#Mpreg alone

[innerthighfest]

Final Stretch

The quiet hum of the fridge was all that filled the air. The blinds weren't drawn fully, letting soft sunlight filter in through the cracks, casting a warm glow over the room. It was peaceful, almost too peaceful. At 27, He never expected to find himself at this stage of his life; Yet here he was, living alone and 9 months pregnant—a round, swollen reminder of the life he was about to welcome into the world.

He sat on the edge of his bed for a moment, just staring at the floor, feeling the weight of his stomach pushing him forward. He rubbed his belly. The baby, as if responding to his touch, kicked—soft but insistent. The movement startled him, making his heart race so early in the morning. The baby had been kicking more frequently lately, more forcefully now. It was running out of room.

He exhaled, trying to push the discomfort aside. The ache in his lower back and the pressure in his pelvis were constant. But today, for some reason, it felt worse. Everything felt more difficult. The simple act of getting out of bed now took more effort than it used to.

With a grunt, he slowly pushed himself to his feet. His legs trembled, and he had to grab the edge of the bed to steady himself. Every step felt like an uphill battle. His body, stretched to its limits and protested with each movement. He proceeded forward, the weight of his belly causing him to lean slightly backward to counteract the weight, his back aching with each awkward step.

The bathroom seemed miles away. He shuffled toward it, holding his stomach as if it might collapse under its own weight. His belly, impossibly round, swayed with every movement, and his hips were sore. It had become a task in itself to walk from one room to the next with no support.

He made it to the bathroom. His reflection stared back at him: His shirt clung to his skin, tight over the curve of his abdomen. It was strange to look at himself like this—so different from who he had been just months ago. His face was a bit flushed, and his hair a little messier than usual.

His breath caught as he felt another sharp kick. He winced, his hand automatically pressing against his belly. The baby moved again, more persistently this time, as if reminding him it was there. He let out a small chuckle to himself, the sensation comforting, but also a little overwhelming. "Hsss, easy now,” he muttered, rubbing his belly in soothing circles.

His bathroom routine had become increasingly difficult. Even brushing his teeth now required him to lean against the counter for balance. His swollen belly rested atop the sink's ledge, providing relief for his back.

When he was done, he turned slowly, his feet sore from the minimal walking he’d done so far. He made his way to the kitchen, each step slow and deliberate. It was hard to ignore the weight pressing down on him, making everything seem like such a monumental task. Reaching up to grab a cereal bowl felt like a stretch—his whole midsection pushed forward, the skin taut as he reached higher.

As he poured cereal into the bowl, the baby kicked again, stronger this time, and He stumbled back, one hand instinctively going to his belly. He breathed through it, trying to focus on the sensation instead of the discomfort it caused, but it was hard to concentrate. He had so much on his mind, and the baby’s movements only seemed to distract him more. He rested his hands on the countertop, trying to compose himself.

Every time the baby moved it sent a wave of emotion through him. Excitement, fear, hope, all mixed together. He couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel when the baby was finally in his arms, when he wasn’t carrying this incredible weight all in his heavily pregnant belly. But for now, it was a constant, like a ticking clock—reminding him with every shift and nudge that it wouldn’t be long before the baby arrived.

After breakfast, He slowly made his way to his desk. The chair loomed in front of him, and the thought of sitting down was relieving. His belly felt in the way, the roundness of it pressing against the edge of the desk as he tried to adjust himself. He had to tilt slightly to the side to avoid having his stomach pressed up against the hard surface.

He pulled his chair forward, his belly wedged firmly between his legs and the desk. His legs felt stiff, and he had to readjust several times before he was comfortable. It was nearly impossible to maintain good posture. The curve of his belly made it hard to find a comfortable position. His back ached, and the pressure on his abdomen didn’t help. Every time he shifted, it felt like the baby was going to kick him out of his chair.

He groaned softly as he tried to focus on the documents in front of him, but it was difficult. Every few minutes, the baby moved again, making it hard to concentrate. He placed both hands on his belly, rubbing it absentmindedly, hoping the baby would settle down. But each time, there was a strong nudge and a tightening of his skin. He sighed and leaned back in the chair, closing his eyes for a moment.

It wasn’t just the baby’s movements that distracted him—it was the overwhelming physical toll of being this pregnant. The discomfort, the constant awareness of his own body, the soreness in his joints—it was exhausting. His big baby belly felt hot to the touch.

He continued to rub his belly, feeling the baby shift inside. It was a reminder that no matter how hard today was, it would soon be over. The thought brought some comfort, even if the physical strain felt impossible to push past.

For now, though, He had to keep going. One step at a time, he had to keep going to support his baby. Even if he felt like he couldn’t do it anymore. He would. Because the baby was coming and his life would change forever.

But for today it was enough to sit back and let his hands rest on his belly, awaiting the next kick.

[eliotwaughdeservesbetter]

When Buck is in the hospital for his dislocated shoulder he is also taken blood for a test. He asked for it because thinks Billy boils might be on him and got him infected by that pumpkin he feell on. Eddie leaves when Tommy comes, he doesn't want to listen about Billy boils more, it feels like he already knows everything about him. Tommy is helping Buck get dressed when doctor comes with test results. He congratulats them and informs that there's no any infections, but the test wasn't made in vain, Buck is pregnant. And maybe it's fast and maybe they haven't said "i love you" yet but they know they want to keep this baby. And Tommy is scared but looking at glowing and happy Evan he can't stop a flicker of hope. He's going to have a baby with the best man he knows, he can't believe he isn't dreaming.

[arrowheadedbitch]

I now have the idea in my head of class 1a doing a fun little make up a song on the spot game where you get a random word and you have to make up a song about it while Jirou plays the backing track (most of it is just hilariously bad songs with baller as hell guitar in the background)

Mineta managed to sneak a paper with the inspiration word "sex" into the hat while no one was looking and Denki draws it

They try to make him redraw but end up agreeing to let him keep the word as long as he's kind of classy about it and agrees to at least try to have a little nuance or whatever

He improvises the song Juno, as Sabrina Carpenter doesn't exist in mha so it's free game and I'm a sucker for the idea of someone improvising a really good song when you thought they'd me shit (at one point mineta heckles that Kaminari is being too tame [he is definitely not] and demands he at least works the word horny in or something, give him something to work with! And that's when he works in the "I'm so fucking hoorny" line lol)

Everyone freaks out, of course, and Mina totes recorded the whole thing. When they ask who tf Juno is, he just says that he chose the reference because he knew for a fact none of them would get it

Eventually, after days of being begged to tell them who Juno is, he is finally bribed with Endeavor's credit card (not by Todoroki but by someone who convinced Todoroki to let them borrow it, which was NOT hard lmao) he finally tells them "Juno is an American movie about teenage pregnancy" and they all lose their minds

Sorry, had to get this out of my head somehow

[mushroomnoodles]

Can we have more of the #vamparents pleaseeeeee pleaseeeeeee 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🧛‍♂️🧛‍♀️

tw/cw for sfw and non kink mpreg

simon probably should not be seeing movement from the outside this early, esp not that strongly, but he and betty wanted their little miracle so badly for so long he's willing to overlook the abrnomality for now

[themintman]

[lagunaseca2013]

How do you think Marc takes the brews Val is pregnant with his baby?

excellent question, anon! I'm not really sure if this is about reverse omegaverse or post retirement so I'm gonna go w post retirement bc I've been daydreaming about torturing that old man w pregnancy so buckle up!

I mean honestly I think marc is pretty happy! I actually don’t know if he’s talked about it before but he seems to want to start his family after retirement (rosquez soulmatery strikes again) when he can focus on it 100 percent. in this universe I don’t think marc is going to be like suddenly ready to retire just bc he has the ninth and vale is accidentally pregnant, but I think the fact that vale is at least retired and can be fully there for the baby would probably be enough for him to be okay with the situation. vale is also at least tangentially obligated to be at a lot of motogp races by virtue of owning a team and mentoring half the grid so when the baby is old enough he would get to see them a lot more than is maybe standard in this sport. (idk I could be wrong about what’s standard here I got into this like a month and a half ago)

if you’re asking how I think the actual reveal goes, well……..I think it doesn’t go as bad as it could. vale is a fucking mess when luca leaves him home alone to wait for marc. but he’s also like—relieved? at least a little bit, I mean the poor old man has been out of his mind horny and nauseous for weeks at this point and fully just thought he had some kind of mystery terminal illness. a baby isn’t a death sentence. also, he’s already decided he’s keeping it. the doctor tried to hand him an abortion brochure and the idea of it made him sick to his stomach.

obviously none of this was planned so he’s maybe coming at it from a staunchly solo angle of I’m keeping it you can be there for us or go to hell type of thing. marc is completely delighted tho so that doesn’t become an issue. I think they probably don’t have the serious conversation about it that they realllly should (remember marc came to the ranch for the explicit purpose of hammering out the reconciliation bc they’ve just been having tender intimate sex and not discussing it) and instead, you guessed it, have crazy romantic sex. marc is like fully ready to let vale fuck him, gets on his hands and knees at first and vale is like wait, and turns him over and he’s like all I’ve been thinking about for weeks is having you inside me again.

and then marc fucks him in missionary and there’s a lot of breeding kink and possibly saying I love you (rosquez be normal challenge absolute fail) and it’s RAW so marc’s come is like dripping out of him around his cock (he is cockwarming marc soft for emotional reasons). they probably do a lot more fucking, vale sleeps more than he has for the last two months that week (with or without marc inside him teehee) and marc gets to fuss over him and take care of him which is a brand new dynamic for them! pre divorce they didn’t exactly take care of each other, but if anything in the rare moments it was vale taking care of marc by virtue of being fourteen years older etc.

they order every prenatal vitamin that amazon carries and like a billion different baby development books. vale is high risk bc of his age but the ultrasounds and blood work said the baby was healthy and everything looked okay so they don’t have to worry about health stuff quite yet. (keep in mind vale got pregnant at his age on the first try; let’s just say his body has really decided to be equipped for a baby idk none of this has to be real or scientific lol) marc can’t exactly cook but he tries his best and either vale elbows him way from the stove when necessary or they order in and feed each other in bed like disgustingly in love people do.

I think they push the serious conversation off for as long as possible and just sort of live together for as long as they can get away with it. vale knows it’s probably early enough that he can still ride but he’s petrified of something happening to the baby so when they go to the ranch he just watches marc go wild by himself and shouts pointers at him that marc playfully does not listen to. marc is also feeling rather delicate about his health wrt being alive and well for his future baby so he’s playing it pretty safe out there too.

they’re basically having a babymoon phase of only seeing each other, fucking constantly, and lounging around. I have this awesome image of them watching a bunch of pregnancy movies and when they get to juno vale, under full influence of first trimester hormones, sobs through like half of it. marc is bewildered and amused and secretly really happy to be big and strong for vale who he has never seen before vulnerable and soft like this, even before everything. it’s domestic bliss until marc starts getting increasingly annoyed calls from ducati about preseason obligations and vale has also been fending off Uccio and the academy and a billion other people who don’t believe him when he says he’s not sick anymore and just needs some time—omg wait maybe 100km gets canceled, that would be crazy juicy—and the motogp community and media in general thinks vale is dying.

marc is like struggling bc he absolutely does not want to leave vale, in fact he never wants to be without vale ever again, but vale is spooked by the reminder of real world obligations and gets weird and cold. tries to push marc away and insist that he needs to go do his job (he is subconsciously testing marc; if you leave you FAIL) marc is having ptsd flashbacks to the last time he was in tavullia (hello ranch visit trauma) which involved. a lot of the same cold shoulder and manipulation tactics.

it’s a bad time for all! they get into a blowout screaming match where vale tries to kick marc out while literally clutching at his clothes, white knuckled, marc is sobbing and holding vale in a death grip whispering into his neck I won’t leave you please don’t make me go vale I can’t lose you again I promise I’ll do anything I need you both.

the insane “compromise” they end up with is (let’s say ducati make that skiing thing an annual trip) vale GOES WITH MARC to the event and stays with him in the hotel/cabin/whatever (even tho he literally has a house there) and they don’t even try to explain it to anyone in the team. pecco knocking on marc’s door the first morning so they can catch up over breakfast and vale answers, sleep rumpled, wearing one of marc’s tshirts and they both just stare at each other dumbfounded until marc returns from his shower and and smiles all fake at pecco like why are you just standing there weirdos :)) come sit and have an espresso, pecco I’m almost done getting dressed :))

vale calmly makes a nonverbal pecco an espresso and slaps marc’s ass when he bends over to rummage through the one giant luggage that they appear to be sharing. pecco is texting luca paragraphs under the table. it’s absolute fucking scenes when they have the big fancy team dinner with the long tables and marc shows up w vale as his plus one. and vale refuses a glass of champagne for the toast……..

[lesbians4armand]

The vampires trying to name a baby would be insaaaaaaane. Daniel suggesting names like Jennifer, George, top 100 stuff before lestat chimes in with the idea of naming the baby Limoncello Lumiere Bonjovi Molloy. I don't even want to think of what Armand (well known for his name-based identity issues) would suggest

THEM PICKING OUT BABY NAMES 🥹🥹

“Limoncello Lumiere Bonjovi Molloy” LESTAT WOULD!!

I so agree on Armand being so Bad At Names but I like to think they go for something a little fancier than Jennifer. Just in case the baby is a vampire they don’t want to be called The Vampire Jennifer.

The name likely would end up being something more French or Italian, and in fact I actually have a list of names I think sound vampire-y already, funnily enough. If I were to write this au (which im being persuaded to do even more with every ask) I will likely use one.

I have more girl names than boy names and the girls ones sound cooler, so the baby will likely be a girl in my mind, named something like Francesca, Marian, Cassandra, or even something wilder like Lucrezia, Evangeline or Ophelia (I’m with Lestat on baby names I’m afraid)

Maybe Daniel would prefer something more common or classic, but this is Interview with the Vampire, the names have to be incredibly bizarre and outrageously gothy, as Anne Rice intended

[clefablepb]

actual awful thing my classmate i refuse to call a friend (/j) drew on the school table with a corrector pen: pregnant henry stickmin with his wife bill cipher and their demonic stickman-triangle hybrid satanic children. i am in tears.

[mothshrooms-7]

i need jack manhattan pregnant NOW

[goddessofroyalty]

Do you have any details on Mylo’s birth? I think you said that Silco almost died? What were the circumstances like was there any indication it was going to be a difficult labour? I would honestly read a whole fic about it.

I think I've rambled about this before but only at a high level 'he nearly bled out' way.

Silco had postpartum hemorrhaging right after Mylo was born. Specifically the kind which is caused by the wound left from the placenta being delivered not clotting fast enough. They were able to get it under control with uterine compressions and medication but it was very touch-and-go in the initial moment when they realised what was happening. And definitively the kind of situation where he got lucky (more so than his labor complications with Viktor and Claggor where the risk was to them more than to him). Up to that point it was probably his easiest labor of the three boys.

There was an indication in that Silco had high blood pressure while he was pregnant. However I don't know if they caught it and even if they did if they would have predicted it would end up with that result (it's a risk of high blood pressure but that doesn't mean it's a sure-thing).

[freckliedan]

Slightly crossfaded rn thinking about that one WAD promo Instagram live where someone said 'dan Howell breeding kink" in the chat and for some fucking bizarre reason he read it out loud. And then he got so flustered he couldn't form a single coherent thought for like a full 30 seconds. Rotating it in my mind like a microwave

excuse me fucking what. i was not very present during WAD tour era are you for fucking real right now.

[digitally-absent]

No cause why did I just listen to like a good 10 minutes of Avior basically giving birth bro omg???

“Actually he was basically ripped in half”

FALSE ❌

I made Avior be the first man to give birth and I apologize to him for that

[deliciouskeys]

I did some smoll doodles about Lena :") (sorry for bad quality T.T)

This canon divergence has taken on a life of its own ahhh!! Your art is adorable, it has this fluid quality to it that I love 🥹🥰 🥰🥰🥰🥰

The transition from child to teen ahaha, I feel for them, poor dads. I also just spent minutes considering how Lena got her piercings and decided it’s possible if she did them herself. Because you know HL wouldn’t oblige with anything outside of the traditional lobe area. But he let her do it, pushover parent that he is.

This is all accurate, Chatlander said so.

[scoliosisgoblin]

@aubreyisyn asks that you draw blue giving birth.

i am so sorry

idk how I'd go about drawing him giving birth so here's him in the delivery room

[kiptsune]

Merry Pups

Alfhilde's streams and Fredrik's streams are a bad influence /jk

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[4ssdestroyer5000]

Yesterday was her birthday, say happy birthday to the pretty lady🎈🎈🎈

I'm in love with the birthday girl♥️♥️♥️