Love or What You Will by miss_frankenstein – John is an English professor and Sherlock is a PhD student assigned to be his TA. (I just… I love this one so much… I will die) (my fave) (this fic introduced me to my favourite poem, Sylvia Plath’s Mad Girl’s Love Song)
Aside from a few stray fish, it was pretty quiet and peaceful where he’d found himself, a nice area he and his mate had chosen for the birth of their young. He let his aching tail relax while he sat on the coral, this particular bunch a perfect shape for sitting and relaxing on. With his hand on his massive stomach, he could feel each movement his babies made.
Joel smiled as he heard the man’s water break for the first time and he went back towards the man, pushing his legs apart and check on the egg’s progress. Sure enough, the small egg had slid into place and was ready to come out.
Tarly is a recluse, for the most part. He is an author of wildly famous success, but he has no one. Has never kissed anyone or made love with anyone, due to the “affliction” he has. He was told, when young it’s wiser not to be around people for long periods of time. He is an Alpha. He has been on the website but only for video hookups..nothing real, nothing meaningful.
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The trope spread rapidly beyond SPN and J2, and by 2013 A/B/O was so saturated within fandom culture that Kristina Busse included the essay “Pon Farr, Mpreg, and the rise of the Omegaverse” in Anne Jamison’s fanfiction academic anthology, Fic: Why Fanfiction Is Taking Over the World.
Everyone at the reserve was anxious. The person who was the most anxious however, was the head of the stables, Georgina Whitney. Not only was she in charge of the stables, but she was in charge of a specific stable. The Flok stable.
I’ll just save that since I am trying to write a oneshot based off a larger story using this verse as I’ve read a few that I quite enjoy. This was really helpful at explaining this. Thanks for putting this together!
This would be one hell of a night. He held his breath as Akatora reached around him and made the hand seals to teleporting them all away, and the other two men made hand seals to follow. With Naruto making the first loud moan he would make that night, they were gone.
“My wife’s about to give birth!” he practically screamed at the nurse, causing her to flinch and touch her ears subtly. Lately, loud noises had been incredibly piercing. She felt a flutter in her belly and rubbed the round mass, easing her own unborn child. Clearly the baby didn’t like the noise either.
The plot is quite obvious at times with no real twists that I didn’t see coming, but I actually liked that as I could just sit back, read and enjoy it without having to think too much. Perfect. I loved the ending, it up all the loose ends for Luca and Kit while cleverly leaving the story of the secondary characters open for further exploration…I hope.
Damon’s the Alpha of one of the most powerful clans in the world. As a tiger shifter, he can take the form of the predator at will. With such a gift, he’s able to conquer claimed and unclaimed lands and expand his territory. With his status, wealth, and looks carved by a God, he’s a triple threat – both to men and women.
Comments: As much kid!fic as mpreg, this was a rare lengthy Teen Wolf story that held my interest through its assiduous blend of plot, angst and pack dynamics (and extremely slow-burn romance). Very charming.
Roleplay Starters!!! Well, if you are anything like me, you like to roleplay. Whether on Omegle or through email. But I have some you may use!!! I have used them before, so don’t worry!! If you want to roleplay one, just shoot me a note and we can do it that way or through email!!
“Do it,” whispered Sam, nudging you towards his brother. You groaned and slapped him on the arm. You looked at the older Winchester and then quickly looked away. Dean was currently on the couch, looking through newspapers for the next hunt.