#I will date the both of them and we will raise will as a throuple trust

[tryingonametaphor]

this is my bisexual spectrum btw

[alrawabi-imagines]

Pink goes well with green

~~SMUT~~ @shynightwerewolf

You had been dating both  for months,you were the it throuple of the school. You loved your girlfriends,they gave you everything you could've possibly wanted and more. You had always wanted to do something special,special for them and had just thought of the perfect idea. They were both in your shared room,it was a bit later when you returned to your room. 

"There you are,I missed you" Glinda hugged you,picking you up and twirling you around.

"Glinda,put her down. You're gonna make her dizzy." Elphaba stopped her and Glinda put you down. "And she's been gone for a couple of hours," Elphaba added.

"Yes,but I did miss both of you"

"We missed you too,honey," Glinda said as she and Elphaba sandwiched you in between them. 

"Why were you gone for so long? We've been worried." Elphaba questioned.

"I was just taking care of something" you put your arm around Glinda and turned your head to look at Elphaba who was behind you. 

"What were you taking care of?" Elphaba asked with an eyebrow raised,she was being a little suspicious and was worried it might be something bad.Glinda leaned into your touch,she loved your cuddles and attention. Her head immediately resting in between your boobs,using you as a pillow.Glinda just looked so adorable,nuzzling her head into your chest,her hair was messy and her face was red with blush. Elphaba stood there with a smirk. 

"You know I'll want cuddles too,right?" Elphaba pointed out.

"Of course,but first I need a kiss" you moved to press your back against her chest. Elphaba wrapped her arms around you,resting her head on your shoulder. 

"How can I say no to that?" Elphaba smiled,kissing your neck softly. Slowly making her way up to your lips. Elphaba smiled against your skin before moving her head and slowly moving up the side of your neck to your lips,pressing her plump green lips against yours. You kissed her,still holding Glinda against your body. As you kissed Elphaba you licked her bottom lip,asking to be let in. Elphaba opened her mouth,letting you slip your tongue in. She let out a soft moan,pulling you closer to her. You wondered how long it would take for her to feel your tongue piercing,that you specifically got for her. Elphaba froze for a moment as your tongue passed by hers,before her eyes went wide as she felt the metal of your piercing. After a moment,Elphaba resumed kissing you,now more desperate than before. Glinda looked up at you and Elphaba,jealous that she wasn't the one being kissed like that. She tugged on your shirt to get your attention,wanting to be kissed too. But Elphaba didn't let you pull away from her. Elphaba's grip on you stayed firm,if anything she pulled you more into her,not wanting to break the kiss. Glinda tugged on your shirt again,more desperate this time. You let your hands roam her body to try and calm her. Hoping to buy some time until Elphaba let go. Glinda's eyes closed as she enjoyed your touch,her body relaxing under your hands while Elphaba's grip stayed tight. Elphaba refused to let you go,her tongue explored your mouth with every moment the kiss went on. Glinda tugged on your shirt again,her face pouting at the fact that you weren't giving her any attention. 

"Hey,don't leave me out." Glinda whined,looking up at you with puppy dog eyes. Elphaba broke the kiss,separating your lips from hers before smirking at Glinda. 

"Jealous, Glinda?" Elphaba teased,knowing that Glinda wanted your attention too.

"Hmph,yes I am. You're hogging her all to yourself." Glinda pouted,crossing her arms and turning her head away. Elphaba chuckled at how adorable Glinda was being. Elphaba smirked knowing that now Glinda would be surprised with your new piercing. Glinda glanced at Elphaba before she turned to look at you,she was still a little angry for not being given any attention,but her expression softened when her eyes met yours. She gently took your face in her hands and pulled you down to her level,planting her lips firmly on yours. You kissed her back,sliding your tongue into her mouth. She jumped away from you at the unfamiliar feeling. Glinda's eyes quickly widened,feeling the cold metal of your tongue ring. She separated herself from you,her face bright red at the realization. Elphaba just chuckled at her reaction,finding it funny and adorable. You chuckled softly too. Glinda pouted once again,not believing that you'd go and surprise her like that. 

"You're mean, you didn't even say anything about you getting your tongue pierced!" Glinda said,lightly hitting your shoulder as Elphaba laughed even harder.

"It was meant to be a surprise" you explained

"Well it was a surprise, a very unpleasant one." Glinda complained,crossing her arms and looking away. Elphaba wrapped her arms around your waist,holding your back against her chest.

"I figured" you chuckled. "That's why I got this for Elphaba. I figured you would prefer these anyway" you unzipped your top,taking off your bra which was both pink and green,their colors. They'd often argue about whose color you'd wear so you compromised by wearing both. A took everything off to show off the two new piercings on your chest.One pink and one green. Both of their eyes widened,taking in the sight of your naked chest. Both of them stared at the green and pink piercings,the surprise silencing their bickering. Elphaba just stared,mouth agape while Glinda's face was as pink as her cheeks. Glinda swallowed,unable to find words to speak as she continued to stare at your chest. Elphaba took a moment to recollect herself before she managed to regain her composure. A smirk appeared on her face as her eyes darted over your body,her possessive nature coming out. They both ogled you,admiring the jewelry and your body. It wasn't long before they were both on either side of you,hands moving and touching every part of you that they could. You were once again sandwiched between the two women.They were everywhere, hands roaming your body as they both pressed against you. Glinda's lips were on your neck,leaving hickies on your skin while Elphaba placed kisses down your shoulders. Glinda's hands cupped your boobs,touching her favorite part of you. Elphaba's hands went across your stomach,moving with a much more firm touch than Glinda's. Elphaba's fingers moved lower,tracing the edge of your pants.

Glinda gently squeezed your chest, enjoying the feeling of your skin under her hands. She planted a trail of kisses along your collarbone,leaving a plethora of faint hickies. You threw your head back on Elphaba's shoulder,as her hands went further down making you moan. She gently bit the skin of your neck,leaving an even darker mark than the ones Glinda left. Her hand drifted even further down,her touch making you shiver with pleasure. Elphaba smiled as she heard a moan leave your mouth,taking pleasure in the sounds caused by her touch.You moaned louder. Glinda bit down on your skin, adding another small love bite to the plethora of marks that now decorated your neck. Elphaba's hand continued to move lower, now just under the waistband of your pants. Both of the girls were pleased with your noises, enjoying the sight of your body shuddering from their touch.

"Just take them off" you managed to string together in between moans and kisses. Elphaba and Glinda heard your breathless words and quickly got to work,both of them eagerly taking your pants down along with your underwear, throwing them somewhere on the floor. Glinda planted kisses up your inner thighs, taking extra time on the skin near your core. Elphaba attacked your neck and chest, her tongue swirling around the cool metal of your piercings. They both paused, taking a moment to admire your body before moving on. They both began trailing kisses along every part of your body possible. Glinda moved closer and closer to you,one of your legs over Glinda's shoulder. Elphaba was behind you,her lips on your neck,leaving more of her own marks. She held you tight against her body, pressing her chest against your back. Glinda had her head between your thighs, planting hickeys on your skin. She held your hips against her,not allowing you to squirm away. You put your hand on Glinda's head. She let out a small hum, signaling to you that she wanted more, she wanted you to hold her still when she found the right spot. Glinda loved when you put your hand on her head, it always gave her a sense of purpose while also reassuring her that she was doing a good job. Slowly your hand moved down the back of her head,pushing her until her nose touched your skin. She ran her tongue against your core, wanting to taste you. Her nose pressed against you when she made direct contact with where you wanted her. Glinda let out a soft moan when your hand pushed down,her breath fanning across your skin. She knew what you wanted and wanted to give it to you. The feeling of her tongue on you made you arch your back, a loud moan leaving your mouth. Elphaba was behind you,holding you still as Glinda worked, pressing small kisses to your neck as she saw your reaction. You quickly came undone by her tongue. She let you ride out your high before stopping to let you catch your breath. Elphaba chuckled as she saw how breathless you were, knowing that Glinda's talents had done her work. Glinda pulled her head away once you had reached your high, her eyes staring up and looking at you with pride. Elphaba still had you held tight against her,letting you rest against her chest as you tried to recuperate. Elphaba also smiled, enjoying the sight of you tired and still trying to catch your breath. They loved it when you were breathless like this, knowing that they were the reason for your exhaustion. Glinda made her way up your body until her face was even with yours. She was pleased with herself, smiling with pride at the state she left you in.

"Don't you think it's unfair that I'm the only one undressed right now?" You asked,smirking.

"You're right," Elphaba admitted, her face turning a slight hue of green. "We both should take them off to make it fair." Glinda and Elphaba both blushed at the realization that you were right, they were still fully clothed. They both looked away, embarrassed with the fact that you had to point it out. In a swift flurry they undressed and were tangled up with you on Glinda's bed,which was big enough to fit all of you and then some. All three of you were pressed against each other, skin touching as you all relished in the feeling. Everyone was completely bare as you all were tangled up in a pile on the bed. It was warm and comfortable, but not cramped. The bed was more than large enough to fit the three of you, although Glinda had insisted on the size. Their hands and eyes roamed your body. Every part of you was touched, caressed, and ogled over by them. Glinda and Elphaba’s hands roamed and squeezed as they took time to appreciate your body. Their eyes moved across your body, taking in the sight of you in your entirety. Elphaba and Glinda both took turns kissing and marking your skin, leaving no spot untouched by their lips. They made it their duty to caress and admire every inch of you, wanting to commit every detail to memory.

"So like the piercings?" You asked both of them.

"Very, very much..." Elphaba voiced her agreement, her eyes raking over your chest once more.

"Yeah, we like them," Glinda said in a tone that was almost sultry. They both hummed as they took in the sight, nodding their heads in approval. Glinda and Elphaba both took a moment to look down at your chest, their eyes roaming over the jewelry in your skin. Glinda's hand made their way up to your chest, her fingers gently tracing the metal as she let out a hum of appreciation. Elphaba's eyes followed Glinda's hands, her gaze lingering on your chest as she admired the view. They couldn't keep their eyes away from your chest, their glances constantly moving over to the new piercings. Each piercing colored after each one of them. Glinda couldn't keep her eyes off the pink one, appreciating the color. Elphaba was more focused on the green piercing, her gaze constantly going back to look at it. They both liked how the jewelry was to represent them, it was like you were wearing a permanent token of love from both of them. Both of them loved how you looked with their colors decorating your skin, marking you as theirs. Glinda's hand moved up to gently touch the pink jewelry, her fingers running across the surface as she looked at it. Elphaba's gaze was fixated on the green piercing, her eyes glued to the piece of jewelry. They loved the idea that you had gone and gotten something special done just to symbolize them. You watched Glinda trace the metal. Elphaba, who was next to you, watched Glinda as well. Her eyes never left the blonde's hands as she watched her touch you. Her eyes were focused on the pink jewelry, as she had a look of appreciation and awe in her eyes. You watched as Glinda's touch moved across the jewelry, her movements soft and gentle as she ran her fingers over the metal.

"So,should we go for round 2?"  Glinda, not willing to let Elphaba be the first to comment, quickly chimed in with her own answer. 

"I don't think either of us would object to that idea..." Glinda replied, her eyes scanning over your body as she thought about it. Elphaba also agreed, 

"Absolutely, it's still not morning yet, we have plenty of time."

[mona-risms]

Heyo, I’m familiar with ur old blog, and I saw one or two posts in particular about a reader x Ei and Yao Miko throuple, and I was wondering if you would consider doing a similar thing Beidou and Ningguang

Potentially amab reader, is a renowned artisan that comes to liyue to help rebuild after the events of the liyue story quest, Beidou and Ningguang are dating at this point cause I adore that ship, but they also find that this artisan who’s helping with the jade chamber and the crux fleet is almost filling in an empty spot in their relationship they didn’t know was their, and that they end up working better as 3 than 2… if that makes sense

◆ MAIN COURSE: Beidou x gn!artisan!Reader x Ningguang

◆ TYPE: SFW, romantic

◆ ALLERGEN WARNINGS: None. Well. Poly..? Does that count as a warning LMAAOAOAO

◆ NOTES: I mean it can be interpreted as amab!! But I didn't see much of a need to really specify as such, felt like this could go either way. But anyway god I love Beigguang they're so mother I want them both BUT WHY IS IT SO LONG OH MY FUCK

Look at YEWWWW catching the eyes of Liyue's favourite power couple 🥰🥰🥰

God they sure as hell NEEDED the help for those reparations bc as much as all of Liyue COULD assist with said reparations, realistically yeah it'd absolutely take so long....and so much resources too but like resources? Yeah they have a lot, and if they ever run out they can just go ask Beidou for import. It's just the manpower and the craft they fucking need

And lucky for them!! Cuz YOU'VE come to lend them a hand

◆ If you DIDN'T live in Liyue:

Seeing the Crux Fleet at the harbour stocking up, while an uncommon sight, was unsurprising. Seeing what, exactly, they're loading up on, however, was something else entirely.

The ships were all loaded with what you could only conclude as materials, and none of them were fit for any sort of exciting adventures one could have at sea—in fact, they were.. what you could only think of as construction necessities, woodwork, and mining materials.

Were they building something?

You approached a nearby onlooker, focus still on the crew loading up heavy loads on their ships.. or rather, on one specific Captain that spoke with some dockworkers—to organise and allocate, you assumed, "Excuse me, do you.. know what's going on? Doesn't seem like they're stocking up on rations or necessities like usual."

"Hm..? Ahh, you mean the Fleet?" The elderly woman confirmed, "Haven't you heard? They're remaking some floating castle in Liyue Harbour."

"Floating... Oh, you mean the Jade Chamber?"

She nodded, "Yes, that's the one. From the papers, apparently it sunk to the bottom of the ocean after fighting some horrid beast from the water."

"Huh."

You chat a bit more with the elder before stepping away, though now you pretty much know all there is you needed to. This was more than a supply run—this was a high effort operation for the entire region.

When you accidentally lock eyes with glimmering ruby, something snaps into place at that very moment—this was an opportunity.

You strode over, shoulders set, and it was as if she had waited for you to come right over to her as she crossed her arms, "Hey, need something? Could tell you were eyeing m--"

"You're heading back to Liyue, correct?"

"..Yes?"

"Let me come with you."

Beidou raised an eyebrow at the sudden request.. before barking out a laugh so hard she threw her head back. "Sorry, sorry," she composed herself and shot you a grin, "'s just that usually an introduction is in order before we let hitchhikers in for a ride. A certain someone back home could benefit from having your directness."

You couldn't help the slight flush of embarrassment, your cheeks heating up at the call-out, "Sorry. I just heard what was going on and-- look, you're trying to reconstruct the Jade Chamber, right?"

"Yeah... What happened to the first one was a shame, so Ningguang's been trying to remake it from scratch. Not to mention," she scratched the nape of her neck with a sigh, "not like the Harbour got off scot-free either, so we've been trying to put things back into shape. Hence all the wood and the tools and everything. What, you got magic hands to help with our relief process?"

"Yes, actually. Well, less magic and more expertise, but either way."

"Oh!" The pirate captain's smile widened, much like a kid in a sweet shop, "Seriously? We'd appreciate any help you give us, though.. 's not like you'll be doing it for the sake of altruism, right?"

"You think I'll extort you?"

"No, no, just.. have to be careful. Fixing Liyue Harbour means a lot to me, y'know?"

"The Harbour, or Ningguang?"

You see her uncovered eye crinkle in softness, "One and the same."

The only answer—or any sort of acknowledgement—you give her is a hum, with the outside's crowded bustle filling the content silence between you.

And then?

"Alright, you've got a seat on the deck. Still," she nudged your side with a wink, "you gotta tell me your motivation. Or at least your name."

You couldn't help the chuckle escaping your lips and the light-hearted eyeroll, "It's Y/N. And don't worry, the Harbour'll be sorted out soon."

"Well, it's nice to formally meet you, Y/N." She held out a hand, "The name's--"

"Beidou, yes," you shook it, "I think everyone knows."

◆ If you DID live in Liyue:

To the citizens of Liyuean nation, you were a well-liked wonder—your artisanal work was often beautifully intricate and expertly crafted, the love for your creations evident in every curve and intended crevice. To the Adepti that roamed the land (more specifically the Cloud Retainer), you were competition—how could a mortal's work actually out-do some of their own?

Though, perhaps... With the era of humans beginning, as concluded, there is something to be admire about such expertise.

Expertise that was needed at this exact time, even.

You hear a knock on the door and you answer with a "come in", your attention still laser-focused in your current hobby project to stave off boredom—a small Rex Lapis carving made out of Noctilucous Jade.

The door opens to reveal a smiling young girl, Little Liu, as she wanders inside, "Hi, Y/N! There was this tall lady with a really pretty Vision who wanted to know where you were, so I lead her here. Is that okay?"

You lifted your head up with a curious tilt of your head, "Yeah, that's fine. You did a good job, Little Liu."

The child lets out a happy giggle at the job well done before rushing out the door, presumably to go back to playing with her friends. Out of all the people who strode into the entrance, though, you hadn't expected--

"Lady Ningguang?! It's a pleasure to-- oh shit--" In the rush of getting up from your seat, you had almost upended your entire workspace and your ongoing little project. Almost.

You heard her chuckle softly as you fussed around your tools and carefully placed down the half-sculpted jade. "Is my presence that jarring? My apologies for startling you."

"No, no, it's okay, I swear," you waved the apology off with a shake of your head, "I just didn't expect a visit from you—hard not to stand in attention when the Tianquan's at your doorstep..." Your words trailed off as you finished organising the last of your tools.. or at least organising them enough that you knew none of them were going to fall. Once you were satisfied, you let out a relieved huff before turning your full attention to the other, "So? What-- What business does Lady Ningguang have with me, here, in Qingce Village?"

She doesn't answer immediately, opting to look at your displayed tools and little projects and trinkets you've made over the years. Though, as she sits down at the small table, you notice that her vermillion eyes linger on your current Noctilucous Jade project. "..Are you currently occupied with a commission?"

"What? Oh," you picked the half-finished sculpture up before carefully presenting it for Ningguang to observe on her own, "not really, my work's kinda both.. well, my work and my hobby. No commission's been coming up lately, so I've just been burning time."

She inspected the half-carved jade with an expert's marvel, "My, the detailing is made with such care..." She looked back up at you, "I came here personally to see the quality of your work for myself, though I had expected requests for your services to keep you busy. Convenient for me, yet a wonder all the same—why the lack of activity, especially with the Harbour's need for reconstruction?"

"Ahh, well..." You went to sit opposite her, "My services haven't really been.. tested for large-scale projects like—ahem—the entire Harbour."

"How about we change that, then?"

...

"Excuse me?"

She leaned in closer to you, the jade softly placed down on the table with a tiny clack. "I would like to commission you," she says.

"..With what, fixing the Harbour?"

"No."

"Then--"

"My Jade Chamber."

"..I--"

"Though if you were to include the Harbour too, we wouldn't be opposed to it—the Qixing would be indebted to you."

"But--"

"And of course, I wouldn't let you work without sufficient payment and liberty over resources and manpower."

You could only stare blankly at Ningguang's face, and if you had the capacity of doing so, smoke could be coming from your very head from the sudden barrage mixed with the other's 'business neutral' face, you've decided to label it.

..Though after a short while, she laughed softly again—kind of akin to wind chimes, "It appears I may have been a bit too eager, my apologies."

"You're telling me..." You hands went up to massage your temples as you organised your thoughts in silence, to which she simply waited at her spot. When you spoke, her attention is peaked, "Okay, so, I have many.. MANY questions."

"And you are entitled to every single one of them."

"Yeah, well, I have a lot so... We'll start with—" and you point at yourself, "—why me?"

"That is an easy question," she mused, "with my answer being: it would be ignorant of me to ignore what people say about you and your dedication to your craft. Along with.. you know how to work with certain materials, no?"

"..Like what?"

"Large quantities of Sunset Vermillionite."

"Like, Xiao Lanterns? Yeah."

"No," she drew out a scroll holding diagrams and measurements, "in bulk."

"..Next question, am I gonna go to jail if I screw up?"

"No, no, nothing like that. I would never punish someone simply trying to do their job."

"Oh, thank--"

"Maybe."

"WHICH IS IT?!"

There was that laugh again, and your panic simmers down near immediately.

"Well... Third question."

"Mm?"

"When would we be officially discussing plans and etcetera for this?" Despite your reservations, you smiled anyway, "This needs to be meticulous as hell, if we want it to work."

"You accept?"

"Against my better judgement for my reputation, yeah."

And you just notice, she had worn the 'business neutral' look the entire time, and only now did it melt down into.. 'genuine gratitude'.

"Thank you. It.. means a lot."

"Yes, well... I did pick this job up for this type of thing."

"Which is?"

"..sentimentality."

Bye I did NOT neee to cook so hard 😭😭😭😭 BEE ARE BEE KAY EM ESSING joke but fr I lost the plot so hard I need death

Anyway obvi you can meet them however thr fuck you want, but these two are just. How I imagined it yk, with two differing personalities

Either way from then on, they both end up getting to know you from how closely you three actually work together: Ningguang with conferring over the construction work, sometimes with the Qixing or other involved personnel, sometimes with just the two of you; Beidou with organising different resources needed and exactly where to get them and how to handle ones that are much more precious than usual cargo, along with joining her on her voyages when needed sometimes to the point where you even get dragged into crew parties after a while; and then Beidou and Ningguang together as you three settle on a combination of each others' parts to play in the reparation before the meeting melts into something much less business and more idle chatter

Somehow it felt easy to slip into the middle of their dynamic. Beidou and Ningguang were seen as the couple that was perfect for each other—dishing light-hearted barbs at each other, professional dynamic flowing smoothly... It was best left uninterrupted

Until you lol

It was in small increments, and then it evolved. You started off simply offering little bits and pieces of feedback while watching them from the sidelines. But then they both took effort in getting to know you, and you don't think neither woman knew why they spent the effort beyond professional comraderie

Without knowing, they had let you carve your own existence into their own as their balance, and at some point they do actually notice the hollow absence. Beidou finds herself wanting to invite you onto another voyage despite it having literally nothing to do with you or the Jade Chamber, and Ningguang has to stop herself from visiting you when you calculated and worked by yourself as necessary in the workshop she had supplied you. It's not long until they realise they feel something deeper for the artisan that made a mark on their lives

I think at first they'd be confused, and then kinda guilty. After all, they were ALREADY DATING EACH OTHER!!!!! What are they DOING, LIKING SOMEONE ELSE AND EACH OTHER❗️❗️❗️👹👹👹👹👹 But then I also think they're actually masters at communication—they have to be, when they're usually on and off with their proximity, eith how the Crux goes everywhere and Ningguang stays independently tethered to Liyue—so they both kinda realise they both like you AND each other

The pressure doesn't lift until they actually admit it though. And I'd like to imagine they decided to admit it when the Jade Chamber was finished and it was Lantern Rite time, with Ningguang dressing up in that blue dress. She also manages to get you all dressed up as well HAHAHA to your preferences obvi like imo I'd be wearing a SUIT!!!!!!

"Hey, check you out..." You hear Beidou as she approached you and Ningguang, the captain putting her hand on her hip as she spoke, "Looking pretty fancy."

"Archons, yeah," you snorted, gesturing to Ningguang, "she looks fancy. I, however, look like an imposter amongst the rich."

Before Beidou could shoot back a response, Ningguang lowers her smoking pipe as she spoke, "Only a true treasure catches the eye of Captain Beidou, and I am more than inclined to agree with her assessment." And then she looks at her side—at you—with a soft crinkle in her eyes, "After all, it seems we've both struck gold with this one, no?"

"Wh--"

"Finally. I did wonder when we'd ever say anything," Beidou flashed a grin, one that Ningguang flicked her pipe at with an affectionate eyeroll before the brunette continued, "We knew you were special, just.. didn't know just how much your value was until--"

"--until re-assessment," the Tianquan finished for her. "We both.. spoke. Realised that the two of us held feelings that were much more.. personal than it should have been. We simply couldn't find the time, or thought it would be inappropriate."

You didn't even notice Beidou approach your unoccupied side until you heard her speak, "So we both decided to keep it to ourselves until we were finished with the Harbour's reconstruction, and the Jade Chamber's recreation. After that, well... Actually we had no plan, barring from knowing that we had to tell you soon and keeping you as close to us as we could." She leaned closer to stage-whisper with a joking grin, "Surprise, the Qixing's Tianquan is actually a clingy softie."

"Captain."

She drew back, "Ha, yes ma'am."

"In any case," Ningguang drew her attention back to you, with Beidou's eyes locked onto you all the same, "what do you think?"

I'd kiss them both right on the mouth immediately your honour!! I could die today or tomorrow so I may as well do it now!!!! I FUCKING WISH.

Kiss them though please kiss them with the fireworks make Hoyo cry

After this, your relationship?? Changes??? But also not really

It's as if everything's stayed the same between the three of you, except everything feels much lighter 🥰🥰🥰 as if there's no need to really hold anything back anymore

People would obvi riot (bitch nevermind Beigguang being homo, you're in a THROUPLE I think the oldies might have a seizure) but no one, and I mean NO ONE, can deny that the three of you are Liyue's hottest bitches in a dynamic that works for all three. I say own it babes

Look at that maybe things CAN be interrupted after all

[wildehacked]

Okay I realize this was like… days ago that you were asking for prompts. Buuuuuut I literally watched this show so I could finally marathon read all your fic and all I want right this very second is a continuation to that pre-shannon/buck/eddie fic if you’re up for it. 👀

I'm sorry this took me months to get back to! Sequel to this. *

The thing is, Buck’s an attractive guy. She’s not blind. She’s known that the whole time. But there’s something about, like—the way they put it to Taylor, accidentally, that makes her feel crazy. She’s never seriously considered Buck as an option because neither she or Buck would ever do that to Eddie. So she’s never really let herself notice that Buck’s mouth gets pinker when he blushes, or that his biceps are really crying out for someone to bite them, and speaking of his arms, he would probably just be the absolute best person to wrap you up in a tight embrace after a bad day at work. But if she and Buck and Eddie were—were something, then that would be. Something she could notice. Her whole body tightens with longing, and that’s bad, because she and Buck and Eddie aren’t something. 

She and Eddie are friendly exes. Coparents. Best friends, still, in a way? They have slipped up and slept together a few times over the years since their divorce, but they know their marriage ended for a reason, and they’ve both seriously dated other people. She and Drew were together for almost two years. Eddie and Ana were so cute together, even if it was obvious that relationship was doomed. Anyway. 

Buck and Eddie are best friends who professionally trust each other with their lives, so it’s more intense than your average best friendship, but it’s still a best friendship. 

She and Buck are just normal friends. The kind of friends who go to a weekly yoga class together because Buck needs to work on his flexibility and Shannon needs to work on her core strength, who have dinner at each other’s houses fairly frequently, because Buck is Eddie’s best friend and one of Chris’s regular babysitters and it’s just easier. Eddie and Shannon had a conversation a couple years back about what they wanted to happen to Chris if they both died, and Buck’s name came up, and they both agreed to ask him. That’s a good friend, right? A normal friend? 

She keeps thinking about it at weird times, what it would be like to go over to Eddie’s house and find Buck already there, maybe with one arm slung around Eddie’s waist the way he’d touched her, earlier. What it would be like to sit on the couch with Buck in between them; how it would feel to kiss Buck with Eddie pressed up against his back, whether Buck would get quiet and dreamy like he had in front of Taylor, or whether he’d stutter and blush while Eddie and Shannon passed him back and forth like a blunt. It’s so embarrassing, it’s like she’s a teenager who’s just discovered porn, except it’s, like, the concept of a throuple. She’s helping Eddie set up the ticket booth for the school play, and involuntarily thinks about fucking Buck while Eddie fucks him when Eddie’s hand brushes against hers. She shivers and bites her lip. 

“Okay,” Eddie says, raising an eyebrow at her. They’re alone in the school auditorium lobby, the kids all in the theater behind them doing warm-ups, the house doors not open yet.  “What’s up?” 

Shannon plays dumb. “What are you talking about?” 

He points a finger at her. “You’re seeing somebody,” he says, low and playfully scandalized. 

“Uh, no I’m not.” 

“I think I know your sex fantasy face when I see it,” he says, and she immediately stops biting her lip. “C’mon, we got half an hour before we get this show on the road. Spill.” 

“I’m not seeing anybody,” Shannon says honestly. 

Eddie squints at her. 

“Seriously! I just—ugh,” she says. “It’s stupid.” 

“I got time for stupid.” 

“It’s really stupid,” she stresses. 

Eddie spreads his hands, makes a “look who you’re talking to” face. Like he’s made any stupid sex decisions that weren’t all “sleeping with Shannon.” 

“Okay, but you’re not allowed to make fun of me,” she says, and busies herself arranging programs on the table by the door. She lets the words build up in her sternum, an anticipatory feeling like being on a roller coaster and climbing up to the highest point.  Then she chickens out. “I, um, I’m thinking about asking out someone at work.” 

Eddie’s face is unreadable. “Really.” 

“Really.” 

“Who?” 

Shannon’s mind goes blank. “You don’t, um, you don’t know them.” 

“I don’t?” 

“You don’t.” Her face is hot, because obviously Eddie doesn’t believe her. 

“That’s so funny,” Eddie says. “I thought maybe it was because of that thing with Taylor Kelly.” 

Shannon drops the stack of programs, and Eddie comes over to help her pick them up, both of them kneeling on the carpet like they’re in a fucking romcom. “Buck told you,” she says, still hot with embarrassment. 

Eddie’s eyes are dark. The thing is, he’s known her since she was fourteen, but she’s also known him since he was fourteen. And Eddie? Isn’t making fun of her, in spite of the way he still sounds amused. “He’s been kind of weird since the weekend,” Eddie says. “Like he can’t look directly at me.” 

“Oh,” Shannon says. She just barely stops herself from demanding to know what Buck said about her; whether he thinks it was weird, whether he liked it, whether it seems like he’s more interested in her or Eddie or both of them. 

“But then he’s been looking at me a lot,” Eddie continues, quietly. He’s looking directly into her eyes, the way he always does when he’s trying to say something that matters. “When he thinks I can’t see.” 

“That’s weird,” she says, almost a whisper. 

Eddie touches her hand on purpose this time, a barely-there brush of his index finger against her thumb. She shivers again. “Yeah,” he says. “It is weird.” 

Shannon’s biting her lip again. “What are you saying?” 

Eddie smiles at her, slow and smug. “I don’t know,” he says. “Maybe we could grab dinner with Buck sometime soon. Try to figure it out.” 

“Eddie,” she says, and she means—this is a bad idea, isn’t it? Putting literally all our eggs in one basket, even if it’s just sex, even if it’s just one time? Are we sure this isn’t the kind of thing that should just stay a fantasy? 

“Shannon,” Eddie answers her, and jerks his head towards the closed theater doors where Chris is running the sound booth for his first high school play, and she knows he means—we’ve got a pretty good track record with bad ideas, though. 

She smiles down at the programs in her hands, and Eddie does the same thing. They both get up off their knees, and go to stand behind the ticket counter. 

A few minutes later the house doors open, and Eddie’s shoulder bumps against hers as they work to write down the names of families with reserved tickets. She braces herself with one hand on his arm while she reaches past him to grab the cash box, lingering a little as she goes. He rests his hand on her hip for no reason at all, thumb brushing the hem of her shirt. It’s a mad rush of teens, parents, and teachers all coming to grab their seats, and then, just before the show starts, Buck comes dashing in, sweaty and out of breath. 

“You’re not sold out, right?” he calls to them as he rushes over. 

“I thought you weren’t gonna make it,” Eddie says, grinning as he pulls out another ticket. His hand is back on her hip; even more blatant, this time, his thumb slipping under the elastic band of her skirt. Her heart is pounding. “Didn’t you have PT?” “Yeah,” Buck says, shrugging, “which is why I broke like five traffic laws getting here. I didn’t want to miss his first show!” 

“Well, good news,” Shannon says, and because she’s watching for it, she sees the moment when Buck clocks where Eddie’s hand is resting, the way his red face gets even redder. “You’re not too late.” 

“Oh,” Buck says, giving her a careful, extremely tentative smile. “Glad I made it.” 

“We’re almost done here,” Eddie says, swiping his thumb against her skin. “Think you can save us a seat?” 

Buck’s eyes dart from her to Eddie to Eddie’s hand on her hip. “Yeah,” he says, a little strangled. “Yeah, of course. See you in there!” “See you,” Shannon says. Buck goes into the theater, and Eddie and Shannon are alone in the lobby. Eddie’s smiling at his feet, entirely too pleased with himself. She digs her fingers into his ribs where she knows he’s ticklish, and he gasps and curls in on himself, putting out his arms in mock surrender. 

“Come on,” she says, closing up the cash box, giddy in spite of herself. “Let’s go in.” 

[fancyfeathers]

So I am "burn it all down" number 1 stan actually.

I just think it so special and unique, and the way that you write the story, it just works.

Honestly, I thought there was some potential chemistry between Zataras son and Bruce's daughter, but I'm still the number 1 throuple supporter 😭

The whole thing with Diana's son being the heir to a Greek throne is so Jsjsksksksk! I'm holding out hope for King Diana's son, and he's tryna run the kingdom, and he's doing it quite successfully, but his wives rule his life! TELL ME THAT ISN'T PERFECT 😔 They hate when you serve supportive husband.

He's like a KING too so he can marry them both and it's just JDJDJDJ.

He's in an important meeting, and one of his advisers demands to know where the Queens are, and he's literally willing his eye not to twitch cause they are both stopping an extraterrestrial threat 😭

I am also a clove stan so I hope she's still alive and well 😭

Do you think that oliver and dinah were trying to replace their child with reader?

Ra's is back?! AGAIN?! bro he's actually obsessed I can't 😳 😭

I am just so intrigued and in love with the entire thing, like it's perfect.

I have more thoughts, honestly, but this is a lot for one ask 😭

Thank you for having passion for your stories because I genuinely enjoy reading them all 💜💜

Lmao, Bruce’s daughter being a little flirt and having chemistry with anyone she meets, a natural born flirt, it’s cause it was so taboo for her to date anyone growing up. Now she was engaged once before to a person who turned out to be a psychopath, but still.

But Diana’s son being so down bad for Supergirl and Songbird, like him and Songbird are the team leaders of their group but the moment either of his girlfriends asks him to do something, he would get on his knees for them. He was raised by a bunch of women, he knows how to respect women. But like one day when he does return to his ancestral home and take up the mantle that he was born for and reestablishes Ithaca as it’s own kingdom and nation again, I don’t think he would publicly show off his relationship, respecting his partners’ privacy.

ALSO YES! I am so happy someone caught the reference to the old team from my other series. I will say Clove is alive, in fact she is the one getting the surgery done that was mentioned in chapter five. Now not everyone on that old team is fine, Henbane and Clove are fine and they got married to each other, but Foxglove and Nettle… not so much.

Without spoiling too much, Dinah and Oliver were sort of trying to replace their child with Bruce’s daughter (Songbird), but more so full that void, thinking their actual child is dead, but we will cover that in a later chapter.

And yes, Ra’s is back, but I will say in a way he has Bruce’s daughter’s best interest in mind, at least a way to keep her safe, but I am not going to say much else because that will give too much away. There are bigger things to worry about that are going to come up in the story… wait and see…

[anarcoqueer1994]

Never Have I Ever (Steddie Ficlet)

The older teens—Jonathan, Argyle, Nancy, Robin, Steve, and Eddie,-- had been hanging out drinking at Steve’s house. No one can remember whose idea it was, but they ended up playing “Never Have I Ever” with who ever being the one who has done it having to take a drink. It was fun, mostly dumb ones, like “Never have I ever been out of Indiana (excluding the Upside-Down) or “Never have I ever smoked weed.” It was one of Robin’s though, that nearly gave Eddie a heart attack.

She looked around the table, smirking, half tipsy. “Never have I ever slept with a guy.” She laughed. Eddie thought nothing of it. He figured she used this one to get as many people at the table to drink as possible. Eddie wasn’t surprised when Jonathan, Argyle (they are dating now, he thinks), and Nancy take a drink with him. What nearly causes him to choke on his own beer is seeing Steve also pick up his glass and take a sip.

His shock causes him to cough up his drink, and though his reaction may have been the most dramatic, but other than Robin, everyone else looked confused too. Steve was oblivious to the looks around the table though, only drunkenly turning to Robin saying “That’s not fair, dude. You knew you would be the only one not to drink.” He playfully complains. 

Eddie clears his throat, being the one to ask the question everyone was wondering. “Harrington, you slept with a guy?”

Steve looks around, first confused with the reaction, slowly realizing that everyone was looking at him. They weren’t judgmental, of course, just surprised. He looks awkwardly at Robin who just shrugs her shoulders, before he says. “Oops I guess I forgot to tell you guys. Kind of figured you all knew since we are all…you know…queer. “

Robin laughs at the absurdness of his statement. “Aww Steve, they thought you were our token straight.” She sticks out her tongue.

Eddie doesn’t know why but he kind of feels…jealous. When he thought Steve was straight, it was easy for him to just accept that Steve in unattainable, that he doesn’t like guys. But knowing he does…changes things. Steve was into dudes, and he is a dude. But now he feels like Steve is unattainable in a new way…he is out of his league. Steve can’t want Eddie, no matter how big of a stupid crush he has on him. That hurt more. He can’t explain why he said what he said next, maybe he is a masochist. But his mouth works faster than his brain. “Who?”

“What?” Steve scrunches his eyebrows together in confusion, a strand of hair falling across his forehead. Eddie hates that this makes him more attractive.

He wishes he could pull the word back in, he wishes it would have stayed trapped against his teeth, but it didn’t so he has to go with it. “Um…I mean who was the lucky guy that slept with King Steve?” He tries play it off as a joke, like he’s teasing but honestly part of him wants to know what Steve’s type is.

“Oh, um a few guys, I guess. The first one was Tommy. Before Nance and I dated, I used to hook up with Tommy and Carol sometimes. Most of the time it was the three of us, but I have been with both of them separately.” Steve goes red, realizing all the attention is on him now.

“You were like a …throuple with Tommy and Carol?” Nancy asks in disbelief.

“No, nothing like that!  What we did was just for fun. Those two were their own thing. “ He put his increasingly flushed face in his hands before continuing. “Let’s…uh move on from this embarrassing can of worms Robin has opened.

Everyone nods, but Eddie’s big mouth strikes again. “You said there was a few…”

“Eds, you really wanna know all the guys I slept with?” Steve raises his eyebrow, embarrassment going to amusement. He shoots Eddie a smirk before adding. “Why? You wanna be on that list?” He winks.

Shit. Eddie was too pushy. He doesn’t need to know. His face turns red. “Uh no. I’m sorry, I’m just being nosy. I’m sorry.” He repeats without his usual confidence. He continues to ramble apologies.

“Eddie…” Steve interrupts. “I’m just messing with you, man. It’s fine. I don’t have secrets with you guys. There were a few random hooks ups from the gay bar Robin, and I go to in Indianapolis, and um my senior year, I hooked up with one of the guys one the swim team. See no big secrets.” He laughs.

The tension Eddie was feeling dissipates with the sound of Steve’s laugh. Steve doesn’t care…Eddie is reading too much into this. “No big secrets.” He parrots back. And with that, they were back to the game, no one bringing up Steve’s “come out,” No mention of Eddie’s weird reaction, nothing that should make him nervous. But part of him swears he notices Steve staring him down more as the night goes on.

They end up all watching a movie, everyone passing out in the living room, half tipsy, and just feeling safe. Robin and Nancy are cuddled together on the couch while Jonathan and Argyle are tangled together on the love seat. Eddie had been on the chair and Steve was on the third cushion of the couch. They had been the only two still awake, neither very comfortable where they are. When the movie comes to an end, Steve whispers, “Eds…come on man. Let’s go upstairs.”

“up..stairs?” Eddie stutters out like some pathetic 13-year-old kid with a first crush. But he couldn’t help it. Was Steve asking his to go to bed with him? Maybe he wasn’t crazy. Maybe Steve was flirting with him earlier. Maybe he was staring.  

Eddie watches as Steve stands up, walks closer and holds out his hand, Eddie instinctively responds, taking the other man’s hand, letting him pull him up. “Yea, upstairs. That chair is not comfortable.”

“No, its not.” Eddie agrees as they head for the steps, still hand in hand. When they get to the top of the stairs though, Steve lets go. He starts leading Eddie to the opposite end of the hallway from his bedroom. When they stop in front of the door at the end, Eddie understands. He feels his heart drop as Steve opens the door to the guest room. “Finally have an excuse to use this thing.” He softly laughs, before turning away, saying over his shoulder “Night, Eds. Let me know if you need anything.”

All Eddie can do is nod lamely, as he steps into his room for the night. He closes the door before collapsing on the bed. His brain is on an emotional roller coaster. He feels stupid thinking that Steve Harrington, queer or not, would be into him. Before he can spiral into self-deprivation, he is pulled back to reality by a knock on the door.

When he opens it, there is Steve Harrington, now clad only in the tiny red shorts he sleeps in. It takes every thing in him to keep his brain from short circuiting. “Steve? What’s up?” He hopes he sounds casual.

“Eddie, why did you react that way earlier when you found out I like guys?” Steve cuts to the chase.

“I..I told you man, just surprised.” He tells a half lie.

“I know, I know. You said that but why did you want to know who?” Steve continues, gears obvious turning in his, trying make the connections he thinks he sees.

“I don’t know.” Eddie looks down at his own feet. Looking at Steve feels dangerous right now, Like Steve could see right through him.”

“Eds? You don’t know?” Steve asks skeptically.

“Yea I don’t know. I just asked. Making conversation, man” Eddie deflects, still looking down.

“I don’t believe you.” Steve says back plainly. Eddie was about to protest, insist Steve was wrong. But before he can, he feels a gentle hand under his chin, pushing his head upwards, so Steve can meet his eyes. He’s frozen as Steve smirks whispering, “I think you wanted to be on that list too.”

Eddie can feel his cheeks going red. Without thinking he replies, “I want to be the end of that list.” As soon as the words leave him mouth, he wishes he could pull them back in. “Oh god, I am so sorry. I don’t expect you to just settle with me or anything. I’m sure you have better.’

“No Eddie. I wouldn’t be settling.” He lets out a sign. “ I should have phrased this better. Eddie, I want you. And not just for sex. Like don’t get me wrong, that’s part of it. You’re so fucking hot. But you are so funny and smart and dorky and such a good friend. I’ve been into you for so long. So um, what do you think?” All confidence and charismatic attitude is gone.

“You like me?” Eddie sputters out.

“Oh my god! Yes, Eds. I do. I like you. Honestly, I think I love you and I don’t know how else to spell it out to you. I just don’t get it, Eds? What more…” Steve is cut off by the soft lips pressed again his. It takes him a moment to realize Eddie is kissing him but when he does, he finds himself kissing back. His hands tangle in Eddie’s hair while Eddie wraps his arms around Steve’s waist.

When they finally pull apart, Eddie asks “So you wanna add me to that list?

“Yea, I do. Eventually. But for tonight I just want to cuddle with me…boyfriend?” He asks, worried he jumped the gun.

“Yea…I want to cuddle with my boyfriend, too.” He smiles, pulling Steve into the guestroom, closing the door behind them.

[starrycloak]

Last night I saw a lighthearted post (sorry, I was doomscrolling and half-asleep so I missed it before I could think about it again. if you see this and you're the OP, please let me know!) that wondered how wild the reaction to the hypothetical scenario of willelmike becoming endgame as a poly relationship (unicorn polycule or angle??) would be like from both m11s and bylers, and that sent me back to think about people's reactions towards these ships (and fanon throuple) throughout the years. While I cannot 100% attest to this, (mostly bc I don't have the figures at hand, only anecdotal information from back when I ignored how twisted a-oh-3 is as an organization), it's quite telling how, from the very beginning, most fans kind of realized a polycule-to-solve-the-love-triangle for once wasn't really in the cards for these three characters in canon.

let's take a look at some of the st fandom's shipping preferences across the years ->

s1: "look at these sweet kids, surving the horrors and just being innocent. I hope mike and el reunite and one day they can date for realsies" <- that was the GA and most of the first wave of fans back in 2016. Not denying that some of the earliest fans did feel a bit concerned about the aforementioned traumatized kids (especially the little girl raised 'alone' in a lab) jumping into crushes and kisses in less than a week, but hey, it was the first season, why not wait and see where this is going? So yeah, that was the 'm11 majority era', as far as fan content and viewer investment is concerned.

@ that person from twitter who posted about miwi/byler fifteen days after s1 was released + earliest wheelclairs and miwis: all the love in the world <33

the post-s2 fandom landscape, however, largely transformed with the direction the text took with yk, pretty much everything related to how the writers handled m11 and placed much more focus on miwi going through hell together and how deeply their bond ran, recontextualizing the weight of the events and reactions during s1 even more. Externally, I'd argue a few adjacent 2017 pop culture moments, particularly the release of Muschietti's IT Chapter One, with finn playing a queer-coded boy from the 80s in a supernatural/horror setting, also played a part into the fandom looking at (or pondering about) one mike wheeler in a new light. A ST x IT crossover from back then that didn't feature the reddie + miwi combo was, for the most part, a rarity, especially when it came to that one staple moment (/aff) where the 'tozier-wheeler cousins' roasted each other about who was more whipped for their respective brunette besties. So yeah, while miwi couldn't have ever been considered a crackship (not even in the s1 era, also considering will's own 'ambiguous' -at the time- queercoding being an elephant in the room), its new popularity made it so it was less and less common to see an exclusive m11 majority in the fandom.

thus, from 2017 on, many multishippers (big fans and casuals alike) entertained the possibility that at least there could be something there hanging between mike and will, still unbeknownst to both of them. However, that lightheartedness probably came more from trying not to expect anything more than that in the show down the road, given that m11 seemed to have smooth sailing after the s2 finale and, possibly, the average viewer probably giving them the benefit of the doubt one more time (i.e "well, we haven't really seen el and mike interact in peacetime in a while, but we know they love care about each other surely -hopefully they'll be a cute power couple!")

a 2018 intermission is very interesting, considering it's the year that saw the most poly!willelmike works in a*0*3 (around a hundred in total in the tag by the time of posting) -majority with a "mike loves them both and they work it out ft. stoncy mentors" (and even some ocassional polyam-bi!will in a unicorn polycule -i.e. where all three of them date each other), but most of these take place in non-canon compliant aus. This period is also worth mentioning because, after the release of s3 in 2019 canonized -okay, "heavily implied"- gay!will and how m11's canon relationship is indeed meant to be written like that for a bigger narrative purpose (el's independence and autonomy and mike's journey towards honesty and embracing his own rules about growing up), a similar level of engagagement (and hype for that particular dynamic) hasn't been reached again in six years.

flashforward to 2022 and pretty much where we still are today: m11 as a failed (romantic) relationship being detrimental to both parties involved -one arm of the angle down-, will's feelings for mike and his gay identity (almost) confirmed (so his sexuality would be incompatible with el as a femme character anyway even if she weren't pretty much his adoptive sis now), and, besides him clearly not being in love with El in s4 -or ever? shall we also mark this arm of the angle as down now??-, mike's true feelings still up in the air (as far as official confirmation goes, that is -schodinger!mike being a well-written character or not depending on whether or not he's grappling with being true to himself and the one he loves.) The big waves of former-m11s-turned-bylers post s4, the level of vitriol and defensiveness hardcore m11 stans have adopted to protect their ship against 'slander' and 'delusion' in the last few years (and some particularly homophobic folks popping in from time to time), and the attitude of some casual fans towards byler, claiming it would be 'forced' if it turns out to be the endgame ship, all across this period are also noteworthy. So, taking all of this into consideration, imagining a last-minute ménage à trois being presented the final, rewarding, comforting resolution to this story so nobody ends the show "alone and sad, though"? That's gotta be, yep, impossible to sell narratively, in-universe AND for the audiences in a way that even makes sense.

So yeah, highly unlikely outcome: pretty much everyone would be getting clowned on that way, and not only because of their shipping preferences.

On a much more lighthearted note, I actually love how this little attempt at historical recollection reinforces how mike really has long and largely been percieved as the one who cannot stop seeking will and feeling a certain way about him, and yet he's "the straightest character in any media ever" lmao

[venear-tmblr]

…. so i’ve had an idea

C!Ven FableSMP In-Character Smash or Pass

Today we reject canon and embrace non-canom ships like it’s the 2000’s-10’s again. Let us begin heheheh (also im sticking to masc leaning characters because c!Ven likes 🅱️oys.)

Aax

5/10: Pass

I don’t think they’d be bad for each other, I just think Ven would feel out of his depth yk? Their communication type wouldn’t clash badly, they’d both be able to argue without killing one another, but they just dont click?

I just think Ven would be intimidated? and that should be a dealbreaker in any relationship.

Caspian

6/10: Smash

Caspian would be the cool ex that you still see sometimes in random places, and you stop for 10-15 min to see how he’s doing, before you both leave and forget about each other again.

Cas would keep Ven’s bossy streak in check, and they’d sort out their problems together well. They have aligning interests in knowledge and writing, and overall they’d work.

they actually seem like the kind of couple to fall out of love with each other? which is very sad to me ;-;

They’d care about each other a lot i think, in a Scott’s Street by Phoebe Bridgers kinda way

Centross

7/10: Smash

… there’s only room for one self-sacrificing idiot in this relationship.

Opposite of Rae; Centross is Ven’s type, personality-wise. Also Centross does the love-bickering thing that Ven and Feng would do. They communicate well, they’d argue healthily, over all they’d be pretty good tbh. The sleep schedule between the two of them would be bad though, Ven would forget to stop work and Centross would do the same, they’d forget to check in with each other.

Rae

3/10: Pass (edit, was 2/10 but i raised it by 1 for Zenni the beloved)

you already know what i’m gonna say about these goobers. they’re terrible for each other

the interesting thing to me; there’s only two reasons for Ven to date Rae. 1) they’re young, and social norms say you should date someone similar to you. So both Vena and Rae would go “he likes what i like” and call it a day. OR 2) Rae would be a rebound for Ven. neither of which can happen in canon. (i love the band au blorbos <3)

Seven

4/10: Pass

they wouldn’t be bad, Ven just wouldn’t know how to approach Seven? Seven has so much going in, and Ven would need to know every detail about Seven’s past in order to feel comfortable in the relationship. Seven can’t really give that, so the relationship is over before it’s begun.

Ulysses

7/10: Smash

Similar to Caspian, they’d get along, they’d be good exes. Ven would learn a lot academically from Ulysses.

bonus point because this fish sounds aussie and that is important to me ok

Will

4/10: Pass

Based on the emotional reactions seen in the spy arc of S2, I don’t think these two would get along. i actually think Ven would get on Will’s nerves in close proximity, if he were to open up and let Will in emotionally. Not that it’d be Will’s fault, they just clash. They would have common interests though, so all wouldn’t be lost.

Will would speak his mind, whilst Ven clams up and avoids conflict, but they’d get around to communicating eventually. (so they’re def not the worst pairing on this list.)

Wolf

…9/10: Smash

ok hear me out, you haven’t seen the half of it in canon yet, but these two work well. They have a lot in common (that i can’t share yet)

they argue so well, maybe even better than Feng and Ven did. Where Feng would speak up with Ven, Wolf sits and listens and waits.

Wolf is Ven’s type physically,tall with long hair and broad shoulders, and comes close to his type in personality.

nodders they should kiss

…So in conclusion; Let Ven join Wolftross, its time for Wolventross throuple takover

[thatsmutaccount]

REX/MIKE/WALT THROUPLE BRAINROT, INCORRECT QUOTES

I told you it was coming, more "blor-bros + the handsome, chill nurse they ended up adopting in their polycule" or, if you prefer, "dumb, dumber and dumbest".

Just a little premise: in this timeline of the events, Rex and Walt started dating while at the same time Rex and Mike also started a "secret" relationship, so at first it was just Rex dating bot of them without Mike and Walt dating each others, but in the end, through the sheer force of love and Rex "secret technique for people to get along" (patent pending) - which is just another way to say he let them fuck him mercilessly for hours on end - the two of them also started dating each other, with Rex happy that now his boyfriend gets along with his other boyfriend and now he has two studs to re-arrange his guts at the same time every night without fearing them becoming jealous or competitive.

It's a win-win situation!

So yeah, enjoy and have fun and witness the sheer chaos that this three bring once they are all together ^.^

*****

Tyler: What are you two getting Rex for his birthday?

Walt: I don't know. It's kind of hard buying a gift for one of your partners when he, and I quote, "already got everything I could've ever wanted when I got together with the two most beautiful men I know", so I'm not sure yet.

Mike: I'm getting Rex a divorce.

Rex, from the other room: Oh my God... I already told you I was sorry!

Mike: Sorry will not get me my pizza slice back!

Rex, still screaming from the other room: It was! Unlabelled!

Walt: On the other hand, couple therapy also sounds nice...

*****

*When they both started dating Rex but not yet each others *

Walt, awkwardly: Soooo... are you a big spoon or a little spoon?

Mike: I'm a knife.

Rex, from across the room: He is the little spoon!

*****

Walt: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me.

Rex: Okay, but in my defense, Mike bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink all that shampoo.

Walt: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!

*****

Rex: How's the sexiest person here~?

Walt: I don't know, how are you~?

Rex, flustered: I...

Mike, from across the room: I'm doing great, thanks!

*****

Rex: Come on, I wasn’t that drunk last night.

Mike: You were flirting with Walt.

Rex: So what? We are boyfriends!

Mike: You asked him if he was single.

Rex:...

Mike: And then you cried when he said he wasn't.

Rex: Okay, but in my defense...

Mike: Then, later on, you did the exact same thing with me with the exact same result.

Rex: Okay! I get it! Jesus, why did I decided that dating my brother was a good idea...

Mike, smiling: Love you too, you big oaf.

*****

Walt: Having two partners is both amazing and complicated. But all our problems are solved with communication.

Mike: It’s my turn to cuddle Rex.

Walt: I said: FIVE MORE MINUTES DAMMIT!

*****

Mike, gardening: Hey, can you bring me the hoe?

Walt: Yeah, sure.

*A few minutes later*

Walt: Here you go.

Mike: ...

Walt: ...

Mike: Walter, what the f...?

Rex: Why am I here?

Walt: Mike asked me to bring him the hoe.

Rex: Ooooh, gotcha.

Rex, turns to Mike: Well, I am here, what do you need?

Mike:...

Mike: You know what the worst part is? I can't even be mad.

*****

Rex: You are exaggerating, Walt is not that mad at me. Remember when he made a romantic dinner for me yesterday?

Mike: Rex, he microwaved a pizza for you. And it was still half frozen.

Rex: Okay, fine, but what about two days ago, when I asked him to bring ma a cup of water from the kitchen?

Walt: You mean when he came back with a glass full of ice cubes and told you "now you wait"?

*****

Mike: Is there anyone here who’s actually straight?

Rex: *raises hand*

Walt: *puts his hand down*

*****

Walt, answering the phone: What did Rex do this time?

Mike: More like WHO did Rex do this time?

*****

Walt: Rex, that’s disgusting. You’re only giving free stuff to beautiful people.

Mike: Yeah, you should be ashamed of yourself.

Rex: Oh yeah? *gets really close to Mike* How about a muffin on the house baby?

Mike, giggling: I’m pretty.

*****

Rex: It's pretty cold outside.. wanna hold hands? We should stay close.

Mike, blushing: Okay.

Walt: It's fucking summer.

*****

Mike: Hi, sorry I’m late. I was doing a couple of things and got distracted.

Rex: I’m “a couple of things”.

Walt: I’m “got distracted”.

*****

Rex: Why do you let me win when we race up the stairs? You’re the faster one.

Walt: Erm... it’s nice see your smile when you win!

*later*

Rex: He was staring at my ass, wasn't he?

Mike, also staring at Rex's ass: Obviously.

*****

*Set before Walt and Mike agreed on both of them dating Rex*

Rex: I bet you’re wondering why I gathered you here today. It’s because we need to have a discussion about how some people in this room aren’t getting along with other people in this room.

Mike: Why did you say that so vaguely? Walt and I are literally the only people you called in here.

*****

Rex, looking through his clothes: Has anyone seen my top?

Mike: I'm here, if instead you are looking for Walt, he is in the kitchen.

*****

Walt, texting from work: Rex got into a fight.

Mike: That’s bad.

Mike:...

Mike: Did he win?

*****

Rex, wearing silk pants: How does this look?

Walt: Like its slips on and off really easily.

Rex:...

Walt: No, wait, I didn't mean it like that...

Mike: We know what you meant.

*****

*When the three of them just started living together and Mike and Walt were not dating yet*

Mike: Hey, do you know the password to Walt’s computer?

Rex: Fuck you, Mike.

Mike: Hey!!

Rex: No, you misunderstood, the password is "fuckyouMike".

Mike: Oh.

Mike:...

Mike, tiping the password: No numbers? Not very safe.

[adamsuniverse1144]

Screaming, crying, throwing up because my Throuple is coming together wonderfully 🥹🥹🥹

AHHHH I FORGOT TO ADD THE TW!!! Life is hard, cancer, growing up too fast, MCD, angst with a happy ending ✨

NOW FOR AN INFO DUMP:

🤍 The adorable blonde is Anna. In the grand scheme of things, she’s the ray of sunshine and endless energy. Anna is dating both boys after they (their entire friend group) met at college. She’s a Neutral Good character, she can be really reallllly petty but she’s got such a kind heart. Anna was kicked out of her home at 16 for being trans, and later on we find out she was adopted into a really dangerous area. Her foster parents are assholes and continue to ignore any kind of contact she wants now that she’s “unholy”. She moved out and immediately fell into the arms of a teacher who’d been gr00ming her for years and “helped” with her transition. (I say “helped” because paying for top surgery isn’t really a noble act when you’re a fucking creep). In college she met all of the other characters, including her two Mains Hazel and Adam. It was a bit of a task to get them to stop fighting over her (like a whole ass fist fight almost happened because Adam does 𝑛𝑜𝑡 back down and Hazels a little hotheaded), but being sucked into the same friend group by association brought the boys close together, and eventually they fall in love too, making the Vee polycule a throuple 🥹🥹🥹 If people thought the two main characters were a slow burn, they were sadly mistaken with these guys 😂.

🤍 She eventually moves to a group of houses clustered together with the eight person friend group they’ve created for themself and you know what? Fuck you, she lives happily ever fucking after with a few minorly traumatizing instances. They start a band because actually why the fuck not when so many of them love to sing and are musically inclined?

🤍 Her relationship with her two Mains is heavily influenced by Die Antwoord, or in other words, she’s their Little. They cherish the hell out of her and she’s very happy, especially having six other partners. It can be a little chaotic with eight people living in close quarters but she couldn’t be more thankful and she deserves it all.

🤍 All jokes aside, Anna is a real huge inspiration to me. She’s been through so much, and she’s living a life she never thought she’d be so lucky to have 🥹

🤍 Age: She’s 24 in this picture

Height: 5’7

Orientation: Bisexual

Favorite color: Rainbow or anything that sparkles.

Alignment: Looks like a cinnamon roll, IS a cinnamon roll

Place in the band: Strong alto, working on her range into soprano

🤍✨Favorite quote: “I don’t need a nap! You guys are 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 my joy!”

💛 HAZELLLLLL 😍😍😍 is the guy with the dreads. His actual name is Artez, but his mother’s maiden name sounds so much like Nutella that everyone consistently mishears or mispronounces it as that, and hence the joke “Hazel��� like “Hazelnut”. Hazel is on the other spectrum of sunny; he likes to look on the bright side. He loves his partners with his life and can be a little protective, but it’s all in good standing with the others. Being a 6’5 black man comes in handy I guess because having trans partners gave him a little sass when it comes to telling people to fuck off and leave his hot partners alone. There’s a running joke that he has to beat people off with sticks, but actually cannot perceive when anyone he’s not close to is flirting with him.

💛 Hazel grew up in a relatively happy home, but his sister was sick for months before they found out she had leukemia. His mother had raised them both alone, so he started picking up the slack around the house. He slept in his sisters room so his mom could get sleep, he’d wash her sheets and help her remember the various invasive appointments and procedures. His mom went off the deep end for a bit trying to bring her health back in ANY way possible. Like any normal 8 year old, this stressed him the hell out. He had a temper that flared all the time at school, and he barely made it out of Middle School without being expelled. His sister died his sophomore year which only served to feed his grief and anger at the world. During that time, the only person who seemed to understand him was his mother and they grew extremely tight knit. She’s referenced or called a couple times in the story, and he visits her whenever they have the free time. Fun fact: his mom met Anna and told her she was so happy to have a daughter again and I cried writing it 😅🥰🥹😍

Hazel met Anna first in college, and of course with their similar personalities, they hit it off. She was bright and silly and everything he’d ever searched for when it came to partying and munches (ifykyk). Unfortunately, another man was sniffing around and he was livid. Of course the man ended up staking his claim on Anna’s right hand, and Hazel (though happily) snatched the left. One girl, two hands, and two boyfriends that hate the fuck out of each other turned into my personal favorite troupe: High Energy Sparkle Princess, Cheerful Jock and Grumpy Little Ball of Darkness.

💛 Age: He’s 25 in this picture

Height: 6’5

Orientation: Bisexual

Favorite color: Yellow

Alignment: Looks like he will unalive you, is a cinnamon roll

Place in the band: Drummer, Bass and Baritone. Think Khalid, Lah Pat, and a lot of Lil Wayne

💛✨ Favorite quote: “Aw, is that what you wanted? You came in here dressed to the nines so I’d call you my princess?”

🖤 SPEAKING OF GRUMPY LITTLE BALLS OF DARKNESS: ADAM!

Now I know what commoners around my page might be thinking, “Wait, isn’t one of the pages alters named that or something? Something with an ‘A’… maybe Adrian? Adonis?” It’s Adam, if you didn’t know and yes.

This character is extremely important to me, very much extremely important. Not that most will care but I just finished a really big part of therapy, and have a more clear vision of a couple of my alters. I put a lot of blood, sweat and tears into this character and Jeanne (my therapist) was so helpful and kind about how taxing it was to bring him out a bit more. Anyways…

🖤 Adam is… well… he’s just built different. No I don’t mean cool necessarily, I just mean he is very much still a mystery to a lot of the characters in the story. He’s wise but he can be silly, he’s responsible but I wouldn’t recommend reading his mind, and he’s nice but I wouldn’t say you should piss him off on purpose either. He’s a lot of things, and the rest of them absolutely adore him despite him being a bossy little dictator– Oh sorry, a “Top-Leaning Dominant”. I believe the phrase, “A freak in the sheets and everywhere else too” would be a fine analysis 😂 He’s mild tempered so he genuinely doesn’t really yell at people, and he’s kind of a pack animal. He prefers and is most comfortable with his polycule and Mains and any other people trying to talk to him makes him extremely uncomfortable. He’s happy where he is and does not wish for anything more.

🖤 (Adam’s backstory has some of mine in it, I’ll admit. Not the first part though 😂) He always knew he was a boy, and when he finally brought it up to his parents they were extremely supportive and fought for him to get everything he’d need to feel comfortable in his skin. He was fulfilled, but unfortunately depression is hereditary. He suffers from Major Depressive Disorder characterized by being okay more often than not and then having a horrible crash that can last anywhere from a day and a half to an entire month of the worst depression one can describe. After a poor coping mechanism goes horribly wrong, he dies at 18.

🖤 Just kidding! They electrocute his ass back to the world of the living and put him in The Grippy Sock Hotel for three months of intensive therapy and med adjustment. During that time his arm is in a sling, but he does his best to actually put in effort despite the supreme “done” feeling in his chest. His parents aren’t allowed to visit because he doesn’t want them to see him like this, but they pick him up and tell him he doesn’t have to hide it anymore.

🖤 His parents tell him about the real college they went to and he shrugs himself into applying there. He’s really shy and anxious at first, but then he meets Anna. Adam has also known he was gay for a long time and never so much as looked once at a girl, but he sees Anna and it’s love at first sight for him. Her rambunctious excitement matches his brooding gothic sensibilities quite nicely. That Bozo hanging out with her is on his hit list until he and Hazel end up getting a very stern talking to by one of their mutual friends about being animals over Anna and it embarrassed him enough to try and be friendly with the stupid asshole constantly smirking at him to royally piss him off. It takes him a very long time to warm up to people, but Hazel manages to annoy his way into his heart and you know the rest.

Age: 24

Height: 5’6

Orientation: Homoflexible

Favorite color: Black and Purple, but mostly black

Alignment: Looks like they might unalive you, will unalive you if its convenient

Place in the band: He can do a lot of everything, but he prefers mixing music or rapping. Think��� NF but not annoying, Yung Gravy but not stupid, and a dash of Lil Wayne (I only say that because he can freestyle and create stories with it, it’s actually really cool)

🖤✨Favorite quote: “The next person to call me an edgelord is going to be edged for however long I feel like.”

art by pandan009 or @screwpinecaprice

oc’s by me, teehee 🖤☠️✨

[bisexual-horror-fan]

Hello bex!

Idk if you elaborated on how you became poly but may i ask what those feelings where exactly?

I dont exactly know what that concept means, i have only heard it on tiktoks about reddit💀

Im sorry if its a loaded question... Im just curious but understand if you dont want to answer

Well sure Anon! I've touched on this before, but hey, I don't mind talking about this again. Bexxx Lore under the cut.

I first started thinking critically about this, like fifteen years ago, literally half my life ago now. I was online and discovered this artist who made this comic that first introduced to the ideas of polyamory, the comic in question was about a married couple opening up to a third and them all being a throuple, I adored it. Furthermore, I had never seen anything like that, I was raised catholic and every person, every movie, show, book, thing, had always preached the idea you are with one person and one person only and anything outside of that is cheating, bad, wrong, impossible.

So to see this, the idea, the very concept that there are other relationship dynamics, that multiple people can be with or not with multiple people in varying ways, all open and honest and communicating? That it was okay? Blew my tiny teenage bi brain wide open.

It felt, I dunno just like right, I felt attached to it very quickly, some part of me just totally clicked into place. I knew I wanted to pursue it.

The idea of polyamory is that you have the capacity for love and care and want to be with more than just one person in a romantic, intimate, and/or physical sense.

So let's jump ahead a bit.

I'm with Mr.Bex, years before he would become Mr.Bex and before we got married. We'd been dating for a while, and he knew about my polyam proclivities and suggested we try doing it. We were both very young, we got together at like 18 and 19, we had known each other a long time, knew we were in it for the long haul but had very little experience outside each other. So we decide to begin our polyam journey.

We talked a lot about ideas, what we wanted, boundaries, and we kept talking about it, and we still talk about it.

Our first experience is with one of our best and closest friends, the eventual MOH at our future wedding, we both started seeing her and it was awesome. It was a FWB thing, and it was so fucking good, it confirmed everything for me, I can do this, I can have multiple complex relationships with different people, get my needs all met without putting all the pressure to satisfy me on one person and the same for Mr.Bex.

We've been with multiple people now, both separately and together, and it's been great. We have been open/polyam for the vast majority of our relationship.

I am just a very open, caring, non-jealous person. I think I have always been poly, I just needed something to tell me it was even an option to wake me up to it.

It just fits me and what I want and need the best.

[spicykat9]

we need more Arthur getting together with a drag francis and a needy germany! both of them! a trouple

They're a good throuple.

Drag Queen Francis my beloved! I actually have an au where he and Arthur are both drag queens. But that's more of a focus on Matthew and his relationship with them though I have considered making GerFruk apart of the au. BUT this isn't about that AU lol.

Anyway. Fran and Art knowing each other since they were children. For awhile they claimed to be sworn enemies, then became fuck buddies in college. Then when they graduated they went their separate ways. Until years later, at a gay club, Arthur runs into a frantic Francis who is set to perform that night but his costume has a terrible tear. Arthur offers to help them, always having a needle and thread on him and being ridiculously fast at sewing. Anyway, after this, they start to reconnect. They still bicker and push each other's buttons but it's more civil. More friendly than they ever had been and both find it surprisingly nice.

Some where along the way they get together officially, Arthur coming to almost all of Fran's performances, becoming known as the old married couple around the bars they frequent.

In comes Ludwig a year or two later. He's a college student, away from home for the first time. Perfect time for self discovery! Except he's freaking out a bit. He comes from a small town, raised by his religious older bro, so when he started to suspect he didn't like girls...he decided to just refuse relationships all together. Until college, where most people are a lot more open to that kind of thing and Gil isn't hanging over his shoulder, he's started to notice men and what he'd like to do with them.

Also don't worry Gil isn't going to be some homophobic asshole. He's got religious guilt yes, but he is also queer and by the time Lud has started embracing his sexuality, Gil has already long come to terms with his

So Ludwig ends up tagging along with his new friends (Feli and Kiku) to one of Francis's drag shows. For some reason, he loses sight of Kiku and Feli so he decides to go sit at the bar, get a drink to calm his nerves and perhaps they'll eventually spot him or he'll spot them.

Arthur spots Ludwig first though and can tell he's nervous. Perhaps Arthur has went through something similar, denying himself for so long and then feeling out of place when finally attempting to embrace it. So he approaches, asks Ludwig if this is his first time in a gay club. Ludwig says yes so Arthur offers to buy him his first drink as a welcome.

Arthur and Fran being in an open relationship, Arthur kind of starts to flirt with Ludwig and Ludwig is flustered, but tries to flirt back because he made a promise to himself he wouldn't hide anymore. And Arthur is kind of his type. A little older, piercings, a quick wit.

Then Fran comes on to do their performance and Arthur tells Ludwig that's his partner. Ludwig is mortified that he's been flirting with a taken man and blames himself thinking he misread Arthur's behaviour. But before Arthur can clarify, Lud finds his friends and disappears.

Arthur doesn't think much of it. Though he enjoyed their chat, he figured he scared him off and he'd never hear from Lud again. Ludwig thinks too much of it.

He goes back to the gay bar to drink his anxiety away and meets Francis, this time out of drag so Ludwig doesn't recognize him. Fran can tell something is up, plus he recognizes Lud as the man Arthur was chatting up a few weeks ago. Ludwig ends up pouring out what's on his mind because he's gone without talking about this and about his sexuality struggles in general. Francis comforts him before he reveals that he's Arthur's partner and they're in an open relationship. And then Fran proceeds to explain what polyamory is and gives Ludwig his and Arthur's numbers saying that maybe they can arrange a date if Ludwig is open to it.

Ludwig sleeps on it and in the end, decides to take Fran up on his and Arthur's invitation, but he wants to tell them in person so he goes to the bar when he know Fran is performing to confess.

With Ludwig verbally saying he feels the same way, Arthur's and Francis's claws are out and they're even more forward in their flirting. And Ludwig just takes everything they give him. The affection, the words of affirmation, the drinks. Feels like a dream.

End of the night, they end up in bed together. Though they're all a little tipsy, Francis and Arthur make sure it's a night Ludwig remembers. Soft, gentle, all their focus on him and Ludwig is wondering the whole time how he got so lucky. Once they get him going, Ludwig's quite needy though he doesn't know exactly what he needs. But luckily Fruk is experienced and ease him into it.

[crimxonwrites]

Billy’s girl | Eddie Munson x fem!reader | part 1 - ❝ Fuck that, fuck Billy.❞

A/N: Hi! This is literally my first fic ever so I am hoping it’s not too bad. !! English is not my first language!! feel free to point out any spelling/grammar mistakes. Thanks ♥ (Eddie is sooo goddamn hot) and yes, I am making this a series.

☇ summary: You are trying to get over your ex-boyfriend’s death by getting high out of your mind. Your plans fail as you realize that you don’t need drugs to forget Billy, you need someone to make you forget.

☇ warnings: drugs, sexual innuendos, mmm some sexual tension, some throuple confusion? TRAUMA, bad coping mechanisms, season 3 spoilers

☇ pairings: eddie munson x fem!reader (ft. clueless Robin and Steve.)

Part 2

დMasterlist

…

“Y/N? Earth to Y/N!” Robin’s raspy voice snaps you out of your trance. “What is going on with you?”

Everything.

“Nothing.” You answer quickly and start picking up the movies and placing them on the shelf in front of you.

Truth is, you are mourning. After everything that happened last summer… You were silently mourning. The events that took place at Starcourt have changed your life. Sure, the idea of another dimension and creatures existing intrigues you, but suddenly losing your almost-boyfriend, Billy, not so much.

You and Billy got close at the beginning of senior year. He’d drive you around the town, get drunk with you and listen to you speak about your passions, dreams and goals. You were in love with him. Not that you knew what love was, but Billy came close to it and besides… Billy was not perfect. Far from it, actually. He wanted all the benefits of dating you but without actually making it official. You two would go to parties together, sure, but he wouldn’t touch you in public. He would not hold your hand; he wouldn’t even wrap his arm around your shoulders. Nothing. And one day, in early summer, he stopped contacting you.

He started a new job as a lifeguard and stopped hanging out with you. The last conversation you two had was when you confronted him by the pool. You were so angry and so, so drunk. Your idea of “confronting Billy” was yelling mean things at him and throwing weak punches. Billy never showed any sign of emotion. He just stood there, watching you. With one last “I hate you”, you left and that was the last time you saw him.

And then Starcourt happened. And Billy died. And you got cold. Very cold.

“Do you know where I can get pot?” You ask Robin, who has been staring at you for the past minutes.

“Pot?” Robin raises her eyebrows. “Are we celebrating anything? Oh my god, did I forget your birthday?”

“Birthday party?” Steve’s voice is coming from behind the register.

With a big frown on your face, you turn to face Steve. “My birthday is in October.” You answer.

“What?” they both ask in unison.

It’s not their fault. You never told them your birthday, how could you? You befriended the two last summer and after the events that happened at the mall, you spent your birthday getting drunk, ugly crying and watching tv in your room.

“Yea…” you pause, watching their surprised faces. “Anyways, can you guys hook me up with someone?”

“There is this weirdo that is hanging around Henderson and Mike. Some D&D fella.” Steve speaks.

“Cool… I’ll drive.” You take Steve’s car keys and start walking towards the door.

“I still can’t believe you never told us your birthday.” Robin adds, following you into the car.

---

“Ah, Harrington, heard a lot about you.” The long-haired boy speaks as he sits down on the wooden bench.

The boy, who introduced himself as Eddie Munson, is wearing a “Hellfire Club” shirt and a denim jacket. He weirdly reminds you of Billy. Except, he is nothing like Billy. Billy wouldn’t smile that often and he would definitely not smile at you like that in public.

“Who are these two beautiful ladies?” Eddie asks and opens his metal tool box, revealing a bunch of green and purple buds.

“Robin and Y/N.” Steve answers.

“I’ll take this.” You pick up the small plastic bag and look up at Eddie. “How much?” you ask.

“Slow down, beautiful.” Eddie stops you and takes the bag out of your hands. “What are you guys? A three-way couple? A throuple?” he asks.

“What?” Steve scuffs.

“No.” Robin laughs nervously.

You roll your eyes and pick up another bag from his tool box. The buds are purple, this time.

“How much?” you ask again, making eye contact with Eddie.

Leaning on his elbows, Eddie’s smile fades as he comes closer and closer to your face. Taken aback by his sudden movement, you lean back. “Do you even know how to roll?” Eddie smiles again and returns to his original position.

You don’t know how to roll.

Why would you? You’ve only started smoking once Billy got in town and you befriended him. He would always roll the joints for you as you watched carefully. As a contribution, he would let you lick the thin paper before lighting it up.

Come to think of it, you have not smoked ever since Billy passed away.

“No.” Robin answers for you.

“Here’s the deal. I will give this…” he picks up the original bag of buds. “And that.” Eddie points towards the bag that you are holding. “For free. And I’ll roll the joints.”

“What’s the catch?” Steve asks. “Come on, you’re not gonna give them to us for free.”

“Ouch!” Eddie gets up suddenly, pretending he just got shot in the heart. “You’re hurting me, Harrington.” He walks over to your side of the table. “The catch is, I get to smoke with the throuple.” He laughs.

“I’m out.” Robin gets up, throwing her hands up in defeat.

“Robin…” You catch her by the wrist. “Stay, please?” you practically beg her. You really need a distraction right now, and you would rather do it with your best friend.

“Yes, Robin, stay.” Steve adds.

Robin sighs and sits back down on the bench.

“Perfect!” Eddie exclaims and sits down, opposite of you.

You hand him the bag of buds and watch him quietly as he starts grinding the weed. His technique is gentler than Billy’s. Eddie mixes the weed with tobacco and rolls it carefully, making direct eye contact with you as he licks the paper.

You wince, giving him a confused look. He smiles and starts working on the other joint. Is he flirting with you? Why is he flirting with you? Doesn’t he know? You’re Billy’s girl.

You were Billy’s girl.

No, you weren’t.

Billy is gone, Billy is dead.

After Billy, you didn’t really think about going out with other guys. You weren’t looking for other guys. Robin and Steve always wondered why you’d never give any guy a chance, but you couldn’t just tell them why. They both hated Billy with every bone in their body. Steve tried his luck with you, but you made it clear that you were not interested. Robin even asked you if you were into girls.

“Would you like to make the honors?” Eddie places a joint between his lips and hands you a lighter.

You light it up and he takes a small puff, handing you the joint. The familiar smell of weed reminds you of the late nights you spent with Billy, smoking in the back of his car.

Fuck that, fuck Billy.

The reason you wanted to get high is to escape him.

You take a puff, inhaling it quickly and holding it for a few seconds before exhaling. You hand the joint to Robin. She takes it and you give her a forced smile.

“Stuff’s good.” You speak, shifting you gaze towards Eddie, who is watching you closely.

“Shouldn’t we smoke in my car? You know… to max out the effect?” Steve speaks and lets out a little cough.

---

Although the car only made you think of Billy at first, the effects of the pot finally started kicking in and you could literally feel your body melt into the car seat. Your vision is a bit clouded but you manage to get the small joint from Robin’s hands. You take another puff.

“It’s dead.” You speak, handing the remaining filter to Eddie, who is sitting in the passenger’s seat.

He pulls the other joint out of his pocket and lights it. “Come here.” He points at you and leans towards the backseat.

You feel like you are on autopilot, so you manage to lift up your body, moving closer to the long-haired boy. He takes a big puff and you can feel the cold rings against your skin as he cups your face. “Open.” Before you know it, your mouth opens and he gets closer, blowing the smoke into your mouth. His lips almost touching yours.

He takes his hands off your face and you immediately sink back in your seat, shakingly exhaling the smoke.

“Should… we give you guys some privacy?” Robin laughs, looking at you and Eddie.

Your brain just registered what happened. Does Eddie like you? Does he do this with every girl? He didn’t do it with Robin. You feel your cheeks heating up and quickly move your gaze to Robin, who is sitting besides you in the backseat. She has a lazy grin on her face.

“So, you are telling me you hang out with these beautiful ladies and you are not dating any of them?” Eddie laughs, looking at Steve.

“I like girls.” Robin speaks making both you and Steve look at her.

You didn’t know if it was the weed, but Robin has not been open with her sexuality with anyone but you and Steve. So, for her to just confess like that makes you worry.

“Yeah uh… I am not dating anyone at the moment.” Steve chuckles nervously before passing the joint to you.

“I’m…” you speak before taking a puff. “I’m Billy’s girl.”

Oh, shit.

Realization hits you after a few seconds. Shit, shit, shit. Speaking before thinking, nice job, Y/N. Both Steve and Robin are now staring at you.

“I mean, I was…” You cover your face with your hands. “I’m single now.”

“Billy? Billy Hargrove?” Steve speaks, raising his voice. “When? How?”

“Why?” Robin adds, freaking out.

“Isn’t the kid dead?” Eddie asks.

You hand the joint to Robin before opening the car door.

After what felt like minutes, you step out of the car, inhaling the fresh air. It’s dark now, and your mind is still fizzy. How are you going to explain to your best friends that you dated the man they hated? You start to feel your knees weaken as panic invades your entire body. It’s not a good time to open up to them. Not now.

You contemplate running away and never talking to them.

Chills run down your spine when you decide to open the car door and sit down.

“Y/N…” Steve speaks, softly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” He adds.

“I’ve never told you guys. I’m sorry.” You apologize.

“Should I give you guys some privacy?” Eddie speaks, emphasizing on the “I”.

“No, no, it’s fine.” You brush it off quickly before you take the joint from his hand. “I don’t want to talk about it.” You take a puff. “Should we listen to some music?”

As Steve turns on the radio, you can’t help but stare at Eddie’s side profile. You also can’t help but replay the previous moment in your head. The way his hands felt against your skin, the way your lips almost touched his, the way your body just obeyed him.

Maybe you don’t need drugs to distract you from Billy. You need someone to make you forget.

[love-toxin]

knowing me, knowing you - eddie munson & steve harrington

plot: new boyfriends eddie and steve overhear jason trying to ask angelface out, and they know they have to rescue you--not just because they're your friends, but because they can't let him steal you away from them and hurt you...even if you're not theirs, yet.

cws: established steddie, hurt/comfort, throuple, tw: homophobia, derogatory use of 'queer', bullying, threats, manipulation, jason's a huge dickhead, protective steve, mild violence, confessions, jealousy, threeway mutual pining, friends to lovers, eddie pov, fem reader.

word count: 2.6k

"...So we should go on a date, then. I'll take you to dinner."

Eddie sidles up quietly against the wall, risking a peek around the corner to check before he waves Steve over. Yep, Wheeler was right–there you are, leaning against the school outside with Jason fucking Carver, who cannot physically get any closer to you without it being considered a felony.

"No shit," Steve pokes his head out over his boyfriend's, whispering incredulously because Eddie knows he can't believe it either. Of course, the one person in the school that they both despise the most is making a move on you. Steve rubs Eddie's shoulder, hoping to soothe him as the two of them watch from their position of relative safety.

"Um, aren't you…aren't you and Chrissy..?" Jason shakes his head at you, but he's still smiling like he's still got it all under control.

"Nah, she…I heard she's been sleeping around. So I dumped her–girls like that aren't worth it. Not like you."

"That's not true!" Eddie whispers–he knows Chrissy, she's a sweet girl, and she definitely dumped him because he made one too many awful comments about her appearance. What a fucking liar. But he maybe says it a touch too loudly, because Jason's brow raises and just as he turns to look around, Steve grabs Eddie by the collar and yanks him back around the wall to hide. But once they hear you start talking again, they both slowly sneak a peek once more, knowing that Jason's eyes will be on you and you alone.

"Thank you, uh, I'm flattered, but…"

"But? Is there a but? C'mon, just one date." Such a pushy bastard, it's annoying enough to Eddie, but looking up he can see that Steve's practically got steam coming out of his ears. You fidget with your sleeve, the bag slung over your shoulder swaying as you do so while you try not to look him directly in the eye. "You're so cute when you get shy. C'mon, babe."

Oh, that "babe" is almost enough for Eddie to go fucking berserk, and he can feel that Steve is feeling the same–but they both agreed not to intervene unless it was totally necessary. They might be totally whipped for you, but they're not your babysitters and they both know that if they start acting like it, you'll just end up resenting them. Plus, the three of you are good friends right now, and you're one of the very few that doesn't think them dating is weird or somehow related to the devil, so to mess that up would result in a lot of nights moping around and watching sad movies in each other's laps that neither of them are emotionally prepared for at the moment.

"Y'know, we could even do some more stuff if you wanted…a little birdie told me that you have yet to lose something." You look scared. This is nowhere near good. Steve's hand digs into his shoulder, hard.

"Um…I-I…"

"It's okay to be inexperienced, babe. I can show you how to do it…show you how to make love. You can trust me–even if that's all you want, I'll let you use me for it." How manipulative can he be? Eddie knows there's no way you would ever do something like that, but he can also see now that Jason really just wants to get into your pants. Figures, he doesn't deserve your kindness or any part of you, so he's just scraping to get whatever he can, like a rat–and it gets worse when Jason starts touching your face, trying to get you to look at him. Steve quietly growls a "don't" from above him, kind of like a dog getting territorial. It's kinda hot, if he's being honest…focus. He has to focus.

"I'm not a virgin,"

You finally breathe, your eyes flicking up to meet the blond's whose hand is still on your chin.

"And you're not my type. Sorry." You gently push his hand away, and wait with shaky hands for him to back off. But both Eddie and Steve's anger increases when he just dips his face closer to you, almost like he's gonna kiss you–Eddie has to put a hand on Steve's chest to stop him from lunging forward, whispering a "Stevie, calm down!" quiet enough that neither you nor Jason notice while you're in your own little world.

"What do you mean by that? Explain it to me, so I can understand." His voice is low, but angry, fury simmering just below the surface like he's close to blowing up. But if he thinks he can just intimidate you into doing what he wants, then he's got another thing coming.

"What…What is there to explain? You're a bully. You're cruel. I saw what you did to Gareth's hand," Your brow furrows–god, you're so pretty when you're mad–and Eddie finds himself breathless as you raise your hand to your chest and push him, just hard enough for Jason to take a step back with an incredulous look on his face. "And you're always calling my friend a freak."

"Who, Munson? He is a freak! Why would you even want to be friends with someone like him? You're too good for that."

"No, I'm too good for you." Jason just shakes his head in disbelief, a scoff on his lips. Eddie's chest is so tight, heart beating so fast at the protectiveness in your voice as you say his name. "Eddie's my friend. He's sweet, and he would do anything for his friends. He's nothing like you–and that's why I like him."

You like him. He's on cloud nine right now, he wouldn't even notice if the world was ending. All his dreams are coming true, even if he never imagined Jason would be involved with them at all.

"You like that queer? Are you fucking serious?"

"Shut up! You're a cunt, Jason!" You shove him again, hard this time, your words spit with venom and your fists shaking with anger. But he's so proud of you for stepping away, you're so mature, and you don't even look back at him as you start walking towards the side of the building where they're hiding–until you stop suddenly, and Eddie realizes that Jason's grabbing you by the wrist to drag you back to him.

"You do not walk away from me, you understand that?!"

"Let go of me! I'm gonna tell-" Jason slaps a hand over your mouth, and yanks you close enough that your faces are only a few inches from each other. Too close.

"Who's gonna believe you?" Your eyes widen, and it is far past the last straw. Steve is shouldering past him and dashing towards the scene before Eddie even realizes he's gone from his side.

"Hey!"

With the kind of strength that befits a former high school athlete, Steve runs up and wedges himself between you two so he can shove Jason off, breaking his grip and sending him stumbling back while your friend stands protectively over you. You look a little dazed, confused, but when Eddie hustles over to take your arm in his and soothe you, it sets in that you're safe and you gladly melt into his embrace. You're so warm, and you're scared, but…he just can't help thinking about how soft you feel against his chest.

"You touch her again, and I'll make sure you regret it."

"The fuck are you doing here, Harrington?" Jason spits, flushed and clearly jumped up from getting interrupted. Eddie doesn't even want to think about what would have happened if Wheeler hadn't tipped them off, what Jason might have done to you if they weren't here–but if he somehow wasn't sure before that he always wants to be there for you, then he absolutely does now.

"Oh, y'know, hanging out. Seeing some old friends. Defending pretty girls against creepy douchebags. Whatever strikes my fancy." Jason's eyes slide over to Eddie, who feels and probably looks a lot braver with Steve in between them. He can feel you tense up against him when Steve says that, and he pulls his arms tighter around you to hug you closer. It's relieving to feel that you're comfortable with him, enough that you're clinging to his jacket and subtly nuzzling even deeper into him.

"What was that you said, again? 'Who's gonna believe you'? I think the school counselor would love to hear that. Probably would have to let the basketball coach know, though. And you can say bye bye to the rest of the season." Steve sounds so confident when he's ripping him apart, it's honestly kind of…well, it's not something you might find attractive, but Eddie certainly does, and by the awed look in your eyes he can sense that you feel the same. "Gimme a reason, dude, cause I would love to kick your ass right now."

Jason looks between all three of you, frustrated and wounded by the blow Steve's managed to deal him, but the intensity only lasts a couple seconds. Because before long, he's made his choice, and he brushes you all off and stalks away with his hands shoved in the pockets of his letterman jacket.

"Oh, Jason! Almost forgot!" Both you and Eddie are surprised to see him actually stop and turn his head when Steve calls out to him, his glare violent enough that all three of you can almost feel the holes burning through you. "You ever get near my boyfriend again, or Hellfire, or her, I'll rip you many, many new ones. You just gimme the word, big boy."

Jason says nothing, just spits, and gives all three of you the finger which Steve gladly returns before he turns and disappears through the door into the school. By the time Steve moves to walk back towards you two, Eddie's loosened his hug to let you slip out, but you're still clutching at his arm like it's a pier in a storm.

"Don't be scared, honey. You're okay." Steve affectionately rubs your head, ruffling your hair a bit in the process. But he's a lot more gentle than when he does it to Dustin or the other kids, careful, and fortunately so when you've still got such a disturbed expression.

"I..I thought he was gonna.."

"He won't. Stevie's got us–look how strong he is." Eddie smiles over at you, and rubs the hand you've got gripping his sleeve so you can feel his rings against your skin.

"Did you, um…I don't know how much you heard of that.."

"Well, we got to hear you call him a cunt. That was fun." Your eyes turn back to Eddie, big and doe-like, and god, there's rarely been a time he's wanted to kiss you more than he does right now. "...And I heard what you said about me."

Fear strikes across your face, and you quickly avert your gaze from him like it's too much to even meet his eyes. He hates how shaky you still are, even when the danger has passed–he never wants you to be afraid of him, scared of what he's gonna say next. Ever.

"I-I…Eddie, I…I don't want to ruin what we have. And I…Steve, I'm sorry I-" Your voice is trembling, and even though your head is turned away he can clearly tell you're on the brink of tears. But that's when Steve pipes up, a hand brushing your cheek as he guides you to look up at him.

"You had a crush on me, right?" You stutter, taken aback by his query, but he just keeps going. "You were younger, I remember. I was a senior. You used to wear your hair like,"

He motions around his head, trying to charade his way into describing it before his hands land on his hips.

"Like that. It was cute."

Eddie knows you're not nearly as close with Steve–you would definitely be considered friends, but you mostly know Harrington through him and you haven't spent much time together alone. Before they started going out, that fact would relieve him. He didn't even know that you and Steve knew each other before you all started hanging out.

"Listen, Eddie's not gonna say it, but he likes you. And I like you. And from what I can tell, you might feel the same. So," He raises both hands up to show he's being vulnerable, and steps around you to stand closer to Eddie's side. "If you don't, that's totally cool. We can pretend none of this happened–but if you do, and you don't mind sharing, well…we can stop running after you like lost puppies to make sure you're okay."

You're speechless, clearly. Your eyes dart from one boy to the next, searching for some sign that they're gonna burst into laughter and admit that it was all an elaborate prank. But all Eddie does is keep stroking your hand, until you slowly release it from his jacket and let him take hold of it.

"Is…this really happening? This isn't a dream, right?" You're the one who's incredulous now, and the two of them look between each other as a spark of fear ignites. It's just now occurring to Eddie and his boyfriend both that they might have made a huge mistake by saying this right now.

"I…y'know what, now I'm thinking this might have been a bad time to say all that. I'm sorry, I just, seeing you scared like that-"

"Did you mean it?" You interrupt Steve's near-frantic babbling, your eyes now intense in a way that Eddie has to mentally slap himself to not find as incredibly hot.

"Well yeah, of course. We mean it, right Eds?"

"Damn right." You look between the two of them. Are you still questioning, he wonders? Will you walk away, thinking they were liars this whole time, just waiting for a chance to make fun of you?

"Do you…wanna get some dinner?" Only now does your question come out as meek, soft, just like the absolute goddess that first came to Eddie to ask if you could get something from the theatre while Hellfire club was in session. He still remembers that day so fondly, the way the club members teased him for how gently he spoke to you and how he paused the game for a whole ten minutes just to explain what they were doing to you. And the first time you got frustrated with him, yelled at him for something stupid he did that he doesn't even remember anymore, and how whipped he realized he was when he witnessed how forceful you were when you were worried about him.

"Oh, like…now?" Steve's voice breaks him from his reverie, he didn't even realize he was staring at you, or that your eyes flicked over to stare right back.

"Yeah." You bite your lip. Mercy.

"Yes," Eddie sighs, his eyes totally fixated on you, like he's already lovesick. "Anywhere you want. I'll pay for yours."

"Think again, Munson. Keep your money, I'll cover everyone's. C'mon, beautiful." He snaps his fingers in front of Eddie's face to bring him back to reality, drawing a giggle out of you in the process as he loops an arm around your waist and leads you away towards his car. He might have been left behind, if he wasn't still holding your hand–you give him a tug to pull him along with you, and he hurries up to walk on your opposite side from Steve.

It might be impossible to tell what's gonna happen next, what you're gonna say when you all sit down at a booth at the diner and have the conversation that he's been waiting so long to have–but it doesn't matter, none of it does. Because all those nights of lying awake with Stevie and talking to each other about you, about how perfect it would be to pull you into their little universe with them…now, it might be possible for it to all come true. There's a chance. And that's more than either of them could ever ask for from an angel like you.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🪶Being Karasuno's Manager 🪶

Polyship with Asahi and Nishinoya

Asahi Azumane and Nishinoya Yu x Female Manager

Warnings:Swearing, polyship (i kept it PG)

AN: This is an Anon request!

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Hear me out ⏸️

Not the most compatible of couples for you YN

Capricorn and Libra don't really mesh well

but ✋️ BUT

I think if anyone can make it work, it would be these two

Seriously tho, Noya and Asahi are such a great team

They work well together, don't really get jealous of one another and their personalities are compatible

Noya is outgoing and strong-willed

While Asahi is more reserved and well mannered

So of course, they would both be attracted to you 😅

You are a mixture of them both YN

You can be loud and outspoken but also calm and collected

That's how your friendship begins

You are one of the only people who can chill Noya out and encourage Asahi

Please you totally help Asahi with his serves and Noya with his receives daily

You guys are like a power team ✊🏻

After you practice, you often hang out and eat together

Seriously it's lile two parents taking their kid to a restaurant

You and Asahi being mom and dad

And of course Noya being well... Noya 🤣

You being out the best in both of them 🥰

Surprisingly, that's what attracts both of them to you

Noya needs someone to calm him while Asahi needs someone to bring him out of his shell

Never fear, YN is here 🙌🏻

Now, both of their crushes on you start immediately

It's just that Noya is way more blunt about it than Asahi is

Noya will go out of his way to ensure you pay attention to him

Meanwhile, Asahi will just watch from the sidelines and wait patiently

You have a huge crush on both of them 😍

But you can't see living with one and not the other

It's like peanut butter and jelly

You can't have one without the other

Ok you can but for this purpose you can't 🤣

Anyways, dating starts out kind of slow

Both guys start to show interest in you

And at first, you think you'll just see which one you like more

But alas, you like them both 😭

When you tell them this, it's an easy solution for Noya

"Well then date us both"- Noya

You and Asahi 👉🏻 👁👄👁 whet-

"I mean, I like you Asahi and you like me and we both like YN!"- Noya

I mean the math maths so like 👍🏻😅

Seriously tho 👀 as a throuple you three are unstoppable

It's a bit awkward at first but you guys get the hang of it soon enough

There's also no keeping it a secret because Noya is going to blab to everyone

"Hey Suga, did you know Asahi and I are both dating YN?"- Noya ✨️👄✨️

"Uhhh I didn't but good for you"- Suga

"As long as you dumbasses don't mess around during practice I have no problem with it"- Daichi

"Don't wordy YN I wasn't talking about you. You're perfect"- Daichi

As it should be 💅

"Don't worry Daichi I'll keep them on track"- you

"Yeah YN will spank our asses if we get out of hand. Right YN?"- Noya

"I absolutely will not be doing that"- You

It's going to be chaotic Yn

But nothings more chaotic than tournaments 👀

Especially if you are Karasuno

Like they seem to be a magnet 🧲 for all things bad luck

So it's not a surprise when you and Yachi are up in the crowd and you hear some guys from another team talking

"Man Karasuno just can't get in it today"

"Yeah. That little libero and big scary #4 really aren't playing well at all"

Oh no they DID NOT 👏🏻

Your head whips to glare at the boys are are watching the game

Meanwhile our YN is shooting freaking laser beans from her eyes

"Yn just ignore them"- Yachi

Too bad those boys have a dead wish 🙃

"Man out again!! That #4's serve is hard but he can't even get it in bounds!"

"Yeah and even if he could, it's not like their Libero could even dig up a return"

Yachi is panicking now 😵

🔥 👄 🔥- you

"What did you say about my boys?"- you, stomping up to the guys

"What? About Karasuno?"- stupid boy #1 asks

"No about Santa! Yes you imbecile!"- you, now dramatically raising your voice

In fact, two certain people in particular can hear you 👂🏻

"How DARE you talk about my boyfriends like that!! Asahi and Noya are two of the best players on Karasuno, if not two of the best players here! You got alot of nerve talking about them when you ate up here sitting on your high horse"- you

Yachi is now training to contain you

Asahi and Niya are staring at you 👁👄👁

"Look lady we are sorry!"- idiot #2

"You better be! And if I ever, and I mean EVER catch you talking about my boys again, I'll hunt you down!"- you, walking away pissed off 🚶‍♀️ 😤

Pls Noya and Asahi are on their game after that

You lit a fire under them YN

No balls will touch that floor on Karasuno's side

Asahi will channel his inner Ushiwaka and probably dent the floorboards 😅

After the match, you run down to hug your boys

Noya leaps into your arms and Asahi patiently waits for Noya to chill

"YN I'm going to need you to do that at all our games ok?"- Daichi

"Can do sir"- you, smiling and hugging your boys 😍

[thatfanficstuff]

Human - Elijah x reader x Klaus

Throuple - Elijah x Reader x Klaus

Warnings: nope, light flangst

A/N: Celebration Summer #28. First Prompt was Person A gets upset and only Person B can calm them. Second Prompt is in bold below.

***

Of all the issues that came with dating two of the Original brothers, the one that bothered you the most was their new found reluctance to allow you to help with their problems. After all, you’d proven yourself again and again before you were in a relationship with them. You weren’t suddenly weak because you fell in love with them. Human you may be, but you’d been trained to fight the supernatural and had more than a few tricks up your sleeve.

The latest issue was witches. Witches operating in a cemetery vampires couldn’t enter without invitation. But you could, and had, in fact, already come up with a plan to bring the coven down. Elijah had readily seen the logic of what you proposed. While he didn’t like to see you in danger, he knew you were capable of doing what needed to be done. Nik, however, had you pulling your hair out.

“I said no,” he yelled as he glowered at you. The others in the room just watched the two of you, used to this particular dynamic. Niklaus was short tempered at the best of times. You were more than used to him yelling when he wasn’t going to be able to get his way. Once he had it out of his system, he’d calm down, hug you and apologize. Yes, it wasn’t the healthiest relationship, but normally it wasn’t really you he was yelling at and you knew that. Frankly, you weren’t certain the hybrid was capable of being in a perfectly healthy relationship.

You sighed. “I don’t understand why you won’t see the logic here, Nik. If I don’t go in, who will? You know I’m good at getting in and out without being seen. Why won’t you just let me help?” Your volume had risen in your annoyance, but you were far from yelling.

He leaned forward until he was inches from your face. “Because you don’t help. You are human and fragile and will only serve to be a distraction as you normally are.”

Pain slammed through you with his words. Perhaps they wouldn’t have hurt so much if he hadn’t been acutely aware that you feared being in the way more than anything. Of being useless. “Oh.” Your voice broke as tears pooled in your eyes.

Nik’s gaze immediately softened. “Wait, love. I didn’t mean—”

You held up a hand to cut him off. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll just go. You can go back to your planning once I’m gone.”

With that, you hurried from the room, ignoring your name being called behind you. “Nicely done, Niklaus,” you heard Elijah snap before he raised his voice. “I’ll see you home, elskling.”

***

You had hoped that once Elijah saw you home, he would leave. You should have known better. So, instead of being alone to cry over Nik, you were sat in your other boyfriend’s lap. Your head laid against his shoulder and his head was on top of yours. Hot tears ran down your cheeks. Elijah let you sit in silence while his hand caressed your spine.

“I only wanted to help.” Your voice caught several times as you spoke which only had you crying again. “I’m sorry.”

He made soothing noises and kissed your forehead. “There is nothing to be sorry for, sweetling. Niklaus is in the wrong here. You may be human but you are neither fragile nor in the way.”

You sniffed and wiped tears away as best you could.

He made a humming noise as if he just thought of something. “You are incredibly distracting, however. I can’t seem to keep my eyes, or my hands, off you when you’re in the room.”

That had you smiling just a little as you laughed softly.

“There’s my girl.” He placed his hand beneath your chin to tilt your head back and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips.

“Love you, ‘Lijah,” you whispered as you laid your head back on his shoulder.

“I love you, too, sweetling.”

A few minutes later, a knock sounded at your door. You glanced up at your boyfriend to find him glaring at the door. He patted your thigh as he shifted out from underneath you. “Stay here. I’ll get it.”

You could see the door from where you sat, but you couldn’t see into the hall. Elijah kept one hand on the door and the other in his pocket as he frowned at your visitor. “Why are you here? Haven’t you done enough?”

Of course, it was Nik.

“I know I’m an idiot. I hardly need you to remind me.” Nik’s voice drifted to you, bitterness heavy in his tone.

A laugh escaped you, both at his words and how despondent he sounded. He might be an idiot, but at least he was your idiot.

The hybrid tried to peek in the door when he heard you and Elijah shifted his stance so he was blocking his view. “Can I see her?” Nik asked.

Elijah glanced over to you. When you nodded in answer, he rolled his eyes which only had you smiling again. He returned the gesture before facing his brother. “If you make her cry again, I will not be forgiving,” he said and stepped out of the way.

Nik hurried into the apartment and knelt in front of you. His hand cupped your cheek. “I am so sorry, love. I didn’t mean any of it. I mean, you are a distraction but not the way I implied.”

You smiled. “Yes, I had that conversation with your brother already.”

He smirked though it quickly fell. “Forgive me? Please?”

Your smile dropped as well and you swallowed past the lump in your throat. “You hurt me, Nik.”

His laid his forehead against yours. “I know. I have no excuse. I’m sorry.”

You took a deep breath and leaned your head against the back of the couch. “I’ll forgive you on two conditions.”

He lifted a brow and looked over his shoulder to Elijah who shrugged. He had no idea what you wanted. Nik put his attention back on you. “Okay, love. Let’s hear it.”

“First,” you said and held up a finger, “you let me help with the witches.”

His jaw tightened but he said nothing as he ran his eyes over your face.

“You know I’m the only one you trust to go in there without you,” you pressed.

Finally, he sighed and gave a nod. “You’re right. We’ll discuss the details later.”

You grinned and held up a second finger to join the first. “Two, we go back to your house. My bed isn’t big enough for the three of us.”

That had both men smiling wide. Nik leaned forward and captured your lips with his. “I think that can be arranged,” he said when he pulled away.

You walked back to the house flanked by the loves of your life, your hands wrapped tightly in theirs.