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⚜️ blackeyedblonde’s ongoing master list of Good Omens fics ⚜️

Since twitter is on the blitz these days I guess I need to endeavor to move this comprehensive list here over yonder; my fics are always accessible on my AO3 page under my handle blackeyedblonde, but in case anybody wanted to see the ineffable stuff all in one place, here they are in chronological order of posting date beginning in November 2019. I affectionately refer to my back catalog as “adult bedtime stories” so please be aware nearly all of these are very much NSFW.

A/N: Many of my stories focus pretty intently on things like comfort, catharsis, emotional and physical healing, and deeper explorations of intimacy; some of these stories explore those motifs through the use of consensual kink and roleplay, so please be mindful of all tags. I am also a big proponent of Switch Life and have Crowley and Aziraphale swap out their roles and Efforts, including in the carrying of male presenting or genderfluid pregnancies, though I do Not write cismale mpreg. Please feel free to scroll through and take a look around, I offer a wide variety of niche topics and scenarios. Enjoy!

1. This Miraculous Child (Of Ours) || 12K || Explicit

Major themes: post-Almost Apocalypse, established relationship, unplanned pregnancy, pregnant Crowley, childbirth, home birth, ineffable parents, fluff, humor, domestic nesting, slightly book flavored boys

“Well?” Crowley asks, wretchedly pulling his sunglasses from his face. “Why isn’t your angelic juju doing me one better and nipping whatever this is in the arse?” The fact that Aziraphale has paled some himself and reached up to clutch at the front of his dressing gown doesn’t seem to bode well.

“You—you’re with child, Crowley,” he says, just like that, in the messy parlor of this once-scourged effing bookshop in Soho where Crowley thought he’d lost the one thing he ever really cared about, the car be damned, since they unraveled into existence and millennia began.

2. With Plenty of Room to Grow || 37K || Explicit || direct sequel to “This Miraculous Child (Of Ours)”

Major themes: future fic, domestic life, kid fic, ineffable parents, banter and humor, fluff, planned pregnancy, pregnant Crowley, childbirth, home birth, old married couple, porn with many feelings

Aziraphale is deathly quiet on the other end of the line, and finally Crowley breaks. “When I said she needed a playmate, I didn’t even realize—that we, could, well. You know. Do the ol’ one-two, and source merchandise internally.”

He can practically hear Aziraphale’s blink. “The old ‘one-two’?”

Crowley presses his fingers into his eye sockets and tips his head back. “I’m saying, angel, that you could knock me up again so the poor kid could have a brother or a sister, or something. At least whatever the bloody hell came out would be more on par with her own existence as a—whatever she is, which is certainly-not-human-after-all!”

3. a perfectly willing sacrifice || 10K || Explicit

Major themes: historical setting, monster fucking, transformation, medical kink, size kink, consensual kink of many colors, first time, virgin Crowley, virgin “sacrifice,” dark humor, banter, happy ending (please follow link for a more thorough list of kinks)

Later that night, when neither he nor Aziraphale are sleeping in the advisor’s small hut, but rather getting quickly and efficiently smashed on some stripe of primitive alcohol so potent he’s pretty sure they could breathe fire with it, Crowley gets up the courage to ask what, exactly, the mountain spirit does to the sacrificial virgin peacemakers.

“He, uh—well. You know. It’s...rather quite unsavory to talk about, dear. I’d rather not.”

“Thisss is going to be me up there tomorrow, you bloody nit,” Crowley slurs, slamming his cup down on the table. “I need to know before I’m in the thick of it, don’t I?”

Aziraphale looks visibly flustered, but attempts to press on. “The ritual entails….a special cleansing of your womb prior to the mountain spirit’s arrival. I’ll have to perform—hic!—the proper rites and blessings, you see. It’s something of a tedious process, all in all.”

“I beg your fucking pardon!” Crowley half-shouts, suddenly a touch more sober than he was mere moments ago. “MY WOMB?”

4. that healing place || 9K || Mature

Major themes: pre-Almost Apocalypse, established relationship, slightly book flavored boys, whump, hurt Crowley, sentient Bentley, bookshop setting, metaphysical healing, physical healing, intimacy, hurt/comfort, light angst, non-graphic tender sex

“Oh, dearest, don’t you ever worry about me and my sentimentalities,” Aziraphale says softly, leaning in as if to thumb away the tear track, though he seems to freeze when he finally notices the hairline fissure on Crowley’s sunglasses.

“Crowley,” he says at length, gone dangerously serious and quiet, and in the same moment Crowley can feel his last finger clinging to the edge of the glamour, sensing the open abyss with its gaping maw waiting below him. “What did they do?”

“Nothing,” he lies through his teeth, trembling with the effort to stay upright, to even utter the next three words that rattle in his throat. “Nothing at all.”

5. Nanny Dearest || 7K || Explicit

Major themes: Dowling era, Nanny Crowley, Brother Francis Aziraphale, sexual role play, consensual role play, pegging, double-ended strap on, top Crowley, breaking character, emotional sex, developing relationship

Antonia smiles, and then goes over to fetch her handbag where she left it on the table. “Not so fast, pet,” she says, popping the clasp to reach inside for something. “I had some other plans for you and I, tonight.”

When she withdraws her hand, she’s holding something very black and very phallic, though not entirely in the so-called traditional sense, given the fact that it seems to have protrusions of slightly differing shapes on both ends.

Francis swallows, hard, and tries not to let his voice crack. “And what might those plans be, madam?”

(Crowley and Aziraphale do some roleplaying at the Dowling Estate; they're only...uhm, partially successful.)

More behind the cut!

6. everything nameless, beneath the desert stars || 4.5K || Mature

Major themes: historical setting, desert setting, post-Crucifixion, Good Friday, some angst, hurt/comfort, first time, life-affirming sex, brief snake Crowley, outdoor sex, slight codependency vibes if you squint, accidental fennec fox cameo before it became a running gag in the fandom

After witnessing the crucifixion at Golgotha, Aziraphale wanders into the desert to be alone for a while. As it turns out, Crowley isn't too far behind him.

7. Stairway to Heaven || 7K || Explicit

Major themes: Aziraphale with a cock piercing, body modification, established relationship, old married couple, horny Crowley, confident Aziraphale, teasing, date night, some semi-public sex, top!Aziraphale, Bentley sex, bookshop sex, deep penetration

Crowley has gone somewhat paler now, his own dark-lined eyes wide and almost catlike in the low lighting, slitted pupils dilated in interest. “Do not tell me,” he breathes, “you’ve gone and had your prick pierced.”

“Alright then, I shan’t,” Aziraphale says simply, bringing his silver spoon back up to delicately suck it clean. “You really should try this tiramisu, it’s right up your alley.”

8. his cup runneth over || 12.5K || Explicit

Major themes: established relationship, sexual exploration, Effort switching, kink negotiation, oviposition kink, egg laying, bottom Aziraphale, service top Crowley, supportive Crowley, inert eggs (no babies, eggs are made of antique jade), cervix penetration, mutual trust/love/support, emotional sex, catharsis, vulnerability, learning to let go

“I suppose that would depend,” Aziraphale says carefully, making a brief glance upward. “Specifically, on the nature and terms of your indulgence. What did you have in mind?”

“Well,” Crowley sighs, putting one hand in his pocket and rocking back on his heels, glancing left, right, and then straight down between them, the improvising bastard. “Maybe use these, on a lark,” he says, picking up and holding one perfectly rounded stone egg in his palm. “Little something fresh added into playtime. What say you?”

Aziraphale’s eyes widen before they flick up to the demon’s impassive face. “These are antique—no, they are ancient, by modern standards,” he asserts. “From the fifth century! Whatever would you want to use them for?”

“Oh, y’know,” Crowley says casually, wrapping his long fingers around the polished jade. “Put them inside you one by one, make you come a half-dozen times until you can’t say anything but my name, turn you into a quivering pile of angelic goo, something like that.”

9. not a damsel, just damned || 8K || Explicit

Major themes: established relationship, human role play, cathartic role play, pretend meet!cute, pregnant Crowley, genderfluid Crowley, bearded Aziraphale, Crowley has a praise kink, emotional sex, tenderness

With that settled and behind them, Ezra slips further into bed and runs a tender hand up the inside of Anthony’s calf, fingers tracing upward to just above his freckled knee before they stop. “When’s the last time you made love?” he asks, and Anthony immediately wants to close his eyes and perish.

“I already told you,” he rasps. “The last time I shagged somebody was when—”

“That doesn’t answer my question,” Ezra says, arching an eyebrow. Waiting, so patiently, for Anthony to tell him the truth. Any truth.

Anthony knows the real answer, deep down, hidden under the guise of rain and nightfall surrounding them on all sides. Ezra is no fool, and so Anthony won’t treat him like one.

“Three weeks ago,” he says simply, staring into those two sapphire eyes that almost look violet in the half-dark. “In a bookshop, with an angel.”

(The ineffables make an exaggerated game of make-believe late one night, wherein unlucky Anthony—very lost and very pregnant in the Soho streets amidst an unending downpour—finds refuge in the company of one hospitable Dr. Ezra Fell, who welcomes him without question into the warmth of his humble home.)

10. all this Life stuff || 15K || Mature

Major themes: Garden of Eden, meet cute, getting to know each other, first time, making an Effort, first kiss, ineffable idiots, frottage, intercrural sex, silly banter and humor, crack treated seriously, nesting, yearning, initial snake Crowley, brief Adam & Eve cameos

“You’re being terribly cryptic, Crawley the Serpent,” Aziraphale says, hitching his hands up on his hips. “Suppose I go back and fetch my flaming sword. I haven’t forgotten where you came from, you know. Beyond guarding the Eastern Gate, my orders extend to smiting anyt—”

“Listen, we’re just having a chat between friends,” Crawley says, holding his palms up. “You see any tricks up these sleeves?” He pulls back the material of his robes and exposes his freckled forearms again, shaking the fabric out for good measure. “Nada. Zip.”

Aziraphale huffs and turns that sloped little nose of his up toward the heavens. “How are we friends? I hardly even know you.”

That weirdly stings, just a touch, but Crawley doesn’t let it knock the wind from his sails. “Maybe not yet, but I’ve got a feeling we will be,” he says, smiling more openly and sweetly this time. “Maybe some of that shiny goodness of yours will rub off where it counts, eh?”

11. our dove, our perfect one || 33K || Explicit

Major themes: post-Almost Apocalypse, future fic, established relationship, ineffable husbands (literally; they’re already married), South Downs cottage, starting a family, pregnant Aziraphale, supportive Crowley, POV alternating, domestic life, porn with feelings, childbirth, home birth

“Well, it wasn’t last week, it was twenty sodding years ago,” Crowley says, reaching again for his coffee mug, miraculously piping hot and topped off with a quickness. “What’s gotten into you all of a sudden about kids? This is—weird.” He flaps his free hand through the air and makes an odd face. “Uncharacteristic, really. Can you do exorcisms on angels? I may need to make a few calls.”

Aziraphale draws in a steadying breath and then lets it back out again. His shoulders drop, his feet are firmly planted flat on the floor in his slippers. He folds the crossword section in half with a perfect crease and looks up at Crowley sitting across from him.

“I think I’d like to have a baby,” the angel says.

12. held and healing || 4.5K || Explicit

Major themes: established relationship, South Downs cottage, light whump, caretaking, Crowley has chronic pain, hurt/comfort, intimacy, bathing/washing, tenderness, ineffable husbands, Aziraphale’s magical healing cock

“Do you need anything?” Aziraphale asks softly, only for the second time today.

This is their dance, their routine, their tried and true merry-go-round of give and take.

“Yeah,” Crowley grits out this time, sounding terribly raw when he does. “You.”

(Crowley hurts, sometimes; Aziraphale wants to fix it, always.)

13. starbright || 761 words || Teen+

Major themes: established relationship, old married couple, romance, South Downs cottage, marriage proposal, magic, Crowley made the stars

“Pick one,” Crowley says, long-fingered hand making a flourish toward the endless horizon in front of them.

“Pick what, dearest?” Aziraphale asks, swishing the last few sips of wine around the bottom of his glass.

“A star,” Crowley clarifies, like Aziraphale really ought to know better. He gestures again toward the dark sky thrown out in front of them like a bolt of blue-black velvet, punched through with a million tiny pinpricks of white and golden light. “Any which one you’d like.”

14. a nest of some kind || 32.5K || Explicit

Major themes: post-Almost Apocalypse, established relationship, developing relationship, egg pregnancy, pregnant Crowley, egg laying, supportive Aziraphale, nesting, South Downs cottage, romance, banter and humor, light angst, grief/mourning, some breeding kink, happy ending

Crowley opens his eyes, breathing a little hard. They stare at each other for a long, terrible moment of silence. Aziraphale blinks again, and then his eyes quizzically go to Crowley’s abdomen.

“Eggs,” he repeats, like he can’t quite believe it, and then points a finger for clarification. “Inside you?”

“Yes,” Crowley says miserably, bringing his hands up to his face. “The endless perks of being a bless-ed snake demon. I forgot to banish them away this time, I s’pose. But now they won’t budge.”

“Ah,” Aziraphale says lightly. And then, with slightly more feeling, “Oh my.”

“You’re not panicking,” Crowley deadpans, peering between his fingers at the angel. “Why aren’t you panicking?”

15. Such Delightful Depths || 12.5K || Explicit

Major themes: Reverse AU, established relationship, angel Crowley, demon Aziraphale, kraken form Aziraphale, tentacle sex, deep penetration, double penetration, bath sex, atmospheric ambiance, romance, brief choking, breeding kink, safe/sane/consensual, porn with feelings

“I can’t sit here and spell it out any more clearly to penetrate your thick kraken skull,” Anthony grunts. “I want your bless-ed tentacles, and I want them inside me—all over me, Ezra, in nooks and crannies that would make the Pope’s hat crawl off his ruddy head and hitchhike to hell itself. I want you exactly as you are, and that’s all there is to it, so. Are we good now, or have you got something else to angst about before shagging me stupid?”

Ezra makes a sound that suspiciously seems caught between a laugh and a cough. “No, I think you’ve cleared up the majority of my concerns, dear,” he says, bringing his hands up to Anthony’s chest before slowly dragging them lower, and by the time he reaches the angel’s hips the familiar hands are gone, replaced by the wet, supple glide of something different altogether. “Shall we begin?”

16. the midwife and the goatherd || 13.5K || Mature || related to the backstory of the “our dove, our perfect one” universe

Major themes: historical setting, nomadic, midwife Crowley, female presenting Crowley, goatherd Aziraphale, hurt/comfort, angst, grief/mourning, Crowley is bad at being a demon and/or good with children, secondary character death, newborn babies, breastfeeding, lactation kink, use of female presenting mammaries for feeding infants and adult purposes are kept very separate, intimacy, pining while together, first kiss, hopeful ending

Aziraphale is guiding his small herd of goats to the watering pool to drink when he spots a dark figure sitting a-ways down the rocky bank.

It’s not an unusual sight in these parts, a woman doing her washing or bathing by the water, though the flash of red hair immediately makes his heart leap into his throat. There is nobody else in this part of the world with hair like that—not yet. Not for many years to come.

He leaves his herd to laze in the paltry shade and carefully picks his way down the bank, using his staff to guide his already sure feet. When Aziraphale is halfway there the figure looks up, instantaneously vicious and wild-eyed, and then relaxes and merely stares upon the newfound relief of recognition. They both seem hyper-aware of the bundle in Crowley’s arms, but it’s not until the angel is standing a short meter away that he sees the tiny baby nursing at her exposed chest.

“My word,” he says, for lack of anything else, and because it comes out in a rush he can’t quite stop. “Where on earth did you find that?”

17. hot toddy || 9K || Explicit

Major themes: post-Almost Apocalypse, developing relationship, first time, getting together, communication, pining, Christmas fic, Christmas Eve, Crowley’s flat, couch sex, wing sex, emotional sex, Crowley cries during sex, attentive Aziraphale, strong Aziraphale, love confessions, erotic depiction of Crowley’s black turtleneck (lol), porn with feelings

Crowley gapes at him. “Dates,” he says, unable to restrain himself. “Is that what we really go on now, you and I? Dates?”

Aziraphale’s expression splinters apart just a little at the edges. “Whatever else would we be inclined to call them?”

They watch each other in the dimly lit sitting room. There’s not even the ticking of a clock to break into the silence, and Crowley’s partway afraid that if he listened hard enough he could hear the ancient beat of both their immortal hearts.

“You kissed me,” he croaks, slumped there, swallowing thickly before he can find a reason to make himself stop. “The other day, when I dropped you off at the shop. You leaned in, and you, you just, planted one on me, like it wasn’t anything—out of the blazing ordinary at all.”

Aziraphale’s hand comes up to faintly brace around his own chin. “Did I upset you when I did?” he asks, sounding slightly stricken.

Their eyes meet for a flash, and Crowley quickly looks away, at the prettily twinkling lights on his formerly derelict mantle. “No,” he says. “No. I didn’t say that."

18. beyond the river jordan || 57K || Explicit || direct sequel to “our dove, our perfect one”

Major themes: future fic, established relationship, ineffable husbands, retirement, South Downs cottage, kid fic, toddler antics, family expansion, pregnant Crowley, supportive Aziraphale, POV alternating, Aziraphale switches between Efforts, pregging (pregnant pegging), domestic life, porn with feelings, healing, childbirth, home birth

The cottage garden is thousands upon thousands of miles away from the desert, but Crowley idly wonders if those are the same stars he watched and counted as he held a tiny baby close to his heart in a midwives’ tent long ago. Two thousand years isn’t so long in the lifetime of a star, nor in the lifetime of the fallen angel who once made them in the cupped palms of his hands.

Crowley picks out one star in particular he thinks he recognizes, just to hold it anonymously accountable. Just to make sure it’s borne witness to this deviation down a path he never thought he’d be able to take, on a journey he never thought possible. Two millennia have come and gone in the meantime, and here he is. Here he is.

“This is what I wanted,” Crowley says aloud, quietly, in the falling darkness of the garden he planted and grew himself. “This is what I chose—for me.”

He doesn’t allow himself to think too hard on who he’s talking to, but he knows that if they’re listening in, they’ve already heard him loud and clear.

Or: A retired demon finally embarks on the journey to have and hold a child of his own.

19. beneath falling wisteria || 5.5K || Explicit

Major themes: post-Almost Apocalypse, established relationship, developing relationship, vacation, set in French countryside, picnics, outdoor sex, rain/storms, fantastical realism, emotional sex, banter, fluff and humor

Crowley and Aziraphale have escaped the madness of Platinum Jubilee weekend in London by staying in the French countryside near Plateau de Valensole. They spend their Sunday afternoon picnicking together among the blooming lavender fields, until a sudden summer thunderstorm drives them to seek shelter.

20. the amazing advent of the hot water bottle willy, and other amorous acts || 7K || Explicit || set in the “our dove, our perfect one” universe

Major themes: ineffable husbands, married life, established relationship, menstruation, menstrual sex, Crowley’s magical healing cock, service top Crowley, hurt/comfort, background context of trying for a baby, banter, fluff and humor, crack treated seriously, porn with feelings

In the midst of trying for their first baby, Aziraphale is having a particularly rough day during his monthly menses cycle. A bit frazzled but very much wanting to alleviate his angel’s discomfort, Crowley tries on a specially modified Effort to help soothe away some of the pain.

21. something to write Home about || 9K || Explicit

Major themes: post-S1/pre-S2, established relationship, moving in together, domesticity, the bookshop, banter, fluff and humor, romance, communication, light emotional stakes from the stress of moving house, emotional sex, cunnilingus, Aziraphale can do weird things with his tongue, cock warming, gentle sex, Crowley made the stars

After saying farewell to the flat in Mayfair, Crowley spends his first night with Aziraphale in the flat above the bookshop. Permanently. For real-real, this time.

It’s a long-standing place of familiar comfort and warm welcome, but turns out there’s a whole hell of a lot more to unpack than just a few boxes and some unwitting houseplants.

22. little lamb || 12K || Mature

Major themes: historical setting, ineffable wives, developing friendship, developing relationship, female presenting ineffables, pregnant Aziraphale, immaculate conception pregnancy, non-biological offspring, heavenly intervention, Gabriel is a huge dick, childbirth, midwife Crowley, wet nurse Crowley, hurt/comfort, sharing a bed, winter, some humor, grief/mourning, angst, mutual pining, first kiss, hopeful ending despite sad circumstances

“Oh, angel, you’ve never been quick about anything,” Crowley tries to snort, but then Aziraphale takes a step down and turns to the side, beautiful profile silhouetted there in the dying light of dusk, and the demon sees the round curve of her belly, shining under the angel’s frock and overcoat like the waxing side of the growing moon.

“Crowley, I—you’ll have to forgive me,” Aziraphale suddenly whispers in a fragile, more breakable voice. Her bottom lip trembles just enough for Crowley’s askance expression to wilt and crumple into a frown. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

“What,” the demon sputters, mouth gone dry as ash, “the ever-loving fuck have you gotten yourself into this time?”

“I thought that would have been apparent by now,” Aziraphale says through her teeth, more out of strain than spite. “Work has got me wrapped up in a bit of a pickle, you see, but I suppose that pickle is very insistent on arriving sooner than later.”

Crowley’s jaw hangs in the air. “You’re pregnant.”

“Not for much longer, I’m afraid,” Aziraphale says wearily, cupping a hand beneath the low-hanging heaviness of her swollen belly. “That’s why I came to you.”

23. a clutch of our own || 6K || Explicit

Major themes: monster omens, harpy Aziraphale, naga Crowley, swamp setting, nature themes, breeding kink, virgin Crowley, first time, nesting, bonding, animal instincts, yearning, fluff and smut

“M’not sick,” Crowley says, slumping over on his coils in a dejected heap. “Well, not physically, anyway. Mentally? Entirely questionable at this point.”

“Sick with what, exactly?” Aziraphale asks, concern knitting between his fair brows.

Crowley feels the bubble of a word rising up in his throat and tries to swallow it to no avail. He squirms and writhes in place with the effort of trying to stop it, sodden hair stuck fast to his back and chest. “Yearning,” he spits out.

Aziraphale isn’t easily thrown off a new scent trail, though. A brightness sparks in his eyes, a certain sharpness that makes Crowley’s skin tighten. “And what do you yearn for?” he asks.

“For somebody’s unholy sake,” Crowley mumbles. He tips his face into his hands, blocking out most of the sun so it only shines through the cracks between his fingers in a dull, peachy glow—he can’t bear to watch Aziraphale’s face right now, anticipating the unavoidable tidal wave of pity like a hard slap. “A nest,” he grits out. “For starters.”

24. your light in place of darkness || 5.8K || Explicit

Major themes: post-canon, future fic, ineffable husbands, married life, family fic, domesticity, hurt/comfort, light angst, comfort sex, whump, crying, nightmares, storms, Crowley’s flood trauma, divinity kink, deep penetration, emotional sex, strong Aziraphale

Thousands of years later, Crowley still hasn't stopped reliving his traumatic memories of The Great Flood while he sleeps. Now that he's a retired demon with a family to look after, the familiar landscape of the usual nightmare abruptly takes on an even more sinister tone one night during a nasty thunderstorm. Thankfully, Aziraphale is there to chase away some of the darkness when Crowley wakes.

25. have this wish I wish tonight || 6.8K || Explicit

Major themes: post-S2 canon, past established Aziraphale/Crowley, starmaker Crowley, unplanned pregnancy, celestial pregnancy, celestial birth, homeless Crowley, angst, flashback sequences to happier times, fantastical realism, stars, bittersweet ending

Throwing back the duvet doesn’t help. His abdomen glows unabashedly in the dark room now that the telly must’ve clicked itself off, strange and queer and very much real despite yesterday’s fever dream. Despite the endless nightmare of his entire existence.

Crowley slumps into the pillow and brings his trembling hands to his face. The silent tears burn as they fall back into the mussed hair at his temples, over and over again. He lays there in the dark and doesn’t make a sound other than the shuddering pull of each painful breath.

“Angel,” he says eventually, because it comes out in a sob before he can stop it and splinters apart in the back of his throat. “Oh, angel. Look what you’ve done to me.”

The light inside him almost looks blue at times, like the cobalt sheen of something he might’ve held between two hands a very long while ago.

26. one last nightingale || 3.5K || Explicit

Major themes: S2 canon divergence, episode 6 fix-it (of sorts), Crowley stops time, angst, communication and lack thereof, emotional goodbye sex, sex in the bookshop, Our Side, Aziraphale still leaves but they part after [mostly] landing on the same page, tenderness, porn with feelings

“Listen,” Crowley says abruptly from where he’s standing by the door, pointing above their heads. “Hear that?”

They’re running out of options, he’s running out of time to make Crowley listen, and in his mounting panic somehow all the angel can do is bluff. “I don’t hear anything!” he says in huffed exasperation.

The true weight of that silence wedged between them slugs Aziraphale somewhere beneath the breastbone when he realizes, dazedly, that the grandfather clock behind him has stopped ticking for the very first time in more than three centuries.

“Nothing…at all,” Aziraphale breathes out, eyes widening as he whips his head around to gape at the forestalled clock. Upon turning again he searches Crowley’s face for some sort of affirmation, for any kind of clue that this is the trapdoor he’d been haplessly hoping for. “My word. Did you just—?”

“Sure did,” Crowley retorts, lowering his arm so it slaps against his side like a limp fish. Outside the world continues, Soho going about its business as usual, but even the old metronome across the room on the angel’s desk has stopped its waving arm mid-air. “Now start explaining, we haven’t got all day.”

27. pieces of you || 17K || Explicit, some dead dove elements

Major themes: post-S2, canon divergence, not fully canon compliant, established relationship, Crowley forces a pregnancy after Aziraphale leaves, forced artificial insemination, intense masturbation scene, some kinks, past breeding kink roleplay, Crowley takes an 8-month-long nap, emotions, angst, question coping with traumatic experiences, references to depression, childbirth, premature birth, unassisted birth, stream of consciousness, strong Crowley, emotional Crowley, Archangel Aziraphale, loss of trust, separation, some reconciliation

“Crowley,” Aziraphale whispers, hand mindlessly grappling for the golden clasp secured at his throat. “What have you done?”

“What I’ve always wanted,” Crowley says flatly, clutching the baby close against his bare chest. “You made your choice, angel. And I made a few of my own.”

“Whose,” Aziraphale starts to say, and then can’t speak for a moment while something visceral moves through him. “Whose child are they? Other than yours, I mean.”

“Look at her for yourself,” Crowley says, drawing his dark wing up just enough that Aziraphale can gaze at the newborn without feathers blocking the lamplight glowing behind them. “You haven’t even been gone for a year—don’t tell me you suddenly can’t recognize one of your own.”

28. of beasts and bated desires || 9K || Explicit || direct sequel to “a perfectly willing sacrifice”

Major themes: not specific to any canon events, monsterfucking, consensual kink, breeding, cum inflation, virginity kink, creature Aziraphale, knotting

“I know you’ve always been so terribly eager and keen to please,” Aziraphale sighs, fondly shaking his head. “I suppose I only wish things had been—not so regimented, and a little more organic for our first time. Sentimentality always betrays me, but I think you deserved something so much more lovely than all that.”

“I got you out of it,” Crowley croaks, slumping into a wrecked sprawl across the settee. “That’s what I wanted. That’s all I needed.”

Aziraphale’s expression softens as he gently reaches over to pass a hand over Crowley’s hot forehead, pushing his hair back away from his face. “Even when I looked like that great big brute of a mountain spirit?” he asks. “I’ve always wondered if it was too much.”

Crowley squeezes his eyes shut and feels the brewing words clap out of him like thunder before he can even attempt to slap a hand over his mouth to apprehend them. “Sometimes I sit around and daydream about you taking that form again and raking me over the bloody coals for old time’s sake,” he blurts. “No’thatitmatters, but.”

Aziraphale’s palm comes to an abrupt stop and rests on the crown of Crowley’s head. “Do you really?” he asks a bit breathlessly.

29. threshold || 2.2K || Mature

Major themes: post-canon, South Downs cottage, homecoming, moving in together, emotions, crying, tenderness, non-explicit sex, making love, comfort fic

There is a modestly quaint cottage on a rolling hill by the sea, with an upstairs window overlooking a garden.

Aziraphale is the one who finds it. “For the both of us,” he tells Crowley the day they drive down from London just to see it, bought sight unseen, because when the angel is certain about something he does not dither or dally on the matter.

30. earthly delights || 3.4K || Explicit

Major themes: Job minisode excerpt, pregnant Bildad, surprise pregnancy, cunnilingus, hedonist Aziraphale appreciation, Bildad gets his pussy ate, developing relationship

31. a gift to us both || 7.3K || Explicit

Major themes: Santa AU, Aziraphale is Santa Claus, fem she/they Crowley, Christmas smut, communication, wishes, magic, breeding kink, Santa has a knot, tender smut

32. from autumn blooms spring summer fruit || 9.2K || Explicit

Major themes: Human AU, Edwardian era, Aristocrat Aziraphale, Gardener Crowley, secret relationships, open relationships, marriages of convenience, background Crowley/Nina, garden cottage smut, semi-interrupted sex, love child

33. such precious things || 2.6K || Mature

Major themes: Ineffable Family February event fic, post-canon, ineffable wives, postpartum themes, past pregnant Aziraphale, co-nursing (both Crowley and Aziraphale breastfeed), baby bubble, domesticity, softness, slice of life

34. blood, white marble, and starlight || 26K || Explicit

Major themes: AU sequel to “the midwife and the goatherd” featuring midwife Crowley and goatherd Aziraphale; historical setting, nomadic life, first time, pining while together, yearning, long distance relationship, emotional sex, loss of virginity, unplanned pregnancy, Crowley whump, childbirth, feminist themes

#good omens #good omens fic #aziraphale x crowley #aziracrow #Aziraphale #Crowley #fic masterlist #ineffable parents #ineffable spouses

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superb-owl-sunday · 4 years ago

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Watching the Rise of the Titans movie and I'll be documenting all of my thoughts/reactions here. [Spoiler Warning]

So instead of reblogging every new update, I'm just going to have this post up on my phone as I watch and type my reactions in a bullet list format.

Nari's human disguise is so cute. As someone who does have a cottagecore aesthetic, I want to cosplay her so bad

Are Skrael and/or Belroc non-binary coded? Regardless, I'm also obsessed and I want to fuck Skrael and be Belroc.

STEVE CARING ABOUT JIM BEING HURT YESSSS!!! My god his redemption has probably been one of the greatest there is because he doesn't just suddenly go from being a bully to a completely good person. You can see the gradual shift in learning better throughout the shows which is awesome.

IN NEW YOOOOOOORRRRRRRK!!!!!! CONCRETE JUNGLE WHERE DREAMS ARE MADE OFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!

The mugshot montage reminded me of season 1 of trollhunters when toby and Jim were arrested at the museum.

STRICKLER PUT A RING ON IT??? HE'S THE ONLY DILF IVE EVER ACTUALLY AGREED WAS HOT WYM I CAN'T HAVE HIM??? well I'm still really happy about his arc over the series probably one of my favorite character growths.

Eli my guy got his growth spurt!!! As an 18 year old who is still 5'0", I'm happy but envious for him

So I went into this movie without watching any trailers or promo, but I doubt anything could have prepared me for the existence of mpreg. In fact, I wasn't going to document my reactions until I saw that.

NAMURA!!!!!!!!! MY BELOVED!!!!!! I CAN STILL THIRST FOR YOU WITHOUT GUILT

The coach teacher just called the kids zoomers so I have to dock one point from my final rating just because of that. Unforgivable

Those husky animation models suck lmao

Oh fuck the titans got power ranger zords!!

God why did they include the mpreg??? This movie would have been perfect without it.... After that plot point being revisited only one time I'm already beyond done with it

Like it's bringing me back to the v*ltron days where they're was a suspiciously high amount of klance omegaverse and mpreg fics and art created and it physically hurts because Steve and Keith's voice actor is the same person meaning this is especially cursed to me since I was unfortunately in the v*ltron fandom and remember all of that

But like on another note, how old are these characters again??? I haven't checked any wikis because of spoilers but is Steve an adult??? I know aja might be technically a lot older than 18 because alien but is whatever age she is equivalent to an adult as far as emotionally and physically in Akaridion development??? IS THIS A TEEN (M)PREGNANCY IN A KIDS SHOW????

Like bruh I saw a singular post on here before going into the movie that was like "rott spoilers without context" and there was a pregnant belly but I was absolutely not expecting the actual context of it. I'll find the post after I finish and edit this post to tag the creator right here: @makoden

This entire post is just gonna be me ranting about mpreg huh

Anyway I love the whole roundtable allusion to the legends of king arthur (not the toa version but the one he's based off)

THERE'S 3 TO 5 BABIES????? I need to take a break bruh this is just too much

Alright I've taken a 30 minute break got some food and did some things i love (decompressed by tactile stimming with some owl plushies and watched some videos on my favorite owl, Garu. He lives in Japan with his owner and is a domesticated eagle owl who basically just acts like a sky cat. If anyone else needs some eye bleach, here is their YouTube channel)

Blinky and ARRRGHHH!!! saying their "if one of us doesn't make it" talk my god one of them is going to die I can see it and I will be utterly crushed. Jim can't lose another father figure and Toby can't lose his wingman again I will riot if this happens

On a similar but unrelated to the movie note, can we just talk about how toa started with Jim having 0 dads and (if strickler and blinky live to the end) will end with 2 dads? Like I just really feel happy for him that he has two dads who actually figured out how to put the past behind them to not have any infighting between them so that both of them are healthy father figures. Jim has already been through literal hell and back losing his actual humanity in the process so if he loses one of them, I'm going to be really pissed because at this point, this is just Jim torture porn. Y'all know how as SpongeBob SquarePants went on, the show just became Squidward torture porn? It's starting to feel that way for toa and I really hope they cut the shit by the ending

Jlaire is such a good ship but like I feel like it's too perfect they never disagree with each other

YESSSSSSS Someone finally doesn't treat toby like a fat waste of space who messes stuff up!!! I think out of all the characters that would have been most deserving of a rewrite, it's Toby. Sometimes I just feel he's only comic relief and any heartfelt moments he's had in the series was also born of stupidity (ie his flour baby project being unharmed was seen by him as divine intervention from his parents but was actually just Eli and Steve behind the scenes).

Ohhhhh yesssssss Archie's father!!! I was hoping I'd see him again because we got so little of him last

Ooooooooooh Asian trollmarket!!!!!

Oh never mind slavery trollmarket

Bruh titanic camelot

I feel like we're not seeing enough of the villains because I completely forgot about the power ranger zord things

NAMORA NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MY LAST CRUSHHHH

STRICKLER NO NOT YOU TOO PLEASE

WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE ONLY TWO CHARACTERS I SIMP FOR ON THIS SHOW DIED WITHIN FIVE MINUTES OF EACH OTHER

THAT WHOLE ASS RANT I WROTE IS COMING TRUE FUCK THIS MOVIE THIS SERIES IS JUST JIM TORTURE PORN

WAIT JIM'S SPERM DONOR INFO?

Oh thank God I don't want to know anything about that person

For the record, I call that man Jim's sperm donor because he has no business being called a father to him. All he did was donate some swimmers to the creation of him and give him abandonment issues

Oh another blind troll elder???? This fucker is just if vendel was a bad guy

Bruh I was grieving

PACIFIC RIM WITH GUN ROBOT VEX AND THE BELROCZORD? I've never seen that movie but I know the reference

Bruh Blinky doesn't read horoscopes? Does he realize conspiracy theories are just the manly version of horoscopes?

NO DON'T KILL VEX STOP KO-ING FOUND FAMILY MEMBERS

Oh thank God he's okay

NO NOT ARCHIE AND CHARLEMAGNE OH MY GOD

oh never mind they're just gonna coup de tat I believe in them :))

But I want to see him again

But I'm glad to see vex

Yay they're in arcadia!

But yeah I wondered why the trolls and Merlin didn't keep the whole "daylight doesn't hurt trolls" feature from the eternal night but now Guillermo del Toro I see you were playing the long con in that just to kill my girl Namora :(((

Oooooh I love the animation of the Narizord over Chihuahua!! It looks very good and realistic (if only they could have put some of that into those huskies from before smh)

Bruh the character designs of the arcane order are so good I want to be them

Nari making sure the Skraelzord doesn't crush the bus

DAMN DOUBLE HOMICIDE

Bruh I'm just glad we finally have an answer on why arcadia had everything going on as opposed to literally anywhere else!! I always found that as a weird coincidence for plot convince.

BRUH WERE BACK TO THE MPREG IM SO JEALOUS I FORGOT ABOUT THAT EVEN THOUGH IT WAS BECAUSE I WAS GRIEVING THE LOSS OF MY LOVELIES.

Oh that's real convenient that the ninth configuration meant all of them. Way to not decide which character gets more attention. Though it probably was a smart way to not have any infighting in the fandom between each character's stan group.

Bruh I just realized where is Barbera did they just ditch her on the Camelot ship???

And where are the other trolls that migrated at the end of trollhunters s3? They said something about new jersey but obviously Jim and the other main characters got on Camelot instead.... This feels like a plot hole

And we never learned the process of how changelings are made and bonded to humans and stuff. We just know it's super painful but I'm curious ffs!!!!

THE DONT THINK BECOME HERO SPEECH ALL SAID TOGETHER!!!

BRUH THEY REALLY HAD TO SHOW HIM GIVING BIRTH??????? WAS THAT AN ABSOLUTE MUST??????

Plus the main audience for this series is little children (the rating for the movie is literally TV-Y7) so even though my adult ass is not in the target audience, I STILL DONT UNDERSTAND WHY WOULD MPREG AND ANAL BIRTH WOULD BE AN IMPORTANT THING TO 7 YEAR OLDS???? THIS IS A LITERAL FETISH HIDDEN IN KIDS CONTENT ITS ELSAGATE ALL OVER AGAIN Y'ALL 😭😭😭😭😭

Though it's probably hypocritical of me to think fetishes don't belong in kids tv when I've openly admitted to thirsting for strickler and namora

HUZZAH

NEW AMULET WAZ GOOD????

STAB THAT BITCH JIM

WAIT NO I SAID STAB NOT GET STABBED

Alright good job just missed the directions at first but you fixed it

SEVEN KIDS?????????

T O B Y ????????????

W A I T NO

N O

IS HE ACTUALLY

OH MY GOD THERE'S HOPE

NO THERE ISN'T

F U C K THIS SHIT THEY REALLY JUST HAD HIM TO BE BULLIED THEN KILLED

Y'ALL IM ACTUALLY CRYING THIS NEVER HAPPENS

I NEVER ACTUALLY GET SO EMOTIONAL OVER MEDIA THAT I CRY IT ONLY HAPPENED ONCE AT THE END OF VOLTRON BUT AHHHHHHHH

W A I T

HE'S GONNA BE BROUGHT BACK?????

HOLD UP THEY'RE JUST GONNA BRING ALL THOSE DEAD PEOPLE BACK??????

WAIT IS HE

BLINKY CALLED HIM A SON

HOLD ON IS THIS GOING TO BE A CLIFFHANGER???????????

BRUH THEY REALLY JUST CAN'T END THE SERIES WITHOUT CLIFFHANGERS like there's always an open ending

TROLLHUNTER TOBY????? You know what forget the whole rants I had on how toby was written they just redeemed it all

And that's all! I'd rate it a 6.5/10 because it's definitely the weakest of all the sequels but still had amazing animation and some good plot points. It's just really hard to look over the bad stuff enough to rate it any higher.

#tales of arcadia #rise of the titans #trollhunters #rott #rise of the titans spoilers #rott spoilers #toa #3 below #athena's own original post!#jim lake jr #claire nuñez #toby domzalski

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spilledmilkfkdies · 3 years ago

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I am both curious yet scared to ask about the mpreg thing (in that black circle fanfic post)

Anon my beloved, I'm about to take you on the rollercoaster that has been plaguing my mind since the beginning of march this year. Sit down and keep your limbs inside the cart at all times because fuck-

Before we start: The mpreg warning, as well as a warning for mentions of non-consensual actions.

The season is 4 and Duman is dying. Now Anagan, he's a werewolf, I cannot elaborate on that, he just is. Anagan does some thinking, werewolves are faster healers! If he were to turn Duman, perhaps he would recover? With odds of literally 50/50 between saving him and killing him, Anagan makes the galaxy brain call to go through with it. You might be thinking "Damn that sounds kinda risky?"

And you would be right! Duman proceeds to die faster!

The good news is Ogron resurrects him some time after, the bad news is that the werewolf bs was already in his blood so now that he's alive again, he gets so make the full transition. This messes with his whole magic use because shapeshifter, shit overlaps? More or less?? Because this is literally all Anagan's fault, he's in charge of helping Duman figure out his new situation. Only he wants to go back to his pack for a while so Duman would have to join him. Did I mention he has a pack? Did I mention he's the leader of that pack? No?

Now here it comes, this is where the trouble begins.

You see, werewolves in this story take some funny little things from the good old omegaverse, in a way. There's alphas and omegas, for those who don't know; the omegas have the children. Duman ends up being an omega, he's offended at this. Mans takes one look at the other omegas and goes "I literally don't want to do any of the things they are doing bestie wtf" which, fair enough, right? It's a good thing he's still a powerful wizard that can easily stop any alpha advances towards him, right?? Anagan, in a werewolf frenzy, takes advantage of him.

This is actually where this story ends, it never got a chapter after that. I'm guessing it was supposed to though? My reasoning for that will come up in a bit. To be fair, this fic was very much tagged. Everything was marked properly, it was my own curiosity that screwed me over here, I'm willing to take the blame for that, but let me continue.

Due to the lack of proper ending, I was fully prepared to block it out of my mind and move on. Just an unfinished fic with a questionable plot, there's tones of those. Silly me looks for different fics to read! Only paying attention to the characters that are in it! Because why would I pay attention to the title and author, that would be crazy! How was I supposed to notice my next read was written by the same person? Was the similar title I didn't pay attention to supposed to be a hint?

My rat brain is very simple, I see Duman is involved in a fic, I click. I was committed, I wanted my promised Duman mention. OVER 10 CHAPTERS GO BY- and there it is!! Ogron and Gantlos are discussing getting Anagan and Duman back, from wherever they are. You'd think this might set of some memory alarms, but you would be very wrong! For after the journey I had gone through to get my Duman mention, I had completely forgotten the other fic.

Few chapters after that they finally arrive, the boys :))

They acted very suspicious.

I can say that now, but at the time I thought it was just a combination of me being illiterate and translation errors. I had no idea what some things meant, which in hindsight should've been obvious.

Anagan and Duman are arguing while they need be focused on the battle they're in, enter stage left: Roxy. She's like "Can you two stop fighting each other and maybe attack the enemy? Hello??" Which they don't, they ignore her. Anagan is angry and wants Duman to not be involved with this fight against demons, yeah, meanwhile Duman doesn't want to leave Anagan to do this on his own. It is then brought up that Duman died before so I'm like "Oh is he weaker because of that? Kinda harsh to send him away but ig I get it-" Letting the sentence right after that completely fly the fuck over my head.

It isn't until Anagan is referred to as "his alpha" that I pause violently.

I keep reading, they keep putting emphasis on just how weak Duman is right now, and how weird it is. What could the reason beeeEEe?? Roxy comments on how Duman's energy feels weirdly warm, how very strange.

Anyway turns out he's several months pregnant and has been hiding it with illusions. Mind you, this man did a full on roundhouse kick prior to this reveal, but okay. So now Roxy is stressed because she feels the need to not let anything happen to her former enemy, and Duman is annoyed because he has been this whole story actually nevermind- Then it is mentioned that his child will be very strong just like the prophesy said what do yOU MEAN PROPHESY?? WHO ARE THESE RANDOM PEOPLE HE'S SUDDENLY BRINGING UP? This is why I think the previous story was going to continue because huh.

So after that chapter it once again ends, unfinished. I go back to the conversation in the previous chapter to confront my own ignorance, not only did the hints slap me across the ass, also in the notes it mentioned its connection to the other story, which I now remembered. So that all clicked into place, the fact that it took this long is actually on me but shut up. The author also said they didn't tag the mpreg this time because it's not a big part of the story, which is true but at least I was right about it not being tagged.

Final thoughts

Everything related to Anagan and Duman's relationship in this is kinda fucked up, plus both of those stories were cut at a part that made it even worse, especially the first one. Actually the whole story was kinda questionable, but I'm focusing on this right now. It had some good moments like the interactions between Duman and Roxy, also this line is funny to me;

But does that earn it a spilledmilkfkdies recommendation? Ehh no- Moral of the story? There is none and I wrote this in one sitting, that's how clear it is in my mind. Please help me

This has really cursed shitpost potential btw, not saying I'll do anything with it but like

#it's also implied that ogron and gantlos didn't know?#and that they had interesting reactions to the news?#but they don't show that shit so actually minus 1000 points #so many questions left unanswered it's bothering me #like where is it coming out of?#it's the ass isn't it?#is it a boy or a girl?#what did they name them?#because there is no answer my brain will never let it go #i want to let it go so bad #am just filling the tags because uhh #it's not going in the main ones bestie #that would be hhhhh #answered ask

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thisweekingundamwing · 4 years ago

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This Week in Gundam Wing 23-29 May 2021

I’m so on the ball with this lately... >_> Sorry. Here’s this week’s roundup! May 23rd - 29th!

Remember to give your content creators some love! Be sure to join in on the events at the bottom! And remember to send in any new works you see or make next week!

~Mod Hel

Fanfiction/Snippets/AU Ideas:

@bobo-is-tha-bomb

The Preventer Calendar https://archiveofourown.org/works/31561295

Gen, Reader, Heero Yuy, Duo Maxwell, Trowa Barton, Quatre Raberba Winner, Chang Wufei, Zechs Merquise, OC - Character

Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply, Humor, Partial Nudity, Reader-Insert, Nudity, A teeny hint of TrowaxReader, Rating because of some gratuitous nudity on Trowa's side

Twelve models, twelve shoots, twelve different locations in the Ardennes, and all of it in two fucking days. Because Preventer couldn’t spare you their agents any longer than that.

Why had you agreed to do this project again?

It's all for the arts.

boxofhatebrains

Helping Hand https://archiveofourown.org/works/31620146

M/M, Duo Maxwell/Heero Yuy

Explicit, No Archive Warnings Apply, Light Angst, Comfort/Angst, Minor Injuries, Implied/Referenced Blow Jobs, Not Gundam Wing: Frozen Teardrop Compliant, after series, Flirting, Not Beta Read, slight reference to Episode Zero, Swearing

Duo realizes that Heero comes around whenever he damn well feels like it. They’ve been in contact for the last seven years after the Mariemaia incident, but generally at Heero’s own whim. Duo stays in the same place, it’s Heero who gravitates.

This time is no different.

@duointherain

Silent Menace https://duointherain.tumblr.com/post/652120818915115009/fic-silent-menace-11

1x2x1

Warnings: Mute Duo. Drugged and injured Heero.

Une always had the dark side of the job. She’d let others give out goodness, but bad news she owned herself. Duo had come to the conclusion that she was trying to take responsibility, trying to be a decent person. He could vibe with that.

@lifeaftermeteor

Touched by the Stars (Ch. 7) https://archiveofourown.org/works/26314657/chapters/77885468

M/M, Chang Wufei/Duo Maxwell, Chang Wufei/Heero Yuy, Trowa Barton/Chang Wufei, Chang Wufei/Quatre Raberba Winner

Explicit, Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings, thar be porn, Dubious Consent, Aliens, Alien Abduction, Alternate Universe, mention of MPREG, everyone takes a turn with Wufei, alien anatomy and interesting dicks, Tentacles, Monster Boys, Slime, Double Cocks, Cum Inflation, Knotting, Oral, multiple dicks, Xeno, Spitroasting, Oviposition, Body Modification, Polyamory, Unbirthing, Triple Penetration, Cervical Penetration

University instructor Chang Wufei didn't even believe in aliens, much less intentionally attract their attention. But that doesn't mean much when they decided he'd be the ideal final mate for their group and scoop him off of the planet to take home to their queen. Enjoying him on the trip there, of course.

@noirangetrois

Of the Sea (Ch. 10) https://archiveofourown.org/works/12749670/chapters/78205124

M/M, Duo Maxwell/Heero Yuy

Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply, fairytale my way, Meroctopus!Dorothy, Slow Burn, Multi POV, POV Third Person Limited, merman au, MerMay, Fantasy Politics, mentions of abuse, Unnatural November

Heero Yuy will soon be reaching the age of majority, at which time he will ascend the throne of Wingaria. Before such time, he must needs choose a bride. But what if there are no good choices? What if someone else has captured his heart?

The Story of Wrong (Ch. 8) https://archiveofourown.org/works/13849020/chapters/77856332

M/M, Duo Maxwell/Heero Yuy

Explicit, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Duo POV, Angst, Drama, Tragedy, Spoilers, very dark, Heero and Duo don’t die, I promise, Yaoi, slowburn, Mental Instability, Mental Health Issues, Mental Breakdown, If those are in any way an issue for you then go ahead and skip this, Eventual Smut, VERY eventual, this is mostly canon-compliant but I’ve changed a couple things here and there

Duo recounts his experiences during the war in order to explain… well, why he was wrong.

simulacraryn

love me like (tomorrow we’re) stardust https://archiveofourown.org/works/31458119/chapters/77811359

M/F, Treize Khushrenada/Lady Une

Treize Khushrenada, Lady Une, Original Characters, Hot Dog (gundam wing)

Explicit, Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Angst, Near Death Experiences, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, unredeemable villain, Sex, Smut, consent is fucking sexy, Spoiler: He wore the Astro Suit at last!, Newtypes (Gundam Wing), no predators or prey here, intact brains

The World Nation would face off against the White Fang to bring about an end to all conflict between the Colonies and Earth. The plan had called for the bitter end of the last bastion of the old regime, Treize Khushrenada. However, as with every play on the stage of war, the actors have chosen to adlib. Effectively throwing the course of history off the rails, the director finds himself faced with a new road to choose.

@zaganthi

Jiu Jie https://archiveofourown.org/works/31413956

M/M, M/F, Duo Maxwell/Quatre Raberba Winner; Treize Khushrenada/Quatre Raberba Winner; Treize Khushrenada/Duo Maxwell; Duo Maxwell/Hilde Schbeiker

Explicit, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Relationship Negotiation; Polyamorous Character; Quatre Raberba’s Uchuu no Kokoro | Space Heart; Aged-Up Character(s); Newtypes (Gundam Wing); Past Relationship(s); Jealousy; Awkward Flirting; Bathing/Washing; Cuddling & Snuggling; Museums; talking about feelings; Psychic Bond; Dealing with exes; Ex Sex; Colonists exploring earth

Hilde waved goodbye as she left and Duo went to look for Treize and Quatre. What the hell was wrong with him. His body seemed to be saying yes but his mind was definitely not in that space at all. What the everlasting hell was going on. He wanted to see her again but why?

Treize passed him a picture of tree frogs, apparently feeling the confusion as Duo half jogged through the aquarium to catch back up. What the hell. Just what the hell.

It took him a while to get there, but the moment he got close, Quatre saw him, beamed a happy smile and the link opened up with a rush and he was surrounded again in emotional warmth. It was addictive and a relief, and there wasn’t, there wasn’t any recrimination from either of them. Just run off and see an old flame, it’s cool, we’ll be here when you get back vibes.

Lebensmüde https://archiveofourown.org/works/31413278

M/M, Duo Maxwell/Quatre Raberba Winner; Treize Khushrenada/Quatre Raberba Winner; Treize Khushrenada/Duo Maxwell

Explicit, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Aged-Up Character(s); Quatre Raberba’s Uchuu no Kokoro | Space Heart; Newtypes (Gundam Wing); Preventers (Gundam Wing); Cameos; Therapy; Aftermath of Torture; Aftermath of Violence; Rape Aftermath; Physical Disability; Gratuitous Smut; Psychic Bond; Psychic Abilities; Domestic; Injury Recovery

Treize remembered the discussion of gunpowder residue on his head; it was one of the things John had been livid about after everything, and unable to explain any more than Treize had at the time. Seeing it written down… was something else. Treize closed the book over his finger, gently tapping it on his thigh as he looked up at Quatre.

“The first hot chocolate of the season,” Quatre said sitting down next to him, comfort flowing over the link. “I really wanted something sweet.” He paused. “I can feel something is…oh.” He noticed the book in Treize’s hand.

“Adding to the list of things we need to probably talk about,” he said quietly, contemplating it as he reached with his other hand to take the cocoa. “Have you written everything up?”

Fanart/Crafts/Photo Manips:

@2pcbart

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31618103

Recollect - Trowa/WuFei, comic style

@alphaikaros

https://alphaikaros.tumblr.com/post/651358650733150208/little-angry-boi

WuFei Chang, fanart

@bettertasting

https://bettertasting.tumblr.com/post/652303436314017792/something-spicy-for-the-dash-im-really-digging

Heero/Duo, fanart, nsfw

@bobo-is-tha-bomb

https://bobo-is-tha-bomb.tumblr.com/post/652089738925359104/%F0%9D%98%9B%F0%9D%98%A9%F0%9D%98%AA%F0%9D%98%B4-%F0%9D%98%AA%F0%9D%98%B4-%F0%9D%98%97%F0%9D%98%B3%F0%9D%98%A6%F0%9D%98%B7%F0%9D%98%A6%F0%9D%98%AF%F0%9D%98%B5%F0%9D%98%A6%F0%9D%98%B3-%F0%9D%98%9E%F0%9D%98%AA%F0%9D%98%AF%F0%9D%98%A5-%F0%9D%98%A4%F0%9D%98%A2%F0%9D%98%AD%F0%9D%98%AD%F0%9D%98%AA%F0%9D%98%AF%F0%9D%98%A8-zechs-merquise

Tallgeese, gunpla

https://bobo-is-tha-bomb.tumblr.com/post/652448694036316160/sd-wing-gundam-ew

Wing, gunpla

@judaru

https://judaru.tumblr.com/post/651257960922857472/im-20-years-late-but-ive-been-reading-a-lot-of

Duo Maxwell, fanart

@keiko1183

https://keiko1183.tumblr.com/post/652327422940807168/completed-with-pencils-might-be-doing-the-acrylics

Trowa/Quatre, fanart

@not-so-dead-fandoms

https://not-so-dead-fandoms.tumblr.com/post/651085636504272896/mermay-01

Heero Yuy, fanart

https://not-so-dead-fandoms.tumblr.com/post/651494132071661568/mermay-02-duo-as-a-betta-fish-merlad

Duo Maxwell, fanart

https://not-so-dead-fandoms.tumblr.com/post/652283083819810816/mermay-03-of-course-i-made-trowa-a-clownfish

Trowa Barton, fanart

@pineappleglazedham

https://pineappleglazedham.tumblr.com/post/651759824584966144

Trieze/Une, fanart, fanfiction, playlist

Photosets/Gifsets/Screenshots/Manga Pages:

@clair-audients

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yikesharringrove · 5 years ago

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Umm, I accidentally deleted the request for this while moving it to my inbox, so here it is. (Also this is like, four months old).

I’m gonna rec this fic which is super well written and adorable

Steve is ftm. (Personally, I’m not a big fan of mpreg unless it’s like, biologically plausible 🤷‍♀️)

Under the cut bc it’s long and there’s a little bit of smut.

Billy’s hands were shaking as he raced out of the house.

He had a bag slung over one shoulder, had already put two others in the Camaro.

His dad had gone in hard today. Three days after Billy graduated high school and he’s already calling him a deadbeat, a fuck up. Telling him to get a job like he hasn’t worked every summer and most weekends since he was fourteen.

He lit a cigarette as he slid into the driver’s seat.

He was gonna make one stop on the way outta town.

Steve had given Billy a spare key months ago, after he was tired of always having to go downstairs and answer the door.

He liked it when Billy just made his way up, started kissing whatever skin was already exposed and asking Steve if he’s wet.

Tonight, Steve thought, was no different.

Billy was kissing up his calf, mouthing along his knee, a few fingers creeping up the leg of his shorts.

Billy was the best sex he’s ever had. Not a lot of gay guys will go down on Steve, some won’t even fuck him. He had been real hesitant to tell Billy, start having regular sex with his best friend, because he didn’t think Billy would want anything to do with him when he knew what he was bringing to the table.

But Billy had told him not to be an idiot, ate him out, and pounded him into the mattress.

And Steve was in love.

So he let Billy fuck him whenever he pleased, because at least Billy was giving him the time of day, at least he was getting some.

He opened his eyes, smiling lazily down at Billy.

“‘Time is it?”

“Almost two.” Billy was curling two fingers into his waistband, slowly pulling down his shorts, like maybe Steve wouldn’t notice.

Steve lifted his hips, and Billy whipped off his shorts, diving right in for his pussy.

He ate him out with the same fervor he did everything. Making all these gross slurping sounds, sucking on Steve’s cock and shoving his tongue inside him.

He made Steve cum twice on his face, as was the norm, before wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, and getting right to business.

He fucked Steve like he was mad at him.

He often did. And Steve knew he wasn’t mad at him, moreso mad at the other him, the him that’s ruined Billy’s life since before he was even born.

Steve wasn’t as dumb as everyone thought. Knew that when Billy snuck into his bedroom at odd hours of the night and absolutely ravished him, something bad had happened with his dad.

So when Billy finally rolled off of him, and lit a cigarette, Steve knew better than to ask.

“I’m leaving.” Steve just hummed at him. Billy sometimes stuck around after sex.

But Billy didn’t move.

“Like, leaving Hawkins.” Steve just hummed again. Billy talked a lot about leaving Hawkins. Steve had always secretly dreamed of running away with him.

Billy just studied his face in the dark, stubbing out his cigarette and rolling over to hols Steve close to his chest.

Steve closed his eyes, let himself pretend.

Pretend that Billy loved him back.

He woke up to rustling, Billy getting dressed to leave as weak sunlight began to trickle through his curtains.

“Oh shit, didn’t mean to wake you.”

He smiled lazily at Billy.

“You comin’ back over tonight?” Billy looked stiff.

“Probably not. Sorry.”

“That’s okay. I’ll see you later, then.”

“Yeah. Later.” Billy was sitting on the end of his bed, had just finished tying on his boots.

And then he moved, quick as a flash to kiss Steve softly before he was thundering down the stairs.

Steve was just falling asleep as the Camaro roared away.

Billy had skipped town that night.

And Steve never forgave himself.

Steve was leaning over the counter, his head pressed into the cool top of it.

“I threw up all last week, and I just feel like shit.” He had been whining to Robin practically all morning at Family Video.

“Do you think you have the flu?”

“I don’t know, Rob. I mean, my stomach hurts a lot, but like, it feels like I’m just having awful cramps.”

“Are you on your period?”

“Nah. Don’t get it very often with the hormones anymore.”

“Normally I’d suggest pregnancy, but I know you’re in a bit of a dry spell.” He rolled slightly to look darkly at her. “Still no word of Billy?”

“No. The one person in Hawkins that isn’t too transphobic to fuck me, and he skips town.” Steve sighed. “I should’ve known, too. He was being super weird that night.”

“Whatever. When you and I skip town, we’ll have the time of our damn lives, and get you laid.” He laughed softly.

“I’m just gonna go to the doctor this weekend. Get a full physical.”

“Let me know the verdict at and I can come over with some medicine, if you need.”

“Thanks, Rob.”

Steve was lying back on the stiff exam table.

He had already given blood and urine samples, and was just waiting for the doctor to tell him what the fuck was wrong with him.

Sometimes his hormones had to be adjusted, and caused all sorts of weird shit to go haywire in his body.

Dr. Mauch was a kind woman, always been pleasant and accepting of Steve, even referred him to an endocrinologist for his hormones.

She didn’t smile when she came in, though. Just sat down at her stool.

“I’m going to go out a limb here and say that this is not news you’ll be happy about hearing.”

Steve felt his heart drop to his stomach.

“You’re pregnant.”

He blinked.

“No.”

“I’m sorry, Steve. But you most definitely are.”

“But, but I’m on blockers, and testosterone, and I haven’t had sex in months.”

“I’d say about six months.” His mouth was dry. Billy had left in late May. About six months ago. “And being on hormones is not an effective method of birth control. Some men still get pregnant after taking them.”

“I’m not, I don’t look pregnant.”

“Some people don’t really show their pregnancy. My sister was rail thin the entire time, had a perfectly healthy baby girl. It’s all about your body type.”

“So, so you’re telling me, that I’m six months fucking pregnant.”

“Yes.” He slumped back onto the exam table.

“What are, what are my options?”

“Well, unfortunately, not many. Abortions are only legal in Indiana up to 20 weeks, or five months, or unless the person pregnant is facing severely compromised physical health. There’s always adoption.”

“No one’s gonna want a baby from a trans guy.” She pursed her lips.

“I think that’s a harsh statement. Many people are desperate for babies.” Steve just stared at her.

“So, if I have to take it to term, should I like, go off my hormones.” His stomach gave a lurch at the idea.

“I would recommend it. There’s very little research one pregnancy in transgender individuals. We really don’t know how hormones can affect the baby.” Steve sighed. “I would say, get in with an OB/GYN. I can recommend a few I know and send them your medical history. Your name change and hormone therapy is part of all of it, so hopefully they will be kind.” Steve sighed.

“Thank you, Doc. I really appreciate it.”

“I’m sorry for the disappointing news.”

“Nah, it’s fine.” She gave him a copy of their appointment notes, a list of OB/GYNs for him to research, and a hug before she left.

He drove home slowly, feeling exhausted, like the weight of the fucking world was on his shoulders.

He got home to find Robin sitting on his front porch, her nose buried in a book, a pizza box sitting next to her.

She looked up at him, and he burst into tears.

“Look, Max, if he contacts you in any way, tell him to call Steve, okay? It’s important.” Robin was yammering to Max on the phone, trying to get a way to contact Billy.

Steve was laying on the couch, had his shirt rucked up over his stomach, pushing it out and sucking it in, trying to see any change in his body.

“Just give him Steve’s phone number and tell him he’s an asshole.” She hung up the phone, perching on the armrest at Steve’s feet.

“She know where he is?”

“No. She said he ran off and hasn’t contacted her at all. She didn’t even know he was leaving.” She slid onto the couch, let Steve put his feet on her lap. “You think he’d come back? If he knew?”

“I don’t know. I’m not really asking him to. I mean, I don’t think I’m in a place to take care of it, but I kinda just want him to know it exists. Like, I think he deserves that.”

“I get it.” Her voice was soft. She watched Steve stare at his tummy some more. “I’m sorry. I’m sure this is just, dysphoria out the wazoo.” Steve huffed a laugh.

“I don’t think it’s really hit me yet. I think ‘cause I’m not showing. I don’t look pregnant, so how can I be pregnant, you know?” He sighed tugging down his shirt. “Going to the doctor’s gonna be a damn nightmare, though. They’re too used to dealing with women. It’s gonna suck.”

Steve was right.

Even though his primary care doctor had sent his medical history, he still got deadnamed and misgendered at reception, and intake, and by the nurse, and the doctor when she finally arrived.

They gave him a pelvic exam, getting him in for a sonogram as well.

And as the doctor was moving the imagining wand around on his tummy, and he heard the heartbeat for the first time, something caved inside of him.

A baby. He was having a baby.

And part of him, a really fucking big part of him, was starting to love it.

His parents were home for four days.

And Steve had waited for the final day of their homesteading to tell them.

He’s glad he did.

Diner was as quiet as always, and Steve had nearly choked on the words.

“I’m pregnant.”

His father had gotten out his wallet, asked how much an abortion costs.

“I’m too far along for that. Nowhere will legally do it.”

His mother had just stared at him. His father asked how far along he was.

“Close to seven months. I didn’t even know until like, a week and a half ago.”

And his father had stood up, and the yelling began.

“I can’t believe you. You kick up this huge fuss, make us change your name, and the way we refer to you, go around telling everyone your a boy, and you get pregnant like the little slut you are.”

And he had told Steve to back his shit, told him he was not welcome in my house anymore.

And Steve didn’t have a lot of shit he cared about, the clothes he liked fit in one duffel bag.

His mother didn’t look at him as he left.

He had called Mrs. Henderson from a payphone.

Nobody else could give him a ride anymore, and he wasn’t expecting her to drop everything and drive him somewhere, but she had freaked out at the words kicked out and for getting pregnant, and told him to stay where he is.

She was there with a tight hug and a travel mug of honey lemon tea within twenty minutes.

Steve had asked for a ride to a youth shelter he had read about, but she shook her head, said you’re coming to live with me and Dusty and Steve had cried in her passenger seat, and again in her guest bedroom.

Steve groaned.

He had finally begun showing, just a little bit out a mound near his belly button.

But he felt like shit, had taken to spending most days in bed.

He bat away whoever was shaking him.

“Go away.”

“Steve, it’s Max.”

“I’m sleeping.”

“I found Billy, you asshole. I have his address.” Steve sat bolt up straight.

“You, where is he?”

“Boston. He went east, for some reason. But he sent me a letter, out of the blue, and I told him you had something important to say, but he said he doesn’t have a phone.” She handed him a slip of paper.

“Thanks, Max.” He gave her a weak smile, found her chewing her lip.

“Is he the father? The other father, I mean.” He had told the party about the pregnancy, figured rumors would begin spreading soon enough.

“Yeah. He’s the other father.”

“He wouldn’t have ditched you. If he’d known.”

“I know.”

“He’s not like that.”

“I know.” She stared him down. He kept his face open, honest.

“Are you gonna write to him?”

“Yeah. I just, I don’t really know what to say.”

“Just keep it simple. Tell him he’s got a kid. Let him choose what he wants.”

It took Steve almost a month to draft a letter.

He didn’t really know what to say.

He settled on the bare minimum.

I’m pregnant. And it is most definitely, without a doubt, yours. I’m not expecting anything from you. I don’t want money, or for you to move back to Hawkins. I just thought you deserve to know about your kid.

He read the letter about three times, one hand pressed delicately to his little bump.

I’ve decided to keep the baby. I’m going to raise them. You’re welcome to meet them, and be in their life if you choose, but if not, I’m not going to hold it against you.

He sealed the envelope, leaving it on his nightstand.

And then his contractions started.

He didn’t get around to sending it.

Claudia was the only person in the room with him when he gave birth.

She held his hand the whole time, coached him through his breathing.

And when his son was born, she pet his head, told Steve how beautiful he is.

Steve was slumped face down on the bed.

He had just gotten Oliver down, calmed him down enough for him to finally sleep.

He rolled over, scrubbing a hand down his face.

He had barely slept all week. But Oliver had smiled at him for the first time yesterday.

He turned to lay on his side, zeroing in on the envelope on his nightstand.

He sat up quickly.

Fuck. He needed to send that letter.

He didn’t bother thinking about it, just wrapped his sweater tighter around himself, and hurried to the mailbox. He put the little flag up, leaving the letter in the little inner clasp.

He looked back down at Oliver, running one finger over his fuzzy little head.

He didn’t hear from Billy for three weeks.

He knew the letter wouldn’t take more than a few days to get to him, and it would take just as long for Billy to get him back.

He had pushed Billy out of his mind, figured if he wanted to be part of Oliver’s life, he had given him enough of a chance to be.

He put on a thick sweatshirt, had taken to wearing baggy tops to hide his tits, too sore, too big to bind anymore. Oliver squealed at him when he leaned against the side of his crib, reaching out for him.

He strapped him into his stroller to take him on a walk, stopped dead in the doorway.

Billy fucking Hargrove was in the driveway, standing next to the Camaro like he had just gotten out of it.

His eyes were wide, trailing from Steve, to Oliver, and back again.

“Is that my kid?” Billy’s hair was shorter than when he had left.

“Oliver. His name is Oliver.” Billy stepped around the car.

“Can I, can I see him?” Steve brought the stroller down the driveway, taking Oliver out of the stroller.

Billy held him like he was made of gold.

“He’s beautiful.”

“I think he looks a lot like you.” Billy smiled at him.

“Thank you for telling me. I’m sorry I couldn’t get here, I was waiting for my semester to end.”

“It’s okay. I just, you know. Thought you deserved to know about him.” Billy stared at Oliver, his smile going soft as Oliver squealed, tugging on Billy’s hair.

“I want to be in his life. If that’s okay?”

“Of course it is. He’s your son too.” Billy brushed his thumb down Oliver’s nose.

“Thank you, Steve. And I’m, I’m sorry about how I left. I was going to-” he cut himself off, looking back at Oliver. “I was gonna ask you to come with me. Chickened out last minute.”

Steve’s heart was banging against his rips.

“I would’ve gone with you. Used to dream about running away with you.” Oliver started getting fussy, making disgruntled little huffs. Billy passed him back to Steve. “I was in love with you. You know that?”

“Yeah, I knew that. Was to chicken shit to do anything about it.” Billy was still looking at Oliver, the way he nestled into Steve’s neck. “He loves you a lot.”

“It’s been the two of us for awhile.”

“You’re a good dad. Always kinda figured you would be, though.” Billy took another breath. “You know, you could’ve told me sooner. I would’ve come back.”

“I don’t want you to, to change you life. Don’t quit school, or something.”

“Steve, I got a kid. I want to change my life for him. For, for you.”

“I can’t ask you to do that.”

“No never did. I’m choosing this. I’m choosing my family.” Steve hesitated.

“Would you like to come in? Have some breakfast? You could give Oliver his bottle, If you wanted.” Billy’s eyes lit up.

“I’d like that.”

#kinda open ended but this shit was getting LONG #yikes writes #steve harrington x billy hargrove #billy hargrove x steve harrington #steve harrington #billy hargrove #harringrove #harringrove fic #harringrove ficlet #harringrove drabble #mpreg #trans!steve harrington #trans!steve #trans steve #trans steve harrington

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artistic-writer · 5 years ago

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The Contract :: CS Omegaverse :: Ch 5

Title: The Contract Rating: E Summary: Emma had never wanted much in her life, despite being married to one of the richest men in the world. For ten years she has felt like a prisoner in her own marriage, denied the one thing she wants the most, but her husband cannot help but bargain her want like a cheap business deal. Enter Killian Jones, the Alpha her husband has hired to make sure she gets what she wants. And then some. A/N: Here is ch 5!! Graham is still a dick, Emma is very naughty and Killian buys a sex toy! This chapter is so much fun ;) Enjoy! Thanks to @kmomof4 who beta’d this one, because she is awesome <3 I would also like to give a MASSIVE thank you to @itsfabianadocarmo for her beautiful artwork that she so graciously allowed me to use from now on! <3

This is an Omegaverse fic featuring A/B/O dynamics. Whilst this varies from fandom to fandom, for the purposes of my fic, there will be no mpreg. Just so you know. There will however be knotting, breeding, heats and other delicious things that come along with A/B/O. If you do not know what A/B/O is, feel free to message me :) Many thanks to @hollyethecurious @shardminds @kmomof4 @darkcolinodonorgasm @resident-of-storybrooke and @effulgentcolors for letting me bounce my complicated ideas of you lol

If you wish to stay away from this fic, blacklist the A/B/O tag.

Taglist: I’ll be honest, i have lost my taglist for this fic, so if you want a tag, please message me here on on discord (Salem #5158/ [email protected]) and I’ll add you! I’ve tagged the following people i KNOW want to read this, but i don’t want to accidentally tag you if you do not like ABO.

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The lobby of the hotel was as Killian would have expected when he had received a call from Graham’s PA informing him that they were to meet again. Graham had insisted, as part of their agreement, that Killian would be paid in cash upon a meeting after each visit with Emma. Of course, that meant that there was no paper trail of his or Emma’s indiscretions, which suited Killian just fine. It was the only part of the damned contract he actually agreed with.

Just like everything else Graham Humbert had a hand in, this meeting place was as flamboyant and pompous as Killian had foreseen, with silken drapes with golden embroidery hanging on every window. Massive diamond chandeliers hung along the hall, and the sound of water flowing through an indoor fountain was accompanied by the soothing lilt of music that Killian was sure was emanating from some kind of hidden speaker system. The huge, marble columns stood floor to ceiling, lining the edges of both sides of the room, and were so highly polished that Killian could see his reflection clearly in them as he walked past. The floor, equally as polished to within one inch of its life, did little to absorb the sound of his footsteps as he made his way to the bar area, and Killian kept a careful eye out for anyone who might be more than unwelcomed at the meeting.

He had noticed that Graham never travelled alone, always meeting him with two big, burly henchmen at his side. They never sat with them, but were never far enough away that Graham would be in any sort of trouble if he found himself in a sticky situation. In a world where strength was everything, Graham’s actions made Killian chuckle. Humbert so desperately wanted to be an Alpha that he often forgot that, fundamentally, an Alpha would never need protection, or a bodyguard, let alone two of them, and it just spoke to how insecure Graham really was.

Killian’s lips ticked up into a small, tight smile that he hid under a swipe of his tongue, lest one of them be nearby. It wasn’t long before Killian spotted one of them, a big, fat lump of a man he had seen before, distinguished by three neck ripples of fat sitting on top of the collar of his shirt. He was slouched forward over a table nursing a glass of amber liquid, most likely expensive whiskey due to the reputation of the place, with one foot up on the cross beam of the chair and the other resting on the toe of his shoe. He had sushi, Killian could smell that much, four tiny pieces of fish decorated with carrot and cucumber that probably cost as much as his suit.

Off to the sushi scoffing man’s left was the other pitbull Graham kept at hand who Killian liked to refer to as ‘bowtie’. The man was easily spotted in a crowd because he always insisted on wearing a red bowtie with a crisp white shirt with matching red cufflinks that sat next to his oversized hands. He didn’t say much, not even a little grunt, but he was always sitting closest to their boss, and it wasn’t long before Killian spotted Graham Humbert behind him. He was, as usual, pretending to watch the world go by like it owed him something, and Killian felt the bile rise in his throat.

“Jones,” Humbert greeted cordially, pushing himself to his feet and extending his hand. Killian’s eyes flicked towards the man’s palm but he scoffed, his jaw ticking in annoyance. When he lifted his gaze back to meet Graham’s, a sickly sweet smile grew over Humbert’s lips. “Sit down,” he commanded like he was talking to a dog and motioned to the seat opposite him.

Killian refrained from hitting the man by biting his inner cheek and undid the single button on his suit jacket so that he could sit more comfortably. He sank down into the seat, a plush but executive tub chair with a checkered pattern that only just accommodated his bulk, and leaned back to take in the man before him. He hated Humbert even more with each meeting and he couldn’t help but dig his nails into the brass rivets at the front side of the chair’s arm.

“I’ll spare you the formalities, Mr Jones, because I’m a busy man,” Humbert began, sinking down into his own chair.

Killian thought the knee high table between them wasn’t enough space and he despised the feeling he had when Graham reached into the breast pocket of his fine, tailored jacket and fished out a pristine white envelope that clearly bulged with his payment. Humbert slid it across the table, tapping it with a finger.

“I’d love to know what you did with my wife last night.” He raised a brow, almost impressed. “She’s very happy.”

The thought of knotting Emma flashed across his mind, and Killian had to suppress a smirk, shifting in the chair when his groin tingled.

“Not something I’m willing to share this time.” Killian looked Graham dead in the eyes and didn’t look away, emphasising the first word. “However much you pay me.”

Graham took him in, sniggering at Killian’s aggressive tone. “Yes, well, you can spare yourself the Alpha dramatics, Jones. I wasn’t looking to take anymore of your ‘secrets’.” Graham flicked his wrist, his clearly solid gold watch heavy and rattling just a tad against his skin, and then looked at the time. “I don’t have time for your stories today.”

“Something more important to do?” Killian snapped.

“Someone, actually,” Graham sneered, licking his lips afterwards. “And she won’t wait long.”

Killian bit his tongue, regretfully deciding to not upset the man who could control his access to Emma.

“Please,” Graham scoffed, brushing the wrinkles from the front of his shirt as he pushed himself to his feet. Out of the corner of his eye Killian saw both bodyguards stop whatever they were doing and prepare to leave as well. “Spare me the judgemental looks and angry Alpha brooding. A man has needs, I’m sure you can appreciate that.”

Killian leapt to his feet, chest to chest to Graham. “I’m not just a man though, am I?”

Graham didn’t flinch, instead grinning like a proud cheshire cat. “You’re whatever I pay you to be.”

The blood pounded in Killian’s ears, his heart rate well and truly elevated to beyond what his body was comfortable with. Emma was worth this. Emma was worth anything Humbert could throw at him, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t play unfairly either.

“Your wife wants a knot,” Killian blurted, his hot breath fogging Graham’s face through clenched teeth. When Humbert’s smile faded, Killian knew he had touched a sore subject. As much as Graham could pretend, he would never have that one true Alpha attribute he wanted as desperately as his wife. “It seems a shame to leave her so unfulfilled,” Killian shrugged. “I mean, we might as well not even have this arrangement at all if she isn’t getting what she wants so you can get what you want.”

Killian heard Humbert take a deep breath and consider his words. Killian mulled over his expression, watching the puny man’s entire thought process by simply studying his face, Graham’s eyes widening between frowns as his mind went to work. Killian could tell Graham was conflicted. No Alpha for Emma meant no mistress for him, and a small smile tugged at the corner of Killian’s lips.

“I might have an idea so that everyone is happy,” Killian shrugged casually, knowing from the way Graham was sweating that he hadn’t found an option to his own dilemma yet.

“Go on,” Graham encouraged.

“I know of a certain toy that could facilitate what your wife wants,” Killian offered. He stepped back and buttoned his jacket, pushing the button through its hole slowly and deliberately. The smile that graced Killian’s lips was a combination of memories of the day before, when he had actually knotted Emma for real, and the knowledge that Graham was so arrogant, he would believe this whole thing to be his idea. Killian knew Emma would want nothing less than the real thing, his knot thrust up into her as she whimpered in delight, but that didn’t stop Killian playing Graham’s ego against him. “There would be no actual knotting, of course,” he finished, looking up to Graham’s intent expression. “As per your contract.”

“Like a sex toy?” Graham frowned.

“Exactly,” Killian nodded smugly. “A lot of hired Alpha’s wear them during encounters.”

“How much extra would this cost me?” Graham sneered, disgusted but intrigued at the idea all the same.

“Nothing,” Killian shook his head. “I’m sure I can afford one, what with your generous payments.” Killian leaned down and retrieved the money from the table, the envelope crinkling in his hand as he folded it in half and tucked it into the front pocket of his pants. “I just need to know if it's against the agreement we have to use one.” Killian's voice was darker, and he fixed his gaze on Graham once more.

Graham waggled a finger in Killian’s direction, a small chuckle tumbling from his mouth. “You know, Mr Jones, I think I’m beginning to like you.”

Killian shuddered, swallowing hard and looking down to his feet.

“Go buy what you need,” Graham nodded, balling his hands in his pockets. “In fact, why don’t you take Emma with you and then go back to the apartment.” Killian’s head snapped up at his offer and Graham just gave him a sickeningly modest glare like it was still up to him whether Emma saw Killian or not.

“What’s the catch?” Killian narrowed his eyes.

“No catch,” Graham assured him with a bow of his head, the most honest thing Killian had ever seen him do. Maybe the fool was in love with his mistress after all. “Think of it as a bonus for a job well done.”

“And what’s in it for you?” Killian scrutinized Graham, knowing full well that a man of his stature never did anything without something in return.

“Let’s just say, with Emma away, the mice can play.” Graham winked and Killian felt his stomach turn over. Now he was absolutely sure the man before him held no love for his wife at all, willing to defile their marital bed with his mistress, something he knew Emma was against doing with him. Then again, he also knew it wasn’t about respect for her marriage, but finding something new with someone else, somewhere else that held no memories of Humbert repression.

Killian felt sick at the thought of Emma as some sort of transactional incentive, but he wouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth, even if it was from Graham Humbert. Killian already knew he would do anything for her, Humbert be damned, and he dreamed of taking her away from everything she knew and showing her the life she deserved. Emma’s life wasn’t pleasant, he knew that, but when she was with him, she was herself, the real Emma, and Killian wanted that for her all of the time. Maybe he could show her that today.

“If you insist,” Killian nodded in agreement, only too willing to take Emma out and show her exactly how precious she actually was.

Not seeing Emma for a few days had almost killed Killian, especially when he knew that the next time they would see each other, they would be shopping for something he had tricked her husband into agreeing to. The idiot. Truth be told, Killian had in fact needed to pre-order the knotting toy in advance and they would just be popping to the sex store in order to retrieve it, and that freed up their entire afternoon. Because of his girth, the store had needed to have it custom made, something that had made Killian dance inside with glee because he was sure, at some point, Humbert would want to see it. Even if they didn’t need it, because Killian would be damned if he thought Emma wasn’t getting the real thing, he wouldn’t put it past Humbert to need proof.

All of his worries soon dissipated when his cell phone buzzed in the pocket of his pants. Killian had been lingering outside of the store for far longer than he should have been, one or two of the staff occasionally looking out of the black tinted windows to make sure he wasn’t some creep stalking their customers, and just like the last message, Emma was apologizing for being late. His thumb lingered on the cold surface of his cell phone, her words almost identical to the last message and setting panic in his bones.

His mind raced with scenarios that might make Emma late, from good to the very worst, and he cursed himself for even thinking some of them. He knew she would be arriving by a driven car, so graciously provided by her husband that Killian knew was just a front of generosity so Graham was sure she was out of the way whilst he entertained his mistress. Killian’s heart had long since given up breaking for Emma at the thought though, because he knew she would gladly let the mistress move in if it meant she could see him more often.

Finally, after what seemed like forever holding his breath and tapping his locked phone against his other hand, she came into view. He’d told her to dress for lunch but he had also neglected to remember the social divide between them, her dress far superior to his attire. He’d gone casual, just some chinos and a v-neck t-shirt under a summer blazer, but Emma took his breath away in what she was wearing. It wasn’t the plain, almost sheer magnolia off white top half that had him really rigid, but the bottom half, a short, black, thigh high skirt sitting under a matching rippled cumberbund style belt that hugged her waist and let him see the skin of her thigh. He swallowed hard as she approached, her hips sashaying from side to side with every step away from the car, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as her heels carried her closer.

Her hair was perfect, a fishbone braid across the top of her crown and hanging over one of her shoulders. Killian felt himself grow hot and imagined his hand wrapped around it, pulling her onto his cock over and over, just like a few days ago. Wisps of her perfectly toned blonde hair sprang out into the air but it just reminded him of how gorgeous she was as he watched her sleeping post coitus, his hands itching to flatten them and stroke the shape of her skull lovingly. Last but not least she was wearing a smile, one he had never seen in any photographs before, and one that was assuredly reserved for just him.

“Mr Jones,” she said sweetly, her hand reaching out for him after she tucked her matching cream clutch under her arm.

Killian took her hand with a growl, lifting it to his lips and inhaling her skin before looking up to her with a sultry stare and pressing his lips to her knuckles.

“Emma,” he breathed, her name everything. “You look beautiful, as always.”

“Thank you.” Emma smiled sweetly. “You don’t look so bad yourself.” Her eyes roamed his body, taking him in from head to toe and back up again, her tongue darting out to taste her lip as her eyes lingered on the bulge in his chinos.

“When you have quite finished,” Killian told her, tugging her fingers and bringing her back to reality. “One quick stop and we can be off to the restaurant for lunch.” Even saying it out loud made him tingle with warmth, like they were going on a real date, in public, with people seeing them side by side, and Killian couldn’t suppress his Alpha urge to let everyone know who Emma would be with at that moment.

“I’m not going to lie, Killian, I know exactly where we are, and there are no restaurants nearby.” Emma’s lips twisted into a coy smirk and she felt him squeeze her fingers. “What’s going on? Why are we here?”

Killian couldn’t hide his glee any longer and he let their hands dangle in front of them as he stepped forward to greet her with another kiss to her cheek. The softness of her skin made his knees buckle a little, but he managed to regain a sort of semi-composed state for what he had to tell her.

“This was actually Mr Humbert’s idea,” Killian smirked and when Emma’s eyebrows shot up on her forehead, he raised one too. “Or so he thinks.”

Emma looked perplexed. “Why would Graham let you take me to a sex shop?” She wasn’t even annoyed at the mention of her husband, because the idea of being here, with Killian, was far outweighing any hatred she had for the man who thought he supposedly owned her.

“That’s a story for another time,” Killian told her cryptically. He stepped back, interlocking their fingers and tugged her after him, encouraging her to follow. He bit his bottom lip, looking her up and down between steps, sighing audibly in appreciation of the way she moved after him. “I’m not sure this outfit is appropriate for lunch,” Killian teased, shaking his head. “How am I supposed to keep my eyes on you and one eye on every other man in the place?”

“And why would you need to do that?” Emma feigned modesty and Killian noticed a little more sway in her hips as she walked, drawing, tempting him to a fate he knew would have him killed one day.

Once they were through the doors, and hidden from any prying eyes by the darkness of tinted windows, Killian pulled his hand from hers and let it fall to her hip, his fingers hungrily grabbing at the material of her skirt and bunching it up until it was raised up towards her waist a little more. He stepped into her and Emma gasped when her bare shoulders hit the cold of the window and his knee between her legs stopped her from losing her balance and tumbling to the ground.

“You know why,” Killian growled sultrily, his nose pressed against hers and their lips a hair's breadth apart. She smelled of perfume, floral with undertones of her natural scent that had Killian rolling his eyes in his head and his jaw clenching tighter than he thought possible. It seemed a few days had been too long without her near him, and his hands skimmed the shape of her arse hungrily.

“How can you be so sure other men find me as desirable as you do?” Emma’s words were strangled in her throat that had gone bone dry from the way Killian’s thigh was rubbing against her clit through her panties.

Killian chuckled darkly, his tongue licking over her lips as he moistened his own in response to her fingers gripping his bicep through the material of his blazer. “Emma, Emma, Emma,” Killian taunted playfully with a shake of his head. “When are you going to realise how precious you are?”

Emma’s hand snaked up behind his head and held it in place as she moved hers to the side, the softness of her lips brushing against the shell of his ear as she whispered, “When are you going to show me?” Her fingers clawed over the back of his neck, raking through the hair there ever so gently that it had all of Killian’s nerve endings firing at once. “Again,” she added, her voice lowered and full of fire as she slipped out from underneath him and made her way into the main part of the shop.

Killian grunted in frustration, spinning his entire body off the window pane and following after her like a man on an invisible tether. She was something, he had to admit that, especially when, by watching the shape of her behind in her too short skirt, he had failed to realise that she was heading towards the lingerie section. He looked up just in time to see her holding the barest slip of material up to her body before looking back at him through her lashes and quirking a brow.

“How do you think this would look on me?” She asked innocently, tucking the material under her breasts and accenting them as she pushed them up.

“Not as good as it would look on the floor,” Killian whispered as he reached her and inspected the garment. It was made of lace as red as blood, with two cut outs on either side that would definitely show the contrast of her milky skin down to her hips where the built in lace underwear sat. The bra part was padded, hiding away her best parts behind another layer of matching lace and Killian made a mental note to make sure that never happened. His thoughts were soon interrupted when he noticed, with a glint in her eye, Emma was indicating to the slit like opening on the panties with a wiggling finger and a coy smirk.

“You sure that’s where you want it to be?” Emma teased, biting her tongue and feeling the material of the bra as if she were Killian kneading her breasts.

Killian whimpered and toyed with the little red bows that stuck to each hip of the garment, the material pure silk between his fingers. All he could do was shake his head, an Alpha pathetically reduced to just actions by a woman, and he wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

“I’ll be right back,” he said quietly, his voice hoarse. He peeled the lingerie from her grip and Emma almost squealed with glee, her face erupting into an excited smile that made the skin behind his ears burn hot with pleasure. “I need to pay for this and retrieve something, then we shall go to lunch.” He took a step back, the air just two feet from Emma much easier to breathe in, but he immediately missed the heavy weight pressing down on his lungs.

“Perfect,” Emma beamed at him. She had that glint in her eye again and Killian’s jaw nearly hit the floor when she lifted her hand to her face and gave the tip of her thumb a salacious lick, the mystery behind the green of her eyes darkened by her lust once more. “I’m starving.”

Killian couldn’t help the way he was smiling, despite Emma telling him more than once to stop. They sat opposite each other in an almost rooftop restaurant and Killian had made sure they were seated next to the window so that they could both enjoy the view, not that he had seen much more than Emma right in front of him. Emma as she was. Emma in the new lingerie he had just bought her. Emma like she had been when she took his knot. God only knew how his brain managed to fathom much else at this point.

They had, somehow, managed to order some food, even if they were both anxious for what was to come afterward. Humbert had pretty much given him the green light to take Emma back to her apartment, so Killian wasn’t going to miss out on an opportunity when it presented itself. When he thought about it, finding loopholes in Humbert’s contract really was about as much fun as he had imagined, especially when so much was at stake.

“Thank you,” Emma said softly, shaking him out of his daydream by placing her hand over his. Killian looked down to where Emma’s fingers were tangling with his, the edge of their palms resting against the pristinely white table cloth, and gave her a sideways cock of his head.

“For what, love?” he asked sweetly, rubbing her thumb with his.

“For this,” Emma said with a nod, motioning around the slowly filling restaurant with a wave of her free hand. “For showing me that I’m not just arm candy for a businessman.”

Killian sucked in a breath and released a laugh at the same time. “Emma, you are so much more than that. What will it take for you to realise that?”

Emma blushed and diverted her eyes back down to focus on the hypnotic way Killian’s thumb was still etching the feel of his skin onto hers. Her smile faded and Killian was sure he saw a little bit of a tear in her eye, frowning and giving her hand a gentle tug until she looked back at him.

“Look,” he began, licking his lips. “I know this isn’t ideal, what we’re doing, but for what it’s worth, I’m having the time of my life.” Killian smiled at her warmly and she mirrored the shape of his lips with her own. “What happens when your husband is sick of his mistress is my only uncertainty.”

“You think he let this happen because he has a mistress?” Emma scoffed a laugh, looking away from him sadly. “Please, Killian, there have been other women and you’ve met the man. He’d do anything to avoid a divorce.” The sadness that laced her words pained him right to his soul and Killian felt his fingers tighten around hers when she turned her head to stare blankly out of the window. “The only reason you and I ever met is because he was trying to keep me quiet and retain his Humbert bravado. He can take this all away from me as quickly as it began.”

“I’d like to see him try,” Killian said defiantly.

“He’s done it before,” Emma almost sobbed, her voice weak and small in the back of her throat at the memory of how many times Graham had promised her so much only to rip it all away to keep her in line. She never wanted to imagine how it would feel to have Graham take Killian away from her now that she had known him.

“Aye, maybe, but you’ve never had me fighting for you before, have you, darling?”

At his words, Emma looked back to him and welcomed the way his confidence in her was written all over his face, from the curve of his lips as he smiled to the sparkle in the blue of his eyes. Emma had never known any Alpha other than the Humbert men, and certainly hadn’t known one to give the likes of her the time of day. But Killian was different, affectionate and passionate, and she knew that no matter what, she would be making the most of him tonight.

“You are a man of many firsts, Mr Jones,” Emma smirked. She pulled her hand from his and moved to lean forward, her head resting on her hand as the point of her elbow sat precariously on the edge of the table. She trailed one of her fingers over her lips, giving them a little tap.

“I’m also wonderfully committed to seconds,” Killian grinned. “And thirds, and fourths.” He winked, letting the corner of his lips pull up into a sideways smirk, one eyebrow jumping up higher on his brow.

“And is that what you want?” Emma teased, rolling her shoulders back so that Killian had no choice but to divert his eyes down to the sway of her breasts underneath the sheer, cream fabric of her dress. “To knot me again?” Emma blinked, looking up at him through her lashes. “And again?”

Killian didn’t mean to laugh but he hoped it helped that the tips of his ears turned a rather attractive rosy colour as he pawed at the patch of skin behind them, his tongue darting out at the memory of her taste on his lips.

“Like I need to breathe, love,” Killian said finally, rolling his bottom lip under his teeth and letting an appreciative hum escape his mouth at the memory of the feeling of her body around his knot. “I’ll beg if I have to,” he admitted with a nod.

“Would you want it now?” Emma’s eyes lit up with glee and she couldn’t hide the excited grin on her face. “With all these people around?”

“Aye,” Killian said, his words even and his voice a little huskier than it was before. He leaned forward and Emma could have sworn he was staring directly into her soul. “I’d fuck you over this table until you begged me to knot you because you couldn’t take not having it any longer.”

His words, despite what she had asked for, made Emma’s entire body prickle with heat. Every muscle was remembering the feel of his hands on her skin, the feel of his cock inside of her and recalling the way it felt to have such a rock hard, welcome intrusion like his knot. She pressed her thighs together at the thought, her core clenching with need and a little bit of hot, wet, discharge leaking out of her. She wasn’t sure if Killian could smell her, but his eyes definitely darkened around the edge of his hues and he drew his fingers into a clenched fist as he stared her down.

“I’m sorry,” Emma blushed, swallowing hard. “Would you excuse me? I just need to use the ladies room before our food arrives.”

Killian shook his head slightly, and pushed himself to his feet. It was probably the most gentlemanly thing Emma had ever seen and had been sure, when Graham failed to do it, it was the stuff of myths and legends that women only read about in books. The heat across her cheeks was more vibrant now, and there was no way Killian didn’t know what his words had done to her, or why she was heading to the bathroom at all.

“Of course,” he said cordially but grabbed her arm as she moved past him, leaning in and almost licking the shell of her ear with his words. “Hurry back,” he whispered, his words dripping into her ear like a hot wax that sent a shiver down her spine, before he stepped away and left her wanting even more than before.

Emma barely made it to the bathroom, her legs shaking and her skin on fire with a burning itch that only Killian could sate. She ran through the door, politely apologising to a woman she bumped into on the way, and flattened herself against the cool tiled wall. She let out a breath, long and uneven, her lips quivering slightly as she gulped down air, trying to quell her arousal. Emma had never felt so alive, her whole body aching as she pinned her weight against the wall, fingers clawing at the grout and her knees threatening to buckle at any second.

“Fuck,” she panted, pinching her eyes closed. How did Killian have the ability to make her feel this way with just his words and a sideways sultry glance? Emma was sure it was black magic. Or witchcraft. Or more simply, it was her pure, unadulterated need, two compatible people fitting together like puzzle pieces, her body crying out for him every time they met. Whatever it was, she was pretty sure that she would never make it back to her apartment without some sort of cooling relief for the sizzling heat that was eating her up from the inside out.

Emma bolted for the nearest stall, slamming the door closed behind her and sliding the lock into place. Not even the toilet seat lid offered her relief as she sat down on the cold plastic, and she slumped back against the cistern with a grumble. She pinched her eyes closed but all she could see was Killian, his eyes darkened to a lustful grey and his lips curved into that toying smirk he always did before he fully ravaged her. She loved it, and needed it - him - but all she had right now was her hand and her imagination, so with a hurried pant, Emma bunched up the material of her skirt, opened her legs and slipped her hand between her thighs.

The material of her underwear was already wet, the damp patch just below her clit cool on her skin. Her fingers toyed over it, sliding back and forth, teasing her body with the idea that she might slip lower. The friction was minimal but just enough, her nipples hardening in her bra and the material rubbing against them, causing her even more frustration. She let out a groan that was a little too loud, the sound of her voice reverberating off the bathroom walls.

She only stopped for a second to make sure no one had heard her, instantly missing the way her hand felt on the outside of her panties. She skimmed her fingers over the fabric again, sighing when she pushed through her folds and found her clit, circling the nub and feeling her entire body relax as she sucked in a breath through her teeth. Even just thinking about Killian had her body reacting like this, essence practically dripping from her core as she strummed out a beat over her clit.

She had to make it quick or Killian would grow suspicious, and Emma wouldn't put it past him to come looking for her. What if he did? Suddenly it didn't seem like such a bad idea to take her time, but Emma wasn't that patient, parting her legs even wider and settling the material of her underwear over herself where it contoured the shape of her clit and, with every flick, had white light erupting behind her eyelids.

Emma canted her hips to meet the rub of her hand, her body shaking as her clit grew harder and more sensitive with every sweep. Her thighs quivered and she needed to place her free hand on the stall wall for balance, her inevitable orgasm creeping up on her and leaving her whimpering Killian's name. The room was spinning, even behind her eyelids, and the warmth of the heated bathroom was beginning to affect her, a sheen of sweat condensing across her skin.

She’d never done this before, masturbated in a public place, and it was the most exciting thing she had ever done. Her entire body tingled, her hand shaking, her brain telling her to stop the assault on her clit that was pulsing and throbbing, but her body crying out for more. Her breathing was uneven and the skin under her braid tightened against her head, pulling all of her hair and reminding her of how Killian had grabbed it a few days ago. It was enough, the memory of Killian and what he could do to her making her legs and back stiffen as she came, her hand furiously rubbing at her clit through the material of her underwear and extending her pleasure through painfully gritted teeth.

It wasn’t enough, Emma could tell that the second her orgasm rippled away as quickly as it had arrived, but it was enough to keep her sated for now. Or so she hoped. Now her only problem was her soaking wet panties. Emma looked down between her legs, holding the ruffles of her black skirt aside as she inspected the dark grey patch that had appeared there, her clit still pulsing with aftershocks as she tugged the material from her skin. There was no way Killian wouldn’t know about this, because even she could smell herself in the confines of the cubicle.

He had done this to her. It was still beyond her exactly how, but Killian had this effect on her like nothing she had ever experienced before. It was like her body was his obedient puppy, eager to please him, willing to do anything for a little attention and it had never felt so right to let it. Emma’s lips turned up into a wry grin as she stood back on wobbly legs, shimmied her wet panties to the floor and then picked them up, straightening the creases in her skirt whilst balling the damp material in her fist. Horny didn’t even begin to describe how she felt, the thrill of masterbating in the bathroom of a restaurant combined with the knowledge Killian was hers all afternoon still coursing through every fibre of her being.

They had to skip lunch and Emma knew exactly how to do that.

When she reappeared, Killian was absentmindedly staring out of the window across the expanse of the city, but the slight rise of his elfen ear gave away his smile. He didn’t turn around when she approached, but he knew she was there, heels gently tapping the polished floor, their echoes eaten up by the sounds of the other diners. His hand rested on the tablecloth, fingers stretched outwards as if covering hers that had left the spot a few minutes ago.

“Sorry about that,” Emma chirped as she neared him. She reached the table, her hip brushing his shoulder as she passed, and in one swift motion that even left her surprised by her own audacity, Emma dropped her sodden lace panties to the table right next to his hand. “I needed to take care of something.”

Killian’s head snapped towards the garment beside his hand, his fingers lifting off the tablecloth that had suddenly become like hot embers under the tips. Similarly, his ears were burning with the tell tale tint of a blush that was soon replaced with the ferocity of his inner animal as he plucked the lace from the table and was immediately hit with her scent. It was the perfect combination of the sweetness of peaches and the exoticness of star anise, and he would gladly risk the toxicity of the latter if it meant he could feast on her for hours.

“You couldn’t wait until after lunch?” Killian smirked, tucking the panties under the table and out of sight of the other diners. He scrunched the material in his hand and rather than tuck it into his pocket, he unzipped his fly and tucked it into the crotch of his chinos and through the peephole of his boxers. Even the mere feeling of her clearly self-fuck soaked underwear against his cock had him hard in seconds and he had no doubt she knew exactly what she was doing when she had dropped them at his proverbial feet.

“I’m not hungry,” Emma lied coyly, leaning forward in her seat until her bare clit met the cold, harsh surface of her chair and her eyes fluttered closed.

“Oh, you’re hungry, love,” Killian teased, opening his legs a little wider so that his length wasn’t so painfully restricted in his pants. “Just not for what’s on the menu in this place.” He quirked his brow at her and Emma smirked back at him, rolling her bottom lip under her teeth and letting out a groan as she rocked forward again.

“And you are?” Emma teased back, twirling the tail of her braid around her hand and giving it a little tug, mimicking the way his primal urges had turned her on so much a few days before.

She couldn’t help the way he was playing her like a finely tuned piano, despite being in a public place, as if something was calling to her, telling her to jump and trust that Killian would catch her. Without a second thought she knew she would. She would leap from whatever height if it meant falling into his arms, especially now, and if the way he was looking at her like a ravenous animal was anything to go by, she would gladly let him devour her too.

“Pay,” Emma demanded quickly, hurrying to grab her clutch beside her.

“W-What?” Killian stammered, shocked by her sudden urgency to leave.

Emma pushed herself to her feet and Killian stumbled to follow her, the hard-on in his pants restricting his ability to stand upright. He stepped out from behind the table and she flattened herself to his body, not a sliver of light able to pass between them. She groaned in her throat, the feel of his hardness against her setting off another flow of slickness to escape her core, only this time there was no fabric to stop it and it began its descent down her inner thigh. Emma’s hand snaked up behind Killian’s head and she clutched the hair there in frustration, her only outlet in a room full of people.

“Pay now,” she ordered again, her breath hot against his neck where she couldn’t help but taste his skin there with a lap of her tongue. “And I’ll suck you off in the car.”

They had only just made it out of the car park when Emma had dove across the gap between them and was fumbling with the zipper of Killian’s chinos. He hissed as she snaked her hand into the opening, deft fingers stroking over the outside of his boxer shorts and hardening him even more than the anticipation was. Killian's knuckles were white from how hard he gripped the wheel and Emma tore into his underwear like a thing possessed once she realised how hard her prize was.

Emma had never blown an Alpha before and once his cock sprang out into the artificially heated air in the car, her eyes went wide with glee. Alphas certainly put most men to shame, and she licked her lips at the sight of him standing proudly for her attention before grasping him as firmly as she could close to the base of his cock and shivering from the filthy sound he made in response.

“Eyes on the road, Jones,” Emma said huskily, running her tongue over the point of her canine. She felt like a wolf, hungry for the meat Killian was dangling in front of her, the blood pounding in her ears as she used her other hand to grip the girth of him just under his tip.

Killian felt his hips shift forward in his seat, an involuntary spasm, the only reaction his body knew to her touch. He wanted her to stroke him, needed her to massage his length. What she had promised back at the restaurant was so close his balls ached. Her breath ghosted over his cock, the tip of her tongue flicking out to taste him as she held him, hot and hard and perpetually suspended in the promise of what was to come. He had to blink thrice as hard to focus his eyes on the road knowing that once her mouth encased his cock, it would be almost impossible to drive in a straight line.

“Emma, maybe we should wait until-,” Killian began, his heart hammering in his chest and the sound of his blood pounding in his ears.

“Shut up,” Emma snapped and Killian tore his eyes off the road to look at her beside him.

She was on her knees, crouched below the height of the window and hunched between the seats, her elbows resting on the only part of the seat visible beside his thigh. It twitched as his muscles contracted, his entire body as stiff as his cock was in Emma’s hands, her hands burning into his skin far hotter than his own body temperature. Emma was wet, he could smell her in the confined space of the car and it made him heady, his palms a little sweaty against the smooth surface of the wheel.

Killian had no idea what had gotten into Emma but he was not about to complain. Very few people had the bravery to tell an Alpha to shut up, and under normal circumstances the hormones raging through Killian’s body would have had him seeing red in no time, but the tone in Emma’s voice, insistent and desperate, had him hardening in her grip. She was ravenous and did something to him that he couldn’t explain. His body cried out for her, especially now he knew what it felt like to knot her, and one of his hands slipped off the wheel and smoothed over her back in gentle encouragement. Very little time passed between Killian touching her and Emma finally wrapping her lips around his length and all he could do was gasp in final, hot, wet relief and force his eyes to stay open whilst he drove through a foggy, sex hazed vision.

“Oh,” Killian gasped on an inward breath, his knuckles turning white with how hard he was gripping the wheel. “Bloody, Jesus, fuck,” he grunted when he felt Emma smirk against his length, her tongue lavishing over a particularly prominent vein that had swollen in her mouth as her hands went to work on the base of his shaft. With a hum, Emma let her hand drift into the opening of his fly, aching to have more of him in her grasp, her fingertips barely touching the bulb of his knot that was wrapped up in her come soaked panties.

Emma lifted her head, releasing him with a pop and hungrily licking her lips as she salivated over the taste of him in her mouth. Her hands went to work where her mouth had been, shifting up and down his cock and making Killian growl in frustration.

“So that’s where you put them,” Emma grinned triumphantly.

She hadn’t expected to find her underwear in his pants but it gave her a huge sense of gratification to find them there. She had never felt so powerful, so insanely and irrevocably turned on before. Her life had given her few chances to be the aggressor during sex, but Emma was a woman who knew what she wanted, if nothing else. Killian Jones was what she wanted, and she didn’t even wait for his reply before sealing her lips around his cock and stealing his breath once more.

Emma’s head bobbed up and down, spit dribbling out of her mouth and over her knuckles as she went down and her tongue slurping over his skin as she eased back up. Killian tried as hard as he could to focus on the road ahead of him, but thankfully the traffic was minimal, encouraging him to speed and run at least two red lights on their way to Emma’s apartment where he skidded to a stop in her parking spot. He had an overwhelming need to come, to fuck Emma’s mouth until his knot popped out of his body and he’d encourage her to extend his pleasure by sucking him some more. The mere thought had his fingertips digging into the curve of her behind, the only intimate part of her he could reach from his position.

But reality held him back. There was no way he wouldn’t draw attention by getting out of a car in broad daylight with an erection so massive, and as if Emma could read his mind, she doubled her efforts. Her movements sped up and Killian could feel his tip bumping the back of her throat, the muscles there contracting around him and pulling him in even deeper. At one point, Emma gagged a little and Killian wasn’t sure how much longer he would last under her assault. She hummed in appreciation, a soft whimper of pleasure slipping from her mouth between breaths as her fingers toyed with the smooth skin of Killian’s balls and caused another involuntary buck of his hips.

“You’re so close,” she purred, letting him slip from her mouth and not giving him a second before licking him from a straining knot bulb to tip. “Let go, Killian. Let me take care of you.”

“Oh, fuck, Emma,” he whimpered, legs shaking as he felt the unmistakeable thrum of his climax. “Suck it,” he growled and encouraged her to take him in her mouth once more with a gentle touch to the back of her head. His fingers toyed with her braid and his inner animal couldn’t be contained anymore. “I’m going to come so hard for you. Fill up the back of your throat like you need.”

An audible whine vibrated from Emma’s throat, a plea for what only Killian could give her. She arched her back, desperate for his touch where she needed him the most, her body language so incredibly wanton that Killian had no hope in holding off his orgasm. What he hadn’t expected was her skill, the way she swallowed him down like she had been made specifically for him, her throat relaxing around him as she crammed his entire cock into her mouth. Her tongue laved around his knot bulb, a soft wetness that, before he had time to stop it, had his knot popping from his body and his euphoria washing over him.

The world began to spin and Killian’s leg spasmed, his foot pushing so hard against the floor that he thought he might punch a hole right through the bottom of his car. He was coming, and he was coming harder than he had ever come from oral before. An Alpha’s place was to make his partner happy and so he had rarely been on the receiving end of a blow job, and they had never felt as good as the one Emma was giving him. It left him shaking and he held her face to his crotch, one hand around her jaw and her braid twisted around the other. When Emma gagged on his come, he tried to free her airway by pulling out, but Emma wouldn’t let him go, greedily swallowing every last drop of his load with a satisfying gulp.

“Wow,” Killian gasped, scrubbing his hands over his face in disbelief of his bodily reaction to Emma’s talents. “I...you...wow,” he giggled, ignoring the discomfort of his exposed knot and the hotness in his groin.

“You popped your knot,” Emma smirked gleefully, stroking her fingers over his still hard length and enjoying the way he twitched from her touch.

“I swear I didn’t mean to,” Killian laughed. “You were just...” he began but Emma’s proud grin stole his thought. “Just wow.”

“You need to work on your compliments,” Emma nodded with a raised eyebrow.

“Aye, love,” he agreed with a chuckle. “I have plenty of time to think that over whilst I wait for my knot to recede.” He blushed a little and Emma watched as he adorably scratched the patch of skin behind his ear.

“I’m sorry,” Emma offered sympathetically. She took his hand in hers, giving his fingers a little squeeze to emphasize her apology.

“Don’t be, love,” Killian assured her, interlocking their fingers. “It’s only uncomfortable for an hour or so,” he teased, lifting their hands and pressing a kiss to the back of her knuckles.

“Plenty of time then,” Emma smirked playfully.

“For what, love?” Killian asked her with a narrowed stare.

She leaned in close, gripping his hand tighter and holding it to her bosom. “For us to talk about later,” she whispered in his ear, her words making the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. “When we see just how good that outfit looks on the bedroom floor.”

#A/B/O #a/b/o dynamics #a/b/o fic #alpha!killian #emma swan #cs fic #cs au #omegaverse #graham humbert #will scarlet #liam jones #the contract #ch 5

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the--blackdahlia · 6 years ago

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You’re All That I Need Chapter 1 (Tommy x Nikki)

Title: You’re All That I Need Chapter 1

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.

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

AN: So, this is the first a/b/o fic I’ve ever done, and I couldn’t do it without the help of @callme-kaz2y5-baby! So make sure to send us both some love!

It wasn’t Nikki’s fault. Honest. Okay, well maybe it was kinda Nikki’s fault. Two alphas really didn’t do well in a band together. He should’ve known it. He usually worked with beta’s. Didn’t have to worry about sharing the omega groupies, didn’t have to worry about showing dominance over each other. But fuck, London was going to be such a fucking good band, but that asshole other alpha got too cocky, and swore Nikki was eyeing his mate.

He wouldn’t have touched his mate with a ten foot pole, if he was being honest.

That’s why he was sitting in a diner, holding a napkin to his nose. When did Lizzie fucking Grey get such a good right hook? Nikki shook his head. Fucking alphas. Next band, he was making sure everyone was betas. He wasn’t having a repeat of this disaster.

And damn it, why couldn’t anyone list what they were in the classifieds? Fuck, it made this so much harder than it should be. But thankfully, some of the ads just had the alpha vibe to the wording, and Nikki could wave them off.

"Dude that was awesome, not the nose, well that was pretty badass too" Nikki's attention was drawn from the paper by the tall shaggy beta who walked up to the table.

"Singers, an alpha ass" Nikki snarled.

"I know, I saw, he deserved it" the beta replied, "I have your poster on my bedroom wall"

Nikki looked up, "take the fucking poster down, London's over." Nikki looked back to the paper, "my next band is going to be something the world has never seen."

The beta slid into the seat across from him, "that sounds awesome"

"You always carry those?" Nikki asked referring to the drumsticks the beta was twirling.

"Yea! You. Ever know when your going to get the opportunity to rock!" the beta answered, "my name is Tommy"

“Nikki…” Nikki watched him. “Where’d you learn to do that?” Watching Tommy twirl the drumsticks in his fingers was almost hypnotizing.

“Uh...high school marching band…” Tommy gave him a shy smile. “I mean garage bands!”

“Well, what I have planned is a long way from...garage band.” Nikki chuckled.

“What kind of band do you have in mind?” Tommy asked. Nikki smiled, like he was just waiting for him to ask that.

“Well, I have this vision of a band,” Nikki said, looking down at the newspaper in front of him. “An epic band. Big stage production. Lights, and pyro, and hell, there can be blood. Apparently, it makes me look badass.”

“I mean...” Tommy laughed a little. “So, will it be like Kiss or something?”

“Kiss will be wishing they were my band,” Nikki laughed.

He turned his attention back to the newspaper in front of him, circling potential bandmates. That’s when a drumstick appeared in his vision, landing on the ad that read ‘Loud, rude and aggressive guitar player’.

“This dude sounds good,” Tommy told him. Nikki cast a look at Tommy before turning his attention back to the ad.

“Mick Mars?” Nikki asked. “What kind of name is that?”

“Alien?” Tommy asked with a shrug.

“There’s no such thing as aliens man.” Nikki laughed. He couldn’t believe it. After all this time of finding it hard to make friends, this kid sits down at the booth across from him and it was like they had been friends forever.

“Dude, it’s LA. I’ve seen some weird things.” Tommy smiled brightly at Nikki. “You never know what you’re going to find!”

“Fair enough.” Nikki laughed. “Hey, didn’t you come in here with a girl or something?”

“Oh shit!” Tommy turned in his seat and looked back towards the booth where his date had been sitting. “Huh? She must have left.” Tommy shrugged and turned his attention back to Nikki. “So, tell me more about this band.”

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#you're all that i need #Motley Crue #terror twins #Tommy Lee #nikki sixx #tommy lee x nikki sixx #nikki sixx x tommy lee #fanfiction

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mojoflower · 6 years ago

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Teen Wolf mpreg fic recs (99% Sterek, 1% Steter)

I know that you love me, even when I lose my head by LunaCanisLupus 22 E, 136k, Complete. “We’re not mates, Cora,” he insists. “I mean look at him-“ // “Ouch,” the kid says, no longer pushing that shit eating grin. // “He’s- he’s,” Derek tries, at a loss of how to explain why this can’t be possible. Why it shouldn’t be possible. // Or the one where Derek gets attacked by hunters, ends up with amnesia and forgets Stiles is his mate.

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Stiles, Alpha Derek, but Stiles is a BAMF, BAMF Stiles, presumably Actual Derek is also a bamf, but College Derek is pretty useless, Heh heh

Wow, this story just grabbed me and didn't let me go and now it's the end of a full day and I have no excuse for abandoning everything except that I was really involved and enjoying the plot. // Stiles is such a fucking badass, I love this, he's super-smart and strategizes and handles everything that comes up like a pro and it's totally easy to see why they have such a large and powerful pack. 'College Derek', meanwhile, is a complete sexist asshole (with the whole Alpha/omega thing) who says some super hurtful things in the first half out of sheer ignorance mostly -- although occasionally it's spite. Stiles handles it as well as he can, trying to hide that it hurts and striking back because he has backbone for god's sake... but his bondmark is slowly fading and that's terrifying and tragic. // Meanwhile, the Silva pack is due to arrive with some manifest bad intentions, and Peter is lurking around stirring up trouble, and it's a really fucking bad time for Derek to not remember who he is, because it makes their pack vulnerable. // Great story.

The Lighthouse Keeper by tugela54 E, 75k, Complete. On a rural island just off Alaska’s northern Inside Passage, stands a centuries old lighthouse - the perfect sanctuary for its keeper to hide when the moon is full, to burn and rage through its cycle with the townsfolk being none the wiser. // But then a new resident comes to Beacon Harbour – a bright-eyed young student chasing an elusive whale species – and all of a sudden those thick stone walls seem paper thin…

Bottom Stiles, Like Whoa,

Whoa, that was an intense climax, I'm kinda breathless. Great story. Stiles is earnest and funny (and sooo hot for the giant, hairy, handsome man -- when author says size difference they are not messing around and it's mentioned frequently) and Derek is monosyllabic and awkward. They figure it out eventually, and there is hot sex (did I say size difference and hirsuteness?). Laura's a great werewolf-sister (Derek is the only werewolf) and her son Seth is a cutie. The cast of characters (Chris, Jordon, Finstock, Angus, Gladys and the two First People Miriam and Jonah) are interesting and fleshed-out. Love the plot, and the take on Derek's werewolf (not Teen Wolf style), love the First People lore and rituals, love the setting waaay up in Alaska on this tiny island. // (Don't let Major Character Death tag scare you, you're gonna be just fine.)

Hey Lover, I Got a Sugarcane by pibroch (littleblackdog) Steter, E, 17k, Complete. [References to Mpreg rather than straight-up #mpreg] “Put Peter on the phone,” Stiles says, too sharp to be polite. // “What?” Derek sounds completely thrown. “Stiles, I don’t think— Okay, you’re obviously not understanding what’s happening here. Peter isn’t talking. He’s basically just growling at this point, and he’s rounding on anyone that gets too close. He actually bit me when I tried to take back my pillow. I nearly lost a thumb.” // “Derek.” The reality of this shitshow of a situation is finally kicking in, undeniably, and Stiles needs to hear Peter’s voice. “Just trust the omega, okay? Tell him it’s me, and give him the damn phone.” // ---"Wrangling Rut-Drunk Alpha Boyfriends 101" by Stiles Stilinski, omega and responsible adult person.

I've loved other things I've read by this author

Delicious. And also funny.

I've Got A Sure Thing by skoosiepants T, 11k, Complete. Stiles's water breaks ten miles outside of Beacon Hills.

Fox Stiles, Werefox Stiles, Daddy Stiles

Precious: I love the style, it tumbles and tumbles over itself. Stiles is himself. Derek keeps hanging around, and he loves little Princess Leia. Cora keeps laughing at them. Stiles might be a little confused.

******

He calls Derek and says, “I think your entire family is here, dude,” and Derek roars, “What?” and, “Don't call me dude, “ and, “Fuck, I'll be right over.”

Derek shows up in his EMT uniform and with his partner Boyd, stoic and amused, and the wild look in Derek's eyes is probably as close to a panic as Stiles will ever see him in.

Derek says, “Oh my god, Laura,” and grabs for Prin just as Prin launches herself out of Laura's arms toward him. He swings her up in a practiced movement and settles her on his hip and Laura grins so wide her fangs are showing.

“The pack wanted to meet her, even Mom's here,” she says, gesturing toward a big black wolf that looks almost exactly like Derek in wolf form – the wolf lifts her head and sneezes at them, then goes back to nosing through Stiles's DVD collection.

“Mom,” Derek says, and holds Prin up so she hides his face. Prin tugs at his hair and knees him in the eye and giggles when he shoves her up so her tummy is balanced on the top of his head, it's so cute Stiles can hardly stand it, his life is insane.

“Okay,” Stiles says, clapping his hands together, “I'll make tea.”

I don't think that means what you think it means by ThroughTheTulips M, 21k, 7 works, Complete. Ever notice how aliens have mostly similar customs to humans in Stargate? There never seem to be words or concepts that just don't translate. For the most part that makes sense given how they were spread deliberately across the universe, but there should be more weird stuff. // So I made some. This is very fluffy and ridiculous. Enjoy.

I simply can't with this. What an unanticipated, hysterical delight.

I Know Where Babies Come From, Derek by DiscontentedWinter E, 52k, Complete (series is 132k of deliciousness) [Implied Mpreg, rather than actual #mpreg]. Stiles finds a baby on the porch. // It looks exactly like him. // Well, this is awkward.

Favorite, read again, still a favorite

Funny and unique and gripping (and there's one part that's simply fucking heartbreaking, god every.time. I bawl like a baby). I love this so much. It's totally one of my return-again-and-again-comfort-fics (even though there's very little that's slow-paced and domestic about it).

monday i can fall apart but by friday i'm in love by tryslora M, 6k, Complete. It's just past five in the morning and Stiles is barely awake, wearing only sleep pants that hang low below his pregnant belly, and he can't get the damned brand new jar of decaf coffee open. But he has a neighbor, and he's too tired to think that waking someone else up at this hour might not be the best (or politest) of ideas.

Alpha Derek, Omega Stiles, Caretaking,

lol. short and funny and sweet and Alpha!Derek is a caretaker (and pregnant omega!Stiles is a sass-spewing dork)

finger on the trigger and all fired up by tryslora E, 6k, Complete [Implied Potential Mpreg rather than #mpreg]. Derek goes undercover to expose a drug trafficking ring running inside of a porn studio. What he finds is Stiles.

Hot and funny.

I'm Not Immune by moodwriter E, 24k, Complete. “Did they inject anything into you? You can hold me back. You can stop me. I can’t stop you.” Stiles is in full blown panic mode now. // The one where Stiles and Derek get kidnapped, and sex needs to happen for reasons.

Great story, grows as it's written. Follows a lot of emotional development, tangled in the godawfulfucking situation they're trapped in.

Fire, Fury, and Flame by IAmAVeronica E, 125k, Complete. Stiles Stilinski was never going to be the omega who got knocked up right after high school, and then he's accidentally artificially inseminated with a stranger's sperm. // Awesome. // And the father of Stiles's baby just so happens to be Derek Hale. Half-feral, quite possibly a murderer, and pursued by a gleefully sadistic band of hunters who are only too eager to use Stiles and his baby to hit Derek right where it hurts. // Joy.

Omega Stiles, Alpha Derek, Mpreg, Kidnapping, Stalking, cultural ramifications of a/b/o

So, Stiles, the omega-rights activist who never wants anything to do with an Alpha and wants to avoid any of that biological imperative bullshit, winds up pregnant a la Jane the Virgin. BUT. Derek is unwilling to commit, or even to have Stiles tell anyone who the baby-Daddy is. This could be because a complete psychopath has him in her targets.

Kate is one fuck-scary villain, just, crazy as a bag of cats and vicious with it, and the filth that comes out of her mouth is truly chilling.

Stiles gets kidnapped pretty early on, which is frightening enough, and then she's back for another try. At that point, he's kidnapped again, this time by Derek, who whisks him across the country to the Preserve, a werewolf compound in Maine. Here, Stiles is the only human, pregnant and vulnerable and trying to make a temporary life until the baby is born. But will it only be temporary?

There's love, sociopolitical musings, lots of angst, lots of danger. The baby is born about 3/4 of the way through the story, and then Kate comes around to terrorize everyone again. Even though Derek and Stiles are living in a house that's reinforced with bars and a panic room, she still manages to nearly burn Stiles and the baby…

Rescue Me (& Take Me In Your Arms) by tumtatumtum E, 34k, Complete (series is 37k so far). Just when Stiles is starting to reach panic-attack levels of stress, a leather jacket and firm thigh are pressed right up next to him, and an arm is casually thrown over his shoulder. Stiles looks up to thank this kind person who is saving his life, and suddenly forgets what air is. // Because HOT. DAMN. Call the police and the fire-man, this guy is smoking. // Or the AU where Derek helps save Stiles from an ex, and a steamy BDSM relationship ensues- with feelings all over the place.

Fake/Pretend Relationship, Sub Stiles, Dom Derek

Whoooaa, Nellie. Strap in for a ride, folks. Hot and also hilarious, which is a difficult combo to achieve. Loads of D/s sexy times. Stiles is precious. Derek is possessive and a wee bit insecure. They're awful fun to watch together. ***The one where Stiles is Alpha Mate which magically means he starts leaking slick outta his ass, even tho he's human.

*******

[Kept trying to find this fic using key words bar and boyfriend and ex-boyfriend... which finally got me there. It's SO worth a re-read or ten.] I also tagged it with fake/pretend relationships, since it's fake for about the first 5 minutes, until Derek puts his hand on the back of Stiles' neck and Stiles moans and MELTS and lo, romantic and sexual interest is born.)

It's a mad, mad world by ElisAttack E, 74k, Complete [No #mpreg] "They call him the Feral Wolf." The man laughs hysterically as Stiles backs away from him, fear coursing through his veins. "Feral Hale. Do you know why? Huh?" The man creeps closer, testing the restraint of his chains, white talcum falling from his skin, swirling in the air like the dust devils plaguing the wasteland. "Because he's fucking mad." // Or the one where Stiles is a prisoner looking to return home, but to do so, he may have to rely on a questionable drifter.

Really enjoyed this. Very interesting take on alpha/omega, haven't seen it before. And yay for apocalyptic mad max-type world. Scary as fuck.

a little advice for aspiring fires by The Byger (Byacolate) E, 42k, Complete. Regardless of his sadly lacking social circle, Stiles was going to have to get some physical contact or he was going to explode. Seriously. It’d be messy and Derek would probably become even more emotionally constipated having to clean up little bits of Stiles from his pristine walls and furniture.

Touch-Starved, Skin Hunger, Omega Stiles, Sassy Stiles, stiles talks CONSTANTLY, Mpreg, Kidfic

But We're Still Sleeping Like We're Lovers by CharWright5 E, 110k, Complete [No #mpreg]. There are several things Stiles Stilinski knows to be facts: he's a werecoyote like his parents; his twin sister Malia could use a filter more than him; he's an Omega and terrified of his upcoming heat; and Derek Hale-McCall will never see him as anything more than his kid brother's best friend. Doesn't stop Stiles from asking the Alpha to help him during his heat. Or from developing some serious feelings that go beyond the bedroom. Basically, he's totally screwed, in more ways than one.

Fox Stiles, Creature Stiles, he's not a fox, but when I'm cruising that tag, I'll like to read this story

Idiot boys. Hot sex. More idiot boys. Angst. Fluff.

Jurisdiction by elisera M, 7k, Complete (series complete at 20k). John is a pretty level-headed guy. He wasn’t always, back during his own Sturm und Drang period, but he married a firecracker of a woman and got a kid with an affinity for trouble like he got payed for ending up in it, so someone had to level out or they would’ve ended up living in a treehouse or Lapland doing god knows what. Anyway, getting a hold of his temper is one of John’s better life achievements. It makes him a good sheriff and it kept him from blowing his lid too badly those last two years when Stiles started acting out in a way that John had never seen before. // But the temper is still there. // He’s reminded of it when he comes home on a random Saturday in March after spilling his milkshake all over his uniform shirt only to notice he didn’t have a spare in the station and finds Stiles bend over the kitchen sink with hunched shoulders.

Papa Stilinski is a total badass and mmm mmmm mmmm, so is Derek. Stiles has got some awesome muscle looking out for his best interests.

Into Something New by marguerite_26 E, 9k, Complete. [Implied Mpreg rather than #mpreg]. Something is happening to Stiles. He’s losing time. Something is messing with his head, with his body. Maybe if he felt better he’d think to be worried.

Nowhere Man by 1lostone E, 76k, Complete. [Mpreg (off screen)] When Stiles leaves Beacon Hills, he does it without a backwards glance. For two years he is happy on the other side of the country- until someone targets not only him, but his daughter. // Unfortunately, the asshole bodyguard his dad hired to make sure he gets back home is none other than Derek Hale. And that's really not very good for either of them.

1lostone is, as always, the goddess of the lengthy, painful, disturbing, angsty, violent, sexy story. God, I love it.

The Second Coming (of Werewolf Jesus) by lupinus, uraneia E, 40k, Complete. Stiles was enjoying his senior year until his crazy English teacher decided he made the best candidate to gestate Derek's kid. Now Stiles is a seventeen-year-old pregnant dude and he and Derek have to figure their shit out, because in nine months they are going to be tied together for the rest of their lives.

Sweet: very fluffy and domestic.

Pride and Place by DarkAthena (seraphim_grace) E, 63k, Complete. (Part of series A/B/O bodice rippers) [Mpreg, Discussion of mpreg, no men were pregnant in the making of this fic]. Derek Hale, Earl of Osterbrook, has inherited, following the death of Lord Montfort, a run down house in Yorkshire he neither needs nor wants, convinced his staff are robbing him, and with the mystery of a missing ward, he manages to get himself talked into a ridiculous bet, that he cannot pass as a steward until Midwinter, nearly two months away. So can he maintain the charade? Find the missing child? and manage to turn the shambles of a house around, or will he give up and let Peter take the thousand pounds he bet. // now with explicit epilogue - the rest of the story is teen rated though, so if you don't like the idea of explicit sex in your bodice rippers - just don't read that bit.

Great story.

The Well of Living Waters by kalpurna E, 30k, Complete. King Derek takes a consort.

Within His Power by NoBezel E, 69k, Complete. [Discussion of mpreg] Derek is a wolfish cyborg, brother of the Governor of California, heir to the Hale fortune. Stiles is a un-sequenced human in a world of designer DNA. When Derek is forced to choose a mate, no one expects him to choose Stiles. To be fair, Derek doesn't expect him to say no.

Pretty fucking phenomenal. Lots of world-building and political intrigue. If you're in it for the tropes, you'll be disappointed, but otherwise it's intense and dense and lovely.

The Threat of Human Sacrifice by vampireisthenewblack E, 45k, Complete. The sheriff bought a crib and made Derek help him put it together. Stiles thought of Hemingway and the shortest, most heartbreaking story ever told, and dismantled it on his own while Derek was out. // [The one where Stiles getting knocked up is the least of his worries.]

So excellent and intense.

The Honey and the Sting by the_ragnarok M, 19k, Complete (series still wip) Derek didn't remember what happened when he went into heat. He could only assume the worst. The truth may be stranger than that.

Beautiful.

Tiny Houses by ohmyjetsabel E, 77k, Complete. "So this is what Stiles does. He lies in Scott’s bed and waits for Melissa to say she’s found someone to get it out of him, to cure him of the wrongness and the bad, and he dreams. // God, he dreams. // He dreams of fire and swollen bellies and that scene in Alien, of giving birth to jackals through his urethra, the whole horrific nine yards. His head is a terrible place to be, he can’t imagine his stomach is much better, why anyone would want to put a thing inside of it."

Fuck.

Shifts by gryvon E, 15k, Complete. Stiles has what he's always secretly wanted - he's in a relationship with Derek and he's one of Derek's betas - but all that gets turned upside down when Gerard kidnaps him and his unexpected baby.

Who doesn't want Stiles having emotionally confusing sex with Derek, getting knocked up unbeknownst to either of them, and then kidnapped for the future baby? I mean, really. It's classic.

A Mating Moon by unpossible E, 37k, Complete. (Series 55k so far.) [this is not mpreg, just to be clear] “Hey, Scott, so, I uh, there’s this amazingly hot guy and I’m uh, gonna spend the weekend with him but, you know, just to be careful, I’m sending you his picture, so if by some terrible chance my bloated corpse shows up sometime Monday, just, y’know pass this along to the authorities.” He pauses. “Uh. Kidding?” and then hangs up with a rush of air. // “That is the worst voicemail in the history of voicemails,” Derek says.

fucking fantastic

(Once in a) Blue Moon by clarkoholic, skywardsmiles E, 60k, Complete. (Series 63k so far.) Stiles and Derek are getting along, but they’re not a family, and they’re sure as hell not mates. Christ, they’re basically just two stupid guys who happened to get pregnant because of a full moon and sheer dumb luck.

Oh, the angst, the pining, the guilt, the blame, the anger. Total pain-fest while we watch Stiles nearly die from the burden of the pregnancy. Lovely sweet ending, of course.

Tried and Tested Series by dancinbutterfly E, 53k, 12 works, Complete. In which Derek has a sex emergency with unplanned results, Stiles could be the baby daddy on one of those horrible MTV pregnancy shows, Sheriff Stilinski takes in strays and life in Beacon Hills never has a dull moment, not even when things are calm.

Really wonderful series. Stopped at Part 11, so am waiting for updates. A good investment of time, even incomplete. ;D // [Huh, evidently I missed an update somewhere along the line!]

In the Solstice of our Hearts by ravingrevolution E, 73k, Complete. "You're not putting that up your butt," Scott told him flatly and Stiles couldn't stop the pissed off whine he made, but his friend continued. "Stiles, you can't put that up your butt, you know that. Your butt won't be ready for anything to go in it until-" // "Okay, okay!" he said, flailing his hands to stop his friend's lecture. "Message received, no butt stuff until I'm pounced on by some freaking animal in the forest and ravished to within an inch of my life. Got it. Thanks, Scotty, I mean heaven forbid I actually try to take control of my life and give myself a fighting chance or anything." // "Not all alphas are animals," Scott said quietly. // Maybe he was right, but Stiles wasn't holding his breath.

Omega Stiles, Berserk Stiles, omega beast, everyone's a virgin, Hurt/Comfort, care taking

The one where there's a Mate Run in the woods, and Derek with his pack manage to frighten Stiles up a tree from whence he falls and is impaled on a branch (ouch!) and then they spend a week in a cave while Stiles heals. Meanwhile, Kate and her cronies are sneaking into the month-long Mate Run with the intent to a)finally kill Derek and b) sneakily bond with some omegas. So Stiles goes berserk, which is the omega form of a hulking violence monster, to protect Derek. (Story could have stopped there, but carries on for another 1/3.)

#mpreg #mpreg fic rec #mpreg stiles #mpreg sterek #mpreg fic recs #mojo's fic recs #christyimnot #christyimnotred

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tren-fraszka · 7 years ago

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Parallels 2018 letter

Dear creator,

Thank you for taking your time to check my requests. I know my requests can sound a bit tricky, but please don’t be discouraged. I wish you will have good time writing first and foremost!

I like humor and tropes, which is probably the only thing you really need to know about my general likes.

I’m very picky about sex tropes, so generally I would be grateful for no graphic sex (unless specified otherwise). Also, if you go for a shippy fic, I don’t want any stuff happening without consent. I like consent a lot. Other dislikes include ABO, mpreg, soulmates, and situations where stuff is happening because destiny said so and nobody questions it.

Also, I included what ships I’m okay with in each fandom. Please do not include any ships that aren’t canon or I have not mentioned in those sections.

REQUESTS

FATE/APOCRYPHA

While I will be first person to admit that this series really could have had a better plot I loved the characters and would enjoy seeing more of them.

Mordred | Saber of Red (Fate/Apocrypha)

I love angry girls with gender issues, so I knew I would love Mordred and boy do I. There’s just something refreshing in seeing characters like her having a healthy amount of anger at the bullshit the world throws at her.

I really enjoyed her interactions with Shishigou, but I wouldn’t be opposed to seeing her interact with other cast members. Her specific circumstances make her a good foil for a lot of characters.

Additional info

I would be very okay with AUs, both Plot Divergences and complete setting changes, since as I mentioned I’m not overly attached to Apocrypha’s plot. So feel free to play with the idea of Mordred being Shishigo’s actual adopted daughter in a modern AU or some interesting what if scenario. Maybe Mordred getting her wish upon the grail, only to discover how terrible the life of a king is.

I’m okay with pretty much any pairing except Sieg/Jeanne (but if you went for an AU where Jeanne and Leticia are not sharing the body I would be pretty okay with Sieg/Leticia). Also, no shipping Shishigou and Mordred, because I much prefer them as a found family.

Out of things I actually do ship I have a very soft spot for Shirou/Semiramis.

TALES OF BERSERIA

I played Zestiria, so you are free to throw some references to it if you want.

You don’t have to include all the characters I requested, please feel free to concentrate on just one of them.

Eleanor Hume

I really like how much Eleanor changes during the course of the game. And how sincerely she approaches everything. It’s refreshing to see a character who is willing to judge things on her own. Sure, she’s slightly stubborn at first, but Eleanor had really grown on me over the course of the game.

I would probably be happiest with a fic that tracks just how much her attitude changed. It can be about her general attitude or about her relation with someone else in the party. I’m not picky. I just want to see Eleanor discovering that the world is bigger and much less black and white than she thought. But at the same time, even if there are cruelties she was not aware of, there is also kindness she had not seen before.

For some other random ideas: Eleanor helps Laphicet make a present for Velvet (or they outright collaborate on it), or Eleanor has a moment when she realizes just how much the whole party grew on her and how much she enjoys being with them..

Rokurou Rangetsu

I would love any look at Rokuro’s life. I love how it is slowly revealed that he was a very terrible human being, that it is no wonder that he turned into a deamon as a result. The pre-canon look at his life in Rangetsu family and how he turned into a daemon would be great (bonus points for including his mom if you decide on this). As would be his perspective on canon events with some more interactions with any party members. Or post-canon and Rokuro’s journey in search of stronger and stronger foes, during which he meets lots of colorful foes.

Velvet Crowe

Velvet Crowe is one of the most enjoyable Tales protagonist I have witnessed yet. She’s a complicated mess of emotions and trauma, barely held together by her drive for vengeance. Seeing her struggle with all the tragedy, while desperately pushing forward, and waiting to see whether she cracks under the pressure of it all or not was much more interesting than standard Tales hero journey.

I would enjoy an introspective piece for her, since she hides so much of her emotions. That being said, Velvet interacting with other party members is fun too! Whether it be her being demonic bros with Rokuro, butting heads with Eleanor or not having patience for Magilou’s antics, Velvet has an interesting relationship with all of them and I would be happy to see any of those connections explored.

Additional info

I would be pretty okay with the AUs, both Canon Divergence and setting changes. In case of canon divergence, please, just don’t save Velvet with deus ex machina. I’m not opposed to her being saved, but please build that plotline properly. The game sets her demise very strongly throughout the whole game and I need to be properly convinced that there is a chance for her to live through this without becoming a miserable malevolence factory. This is not a problem in different setting AUs.

As for the ships. I do ship Elanor and Velvet, so if that’s you jam I would be happy to see them getting together or just enjoying being together. They have very interesting dynamics throughout the game and I would love to see some more romance in it. I would also be okay with more risque content for this ship.

TALES OF XILLIA

Who loves Tales series more with each new game they play, this gal over here. Also, I’m currently playing Xillia 2 and while I’ve gone through most of the game, I may not be able to finish it before this exchange ends due to the real world responsibilities. So while referencing Xillia 2 would be okay with me, please avoid endgame spoilers for it.

As previously you don’t have to include all of the requested characters.

Jude Mathis

Jude is one of my favourite protagonist for being just plain relatable. I love how he develops through the story and how much his issues rule over his decision before he gets his act together.

I would really love a look at Jude’s life before the game. I find his relationship with his parents very interesting and would love to see it explored more deeply. How did he go about applying to Talim and how his parents reacted? What about Leia? How did Jude manage in Talim?

I’m also very okay with a more indepth look at his journey. What were his feelings at the beginning? How did he feel revisiting his hometown and having to face his parents to be able to help Milla? Any and all snippets from this time are fine by me.

Elize Lutus

The best child character in video games I’ve seen in a long time. I would love to see more of her adventures and how she learns to open up to other people.

I probably would love a post-canon story the most with Elize trying to fit into a normal school. I would love to get a glimps at her attempts to make new friends and not appear to be too weird. I would especially love if Elize and her friends ended up getting into some sort of trouble. Maybe they decided to investigate some rumours and run into a monster or bandits and Elize saves the day with things she learned while travelling with the team. Bonus points if the knowledge from her travels is very questionable.

Just like with Jude, I would also be very open to some insights into her feelings during the plot of the game. Especially, how she slowly starts opening up to others after joining the party.

Additional info

I’m okay with AUs, both canon divergence and setting changes. Given that Xillia 2 enables any and all divergences you really, really shouldn’t hold back in that regard. On that note I would be very partial to any member of Chimeriad surviving, because they all deserved better. For setting changes I don’t have any specific.

I’m okay with ships: Jude/Alvin, Jude/Milla, an OT3 involving all of them, Leia/Agria and Gaius/Wingul.

FATE/EXTELLA

I will be honest. I have a lot of complaints about the characterization of some of the characters and the plot of this game, it gave me one thing I really love and damn do I want it.

Jeanne d'arc | Ruler (Fate/Extella) & Gilgamesh (Fate/Extella)

The interactions between Jeanne and Gilgamesh gave me life, watered my crops and made me laugh a lot. Those two get along in that they reinterpret each other’s words completely whenever they interact. It’s incredible.

I love the grudging respect they have for each other, because while they both heavily don’t approve of each other’s worldview and lifestyles, they can’t dismiss the will and dedication the other has.

Additional info

I’m okay with AUs and canon divergences. The subscenarios for both of them were painfully short in the game, so I would definitely be up if you expanded on them or just had some wacky adventures involving both of them. Just please don’t include Titan!Altera, Charlot!Tamamo or Elizabeth acting like she did in that game. I still have trauma from their characterization. Servant!Altera, and Elizabeth&Tamamo with characterization from Extra or Grand Order will be very okay. If you really need one of those characters with the characterization from this game, then I understand, but please, don’t linger on the scene where that happens. Just get it done quickly.

As I said, I’m not a big fan of Extella’s plot, so if you want to throw it all away and just have fun with the characters I will definitely approve. Gilgamesh and Jeanne meeting during a Grail War could be interesting. As well as, some Grand Order shenanigans if you played that game.

If you want to just have fun with their characters without the whole Servant stuff then, I’m also very open to it. The idea of Jeanne and Gilgamesh as childhood friends who are now forced to share a flat as students is an idea that I absolutely love, because they would find those arrangements very challenging and definitely have a lot of complaints about each others’ lifestyles.

I will limit myself to the ships involving the people I requested, which means absolutely no ships for Jeanne. For Gilgamesh I’m okay with shipping him with both Enkidu and Kirei, but well, we all know how he is, so feel free to have him sleeping around if it fits your fic.

MAHOU SHOUJO ORE

Yamo Konami

I found Konami’s misadventures very amusing. I love how completely mismatched his position and goals are. I would love to see more of his shenanigans, whether it be him making terrible management decision during the canon or him “repenting” after the canon. Maybe he attempts to become a mascot, because what better way is there to express his passion for magical girls? I also wouldn’t mind a pre-canon look on how he came to love magical girls as much as does.

All ships are crazy in this series so I’m okay with whatever direction you want to spin them, as long as you acknowledge the canon crushes the characters have. By which I mean, if the character has a canon crush make sure to do some build up so that it doesn’t feel strange if they find a new object of affection.

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pixel-creates · 8 years ago

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The Tomarry Fic Rec Post That No One Asked For

You are all welcome, by the way.

BYR: Some fics contain questionable and just wtf material. I try to mark down warnings as best as I can, but for longer stories, I have forgotten exact details. Please heed whatever warnings I did remember and if you have further questions about specific stories, please feel free to ask. Especially since some stories often have circumstances surrounding a certain material that could use more clarification than a warning phrase.

The Glass Serpent and the Dark Horse by KaedeRavensdale

In which Tom Riddle Senior never could fully put Merope’s claims of being pregnant out of his mind and set out to bring his child home, unwittingly changing the fate of both the Wizarding and Muggle worlds and laying waste to the machinations of a certain scheming old man.

Warnings: Currently WIP, AU, Tom is growing up in Harry’s time, Tom Riddle Senior is fucking badass my guys, slow-moving, incomplete

Also Rec: In the Heart of the Sea (Merpeople/Siren AU, Mpreg)

(Currently reading this and enjoying the hell out of it. It’s one of the few fics I’ve read where TR Sr. isn’t abusive or completely apathetic to Tom. The plotline of him having magic kind of makes me go ._. at times, but I’m putting faith in the author!!)

A Fundamental Ingredient by Stellanti Nocte

Voldemort, always in search of immortality, uses a ritual to transform himself into an immortal hybrid creature. One of the two creatures is a Veela. He expects to find Bellatrix as his mate, but soon finds that it's Harry Potter.

Warnings: Creature!Voldemort, underage sex, one-shot, complete

(I was still in my Drarry/Tomarry phase, and while constantly reading Drarry, I’d practically eat creature stories. Thus, I of course found and read this story. While it eventually ends with smut, the story is pretty lengthy before it.)

Bleeding Love by Tango Dancer

15 years ago, they sealed him away never to see the light again. Now that his innocence has been proven, they want him back, but what they find is a broken man. Will they manage to get over the secrets and get his trust back after all the pain?

Warnings: LV/HP/LM Threesome, MPreg, referenced sexual and physical abuse, scarring, mental trauma, complete

(Goodness, it has been a while since I’ve last read it, but just seeing the title makes me want to read it again. This was also the fic that introduced me to LM/HP, though I have no love or much care for the pairing since I was already heavily shipping JP/LM. Regardless, this is a fun fic to read and re-read. Some concepts brought up in the last parts are kind of weird because they make references to fics the author has yet to write, however.)

A Knight's Love by Nillen

Once upon a time, in a far away kingdom, there lived a King.

Warnings: AU, Sexual Assault (not between Tomarry), Character Death, OOCness, complete

(This story makes me wonder why we don’t have more Healer!Harry in Tomarry stories.)

Bonded One by Stephke23

As a last resort to believe in love, Tom calls for his bonded one and pulls Harry through time, to him.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, one instance of rape, 250k+ words, manipulations, torture, physical assault, incomplete, ect...

(YOOOO, this is literally one of the first fics I read when starting Tomarry and possibly the main reason why I’m still hooked. I was reading this baby back when it still had 22 chapters. It’s long as fuck, but so worth it. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Figments Forever by nat rulz

Love, the most powerful force on earth. Voldemort, the most powerful Dark Lord ever. Vendo Diligo, the most potent love potion that exists. Harry Potter, the unfortunate victim subjected to all three. Emotions are wicked things.

Warnings: love potions, character death, tears are not included, complete

(It’s been a while since I read this, but goodness if this still doesn’t make my heart hurt)

Full Circle by tetsurashian

Harry and Tom's souls are tied together. Which is why they're in this endless loop of rebirth. At some point, they stopped caring and just started fucking with people.

Warnings: Rebirth AU, Incomplete

(Please read this. I can’t say much about it because it’s a comedy story, but my goodness, you will not regret opening your mind to the BS Harry puts the world through. RECOMMENDED)

The Dark Lord’s Children Series by CrazyJanaCat

Warnings: Dead Dove Don’t Eat, Mpreg, Rape, Stockholm Syndrome, Miscarriage, Sexual Slavery, Humiliation, complete

Also rec: Harrymort One-Shots (similar warnings apply), How to prevent a War (Time Travel AU)

(This author writes more on the darker side for those are inclined to it. However, How to Prevent a War is a lot more light-hearted and was a lot of fun to read.)

Literally anything by Watermelonsmellinfellon/Mister-Tom-A-Dildo-Lover

Various warnings can apply so I advise reading the warning tags on AO3 before reading them on their FFN account

Notable Mentions: Σίγμα Τρία, The Consort Tournament, All it Takes is a Star, Strive, Matchmaker, Matchmaker, I Will Always Come Back To You, It Was a Joke: The Foretold Note

(I could go on for days about how much I love their writing. My goodness, they are up there with RenderedReverse for my fav Tomarry/Harrymort writers)

47 Days to Change (a translation) by snow_owl01

Harry Potter and Tom Riddle are enemies, born adversaries, prophesied leaders of opposite factions.

2001 to 1932, forty-seven days to change the fate of the Dark Lord.

This is a 'Harry travels back in time to raise Tom' story. An unfortunate tale of one man's failed attempt to mold young Tom into a decent, law-abiding citizen. Instead, as Fate will have it, young Tom grows up to become the same twisted psychopath, who is hell-bent on winning the love of his adoptive father. Harry's consent be damned.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, English translation from Chinese, Harry is fucked, did you fucking see that summary, HARRY IS FUCKED, incomplete

One-shot that’s not connected to canon story aside from setting: Here (Mpreg, Rape, Explicit Sex)

(*softly to myself* f u c k. Aside from that, this is probably the fic that started my kink for Tomarry Time Travel AUs. RECOMMENDED)

Kisses Cursed by The_Fictionist

Some said he was once a man, cursed, and some that he sold his soul to demons and became one in turn. Others said that such evil as he could never have been human. That he was instead a nightmare, left lingering upon the earth a very long time ago.

Harry just knew it wasn't safe to walk near the Riddle House after dark.

Warnings: Loosely inspired by Beauty and the Beast, Character Death, complete

Also Rec: Solace in Shadows (Incomplete, AU) , Impressing Professor Potter (sexual innuendos)

(This falls into the category of: I really love this fic but it put them through such a state that I don’t want to read it again anytime soon. RECOMMENDED)

The Dysfuctional Riddle Family by teecup_angel

Warnings: (post) Mpreg, Baby Daddy Drama, AU, Harry Potter is Tom’s “Mother”, Reincarnation, Rebirth, complete

(This series is a dramatic comedy, and boy can you tell from the first story. I wish and wish with all my might that the author will one day continue with a third part of the series.)

Ineluctability by BeatDobby

As their connection strengthens, Potter falls into Riddle's possesion. However, the obvious isn't exactly truth in this case.

Warnings: Uhh... I think this story is rather plotty, AU, complete

(I... honestly don’t remember much about this story. I remember enjoying it, but it also fell into the “Put me through a moment and now I’m not sure if I’ll reread it” category.)

An echo of the past by TosMichiyo

Messing with time is dangerous. Every Wizard and Witch knows that. However Tom Riddle wasn’t going to let that stop him. He wanted and needed to know what the future would bring. He just didn’t know that some things are better left unknown.

When Harry faces someone who resembles Tom Riddle and the male claims to be to be Voldemort’s son, Marvolo Slytherin, he instantly grows wary of the other. Marvolo however proves him wrong every time and Harry can’t help but feel a growing connection between them.

Warnings: Maniplations, Sane Tom Riddle, Time Travel, past child abuse, Dimension Hopping, AU, incomplete

(I just really like this author’s writing style in general)

Inheritance by MidnightEmber

Salazar Slytherin bound Earth, Air, Fire and Water to himself and through him to his descendants. Now that Voldemort has been resurrected he shall assume his inheritance. But who are his elementals?

Warnings: Mentor!Snape, Possible underage relationship?? The story is still incomplete/slow moving so I can’t be sure. Torture and death happens, though.

(Similar to Bonded One, this is a story I recall reading when I first started getting into Tomarry. I rec it mostly because I enjoyed the story a lot and I think others would too, keeping in mind it’s still incomplete.)

Little Seer by HuskyWalker

Voldemort won the first war. Harry is happy to live as an unnoticed squib at Hogwarts. Unfortunately, visions and rebels don't allow that and Harry soon catch the attention of the dark lord.

Warnings: Seer/Squib!Harry, Mentor/Father-figure!Snape, fights occur, complete

Also rec: The Sanctuary (Time Travel AU, Creature Inheritance, Post-War!Harry, incomplete)

(I read this back when I was only on FFN, and it’s been a while. However, I really enjoyed just about everything this story had to offer. There is supposed to be a sequel in the works as well, but the author has not been present for some time. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Meant To Be by phoenixmaiden13

One Night of passion leads to drastic consequences that changes the war completely. Harry must go into hiding to protect himself and his most guarded secret. But will that secret bring Harry and Tom together? Only if it is Meant to Be.

Warnings: Rape, Mpreg, OOC, incomplete

Also Rec: Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Where is Your Hair? (One-shot, AU, Complete)

(I really enjoyed the first twentyish chapters. After that, the story becomes aimless. I’m not sure if the author is trying to build up to something, but it has been slow moving for the last six chapters. I still rec it, but keep in mind the slow period.)

New Divide by Aisling-Siobhan (AO3)

Harry Potter is the BWL and by some twist of Fate he was also the reincarnation of Voldemort's murdered lover. Plagued by memories of his past life and smarter than before everything is about to change. And then Voldemort finds out who Harry really is.

Warnings: Reincarnation AU, Mpreg, Drama, Character Death, Complete

(I have so many good things to say about this fic, that I don’t know what to say at all. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Teaching History (is Old News) by You_Light_The_Sky

In which Tom is the DADA professor at Hogwarts, secretly recruiting followers for his future army, and Harry is the worst Divination professor ever, accidentally messing up Tom’s plans.

Warnings: AU, Humor, Incomplete

(In the portion of the story available, it’s a lot of fun to read the shenanigans Harry and Tom get into. RECOMMENDED)

Second chances by slayer of destiny (AO3)

Fate decides to play with Harry's life again, giving him a chance at a family but with the most shocking father. After the Order lock him up Harry flees to the father where they both may get a second chance.

Warnings: Mpreg, AU, Teeters on being domestic at times

(Once more, I blame my internet for giving out before I could finish, but I do rec it.)

Penpals by nekoanima

What if Harry had a pen pal as a child another boy who was all alone? Harry makes friends with the young Tom Riddle as their letters bounce through time to the one they needed the most.

Warnings: Fluffy af, Tom thinks Harry is a girl, AU, Incomplete

(This is a really cute story. I really like young!Harry and young!Tom being friends; because I really believe that in another life, they’d mesh pretty well together. RECOMMENDED)

Rebuilt by Terrific Lunacy

After society as we know it collapsed, humanity struggled for survival. Slowly a new society begins to establish. Groups led by lords battle for territory. Young Harry Potter has no interest in joining local politics, but when a new lord with unconventional ideas sees the potential in his unique talents, can Harry remain neutral?

Warnings: Post-apocalyptic, Inventor!Harry, AU, Incomplete

(I ended up not reading past ch 24 because I lost internet and never picked it up again, but this story was just so great. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Schooled by WyrdSmith (AO3)

7th Year Gryffindors learn why it is never a good idea to piss off Ravenclaw Hadrian Morgan. His payback during Professor Slytherin's class is BEAUTIFUL. In carrying it out, orphaned pureblood Hadrian catches the interest and libido of the present Lord Marvolo Slytherin, who -- with the assistance of the entire Slytherin student body as well as a few other surprising characters -- tries to lure Morgan into his life and his bed. But just how naive is Hadrian Morgan, really?

Warnings: AU, LV is a professor, Explicit, Takes place in 1945, Incomplete

(Y E S. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Red Hood, Red Blood by Fairygirl34

War between Man and Wolf had gone on long before Harry became a Wolf Slayer. With his two rifles, he slaughters the monsters who took everything from him and the villagers. No wolf has been able to defeat him but Harry just might meet his match.

Warnings: Blood, Violence, Werewolf!Tom, Slayer!Harry, Harry has bloodlust, Incomplete

Also rec: Nursery Rhyme AU Series (Can be bloody/dark), Baby, You’re Mine Series (Office Boss!Tom, Character Death)

(Just about any time this updates, I’m there devouring the next chapter.)

Running Up That Hill by rightonthelimit

When Harry witnesses a deaf boy named Tom getting harassed, he’s quick to stand up for him. At that moment he doesn’t know Tom is going to be the love of his life, and he doesn’t know what’s going on inside Tom’s mind. He never will.

Warnings: Deaf!Tom, High School AU, Sexual Content, One-shot, Complete

(It’s been a while, but I do remember enjoying this fic a lot)

Divine by ObsidianPen

Voldemort, the God of the Underworld and Master of the Dead, most feared of all the Gods by the mortals of the world...was lonely.

Warnings: God AU, Greek mythology inspired. Hades!Voldemort, Persephone!Harry. Dark, Explicit, Rape, Incomplete

Also Rec: No Glory (Voldemort Wins AU, torture, character death)

(I was seriously craving a mythology fic right around this fic was first published. It fills that quota very well though I sometimes wish it had went along the “Persephone wanted dat ass” route.)

More Precious than Rubies by Strange_Soulmates

Harry Potter has recently escaped from his dragon-guarded tower. So has his fellow prisoner - the dragon who was enchanted to guard him. Harry's friend is missing, however, and so he sets off to assure himself of his well-being before he finds the person responsible for imprisoning them both. Accompanied by a stranger with a familiar name, Harry finds himself with more questions than answers as he slowly learns about the customs of dragons and the history of the dragon he befriended, the fearsome Voldemort.

Warnings: Fairytale AU, Dragon!Tom, Possessive Behavior, Complete

(I have never been so upset that a story isn’t updated when all that’s left is the very last chapter. Heart = Broken. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Eros by leontina (Leontina)

Tom is the newly appointed Headmaster at Hogwarts, which means it's up to him to deal with the trouble-making Potter twins. When he meets their father, Harry, Tom is instantly drawn to him and plans on making Harry his.

Warnings: Referenced Past!Har/Gin, Headmaster!Tom, Child OCs, One-shot, Complete

(If you like single-dad Harry and Headmaster Tom, then please just click that link already. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Betrayal of A Different Kind by vampiric_mcd

The war did not end with a magical battle, but by a contract of convenience. And now, Harry Potter has to live with the consequences of a choice he made several years ago. Not everyone supports the conditions of their brave new world and that might threathen to destroy everything the Light and Dark have worked together to achieve.

Warnings: Arranged Marriage AU, Politics, Infidelity, Possessive Behavior, Guerrilla Warfare, Incomplete

(the one fic about arranged marriage that is multi chap and not stolen - and it hasn’t been updated in months)

Solamen Miseris by Paimpont

A year after the final battle, select death eaters are given the chance to complete a "redemption program" where they must live without magic for six months under supervision. Harry is assigned to watch over a mysterious dark wizard who has been locked up in a secret cell at the Ministry since the battle.

Warnings: One-shot, complete

Also Rec: To the Waters and the Wild (honestly one of the funniest stories I’ve read)

(Uh.... It’s been a really long time...)

Some Other Beginning's End by BelovedShadow

Harry reveals the fact that he is a horcrux to Voldemort during the final battle, and Voldemort decides to keep Harry safe and protected. Knowing that he and Voldemort are the only two people who will live forever, Harry distances himself from everyone but Voldemort, and develops a growing fascination with the man and his dark, peculiar, ways

Warnings: Mpreg, Non-Deathly Hallows Compliant, complete

(I remember liking it, but I also don’t remember it.)

Your Name on My Heart by whitedandelions (AO3)

Bearing the Dark Lord's soul mark on his chest certainly isn't easy when his family is firmly on the Light Side.

Warnings: Soulmate AU, Twins!Harry and James, twists, dark at times, set in past, incomplete

Also Rec: Una Animarum (Soulmate AU, Harry can see magic)

(I am at the edge of my seat after the latest chapter, holy crap this story is getting better and better. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Through your black hair, my hands, Alt Translation by tinanl

Harry lost the war and died but ended up in the past, first meeting six year old Tom Riddle, then attending Hogwarts where Prof. Riddle was teaching DADA, love moves in mysterious ways

Warnings: English Translation from Chinese, Time Travel AU

Latest translation by Marcell13

(Some parts don’t make much sense, but I’m chalking it up to it being a translation. Tinanl actually got really far with the translation. You’ll see it as the one chapter actually contains several chapters. It’s a lot of fun to read, though I will warn of MPreg, but I don’t recall the chapters getting to that point the last time I read. I also have not read CrownedPhoenix’s translation nor Marcell13′s, but Marcell13 is the currently updating translation. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.)

The Snake and His Lion by iWannaPetYourPetPeacock

Harrison Evans is the Slytherin's 'pet lion.' But what happens when one Slytherin forgets that only person Harry belongs to, is Tom Riddle?

Warnings: Sexual Assault (not between Tomarry) Possessive Behavior, complete

(I read this about a year ago? I don’t think it aged particularly well, but there are bits that I still like)

The Artifice of Eternity by Lomonaaeren

Strange events lead to the resurrection of Tom Riddle- not quite a Horcrux, not quite a Veela.

Warnings: Post-war, Veela!Tom, Mating, Sexual Content, One-shot, complete

Also Rec: His Twenty-Eighth Life (Time Travel/Dimension Hopping AU, Master of Death!Harry)

(Really nice take on the creature inheritance plotline. I often come back to read this story when on long trips. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

BigJellyMonster, just BigJellyMonster

Notable Mentions: The Diary of Tom Riddle, Shared, Moments

Work can include: Possessive Behavior, Sexual Content

Not Strong Enough by Sayon_170

He was going to give Tom the one thing he never had: Love.

After months of preparation, Harry was ready to go back in time and meet the source of all his pain and misery: Tom Riddle. Harry would give him his unconditional love, and that would change everything— he would make a new future, one that ended with his eternal rest and a content, complete soul. Harry never thought of failure as a possibility. He would realize too late that Life and Fate were fickle, ancient beings that answered to no one. And so Harry left to the past, a time where Tom Riddle was still redeemable, to love and change Tom for the better and create a newer, happier future— nary a thought to what Fate had in store for him.

Warnings: Possessive Behavior, Time Travel AU, OCs, Power Play/Imbalance, Politics, Underage sex, Incomplete

(You will see that I am a huge lover of the fix-it AUs. RECOMMENDED)

of demons and mortals by rayfelle

Harry is a mage. Tom is a demon Prince sealed in an ugly doll.

Warnings: Modern AU, One-shot, Complete

(Beautiful. RECOMMENDED)

Frozen Coffee by Rhodium

Harry was sure his mind must have short-circuited for a second, because it sounded like Riddle, his megalomaniac micromanaging boss who had a stick permanently stuck up his ass, had just asked him out on a date.

"What, like a date?" He blurted out, his mind-to-mouth filter as degraded as the one in the coffee machine. Harry immediately clapped his hands over his mouth, failing to hold back in the words that had already fallen from his lips.

Then, to his surprise, his uptight cold-hearted boss fidgeted.

What the…

Or, the story where Harry believes that his boss, Tom Riddle, is a heartless robot...and then they go ice skating

Warnings: Sassiness, Modern AU, Boss!Tom, Worker!Harry, Harry on Ice, One-shot, complete

(I don’t read a lot of non-magic AUs because I feel like magic is a core part of the series/characters and needs to be a part of the story in some form, but damn if this isn’t a story I wouldn’t mind making an exception of.)

Home by Acnara

“Are you lonely?”

Always the same conversation.

“Maybe. Sometimes.”

“Sometimes I am, too. I think.”

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Six years after the battle of Hogwarts and the death of the Dark Lord, Harry Potter dreams of a little girl in a forest. Because it was never really over.

Warnings: Delphini, one-shot, complete

(fuCK. RECOMMENDED)

The 'L' Word by eaivalefay

Well. Potter was his husband. Voldemort was vaguely certain there was some unwritten Code out there dictating that spouses were allowed to do such things.

Warnings: Fluff, one-shot, short, complete

(I just realized that I don’t read much fluff!Tomarry, whereas with SNS or SoRiku, I’m all about huge mixes of fluff and angst.)

Definitions and cages by Clarisse (transnymphtaire)

You can't help but get emotionally attached to someone after 14 years connected to their soul.

Voldemort only wants to keep Harry safe, from the war and from the impostor.

Warnings: Rapunzel AU in canon, definitions everywhere

(As I remembered this story, a cackle left my mouth. Take that as you will.)

Demons of The Past by leontina (Leontina)

Harry and Tom were childhood sweethearts who broke up in their final year of Hogwarts when Tom's fascination with the Dark Arts became too much for Harry. Five years later Tom is slowly taking over the Ministry, and meets Harry again when he is arrested for rioting against the Ministry--and neither of them ever quite got over the other.

Also Rec: I Will Possess Your Heart (Modern AU)

Warnings: AU, Friends to Lovers to Enemies to Lovers, Possessive Behavior, Dom/Sub Undertones, incomplete

(It may be incomplete, but my life became a little bit more whole while reading it.)

Badgers and Snakes by partofforever (edvic)

“And he’s a Hufflepuff,” Orion added with a grimace. “No way we can stick with him.” “I will.”

Harry Potter and Tom Riddle are childhood friends. When Harry gets sorted to Hufflepuff, their relationship is put under pressure.

Warnings: Hufflepuff!Harry, 1940s/Tom’s Hogwarts time, Childhood friends, complete

(I don’t remember this one as well, but I remember a lot of cheeky!Harry and fluff.)

yebisu by slexenskee (Sambomaster)

For the record, Harry is only here for his time-travelling kids.

Voldemort can fuck off.

Warnings: God!Harry, Divorce, Master of Death!Harry, MPreg, Time Travel AU, incomplete

Also Rec: Cheap (Bad) Dance Moves (God!Harry, OCs, Lots of mature material), yebisu: solid dance (mpreg, Voldemort Wins AU)

(With that summary, how can you not want to to read? I mean, that was my thought process when I first saw it. RECOMMENDED)

Hem of Your Garment by adVENTitiious

How much can one person change another?

Warnings: Time Travel AU, Amnesiac!Harry

(Between the growing relationship between Harry and Tom and Avery being Best Friend™, I am in love. RECOMMENDED)

Dinner of Deception by XxXxDarkVampirexXxX

A dinner party gone wrong. A group of Light and Dark members gather for a celebratory dinner, which is cut short when one of them turns up dead. How did this happen? Who did this? Are they dining with a murderer? Well...yes, but would the Dark really be so eager to break the peace treaty? Would anyone?

Warnings: Character Death, Mystery, Post-War AU, Incomplete

Also Rec: Easy Fear (not really a Tomarry as it’s currently General, but still a fun read)

(I plan to re-read when it’s finished because the suspense was killing me back when it had 11 chapters. xD)

Dark Adrenaline by Katsitting (Nekositting)

He was a snake—definitely. A conniving man that forced people into corners simply because he wanted to see if he could. He cared little for the feelings of others, using them just as he was using Harry to attract the attention of the political socialites in the Gala. Harry had suspected there was a far more hidden game at play when he had been in the hotel with him earlier, having caught that Riddle had set his machinations on him rather than on prominent figures in the hall.

But how the bloody hell was he supposed to know it would end up like this?

Warnings: Dub-Con, Power Dynamics, No Lube/Painful Sex, Escort!Harry, Politician!Tom, No Magic, One-shot, Complete

Also Rec: Speaking in Tongues (series of one-shots of various plotlines), I'll Eat Your Heart Out, Sir (Professor AU in which Tom gets splashed with a lust/love potion)

(Looking at those warnings, you can just feel the ‘ouch’. I still insist a cursory look considering this is 8k+ words of plot. RECOMMENDED)

in death we seek devotion by flat_teeth (onetrickpony)

Voldemort lives, Harry does not. In which Tom Riddle has been purposefully killing his soulmate every time they reincarnate. Kill an individual enough times, when all they want is to be cared for and loved, to be accepted—of course they will come back different. They become someone else.

Warnings: Soulmate AU, Implied Underage Sex, Tom Keeps Killing Harry

(Damn it, Tom.)

A Lesson in Defense by thecrimsonmonarch

Maybe they were destined to always be obsessed with each other.

Warnings: Time Travel/Fix It AU, Professor!Harry, One-shot, Complete

(A short, but funny fic for those who want something a little light.)

House of Snakes by flitterflutterfly (Will be updated eventually under skylarjaye)

At 30 years old, divorced, and headmaster of Hogwarts, Harry Potter doesn't have the life he'd always dreamed would come after defeating Voldemort. A chance discovery in the Chamber of Secrets allows him an opportunity to go back in time and change some things. Wherein Harry—now Hadrian—raises his younger self, dances the political dance with Death Eaters and a resurrected Tom Marvolo Riddle, and searches for a way to stop the destruction of the magical world.

Warnings: Harry Raises Harry, Time Travel AU, Courtship, Manipulative!Dumbledore, Politics, Incomplete

(I’ve always been a little iffy by the ‘x raises themself’ plot, but reading one for the first time, I found myself enjoying it a lot. RECOMMENDED)

Animus, Anima: English version by Maiathoustra

In limbo, Harry doesn't choose to go back to the Forbidden Forest to face Voldemort. He makes another decision and finds himself in a baby's body: little Tom Riddle.

Years pass and intimately bind the orphan and his imaginary friend, in an hopeless incestuous relationship. Indeed, all the odd events of Tom Riddle's life happen in spite of Harry's presence: could it be the one who provokes them?

This is Tom Riddle's entire life, as close to canon as possible, if he shared his body with Harry Potter (and fell in love with him).

Warnings: Time Travel AU (kind of), English Translation from French, Harry is stuck in Tom’s head, Mature content, Protective Behavior (from Harry)

(So the author is translating their own fic into English. I will definitely be checking out the French version because this fic is just soo goood. I will admit that their are some phrases and words that don’t make a lot of sense, but I chalk it up to English not being the author’s first language. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Only The Good by RepentingSirens

It's late at night, and Harry decides to text his ex-boyfriend/ex-best friend. It doesn't turn out as well as expected.

Warnings: Sad, and not in the usual way, Texting, Modern AU. One-shot, Complete

(Briefly re-read it to remember warnings, and wow, I wasn’t expecting for some scars to be prodded at. RECOMMENDED)

To Be Set Free by Merrinpippy

Harry Potter, raised and abused by the Dursleys ever since his parents died, lives in the cupboard under the stairs. He has no friends or family who love him and his life is dull until one day a letter arrives arrives for him, written in green ink, that promises freedom. Sounds familiar, right?

King Thomas Riddle's illness combined with his political paranoia pushes him to arrange three royal balls, after which his son, Prince Tom Riddle, must choose a guest to marry, thereby securing the kingdom's future and solidifying their strength in the eyes of their allies/enemies. Tom is convinced that he will be able to defy his father and choose no-one, or at least he is until at the first ball he meets an attractive stranger with dark hair and glasses who won't tell anyone his name...

Warnings: Cinderella AU, Complete

Also Rec: Kings of Flowers and Skulls (Fairytale AU, Implied Child Abuse), We Are Gods (Blood, Death), Ignoring the Issue (Jealous!Tom), Three Things (Possessive Behavior), Jealousy (Time Travel AU)

(Honestly, their characterization of Harry and Tom resonates really well with me. I rec a good chunk of their stories; the ones I haven’t are ones I haven’t read yet. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Fears by amortentia_on_her_lips

Warnings: The very first chapter includes a table of contents with warnings for each one-shot.

(In this series, each chapter is a one-shot with little to not correlation with one another. They’re each based off of a fear.)

He who Loves Death by brizo

The teen across from him wore a wild grin. Grey eyes widened in lust and excitement with his normally immaculate dark brown hair in disarray. The teens hands were covered in the blood of the body he was standing in front of. “Welcome home darling. I have a present for you.” He grinned sharply.'

In which even as a muggle Tom Riddle is still a murdering lunatic except he does it to summon Death. Who he courts.

Harry is kinda flattered.

Warnings: Master of Death!Harry, Blood, Killing, Serial Killer!Tom

(I don’t even know who to say ‘Damn it, character’ about. RECOMMENDED)

White Innocence by emriel

Harry is given another chance to live but there is a catch. He wakes up in the past. Thinking it was all a mistake, Harry plots to get back but has the misfortune of attracting the attention of Tom Riddle. They become friends and Tom starts to feel things that are foreign to him. So he keeps Harry close. What starts as curiosity turns into an obsession.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, Possessive Behavior, Manipulation, Drama, Incomplete

(I honestly need to revisit this one. I had read through the available chapters not too long ago, but I forgot some specific details about what it’s about.)

The Closing Of The Year by kcstories

After his divorce, Harry Potter moves in with Tom Riddle. So does his ten-year-old son Albus Severus, who tries his utmost to get used to his new surroundings and to the strange, sinister man his dad has fallen in love with.

Warnings: Post-War AU, Referenced Past!Har/Gin, Fluff

(Honestly, this is fluff among all the dramatic and angst stories. A nice feel-good fluff at that.)

If Them's the Rules by MayMarlow

Unable to accept the aftermath of the war, Harry decides to travel back in time to become the parent Tom Riddle obviously should have had. Except that things don't go as planned and Harry finds himself part of a game with hidden rules, trying to survive while raising a boy whose understanding of family has nothing to do with love.

Warnings: Time Travel/Fix-It AU, Non-Con (not between Tomarry), Politics, slow moving, incomplete

Also Rec: Don't Fuck With Florists (They'll Fuck You Up) (Time Travel AU, A good mix of funny and plot)

(The biggest thing that I appreciate about this story is that it takes its time to develop more on the childhood Tom has with Harry. It’s also one of the biggest auuughhhh because it sometimes feels that it took too long or that some of the chapters could be combined. Nevertheless, this a read I think a lot of people would enjoy. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Their Verdict of Vagaries by Angstier

"All who fall under your gaze become accused of a silent crime… and I am yet to understand why." -Riddle.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, Gray!Harry, Harry gets fucked, Complete

(How do I even describe this story. Okay, so I read this story right after I read New Divide, and got this double whammy of angst. I even wrote a small college essay on it because it’s so freaking good. This story is on a certain level of fuckititude and rec everyone to at least try it. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

The Love of a Good Wizard by SweetSorcery

History of Magic has something to teach after all, and two resourceful students decide that the key to having any future at all lies in the past, and in Tom Riddle's heart. Assuming he has one.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, PansyxMinverva, Complete

(Despite my initial hesitance when the idea of Pansy and Minerva getting together was introduced, I actually ended up enjoying the entirety of this story, them included. It’s a mix of humor, drama, and fluffy getting-togetherness as well as some sexual moments.)

The Fragrance of a Moon Orchid by nuttyasafruitcake

She had smiled warmly at him. At his ignorance, he later discovered. "Harry, lovely," A soft, warm breath on his skin. He still wondered what scent it must have had. "The ability to experience the fragrances of our world doesn't come at a certain age. It's not connected to you. It's an ability, a small piece of a puzzle, that only can be discovered by meeting a special person."

Warnings: Soulmate AU, Complete

(I’ve read a lot of soulmate identifying plots, but reading one regarding one’s sense of smell is a new one.)

Summoning Series by aroundloafofbread

Warnings: Slow Burn, Summoner!Harry, James and Lily are Alive, Creatures

(Just by reading the first chapter of the main story, you can tell that the world the author is going for is going to be huge and expansive. RECOMMENDED)

Simple Request by AnOrcaLullaby

Sure friends helped each other out when they had problems. Harry just wished Tom’s problems weren’t so damned complicated. Why couldn’t the other get some other poor soul to play the part of his fiancé?

Warnings: Harry’s Era, Childhood Friends, Fake Engagement, One-sided Har/Gin, Yule

(Now this is some holiday fluff that this fandom needs among the (well-written, might I say) angst/drama. I’m looking straight at you, Their Verdict of Vagaries. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

The Root of All Evil Is Love by Crystia

Tom Riddle is certain that Harry Potter loved him before the potion's fiasco

Warnings: Harry is accidentally under love potion, feels, Slytherin!Harry, Time Travel AU, Incomplete

(So, I read two stories right after the other regarding Harry being put under a love potion. This was the more engaging and consistent out of the two. It’s also a good mix of ‘stop hurting my feels’ and humor. RECOMMENDED)

In a World Gone Astray by ValloryRussups

An "ordinary" Death Eater, Harry hides his true self to survive in this world ruled by the murderer of his parents. On his way to revenge, he schemes, kills, uses unwitting people, plays games with people far superior in social standing. He doesn't have anything to lose, and the path he is walking looks clear and uncomplicated.

Until the Dark Lord himself takes an interest in him.

Warnings: Revenge, Dark!Harry, Manipulation, Dom/Sob Undertones, Torture, Voldemort Wins First War AU, Incomplete

Also Rec: From Azkaban with Love (Harry’s Time, Curse Breaker!Harry), The Librarian (Headmaster!Tom, Time Travel AU) (With Dark!Harry stories, I tend to approach with a large amount of skepticism. It’s just really hard for me to envision a Dark!Harry. However, if there has to be one, I’m glad it’s ValloryRussup’s. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

The Explosion by AmyTheAuthor

Usually, in other Fics, Harry goes to the past, meets an older or same age Tom in Hogwarts, and is sorted into Slytherin. Harry is usually there to change Tom and Tom is a “teenage Dark Lord.” In THIS Fic, Tom is a bullied 3rd year, believed to be a Mud-blood, and has his first ever crush on Henry Peverell, the 6th year Gryffindor, who is not there to change Tom, but rather...

Warnings: Time Travel AU (kind of), Incomplete

(Honestly, with that summary, I avoided reading this story for the longest. When I eventually came to read it after reading their other stories, this turned out to be my favorite out of them all. RECOMMENDED)

the fault of boredom by tomrian (transnymphtaire)

Tick tock says the clock, until Harry gets an insane idea that might kill him and that involves stealing pinned butterflies from a museum for a ritual that might not even work. Oh, and a fire.

Harry Potter travels back in time, and fucks shit up by pretending to be a) Voldie's son from the future b) Voldie's half-brother and c) the lovechild of Dumbledore, Ollivander and Fortescue. Because he was, is, bored.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, Crack with Plot, Incomplete, Master of Death!Harry

(A crack fic needed to be on here at one point.)

The Night He Left by VanillaGhost

After waking up in a forest to discover he’s been missing for twelve days, Harry must recover his memory if he’s to believe an old enemy and the little girl who show up the next day claiming to be his husband and daughter of nine years.

Warnings: OC child, kind of Time Travel, incomplete

Also Rec: My Name Is Tom (Future/Robot AU)

(As a currently updating fic, it’s likely to be completed soon as it’s written for the Tomarry Big Bang 2017. It’s so. Good. Every time it updates, I am so ready to read and so upset for the chapter to end. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

On the Matter of Obedience Series by blueshadows

Warnings: Slave fic, Sexual Content, Brainwashing, Suicide Attempt

(There had to be one of those fics on here somewhere.)

Dance with the Devil by Driverpicksthemooseic (Ratkinzluver33)

"I'm not here to hurt you, Harry. Quite the opposite, in fact. I wish to help you."

Warnings: Horcrux!Tom, Quest to Restore Voldemort’s sanity, Incomplete

(A lot of the story at the moment is dedicated to the Horcrux’s teasing and flirting with Harry. It’s great. RECOMMENDED)

the deepest secret nobody knows by Strange_Soulmates

After he is taken from Diagon Alley, Harry Potter's parents become determined to shield their child from anything and everything. While Harry is still shaken by his brief kidnapping, he finds the loneliness of his new situation far worse. When he sees a shooting star, Harry Potter wishes for two things. He wishes for a friend, and for someone who will keep him safe.

Harry is immediately surrounded by a glow, and when he opens his eyes, he finds himself in Wool's Orphanage, face-to-face with Tom Riddle, a boy two years his senior. A boy who made a similar wish.

Their time in Wool's Orphanage builds an unbreakable bond, a friendship that deepens into something more at Hogwarts. Just as the two are beginning their life together, Harry disappears just as quickly as he arrived ten years earlier.

Warnings: Kidnapping, Time Travel AU, Childhood Friends, Protective Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Complete

(The first 8-9 chapters were really great, however, the last one feels rushed and some of it didn’t seem well-explained...)

ANYTHING BY RENDEREDREVERSE. (FFN)

I SET ASIDE DAYS JUST TO RE-READ THEIR SHIT. THEY ARE ON POINT WITH EVERY SINGLE THING AND I CAN’T WITH THEM OR OR THEIR STORIES. If I was honest, I would make a completely separate post about their fics just to wank about how much I love them, but I won’t. I’ll do it here instead. Each notable notable mention gets some fanscreaming commentary from me because RR is just that good.

Notable Notable Mentions:

Pokémon AUs Series Plushies and Phone Charms by StalkerOfStories (was inspired by the above AU) (RR PLEASE. You can’t just mix these two series together and expect for a wild fan to not appear.)

Here There Be Dragons (One of the first fics I read from them and the primary reason why I can’t survive without their fics in my life. Harry messing with Voldemort and then it getting somewhat sad and lighthearted ftw.)

The Harvest God Series (*softly to myself but gets loud anyway* fuCKKKK)

Nature versus Nurture Series (You would be right to assume that the main story fucking destroyed me. Because it did. I could not stop reading and read the entire main story in almost four hours and just looking at the title makes me want to read it all again.)

Thomas Riddle and the Lamb of Dreams (This is the very first fic I ever read from RR and it was back on FFN, at first. It had always been enthralling for me to read, but I never looked up the author because I didn’t have internet. Now that I know who it is I am screeching.)

Until Death Do Us Part (I will get on the ground and beg for the last chapter if that’s what I need to. I am already aiming to make shit for this fic, what’s left for me to do. But seriously, this fic is on a level I didn’t expect from a good chunk of Tomarry fics.)

Notable Mentions:

Underneath the Boughs of an Elder Tree, Vernal Equinox, Equilibrium Series, this ain't no fairytale Series, #mfw, Kaleidoscope, 50 Heartbeats Away From Romance, Reading the Signs, Want You Back

#after doing this i stare at all the fics i read just yesterday and whisper #b u t i a l r e a d y m a d e a p o s t #but honestly #there was also so many fics i wanted to add????#but either i forgot or just couldnt gather the strength to keep on???#there's like twenty maybe sixty more fics i can add guys #dont underestimate my need to rec shit #if you want more well ask i guess lol #i wont update this at all except on my fic rec page #literally f this should be on my fic rec page but id rather make a post about them #tomarry #harrymort #fanfic recommendations #harry potter #ughghghghghgh #after i posted i realized some ppl are already on here like twice and i just auguhghghghg #i already spent four days on this i cant

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