#the mpreg!buck story

[snarkythewoecrow]

is my will weak? am I posting another out-of-context snippet from my ever growing mpreg!Buck fic? yeah, I can't help it. I love this one and it's gonna be a long haul to the finish line (probably closer to 100k than 50k) and I just need all the cheering and excitement I can get, and it's gonna be such a ride, the hurt/comfort and angst, the emotional whiplash, the softness, and the enemy to lovers!

Anyway, this snippet is of Bobby and Athena just being the best, and I adore them both

“Is it safe to assume you brought him home with you?” Bobby asked, holding his coffee to the side so he could lean in and kiss his wife.

It might be late, but in his line of work, coffee became an all occasion and any time of day beverage.

Her lips quirked upward against his as she hummed. “Like you needed to ask.”

Of course, he didn’t. It was in her nature—family and pack were paramount in Athena’s life, as they should be, and when it came to Buck, there was no questioning his place with them.

He chuckled, pecked her lips again, then went to sit with his coffee on the chair beside her. “So?” he asked, taking a sip. “How is he?”

“You mean more like, is he, right?” She raised a brow, then sighed at his shrug. “Well, I think you already know, but yeah, he’s with pup.”

And then it was his turn to sigh, resting the mug on his knee. He’d spent the rest of the shift replaying the last few weeks, shocked by the emotions it stirred. The ache and guilt at what it could mean, and now knowing, his inner demons warred against his heart.

It was a strange thing to feel happiness for something but also such sadness, as he might be getting his first grandchild, but it was a reminder of another thing he'd never get to experience with his first pups, those he’d lost in the fire.

He turned his head, watching her for a moment, taking in her beauty and just being grateful for what he did have.

A familiar look, brow lifting came over her face. “What’s got you all heart-eyed, not that I mind?”

He shrugged, then smiled. “Hadn’t expected this, but I don’t know, I think you’d make grandma-hood look pretty sexy.”

“Grandma-hood?” she laughed, shaking her head, then fixing a look in his direction. “Don’t you think you’re jumping the gun? I haven’t even told you if he’s keeping it.”

Actually, he didn’t need her to—it was there in her eyes—but he played along. “That’s true, so, let me ask, is he?”

Another sigh, then an even softer smile. “He is—he’s scared half to death about failing—but then, weren’t we all like that the first time around?”

“Oh yeah, terrified, actually.” He sipped his coffee. “And the alpha? I mean, I’ve been thinking it over, and morning sickness is one thing, but I’m already a little worried about him developing issues from not having him around.”

And at the mention of the alpha, Athena’s jaw tightened, then a sharp scoff cut the air. “Alpha, more like some fucking piece of shit knothead,” she hissed, looking ready to show her canines. A shadow had settled over her face. “We talked on the way over here, and he told me some things he’d left out before—like that—that—scum had just yanked free, Bobby! He didn’t even care if he hurt him—just ripped free and fucking bolted.”

She took a controlled breath. “I’ll tell you one thing, he’d better not show his face near me, because I’m liable to tear him limb from limb—don’t think I won’t.”

Bobby put up his free hand in a show of surrender. “Hey, if I’ve learned anything, it’s not to mess with a pissed off mama when it comes to her pup. You’ll get no arguments from me.”

Athena nodded. “Good,” and then she smiled a bit, looking at him. “He is our pup, isn’t he? One of my babies?”

“Pretty sure you claimed him within the first day,” he bit back a smile.

“Yeah, I suppose I did—and now he’s giving us our first grandbaby. When did we get old?”

Shaking his head, he finished the last of his coffee, setting the cup on the table, then stood, wiggling his finger in invitation. “Come on, grandma—let’s take this to the bedroom. I have a feeling we’ll need the sleep.”

Standing, she bumped her shoulder into his side. “Sleep, huh? What—you worried I’m gonna break a hip?”

He kissed her temple, a little laugh escaping as he wrapped an arm around her waist. “Well… you’re the one that said we’re getting old.”

She slapped his chest playfully before pulling him toward their room. “We’ll see about that, Grandpa.”

[mousy-nona]

Hey this is the anon that had requested the mpreg story with Lucifer havin a drunken night with Alastor that lead to him having a child with Alastor that he didn't know about until Alastor brought the young boy to the hotel. I just want to say that the first part is really good as I see it as a prompt plot backstory that leads into the prompt itself

PART TWOOO 

Less porn, but still some porn, then mostly plot.

You have been warned.

Later that night

Alastor sneered and tried to buck him off again, but this time Lucifer was prepared. His angelic grace kept the bastard pinned into place as Lucifer lowered himself to Alastor’s weeping cock. 

“Now, that’s not very fair,” he scolded. Alastor stared daggers at him, but he couldn’t quite hide the hitch in his breath as Lucifer’s hot breath washed over his sensitive skin. “You had your turn. It’s my turn now.” 

“Fuck. You.” 

A tentative lick was all it took to send Alastor’s head careening back, every muscle in his body clenched as Lucifer sucked on the head of his cock with reckless abandon. The sounds that were coming out of his garbled throat – his heaving chest slick with sweat and desire – his clenched teeth, Lord, his eyes, hazy and drugged with pleasure as he watched Lucifer bob on his dick…

It was almost too much. One wrong move, and Lucifer thought he might cum again. Patience. He forced himself to go slower, to enjoy every waking second of this already half-forgotten dream. 

Alastor groaned. “Coming,” he managed, his voice hoarse as his hips shot up. 

“No you’re not.” 

“Wha–”

Lucifer squeezed the base of his shaft with his fist, stopping the seed from surfacing. His cock strained, swollen and red with pressure as Alastor cried out, his large body twisting wildly under Lucifer’s golden grip. His back arched, his heels dug in hard, his shadows whipping and snarling as he strained to get free, to release. 

Lucifer had never seen anything more erotic in his long, long life. 

“Lucifer!” Alastor, that cold, cruel, merciless soul, sounded close to begging. The radio static had nearly faded from his voice. With a shiver, Lucifer realized that, for the first time, he was hearing Alastor. The real Alastor. 

“Not yet,” Lucifer groaned, wondering if it was possible to come without touching himself at all. He licked his finger and pressed it between Alastor’s legs, the tight hole clenching and gripping his finger as he continued working Alastor’s dick. 

There was a low moan, but otherwise Alastor didn’t put up any more of a fight. His large frame was trembling, his whole self shaking with the need for release. His eyes were glassy, twin rubies shining through the dark as he watched Lucifer with overwhelming need. 

“Lâche-moi,” he whispered.

Let me go.

“Soon,” he whispered. 

He pushed another finger in, and then another. Alastor let his head fall back, his chest heaving, the sizzle of static and sex heavy in the air. Finally, Lucifer withdrew his hand and pressed himself against Alastor’s loosened hole. 

He leaned forward and captured Alastor’s mouth with his own. The wild animal he was, Alastor slashed at his lips with his teeth, gold blood and spit and pre-cum mixing in an unholy trinity as their tongues fought against each other, sloppily, angrily, violently. It was no more a kiss than it was a battle for dominance. There was nothing tender to it. Nothing sweet or loving. 

So that was how he wanted to play this? 

Lucifer snapped his hips forward, nearly losing himself immediately as his cock was swallowed by the tight ring of muscle. Alastor howled, feeling himself filled, claimed. His eyes flashed, but the anger was quickly replaced by ecstasy as Lucifer found the spot, found it over and over again. Both of them were spiraling quickly, their bodies still oversensitized from the last round. Alastor growled, his long limbs twisting and flexing, his eyes widening as cries burst from him, his hips rolling forward to guide Lucifer’s cock deeper, harder. 

The waves of pleasure washed over Lucifer, coming faster and faster as he lost himself in the rhythm of their bodies. He moved his hand down and grasped Alastor’s head in his palm. Alastor choked, his hips lifting, his back arching.

“Come.”

It was the magic word they’d both needed. Alastor clenched around him, a crazed shout ripping from his beautiful throat as Alastor’s unbelievable tightness milked every last drop from him. In that moment, the Heavens could have broken, and Lucifer wouldn’t have noticed. There was Alastor, and only Alastor. 

A whispered “Lucifer,” was the last thing he heard as the darkness claimed him.  -------------------------------

Lucifer woke up the next morning to a throbbing head, an aching ass, and an empty bed, in that order. Alastor was long gone – or maybe he hadn’t been there at all? Could it have been a dream? 

He rolled over in his sheets – and promptly smacked himself in the face with the remnants of his torn clothes. Ow. Okay, not a dream, then. 

Which only left one question: How the Hell was he going to face Alastor? 

But he needn’t have worried. When he made his way down to the kitchen, the table was set for six, not seven, and Husk was the one leaning over a merrily crackling pan, not Alastor. Lucifer had never seen the ex-Overlord in such high spirits. The cat was humming, for Chrissakes. 

“What are you so happy about?” 

“The annoying-ass deer moved outta here last night,” he crowed. “Back to whatever hellhole he crawled out of. Maybe he’ll actually stay there this time!” 

Husk was too busy whistling away to notice Lucifer disappear.

Alastor’s room. His radio station. The lobby. Every dark and shadowy corner. Even Rosie’s shop. Cannibal Colony. Lucifer searched, and searched, and found nothing.

The demon was gone, as surely as if he’d never existed in the first place.  -------------------------------

Days passed, then weeks, then months, and still no sign of Alastor. The others moved on, some faster than others (Husk, who’d damn near thrown a party the first night he’d left), some later (Charlie, who cried for days when she thought no one was looking), but one by one the mentions of Alastor disappeared. Time ticked forward. The world marched on.

Lucifer, though, never stopped looking. Never stopped staring at shadows, never stopped seeing antlers out of the corner of his eye. 

And then, on the fourth anniversary of his disappearance, there was a knock on the door. 

Because life loves symmetry, it was Charlie who answered. The rest of them crowded around the lobby behind her, each one mentally ticking off the names that mattered and realizing none of them was missing. So who was at the door? 

“Welcome to–” Charlie stopped in the middle of her well-practised speech. She went as still as a statue for one breathless second. Then she screamed and jumped onto the tall, lean figure silhouetted in the doorway.

Lucifer’s mouth went dry. No. No, it couldn’t be. 

“Alastor!” Then she gasped, her gaze shifting to a smaller shape standing by Alastor’s side. “And who is this?” 

“This little one is Dio.” The radio static was so familiar and so heart-breaking at the same time, Lucifer felt he’d been shot through the chest with it. “He and I were staying at Rosie’s –”

“Aunt Rosie’s,” a higher voice piped up.

“Yes, Aunt Rosie’s,” Alastor obligingly amended. “We were staying at hers until things had…calmed down, somewhat.” 

“And do you really think you can come barging back in here as if nothing’s happened?” Lucifer barged forward, pushing Charlie to the side. “It’s been four fucking years –” 

His voice trailed off when he came face to face – with himself. Well, almost himself. The boy had his pale skin, his marionette cheeks, but he had Alastor’s antlers, Alastor’s fire hair and Alastor’s bright red, cunning gleam.

Slowly, disbelievingly, he met Alastor’s narrowed eyes. “Who did you say this was?” 

Alastor ignored him, because he was a dirty, annoying, bastard. Instead, he crouched down so he was eye-level with the boy, his face softer than Lucifer had ever seen it. 

“Dio, say hello to your other father.”

“Hello,” the boy – Dio – said. 

That was when Lucifer keeled over in a dead faint. 

When he woke up, the lobby was empty. Well, nearly empty. Alastor was sitting next to him, and the boy was practicing throwing darts at a lumpy doll. There were at least eight darts skewering the doll in the heart, and three more stabbing it in the brain. 

“What did I say? Think about where you want the dart to land, then throw it.” Alastor was saying, sounding like his usual, terse self. Good to see that some things never changed, child or no child.

There was a child. And from the looks of it, it was most definitely his child. 

He groaned and rubbed desperately at his eyes. They both looked at him at the same time. 

“Welcome back, drama queen.” That was Alastor and his sharp tongue. 

“Where is everyone?”

“I told them to take a walk. There’s a couple of things we need to catch up on, and I thought it might be better if we did it without an audience.” 

“A couple of things?” Anger surged through him, hotter than the fires of Hell. His six wings flared wide, and when he stood, a red tail lashed around his legs. Alastor immediately stepped in front of Dio, his shadow tendrils creating a protective shield around the boy.

But it was Dio and his suddenly too-white face that made Lucifer take a step back. He sighed and forced himself to calm down, extinguishing the fire blazing around his head. “You left. You did…that –” he spluttered, feeling his face turn red at Dio’s curious gaze. “With me, and then you left without a word. And now you turn up here – with our child? How did you think I was going to react?” 

“Frankly, I had no idea.” Alastor’s face was carefully blank, smoothed out of any emotion. “That’s exactly why I had to leave. You dote on Charlie, but she was the product of your marriage. How you would have reacted to a son with an enemy was anybody’s guess. I couldn’t take that risk.” 

“Did you really think I wouldn’t have helped you?” Lucifer bit out. “Do you really have such a low opinion of me?”

“Listen to yourself,” Alastor’s voice snapped and snarled, the static thick in his words. “You hated me. That was fine. The feeling was quite mutual, I can assure you. But this child – I did not want him growing up in that environment. Rosie’s was a much safer bet.”

“Safer,” Lucifer scoffed. “He would have been safer with me. I am the king of Hell. I am the first and original Sin. Who would have dared hurt him under my roof?” 

His son. Lucifer’s mouth turned bitter as he thought of everything he had missed, everything Alastor had stolen from him – those first blissful moments of birth, his first cries, his first steps, his first words. All those years he would never be able to experience. “How could you do this to me?” He asked, his voice half-broken.

“Dio, to the kitchen.” Alastor ordered.

“But–” 

“Now.”

Grumbling, the boy marched away, reminding Lucifer of the way Charlie used to stomp off whenever it was time for bed.

Char-char! It’s getting way too late! 

Da-aad! 

She’d bat those adorable, huge eyes of hers and trick him into staying up just five more minutes, Dad, please! I’ll be super, super good! 

He softened, the deep, protective part of himself stirring for the second time in his life. There was no mistaking it. This was his son. 

And he didn’t know him, but he would die for him. 

Alastor watched him carefully, the stiff set of his shoulders relaxing just a touch when he saw the rage ebbing from Lucifer’s face.

“I’m…sorry,” Alastor said. 

Lucifer gaped. Alastor…apologizing? That was the second most surprising thing he had ever done – the first being giving birth to Lucifer’s kid, of course. 

“You – what? Sorry?” He repeated dumbly. 

“Yes,” Alastor repeated stiffly, as if it was causing him great pain to acknowledge it. “I didn’t want to keep him from you, but I didn’t see any other way. I didn’t know how you would react, and I believed it was safest to wait until he was old enough to defend himself. He means…” 

Alastor trailed off, and Lucifer placed his hand over his and squeezed. “I understand,” he sighed, because he did. Being a parent made you crazy. It made you scared. People did stupid things when they were scared.

The two of them sat in silence for a moment. It wasn’t forgiveness – the hurt ran too deep for that – but it felt like the start of something else. Something new. 

Finally, Alastor stirred. He pulled something out of his coat and placed it in Lucifer’s palm. “His favorite toy.” 

It was a toy duck. 

And suddenly, Lucifer knew everything was going to be just fine.

[mpreghotties]

(Follow this link for the entire story! ⬇️)

The MONstars jumped inside Buck’s body and possessed him! Now they are checking themselves out in the mirror before they find 4 other men to possess.

(Preferably Eddie Diaz, Tom Holland, Phillip winchester, chase rice)

[the-ace-with-spades]

List of Works-In-Progress I'm still intending to write/actively writing 📃✨

or my accountability list to look at in a few months...

last updated: 09/04/24

Fandoms: 🚒 9-1-1 [5-7 works], ✈️ Top Gun (movies) [9 works], 🔪CoD (reboot only for now) [4 works]

Already posted on AO3, ongoing works:

✈️ Top Gun, hangster — (sometimes I feel) like a monkey pilot, trans!Rooster fic with a hangster confrontation (and getting back together), 6 years after Rooster's transition. When recalled to Top Gun. #(sif) lamp tag

✈️ Top Gun, hangster, slow down (you're doing fine) — Rooster-centric/character study fic with Getting Back Together trope and past-hangster flashbacks and icemav as parents #slow down tag

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Planned out and started sequels/bonuses, not posted yet:

✈️ Top Gun, icemav — bonus for slow down (you're doing fine)

It is the 5+1 icemav prequel from the slow down universe I talked about, I just don't seem to finish it (it's really hard to write Ice POV...)

The 5 times Ice waited for Mav to be ready and 1 time Mav realized he'd been ready for a while.

✈️ Top Gun, hangster — sequel for slow down (you're doing fine)

The weeks after Bradley and Jake decide to try being together again, mostly trying to figure out how to be together in a way that is healthier and more honest. Including meeting the parents (icemav), meeting the sister (Jake's), and Nat's judgment.

✈️ Top Gun, hangster — sparks (working title), sequel/bonus for ignition, the firefighter! Bradley AU #ignition tag

Done in snippets/drabbles. The adventures of firefighter!Bradley and still a naval aviator!Jake, which would include the world cockblocking them from finally going on their first date (5 times they had to cancel their date, and 1 time didn't), the awkward first times, as well as Bradley lecturing Jake on safety a little bit too often (and Jake finding it hot...)

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Started writing, but haven't posted yet and don't know if I'll ever finish it even if I want to:

🔪 CoD, ghostsoap — exhumation, different first meeting and (kinda) secret identity AU — overview here, a snippet here

Written in a flashback/present sequence. Soap and Ghost met when they were just Johnny and Simon, starting in the Army. From dates, to sharing a Manchester flat, ending with Simon being MIA in Mexico for months, they'd been together through a lot. But the Christmas Eve Simon's family, bar Johnny, is killed, he chooses to die with them and never put anyone in danger. Years pass, and Soap joins TF-141.

🔪 CoD, ghostsoap — don't shoot me, santa, first Christmas Ghost spends with the MacTavish family (and first Christmas he spends with anyone in almost 10 years) and all its troubleshooting — overview here

Johnny takes Ghost to Scotland to spend their first Christmas together. Johnny's family is not too thrilled about Ghost — about the mask he wears, about the job he has, about the family he doesn't have, about how faceless he is, even to Johnny. Ghost decides that Johnny is worth taking the mask off and starting living as Simon again.

✈️ Top Gun, hangster — just hold my hand, outsider Mav POV, kind TG:M retelling AU

Bradley and Jake are married and have four kids and Mav didn't know about any of it until the special detachment because he and Bradley haven't talked in years. Things happen and Mav gets to be a grandpa. (vague, unspecified kind of mpreg is in this story)

🚒 9-1-1, buddie — brand new information, the 5+1 jealous!Eddie fic — a snippet here

5 times Eddie found something new about Buck's taste in men (and was ridiculous about it) and 1 time he found out Buck's type (Eddie)

Used to titled in my drafts 'eddie trying to prove he matches bucks taste in men'

🚒 9-1-1, buddie — the cure series, a canon-divergence au after Wrapped in Red with a side of trans!Buck

Part 1, 'cause boys don't cry, a snippet here — Buck decides to leave the 118 after Wrapped In Red in order to stop defining himself by the people he loves and learn to live alone and both succeeds and fails at it. Includes Buck long-distance parenting Chris, Eddie feeling like a long-distance spouse whose husband refuses to stop taking long-distance jobs, jealous!Eddie, Maddie&Eddie bestism, and people all over the States assuming Buck is divorced. Longest part of the series and the most angsty one.

Part 2, like I'm home again, a snippet here [coming soon??] — future fic, Buck is back at 118, he and Eddie are married, Chris is choosing colleges, and Bobby is trying to get Buck into leadership training so he can retire. And then, Eddie enters what Buck and Chris think is a mid-life crisis, but is in reality a baby fever.

Part 3, untitled, a snippet here — future fic, outsider POV from a new probie at the 118. Captain Diaz and Lieutenant Diaz are running the firehouse, but their family, including kids, Buck's not-dad and retired captain Bobby, keep on popping up and confusing the new probie. Buck also pulls a Bobby and 'adopts' the new probie.

Parts probably won't be posted in order.

🚒 9-1-1, buddie — accidental trans pregnancy, a short one-shot based on a meme post.

Buck is nauseous, Chim makes a joke (not knowing Buck is trans and have been dating Eddie for a few months now), and Eddie has a metaphorical heart attack at the table.

🚒 9-1-1, buddie — Buck wants to be a parent and thanks to Connor, he realizes he can be a parent without finding a partner first — overview here

The most ridiculous fic idea I've had the desire to write. Involves trans Buck, sperm donor arc in reverse, Eddie doing mental summersaults to be said sperm donor.

🚒 9-1-1, buddie — AU for the post-lawsuit arc, with buddie already being a couple before the lawsuit — snippet here [coming soon??]

Buck takes the settlement and becomes a (maybe temporary) househusband/stay-at-home-dad. This would be centred on Buck, but would not have the crew bashing, but rather a realistic view on how everyone feels and how the lawsuit and settlement deal would affect the team, etc.

✈️ Top Gun, hangster — with arms wide open, omegaverse mpreg that follows the TG:M storyline (kinda) — overview here

(in my head, this fic is very soap opera-like, but I like it this way so...) Bradley and Jake had been together 7 years with no mating, no marriage, and or no even just meeting Jake's family, and Bradley was okay with it. Until he found out he was pregnant. So when Jake doesn't want anything to change, Bradley leaves and seeks help from the only person he can think of — Ice. Cue the wayward son getting reconciled, a few months passing, and by the time Bradley meets Jake again, he's six months pregnant.

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Drafted only but I still want to write it sometime:

✈️ Top Gun, hangster — Pacific Rim AU — a tag for this fic is #hangster pacific rim au

History repeats itself — Mav loses his drift partner and raises his kid and years later, Bradley loses his drift partner and raises her kid (with a twist). Mav doesn't leave PPDC, but Bradley does — at least until Ice shows up telling him the world is ending, this time for good. Featuring Jake being both Bradley's fanboy and a tsundere (ala Chuck about Raleigh) and weirdly good with kids and the typical mortifying ordeal of being seen during the drift.

✈️ Top Gun, hangster — sequel for (sometimes I feel), like a monkey pilot, that would dive into the idea of Jake and Bradley starting a family

I'll make a post about this at some point because there are so many ways this could be written. I do think that they're the type that would have an accidental pregnancy, but there are so many ways this could happen (on deployment, right before deployment, criptic pregnancy, with some miscommunication involved - I think they're dumb enough any of it seems feasible)

🔪 CoD, ghostsoap, possible side gazprice?? — blindsided, tattoo artist/florist au but not really, with a misunderstanding twist

Where Ghost and Soap are both ex-military, Ghost and Price have a tattoo shop, and a street away what they think is a florist shop opens. Totally self-indulgent because I wanted to give Ghost a full-body skeleton tattoo, skull-face tattoo included. I have absolutely no other details besides this, this is slightly recycled from another fandom...

🔪 CoD, ghostsoap — with lights off, a longer one-shot about Simon and Johnny still being badass even if retired from the military

Retried, Simon and Johnny move to Glasgow and start a family. While Johnny still craves the adrenaline and works with the Glasgow Organised Crime and Counter Terrorist Unit, Simon rides among the streets as a paramedic in the Motorcycle Response Unit and only shows up when the guns and stabs are done. That is, until the day when Johnny and his team are taken hostage in a terrorist attack and he's the first responder on scene and The Ghost is needed again.

There are probably a few more in this category and in the kinda-abandoned-but-not-really category, I never fully abandon my works but I'll leave it at that for now

[avonne-writes]

Masterlist

All of my stories on AO3

My MotA stories

Current WIP(s): high school AU (fic series)

Ongoing MotA ideas: post-war PTSD domestic husbands, vet AU, art student Gale AU, friends with benefits AU (aka TA AU), fallen angel AU, sex fail fic, clubbing AU

My Lucemond stories

MotA drabble collection

MotA headcanons and drabbles:

Buck x Bucky kink analysis

Bucky’s sexual preferences with Buck

Buck x Bucky power play headcanon

Rimming scenario

Buck doesn’t like being spanked

Little spoons

Buck cleaning Bucky in the stalag

High school au drabble + second drabble

Sharing a bunk in the stalag + another cuddling drabble

Alone time in the stalag

Vet AU

Gale running cold, Bucky running hot

Wedding headcanons

Tipsy Buck headcanon

Tipsy Buck drabble

Buck in subspace

Symmetry drabble - Gale has a nightmare

Post-war domestic sickfic drabble

Smart Gale - amazed Bucky headcanons

Cute aggression

Alpha nesting headcanon

Abo headcanon

Fem!Gale short headcanon

Gale riding John drabble

Gale’s oral fixation drabble (TA AU)

Fallen angel AU drabble

Fluffy domestic drabble

Sleeping headcanon

HOTD headcanons:

Aemond being quiet during sex

Aemond experiencing new sensations

Lucemond arranged marriage

Lucemond cuddling

Aemond practises kissing with Luke

Aemond self-esteem angst

Unrequited Lucemond

Boyband

Lucemond in IKEA

Two random lucemond headcanons

Showering together headcanons

Birthday headcanons

Road trip AU

High school AU 1

High school AU 2

Viking Aemond

Jealous Lucerys

Luke in a chastity belt

Hogwarts AU

Some general and NSFW headcanons

Aemond seeing buff!Luke for the first time

Valentine's Day headcanons

Aemond's hair

Westerosi texting AU

Adventurer Aemond, lost hiker Luke

HOTD headcanon verses:

Merman AU

Fireman AU

Alpha Aemond imprinting

Various mpreg AUs

Neighbour AU

Knight AU

[daniwib]

911 Mature Fic Master List

This is a master list of my Mature rated 911 fic. There are separate master lists of my fic with other ratings.

Currents

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / none

Genre: Crack, whump

Chapters / Length: 9 / 50k                                          

Main Pairing: Buddie getting together

Set: season 3

Summary:

After the tsunami, Buck convinces the LAFD to upskill firefighters in swift water rescue skills and so the 118 go on a white-water rafting trip. Team building and pranks happen – and some other things too.

Choices & Consequences

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / none

Genre: Whump

Chapters / Length: 5 / 23.5k

Main Pairing: Buddie getting together

Set: season 5b

Summary:

Athena was wrong. The man she thought was the Speed bomber was innocent. And now Buck and Lucy were missing.

Trust me, Darlin’

911 / Supernatural crossover written with TheInverseUniverse

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Genre: Whump, angst

Chapters / Length: 11 / 77.8k

Main Pairing: Buddie

Set: post season 3

Summary:

“Trust me, darlin’,” Dean whispered in his ear, and Buck nodded, all too aware of the gun against his head.

They’d met twice before, their paths crossing as they worked their ways across the country. Two chance meetings, two very enjoyable encounters. Years later, a series of demonic church arsons bring them back together.

Being taken hostage was not how Buck expected to reunite with Dean.

 

The Benefits of Massage

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / none

Genre: Crack

Length: 3k

Main Pairing: Buddie getting together

Set: post season 5

Summary:

Buck navigates one of the trickier aspects of parenting, and does it pretty well, or so he thinks.

Until everything comes to light at a 118 barbeque.

 

There walks darkness

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Rape/Non-Con (presumed rape not actual, but there is non-con)

Genre: Whump, heavy angst

Chapters / Length: 7 / 27.7k

Main Pairing: Buddie

Set: season 5

Summary:

Maddie didn’t kill Doug in the woods when he attacked her. Instead, he was arrested and sent to prison for life. The same prison the 118 are called into to deal with the riot fires in started during a prison brawl…

Buck doesn’t get a good look at the second escapee in the ambulance until it’s far too late.

All the time in the world

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / none

Genre: Hurt/comfort

Length: 1.8k

Main Pairing: Buddie getting together

Set: season 6b

Summary:

A missing scene between when Buck fell asleep on Eddie's couch and the kitchen scene in which Eddie has a panicked flashback and Buck comforts him.

Losing Hope

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / none

Genre: Mpreg, miscarriage

Chapters / Length: 2 / 10k

Main Pairing: Buddie

Set: season 3

Summary:

Hope can be a powerful force, but what happens when it's lost?

Buck and Eddie's love story takes a tragic turn as their relationship ends abruptly after Eddie feels betrayed by the lawsuit. Alone, Buck faces the consequences of their actions when he learns he is unexpectedly pregnant – then loses the baby.

In the midst of his heartbreak and despair, Buck decides to keep a secret that will haunt him forever. With secrets and misunderstandings threatening to tear them apart again, Buck and Eddie must discover whether their love is strong enough to overcome tragedy, or not.

 

The Reluctant Werewolf Support Group. Founder: Evan Buckley

* WIP, has not been abandoned.

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / none

Genre: Crack. Utter, utter crack.

Chapters / Length: 3 out of 4 / 14k

Main Pairing: Buddie

Set: post season 5

Summary:

Eddie gets bitten while on a call. Buck is convinced that Eddie is a werewolf. Eddie is not.

Ashes

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / none

Genre: Angst

Length: 428

Main Pairing: Buddie

Set: no particular time

Summary:

When civilian lives are lost in a large fire, Eddie watches Buck grieve.

 

Buck – yer a dragon!

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / none

Genre: Utter crack, shifter AU

Length: 9.8k

Main Pairing: Buddie

Set: post season 6

Summary:

Eddie and Buck finally talked after that poker game and have been happily together ever since. Life couldn’t be better. Eddie was happy – and Buck was, too.

So happy, in fact, that Chimney had started teasing him about his expanding waistline now that he’s in a settled relationship. And he has been too tired to do much working out lately…

Then one day, Buck starts having stomach issues. No one can figure anything out – until disaster strikes and suddenly there's an egg. Yes, that’s right. An egg.

OR: Buck lays an egg.

 

empty, broken, lonely, hoping

Rating / Ao3 Warnings: Mature / none

Genre: Presumed Dead, angst

Chapters / Length: 9 / 44k

Main Pairing: Buddie

Set: post season 6

Summary:

Eddie's world crumbles when Buck’s apartment building becomes engulfed in a cataclysmic seven-alarm fire, resulting in a devastating mass casualty event. Amidst the chaos, Eddie and the rest of the 118 grapple with the heart-wrenching belief that both Buck and Christopher have met a tragic fate within the merciless inferno.

[musette22]

Hi Minnie,I hope you're well! Feel free not to post this ask because I know it can be a sensitive topic.

I accidentally fell down a Stucky mpreg rabbit hole on ao3 and most of the fics tend to showcase Steve's nervous energy as a first time father. I think Steve would be quite calm and in control but also overwhelmed because he always thought he wouldn't get to be a father at all because of his health and most definitely not get to have a child with Bucky because of attitudes back then

But honestly, if in any universe Bucky were to get pregnant I would want him to the have the softest pregnancy possible. Preferably in Brooklyn, maybe a townhouse that they can decorate the place with lots of art. Steve would take such good care of Buck and fall even more in love with him as he grows their little one. Lots of massages and reading to the baby because he's and involved partner and painting their nursery while not letting Bucky do a single thing because paint fumes aren't good for him to be around. I can imagine Bucky being in awe at the fact that he is able to grow life within him after decades if being used as a killer. I hope he as the gentlest labor with Steve at his side as he bring their child into the world and Nat and Sam arguing over which godparent gets to hold the baby first until Steve tells them to take the fighting elsewhere because Bucky doesn't need to stress over anything when he's giving birth.

This scenario got away from me and I've rambled on for too long. I don't usually read mpreg at all. I adore Stucky as parents and wanted to read a few stories and got carried away with this instead. I want the best for them after everything they've been through.

Hi sweetheart! Oh my goodness, this ask 🥺 I don't see why I wouldn't post this! Sure, lots of people don't enjoy or even dislike mpreg, and I know there's a risk of fetishisation and gender stereotyping, but that doesn't necessarily always have to be the case imo (but I'll make sure to tag it, just in case). And there is something so soft and beautiful about the scenario you're describing here 💕 It's all about the softness and tenderness they deserve, after all the hardship and horror they've had to endure in their long lives. The idea of them creating a new life together and building a family together in the place where they grew up is just wonderful. They deserve it so so much, if that were something they'd both want!

I don't usually read mpreg either but I have been known to enjoy a story or two when the mood struck, and I very much enjoyed this sweet ask ❤️ Thank you for sending it to me, lovely!

[wildlife4life]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by the amazing @prince-buck-diaz

I have paused a bit on my mpreg Buck a/b/o fic for a bit because I'm still having trouble with how to move the story along. So until then I've gone back to a different wip, the return of Buck's sperm donor kid. Enjoy!

What is with kids running away in Ubers to get to Buck? If Eddie had a nickel each time this happened, well he’d only have two nickels, but still two runaways in Ubers was too many. Hen’s inquiry was interrupted by the pounding of feet coming up the loft stairs.  Eddie looked over in time to see his very distressed husband hustling up to the landing with 4-year-old Sebastian on his hip. “Daddy!” the toddler yelled spotting his other father. Eddie could never stop the grin that took over his face at the sight of either of his sons and in a few short strides, he came to Buck’s side and scooped Sebastian up into his arms.  “Hey bubba.” Eddie greeted softly, giving him a tight hug then leaned over to give a quick peck to Buck’s lips, “I’m sorry.” He whispered. “Buck!” Carson shouted and scrambled his way off the couch and over to taller man. “Carson- “Buck began but was cut off by young boy slamming into his legs with a tight hug.  Eddie could see the irritation bleed away to gentle concern. It was impossible for Buck to ever be remotely upset with a child, let alone one he knew was his own. Buck didn’t return the hug but did softly pat Carson on the back. “No, my daddy!” Sebastian whined, wriggling in Eddie’s arms.  Eddie sighed. His son was currently in a stage where he didn’t want to share anything, especially his dads, unless it was with Chris. Hen stepped forward, “Let me have him, we can go explore the firetruck huh Sebastian?” The youngest Buckley-Diaz looked over at the fire Captain, up at Eddie, then back at Buck, whose attention was entirely on Carson.  Eddie gave Sebastian a gentle squeeze, returning his son’s attention to him, “Go play with Auntie Hen, okay?” “Okay.” Sebastian nodded and Eddie smacked a kiss into his curls before handing him off to Hen. Once she had left the loft with their son, Buck gently pried Carson off his legs and bent down to his level, “Carson what are you doing here? Do your parents know where you are? Are you okay? How the hell did you even-“Buck cut off his own rambling when he noticed Carson becoming a little overwhelmed. Eddie stepped forward, “Let’s start with why you’re here Carson.” Carson’s eyes flickered towards Eddie, his nerves setting in once more, “Can’t I just speak to Buck?” Buck shook his head, “Eddie is my husband and a firefighter too.  Despite how grumpy he looks,” Eddie rolled his eyes at the tease, “Eddie is very kind and only wants to help.” Carson took a minute, probably deciding whether to trust Eddie or not.  But Eddie wasn’t leaving his husband to deal with this on his own.  Eventually Carson nodded and finally spoke, “I wanted to meet you.  Meet my real dad.”

Tagging: @thekristen999 @thewolvesof1998 @ebdaydreamer @elvensorceress @bekkachaos @lizzybizzyzzz @alyxmastershipper @shortsighted-owl

[lee-bella]

HP Fest Schedule: June 13 - July 2

Another fortnight; another fortnight (and some) worth of HP fest dates, this time from June 13 to July 2.

The calendar for the second half of 2023 is starting to fill up. Check out 2023 HP Fest Schedule for more fest dates.

The next HP Fest News Round-up will be up on Potterfests (DW and LJ) on June 20 (tomorrow!). Ta-ta!

June 13

Black Brothers Fest (DW): Tagset nominations open.

June 14

Harry James Potter Week 2023: Prompt lists posted.

June 15

R/S Big Bang 2023: Author sign-up closes.

Wolfstar First Date Challenge: AO3 collection closes.

Drarry Disability Fest: Claiming ends.

Drarry Let's Play 2023 (gaming): Prompting closes. Claiming opens.

Lights Camera Drarry 2023 (film, theatre, tv show inspired): Creators revealed.

Liquid Luck Roll the Dice Challenge: First day to request prompts.

June 16

H/D Career Fair 2023 (Tumblr): Prompting opens.

June 17

Drarry Disability Fest:  Works due.

HP Bodice Ripper Fest (Drarry, HP femslash; romance tropes): Last day to claim.

HP Halloween Fest: Prompting opens.

June 18

It's a Slytherin Soiree (Slytherin centric): Sign-up ends. Entries due.

Harry/Draco Mpreg Fest: Reveals.

Dramione Month: Daily prompt suggestion form closes.

June 20

HP Fruit Fest: Last day to sign up and post.

Dramione Month: Daily prompt voting begins.

June 21

It's a Slytherin Soiree (Slytherin centric): Stories reveal begins.

Game of Drarry Basilisks and Staircases: Last day to sign-up?

The Department of Missed Stories (rare tags/tropes): Last day to sign up.

June 22

HP Law of Attraction Fest (lightning era students; exchange): Check-in.

Game of Drarry Basilisks and Staircases: Last day to receive new prompt.

June 23

HP Cest Fest 2023: Claiming ends.

Bellatrix Fest 2023: Prompting closes.

June 24

Kill Your Darlings 2023 (major character death): Prompting ends.

Snarry AUctoberfest (alternate universe): Prompting ends.

Bellatrix Fest 2023: Claiming opens.

June 25

HP Cest Fest 2023: Works due.

Slither In Fest 2023 (bottom Tom|Voldemort): Last day to sign-up, claim and post.

Black Brothers Fest (DW): Prompting opens.

June 26

HP Pride Extravaganza: Challenge begins.

June 29

Nott in the Cards (Theodore Nott; tarot cards): Writer claiming ends.

Game of Drarry Basilisks and Staircases: Last day to submit for points.

Forbidden Fruit Fest (pseudo-incest): Sign-up ends.

June 30

Nott in the Cards (Theodore Nott; tarot cards): Works due.

Forbidden Fruit Fest (pseudo-incest): Works due.

Tales as Old as Time Fest (Disney songs): Claiming ends.

HP Poetry Fest: Last day for open submission.

Daddymort Festival (Tom|Voldemort, Harry; one of them is the father, bio, adopted, sugar etc.): Works due.

HP Halloween Fest: Prompting closes.

HP Summertime Prompt Challenge: Challenge ends.

Dreomione Fest 2023 (Draco/Theodore/Hermione): Claiming ends?

H/D Career Fair 2023 (Tumblr): Last day to prompt.

July 1

Nott in the Cards (Theodore Nott; tarot cards): Posting begins.

Drarry Disability Fest: Posting begins.

HP Pride Fest 2023: Author reveals.

The Department of Missed Stories (rare tags/tropes): Works due.

Kill Your Darlings 2023 (major character death): Claiming begins.

Prongsfoot Fest 2023 (James/Sirius): Prompting opens.

H/D Wireless (music-inspired): Posting begins.

Daddymort Festival (Tom|Voldemort, Harry; one of them is the father, bio, adopted, sugar etc.): Stories revealed

Snarry AUctoberfest (alternate universe): Claiming opens.

Sirius Black Fest 2023: Prompting opens.

HP Halloween Fest: Claiming opens.

Sugarfest: A Sugar Daddy Harry Fest: Prompting opens.

Liquid Luck Roll the Dice Challenge: AO3 collection opens.

Dreomione Fest 2023 (Draco/Theodore/Hermione): Submissions due.

H/D Career Fair 2023 (Tumblr): Claiming begins.

Black Brothers Fest (DW): Claiming opens.

July 2

Buck Moon 2023 (Remus/Sirius): AO3 collection revealed.

HP Cest Fest 2023: Anon posting begins.

HP Pride Extravaganza: Last day of challenge.

[snarkythewoecrow]

okay, for a little treat, here's some super big feels in snippet form from my mpreg!buck story (which i should make a special tag for) but this is a buddie, one night stand to enemies to reluctant roommates to lovers/family fic, with misunderstandings and lots of hurt/comfort, and this out-of-context snippet is from some stuff I wrote tonight, with Athena being the best surrogate mom to Buck in his time of need, like the feels!

tagging @kookieisbaby and @underwater-ninja-13 since i think they might be interested, i've never done a tag list but i can try to make one for snippets from this fic if you want, just let me know if you want on it

“Buck, sweetheart, you did take it, didn’t you?” she asked.

Something clawed at his throat, scraping upwards and making him cough, trying to ease it. The sensation didn’t abate, but he pushed past it, nodding tightly a few times, then managing to rasp, “Yeah, I—it’s in there, but, uh, I couldn’t—I couldn’t—I can’t—”

He shook his head, not able to explain—and not just because he didn’t know how, but because his chest had suddenly refused to expand how it should, leaving the tissues burning for oxygen, screaming for him to suck in faster--pull harder--to fill his lungs. Though that only made the panic worse.

“Woah, woah, woah,” she said, touching his shoulders, then his face, turning him to face her. “Breathe, Buck. Come on, baby.”

The room spun when he shook his head. “Can’t—can’t—I can’t.”

“Easy—look at me—that’s it, baby—there you are.” One of her hands slid to the back of his neck, putting him in a scruff that sent a jolt through his arms, then into his chest, working like the opposite of adrenaline. “I promise—you can, and very much are, breathing. You’re moving air, baby. It might not feel like it, but I promise you are.”

The tight cinch of panic around his ribcage eased.

His gaze locked with hers, latching on and finding faith. In and out. He wasn’t suffocating—Athena wouldn’t let him drown.

Her lips twitched, an almost smile. “There you go—those lungs are working a little better for you now, huh? Alright, just keep breathing, nice and slow, for a bit longer, then we’ll go from there. That sound good to you?”

A quick nod, then he closed his eyes, focusing on the warmth of her hand squeezing his neck, grounding and reminding him of a childhood he never had, with a mother who’d never cared to soothe him this way.

Then, after gathering himself, though his nerves still buzzed with static, he took an easier breath and opened his eyes to face Athena, and everything that time refused to stop chasing.

Because no matter what, sooner or later, the test would need to be read—and his life would change—even if he wasn’t pregnant, as this experience had already left its mark.

“Um, thanks—and sorry, for, you know, all that.”

She rolled her eyes, brows lifting and dropping her hand from his neck. “You’re just as bad as Bobby—and you know, you’re not the only one who struggles—we all do from time to time. But that’s what pack is for, right? We’re here for each other, through thick and thin, or whatever is waiting behind that door.”

“Yeah, I know.”

She shrugged a little. “Eh, I’m not sure you do, but it’s a work in progress, baby. We all are, in our own ways. But the real question is, are you ready to see what the next step is gonna be—where this path is leading?”

His throat still ached when he swallowed. Then he inhaled hard and fast, exhaling just as roughly afterward. “I’m scared, ’Thena.”

“I bet you are—probably downright terrified, but I’m here, and the pack is a phone call away. You know Maddie will drop everything if you ask, and no matter what—we’ll back you up. However you want to play it.”

He had to stop his hand from sliding to his lower belly. Then, glancing at the door, he asked, not even turning back to her, “Can you—would you look? Then—then tell me. I can’t and I—I think it would be easier if you…”

She patted his shoulder. “Of course, baby.”

[911angstinautumn]

Anomaly

By: @911onabc

Rating: Mature

Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz. Evan "Buck" Buckley & Maddie Buckley, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Firehouse 118 Crew

Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz, Christopher Diaz, Maddie Buckley, Howie "Chimney" Han, Bobby Nash, Athena Grant, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Karen Wilson, May Grant

Additional Tags: Mpreg, Loss of Bodily Autonomy, Getting Together, Aliens, Science Fiction, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Postpartum Depression, Depression, Christopher Diaz Has Two Dads, Roommates, cloning, Non-Sexual Reproduction, Friends to Lovers, Rated M for Themes, Trauma, Medical Trauma, Denial of Abortion

Summary: Buck almost felt like he should be grateful.

He wasn’t the first person for it to happen to. And a lot of the stories he had heard about those first people were far worse.

Horror stories had plagued the news of people blacking out and waking up on a cold metal table. They were poked and prodded and cut into. The pain, they said, was unimaginable.

Then, they would wake up in their beds. Traumatized.

And pregnant with their own clone.

OR: Aliens abduct and impregnate Buck, and his family helps him through it—Eddie most of all.

[brainrot-yumm]

by the way if anyone is willing to buy me the one Bunny Call fnaf book that has the Matpat Springtrap mpreg short in it I WILL immediately start writing a Matpat/Springtrap raw smutfic because I refuse to believe that they acutally held hands and got pregnant just like that.

If I'm honest I don't even want that. Someone just please like. DM me the entire short story transcript. PLEASE. And I genuinely will get right on it. I've been talking about this for ages but I haven't felt the urge to throw 8 bucks away and I love pirating. someone pleASE PLEASE

[tache-noire]

if the bucks are hanging around tumblr it's our duty to start writing insane jackshit to scare them off. roll out the mpreg. roll out the hucow farming. write a disturbingly detailed story about matt transforming erotically into a bright yellow 1958 Frigidaire "Futurama" refrigerator-freezer combo and nick storing snacks in him. make them furries. come on. we gotta be in this together.

[fmnds]

Trick or Treat

This week is kicking my butt, thank you for your patience

General Likes/Kinks/Tropes: Sticking to canon is great but I enjoy a well written AU. I love a great trope. Pretend/Fake relationships, sharing a bed, coffee shop, stuck in a confined space, end of the world scenarios, UST, slow burn, What-If. I also have a strange obsession with medical fiction, true crime and natural disaster movies. I love the “get-together” part of relationships the most.

General DNW: character death, BDSM, mpreg, bestiality, hard kink, non-con/dub-con, poly/threesome/orgies, a/b/o

Specific Fandoms prompt ideas

1. Doctor Who

Rose/9:

A future Rose encounters a past 9.

AU with Halloween hijinx. An age gap relationship. Rose keeps prank the cranky man next door

10 and Donna

Maybe a Halloween adventure? They travel to sleepy hallow

I just love their dynamic and any little in-between story would be fun. Maybe donna takes him on a random adventure

2. House of the Dragon

This show. It has a hold over me.

Alicent/Rhaenyra

Their dynamic in their teens is interesting. Perhaps they had a relationship going on prior to their marriages?

Could be a complete AU as well, what would these two be like at a boarding school?

Daemon/Rhaenyra

This relationship... Not my usual. At all. However, their chemistry is 🔥 the slow burn has me locked in

Maybe he keeps sending her ravens?

An AU (maybe change up the biological relationship... Maybe uncle through marriage?)

3. Letterkenny

All Characters

A Halloween celebration...maybe some sort of scavenger hunt?

They investigate a possible haunting at Modeens

4. A League of Their Own

I love this show! I do love Carson/Greta buuut I felt like there was something between Max and Carson. Would love to see that explored

Max/Carson- maybe more develops during one of their late night sessions

Carson goes to one of Max games. She's her biggest fan

5. Harry Potter

Sirius/Remus: would love maurader Halloween fun.

Pansy/Hermione: accidental penpals

8th year AU becoming friends

6. 9-1-1

Buck/Eddie

A matchmaker test/compatibility pairs them up and they are not as shocked as they should be

Pretend husbands

7. Falcon and the Winter soldier

Sam/Bucky

Sam throws a Halloween party and Bucky is not impressed

[datleggy]

Dunno about you but I love those lawsuit AU stories where Buck goes down to join the 126 in the wake of the animosity and neglect he faces from the 118, but like, angsty mpreg twist; Buck is pregnant when he leaves (basically the only reason he leaves is bc of the baby, had he not been pregnant he would have stuck it out for as long as he needed to, bc he loves his family so much) and either doesn't tell the team, or they don't give him the chance/time of day. So he goes down to join the 126 and has the baby, and fast forward however long (could be a few months, could be a few years) and who does Buck run into? Christopher! He was visiting family over in Palo Alto and they were taking a detour in Austin on their way. But Chris would be SO excited to see that Buck is either pregnant or has a little baby with him, he would ask all kinds of questions about the baby. Please excuse the blurb I'm about to throw up.

"is it a boy, or a girl?" Chris' eyes are alight in wonder as he presses a careful hand to Buck's belly. Buck chuckles. God he missed this kid so damn much.

"A boy," he responds, and he was so close to just telling Chris he was going to have a little brother, but Buck doesn't want to make this impromptu reunion any harder then it already is.

Somehow, Chris lights up even further, almost blinding with how brightly he smiles. Buck finds he has to fight back tears at the sight, and curses the pregnancy hormones (even if he knows that he would react this way, hormones or not).

"Can I name him?" Buck chuckles again and ruffles the curly hair. He hopes his son looks like Chris, at least a little bit. Curly hair, big doe eyes, a beautiful smile that lights up every room he walks into. Buck feels selfish for wanting to have a reminder of his oldest son (does he even have a right to call Chris that? It's not like he and Eddie were ever officially together, let alone Buck being important enough to be viewed as Chris' other father) through his youngest, but he's convinced himself already that the likelyhood of seeing Christopher again after today is slim to none.

"I think I already have a name that I like." Chris pouts when he hears this, frowning at Buck's belly as though the baby within betrayed him, but Buck smiles and taps the boy on the forehead gently until he looks up at him.

"You know what, though? I don't have a middle name. Think you can help me out?" Truthfully, Buck was planning on giving the baby the middle name Christopher, maybe Edmundo if it doesn't fit him once he's born, but the look on Chris' face makes dashing those plans more than worth it.

Chris opens his mouth to speak when he's cut off by someone calling his name.

"Chris? Christopher?! Dios mio, there you are mijo!" Like something out of a bad romance movie, Eddie comes careening around the corner, booking it towards his son as soon as he sees him. He gets down to his knees and starts looking his son over for injuries, chastising the boy as he does so for running off like that.

"Christopher Diaz, you know better than to run off like that. What's gotten into you?" Chris grins at his father now and gestures behind him.

"I found Buck, dad!" Eddie looks at the man standing behind Chris and, lo and behold, that is indeed Evan Buckley, looking stunning, practically glowing, really, and looking very awkward. He gives a stiff wave and a weird smile when he and Eddie lock eyes.

"Hi, Eddie. Uh, long time no see?" He puts his hands into his pants pockets, a nervous habit Eddie knows Buck picked up for when he's in an awkward position. And this /is/ an awkward position they're in, Eddie realizes. It's been almost half a year since the last time he saw Buck, and even longer since they were together on good terms. He almost can't remember the last time they laid together, like equals, like lovers. It's been--

Eddie finally notices Buck's very clearly pregnant stomach, and when he does the math, well, it's been about long enough for /that/ to have happened.

Buck notices Eddie staring at his bump and his hands come up to cover it, some protective instinct coming over him. When Eddie finally drags his gaze from Buck's belly up to meet his eyes, Buck swallows against the lump forming in his throat. His eyes are wide in disbelief, and Buck knows Eddie, knows him well. Once upon a time he would have argued that he knows him better than anyone. So he knows what the other man is thinking. Clearing his throat, Buck resigns himself to his fate.

"We uh, we should talk."

Omg this got so long and out of hand I'm so sorry chshjsbdjsj I hope you enjoy the little drabble-ish thing I wrote??? I don't even know what this is tbh but I hope it brought you joy to read 😭😭😭

It is 7 in the morning!!! Being late for work be damned lmao I say here and read this like three times---where's the rest of it?!?

Lol but foreal this was such a good drabble and made me so sad 😭😭😭

Also the most in Canon thing is Eddie losing sight of Christopher w his sneaky lil self 😊

I love this 💖

[daniwib]

Fic Writing Review 2023

Words and fics

• 281,412 words published to ao3

• approx. 150,000 more unpublished (unfinished WIP’s)

• 2 fandoms (911 & 911 Lonestar)

• Most recent drop: Night at the (Wax) Museum – an utterly cursed piece of work that is virtually unreadable. Seriously. I dare you to try. I wrote this for a guess-the-writer event and made it so unrecognisable as my own work that virtually no one read it at all. It’s a fun story and I hope that more people will read the grammatically correct version that I’ll be posting hopefully today.  

• Longest fic in 2023: empty, broken, lonely, hoping at 44k (Buck and Christopher are presumed dead when Buck’s building burns down) This is one of my favourites this year.

Top 2023 fics by kudos

• empty, broken, lonely, hoping (Buck and Christopher are presumed dead when Buck’s building burns down). I really like this one and am quite proud of it. One of my favourites I’ve written this year.

• Losing Hope (Buck gets pregnant right before the lawsuit but loses the baby). Huh. This surprised me. I never thought I’d write mpreg or lawsuit fic OR that it would be one of my highest kudos’d fic this year. How bizarre!

Upcoming events and projects for 2024

Gah this is scary, I have so many.

Reluctant Werewolf crack – I really need to sit down and finish the last chapter of this. It’s about half done.

Coronation crack – likewise. I got blocked when RWRB was released and featured a polo scene very similar to what I was planning for Buddie in England and haven’t been able to get back to it since. I think I’ll scrap that chapter and just finish it off. I loathe having unfinished wip’s partly posted, it does my head in.

Big werewolf AU – featuring all my favourite tropes of kidnapped Buck, worried Eddie, Buck whump and Eddie whump too. I started it in January 2023. It’s fully plotted and maybe 2/3’s written at around 70k.

Navy Seal Buck – there’s something so fun about secretly bamf! Buck going all out to protect his firefam. He gets whumped during the course of, naturally. Again, started in January 2023, fully plotted and is maybe half done at about 50k-ish.

Angsty Buckley family drama set around the Madney wedding aka the one that will make you all weep. Fully plotted, partly begun.

Kidnapped TK – this one is so big and complex that I’m thinking of turning it into a novel some day. Fully plotted and partially written.

Eddie porn reviewer. Plotted only.

Buck sex worker. Plotted, partially written.

Carla romance novelist gets Buddie together. Plotted, partially written.

Plus the other 90+ ideas in my Ideas folder!

I’m unlikely to get much done before Christmas, too busy with family stuff and am recovering from having to have an emergency appendectomy while also having Influenza A this week. It’s been… rough.

Same for January as hubby and I are going on the first holiday alone together since having kids – Tasmania here we come! I am very glad my surgery didn’t ruin that.

Thank you for the tag @sherlockcrossing  

No pressure tagging: @daughterofscotland  @rogerzsteven @cal-daisies-and-briars @ronordmann and anyone else who wants to share!

Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.