“Ok coming right up” As Jess walked back to the kitchen, Jamie felt a wave of pain. He took deep breaths. only lasted about 15 seconds. Jamie thought it was just Braxton hicks contractions, but a few minutes later he felt another rush of pain. This time it was more intense. When Jess came back with some egg and toast, Jamie felt another whoosh of pain. He didn’t want to tell Jess, because he didn’t think it was a big deal. Jess saw the look in her husbands eyes and knew something was wrong.
“With fic largely being written and consumed by male attracted cis-females…isn’t it likely they will see themselves in the role of the omega, with possible detrimental effects on their own sense of worth and expectations for relationships with a male/alpha partner? Are omegaverse fics that play up those stereotypes the slash equivalent of ‘After’ or Fifty Shades of Grey?” (hiddensymposiarch, female, bisexual, 30-40, Canada)
Even when Yoongi warned Jimin about not reading what netizens write in naver, the younger couldn’t help himself. When Yoongi returned to their shared apartment (more so Yoongi’s apartment in Gangnam-du), he saw a very teary eyes Jimin crying on the balcony.
To make it worse, and Lips did not know this; Zoot had been planning on proposing to him after all those years of happiness and love they spent together, and the arguing ruined that! Zoot became depressed because of this and thought he’d never see Lips again until Walter came along some time later.
He was so persistent and his tenacity annoyed her. He was so clever and his innovation annoyed her. He wore his emotions on his face so openly and that annoyed her. But what annoyed her more than anything was how much she noticed him. A series of short vignettes about Astrid and Hiccup. HTTYD2 spoilers.
He sat as he took another sit of the tea, Madam Red and Lau sitting opposite of him. Grell (in his butler form of course) standing behind his mistress watching Sebastian serve the food and tea to the people on the table with fascination. Ranmao was sitting on her ‘brother’s’ lap silently watching what was happening.
Mary Abigail: I have always been a serious reader but reading romance has always been an outlet for me to be happy and this, makes me happy. It’s entertaining with just enough drama and maybe a bit more – I do need more.
Joel quickly caught the two eggs and cleaned them, setting them in the growing pile of eggs. He heard another gush and a moan from the man as the next egg started to go down his birth canal. He changed the towel between the man’s feet as it was already soaked to the maximum with birth fluids and blood.
I had some problems with the way that Derrick reacted in this book. Why would he assume that Rowan was a hardened criminal in the beginning of the book when they both were in the same jail cell and Rowan says that he was tresspassing. It was like Derrick considered that akin to a battery charge. Then, when Rowan explains how he’s been taking on extra delivery jobs for his boss that may have been morally questionable, but weren’t clearly illegal, Derrick again takes it so hard that he wonders if he can trust someone so prone to breaking the law. WHO DOES THAT?! Why wouldn’t Derrick give Rowan the benefit of the doubt immediately that he was being used, and not assume that he was betraying Derrick?
Mpreg is also a subgenre of fanfiction, occurring with some frequency in slash and only very rarely in het. The man who gets pregnant is usually human and cisgender, and often the story offers no explanation for the phenomenon, although it may be explained by magic, medical experimentation, or simply the existence of an Alternate Universe where men are commonly pregnant. In some dystopian Mpreg AUs, the role or status of males able to get pregnant may differ markedly from that of impregnating males.
I always say it’s the class system based on biological characteristiques and knotting, though other nonnies have pointed out that knotting isn’t omnipresent in fic being written nowadays. Mpreg isn’t so much needed as the possibility of mpreg – and someone may write fic where alphas and omegas are biological dead ends and thus remove the possibility of mpreg and thus remove that possibility and I, personally, would still consider it a/b/o as long as they’d be a differentiated social group. The same rational goes for heats, as long as other biological markers are in place to account for the biological part of the genre. It’s the the articulation between those differences and the social [side] of things that is really the indispensable part.
Jayden held onto his stomach tightly as another wave of nausea racked his body. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on his breathing, not his queasy stomach, clammy skin, or cravings. He knew that he was going to get sick; it wasn’t like it was an alien feeling. Jayden just hoped that it would eventually pass and that that would be the end of the nausea. But, of course, nothing ever goes as planned.
”I..I can’t! It burns! I’m scared!!!” He cries before he bears down again,Not even bothering to open his legs. The fire in his anus grows worse and he feels his anus being stretched unnaturally wide to accommodate the babies head. With another push,He feels the babies head pop out of him with a rush of fluids and Sebastian yanks his legs open long enough to make sure the baby is alright. He quickly suctions it’s mouth and nose out before twisting it slowly,Just enough to pass the neck.
“Yes, good…” Joel murmured, watching the large egg stick out and he wrapped a hand around the tip of it, tugging at it experimentally. This prompted a scream from the man birthing the eggs and he let go of the egg.
After a bout of ill health his father seems ready to pass the torch at any moment. Unfortunately, the timing couldn’t be any worse. Rocco has only just decided that he needs to part ways with his current boyfriend Skye, but he’s going to need a… mate in order for the pack to accept him fully as Alpha—not to mention fend off evil rival Jarvis’ challenge to his status.
The black eyed male watched as his alien friend picked off several different things to try, while he himself only showed him one thing he wanted to be ordered. Dionysus ordered for them both, and waited as he rubbed his somewhat uncomfortable belly as he waited for the food to return.
“Oi you cant call me a brat, have you forgotten i’m older then you” you grinned. Levi tsk’d and looked away, ‘were his cheeks pink? or am I seeing shit?’ a bell rang in the background. “Shit! Levi we gotta get our asses moving or we’ll be late for club” quickly standing I grabbed Levi dragging him off to our after school club.
I’m sorry to say, but no, male betas cannot get pregnant. As far as I know, in no version of this verse are they able to. Some may have knots, yes but none have omega reproduction systems. While as female beta’s can get pregnant, though rarer than omega pregnancy, male’s can certainly not. They do not go through heat either, and are almost practically normal humans.
Well lucky for you it’s exactly my cup of tea! I went with post-serum Steve, because pre-serum, ball-of-sickness Steve giving birth sounds like asking for trouble and hospital births around the 1930s/40s were an actual mess so…yeah… Hope you enjoy! -Jenna
Marijana1: The melancholy present throughout this story has the power to influence and etch into the minds of the readers, to stay there and refuse to leave even after they have finished reading the story. This is a deep, powerful story, making the readers wonder about everything – about love, about their e…
Waking from their nap, the first thing Levi noticed was how wet his crotch was and that Eren was whimpering in his sleep. His omegas sweet scent was filled with pain and Levi started to panic. Shaking Eren’s shoulder firmer than he meant to, his mate woke with a long groan
The novel starts as a typical first person. Jason riddles off pointless details about himself, and then we’re thrown into his on the run lifestyle with his father, which brings me to my first issue. The telling. Huge problem in this book is the telling. We’re told Jason is nurturing, we’re told about his heats, we’re told he’s afraid, we’re told, through Mac’s pov that he’s traumatized. Meanwhile I’m waiting to be shown this world of shifters and the enclave which is actually interesting. Eventually we’re shown these things with minute detail, but it would have been so much sexier to see Jason writhing in his bed, tossing and turning from the heat pulsating though him, to make us feel his need!
A wolf-shifting and bounty-hunting Alpha—with a knack for unearthing trouble—runs into a just-turned-eighteen and never-been-screwed Omega—who has been on the run for a third of his life—in the one place neither man should be. What could go wrong?
“Oh fuck!” Sniper exclaimed. Colour drained from his face. Forget being shot, blown up, set on fire, or getting back stabbed several times, or even that one time he thought he might’ve caught chlamydia from a koala, THIS was the most terrifying thing the assassin had ever had to endure. There was a mad scramble to undo and pull down Spy’s trousers (or Soldier’s trousers that Spy had borrowed rather) before the next contraction.
The egg slipped free and Joel caught it and the moment he put it down, a gush of fluids exited from the man and he was soon groaning and clutching at his still hugely pregnant belly again, trying to push the rest of the 20-odd eggs out. It was close to dusk and Joel contemplated going to sleep to leave the man to give birth to the eggs alone. After all, he had a long day tomorrow, trying to find other people who ate from the ‘poisoned-berry’ bush.
The Tiger’s Mate is a different take on the shifter world. Lance is the High Alpha of a secret shifter Streak. He’s desperate to get out and live in the outside world of humans. He’s curious about them. He finally runs, meeting Ewan at a bar. Ewan is living as a shifter in hiding. He was raised human and doesn’t know if there are more of him out there, or if he’s the only one. Lance promises answers to all of Ewan’s questions, and they come in spades–Lance is a tiger! Ewan is in lust, and hoping it’s love. Full of questions about the Streak, he and Lance argue in between bouts of the hottest sex Ewan ever had. This last fight is the one to end them. Ewan runs until he can’t run any more, will the Streak accept him? Will Lance come back? Will the Streak and the new High Alpha let him come back after he abandoned them?
“Jimin, what are you even saying?” Yoongi asks worriedly and comes closer. He tries to cups Jimin’s cheek, but the latter slaps his hands away and cry on his knees. “Baby, look at me,” Yoongi calls and rests his hands on Jimin’s elbow, who thankfully doesn’t slap it away this time.