The Labor Tier From The Preg Drive! Home Stretch!

mer au dump hee hee hoo hoo

we neeeeeed to see gladio’s reaction to when he goes into labor w his first kid (playing off of the “he refused to accept he was pregnant” idea haha)

Oh and I know the PERFECT set up for this

Imagining that Gladio is absolutely in DENIAL™ and doesn't even question that it could be what is possibly slowing him down and making it more dangerous to continue on this journey with Noctis—no no

He feel he needs to prove himself and face GILGAMESH in order to secure that he is fit to protect the prince—sole surviving heir of the throne.

Meanwhile he'd been (poorly) hiding that he could be pregnant and so when he deviates from the group, he hikes out with Cor to the fighting grounds.

Though thankfully he maybe only gets like partially through the first section before:

Contraction hits—water breaks.

So the man is wholly reliant on the Immortal Cor to help him through. (Who may or may not have some prior experience of his own, up to you to decide)

But it happens fast.

Guy's already pushing before he even says ONCE that he's pregnant 🥴

fake ancient greece! in which a demi god soldier knocks up the oracle of his god-parent and there’s probably more political intrigue than strictly necessary

Please part twoneeds to be made lol please

;-) Part 1 An hour later found Ignis in the throws of labor, far earlier than any birthing book or medical website had informed him labor would progress. Ignis was someone who planned meticulously, and he’d done a great deal of research into childbirth with every spare moment he’d had over the entirety of his pregnancy. He knew about the differences between Braxton Hicks contractions and the real thing, he knew the stages of labor and how things would progress, he knew how to time contractions and prepare for active labor. But despite his research, in the face of the real thing he felt wholly out of his element—not that any amount of research could have prepared him for the reality of giving birth in a chocobo stable in the middle of a storm while his partners were well out of reach.

There had been no obvious signs of early labor before his three companions left him at the post—and now here he was, a scant few hours later, with his water broken and his contractions coming so closely together he could barely breathe.

Another contraction washed across him, so strong he could no longer hold back a shout of pain. The noise unsettled the chocobo, who fretted and shifted around him with anxious energies to match his own, but whose movements were background to Ignis’ discomfort.

Pressure was mounting between his legs, so suddenly and urgently Ignis allowed his thighs to fall open as if he might push right then and there, despite his surroundings and the fact that his pants were still firmly in place. Without meaning to, he whimpered, and blindly reached a hand beside him as if someone might he waiting there. A name was on his tongue, but even he did not know which, even as half a syllable slipped out in desperation before he viciously bit his lip to contain it.

He was shaking when the contraction passed, enough that his fingers were uncoordinated as he brought them to the zipper of his pants and tugged it down. He should have removed his pants the moment contractions started, but he’d been foolishly holding on to the hope that Noct, Gladio and Prompto would arrive before any undressing was necessary. He’d miscalculated, trusted too much in research and data for something as unpredictable as childbirth.

“Alright,” he whispered aloud to no one but the chocobo, who chattered overhead. "I should have known this child would be as impatient as their fathers."

With his hands trembling and his pants still soaked, it was difficult work removing them. He struggled so long another contraction overcame him before he’d managed to maneuver the damp denim over the curve of his buttocks.

Ignis lost count of contractions. All he knew was pain and pressure and the slow drag of wet denim across sensitive skin, the progress of it so slow that Ignis could feel the burn of a head against his vaginal opening by the time he’d rucked the thick fabric around his ankles. When his legs were finally bare, they sprung apart of their own accord and the burning between them increased so intensely that Ignis threw his head back into the downy body behind him and screamed.

As the next contraction came, practically on top of the last, Ignis tucked his chin to his breast and pushed as if he were in the middle of battle, so forcefully he felt the head, and then the shoulders and body pass in one quick, brutal motion. With the baby came a new flood of liquid, and then a sense of calm Ignis had never experienced before, the rush of it so sudden and relieving he felt dizzy with it. Dazed, Ignis reached down and pulled the squirming bundle to his chest. Around him, the chocobo squirmed and called, excited by the commotion. Ignis was trembling with shock and cold, but the chocobo were warm. They preened his hair and nuzzled at his head and cheeks as he pulled open his shirt and wrapped the fabric over his baby’s wet, ruddy skin.

The wailing of a human infant could not have been pleasant for the birds, but they remained in place despite the disturbance.  Grateful and exhausted, with the shock and adrenaline slowly dissipating, Ignis settled back against his companions and resigned himself to wait. Well, then. Perhaps the babe got a bit of impatience from him, too.

Ignis has so much patience but the integrity of even a simple packet of ramen he cannot stand being desecrated.

(an older comic I did, also based on my own personal trash ramen recipe that I think Noct as a pregnant man would appreciate)

Heavy

Zosan Family AU // Little blessing

Follow my twitter here for detail story and more illustrations of this Zosan family AU ~

https://twitter.com/flamingopinkart/status/1635621687935762434?s=46&t=x5eNYtLAK0dWvqsrvpwX7A

Extra ~

another late patreon reward! this time was prom birthing a voretooth, go check the uncropped version on twitter or the uncensored version and more on patreon!

Forgot to share this other drawing I did back in May for Mayternity! The prompt was "exhaustion"

first crack at mayternityyyy. starting it off right (and early) with some screaming and shouting!

will i go for a full house? who knows!