Professor Vale Aman has crafted a good life for himself. An unbonded omega in his mid-thirties, he’s long since given up hope that he’ll meet a compatible alpha, let alone his destined mate. He’s fulfilled by his career, his poetry, his cat, and his friends.
The other three ANBU that was present had picked up that something was going on, and they went quiet and started to watch their comrades carefully to see what it was and what it would lead to. The three of them were betas though, so they couldn’t pick up on the omega phermones the way alphas could. Kakashi had no plans on informing them either, and smirked under his mask, feeling a bit superior. Both him and Akatora was sending out alpha pheromones in response to Naruto’s heat, their bodies preparing themselves to answer the need to mate and breed the omega.
This story is full of social injustices in the Omegaverse world that A.M. Arthur created. Unfortunately, a lot of parallels can be found in our real world. I found the story to be very captivating and I was totally invested in seeing that Braun ended up safe with a mate that would care for him and protect him but also consider him to be an equal partner in life.
“Look, I know I said it’s a small egg, but you still have to push hard. It’s not going to just slide out, you know.” he said irritably, pushing the man’s legs further apart until he could see more fluid – mixed with blood – drip out of his hole.
Karter and Jax’s story will keep you reading from first to the last page. A deeply meaningful story about hearing what another person is really saying, beyond words. Jax is mute, resulting from his abuse and this challenges everyone to learn to listen and communicate wi …more
When the mage awoke, it was just before dawn. Alvarr’s throat was on fire with thirst. His whole body ached, but no water would come to him inside the cave. He got to his legs. To his relief, they held him.
Jax Hollister is no stranger to shifter prejudice. After watching his older brother convicted of a crime he didn’t commit, it’s the entire reason he left his pack to become a shifter defense attorney in Capitol City. Jax loves his work, but there’s a gaping hole in his personal life. No longer content with merely defending shifters, he wants to find one he can love…—an omega he can claim as his very own.
Fed up with the world and the lies he’s been fed. Cat shifter Loris decides to forgo the human life for life on the street as a stray. But when mother nature and a rival species known as canines strike, Loris ends up making rash decisions. Decisions that might make him run into his death.
Joel caught the big egg in his hand and cleaned it carefully, putting it beside the other eggs. He returned to his place between the man’s legs and saw another gush of fluids come out, indicating that another egg was in place. The egg which sac had burst when the man was trying to push out the large egg was having trouble getting out and Joel knew why.
But then Cas starts to notice little things that Dean does like how his hand absent-mindedly hovers over his stomach when everyone’s gushing over their nephew’s ultrasounds or how he gets up in the middle of the night to sit in his rocking chair mumbling along to Zeppelin till he falls asleep or how he isn’t ready to give up the crib yet even though he never says why
Spoiler: On top of a good insta-mate bear shifter story, the author adds a hot lumbersexual and mpreg in a very readable and decently written story – nice work for topics that often veer into incredibly cheesey, simplistic, or sex-focused smutty reads.
Amy found it harder and harder to keep her masculine side intact. Her voice had raised and she was now moaning in pain with every push. She breathed heavily as she continued. She wanted this to end. She was tired of letting Leshia be her midwife and allow her to see everything that was going on down there. She wanted to give birth alone, but Leshia was too worried and wouldn’t allow it.
“Fuck, dammit Keith, fuck!” He cursed at how incredible it was that Keith could ride him so easily as the boy lifted himself up again, all the while swaying his hips seductively before free falling back down onto his cock, letting it pierce the deepest parts of him. Lance let out shaky, heavy breaths each time he slammed inside of Keith, feeling the tight insides spreading for his cock as he began melding Keith’s insides. Keith was grinning at him in pleasure and amusement, watching as he cursed and tensed and screamed each time Keith went down on him.
Omegaverse is really a fascinating fandom invention. 50% of it is totally problematic and reinforcing a lot of fucked up patriarchal, rape culture values. The other 50% is some of the most insightful, subversive social commentary I’ve ever read on gender identity/gender roles/queer oppression.
– The kid tattling on each of the parents, like “Daddy snuck a cookie out of the cookie jar this morning” and Arthur just looking at Alfred like “Oh really now?”, and Alfred’s just like “You weren’t supposed to tell mommy that!”
Alois seeing Claude come this way pushing a cart he narrowed his eyes pushing Ciel into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. “What do you want!” Claude rolled his eyes “I’ve come to give you and Ciel some t-” he started but was interrupted “We don’t want any of your crappy tea!” Alois grabbed a cup and threw the whole cup at Claude which he easily dodged.
As has become evident, Omegaverse can be both subversive as well as sexist/transphobic/homophobic at the same time. While it is understandable that some declare the genre “abhorrent” as a whole, a more differentiated view on this provides considerably more insight to the underlying discourses that fanfiction brings to the fore. It all hinges on several aspects – the fic in question, the reader’s attitude, etc. – so I urge everyone to consider this issue from multiple perspectives so you can draw a well-informed conclusion for yourself.
Why we think it’s a great listen: It’s easy to say that when it comes to sci-fi you either love it or you hate it. But with Ender’s Game, it seems to be you either love it or you love it…. The war with the Buggers has been raging for a hundred years, and the quest for the perfect general has been underway for almost as long. Enter Andrew “Ender” Wiggin, the result of decades of genetic experimentation.
Late for his family’s Christmas dinner, Omega rabbit Noam has no choice but to pass through the dreaded Blackstone Mountain. But it turns out that the rumors of the mountain are true… Now, what’s a bunny to do when he finds himself trapped inside the wolf’s den?
Hmmm, this one must have been before you started betaing for me. Man reading back over it, I’m like, ‘how the hell did I miss that!’ *Sigh* But’s ok cause now I have an awesome beta to pick up those horrible errors! 😛
Completely stuck where he was, with a newborn crying at his side, a huge egg in his anus trying to painfully come out, and a third baby in his birth canal trying to crown at the same time, he felt as though things couldn’t get any worse.
But that wasn’t the only reason I love this book. The secondary characters play such a major role, that without them, the book would be lacking something. It also feels like there are two different storylines going on that don’t compete with one another, yet weave together to make it whole. Getting close to the end of the book I wondered if maybe by the end, Tarek and Braun and some of the secondary characters story was far from over. And I am so happy to say that no, it wasn’t the final end, there is more to this series and as so as I was done with Saved I rushed to buy book two.
Many people don’t take MPreg seriously, because it has been labeled a fetish and nothing more. But, for me, besides the sexual arousal received from seeing a heavily pregnant man, it is about the sensual and emotional connection between the carrier and his lover and their child that is born of this love. As well as this, it is a fantasy of mine to have children, but because of the way nature works, I will never be able to feel the joy of being with child, so I fantasize, dream, and write about scenarios that make me feel as close to that dream as possible. I won’t lie, the sexual aspect of it and the arousal that from it is true, it is a fetish. But, despite that, I look at MPreg more with longing and hope than lust and sexual desire.
“No, no, I d-don’t think so. They don’t feel that b-bad and they don’t last very long. B-b-besides, he isn’t due for another two weeks.” Noah stood up and grabbed Ashton’s hands, helping him stand. His belly had now reached its maximum size, protruding a little over his toes. Looking at him, it almost seemed like his tiny frame couldn’t hold the weight of his growing baby. His belly could still be hidden when he was wearing a simple hoodie, but when he wore his old t-shirts, they stretched over his stomach and rode up halfway, showing his lower belly. He hated it but Noah had told him it was adorable. With the jeans he was wearing and the zombie t-shirt, his pregnant frame was apparent. He pushed his glasses up a bit and sighed.
The strange thing was that besides Becca, nobody seemed to notice or care about his rotundity. Life went on as normally as it ever had. Chris woke up every day feeling ecstatic, and everything seemed to go right for him.
Spy lowered himself down onto his bed, making sure not to punish his aching back too much. Having cleaned and organized his room, everything was in order and to his satisfaction. As he sat, he felt another slight twinge in his lower back. He proceeded to rub the spot then got out a book and started reading. He had a desk chair, but it wasn’t very comfy. Hardly anything was for him these days. Spy rested his arms on his protruding abdomen, feeling the fetus inside squirm slightly. He was in his final month of pregnancy.
Dean had his entire delivery planned out to the minute, there wasn’t a detail he had overlooked. What he didn’t plan for was going into labor a month early while John was away on a hunt, and being trapped by a blizzard with only his brother to help deliver his child.
While fleeing his sister’s wrath for an accident that was almost not his fault, Moswen stumbles upon the chance to crash what promises to be a fun party. Kijika is hopeful that the birthday bash for his grandfather, the current king, won’t be the deadly boring event he’s sure it will be and he’d much rather be pouring over ancient texts in his quest for knowledge. Moswen’s karma swings into action and Moswen and Kijika cross paths at the party setting in motion a relationship that will give both men what they most desire.
I didn’t need no rich alpha to take care of me. I was a street cat, after all. But I did need money. If I could just get a bit more, I could afford some heat blockers, then I wouldn’t have to worry about alphas at all. Problem solved.
So then he kinda panics once it hits him that Prom is going to have this baby. He rushes to grab the bags and take them to the car. He does the typical person in labor thing and is ready to drive off but forgets Prompto at home. Prompto is 10000% done at this point. But he is going through the motions quicker than what he thought so he doesn’t have time to get angry because that baby is coming asap.
Harry est capturé par le SHIELD suite à une utilisation malencontreuse de la magie à la vue de tous. Il a été poursuivi puis mis aux arrêts comme « Mêta-Humain » mais quand on comprend qu’il n’en n’est pas un, il est interrogé pour qu’il en révèle plus sur sa communauté. Loki ressent sa douleur et descend sur Terre et décide de mettre en scène une invasion pour le sauver.
Stephanie “Angel” Wilson is the admin of The Geekiary and a geek culture commentator. She earned a BA in Film & Digital Media from UC Santa Cruz. She’s contributed to various podcasts and webcasts including An Englishman in San Diego, Free to Be Radio, and Genre TV for All. She’s written for Friends of Comic Con and has essays published in Fandom Frontlines.
Jensen is difficult, Tapping had warned him. He took down three katil. Granted they’re not to your caliber, but who is? Be careful. Don’t get cocky. Jensen looks harmless, but he’s very resourceful. He won’t take a mile because an inch is all he needs. You understand?
Spy dropped the book he was reading, placing his hands on his back and stomach while gritting his teeth. He took a few deep breaths. That hurt. Not the worst pain he’d ever felt, but still bothersome.