaps.. Pregnant?"

"Eh- wh- how did you know?? I'm about to tell you about it because I realize that I'm late lately."

He nodded weakly. "I see. That's good. Seems like I will get caught in this sickness for a while." He hugged MC close, as the hurling sensation in his chest fades slowly.

Hideyoshi

Talking about stress for his unborn baby, that will be suitable for Hideyoshi.

Each and every pregnancy of MC will be handled by Hideyoshi's body. This morning, MC informed to her husband that she is pregnant for their 4th child (wow wee 👀).

He was happy. Yet.. He said to himself. "Alright..! Here's another one. I can do this..! I'm sure I can handle it this time--"

Nope, the very next morning he woke up abruptly and vomitted in the nearby garden. He even walk around the hallways, with small stash of plum in his pocket.

He cried emotionally whenever MC talk to the baby, saying "My wife.. I'm sorry for making you pregnant with my child and making you tired and--"

"Anata.. There there." It will be MC's routine to calm him down. "It takes two to make a baby after all. So it's not your fault. Besides.." She whispered to him. "It's not your fault that I'm so adorable in your eyes." She winked.

"....THIS is the REASON why INDEED!" He pounced MC and kiss her all over until

"Mmmf- b-be right back, My Love."

Poor Hideyoshi.

Masamune

"Here you go Kitten." He blew the fish soup and feed his wife. "Aaahnn~~?"

"Pffft Honey, I can eat by myself okay?" She slurp on the soup and cough after, scrunching her face from the taste. "Masamune.. What did you put inside-- is that a sour plum??"

"Oh yes, I find that sour plum in every dish is very tasty nowadays don't you think?" He slurped it himself. "Hmm such delicacy."

"PPPPUUUUUU!!!"

"...Delicacy my foot." Ieyasu wipe his mouth with his sleeves.

"See? Ieyasu likes it too."

"Go and have your only eye checked OAO..!!

"I can see perfectly fine, Ieyasu, thank you for your concern 😏👉✨."

"This is delicious, Ieyasu. Why do you say so?" Mitsuhide smiled to his fish soup.

".....You and your sense of taste.... I'm out of here."

"No leaving the room before you finish your meal, Ieyasu! Nobunaga-sama, I saw that. Don't add your soup into mine..!" - Hideyoshi.

Ieyasu

He tossed in his sleep. Again and again, until he jolted to run out and vomit.

"Again.." She pursed her lips, as she pour the tea in his cup. "Honey.. Are you okay?"

"..I'm fine. This is nothing. Noth- uff-!" He vomitted again and MC had to rush and rub on his back. He waved his hand, urging MC to get back inside. "I'm fine- just-" He hurled. "Go back inside-- uff..!!"

She rubbed her belly, smiling at her husband. "Aww Honey." After rubbing his back, she kissed his temple. "Here, I've made a tea that can make you sleep easily." She glances at his panda eyes that lacks of sleep ever since she is pregnant with their 3rd child.

He nods, sighing tiredly and drinks the tea. "How are you doing?" He leans and rest on her shoulder as he put his hand on her growing belly. "I'm perfectly fine, thanks to you who always take over those sickness for me."

"Hn.. This is nothing.. Compared to you who have to carry it for 9 months and.." He yawn. "Giving birth to it.." He sighs before a soft snore takes over him.

"Good night, Honey." She kissed him again.

Mitsunari

"MC.. I.." He pat on his chest. "I don't feel very good.. I-" He cup his mouth. "Nnn-"

"Aww Honey.. There there.." They hugged each other as she rub around his back. "Is this how every woman usually face when they are pregnant?"

"Uhuh."

"Wow.. I respect you a lot." He hugged MC closer, nuzzling into her neck. "I swear I will take care of you until we grow old together.."

"Oh? He fell asleep." With book in his hand. "I haven't give birth yet and I already have a big baby here-"

Suddenly he woke up in shock.

"A-anata??"

He hurled. "Unf-..!" And run out from the room as quick as possible.

"Honey, wait..! The bucket is here..! You will vomit halfway again!"

Mitsuhide

It was when he's on a mission. He can feel the uneasiness in his stomach and chest when he ride the horse, and he find himself being extra tired, more than before after a long ride.

Due to it too, he is lack of sleep. His network of spies noticed too, even his ninja suggest that he should rest. "I'm fine." He grinned, fighting back the feeling.

He had no problem with eating, but every time he eat, he will vomit. Mitsuhide didn't know how to respond to this situation, to have this wave of sickness; it is not him.

Somehow he manage it until he return to Azuchi after capturing the criminals. As he about to ask them questions, he pauses. Turning as his back facing his man to pat on his chest.

"Well lad are you alright? Do you have a wife? You should check if she's pregnant. Heh. It's a common thing if a husband gets the signs before the wife."

He blinked, looking at the criminal from his shoulder as he shrugged before continuing "I'm a doctor in disguise remember? I didn't take my disguise lightly."

"..My lord? Where are you going?" One of his ninja asked. "Take over my place for a while." He rushed to MC's bed chamber and before he could slide the door, she already opened it from inside. "Oh- oh..! Anata..! Welcome home!" She hugged him and he smiled into her neck.

"You look so happy. More than happy. You miss me that bad, little mouse?" He grinned and his heart give a thump! when she blushed.

"Of course I'm happy.. Because.. I have a good news to tell you..!"

"You are pregnant?"

She gasped. "Hehehe as expected from my husband. Yes..! I am, Mitsuhide..!"

He smiled back. All that sickness and "thanks" to the criminal back then.. He finally understand it.

Kenshin

Sasuke served another bowl of sour plum, sweet plums and bitter plums. "So this is what the syndrome does.." He adjusts his glasses. "Kenshin-sama. Did you realize you've been eating plums for almost 5 months?"

"It's normal, Sasuke. If it's for my wife and our child, I'm fine. But-" He clicked his tongue. "I can't find myself to drink sake for now."

"Well, it's her 3rd pregnancy, you should get used to it, yes?"

"...Not me." Shingen sighed.

Kenshin snatched the dango from Shingen's plate and eat it with one of his plums. "Hnn. Such peculiar taste. I don't hate it." He smiled before having another bite from it.

Shingen eyes twitch from Kenshin's appetite. "Oh the horror."

Yukimura: That's me with your endless appetite for desserts, Shingen-sama.

Shingen

"Hmhmhm this is delicious..! Oh this one too."

"Anata, eat slowly okay? Or else you will-"

"Mmmf--" He hurl and vomitted right on spot into the bucket.

"See?" MC blinked when her husband suddenly wiped his tears.

"*sniff* Ah, I'm sorry MC. You are so tempting and I made you pregnant again. My beloved Goddess, sacrificing herself for her people that is overwhelmed with lust.. Ah such sin..!" He wipe his mouth with his sleeve.

".....Oh god." MC eye twitched.

".....Oh god again." Yukimura twitched too to his overly dramatic lord.

"Hmm. I feel like eating.." He's eying Kenshin's plums this time.

"......Die."

"*sniff* How heartless you are (ಥ ͜ʖಥ)."

"You are not the one who is pregnant here Shingen." He rolled his eyes.

"Yeah of course. But it took half of me to make her pregna-"

His mouth is shoved with 5 dumpling after that. By MC.

Yukimura

He pointed forward. "CHARRRRGE!!!" All of his vassals roar in unison as they charge towards their enemy, clashing swords with one another.

"Good. It seems we are win-" He frowned when he choked on his own voice all of a sudden. His hand immediately move to cup his mouth as he hurl his stomach out. "Mmf- what the hell-" He don't remember if he had a bad meal before going into battle.

"Yukimura!!""Huh- wha- oof!!"

Shingen had grabbed him by his collar as arrow fly pass his right ear. "What's wrong?? Are you alright? I'm confused because you have stopped talking and hold your stomach. Did you get stabbed or something?"

"No.. Shingen-sama. I don't know- mmf- myself. Feel like vomitting. I didn't remember having any meal this morning."

"Oho-" His lord kicked the enemy off from his horse. "Whatever it is I think you should check on your beloved wife the moment you get back home. Make sure you are home safely alright?"

"H-huh- what do you mean?"

"Well Yuki, all I gotta say is Congratulations first." He winked at Yukimura before kicking his horse.

"Wha??"

As he win the war and got back to his wife, he hug her tighter than before. "I heard that you got sick in the middle of the fight.. Are you hurt anywhere?"

"No.. Uhm.." He blushed. "H-hey."

"Hm?"

"Do you have something to tell me? Like.. You are pre-pregnant or something."

"My, honey..! Yes! I'm pregnant with our 2nd child..!" She giggled. "How did you know? Ah, I get it. You've forgotten your previous sickness when I'm pregnant right?"

"The first and the second one is different, okay??" He pouted before laughing with his beloved wife.

Sasuke

Kenshin circle his hands around his sword, glaring at his target with a smile curved on his lips. "Die, Sasuke..!" But then, he immediately halt when Sasuke turned around with maternity dress on his ninja costume.

"Just... What in hell you are wearing, Sasuke?"

"Kenshin-sama. It's time for 9 months break. I'm pregnant now. So red card~!" He said with his "enthusiastic" look.

"....It was your wife who is pregnant, not you."

"You are right. But the one who is- mmf-" He cupped his mouth. "Vomitting-" He swallowed, "..is me-"

For the very first time, Kenshin is dumbfounded. Not only his ninja is wearing a weird clothes, now he is hurling in front of him. "...Hmh fine. You are no fun at all."

"Hmm?" Kenshin look down to his torso. It was Sasuke eldest son. "Kenshin-sama, you may spar with me. As you can see, my father is pregnant, so you must allow him to have a rest."

"My son.. I'm proud of you." Sasuke feigning to wipe his 'tears'.

"...Fine. Let's go then." He took mini Sasuke by the hand (bawww - he has a soft spot for Sasuke's son tho) and his son give a thumbs up to his father. "Go ahead and rest, Father."

He thumbs up back with his usual poker face.

And back to his room..

"Anata, stop using my dress to escape from Kenshin. I know you are sick in my place but at least don't teach our son the wrong thing, okay?"

"Hmm MC you are no fun."

"Yeah, yeah." She giggled as she pulled her dress back from her husband.