#Poly Inner Soldiers

[phoenixcatch7]

Deep in my ff7 rereads so here are my favourite fandom fics, hands down.

End as you mean to begin <- 130k+ of time travelling cloud parenting the remnants, seeking asylum in a war torn wutai to keep all four of them out of shinras hands while sephiroth is absolutely Going Through It in midgar. Great Genesis characterisation and cloud mothering his way to an international incident. Bonus gender hijinks, hilarious misunderstandings and zack. Unfinished.

The fear of falling stars <- 500k+ and soon to be completed. Cloud and insane!Sephiroth time travel back to their shinra days and I cannot emphasise enough how much cloud is Not Doing Well. Gorgeous wordplay and top tier banter. Utterly unhinged blood enemies to ??? to ?????? to lovers sefikura. It's E rated and probably the tensest I've ever been reading fic lol, it is not lighthearted! But it's incredibly well written and the characters are phenomenal (zack my beloved) so if you've got strong nerves (and like a quarantine pairing) I'd definitely recommend it.

Voice of the gods <- 170k+ of almost idyllic gods and avatars au. Slow, soft and full of world building, it's a lovely relaxing read of cloud getting anointed the envoy of sephiroth, god of war, and slowly growing into his role and joining the ranks of envoy. Lots of side characters take larger roles here, and sephiroth himself is a darling without losing his sharpest edges. Unfinished.

I CAN FIX HIM (series) <- possibly my favourite sephiroth characterisations ever. 130k and growing of pure shaking this man like a doll in a perfect mix of almost delirious crack and gutting angst (often both at once!). Very good writing, every single funny moment hits like a truck and keeps building until you're choking with laughter. Bonus points to ROADTRIP! for being utterly, utterly insane. I cannot emphasise enough just how GOOD every single character and their dynamics are written.

Just anything ff7 written by AimeeLouWrites, if you've been in this fandom for any length of time you'll have heard of her. Great concepts, great executions and aus for DAYS.

Five hearts to make him whole <- 130k+ of time/dimension travelling cloud getting sent to a world of soulmates - and his alternate self bagged all four soldier firsts. Alternate cloud also died violently a few years ago and boy did those soulmates (not) take it well. Our cloud, of course, was not read in on any of this. Shout out to the emotional support chocobo! Unfinished?

Shall I find rest <- another soulmate agszc (?) dimension cross but this one is 100k+ of post AC cloud and Tifa waking up and deciding to make it everyone else's problem. They're so done with all the drama. Bamf nibel duo to the end and Tifa is the mvp. Unfinished.

Advanced release <- 250k+ and it's sephiroth receiving the original game in a strange packet that appeared in his room. It spirals into a messy and painful exposure of conspiracy, lies and inevitable tragedy. Video game logic is a running gag and zack remains the only actually stable person in the whole sorry mess but he's also Having a Terrible Experience. Really well written!!! Unfinished.

On broken wings <- 160k+ of pure post AC sephiroth redemption from his pov. Him struggling to find his place in a new world and experience real human connection evolves into MOOGLE EMBASSY need I say more?? Unfinished.

With Great Power Comes Meddling Fucking Gods <- 470k+! Poly WEAPON cloud gets yoinked back to the past (feat agzs), dies for a few days and misses his family SO bad but he is determined to change the future for the better. Probably the most healthy and mature cloud ever lol. Unfortunately for him, insane!sephiroth is pulling a inner hollow and gaia herself isn't talking. If you like symbolism, whoo boy!! The dream sequences are a DOOZY (and drowning in eroticism). Wonderfully written, the divide between sane!sephiroth and his counterpart is really cool to see. E rated at times but it's absolutely DELIGHTFUL and WEAPON cloud is such a treat. And I cannot emphasise enough the symbolism. Zackkura (kinda) and slow burn! Unfinished.

A brand need not be seen <- 180k+ in a world of soulmates where the four firsts have clouds name on their wrists. Trooper cloud is tentatively, desperately hopeful. Then a smoking hot op af adult cloud appears, with no names on his wrists at all. It's a really cute flirty fic despite covering shinra politics, identity crises, huge self worth issues, lots of trauma, and finding your own place in the world. Unfinished.

Memory's struggle <- 250k+ of cascading time travel. Basically everyone goes back, which goes great XD. Everyone... Except cloud. I read this a while ago but I do remember poor cloud just getting loved and spoiled by literally everyone and freaking out about it lmao. He was so confused! Unfinished.

[yamino]

When I discovered Sailor Moon (the show, not the character) as a queer teenager, the moment I found out about Sailor Neptune and Sailor Uranus, they had my heart. On the other hand, it seems like the Inner Scouts speak more to you. I was wondering if you could talk a bit about what appeals to you about the Inners? I've been curious about this for ages but every time I tried to ask, it always sounded so confrontational, like JUSTIFY WHY YOU LIKE MERCURY AND NOT NEPTUNE NOW, NOW! For the record, I think the Inners are awesome as well (especially Mercury ♥ 🌊) and I'm just interested in hearing different perspectives.

When I was a young teen and first got into Sailor Moon, I was also obsessed with Uranus and Neptune! I drew so much art of them and they were extremely formative for me as a young queer person desperate for representation.

As I have revisited the fandom now in my mid 30's, I'm still enamored with HaruMichi, but I have also become a lot less interested in monogamous ships, in general. After a while, it feels repetitive and predictable. When it comes to poly ships, they are all so situationally and emotionally unique, that makes them extremely interesting and challenging to me to write.

I've also grown a lot more fond of the main characters (aka the inner senshi) because I neglected them most of my childhood in favor of focusing soley on HaruMichi.

I think there's an amazing potential for a very interesting poly ship with the inner senshi, especially as they all basically exist to love/protect one person, their princess. (Although admittedly, Usagi is my least favorite and the least interesting to me, lol.) I like all the different dynamics they have with each other one-on-one and as a unit.

I'm particularly interested in the ships that barely get any attention. Back in my day, Inners-shipping was basically a free-for-all with no one ship dominating the others.

But when it comes to Inners ships, fandom these days is basically just Reinako and MakoAmi, which is fine but not super compelling to me compared to their much more layers and complex group dynamic. I'm particularly interested in the one-on-one dynamics that get slept on in favor of the focus on Reinako/Makoami, like... what about Mina/Mako? Rei/Ami? A Rei sandwich between Usagi and Mina?

Romance/shipping aside, there's so much to dive into with their shared experiences and trauma. Child soldiers who have died for each other, over and over and over. Through multiple lifetimes, even. That kind of bond is compelling.

As for HaruMichi, I am actually planning a comic about them with my wife right now, potentially to become a series of short comics about the Outers family. Rather than focusing on HaruMichi as a couple, I really like thinking of them in terms of the whole family with Hotaru as their adopted kid and Setsuna being a co-parent (and who knows... maybe more?)

[runekirikjartan]

Aledolfo + Valeria Thoughts Pre-MW2 Campaign.

Alejandro, Rodolfo and Valeria were in a poly-relationship prior to Valeria deciding she was okay with working for La Araña.

Rodlofo understood why Valeria did it, but that doesn't mean he forgives her for what the betrayal and disappearance did to Alejandro.

The initial disappearing act Valeria pulled actually caused Alejandro and Rodolfo to take a break from each other-

Alejandro chose anger and violence, often spending time in the gym on base than with Rodolfo.

Anger brought Rodolfo nothing but pain when he was younger so he chose to withdraw instead and focus on his work instead.

They forgot how to make time for each other.

It took one of them almost dying (Alejandro) to get their asses back into gear and to realize they were still in love with each other.

After Alejandro recovered Rudy drove them out to the safehouse where Rodolfo set up a ladder and got both he and Alejandro up onto the roof to watch the sunset, home cooked food in a basket and a bottle of tequila that they promised to open when they retired.

Alejandro's biggest fear is giving an order that'll get Rodolfo killed during a mission; dying on a mission is expected, their line of work isn't safe, but there's a difference between someone getting a lucky shot and Alejandro being the one who instructed Rodolfo to his death.

Rodolfo's biggest fear is that something will drive Alejandro back into that state where anger and violence were the only things on his mind.

Missing Valeria:

Alejandro may have been closer to her as a friend, but Rodolfo still mourns her deeply as a lover. She had understood him in a way that Alejandro didn't, never picked on his quiet focused anger, or teased him when he didn't feel like being talkative or friendly.

Alejandro doesn't know whether or not she'll survive their next meeting if Rodolfo isn't there to mediate, the betrayal makes him feel like shit, why weren't they good enough, why wasn't being good, good enough? When did Valeria decided that they, and Las Almas deserved to burn?

Rodolfo dreams about her sometimes and gets upset when he wakes, then feels guilty about it because he doesn't want to burden Alejandro with thoughts about her.

Alejandro wonders what would've happened if they weren't soldiers and if the three of them would still be together.

Rodolfo had rings for them both, expensive things he'd spent a portion of his savings on, the band on Alejandro's is thick and black, inlaid with two gems, one the colour of valeria's eyes, another the colour of his own. The matching set for Valeria is similar in concept, a diamond flanked by smaller gems of the same colours, her eyes swapped for Alejandro's.

They sit forgotten underneath the floorboards in a safehouse that they don't use anymore. (Alejandro doesn't know about them).

some bonus headcanons under the cut-

Valeria headcanons:

Alejandro had wormed his way into her heart, past all her defenses without even being phased by them. She hates that she felt so deeply for them.

She takes her coffee the same way Rodolfo has it because he always made it so nice- it reminds her of him.

Rodolfo had been kind to her even before their relationship when he didn't like her, a part of her misses him dearly, even if she knows he will not forgive her.

She has one of Alejandro's old cufflinks where it fell into her things while she was packing.

She has a series of polaroid pictures that Rodolfo took of her and Alejandro tucked away; she hates that she and Alejandro look so in love.

Rodolfo made her a crocheted blanket one day in winter when she complained it was cold and she still uses it even without them warming her sides.

Occasionally she remembers that she was jealous of the devotion Rodolfo gives, always steady and present, then she remembers that Rodolfo had also offered her the same when they were together.

[NSFW] The most memorable thing Rodolfo left her was a set of teeth prints on her inner thigh when he was eating her out.

She thinks Alejandro is far too good of a man to ever be a part of the cartel, and she never would've asked it for him.

[sailoreuterpe]

Your second favorite Sailor Moon ship lol

How dare you make me quantify my favorites, lol! My second favorite Sailor Moon ship at the moment is poly Inners, so have two songs! Whether as friends or lovers, the Inner Soldiers all have special and unique bonds with each other. (I usually throw Mamoru into the mix as a metamour, but he's off on a retreat or something, lol).

[urmommies--girl]

Sweating in the Sheets - N.R x B.B x reader

Pairing: Soft Dom! Natasha Romanoff x reader x Hard Dom! Bucky Barnes

Warnings: smut, titty sucking, fingering, heavy degradation, mommy and daddy kink, vaginal penetration, oral (F receiving), way too many pet names, threesome, established poly relationship, ddlg content, thigh slapping, praise kink, orgasm denial,

Words: 1.2k

A//N: I can't believe i haven't reposted this yet it was my first fic to ever blow up

You lay fully naked on Bucky’s bed while his hands moved up and down your body— Your head rested on Natasha’s lap while she stroked your hair back lovingly, “Don’t tease, Buck. She’s been so good for us.” Natasha hummed, the super soldier rolled his eyes before grazing the pads of his fingers over your clit— you gasped and reached up to grab the back of Natasha’s neck desperately, “Mommy-“ you whined, She smiled and pecked your lips, “Tell Daddy what you want.” She instructed, your eyes flicked down to the male between your legs; “Please daddy. Want your mouth.” You begged, he raised an eyebrow, “Where do you want my mouth, Doll?” He asked, “M-my pussy.” You whimpered, Bucky dipped his tongue to your clit, experimentally. “There, sweetheart?” He hummed, you nodded quickly and released a loud moan, your hands flying to Bucky’s hair.

His tongue lapped through your slit deliciously, “Oh- Mommy-“ You moaned, tugging at Natasha’s shirt, “What do you want, baby?” She questioned with a soft smile, “Want- Mhm-“ You panted heavily— Bucky pulled away much to your dismay and slapped the inside of your thigh; “Tell her what you want, slut.” He spat, you whimpered, “M-mommy- wanna- wanna suck on your- p-pretty titties.” You sniffled, Natasha petted your face softly before grabbing the hem of her shirt.

Before she managed to get it over her head, Bucky stopped her, “Make her beg.” He sneered, a greedy smirk evident on his face, your eyes widened and you looked up to Natasha for support but she had an expecting grin on her face as well— you had no issue with begging but you weren’t exactly sure what you were actually begging for; the words you’d said before had faded completely out of your mind. “P-please mommy. Please, wanna be good- wanna-“ You begged incoherently but interrupted by Bucky’s fingers sliding into your waiting hole— Natasha removed her shirt above you while you were distracted by Bucky’s fingers consistently penetrating your vagina.

Natasha brought your attention back with a light tap on the side of your face, your glossy eyes connected with her green ones before you looked down at her bare chest, your pupils going wide with excitement; finally she closed the distance between you and her breasts, to which your mouth latched around her breasts, sucking gently.

Bucky’s fingers left your hole much to your dismay as you whined in protest— another sharp hit landed on the inner flesh of your thigh, “Don’t whine. It’s pathetic.” Bucky sneered, “You know, you don't even deserve my cock, fuckin’ bitch”, Bucky discarded his belt somewhere before pulling both his boxers and pants down at the same time. Your heart rate picked up with both fear and anticipation but you refused to let go of Natasha’s breasts.

He lined his cock up with your entrance and pumped himself a few times— “Go easy on her Buck. She's done so good!" Natasha both warned Bucky and praised you.

"she has done good, hasn’t she?" He smiled sinisterly, “She’s a good little slut.” His hips rammed into yours in one swift motion, his cock gliding through your wet folds with ease.

His thrusts were rough and hard and his pace was quick and brutal. You reached up to grab Natasha’s breasts for support and comfort. As soon as Bucky caught what you were doing, he laughed menacingly, “Why don't you make mommy feel good too? Let her ride your slutty face. You’d fuckin’ love that wouldn’t you?" He taunted— You whine as Natasha forces you to pull away from her breasts— she didn’t take her nipples away from you without leaving a gift first; leaving a soft kiss on your nose before lifting herself up and pressing her pussy above your open mouth.

Natasha began to grind her hips down against your tongue and you reached your hands up to knead the flesh of her thighs, Bucky grabbed your hands away and held them together roughly— as much as the grip was painful you were grate fun you at least had something to hold. Something to keep you secure.

Bucky’s cock was long and thick; you could feel him press against the walls of you stomach, almost as if wanting to get out; you wanted so desperately to scream but at the same time, you needed focus on making your mommy feel good.

Your tongue glided through her folds until you got your desired reaction when you pressed against her clit— she let out a pornographic moan as she rode your face faster and faster. Your mouth was licking and swallowing all of her juices that dripped from her sopping cunt; with the rough pounding of Bucky’s cock and the delicious taste of Natasha’s pussy on your tongue, made for an incredible sense of pleasure that caused loud rumbles of pleasure to bellow from your throat.

The bruising grip on your hands fell as Bucky re-purposed his thrust to his own pleasure and used your own pussy as if it were a fleshlight. You bucked your hips upwards at the abuse and soft whimpers vibrated through to the beautiful woman above you. Her wanton moans were almost enough to make you forget about how hard Bucky was pounding you. almost.

Bucky pushed your legs upwards to get a deeper angle and continued to pound you. You felt his cock twitch inside you and you knew his high was close— But so was yours. Your release grew closer and closer as your pussy tightened around his length.

One simple rule had managed to slip your mind as your brain had focused on two things; making Natasha feel good and your own orgasm.

You had forgotten to ask.

Bucky felt your walls clench around his throbbing cock without hearing any words from you; not even a muffled ask. He pulled out instantly— leaving you empty and sobbing desperately as he took away your release.

Bucky didn’t let the lack of your warmth stop his own pleasure as he continued to pump his length quickly— Natasha did the same; chasing her release as she continued to use your mouth for pleasure.

A warm liquid spilled from above you as Natasha spilled her seed down your throat— through your fit of sobs you managed to swallow every ounce of her liquid before she removed herself of your face. You inhaled a breath of the warm sex filled air, the moment her heat left your mouth.

You gazed down at the super soldier that was settled at the base his bed where his long cock was pumping in his hand— his head was thrown back and a loud grown spilled from the male as he released on your lower abdomen.

A moment later your two dominants calmed down from their highs before their eyes trailed down your nude body— “Poor thing.” Natasha cooed, wiping the tears from you eyes, “Oh pet… did you forget the rules again?” Bucky’s tone was mean and condescending, “Y-yes- b-but I’m sorry- please- please make me cum.” You babbled, he pouted at you, “Oh no baby.. you forgot. That’s on you.” He accused, “You don’t get to cum. Only mommy and daddy do tonight.” He taunted; another sob broke from your throat as you gazed up at Natasha for some sympathy, “M’sorry baby.” She caressed your cheek softly, “Dumb. Little. Baby.”.

[bucksfucks]

      hungry eyes

abstract ; you & bucky love to experiment. and steve loves to watch. then one night, he gets to join.

pairing ; 40’s!stucky x f!reader

word count ; 4,058 words

warnings ; threesome, talk of steve’s asthma, poly dynamics [bucky x reader in established relationship], voyeurism [steve watching them secretly], loss of virginity [steve], soft!dom!bucky, sub!steve + reader, oral [all receiving], pet names [baby, baby boy, good boy, good girl, darling], praise kink, unprotected sex, teasing & taunting, multiple orgasms [for reader], brief handjob, size kink, shy!steve, bucky & steve kiss, blowjobs [steve & bucky receiving], nipple play, authority kink, cuckholding, bucky finishes in readers mouth, slight angst at the end [open ending] — 18 + ONLY • MINORS DNI

notes ; a few things. i’ve never written for 40′s bucky or steve, so this is a new one for me!secondly, i think it would be super fun to write a part two...somehow connecting steve and bucky when they’re both big, beefy, and bucky is metal-armed.

Bucky introduced you to a lot of things.

Like orgasms.

The first time you’d ever been intimate, Bucky slowly spread your legs and peppered soft kisses to your inner thighs before you stopped him.

“You don’t have to,” you uttered as he gave you a look of confusion. “But I want to.”

Bucky wanted to eat you out. Wanted to taste you and watch you squirm and ultimately come all over his face and tongue.

You’d never been the same.

Bucky also introduced you to his best friend, Steve.

Steve was a sweet, 5′4 little guy who would’ve taken a bullet for you the day you met. 

You always thought Steve was cute. He was always so warm when you hugged him, watching the way a blush crept to his pale cheeks when you pressed a red-lipped kiss to his cheek.

Bucky thought it was adorable, his best friend and girl getting along so well. 

One thing that you discovered is that Bucky loved to experiment. He loved trying new foods, new rides at the carnival, and of course, new ways to make you moan his name.

There wasn’t many things that was off limit to Bucky or you. 

You had finally gotten a taste of such pleasure you could only ever dream of before and you wanted more. 

Hungry and greedy for more.

“Shh, darling.” Bucky chuckled against your lips as he shucked your jacket off your shoulders and onto the floor. 

“You gotta keep it down, Stevie’s home, remember?” You had just gotten back from a date, a cheap bottle of wine shared between the two of you as Bucky helped you both sneak onto the roof of your building. 

You giggled, pulling him in by the lapels of his collared shirt, “then shut up and kiss me.” 

His arms were around your waist, tugging you close to his body as you both stumbled through the small, barely five hundred square foot apartment as the floorboards creaked and groaned. 

You fell into bed, Bucky aimlessly kicking the door shut, but it never fully closed. 

Clothes came off, falling somewhere on the old wooden floor before Bucky slowly sunk into you. There was no time for foreplay, not when you’d both been teasing each other relentlessly all night long. 

No, Bucky couldn’t wait anymore. His cock had been hard and aching in his slacks the entire night and your underwear had a permanent wet patch from your arousal. 

When he sunk into you, slow and deep, you both let out soft little moans as Bucky buried his face in the crook of your neck, “fuck.”

“That’s my girl,” he purred, moving his hips. The bed shook, headboard gently rocking against the wall. 

“You look s’pretty under me, a soldier’s wet dream.” He softly growled, “submissive and able to take everythin’ I give you.” 

Bucky always had a way with words, able to get you riled up with just a few sentences. 

He kept a steady rhythm with his hips, deep and calculated strokes hitting the sweet spot inside of you that made your toes curl and eyes roll to the back of your head. 

Then you heard the soft creaking of a floorboard just outside of the bedroom. 

It didn’t seem to startle Bucky all too much, but it grabbed his attention as he briefly snapped his head in the direction of the door. 

A small glance is all it took for him to turn back, wicked smirk on his lips. 

“Baby,” he whispered. “We have company tonight.”

You gasped, Bucky’s thrusts never ceasing as he kept your head locked and caged between two thick muscular forearms. 

He leaned down to your ear, kissing your sweet spot. 

“Stevie jus’ couldn’t help but take a peek at us. Had to know what it was we were doin’ that’s makin’ ya moan so sweetly.” He said, barely audible to you, but it was loud enough for you to whimper. 

He’s thrusting a little harsher now, your slick coating both of your thighs at the sudden visitor. 

Bucky then looked at you, winking before wrapping a hand around your neck and fucking you into a bliss-filled oblivion that nearly made you cry in pleasure. 

The room is hot, air thick as Bucky smirks and kisses your neck. 

“Go get cleaned up, honey. Then we’ll cuddle and think ‘bout a late night round two.” He says and you nod, knowing that a warm shower is exactly what you need. 

You’re throwing on a shirt of Bucky’s, quickly tip toeing into the small and cramped bathroom before starting the water. 

Steve, on the other hand, is full of shame and guilt. 

It was so wrong, he was a fucking peeping Tom. 

The kind of man you warn people about. 

He felt gross, or at least he wanted to feel gross. 

Something inside of him couldn’t just let him walk by Bucky’s bedroom, hearing her soft moans and his breathy pants. 

It made his cock hard. He’d never been touched like that and he doesn’t think he’ll ever touch someone like Bucky touches you. 

So he’s in the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water with a shaky hand as he hears the floorboards creak under Bucky’s weight. 

It’s quiet and tense, “hey, Stevie.” 

He doesn’t expect Bucky to be so causal, but then again, he doesn’t expect Bucky to be aware of his dirty little secret. 

“Hey Buck.” Steve is finally able to say after a big gulp of water that quenches his throat and gives him a voice. 

Bucky just walks further into the kitchen, dressed in nothing but a pair of boxers and it makes Steve nervous. 

So nervous that he can feel the heat rising to his neck and cheeks and he hates the effect Bucky has on him. 

Okay, that’s a lie. He loves it. Loves is so goddamn much that he thinks not only of Bucky’s girl, but Bucky himself. 

Bucky doesn’t saying anything else, instead, he just steps closer to Steve until he’s right in front of the man and towering over him. 

“Hey Stevie,” this time, his name sounds much softer coming from the older man’s mouth. 

Steve nods his head in response, not trusting his voice right now. 

Bucky smirks, just ever so slightly as he runs his tongue across his bottom, “next time, ya don’t have to watch. You can jus’ join us.” 

Steve feels his heart drop to his stomach in both anxiety, panic, and excitement as he’s fishing for his inhaler at the sudden spike of his heart rate and the sudden unevenness of his breathing. 

Bucky shakes his head, chuckling softly and clamps a hand over the younger man’s shoulder, “’m serious, Stevie. She thinks you’re cute, would love to have you join.”

But he doesn’t believe him, shaking his head, “this isn’t a funny joke, Bucky.”

Bucky rolls his eyes at the naiveness of his best friend. 

“S’not a joke, you jerk.” He says with nothing but love, “think about it, yeah?”

He doesn’t let the smaller man respond, instead, turning on his heels to head back to the bedroom leaving Steve to his own thoughts. 

When you emerge from the shower, naked and in nothing but a towel, you catch Steve in the kitchen. 

“Oh, hey Stevie!” You chirp, watching him try to avert his eyes to the floor as you softly giggle, “goodnight, Stevie.” Before slipping into the bedroom where Bucky is lounging on the bed.

“I told him he could join us,” Bucky says nonchalantly, folding his hands behind his head as he watches you change into your sleepwear. 

“What did he say?” You ask, pulling your shirt over your head, “he didn’t believe me.”

You furrow your eyebrows as Bucky just shrugs his shoulders, “maybe I just need to talk to him.” You suggest and it brings a wicked gleam to Bucky’s eyes.

“Yeah? You that excited ‘bout Stevie joinin’ us?” Bucky teases you, pulling you into the bed as you act innocent and coy about it. 

It wasn’t until the next night when you, Bucky, and Steve were all in the kitchen as you watched Steve scribbling in his sketchbook. 

He was using it as a distraction because God did he have trouble from his dick getting hard around you. 

You smelled so good, like blooming flowers, and were always so kind to him. 

Bucky was watching you both, mind wandering elsewhere and he had to readjust himself as he cleared his throat. 

Having the both of you? Well, it was a fucking dream to him. 

That’s when you sighed, unsure of what came over you as you turned to Steve and furrowed your eyebrows.

“Why don’t you wanna join Buck and I in the bedroom?” 

Steve choked on his spit. He actually choked and coughed until he was red and well, at least it covered up his blush.

“I-I didn’t think Bucky was bein’ serious,” he mumbled meekly, not daring to make eye contact with you.

“But do you want to?” You asked, hoping to get the answer you were looking for. 

Steve didn’t say anything, but he nodded his head feeling ashamed of himself. 

He looked so cute, innocent, and soft. 

You hooked a finger under his chin, smiling at him all while Bucky was watching you both with a proud smirk. 

That’s my girl, Bucky thought.

“Stevie, I would love for you to join us. We could all have fun,” you whispered, leaning into him, “I think I could show you something you’d really like.”

Steve swore he stopped breathing. Or that he was having a heart attack. Some sort of delusional breakdown where he was hearing what he wanted to hear. 

Except he wasn’t and your hand was now on his thigh. 

“Whaddaya say, Stevie?” Bucky chimed in, cocking his head to the side, “wanna join us for a night?”

God yes, he wanted to scream. But he didn’t, choosing to look back at you and nod his head, “yeah.”

He sounded so small, he was so small and you wanted to take care of him. 

The three of you stood up, taking Steve’s hand as Bucky lead you all to the bedroom and shut the door. 

Steve looked so out of place, standing in the middle of the room as Bucky placed his hand on the small of his back to lead him towards the bed.

“S’okay, baby.” Bucky purred, Steve already reeling at the pet-name as he sat beside you. 

His chest was rising and falling rapidly and you wondered if he was going to have an asthma attack because of the way his breathing was so uneven.

“Do you wanna kiss me, Stevie?” You asked him, placing a hand on his as he looked to Bucky almost for permission. 

“I-I don’t know how. I’ve never kissed anyone,” Steve mumbled, Bucky pouting as he came to stand in front of you. 

“Here,” Bucky said, tilting your chin up. “How ‘bout you watch us and then you can try, yeah?”

Steve whimpered, nodding enthusiastically before Bucky’s lips sealed yours. It was a deep kiss, his tongue ending up in your mouth as he cradled your face and fuck was Bucky a good kisser. 

“Now you,” Bucky smiled at Steve, “go on.” He encouraged the blonde man as you turned your body to him. 

He was so hesitant, but you could see just how much he wanted it by the way his pants were tenting. 

When your lips connected with his, he relaxed, slowly easing into the kiss. You took the lead on it, cupping his face before you heard a soft moan. 

“Good boy,” Bucky purred, making Steve’s breath stutter as he pulled away with glossy eyes. 

“You did so good,” Bucky praised, the effects of it also rubbing off on you as you squirmed a little in your seat. 

The older, brunet man took a second to look at you both. Taking in the way Steve looks like he’s ready to burst while you were begging Bucky with your eyes to touch you.

“Baby?” Bucky questions and Steve immediately perks up before looking back down at the floor in shame.

“S-sorry,” he quickly mumbles out but Bucky just takes a step closer to him and hooks an index finger under his chin.

“What for? I was talkin’ to you, baby.” He repeats the pet name just to watch the way Steve nearly pouts in anticipation.

“Look at me, Stevie,” he says. “I need you to tell me exactly what you want. And don’t be shy.”

You know you’ve got a wet patch on your panties right now, the exchange between the two men a wild fantasy coming to life.

Steve looks at you, then back at Steve…then back to you.

But this time, he can’t drop his head. Not with Bucky’s strong finger under it. He’s forced to look at Bucky as he tells him what he wants.

“I-I don’t wanna b-be a virgin anymore,” he whispers, cheeks so red you’d think it was the dead of winter outside and he just came back from the shop.

Bucky cocks his head, “s’that all, baby boy?”

He knows that Steve wants more. He can see it in his hungry eyes, but he just needs to hear Steve say it.

Steve shakes his head, “no.”

He’s shy, or maybe he’s embarrassed, but that doesn’t cut it for Bucky.

“Well then be a good boy and tell me what it is.” Bucky almost scolds and it makes Steve whimper ever so slightly.

He takes a deep breath, eyes darting around the room before they’re finally settled back on Bucky’s deep blues.

Just rip of the bandaid Stevie, tell him. It’ll be worth it, I promise you think to yourself.

“I-I want,” his voice is hoarse. “Maybe, I don’t know, what if uh,” he then turns his head to look at you.

This about you now.

“I was wonderin’ if um, you could do that uh, thing with your mouth. But on me?” He squeaks out the last part of the sentence.

You grin, “you want me to give you a blowjob, Stevie?”

He swallows thickly, unable to do anything but nod his head.

Something then changes in the air, because Bucky is pulling you up and stripping you nearly naked.

“You’ve gotta do the rest, baby,” he cooes at Steve.

The rest being your fucking underwear.

Steve looks like he’s gone into shock, staring at your tits with an open mouth as he splutters none sense out.

It’s incoherent ramblings, but he finds the strength to stand in front of you.

“Is this okay?” He whispers, eyes meeting yours.

You nod your head, “‘course it’s okay, Steve.”

He licks his lips, your hands leading his fingers to hook under your panties and slide them all the way down your legs.

Steve chokes.

He tries to hide it with a cough, but his cock twitching in his pants is the dead giveaway as you stand fully naked with Steve in front of you and Bucky behind you.

“First things first,” Bucky smirks, throwing you onto the bed as you giggle.

“You’re gonna learn how to eat a girl out, Stevie.” Bucky grins with a sinister twinkle in his eyes as both men watch you get comfortable on the bed and spread your legs.

Bucky hums at your actions, “she’s such a good girl, Stevie. You wouldn’t believe the things she lets me do to her.”

He’s right. Steve wouldn’t believe it. He would probably thing it’s one big joke that you’re playing on him.

“C’mere,” he coaxes, taking the younger man’s hand.

“Do you wanna undress me, baby?” He asks Steve softly, ducking his head down to his level.

Steve nods, “yeah.”

God, his voice is so fucking wrecked already. Dry, raspy, and hoarse as Bucky places Steve’s cold and shaky hands on his chest.

“Go ahead, ‘m all yours.” Bucky whispers and it sends Steve into fucking overdrive as you see him reeling at the words.

Steve is slow, starting with the buttons on Bucky’s shirt as he watches it drop to the floor. He’s a little unsure of the pants, but gets the hang of it once Bucky’s belt is undone.

There’s nothing left but Bucky’s boxers now.

And Steve surprises you both when he doesn’t hesitate to pull them down.

It makes Bucky moan, “fuck. You’re such a good little thing.”

Steve’s confidence doesn’t last much longer, because Bucky’s praise nearly buckles his knees.

You don’t expect it, but Bucky seals his lips against Bucky’s and it makes you throb at how Steve is on his tippy toes and grabbing onto Bucky in any way possible.

“Can you undress me now, Buck?” Steve’s voice is quiet and unsure, but Bucky nods and hums.

“‘Course, baby.” He’s much faster than Bucky was, stripping Steve and leaving you gawk and gasp at the size of him.

“Holy shit,” you mumble. It makes Steve’s eyebrows furrow.

“Am I not enough?” He then asks and you swear you can see tears welling behind his eyes.

You jump off the bed, scrambling to yank Steve against your body before you have his face in your hands.

“Stevie I don’t know how else to say this,” you whisper against his lips, “but you’re fuckin’ huge.”

Your imagination always let you fantasize about Steve, but reality was so, so much better.

When your lips finally press against Steve’s, he’s much more confident. Knowing that it’s good to kiss back, add a little pressure, and maybe slip his tongue into your mouth.

He’s a quick learner, you forgot that about Steve.

You don’t get to indulge much more because Bucky’s getting antsy at the thought of tasting you.

So you’re back in the same position, lying on the bed with your legs spread as Bucky and Steve are between your legs.

Both of them. At the same time.

“Now don’t be shy, okay,” Bucky smirks. “She doesn’t like shy.”

That’s when you feel Bucky’s fingers glide through your folds, “feel how wet she is, Stevie. And all for us.”

You want to keep your eyes open because you want to burn this image into your brain permanently, but it’s so goddamn hard when Steve’s finger joins Bucky’s.

“S’that good?” Steve mumbles and you nod your head, answering for Bucky. “Yeah.”

They tease you a little longer, Steve mimicking whatever Bucky does.

“See this little bundle?” Bucky asks, gently applying pressure to your clit which makes you whine.

Steve just nods, “this is really important, yeah? She loves havin’ my mouth over it.”

Your breathing is becoming erratic, hips gently rocking against their touches and you don’t think you’ve ever been this wet.

“Can,” Steve pauses. “Can you show me?”

Bucky doesn’t verbally respond, instead, he simply dives in.

You gasp, burying your head into the pillows as Bucky laps at your folds and sucks around your clit.

“S’that easy,” Bucky says slightly breathless.

And now it’s Steve’s turn. He’s shaky, hands slightly clammy and cold, but his cock his is too stiff to care about anything than your pussy.

He’s gentle, a different kind of gentle than Bucky, but it feels so good.

Bucky’s crawling up the bed, lying right beside you as he kisses you. The same lips that are still coated in your slick and it makes you moan as you wrap your hand around Bucky’s cock.

“Look at Stevie, baby girl.” He purrs, “look at him between your legs.”

Steve is exploring, his tongue gliding adventurously as you spit out a strangled moan when he finds your clit.

By accident or not, it feels fucking amazing.

“Stevie,” you whimper against Bucky’s lips.

“Mmm, bet it feels good, doesn’t it? Steve buried in your cunt?” Bucky whispers just loud enough for the younger man to hear.

You nod, whining as your hips rut against Steve’s face.

“Good ‘nough to cum, I bet.” Bucky taunts you, fingers playing with your nipples.

“Make a mess over Stevie’s face, let him taste you.” Bucky growls, pushing you over the edge as your legs shake around Steve’s head.

You don’t want this feeling to end, but you know you’re just getting started when Bucky slinks back down the bed to be beside Steve.

Both their cocks are hard, standing proud against their abdomens as Bucky wraps his hand around Steve’s.

His breathing stutters when he does, head falling.

“You like makin’ her cum, Stevie? Tastin’ her and havin’ her legs shake ‘round your head?” Bucky questions softly.

He nods his head, “mhmm.”

Bucky let’s go of Steve’s cock, watching him whimper at the loss of contact, “lay back, baby.”

It’s your turn to have your mouth on Steve, something that you’re salivating at when you get between his legs.

“Just relax, okay?” You whisper with gentle eyes as Steve gets comfortable against the very same pillows you were on.

They probably still smell like you.

The bed squeaks with the disappearance of Bucky’s weight, now on his feet as he goes to stand behind you.

“Go on, sweet girl,” he bends his body over yours to place a kiss to each of your shoulder blades.

“Show Stevie what that mouth feels like. I bet he’s been wantin’ to know after the months of listenin’ to my moans.”

A shiver erupts down your spine, grabbing the bases of Steve’s cock and licking a stripe up it.

That alone is enough to have him whimpering.

That’s when Bucky gentle enters you, filling you up inch by inch and stretching you out as you wrap your lips around Steve.

He’s gone. Eyes shut tight, breathing completely erratic as you hollow your cheeks as Bucky fucks you from behind.

“Oh Stevie,” Bucky moans, low and raspy. “Can’t wait for you to feel her cunt. How wet and tight it is.”

It makes your walls flutter around him, “fuck.”

The soft swear comes so naturally from Steve’s lips and it’s not often you hear him swear so loosely.

Steve’s gripping the sheets so hard that his knuckles have turned white, desperately trying to hold back his inevitable orgasm.

“Okay, darling,” Bucky purrs, “that’s enough, let’s give Steve some time to catch his breath.”

He stills, deep inside of you before pulling out leaving you feeling empty.

Steve is waiting for Bucky’s next instruction, not daring to move a muscle before he’s been given permission.

“Are you ready, baby?” Bucky cooes, helping Steve behind you as you lay your face in the sheets.

Steve is practically vibrating from excitement, heart hammering in his chest.

“M’gonna help you, yeah?” Bucky whispers in Steve’s ear as he wraps his hand around Steve’s cock.

“Put your hands on her hips, baby. She likes ‘em gripped.” You hum, wiggling your ass as Bucky chuckles, “look at her, so excited.”

He presses a kiss to the younger man’s shoulder, soothing his breathing before he’s lining Steve up with your entrance.

Steve whimpers, curling his fingers deeper against your skin. Bucky let’s go of Steve’s cock, taking a step back to watch.

“How’s she feel, baby?” Bucky whispers, quickly back on the bed with his cock in his hand in front of your mouth.

Steve whimpers, “s’good.” He chokes out.

“Open up, darling.” Bucky says to you, tapping his cock on your lips as you’re on all fours.

Steve’s rhythm isn’t nearly as good as Bucky’s, but you have a feeling that he’s just trying not to cum.

Your lips are around Bucky’s cock, the feeling is familiar as the sound of wet, slapping skin fills the room.

It’s filthy, messy, so incredibly taboo that it makes your stomach flutter in excitement.

“‘M gon-na,” Steve hiccups, “cum.”

And he does seconds later, stuttering hips slamming messily against yours as he pumps you full.

Bucky’s set off by watching Steve cum inside of you, his girl, abdominal muscles tightening before he cums and spills his seed down your throat.

The three of you fall into bed, tangled limbs and sticky skin but there’s nowhere any of you would rather be.

You’re in between both men, holding Steve while Bucky holds you. It’s a tight fit, but that’s just an excuse to hold each other even closer.

What you don’t realize, is that your time with them would be cut far, far too short.

[not-poignant]

A question.. is Anton monogamous in UtB? I'm rereading TGATNW and am at the part where Flitmouse admits to Jack that he wants one main partner and finds polyamory offputting, but Anton is v poly. Is their conflict the same or similar in UtB ? (Understand completely if this is a spoiler and you can't elaborate)

Hi hi anon!

Anton only bonds with one omega at a time.

Here, the conflict plays out where instead, Flitmouse gets incredibly jealous / bothered by the fact of knowing that Anton has bonded with omegas before him, and will bond with omegas after him, and that he's just temporary.

But he also knows that's the nature of the game, so his inner conflict is quite frustrated and repressed in the way that it is in Golden Age, just along a slightly different strata, I guess you could say? More around the temporariness of bonding in rehab centres, and less around polyamory.

There's also still an element too of 'I will die before you' - because Flitmouse is older than Anton in Underline the Black, and Anton is immortal while Flitmouse isn't in Golden Age, which was another source of Flitmouse's bitterness, and belief that being with / falling in love with any golden soldier is stupid / ill-advised.

[baguette221]

So I am beyond proud and extremely happy to finally introduce episode 1 of Spy: Inner Demons!!! I have been working on this project for about 7 months now and couldn't be happier with the end result!!! This project has been so important to me, all the test animations and work I've put into it paid off!! Now I did have some bugs with the audio unfortunately when it exported some of the music and a couple voicelines did get corrupted that i wasn't able to fix but I hope you all still enjoy just the same!!! I want to thank all of you for the ongoing support it really helped get motivation I need to pull this off!!! Please leave any feedback down below and without further ado here is Spy: Inner Demons!!!

Backstory:

The year is 2020...

It is a normal day as any other in the Badlands base....

The team huddles together as they get ready for the days battle....

Among them is Spy, he is envied for his outstanding mercenary work on the field, along with his suave demeanor and classy style,

But what happens when one night a certain light in the distance catches his attention, changing his life forever?

You shall see soon......

As always leave a comment down below

and I will see you all in the next anim00tion!!! X3 X3

Time taken:

7 months

Programs used:

Source filmmaker-animation

Sega Vegas Pro-finalizing

Songs used:

Dreams of Cruelty:

https://youtu.be/HdXzlV-t8dw

Intruder Alert-

https://youtu.be/kNlVo5udnPs

Aftermath: https://youtu.be/WTknIOiei5c

(incompetech.com)

Author: Kevin Macleod

Website: https://incompetech.com/

Royalty Free Link: https://incompetech.com/music/royalty-free/

Genre link:

https://incompetech.com/music/royalty-free/index.html?genre=Horror

Licensed under Creative Commons By Attribution 3.0https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/

Fear: https://youtu.be/vN8sBkJ8-24

Music by Alec Koff

Video: Creative Commons Attribution License, Pixels/ Licensed Videos, Envato Elements

Characters used:

Laurent- (Red Spy/ Vincent's older brother)

Vincent- (Blue Spy/ Laurents younger brother)

Ludwig- (Red Medic)

Red/ Blue Heavy

Red/Blue Soldier

Red/Blue Demoman

Blue Pyro

Mick (Red Sniper)

Merasmus

Models used:

[TF2] HWM Merasmus Revival- Alaxe

[TF2] Enhanced Spy- Alaxe

Meet the Medic Official Model Revamp- Taco

High Poly Engineer- a person

High Poly Heavy- Roadhog

The Enhanced Demoman Model 2014- Moxy

Map used:

Badlands

All voicelines were created using https://15.ai/

[wouldntyoulichentoknow]

What's the relationship situation in silmil for you? Anything that repeats itself in The Second Coming (lol) or anything that's totally different?

relationships are COMPLICATED so I’ve provided this handy-dandy chart for reference! obviously ~miracle romance~ is its own thing, but Venus... has a thing for the princess, which Serenity absolutely exploits. (which Serenity? yes.) I’ve said before that Mars can’t decide if she wants to be Venus or bang her, buuuut she 100% wants to bang her - unfortunately for her, Venus wouldn’t even know how to go about making that happen if she were aware/interested/capable of envisioning any kind of relationship with any her soldiers.

Cury and Jupiter are a casual thing, but whereas Jupiter thinks Mako’s feelings about Ami are really cute, Cury is THE MOST embarrassed by Ami (in, like, every aspect, but this one in particular). JUPITER WASN’T SUPPOSED TO KNOW I CARED ABOUT HER WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS ABOUT YOUR JUPITER UGH. Cury also has confusing feelings about Venus, but eventually lands on platonic admiration rather than romance. (in this vein, she understands Ami’s weird feelings about Minako, but is appalled by Minako herself. “MY GENERAL WOULD NEVER SING DRUNKEN KARAOKE IN SUCH A STATE OF UNDRESS” etc.) (as a chronic multi-shipper my take on the Inners is poly pile, with another handy chart here!)

as I mentioned in another one of these, Uranus and Neptune are friends, but neither of them really... considers romance an option? given how incompatible their physiologies/schedules/assigned territories are, so they’re surprised by Harumichi. Uranus thinks this is REALLY COOL! Neptune is still baffled by the concept of having a mouth.

[atomic-taco-muffin]

Sorry this is long AF, but I think I’ve compiled everyone in The Orgy or associated with it! More than open to converse other options. This was just a first go at everyone.

Lady: Bartender in a committed poly relationship with Xigbar and Demyx. Definition of Manic Pixie Dream Girl. Pan.

Jack: Bartender in a poly relationship with Xemnas and Ansem. The mom friend. Ex’s with Aqua. Gay.

Xemnas: Dancer and Co-owner of The Orgy along side his twin brother Ansem. Second in Command of the Organization underneath his father Xehanort, the Don of the family. In a relationship with Jack the bartender. Pan.

Ansem: Dancer and Co-Owner of The Orgy alongside his twin brother Xemnas. Third in Command of the Organization underneath his brother Xemnas, and their father Xehanort above him. In a relationship with Jake the bartender. Bi.

Xigbar: Dancer, assassin, and top enforcer for the Organization. Master at recon. In a committed poly relationship with Lady and Demyx. Omni.

Demyx: Dancer, DJ, and foot soldier for the Organization. In a committed poly relationship with Xigbar and Lady. Bi-curious.

Saix: Dancer and right hand to Xemnas in the Organization. Runs the club to ensure things go smoothly. In a secret relationship with Axel. Sex-favoring Ace.

Vexen: Bartender and scientist for the Organization. Gay.

Zexion: Dancer and researcher/scientist for the Organization. AroAce.

Axel: Dancer, assassin, and traitor to the Organization. Works days for Eraqus in his bar, and supplies info on the inner workings of the Organization to Eraqus. In a secret relationship with Saix. Bi.

Xaldin: Dancer, bouncer, and assassin for the Organization. In an open relationship with Luxord. Gay.

Lexaeus: Dancer, bouncer, and enforcer for the Organization. Straight.

Luxord: Dancer, smuggler, drug runner for the Organization. Omni.

Marluxia: Dancer, assassin for the Organization. Gay.

Larxene: Dancer, assassin for the Organization. Lesbian.

Vanitas: Adoptive son of Xehanort. Madman, enforcer, assassin, bodyguard to YMX. Straight.

Baby Xehanort: youngest son of Xehanort. Lives with his older brother Apprentice Xehanort, knows nothing of his family’s business or reputation. Spoiled rotten but sweet. Has a pet baby goat named Loki.

Young Master Xehanort: second youngest son of Xehanort. Spoiled rotten and a bit of an ass. Bi-curious.

Apprentice Xehanort: Eldest brother. Doctor and has nothing to do with the family business. Slightly estranged from his father, but he raises his youngest brother Baby. Chill but high maintenance. Ace.

Old Man Xehanort: The Don of the family and Organization, criminal mastermind. Married his wife, a literal mob princess, and with her they have had five sons. Apprentice, the twins Xemnas and Ansem, Young Master, and Baby. Before that he was in a complicated relationship with Eraqus since their youths. One night before their break up Eraqus and Xehanort find twins Ventus and Vanitas and adopt them. Bi catastrophe.

LOVE IT!

Also, I just came up something cute for B!Xehanort. He loves to share his snacks with everyone!

Please protect this child.

[hecohansen31]

What The Queen Wants, The Queen Gets (Prologue)

Ivar The Boneless+Roman Godfrey+Axel Cluney+Mickey+Reader (Reverse Harem! AU).

(A/N): Hello there, lovelies!

So not to kinkshame somebody but me and @walkxthexmoon literally went like ‘threesome are too mainstream, we are just going to go on with an orgy’, but like a ‘classy orgy’ about a theme i have always been curious about which is reverse harem.

I honestly hope that this won’t seem disrespectful to anybody, but if it is just shoot me a DM or ask and I’ll say what I can do.

Also, as always, if you are interested to see more let me know, alongside which character(s) you want to see interact in the next chapters, in fact I will choose thank to yours comments, so let me know which character(s) you want to see and if you like this concept!

WARNINGS; Mention of Sex, Death, Blood, Fighting, War, Poly-Relationship, Reverse Harem.

You had never wanted the fighting, the conquering and the blood on your hands.

You had been a small girl, raised by an ambitious mother, under the shadow of a bastard brother, who you had loved with all your heart till at your sixteenth birthday your father’s death had completely destroyed your relationship

You remembered the guards’ faces when they had killed your mother in front of you, as her head had rolled at your feet and your blasphemous brother had taken the scepter for himself, ordering the sacred priest to put the crown on his head, as you choked on your tears.

Five years of civil war later, your kingdom was again yours, but the inner tumult had rendered it weak to the countries that stood in the confines of your reign, enough that when you had thought you could put down the sword stained with your brother’s blood, you had picked it up again, your hold on it strong and determined as you raised you chin high and fought.

Till your hands bleed and your conscience forgot the reason behind such a horrid act, hurting yourself the same way you did when you perceived your enemies’ breastplates, on the battlefield.

Peace is what you had always aimed to, conquering new countries had been a side effect of it.

You were now twenty-six and reigning over various country with no knowledge of what being a normal girl meant.

Finally, peaceful, if you excluded the continuous rebellions from the poorer and the way nobles rejected your position any chance they got.

That’s why you had instituted that for each kingdom you had conquered you would have somebody who you could trust, reigning it, somebody inside the country itself, bound to you by the most primal of things.

Sex.

If there ever was something that your bastard brother had taught you was that sex was wanted, among men and women alike, in different measures surely, but they were like drunk men under it: rebellious and yet, submissive once they gained what they wanted.

And it was a perfect idea for you to enjoy yourself, washing away the blood on your hands and the heaviness of a kingdom on your shoulder, as you let your many lovers take care of you.

Somebody might call you greedy or a whore.

You know that your advisors did, but when your enemies serviced you with their tongues and pricks you didn’t care in the slightest.

Your first man had been Roman of Hemlock Grove, a small cursed land more a hassle than a gain, but your first lover certainly had made it worthy.

He had come to you, in your tent, as the deals among your countries were being signed, seduced you to give him your virginity and he had taught you the reason behind the pleasurable arts of having a man inside you, as he brought you to your knees over and over again, and then proceeded to fix your crown the following day.

Smirking at you as he shared your secret.

Axel Cluney was a warrior on the battlefield and you had imagined immediately the way he would feel on you as he panted in your ear the dirtiest curses, before spilling himself in you.

He had been disappointed to discover that he wasn’t your first.

‘You just looked so positively innocent’.

‘Innocent? I was drenched in the blood of your soldiers, when you first saw me’

‘You know what I mean, little girl, but let me show you as a true man should fuck you’.

And he had kept his word, pushing himself into you in a slow rhythm, much different from Roman’s savage one, making you enjoy the atrocious torture of having him inside of you.

But what you enjoyed with Axel was the way he would be soft with you, listening to your blabber with no sharp words or teasing smirks, letting you lay down your many ideas as you spoke with him.

He didn’t understand many things, but he still caressed your hair and made you feel like the only woman that belonged in the world, in a romantic atmosphere that made you feel almost loved.

Hadn’t you known that Axel would gladly stick a knife in your chest, had you ever let him in.

Mickey would, instead, never ever dare to hurt you, you could literally put a knife in his hands and he would cry.

The smallest son of the reigning family of the country you had conquered had been strangely pliant to you from the start, which was nice, because he was completely at your orders, following them to extremes.

When you did nothing but follow the orders of hungry men to keep your country sated, it was nice to come home to somebody who would love nothing more than to spend his entire day between your thighs, soothing your worry with his soft cries and his needy whimpers, constantly asking for attention as a child.

And then there was the latest addiction: Ivar.

Ivar The Boneless had come to you, asking for help in defeating his brother and you couldn’t deny that you loved one man that took the initiative, and one that looked at you like him, with hate and shyness on his face.

You had always been distant and cold with him, since he had always seemed uneasy about your feminine features, you had tried your best to appear as more of a queen than a woman to him, but he hadn’t dismissed his barriers.

And you hadn’t felt less interested in the man.

But you were still painfully aware of the limit of your body.

But had done one last try, undressing in front of him as he came to you one night to sign the papers of your allegiance; you faked getting ready for bed as you moved into a sheer nightgown as you set yourself in front of him, his gaze having followed you, the entire time.

‘What is your plan?’ he asked as you set up on the table ‘… you already have my country, what more do you want?’.

‘The honor of laying with you’ you spoke slowly, pushing yourself closer to him, till your lips met his across the table ‘… I am simply smitten with you’.

‘I am a fucking cripple, queen’ he had shot back, but hadn’t backed off, as you had come around the table and sat on his lap.

‘I have never fucked a cripple, is it different?’ you had teased him, pushing him close to you as he had refused to look at you in the eyes, but his manhood spoke a different story ‘… because if there is one thing that I am curious about, it is fucking’.

He had pushed you onto the table and let you ride him till your nightgown was in shreds down your body and you were almost too sore, as you handed him the papers to sign his freedom over.

When he signed them that hateful glare in his blue eyes dimmed, but you knew the truth.

A cripple wasn’t different from any other man.

And he certainly didn’t feel different from any man who served you and fell in love with you.

Maybe everything in your life hadn’t been of your choice, but you certainly didn’t regret the men you had met on your journey.

[heamarvel]

Stuckony

Also know as WinterIronShield, these three have been through thick and thin, gone to hell in a handbasket, and survived out the other side together. In canon they’ve suffered at each other’s hands but in fanon we can make them happy! Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, and Tony Stark: also known as the first poly ship of any fandom to reach over 2,000 works, officially making it not a rare pair. Congratulations, shippers and fandom alike! 

Also, despite already being a poly ship, someone decided to throw one more person into the mix, giving us the second ever Darcy x Stuckony fic listed as such on AO3. Impressive. :o

That’s partially why we wanted to include a stats post for Stuckony, and the other reason is the sheer output these eight fics generated: 59k words, which just beats WinterHawk for the second most words per ship in our event. Holy cow, that’s an average of ~7,390 words per fic! This ship also had the most individual authors of any of the other ships in our event, which is very impressive! 

Click on the read more to see a list of the Hoopla’s Stuckony fics!

Harlequin 2020 Masterpost | AO3 Collection

Forging Bonds | @huntress79 | 1,720 words | G

Just when Tony thought that his relationship with Steve and Bucky is safe and stable, he learns of a son he apparently has. How will “his” soldiers react to the sudden addition to the household?

Love Run | PinkGold @sparkly-angell  | 32,599 words | T

Run to show that love’s worth running to. ** Steve Rogers: the schools's sweetheart. Captain of the football team of SHIELD'S High School. Bucky Barnes: school's punk. Sassy mouth, sassy friends. Tony Stark: new student, the smartest in the room. Steve and Bucky date, although no one knows about it. It's better that way, anyways. It's said punks and jocks don't mix, it would be a mess if their relationship got out. New student Tony Stark, though, he changes a few things around.

The men we might have been | @newtypeshadow | 2,645 words | T

Husbands and soulmates Tony, Steve, and Bucky never thought they'd wind up back in the Siberian Winter Soldier Bunker they destroyed years ago, but that's where they find themselves when a battle hurls them into an alternate dimension. Here in the MCU, the bunker's still standing, and there's a man inside with a video he claims will tear the Avengers apart. And he's right. Good thing the three of them aren't this dimension's Avengers.

Outdoorsy in That I Drink on Patios | @betheflame | 1,359 words | E

Tony wants to take his boyfriends skiing. They discover other uses for his mountain cabin.

Phase Two | @betheflame | 1,495 words | T

Toni and her fuzzy favorites celebrate the day of manufactured affection.

The Reclamation of Bucky Barnes | @newtypeshadow | 3,758 words | M

Bucky knows Hydra will to go through anyone and anything to reclaim him: their pet assassin, their Winter Soldier, their "asset". What he doesn't know is that Hydra's not the only group willing to go so far to get him back.

Tony Stark, Fairy Godbillionaire | RoseRose @tehroserose | 7,618 words | T

Tony Stark receives an invitation to Steve and Bucky's wedding. He has absolutely no idea who they are. For their chutzpah, he decides to pay for everything for their wedding- and hop into the planning to make sure they get the best of the best. They end up falling in love.

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Bad | Juulna @juuls | Darcy x Steve x Bucky x Tony | ShockStuckony | 8,021 words | M

Darcy Lewis had fallen head over heels in love with all three of them, each idiot in their own right. Her idiots. She kept that last bit to herself at all costs; the depths of her feelings, at least. If she ever uttered the words aloud, she always made sure it was clear she meant them as Friends Only. Just joking, just teasing, you see. And their eyes would sparkle and they'd laugh or give her a noogie or elbow her gently in the ribs and her heart would ache. It always ached, these days. Friendzoning yourself was not fun, but she had to. Being a polyamorous woman surrounded by people who were so easy to love was a hard thing to handle—it hadn't been easy at fifteen when she'd first realized her inner self, and it seemed to just keep getting harder with age to keep all her feelings reined in. One of the many reasons she'd never once dated.

[averyrogers83writes]

Undercover Sex

Title: Undercover Sex

Authors: Darlin’ & Vixen

Pairing: Bucky x Reader x Sam

Rated: Mature NSFW **18+ Only**

Warnings: poly-relationships, sexual tension, language, fluff, sass, good-natured teasing, smut (anal, m/m and f/m), bondage (light bdsm)

Summary: Series where Bucky and Sam both meet the woman of their dreams, but she’s unable to choose between the two men so they decide she doesn’t have to. 

Words: 1783

Squares Filled: Sam & Bucky Bingo: Bondage,  MCU Kink Bingo: Bucky Barnes/Sam Willson   Marvel Polyship Bingo: Red @averyrogers83 and Overstimulation @shield-agent78, Star-Spangled Bingo #SSB2020: Anal @avergyrogers83writes, Sam Wison @buckybarnesbingo​ @shield-agent78​, Avengers Bingo: Free Space @shield-agent78, Soulmates @averyrogers83

Prompts:  @coffee-with-bucky #lyn2k Writing Challenge: “Don’t act all innocent, you had me pinned underneath you 5 minutes ago.” @shield-agent78 

Author Notes: Series can be read individually or in order of the series. Two writers who get into too much trouble when they get together to write. 

@caramell0w​ @loricameback​ @hotoffthepressfics​ @buckysforeverprincess​ @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan​ @captain-rogers-beard​ @chuuulip​

“Agent Banes are you with me?” Bucky’s head snaps up as he glares at Fury. How in the hell did he and Sam get talked into going undercover to find a weapons smuggler? Fury eyes Barnes and Wilson with his one good eye. “Did you hear what I just told you?” He snaps. “Get y/n and find out where they are smuggling the weapons from.” Sam stands up and gives Bucky a glare.

“Not a problem, Sir. You can count on us.” Sam states with authority. 

“Good.  Dismissed.”

Bucky watches as Fury leaves the conference room and then turns towards Sam placing his hands firmly onto the table.  It groans with the weight of his arms as he pushes up out of his seat. “Why did you volunteer us for that mission?”

“Look, you and I both know these weapons are dangerous and in the wrong hands can cause a lot of damage.” Sam tries to reason with the super-soldier. 

Bucky internally groans. He knows Sam is right, however, he is not giving in that easy. “Just like Steve, taking stupid risks you don’t have to,” he grumbles as he pushes around Sam and then out the door heading down the hallway to find y/n. 

“I am not like Steve. Besides he passed the shield to me, knowing that I would always try to do the right thing.” Sam shakes his head, not backing down from the mission, and knows that Bucky will realize that he’s right. 

Bucky storms off towards their room and throws open the door with a muffled bam. You look up from your place on the sofa and place your book face down on the coffee table. Your light yellow sundress cascades over your legs onto the sofa as you stare up at Bucky. His mouth set in a firm hard line. “Ok...so I take it the mission brief did not go well.”

Sam trailed behind Bucky back to their shared room. Bucky was upset about something and it wasn’t about the mission.  Sam knew it was his birthday and the last thing the old guy wanted to do was go out on a mission trying to find some weapons dealer.  

“Would one of you all tell me what is going on?” You glance between your two lovers with a questioning expression. Bucky leans against the kitchen island and folds his massive arms over his chest.  

“Bucky’s pissed off at me for volunteering us for a mission.” He eyes Bucky “And tomorrow is his birthday and will miss all the festivities of him turning 35 again.” A teasing smirk forms on Sam’s lips. 

“Try adding some numbers to that,” Bucky grumbles.

“Aw, and you don’t look a day over 29.” Y/N chuckles. Bucky lets out an aggravated breath blowing his chestnut hair out of his face. 

You couldn’t help but laugh at your two soulmates. Since you first met them they have been at each other’s throat one minute and in each other’s arms the next. Many times you sandwiched in between.  You have to admit the latter was much more appealing, but it’s never a dull moment with the dynamic duo. 

“Let me guess, you got to cut your hair again to fit the part of a…” you eye him and try to guess the mission at hand. “Ugh...cowboy?” Sam bursts into laughter. You give Sam a warning glare and walk towards Bucky wrapping your arms around his waist as you look up into his sapphire eyes“No? Ok, handsome, what is the gig?”

“He’s going to pose as an owner if a….SEX...SHOP!” Sam can’t hold back the laughter any longer.  Maybe he could make it up to Bucky by buying some sex toys while they are staking out the shop waiting for the dealer to show up. 

You bite your lip as you try to hold back your laughter. “Babe, I think that’s a great job.” 

“You think it's a great job? Really y/n?” His sarcastic tone is not easy to miss. You nod in response.

“Think you will be perfect for it. Besides, you like the idea of overstimulation.”

“Also like it when you don’t say red when Sam and I are getting you off.” He runs his hands up and down your back to your ass before giving it a small swat. “You know it’s not nice to tease an old man. Especially on his birthday.” 

“Who said I was teasing.  Sam and I already have plans on how we are going to celebrate your special day.  Guess it will just have to wait till you two get back from your mission.” You pouted at the thought of both of them being gone for this mission and neither one of you knew when they would be back. 

“Oh, don’t worry about that. You’re coming with us Baby Girl,” Sam says from behind you as he places his hands lightly onto your shoulders, turning you around. 

“What?!” You looked at Sam with a confused look on your face.  “What do you mean I’m coming with you?  Why?” 

“You and I are posing as a couple buying sex toys for our honeymoon.” His brown eyes dance with mischief as you take in a breath. You place your palms upon his tight black t-shirt to steady yourself

“We..we are what?” You stammer as thoughts run through your head a million miles an hour. 

“Don’t worry baby girl it’s just a cover for a little while.  Just until we can catch this guy.”  Sam chuckled, the look on your face was priceless and he wished he had taken a picture. Bucky lets out a hardy chuckle from behind you as your face turns from its normal pink to a red flush. 

“You don’t like that idea, Sweetheart?” The super soldier teases with a playful smirk. He knows if you saw him you would want to knock it right off of his face.  “Guess, Sammy and you better give me that present now than because we leave first thing in the morning.” You shrug and walk into the shared bedroom followed by your two lovers. 

Sam got a smirk on his face and left the room and quickly returned with a red silk scarf and some lube and tossed them on the bed.  Between Y/N and Sam they remove every stitch of clothing leaving him naked.  Y/N gently pushes Bucky onto the bed and ties him to the bed posts. 

“You know I can break these right?” Y/N straddles his waist. Her fingertips lightly stroke down his chiseled chest feeling every ripped muscle. 

“Yeah maybe, but you’re really into the whole bondage thing so you won’t.” 

“Happy Birthday, Sarge,” you smile down at him while grinding your hips onto his hardening erection.  

Sam quickly joins you and begins nipping at Bucky’s neck causing him to let out a low moan.  Bucky pulls at the restraints.

“Tisk..tisk if you break them you will get punished.”

“Maybe I want to be punished by you two,” he says in a husky voice that sends delightful shivers down your spine. You scrunch up your nose and shake your head no while grinding your hips into him causing the wetness between your legs increase. 

You trail kisses down Bucky’s chest as you move your body down and begin kissing his inner thighs, you can feel him straining against the restraints as you take his hard cock slowly in your mouth.  

Sam continued sucking on his neck, leaving little bruise marks behind, eliciting moans from Bucky’s lips as he made a trail down to his collarbone.  He reaches over and unties his lover's arms as you give Sam a knowing wink. Quickly Bucky’s hands grip your hips and roll you over onto your back with a small growl. 

“If I told you once, I’ve told you a million times it’s not nice to tease me Baby Girl.” You just shrug as a small giggle leaves your plump lips.

“Sorry, Sarge,” you sass with a small wink. Sam chuckles as he reaches for the lube and squeezes out a generous amount in his hand and begins stroking his own hard cock, making sure it was good and slick while his free hand slaps Bucky’s ass and Bucky flinches in surprise. 

“Get that fine ass up for me babe,” his free hand holds onto Bucky’s muscular hips. Sam gently presses the tip of his hard cock against Bucky’s tight ass, slowly pushing inside before stopping just long enough for Bucky to adjust to him.  

Y/N runs her hand over Bucky’s taut chest before reaching his erect cock. You stroke it while you reach up and run your tongue over his lips begging for entrance. Bucky lets out a small moan at the feel of Sam’s cock as your tongues dance together. He then slides effortlessly into your dripping folds as a moan escapes you. 

Sam slowly pushes deeper inch by inch till he’s fully seated inside of Bucky 

You still for a moment as your heart begins to race. Soon they are pumping in rhythm with each other as moans escape their lips till they are thrusting at an animalistic pace. 

The room smells like a mix of Sam’s cologne and sex. Bucky takes his right hand and rubs the nipple of your breast with his thumb and fourth finger making it firm. “James,” you whine when he removes his hand and holds onto the headboard as Sam continues his furious pace.  

Bucky gives you a teasing smirk. “Told you not to tease me baby girl,” he pants out breathlessly. 

“Don’t act all innocent, you had me pinned underneath you 5 minutes ago,” you barter as you hook your legs on the each side of his hips. You gently tap Sam and Bucky with the soul of your foot letting them know you are close. 

Sam can feel himself getting close to exploding as he feels Bucky’s walls clench around him.  “Fuck, I’m so close” Sam growls in Bucky’s ear.  Your screams push each man over the edge until they are spilling their hot seed. 

You rest your head on the soft pillow as you regulate your breath. Sam rests on his back beside you; his arm thrown over his forehead. Bucky rolls off of you and gives you a lopsided grin as he rests his muscular back on the headboard. 

“What are you grinning about Sarge?” Your lips form into a teasing pout as you eye him inquisitively.

“Just nice to know I can still get it up in my old age.”  He retorts as Sam snickers. 

“I had no doubt you could.”  

[thorcat]

LF RP Contact | WoW | Bhaal

(Art by spectr00m, https://www.deviantart.com/spectr00m/art/Bhaal-482238903)

ᛃ THE BASICS ––– –– –

Occupation: Inscription, mercenary for hire

Hobbies: Fishing, drawing, handling animals

Race: Human | Deathknight

Sexuality: Pansexual, Poly

Relationship Status: Single

Languages: Common and a little thalassian

Alignment: Chaotic good

Color-Wheel: Silver-Blue-Black

ᛃ PERSONAL ––– –– –

Residence: Mostly dwelling in her own garrison because of the quiet woods, sometimes in stormwind

Place of Work: Currently looking for work | At her own place

Birthplace: Tirisfal Glades

Fears: Rejection by other beings because of her cursed life

ᛃ APPEARANCE ––– –– –

Height: 5′4ft.

Build: Slightly toned

Age: 35

Gender: Female

Skin tone: Pale

Eye color: Ice Blue

Hair color: Silver

Body Mods: Piercings

Distinguishing Marks: Scar on her back, the killing blow she had recieved from the lich king before turning deathknight

Common Accessories: Ink and feather with a bunch of scrolls, weapons, treats for animals

(Art by Schlafmuetze, https://www.deviantart.com/schl4fmuetzesartcave/art/comission-run-forest-477850643)

ᛃ BODY LANGUAGE ––– –– –

Walk: Confident

Voice: Stern when with people, Gentle when with animals/dragons

Tics or Mannerisms: scribblings things she sees, trying to pet any animal..no matter how dangerous or massive it is

Smell: Fresh fallen snow, animal treats

Posture: Stiff and weary

Disabilities: None

ᛃ RELATIONSHIPS ––– –– –

Partner: None

Parents: Dead

Siblings: None

Children: None

Pets: Falcosaur hatchling and an emerald whelping she decided to keep as ysera died

ᛃ PERSONALITY TRAITS ––– –– –

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Addictive / In Between / Nonaddictive

ᛃ RP HOOKS ––– –– –

Runes/scrolls: If you need any, she will gladly make them to support in battle against foes or tries teaches some basics

Battle: She is able to hold a sword but horrible in fights. The woman would be thankfully to get a swordmaster (maybe a ebon blade companion) as teacher,

Drinks: Bhaal would never refuse a drink or two, to at least grand herself the little illusion of being alive

Animals: Nothing makes the woman crawl faster out of her little ice shell. For her, animals are honest and not judging.

Dragons: She never dared speaking to one of the aspects, but got a high respect for them and their brood. Meeting a dragon would be some sort of fresh encounter

(Art by Clover-Teapot, https://www.deviantart.com/clover-teapot/art/Bhaal-Chibi-Commission-509599029)

ᛃ About the Woman ––– –– –

Bhaal, born in the tirisfal glades, had always a great talent to draw and mimic the old art of runes like the kirin tor used in their spell books. During the lack of knowledge of those, a mage took the woman in to teach writing and basics about those spells..which were almost impossible to weave, but at least easy to recreate in form on scrolls.

Said talent was swiftly noticed by the prince of lodareon back there. The prince, known as arthas, was hunting down some sort of demon..a demon who had caused massive destruction and horrible outcomes around his and her own home. With a well picked expedition, sh was allowed to travel to nothrend and create those supporting scrolls who were used by the local mages to increase the defenses, heal the soldiers and cause some serious fire damages to those undead foes they had to face every day.

Soon though the prince disappeared and left the camp alone, to search something she wouldn't be able to understand. Instead she kept on creating and practiced handling a sword on the side..just in case of defense, as runes alone might not be enough in those harsh wilds. With the man's return, everyone thought that either their journey would finally find it's end and everyone able to travel home, but none of that was the case. Instead the by now twisted price slaughtered down the camp and burned the ships to ensure that no one would be able to return and give message of the horrible act. Sadly those runes sure turned out to be useless as defense and the amateur like act of holding a sword alone made the crazy driven prince only gifting her a tired smile. She was forced to share the exact same fate as the rest and the bodies got dragged to one of those cursed undead places, to wait for the most godless act ever seen.

Together with a bunch of capable soldiers, they got revived as deathknights to serve under the lich kings heavy leading tone.

While everyone went out to play it's role as pawn of the undead leader, the woman was hold back and dragged to the forges, to do what she had done best in her living times. Forcing and engraving runes...just not on paper, but on those very cursed swords, to allow the knight drawing out power of ice, corrupting plague and inner strength.

The solider fell in battle, as it turned out to be just a farce..a chess game to lure out a simple god damn person. Said person was able to beat the lich king in battle, forcing him to withdraw and allowing those under his grasp to regain their old will and eventually parts of their old memory.

It was eventually the most bitter part of the woman to wake up from a nightmare to stumble right into the next one with realization, that she would never be the same person as before. Still..till this day, she simply tries to support with her rune and little magic skills, while avoiding the living as good as she can..ashamed of her own appearance.

OOC: She is a woman, who had simply seen too much bad things in her life with a mix of betrayal and abuse of her skills and body. Bhaal is overall a gentle being, but it's hard to crack that ice shell and find and warm part. Animals are mostly the key to see a little gentle and not fake smile.

ᛃ LOOKING FOR ––– –– –

All sort of RP and people: Getting into the lore, meeting up, learning and understanding all the things are my main goal! From little chatters, to small plots, everything is possible!

ᛃ ABOUT THE MUN ––– –– –

Who I am: A pink Gecko, to licks monitors and eats steaks (35 years old mun, who shitposts alot and makes memes, to try making some ppl smile :p)

Server: Outland EU, main char (Argent dawn, alt char)

Time Zone: CEST European time Zone (Germany)

Availability: When i am online, since i work in shifts

Writing Style: Varies. I am trying to adapt to people and overwhelm them with too much text

Platforms: In Game and In Discord. On tumblr it’s more -what if- situations

(Art by Ashaton, https://www.deviantart.com/ashaton/art/Bhaal-546551901)

ᛃ Restrictions ––– –– –

Generally not up to gore/maiming/killing, especially so when not brought up beforehand.

As much as i love writing smut, i want to know the muse a little more, before engaging in any nsfw content

No Erotic or Romantic themes if you or your character are under-age or just SEEM immature.

Even less Erotic themes if you are a gome. It’s a no.

Contact: Direct Messages on Tumblr or discord Thorcatte#6253

[la-ro-ki]

i always want fic recs yes tell me more

ahh sorry that this is a few days late I’ve been trying to find the time and brain power to sort out a coherent rec list! 

national hot dad alliance is now calling...

the very first Haikyuu!! fanfic I ever read that actually got me into the series! I read this before every watching the anime or reading the manga and I distinctly remember having to google characters appearances constantly jdsjlaakl. 

despite not having any clue who any of these characters were I still really enjoyed it and rereading it only made it better. this is one of those fics that you just can’t help but reread over and over again tbh 

I’d definitely recommend it to anyone who really enjoys captain shenanigans!! it also has good queerplatonic relationship rep which I can always get behind

THE WIENER SOLDIERS

yes it’s another chatfic I’m sorry,,, this is another fic that I reread a lot whenever I’m in the mood for some shenanigans.

this one def plays itself less seriously than national hot dad alliance but still has it’s moments where it pulls back from some of it’s more crack-like attributes

I’d reccomend to anyone who likes more chaotic fanfics that can still get serious or just people that think the second gen captains are neat. there’s two poly relationships in it which I, a polyamorous person, always appreciate!

Sky Full of Stars

y’all don’t even get me started on how much I love this fic!! the characterization for Natsu is always very consistent and I find her very cute! this goes for all the OCs in this fic tbh because I love all of them

I’m p sure you’re all aware of how much I adore Tsutomu and the other STZ boys and they’re all written so well in this fic. very rarely do I ever find them to be OOC wish is really nice since plenty of people mischaracterize them in fics

I’d heavily recommend this to anyone who loves the STZ boys as much as I do and who likes seeing cute OCs in fics!! as of rn there’s no ships and it’s just a gen fic but there are implied crushes

Who We Are

this fic!! this fic holy shit!!! this fic has inspired so many of my own trans headcanons!!!! it’s incredibly wholesome at times yet isn’t scared to show the downsides of being a transitioning teen

if you’re going to read it then I do have to warn you that some characters can be OOC however it’s normally very minor or as a result of personal development. Tsutomu’s also a major supporting character which I love to see always and has very cute relationships with the other characters. other major(ish) supporting characters are Yaku and Kyoutani with plenty of cameos

this is a fic that I’d recommend to people who like or create content with copious amounts of trans headcanons because that’s what this fic’s entire basis is. it’s got a fairly large variety in gender and sexuality headcanons and portrays them very respectfully

Ace

crossover fics done well are always so much fun to read and I think this fic def falls into that category! I’ve seen a few fics with Lev and Alisa being related to Victor from yoi but this is probs my fave

I’ve never seen yoi so I can’t say much about the characterization of those characters but I really like how the Haiba siblings and Nekoma are written! I find them to be very in character and enjoyable to read 

I’d recommend this fic to Haiba and Nekoma stans since they’re the main focus of this fic but I do need to put a disclaimer that it’s an unfinished fic

Oikawa's grand plan to get free food from his rivals.

Shirabu's crazy scheme to get revenge on Oikawa

I don’t know what more to say about these two then just 14,000 words of setter squad antics! all the setters are a p good mix of their fanon and canon selves and I genuinely find both fics funny

I’d recommend this fic to those who also appreciate the setters and like the Pretty Setters SquadTM

6/10

a fic that’s so good at describing social anxiety that it activated my social anxiety djslksl. I’ve personally always thought of Kageyama as someone who has anxiety and seeing it written out like this only makes me more set in that idea

people who also see Kageyama as having social anxiety will probably like this fic but if you’re sensitive to depictions of anxiety then this fic likely isn’t for you. it made me uncomfortable a few times because I couldn’t help but empathise with Kageyama

The Lucky Ones

just a oneshot about STZ magical boys because I personally really like magical girl animes and just thought this fic in particular was cute

If I Had You

a really good kyouhaba fic that mainly deals with Kyoutani coming to terms with his sexuality and his attraction to Yahaba. I don’t always like how people portray Kyoutani but I feel like this fic does a very good job with his character!

there’s repeated cameos from other aobajousai members and Tanaka, Yamamoto, and Misaki are all pretty important characters in this fic. this fic also addresses how different people handle coming out to both friends and family

this is a fic I’d recommend to people with exquisite taste who ship kyouhaba and who just want the best for both of them! 

Mistakes and Misunderstandings

I really like this fic and how it deals with the relationship between Semi and Shirabu and their own differences in personality! it also touches on how them having a strained relationship affects their teammates and how the other members try to help them work it out

I like this fic especially because it shows how their own inner thoughts differ so greatly and presents a realistic way for them to learn to communicate with each other. it doesn’t just try to play the tsundere card and instead gives both characters good characterization and reasoning as to why they find it hard to just say what they mean

I’d recommend this fic to other STZ stans or to people who enjoy well written gen fics!!

Summer Leaves

a seijoh!Hinata and stz!Kageyama fic because it wouldn’t be a fic rec list if I didn’t include a Kageyama AU

I haven’t reread the Hinata POV chapters since the first time I read the fic but I’ve read the Kageyama chapters over a few times and really enjoy the characterization of both Kageyama and the other STZ members. the way Oikawa is written in this fic feels fairly truthful to canon and none of the other aobajousai members are very OOC. out of the STZ members Semi in particular is written in a way I rarely see for him which is always refreshing

this fic is one I’d recommend to people who like teamswap AUs especially since it’s so well written!

as bright as a blackhole; and twice as dense

almost 30,000 words of Kageyama being dense and awkward in social situations while Tsukishima watches on in pain

plenty of cameos from other characters and doting on Kageyama

if you like crack fic that’s taken a bit too seriously then this is for you

rainwater

Five Times Kawanishi Wanted to Hold Shirabu's Hand, and One Time He Did

Statistics and Star Princes

harbour lights

Window Vine

just a bunch of STZ ship fics that I also adore but am too tired to also talk about in any detail because writing this rec list took more time than I thought and I’m exhausted

[crapitskizaru]

X Dino x Fem!Reader x Hawkins

do you ever just sit and wonder what life would be like if u were in a poly relationship with drake and hawkins?? yeah I do too 😔😔

bro the idea of hawkins and dino boi drake having to share the same fem!s/o and going to hot springs together and just pure shenanigans happening has been haunting me for too long i swear on god 😔😳

Warning: bro......yes + idgas that they arent actually this dumb in canon

Word Count: 1,2k

“Move over.” 

“There is a spot on the other side.” 

“But I want this spot.” 

You sighed. The two headliners had been bickering among themselves for the whole afternoon already, and nothing indicated they had any intentions to stop. If you were to ignore their sarcastic remarks, however, the slight humming of the hot springs you were currently occupying could be very relaxing. 

“I’m trying to enjoy my evening, Drake. So far, you’re the one who’s successfully ruined it.” 

“It’s because you’re taking all the bubbles for yourself.”

It was Hawkins turn to sigh heavily as he sunk lower into the hot spring, leaving only his head above the water level. His hair looked notably soft, drifting lazily all around him. 

“What bubbles?” 

“Your spot is the only one that has them,” Drake muttered, trying to sound unbothered, although a quick glance in his direction convinced you that he was, indeed, very bothered. He still hasn’t entered the pool, toddling around its edges for quite a while already. 

“He’s not going to let it go. You should move, for the sake of world peace,” you smirked to Hawkins. He looked so comfortable in the water, you couldn’t help but listen to his gaze that silently screamed ‘help me’.

“Drake?” chiming, you let your legs show just an inch below the water level and wiggled them playfully. “There’s a spot right next to me. Don’t you want to join in?”

He mumbled incoherent sentences under his breath, which meanings you couldn’t really make out, but obediently submerged into the water right next to you after less than a second of hesitation.

You thought the two devil fruit users wouldn’t be able to last long in the water, but apart from some buds of sweat glistening on Drake’s temples and a weak sigh of content coming from Hawkins, they didn’t show any signs of weariness. 

Resting your head back against the edge of the pool, you let your body flow all the way upwards and tried to clean your mind of worried thoughts. Right there, engulfed by the warm water and surrounded by not one but two of the strongest soldiers of the Yonkou, you felt as if there was no other place on Earth you’d rather be in. 

As sneakily as possible, you peeked over to your left, where constant splashing of water and fidgety movements signaled that Drake still couldn’t find his zen. The strong beams of sunlight reached his pale skin through the surface, his ab muscles on full display for anyone to admire. Only when your eyes traveled a bit lower - for no other reasons that the courtesy’s sake, of course - you noticed his hawaiian shorts has gotten him into a slight predicament, ballooning up with air and making him resemble a human souffle. 

You really didn’t mean to giggle, but the sight was simply too entertaining as he desperately tried to smooth his shorts out underwater. 

“Do you want me to help with this?” you asked, raising a taunting eyebrow. Somewhere on your right, the blonde magician chuckled. 

Drake’s face immediately turned pink, his hands latching into his thighs and to the fabric of his pants, as if everything was already solved. He kept his gaze everywhere but on you. 

“Uh, I think I got this-”

“Maybe you should take them off,” Hawkins suggested calmly, observing in clear amusement the blush on Drake’s face raise with each second.

“And maybe you should mind your own business.” 

As much as you loved to relax your limbs in the warm water, the perspective of exploring Drake’s body and indulging in making him as embarrassed as possible seemed far more entertaining. 

So you didn’t feel any kind of guilt when wiggling over in water and placing yourself on his lap, your hands landing on his thighs and slowly rubbing along them, straightening out the shorts. 

“Is that better?” you asked quietly, glancing up at him. The blank expression on your face you worked so hard on maintaining evaporated in a blink when you saw how red his cheeks were, your laughter echoing around the springs. 

“You’re tormenting him, (Name).” Hawkins hadn’t as much as shifted from his spot, but that didn’t stop him from watching his colleague getting tortured for fun. “Everyone already knows he can’t handle a half-naked person in front of him.” 

His teasing must have snapped Drake out of his delusional state as he barked out. “Not everyone knows that-”

“Even Kaido knows.” 

You watched Drake’s face become suddenly drained of all color. “No,” he gasped quietly. “You told him?” 

A delicate smirk was all of a reply he got from Hawkins. As much as you enjoyed their little exchange, you couldn’t help but feel the warmth of Drake’s thighs against yours and the hardened skin on his chest underneath your fingers. 

The warm water dripped down your arm when you lifted your hand to tangle in his hair, caressing his warm lips with your own. His whole body twitched in surprise and when you pulled back a bit, he looked utterly smitten. 

“Mmh, doesn’t he look tense?” you asked Hawkins, lacing your voice with exaggerated worry. “Hawkins-san?” 

Your last addition carried an intended effect as Drake choked on his saliva and started to awkwardly cough. During this little show, Hawkins smoothly swam over to you two - you couldn’t stop yourself from admiring how soft and delicate his hair looked, reflecting the beams of sunlight, and how perfect the contours of his face seemed. 

“I know just the way to make him relax,” he hummed. It was his turn to cup Drake’s face and deliver a long kiss to his lips, the sight itself waking a surge of excitement in your belly as you caressed Drake’s chest slowly, making sure he gets as much pleasure from your touches as possible. 

His breath turned heavy from the kiss and the sweat mixed with water glistened on his skin. He tried to say something but reason escaped him entirely when he broke the kiss, his eyes landing on you. 

You gasped - much louder than you’d have wanted - when Drake leaned in and buried his face in your neck, your perception seemingly heightened when it dawned on you just how close the two headliners were, their bodies warm and begging to be touched. 

Drake’s arm sneaked around your waist, slowly, hesitantly, his other hand reaching up to your hair and stroking it gently. And when Hawkins seized the opportunity to lick your lips and dive deep into the kiss, your thighs gripped Drake’s lap tighter from stimulation.

The sensations were absolutely exhilarating - you would love nothing else than to get rid of the already skimpy clothing you had on to expose yourself in front of those two and observe their reactions. 

Hawkins’ hand was halfway to rub against your inner thigh when, all of a sudden, a disapproving voice ended your little heaven, making all three of you jump in surprise - Drake finally looked up from your neck, his gaze confused as if he forgot you were in a public place. 

“Kaido-san requests your presence!” the soldier yelled, coming closer. “Immediately!” 

Hawkins sighed, pulling away. 

“Then we’ll continue this another time.”