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tawneybel · 1 year

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I OVULATED ON HALLOWEEN

Now that I’ve got your attention, happy belated All Saints’ Day, Día de los Muertos, etc. Ended up not having time to get a costume so I wore what I usually wear. And a witch hat. I don’t live in a particularly well-lighted area, so I held a lantern for the trick-or-treaters. Otherwise I would have blended into the shadows.

We also watched Queen of the Damned all the way through. (The first time I just made it to the part where Lestat was going “AAAH, AAAH, AAAH” at band practice.) Because I can’t watch the Interview with a Vampire reboot immediately.

“THIS is the film Twilight drank from.”

Jesse: “All I knew was that I was being cast out.” “Yeah, because your doll collection. It scares us.”

“I think she’s a bottle redhead, Tawney.” “Why would you say that? Maybe she only died her eyebrows and nothing else at all.”

*Marius vampirizes Lestat* “That’s the weirdest way to start dating someone.”

“His nip/ples aren’t hard. Because he’s dead.”

*Lestat and Marius do corpse disposal via bonfire* “‘Do you have any marshmallows, Marius?’”

*Lestat finds secret entrance* “That’s where his doll collection is.”

Lestat: *drinks Akasha’s blood* Marius: “What have you done, Lestat?” “Found your doll collection.”

Lestat: “For what you do I yearn?” “I thought he said ‘urine.’”

*Lestat and Marius at the former’s shirtless billboard* “They’re at his crotch.”

Marius: “You’ve awakened an old friend.” “Elvis?”

“They all look so silly.” “I can’t take you to an early 2000s S&M club because we’d start laughing and they’d kick us out.”

*Lestat and Akasha rocket off into the sky* “Marius is jealous.”

“Who goes to bed-?” “Who goes to bed in tight leather pants? That can’t be comfortable.”

*Lestat stares at all the dead bodies around the pool* “Must have been some party.”

“So [Akasha]’s like a groupie?” “She’s the first vampire.” “But she only likes him because of his music.” “Okay.”

“They don’t even get names. They’re [just] Jesse’s weird family.”

Akasha: “You kill me, you kill yourselves.” “Well, at least [Lestat] can get a tan now.”

*Akasha turns to dust* “Does anyone know where the supply closet is?”

“This makes me not want to be a vampire.” “Yeah, the-” “They’re too petty.”

Also, birthday was good. Got some cool things:

Dinotopia Bix plush (Present to myself. Shoutout to @judge-m0rt1s for mentioning he saw it for $12 on eBay.)

“In Darkness We Grow” mushroom enamel pin

heart-shaped hairbrushes

cranberry-colored hoodie (I’ve been painting my nails the same color. Been on a red violet kick lately. It’s the best juice. I like blending cranberries with honey and mylk.)

black cross earrings

Song of the day: “Linger” by the Cranberries.

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thehighladywrites · 6 months

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masterlist.

a court of thornes and roses

rhysand

ᜊ Beneath their smiles - your friends turn out to be using you, comfort and hurt

ᜊ Texting Rhysand - smau

ᜊ Sugar daddy Rhysand - big dick daddy rhysand spends cash on you and falls in love, breaking your agreement

ᜊ “Just one more, I know you can do it” - rhys has a massive breeding kink

ᜊ “This isn’t goodbye, this is simply see you later” - ex husband/baby daddy rhysand

ᜊ “I got you, darling…” - Rhys takes care of you on your period

azriel

ᜊ Texting Azriel - smau

ᜊ Texting Azriel pt. 2 - smau

ᜊ Need you so bad baby, please… - ovulation week hits you hard, you need your mate

ᜊ Azzie, I think your mom is super hot… - you meet azriels mother and develop a little crush on her

ᜊ I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater… - angst, just plain angst with a somewhat bittersweet ending

ᜊ “Tell me you’re mine” , “ i’m yours” - you dream that azriel was cheating on you and now you can’t look at him without being annoyed. It’s not really his fault, but still… azriel reassures you, promising that you’re the only one for him.

ᜊ “You can even call me daddy, give you someone to look up to” - sugar daddy azriel spoils you

ᜊ “If it’s so wrong, why does it feel so good?” - azriel is a stalker and pervy guy

ᜊ The sessions masterlist - nerdy azriel x bimbo reader

ᜊ “You were flirting with me?” - you doubt Azriel even likes you since all he does is stare into your soul. Azriel thinks he is very clear when he stares, why do you not understand that he is flirting?

cassian

ᜊ That’s your mother but she’s my wife first… - your kids loose their tempers, cassian reminds them who you are, nsfw, light angst, hurt & comfort

ᜊ The Airhead Chronicles: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5 - cassian is mates to a ditzy reader, and he loves her more than anything. How do they function together? - FINISHED

ᜊ “make her squirt on my balmain shirt” - cassian finds out you can squirt

eris vanserra

ᜊ Professor Eris x reader: part 1, part 2, part 2,5, part 3 part 4 part 5 - you hook up with this delicious older man for one fun night to forget your scummy ex, what do you do when the same man turns out to be your new professor? What do you do when that same professor had a dark secret? - ONGOING

ᜊ Vanserra brothers NSFW Alphabet - nsfw, crack, a sprinkle of angst

feyre archeron

ᜊ “let’s settle this catfight in the ring, let’s settle this in bed” - enemies to lovers, smut, angst, jealousy

elain archeron

soon

lucien vanserra

ᜊ Vanserra brothers NSFW Alphabet - nsfw, crack, a sprinkle of angst

acotar men x reader

ᜊ ACOTAR men x reader, sneaking out to a bar while you’re drunk - smau, multi men, tiny bit nsfw

ᜊ ACOTAR men x reader, using doe eyes on them - nsfw, multi men, headcanons

ᜊ ACOTAR men x reader, putting bows on their things - headcanons, multi men, cute asf

ᜊ ACOTAR men x reader, you being asexual - smau, multi men, headcanons

ᜊ ACOTAR men x reader, sassy man apocalypse - smau, multi men, crack

ᜊ ACOTAR men x reader, being their sneaky link - multi men, nsfw, headcanons

ᜊ ACOTAR men x reader, banning them from intimacy - multi men, nsfw, headcanons

ᜊ ACOTAR men x reader, meeting your parents - multi men, headcanons, crack, fluff

ᜊ ACOTAR men x reader, your child catches you in the act - multi men, headcanons, crack, nsfw

multi characters

ᜊ Breaking up with the acotar characters as a prank - smau, multi

ᜊ Texting “ She’s busy “ as a prank with the acotar characters - smau, multi

ᜊ ACOTAR characters x reader, ” I had a really fun time yesterday. Oops wrong person ” - smau, multi

ᜊ ACOTAR characters x reader, creepy man hitting on drunk reader - smau, multi, tiny bit nsfw

ᜊ ACOTAR characters x reader, we need to talk - smau, multi

ᜊ ACOTAR characters x reader, sending them nudes/lingerie pics - smau, multi, nsfw

ᜊ ACOTAR characters x reader, asking them for hand pics - smau, multi, tiny bit nsfw

ᜊ ACOTAR characters x reader, “can i get x’s number?” - smau, multi

ᜊ ACOTAR characters x reader, doing elf on the shelf for your kids - smau, multi

ᜊ ACOTAR characters x reader, random texts - smau, nsfw, multi

ᜊ nsfw visual links for them - multi, smut, nsfw,

ᜊ ACOTAR characters x reader, “where’s my treat?” - multi, nsfw-ish

ᜊ ACOTAR characters using twitter; pt 1 | pt 2 - nsfw, swearing

throne of glass

multi:

ᜊ TOG characters x reader, sending them lingerie pics - smau, multi, suggestiveness

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auteurdelabre · 2 months

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THE BABYSITTER BLACKMAIL CHRONICLES - part 1 - Dave!York x Reader/Babysitter

Summary: Dave York's college-aged babysitter (you!) rides him after his wife leaves him high and dry.

rating: 18+

Words: 1.4k

tags: plot? What plot? , Cheating, Babysitter, Names (slut, whore, babygirl), age gap, poor Carol. Unprotected P in V, Female orgasm, no use of y/n.

A/N: Y'all this is pwp because I'm ovulating okay. There ain't no plot, the characterization is fucking laughable and I had to commit it here. Don't judge okay?

REBLOGS - COMMENTS - MEAN THE WORLD.

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The York home is dark, the only light and sound coming from the flickering television downstairs. Rain moves drunkenly down the large window panes of the suburban home at the end of the street.

Carol York, mother of two is slipping into her sleep shirt, having just peeked in to see her two darling daughters sleeping soundly before closing their doors.

Tonight was a long night at her work party. Dave, handsome and charming had wooed everyone he met, having them eating out of the palm of his hand.

Carol wishes she hadn't drank so much at the open bar so she could have taken up Dave's offer of a deep fuck when they got home, the suggestion whispered in her ear in the back of the taxi home.

Now she perches at the top of the stairs, listening to the sound of the television downstairs murmuring gently.

"Dave?"

She bellows her husband's name down the stairs, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

"Yeah?" comes his husky disembodied voice from downstairs.

"Is the babysitter still here?"

You're the best babysitter they've ever had. Their daughters adore you, the house is always spotless when they arrive home and you're so polite with your ma'am and sirs. She feels so lucky to have found you.

"Dave did you hear me?"

"Yeah, honey." A pause, then his voice a little louder, a curl of amusement in it. "She's just finishing something up."

Carol wrinkles her nose, puzzled. Dave is such a stickler he probably has you cleaning the entire counter because he found a crumb. She rolls her eyes.

"Dave she's got classes tomorrow!" Carol chides down the stairs at him. "Don't work her too hard!"

She thinks she hears a muffled laugh before your voice sounds out from below.

"He's not ma'am," you call up cheerfully. "I like doing my job thoroughly."

Carol smiles, shaking her head at Dave's persistent need to control everything down to how much the babysitter cleans. Oh well, you always come back so that's all she cares about.

"Are you giving her a ride?" Carol calls down the stairs sleepily. "It's late I don't want her taking the bus at this hour."

"Lemme check if she's wants one," Dave calls back to Carol, but he's unable to stop looking at your face screwed up in ecstasy as you writhe in his lap.

You've been riding him for the better part of ten minutes, thighs quaking, cunt dripping.

He's seated comfortably on the couch, legs spread wide and his pants and boxers around his ankles. His dress shirt is still on and you cling to the light blue linen covering his broad shoulders.

"Yeah, I'm giving her a ride."

Dave calls this up to Carol, his mouth twisted into a mischievous grin. But his eyes are stuck on you, perfect, bouncy, shiny, babysitter you. You give a breathless laugh in return, brows saddling when his length hits a really good spot. His voice lowers.

"You like your ride, babygirl?"

He grins up at you, large palms urging your hips to roll over his.

"Yes sir," you say breathlessly down at him.

He's holding you by the hips as your breasts bounce inches from his mouth. You're wearing nothing but your plaid skirt and it's ridden up, bunched at your waist. His hands slide up to cup your breasts as you shift yourself on his lap, tugging at the nipples as you bite back a moan.

His cock is buried within your slick cunt, partially exposed under your skirt. His hands slide back down to cup you’re the meat of your ass in a brutal grip that pulls you up and down along his length.

"Faster baby," he whispers against your throat. "Faster."

He lifts his own hips, pulling you to a new angle and fucking up into you. His face is pure concentration, teeth gritted and bared, brown eyes blown black, forehead dotted with sweat. You jostle in his lap, your thighs burning as you spread them wider, wanting to feel every inch of him. You gasp as he hits that sweet spot that has your toes curling.

"Shhh," Dave soothes when you start to whimper. "Don't wanna get caught do we? What would my wife do if she found our sweet, innocent babysitter bouncing on my cock like a little slut?"

At this his fingers slide along your clit, beginning to stroke with measured skill. He grins when he sees your eyes cheat to the back of your head. He glances down, pulling up the front of your skirt to watch your pussy swallowing his cock, gleaming with your arousal.

"Mmmm, like being my little slut, don't you?"

"Yes...” you breathe. “Yes sir."

It's not long before your breathing is labored and Dave is watching you with rapt fascination. The couch creaks slightly, and he slows his circling within you, wanting to extend the moment. You’re so wet it’s dripping down his balls, sure to stain the fabric of the couch below him.

"Listen to that," he says volume matching that of the television advertising some miracle spot remover. You listen, quickly flushing when you realize he wants you to hear the sound of your copious slick coating his fingers.

"So fucking wet, babygirl," he purrs up at you, his thumb tapping your clit at the base and making you jolt. He smiles broadly at your reaction, his sweet eyes crinkling in amusement. You grab his clean-shaven chin, tugging his face up so you can both meet in a ravenous kiss before you suck his tongue into your mouth as he fucks you.

You want to feel him everywhere.

You swallow your moan, biting your lower lip so harshly it drains the blood from it. Dave's free hand comes to cup your left breast, guiding it to his mouth so he can flick his tongue over your straining nipple. He hears your shudder and quickly takes it into his mouth and sucks harshly, sending a pleasured stripe to shoot through your body.

He can feel you milking his cock when he does that and he presses his face between your breasts, suppressing his moan there as his climax steadily builds.

He can smell sex and your perfume mixing in the air, making for a heady combination. And the sinful sight of your pussy gliding up and down his rigid cock is something he knows he's going to jerk off to for years to come. He still can’t believe you’re here perched on his lap, body shaking with the force of your mutual grinding, body bared to him.

"Fucking naughty girl," Dave grunts.

"Yes," you say, hips rolling lazily, your hands going to cup your breasts, thumbs rolling over the stiffened peaks. Dave swallows an appreciative groan when you pinch each between your thumb and forefinger, squeezing gently. He sees the flush to your chest and neck and knows you're so close.

"Go on and come for me, college girl," he whispers, slapping your ass before gripping the meat of it in his palm. "Show me why I'm fucking you and not my wife."

Your motions are frantic and you're hands are back on his shoulders, using it for leverage as you begin to bounce on his lap, watching his head tilt back in pleasure.

"Bad girl," Dave gasps out, his large palms slamming you up and down on his cock, using you for his pleasure. "Fucking bad... Fucking me.... Such-such a slutty little babysitter... Fuck yourself on my cock."

"I will," you whisper down at him, your face damp. You tilt back slightly, watching his cock slick with your arousal as it begins to piston in and out of you, almost a blur in its speed.

Dave is similarly transfixed, holding your legs spread wide so he can see the sight of your sticky inner thighs and the way you've made such a mess at the base of his cock.

"Come now," he tells you in a silken purr. "Show me how good it feels."

Dave begins groaning when you start to bounce up and down in his lap in frenzy, the sound of his cock slamming up into your cunt slick and obscene.

"Yes sir," you chant barely above a whisper. "Yes sir, yes sir, yes siiiiiiiiiirrrrr."

Your back arches and he continues to hold your ass as your hips start to cant, your body tensing and then releasing as you come.

"Fuck I can feel that," Dave sighs, watching your pussy soak his cock as he feels your cunt fluttering around his throbbing cock. "So good for me, babygirl."

You shoot him a lazy smile, face flushed, hair disheveled and Dave feels his own release rapidly approaching.

"Keep bouncing," Dave instructs. "Gonna-"

But you're not bouncing. You're grinning devilishly down at him before sliding up his still throbbing cock. Dave feels the sweet velvet clench of your pussy being pulled from him and he swallows a whimper.

“What the fuck?” Dave asks in quiet shock, his hips still circling under you, desperate to prolong the friction. "You're not stopping, are you?"

"I am," you say hopping off his lap and pressing a chaste kiss to the end of his strong nose.

He sits there on the couch, cock hard and soaked in your slick. He watches you pull on your sweater before sliding your panties up under your skirt.

"I need to come," he tells you sternly.

"Sorry sir," you say with a smirk and a wink. "Mrs. York said you weren't supposed to work me too hard. See you next week."

#dave york x you #dave york fanfiction #fanfiction #pedro pascal #smut #fanfic #dave york x female reader #dave york smut #dave york x reader #dave york #pedro pascal fanfic #pedrostories

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midori-laboratories · 1 year

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Flowers and Ash, Chapter 2

Book 1, Calendula Chronicles series.

Story synopsis: When the eldest daughter of Edward Ashford accompanies her father and brother on a last-minute trip in 1968 to secure their legacy, an act of spite turns into a boon for the family. When tragedy and scandal strike, the survivors will have to be clever if they are to live long enough to pick up the pieces of their lives. Pre-slash/Gen.

Chapter synopsis: Discovery without security breeds a jealous heart.

CW for eventual violence, implied death of family member, isolation, dissociation, and violence

The next three weeks seemed to stretch into an eternity of unrelenting humidity, short spurts of activity, and long evenings that ended up more often than not seated with Spencer, as her father and brother spoke in hushed tones in their own corner of the discoveries of the day.

Spencer had been coy about the project itself, but the company they were building was very much at the center of his focus. Several pharmaceutical companies had sprung up in the heady days of the Truman era and well into the reconstruction of Europe, certainly. Massive investment into academia has catapulted research in genetics and virology beyond what any of them could have imagined prior to the outbreak of the last great war.

Marigold had nodded along. “I remember when polio came through the village back home when we were quite young. I’m not sure Alexander was old enough to remember. How frightened everyone was.” A lot of children had disappeared from the village. Neither of them had been allowed outside for several months, not until the Salk vaccine was introduced. She grimaced, remembering the leg braces she'd been forced to wear for months after being contracting the illness herself. “Now it’s like it was never there.” Marigold paused. “Some of the major solutions are overused though. Everyone’s mother took thalidomide for a while; I heard they were going to ban DDT soon in America, though they used to blanket every street with the stuff.” She glanced over at Marcus at the far end of the table, who was studiously ignoring the conversation in favor of compiling the day’s notes. She glanced down at her hands, then back up at Spencer. “There’s rather a lot of uncertainty in a lot of markets these days, is there not?”

Spencer smiled. Good students were something to savor.

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There were some people, of course, who curdled into the worst version of themselves, given too much time to their own devices. Spencer’s little throwaway line about Geneva had lodged itself like a splinter into Marcus’ mind. He had been thoroughly disgraced in that data mismanagement affair, even though it had been the error of a senior advisor. No, they had all seemed to surge together as one unit to select their sacrificial lamb for expulsion from the academic community. Spencer had been putting him in his place, and doing so while introducing him to the extended branch of the team.

(The thought that he would be disposed of in turn once again was nowhere near his mind at that point. That notion was still years away. Yet pride and paranoia were still foundational pillars of his character.)

The fascinating virus which the flower Sonnetreppe (Stairway of the Sun, as the unfortunate local people had called it) produced was concentrated in the ovule and anthers- core, and pollen of very young anthers - pollen extracted at a very specific stage of growth, would have the capacity to infect an adult human. The local warriors had demonstrated as such In a rather spectacular fashion, if to no avail for their collective cause.

Their time gathering samples and planning the nascent stages of Umbrella was coming to a close. The boy and his father were too engrossed in their own affairs to hardly even notice, of course, although Spencer had quietly taken Marcus aside to assure him that he would still be leading research in Arklay, absolutely.

The collaboration of the three parties would elevate the project as a whole, both in the breadth of knowledge and projection of old-world power. They would be busy and distracted for the next few days before heading back to America and Europe, respectively. Back to pumping up their competing narrative of what this virus would be meant to do. Ashford had seemed rather skeptical about bringing in the military, and while he wasn’t wrong, that approach would lend a muscularity to the project that Ashford seemed incapable of seeing.

That little girl Spencer was grooming for a public relations campaign would splinter the damned project before it began.

A moment of calm, rational thought might have set this spiral of paranoia on a cleaner path. Yet the heat of the sun and the fragile state of mind of a man who had recently lost his entire career bore down to crystallize into a darker idea.

Really, for a genius of his caliber, it was child’s play to ensure a dose of the malaria pills, delivered each evening before bed, was altered to contain the crushed ovule of one of the flowers.

#marigold ashford #albert wesker x oc #resident evil fanfiction #pre slash #calendula chronicles #flowers and ash

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marieskey · 1 year

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Look at me, typing out again so soon. Um I’m so glad I’m not pregnant. We have not had sex again. Honestly had I not been sick, I would’ve gone up there and had unprotected sex while i was ovulating, thank GOD i was sick bc I would’ve made the dumbass choice 👅 👅. But no really I would have I kept telling myself I COULD NOT do that to myself for the whole month worrying about whether or not I was pregnant. Like gosh that would’ve been terrible.

So i’ve been telling myself to get a gripe sort of. If I”m being honest, that was the best sex I’ve ever had, but the flip side of that is that I only I’ve only had sex with 3 people. Its not hard to be the best when there’s only 3 total people. I wake up so horny every morning now. I don’t think thats every happened before. OMG seriously I want him to fuck me again so bad..If I didn’t have self control it would be embarrassing. But I do, so instead I just imagine fucked into pleasure every morning which is excessive. This is the last weekend I can get fucked before my period. LOL but seriously.

Our schedules have only been alining when I can get pregnant, thats rude..I counted this morning sort of I came like 5 times just from the head. Couldn’t even begin to count orgasms from his dick, which I’m still surprised happened. Its been almost a month. We’ve talked but haven’t seen each other. Semi regular dick is not a bad place to be at this stage in my life.

I don’t want to be with him and as it stands right now, he doesn't want to be with me. I don’t think he’s telling the truth. I think he wants me a lot and enjoyed fucking me much more than I did him. Which I don’t think he was expecting. IF we were different people I think we’d be a good match, but were not and its not. Intellectually were equally yoked but we are at wayyyyy to different place in life. I don’t want to be attached to him forever either, so I need not have unprotected sex with him again, will I, probably. I’ve only used a condom once. With anyone its crazy, idk what’s wrong with me. If he got me pregnant I’d keep the baby, 🙄 🙄. I would tho 🙄 BUT I wouldn't want to tell people he got me pregnant. I’d be a little embarrassed. I’d literally only tell people who needed to know, like my immediate family. Maybe Amanda, and Erica, Shekiah but again MAYBE. I’d give the kid his last name or whatever, but I’d leave the rest of that shit up to him. I’d be a single parent. I don’t think he’d “make me” a single mother but honestly 🤷‍♂️ 🤷‍♂️ BUT I’d genuinely be embarrassed to be pregnant with his child. I say this as a person who likes him. I genuinely like this man, haha It makes me so hot that he want me... literally getting wet thinking about it but its lust. I think about him calling me sexy and I get so hot it Hate it literally bc I should not care. I know I’m hot AF with huge tits and decent sized ass of course he wants to fuck me. BUT it makes me so wet knowing he wants to fuck me. SMH its bc I like him, Men want to fuck me all the time. I literally never give that much of a fuck...anyway lets wrap this up. Goodbye. Hopefully next time I’ll be chronicling how I came repeatedly.

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decembermidnight · 1 month

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You know I shouldn't be watching the bad batch while ovulating cause now I'm writing a whole ass Hunter X Jedi!fem!reader super smutty one-shot.

How is this not fucking hot? Excuse me?

#decembermidnight shitposting #the bad batch smut #hunter x fem!reader #coming soon #the ovulation chronicles #the hand kink is going strong baby

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urfavnegronerd · 4 months

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carmen berzatto the man that you are

white man of the ever

#carmy #carmy berzatto #im sorry but he was not attractive in shameless #but carmy berzatto aggression???#lip gallager aggression is just ew #mb yall im ovulating #ovulation chronicles

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psychewritesbs · 2 years

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Nothing says “you are so not straight” quite like not being able to take your eyes off from a chick who is standing across the room because you’re mesmerized by how fcking sexy she is.

#whoa hormones chill out #holy shit she was hot #stuff like this always throws me for a loop #like hey in case you forgot you're not straight #chronicles of a bisexual #ovulation is the most dangerous time of the month #personal

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speedbonnyboat · 4 years

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I went to see a chiropractor today, as I know I’ll end up getting horrendous restless legs at some point in pregnancy and also a few people have suggested it as something for me to try, in case I have a pelvic imbalance which maybe prevented Jesse and Scout from descending in labour.

Anyway, the chiropractor found quite a lot of torsion in my pelvis but said that we’ll be able to fix it over the coming months. Maybe doing this will help, and I’m going to try spinning babies. Or maybe it’s just my desire to control something that can’t really be controlled 😂 I dunno.

We bumped into friends (who we don’t know that well yet!) on the way back from the park, and Jesse was like “tell them about our secret in your tummy!” And of course I had to tell them. It’s kind of weird telling people like this because it makes it real. I still can’t believe I thought I had my dates mapped out so well and this happened. The last one was an obvious oops, we had sex right in the middle of ovulation and I took the morning after pill which didn’t work, but this time none of the dates add up. I may no longer be such a strong advocate of natural family planning (although it did work for us for a decade, and technically this most recent pregnancy is the only one that didn’t come from us being irresponsible, Jesse and scout were deliberate)

I also don’t know how to feel positive about birth and delivery. I know that the c section I had with Scout wasn’t traumatic, but I also just feel like I’ve got something inherently wrong with me and my body is rubbish at stuff. Sigh. These thoughts are bumming me out.

I’m also preparing for people to be annoying about gender because I must obviously want a baby with a vagina because my other two only have penises. I feel like there’s going to be a level of pressure on this pregnancy from our respective parents that I don’t care for. I think they’ll all be less interested if it’s “just another boy”. Fuck them though, cos we like all babies.

I’m not having an amazing day, have been a bit nauseous as well as tired and grouchy but I’m trying to chronicle this all anyway. For posterity 😂

#pregblr #pregnancy 3

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ivforion12 · 3 years

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IVF Center in Pune - Orion IVF Pune

Unexplained Infertility

The most recent research shows that mates who are of regenerative age face issues with barrenness because of various causes. The quantity of couples confronting barrenness issues in India is approximately 22 to 23 million, as per the current figures. The female barrenness examples involve more than 40 to 50 percent of this figure, while the gauge of male fruitlessness is 30 to 40 percent. Paces of barrenness in India are the development because of different reasons related to medication and method of living, which at times break down. The other possible clarifications for this increment incorporate the expanded utilization of contraception by ladies who are at present in their regenerative age.

Significant improvements in the therapy and treatment of sexual conditions have occurred throughout the most recent decade. We address in this investigation the standard tests led to treat unexplained barrenness. We will also address explicit assessments, for example, ovarian hold assessment, and the possible part of laparoscopy in the full test of unexplained fruitlessness.

At last, we audit the clinical choices accessible and address the proficiency and cost-viability of current treatments. The best consideration plan gives off an impression of being centered around explicit wellbeing factors, for example, sex, the adequacy of treatment, history of results, and costly models.

The yearly commonness of infertility seemed stable; nonetheless, with the expanding use of helped conceptive methods, the advancement rates have increased drastically. After their clinical evaluation, roughly 15 to 30 percent of spouses will be given a determination with unexplained fruitlessness.

Commonly, barrenness is described as the inability to conceive a child even after trying for one year, unsecured intercourse. Normally, the barrenness evaluation is embraced following 1 year of conceiving, however in life partners of broadened lady age (> 35 years) most experts attempt clinical assessment following a half year of insufficiency to consider.

Male infertility factor is the main purpose behind barrenness in around 30% of sets and a significant giver in another 20% to 30 percent. Barren companion determination includes authentic assessment, audit, and semen examination of the male accomplice. Critical chronicled factors include past legacy, a past of cryptorchidism, clinical and careful records, sexual maltreatment, and the utilization of cannabis, tobacco, liquor, or unlawful substances. Testicular inconsistencies, for example, a varicocele or nonappearance of the vas deferens might be recognized during the routine physical.

Ovulatory issues occur in 40% of infertile ladies, and in around 15 percent of sets with barrenness. Frequently a lack of ovulatory work happens in unpredictable periods and can be distinguished through a foundation in the vast majority. A lady with unpredictable periods for root factors, for example, polycystic ovarian condition, thyroid problem, hyperprolactinemia, and hypothalamic indications because of weight variances ought to be analyzed. Eumenorrhea-normal feminine periods by history is a profoundly dependable indicator of ovulation.,

Epidemiological studies have shown cigarette smoking, Irregular Body Mass Index ( BMI), and pointless consumption of caffeine and liquor decline richness in the female accomplice. To keep a standard BMI, limit the utilization of caffeine to not more than 250 mg a day, and limit liquor utilization to not in excess of 4 recommended drinks each week, the female accomplice ought to be prompted.

Before treatment of unexplained infertility is wanted an exhaustive yet time-effective assessment of the infertile pair. Life partners will play out a semen assessment, ovulation checking, ovarian save assessment, and picture examination to decide tubal and uterine factors prior to building up a proposal of unexplained fruitlessness. You should complete this test within 1 feminine period. There are diverse remedial techniques open inmates with unexplained barrenness, which incorporate eager administration with evolving ways of life, usable laparoscopy, COH (clomiphene citrate or gonadotropin) with IUI, and IVF (with or without ICSI). Pune's best IVF doctors are playing out a powerful part in helping accomplices to accomplish pregnancy with the guide of Pune IVF treatments. Since the presentation of Assisted Reproductive Technology (ART) medicines, life partners wishing to start their families in the coming years have gotten easier to deal with since barrenness issues. Some grounded

IVF wellbeing focuses in Pune convey such ART measures, which are prestigious parts of their offices, IVF accomplishment rates, sensible rates, specialist's qualifications, and IVF proficient mastery.

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Did you know that breastfeeding and pregnancy suppress the early onset of menopause? We know there is a lot of advantages to breastfeeding. Breastfeeding protects the newborn against allergies and eczema; they suffer less upset stomach, less diarrhea, and fewer constipation episodes. Breastfeeding also reduces the risk of viruses, IBS, ear infections, and respiratory infections, makes your baby smarter, and the list goes on and on. Well, there are even favorable outcomes for breastfeeding mothers. The advantage of breastfeeding:

Women lose weight due to burning calories

The uterus returns to size quickly

Reduces uterine bleeding

Lowers the risk of breast and ovarian cancer

Well According to Dr. Jennifer Ashton, there was a study done that included over 100,000, which proves both breastfeeding and pregnancy suppress the ovaries and slow down ovulation/production of eggs, which in turn, delays the onset of early menopause. Being age 45 and entering into menopause is what "they" call early menopause. Breastfeeding is said to reduce the early onset of menopause by 28% if breastfeeding 7-12 months. When we look at pregnancy, one pregnancy (full-term) reduces the risk by 8 % of two pregnancies reduces the risk by 16% of three pregnancies reduces the risk by 22%. However, I paid my does to the population by having four children and had to have a hysterotomy, which inspired me to write a book entitled WTF is menopause.

Blog info: www.lmbbooks:The menopause chronicles