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[beewithknee]

of dreams and nightmares

redactober day 5 !

huxley/freelancer hurt/comfort (with blink-and-you'll-miss-it poly DAMN)

They never woke with a gasp like in the movies. It was always a slow awareness creeping back into them.

They knew it was a nightmare. Knew it was fictional.

However that didn’t stop the racing heart, vivid images and unsettled stomach.

Glancing through their space, they eyed every corner feeling far too exposed in the open, dark space.

A warm body stirred beside them.

“Flower? Are you okay? What’s wrong?” Of course Huxley immediately knew they weren’t okay. The wide eyes and shaking hands gave that away.

“Bad dream.” They whispered, hands still shaking slightly. They heard the blind-fumbling on their bedside table before a light flicked on. It was dimmed, but enough to remove the long shadows and a good chunk of their anxiety.

“Baby, I’m so sorry. Can I do anything?” He asked gently, eyes still half-lidded from sleep.

“Hold me?” It was whispered into the dim room. They felt pathetic. It was 2:30 and they’d woken the poor man up because of some idiotic dream. Knowing something isn’t real and feeling it isn’t are two vastly different things.

Logically, they were fully aware it was a work of chemicals and a bad TV show before bed.

But their biological reaction had it replaying like a horrifically real memory every few seconds.

A sharp breath stuttered from their chest as he pulled them into his arms.

Warmth immediately seeped into every exposed nerve that danced along their body, soothing them tenfold.

“We’re okay. There’s nothing that’s gonna get through me.” He soothed gently, hand stroking up and down their stomach. Huxley’s palms were always warm. Not like Damien’s in the way that you could tell it was his core, but just in a gentle soothing manner.

They’d never get tired of it.

Flipping over, they buried their face in his chest. It allowed enough light to reduce the paranoia floating their head.

Huxley cradled their back in one large palm and the back of their head in the other. His short fingernails scratched at the nape of their neck, sending addictive shivers through them.

“Tighter?” It was a plea. Huxley immediately complied, wanting nothing more than to soothe his distressed partner.

He rested his head on the top of theirs, only bending to kiss their head sweetly. “I’ve got you, petal. You’re okay.” Each word soothed another frayed nerve. They were sparking live-wire and only Hux could settle the danger.

“Keep talking? Please.” In the darkness, it felt like such a silly request. Huxley understood. Of course he did.

“Uh, well Damien beat me at volleyball again. Our little spitfire, huh? He gloated very humbly. Gavin made so many innuendos, and I’m pretty sure he and Xavier snuck off half-way through to go fuck but oh well. It was fun, I just wish you and Lasko could’ve been there you know… would’ve been nice to have all my people in one spot.” He lamented a little sadly, squeezing them even tighter.

A kiss was pressed to his sternum, and his stomach jumped with the feeling.

“I love you, Hux.”

“I love you too baby, go to sleep if you can. I’ll be here.” His chest rumbled under their cheek with every word, relaxing them more than any pharmaceutical had ever been able. He kept it up; rambling about the sunflowers he saw, about his moms, about their other partners, upcoming games, anything and everything.

It was nearing on 3:30am when he finally slowed, voice dipping quieter. Tilting back, he admired the sight that greeted him.

His darling Flower passed out on his chest, taking comfort in the place they knew they’d always find safety. Huxley took such pride in being able to comfort his partners, being more than a scary jock stereotype. He kissed their head once more, lingering there to cope with the rising emotions he faced.

Throat clogged with hushed love declarations, he choked out “I love you. Sleep well, flower.”

The shelter they found within his arms could never be replaced. It was unspoken, unconditional happiness.

They were safe. They could sleep.

[polydamnory]

Poly Shaw Pack Headcanons

⚠️SOME NSFW BELOW - LIKE ONLY 2 BUT STILL YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED)⚠️

Sometimes when David says something kind of snappy or rude to Angel (tsunderes gonna tsundere), Darlin will just come up, pick Angel up, and walk away saying “nope. Mate privileges revoked” - doesn’t matter if Angel isn’t bothered by it, he was mean

Milo HAS borrowed that choke collar from Baaabe and used it on Asher 👀👀👀

Almost all of them have tried their hand at teaching Asher how to cook - none have succeeded

Asher and Angel both keep getting caught late night gaming by the others, and David. Is. Not. Happy about it.

Sweetheart doesn’t purposefully sneak up on/startle Darlin the way they do Milo - they know that due to Darlin’s past trauma, they’re a lot more likely to lean more towards the fight part of fight or flight instincts, as well as just not wanting to accidentally trigger them in general

The non-shifter mates will go on a group date just the four of them once a month - the shifters do too but most of the time they just end up playing video games together (Asher) or spending some time in their wolf forms

Milo and Angel are both huge dorks for Aggro and baby him excessively

When Darlin gets really touch starved (which is most of the time), the rest of the polycule just kind of pile on top of them

Baaabe and David learned how to cook some of the dishes Sam’s grandmother used to make for him to help him feel better on the anniversary of her death - Darlin tried to help but got kicked out of the kitchen

Asher and Sweetheart occasionally team up to fuck with Milo (also Christian lol)

Angel moves around in their sleep a lot so whoever’s closest to them in bed have to be the ones to essentially smother them to keep them from accidentally kicking or punching somebody in their sleep

Solar Solstices are TOUGH with them all staying together, but thankfully the four non-shifters can team up to tackle it - Baaabe’s on cooking duty, Angel’s the one keeping David and Darlin from getting up out of bed (they are NOT above sitting on you, Darlin, stop it!), and Sweetheart and Sam team up to do some sleeping or healing magic - it doesn’t help much, but it’s something. They typically end up watching movies or playing some easy video games that at least keep them laying/sitting down for a majority of the day. EDIT: the lovely @darlin-collins (sorry for the at) has pointed out to me that both stealth’s AND vampires are negatively affected by the sun bound solstice so I guess Angel and Baaabe are gonna have to fight for their fucking lives lol

The mates groupchat still exists and Asher begs to be let in it like once a week

Darlin kind of wants to be included in it too but refuses to admit it

Asher and Angel can both dress like total gremlins and it physically pains Milo to have to see it

Baaabe has dommed most of the others at some point

Sam took a bit to feel comfortable asking to feed on any of them other than Darlin, and even then he still typically goes to them first if he’s feeling hungry - he doesn’t really have a favorite, it's just that in that regard he feels the most comfortable with them specifically

Asher will shift and comfort any and all of them in his wolf form like he does for Baaabe - he has to do it a lot for Sweetheart, their job has them stressed

David often feels like he’s babysitting a bunch of toddlers because even when they were just friends, the stupid shit this group would get themselves caught up in is insane - the fact that none of them have been arrested yet is a miracle in itself. No, Sam is not an exception.

Darlin, Milo and Angel are all terrible with horror movies (this is canon) and David sometimes likes to choose one he knows will particularly get them when it’s his pick for movie night just to fuck with them

I feel like some of these could technically apply outside the context of the polycule, and you know what, yeah that too

[moronkyne]

More Poly!D.A.M.N (?)

Or platonic. Take them as you please. Some of these are purely just platonic in my eyes but WHO AM I TO SAY?

-> Imagine AFAB Freelancer with period cramps using Damien as a heatpad. He’s just half asleep and reading while Freelancer is snoring their ass off, cuddling him.

-> Freelancer and Lasko are the Ricky Montgomery Stan’s out of all of the Redacted characters (Maybe the exception of Elliott) so imagine them belting out ‘black fins’ or ‘line without a hook’, hell, if you know Ricky’s old band, The Honeysuckles, ‘out like a light’

-> Huxley combing through Laskos curls. They’re damp, soaked, and straighten slightly with each brush through Laskos hair just to bounce back up. Rubbing and massaging oils and conditioners into the locs :3

-> Damien and Lasko cuddling. That’s it. They’ve both had long days. Ignorant people can drain the life out of out, it’s true. Lasko tucking his head into Damien’s chest as they lay one the bed, Damien’s legs around Laskos waist.

-> Ohhh nothing just. Gavin doing Dears skincare since they’ve been so demotivated. Kissing Dear all over as he runs them a bath and holds them, telling them that he and their partners will take care of them. Huxley making popcorn and Freelancer finding a movie for all of them to watch.

-> Freelancer piercing Damien’s Septum—And then Gavin convinced Lasko to let Freelancer do his helix. One of them shed a few tears. The other definitely has piercings in other places.

[almost-correct-quotes]

why would you say poly damn crew when you could say polydamnory

[free-boundsoul]

Yknow, Gavin must be well fed at all times. He lives with Freelancer and he spends time with Damien, Huxley, Dear and Lasko, who all seem just ready to pounce on each other at the drop of a hat

[radiant-cowgirl]

freelancer and dear have made out on multiple occasions

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[grilledcheezy92]

[non-canon] doesn't exist.

[non-canon] cannot hurt me.

[bratty-telepath]

Pack Bonding(18+, Minors DNI)

The main guys of the shaw pack and Darlin are all together for a night to spend time with each other. While talking, the conversation takes a turn and a more perverse topic takes root for discussion.

In all seriousness tho, this is me feeding myself because I want submissive Milo Greer and I will do what I must to have it. This is the begining of my long start to write all of these men as switches, subs and bottoms because I refused to be starved by Erik for the crime of being a switch (/j) have a snippet:

“You need help, big guy?” Darren snapped Milo back to reality as he stopped ogling the other shifter and realized his hands had sunk right under the fabric of his briefs and cupped the emerging hard-on beneath his touch. Heat ran right to his face immediately. He could feel the length of his shaft already beginning to stiffen as soft flesh turned to hardened curves straining under the little restraint that Milo’s palm and the coverage of cloth provided. “Eager much?” Milo attempted to continue the diminishing bravado with a half-hearted smirk. “I’m not the one about to pull out his dick.” Darren teased. “You’re an asshole, Lancer.” “What are you gonna do about that, short stack?” Any reservations that Milo had quickly disappeared “You shit-” Milo lunged at Darren from across the bed, gripping at slipper,wet skin as Darren tried to slide out Milo’s hold, only managing to get so far in this endeavor before Milo pinned their shoulders to the mattress as he straddled the taller wolf’s hips. “Gotcha” Milo smiled. “Kinky~” Darren, with no sign of defeat in his eyes, smiled and the nature of their positioning finally hit Milo with stark realization. “Shit-” Milo attempted to ease away but found himself held in place as two firm hands had found himself on his hips. Milo had worn a pair of briefs that day. He wasn’t a seer by any means but it seemed like the stars aligned for a perfect opportunity for his roommate whose hands slid down to his thighs, lacing fingers under the waistband of the underwear but taking pause. 

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[thefablefoxart]

Look at this tall glass of water 👀😏

[ryoko-san]

“Avior’s gonna be so mad when he finds out”

i totally didn’t edit this and add the colored one

[dawnofiight]

Asher: Oh my god, goals.

Darlin': ?

Asher: You called me baby.

Asher: Friendship goals.

Darlin': Ohh.

Darlin': I was flirting but ok.

[damnknoxandothernonsense]

head cannons for Gavin

Loves to make late night grocery trips

he loves how domestic it is

going out in pajamas and dancing in the isles 

haphazardly throwing things into the cart

they always end up getting twice as much as they need

jam sessions on the way back??? yes please

spEAKING OF MUSIC

I am convinced that one of his love languages is music

like making playlists for everyone he cares about

Everyone has one

it’s full of songs that they told him that they loved 

as well as songs that remind him of them

he plays them whenever he is driving with them

or hanging out with them

he has them for the different groups as well

he also listens to them when he misses them

when the group finds out, they all melt

also is really good at make up

like really good

looks fucking hot in it

he knows he doesn’t have to do it because daemon powers woOOOoo

but he likes doing it

the rest of the damn crew loves to be his practice dummies 

they find it relaxing and love how gentle he is

and how proud he is of himself once he is done

Caelum and Gavin had matching hair for a while

Caelum begged Gavin to match

after a while they decided that Caelum could keep the split dye

however, Gavin agreed on having little hints of the same magenta and baby blue color that Caelum had

Caelum couldn’t be happier

running to show freelancer as soon as they get home

there is multiple pictures of them

freelancer had it as one of their shuffling home screen pictures

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[polydamnory]

If you don’t include Dear in the polycule you’re weak I’m just saying I’m just saying

[moronkyne]

Erik basically saying he tries to make a lot of his characters seem a lot more

Fit for polyamory crackships…

[achios]

do any of yall have more damn polycule fics (+dear is fine too)

please i’m running out 😭🙏

[free-boundsoul]

ERIKKKKKKK

GIVE US NON-CANON DAMIEN AND HUXLEY AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!