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So it turns out you and Superboy Prime actually agree on something:

(Sidenote, his Redemption is actually going really well? He's trying, some people are giving him a chance but most other heroes don't trust him and it's not sugarcoating his past. It's honestly kinda great)

I think that's great! I'm all in favor of redemption as long as they're actually working at it and I'm glad it's happening.

jack-o-dormant

If I were Prime in this situation, I'd say, "Well, Boss, the truth is, I'm actually Superboy in disguise, and I only pretend to be a comic-book store employee to hear about problems as they occur, and then provide the comic companies material to write their comics about."

And then, when he walked off muttering, "You're a sick man, Kent," I'd smile smugly and say, "You asked."

If you know, you know.

pregnant-and-birthing

Week 5: A long day of sexual exploration followed, and we parted ways and got on with our daily lives while still meeting up regularly to enjoy ourselves and each other. But after four weeks of fun, things began to get real.

It started when you had to stay home sick one night on our weekly Sunday cinema date, meaning I had to go with a friend, because you'd been puking and feeling nauseous for weeks but especially so that night, and it was only then you realised that you hadn't had your period when you were supposed to. The next day, you took a sick day at work to go to the chemist for some nausea meds and a home pregnancy test. When you got home and took the test, you weren't terribly surprised, but it did bring about a heavy mix of emotions.

"Ok...Ok" I say to myself as I take a deep cleansing breath in aa my mind struggles to figure out how to break the news to you.

My heart races at the thought of how you are going to take the news! We were supposed to be friends with benefits at most but a baby! That changes everything!

I pacw back and forth in the washroom for what seems like forever while my mind runs through a million different scenarios of how things could go. At the end of it all though there was only one way to know how it all would go for sure, and that is to tell you.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"We need to talk." The moment I got that text, my blood went cold. Everyone knows a message like that, at best, means something terrible has happened to a friend or relative. But since I know I can't put off hearing bad news forever, I hop on the bus and ride over to your place.

I find you on the sofa with a box of tissues and sit down beside you. "Okay, hon," I say reluctantly. "Give it to me straight. What's wrong?"

pregnant-and-birthing

My face is streaked with tears, and my hands shaking as I reach out to show you the positive test I am holding. "I-I am pregnant" I say in a shakey voice barely able to get the words out. "I am so, so sorry" I blubber "I have spent all morning trying to figure out how to tell you. Please don't be upset with me" I almost beg.

"I didn't mean for this to happen and I completely understand if you don't want to see me anymore" I say as my mind spins a million miles a minute.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I stare in shock at the test in my hand, my eyes wide and my jaw opening and closing. I can't believe you're really pregnant. Did I really forget to use contraception when it counted? Hell, once I realise all the times you felt sick, drowsy, or uncomfortable the last two to three weeks, I curse myself for not seeing it sooner.

Forcing myself to remain calm, I close my hand into a soft fist over the test. "Look," I say evenly. "Ultimately, what you choose to do with it is your choice. If you choose to terminate, I'll accept it. If you want to give it up for adoption, I'll stand behind you. But also..."

I try to keep my hands from trembling as I wipe away your tears and hold your face in my hands. "If you decide you want to keep it... then I'll do everything I can to be there for you and our child. We don't have to rush into marriage and living together if you don't want to. If all you want is to remain friends, we can do that while still being the parents that he or she needs."

Not wanting to push boundaries, I lean up to kiss your forehead, looking at you carefully to see how you react.

pregnant-and-birthing

I look to you with a clear sign of relief. "Really?" I say, kind of shocked at how calm you have managed to remain while recieving this news.

"I...I could never terminate this pregnancy" I say with a gentle smile as my hand moves down to my belly. "I know this may sound weird because I just found out I am pregnant....but I feel attached to this baby already. I know I shouldn't rush into a decision like this but I think I want to keep it" I say softly.

My body relaxing slightly more as those words come out of my mouth. "But I don't want to put any pressure on you to feel obligated to be here for me or this baby. I only want you to stay if you want to"

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I smile sadly, stroking your cheek with a thumb. "One life-changing decision at a time. I live close enough by that we'll never be too far apart, and if you're keeping the baby, then I do want to be part of his or her life."

I look down at your belly, and my smile shifts slightly. Moving carefully to avoid upsetting you, one of my hands moves down to your waist and slides your shirt up, exposing your still slim but firm tummy to the air. I press my palm flat against it, my fingers spread, my eyes widening as I feel the warmth from inside you.

"Besides, even if I left, sooner or later, he or she would track me down to learn about his or her daddy and why I wasn't there for mommy.

pregnant-and-birthing

"Thats true. So does that mean we are agreed that we are going to keep this baby?" I ask as my face turns from tears to a smile. My heart bursting with happiness and joy.

I look at the amazement in your eyes as you place your hand to my belly ever so gently. "I know we still have a lot to discuss but do you think it is OK, if we just relax and chill out for a little bit? I just want to take some time to let this all process and sink in" I say gently.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"Yes, on both counts," I smile. Could you lie back for a second? I want to lay my head on your stomach, just absorb that this is happening, and maybe talk to the baby."

pregnant-and-birthing

"That sounds like absolute perfection to me right now" I say laying back into the sofa, giving you all the access you want to my belly and our baby.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I bend down and grab your hips and lower waist with my hands, bringing my face close to your belly. I plant kisses all across the flat skin, feeling how firm your stomach is under my lips. A delightful reminder of what's to come.

I rest my head and ear on your belly, listening to the rumble in your stomach and pretending that for a moment I can hear a second heartbeat from inside you. I look up at you and smile, crawling up your body to kiss you.

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I cant help but smile as I feel your lips press to my still flat belly. The sensation and love I feel through your kisses is enough to give me butterflies in my belly.

The way you talk to my belly is so heart warming and makes my heart skip a beat. I cant even begin to describe how excited and happy I am to be able to experience this pregnancy with you.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I grin with excitement, and a certain dominant edge, as I wrap a hand around your throat tight enough to hold you but not enough to impede your breathing. "You know what? I could get used to this idea of you letting my seed grow in your fertile fields and you carrying our baby for nine months at a time." I lean forward and kiss your cheek tenderly before licking my tongue lecherously across the other. "It's almost like I've... marked you. Like now you're my woman for the rest of our lives. Like even if you had more boyfriends in future, there's a part of me inside of you now, and it's linked us permanently.

My cock throbs with visible excitement in my pants and I pat it with pride and amusement. "What do you say we go upstairs and have a little... bonding time before I have to get back to it?"

(TBC in my next ask, on my end. Feel free to post one more before you wrap this up.)

pregnant-and-birthing

Week 5: A long day of sexual exploration followed, and we parted ways and got on with our daily lives while still meeting up regularly to enjoy ourselves and each other. But after four weeks of fun, things began to get real.

It started when you had to stay home sick one night on our weekly Sunday cinema date, meaning I had to go with a friend, because you'd been puking and feeling nauseous for weeks but especially so that night, and it was only then you realised that you hadn't had your period when you were supposed to. The next day, you took a sick day at work to go to the chemist for some nausea meds and a home pregnancy test. When you got home and took the test, you weren't terribly surprised, but it did bring about a heavy mix of emotions.

"Ok...Ok" I say to myself as I take a deep cleansing breath in aa my mind struggles to figure out how to break the news to you.

My heart races at the thought of how you are going to take the news! We were supposed to be friends with benefits at most but a baby! That changes everything!

I pacw back and forth in the washroom for what seems like forever while my mind runs through a million different scenarios of how things could go. At the end of it all though there was only one way to know how it all would go for sure, and that is to tell you.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"We need to talk." The moment I got that text, my blood went cold. Everyone knows a message like that, at best, means something terrible has happened to a friend or relative. But since I know I can't put off hearing bad news forever, I hop on the bus and ride over to your place.

I find you on the sofa with a box of tissues and sit down beside you. "Okay, hon," I say reluctantly. "Give it to me straight. What's wrong?"

pregnant-and-birthing

My face is streaked with tears, and my hands shaking as I reach out to show you the positive test I am holding. "I-I am pregnant" I say in a shakey voice barely able to get the words out. "I am so, so sorry" I blubber "I have spent all morning trying to figure out how to tell you. Please don't be upset with me" I almost beg.

"I didn't mean for this to happen and I completely understand if you don't want to see me anymore" I say as my mind spins a million miles a minute.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I stare in shock at the test in my hand, my eyes wide and my jaw opening and closing. I can't believe you're really pregnant. Did I really forget to use contraception when it counted? Hell, once I realise all the times you felt sick, drowsy, or uncomfortable the last two to three weeks, I curse myself for not seeing it sooner.

Forcing myself to remain calm, I close my hand into a soft fist over the test. "Look," I say evenly. "Ultimately, what you choose to do with it is your choice. If you choose to terminate, I'll accept it. If you want to give it up for adoption, I'll stand behind you. But also..."

I try to keep my hands from trembling as I wipe away your tears and hold your face in my hands. "If you decide you want to keep it... then I'll do everything I can to be there for you and our child. We don't have to rush into marriage and living together if you don't want to. If all you want is to remain friends, we can do that while still being the parents that he or she needs."

Not wanting to push boundaries, I lean up to kiss your forehead, looking at you carefully to see how you react.

pregnant-and-birthing

I look to you with a clear sign of relief. "Really?" I say, kind of shocked at how calm you have managed to remain while recieving this news.

"I...I could never terminate this pregnancy" I say with a gentle smile as my hand moves down to my belly. "I know this may sound weird because I just found out I am pregnant....but I feel attached to this baby already. I know I shouldn't rush into a decision like this but I think I want to keep it" I say softly.

My body relaxing slightly more as those words come out of my mouth. "But I don't want to put any pressure on you to feel obligated to be here for me or this baby. I only want you to stay if you want to"

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I smile sadly, stroking your cheek with a thumb. "One life-changing decision at a time. I live close enough by that we'll never be too far apart, and if you're keeping the baby, then I do want to be part of his or her life."

I look down at your belly, and my smile shifts slightly. Moving carefully to avoid upsetting you, one of my hands moves down to your waist and slides your shirt up, exposing your still slim but firm tummy to the air. I press my palm flat against it, my fingers spread, my eyes widening as I feel the warmth from inside you.

"Besides, even if I left, sooner or later, he or she would track me down to learn about his or her daddy and why I wasn't there for mommy.

pregnant-and-birthing

"Thats true. So does that mean we are agreed that we are going to keep this baby?" I ask as my face turns from tears to a smile. My heart bursting with happiness and joy.

I look at the amazement in your eyes as you place your hand to my belly ever so gently. "I know we still have a lot to discuss but do you think it is OK, if we just relax and chill out for a little bit? I just want to take some time to let this all process and sink in" I say gently.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"Yes, on both counts," I smile. Could you lie back for a second? I want to lay my head on your stomach, just absorb that this is happening, and maybe talk to the baby."

pregnant-and-birthing

"That sounds like absolute perfection to me right now" I say laying back into the sofa, giving you all the access you want to my belly and our baby.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I bend down and grab your hips and lower waist with my hands, bringing my face close to your belly. I plant kisses all across the flat skin, feeling how firm your stomach is under my lips. A delightful reminder of what's to come.

I rest my head and ear on your belly, listening to the rumble in your stomach and pretending that for a moment I can hear a second heartbeat from inside you. I look up at you and smile, crawling up your body to kiss you.

pregnant-and-birthing

Week 5: A long day of sexual exploration followed, and we parted ways and got on with our daily lives while still meeting up regularly to enjoy ourselves and each other. But after four weeks of fun, things began to get real.

It started when you had to stay home sick one night on our weekly Sunday cinema date, meaning I had to go with a friend, because you'd been puking and feeling nauseous for weeks but especially so that night, and it was only then you realised that you hadn't had your period when you were supposed to. The next day, you took a sick day at work to go to the chemist for some nausea meds and a home pregnancy test. When you got home and took the test, you weren't terribly surprised, but it did bring about a heavy mix of emotions.

"Ok...Ok" I say to myself as I take a deep cleansing breath in aa my mind struggles to figure out how to break the news to you.

My heart races at the thought of how you are going to take the news! We were supposed to be friends with benefits at most but a baby! That changes everything!

I pacw back and forth in the washroom for what seems like forever while my mind runs through a million different scenarios of how things could go. At the end of it all though there was only one way to know how it all would go for sure, and that is to tell you.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"We need to talk." The moment I got that text, my blood went cold. Everyone knows a message like that, at best, means something terrible has happened to a friend or relative. But since I know I can't put off hearing bad news forever, I hop on the bus and ride over to your place.

I find you on the sofa with a box of tissues and sit down beside you. "Okay, hon," I say reluctantly. "Give it to me straight. What's wrong?"

pregnant-and-birthing

My face is streaked with tears, and my hands shaking as I reach out to show you the positive test I am holding. "I-I am pregnant" I say in a shakey voice barely able to get the words out. "I am so, so sorry" I blubber "I have spent all morning trying to figure out how to tell you. Please don't be upset with me" I almost beg.

"I didn't mean for this to happen and I completely understand if you don't want to see me anymore" I say as my mind spins a million miles a minute.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I stare in shock at the test in my hand, my eyes wide and my jaw opening and closing. I can't believe you're really pregnant. Did I really forget to use contraception when it counted? Hell, once I realise all the times you felt sick, drowsy, or uncomfortable the last two to three weeks, I curse myself for not seeing it sooner.

Forcing myself to remain calm, I close my hand into a soft fist over the test. "Look," I say evenly. "Ultimately, what you choose to do with it is your choice. If you choose to terminate, I'll accept it. If you want to give it up for adoption, I'll stand behind you. But also..."

I try to keep my hands from trembling as I wipe away your tears and hold your face in my hands. "If you decide you want to keep it... then I'll do everything I can to be there for you and our child. We don't have to rush into marriage and living together if you don't want to. If all you want is to remain friends, we can do that while still being the parents that he or she needs."

Not wanting to push boundaries, I lean up to kiss your forehead, looking at you carefully to see how you react.

pregnant-and-birthing

I look to you with a clear sign of relief. "Really?" I say, kind of shocked at how calm you have managed to remain while recieving this news.

"I...I could never terminate this pregnancy" I say with a gentle smile as my hand moves down to my belly. "I know this may sound weird because I just found out I am pregnant....but I feel attached to this baby already. I know I shouldn't rush into a decision like this but I think I want to keep it" I say softly.

My body relaxing slightly more as those words come out of my mouth. "But I don't want to put any pressure on you to feel obligated to be here for me or this baby. I only want you to stay if you want to"

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I smile sadly, stroking your cheek with a thumb. "One life-changing decision at a time. I live close enough by that we'll never be too far apart, and if you're keeping the baby, then I do want to be part of his or her life."

I look down at your belly, and my smile shifts slightly. Moving carefully to avoid upsetting you, one of my hands moves down to your waist and slides your shirt up, exposing your still slim but firm tummy to the air. I press my palm flat against it, my fingers spread, my eyes widening as I feel the warmth from inside you.

"Besides, even if I left, sooner or later, he or she would track me down to learn about his or her daddy and why I wasn't there for mommy.

pregnant-and-birthing

"Thats true. So does that mean we are agreed that we are going to keep this baby?" I ask as my face turns from tears to a smile. My heart bursting with happiness and joy.

I look at the amazement in your eyes as you place your hand to my belly ever so gently. "I know we still have a lot to discuss but do you think it is OK, if we just relax and chill out for a little bit? I just want to take some time to let this all process and sink in" I say gently.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"Yes, on both counts," I smile. Could you lie back for a second? I want to lay my head on your stomach, just absorb that this is happening, and maybe talk to the baby."

pregnant-and-birthing

Week 5: A long day of sexual exploration followed, and we parted ways and got on with our daily lives while still meeting up regularly to enjoy ourselves and each other. But after four weeks of fun, things began to get real.

It started when you had to stay home sick one night on our weekly Sunday cinema date, meaning I had to go with a friend, because you'd been puking and feeling nauseous for weeks but especially so that night, and it was only then you realised that you hadn't had your period when you were supposed to. The next day, you took a sick day at work to go to the chemist for some nausea meds and a home pregnancy test. When you got home and took the test, you weren't terribly surprised, but it did bring about a heavy mix of emotions.

"Ok...Ok" I say to myself as I take a deep cleansing breath in aa my mind struggles to figure out how to break the news to you.

My heart races at the thought of how you are going to take the news! We were supposed to be friends with benefits at most but a baby! That changes everything!

I pacw back and forth in the washroom for what seems like forever while my mind runs through a million different scenarios of how things could go. At the end of it all though there was only one way to know how it all would go for sure, and that is to tell you.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"We need to talk." The moment I got that text, my blood went cold. Everyone knows a message like that, at best, means something terrible has happened to a friend or relative. But since I know I can't put off hearing bad news forever, I hop on the bus and ride over to your place.

I find you on the sofa with a box of tissues and sit down beside you. "Okay, hon," I say reluctantly. "Give it to me straight. What's wrong?"

pregnant-and-birthing

My face is streaked with tears, and my hands shaking as I reach out to show you the positive test I am holding. "I-I am pregnant" I say in a shakey voice barely able to get the words out. "I am so, so sorry" I blubber "I have spent all morning trying to figure out how to tell you. Please don't be upset with me" I almost beg.

"I didn't mean for this to happen and I completely understand if you don't want to see me anymore" I say as my mind spins a million miles a minute.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I stare in shock at the test in my hand, my eyes wide and my jaw opening and closing. I can't believe you're really pregnant. Did I really forget to use contraception when it counted? Hell, once I realise all the times you felt sick, drowsy, or uncomfortable the last two to three weeks, I curse myself for not seeing it sooner.

Forcing myself to remain calm, I close my hand into a soft fist over the test. "Look," I say evenly. "Ultimately, what you choose to do with it is your choice. If you choose to terminate, I'll accept it. If you want to give it up for adoption, I'll stand behind you. But also..."

I try to keep my hands from trembling as I wipe away your tears and hold your face in my hands. "If you decide you want to keep it... then I'll do everything I can to be there for you and our child. We don't have to rush into marriage and living together if you don't want to. If all you want is to remain friends, we can do that while still being the parents that he or she needs."

Not wanting to push boundaries, I lean up to kiss your forehead, looking at you carefully to see how you react.

pregnant-and-birthing

I look to you with a clear sign of relief. "Really?" I say, kind of shocked at how calm you have managed to remain while recieving this news.

"I...I could never terminate this pregnancy" I say with a gentle smile as my hand moves down to my belly. "I know this may sound weird because I just found out I am pregnant....but I feel attached to this baby already. I know I shouldn't rush into a decision like this but I think I want to keep it" I say softly.

My body relaxing slightly more as those words come out of my mouth. "But I don't want to put any pressure on you to feel obligated to be here for me or this baby. I only want you to stay if you want to"

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I smile sadly, stroking your cheek with a thumb. "One life-changing decision at a time. I live close enough by that we'll never be too far apart, and if you're keeping the baby, then I do want to be part of his or her life."

I look down at your belly, and my smile shifts slightly. Moving carefully to avoid upsetting you, one of my hands moves down to your waist and slides your shirt up, exposing your still slim but firm tummy to the air. I press my palm flat against it, my fingers spread, my eyes widening as I feel the warmth from inside you.

"Besides, even if I left, sooner or later, he or she would track me down to learn about his or her daddy and why I wasn't there for mommy.

pregnant-and-birthing

Week 5: A long day of sexual exploration followed, and we parted ways and got on with our daily lives while still meeting up regularly to enjoy ourselves and each other. But after four weeks of fun, things began to get real.

It started when you had to stay home sick one night on our weekly Sunday cinema date, meaning I had to go with a friend, because you'd been puking and feeling nauseous for weeks but especially so that night, and it was only then you realised that you hadn't had your period when you were supposed to. The next day, you took a sick day at work to go to the chemist for some nausea meds and a home pregnancy test. When you got home and took the test, you weren't terribly surprised, but it did bring about a heavy mix of emotions.

"Ok...Ok" I say to myself as I take a deep cleansing breath in aa my mind struggles to figure out how to break the news to you.

My heart races at the thought of how you are going to take the news! We were supposed to be friends with benefits at most but a baby! That changes everything!

I pacw back and forth in the washroom for what seems like forever while my mind runs through a million different scenarios of how things could go. At the end of it all though there was only one way to know how it all would go for sure, and that is to tell you.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"We need to talk." The moment I got that text, my blood went cold. Everyone knows a message like that, at best, means something terrible has happened to a friend or relative. But since I know I can't put off hearing bad news forever, I hop on the bus and ride over to your place.

I find you on the sofa with a box of tissues and sit down beside you. "Okay, hon," I say reluctantly. "Give it to me straight. What's wrong?"

pregnant-and-birthing

My face is streaked with tears, and my hands shaking as I reach out to show you the positive test I am holding. "I-I am pregnant" I say in a shakey voice barely able to get the words out. "I am so, so sorry" I blubber "I have spent all morning trying to figure out how to tell you. Please don't be upset with me" I almost beg.

"I didn't mean for this to happen and I completely understand if you don't want to see me anymore" I say as my mind spins a million miles a minute.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I stare in shock at the test in my hand, my eyes wide and my jaw opening and closing. I can't believe you're really pregnant. Did I really forget to use contraception when it counted? Hell, once I realise all the times you felt sick, drowsy, or uncomfortable the last two to three weeks, I curse myself for not seeing it sooner.

Forcing myself to remain calm, I close my hand into a soft fist over the test. "Look," I say evenly. "Ultimately, what you choose to do with it is your choice. If you choose to terminate, I'll accept it. If you want to give it up for adoption, I'll stand behind you. But also..."

I try to keep my hands from trembling as I wipe away your tears and hold your face in my hands. "If you decide you want to keep it... then I'll do everything I can to be there for you and our child. We don't have to rush into marriage and living together if you don't want to. If all you want is to remain friends, we can do that while still being the parents that he or she needs."

Not wanting to push boundaries, I lean up to kiss your forehead, looking at you carefully to see how you react.

pregnant-and-birthing

Week 5: A long day of sexual exploration followed, and we parted ways and got on with our daily lives while still meeting up regularly to enjoy ourselves and each other. But after four weeks of fun, things began to get real.

It started when you had to stay home sick one night on our weekly Sunday cinema date, meaning I had to go with a friend, because you'd been puking and feeling nauseous for weeks but especially so that night, and it was only then you realised that you hadn't had your period when you were supposed to. The next day, you took a sick day at work to go to the chemist for some nausea meds and a home pregnancy test. When you got home and took the test, you weren't terribly surprised, but it did bring about a heavy mix of emotions.

"Ok...Ok" I say to myself as I take a deep cleansing breath in aa my mind struggles to figure out how to break the news to you.

My heart races at the thought of how you are going to take the news! We were supposed to be friends with benefits at most but a baby! That changes everything!

I pacw back and forth in the washroom for what seems like forever while my mind runs through a million different scenarios of how things could go. At the end of it all though there was only one way to know how it all would go for sure, and that is to tell you.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"We need to talk." The moment I got that text, my blood went cold. Everyone knows a message like that, at best, means something terrible has happened to a friend or relative. But since I know I can't put off hearing bad news forever, I hop on the bus and ride over to your place.

I find you on the sofa with a box of tissues and sit down beside you. "Okay, hon," I say reluctantly. "Give it to me straight. What's wrong?"

pregnant-and-birthing

Week 0: After a long, intense and passionate one-night stand, I lie in bed exhausted in the best way possible, with you lying beside me, head on my chest, arm across my chest. We forgot to use contraception, but we're both too happy to notice or care.

The next morning, I'm rustling up some breakfast to celebrate. Hash browns, whitepudding, baked beans and scrambled egg, my favourite. Just when I think my luck can't get any better, I see you in the doorway, wearing nothing but your panties and the shirt I was wearing last night. With a big hug and a sweet kiss, I ask if you want to keep in touch after today, and maybe do this again.

I look at you with a huge smile of satisfaction on my face as I recall the events of last night and watch you in the kitchen.

"I hope you don't mind that I borrowed your shirt?"

I say just before answering your question.

"As for your question, I had an absolutely amazing time last night and I would absolutely love to do it again. That is if you want to"

I say as I tuck my long brunette hair behind my ear.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"Not at all," I say, beaming with pride. "In fact, it's been something of a bucket list item for a girl to wear my shirt after sex."

I scoop you up and carry you to the table, my hand lingering on your thigh as I set you down. "Sounds perfect. But let me get some food in first." I pat my stomach meaningfully as I walk back to the stove and take the eggs off. "We need to get our energy back."

pregnant-and-birthing

"Well I am happy I could be of help in checking off something in your bucket list" I say as you set me down at the table. My breath hitching slightly as your hand brushes across my thigh. I ponder what other things could be on your bucket list that I could help with.

"Breakfast smells delicious. We definitely sound replenish our energy after all of our fun last night" I say with a playful smile.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I smirk as I bring two plates over, setting one down in front of you with cutlery to eat with. "Once we're done here, let's head back upstairs. I have some very exciting things to try with handcuffs and a collar." I grin at you through a mouthful of beans and hash brown.

pregnant-and-birthing

"Mmm it looks delicious" I say as I begin to eat. A crooked smile appearing on my face as I hear you mention handcuffs and a collar. "Ooohh is that so?" I say with bit of excitement. That sounds like it could be fun.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

Once I finish my breakfast, I stand up and walk around the table, taking your hand and helping you up. "How about we go upstairs and find out?" I can't keep the smug satisfaction out of my voice. This is just too perfect.

(To be continued in my next Ask.)

pregnant-and-birthing

Week 0: After a long, intense and passionate one-night stand, I lie in bed exhausted in the best way possible, with you lying beside me, head on my chest, arm across my chest. We forgot to use contraception, but we're both too happy to notice or care.

The next morning, I'm rustling up some breakfast to celebrate. Hash browns, whitepudding, baked beans and scrambled egg, my favourite. Just when I think my luck can't get any better, I see you in the doorway, wearing nothing but your panties and the shirt I was wearing last night. With a big hug and a sweet kiss, I ask if you want to keep in touch after today, and maybe do this again.

I look at you with a huge smile of satisfaction on my face as I recall the events of last night and watch you in the kitchen.

"I hope you don't mind that I borrowed your shirt?"

I say just before answering your question.

"As for your question, I had an absolutely amazing time last night and I would absolutely love to do it again. That is if you want to"

I say as I tuck my long brunette hair behind my ear.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"Not at all," I say, beaming with pride. "In fact, it's been something of a bucket list item for a girl to wear my shirt after sex."

I scoop you up and carry you to the table, my hand lingering on your thigh as I set you down. "Sounds perfect. But let me get some food in first." I pat my stomach meaningfully as I walk back to the stove and take the eggs off. "We need to get our energy back."

pregnant-and-birthing

"Well I am happy I could be of help in checking off something in your bucket list" I say as you set me down at the table. My breath hitching slightly as your hand brushes across my thigh. I ponder what other things could be on your bucket list that I could help with.

"Breakfast smells delicious. We definitely sound replenish our energy after all of our fun last night" I say with a playful smile.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

I smirk as I bring two plates over, setting one down in front of you with cutlery to eat with. "Once we're done here, let's head back upstairs. I have some very exciting things to try with handcuffs and a collar." I grin at you through a mouthful of beans and hash brown.

pregnant-and-birthing

Week 0: After a long, intense and passionate one-night stand, I lie in bed exhausted in the best way possible, with you lying beside me, head on my chest, arm across my chest. We forgot to use contraception, but we're both too happy to notice or care.

The next morning, I'm rustling up some breakfast to celebrate. Hash browns, whitepudding, baked beans and scrambled egg, my favourite. Just when I think my luck can't get any better, I see you in the doorway, wearing nothing but your panties and the shirt I was wearing last night. With a big hug and a sweet kiss, I ask if you want to keep in touch after today, and maybe do this again.

I look at you with a huge smile of satisfaction on my face as I recall the events of last night and watch you in the kitchen.

"I hope you don't mind that I borrowed your shirt?"

I say just before answering your question.

"As for your question, I had an absolutely amazing time last night and I would absolutely love to do it again. That is if you want to"

I say as I tuck my long brunette hair behind my ear.

@jack-o-dormant

jack-o-dormant

"Not at all," I say, beaming with pride. "In fact, it's been something of a bucket list item for a girl to wear my shirt after sex."

I scoop you up and carry you to the table, my hand lingering on your thigh as I set you down. "Sounds perfect. But let me get some food in first." I pat my stomach meaningfully as I walk back to the stove and take the eggs off. "We need to get our energy back."

pregnant-and-birthing

I think its about time for another pregnancy

Its been a bit since my last pregnancy and I am thinking it might be time to try for another one.

Would anyone be interested in doing a public RP with me?

I am looking for someone who is OK with being tagged in posts and the roleplay being done publicly on my blog

Who is willing to reblog or send asks to interact with me (in character on the blog)

Who is ok with progressing through the whole pregnancy with me

depsidase

jack-o-dormant

Is it me, or does this little girl have terrifyingly vacant eyes?

decemberwinter

what do you mean elon musk did a nazi salute on live tv at the united states presidential inauguration twice and is now erasing the evidence off the internet by replacing the footage with the crowd cheering instead?

would be a shame if people reblogged this, wouldn’t it?

jack-o-dormant

If this was a just universe him and Trump wouldn't have made to the end of week one.

Are you submissive

Hahaha, no. I'm a switch at most.

rylandsgrace

Ferrera said it felt like she filmed 500 takes of the speech over the two days of filming, adding, “It was probably 30 to 50 full runs of it, top to bottom. By the end, [co-star Ariana Greenblatt] recited the monologue to me because she had memorized it because that’s how many times I had said it.”

Barbie (2023) dir. Greta Gerwig

jack-o-dormant

Ugh, isn't all of this the truth?

I could write my own speech about how hard it is to be on the spectrum, or even just neurodivergent in general, using this scene as a template, or at least an inspiration.

agoddamn

Shamelessly lifting this screenshot from @damoselcastel but GOD

A) I love Edelgard

B) I love Edelgard

Fucking none of you are ever allowed to complain about characters liking Kamui too much ever again.

jack-o-dormant

God finally! I thought I was the only one who saw this and cringed.

agoddamn

"Whoa, look at Edelgard's cool 5YG design! She's got her own special Relic now!"

"Oh, cool, what does it do? What kinda power does it give her?"

agoddamn

And I'm not looking for some detailed homebrew shit, either! Just something functional to the story! A discrete value!

Falchion? It hurts dragons, and most swords do not (substantially) hurt dragons. Bam. Objective value. That's all I want.

Even the Yatogami--its plot function as a friendship meter for your family might be fuckin' silly, but it's still something. It's a specific thing that only the Yatogami does. It's a discrete value.

Nethicite? Absorbs magic in a way that nothing else does. Special function, specific value.

The only thing we definitely, explicitly know that Relic weapons do is turn most people into fucking demons. It's not clear why anyone would insist on having one for defense when they are most plainly a detriment.

jack-o-dormant

This gets extra silly when you realise Relic Weapons have durability of 20, i.e. half an Iron Axe or Sword. If I had a weapon that broke that easily, I'd never use it, Crest Power or no Crest Power.

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