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massivelycreepypineapple · 4 years

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Their Perfect Little Family

Request: Ahhhhh! So I am a regular reader on Tumblr & found your blog today! Your writing is beautiful and I loved it soooo much! And that surgeon Jensen fluff story? Omg❤️ I was curious if you can write gynac Jensen where it's his wife's delivery and he is her gynac and their whole 9 months journey? Like just small parts for everything, Injections, sonograms, cravings, sickness? Make it as a 3-4 parts series if you want or some small bits in a single one shot. Also please write if it's not too much ❤️

Pairing: Gynac!Jensen Ackles x Fem!Reader

Warning: So much FLUFF. Be warned guys! It’s sickening. One or two bad jokes too but I'm not sorry.

A/N: I actually had a lot of fun writing this one. I learnt a lot about pregnancies and gynaecologists caz of all the research I did, which is why it took so long for me to get this out. Sorry bout that!

Feedback is always appreciated, y’all!

Word Count: 3987 (oops! hehe)

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Being married to one of the best ob-gyn in the country definitely had its perks. It sure got Y/N a wonderful penthouse that was on the 25th floor, a balcony with a killer view and a lifestyle that was definitely not bad. It wasn’t that she needed this to be happy, but it sure didn’t hurt. But the biggest perk of all was the comfort Y/N took in knowing that she and her baby were in safe hands with her husband.

It was only yesterday when she found out that she was pregnant. It wasn’t that she and Jensen were trying for a baby. The irony wasn’t lost on her. He delivered so many babies but they never talked about having one themselves. But that didn’t stop her from feeling joy at the prospect of being a mother. At the same time, to say that she was nervous of his reaction was an understatement. So when Jensen came home that night, she lost her nerve and decided to find a better way to tell him.

Which is why the next day she found herself at the hospital where he works and asked the receptionist for an appointment with him. She knew he didn’t have a lot of patients today and it would be the perfect time and the perfect way to tell him. Y/N sat in the waiting room, drinking water and flipping through a magazine when her name was called. She made her way into the room and saw Jensen typing away in his computer.

“Please take a seat, I’ll be with you in a moment” He said very professionally and without looking up.

“Is that how you're gonna greet your wife, Dr. Ackles?” Y/N smirked at him.

She watched in amusement as he looked at her in surprise and a grin creeping onto his face. He quickly made his way around the table and hugged her. He kissed her softly on the lips.

“To what do I owe this pleasure, Mrs. Ackles?”

“Can’t a girl simply make an appointment to see her husband?” She teased.

“She can,” He said with a smirk and wrapping his arms around her waist. “But she’ll be keeping him from some very important work.”

“Well, in that case, I’ll just have to put you to work huh?”

“Why are you here, Y/N?”

“I have an appointment with you, Jay.”

“Yes, I know” He said before frowning, “Is everything okay? What’s wrong?” He went behind his desk to look at her file for the first time that day. In which he noticed that she was here for a sonogram for being pregnant. Y/N watched his eyes go wide and she bit her lip, unsure of how he’d react.

“W-what” He whispered. He looked up at her and immediately made his way to her again. “Are you serious? How long have you known, Y/N?”

“Since yesterday, Jay. I wanted to tell you last night but I was nervous and scared. Then I figured I could surprise you here.”

He breathed out with a laugh. “We’re pregnant,” He said in awe. He quickly wrapped her up in his arms and held her tightly. “This is amazing, sweetheart. I’m so happy!”

“I’m happy too, Jay.” Y/N replied tearing up.

He wiped her tears with his thumb and kissed her deeply. He held her in his arms for a little bit longer.

“Let’s go get you that sonogram, yeah?”

“Yeah” She grinned.

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30 mins later

Y/N found herself lying on the bed in the sonogram room. Jensen was setting up the monitor. She was nervous and so was he. She could see him fiddling with the thing and trying to set it up right. He was slightly cursing to himself due to nervousness. When everything was set up, he made his way with the gel and the scanner. He sat down on the stool beside her bed. The nurse had offered to help but he refused. This was his wife and his child. He wanted it to be just them. He pulled her t-shirt up, Y/N helped him out by pulling it higher.

“This is gonna be a bit cold.” He said before applying the gel to the scanner. But Jensen didn’t move. He kept staring at her tummy with a nervous look on his face.

“Babe” Y/N whispered to him. He didn’t budge. She grabbed his hand that was holding her t-shirt and only then did he get out of his trance and looked up at her.

“I-I’m scared, Y/N. That’s our baby in there. It’s one thing to do this for other patients, but this is ours.”

“I’m scared too, Jay. But this baby is going to be so lucky to have you as a father. It’s going to be okay.” Y/N sat up a little to place her palm on the side of his face. He leaned into it and they stayed like that for a couple of seconds with her caressing his face. It was calming to the both of them.

Jensen placed the scanner on her tummy, making her flinch a little because of the cold. The monitor in front lit up with a picture of their little bean and they could hear the heartbeat.

“You see right there?” Asked Jensen tearing up a bit and pointing to a small area on the screen. “That’s our little girl or boy.”

Y/N was sniffling. “It’s so small” She whispered, making him chuckle.

“Yeah. That’s our little pea, Y/N. You’re about 5 weeks along, sweetheart.” He said, looking into her tear filled eyes with a big smile.

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3rd month in

It was 4am and Y/N found herself throwing up her dinner down the toilet. It was all nice and exciting when they first found out about the baby. But as the third month rolled in, morning sickness was royally kicking her ass. She threw up once again into the toilet and right then she felt an arm wrap around her waist as the other pulled her hair back. She felt Jensen kneel behind her as he helped her through this ordeal.

“I hate this, Jay! When will this end?” She said sniffling.

“I know, honey. I know” He soothed her.

“It was supposed to end by now! You said three months!” She exclaimed.

“I know sweetheart. But sometimes it takes longer.” He kissed her temple.

Y/N puked one last time before getting up and washing in the sink. Jensen then led her back to bed and made her drink two glasses of water. He then crawled in next to her. She immediately turned around to become little spoon so Jensen could wrap her in his arms and place his hand on her growing stomach.

Ever since she started showing, Jensen had become more and more touchy. He loved placing his hands on her stomach, talking to the baby or even singing to it on some nights. He even got over protective of her. He worried about her constantly and made sure she drank a lot of water, much to her protest. But it was necessary to keep her hydrated. He noticed that her morning sickness was worse than what mothers normally go through. The doctor part of him knew that it was nothing too bad, but the husband and father part of him worried a lot.

The next day before leaving for home, he made sure to write a prescription for nausea tablets to help her out a little. He hated seeing her in such discomfort. He also in the last week rearranged his schedule to make sure he was at home with Y/N. She had the liberty to work from home but she didn’t realise that Jensen was home more than usual. Call it pregnancy brain or whatever. Or perhaps she just enjoyed it so much she didn’t question it. Until she didn’t…

Y/N was standing on the dining chair to get something from a high shelf. She wanted to do something nice for Jensen and decided to make his favourite. Just as she was about to grab whatever she needed, she heard the keys in the lock and the door open.

“Honey I’m home!” He chuckled.

“Hi baby!” She said, hoping he wouldn’t come into the kitchen just yet and see her. But of course, knowing him the first thing he always did was greet her with a kiss. Jensen came into the kitchen and froze. He immediately placed the medicine bag on the counter and rushed to her side.

“Y/N! How many times do I have to tell you to stop doing this?!” He said irritated. He grabbed her waist and helped her down.

“God, Jensen! Stop babying me! I was fine! I just needed to get some stuff that’s all!” She snapped at him.

“It’s not fine! It won’t be fine if the chair topples over! It’s not just you okay? It’s our kid who’ll get hurt too!” He yelled.

“I know that! God you never let me forget! The damn nausea doesn’t let me forget! You’re always hovering around me. It’s like you’re home more than at work!” She yelled back. That’s when it hit her that it was only 3:30 in the afternoon and Jensen was home. “Why are you home so early, Jay?” She said her voice softer.

He sighed and rubbed his face. “I want to be here with you ok? So I rearranged my schedule a bit.”

Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her head on his shoulder. “You don’t have to do that. You’re a gynaecologist, Jay. You know I’ll be fine.”

He hugged her back and said softly, “I know. But I’ve seen mothers miscarry or sometimes it’s really touch and go for both of them. They fall and get hurt. I can’t have that happen to you or our little bean, Y/N.”

She hugged him tighter. “I didn’t realise it was harder for you. I’m sorry I’ve been so stubborn and irritable.”

“It’s okay, you get to be. But please just save me the heart attack.” He said chuckling.

“Yeah okay” Y/N grinned at him before kissing his lips.

“Let’s order in tonight.”

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A week later

Jensen just finished with a patient and walked into the sonogram room. Y/N was waiting for him in there, ready to find out the gender of their baby. An intern, James, was setting everything up and making small talk with Y/N. Jensen was training him and he figured that he could help out with this.

“Hi, honey” Smiled Y/N “Ready for the moment of truth?”

“God, I’m nervous” Grinned Jensen.

“Me too” She smiled back.

He smiled softly and kissed her forehead. James got the scanner prepared and placed it on her stomach. The monitor lit up and showed their baby. Y/N was holding onto Jensen’s hand really tightly and his grip on her was no less hard.

“Congratulations guys, it’s a boy!” Grinned James.

“Thanks, James.” Whispered Jensen, not taking his eyes off the screen. He made his way where James was seated and patted his shoulder. James got the message and passed the scanner to him and left the room with a short goodbye to Y/N. Jensen took a seat and pressed the scanner back.

“Our baby boy, Jay” Whispered Y/N tearing up. “And he’s so much bigger than the last time.” She gave a watery chuckle.

Jensen grinned at her, “Yeah, he’s gonna grow up strong like his mamma.”

“He’s going to have the best daddy in the world.” She looked at him with such love in her eyes.

Jensen dropped the scanner and grabbed her face and kissed her hard and rested his forehead against hers.

“I love you so much, Y/N”

“I love you too, Jay”

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5th month in

“You need to eat healthy, Y/N. It’s good for you and Charles.” Said Jensen sternly holding a plate of green stuff in their kitchen. It was the weekend and they were both having a relaxing day in and Y/N was hoping for junk food and movies that night. But lately, Jensen was becoming this crazy ‘eat healthy’ advocate and it’s been driving her up the walls.

“Firstly Jay, we’re not calling him, Charles. He’s not related to the royal family for Christ’s sake. And secondly, keep that rubbish away from me and my baby.” She said crossing her arms.

“Hey! Charles is a fine name!” He exclaimed. “And no, you have to eat this, sweetheart. You promised to eat what I say if I go easy on your exercise.”

“Jay please!” She whined. “I had crappy green stuff for breakfast. I can’t do this again! I want tacos. Your son wants tacos!”

“Okay, how bout you eat this now, and I’ll make you tacos in the morning.” Jensen reasoned.

“No.”

“Y/N…”

“You eat that crappy stuff if you want but I’m making myself a bacon sandwich.” She said and began fixing herself a sandwich. “With loads of bacon!”

Jensen groaned at that. She loved testing him. Sure he could be a little overprotective. But he just wanted them healthy. Was that too much to ask? Does being a doctor have no value anymore? But she did have a point, the green stuff was crappy. He threw the thing away, “Make me one too”.

She smirked at him triumphantly and went about making what normal people considered food. “And definitely not Charles!”

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Few hours later

“Jay” Y/N whispered. It was 1am and they were in bed, Jensen fast asleep. “Jay” she said a little louder, making him mumble and wake up a little.

“Are you asleep?” She asked.

“Y/N, I love you. But I won’t hesitate to gag you.” He mumbled sleepily.

“But Jay, I want ice cream.”

“There’s some in the freezer, go and get it.”

“But that’s chocolate. I want pistachio.”

Jensen groaned louder at that. “Can you manage with chocolate? I’ll get you pistachio tomorrow.”

“But what if I don’t crave it tomorrow?”

“Oh my god, Y/N. Just eat the damn chocolate for now! I have an early day tomorrow.” He snapped lightly without meaning to, trying to get back to sleep.

Y/N huffed at him and began to sit up. She teared up at that. Pregnancy hormones were a real bummer. She had no control. She knew she was being unreasonable but she couldn’t help it. She felt guilty for putting Jensen through this, but at the same time she was annoyed with him for being so comfortable.

The bed shook a bit as she placed her feet on the ground, waking Jensen up again. He noticed her sniffling. He sighed a bit and got out of bed and made his way to her side. He kneeled down in front of her, “I’m sorry sweetheart. I didn’t mean to snap.”

“It’s okay” She mouthed trying not to sob. But that didn’t last long and she started crying. Jensen immediately sat beside her and pulled her into his side and rubbed her back.

“Shh.. I got you. It’s gonna be okay. You’re okay.” He whispered to her, placing kisses on the top of her head.

“I’m sorry! I don’t know why i’m crying.”

“Don’t apologise, baby. It’s your hormones. They’re just a little out of whack right now.” He reassured her. “Just let go, honey. I got you. I’m sorry I snapped. I love you so much.”

He held her like that for a while until she calmed down. “Go back to sleep, Jay. You have an early day.”

“Nope, you come first right now. I’m going to get you some pistachio ice cream okay?” He said getting dressed.

“Can I come with you? I don’t want to be alone” Y/N asked hesitantly.

Jensen gave her a big smile. “Midnight snack with the mother of my baby? How could I say no?”

He gave her his sweatshirt to wear and helped her up to the main door. On the way Y/N stopped suddenly wincing slightly. Jensen panicked, “Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”

“I-I think I felt a kick” She whispered. She took his hand and placed it on her stomach. And as if the baby could feel his dad, he kicked once more. Jensen’s whole face lit up at that. He was grinning so wide. He dropped to his knees and kissed her tummy. “God, this is amazing.” he then began talking to his baby, “Hi, there little man. It’s your daddy. I can’t believe you kicked for the first time. Your mamma and I love you so much, my little pea. We can’t wait to meet you.”

Y/N was tearing up again but this time it was because of the overwhelming love she had for her husband. Watching him talk to her belly so softly, this was it for her. Her perfect family. She didn’t think she could fall in love with Jensen anymore, but this moment right here. She fell in love all over again, the ice cream long forgotten.

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7th month in

Y/N was sitting on the hospital bed in Jensen’s room. She was due for her first TT shot and she was not happy about that to say the least.

“Why are we doing this again?” She asked.

“So you and the baby are safe from diseases. It’s a preventative measure, sweetheart.”

“Jay you know how I feel about needles.” She said, staring wide eyed at the monstrosity in his hand.

He wiped her left arm with a cotton swab, making her flinch. “I know, I’m right here and I’ll be gentle. It’s only a tiny prick.”

“How bout we do this later?” She asked nervously.

“Just relax, baby. The more you relax your muscles the less it’ll hurt. Trust me.” He smiled at her sweetly. He kissed her lips hard making her relax a little. “That’s better.” He said.

“Do you calm all your patients this way, Jay?” Y/N asked, dazed from the kiss.

“Only the ones I’m having a baby with.” He teased, before sticking the needle in her slowly.

“Jay!” She exclaimed from the sudden pain, not too loud but enough to show her distress.

“It’s over. See?” He said pulling it out and cleaning up. He sat back down beside her and placed a hand on her stomach. She was getting bigger and he loved it so much. “Now you and little pea are going to be just fine.”

“That was more than a prick, Jay! You’re such a prick yourself!” She pouted at him, making him laugh and kiss her pout away.

“That was such a terrible pun, sweetheart. Besides, You’re fine. You just need one more two weeks from now and then no more shots for you.”

“Oh hell no, Ackles! Stay away from me!” she glared at him and wobbled out the room. Jensen shook his head at her retreating form and laughed a little. He wasn’t worried, he knew he’d be able to get her back in for one more. God, she was adorable.

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8th month in

Jensen had taken leave until the baby arrived and a little longer. Both of them were getting nervous as they got closer to 9 months. They baby proofed the whole house and began setting up the baby room. Y/N was at the last mile of the pregnancy and it was not fun. Her ankles were swollen like crazy and her back was constantly in pain. Her need to pee became quite frequent, disrupting her peace. She got more emotional and poor Jensen took the brunt of it. But he took it happily understanding what she was going through.

One afternoon Jensen was called into work despite his holiday. It was an emergency and being head of the department it required his presence. But he didn’t want to leave Y/N alone in the house so he figured she’d be safer with him at the hospital where there are professionals to help her if needed.

That’s where Y/N found herself, bored to death and she sat in his office reading a book. An hour later and there was still no sign of Jensen. She decided to take a small walk to stretch her legs. As she was walking around occasionally greeting familiar faces, she felt a small pain in her abdomen. Jensen had already told her about false labor and what to expect from it. But that still didn’t prepare her for the shock and mild panic. She leant against the wall and clutched her stomach as the pain came again. One of the nurses noticed her discomfort and helped her to a couch. She paged Dr. Ackles and sat with her until he arrived.

10mins later Jensen got to her and helped her to his room. He made her lie down on the bed and felt around her abdomen, making sure it was just Braxton Hicks and nothing serious. He smiled softly at her and kissed her forehead once he made sure.

“It’s just Braxton Hicks, baby. Nothing to worry about.”

“Nothing to worry about?! That motherfucker hurt!” She glared at him.

He raised his hands in defence, amused at her, “It’s just your body preparing itself for the actual birth.” He explained.

“Jeez, can’t wait for that.” She said getting up. “Can we go home now, Jay?”

“Yeah sweetheart, let’s go”

Man, her mood swigs are going to be the death of him.

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9th month in

Y/N was reading a book on the couch in the living room while Jensen fell asleep while watching tv. The due date was almost here and they were as prepared as can be. They had the hospital bag ready to go. Jensen let the hospital know that he’d be the one delivering his child. No one else was allowed near his wife’s vagina. His words exactly. Now all they had to do was wait till their son was ready to come out. They hadn’t decided on a name yet. But they weren’t too worried about that. They’d figure that out eventually.

Y/N’s thoughts were interrupted when she felt a warm wetness run down her leg. Her eyes widened when she realised what happened.

“Jay!” She yelled, but the man slept like a log. She threw a pillow at him and he woke up groggy.

“What? What happened?”

“Jay, my water broke!”

“Oh.. well then fix it.” He said, without thinking and in a sleep induced haze snuggling back into the sofa.

Y/N was taken aback by his reaction. “My husband, the great doctor, ladies and gentleman!” she exclaimed. “Jensen, my water broke! Your son wants to come out! NOW! STAT!” She yelled at him. That did it. It was quite comical the way he sprung out of the sofa and rushed to her.

“What?! Why didn’t you say that!?” He shouted. Making her laugh at him.

They rushed to the hospital, Jensen parted ways with her for a little bit to get prepped. Y/N was taken to the delivery room and they got her into a hospital gown and ready for birth. She wasn’t fully dilated yet and the contractions were getting more and more painful. Jensen sat with her the entire time, checking every so often to see if she was good to go.

“You know”, began Y/N she was all woozy from the pain, medication and tiredness. “Your profession really helps with the sex.”

Jensen laughed at that and blushed a little. “It sure does, sweetheart.”

“We did good making our baby boy” She mumbled. “It was so much fun.”

“Alright Y/N, let’s meet our boy, hmm? Push when I tell you to, baby” He said.

After hours of tiresome labour, they finally had their baby boy with them. The nurse took him away for a bit to clean him up and Jensen was tearing up as he made sure Y/N was alright. He kissed her lips before saying, “You did such an amazing job, baby. I’m so proud of you. Love you.”

“I love you so much, Jay.”

The nurse placed their son in Y/N’s arms and left. The two of them sat in awe looking at the little bundle. Their beautiful son was here and well. And Y/N realised just how lucky she was to share this experience with her husband, who got to deliver their son.

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eliasbouchardslut · 3 years

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Hey I'm super terrified of dentists/getting my wisdom teeth removed and you seem pretty chill throughout this whole thing, any wisdom/encouragement about pain levels and general discomfort?

I am so happy to tell you everything! the first dentist I went to actually referred me to this oral surgeon. so in total I saw him twice, yesterday and then today. yesterday I was horribly nervous even going to the consult, he calmly explained what needed to be done and took the time to listen to my concerns which helped a lot. he was even willing to squeeze me in the next day. so just so everyone knows, I hadn't been to the dentist for 8 years before this, so I truly went from zero to emergency wisdom teeth removal.

I'll go ahead and give you a full rundown of how today went, because I know that's something I find helpful and I also always want to be as open as possible.

BELOW THE CUT: description of surgery, discussion of surgery

so! first thing I need to say is it was expensive. I literally cannot make anyone feel better about that cuz its hella sucky for me to.

for today, they took me back to the room, a nurse introduced herself and had me lie back. she placed 2 electrodes on my chest and one on my stomach and placed the blood pressure cuff. she also gave me some oxygen on my nose and a pulse monitor. the doctor came in and he asked me what specifically I was worried about and reassured me again. he placed an IV and basically just sat there until I told him that I thought I was sedated enough for him to proceed. the most uncomfortable part of the whole thing is the injections to numb the area, but even those he held on to my shoulder while he did them. After the anesthesia kicked in, I was not asleep, but it was a sort of twilight sleep. I knew what was going on, but it was hard to keep my eyes open and I was super tired. When he went to take the teeth out, I would just feel tugging with no pain, and saw noises when the teeth needed to be broken down. there was no pain, just pressure, and when the pressure got to be a lil too much I would vocalize a moan and he would put his hand on my shoulder and say over and over "you're doing great Katherine were almost done" and then with a bunch more dumb tugging, he told me it was done. I felt fine, totally fine. They waited for me to wake up a bit more before they called my mom in and they went over instructions and had someone help me downstairs. I felt 100% fine besides numb.

One thing that really made me feel comfortable is during the procedure I asked for someone to hold my hand and they specifically got a nurse for holding my hand, which really made me feel better.

The recovery is what has sucked the worst so far. The first 3 hours after were the worst in my experience. Lots of blood and spit and pain, but not the worst pain I've ever had. I'd say a 6/10, but my dentist gave me really strong pain meds to take, which took about 30 mins to kick in, but once they did, it was almost like I was back to normal. As long as I was laying down, I felt no pain at all. I was just able to eat some mashed potatoes without incident and it didn't hurt, and I am gonna have to put my ice packs back on soon.

My advice to you if you end up having to get them taken out is to buy a bunch of soft food the night before so you have a stash and to have someone there to take care of you. my mom has been doing her own thing, but I've been texting her when I need something.

It sucks, but I know there's no other choice. I had to get mine out. I will say it really was not as bad as I thought.

#ask #anon

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litterpuffin2 · 3 years

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High Strength Focused Ultrasound tightens loose connective tissue, producing suppleness and also lifting to locations of sagging skin. HIFU Facelift uses the skin's all-natural collagen restoration process to bring your skin's young people back to life. Incredibly, hifu facelift princes risborough @ collagenrestore is already looking much better, simply 9 hrs later and also the scarring is less pigmented. I'm so delighted I booked extra treatments to get the complete suggested training course. The most effective non-surgical renovations are the ones that are performed by fully educated aesthetician with years of experience.

You can return to normal activity quickly after your therapy. The HIFU facial is a non-invasive therapy, nonetheless you might experience a minor pain, discomfort, or heat during the therapy. This is just really quick, although the setups may be altered to match your needs. At Pure Hair & Appeal Nottingham we offer the very most current anti-ageing skin therapies.

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This can proceed for one more, depending upon the condition of the skin. Future touch up appointments are advised to keep pace with the aging process nonetheless, this varies by specific customers. A gel is applied to the area that will certainly be treated and the ultrasonic tool is passed over the skin. A single location can be dealt with which roughly takes about 30 to 40 minutes, a full face and neck treatment takes around 90 minutes. We provide medical, visual as well as day spa therapies, offered to publication individually or as bespoke clinic day packages. https://collagenrestore.net/hifu/beaconsfield/ under the deep skin, to support the SMAS layer, eliminate wrinkles.

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This implies the HIFU can provide similar outcomes to that of surgical procedures, without needing to place bodies into threat or take some time off job to recuperate. It takes 6-8 weeks for results to be seen due to muscle being fixed. HIFU addresses skin that is mild to moderately loose or lax, especially by refurbishing and also restoring the skin from within. HIFU will lift the brow, which consequently lowers excess skin on the eyelids, opens up the eyes, as well as provides a more refreshed look in general. Most especially for me, after significant weight loss I was entrusted to a huge amount of loose skin on my stomach. I was seriously considering an abdominoplasty which is clearly an extreme procedure.

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The treatment as a whole lasts between mins depending on the dimension of therapy area. The treatment is performed worldwide every day, ultrasound power is additionally made use of in a large range of medical procedures. The goal of HIFU is to tighten, lift and also recover youth to the skin, for that reason the procedure is ideal suited for those who have actually seen that a specific area has actually started to lax or appear much less vibrant. 1.5 mm-- HIFU therapy improves face wrinkles by targeting new neo-collagen, elastin as well as hyaluronic acid in the superficial derma at 1.5 mm. The non-surgical HiFu Facelift therapy focuses on the neck, cheeks and also forehead, where it attains outstanding outcomes. A lot of individuals need one treatment, depending upon the degree of skin laxity as well as advanced ageing, some clients may require 2 treatments.

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You must remember that although it's a wonderful innovation in non surgical anti-ageing, it's not mosting likely to provide you the outcomes of surgery. That claimed, considering it's a procedure without side-effects as well as no incisions it's a remarkable treatment. HIFU targets the skin, the dermis and also the deepness of 4.5 mm which is the Superficial Muscular Aponeurotic System layer. HIFUs capability to target as well as tighten the SMAS layer is just one of the major reasons why it is such a revolutionary, non-invasive therapy.

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There will certainly be an initial consultation with an Aesthetics Of Liverpool specialist to review your problems and also goals. Throughout the treatment a hand held tool is conformed the picked therapy area (e.g Face) this gadget delivers High Intensity Focused Ultrasound to the skin. The treatment is pain totally free however some clients might feel a small ache or tingling over bone locations.

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Welcome to the World my dearest son. Nadashi Siripatana, was born on Saturday February, 1st, 2020 Sydney, Australia.

Let’s throwback a bit before it all began. I remember by the time we got here in early of May 2019, we were getting settled, adjusting new daily routines and managing our lives in all perspectives. From getting a cozy home to choosing the good-enough private health insurance. After we got all these and felt quite settled with our (financial) situation, I realize I was late. Before we did the test, we were pretty okay and not panicked if we were to expect another child. We were mentally ready and I was physically ready to deal with pregnancy again. Except, $$$ that we were quite worried. But Alhumdullilah, it was manageable. Of course, unlike in Saudi, we were insured. But here, a day after we got insurance, we knew we were expecting. I called my insurance company and unfortunately, they only cover birth & pregnancy after 12-month of waiting period. In Saudi we had BUPA insurance, in here they also got BUPA but the coverage is not the same as in Saudi. In Saudi, I got there less than 3 months and pregnancy & birth was fully covered. (How we missed Middle East lol) After that, I couldn’t wait to find out. So off we went to Royal Hospital for Women (10 mins walk from our house) and set appointment to meet with the midwife in my 14th week. If you have a normal pregnancy here, you will not meet your midwife and your GP (from any clinic of your choice). The OB-GYN doctors are for high risk pregnancy only, it makes sense. My whole pregnancy check-up, I managed to meet GP twice and 5 times with my midwife.

After we been living here for almost a year, Australia work and life balance is at its best. Most people I know or talked to, works 3 days a week at office and the rest work from home or not working at all. This way, both parents got to spend time with kids not only on weekend but also on weekdays. No wonder when I first came here and brought Insha to the park, there are some dads who brought kids to playground and do all mom’s jobs. It’s a new normal for us. I was also surprised knowing that the nurses at the hospital works 3 days a week only and with total of 36 hours a week. Isn’t that great?

Nadashi at 20th week ultrasound

With this pregnancy, I was craving for all the sweets and chocolate mousse in the first half of my human-incubation period. Until I had my sugar tested and surprise surprise! I had pregger diabetes (GDM;Gestational Diabetes Mellitus) and I had to stop all sweets, no white rice nor white bread, control my diet and lots of walk and prenatal yoga. My midwife appointed me to meet with the group for women with GDM and really, Australia has a very impressive health care system. You will feel that they really care about you. They don’t want you risking by having a too-large baby and ended up with C-section. Ahh, I don’t want it too. So I was extra careful with my diet though it was such a torture to not eat what I craved for when pregnant.

12-hour before getting into labour!

Birth time! Insha was born right on her due date at 40 weeks, so I didn’t expect Nadashi to want to come out earlier than week 39th. A day before I was in labour, we went downtown Sydney and I was walking like I’m still far from baring child. But walking a lot also naturally induce the labour.

At 6am in the morning next day (Feb, 1st), I was lying in bed after a constant trips to the toilet. I felt my water broke and then contraction started literally 3-5 minutes apart (already? I thought it’d start at every 20 minutes or 10 at first but 3-5 mins right away). I kid myself that ‘Nuhh, not yet. I’m too sleepy to be in labour now” I was sure that it wasn’t Braxton hicks because it was repeated and also hurt like hell. I decided to wait to see another 30 minutes and it was the same. Oh man! he’s coming, he’s really coming!

Then I called “Delivery Suit” at hospital and explained my situation. They asked me to take hot shower and have breakfast and then come to the hospital. So I did, but I couldn’t eat because the contraction got stronger and more painful that it hurts like my pelvis being crushed by a tractor. I woke Adil and Insha, “We need to go to hospital now. Nadashi is coming” .. my last-day-only-child then said “It’s February already?” Haha, yep, she knew Nadashi will come in February. We walked to hospital. It was 8am. when we were walking I had like 5-6 contractions along the way. Ain’t I crazy.

Delivery Suit

At hospital (8am), Delivery Suit. One of the on-duty midwife (Kim) welcomed me right at the door. Everything felt so calm and quiet. Kim brought me straight to our delivery room. A spacious purple room, big windows that we could see UNSW, bathroom attached, birthing ball and fully quipped suit for delivery. I wasn’t ready to be honest with all the birth thing (again) but at the same time, I also couldn’t wait to meet my new lover.

I had Kim and Nicole assisted me at the first stage of getting into labour. That time I was wondering how far along was my dilation because I needed the most magical thing in my life, Epidural. I asked Kim that I need an epidural and she checked I was 3cm. dilated. With Insha, I had epi at 5cm. which is good timing not too early and not too late. But with the 2nd birth, I figured it dilated quicker so I decided to have it asap. Of course, there’s lot of consent to be made due to the possible (1 in 10) side effects. I consent, I consent, I consent. I couldn’t stand any more pain from this. It crushed me. I thought I could do better this time round, but no, it’s such a trauma to feel it again. I cried few times to be honest. How can women, other women, handle this pain without any drugs? You really are super super human.

Delivery SuitI had Kim and Nicole assisted me at the first stage of getting into labour. That time I was wondering how far along was my dilation because I needed the most magical thing in my life, Epidural. I asked Kim that I need an epidural and she checked I was 3cm. dilated. With Insha, I had epi at 5cm. which is good timing not too early and not too late. But with the 2nd birth, I figured it dilated quicker so I decided to have it asap. Of course, there’s lot of consent to be made due to the possible (1 in 10) side effects. I consent, I consent, I consent. I couldn’t stand any more pain from this. It crushed me. I thought I could do better this time round, but no, it’s such a trauma to feel it again. I cried few times to be honest. How can women, other women, handle this pain without any drugs? You really are super super human.

Finally! Epidural time

At around 10am, the anesthesiologist came. She brought papers with her and explained everything to me (exactly like in Saudi) and I consent to every words said. Only this time round, the procedure is quite different. And I must say, it is better than the Saudi one. The one I had in Saudi was all at once injection. The needle was 4 inches long and really thick one stuck into my spine. My lower body felt all numb after that in less than 2 minutes and I couldn’t even lift my legs. It was amazing to not feel any labour pain at all but I think it’s better to at least feel something without any pain.

Here, they connected the epidural tube on the built-in wall and attached some needle to my back. I don’t remember where exactly but there was something like a locket hanging on my shoulder which passed epidural into me every 20-40 minutes. Every time it kicked in, it felt chilly a bit. At first, I felt no contraction pain but a bit of pressure at my bottom (bearable) and then the other was feeling a bit like small menstrual cramp. Anyway, epidural delayed delivery time. So from 10am, I was scrolling my phone, chatting, netflixing, and was napping till around 3pm. then Kim came in and said that looking from heart rate and other things (from machine) I was almost 10cm dilated. We should get ready to have little bub come out around 3.45pm or so. How exciting! Adil and Insha went out to the playground and came back once I told them we’re so ready for Nadashi!

“Okayy, you’re contracting now, PUSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” Kim asked me to have our first push. I did feel small cramp which without epidural, I would feeling being struck by a train and cut myself in 2, literally dying. We tried several times and I took so many deep breathes but Nadashi and my body did not cooperate well. We tried for like 20 mins or so and unsuccessful but baby was still happy not in distress. Then, we needed doctor to come and see the situation. He said that the baby’s head is down and he was curling to the side. His spine was on the side when it supposed to be against your tummy. So, he re-positioned the baby. (Imagine, putting all hand inside the move him from the inside. Oh lord. I felt nothing only pressure without pain while he changed his position. I was exhausted from all the pushing (many times) almost an hour later, doc said, okay, if it’s not coming out this time, we might need to cut lil’bit. I was thinking .. no way. okay, i’ll be pushing all my energy out now so I don’t need that cut just to let him out, nooooo!” This time, I did pushed really hard and I could feel the ball shape was coming out then deep breathe and that long push from the body and then deep breathe that last push till all body parts are out! Like I mentioned, my lower part wasn’t all numb it just no pain from contraction, so I could feel the baby human was coming out. It’s still a trauma. really big trauma. I can’t . I don’t want to do it anymore but maybe one more .. after I saw him for the first time and fell in love all over again. Alhumdullilah for everything. At 4.42pm. healthy baby boy, weight 3.2kg, 52cm in length. was finally out into the world.

In Australia, normally if you have normal child delivery and there’s no complication, you can leave hospital after 6 hours of delivery. I had to stay at least 48 hours because during pregnancy I had GDM so they had to monitor baby’s sugar level. Me and Nadashi spent one night in the hospital and I asked the nurse if we could go home next day because after 24 hours checking his blood pricking test, it was all fine and if I have to,I can prick him at home. I also told the nurse frankly that we’re not covered by insurance so within the deposit limit, I’d prefer to stay one night only. Then she said, the Pediatrician will come check Nadashi and she’ll see if we could go home. Alhumdulillah, all is well so we all went home on the 2nd evening.

Alhumdulillah, all is well and it’s time to go home!

Not only great service from Royal Hospital for Women, we also got NSW Baby Bundle full of baby essentials! (worth of $300); Baby playmat, first aid, room temperature indicator, baby Australian books, nappy cream, hand sanitizer, changing mat, baby swaddle, baby sleeping bag, baby milestones card, breast-pad, diaper bag.

Once we’re home, my personal midwife who I’ve visited during prenatal check-up come visit us at home. One day after deliver and the other 2 days during first week post-delivery. Overall, to check my health and baby’s. Checking baby’s weight, baby jaundice, checking on how he latch, checking my recovery etc.

After few days home, hospital also contacted us to have a heading test for Nadashi.

I’m not sure if Nadashi is a good baby or it’s just my biological clock that got used to the wake up in middle of night. But he could sleep longer than Insha as far as I remember. Insha was every 2 hours and Nadashi sleeps 3-5 hours. I even had few dreams before I woke up and realized that I’m a newborn mom, I have to wake him up to feed now. He’s just a deep sleeper!

Thanks for reading about my first week of life. I hope you all have a blessing days ahead.

How much it cost for out-patient delivery cost (For temporary research activity visa 408);

Midwife consulting A$147 (6 visits)

GP visit A$90 and A$60 (twice)

Ultrasound at week 20th A$270

Blood test and glucose testing was covered by our private insurance

Delivery package (A night stay) A$1,383

GDM consult A$77

*The hospital required us to pay deposit of $6,000 2-month before month of admission.

You Are My Sonshine, Nadashi Welcome to the World my dearest son. Nadashi Siripatana, was born on Saturday February, 1st, 2020 Sydney, Australia.

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I woke up to a warm body pressed to my back and light breaths against my ear, ruffling my hair. I stayed still for a few minutes, just listening to my boyfriend snoring away gently in my ear as he shifted, his arm moving around me, as he woke up too.

Normally I would groan and pull his arm back tighter around me and he would chuckle, kiss me and remind me that he needed to get up if he wanted to be presentable for the day.

Today, however, I let his arm cautiously move away from me and I closed my eyes quickly as he leant over to check if I was awake or not.

“Baby, you up?” he asked, his morning voice husky.

I was tempted to just stay still so by the time he was in the bathroom, I could make a big show of waking up but I sighed, turning over to look at him. “Yep,” I said tiredly. He smiled softly and to my surprise, flopped back to lie down beside me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, bringing me closer to his chest.

This was completely new. Sehun’s morning routine was waking us up, heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth, shower and get dressed for the day while I’d laze around in his bed for a while or get up and start making our breakfast. When he was done, he’d come to the kitchen and take over while I’d get ready then we’d eat and leave to start our respective days. It had solidified even more over the months and the only change had been seeing even less of each other since we both got busy.

These days we rarely spent nights together unless he showed up on my doorstep or specifically called me. He didn’t spend time wandering about me in the morning. If I didn’t wake up he’d just leave and go off to get ready and I’d get up to sound of the water running and him singing his warm ups.

He could probably tell that my body had stiffened in surprise because he hummed a tune and rubbed a soothing hand down my back. “I was thinking maybe we could spend ten minutes to catch up to anything we’ve missed out on in the week?” he asked softly.

My first thought was panic. Why was he doing this now? He was sweet yes, loving yes, caring yes, but he wasn’t these things when he knew he had to rush to get to the dance room and start his exercises.

“Sehun, is something wrong?” I asked quietly.

“No, why, does something need to be wrong so I’d get to properly talk to you?” he asked.

“You tell me.” I muttered and he sighed, his hand moving to massage the back of my neck. “Nothing’s wrong, Y/N. I just want to know how you’ve been. I haven’t been…paying a lot of attention to you lately. I know you don’t like it. I don’t, either but you’re understanding and supportive and I appreciate that.” He said just as quietly.

“Oh,”

I didn’t know how to reply to that. When had that happened? It wasn’t the first time that Sehun had been this complimentary to me and I hoped it wasn’t the last but why was I so unsure of him? Why did I feel like I couldn’t reply to him? So I said the one thing that I knew would be true.

“Well, I love you so…”

“I know,” he sighed and was it my imagination or did he sound sad? “I love you too.”

He craned his head to look at the clock on the nightstand and sighed again. “Ok, ten minutes up. I didn’t get to know about your week but I think I got the main point across. We’ll do this again, later?” he asked, sitting up and swinging his legs off the bed.

“Sure,” I said, watching him disappear in the bathroom and shut the door.

I couldn’t help the feeling of dread pooling in my stomach.

I opened the door to my, Ara and Doona’s apartment to find my two best friends already at the breakfast counter, chewing on their breakfast. Ara looked up to see me.

“Oh hello there, lovebird who abandons her best friends with Yerin of all people,” She said.

“What have I said about that nickname? Plus, I might just tell Yerin you said that.” I said, coming to stand behind the counter. “Go ahead and do that. She’s the one who said that. Of course, she was drunk so I don’t know how much of it she meant.” Ara said, examining my face. “Have you had coffee? There’s some in the pot.” She said.

“Thanks,” I said, pouring myself a cup as Doona pushed her plate of fried eggs and toast towards me. “Did you get any breakfast at all?”

I shook my head, spooning the eggs into my mouth before telling them about Sehun’s strange behavior in the morning. Doona frowned at me.

“Honestly, Y/N, you’re blowing this out of proportion. Sehun has been neglecting you a lot recently and he knows that. I don’t think it’s that strange that he might want to make up for that even if it’s just ten minutes in the morning.” She said.

“Yeah, I guess, maybe it is me. I’ve forgotten how to be around him, when we haven’t been around each other for so long.” I mumbled. Doona’s face softened. “Don’t worry, two more years of this then you’ll be free. You can get back to each other and be all sickly sweet like you guys were when you first started seeing each other.” She said gently. I smiled back at her as Ara spoke up.

“You know, maybe Yerin’s plan worked. He thinks you might have met someone who could’ve caught you eye and he’s making sure you know you’re his. You know, in the sweet way. Give it a few days, I’m sure he’ll take you on a date or something and spend the entire night marking his territory. Make sure he makes it up to you good and rough.” Ara said.

There was silence as both Doona and I stared at her, stunned.

“What, I didn’t say anything wrong,” She shrugged.

“You, my dear, have been spending too much time with Yerin.” Doona said.

“Oh please, she’d be worse. So, time to spill, Y/N, did someone actually catch your eye last night?” Ara asked.

That one simple question brought back a flurry of memories, glass sharp. Hazy vision slowly clearing to see mint green hair, black jackets, too many badges and the soft, handsome face attached to it. The entire package was beautiful while it was hiding a god-awful personality. I shuddered at the thought of ever coming across him at Dark Wild again but this time I’d ignore him, which is if he noticed me, which I doubted he would.

I thought about the last image I had of him. His eyebrow cocked, a sneer plastered across his lips as he told me his name. Min Yoongi, I thought, my mind injecting the name with a hearty amount of venom.

God, I hated the man.

“Y/N,”

I turned to look at Doona and Ara staring at me. “Nope, no one did. I doubt anyone comes up to Sehun’s level anyway.” I said lightly. Ara rolled her eyes as Doona chuckled. “Honestly, he’s lucky he has you. You’re the biggest fan Oh Sehun can ever have.” She said. I smiled at that, pushing away images of Min Yoongi again.

Yerin as usual was waiting for me out of creative writing class. She had a heavy coat on and her hair up with sunglasses covering half of her face. I couldn’t help it; I burst out laughing when I saw her. She made a disgruntled sound and reached out to smack my arm but I dodged her easily.

“You can laugh; you weren’t the one helping out a friend get their minds off their neglectful boyfriend.” She grumbled. “I know, I know, I’m sorry,” I said, still chortling. “Where did you go last night, over to his place?” she asked and I nodded, linking arms with her so we could get to our seats without her banging into every desk on the way.

“I’d ask how it went, but I’m massively hung over.” She said, putting her head down on the cool table top.

“You shouldn’t even have shown up.” I said.

“I can’t fail this class. It’s the easiest thing I have in my time table and attendance is 30% of the grade. What is that even?” she yawned.

She must’ve fallen asleep because when Professor Seokjinwalked in, she jumped up so loudly that he peered over at us from the podium for a full three minute while I tried not laugh and Yerin tried not to melt into a large puddle.

I knew she had a deathly crush on Seokjinand it was probably safe to say every girl on campus did. He was soft and sweet and could totally rock pink. Even I’d caught myself thinking of him more than once.

“Something to share, girls?” he asked and Yerin quickly said no, saying that she had just bumped her leg on the table which seemed to satisfy him because he nodded and gave the class the day’s work.

“So, Y/N, before you went off yesterday, anything I should know?” She asked.

I almost let out a groan.

Why was it that they were all so curious if I’d met or seen someone? I had a boyfriend, after all.

As expected, Min Yoongi invaded my mind again and I gritted my teeth as red filled me up. “No, Yerin, what about you?” I asked, diverting the topic to her.

She smiled her particular brand of ‘I had fun’ smirk and launched into the tale of a certain Jeon Jungkook. I nodded and hummed at the correct intervals as she detailed as to why he was such a good score.

However, even as I stared at the folder of notes we were supposed to elaborate and form into a story of at least 500 words, all I could think of the way Min Yoongi’s name rolled off my tongue and how it sounded when it wasn’t clenched around my lips with chagrined hatred.

By the time I headed to the double doors, I’d successfully pushed all thought of Min Yoongi to the back of my head where they stubbornly waited to cloud my mind again but I hoped that now that I’d told the girls that no one had caught my eye in the club, they wouldn’t ask about it again.

Min Yoongi would fade from my mind soon. I was too busy to keep thinking of him, I told myself. I was definitely going to forget about him soon. I was only thinking about him because no one had ever dared to talk to me so rudely before. That was the only reason he stuck out. It wasn’t because his hair looked so fluffy in the light or the way his nose line was so straight while the end seemed soft. It wasn’t because his jaw line looked so sharp it could cut and it definitely wasn’t because his lips looked so delectably soft or the way his eyes seemed to pierce into you, the glittering obsidians flickering in the red, purple and blue lights.

Of course, those weren’t the reasons.

I pushed open the door and spotted Sehun deep in conversation with the teacher already. She smiled at me when she saw me and I bowed back as Sehun turned, giving me a wink before turning back to the teacher. I grinned to myself.

Maybe it was just what Doona had said or that I had settled into the day but I couldn’t help but bask a little in my boyfriend’s attention. It felt so normal yet new coming from him. Maybe he was trying to bring our glory days back. That would explain his sudden mushiness.

I watched as he bowed to the teacher taking her leave before walking over to me and dropping in the seat next to me. “I scored a gig.” He muttered.

“What, oh god, that’s amazing!” I quietly squealed, beaming over at him.

He grinned at me before quickly leaning in and pressing a kiss on my nose. “You’re a lucky charm, babe.” He said. I blushed, smiling shyly as the class began to fill up.

He kept a hand on my thigh the whole 45 minutes before clearing his throat as the class ended. “Want me to walk you to your music class?” he asked. I stared.

“Won’t you be late to dance class?” I asked.

“I already did my warm up today; I don’t have to be there for at least 20 minutes.” He shrugged.

“Sehun…” I began. He turned his head to look at me, biting his lip. “Is it so wrong for me to want to spend a few extra minutes of my life with my girlfriend rather than nearly crack my spine?” he frowned at me now, clearly wondering why I was being so difficult. I looked down at that.

“No, of course not, I would love that actually.” I mumbled.

“Excellent,” he stood up, walking off and leaving me to follow him as he held the door open for me.

The fine arts campus had two sections: Music and Dance. The dance hall was kept on the other side of a walkway which connected the Music halls. Singing class was in the first hall, Music practice in the next. Apart from the class halls, there were private studios for the juniors and seniors who had advanced classes with private mentors. After four classes of the music theory, I couldn’t wait to get to junior year so I could have my own studio.

He stopped in front of the music hall which had its doors propped open and bent forwards to kiss me. He placed a hand on the wall, his tongue slipping into my mouth and I giggled when he brushed it teasingly along the top of my mouth. He laughed, pulling away before winking at me and walking off, his steps faster to make it to the dance hall in time.

I sighed once, still tasting him on my lips when I sat down, my teacher moving in soon after. Professor Kim was one of the youngest teachers on campus. He’d graduated with full honors in music making and while he was stern, he was actually kind and really knew what he was doing. I’d seen him whip up an entire song, complete with melody and beats in 20 minutes flat.

Just as he was about to open the presentation the door burst open and my partner, Taehyung burst in, panting, his hair askew and jacket falling off his shoulder. There were muffled sniggers as he stared or rather gaped at Mr. Kim who sighed, adjusting his heavy black glasses.

“Please come in, Taehyung, take your seat.” He said.

Tae bowed and mumbled something as he passed the teacher which must’ve been an apology and quickly sat down next to me.

“Hey,” he said his voice still out of breath. I raised my eyebrows at him, passing him my water bottle and he took it, quickly gulping down an extensive amount as Mr. Kim started his talk on piano techniques.

“What made you late?” I asked, as he handed it back to me.

“I…slept in late.” He said and I gave him a look. Taehyung was one of my best guy friends and he absolutely couldn’t lie. He was a little bit of a loner and tagged along to almost all our night outs. It turned out he was pretty intelligent but he was just so shy, it came up awkwardly.

“Oh ok, Baekhyun is in town.” He confessed and I giggled.

Baekhyun was Taehyung’s best friend from high school. I’d met him on few occasions and he was the complete opposite of Taehyung. Black haired and fluid, he maneuvered himself around Taehyung expertly. To our shock, Taehyung drank nine shots, two more than Yerin and was soon on the dance floor with Ara while Baekhyun took off with Doona.

“You guys went out?” I asked.

“Um, yeah,” he turned red and looked like he was sweating so I turned my attention back to Mr. Kim. I was glad I did because he said something that changed everything.

“So, to see how much you’ve picked up these few months, I got permission from the headmaster to give out studio assignments. You can create your own song from the scratch. Of course, there will be a quirk. We’ll be changing partners.”

“What?” I blurted out as even more people bursts out in protests.

Mr. Kim raised a hand and looked at us with a frown. “The entire point of this project is to see if you’ve learnt enough to step out of your comfort space and create something worthwhile. I don’t know how many of you will go into music production but you will all have to work with different people. Some of those people will be pleasant, some will not. You will not be able to complain then. I suggest you learn to work with different people when the option is so generously presented to you.” He shuffled some people and began calling off names.

“This cannot be happening. I can’t work with just anyone. I barely spoke to you the first month I saw you.” Tae said. He was leaning forward, his eyes wide and panicking.

“Hey, it’s ok. Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.” I said, rubbing his back and he jumped almost a mile when he got partnered off. I turned to see some girl raise her hand shyly. Taehyung looked at me like he was going to cry.

“It’s Suran, Tae, she’s nice, don’t worry.” I said and he nodded but it looked like he was crying. His lower lip was struck out into a pout as he gathered his things and walked off and I turned to watch him go. I was so worried about him as he slumped down into the seat next to Suran that I nearly missed out on my own partner.

“Y/L/N, Y/N and Min Yoongi,”

It was my turn to whirl around and stare at Mr. Kim with wide, panicked voice.

What did he just say? Did he actually just say Min Yoongi? No, it couldn’t have been. Min Yoongi was a stranger, a rude jerk I’d met at the Club with no prospect of ever seeing again. He couldn’t possibly be one of my classmates. Even as my blood roared in my ear, I distinctly heard the scratch of a wooden chair being pushed back and the thump of footsteps getting closer to where I was sitting.

Wait; did he know who I was? If he did, why didn’t he say anything? Did he just find me that pathetic?

“Move,”

I flinched at the gruffness in his voice, having forgotten how harsh it could sound. I slowly turned to look at Yoongi feeling surprised jolt my stomach again.

His hair had changed colors or was it just a trick of my mind to see mint green on top of his head. It was now bleached blond. His clothes had changed too. A dirty green jacket hung off of his frame with a black tee and jeans and the same combat boots.

Even as I stared at him, I saw Mr. Kim slowly raise his eyebrows at why Min Yoongi was still standing at his desk. “I sit here.” I said bravely and he raised his eyebrow, challenging me.

“Is there a problem?” Mr. Kim asked.

“No sir,” he mumbled still staring at me before sliding his body behind the desk and sitting where Taehyung used to. I glared in his general direction. Working with Taehyung had been a breeze. He had brilliant ideas that came to him like a hurricane and I had a knack to sort and organize them so we both fit like a puzzle. Working with Yoongi, was going to be a nightmare.

I clenched my fists, unable to keep from glaring at Mr. Kim as well.

“Well now that you have your partners, you can get to brainstorming. You have 45 minutes. Use it well.” He settled back into his chair, a big book in front of his nose and I heard a clearing of throat.

I turned to look at my new partner to see him looking at my balled fists with an almost smug look of his face. I was again tempted to hit him.

His eyes slowly moved up to mine and he tilted his head. “Hey there partner,” he drawled.

I settled for glaring at him again as he sat in Taehyung’s seat like he had sat in it for ages, legs spread out, and arm thrown over the back of it as he eyed me with malicious amusement.

“Something funny over here…?” I asked my voice low.

“Yes, you,” he said.

“Oh boy, am I glad I can make you laugh.” I said in a disgusted voice and he shrugged.

“You should take that as a compliment. Not many things can make me laugh…Y/N.”

I turned my head to look at him to see his face thoughtful as his voice softened by an inch at my name as if he was testing how to say it. It was so different from how I said it, like it had been a sort of fascinating object. He said my name as he was confused by it somehow.

“Look, I’ll be honest with you. I don’t want to be your partner, you’re a dick.” I said.

“That’s honest.” He nodded before glancing at me, that infuriating smirk still on his face, “What would you suggest?” he asked. “I suggest we go to Kim and change our partners back.” I said.

He snorted at that. “You’ve been here two years and you still don’t know him well enough. Namjoon doesn’t do that. Once his mind is made, it’s made. You could die at his feet and he wouldn’t bat an eye.” He said, “Why don’t you try though? You try batting your eyelashes at him. He is a man after all.” He said.

I withheld my gasp of rage and stood up. “I’m pretty sure he’s going to change my partner when he sees how cheap you are.” I said.

He laughed, slouching in the chair again. “Go right ahead, sweetheart, this should be entertaining.”

I huffed and quickly marched up to Mr. Kim’s desk feeling Min Yoongi’s eyes burning into my back. Kim looked up at me when I stood in front of him. “Sir, please, you need to change my partner. Immediately,” I said, trying to sound urgent. He raised his eyebrows.

“Your partner…Min Yoongi, is it?” he looked over my shoulder before looking back at me. “Is there a particular reason? Is he making you uncomfortable?” he asked.

“Yes, he’s an ass.” I turned red momentarily at my loss of self control in front of my teacher but it was done and I had to get away from Yoongi or I was going to kill him.

“Well, forgive me, Y/N, but being…an ass is not a legitimate reason for me to change partners. If I change it for you, more students will come up to me saying their partners are asses.” He smiled softly at me when he saw my defeated expression.

“But Mr. Kim,” I said, knowing my voice was edging towards whiny.

“Y/N, don’t waste your time convincing me. I know you have potential to turn this situation around. You don’t like him; make him be nice to you. Give Yoongi a chance, Y/N. You don’t know it but the boy’s a genius. You might just benefit from this partnership.” He looked at his watch. “Your time is nearly up anyway, the bell is about to go.”

He stood up and looked at the rest of the class. “The studios will be assigned on the bulletin board tomorrow morning, make sure to check them and have fun with making music but make music.” He glanced once at me and I took it as a silent dismissal as I stomped back to Min Yoongi.

He watched me get near him with his usual sarcastic expression.

“One time, Min Yoongi, I’ll say this one time. This project is important so I’m willing to give you one chance to work with me properly and not make me kill you. You do anything that is remotely out of line and I will get off this project and leave you hanging. Truce for now,” I gathered my bag from under the desk, not even waiting for his reply and grabbed Tae’s arm as he came over to me, marching us both out the door.

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remindersofgrace · 6 years

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Our Birth Story

Today marks 10 days since our daughter Talitha was born. Our daughter - I’m still getting used to saying that. She came without warning and on her own timing, but I’m beginning to see God’s perfect providence in blessing us with this sweet little girl 5 weeks early. I woke up Saturday morning, September 1st, 2018 at 5:30am without an alarm, unsure of why I felt so wired and unable to fall back asleep (which, if you know me, is a very unusual thing). I was feeling some uncomfortable pressure in my lower abdomen and kept sitting on the toilet for relief, and actually pooped 4 times in 4 hours but had no idea that this could be a sign of early labor. (Is that TMI? Oh well.)

By 10am though, the pain had started moving up my abdomen, and I started to count the contractions. They were sporadic, 30 seconds of pain every 6 min, then 40 second after 4 min, then 3 min, then 8 min - but they were persistent and unlike any Braxton-Hicks contractions I had felt before. I texted Talitha, my friend and doula (we’ll call her Talitha P so you don’t confuse her with our baby), and let her know what was going on, but still didn’t think anything serious was happening until she texted back, “Oh my goodness. Definitely monitor them and keep me posted.” She suggested hopping in the bath to see if that would help the contractions subside - and although it seemed to ease the pain a little, after the bath the contractions started up again every 6 min. We called the triage line at Kaiser and the doctor on the line told me she wasn’t sure it was true labor, but instructed us to come in just to be safe.

We cancelled our lunch plans, haphazardly threw together a hospital bag for me, threw our car seat in the trunk (we still hadn’t figured out how to strap it in yet) and called our mothers during the car ride to let them know that we were headed to the hospital for triage, but that we didn’t think we were going to be there for long. After all, Talitha wasn’t due for another 5 weeks, I had 2 more packed weeks of work to transition out for maternity leave, we had a baby shower scheduled on the 15th, and our house was not close to being habitable for a newborn.

The car ride to the hospital was a bit tougher with some stronger contractions, and we walked into the Kaiser Sunset’s labor and delivery unit to be triaged by a nurse. She strapped the fetal monitors on my abdomen, and sure enough - the contractions were consistently every 6 minutes. The pain was there but manageable, and Talitha’s heart rate was responding well to each contraction. The moment came at around 2:30pm when the doctor came in to check how dilated I was, and our jaws dropped when he told me I was 4 cm dilated, 90% effaced - and I was not going anywhere. Eden and I looked at each other and shared a moment of disappointment that our baby was not going to be born full-term, which we were hoping for since she needed to be big enough and strong enough to have surgery shortly after birth. We called Talitha and let her know that I was being admitted, and this incredible woman did not hesitate to drive 2 hours from Palm Springs on her Labor Day weekend to be there for mine. Best doula ever.

We were transferred into the room that I would deliver in at around 3pm, and I was started on an IV to give me fluids and also to give me a preventative antibiotic since my test for group-B strep had not resulted yet. I was also given a steroid injection to give my premature baby’s lungs a boost, but it would only be effective if I was given a second dose 24 hours later. I was hoping that I would not be laboring for another 24 hours, but wanted to give my baby any fighting chance I could.

Well into labor, I still hadn’t lost my mucous plug or had any bloody show, and my water still hadn’t broken. The toughest part about this labor was that because I was 5 weeks early, my nurse didn’t want me to get out of bed and kept trying to have me delay delivery - she thought it was best that I try to hold off until I could get the second steroid injection in 24 hours, or to even delay delivery 4 more days until our baby was 36 weeks old. I looked at her sideways - I couldn’t imagine going through these contractions for 24 more hours, let alone 4 days, and the thought of it stressed me out! Thankfully by then, Talitha P had arrived at about 5:30pm, and she gave me this reassuring look after the nurse left and said, “Don’t worry, you are having this baby tonight.”

By then, Jabez had dropped off an exercise ball for me (sadly it was not used) and my brother-in-law Ken came to support me and Eden as well. The contractions became stronger and more frequent - every 4 min, every 3 min. I went to the bathroom and sure enough, there was quite a bit of blood in the toilet after I peed, and Talitha P reassured me that it wouldn’t be long before I delivered. She had thankfully met with us just a week before to give us a labor crash course in what to expect with labor and how to breathe through the labor pains. During the pain of contractions, the temptation is to tense up your body but that is the opposite of what your body should do. Instead, what you actually need to do is relax your body as much as possible, and so she instructed me to focus on taking deep breaths and to have my palms face up so that I couldn’t clench down. She also would rub my neck muscles to gently remind me to relax my shoulders when she felt me tensing up. And so I was able to get through my contractions without pain medicine and without any screaming, which is something I always wanted to do but didn’t think that I would be able to do. For me, the pain of my contractions was actually pretty bearable (around 6-7 out of 10) because I knew what to expect and the pain was only really bad for about 30 seconds until I could feel the contraction begin to subside. It could have also just been God’s kindness to me because I have horrible pain tolerance!

At around 7pm, the doctor came in to check my cervix again. He told us he couldn’t feel a cervix, meaning I was fully dilated at 10cm. I had to wait through a few more contractions since the neonatologist team was not quite ready to come in yet, and then it was finally time to start pushing. Talitha P had taught me - deep cleansing breath in and out, then another deep breath, tuck your chin in, grab the bottom of your thighs, and push like you’re pushing out the biggest poop of your life for 10 seconds. Then exhale and repeat until your contraction has finished. For me, I was only able to get 2 rounds of effective pushes each contraction. Though women are usually pretty nervous about the pushing stage, pushing actually felt like a relief because you’re finally getting to do what the contractions are making you want to do. I was told that my pushes were effective, and after about 45 min we started to see her crown. The neonatologist and pediatric surgical team came at the perfect moment when I was pushing out my final pushes. I had a mirror positioned so that I could see her come out.

As her little head finally popped out, it was more painful but not unbearable, and she had not yet made a sound. I remember pleading with God that she would take her first breath even with immature lungs. The doctor delivering Talitha instructed me to pause on pushing so that she could reposition her and ease her out without as much tearing. Once she had her positioned, she instructed me to give some final pushes and I gave it my all, and her little shoulders and the rest of her pudgy body made it through. Then came the glorious cry! They instantly put her on my chest for a brief time of skin to skin. I felt so relieved and couldn’t believe this baby on my breast was Talitha in the flesh, the little being we had waited for so long to meet. Eden cut the cord, and Talitha was whisked over to the exam table to be assessed while I delivered my placenta. She was 6 lbs and 10 oz, which we later found out was due to the amount of fluid trapped in her vagina. They indeed found an imperforate anus (which we had expected) but they also found no vaginal opening. The diagnosis was made that our baby had a cloaca, which was on our doctor’s list of possible diagnoses but not at the top. All babies have a cloaca (a common channel for the urethra, anus, and vagina) in the embryonic stage, but it normally separates into the 3 separate channels during development. Our baby was one out of 25,000 babies to have what is called a persistent cloaca and we would learn in the coming days what that meant for our baby and her life.

Eden and our daughter went to the NICU while I received stitches for a second degree tear (not fun). Meanwhile, the neonatologist was furiously putting in orders and contacting our pediatric team to schedule Talitha to have a colostomy and a vaginostomy for 8am the next morning. I was transferred to the postpartum unit, ate some dinner with Eden, Ken and Talitha P, and we reflected back on the delivery together. Talitha P gave me a tutorial on breast pumping before she headed back for Palm Springs. When it was cleared for us to visit our baby in the NICU, we headed over close to midnight and found our baby. She now was on IV fluids and had a little tube threaded down her throat to suction out any contents in her stomach before surgery. Her nurse was so kind and talked me through a lot of what to expect tomorrow, then gave me ample time to hold her skin to skin and snuggle with her. It was such a precious time that I won’t forget. We finally got to bed that night around 1:40am, and so concluded the day that made Eden and myself parents. As I finally finish typing this, we are a day or two from bringing our baby home. We have seen so much evidence of God’s grace during these past 10 days and are confident that He will continue to care for Talitha and for us. She has had an army of over 100 people praying for her ever since her 13-week ultrasound and I know those prayers are powerful and effective. We had prayed for healing, and although it didn’t come the way we expected, I can see already how God is healing broken areas in Eden and myself, and how He is using Talitha and her sweet little life to proclaim His goodness and faithfulness in the midst of trial and suffering.

If you haven’t already, please read my hubby’s post-birth story and also our specific prayer requests for these upcoming months. Thanks to all who reached out and supported us, I wish I could individually thank you all. God is so good to us through you all!

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sevenpabosandabunchoffans · 6 years

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The Meaning of Family | From Friends to Spouses {Part 5}

Characters: Min Yoongi, Original Characters, Kim Seokjin, Kim Namjoon, Jung Hoseok, Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung, Park Jimin, Jennie Kim

Words: 2589

Genre: College Student!Yoongi, Parents!Namjin

Warnings: fluffy Jimin and Jennie, mentions of premature labor and birth

Summary: “Do Yoongi and Sophia get married?”; Yoongi and Sophia take the next step in their relationship, but not without a few bumps along the way; Time Period - the end of Yoongi and Sophia’s first year of college, third trimester of the pregnancy (ranging from 30-34 weeks specifically); Ages: Jin - 36, Namjoon - 35, Yoongi - 19, Sophia - 19, Hoseok - 18, Jimin - 16, Taehyung - 16, Jennie - 15, Jungkook - 14, Sammie - not even a day old

A/N: Sorry I’ve been MIA! I’m not sure how many people saw the post, but my sister went into premature labor Monday morning (she’s only 35 weeks), so I spent two days at the hospital, and then she came home yesterday morning after they slowed down the labor enough that her contractions were practically nonexistent. Although she called earlier while Sammie and I were hanging out trying to get a hold of my mom because her contractions had started up again and she was going back to the hospital. I’m still waiting on an update from that. But I will definitely be on for a long time now with the comeback approaching! Please send me any and all asks so we can fangirl together!!

Previous Part

Yoongi walked into his parents’ house after getting off work. Since finals week had just finished for him, he worked nearly all day at the music store, getting off just in time for pizza night with his family. As he entered the residence, he saw one of his younger brothers pouting on the couch. “What’s with you?” He asked Jimin.

Jimin just grumbled in response, Yoongi only catching ‘doesn’t love me’ and ‘cuddles’. As he entered the kitchen and saw Jennie helping Sophia put together some gift bags while Jin decorated cupcakes, he understood what Jimin was pouting over. “Hey, Yoongi~” Jin greeted without looking up from the task at hand. “Your dad should be home with the pizza soon.”

Yoongi nodded in response before making his way to Sophia, pressing his lips to hers. “How’s it coming?” They were currently preparing for the baby shower that would be taking place the next day. Sophia’s favorite animal was a giraffe and her favorite color was purple, so that was what she decided on as the theme for both the shower and nursery. Jin decided to take over completely once the theme was decided, working alongside Sophia’s mother to plan out the shower, only he was going to the extremes trying to make it perfect for his unborn granddaughter.

“I don’t know what’s more stressful, this shower or finals week next week.” Sophia answered honestly, and Yoongi rubbed her back.

“Well, don’t get too stressed.”

“Aww, you two are so cute!” Jennie squealed before yelling towards her boyfriend. “Why can’t you be like that?!”

“You’re the one who’s refusing cuddles!” Jimin’s voice replied, and the 15-year-old girl rolled her eyes.

“Do you think this looks like a giraffe?” Jin asked, holding up the cupcake that he had been working on for the past 10 minutes alone so the younger people in the room could see it.

“Oh my gosh, it’s amazing!” Sophia gushed over the dessert. “I love it, it looks great!”

“It looks delicious too.” Yoongi said, subtly licking his lips as he looked at the sweet.

“Don’t even think about it, Yoongi~” Jin told his oldest son. “These are for tomorrow.” Jin set the cupcake down and started decorating the rest of them, Jennie soon abandoning them to give in to Jimin’s whines.

The baby shower went smoothly, much to both Sophia and Jin’s relief, and Sophia navigated her finals week with minor stress. It was when she started working full time at the preschool that things began to get rough. Having to work the majority of the day around a bunch of hyper, screaming young children would be stressful for anyone, but it was especially hard on Sophia as she was approaching her 34th week of pregnancy. She was feeling sleep deprived, sore, and overall just ready for the pregnancy to be over with. Yoongi was also beginning to feel exhausted over having to walk on eggshells around Sophia, which seemed moot because they ended up having small arguments almost every night after they each got home from work. Thankfully those were all solved very quickly, and they would still end the night cuddling in bed as they fell asleep.

It was early June at the preschool when Jin noticed something off about Sophia. She was pouring water into cups for when the kids would wake up for snack time while Jin was distributing banana slices along paper towels at each of the children’s seats when she suddenly groaned quietly and grabbed her stomach. “You okay?” Jin was immediately worried for his soon to be daughter in law.

Sophia nodded as she grimaced. “Yeah, I’m just pregnant.” Jin mentally commended her for keeping things lighthearted, but his concern didn’t drop any as he went back to setting out the snacks. Especially when she would do the same thing every so often for the rest of the afternoon.

It was after all the kids had left for the day and the two of them were going through the lock up routine that the concern peaked. Sophia cried out as Jin was logging out of the computer in the office, making him immediately run into the main room where Sophia had lowered herself into a chair and was clutching her stomach. He rushed over to her and crouched in front of her, taking her hand. “I think we need to get you to the hospital.”

Sophia looked at him wide eyed, the pain she was feeling evident in her gaze. “But Yoongi-“

“I’ll call Yoongi on the way, don’t worry.” He helped her out of the chair and led her out to his car.

Yoongi was taking his 15-minute break in the employee breakroom when his phone began to ring. He answered as soon as he saw it was his dad but was unable to get a greeting out before his heart was dropping. “I think Sophia might be in labor so we’re on our way to the hospital.”

Yoongi silently panicked for a few seconds before saying the most prominent thought in his head. “But she’s only 34 weeks.”

“I know,” Jin sighed. “Hopefully she’s not in labor. We’re almost at the hospital, I’ll text you what room she gets put in.”

“Okay, I’m on my way.” Yoongi quickly went to his boss’ office and convinced him to let him leave early so he could rush to the hospital.

Over at the Kim house, Jimin and Jennie were sitting on the couch, her sitting in his lap as they shared small kisses and quiet giggles, thanks to being kicked out of his and Taehyung’s bedroom after Taehyung claimed their “sickening coupleyness” was distracting him from his homework. They both looked up as the front door opened, Namjoon entering the house with a concerned look on his face. “Hey, dad, what movie are we watching tonight?”

“None~” Jimin’s eyes furrowed as Namjoon went to the hallway to tell the other three teenagers in the house to get ready to go. Jimin was left confused until Namjoon came back into the living room and finally explained what was going on. “They think Sophia went into preterm labor so we’re all going to the hospital.

It was just Yoongi and Sophia in the hospital room, as her mother hadn’t arrived yet and Jin went to the waiting room to be able to update everyone on what was going on when they finally arrived. “So, she’s really in labor?” Yoongi asked, internally panicking as he was worrying over the safety of his fiancée and their baby.

The doctor nodded. “If she had come in just an hour earlier, we probably would have had enough time to put a stop to it, but she’s already dilated too much that we’ll need to proceed with it.”

A nurse came up, filling a syringe with some sort of drug as Sophia turned to look at Yoongi. “We don’t even have a name picked out yet.”

Yoongi squeezed her hand, which he had not let go of since arriving at the hospital and pressed a kiss to her knuckles. “We’ll have one by the time she gets here.”

“Okay,” they both looked at the doctor, “we’re about to inject you with some magnesium sulfate to slow your labor down and a steroid to help your baby develop a little quicker to help her when she does come out. Our hope is that your water will stay intact for another 24 hours so we can give you another dose.” Sophia nodded and closed her eyes while tightening her grip on Yoongi as they gave her the shots, she had never been a big fan of needles. “Now, we’re going to transport you to UAMS in Little Rock.”

Eventually the two families were outside, coordinating who was going to ride in which car, including Yoongi who hadn’t been allowed to ride in the ambulance to Little Rock with Sophia. “It’ll be okay, Yoongi.” Namjoon assured his oldest son. “You can ride with Sophia’s family, they’ll probably get to the hospital first. I’ll take the twins with me and we’ll get pizza for everyone to have a late dinner when we get there.”

“And I’ll go by y’all’s apartment with Hoseok and Jungkook to get whatever you guys need from there.” Jin offered, and Yoongi didn’t hesitate in giving his dad a key to their place. “We’ll see you there!” Jin called out as Yoongi ran off to Sophia’s mother’s car, which pulled out of the hospital parking lot only a few minutes later.

“I’m guessing we’ll need a couple of more pizzas than normal.” Namjoon commented as the Kim family separated into their two cars.

“Would you mind taking me home before you leave?” Jennie asked. “I would love to stay with you guys, but I’m sure my foster parents want me back.” Namjoon told her that of course they would take her home as he climbed into the driver’s seat.

The rest of Friday night and all through Saturday was spent with everyone in that hospital feeling restless. Sophia’s mother stayed in the room with her and Yoongi while everyone else settled down in the waiting room. There was a family room specifically for sleeping one floor up from where they were, so they all took turns sleeping in there, making sure there was always a few people in the waiting room in case Sophia’s mother came out with updates. Yoongi refused to leave Sophia’s side the entire time. If someone looked at them, they probably would have thought their hands were glued together. If she needed help to adjust to a more comfortable position, he was immediately up on his feet helping her. Whenever she wanted some of the ice chips she was permitted to consume, he was there with the spoon to her mouth before she could even ask. Every time a nurse came in to check on her, the first thing out of his mouth would be asking how things looked and if their daughter was still okay. At one point, a contraction hit Sophia while he was in the bathroom, and after that Sophia’s mother had to practically force him to go to the bathroom when he needed to because he was too scared to leave Sophia’s side for even a single second.

It was around lunch time on Saturday when Sophia and Yoongi finally began to discuss baby names. After nearly an hour of discussion and no name, they decided to enlist the help of their family. Sophia’s mother went out to the waiting room to retrieve the lunches for her and Yoongi that Jin and Namjoon had purchased, and at that point she asked Jungkook if she could borrow his hat. “Yoongi and Sophia have decided to ask us for our suggestions for the baby’s name,” she explained as she wrote down something on a slip of paper and placed it in the cap, “so all of you write down a name you like, both first and middle, and place it in here for them to look over.”

It was nearing the 24-hour mark after her shots when Hoseok sat down next to Namjoon. “I have my advising appointment to schedule my classes at UACCM Monday, do you think I’ll still be able to make it, or should I go ahead and reschedule it?”

Namjoon was quick to shake his head. “You can still go to your appointment.” Namjoon assured him as Jin’s phone buzzed. “Even if she’s still in labor then, we’re not gonna force you to stay here if you have to go somewhere.”

Jin jumped up and yelled out to get everyone’s attention. “Her water just broke~” The nurse had been preparing to give her the second dose of magnesium sulfate and the steroid when her water broke, meaning her labor would begin to progress much more quickly. “They’re just waiting for her to dilate to a 10 so she can start pushing.”

From that moment on, no one in the waiting room dared to speak or leave for any reason, waiting for the text to come that said the little girl had been born. A couple of hours after her water broke, Sophia was screaming as she tried to bring a new life into the world. Yoongi was holding her hand, not caring that it felt like she was crushing his bones as he whispered praises to her and continuously splayed kisses on her face. It was just past midnight when a small cry was heard in the room, and the nurses immediately rushed the baby out of the birthing room and into the NICU unit to stabilize her. “Is my baby okay?” were the first words out of Sophia’s mouth when a nurse came back into the room.

“The doctors are getting her in an incubator now.” The nurse told the couple before attempting to help Sophia out of the bed. “Let’s get you into the shower and cleaned up.”

Sophia shook her head. “I’m not going anywhere until I’ve seen my baby.”

“We need to get you cleaned up.” The nurse insisted.

“It’s okay, Soph,” Yoongi comforted her, rubbing her back and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Just take a shower and they’ll bring her in here.”

It was about 45 minutes after Jin received the text that the baby had been born when Sophia’s mother came to the waiting room. Everyone immediately stood up, ready to ask questions, but she was already speaking before anyone could open their mouths. “4 pounds and 15 oz, 12 inches long.” She shared the baby’s size first. “And she’s fine. The doctors said she’s already breathing well on her own, but that she’ll need to stay in an incubator in the NICU for a few weeks before she can come home, but she’s still completely fine.” Everyone felt relief rush through them as soon as it was confirmed that the newest addition to the family was okay.

“When can we see her?” Taehyung was quick to ask, having been the most excited to be an uncle due to how much he loved kids.

“Right now, they just want the grandparents to meet her, and then you guys can come in pairs.” Sophia’s mom answered. “They don’t want to overcrowd the room.”

Taehyung pouted, but understood and stepped back as Jin and Namjoon followed her back into the room. They entered it to see Sophia sitting on the edge of the bed, hair still damp from her shower, with Yoongi behind her, wiping tears away as he looked down at the small baby in the incubator in front of them. A nurse had opened one of the panels on the side so that Sophia could slip her hand in and the 19-year-old mother was lightly stroking her newborn’s hand as she smiled down at him.

“She’s so tiny~” Jin whispered breathlessly, feeling his own tears forming as his eyes fell on his granddaughter for the first time.

“Isn’t she beautiful, Dads?” Yoongi asked without removing his gaze from the infant in the room.

“Just like her mother~” Namjoon replied, and Sophia was too mesmerized by her daughter to even feign embarrassment at the compliment. “Did you finally decide on a name?”

The couple shared a look and smiled at each other before Sophia looked up. “Samantha Rose~”

“That’s beautiful.” Jin complimented the name choice, wondering which of the family had suggested it as he moved closer to the incubator and looked down at Samantha. “Hi there, Sammie~”

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Heat | pt.1

Pairing: Yoongi x Hoseok // Suga x Jhope // Yoonseok

Genre: Hybrid!au, fluff, smut (later, possibly in later parts)

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Warning: story of abuse, swear words, violence, loneliness, just a whole lotta shit

Notes: This will be my first kind of mini-story on here on here. I hope that it’s good cause I’m not good with words. I just wanted to make a hybrid story for a while so I’m excited. Let’s go on.

Backstory: It’s been maybe 5 months since Hoseok had found Yoongi in an alleyway, naked, bruised, beaten, bloody, and used. Hoseok found him because the poor Panther hybrid was mewling, he cautiously stepped up to Yoongi to help him out. At first, Yoongi hissed at him, threatening him, he couldn’t trust anyone. Not after how his previous owners treated him. He thought of all rich people as scum, he hated the fact that he was only used for sexual desires and treated like shit afterwards, he hated his life. That was until at least Hoseok came to save him from his miserable life.

“Please don’t be afraid of me, I just want to help you, you’re severely harmed. please let me–”

“Don’t touch me, I don’t want be around another disgusting wealthy scum. I’d rather die”, the raven black head scowled towards the orange-haired male.

His words hurt Hoseok deeply, if anything, he felt as if he could relate with him. Hoseok came from a selfish rich family that were too spoiled, they didn’t really give him a good childhood, he wasn’t interested in the amount of money he had or what his family name was stood as. He just wanted someone to be there, to talk to, to care for. He hated his life too. Being locked up in his mansion with nothing to do, doesn’t even go see his family or gatherings because he knew that if he did, they’d probably force him to carry on his family’s bullshit legacy. he didn’t want that, he wanted to be known as himself.

“Whatever you think I am, I’m not. I’m sorry that they have left a bad impression on people like me. If anything I hate us too, but I’m different, I promise. I’m not leaving you here for dead because if I do, I’ll feel shitty and–”

“Shut up, you talk too much”, the feline mumbled, “just leave me alone”

After 5 or so minutes of Hoseok pleading the hybrid to come home, the hybrid sighed and gave in. Hoseok couldn’t lie with his emotions, he felt as if the Panther hybrid warmed up to him. In reality, he just wanted the orange-haired male to be quiet.

Once they stepped into Hoseok’s mansion, his butler, Seokjin, furrowed his eyebrows as to what was happening.

“Seokjin, please clean him up and tend to his wounds, get him a fresh pair of clothes and food to eat”, Hoseok ordered him, ‘I don’t think he’s eaten in a few days”

“Yes Mr. Jung”,Seokjin bowed before helping the hybrid to the bathroom.

Immediately, Hoseok called over Namjoon, an all-around hybrid doctor to come and inspect the poor feline.

“You found him where?”

“In an alleyway, next to a dumpster. He’s covered in cuts and bruises, I don’t know if he’s malnourished or how long he’s been out there but I brought him over to my house, Jin is cleaning him up.”

Namjoon deeply sighed, “I don’t understand humans these days. I’ll be over in 10 or so minutes, just be careful of any fractures or anything.”

Hoseok waited and waited, foot tapping lightly against the floor. 10 minutes sure felt like forever, neither Namjoon or the feline had come yet. Jesus, he didn’t even ask him for his name, he felt even more shitty. Eventually, the doorbell rung and Hoseok calmed down. he opened the door to see his friend since childhood. Namjoon was one of the people he could trust, he too hated the fact that he was brought up into a shitty wealthy family, didn’t so much care about money, just friends and helping others.

“So, where is he?”, Namjoon looked around

“To be frank, I don–”

“Mister Jung, I’ve prepped him up well, Shall I prepare the food?”

“Not yet, if he’s malnourished, then he’ll need something light. If not, then anything is fine”, Namjoon told the light pink haired man, Seokjin bowed and went to go retrieve the hybrid. Seokjin carefully brought him into the living room and sat him on a chair. He wore a black shirt with black sweatpants and some slippers, his hair was dried and fell onto his eyes loosely. “Poor thing”

Namjoon took a seat right in front of the hunched over feline, his ears flat on his head while his tail flicked agitatedly, Hoseok took a seat right next to him. “Is it okay if I ask you some questions?”

He nodded

“What’s your name?”

“Min Yoongi”

“Age?”

“23″

“Birthday?

“March 9th, 1993″

“How long has it been since you left your previous owners?”

“About 3 days”

“I’m guessing they rarely fed you, may I ask why?”

“They wanted to make sure I was in perfect shape, if they saw any ounce of baby fat, they wouldn’t feed me for 2 weeks. But since they still wanted me alive, they’d give me porridge or bread and water”

“And they used you for only sexual desires?”

“…yes”

“Why did they beat you?”

“I was too weak to even move and I guess I gained 1kg, they beat me because of that. They didn’t stop for at least an hour. The only way I escaped was because they didn’t get to lock the chains on me tight enough so my hand just slipped through”

The whole time Hoseok was hearing this, he felt enraged, he wanted to find the owners and give them a piece of his mind but he didn't want to cause even more trouble. Namjoon was writing down stuff on the clip board he had out in his hand.

“Can I examine you? I need a blood sample and things like that to make sure everything is fine.”

He nodded.

“Please lift your shirt up”, Yoongi sat still for a moment before standing up, reaching for the hem on his shirt to pull it up above his collarbones, the sight made Hoseok want to punch the wall. He didn’t really get to see Yoongi’s body considering that it was dark in the alleyway, Yoongi’s ribs were slightly showing whilst being decorated with black, blue, and purple bruises. He had some faint scars were slashed on his lower back, Hoseok knew that hybrids can heal themselves but seeing the state he was in, they were still irritated because of how weak he was. Namjoon told him to sit back down, he examined his legs next, if anything, they looked worse than his torso. It’s like they wanted to break his legs. He gently applied pressure to see if he felt fractures, but he also made sure to look at Yoongi’s reaction to them. He saw that he winced slightly to a certain area.

“From what I can see, you’re a Panther but besides from that, he has no fractures, he just has some bruises and scars that will eventually heal by itself in a few days. Now I just need a pulse check, some blood, and some other personal stuff.”

“Personal like?”, Yoongi raised his head for the first time yet, he had a cut on his lip and a bandage on his cheek.

“It’s a normal hybrid check. To check your urethra, sperm sample, and prostate. If you don’t want to do any of those now, we can do them at the clinic tomorrow. It’s up to you”, Namjoon reassured him

“I don’t like clinics”, Yoongi paused for a minute, “do you have the stuff?”

“I have everything prepared”, Namjoon smiled, Yoongi just nodded again.

As Namjoon put gloves on, sterilizing his inner elbow for the needle to draw blood right after. Hoseok walked over to Seokjin, “prepare him some thin soup, and light sandwiches, get him some water as well. While the soup is cooking, fix up the guest room for him”

“I’ll see right to it Mister Jung”

“Just call me Hoseok, we’ve known each other for awhile now”

“Yes, Hoseok”, Jin bowed before leaving to the kitchen

Hoseok sat back next to Namjoon, who had just finished drawing Yoongi’s blood, he rubbed his head a little, making Yoongi sigh contently. Namjoon went to the briefcase and pulled a needle filled with strange red liquid.

“What’s that?”, Hoseok and Yoongi asked in unison

“It’s an aphrodisiac called Dionysos. It’s developed for cat hybrids, it can last a few hours. It’s made to make them really sensitive whether you’re using it for sexual reasons or punishment. In this case, I’m only using it for the personal reasons.”, he explained while sterilizing Yoongi’s upper right shoulder, “the effect should happen within 30 seconds”. He was about to inject it but stopped to ask a question. “Yoongi, when was your last heat?”

“A few days before I was beaten”, he mumbled

“Oh, you’re next heat will probably be in 5 months then”, Yoongi nodded, Namjoon finally injected him with the Dionysos.

“What’s a heat?”, Hoseok questioned the doctor

“Basically all hybrids get it, depending on what hybrid they are depends on the months. Since he’s a rare type of hybrid, his come every 5 months. Heat is when basically all of their hormones decide to act up, making them really aroused. it’s usually satisfied through sexual intercourse but if hybrids don’t want to, there are supplements to make it go away.”

An “o” shaped formed Hoseok’s lips, but was quickly caught off-guard when he saw Yoongi begin to pant lightly and purr. His purr sounded so angelic. Namjoon lifted Yoongi’s hair away from his face and shined a light in front of his eyes before letting his hair back down.

“His pupils are dilated and he started to purr, meaning that it’s working. Yoongi, should I start the urethra check?”, Yoongi gripped the chair and started swaying his right leg before nodding. His tail started swaying itself and his ears were pointed.

“I should probably leave the room”, Hoseok got up and went up to his room, he felt as if he was about to explode out of embarrassment. He didn’t understand why he was feeling this way, he tried to shake the feeling by going on the computer and searching more about hybrids considering he didn't know a lot about them.

He always knew that hybrids were meant for only sexual activities because they have more stamina than human and go on for hours without stopping but he didn’t expect for the owners to be such jackasses. But then again, rich people were the only ones who could really afford them. Hoseok remembered when he was offered a hybrid at 15, he never understood why but he does remember the face on the poor creature. They looked so miserable, their eyes said it all. He never understood why people felt the need to capture them and use them for their sexual preferences. His dad was like that after his biological mother passed, he did marry someone else, who Hoseok despised, but its like he never payed attention to her. He just used the hybrids, but his step mother didn’t care much either. If money was involved, then that’s all she would care about, she was like every other stubborn rich person.

Hoseok rolled his eyes at the thoughts, returning to the research about hybrids. But all he could find so far was how to basically make them so sensitive for your sexual desires. Of course Hoseok wasn’t worrying about that, even if hybrids are part animal, they still are human. Luckily, he found something about how to treat them with care, it wasn’t anything different from an actual pet, which should’ve been obvious in the first place to Hoseok. 10 minutes passed and Seokjin knocked on the door.

“Come in”, Seokjin quietly stepped in, he always had his shirt that was buttoned down and tucked neatly in his black slacks, a long tail coat, and white gloves with polished black shoes.

“Hoseok, Dr. Kim is about to head out, should I let him out or would you like to?”

“I’ll do it. Is Yoongi’s room prepped?”

“Yes, he’s also eating right now. He’s very malnourished so we have to be very careful with the food that we give him, Dr. Kim will tell you the rest”

“Thanks you for all your help Seokjin. You may take your leave until I see you Monday”

‘‘Thank you Mister Jung”, Seokjin bowed before closing the door behind him

“I told him to call me Hoseok”, Hoseok shook his head, he got off his bed and jogged his way downstairs, he saw his friend packing up all his supplies in his briefcase, “anything I should know?”

“His urethra is unblocked so he’s healthy from what I can see so far. He’s very sensitive when you play with him, like his nipples for example, the slightest touch makes him purr but that could just be the aphrodisiac in his system. He’s very malnourished so be careful when giving him food, you have to give him little bits at at time, nothing to heavy. His pulse rate is normal so don’t worry about that. The aphrodisiac is his system will wear off in about 4-5 hours, just give it time”, he listed, the new information filled Hoseok’s head, “that’s basically it. I have to check his sperm and blood tests back at the clinic to see if there’s anything wrong with him. It will takes a day or 2 so I’ll inform you when the time comes”, Namjoon finished packing up his briefcase and let out a light sigh, “and if you would like anymore of the aphrodisiac, just contact me”

“I don’t think I would need it right now but thanks”, Hoseok awkwardly chuckled, fumbling his fingers as he walked to the door to lead his friend out, exchanging goodbyes.

It took Seokjin 5 minutes after to start to head home himself, giving Hoseok a small smile before stepping out. The house was quiet, it was already quiet before but it’s just��silent. He walked over to the dining room to Yoongi busy eating his soup and light sandwiches that Jin had made him. The orange-haired man took a seat across from him, staring at him. Yoongi didn’t seem bothered at first but then he noticed that he was still staring at him after a minute has passed. his ears flattened and tail flicked agitatedly.

Yoongi looked up at his thought his hair in front of his eyes,”what?”

“Is the soup and sandwiches good?”

“Yes, is that why you came over here?

“No, I just wanted to check on you”, Hoseok smiled, suddenly he let his hand touch his Yoongi’s neck, making him stiffen, “warm”, he said before removing it.

“Cause of that damn needle with the red stuff, it’s making me feel all weird”

“It’ll be over in 4-5 hours, you’ll be alright”

Yoongi just nodded, continuing to eat his soup and sandwiches.

However, there was this burning question in him that was desired to be answered. Yoongi stopped eating and looked up at Hoseok through his hair, he saw that Hoseok was staring right back at him.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why did you save me? Why do you care? What’s your intention?”

Hoseok became agitated by his questions but answered away with a smile on his face. “If I left you to die next to a dumpster, then i’d hate myself more than i do now. I wasn’t going to leave you there and be another one of those ‘rich people’ that you despise so much. If anything, I’m not like that, i’ve never even had a hybrid before. I’m sorry as to what your owners did to you but I’m not anything like that. It’s just that when I saw you, I saw how vulnerable and weak and miserable you looked and it reflected the same way I am. My only intention was to help you, you can leave at anytime that you wanted to. But can I ask why they beat you?“

Yoongi rolled his eyes before speaking, "they wanted a hybrid that would satisfy their needs so that hybrid needed to fit their needs. Meaning that I needed to be petite enough for them so that I seemed vulnerable enough under them. They would make sure I ate very little to maintain my figure but when they did give me food, it would be a small bowl of porridge with bread. If I did everything right that pleased them, then I’d get cinnamon in my porridge. But if it looked like I gained any type of weight or baby fat, they would beat me and chain me to my cell with nothing to eat for 2-3 weeks. But 3 days ago when they asked me to…you know…I wasn’t able to because of the state I was in. I couldn’t even walk for fuck’s sake. They thought I wasn’t listening to them so they beat me for disobeying them and not listening to their rules. They made the body guards throw me back in the cell and chain me up again. I only escaped because I guess the body guards didn’t chain me up well enough.”

“So when they arent able to use you, who do they go to?”

"They use my best friend Jimin, a Jaguar hybrid. He does everything they say because he was trained before in another area. But he’s going through the same thing I am, probably not as bad but still bad. They probably think he helped me escape, I should’ve thought this through. This was all a waste of time, you do realize that right?”

“How?”, Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows at the Raven headed hybrid.

“My owners probably sent people out to look for me. What you did was a waste of time, when they do find me, they’re going to bring me back to my owners and either kill me or beat me more, maybe even worse. But that’s not if i beat them to it. I wouldn’t be surprised with any outcome. You should’ve just left me to die, I was close to dying anyway” He heard Hoseok laugh and looked up at him, confused as to why he was acting like this.

“Yoongi, did you question as to why I made Namjoon do all those checks on you?”

“I did but I brushed it off”

“Well, to make this long story short, I’m planning on buying you from your owners”, he finally saw Yoongi’s eyes when his hair moved out of the way. His eyes were sunken and dark, it made Hoseok sad again, “And now since you mentioned your friend Jimin, I might as well get him too, what do you think? Too fast?”

“And how am I to trust you? I barely even know you and your telling me that you’re going to b-“

“Did I harm you in any way, shape, or form?”

No but t-“

“Did I give you food? A bed? Made a doctor come check if you’re okay?”

“Yes…”, Yoongi deeply sighed

“Then I don’t see what the problem is”

“The problem is that I don’t know whether to trust you or not. Last time I trusted someone, I got severely abused”

“You’ll see how life will be in a few days, even if I’m buying you, you’ll be living life as free as you wanted it to be from the start. I won’t stop you from the freedom that you wanted. I just want to take you away from them”

“….Fine…I’ll accept it…your offer”

“Really?!”, Hoseok felt the weight on his shoulders fall off, he was happy dancing in his mind but stayed calm outside.

“Yes, but they might plan on killing you after they accept your money. Last time that happened to someone who tried to by me.”

“Oh don’t worry about that. I just need the name of your owners. I’ll take care of the rest to make sure I’m not dead”, Hoseok winked at the feline, he got up from the table and took the empty bowl from Yoongi and went to the kitchen to put it in the sink. When he returned, he saw Yoongi trying to walk away from the table but limping with every step he took. Hoseok rushed and helped him by placing Yoongi’s arm around his neck.

“You’re too nice, I can do it by myself.”, Yoongi scowled at him, Hoseok just brushed it off and helped him to the guest room. He placed Yoongi on the bed, slowly, and took off his slippers.

“Get some rest now”, Hoseok spoke sweetly to him before walking over to the door, shutting off the light. Once Hoseok left the room, he quickly went to his room to retrieve his telephone, he dialed a number fast and impatiently waited for the other side of the line to pick up

“Hello”, the other voice spoke, that signature deep voice

“Hey Taehyung, I have a request for you, I need you to come with me somewhere to a hybrid’s owner’s house”

“And who will I be killing Mr. Jung?”

“I’ll tell you when you come and if it’s necessary. It’s only necessary if they try to kill me or if their people try to”

“Understood, but if nothing happened?”

“If nothing happens, you will still get payed”

“Understood, have a nice night Mister Jung”

“You too Taehyung”, he sent a farewell before he ended the call. If anything, he hopes nothing gets to hectic.

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“Jungkook, you have a big job to do today”, Hoseok clapped his hands whilst walking down the stairs, he seemed to be in such a good mood.

“And what will that be Hoseok?”, the body guard bowed by the door, “you had called me on my day off so I feel that it will be very important”

“I’m going to be off on a very important errand which could lead to something dangerous”

“Shouldn't I go then?”, the deep brown haired male looked worried

“I have Taehyung with me just in case, it’s way too dangerous and plus, It’s for a hybrid thing.”

“Understood, what’s my job?”

‘I need you to protect Yoongi, he’s in the guest room on this floor. He’s a Panther hybrid and from what I’ve seen, he’s very anti-social. I’m consulting with his owners today to take in him and his friend Jimin who’s a jaguar hybrid.”

“I’ll make sure to take good care of him. But if I may ask, why would you need Taehyung if you’re buying 2 hybrids off of the owners?”

“I was told that these owners of his are scammers, if someone wants to buy them, they set a price. when they are given that amount of money, they set out their assassins or body guards to kill the people who wanted to buy them and keep their money. If this does happen, Taehyung will take care of it. Not that big of a deal.”

“I mean, it’s a big deal considering you need your personal assassin”

“It’s fine, I’ll be okay. If you excuse me, I need to check on Yoongi to make sure he’s okay. you know how to cook right?”

“A little”

“Well, in case you aren't capable. There’s some soup in the fridge, heat it up for him and give him light sandwiches and water. Namjoon said he’s very malnourished.”

“I understand”, Jungkook bowed again before putting his stuff on the coat rack next to him.

Hoseok walked off to the guest room that Yoongi was sleeping in only to see him sitting up, staring at the wall in front of him, “hey Yoongi”

Yoongi turned his head to look at him, his hair still in the way of his eyes, “hi”

“I don’t understand how you can see me through that hair in your eyes”, Hoseok huffed, he walked over to the dresser next to Yoongi and retrieved a hair band. He gestured Yoongi to lean his head down, which he complied to, putting it on his head so that it pushed his hair back, it revealed his forehead but what caught his eyes were his dark brown eyes,”better”. Yoongi looked at him and started moving his thighs together, his tail whipped behind him which made Hoseok raise an eyebrow, “is everything okay? Did the aphrodisiac wear off?”

“Mhm, it just hurts”, Yoongi winced at the pain he was feeling.

“What? Where is it? Is it the headband? I’m sorry”, Hoseok was too oblivious to realize.

“It’s not the headband”

“Is it your bruises? Should I call Namjoon?”

“It’s not the bruises either”

“Then what is it? Is it inside? Am I not feeding you enough? I knew I should’ve given you a second bowl”, Hoseok pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling like he was growing a headache until he saw the shuffling underneath the sheets again, he suddenly became curious. “Can I take a look? Maybe you found a fracture”

Yoongi only nodded, looking away, Hoseok slowly pulled the blanket off of the hybrid’s legs to only reveal his hard on pressed against the sweatpants he was wearing. Hoseok was left wide eyed as he put it back over him and stood up from the bed, ‘wow, I am so sorry- this is- um, wow. Well, I don’t k-know what to do so I’m going to call Namjoon. Just um…s-stay there”

Hoseok left the room faster than you could blink, he was too flustered at the moment. He couldn’t leave Yoongi hurting and Taehyung had to come any minute now. He tripped up the stairs to his room and grabbed the phone. His fingers fumbled as he dialed Namjoon’s number.

“Hello, how may I he-”

“Yoongi is hurting”

“How? He has no fractures, is his bruises getting worse, are you feeding him?”

“Not that type of hurting, I know for a fact that the aphrodisiac wore off but like”, Hoseok took a deep breath, “he’s erect”, Hoseok whispered, “what the hell do I do?”

“Well, considering that hybrids are used for sexual desires, they also receive some kind of pleasure from it. Since he hasn’t been used for the past 3 days, he becomes needy and needs to be milked”

“Milked?! He has udders?!”

“No you moron, do your research next time. Him needing to be milked means that you need to get him off until he is tired. Another way to do this is giving him a sex toy to help him if you can’t”

“I don’t have any sex toys” “Then I advise you help him, make sure he isn’t wearing anything that’s restricting him. Underwear is fine because it’s breathable but anything like pants can start to hurt him. before you ask, no this doesn’t happen all the time, it only happens when a hybrid has sex and isn’t touched a few days after. But that doesn’t mean that they don’t need to get milked from time to time. They need it once every 2 months. If his heat wasn’t tamed then it’s once every 2 weeks for a month. this is why I recommend a sex toy to be given to them.”

“But I need to go somewhere in a few minutes”

“I advise you do it now then, I have another call. Talk to you later about the analysis” “Wait, Namjoon-”, the line disconnected and Hoseok let out a deep breath. He inhaled sharply before putting the phone back and heading back down to Yoongi’s room. The sight before him made him lose his thoughts, Yoongi was slowly grinding up against the silk pillow underneath him, he was pawing what was visible and purring softly. When he was Hoseok by the door, he didn’t stop, instead he bit his bottom lip. “Um N-Namjoon said I have take off your pants. Not like that but- you know. He didn’t really specifically say me but–anyway. I’m just going to do it”

Hoseok walked up to the Panther and laid him down softly on the bed, his hands swiftly trailed down to the hem on the feline’s sweatpants. He was hesitant to do it, his fingers just stayed hooked around it. He’s acting like this was his first time, he had sex before but he doesn’t know why he was feeling so weird.

“Can you continue please?”, Yoongi shyly asked, “it hurts and I kinda want this done with”

“Yeah..yeah sorry”, he tugged the pants off of him and dropped it off the floor, he saw a clear outline of the feline’s hard on, pre-cum stained through his underwear. Again, he froze for second but came back to reality after he saw Yoongi move. Hoseok stood up and walked by the door, “I’m sorry, I can’t do this. I have to meet your owners now. If you don’t mind, can I make my body guard do it. I assigned him to take care of you until I had come back from your owners. I promise to help you out next time. Is that okay?”

“Yes, anything that will make it go away”, he sat up on the bed, grabbing the pillow he was grinding on earlier and bringing it closer to him.

“Great”, he wiped his sweaty hands on the sides of his pants, “I’ll go get him”

Hoseok felt as if he was going to die from cardiac arrest if he didn’t leave that room. “Hoseok, Taehyung is here”, Jungkook announced, Taehyung stood by the door with an expressionless face, his hair is dyed blonde now rather than last time. It fit him.

“Oh thank god”, he huffed, putting his jacket on that was on the table, “Jungkook, I added something to your assignment”

“And what will that be?”

“I need you to milk him, doctor’s orders”

“Um…okay?”, Jungkook was in for an adventure.

Hoseok and Taehyung walked outside to the car, “what’s the name and address of the owners?”, Taehyung asked as he hopped in the driver’s seat, Hoseok taking the passenger”

“They’re known as the Yoon’s, Yoon Dong and Yoon Moon-soo, they’re brothers. They came from a noble family but became rich through their step-father. Apparently, he’s owns the biggest chocolate factory, sad really. Here’s their address”, after Hoseok handed Taehyung the address, Taehyung had driven off. The car ride was so quiet considering that Taehyung barely talked.

Hoseok had known Taehyung during his early teen years, he was thirteen and Tae was ten. Taehyung had broken into Hoseok’s house whilst his family was sleeping. Luckily, Hoseok was up because he couldn’t really go to sleep, when he heard the noise, Hoseok immediately reacted by grabbing a bat. He saw that someone was in his living room, he was about to knock Taehyung aside the head but the young boy at the time place a gun right in-between his eyes. He was brought up to be a child assassin, a group of people found him in some den when he was a baby and raised him to become a criminal. Eventually, Taehyung spared him and left his house only to see each other two years later in the same situation. They made a truce and became friends afterwards. Taehyung somewhat stopped his assassinations but only works under Hoseok’s orders, only if Hoseok needs him.

“So, did you get a girlfriend? Boyfriend? Anyone?”

“No”. Taehyung said bluntly

“How come you always seem so down? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Serious?”

“Very.”

“You’re no fun, you never keep up a conversation. Crack some jokes”

“No”

“Fine, what do you do these days? Anything for fun”

“I work and sleep until I get a call from you which is like, once in a blue moon. and things for fun? I sleep”

“Jesus, that’s depressing”

“How? It’s fun”

“Come with me, you live by yourself, don’t you want company?”

“No, you have too many people in your house, plus a hybrid. I’m not all about big crowds.”

“Hey, Jungkook and Jin only come for 5 days a week. Jungkook only had to come today to make sure Yoongi had all his stuff sorted out. He’s very malnourished”

“Still, no thanks”

“Come on”, Hoseok whined, “just think about it at least”

“I don’t wan-”

“I’ll pay you extra”

“So I’m going to be there tomorrow”

“Wow, all I needed to do was add more money. This isn’t friendship Taehyung. This is bribery”

“I was just joking”, which made Hoseok’s eyes light up, both because he was joking for the first time and because he had hope, “doesn’t mean I’m actually moving in tomorrow”, the smile on Hoseok’s face fell. “I’ll think about it”

The car ride took 20 minutes to reach the house of the owners, Hoseok made Taehyung get on with his assassination routine as Hoseok walk up to the brothers’ door. He took a deep breath in before knocking on the door. An old butler opened the door, he looked stingy himself but gave good attitude for someone who looks like he hates his life

“Good evening sir, how may I assist you?”, he looked about 60-70, he should be in a retirement home, not a butler

“Good evening, I’m here to have a talk with both of the Yoon brothers”, the old man raised his gray sharp eyebrow up with a concerned look,”oh sorry, my name is Jung Hoseok. I’m sure you’ve heard ‘J&M corporations” before, you look wise”

“Well, Mister Jung, they are not here at the moment-”

“Yes they are, I know they are. Let me in, no one would just leave the butler home.”, the old man scoffed and opened the door so that Hoseok could walk in, he gave the butler a small smile as he did.

“They are in the living room to the right of you, you should see the opening”

Hoseok walked down the hallway, he saw candles lit in the living room as he walked closer and closer to it. Suddenly he heard small mewls as he approached it. He pushed the purple see-though linen curtains, there was one of the brothers on a chair that looked like a throne whilst the other brother was standing infront of something, someone. Suddenly he remembered…

“Hyong-kim I remember telling you t- who are you?”, the brother on the chair looked up from his phone and at Hoseok, looking cautious

“Who is it Dong?”, the other brother grunted, who Hoseok was guessing was Moon

“I mean no harm, I just want to chat”, Hoseok put his arms up in defense before putting them back down, “all I have is 2 requests, the faster we get them down, the faster no trouble will be started”, Hoseok grabbed a chair and placed it right in front of the curtain so that he was in the middle. Moon moved back away from the person and zipped his pants up, it was a hybrid. He dropped on his palms and panted, chains around his wrists and naked, gray hair messed up and just wrecked, it made Hoseok’s blood boil. He understands the purpose of hybrids but he doesn’t understand why they are treated like shit, they’re living beings too. The hybrid locked eyes with Hoseok for a split second before moving to a corner in the room.

“What do you want to ‘chat’ about?”, Moon spat out

“Well, I found something that belonged to you, the both of you actually. Right now, it-sorry, he, is getting very well treated at my house right now. He’s very malnourished and skinny, bruised and traumatized, just how you would like him right?”, Hoseok looked at both of the brothers, who furrowed their eyebrows, their eyes angry, “there you go, you know exactly who I’m talking about.”

“Well sir, I don't appreciate how you have come to our house unannounced, claiming that we beat our precious Yoongi-”, Dong started but Hoseok quickly shut him up, from the side of his eye, he saw the hybrid shoot his eyes up at Hoseok

“Don’t play fucking dumb with me you ignorant scum, I already know that the poor hybrid over there is Jimin. Yoongi told me everything about you two, and Jimin”, Hoseok looked at the feline, “he’s sorry for leaving you but don’t worry, you’ll see him again”

“Damn right he’ll see him again because you’re bringing him straight to us-”

“No I’m not, so sit down and shut up”, Hoseok snapped at him, “I’ve come to make 2 deals”

“Jimin, come over here”, Moon called out, Jimin winced and started to crawl slowly, he was in so much pain, “hurry!”

“Maybe if you give him time to reach to you, he would be there by now but since you beat him and barely feed him, he’s doing the best he can so wait”, Moon rolled his eyes waited impatiently for Jimin to come over to him. He placed his hand on his head and started petting him. Jimin looked down at the ground at his hands.

“Well go on” Dong hurried Hoseok

“First deal, I want to buy both Yoongi and Jimin off of you two”, Hoseok leaned back in the chair, “name your price and I’ll pay it”

“As if you could afford both of them, you might as well run along home”, Dong-geun laughed

“You want these wretched hybrids”, Moon grabbed Jimin by the hair and pulled him closer to him, “these good for nothing sluts”, he threw Jimin on the floor, Hoseok tried to maintain his cool but he was about to signal Taehyung to kill them both, “I should be calling the cops right now”

Hoseok just smiled, then he started laughing, “you guys are jokes you know that? You can’t even compete with me. Your father owns a chocolate factory for god’s sake”, Hoseok almost fell out his chair until his smile wiped off his face, “My father owns ‘J&M corporations’, my step-mother owns restaurants you’ve never even been to, my uncle on my father’s side owns many police stations and my aunt on my step-mothers side owns hybrid-protection centers. If none of these rung a bell yet, I’m the son of the most wealthiest man in this country. I can buy this house, demolish it, and write you up for abusing a hybrid. Hell, I make your father’s little company look like the little bread you give these poor creatures. So I advise you hand these hybrids over. Like I said, not looking to start trouble”

“Moon….it’s true, I just searched it up. His name is Jung Hoseok”, Dong looked at his brother with wide eyes and a jaw drop, Moon looked frustrated as if he wanted to scream

“In the flesh”, Hoseok smiled, “now how much? $50 million? $30 billion? How about $30 billion? I know that this might seem like so much to you but this is like $15″, the two brothers looked speechless, flabbergasted at most. All rich people do is care about money

“Deal, take him”, Dong stood up, “we can always buy new on-

“That’s the other side of the deal. I don’t want you two to ever purchase anymore hybrids ever again. Go on and get actual people. If you do, I’ll throw in an extra $10 million”, Hoseok offered, “and just to make sure you don’t go back on your words, I contacted my aunt to tell every hybrid shelter to keep you out. Whether overseas or here so either way, you’re practically getting that $10 million for free”, He took an ‘Owner-retirement contract’ that Namjoon had given him the day he came to check on Yoongi, “now if you don’t mind, I’d like you to sign where you see the ‘x’

The brothers shut up and snatched the paper out of Hoseok’s hand, getting a pen from the table, Hoseok walked over to Jimin and placed his coat over the cautious creature, “it’s okay, I don’t bite”, Hoseok turned to the youngest brother, Moon, “key please”

He tossed Hoseok the key to unlock the shackles off of the leopard hybrid, he generously pet him and helped him walk towards the curtain, Dong handed Hoseok back the paper, “when will we get our money?”

“Two days from now, my butler will drop it off”, Hoseok started heading out for the door until something started to tingle in his body, “oh and I heard that last time someone tried to buy your hybrids, your people killed the person so if you try that, I had brought my assassin with me and to prove it”, Hoseok stomped his foot on the ground twice when suddenly a shot went through their window and hit the floor, making the brothers and Jimin jump, “that was just the warning sign, so unless you two don’t want to end up dead, I advise you stop while you are at it”

Hoseok walked out of the living room and down the hall with Jimin who was trying his best to walk, instead of letting him walk, he got on one knee and let Jimin get on his back, feeling Jimin’s dick on his back but that wasn’t the point. The butler looked bewildered as he looked at Hoseok carrying the hybrid on his back. Carefully, he walked to the car and sat in the backseat with Jimin, Taehyung was right behind him and entered the drivers seat. Quickly, Taehyung drove off and made the way back to Hoseok’s house.

“Taehyung, I’m going to need you to follow Jin monday to drop off the money to give to them, just in case”

“Understood”, Taehyung nodded

Hoseok turned to the scared hybrid next to him, “hey, hey, it’s okay, I promise I won’t hurt you. You’ll be reunited with Yoongi soon, I heard you two are best friends”

Jimin nodded, he held onto Hoseok’s jacket like his life depended on it.

“You can rest now, when you wake up, you’ll be experiencing freedom once we arrive at my house.”, he petted the feline once more, the feline nodded again and curled up on the backseat.

Hoseok felt so giddy and happy, he’s actually doing something with his life, he feels like a new chapter has opened in his life after feeling so useless. He honestly couldn’t wait until he had gotten home though, even thought the day had just started, he was so tired.

30 minutes flew by fast and Taehyung had dropped Hoseok and Jimin off at the house, Taehyung made sure everything was okay before driving off back to his home. Kicking the door woke up Jimin ,who was on his back again. The door quickly opened and the sight of Jungkook made him want to burst out laughing. His hair was a mess, sleeves rolled up and he looked drained.

“Oh thank god you’re here, he wouldn’t stop for a damn hour. It just kept coming out and I thought it would never end but it did 10 minutes ago. Right now, he’s eating the soup you told me to warm up in the dining room.”, Jungkook spoke fast, “I’ll be heading home now, I need to shower for like 2 hours, my arms are so god damn sore”, he walked past Hoseok, “I’ll see you Monday”, he mumbled as he went to his car.

Hoseok chuckled and walked in, kicking the door behind him closed. He walked to the dining room and saw Yoongi’s back to him, “hey Yoongi, guess who I brought?”

Yoongi turned around and basically flipped over the table with how fast he got up, “Jimin”.

Hoseok placed him in the chair across from Yoongi, “I have to call Namjoon for another check up and to take the papers, you both are officially mine except more free”, Hoseok reassured them, what he didn’t expect was Yoongi to come up to him and hug him, it shocked Hoseok but he calmly wrapped his arms around Yoongi, petting him, as much as Hoseok wanted to continue hugging him, he really had to make that call so he broke the hug. “Please give him soup for the meanwhile”, Yoongi nodded and went straight to Jimin.

He went upstairs to retrieve his phone and dialed Namjoon’s job’s phone number

“Hello, this is Dr. Kim, how may I–”

“Namjoon, get your ass over here, I got permission from both of the owners and I need you to run another test on another hybrid, he’s Yoongi’s best friend and I bought him too. So get your ass out that seat of yours.”

“I’ll be over in 20 minutes, is he eating anything?”

“Let me check”, Hoseok went down the stairs to check on the two felines, Yoongi sat on the table in front of Jimin with the bowl in his hand, he was feeding Jimin himself.

Jesus, why did they have to be so cute?

“Yes, Yoongi is feeding him right now. Just come now!”

“I’m coming, I’m coming, calm down!”

“So far he’s alright, he’s not as malnourished as Yoongi but be careful either way. He can eat things like sausages and eggs, but don’t just give him things like heavy meat or something that takes a while to digest. After today, you can start giving Yoongi some sausages and eggs, just take time. Give it a week or so and then build up”, Namjoon informed Hoseok while packing up his briefcase, “oh and he’s going to have to milked as well in 2-3 days. Panthers and Jaguars are in the the same family tree so they both get their heat around the same time and I’m guessing he wasn’t used well considering how he acted with the aphrodisiac, get the both of them sex toys”

“Yeah…I’m going to have to, huh?”, Hoseok rubbed the back of his neck, Namjoon just nodded before walking towards the door.

“The tests for Yoongi is going to come in 2 days, I just have to run the analysis for Jimin now”, Namjoon raised his hand, “see you” and left the house, Hoseok walked to lock the door. When he turned around, he saw Jimin rubbing against Yoongi and purred, Hoseok’s heart warmed up at the side.

“Jimin, are you able to take a shower or do you need me to help you?”, Hoseok walked up to the two felines, they looked so small

“I think I’m able to do it, thank you”, he sat up on the couch and purred, still having the aphrodisiac in his system, “can you just tell me where it is?”

“It’s down the hall by the staircase, first door on the left”, Jimin sweetly nodded and stood up, the jacket falling off of him, showing his naked body. Hoseok got flustered again and looked away until he felt someone’s arms wrapped around his torso…and something on his thigh, “thank you Mister Jung”

“P-Please just call me Hoseok”, he patted Jimin’s back before the silver haired Jaguar walked to the bathroom, “he’s very adorable”, Hoseok tried to make light conversation, Yoongi wasn't laughing so he just changed the subject, “can I ask a serious question?”

“Go ahead”, Yoongi stretched his arms out and yawned, slouching right back on the couch

“What is your and Jimin’s sexual preference? Cause I need to get you guys sex toys and all in case you need to like, milk yourself when I’m not here”, Hoseok awkwardly asked, didn’t feel any better when Yoongi tilted his head,”I’m only asking because Namjoon said that I have to get you guys some, n-not to seem weird or anything”, he reassured Yoongi

“Hybrids were made for any sexual preference so anything works unless it gets the job done, where it’s male or female, whether we have to cross dress or bondage up. But when we are on our heat, then that’s a different story”

“B-Bondage? Cross-”

“Yes”

“And what do you mean it’s different for heat?”

“Well, to shorten it, I need to have actual sex and ejaculate whether it’s inside or out”, Yoongi spoke straightforward as if this wasn’t a big deal

This was a very big deal.

Hoseok wasn’t just going to get some random person to have sex with the hybrids but he wasn’t sure if he could do it himself, it made his head hurt. It shouldn’t be considering that Hoseok prefers both genders but he wouldn’t just do it without feeling some sort of connection…

“I never knew that it was going to be this wild as a hybrid owner but it’s my job to take care of you two so…I’ll help”

“It’s not like you really had a choice, if you didn’t treat our heat, then we would die”

“what?”

“I’m just kidding”, Yoongi laughed, that’s the first time Hoseok actually seen him smile, he had such a perfect gummy smile, Hoseok would do anything to see that smile everyday, “no but thanks for getting Jimin here safely…and for Jungkook’s help”

“Yeah, you made his arms really sore”

“We have really high stamina”, Yoongi informed him, “you should do your research”

“I will”, Hoseok crossed his arms, “I’m gonna go check on Jimin, to make sure he’s okay. After him, make sure to wash up. I’ll bring you two some clothes”, Hoseok gave Yoongi an ‘okay?’ look, which Yoongi replied with a nod. He walked out of the living room and down the hall to the bathroom. He heard the shower running and was relieved that he knew how to work the shower. It’s when he heard Jimin release a pained sound that got him worried. Hoseok walked in the bathroom concerned, “are you- oh my, I’m sorry”. He should’ve realized that he was going to be naked in the first place.

“Can you help me? I didn’t know I’d actually need it, that needle really messed me up”, Jimin’s face was flushed pink, he was on the bathroom floor with his legs in the ‘W’ position. Hoseok scanned his body, the more he looked down, the more he felt something in him shift. Jimin’s tail wrapped around his leg and his ears were pointed on his head, he honestly looked too cute. He mentally slapped and cursed himself back to reality.

“How did this happen? Are you that sensitive?”, Hoseok rushed over to help Jimin, he carefully sat him in the bathtub and ran the water, putting lavender scented epsom salt body wash so bubbles could form and so that he can relax.

“Yes, that red thing is making me feel weird, and it’s also because…of them..due to the beating and..yeah”

“I understand, it’s okay now, you’re safe now”, Hoseok reassured him, “do you need me to wash you or do you feel more comfortable if Yoongi does it?”

“It doesn’t really matter”, Jimin shrugged

“Right”, Hoseok clapped his hands, “right..”

Hoseok grabbed a loofah from the bathroom closet and waited until the bath water came up more before continuing. After 2 minutes had passed, Hoseok lathered the loofah in the soapy water and carefully ran it over Jimin’s collarbone and chest. He coherently sighed at the touch, slightly purring. Hoseok took Jimin’s right arm and started to clean it, he noticed a faint bruise by his shoulder and just shook his head. He should’ve killed them. He did the same to Jimin’s left arm and found what seemed like fingerprint bruises wrapped around his forearm.

“Why did they do this to you?”, Hoseok was infuriated, something in him told him to go back to that house and kill them, with his own two hands.

“They thought I helped Yoongi escape so they beat me, and then proceeded to have sex with me right after. Mister Dong gripped my arms so that I wouldn’t fight back while Mister Moo gripped my waist and...went at it, saying that I wasn’t worthy and called me a slut. It’s not my fault that I was made for these purposes…”, Jimin spoke softly while looking at the bubbles in front of him, there was so much sadness in his eyes

“I’m sorry that you had to suffer through this, no hybrid deserves this”, Hoseok comforted him, he silently continued to wash Jimin down to his stomach but stopped his movements.

“Are you a virgin Mister Jung?”, the question baffled Hoseok

“Call me Hoseok and no, I’m not”, he furrowed his eyebrows

“Then why won’t you touch me?”, he asked innocently

“Because I want to make you are comfortable around me and plus, after what you told me, it doesn’t feel right to”

Jimin nodded and took the loofah from Hoseok hand, putting it under the water. He moaned softly at the touch, Hoseok knew it wasn’t intentional, the aphrodisiac would wear off in the next 4-5 hours so he just pet him until Jimin made sure he was clean. Hoseok proceeded to wash his back, hair and legs before helping him out the bathtub, grabbing the nearest towel and wrapping it around Jimin. He grabbed a smaller one and dried what he could from his hair.

“Stay here, I have to fetch you some clothes”, Hoseok left the bathroom and went upstairs to him room, grabbing a fresh new pair of underwear, white shirt and gray sweatpants with some slippers, “I need buy them some actual clothes”. He jogged back down the stairs and saw Yoongi just sitting down on the living room floor, his tail was thrashing around and his ears were pointed back. Something was wrong. Hoseok quickly went into the bathroom and gave Jimin the clothes, taking the wet towels and putting them in the laundry basket before giving Jimin some privacy. He went to see what was wrong with Yoongi, “are you okay?”

Yoongi shook his head no and Hoseok sat on the floor with him, “I made him get hurt”

“..How much did you hear?”, Hoseok asked in a low voice, audible for both of them to hear.

“Everything up to the virgin question. He got beat and practically raped because of me. Yet he was still so happy to see me, with a big smile on his face. You know what he said to me? He said ‘I missed you, thank you for being alive’. I was so happy to see him yet I can’t help but feel like complete and utter shit, he took the blame for something I completely did on my own. He should hate me right now, I should’ve taken his beating, he didn’t deserve it”, Yoongi looked up at Hoseok right in his eyes, tears threatened to fall out.

Hoseok didn’t know how to react, he didn’t like seeing people cry. His instinct made him bring Yoongi in for a hug, a heartfelt one. That’s when the tears actually fell out, he rubbed his back and ran his fingers through his hair, helping him calm down.

“What happened to Yoongi?”, Hoseok’s turned his head around to see Jimin look confused, the clothes on his were a size big on him and his hair was damp.

“Um..he’s..uh..”

“Nothing Jimin, I’m just really happy you’re here”, Yoongi wiped his tears and broke the hug from Hoseok, getting up from the floor to go hug Jimin, Hoseok heard Yoongi muffle an ‘I’m sorry’ into Jimin’s shoulder. The Jaguar hybrid just smiled and rubbed his back.

“It’s okay…”

They both decided to go to take a nap in the guest room, leaving Hoseok by himself on the living room floor. He smiled to himself and got up from the floor. He checked the time, it was 2:45pm. Hoseok had a busy few weeks ahead of him before he can stop worrying.

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tocksickart · 4 years

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Shit weekend

OK, so it wasn’t an absolutely shitty weekend, but it wasn’t fabulous.

I’ll start with Friday, even though that’s not clearly not the weekend. I went to get my bloodwork done at a place that is 30 mins north of my house. I got there slightly early, signed in, thought I was good to go. WRONG! I get called to the window and was asked for my paperwork...the paperwork that was supposed to have been sent electronically from my doctor’s office the previous Friday...they had not sent anything. Cool. The office was also not open yet, but I tried calling anyway. After three calls and two separate phone numbers, I got the chick in the office who seems to hate me. I told her the situation and gave her the fax number, she said she would fax it asap. Well, 45 minutes later, they still had nothing, so I called again. She swears she faxed it, says she will fax it again, and also emails it to me. They still get no fax. I pull it up on my phone and offer to email it them so they can print it, but I’m told that is not possible. I took matters into my own hands and sent that shit right to one of their Bluetooth printers. So an hour and a half after getting there, they finally get me in and get all ten vials of blood drawn. I started to black out, in regular fashion, but came back around pretty quickly. I sat there for a bit, then sat in my car for awhile longer before starting my 50 minute trek to work. Oh and I hit almost every single red light on the way to work because US 1 sucks and has lights every quarter mile. Yea, so 17 miles of lights every quarter mile. Good times. Anyway, work wasn’t awful. I powered through it, even though I was in pain and a little out of it from the blood loss. After work we went and got food at a bbq place that we frequent. I got my typical salad with a side of pulled pork. I ended up feeling like total shit right after eating. The pains were not fun. We got home and just relaxed on the couch.

Saturday morning I woke up before my alarm and was laying in bed when I heard a crash against the window and then another. I thought the dude was just messing with me. I got up, opened the shutters, and there was a hark staring back at me! We have mirrored windows so it couldn’t see me, but it went on with trying to fight its own reflection. I ended up videoing the encounter. After about a minute it flew away to the fence, where it sat for another minute, then it flew away. It was pretty wild. After that excitement, I got ready for my MRI and headed over there. The MRI took about 45 minutes and was crazy uncomfortable. My head was pounding and the back of my head was hurting so badly where is was touching the board. I had to have the contrast stuff injected, which was very uncomfortable, too. Yay nerve issues. Once it was all done and I was able to stand up, I was super disoriented, which hadn’t happened during the other scans, but it went away after about an hour. After leaving, we ended up going all over the place and stopping at all these random stores and buying a bunch of bullshit that we didn’t need, but it was fun. We made bacon wrapped jalapeños stuffed with tons of cheese and a pork tenderloin wrapped in bacon.

Sunday involved sleeping in, then going to the flea market. We really didn't find anything super exciting there since a lot of vendors still haven’t come back. I did score some cute Gingher bird scissors, though. We got back home and I pulled up a bunch of old plants and weeds to put in the composter. I repotted a bunch of seedlings, also. Meanwhile, it was hot as all fucking hell, so I was sweating my brains out, feeling like I was going to pass out. I hadn’t eaten all morning and definitely hadn’t drank enough water, so I had no business being outside in that heat. I finally dragged my ass inside and went to eat, but I felt like such shit, I just drank water and took a shower. But of course, not before heaving a meltdown from feeling like shit and being stupidly hormonal, because fuck Nexplanon and Endo. I balled my eyes out in the shower, then got in bed. The dude encouraged me to eat and drink more water and just chill. I laid around until our smoked chicken wings were done. I managed to eat about 10 and then I tapped out. I spent the rest of the evening putting away clothes, watching SVU, and making new designs for my Redbubble. While in the bedroom I had kept hearing noises above me, and then out of nowhere I heard a bunch of scrambling and scratching. Then what sounded like a critter falling down behind the wall. I banged on the wall a bunch and the noises stopped. Shortly after, the dude heard the noises all the way out in the living room. He set traps immediately. I tried going to sleep early, but could not get comfortable and ended up rolling around until about midnight. Good times.

Well, I certainly didn’t expect to ramble on this long about nothing. I’m in a weird mood this morning. Really hoping to hear from the doctor about my MRI and bloodwork. Obviously I want it all to be normal, but if it isn’t, i seriously hope she can give me some damn answers already.

OK. I need to end this. I’ve gone too far. Goodbye.

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gaudeixcc · 4 years

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Peloton News – Chicken & Pork

Sitting in my kitchen about to start the usual factual tour documentation, I look out of my French doors and into the garden.

Literally, as I am about to punch finger to keyboard, a pigeon flies straight into the window.

20 miles to the South (my internal compass still accurate to within a few degrees) and one Captain Mark McEvoy sits cross-legged on his new yoga mat. He is, I suspect, in a deep meditative trance, communicating with the birds…well, one particular bird. He sees through third-sight the motion of digit towards MacBook and he seizes his opportunity.

There is a loud thud as the feathered fox food clumps against the glass.

Undeterred, I press on though. This is an important story to tell.

Munich really is a beautiful city. It has an unhurried feeling about it. Not too much hustle and bustle, but just enough. Clean and tidy everywhere and a sort of low-rise architecture with church spires scattered about the place, London this is not.

Sitting in the city-centre roof garden sipping beers with Macca, overlooking the city was a lovely start to this mini cycling trip.

We chatted about this and that. Furious disagreement on Coronavirus not even in the air, let alone the conversation at this point. (I believe that we need to be careful and manage the infection as the human price is significantly larger than the financial one. Macca believes that we should inject everyone in the eye with the virus and that the strong will survive and the weak will be thinned out nicely).

The drama of the evening was the arrival of Tommy Trusler with an arm in a sling (his own arm I should add). An outrageous rugby manoeuvre had seen him hit the deck and pain arrive with a jolt. Within 2 minutes of the news landing Macca had completely diagnosed both the problem and the rehabilitation period, had put the Truslers’ collective minds at ease and then laid out a spread of complementary peanuts to settle everyone down.

Next morning, the drive to our first port of call was largely uneventful. Deep into Italy and with a further 2 hours still to go to get to the eventual destination of lake Garda, we stopped for the day 1 ride.

The Sella Ronda. 42 miles and nearly 7,000 foot of elevation. This was going to be tough. JT lead the pack out and immediately into the first tunnel. Somehow, I had found myself in second position. With this group, this is not a position which I belong in.

I didn’t know James had an uneasy phobia of tunnels. Why would I? Within 100 yards of setting off we entered an uphill sloping tunnel. There was a faint parping sound from the rear of James bicycle and he was off. For the first 15 seconds I thought it was just me getting used to the normal pace. I started panting. By 30 seconds my legs had started to squeal at the pace of the relentlessly pedalling Trusler. By the time we exited the tunnel my lungs were burning. They took 30 mins to lose that feeling. Seriously. 30 fucking minutes. We were less than 10 minutes into the toughest ride of the trip and we’d effectively started our marathon with a flat-out 400 metre race. I don’t remember Mo Farah ever adopting this tactic in the Flora 26….

Most tours I’m middle-to-lower Peloton. This mini-tour and I knew I was going to be at the back.

JT and Macca were known quantities. I’d also ridden with Neal and knew he was up there in the Macca-sphere somewhere. Andrew was an unknown quantity. JT had described him as ‘liking to get out front early before settling in to a rhythm. Strong rider’.

Over the course of the 3 rides I would describe Andrew a strong rider who likes to get out front early before settling into a rhythm.

What is particularly unusual is that in this instance James displayed some genuine human assessment to his rider categorisation. Normally his brain places people into 3 buckets.

‘Bucket 1, riders who are the same as, or better than I am. Bucket 2. Shit riders. Bucket 3. Riders ability unknown as mentally feeble.’

I know he sees me as firmly having two feet in bucket 3 with aspirations to climb into bucket 2. Macca has me pegged at the pre-bucket stage.

The ride finished with over 40 miles under the belt and nigh on 7,000 foot of climbing. That’s punchy in my book.

Friday’s ride was not much easier either. In fact, with the mileage in the legs from day 1, it felt the toughest of the days by a good measure. The climb after lunch was fairly relentless with a big high-teens ramp toward the end.

Whilst on the climb I came across a stationary JT. A few weeks earlier he had allegedly been severely injured in a freak accident at Center Parcs involving a waterslide and the wrangling of a small child. I didn’t like to probe. This injury however, whilst not apparent at the time (nor visible…. Nor complained about….or even talked about it seems) suddenly re-appeared on the ascent. A grudging acknowledgment of the severity of day 1 along with the unrelenting nature of the back-to-back-ness of day 2 was murmured.

Thrilled to have company at the back, I chatted light-heartedly until we arrived at Andrew, stationary on the steepest part of the climb so far, looking pretty fed up.

The sight of him stopped gave my brain all the excuses it needed to deploy the old executive decision to down-tools and break out the food.

I sat down under a tree.

I quite like sitting down.

The other two then buggered off.

I remained sat down.

The crest was only about 200 yards away as it turned out. When I got there, I felt done. Not since the last time, the fountain at Malaga I think, I had a little lie down. Again, not what you expect your average cyclist to be doing whilst out on a ride. I breathed deeply whilst listening the chitter chatter of the fellas discussing James’ alleged knee injury.

After the ‘CenterParcs vs small child’ explanation, Macca dwelt.

He narrowed his eyes.

There was complete silence.

His semi-sentient neural connection to the world wide web had latched on to a local wi-fi hot-spot and he had deployed a legion of web-spiders all armed with binary details of all of James’ symptoms onto the net.

His eyes lost all focus momentarily.

After a few seconds I think the first of the spiders returned as Macca suddenly arrived back in the present, eyes squeezed into a defined narrow gaze.

‘I think you have a damaged meniscus and in all probability a cyst on the inside of your knee’.

James pondered this for a moment. ‘You’re probably right’.

Behind Macca’s eyes, the fire raged. Fury and bile broiled in the pit of his stomach as adrenalin coursed through his arteries and soaked his brain.

Deep in his mind his basal ganglia fired messages to all parts of his thinking system and from the cold dark recesses of a structure billions of development years in the making, a dark, deep, cold voice uttered a single word……’Probably?’

Macca wanted to grab James by the throat and lift him off the floor and squeeze… his mind’s favoured Darth Vader manoeuvre. He wanted to lean in to him. Nose nearly touching nose. And quietly, in spittle filled words say ‘Probably?’

What he actually did was imperceptibly shrug his shoulders and gentle raise his eyebrows a couple of millimetres and softly said ‘seems likely’. The web spiders had started fighting amongst themselves. Macca calmed them down.

The rest of the ride was smattered with stops for food and some post-lunch ridiculousness in the form of immediate 20% climbs out of the town.

By the time the day had ended, we’d caught 2 cross-lake ferries, ridden a brutal 50 miles on top of the previous days efforts and were back at our lovely apartment for after-ride chitter chatter.

Saturday was nearly with us and general consensus was a rest day was required. All agreed.

The conversation slid to another climb which both Neil and James had done in the local area. Both riders had not managed to conquer this particular beast.

Massive gradient, brutal in a way that Mortirolo was…. but worse.

Brilliant. This was my chance. I’d been dying to put the needle into someone at some point. I was fed up of being the shit rider, now was my chance to lash out at the talent.

‘Wow….. I bet Macca could do it’.

That little bomb-shell deployed, I thought I’d settle back and watch it all unfold.

Whilst there was plenty of chatter about it, the white glove was not picked up off the floor. This was terrible. If Dripping had been here, the moment it was suggested he would have had a foot in a pink Rapha shoe, gels quickly thrust into jersey pocket, car keys in mouth, ready to go.

He would have failed of course, but Jesus H Christ he would have given it everything….!

Macca wouldn’t have failed. He is in phenomenal shape at the moment. Low on weight, big on power and with a ‘I will not be fucking beaten’ mindset, he would have crawled through broken glass to come out on top.

Still, I couldn’t convince him to give it a go. If he would have, I would have gone too. I would have given it a go. I would have failed. My mind, on seeing the ridiculous uncomfortableness of it all would have replayed the fact that Neil and James had failed, therefore there’s no shame in stopping, sitting down and having a bite to eat.

‘You know what today is don’t you?’ I parried in one last attempt to make the great seem mortal.

‘Chicken Saturday’.

It was a cheap shot. It was a final shot.

It didn’t work.

A great rest day followed where we swam in the lake, ate amazing food, sipped Negronis and generally relaxed in the loveliness of it all. Even went on a tour of a vineyard where unbeknownst to us, a small rodent-like creature ate half of James’ under-bonnet Jaguar.

The final day of riding was an early start and a just beautiful ride up and around the lake. Amazing scenery and some really lovely climbs.

What I came to realise during the course of the trip is that the Peloton needs its fair spread of performers. Being slower than the rest meant I rode pretty much every climb alone. Whilst Macca, Neil, Andrew and JT managed to broadly cycle tighter (I am assuming…didn’t actually witness much of this with my own eyes), I was at the back. Pushing against no-one. The other fellas had some competition. One trying to drop the other etc. This meant they all pushed hard, very hard at some point. At the back, a push resulted in the same thing as just grinding it out. Progress up an empty climb. It was not an easy 3 days of cycling by any means. 40 miles and 7,000 feet of climbing never would be. But did I ever empty the tank? No. Did I track someone down, hold their back wheel and then fuck the hell off when I sensed weakness? No.

For that sort of cycling in general, I need to rest of the lower-order Peloton and in particular, Dripping. I fucking hate being beaten by him. He has more capability and more sheer determination to suffer pain than I do. I beat him because the one thing I do focus on with a bit of bloody-mindedness is training. The day he does the longer training efforts, sharpens the weight, then I’m fucked. In the meantime, I keep plugging away and am just about keeping my nose in front…..just.

Cycling is different things to everyone. This trip also underlined the sheer beauty of the world we live in. Whilst cycling up the climbs I contemplated what was around me. I even took the odd photo. Competition and personal performance have their place. But…. and it’s a big but, for us mere mortals who don’t do this for a living, more eyes on the scenery and less on the heart-rate is probably a good thing. Perhaps in time as our performance inevitably wains the balance will shift a little and we won’t mourn the loss too much as we’ll appreciate the gain.

The white Jaguar piloted its way back toward Munich and made its way closer to my absolute tour highlight… ‘Pork Knuckle Sunday’. What a way to follow the disappointment of ‘Chicken Saturday’. Along with gravy, chips and a massive fucking pint of lager (technically not a pint, I know, but you get my drift).

James, not a driver for any of the world’s slow lanes, gave the cat a fair thump away from the service station following the pit stop. Pulling out (at velocity) onto the motorway, he snagged a yellow ‘engine warning’ light and the car went in to limp mode.

Macca’s eyes hazed over.

‘Please tell me the symptoms’ said Macca (whose voice tonality had suddenly gone all Alexa).

After James’ incoherent babble I casually thought for a moment ‘probably an emission thing after you hoofed it’ said I, not really caring as we still seemed to be moving and pork knuckle appeared to be at no particular risk.

There was a very quiet snort from the back-seat. Almost as if Holmes had just heard Watson’s completely amateur explanation of the what had happened to the murder victim in the hours preceding his grisly death.

‘I suspect’ started Sherlock McEvoy, ‘That an air and/or vacuum hose of some variety has become dethatched leading to the engine switching quickly into a self-preservation limp mode. Likely cause? The Bavarian crested marmot. They like to digest rubber in the confines of a warm bonneted car’.

As dusk approached, the web-spiders where shepherded back to their pens and a calm quiet settled into the car.

In what has been an incredibly unstable year, I feel lucky that a flight to Munich booked pre-pandemic for some cycling in Germany ended up in Italy and played out exactly as it had. 2021 seems an awfully long way away. Success would be a full Peloton tour and narrow squinted eyes towards Dripping’s rear wheel.

Get out and ride my little schweinshaxe.

Hoppo

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wanderbitesbybobbie · 4 years

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REAL TALK: How I Lost 8 pounds in 3 Weeks

Once upon a time, I was a swooping 114 lbs. on the scale. I was close to 100 lbs., the ideal weight for my height. It took me 3 months of gym workouts and strict diet to get to 114. But then on June 2019, I had to fly back to Sydney for school works and in no time I was back on my MAD diet (meat all day). I mean… who can resist Australian Beef Steak with Peppercorn Sauce? I had zero self-control. I was snacking on ice cream in winter. I created a strong relationship with burgers and big fat potato chips. I was stocking on rare TimTam flavors which I could only find in Aussie. Coles, Woolies, and Aldi were my favorite hang-out places. If I felt a little broke, I would turn to $5 Domino’s Pizza and devour the entire thing. Also, my love for noodles didn’t help. Sydney Chinatown was my noodle-go-to place. Dry noodles, ramen, stir-fried, Chinese, Vietnamese, Thai… name it! I knew where to get them. Surprise, surprise! I was 121 lbs. when I left Sydney.

I was back in the gym, trying hard to lose the weight I gained. I ran 15 mins. full speed on the treadmill and continuously did circuit training. I did Pound exercises and Muay Thai. It wasn’t hard to lose the excess weight. I went back to counting my calorie intake and avoided rice. I firmly believed that white rice makes my tummy bloat.

2 months of hardcore training and I was back in the game. I was losing weight again. My core training was working. I can see the lines on my abs getting firmer. I had to be stricter this time. Unfortunately, my psychiatrist became a bit worried. I was being obsessed with weight-watching to the point that I sometimes starve myself by eating just a fruit to avoid consuming my calories. It was the biggest mistake I have ever made. My depression went back, and it was bouncing like crazy. I had to stop the “diet”. I was still taking my plant-based protein shakes to replace some of my meals. It worked for a while, but then I flew to Jakarta.

Jakarta is a food-haven. I love Indonesian Cuisine. I love every bit of it, may it be something spicy, or sweet, or out of the ordinary. It was truly a gastronomic adventure that I totally forgot about calorie counting and diet. In Indonesia, rice is life. Plus, Indonesia is the home of “Three Buns” which happens to be the number one burger in Asia. I was lucky enough to be able to taste it while I was there. Each day was a totally different food experience. Which got me thinking… maybe traveling makes me gain weight? Maybe I should ditch food blogging?

TRAVELING MAKES ME GAIN WEIGHT… NOPE. IT WAS THE LACK OF SELF-CONTROL THAT MAKES ME GAIN WEIGHT.

The reality is… when you start eating unhealthy, you become somewhat addicted to it. You go after your cravings. For a few months, I drove to the biggest food night market in Manila on Fridays. It’s a street food heaven! I had pork barbecue smothered in fatty oil and dessert shakes colored in flavorful sugar. I would eat anything I wanted. I would snack on a cheese platter with a cold glass of Moscato while watching Netflix. I was at my laziest. I stopped going to the gym and stayed in front of the TV just like a sloth.

Until I felt it. My spine was hurting. It was probably my scoliosis, reminding me that I was becoming too heavy. I started having heart burns and I had trouble breathing. I wanted to go back to 114 lbs. I was only 14 lbs. away from my goal weight. I had to step on the scale and face it. I WAS A WHOPPING 139 LBS., bloated as hell, insecure, and having nothing to wear from my closet. What did I do to myself???

This is it! I have to re-evaluate all my choices. I started de-cluttering and cleansing. Not only on my diet, but also with my surroundings. I started cleaning my room. I chucked all the things that didn’t matter anymore. Old papers, old cards, old mugs, old clothes… and then I started with my cleanse.

EXERCISE IS ONLY 20% OF THE PROCESS.

I started stretching again and visiting the gym. I was slowly getting back into the rhythm. But, I knew I had to stick to something that would not make me go back to my unhealthy lifestyle. I was then introduced to a Netflix Documentary titled “The Game Changers”. It’s a documentary that explains all the science behind a plant-based diet. At first, I was hesitant to try focusing on a plant-based diet. I mean… c’mon. It was clearly not a balanced diet for me. I need my meat, I need my fish. But… as I slowly took in the facts, it gave me the extra push that I needed. It completely changed the way I see (and eat) food.

I started changing my meal plans. I started choosing greens from being the carnivore that I was. My plate became more colorful, not from fancy sugars, but from the vegetables that I hand-picked from the farmer’s market.

I was doing it. I was giving it a go. Completely changing my diet to plant-based was hard at first. I always craved for roast pork and grilled chicken. But then, realizing that plant-based foods can be as whole as what we would normally eat, I started cooking healthy. My protein source became completely plant-based. My sauces were all plant-based. Some people would always tell me… “No. You need to eat beef or fish or chicken breast or eggs to get your protein fix.” What people don’t understand is that these meats are only carriers of protein. THEY ARE NOT THE SOURCE. At the end of the day, what do these animals feed on? Cows that produce dairy and beef meat eat grass. Chickens eat corn. Pigs that produce your favorite pork chops eat whatever, God-knows-what. THEY ALL EAT PLANTS. These animals are bred and confined in an area where they can get sick and contaminate their own species. They are injected with antibiotics of high dozes to avoid deadly illnesses that can sometimes be transmitted to humans. It’s the same with seafood. Commercial breeders breed the fishes in pens and we can only imagine the amount of mercury they have taken from swimming in highly polluted waters.. Plus, let’s not forget the fact that not all parts of these animals are lean. There will always be excess fats which can tick off your cholesterol levels in dangerous amounts. Hello Bagnet, Lechon Kawali, Crispy Pata… fat deep-fried in fat. THEY TASTE SOOOO GOOD… I won’t argue. But we all know, it’s bad for you.

Anyway, as I started shifting to a plant-based diet, counting my calories was easier. I started avoiding dairy and animal bi-products. Since vegetables and fruits theoretically have lower calories than meats, I indulge, but NEVER go beyond my allotted calorie count. In a matter of few days, I started losing 2 lbs. I was eating healthy and exercising. I started cooking Thai, Korean, Mexican, making tacos out of vegetables and soft shell whole wheat tortillas. I’m a dessert person, so when I craved for sweets, I had almond milk shakes packed with strawberries and bananas. Almond Milk contains 45 kcal per 180 ml serving, compared to 200 plus the excess sugars you get from full cream milk. I made everything homemade… Pesto in Wheat Pasta, Thai Eggplants with Tofu and Basil, Kimchi Stew, Vegetable Curry. Everything was from whole foods, none of the bi-products. I snacked on fruits instead of my cheese platters. I started reading the labels and looking at what I was actually eating. In 2 weeks, I lost almost 6 lbs. I was truly amazed.

SUGAR-FREE? I WOULD RATHER INTAKE REAL SUGAR OUT OF CANE OR COCONUT THAN EAT SOMETHING THAT SAYS SUGAR-FREE.

Anything that says sugar-free uses sugar substitutes that contain Aspartame or Erythritol. These substitutes are essentially cheaper than raw sugar in a mass production set-up, however, these chemicals do more bad than good. They contain carcinogens (main cause of cancer), just the same carcinogens you get from over-cooking processed foods like bacon, hotdogs, and what-nots. I am a Food Technologist myself and I have been working in a diet cafe in Australia which required me to make “healthy” recipes as the head R&D Pastry Chef. They wanted me to create things that say Sugar-Free, Gluten Free, Lactose Free… and whatever “Free” you could possibly think of. Guess what they ask me to use? NOTHING but chemicals. I choose not to drop the name of the cafe. I would rather zip it than get sued. LOL.

SHIFTING IS NOT EASY. IT REQUIRES A MASSIVE AMOUNT OF DEDICATION AND SELF-CONTROL.

I am not pushing anyone to be on a plant-based diet. I am simply relaying how I lost weight by eating healthy and exercising. My therapist would always tell me that 30 mins. cardio a day (dancing, pound, running, walking) is ultimately healthy for the brain. I try to do it even when I’m just at home. This is my fitness journey. I share my healthy recipes on this blog.

DIETS I’VE TRIED BUT I STILL BOUNCED BACK TO GAINING WEIGHT

Paleo Diet

Intermittent Fasting

GM Diet (for cleansing)

Military Diet

Low Carb Diet

What works for me doesn’t always mean it will work for you and vice-versa. It’s your dedication and will to change that makes it possible. Weight gain doesn’t always mean you’re getting fat. It can also mean you’re getting leaner, thus the muscle gain. Remember, skinny doesn’t always mean healthy and healthy doesn’t have to be skinny. 😊

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Please try to keep this flame free. I have taken great pains to explain my(and others) reasoning in a clear and concise fashion. The <a href="https://www.bodypharm.biz/oral-steroids-401/methandienon-3454.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Dbol</a> Main cycle ramp-off explained in detail: Article The original Study: Acta Endocrinol (Copenh) 1976 Dec;83(4):856-64 Related Articles, Links Effect of an anabolic steroid (metandienon) on plasma LH-FSH, and testosterone and on the response to intravenous administration of LRH. Holma P, Adlercreutz H. Plasma levels of testosterone, luteinizing hormone (LH) and follicle-stimulating hormone (FSH) as well as the response of LH and FSH to the intravenous administration of 100 mug of luteinizing hormone releasing hormone (LRH) were measured in 16 well-trained athletes (mean age 30 years) before and after 2 months of daily oral intake of 15 mg of metandienon, and anabolic steroid (Anabolin, 17 alpha-methyl-17beta-hydroxy-1,4-androstadien-3-one, Medica, Finland). All athletes continued to train regularly, just as they had done for several years. During administration of metandienon the mean plasma testosterone level fell 69%, from 29.4 +/- 11.6 nmol/1 to 9.1 +/- 7.5 nmol/1. The mean plasma levels of LH and FSH also fell significantly (P less than 0.001 and P less than 0.01, respectively), both about 50%. Because LH and FSH levels were low after administration of the steroid the maximum stimulation values after LRH administration were also lower than pre-treatment values although the mean increments did not differ significantly before and after administration of the anabolic steroid. However, after treatment, the FSH response curve had a biphasic pattern in most subjects, with peaks at 10 to 20 and 50 to 60 min after the iv injection of LRH. Administration of LRH after the treatment period had no effect on FSH secretion in two subjects and no effect on LH secretion in one. Our results show that administration of an anabolic steroid causes a pronounced lowering of plasma levels of testosterone, LH and FSH but causes no gross alteration in the response of LH secretion to stimulation by LRH. The reason for the biphasic response pattern of FSH to LRH administration in most subjects is not known. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ok, I'm making this flame-free so that no flame fests occurr and people get the right information, not all jumbled. It has actually been improved upon somewhat with the advent of some newer compounds and with the help of AF Vets. This a more streamlined version, that should work for almost everybody.(Even those who almost always crash): First, it was decided that the last 4 weeks, of the 8 week ramp-off should be 5mg instead of 10mg, as your HPTA should be recovered by some degree by that time. The 10mg time/correlation: Now, for 10mg. 10mg ------- 5mg --------- 2.5mg --------1.25mg ---------0.625mg Half-lives = 3.4 * 4 = 13.6hrs(to 1mg) 13.6/16.0 = 85% or 0.85(As compared to 15mg) Test decrease + LH Decrease Normal(15mg) = 69% 50% 10mg = 58.7% 42.5% Thats w/o <a href="https://www.buysteroids.ws/anastrozole-1151/balkan-21199.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Arimidex</a> W/ arimidex(Increases Test by an average of 58% in controlled trails, and reduces estrogen by about 90%): 10mg becomes: 58.7*(1-0.58)= 24.65% Test decrease LH is reduction is reduced from 50% to 42.5% (These numbers do not include the addition of <a href="https://www.buysteroids.ws/clomiphene-1345/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">clomid</a> and <a href="https://www.roidsmall.net/hcg-and-hgh-sale-512/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">HCG</a>) This is 5mg time/concentration correlation: 5mg ------- 2.5mg --------1.25mg ------ 0.625mg Half-lives = 2.4 * 4 = 9.6hrs(to 1mg) (Compared to 10mg) 9.6/13.6 = 70.59% or 0.7059 Test decrease + LH Decrease Normal(15mg) = 69% 50% 10mg = 58.7%(-10.3%) 42.5%(-7.5%) 5mg = 41.43%(-27.57%) 30%(-12.5%) Thats w/o arimidex W/ arimidex: 5mg becomes: 41.43*(1-0.58)= 17.4% Test decrease And LH, decreases to only a 30% decrease (These numbers do not include the addition of Clomid or HCG) Finalizing(W/arimidex included): Testosterone decrease + LH Decrease 15mg == 69% 50%(Study) 10mg == 24.65% 42.5%(This for you weeks 1-4) 5mg == 17.4% 30%(This for you weeks 5-8) (These numbers are in comparison to the 15mg dosage and do not include the addition of Clomid or HCG or other compounds which both stimulate LH, FSH and endo test) End(Finalized Ramp-off): (6-8 weeks) before end of Main cycle: Start 25mg <a href="https://www.goanabolics.com/dragon-pharma-1042/proviron-27418.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener">proviron</a> End Main Cycle. AM Dbol off-ramp: 8 weeks #1.Start ramp-off at 10mg Dbol in the AM upon waking up.(Weeks 1-4) and 5mgs(Weeks 5-8) #2 Make damn sure you take the 10mg Dbol(Weeks 1-4) at the same damn time every day. As soon as you wake up. This wake up time (if 8 or 9 or 10 AM) must be used for the rest of the ramp-off(8 weeks)(Circadian Rhythm is VERY important to the success of the ramp-off) Same with the 5mg dose(Weeks 5-8). #3 Proviron at 25mgs/day(LH booster)(Weeks 1-8) #4 Arimidex at 1mg ED or more.(2mg is as high as I would go). (Also on weeks 1-8) #5 HCG at 5000IU�s 2X/week on Weeks 5,6,7,8 (Endo Test Booster) #6 Clomid at 300mgs Day 1, and then 100mgs/day from then on until the end of the bridge(LH and FSH Booster) Weeks 1-4: Are designed to reduce androgen levels(10mg Dbol here) and stimulate the HPTA to start its own endo test production, and increase FSH, and LH levels. 10mg == 24.65% 42.5%(This for you weeks 1-4) Your HPTA will be pretty much zero at the beginning off the ramp-off, and a combination of compounds that only decrease normal test levels by 24.65% and substances that increase LH and FSH and stimulate endo test(Clomid and Proviron) will let your HPTA recover by some margin. Weeks 5-8: Are designed to reduce androgen levels even further(Only 5mg Dbol here), due to the fact that they are not needed because your HPTA has partially recovered in Weeks 1-4. 5mg == 17.4% 30%(This for you weeks 5-8) With the reduction of androgens from 10mg to 5mg, you have changed the Test decrease to only 17.4% and let LH reduction only be 30%. Again, you will be on Clomid and Proviron, and these two will help you boost LH levels and increase test levels further. But now comes the interesting part. The introduction of HCG. HCG is probably the best booster of endo test at your disposal for short periods of time, via the stimulation of the Leydig Cells in the testes. HCG at the specified dosage will boost endo test levels back to the normal pre-main cycle range. (Remember that 5mg Dbol only causes a 17.4% decrease in Test). HCG should help nullify that. And after those 8 weeks of the ramp-off, you come off. Both Test and LH levels should be within the normal range, and you will not crash or suffer muscle loss like pretty much all post-cycle recovery methods. Special thanks goes to the guys who helped me put all this into a clear and concise article. You know who you are. NEW: As an addition: Androgel might be of definate use in Weeks 5-8 as it roughly doubles Test levels, w/o any decrease in LH. Which will further boost ending ramp-off test levels. If you have the time, this preparation shows great promise for further enhancing the ramp-off. References: (Thanks to Mr. Nobody and got Wood) 1. Swerdloff, RS, and Wang, C., et al., Long-term pharmacokinetics of transdermal testosterone gel in hypogonadal men., J Clin Endocrinol Metab. 2000 Dec;85(12):4500-10. The intend of agel in the recovery program is for libido purposes, and may delay overall recovery a bit. 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Sixty-six adult hypogonadal men (22-65 years of age) were withdrawn from prior i.m. treatment for 4-6 weeks and then randomly assigned to treatment with TTD (two 2.5-mg systems applied nightly) or i.m. (200 mg injected every 2 weeks); there were 33 patients per group. Twenty-six patients in the TTD group and 32 in the i.m. group completed the study. TTD treatment produced circadian variations in the levels of total T, bioavailable T, dihydrotestosterone, and estradiol within the normal physiological ranges. i.m. treatment produced supraphysiological levels of T, bioavailable T, and estradiol (but not dihydrotestosterone) for several days after each injection. Mean morning sex hormone levels were within the normal range in greater proportions of TTD patients (range, 77-100%) than i.m. patients (range, 19-84%). 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