#poly lads

[hyperfixationhobo]

So guess who decided to brush off their writing skills? This bitch that's who. And man, I remembered why I stopped in the first place. But I finished it cause the idea wouldn't leave me alone and my job is so fucking boring so I hope you enjoy!!!!! Also sorry if my writing is rusty, it’s been years since I last wrote fanfiction.

TW!!: Mentions of hinted child death and pre-panic attacks!!! Proceed with caution!!!

In a Heartbeat

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Rafayel hums under his breath as he strolls into Akso Hospital near midnight. He’s not one to be out and about at this time, especially on a day when his inspiration is running rampant, but he received a text from Zayne asking for him to come over. He waved at the receptionist and avoided the nurses as he made his way up to Zayne’s office. He’s a bit tired of being whispered about ever since he checked himself into the hospital that one time.

Waking into the office he instantly knew something was off. The shutters were closed casting the room in mostly darkness beside the few streams of moonlight that managed to make it through the small cracks between them. Zayne always preferred for them to be open, something about the sun warming up his room and making it more cozy to work in. Speaking of warmth, Rafayel noticed just how freezing it was here. His breath fogging with each exhale making his brows furrow, Zayne despises the cold. He frowned and squinted his eyes trying to see anything before finally deciding to reach over for the light switch but froze when his hand made contact with something cold.

Is that…is that ice?

Rafayel quickly summoned a flame in his left hand and took an involuntary step back as he saw frost climbing up the walls of the office like tendrils on a garden gate. Making the flame in his hand bigger, Rafayel finally found the source of the ice, the only source it could come from if he thought about it. There in front of a now ice-coated desk sitting curled up on himself was Zayne. The doctor’s breathing was erratic and labored with sobs, frost seeping into the taller male’s skin making it an irritated red and deathly blue from where frostbite began to slowly set in. Rafayel didn't waste another second as he quickly made his way over to Zayne, almost slipping a few times from the ice-covered floor. Kneeling, Rafayel carefully brought his flame close to Zayne’s skin and sighed in quiet relief as he saw the frost slowly recede.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He softly asked as he began to untangle Zayne’s fingers from unruly locks that were suffering the brute of harsh tugs. He frowned when all he got in reply were heart-wrenching sobs. Softly clicking his tongue he let the fire warm his hands before gently cupping Zayne’s face and wiping away the doctor's tears. Even as they were quickly replaced with new ones.

“Ok, deep breaths for me Snowdrop. Slow deep breaths.” He softly instructed as he placed one of Zayne’s hands on his chest before taking a deep breath himself. He took a few of them before he felt Zayne trying to copy his breathing. It was stuttery and uneven but it was still trying.

After a few minutes, Zayne’s sobs finally died down leaving sniffles in its wake. Rafayel softly hummed and maneuvered them so that the taller male’s head rested on his shoulder. He smiled softly at just how small Zayne looked. Normally the doctor was standing at an imposing height, being one of the tallest in their group, but now he was curled up. Head resting on Rafayel’s shoulder and placing his entire weight on the smaller male’s being. Trying to get as close to Rafayel’s natural body heat as possible.

“Wanna talk about it?” Rafayel quietly asked while rubbing Zayne’s hands which were raw and irritated from the prolonged ice exposure. At the head shake he got in response he merely went back to humming. He wasn't going to force Zayne to talk if he didn't want to. He knew that the doctor would open up when ready, and now just wasn't the time. So he put his energy into making sure his skin stayed warm and continued humming a song he heard Sylus play once.

About an hour later he felt Zayne shift. The doctor’s legs unfurled and stretched out, making Zayne’s top half of his body lay on Rafayel’s. The smaller male grunted softly in slight discomfort before leaning back so that he was slightly propped up against the desk, still making sure that Zayne was comfortable. He sighed softly before running one of his hands through Zayne’s hair, occasionally scratching the taller male’s scalp which got an appreciative hum in response.

He went back to humming as he allowed his eyes to close, drawing little shapes on Zayne’s back. He was just drifting off before startling lighting from a buzz in his pocket. He blinked drowsily as he fumbled for his phone and winced at the bright light that suddenly decided to blind him. Once his sight finally returned he quirked an eyebrow at a message he received from Sylus.

Mushu: Why are you at Zayne’s office? Did something happen?

Bubbles: How do you know I'm at Zayne’s office?

Mushu: You honestly thought I wouldn't place trackers on your guys’ phones?

Bubbles: You what?! When did you do that?!

Mushu: That’s not important. Did Zayne’s surgery not go well?

Rafayel blinked as all the pieces finally clicked. Zayne had been telling them about a surgery he was going to perform today. A little boy in need of some stitches on his heart. Zayne had been practicing for weeks, having them occasionally quiz him on what to do and back up plans. Failing a surgery was rare for Zayne with the amount of preparation the doctor puts in, but it wasn't always enough sometimes.

Bubbles: He’s doing better now. He hasn't told me anything yet.

Mushu: Ok, let me know if you need anything.

Rafayel smiled softly as he turned off his phone and glanced down at Zayne who was now sleeping. The taller male’s face was now relaxed, nose and cheeks flushed a lovely fire opal red. Normally Rafayel would find the sight beautiful, but he remembers the sobs that had caused the flushed skin. Gently rubbing a thumb across Zayne’s cheek, Rafayel starts to quietly sing a song in Lemurian. He softly pats Zayne’s head twice before making a gesture with his hand as if he's throwing something. He then does it again but this time he pats the spot over Zayne’s heart.

“Pain and sadness go away. Pain and sadness leave the bay. Leave me leave me, leave me be. Leave me leave me, leave the sea.” He murmured while he continued his patting and throwing motion. It was a rhyme his people said when in a funk. Throwing away the sadness to make room for joy. Once he felt sated, Rafayel shifted one more time before allowing his body to truly relax.

Will he forget what his idea for a painting he was going to do was? Probably. Will his back hurt from how he's lying down? Absolutely. Will Zayne scold him tomorrow for sleeping in a weird position and how it's really bad for his back? Most definitely. Would Rafayel do this all again if needed?

In a heartbeat.

[1-delululand-1]

LaDS shenanigans

"What's my name in your phone?"

Includes: Zayne, Sylus, Rafayel, Xavier, & Caleb

Tw: implied poly relationship(s), slightly suggestive in Caleb's but not rly, Rafayel being a drama queen, fluff

M.List

Caleb

Rafayel

Xavier

Sylus

Zayne

[strifesolution]

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!

(Read the main fic first!)

[fandom-multi]

These give me life

What have you been playing?

Characters: LADs x gn!mc (poly lads)

Warnings: Very slight spoilers for new event

Written: 11th February 2025

Notes: Poly lads group chat. MC plays a new game, the boys are curious, MC gets very bullied. Good partners want to know what their partners are into 😌 I was about to sleep but this idea wouldn't leave me alone. So have at ye.

Masterlist AO3

[lukazade]

Good morning!

[blackcatninja]

Sylus is the worst person to fall asleep on and yet the guys + MC have all fallen asleep on him at some point. We know how MC feels about but with the guys:

Xavier is the only one that truly doesn’t care. He’ll sleep like a cat with all the odd positions he’ll be in when falling asleep on Sylus.

Zayne did it once and ended up with the worst pain in his neck and back that he swore he would never do it again.

Rafayel ever the drama queen, complains about how much the pain will set his latest artwork back for weeks (it was only like two days).

Even Caleb manages to fall asleep on him at some point. Unfortunately the first time it happens, it starts with him sleeping next to Sylus until his body began slumping over, causing his face to slam into Sylus’ hard ass shoulder. He does eventually fall asleep again but the damage has been done.

But no matter what complaints they all have, once movie night rolls around, they’re back to laying on him.

[juiceeypeach]

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[𖤐] smut/suggestive

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[robynhoodwrites]

Zayne x Reader x Xavier

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Written upon recommendation! This is written in first person from the readers POV. Contains smut, but begins with fluff :) All three characters are in a pre-established relationship, and the main character is written AFAB, but is referred to with they/them pronouns.

Minors DNI! This writing contains the following themes: slight offscreen injury (it's not that bad I promise), all three characters are switches (Xavier = heavy bottom lean, Zayne = heavy top lean), oral sex, threesome, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, hand jobs, and praise.

"Hey, can you hear me? Hello?” I hear a distant, echoing voice yell. I can barely see, my vision blurry as I come back into consciousness. I feel an ache in my lungs, my chest feeling slightly tight as I grip the bed sheets beneath me.

 Bedsheets? Wasn’t I just out fighting a wanderer with Xavier? The wanderer had been tough, releasing bubbles that exploded if not popped in a certain amount of time.

“Hey, you okay?” I hear the worried voice ask, my eyes finally focusing on the person above me. His silvery hair is shining under the bright fluorescent light above us, his eyes filled with a look of anxiety. The room finally comes into focus, and I start to notice all of the medical equipment surrounding me.

“What happened?” I ask, slowly rising in bed and rubbing my eyes. Xavier steadies me by grabbing my shoulders and leaning me against the back of the elevated hospital bed.

“One of Snoozer’s bubbles popped right next to you. Knocked you out cold,” Xavier almost whispers, his hand rising to brush a strand of hair out of my face. “You didn’t seem to get injured at all, you just kind of… passed out.”

His fingers remain on my face, cradling my cheek as we stare into each other’s eyes. I feel the stiffness leave his body as he sighs, the worry being lifted off of him at my awakening. A small smile creeps onto his lips, his hand still resting warmly on my cheek.

The sliding door to the room opens suddenly, causing me to flinch at the sudden intrusion. Xavier just calmly looks towards the doorway, a tall and dark-haired man walking into the room and towards the two of us.

“Zayne? You’re still working this late?” I ask, smiling slightly at the sight of such a familiar face. The man does not smile, moving to my side and putting a thermometer in my mouth. It beeps and Zayne takes the machine out of my mouth, sighing before finally looking down at my face.

“I was just getting off my shift when they wheeled you in. Decided to put in some overtime so I could be the one to check on you,” He mutters, writing something down in his notebook and closing it with a snap.

“To check on me, or to scold me?” I mutter, already feeling the sour attitude radiating off of him. I hear a small chuckle rise from Xavier’s throat, and he claps a hand over his mouth before it can reach the surface.

“A little bit of that, too. How could you be so reckless?” He asks, his tone stern. He puts his gloved hand over mine lovingly, but his gaze is still stony. “You didn’t know what was in that bubble! It could have been poisonous for all you know!”

“What was in that bubble?” Xavier asks, resting his chin on his hands in the chair next to my bed. Zayne shoots him a stony glare, and Xavier raises both his hands in a defensive manner.

“It was just a simple sedative, but that’s not the point! They could have been gravely injured,” he sighs, rubbing his temples in frustration. “I know that it’s your job, but please proceed with a bit more caution next time. You scared me,” he says softly, his eyes darting back to mine with a hint of worry in them.

A bit of warmth fills my cheeks, my eyes widening ever so slightly in surprise. I can’t believe the stoic Dr. Zayne was worried about me this much! “I’m sorry, Zayne. I’ll be more careful next time,” I say softly, my thumb rubbing over his hand affectionately.

“Do you have any worrying symptoms?” Zayne asks, flipping through my chart and writing little notes here and there. I quickly scan my body, searching for any odd pains or aches.

“Honestly, I’m just tired. Nothing besides that,” I state, and Zayne closes his notebook with a sigh of relief. I feel a squeeze on my arm, Xavier’s hand resting softly on my forearm in encouragement.

“Since it was just a sedative and you have no unnatural symptoms, you are released from the hospital. I will be driving the two of you home,” he says, patting my leg and smoothing down some bits of Xavier’s hair before walking into the hospital hallway.

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The car rumbles softly beneath me, my exhausted body strewn across the backseats as I try and get some rest. Zayne drives slowly and carefully, both his hands gripping the wheel tightly.

“Let me hold your hand,” Xavier mutters to him, trying to coax one of his muscular hands off of the steering wheel. Zayne shoos his hand away, focusing on the road. “Hey!” Xavier whines, his arms crossing in front of him.

“You’re not supposed to drive with only one hand on the wheel,” Zayne begins, a stern look on his face. Such a stickler for the rules. “And I’m not happy with you either, you know. You let them get hurt!” Xavier gives him a fake frown, his puppy dog eyes baring into Zayne’s cold ones. Finally, after a moment, Zayne relents to Xavier and rubs his thumb along the outside of Xavier’s hand.

We sit like this for a while, Zayne and Xavier holding hands while I rest comfortably in the back. Then, after the tell-tale bump of the car going into park, I realize we’ve arrived at our apartment.

Xavier lets me rest against his shoulder as we walk through the parking lot, and I smile as I lean into the heat of his body. Zayne walks in front of us, his body still tense from the frustration he felt earlier. He holds the door open, flicking the lights on and ushering us into the apartment.

Xavier begins leading me to the couch, but Zayne intervenes. “They needs more rest. Let’s have them lay in the bedroom,” he says, lightly putting a hand on Xavier's back and leading us farther into the apartment.

Once I am finally lying comfortably in my bed, Zayne begins to leave the room. Before he can leave his space beside me, I grab his wrist. He turns, a soft look finally replacing the cold one he has had since the hospital. “Where are you going?” I ask, slightly pleading with my voice.

“I’m getting you water,” Zayne begins, but Xavier walks in with a cup full of water and places it on the bedside table next to me. Xavier smiles mischievously at Zayne before leading him over to the bed.

“Now you have no excuse not to stay here and cuddle,” Xavier says, pinching Zayne’s cheek affectionately and patting the empty space on the bed. Zayne sighs and lays down, the two of them sandwiching me and wrapping their arms around me carefully.

Zayne, though facing me, is avoiding eye contact. He looks down at his hand instead, which is rubbing against my arm comfortingly. “Zayne, are you still mad?” I ask, my voice nearly a whisper. His eyes shoot up to mine, his hand moving from my arm to my chin.

“I was never mad at you, sweetie. I was just worried. When I saw them wheeling you in, I imagined the worst possible things that could have happened to you…” he trails off, not finishing his sentence. The look in his eyes is enough for me to imagine how he must have felt.

“Xavier was worried, too. He almost started bawling, the poor guy,” Zayne says jokingly, and Xavier playfully hits him in the arm. I turn my head to face Xavier, my heart jumping slightly in my chest.

“I didn’t wanna scold them over it. You were doing a good enough job for the both of us!” Xavier jokes to Zayne, but a small glint of sadness in his eyes tells me that what Zayne said is true. I feel a pang of guilt in my chest at the thought of how worried these boys must have been.

“Please don’t feel guilty, though. You were just doing your job, and we know it isn’t your fault that you got hurt,” Xavier says, spotting the look of guilt on my face. I sigh a little bit in relief, but there is still a bit of guilt lingering in the pit of my stomach. “Just don’t ever worry us like that again.”

“I’m sorry guys,” I say softly, a small frown spreading across my face. Zayne tilts my head over to his, using his thumb to playfully wipe the frown off of my face. His gaze lingers for a moment on my lips, his finger trailing over the bottom one lightly. He snaps out of it, his hand leaving my face and going back to resting lightly in mine.

A shiver runs down my spine, that gesture alone being enough to turn me on. How can someone be so unintentionally hot? I find myself blushing, flustered even though we’ve already been dating for a few months now. I just can’t ever get used to how amazing he makes me feel.

I feel Xavier chuckle lightly, his warm breath tickling my neck. He’s already caught on to what I’m feeling, tracing small circles onto my arm. Zayne still looks oblivious, too busy admiring my face to notice how flustered I am. I separate my hand from Zayne’s, placing it on his chest before slowly trailing it downwards.

His eyes widen, his hand stopping mine just before it reaches its final destination. “You need to rest, I don’t want to make you feel worse-” He begins, but my hand shoots up to cover his mouth.

“I feel great. I was tired, but that nap in the car gave me all the energy I need,” I whisper, my hand resuming its place on his lower abdomen. He hesitates for a moment before slowly nodding in response, a glint of excitement sparkling in his eyes. I feel a sudden poke in my ass, Xavier already getting slightly hard just from watching.

A smirk plays across my face, my body rolling over to face Xavier. My eyes meet his, and I notice a small look of desperation flitting across his face. “Someone’s already excited, and we haven’t even done anything yet,” I hear Zayne whisper from behind me, his hand idly tracing up and down my arm in a nauseatingly slow, teasing motion.

I feel my body heat up, a small warmth beginning to pool in my pajama pants. “Just a bit of simple touch and the two of you are already all worked up,” Zayne whispers, already proud of his effect on us. Xavier then turns to look at him, the pleading look in his eyes making Zayne groan.

“You made this poor thing worry about you. Why don’t you show him how sorry you are?” Zayne purrs in my ear, his erection now firmly pressing against me. I only nod in response, climbing on top of Xavier and beginning to unbuckle his pants.

Xavier attempts to speak, but Zayne cuts him off with a swift kiss. A moan leaves Xavier’s mouth instead, his hand running through Zayne’s hair. I manage to get his pants off, leaving only a pair of boxers between myself and his dick.

I slowly pull down on the fabric, watching Xavier’s length spring up to meet me. I take it in hand, pausing before moving any further. “You ready, Xav?” I ask, and he lets out a whimper. Finally, he breaks from his kiss with Zayne to look at me, practically pleading with his eyes.

“Please,” Xavier whines, before his lips are swallowed up by Zayne again. I slowly take his tip in my mouth, licking the little dots of precum that line it. He moans again, muffled by Zayne’s mouth clashing with his. I feel my eyes close, my head moving further down his shaft at an agonizing rate.

Zayne takes his mouth off of Xavier's, trailing kisses down his neck instead. “As much as I love your lips, I need to hear you. I need to hear the way you beg for more,” Zayne whispers, finding a place in the crook of Xavier’s neck to bite down on lightly. Xavier whimpers, the mix of sensations being a little too much for him.

I move faster down his length, using my hands to massage the parts that I can’t fit in my mouth. I feel Zayne adjust his position, and open my eyes to find that he has left Xavier entirely. Xavier just throws his head back, still caught up in the feeling of my ministrations.

I feel a sudden chill as my pajama pants are pulled down, leaving my bottom half bare as my clothes are stripped from me. Zayne had moved behind me while I was focusing on Xavier, now grabbing my ass tightly. “You were doing such a good job. I couldn’t help myself,” he mutters, his hand trailing down towards my heat.

A single finger swipes across my clit, a moan escaping from my mouth and onto Xavier’s dick. This vibration is all he needs to finally finish, his hips thrusting up into my mouth as he spasms from pure pleasure. Strings of his warmth shoot into the back of my throat, another moan leaving Xavier’s lips as his cock twitches in my mouth.

I attempt to help Xavier clean up his mess, but one of Zayne’s fingers pushes its way into me. I moan again, my attempts to clean Xavier becoming futile as the strength leaves my upper body. Zayne takes his finger out for only a second, flipping me over so that I am lying with my back on top of Xavier.

Xavier just cradles me in his arms, moving my legs farther apart so that Zayne can continue his work. Xavier wrenches my shirt off, his arms crawling up my hips slowly. At the same time that Xavier’s hands meet my breasts, Zayne’s tongue meets my clit.

A feeling like a jolt of electricity shoots through me, the pleasure of both sensations making me writhe below the two of them. “Hold still, you’re doing such a great job,” Xavier whispers into my ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down my spine. He tweaks my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, the sensation causing another moan to escape my lips.

Zayne continues lapping at my clit, now pumping two fingers in and out of me and rubbing against my walls sensually. I feel the pressure start to build in my stomach, the nearing orgasm making a whimper escape my lips. “Please, come for me,” Xavier whispers in my ear yet again. I feel myself reaching my peak, a string of curses flowing from my mouth as I ride Zayne’s face. Xavier’s lips meet mine, scraping my bottom lip lightly with his teeth.

“Think you can handle more?” Zayne asks the two of us, and I can’t find the words to respond.

“Always,” Xavier answers, looking down at me for my answer. I just nod, gasping when Xavier flips me over onto my hands and knees. My ass is to Xavier, with my face hanging over the edge of the bed where Zayne is now standing. He begins to unbuckle his belt; his shirt having already come off when he stood up earlier.

Xavier lines himself up with my entrance, teasing my folds by rubbing his head along them slowly. An eager moan escapes my lips, trying to back up onto his dick myself. He just pulls away, chuckling to himself in a low tone. Zayne is finally fully naked in front of me, his dick dripping in precum as he taps its head against my closed lips.

I eagerly open my mouth, taking in his dick hungrily and swirling my tongue around the tip. I feel Xavier slowly move into me, letting out a deep groan at the feeling of my tight walls around him. Zayne curses, his hand finding its place in my hair as he moves deeper into my mouth.

The two of them move in sync, pushing in and out of me at equal speeds as I feel more warmth pool in my already aching pussy. “Fuck, you have no idea how good you feel,” Xavier whines, thrusting even faster into me. Zayne moans in agreement, pulling harder at my hair as he helps guide my head up and down his length.

Xavier’s firm hands grip my hips, angling me so that he can thrust even deeper into me. I moan onto Zayne’s cock, my fingers gripping tightly into the bedsheets below me. Xavier moves faster, his twitching cock telling me that he is already about to cum.

Zayne seems to realize, too. He carefully takes his cock out of my mouth, moving away from me and towards Xavier. I can’t even argue, the pleasure from Xavier so strong and constant that the only noise I can make is a moan.

Xavier finally reaches his peak, pulling out of me to finish onto my ass. Zayne wraps his hand around Xavier’s cock, pumping as he shoots ropes onto me. Xavier throws his head back, a loud groan echoing throughout the room.

“Such a good job,” Zayne purrs, licking the mess that Xavier left on my ass. When he finishes, he flips me over onto my back yet again, not hesitating before thrusting himself into me aggressively. I let out a yelp, a mix of both pain and pleasure filling me in an instant.

He thrusts in and out of me at immense speed, obviously longing for release as much as I am. Xavier lies down next to me, breathing heavily from his orgasm. He runs his fingers along my breasts, squeezing them like a stress toy in his hands.

Zayne continues thrusting, one of his fingers reaching down to rub circles along my clit. All of the pleasure building in me finally bursts, my legs shaking as my walls clench around Zayne’s cock. He moans, his orgasm also quickly arriving now that I am tighter around him.

“Xavier,” he moans, calling the man over to him longingly. Xavier immediately sits up, opening his mouth as Zayne quickly pulls out of me. He sticks his already-leaking dick into Xavier’s mouth, throwing his head back as a deep moan escapes his lips.

Xavier swallows, licking a little bit of excess off of his lips, before collapsing next to me on the bed. Zayne joins, the three of us relaxing in each other’s warmth as our bodies twitch from pleasure. Zayne traces circles on my stomach, his chest heaving with each breath as he recovers from his orgasm.

Xavier pushes his naked body against mine, enveloping me in his warmth as he spoons me. “Was that a good enough apology?” I ask, my eyes meeting Zayne’s.

“It was perfect. Just don’t scare us again, and we can do this any time you like,” he whispers, placing a tender kiss on my forehead.

“I like the sound of that,” Xavier mutters, before falling into a deep sleep. Zayne and I smile at him, our hands meeting as we both slowly fall asleep with him.

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And that's it for now! Thanks to whoever submitted the ask requesting this. Remember that I am open to requests as always, and thanks for reading :)

[thesesoldierboysarebi]

TF141 Types of Men they like Most (all of them are bi)

Ghost: looks-wise, he likes two types: a man who can keep up with him athletically— in other words, a fellow soldier— or a twink. He can’t resist a skinny academic type. I hc that this is because his first boy crush in secondary school was this adorable nerdy kid with big oversized glasses who tutored him in English and history. You never forget your first crush. As for personality, Ghost likes a man who’s gonna be a bit of a shit to him. Annoy him. Call him on his bluff! It’s good for him. But he also likes a sweet man, sweet and nerdy like his first crush. Maybe he’s just a nerd lover, who knows.

Soap: Johnny, like the rest of his squad, is never ever going to beat the allegations of blue collar/soldier men being attracted to alt/punk/goth types. So he tends to fiend over quiet, sultry type of men. He’s fine with them being bigger or smaller, but Emo and goth guys can Get It. Tragically, however, Soap’s only so far been able to successfully take home fellow gym rats. But he has hope! As for personality, well. He likes the more quiet and introverted type of guys to contrast with his loud, boisterous personality. But he won’t say no to a fellow sunshine boy.

Price: he realized quite late in his life that he was bisexual, so he’s had quite an exploratory period to try and determine what kind of men he likes. Generally speaking, he tends to veer towards fellow bears and older gentlemen, because he’s a little concerned about just how many twenty-something twinks and femboys he attracts, like a fucking porch light attracting moths. It’s ridiculous to watch when he steps into the gay bars. He’s flattered, boys! But he doesn’t want to date anyone more than eight years under his age. However, he has dated a young artist and goth or two. Physically wise, he likes someone shorter than him because he likes being the Strong One in a relationship. Personality? Same as with women, someone emotionally mature and kind who knows what he wants. And maybe mouths off to him to he can do some brat taming.

Gaz: oh, Gaz loves a himbo. He watched the Disney Hercules at a tender age and that Wonder Boy has lived in his brain rent-free ever since. He also likes nerdy types, like Ghost, and their taste in men often aligns without realizing it. He just likes a sweet, kinda dumb guy. In fact, for a while, I hc that Gaz harbored a small crush on Soap for similar reasons— before it became clear that Johnny MacTavish was just a little too rambunctious for him to handle. But yes, Gaz likes a well-built guy, likes fellow soldiers, likes another guy he can geek out about favorite movies and shows together. For Gaz, it’s a little more comfortable for him to develop a friendship with a man before pursuing a relationship. However, on occasion, Gaz can and will fiend for a dilf the way he fiends for milfs.

[joy-ride]

"Can I get a kiss?

And can you make it last forever?"

Thank you so much to @glambeary for the wonderful comm of Paula/Zayne/Sylus !! My first comm for them 🫶

[we-rice-boi]

I love poly lads so fucking much

These men are hopeless!!

Also SNOWSTAR SUPREMACY!!! WHOORAAHH!!

Zayne: “Xavier careful, you might trip.”

Xavier: “I’ve been riding the subway for months. I think that I know how to stand on it on my own.”

*Subway suddenly jerks sending Xavier stumbling*

Zayne: *Catches Xavier by the waist with one arm and pulls him against his side while still holding his waist.*

Rafayel: “I thought you knew how to stand on the subway.”

Xavier: “Oh shut it, you’re one to talk!”

Rafayel: “And what’s that supposed to mean?”

Xavier: “You’re literally sitting on Sylus’ lap.”

Sylus: “He does have a point, Bubbles.”

Rafayel: “Last time I checked you weren’t a part of this conversation. And for your information Xavier, I refuse to touch any part of this subway. It’s full of germs. Why couldn’t we drive to MC’s place again?”

Caleb: “I’m never getting in a car if you’re driving again. I learned my lesson.”

Rafayel: “I’m not that bad of a driver.”

Caleb: “You told me that the speed limit was just a suggestion!”

Xavier: “And Zayne’s car is too small for all of us.”

Rafayel: “It’s Sylus that takes up most of the room cause he’s a giant and Caleb refuses to ride in the back seat.”

Sylus: “Remember whose lap you’re sitting on.”

Zayne: “While I would’ve liked driving there, this is a much cheaper solution.”

Xavier: “Exactly, the subway has it perks.”

Caleb: “We literally saw a dog and a dog sized rat fight over a slice of pizza on our way here.”

Xavier: “I never said it was perfect.”

Caleb: “That and Fish Cake over there keeps on getting swarmed by paparazzi.”

Rafayel: “Not my fault I’m famous.”

Sylus: “I told him to wear a mask.”

Rafayel: “And cover up my face? Yeah no.”

Caleb: “Why do you have to be so difficult?”

Rafayel: “Mr. Fake a Death can’t be talking to me.”

Caleb: “…touché.”

Zayne: “Can we all just get along for 30 more minutes. Just until we get to MC’s house?”

Xavier: “Yeah.”

Rafayel: “I’ll try.”

Caleb: “Fine.”

Sylus: “…”

Zayne: “…Sylus.”

Sylus: “…I still can’t believe you faked your death for so long.”

Caleb: “Can we fucking drop it?!”

Zayne: “You guys raise my blood pressure I swear.”

[1-delululand-1]

LaDS poly gc shenanigans

How do they react when MC texts only using emojis after she wakes up from a nightmare?

Includes: Sylus, Zayne, Caleb, Xavier, & Rafayel

Tw: crack, fluff, MC going non-verbal

A/n: this is completely self-indulgent bc I struggle sometimes with speaking or even writing actual words when I'm overwhelmed/overstimulated (I'm autistic) so if you don't like it that's ok bc I made it for myself 🤠

M.List

Might do more autistic MC hcs later 👀

[sincerelyitoshi]

Wait this is so Sylus x Zayne x MC coded lowkey

creds: @/wawa.funcake in Tiktok!

[junespriince]

I'm a poly girly for theses men so, sleeping arrangements.

Sylus has the big ass bed we'll need, So MC in the middle, sylus or Zayne on the left depending who goes to bed, Xavier on the right Bec idc he seems like he has to sleep on the right side of the bed to sleep to me, and then Rafayel on top of the mc Bec he's that cuddly sleeper that also doesn't want to not have the mc in his touch.

And the one offs Bec I'm generous.

Xavier once again has to sleep on the right side, is a cuddler so where mc sleep is where plushies were so he's used to cuddling with the plushie pile.

Zayne, get that man into a bed now, IDC how mc methods are he needs sleep, also for the chronic ill girlies that need ice or cold for pain relief he got you, also you can still cuddle in the summer, he's built for that!

Rafayel, fish boy is an octopus, he will pout if you don't let him hold you, he will say he will shrivel up and die if he can't touch you, and if you succeed and saying no he's taking all the cover so might as well.

Sylus, poly situation he'll take the left, not in that situation he's in the middle and you choose! Right? Left? On top? It don't matter but he will probably just stay there and let you sleep instead of sleeping so idk yell at him. Fusses for everyone else sake but can't take care of himself, for shame.

edit, adding caleb

Caleb, is impossibly close bec bad dreams and you are taking them away from him, may accidentally take ya with him to the floor.

[astracora]

Poly!LADs headcanons - Bathing/Showering Edition

Inspired by thinking about how cold Raffy's preferred baths must be as a Lemurian.

Featuring all lads (inc Caleb) and main MC.

Masterlist

Rafayel prefers baths, he'll shower if he's in a rush, but he'll mostly want to bathe. This normally involves him spending hours just lying in the bath (Sylus has made a lot of jokes about stewed fish).

Prefers his water ice cold, as a deep sea fishy it's most familiar and while he can use hot water it's not as comforting, and he'll normally only do that if he's sharing the bath or shower with someone else and doesn't want them catching hypothermia.

Has the greatest supply of bathing accessories and products you'll ever see in your life. Anything that's ethically created or not harmful to the environment.

Is still unsure on bath bombs, on one hand, very fun, on the other hand, he likes being submerged in the water and he CAN keep his eyes open and often does. Yes he's gotten the bath bomb stuff in his eyes cause he forgot, yes he complained for hours after and got spoiled to high heaven for it.

Is mostly likely to bathe with Sylus at normal temperature for him (ice cold) cause Sylus is unbothered by temperature changes, so does not require the added heat for it to be bearable. If the temperature of the bath is adjusted, he'll often bathe with MC or with Xavier (who uses it as an excuse to have a nap, because Raffy won't let him drown and he's terrible at bathing alone.)

Always smells delightful after his routines, and they take a while.

Zayne is typically a shower guy, because he's a busy man but cares about looking presentable a lot. His routine is next level organised. Showers are pretty average temperature, but do run a bit hotter especially after using his EVOL.

While he has been known to have a bath, he's more likely to do it with someone else, or if someone has forced him to take it slow and pamper himself or is doing the pampering for him.

Kind of a get in and get out, he has products he likes to use and sticks with those, unless another one is suggested to him and he takes a liking to it. Will take longer showers if he's sharing the shower with someone else, in that case he enjoys taking care of them, and it takes quite a while before he gets used to anyone else doing it for him.

He shares the shower most with Sylus out of anyone (though frankly Sylus showers the most out of everyone so he'll happily hop in with anyone), close second are Caleb and MC. Both of whom he will nudge so he can take care of them, old age childhood friend worries. They do return the favour.

Jasmine shampoo and citrus body wash is the way to go for this man, citrus shaving cream too. Smells like a dessert, though tends to tone it down for when he's working at the hospital cause there's enough strong scents around his patients.

Xavier cannot be left alone to bathe, more than once someone has checked on him in the bath and he's fallen asleep and has almost drowned. Now if he bathes they set timers, or someone will bathe with him. It's not his fault, poor man is exhausted and worn down between how often he spends hunting and his connection to a dying planet.

He's most likely to shower and similar to Zayne he gets in and gets out, but he's also raised a prince, he knows how to self care and groom himself so he always looks good and presentable. He is very fond of baths more than he is of showers, because of this he will bathe with Raffy often. Depending on how he's feeling someone will join him in the shower and help him take care of himself. Especially after a nightly stint as Lumiere.

Water temperature is pretty normal, fairly hot but not that hot. Because of this he's easy to share a shower with.

Prewarning if you wash his hair he will fall asleep even quicker, or get frisky.

He likes really simple scents, things that aren't too powerful just incase it messes with his work. Tends to go with soft florals, it's like lying in a field of flowers, but you can only really smell it up close. (Raffy, Sylus and MC have all buried their nose in his neck before now, and just fallen asleep there.)

Caleb is a busy man so in the farspace fleet, showers are quick, like incredibly quick and whatever he has time for he'll do. Due to this he's prefers bathing when he's not at work, more time, more space to relax (more likely to be able to have MC wrapped up in his arms in the warm water), and just generally a luxury he doesn't really get time for often. He'll still shower when he's in somewhat of a rush to do something, like if he has a date with any of the polycule and he's running a bit late, or just wants to be done quickly cause he's excited.

He's used to cold showers... for several reasons, but also because MC had a bad habit of losing track of time in the shower when they were younger, and used up all the hot water more than once. That said he's chill with cold showers (badum tsh) but he's actually good with any kind of temperature (farspace training means you get used to all kinds of situations, as does DAA training). If it's super hot, the pain of the heat makes his sensory feedback respond better, so he has joined Sylus and MC for the 'I'm scalding my skin off with boiling water' showers, just to get to touch them to his hearts content. (Pre-cybernetic fixing anyway)

Showers most with MC, Sylus and Zayne, bathes most with MC and Xavier.

For work all his stuff is non-scented, at home he'll use whatever he knows MC likes most, he has however tried chocolate-smelling stuff, but they're very hit or miss, also likes fruit smells, strawberry is a favourite.

Sylus loves showering, he will spend such a long time in them, not as long as Raffy spends in the bath, but it's real close. (You best believe he's spending a fortune on heating water in the polycules house, this man does not care.) Temperature is 'burn your skin off' hot, he's a dragon, while he's not bothered by temperature in general, the hotter it is the better. The amount of steam in the shower room after is frankly suffocating.

Has the second biggest collection of skin care and body care products, all his stuff is expensive, but he'll make sure everyone's favourite stuff is stocked regardless. (Very obsessed however with other people wearing his scents, and visa versa) This man luxuriates, his stuff smells like you'd expect a rich man to smell. Woody, spicy and earthy smells. Like you've walked into a fancy boutique, it is pleasant though. He's never overpowering (what happens when you've got an autistic partner), but he does like to smell nice so he can wrap his partners up in the smell by contact.

Enjoys sharing showers with everyone, will happily bathe with others too but prefers his showers, partially cause he's used to needing to be prepared but also because he just enjoys them. He does get handsy, like a lot, but it's not (always) sexually driven, he's just a very big fan of pampering others, and enjoys touching his partners.

Any shower with Sylus will take longer than you planned. (And he wants to have his hair dried and brushed after.)

MC is similar to Sylus for temperature, but not QUITE as hot, will still leave their skin raw though, and will also spend a fair bit of time in there. Doesn't really actively go out of their way to bathe, but will if someone wants them to join them (ill advised to let them and Xavier bathe together, both fall asleep). Also rarely shares showers with others, unless requested or they really need help cleaning up (or are feeling the need for physical comfort and care).

They prefer to just clean up, zone out for twenty to thirty minutes, and then leave, the routine is important, and is a destress method. Has a stool for the shower too, because taking a prosthetic in there is very ill advised and cleaning yourself one handed can be a real pain in the ass. Much easier for them to sit down sometimes.

Doesn't like strong smelling stuff, but does love tropical scents (coconut, pineapple, mango, passion fruit stuff, as long as it's not too artificial) but will otherwise happily use anyone else's stuff, because it's all been stress tested. (And sometimes they just wanna smell like their partners more)

If they do share a shower, they wanna give as much as they take, but all the guys absolutely have to bend down (or sit on the stool) to let them shampoo hair, they used to stand on the stool to do it. They slipped once, it made Zayne so stressed he put a no standing on the stool rule because they're too clumsy.

Has the most basic care routine because they're terrible at taking care of themselves and only really have started since realising HOW bad they were with the polycule. Is slowly adding self care routines as they find ones the like.

[fictoweirdoesten]

LAD's Discord Call (I had to get this off of my chest and into the world of Tumblr):

(Caleb, Rafayel, Xavier, Zayne, Sylus)

Has been yapping nonstop about his hyperfixations (airplane models, aviation in general, tornadoes, random dinosaur facts...)

"Oh and did you guys know that pipsqueak is actually-"

"oh my god Caleb can you please shUT THE FUCK UP!"

"I was lowkey listening tho..." "Rude. Let the man speak." "Sorry-"

"..."

"We love you too, kitten."