Goomy ✨

Hey there! I’m goomy & this acct may look a smidge blank since I don’t really use it besides to talk to artists. The rare posts I do make will be about Heated Rivalry & The Pitt. I am 27, so if you are under 18 please get off my account. Do not dm me w/o asking!

Tags: #buddie #mpreg #omegaverse #911abc

Pregnant Evan Buckley thread Tw: morning sickness mentions - Buck’s pregnancy with the twins is not easy. It’s brutal from the start. Of course he knows pregnancy isn’t easy, he has morning sickness with Ezra. But this was different.

Buck loves his family for this. He knows these babies will be so loved.

Ezra (Tommy/Buck baby) and Theo cuddle up to Buck 24/7, offering their favorite plushies, their blankets. Anything to make mama feel better.

Chimney and Maddie stop by every evening with Jee-Yun and baby Nash, nothing like having your niece snuggle up to you. Eddie of course is fussing over him, taking up most of the household chores and taking care of the kids. Christopher offers to play video games with him.

Athena buys him gatorade, ginger ale, anything to help settle his stomach a little. She knows fluids are important. Hen makes meals that are dense in protein & healthy but also easy on his already sensitive stomach. Ravi offers to hang out with him in between shifts

He doesn’t tell anyone at first, not wanting the 118 to worry about him again. Until he passes out on shift and ends up in the ER needing fluids. After that, everyone knows. What he doesn’t expect is everyone to pitch in to help.

He finally caves and goes to the doctor. He finds out he has hyperemesis gravidarum. It’s more common when someone carries multiples (in his case - twins). This crushes him. He knows how badly it can be and it scares him.

Tags: #hollanov #mpreg #omegaverse

Cryptic pregnancy for omega Ilya thread: Ilya has irregular periods and heat cycles. So pregnancy never truly crosses his mind. Besides, he and Shane use protection when they fuck. One rare weekend of not having to play, he comes down with what he assumes is a vicious stomach

Without asking, Ilya transfers her to Shane’s arms. Shane thankfully doesn’t fumble her, rather he holds her with ease. A little smile creeps on his face despite the shock, she has Ilya’s facial structure, and that sweet pout of his.

“She has your hair Hollander.” Ilya speaks from where he sets in the hospital bed, looking worse for ware. Shane tentatively steps into the room, approaching the bed. She definitely does, even if it’s still a bit wet and tucked underneath a hospital hat.

Shane gets the soonest flight he can to Boston, and he ends up at the hospital bleary eyed and probably way too hyped up on caffeine. He finds Ilya’s room, awkwardly standing in the doorway. His heart melts at the sight, Ilya cradling their daughter to his chest.

surpressants.

“What the fuck is going on Ilya?” He asks, already getting out of bed. Something has clearly happened. “I just had your daughter.” Ilya simply states, everything freezes for Shane in that moment. A baby? How is that even possible? They used protection, Ilya was on his

he’s in shock. He knows this. Without thinking , he grabs his phone. Instead of dialing 9-1-1, he calls Shane. Shane who was just about to sleep notices Ilya calling. This is a bit unusual, Ilya only really texts. He picks up. Shane’s confused because he hears the baby

but the first thing he notices is the thick black hair plastered to her tiny head. She’s definitely Shane’s baby. With a small noise, he gingerly picks her up. Holding her to his bare chest. Almost immediately she calms down, rooting and hiccuping.

he just delivered a baby. Alone. In his Boston apartment. Freezing, he just sits there for a second, desperately trying to figure out HOW he missed a whole entire pregnancy. He finally turns on the light, surprised at how tiny the pup is. She’s messy, whimpering, shivering.

he pushes. The burning doesn’t stop, there’s fluids running down his legs but he can’t be bothered to turn on the bedside lamp. With another harsh push, something is suddenly between his legs. He doesn’t register what it is until it starts crying, a high pitched mewling almost

The pain is blinding, so is the pressure between his legs. He doesn’t know what the fuck is happening, all he knows is that his body is screaming at him to push. In hindsight, he was glad he only wore boxer briefs to bed, they’re easy to tug off. As another wave of cramps hit

turning pinkish red. He knows this is blood, he’s seen it plenty of times. Maybe his period is coming after all. Deciding to end the shower early, he gets re dressed and situtated. Heading for an early night. Maybe he’ll feel better tomorrow. Until he wakes up at 2 am.