“Mpreg Fills Mpreg A”

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.[7]
Supernatural RPF: Wait for It (originally written for Blindfold SPN) and companion piece Good Things Come by concernedlily – slash, pairing Jared/Jensen. semi-non-AU fic in which Jensen, an alpha, is cast to play Dean Winchester, a beta, and beta Jared is cast to play alpha character Sam Winchester, against common entertainment industry and societal conventions.
Karter Jenks is a first-year constable who’s still trying to prove himself to his superiors, so he isn’t looking for a mate right now. Soon, sure, but he also knows he has work to do to change his alphahole tendencies around omega rights. The Kell Iverson trial opened his eyes to how cruelly some omegas are treated, and Karter doesn’t want to follow in his authoritarian father’s footsteps when he finds his mate. And he absolutely does not expect a homeless omega vagrant and burglary suspect to be his bondmate.
WARNING: This short story contains Minor Language, Mpreg, and Descriptive Labour and Birth Scenes. If you do not prefer any of these,  than this is not the story for you, and I would recommend that you not read it. Especially if all you wish to do is comment on how much you think Mpreg is disgusting and wrong. If you have anything against this story, you can note me. I would prefer not to have comments that do nothing but start flame wars.
“Ohhhhhhgh!” he moaned out as he pushed, the baby slowly slipping out from his hole, stopping at the head. Loads of the men orgasmed as they saw him crown, some taking pictures on smartphones of the baby’s head sticking out of his ass. Another groaning, panting push, and the baby slid out into James’ arms.
There are enough elements that show promise, but overall it reminds of other works with decently outlined but thinly written stories that surround very heated erotic scenes – except this mpreg story really doesn’t have much heat either. This is most appropriate for readers who like Alpha/Omega MPREG with a well-thought story but do not mind if it is thinly written (and has very little explicit heat).
Oh how he hated being pregnant, and everything that came with it. The cramps, the morning sickness, the cravings, the back aches, the mood swings, the weight gain, the swollen ankles, the sleepless nights, not being allowed to drink or smoke, the massive strain it had put on his and Sniper’s relationship, having his manhood being called into question… that especially. Scout would always find new ways to compare him to a woman, especially after Spy started developing breasts (which he was less than impressed about). As for everyone else, they mostly avoided him (except for Pyro, who was quite thrilled at the prospect of a new baby about the base), but were kind enough to donate some of their clothes when his suit no longer fit him. 
All logic told Spy no, it would not be a good idea due to their jobs and current living situations. But… looking down at her, having had her in him for nine months (even if he had hated the whole experience) then finally getting to see her… he just did not want to give her up. He couldn’t. Was it selfish? Probably. Most likely. A war zone was certainly no place for children. Spy knew that from personal experience. If he really loved this child, then shouldn’t he want her to be safe? There had to be a way to have it both ways. To send her away somewhere while he and Sniper fought, then bring her back when the fighting was over. Of course, Miss Pauling! She could organise babysitters to come and take care of her during working hours away from 2Fort. Forge documents so no one would know he was her father. He finally knew the answer.
I love this book and I hope and pray there is a sequel, because there was no ending. The characters Shea and Zayne has to be reunited and as for The beta Richie, is selfish, delusional and I really don’t know where the story will end for him. But I know Erin Wilder cannot leave this book without a sequel. I am following this author to make sure i do not miss the final chapter that i know is coming..”my fingers are crossed!”
But you couldn’t move out of his way. How could you? You had to rescue Kaneki from Yamori despite Ayato yelling he was dead. You could remember Touka’s distraught face when she tried to attack him but you stopped her. You became angry he was trying to tear down her strong will. She was his sister after all! What an arrogant prick.
Dionysus flushed at the memories but shook his head quickly, groaning softly as his outie bellybutton was rubbed and played with, his swollen stomach overly sensitive. “N-Noir…!” He huffed, trying to get up. But between him being wedged between the table and seat, and Noir rubbing and holding his belly in place, the alien was stuck and could not leave.
You sat in the glass cage, hugging a ruffed up stuffed bear on your lap, one of your hands wrapped in bandages, a needle holding some form of liquid spread into your bloodstream, you winced, moving the clothed hand up to your forehead.
The cover has vibrant colors and the expression on the models face and in his definitely goes with the main character.Clearly says omegaverse so mpreg could be derived from that so it shouldn’t surprise anyone.
I love this series. This book is well written with nicely developed characters. I have mixed feelings about this book because it might be the last one in the series. All of the main characters have found their mates. I hope that there will be more book but understand if there is not. It is a great series.
honestly im so tired of how a/b/o is used to enforce creepy-ass heteronormativity thats already at full blast with Popular Yaoi Ships… like wow, how fuckin original, the less masculine, submissive of the two is the Lesser Male meant to be a breeding factory, and often destined to be subjected to a forced, downright rapey relationship. you did a real good job going beyond our expectations there, real genre breaking
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. 🙂
Cassandre Smith est née le 21 février 1960 dans la banlieue de Londres. Issue d’une famille de sorciers, elle découvrit, comme beaucoup d’autres, à l’âge d’environ sept ans, qu’elle était une sorcière. Onze ans plus tard, en 1971, elle fit son entrée à Poudlard, une école de sorcellerie située en Ecosse. Elle fut répartie à Gryffondor, comme beaucoup d’autres enfants ce jour-là. C’est là-bas qu’elle rencontra un jeune garçon, Sirius Black, un autre Gryffondor. Les débuts de leur relation furent difficiles, celle-ci commençant plus ou moins durant leur cinquième année mais ne s’officialisant vraiment que lors de leur septième année. Une fois qu’ils eurent quitté Poudlard, ils s’installèrent ensemble. Mais leur paix fut vite troublée par la mort de leurs amis, James et Lily Potter. Sirius partit à la poursuite du traître, Peter Pettigrow, mais il y eu un incident et Sirius fut arrêté, laissant une mission à Cassandre, retrouver Peter.
The ice rink was empty this time of night, except for one lone young man standing on the edge and staring at the cold ice making up the ice rink’s floor. His thoughts were swirling and his eyes betrayed his worry to any that would happen upon him. He was expecting someone special to arrive any time, but it wasn’t for what the other thought.
Omega. Breeder. That’s what Erik was. As an Omega, his pack had all the rights to him, and anyone willing to take him could claim him as their own when he came of age. Only… Erik didn’t want to be claimed. Determined to avoid a forced mating, Erik decides to run – only to find himself in the arms of the Alpha of the neighboring pack. But could happily ever afters exist for an Omega like him…?
New school year begins at AOBI high school. A new Art Instructor is causing hearts to go doki-doki all over the place. The newly presented third year students and other new students seek their places in the school life. The fourth son of the Satō family struggles his identity and his first love. The Concert to gather money to help the Unwanted affects more than just those who will benefit from the proceeds.
Hex went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He stripped as the water heated. He walked under the hot spray and the baby went into a kicking fit like it did each time he got into the shower. He put a hand over a tiny foot that could be seen pushing against his skin. He smiled and started to wash. He laughed when he washed his belly. Each time he rubbed the soap over his stomach the baby would follow his hand. “Alright honey relax, we