“Mpreg Paranormal Mpreg Central”

I thought I could help him. Even though he was a bit clumsy, he made a good servant. But there was something more to him. Something I couldn’t quite place my paw on. It was like we were fated to be together.
They tease me, but they don’t understand what is happening to me. No one did. Though the herd knew he could use magic, they did not know how greatly his power had grown over the season. Now, he dared not use it if anyone else was present, not even against those three.
“Hey Mach! Cut thith thing for uth, pleathe!” Machete looked up in time to see one of the other Carriers toss something over. He caught it, yelping. It was a dragon fruit, so he knew it was for Pixel. He sliced it in half, and cut out the white insides. He decided to dice them up, and brought back the two halves to the group. The Carrier who had tossed it to him, Peppermint, took it back.
“Maybe my interest in mpreg relates to my love of genderbend fics? Even though I’m cis I have a strange obsession with characters changing place on the gender spectrum, particularly if it is caused by magic rather than a born-that-way-AU. Although I really wish that there were more fics with characters that are born/turned/come-out-as shades of intersex in a non-A/B/O way. I do read A/B/O on occasion, but generally I prefer RL-gender fics.” -Anonymous
Gigabyte was having a bad day. He wasn’t necessarily upset and he certainly wasn’t angry, but bad luck kept coming his way. He wondered if it was some sort of retribution from being so close to an Alpha the night before. He just knew that whenever he received any sort of acknowledgement -or god forbid affection- from an Alpha, bad things would happen to him.
The universe in question is the Omegaverse, and it is the product of some very odd machinations in the world of fanfiction. Really, very odd. I know Frenchie has already mentioned this trope in her earlier post, but since we’re going full omegaverse here, I’ll start out with a bit of Omegaverse 101.
“I told you to call me Mach…” Machete mumbled, hugging his knees. He didn’t like his name, always being forced to remember that his claws were like an Alpha’s, and longer and sharper than most of theirs, like what he was named after. He was at the reserve for that reason, no one wanting to breed him with in fear his hatchlings would be more Carriers with the unwanted claws like his first three clutches. His teeth were long and sharp as well, another unwante
Each story is only a couple of hours – so it’s no biggie to knock the two stories out back to back. One note on the narration: I would have preferred a deeper voice for Zeke. He sounded a bit…small, and not at all what I would expect of a huge tiger shifter.
Then when he bore down during a painfully strong contraction, Dionysus tossed his head back and cried out weakly as the eggs suddenly burst from his anus, falling to the floor with the first two. Gasping for air, the alien started to crawl but didn’t get far as another egg took the others place inside his anus and crowning to get pushed out.
WARNING:This short story contains some sensitive subjects. If you don’t prefer Yaoi, Descriptive Sex Scenes, or Mpreg, this is not the story for you, and you have been warned. Also, if you do not like this sort of thing, I would ask you not to comment just to state this fact. Keep it to yourself, because you chose to read it, even after reading the warning.
White Blank Pages Haikyuu- “It was common knowledge by now that, at birth, a mark would be placed upon the skin of each child in order to dictate their partner in life, It first began in the late 1800s, or at least, that was the only time that they’d ever had documents that spoke about it, and back then it wasn’t rare to find that a bond was broken. The majority of the time, it was due to the death of the other half, sometimes before they’d even found each other which was somehow worse than knowing them and losing them afterwards. But other times, a bond was broken cruelly because of the rejection of the other half of the soulmate. If that happened, it was said to be a pain that was unimaginable and many would prefer it if their bond had been broken through death than through this emotional torture. ” (AuthorInDistress)
In Shaker Heights, a placid, progressive suburb of Cleveland, everything is planned – from the layout of the winding roads to the colors of the houses to the successful lives its residents will go on to lead. And no one embodies this spirit more than Elena Richardson, whose guiding principle is playing by the rules. Enter Mia Warren – an enigmatic artist and single mother – who arrives in this idyllic bubble with her teenage daughter, Pearl, and rents a house from the Richardsons.
Bidding farewell to hyung I pushed off for the airport. The journey to the airport was surprising not too long thanks to no traffic. I reached the airport in 20 minutes and proceeded to check-in. Manager Minsŏ had already made arrangements for my arrival at the airport. One of the entries was blocked and was heavily guarded by security. I see a huge group of people swarming around my way in the airport. Manager Minsŏ asked me to wait by the car as he moved towards the security guards to inform them to clear the path for me.
Four years have passed since Jensen and Jared almost lost their lives and each other in the crossfire of a war between the Reapers and the Black Legion. Now they are parents and living the white-picket-fence life in New Haven. But when the past comes back to haunt them, how far are they willing to go to protect the ones they love?