Do you ever look at someone and think “yep.. that’s an omega.”

And that’s exactly what Steve will demand he do after he stops giving Eddie the cold shoulder for a few hours 😂😂

Tysm!! Your post gave me the idea to use Cheetos 👀 Eddie just needs to learn to zip it before he digs himself an even deeper hole 🤭

Hehe ty!!! 🤭💜 Poor Eddie has foot in mouth syndrome 😂

Yesssss, and Steve absolutely pounces on him as soon as he sees him, then scolds him for daring to sleep on the couch, even though Steve told him to

I used to be a children’s bookseller at B&N and did storytime four days a week, so I get what you mean!

Omg I can see that not going over well with roommates who aren’t into Steddie, omegaverse, mpreg, etc. but I would kill to see that, tbh 😂💜

Steve is a sap for his alpha, even when he’s annoyed with him. If he actually makes Eddie sleep on the couch, Eddie will wake up to Steve draped over him like a clingy puppy dog haha

Oh yeah, I do it with my door closed, after everyone is asleep, and very very quietly 😂

There’s definitely a major brain to mouth disconnect happening 😂😂 he’s trying, he swears! He’s just… digging a deeper and deeper hole every time he speaks 😂

He just keeps putting his foot in his mouth 😂😂

#steddie | Mpreg Monday

Steve and Eddie sitting at the park bench, snuggling together as they watch children playing in the playground. Both Alpha and omega have their hands on Steve’s heavily gravid form, feeling their pup make their presence known.

Steve laughs softly before looking up and

Eddie would hang off Steve like a koala when he's pregnant. Refuses to walk anywhere himself and he WILL cry if Steve doesn't let him try to crawl inside his skin. Good thing Steve is just as insane as him and cannot keep his hands off Eddie's bump, loves standing behind him and holding his belly up

just two buds whimpering into each others mouths nbd #steddie 🚬

From somewhere behind him, he
hears Steve growl, “I /heard/ that! Hope you like the couch, Munson, cause it’s where you’ll be sleeping from now until this pup is born!”

Shit. It’s going to be a long night… And an even longer two months… (17/17)

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Meet me upstairs in five,” he finally says, sweeping past Eddie and out of the room.

Eddie slumps against the fridge. “Jesus H. Christ, hormonal Steve is fucking terrifying..,” he grumbles. “He’s /always/ been a brat, but never like /this/. I miss my sweet, loving Omega…” (16/17)

Steve narrows his eyes. “Only if you join me. I can’t bend to wash my legs anymore. And after, I want a foot rub.”

“Anything for you, my love!” Eddie agrees without hesitation, fighting back a gag. Steve’s well aware that feet gross him out… Jerk.

Steve stares at him for a beat. “Fine. (15/17)

“So if you didn’t want to deal with my mood swings, maybe you should have kept it in your pants!”

Eddie’s back slams against the fridge, Steve jabbing a finger into his chest.

“You’re right, I’m sorry! Let me make it up to you! How about I go draw you a bath? How does that sound?” (14/17)

Steve stiffens, pulling away. “Oh, they /are/, are they?”

“Oh, shit, I said that out loud, didn’t I..?” Eddie gulps, backing away from the angry omega.

“Yeah, you did,” Steve growls, stalking towards him. “You’re the one who did this to me, Munson,” he says, waving a hand at his belly. (13/17)

You, Stevie. I’m so sorry. Forgive me?”

Steve sniffles but nods against his chest. “Yeah, I forgive you.”

Eddie breaths a sigh of relief, kissing the top of Steve’s head. He really can’t fucking wait for these mood swings to end; he swears they’re worse than walking through a minefield. (12/17)

As much of it as I want! So you /better/ not be sitting there judging me, Edward James Munson, or I /swear/, I will cut off your bal-“

“I’m not, I swear, baby!” Eddie rushes to reassure, pulling Steve into a hug. The omega fights him at first, only settling when Eddie scents him. “I love (11/17)

& testament is up to date… “No, sweetheart, absolutely not! I just meant-“

“I’d like to see /you/ deal with morning sickness, nausea, swollen ankles and the constant need to pee! So, yeah, when I /finally/ find something I can eat without throwing up, you bet your knothead ass I’m gonna eat (10/17)

Says before his brain catches up to his mouth. “You scarfed down four burritos the other day! You can /totally/ polish off that whole bowl yourself! I’m good, really!”

Steve puffs up, eyes flashing dangerously. “Are you calling me /fat/??”

Fuck. Shit. Eddie briefly wonders if his last will (9/17)

Waving the spoon away. “No, I- You enjoy! I don’t wanna take from you when you’re the one craving it!”

“We have more, silly,” Steve giggles, waggling the spoon at him, a bit of ice cream dripping off it and landing on his thigh. “Besides, I can’t eat all this myself!”

“Sure you can!” Eddie (8/17)

Eddie sweats bullets as he slinks closer to his mate, taking the spoon from him and eating the smallest possible bite he can, struggling to keep his face as neutral as possible. “Mmm, delicious!”

Steve’s face brightens. “Really? Here, have more!”

“Oh-“ Eddie coughs from the spicy Cheetos, (7/17)

Foods to help keep you both nourished and healthy and safe until she’s out in the world with us! I could /never/ be disgusted by that!”

Steve pouts grumpily, still looking like he doesn’t believe Eddie. After a moment, he holds a spoonful of ice cream and Cheetos out to him, quirking a brow. (6/17)

Flashing his tiny omega fangs in warning.

Eddie immediately backs off, hands up to show he means no harm. “You, my beautiful, gorgeous Stevie, have never and could never disgust me. You’re my mate, my partner, the love of my life. You’re carrying our pup, and your body is craving specific (5/17)

Trembling. “You think it’s disgusting. And- and /I’m/ disgusting for eating it! Is that it?!”

Eddie’s eyes widen and he frantically shakes his head. “No! No, of course not!” He steps closer, reaching out to soothe his hormonal omega, but Steve bristles, growling at Eddie and (4/17)

Happily, digging his spoon into his bowl so he can hold it out to Eddie. “Chocolate ice cream and flamin’ hot Cheetos! Want some?”

Eddie opens and closes his mouth, lost for words for the first time in… possibly ever. “I… I’ll pass. But you enjoy!”

Steve’s eyes fill with tears, chin (3/17)

Sweetheart. What, uh, what’ve ya got there?”

Steve looks up from where he’s sitting on the kitchen counter, swinging his legs. He’s got on his Hawkins Tigers basketball shorts and the matching t-shirt, his 7-month pregnant belly making them look even more indecent than usual.

Steve chirps (2/17)