#tw ivf

[pixelnrd]

Heather and Jenny were excited for their first ultrasound after the positive pregnancy test. They had waited for weeks and weeks, and now they would finally get to hear the heartbeat of their little miracle science baby.

In the doctor's office they waited with bated breath for the ultrasound machine. It was top-notch technology - getting to see their baby on the inside for the first time!

The doctor paused and went quiet as images began to show on the screen. Heather and Jenny couldn't tell what they were looking at, but they worried something was wrong.

'So, now, we did talk about the increased risk of multiples,' said the doctor matter-of-factly. 'And if you look closely here, you'll see there are two little blobs on the screen. It looks like there are twins in there - congratulations!'

Heather and Jenny were stunned. This was far from the news they had been expecting - in fact, it was completely outside of any reality they had considered.

After making their way home in silence, Jenny broke down crying in their living room. Heather hated to see her so upset, especially over something that had until now been making them both so happy. She tried her best to reassure Jenny that everything would be ok. 'Dustin has twins, and you love them!' she said encouragingly to Jenny. 'I know it's one more than we bargained for but at least this way they will have eachother, a sibling to grow up together with.'

Jenny was still a mess. 'Heather, how will we raised two babies in this apartment? One baby would fit but two? There's no room for two cribs. And all the clothes, and the diapers, where will we put it all? How much is it all going to cost? How will we manage with nobody else nearby to help us? What about the food stall, and our jobs? How will we ever go back to work? Oh and I'm going to get so huge!' she wailed.

Heather hadn't thought as fast as Jenny, but as the reality grew in front of her she began to panic too... she knew their lives would change having a baby, but this was more than either of them had bargained for. And it scared her, with what she now knew in adulthood about the reasons that her own parents marriage had fallen apart.

When Jenny left the room, Heather called her Mom to tell her. She needed some guidance, advice on what to do next.

[thegirlwhowritesfics]

TW: infertility & IVF.

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Tomorrow I have a really important IVF procedure and I could really use all the positive energy I can get.

I also have a silly superstitious request, if you can, please eat French fries for me tomorrow.

There’s a superstition that if you eat French fries during your IVF journey you will be successful, and recently a few tiktoks & social media posts I’ve seen of people getting their friends and family to eat French fries on their days.

We’re not telling our families so I’m asking my wonderful internet friends to send me good vibes and enjoy some French fries 💕

Love y’all

[largesunglasses]

Crying in the club or a citizen crust. A few weeks ago my aunt sent out a group text to all the aunts and cousins to see if anyone wanted to get lunch today. Most were working and my sister and another cousin were going to visit another cousin in a different state. I ended up texting my aunt I wasn't sure I'd have the day off since it's a holiday but if I could I would love to get lunch with her and my cousin. When I got there my cousin who recently has had a shit load of medical stuff thrown her way told me I could be the first out of the group to know she was pregnant. So in true Laurie fashion I started crying then my aunt started crying. I found out she was actually pregnant when we went to James Taylor (where I sat with her outside a target in Boston and asked her questions about her ivf journey not knowing she was already pregnant). I'm so excited for her and her husband and just everyone.

[mysharona1987]

Hey, at least she’s upfront about her hypocrisy.

[mochinomnoms]

Reading that of adopted children, yeah, I agree with Kalim and Malleus. I REALLY doubt they could have adopted children. Specially Malleus, like, you are telling me the next heir is not blood-related to Malleus, I think Briar Valley views Draconians as gods I swear hqbahw-- anyway, having adopted children means they won't get Malleus magic capabilities, so that's a no-no. Besides, Malleus is an only child, who the heck can they turn to IF is not Malleus' heir?

BTW, if you are using a magicless Yuu/Mc... good luck with Malleus Xd I wouldn't dare put adopted children in that position, still. Especially adopted children. What a combination, tbh! 😂

With Kalim AT LEAST, they can say, "Oh, well, let's get one of his siblings' children as the heir."But even then, that's asking for even more problems @×@ because... who would be?! He has a LOT, and I would feel bad for his adopted children being looked down just for not being blood-related.

Anyway, Mc/Yuu has to either suck it up and look for another partner, one that isn't from high class or at least first in line of some high ranking position (I don't think would be that much of a problem with Leona, but then again, I still wouldn't do it, just in case). That or simply have their children, lmao.

I think that with Malleus, they are able to have the kid via magic. Mild Chapter 7 spoilers but I believe that the egg and it's growth are attributed to magic and love. I think that potentially Malleus could create the egg and pour magic into it while Yuu could pour love into it (I'm sure it senses like the vibes or something).

The last ask was specific to adoption so I didn't mention it, but the thing is that surrogates and IVF are options for same-sex couples or infertile couples, or couples who don't want to be pregnant themselves for any reason. It wouldn't be that complicated to just do that for either of them, and the issue of bloodlines wouldn't be a concern.

The main issue I think would come up is that people sometimes don't consider adopted or stepkids as "true" members of a family because they're not blood related. But that's not the case at all, they're still family no matter what they say and with Kalim and Malleus, it would really come down to them setting their foots down to protect their families.

I also think that they wouldn't let something like other people's issues with adoption get in the way of their relationship. Both of these characters strike me as extremely devoted lovers, they'd put their spouse and their needs above everyone else. If their spouse doesn't wish to carry a child for whatever reason, then they will make it work.

The only issue would come if the spouse doesn't want kids, as both Kalim and Malleus also strike me as people who really want kids. If you don't want kids, and that's a hard ass line, then there might be a dilemma. Even in Kalim's case, where I strongly believe polygamy is accepted in his home (his father must have multiple wives for him to have over 30+ children...I refuse to believe that a single birth giver did that) if you don't want kids at all would still cause some strife, because you can't just ignore his kids from your other spouses. Otherwise, I don't think there would be any issue.

[fmluder24]

Here’s my fic for the @jewsinfandoms”Hope” prompt.

After meeting with Scully's doctors to start IVF, Scully and Mulder have a conversation about religion, meaning, and hope. Text below the cut.

TW: discussion of infertility and abortion

It is also a prequel to my fic Secret Mission: Baby Spooky which you can read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48569344/chapters/122513113

“Do you have any questions, Mulder?”

He glanced over at her from the driver’s seat.

“No. It was really pretty straight forward. Everyone at the fertility clinic explained every step in excruciating detail. I think I’ve got it from here.”

“Okay. There’s just a lot of rules before, during and after. And you’re not the best with rules.”

“Scully, it’s a very basic process. One I’ve done quite a bit.”

“But you told me you’d never—”

“No. I haven’t donated before. But I’ve… done the same mechanics a lot. So I think I’ve got this.”

“It’s just there was one rule you sort of balked at.”

“I didn’t balk at anything.”

“The two to three days of abstinence rule is actually very important.”

“And I will abstain for the requisite amount of time. Scout’s honor.”

“Are you sure?”

“Scully, how much of a horn dog do you think I am? I have a mostly functioning prefrontal cortex. I can hold off from ejaculating for a few days.”

“Mulder, when was the last time you went that long?”

“I… have done it before.”

“Since you were a teenager?”

“I plead the fifth. Look, I will do it. I am capable of following instructions when I want to. I will do everything they tell me to. I don’t want to mess this up for you. Anyway, looks like we’ve arrived at your stop, madam.”

He pulled off the road and into the parking garage of Scully’s apartment building. They sat together in the car for a few minutes, not saying anything and definitely not looking at each other.

“Do you want to… come up, for a bit?” asked Scully.

“Uh… no.”

“No,” Scully repeated.

“No. I have some stuff I gotta get done tonight. You know, all the chores that pile up as an adult? That stuff.”

“Yeah. Me too. There’s always stuff.”

“Always stuff to do. That’s adulthood. That and wearing stupid ties.”

“Try heels.”

“I have and I think I would rather die than wear them every day.”

Scully laughed. “You’ve—Mulder, you puzzle me. You always have.”

“Is that a good thing?”

She hesitated.

“Mostly. I guess. I’ll get out of your car now. Thanks for the ride and for agreeing to this. I know it’s a really big thing to ask of someone.”

She opened the car door and then paused.

“Mulder, I cannot believe I’m saying this. I almost don’t want to. I feel like it’ll jinx something.”

“Scully, you’re a scientist. You don’t believe in jinxes.”

“I have my moments of weakness, I suppose.”

“Well, say what you want to say and I’ll run around the car three times and spit.”

“What?”

“When you bring up Macbeth, or the Scottish play, I should say, you gotta run around the building and spit three times.”

“How do you—”

“I was a theatre kid.”

“You were a theatre kid?” asked Scully.

“Anyway, what were you going to say?”

“I don’t think we can just move past that. I always figured you were a jock.”

“I contain multitudes.”

“You should really disclose this kind of thing on your donor paperwork. What if it’s genetic? That changes everything.”

“Scully, what were you going to say?”

“Okay, okay. I was going to say that I feel… excited, I think.”

“You think?”

“I don’t feel excited a lot. But it’s… nice to have something to look forward to. A dream I thought I said goodbye to a long time ago.”

“I’m excited too. I mean, this is your dream and I’m just along for the ride, but I feel hopeful. Like there’s this bright light coming over the horizon. I’m happy for you.”

“Well… I guess I’ll go up now.”

“Have a nice night, Scully.”

“You too, Mulder. Just don’t—”

“I won’t. Don’t worry. I will be on my best behavior for the next 72 hours.”

“Thanks. Oh—” She closed the door again. “And let’s just keep this between us for the time being. It’s just a private matter and I don’t want people to ask questions.”

“Who would I even tell? Of course I’ll keep it to myself. In any case, it’s bad luck to tell people early, no? At least, my mother and father didn’t want anyone to know about Samantha until after at least forty days.”

“Forty days? Why forty days?”

“It’s not a fetus for the first forty days.”

“Actually, it’s not a fetus for the first eight weeks,” corrected Scully.

“You’re talking about science. What does science know? I’m talking about Halacha. Jewish law.”

Scully rolled her eyes. “Oh? And what do a bunch of old rabbis know about pregnancy?”

“Like Christianity doesn’t have some unscientific observations? Are priests any more knowledgeable? At least a lot of rabbis were fathers.”

“You’ve got me there. So forty days is when the soul shows up?”

“Depends on who you ask. Conception. 40 days. The quickening. Birth. It isn’t the main question. In any case, the baby isn’t a person until it’s born for most people. That’s why Judaism is overall more pro-choice. I mean, I don’t think your supposed to just get an abortion for fun, but no one is doing that anyway unless you believe crazy right-wingers. Abortion’s okay, good even, when it’s about saving the life of the person that does exist— the mother.”

“Huh. I had no idea. I guess I’m just used to the Catholic teachings about ensoulment at conception and that personhood goes along with that. I figured Judaism believed the same thing.”

“And do you… agree with those teachings? With what the Church says about abortion?”

“What does that have to do with anything, Mulder?”

“Well, isn’t that the sort of conversation we should have at this point in what we are doing? We’re trying to reproduce, albeit unconventionally. Maybe it’s something we should know about each other. I think it’s fine. Especially when there is the well-being of a full-fledged person at stake.”

“Fine. I do and I don’t agree with the church. I know the science and the circumstances a woman can be in that would cause her to get an abortion. But, I understand why the Church considers an embryo a life. I give weight to Catholic teaching, but I must confess that I haven’t exactly lived up to it myself.”

“What do you mean?”

“I…”

“Scully? What do you mean?”

“I… I’ve never told anyone this and it’s something I’ve always felt conflict over it, but I actually got an abortion in college.”

“You did? That surprises me.”

“It wasn’t an easy decision. But the father was my married professor and I couldn’t exactly tell my parents what I had done. I was pretty sure at the time that they would have disowned me. So, I decided to take a pill and… that was that. And I never told anyone. Until you.”

“Not even in confession?”

Scully scoffed. “I can’t even imagine confessing that to a priest. It’s a terrible sin in Catholicism. It’s murder. But I… I was scared. Maybe it was cowardly of me. I wouldn’t do it again, but maybe that’s easy to say because I’ll never be a scared kid like that again.”

“Thank you. For sharing with me. I know that must be hard to talk about.”

“You know, Mulder, I’ve gone through phases where I’ve wondered about what I did. If it was murder like they say. And what kind of person I am to be okay with what I did.”

“Hey, you were young. And probably really scared from the sound of it. And I know you’re not asking me to absolve you, but if it’s any consolation, I really don’t think what you did was murder. The embryo was a few cells; not a person. I’m just sorry you ended up in a situation where you had to make that kind of decision.”

“You might make fun of me for saying what I want to say next.”

“Never.”

“Yes. You might. You’re kind of a tool when it comes to my Catholicism.”

“Well, maybe so but in Brooklyn, you— Never mind. Let’s not get into it. I’m not going to try to defend myself. You’re right and I’m sorry. I won’t make fun of you for what you want to say.”

“The thought has crossed my mind that my infertility is a result of my actions.”

“Is there scientific evidence to support that?”

“No, but we’re not talking about science,” said Scully. “We’re talking about faith and religion, aren’t we?”

“I guess so. When you’re making this kind of journey with someone, rationality kind of falls away at a certain point, doesn’t it? Falling into moments of weakness, like you said earlier.”

“Exactly. So when you first told me that I was very unlikely to ever have children, I wondered if maybe God was punishing me. Maybe this is God’s way of saying that I shouldn’t be a mother after what I did. You probably think I’m stupid for believing in all of that.”

Mulder was silent for a minute.

“Scully, do you think of God as your parent?”

“Mostly, I suppose.”

“Would you punish your scared child by permanently altering their body?”

“No. I wouldn’t.”

“And are you more moral than the God you worship?”

“No.”

“So why would you think that God would do such a thing to you?”

“I… I guess I never thought about it that way. But… then I’m sort of left with wondering why this happened to me.”

“That’s what’s always interesting to me about Christians. You have this faith, this belief that everything is part of a plan and has this meaning. I guess in some ways that must be comforting, but it seems like you all spend an awful lot of time twisting yourselves up trying to rationalize.”

“But often a twisted answer is better than no answer at all,” said Scully.

“Is it? It seems like the answer you settled on has been haunting you. The way I see it, sometimes bad things happen. And there’s no reason and no one to blame and nothing to be done except living in the aftermath.”

“How can you find reasons to keep going in the face of something that you think is meaningless?”

“I guess… I’m the product of centuries of ethnic cleansing and scapegoating. For me, I can’t sit there looking at generations of suffering and try to fit it into some story, some lesson about human nature and intolerance. It seems like for you, it’s intolerable to not have a reason. For me, trying to find a reason is what is intolerable. It’s actually almost insulting on some level for me. What matters isn’t finding a reason, it’s living with what is and finding my way forward. So, no, I don’t think your infertility is a result of your seeking an abortion. Not on a medical level, and certainly not on a spiritual one. What matters is what we do about it now. Which is why you asked me to do what you did. And I think you are going to be an excellent mother. Because now you are ready to be one.”

“Do you think it’s going to work?”

“If I thought this was an empty endeavor, I would have said no. That being said, I tend to believe in far-fetched things. But you, you’re grounded. Hope isn’t a thing with feathers in Judaism. It isn’t frail and flighty. It’s a tikvah, from kavah. Kavah means to bind together. Hope is a rope. A bond. A bond between people. So if you believe it’s possible, I believe it’s possible. If you have hope, I have hope.”

“A rope? One we can hang ourselves from? Sorry. I know you are trying to help. I guess I’m scared of starting to look forward to something. Because it’s going to hurt all the more when it doesn’t work.”

“Hey, it’s going to work, Scully! I know it.”

“Well, despite my best judgment, it’s your hope that is giving me hope. I tease you a lot about how… well, how silly some of your beliefs can be. But you’ve got to admit some of what you believe is very out there. The strength of your beliefs buoys mine. Are you sure you don’t want to come up?”

“Oh, fine.” Mulder smiled. “Twist my arm, will ya?”

The taciturn Scully had used up all her words by the time they got up to her apartment, and they sat together in front of her TV in amicable silence, slight and hesitant smiles on their lips.

[becca-e-barnes]

Hiii I have nothing to do at work so of course I have to day dream about different dark!Bucky scenarios (I do not condone cheating but this is really hot to me aaaa)😩 like imagine your husband and Bucky have always had an ongoing rivalry, They worked together, went to college together, hated every ounce of each other. One night you’re at the bar with your friends when Bucky comes over to you and buys you drink after drink after drink, taking you back to his house. He’s throwing you on his bed and ripping your clothes off, kissing you hungrily. “Get ready baby, this is gonna be much tougher than you’re used to.” “Please.” “Yeah? Is he not satisfying you baby? This pretty pussy deserves to be treated right, luckily I’m here now.” He’s so rough with you, fucking you harshly, the dirty talking is driving you crazy. He’s so cocky and cruel, bending you in several different positions and pounding into you for hours. If only you had seen the camera… (part 2??? Bucky making your husband watch the video 😭) -💒

This, a thousand times over 😵‍💫 and I can just imagine throwing all the stuff at him that you wouldn't dream of doing with your husband. Maybe your husband really doesn't let you explore your fantasies and if you've got one chance to do that, you're determined to take it.

Especially if Bucky is quite a bit rougher than you're used to while still being so respectful. He got the impression that you're not being fucked how you want to be and he wants to give you everything you dream of when you touch yourself. He's not necessarily rough with you because he wants to be. He's rough because that's what you want.

If he's feeling extra filthy too, he'd fuck you in the bed you share with your husband. You're on your hands and knees on the bed, presenting your glistening pussy to him, enjoying the sensation of him smearing your arousal over the tip of his cock.

"Fuck, do you know how bad I want this?" He hums quietly, trailing his leaking tip over your slick folds. "Do you know how badly I want to press inside you? You've made such a mess. Bet you feel like fuckin' Heaven and he doesn't even appreciate it."

With his free hand, Bucky grabs a handful of your ass, squeezing just enough that you feel it hurt.

"Don't want to rush this though." His tip lines up with your entrance, teasing the little fluttering hole and God, you're desperate. "I want to take my time. Want to make sure every time your head hits this pillow, you remember how it feels to have every. Last. Inch of me slip inside you."

You can't have him wait any longer though so you press your hips back onto him, feeling just the tip slide into you. "Good girl, that's it. Fuck yourself on me. You need this, don't you? You need to be fucked right for a change."

He's not wrong. You couldn't stop now, even if you wanted to so you keep going, taking all of him. The weight of him inside you is delightful.

"Oh God, you're perfect. You feel like you were made for me." He doesn't dare move. Instead, he takes a second to just enjoy the wet heat of your body and the snug fit of you around his cock.

"You are. A fucking. Dream." He tests the water with a few shallow thrusts, rutting his tip against the sweet spot inside you. You're so wet, you're convinced you must be dripping onto the sheets and your eyes roll back in your head at the very thought.

This is how sex is supposed to feel. You didn't think you could crave anyone the way you do now. "Buck, please." You whimper, rolling your hips back against him, pressing him as deep inside you as possible. "Don't be gentle."

You hear him groan and feel his fingertips trail down your spine, making you arch your back into the bed. "Is that what you need, sweetheart? Can tell just by looking at you that you need it hard and fast and rough tonight. I'll be gentle with you tomorrow morning, I promise. Gotta work some of that tension out of you first. Bet you haven't cum in months."

You don't like that he can tell so easily but you're not surprised either. The first sharp thrust knocks the air from your lungs but all you hear is a pathetic sob, followed by the crack of a hard spank to your ass and the blossoming, stinging pain he's inflicted.

You're not surprised that it only makes you wetter.

[thetardisisnotourdivision]

Hey did I ever tell y'all about the time I dreamed that I had a baby daughter called Ellie that began with my finding out I was pregnant and ended on like her third birthday?

I legitimately woke up thinking "I should go check on Ellie" and then realised she was never real and when I tell you I SOBBED. I've been haunted by an implacable sense of loss ever since. Did I travel to another dimension? Wtf happened because that was insane.

[rhettabbotts]

Do you think when Rhett and babysitter get married, she adopts the girls? Also, do they have another kid when they get married?

YES AND YES

rhett asks her to adopt the girls before they ever tie the knot and she cries so hard. the girls already call her mama and they’re like her own. they have a little baby boy after they get married but it was a struggle. it took a while for tilly to get pregnant and they did ivf for a while but along came sweet baby henry 🥺

[shmaptainwrites]

I know you did one similar with the miscarriage but how do you think wilson x reader would be struggling to get pregnant 🥰

ooo okay if this happens a little “later in life” (and by that i mean biologically, sorry it’s the ecologist in me) it could be from some age related struggles and then maybe that takes some of the guilt from either end out of the equation because you can rationalize it a bit

but i think if wilson wants something he’ll try every avenue before giving up, so maybe you discuss it and decide after a while of trying without much success to do some fertility treatments or IVF and i think considering it’s already a difficult time you’d want to maintain privacy and wilson is super supportive and does a really good job of keeping things between you both until you maybe have some good news to share

obviously when you want kids but are struggling to have them it can get very emotionally exhausting and it shows so you take some extra time to just be together and allow yourselves to process everything that’s happening, maybe even consider adoption because you have the means and it could make sense

overall i think what im trying to say is you’d take things in stride, be there for each other every step of the way, physically and emotionally and if you find good healthy ways to deal with it, in the end it brings you closer

send me your RSL character x reader thoughts

→ accepting asks for james wilson, cruise, and peter müller

→ i’ve seen up to 5x6 of house — NO SPOILERS PLEASE

[bwaybaby]

YOU CAN READ ABOUT BABY'S SQUID GAME VERSE HERE. While most people wondered why Baby was in the games being that she made $2,168 a week with her contract in SIX with people assuming she had savings, she did not, but rather is in debt from taking out loans to pay for several (unsuccessful) IVF treatment rounds as a single mother. With an average cost of $24,000 per cycle, sometimes even higher, sometimes lower, for the chance at becoming a mother she was more than willing to go into debt. It's one of the reasons why her seasonal depression hit her so hard the year she joined the games—— she knew that working in Seoul wasn't going to get her enough money to live her dream of being a mom and being a performer at the same time, so she had thought about ending things. Just a passing thought, but it was a thought none the less. She's currently trying to pay off her current medical debt & pay for future IVF treatments back in America by joining the games.

[mollymaehague]

//after careful consideration and a few days of trying to figure some things out, we have unfortunately decided to drop the plot of mason and molly having a baby together due to muse issues and other circumstances. I have nothing but love and respect for @m-mount and we came to this tough decision together.

molly still had bambi mae hague on january 24, 2024 after doing ivf, however, she went the sperm donor route and decided to become a parent alone. aside from mason's involvement, everything else is the same. mason and molly lived together this past summer and fall, but he moved out at the beginning of her pregnancy.

I know this changes some things for some interactions that I have going and I understand if interactions need to be dropped or restarted. I'd love to get more things going on molly, both plotwise and interaction wise, so please let me know if you'd like to do anything. 🤍

[f1uckinghell]

achievement unlocked: used the last of the bad and evil hormone injections

[dilfsisko]

At what point does PGT in ivf just become eugenics I wonder

[landhoe-norris]

I don’t know how much I’ll be online in the next few weeks as I’ll be starting my hormone injections in the coming days.

I’m an emotional bitch at the best of times and don’t know how they’ll affect me so best to minimise my online presence just in case.

Don’t need to be crying 24/7

[y0rkminster]

I knew 1 in 4 pregnancies ended this way but never thought mine would.

Shattered.