#im not really an mpreg person but i hope this will help some people find a fic they like

[daddario]

If anyone is into mpreg, I was going through old links and found this community on LJ. It's an SPN mpreg rec list with many different ships (Wincest, Destiel, Sabriel, Sastiel, etc and gen) organized by the pregnant character. There are fics there that don't seem to be on AO3 so maybe there will be some stuff that's new to you. Hopefully some of you will enjoy this rec list!'

Edit: seems like some of these have been taken down. If there's anything you can't find on waybackmachine I recommend checking spnstoryfinders on LJ, you can often find PDFs or someone who can send you one on there.

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Codependency

(Kill Somebody Part Two Chapter Two)

🔪 Previous Parts Here 🔪

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, past abuse, baby fic, improper movie watch with kids, people watching, deep talks, past SA, talks of childhood trauma, mentions of abandonment, mentions of selling people, painful memories, finding alone time, smut (seriously a lot of it), d/s undertones, overtones, and everything between, dom Kells, sub Dom, grinding, fingering, spitting, degradation, desperation, self pleasure, control, begging, enemies to lovers ❤️‍🔥 Rating: explicit AF

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Dom was lounging on his sofa watching a movie with his sons when he noticed his mate acting strange. It started with the omega carrying a bag of something to the kitchen where he heard the fridge open for a few moments before it closed and he was stalking back to their bedroom with a determined look on his face. The man had been napping a little while before when Punk had woken up and Blain had asked if he wished to spend some time together. He thought it was a perfect idea but the longer he watched the door the more tense he felt. He thought his lover would take the excuse to rest more.

A few minutes later he exited the room, pushing their baby’s cot across the floor. Even though the child in question was resting between the two Brits, Colson kept moving it until he reached their roommate’s room. “Wha's he on about?” The teen asked, gently easing the infant into his hold to bounce him softly. It was almost second nature already and the sight warmed the sociopath’s heart.

Dominic shrugged and they both lost interest in the movie playing out on the screen in order to people-watch the other man. Maybe it was the personality disorder they seemed to share but humans were much more interesting than television. He didn't want to be obviously spying though so he tried to carry on a conversation, he found it easier to talk to the kid than most others. “You good wiv ‘im.” He smiled, nodding to his baby. Blain grinned back happily.

“I had a really good babysitter as a boy.” He explained simply. “I were young as fuck and my parents were bloody awful but sometimes they'd take me on business nights out and leave me wiv someone. It was probably the only good example I ever got but it stuck wiv me.”

Dom sighed deep, completely understanding what the boy was saying. He'd never had the good example but he had to be one so young. He'd had a small hope that Blain at least had a good mum but of course not. Omegas rarely got that. In at least that way, his mate was lucky. Thinking of the man he glanced back down the hall but Colson just breezed past them. He disappeared back into the bedroom only to walk by again with a bag over his shoulder. Strange. “I'm sorry you ‘ad to deal wiv tha'. It weren't fairs. You should ‘ave gotten good parents first off. Wha' ‘append to ya mum?” He was genuinely wondering because they worried that someone might come after the boy to take him back. Especially since they were working to get him his father's money.

“I don't really know. She were jus' gone one day. I don't know if he sold her or killed her or she ran off or died. Didn't matter much to me. He ended up with a cycle of girls. I'm jus' glad he didn't try for me. Talked about it a lot.” The blasé way the kid sounded made the Alpha's stomach roll. It was frequent enough to seem normal to some but after being pressured about his sister it made him sick. He had to look away to cover his eyes flashing from suppressed rage but he landed on his lover leaving Tom's room again to jog back to theirs. Alright.

“You deserved protection. We all fucking did.” He growled low and the kid gave him a gentle look as he pulled the baby higher, his fingers softly raising Punk's hand to wave it.

“Um, we got it. Fanks.” He was so sure of his words it calmed something dark in the Alpha's chest. As long as his family felt safe. That's all that mattered. “Silly Daddy ain't he? Yes he is. You tell ‘em!” Blain had a higher affect to his voice when he spoke to the little one that made the older man laugh. “‘Ow bad was it for yas tha’ you can't see you already keep us safe?” He didn't normally try to push but of course he wanted to learn all he could about the pair.

Darkness swirled in the killer's mind as he thought back to his childhood. He'd watched his mate open up for their boy not long before and he knew he needed to too. “Me dad didn't like ‘ow much a pussy I were or tha’ I were sick.” He started easy but got a scoff from the kid.

“You showed him, aye?” Blain teased, he wondered how the bastard felt about his hitman son. After all, that's how the omega found him. An underground helpline website that took him on a darker path until he found a questionnaire about how he was treated and by whom. It had taken a while to realize he was ordering a hit but by that point he was too lost in the promise of safety. He hadn't imagined it would end up with him as part of a family.

Dom snorted, the boy didn't know how bloody right he was. It took him a moment to work through what he felt alright saying and what was too much too soon. “He ‘ired a doctor to blow me when I was ‘alf your age. Wanker checked wiv a ‘special test’ if I were Alpha enough or broken. It was really jus’ a pedo shoving ‘is finger up me arse.” He couldn't look at his son's as he spoke, he just kept picking at a thread on the arm of the couch. “Dad figured I were broken cause I weren't after me own baby sister or any over young omega he brought around. When I didn't pop a knot by twelve he tried an escort next. When I fought back and refused to take ‘er… He beat me ‘alf to death and let ‘er do me. I left after. Reached puberty wiv’in a few monfs and stayed gone. When I ‘eard he beat me mum dead I couldn't leave me girls wiv ‘im.” He took a deep breath and finally met the boy's eyes. He didn't want him thinking there was any shame in overcoming all they'd been through. “He was me first. Bastard doc was next. Went on a bit of a rampage after I got a taste for it. I were trying to make it work wiv me sisters until I almost got caught. We ended up ‘ere and tha’ works for me.”

Blain swallowed hard and sneakily sniffed deep his little brother’s calming baby scent. It helped that it was mixed with the Alpha's who, even upset, always soothed him. “Wha’ happened to the girls?”

“I didn't fink I was good for ‘em. I provided ‘em wiv a good school and a lovely adoptive family but every time ‘ey saw me I were terrifying I guess. Too much water under tha’ bridge.” He didn't want the kid thinking there was something wrong with him and Punk that he kept them close but sent away his sisters and he hoped that helped explain. “I wouldn't be who I am now if not for Tom and Cols. I couldn't be who ya need.”

“I call bullshite Punkers, don't you?” Blain teased as he cupped the baby's head and pulled him close before passing him to Dom gently. “You was already you. You jus' needed help wiv love.”

Dom huffed softly but he took his youngest and held him against his chest. There was almost nothing better than those bright red eyes watching him like he was all that mattered. Of course he looked forward to the baby having his own eye color and hopefully at some point a name, but he wasn't in any hurry for either. Though his mate was obviously in one. Colson came back out and finally decided to grace them with his presence as the movie was rolling credits at the end. The Alpha couldn't say what it had really been about besides murder and blood and gore. On second thought maybe it wasn't the best for two boys but at least Punk would only notice the pretty colors.

“Give it.” Kells huffed, holding out his hands for their child.

“No. It's me turn. Go rest.” Dom teased back, holding the baby against his chest.

The omega arched a playful brow down at his lover. He had to remind himself the other man didn't know what he'd been up to. Tom stepped into the room and took a seat on the other sofa but the killer just stared up at his partner. “Tom is taking him for the night.” He said simply and he watched the wheels turn in the psycho's mind.

“Tom is?”

“Yes.”

“And not us?”

“Not us.”

“And we get…”

“Time alone. The whole fucking night.” Col smirked as his lover stood up but he didn't appreciate the one handed hold on his son.

“Milk?”

“Boob juice is in the fridge. Cot is in their room. Blain can help if he wants, hell he can keep him all night but no one has to. I'm not about to parentify anyone. Our door is unlocked in case they can't hack it but if I left it open I think we'd break about a million laws.” Kells smirked as the realization fully dawned on the killer. “I have faith in our family. Don't you?”

Dom kissed his son's forehead and handed him off to his older one. He barely even looked as he did and he tripped over his own feet to reach his mate. They'd been close since the day the omega backhanded him and were working on working their shite out. Mostly they could only find time to wank each other off or make out with heavy petting in the shower. “Really really?” He almost couldn't believe it but he forced himself to stop a moment and check in with Blain. He cleared his throat and only turned his head, the kid didn't need an eye full of his tented pants. Bollocks. “Fank you for talking wiv me.” He smiled but the boy just threw a pillow at his back.

“If you don't get the fuck outta here! We got my bruv, go bond ya freaks.”

The couple laughed as they stumbled back to their room but the moment the door closed the Alpha was pushed against it. He'd always known how much larger his lover was than him but Col had never really proved it so blatantly. His wild hair was gripped and his head tugged back so he had to look up at the other man. He felt a shiver go down his spine that he swore ended up in his dick twitching. “I think you promised me your wet cunt. You gonna be a good bitch for me?” The way the mob boss's voice danced over his skin almost had him shaking but he didn't want to be too needy too fast.

“I fhought ya wanted me fat arse.” He tried to purr but it came out breathy and trembling. When Colson groped a handful of said ass and pulled him flush against his throbbing cock he couldn't help but wonder if he turned the omega on this much.

“Oh baby, I'm gonna wreck every inch of you. After all, we got all fucking night.”

The Alpha wasn't expecting to get led by his hair and thrown face down on the bed but when he bounced against it and tried to roll over he was slapped on the ass for his trouble. A soft yelp escaped him that he'd probably deny ever happened but Col heard it and chuckled darkly. Every vibration of the omega's throat tickled over Dom's skin like silk. The killer paused, taking a deep breath before he tried to figure out what was allowed. He could feel himself watched, his instincts were on high alert, but he didn't hear the other man moving. “Should I strip?”

“Do birds fucking fly?” Something about the way Kells spoke felt like he was making fun of the other. The last time he'd hit the boy he'd degraded him too and part of Dom had really liked it. He wasn't sure how much he could handle though.

“Some don't.” He couldn't stop the snark but he got spanked for it again. He groaned and felt himself drool against the blanket where his cheek was pressed but he got to work carefully sliding off his shirt. “You gonna keep it up on bare skin?” He asked, his voice a bit small. Was he excited or terrified or both?

Colson growled, pushing his own sweats down before gripping the back of his lover's to rip them off his legs. The move was violent enough Dom’s ass bounced and he had to stop and admire how red his flesh was. He wanted to keep going until the younger man bled but he thought that might be too much, and it wasn't his goal for the night. “Look at you. Pretty pink virgin tight pussy. All for me.”

Did Dom reply? Did he stay quiet and try to obey? There weren't any rules yet really. Instead of attempting and getting spanked again he tried a different tactic. His hands shook and he laid flat and reached back to grope his own cheeks and spread them. It felt filthy and scandalous, Alpha's didn't beg to get filled but he was never a normal one. He tried to look over his shoulder to see if he was making his mate happy but he got distracted by just how gorgeous his partner was. The boss was in his element, even if in a way that hurt the boy he still could feel it. It was all for him now and it shouldn't matter who got to experience his lover before. He always knew Kells was tall but when he was feeling his own power and looking down at Dom like a snack he seemed like a giant. His hair was falling around his pretty face, his eyes were gold and intent, his mouth was parted as if he couldn't catch his breath with his mate. He was still soft in places but so many of his muscles were so obvious, he appeared every bit the Alpha he faked being for years. Even his cock was intimidating, hard and leaking a mess of precum at the tip. The only hint of omega on him besides his eyes was the wetness between his thighs and the scent served to make Dom an even bigger wreck.

The Alpha rut his dick against the bed without thinking and got a bare palm to hole slap for it. The sound was sharp and seemed to echo off the walls. Fuck he'd be bruised later, his mate didn't hold back. “Don't even try. If I think you deserve to feel good I'll tell you what the fuck you're allowed. Otherwise you wait for my command.” It wasn't a question but there was still one hidden among the demands. The killer knew if he said ‘no’ or ‘stop’ the other would. It made him feel safe- something neither of them were used to before they met. “So desperate to get fucked. Look at you. Such a fucking slut. Pathetic.” With hissed words the omega spit over his lover's exposed hole and watched as Dom clenched for him.

The Alpha wouldn't say again how that didn't make any sense- how could he be a virgin and a slut? He knew better, at least on that. He wanted his ass slapped again but by his mate's balls, not his hand. He wouldn't get that by back-talking. Two hands gripped his hips roughly and yanked him to the edge of the bed. Col knew he was bendy and used it to his advantage, spreading the boy almost frog legged and teetering on the side of the mattress. His knees were bent and his ankles were supported but not his feet. He couldn't easily move himself without putting his toes on the floor which he was pretty sure he wasn't allowed. He just tried to keep the position held and his ass open. He couldn't help the second puddle of drool.

Kells crouched behind his partner and was happy he'd laid a towel on the floor beforehand. He was already dripping wet and with how well it was already going he predicted himself squirting at least once before the night was over. “Where's your dick?” He asked and when Dom whimpered something that sounded like ‘under’ he huffed, reaching under the other to slide his cock from his belly to rest along the side of the bed. He wasn't allowed friction. He would get off on Colson’s dick and nothing more.

When that was done Dom listened close and caught the wet sound of his mate gathering slick on his fingers. The omega moaned and he knew the bastard was fingering himself first. He tried to wiggle his ass but he couldn't move without probably hurting himself so he waited patiently and bit his lip at the noises.

Col didn't mean to but he lost himself to pleasure for a moment. He hadn't had anything inside him since before he gave birth and his inner walls were sensitive as hell. He'd meant to just wet his digits but instead he played, exploring how tight he was getting again. “Shit babe, you should feel this. So fucking tight and swollen. Hot. Drenched. Mmm fuck.” He purred, focusing on his own touch, reaching deeper until he found that little bump inside. It felt like the first night he touched himself but almost more intense somehow. He'd called his bitch a virgin but he almost felt like one. He knew he was torturing the boy but he hoped it just added to the need, he couldn't seem to stop himself anymore. His hips rocked and he fucked down on his own hand, chasing a release he hadn't meant to find yet. “Oh god- Dom- so good. You'd pass the fuck out. Oh- ohhh- fuck!” He damn well knew he was being an ass but he wasn't even exaggerating.

Dom listened and whimpered and tried to grind against the bed but he couldn't find any relief for his throbbing cock. He wasn't tied up but he didn't need to be, he knew his dominant would stop if he so much as breathed wrong. He couldn't see his lover but he could hear him and every noise was a revelation. He was happy that his partner was enjoying himself but it felt like an inner circle of hell not being able to interact.

“Fuck me your knot would feel amazing right now. I'm such a mess. Can you hear it? Shit- so good.” The omega couldn't stop his mouth even when his voice went breathy but he needed to involve his mate somehow. He slowed his hand and reached down with the other, soaking his fingers before he pulled them back up to tease around the boy's hole. The noise that left his bitch's lips made it all worth it. The poor thing sounded almost broken already. He stopped trying to fuck his own hand and instead kept his touch steady on his spot as his others slipped inside Dom’s hole. It was hard to focus on both but he was only trying to get himself off. The killer would cum when he said it was allowed.

Dominic whimpered and moaned as the other man's touch slid deeper. His nerves felt electrified after his punishment so all he could focus on was how tight he felt as Col explored and stretched him out. The omega hooked his finger and pulled just a little before he spit inside his mate and shuddered at the groan he heard. His lover was fever hot inside and his cock jerked at the thought of being surrounded by his tight silky pink walls. His own pleasure was building fast as he teased his spot hard. With every touch he swore he could feel his heartbeat in his cunt, dick, and nipples and he wondered if it would affect Dom the same. As his pleasure built he stilled his fingers inside the killer and focused on his own need. “Oh fuck me. Shit! So- oh- ohhh fucking-” His babbling stopped when his orgasm hit and he gushed in his palm and down his legs.

His dick stayed hard and in the game as he worked through his rapture, his fingers barely able to move as his cunt squeezed around them. He was panting and cursing and started rocking his other hand again until Dom was groaning and trying to cant his ass back. He had meant to go easy but his pleasure only made him need the boy more and he fucked him with two fingers until he stopped cumming so hard.

Eventually he added a third and pulled his other hand free, slapping his wet palm against Dom’s plush cheek. “Mmmplease?” The killer mumbled and the omega smirked. He didn't think he'd done enough but if his mate wanted to hurt…

“You've seen me. You really think your virgin ass is ready?” He wasn't boasting, it wasn't ego. He was thick and long. Maybe not as much a monster as his lover but still. He'd stretch him out and fuck him sloppy, probably make him bleed. As much as he craved it he didn't want to push if Dom didn't.

“Ready. Fuck me? Wanna feel yas for days. Daddy please?” That was it. That fucking word just did something to him when it came whimpered from the boy's lips. He scissored his fingers wide as he pulled them free and spit inside him again before letting go and watching the mess he used as lube dribble out to drip down Dom's skin and disappear over his balls.

Kells planted his knees better in the squishy wet towel under him, spreading his legs just wide enough to make his dick level. He curled his palm around himself and slapped his tip against that rosebud hole before gently teasing inside. The feeling of Dom's muscles wet and squeezing him tight was almost too much and he nearly broke to slam home. He wanted his lover to hurt, not be damaged so he slid back out and circled playfully again. “You sure bitch? Can't take it back.” He asked one last time. An Alpha didn't normally submit so easily but his was damn special. He'd try to show him what a gift it felt like later.

“Want it. Need you. You Cols- Daddy, please? Fuck me.” The words were nearly whined but sure. Dom needed his mate more than he needed air.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 🩷🖤

So that was... Smutty as fuck. I'll just say it 🤭 The next part will be just as bad if not worse. Maybe more, we'll have to see. Eventually the plot will start plotting but for now let's just let the boys bond. Hope you're enjoying it! ❤️‍🔥🖤

[rainbowsky]

hi rbs! im the anon who asked for non explicit fic recs. thank you very much for the rec, and of course also the person who saw it and had a whole list of of recs! I've almost got through them all and they rly are lovely and so sweet! It helped keep my mind off things as well :' ) based on what i know about you, im certain your recs wouldn't be the uhhh tasteless (?) kind of rated E, it's just me orz. i remember reading one of the fics on your rec list, the one with yibo turning into a cat, and still being pretty embarrassed and skipping that part... tho the story was super cute on the whole! ty again, and i hope you're well ^_^

This is in reference to a previous post.

More than a lot of things, fan fiction really is a matter of personal taste. As such, fic recommendations from one person aren't always going to fit into another person's comfort zone.

What's considered 'tasteful' is incredibly subjective. Dominant social groups often try to impose their ideas of 'taste' on the general public, and I actually find that more offensive than stories that feature themes I dislike (ABO, mpreg, gender switch, etc.). Everyone should be free to set their own boundaries within a consensual, non-harming social framework, and people shouldn't be shamed for their kinks and interests unless they act on them in a harmful way.

I definitely have boundaries in terms of what I feel comfortable with, but they're more about characterization, framing and tone than they are about what's actually happening in a scene. And it's not always easy to quantify what exactly makes it possible for me to enjoy one story while another story makes me squirm and cringe.

I could say, for example, "I don't like when a story is focused around sex or seems written entirely as a lead-up to a sexual encounter" and that would be mostly true, but there are exceptions. For example, I really enjoyed Venus despite the fact that it's pretty much entirely about a sexual encounter.

The best way I could put it to you is to say that I don't read explicit stories for the sex, and so if a story is going to be explicit it better really sell me on what's happening. I need to feel like this is what would naturally happen between these people, and it better read like interesting, well-written action that stays within the characterization of the participants or I will lose interest.

It makes perfect sense to me that grown adults will often have sex, and in the context of a story I am perfectly happy to read about how those things take place, and it doesn't bother me in the least. In fact, in many cases it gives the story more depth and the relationship more intensity and realism. I suppose I prefer stories that don't over-emphasize it, but there are also many stories that feature a lot of sex that are among my favorites.

As long as a story is sweet, interesting and well-written, and takes me on a journey I enjoy, I'm not going to get to caught up in what the author does with the relationship. And that's not even just about sex, it's also about things like affairs or breakups or arguments. If it's a good story that has a happy ending, I'm happy to let the author take me on that journey.

I think the thing a lot of people struggle with is, they just don't like that there is sex written about real people. I have to admit, I have a hard time relating to that perspective. The stories are fiction, and aren't pretending otherwise. I would no more be offended by a story being written about them having sex than I would be by a story being written about them going waterskiing. It's fiction.

Some people are offended by the idea of stories being written about real people at all, regardless of whether they're sexual or not, and again - I don't have that problem. I think it's fun to read about interesting people being placed in unusual circumstances.

If someone wrote such a story about me I would be flattered, not offended. Even if the story was horrible and a total misinterpretation of my personality. The very fact that someone wrote the story shows that something about me captured their imagination, that they found me interesting enough to inspire creativity. How could that ever be a bad thing?

So the misgivings other people have aren't the same ones I have. I feel 100% comfortable with reading stories about GGDD, sexual or not. Some things offend me or even repulse me, and that's perfectly normal. To each their own.

And people's feelings on this are subject to change, believe me. There was a time when I really wasn't comfortable with any of it. Now I'm recommending stories to people. Anything's possible. 😊

Glad you were able to find some stories you enjoyed!

For more of my thoughts on this topic, see this post.

My GGDD fic recs can be found here.

My Wangxian fic recs can be found here.

[the--blackdahlia]

You’re All That I Need Chapter 14 (Tommy x Nikki)

Title: You’re All That I Need Chapter 14

Summary: It’s the early 80’s and Nikki Sixx is in need of a band. There’s one condition: no other alphas. That should be fine, since he found three betas to fill up the lineup to become Motley Crue. Or, at least he thinks they’re all betas. A collab between myself and @callme-kaz2y5-baby​​​​!

Series Warnings: M/M smut (18+ only please), alpha/beta/omega dynamics, mpreg, language, slight drug use, protective Nikki, extremely funky timeline (might add more as we go)

"Ok, I'm dying to know what did you name her?" Athena finally asked hours later. They were all gushing over the little baby in the room.

“You can have the honors,” Tommy smiled proudly and looked at Nikki.

"Everyone we'd like to introduce Gaia Nona Sixx," Nikki said proudly. “I think we might call her G for short.”

“I love her so much!” Tommy’s mom cooed over the baby, looking at the little bundle laying in Tommy’s arms. “She’s so beautiful! She reminds me of my sweet Thomas as a baby.”

“Mom, stop,” Tommy laughed, kissing his little girl's forehead. Nikki could tell by the laugh that something was wrong with Tommy, and one look at him told him that Tommy was exhausted.

"I think it's about time for Tommy to get some rest. We're hoping they discharge him tomorrow." Nikki hinted that everyone should leave. The doctor had warned that Tommy should take it easy for the next few weeks, because his symptoms could stick around for a bit after birth and could be dangerous.

“I’ll be back tomorrow,” His mom said, kissing his cheek. Athena played with his hair a bit before looking at Vince and Mick, winking at them, and walking out.

“Do Mick and Vince have to leave too?” Tommy yawned. He looked so tired it wasn’t even funny.

"If you sleep, no they don't have too." Nikki smiled smoothing Tommy's hair.

"Get some sleep T-bone, we're gonna find food then we'll be back" Mick assured, poking Vince and pointing at the door.

“Okay,” Tommy yawned and not even two seconds after they headed to the door, Tommy was asleep and Nikki was holding his daughter.

"Dude, what was that, shoving me out of the room?" Vince grumbled.

"Tommy needed his sleep and you know it would have taken him forever if we were in there, and I heard your stomach growl...." Mick grumpily replied.

"Fine" Vince huffed. They were headed down to the cafeteria to see if there was anything decent to eat. Vince scanned the menu. "Should we take some food back with us?"

"Probably a good idea. Get a burger for Nikki. What should we get for Tommy?" Mick answered.

"Uh, they have a chicken wrap, that shouldn't be too heavy? He said he was still a bit nauseous earlier. And what has Athena been hinting about?" Vince casually dropped on Mick.

“What do you mean?” Mick asked, trying to look anywhere but at the frontman. “Oh, that salad thing looks decent.”

"All the winks and nosey questions? Did I miss something" Vince explained before giving the girl behind the counter their order.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Mick got some drinks from the cooler while Vince waited on their food. Vince looked at Mick skeptically.

"Okay, you're not that dense. She's up to something and I'm going to figure out what."

“I bet you won’t,” Mick gave him a bit of a smirk. “Maybe she wants to take you for a ride.” He got the food. “Come on, let’s go.”

"Funny, Mick. And I'm really sure she doesn't. Let me carry something," Vince grabbed the bags with the food. Brow furrowed, he was going to work out what was going on. They were heading down the hallway, and Vince was in his own head so he didn’t notice the med cart that pulled out in front of them. And he would’ve kept walking too if Mick wouldn’t have pulled a soccer mom stop and stopped him in his tracks.

“You gotta pay attention,” Mick all but growled. Vince stared at him. “What?”

“What was that?” Vince asked.

“What was what?” Mick asked in return.

“How you just acted. I’ve never seen you like that before,” Mick shook his head. “What?” Vince asked.

“Seems like you’re not seeing a lot of things,” He sighed. “Maybe you need to lay off the hair dye for awhile. It’s starting to go to your head.” He started walking back to Tommy’s room.

“Hey! I have a brand to maintain!” Vince called after him, before following him.

********

About a month or so later, after adjusting to having a new baby home, Nikki couldn't hold off the record exec's and they had to get back into the studio to record some new music.

“I don’t want to leave her,” Tommy said, holding little Gaia in his arms. “Can I take her with us?”

“Tommy, what’s the point of hiring your sister to watch over her if you’re not going to use her?” Mick asked. Nikki called Vince and Mick to the living room to get some back up. Tommy was having a hard time leaving, and Vince and Mick decided to help Nikki out some. They figured that them, along with Nikki, would be able to help light a fire under Tommy.

“I just...she’s my first and…” Tommy sighed. “I’m being ridiculous, aren’t I?”

"You're not being ridiculous, but we won't get any work done if we bring her with, and you know it." Nikki said rubbing Tommy's shoulders. Tommy looked down at the sleeping baby and sighed.

“I know,” He kissed her forehead gently. “I hate this Nik…” Mick and Vince looked at each other. They had never seen Tommy this upset before.

"Hey T-bone, what if Athena meets us at the studio at break, then you can see her and Athena can bring her back home after, then it won't be so long?" Vince suggested bumping him gently with his shoulder.

“That would be awesome,” Tommy smiled. “Nik, is that okay?”

"That sounds like a great idea" Nikki agreed beaming at Vince. "Why don't you go tell Athena and then we can head out."

“Okay,” Tommy kissed Nikki then headed to the in-law quarters that served as Athena’s apartment now.

“He’s changed,” Vince pointed out.

"So have you, all of us living here with her has formed a tighter, more protective pack," Mick called Vince out for trying to start shit. Tommy came almost bounding in after talking to Athena, stopping anymore conversation."

“What are we all standing around for? Let’s go make some music!” Tommy beamed at all of them.

Nikki chuckled and wrapped an arm around Tommy and they all headed to the studio. The parking lot was fuller than normal, and everything was bustling.

“Place is busy today,” Vince grumbled. “Is it Sunset Strip day or something?”

“Good thing we didn’t bring G here,” Tommy pointed out. “They’d all keep her awake.” Nikki snagged a passing sound person.

"What's with all the people today?" Nikki asked. The tech looked down at their clipboard.

"Uh, Guns n' Roses are recording new tracks, and Metallica has a photo shoot, and you guys are here" the sound guy replied.

"It's like grand central station in here," Mick complained, eyeing Vince. "Stay the hell away from Axl."

“What? Why would I go near that screeching cat?” Vince asked. “I have some self control. But I can’t guarantee that he’ll stay away from me.” They headed into their studio to get ready to start recording some new stuff.

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Anon 1 said:

hi, there’s a fic about bucky and peter and it goes into buckys past like a flashback about his little sister gracie. bucky sets down a bowl of strawberry next to peters elbow, who’s doing homework. his sisters were Becca, Alice, and Gracie. i have a screenshot from it, but don’t know the rest about it. it says his sisters were always hungry when they came home from school to.

Anon sent in Heroes are Easy, People are Hard by Halbereth, Lorien (complete | 152,284 | T)

Anon 2 said:

i’m looking for a fic, it was post civil war and the main part i remember is that natasha gave steve like assassination jobs until it went too far and they had to try and get him back, i remember bucky asking natasha how he was and she replied that he wasn’t doing well. thank you so much!

Anon 3 said:

Hey! I’m looking for this fic, i don’t remember most of it but i remember in the last chapter, i think they were in a safe house, and steve woke bucky up pointing a gun at him and bucky calmly took the gun away from him, then steve wanted to go stargaze and bucky didn’t want to but he did anyway to calm steve down. i know this isn’t much haha but thank you anyway!

Anon 4 said:

Sorry to bother, I've been looking for a shrunkyclunks fic and haven't been able to find it in your tags, and I've done a couple searches through tags on AO3. They meet either during or soon after the battle of New York. Bucky works restoring or maybe authenticating antiques. He has a respitory issues due to his military service (Afghanistan?) And has to wear a mask to protect him from dust/mold/etc. Tony of course upgrades it as the Avengers become Bucky's friends. Thank you!

whitewolfwintersoldier sent in Patriotic Nitwits, Devious Carnies, and Other Complications of a New York Life by Pohadka (complete | 25,452 | T)

Anon 5 said:

Hey guys!!! I’m looking for this one fic where Steve gives Bucky a phone? And there’s like a big deal with it? Some sort of misunderstanding where they think Bucky is a spy and he lost the phone on purpose? Hope anyone knows which one I’m talking about!

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Anon 6 said:

Hey, I’m looking for two fix’s and have done so for a while. They’re pretty similar in that Steve and Bucky meet on the subway. One of them has Bucky checking out Steve. The other has Steve checking out Bucky who one day doesn’t get on anymore and they end up meeting on the subway late at night and Bucky’s drunk and telling Steve he got fired.

Anon 7 said:

i’m trying to find this fic that’s set after tws where bucky is injured/disoriented and starts asking steve to take him to his ma. i think it had some other avengers in it too. thanks so much!

icouldnthinkofagoodusername said: (mpreg)

Hi im looking for a fic where Bucky is pregnant from Hydra and he gives birth in a bathtub and steve is there but Bucky has trouble pushing the shoulders out so Steve talks him through it?

being-incognito sent in Yield by PhantomsDaughter13 (oneshot | 4,194 | M)

Anon 8 said:

Hi :) so I’ve been tryna look for this fic, I’ve been looking through ao3 and your tags but I can’t seem to find it. (Sorry this is going to be really vague) basically both Bucky and Steve went into the ice and woke up in the future but Bucky didn’t wake up at the same time as Steve but ended waking up during the events of the avengers. I’m really sorry that’s so vague. Thank you ❤️

fortheshipsandthefics said:

Hey, so a long while ago I read this rlly good fic but accidentally deleted the note with the names of good fics on it and this is one of the ones I can’t remember the name of. I don’t remember much of it but Bucky sees a paper on the floor at Steve's place and on it was some super pretty prose about how Bucky is not “his to yearn” or something like that. Sorry I don’t have many details but thank you! 

Anon 9 said:

This is a bit of a weird ask but I hop you can help. I’m looking for a fic that I remember was good but the only thing I remember was that they were driving in a car (possibly a truck) and Bucky asks to hold Steve’s junk for comfort.

prewar-james sent in And We Come Back Every Time by HandsAcrossTheSea (oneshot | 8,512 | E)

Anon 10 said: (eating disorder)

i’m looking for a fic, it was a modern au and they were jocks i think, though steve had an eating disorder and i remember him being obsessed with weighing food. thanks for all your help! ☺️

Anon 11 said:

hey, so i've trying to find this rlly good fic, but i can't. it involves a bucky who world with the avengers, but i dont think they know his name, so they call him winter soldier. at 1 point, they're all sitting around a table wondering who to set steve up with and they ask bucky to help them set steve up. however, buck and steve are together and the avengers dont know. theres another scene where steve is like 'why are you helping thrm, we're together' and they kiss, idk. thank u very much!! :DD

Anon 12 said:

im looking for this one fic i read once, it was like the avengers were using the time stone but they got stuck? in steve and buckys time, where some things were revealed about stuckys relationship??

Anon 13 said:

do u know that fic where steve (or maybe the other way round) is a park ranger type thing and he rescues bucky one day? but then at one point steve takes off without saying anything but its all happy in the end?

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I was tagged by the lovely @pocketsunshineharry​, thank you so much, love!

All answers should be about works published in 2018. (Skip any questions you don’t want to answer, but please leave them on the list so that others can answer them if they want.)

1. Number of stories (including drabbles) posted to AO3:  29. Oops. Lol

2. Word count posted for the year:  

1,725,628. That’s 1.7 million words. I have no excuse.

3. List of works published this year (in order of posting):

A Lot Of Fight Left In Me You Bring Me Home Wonder How I Ever Made It Through Don’t You Remember? I Got Me An Appetite Tell Me That You Want Me Tonight Piece by Piece Hallelujah You’re Home Lucky Ones To Carry Love (I Can Show You How To) Slow Dance I Will Answer All Your Wishes You’ve Got This Spell On Me Look How Far We’ve Come My Baby Baby, Honey It’s Coming Home You’re My Only Hope Right Here Waiting Remedy I Knew You Were Waiting For Me With The Strength To Carry On Baby We Could Be Enough Lost Without You We’ve Already Won Feels Like Christmas  Let Me Be Your Star Made From Love Fairytale of New York You Were Made To Be Mine (wip)

4. Fandoms I wrote for:

One Direction 5. Pairings:

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson 6. Story with the most

Kudos: You Were Made To Be Mine (wip) - 2,125 / Let Me Be Your Star (complete) -  1,177 Bookmarks:  You Were Made To Be Mine (wip) - 532 / Lucky Ones (complete) - 403 Comments: You Were Made To Be Mine (wip) - 3,111 / Let Me Be Your Star (complete) - 1,212

9. Work I’m most proud of (and why):

There’s two. You Were Made To Be Mine because I love it, and I think I’ve really created a world for these two characters, and Jacob is just one of my favourite characters I’ve ever written. Also Let Me Be Your Star. This was written on a whim after something on Twitter, and it’s just been so well received. I was proud of how accurately I wrote Louis, even before we saw on him on X Factor, and I’m just really proud of how it all went.

Oh and I have to mention my first long fic A Lot of Fight Left In Me. My heart and soul went into that story, and I love it so much. And Piece by Piece, this fic will always be so special to me.

10. Work I’m least proud of (and why):

I don’t want to say. I do have one, and in a way, I am tempted to orphan it. But hey.

11. A favourite excerpt of your writing:

This was hard. I’m going for this from YWMTBM chapter 56. “Lou….” Harry shuffled their bodies until his own legs were out in front of him, Louis’ body against his, silence broken by only Louis’ sobs, and Harry’s breaths. “Louis… you know it’s okay to not be okay, right? It’s not a weakness, sweetheart… you’re just, you’re just human.. Don’t ever be ashamed of hurting because I want to be the one you turn to… not the one you run away from, yeah? I want to share your burdens, wipe away your tears… hold you when you cry. Because I love you, Louis… so much, you have no idea how much.”

“Harry, I-”

“No, it’s my turn. Listen to me, please?” Louis nodded, more tears falling as Harry started to speak. He didn’t know if there was anything Harry could say to change his mind about this. No pretty words to fix it.

“You need to trust that I’m not going to run away when things get a little bit tough. Because I’m not, not now, not ever. You’ve been pushing me away, Louis, so fucking hard, and it hurt so bad because you wouldn’t let me in when all I wanted to do was help. I just want to be there for you-”

“But you nearly weren’t-” Louis whispered, the words falling from his lips. “You nearly left me, Harry… I… you nearly died, and you nearly left me. I had to listen to a doctor tell me that they didn't know if you were ever gonna wake up. I was nearly alone again, like before. I’ve never been so scared, Harry. I can’t bear the thought of you being taken away from me. I don’t want you to leave. It’s been easier to push you away, knowing that you would leave by your own free will, than losing you any other way.”

“I didn't want to leave… you have to know I never would have wanted that, Lou...” Harry was crying again now, reliving those awful memories, things he’d pushed deep down long ago, realising with horror that Louis had never moved on, had never really talked about how he felt when Harry had had his accident… how he’d nearly lost his husband. “But I’m here now, yeah? I don’t want to leave you, Louis. I want to grow old with you, and hold your hand every single day. I want to wake up to your beautiful blue eyes, and I want to share your pain, and your hurt. I want you to trust me, to let me do that for you.”

“You were there for me when I had my accident. You were my rock. You kept me going when I wanted to give up. When the physio was too much, I just wanted to give in, but you made me strong, Louis. You encouraged me… you believed in me. But now it’s my turn. It’s my turn to support you, to believe in you, like I promised when I married you. Please let me be there for you-” Harry’s voice cracked on the last word, meeting Louis’ eyes.

All Louis could see was honesty and love. There was a sincerity in Harry’s words that he just believed, and finally, he reached down, watching as his smaller hand sat on Harry’s, their fingers mingling gently, cautiously, as if they were afraid to touch. Louis bent his fingers, letting Harry clasp his hand in return. What seemed like such a small step seemed enormous to Louis, but he knew Harry was the only person he would ever want to be vulnerable with.

Despite everything… despite how hard Louis had tried to push him away, Harry wasn’t going anywhere. Harry loved him, and he loved Harry, more than he could ever say. He looked back into the eyes of his husband, the one who loved him in spite of his faults, who loved him because of them. Harry didn't see a broken man who he needed to fix. He just saw his Louis. Louis’ bottom lip wobbled as he stared deep into Harry’s eyes, as if he were looking into his soul, seeing the other half of himself.

12. Share or describe a favourite review you received:

Some of the comments I get make me want to cry, honestly. I’m not sure people know how much leaving a comment on AO3 means to authors. I’d be hard pressed to find just one, but anything where people can relate to my writing in their real life is always very touching. Here’s one that moved me deeply recently from my christmas fic Feels Like Christmas:

“Im not gonna lie, I had to take breaks reading this because it was SO SAD in parts, in between being so beautiful.Harry was just like an angel of Christmas in this and your Louis seemed, to me, to be VERY realistic. I can't imagine how losing Jay has affected him in general but especially on his birthday and at Christmas. She was such a beautiful mum and it still breaks my heart to read of her. The cemetery scene was perfection but heart-breakingly sad.I loved Harry delivering treats to the "neighbour" who turned out to be Louis. I wish I had a Harry :)Your writing was so sensory - which is something considering I'm Australian and rarely seen snow lol But the smells, sights etc of Christmas were just amazing.Terrific job, loved it :)“

13. A time when writing was really, really hard:

I went through a period of getting negative comments on YWMTBM and that was very hard to push through and tell the story I wanted to tell. But I did, and I am proud I did, because I write for me and that’s the most important thing. I have a story to finish, and I’m determined to. I also found the scenes in the middle of YWMTBM very hard and emotional, and I got caught up in Louis’ mindset for a while, which was very tough.

14. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you: I wrote a section of YWMTBM where Louis was struggling a lot with his mental health, and I surprised myself by delving into a subject like that. It was quite different for me, but I hope I did it justice, and that people could understand Louis’ actions. Also I wrote an mpreg birth scene which I never expected to do lol.

15. How did you grow as a writer this year:

I feel my writing as a whole got better, I got more confident, and I was more able to craft stories.

16. How do you hope to grow next year:

To not take on so much lol, although I love writing so much.

17. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

I’ve worked so much with @thecompasspointstohome​, one of my closest friends and she’s so much of an inspiration to me, no matter how much she ignores that I tell her that. She’s amazing, and my work would be a mess without her. I am forever grateful to have her.

18. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

Yes, a bit of a sad one. A child in my class in battling leukaemia at the moment, and he was the inspiration behind Mia and her story in A Lot Of Fight Left In Me. He still has his down days, but he’s an amazingly strong child and I hope he has the ending that Mia, Olly, Louis and Harry have in that story. 

19. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

Write for you. That’s the most important thing I’ve found.

20. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

My BDSM fic, and my Harry Potter exchange fic. I also have my fic for the Fanworks for Charity to write, as well as updating YWMTBM. I also have a few other stories in the works so wait and see :) Oh, and my tearjerker fic which I’ve been teasing forever on Twitter, oops...

21. Tag three writers whose answers you’d like to read.

Anyone who wants to do it, please do so!

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ellielsx said:

Hi! A while ago I read this one shot where Steve and Bucky were pretending to be together so that they could pay less for hotel rooms (or a thing like that) I’d like to read it again but I can’t find it anywhere, I really hope that you can help me!

Anon suggests Welcome to Oblivious, Population: Two by leveragehunters (Monkeygreen) (oneshot | 11,266 | T)

fuckallandwhatnot said:

Okay wow I write you guys too much. Anyway I had a fic and I lost it! It was where Steve and Bucky were a couple during ww2 and when Steve comes back he just assumes that that's common knowledge now bc a lot of people knew back in the day but just kept their mouths shut. Anybody have any idea about what this one might've been??

Anon 1 said:

Hiii sorry to bother you guys, i know you're busy. I'm looking for a fic where steve gets sent to a mental hospital, i think for not eating or something? and bucky isn't allowed to visit so he kinda loses it & tries to escape. and eventually nat and bucky break him out? sorry it's really vague, but any suggestions help!!!!

Anon suggests the structure fell about our feet by likewinning (oneshot | 10,231 | T)

captainamerica97 said:

Hi I'm looking for a story that I read about a while ago. It's pretty much about the Avengers having an intervention about Bucky and Steve stealing stuff. It also mentions videos of Steve and Bucky being intereigated by the police.

Anon 2 said: (temporary character death)

I read this fic a long time ago, I have no idea what its called or who it's by. All I know is that its a rebirth fic, steve and bucky keep dying before they meet each other, sometimes they meet each other but then they die anyway. There's one scene in the vietnam war, I think? and then at the very end they meet again because bucky has set up an ad looking for a roommate? and then all the memories come rushing back from all those different lives. idek i've tried to be as specific as possible

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Anon 3 said:

Hi! I've scoured AO3, google, your tags (incl "Recovery), and I just can't find the fic this scene came from. It was part of a long, well-written fic. The scene was in a SHIELD facility I believe, and Bucky/Winter Soldier was skittish, defensive. Some of the Avengers were trying to talk him down, and one tossed him a knife (even though he was dangerous) because he'd feel more secure with a weapon. I know this is a longshot, but do you know it? Thanks either way.

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Anon 4 said: (mpreg)

i’m looking for a fic i can’t seem to find. all i remember is bucky gives birth at the very end and there’s a second fic to the series of cute lil moments of their family. bucky is insecure n has babyweight so maybe that can help in some of ur tags?

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Anon 5 said:

Please help! I’m looking for a fic with very overprotective kinda dark steve, the avengers are on a mission and someone hurts buckys metal arm and steve goes all ragey and uses his shield to cut the guys arm off and kills him while all the other avengers are standing there shook.. thank u!!!!

Anon 6 said:

Hello. I’m so sorry but I followed your rules and I looked through the tags sections first. But I’m having trouble finding anything in what Im searching for. I’m looking for a stucky fic where they touch on the winter soldier being natashas red room teacher? Anything ringing a bell for you?

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Anon 7 said:

Hello! I’ve looked through the beefy Bucky tag and the others that I thought this fic would be in but I can’t find it! It’s where Bucky gets better and he is living with Steve in the tower with everyone else, but like he’s getting thicc. All I remember was like at the end everyone was watching a movie? And someone commented on how thicc Bucky was getting and Steve was like ‘I like him like that’ and picks him up and leaves? If you could help that would be great!!