#TW: Mpreg

[hells-greatest-performers]

**For context this is only for Blog, Fanfic HuskerDust kid will remain adopted

Note: I’m dumb. It’s supposed to say “If” not is 😩

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Phantom and Red Robin have a baby au but Tim finds out not because of investigating, not from Phantom telling him, but because his Young Justice team finds out and upon hearing "Red Robin" and "mpreg" in the same sentence they automatically assume Tim was the one mpreged and get super upset that he never told them.

Needless to say Tim is very confused when they break his door down

In the meantime Danny has fled to another country with Dani and his baby in an effort to escape getting his baby taken away due to the other parent being a superhero while his entire family was essentially supervillians. They wouldn't stand a chance for custody in court.

If Danny is still preggo while this happens than Dani will convince him to disguise himself as a girl to throw people off his trai.

He rocks it.

[sethmacfarlanedeathpose]

Dr Albert full of eggs. Although I don't think eight is enough. Do you?

[starker-sorbet]

Mates Tony and Peter going to the maternity clinic for Peter's latest ultrasound to see their unborn pup.

@fluffbruary 2024 day 1 : downy | clinic | nuance

[mirismuffins-ovo]

Finished this commission for @debonair-flintt of our lovely little bug bois

[bunny-is-cute]

Does husk ever act like a cat? Or shown cat behaviors?

Husk: I maybe a winged cat demon but I ain’t acting—

Angel Dust: IM NOT LETTING YOU FINISH THAT LIE!

Husk: Excuse you?!

Angel Dust: Husk always made little cat noises now and then but when he was pregnant, something got switched on and he began showing more cat like behavior! And don’t even get me started after the babies were born!

Husk:

[soniclozdplove]

Drew my favorite part of @anonbinaryminecraftgoblin new chapter of "Would You Like an Egg in These Trying Times?" Be warned fic contains mpreg as a core part of he story but no explicit scenes do far and Slow Boiled Stone Egg Au and related aus belongs to @quitealotofsodapop

Edit: added link to fic

[pepperm1nt-f1zz]

I'm fucking scared right now.

There's a lot of mpreg of Puff Puff, Benatar and Axel, but, at least Deejay is safe....

RIGHT?

[ladderofyears]

Revelation.

Warning for mpreg.

Harry hadn’t known he’d love Scorpius until the moment he was placed in his arms, squalling, pink, still sticky from his birth.

As he looked down at his son, all Harry’s fears about not being enough faded. He’d do everything in his power to look after Draco and their baby.

~

Fifty words.

For @microficmay

[babygirl-diaz]

Give You My Wild. Give You a Child (Buddie omegaverse fanfic)

((This is based on this prompt I got in my ask: Gen Eddie’s pregnant/hormonal and Buck is somewhat exasperated but wanting nothing more to take care of him. It contains mpreg so you've been warned))

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Buck was still getting used to it. The mood swings, the midnight cravings, the mood swings. This was their first baby, and Buck didn’t know how to deal with the hormonal changes that came with Eddie’s pregnancy. He’s found Eddie having pickles dipped in Nutella at one in the morning, and he’s even found Eddie sobbing uncontrollably on the living room floor while cuddling their 14-year-old son. But tonight it was different. Tonight, he wasn’t crying or indulging in weird cravings, no, he was just sitting outside on the porch looking out into the dark. 

Buck may have had a bit of a panic when he searched the house and couldn’t find Eddie anywhere. 

“Eddie?” a sleep-ridden Buck called out as he slowly approached his omega. 

Eddie didn’t reply. He didn’t even acknowledge Buck. 

Buck came to a stop next to the stairs and sat down beside him. “Eddie, what are you doing? It’s two in the morning. It’s not actually safe to be sitting out here.” 

Eddie still said nothing. 

“Eddie?” Buck called again. 

“Why are you with me, Buck?” Eddie asked suddenly, surprising Buck not only with his question but with his voice. It sounded so broken. 

“What do you mean, why am I with you?” Buck asked. 

“I mean, you could be with any young, hot omega you wanted, but you’re with me,” Eddie replied, finally looking at Buck. “I’m a 32-year-old omega with a high-risk pregnancy and a chance of never becoming a parent again.” 

Even in the dark, Buck could see Eddie’s glassy eyes. He knew he was so close to tears, but was holding himself back. 

“Eddie,” Buck started to say. He wanted to reach out and hug his omega, but he seemed so far away that Buck knew it would be like hugging a brick wall if he hugged him right now. “I don’t care about that. I just care about having you in my life. Because I love you.” 

“But why though?” Eddie’s voice was desperate, like he just needed Buck to give him an answer as to why he was worth loving. 

Buck scooted closer to his husband and put a hand on his shoulder. “Because, Edmundo, you have so much love to give everyone around you. Because you don’t let up until you know that the other person knows they are deserving of your love. So let me do that for you today.” 

“I’m okay,” Eddie whispered, looking down at his pregnant belly. 

“I know you are,” Buck was quick to assure him. “But let me take care of you, anyway?” 

“I don’t need you to take care of me! I need you to leave me alone!” Eddie’s sudden outburst took Buck aback. 

“Eddie-” 

“No, just go, Evan.” That was never good. Eddie using his first name. 

“Eddie, just hear me out,” Buck desperately tried saying to him.

But then Eddie got up and started walking. Buck looked at the door and at Eddie. Chris was asleep in the house, so he couldn’t leave him, but he also couldn’t let Eddie go off walking on his own. Groaning in frustration, Buck locked the door and ran after Eddie. 

“Eddie wait!” Buck called out. 

Thankfully, a 7-month-pregnant Eddie wasn’t as fast, and Buck caught up with him fairly quickly. 

“Eddie, come on. Please stop. It’s not safe walking out here, and Chris is all alone at home.” 

“Then go home,” Eddie told him. 

“You know I can’t do that,” Buck replied. “Can we just go back and talk about what’s bothering you?’ 

“You, Buck. You’re bothering me right now,” Eddie scoffed. 

Buck let out another exasperated sound. “Eddie.” He caught Eddie’s arm and forced him to turn around. “Please talk to me.” 

Eddie pulled his arm away. “I don’t have to.” 

“Eddie, you have to know how dangerous it is to walk out here alone at night. Please, let’s just go home,” Buck practically begged him. “Please?” 

Eddie watched him for a little while before sighing. “Fine.” He walked past Buck to get ahead of him and Buck let him. 

When they got home, Buck let Eddie in first, who went right to their room and shut the door behind him. Buck went to check on Chris before making his way to the room. Just as he had suspected, the door was locked. Buck didn’t bother Eddie again. He was just glad Eddie was safe and sound in their house. Buck went to the couch and lay down on it, but he couldn’t sleep. His mind kept going back to his omega. He wasn’t the type of alpha who asserted himself over his omega. He wanted Eddie to have his space. 

Buck lay there for what felt like hours. Then their room door opened. Buck immediately sat up to find Eddie making his way over to him. He didn’t know what to expect.

Eddie waved his hand for Buck to move on the couch. Buck looked at him, confused, before he scooted towards the back of the couch. Without a word, Eddie got in with him after some struggle and lay down with his back facing Buck. 

“What are you doing?” Buck asked. 

“I can’t sleep without you,” Eddie replied. 

“You know we can just go back to the room, right?” Buck asked. 

“No,” Eddie replied, and soon his soft snores filled the living room. 

Buck let out a soft sigh and wrapped his arm around Eddie’s waist, falling asleep as well. 

[angelic-fertility-potion-au]

2 questions for all 4 dads,

1, what has been the most challenging part of parenting?

2, what has been the best part of parenting?

Husk: The most challenging part for parenting for me is dealing with three babies. You have to get kinda creative when you’re handling them all at once. The best part is parenting is when it’s late at night and I’m watching them sleep because to them, they had a big day and I helped make that happen even if it was just a normal day in Hell for me.

Angel Dust: The most challenging part of parenting for me is similar to Husk. But it’s when the babies start crying at once and they have different needs. (One needs a bottle while another needs to be changed, etc). The best part of parenting is when they look at you and smile, and you that’s pure love right there.

Lucifer: Parenting was always kinda easy for me…back when I had Charlie and Lilith was still around. But being a single parent is a whole other thing — even for me. The King of Hell. Osian relies solely on me. I’m basically his entire world and I want to be a good role model to him. I want to share the all of the best parts of his life and see him grow but I also want him to stay small because I wasn’t ready for Charlie to grow up and I won’t be ready for when Osian does!

Alastor: I’m not involved in raising it (referring to Osian). If it had been a daughter, I would have definitely fought for custody but atlas it’s a male and I have more important things to do.

[hells-greatest-performers]

Lucifer, what are the test results?!?!

*after being forced by Alastor*

Lucifer: HA ITS NEGATIVE!

Alastor: *takes a closer look* That’s…not a negative Lucifer…

Lucifer: Wait…what *looks at test again and sees it’s positive*

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Danny turned his face up toward the sky, letting Gothams rain poor down his face. His husband, Tim, had loved this city-to the point of dying for it while wearing a mask.

The court of owls had been cowardly, and honestly Danny should have expected that from a bunch of entitled rich people. Many of the bats were there taking down the courts lackeys but there wasn't any signs of the Talons, which made sense since they seemed to act oddly around Phantom and just kinda flopped onto the ground and bared thier necks to him. Wierd.

Everyone was fighting, so no one noticed the tip of a snipers rifle poking out of a crag in the cave walls until it was too late. A shot was fired.

And Tim was on the floor

Danny didn't remember much after that. He remembers Nightwing holding his little brother while Batman came to his side. He remembers the other bats running off to find the sniper and Danny just...stood there. He stared at Tims blood splatter and the gray matter all over the floor. The bullet had went through his head had killed him quickly but this didn't comfort him. The scene was so gruesome but he couldn't bring himself to look away as his vision was consumed by green.

The next time he became aware Nightwing was in front of him, asking him to turn himself in. Confused, he asked what he had done only to learn he had hunted down every Court of Owls member like a man possessed and torn them to shreds. No one was sure how Phantom knew who was a member or not especially while he was in that state, but it didn't change the face that Phantom had killed so many people.

Danny was horrified. How could he had done this? He had never experienced the pit rage before and never thought he would. But here he was having lost almost two weeks of time and gaining more blood on his hands than he knew what to do with.

So Danny, not wanting to argue or-ancients forbid- fight his family-in-law while everyone was grieving, agreed to turn himself in.

So he did.

He never agreed to stick around for an interrogation or a trial though. So he didn't.

The cops never even learned of his true identity before he took off but he knew it wasn't safe to stay in Gotham anymore. Heck, it probably wasn't safe to stay on Earth anymore with all the heroes that would be after him if the bats so much as asked. And there was no way he could go back to his own dimensions Earth either.

...but that didn't mean all Earths where out of the question.

---

Danny had finally gotten settled in this new dimension. Starting over was always hard but he had done it before. Grabbing a gig as a freelance translator and editor for a few publication companies was pretty easy when you knew what cards to play and what people to call. Plus, Danny was really good at making false identities and translating, so that helped a ton.

At night he would keep a look out his window, trying to spot the bats of this world, as as much as it hurt him to do so, he always delighted in seeing this worlds Tim running along the rooftops.

This went on for a while until Danny started getting nauseous and intense pain in his chest and abdomen. It was bad enough that he sniffed out this worlds Dr Thomkins pretty quickly and asked her to give him a check up.

Upon doing an ultrasound she found a strange sphere in his chest, which he assured her was normal, and an embryo growing in his abdomen which was very much not. Danny laid on the examination table for a solid few seconds and Dr. Tomkins was about to start rattling off his options to him before her patient started crying. "Oh thank the stars."

Danny explained that this was the child of his late husband who was murdered and he was very happy to have this baby. Sure, he had most of his personal affects (he had cleaned out his and Tims shared home and safe houses on his way out of the dimension, much to the absolue ire of the other bats) but this was a little living piece of his husband, which was something so much more.

But this also meant he had to leave again. This worlds Tim was just like the one that he lost and he had no doubt that some way, some how, Tim would find out about this child. Could he explain this in a way that was satisfactory? Could he handle Tim coming in and out of his home to visit "his" child as he would undoubtedly do? Could he stand to see the face of a man who looked like his husband, talked like his husband, and acted like his husband, but wasn't? No. He couldn't do that to himself. He couldn't do that to Tim. He refused to replace one Tim for another. That was so callus and shallow. He would never do something like that, grief or no grief. He was strong. He'd be strong for Tim.

He paid the doctor and thanked her profusely before leaving and going back to his apartment. He hadn't even unpacked most of his stuff before he was packing it all back up again. He needed to find a world where:

1. Tim was nothing like the Tim he had known and loved

2. Tim was not old enough to take custody of thier child if he ever found out

3. Batman was not around

4. Damian didn't exist. He was usually pretty cool with the little gremlin but he doesn't think he could listen to him insult Tim and not throttle a literal child.

5. It was not impossible to raise a child

The list could probably use some work but that was the gist of it for now.

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Danny had finally found his perfect Gotham after weeks or interdimentional travel and countless jumps. Well, perfect probably wasn't the right word for a place like Gotham but his point still stands.

He once again found himself sitting on the edge of a rooftop overlooking the city. He and his husband had liked to sit and chat in these kinds of places when patrol was slow. Now Danny was sitting alone in the rain in one of Tims old jackets reminiscing. Suddenly hearing a grapple line connect with the building startled him out of his thoughts.

Nightwing landed nearby and for a moment Danny thought he was here to insist Danny turns himself in again before he was reminded that this wasn't the same Nightwing and Danny hadn't committed any crimes here. Well. No violent ones at least. Forging a fake identity requires much criming as it turns out.

Nightwing approached him slowly and cautiously as if he expected Danny to bolt at any second. That wasn't comforting. "Hey," the big bird greeted calmly, "How about you step away from the edge? If there's something on your mind I'm sure we can talk it out, alright?"

Danny opened his mouth and then shut it again. Opening it again he blurted out, "I'm not gonna jump."

Looking doubtful, Nightwing gestured for him to come toward him and away from the edge, and if Nightwing were anyone other than a bat he would not have obliged as he did. Once Danny was safely away from falling to his doom the vigilante began asking questions.

After everything was answered and birdy was sure Danny was safe, he made a comment about the jacket and Danny told him it belonged to his late husband who past away recently. This led to Dick egging Danny on as he talked about his husband and grieved.

It was then that Danny showed Nightwing his baby bump and the vigilante was excited for him.

Somehow he and the various bats kept running into eachother around the city and one thing let to another. Before he knew it the bats where coming and going in his apartment to "check up on him"

This worlds Tim was still 16 and loved his role as Robin. He was grieving the loss of Bruce but...this version of Tim was different. Full of light. His smile was brighter and came more often. His humor wasn't as dark and...he was...smol. He began seeing this Tim more like his child than as an alternate version of his lover. Needless to say he planned on spoiling Robin rotten.

Everything seemed to be falling into place. He had a steady income, an apartment, some new friends, and was slowly unpacking.

It was smooth sailing up until his dead husband appeared in his apartment in the middle of the night staring him down with Lazarus green eyes. How had this happened? He was Tims husband and he made absolutely sure Tims body had been cremated (another thing the bats were mad about since Bruce and Tim were Jewish). Tim has specifically asked for cremation to avoid a situation like this where Ras got his creepy little hands on him.

But why would Ras send Tim here? How did Tim get here? How did Tim find him? Why did Tim show up in his apartment on random nights and then disappear into the city when he tried to ask him answers? Why did Tim barely speak? Was this a clone or the original?

Was this even real? Or was he finally losing his mind?

[sethmacfarlanedeathpose]

Ouch, it's starting to get a big much for the poor old guy.

[starker-sorbet]

Omega mates Peter and Tony dealing with dual pregnancies due to having had their heats at the same time

[mirismuffins-ovo]

A doodle is a character I shall not name