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okay EDIT cause apparently I've gotta ask y'all to not fuckin fetishize my completely non-sexual art?? like?? don't add people's art to blatantly labelled fetish or porn folders if that's very clearly not the intention of the art?? how is this not basic etiquette, lmao fuckin yikes dudes
still leaving it up cause it's important story stuff but like /: plz stop

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VERY Christian story ahead so if ya don't like that ya don't gotta read it lol
also pregnancy warning I guess, since one friend told me it makes him squeamish, and my brother ignored the wips I sent entirely lmaooo

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  "Jo, come quick!" Her flustered voice summoned him instantly, a thundering of hooves announcing his arrival to the bedroom. He was already a naturally careful and attentive lover - this trait had only been amplified by the extra life within his wife.

  "What is it?" He exclaimed.

  She beckoned him closer, gestured for him to kneel, and carefully placed his hands to the sides of her belly. "Feel," she murmured.

  He waited.

  The unmistakable joyful shock lit up his face. His face snapped up to meet her eyes. "It's moving!"

  She felt his shameless grin mirrored on her own face.

  "I can't wait to meet you," he murmured softly, and laid the softest and most gentle kiss to her tummy.

  "He's going to live." Jesse's voice was adamant. There wasn't a shred of doubt, not a drip of insecurity on her face or in her tone. Her eyes were dead set on Joel's own, a resolute, indignant, difficult look in them, as her clawed hands rested numbly on her belly. He'd rarely seen her like this before. Normally carefree, normally nothing but smiles and breezy laughter that always spread to everyone around her (Joel especially). That laughter had been replaced with distant distracted ones since the news, if it dared show up at all. She'd seemed profoundly lost in her own mind for the first few days, having to cancel client sessions while she took the time needed to digest the thought. And figure out how to explain to the other kids. That the carefully planned for, so desperately wanted sibling of theirs might not ever come to meet them at all.

  But then this look had appeared in her eyes, and those words so firmly emerged from her mouth, and Joel looked at her now. "You think?" He asked.

  "I know." The fiercity was stinging. Not at Joel, of course, nor at God, or the doctor who'd administered the news, or the donor whose sperm became the child she carried, or anyone else - just the sickness that dared touch her child. "The same way I felt that you'd become mine hardly after dating you, same way we got the feeling to choose Shasta and Dawson and Sawyer and every other 'God feeling' we've ever followed that turned out to be right."

  Joel noticed the 'he' she'd been using so confidently. "It's a boy?" He asked softly, head cocked curiously.

  She nodded. "At least… male. And he's going to live. And we're going to name him for the faith we hold right now."

  He watched the single tear slip past her cheek. And then pulled her into a tight embrace. "Okay," he whispered.

~~~

the doctor had gently suggested that, with the lowest of chances for survival, and even less for a painless "normal" life, that cutting their losses and the pregnancy would not be a shameful choice to make, and they could immediately begin the process to implant another.

but jesse refused. abortion wasn't the answer, not this time, not for her. a kernel of stubborn faith had planted itself in her heart and in her mind, and nothing was about to cut short what she planned on seeing through.

so of course they pray. and their church lays hands on her belly and they pray, a feeling of most powerful and overwhelming peace instantly laying upon her and joel. and not a week from that moment they're back at the gynecologist's for another checkup… holding their breath at her furrowed brow and baffled stare at the results… and with a lilting confused but joyful voice informing them both that the illness that was supposed to take their child's life before it was born had inexplicably vanished, not a trace to be found anywhere in its tiny body in any of the tests. she had difficulty withholding her own tears as she watched floodgates burst from her patient's eyes, reflected in her husband's as well.

and Emmanuel is held in his mother's arms a season later, whispering thanks to God for delivering on his promise so long ago.

~~~

so I already knew a lot about their first three kids: shasta the atavian ('angel') eldest girl with long gull-like wings they adopted first who acts as a wonderful big sister to the others, dawson the centaur boy whose deafness the others all learned sign language for prior to adoption (after learning how difficult it can be for 'less wanted' kids to get adopted, they chose to specifically lift him and sawyer from the system), and then sawyer the mixed elf/human who started out with very violent behaviour before calming down under their new parents' patient love (and also coming to terms with their genderqueerness and feeling so much more at peace after living their gender properly)

buuutttt I didn't know much about the fourth kid, who is created long after the first three are added to the family, from jesse's egg and the sperm of a donor, since despite not feeling like they were 'missing' anything at all with the first three kids, still wanted to experience pregnancy and breastfeeding herself, as all three were adopted long after that phase and they wanted to try just One Biological Kid (well... not his biologically, because duh different species, but he was just like "my brother already has bio kids therefore my genes are continuing anyway and I'm really just happy to see more jesse in the world :𝔻")
so anyway I knew something was weird with the kid and then all at once this whole entire story showed up and POOF now it all makes sense
I dunno what the exact disease thing is yet, but yea it was poised to kill him in her womb but blahblah prayer and she feels it healed all at once and wheeee he ends up being born just fine, maybe has some kind of lasting effect but it's nothing that medication can't continue to treat throughout his life~
I see so many peeps enjoying tormenting and torturing their characters and that just has ZERO APPEAL TO ME cause my characters and stuff are all fantasies for me to throw myself into, lots of self-indulgent happy stuff, so there was never any chance of them fully losing him ahahaaa

and I dunno take me as 'preachy' or whatever and I know I'm already rambling a ton but I've legit watched people get prayed for and immediately get healed and then walk away not needing the canes they showed up with and stuff, and I've felt a straight up physical 'woosh' thing when prayed over at that same event, and that's stuck with me forever, and yes I do in fact hate most of church culture and stuff and how stupid so many people are and how they give most of us a bad name but faith in itself is not a bad thing and in fact is what provides me with my perpetual peace and everything so... I'm keepin it forever and channelling all that into my stories too =u=

... anyway the kid's full name is 'emmanuel' which means 'God is with us', but they also call him the shorter form, 'emunah', which just means 'faith' in hebrew 'u'

I gotta draw them ALL SOONNNN cause I already have their designs and everything, and also jamie and adira's kids, one of whom has down's and I've never even like... seen a character with down's literally ever so Allow Me to be the First ;O

also I hope it clear that me and her and perfectly pro-choice and that it was just not the right choice for her in this situation

also also jesse is sooooooo good to explore for me, cause like, I don't even know how to word this - I can explore certain femininity through her that makes me feel way more confident in my own kinda? I dunno, she's just Girl without being what society deems 'perfect girl', like is a buff badass confident monster who tears the throats out of any creepo man who dares touch or belittle her, aaaaaa I just love her a lot and she has a lot of me in her despite not being exactly m e

... and I can give her the pregnancy and mom-hood stuff that I absolutely never intend to experience myself, so I can just appreciate parentalness through all my ocs instead xD

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okay EDIT cause apparently I've gotta ask y'all to not fuckin fetishize my completely non-sexual art?? like?? don't add people's art to blatantly labelled fetish or porn folders if that's very clearly not the intention of the art?? how is this not basic etiquette, lmao fuckin yikes dudes
still leaving it up cause it's important story stuff but like /: plz stop

~~~

VERY Christian story ahead so if ya don't like that ya don't gotta read it lol
also pregnancy warning I guess, since one friend told me it makes him squeamish, and my brother ignored the wips I sent entirely lmaooo

~~~

  "Jo, come quick!" Her flustered voice summoned him instantly, a thundering of hooves announcing his arrival to the bedroom. He was already a naturally careful and attentive lover - this trait had only been amplified by the extra life within his wife.

  "What is it?" He exclaimed.

  She beckoned him closer, gestured for him to kneel, and carefully placed his hands to the sides of her belly. "Feel," she murmured.

  He waited.

  The unmistakable joyful shock lit up his face. His face snapped up to meet her eyes. "It's moving!"

  She felt his shameless grin mirrored on her own face.

  "I can't wait to meet you," he murmured softly, and laid the softest and most gentle kiss to her tummy.

  "He's going to live." Jesse's voice was adamant. There wasn't a shred of doubt, not a drip of insecurity on her face or in her tone. Her eyes were dead set on Joel's own, a resolute, indignant, difficult look in them, as her clawed hands rested numbly on her belly. He'd rarely seen her like this before. Normally carefree, normally nothing but smiles and breezy laughter that always spread to everyone around her (Joel especially). That laughter had been replaced with distant distracted ones since the news, if it dared show up at all. She'd seemed profoundly lost in her own mind for the first few days, having to cancel client sessions while she took the time needed to digest the thought. And figure out how to explain to the other kids. That the carefully planned for, so desperately wanted sibling of theirs might not ever come to meet them at all.

  But then this look had appeared in her eyes, and those words so firmly emerged from her mouth, and Joel looked at her now. "You think?" He asked.

  "I know." The fiercity was stinging. Not at Joel, of course, nor at God, or the doctor who'd administered the news, or the donor whose sperm became the child she carried, or anyone else - just the sickness that dared touch her child. "The same way I felt that you'd become mine hardly after dating you, same way we got the feeling to choose Shasta and Dawson and Sawyer and every other 'God feeling' we've ever followed that turned out to be right."

  Joel noticed the 'he' she'd been using so confidently. "It's a boy?" He asked softly, head cocked curiously.

  She nodded. "At least… male. And he's going to live. And we're going to name him for the faith we hold right now."

  He watched the single tear slip past her cheek. And then pulled her into a tight embrace. "Okay," he whispered.

~~~

the doctor had gently suggested that, with the lowest of chances for survival, and even less for a painless "normal" life, that cutting their losses and the pregnancy would not be a shameful choice to make, and they could immediately begin the process to implant another.

but jesse refused. abortion wasn't the answer, not this time, not for her. a kernel of stubborn faith had planted itself in her heart and in her mind, and nothing was about to cut short what she planned on seeing through.

so of course they pray. and their church lays hands on her belly and they pray, a feeling of most powerful and overwhelming peace instantly laying upon her and joel. and not a week from that moment they're back at the gynecologist's for another checkup… holding their breath at her furrowed brow and baffled stare at the results… and with a lilting confused but joyful voice informing them both that the illness that was supposed to take their child's life before it was born had inexplicably vanished, not a trace to be found anywhere in its tiny body in any of the tests. she had difficulty withholding her own tears as she watched floodgates burst from her patient's eyes, reflected in her husband's as well.

and Emmanuel is held in his mother's arms a season later, whispering thanks to God for delivering on his promise so long ago.

~~~

so I already knew a lot about their first three kids: shasta the atavian ('angel') eldest girl with long gull-like wings they adopted first who acts as a wonderful big sister to the others, dawson the centaur boy whose deafness the others all learned sign language for prior to adoption (after learning how difficult it can be for 'less wanted' kids to get adopted, they chose to specifically lift him and sawyer from the system), and then sawyer the mixed elf/human who started out with very violent behaviour before calming down under their new parents' patient love (and also coming to terms with their genderqueerness and feeling so much more at peace after living their gender properly)

buuutttt I didn't know much about the fourth kid, who is created long after the first three are added to the family, from jesse's egg and the sperm of a donor, since despite not feeling like they were 'missing' anything at all with the first three kids, still wanted to experience pregnancy and breastfeeding herself, as all three were adopted long after that phase and they wanted to try just One Biological Kid (well... not his biologically, because duh different species, but he was just like "my brother already has bio kids therefore my genes are continuing anyway and I'm really just happy to see more jesse in the world :𝔻")
so anyway I knew something was weird with the kid and then all at once this whole entire story showed up and POOF now it all makes sense
I dunno what the exact disease thing is yet, but yea it was poised to kill him in her womb but blahblah prayer and she feels it healed all at once and wheeee he ends up being born just fine, maybe has some kind of lasting effect but it's nothing that medication can't continue to treat throughout his life~
I see so many peeps enjoying tormenting and torturing their characters and that just has ZERO APPEAL TO ME cause my characters and stuff are all fantasies for me to throw myself into, lots of self-indulgent happy stuff, so there was never any chance of them fully losing him ahahaaa

and I dunno take me as 'preachy' or whatever and I know I'm already rambling a ton but I've legit watched people get prayed for and immediately get healed and then walk away not needing the canes they showed up with and stuff, and I've felt a straight up physical 'woosh' thing when prayed over at that same event, and that's stuck with me forever, and yes I do in fact hate most of church culture and stuff and how stupid so many people are and how they give most of us a bad name but faith in itself is not a bad thing and in fact is what provides me with my perpetual peace and everything so... I'm keepin it forever and channelling all that into my stories too =u=

... anyway the kid's full name is 'emmanuel' which means 'God is with us', but they also call him the shorter form, 'emunah', which just means 'faith' in hebrew 'u'

I gotta draw them ALL SOONNNN cause I already have their designs and everything, and also jamie and adira's kids, one of whom has down's and I've never even like... seen a character with down's literally ever so Allow Me to be the First ;O

also I hope it clear that me and her and perfectly pro-choice and that it was just not the right choice for her in this situation

also also jesse is sooooooo good to explore for me, cause like, I don't even know how to word this - I can explore certain femininity through her that makes me feel way more confident in my own kinda? I dunno, she's just Girl without being what society deems 'perfect girl', like is a buff badass confident monster who tears the throats out of any creepo man who dares touch or belittle her, aaaaaa I just love her a lot and she has a lot of me in her despite not being exactly m e

... and I can give her the pregnancy and mom-hood stuff that I absolutely never intend to experience myself, so I can just appreciate parentalness through all my ocs instead xD