An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), League of Legends
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Silco (Arcane: League of Legends)/Vander (League of Legends)
Characters: Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Singed (League of Legends), Vander (League of Legends), Viktor (League of Legends)
Additional Tags: its implied for Silco/vander, Flashback, Omegaverse, Season 1, Inspired by BoJack Horseman, BoJack Horseman References, prologue of sorts
Summary:
Life as an Omega was hard, especially if one was unfortunate enough to be born down in the depths.
Viktor held this opinion since he was a child, and he will never change it.
Watching his Dam struggle for life- he makes a promise that will never break
I've drawn so many big bellies lately, so I thought it was time to switch things up a bit (and to revisit Si//lco, whom I love.) Fat guys are great, but I adore the way a baby bump sticks out on a slim frame.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), League
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Jayce/Viktor (League of Legends), Silco (Arcane: League of Legends)/Vander (League of Legends)
Characters: Naph (League of Legends), Viktor (League of Legends), Amaranthine (League of Legends), Jayce (League of Legends), Silco (Arcane: League of Legends)
Additional Tags: Slice of Life, Jayvik - Freeform, papa jayce and mama Viktor, even after all these years i still dont know how to tag, Naph is a good older brother, and Amaranthine is sleeping the entire time, Silco will make an appearance
Summary:
2 year old Naph Talis from Piltover is tasked to walk to his Fathers workplace to deliver the forgotten lunch. Its his first time doing an errand, a Zaunish tradition that Naph is determined to complete and make his mama proud!
I just recently read your Astarion Eggpreg fiction (loved it, enjoyed it, thought I hallucinated it when I tried to find it again cause I thought it was on Ao3, whoopsie), I ended up telling my friend about it cause, HELL YEAH. We both loved it.
We both wondered, tho, since Astarion got the Githyanki egg inside, well.. it's gotta come out at some point. Right? Or is that egg too stubborn to leave such a warm incubator?
ahh! so glad you both liked it <3 yesss. it should come out shouldn’t it? hmm.
did i get carried away? yes. is it long? yes. did it take me four *ahem* goes? yes. is it a bit unrealistic? well yeah. but here you go.
Varsh had left him there, tied up, belly stretched over the huge egg so tightly that his skin hurt. He could almost feel it creaking due to the stretch. The egg pressed on his organs so heavily he was struggling to take a proper breath. He was assaulted and left alone in pain, discomfort, fear. And still his cock was standing up, begging for attention.
Astarion was unsure how much time had passed. He only knew the lust he felt deep inside him. It peaked every time he looked down at himself or placed a hand on his protruding belly. He wasn’t tied anymore, but he couldn’t command his legs to move.
After hours of quietly panting on the stone slab, the vampire finally mustered enough strenght to try to sit up. He pushed himself up with one arm, the other one cradling his belly.
”Oahh…” he moaned as he struggled to bend his torso. When he managed to sit up, he was instantly overcome with an intense orgasm as his belly pressed down on his hard cock. Astarion bucked his hips up, thrusting into the underside of his stomach while a wild shout escaped his throat.
He was almost delirious. Eyes half-lidded as he gazed upon his grotesquely bulging middle. Despite having come just a few minutes prior, feeling the uneven surface of the egg through his skin had his cock hard again in no time. He had to get it out of him. But first he had to escape.
The elf moaned as he hopped down from the stone table, feeling the egg shift inside his belly. It felt so heavy. It was grinding painfully against his pelvis. Moving his hips in circular motion eased the pressure a little bit. Astarion grabbed the bottom of his belly, trying to take some of the weight off of his hips and spine, and started looking for a way out. He was in a different cave than previously. There seemed to be only one door, which was locked. The ceiling was high and if Astarion wasn’t imagining, there was sunlight streaming in at the very top, behind a high ledge.
He had to climb. The man didn’t even try to surpress his whimpers and moans as he forced his tired legs to start making the way up the rocky wall. Grabbing onto the rocks was easy enough, they were jagged and secure, but he was unable to keep his body close to the wall due to his huge belly. More than once he scraped the peak of the dome against the sharp rocks and cried out in pain.
He was just one more cliff away from the ledge now. His whole body was shaking. It felt wrong to move his legs in such wide movements as it felt like the egg would fall right out. But it stayed secured just above his pelvis. How had the gith managed to lodge it inside worried Astarion.
As he pushed himself up the last ledge, he gasped in relief. There was a small crevice with light streaming through. He scrambled towards it, belly bobbing up and down with his movements, and slipped in between the rocks. It was a tight fit to begin with, and halfway through his belly was pressed against the wall so tightly Astarion started to worry that he would not make it. He held his belly, trying to push against it to slim it down. The hard egg pressed on his insides so painfully and his skin was dragged raw against the stone. After struggling for a time, he made it.
He had no idea where his party was, and to be frank he didn’t need them seeing him like that. He set up camp, made a fire to keep himself warm in the cooling night and sat down to massage his aching belly. His abdominals had cramped against the fierce stretch for some time now.
”Shit. How will I get it out?” The vampire groaned, pushing against the rock-solid mass inside him. His cock hadn’t softened even for a minute during the whole day and at this point he was only having almost painful dry orgasms.
He had to try something. He got up and started walking around the camp, moving his hips back and forth, feeling the egg grind against his narrow pelvis. He tried pushing down on his belly, attempting to force the egg down towards his entrance, he walked, lied down, squatted, got on his hands and knees, but nothing made the egg budge. It was stuck inside him. He would try again come morn.
It took him over two weeks to find him. The camp wasn’t too far from the creche. It was dark already when The Dark Urge, Reidan, crept into the light of the fireplace. Reidan had watched him for a few hours now, mouth watering as Astarion had moved his hips moaning. In pain or pleasure, he didn’t know. The vampire was currently on his hands and knees, fingers reaching behind himself blindly. The angle seemed difficult, but he had managed to push four fingers inside his anus.
”Do you need help?” Reidan asked, his voice dripping with lust. Astarion startled, flinched away and revealed his unnaturally swollen, hard and lumpy stomach. He looked like a woman way past her due date to deliver a child. As he recognised the dark elf standing in front of him, he relaxed.
”I got the githyanki egg…” Astarion stated matter-of-factly, bringing his hand to his belly. It had grown significantly in those couple of weeks. He hadn’t been able to get it out.
Reidan reached down to press his hand against the solid mass inside Astarion, and groaned loudly. ”Good job. Now let’s get it out of you.”
The dark elf coated his whole hand with oil, patted Astarion’s cheek with his clean hand, and pushed four of his long fingers easily inside the vampire. Astarion let out a loud moan. He was on his hand and knees, one hand holding his heavily hanging stomach. The second Reidan’s fingers entered him, his hips were bucking desperately.
”Please…” Astarion moaned, cock dripping precum.
Reidan chuckled, pants tented, and started to push his thumb in as well. ”How much of the gith was in you when he inserted the egg? A whole hand? Two? Or did he use toys to stretch you?” Reidan asked, voice almost mocking. Astarion shuddered, he didn’t want to answer. Reidan removed his fingers, leaving the vampire whining as his ass clenched around nothing.
”Ahh… two! Two hands!” He yelped, voice pleading. Reidan nodded satisfied and without a warning plunged his whole hand inside Astarion. ”Ouhh!” The vampire shouted in extasy as his companion’s hand popped inside his passage. Reidan started pushing in deeper, his arm soon stretching Astarion’s rim.
Astarion was moaning and whining without shame, hips bucking and fucking himself on Reidan’s arm. His belly was shivering and at times it pressed against the ground as the vampire’s back arched so dramatically.
”Hnnnn it’s too much…” Astarion groaned as Reidan had both of his arms almost elbow deep inside his ass. His cheeks and legs were spread so open that the rock solid belly was now constantly touching the ground. His cock was rubbing against the belly constantly and he’d lost count on how many times he’d came.
Reidan exclaimed suddenly, stalling his movements. Astarion whimpered.
”There it is”, the dark elf hummed, his fingers running along the rugged shell of the egg. He smirked and gave a curious little push with his fingers. The reaction was instantenious.
”OH HELLS! Stop, please!” Astarion screamed as he felt his insides being forced higher when the egg moved even a millimeter up. Reidan pulled out.
”Have you tried pushing like you’re giving birth?” He asked the other man, who was panting exhausted on the ground.
”Yes I have tried pushing like I was giving birth!” At least his snark hadn’t waned. Astarion pushed himself up to sit on his knees. His anus felt like a cave. The belly resting on his legs was a tiny bit higher up.
”It’s probably facing up?” Reidan asked and Astarion stared at him perplexed. ”The egg. The pointy end is facing up?” The man’s fingers touched the point where Astarion’s belly started to round out from his ribs. He was right. Astarion nodded. ”Then we need to turn it around first. You aren’t gonna push it out the blunt end first.” Astarion paled, if possible.
The vampire was lying on his back on the cot. Reidan was knelt over him, hands gently placed on Astarion’s belly. It was unbelievable how large the pearly white skin had stretched. The man really looked like he was ready pop out a pair of twins. Only the belly was much higher and firmer, not sagging downwards but protruding outwards and upwards. Reidan’s mouth was watering. He placed one hand on the top curve of the dome and the other one the bottom curve. He looked at Astarion, who took a deep breath and nodded.
”Relax”, Reidan said as he started applying force on the other’s belly. Astarion let out a groan, and Reidan pushed harder. The egg didn’t budge. He pushed harder from the bottom, and pulled towards himself from the top, trying to spin the egg around.
”Oh hells…” Astarion moaned, eyes squeezed shut. Reidan pushed harder and Astarion whined: ”It hurts!” Reidan pushed harder, and suddenly the egg moved. Astarion yelled, it felt horrible. Reidan didn’t give him a break. Now that he’d gotten the egg moving, he kept the pressure on and slowly the egg rotated. Astarion was squirming in pain as the tapered end of the egg shifted to the side, and when he opened his eyes his belly was horribly disfigured as the egg was now completely sideways. For a second his belly was wider than it was tall. With a horrible lurch the heavy egg flipped the rest of the way so fast that Astarion couldn’t even scream. His mouth opened in a silent gasp.
”There we go. Now stand up!” Reidan commanded as if he hadn’t just made Astarion’s innards do a flip. Astarion was groaning as he forced his legs to move. He could feel the tip of the egg inside his pelvis and it made it impossible for him to close his legs.
”Aghhh…” Astarion moaned, holding his belly up from the bottom. It was now significantly harder as the larger mass was in the very top of his belly. ”Do I start shitting it out now?” The vampire hissed, tired and in pain. Reidan scoffed at him, but his lips turned to a smirk soon enough.
Astarion could hardly stand with the tip of the egg in his pelvis and his asshole gaping wide open. And still Reidan placed his hands on the top curve of his belly, and pushed down gently. ”I’m going to try to move it downwards. Gravity is going to help so you need to keep standing. Try to push”, the elf instructed and applied some more pressure. Astarion grabbed him by the shoulders to stabilise himself, spread his legs and bent his knees, and pushed. As he bore down, Reidan pressed down on his belly so hard the pain almost blinded Astarion. He howled as he felt the egg move down. It was spreading his pelvis open.
”Hnnnggn! It’s working!” The vampire gasped and pushed again. He adjusted his legs, ooening them more, and squeezed his eyes shut as Reidan pressed down again. ”Aughh!” Astarion moaned as the egg lowered again. Both of them were panting, cocks hard and leaking. The egg kept lowering gradually, and Astarion felt his hips creaking in protest as the huge mass ground against his pelvis as it tried to emerge. He feared it would be too big.
After some time the very tip of the egg was visible right behind his entrance. The rugged shell was pressing on his prostate so deliciously that his cock throbbed. But soon Astarion only yelled in pain as they pushed, as the egg seemed to have gotten stuck in his pelvis.
”Auhhh no! I can’t!” Astarion cried out as his legs wobbled. ”It’s gotten too big. It’s not coming out…” he was covered in sweat, face flushed and the bulge of his belly now significantly lower. He was so tired.
”Yes it will.” Reidan said matter-of-factly and placed his hands on Astarion once again. ”No! It hurts so much”, the vampire cried. He couldn’t move his legs due to the egg in his hips. ”You need to dislodge it. Wiggle your hips.”
”No!” Astarion was about to sink to the ground when Reidan grabbed his belly from either side and shook it violently. Astarion screamed his throat raw. He squeezed his eyes shut and forced his hips to follow the movement.
”Push!” Reidan yelled as he pressed down on Astarion’s belly again and while wiggling his hips back and forth he pushed. He could feel the egg grinding against his pelvis before it popped through with blinding pain. Astarion’s legs finally gave out and he ragdolled onto the ground. Holding his belly tightly he wept in pain.
”Good job…” Reidan said, kneeling down next to his companion. He touched Astarion’s swollen cock and the vampire gasped silently as he was hit by yet another orgasm. The egg was relentless against his prostate and his hips started bucking again against his will. Reidan loved the way the man’s belly rose as Astarion arched his back.
”Ahhhh it’s moving down”, Astarion moaned, still moving his hips. Reidan grabbed the man’s legs and opened them wide. Now he truly looked like a woman birthing. His asshole had started to open up around the tip of the egg. ”Good. Push.”
Astarion clenched his teeth and did as he was told. He grabbed his thighs and bore down with all his might. Reidan grabbed the top of his belly and pulled down towards the entrance. ”Ouhhhh oh hells it’s coming! It’s coming!” Astarion was yelling as the egg emerged from inside him. Reidan was watching with lust-filled eyes as Astarion’s rim stretched around the egg wider and wider and wider. It was already wider than his both arms combined.
”It’s huge!” Astarion exclaimed as he gulped air into his lungs before pushing yet again. Reidan was pulling with all his might and every passing minute he was sure the egg would pop out but every time it just kept getting wider. The rim around the rugged shell was starting to purple from the stretch, and every time a piece of jagged shell popped out Astarion’s cock twitched and the man moaned.
”Aughhh no! I can’t, it’s too big! It’s killing me…” the vampire’s hands flew to touch the giant thing stretching him open. Reidan didn’t think it was humanely possible to be that hugely gaping. He could have fit his head inside the other man by now.
”Ohhhh help me! Get it out!” Astarion was thrashing on the ground, hands massaging his belly, pushing down on it as he bore down. A guttural scream tore his throat as the egg reached its widest point and Reidan placed his palm against it. It would have popped out a second later but the drow stopped it.
”Stop it! Let me birth, please!” Astarion begged, moaning and bucking his hips. ”Let it come out! I need to give birth!” Reidan removed his hand and with a final push the egg exploded out of his anus.
Reidan had came untouched in his pants and was now left looking as Astarion’s gaping open, ruined ass without able to tear his eyes away. Astarion had passed out already.
I don't think MJ would risk another pregnancy after Mayday, but I had the ridiculous idea of Miguel and her both being heavily pregnant around the same time.
Peter definitely walked around in a lovesick daze for the whole 9 months to Miguel's chagrin (MJ has already been through it once).
Some much-needed fanart for my favorite a/b/o #kylux fic: Bodies, Can’t You See? by Sual! If you love Kylux and a/b/o (especially omega Hux) I highly recommend it, the characterizations are amazing, and the story just hits in all the right places!
aaaand we’re off! While he knew the risks of testing on himself, knew that it would get him pregnant if it worked; he was really expecting a normal, run-of-the-mill pregnancy. What he wasn’t expecting was for his useless lab assistant to accidentally mislabel the serums, leading to a mix-up between the serum designed simply to cure his infertility and a highly experimental and untested fertility booster. Oops.
as his belly gets heavier, it gets harder for him to walk, which is rather concerning… on the other hand, he’s starting to like it, despite himself. He never would have expected how strangely… good it felt to be heavy with offspring, his body rushing to accommodate with a new, fertile figure; as his hips widen and plump out and his formally flat breasts swell with milk.
and besides, he’d be lying if he said he weren’t excited for all the tests he’ll have to run after the growth subsides
his growth slows as the babies start to kick. If he had to guess how many he was carrying, he’d estimate it to be somewhere between 7 and 9. Either way, a nice rest and some belly rubs are in order
at last, the growth stops and the babies calm down. No longer panicking, he decides to wait out the last couple hours before his assistant gets in. In the meantime, he gently rubs his gravid belly to soothe both the children and himself, marveling at the feeling of the life packed in his overstretched womb; happy both with the surprise success of the serum and to have finally fulfilled his dream of becoming a parent (even if it came about in a somewhat unexpected manor.)
