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surrogate-fawn · 1 year ago

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Nesting (Werewolf AU)

Prompt: "The baby feels so low" [Also inspired by @hush-writes-preg's "Spooky Season Day #3" prompt. He can consider this an early birthday gift as well!]

Characters: Fawn, Newt/Asher - Pre-Polly Relationship ((Newt is owned by @mittysins, and Asher is owned by @killer-orca-cosplay.))

Context: This takes place in a modern world where werewolves are common amidst human society. Fawn is a packless Beta who is about to give birth to her ex-mate's pup. Newt, an Omega, and Asher, an Alpha, are a mated pair who took Fawn into their home -- despite the fact they're expecting a pup of their own in a few months. The three have formed a close friendship, though Fawn still feels like an outsider. After all, she was human only a year ago.

Disclaimer: This fic contains lore for my, Mitty's, and Orca's werewolf AU -- be forewarned there will be worldbuilding mixed in with the kink stuff. If story-heavy kink is your kind of thing -- like it is for us three -- enjoy!

TW: A/B/O dynamics, but within the context of a werewolf society; mentions of past abuse, werewolf-related birth troubles.

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Smoky whisps of incense scented the room with lavender. The shades were drawn over the windows to block the fading sun. Golden fairy lights twinkled in the gossamer curtains woven through the support beams of the nesting tent, the only dots of light in the dark room.

The nylon pop-up tent was specially designed for those who were nesting. It clung to the baseboard and covered the entire bed in a snug, arched shelter. It could be zipped or unzipped in sections to create windows and doors as needed, or it could be shut tight for total privacy. The interior of the tent was stuffed full of jumbo-sized Squishmallow plushies, three oversized duvet covers, and one very pregnant werewolf.

"How you doing, Mama?" the mop-haired Alpha sitting bedside asked.

Fawn's pointed ear flicked in the direction of his voice in acknowledgement before she opened her eyes. She lay curled around a giant fox pillow, the soft material supporting her belly as she lay dozing in the tent. She had opened a section of the tent by the headboard so she could leave the nest if she wanted, but at the moment she didn't feel safe anywhere else.

"I've been better," she said, her voice lagging with fatigue.

A dewy layer of sweat clung to her whole body. Her clothing was shed to the bedroom floor, save for a black tank top and pair of boyshorts. The air around her was temperate, but her body burned with a mild fever. Her muscles felt heavy and useless, tired from months of carrying her pregnancy whilst fighting the tremors of rejection sickness. The worst of it had passed over time; but here she was, still feeling the effects of breaking her pair bond almost ten months later.

Oh, and being in labor for the last nine hours was not helping the situation.

The soft click of the door handle caught their attention. The pair of cryptids lifted their heads to look as it opened, the hallway light reflecting green in the mirrors of their eyes.

Newt's familiar scent -- much stronger than his mate's -- overpowered the lavender as he entered the room. Fawn's sinuses tingled with the spicy-sweet aroma of his smell, comparable to sassafras, that indicated his pregnancy as much as the grapefruit-sized swell of his lower belly. Fawn still struggled to describe the scents that were new to her.

The Omega approached her nest and held out the glass of tap water he'd been sent to fetch. Fawn craned her neck and lapped from it, her mouth too parched to obey her command. Her tongue was longer than it had once been, able to bring water to her throat as easily as any straw. She didn't pause to wrap her lips around the edge of the glass until her thirst was mostly quenched.

"Jeez, don't drown," Newt chuckled as Fawn took the drink from his hand.

Asher, the Alpha, got up from his seat and offered it to his mate with a nod of his head.

Fawn gulped down the last of the water and came up panting for air. "Don't tell me what to do," she retorted with a tired, playful grin.

"Don't tell her what to do, babe," Asher said, unable to disguise the smirk on his face as he set the empty glass on the bedside table.

The three shared a brief, quiet laugh.

Fawn's eyelids drifted closed as the room settled back into silence. She shimmied herself deeper into her pile of softness, falling easily into a twilight sleep; at least, for a few more minutes.

A huff of air left Fawn's nose a split second before her brow creased in discomfort. "Ash, start it," she said, curling tighter around her pillow.

"Yes, ma'am." Asher fumbled to unlock his phone and started the timer on his stopwatch app. "Started."

Fawn filled her lungs with air with one long breath and released it as a drawn-out exhale. The contraction coiled itself around her hips and squeezed, growing tighter by the second. The pain grew like a stinging vine around her belly, her ribs, her back, even wrapping around her upper thighs.

With a low groan, Fawn rolled herself onto her back. Her legs fell open at a wider angle than normal -- a sign her hips were loosening in preparation for her large pup to come through. She continued her ritual of slow, deliberate breathing as the contraction continued to climb to its dreaded peak.

Newt leaned into the opening in the tent, enough for him to run a gentle hand over the clammy skin of Fawn's arm. He didn't say anything, but his touch brought her a sense of ease. Even knowing that Asher was in the room, even if she couldn't see him, made her feel better. They'd only known each other a month, but she couldn't imagine surviving labor without them.

Fawn flashed her fangs in a snarl as the contraction reached its apex, the part she dreaded each time. "Ugh!" she growled through her teeth, her head pressed back into the pillow.

Newt's eyes widened when Fawn hooked her hands beneath her knees, drawing her legs up on either side of her belly. "Are you pushing already?"

"She's what?!" Asher gasped in alarm, his face appearing over his mate's shoulder.

"No!" Fawn growled, hardly able to breathe enough to speak. "My legs are about to fuckin' dislocate!"

She could feel the pup pressing its way out, prying open the flesh of her cervix as her womb squeezed it down. The pressure sent stabbing waves of agony between her legs. Her birth canal opened a little more with each millimeter the pup dropped, and now it was putting unbearable pressure on the ball-socket joints of her pelvis.

Fawn grunted in relief as the contraction ebbed. She released her legs, draping them wide apart over her plushies. Thankfully, Newt and Asher's guest bed was queen-sized and allowed her plenty of space to spread out.

"It's done," she announced, so Asher could stop the timer.

"Ooh, getting close," Asher said. "That one was thirty-eight seconds."

Even that short burst of work sent drops of sweat rolling down Fawn's sides. She pulled her tank top over the curve of her belly and tucked the fabric under her swollen breasts. She caressed the sore underside of her bump in long, soothing circles. The skin around her womb was pulled smooth as glass from the weight of the pup inside. She could feel where its surface was gouged by deep, purple stretch marks. Her pup wriggled impatiently beneath her hands, as if able to sense her touch through the thinness of the skin.

"Call me crazy," she said, "but I'm hoping this baby takes its time. It might rip me apart if it tries to break the speed record."

Asher checked the recorded times in his phone. "You'll be fine, it doesn't look like they're in a hurry," he said. "Just stay relaxed and the pup will keep working its way down."

Fawn gave a thumbs-up. "Copy that, Sarge."

"So, guys, are we taking bets?" Newt asked, resting his upper torso inside the tent.

Fawn tilted her head to peer up at him from inside the canyon of her pillow plushie. "On what?"

"Boy or girl," Newt grinned. He propped his chin up on his hand and beamed down at the redheaded wolf woman. "Should we take bets?"

"You boys can if you want," Fawn said.

"Just you versus me, babe," Asher chuckled from somewhere else in the room. "Fawn already knows, that would be cheating."

"No, I don't," Fawn said, quiet and matter-of-fact. She turned her eyes to the little golden lights twinkling over her head. "I didn't know if a doctor would make me contact my mate, so I never went to one."

At the mention of him, the mating scar at the nape of Fawn's neck became hot. She grimaced, able to feel each small wound his teeth had left when he'd inflicted her with the curse of the wolves. It wasn't as strong of a reaction anymore; the pain had at one point been overwhelming.

When she'd taken that first step out of the apartment with the intention to never come back, the mark had burned so intensely she thought she could smell her flesh searing. She was lucky Todd hadn't been home, because he'd no doubt felt the same sensation on the back of his neck -- where he had forced her to mark him as her mate as well. Had he been home, Fawn wouldn't have made it out of the building before he'd realized what she was doing.

"Besides," Fawn added, "I have no idea if I should go to a doctor or a vet now." Her freckled face paled, and she looked back up at Newt. "Shit, is that offensive?"

Newt laughed and leaned in to rub his cheek against her forehead. "Nah."

Fawn smiled as he brushed against her, leaving a bit of his spicy-sweet scent on her skin. She was still adjusting to perceiving the world through scent as much as sight and touch, but she grew more comfortable with it each time the pair scented her. Scent was transforming into language the more she utilized it. Maybe she wasn't sure how to communicate with it, yet; but there was something about it she was starting to understand.

"We'll show you the ropes once you're over the rejection sickness," Asher said, leaning against the nightstand so he could peer into the nest. "So . . . this guy didn't explain any of our lifestyle to you?"

Fawn shook her head. "Not anything us hum-," she paused, pressing her lips into a thin line. "Not anything humans don't already know. Transformation and full moon stuff, basically. He had me sell my silver jewelry before he'd even kiss me. I didn't know werewolves were that sensitive to it."

The boys shared a concerned look.

"Um," Asher cleared his throat, "we aren't. Silver allergies are rare as hell. A few poor bastards had a fatal reaction hundreds of years ago, and humans assumed it was a rule for all of us."

"Good old stereotyping," Newt said.

The lines in Fawn's brow deepened. "That piece of dogshit," she muttered under her breath. "I sold my grandma's pendant for him!"

Goddammit! Why hadn't she thought twice about Todd suddenly needing to "borrow" that money?! Her mating scar throbbed, seeping heat like an open wound where their pair bond had once been. A fresh sweat dampened her brow.

Newt brushed a few stray curls from Fawn's eyes and tucked them behind the point of her ear. "Fuck him. He's a dick."

"Yeah, fuck him," Asher agreed with a frown. His ear twitched as his scowl deepened, knocking his glasses askew. "Alphas are supposed to protect our mates, not take advantage of them."

There was a brief pause. Asher took off his glasses, cleaned them on his shirt, and added: "For what it's worth, Fawn . . . I'm sorry on his behalf."

"Me, too," Newt nodded. "Not as an Alpha, but as a wolf."

Fawn sighed and draped an arm over her eyes. "Thank you for that, boys. It helps . . . at least a little."

She felt like the world's biggest idiot.

When they'd met, she'd been seduced by Todd's hyper-masculine physique and charmed by his overly protective "doting". How special she'd felt, having an Alpha werewolf want her -- an average human woman -- as his mate. In hindsight, being an average human woman was exactly what made him want her. Easy prey.

How quickly she'd regretted her decision to let Todd put her in a mating press. After she'd endured the weeks it took for her anatomy to shift into that of his kind, Todd had convinced her they needed to breed as soon as possible. He wanted a large pack, as many pups as she could give him. It didn't take her long to realize they were the only reason he'd claimed her. Days after leaving him, she'd detected the strange smell of sassafras on her skin -- though she wouldn't know what that meant for two months.

The rejection sickness had masked any symptoms of a pregnancy. The effects were like that of withdrawal: fevers high enough to cause delirium, tremors, nausea, and full-body aches. She'd spent endless days and nights confined to the bed of a sleazy motel room. What carried her through was the knowledge that Todd was feeling just as shitty as she was. Yet, in her darkest moments, Fawn considered going back to him just to make it stop.

Then, her world changed when a fellow wolf woman at the drugstore offered congratulations based on her scent. This prompted her to buy a pregnancy test, and the thought of going back never crossed her mind again.

"Fellas?" Fawn asked, still blindfolding herself with her forearm. "Is a large pack, like . . . a status symbol for y'all or something?"

Asher shrugged. "Not as much as it used to be," he said. "It used to be a big deal in the past, like before we had the treaty with humans. That was because our packs needed the numbers for defense. But now? Not as much."

"Except maybe for those freakishly traditional families," Newt chimed in.

"Mmm," Fawn hummed in acknowledgement. She placed her other hand on the upper swell of her belly and gave it a thoughtful rub. "Well, this baby is mine. I'm not giving birth for the sake of some insecure asshole. This is my baby."

"Damn right it is," Newt grinned, his blue eyes glittering in the low light.

After a few seconds of silence, Fawn's limp-hanging hand curled into a fist. "Mmm, Ash . . . " Her voice trailed off into a chesty groan.

Newt looked over at his mate. "Ash, start it."

Asher pulled out his phone with a nod. "Starting."

Newt massaged Fawn's shoulder as she once again pulled back her legs. The pressure in her hips was immense, and the contraction was heaving the baby down with unholy force. Fawn pulled harder on her knees until she felt her pelvis widen, the bones drifting apart like tectonic plates.

"Breathe, Fawn," Newt gently reminded. "You're holding it."

Fawn hissed out her breath like a deflating tire. "God, it's coming down," she groaned. She shut her eyes and whined as the pup pressed harder against her cervix.

"Change position," Asher offered, bending down to see inside the nest. "Let gravity help you out."

Fawn released a high-pitched whimper. "My hips . . . my hips hurt."

"Here, hold on." Newt reached around Fawn and pulled out another of her oversized Squishmallows from the pile. He left his chair and climbed onto the bed, crawling through the opening of the tent with the plushie in-hand. "Sit up, love."

Fawn reluctantly let her legs fall. Her bones were lead. With Newt's help, she got to her knees and straddled herself atop the large pillow plushie so her hips could remain open.

"There, that's better!" Asher said, sitting on the edge of the mattress. His phone screen reflected in his lenses, revealing the contraction had lasted twenty seconds already.

Fawn bent forward onto all-fours, rhythmically dipping her hips into the pillow as the pain climbed higher than it had before. The Omega at her side dug the heel of his hand into her lower back, allowing Fawn to rock back against the counter-pressure. Her deep breathing wavered, each inhale growing shallower until the wolf woman was full-on panting.

"Calm down, you're doing fine," Newt lulled, ghosting his claws over her spine. "Deep breaths, like you were doing."

Sweat appeared in shining beads on Fawn's reddened face, dampening the frizzy curls around her temples. "I can't," she gasped. All four limbs trembled, fatigued muscles giving up the last of their strength. "I can't . . . I need to lie down."

Fawn sank chest-first into the fox plushie, arms unable to support her weight. Her tongue dipped in and out of her mouth as she failed to control of her breathing. Her fingers sank into the duvet, claws tearing holes in the fabric.

The end of the tent unzipped, creating an arch-shaped door that Asher climbed in through. While Newt continued to knead Fawn's back, Asher laid himself beside her.

"Hey, Mama, look at me," he crooned, his face appearing in the corner of her vision. When her hazel eyes met his, he said: "You are owning this! There's no need to get freaked out. You're too tough for labor to beat. Take a deep breath for us, alright?"

Fawn wet her lips and maintained eye contact with the Alpha while she drew in a big breath.

"Good!" Asher smiled, patting her shoulder. "Now let it out and make the next one even deeper. Show that pain who's boss!"

She obeyed, but mid-inhale she choked on air. With a canid yowl, Fawn pressed herself against the Alpha's body. Her hips ground against the pillow, as if it would cushion the force of her pelvis being forced apart.

"Ugh, gravity's helping too much!" Fawn moaned into Asher's shirt. "This pup is about to fall outta me!"

"That's a good thing!" Asher encouraged, draping his arm over her and motioning for his mate to lie down beside them. "You're making progress. The pup will be here before you know it!"

Fawn's hips finally settled as the contraction eased off, but she still felt unable to move. Her pelvis sat wide open, and the hefty weight of the pup was sinking deep inside it -- even without the contraction.

“Augh, fuck,” she moaned, the sound rumbling in her chest. “Fuck . . . the baby feels low. It feels so fucking low!"

"Ash?" Newt asked as he rearranged the pillows to better support the three of them. "Are you still timing?"

Asher caressed Fawn's thigh as she shifted to support her upper body against the mountain of Squishmallows Newt had piled up. Newt reclined on his side beside her, flashing her a bright smile -- his fangs always hung over his lower lip when he smiled.

"No, I think we're just feeling it out now," Asher said. He'd left his phone charging on the nightstand, just in case they needed it. "I think we're 'reaching a checkpoint' as it were."

Newt rolled his eyes. "Gamers."

Fawn snuggled into the pillow mountain, trying in vain to get comfortable. It wasn't as dramatic as what they showed on television, but Fawn knew exactly what the hot rush of fluid was as it soaked the pillow between her legs.

"Umm, hey . . ." She nudged the pillow aside, revealing ribbons of cloudy water running down her inner thighs. "I think it's time to lose the shorts."

Asher pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "And checkpoint reached!"

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For five hours, no one left that tent. The room grew darker as the evening gave way to the early morning hours of pre-dawn. The boys stayed at either side of the laboring wolf woman, holding her steady in positions that allowed her pup to ease down with gravity.

Between contractions, the three werewolves lay side-by-side in tranquil silence. The sweat on Fawn's brow would dry, her feverish body would cool, but the warmth of two other bodies prevented the chills from returning. That quiet peace would be broken when Fawn vocalized during a new contraction, signaling the boys to sit her up and widen her stance.

Fawn was growing restless, wanting to switch positions several times during every contraction: squatting against the headboard, kneeling against one guy or the other, or falling into a half-squat in a pile of her plush pillows. The longer the night wore on, the more fidgety the laboring mother became.

At around four in the morning, as the trio rested together beneath the fairy lights, Fawn suddenly spoke:

"Is the cradle ready?"

"Hmm?" Asher sat up and readjusted his glasses.

"Is the cradle ready?" Fawn repeated. There was a glint of urgency in her eyes, although her tone was soft and even.

The fold-out mesh bassinet was visible from inside the nest, placed against the opposite wall. The pup's first outfit was already laid out atop the blanket lining the mattress -- a cotton quilt with embroidered rubber duckies that Newt had donated from the stash he was buying for his own pup.

After a quick glance, Asher responded: "Yep, it's ready and waiting."

"Can you grab some extra blankets or something?" Fawn pleaded. She gradually drew her legs up until her heels touched the underside of her thighs. "Just anything that's soft."

Newt sat himself up and gave his mate a knowing look. "Babe? You think this is that 'final nesting' the baby books talked about?"

Asher's eyes widened. "Oh, crap. It might be."

"What?" Fawn asked. She suddenly realized she couldn't remember what either of the boys had just said -- she wasn't fully aware of what was going on around her. It was so, so hard to focus on anything other than the pounding pressure that had come to rest in the curve of her tailbone.

The mated pair gave each other a nod.

"Ash and I have been reading books about pups like crazy this month," Newt explained in a lighthearted tone. "'Final nesting' is just what your brain does right before the pup is ready to come out."

Asher grabbed the corner of the topmost duvet and rolled it towards them until it became a padded cushion. He carefully slid it beneath Fawn and said: "Yep, it's an instinct. Got to make sure the pup has a safe place to land, you know."

Now it was Fawn's turn to go wide-eyed. "Wait . . . wait, is it happening?" she gasped, her head shooting up off the pillows.

"Maybe," Newt said. "You'll know if it is." He placed a pillow over his torso to protect his belly and scooted behind Fawn to support her into a squat.

"And if it isn't, then we'll just wait some more," Asher concluded. "Don't try to bear down if you don't need to."

Fawn nodded, gulping down the dryness in her throat. She had no idea what to expect with the next contraction. If the monstrous pressure she was feeling hadn't triggered her body to push by then . . . oh, God above, what was about to happen to her?

"I don't . . . don't know if I'm ready for this," she muttered.

Newt leaned in and rubbed his cheek against the side of her neck. "You're as ready as you'll ever be," he said. He intertwined his clawed fingers with her own.

Fawn didn't feel the next contraction as pain, only as a familiar tightness wrapping around her womb. All other sensation was snuffed out . . . massacred . . . left bleeding in the streets! . . . by the wicked downward thrust of her pup moving through her effaced cervix. There was nothing holding that baby in her womb any longer, and it was not waiting another minute to leave.

"Oh, my God!" she screamed -- out of fear more so than pain. Her hips jerked back, trying to escape the demonic pressure burning inside.

Newt squeezed her hands -- his claws never marking her skin. "You feel it?"

"Yes!" Fawn cried, her body shuddering under the hellish urge to push.

"Go with it," Asher encouraged, placing his hand on her knee. "Let's meet your pup."

Fawn held her breath and gave a shallow, hesitant first push. She wasn't sure if she was using the correct muscles, but it felt . . . how could she describe it? . . . it felt like she was doing something. A few seconds of strain later, she let up with a sharp yelp. Yes, she'd been doing it right. That slight nudge had sent the pup rushing forward.

"It's moving . . ." was all she had time to say before her body demanded she continue her efforts -- and double them!

Those few millimeters of progress kicked her urge to push into overdrive. Fawn braced her weight against Newt, put chin to chest, and bore down with every ounce of force she could. The crown of the head pressed deeper against her innermost walls with a fiery, thorny tug. The sensation of her baby moving through her after so many passive hours of labor was startling -- yet beyond rewarding.

Had her eyes been open to see, Fawn would have observed Asher's tender smile as he watched primal focus harden her features.

"Just like that, Mama," Asher praised, again stroking her thigh. "Don't hold back, give it your all!"

Sweat trailed down her flushed skin. Unable to hold the push any longer, Fawn emptied her lungs with a harsh grunt.

"It's already hurting me," she growled through closed fangs. Her voice strained as, for just a few horrible seconds, she resisted the urge to push. "Goddamn, this is gonna suck!"

Newt laid his chin on Fawn's shoulder as she sank into another deep push. "Whatever you feel, don't fight it," he offered evenly. "Your body knows what it's doing, Fawn. Listen to what it's telling you to do."

Fawn's ears pressed back against her head as her hips dipped lower to the duvet. She felt a small trickle of fluid drip from her labia, but the flow stopped as soon as she stopped pushing. A groan escaped the back of her throat as the contraction eased off and she was able to relax.

"That was great," Newt praised, unlacing their fingers and letting Fawn have her hands back. "You got the hang of it right off the bat."

Fawn sighed and balled the duvet beneath them in her claws. Her chest rose and fell quickly, and her pulse hammered in her neck. Any sense of physical comfort was gone now, even between contractions. She knew there would be no peace for her until this pup was out and in her arms . . . but God only knew when that would happen. God only knew if that would happen! The pup was barely inside her birth canal and Fawn was already terrified that it was going to get stuck.

"What if . . . what if I can't get it out?" she panted. Her lower back was screaming, so she shifted her hips forward. It didn't help. "What do we do if I can't get it out?!"

"Hey, hey, don't think like that," Newt helped Fawn recline a bit further against him. He steadied her in his arms, his hands gently massaging the curves where her belly met her ribcage. "There's no doubt in our minds that you can do this!"

"And I'm down here if you need a little extra help," Asher said. He carefully took Fawn's leg and draped it over his lap, helping to open her hips now that she was in a more reclined position. "We won't let anything happen to you or your pup, Fawn. That's a promise."

"You're safe here," Newt said in a low, soothing tone. He continued to apply soft pressure to her sides and back, kneading over her sore body as if smoothing out a delicate fabric.

Fawn never doubted for a second that she was in loving hands. She dreaded to think where she would be right now if the pair hadn't opened their home to her. Without their kindness, chances were that she'd be delivering her baby in a motel bathroom or on top of a cot in a homeless shelter. These two had given her the ultimate gift: a warm, safe place to give birth. She owed her pup's life to them.

"I know," Fawn said, snuggling down further into the nest. "I don't want to be anywhere else right now."

Newt bent down and pressed a kiss to Fawn's hairline. "Keep listening to your body. Don't rush what it's trying to do."

Fawn nodded, puffing out a breath as she felt the next contraction roll up from her back to her belly. "Okay . . . let's go."

She took in a slow lungful of air, waited for the contraction to build in strength, and pushed.

Her loosened joints spread easily for the pup's skull as it squeezed its way down her passage. It became an endless pattern: Fawn would push, the head would squeeze down, and her pelvic bones would spread over its shape as it passed beneath them. She could feel the rhythm of the changes.

Push. Squeeze. Spread.

Rest.

Push. Squeeze. Spread. Spread.

Rest.

Push. Squeeze. Spread. Spread. Spre-OW!

OW! OW! Oh, fuck! Now it was so too big! Her hips were filled to the maximum, her canal stretched wide around a huge pair of shoulders as they slipped from her womb. She could feel her labia bulging from between her legs -- and oh, God, they ached! There was nothing but a layer of her skin holding the pup in, and it felt like a bubble of gum about to burst!

But she couldn't stop pushing. Not now, not when everything was raw and stretched and open and hurting so goddamn bad! Fawn curled her toes into the mattress and wailed as she threw herself harder into pushing. Her voice grew louder as she felt the inflamed skin between her legs starting to open.

"Good job, Mama! Here it comes!" Asher cried, his voice raised to be heard over Fawn's roar of effort.

Asher had his eyes glued to the pale, wet sac pressing out of Fawn each time her body strained. He'd read in their books that it was common for werewolf pups to be born with their membranes wrapped around them. That was fine, he just had to be prepared to remove it.

A tiny spurt of fluid leaked out from around the sac as the head began to stretch the skin of the perineum. The pup's size seemed to be keeping most of its sac unruptured, the fluid too pressurized to leave the birth canal. Asher furrowed his brow but said nothing.

Of course, Newt took notice of his mate's unease. He swallowed the unease in his chest, and scented Fawn's hair with his cheek again in the hopes it would distract her.

"Ash sees the head," he crooned. "Keep going, you're pushing like a pro!"

With renewed vigor, Fawn gave into her body's needs. Asher waited until a few centimeters of the solid white membrane stretched open Fawn's lips, then he placed his index finger against the bulging sac to gauge how much fluid was inside. He felt the semi-solid squish of the pup's head just beneath the film, but his finger pad felt the swish of water when he pressed down. That wasn't a very good sign, but Asher still felt confident that he could handle it.

"I'm going to help you out a little, okay?" Asher told Fawn, cupping his hand over the crowning pup. "Focus on pushing, and I'll help you open up. I'll go slow."

Newt once again sensed Asher's unease and made it his mission to protect Fawn from sensing it, too. "Pup's almost out, Fawn," he said as he gave her shoulders a brief hug. "It'll be out quicker with Ash helping you. Just take a deep breath and let yourself stretch."

"I'm trying," Fawn whimpered. "I'm trying."

As Fawn bore down against the pup, Asher ran his fingers against the sides of her lips. He nudged her skin open bit by bit around the sac, watching as it stretched from a small oval to a wide circle over the course of several minutes. Asher cringed as he saw the skin of her labia discolor from a raw red to an almost beet purple with the width of the head.

Fawn, meanwhile, had fallen completely taciturn. Aside from wolfish growls and whimpers, she made no efforts to express her pain verbally. Her focus had shifted solely to bearing through the ordeal, working with her body to bring it to a swift end.

"Keep going, we're almost there!" Asher cheered. He had his hands positioned at the apex of her inner thighs, supporting the tight skin as Fawn pushed the head to its widest point.

Fawn shuddered and let her head fall back on Newt's chest. Her mind was a mess of black static as the pup's shoulders ground against her pubic bone. She arched her spine as the pup ceased to move for one heart-stopping moment. Then, in a sudden lurch, the sac-covered head popped free into Asher's waiting hands.

"Awesome! Awesome, Fawn!" Newt cheered, peering over her shoulder as much as he could. He could see the white membrane resting in his mate's palm. "Babe, you got it?"

Asher nodded. "I've got it, don't worry."

Without drawing attention to it, Asher took the claw of his thumb and carefully -- oh-so-carefully -- punctured the membrane at the base of where he felt the pup's neck should be. A quiet sploosh filled the nesting tent as amniotic fluid rushed over Asher's hands. He hooked his claw inside the tear and slowly peeled the sac over the pup's head.

There wasn't much hair on the pup's head -- unusual, though not uncommon -- but that wasn't what Asher was looking for. He craned his neck at a painful angle until he could catch a glimpse of the pup's face. When he saw it, he paled. The features were predictably swollen, but the puffy lips were hanging open and dripping a thick yellowish mucus. Asher thanked the stars above that he and his partner had read up about whelping -- for he was able to recognize the tell-tale symptom of waterlogged lungs.

The mates locked eyes with each other and nothing else needed to be said or done. They both understood.

"This is it, love," Newt said, leaning in to help Fawn hold her legs apart. "This next contraction is going to be the one."

Fawn's jaw gaped like a suffocating fish, but finally her voice obeyed her command: "Is my baby okay?"

Oh, hell. She must've smelled the pheromones of their stress. Newt had been hoping she wouldn't understood what the scent of fear was, yet.

Newt smiled at her and brushed her sweat-plastered hair away from her eyes. "They're fine, they just need some extra help."

"When you push, I'll give them a little tug," Asher said. "It's going to hurt, but it'll be over before you know it."

Fawn squeezed her eyes shut. "Can't hurt any worse than this," she mumbled. "Just do it."

The boys were expecting the horrific scream Fawn released when Asher began guiding out the first shoulder, but it still made their sensitive ears ring.

"You're so strong, Fawn!" Newt said into her ear. He felt her legs trying to close against the pain, and he had to pause to pull them back apart. "I know it hurts, but you're handling it so well! We're so proud of you!"

Asher kept his focus locked on delivering the pup as fast and as safe as possible. One hand supported the pup's body while the other pulled down on the emerging shoulder.

"Come on, little guy," Asher muttered under his breath. "Come on, you can do it."

With an audible pop of Fawn's hip joints -- and another yowl from the wolf woman herself -- the pup's first shoulder slipped free. Asher wasted zero time in hooking his thumb under the tiny arm and continuing his steady, gentle tug.

A rather disgusting squelch accompanied the pup as it slid onto the duvet. The remains of the membrane bunched around its feet as Asher scooped it into his hands. The body was grey and limp, and all three heartbeats stalled.

"What's wrong?!" Fawn cried. "What's wrong with it?!" She reached for her baby on instinct, but Newt held her back.

"It's okay!" he said, adjusting himself to block her veiw of Asher and the baby. "It's okay, I swear! Asher's taking care of it."

Newt stroked her sweaty face with the back of his hand, doing anything he could think of to soothe her. It didn't stop the tears from flooding the exhausted mother's eyes.

Behind his mate's back, Asher brought the pup's face to his lips. His mouth easily covered the nose and mouth of the newborn, and he gently sucked the sour-tasting fluid out of its airway. Asher spit the gunk into his sleeve and repeated the action, rubbing his thumb against the baby's chest as he did.

It was a process that lasted less than twenty seconds, but to all three werewolves it felt like eternity. But eternity ended when the pup sucked in a deep, squeaking breath. The sound of its first cry was shrill, but to the trio it sounded like singing.

Asher couldn't help but start crying as the little body he'd resurrected wiggled to life in his hands. "Here he is!" he said, voice wavering with joyful tears.

Newt sat back immediately, allowing Fawn to see the baby alive and well in Asher's arms.

"Here's our boy!" Asher announced, laying the crying baby over his mother's heart.

Through the haze of her tears, Fawn looked over every detail of her little boy. She saw the layer of damp fuzz covering his skin, the points on his pink, folded-over ears, and the coating of protective skin over his miniscule claws. She thanked whatever power was out there for that last detail, because such tiny needles would've been horrible to feel coming out.

"Sweetheart," she told the baby, wrapping her arms around him, "don't make a habit outta scaring me like that."

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"Is he already nursing again?" Newt asked as he placed the glass of water on the nightstand.

"He eats like a horse," Fawn chuckled, adjusting the nursing pillow under her baby. Jacob was the name she had settled on.

The sun was coming up now, filling her bedroom with a soft white light. Asher was on the floor, disassembling the nesting tent. It would be taken out again in a few months for Newt to use, but the Alpha was determined to Tetris the pieces correctly into their box.

Jacob was an aggressive nurser. Three hours old and this was his third time demanding his mother's milk. Newt and Asher insisted such an appetite was normal for a larger werewolf pup, but Fawn wasn't too thrilled to learn she was going to get even less sleep than she anticipated with a new baby.

Fawn quickly drained the glass of water. She wasn't sure if she would ever feel not-thirsty again. "So, Newt," she said, "I didn't scare you into wanting a C-section, did I?"

"Nah, not at all." Newt laid down on the bed beside Fawn, propping himself against the Squishmallow pile. "If you could get him out, I'm pretty sure I'll be okay."

Newt pet the thin strands of hair on Jacob's head. The newborn swiped a clumsy, mitten-covered fist over his head with a teeny-tiny growl. All three adults stopped and stared.

"Was that him?!" Asher asked from the floor.

"Yeah . . ." Newt said, withdrawing his hand. "He's very protective of his food."

Asher almost fell over laughing. "That's Alpha behavior if I've ever seen it!"

"How do you guys even determine that stuff?" Fawn asked. "Is it a sex thing?"

"Eh, a bit," Newt shrugged, "but it's also a personality thing." He tickled the folded tip of Jacob's soft ear, and got the same response as before.

"Ow!" Fawn jerked as her son bit down on her breast. "Stop annoying him, or I'm biting you, too!"

"Sorry," Newt chuckled.

"I can't thank you boys enough for this," Fawn said. "This werewolf shit is all sorts of weird for me, and . . . now I know for certain that Jacob wouldn't have been alright if you weren't with me."

"That's what packs do," Asher said, re-folding a segment of nylon tarp. "We look out for each other."

"Do we even . . . " Fawn stopped herself mid-sentence and looked away.

Newt grinned and touched his forehead to Fawn's temple. "I don't know. What do you think?"

Fawn grinned in return and rubbed her cheek against his hair, leaving her scent on his skin.

#fawn drabbles #mittysins #killer-orca-cosplay #Fawn/Newt/Asher #fpreg labor and birth #labor kink #birth kink #borrowed ocs #fpreg

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Some silly/random Stan questions:

Does Stan have any hobbies he keeps hidden? Are there ones he's more open about?

Stan's favorite video games? Are there any he'd be into playing with other people?

Extra silly: If given $1,000,000 what do you think Stan would do with all that cash?

Thank you!

Hobbies - i've had a longrunning headcanon that stan got really into twin peaks (;~;) because kyle likes mystery stuff and he was like yeah... my friend likes things, i will do my best to participate.. and specifically like Mystery In A Small Town In The Woods is the only genre that can catch his attention. he isn't super open about this!! he thinks that his friends will make fun of him for havin this niche ;;, in general honestly i think he does his best to peek into things his friends are into but its SUCH a tossup on if he likes it or not!! he's picky but in weird ways!

Video Games - i think he really really likes the fire emblem game series because being a tactician on the battlefield is awesome. his favorite is fe:a and he looks at chrom and goes "wow he's so me", this one he doesn't try to Hide, but also won't just, like. start a conversation about. don't ask how much money he's spent on fire emblem heroes okay we don't have to talk about it. yes okay he can play the Same Fucking Games as tabletop type stuff, but having it on a handheld console that he doesn't have to set up the mini figurines for Every Time is way easier. he also likes your typical fps, but hasn't really ever found one that grisps him exclusively, so he's hoppin from game to game as new stuff comes out. also farming sims. oh my god he loves farming sims. those are JUST FOR HIM. to play quietly. because if anyone ever sees him play a farming sim what if kyle hears and gets grumpy at him about farmville. years later they play sdv multiplayer and have the gayest little farm. general co-op is typically his fps- and oh my GOD can you imagine his friend group playing the buggy ass pkmn scarvio. oh they'd have so much fun. stan also by himself also really likes ace attorney i don't know why but he does. i don't control him.

Money - first he buys his mom a house. just his mom. then he donates half of whatever's left to his favorite local no-kill shelter. the rest is for him to justify impulse purchases (and buy presents for his friends bc as soon as eric learns he has money, he starts demanding. and honestly like... he thinks eric needs a little serotonin in his life, too. so yeah, sure, i'll buy you this fucking collectors edition jumbo squishmallow. and he'll buy little things for kenny like oh your shoes sorta fallin apart so here's your fav style of shoe but new. buying wendy presents like flowers n chocolate because he loves her. just.. aughhh... using whatever he's got left to Care for people. and also his mobile game addiction.)

#answers #headcanons 💙#sorry this is rambly and formatted like BUNK i'm just stream of consciousness typing

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I really wasn’t gonna draw today but I forced myself to draw literally anything. This is my jumbo squishmallow, her name is big emily.

#She lives on my desk and blocks my cat from knocking over my shit

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🧸✨ My Squishmallow Picks ✨🧸

My Squishmallow Picks! Well, at least my favorites.

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Squishmallows are pretty famous for being soft, squishy, and cuddly... But also collectible! Here are 10 of these cute things! (My favorites, of course)

1. Squishmallows Original 14-Inch Analea Purple Tabby Caticorn with Fuzzy White Belly - Official Jazwares Large Plush

Link: https://amzn.to/4gcLa4L

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Great for cuddles and is really adorable. Easy to use a box and blanket for a bedroom with said squishmallow. You can also let your dogs or cats sniff it and let them play with it if you don't mind: Free Toy! All my cats sniffed and left.

2. Squishmallows Original 5-Inch Austin Avocado - Official Jazwares Plush

Link: https://amzn.to/3ZhhJIL

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐ It's small, so 4 stars only. Still cute and adorable. Much easier to store on a shelf or in your closet that you are DYING to use after 1 second of looking at it. Cats love this. At least, mine do.

3. Squishmallows Original 20-Inch Nabila Purple Tie-Dye Narwhal - Official Jazwares Jumbo Plush

Link: https://amzn.to/3YYr0VH

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ It's pretty big. 20 inches? A foot long and if it was 22 inches, we'd get two feet! Pretty huge, right? Cute too. It's a Narwhal with a name, personality and looks. I mean, who doesn't love Narwhals?

4. Squishmallows Original 16-Inch Malcolm Mushroom - Official Jazwares Large Plush

Link: https://amzn.to/472ki34

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Another huge one. These are pretty tall. I found this one in my spare time on amazon whenever I got obsessed with mushrooms (STILL AM-) and found a few mushroom decorations and then searched up for a squishmallow and found this one. 10/10, will recommend forever until I die. Or, until I stop obsessing over it.

5. Squishmallows Original 14-Inch Scarlito Purple Barn Owl - Large Ultrasoft Official Jazwares Plush

Link: https://amzn.to/3SYOciX

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 1 foot and 2 inches. Ultrasoft too. I love it. I personally prefer Hedwig though... oops, spoiler alert, I'm a big potterhead. Scarlito is the perfect owl up for adoption. I once found a squish beanie from TY called Kirra and this was the perfect friend for her. Background information, Kirra is a cat.

6. Squishmallows Original 16-Inch Woodward Snowshoe Cat with Fuzzy Belly - Official Jazwares Large Plush

Link: https://amzn.to/3Xf4qqH

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ This one made me happy. I will love cats until the end of my days. Oh wait, you weren't interested in that? Anyway, 10/10.

7. Squishmallows Original 5-Inch Maui Yellow Pineapple with White Belly - Official Jazwares Plush

Link: https://amzn.to/3z4pGpE

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Okay, if you hate pineapple, skip this one. I love pineapple personally and I don't care about the size. It's pretty neat, isn't it?

8. Squishmallows Original 20-Inch Pyle Purple Mushroom - Jumbo Ultrasoft Official Jazwares Plush

Link: https://amzn.to/3Ml4LSs

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Mushrooms AGAIN. I love them! Anyway, this one is perfect for Halloween, actually.

9. Squishmallows Original 8-Inch Felexine The Rainbow Fox - Official Jazwares Plush - Collectible Soft & Squishy Fox Stuffed Animal Toy - Add to Your Squad - Gift for Kids, Girls & Boys

Link: https://amzn.to/3YX6Rzi

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Felexine is purrfect for your fellow foxes. Also good for cats to play with.

10. Squishmallows Original 12-Inch Trudy Ladybug with Spotted Wings - Official Jazwares Plush

Link: https://amzn.to/3YZn2MD

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Easy to love, cuddle, and squish. Perferably squish. Kirra would love if Trudy visited!

Here's the end of the list! If you want to learn about the squishmallow or buy it at the official store, Jazwares, you can head over to their website OR check the bio of the squishmallow to learn about the squishmallow.

Love, Magical Enclave

P.S Want to learn about the new book series I'm reading? Look at my review I will post at 8 PM sharp!

#squishmallow #squishmallows #top picks #favorite #favorites #Jazwares Squishmallows

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December Plushie Photo Challenge

This is my catch up post since I just saw the challenge!

Day 1 - Red Plushies

This one was really hard! The dragon is Draggi from Bellzi and the crab is my girlfriend's, he's from Manhattan Toys I believe~ Red isn't my favorite color, I have more plushies with red accents but these are the only Red Red Plushies ♥️

Day 2 - Favorite Teddy Bear

As always I have to be a little weird, this is the Bearlien from build a bear! I also have the jumbo version :3 I don't have many Teddy Bear plushies, I think this might be my only one!

Day 3 - Jumbo Plushies

My favorite day!!! I have way too many but decided to pare it down, honestly might make another post with more lol, but this is the jumbo Arcanine from the Pokemon website (his name is Buppy!!!) And my DREAM plush my sister got me, the Jumbo Hearts Fur You build a bear!!! She's SUPER rare and hard to find, Kenzie's the best sister EVER!!!

Day 4 - Mint Plushies

Hopefully these count? Ones more on the green side and ones more blue, but these are the closest I could find (well, I have squishmallows but I'm gonna try to challenge myself and not use them!!) The cat is a Tasty Peach I got from Publix lol, the dragon is a newer one my sister got me from Walgreens!

Day 5 - Warm Clothes

A sylveon my BFF got me a few years ago for my birthday!! She's very thematic for December, I love her so much!!!

@plushie-lovey this is a WONDERFUL challenge, I can't wait to show off more of my hoarde!!!!

#december plushie photo challenge #plushies #i have over 300!! so i think I'll be able to complete the challenge lol

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#my post #polls #tumblr #lol

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If you purchase an independently reviewed product or service through a link on our website, SheKnows may receive an affiliate commission. Happy New Year, folks — We finally made it to 2025! We couldn’t be more thrilled for all the newness set to come our way, especially in the world of Squishmallows. It’s a given that the ultra-soft toy company will have tons of new and exciting launches this year. Still, with Valentine’s Day right around the corner (yes, it’s less than a month away), a handful of lovable plushies have begun arriving on shelves everywhere. Best Valentine’s Day Squishmallows 2025 at a Glance Squishmallows Micromallows 12″ Valentine’s Day Bouquet, $20Squishmallows 8″ Valentines Hello Kitty, $13Squishmallows 5″ Brinya the Pink Cake With Heart Sprinkles, $5Squishmallows 8” Disney Valentine’s Day Stitch with Kisses, $13Squishmallows Valentine’s Day 8″ Sager the Pink Dog, $10Squishmallows 5” Plush Valentine’s Day Box Set, $20 Squishmallows 8” Finley and Corinna Valentine’s Day 2-Pack, $18Squishmallows Valentine’s Day 10″ Caparinne The Pink Bigfoot, $27Squishmallows 12” Artin The Pink Loch Ness Monster with Hearts, $16Squishmallows 20” Frumpy The Pink and Black Bigfoot, $40 Related story Shoppers Say This $20 Exfoliating Serum Makes ‘Skin Feel like a Baby’s Bottom' Where to Find the Best Valentine’s Day Squishmallows 2025 This week, Target dropped a handful of the new Squishi’s covered in pretty pinks and purples with playful hearts (including a new bouquet of Micromallows!). At the same time, Walmart has all of your kiddo’s favorite characters, like Sonic, Stitch, Hello Kitty and much more while Amazon just put a whole plethora of sizes — from a five-inch smore to a jumbo 20-inch Bigfoot — available for pre-order. And it doesn’t stop there! Smaller retailers like Walgreens and CVS have also dropped new Valentine’s Day Squishmallows, which you can order online and pick up in-store. But since we don’t want you to start the new year spending hours to find all these new Squishmallows, we did it for you. Below are some of the newest Valentine’s Day Squishmallows for 2025 and the best places to buy them. And since the year just started, there are bound to be lots more new Valentine’s Day Squishmallows released from now until February. So make sure to keep this page bookmarked, as we’ll keep it updated with newness as they roll out, so you’ll always be in the know. Target One of the easiest places to shop for Valentine’s Day Squishmallows is Target. They always release new collections for upcoming seasons and holidays throughout the year and will even have Target Exclusives, too. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Micromallows 12″ Valentine’s Day Bouquet 2025 Valentine’s Day Squishmallows have officially landed on Target.com! There are a ton of new limited-edition mallows here including the new Micromallows Valentine’s Day bouquet that’s taken the internet by storm. This one is a must-have present for any Squishmallow lover and it’s only $20 which is a total steal. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Valentine’s Day 12″ Jenny Winking Light Pink Latte with Fuzzy Heart Sleeve Plush As a fellow Squishmallow fan, I have to say that Jenny the Pink Latte might be my favorite Valentine’s Day Squish yet. She sits at 12 inches high and has the most adorable sprinkles and fuzzy cup sleeve that’ll make you want to cuddle all day long. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Valentine’s Day 12″ Charisma Mint Cat with Closed Eyes and Heart String Lights Plush Is it me, or does this mint feline have all the razz in the world. With a name like Charisma its hard not to, especially when they’re tied up in the sweets heart string lights ready to give you and your kiddo all the love in the world. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Valentine’s Day 10″ Caparinne The Pink Bigfoot Caparinne the Pink Bigfoot is too cute to not add to your child’s Squishmallow Squad! They come outfitted with a pink sequined heart headband and covered in fluffy pink fur. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Buddy Buckets Amelie and Deja Valentine’s Day Treat Pail Make giving and receiving Valentine’s Day treats squish-tastic with these adorable Buddy Buckets. They can use one for all the treats they have to give and another for all the ones they’ll get. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Valentine’s Day 8″ Sager the Pink Dog The new Sleep-A-Mallows by Squishmallows are all the rage at Target now. This adorable pink dog features soft, fluffy ears and a sweet embroidered heart around the eye, that is sure to make your Valentine smile this holiday. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Valentine’s Day 8″ Francine the Purple Frog Francine the Purple Frog is the cutest (and only) frog worth kissing on Valentine’s Day. It has two little red hearts on the cheeks with a gold metallic crown on top of its head. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Valentine’s Day 5” Pepper the Walrus For the classic Squishmallow lovers, consider Pepper. It’s a sweet walrus with a plush, fuzzy center and two embroidered hearts on the stomach. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Valentine’s Day 8” Sanrio Cinnamoroll Sanrio fans will adore this sweet Cinnamoroll plushie for Valentine’s Day. It’s wearing a pair of chocolate-dipped heart antennas to match the pink chocolate-dipped heart it’s holding. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 18″ Large Caedyn Pink Spotted Cow Sleepamallows For the parents looking to give their kiddos a giant Squishmallow this Valentine’s Day, consider Caedyn the Pink Spotted Cow. Don’t let the photo fool you, 18 inches is quite massive and will make your kiddo smile. Walmart When finding seasonal-themed character Squishmallows, Walmart is the place to go. They always have a ton of options from Disney, Sanrio, Nintendo, and more. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 8″ Valentines Hello Kitty Sanrio fans rejoice! This year, Walmart has an entire Valentine’s Day collection available for pre-order, featuring My Melody, Cinnamoroll, and Hello Kitty. They’re all decked out in this pretty red and pink heart print and have little angel wings at the side reminiscent of Cupid. Trust us, if there’s anything to get for the Hello Kitty lover in your life, it’s this. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Original 8 inch “Sonic The Hedgehog” Sonic Holding Heart There isn’t a video game fan out there who wouldn’t love to receive this adorable Sonic the Hedgehog Squishmallow. His fun smirk and large heart will definitely make their day this Valentine’s Day. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 8” Disney Valentine’s Day Stitch with Kisses The seasonal Stitch Squishmallows are always the cutest, and this Valentine’s Day one is no exception. He’s covered in five pink embroidered kiss marks that one can only assume came from Angel, his pink counterpart. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 8” Disney Valentine’s Day Angel And speaking of Angel! She’s also a Valentine’s Day Squishmallow this year and is way too cute. The Angel V-Day Squishmallow is winking at her love and carrying an envelope with a heart that we can only assume is for Stitch. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 12″ Valentines Danka The White Frosted Toaster Pastry If your kiddo is borderline obsessed with Pop Tarts the way this writer was growing up, then you have to give them this adorable Danka Toaster Pastry Squishmallow for V-Day. It’s covered in vanilla frosting with pink, red, and purple heart-shaped sprinkles. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 5″ Brinya the Pink Cake With Heart Sprinkles This little five inch pink cake is too cue for words! Briny is decked out with layers of frosting, chocolate drizzle, and red heart sprinkles that makes it the sweetest treat for V-Day. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 16″ Carizma the Dark Blue Tabby Cat Holding Sushi For the sushi lovers in your life, give them this adorable tabby cat that’s holding a sweet heart-shaped sushi roll. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 8″ Marcellus the Green Cactus + Shadi the Potted Cactus Isn’t this pair of cacti just the cutest thing?! They’ll get Marcellus and Shadi who’s a potted cactus and has a sweet little flower on her head. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 8” Griffith the Pink and Blue Bookworm Griffith the Bookworm got an adorable pink and blue update for Valentine’s Day. This version has sweet heart-shaped antennas with heart-shaped glasses to match. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 16” Hanna the Purple Hippo Start your day like Hanna the Purple Hippo with a sweet heart-shaped waffle for Valentine’s Day. Amazon You can find practically anything on Amazon, including Valentine’s Day Squishmallows. They have tons of sets and deals you can shop all the time, with the best one’s available for pre-order so you can secure one (or all) as soon as possible. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows Valentine’s Day 5″ Jemma the Pink S’mores with Heart Headband It’s fair to say Squishmallows can sell out in an instant, especially when they’re coveted characters. Luckily, Amazon always puts the best one’s available for pre-order so you can secure the one you want like this limited-edition five-inch mallow, Jemma the Pink S’mores. It has sweet, loving vibes with an adorable heart headband and little hot pink hearts on its cheeks. It’ll ship by Tuesday, January 21. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 20” Frumpy The Pink and Black Bigfoot In the market for a jumbo Squishmallow? Consider Frumpy the Pink and Black Bigfoot. They’re covered in an explosion of pretty colors and have the sweetest pink heart dripping on their chest that’s perfect for Valentine’s Day. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 12” Artin The Pink Loch Ness Monster with Hearts This might be the cutest Loch Ness Monster we’ve ever seen. Artin is as sweet as can be with their embroidered hearts and pretty-in-pink hue. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 14” Rusty The Grey Rat with Heart Headband and Bowtie It’s no surprise that Rusty the Grey Rat aspires to sing opera. Look at how dapper they are in an adorable bow tie and because it’s Valentine’s Day they’ve got a sweet heart headband to complete their look. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 12” Eartha The Purple Seahorse with Silver Headband have you seen a Seahorse so stylish? I think not! Eartha is decked out in a chic silver headband that has a sweet embroidered heart in the center that’s subtle and perfect for the person who doesn’t need a super obvious Valentine’s Day gift. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 5” Plush Valentine’s Day Box Set This Finley and Corinna Valentine’s Day pack is a great gift for the little loves in your life. You can give them both to someone special or give one to two special kiddos who’ll adore it. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 5” Plush Valentine’s Day Box Set This five-inch Valentine’s Day box set features some of Squishmallows’ most prominent characters, like Sager the Pink Dog and Francine the Purple Frog, in smaller forms that’ valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 14” Mont Pink Monster Mont the Pink Monster would make a wonderful Valentine’s Day gift for your little one this year. It has playful pink and purple horns, a fuzzy pink belly (which, per its bio, it loves to fill with sweet treats), and sweet purple hearts on its cheeks. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 12” Atwater Purple Monster Whoever said monsters aren’t cute clearly hasn’t seen this sweet Squishmallow. Atwater, the Purple Monster has a pink and red striped belly, a sparkly heart embroidered on its head, and two smaller ones at the cheek. valentine’s Day squishmallows 2025 Squishmallows 10” Walsh The Christmas Rose Even though Walsh is a Christmas Rose, they’ll work wonderfully for Valentine’s Day too. Turn the meaning of a single rose into something fun with this adorable plushie with two tiny embroidered hearts on their leaves. Before you go, check out our slideshow below: Source link

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