He stood there in the doorway with a gentle smile on his perfect lips. He was currently watching his pregnant wife, (f/n), attempt to continue practicing the traditional dance of their kin. It was amusing, yet heart breaking to see her try so hard at things she used to before discovering about the child growing in her. Every misstep that she took jerked the teacher and the father forward, fearing that she may fall if not assisted. Neither of them could un-sew their worried brows.
Even though she was pregnant, her moves were still as elegant as before- minus the few trips of course. She wasn't even pregnant for that long and she was alr
A mostly quiet birth by holykleenexbatman, literature
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A mostly quiet birth
Her nurses' uniform had grown tight over the last nine months, but somehow she'd managed to squeeze her girth into the white dress. She stood at the emergency room counter, watching as a woman about her size was wheeled in, hissing and panting. It was obvious the woman was in labour, her partner panicking beyond belief as he followed along beside her.
"My wife's about to give birth!" he practically screamed at the nurse, causing her to flinch and touch her ears subtly. Lately, loud noises had been incredibly piercing. She felt a flutter in her belly and rubbed the round mass, easing her own unborn child. Clearly the baby didn't like the nois
Character Profile Outline by KittyFelone, literature
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Character Profile Outline
Okay, before anybody starts to think this is some weird idea, let me explain.
For anyone who knows how to write (and I mean, REALLY knows how to write), you understand that a good story has everything written out on paper first. You know, stuff like Outlines, Plot Triangles, Character Profiles. This might be of a challenge to some of you and tie you down, but unless you are capable of keeping every piece of information in your mind, this is a good resource to fall back on. If you do not need this, then fineyou arent required to use it. According to Science Fiction Writers of America, do
I lived with my mother until I was eleven. She once told me that I was a planned child. Yet when I was twelve she told me she doesn't want me to live with her anymore because "she got her own life now". Now, if she would have been the jetsetting type, I might've understood. When you travel a lot a child can be a burden, limiting you in your personal fulfillment. But my mother spent her newly acquired own life on her butt on the couch, infront of the TV.
Why do you want a child when you get rid of it after twelve years? I have my speculations about this. She separated from my father when I was five, first we went from one hotel to another, aft
Daddy!Levi x Mommy!reader: A brat of our own by iSpiritual, literature
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Daddy!Levi x Mommy!reader: A brat of our own
Levi always had a habit of playing with his wedding ring when he was thinking but it never failed to make his mind wonder, he'd been married to his wife for three years now and it was - as cliche as it was going to sound - the best three years of his life. (First) was the woman that he was proud to call his wife, they'd been together for four years before he'd worked up the balls to get down on one knee and pop the question. To this day he could still remember the shocked expression that quickly melted its way into a beaming smile before you launched yourself into his arms, the word 'Yes' pouring out of your mouth like a prayer - Six months l
Pregnant!ReaderxItaly- My Bambino by MewChero, literature
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Pregnant!ReaderxItaly- My Bambino
“Come out! Come out! Please come out!” Italy said as he rested his head on your swollen belly.
You smiled and ruffled your husband’s hair, “Feli, he or she will come out when they are good and ready. You can’t rush these things.”
“Awww….But I’a want to see our little bambino!”
You shake your head. You and your husband, Feliciano Vargas, who was in fact the very personification of the country of Italy, were expecting your first child. The two of you were supposed to be watching (insert favorite movie), but Italy was more interested in
talking about your soon to be born child.
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Breezie was rummaging through her locker when something poked her in the back. When she turned to look, she gasped upon what she saw. “Oh my goodness, Natalya!” she exclaimed with joy in her voice.
Her Indian friend beamed at her as she rubbed what had poked her friend’s back and made her so surprised. Extending two feet in front of her was her own stomach, swollen as if she’d swallowed a large watermelon whole. The belly skin had of course stretched but had no marks nor blemishes and looked shiny as if an aura was surrounding it. For clothing Natalya was wearing a simple polo tee that only managed to cover her baby b
LevixReader~His Saviour. by MelonCubes, literature
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LevixReader~His Saviour.
You walked down the empty street, a quiet street where the drunk, thugs and the criminals roamed, normally it would be dangerous for a lone woman walking on her own but you were used to this place, you grew up in this location and as you grew, you got the respect from criminals and any people who came across you, you were once a criminal, you were a bastard child resulted in a one night stand between a noble from wall Sina and your mother, once they found out your mother was pregnant with you, your father didn't want anything to do with you, since he was a well respected man and had a reputation to maintain.
You were sent to the orphanage in
WARNING: This story contains pregnancy related belly inflation. Some stuffing and breast inflation are included as well. You have been warned.
SECONDARY WARNING: I'm not a writer. Grammatical errors and poor sentence structure may be ahead (I tried, but I'm not sure).
Alex was a good girl. She always did as she should and was nice to everyone. She never had to be punished when she was growing up either. Her parents loved her and other parents wished their kids were like her. Alex went through her life in a nice and 'safe' way. She didn't hang out with people who would get into trouble, she avoided drugs and alcohol, porn, R rated movies,
A Bundle of Joy - Levi x Reader by what-the-honk, literature
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A Bundle of Joy - Levi x Reader
When you called him into the living room, Levi had no idea just what he was in for. Maybe if he did he would’ve been more prepared for what you would say to him, not that he’d ever find out now.
You sat on the couch, your hands in your lap as you twiddled your thumbs and nervously shifted in your spot. Levi simply waited for you to finally work up the backbone to say whatever it was you were about to say. If he were being completely honest, though, your silence was bugging the ever-living shit out of him.
“Umm… So, Levi…” you mumbled, not even looking him in the face. “Uh, so… there’s so