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Anonymous asked:
Ok so I have a request! Maybe it’s about when reader was pregnant with Felicia, her and Vi’s daughter, an Vi freaks out when the reader goes into labour. But as soon as Felicia is born, she absolutely adores her daughter already and tears up a little. Not only that but she loves and admires the reader even more for going through the whole birth. Maybe her and reader joke about not having another kid after Felicia due to how painful the birth was. Just some wholesome moment with the new parents.
nickeverdeen answered:
Painful Love | Vi x pregnant!fem!reader
Pairings: Vi x reader (romantic), Felicia x reader (family), Felicia x Vi (family)
Type of fic: Comfort, Fluff
Warnings: Childbirth, Cussing
Summary: When you go into a labor over night Vi takes you to the hospital where you give birth to your daughter Felicia and it becomes just a small wholesome moment between the three of you.
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The contractions started late at night.
At first, you thought it was just the usual discomfort that had been plaguing you these past few weeks. Being nine months pregnant was no joke, and your body ached in ways you never thought possible. But then the pain sharpened, spreading across your lower abdomen in a way that stole your breath.
Oh. Oh no.
You barely had time to register what was happening before another contraction hit, and you gasped, gripping the sheets.
Vi stirred beside you, groggy from sleep. “Huh? What’s—”
Then she saw your face.
And she panicked.
“Oh, shit. Oh, shit. It’s happening, isn’t it?” She shot up so fast she nearly fell out of bed. “Okay, uh—hospital. We need to—fuck, where are my boots? Do you have a bag packed? You do, right? Shit, I should’ve packed a bag. Why didn’t I pack a bag?!”
You let out a weak laugh between contractions. “Vi—”
She was already pacing, running a frantic hand through her hair. “Okay, okay. Breathe. We got this. You got this. I just—fuck!”
“Vi!”
She froze, looking at you with wide, terrified eyes.
You exhaled through the pain, reaching for her hand. “I need you to breathe.”
Vi swallowed hard, squeezing your fingers. “Right. Breathing. I can do that. I—” She blinked. “No, I can’t. We need to go.”
Despite the pain, you couldn’t help but laugh.
The next few hours were a blur.
You had always known childbirth would be painful, but this? This was something else entirely.
Vi stayed by your side the entire time, gripping your hand so tightly you were sure she’d cut off circulation. But she was there, murmuring encouragements between her anxious ramblings, kissing your forehead when she thought you needed it most.
And then, after what felt like an eternity-
A cry filled the room.
Felicia.
Your daughter.
The exhaustion in your body faded a bit the moment they placed her in your arms.
She was so small, wrapped in a soft white blanket, her tiny fingers curling instinctively. Her little nose was scrunched up as she let out another tiny wail, and your heart swelled.
You looked up at Vi, ready to see her usual cocky grin, but instead—
She was crying.
Not full-on sobbing, but her eyes were red and wet, her lips pressed together as if she was trying to hold it all in.
You smiled softly. “Vi?”
She let out a shaky breath, staring at your daughter like she was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. “She’s…” Vi trailed off, swallowing hard. “She’s perfect.”
Your chest ached, this time not from pain but from love.
Vi reached out hesitantly, as if afraid she’d somehow mess this up. But the second her fingers brushed over Felicia’s tiny hand, the baby’s fingers curled around them, holding tight.
Vi let out a breathless laugh. “She’s got one hell of a grip.”
You chuckled, leaning against the pillows. “Just like her mama.”
Vi tore her gaze away from Felicia just long enough to look at you, eyes shining with something indescribable.
And then, to your surprise, she leaned in and kissed your forehead so softly it nearly broke you.
“You’re incredible,” she whispered, brushing a thumb over your cheek. “I mean it. I don’t know how you did that.”
You sighed, already feeling the exhaustion creeping in. “I don’t know either. But I do know one thing.”
Vi raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”
You glanced down at Felicia, then back at Vi with a tired smile. “We are never doing that again.”
Vi snorted. “Oh, hell no. One kid is plenty.”
Felicia let out another tiny noise, her little face scrunching up again, and Vi’s expression softened instantly.
“Still,” she murmured, tracing her finger over Felicia’s tiny hand, “if we were only gonna have one… I think we got the best one.”
You smiled, letting your eyes drift shut, your fingers brushing over Vi’s. “Yeah. We did.”
the next day @ recess flowey threatens a bunch of 3rd graders with the possibility of death
i love when ppl draw flowey being really defensive when it comes to how people treat frisk
A prominent computer scientist who has spent 20 years publishing academic papers on cryptography, privacy, and cybersecurity has gone incommunicado, had his professor profile, email account, and phone number removed by his employer, Indiana University, and had his homes raided by the FBI. No one knows why.
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Fellow researchers took to social media over the weekend to register their concern over the series of events.
"None of this is in any way normal," Matthew Green, a professor specializing in cryptography at Johns Hopkins University, wrote on Mastodon. He continued: "Has anyone been in contact? I hear he’s been missing for two weeks and his students can’t reach him. How does this not get noticed for two weeks???"
In the same thread, Matt Blaze, a McDevitt professor of computer science and law at Georgetown University, said: "It's hard to imagine what reason there could be for the university to scrub its website as if he never worked there. And while there's a process for removing tenured faculty, it takes more than an afternoon to do it."
ACTIVATING DEATH RAY
Your death will be quick and pineless
My life is now better with this pun in it.
Absurd Item: Pinecone Death Ray, which inflicts a pineless death.
ACTIVATING DEATH RAY
Your death will be quick and pineless
My life is now better with this pun in it.
Absurd Item: Pinecone Death Ray, which inflicts a pineless death.
i was supposed to go to bed an hour ago dont tell my mom
my mom says i have to go to bed now which one of u meaners told
who the fudge changed ‘fudgers’ to ‘meaners’
WHO CHANGED IT FROM FUDGERS TO FUDGERS I WILL KISS THE POPSICLE DONT TICKLE ME JAMBOREE
i needed to connect the two posts. these are @throwupgirl’s tags.
