#pregnancy support belt

[obscenely-overdue]

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

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

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

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[bi-writes]

gIvE mE yOuR bAbY !!!!!!! (previous part, dark?reader x ghost, 18+ !!!!!)

you throw the pregnancy test angrily into the trash. you're staring at the mirror now, practically snarling at your reflection. you've been fucking your lieutenant for weeks now, and nothing.

nothing, nothing, nothing.

the fucking brute doesn't even want a baby--he's appeasing you, giving into you, but you know it won't be long until your lieutenant becomes just a little coherent and realizes he might not want this, might not need this, not as much as you.

but you're focused. it's him, god dammit, and it will be him. no matter what.

it's late, but you make your way across base anyways. there's no one around, not even the crickets, or maybe the rushing in your ears is too loud for you to hear anything but your beating heart. you fit your key into the lock, shoving his door open, and you see the sorry bastard sleeping in his cot.

he's fully clothed, the paranoid little shit. his belt is nowhere to be found, and he had the good idea to leave his tact vest on the floor by the door, but he's still wearing his cargo pants and a standard issue shirt, his mask hanging off his fingertips. he snores loudly, his nose broken too many times to offer him a night of quiet sleep, and it angers you to see him so peaceful.

you shut the door and lock it, taking the band off of your wrist and tying your hair up before shoving your pants off and tossing your shirt into the corner of the room. you reach over him, undoing the button of his pants and shoving them low. he blinks away the sleep from his eyes just as you straddle him, trying to get his pants just that much lower on his hips.

"the fuck are y'doin'?!" simon growls, his hands gripping your hips on instinct.

"i'm not pregnant," you snap. "now shut up and do what you do best. take these--" you yank on his pants again, but he's more than two hundred pounds of solid fat and muscle, and your tugs don't even budge, not even a little. "--take your fucking pants off!"

he grunts as he finally lifts his hips enough to pull them just low enough. you whine with relief, slipping a hand over him, spitting on his cock before spreading it over his thick length. he hisses, leaning his head back, chubbing up immediately.

"christ," he groans, licking his lips. "never gets old."

"yeah, daddy?" you coo, leaning down and kissing him wet. "'s too bad it hasn't taken yet..." you pout a little. "it's not working, why isn't it working?"

"'cause y'pout too much," simon scoffs. "y'r such a brat."

you whimper, pulling your panties to the side, scooting up as you sink down on his cock easily. you're positively sopping, and he breaches your cunt without much resistance. you fall over him, your hands on either side of his head, and you rock your hips gently as he gets even harder now that he's inside of you.

"simon--" you cry, leaning your head back. "i just want it so bad..." you start to bounce, your eyes rolling back as you hear the smack of your ass against his thighs. "want your baby, simon..."

"ackk..." he hisses. "i know. i know y'want it, luv. ahhh--cunt's beggin' fer it."

you nod, your eyes fluttering shut, and you keep up the pace, the squeak of his cot rattling as you throw your hips back harder.

"fuckin' hell, swee'eart..." he grits his teeth. "really workin' for it..." he chuckles breathlessly, reaching back and gripping your ass with both hands, easily supporting you to bounce a little harder with just the flex of his arms. "fucked ya just this mornin', and y'r already cryin' for me..."

you reach down and grip his jaw, licking over his bottom lip.

"need it all the time," you whisper against his lips. "n-need to be full...a-always..."

simon hums, nodding, "yeah? tha' wot it is? not fillin' y'r cunt often enough, tha' wot y'r sayin', baby?"

you kiss him hot and heavy, your hips bouncing a little more frantically as you lick into his mouth. all teeth and tongue, all wet and slobbery, positively drunk on the way his cock punches into you. you're needy and angry and so, so desperate for it, and you need all the time, need him to just, please, please, please, keep me this full all the time, please--!

"y'r such a needy little girl," he growls. "always so wet..."

"shut the fuck up, simon, and just cum--!" you gasp, cut off by the smack to your ass that he chides you with.

"y'listen t'me--" he grips where your hair is tied up, yanking on it, forcing your neck back and baring the soft skin to him. he sits up, shaking you practically, manhandling you until you're underneath him now, scratching at his biceps as you try to gain control again. it's pointless, really--he can pin you down with one burly leg, and he's got the weight of his entire body holding your hips down as he forces his cock so deep, you feel him right in your stomach. "listen t'me, little brat, you'll get wot i give ya, and you'll like it, yeah? you'll take it, and you'll say thank you, lieutenant, olright?"

you whine, pushing your hips back, feeling the heat of him, and you don't stop crying until he cums. it isn't even about getting off yourself; you just need to be full of him, all the time, always, whenever he's near.

you lose none of your enthusiasm. simon wakes up with your mouth wrapped around his thick cock, and he falls asleep with you pushing back against him as he fucks you from behind. you grab him by the vest as he passes by where you're hidden in a supply closet, and you fuck him fast and hard before sending him off to training again. you slip into his office and take him on his desk, crowd him in the corner of the room that you both are sitting in when you're out in the field. you give him no room to breathe, you just force his trousers as low as holsters will let you and fuck him until he gives you what you need.

"insatiable little girl," he always says into your ear, but you can't help it. your lieutenant is not just your certified baby daddy, he's everything you've been looking for in a man. disgusting, all brute strength, a taker, selfish, obsessed. he isn't normal, and you adore that--you fucking hate normal. you don't want someone passive and sweet, you want someone possessive and a little fucked up, and it's just a bonus that his cock matches his size and that he knows exactly how to use it to make you boneless and feral.

he's just so hot. rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, you drool at the sight of his tattoo sleeve. as he gets dressed in the morning, you catch a glimpse of his bare ass, and you have to fuck yourself on your fingers to refrain from making him any later. seeing him smirk under the mask, it drives you insane, especially when he gives you those eyes--the eyes that say fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. you especially love him making his way back after an op, his body hot under his gear and smelling like sweat and sand and smoke. you lick the ash off his fingers and make him fuck you with his mask stuffed into your mouth because you want to taste the essence of him at his most authentic--adrenaline hungry and bloodthirsty.

"gonna milk me fuckin' dry," he murmurs one evening, running a thick hand over his length. you lay beside him and mewl, your knees still open from when he was just on top of you. your back arches as you feel his spend dribbling out onto the bed, and you reach down and use your fingers to stuff it back inside. as he massages himself, he grunts, the squelch of your slick making it easy for him. "twice olready, 'n y'wanna go again, tha' it?"

you give him big eyes, squirming under his gaze. you slip your fingers out, putting them into your mouth and sucking soft. when you let them go, you smile at him lazily.

"yes, daddy," you whisper, nodding. "p-please...please give me more..."

he chuckles, breathless, and he nods.

"woteva y'want, baby. turn over. give it t'me."

fuck, it makes you so wet all over again to hear him say it. to hear him tell you that you can have it all, have all that you want, that he'll give you whatever you need. it makes your head spin, it makes you dizzy and giggly. you've only ever heard him bark orders outside of this room, but when you're alone, he caters to you and only to you--he's wrapped around your finger, and he doesn't know it, and it makes you positively hungry and satiated all at the same time. hungry for more of it, satisfied knowing it's yours and only yours.

it's days later, when he has you cock-drunk (again) and utterly exhausted that he speaks to you again, really speaks. he smooths a hand over your stomach, pulling back your hips until you're nestled under his arm and pressed back to chest against him. he nuzzles his nose against your jaw, kissing under your ear.

"y'not pregnant yet?" he murmurs. "y'sure of tha'?"

you close your eyes, humming as you nestle into the warmth that he gives off. you shrug, trying to blow it off, trying to seem nonchalant and unbothered. you don't know what he'll do once he finds out. you don't know if he'll push you away, knowing he's given you what you asked for. you want to stay like this, basking in the post-orgasmic bliss of simon's incredible fucking, and you want to think of nothing else but gathering enough energy to do it all over again.

you can tell him about the positive pregnancy test later. right?

"guess not," you whisper, and you moan unexpectedly when you feel him chub up against your ass. fuck, he can go for hours--his stamina knows no bounds.

he doesn't tell you that he found that little test, in a plastic baggie stuck behind the extra toilet paper in the bathroom. instead he grins wide, knowing you've lied, and he hikes up your knee as he pushes into you.

"hmmm..." he growls in your ear. "then we won't stop. won't fuckin' stop until y'ave it. until y'r tits are fat, and 'm fuckin' sure y've got m'baby there--" he cups your pussy as he bottoms out, swirling two fingers around your puffy, abused clit. you nod, slipping his fingers into your mouth, sucking on them desperately.

you won't stop. you'll never stop. you'll never let him go.

[snug-fit360]

Lightning Crotch Pain during Pregnancy: Symptoms & Remedies

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

Symptoms of Lightning Pain during Pregnancy

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

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

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

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

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

Remedies for Lightning Crotch Pain

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[hubbvrd]

first night at home | JB9

summary — It's the first night at home with your newborn daughter. When you wake up in the middle of the night and Joe is no longer lying next to you in bed, you find Joe and your newborn daughter in their baby room and what you see there melts your heart

pairing — joe burrow x reader

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Your eyes filled with tears again as you followed Joe carrying the baby carrier with your newborn daughter into your home for the first time.

Two days ago, Amelia Grace Burrow had seen the light of day, making you and Joe the happiest of people and your family complete for the time being.

Amelia was almost a one-to-one copy of your boyfriend, she had even inherited his tangled, almost curly hair, which was clearly visible from birth as she had been born with an incredible amount of hair.

The living-dining room was adorned with colorful decorations. There were countless helium balloons in the shape of a baby bottle, a teddy bear, a princess and Amelia's name.

There was also a garland with 'Welcome home, baby & mommy' written on it. The dining table was heaped with presents and food so that you could only just make out the wooden top of the table.

"Wow," you marveled as you blinked hard at the tears that were already filling your eyes and making their way down your cheeks.

You had thought that your hormones would settle down quickly after the birth, as you had already been quite waterlogged during the pregnancy - but no way. Your hormones had been going crazy almost non-stop since the birth of your little girl, so you had already used up countless tissues and there seemed to be no end in sight.

"Did you do all that?" you looked over at Joe, who carefully placed the baby carrier on the couch and squatted down in front of it.

Amelia had slept all the way from the hospital to your home, which you were quite grateful for - because you had been terrified of the first car journey.

It probably hadn't been the best idea to read the experiences of other mothers on various websites, as most of them had described the first car journey with a newborn as the 'horror ride'.

But Amelia seemed to have been a calm and contented baby not only in the hospital, but also on the car journey and even now, as she continued to slumber soundly in her seat.

"The decoration? Yes. The gifts and food are from a few neighbors, but most of the things are from my teammates - most of them really went overboard with the gifts. I'm sure one or two of them will spoil Amelia as she gets older," he laughed, whereupon you joined in with his laughter.

Because you could imagine all too well how much Joe's team colleagues would spoil your daughter.

Ja'Marr, Tee and Sam in particular had adored the little one ever since they had known you were having a daughter.

The three of them had even been on hand to help set up the baby's room and had already bought countless cute outfits for Mini Burrow (including, of course, a Mini Burrow jersey from each of them so that she could - according to the boys - support her favorite uncle).

As you laughed, you began to feel your abdomen tighten slightly in pain. Even though the birth had not brought any complications, you had a painful pulling sensation in your abdomen from time to time, which was normal according to the doctors at the hospital, so you lay down on the soft cushions of the sofa next to the baby seat.

Joe carefully undid the baby seat belt and then took out your daughter, who was quite tiny, and sat down on the sofa next to you with her in his arms.

Amelia's eyes were closed and there was a pacifier in her mouth that was almost bigger than her face.

A Bengals cap sat on her head - how could it be any different, of course, because according to Joe she had to be taken directly to her favorite team.

"She's so tiny," you gushed quietly as a tear began to roll down your cheek.

You still couldn't believe your happiness about your little family, which you had wished for since you were little - it would certainly take some time before it happened.

"And so beautiful, like her mommy," Joe added, causing a soft sob to leave your lips.

"I love you so much," Joe breathed, as seconds later he carefully put his free arm around you so that your head found its place on his shoulder, where you had an even better view of the sweet little creature lying perfectly in Joe's arm, sucking on her pacifier and leaning.

"We love you too. So much," you whispered softly before your eyes drifted shut from sheer exhaustion and you too fell into a peaceful sleep.

—

You were startled out of your sleep by a scream, so that you sat up straight in bed and looked around in the dark bedroom, which was only lit by a faint ray of light from the street lamp.

You could still remember falling asleep next to Joe on the sofa. But you couldn't remember getting into bed on your own, so Joe must have carried you up and put you to bed.

But before you could turn the covers aside and swing your feet on the bed, Joe was already jumping out of bed.

"I'm going, go back to sleep," he breathed softly to you and pressed a quick kiss to your forehead before pushing you back onto the mattress and putting the covers back over you.

And the moment your head touched the pillow, you were already asleep again.

It was crazy how little you slept with a newborn and how quickly you fell asleep once you'd taken care of the baby or your partner took over.

But you wouldn't trade anything for the chance to sleep through the night again.

—

The next time you woke up and looked to your left, Joe still wasn't back.

A glance at your cell phone, which was lying next to you on the bedside table, told you that it was only 4:55am.

Carefully, your hand touched the empty side of the bed next to you, which was quite cold, so you knew that Joe must have been with your daughter for some time.

Even though you couldn't hear a sound - not even Amelia's crying - you decided to check and relieve Joe, because maybe Amelia needed her mommy now.

The wooden floor creaked softly under your bare feet as you followed the source of light coming from Amelia's nursery.

The closer you got to the baby's room, which was by far the most loving room and your favorite room in the whole house, you heard Joe's soft voice.

So as not to elicit another creak from the floor, you tiptoed the last few meters over to the bright room with the flowery wallpaper, where you leaned slightly against the door frame and took a look inside the room.

On the cozy armchair in the middle of the baby's room, Joe sat with Amelia in his arms and handed her the bottle, from which Amelia drank greedily.

Joe gently rocked the two of them back and forth while his hand held the bottle and his index finger stroked your daughter's tiny hand.

This sight made your heart warm up and your heart skip a little. It really was a beautiful view that almost brought new tears to your eyes - but only almost.

"You're really hungry, huh?" he asked softly as a smile spread across his lips.

"That's good, you'll be a big and strong girl. But do you know what you already are? My sweet girl. My sweet girl, who I will always protect. Come what may. I will also make sure that no boy will ever break your heart and if he hurts you because of Uncle Ja'Marr, I will make sure that he suffers. But also the whole team will always make sure that you don't get hurt. Because they are family. They are your uncles. You'll never be alone..I promise you that,A."

The quarterback leaned in slightly to kiss your daughter's little forehead, causing Amelia to let out a soft sweet sound.

A wide smile crept onto your lips and you couldn't stand there any longer, just watching the two of them.

You crossed a few steps before you reached Joe and Amelia, who had just finished the last of the bottle and now had a wide grin on her lips, which seemed to grow twice as big when she spotted you.

"You've discovered mommy. She probably couldn't sleep anymore because I wasn't there and you've completely taken over me" Joe grinned as he gently tickled your daughter's tummy and then put her over his shoulder for a burp and patted her gently on the back.

"How long have you been awake?" you asked Joe as you carefully adjusted the burp cloth lying on his shoulder.

"I don't know, half an hour?"

"Why didn't you wake me up? I would have done it already. You got up earlier..."

You were slightly plagued by guilt, because before you went home, you had both agreed that you would take turns whenever Amelia cried or was hungry so that you both got enough sleep.

"Hey, babe..." his voice sounded soft as he reached for your hand and stroked the back of it. "You slept so deeply and I wanted you to get some sleep after the exhausting birth two days ago. I'm fine, really. My tiredness has been blown away. I mean look at her, she's mesmerizing me."

Joe's gushing caused him to start yawning softly and it was only now that you saw clearly how deep the circles under his eyes actually looked.

"Come back to bed. Let's cuddle up in our bed as a family. And when you fall asleep, you'll sleep through the night" you promised your boyfriend and together you made your way back to the bedroom, where the three of you snuggled into bed.

Joe lying on his back, with Amelia curled up on his chest, who already seemed to be in a milk coma, with your head in the crook of his neck.

And it wasn't long before the two of you drifted back to sleep overjoyed and you could hardly wait to start the next day together as a family.

[mpreglover225]

[Newly Declassified Document from U.S. Army Medical Corps Archives, 1944 Subject: Medical Assessment Report — Pvt. Andrew “Drew” Matthews (Service No. 5XXXX) Date: May 10, 1944 Location: Field Hospital, Western Front

Background & Context

Private Andrew “Drew” Matthews, 18, is currently serving overseas under the U.S. Army. Initial enlistment was in late 1943. He has been under periodic medical review following the discovery of an unexpected pregnancy while stationed in-theater. According to the most recent examinations, Pvt. Matthews is now at approximately seven months gestation. This update provides a detailed assessment of his physical condition, with particular focus on rectal and hip adaptations pertinent to male pregnancy.

Current Medical Evaluation

General Physical Status

Vital Signs:

Blood Pressure: 115/76 (stable)

Pulse: 84 BPM (slightly elevated but within normal pregnancy parameters)

Respiration: 18 breaths per minute

Weight Gain: 18 pounds above initial enlistment baseline (notable increase from previous month, consistent with advancing gestation).

Gestational Progress

Estimated 28 weeks (7 months). The uterine and lower abdominal growth is consistent with typical third-trimester developments in male pregnancy.

Fetal heart tones remain strong on auscultation (~146 BPM). Fetal movements reported to be frequent, especially in the evenings.

Rectal Examination

Pvt. Matthews reports periodic pressure and heaviness in the rectal canal, especially when standing or marching for extended periods.

On gentle palpation, the rectum shows increased vascularity and mild swelling, which is not unusual in the late stages of male pregnancy. However, care must be taken to prevent or manage potential hemorrhoids, given added strain in this region.

The anal sphincter demonstrates normal tone, though Pvt. Matthews describes occasional episodes of discomfort—likely linked to fetal positioning and the downward pressure exerted by the growing child.

Hip and Pelvic Girdle Assessment

Complaints of hip soreness and lower back ache have intensified since last examination (one month prior). This is attributed to gradual pelvic widening and the shifting center of gravity.

Physical palpation indicates mild ligament laxity around the hip joints—a natural adaptation in male pregnancies as the body prepares for labor.

Pvt. Matthews experiences discomfort when required to traverse uneven terrain or stand in formation for extended durations. He reports temporary relief with short seated rests and mild stretches.

Nutritional and Environmental Factors

Wartime rationing complicates access to fresh produce, but additional calorie allowances have been arranged.

Daily supplements (when available) include powdered milk, iron tablets, and occasionally vitamin-fortified biscuits. Pvt. Matthews has been instructed to remain vigilant about hydration, as dehydration can exacerbate swelling and discomfort.

Duty Restrictions and Lifestyle

Currently assigned to administrative duties at a rear-echelon facility to minimize prolonged standing and heavy lifting.

Recommended low-impact movements: occasional short walks, gentle pelvic exercises, and if feasible, daily check-ins with medical staff for observation.

Sleep remains inconsistent due to frequent nighttime fetal activity and shared barracks noise, though Pvt. Matthews states he manages intermittent rest as best he can.

Psychological Outlook

Pvt. Matthews displays a mix of resolve and concern. He expresses worry about the stigma associated with his pregnancy and the uncertainty of how the child will be cared for if deployment conditions worsen.

Reports a sense of relief in having official medical oversight. Limited but consistent morale support from select squadmates and some discreet chaplain consultations appear beneficial.

Recommendations

Rectal & Hip Care

Moderate Rest: Schedule routine seated breaks to alleviate rectal pressure.

Support Garments: A supportive belt or band around the lower abdomen may reduce strain on hips and rectal canal.

Warm Compresses: Applied to the lower back and hips can mitigate soreness; for rectal discomfort, brief sitz baths or mild topical ointments (when resources permit).

Continued Nutritional Support

Maintain priority rations and supplements. Encourage iron- and protein-rich foods to prevent anemia and support fetal growth.

Ensure hydration, especially given increased metabolic demands at seven months.

Monitoring and Follow-Up

Regular monthly checks, or sooner if rectal swelling increases or if new symptoms arise (e.g., significant bleeding, severe pelvic pain).

Coordinate with field hospital staff to prepare for potential labor or complications, given the unusual deployment environment.

Emotional and Social Support

Where possible, arrange for discreet counseling. Encourage Pvt. Matthews to continue confiding in chaplain or trusted medical personnel, minimizing isolation.

If feasible, discuss postpartum logistics with commanding officers to ensure the newborn’s welfare and Pvt. Matthews’s postpartum recovery.

Conclusion

At seven months pregnant, Pvt. Matthews remains in stable condition with no immediate red flags detected aside from typical third-trimester challenges. Symptoms such as rectal heaviness, hip soreness, and general fatigue reflect the normal physiological adaptations of late-stage male pregnancy. Ongoing support, both medical and logistical, will be crucial to ensure a safe outcome for both father and child as wartime circumstances persist.

Signed,

Capt. Robert H. Nolan, M.D.

U.S. Army Medical Corps, Western Front

[arceus-insanity]

Endeavor Deserves No Sympathy!

I don't understand how anyone can think Endeavor was ever a good dad. It also always comes off as incredibly victim blamie, especially towards Touya, and often Shoto too.

He literally only got married and had kids to use them. He never gave a shit about their well being, never even thought about it until he had the one thing he cared about and was still miserable. I've already gone over the math proving he gave up on achieving his dream himself at 21 at the absolute latest. (https://www.tumblr.com/arceus-insanity/763259515356512256/i-liked-endeavors-character-when-he-was?source=share)

And basic math will once again be used to prove just how little this waste of flesh actually tries.

This time the focus is on how quickly he abandoned Touya and immediately went to emotional abuse via neglect & literally replacing him, and once again risking that more children be born with self-destructive quirks.

For context we only see Endeavor doing anything with his kids that's not him literally walking through and ignoring them in two circumstances. Once when Fuyumi's a newborn and Touya is attempting to crawl (not walk) over to her. And training. Those are the only times he tries to spend with any of them, even after he starts his 'atonement'

Now comparing Touya in the scene of them training and himself as a toddler and all the child imagery this series loves to use instead of actually saving imperfect victims, Touya is at least 3 (probably closer to 4) when he's taken to the doctor and they are informed of his condition

Natsuo is 4 and a half years younger than him.

We know for a fact Natsuo (& Shoto) was conceived after they got the news, not willingly either. Pregnancy takes 40 weeks average, so Touya would still be 3 when Natsuo was conceived. So once again it took this 'man' less than a year to give up and have another child he hoped to use as a tool, and was explicitly making to hurt his existing son. And as I have said plenty of times before, risking that the new kids could be born with the same disorder, I hate how convenient it is that Shoto gets near zero negative quirk side effects.

Want to know what we never see, Endeavor doing something else with Touya and Touya demanding training, it's always him walking past/ away from Touya. Considering all of the shit they've pulled to soften Endeavor's abuse both in the manga and even more so in the anime, they wouldn't skip something like this. It's not hard to tell that Touya's 'obsession with training' is really about spending time with his dad, you know like a human child that literally needs love, proven by numerous studies and research in the real world.

He throws all parenting responsibilities onto Rei, adds more children to that load, and when Touya suffers for it (like everyone else) he does nothing, doesn't even hire a nanny

Another are you kidding me take I've seen is that somehow Touya's quirk issues are worse than Midoriya's and Yuga's. Touya managed to train his quirk to produce blue fire at 13 with zero equipment and less than no help, and only lost control of it, because of the mental abuse Endeavor had inflicted on him leading him to a mental breakdown. And/ or the theory I've only seen once of AFO using his ability to force quirk activation (seen with a passed out chapter 90 during his first confrontation with All Might)

Midoriya was breaking his bones all the way into the Shie Hassaikai arc and was only able to fight because Eri and was breaking support equipment in the following arc as well. Yuga had a support belt all the way back in the entrance exam and was still struggling with that.

Speaking of Yuga let's compare parental effort here, because as much as it backfired Yuga's parents tried a whole lot more. For starters they nearly bankrupted themselves to get him a quirk, so he could feel equal. All For One is a mythic man prior to his arrest, and those who knew of him were shown to be serious long-term villain groups, so they had gone to quite a bit of effort to find that he existed to begin with. They also got him support gear (the navel belt thing) as a kid to help him with said quirk, he literally had it in the entrance exam. Endeavor never looked into that, Endeavor is not only rich too but he's a top hero he would have direct access to support equipment companies that would jump at the opportunity and it never even occurred to him.

Endeavor's name is an irony as endeavour means to try hard to do or achieve something. He never tries hard he gives up incredibly quickly the second there's any road block, but instead of moving on he makes everyone suffer for it. He's a toxic pageant mom who'd rather force their child into a toxic world and a role they don't want than work on himself

And what finally makes him change? Getting exactly what he wanted and still being miserable, and he still expects through his actions his family to cater to him.

Not his son getting a major disability due to his actions, no, he decided to double down, mentally abusing and neglecting the son he supposedly loves, raping his wife who didn't want more kids or participate in this abuse, and again risking that Natsuo & later Shoto might have that same issue. Not when his wife breaks down and permanently scars his precious masterpiece, who proceeds to rightfully blame him, and he just thinks of it as a tantrum despite it lasting a fucking decade. Not when his eldest literally dies as the result of his selfishness. Not literally during any part of this entire process!

Dabi is 23 when Endeavor finally starts to 'try' to be better, that means that for at least 24 years he has only been caring about his fucking precious number one spot in a popularity contest that he couldn't even bother to try to be likeable for, this wasn't one bad decision, this was him constantly choosing to be so insanely selfish that he found ways that shouldn't even be possible for over two decades. And it was all him.

[tanuki-kimono]

Hello ! I've been really into Gegege no Kitarou recently, and looking at his mom made me wonder : back when kimonos were worn on a daily basis, how did pregnant people style them ? Did they wear other types of clothes that don't compress the stomach as much instead ? If you happen to have any info on this, it would be very cool :)

Hi! It's hard to imagine as many kitsuke pictures now promote perfect tubular silhouettes with not a fold out of place, but in the past kimono were worn far more loosely than they are today!

Kimono was then worn everyday (=no time for perfect polished photoshoot looks ;), many kistuke accessories we now use didn't even exist (=they were not needed!).

During Edo period to late Meiji, feminine silhouettes were far more flowy/willowy than what we have today:

Kimono tended to be longer (hikizuri for ex.) and adjusted far less tighlty on the upper body (=people were working!). Depending on the period obi were narrower, or worn differently (criss crossed for ex.) or laxer than what we do today.

Pregnant women had no trouble adjusting their clothes to their changing bodies :)

The kimono was worn looser and looser as belly and boobs grew. If possible, kimono could have been unstitched and retailored (if fabric allowed it) to the bigger size needed.

Obi and ties were set above (and/or under the belly depending on time), like so:

And pregnancy belts were widely used.

One belt was a type of sarashi (soft cotton roll, which was also used for chest) named hara-obi ���帯, which provided support:

Another special belt was the Iwata-obi 岩田帯, used during Obi-iwai 帯祝い, a ceremony taking place on the day of the dog during the fifth month of pregnancy. This was meant to ensure safe birth, as dogs were thought to give birth easily - hence why inu hariko are good luck charm for expecting women:

The obiiwai was also a way to announce a pregnancy to the community (as miscarriages, abortions, and infanticides were sadly quite common then).

Iwata obi are still a thing, here are modern ones:

Finally, as a side note, what pregnant women could do if they felt smothered by their kimono? Well, just open the damn thing to wear it much like a robe!

Japan had not the same shaming view of female breasts than the West then. It was quite common to see some working class people in underwear/loosely dressed, or have both sex share spaces in the nude (baths for ex.).

Tbh, unless she was living a sheltered life (no work, servants, etc.), I don't see why a pregnant woman would have bothered with a properly adjusted kimono, when she could have just be much freer and comfortable xD

Hope this helps!

[greatbigbellies]

A totally naked, bare pregnant belly is fantastic and I love looking at one. BUT...

There is so much subtle beauty and eroticism in a pregnant belly that's clothed in specific ways.

A pregnant belly in a top stretched so tight it looks like it'll ride up or even split a seam if you breathed on it too hard, bonus points if this overstretched article is MADE for pregnant bodies...

A pregnant belly that's mostly covered but peeks out the bottom, showing a cheeky sliver of stretchmarked skin under a hem of something meant to cover it completely.

A pregnant belly in something meant to zip or button up but forces the two halves apart, either breaking the zipper, popping the button, or very heavily straining the button but not QUITE popping it.

A pregnant belly in a pregnancy support belt, under a shirt that rides high enough that if the belt wasn't there, a third of it would be hanging out. Belly support belts are super hot, just imagining having a tummy so heavy and DENSE you need extra clothing to walk around with it comfortably, and that very clothing is the only thing stopping your pregnant midriff from being on display.

A pregnant belly covered on the lower half by a high waisted skirt but bare on top. The underbelly and navel are hidden, but that less-strained upper tummy can be seen, almost teasing what the rest of it looks like

Bare tummies are amazing but I do love when they're covered in ways that accentuate their size even further.

[yiyuaner]

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[kimulus0check]

I'm very new to the world of eltingville, but was hoping if I could get headcanons for the four guys as dads? How they handled pregnancy, if they're a girl dad or boy dad, if they're even a good dad to begin with?? If after the first one would they possibly want more? If this is a lil goofy to ask I don't blame you for not answering but I'm just curios how you would see it

I’m gonna hold your hand when I say that they’d all be dead beat fathers.

Tw: child abuse, unhealthy parenting

Bill hates everything. I cannot see him caring for no kid of his own. If you somehow convince him to stay and be in the picture he’s going to be an abusive father. He will not hold back his anger because he never did before and he sure won’t for this kid. Probably will talk down and try to fight you in front of the kid. “That kid will be soft if you keep coddling it, I’m toughing them up for the real world.” He says as he full on belted this kid for touching his comics.

Josh would be shitting actual bricks when you tell him you’re having his baby. He doesn’t think he could ever be a father even more so he thinks that he is going to have to move out of his mother’s house. He’d be an emotionally absent father. He will take his insecurity out on this poor kid and not be there for them when they are upset or crying. He will deadass hand them over to you when he made them cry because they tried to play with his action figures.

Pete would absolutely leave you to be a single mom. He will see this and think nothing more than an inconvenience. If for some reason you want him to stay he will traumatize your kid. He’s not gonna change career paths, he’s not gonna stop drinking or stop doing drugs, he’s not gonna stop bringing women from work home while you’re at work. He will put every violent horror movie with this kid in the room and make him scared shitless. If that kid starts crying or gets scared he will laugh at them.

Jerry would try to be in the kids life but not give any financial support. His job is professional card gaming at cons. He’s not racking in enough to pay half of child support and support himself. If the kid starts crying or get upset Jerry would attempt to cheer them up but would ultimately hand them over to you if his motivational speeches doesn’t work. If the kid gets angry or upset he will shut off. Even if the kid full on kicking him he will not engage nor look at him. If the kid isn’t into any of his hobbies Jerry will would have a hard time connecting with them.

[animasola86]

NSFW Hogwarts in the 1890s Headcanons

Convenient Plot Devices (to make my smut more believable)

(aka Nurse Blainey is a very supportive and progressive witch doctor!)

Every girl over the age of 15 (sometimes earlier) is required to take contraceptive potions as per request by Nurse Blainey who had to deal with horny teenagers and their lack of mind for consequences for too long.

Boys don't have to take them, but can if they are so inclined.

Very reluctantly, the recipe for that potion is taught by Professor Sharp in the Sixth-years' Potions class.

There are potions for every ailment (usually provided by Nurse Blainey), including aftermath soreness or the "potion after" if a witch/wizard forgot to take their contraceptive potion.

There were indeed condoms*, but not every wizard carried them, so the potions and/or a quick disappearing spell had to be used to prevent pregnancies.

*Condoms were usually distributed in barbershops in the late 19th/early 20th century (according to Wikipedia) so I imagine Madam Snelling selling them under the counter in her hair salon.

There is no sex-ed class in Hogwarts, but again, Nurse Blainey is the first to hand out informative literature* or reading recommendations.

The Restricted Section of the library has an entire room filled with erotic fiction, anatomical books and various guides to help out the eager witch or wizard.

*Informative literature included tips and guides for the uterus-bearing population on how to deal with bleeding. As early as 1890, probably even earlier, there was the "invention" of pad-belts/sanitary belts in Victorian England, those were re-usable and I can imagine even easier to use for witches because instead of cleaning them the old-fashioned way, they could just clean them with a swish of their wand. (Read more on the history of menstrual pads here if you're interested.)

Ignatia Wildsmith has seen more horny teenagers making out in front of her Floo flames than people actually using that way of travel.

Ghosts see a lot of things and mostly they don't care about it, unless they are Richard Jackdaw* who likes to stalk those horny teenagers more often than is appropriate.

*Shameless plug: I wrote a smut piece about our favorite horny ghost called The Horny Ghost (how creative).

"Silencio" is the most used spell in the dormitories, boys' and girls' alike.

Hufflepuffs are the only ones who don't have curtains around their beds! But I bet they can think of other devices to get some privacy. Maybe they're masters of the Disillusionment charm!

On that note: only Ravenclaws have their own in-house bathrooms - with actual bathtubs! Slytherins have to leave their common room, and Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs have to walk quite a while to find the nearest bathroom. [Correction: there are bathrooms, one with stalls, one with stalls and bathtubs, in the Gryffindor common room, but only on the girls' side! (Thanks to @mianeryh for pointing that out!)]

But this is a post about HCs, not actual fact/pointing out lazy game design, so I'd like to imagine that all houses have at least one communal bath/bathroom area very close to their dormitories.

*By the way: In the Slytherin, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff common rooms, the girls' dormitories are upstairs, so they have the stairs turning into slides whenever a boy tries to access them, whereas in the Ravenclaw common room, the girls have to go down the stairs and are "only" protected by two suits of armor guarding the way, which in turn makes it easier to sneak past!

Popular make-out places are: the boat-house, the underground harbor, the loft above the Great Hall, the kitchens (poor house-elves), the Prefects' bathroom, the Restricted Section of the library, any dark empty hallway, any empty classroom/storage room, the Undercroft and the Room of Requirement (if they know of them), ...

*Honestly: anywhere is possible in the large castle that is Hogwarts!

Let's talk fashion: we've all seen the HL undergarments of girls and boys, right? Here is an amazing guide by @tamayula-hl about period accurate clothing and their uses in smut writing, very informative!

So based on that I also believe that horny teenagers got tired of all those buttons and layers very quickly and learned spells to make the undressing easier, and/or used "Evanesco" to get rid of clothes entirely (and conjured them back afterwards) - though tbh, I, as a smut writer, don't care too much about how they get naked. They're wizards/witches, they have their ways!

My most used clothing device apart from simple spells: the convenient flap at the front of boys' breeches.

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[justwhisperingfantasies]

Girl At The Rock Show 7 - smut +18

Characters: Reader. Jensen Ackles (xreader) Mac (o.c) Mentions of: Jared Padalecki, Genevieve Padalecki, Justin Hartley, Mackenzie Ackles,

Warnings: Fluff, Language, Smut, Drinking, Supernatural Spoilers Maybe, Light BDSM, Dom(ish) Jensen, Belt Fetish, Oral F Receiving, Oral M Receiving, Swallowing Cum, Face Riding, Unprotected Sex (seriously wrap it before you tap it.) Shower Sex, Coming in partner, Talk Of Pregnancy(?), (I think that's it. lmk if i forgot any.)

Summary: Jensen is FINALLY back.

Word count: 6,338

A/N: Part 7!! I'm sorry this took so long. This last week and a half has been rough, but we are through the storm and not looking back. Thank you guys so much for all the support and kind words. You seriously brighten my days. Y'all are amazing 🫶

Hope y'all enjoy it. 💜

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Reader’s P.O.V

You huffed as you looked at your watch. Just gotta get there these last couple charts done (y/n) you thought to yourself. You tried to fill in patient treatments, but you kept losing your focus. Less than 24 hours and you would be back at the airport and back in his arms. Just thinking about it made the butterflies stir up.

You made it halfway home and your phone started to ring.

“Well, hello there Mr. Ackles.”

He chuckled. “Hey sweetheart. You driving home?”

“Yup. About halfway there.”

“Running late today.”

“Yeah. Charts took longer today.” You sighed as you slowed for a red light. “What are you doin’?”

“Nothing. Just standing here at the moment.”

“Well, that’s exciting.”

“Yes, it is.”

“Hmm do I want coffee…”

“Babe its almost 5 o’clock” he paused “there.”

“Point? If I have caffeine now, I can watch more supernatural.”

“Oh, Lord.” He teased.

“Hey y’all wanted this, now deal with it.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” He chuckled. “How was your day?”

“Slow and long.” You whined. He chuckled again. “Tomorrow morning is gonna be even worse.”

“Eh it might be better than you think.”

“I doubt it.”

“So, I guess no coffee.”

“No, I just wanna be home.”

“You almost there?”

“Pulling up to the gate. Why?”

“Just askin’.”

Your heart stopped and you stopped the car when you saw it. In your driveway sat a big black Silverado. “Jensen…”

He laughed. “Surprise.”  You pulled your e-brake and jumped out of your car, leaving it in the middle of the road. You didn’t care, the only thing that mattered right now was him. A sudden burst of energy coursed through your veins, and you started to run. Please don’t be a dream you thought. You jumped, your legs and arms wrapped around him as he caught you.  As your arms wrapped around his neck you buried your face in the crook of his neck. Letting out a small squeal as you squeeze. He chuckled. “I missed you too baby.”

He sat you on his open tailgate and kissed your lips. As he tried to back up your hands flew to his sides. Grabbing his shirt and pulling his lips back to yours.

“Do you want Beau to get hit?”

“He’s fine.” He raised his brows. You huffed as you released your grip.

You put your hands next to your hips and started to lift off the tailgate. He stopped you with a kiss. “I’ll get it.” He turned and headed toward your car. You tilted your head and let out a loud whistle as you watched him walk away. He chuckled as he stuck his ass out and swung his hips dramatically from side to side making you laugh.

Jensen’s P.O.V

He scrolled through Netflix, as he lay in her bed. The noise of the running shower was stealing his attention in between the previews. His thumb pushed the buttons but all he could think about was her. Leaning back under the steamy hot water. The water slickening her soft curls as it ran through them. Cascading down the front of her, leaving streaks on those full lips. He bit his lip as he pictured the water dripping off her hardened nipples. The water rippling down over her sexy curves. He felt a twitch in his shaft as he imagined how wet her pussy would be right now. Rolling his hips he fantasized about pinning her against the wall. Feeling her clenching around his cock, how perfect she fit around him.

“Fuck.” He moaned as he rubbed the front of his jeans. He looked over. She did leave the bathroom door open… “You need help getting your back darlin?” he asked leaning up against the sink.

She giggled. “Took you long enough Ackles.”

He stepped in the steamy hot shower. Everything was just as perfect as he imagined it. She was washing the last little bit of shampoo out of her hair. He bit his lip again as he watched.

“You gonna stand there and stare all day?” she asked as she finished.

“I’m just waiting to get your back,” she laughed and wrapped her arms arounds his neck, his wrapping around her waist. Her lips crashed onto his full of desire and need. He felt her slid her hand down his chest, down his stomach, and finding his  erection. A moan escaped his throat as she started stroking him. Pleasure exploding through his entire body. He can feel her smile on his lips.

 Her kisses become more aggressive as she starts pumping faster. A small gasp left her lips as he grabbed her ass and picked her up, a soft moan of his name as he turned and shoved her against the shower wall. Lining his tip up to her entrance he could feel how wet she was for him and his cock surged with anticipation. “Mmmm Baby.” He moaned as he pushed in slowly. God, she was so fucking tight. He waited for the signal, once she moved her hips, he drew his hips back and slid his cock in again. Her lips were back on his, more passion than aggression in her kisses this time. He began thrusting his hips at a steady pace. He was barely able to contain his climax as her walls squeezed him, as he watched her head lift while she moaned his name again, feeling her fingers tightening in his hair.

As he thrusted faster, he could her walls begin to quiver. “Jensen, I’m gonna.” She couldn’t even get the words out. He pumped into her as hard and fast as he could chasing her sweet release.

“Come on baby, I wanna feel you come.”  She got tighter and tighter. Wetter and wetter. His name left her lips again as her pussy throbbed around him. He couldn’t hold it anymore. With a loud grunt he pushed in one last time and pulled out, His lips captured hers as his thick seed shot all over the wall below her. She wrapped her arms around him again as she rested her forehead on his. He had never experienced such intense emotions until now. His return, being in her presence again made it clear to him that he was in love. He pushed his lips onto hers before those three little words slipped out.

Reader’s P.O.V

“Truck or Beau.” He asked as you shut the front door behind you.

“Truck.” You decided.

He raised his eyebrows. “Alright cowgirl.” He walked you over to the passenger side with his arm around you. He opened the door, “Hop in.” he said putting his hand out to help you.

“Where do you want to eat?” he asked as he started his truck.

“You pick.” You said putting your open hand across the arm rest. He took it and laced his fingers through yours.

“Ok then you pick the music.” He said disconnecting his Bluetooth.

“Deal.” You said connecting yours. You hit shuffle play. If Tomorrow Never Comes by Garth Brooks starts to play. He sings along as he backed into the street making your heart flutter. A smile on your face as you watch him.

“What?” He asked as he caught you.

“Nothin, Ackles. Just happy.” You confessed,

He smiled then raised your hand to his lip and kissed your knuckles. “Me too sweetheart.”

As he goes straight through the round-a-bout the song ends, and his Simple Man cover with Jason Manns plays. He looked over at you with a wide grin. “Shush you have a nice voice and it’s a good song.”

“I will not shush. It makes me happy knowing my stuff is on your epic playlist.”

“Jensen. Of course you’re on my playlist.”

He smiled.

“So, how was Vancouver?” you asked as he turned right onto Woodward St.

“Pretty good. Besides the obvious downside.” He glanced at you. “Getting to hang out with Justin is always a good time. I’ve known him for years, we always had plans to do something together. So, when he called and told me about the role I jumped.” Jensen smiled. “He wants to meet ya know.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yep.” He said nodding. He turned left onto E Ben White Blvd and then merged onto State Hwy 71.

“So, I’m guessing you told him all about me huh?”

“Yep.” He repeated.

You laughed “You gonna tell me what you said?”

“Nope.”

“Shocker.” He laughed.

“We are going to Terry Black’s?” you asked as he pulled in the parking lot.

“Yes ma’am.” He pulled in an empty spot. “Have you been here yet?”

“Not yet. The girls at the office told me it’s the best BBQ in town. “

“It’s pretty damn good. I can’t believe Mac hasn’t brought you here yet.” He said as you met him at the front of his truck

“Well, we mainly eat at home and binge Supernatural.” He laughed as he put his arm around your shoulders. He opened the door, and you walked to get in line. “Alright babe. I don’t know how any of this works,” you gestured to the ordering stations.

He chuckled. “I got you sweetheart. Do you want a beer?”

“Yes please.”

He kissed your cheek. “I’ll be right back, “He walked up to the bar. He started to walk back, when a couple walked up to him. You smiled as he sat the beers back on the bar and took a picture with them. He shook hands with them, and they walked away. He grabbed the beer again and walked back to you. “Here baby. I’m so.”

“Stop.” You cut him off. “Don’t apologize for being nice to your fans. I love that about you.”

He smiled. you guys moved up with the line. “So do I get to see your office?”

“Let me ask Erica about that on Monday and I will let you know. Although I don’t think anyone would pass down the opportunity to meet Jensen Ackles.”

He chuckled. You picked your sides. “Is there any certain meat you don’t want?” you shook your head. He ordered a little bit of everything, and they placed it on the tray. He got to the register, and you pulled out your card. He slapped it away and swiped his. You rolled your eyes.  “You wanna sit on the patio?”

“Whatever you want doll face.”

He chuckled and walked that way. “Thank you.” he said as you opened the door for him. He walked over to a table and sat down. you sat across from him.

You guys started eating. “So do you have any patients yet?”

“Not yet. I did a newborn checkup the other day though and the mom gave me a good review. Erica said she just loved me. So, fingers crossed.”

“I can’t believe Jared didn’t switch to you.”

“I actually told him not to.” He raised a brow at you. “I love Jared and Gen, but I would rather the kids see me as their parents’ cool friend rather than their doctor that comes to the BBQ.”

“Which is tomorrow.”

“Oh, I know. He’s only reminded me about 15 times.” You said with a laugh.

“Yea, I think that’s the first he said to me when I met him at baggage claim.” Jensen smiled. “I see your point about the kids.”

“I’ll more than likely still treat them at some point. If I have an opening and they need to be seen that day, but not their primary care-provider.” You wiped your hands and finished your beer. “You want another beer?” you asked him as you stood up.

“Yea, here.” He leaned and started to pull out his wallet. You rolled your eyes and started back for the door.

You walked up to the bar and ordered 2 bud light bottles. You paid and took the beers as he handed them to you.

Jensen was on the phone when you got back.

“Thanks babe.” He said as he nodded. He closed his eyes and mouthed the word fuck.

(on phone)

 “Yep.”

(on phone)

 “I, think so.”

(on phone)

“Yes Mack.”

Your attention snapped to him with a puzzled look on your face. He shook his head, “My sister.”

(Mackenzie)

"Her best friend’s nickname is Mac too.”

(Mackenzie)

"Not Mackenzie, Mckinnley.”

 (Mackenzie)

” It is.”

 (Mackenzie)

he looked up at you “I do”

(Mackenzie)

“Not yet.”

(Mackenzie)

“I know very exciting. Well let him know Uncle Jensen will be there.”

(Mackenzie)

“Love you too, bye” he tapped the screen and sat his phone on the table. “My nephew, Jr, has his first baseball game next weekend.” He said with a smile. “And my sister is very noisy.”

“First baseball game?” he nodded, “That’s exciting.”

“Yeah, He’s my little buddy. His name is Jeremy, named after his dad. So, we all call him Jr. He just turned 5 a couple months ago. He has been getting into sports lately. He told his mom he wanted to try baseball and football.”

“Awe, Gonna play for the cowboys one day?”

“Oh my gosh, my dad would absolutely love that.”

“Is he starting school in the fall?”

“Yep, he’s super excited about it too. Not that he needs it the little burger is already smarter than me.” you both laughed. You finished eating and threw you trash away on your way out.

“Thanks for dinner.”

“Of course,” he said as he put his arm around you. “What did ya think?”

“Pretty damn good.” You repeated his words, making him laugh. He opened the truck door for you, and you hopped in.

“Do you need to get anything while we are out?” He asked as he sat down.

“Nothing comes to mind.” He opened the arm rest compartment, pulled out a piece of gum, and unwrapped it. “Ahhh” you said with an open mouth as he started to raise it to his mouth. He stopped and looked over at you. Then he shoved it in his mouth and started to chew it with a grin. You gasped. “Freaking Jerk!” you said in a playful tone.

“I’m sorry” he said laughing. He got in the same compartment and held it out got another piece. He unwrapped it and held it out to you. “Here babe.” You narrowed your eyes at him. “Take it or I’m gonna shove it in your mouth.”

“Ooooh talk dirty to me.” you said and then took the gum with your teeth.

He laughed. “Perv.”

“You love it.” You said as he backed out of the spot. You laid your hand back on the armrest.

He laced his fingers again once he got out on the road. “I do.” He agreed as he winked at you, making you smile.

“So, when did you get in today?”

“A little after 1. J.p picked me up. We hung out for a while and then I came over to surprise you.” he said as he slowed for the redlight and turned his right blinker on.

“Hung out meaning you watched selling sunset on the projector.”

“Maybe.” He said, making you laugh. The light turned green, and he turned onto S. First St.

“How far are you now?”

“I don’t know. Like season 2 maybe 3.”

“You need to step your binging game up.“ you said laughing.

“How far are you on Supernatural?”

“Monster movie was the last one I watched.”

“Season 4? You’re on season 4 now?”

“Yep.”

“Season 3 was short though because of the strike.”

“Yeah. No rest for the wicked was kinda hard to watch.”

“So, you finally came around on Dean.” He said slowing down for the relight. He turned his left blinker on and got in the left turn lane.

“We had a rocky start. I thought of him as a bit of douche yes, but we are cool now.”

He chuckled. “I’m glad y’all made up. What’s your favorite episode so far?”

“In the serious category Faith. Comedy, Mystery Spot or Ghostfacers Although Lazarus Rising was pretty good too, Castiel’s entrance was bad ass. Oh, and Bad Day At Black Rock was hilarious. He looked at you with a grin. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. I asked for it remember” he said as he turned after getting the arrow.

“Yes, you did.”

He chuckled. “So, who’s your favorite character?”  You smirked at him. He gasped. “It’s Dean, isn’t it?”

“Maybe.”

“So, he from douche to your favorite?” He smiled.

“Well, can you blame he? Just look at him.”

He chuckled again “I hear he’s pretty hot.”

“Mmmhhmm! He’s got the most beautiful green eyes.” He smiled with pink cheeks. “And those cute Texan bowlegs of his.” the pink got darker. “Oh, and when he lifted his shirt in the handprint scene.” You started fanning your face with your hand. “Those abs . Oh. My.”

“Alright, Alright. Calm down over there.”

You chuckled. “Can’t help babe, you’re pretty sexy.”

He smirked.

“In all seriousness. Dean is incredible, the way he cares about everyone. Not just his family and friends, but just random people. He would sacrifice himself for anyone any day. I mean if it came down to some rando or Sam obviously the rando is dying.“ He left out a laugh.” But dean would do everything in his power to save both. He’s smart, even though he doesn’t think so. And so freaking brave, if I ever go to battle, I want Dean Winchester on my team.” He slowed down for another red light, turning on his right blinker.

He smiled at you. “You’re pretty cute when you ramble.”

You chuckled. “I’ve heard that before.”

He laughed, he turned once, the light turned green. “What’s your favorite monster?”

“Shifters are pretty cool, I like how they did the teeth on vampires, Sometimes the ghost are creepy as hell.”

“So not demons?”

“I don’t really consider them monsters, more like evil entities.”

“Hold on that me rephrase for Mrs. Columbia.” He teased. “What is your favorite thing that Sam and Dean have hunted so far?”

“The trickster.”

“Really?” he asked. You nodded. “Hmm.”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

You sighed. “I hate when y’all do that.”

“Do what?!” he asked as he took the last turn on the round-a-bout before making a complete circle. 

“Act like there’s more but you can’t tell me, Mac does it too.”

“You want me to spoil it?”

“Yes.”

“Ok. Well…”

“Hey.” You covered your ears and started babbling.

He laughed, he pulled on your arm. “I wasn’t really going to tell you.”

“I don’t know I think I could persuade you.”

“You definitely could, but you won’t.” he teased as he rested his hand on your thigh.

He rounded the corner. Pulling up to the gate he looked at you. You rattled off the code.

“Mckinnley!!” You yelled as you stepped through the door.

“Kitchen!!” she yelled back.

You walked toward the kitchen and Jensen followed. “Ello love.” You said sitting down at the bar.

“What’s up?” she asked. “Hey Jensen?” she looked at you “I thought you said you were picking him up tomorrow?”

“I requested stand-by and took the earliest flight I could.” He sat down next to you. “You should have seen her face.”

“Awe. Too cute.” She took a drink of her soda “So no Supernatural tonight?”

You stuck your bottom lip out and looked at Jensen.

He sighed “What episode?”

“Yellow fever is next.” Mac said.

He laughed “Ok.”

Your eyes went wide as a grin spread across your face “Really?” he nodded with a smile. “You want a beer?” you asked as you stood up and poked him in the side. He jumped and narrowed his eyes at you. You stuck your tongue out at him and then walked over to the fridge.

“I’ll get it set up.” Mac walked into the living room.

You opened the door and bent over to grab the beers. You could feel his eyes on you. So, you stuck your ass out more. Your core twitched as he stepped up behind you and pressed his groin against you. A shiver ran down your spine as he glided his hand along your back and encircled your shoulder with his fingers.

He drew back and slammed his groin against you this time keeping you in place with his hand. You let out a small gasp as your core twitched harder. “You wanna stick your tongue out at me again princess?”

“Maybe.” You taunted him.

He slammed again.  “What was that?”

“No, sir.”

“Good girl.” He said as he stepped back and leaned on the counter. You exhale sharply trying to compose yourself. You brought yourself back up grabbing the beers. You turned to face him as you closed the door. He had a big smirk on his face. “Too much princess?”

You narrowed your eyes. “Hardly enough charming.”

He lipped his lips. “Challenge accepted.” He eyed you up and down as he walked over. He took his beer, kissed you on the cheek, and started toward the living room. You took a deep breath and let it out through your lips. He chuckled.

You stopped at the recliner and held out her beer. “Thanks, sis.” Mac said as she took it.

“No prob bob.”

Her phone started to ring “Gimme one sec. it’s my dad.” She ran upstairs.

You made your way over to the couch and sat on the opposite side of where Jensen was sitting. He smiled. You poked the tip of your tongue through your lips and his lips went into a straight line. You smirked as you lifted your eyebrows. He looked down and pulled his shirt up a tiny bit, exposing his belt and looked back at you. “Don’t write checks your ass can’t cash there, stud.”

“Oh, baby I don’t worry I’m gonna cash it.”

“Sorry, sorry.” Mac apologized as she came back down the stairs.

“You know your cell phone does work down here.” You teased.

“Well smartass, he needed my insurance number. Apparently, I gave them to wrong one.”

“Uh what?” Jensen said confused.

“Someone asshole hit my car today at work.”

“Uh.” You said

“It happened when I was inside. A couple dents and scratches. Not a big deal, but I had to file a report to get their insurance to pay for it.” she picked up the remote “Anyway Supernatural.”

Jensen slid to your side of the couch and put his arm around you.

Jensen’s P.O.V

2 seconds into the episode he realized he would be watching her more than the TV. She was so freaking cute how could he not.

  She drew her eyebrows together as the camera panned down to the Yorkie Dean was running from.

“Ha, Aerosmith.” She said as the pathologist calls Sam and Dean by their aliases.

She smiled as Dean gags and then chuckled when he got handed the heart. Her mouth dropped open as the spline juice sprayed all over Sam’s face.

 Smirked when Dean said big heart.

“Oh shit.” She whispered as Dean said he didn’t like the teenagers and crossed the street. She bit her lips together trying not to laugh as the snaked slithered on Dean.

“Would you like a story?” He asked. Mac paused the show. “So that snake is real. They told me oh she’s very docile if you don’t hurt her, she won’t hurt you. So, the handler was having trouble getting her to go up over the, he’s pushing her and manhandling, kicking her a little. The more he does this the more nervous I got. Sam getting up and nope-ing out was 100% real. Padalecki said nope and ran. Left me there trapped under this huge ass snake.” He shook his head as the girls giggled.

She giggled again at Dean’s left turn into oncoming traffic remark. Then laughed at am I haunted. “dang those eyes.” She said as she leaned up and grabbed her beer “See I’m not the only one that thought Dean was a dick. She said making him laugh. She took a drink and leaned back into his arm. “I don’t wanna be a clue.” She mimicked. Jensen smiled damn she was cute.

A smile stayed on her face the whole scene outside the impala twitching up in the funnier places. She leaned up and grabbed her as the Winchesters walked into the factory. “I’d  wait babe.” He warned her. She laughed at the big scream and then again at Sams face he made after the big scream.

“Hey, what did you say about Dean being brave earlier.” He asked with a smile as Dean ran out of the factory.

“You leave my boy alone. He has ghost sickness.” She said making him laugh.

She grimaced hard as the sherif took the scouring pad to his arm. “You can take a drink now” he told her.

“Mac! We should get a kitten!” she exclaimed as Luther cuddled his.

“Maybe, now watch.”

“Don’t say shit about his bravery.” She put a finger up to him making him smile.

Her jaw dropped as Sam agreed with Dean and Sams eyes turned yellow.

“Bobby!”

“Oh shit.” She said when she heard the hell hounds

She put her lip out when Dean started to freak out.

“Fuck.” She said when she heard Lilith’s “Hi Dean.”

“Come on Sam!” she said as Luther and Sam fought.

“Dude die.” She start as Bobby drove the car. She let out a hefty sigh when Dean was cured. He couldn’t help but chuckle.

 The corners of her mouth twitched up as Bobby made fun of Dean.

Her eyes went wide when Sam’s eyes flashed yellow.

She bit her lips together as she watched the eye of the tiger scene. She let out a loud laugh at the end “You’re a freaking dork.”

Mac laughed as she paused the tv.

“So that whole thing happened because Padalecki decided to not walk in. I blacked out. I really can’t remember why I started doing it.”

“Because. You. Are. A. Freaking. Dork.” He smiled and shook his head.

“Another round?” Mac said as she stood up.

“Yes please.” (y/n) said.

He leaned his lips to her ear. He felt her breath hitch. “Keep talking shit sweetheart.” He bit on her earlobe, dragging his teeth along it as he leaned back slowly. . she bit her lip.

They thanked her as Mac handed them their beers. “Yup.” She said heading back to the recliner.

“Hey Mac,” he said as she sat down. “Hit play.”

(y/n) turned and smiled at him “Really?” He nodded.

He watched with a smile as she made her cute little faces and blurted out her remarks. He was completely enamored with her.

Reader’s P.O.V

“Well love birds. It’s been fun, but I’m beat. Good night.”

“Sweet dreams.” You said

“Night Mac.” Jensen waved as she headed up the stairs. You stood up and started collecting the empty bottles. “Damnit.” You said as one slipped out of your fingers. You bent over to pick it up and Jensen slapped your ass playfully.  “Is that the best you got big boy?” you said as you came back up and wiggled your hips.

His eyebrows raised. “You’re gonna be sorry when you can’t sit down for a week.”

“Ya know it must suck...” you said as you started toward the kitchen. His eyebrows pulled together. “Having all that bark, but no bite.” He hopped off the couch, your steps quickened making your way into the kitchen and tossing the bottles in the trash.

He walked in the kitchen with his lips in a hard line. He stood at your side. With one hand he unbuckled his belt and slid it off of his waist. “You feelin’ ballsy enough to repeat that?”

You turned to him.  “All. Bark. No.” You gasped as he threw you over his shoulder. “Oh, come on not again.”

The tingle from the belt made your core thrum to life again. “Keep talking and they get worse.”

“Really?” you taunted.

The sharp sting made you walls clench together, “

“Oh, Ackles isn’t playin’.”

A moan escaped your lips as he slapped again.

“You done?” he started up the stairs.

“Can I?”

The crack of the belt reverberated through the staircase. you kept your mouth shut the rest of the climb.

“I see you learned your lesson.” He said as he opened your bedroom door. He tossed you on the bed and walked back over shutting the door and flipping the light on. You bit your lips together. “Good girl.” he made his way back over and crawled on top of you. He kissed up your neck and then his lips found yours. His kiss was surprisingly sweet and tender. He trailed kisses across your cheek “Is your ass, ok?” he whispered in your ear and then sucked the lobe.

“Mmm, I think I’ll survive.”  He rested his forehead on yours. You moaned again as he rolled his hips. Letting you feel how hard you made him. “Are you done being Dom Jensen?”

“For now.”

He put his hands under your shoulders and rolled. Pulling you on top of him. You pressed your lips against his, you parted your lips and his tongue entered your mouth.  A low growl emanated from his chest as you moved your hips. His hands moved down to the hem of your shirt, you sat up and grabbed the hem yourself and lifted it up over your head, tossing it.  you rolled your hips again as his hands caress your bra covered breast. He pulls your mouth back down to his as his hand slid around to the hook of your bra. Unhooking it, he slid the straps down your shoulders, down your arms, and tossed it at the door. Your nipples hardened as he starts caressing again, making you moan into his mouth. You sat back up and pulled him up to you. you grabbed the bottom of his shirt, lifting it. He stretched his arms up when you got to his ribs. He brought his arms down wrapping them around you, his lips captured yours again and then moved now, kissing and nibbling down your neck. Down to your collarbone.

He stopped at the top of the same breast as last time and sucked hard. Your breath hitched as you felt his teeth rake against the skin. You didn’t complain this time. You rolled your hips, and his mouth got more aggressive. Once he was finished, he kissed his mark. You moaned and leaned back, as he flicked his tongue on your nipple. Then his tongue swirled around it. Your finger tangled in his hair, as he moved to the next one sucking and swirling. You pushed him back down on the bed and followed. You kissed his lips and then moved down his neck, down his chest, you felt the rumble from his growl on your lips as started rubbing his hard shaft though his pants. “mmm baby” You continued kissing down his stomach. You stopped and unbuttoned his jeans, then unzipped them. He lifted as you pulled them and his boxers off. “Fuck” he let out as you sucked his tip, stroking the shaft with your hand. He quivered as you slowly sank you head down. Burying his cock in your throat. His breath hastened as you bobbed your head, moaning as you cupped his sac. “Fuck baby.” He whimpered as you started to massage them “You’re gonna make me come already.”  You bobbed your head faster, sucking harder. His fingers grabbed your hair pushing you faster. He moaned your name as his salty sweet cum slid down your throat. You bobbed again milking every ounce making him twitch.

You crawled back on top of him  to find pure bliss on his face making a smiled spread across yours. You lifted and started to line his tip up when he slid his arms under your legs, hooking his elbows behind your knees he guides you up his body, until your pussy hovered over his mouth.

You tingled with excitement as he wrapped his hands around your hips and lowered your dripping core. You moaned his name as he began lapping up your sweet juices, letting out a moan of his own. He swirled his tongue around your clit, the pleasure pulsated through you making you throw your head back with another moan. He moved your hips making your pussy slid across his flat tongue. As the knot in your stomach got tighter you began talking your hips on your own, hearing a muffled moan beneath you, you moved faster. Heavy pants and moans filled your room as you rode his face, pursuing your climax. You gazed down at him, the image of his vivid green eyes positioned between your thighs pushed you to the brink. You praise him with another moan of his name as the knot explodes.

He released his embrace and your lower half retreats to find his cock still rock hard. He wiped his mouth, and pulled your lips down to his. He grabbed your ass and moaned into your mouth as you lowered yourself, burying him deep inside of you. Your walls clenched around him as you lifted and lowered again slowly. “Fuck.” He whimpered as his head fell back on the bed. Your breast began to bounce as you quickened your pace. His gaze coursed through your skin like a surge of electricity. You stopped keeping him inside and then start to grind. A husky moan emerged from his throat as your walls clenched around him. The tension in your stomach building again as your clit rubbed on his pelvis faster. His face contorted as you squeezed him tighter. “Babe.” He warned. You continued too high on pleasure to acknowledge what he was conveying to you. The knot busted again, and he grabbed you. quickly pulling you off his cock. Feeling the warmth of his seed on you realized the  nature of his warning.

“Did you just?” he nodded. “Inside?”

“Maybe a little…” He gave you a quick kiss and tapped your hip. You rolled over onto your back. He kissed you again, getting up he started for your bathroom. You heard cabinets opening and shutting, then the water turn on and off. He wiped as you tried your best to push his cum out. He cleaned the remaining residue and wiped the wetness off with a dry towel. He took the dirty linens to the bathroom.

You got up and went to your dresser. You pulled out a big T-shirt and slipped it over your head. “You know it’s pretty late and you’ve had some beers.”

“I was already planning on staying sweetheart.” He cut you off.

“I have a pair of biker shorts you can sleep in. They’d show that ass real nice.” You winked at him.” you pulled a pair out of the drawer and held them up.

He smiled. “Tempting, but I think my boxers will do.”

“Suit yourself.” You teased as you put them on under your shirt . He chuckled as he pulled up his boxers.

You picked up his clothes and folded them, laying them on your dresser, and threw yours in your bathroom hamper.

He was lying on your bed when you walked back through the door. You crawled up next to him. Sighing in relief as you laid your head on his chest. He kissed the top of your head and then started running his fingers through your hair. “God, I missed that.” You confessed he chuckled

“I’m sorry I didn’t pull out fast enough.”

“My fault. You warned me, it just didn’t register.”

“You’re not worried?”

“What good is worrying now going to do?”

“But what if you get knocked up?” he asked in a silly voice as his fingers stopped.

“Well usually after you get knocked up” you matched his voice. “You have a baby.” He sighed.  You raised your head and looked him in the eyes. “Look, like I said there’s no sense in worrying about it now. If something happens then we will have this discussion. K?” he nodded you kissed him and laid your head back on his chest “Can you please play with my hair again” you pleaded He chuckled, and his fingers started again. Your eyelids grew heavy as he started to hum, you drifted to sleep.

Jensen’s P.O.V

Her breathing slowed as she fell asleep. This was his favorite part of the night. The sex was great and all. But having her relaxed in his arms, the trust, the intimacy, there was nothing like it.

He laid there for a while. Letting his mind wonder, what if she was pregnant, would they get married, would he get to do this every night, would the baby look like her. His heart filled with happiness as he pictured it. A baby girl, her mini, small sassy attitude and all.

She started to stir, and he held his breath, thinking it would help not wake her. He heard her soft murmurs, and then, unmistakably, he caught his name, accompanied by the three words that had been tormenting him. His eyes shot open, thinking she had woken, but he could tell by her breathing that she hadn’t. Did she love him, was she in the same place as him or was it just her babbling in her sleep, should he say something or just let it go. fuck it he thought life is short.

He woke her head still on his chest. He smiled as he tightened his arm around her.

“What time is it Ackles?”

“8:27”

She sighed.  “I gotta get up. “

“Why?”

“I am making pies.”

“Jared is making you bring pie.”

“Not making me, it’s been a while since I made my mom’s, and I don’t want to show up empty handed. And thanks to Dean I have a hankering.”

“Damnit Dean.” He chuckled “You want some help?”

She brought her head up with a smile. “Sure, but if they are terrible, I’m blaming you.”

“I highly doubt they will be, but deal.”

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Nova Vivienne-Taylor Crosby

"In my defence, I was left unsupervised."

A little Introduction to Nova -

Nova Vivienne-Taylor Crosby is her father's pride and joy, born February 2nd 2005, Sidney was completely unaware of her existence until an hour after little Nova entered the world.

Nova's mother was an ex-girlfriend Sid described as someone he fumbled the bag with, losing her eight months previous and one month into the unknown pregnancy. Sid never thought he would have such a overwhelming decrepitness associated with him from the mother that she immediately handed over full custody. This is how he ended hobbling down an unnecessarily bright hallway and unknowingly at the time, into the greatest new chapter of his life.

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Nova Crosby - Facts!

The girl stands at 5'4 and barely reaches 135 pounds soaking wet and is not afraid to bite!

Known on the ice as firey, quick witted and someone with her father's fighting skills, she is not to be messed with!

She has always been a troublesome baby, toddler, kid, teenager and now, adult. Everyone around her seems to be drawn in by her charisma or what her father describes as 'alluring psychoticness'.

She was drafted 5th overall in the 2024 NHL draft to the New York Islanders and has formed a 'concerning' relationship with Mathew Barzal.

Nova met Luke at a Women in Hockey event her father was hosting when she was 16 and Luke 17, going on 18. Luke's mother Ellen was invited to speak and Luke had begrudgingly chose to come with.

He is very glad he did though, because that's where he met his best friend and unknown at the time future girlfriend who was trying in vain to escape her baby sitter for that night Tristan Jarry.

Luke was thrilled when she was drafted to the Isles because it meant his then best friend was only two hours away.

She has always been super close with the Penguins entire team, she hangs out with the guys in the common room, sometimes joins in practice if Sully lets her and joins in on the team wide prank war. More often than not targeting Dan Potash like Flower taught her so many years ago.

Sidney and Nova are what they would consider the bestest of friends. They tell each other everything. Most of the time. Sid helps Nova through everything and is her biggest supporter and protector. For reference, Sid use to play baseball, he makes sure he keeps his bat polished and on hand especially when Nova brought over her first boyfriend.

Nova also loves music! She is really into Benson Boone at the minute but her go to team karaoke is Suspicious Minds by Elvis Presley. (Mainly because Tanger always willingly belts it out with her.)

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I look forward to getting to know Nova with you all!

Please send in asks, I'd love to know what you think of Nova!