Hello there! I am Goomy and I’m an avid writer in fandoms. I mainly write mpreg based content as well. I do not interact with anyone who is going to be rude- so if you don’t like what I post then hide my blog, don’t report it. Also DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE A MNOR. I am 26 years old!!
As for fandoms I’m comfortable writing are:
My hero academia
Haikyuu
Jujutsu Kaisen
911 and 911 lone star
Hazbin hotel
Hevulla boss
Dungeon meshi
Genshin (rare, never played but know a few characters)
Heated Rivalry
Arcane
The Pitt
One piece (live action)
Project Hail Mary
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Content that will be written on here is mainly mpreg birth but other things will be written as well. All characters are trans unless stated otherwise in rare gender bent scenarios. For the most part this is SFW, very rarely will I upload nsfw stuff tbh
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All characters are 18+ for fics, I will write most pairings. Requests are always open as long as the ask box is open. Though requests will be slow to be posted, I work on them as I feel the motivation to, so please do not rush me to finish them. If you request a fandom I’m not familiar with, I likely won’t complete it.
Author’s note: hiii anon, I hope you enjoy this! Admittedly I’m a bit out of the loop since I’ve been writing a lot of RP fics recently, but PHM is a huge hyperfixation of mine rn, so I couldn’t resist hehe.
Ryland Grace wasn’t expecting to survive the apparent suicide mission to save his planet. Let alone now live freely on an alien planet and be carrying twins.
The pregnancy in itself had been difficult, having to rely heavily on his cane more with the growing babies on the way.
He had been watching the latest symptoms closely. The sudden shift in weight, the way his bump dropped, the irritating pains radiating through his stomach and lower back.
He was definitely going into labor.
At first it was just mild symptoms, but as the day wore on, they were getting stronger and stronger.
While he usually enjoyed the other’s company, he had calmly explained to them that he was going to labor alone.
So that’s where he was, seated on his bed, trying to breath through another painful contraction.
Sweat beaded on his forehead as the contraction peaked harshly.
“Ohhh.. okay okay.” He breathed out, cradling the bottom of his tight belly as he slowly tried to stand, but the pressure was too much.
“Ow ow— okay.. no standing.” He hissed, quickly lowering himself onto the bed once more.
Trying to scoot back took a few moments, his back braced against the headboard.
He figured he’d be pushing soon, considering the fact that the contractions were basically on top of each other now.
Leaning his head back, he closed his eyes- getting momentary relief and quite grateful for it.
At least until the next contraction began and he felt the sudden increase in pressure on his hips and the urge to push.
“Oh— uh wow okay.. I’m.. I’m actually about to deliver a baby..” he muttered to himself, shifting so his knees fell to his sides, but were still slightly propped up.
As the contraction peaked, he bared down- not fast, just enough to feel the baby engage further.
As the contraction let up, so did he. While he didn’t know much about childbirth, but he figured it wouldn’t be productive to push without a contraction.
He honestly wasn’t sure how long he pushed for, it could’ve been minutes, it could’ve been hours. Time didn’t really process during the pain he was feeling.
Something suddenly shifted though, he could feel a burn between his legs.
“Oh.. oh!” He whimpered, trying to blow out a few frantic breaths, turning slightly to grab the mini hand held mirror on his bedside dresser.
He slotted it between his legs, making himself look down.
“Holy crackers-“ he blurted out, he was definitely seeing a head.
Tears were welling up in his eyes now, that was his baby!
As another contraction started, he gave another push, grunting and whimpering in pain as the head came free completely.
“Ow ow ow! Gosh darn it!” He hissed, leaning his head back.
He wasn’t expecting the shoulders to come free so fast, it happened in less then two pushes.
“Oh! Oh- hello.. hello my little star-“ Grace choked out, cradling the crying baby to his chest.
“Look at you..” Grace laughed wetly, draping a towel over the baby.
“Welcome to Erid little guy.. you are gonna love it here..” Grace kept talking, glad it seemed to be calming the first born down.
Grace was glad to get a few minutes of rest before the contractions started up again.
Grimacing, he carefully placed the first born into the crib Rocky had made.
“Okay little guy.. I gotta deliver your brother or sister-“ He breathed out. With his body more open, he could feel the second baby drop down faster.
Shifting to sit on his hands and knees, he gave an experimental push, gasping as he felt himself open up.
“Impatient huh?” Grace mumbled, reaching to cradle the second twins quickly emerging head.
Grace knew he had to take this slow, not wanting to risk any injury.
Blowing out a shaky breath, he squeezed his eyes shut.
“Oh!” He whimpered as the head suddenly popped free.
“Wow.. you remind me of my students right before they’d get off on summer break..” He muttered.
The baby didn’t seem to slow down any, the shoulders turning just in time for Grace to catch the second born.
Moving to sit back, he let out a shaky laugh. Cradling the fussing baby to his chest.
“Hey- hey..” he whispered.
“Oh another boy huh? Two sweet little stars..” he cooed.
With some slightly difficulty and a bit maneuvering, he had both boys curled up on his chest. Quietly admiring the two babies with a wide (but tired) smile.
“Everyone here at Erid is gonna love you guys so much.” Grace muttered, excited to teach and raise his boys in the Erid culture.
sorrry for overwhelming you with all the asks, I knew I had put too much but I knew you'd get to them eventually- I do apologize, are you alright? feeling better? I do really like your fics, er. . . mini fics?
anyway I would like a phm of grace having twins alone
Totally okay! I’m doing okay!! Thank you for the request! I’ll def work on it this request asap ❤️
sorry T.T, didn't realize it was overwhelming you, dw I shall be patient for your work! (I know it's gonna be good as always!)
Still, I do apologize. Are you alright if you don't mind me asking?
Aw it’s alright!! I’m okay!! I had went on a lil trip to see friends then got hit with a cold 🫡 having chronic illness kinda made it worse, and it’s been hard to shake so my energy levels are kinda in the gutter atm 😅
I fear as though I need to make a PSA for this blog:
So right now- I have 9 requests sitting in my ask box and quite frankly? I am very overwhelmed and burnt out on the media. I do enjoy writing one piece and dungeon meshi, but after writing it over and over- I simply cannot rn.
With that being said, I am not taking requests for those fandoms at the moment. The requests in my ask box will either be tossed or worked on at a later date.
I am keeping the ask box open because there are other fandoms I enjoy writing for, right now my main three are: The Pitt, Good Omens, and Heated Rivarly.
If you do end up requesting something from one of my other fandoms, please please PLEASE do not send in asks over and over and just be patient. I am only one person running this blog and right now I’m also sick, dealing with a lot of mental health things and a cold.
I promise I’m not mad or going to attack anyone, I am just VERY tired 😅
for your writers block, jujutsu kaisen with sudden rapid preg with gojo and getou? and they're rushing to get back home before the kids come?
Just answering this ask to say that atm I’m not writing for Jujustu Kaisen- I kinda fell out of the fandom (one day I’ll watch s3-), and I also don’t write rapid preg. I apologize 😅
Okay so I’ve gotten a huge influx of one piece & dungeon meshi requests. While I love both fandoms, I fear these have hit with me a writers block entirely.
I will TRY to upload at least one or two of the requests from my ask box, but the rest might not be answered, or if they are- it’ll be at a much later date tbh 🫡
Dr. Michael 'Robby' Robinavitch was used to long days in the ER, but today seemed to drag on.
His stomach was cramping horribly, which he assumed was just from very mild food posioning he may have picked up. His back also ached, but he figured that was just from the long shift in the ER. It was rare he got to sit down anyway.
At the moment he was leaning against the nurses desk, taking in a few slow breaths as his brows furrowed.
“Robby? Ya doin’ alright?” Dana asked from where she stood, eyeing the other. He certainly didn’t look alright.
“What? Yeah- I’m fine.” Robby nodded, moving to stand up straighter.
Just as Dana was about to protest, she was called for.
“Ya don’t look fine!” She spoke before disappearing with other nurse.
Giving a slight eye roll, Robby shook his head. Since he didn’t have any patients, he decided for a very quick bathroom break.
Shutting and locking the stall, he had settled down. Grimacing as another harsh cramp took hold, this time followed by sudden pressure and a small pop.
“What in the hell?” He huffed out. Certainly he didn’t just piss himself? Did he?
Confused, he was about to grab some toilet paper to wipe his wet thighs, but another much much stronger pain hit.
This caused him to double over with a small cry, his body working solely on instinct now.
Why was he pushing?!
Forcing himself to part his trembling legs, he had awkwardly stood in the small cramped stall, one arm supporting most of his weight against the stall wall.
Closing his eyes tightly and biting down on his lower lip, he finally forced himself to check.
He had delivered plenty of babies in the ER before, but he wasn’t expecting to possibly be delivering one himself here in the goddam bathroom.
Feeling the very top of the babies head, his hand quickly jerked away.
“Fuck-“ he hissed, finally forcing himself to use his other arm to grab his phone and press Dana’s number.
“Robby?!” Her voice came through the speaker, confused.
“Dana..” He panted. “I need.. I need- OB.. in the bathroom now” He managed before the next pain took over, almost dropping his phone to the floor as he saw stars.
“What? OB? Why would…” Dana trailed off, immediately dropping her phone into her scrub pocket and whirling around to the two residents stationed at the nurses desk.
“Whitaker! Come with me! Bring anything fabric, Santos! Call OB and tell them to gef their asses here now!” she barked out before rushing to the bathroom.
Whitaker was confused, grabbing a nearby blanket as he passed the cart, quickly following.
“Robby?” Dana’s voice echoed in the bathroom.
Robby couldn’t exactly speak, in the midst of trying to pant through the crown of a very unexpected baby.
Though he did manage to unlock the door to the stall as Dana rushed over, Whitaker right on her heels.
Poor Whitaker quickly held the blanket up enough to give Dana and Robby at least a bit of privacy, turning his head so he wasn’t staring right at Robby.
“Jesus Christ Robby!” Dana scolded, crouching down as she moved Robby’s trembling bloody hand away from the now fully emerged head.
“I didn’t know-“ Robby panted out, his entire body shaking.
“Well no shit!” Dana huffed, carefully feeling for the cord, praising god it wasn’t around the baby’s neck.
“Okay Robby, gimme one big push for the shoulders alright?” She spoke, glancing up at Robby as he nodded.
Eyes squeezed shut, Robby bared down hard into his chest as the shoulders came free, quickly followed by the body.
“Oh there ya are!” Dana laughed as Robby awkwardly crumpled back down onto the toilet seat, unable to stay upright any longer.
After a few agonizing seconds, the baby let out a loud cry just as the head of OB came in with a wheelchair.
“Oh my god-“ They blurted out, taking in the scene.
“We need some help over here!” Dana snapped, giving a harsh glare.
A second nurse had came in, a little stunned as well. But with a bit of careful maneuvering and a few lively curses from Robby, they had gotten him and the baby into the wheelchair, quickly carting him upstairs.
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“I cannot believe ya managed to hide all that time little missy.” Dana cooed to the little bundle who was swaddled up in a hospital blanket. The nurse was absolutely smitten with the newest addition to the team.
“I can believe it.” Robby huffed from where he rested on the hospital bed. He was sore, having required stitches, but he was managing.
“To think I thought I just ate some bad food..” Robby couldn’t help but chuckle weakly, his mind still reeling from the days earlier events.
“Nah, this little gal is so much better than some shitty fast food. Aren’t ya sweetheart?” Dana cooed to the baby nestled into her arms.
you're fics are absolutely amazing! but make sure to make time for yourself! Take breaks! Drink water! stuff like that or whatever you do to relax idk.
Is it okay to ask for the anime versions of one piece? I'm just asking for curiosity and for future ideas-
Yes! It’s totally okay to ask, granted I’ve never watched it, but I don’t mind working with it!
can I have laios hiding his pregnancy while they're heading down the dungeon, but it's ruined by a slow birth as he kinda forgot he was pregnant, and the others have to help him?
Fandom; Dungeon Meshi
Word count: 600
TW: birth
Author’s note: sorry this is short, I haven’t written for dungeon meshi in awhile so I’m rusty. Decided to kinda add in Laios hiding his pregnancy for more drama tbh
Laios knew hiding pregnancy wasn’t the best thing to do, especially down here in the dungeon. There were many dangerous things down here after all.
But he had managed, at least until now.
The contractions had started much earlier in the day, increasingly getting more and more painful. But the party had just started to settle down for the night, camp set up, dinner cooking.
Everyone knew something was off with Laios when he didn’t seem excited about dinner.
“Laios?” Marcille asked, crouching down in front of Laios, a worried look on her face.
“Yeah? What’s up?” Laios asked, surprised he was keeping his voice so steady since he was in the middle of such a harsh contraction.
“Are you okay?” Marcille asked, she couldn’t quite place what was wrong and quite frankly, it was driving her nuts!
“Oh uh..” Laios trailed off, his cheeks flushed as he rubbed the back of his neck.
“Yeah, I think I’m just tired. It’s been a long day you know?” Laios finally spoke.
Marcille didn’t believe him, not at all. But for now she decided not to push the other, quite honestly she was tired too.
With that, the team had a tense dinner and started to get ready to rest.
Though Laios couldn’t rest with the contractions, he had decided to try to find somewhere close to labor by himself.
He was trying to walk, but had suddenly collapsed to his knees in the hallway as he felt another pain and heard a sudden pop, feeling a gush of water.
“Laios?” A familiar voice called out, Marcille coming into view again.
She was confused by the scene, Laios down on his knees, a rapidly growing puddle beneath him.
“Laios…” she whispered as it started to click.
“Are you having a baby?" she whisper yelled as all Laios could manage was a nod.
Gawking for a moment, Marcille felt like she could just pass out right then and there.
“Umm.. shit- shit!” She scolded, pulling Laios up.
For once he didn’t resist, quietly following her back to the camp.
“What’s going on?” Chilchuck groaned, not happy to be woken up.
“Laios didn’t bother to tell us he was having a baby!” Marcille huffed, Senshi’s eyes widening as he hurriedly started gathering water and what else they might need.
“What?!” Chilchuck yelped, paling as he watched Marcille tug Laios’s pants down and discarding them.
“I’m sorry— I didn’t want to ruin our trip-“ Laios groaned, his fingernails digging into the back of his legs as he panted heavily.
As much as Marcille wanted to scold him, she knew it wasn’t the right time.
“Do you need to push?” She asked, trying to figure out just how long Laios had been in labor.
Giving a shake of his head, he leaned his head back as he got a quick break from the contractions.
Letting out a heavy sigh, Marcille nodded. It was going to be a long night.
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A long night it was, Laios had been pushing for hours and the baby was just starting to crown.
Despite his lack off appetite, Senshi had managed to coax bits of water and food in him while he labored so he’d keep his energy levels up. Chilchuck was guarding outside of the camp and Marcille was trying to be a midwife.
“I think if you push again, the head will come out.” Marcille spoke quietly.
Laios groaned, trying to gather up enough energy.
As the contraction started, he bared down into his chest and held the push.
“Good good- ah!” Marcille gasped as the head was suddenly in her hands.
“Just breathe okay?” Marcille spoke, checking for a cord around the neck and grateful it was all clear.
Laios slumped back and nodded, breathing through a few contractions as the baby turned.
With one last push, the shoulders and body slid out.
Marcille was quick to get the baby situated on Laios’s chest. Not being able to help but let out a relieved laugh as the baby started to cry.
i adore youre fics, you're doing a hell of a good job!
Can I have dabi having a breach birth, or a difficult birth due to the wings, as he's alone while hawks is trying to find him.
Fandom: my hero academia
Word count: 400
TW: birth, slight birth complications
Author’s note: thank you so much for this request anon! and thank you so much for the kind words, it truly means a lot! I really hope you like this, it apologize it’s a bit short- it’s been forever since I’ve written MHA, so I’m a smidge out of practice honestly.
Dabi didn’t exactly have much to live for. Sure he had the league, but even then they didn’t matter that much, well besides Twice.
He was foolish to hook up with a pro hero, they hadn’t used protection which resulted in Dabi’s very unexpected and very difficult pregnancy.
He was supposed to meet up with Hawk’s tonight, but he found himself sqautting in an abandoned warehouse, breathing heavily through another contraction that seized his tight middle.
“Fuck-!” He grunted, quickly shedding off his jacket, his pants and underwear having been long discarded at this point.
He could hear his phone buzzing with incoming calls from Hawks, but he couldn’t be bothered to answer. Not while he was trying to push out a damn baby.
“Come on you little shit..” he hissed out through clenched teeth, warily reaching a hand between his legs.
He could feel himself bulge around the baby’s head, taking a moment to pant before he pushed with another contraction.
“Goddamn it—“ He breathed out, leaning his head back as he felt the head come free with ease.
He wasn’t sure if the baby had wings like Hawks, he hadn’t exactly gotten any medical care.
“Come on kid.. don’t make this harder then it needs to be-“ he spoke gruffly, trying to widen his stance as he pushed for the shoulders.
But they seemed to refuse to budge in his current position.
Letting out a low growl of frustration, his nails dug into the wall as he hauled himself up into a full standing position for more gravity.
One hand braced against the wall, the other reaching down to feel.
“Ah hell.. you do have wings..” he grunted, gingerly feeling around.
Taking in a deep breath, he gave another deep push as the first shoulder popped out.
“Oh son of a bitch!” He yelled, not expecting it to work.
“Fuck okay-“ he moaned, trying to gather the last bit of strength as he pushed and slightly tugged on the second shoulder that had finally came free.
Cradling the baby to his chest, he dropped to his knees as the baby let out a wet cough.
“Dabi?!” Hawks trilled, having finally found the villain.
Dabi looked up with a shaky grin.
“Heya Birdie..” Dabi huffed out.
“Holy shit-“ Hawks breathed out, crouching down in front of the other.
“Are you okay?” Hawks asked quietly as Dabi shrugged.
“Just pushed a big baby outta a tight spot, what do you think?” Dabi rose a brow as Hawks grimaces.
Hawks quickly shed off his coat to rest over the two.
“We got a little boy..” Dabi muttered as he glanced down at the baby.
Despite the rush of anxiety, hawks found himself smiling.
You don’t have to do mine cause idk if you write him, but I’d love a fluffy little oneshot for Buggy… Maybe late third trimester and dealing with his overbearing crew?
Fandom: One Piece (live action)
Word count: 200
TW: none, just Buggy being pregnant
Author’s note: hi friend!! Thank you soo much for requesting! I know this isn’t my best, but I wanted to give it a shot since you support me so much!
Buggy wasn’t expecting to become pregnant, but anything could happen out on sea!
The clown wasn’t exactly thrilled at the moment, his crew was driving him nuts. They had constantly been asking if he was alright- and quite frankly he wasn’t.
He figured he still had at least a few weeks of pregnancy left, but he was ready for the kid to come out!
“Ummm.. sir?” One of his crew mates spoke, trying to stand as far from Buggy as possible.
“What?!” The clown huffed as the crewmate grimaced.
“Do you want a drink? A snack?” The crew mate offered timidly.
This had Buggy’s attention now, he was a bit hungry and thirsty, but just hadn’t had the energy to really get up and get anything.
“Yeah! Get one of those uhh.. fancy juices— no alcohol of course, can’t hurt the little jester.. and one of those snack trays!” Buggy nodded, watching the crewmate disappear.
Huffing softly, he slowly sank down into the chair, glancing at his swollen middle as he felt another kick to his palm.
“Eh ya like being called the little jester huh?” Buggy grinned, feeling another kick as he leaned his head back.
Having heard the sound of the door open, he glanced up. The same crewmate carefully set the food and drink down.
“Just call for one of us if you need anything okay?” The crewmate tried to force a little smile.
“Yeah sure, I’m fine!” Buggy waved them off, starting to eat.
As much as he wouldn’t admit it, he was a bit appreciative of his crewmates during this unusual (but kinda fun) chapter in his life.
think you can try live action Sanji giving birth to triplets? and the crew being supportive?
Fandom: One Piece (live action)
Word count: 800
TW: birth
Author’s note: hi anon, thank you so much for this request! I adored doing this! I hope you like it!
The usual rocking of the boat would calm Sanji’s nerves, but not during this particular situation. Despite his crewmates, being out at sea could get lonely- primarily in the romantic sense.
So the rare time they hit up port and had a free night, he had gotten drunk- which in turn resulted in his pregnancy.
Chopper had been doing as much care as possible, estimating he had at least triplets from the heartbeats he could hear.
The thought was daunting, especially now that he was deep in the throes of labor.
Thankfully his crew mates stepped up. Zoro offers support, allowing Sanji to hold his hand and squeeze. Nami wipes down his face and neck with cool cloth when he’d get overheated.
Even Luffy and Usopp were hard at work above deck, making cribs for the babies.
“How are you doing Sanji? Another contraction?” Chopper asked, somewhat hovering near the laboring male.
Sanji looked up as he heard the question, giving a small nod. His eyes were half lidded, grip tightening on Zoro’s hand as the contraction peaked.
Chopper had resumed his pacing, little hooves clicking on the floorboards. When he agreed to go with pirates and be the ships doctor, he wasn’t expecting to be a damn midwife! Though.. there was a first for everything he supposed.
“Mm..” Sanji moaned, shifting slightly until he was on his hands and knees, a old towel beneath him.
“Easy easy..” Zoro muttered, quickly following the other to the floor, Nami doing the same.
“I have to push-“ Sanji moaned quietly as both Nami and Zoro looked at Chopper.
Chopper bit back a noise of nerves, knowing it wasn’t wise to upset Sanji.
“Okay umm..” Chopper tried to think, he hadn’t exactly delivered a baby before.
“Bare down into your chest-“ he finally spoke, as Sanji nodded.
The cabin was quiet as Sanji pushed besides a few mutters of praising from Nami and Zoro.
“Augh-!” Sanji suddenly whined out after another push, eyes widening at the sting.
“What’s happening?” He whined, not being able to see.
Chopper swallowed thickly, willing his nerves to die down as he took a peak. “Oh-!” He yelped. “The baby is crowning—“ Chopper explained.
Sanji grunted in return, panting and whimpering as more of the head eased out.
Despite his small size, Chopper had a careful grasp on the emerging baby.
Sanji moaned as he felt the head suddenly come free.
“Oh!” Chopper whispered, eyes wide. “Good job Sanji.. there’s no cord around the neck. Just wait until the baby turns okay?” Chopper explained as Nami grabbed a towel.
Sanji nodded, his hair falling into his face as Zoro gently brushed it away.
As the first baby turned, Sanji grunted and gave a deep push as the shoulders and body slipped free.
Chopper was quick to place the baby into Nami’s awaiting arms.
“Come on.. come on-“ she whispered, rubbing the baby’s back as the little boy let out a sudden wail of protest.
“You have a son Sanji-“ she smiled, fighting back tears.
“That’s great and all- but his siblings want to come out now-“ Sanji huffed.
Chopper had made sure Sanji hadn’t suffered from any injuries before Sanji started to push again.
With his body more open now, the second baby was quick to move down.
“Fuck-!” Sanji gasped, trying to widen his stance as Zoro offered a sip of water.
“Just pant the baby’s head out, baby is moving quickly.” Chopper explained, applying counter pressure so Sanji wouldn’t tear.
Grunting, Sanji panted, his hands balled into fists.
Whimpering softly, his hips jerked as the head suddenly came free completely.
“Good job!” Chopper praised as Nami grabbed another towel from the small pile.
“Just like last time, keep breathing til they turn then you can push-“ Chopper explained.
Sanji gave a tired nod, doing as told, grimacing and gritting his teeth as he felt the baby turn.
With one last push, the second baby had slipped free, Chopper hurriedly placing them into Nami’s free arm.
“Another boy!” Nami announced as she got the second baby to cry.
“Great—“ Sanji panted, going a bit slack against Zoro who rubbed his back.
“Do you still feel contractions?” Chopper asked as Sanji nodded.
“These damn kids are impatient..” Sanji laughed weakly.
He had moved to sit back against the wall now, his legs dropping to his side as he groaned.
“I’m pushing—“ he gasped, fingernails digging into the back of his thighs.
Having an easier time sitting in front of Sanji now, Chopper coached him through the final birth.
Which felt like the quickest, within two pushes the head was crowning.
“One more push!” Chopper called, not being able to help but feel a surge of excitement.
“Fuck!” Sanji growled out, tired and quite frankly over this whole thing.
Giving one last push, the baby slipped free, into choppers arms.
Instead of placing them in Nami’s now full arms, Chopper laid the third baby on Sanji’s chest.
“Oh holy shit-“ Sanji laughed breathlessly, rubbing the baby’s back as he heard that beautiful first cry.
“A girl eh?” He grinned, allowing Nami to lay her older brothers on his chest as well.
“Hey! I’m finally not out numbered!” Nami laughed as Sanji grinned.
“Yeah, ya got three new crew mates.” Sanji smiled.
if you don't mind, what things are you currently into at the very moment?
Also your fics are absolutely amazing I want more, but only when you want to, do so at your own pace! hell yeahhhhh
Aw thank you so much! 🥹
Right now I’m really into the live action one piece, heated rivalry, and haikyuu!! (Obvs the boys will be post time skip / college age if written)
think you can do laios mpreg birth fic? where he's having really big monster multiples cause he's a monster fanantic?
Fandom: dungeon meshi
Characters: Laios, Chilchuck
TW: monster preg, egg preg, egg birth word count: 500
Author’s note: soo.. this isn’t my best I’ll admit, but I’m honestly just trying to get through these requests and I was kinda struggling to think of what Laios could have.. so I went w/ ol’ reliable and used dragon eggs. Please do not report this post if you do not like it.
Laios knew being down in the dungeon was risky, there were many monsters down here after all. But with his fellow friends, adventuring had been exciting- fun even.
At least until tonight after they encountered a small dragon that they had slayed, and cooked the meat.
But now Laios was feeling off, his stomach cramping terribly as he sat by the fire.
Everyone else was asleep, so he offered to tend to the fire.
Hissing out lowly in pain, he had moved to stand up, making sure the fire was still readily available before he started down the dark path, hoping to find a place to use the bathroom.
A hand was resting on his slightly swollen middle.
Grimacing, he had leaned into the wall with a low grunt of pain.
“Oh fuck—“ he hissed, eyes squeezed shut.
“Laios?” Chilchuck called warily, having awoken and realized their leader was missing.
“Yeah?” Laios called out, his voice strained.
After a few moments, Chilchuck had appeared with an extra lantern.
“Uh—“ Chilchuck blinked, taking in the scene. “Are you… okay?” He asked.
“Umm.. I’m not sure-“ Laios admitted, giving a sheepish grin.
“What do you mean you aren’t- why.. is your stomach so swollen?” Chilchuck noticed the other’s swollen and seemingly low sitting middle.
“Well- that’s what I’m not sure about..” Laios admitted. “I think… something was off with that dragon-“ he frowned.
“What.. do you mean off?” Chilchuck frowned, not following.
“Umm- well I think it might be trying to like.. regenerate in my stomach or something-“ Laios explained before his face twisted in pain, letting out a small cry.
Chilchuck’s eyes widened, frozen in the spot he was standing as Laios hurriedly tugged down his wet pants.
“What are you doing?!” Chilchuck cried.
“I umm.. I think I’m pushing-!” Laios spoke.
“What?!” Chilchuck’s voice rose in panic.
“I think ummm.. the dragon like— regenerated into an egg or something!” Laios tried to explain, his body involuntarily pushing.
Chilchuck stared blankly, unsure of what to do or say.
Sure his wife had kids, but… not a goddamn dragon egg!
“Oh fuck—“ Laios’s little whimper pulled him out of his thoughts.
“Is it.. uhh—“ Chilchuck felt his stomach turn.
“Yes- it’s coming out—“ Laios panted, gingerly reaching down to check.
Grunting in pain, he took a moment to breath before trying to widen his stance. The egg was large, and it was quite painful.
“Oh god.. oh god..” Chilchuck whispered. “Should I get the others?” He choked out.
“N-no!” Laios’s voice rose as the egg slipped out to its widest point.
Chilchuck flinched and tried to advert his eyes.
Laios groaned, pulling in a breath before he pushed again, the egg sliding out and landing on the floor between his legs.
He didn’t really have time to react though, the pains were still present and his body was still pushing.
“There’s another one!” He groaned, startled as he tucked his chin into his chest.
“What?!” Chilchuck gasped, feeling like he was about to pass out.
Laila could hear Chilchuck panicking, but he was focused on getting the second egg out.
Grunting, he gave another push as it slid out to its widest point.
“Oh god..” Laios whimpered, tears welling in his eyes.
With one final push, the second (and thankfully last) egg plopped down on the floor.
Laios took a moment to gather himself, looking up at Chilchuck with wide eyes.
“Wow!” He breathed out.
“What the fuck?!” Chilchuck whispered, still shell shocked.
“I hope I never do that again.. even if it was kinda cool-“ Laios laughed sheepishly.
