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littlegasoline0976 · 4 months

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I know I shouldn’t do it but since I could write. I have decided that I want to write Mpreg of the Doom Patrol. But then I realized why not ask people if they wanted to write Mpreg of The Negative Man because I have been sick with a sore throat and I have been too busy playing Animal Crossing New Horizons. So when I decided to go on Ao3 to look up Doom Patrol Mpreg Fanfics unfortunately there’s nothing.

But let’s get straight to the point. This part is that where anyone who is not a minor can write Mpreg can come in if they have an AO3 account if not that’s fine you can publish it on tumblr or any other fanfic website. It doesn’t have to be The Negative Man, it can be any of the male characters. But I don’t know if Robot Man counts since he’s a robot however I won’t stop you since it’s your choice and not mine!

If you ask if I knew what the point of this? It’s that there’s no Doom Patrol Mpreg in AO3 seriously I used the filters and nothing appeared. Yet I started overthinking so I said that it’s time for Doom Patrol Mpreg! But also it’s canon in the Tv Show. But I babble on a lot however even if you watched the show or read the comics, it really doesn’t matter but if you want to write Mpreg of The Doom Patrol then do it. No one is forcing you to!

So let’s part ways for now so please take up on my offer if you want to write doom patrol Mpreg on AO3 or not because I’m just yapping!

#Mpreg #doom patrol #larry trainor #negative man #male pregnancy #fanfic ideas #the doom patrol #also check out my other posts.#god please forgive me for this #i have been all things unholy #mpreg challenge #mpreg fanfiction #tw mpreg #dc comics #dc comics mpreg

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jokerworm · 7 months

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Currently writing a HORRIFIC tragedy/comedy mpreg fanfiction of The Spot...

🔥FEATURING:🔥

Body horror involving Spot checking up on his fetus by using a portal to literally see inside his body!

MCU Peter Parker becoming the fucking Joker (and a raging alcoholic) after the events of No Way Home! (He's also transgender and unable to medically transition, but we don't talk about that.)

Eddie Brock and Venom being a couple! (And Venom freaking the fuck out because he's so fucking afraid of Spot.)

Doctor Strange losing his absolute fucking mind because he can't defeat Spot! (Also he's in the middle of trying to defeat Wanda....)

And... Morbius...! *explodes*

*There is no sex involved since Spot reproduced asexually (you don't wanna know how).

Heres the link!

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veryferaldistributions · 1 year

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3. For each of the fandoms from day two, what were your favorite characters to write?

Fish Hooks: Mr. Baldwin (duh!).

I enjoy the challenge of this character. Mainly because his struggle in my stories is that he’s pregnant and about to be a dad and instead of being excited about it, he doesn’t really know what to feel. So I got to write his journey as he goes through the different emotions that he has about this process.

I also really enjoy writing the version of Ms. Lips I have in my work. She’s a much gentler, more emotionally-intelligent, and wittier character than the show’s version. She’s a much better partner for Baldwin, and he deserves good things! I also really loved exploring how she’d feel about becoming a mom to someone else’s kids.

I also just loved making Coach Salmons even gayer than he was on the show. (He flirts with Baldwin to annoy him.)

Penny Dreadful: Victor Frankenstein.

Granted, my fic features only him and Caliban, but I really enjoyed taking his paternal joy that he showered on Proteus, and exploring what might happen if he showed Caliban that same kindness. I loved getting to write him so soft, and have this AU where Caliban’s re-birth is something wonderful and celebrated instead of being a traumatic nightmare for both of them.

MamaBoy: Ditto. (No, seriously, that’s his name.)

I’m not certain how many people have seen this movie, but basically Ditto is the wingman of the main character, Kelly (who is also a boy, just for clarification). He is one of the WEIRDEST characters I’ve seen in anything ever. He wears the gaudiest clothing, is so nerdy and ADHD and socially awkward, yet somehow is best friends with the most popular guy in school and is BURSTING with self-confidence. (And is also played by Sinjin from “Victorious.”)

He is also a genuinely supportive, kind hearted friend who is in a heterosexual-marriage with his BFF. And flirts with him constantly. (But I couldn’t end up shipping them! I like them better as friends, tbh! Possibly the first/only time that’s happened to me.)

He is the perfect “Leah” to Kelly’s “Juno.” I love him, and loved writing him. (This movie is not good, btw, but Ditto IS.)

Good Omens: I’m sorry, this one is a copout, because I loved writing both Aziraphale AND Crowley too much to pick between them. I enjoyed writing Zira’s fussy, fretting, and uptight dialogue, but then also Crowley’s more laid-back relaxed parts. I also enjoyed just writing them very domestic and warm-fuzzy, then to have them kinda thrown into a panic when this baby (a girl) gets dumped on their doorstep…who happens to be the second coming of Jesus. 😂

The Neighbors: Jackie Joyner-Kersee.

For two reasons. First reason is the dialogue pattern of the aliens in this show. It was a fun challenge to stay in character with them without feeling like I was completely copying from the show. (For instance, they use their full names like a first name, or their pet-name for their significant other is just “husband” or “wife.”)

Second reason is that this fic focused on the cliffhanger ending of the show, where we find out the leader of the aliens, Larry Bird (Jackie’s husband) is pregnant with his third child, and then he and his family stay behind on earth when their whole colony goes back to their home planet. (The show got canceled after season two, so the plot was never resolved.)

It was fun to focus on a woman/man mpreg story, specifically when writing about Jackie’s envy of her husband’s ability to carry the children, she feels like he has this special relationship with them. So in this rare moment of kindness from Larry (he’s kind of an ass in the show), he helps her connect with their baby.

Re-Animator: (Do I even need to say it?) Herbert West.

I have THOROUGHLY enjoyed writing Herbert. He is an enigma all his own. I’ve mainly enjoy writing him because:

1. He is VERY autistic.

2. I get to do another Frankenstein story. (I’ve also done original work that mimics Frankenstein.)

3. This is my first time writing a trans character.

I am autistic, so I’ve enjoyed using him as my first exploration of writing an autistic character (even though some of my original characters have autistic tendencies). He’s just got this quirky yet dark sense of humor, but he’s also a workaholic “reagent” addict, and he’s completely full of himself. But he’s also, at least in my fic/Combs’ headcanon, asexual. Which is nice, because I am greysexual, so I don’t feel forced to write sex scenes in this fic! 😄

He’s also a MAJOR asshole! But that’s part of the fun of writing him; he says everything I could if I had no filter or common courtesy.

Also, yes, in my fic (and MANY others) Herbert is a trans man. This is admittedly hard for me to know if I get right, because I am not a trans man myself (I am, however, genderqueer/questioning) and while his transness is not the central focus of the story, it does play a big role in it. So it’s been interesting to walk this tightrope of investing some story in this side of the character, while also keeping Herbert, well, Herbert.

Equally hard tightrope is writing him as much of an ass as in the movies, while also trying to show enough of a reason for Dan Cain to want to be married to him. 😂

#30 days of fanfic #fish hooks #mpreg #penny dreadful #the neighbors #good omens #reanimator #mamaboy #fanfic #fanfiction #mpreg fanfiction #cw mpreg

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dannyboi-isdead · 2 years

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Hello my little lovelies I have a AO3 account and I y’all to check it out and I have one work on there that I’m working on currently so I’ll post the link to it here 😚

#spiderhead #miles teller #gay fanfiction #mpreg fanfiction #chris evans #gay love story #still in development

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apogean-tides · 9 months

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Viren:

#what the everloving fuck did I just watch?!!#why is there a viravos mpreg fanfiction in my cereal?#aaravos saying something insane everytime he is on screen #the dragon prince #tdp s5 spoilers #tdp spoilers #tdp season 5 spoilers #mystery of aaravos #viravos #sir sparklepuff #viren #aaravos

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one-time-i-dreamt · 1 year

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I found a book that could apparently kill people if it was read, I tried to read it and I survived.

The book was fucking South Park mpreg omegaverse slavery fanfiction.

#dream #book #death tw #murder tw #south park #mpreg #omegaverse #slavery tw #fanfiction #fanfic #ff #nightmare

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bruisedbabe · 2 years

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im-totally-not-an-alien-2 · 8 months

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Phantom and Red Robin have a baby au but Tim finds out not because of investigating, not from Phantom telling him, but because his Young Justice team finds out and upon hearing "Red Robin" and "mpreg" in the same sentence they automatically assume Tim was the one mpreged and get super upset that he never told them.

Needless to say Tim is very confused when they break his door down

In the meantime Danny has fled to another country with Dani and his baby in an effort to escape getting his baby taken away due to the other parent being a superhero while his entire family was essentially supervillians. They wouldn't stand a chance for custody in court.

If Danny is still preggo while this happens than Dani will convince him to disguise himself as a girl to throw people off his trai.

He rocks it.

#dpxdc #prompts #fanfiction prompts #danny phantom #danny fenton #red robin #yum #tim drake #mpreg #tw: mpreg #batman #young justice #young just us #bart: You were pregnant and DIDNT TELL US?!?!#kon: I will be the best uncle and you cant stop me

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sanyu-thewitch05 · 10 months

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I certainly didn’t see this being on my 2023 bingo card.

Edit: Ya’ll this meme above isn’t accurate anymore since other messages from the group came out. I made this meme when the first initial message came out.

The meme down below is more correct as to what’s probably happening with Ao3. Also wanted to say that despite the name of group, the people behind it are probably Russians.

Edit: July 11th, So Ao3 is back! Though the donation link is being attacked now. There’s also a second account on Twitter trying to impersonate Ao3.

#a03 #fanfic #fanfiction #supernatural #ao3 #hackers #anonymous Sudan #lgbt #ao3 smut #the disgusting smuts were the hackers words #like so what?#you can’t handle our noncon dubcon omegaverse angst mpreg smuts #go read fifty shades of grey then. it’s not our fault you can’t handle us #also the fact they called it disgusting smuts implies that they had to have went to ao3 and read smut on there #Edit: they just released a statement saying they want 30k in US dollars in bitcoin for the ao3 servers #i reblogged that statement twice I believe #and to hold a non profit organization as a virtual hostage?#really #like they’d have better luck holding Wattpad for hostage

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jazzmasternot · 28 days

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I love this character so much, I wanna get him pregnant….

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i-like-rocks22 · 8 months

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I have realised you'll probably all enjoy the presentation I gave at the PowerPoint Party we had for my husband's birthday.

It was VERY detailed.

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starshideurfics · 1 month

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Chocolate Eggs

steddie, omegaverse, mpreg, sweet and spicy 🔞

“Hey, baby!” Eddie calls softly as he enters his and Steve’s apartment. “How are you feeling?”

“Did you bring my cheese fries?” Steve yells from the living room.

“Of course I did.” Eddie lifts one of the plastic bags in his hand with a grin. Eddie places the bag in the coffee table in front of Steve. “Seriously, Steve, how are you feeling?” he asks again as he goes to the kitchen to get Steve a coke and his prenatal vitamins.

Steve has already pulled out the cardboard clamshell box with his fries as he answers,

“I’m feeling great. It’s been two weeks, I think I’m officially out of the morning sickness stage.” He swallows his vitamins dry, smiling up at Eddie as he pops the tab on his soda.

Eddie tucks a leg under himself as he sits next to his mate on the couch.

“I’m glad, you know I can’t stand it when you’re stuck feeling like shit every day.” He leans in and kisses Steve’s lips, licking away a bit of stray cheese sauce.

“I know. And I’ll do whatever it takes to get our nugget here,” Steve says, guiding Eddie’s hand to rest on his bump. He kisses Eddie again, then leans back and digs into his cheese fries.

Eddie keeps his hand in place, knows he won’t be able to feel the baby move for weeks still. Steve is just into the second trimester, he should move his hand, eat his own dinner.

But he doesn’t.

Eddie can’t bear the thought of not touching Steve if there’s any chance he can. Needs to be close to his mate and pup. Needs to know they’re safe.

Steve gives him a knowing look and swings his feet into Eddie’s lap. “You gotta touch, put those hands to work.”

“Yes, dear.”

He’s thorough as he gives Steve what has already become a nightly foot massage. “Your food’s gotta be cold by now,” Steve says by way of thanks, and Eddie shrugs as he pulls out his lukewarm burger and tucks in.

When he finishes, he glances at Steve. “Want anything else?”

“Could you get me a couple Reese’s eggs from the freezer?”

They’ve been Steve’s primary craving for weeks, everything else usually a one time need, but these… Eddie picked up as many bags as he could justify at full price. He’s got more waiting in the trunk now.

Clearance chocolate is gonna save his wallet and Steve’s sanity.

“I actually got you something special,” Eddie says, lifting the other bag from the floor and handing it to Steve.

“Oh my god.” Steve’s eyes bug out as he pulls out the gigantic Reese’s egg.

“For when you’ve got a really bad craving.” Eddie’s about to offer to go put it away and fetch Steve some smaller candy when Steve pounces, straddling his lap and practically biting as he kisses his mouth.

“Glad you like-” Eddie starts when Steve finally lets him up for air.

“Take off your pants.”

“What?”

“Get your dick out, because I need it,” Steve whines, and Eddie can smell the slick on him. The desire. His citrus scent has gone so sweet he smells like a handful of orange jelly beans.

Of course Eddie rushes to comply with his omega’s wishes.

They fuck on the couch, Steve coming as Eddie sucks on his mating mark, the gland beneath swollen and red, so sensitive, but safer than Steve’s nipple right now during sex.

Steve practically collapses against Eddie’s chest once they’re tied by the alpha’s knot.

“So good,” he purrs. “So good to me.”

Eddie’s hips jerk, his dick twitching through an aftershock. “Always, baby. I love you so much.”

“Love you, too.”

Steve rests his head on Eddie’s shoulder, stares at the coffee table where he set the giant egg.

He sighs.

“You wish I had gotten your freezer candy before you jumped me, don’t you,” Eddie murmurs as he rubs Steve’s back.

“Yeah.”

#steddie #fanfiction #omegaverse #alpha eddie munson #mpreg #omega steve harrington #ficlet #easter candy

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bunny-is-cute · 1 month

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Angel: *holding baby spider kittens in his arms being a proud papa* Say hi daddy!

Husk: *looks at one of the kittens in particular with all white fur*

Husk: Who’s goddamn white baby is that?

Angel: This is your baby. He’s just light furred

Husk: *looks at other two kittens in Angel’s arms* Those two might be mine. Those two right there. But just because they look Husk, don’t mean they belong to Husk. But I don’t care what this baby looks like because this baby is rice-furred but not light furred.

Angel: *turns to the doctor* How strong were the drugs you gave him for his c-section?

Doctor: Oh very strong.

Husk: *recovering from c-section sedation after he gave birth to the kitten-spiders and is rambling like a madman*

Angel: I see…

#hazbin hotel #fanfiction #fanfic #hazbits #mentions of mpreg #surgery recovery #drug-implied #sedation #husk #hazbin hotel husk #huskerdust #angel dust #hazbin angel dust #hazbin anthony #this is just a joke #please don’t take this seriously #mpreg #husk was the pregnant one

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hedwig221b · 4 months

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[narrator's voice] Derek is not human, despite what Stiles thinks. Derek also knows something that Stiles doesn't - that Stiles is pregnant

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Cold blood slithered down his forearms to his elbows and dripped on the floor. His hands were slick with it, oily with all the fat that saturated the flesh.

His sharpened teeth dug into the meat and tore chunks of it out. He swallowed it almost without chewing, so hungry he was. The sounds felt too loud in the silence of the night, the whirring of the fridge the only accompaniment to his long-awaited feast.

It didn’t matter that he was used to the hot flesh. No, this was good, too, even with the faint notes of grass throughout—

“Stiles?”

Stiles froze.

Suddenly, he saw everything — the opened fridge, the dim light from inside; he felt the cold kitchen tiles under his bare feet, the chill that stuck to his skin. Something cold and soft and slick in his hands.

Stiles let it go.

The half-eaten steak smacked onto the floor right between his feet.

No. No, no, no.

Stiles didn’t want to turn, deathly afraid of what might happen after. He just stood there, staring at the meat, waiting for Derek to shout, to yell, to call him insane and kick him out—

Strong hands grabbed him by the shoulders and turned his body away from the fridge. Familiar hands cupped his undoubtedly pale and bloody face and turned up.

Derek’s wide eyes were full to the brim with concern.

He will leave, he will leave, he will leave.

“Baby, listen to me, it’s okay.”

Stiles opened his mouth to talk, but the taste chose this exact moment to remind him about what he had just done. Everything tasted like meat, like blood.

Whatever expression he had on his face made Derek frown even harder. The man shook him a little.

“Focus on me, Stiles. It’s okay. It’s fine. I’m here. It was probably a dream, that’s all.”

That was no dream.

Stiles didn’t remember waking up or walking to the kitchen. If Derek didn’t snap him out of it, he could’ve… could’ve…

“Come here, sweetheart.” Gently, oh so gently, Derek took his wrists and led him to the sink. He washed Stiles’ hands himself, holding them as if they were more fragile and thinner than crystal.

Stiles watched his hands move and barely had any feeling in his own. He was only vaguely aware of the wall of heat that was Derek’s body in front of him, of his muscles flexing under his movements, of the edge of his clenched jaw.

What had he done?

“That’s it,” said Derek, turning off the water. He dried his hands, then led him to the bar stool, helping him up. “Come on, arms up.”

Stiles lifted his arms as if in a trance. He didn’t understand why Derek asked him that at first, but then felt the cold seep into his skin as the man took off his shirt.

Oh. Right. It was probably covered in blood, too.

Derek’s shadow disappeared then returned a couple of seconds later. Something warm and wet touched his face — his own t-shirt, Stiles realized. Derek was cleaning his face. From chunks of meat, fat, and blood.

Stiles lifted his eyes.

Derek met his gaze for a fraction of a second, then returned to cleaning.

“Derek.”

“Shh.”

Stiles shut up. His eyes stung, and his whole body was breaking out in shivers.

Derek noticed, of course, always weirdly attuned to Stiles’ body. Putting the t-shirt aside, he hopped over into the living room and came back with a blanket in his hands, which he then promptly put around Stiles.

God, he probably thought Stiles was such a fucking freak. Derek was probably in shock himself.

“On a scale of one to ten,” said Stiles in a shaking voice, “how much do you want me to leave and never come back?”

He was probably going to be told to pack his things in three, two—

Stiles didn’t expect Derek to step between his spread legs and sweep him into a tight hug.

Fuck, he didn’t need to add tears to the horror scene, not now.

“Never joke about it,” said Derek into his ear, grabbing his waist harder. “Never.”

“But—”

“I swear to god, if I have to lock you inside, I would.”

Stiles wanted to curl into himself from the heaviness of his voice. He dug his fingers into Derek’s shoulders and sagged against him with his chin against the man’s shoulder.

“So we’re going to, like, pretend nothing happened? Is that what you mean?” he asked.

“No. No, of course, not. Look at yourself, you’re trembling like a leaf.” Derek rubbed his back as if it would help. As if anything would help. “I told you, it’s okay. You’ve just had a very intense dream and sleepwalked.”

Oh, Derek. Stiles was honestly flattered and a little bit horrified by the lengths Derek was willing to go to delude himself into thinking Stiles was normal.

Fuck, Derek was such a naive human. Stiles couldn’t let him think that. It was simply dangerous.

“Derek, sleepwalking or not, you cannot tell me it wasn’t freaky.”

“It’s not.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake—”

“And it’s my fault anyway.”

“How the fuck was that—”

“How are you feeling?” Not listening to a word he said, Derek put his palm against Stiles’ stomach, rubbing the skin with his thumb. “Nausea? Pain?”

“N-no?”

“Do you still want to eat?”

Now Stiles really looked at him. What was he supposed to say? Wasn’t that kind of a strange question? Stiles was, like, fifty percent sure that when humans got food poisoning they were put on a diet of chicken broth and crackers. Did Derek think he had just got poisoned?

What was he supposed to say?

“Uhh,” Stiles blinked at him. Well, maybe if he went for the truth… Derek was human after all, he had to know what to do. “Kind of?”

“Okay, that is fine.” Derek nodded at him as if talking to an idiot. “Sit here, baby, okay? Just relax. I’m going to cook something for you.”

After pressing a light apologetic kiss on Stiles’ forehead, Derek left him sitting alone. Stiles watched in confusion (mixed with something shaking, warm, and aching) as he marched to the fridge, took something out, then plopped the pan right on the stove.

He always loved watching Derek cook. He did it with a strange grace, his movements quick but precise. The muscles on his back and shoulders played delicately in the low warm light; his grey pants rode low on his hips. Derek was cooking for him.

For him.

Stiles crossed his arms on the table and laid his forehead on his hands.

Breathing, listening. Trying not to fall apart completely.

He didn’t deserve this man. Never did and never will.

Something hissed and sizzled. Fat or oil bubbled on the hot surface, sputtering droplets everywhere. Soon, the kitchen filled with a delicious smell of…

Grilled meat?

Stiles looked up.

Derek stood by the stove, leaning with one hand on the counter, and holding the steak with tongs in another. He remained silent as he cooked, turning the meat and pressing it on all sides. Shoved it in the oven, then stared with a blank faraway gaze at the stove as it cooked. Took it out after a few minutes, back into the pan, basting it with butter, garlic, and some herbs.

Not a single word, until…

“Here.”

…a plate with a perfectly grilled juicy rare steak was put in front of him.

Stiles stared at the bronzed buttered surface of the meat, then swallowed the spit that instantly filled his mouth.

He licked his lips, cleared his throat, then turned a hesitant gaze up at Derek, who was watching him like a hawk.

“I can eat it?”

Derek’s eyes drilled into his.

“I cooked it for you.”

Stiles wiggled in his seat. “Yeah, no, I meant…” he had to keep his act as a human so Derek would have to bear stupid questions. “Can I eat it so soon after?..”

Derek was… yep, still staring. “Kitten,” he started with a strange smile on his lips that didn’t match his wild gaze, “you bet your pretty ass you can eat anything I put in front of you. I’ll always give you the best. That steak you ate? “Premium” doesn’t begin to cover it. I’m also quite sure that your stomach can handle it. You’re human, yes, but you’re still a predator.”

Stiles’ whole body went still as a statue.

Does he kn—

No. No, stupid, how would he fucking know? If Derek knew what kind of predator Stiles really was, he would run away instead of trying to soothe him with a treat.

“I know what you need, Stiles,” Derek added, a touch softer than before. “Eat.”

Derek had no idea what Stiles needed. However, this time, he guessed right.

Stiles licked his lips discreetly, pushed the plate towards himself, and began eating.

He ate the whole thing under Derek’s heavy stare. When Stiles offered him the bite, he only stretched his lips in this secretive smile of his, this time full of… pride? Satisfaction? Pleasure? Whatever it was, Derek refused.

If only Stiles allowed himself to dream, it would be of this. Of Derek accepting him for who he was. A predator.

Yet, usually, the human-eating predators didn’t have the same respect as others. And no matter how much it was romanticized, Stiles did not want to die from his lover’s hand.

#sterek #sterek fic #stiles x derek #sterek fanfic #my fics #stiles stilinski #derek hale #eternal sterek #sterek fanfiction #mpreg #sterek mpreg #sterek au #stiles mpreg #merry christmas stereks #here's the treat #blood #I promised a snippet didn’t I #vegans I'm so sorry #sterek moodboard

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scoops404 · 22 days

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Anagnorisis

Chapter 1/5

Words: 11.2K

Rating: E, very E

Mpreg, Angst, Friends to Lovers

Summary:

After a night that George thought would be the beginning of the rest of his life, it all comes to a screeching halt. It seems Dream doesn’t want anything more than sex. Reeling, George does his best to carry on and get over it. They still have lives to live and content to produce. But then a surprise comes along making it extra impossible. OR: An "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant" AU

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Kudos & Comments are beloved. Please do not repost my works on Wattpad

#dnf fanfiction #dreamnotfound #mpreg

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one-time-i-dreamt · 1 year

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I went to a college presentation on mpreg fanfiction.

#dream #text #April 28th 2023 #college #mpreg #fanfiction #pregnancy #fanfic #presentation #queueueueueueueueueueueueueue

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