#tw; abortion

[terrence-silver]

Would Terry be taken aback by Beloved admitting that she had an abortion before she met him

No.

Not his kid. He's not the father. Not his legacy. In fact, could churn the stomach of anyone sensitive to hear this, but he might even consider it a victory score against whoever the second parent of that unborn was in the first place, paving the road for him to do what needs to be done instead. Funny how things work out in his favor that way. He's got a competitive spirit, after all --- always wanting to see his opponent losing and this particular case is no different. Don't get me wrong, he'd be beyond understanding and comforting towards beloved and their personal pain, if any, in the matter, because that's his beloved. That's their pain. Their pain is his business, you see. It concerns him! He'd tell them that they shouldn't give a single crap what the world says, and if anyone judged them, there would be hell to pay for it --- but not-quite-so-deep down? He's oddly (and even sadistically) content it turned out this way. It's his territory. They're his, mind, body and soul. Beloved didn't go through with a pregnancy for someone else, but he's here now, and they'll go through with it for him.

[ladyimaginarium]

Disabilities & Neurodivergencies & Mental Health & Trauma In Anishinaabemowin / ᐊᓂᐦᔑᓈᐯᒧᐎᓐ

self care — bami’idizowin / ᐸᒦᑎᓱᐎᓐ

gets mental health counselling — wiiji’aaganiwi ji-mino-ayaad odinendamowing inakeya’ii / ᐐᒋᐋᑲᓂᐎ ᒋᒥᓄᐊᔮ ᐅᑎᓀᓐᑕᒧᐎᓐ ᐃᓇᑫᔭᐄ

widow — zhiigaawe / ᔒᑳᐌ

widower — zhiigaawinini(wag) / ᔒᑳᐎᓂᓂ(ᐗ)

gets family therapy — waawiiji’aaganiwi ji-mino-wiijiiwaad imaa endaad odinawemaagana’ / ᐙᐐᒋᐋᑲᓂᐎ ᒋᒥᓄᐐᒌᐙd ᐃᒫ ᐁᓐᑖd ᐅᑎᓇᐌᒫᑲᓇ

has marriage problems — gaawiin o-mino-wiijiiwaasiin owiidigemaaganan / ᑳᐐᓐ ᐅᒥᓄᐐᒌᐙᓰᓐ ᐅᐐᑎᑫᒫᑲᓇᓐ

Appease him/her ; apologize to him/her / make amends with him/her - gaagiizom

abuses him/her — odawakaanaan — ᐅᑕᐗᑳᓈᓐ

neglects him/her — gaawiin obabiziskenimaasiin — ᑳᐐᓐ ᐅᐸᐱᓯᔅᑫᓂᒫᓰᓐ

commits child abuse — gagwaadagi’aawaso — ᑲᐙᑕᑭᐋᐗᓱ

incest — besho odinawemaaganan noojigo gaa-doodawaad — ᐯᔓ ᐅᑎᓇᐌᒫᑲᓇᓐ ᓅᒋᑯ ᑳ-ᑑᑕᐙ

is toxic — bichiboowishkaagemagan / ᐱᒋᐴᐎᔥᑳᑫᒪᑲᓐ

suffers — gagiiwine / ᑲᑮᐎᓀ

is raped — gwaashkonotawaa(ganiwi) / ᐙᔥᑯᓄᑕᐙ(ᑲᓂᐎ)

birth control — boonoonzhe-mashkiki — ᐴᓅᓐᔐᒪᔥᑭᑭ

has an abortion — ozhigo’oonzhe’idizo / ᐅᔑᑰᐅᓐᔐ’ᐃᑎᓱ

mental health — inendamowin izhi-mino’ayaawin / ᐃᓀᓐᑕᒧᐎᓐ ᐃᔑ ᒥᓄᐊᔮᐎᓐ

trauma — gichi-wiisagishin / ᑭᒋ ᐐᓴᑭᔑᓐ

is autistic — gaa-ayeshaawaadendazig abinoojii[zh] / ᑳᐊᔦᔖᐙᑌᓐᑕᓯ ᐊᐱᓅᒌ

has ADHD — gaa-ojaanimizid bizhishi / ᑳᐅᒑᓂᒥᓯ ᐱᔑᔑ

has OCD — gaawiin eminwendazig ji-goskwaa-waaji’ayaad — ᑳᐐᓐ ᐁᒥᓉᓐᑕᓯ ᒋᑯᔅᒀᐙᒋᐊᔮ

has PTSD — gegoon gaa-izhi-ayaad gii-ishkwaa-gichi-izhinang awiya, gichi-ozazaamendamose / ᑫᑰᓐ ᑳᐃᔑᐊᔮ ᑮᐃᔥᒀᑭᒌᔑᓇᓐ ᐊᐎᔭ, ᑭᒋᐅᓴᓵᒣᓐᑕᒧᓭ

has a tic — jiibise / ᒌᐱᓭ

has sleeping problems — opaaweshkaa gii-dibikaninig / ᐅᐹᐌᔥᑳ ᑮᑎᐱᑲᓂᓂ

has insomnia — opaaweshkaa — ᐅᐹᐌᔥᑳ

has lactose intolerance — joojooshaabo oboopoogijishkaagon — ᒎᒎᔖᐳ ᐅᐴᐴᑭᒋᔥᑳᑯᓐ

is lethargic — gaawiin zaabitoosii — ᑳᐐᓐ ᓵᐱᑑᓰ

is cold — giikaji — ᑮᑲᒋ

has the common cold — agigokaa — ᐊᑭᑯᑳ

with cold shivers — niningaji — ᓂᓂᓐᑲᒋ

has a cold sweat — dakabwezo — ᑕᑲbᐌᓱ

has SAD — bibooni-ziibiskaadendamowaapine / ᐱᐴᓂᓰᐱᔅᑳᑌᓐᑕᒧᐙᐱᓀ

has anxiety and nervousness — ojaanimendamowin / ᐅᒑᓂᒣᓐᑕᒧᐎᓐ

is experiencing anxiety — ojaanimendam / ᐅᒑᓂᒣᓐᑕᒻ

is depressed — maanendamowaapine / ᒫᓀᓐᑕᒧᐙᐱᓀ

has CFS / Chronic Fatigue Syndrome — gaagige-ayekozi / ᑳᑭᑫᐊᔦᑯᓯ

Tourette's Syndrome — wiinigiizhweshkaawaapine / ᐐᓂᑮzᐦᐌᔥᑳᐙᐱᓀ

has Tuberculosis (TB) — miniiwaapine / ᒥᓃᐙᐱᓀ

psychotic — giiwashkweyaadizi / ᑮᐗᔥᑴᔮᑎᓯ

is schizophrenic — giiwashkwe(yaadizi) / ᑮᐗᔥᑴ(ᔮᑎᓯ)

apathy (suppression of emotions) — boonendam — ᐴᓀᓐᑕᒻ

is suicidal — wii-nisidizo

/ ᐐᓂᓯᑎᓱ

suicide — nisidizowin / ᓂᓯᑎᓱᐎᓐ

cannabis — mashkiki / ᒪᔥᑭᑭ

weed (slang) — mishkoohns / ᒥᔥᑰᐦᓐᔅ

THC — noojmiwin waabo oshmey — ᓅjᒥᐎᓐ ᐙᐳ ᐅ���ᒣᔾ

CBD — noojmiwin waabo — ᓅjᒥᐎᓐ ᐙᐳ

marijuana — giiwashkwenoozowin

— ᑮᐗᔥᑴᓅᓱᐎᓐ

narcotics — biinisi-mashkiki(wan) — ᐲᓂᓯᒪᔥᑭᑭ(ᐗᓐ)

cocaine — biinisaakizige-mashkiki — ᐲᓂᓵᑭᓯᑫᒪᔥᑭᑭ

has drug abuse and addiction — biinisi-mashkikiwaapine — ᐲᓂᓯᒪᔥᑭᑭᐙᐱᓀ

is addicted — omamaanjigonigon — ᐅᒪᒫᓐᒋᑯᓂᑯᓐ

is addicted to alcohol — minikwewin omamaanjigonigon — ᒥᓂᑴᐎᓐ ᐅᒪᒫᓐᒋᑯᓂᑯᓐ

has bulimia nervosa — gawaskade’idizo — ᑲᐗᔅᑲᑌᐃᑎᓱ

anorexia — gawasake’idizowaapine — ᑲᐗᓴᑫᐃᑎᓱᐙᐱᓀ

has alzheimer's disease — gichi-ayaawaapine / ᑭᒋᐊᔮᐙᐱᓀ

has arthritis — okanaapine — ᐅᑲᓈᐱᓀ

aplastic anemia — majaagamiskwe / ᒪᒑᑲᒥᔅᑴ

anemia / has iron-deficiency — omiskwiim gaawiin de-onishizhinzinoon, ozhookanzhii / ᐅᒥᔅᑸᒻ ᑳᐐᓐ ᑌᐅᓂᔑᔑᓐᓯᓅᓐ, ᐅᔔᑲᓐᔒ

has a chronic illness — gaagige-aakozi — ᑳᑭᑫᐋᑯᓯ

has down syndrome — gii-wanigi jibwaa-nitaawigid — ᑮᐗᓂᑭ ᒋbᐙᓂᑖᐎᑭ

has dwarfism — gaawiin biijinigisii — ᑳᐐᓐ ᐲᒋᓂᑭᓰ

has dyspraxia — gaawiin gwayak bimosesii gaawiin aaniish gwayak izhinamosii / ᑳᐐᓐ ᐗᔭᒃ ᐱᒧᓭᓰ ᑳᐐᓐ ᐋᓃᔥ ᐗᔭᒃ ᐃᔑᓇᒧᓰ

has claustrophobia — oke-gashkendamendam — ᐅᑫᑲᔥᑫᓐᑕᒣᓐᑕᒻ

is claustrophobic — gashkendamendam — ᑲᔥᑫᓐᑕᒣᓐᑕᒻ

is deaf — gagiibite — ᑲᑮᐱᑌ

is dehydrated — bakaabaawe — ᐸᑳᐹᐌ

has dementia — giiwashkwe’endam — ᑮᐗᔥᑴᐁᓐᑕᒻ

is in denial — gaawiin debweyendamidizosii ji-aakozid — ᑳᐐᓐ ᑌbᐌᔦᓐᑕᒥᑎᓱᓰ ᒋᐋᑯᓯ

lesbian — wiijikwewan gaa-misawenimaad — ᐐᒋᑴᐗᓐ ᑳ-ᒥᓴᐌᓂᒫ

is experiencing hysteria — zegizi — ᓭᑭᓯ

carefully — weweni / ᐌᐌᓂ

is on life support — zakaabiikishin ji-miinaaganiwid ge-bimaaji’igod megwaa gashkitoosig ji-wiisinid ji-bagidanaamod — ᓴᑳᐲᑭᔑᓐ ᒋᒦᓈᑲᓂᐎ ᑫᐱᒫᒋ’ᐃᑯ ᒣᐙ ᑲᔥᑭᑑᓯ ᒋᐐᓯᓂ ᒋᐸᑭᑕᓈᒧ

is hypochondriac — aakozi inenindizo bizhishig — ᐋᑯᓯ ᐃᓀᓂᓐᑎᓱ ᐱᔑᔑ

has frostbite — mashkawaakoji — ᒪᔥᑲᐙᑯᒋ

has hypothermia — gawaji — ᑲᐗᒋ

is hyperactive — ojaanimizi — ᐅᒑᓂᒥᓯ

is dizzy — giiwashkweyaabandam(aa) — ᑮᐗᔥᑴᔮᐸᓐᑕᒻ(ᐋ)

is drowsy — noondengoshi —ᓅᓐᑌᓐᑯᔑ

is fatigued/tired — ayekozi — ᐊᔦᑯᓯ

is nauseated — zhashigagowemanji’o — ᔕᔑᑲᑯᐌᒪᓐᒋ’ᐅ

is nervous — nanichii ojaanimendam — ᓇᓂᒌ ᐅᒑᓂᒣᓐᑕᒻ

is numb — biinisamanji’o — ᐲᓂᓴᒪᓐᒋᐅ

is in pain — moonzho’o / ᒨᓐᔓ'ᐅ

is sad — maanendam / ᒫᓀᓐᑕᒻ

is sleepy — gawingoshi / ᑲᐎᓐᑯᔑ

is thirsty — wii-minikwe / ᐐᒥᓂᑴ

with a meal — megwaa-wiisining / ᒣᐙᐐᓯᓂᓐ

with water — nibi ji-dagondaman / ᓂᐱ ᒋᑕᑯᓐᑕᒪᓐ

is wet — dipaabaawe — ᑎᐹᐹᐌ

is warm — giizhoozi / ᑮᔔᓯ

is weak — niinamizi / ᓃᓇᒥᓯ

“How are you feeling today?” — Aaniin enamanji’oyan noongom? — ᐋᓃᓐ ᐁᓇᒪᓐᒋ’ᐅᔭᓐ ᓅᓐᑯᒻ?

“I am sad.” — Ni-maanendam — ᓂ-ᒫᓀᓐᑕᒻ

Nin-zhagadendam - I am homesick — ᓂᓐ-ᔕᑲᑌᓐᑕᒻ

Ni-mamiidaawendam - “I am struggling with my emotions.” — ᓂ-ᒪᒦᑖᐌᓐᑕᒻ᙮

Nin-giikaj - I am cold — ᓂᓐ-ᑮᑲ᙮

Nin-dipaabaawe - I am soaked — ᓂᓐ-ᑎᐹᐹᐌ᙮

Nin-gagwaanisagendam - I am horrified — ᓂᓐ-ᑲᐙᓂᓴᑫᓐᑕᒻ᙮

Nin-daatagaadendam - I am overwhelmed — ᓂᓐ-ᑖᑕᑳᑌᓐᑕᒻ᙮

Nin-gwenawi-inendam - I am nervous — ᓂᓐ-ᐌᓇᐎ-ᐃᓀᓐᑕᒻ᙮

Nind-ayekoz - I am tired — ᓂᓐ-ᐊᔦᑯ᙮

Nind-aakoz - I am sick — ᓂᓐ-ᐋᑯ᙮

Nind-oondamiz - I am busy — ᓂᓐ-ᐆᓐᑕᒥ᙮

Ni-babaamendam - I am worried, preoccupied / ᓂ-ᐸᐹᒣᓐᑕᒻ᙮

Ni-biigiskaadendam - I am depressed / ᓂ-ᐲᑭᔅᑳᑌᓐᑕᒻ᙮

Nin-gotaaj - I am afraid / ᓂᓐ-ᑯᑖ᙮

Gaawiin nimino-ayaasiin: I am not fine / ᑳᐐᓐ ᓂᒥᓄ-ᐊᔮᓰᓐ᙮

Nimbigoshkaa: I am broken / ᓂᒻᐱᑯᔥᑳ᙮

I’m alone - Nnazhikewiz / ᓐᓇᔑᑫᐎ᙮

“I'm here.” — Ndayaa maa / ᓐᑕᔮ ᒫ᙮

has a hangover — maanaakizige — ᒫᓈᑭᓯᑫ᙮

has a headache — dewikwe — ᑌᐎᑴ᙮

has eczema — zaagibiigishkaa — ᓵᑭᐲᑭᔥᑳ᙮

has epilepsy — ojibinigowaapine — ᐅᒋᐱᓂᑯᐙᐱᓀ᙮

has a panic disorder — gichi-zegizi / ᑭᒋ-ᓭᑭᓯ᙮

has a phobia — gegoon ogagwaanisagendaan — ᑫᑰᓐ ᐅᑲᐙᓂᓴᑫᓐᑖᓐ᙮

has HIV/AIDS — maawach gaa-zanaganinik majaapi-ne — ᒫᐗᒡᐦ ᑳ-ᓴᓇᑲᓂᓂᒃ ᒪᒑᐱ-ᓀ᙮

is homophobic — ogosaan ininiwan wiiji-ininiwa’ gaa-misawenimaamid — ᐅᑯᓵᓐ ᐃᓂᓂᐗᓐ ᐐᒋ-ᐃᓂᓂᐗ’ ᑳ-ᒥᓴᐌᓂᒫᒥ᙮

psychiatrist — otigwaani-mashkikiiwinini(wag) / ᐅᑎᐙᓂ-ᒪᔥᑭᑮᐎᓂᓂ(ᐗ)

psychologist — otigwaani-mashkikiiwinini gaamaamiinomiwed / ᐅᑎᐙᓂ-ᒪᔥᑭᑮᐎᓂᓂ ᑳᒫᒦᓄᒥᐌ

therapist — gaa-wiiji’ iwed ji-minomanji’ong / ᑳ-ᐐᒋ’ ᐃᐌ ᒋ-ᒥᓄᒪᓐᒋ’ᐅᓐ

diagnosis — gaa-wiinjigaadeg aaniin enaapined — ᑳ-ᐐᓐᒋᑳᑌ ᐋᓃᓐ ᐁᓈᐱᓀ

medical history — gaa-gii-bi-inaapineyin — ᑳ-ᑮ-ᐱ-ᐃᓈᐱᓀᔨᓐ

He/she is fasting — makadeke / ᒪᑲᑌᑫ

He/she is having a feast — wiikonge / ᐐᑯᓐᑫ

He/she is praying — anami'aa / ᐊᓇᒥᐋ

He/she is smudging — nookwezige / ᓅᑴᓯᑫ

He/she is in a sweat ceremony — madoodoo / ᒪᑑᑑ

Aapiji go gizhawenimininim. - I love you all very much. / ᐋᐱᒋ ᑯ ᑭᔕᐌᓂᒥᓂᓂᒻ

Aapiji go gigwiinawenimin. - I miss you very much. / ᐋᐱᒋ ᑯ ᑭgᐐᓇᐌᓂᒥᓐ᙮

Gigwiinawenimininim. - I miss you all. / ᑭᐐᓇᐌᓂᒥᓂᓂᒻ᙮

Apiitendaagwad gide'. - Your heart is important. / ᐊᐲᑌᓐᑖᐗ ᑭᑌ'᙮

Apiitendaagwad gibimaadiziwin. - Your life is important. / ᐲᑌᓐᑖᐗ ᑭᐱᒫᑎᓯᐎᓐ᙮

Apiitendaagozi gijichaag. - Your spirit is important. / ᐊᐲᑌᓐᑖᑯᓯ ᑭᒋᒑ᙮

Anwebidaa noongom. - Let's rest today. / ᐊᓉᐱᑖ ᓅᓐᑯᒻ᙮

Apane go giga-kwiinawenimigoo. - We will always miss you. / ᐊᐸᓀ ᑯ ᑭᑲ-ᑸᓇᐌᓂᒥᑰ᙮

Maamakaadendaagwad bimaadiziwin. = Life is amazing. / ᒫᒪᑳᑌᓐᑖᐗ ᐱᒫᑎᓯᐎᓐ᙮

Bizindaw gaa-wiisagendamowaad. - Listen to those who are hurting. / ᐱᓯᓐᑕᐤ ᑳ-ᐐᓴᑫᓐᑕᒧᐙ᙮

Maybe you can help somebody. - maagizhaa awiya gidaa-wiidookawaa. — ᒫᑭᔖ ᐊᐎᔭ ᑭᑖ-ᐐᑑᑲᐙ᙮

Manaajitoon aki apane. - Always respect the land. / ᒪᓈᒋᑑᓐ ᐊᑭ ᐊᐸᓀ᙮

I love you profoundly and unconditionally. — Aapiji go gizhawenimin. / ᐋᐱᒋ ᑯ ᑭᔕᐌᓂᒥᓐ᙮

[destielmemenews]

10 states had abortion rights on the ballot, and amendments passed in 7 of them; Arizona, Colorado, Maryland, Missouri, Montana, Nevada, and New York.

Amendments did not pass in Florida, Nebraska, and South Dakota.

Missouri is a particularly notable win because of the state's near total abortion ban, one of the most restrictive in the country.

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[undercovercannibal]

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THE BOYS 4.04 “Wisdom of the Ages”

[yuujispinkhair]

CollegeBoy!Sukuna accidentally knocking you up – Part 2 A

-> Option A: "I'm not ready to be a mom"

You can read Part 1 here

I decided to write two different versions of Part 2 (both are comforting). Option A: Reader has an abortion Option B: Reader decides to have the baby(s)

Modern!Sukuna x Reader (female). Fluff. Light angst with a happy end. 2K words. Unplanned pregnancy, Reader has a surgical abortion. Everything goes well. Sukuna takes good care of Reader. All characters are of age. Minors don't interact. Divider@/plutism + dollsciples + benkeibear

Finding out that you accidentally got knocked up by your college sweetheart was definitely a shock. And it didn't end there because now you are faced with having to make a decision that has the potential to change your life forever.

You sleep a night over it and spend the next day going on a long walk with Sukuna, hoping the fresh air will help you clear your mind. It's when you sit down on a park bench and lean against Sukuna's biceps when you ask softly,

"So what are we going to do, Kuna?"

And Sukuna wraps his arm around you and pulls you against his side,

"It's your choice, princess. I will be there for you no matter what. I'm man enough to handle both. And ultimately, it's your body, so you should be the one who makes the decision."

It makes you love him even more.

Sukuna is usually a very dominant person, someone who likes to be in control. Seeing him hold back and give you the reins fills you with deep affection.

You have contemplated both options, glad that Sukuna made it clear that he won't run even if you want to have the baby. But in the end, there is one option that feels more right for you at this point in your life.

When you tell Sukuna that you want to terminate the pregnancy, he doesn't comment on whether this is what he would have decided or not but just pulls you into his strong arms and hugs you, tells you again that he will drive you to the hospital and be there for you all the way.

You practically melt into the comfort of his strong arms as you add softly,

"It's not that I don't want a baby with you, Kuna. You know that, right? It has nothing to do with you. I just think we are too young. I am too young. I don't want the stress of having to be a mom while I still go to college and have to study for exams and try to find a good job, etc. It already seems so much, and when I imagine also having to take care of a little baby, I don't think I can manage all of it, even with you by my side."

Sukuna smiles at you, not one of his smug smirks or flirty boyish grins, but a genuine smile, soft and tender, a smile that is only reserved for you.

"I know, princess. Don't worry your pretty head about this."

Sukuna is with you throughout the whole journey. He drives you to your doctor and insists on going up to the waiting room with you because he knows how nervous you are. He sits next to you, holds your hand, caresses your fingers soothingly, and grins reassuringly at you. He makes a flirty comment and winks at you when your name gets called, trying his best to make you laugh and feel less nervous.

But you know that he is nervous too. When you get back twenty minutes later, you can see that Sukuna is still on the same page of the book he started to read when you left. His mind obviously occupied with other things, just as affected by the situation as you are.

It makes you reach out and hug him tightly, comforting him just like he comforts you, even though he would never admit openly that this makes him anxious just as much as you.

"My doctor already made an appointment at the clinic for me to have another examination and to sign all the documents and stuff. But it's when you have training, so you really don't have to come with me."

But Sukuna rolls his eyes and shakes his head,

"What are you saying? Stop it, baby. Of course, I am coming with you. If I can put my dick in you, I can also accompany you to your appointment. After all, it's my apparently super-fertile sperm that got you into that situation in the first place! I'll skip training. It's not important. Nothing is as important as you are to me."

The next four days feel weird. You go to the examination at the clinic. You listen to the doctor explaining the procedure to you. You nod, you smile politely, and you sign several documents before you get sent halfway through the hospital to meet an anesthetic and sign more papers. They send you home with a sheet full of instructions on what to do before and after the surgery.

You spend the days until the surgery in a daze. Everything feels unreal.

But you aren't alone. Sukuna doesn't leave your side. It's almost funny how he follows you around like a puppy. The big bad boy, all sweet and doting.

On the day of the abortion Sukuna drives you to the hospital. He walks with you to the unit where the surgery will take place, and his large hand squeezes your smaller one so tightly it almost hurts.

You can see and feel how reluctant he is to let go of you and how worried he is about you, even though he tries to hide it and play it cool so as not to make you more anxious than you already are. But his hug is even tighter than usual, almost bone-crushing the way his strong arms tighten around you, and he pulls you against his tall, muscular body.

He kisses you, too deep and with too much tongue for the location, but you tilt your head to let him push his tongue even deeper into your mouth, craving his kiss and his love and the reassurance he gives you that way.

You leave towards the room where you are supposed to change, looking back over your shoulder one last time and Sukuna is still standing there in the hallway, his hands shoved into the pockets of his grey sweatpants, looking so cool with his tattoos and the pink hair. But you can see the tenseness in his broad shoulders and the worry on his tattooed face.

It makes your chest feel warm, and you can't help but mouth "I love you" in his direction, smiling when you see him say the words too.

Your surgery goes by without any complications, and the moment you wake up, a nurse is already by your side, bringing you tea and something to eat, and some painkillers. But you are impatient, wanting nothing more than to leave and be in Sukuna's comforting embrace, feel the warmth of his body and inhale his scent and hear his velvety low voice murmuring sweet nothings in your ear.

You're glad when you are finally allowed to get up and get dressed again, promising the nurse that you have someone who will stay with you for the next 24 hours.

When you leave the changing room, you see Sukuna leaning against the wall right next to the reception. His tattooed face is a bit pale, and he is playing nervously with his tongue piercing once again.

His maroon eyes meet yours, and he is by your side in a second, a strong arm wrapping around your waist and carefully pulling you against his side, steadying you, holding you securely, making sure you won't fall. His lips press against your temple, lingering there for a long moment, warm and soft,

"Fuck. I'm glad you're finally out of there."

You can hear the strain in his low voice, can hear every ounce of worry and anxiety he felt during the last hours when he was sitting in his room, waiting for the hospital to call him and tell him, you are ok.

You lean gratefully against him, feeling a bit dizzy from the anesthetics, glad that you have your strong boyfriend to hold you.

"I'm so glad you're here, Sukuna."

"How are you, princess?"

"I'm good. Just a bit wobbly on my feet. And I need something to eat. I'm starving!"

And Sukuna laughs softly, sounding so relieved,

"Well, how lucky you are that your boyfriend spent the last few hours in the kitchen to distract himself and prepare your favorite dishes for you."

And suddenly, your sight becomes blurry as tears well up in your eyes and run down your cheeks without you even knowing why you suddenly start crying now that it's over when, in the days leading up to the abortion, you didn't shed a single tear!

But maybe all the stress and anxiety of the last few days finally caught up with you. The contradictory emotions of feeling a bit wistful about letting go of that fantasy of Sukuna and you having your own little family versus the relief you feel that it's over and that you can live your life the way you planned.

But you suspect that, most of all, it is the overwhelming love you feel for Sukuna right at that moment. You are so touched by how caring he is. How mature he was in this situation. That he didn't run, that he didn't leave you to deal with all of this on your own. He is so worried about you and does so much to make you feel okay. He is so strong all the time, so you have someone to lean on.

A sniffle escapes your trembling lips, and Sukuna's eyes widen. He pulls you against him, burying his face in your hair and murmuring soothingly to you,

"Hey, baby, it's ok. Everything's going to be ok. Don't cry."

Your hands are on Sukuna's broad chest, and you feel the warmth of his skin and the beat of his heart through the soft hoodie he is wearing, comforting and reassuring.

"I'm ok, Kuna, I swear. It's just... I love you so much."

"I love you too."

His voice sounds tender when he says the words, and you snuggle closer to him, lifting your head to look at his beautiful tattooed face. And Sukuna leans down a bit, enough so he can brush his lips over yours.

That's how you end up standing in the middle of the hospital hallway, hugging your boyfriend and kissing him slowly as if the two of you are the only people in this world.

But you make it to the parking lot a few minutes later, walking there with the help of Sukuna's strong arm wrapped around you.

Sukuna is so gentle, so caring. He helps you into the car and puts on your seat belt for you as if you can't do it yourself. He stops at a convenience store to get some pads for you, jogging back to the car as if he is running from a crime scene because he is worried about letting you out of his sight even for a few minutes.

He helps you out of the car again, once you have reached your apartment, picks you up princess-style and carries you up the stairs. He sits you down on the couch, wraps you in a warm blanket and glares at you when you try to get up.

"Don't be a brat! Just stay right here and rest and let me bring you the meal I cooked for you with all my fucking love!"

He brings you the food and plops down next to you, checking if you really eat something, like some super stern nurse, and you can't help but feel warm, knowing that your bad boy is so amazingly sweet and caring when it comes to you.

The moment your face twists in pain, Sukuna is on his knees in front of you, fear in his maroon eyes, his large hands on your thighs, looking up at you with worry written all over his tattooed face.

"What's wrong?"

You grit your teeth and smile shakily at him, reaching out to cup his cheek and caress it tenderly, touched by how worried he is for you.

"It's nothing bad, Kuna. They told me I would get cramps after the surgery. It's perfectly normal! But it feels like really bad period cramps. They gave me some painkillers for that. Can you..."

You can't even finish the sentence before Sukuna is on his feet again, already walking over to your bag,

"I'll get them for you!"

You thank him, and he sits down next to you again, watching you the whole time with narrowed maroon eyes until you chuckle and reach over to ruffle his pink hair,

"I won't drop dead if you stop looking at me for one second, you know, baby? Eat something, too, I know you are hungry!"

"Don't joke about stuff like that, princess. I am just taking my job as your personal nurse seriously."

And he really does. For the next few days, Sukuna barely leaves your side. And even a week later, he is still acting differently around you, and you begin to realize that this is probably how he will always be now. Even more protective. Even more caring.

The unplanned pregnancy and the abortion didn't drive a wedge between the two of you. Instead, it made the two of you grow even closer. You shared a life-altering experience. Because even though you decided not to have the baby, it still will be something you will always carry with you. And you will never forget how Sukuna reacted. How he was there for you. How he respected your decision and how he cared for you.

You learned that Sukuna is more than just the sexy bad boy you can have fun with. He showed you that you can always count on him, that he won't run when real problems occur. You learned that if one day in the future you actually want to have a baby, you have a wonderful man by your side who would be a loving partner and a damn good dad.

You sigh happily as you lie in your bed with Sukuna behind you. He has become more cuddly since accidentally knocking you up. He wants to spend every night at your apartment or asks you to stay at his. As if he needs to hold you every night, keeping you safe and sound, wrapped in his strong arms, his buff body pressing against your back, and his lips trailing lazy kisses over your neck.

The two of you are living your regular lives again, going to classes, studying, going to training, to parties. No one else knows what happened to you. It's a secret between you and Sukuna because you both want it that way. No one else has to know. This is just something the two of you share.

A commercial for baby food starts playing in between two episodes of the crime show you are watching. A young family, mom and dad, and a tiny baby. And even though it's been weeks, it still makes you feel a bit weird to see it.

Sukuna's arm tightens around you. Maybe he felt you tense up, or maybe he had the same thoughts as you when seeing the commercial. Either way, his hand slips down to your belly, caressing it gently, and there's a smile in his low voice when he says,

"You know, it's not the end of it, princess, right? We can still have one.... when we are older. If we want."

You smile and snuggle against Sukuna's warm, muscular body. Your hand lands on top of his larger one, which is resting on your belly now, and you interlace your fingers with his, feeling the weird tension leave your body again.

"If I ever want to have a baby, it will definitely be with you, Sukuna."

I LOVE HIM 💗😭

Thank you so much for all the love on Part 1!! The story wouldn't leave my mind anymore, and after I got several comments and asks where people asked about a possible Part 2, I wanted to continue the story about College sweetheart Sukuna knocking us up and show how Reader and Sukuna deal with both options, so I decided to write two different versions.

I hope you liked Option A and that it could give you comfort.

Option B will be the version where Reader decides to have the baby (or rather babies lol). I plan to post it next week!

Comments and reblogs would be very sweet 💗

You can find Option B here

[monsieurenjlolras]

feels like something a debate moderator shouldn't have to clarify for the former U.S. president

[dhaaruni]

Thank you @ Pete Buttigieg

[anarchywoofwoof]

Scientists in Poland have reportedly developed lab tests that can detect whether people have taken abortion pills—and those tests are already being used to investigate pregnancy outcomes under the country’s abortion ban. This is an alarming development, to say the least, and unfortunately, it feels like it’s only a matter of time before a U.S. state replicates the effort. According to a bone-chilling piece in the New York Times, Polish scientists have developed tests that can identify both mifepristone and misoprostol, the drugs typically used in a medication abortion. (Though some people do use misoprostol alone.) The studies were part of a research project funded by the Polish government where researchers were able to find evidence of misoprostol in the placenta and mifepristone in a woman’s blood sample. A spokesperson for a prosecutor’s office in Wroclaw confirmed to the Times that Polish authorities have already used the tests to investigate pregnancy outcomes.

god damnit poland.

When abortion is banned, every miscarriage and stillbirth becomes a potential crime scene, and Poland is taking its already dystopian anti-abortion surveillance state to the next level. Poland created a national pregnancy registry in June 2022 and recently had police search the sewers for a fetus to try and prove a woman lied about having a miscarriage. In that case, the police collected her underwear, scissors she used to cut the umbilical cord, and blood from her floor for the investigation. They even wanted to funnel the contents of her home’s septic tank, but cleaners refused. Police claimed the woman lost her pregnancy “as a result of criminal actions” and prosecutors opened proceedings against her, only to drop them months later.

this is the type of shit that conservatives want in America so badly and they will stop at nothing to make sure it happens. this shit is vile.

[source: jezebel]

[archie-sunshine]

What did ratchet do to egged prowl?

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step 2:

[definitelynotacorvid]

[terrence-silver]

How would Terry react if beloved wanted to have an abortion because she wasn't ready for a baby?

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Oh, this man could be entirely pro-choice until it's his kid.

Privately, behind closed doors or in specially chosen, likeminded company, I see Terry Silver as a man who enjoys crude, juvenile locker-room humor. Humor concerning making lovers sign NDA's. Paying them to 'scrape it out' at a private gynecologists at private clinics, of course, at his beck, call and under his strict oversight, without such incidents needing to ever even take place because he's too careful to slip up, but hey --- he can joke about it. Contractually obligating them to take contraceptives he chose for them, for as long as he wants them to because 'Mr. Silver is very particular and doesn't enjoy unpredictable outcomes beyond his control'. He's very much cold as an iceberg, business-like and practical like that when he wants to be. Did I said he's pro-choice up there? Yeah. More like, the choices are whatever he says they are, especially if he isn't invested emotionally and sees someone as a temporary arrangement.

He's too smart to compromise himself.

Once the 80's and the 90's come to an end, and dark comedy of this variety doesn't fly as much as it used to decades prior --- and knowing that and strategically adapting to it like a chameleon, he might just pose himself into the other extreme of the political spectrum and present himself as a New Age Californian upper crust Liberal type that supports someone's and everyone's right to choose loud and proud when the situation calls for it because he's just that equitable and perfectly Democractic. Ain't he wonderful? The scheduled Vegan brunch at nine o'clock is there, clapping, collectively impressed and in awe of him while he pretends to be humble faced with their attentions. Don't you know Mr. Silver is an egalitarian saint who donated high-end medical equipment to several Planned Parenthoods across the State, renovating just as many urban hospitals this month alone?'

And then it's beloved who wants to visit one of said facilities --- oh, the irony.

Suddenly, the man who was making abortion and Vietnam baby killing jokes decades ago and snickering like a meanspirited little kid and then doing a 180 degree shift and possibly hypocritically advocating for human rights the very next decade to acquire the status of a social champion both disappear so something else can take their place; a man who absolutely won't compromise and does the exact opposite of everything he's been broadcasting all his life; he wants to keep the baby. Will keep the baby. Is baffled, angry, distraught and perturbed beloved ever considered not having it. And there's just about nothing anyone can do to dissuade him from ensuring his legacy comes into the World by any means necessary. He advocated choices. He joked around too. It was funny then --- now ow it ain't funny anymore. He stopped laughing. Oh, did he ever. All the choices but one dried over too.

[jorrated]

i have this idea for a 'fankid' that eggman attempted to make a project shadow 2 but with added sonic dna in the future. it didnt work out so he just kinda let it there and the gang finds it

they immediately put it on someone's doorstep and never think about it ever again

[destielmemenews]

"Missouri is currently enforcing a total abortion ban with exceptions for medical emergencies. The ballot measure's proposal to enshrine the right to abortion until fetal viability - typically around 24 weeks in pregnancy - drew support from 52% of Missouri voters in a St. Louis University/YouGov poll conducted from Aug. 9-16. The measure would need more than 50% support to pass."

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[animentality]

[allamericansbitch]

olivia just revealed her own initiative, 'fund 4 good', is a part of the Guts tour. The initiative 'helps support all women/girls seeking reproductive health freedom and the fund will directly support community-based nonprofits that champion things like girl's education, reproductive rights and prevent gender-based violence'. A portion of all the ticket sales from the tour are going towards the fund and for the North American leg specifically, she's partnering with the National Network of Abortion Funds 'to help those impacted by healthcare barriers and get the reproductive health care they deserve'.

this is what you do when you're gifted with a platform.

[sandyferal]

Dev I don’t think you’re supposed to ask for that