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Tsunade approached the pair and lightly kicked Jiraiya in the side, causing him to grunt and open his eyes. He sat up, scratching his head, ignoring the annoyed sound made by the small toad. Tsunade sat beside him and asked,
The blonde haired fox omega ran for his life, feeling his heart beat hard in his chest, and the question in his mind was not IF but WHO would catch him, and take him home to claim him. There are a few things he had learned that all ANBU nins enjoyed; Sex, hunting, alcohol, and bets. Here he was offering them all of it except for the alcohol, they could bet who would catch him, and the one that did could do whatever they wanted to him. He shivered as he ran, feeling a bit of slick escape his body at the thought of the males chasing him, and what they would do to him.
By the time the flight landed, it was three am in London. Niall and I spent a thirty minutes having Mark drive Niall to the hotel closest to my house. Then it took another fifteen minutes just to get back to my flat. Then, by the time I hit the mattress it was exactly four am, probably not the best choice when experiencing extreme fatigue and carrying a child. 
Calmly, she handed the man a clipboard and told him to fill in the forms attached, then went back to her pacing. Her back was aching, but she couldn’t stand to sit down. Even standing still was unbearable. So she paced behind the counter, idly putting away pieces of paper and files as she saw them.
We learn so much about Serge in this story and why he doesn’t do relationships. I won’t kid you; this story broke my heart more than once as I read it – you will probably need tissues handy. As Serge and Dex become closer things heat up between them but they have to navigate a few bumps in the road before they finally get their HEA.
     A few hours pasted and Jamie was sitting on the couch watching some TV until he felt another wave of pain, this one more painful. He took deep breathes. Jess was in the kitchen doing the dishes. She heard a splash from the living room.
But when his stomach cramped painfully and an uncomfortable mass dropped in his lower belly toward his anus, the alien gasped and clutched the underside of his gravid belly. “Noir, I think… My eggs…” He looked down, and squirmed a little in his seat. He could feel a slimy, thick goo spreading in his pants, his gray eyes widening at the realization that his eggs were coming this moment.
“I’m intrigued by how fic authors treat a part of life that has traditionally existed only in the female sphere. I am particularly interested in how a writer treats the mental and emotional well-being of a man who is pregnant […] I feel like the trope has a lot of potential if authors use it to their advantage. It has a tendency to be fetishised, which isn’t bad, but I think there is a real avenue for writers to take this idea and explore how characters can change and adapt because of it. It also provides an opportunity for writers to explore gender identity and how pregnancy is intertwined with our concept of it.” -The Collectress
The recovery included an brief introduction to the need to be controlled, hurt and dominated, and quickly acknowledges a laundry-list of BDSM-type activities and needs (without very little graphic depiction).  Those looking repeated anddetailed BDSM scenes will be disappointed, and those squicked out by BDSM themes might not appreciate the ending.  To me, the “Broken Alpha’s” need to submit to control and pain made sense, and the realization and acknowledgement of this need in the pair was interesting if a bit brief.   The story touches on slipping into the submissive cravings and the exploration of how “submissive space” filled essential  While not quite as thorough or detailed as I would have preferred, I do commend the author for tackling this approach to BDSM (as I know many “real-life” submissives who use a trip into BDSM “sub-space” as an extremely cathartic release from past, abusive powerlessness).
Male pregnancy has been used as a theme in various works of fiction, including the 1978 comedy film Rabbit Test, the BBC science fiction sitcom Red Dwarf and the 1994 comedy film Junior (shown below).
Braun and his brother Kell have not had an easy life. Both having been born omegas means that they are seen as second class citizens and have fewer rights than alphas. Their father only ever saw them as a burden and so Kell was allowed to be married to an incredibly controlling and cruel man. Braun is about to turn 21 and in his world, he is considered to be old and the likelihood of him finding happiness dwindles by the day. Having been cruelly treated his whole life, Braun doesn’t anticipate t …more
Francis groaned and threw his head back, each contraction getting progressively worse. “N-No..I can’t be…” he whimpered. “It’s too soon. I’m not ready!” He gritted his teeth and strained fiercely. A shallow moan escaped his mouth as another spasm ripped through his weary muscles. The babies were also becoming exceedingly restless and lashed out at their enclosed cavity. Francis hissed, legs spread wide apart as he bucked his pelvis, unaware that he was speeding the baby’s descent. “I-It’s happening…” He panted past the peak of another contraction, sweat breaking out on his forehead and he struggled to control his breathing. Raising his knees, he clutched desperately at his stomach. “Now!” All of a sudden, Francis felt something release from his anus. Whatever burst from him coloured the bath immediately, darkening the waters. “N-Niso!”
So I decided to make a new ereri fic rec list after quite some time. And as it turns out, all the fics on this list are omegaverse fics (or contain some variation of the trope). If you like omegaverse fics, I hope you find something here that you enjoy. 🙂
“[MPREG] shows the more maternal nurturing side of male characters that often goes understated or ignored due to societal norms. Forces male protagonist to be careful and protective of themselves. Often it can help them bond better with female characters, see things from their perspective.” -Anja
It was cold out tonight. A cool freeze brushed passed me as I starred out at the frozen lake. I placed a hand on my swollen stomach and softly sighed. I was a week over my due date. It was unhealthy to be stuck in my home though, waiting for the big moment to happen. But I guess baby comes, when baby comes. Plus, I love it out here at night and I needed the fresh air. I looked at my watch and saw it was half eleven.