#I think it gravitates towards polyamory

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It's Hard to Be Wen Xiao [fic]

It's an M/M/F/F kind of situation. Full-on polycule. Romcom gone wrong. But also so right.

A story about one Inner Demon who just wanted to kiss, and how things got terribly complicated after that.

Please, come and dance, wail, and celebrate this gorgeous messiness with me in the comments if you read! :D I'd love to share the madness of FoF with everyone.

“On a scale from 1 to 10, how bad is it?” Wen Xiao asks Ying Lei, who’s watching Zhuo Yichen pour himself some tea, but completely misses the bowl. He still takes the bowl up to his mouth and only then notices something is wrong. This must be the first time she has seen him that absent-minded, and maybe not ever.

[whiskeynwriting]

heyyyy idk if you take requests but if you do, can i request something with Ghost and Soap and female reader? she’s never done anything with either of them and then one time they get shipped off all three of them over seas and something spicy happens?:::)))) rolling my chair into oblivion byeeeee

THIS IS SO SEXYYYYY. Ugh.

Simon Says

Simon “Ghost” Riley x John “Soap” McTavish x Female Reader

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Word Count: 7.1k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI)

Mentions of reader’s hair, dirty talk, praise kink, spanking, hair pulling, choking, spitting, slapping (just one tiny face tap), bisexuality, polyamory, threesome activities, sub/dom dynamics, brief male masturbation, vaginal fingering, anal fingering, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex, anal sex, m|m and f|m sex

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A/N: Omg, this is the first time I've EVER written m|m sex, and the first time I've EVER written a threesome. I can't handle it. Anon, thank you for this.

Alsssooooo, we have some Scottish Gaelic in here for Soap! AAHHH I’m loving it. The translations are in parenthesis after the words are used, of course <3

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To say you’re out of your element here would be an understatement. Oftentimes, traveling out of the country was a breeze for you. Things weren’t all that different, give or take. But going overseas was an entirely different thing. Comparing Brazil to London? There wasn’t anything you could lean on for comfort here; nothing reminded you of home. Except for them.

After joining the force, you found yourself gravitating toward the two of them. After all, Simon grew up in the same area as you. It’s not like the two of you ever met before finding each other here, but knowing he’s tied to your home somehow ties him to you. And Johnny, his parents live just down the road from your grandparent’s home. How the two of you never met before this is beyond you. Regardless, you’re thankful to know them now. It’s like one way or another, you were meant to find each other. 

But for some reason, you can’t find them right now. Simon and Johnny were always close, so much so that you were shocked they welcomed you into their friendship so quickly. Usually though, the three of you convened after a mission. Whether it was in the barracks at the base or a break room in the safe house, you always relaxed afterward together. So, where are they now? 

“What do you think you’re doin’?”

“Oh, sorry Cap.” Immediately, you straighten a bit, addressing Price as he appears off to your right. “Just um, checking out the new base… I guess.”

“New,” He chuckles, reminding you, “Won’t be new for much longer. We’ve got a week.” 

All you do is smile, giving him a curt nod. “Sir.” 

Price has always been easy to avoid. Just straighten your back and say what he wants to hear, and he’ll be out of your hair. Which is just what happens. Right after your response, he’s nodding, turning to walk out of sight. 

Relaxing your posture, you trudge on, stepping quietly down the long and empty halls. The makeshift barracks are empty, most of the team taking a break in the kitchen. Which is what originally led your search. But now, a sound seems to direct your steps. 

“Quiet, now.”

“Simon?” Whispering, you furrow your brows, taking a step toward a side door. 

Bewildered, you press your hand to the knob, inching the door open to peer inside. It seems to be a storage room of sorts, a small warehouse, almost. The lights are off, but you can still see the shelves stacked high with boxes and files. You wonder what they’re for. But all too quickly, they become the last thing on your mind. 

In the dim light of the room, just barely, you can make out the figures of the men you’d been searching for. Both tall, much taller than you, and bulky, too. But it’s clear that one is much bigger than the other, and wearing a mask. Simon. 

“Simon?” Walking in, you push the door open further, calling out for him “Oh.”

Stopping in your tracks, your jaw drops, not meeting Simon’s eyes but Johnny’s. Deep blue with his irises blown wide, half of his face covered by Ghost’s skull. But then, they’re fluttering shut, a heated breath shoving its way out of his chest. A moan. 

“S-Simon,”

“Yeah,” He groans, but he doesn’t let go. “I see her, Johnny.” 

He’s pushed Soap up against the wall, one hand on his throat to keep him steady. And you’ve never seen him handle Johnny like that but that’s not the shocking part. What’s shocking is the sight of Ghost’s free hand palming the captain’s crotch. And even though he’s acknowledged your appearance, he hasn’t stopped. 

Turning, Ghost glances over his shoulder at you, addressing you by name. “How’re you?” He asks, completely nonchalant. 

“I, um…” Releasing a flustered chuckle, you sigh, shoving your hands into your pockets. “Was… looking for you. Both of you.”

“Figured you would,” He returns in that gruff voice, unapologetically turning back to his companion. “Didn’t think you’d find us, though.” 

His mask is pulled up above his mouth, nothing you haven’t before seen. But now, his bare mouth is on Johnny’s, kissing him sloppily. Your face burns at the sight, a small gasp slipping from your lips. You expected him to stop, to move away and maybe say something. Not do… that. 

“Simon,” Soap moans again, shaky hand reaching for his hip. He’s overwhelmed, very clearly.

“You, you didn’t want me to? To find you?” The entire situation is making you feel antsy and embarrassed but above it all, you’re hurt by Simon’s words. You always find each other after a mission. 

By now, Soap’s hands are on Simon’s neck and waist, pulling him further in. They’re both in plain jeans, Soap in a short black sleeve and Ghost in that sexy ass light-gray fleece. And if you were being honest, you’ve always thought about them this way. Just because they were your friends didn’t mean they weren’t hot. But never in your wildest dreams would you have imagined them like this. 

Now, Ghost does stop, laughing at your words. “Sure we did.” Smacking his lips, he lowers his head, finding Johnny’s neck. “We love your company.” 

“Well, I don’t know if it’s much help right now…” Backing away, your body finally catches up with your brain. 

“You never know.” Comes his immediate response, rutting his hips into Johnny’s. Jesus, he’s so brazen. Every little movement is catching you offgaurd, making you stumble and stutter. “What d’you think, Johnny? Huh?”

“Oh,” And you’ve never seen Soap so submissive. 

“Think she’d wanna join in?” 

At that, your eyes widen. Everything in your body is on fire from seeing them like this. You never expected it, in general, and you definitely never expected to like it. Nibbling on your lower lip, you shift your stance, rubbing your thighs against each other a bit. 

“C-Close the door,” Soap suddenly begs, motioning towards it. “No one,” He gulps, feeling Ghost’s lips suction to his neck. “No one needs to see. Other than you.”

“Johnny?” You question, not understanding his wording. 

“He wants you here.” Ghost answers for him, squeezing his throat a little harder. And then, Simon’s eyes are flashing toward you. “And so do I.” 

“Would you?” Johnny then asks, whimpering helplessly when Ghost shifts his hips over his again. 

Glancing down, your eyes follow Soap’s gesture, his now outstretched arm. He’s reaching for you. It’s only then that the moment begins to feel… soft. Inviting, even. 

“Really?” You’re already stepping toward them, reaching out to intertwine your fingers with his. He’s calling out to you, he wants you. 

“Yes.” 

Before you can even register what’s happening, the hand intertwined with yours leaves, lifting to cup your face and bring you in. 

“Johnny…” He brings you close to his face, so close that you can feel his breath on your skin. “I, I never knew…”

“That we did this?” Ghost finishes for you, huffing out a short laugh. “No one does.”

“No one should.” That Scottish accent adds, returning your eyes to him. “Kiss me.”

“What?” Even though you’re less than a hair’s breadth away from his lips, you’re surprised he asked. He’s never asked. Nothing sexual has ever happened between you and them.

“We’ve thought about this, love.” Simon chimes in, still marking Soap’s neck while he groans. “Thought about you.” 

You’re not sure what to do, not at all, but you know one thing for certain - you’re glad Simon is taking the lead. 

“You wanna be here with us, hm?” Now, he’s removed himself from Soap’s neck, addressing you directly. “You want us like I want him? Like he wants me?”

His words force your heart to lurch into your throat, the pound of your pulse deafening in your ears. Has he noticed? Have they both? Have they seen the way you stare? The way your irises widen, the way you swallow when you see them shirtless? The way your body eases into them when you’re given a hug, the way you react to their touch? 

“A simple yes or no.” Ghost reminds you, pulling you back to the present. “It won’t affect us, love, the three of us. We’ll always be mates, yeah?”

“Yeah.” Johnny nods, looking from Ghost and then to you. His hand is still on your face, thumb swiping gently over the apple of your cheek. He finds you so breathtakingly beautiful. They both do. 

The fact that they’re reassuring you of this shows you just how much they care, just how deeply they trust you. They’ve been your best friends for months now, you’ve been able to count on them for anything. Emotionally and physically, they’ve always been there, always had your back. And you’ve had theirs, but… not to this extent. Maybe now is the time to change that. 

“I, I do.” Nodding, you lick your lips nervously before swallowing. “I…” 

Gently, Johnny’s hand guides you back toward his face, angling himself downward slightly so he can connect with you. And Ghost stays perfectly still while he does it, wanting to watch your first embrace. 

Leaning into his hold, you meet him halfway, just barely lifting yourself onto your tippy toes. Your hands feel awkward at your sides, so you reach out toward your captain. Immediately, though, Simon is catching your right hand and holding it tightly as he watches your lips connect. 

As soon as your lips meet, Johnny’s moaning against you, hand curling around to hold the back of your head. And you all but melt into him, the hand not being held by Ghost securing to Johnny’s hip. 

“Oh…” Simon sighs, leaning back in to mouth at Soap’s neck. “That’s it, pet.” 

Just like that, the gradual roll of Ghost’s hips picks up again, each of your mouths paying attention to Johnny. With his hand on your neck, he guides the kiss, leaning in as he mouths at your lips. 

“S-Shit,” He’s stuttering, feeling Simon’s full erection weighing heavy against the fabric of his jeans. You take this opportunity to slide your tongue into his mouth, grinning at the noise it drags out of him. 

“I need more, Johnny.” Simon begs, that gruff voice sending a shiver down your spine. 

A small, metallic noise draws your attention away from him, glancing down and witnessing the quick movements of Ghost’s hand. He’s undoing Soap’s belt, and in record time, might you add. Before you can even blink, he’s reaching in and freeing Johnny from the confines of his pants. 

“That’s better.” He sighs, fisting Soap’s length and giving long, slow pumps, all the way down to the base. 

“Fuck me.” Johnny’s head drops back, eyes shutting as he relishes in the feeling. 

At first, you don’t know what to say, what to even think. Thoughts jumble through your mind, feeling both shocked and flustered and excited. He’s so much bigger than you expected; he’s cut and slightly curved, and neatly trimmed, too. 

“Johnny…” It comes out as an airy breath, your own hand now reaching for him. 

Timidly, your fingertips dance along his scrotum, and Ghost smiles at this.  

“Why don’t you take over, love?” Glancing up, you lock eyes with him as he says, “Yeah?”

“Yeah…”

“That’s a good pet…” Simon responds, almost immediately. And it mesmerizes you. 

Releasing Soap of his hold, Ghost’s hand finds the back of your head, hurriedly bringing you into him. Smashing his lips to yours, you accept it wholeheartedly, your soft moan echoing in the back of Ghost’s throat. 

“Fuck,” Lifting his head, Soap stares at the sight in front of him. He chokes slightly when he feels your hand replace Simon’s, gripping him firmly while giving him the same languid strokes. 

“I am loving this,” He expresses, licking his lower lip. “Kiss him like you did me… that’s right…” 

While you’re shoving your tongue into Ghost’s mouth, feeling his thick fingers curl into your hair, Johnny leans in to kiss your face. It’s like he can’t help himself. It’s hurried and frenzied, his lips moving across your cheek and jaw. 

“Johnny,” He suddenly barks, ripping himself away from you. “Get on your knees for me.” 

Staring into Soap’s eyes, the captain does what he’s told, the two of you watching as Ghost leans back to undo his belt. 

Internally, you’re screaming. This is all moving so quickly, but you have absolutely no reservations when it comes to this. None, none at all. 

With Johnny’s movement, you’re forced to let go of him, watching as he shuffles back against the wall. Without either one of them saying another word, Ghost is guiding his cock into Soap’s waiting mouth. Instantly, his lips form a breathless smile, feeling the wetness of Johnny’s tongue slide over his tip. 

“Take it.” He mumbles, their eyes locked as Soap does just that. 

Shifting his hips forward, Simon releases a breathy chuckle, giving his companion’s mouth an array of shallow thrusts. And then he’s glancing over at you out of the corner of his eye, jerking his head to the side. 

“Get over here, princess.”

Jesus, you thought he’d never ask. 

It’s astonishing just how easy it is for this to happen, for you to follow his instructions. Because you do. Obeying his word, you kneel beside the captain, knees feeling like jelly as you move. Your entire body is nearly numb from excitement, and they’ve barely even touched you. 

Eyes widened, you stay on your knees beside your comrade, swallowing your nerves. “How… how many times have you…”

“More times than I can count.” Simon grunts, fingers curling into the stripe of hair at the top of Soap’s head. “You feel like givin’ it a go?” He then asks, smirking when your pretty eyes flicker up to his. 

“Yes.” It’s small and quiet, the word as it comes out. And Simon is happy with it. 

Pulling away from Soap’s mouth, they each release a harsh grunt. When Simon reaches for you, he’s much kinder. He doesn’t tangle his fingers into your hair just yet, he doesn’t know how much you can take.

“Come here, sweetheart.” Simon coos, his voice so soft and loving. Johnny remembers when he was first like that, before they got comfortable with each other. Comfortable enough to be rough. 

“That’s it…” That sweet voice is in your ear the entire time his attention is on you, his hand guiding you closer to him. 

With doe-like eyes, Soap watches you take in Simon’s cock just an inch away from his face. Your lips open just enough to envelope his uncut tip, tongue sliding beneath the girth of him. He’s bigger than Johnny, much bigger, and not so well-trimmed. In fact, he has a bush at his base. 

“Yeah, just like that.” Nodding slowly, both of Ghost’s hands find your face, pulling you gently onto him. 

Leaning with his movements, you soon find your mouth stuffed of him, his low moans echoing throughout the quiet space. Again, Johnny can’t help himself. Moving forward, he presses his cheek to yours, leaning down to run his tongue over Simon’s balls. And collectively, you moan, your sound vibrating through the lieutenant's cock.

“Fuckin’ hell Johnny,” Simon grunts, briefly baring his teeth at the feeling. “Oh, love…” Naturally, and without instruction, you move your mouth along the length of him, sucking slowly, tenderly. “That’s so good, princess…” 

He doesn’t even have to move his hips, not when both of your mouths are on him like this. Right now, all of his focus is going into keeping his legs sturdy, keeping himself standing. 

“And you know what you are, Johnny?” 

With his own mouth full, all he can mumble is, “Hm?” And you don’t know it yet, but he’s asking for Simon’s attention, begging for his praise. 

With those blue eyes lifting, searching for Simon’s dark gaze, he whines when his partner says, “You’re a good boy.” 

Even though the praise isn’t directed at you, you whine all the same. And Soap does, too, sucking more of Simon’s tender flesh between his lips while he sighs.

“I quite like the idea of this,” Simon chuckles breathily, unable to tear his gaze away from sight beneath him. “Havin’ myself two pets.”

And you have to admit, you like the sound of that, too.

Reaching up, your hands find the thick meat of Simon’s thighs, massaging and clawing them as you continue to take him. Willingly, you urge him down your throat, your quick and airy breaths making you feel all fuzzy. Limply, you lean on Johnny, his sturdy body offering you a hint of support. 

“Look at you, takin’ me all the way.” It actually impresses Simon. It took Soap a while to work up to that. “You’re just full of surprises.” 

With one hand, he strokes Johnny’s head, the fingers of his other combing through your hair. His pretty pets. 

Swiping his tongue hungrily across Simon’s scrotum, Soap’s tongue occasionally dances across your lips, and he savors it. He even dedicates a moment to running his tongue along the edges of your mouth while it’s still full of Simon’s dick. 

“Ugh,” Simon suddenly expresses, a thick groan escaping him. “Jesus, Johnny.” 

“Sir?” Johnny returns, his voice timid and light. And more than ever before, it sets your body alight. You’ve never heard him speak this way. 

“Up here,” Simon demands, chest rising and falling quickly. “On your feet with me.” 

Whimpering quietly, you watch him stand. You liked having his company. 

With firm movements, Simon spins his partner around. “Put your hands on the wall.” And even though he just gave him a command, he helps him do it. With his hands on Johnny’s wrists, he places them on the sturdy concrete in front of him, sighing happily once he’s done it. “Yeah… that’s right.”

And while he’s talking to Johnny, you’re still on your knees, mouth endlessly pleasuring him. Before either of you can even take a moment to think, Ghost’s hand is on Johnny’s jaw, forcing him to look down at you. 

“What d’you think about fuckin’ her mouth, Johnny?” Now, he starts to move his hips, thrusting himself down your throat at a much harsher pace. 

Unexpectedly, you whine, nodding beneath the two men. And Soap’s eyes go wide when he sees this. Removing yourself from Simon, you sigh, trying to regain some semblance of your composure. While watching you shuffle before him, placing yourself perfectly between his legs, Soap nods. It’s like he can’t bring himself to look away, like he can’t comprehend the acts you’re all performing. 

“Beautiful…” Soap murmurs, reaching down to cup your jaw gently. Sliding his thumb over your bottom lip, he watches them part so he can slide it in. “That’s beautiful, lass.” 

 Slowly, Simon retracts his hips, pulling himself out of your mouth. The sound produced from the act is wet, almost sticky. 

“She’s lubed it up quite nicely for you.” Ghost whispers into his ear, kissing the lobe. Shifting his feet, he positions himself behind Johnny, hands holding firm on his hips. 

Lowering one hand, he slides it down to Soap’s ass, fingers prying at the muscular flesh. With one finger, he teases Johnny’s hole, rubbing and just barely poking it. And the whimper that comes from Johnny is euphoric, feeling your mouth wrap around him while Simon plays with his ass. 

Leaning back, you ask, “Is this alright?”

Your question prompts his attention to return to you, all while feeling Simon slide a finger into him from behind. Nodding, Soap swallows thickly, entranced by the sight of his cock resting on your soft lips.

“That’s more than alright.” He answers, one hand falling to the back of your head. “That’s just… that’s so good.” And then he’s giving you one, firm nod. “Do it again.” 

While holding his gaze, you slide the length of him over your tongue until he’s entirely in your mouth. Sitting still for a moment, you hollow your cheeks, sucking on him. 

“Oh…”

“You ready for me?” Ghost then asks, one hand coming up to hold his throat, just like before. 

“Fuck…”

Pumping his finger in a handful of times, Simon adds another, stretching the tight ring of muscles he’s become far too familiar with. The hand not on the back of your head lays palm-flat against the wall, Johnny leaning in to press his forehead to the cool concrete. 

He’s taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself. “Yeah.” 

Moving in sync with Simon, you slide Johnny into your throat in the same motion as the lieutenant slides between his partner’s cheeks. And it makes him fucking choke. Already, Soap’s legs are shaking, and the gentle scratch of your nails down his thighs isn’t helping.

“How’s she feel, Johnny?” Ghost is kissing Soap’s neck, his small whimpers and moans making Simon throb. 

Pulling himself back, Simon returns to the warm confines of his friend, building a gradual pace. And you do the same, attempting to match it. Only a few thrusts in, and Soap is an absolute mess, moaning freely with his lips parted, eyes furrowed shut as he takes it. From the sensation of it all, he’s barely even able to thrust into your mouth. But that’s alright, Simon’s thrusts are so heady that they do most of the work, repeatedly sliding Soap down your throat. 

Angrily, Simon snaps his hips against Johnny’s ass, grinding in deep. And it forces an almost painful cry from the captain. “I asked you a question, love.”

Simon was always a dominant man; with his size and demeanor, how could he not be? But seeing him in this situation has that notion growing tenfold. He’s clearly the one in charge, the one who calls the shots between the two of them. And you wish so badly to be beneath him. 

The grip Ghost has on Johnny’s throat tightens, his hips picking up their pace. His pelvis slaps against the meat of Soap’s backside, forcing him deeper into your mouth every time. Reaching out, your hands slide over Johnny’s thighs. Curling around, they find the flexing muscles of Simon’s backside, scratching into the surface before you squeeze. 

“S-So,” He’s trembling, stuttering, eyes opening to stare down at you. Your lips are gliding so smoothly along his shaft, your throat sucking him down with every thrust. “So good.”

“Yeah?” Ghost grins, hearing his lover’s shaky voice. “She felt pretty good around me, too.” 

Ghost’s indirect praise makes you moan, the vibrations shivering through Soap’s cock and hips. 

“F-Fuck me, I’m gonna - Simon.” Soap is whining and groaning, reaching around to hold the back of Ghost’s head while he sucks on the side of his neck. “I’m gonna cum.”

“No you’re not.” He replies nonchalantly, pulling out of his comrade with a groan. And it successfully cuts off Johnny’s high. 

He whimpers quietly, almost pathetically, from the loss, dropping his head down. But Ghost presses his back to Soap, leaning down to place his chin on Johnny’s shoulder. 

“Look at me,” But Soap almost can’t, because you’ve hollowed your cheeks and are drooling down his shaft. “I said look at me.” With the force of his hand, Simon makes Johnny turn to look him in the eyes. 

“You can cum after I fuck our new play thing.” Without looking down, Simon drops a hand, running his fingers through your hair as he says it. An affectionate, possessive, gesture. 

“Alright?” Reaching down, he uses his dominant hand to gently cup Soap’s balls. It makes his body jolt, a helpless mewl slipping from his mouth. 

And then Simon’s looking down at you, giving you a nod. “Hey, gorgeous.” He calls, the hand on Soap’s balls reaching out to give your cheek a soft little smack. “Your turn. Eyes up here.” 

Immediately, your eyes are on him, your mouth still stuffed full. 

“You want me to fuck you? Huh? Wanna know what it feels like?” 

“Mhm,” Nodding rapidly, you slide your tongue along the underside of Johnny’s cock, listening to his airy moan. 

“Then,” Ghost says, deep voice rumbling as his fingers tighten in your air. “Get off.”

Pulling your head in the opposite direction while pulling Johnny back forces you to let him go, both of them watching as you pant and gasp. 

“You liked that?” Tilting his head, Simon grins.

Huffing out an array of heavy breaths, you nod. “Yes.” 

“Ah,” Simon tuts happily, reaching down to your pretty face. “That’s a good girl.” 

“Oh,” 

“You like that too, huh?”

“Yes, Simon.” 

“Why don’t you lay down for me then? And show me how good you can be.” 

He’s never spoken to you like this before, and why would he? But after tonight, you’re hoping he does again. And again, and again.

Leaning back, you find yourself scrambling onto your backside and palms, shifting down to the ground. You don’t even care that it’s dusty and who knows what could have trudged through here. It’s worth it when Simon says, “I love how well you listen to me.” 

“Baby,” It comes out before you can stop it, before you can even realize it. And it’s said as Simon is crouching down, moving to cover your body with his own. 

You’re reaching for him, and it’s so easy to see just how captivated you are by him. “You’ve thought of me.” He states, grinning. 

Situating himself over your body, you can hear Johnny’s pants beside you. Out of the corner of your eye you see him bend down, but right now, all you’re focusing on is him. Ghost. 

“Yes.” Hands finding either side of his face, you bring him in, and he doesn’t reject it. 

Passionately, his mouth meets your own, lips just barely colliding before your tongues do. He licks into you, one hand wiggling beneath the back of your head so he can hold you. 

 “I want you.” Simon growls against your lips, both his breath and pulse quickening. “I want you, pet.”

“I want you.” Your body curls upwards toward him, feeling an undeniable pull. Diving in, you slide your tongue across his, listening to his harsh and heated moan. 

“Johnny,” Ghost mumbles against your lips. “Get over here.” And just like that, he’s at Simon’s side. 

“You always do what he says?” You tease, grinning. And Soap fucking blushes.

“Whatever Simon says.” He responds, looking deeply into his partner’s eyes. And that fills Ghost’s heart with pride. 

“Whatever Simon says…” You repeat, staring up at him, too.

Lifting your hands, your fingers find the edge of his fleece, pulling impatiently on him. Chuckling, he glances down at you, licking his lower lip before speaking to Johnny. 

“Want you on top of her.” He says, eyes now entirely on you. “Come fuck that pretty face.” 

“Oh, fuck yes.” 

Instantly, he’s climbing over you, positioning his pelvis directly above your face. Indirectly, he shoves his ass into Simon’s, but it’s not like he minds. Bending forward, he sinks his teeth into the thick muscle of Soap’s upper thigh, sucking a mark onto his skin. 

“There you go, Johnny.” Reaching forward, Ghost lays a hand over Soap’s back, guiding him further down. “Bend over… just like that.” 

Still hanging heavy between his legs, you take Soap back into your mouth, tongue reaching for his tip. Once it’s past your lips, you suck gently on it, prompting a flurry of small hip movements from the captain. His palms are flat on the ground on either side of your head, and while you’re entirely caught up in Johnny’s attention, Ghost is tearing it away all too soon. 

Broad hands find your calves, sliding up to find the waistband of your pants. He takes his time in undressing you, and finds himself wishing the three of you were elsewhere, somewhere you could be naked completely. Somewhere you could give all of yourself to him. 

“Fucking - ngh, you suck it so good.” Johnny’s sweating and babbling nonsense, thrusting into your mouth at a much different pace than before. It’s quicker, shallower, and you know he has to be close. “Keep doin’ that. Oh, Christ, keep sliding your tongue around.” 

You’re so distracted by Johnny that you barely even register when Ghost slides your pants off. In one swipe, your panties are gone, too, leaving you exposed to him. Instinctually, you spread your legs wider, welcoming him in.

Glancing up, Ghost finds himself throbbing at the sight of Soap’s flexing ass as he continually ruts into your mouth. With one hand, he’s pawing at his cheek, giving it a firm smack that makes Johnny’s hips stutter. 

“How about I fuck your ass, sweetheart?” Ghost asks, voice low and seductive. “I don’t have a condom with me right now…” Broad hands find your outer thighs, caressing you. “Maybe next time I can feel your sweet little pussy…” 

It comes as a shock, a jolt to your system, when he slides a finger down the seam of your sex. You want so desperately to moan, but with the way Johnny’s filling your throat right now, you can’t. But Johnny sees your reaction, he sees how your eyes roll back.

“Oh, she likes that, L’t.” 

“Does she?” Simon counters, giving your inner thigh a small smack. The motion sends a tingle through your body, your lungs attempting to fill with staggering gulps of air. 

Leaning back on his heels, Ghost’s hands spread your cheeks, eyes closely inspecting you. “Has anyone else ever been here, love? Anyone else ever fucked your ass?” 

When all he’s met with are sloppy gurgles, he gives Soap’s backside a light slap. “Back up, Johnny. Lemme hear her talk.”

“No,” It comes out as a gasped groan, the only word you can get out before Soap is diving back in. 

“Oh…” Simon sighs, eyes returning to your fluttering holes. “I like firsts.” 

Listening closely, you can just barely make out the sound of suction, the sound of Simon’s finger in his own mouth.   

“I’ll be gentle, pet.” He promises, damp finger now prodding at your tight ring. “I’ll make it good…” Releasing a low, muted sigh, he then promises in a whisper, “I’ll make it so good you can’t even breathe.”

You have no doubt that he’ll fulfill that promise, but if you’re being honest, you’re already feeling that way. Taking Soap down your throat is no easy task, and coupling that with Simon’s hands on your body is making you see fucking stars. 

Using his left hand, he makes sure to keep his dominant one clean. Once you’ve taken his entire pointer finger, his right hand finds its way to your sex, rubbing you tenderly. And the passionate moan you release gives him all the consent he needs.

Leaning in, he spits forcefully onto your fluttering lips, sliding his first two fingers through it. He uses the wetness of it to rub your clit, circling it slowly, gently, the stimulation allowing you to take in another one of his digits. 

“Look at that… opening up so nicely, aren’t we?”

Your hands have been sliding around Johnny’s thighs, fingers curling as you hold onto him. Nodding, you’re able to manage a moan before he’s plunging back in. 

“Think she can take three?”

“I know she can.” Johnny responds instantly.

Spitting again, Simon watches his saliva drip down your sex, sliding over the two fingers he’s stuffed into your ass. Retracting them halfway, he allows the wentess to coat his digits before returning them to your warmth, pumping them into you at a slightly quicker rate. 

“Simon,” Gasping, you push Johnny’s hips away from your face. “Please.”

“Please, what?” He’s furrowing his brows, but he doesn’t stop what he’s doing.

“I just, I want to feel you.” Swallowing heavily, you beg, “Please just fuck me. Please.”

While he’s out of your mouth, Johnny uses a spare hand to jerk himself off, keeping his eyes on you. “Fuck,” Lifting the other, he uses it to palm at your covered chest. “Wish we could see your tits right now, babe.”

“Maybe we’ll get to.” Simon suggests, removing his fingers from your ass. Leaning forward, he holds his palm out to Johnny, nonverbally asking for his spit. Which he gives. 

“Oh my god,” Groaning, you do your best to catch your breath while the boys interact. “I love this.”

“You and me both.” Johnny returns, moving a hand to your head to hold you steady. Slowly, he glides over your tongue, bottoming out in your mouth once again. “She takes it so well…”

“I know she does.” 

Situating himself between your legs, Simon holds the thickness of his shaft in one hand, rubbing the tip over your tightest entrance. His dominant hand hasn’t left your clit, his fingers rubbing sensual and sloppy circles over it.

“This might hurt a pinch, love.” 

All you do is lift your hips toward him, running your tongue along Soap’s tip. But he’s right, it does hurt. The slight sting of his bulbous tip entering you is… different, entirely new. The continuous stimulation on the peak of your sex helps, though. That along with Johnny as a distraction. 

When Ghost is halfway in, he prompts Johnny to take a break, allowing you a breath. Rubbing your thighs, that breathy voice asks you, “How’s that, princess?”

“A lot.”

Now, Soap is answering. “I know.” His hands find your face, cupping and stroking you softly. “It’s so much, isn’t it, lass?”

“Yes.” While he’s speaking to you, Simon continues sliding in. 

Sighing, Soap swipes his thumb gently over your cheek. “Sweet cailin…” (Girl)

“Mm,” You whine sharply at the feeling of Simon bottoming out inside you, his thighs resting flush against your cheeks. His free hand is on your hip, holding you steady with his thumbs swiping over your skin.

“There we go,” Shuffling closer, he grinds into you, holding you tightly against him. “Oh, Christ…”

Pulsing his fingers upward, he finds your g-spot, caressing it firmly. And the moan it tears from your chest sounds ungodly, Soap quick to cut it short with his cock. 

Steadily, they pump themselves into you, Simon’s fingers working just as hard, too. His thumb just barely flicks the nub of your clit while his hips shift right up against you. And even though he’s going relatively slow, the groans coming from him are guttural and deep, heavy grunts alongside every push and shove of his fingers and length. With every passing second, he’s growing more ravenous, more insatiable. The slick of your cunt drips down onto his length as it repeatedly dives into the space between your cheeks, aiding in his smooth slides. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight back here…” Already sweating, he feels his muscles shake, wanting to have more of you and Johnny but not knowing how to do it. “Would love to warm you up. Stretch you out. Oh…” Leaning forward, Ghost presses his forehead to his lover’s back, giving his skin a sweet kiss. “Would you let me do that, sweetheart? Would you let me do this again?”

Again, a muffled noise is all you can muster around Soap’s length. But he knows you want it, they both know you’ll want this again. 

Johnny’s motions directly contradict that of his bigger, stronger lover’s. He’s giving your mouth tender and sensual thrusts, sliding all the way in until the head is prodding at the back of your throat. He’s rolling his hips against your face, staring down at the striking image of you.

“Simon, please.” That thick, Scottish accent begs. He’s so close, he can feel himself throbbing. “Please…”

Leaning forward, Simon whispers into his ear, “Give her face a proper fuck, and I’ll let you cum.” 

Immediately, Soap’s fingers find your hair, using the strands as leverage to hold your head down. His hips slap down against your face, choking you with his cock. He’ll always do what Simon says. 

And that’s when Simon releases a breathy laugh, shaking his head with a mix of proud disbelief. “Cum in her mouth, Johnny.” He then says, “Go ahead.”

Simon watches and feels Soap’s body as it shakes, his cum and your spit pooling out of the corners of your mouth as you do your best to take it. It’s instantaneous, his high coming on as soon as Simon allowed it. And it makes you wonder once again how long they’ve been doing this. 

Soap’s body shivers above you, doing his best to hold himself up. His palms are pressing into the floor, the muscles in his stomach and chest tightening. Erratically, his hips jerk against your face, the melody of moans floating from his mouth absolute heaven to both yours and Simon’s ears. 

You’re gurgling on it, choking slightly from the amount. They’re both watching you, watching the white remnants slide down your cheeks. 

“Look at that…”

“Swallow it.” Soap’s first real demand of the night. 

There’s a strange order to this, to the interactions between the three of you. It’s unspoken, very clearly, but it’s there, hanging so heavily in the air you can practically feel it. Simon is above Johnny, and definitely above you. It’s in his nature to be like this, to be dominant. It’s obvious. And when Johnny’s with Ghost, he’s very clearly submissive. And now, with you in the mix, you find yourself falling into place quite nicely. Because what’s even more obvious than Simon’s dominance, is your submissiveness. 

You’re unable to gather the stickiness dripping down the corners of your mouth, but what you can swallow, you do. Your compliance earns you a proud grin from your captain, his hand returning to stroke your face lovingly. He’s so goddamn sweet. 

“Go rest, Johnny.” Kissing his shoulder, Simon speaks gently, urging him to relax. But before he does that, he’s letting his softening erection rest on your lips, watching you smile kindly as you stick your tongue out to lick him. 

“Caileag ghrinn…” (Lovely girl) 

Ghost had stopped his movements, wanting to witness his partner’s high. But as soon as Johnny’s gone, he’s focusing on you. The way he sees it, the way he hopes for it to be, is that you’re his new partner. You’re making their duo and trio. And he wants to welcome you fully, wants you to know how you’ll be treated when you’re with them. Simon could be rough but he could also be sweet. Above all, he just wants to take care of you, to make you happy. 

“C’mere, love.” Enthralled by you entirely, Simon moves over you. And he can’t get to you quick enough. 

In the blink of an eye, his mouth returns, one hand lifting to hold the hinge of your jaw. Now, he goes back to his previous movements, thrusting himself into your ass while his fingers continue to slide in and out of your sex. 

“Simon,” Your hands are holding his head, keeping him close to you. 

“I know,” He breathes, voice thick and gruff. “I’m here.” And his words do wonders to reassure you. 

Kissing him vigorously, you release a wanton moan at the sensation of his tongue dragging across your own. The force and pitch of Simon’s groan surprises you; he already loves the taste of Soap on your tongue. 

Watching from the side, Johnny catches his breath, witnessing the intimate act between you and Ghost. And the wonderful thing about it is he doesn’t feel jealousy; he’s happy, happy to see you collide and mesh with them. They’ve waited for this. 

“I’m, I…” You’re shaking, trembling in his hold. 

The thick bulge of Simon’s bicep curls beside your head as his hand lowers to hold the back of it. He knows you’re close, he knows that’s what you’re trying to tell him. 

“I’ve got you, love.” Leaning in, he kisses your cheek, his heated breaths washing over your skin. “Gorgeous thing…”

By now, you’re rocking your hips into him, into his hand and hips. “I, I need, mmh…” Fuck, you can’t get your words out. “I need you.”

“I know, and I’m here.” Simon grunts out in response, hips hammering into you. “I’ve got you. You’re mine, understand? You’re mine and Johnny’s now.” 

“Yes!” Your quiet wail makes him groan, shoving his face into the crook of your neck.

Unexpectedly, he bites down, feeling himself spill inside your tightest channel. And the foreign feeling urges you to crumble beneath him, to give in to the euphoria begging to burst from inside. 

Suddenly demanding your attention is the soft persistence of Johnny’s lips, his hand forcing your face to the side so you can kiss him. And Simon allows it, welcomes it, resting his forehead on the back of Soap’s head. You can barely kiss him back as your body convulses beneath the weight of them, your new partners. It shivers through your limbs, shooting into your nerves and washing waves of pleasure through your hips and sex. And Simon’s is just as powerful, the muscles he’s built over the course of years flexing to their limit. 

Staying inside for a beat, Ghost sighs, trying to gather himself. When Simon pulls out, he’s gentle and slow with it, mirroring the motions of his digits. He knew he’d lick them as soon as he could, and that’s exactly what he does. 

“Oh… I want a better taste.”

“Let her rest.” Soap coos, brushing hair away from your forehead. 

With kind efforts, Johnny pulls you into him, settling his back against the wall and urging you to straddle him. It’s easy, leaning on his body and accepting his soft kisses. He’s petting your hair, kissing you tenderly while Simon watches. 

“You know…” Ghost grumbles, shuffling to sit behind you. Pressing his chest to your back, he lowers his head with a contented sigh, lips trailing over the skin of your shoulder and neck. “I could get used to this.” 

[sweet-self-indulgence]

What are they buying at the sex shop?

Mika

Is open to try pretty much anything.

Fantasies are more along the lines of polyamory/gangbang

Double or triple penetration? Hell yeah!

Multiple orgasms/over stimulation? Yes please!

Practical and would gravitate more towards lube or ergonomic pillows and furniture

Mika would buy a vibrator but would be nervous about a dildo

Femboy! Mika would buy a small dildo or butt plug

James

Heads straight for impact play. Would probably prefer paddles to a flogger or crop, but studiously tries them all.

Side note: would happily use his palms but absolutely not his belt

Is interested in bondage and would gravitate towards silk ropes over cuffs

Is absolutely making sure everyone gets the correct lube for their toys

Erik

Is familiar with most of the stuff.

Would want to try the more exotic or unique items.

Violet wand is a bust

Nipple clamps are fun

Would absolutely love sounding Femboy! Mika

Super into lingerie especially silks and lace

Would buy so much for Mika

Not so much metal or leather.

Sam

Intrigued by leather but it doesn’t do it for him as much as he thought it might

 He’s the most attached to his demon heritage so wearing extra stuff feels strange to him

He would get himself a dildo. But he would be such a diva about it.

It has to be big enough to ‘challenge him’

(no one’s sure what he means by that).

Would want the most monstrous-shaped ones.

Matthew

He is so into roleplay. Costumes aren’t required but are fun!

I don’t think he’d be super into pet play per say, more like anime catgirls

Thinks a body pillow of his favorite character is adorable

Butt-plugs with tails!

Would love it if Femboy! Mika wears slutty nurse, slutty schoolgirl type clothes

He is the most likely to enjoy a vibrator, but wouldn’t have picked it out for himself.

A lot of his kinks are more oriented towards his partner doing something so he’s buying stuff with others in mind.

Damien

He’s super into porn.

It satisfies his voyeuristic streak without him having to worry about other’s wanting to keep their activities secret from him.

He likes watching with partners to get them turned on.

He would buy and use a sheath, but more in a service top way than something he’s into on his own.

It can help with some of his sexual assault traumatic responses

[certifiedwerewolf]

Thinking about it, I think the Candessa polycule is the first time I've ever actually had "ship them as a polycule" work for me when I've had conflicting ships. Like normally I'll multiship and eventually gradually gravitate towards one over the other, and most polyships I ship are situations where I prefer all three or four together from the off. But I was literally halfway through a joke about Candace leaving Jeremy for Vanessa and realized I couldn't do that to either Jeremy OR Monty and just pivoted into polyamory mid-post

[huntershowl-moving]

SEPH & POLYAMORY.

yknow it's really funny — i did not set out to make seph a poly muse. in fact i thought for a while that they were going to be extremely monogamous, just because they're already so hard to develop a romance with & their relationships are so deeply focused and intimate. as someone who isn't poly myself and didn't really understand it at the time, i never thought of those things as meshing well?

but then @tewwor came along and it was over. KJDHKSDJKSDH shoutout to lior/adal and jie/ricochet especially. i very quickly learned that seph actually does very well in, specifically, a throuple in which she's involved with both partners romantically. whether this means metamours or all three being partners w/ each other, it's a type of relationship she THRIVES in.

i don't think seph could be a metamour herself? because even though she isn't at all prone to jealousy, she does have a tendency to distance: it triggers that "cool they're good, i can fucking Bounce because i don't deserve this & they'll still have someone" behavior that she's chronically afflicted with. additionally, relationships involving seph are always so like... intense, and so trust/bond-focused, i feel like it's inevitable they would end up developing a deep relationship with the other partner anyway, which usually leads to feelings from her side.

one of my favorite things to explore in relationships like this is the differences in seph's relationship to each partner. with jie and ricochet, for example: seph and jie's relationship is incredibly volatile. it started out with them trying to kill each other every single time they crossed paths. classic enemies to lovers, one of the types of ships seph gravitates HARD towards.

but with ricochet, i'm noticing they're starting out a lot calmer. it began with both of them being mutually concerned about / caring about jie, and now the feelings are sort of a slow bloom for seph, drawn from the way he looks at her, talks to her, the way he never pushes and always respects her boundaries. their bonding consists of quiet moments and long looks. and then jie & ricochet's relationship has them at each other's throats but in an affectionately bitey way. but then turning around and moving heaven and earth for each other. it's just??? so fun??? i love it???

[standfucker]

Requests are now open!

To celebrate my birthday month, requests will remain open for a few weeks or more, depending on how many asks I get. With that said, there are some rules to keep in mind

Rules

Be polite and courteous in your ask.

Please specify in your ask whether you want a drabble or headcanons. If you don’t specify, I will choose for myself.

Please specify in your ask the type of reader: AMAB or AFAB, and pronouns. If nothing is provided, I will default to a GN reader. 

Please specify whether you want a SFW or NSFW request.

I will not accept anonymous NSFW requests–they must be sent by a blog that’s over 18, with the age marked somewhere easy to spot.

Multiple requests are okay, but new people will be given priority (please don’t use anon to skirt around this–I do have work and life duties to see to as well!)

I will accept multiple-character requests, but with a limit of 5. Exceptions: when asking for general headcanons, it’s okay to request groups (E.G. “what are your headcanons for a free use situation with the Kid Pirates?”)

I will write for any character. If requesting multiple characters that don’t get along in canon (I.E. Vivi+Crocodile) I will not write for them together.

Characters must be of age (18) as of the time-skip for NSFW requests.

I maintain the right to refuse any request for any reason.

{This is not a rule, as it’s not required, but please–consider reblogging a request I’ve written for you. If you don’t reblog a completed request, I probably won’t write you a second one.}

I will not write the following kinks:

piss, scat, feet, hard vore, guro, A/B/O, intense humiliation, incest (step-incest is fine), age play (age gap is fine), lactation, pregnancy/breeding (creampie is fine).

-This list is not final, as I may discover something in a request that squicks me out. No judgment though.

Guidelines/Prompts/etc:

-Remember, specify whether you want a drabble or headcanon!

-Specify your reader and chosen blorbos!

-Specify whether you want a SFW or NSFW request.

-From there, you can think up a prompt on your own, or peruse the list to get some ideas. These are not required, but offered in case you’re having trouble thinking of a request. If you’re still struggling, feel free to throw a few kinks at me along with your preferred characters and I’ll figure it out from there, but being specific and detailed helps me out!

-I don’t mind a little or a lot of detail, but in the case the request is very open-ended and/or vague, I will fill in the blanks myself to my own discretion/preferences.

-Polyamory is okay.

-Dark content is okay.

-OCs are okay, but please link me to a description containing some information about them plus their personality. Same goes for self-ships–I need to know a bit about you before I can write you into anything.

-I will attempt to make these all consistent length, but no promises.

Preferred kinks/etc:

size difference, bondage, double penetration, anal, creampie, impact play/spanking, edging, age gap, roleplay, CNC, knifeplay, gunplay, biting, blood, threesomes/gangbang, group sex, free use, dubcon, noncon, power dynamics, toys, strap-ons, praise, light degradation, sex pollen/aphrodisiacs, drug use (weed only), monsterfucking (aka fish-men/mermaids/minks/giants/characters with monstrous features like Katakuri)

-I am open to writing other kinks, these are just what I personally like and will gravitate toward when choosing what to write for first. But I’m willing to try new things!

Prompts

(again, these are not required, just here for ideas!)

(SFW or NSFW):

-Reuniting after a long period apart -Scaring them (attempting to startle them just for giggles) -Scaring them (but they thought you were hurt) -Prank wars on the [insert ship name] -Having to teach them a new skill [what skill?] Or having them teach you a new skill. -One of you discovers the other’s secret identity -Starstruck: one of you is shocked to meet the other, who is in/famous. -Whump: one of you is comforted in the aftermath of a traumatic event [please specify] -Coffeeshop/Restaurant AU -Love confession [who confesses to whom? What were the circumstances?] -You stow away on [insert ship name]–and get discovered. [why did you stow away?] -Accidental Child Acquisition: one of you rescues a kid [insert character] and brings them back to the other for help -Monster AU: one of you is [insert monster] -Fake Dating: you have to pretend to date each other for whatever reason -Holiday Gathering: one of you brings the other to meet their loved ones, and is possibly overwhelmed by [insert family/found family/crew] -One of you stumbles upon the other one crying [what happened?] -One of you taunts the other one too many times, and the other decides to finally do something about it -Reader has [insert devil fruit] (fanmade ones are fine) -One of you discovers the other is secretly (or openly!) jealous -“You did all of this for me?” – One discovers the other has gone to great lengths for them -“YOU DID WHAT?!” – One of you does something risky. The other lets you know how they feel about it. -Your crewmates figure out your crush and try to help, with varying results. -Someone crosses one of you, and the other is not about to let it go. -“Let me do this, please.” – One of you insists on helping out despite the other’s protests. -“I’m not scared but if you are, you can hold my hand.” – One of you keeps finding any excuse they can to touch the other. -”I’ll keep you safe.” – One of you makes it clear to the other that they’ll always be protected, no matter what. -“I’m not going anywhere.” – One of you reassures the other.

Specifically NSFW prompts:

-Something embarrassing happens during sex -One (or both) of you accidentally discover that you’re really into a kink -“Just let me finish this [activity] and I swear I’ll go down on you until you cum at least three times.” -“You’re really good at that.” – One of you leaves the other a mess with how they’re treated. -They help you get over an ex by any means necessary. -“Are you trying to turn me on or are you really just that oblivious?”

Prompts sourced and adapted from lists made by @tropetember and @writinginstardust

[astrologicalsstuff]

Specific parings I like and see often

Leo Venus with sag sun

I’ve seen this multiple times work especially well if the female is a Leo Venus and the male is a Sagittarius because the sun will pursue Venus and make Venus feel special. This is also a masculine planet reaching a feminine planet showing a little bit more of the relationship dynamic. The sun will chase and pursue Venus in a non toxic way. Leo is willing to play hard to get and Sagittarius loves to the chase.

Leo and Taurus

I know these placements square but when it comes to what these placements desire they are actually quite similar. Leo and Taurus both want a bold love that will last. Both love love and beautiful things. Taurus usually has a fine taste and love for beauty that they can share with Leo. Both are fixed signs that are willing to put in the work it takes and remain consistent. Leo might want to be a little more showy and social than Taurus though.

Libra and capricorn

Both diplomatic signs that believe in compromise and communication. Although these signs Also square I find they go about things pretty similarly. They both can have pretty traditional views on relationships and have the maturity to come to fair agreements. Libra may want more romance out of the relationship though. This works especially well if the man is a libra and the woman is a Capricorn. Commitment is very important for these two and planning a future for the relationship is important to both parties.

Aquarius and Virgo

These signs seem to always gravitate towards one another. They both take a logical viewpoint on people and may not quite understand how others can be so emotional at times. The mental stimulus this pairing has leaves no room for boredom. Analytical and intelligent their minds can go for hours. This works well either way and usually has a lot to do with the sharing of information.

Aquarius moon and Gemini Venus

Neither of these placements will hold each-other down and they both aim to give each-other the same freedom they desire for themselves. This is another intellectual pairing that can float around and keep things fun. Neither of these placements require a lot of attention or commitment but rather they want someone to communicate with. Neither one is likely to get jealous and may even be comfortable with an open relationship or polyamory. As air signs they value open mindedness ease and adventure.

Scorpio moon cancer Venus

Cancer Venus loves attention and they want a partner that will focus on them. They can be a sensitive partner with small triggers. Scorpio moon desires someone who will show them the kind of love they desire. Scorpio moons ability to catch on to the tiny changes in cancer helps to balance the relationship. This pairing can be both healing and beneficial for both parties without taking too much from one another. This paring may also disappear completely when together because they sometimes want to just be alone together. Scorpio and cancer can both be very loyal and I tune to each others past traumas.

Capricorn rising and Leo placements (esp moon)

Capricorn works hard and wants a life that supports their image. Leo doesn’t mind being the trophy. Capricorn is likely to work hard for the person they desire.

Gemini and Pisces

Another pairing that squares but somehow can agree in certain ways. Honestly I haven’t seen this one personally but I think that Gemini and Pisces have a tendency to flirt around and love to be social. They are also both signs of duality who have a hard time committing to one idea. The emotional perspective and mental perspective allow for a very open minded couple that can teach each-other a lot.

Scorpio and capricorn

The powerhouses of the zodiac. This pairing desires to grow and takeover the world together. This duo can make for an intimidating power couple that pushes each-other to be the best. They may shy away from the emotional aspect of this couple but neither minds. They understand each others intensity and desire for growth. Both of these signs are ruled by karmic planets which makes both strong people. They understand that life isn’t always easy and come together to leave those struggles behind.

Libra moon and Leo moon

The truest romantics of the zodiac. They may not last forever but the time they’re together nobody can deny the chemistry. Libra presence the romance Leo has been dreaming of. Leo wants to be shown how great they are and will return the love in the way libra appreciates. The more one of them does for the other the more the other returns the favor. They love to spoil each-other in affection and acknowledge their beauty.

Leo moon and sag Venus

Works best if the woman is the moon and the man is the Venus. Leo moon wants to feel desired and wanted. Sagittarius venus will never stop trying to prove that to the moon. Sagittarius venus loves how bold Leo can be and how Leo knows their worth. They love the dramatic emotions Leo presents and how direct they can be.

Capricorn Venus and Scorpio sun

This pairing works great when Capricorn Venus is the man and the woman is Scorpio. Scorpio is intense and mysterious and Capricorn Venus loves to admire someone in power. Capricorn Venus likes that Scorpio isn’t a push over and that they can stand up for themselves . They like that the sun person isn’t afraid to shy away.

Pisces moon and Leo moon

Both very creative and have a flair for the dramatics. These placements understand each-other very well and come together to create unique future.

Virgo Venus and Saturn dominants

Virgo Venus can get confused with all the nuances of romance sometimes. Even when they are in the mystical realms of love they tend to over analyze the situation. With Aquarius or Capricorn they are likely to find the logical understanding they seek. They enjoy the direct and controlled energy Saturn provides.

Scorpio mars and cancer mars

These placements can hold on to something forever. They love loyalty and building strong relationships that last. Both of them care with their everything and are driven by erratic emotions. They love reminiscing and share memories that strengthen their bond. They’re not afraid of showing their crazy side with each-other because they know they will both understand. Cancer mars feels comforted by the trust Scorpio mars provides. Even if this pair fights they can make up because they understand the depths of each others wounds.

Virgo sun (Venus applicable) and Leo sun

Virgo is a perfectionist that wants the ideal. They aim to have a partner that reflects the perfection they want in themselves. Virgo is meticulous and deliberate. They will work hard to please Leo.

Gemini Venus libra moon

The biggest flirts of the zodiac. Neither of these placements indicate someone who desires a control based or intense relationship, rather they aim to have fun and explore different people. They love socializing and can be seen as a dynamic duo at every party.

Cancer Venus taurus moon

Cancer Venus and Taurus moon are the homebody’s that want to enjoy eating together and just spending time at home. Cancer Venus wants emotional comfort that Taurus Venus has developed in themselves. Venus appreciates the moons consistency and sees Venus as someone they can rely on. The moon loves to nurture Venus and appreciates how open Venus is to love.

Libra moon Pisces sun

Both very flirty romantics. Pisces sun can have a wandering mind but will never truly betray their partner. While libra moon shares the same sort of tendencies. other placements may not enjoy how free these two placements are they know that the other wouldn’t dare ti cheat. In some ways this can spice up their relationship. They love how wanted each-other is and it reminds them how lucky they are to have each-other. Pisces sun is very romantic and can come up with some beautiful ways to treat libra moon.

Aries sun and scorpio sun

This pairing can FIGHT but there’s definitely a tension there and an understanding for this kind of communication. Fights between these two

Gemini sun and aries

These signs are all about the moment. Aries has many ideas that Gemini would love to indulge in. This paringi can go for hours always coming up with new adventures and spontaneous ploys.

Leo moon and Gemini sun

Leo moon likes the attention and Gemini sun will talk them up. These placements are both social and like to be in a group setting.

Scorpio Venus libra sun

This works best if the man’s Venus or mars is in scorpio and the sun is libra because libra sun wants a committed partner and Scorpio placements also desire that commitment and will help libra make the steps towards it.

These placements desire commitment and devotion to their partner.

Aquarius sun and aries moon

These signs are here to spice things up. They can always make a good time and laugh so hard together. These signs also have a malicious tactical sign and can work in unison making jokes that may target smone…. Time and time again I see these placements gravitate towards eachother.

[2weevils]

DISCLAIMER i am literally polyamorous this is not one of those posts where people get really unreasonably mad about polyamory existing. That Being Said i think the term ethical non monogamy is so funny and i dont rlly know why people gravitate towards it because it sounds so OMINOUS….. like why do u have to MENTION it’s ethical um i sure hope so?!!1!1!2!2!3 anyways it doesnt matter

[in-my-loki-feels]

🍄 ♻️ 🤔

🍄Describe your wip/one of your wips in the format of “___ + ___ =___”   Mass Effect + angry plant aliens = A race to save Earth (while falling in love) (I couldn't think of one for my fic wips, so I went with one of my original wips.)

♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP In my Dr. Indianapolis Bones + President Loki wip, I thought about including some kind of tomb exploration scene where Indy might need Loki to rescue him, but ultimately scrapped the idea because I couldn't figure out why Loki would be there.

🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet? This is more of a general theme but I would love to write a story featuring polyamory some day, whether fanfic or original. I often gravitate towards OT3 ships, but haven't written anything yet, and I've been frustrated that most original novels focus solely on the sex (which is fine but I'd like to see more in addition to the sex). Actually, wait, I did technically start a Trephacard fic but it was so long ago I forgot until I started scrolling through my docs. Thank you for the ask! ❤️

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 8 - OT6

They Know by determamfidd

Pairing: Steve/Tony/Clint/Natasha/Bruce/Thor Rating: E Words: 9,522 Tags: Bruce Feels, Mindmeld, Team Orgy

Summary: The aftermath of a mission isn't usually like this. But then, this was no usual mission. The others are lost in their remembered worlds, repressing like talented amateurs, and it’s painful to watch. Bruce is no great actor, but he has eaten repression for so long now that it’s effortless; no-one can see how galling it tastes to him. These people, though. They can’t hide it from him, not him. He’s a professional.

Reasons why I love it: This fic is so fucking good. It's almost a character study with how deeply it understands these characters, and it's given me some new things to think about their portrayals in the MCU. And the EMOTION in this, fucking hell, it's so raw it feels like a bleeding wound. So much so that when they all fall into each other, it feels cathartic in a way I haven't read in a long time. Give this one a shot, I promise you'll love it!

What You're Made Of by nightrider101

Pairing: Steve/Tony/Clint/Natasha/Bruce/Thor Rating: M Words: 10,432 Tags: Team Bonding, Hurt/Comfort, Polyamory

Summary: The Avengers gravitate toward each other, a relationship borne of close calls and sacrifice. Tony struggles to understand, but whether it takes a nudge or a shove, he’s got a whole team prepared to help him figure it out.

Reasons why I love it: The ending of this fic always makes me so emotional, in the best way possible. Finding comfort like they do in each other is so special, and nightrider captures the essence of that incredibly well. Go ahead and experience this one for yourself, it's incredible.

Personal Hardships by deervsheadlights

Pairing: Steve/Tony/Clint/Natasha/Bruce/Thor Rating: E Words: 4,403 Tags: PWP, Big Dick, Team Bonding

Summary: Getting Steve to fit is a team effort.

Reasons why I love it: This could've so easily become crackfic, but instead it's scorchingly hot and intense and all the things I love about the OT6 ship. Namely their unwavering trust in each other. This one is just amazing, so I highly recommend you check it out!

Assholes Anonymous by spqr

Pairing: Steve/Tony/Clint/Natasha/Bruce/Thor Rating: M Words: 7,157 Tags: Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Voyeurism, Tony-centric

Summary: “That’s not the point,” Steve snaps. “You can’t bring strangers back to HQ just because you’re blind drunk and thinking with your dick.” Tony sees red. “Maybe I am thinking with my dick, but it hasn’t been getting anywhere near enough attention lately, so unless you want to get down on your knees and blow me—“ Steve punches him.

Reasons why I love it: I don't know why, but Thor and Bruce and the thought of the two of them together completely stole my heart in this. The progression of the Stony dynamic is great, and I love Natasha's no-nonsense approach to getting what she wants. Also, Clint and Tony being human disasters together is always great. I love this one so much, and I'd recommend this for the last couple paragraphs alone because they're amazing, but so is the rest of the fic, so yeah, read it!

Of Ridiculous Ideas and Great Teammates (Or the Other Way Around) by Renai_chan

Pairing: Steve/Tony/Clint/Natasha/Bruce/Thor/Bucky/Sam Rating: M Words: 1,050 Tags: Humor, Orgies, Open Relationship

Summary: The Avengers are terrible art models, but in their defense, they were all naked and draped over each other. Things were bound to get hot.

Reasons why I love it: Oh Steve, you knew your plan was never going to work. To be fair though, I believe everyone's favorite artist had an ulterior motive here. And you can't be upset at the outcome when it's as fun and hot as it is. I love this fic to bits, and I bet you will too!

[honeyhotteoks]

ahhhh chai thank you thank you thank you for the update 😭 I was waiting with so much excitement and this part really came at a time that I needed some extra love and comfort so I’m so thankful ❤️ can you explain to us more the whole omega/omega dynamic between oc and woo? Like is it just kind of a feeling of safety between two omegas, or is there something else biological that helps suppress the heat a little bit? Tysm for all your hard work 🥰

oh thank you so much!! and sure i'd love to!

check under the cut for an unnecessarily long explanation!

so this isn't necessarily something that exists in all a/b/o fic, so i think the dynamic is flexible, but omega/omega relationships is something i really enjoy and wanted to include. often during heats omegas (especially in larger pack/poly settings) will comfort each other. their scents comfort each other because they're softer, warmer, and sweeter most of the time, and i think there's this shared bond and understanding of what heat is and what it means.

while my fic isn't quite so literal about packs and breeding etc. etc., the evolutionary part of what heat is doesn't change. the point of it is that it's an omegas most fertile time and the end goal (evolutionarily speaking) is to walk away pregnant. in much the same way people with uteruses ovulate, the body goal is to get pregnant whether that's what the person's goal is or not, and the end result is increased sensitivity and libido.

so in that way, omegas gravitate towards each other for comfort in their nests during times of heat. they are there for each other in a time of emotional and physical heightened senses, and help keep things calm and comfortable for each other. sometimes one omegas heat will trigger anothers, but i can tell you that won't happen in my fic, though i do see it all the time in this genre. omegas will often build a nest together and even sometimes participate in the heat itself, but that varies fic to fic.

for my fic, since it's much more of a modern au and less of a literal interpretation of omegaverse, the way wooyoung and y/n really bond and relate to each other first is through this shared experience. there aren't many omegas at BBT/KQ, and in kind of the same way that women or queer folks in a work place might find friendship or comfort through shared experience, so do woo and y/n. for heats, they want to make sure that they are taken care of and comforted and in a safe place. they know the vulnerability that comes with heat, and just being an omega in general, and they bond through that.

i think also it might make sense to say that sex in this universe is a much more casual affair, and polyamory is completely normal. because of omegaverse dynamics and the necessity around having sex during heats and ruts combined with the evolutionary pack dynamics, poly relationships and casual sex are more than normal.

[euphorial-docx]

omg i saw your answer on guilty ships being moonwater and jegulily, like honestly same

do you have any headcanons or ideas on when you think either would work?

<3

ooh ok so i have a few ideas.

for jegulily, i think it could work many ways. if you hc regulus as gay, then it could be some sort of v polyamory situation (so james is dating both lily and regulus, but lily and regulus aren’t dating each other).

but if you’re like me and think regulus is interested in people regardless of gender, then i think that it would start as that v situation, but then lily and regulus would get closer and you know bond and all that, and then it’d just turn into a triangle (which james would be very happy about, i think lol. he just loves love, ok?)

i think jegulily can work in a canon setting, but a non canon setting might be easier because it would avoid the death eater problem. if it is in canon, then that ice has to be treaded carefully, which i will get into more when talking about moonwater.

as for moonwater (or moonseeker, which i found out is an alternate name that i like more), i think they would meet through being prefects and find out they have a lot in common.

in this, i don’t like the concept of remus and sirius having any kind of romantic relationship— it just makes me feel weird, so no thanks. i also don’t like remus befriending/getting with regulus for the purpose of revenge after the prank. i think the prank could be a reason why remus kinda gravitates towards a different crowd a bit, but i don’t like when it’s revenge. that feels gross to me.

and i think moonseeker works better in a non canon world, one without voldemort and All That, because the situation of remus being a halfblood werewolf and regulus being a pureblood death eater has to be treated very, very carefully and mindfully (not that it’s impossible, i’ve just seen it done in a way that’s uncomfortable, at least to me, too many times, so i just prefer them to be in no war au’s.)

[tuhkasirius]

I have been tagged in a thing by @transgaypiratesanta

Last song: I’m pretty sure it was Sex with a ghost by Teddy Hyde. But it was for sure something on my spotify’s moody mix since that’s what I was listening to while baking today. Loads of Conan Gray and Hozier among others.

Favourite colour: I find this a tough question because it feels like something I should just know, but after much soul searching I think it must be green. I just gravitate towards green. (This is assuming that black doesn’t count)

Last book: If re-reads count, A Power Unbound. If not, Wisteria by Adalyn Grace. I’ve been reading too much fanfic to be finishing books this month, unfortunately.

Last movie: I genuinely can’t remember the last time I watched a movie. I think it may have been Red, White and Royal blue a few months ago?

Last TV show: Sandman. Again, I don’t really watch TV though.

Sweet/spicy/savoury: Sweet. I have such a sweet tooth, yall have no idea. You cannot comprehend how much of a sweet fiend I am.

Relationship status: Engaged (indefinitely) and desperately looking for a boyfriend. The joys of polyamory.

Last thing I searched: Tampere lenght of day today

Current obsession: Unfortunately no matter how much I tried to convince myself, I couldn’t keep my grimy transgender fingers off of R**lings intellectual property forever, so Jegulus and Rosekiller it is.

Looking forward to: Getting my bachelors in the spring. Getting my trans process moving now that I’ve finally got diagnosed after fucking YEARS of waiting. The summer vacation so I have time to breathe again. Take your pick, honestly.

Favourite drink: A white russian or just fresh water

Song playing 24/7: The Exit and Family Line by Conan Gray. I’m on a real moody streak if you haven’t noticed.

Current favourite characters: Since this is asking specifically about current favourites and not all-time favourites, I’ll have to go with Barty Crouch jr as well as the Black brothers.

Fun activity I’d like to get into: Kickboxing or some other similar activity that I could use to burn off some of this fucking anger. Plus learning some self-defence is good.

Last video game: I’ve been on a real CIV VI kick lately.

Last comic/graphic novel: Must’ve been Heartstopper, I think. That was a while back though. I don’t usually read comics and graphic novels.

I shall be tagging @thevillainsmustache

Thank you for your time.

[hiriajuu-suffering]

LF an additional LTR

Yeah, I let you live rent-free in my head. Not because it's naive to be vulnerable at all, but feeling love is only worth if it gets you to be vulnerable. When something cuts deep, that means you lived: you let something affect you. To live is to suffer, to suffer is to be human.

Every point in time within a life is an opportunity to feel most like yourself, and letting something pan out, collide, be messy and complicated is how you get the realest snapshots of yourself. Am I okay with not always being able to slot in the perfect place? I kinda have to be.

One of my biggest irks when I was first learning love was using timing as an excuse: fitting into another's box is the way I'm not subjected to that timing. We didn't quite work because not everything about me just fell into place to the exact standard, despite there probably was a lot more good than bad.

We put so much selection pressure on ourselves, at times, we forget to live. All I'm seeking out is feeling in life, not trying to just be someone's fix. I'm doing about that, but it's tough to know if I'll ever land on any of the non-normative morally inconvenient relationship potentials I've been gravitating towards. I don't need it to feel easy, just not constantly being under threat of having something to prove lest I lost it altogether lets me stay in the moment so much better.

All I notice on a macro-level is men are made to compete while women being courted set demands until someone comes along and checks all the boxes. No matter how well I can play, I'll never be the type of person than tick everything off. Relationships take work, they take compromise: not summoning a manifestation of things you've convinced yourself you wanted but probably aren't as close to exactly what you need as they should be.

So the unfairness gets to me. If I was just monogamous, the ownership factor would be enough of a settlement to prompt some level of emotional investment. Yet somehow all straight-leaning men are amatonormatively perceived as worthy of any level of dedication until it's earned. Like it's another capitalist labor trap for us, except it's having to play a part until the other person is willing to submit the constant evaluation and let themself go.

The journey's been rough so far, but my faith tells me something will come along and make it all make sense. Right now, I'm still learning how to cut the mononormative strings that forsake the little opportunity I get, and I've been thinking in terms of polyamory for a little over half a decade at this point.

[anthropologyg3]

Interview with D (Cis-Female presenting, Any Pronouns, Queer, Dominican, 22)

*These are direct quotes from interviewees*

Has being queer impacted your life negatively?

yeth bc many people have seen me as not queer enough due to my gravitation towards cis men, but oftentimes they are feminine as a projection of wanting to be with women. however i am fearful of those dynamics because of the manipulation tactics and the common ground of understanding how a person can work when you share the same sex

Is there any symbols or slang that surrounded you before that you previously didn't understand?

probably dyke. I didn't grow to understand the meaning of the word until mid high school, when I thought I was fully lesbian. that is not the case but i often feel like the word can be thrown around without people knowing the connotations behind it. but earlier this year i felt myself identify with the term as i was seeing someone that was gender-fluid and had a uterus, and it was the most masculine i have felt

How does this impact your friend groups?

sometimes i’ve felt left out. once again i usually gravitate towards cis (but queer) men, because their thinking is a lot more simplified to me even when i rack my brain over them. the answer has always been to cancel them out of my life but i can’t bring myself to do so because things get more complicated to me when i’m seeing someone with a uterus, moreso cis women. they oftentimes don’t realize that no matter what i am attracted to anyone

Relationship with your identity?

i try not to think too much about it. a lot of the time i wish to be with people that have uteruses as there will always be an understanding of both sides, but i’ve never felt “queer” enough, esp around people that are strictly gay or lesbian

Were you exposed to any LGBTQIA+ individuals when you were younger?

no, not really

Have you had experience being in the closet? Are you out?

i still feel like i am. i don’t talk to my family about it just my friends, i just think it’s insight into my life they are not owed to have

Life after coming out

i wouldn’t say there was much of a point where i properly came out but people that knew just knew and it never made me feel afraid to talk about what my interests are in that area, but i’ve barely come out to my mom and no one else in my family is aware of my identity because they are conservative/traditional due to our catholic upbringing

How [long] you knew?

i knew by the time i was around 8-9. like most queer people they have their first experiences with this stuff when they are young, and with a neighbor or close friend. for me it was my neighbor

Unpacking own preconceived biases?

 for a long time i felt like i was not allowed to be seen as queer just because i didn’t have more formal experiences until this past year, but i was always aware of my attraction to everyone despite their sexual orientation and/or anatomy

Experience with the community?

i feel like the community can come off as very exclusive. not to bring up gabe/kiki (but it’s important because they mentioned things to me i have experienced myself, but this is more through the lens of cis men). with gabe, he went to a halloween party of which he felt like he was unable to fit in because he wasn’t queer enough or presenting in a way of which he has been sexually active with other men. and with kiki and his ex partner, their friends would always try to water down his queer identity through polyamory and not having seen so many people at the same time, despite knowing he had been sexually active with other queer/trans people. to me polyamory does not equate to how queer you are (as you can be polyamorous and straight) and in terms of presenting queer i don’t think you have to appear a certain way to prove your attraction to the opposite sex. these are collective experiences of which i’ve experienced myself and it was quite interesting to see the way in which they can fall in the laps of people that “visually” present themselves at straight while being queer.

How did people react?

people have reacted to me with doubt when i tell them i’m queer. most people assume i am just based on my general demeanor but there have been so many times, moreso with people in my life that if they don’t see me actively “being queer” they just assume that i’m not

Have you felt that you’ve experienced Bi-erasure?

bi erasure is the reason why i just simply identify with being queer. i’ve gotten a lot of flak for it, and came to realize identity as queer is more of a spectrum rather than just focusing on identity. i also don’t fully understand the term bi as it seems to exclude trans identities, but in my head being bi means you like both cis men and women, and being pan is liking everyone, so i feel as if the general umbrella term is queer

Have you felt unseen/disenfranchised for being queer?

If you havent have you witnessed a friend who has? A place of privilege in that?

at times yeah, just because perception has always been heavily tied to the way people identify you. i unfortunately have a friends of which said they consider people that are bi as just straight without realizing that it’s not meant to be a consistent thing. To like both sexes doesn’t mean you have to have to show that in terms of who you’re sleeping with or talking to romantically. i feel like it sets up the expectation that to be bi you have to constantly be back and forth in terms of the sexual orientation of the people you see, and it overall just isn’t true to what one may desire at the certain moment.

Anything you feel like adding?

i feel like if people had more open conversations about queerness it would kill the rigid ideas that many seem to have about it. people that try to invalidate queer folk while being in the community themselves are to me not that different from people that are homophobic. because you are trying to label someone and put them in a position of which they have to be decisive over something that can fluctuate. i’ve also seen and felt the ways that organized religion has caused people to push down identity, so at times it feels harder for others and people like me to wrap their heads around it being okay to like whoever you want. this has heavy involvement in people’s journeys to queerness and it is often those who have not had those experiences that find it easy to invalidate others without understanding the religious trauma and guilt that is derived from understanding that they do not fall under cis/het ideologies

[fortressofserenity]

The Making of A Geek

There’s a study on what makes somebody a geek and it’s not what you think it is, at times to the point where it does dispel geek stereotypes. In the sense that the phrases and words that are bolded are the ones that correlate strongly to geek culture/geekiness, sometimes in very surprising or shocking ways. In fact, Goth music has a stronger affinity with geekiness than skepticism does.

So do BDSM and polyamory, even if not all participants are geeky themselves. I guess it’s surprising that Western comic books aren’t that strongly associated with geekiness in this study, either that superheroes aren’t really that popular or that there are certain genres of Western comics more popular with normies. Especially newspaper cartoons when you consider this.

Then come fantasy proneness (as what it says) and narcissism, or the tendency to feel grandiose, the latter I think involves wanting to feel superior to someone in one way or another like turning to comics because it feels more intellectual. This also explains a strong power fantasy component to geek fictions, not always so much because they were alienated loners but that they want to feel superior to people.

If autism’s not always that strongly associated with geekiness and so is science, since not all scientists are this involved in geek culture that much then perhaps creativeness and a flair for the fantastic does. Perhaps that’s why The Big Bang Theory was such a misfire among geeks, not just because so many geeks are narcissistic but that it missed out the deeper aspects of what makes geek culture geeky.

Sometimes in ways the general public don’t immediately understand or know, since geeks tend to gravitate towards unusual media (and unusual music if I may add) combined with fantasy proneness and apophenia that’s why TBBT never endeared to many geeks. That and my epiphany that not every scientist is a massive geek, judging by their websites.

If being into science doesn’t always make you a geek, maybe creativity and fantasy proneness do. (Maybe that’s why so many of the geekier people I know are artistically inclined.) Especially when in tandem with neuroticism, narcissism and openness to experience that you get a truer picture of the geek sensibility.