It's nice to see you here! I'll tell you a little bit about this group!
~Wombs n Manwombs~
Is a group dedicated to all things that have to do with pregnancy,babies,and mothers,of course with our silly title,
It means of all sexes and species.
But of course we have rules,does,and don'ts.
THIS IS NOT,I REPEAT,IS NOT.
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Sierra: New Beginnings - Part 3Sierra: New Beginnings - Part 3 by geckoguy123456789
Did you know you're not supposed to fly when you're pregnant?
Kinda wish somebody had told me that.
Everyone at the airport, from the woman at the baggage check to the TSA workers to the flight attendants and up, looked at me like I was trying to get on the plane while on fire. Even some of the other passengers stole glances back at me as we boarded. One older flight attendant made a joke about charging me for an extra carry-on. I laughed. It was embarrassing.
Getting everything set up was a piece of cake, honestly. I was afraid it would take too long and I'd be too far along to travel, but the Sydney office needed somebody there yesterday, so it only took a few weeks to get booked, packed, and on the plane. My pup was pretty much about to kick the door down to get out of me and I doubt the stress of travel was any help to that. But if I was going to give birth, I didn't want to do it alone. It was Maria
Sierra: New Beginnings - Part 2Sierra: New Beginnings - Part 2 by geckoguy123456789
So...this is a little harder than I thought.
There's been a lot of luck going around the past few months. Some of it bad, some of it good. I guess what's important is, well, I'm doing it! It's been about five or six months since Josh left and I get the feeling I'm doing better without him than with him. It's mostly that, a few weeks ago, I finally got the big lucky break I'd been hoping for and actually got hired out of my internship! I know it's what's technically supposed to happen, but no one I know actually any success with that kind of thing. I'm still pretty bottom-rung here, mostly working the front desk and doing some easy filing and data management stuff, but I still get in a lot of time drawing and designing. Hell, at least I'm getting paid for it, now. The truth is, they know I can do more, but I don't think my bosses really know what to do with me right now.
So, the other thing. Yeah
Sierra: New Beginnings - Part 1Sierra: New Beginnings - Part 1 by geckoguy123456789
I was lying backward on the bed, paws propped up on the pillows, and staring up at the ceiling fan. My brain was pretty dead at the time, or at least buzzing like static, so the first thing I thought of was How hard would it have to spin to fall off the ceiling? It was such a stupid question, but I followed down that train of thought for a while. Did factories do tests of how fast a fan would have to spin before it collapsed? Or is that the architect? Could the blades cut something? Maybe not a finger, but a hotdog or something? Maybe that's some kind of calculation, then. 'How fast can we make this fan without it being able to cut someone's head off?'
I sighed, closing my eyes. It wasn't working. Big events have a habit of taking over your entire brain for a while, don't they? You sort of shuffle through the day, half of you stuck in a little pocket somewhere trying to work out what to do. Of course, good things get you excited, bad things
The Positive Test (One-Shot)DISCLAIMER IN ADANCE: Transformers belongs to Hasbro, and "Anaconda" belongs to Nikki Manaj. All I own is the story. Thank you.The Positive Test (One-Shot) by MetallicGirl
Megatron was tired when he got back to base one evening. It was the middle of July and scorching hot! When it reached almost 100 degrees here on Earth, he had to be careful to not let his systems overheat. Most likely he'd released an astroliter of coolant collecting energon that day, possibly more. Talk about a planet with a faulty axis! It reminded him of when he worked in the mines on Cybertron, where his place of employment had no air-conditioning.
When he entered the living room, Starscream greeted him with a cheeky smile. The twins appeared to be taking their afternoon naps; Starscream was watching TV, feet propped up on the coffee table; Sapphire, their three-month-old daughter, was snoozing in his arms.
"Hey, big guy." Starscream smiled. "How's your day?"
"Way too hot," Megatron told him miserably. "I wish summer was over."
Bringing Life-NecroScriv-SinScrivenerBringing LifeBringing Life-NecroScriv-SinScrivener by ZipZap1313
"Range, whatever is the matter?" Kyle asks me as I stand there with the wildest feelings EVER coursing through my old veins. I look to the Dear Boy and his pair who's found me this way with Noll who's emotions are JUST as extraordinarily wild as mine, and I whisper with barely a breath what wondrous news has just graced my very out lived life, "Dear Boy.. I.. I've created.. Life!"
'An hour or so ago'
Knowing he would be fine, even with his age now out there in the Magical Realm studying his Master’s degree with Sigmund at the local Library, I relaxed within my chair as Noll himself, basked in the sun in cat form.
We were giving each other space from our previous liaison, no quarrels, no snappings, just space to relax and recharge and it was fondly enjoyed in the same room as the other. So it wasn't a surprise when the Dear Elf called me out of my latest novel fix and out into the living room, towards where he lay basking.
I smile a
Kymund Sigle-SigKyle-SinScrivenerKymund SigleKymund Sigle-SigKyle-SinScrivener by ZipZap1313
My ‘Mum and Da’, Scrivener Elf and Necronomicon respectively, said this morning that I looked rather under the weather and assured me, one of them would tell my Professor this but I declined.
Since returning to Milkweed, I’ve kept up both schools and haven’t missed a day if I dared. This little bug in me wasn’t going to stop me, and I told them I’d be fine.
However, as the day progressed, even my Professor noticed my supple change and pulled me after his class was over and here we stood together in his empty classroom, his honey amber eyes upon my ashen, pale freckled face, his voice thick with concern.
“Mister Blood-Worth Thomason, if I’d known you felt so ill I’d had hoped you’d at least say something instead of come.”
“Sir, I’m… I’m fine; just a bit nasty feeling is all… Might be a bug from my school chums back home. I wouldn’t miss a chance to redeem myself as the stud
Someone Is Waiting Warnings: Mpreg, Alistair x Zevran Arainai.Someone Is Waiting by Persephone-Almana
Summary: Alistair can't sleep since the baby is constantly kicking him at night.
Alistiar couldn't sleep, well he was sleeping before but not entirely. He was staring up at the ceiling of the bed, glancing down at his giant orb that has grown over the months, he slowly glided his hand over the bump trying to calm the child within. But that sadly didn't work, he winced as another kick went to his stomach, deciding that it would be hard to get the baby to sleep he carefully gotten himself in a sitting upright position and was careful not to wake up his lover, Zevran.
He gave a silent sigh, he didn't had a good nights rest in about a month or so due to the child's restlessness these days. Zevran always gave a laugh about it saying that the child was exciting to meet them, that didn't make Alistair laugh he was pretty much serious about how he didn't like the child kicking him.
"Your up again, mi amor." Zevran said, sleepily