nadiya

[cynicscene]

ur a free bunny mel king

[yoebellow]

Some drawing requests from Twitter:

- kingdon in 90s office attire

- fairy Mel

- Mel with her hair down

[keystothekingdon]

mel loving being pregnant so consequently she and frank have like three kids in five years and everyone’s side eyeing frank like ‘get off her omfg 🙄’ and he’s like ‘umm actually she’s the one who won’t get off ME 😁’

He’s feeling like the prize omfg Mel is always like PULL IT OUT GIMME GIMME and she’s legit counting down the days until she feels ready to have sex again after each kid. Her melpreg glow💛💛💛💛💛 That’s how we get older parents melfrank she’s always on top of him and tells him no condoms ever :) over the years he’d offered to get a vasectomy but Mel said no because she secretly always wanted this to happen lol and she prides herself on how much she loves their “accident” she’s like look at this stable household that’s so full of love :D we always have room for another King-Langdon baby yup yup!! Now everyone knows we still have hot raw sex!! And Frank is walking around with hearts and stars in his eyes

[gabriellabolton]

@kingdonmicrofic | day 20: stargazing | 452/314 words | warnings: loss of parents, hints of melpreg | ao3

One of Mel’s favourite childhood memories is when she was ten and went stargazing with her Dad during a summer holiday. She remembers lying down in a field, the air humid and mosquitoes buzzing in her ears, as they gazed up at the night sky. Becca and her Mom had already returned to their cottage, neither of them appreciative of staying outside this late in the evening, so this moment was just for Mel and her father.

“I want to become an astronaut,” she remembers saying into the silence. “Wouldn’t it be amazing to chase the stars?”

Beside her, her father had laughed fondly. “You’ve always been a big dreamer, honeybee.”

Mel had just shrugged. Her father already knew her more realistic dreams – becoming a doctor, finding the love of her life and getting married, building a family of her own that is just as loving as the one she grew up in. What was the problem in adding an improbable one too?

“You’re going to go places, Melissa,” her father had continued after a moment, his hand slipping into hers and squeezing. “And I’m going to be the proudest father alive watching you do it.”

In that moment, Mel had never felt happier or more certain that all her dreams would come true.

But then came the heart attack. And then came the cancer diagnosis. And then she stopped dreaming.

Until she started at PTMC, until she met a senior resident with kind blue eyes, who told her to embrace her sensitive nature, who left and then came back to her, who learned to understand and love her unequivocally.

And now, she’s standing on a hotel balcony, staring at the stars with that same senior resident’s arms wrapped around her stomach, a tiny, new heart beating beneath his palms. Below them, the party is still in full swing, laughter, voices and music drifting up into the night sky.

All of their loved one are down there. Becca and Adam, Tanner and Penny, the doctors and nurses of the Pitt, his family from down south and their friends from the Ren Faire, even Abby and her new boyfriend. Maybe some of them don’t know where the bride and groom have gone, maybe others have noticed them slip away. Either way, everyone has left them alone to have their moment of private solitude.

Mel sighs blissfully and closes her eyes as her new husband buries his face in her shoulder. Behind her eyelids, she sees the stars she’s been gazing at, and she feels completely, perfectly, utterly happy.

Somehow, despite all the hardships she’s had to endure, all her dreams, the real ones, have come true.

Her father would have been so proud.

[audreyvoilax]

[letosunshadow]

finally finished my hardcover bind of rivers and roads by the amazing @cvldbones i did it in the style of penguin classics clothbound bc it's a classic and kingdon cathedral. thank you so much for permission to bind this beautiful fic I'm so happy to have it on my shelf forever <3 it's not perfect but I love it

bonus: paperback version i made before the hardcover, including the dedication & publication page. flowers on the hardcover are iris and flowering dogwood, the state flowers of Virginia and Tennesee <3

[rosenfinchzz]

A mimir 🧸

[rosenfinchzz]

Kissing practice

[marsbarstothestars]

GOOD MORNING THANK YOU TO ALL THE AMAZING INSTA CREATORS LOVE U GUYS FR

[alysonafterdark]

Day 18-Parade | Exact WC 347 | ao3 | @kingdonmicrofic

Memorial Day was always a very special holiday for Mel and Becca. Every year growing up was spent at their community church’s cemetery, sticking American flags and fake flowers in their father’s plot. And his father’s plot. And his father’s father’s plot. Generations of King men serving.

Their mom was never the same after their dad died while serving. You wouldn’t think their father was the only one they lost that day. It was as if their mom was just as gone as he was.

This year, instead of spending the day together at Kennywood, eating junk and getting dizzy on rides, Mel sat in a folding chair on the side of the street. Frank sat on the curb in front of her, his arms stretched over her thighs, and Tanner and Penny were on either side of her, buckets ready to collect as much candy as physically possible. 

Although Frank would inevitably pull the “donating some to kids who don’t have candy” trick on them later that night, when they realized that a majority of the artificially colored balls of sugar had somehow disappeared.

“Mellie,” Tanner whined, his hand resting over where her bump poked out between her tank-top and her shorts, “when is Aunt Becca gonna go by? She promised us she’d throw us extra candy.”

Mel’s head tipped back, her hand settling over his as her belly shook lightly with each laugh that escaped. “Very soon, bud,” she said, ruffling his hair before leaning down to place a kiss to the crown of his head.

After a few more minutes, Penny let out an excited squeal, standing up out of her chair and almost running out into the street, before Frank’s arm reached out to hold her back.

Mel looked over, and coming around the corner, was Middle Hill’s float, Becca and Adam stationed directly at the front, throwing candy out every few feet. She looked so happy. Mel couldn’t stop the tears that welled in her eyes.

Sure enough, when she saw Tanner and Penny, she practically threw her whole bucket at them.

[pghumfort]

Attending Physician Dr. Frank Langdon will never allow anyone to feel abandoned during an absence from work.

He’s meticulous about sending flowers for medical leave and a PTMC branded baby onesie for parental leave. He schedules calls in the week ahead of employees’ return to work so no one ever has to wonder what their first day back will look like.

And there’s always cake or some other little to-do on the day of return. And no the department wouldn’t pay for any of this shit, that’s all coming from his own pocket, and everyone knows it.

[kingdoncrumbs]

[kingdoncomes]

i too would post a thirst trap if my crush looked this good

[sawdustandstardust]

kingdon au of the day: 4th & goal

last fall, in a group text, i started kingdon au of the day where i would share plot bunny ideas i didn't have the time/energy/desire to write, free for anyone to take and develop on their own. if you read a kingdon au of the day post and say, "oh! i want to write that!" feel free to take it! credit is not needed but always appreciated :)

The call came in from the league's front office. It apparently wasn't ideal for one of the core faces of the league—if State Farm commercials, Gatorade sponsorship deals, and a MVP finalist bid last season were anything to go by—to fail a randomized drug test after a post-failed playoff run and then immediately go off the grid and enter a messy divorce. “Image rehab,” they said. So the league called the Steelers general manager, who called the head coach and the community outreach team, who then called a contact at Middle Hill Creative Center for Adults.

They’ve been looking for a volunteer coach for their four-week flag football summer league. Would line up perfectly with the start of training camp. Get your face back out there. Show people you’re still a good guy.

Frank didn’t think that was him anymore, and yet…he says yes, and there’s a prickling feeling in the back of his neck that something’s about to change.

(or: NFL Pro Bowl quarterback Frank coaches Becca’s team at the center…meets Mel…falls in love…and she gets the family she’s always wanted in the form of fifty overzealous and energetic football WAGs.)

Screenshot of WAG MEL below the cut

[tdeardztown]

TAYLOR DEARDEN

THE ACTORS NIGHT

[kodwrites]

Day 14: Cake

@kingdonmicrofic | 499 words | Rated E for explicit sexual content | Read on ao3 | Previous installments here | A/N: Aight, this begins my contribution(s) to Melpreg summer! This one was so much fun. Frank, my horny loser freak, you are so dear to me.

December 8, 2030 (First Anniversary)

Frank took the cake out of the freezer before they left for work that morning. He would have preferred they took the day off, not left their bed, but hey, at least they were scheduled together.

It felt auspicious to Frank that Mel’s ovulation window coincided with their anniversary. He wasn’t religious, but it seemed like a sign.

Mel’s IUD was removed last month—tonight would be their first shot at getting her pregnant. He just had to make it through this shift first.

All day, his mind wandered. He tried to keep it in check, but fuck—the thought of her, round, glowing, full of his baby, made him absolutely feral. He spent most of his shift half-hard in his scrubs, delirious with the thought that tonight he’d go home, enjoy their wedding cake, and then knock her up.

He kept picturing it, Mel spread out on their bed, her perfect pussy lush and ripe, just begging to be filled.

He’d take her apart slowly with his tongue first. “I can’t get pregnant that way, Frank”, she’d tease, blushing the way he loves, but he’d ignore her, relishing her taste. Only when she’s boneless and panting, begging him so sweetly, give it to me, please, I need it, will he slide home inside her.

He’d savor it, make it last, ideally making her cum at least twice on his cock before giving her what she asked for…

No Frank, down boy! Focus on the patients. 

Unfortunately, this all made him a bit…testy, keyed up as he was. If it wouldn’t affect his sperm concentration, he’d have taken five minutes to jack off in the bathroom for some relief. But since he couldn’t, he gritted his teeth and soldiered on. He channeled that energy into clearing beds, running trauma after trauma alongside his perfect, brilliant wife, the best attending duo PTMC had ever seen.

He wanted nothing more than to push her up against their front door the second they got home, give her a baby right there in the foyer, but he knew Mel wanted to take a beat before they got down to business.

He plated the cake as she showered, doing his best not to join her, her gorgeous body wet and glistening…

After they finished, Mel wrapped up the leftovers. He nestled in behind her, nipping at her neck while his hands caressed her lower abdomen. “Happy Anniversary, baby. Wanna make a baby with me?”

Mel whined, purposefully rubbing her ass against him. She’s just as bad as he is—insatiable, greedy, a bit freaky (best discovery of his life when he’d learned that).

He pulled away, knowing if they kept going, they’ll end up getting down and dirty right there on the kitchen counter. If it doesn’t take, maybe they could try that next month. His mind flitted through all the places he could give her his cum, the positions they could try...

They were going to have so much fun getting her pregnant.

[cardi0myapathy]

The Last Great American Rock Star (Part 4)

Part 3

Alright, no one make fun of my attempt at photoshop :(