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otpprompts:

Imagine Person A is pregnant and playing with Person B’s hair as Person B kisses their tummy.

tHAT MOMENT WHERE YOU’RE READING A REPLY AND YOU JUST HAVE TO STOP FOR A SECOND IN AWE WONDERING HOW THE HELL YOU GOT SO LUCKY TO WRITE WITH SUCH AN AMAZING, TALENTED PERSON

oreoofficial:

if u were born in september that means ur parents probably had hot christmas sex and theres nothing u can do about it

firaequis:

She’s happy, genuine, no-bullshit happiness practically radiating out of her pores, and in an echo of earlier in the evening, he offers a brief shrug. 

"I wanted to make sure you were okay." And it’s a simple, no-bullshit answer, even as he is almost hesitant to approach the bed, to see this new person for himself. 

"What’s his name?" 

She is more than okay.  She just gave life to a human being.  She just fulfilled a life long dream that she was told she would never be able to accomplish.  Her family is here.  A little sore, understandably, but she almost doesn’t even feel it compared to everything else.

Edea gestures for him to come a little closer.  ”Seifer, I’d like you to meet Caden.  Caden, this is your big brother,” she coos, planting a kiss on the infant’s head full of jet black hair as a tiny eye peeks open to, perhaps coincidentally, peek up at the big brother in question.