Bucky makes big babies.
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Bucky makes big babies.
follow up on the mpreg: if you’re comfy writing it may i request any and all thoughts u have?
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If I had more time for writing I was planning on digging my teeth into this with a kind of mpreg I've never written before which is fucking heavy, heady, masculine mpreg. Like—I've got this image in my mind of pregnant Bucky but Bucky as we see him in Romania, all thick and beefy with his long hair, beard, and a mountain of chest hair, with the addition of a round, round belly.
He looks thick. He's never been healthier, strong with the sustainable layer of fat on top. And he's glowing.
The skin over his growing bump is stretched taut, darkened at the center of his nearly overdue belly and his stretch marks are thick, though, they're a little bit hard to spot under the fuzzy hair covering his stomach. Throughout pregnancy but especially late into it, Bucky can't help following his cravings, destroying heavy plates of takeout, getting extra meat added to everything. He jokes that he's either turning into a werewolf or a caveman more than growing a baby. He's sweaty and hot with all that extra blood rushing through his body. Also, he smells different than before, stronger than before, and Bucky's convinced he fully stinks, even more than he normally does, but Steve is obsessed.
Steve is constantly rubbing up against Bucky like a needy cat and, holy shit, don't even get Steve started on how constantly out of his mind he is when Bucky's hips get wider and his ass gets bigger and then his milk comes in and he has these huge, hairy, mommy, no, daddy milkers and—
It's a fucking problem for Steve.
How is he supposed to get anything done? His baby, his baby, is walking around all big and heavy—waddling around like a daddy.
Christ.
Anyway, those are my thoughts 😮💨
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A bit of midnight craving there, Mr Barnes?
His penance
“If you don’t help me get this thing out of me, I will make sure you can never feel pleasure again!”
Had my first F1 dream. Pregnant Fernando. He barely had a bump throughout the pregnancy. Just look a little bit chumby around the midsection. He was racing right up to the day he popped. During a race weekend. He came over the radio "problem with the car [codeword for impending birth]." Back the pits, stumbling out of the car in active labour.
Couldn't decide when it took place. However, my brain kept coming back to current-ish day.
Also, the driver of Aston Martin Safety Car (she/her) was good friends with Fernando. Acting as midwife throughout the pregnancy.