#silver spoon mpreg

[mxmc13]

Silver spoon wonders if he’s pregnant for a minute

@spiritmander13 @infinite-ticking-clock37 *summons the silver spoon simp trio*

[spiritmander13]

I know that's a pregnancy test.

Why does the label look like it says 'men' though.

We finally did it: WE FOUND THE MPREG COMPANY-

[mxmc13]

@spiritmander13 @infinite-ticking-clock37

I was pregnant. Right outside my window a girl grabbed my hand and drooled. Then I stood up and noticed three people around me were pregnant. Even a few guys around me were showing.

[steakcreature]

Finally, I made a fankid

Here she is. Her design was inspired by Candle's concept arts so yeah. I also like the idea that ii cast would give their kids normal names or something.

[bbloveseevees]

MY BEDTIME FICS

[trianglewithaface0]

Silver Spoon mpreg

(I MADE THIS AS A JOKE)

[spiritmander13]

NO IT'S SPREAD

NOOOOOOOOOOOO

SILVER SPOON MPREG??!?!!!

Kick him in the stomach /JOKE

[padawansuggest]

Just because Obi-Wan is pregnant/sick/whatever your fetish is, doesn’t mean he has to give up caffeine, not all tea has caffeine in it. He could go herbal. He could go rooibos crazy and use the time without caffeine to find the perfect blend of tea to additives that he’ll love forever. He could have -*gags*- peppermint, he could have decaf black, he could have minimal caffeine white tea if he can have a small amount, he could have so much. Y’all ain’t know shit about tea and he doesn’t have to full stop his tea if he’s pregnant or sick or fuckin dying or whatever your fetish of the month is. You can make tea with cocoa, and I mean multiple types of that. You can also buy things like rose hips and orange peel shavings and vanilla pods and lemon shavings, ginger pieces, all this other shit. I think you could hand him some super high class caffeine free or low caffeine tea bases (loose leaf for his sensibilities obviously) and then a package of additives and he’ll just go crazy methodically trying new blends every time he wants tea and it’ll put some pep in his step to get to try lots of fancy things.

Is he super tired tho?? Yeah probably.

[infinite-ticking-clock37]

This is Silver Spoon right

[oscconfessions]

Okay, this may be a general fanfiction thing, but I have written II fanfic for a WHILE now and I feel like this should go here, so here we go.

I am a fanfiction writer. Pretty sure everyone who knows me more than just "The Silver Spoon Mpreg guy" knows that I write. And if you looked at my profile on AO3, you'd know that I mostly write content relating to Silver and Candle.

Y'all do not realize that one of my favorite things to do is escape my comfort zone. Did I do it when writing the original SSWMS? Technically yes, but also no. But have I recently been getting out of my comfort zone? YES.

There is a lot of things I want to try and write, like different characters such as Taco and Paper and Fan and even new tropes. Even things like disabilities I don't have, such as autism.

And honestly, I AM going to blame SSWMS for doing that. Literally, I only made that fic as a JOKE. It was supposed to be a oneshot where we'd have a laugh and then forget about it. But it feels like ever since I decided to keep writing that fic, I kept escaping my comfort zone again and again and it's been so beneficial for me.

I have written a coming out fic before I realized I was Pangender so hey, foreshadowing! I have learned to cooperate with others in collaboration fics. I have a mental list of all of the tags, tropes, and characters I want to write. I have even written a vent fic! ALL BECAUSE OF A STUPID LITTLE FIC WHERE SILVER SPOON IS PREGNANT.

Holy shit, I literally cannot go on about how after I wrote that fic, my creativity and imagination and need to escape my comfort zone SKYROCKETED. I have made new aquantinces and friends because of the fic. It's how I even met my partner!

Pretty simply: Silver Stuffers With Morning Sickness made me get creative and challenge myself in my writing. It also made me interact with so much more people and honestly I wouldn't have it any other way. And I'm only now realizing this!

.

[aroaceweirdos101]

[Objective: New building to construct in Inanimate Island]

hey it’s been a while… uh… coughs… shuffles feet.. leans into mic

silver spoon update

he’s pregnant

[mxmc13]

A conversation with my mom

*Me handing her my computer to log in to my sims*

Me: Mom. I need to get Silver Spoon pregnant.

*She gave me a weird look*

Me: Mom. My tumblr mutuals are cool and they get Silver Spoon pregnant so you're the weird one here

[spiritmander13]

WHAT IS THIS

WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

[that-one-paintbrush]

"Silver Spoon wakes up, and HOLY SHIT.

HE FEELS SO TERRIBLE.

And he just woke up, too!

He felt so dizzy and nauseated already, GOD."

Felt like sending this as a congrats to Paintbrush for becoming a parent (LMAO)

Is that the fucking MPREG FANFIC THAT SILVER SENT ME?!

[spiritmander13]

But yeah, new copypasta dropped /j

We need communism in the OSC

I know this sounds controversial, but I think that a communist approach to the community would do good for it.

I want communism because shit like "jacknjellify LLC" and "adamations Inc." should NOT exist.

The OSC is a community of creators, artists, creative minds, not pseudo-corporate slop that queerbait, scam, take advantage of the gullibility of the viewers (mostly MINORS. KIDS.) and get away with ableism, racism, transphobia, ZIONISM (YES, ZIONISM.) because a horde of brainless manchildren will defend them because they want their consumer product. These motherfuckers are turning what used to be a community of free creators into a cesspool of useless competition in which the ones who capitalize win and take advantage of their "popularity".

Jacknjellify and Adamations make THOUSANDS of dollars through their mediocre, ableist, queerbaity, soulless corporate shitty ass shows and low-quality merch that, by the way, is manufactured by exploited children in factories with POOR LIFE CONDITIONS. And that's also how it relates to the real-life horrors of capitalism.

What do most of OSC creators get from their shows? NOTHING. NOTHING. While these ableist greedy zionist leeches capitalize and exploit children, both in a psychological and physical way although indirectly, honest creators get NOTHING.

And don't get me started on the meetups. The meetups, the most soulless, corporate, CLASSIST thing that came out of this "OSC elite". Screening episodes to only a selected, privileged part of the community, episodes that 95% of the OSC have been waiting for months - no, YEARS. And screening them in only one country, ignoring how most of the OSC either cannot afford to buy tickets for a screening or lives on the totally different side of the earth. This is CLASSISM, by definition. This is why I also thank the leakers who gave us the episodes we've been waiting for that are being kept from the masses in favor of a privileged elite.

These companies are turning into Disney, and I do not say this with a positive connotation. The OSC is made of people, not consumers, and it's time everyone learns it. In a matter of years they're going to come after you, small creators who make a heartfelt show to get nothing in return, and you, viewers who yet do not realize these companies are taking your money and taking advantage of your gullibility.

We DO need communism in the OSC because class war is everywhere, even where you least expect it, even in a small Internet community. We DO need communism in the OSC because our art is not a tool of capitalism and it should not be used as such.

My brother in Christ what the fuck are you talking about.

[bezzplaining]

[Dark rosquez...kinda | mpreg etc etc]

¡¡ Sorry for the shitty translate!! i do my best

Valentino was obsessed with Marc (wasn't that obvious?) he absolutely loved the younger man's hairless body, but there was one part in particular that completely drove him crazy, a part that was out of everyone's sight

His pussy.

He loved eating his little boy out.

He loved fingering him and listening to him moan as he brought him to orgasm, caressing him fiercely until he was shaking from overstimulation.

He loved letting everyone know that this perfect omega was his property and always would be, the mark he had left on his body was so deep and nobody could erase.

He had no shame about making marc sit on his lap while he spoke with friends or wrapping his arm around marc's waist possessively while he gave instructions to the boys (who were too shocked by the bruises that adorned marc's neck to look him in the eyes because of their shame).

He wanted possess that little body.

He had taken his virginity and almost marked him but it wasn't enough.

He needed to impregnate him, he needs see marc grow big and cute with his child.

But he knew that at this point in his career marc wasn't even thinking about having children, he was young and was slowly becoming an exponent of the sport with two consecutive championships under his belt.

But valentino couldn't accept a “no” for an answer when the image of his little boy pregnant had been inserted so deep into his brain.

He wasn't going to force him, he's not a monster. He was just going to give a slight push to his chances of procreating in his next session of wild sex.

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They had spent a pleasant afternoon on Forte dei Marmi enjoying the beach and each other's company.

They arrived at the nice chalet valentino rented for the occasion and as soon as they stepped into the room their bodies attracted each other as if they had magnets, they began to kiss each other with lust taking off their clothes like two hungry men.

“Wait, you bought condoms right?” marc asked with his eyes slightly watery from the excitement and his lips swollen from the kisses, valentino looked at him from above with some confusion.

“ah yes, yes. I left them in the bathroom, can I leave for a moment or are you that desperate for my dick?” he joked causing the younger to slap him in the arm.

He carefully closed the bathroom door and opened the small closet finding the box of condoms, he looked to the silver package for some time thinking about whether his next move was morally correct.

"Fuck it” he whispered and took the little package between his fingers making small holes in the surface, some of them go through the latex. When he was satisfied with his work he opened it and rolled it on his dick trying not to break it more than necessary (or in a way that Marc could notice)

Fortunately, the younger was so lost in excitement that he didn't even think about looking closely at his boyfriend's dick because all he wanted was to be fucked well as only valentino knew how to do.

They fucked twice that night, one more intense than the other and marc had more than two orgasms that night (yes, valentino eat him out after fucking him twice)

Both lays cuddled in bed enjoying the post-coital cloud valentino acting as the big spoon with his hands making circles on marc's belly. The older men hoped he had gotten him pregnant.

¿And Marc? Well, that little shit smiled on secret

You couldn't hide anything from marc marquez... the “innocent omega” was always one step ahead, but apparently valentino was unaware of this fact.

Marc wasn't ashamed of valentino masturbating him under a table while they were having dinner with other riders.

He didn't mind showing the boys of the academy those hickeys that valentino left on his neck that were too visible to anyone.

He wasn't modest when he walked around the ranch in shorts, revealing the teeth marks on his thighs. He didn't even cover himself when uccio looked his thighs with horror (sometimes he even opened his legs, so the other omega could look his marks in detail).

With all this in mind, it was kinda cute for the younger one that Valentino thought he could hide something from him, that he could manipulate his body to the point of getting him pregnant “by accident.”

He knew about valentino making holes in the condom that night.

In fact, marc decided to get ahead of himself once again and stop taking his birth control as soon as he perceived Vale's desire to breed him.

Because Valentino Rossi was so transparent in Marc Marquez eyes.