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lunazuniga-smith · 2 years ago
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What to Expect When You're Expecting Who: Luna Smith & Dr. Leonard When: Saturday, June 10th, 2023 What: Luna gets some unexpected news Tagging: @detkhamani
Luna kicked her feet back and forth as she sat up waiting for her doctor to come in. The nurse's had taken care of her dip-stick and her vitals. For the last couple of weeks, the high-risk reproductive doctor had been monitoring Luna every couple of days, taking her bloods, checking her A1C, and checking her hormones. The last two cycles didn't go too well and the doctor had reassured her they usually wait for four more before considering fertility treatments. This cycle, she decided not to think about it too much. Luna had a few things going on with the court hearing for Cannon and prepping for other family matters. Between that and work and raising a toddler, she had fallen into a comfortable ryhthm. As always, the dip-stick was performed as a precautionary measure. At this appointment, she'd have her pap since her annual was due anyway. It wouldn't be a big appointment and hopefully she'd be back home to surprise the boys with lunch in no time. When she heard the knock on the door, Luna smiled and let the doctor know he could come in.
"Luna. Always a pleasure." Dr. Leonard smiled at his patient and then sat by his mobile computer to log into the hospital database. "Your sugars are great by the way and your last labs were phenomenal. How are you feeling?"
"Fine! I've cut out sugar from my coffee and I've taking sugar free creamer instead. It's helped a lot."
"Excellent. That does come a long way sometimes." He began typing away. "And nurse Elena tells me your cycles have been a bit wonky?"
She nodded. "Mm hmm. I'm assuming from the ovulation medication?"
"mmm I'm not too sure. It shouldn't be messing with it too much. Did we run a dip stick last month?"
"No. My annual is today so you said it wasn't actually necessary until today's appointment and since nothing was really changing. Pregnancy tests have been negative at home so..."
"Luna, when was the first day of your last cycle?" He looked up from his typing with concern written all over his face.
"What? Uh...Sorry, Dr. Leonard I haven't been keeping track. The hearing and finding a summer camp but I spotted pink last month around ...the first week of May?"
"And how long did that last?"
"I don't know. three days maybe?"
"I see. When did you do an HPT last?"
Luna pulled out her phone and pulled up her woman's cycle log. "Last month? I promise I'll get better at tracking but there's no way I'm pregnant because the ones I have done have been negative and I got my period so..."
There was another knock on the door and Elena came in, waving at Luna with a smile from ear to ear. She sat beside the doctor and asked him to pull up the labs tab on Luna's chart. "Oh your dip stick is back." the doctor reassured her once more that her A1C looked fantastic at a steady 5.1 and then he got quiet."
"What is it?" Luna perked up as if she could look over the monitor somehow.
"Luna...you're pregnant." He smiled widely at his patient and nurse Elena cheered. "Of course on the appointment Khamani isn't here for!"
Luna's eyes widened and she stated blankly at the doctor and nurse. "That's impossible. My hpts have been negative and I got my period. I don't understand. "
"Well, mostly likely you're very early and with your cycles being out of wack, it's very possible that you're easily four weeks or so. Elena ordered a sonogram so we're just waiting for the machine and we'll get to it!" Dr. Leonard asked his nurse to bring in what he needed and then asked Luna to lie down. "It's early yet so we won't be able to pick up a heart beat most likely so just bear with us. I want to make sure we see what we need to see and then I'll want you to come back when you're able 8 weeks or so. Okay?"
"This is...this is a lot. I want Khamani here for this. I--I'm not ready. I haven't done anything and I was supposed get on more insulin. What if the baby is not okay?" She felt the tears fill up her eyes and Dr. Leonard planced his hands on her shoulders.
"Luna. One thing at a time. Remember? Just like we spoke about when Khamani was here. He'll be here for the heartbeat, ok? I just want to make sure you're doing alright and we'll go from there. This is a happy time." He pulled a tissue from the tissuebox beside him and handed her one.
After wiping her tears and nodding at the doctor's words, Luna lied down, glancing from her position toward the sonogram machine being rolled in. She wanted her family here with her. This wasn't how she expected any of this to go down.
"You're going to feel some cold jelly over your belly. We'll start with a transabdominal before we use the probe, okay?"
"Okay." Luna sniffled and looked over to the screen. As much as she wanted to be happy, she was scared and that only heightened when she caught the change of expression on the doctor's face. "What's wrong? Something's wrong?" She couldn't decide if that was a question or a statement. In that moment, Luna was glad for Elena who came to hold her hand.
"Eveything's okay." Elena whispered, eyes on the screen and a smiled pulling at her lips. "Luna...there's your baby."
Dr. Leonard smiled at his nurse and pointed to the little spot don't he screen. "Gestational sac and pole..." He measured the screen and then stopped. "And that right there is your baby, Luna."
Luna was full on crying, squeezing her nurse's hand tight. "My baby. Our baby. How is that possible? I thought it was too early."
The doctor didn't respond at first and asked Luna to move forward on the stirrups so he can perform the second part of the ultrasound. "Actually..." He looked back at the screen and pointed with his free hand. "Looks like you're about ten weeks today. Are we doing okay?"
He looked up at his patient that had completely passed out and Dr. Leonard quickly ended the ultrasound and asked his nurse to bring her water and a few compresses.
"And please call Khamani at the emergency number!"
Ten whole weeks.
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sadicubus · 20 days ago
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Why should you support, or at least respect, paraphiles?
Stupid little [informational] rant on why there's nothing wrong with paraphilias and paraphilic disorders, yes that includes the bad ones, and why anti-paraphilia is technically ableist. "S-so i'm ableist for not liking pedophilia?!" shut up and listen.
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Before I go all out here's some terms you should know ;
anti-contact : someone who doesn't support *practicing paraphilias, more specifically ones that cannot be consented to.
pro-contact : someone who supports *practicing paraphilias
there's also neu-contact, complex-contact, blah blah
*practicing : a paraphile who practices (acts on) their paraphilia
non-practicing : a paraphile who doesn't practice (act on) their paraphilia
okay keep reading for the actual reasons, please repost to spread awareness /nf.
To start, paraphilias are completely uncontrollable just like any other fetish or even mental condition. Their causes are mostly trauma, internet exposure at a young age, and sometimes can be passed down through genetics. Again, they cannot control any of those, so why judge them for it?
Because of the way paraphilias are looked down on, it makes it difficult for them to seek treatment or even supportive communities. Especially younger paraphiles who may not be in a good environment or feel too ashamed to tell anyone about it. Not being able to get help can lead paraphiles to harm others or themselves.
Paraphiles do not choose to be paraphiles, they do choose however, whether they act on their paraphilia or not. If you still don't understand, let me explain it in a different light. Take NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorder) for example, people view those with that disorder as horrible and abusive (which isn't true mind you.) NPD is also caused by trauma or genetics, and narcissists have the choice of being abusive or not, just like any other person.
So what makes it so different from other mental conditions, especially since paraphilic disorders are also a thing? They're only viewed horribly because of the stereotypes, just like almost every mental condition. Does that make them deserving of being discriminated against, for something they have no control over?
Now take anti-para and replace it with something else, like anti-PTSD or anti-hypersexual, now that doesn't sound like something you'd want to be, does it? Be support of all neurodivergent / mentally disabled people, not just some.
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totallyseiso · 1 year ago
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Suomi got game
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fallingmaddlyinlove · 1 year ago
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sometimes i get the urge to search my paras' names on the internet to see what would happen just in case they somehow pop into existence one day
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familiar-finn · 1 year ago
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New Year's Eve was more of a mood for Finn to enjoy partying late into the evening. Tonight he chose Cannabites as his location to celebrate, mainly because he volunteered to help Shade out at the bar for a couple of hours before enjoying himself. A few minutes to midnight and Finn had chugged enough beer and shots to properly enjoy himself, feeling right in that sweet spot of drunk that would ebb away faster than the average human. Benefits of being a demon with an accelerated metabolism, he supposed.
Now all he needed was someone to kiss at midnight and Finn scoured the crowd for a potential candidate. His eyes lit up when he found Mateo at the bar and he grinned, sidling up to the thunderbird with his newest beer in hand. "Fancy seein' you here without the greeting of a physical collision," he said teasingly. "Are ye havin' a good night, Mateo?"
@mindful-mateo
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daryj · 1 year ago
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LOVE IS A LONG ROAD
And give her one more chance To try and save my soul But love is a long, long road Yeah, love is a long, long road
23.12.2023
obs: qualquer inspiração, credite-me, por favor!
ps: essa música não sai da minha cabeça..
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goozeghost · 1 year ago
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Talevember day 18: Flesh
OH MY GOD IM ON TIME FOR ONCE WHO CHEERED !!!
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rottenrancid · 11 days ago
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i love when i dom because it’s ‘unconventional’ and i think that’s hotter actually! no i am not gonna try and be all nonchalant or alluring, you’re gonna know just how fucking crazy you drive me. i’m not gonna try and groan all the time and deepen my noises, i’m gonna whine like a little bitch before telling you that you’re not allowed to cum until i say so.
im short and not very muscular, but trust me when i say i am STRONG, and i will pin your hips down if you start rubbing against me when i stop touching you. and trust me baby, im just as desperate for pleasure as you are. that’s why when i stop touching you, you’re gonna fucking lay there while i use your pretty body to get off. i’m gonna grind against you and watch you squirm and writhe because it’s just not enough friction for you and yet you can’t help but twitch and whimper at the fact that im using you. i’d love to nearly bring you to the point of fucking cumming just from me groping you and sucking your boytits. i wanna shove my hand in your boxers after doing it and tease you for how pathetically fucking wet you got about it.
oh, and don’t you know how much i’d love to have a boy that’s much taller than me on his fucking knees?? — panting and shifting to try and relieve his need in the slightest, but still waiting obediently for me to give him a directive because he’s just that far gone? yes please!
and you’ll never know which way i’m gonna go, doesn’t that excite you? i could be mean, tease you for how desperate and pathetic you’re being; bite down hard on your neck when you get snippy about me not giving you relief and listen to the whine drawl out of your mouth. who told you you get to make the decision of when i touch you? or i could be soft, sweet — melt that precious brain of yours. because you wanna be sooo good for me. you wanna be my good boy so badly, don’t you? don’t try to deny it. who’s my good boy?
let me show you what nobody expects of me; you’ll be begging me for more of it in mere minutes.
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nottheangel-raphael · 11 months ago
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Raphael strode into Euphoria right before opening to check in on things on the club. He likely didn't need to as the owner with plenty of staff and a manager to assist with keeping things in line but the ghoul much preferred being hands on with his businesses. After all, the reputation of his ventures directly affected his personal reputation, especially here in Krovs before the rest of his fellow councilmen, and even the slightest falter in customer service in Euphoria could be considered unforgivable.
One such instance that had been flagged to him by the manager was the new bartender Byron De Wolfe. Surname felt a bit on the nose considering he was a hellhound and all. A hellhound with connections to someone he knew well in the demon hybrid creation game. Money and connections helped him in his background search to discover Byron and Anoush's history –– the latter being someone Raph employed himself once or twice to create some of his own slaves. Still, alliances and acquaintanceships likely wouldn't protect Byron from the prideful ghoul's ire as he addressed the issue. The club manager mentioned that the hellhound was good at his job when he was there but sometimes dipped out early on his shifts unexpectedly. He saw Byron there getting ready to open and Raph strode over to the bar, greeting him with a friendly smile.
"Mr. De Wolfe, how are you today?" he asked.
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@bad-dog-byron
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ratguy-nico · 1 year ago
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So cause Im a man of my word (no) yestarday I was making a lil... redesign? is kindo of a redesign but is also a lot of me not knowing how to draw Vivzie Pop's characters
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can you tell character design is my passion? XD I suck at this
Why Via? Via is not my fav character but with her I could experiment with the Goth 2000's Girls so yeah
Im old people so I was alive in the 2012's Goth Girls Era and I used to dream of being able to dress like this but... for reasons I couldn't T^T
And cause I was reading a lot of Helluva Boss fanfics There's headcanon ? tropes ? of Via working for I.M.P. and having the most cute Daughter/Father relationship with Blitzø and having a sisters relationship with with Loona and I cry T^T
SO I have to draw her
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Here is my personal favorite and some details of my process
This is like a shitty re design cause I wanted to keep it simple cause in animation the simplier the better but I overcomplicated some parts so is like not enough intricated and not simple enough
Also Im surprised I ended liking this one the most cause is the most similar to Via's original design and yeah that wasn't the idea 😅
This is more me re-igniting of my love for Goth style
I love GOTH OUTFITS
also here are some reference
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fetishflags · 4 months ago
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can i send in a rq (when theyre open of course) if i dont distinguish between para and fet for my attractions ? you said your blog is a place for those with fetishes and i dont want to intrude on the space youve created her for that, but english isnt my first language, and researching i struggle to understand the difference or where my desires "fit" between the two
yeah ! the difference between the two seems be mostly societal and very contextual so ppl who have complicated feelings on the separation are absolutely allowed as well !
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notenoughmuses · 5 months ago
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Had one of those long hard days where you go to lay down ro go to bed and just start crying.
Under cut for ramby post no one prob cares about
It's only the second week of school. 8/9 days in. I'm not even solo teaching yet. I think it's partly stress of being in college for a decade and just doing school an part time retail job and knowing I'll be an educator full time eventually and have somehow less free time then school and work. Plus I want to be a mom someday so add in stigma of 1-2 year teachers being pregnant....and partly stress from probably dehydration cuz I'm so tired it's caffine of all kinds and not being used to this level of mental exhaustion. (Deli/barista vs teaching 😭😬) plus with another school incident in this country...it doesn't help my already shitty mental health about dying and having existential crisis at night about dying. Went from late last year into this year having those 1-2 times bi weekly to monthly and haven't had one in almost 4 months. R.I.P. my mental health today guys.
14 more weeks to go!
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putergenius · 6 months ago
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maybe gods real..idk idk
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moved--naitfall · 6 months ago
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Levi had taken a moment to relax. After two sleepless days of preparing for the next expedition, he can finally enjoy his tea in peace . . .
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menhera-jellyfish · 9 months ago
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Hi! At first I thought that it'll be a nsfw blog about some fantasies with my F/O's or something like that but it ended up as a jirai vent account. It may happen that I'll post nsfw stuff too tho so dni with them if you're a minor. In general this account is for things I don't want to post on main.
Our main is: @jellynyann
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We're :
✩ Polish
✩ Adult
✩ AuDHD
✩ System
✩ Menhera / Jirai
✩ Proship / Profic
✩ Yumeship / Selfship
✩ Omni angled aroace
✩ Fictosexual / Fictophile
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britneyshakespeare · 9 months ago
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re: my last long personal post about the day i had at work today
i'm sorry like i just can't get over it, i can't get over it. i am not there to be ogled, i am not there to be objectified. i'm not there to be a petting zoo or a table. i'm not there for any of it. i feel different enough at work for my age and position.
i'm VERY aware little boys have crushes on me. every now and then, one of them makes it very obvious. it's seriously nothing to me, because it's always been respectful. kids have crushes on adults, especially young ones. but i have no more intention of being a seductress than i would if i were fifty and married. i just so happen to be 25 and single. oh well. i am equally disinterested, and would like to be presumed as equally disinterest-ing. if i get a little unfair halo effect sometimes, i don't care.
it has literally never been so sexual in nature before. it has never been so much about my body, my legs. i worry about the reaction to this being dampened by the effect of the other adults around me seeing that and being like, well, yeah, if he's gonna be interested in anyone's legs, it'll be hers. i feel embarrassed calling attention to the fact that a kid is attracted to me. it has always, always been a non-issue before this. it has always been innocent and respectful of my role as the adult.
i wanna say i don't worry about this happening again, because it is a first. it is a first for me in four years, with dozens if not hundreds of kids, that i've been treated so inappropriately by a child. i worry about this being seen as more natural because it happened to me. but it's not natural just because it happened to me. i'm the teacher that a lot of kids have little crushes on, whatever. i'm not the teacher kids get to pinch and gawk at; that's never happened.
if this happened to me and i were fifty and married, would it be more scandalous? would i just, perhaps, not be believed? i don't know. i don't know. i keep going down these thought spirals of why me. what is the reaction people have to it being me? because while the few people who saw/heard about this seemed not to condone it, they don't seem shocked either. but it hurts, it does, because i'm shocked. that it happened to me. it's like i don't really know if people can put themselves in my shoes more than they can put themselves in his.
a young woman being treated at her place of work as a piece of meat is offensive, but it's everyday. it's banal. a teenage boy having a preoccupation with an adult woman that he can't see as fully human also so normalized. it just feels like an unempathetic view for me is all i can expect. when i already experienced this alone. AND i have to be the one to take responsibility and make others aware about it. because it's not like he was going to... somebody had to. and oh, look, i'm the adult. that makes me somebody.
like i don't even want him to be "punished" per se. i just want to be assured that steps will be taken to stop him from objectifying more women and girls in the future. holy shit, WHAT if he does this to a girl his age? would he? i don't know. i don't know the kid well. i have an idea of why he targeted me, but i don't know what he wouldn't do to someone who was more of his equal. i can't speak for or predict that.
it's just fucking humiliating. hi yeah i'm the substitute from friday. yeah i'm the one he couldn't keep his hands off of. cuz i dared to wear a skirt. yeah, same skirt i've worn to work with kids a bajillion times in the past four years. yeah i guess i was just so seductive. like give me a break; i don't want to receive any more attention for this but it just feels like i'm gonna. i don't know what kind of response i'm going to get to the email i wrote the regular para.
i don't know if i'm gonna have to elaborate further. i feel like i shouldn't have to. i gave her all the details somewhat unemotionally; it just stings the more and more since i got out of work. like i just can't believe that really happened. and the shock was dulled while it was happening, because i didn't believe it was happening. the more hours go by the more i'm like, well, yeah, i did the right thing: escaping that situation as promptly as i could, telling another adult, and emailing the permanent teacher about it.
i keep wanting to act unaffected by it. but i'm just so offended and dismayed. i also feel powerless, because i couldn't be the one to get him to stop. something about my presence to him was an invitation to treat me that way, and my not being amused did not deter him. it feels like the interpretation he had of me was not at all in my control. he wanted to view me as an object, and so i was one in his eyes. the other teachers can scold him for that, make him feel bad for that, but i can't. i'm not really the authority. i'm just the pretty one.
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