#mentions of mpreg

[zartbird]

Moshang but make them bigger silly idiots

Based on this post by @disgracefulthings

[merthurao3recs]

Choices and Tourneys 

Author: Elevates (Ricecake) 

Rating: Explicit 

Word Count: 13,879

Details: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon, Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Morgana (Merlin), Gwen (Merlin), Percival (Merlin), Dwaine (Merlin), Uther Pendragon (Merlin), Fluff, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Romance, Humor a little bit of mpeg, Alternate universe - Canon Divergence. 

Summary: Every year, right before mating season, Camelot holds a great tournament in which the alphas will compete with each other in order to show their strength to the omegas who’ll be looking to choose the perfect mate. After all, it’s not the alpha who chooses the omega, but the omega who chooses the alpha, and Arthur really, really wants Merlin to choose him.

[thestrangestthlng]

There’s something special about fandom and its unique five stages of grief (which completely negates acceptance, cuz who’s she? We don’t know her.)

Denial -> Anger -> Bargaining -> Depression -> MPreg

And it’s a beautiful thing.

[effy-writes]

If you don't mind, could you write headcanons for blitzø with a platonic gn reader where they were just out doing something and then someone mistakes them as a couple? Please and thank you!!!!

ofc!!

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Platonic: Blitz x GN! Reader: Mistaking You Guys As A Couple HC’s

(GN reader but it can be afab or amab (m preg))

• you guys are so touch starved that when yall are in public people would mistake you as a couple because you guys are ALWAYS touching each other. whether it’s hand holding, hugging, pushing each other, etc. so obviously people are gonna mistake you guys as a couple

• the first time somebody mistaken you guys as a couple was when you two went to get some ice cream and the worker said, “how long have you guys been dating?” you laughed while blitz was explaining himself and quickly denied, “oh no, they’re like my sibling.”

• now with this, you guys are always pranking people. you two would go to a crowded area and hold hands and say, “you’re the best sibling ever” and then proceed to “make out” (as in stage kissing) and watch as everyone looked at you with disgusted looks

• another incident was blitz took you out to eat for your birthday at a fancy restaurant. the waiter gave blitz the check and said, “treat your partner good,” and he quickly said, “no im keeping them hostage and giving them a nice treat for being such a good captive.” the waiter had a horrified look as he stared at you. “don’t worry, blitz is the greatest kidnapper” and then blitz would reply, “don’t worry about them, they got stockholm syndrome”

• so basically, everytime somebody mistakes you as a couple, you two would pull pranks like that.

• but this time was different. you two were holding hands and laughed about stupid shit when a photographer got yalls attention. the photographer said, “you two are the cutest couple in Hell, can i take a picture of you guys for my blog? like you two kissing?”

• you and blitz exchanged glances, trying to figure out a prank to do but couldn’t. blitz then thought of the greatest idea ever. “actually i’m taking them to get an abortion because they’re my side piece and can’t let my wife know.”

• you were so shocked you couldn’t even think of anything. both you and the photographer was speechless. the photographer quickly left, making blitz laugh his ass out loud. “oh come on, that was a good one.” “i got an idea, go to the abortion clinic and i say i got you pregnant.” “oh FUCK yes.”

[onboardsorasora]

I wrote it @arturleclerc and @123pixieaod! A cute lil kid fic. Sequel to this my first ever f1rpf drabble, and based on this adorable party. (I hope it's good 🫣)

Edit: we now have a continuation here

Daniel wouldn't say he was overwhelmed but it was a near thing. Overwhelmed with so much happiness. He stood in the middle of his and Max's living room looking around to make sure the decorations were perfect.

Of course, everyone knew the first birthday party was for the parents and not the child. And maybe he and Max had been more than a little self indulgent when they agreed on the Formula 1 theme.

Of course, all of the ready made decorations were in red and even suggesting that to Max had been tantamount to treason. So, they had designed everything themselves. Between the both of them they were; creative, detail oriented and anal retentive.

Max designed the cake and wall decor and Daniel tackled the birthday boys outfits, the photo backdrops and the floor decor. Then they'd sent them off to their party planner and waited.

Daniel had to admit, it had been a lot of work– lots of phone calls and organizing and dates– but everything came together beautifully. While Red Bull wasn't the actual theme, no one could even suggest that this was a Ferrari themed party.

Noah was currently cooing in his Papa's arms, banging a rubber duck – gifted by his uncle Carlos– on Max's shoulder. He was delighting in the short squeaks. Max held him sturdily, glancing over with a smile when Noah offered the duck to him.

Daniel thought Noah looked adorable in his mini race suit that closely matched the race suit his parents wore back in 2017, the deep navy with the bright red racing stripe on the side.

He was a chunky pale thing with blue eyes and blonde hair; all Max and barely any Daniel. If he hadn't carried him and went through nine hours of labour, Daniel would have thought that he was Max's clone. (His short blonde hair was finally showing maybe the possibility of a curl or wave and Daniel couldn't be happier).

"Everything looks amazing, Danny. You did well." Sebastian offered him a beer, clinking their bottles together.

"Thank you. It was a lot." Daniel laughed, side-stepping Isaac, his nephew, who was chasing another friend in the matching electric bumper cars that looked like an Aston Martin DBS and Honda NSX.

"Noah seems to be enjoying himself."

Daniel snorted, "oh that duck is his new best friend. I'm not even mad because before, it was one of the protein shaker bottles."

"Daniel! Where is my beloved nephew?" Charles entered the room with a flourish. He deposited his gift bags in a seemingly safe corner and beelined for Max who turned from his conversation with Lando and Carlos. Charles only had eyes for Noah, altering his voice and making faces to get the toddler to giggle.

Noah acquiesced to being held by one of his uncles and Max begrudgingly let him go. Charles immediately walked to one of the photo backdrops, the one proclaiming Noah the future F1 Champ and demanded photos be taken of them. Lando rolled his eyes but soon was taken in by his unofficial duties as photographer.

"Uncle Daniel look! I have tattoos like you now!" Isabella ran up to the pair, showing off her arm that now sported multiple racing themed temporary tattoos. Daniel crouched to her level with a wide Ricciardo grin, his eyes squinting with his happiness.

"We match!" He said excitedly, pressing his larger forearm against her tinier one. Kissing her racecar with his Love. She squealed in happiness, kissed his cheek and ran off to play with the other children running amok in the den.

Max came over and flung his arm around Daniel's waist and it was then that Seb saw the matching tshirts. 'Dad of Champ' 'Papa of Champ'. Max's smile could only be described as proud.

The chaos continued with a car race around a 'track' set up in the den and extended to the patio and back. Issac won the first race, a little girl named Brin won the second and Isabella won the third. The trophy ceremonies were the stuff of dreams; Daniel and Carlos taught the kids to spray the sparkling grape juice like winners. Charles snuggled comfortably with Noah, pointing out all festivities with adorable commentary.

When it was time to cut the cake, Noah 'drove' to the table in his DBS that had his name on it. He squealed happily when Daniel scooped him up and kissed his chubby cheeks. He reached for the cake before anyone could stop him and the group laughed and sung happy birthday while he happily munched on cake and blue icing.

Max leaned over to kiss Noah's stained cheek and Daniel felt like his heart was bursting out of his chest. Yeah, he was officially overwhelmed and life was good.

[realitybitesyouknowit]

Chapters: 23/23 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Harry Potter/Voldemort, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Forced Marriage, Arranged Marriage, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Sane Voldemort (Harry Potter), Sane Tom Riddle, Horcruxes, Marriage Contracts, Negotiations, End of Year 6, Politics, Wizengamot (Harry Potter), Wandless Magic (Harry Potter), No Smut Summary:

End of 6th Year, in an AU where Dumbledore has Harry under compulsions. Harry finds himself breaking free from those binds and accidentally gives Tom Riddle back his sanity. Tom of course takes the next logical step in this chain of events: forcing the Boy-Who-Lived into a marriage contract with him so he can obtain the Slytherin Lordship (definitely not because he likes the boy, Nagini please stop saying that).

Follow Harry and friends (though mostly Harry) as the Chosen One navigates negotiations, falls in love with the new Tom, and schemes his way past Dumbledore and into power.

[twstblogttctm]

Somewhere in My Secret Heart

Ten years ago, Leona returned home to the Sunset Savanah. Ten years ago, Vil found out Leona was leaving him. But not without one last gift that completely shattered everything he'd ever worked for. After a decade, Vil's trying to live again. However, Leona's now back on the Isle of Sages after being cast out from the royal family. Will Vil be able to continue protecting the secret he's kept from the disgraced prince all this time? More importantly, will Leona be able to protect them?

[violet-traitor]

what do you mean you'll have to miss on two child units if you want to achieve the only existent mlm pairing in fe fates. should've allowed M!Corrin to get pregnant smh

[rennerator]

I LOVE HIM!!!!! I LOVE THIS MAN SO SOOOO MUCH!!!! S2 AWWWWWWWWWWWW Oh Misha, you are SOOO F* MAGNIFICENT!!!!! :D LOVE LOVE LOVE The WAY that he GOES ALONG, the WAY that he JOINS IN on the TALKS and conversations and the FUN!!! The WAY that he is SOOO F* PROUD of Destiel and Queer Cas and of US TOO!!!! I LOVE HIM SO SOO VERY MUCH!!!! On a side note, I can TOTALLY see Cas being able to get Dean pregnant! XD Sorry, not sorry, but I am SURE that Cas can do it!!!! ;) Thank YOU!!! THANK YOU SO SOOO MUCH for sharing this with us!! You are FANTASTIC!!! :) <3

MISHA

[sonic-pja]

Dawn - Sunflower AU🌻 //Mpreg

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After a long, long adventure, he can finally take a rest…

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[chloesimaginationthings]

This is Scott Cawthon’s biggest regret in FNAF..

[bonanza-tact]

Kkir fankid bc i love them sm

Hatake Kohari, born during the interlude

[blaineabsolutist]

alpha blaine is actually an omega au and it's the 60s

Blaine remembers being twelve, remembers wearing forest green shorts, a thread that came off the little frog embroidered on them when he pulled at it, and a new pair of moccasins that hurt his heels. His mother's hand in his own felt big and too dry, while guiding him through the white corridors of a hospital, then into a room. A kind man with graying hair and the sweet scent of persimmons smiled at him and coaxed him gently, made him sit and complimented him for being a brave boy as he prickled the tip of his finger with a needle. Blood, just a drop round and thick, sat on his finger and soon after it was being processed in a small machine. He can't remember ever seeing the results of the test, but his mother smiled down at him, smeared lipstick on his cheek and then the man’s scent wasn't gentle and calming anymore, and he looked him in the eyes, “You're an alpha now, you better take care of your mother.” It was confusing and terrifying, the idea that anything could happen to his mother, that he was meant to protect her from it.

“What's a persimmon?” Sam asks, half-way through devouring a burger, and interrupting Blaine's story.

“It's… A fruit. It's orange.” Blaine says, he wouldn't know how to describe the taste, his grandfather kept a tree of it in his garden, but whenever he visited the fruits were either too ripe or too green to taste; the smell was always there though, subtle, but sweet.

“Oh,” Sam takes another bite and Blaine follows suit, tasting his own sandwich, “I presented in the same way, no one believed me when I said I wasn't an alpha so they took me to the hospital.” Blaine is staring at him, eyes huge and hopefully full of understanding. Neither of them thought they were alphas and yet, that's exactly what their blood says, what their genetic makeup says. “Except my omega nurse wasted no time telling me to take care of anything. Guess it's different when you're not on some gold star insurance.” He smiles broad and silly, there's a piece of salad stuck to his teeth, Blaine tastes it later when he drives them home and they fall in Sam’s single bed.

It's Blaine's turn to pretend, to hold onto his cock and spread lubricant between Sam’s legs. “You’re so wet, omega, so ready for it.” Sam is unabashed even in moments like these, so sweet and so sure in his body, in the width of it, in the strength and heft. He gets on all fours, arches his back and Blaine fucks him from behind, fast and messy, until his knot starts catching and he opts to rut between Sam's strong thighs instead. He's all smooth lines and sharp edges, a head taller than Blaine, made to look like a cowboy on a TV commercial. Blaine folds over him, brackets him as best as he can and, despite his role, feeling smaller than him and Sam's deep scent of musk and wood is what really does it for him. He closes his eyes and breathes in deep, he whispers in his ear that he can't come inside him, can't risk it.

Sam comes as he always does, with a groan and his face twisted up, handsome in a way that's so conventional it must be infuriating for him. Blaine has to run to the bathroom to put two fingers inside himself, until he's able to come, in uneventful little spurts, only after his knot has shrunk back and his cock is barely half-hard.

[lotussart]

I love your art, especially how you do shading and the colors and warm hues 👌✨ also mpreg narinder does great things to my brain

this is what pavi's doing to me

[bon-sides-sw]

Cal's account pt2

Part 1

[lifiusiw]

yeah idk I was bored