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[katieo1022]

[perfectly-round]

[preggobellieshub]

Twinner talks about her twin pregnancy

[kathaynesart]

And now watch it all fall apart.

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Thank you everyone for your patience as I recuperate from Covid. I tested negative and am now just recuperating from the lasting effects. Honestly, this update is one I probably could have skipped, but I love me a good heist plan. Plus I just wanted to have some fun with this holiday special and if that means extending it a bit longer, then so be it.

[entwnii]

it’s already late at night when 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 walks out of the gym, his sport bag in his hand.

the droplets of water falling from his platinum blonde hair run down his face and the back of his neck. paired with the chill breeze of the night, it makes a trail of shivers run down his spine and goosebumps appear on his light skin.

god, why did he forget to bring a towel ?

he grabs his keys from the back pocket of his shorts before opening the car’s door, throwing his sport bag somewhere on the backseat while he slides down on the driver seat.

he turns his car on, a white porsche 718 spyder, hoping that his hair will dry during the ride home before driving off to your shared apartment.

the wind that blows through his blonde locks makes the pro athlete sigh in contentment, a small smile appearing on his slightly chapped lips as he drives through the busy streets of osaka, the neon lights of the stores lighting his face in various colors.

it doesn’t take him longer than twenty minutes to get to his residence, parking his convertible car in it’s usual spot.

atsumu grabs his bag’s handle and gets out of the car before locking it. he walks over to the apartment building’s entrance, opening the door and making his way to the staircase.

once he reaches the third floor, he walks over to the door of your shared apartment, the only one on the third floor.

the blonde-haired man unlocks the front door with his keys before stepping inside.

your fiancé carefully closes the door behind him, not wanting to wake you up. he kicks his shoes off his feet before placing his sport bag on the floor next to the door.

atsumu’s dark brown eyes are attracted by a small light coming from the living room.

his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, the pro volleyball player walks over to the living room, scratching the back of his neck.

the frown on his face immediately disappears at the sight in front of him, a fond smile replacing it.

the television is on, mamma mia is currently playing on the screen, one of your favorite movies. there’s a plate of muffins on the coffee table, blueberry and lemon ones with powdered sugar icing on top along with a glass bottle of lemonade.

all the while you are laying on the skandi couch, facing the television, visibly asleep. one of your cheeks is pressed against the back of your hand, your eyes closed and your plump lips slightly parted. soft breaths escape you as one of atsumu’s large shirts is draped over your body.

despite all of his efforts not to wake you up, atsumu’s foot bumps into one of the couch’s footers, making him yelp at the sudden pain, which wakes you up.

atsumu watches as you turn around, facing the couch’s back, a frown on your face while a small whine escapes you. your eyelashes flutter open, trying to adjust your eyesight to the light coming from the television.

as you sit up, you start rubbing your eyes, letting a groan of complain before finally glancing to the side, glaring at your fiancé.

“sorry, baby.” atsumu flashes you a small smile, a hint of regret visible in his eyes, despite his urge to laugh at your sleepy appearance.

“how’s my future mama ?” he asks as he places his hands on the back of the skandi couch, leaning towards you.

“fine, but she was quite calm until you arrived.” you accusingly tell him, a subtle frown on your features as you place a hand on your baby bump.

“‘t’s not my fault she likes my voice.” atsumu lets out a chuckle, placing a hand on the side of your face, turning your head to place a small peck on your plump lips. “only two months left…”

you let out a small hum at his words, looking up at him with sleepy eyes.

atsumu parts away from your plump lips, licking his own. “imma eat somethin’, what do ya wanna eat ?”

you scratch the bridge of your nose with your nails, thinking about his offer. “i want vanilla ice cream… with olive oil and salt.”

atsumu nods his head at your request, a small ‘kay’ leaving his lips before he walks over to the kitchen.

he knows better than to criticize your cravings, especially since it isn’t the weirdest one out of your seven months of pregnancy.

your fiancé turns on the kitchen’s lights, scratching the back of his neck as he walks around the kitchen to gather the ingredients.

he grabs two bowls from one of the drawers before turning over to the fridge and opening it. he grabs the vanilla ice cream container along with his oatmeal and the milk.

atsumu places a good amount of oatmeal into his bowl before pouring some milk on top and putting the bowl on the side.

he then begins to scoop out some vanilla ice cream, placing it in the second bowl before grabbing the olive oil. he pours a trail of the oil on top of the ice cream and sprinkles some sea salt on top.

the blonde-haired boy wipes the kitchen counter, cleaning the small mess he made, and puts the ingredients back in the fridge.

he grabs both the bowls, along with two tablespoons and walks back to the living room.

“here ya go, pretty girl.” atsumu announces with a grin on his face as he hands you your bowl and a spoon.

he slides on the skandi couch right next to you and digs into his oatmeal. he glances over at you, his grin widening as he watches the pleased expression on your face as you savor the ice cream.

“do you want to try it, ‘tsumu ?” you ask as you look over at atsumu, pointing to the mixture in your bowl with your spoon.

“nah, i’m not trustin’ you with that.” he shakes his head, a loud laugh escaping him.

safe to say that you were pissed at him after that, which only made him laugh more.

[chocostrwberry]

How does Felix in this au learn he’s a senti? How old was he, and how did he take it?

After the life-altering talk:

[welove-hpb]

"How in the world I ended carrying these twins?. I never imagine my belly would be this huge"

[hrpdfrisco]

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[perfectly-round]

I guess, she's my GOAT for this moment, she's unbelievable!

[katieo1022]

[monkasss]

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[preggobellieshub]

Another massive twinner

[quitealotofsodapop]

I got a question, or rather a what if. What if in any of your stone egg AUs, Wukong had a cryptic pregnancy? A cryptic pregnancy is basically when someone may go several months or the entire pregnancy without knowing they're pregnant. Like what if Wukong didn’t know he was having an egg until he was legit giving birth. I know with his Golden eyes and Macaque’s ears, that would practically impossible but still what if?

Just asking and a little curious.

Considering I just learned that in the show concept art; Macaque had a third mini shadow clone...

+ this anon ask:

Wukong happily tending to Macaque's left-behind shadows on FFM in the centuries after their breakup, only to notice that they're all missing; ala "lmk penumbra au".

He's sad that this part of his lost mate, only to wonder why his stomach has been feeling weird lately...

(*Wukong chilling in his hut prior to the LMK pilot*) Wukong, turns on gold vision: "...why is there three swirling masses of life energy/dao in my lower stomach?" Wukong, thinking: "Hmm... eh. Probably nothing." (*continues eating peach chips*) Guanyin, narrating: "It was, in fact, Something."

Wukong: (*wide-eyed and exhausted. Holding three!! baby monkeys*) Wukong, breathless: "What. The. Diyu?" Three Shadow Cubs: (*loud chirpy sounds!*) :V! Guanyin, in midwife scrubs: "Yeah. Glad I noticed just in time." Wukong: "What in Buddha's name was that!?" Guanyin: "Seems that by donating your dao to preserve your mate's shadows, they formed their own souls. However they needed bodies..." Wukong: "But wait, if Macaque's shadows disappeared some time ago then- how long where you three cooking!?" Three Shadow Cubs: (*no thoughts, only babey*) (‘◇’)? Wukong, realising: "I need a successor."

MK sees his idol in "tired single-parent of three newborns"-mode and instantly understands why the Monkey King needs someone to take up the Staff.

[welove-hpb]

Pregnant with twins