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I dare you to draw Jessie's fortune telling pic from Toxic Rocketshipping

I'm gonna be real with you, anon.

That's too cursed, even for this blog. And that's coming from someone who drew James pregnant with Meowth's kittens.

(the description of the requested image is under the cut, for the curious and/or masochistic)

'I [Meowth] picked up the paper. On it was the most fucked up thing I ever saw.

It was a crudely drawn picture of the three of us. I was nailed to a cross with my eyelids taped open. That was bad enough, but next to my crucifixion, was a worse picture. Jessie was kicking a very pregnant-with-kittens James in the stomach. James was screaming. There was a red line coming from between James’s legs.

Scary.

Written under it was, “I know your secret. This is your future.”

Nasty.'

It came from this fic.

Invasion: Circe's Bedside Manner Could Use Some Work (Part three of three)

The sound of the Tombstone of Life and Death being abused booms in the distance. Teen!me seems to have thought this an adequate end for the fic. Adult!me knows otherwise.

Part one is here. Part two is here.

Content Warning: Rape/noncon mention and aftermath; character assassination of Buzz Grunt; mpreg and hermaphroditism being normal for Sims; depiction of the Beaker household as not being a den of unethical experimentation; Loki and Nervous are apparently adoptive brothers in this; Loki has feelings about his parentage; pretty sure Circe convincing Loki to keep the rape baby was a bad idea; attempt at depicting trauma responses; giving Vidcund a past anorexia issue sure was a choice that I made

-O-o-O-o-O-

Pascal absentmindedly stirred the chili for lunch. It was looking a little black on the edges, but that was the farthest thing from his mind at the moment.

“Nervous seemed rather irritable today. If there’s something on his mind, why doesn’t he just tell me what it is?”

Pascal was brought back to reality by the smell of burning food. He looked down. “Just perfect.”

His brothers didn’t seem to mind. Lazlo still shoveled the charred food into his mouth like he hadn’t eaten in a week.

“Slow down; you’ll choke,” Pascal deadpanned. Manners were lost on that boy.

Vidcund only picked at his food, but not because it was burnt. He’d been awfully quiet since the night before and he hadn’t said a word since lunch was served.

“Aren’t you hungry?” Lazlo asked.

“Not particularly,” Vidcund responded, scraping his spoon across the blackened mess.

“Vidcund, you skipped breakfast. You need to eat sometime,” Pascal prodded, not sure if the lack of cooking skill or something else killed Vidcund’s appetite.

Vidcund absently scooped up a spoonful of chili and ate it. Pascal stared, incredulous, while Lazlo looked amused.

“It doesn’t bother you that it’s burnt?”

“Hadn’t noticed.”

Eventually Vidcund did notice it was burnt and both he and Pascal had to excuse themselves, leaving Lazlo to dig into the leftovers.

Pascal pulled Vidcund into their plant room. “Is everything okay?”

“Of course everything’s fine. Why wouldn’t it be?” Vidcund’s voice sounded miles away.

“You’re spacey, quiet, and lacking an appetite,” Pascal noted. “You’re not starving yourself again, are you?”

“No.” This time, Vidcund’s voice was in Pascal’s face and firm. He didn’t like to be reminded of his short bout of anorexia.

“Then what’s wrong?”

Vidcund looked at the floor.

“Nervous won’t tell me what’s bothering him, you won’t tell me why you’re upset. How am I supposed to do my oldest brother job of fixing everything if I don’t know what’s going on?”

“I don’t think this can be fixed, Pascal,” Vidcund answered quietly.

“But I can at least try to make you feel better.”

Vidcund sighed. “Last night, I was looking at the stars. I wasn’t trying to look at what other people were doing, really, but I made a mistake in re-angling the telescope and I could see into this alleyway, and….” He trailed off.

“What did you see?” Pascal prompted.

Vidcund wouldn’t look at Pascal as he continued. “Buzz was standing over Loki, and….and Loki was tied up with his pants pulled down. Buzz was over him with his pants down….”

Pascal was speechless. “This must’ve been what Nervous was so upset about. I’m not too fond of Loki, but he sure as hell didn’t deserve that.”

“I want to tell the police, but what if Loki doesn’t want anyone to know? Even if I did tell them, Buzz would get basically a slap on the wrist and that’s it. Plus, he’d come after Loki and Nervous, and maybe even us.”

Pascal had barely regained his speech. So all he said was, “Why don’t we talk more later?”

Vidcund had no choice but to agree.

-O-o-O-

Circe was cooking dinner. Like, Pascal, she was preoccupied, but not so much that she burned the food. Usually Loki would cook, but he deserved a break, especially after what just happened.

Loki scrubbed away at the shower tiles. He’d been cleaning all evening and he barely noticed when it began to get dark. He didn’t care. Just as long as it helped him forget the encounter with Buzz, he didn’t care how long he took. The rhythmic squeak of the sponge on the tiles was the only thing keeping Loki from collapsing into tears.

He was always too busy to clean. In actuality, Loki loved cleaning. But now it seemed as thought cleaning was relegated to the “only for comfort” category. Considering how behind he was on it, he’d have a lot of comfort.

“As long as I keep busy,” Loki thought, “I’ll be fine. It worked for my father’s death; it’ll work now.”

He was so lost in thought, he barely heard Circe calling him for dinner.

Circe was setting the bowls of chili on the table when Loki came in. At first, she was glad that he seemed less distressed, but he didn’t seem much better than he’d been that afternoon. When she really thought about it, he seemed worse. It didn’t help that he was even paler than usual.

Loki wandered into the kitchen, his mind on autopilot. He wasn’t that hungry—actually, he’d felt a slight twinge of nausea earlier. But he had to eat, and Circe had actually cooked. She could’ve just ordered out.

Loki managed to whisper a thanks to Circe before they both sat down to eat. Nervous wouldn’t be joining them; he’d gotten dinner earlier then retired to his room for the night.

The meal began, but they hardly ate. Circe nibbled on hers, realizing she’d forgotten the chili powder. Though, judging by Loki’s interactions with his food, that was probably a good thing.

Loki was only picking at his food. Circe figured he must not be very hungry, what with all that had gone on. But then, the little color left in Loki’s face drained away and he ran from the room, covering his mouth.

She found him in the downstairs bathroom, wiping his mouth with toilet paper.

“Was it that bad?” she asked, trying to lighten the mood.

Loki leaned his head on the toilet. “It was fine, Circe. I’m just not feeling very well right now. It’s probably just from breathing in those cleaning chemicals for so long.”

Circe sighed. This was really not Loki’s week, was it. “Okay, but you have to eat something. I think there are crackers in the pantry—”

Loki scrambled to lift the lid and threw up into the toilet again.

“Or I could just not talk about food anymore.”

Loki wiped his mouth. “I’m not really very hungry, anyway. I probably just need to get some sleep. I’m sure I’ll be better in the morning.”

-O-o-O-

That night, the Beakers slept a lot better, having figured out how to keep Loki from screaming himself awake. Circe and Loki lay cuddled up to each other, Circe, relieved that Loki wasn’t afraid of her touching him, and Loki, hoping that this was a sign of him beginning to heal.

Morning found Circe alone in bed, the covers on Loki’s side tossed haphazardly to the side.

A quiet sniffle from the master bathroom informed her of his whereabouts. She found Loki poised over the toilet, throwing up. She knelt next to him while he wiped his mouth.

“So I was wrong last night,” Loki said quietly, flushing the toilet.

“Maybe you should stay away from those cleaning products today,” Circe suggested. “Although, I’ve never seen anyone get sick from being around those particular cleaning products for too long unless there were huffing them.”

“They don’t even have ammonia in them.”

Circe thought for a minute. “Come to think of it,” she said quietly, “ I don’t think it’s the cleaning products that are making you sick.”

Loki remained silent. His eyes slowly met Circe’s, then both pairs wandered to the medicine cabinet where the box of pregnancy tests were kept.

“You don’t think…” Loki trailed off.

“I’ve seen the symptoms before. It wouldn’t hurt to try it.”

So Circe averted her gaze while Loki peed on the plastic stick. Then they waited for the results. One line meant negative, two lines meant positive.

There was much twiddling of thumbs and nervous shifting as the two waited the obligatory two minutes for the results. Finally, at the end of the two minutes, they looked at the result window and saw two blue lines.

Circe ran her hand through her red hair. “Okay….Let’s not panic. This isn’t the end of the world.”

Loki hid his face in his arms. “I cannot believe I’m pregnant by him.”

“Maybe it’s a false positive,” Circe said. “These tests aren’t always accurate, unless they’re those new Tombstone brand ones. Let me see the box.”

Circe picked up the box from where it had been casually tossed under the toilet and examined it. Sure enough, the cartoon of the Grim Reaper stating “Dead right!” was printed on the side, along with the tombstone logo. She let out a breath. “So it is true. Well….You still have a few options.”

“I don’t want it.”

“You haven’t even heard—”

“I don’t care. I don’t want it.”

“You’ve always said you wanted a child.”

“Not like this! This wouldn’t be our child; it’d be Buzz’s and my child.” Loki got up to go to the bedroom.

“We could raise it as ours.”

Loki turned to face Circe. “What do you think the kid’s going to think when he realizes he looks nothing like you? He’s going to ask us who his real parents are and we’re going to have to tell him that the only reason he’s here is because I got raped!”

Circe was silent. Loki didn’t yell like this often.

“Do you know what it’s like to know that you were an accident?” Loki continued much more quietly.

“Loki, your mother was drunk when she told you that. It means nothing.”

“She may have been drunk, but it’s true. I did the math. She and my father married just a mere five months before I was born. No one in their right mind plans to get that far along before they get married. My father was the one who got pregnant and he couldn’t abort me, so he and my mother had to get married.” Loki sniffed. “I would never want my child to have any reason to even suspect such a thing.”

Circe slowly approached Loki. “But there’s something you haven’t factored in.”

“What?”

“We would never act as though we didn’t want the child. Your father kept it together, but your mother…From what you’ve told me, she wasn’t that nice to you. Add the fact that she drank a lot and you’ve got a formula for trouble. But you’re not your mother, Loki.” Circe put her arms around Loki. “I’m not saying you should keep the baby if you don’t want it. I’m saying that if you do, you won’t mess it up.”

Loki thought for a while, staring at the ground. “In any other situation, I would abort it….But we’ve wanted a child since the second year of our marriage. And it’s not just Buzz’s child; it’s mine, too. And it will be yours as well.”

-O-o-O-o-O-

Moral of the story: If your husband (or wife) gets raped by the neighborhood alien-hating bully, just let him have the abortion.

Step-Son MPreg

CW- mpreg, sex, language, Step-Son X Step-Dad storyline

I always fancied my step-dad since i met him i thought he was hot, hes a classic himbo, hes tall, muscly, blonde and stupid as can be.

I never knew if he was purposefully flirting with me of was just too stupid to understand it was wrong, but it being wrong made me so horny, id often wank off after he’d compare our hand sizes, snuggle up to me or even bend over to empty the dishwasher, anything and everything he did turned me on so hard! he always wore clothes that left nothing to the imagination, short-shorts, crop-tops or no tops! My actual dad loved this about him and it made me so jealous seeing them cuddle and kiss and then one day… my dad went on a business trip. it was now or never.

i came downstairs in my dressing-gown and boxers showing off my abs and mediocre pecs i walked into the living room to my step-dad half asleep on the couch only in his briefs and white running socks, sweating and scratching his perfect body when he saw me he woke up a little and pushed a finger into his underwear suggestively “oh… hey man” he said in a gruff half awake voice “h-hey” i stammered taken aback by how horny he already seemed my cock visibly swelled in my already tight boxers. he glanced down to it quickly and blushed “come here pal i have something to show you” he said gesturing for me to walk over- i follow his orders and sit next to him, he places his hand on the back of my head and pulls me in for a deep long kiss. i rest my hand on his groin and feel his cock twitch and harden through his pants i then slowly kiss his neck, then his chest, then his abs until his beautiful totem-pole of a cock is in-front of my face. i confidently slip it all into my throat in one go and he lets out a little moan.

i suck him off for what feels like an hour before he pulls me up by my armpits and spins me around, he lifts my dressing gown up and squeezes my ass before bending me over the couch as he teases my underwear down making my cock twitch due to the prolonged friction, he then rubs the head of his penis along the outside of my un-used hole while i beg for his cock i then moan loudly as he slides it all in at once. he grabs the hair on the back of my head and holds my cock in the other one of his massive veiny hands his expert technique instantly turns me into a worthless hole only purpose is to please him, after a few hours of fucking and cumming we fall asleep on the couch naked together.

after a few more days of constant fucking, sucking and cumming my real dad comes home and we have to start being discrete, doing it in one of our cars or while hes away or even just quietly under the kitchen table, the closer he is, the hotter we find it.

after months of this i notice a small ball in the centre of my stomach while getting dressed i think nothing of it and carry on and on until its too obvious to hide under baggy clothes, i tell people im just bulking cause i want to build mass, i wanted to believe it but me and my step dad knew it was more.

his cum must be super-human i quickly became the biggest pregnant person id ever seen i stuck to my story but less and less people believed it that was when my dad confronted me “hey buddy!” he said putting his head around my door into my room as i lay weighted down by my planet-belly, “ive noticed that your clearly pregnant” i try to sit up and defend myself but it takes me far to long to even start bending my mid-section “you dont need to deny it i know what it looks like-you where one hell of a baby! anyway i was just wondering who the daddy was and if hes in the picture” i knew he was asking because my other dad was never in the picture “well erm he kind of is” i finally admit rubbing my tight taught skin “its m-my step dad” i say defeated. “no fucking way!” my dad says more surprised than angry he finally steps fully in my room without a shirt on revealing his own pretty-large pregnant belly…

My Omega’s Heart (August 19th, 2016)

The epilogue to My Omega, because the idea of their kids, and the effects of feudal era Japan’s version of suppressants long term, wouldn’t leave me until I wrote it all down!

Fandom: Rurouni Kenshin Pairing: Sagara Sanosuke/ Saitou Hajime, background Kenshin/Kaoru Warnings/Contents: A/B/O, MPreg, Troubled Pregnancy, Body Dysmorphia, Fear of Miscarriage AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7814716/chapters/17834737 Word Count: 5,526 (3 Chapters) Summary: It was never supposed to be this hard. You mated, you had children, you loved your life. Nothing ever goes as planned for Sanosuke, though, and Saitou finds himself driving his mate away with his own protective, worried ways. The birth of a child is a happy occasion, the loss of your mate infinitely less so. Especially when you've just realized how much you love them

~Excerpt~

“And one wrong hit, which you are certain to take because you take every hit, and you’ll lose him.” Saitou looked pointedly to the bulging stomach that so worried him, the stomach that Sano’s hands immediately flew to protectively at the very idea. “I don’t want to lose our child.”

“We could make another.”

Saitou’s eyes narrowed and he stood, hearing the fear and posturing in Sano’s voice. He rounded his desk and approached his mate, who stood very still, hands still guarding their unborn. Saitou reached out and stepped in, pulling Sano into a tight embrace, nuzzling into his neck, his Alpha instincts driving him to soothe away the brackish taint of terror in his mate’s scent. Not that he needed the instincts to tell him to.

“Ahou, it would kill us both along with him,” the older man murmured, resting a hand over his mate’s and feeling the warmth of life resting there. “You know it yourself; you couldn’t bear to lose the baby. And I couldn’t bear to lose you.”

Masked man manipulates vulnerable teenager for convoluted reasons. The masked man is responsible for the teenager being vulnerable. The masked man is powerful, and isolated the teenager and holds power over them. Due to this, the teenager attempts suicide, but fails to do so. This leads to the teenager almost having a villian arc, but they turn back at the last moment. There is also a theme of the masked man continuously causing the death (non-permanent) of the teen, and the masked man refuses to let the teen die. Also possibly the masked man wants the teen to be their companion or something??? Can't remember...

There's also a theme of getting killed over and over again without rest.

Death is character development, and there is mpreg to some degree.

Am I talking about TGCF by MXTX or the Dream SMP.

Iris and Anton, a husband and wife couple!

I do love some male/female omegaverse couples and these two are really cute! Iris (alpha) and Anton (omega) is just a fun dynamic to draw!

This is basically a society where people have animal features, like the ears and the tails. For now I’m having fun drawing that!

If irish twins are kids born with the (almost) same birthday a year apart, what would jaygrant's kids qualify as? Because i DEFINETLY headcanon that they'd go into labor together

Jaygrant is the type of male omega/ male omega couple that would get each other pregnant on accident. “We’re both omegas we don’t need protection” <- famous last words. Bonus if it’s something that’s almost medically impossible so they’re just extremely unlucky

I INCLUDED THIS IN THE LAST ASK I GOT ABOUT THEM IN THE OMEGAVERSE!!! They don't even think about it part of the reason they started hooking up is because neither of them can get each other pregnant. Grant was already in the 10% of people that suppressants never fully worked for - combination of a meta gene and his heats are particularly heavy anyway - and Jason was advised not to take them because of the adverse effects they can have with all the chemicals he gets exposed to.

Jason thinks it's weird when he doesn't get his heat as usual, and he gets nervous the longer time passes without it. Grant calls him about it, he's having the same problem. Double weird because their last heats had synced up and they assumed they'd keep getting them at the same time.

Before any of the side effects show up, he knows something is different. Not about himself but about Grant. Something about his smell... something warm and homey that softens the smell of hazelnut and woodsmoke Jason has become so accustomed to. It's all he can do to keep himself from burying his nose in Grant's scent gland for the next few weeks, Grant is delighted, he almost obsessively covers Jason in his scent - it's a habit stereotypically associated with Alphas but Grant's possessive streak could blow any knotheaded alpha out of the water.

They can hardly stand to be away from each other, Grant completely stops taking jobs in favor of patrolling with Jason.

It's when the morning sickness starts, for both of them, that they finally drag themselves to Leslie's clinic. They're not sure what to expect, maybe a stomach virus one of them got and spread to the other or a new side effect of drinking the tap water. They're not expecting to BOTH be pregnant. There is no doubt in either of their minds about the parentage at least, but that's really the least of their problems.

FUCKING HELP IM GIGGLINGGGG

You thought it was a joke, didn't you?

CW MPREG

Well it wasn't

Comm by X

Do people actually like mpreg serious question here guys

Np pregant

I don’t wanna talk about how this is the fastest ask I’ve ever answered,,,

anon when I catch you,,,

No it was Zattana and some mud.

Killer Moth got pregnant first then it was joker and now it’s killer croc

https://nypost.com/2023/01/07/batman-comic-features-the-joker-becoming-pregnant-and-giving-birth/

idk how to feel about this. u?

p.s. this was written by a transphobe. even though comics are quite funky.

*checks mpreg off my batjokes tropes list*

But wait is Batman the baby daddy 🤨

Mpreg is literally my thing.

glowing

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/OHrtTus

by Sasspiria

Bruce decides to show his omega just how beautiful he is when he’s with child.

Words: 2180, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Batman (Movie 2022), Batman - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Edward Nygma, Bruce Wayne

Relationships: Edward Nygma/Bruce Wayne

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Edward Nygma, Alpha Bruce Wayne, Boypussy, Mpreg, Pregnancy Kink, Intersex Omegas, Spanking, Mirror Sex, Breast Fucking, Pregnant Sex, Pregnant Edward Nygma, Lactation Kink, Oral Sex

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/OHrtTus

Do it please!

Thinking about tacking on another chapter to Child of Laughter since it was a cliff hanger

What issue was this when Killer Moth got pregnant?

Penguin having 10 kids is in the new Catwoman side issues to the current Batman run (Penguin 'dies' and she gets sent out to find all his biological children so they can figure out who inherits his crime empire) , Killer Croc being pregnant is Batman: Reptilian iirc. Not the first mpreg story either afaik Killer Moth was pregnant once too

I shan't be fact-checking this because I don't want to but I will say that I am standing firmly by my earlier statement that most Batman rogues are categorically unfuckable. this is true even when they have demonstrably fucked. unfuckability is a state of being that has nothing to do with actually fucking, similar to how Batman is a virgin no matter how many times he has sex. it's about vibes.

Oh gosh the baby looks beautiful.

Scenario: Pregnant Edward going into labor at the GCPD and Harvey Bullock coaching him through it while they wait for Oswald to show up and take him to the hospital! But the baby comes too quickly, and Harvey has to deliver Ed’s baby!

I know this is cringe but… we don’t have a lot of pregnant William Afton. I get it Mpreg is probably not the best idea to discuss with FNAF because of in the flesh however we have Mpreg of Bonnie,springtrap,and even glamrock Freddy. But there’s less Mpreg of William Afton but I seen some on Tik Tok and one fanfic that I don’t remember but not much on here.

Yeah I know that you may get flashbacks from Bunny Call obviously but I don’t see an uprising of William Afton Mpreg so now I have an epic challenge coming right now starting this Tuesday.

Also you don’t have to do it since I’m asking y’all to do this.

Also I’m bored and I just don’t know what else to post than this.

Did anyone at least read Dc comic’s night terrors yet? You know the event where everyone is stuck sleeping while having some nightmares Yeah I realized how wild it is.

Yeah apparently it’s a summer event! Batman’s one shot has him giving birth from his mouth to a bat with a gun for its head.

If someone doesn’t tell me if dc was on a bunch of Mpreg nonsense and it all started from Joker giving birth to himself due to Zatana then idk what is.

Oh yeah if you ask how. Bruce Wayne somehow is turned into his younger self in his nightmares and basically vomits up the bat creature with a gun for its head while fighting zombies. If you read it then you know how crazy it is.