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#trigun#trigun anime#trigun fanart#vash#vash the stampede#might have to edit this again when im back home lol#thanks y'all for enabling my One Boobie Vash art it's everything to me <3
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Hiii, Amy, how are you? Like really, how are you? I hope you're well.
I saw you reblogged this post and a fic about Homelander literally eating a supe!reader who has fast healing would be awesome! Imagine, she's not bulletproof, she can't fly, her thing is just really fast healing, like Wolverine. One night, she offers Homelander her fresh because she loves him so much that she wants him to literally consume her, would he accept, would he say no, what would he do?
girl. i cannot believe you inspired me to write straight up erotic cannibalism. (yes i can.)
dead dove! do not eat! smut and literal eroticized cannibalism under the cut. lite blasphemy? 18+.
It all begins with a bite.
Your hand in his hair, moaning in his ear. "Harder," you gasp, his teeth at your throat, teasing the delicate flesh there. He thinks you mean for him to fuck you harder, and he snaps his hips hard enough to rattle your teeth, but you shake your head.
"No, darling–bite me harder," you urge, legs locked tightly around his waist.
He obeys without a thought, sinking his teeth into the junction between your neck and shoulder. It doesn't matter how rough he is with you, it doesn't matter if he shatters you, your body mends by the time he draws back for the next thrust.
He likes the way the pain makes you moan, and he loves the way it makes your pussy clamp down on his cock. He's not convinced you even feel pain, not with how wet it makes you.
"Harder," you say again, yanking his hair roughly. "I want you to taste my blood."
Homelander is delirious with his own pleasure, so near to the cusp of release, he doesn't question it. His sharp teeth slide through your skin like butter, and the copper tang of your blood fills his mouth in an instant.
It makes you scream. He fucks you hard and fast through your orgasm, lapping up the blood from where you've already healed. If not for the familiar sweet taste of you, it would be like it was never yours.
You take him by the face and kiss him with more fervency than he's ever felt, licking your own blood from his teeth.
"Take more of me," you plead against his lips. "I love you. I love you so much. I want to give you everything."
He doesn't understand what you mean. He has you. More than he's ever had anyone before you, more than he ever will.
So he thought.
“Bite me harder,” you keen, digging your nails into his back. You’re frail by superhuman standards, only a little stronger than a human, but your regenerative healing makes you practically indestructible. “I want you to fucking eat me.”
He moans outright when you drag your nails along his scalp.
Because you demand it, he does it again. He bites down, and both your hands cup the base of his skull as if you're nursing him against your body.
His lids flutter.
You feel incredible. You taste even better. Your touch has always made him salivate. His love for you has not been an end to his loneliness, it has become an extension of it.
When you're gone, it's as though the sun loses warmth. Color loses saturation. Food loses flavor. Where he once thought love, ever present in his heart, would reinvigorate the world, he has found this is only true when your hand is in his, when he is inside you, when the taste of you is raw on his tongue.
He must always keep you near. Without you, the world feels too much like a sterile white box beneath fluorescent lights.
"Eat," you whisper, quivering in his hold. "Feel me inside you."
Yes, he thinks. Stay with me.
Your body gives beneath the press of his teeth like it was made to. Blood carries bite-sized portions of you down his throat like the tide brings driftwood to the shore.
"That's it, baby," you moan, voice breathy. You sound as you do on the precipice of release, a swelling of need and incomprehensible pleasure. "I love you."
He believes you.
He tastes it in the spill of you down his throat, and in the white-hot clench of your body. The wet of your cunt, your blood, the saliva you swallow back.
You're hungry, too. You're left drooling as he feasts.
He thrusts faster, lips pressed deep in your sinew.
To love is to devour.
To give.
He will give unto you as you have given unto him.
From the moment he met you, he was animal-like in his craving of you.
Perhaps this was always his natural trajectory. He has never known a love he did not choke down, swallow, tear apart at the seams.
You are the first capable of enduring him.
Every bite he takes of you replenishes itself in seconds. He can drag his tongue along his own teeth marks and feel your flesh push back against it, mending itself, born anew to be swallowed again.
This. This is what he has always needed. Too long have love and affection been a finite resource dangled at the end of the very stick they used to beat him. He bore this gnawing emptiness for so long, it grew teeth.
How did you know how to feed it?
He screws his eyes shut, keening into the bloodied crook of your neck.
"Let go," you whisper. "Let's fill each other." Your fingers are delicate in his hair. Your tenderness is relentless, worming deep into the rotted thing that drums in his breast.
You dare his heart to beat for you, and suddenly he can't remember a time when it didn't.
"Come for me, baby."
Climax hits him so hard, he forgets how to breathe. He thinks he feels you shatter beneath him, but he can't be sure. You're whole again in seconds, your arms around his neck, your lips against his, your hearts beating against one another like caged birds as he pours himself into you in load after load after load after load.
You're both left panting. Sweat, blood, come and tears all salty and wet between your bodies.
He has taken your blood and your body into himself, and given you all he can in return.
Is this what they meant by holy communion?
He's convinced that it is.
This is the closest he has ever felt to heaven.
#icb how many of y'all were excited for this. you're ENABLERS#homelander x reader#homelander x you#i hope this is coherent because it feels to me like a fever dream#i tried not to be like. overly gory but he IS most definitely eating her#i love you mari thank you for suggesting this LOL#my writing#smut#the inherent eroticism of cannibalism#dead dove do not eat#dark fic#ALSO i'm good!!! i've been doing much better mari thank you
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happy 1 day late birthday to my girlfailure! one year older and zero years wiser! here's to another year of being gaslit gatekept and girlbossed 🥰 and avoiding the sun 🥰
#thanks to everyone who says they like my notecard doodles#y'all are enabling me#i kind of want a tag for them now#notecard doodles#there we go#silvia salcedo#stuff and nonsense
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*stumbles onto tumblr covered in blood* so i heard there was a dndads s2 cover redraw thing going on? here's my take on the kiddos. go teen!!! 📣
#YES this is all traditional YES it was a pain to colormatch the background with watercolors. but i fucking did it!!!#thank u to dreamcatcher's entire discography for enabling me to finish this up tonight <3#anyway hope y'all like the designs! :]c#and also thank u roswell for your rendition with the pussywagon + low res hermie it enchanted me so much that i just HAD to include it here#teens n kiddads my beloveds!!!#dndads#dndads s2#dndads cover redraw#happi doodles
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Possessed by demons and started another nsfw gum fic....
#this one might actually see light of day though since I'm COOKIN#anyways thanks and big shout out to the like small handful of people who give me kudos and likes and comments on my OCs#y'all are the real ones for enabling me to love something I created#ily gum !!!
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Can you tell a bit more about Vikt's corpo career? I'm especially living for headcanons and everything else that you've come up with for him that diverges from ingame canon :D
aaa heck, you know I'm always down! 👏
Vikt started his career at Arasaka quite young, a consequence of being groomed into the life path throughout childhood. (Let it be known, however, that his parents didn't do this maliciously; they simply wanted their only son to be successful. Good hearts and intentions... but boy howdy, they picked the wrong place.) At sixteen, he flew out to the main training camp in Japan, and at eighteen, he had a solidified position in Night City's HQ.
And he worked there for decades... the whole while being transformed into a human weapon. Brainwashed, to the point where he'd forgotten the quaint life he'd lived before. The joke of him being "Arasaka's pet" isn't much of one—because that's what he is.
He started as security detail and did so for a handful of years, until eventually, he caught the attention of Jenkins, who thought Vikt would be the missing puzzle piece in counterintel. He was right; Vikt was a natural, able to do what needed to be done while remaining hardened and callous. Any- and everything asked of him, he did.
By 2077 (i.e. in-game canon), though, Vikt reached a point he was working himself beyond his limits. Exhausted, getting sloppy, increasingly reliant on cognitive boosters—and Jenkins immediately noticed. And he did something about it.
The 'hit on Abernathy' job is a ploy. Bait that Jenkins knows Vikt will take—because, after all, he is the "mindless pet" of the department. What better way to shave off the dead weight than to tangle him in a web of treason and espionage—by his own hand?
The plan was for Vikt to be executed on the spot, along with whoever he'd enlisted to help with the "job." But, obviously, that didn't happen.
And it left Vikt betrayed... and pissed.
#heck thank you for enabling me! i hope this is a satisfactory hit to your feels. 🤲#i tried to keep this concise... ish. but y'all know me and when you give me Excuses to Ramble kjhdf#i took canon and went nah :)#i fell in love with the thought of Jenkins pulling some Corpo Conspiracy Bullshit... and then he gets disposed of anyway.#oc: vikt#.asks
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TALK ABOUT THE POTENTIAL HEROES AND VILLAINS AU
*bows to you*
THANK YOU ANON, I AM NOW JITTERING OUT OF MY SKIN THINKING ABOUT IT.
Alright, alright, alright, so
I had originally wanted to write a Yuezhi Boss x Subordinate soulmate au but...I have no idea how to write a office romance. Not my specialty. Soulmate aus I can do. Not office romances.
And then I thought about writing another mafia au but then I'm like...I just wrote a mafia au, I shouldn't just write another one so soon (but I know my readers and they would eat that shit up anyways).
BUT THEN IT HIT ME LIKE A BOLT OF LIGHTNING: hero x villain au. Do you know the fucking angst that could come from this au? And you know what would make this au even fucking better?!
HAVING THE HERO THINK THAT THE VILLAIN IS A HERO WHEN THEY FIRST MEET (I'm thinking like a heroes ball or something) AND THE VILLAIN DOESN'T HAVE THE FUCKING HEART TO TELL THE HERO OTHERWISE
LIKE, THINK ABOUT IT! THE HERO THINKS THAT THEIR SOULMATE IS ANOTHER HERO, WHICH IS GREAT! THE VILLAIN, THOUGH, IS SUFFERING BECAUSE ON THE ONE HAND, THEY'RE SO FUCKING HAPPY BECAUSE THEY HAVE A SOULMATE (THEY NEVER THOUGHT THEY WERE EVER GOING TO HAVE ONE). BUT ON THE OTHER HAND, THEIR SOULMATE DOESN'T KNOW THAT THEY'RE A FUCKING VILLAIN AND THINKS THAT THEY'RE A HERO!
IMAGINE THE FUCKING HORROR AND HEARTBREAK THAT COMES WITH THAT REVEAL (I'M THINKING OF HAVING ANOTHER VILLAIN OR SOMETHING CAPTURE THE HERO (CHEN YUZHI) AND WHEN THE VILLAIN (JIANG YUELOU) COMES TO SAVE HIM, HE'S ALL HAPPY, ONLY FOR THE VILLAIN WHO CAPTURED HIM TO LAUGH BECAUSE WHY IS HE HAPPY THAT A VILLAIN IS COMING TO SAVE HIM? JUST STRAIGHT ANGST MAN)
*stops shouting and clears throat*
Anyways. Yes, this is the potential angsty soulmate au that I have now created. Will there be a happy ending? Yes, because it's me. Angst with a happy ending is my specialty. But will it be angsty as hell? Oh, abso-fucking-lutely
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please meet ciaran bravewood sato <3 this delves into everything you need to know concerning his main verse set in dorverold. everything pretty much transfers over to a modern verse, though. the main differences are ciaran lives with kaiya and helps her around the raven. also be warned -- this is a lil long!
born to an elven mother and a human father, ciaran's conception was not met with approval. his mother's clan believed humans to be a poison on the land, yet they did not throw his parents out; his mother was a much-needed healer, a gentle woman beloved despite her choice in spouse. even so, ciaran grew up feeling as though he could never try hard enough, never be enough for his elders. they assumed he would be just like his father.
ciaran didn't see why that was a bad thing. his father was a really cool guy, he thought.
when sickness befell the clan one year, claiming lives, they were quick to blame ciaran's family and quick to force them from the village. without many other options, they headed for the grand city where ciaran's father had family.
they never quite made it. the grand city loomed in the distance, just a few miles away when vampires attacked ciaran's family. his parents were slaughtered, sucked dry before him, and he knew he would die, too. still, the child thrashed; still, the child raged; he knew he would die, but still, he promised the vampires death.
eyda heard his promise, felt his rage, and seeing an opportunity, came to ciaran's aid. time appeared to stop as an intangible voice offered the child the power to survive in exchange for his body upon his death. ciaran accepted.
the child made good on his promise. the vampires' bodies turned to ash as the sun rose, and ciaran sat with his parents until a kind, travelling merchant happened upon him. after burying his parents, the man took him the rest of the way to the grand city where ciaran would find himself lost in a crowd of people. overwhelmed and on the verge of breaking down in the street, he climbed over a wall and into a garden.
it was quiet and smelled of jasmine -- his mother's favorite.
kaiya found him crying on a bench, all bloody and covered in dirt, and the rest is history :' ) she took him in with the original intention of helping find his father's family, but when they were met with a dead end, kaiya more or less adopted ciaran.
he never told her what happened to him, nor has he ever told cyrillo. he doesn't want them to feel guilty when they had no part in his parents' deaths; he doesn't want them to worry that he feels anything other than love for them.
at 19, ciaran acts as an errand boy for kaiya and cyrillo as well as the occasional guard. they still tend to treat him like a kid, but they are well aware of the magic he wields and the destruction he is capable of. he's been honest about the deal he made and how he isn't sure who it was that spoke to him, but even with his guardians' extensive knowledge, they aren't sure, either. they currently seek a way to free ciaran from the deal he made as a child.
with the traitor king edmund's rise to power, both kaiya and cyrillo were adamant about ciaran staying in the grand city and away from harm, and ofc!! he didn't listen. he followed after kaiya, got himself into heaps of trouble, and now he's been tasked to help in the kitchens as punishment. no training with the soldiers of the free army.
they said nothing of training with sunna's chosen : )
#headcanons | ciaran#holy cow i did it#his background is done for now!! for both him and yoshi i wanna write a proper story-style bio but this'll do for the time being uvu#now i can ramble to my heart's content :' )#but y'all i am quite literally just so!!! i love him!!!#once again i thank you all for enabling me yesterday asdfg best decision i coulda made really
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😈0 self control BAY BEE
#ツ ┊ ⧼ catwalk talk ⧽ ⇹ ( ooc. )#.i'd like to thank aya and kei for always enabling me uwu#.and everyone else that liked that post#.because y'all did too#.love i came back afte rlike 2-3 whole years#.and then said 'i will add 2 more muses' after 4 months of being back
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renthubs. just. hear me out. i'm so based for this. yep.
thoughts?
something something they all lived in the monolith. something something oh my god they were roommates. something something...domesticity? idk. hmm...yeah i'm thinking about it alright
#very original thank you so much#y'all can help me brainstorm a fic idea ok#text#asks#oh-snapperss#you guys are too much#enablers the lot of you#honey come help me plan this
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MAHIRUS SONG IS SO GOOD EXACTLY that mv can fit such ambiguity in it it’s insane. amane’s my all time fave tho..she’s so funny and yet so scary im scared for her for her own trial BUT THE MUSIC FOR THE SERIES IS SO GOOD deco always manages bangers especially undercover (i am biased)
RIGHT?? RIGHT?!?!? Milgram MVs are so jam-packed in general?? Amane... This poor girl 💀🙏 Her first trial song unsettled me the most for some reason?? AND THE RESULTS OF IT???? The milgram fanbase is truly something else holy shit- Like, voting her "guilty" so she can realize what she's doing wrong?? H U H
Dawg... I worry about her 2nd trial song... Fingers crossed??? This kid needs a break 💀
Your bias is valid HSISHSIS Deco rarely missed fr fr- The miku version of Undercover lives in my head rent free
As always, thank you for stopping by with the ask <33
#rambling hours#y'all are enabling me to go crazy over vocaloid 😭😭#...thank you because this is a rare opportunity BSKSHKS#i have some plans to draw mayuu w/ a certain song (not milgram related sadly)#maybe when I'm not drowning in art debt 😭#ACTUALLY- there's a couple voca mvs I wanna animate for her lore??#pursuing that idea in the future 👀
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Me: *Gets a cool outfit that resembles a suit.*
My friends and family: "Gladiia vibes..."
Me: "..."
#I bet they would wear this#normal posts#and then I'm the one who has problems#I don't get clothes with them in mind most of the time lmao and when I do I just look for stuff with sharks and orcas on it...#I've lost hope for anything with swordfish and cuttlefish#people really go and I'm just there like#why did you do this to me#of course they would thanks now I'll think of them every time I put this on bajeheehe#people out here really are enabling me and I swear#ily but damn y'all you just know what to say to me#I've always had an obsession with sea themed things but damn people love to make it worse shejeheh god I'm a lucky girl#I'm glad so many people support my endeavors shsjsjs
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I saw your tags about Blue Bloods and if you blessed me with 100 chapters I would gratefully take them 🙌
THE WAY WE'RE GOING, I MIGHT JUST HIT THAT NUMBER
I mean, realistically, 20 chapters total is... a fairly good estimate of how far the story has yet to go. I have the entire thing planned out in detail, a full outline in dotpointed and fleshed out form (except for the ending where I kinda handwaved the details) so I honestly don't think 20 is... inaccurate? That being said, this fic has run away with me a couple of times, so I wouldn't put any money on it 😂
I'M SO GRATEFUL FOR YOU ANON 🥰
#nfwelasfkkavs the way y'all keep enabling me#im like so nervous about changing the chapter count cos im convinced y'all are gonna sigh with frustration that im pushing the ending off#but NUH the peanut gallery is apparently very happy with my lack of ability to accurately predict and/or control myself and my fics#might be a different story if that number goes down but OH WELL#BURN THAT BRIDGE WHEN WE GET TO IT#but for real anon#thank you so much i really appreciate it#i cant believe sometimes that people actually enjoy the shit i write#it means so much to me#dark mafia au
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the asks i get are so funny because they’re like “what’s your take on (x) fandom/writer drama” and i’m just. in level 17 dreamland thinking of my thruples and blorbos and babygirls. fully involved in the fanfic i’m writing in my head. but uh yeah running on (x) = not good is usually a pretty fair conclusion lol
#i say this affectionately obviously i've been Loving the asks i've been getting. thank y'all for enabling my rambling#usually though it's just stuff i never thought about that compels me and i'm like 'oh wait what did i think of that' lol#anyways <33#rose.txt
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Alright then lads, bout to fuck it up again watching the menu exactly one week later at the exact same time! Different theater though and this time I'll have a friend with me \(•3•)/♡☆♡
#sorry im about to fuck up the whole tag again guys#but kisses to the homie for supporting me in my madness#and thank fuck for $7 tuesdays#enabling my cinema addiction since youth!#y'all please be prepared cause idk if i can be normal after seeing this a second time#ive literally set all of tomorrow aside so i can properly go insane over this movie#ive got my google docs ready#ive got my voice recording app ready#so let's fuck around and find out what#the menu#will do to me this time!
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Dr's. Barnes and Rogers (Part 1)
Don't worry I am already writing part two I just needed to set the scene before we get to the goooood stuff 🩷
This is doctor kink territory y'all 💦
Tagging @biteofcherry for being a wonderful enabler. Thank you for bringing this out of me and many others with one simple question 😂
@zonkie-bee
Just note this part contains mentions of pregnancy, fertility talk and a gaslighting ex-husband (he's not in it tho). If that might trigger you just give me a day and the next chapter will be just pure filth.
You sat in the waiting room of the Barnes & Rogers Clinic, feet tapping nervously. You were here to have a fertility check up, already feeling like you knew the sad truth.
Your ex husband had been certain that you couldn't have children, that the process of trying to have a baby had been made more painful for your failures. He was a dick. But the doubt and worries continued to plague you.
Finally a friend gently suggested you go to the best fertility clinic in the city. Then you could get actual answers and real solutions. It took some persuading but you decided to try it. What did you have to lose?
At that moment the office door clicked open and Dr. Barnes popped his head out. "Are you my 10am appointment?" You nod and he steps back, and you shuffle in, hoping he doesn't notice how flustered you are at how absolutely gorgeous he is.
You take a seat on the comfy couch, as he sits in an armchair across from you. You try to relax as he welcomes you and picks up his paperwork.
"So, your papers say you're worried about your ability to conceive? Are you married or trying for a baby currently?" He asks, a strand of hair falling into his face as he looks at you with kind, professional concern.
"Um... No not married anymore. That's um.... That's why we split. I just wanted to know...if it was...me? My ex said.... It was me..."
He nods, a glimmer of anger seems to cross his features. "It's never anyone's fault sweetheart..." you smile a little, a flutter in your stomach but then he moves on. He asks questions about your diet, physical activity, and of course your previous attempts at trying to get pregnant. It brings up some painful memories and he is very sympathetic and gentle with you.
"I know this is hard, you're doing so well. Don't worry sweetheart, we'll sort all this out together ok?" You look at his sweet, handsome face and smile. You feel better already. After a further few questions he leads you into his consultation room and explains the tests he's about to conduct.
The big examination bed with stirrups looks a little intimidating but his hand presses at your lower back and guides you with more confidence. "I need to take a sample, which might be a little uncomfortable but I'll do my best to be gentle ok. Just take off your skirt and underwear and get comfortable in the stirrups." He heads out of the room and you hear him chatting to another man in the corridor.
After a few moments you are legs akimbo and feeling a bit ridiculous. But the leather beneath you is soft and smooth, and the room is warm so you feel as comfortable as you'll ever be. He comes back in and he clears his throat at the view of you.
From his perspective the most beautiful perfect angel is laying spread out on his chair, her most intimate parts there for him to enjoy, but for you, you just feel nervous.
"Ok sweetheart, just relax while I check you over. Don't be embarrassed about any reactions you might have. Totally normal." You huff out a laugh and scoot down at his guidance, goosebumps breaking out as you feel his warm breath fan over your intimate area.
The way he probes you makes you bite your lip as you try not to moan. It's honestly the best pelvic exam you've ever had. By the time it comes for him to take a sample you are almost totally unaware of why you are there in the first place.
When he announces he's finished you are mortified to hear yourself whine in disappointment. Thankfully he either doesn't here or pretends he doesn't so you can chide yourself for being such an embarrassment as you get dressed.
"Ok sweetheart, I'll give you a call once we get the results." You shake his soft hand and he squeezes it gently as you smile and make you way out of his office.
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So here you were a few weeks later. You felt so nervous because when Dr Barnes called you he didn't actually tell you the results. He just told you to come in because he needed to discuss things face to face.
Finally the door clicked open and you were greeted by the handsome face of Dr Barnes. You smiled tightly as you walked in but were surprised to see another doctor sitting in the office on the couch. "This is Dr. Rogers, I wanted to have him here for this consultation, I hope that's ok?"
You nodded,trying to ignore how gorgeous both these doctors were before dropping your bag to the floor and sinking into the seat. It must be really bad if it takes two hot doctors to tell you what's written on that paper.
"Are you ok sweetheart?" Barnes asks, looking concerned at you, reading your mood as Dr Rogers turns towards you, his face also reading concern. Your eyes well up and you sink backwards into the cushions. "Can you just get it over with and tell me I'll never.... That I can't...." You broke into sobs and they both came over to you, rubbing gentle hands over your back and shoulders.
"Oh honey! No! I'm so sorry, it's not like that at all!" Barnes curses and squeezes your shoulder. You hiccup a sob and look up at them both. "What do you mean?" Dr Rogers tuts and grabs the paper from his colleague. "What my partner has stupidly failed to mention to you is that, you are in fact very much able to have babies and you don't have anything at all to worry about in terms of your fertility..."
You glance between them both, Barnes looking sheepish and Rogers looking concerned before collapsing into a combination of sobs and giggles. You can't stop laughing from sheer joy and tears of relief slip down your cheeks. Both of the doctors chuckle in surprise at your reaction. Once you calm down a more comfortable mood fills the room.
"I've always wanted a family of my own. Thank you, I feel like I can have that again now..." You smile at them both and they smile back, "just need to find the right man huh?"
"Well what about another route?" Doctor Rogers draws your attention his way and you cock your eyebrow at him. "What would that be?"
He settles back emanating confidence and professionalism, Barnes reclaims his seat and watches. "We have a trial programme, you can sign up for an insemination and we will monitor you from now until the birth of the child or children. There is considerable remuneration and you can even be provided with new accommodation should you desire it..."
You were dumbfounded. You'd never heard of anything like this before and it certainly sounded life changing, but pretty amazing at the same time. "There has to be a catch?" You say suspiciously, unable to believe this is actually real.
"Well, the insemination process is... revolutionary so it requires some open minded thinking..." Barnes says and you feel a bloom of excitement in your stomach as he looks at you.
"And once the baby is born? Is there still help or monitoring? Or are we just out in the world alone?"
You chuckle but they seem to take it quite seriously. "Absolutely not! We... I mean the programme is very interested in the life span of the child. Besides if you are successful you might want to have another perhaps?" Rogers tries to act casual but you feel like you've stumbled on something there.
Barnes hands you an envelope. "Inside is all the information plus the potential candidates for the donors. Take it home, read it and if you want to take part, call me. If not, no harm done."
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At home you spent a little while pretending to ignore the envelope but finally you caved and had a read through.
There was very little information about the medical procedures other than the things you might expect. Thorough examination process, compatibility, tests and so on. The next set of documents were mostly about the remuneration which almost made your eyes pop out of your head. Thirty Thousand dollars for the first year! All medical costs covered! It also detailed the new accommodation which sounded like the most luxurious apartment on earth. It was almost too good to resist as you looked around your rented studio flat, your instant ramen going cold as you read.
Finally there was a piece of paper that detailed the potential donors. Only two in fact. A tall blonde, with blue eyes, physically fit and a doctor! The other was a slightly shorter brunette, with blue eyes, physically fit.....and a doctor....
Oh...
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Part two
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