#permanent contraception

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Carter Sherman at The Guardian:

In the months after the US supreme court overturned Roe v Wade, permanent contraception in the form of tubal sterilizations and vasectomies surged among young adults living in states likely to ban abortion, new research released on Monday found. Compared to May 2022, when the opinion overturning Roe leaked, August 2022 saw 95% more vasectomies and 70% more tubal sterilizations performed on people between the ages of 19 and 26, according to the study, which was conducted by researchers at the George Washington University, the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill and the University of Michigan.

In addition to analyzing data about medical visits for permanent contraception before and after the opinion’s leak, the researchers also examined survey responses from more than 600 people between the ages of 14 and 24 who were asked about the fall of Roe. “It has made me want to be sterilized more,” said one 24-year-old female survey respondent from the US south. “The pill isn’t 100% effective and I’m afraid of losing access to it, and I do not want children in the future and would much rather be sterilized. I’m afraid of getting pregnant and not being able to make decisions for myself.”

Published in the journal Health Affairs, the study also found that, overall, tubal sterilizations – which surgically alter women’s fallopian tubes and are colloquially known as “getting tubes tied” – were more popular than vasectomies. There were about seven more tubal sterilizations performed per state a month in the second half of 2022, compared to roughly three more vasectomies a month per state. That popularity probably reflects the longstanding expectation that women shoulder the burden of contraception. But Julia Strasser, the study’s lead author, suspects that there may be other reasons, too.

A recent study published in Health Affairs reveals that the permanent contraception rate rose in the US in the aftermath of the Dobbs ruling.

[tubal-facts]

Update 03 November 2024 -- Backup of the Childfree-Friendly Doctors List

Here's our backup of the list of childfree-friendly doctors.

https://doctors.tubalfacts.com

Pages: 8 Characters: 1,906,600 Headings: 131

Estimated Number of Doctors

US

All Doctors: 2,309

Gynecologists: 1,931

Urologists: 378

International

All Doctors: 168

Gynecologists: 120

Urologists: 48

Canada

All Doctors: 142

Gynecologists: 109

Urologists: 33

[ptlsalp]

Post-tubal ligation...salpingectomy?

Can I still get a bilateral salpingectomy if I've already had a tubal ligation?

Yes, but insurance coverage might be an obstacle. Here's how I figured it out:

[thecurvyprince]

It's so ridiculous being transgender as an adult. You'll have spent your entire life being conditioned (even by your own self) to believe that so many things just aren't options for you. You deeply internalize the "knowledge" that it would be impossible to be who you want to be and have the body you want to have.

So then you might find yourself in situations where you sheepishly ask a doctor who specializes in trans healthcare if you can have the minimal of help, just enough to keep surviving, because you know that if you asked for what you want, that the answer would be "no" (it has always been "no"). And then are surprised by your own excitement when the very thing you secretly wanted is offered to you with full sincerity as a very real option and with absolute intent to follow it through with you.

As though the whole time you were keeping it as this buried secret, this personal ache of want. But you never actually allowed yourself to consider it anything more than a dream. So when it becomes real and you can finally conceptualize it as a real choice, only then are you able to feel just how badly you wanted it the whole time.

Does that make sense?? It couldn't be real and even though you're desperate for it because you're not sure you can survive without it for much longer, you still don't allow yourself to consider how deeply you WANT it. You never know just how excited you'd be about it. You expected for so long to have to settle for less and never considered that you'd have the choice.

[ivygorgon]

That goes to a spreadsheet list of doctors who will perform tubal ligation on anyone 21+, regardless of how many kids they've had or if they have their husband's permission.

And another thing: if you have vagina, and ESPECIALLY if you tend to fuck dicks, please PLEASE consider getting an IUD if you don’t want kids. We all know they want to ban abortion, but some people don’t know they’re also going after contraceptives. Rn access to contraceptives is protected by only a Supreme Court case (you know like what protected abortion), so that can go away. Contraceptives can be regulated to be in accessible or prohibitively expensive, but they can’t take an IUD out of your body (at least not in the foreseeable future). It’s good for sometimes 5 years.

I want to say this now because I was on the phone with a gyno for like 20 minutes on hold and only got a consultation today (which you sometimes need before they can schedule an appointment) because someone cancelled last minute.

I know people have had bad experiences with the IUD I know people have had excellent experiences. I’m going to document mine step by step so you know some things you can expect, if you’re thinking about it.

For context: i’m 25, have insurance through my job and live in a blue state, so my experience might be different/faster/easier etc. than yours.

[radish-lesbian]

If you’re a woman, especially after the results of the US election, here are some things I’m doing to try and keep myself safe.

- start working out and lifting weights. Practice self defense. Men are going to feel emboldened and entitled to you. Protect yourself physically and look out for your sisters.

- plan your birth control. Here is a list of doctors who will perform tubal ligation/bilateral salpingectomies (permanent birth control) without fighting you or requiring you to be married. If you decide in the future you do want to conceive, IVF would still work. Otherwise, look into hormonal contraceptives if they work for you medically.

- Consider taking gun safety classes and owning a firearm. Many cities will have a female-specific course you can take.

- Build your community. Talk to your neighbors, coworkers, business owners. Reach out to other women. Especially vulnerable women, married women, women with abusive partners, etc.

- Become a handywoman. Learn how to fix your own home, furnishings, car, you name it. The less you have to rely on men the better. There are tons of great youtube tutorials. You can also look for local woman-run courses.

- Consider storing mifepristone and misoprostol (abortion pills) and/or plan B if you are in an abortion-ban state and able to get it. The pills last between 2-5 years. I don’t recommend performing self-abortions without medical guidance, but it may be better than the alternative. Store them in a cool, dark area.

- SHOW UP and VOTE at local elections. Abortion and women’s rights are at stake in many places. Having a local government that will protect you goes extremely far under Trump.

Please add other preventative measures y’all are taking to weather the next 4 years.

[ghoulfuckersincorporated]

Prewar!Cooper Howard has a breeding kink because he loves being a dad. He and Barb married and started trying for kids later in life than most folks around them, so much of the sex they had, especially early on, was focused on getting Barb pregnant. If he'd had his way, they would have had a whole litter of children, but hey, sometimes life doesn't work out the way you want. Still, there's the fun of trying, and there was a lot of trying. After the divorce, he's shocked when he meets someone else, and even more shocked when he feels those same urges with you. He's been trained to try and knock one in basically every time, he jokes.

At least, that's what he tells himself.

He's also incredibly possessive, and it drives him wild to think about getting to see you all swollen and filled out with his child. Particularly with you being younger that him; the ugly part of his brain is barking at him to stake a more permanent claim on you every time a guy your age so much as looks your way. Personally, he thinks he's too old to have more kids, but between his secret urges, your forgetfulness when it comes to your pill, and your twin high sex drives, well...sometimes accidents happen.

He'd be over the moon, once he knew you were happy as well (he would also worry about the news potentially being hurtful to Barb, but that'd be an issue for tomorrow). Showing you off in public, knowing that other people see how gorgeous you are and know you fully belong to him, it really gets him going, and you certainly take notice of how amorous he is when you're out together (combined with how vigorously he fucks you when you get home). Thinks you're insanely sexy pregnant and likes to watch you ride him with a big belly. You'd both better be a lot more careful about your contraception after the first baby if you don't want another, because getting to see you that way only makes his kink worse.

The Ghoul has a breeding kink because he's incredibly possessive. It's been literal centuries since he's come across anything in this world that he cares for enough to want to claim it, and you're officially claimed. He wants everyone, including you, to know that you belong to him and only him. Other ghouls can smell him on you much more strongly if he cums inside you, and he enjoys the way filling you full scratches his most primal itch. It's just an added benefit that he's almost positive he can't actually get you pregnant, but...there are records of ghouls reproducing with other ghouls. Haven't stranger things happened?

The little thrill he gets at the idea is just nature trying to take over.

At least, that's what he tells himself.

You'd be hard-up to get him to admit it, but he wants you to need him. He wants an excuse to baby you and pamper you and force you to let him do things for you without the vulnerability of admitting that he wants to do those things for you anyway because he's deeply in love with you.

You complain that your feet hurt during your journey for the day? He'll carry you everywhere you want to go from now until the end of time, if that's what you want. Stomach and appetite troubles? Name whatever you want, he'll find it for you, no matter how many caps he has to pay. Tired? "Of course you're tired, sweetheart. Let's stop for today. Here, sit down. Do you need some water? Eat this, you need some calories. Let me rub your legs and feet for you." It is endless and sort of surreal for you to adjust to.

Speaking of journeys, I think he also secretly wants to settle down a bit. He does already after he meets and falls for you, seeing how much the constant trekking back and forth across the irradiated desert takes out of you, and he definitely would want to do so expeditiously if you were pregnant. It's not like secure places don't exist in this world. He can keep you, and anyone else who may come along, safe just fine.

He'd be afraid to fuck you if you were pregnant, worried that he'll hurt you or make you sick or make something bad happen with the pregnancy. But if you reassure him, maybe beg a little, he'll do his best to make sure your urges are satisfied. Sit on his face and let him slide his tongue through your insanely sensitive folds, lie back and let him fuck you with those agile fingers while he jerks himself off. You'll miss being properly penetrated, badly, but you won't go without.

He wants an excuse to be even more protective of you than usual. Give him a reason to literally pluck men's eyes out for daring to so much as look at you, a reason to never let you out of his sight ever again. If you thought he was ready to commit violence to keep you safe before, you haven't seen anything yet.

I can't imagine it would be easy to have a big family in the Wasteland, but reminding him how much he loves being a dad would certainly have the thought on his mind.

[frameacloud]

Image description: A single page from the comic Fatherhood Survival Guide by GB Tran (he/him), posted by the artist on January 27, 2023. It's a diary comic in a lineless art style.

The header of the title panel says, "Time for another episode of T.M.I. GB! I got a vasectomy!"

(The word "vasectomy" is a big title. The letter V is a pair of scissors.)

GB grins and says, "What was the most uncomfortable part about it?"

"Was it having people get up close with my groin? Nope!"

This shows GB at the clinic, with a privacy blanket across his lap and his feet up in stirrups. Three people are attending, one of which is examining him, and another of which is holding a tray.

"Was it getting a numbing shot in an extremely sensitive place? Nope!"

This shows a syringe resting on a tray of other supplies.

"Was it the snip snip? Nope!"

This shows GB's view of the person doing the procedure, his face partly hidden by the privacy blanket.

"Was it the slow recovery? Nope!"

A bottle of Tylenol and a bag of ice sit on a countertop.

"The most uncomfortable part of the vasectomy? It was happening in a small town where every one knows every one."

GB stands in line for the checkout counter at a grocery store. All three of the people standing in line with him happen to be from the clinic. One of them behind him says, "Hi." GB warily replies, "Hey."

Description ends.

[love-fictional-ppl]

Bf!James Headcanons

Summary: sfw + nsfw headcanons for bf!james

Pairings: James Potter x gryffindor!fem!reader, platonic!marauders x fem!reader, platonic!lily evans x fem!reader

Warnings: language, James is a simp, nsfw stuff duh, underage drinking, switch!james, boobjobs, mention of pegging, cum (idk i think im js kinda fascinated by cum), oral(male and female receiving), breeding, slight choking, contraceptives, way more I just don’t feel like listing.

A/N: characters are set in their 7th year.

SFW:

First off, we all know this man is a simp for his girl. Like he is down bad.

This man will go and buy you candy from Honeydukes, he will buy you all sorts of stuffed animals, you name it.

Give him homemade gifts! He loves it! Collages, bracelets, small gift baskets, flowers and flower crowns

James absolutely loves when you have a shared class with him, the way you walk hand in hand to the class and sit a seat away from him. He constantly is passing notes back and forth with you and getting in trouble for it, but he doesn’t care one bit.

Sirius loves to tease James for how “pussy whipped” he is. James can’t even deny it.

Permanent puppy dog eyes when he looks at you.

Surprisingly good at gossiping with.

You steal his clothes and he is perfectly fine with it, in fact he prefers it. Sometimes he’ll even bring you a random piece of his clothing bc he wants you to wear it.

You were James’ date to the Yule ball. Sirius spiked the punch. Remus was a victim of the punch.

Oh god. One time the marauders went out to the shrieking shack and got super drunk, James wouldn’t stop whining for you. When the boys came back they sent Lily to fetch you. You got stuck sitting with one very intoxicated James Potter in the common room, you both wound up falling asleep on one of the sofas. The next morning you were woken up by James running to throw up.

Loves to take you on picnics next to the Black Lake. This boy can’t help spoiling you.

He just sneaks in the kitchens and the house elves give him all the food for your dates.

James’ parents adore you, their house is practically your second home.

You come to every quidditch game, you wear one of his scarves and wear as much gryffindor clothing as you can.

You scream James’ name and cheer for him, you give him a kiss after each game and you give him a little more than kiss when they win.

Play with his hair. He will start purring.

He smells like grass, sandalwood, cigarettes from sitting next to Sirius and aftershave

Will use your lotion, perfume, lipgloss, chapstick, boy don’t care.

NSFW:

Oh my lord. James is in love with your body. He wants to touch every part of you all the time.

mating press, full Nelson, cowgirl, missionary are his favorite positions. And let me tell you, he knows how to hit.

Boob jobs. He’s obsessed with them, he loves to make it messy by cumming all over your face and tits.

Ultimately James is a sub leaning switch. He’ll fuck you just how you want tho don’t worry.

James loves trying new things. He will come to you with porno magz he snatched from Sirius asking you timidly if you want to do that stuff.

He has the highest sex tolerance ever. James’ always hard and always needs to go, he can fuck 3-4 rounds b4 he’s down.

Peg him.

He’s so loud when he’s subbing. James will moan and whine and babble at you. When he’s in charge tho… he’ll dirty talk and groan and grunt, occasionally a whimper.

He loves to cum on you, on your face, tits, ass, thighs, pussy. He wants to see you drenched in it. He loves how messy and gross you look after.

James loves to cum inside of you also, he has a massive breeding kink. He will keep pumping you with his loads, so make sure to tell him to stop and learn sum morning after spells.

Prefers giving head over receiving. Don’t get me wrong, he loves blowjobs but he loves the taste of your pussy a tad bit more. James eats like a god too. He will overstimulate you just so he can slurp up your juices.

The blowjobs are great in their own way, the soft warmth of your mouth, how expertly you work his cock, oh and the gag reflex that drives him crazy. He almost busts on the spot.

He loves to fuck you in the showers after his games, his way of blowing off steam. After a particularly hard game, his hand may snake around your throat causing your vision to blur and you to lose your breath.

Getting handled by James is the definition of getting manhandled like a rag doll. He forgets his own strength.

He hates condoms, would rather pull out or some other contraceptive.

Baby is definitely a pervert and steals your panties, you know but just don’t care since he always returns them. He takes them to sniff and lick sometimes James wraps them around his cock and masturbates to the thought of your tight little cunt.

He is a fan of degradation and praise, giving and receiving.

Mommy kink. He will suck on your tits too, if you could produce milk, he would love it. Just wants you to baby him.

He has really sensitive nipples, do what you want with this info.

Good with after care, he’ll clean himself up then grab washcloth and wipe you down, afterwards lying down, cuddling you and thanking you.

Not proofread! I was bored ash so do what u want with this😭 ngl I kinda wanna write a stepdad!james fic next

[tubal-facts]

Update 22 April 2024 -- Backup of the Childfree-Friendly Doctors List

Here's our backup of the list of childfree-friendly doctors.

https://doctors.tubalfacts.com

Pages: 8 Characters: 1,728,234 Headings: 130

Estimated Number of Doctors

US

All Doctors: 2,168

Gynecologists: 1,798

Urologists: 370

International

All Doctors: 161

Gynecologists: 114

Urologists: 47

Canada

All Doctors: 136

Gynecologists: 103

Urologists: 33

[wilteddreamsofbaldursgate]

Thinking about Astarion having to deal with his reclaimed mortality once the initial euphoria of it is wearing off: 

When he’s startled from sleep, woken by his own racing heartbeat. 

Him jumping at the movement in the corner of his eye, only to find it’s just his own reflection staring right back at him, puzzled, before he watches his cheeks redden with embarrassment. 

The sun slowly losing its appeal as time goes on because Astarion keeps getting nasty sunburns after days spent outside, trying to make up for centuries confined to darkness. Whenever he comes home with itching skin and drenched in sweat, he finds himself almost missing hiding in the shadows. 

The odd sensation of feeling more and less at the same time: while some of his senses are now dulled to better suit mortality, others feel heightened to the point of sensory overload—a gust of wind feels like fire licking at his skin and he gets so very anxious whenever he loses Tav in the crowd, unable to distinguish them by the once divine scent of their blood any longer. 

Since he has a reliant supply of his own blood pumping through his veins now, he’s feeling aroused so much easier and more often than not at quite inconvenient times. He enjoyed having sex with Tav before, but now that he’s mortal again, he finds that he’s having to overthink intimacy once again—where his desires used to be driven by burning hunger, lust now feels like a pleasant, more natural bodily reaction. Having to seriously consider contraceptive measures, should his partner be able to get pregnant, is also a rather novel experience for him.  

Bathing still feels as good as before, at least. But where he spent hours in the bathroom out of pointless vanity then, Astarion now has to wash himself because his body would stink of sweat and, well, life otherwise. It will be years before he openly excuses himself for having to use the bathroom whenever nature calls.

And food—food would be the hardest to adjust to. It takes a lot of trial and error to find something that pleases his virgin taste buds (although he swears there’re some odd pieces of memories flashing in front of his eyes whenever he's snacking on wild strawberries or awfully sweet citron tarts). He ends up acquiring a taste for raw cookie dough, shredded cheese and sardines, eating little else for the next two years or so. To everyone's astonishment, he's gotten food poisoning only once or twice.

Astarion is no stranger to pain or injury, but he’s appalled by how long it takes to recover from the most minor cuts and bruises. It’s a well-kept secret between him and Tav that his first common cold had him convinced he was dying for a fortnight straight. 

Crying is much easier now, too.

Ironically, it’s mortality that forces Astarion to strive for more permanent, detail-oriented plans for the future. Now that life is finite, he wants to use the time he has wisely. He might keep travelling the realms until he breathes his last, or settle down, eventually. He might learn a new profession or accumulate some wealth in less honest ways. Maybe, one day, he wants to have a family, heirs to whatever he decides to make his own. 

Once Astarion has come to terms with being a mortal elf again, he realises living is not just about a beating heart. Living is about having endless possibilities but limited time. Choices and decisions that lead to only one thing: death. 

Now that Astarion is living again, he finally understands that death is just another part of the journey.

[ptlsalp]

Tied tubes removed? Bilateral salpingectomy after tubal ligation

[thebarneschronicles]

Navigating the Ordinary

(A Closer To Home Blurb)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Word Count: 1.4k

Synopsis: What starts as a lunch invitation quickly spirals into an unexpected errand to the local CVS, where playful banter about modern absurdities and a deep dive into his dating history lead to unexpected revelations. Between teasing smiles, lingering touches, and an embarrassing encounter in the Family Planning aisle, you realize that the quiet intimacy you share with him runs deeper than either of you might admit.

Trigger Warnings: Talks about contraception! Wrap it before you tap it, kids.

Author’s Note: Surprise surpriseeee... These two keep branching out like multiverse timelines in my head—every time I finish one story, another pops up, ready to be written. I’d love to hear your thoughts! Love, B xx

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“What are the chances you’ll ditch your research for lunch with me?”

His voice cut through the haze of your thoughts, making your head snap up from the monitor you had been glaring at for the past ten minutes. You had been reading the same line over and over again until the words had lost all meaning, blending together in an incoherent mess.

You couldn’t think. You couldn’t sleep. You couldn’t breathe.

Because every waking moment was consumed by the man currently standing in your doorway, looking like stormy weather personified, all brooding intensity with a permanent frown carved between his brows. Though, if you were being honest, that frown hadn’t been quite so permanent lately. It was all anyone could talk about in the office—Bucky Barnes had been downright chatty, even (gasp) smiley at times. And all signs pointed to you.

Your relationship wasn’t exactly a secret, but lately, it had become impossible to ignore. Especially after he had shown up with flowers on the exact day of your big meeting—just because.

Ah, the joys of romance with a 1940s man. He put any modern millennial to shame.

“Are you buying?” you asked, grinning as you pushed back from your desk, giddy excitement bubbling up despite your best efforts to suppress it.

“As long as I get to pick the place,” he shot back, smirking as you stood up and stepped closer. He didn’t resist when you stretched onto your toes to kiss him, his hand automatically settling at your waist.

“Just don’t take me to that Asian place and you’re golden,” you murmured, scratching lightly against the stubble on his jaw.

Bucky frowned. “What’s wrong with the Asian place?”

You arched a brow, deadpan. “The fact that you dated their waitress.”

He pulled back slightly, scoffing. “It was one date!”

“One date too many.” You grabbed your coat and purse before brushing past him with a smug grin. “Let’s go, Sergeant.”

Your acceptance of his invitation hadn’t been entirely selfless. After a satisfying meal, you had successfully maneuvered Bucky into a CVS down the block, iced coffee in hand (he was still horrified by the sheer concept of cold brew) and a mental checklist of essentials to grab.

He trailed behind you with the wary expression of a man trained to recognize enemy ambushes, his sharp eyes darting around as though danger lurked behind the towering shelves of discount shampoo. You led him with purpose, your destination clear: the Family Planning aisle.

Rows upon rows of colorful boxes greeted you, a dazzling spectrum of choices labeled with enticing phrases: glow-in-the-dark, flavored, ribbed for her pleasure, lubricated, thin, ultra-thin, XXL—

Bucky, standing beside you with his arms crossed over his chest, let out a quiet, suffering sigh. “You’re overthinking this.” His voice was low and rough, but there was unmistakable amusement there.

“I’m not overthinking,” you argued, reaching for one box, then hesitating and grabbing another. “I just want to make sure we get the right ones.”

“They’re condoms, not a major life decision.”

You shot him a pointed look. “Well, considering they’re for your life decisions, I’d say it’s pretty important. And excuse me for wanting to make informed choices about our health.”

Bucky blinked, then huffed a soft laugh, his lips quirking into a smirk. “Our health, huh? Pretty sure you just like torturing me.”

You grinned. “What do you think?” You held up a neon green box. “Want a glow stick in your pants?”

He groaned, rubbing a hand down his face before snatching the nearest box—ultra-thin, large—and tossing it into the basket he was dutifully carrying.

You peered inside, nodding approvingly. “Satisfied?”

“Never,” he quipped, the grin still firmly in place.

Shaking your head, you stepped closer, curiosity getting the better of you. “So, while we’re on the topic of your charming personality… I’ve been meaning to ask.”

“Uh-oh,” Bucky said immediately, the grin faltering just slightly. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

You couldn’t hold the smile, eyes scanning his front in a cursory look. “What is it?” He pressed, hesitant.

“Nothing, just—"

“God, I can see the wheels turning in your head.” He shook his head, looking up at the ceiling as if it, somehow, would hold the secrets of the universe.

“I’ve been meaning to ask,” you started again. “What was dating like for you back in the ’40s? You know, before all the… world-saving and cryo-freezing?”

Bucky tilted his head, clearly amused by the question. “Is that it?”

“Just answer the question, Bucky.”

He frowned, but it wasn’t the haunted expression he used to wear when his past was brought up. It was softer now, more contemplative. His gaze flickered downward to his vibranium hand, where his fingers absently traced the ridges in the metal resting on the basket handle. The harsh grocery store lighting made it gleam, but he barely seemed to notice.

“I mean,” you pressed, trying to keep the mood light, “You had to have been a heartbreaker back then. Tall, handsome, that Brooklyn charm—you’re telling me girls weren’t falling all over themselves for you?”

He huffed out a laugh, shaking his head. “You’re giving me too much credit.”

“Oh, come on,” you said, leaning closer with a teasing grin. “You’re telling me you didn’t leave a trail of broken hearts across Brooklyn? I mean, don’t tell me there isn’t a little love child of yours lost somewhere around Europe, a little souvenir from your Howling Commandos days.”

Bucky stopped for half a second, then gave you a deadpan look. “Nope. Pretty sure that’s impossible.”

“Impossible?” you repeated, raising an eyebrow. “You’re telling me a guy who looked like you, traveling across Europe while fighting Nazis, didn’t get some? Not even once?”

He shrugged, entirely too casual. “Ever heard of abstinence?”

You stared at him, blinking in disbelief. “You’re kidding.”

“Nope.”

“How?”

He turned to you then, giving you a pointed look that was somehow both amused and mildly annoyed, like he was waiting for you to connect the dots.

“Oh,” you said after a moment, realization dawning. “Wait. Really?”

Bucky sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Look, it’s not like I didn’t have opportunities…” He glanced at you, expression somewhere between sheepish and apologetic, as if he expected you to be upset about women he never actually slept with seventy years ago. What he didn’t know was that, despite the utter irrationality of it, there was a tiny, annoying tug of jealousy.

“But… things were complicated. Steve and I had our priorities. Girls weren’t exactly top of the list.”

You snorted. “Listen, Steve, I get. Big ol’ virgin. But you?”

“Yeah, thanks for that,” Bucky said dryly.

“What?” you said with an innocent shrug. “I’m just saying, it’s hard to believe. I mean, sure, Steve had the whole ‘Captain America’ schtick, but you had the looks, the charm, the whole mysterious bad boy thing going on. You’re telling me girls weren’t lining up for a chance with Sergeant Barnes?”

“Guess they were more into stars and stripes than his Brooklyn buddy,” Bucky said, his tone light, but there was something underneath it you couldn’t quite place.

“They just didn’t know better,” you offered, leaning closer and bumping your shoulder against his.

He gave you a sidelong glance, lips twitching into a small smile. “Yeah, well. Their loss.”

The moment stretched between you, warm and lingering. His fingers tapped absently against the basket handle, and you could see the way he was studying you out of the corner of his eye—like he was still getting used to the way you looked at him, the way you were here, teasing him about something as simple as old dating habits instead of pushing him to talk about war and loss.

Before you could respond, an elderly woman shuffled past with her cart, her gaze flicking pointedly to the box of condoms in your basket before giving you both a knowing look.

You bit the inside of your cheek, fighting a laugh as Bucky immediately turned away, clearing his throat and pretending to examine a display of toothpaste with sudden, intense focus.

“You okay there, Sergeant?” you teased, sidling up to his side and resting your chin on his arm.

“I’m fine,” he muttered, his ears turning faintly pink.

“You sure? You’re looking a little flustered.”

He turned back to you then, slipping an arm over your shoulders and narrowing his eyes, but the corners of his mouth betrayed him, twitching upward in a reluctant smile. “You’re a menace.”

“And yet, here you are,” you mumbled, pressing a kiss to his lips.

His grip tightened around you, hand curling over the back of your neck as he pulled you in closer. He kissed your temple, lips lingering there as he exhaled slowly, like he was breathing you in, like he was grounding himself in the feeling of you.

“Yeah,” he murmured, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Here I am.”

[tamayula-hl]

I have illustrated many Dad!Ominis, but as I have not yet published my headcanon on DadOmi, I would like to explain it in drawing and text because I am not good at English😳

In my headcanon, Ominis discussed this with his girlfriend, MC, while he was still at school, and they chose to drop the Gaunt name and elope together. The pair jumped ship on a steamer to the USA soon after graduation. As you know, the Gaunt family has ties to the USA, as the mother of the founder of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the USA was born a Gaunt, and there is a Slytherin wand buried in the garden of that school.

(This is an illustration of that scene that I posted on Twitter in May, but there are lots of things I want to correct 😂)

They then started a new life together in the USA, where Ominis was lucky enough to get a job as an employee at MACUSA, which had just moved to New York and was short-staffed. (I have no idea of the details of how Ominis, under a pseudonym that presumably hides his Gaunt family origins, was hired as a permanent employee, and whether his obvious posh English could hide his identity in the US. Never mind the details!🤣)

And secondly, how Ominis became a father in the place where he eloped. In my personal opinion, he would surely be reluctant to leave offspring, even if he became a couple with the woman he loved. A witch named Rionach Steward, daughter of the founder of Ilvermorny School, has become so thick with Gaunt blood that she is rumoured to be a Parselmouth. She remained celibate for the rest of her life in order not to leave her cursed blood to future generations. Ominis is very serious and thoughtful and, like Rionach, would not want to leave the Gaunt blood flowing in his body to future generations.

Where Rionach and Ominis differ, however, is that he is a man. If Ominis were heterosexual and had a healthy body, it would be difficult for him to completely abstain from sexual desire for women. (As an aside, I think this dichotomy is the spice that makes Ominis' smut more attractive.)

Two young, loving people who are financially strapped and starved for entertainment are sure to indulge their carnal desires. Soon, they find out that MC is pregnant.

In other words, in my headcanon, ominis become fathers for the pathetic reason of contraceptive failure. I guess there are two sides to this, but of course I am convinced that Ominis is not the kind of irresponsible man who would run away from an unwanted pregnancy. Ominis will be very bewildered, but he will be cheerful in front of his pregnant wife and will support her with dedication, as in the manga and illustrations I posted the other day! During MC's pregnancy, Ominis will be repeatedly struck with anxiety, but as he sees his wife's belly growing bigger day by day, he will gradually develop paternal feelings for her. And after the birth of his first child, when he holds his baby for the first time, Ominis will be moved by the preciousness of the creature in his arms and the weight of life, and he will awaken as the best dad…!

I hope that Ominis, who became a father after unexpected events in his elopement, lives happily ever after, chewing on how precious a healthy family is😍.

Of course, it's all my headcanon, so I like different people's different ideas about Ominis' future! Anyway, I am happy as long as I see Ominis living a long and happy life..!

Thank you for reading my long story 🫶🫶🫶

A Japanese translation of the text is placed in undercut. (ほぼTwitterで書き散らかしていた妄想をまとめたものです。画像内の文章を和訳する元気はありませんでしたすみません…😂)

（機械翻訳にブチ込む用に書いた文章なので、ちょっと変ですがご容赦ください🙏）

私の脳内設定（headcanon）では、オミニスは在学中にガールフレンドであるMCと話し合って、Gauntの名を捨て、二人で駆け落ちすることを選びました。 二人は��業してすぐにアメリカ行きの蒸気船に飛び乗りました。

その後二人はアメリカで新生活を始め、ニューヨークに移転したばかりで人手不足のMACUSAでオミニスは運良く職員としての仕事を手に入れました。 （おそらくGaunt家出身であることを隠している偽名のオミニスがどのように正社員として採用されたか、また、明らかなposh Englishを話す彼がアメリカで素性を隠しきれるかどうかについては、私は細かいことは全く考えていません。こまけえこたぁいいんだよ！）

ご存知の通り、アメリカのIlvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardryの創始者の母はゴーント家の生まれで、その学校の庭にはスリザリンの杖が埋まっているなど、Gaunt家とアメリカには縁があります

そして次に、駆け落ち先でオミニスがどのようにして父親になっていったかです。 私の個人的な意見ですが、彼はきっと愛する女性と夫婦になっても、子孫を残すことを嫌がるでしょう。 Ilvermorny Schoolの創設者の娘のRionach Stewardという魔女はParselmouthという噂があるほどGauntの血を濃く継いでしまいました。彼女は呪われた血を後世に残さないために生涯独身を貫いた。 オミニスはとても真面目で思慮深い性格なので、Rionachと同じように、彼の身体の中に流れるGauntの血を後世に残したくないと思うでしょう。

しかしRionachとオミニスが違うところは、彼が男性ということです。 Ominisが異性愛者で健康的な身体を持っていれば、女性に対する性欲を完全に断つというのは困難でしょう。 （余談ですが、この二律背反こそ、オミニスのsmutをより魅力的にさせるスパイスだと私は思います）

金銭的な余裕もなく娯楽に飢えた、若い愛し合う二人は、きっと肉欲に溺れるはずです。 そして間もなく、MCの妊娠が判明するのです。

つまり私のheadcanonでは、オミニスは避妊失敗という情けない理由で父親になります。 これについては賛否両論かと思いますが、もちろん、オミニスは望まぬ妊娠から逃げ出すような無責任な男ではないと私は確信しています。 オミニスは非常に困惑しながらも、妊娠中の妻の前では明るく振舞い、先日投稿したmangaやイラストのように献身的に彼女をサポートするでしょう！ MCの妊娠期間中、オミニスは何度も不安に襲われるでしょうが、日に日に大きくなる妻のお腹を見ていくうちに少しずつ父性が芽生える。 そして第一子が誕生後、初めて��ちゃんを抱いた時に、オミニスは腕の中にある生き物の尊さと命の重みに感動し、最高のパパとして覚醒するのです…！！

駆け落ち先の予想外の出来事から父親になったOminisが、健全な家族がどれほど尊いものかを噛み締めて幸せに生きていてくれればと思います😍

もちろん、全て私のheadcanonなので、オミニスの将来については、色んな人の色んな考えも好きです！ とにかく私は、幸せに長生きしているオミニスが見れればそれで幸せなのです…！

長い文を読んでくれてありがとうございました🫶🫶🫶

[autisticadvocacy]

"Instead of reverting to the past to even contemplate permanent contraception, we should be investing in education, resources, skill development, and support systems that empower people with I/DD and their families."

[frameacloud]

A Masterpost About Long-Acting Reversible Contraceptives (LARCs)

During the upcoming presidency, it is likely that people in the US will lose many options that keep them from getting pregnant (contraceptives). The right-wing Project 2025 is against birth control pills, abortion, emergency contraception, and the government-provided health insurance ("Obamacare," Medicaid, and Medicare) that helps people afford these.

If you or your partner are concerned about the possibility of losing access to those options soon, you can ask your doctor or Planned Parenthood about getting a Long-Acting Reversible Contraceptive (LARC). The two kinds of LARCs are IUDs and the implant. If you get a LARC right now, it can protect you for years, without you having to do anything to maintain it. A LARC isn't permanent, so you can get rid of it if you later decide that you're ready to have a baby.

Hormonal Intrauterine Device: 3, 5, or 8 years of protection, depending on brand

An IUD is a T-shaped object that a nurse or doctor puts into your uterus. It's tiny, just a little more than an inch. The procedure for getting an IUD isn't surgery, it lasts just a few minutes, and it goes much better if you ask for an anti-anxiety medicine and the right type of painkiller.

Hormonal IUDs work because they slowly release progestin. That's the main hormone in birth control pills. Like pills, they can make your periods get lighter or stop, which is helpful for people who need to get rid of cramps and PMS.

Of the brands of them in the US, the FDA currently approves of using Kyleena for up to five years, Liletta for eight, Mirena for eight, and Skyla for three. Kyleena and Skyla are smallest and therefore easiest to insert.

I have more info in my tags about IUDs.

Copper IUDs: 12 years of protection

The other type of IUD is a copper IUD. Instead of changing your hormones, it works because copper makes the place unfriendly to sperm. Another difference is that this kind can make your periods heavier. Its brand name is Paragard. The FDA approves of using it for ten years, but studies show it's still good at twelve or longer. More info in my tags.

The birth control implant: 5 years of protection

It's a rod the size of a matchstick. A nurse or doctor uses an applicator to put it under your skin in your arm. There, it will slowly release progestin to protect you from getting pregnant. It can make your periods get lighter or stop. The FDA approves of using it for three years, but a study shows it's still 100% effective five years later, and so does another study. Its brand name is Nexplanon, which has improvements over the older Implanon, such as being visible on X-ray. More info in my tags.

Some honorable mentions

There are some other contraceptives that last a long time but aren't considered LARCs. The diaphragm and the cervical cap are two kinds of plastic cap that you put on your cervix each time before sex, and you can keep using the same one for two years. The birth control ring, Annovera, lasts one year. Each injection of the birth control shot, Depo-Provera, lasts three months.

Only barrier methods such as condoms, internal condoms, and dental dams can protect against sexually transmitted infections. The right wing wants to stop people from getting condoms, too. That's another problem, but LARCs can help us get through the next four years without unplanned pregnancies.