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surrogacyostinindia · 11 months

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The Ultimate Guide to Surrogacy Cost in India for Infertile Couples

Surrogacy cost in India, a reasonable price everyone is looking for. They all want to have their surrogacy at the best clinic with the lowest charges. They want all the facilities but do not want to give a high amount. This is only possible at World Fertility Services because only here you can have the cheapest Surrogacy Cost in India.

Surrogacy is a process where another female carries and delivers the surrogacy seeking couple’s baby. Surrogacy process is so hard and painful for surrogate that in India female can become surrogate for only one time in their entire life.

Let us learn more about surrogacy in India at World Fertility Services.

Is surrogacy legal in India?

India has many laws for surrogacy but yes surrogacy is legal in India. Surrogacy has never been illegal, but there are some actions that can be illegal. Commercial surrogacy in India has become illegal.

The surrogate were abused, children were sold outside the country this made the Indian government make new laws for surrogacy.

The use of poor family girls was the highest during commercial surrogacy. No compensation was given to them. That is why now there is a ban for commercial surrogacy. Anyone who try to work through commercial surrogacy is punishable of this offence.

World Fertility Services always follow Indian laws in surrogacy.

What is gestational surrogacy in India?

Gestational surrogacy is the most popular type of surrogacy. In this both parents can have relation to the baby. Its process also includes IVF process.

First of all surrogate screening is necessary, then the second step is to get counselling. The third step starts with IVF process. In this a stimulation injection is necessary for the woman to increase the growth of her ovaries. Then the both partners’ gametes the doctor can collect for the fusion. Once an embryo is there, doctors will insert it into the surrogate mother’s uterus.

With the pregnancy result everyone can know if the surrogacy was successful or not. Gestational surrogacy cost in India is the same as the average cost.

What is Altruistic surrogacy in India?

Altruistic surrogacy is another form of surrogacy on raise. In this surrogacy surrogate compensation is not compulsory. The surrogates are doing surrogacy to help the couples. If a surrogate ever tries to ask for compensation then she is doing an illegal deed.

Altruistic surrogacy was to counter commercial surrogacy. In altruistic surrogacy only a family member or a friend can become your surrogate mother.

Not every country has altruistic surrogacy, some countries like commercial surrogacy more. Especially the developed countries have commercial surrogacy. With the help of commercial surrogacy they made this treatment a business. They take away all your money just to provide you a surrogate.

How much does surrogacy cost in India?

Charges of surrogacy in India are not as high as everyone thinks. The IVF surrogacy cost in India is only INR 15,00,000 to INR 25,00,000.

Do not think this is a high amount. Just think about the process of surrogacy that needs full attention at every point. Such a complex treatment will definitely have a high cost.

The surrogate mother cost in India is none because of the Altruistic form of surrogacy. However this surrogate cost in India was really high in the time of commercial surrogacy.

With donor eggs and sperm this cost can raise even more. The cost can be INR 16,50,000 to INR 26,00,000.

What can affect surrogacy cost in India?

The things that can affect surrogacy cost in India are plenty such as IVF and surrogacy cost in India. Other than this the medicines cost and medical tests can affect the cost too.

Then comes the counselling sessions and stimulation injection. Donor eggs and sperm can increase the cost even more. The advance treatments are like a bane when it comes to the cost.

Surrogacy agency in India has different centres that ask for different costs. A decent centre will not hide the procedure and cost from its patients.

The surrogate’s necessities can affect the surrogate cost in India too.

How to get the cheapest surrogacy cost in India?

Only World Fertility Services provide the cheapest Surrogacy Cost in India. The surrogacy package in India at this centre is the best. They also give EMI service.

All their treatments have advance procedures still they never ask for an unreasonable cost. The success rate here is the highest. Surrogacy success rate at World Fertility Services is 65%! This is a high rate with the use of self eggs and sperm. With the help of donor eggs this rate can raise up to 80%!

No couples should ever let go of this centre and go someone else. Even when you search the internet you will find World Fertility Services at the top.

Can we have twins with surrogacy in India?

When the doctor insert two embryos in the uterus or when the embryo splits up on its own then having twins during surrogacy is possible. However this is a risky process. Surrogacy itself is risky for the surrogate. Just imagine how much pain and risk a woman goes through during pregnancy. A surrogate is a pregnant female too. She is not some tool you can use however you want.

That is why surrogate’s health, life, and comfort should be taken in mind before choosing such risky choices. If the couples still want to know the twin surrogacy cost in India then World Fertility Services cannot help you in this.

Can a single father have surrogacy in India?

People usually search for single father surrogacy India cost however India do not allow for single people surrogacy. Only married couples can have surrogacy here.

Whereas, the single people can contact World Fertility Services, here you will know the other options for your surrogacy.

In the end, we know the surrogacy cost in India, we also know that World Fertility Services provide it the best. The cheapest and affordable price you can only have at the World Fertility Services centre.

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genderkoolaid · 5 days

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Some gay men have also described being praised by people who know that they are gay fathers, as they react with astonishment over their capacity to take well care of a child without a woman in the household. Likewise, the participants in the present study described how they were recurrently praised, simply for taking care of their children. Such praise was given in situations where they had been read as fathers, i.e., presumably passing as cisgender men. One participant described a huge difference in how he was treated by people who presumed him to be a cisgender man, compared to when he was known to be a transgender man. As soon as people knew that he was transgender, and that he was the gestational parent, he was expected to be the main caregiver, and no one would praise him for his daily duties. Thus, caretaking engagements, which is often taken for granted when performed by women, seem to be similarly expected to be performed by transgender men who are gestational parents. The gender assigned at birth and/or the role as the gestational parent seem to trump the present gender identity when it comes to others’ expectations of a person’s parenting role.

from the study Transgender Men Forming Two-Father Families with Their Cisgender Male Partners: Negotiating Gendered Expectations and Self-Perceptions by Anna Malmquist

#m.#ty guy in my class for making me aware of this study #quotes

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trashogram · 2 months

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He Chose You (P. 5)

Lucifer/Reader — Lucifer wants you to be the mother of his child. Rated E for the smut. FINALLY

(Hope none of y’all were planning to actually get off though).

“You want a… baby?”

Lucifer looked as stunned as you felt. He reminded you of a spooked deer — frozen and wide-eyed as he waited for imminent death. Or more aptly a dying fish as his mouth opened and closed soundlessly.

“… To hang out with?”

Lucifer found himself in your apartment for the second time, milling about beside your coffee table. He internally scolded himself for fidgeting and shifting from one foot to the other, but it was either that or burn a hole in your head with his hopeful gaze.

“No!” He let out a pathetic laugh. “Well, yes, b-but obviously not just that! I know there’s more to it than just ‘hanging out’.”

“I'm not stupid.” He chortled again before glancing at you. “… I’m not that stupid.”

The King had the uneasy feeling that you might see right through him now; find that inkling of excitement still germinating in his breast, and change your mind. Or worse, you’d withdraw even more and he’d have to feel that dreadful, terrible, no good shame.

He had practically skipped through the halls of his castle (unbeknownst to you) with the contract held tightly between his claws. But as soon as he entered your fireplace, the excitement had curdled like milk. It was replaced by that shame when he looked at you and saw your ashen face.

“Obviously you wouldn’t be doing this for free!” Lucifer gesticulated wildly. “You, you said you wanted to travel right? Right! If you agree, you’d get to travel wherever you want, whenever you want, no strings attached!”

“A-and also! No more costs, period! All your bills and expenses paid forever, in perpetuity, beyond the grave! Capitalism is a bitch? No, capitalism WAS a bitch!”

“No, no! Capitalism will be YOUR BITCH!”

Your resigned countenance combined with the memory of his pitch made Lucifer flinch.

——

You were never very good in a crisis. Or under a severe amount of pressure… or a moderate amount, in all sincerity.

But you’d have thought, even with the prospect of homelessness looming over your head, that you’d have drawn the line at making a Deal with the Devil to avoid it.

Or at least you would’ve taken more than the time it took to draw up a legal contract to accept your fate.

That time maxed out to 6 days.

The scroll unfurled before you. It radiated an ethereal golden light, and lined with a litany of official statements occasionally broken up by blank spaces meant for a (second) signature.

Lucifer Morningstar was signed here and there, in the same glittery calligraphy as was on his business card.

‘This contract must be interpreted by the Governances of Heaven [Heofon, Himmel, Kem, ἄκμων, آسمان, अश्मन्] and any litigations associated with Hell [Hel, Hallju, Kel]…’

‘… By this contract, Party A agrees to carry the Seed of Party B, hereafter known as “Father”, to the extent of natural gestation as governed by the Law of Nature…’

‘… This union shall be recognized only within the parameters listed and not heretofore or after…’

The legal jargon was giving you a headache. You scrubbed a hand down your face, determined to at least read through it all and, if you couldn’t pick out tiny discrepancies, at least find any giant red flags.

(Even if you’d already reserved the excuse that it was easy to be tricked by the Devil when the Devil was insanely good at presenting himself as a theatrical little man who wore his heart on his suit sleeve).

Then again, would it not just be easier to sign away your life without regard to the consequences?

Lucifer twitched when you groaned on your seat at the table. “Problem?”

You rose slowly from your hunched position to make eye contact. “… My pen isn’t working.”

You demonstrated by scribbling randomly on the sticky notepad beside his scroll. Lucifer responded instantly, left hand flexing in the air and, with a flashy poof, snatching a fancy pen out of thin air.

“You can keep it” He said, grinning as you accepted it with a sour look.

“Thanks… show-off.” You began scribbling your name in half-assed cursive on every blank line in sight.

The grin on Lucifer’s face became borderline manic as soon as you’d crossed your ‘t’s and dotted your ‘i’s. His teeth glinted in the light from your cheap-ass lamp and it made you wince as you handed the rolled up document back to him.

“Um, can we maybe skip the kissing stuff?” You asked. “I don’t really want to cut my tongue open.”

His wounded expression tugged rather annoyingly at your heart.

“Sorry.”

The smile he gave your mumbled apology was strained at best. “No, no I understand. The fangs were daunting to me when I first got them, too.”

You cocked your head, thoughts materializing like the web of a spider.

“That’s actually something we should talk about.” You voiced your thoughts. “Are we compatible? Down there?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean — you don’t have teeth down there, too… right?” You asked. “Or some kind of eldritch horror miasma that I can’t touch lest I fall into a coma from ecstasy? Or a tentacle?”

“No!” Lucifer looked mortified. “Wh-what is wrong with you humans?!”

“I’m sorry! I’m just asking!” You cried.

You continued when his expression stayed stagnant. “Look, I’m sorry if I offended you but I’m about to become intimately acquainted with… it, and I think I should be prepared!”

Your hellish companion stood, eyes closed, hands folded over his mouth as if in prayer. He breathed in slowly, then out.

“You’re right, you’re right. I’m sorry it’s… it’s been a while since I’ve been with a human.” He reasoned. “It’s good to ask questions. It’s—that’s a good one. Do you have any more?”

That made you pause. There were millions of things you could ask the King of Hell and yet not one thing could properly formulate in your brain.

“Um, I need a second to think about it.” You muttered. “What about you? My setup is pretty basic? I guess? I have a womb. At least I did, at my last physical a year and a half ago.”

Lucifer’s lips twitched upward in a half-smile and there was an answering flutter from your stomach. “I know.”

Your eyebrows shot up and he immediately started babbling. “I mean! I know because the contract went through! The ink would’ve turned red… or disappeared… To be honest, I don't know. I haven’t made a deal in a long time, ha ha. But I remember something happens when there’s a technical issue!”

“Ah,” You felt better with that explanation.

Kind of.

“I thought of a question, actually. Sorry.” You shrugged sheepishly. “It’s probably in the contract but…”

You swallowed down your trepidation. “… I won’t die, right?”

Suddenly unable to look him in the eye, you faced the floor and missed the way Lucifer’s face fell.

“Barring the normal risks that come with being pregnant, nothing else is gonna happen, right? Or if it does, it won’t be agonizing?” You asked quietly.

A moment of silence passed before the ex-Angel’s fingers curled under your chin. Your head rose and you saw Lucifer's eyes soften from something sharper and more determined.

“I will do everything in my power to protect you and the baby.” He said firmly. “Nothing terrible will happen to either of you. I swear.”

It was strange, the effect his words had on you. The jittery feeling in your chest slowly disappeared, and the tears forming in your eyes didn’t fall.

“Okay.” You nodded with a barely there, watery smile.

——

“I’m gonna turn off the lights, ok?” You said over your shoulder.

Lucifer was undoing the last of the buttons of his dress shirt, vest and overcoat already laid neatly over your desk. He met your gaze, eyes bright.

“Of course.” His close-lipped smile struck you, but you flipped the light switch before you could think on it.

A lack of light did very little to suppress Lucifer. He seemed to glow like the star of his namesake, flourishing in the dark and hard to miss. You simply hoped, as you pulled at your sleeves, his shine wouldn’t illuminate the terrain of your body.

Cold air hit your skin, goosebumps rose along your bare arms and shoulders, but you persisted. When everything was shucked save for your underwear, you moved to your bed and realized Lucifer was still standing at the baseboard.

With arms crossed, you assumed the same position at the side of the bed. “Um?”

“Ladies first!” He chimed, as if reading your mind.

You sighed, then slowly climbed onto the mattress and awkwardly pulled the comforter from under your butt. You settled and patted a spot in front of you.

Hesitantly, Lucifer accepted the invitation, and he was sitting next to you before you could blink.

No going back now.

You shifted in your spot uneasily. Fuck, it had been a long time since you had sex.

How did you start this shit again?

No kissing — per your own request. You had half a mind to take it back while you sat there floundering, trying not to let the tangible awkwardness break your resolve entirely.

You could do this. For a lifetime of no work, no bills, no cares.

You could do this.

A bit of movement in the dark caught your eye. You glanced down and realized that Lucifer was twiddling his thumbs waiting for you.

The laugh came bubbling from your throat before you could stop it. Reaching out, you grabbed one of his hands and tugged him forward.

You could see his throat constrict as he swallowed and smiled questioningly. “What?”

Lucifer yelped when you laid back, taking him with you.

——

“Ah! F-fu — Slow down!” You scolded, words muffled as you were repeatedly pushed down into the pillows.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, you just,” Every word was punctuated by a sharp snap of his hips against the flesh of your ass. “Feel. So. Fucking. Good.”

Lucifer moaned loudly as he continued to lose himself in the sensation. You could only groan, irritation building as your partner refused to give you even the most basic attention. The frustration peaked quickly, then unraveled as his pleasured moans and squeaks caused your stomach to somersault over and over again.

You clenched around his cock when he whined, thrusting into you so deeply you felt the base of him stretching your hole that much wider.

Well, fuck you for finding the sound of a masculine voice cracking the hottest thing in all of creation.

But it was actually getting you there, so what were you complaining for?

Eyes closed, you focused on the feeling, trying to jump off that precipice with only penetration. It reminded you of when you were a teen, awkwardly feeling around down there. Of trying to find the appeal in your fingers inside of somewhere so sensitive against the fear of hurting yourself. All while you worked yourself up with your own imagination.

In a perfect world, you would’ve moved on from that stage of life with no repeat performances. Hopefully, it could still be salvag—

You gripped the pillows that hadn’t tumbled off the juddering mattress when Lucifer’s claws dug into your hips. He pulled you as close as humanly possible with a strangled yelp, shivering, shuddering, stammering incoherence as warmth flooded your insides.

Fuck’s sake.

——

You were disappointed, but not surprised. All you could do after the fact was bury yourself in the covers and watch Lucifer catch his breath beside you.

Not finishing aside, exhaustion from the entire ordeal made you indolent and your thoughts hazy. You studied your partner as he calmed down, clearly trying not to be too close to you now that the deed was done.

Lucifer’s hair was in disarray, the space between his eyes and across his cheeks rosy like the blots parallel to his smile.

“Hey.”

Lucifer looked at you innocently, waiting. You could physically feel your walls crumbling down despite yourself.

“Come here.” You murmured, hand sliding beneath the covers to touch that poreless skin.

Damn you and your soft heart.

‘Actually…’ You had Lucifer in your arms, his body still warm. Once he was in your grasp, the King melted against you.

He looked a little afraid as you tilted him up by the chin to look at you. The Devil had surprisingly soulful eyes, questioning whatever you had in store.

The tiny thought that he was being way too vulnerable drew a taut, uncomfortable feeling your chest.

“Kiss me.”

Lucifer blinked in rapid succession — surprise, wonder, confusion and hope bloom all at once on his unusual face.

It made you laugh in the quiet, comfortable darkness of your room before you yourself leaned in and met his lips with your own. The line of Lucifer’s mouth trembled, but he reciprocated with only minor hesitation.

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ovaruling · 1 year

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i am so sick of this

there is an established relationship between advanced age of the father and risks to the mother, to the pregnancy, to the fetus, and later to the child.

older men’s ticking biological clocks are harmful. their ages literally compound the dangers to women and to the children they have. increased age of fathers is related to things like gestational diabetes, preeclampsia, and preterm birth, just to make a few. later health and mental problems have been observed in children of older fathers.

the number of older fathers is increasing. men feel entitled to father children well into elderliness. men also tend to seek out young women with which to have these children. the maternal mortality rate in the U.S. is currently the highest it has been since the 1960s. abortion rights in the U.S. are in extreme peril. this altogether makes the risk to women who reproduce w/ older men much, much greater.

i think we as a society need to start talking about this a bit.

screenshots of additional NYT article under the cut because i couldn’t figure out how to link without the paywall.

#was i not just talking about this #like come the fuck on.#personally my father was 45 when i was conceived (my mother was in her 20s) and i almost died at birth #my mother’s pregnancy was extremely high risk and caused permanent damage to her health #same thing happened with my younger sister—he was 50 when she was conceived #both my sister and i have suffered very poor health throughout childhood and adulthood #and we both have autoimmune disorders that are the first of their kind in either side of the family #just saying.#tagging for ref #older fathers #save

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levi-venn · 6 days

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"Tech...do we have parents?"

-Flashback scene between Cadet Crosshair & Tech from The First Toothpick-

“Technically,” Tech said, “Our father is Jango Fett since he supplied the DNA.”

“And our mom?” Crosshair asked.

“Hmm…I suppose she’s the pre-natal tank that preserved us during gestation.”

“What about Nala Se?” Crosshair asked. “She feeds us, tutors us, and she hums to Wrecker when he has trouble sleeping.”

“She is our caretaker.”

“In your book, the mom sang to the children.”

“What book?”

Crosshair pulled up Little House in the Big Field on his datapad.

Tech looked at the book, then looked at Crosshair. “We are clones, Crosshair,” he said, adjusting his brand new goggles that didn't quite fit his face yet. “We do not need parents like the children in that book. Our path is one of military efficiency. Those natborns are far more helpless than we ever were. They need nurturing to survive, we only need what is provided by this facility.”

“Oh,” Crosshair said, scrolling through the pages. He stopped at his favorite illustration, the little girl riding her father’s shoulders. They are both laughing.

“Does that make sense?” Tech asked.

“We’re clones,” Crosshair murmured. “We don’t need parents.”

“Crosshair...” Tech said.

Crosshair didn’t look up. The father in the book would do anything for his kids. He hunt puma, he built them toy forts, he gave them piggyback rides.

Tech leaned forward until he was in Crosshair’s vision. “We don't have parents. But we do have each other.”

Crosshair looked at his brother. Older than him, technically, but inseparable since birth. Crosshair liked to call them twins. Tech never corrected him.

“I know, Tech.”

Tech leaned his head against Crosshair's shoulder. “These goggles make my eyes hurt. Will you read tonight?”

“What book?”

“Whatever you want.”

Crosshair held up Little House in the Big Field.

"Acceptable."

- Excerpt from Ch7 of "The First Toothpick" Read it on Tumblr or on Ao3

#bad batch crosshair #tbb crosshair #the bad batch #crosshair #tbb tech #bad batch tech #tbb #star wars the clone wars #bad batch twins #tbb twins

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 4 months

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AITA for slapping my mother in law?

I (27F) am married to my husband Jay (26M) and we recently had our first child Lily.

Well the pregnancy was a very very difficult one. I was throwing up every day for over six months, suffered long bouts of insomnia, developed gestational diabetes, standing up too fast made me incredibly dizzy, my entire body just constantly hurt, Lily kicked me so hard I legit had tears in my eyes (which combined with full body pain was...not pleasant) and to top it all off Lily weighed ELEVEN pounds and I tore really really badly.

Yeah...ow.

I love my daughter to death but never again. Ever.

Anyways after that literal hell of a pregnancy, I've been more or less bedbound for several weeks now while healing from that entire ordeal. Which means Jay has been taking care of pretty much everything, keeping the house clean, making food, taking care of me and Lily, etc. Its a lot I know and I wish I could do more to help but Jay has been insisting that I rest and recover and that he's got this. He's been handling everything like an absolute champ. Honestly if I didnt have him I dont know how I would be doing anything.

Well this morning Jay's parents came to visit and meet their granddaughter. So I was moved to the living room so I could introduce them to Lily and socialize a bit while Jay cooked lunch.

Now Jay's parents are very traditional. They believe that men make the money and that its the woman's job to take care of the house, the cooking, and the children.

You can probably see where this is going.

I introduce Mother in law to Lily and we get to talking. (Father in law went outside to go smoke)

Thats when mother in law asks why Jay is cooking. More importantly why Im NOT cooking. I tell her I physically cant even stand UP without help so how am I supposed to cook.

She only scoffed saying that I was just making excuses. I am very used to her bullshit by now so I just roll my eyes.

Then Lily started crying because she needed a diaper change. Mother in law tells me to go change her diaper. Again I cant even stand up by myself, much less get up to change a diaper.

I call Jay and he happily comes to get our daughter. Mother in law starts yelling, telling Jay no that I should do it because its my job. She grabs Lily and shoves her back into my arms and tells me to get up and go do it.

Jay, my wonderful angel, tried to tell her that I physically couldnt move for weeks and to mind her own damn business.

She then started yelling even more saying that I was making my husband do my job for me, calling me lazy and a slut (What that has anything to do with this? I have no idea) she went off on a complete tangent about how it was a woman's job to take care of the home and the children, that SHE managed just fine and she had five small children, that I was completely emasculating Jay, that I was a disgrace, etc.

She just kept going and going while not letting me and Jay even get a word in. Until eventually she said that my daughter will probably grow up to be a whore like I am.

I think it was a mix of pure exhaustion and hormones because somehow I managed to stand up for a moment and slap her across the face before immediately falling back on the couch.

Jay looked shocked, Mother in law looked livid. (Father in law was just watching from the doorway, equally as shocked.)

Mother in law started full on screaming, calling me every single name in the book until father in law physically dragged her out of the house by her arm.

Now hours later my phone has been blowing up with messages from my brothers and sister in laws, telling me that I was an asshole and that I had no excuse for hitting their mother.

Hell even my friends think I was in the wrong for hitting her (completely ignoring how she was yelling, calling me horrible names, in front of a newborn baby no less.)

So AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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pretty--in--purple · 3 months

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question: chilchuck is "going to be 29" as of chapter 13, meaning he's 28, and all three of his daughters are adults as of their first mention. at the same time, he says the halfling age of majority is 14, and according to the world guide his twins are 16. does this make chilchuck a teen dad? he mathematically CAN'T have become a father before the age of 12, possibly 11 depending on halfling gestation and how far apart his birthday and his daughters' are.

i want people to TALK TO ABOUT THIS

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mxanunnakiraymarquez · 2 years

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Poem: A Gestational Father on Seahorse Day!

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#Binary Myth #Celebrations #Family #Gestational Father #Happy Seahorse Day #Hermaphrodite #Intersex #Intersex Erasure #Intersex Erasure Hurts #Intersex man #LGBTQIA+#Poems #Pseudo Hermaphrodite #Relationships #Seahorse Dad #XX Intersex Man

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pseudonymjones · 2 months

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YOU.... you are a gay trans parent! i am gay and trans and want to be a parent! you make me feel as if i can do it! because as the gestational father i will be misgendered heavily and constantly. but i don't have to let parenthood override my gender... idk sorry to do this in your inbox. thank you for what you do

You CAN do it!! It’s WEIRD because literally every single thing about parenthood smacks of gender, but I’ve been happily surprised at how easily folks accommodate and adapt. Like I live in a fairly progressive area so things ab-so-lutely could be worse but generally I’ve found that people are chill more often than not. And like whatever I can cope with a front desk worker calling for “mom and dad” because at the end of the day my baby calls me Mommy and everything else feels worth it 💜T^T

Also fwiw my day job is healthcare IT and I’m personally building out a pregnancy education program for our patient portal (mainly collecting info and editing stuff our OB docs write) and I’m fighting hard every step of the way to make it as gender-neutral as possible! I’m not trying to toot my own horn or whatever — just saying that there are lots of good queers working behind the scenes to make this stuff more welcoming and accessible to gnc folks! (It won’t be perfect because the cisheteronormativity is ENTRENCHED let me fricking tell you but we’re making progress!!!)

Thanks for writing and good luck with wherever life takes you! 💜✨

#ask pseu everything

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crismakesstuff · 7 months

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new invincible oc!

cele grayson aka celestial !

(they/he/she)

Cele was an artificially grown viltrumite that was apart of a secret project to help repopulate viltrum. They were the only baby that lived through the full gestational period and didn’t die after their birth. They were born august 6th, 1999

Cele was made by taking the DNA of a woman who had died during the scourge virus and of nolan grayson. It was done without his knowledge, he never knew about these experiments as they were only known about by the highest ranking viltrumites. The whole project being personally overseen by grand regent thragg who wanted to find a way to effectively create purebloods without having to mix them with other species.

They spent their early years constantly observed and studied. Days consisted of near endless experiments and exams. They were treated more like a lab rat than an actual person with all their actions under heavy supervision, monitored by thragg who was the only viltrumite they were allowed to interact with during this time. When their powers manifested at the age of 7 training immediately began. Personally taught by General Thula, they came to see her as a pseudo mother figure during this time.

At the age of 14 they were officially made a solider and allowed to go on missions with other viltrumites. At 19 they were put in charge of a planet that had anomalies that defied physics. After a year of being left mostly to themselves the stress finally began to eat away at them and their mental health took a sharp decline. One day during a visit from the generals a gravitational anomaly opened up a miniature black hole that seemed to only pull them in at first, later devouring the entire planet with her. The generals barely escaped and witnessed the entire thing believing cele to be dead.

Instead they were spat out into the multiverse from a white hole and spent the next few years surviving on their own and trying to learn how to use their new powers. When they suddenly were spat back out into their universe, they were instead in the Milky Way galaxy instead of the Andromeda galaxy. Remembering that the other viltrumites told him that their father was on earth they headed there.

Only to find out he had just left a few weeks prior after a huge fight with his son, mark. Now they have to adjust to life on earth while they hide from the empire out of fear of being found.

Themes:

With Cele i wanted to really explore the idea of “What you were made for vs. What you want to be”. As well as the trauma that came with their upbringing and them coming to terms with the lack of self worth they tend to feel and the martyr complex he develops from this trauma too.

Another major theme is the “found family” trope. Cele from a young age has always looked for parental figures and people they can feel close too since they were little but their first pseudo parents (thragg, thula) barely treated them as a true person with autonomy. When she comes to earth and meets mark and debbie they begin to really learn what a family should be. This gives them the courage to begin making friends on earth and letting people into their lives.

Powers

Viltrumite Abilities

Superhuman Strength: Cele has strength of a well trained viltrumite of their age allowing them to perform extreme feats. (One such example was when they held up the upper half of a mountain by themselves on earth during a major disaster. Scientists calculate the mass held and then placed back was anywhere from 200-400 tones)

Superhuman Speed: Cele can move at extreme speeds both on foot and in the air. Allowing him to travel around any space with extreme ease. They can fly from the earths surface to the moon in a matter of minutes. They also are capable of traveling through space on their own.

Superhuman Stamina: Due to her smart atoms Cele’s body rarely tires and is capable of physical exertion for long periods of time without becoming fatigued.

Superhuman Durability: Cele’s tissues are extremely durable to the point of almost invulnerability. While they can be damaged by other viltrumites or beings stronger than her they can withstand damage that would vaporize and easily kill a normal human. Able to withstand falling from a planet’s atmosphere onto its surface, nuclear weaponry, the surface of stars and are now invulnerable to black holes.

Flight: like any viltrumite they can manipulate the atoms around them which allows them flight. They are able to reach light speeds when flying but only do so in space.

Superhuman Equilibrium: Cele has a very enhanced sense of balance. However this sensitive process which takes place in their ears means that like any viltrumite, they could be harmed by a specific frequency which would incapacitate them and make them unable to even fly or stand upright.

Superhuman Senses: Cele possesses acutely enhanced senses. Such as hearing, smell and sight. This can also lead to them becoming easily overstimulated, especially when they arrive on earth.

Accelerated Regeneration: her body can recover from injuries at an extreme rate. Even capable of regenerating full organs, nerves and bones. As long as their heart isn’t severely damaged they can and will heal.

Decelerated Aging: like all viltrumites they have an extremely long lifespan. While they are only currently 24, they will appear the same for many centuries. Viltrumites live for many thousands of years, their own father Nolan is over 2000 years old and appears middle aged.

Non-Viltrumite Abilities

(manifest after the black hole accident)

Pocket dimensional void (PDV): Cele can access their own pocket dimension which they refer too as the "void". It is a black oxygen-less miniature dimension that is seemingly endless, although it hasn't been measured. It is mainly used by cele as a sort of infinite storage space, any item placed in here that is not an animal of some kind will stay in the exact same state as it was when placed inside. They also use it asa place to safely decompress and calm down at times.

Dark Matter Portals: Can create portals made of dark matter. These portals can either open up to the PDV or function as traditional portals that teleport an individual from place to place. If too many are opened at once and/or kept open it can quickly tire out cele and even cause them to pass out. It's one of the things that can truly exhaust them.

Gravitational Invulnerability: They are impervious to the gravitational pull of any black hole and seemingly unaffected by them where anything else would be pulled and stretched into its singularity. It is unknown if cele can fully enter into a black hole again and what would happen

Celestial Body Connection: a new manifestation that sometimes suddenly means they feel the power of whatever celestial body they are nearest too. They have no control over this and currently it means they can become completely overwhelmed with the strength of these ancient creatures that are far more powerful and knowing that herself. Perhaps one day they could harness this power but for now it remains more of a hindrance

Singularity: the creation of a very specific type of portal that is a miniature blackhole. No other portals can be active when this is done. Extremely unstable ability thatcan leave cele seriously wounded. The singularity is a writhing, bubbling ultra-condensed amount of gravity that takes a massive amount of strength and energy to control. Only done in space as to not bring harm to any celestial bodies immediately nearby because if it was done directly on top of them it could possibly begin to immediately pull in the planet or star.

-The longer cele does this the more they lose control of it. Once their sclera turn black and their irises begin to glow it means he will be left seriously injured. Their eyes will remain in that state (except their irises will no longer glow) until they are fully healed.

Inspirations

Ellie Williams: while I will say there’s no main inspiration for cele. I do draw a lot of their personality and behavior from ellie. The struggle to survive and stay alive that that then clashes with having to try and “fit in” when arriving in Jackson is something that very much mirrors Cele’s experience with arriving on earth. And cele like ellie has very little issue about hurting/killing others if it means it helps them get to their goal. The world has made them a bit jaded and awkward but there is still much love underneath that

Rei Ayanami: I mainly pulled from the idea that rei was made to be a tool for NERV and taught to be loyal and obedient no matter what. As well as the aesthetic of the lighter hair for cele, they were made to be tool for the viltrum empire and to further its goals. So when they are pulled into the black hole into the multiverse and then spat back out and they head to earth, this all crushes their world view. They learn they aren’t some weapon or tool to be fought over but rather a person with their own agency

Gwen Stacy: I am mostly pulling from her character arc in the spiderverse films. Focusing on identity and trying to find who you are both as a hero and a person, and opening yourself up to people to let them in again.

If you made it all the way to the end thank you for reading! If you have any questions about cele please send it all to my ask box! 💜

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Family Ties (7/?)

Natasha Romanoff x Werewolf Fem Reader

Warnings: Angst. Violence

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18+ MINORS DNI

The base that Ricard had been hiding amongst the scientists who had tried to make the perfect pack, failing until now. They watched as the fetuses were all growing in tubes, with other wires and tubes that were hooked up to them within the artificial amniotic fluid.

"When will they be ready?" He asked as the scientist looked up from his tablet.

"They are currently in the 6th month of the gestational period." He was informed as he hummed. A smirk on his face, which would soon be wiped as the pack was approaching the base, the smell of Ricard stood out in Aaron's nose.

"So, how will we do this?" Clint asked as the jet landed nearby, the Avengers approaching ready to fight.

"This is the biggest base we have encountered, bigger than the Strucker base." Steve stated. "We are going to need to work as a team to take them down."

"I am getting a lot of heat signatures." Tony informed them. "A lot of heavily armed agents."

"We can do this alone." Tristin spoke up as Aaron shook his head.

"We will take Ricard." He told them. "The Avengers will help take down Hydra and their agents."

What they never anticipated was that Hydra were ready for the wolves to attack the base. A contingency plan in place.

"Let's do this." Nat stated as they all started towards the base. The pack turned before they breached the first entrance, taking out the agents in their path as they made their way to the center of the base.

"Unleash the gas." Ricard ordered them with a smirk. Watching on the screens as the wolves soon struggled to carry on, howling and whimpering in pain as they breathed in the aconitine.

Y/N listened to the howls of her family as she approached the base. Not realising that Ricard had turned to take down the Avengers, starting with Tony as he entered the lab, the other Avengers not long behind him as they took down the agents.

Y/N turned for the first time since she was rescued and raced through the base, finding Ricard biting his way through Tony's suit as he tried to blast him away, but only malfunctioning. Y/N ran to her Uncle and tackled him, the two falling over the railing and onto the lower level. Both whimpered until she got on her paws, facing Ricard as she growled.

"Y/N!" Nat looked over the railing, watching as Ricard sprinted towards her, his teeth bared as she ran towards him. The two a mess of teeth and claws as the growls and howling filled the room. It wasn't until an agent shot a dart at her, making her whimper and curl up in agony. Slowly turning back to her human form as she breathed through the agony coursing through her veins.

"You won't win this fight, Little one." Ricard told her, walking towards her in his human form. "The aconitine is also in the air and I bet it feels like you're breathing in razor blades."

"You will pay for everything you have done." She told him as she slowly got to her feet.

"We need to get the pack out." Nat told the others.

"Tony, Sam, Wanda and Vision, get the pack as far away from here as possible." Steve ordered them. The four nodded and made their way out of the lab.

"We need to blow this place up." Nat told him. "We can't let them unleash what they have created here, and destroy all evidence and research too." Steve nodded as the two of them soon moved to find and plant any explosives.

"You had a chance to be a part of the greater race Y/N, especially since it was created by your DNA." He told her as he punched her, sending her back a little more. "This was our chance, the wolves could have ruled the world but the other elders, your father and everyone else never saw the endless possibilities, the power and control we could have had."

"You make me sick." She spat as she struggled to her feet. "You're nothing but a failure. A disappointment to the Selene ancestors." He chuckled at her words. "And the moment your blood spills by the claws of my hands, all will be right."

"You do realise, your friends are going to blow this place up." He sneered as he towered over her, his claws drawn as he plunged them into her side. Making her scream out in pain. "And you will die here."

"As long as your plan dies here too, then I will have fulfilled my plan." She told him, gripping his arm that was plunged inside of her. "And you will die with us." She head butted him with all of her strength, her claws drawn as she took a swing in which he dodged by a centimeter.

"I have eyes on Y/N and Ricard." Clint spoke through comms, watching as Y/N struggled.

"Take him out." Steve told him as he and Nat finished with the explosives. As he plunged his claws into her stomach, Clint shot an arrow into his side, giving Y/N a chance to use her remaining strength to plunge her own claws into his chest, piercing his heart as his eyes widened.

"See you on the other side Uncle." She told him as the two fell to their knees, his arm retracting from her as he fell on his back.

"I'm out." Nat spoke as Clint stood beside her.

"I'm on my way." Steve spoke as he made his way back for Y/N.

"What are you doing?" She asked him as she held her wounds.

"We're getting out of here." He told her as he picked her up, she yelped in pain as her wounds weren't healing thanks to the aconitine in her blood.

"Is everyone safe?" She asked as he ran through the base.

"Yes. Everyone is safe." He told her. "Nat is safe too."

"30 seconds left Steve!" Nat yelled as Aaron was coming round.

"Y/N?" He questioned as the Avengers had a solemn look. "No." He shook his head.

"10 seconds." She counted down, watching the way that they had breached, soon the base exploded, leaving a huge cloud of black smoke and flames. "No." She whispered as she went to run towards the base, seeing just in time a figure walking towards them. "Y/N?" She questioned as she spotted the limp figure in Steve's arms.

"We need to get her help." He told them urgently.

"Cho is already at the compound. Ready and waiting." Tony told them as they all raced to the jet. "You're all welcome to come along." He told the pack.

Aaron was fast to join them on the jet, sitting beside Y/N as Clint and Vision decided to get the rest of the pack to safety.

"She'll be ok right?" Nat questioned as Steve held pressure to her wounds.

"The aconitine stops the healing process so it is hard to tell right now." Aaron informed her as Tony flew the jet. "I guess we will have to wait." He whispered as he helped with the wounds.

Nat remained by her head, brushing the hair from her scarred face, only just seeing them as she was pale, and in the light shining over them .

"You really love her." Aaron stated as Nat looked up at him. "And I know she is in love with you too." He smiled as he spoke. "When we find our mate, we mate for life. It's like our hearts beat as one when we find our better half. Like we can't live without them, it is physically painful to be without them."

"It is." Nat admitted. "When we're apart, I feel like I can't breathe. Like I am drowning and every time I try to come back up for air, there is a weight on top of me."

"It's a scary thing." He told her. "To be in love. To have someone's heart in your hands."

Once they had arrived at the compound, Cho and her team were ready to take Y/N straight to the med bay. Everyone had followed behind and watched as they worked on her.

"You should shower Nat." Wanda spoke softly as she took her hand.

"No." She shook her head, her eyes never leaving Y/N. "I am not leaving until I know she is ok."

Wanda just nodded and left the room once more, heading to the kitchen to make plenty of food and drinks for everyone. Taking a plate each to both Nat and Aaron as they waited, the two thanked her as they picked at the food before them, barely any appetite as they waited impatiently.

As the hours went by, Cho had finally finished and left the room. Smiling at the people waiting to hear the news.

"She will be ok, the aconitine slowed down her healing abilities but she will be scarred." She told them. "I have done my best to flush out the remaining aconitine in her blood."

"When will she wake up?" Nat questioned.

"An hour or so." She told them. Nat and Aaron both walked inside and took a seat either side of her as the rest of the team and pack waited outside the room. Tony even waited for her to wake, sorrow heavy on his heart for how he had thought of her. Thinking she was an uncontrollable beast.

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a study in gojo's upbringing

notes: this whole fic is a trigger warning: death of a parent, c.a. wc: 2.1k

i have so many hcs and since we have nothing i decided to make something

satoru had never been a gentle child. even during gestation he gave his mother hell, plaguing her with chronic backaches and debilitating nausea. she could hardly stomach any food, leaving her bed-ridden and exhausted. the pregnancy weakened her body significantly; this young, promising sorcerer was reduced to a shell of who she once was. after more than 26 hours of excruciating labor, satoru's mother unfortunately lost her life in exchange for his.

his father despised him for it and never hesitated to express his distaste for satoru's survival. itsuki gojo never held his son even when he stood beside his wife's deathbed as satoru screamed relentlessly in the wetnurse's arms. despite the tragedy, one thing held true. when satoru opened his eyes for the first time, they glowed a crystalline blue- the gojo family had once again been blessed with the gift of the Six Eyes.

while his relatives mourned and breathed their sighs of relief, other sorcerers toasted to satoru's birth. members of the other prominent clans showered the family with gifts and well-wishes. people were desperate to get a look at satoru, to gaze upon the rarity that was the Six Eyes. the world seemed to center around this motherless white-haired baby boy whose father resented his sheer existence.

itsuki gojo saw his son as a killer. this tiny little blue-eyed boy was unloved by his father because, in his eyes, satoru had taken her away from him. he lost his wife and gained a powerful position in a family he had no love for. this mental instability paired with such a sudden increase of power was a deadly combination. his moods were often fickle and he was generally unpleasant to be around. itsuki was protected only by tradition, but that’s not to say that the family respected him. his neglect of satoru was no secret.

itsuki gojo had been dead last in the line of succession for becoming head of the family. he had married into the family and his wife had been the last grandchild born to the youngest son of the current head. he had zero hope of ever climbing to the top, not to mention the death of his wife, which had brought shame to his branch of the family. regardless of the clan's resistance to itsuki, satoru's gift made him the head when he came of age. until then, however, his father would be the one to do the job in his place. this meant that satoru seldom saw him save for at family dinners or when the gojos would host important officials in their home. satoru did not see the man as his father, only knowing him as such because that's what everyone told him.

the world began to change rapidly with the birth of satoru gojo. the Six Eyes was a flaming target on his back, not only for curses but for other threats as well. his head fetched a high price in the darker places of the jujutsu world which seemed only to increase as the years passed. satoru was placed under constant supervision for the first five years of his life, per his father's orders. it was less that itsuki cared for the wellbeing of his son and more that his position depended on satoru's survival.

his position as head of the clan was at stake if satoru didn't present with the Limitless technique. of course, the Six Eyes was a powerful gift by itself, but the family was eager to see whether had inherited both the techniques. the whole clan held its breath as satoru's infancy and early childhood crept on by. it had been 400 years since a gojo had been born with both the Limitless and the Six Eyes. it would make satoru the strongest sorcerer alive; his power would be unparalleled by anyone.

if his son didn't receive those traits, itsuki's position as head could be jeopardized from the disappointment. not to mention the amount of enemies he already had in other branches of the family. they saw him as an outsider and he was not a pleasant man to be around. tradition was the only thing keeping him in charge. it would shame him further, and this fear of rejection brewed into an obsession with satoru once he turned four.

on his fourth birthday, satoru's father asked his aunt kaede to bring him to his office. satoru thought it was strange; his father never asked to see him. itsuki was desperate to see whether his son would present with the Limitless. he brought gifts and sweets for satoru and ask him all sorts of funny questions, a lot of which made him laugh. satoru started looking forward to these visits, always accompanied by his aunt kaede.

satoru was cared for almost exclusively by his aunt, who, unbeknownst to him, was a spitting image of his mother. she thought of him as her own, and had spent every moment of the pregnancy by her sister's side as she grew consistently sicker and weaker. she wept every night after putting satoru to bed, screaming at the sky until her throat hurt, wondering why the world had taken her sister away.

the jujutsu world was cruel, deadly, and unforgiving. the price of strength and success as a sorcerer was often one's morality, and while satoru had a tendency to stir up trouble, not once had he ever felt the need to delve into the dark. he credited this to the promise he made his aunt kaede. "be strong for me."

satoru's 5th birthday came and went, making him the prime age for technique presentation. his father still interacted with him, so much so that satoru began to warm up to him a bit. he didn't know that itsuki was giving him the attention because he was studying the boy, not because he loved him.

when satoru was almost six years old, the Limitless technique hadn't even suggested that it would befall him. visits with his father had become more and more frequent, but they were different from before. there were no snacks or playful questions, just silence as his father walked circles around him after telling him to stand still. it was confusing, and satoru realized that his father never smiled at him. it was the beginning of the end, as satoru would understand later.

there was one time in particular that satoru would never be able to forget. his father called him down to his office like usual, but when he got there, the man was livid. kaede waited by the door as always, never to speak, only to watch over satoru because she didn't trust the man with the boy she saw as her own son. but satoru's father began yelling, red-faced and angry, demanding to know why he didn't have a technique. itsuki accused his five-year-old son of keeping his presentation a secret and when satoru tried to defend himself, his father struck the side of his face with his fist.

aside from medical exceptions, the pain tolerance of a child is not developed in the way as that of an adult's. satoru let out a scream as he crumpled to the floor. behind him, he heard a strangled cry escape from kaede, which only worked to frighten him further. tears blurred his vision as the pain seared through his cheek. worse than that, however, was the betrayal of his father. up until then, satoru had believed his father loved him in the way that a parent should. alongside the bruises on his body, the most painful ones were on his heart.

“get out,” his father seethed. the hatred in the man’s brown eyes was a sight that satoru would never be able to forget.

before he could even think to move, satoru was being swept up by kaede and rushed away to his room. he cried so hard that he couldn’t breathe as he clung to kaede as though she was the only thing tethering him to this earth. she settled him down on his bed and brought him an icepack while rubbing small, soothing circles on his back.

“you need stitches,” she said with a sad expression.

stitches? he’d never heard of that before, but the caution in kaede’s tone frightened him. even at a young age, satoru’s perception was impeccable.

“will it hurt?” he asked in a small voice.

aunt kaede shook her head. “we’ll numb you. don’t worry, satoru; you’re strong.”

that was the first time his father struck him. and kaede lied- the stitches hurt so badly that it made him cry again, but his aunt held him that night until he finally fell asleep.

no one could stop itsuki from abusing his son. kaede was forbidden to accompany satoru on the visits to his father’s office, which all ended the same as the last. gone were the days of his early childhood when he lived in ignorant bliss. he was completely and utterly helpless as itsuki stared at him, demanded he show his technique, and when he couldn’t, the boy received a blow.

“you’re weak,” his father said once after hitting him so hard that he nearly lost consciousness. “just like your mother.”

satoru began to plan his escape in secret, even hiding it from his aunt kaede. he was incredibly intelligent and it was shaping up to be a solid plan. it all came crashing down, however, when kaede told him she had to leave.

in lieu of his Six Eyes, satoru's keen sense of perception extended to the emotions of others. even at a young age, he was able to read people quite well. one night while she was putting him to bed, satoru noticed how sad his aunt looked and asked her what was wrong. kaede opened her mouth to respond only to burst into tears, scaring satoru so badly he almost did, too. his aunt, so kind and loving, broke down into pieces as she told him she was leaving.

satoru hated crying. even though he knew kaede wouldn't punish him for it, his instincts made him clam up as he fought back tears.

"it's going to be okay, satoru," she said, lowering herself onto the bed by his feet.

hurried, desperate words spilled out of him as the unshed tears stung his eyes. "why?" he cried. "why are you leaving me with him?" please, take me with you.

she reached over and placed a hand on the side of his cheek and smiled at him through her tears. "you are so strong. i love you, satoru. do you know that?"

satoru nodded as the floodgates burst and tears streamed down his face and dripped onto the comforter. she pulled him toward her and wrapped her arms around his small, shaking frame. "be strong for me, satoru." they stayed that way for a while as he sobbed into her shirt until she said she couldn't stay any longer.

she pulled the door behind her, and as it clicked shut, so did satoru's heart. he'd find out much later that it had been his father's doing; he sent her away because he believed that being in her care would make him into a weakling. to this day, satoru still doesn't know if she's alive or not.

his sixth birthday came at last, but it was not an event of celebration. the family had begun to look down on him as a disappointment, not bothering to care for him as kaede had. holding the Six Eyes was not enough, and itsuki had descended into true madness. just as usual, satoru was summoned to his father’s office, body trembling in preparation for what was coming.

“satoru,” said his father. “i am so disappointed in you.”

satoru was never allowed to speak unless his father asked him a direct question, so he stood there, shaking violently while itsuki circled him as usual. “you’re running out of time,” he said, and his voice took on that cold, lifeless tone it did when he was growing angry. satoru knew what that meant, and his body tensed all over. his throat began to tighten with the fear that always made unshed tears sting his eyes. he squeezed them shut, so afraid to show that he was about to cry-

but the pain didn’t come. instead, there was this feeling of static electricity prickling at the side of his face. satoru opens his eyes hesitantly, wondering what was happening, to see that his father’s hand stopped just half an inch from his cheek. he’s looked just in time to see the absolute shock on itsuki’s face.

his brown-eyed father clenched his jaw and let out an irritated grunt. “congratulations, son,” he said. “your life is about to get a whole lot worse.”

it’s the Limitless, satoru realized, and complete relief flooded through his body. tears of freedom, of salvation, of pure alleviation spilled down his face in streams as he let out a crazed laugh. he stared his father in his face as he said,

“you’ll never touch me again. and one day, i’m going to kill you.”

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