“Arthur takes Alfred’s hand, standing slowly as they acknowledge and accept the truth. He relaxes majorly as they leave, holding Alfred’s hand all the way home.” Omegaverse AU. Arthur and Alfred are having trouble, so they go to a clinic for help. What they find out surprises them and changes their lives forever. (UsUk) Rated T because of paranoia.
“I’m AFAB genderqueer, and I’ve always been incredibly uncomfortable with pregnancy and childbirth, to the point of feeling ill at ease around pregnant women and young babies, because so much of female gender and the idea of womanhood is wrapped up in pregnancy/motherhood, and the reverse as well, a pregnant body at this point in my culture will inevitably signify “female” to outsiders. As I get into the tail end of my potential reproductive years and start to reexamine my childfree-by-choice status, MPREG gives me an alternative POV, where reproduction is divorced from binary sex, some men have babies, some women have babies, some men impregnate, some women impregnate. I’ve seen criticism of MPREG saying “Why not just write trans characters instead” but for me that misses the point, trans people have babies right now, and that’s awesome and makes me super happy, but MPREG is like good sci fi, it’s utopian possibility, sex as irrelevant, gender as expression.” -Jay
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Spy felt another contraction start. Sniper meanwhile, had managed to prize his wrist from his lover’s death grip. Ignoring his own pain, he took hold of the Frenchman’s hand and proceeded to rub his back as he pushed.
“You are nothing more then a demon’s spawn,” he said, glaring down at the small face. The child had a soft face like his own with dark blue hair that has ashen streaks through it, her eyes looked exactly as Ciel’s did.
Within the extremely large world of fanfiction there are tons of subgenres. You can read “fluff,” which are stories that focus on sickeningly sweet moments between your favorite characters. You can read “PWP,” or “Porn Without Plot,” which is exactly what it sounds like. There’s slash fic (same sex pairings), het fics (different sex pairings), gen fic (not focusing on the pairings or lacking any pairings at all), and so many other genres that I can’t even begin to form a comprehensive list here. And then there’s this wonderful little creation called MPREG. That stands for Male Pregnancy. Yes, you read that right. Guys getting pregnant.
Of course I’ll add you! I adore new people. I hope you enjoy my stories. And yes, I admit that I am addicted to comments. They help me to stay excited about my stories. So I’d love to hear what you think.
Sam Winchester had always been an early riser. His brother Dean made fun of him, but ever since he was young he’d always be up before his brother, and this day was no different. Except for the smiling angel in the kitchen.
“I’ll be sure to get her ready then” the voice keeps talking. It sounds familiar. You wonder who the man was talking to. Picking yourself up on the couch, you look over the head rest to see a man with odd purple hair talking on your cellphone.
Exiled by his pack as a teen, Omega wolf Simon Moorehead learns to bury his gentle nature in the interest of survival. When a hulking, rough-faced Alpha catches Simon on pack territory, he tries to escape what he’s sure will be imminent death. But instead of killing him, the Alpha takes Simon home. A man of action, Mitch Grant uproots his life to support his brother in leading the Blue Mountain pack. Mitch lives on the periphery, quietly protecting everyone, but always alone.
The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not. Within the black-and-white striped canvas tents is an utterly unique experience full of breathtaking amazements. It is called Le Cirque des Rêves, and it is only open at night.
As the latest contraction gripped her bulging belly, her tail curling of its own accord in reaction to the pain, she groaned, “Not a million times, Tris, maybe just two or three.” Her eyes were scrunched shut in an effort to block everything, including the pain, out.
Three hours into the labor and Sam was barely two centimeters dilated. Every time Sam had a contraction Dean could feel Sam’s belly harden. Sam would groan, yell, cry and moan from the pain. By the looks of it, it was going to continue for a while.
Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer stood back and watched, each wanting to hold their little niece and nephews but they mentally all decided to give the couple some space. With that, they all vanished from the room.
“Aside from the porny aspects, I think that seeing strong male characters faced with enforced gender roles and gender-based discrimination makes me feel better about how I feel when someone expects me to be a daughter/wife/mother/fuckmeat rather than a real person. I also like the more complicated social dynamics that are possible with primary and secondary gender.” (thedepthsofmyshame, female, bi/pan, 40-50, USA)
“I-It hurts! Agh!” the man screamed, panting harshly as the next contractions came on top of each other, barely giving him enough time to breathe. He rubbed his belly frantically in an effort to soothe the tight band that refused to go away but to no avail.
i dont know how theyd be birthedmaybe black magic i guess idkrequestedrequests galoresnake eyes headcanonssnake eyesking dice x the devildevildicedicedevilmpregch the devileach child has a deadly sin motif
Castiel smiled when he felt the other celestial form crawl into his hands much faster than the other as though it had learnt from its sibling. With a smile, he gently pulled out the other bundle of light.
“I’m going to sleep. You don’t expect me to stay up all night just to watch you birth eggs, do you? After all, maybe some more unfortunate travellers will find their way here tomorrow. I have to be ready for them,” and with a final smirk, Joel closed his door lightly and retreated into his room, leaving the poor man to labour on his own outside.
Colonel Severson was sent to Garnet to fight in a war that wasn’t really theirs. To fight against people they didn’t understand. To put your life on the line, only to find out that maybe the enemy isn’t really your enemy.
A.M. Arthur was born and raised in the same kind of small town that she likes to write about, a stone’s throw from both beach resorts and generational farmland. She’s been stories in her head since she was a child and scribbling them down nearly as long, in a losing battle to make the fictional voices stop. She credits an early fascination with male friendships (bromance hadn’t been coined yet back then) and “The Young Riders” with her later discovery of and subsequent love affair with m/m romance stories.
I loved Karter! from the moment he met his mate, he was in protective mode. Jax couldn’t speak, so he was very patient with communicating with him. He also didn’t mind that he was older and already an om …more
This is a new author for me and didn’t know what to expect. As I began reading it I thought, well as the cover showed it’s an MMR, which was fine with me, and as I began reading I really liked the description of the alpha. Then as we get further into the story, I’m saying what the heck, this is just too much. But, like I said I liked the alpha and wanted to see where this very different take on shifters was going. Well I’m not doing spoilers just let me say this was a new twist on a paranormal wolf shifter story. To me it was a great love story, a little out there but well wrote. If you’re looking for a paranormal shifter story with a twist, and believe me when I say with a twist I’m recommending this story and am looking forward to what other twist this author has in store.
“Ohhhhhhgh!” he moaned out as he pushed, the baby slowly slipping out from his hole, stopping at the head. Loads of the men orgasmed as they saw him crown, some taking pictures on smartphones of the baby’s head sticking out of his ass. Another groaning, panting push, and the baby slid out into James’ arms.