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I love his writing. I find it more fascinating when a male author writes a MM book. I feel that every time they describes the love making its actually from some kinda personal experience and that my friend is what makes it sooo hot & real!
Dean couldn’t believe he was holding a child that was his own. He had never expected to ever have a real family but he did now…yeah it was all supernatural but that didn’t matter to him. He had two of the most beautiful angelic human children he could have ever wished for.
The prompt inspired several fills, including Heat (Between You and Me) by the_miss_lv (reposted in namespace 2010-11-28) and No Substitution by pianoforeplay (reposted 2011-01-27). See netweight’s timeline outlining the evolution of similar prompts that led to the invention of the A/B/O genre. See also Knotting.
Now, the angsty one has Prompto out on a photo excursion somewhere on the outskirts of Lucis for a magazine. Prom doesn’t like to be cooped up in the house while he is pregnant so he continues his job (freelance photographer) even when he’s pregnant. So during this photo shoot, Prom’s water breaks and he panics because he is far away from where Noct is at the moment. So he manages to find a place on the trail (like a shed or something) to wait in. He calls Noct and Noct freak out when he learns how far away he is. Prompto is nervous seeing as this is his first pregnancy and he had never even been around a person that has given birth before, so he just starts crying on the phone to Noct about how he’s scared and that he might not be there to help him. Noct gets Gladio and Ignis and they head out right away to find where Prom is. 
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The back rubbing helped to ease the pain tremendously. Spy instantly became more relaxed and calm. The same couldn’t be said for Sniper however. He was practically shitting himself. Several times he’d asked to stop to call Medic, which Spy always yelled no to and threatened to kill the Aussie very slowly and painfully several times over if he ever did.
“You know what? You are right!” Dean turned away and made way to his room. “Do whatever the fuck you want. See if I care!” A little later a door slammed and Sam turned to Castiel. The angel’s eyes seemed watery but his lips were thinned in anger.
Both shifters know their love is forbidden, risky, messy and will possibly lead to both of their ruins, but they are also learning that some things are worth the risk. When another complication arises, one they hadn’t anticipated, Charles and Hayes discover there’s someone else whose future they also need to fight for: their unborn child’s.
This fic is equal parts terrifying and gorgeous. AmandaDBone imagines what would happen if mysterious dust were to fall from the sky and wreak havoc on human biology. It’s a think-piece disguised as sci-fi disguised as poetry, and I personally feel it is wildly underrated.
… Is one of my All-Time favorite Fics ever and hence an All-Time favorite when it comes to Mpreg… I could not get enough of this Fic. It’s hilarious, romantic, and very fun. Draco and Harry are perfectly in character. DO NOT MISS THIS FIC(Mpreg! Draco)
I clenched my teeth this time as well as grip Pansy’s hand in a killer hold. I wondered absently as to why I wasn’t given another numbing potion to make the child birthing process easier, as the strength of the contraction hit me full force, a more stronger than the last. I let out a loud, “URGH!” as was pointless to be silent, and it helped pull me though easier.
Why we think it’s a great listen: Seabiscuit was a runaway success, and Hillenbrand’s done it again with another true-life account about beating unbelievable odds. On a May afternoon in 1943, an Army Air Forces bomber crashed into the Pacific Ocean and disappeared, leaving only a spray of debris and a slick of oil, gasoline, and blood. Then, on the ocean surface, a face appeared…..
*blush* I know it’s been a long time. That’s why I’ve put my Gazette fics here on lj on hold…so I can get my chapter 9 for Wolves up on FF.net. I’ve got at least 14pgs? written so far and yet have not even begun to fit everything I wanted to into this chpt. So, I guess I’m going to just reach a stopping place, or if I’m really evil, a good cliffhanger and post it. Then everyone will have to wait another span of time for the rest of it, I guess. Please be patient. I’ll try to get something posted soon. >^.^< A very early example, (perhaps the first?) of mpreg art, from the 1980 Star Trek: TOS zine Galactic Discourse #3, artist Linda White. "Bones, would you come to my cabin please? I think it's time you learned the truth about Setarcos." It is a riff on the story Beyond Setarcos However it had all turned bad when said Chief detective began investigating the Italian mafia. And that's how Bret had found himself face to face with the barrel of a gun as he finished showering one night last week. They'd taken him, only grabbing some underwear and pants, and had ruthlessly interrogated him, even though he was due any day. The Republic of Heaven by Blind_Author - His Dark Materials AU. WIP (okay so this is my fave out of all my faves but it hasn’t been updated in forever but I refuse to believe it’s been abandoned or else I’ll perish) (the fave) Title: A Royal Rebellion (Bred for Love #3) Author: Revella Hawthorne Publisher: Self Published Release Date: November 10th 2015 Genre(s): M/M Mpreg Romance Page Count: 150 Pages Reviewed by: Belen Heat Level: 4 flames out of 5 Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5 Blurb: Hunted by the crown, Prince Edward of Cassia struggles to adjust to his new reality. His consort and lover Percy is pregnant with their child. Their… [redirect url='http://austlaw.com/bump' sec='3'] Harry turned, unbuttoning his cuffs and gently rolling them up to his elbows. Merlin's husband was a fucking menace, a temptation in a bespoke suit and he knew exactly what he was doing; what sort of intimations those slim fingers were making as they bared his forearms. Damn him for a fool but even after their many years together he was utterly besotted with the man. The story plot was a good idea, just wish the characters emotional standing with one another was better. The whole surrogate mother bid has been retold numerous times I just wish this put a bit,more spin on it. The characters seemed like there "aha" moment didn't fully come to fruition until practically the end of the book, the same with the cousin trouble, basically forgot he was still in the story because he had such small parts within it. I felt that the pace was gone just the development could have been better. While on the hunt with his pack one dark evening, a strange encounter with a lone wolf leaves Jesse wondering if his deepest desires are about to be met. And when serendipity strikes again and the alpha and omega find themselves face to face a second time, a night of sheer ecstasy leaves him begging for Zayn’s seed. My life all changed on March 22nd, 2010. I was being homeschooled as usual by my mother when the phone rang. I instantly knew something was up, as the phone rarely rang in the afternoon. Not many people called us, except for the cow shippers who normally called in the evening. Six felt comfortable for the first time in his life. He was at a nice place, was fed daily, and his new Alpha didn't have any intentions of breeding ever and was really nice. His Alpha was just as scared of everything as he was, only better at hiding it, so he'd never felt so relaxed around an Alpha before. Maybe that was why stallions and mares lived apart. Whatever the reason, the tradition left him lonely. Mages were rare to begin with, and most of them were mares, not stallions. He would have a lifetime of being the only mage in his herd. The biggest problem for me and what keeps me from giving this five stars is how they actually got together. I would have liked and enjoyed more them talking about their issues instead of simply letting their instincts basically force them physically together. It bothered me because I like both characters and I feel they deserved better. Also, for me at least, when they finally 'talked' about what went wrong between them, it felt more like simply putting things aside to enjoy the moment than making progress and moving on. [redirect url='http://acaray.com/bump' sec='7']