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[snug-fit360]

Lightning Crotch Pain during Pregnancy: Symptoms & Remedies

Pregnancy is a miraculous journey that comes with its fair share of joys and challenges. One of the many challenges an expectant mother faces is lightning crotch pain. If you are pregnant and experiencing sharp, shooting pain in your pelvic area, you are not alone. Below we have discussed the symptoms and remedies of lightning crotch pain during pregnancy, so you can better understand this discomfort and find adequate relief.

Symptoms of Lightning Pain during Pregnancy

Lightning pain, also known as pelvic girdle pain or symphysis pubis dysfunction (SPD), is a sudden, sharp pain that arises in the pelvic region during pregnancy. The name “lightning crotch” comes from the suddenness and intensity of the pain, which can feel like a lightning bolt shooting through the lower abdomen or groin area. Its symptoms may vary from woman to woman, but here are some of the common ones.

Sharp and shooting pain: The hallmark symptom of lightning crotch pain is a sudden and stinging pain that can occur in the pelvic area, lower abdomen, groin, or vaginal region. The pain can be brief or last for several seconds and may come and go throughout the day.

Increased discomfort with movement: The pain may get worse with precise movements, such as walking, standing up, or changing positions. It can also be triggered by activities like lifting heavy objects or climbing stairs.

Discomfort during Sex: Some women may experience crotch pain during sexual intercourse, particularly with deep penetration or certain positions that put pressure on the pelvis.

Limited Mobility: In some cases, it can be severe enough to limit mobility and affect daily activities like walking or bending.

Remedies for Lightning Crotch Pain

Thankfully, there are multiple remedies to manage lightning crotch pain during pregnancy. Here are some compelling strategies you can try to relieve the pain.

Rest and Gentle Movement: Avoiding prolonged periods of sitting or standing and taking regular breaks to walk or change positions can help reduce discomfort. Gentle exercises like prenatal yoga, swimming, or walking can also help to strengthen the pelvic muscles and relieve pain.

Use of heat and cold compresses: Applying a warm compress or carrying a warm bath can help relax the muscles and relieve pain in the pelvic area. You can also employ a maternity support band that comes with a back pocket for hot/cold therapy.

Supportive Garments: Wearing supportive garments like maternity belts or pelvic support braces can help stabilize the pelvic area and provide additional support to the ligaments, reducing pain and discomfort.

Avoiding triggers: Identify activities or positions that trigger lightning crotch pain and try to avoid them. For example, if climbing stairs exacerbates your pain, try to use elevators or ask for help with heavy lifting.

Consult with a healthcare provider: If lightning crotch pain is persistent or severe, it is necessary to consult with your healthcare provider. They can evaluate your symptoms and provide appropriate medical advice or recommend other treatments such as physical therapy or pain medications.

Stay Hydrated: Hydration is crucial during pregnancy to maintain overall health and prevent muscle cramps. Dehydration can worsen muscle discomfort, so ensure to drink plenty of water throughout the day.

Resting in a comfortable position: Finding a relaxed pose to relax can help alleviate lightning crotch pain. Experiment with distinct positions, such as lying on your side with a pillow between your legs or propping yourself up with pillows to elevate your upper body while sitting or sleeping.

During pregnancy, crotch pain can be tremendously uncomfortable and disruptive; however, these remedies can help you manage the symptoms and relieve the pain. Remember to consult a doctor for proper evaluation and guidance. Stay informed, listen to your body, and seek support when needed to enjoy this memorable time in your life to the fullest.

[obscenely-overdue]

That jumpsuit looks so cute on you! We love when normal clothes still fit during a big pregnancy... though you look like you might be hitting the limit on that one.

I love it so much it's so light and flowy! I feel real cute in it. It's a great piece of clothing but I feel like from some angles it really highlights how PREGNANT I look...

It's comfy and it fits and it's great but when the clothes that are supposed to be super loose stop looking loose, you KNOW you've gotten big. Peak summertime pregnancy vibes though.

[newmamas]

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[rstarsims3]

TS3 - Golden Years (Elder F&M CAS set/ plus age conversions)

General details-CAS:

7 new meshes + 7 items converted from the sets: TS3 - Warm & Cozy - part 1 and part 2; JOY Set II ; Cara Coat (find the download links for the YA versions under Creator Notes below)

Original meshes by me;

Age: elder females & males;

Base Game compatible;

All LODs & Morphs;

Disabled for maternity & random;

1k & 2k textures;

Normal maps included;

Custom thumbnails for both Launcher and CAS;

sims3pack & package files;

Compressed;

Meshed with Blender, adapted to TS3 with Milkshape, Photoshop, Corel painter, TSRW.

► Belt Dress -EF

Poly: 4.5k

Outfits section;

3 presets, 3 recolorable channels;

Categories: Everyday; Formal.

►  Knit Sweater - EF

Poly: 3.4k;

Tops section;

3 presets, 1 recolorable channel;

Categories: Everyday, Formal, Outerwear;

►  Jeans - EF

Poly: 0.9k;

Bottoms section;

3 presets, 1 recolorable channel;

Categories: Everyday, Formal, Outerwear;

►  Pants - EF

Poly: 0.9k;

Bottoms section;

3 presets, 1 recolorable channel;

Categories: Everyday, Formal, Outerwear;

►  Cardigan - EM

Poly: 3.7k;

Tops section;

3 presets, 2 recolorable channels;

Categories: Everyday, Formal, Outerwear;

►  Jeans - EM

Poly: 1.1k;

Bottoms section;

3 presets, 1 recolorable channel;

Categories: Everyday, Formal, Outerwear;

►  Pants - EM

Poly: 1.1k;

Bottoms section;

3 presets, 1 recolorable channel;

Categories: Everyday, Formal, Outerwear;

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Creator Notes:

the female top and dress have black spots along the neckline in CAS, but look okay in game.

for the conversions part of this upload, you can download the YA versions by accessing the links below:

Warm & Cozy - part 1

Warm & Cozy - part 2

JOY Set II 

Cara Coat

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Download on PATREON (Early Access; public on December 16th, 2024)

Hope you enjoy them!

Thank you & Happy Simming!

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You can also support me on Ko-fi.

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Thank you to my supporters on Patreon & Ko-fi!

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TOU 🔊 Do not re-upload my creations. Do not claim as your own. Do not put them anywhere up for download and don’t add adfly to my links.

[hoosbandewan]

No matter who someone votes for does not make them a bad person. If someone votes differently than you and you find that as a reason to not support them then you are part of the problem. I'm thankfully open-minded and glad I can have Democrat and Republican friends and we can all still be friends even with different beliefs and opinions. I don't understand how anyone can have that mindset.... You want Peace and love but are the first ones to throw someone under the bus if they think differently than you do.

And using Ewan to push your thoughts is shameful

Having friends on both sides of the aisle is fine. Having a difference in opinions is fine. I think it can be incredibly damaging for people to get caught in an echo chamber and be surrounded only by people who share their same viewpoint. And the fact that we can all have our own thoughts and opinions is what makes a free country like the U.S. so wonderful.

I even know a good number of Republicans and conservative-leaning people who didn't and wouldn't vote for Trump. And, you see, that's the difference.

Voting for Trump.

You cannot, in good conscience, look me in the eye and tell me that casting a vote for Donald Trump makes you a good person. I could have forgiven a Trump vote in 2016, but not in 2020 and certainly not in 2024.

Trump attempted to overturn a democratic election and was indicted for it. And on that day, he voiced support for the Capitol rioters who wanted to hang his vice president for failing to reject the electoral votes that proved Biden's win.

Trump nominated Supreme Court justices to overturn Roe v. Wade, a move that has already killed women and will continue killing people. In Texas alone, the maternal death rate rose by 56% between 2019 and 2022, the year that Roe was overturned. Since the reversal, the infant mortality rate has risen by 7% nationally - and by 13% in Texas alone.

Trump is unapologetically and unabashedly racist, displaying repeated and disturbing rhetoric aimed at immigrants, Mexicans, black Americans, Haitians, Muslims, and more. In his first term, he instituted new procedural barriers to prevent immigrants from seeking asylum in America. He put migrant children in cages. He has unjustly called for the death penalty for numerous people of color - remember the Central Park 5?

Trump has threatened to deploy the military and law enforcement to target his political opponents and left-leaning Americans.

Trump rolled back almost 100 policies focused on clean air, water, wildlife, and toxic chemicals in an era when mitigating climate change is more important than ever. And he plans on gutting even more.

Trump is a convicted felon with 34 felony counts under his belt.

Trump has shown time and time again that his views and policies align with fascist ideals. He wants very, very badly to turn the U.S. democracy into an authoritarian regime.

And if this isn't enough, Trump has been endorsed by the KKK since his 2016 campaign. He's the golden child of white supremacists and white nationalists everywhere.

So, yeah. If this is your guy, I don't want fucking anything to do with you.

I am so sick and tired of Trump supporters crying about peace and love and civility and "oh, but where are the tolerant left?" when they turn right around and vote for Donald Trump.

You don’t get to hold abhorrent views and beliefs and then be friends with us. You don’t get to be friendly to our faces all while supporting a man who wants us dead or oppressed. You can't profess to love your fellow Americans if you are condemning them.

I don't want to hang out with racists and fascists. Because if you choose to support and vote for a racist, fascist, misogynistic, dangerous person, then that makes you one, too.

[theregencywriter]

Whispers of an heiress

Benedict x Y/N

Dear Readers,

As the anticipation for the upcoming season reaches a fever pitch, I find myself compelled to share some intriguing tidings from the esteemed halls of London's high society. Prepare yourselves, for a debutante like no other is set to grace the Ton with her presence.

Whispers of the mysterious and alluring Y/N from the illustrious L/N family have reached my ears, and it appears she is destined to make a striking debut under the watchful eye of none other than the esteemed Bridgerton family. Yes, dear readers, you heard it here first – a debutante who has never tread upon the bustling streets of London is about to take the social scene by storm.

What could have prompted such a debut, you ask? Well, my sources suggest that it is a tale of family connections and newfound alliances. The Bridgertons, known for their impeccable taste and standing in society, seem to have taken Y/N under their wing for the season. One can only wonder what intrigues and scandals will unfold as she navigates the intricate dance of London's high society.

So, fasten your seat belts, dear readers, for the upcoming season promises to be nothing short of captivating. As always, I shall be here, keeping a keen eye on the comings and goings of the Ton, ready to unveil the secrets that lie beneath the glittering facade of Regency London.

Yours in gossip,

Lady Whistledown

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Benedict's insistent voice reverberated through the hallway of the Bridgerton residence, the soft glow of candlelight casting a warm ambiance on the polished surfaces and ornate furnishings. The anticipation of the evening hung in the air like a delicate waltz awaiting its first notes.

Outside Eloise's door, Benedict Bridgerton, his tall frame leaning casually against the banister, called out with a mix of impatience and amusement, "Come on, Eloise, we're all waiting for you. The carriage is practically tapping its wheels in impatience, and you know how punctual Mother insists we must be." Behind the door, muffled sounds suggested Eloise was in the final stages of preparation, her chosen gown rustling with the promise of elegance.

Benedict couldn't help but glance down the hallway, where the rest of the Bridgerton siblings stood in various states of readiness. Anthony, the eldest, adjusted the cuffs of his impeccable coat, while Daphne, ever the picture of grace, exchanged a knowing look with her husband, Simon. Colin, always the adventurer, checked his reflection in a nearby mirror, and Francesca stood by, a portrait of quiet sophistication.

"Honestly, Eloise, if you take any longer, we might miss the entire affair," Benedict called out once more, his tone a playful blend of exasperation and affection. The sound of Eloise's door creaking open heralded her appearance, and Benedict couldn't help but flash a wry grin. "There you are," he remarked, his eyes scanning Eloise's ensemble with approval. "Ready to charm the ton, I presume?"

As the Bridgerton siblings gathered, the anticipation heightened. Carriages lined up outside the residence, their polished exteriors reflecting the warm glow of lanterns that adorned the Bridgerton driveway. Benedict, ever the courteous son, extended a gloved hand toward his mother, ready to assist her into the awaiting carriage.

However, Lady Violet Bridgerton gracefully declined his offer with a knowing smile. "My dear Benedict, I'm afraid I shall be joining you all a bit later. I've decided to wait and personally accompany Y/N tonight. It's her debut, after all, and a lady must make a striking entrance."

"Mother, are you certain?" he inquired, a mixture of curiosity and amusement in his voice. Lady Violet nodded, her eyes sparkling with maternal warmth. "Absolutely, my dear. It's a rare occasion for a debutante, especially one unfamiliar with the intricacies of London society. I want to ensure she feels welcomed and supported on this momentous night."

Benedict couldn't help but smile at his mother's kindness and sense of duty. "Very well, Mother. We shall eagerly await your arrival with Y/N. I'm sure the two of you will make quite the entrance." With a nod, Lady Violet gracefully withdrew from the immediate party, her gaze lingering for a moment on her children before she disappeared into the house once more.

As the carriage rolled smoothly through the gaslit streets of London, Benedict turned to his elder brother, Anthony, his curiosity evident in his expression. "Anthony, pray tell, who is this Y/N from the L/N family that Mother is so keen on escorting tonight? I don't recall her name being part of our usual social circles."

Anthony, ever the responsible head of the Bridgerton household, leaned back against his seat, his gaze momentarily distant. "Y/N is the sole inheritor of the L/N estate. Rumor has it that she's been residing in the countryside, managing the family affairs with a level of competence that has garnered admiration but has kept her out of the bustling whirl of London society."

Benedict's interest piqued, and he raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "The countryside, you say? What brings her to London now?" Anthony's expression shifted, a hint of something akin to speculation in his eyes. "It seems she's ready to make her debut, Benedict. Mother has taken it upon herself to introduce her to the ton, ensuring she navigates these waters with the grace befitting a Bridgerton affair. It's a rather unconventional entrance, but Mother has her reasons."

[let-me-fill-you]

It is the future. Settling other planets has become possible. You volunteer for an experimental maternity program, to test the effects of low gravity on pregnancies + push the limits of human fertility, in order to get a colony up and running. As a result, you grow quite... large. Well, "large" drastically undersells it. You reach a size that would not be possible on Earth. Your belly enters the room a whole 30 seconds before you do, but you're still able to walk waddle, thanks to the reduced gravity... although still, numerous belts are required to keep your belly from touching the floor. With so many mouths to feed, and such a great weight hanging from your front, you've been outfitted with a hefty backpack, connected to a mask secured around your mouth. Not only is it a counterweight for your massive belly, it's constantly pumping oxygenated air into your nose to improve blood flow + funnels a thick nutrient paste into your mouth. Without these things, and other accommodations, it would be impossible to support a pregnancy of your size... a fact that fills you with no small amount of pride~

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Your words in my mouth - TBOSAS

Sejanus Plinth x fem!professor-reader

warning : +18, smut, little emotional, angst, crying, handjob, praise/mommy-kink, power abuse, mommy issues

Summary : She was his literature professor and he was her student. His thoughts were shameful and inappropriate. And yet he couldn't help himself until the house of cards collapsed when she suddenly let his thoughts out to the class. A conversation would be unforgettable, a conversation with unexpected consequences.

Info : So this is a elaborates idea from me and with the amazing mind of @tinfairies who I rode this also for (besides myself and all you simps). So have fun reading with little Sejanus and I see you in the next work ;)

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Literature was his favorite subject, not because he was so eloquent or needed that extra good grade. No, his dark eyes were on her all the time. His professor. The young professor in the prime of her life had a husband at home and a small child to look after.

She had her job and her classes to teach and supervise. The last thing on her mind was him, he was sure of that. But she was everything to him.

Ever since he had seen her from the first day he had been torn away from his district, had sought help in his mother's arms, had retreated to his room in shame and looked at the photo of his professor, he couldn't get her out of his mind.

The red dress on her body with the black buttons and the leather gloves in the same dark color. It was the normal outfit of the professors and yet he couldn't take his eyes off it.

The way her clothes always seemed to be a size too small, the buttons worn out, the shapely hips supported by the belt she wore from time to time. The stockings he was sure were on her legs when she bent over and, of course, dropped a pencil right at that moment.

It took him every effort to keep the book on his hard center. He tensed up when he saw that she seemed to be wearing a thong next to the black fabric of her knee socks, he was sure.

She did everything just for him. And if he couldn't stand it, his hand had already wandered under his waistband as he fled to the toilet and tried to hold back his noise.

He felt miserable when he came, the thick cum covering his hand almost soiled himself and he often walked around with a jacket to cover his shame.

He wrote down his thoughts about her at night, trying to hold back the excited noises while his imagination ran wild in his head. Her look, her behavior, her touch, her body, her care. He would be good for her, he certainly would.

Until the day he learned that underneath his caring, almost maternal professor was something else entirely. ,,I would like to read one more piece of work because of the time, the rest you could send me at the end of the week," she said and the students in the red uniforms put away their pencils and books.

The woman was proud of her course, many future poets could become from the students, but her gaze rested knowingly on Sejanus' for a moment and she couldn't help smiling before she took the papers and placed them on her desk. ,,The assignment is from Sejanus Plinth," she announced and as always there was more or less euphoric clapping for anyone brave enough to submit theirs. But instead of pride and joy, he was filled with sheer fear.

He had submitted nothing, neither a word nor a sentence. But his heart skipped a beat when he looked in his shoulder bag and saw that his notebook was no longer there. He felt awful, nervous and excited.

A fact he could not deny as the heat rose to his ears and cheeks. She would read it out, there was no doubt about it, but if he stood up now and made a scene it would only get worse.

,,Every day I lay my eyes on you. See exactly how the red on your body nestles, wishing it were my hands that embraced you. Exploring you like he is allowed to do every day...but not me. I look after you at night thinking of the day when you walked around. Your smile to me when you bend down to me I can see in your silhouette. You never wear a bra and yet I know that you only do it for me. That at night it is you who touches me you would love me and love me. I would be better than him I would be good for you I would give myself up just to be touched by you. So I ask you one chance my beloved one chance only and I am yours forever just let me be good for you" she said and would have turned another page to reveal his fantasies had the bell not rung and the students stood up.

Sejanus released the breath he had been holding and looked nervously at his friend Coryo, giving him an indefinable look. ,,Thank you as always, I'll see you next week. Sejanus would you please stay a moment," she said and he almost flinched as he practically tried to escape from the room.

The red masses of students moved past him and he turned to her, closing the door of the hall, his footsteps echoing as he came to a halt in front of it. His bag slipped from his shoulder and slid to the floor as their eyes met. ,,Do you realize what that means?" she asked, her voice full of sternness, a tone he had rarely heard.

He secretly wished that she would treat him harshly only to praise him afterwards. ,,What does it mean? Mr. Plinth!" she called his name he lowered his gaze feeling his heart beat rapidly as his lower lip began to tremble he slowly but surely realized how stupid he was.

His vision blurred slightly as tears of helplessness formed in his eyes. ,,I-I Miss...I'm sorry," he mumbled powerlessly, afraid that if he spoke louder his voice would break. He saw her tilt her head slightly for a moment and sigh in disappointment before, to his amazement, she used her hand to play with his black curls.

,,You stupid boy" she said, he saw the smirk on her lips as she gently pulled him closer to her, he obeyed it was only natural that he tried everything to please her. ,,I'm sorry Ma'm" he said again hope resonating in his voice as he slowly cuddled up to her watching her but she let him.

Making him understand that it was all right. ,,Tell me, Sejanus, do you really want to go under my desk while I teach you, ride you, call you my good boy...do you want me to be your mommy?" she asked, hearing him whimper in shame as she read his fantasies from the book. It was enough when she stroked his cheek that the tears of shame flowed down his cheeks and she cared for him.

,,Don't cry, you're making a fool of yourself...here, let me help you. A good boy with such desires must be rewarded," she whispered to him, hearing his surprised gasp as her hand moved under the waistband of his pants and began to stroke his cock.

,,Yes-yes I will-please Mommy be good," came breathlessly from him as he closed his eyes and her other hand pulled at his curls every now and then, grinning as he whimpered and jerked his hips and she ran her thumb over the tip of his cock.

,,Ohh I know you'll be good my stupid stupid boy" she joked and let go of his hair before running her thumb over his soft lips, tracing them and making a satisfied sound as he started to suck her finger on his own, showing her how good he would be if she had him on her knees.

,,So eager," she heard his muffled assent, the muffled moans and whimpers, the tear-streaked look, the danger of another one getting inside. But when she pressed her fingers further down his throat, making him gag and squeezing his balls, he let out an angelic protest.

,,I-I no mommy I was good" he cried not understanding the look before she leaned forward and took her fingers out of his mouth and his spit mixed with the tears before she licked her fingers clean. His cock twitched and she heard the slight squeeze of his balls and the pathetic groan of her nickname.

,,Good? I'll let you come you crybaby if I get to see your pretty little ideas from now on," she suggested and took her hand off his cock. Saw how it tore him out of the whole moment and he almost threw himself against her, his lips kissing her hand again, not daring to kiss her.

He again threatened him with tears, ,,Yes of course of course you may Ma'm I'll give you anything you want...just please please let me come" he said hastily and she smiled as she stroked his cheek. Wiped away his tears and gave him a kiss, her hand wandering back into his pants.

He kept up the fast, steady pace, almost threatening to topple over as he tried to hold back. Not to touch her for too long as she had not yet allowed him to.

Her lips kissed him again, his voice and sounds drowned in the kiss. She broke away and said a simple, ,,Come for Mommy," his throaty gasp echoing through the hall as he poured himself into her hand.

Breathing heavily, she supported him for a moment before taking her hand off him, carelessly wiping his cum on his red skirt, tousling his hair and gathering her eyes. ,,Was I...was I good?" he asked as he opened his eyes again, not yet seeing his fucked image until he saw himself in the toilet mirror with embarrassed shame and arousal.

,,You were a good boy for me, Sejanus," the older girl replied, giving him one last kiss on the forehead and watching his hand reach out for her before she broke away from him, the grin never leaving her lips. Knowing full well that she had her stupid boy in her hands.

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taglist : @tinfairies , @amasochistsdeath , @solosallyourfavs , @cherrygummycandy , @meadowscollectivelight

[greatbigbellies]

A cursed(?) maternity dress that makes you pregnant when your wear it, but lifting the dress reveals your regular non-pregnant belly. Basically, you must keep your belly covered.

OOOH YOOUUUU.... That is preg kink monkey's paw shit... I get to look all cute and pregnant, but I can't show off my bare belly? That IS a curse! I should be able to lift my dress to show off the belly!!!!

I'll take it over NOT being pregnant, but as soon as I can get a differently cursed item that makes me pregnant, I'll trade it out...

Maybe a cursed pregnancy belly support belt that makes you pregnant, but increases the size (and weight) of your belly if you have direct line of sight of your feet, until it blocks your view...

in a twist, the most flexible wearers end up with the biggest tummies.

[peaches2217]

i have a little headcanon to share didjaosskspcjfnsls

i like to think that mario had always wanted kids. when he found the right person, he would drop everything to have ten of them. but as he got older, there was a little fear in the back of his head that he would never be in the financial position to have a family. back in brooklyn, him and luigi were barely making enough money to survive. he kinda put that dream of a family aside.

soooo… when peach eventually gets pregnant, she finds him crying all on his own one day. she was really worried until she found out that they were happy tears. mario was finally able to put his mind at rest. he could have a family just like he always wanted. he didn’t have to worry about money and not being able to give his child the life they deserved. he was married to a royal, after all. peach had plenty of money to spare.

long story short, mario is super happy he can spoil his precious babies.🥹

THIIIIIIIIIIIIS EXACTLY THIS ANON

It doesn’t even occur to him at first, because it’s been so long since he’s wanted for anything. He’s just happy and excited! It’s not until a few days later, when the reality of the situation starts setting in, that he starts thinking about finances. There’s so much to do! They’ve gotta start stocking up on supplies, and he definitely wants to build a nursery, and he’d also like to splurge and get something for Peach to help her remain comfortable as the months progress, but there’s so many options and he wants to narrow it down to what she can use the most for the longest —

But he realizes, just as quickly, that he doesn’t have to narrow it down. He can get her a whole maternity wardrobe and one of those belts that supports your belly once it gets big and one of those big fancy pillows that wraps all the way around your body. For that matter, they can buy all the excessive luxuries she could ever want and all the supplies they’ll need until their kid turns three and never once break a sweat! What’s he trying to crunch numbers for?

At first he feels a little silly for the unnecessary worrying… then it starts to set in that, at one point in his life, those worries wouldn’t have been unnecessary at all. All these daydreams about pampering his wife and spoiling their child? He hasn’t had them since he was practically a child himself, because in adulthood, he was forced to acknowledge that he’d probably never have the means to make any of it happen. Now here he is, a consort to the most beautiful queen, and just as Peach was raised in plenty, their kid — their kids, because they can actually feasibly support more than one — will never have a need that can’t be attended to. They’ll want for nothing. It’s a childhood fantasy coming true in real time.

Peach is initially terrified when she finds him hunched over their writing desk bawling his eyes out, because Mario doesn’t really cry. But he just hugs her and thanks her and promises he’s going to spoil her and their baby rotten, and that’s enough to put her mind at ease.

[riverofjazzsims]

Raiden Katsumi for @bunnithechubs Penny Pizzazz BC

Raiden Katsumi

Young Adult

Orientation: Heterosexual

Reside: Mt. Komorebi

Aspirations: Party Animal

Traits: Cringe, Insider, Loyal, Paranoid, Materialistic

Raiden was the kid his Parents never wanted, and not once did they attempt to hide this fact from him. Thank god for his maternal Aunt Sakurai, who made up for all the love his parents couldn't bother to have for him. She is the reason he turned out not to be a complete sociopath he is sure he would've become if left to the constant care of his parents.

When Raiden was 13 he went to live permantly with his Aunt until she passed away unexpectintly when he was 16. To which his parents responded by enrolling him into an elite boarding school not far from where he and his Aunt Sakurai lived in Mt Komorebi. Continuing to ignore him per their usual.

Needless to say Raiden has/had a LOT of resentment and as a big Middle Finger to his parents he moved back to San My after graduating early. With his crisp business degree from One of the Top Business schools, coincidentally named after his Great Grandfather, and got involved with a modeling company that had their hands in various ventures. For a small stint Raiden was gracing billboards in some of the major metro areas and even one directly across from his parents posh high-rise apartment. Around this time he legally changed his last name to his Aunts and sent his parents the paperwork. But his goal to remind his parents he existed in ways that would make them blush didn't end with modeling.

Enter Wicked Whims Productions and his alter ego "Rider Long". He took the adult industry by storm and has 10 WW films under his belt and won the BDE (Big D!ck Energy) award 3x All 3 times he made sure to publicly thank his parents, by name, for all their support ( Yeah each time their lawyer contacted him with a cease and desist and other random legal threats)

Now Raiden has puts that top tier business degree to good use, as he invested well from his WW Film earnings. Today he owns Fantasy Bunny ,a service in Mt. Komorebi, that specializes in helping couples spice up their love life/ woohoo, as well as offering a safe place for their kinks to be explored.

And exploring is what Raiden wants to do, for all his varied experiences, he has not completely walled off his heart. No worries this man comes with baggage on wheels and his own idiosyncrasies at times makes getting to know who he is, let alone to be in a relationship with, will be work. So when his old WW manager reached out about a BC for one Penny Pizzazz, one look at that simsta page had his thoughts spiraling out and he is lowkey obsessed with the idea of getting to be in her sphere and the cat and mouse of pulling her into his. Oh, and the fact that his parents would HATE him airing his potential love life and past life ..

You know what he says to that … F*ck Victor and Lily

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[madameaug]

Turkey Turkey Day

Pairing: Jungkook x Jennette

Context: New parents Jungkook and Jennette getting food prepared with their little Peanut. Peanut is 3 months <3

Jennette listened attentively to the baby monitor to watch out for when Peanut woke up. Peanut was sleeping on her back with her hands resting above her temple. Her feet occasionally rubbed against each other, so she would be waking up soon. Jennette would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night just to watch Peanut breathe. It didn't matter if she was exhausted or just put the toddler down from feeding. She would get up again and make sure she was okay.

Lucky for the new parents, they just had to host Thanksgiving. Their parents were bringing all of the dishes that they would be eating. They weren't heartless. No way could three months postpartum could Jennete prepare a proper Thanksgiving dinner.

"Jungkook, do you wanna go wake up Peanut. It's getting close to her feeding time." Jungkook in the middle of brushing his teeth nodded. He rolled his neck to the side. He was dressed up semi-formally. A brown collared shirt, with khaki pants. A gold watch on his wrist and he was rocking his shorter hairdo. Jungkook cleaned up nicely.

"You look beautiful Jeanie."

Jennette was putting on more than a graphic t-shirt and maternity pants for the first time since Peanut was born. She still had a bump but was slowly returning to her pre-pregnancy weight. She wasn't too worried about losing the baby weight. It made her nostalgic. She grew a tiny human in this deflating belly. The same tiny human that had captured her heart since she came into the world a few months ago.

Nevertheless, soaking in the tub and getting gussied up still felt good. Going along with the brown theme, Jennette was in a puffy-sleeved maxi dress. Around her hips was a gold belt, that gave her that hourglass shape. The baby weight that she had was distributing itself nicely. Her breast went up a cup size, and she butt was more pronounced. She was a walking definition of a milf. An inside joke with Nala.

"Damn I look good."

Jennette shamelessly took pictures of herself. Her face card was valid with matte look. Her Coi Leray braids were freshly done two nights ago and her confidence was high. Now it was time to go see her baby.

She didn't expect to see her three-month-old newborn in a miniature. turkey outfit. Peanut was awake, bubbles coming out of her mouth. Jungkook was playing with her feet. Giving them rapid kisses.

"Why is my baby a turkey?"

"I saw it on Amazon and thought it was too cute not to buy." Jungkook gently lifted Peanut out of her crib. He supported her head as she laid her cheek on his shoulder. Peanut’s fat feet were sticking out of the turkey onesie. The hood was decorated to look like feathers, with a small peak on the top. Jennette wanted to coo, seeing how small Peanut looked compared to her father. She was a little bit bigger than his pecs.

"She does look adorable." Jennette snapped another picture. She would definitely send this picture to her family group chat.

"Come on let's feed her, before she everyone shows up.”

<3. <3. <3.

Peanut in all her turkey glory was the center of attention at the dinner table. Her travel crib was pulled up beside Jennette and Jungkook. This was the first time that the grandparents could touch their grand baby.

Jungkook and Jennette wanted a couple of weeks to themselves with Peanut. They didn’t want to be suffocate under the new baby attention. And now that Peanut had a couple of vaccines in her system, they were slowly introducing her to other adults.

Jungkook’s mother currently held Peanut in her arms, bouncing her softly. Peanut was staring at her grandmother, leaning forward to leave wet “kisses” on her cheek. In any other context the sight would be gross, and very unsanitary. But it was melting the hearts of the older adults.

Jennette ate the Korean-Soul food dishes. She had her favorites from each couzine. Mac n cheese, collard greens, honey butter cornbread, and her mother in law kimchi. She was eating good, and baby duty was being happily taken care of by her parents/ in laws.

Jennette was truly grateful and thankful for her family.

[marzipanandminutiae]

U seem to know a bit abt corsets, and I’ve been wondering, what is the actual difference between like… day-to-day ones vs ones that are more Just For Fashion ? Are they built different or was it more of an advertising thing? Like when you see some ad like “oh this bra is DESIGNED for HIKING” and you try it and it’s basically a regular bra

I will not be able to cover all of them, because there were various Patents Georgs going around in the 19th century coming up with 10,000 new types of corsets per day, who were outliers adn should not be counted. You can find patents out there for designs that were almost certainly never actually sold, some with extreme and bizarre specificity. But more popular adaptations included:

corsets with less boning/differently placed boning/shorter boning/boning of allegedly more flexible materials. what you might call your standard corset of the 19th century was boned with flexible steel or baleen at many points throughout the garment, vertically, from the top edge (usually nipple-level) to the bottom (top of one's hips, in most decades; sometimes as low as mid-hip). some of these were aimed at women who did physical labor- bet Symington never realized their Pretty Housemaid model would take the corseted world of 2023 by storm, but here we are -and some were intended for various athletic pursuits

corsets with adaptations for hot weather. these were usually made of mesh between the boning channels, and quite popular for summer wear, or women living in hot climate

children's corsets. don't let the name scare you! these were almost invariably just vests with some cording or quilting to stiffen them, fastened in a way that made figure reduction or reshaping quite impossible. they were used for extra warmth and to encourage good posture

maternity corsets. while one could simply let out the lower part of one's normal corset to accomodate a pregnancy- and many women did -there also existed purpose-made corsets for the expectant mother. these generally featured laced or buttoned panels on the lower sides, that could be opened wider and wider as needed. (to answer the question of why women wouldn't just ditch their corsets during pregnancy, I refer you to Breasts and the Support Thereof For Comfort. also Multiple Skirt/Petticoat Waistbands and the Potential Digging Thereof Into One's Abdomen.)

men's corsets. often called "health belts" in the period, which is more helpful in actual primary source research on this topic than simply typing in "men's corsets." these were marketed along the order of weight belts today, aimed at men doing heavy physical labor, and looked very similar to those modern garments. however, it's well-known that some men quietly used them as shapewear instead.

I'm sure there are others I'm not thinking of, but those are the main unusual corset sub-types that come to mind

[silversdragonemporium]

Post Silver Snow in which Dimitri survived… They are doing their best to reconstruct everything that was destroyed in the war and both are plagued with survivor guilt.

Byleth took Dimitri as her prince consort for political reasons. Faerghus is happy he survived and his blood will go on into the new royal family.

They are now trying to have her first heir but both are falling apart at the seams because they are dumbasses who cannot communicate and are trying to pretend the almost every day baby making is for Fodlan when they are stupidly in love and way too horny about each other to properly function in society.

Also they are actively falling in love with each other even more every day now that they live together and actively participate in projects and ideas for reconstruction that made them see the other with the same feeling of hope, love and wonder of a 4 year old who just discovered his first favorite dinosaur.  

Silver Snow can be hopeful if you squint really hard and lowkey forget how to read….

Yeah - I am still in denial and crying.

Anon I’m so sorry I didn’t respond right away! I wanted to give it a proper response… And then I goldfish-brain’d with it. But I’m back and ready to answer!

Honestly, having him just appear out of NOWHERE in SS is so sad… and unexpected! Sure, we rescue Claude in AM and Edie has the “I wanted to walk with you :(“ scene in VW which is just straight up lifted from SS but let’s not think too much about it but Dimitri is the only one that we got told “he super died” and then we see him. It’s so odd, and so interesting… but really freaking sad.

SO ANYWAY yes, I can see Byleth, new divine monarch of the entire continent, taking up a spouse with a claim over part of the territory. It helps de-ruffle the feathers of the nobility by giving more legitimacy to her line. So on paper, it sounds great!

However, I can see how much they both could struggle with intimacy once married. (Like. Emotional intimacy, they absolutely do not struggle to get to the actual boning.). Pre-Gronder Dimitri’s problems with intimacy are pretty obvious (bucketloads of survivor’s guilt, complicated grief, hallucinations, his maternal figure was emotionally distant, etc.) but Byleth has the combo-wombo of “my class leader was in cahoots with the jerks that killed my dad and I didn’t notice until it was too late”, “I had to kill my class leader with my own hands”, “I had to kill the person that gave me a home because she went berserk-dragon-mode” and “to me, my father died like a year ago”.

I’m not necessarily saying that Byleth would revert back to “Ashen Demon :^|” mode, but I can see how she would at first try to approach the marriage as a purely practical arrangement(which it started as) but then feel guilty that she might’ve kinda-sorta indirectly strong-armed Dimitri into becoming her spouse? Since, she is the savior of Fódlan and that title does carry some clout, especially when compared to Dimitri who has no mayor military accomplishments in the war under his belt apart from almost getting killed om the 3-way battle that was Gronder Field.

On the other hand, when Dimitri is in a bad place mentally we already know that he just shuts everybody else out and only listens to what his ghosts say. So you can imagine what the disembodied chorus of ghosts have to say about the arrangement and how it would feed into the “has no right to happiness” feeling he seems to fall back on (aka the kind of thinking that’d make a dude say “yeah I’ll be happy when I die and my subjects are happy” with no irony at all).

They could start off in “super denial” mode, then having the “oh no I like-like them” and stopping by the “it’s foolish to assume that the other like-likes me” spot before reaching, “I will do anything for their happiness so I’ll support their pet reconstruction projects to make them happy”-ville before finally arriving to “wait they like-like me too!?!!?!” destination.

Thank you so much for the ask, Nonnie! Sorry again for taking so long, but better late than never, eh?

[depressedhouseplant]

🔞 In Darkness I Found You 🔞

Chapter 19

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A/N: This is it! The grand finale! Until I post bonus content that is

“I think you’re more anxious than me,” Jungkook looked over at Hobi. They were making their first official visit to a surrogacy center since both of them became certified.

“I keep going to the worst case scenario,” Hobi told him.

“Then let me do the talking,” Jungkook said. Hobi took a deep breath.

“Good idea,” he replied.

“Of course it is,” Jungkook laughed. The waiting room was clean and well lit. It was above ground with windows that let in plenty of light. That was the first positive Hobi saw. A petite Beta woman approached them.

“Good morning, gentleman. I’m Sana and I’ll be showing you around today. For legal purposes I have to confirm that you’re both Registered Inspectors,” she said. Hobi and Jungkook handed over their credentials. She checked something off on the tablet she was holding then returned them.

“If you’d follow me,” she said. They got up and trailed behind her.

“We’re the newest center in the system. There’s been a much higher demand for suburban and rural centers lately. Most of the Omegas are unhoused though a few do have their own residences. All of them are allowed to come and go as they please as long as they’re on time for their appointments. If they need assistance with travel, we also provide that. Every Omega is given a monthly stipend to cover unexpected expenses and personal purchases. That comes out of the fee we charge for our services. We provide maternity clothing and things like support belts, nursing tops, and any other orthopedic device recommended by the doctors,” she told them as they walked down a hallway. It was lined with doors, some opened and some closed.

“Are these the rooms?” Jungkook asked.

“Yes. All the Omegas are given their own bedroom and bathroom. There are no rules about keeping the doors open or closed. Some of them prefer privacy during later pregnancy,” she replied.

“How do you prevent multiple pregnancies within a few months?” Hobi looked over at Jungkook. This was where he knew better than any of them.

“Once an Omega gives birth, they’re given heat blockers for a full year from the date of the birth. After that, they can either place themselves on a reserve list or full availability,” Sana replied. “After 3 years, they’re asked to be put for full availability. We’ve found through research that heat blockers lose their potency by 75% at or after 3 years.”

“And what about Omegas with miscarriage issues?” this answer hinged on whether or not Jungkook would sign off on this facility.

“If an Omega miscarries twice then we do a full examination to determine the cause. If no physical cause can be determined then they’re given a hormone treatment to help them carry to term,” she replied. Jungkook nodded.

“The paperwork says this is a mixed facility?” Hobi finally spoke up.

“Yes, we have a 50 / 50 distribution of male and female Omegas. Medically there’s no difference, however some couples are more comfortable with a specific super-gender,” she explained.

“And you said no Alphas are allowed unless they’re picking up a pup or a medical professional?” Hobi continued.

“Correct. We also have a separate scent controlled area for the Alphas to give their samples for insemination. The Omegas have their implantation done at an approved hospital with a Registered Inspector present,” Sana had led them down to an area that required keycard access. Hobi and Jungkook looked at each other.

“This is our birthing area. We keep it controlled for the privacy and safety of the Omegas either scheduled for a c-section or in labor,” she smiled.

“What’s that?” Hobi asked. Sana looked over at the large tubs against one of the walls.

“Those are the birthing tubs. Some Omegas prefer to give birth in water. It’s best for ones carrying a litter,” she explained.

“I want one,” Jungkook chuckled.

“We’ve got a pool,” Hobi replied. Jungkook rolled his eyes. Sana led them around the rest of the building, the outdoor area, and exercise area.

“We offer prenatal exercise classes if the doctors have cleared them for activity,” she said as Hobi and Jungkook marveled at the fully equipped gym. Sana led them back to the lobby.

“Do you have any questions? I can always forward any issues to the director of this area,” she said. Hobi looked at Jungkook.

“I believe you’ve covered it all,” Jungkook replied. “I’m comfortable signing off if my colleague is.” Hobi nodded his agreement.

“Excellent! If you think of anything, don’t hesitate to contact us. Will we be seeing you next month?” she handed them the tablet to sign off.

“And every month after unless one of us is reassigned. Though I’ll be on maternity leave starting in June,” Jungkook said.

“Congratulations and if you need information on a birthing tub please let me know,” she smiled. Jungkook chuckled and Hobi gave him a dirty look.

“I will,” he smiled.

“So, how did it go?” Yoongi asked when Hobi got home.

“Jungkook signed off on it and I know he was in the same place you were so I’m fine with it,” Hobi replied.

“I told you that you could trust his opinion for both of us,” Yoongi poked him in the side.

“I feel like this is what your lives were supposed to be,” Hobi settled down on the bed next to Yoongi.

“Well if you’re happy with it, I was thinking we could have a surrogate,” Yoongi replied.

“But wouldn’t that only be my DNA?” Hobi asked.

“No, you fool. A surrogate only carries the pup of the parents. I’d have an egg retrieval and you’d donate your sperm. Then the embryo is implanted into the surrogate. Did you sleep through that part of the training?” Yoongi asked.

“I thought they were carrying their own pups!” Hobi replied. Yoongi did a literal facepalm.

“I think you might actually be stupid,” the Omega replied.

“Excuse you,” Hobi pouted.

“Anyway, if you’re amenable to the idea I thought once Jina is a little older we could use a surrogate,” Yoongi said.

“I’m open,” Hobi replied.

“Good,” Yoongi kissed him.

Two and a half years later, Hobi and Yoongi brought home another healthy baby girl. Jina and Sangyeon, Tae and Jungkook’s son, were thrilled to have a baby in the house.

“Are you happy?” Hobi asked late one night when they were up with Hyerin.

“Stupid happy,” Yoongi kissed him.

“Me too,” Hobi agreed.

“I love you, Jung Hoseok,”

“I love you too, Min Yoongi,”