#polyamorous? he's been through so much but still has so much love to give!

[crystallizabethine]

Lloyd Garmadon is one of those characters who you can pretty much throw any random LGBTQIA+ headcanon at and it sticks like glue.

[aurorawritestoescape]

DESTINIES INTERTWINED

General Marcus Acacius x f!reader x Lucilla

Summary: you spend a passionate night with your lovers.

Tw: 18+ mdni, smut, fluff, mff, unspecified age gap, soft!Marcus, soft!Lucilla, polyamorous relationship, praise, f!oral, unprotected piv, creampie, breeding, mention of lactation, power imbalance. Sorry for any inaccuracies about Ancient Rome. Pics are only for the mood, reader has hair, but no other physical description.

Word count: 3k

A/n: should I even explain myself? A horny goblin inside me wrote it. Hope you will like it! Love you all!💖

Soft Marcus kiss to @milla-frenchy for beta-ing😘 Dividers by @saradika-graphics 💕

MASTERLIST

You hear him before you see him. His heavy steps echo through the vast halls of the palace and reach your ears even through the soft music that the servants are playing. Then the bedroom doors loudly open and he enters the room— a warrior, a leader, a conqueror, ready to discard the worries of his day, to offer rest to his mind and soul.

Lucilla and you lying on the bed, leaning on the pillows and holding each other close. You two have been kissing and talking quietly from time to time but the atmosphere, a perfect image of leisure and softness mere moments ago, gets electrified, charged with masculine energy. The servants leave immediately, knowing well that General Marcus Acacius does not allow anyone to see what he does to his women.

You can never believe how generously the gods blessed you. After a life of slavery and abuse you are now cherished as if you’re of noble descent. Even better, you feel loved.

Marcus freed you from the brutal hands of your owner and though you still are enslaved to an outside eye, you have never felt more free.

The General made you his servant first and you welcomed his order with gratitude. You were happy to serve such an honorable man. He and his wife were kind masters and they did not see an object when they looked at you. They saw a person. Not much time passed before you found yourself in bed with both Marcus and Lucilla. You three quickly became one, regularly drowning each other in pleasure and adoration. So you were not surprised when Mercus suggested intertwining your destinies forever.

You shouldn’t be nervous, having had plenty of time to get used to the General’s overwhelming presence. But his power, his strength, his intelligence and beauty struck you every single time like the first. Your heart is fluttering and you squirm against Lucilla’s shoulder, and always attentive to your mood, the woman envelops you in her arms tighter, sharing more of her warmth with you, while nothing but thin nightgowns separate your bodies.

“Soften your expression, my love. You’re scaring our little rose.”

Marcus pauses discarding his gear and turns to you, eyes piercing and dark reading your features.

“Is it the truth, my beautiful girl? Am I still a scare for you?” he asks, walking up slowly to the bed. His voice is gruff, molded by countless battles, but for the two of you it’s silky and soft.

“No, General.. Marcus,” you reply in a soft voice, big eyes looking up at the man with adoration and piety. The sound of his name on your lips and your devoted gaze do the trick— his face softens and he gives you a warm smile. You smile back shyly and Lucilla pecks your temple, laughing,

“Our General can be quite intimidating. Yet you and I know that he is as gentle as a warm summer breeze. For us.”

Marcus smirks and continues taking off his gear and undergarments and soon he’s standing naked next to the bed— a broad torso, strong, defined muscles glistening softly in the dim candle light, his big heavy cock swaying with every move. The sight of him takes your breath away.

He leans down and kisses his wife first as his chest hovers over you and the scent of rose oils caresses your senses.

Then it is your turn and he watches your face for a few seconds before he greets the beginning of a passionate night with you, planting a gentle kiss on your lips.

“How are my loves?” He asks, sitting down on the bed, facing you two, as you lick your lips, savoring his taste.

“She’s ready. Bona Dea favors us— the time is perfect,” Lucilla hurries to inform him, excitement painting her every word, “I played with her during the washing. She must come as much as possible for the seed to stick.”

Your cheeks start burning and your chest is heaving as you avert your gaze from the man in front of you but Marcus pinches your chin and gently lifts your face to his, searching for your eyes.

“Nothing to be shy about, my heart. You will give me.. give us a son, my heir and our destinies, mine, yours and Lucilla’s will be intertwined forever.”

His lips curve in a warm smile and you relax, taking a big calming breath. A whimper escapes your lips when his hand slides from your face to your chest and then belly. He puts his palm over it, rubbing it with his thick thumb and the heat of his touch, warming your skin through the sheer fabric, ignites your core and paints your face with need and desire.

“Yes, Marcus. I wish for nothing more.”

“Sweet little rose,” he coos at you and hunches down so he could press his face to your covered mound. The General takes a deep breath and you open your legs wider so he could revel in the scent of your arousal.

“Our beautiful rose,” his wife echoes, “Give her one more before we start, my love. I shall assist you.”

You turn your head to look at Lucilla’s gorgeous face, your eyes full of lust and gratitude and you reach for her to kiss you. She smiles and soon her soft lips are caressing yours, her tongue is licking into your whimpering mouth and you gasp against her lips when her husband latches onto your bare cunt.

Bunching up your nightgown over your waist Marcus is feasting on your sweet nectar, flowing generously from your clenching hole. Lucilla drew an orgasm from you mere minutes before and he’s reaping the fruit of her labor.

When he starts sucking on your puffy clit, you part from the woman’s lips and direct your gaze at the General eating you out, his lips and tongue celebrating your pussy, methodically bringing you to your high.

Overwhelmed by the sight of this man, strong and powerful, sliding his warm tongue through your glistening folds, you softly moan. Soon your whimpers fill the room as you're writhing in bed, running your fingers through his silky curls.

"She's close, my love, do not stop," Lucilla tells her husband and her hand slithers to your chest and pulls down the neckline of your nightgown.

She gently cups your breast and her fingers twitch your pebbled nipple. You moan as her touch sends a new surge of wetness to your entrance for her husband to lap up.

Marcus’s obsidian eyes flick up to the sight of his wife playing with your tits and he parts from your cunt to ask,

“Will you give me an honor to taste your milk when it’s time, my little rose? I would love your sweet breasts to nourish me, just like your little cunt is nourishing me right now.”

You moan at his words and eagerly nod, biting your lower lip, and Marcus’s slick-coated mouth curves into a content smile.

Lucilla whispers, “We love you,” against your temple and they continue pleasuring you, her hands kneading your breasts, his mouth on your soft pussy and soon you’re coming, shaking against Lucilla’s body, as she’s praising you throughout, while Marcus is quenching his thirst with your plentiful juices.

When he lifts his head his bearded chin and mustache are shining with the evidence of your ecstasy and you reach your arms towards him to pull him close and lick it off his face. Lucilla rushes to help you and soon the three of you are kissing, tongues and lips moving passionately in this lustful dance of three. You’re comforted by their bodies, caging you against each other, and you wish for this moment to last forever.

They give you only a moment of respite before Marcus takes your nightgown off and wraps his throbbing cock in his big veiny hand. He pumps it with a few languid strokes and you swallow loudly, watching his huge manhood grow even bigger. Marcus cups your cheek with a free hand and coos,

“Don't fret, little rose. You’ve taken me before. I promise to be slow and gentle.”

“Lie down between my legs, my love, so I could feel every thrust Marcus gives you,” Lucilla purrs, helping you to shift and you happily lean your back on her chest as she wraps her arms around you.

“This time it will take, I know it,” Lucilla continues, as her palms are gliding over your shoulders, breasts and belly in a calming gesture but your cunt tingles again at her soft touch.

Marcus lies between your spread thighs, his hard cock pressed to your mound, and gifts you another heady kiss, reminding you of his love and care.

“You’re strong, my love. You shall receive my seed and grow a new life for us three. You shall be mine forever.”

You breathe out a quiet ‘yes’ and he brushes your cheek with his lips at the same time pushing the tip of his cock into your soaked hole. You already feel the dull stretch and grasp Lucilla’s arms enveloping you and she whispers,

“I shall help you, little rose.”

Her hand slithers between Marcus’s and your bodies and she finds your throbbing clit, soaked with your cum and her husband’s saliva. She begins rubbing it in tight circles, murmuring in your ear,

“Relax, my precious, open up for him. Let Marcus fill you up with his seed. Sometimes I wish I had a cock too so we both could make you full with cum.”

You mewl, hearing her words, while the General thrusts in, close to bottoming out, and the fullness, the stretch that he bestows on you, quickly overwhelms you and your head whips to the side as your needy eyes search for your female lover.

“I need you,” you admit with a weak voice and she smiles down at you and moves your torso slightly to the side, freeing her chest.

She takes her breast out of her sheer nightgown and brings your face closer. You take a sharp breath at the sight of her beautiful tit and latch onto her puffy nipple. You flutter your eyes shut with pleasure, enjoying the sweetness of her skin, as she’s holding you close to feed you her breast better, while her husband’s cock prods deeper and deeper inside your wet hot cunt.

Her bud hardens in your mouth and she starts moaning while you’re licking it, swirling your tongue around and then suckling on the nipple. She knows how much you love it, the feeling so comforting and ecstatic, you whimper as your pussy gushes around Marcus’s cock.

The man grunts and growls, thrusting his fat stiffness little by little inside you,

“Oh gods, you are just as tight as our first night together. Remember, little rose, how long it took me to fully sheath my cock into your sweet cunt?” You move just your eyes to glance at him, not parting from his wife’s tit, and hum in agreement.

“I shall be slow now as well.” His voice is strained and he grinds his teeth, trying not to pierce you with his girthy length in one go, desperately wishing to bottom out but holding up for the sake of your comfort.

Finally his heavy balls slap your ass and you both moan loudly as his tip gives a kiss to your cervix. You feel so full and happy, your lips leave Lucilla’s breast and you take Marcus’s face in your hands to kiss him. The giant man moans as your soft mouth thanks him for the gift of his cock and you can’t make yourselves part from one another, reveling in the taste of your love and desire. He twitches deep inside you and not tearing his lips from yours he begins rolling his hips, fucking you slowly and gently, massaging his length with your snug walls and it feels like he fucks into your belly, into your soul and heart, so deep that you hold your breath, afraid to move, scared he will split you in two with the might of his manhood.

Judging by her soft moans, Lucilla senses his thrusts, as if he’s fucking both of you, and soon she starts grinding her pussy against your ass and you feel her wetness smeared on your skin.

Marcus’s heavy cock drugs in and out of your hole, caressing your core and pushing on the pleasure spot inside you. But you can not be that selfish as to enjoy this beautiful and hopefully fruitful night without your other lover so you part from the General’s mouth to murmur,

“Lucilla, I want—.”

“What is it, my love?” the woman behind you asks and Marcus pauses his movements to let you speak.

“I wish— wish to feel you on my tongue.”

Your voice is barely audible as shyness overtakes you but it’s loud enough for your lovers to hear.

“You wish to…,” Lucilla starts but you interrupt her. “Yes, sit on my face. Please,” you plea as you turn your head to look at her.

They’re quick to fulfill your wish and soon Lucilla gets from under you and plants her knees on the sides of your face. Her cunt is hovering over your mouth, as she’s facing her husband, who’s still buried deep in your heat. She discards her sheer nightgown and you take a sharp breath, as her gorgeous naked body blesses your vision. Her glistening folds are calling for you to taste them. So you pull her down with your hands on her thighs and, after opening up as wide as possible, you cover her cunt with the warmth of your mouth. You hungrily lick a path from her clit to her hole and gather all the wetness off her hot skin. She doesn’t let you wait long and soon she’s gushing more onto your waiting tongue.

“My little rose!” She gasps, surprised by your eagerness and lust, “So good to us,” she coos at you while her fingers are running through your hair. The woman moans when your tongue prods her hole and you slide it deeper while your hands knead her asscheeks and thighs.

“Is it nice, my love? Is our little rose making you happy?” Marcus asks his wife, who’s moving her body up and down now, fucking herself on your tongue.

“Oh, yes,” she breathes out and throws her head back in ecstasy.

You don’t see Marcus but you feel him, so much of him as he’s thrusting his cock into you with steady and deep strokes.

“You two are perfect and you’re mine,” he growls, “I am thankful to the gods for giving me both of you.”

Then you feel his big hands on your breasts and he begins caressing your nipples with his calloused fingers, making you whimper against his wife’s cunt.

“Wish your tits were full of milk already. The warm nectar would trickle down my hands right now,” he accentuates his words, kneading your breasts, “When you bare my child I shall make sure to have you on my cock and in my mouth every day, to devour your sweet cunt whenever you wish.”

His words make your heart and pussy flatter and he grunts, as his cock twitches deep in your core. Marcus increases the pace at which his stiffness is spearing you again and again and you grab Lucilla’s thighs to keep yourself from sliding up the bed.

“My love, her mouth is heaven,” the woman moans, addressing her husband and the next moment you hear their lips moving against each other. His cock, stuffing your soaked cunt, your tongue in her wet hole, the sensations pull you to the heights of pleasure and, overwhelmed with ove and lust, you come, moaning loudly, your sweet noises muffled by Lucilla’s cunt.

It sets a chain reaction and your walls, clamping around Marcus’s cock, make him explode and he begins shooting his hot load deep into your contracting core. He quickly fills you up and soon you hear the lewd noises of your cunt, squelching with his every thrust.

You desperately wish for Lucilla to come with you too and, still trembling with ecstasy under their naked bodies, you wrap your lips around her clit and suck, lick, flick it with the tip of your tongue bringing her higher to meet Marcus and you there. Soon you’re successful and she cries out your name until Marcus kisses her and drinks her moans.

When she stills, her cunt leaves your mouth and she lies down on the bed next to you.

You finally set your eyes on the General and marvel at his beauty — his strong muscles are bulging, the skin, dewy with sweat, is almost glowing in the warm candle light, his curls are tousled and some have fallen on his forehead. Your lover is panting heavily, descending from his hard climax. He gives you a warm smile as he coos,

“Look at you, my beautiful rose, your lips are coated with the evidence of Lucilla’s love for you. Let me…”

With that he leans down not pulling out and kisses you, licking the slick of your lips and chin.

“Do not spill the seed, my love,” Lucilla warns him and he hums against your mouth.

“Never, not a drop shall fall,” he mumbles, as his lips part from yours, “Your full cunt shall be plugged by my cock all night, little rose.”

You nod, barely having any strength to do so, and he carefully lies down next to you, gently turning your body on your side and you feel Lucilla’s arms embrace you from behind. Marcus’s manhood is still in your stretched hole and he puts your leg over thigh and bucks his hips to plug you better.

You revel in their warmth, adoration and love, resting between your lovers. They start talking about your future together, your baby and how they are going to take care of you two and you drift off with a happy and hopeful smile on your face.

Thank you for reading! Please comment and reblog if you enjoyed the fic! Your feedback motivates me so much!❤️

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[monrical]

💬 sub! sunghoon x top! male reader

♥︎ ノ boypussy ( cuntboy - mention that sunghoon has a pussy ), breeding kink, jealousy! riki, sticky! sunghoon, jealous! riki, heat and things related to hybrids, “polyamorous”, big dick! reader, so much use of “hyung”, niki called pup, lump of cum, twt p0rn link, feminization, sunghoon is a prococative little bitch, ABO.

[ part two | part three . . z Z z ]

“Hyung, where are you going?” His boyfriend said tearfully. He had been like this for days, needy.

“I’m going to the kitchen to get some things I need, babe.” Still with a tearful expression, the boy ended up making a cute pout on his pink lips. “You’ll be back soon, right? Please.”

“I’ll just fix it quickly, doll. You won’t even notice I’m gone.” You try to reassure him, giving him a little peck on the lips.

“Can’t you take me hyung?” He says, pulling a small part of the fabric of his pants.

“Hoon, it’ll be super quick, there’s no need for me to carry you, love.” You look down at him. “You can wait here for hyung, right?” Still looking at his puppy eyes, which begged you to come along, you almost convinced yourself to carry him in your arms. “Will you stay here for me, love?”

He seems to think for a moment, forming another cute pout on his lips, but reluctantly he nods. It was almost too late for you to not resist. You leave the shared room, but not before giving his fluffy hair a pat and a small kiss.

Sunghoon has been your partner for a good 4 years now, you were so lucky to have the cutest little guy as your boyfriend. Not only him, but also your other 6 boyfriends,

Sunghoon was usually not that needy, on the contrary, he usually liked to tease you and flirt madly, only at certain times did he find himself like this.

At this time he didn't go out and didn't like to leave your side at any time, if you were even slightly away, he would whine and would spend hours complaining with small tears on his face, something that wasn't typical of him.

Sunghoon has been your partner for a good four years now. You are so lucky to have the cutest penguin as your boyfriend. Not just him, but also your other six boyfriends. Sunghoon usually wasn't this needy. On the contrary, he liked to tease you and flirt wildly, but at certain times he would become more needy.

During these times, he didn't like to leave your side at any time. If he was even slightly away, he would whine and complain for hours, with small tears on his face, something that wasn't typical of him.

Sunghoon was usually needy, but in a different way.

He wasn't touchy-feely; he was the type who, if he saw you lounging on the couch with your legs spread, would come over, put his arms around your shoulders and sit on your lap, flirting for a long time, maybe exchanging a few kisses here and there, which were usually interrupted by Riki, who would be jealous or wanting to play one of his video games, which he would insistently ask you to play with him.

"[Your name] hyung! Did Sunghoon finally release you?" Jay calls out to you, who was passing by the kitchen.

"With much insistence, yes." You say, running your hands through your hair and neck.

Jay comes closer. Now you could see that he was wearing an apron and holding a spatula, probably making food for the boys.

"Are you making food?"

"Uh-huh, I was just going to ask Riki to go tell you." He turns back to the stove, stirring the pot. You couldn't help but look at him. That apron made him look so handsome, you couldn't take your eyes off him. Consequently, you couldn't resist and put your hands on his small waist, placing your head on his neck.

"You look so handsome, love, in that apron." You murmur, nuzzling his neck and placing small kisses there.

"[Your name] hyung, please stop kissing. It's giving me goosebumps." He says, embarrassed. "S-Sunghoon won't like my scent on you." Not paying attention, you continue to kiss and bite his neck, tightening your grip on his waist, making Jay lean on the counter. He looked so cute when he was embarrassed, with a blush on his face.

"Hyung—" The moment was interrupted by Riki, who entered the room, and he didn't look happy. His smile was replaced by a frown. "I can't believe this, hyung! I was going to ask you to play with me." He was visibly angry. "You left me to rub yourself against Jay-hyung!" He had his arms crossed over his chest, not at all happy.

"Riki, pup, it's not like that—"

"I don't care! You're a traitor!!" He leaves the room huffing and stomping, and you soon let out a heavy sigh, massaging your forehead.

"I get into everything." With only one hand still on Jay's waist, he quickly turns around, holding his face with both hands.

"Honey, you go over there and try to work things out with Riki, okay? I don't want to see my boys fighting." He leaves a smile on your face. He could easily cheer you up, and soon leaves a peck on your lips.

Jungwon comes running in from the hallway. "[Your name] hyung! Sunghoon won't stop whining and it's annoying! I can't stand listening to it anymore, it's messing up my plans." He complains.

"Won, I'll take care of this right now, okay?" It's amazing how problems attract you.

"I'm going to go, I'm going to go see how Hoon is doing." You finally let go of Jay. "Then I'll try to sort things out with Riki."

You barely opened the door and Sunghoon was already in your arms. "Don't you love me, hyung? I'm handsome, aren't I?" He whimpers and cries in your arms.

"Hoon, baby, I love you, don't doubt that. And yes, you're beautiful." You hold him tighter in your arms, adjusting him to be more comfortable, running your thin fingers over his cheeks, wiping the tears from his eyes and giving him little kisses there. "You're so clingy, baby. You can't even stay a few minutes without me." You run your hand through his hair, noticing the pout on his lips.

"Don't blame me, hyungie." He looks at you, looking like an abandoned puppy. "Now, kiss!" Letting out small laughs, you give him the kiss he wanted so much. It was supposed to be an innocent kiss. It had started with small pecks, but at some point Sunghoon decided to deepen the kiss. Taking advantage of the moment, he climbed onto your lap, putting his arms around your shoulders, pulling you closer.

"Hey, hey, easy." You say, trying to get out of the make-out session.

"No! I can't stand this smell on you." Sunghoon was irritated. "You go out and rub yourself against Jay-hyung. You're mine." He was so possessive. How could you forget? Remarkably, Jay's scent on you had triggered more of his possessiveness. Damn, you were so screwed.

"I'll show you that you only need me, hyung." He whispers in your ear. "I'll show you that my pussy is much better than anyone else's here." He places small bites on your earlobe, then gives it a lick. My God, you were so goosebumps, so screwed.

He didn't waste any time. He pushed you down on the bed. Sunghoon took off your shirt, which he had stolen earlier (because, according to him, 'he wanted to keep hyung with him'). Now shirtless, Sunghoon showed off his cute nipples, with a sideways smile on his face.

"Are you enjoying the view, sir?" Damn, he's going to finish you off.

The boy was shaking his hips on your lap, bringing his face closer to your lips. "Hyung is so cute. I'm cute too, right?" You nodded, sweating coldly from all the teasing. "Cute + cute equals cute babies, right, love?" FUCK, he brought up the topic.

Sunghoon knew very well about your desire to be a father. Not only that, but he also knew about the great fetish you had for reproduction, for keeping your partners swollen with cum, swollen with puppies.

"Come on, hyung, don't you want to put cute puppies in me?" He presses your ass even more on his cock, pressing your breasts together, trying to tease you even more, unzipping your pants.

"I want that big dick in me so bad, filling me up." A little pout on your lips. "Fuck, Sunghoon, you..." you couldn't even continue your speech, Sunghoon had taken his dick out of his jeans, "it's already so hard" he licks his lips, sir, you couldn't even explain how horny you were feeling "just for me" he lets out little laughs, now rubbing his dick on your still covered ass

“Hyung loves this, doesn’t he?” he says ironically, trying to provoke you. “My GOD, yes, fuck, I love this, doll.” You were one step away from exploding with lust. “I love your plump ass.” “Of course hyung loves it.” He laughs.

You were so focused that you didn't notice the change in your position, now next to you, Sunghoon was practically playing with your dick

He was lightly jerking off with just one hand, using one of his fingers to remove the pre-cum from his head, teasing your glade, all this while exchanging kisses “fuck hoon, you're driving me crazy” you hold his waist tightly, you could hear laughter and feel a smile on Sunghoon's face

He moved his hand even more, this time he bent down, getting closer to his cock, licking and kissing from his balls to the head of his cock, giving small sucks in the process.

“uh.. fuck” you let out small moans, mumbling words that were usually repeated, after all you could only concentrate on the teasing, but suddenly he stops, changing position again, now sitting on top of you “why did you stop??” you say, frustration in both your look and your words

“Calm down, don’t you want to fuck me hyung?” he asks with big eyes and a provocative smile on his lips, this boy would be the death of him.

Without wasting any time, the younger boy returned to your lap, now sitting on top of you, wearing only underwear and socks. His cock between the dark-haired boy's buttocks

“This big dick never gets tired, does it?” He looks at you deeply, with a sideways smile on his lips “maybe hyung is eager to put his babies in me?”

“Shit, I’m tired of your teasing Sunghoon,” you say aggressively, now grabbing his waist. “What are you going to do?” This boy was testing your patience.

with the provocation, you, visibly irritated, hold the boy tightly “take off those fucking underwear” “and if I don’t take them off?”

Well, the answer came soon, you ripped off the said underwear

you fucked him hard, sunghoon's face was buried in the sheets, his hands gripping the fabric tightly

you wanted so much to be with a camera right now, the expression on sunghoon's face was the most beautiful, flushed and drooling cheeks, messy hair, full lips swollen, his mouth open letting out the most beautiful moans.

“Ahhh~♡ hyung, ah fuck, hit me harder”

“Didn’t you want my babies, my little pet?” You come closer, resting your chest on the boy’s back “Now you’re going to have them.”

You change position, turning him over, your breasts now together “I'm going to fuck you so much, you won't remember tomorrow” “You'll look much prettier with your pussy swollen with my babies, won't you doll?” You whisper softly in his ear

“Hmmm… yes, oh my god yes, fill me up hyung, make me all swollen with your babies~” with that you slam harder, your balls slapping Sunghoon’s ass hard

“fuck fuck fuck♡ I l-love this” sunghoon’s brain was visibly blank, he could barely get a word out

he let out loud moans, the neighbors would definitely complain later…

“I’m g-going to ahh I’m going to cum hyung♡!! Hit harder” he hugged you tighter and tighter, holding your neck tightly, his head on your neck, smelling you “want to cum with me love?! Let’s cum together uh?”

with that sunghoon lets out the loudest moan he could, then cumming firmly, he pants heavily, still having small post-cum astonishments

“next time, I'll remember to use a condom” “oops~♥︎”

He gave you a big smile, eyes half closed, oh how you loved him.

you couldn't have a better night.

꒰ ♥︎ ꒱ ⠀ What do you think about this type of fanfic with Riki? (depending on the answer, I will make a no smut ver.)

[nicoline1998enilocin]

The beginning of the end...?

Pairing ⇒ Boyfriend!Steve Rogers x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader x Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes

Word count ⇒ 5.6K

Summary ⇒ Steve and Bucky are planning on proposing, but as they're doing this, they don't realize the two of them are giving you the feeling you're not worthy of them. As soon as they find out, their behavior completely changes, and before you know it, you have two super soldiers down on their knees, asking you to marry them.

Rating ⇒ Explicit (E)

Warnings ⇒ Polyamorous relationship, use of nicknames (Princess, Printsessa),

Angst ⇒ Hurt/comfort, references to anxiety and insecurity.

Smut ⇒ MMF threesome, D/S undertones, sensory play/deprivation (blindfold), discussion of safewords, size kink, dirty talk, oral (F receiving), nipple play, fingering (anal/vaginal), double penetration, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), creampie, implied aftercare

Request ⇒ Anon I don’t know if you write this but could you maybe write a story about bucky x Steve x y/n or reader what you prefer. That they are in a relationship but reader feels left out because Steve and bucky go way back together so she thinks they wanne break up while the boys are planning to propose. So reader distance herself more and more while the boys have no clue. In the end they propose to her but I want a good angsty/ fluff story

A/n -> Thank you so much for this beautiful request, sweet Nonnie! I want to thank @buckys-wintersoldier for helping me develop the title, and I want to say thank you to @late-to-the-party-81 for helping me whilst writing this, as well as for your feedback while proofreading. You helped me bring this fic to the next level, and I deeply appreciate it! ❤️

A/n 2.0 ⇒ My requests are open again! Please consider that I only have 24 hours in my day, so it might take a while to get the new requests posted, but I expect to post them around February/March. I'll be looking forward to what you will all come up with, and I can't wait to start writing requests again ❤️

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Something between the three of you has shifted. You don't know how, why, or when, but it has. And with that, your anxiety has gone through the roof as well. Steve and Bucky have been spending more time with each other than with you lately, which is strange since they usually can't keep their hands off of you, or each other for that matter. Even though all three of you still sleep in the same bed at night, it doesn't feel the same and you're starting to feel like a third wheel in your relationship. After all, they've known each other for almost a century.

You're watching a movie with only Steve because Bucky is on an undercover mission and is unreachable for at least a week. However, even though you have chosen the movie, you're not watching it. Your eyes look at the TV, but your brain doesn't register what's happening as you're so lost in your thoughts.

"Is everything okay, Princess?" Steve asks when he notices you've been zoned out for a while.

"Yeah, just tired," you say and fake a yawn, getting up to go to bed despite still being early in the evening. Steve looks at you with worry when you stand, but he leaves it be for now; he figures that if something's wrong, you'll come to him.

"Okay, sleep well, Princess," he says in a soft, defeated voice, and your heart aches at the sound, but you will your legs to walk to the bedroom and curl into the comforter on your bed. Not long after, you feel the mattress dip beside you, and Steve cuddles up to you under the heavy comforter. You let out a small sigh as you feel his muscular chest press against your back. Steve places a few soft kisses on your shoulder before he whispers something to you, under the impression you're asleep.

"I love you, Princess. I'm sorry we have to do it this way, but it'll be for the best," he says. With those words, he lays his head down, and you're fighting against your tears. This confirms it for you. He's just being nice to you now because Bucky's not here, waiting for him to return so they can break up with you together. It'll always be them against the world, and they don't have a place inside that world for you.

To save yourself from most of the pain, you decide to spend more time with others or alone in your room instead of with Steve, and while you notice the sad look on his face, he also doesn’t come to you.

"Princess, can we talk for a minute?" Steve asks as you walk into the kitchen to grab some breakfast. He's leaning against the counter in tight sweatpants and an even tighter shirt. You feel a wave of arousal course through your veins and between your legs, as you look him up and down, admiring his physique. You don’t let it distract you from the matter as you prepare for the talk he’s about to have with you.

"Sure, Steve," you say with a slight smile, hoping it looks sincere.

When you have your breakfast ready, he leads you to your bedroom, where you sit on your couch. He takes his place next to you, almost taking up half the sofa with the broad shoulders you love so much -where you scrape your nails when he's fucking your brains out. But that's not what you're thinking of right now, no. Right now, you're bracing yourself for what's to come; the inevitable is here, you think.

"As you know, Bucky is coming home from the mission tomorrow, and I was thinking of surprising him with a relaxing evening with the three of us. A nice home-cooked dinner, a relaxing bath, maybe even a blanket fort and a movie," he says as he looks at you expectantly.

"I- I think I have plans tomorrow night, sorry," you say, and you look at your food, unable to look Steve in the eye right now because if you do, you're sure he'd see that you're not telling the truth.

"Princess, can you please look at me?" Steve asks in a soft voice, and that's what pushes you over the edge, the tears streaming down your face while you sob uncontrollably. Steve reaches for you and pulls you into his lap, whispering soothing words and kissing you again on your temple.

"It's okay, Princess, I've got you," he says, and you can't help but feel incredibly guilty that he's doing this.

"C'mon, let's get a little more comfortable on the bed," he says as he lifts you up and carries you there before sitting with you in his lap. The two of you stay like that until you calm down and surrender to his warmth, feeling safe in his strong arms.

"I'm sorry…" you croak out, and it's a good thing he has super soldier hearing otherwise, you doubt he would hear you.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, Princess," he says as he wipes your tears, and after a little while, you agree to welcome Bucky home tomorrow night, just like you always do when one or both of them come home from a mission.

Bucky is coming home today, and you feel both happy and anxious. What if he doesn't greet you the same way he always does? Or what if he only wants to see Steve? Your mind is going into overdrive the closer he gets to finally being home, but you're trying to keep yourself together, not wanting to breakdown like you did with Steve yesterday. When the Quinjet is on approach, you shoot Steve a quick text to see if he's coming, but he says he's wrapped up in a meeting for a while and that you can go alone, so you do.

As you walk to the hangar, you ball your fists up by your sides to relieve some of the anxiety you're feeling, but all you do is break the skin and leave crescent moons in the palms of your hands. You hope Bucky won't see them. When the Quinjet lands and Bucky walks out, you see him searching for both you and Steve. If he's disappointed only to be greeted by you, he doesn't show it. He runs over to you with a slight jog and a smile on his face before picking you up and hugging you tightly.

"Hi, Printsessa! I can't believe how much I've missed you these past few weeks, and I'm sorry I couldn't contact you sooner," he says as he puts you down and grabs your face softly with his big, calloused hands.

"I love you so much, and I can't wait for our blanket fort tonight," he continues before capturing your lips in a soft kiss, which quickly turns passionate as you let yourself melt into Bucky's touch. When he pulls away, you’re smiling too. You're happy he's home because seeing Bucky somehow makes you forget all your anxieties for just a moment or two.However, as you walk back to the Compound, and Bucky tries to hold your hand, you pull away and he stops dead in his tracks, looking at you with a raised brow. Shit.

"What's going on, Printsessa? Did you hurt your hand or something?" he asks and with a small tear rolling down your face, you unfold the palms of your hands, showing him the damage you've done to them. You don't know how or why, but Bucky seems to catch onto things a lot faster than Steve did, as he immediately figures out it's because they have been spending less time with you lately.

"Is- Is this because of us? Because Steve and I are busier with work lately?" he asks softly. He told Steve this was likely to happen and now that it has he feels worse than ever. With a slight nod, you wordlessly answer his question, and his heart feels like it is shattering as he clutches you to his chest. He holds you as close as he can and repeatedly says the word ‘sorry’.

"I-It's okay," you croak out, still crying into his chest. Suddenly, you feel a powerful, broad chest against your back and one more pair of warm hands rubbing your sides to calm you down. Although you don’t see it, Bucky shoots Steve a look of ’I told you so!’ over your shoulder. They're both feeling sorry, even though this was the only way to organize the extraordinary thing they have planned for you.

"Shall we go inside, and take a bath together, Printsessa? After that, we can build the blanket fort, watch a movie, and cuddle," Bucky offers. You nod into his chest, but you're not letting him go, so he picks you up with no effort and carries you inside.

Bathtime with your two super soldiers is always lovely, especially since you have a custom bathtub  that fits all three of you perfectly. Steve lets the water run and puts some of your favorite scented bubbles in while Bucky undresses you with kisses on each piece of skin that he reveals.

"God, I can't believe I've missed out on this for so long, Printsessa," he says, and you can't help but preen because of his words. As his lips find your pulse point, sucking softly but still hard enough to leave a bruise, you let out a small moan.

His hands are squeezing the flesh of your butt and spreading them at the same time, giving Steve a little show as he undresses you. Both of them are incredibly hard and when you feel both their dicks press against your body, you can't help but throw your head back against Steve's shoulder.

"Please," you beg softly, although you’re unsure what you're actually begging for. Both men decide not to make you wait any longer, so Steve pulls you close to his chest while Bucky sinks to his knees in front of you. At the sight of Bucky ready to worship you, you clench around nothing, and Steve's warm breath by your ear makes goosebumps appear across your neck. His arms are hooked under yours, cupping both your breasts as Bucky lifts your leg, hooking it over his shoulder before diving into your dripping pussy. You moan loudly.

"Look at that, Princess, look at how perfect he looks between these delicious thighs of yours," Steve growls in your ear, and it all only serves to arouse you even further, bringing you closer to your orgasm. His fingers find your pebbled nipples, rolling and tugging them, drawing soft whines from your lips. Bucky has both of your thighs in a grip that's sure to leave bruises, but the slight discomfort only leaves you wanting more. More of him. More of Steve. More of everything.

"God, you're just such an easy little slut for us, aren't you? We get you naked, and suddenly, you're like a lost puppy who doesn't know what to do," Steve drawls with a slight smirk. At the same time, Bucky lets his tongue alternate between dipping into your entrance and stimulating your clit, until you're right on the edge. That's when he pulls away without any warning.

"You didn't think we'd let you cum that easy, did you?" Bucky teases, and you can feel the disappointment washing over you. However, it doesn't last long because Steve's lips find their way onto your neck as his hands wander to your waist before turning you around to face him.

"Don't worry, Princess, we'll make up for it in the bath, but you'll have to trust us, alright? We’ll make you feel like you're flying. We’ll make love to you until all you can think about is Bucky and me giving you more pleasure than you ever thought you could feel," he tells you, his bright blue eyes sparkling at the thought of what's to come. However, just as you think he's about to lead you into the bath, he reaches for something on the counter that you didn't see earlier: a blindfold.

"If you're okay with it, I'm going to blindfold you when we're in the bath. We’ll be constantly with you, and make sure nothing happens that you're not okay with, Princess. We’re going to use the traffic light system for this. Can you explain what it means?" he asks patiently, and you nod in response.

"Green means that I'm good, that you can continue what you're doing, and that I'm enjoying it. Yellow means that I might be getting uncomfortable with something, so we stop and have a check-in to see what we can do differently before continuing. Red means I have reached a limit and that I want to stop with what we're doing. This will end the entire scene for everyone, and we’ll move on to aftercare," you tell him, just like you have done so many times before.

Despite this, Steve and Bucky want you to say it to them, whether you're just with one of them or all three of you are together. They’re always mindful of your well-being, both physical and emotional, and they keep an extra eye out for you during moments like these.

''Good girl,'' Bucky tells you and with that all three of you get into the bath. They let you get used to the warmth of the water and softness of the bubbles first, the blindfold still lying on the small table next to the large tub.You're leaning against Steve's chest with your legs stretched out and Bucky gently massages your feet to relax you. They want all your anxiety gone, your mind eased.

Steve joins in, his skilled hands slowly massaging your thighs and a groan falls from your lips when he finds a rather sensitive spot, making him smirk. After they massage your limbs for another ten to fifteen minutes, the two super soldiers share a look,Steve immediately knowing what Bucky is thinking. Bucky leans forward, happily pulling you into his lap and getting you settled as he peppers your neck and jaw with kisses and love bites.

''Are you ready, Printsessa? Steve is going to blindfold you when you're ready, and we're hoping you can take both of us today at the same time. How do you feel about that?'' Bucky explains to you as he looks at you, happy when he doesn’t find any sign of discomfort on your face.

''I feel good about it, Bucky; I want to feel both of you inside me,'' you reply, and immediately after, you're blindfolded, the world around you entirely dark. You can hear the soft background music that Steve turned on, and you can feel two sets of hands roaming over your body. Bucky's metal hand is a stark contrast to his flesh one, even in the water as they roam over your thighs before slipping between them, finding your clit effortlessly.

You gasp at the feeling of the metal on your sensitive nub, and you arch your back, pressing your bare breasts against his chest; your butt is now presented beautifully for Steve, who has both of his hands kneading the flesh as he enjoys the sight in front of him. Your hole is on display, but before he moves to work you open, he needs to hear your consent first.

''Color?'' he asks, and you reply with an immediate green. He reaches to the side of the tub and retrieves a small bottle of silicone-based lube. He flips the top open with his thumb, and you softly gasp at the click. Steve squirts some onto his fingers, ready to start opening you up. He moves his hand to your rim with a soft hum, massaging it with his fingertips until it is relaxed enough to push the tip of his index finger in, working you open slowly. Bucky moves his hand from your clit to your entrance, pushing in two fingers at once. The pleasure you were already feeling heightens immensely.

''Look at you, Printsessa, you're doing so good for us,'' Bucky tells you as he keeps visually checking in with Steve. They know you can handle it but don't want to overwhelm you, so they're extra careful with you. They're both big and they don't want to hurt you accidentally, so caution is necessary. When Steve manages to slip a second lubed finger into you, you wince, and both men immediately stop everything they're doing.

''Color?'' Steve asks. 

''Yellow,'' you breathe out. You're having to adjust to him being inside you, but the blindfold over your eyes is making everything more intense.

''I-I need to adjust a little, with the blindfold- I'm just a little more nervous than usual,'' you tell them, and they understand. You take a few deep breaths, giving your body time to get used to what your boyfriends are doing. As you relax, you tell them you’re ‘green,’ and they carefully pick up where they left off. More pleasure blooms through your abdomen as Bucky works a third finger into your pussy, and a loud moan escapes from you as your nails dig into his shoulders.

''Fuck! You both feel so good inside of me,'' you tell them with a broad smile, and you even begin to rock yourself back and forth now that the nerves have disappeared and your confidence has increased. While you were still a little on edge at first, you've now found your footing, and you can feel your orgasm building once more.

''Yeah? Just imagine how you feel when we're both buried deep inside of you, Printsessa, both of our cocks splitting you open as you fall apart on them. Thrusting in and out before we fill you up until both of your holes are dripping with our cum,'' Bucky tells you, and you moan at his words, wanting nothing more than to be filled by them.

''Are you going to cum for us, Princess? Are you cumming on our fingers?'' Steve growls behind you, and with a scream of their names you do, your boyfriends working you through your orgasm with expert precision. They praise you endlessly and prepare you for what's to come. When you come down from your high and are ready for what’s next, Bucky slides down into the bath until the water reaches his shoulders.You straddle him, finding the perfect position so that Steve can also slide in.

''How's this, Printsessa? Are you comfortable?'' Bucky asks, your hands resting on his chest for balance. It's not uncomfortable, but the shift requires you to adjust slightly to avoid falling over onto Bucky.

''Perfect,'' you tell him, and he leans up to kiss you softly. As he does, you hear a soft growl coming from Steve behind you. Your ass has lifted slightly, now only just beneath the surface, as he's admiring where he's about to slide into in a few moments.

''I love to see you lying there like that,'' Steve tells you, and you smile into the kiss with Bucky. When you pull away and sit down, you can feel his length between your thighs, now grown to total hardness. Steve reaches into the water to find Bucky's cock and lube it up; they don’t want to hurt you, after all. Bucky lets out a loud moan as Steve strokes his hand up and down a few times before lining Bucky’s cock up with your pussy. The sensation of his tip against your clit makes you moan as well. Your head falls back as you sink down onto Bucky's length, feeling it stretch you inch by inch.

''Color?'' Steve asks as you sink to the hilt, Bucky's tip hitting your sweet spot.It makes you see stars and your nails scratch his chest in an attempt to ground yourself.

''So fucking green,'' you bite out as you start to grind down on Bucky, whose hands are on your hips to guide your movements. With every thrust back in, you can feel Bucky everywhere, and the fact you can't see makes the experience ten times better. Steve is enjoying the sight in front of him as he generously spreads the lube over his cock. He has ensured you’re adequately prepped, but it will still be a stretch, and he wants it to be pleasurable for you both. After a few minutes of slow grinding on Bucky’s cock, you feel Steve's hands stopping you. He lines himself up to your other hole, which welcomes him in with little resistance.

A loud groan leaves Steve's lips as he carefully thrusts into you, keeping a close eye on your reactions as your body gets used to him. Bucky's eyes are trained on your face as well and he gently tucks some of your hair behind your ear. Your chest heaves up and down at the feeling of both men filling you, but the pleasure only intensifies with every passing second. When Steve slides all the way in with a groan, both men still for a moment, letting you adjust again.

''What's your color?'' Bucky asks you. The blindfold is slightly damp from the sweat dripping off your forehead, but you wouldn't change this moment for the world. Your mouth is slack as you get used to the feeling of fullness; being taken like this by your boyfriends isn't something to take lightly, after all.

''Green,'' you tell them eventually, and with that, Steve sets a slow pace that has all three of you moaning loudly as pleasure courses through your bodies. It doesn't take long for you to fall over the edge of another orgasm; your body was already near the edge from the time Bucky had slid in. With a long, broken moan, you work yourself over their cocks, trying to be the one to set the pace even though you barely have the strength to hold yourself up. 

''Let us do the work, Printsessa; you relax. Just enjoy how we make you feel,'' Bucky says, and you nod. You let yourself sink against him, and Steve slides out to change positions, too, so he can be the one to do most of the work right now. He doesn't mind, and as he slides back in with ease, he almost immediately sets a pace that makes both you and Bucky moan loudly.

''Look at you, Princess, your tight holes are welcoming us so beautifully.You look so perfect between us as we fuck you into oblivion,'' Steve says. You’re so small that your body is now completely covered by both men. Steve can feel himself throb inside you, his orgasm nearing fast now and a glance at Bucky lets him know the other man feels the same. It doesn't take long for them to cum inside you, filling you with every last drop of their cum. Once their breathing returns to normal, they carefully pull out, one after the other.

They shift you so that your back is against Steve's chest at the side of the tub, and Bucky kneels in front of you. His long, skilled fingers untie the knot behind your head with ease, and when the blindfold falls away, you look into his eyes, which are filled with love.

''Welcome back, Printsessa,'' he says before kissing your lips gently. 

After your bath, all three of you step out of the tub, and your boyfriends dry you off before seeing to themselves. Bucky picks you up, towel and all, and carries you to the bed for much-needed cuddles. When he puts you down, he dresses you in a pair of panties and one of his henleys. He grabs a pair of sweatpants for himself while Steve gets the blanket fort ready to celebrate another successful mission.

''We're fortunate to have you as our girlfriend, you know that?'' Bucky says, peppering your face with kisses as you sit sideways on his lap, your fingers tracing the intricate patterns on his Vibranium arm. You're about to say something in return, but Steve walks back in, and you can't help but glance at his abs, his sweatpants hanging below them.

''Who's ready for some blanket fort cuddles?'' Steve asks, and you jump off Bucky's lap, racing toward it. They always allow you to go in first so you can find the most comfortable spot, but they follow you quickly, ready to watch a movie and unwind together. Not a single worry plagues your mind, and the anxieties you felt over the last few weeks have all melted away. They didn't want to get rid of you, after all.

"Printsessa?" Bucky says as you're curled up in the big armchair in the living room, your Kindle lying on your lap as you read the latest Stephen King novel. You look up at him with a soft smile, which he returns and then walks your way. He crouches in front of you, his metal hand rubbing your knee soothingly and he looks into your eyes with his beautiful blue ones. A wave of warmth runs through your body as you look back at him.

"I want to treat you to a spa day to thank you for everything you do for us. From keeping us safe during missions to being the best, sweetest, caring, and most beautiful girlfriend we could wish for. We're lucky to call you ours, and you deserve a day to relax and let yourself be taken care of," he tells you.

"A-Are you sure? You don't have to do that," you tell him, your hand going to his cheek, your fingers gliding over the stubble. The caress earns you a soft groan as Bucky’s eyes close, allowing the feeling of your fingers to quiet his mind a little bit. He's still feeling bad about how they made you feel, and even though they're trying to do better, they still have a few more things to organize, which is Bucky's ulterior motive for sending you on the spa day.

"I know, but you deserve it, Printsessa. How about this: You make a girls' day of it with Nat and Wanda, and then we'll go out for dinner afterward. Nothing over the top, but we can make it a date night with you, me, and Steve," he offers. You nod in response. It does sound like a good idea.

"Alright, I'll go ask if they have time for a spa day soon," you tell Bucky before getting up, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, and standing on your tiptoes to reach his mouth for a kiss. As soon as you feel his soft, plush lips on yours, warmth spreads through your veins, and his hands pull you against his body as he deepens the kiss.

His tongue swipes over your upper lip, asking for entrance, which you happily grant before feeling it against yours, moving in unison in a slow, passionate dance. A soft whine escapes your lips as he pulls away, as you don't want this moment to be over yet.

"I think there's someone who would like some attention as well, Printsessa," he whispers in your ear before you see Steve leaning against the doorframe, blocking the way into the living room where you and Bucky are still standing by the armchair, your Kindle long forgotten on the armrest.

You beckon Steve over, and he happily complies. You place your hands on his cheeks, pulling him down to meet you halfway for a kiss in which you're more than happy to take the lead. He follows your motions effortlessly, and when you finally pull away, you have a little difficulty catching your breath as you look into his eyes.

"I love you both so much, but now I'm going to find Nat and Wanda because I have a spa day to plan!" you say before giving each of them a peck on their lips and heading out the living room, on your way to meet your two fellow Avengers. As you turn around to say goodbye, you see that both super soldiers have found their place in the large armchair, having their own moment, and you look at them with adoration, wondering how you got so lucky to have these two super soldiers as your boyfriends.

You're at the nail salon with Natasha and Wanda a week later, deciding what design to put on your nails. Bucky and Steve have told you to get them done however you want, no matter the price, and you decide to go with a set of blue chrome nails. Wanda opts for a red set to match Vision, and Nat goes for sharp, black nails to suit her aesthetic.

When you’re all done, the three of you head to the shops for some clothes.Luckily, you don't have to go far to find the perfect dress to wear to dinner with your boyfriends. In a store window, you see a beautiful black velvet dress that immediately draws your attention, and you decide to go and try it on.

''It fits like a glove!'' you tell both girls as you walk out of the dressing rooms, and their jaws hit the floor as they look at you. You walk out of the store shortly after, not only with the dress but also with a pair of simple black heels to go with it. You're very excited to show Steve and Bucky your new outfit, but they’ll have to wait until just before going to dinner.

''I'm sure you won't make it out of the Compound looking like that. At least you wouldn't if I were your partner,'' Natasha says, giving you a massive boost of confidence. By the time the three of you are heading back to the Avengers Compound, where Bucky and Steve are making the last changes to the proposal, it’s almost 4 pm.

''How're my two favorite super soldiers doing?'' you ask as you walk into the bedroom. They’ve just finished the last necessary arrangements and are sitting on the bed watching an action movie. Steve is between Bucky's legs with Bucky's arms around his waist. His own hands are on Bucky's knees and they melt into each other's embrace. They both look up at you with expressions of adoration as you walk into the bedroom.

''We're doing perfectly now that you're back, Printsessa,'' Bucky says, and Steve nods in agreement. You tell them you're going to get ready for dinner straight away because you want to take your time and make everything perfect. From a dark make-up look to an elegant bun, you pull out all the stops. You finish the outfit with a simple silver necklace, and when it's time to leave for dinner, you meet Steve and Bucky in the living room, where they are waiting for you.

''So, how do I look?'' you ask them as you twirl around, and they practically drool at the sight of you. With a shared look, their plans change; they don't want to wait any longer to ask you to become their wife. They’ll propose to you now, and dinner will be to celebrate getting engaged.

''Princess?'' Steve stretches out his hand, which you take before he pulls you into the living room. Bucky turns on some soft background music on his phone and he fiddles with the ring in his pocket, the other half to the one Steve has in his. They chose matching, stackable rings that fit perfectly together so they could go down on one knee with a ring together.

''Printsessa, Steve, and I are so very fortunate to have you in our lives. We were happy before you met us, but we had never felt this amazing until we met you and you joined our relationship. Our days are brighter because of you, and our missions are less of a burden since we know we will come home to you every single time. Knowing that you're waiting for us is just one more reason for us to fight even harder because we don't want to be away from you any longer than we have to,'' Bucky tells you, and Steve stands beside him.

''I'm going to be honest: both Bucky and myself have done countless stupid things, but asking you to be a part of our lives isn't one of them. I love the traditions we've built together, from the blanket forts after each mission to our weekly dinner dates; we wouldn't change it for the world. We found our soulmate in you, and because of that, we want to ask you something important,'' Steve says.

Both men sink on their knees as you take a small step back, and the small ring boxes open in unison. Disbelief courses through your body at first, but it's true. They are asking you to marry you, and you can't wait for that day to arrive.

''Will you make us the happiest men in the universe and marry us?'' they ask in unison, and a loud laugh escapes you as you nod.

''Yes, of course, I'll marry you guys!'' you say, and they stand up to slide both rings on your finger. They each give you a deep, passionate kiss and then turn to share one with each other. Happiness radiates off all three of you.

''I love you both so much, though if you ever plan anything again, please don't make me feel like you're going to break up with me!'' you told them, and they agree. From here on out, they will do anything to include you whenever possible, and you have never felt more loved in your entire life.

''We love you too, Princess, more than you know,'' Bucky tells you before all three head off to dinner, celebrating the start of the rest of your lives.

[amysgiantbees]

I just find it strange that the developers chose to rewrite Wyll. I love new Wyll I think he's fantastic and I don't necessarily want the previous version. But I find it bizarre that there was somehow so much negative feedback about old Wyll that they risked completely rewriting him.

Now I love all the companions. This is not Dragon Age Orgins where I debate recruiting Ogrun every time. But I just find it strange that the reason given was Wyll's negative feedback when most of the other characters have been unpopular too. Like Lae'zel is infamously unlikable to a great many people.

People love to bully Gale and there's even lines in game that call him pathetic. The DEV's in the IGN interview even agreed that Gale killing himself can be a good ending, " I really liked Gale setting off the bomb with the brain, and actually that felt like the right ending to me.

AS: In many ways it is, yeah." Which feels problematic to say the least, like I get supporting player choices but suicide is never the "right" way to do things.

Or even I'm pretty sure I remember Neil Newbon talking about how he was sure a lot of players had killed Astarion permanently in their playthroughs.

Then there are people being absolute freaks on the internet about Halsin all because he's polyamorous.

Like these characters are wildly popular too but they certainly have their haters. So why did they lack such confidence with Wyll? The best source I could find on early access Wyll is this article https://gamerant.com/baldurs-gate-3-wyll-early-access-story-change-karlach-explained/. It says that this change was made to make his story stronger, make him more unique, and give him more complicated emotional ties. Unless he was really basic before they did not accomplish this. He has less content so his story lacks the depth the other's do. It's also inconsistent, with you being able to put him off being a duke by telling him he'll be too power hungry which he has never been. His emotional ties are rushed. He never really confronts his father, having the tadpole do most of the work and never hashing out his feelings beyond that he's fine.

It wasn't supposed to be this way. According to the article he was meant to have a dark side like Shadowheart "According to the panel, depending on whether players allow him to go through with killing Karlach, he will become a radically different companion instead of if she is recruited." Which would have been cool but if they didn't have enough time to do that maybe they should have tweaked what they had.

Plus, according to the article in early access he was "a straightforward hero who develops a violent side regarding his patron or goblins." This article too show's that his early approval matches current Wyll pretty well except for dealing with Aunty Ethel and more goblin hate https://fextralife.com/baldurs-gate-3-early-access-companions-guide-wyll/.

I just don't know I just find it so frustrating that it was the black main character they chose to tweak and ran out of time to complete his story and still haven't fixed it with a patch. And in the IGN interview the devs kind of sounded like there wouldn't be anymore patches and it's just frustrating. Wyll deserves just as much content as any one else.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA if I asked my parter to open our relationship?

🥩-to find

My (29ftm) parter(29m) and I have been in a committed relationship for almost 9 years. (I'll call him B) We were best friends and started dating when I was in college- I knew he'd been in a polyamorous relationship previously, and identified as such. I generally have been monogamous, but have always felt like if he asked to add a third to our relationship I'd give it a try, but he's never brought it up. If I found out he was seeing someone without my knowledge I'd be upset though.

Before B and I started dating I identified as a lesbian and exclusively dated girls. B and I had always been good friends and he knew this- I didn't really examine my attraction to men until I started developing feelings for him. (We would also talk about our crushes and people we found attractive and continue to do so all the time)

Fast forward a few years and I start my transition. I was nervous B might not be attracted to me anymore when I started changing, but we're both bi and he assures me he still is. Here's where I might be TA.

I am still REALLY into women and going through second peuberty isnt helping. I've noticed now that I'm appearing more masculine, women who didn't find me attractive before are starting to, (I have NOT made any moves or reciprocated flirting) and i feel guilty for being attracted to the girl in the first place. Ik B is bi, but I know he also has a stronger attraction to women than men and I still get paranoid he's going to leave me. (prone to obsessive thoughts lmao) Id want to breach the possibility of adding a third to our relationship if it was someone we both cared about, partially because I'm so anxious he'd miss being with someone feminine and partially because Ladies Pretty.

I'm not sure how to bring it up or if I even should. He might get offended and think I'm not attracted to him anymore (I love him so so much I think I might die without him) or he might get upset I've previously said I'm monogamous and we've been living that way.

Idk WIBTA?

What are these acronyms?

[buckybarnesisdaddy]

All is Well Part 3

To Be Frank

Summary- Frank really can’t stand Ransom and his stupid shiny hair.

Pairings- Frank Adler x Dutchess!Reader, Bucky(Winter Soldier) x Dutchess!Reader, Ransom Drysdale x Dutchess!Reader, Steve x Bucky (James) x Daisy!Reader, Jake Jenson x Precious!Reader.

Rating- Explicit, 18+

Warnings- polyamorous relationships, sex mentioned (PiV), Hand job, Oral (f receiving), 18+ only!!

Word count- 3.4 k

Authors notes- This was co-written with the lovely @theinheriteddutchess so go give her some love!! 💕 She knows Frank best so I had to follow her lead on this one! 🥰

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Previous

A kiss to you, his wife, his Dutchess, a glance at the man next to you in bed; get up, get dressed, eat breakfast, and check on the rest of the guys. Everyday started like this, it was perfect. Frank Adler is a simple man, he loves his wife, loves his boat, loves his niece, loves his job, and he has even grown to love some of the people in this house. Key word ‘some’ of them, and even that took time.

“Bucky? Breakfast ready?” He is answered by a grunt and a plate full of eggs and bacon shoved his way. He quickly eats his food and drinks is coffee in the silence of the morning. It’s blissful. He heads downstairs and checks on the guys down there. Jefferson gives him a wave through his open door, Cap grunts and pulls on his chains, Frank just shakes his head as he walks around the corner. He is greeted by a naked Ransom walking into his bedroom.

“Morning Frank!” Ransom says as he waves over his shoulder before he closes the door. Frank rolls his eyes, he keeps walking and grabs the bag of Mary’s things. He brings them upstairs and tucks them away in her bedroom. Shes off visiting her grandma for the summer but she will be coming back soon and her room should be ready. He grabs another cup of coffee before he heads out the door.

Frank goes to work as a part-time professor at the University. A job he got on his own merit and not by the strings pulled by his wealthy family. It’s only part time because he enjoys working on his boat too much to just give that up. Also, he needs to get out of the house sometimes because living in a home with two other women and about ten men wasn't easy. It is noisy, and there is always a mess wherever he goes. Frank suspects Ransom is the culprit because he doesn’t know how to clean up after himself, he prefers others to do it for him. Frank does not like Ransom, no one does. Except for Daisy and Precious and apparently you. And Jake, but Jake likes everyone. It is infuriating that you like hanging around Ransom… Frank doesn’t get it; the man is insufferable, yet Frank can hear you laugh in the other room when the Ransom makes another wisecrack on someone else's behalf. He dreads the day Ransom has a chance in your pants. It was bad enough that Winter moved in on you. That was a hard adjustment and Frank finally gave in but he draws the line at Ransom.

Frank likes Winter; the man is quiet and polite, careful. Too careful if you asked him, but with everything he'd been through, it was understandable. But over the past year Frank went from having just one person in his bed to having two. Winter is a blanket hog, woman hog, and a living furnace! He likes Winter, he does, but in the beginning Frank found himself a little frustrated. It was frustrating because it had taken you months of being with Frank before you allowed Frank to hug you. To get comfortable enough to relax and let your guard down around him. Frank had to work overtime with you, earning your trust to allow him in, allow him to change your life. But Winter walked in and within a week, the two of you had your arms wrapped around each other. That was the sight Frank was met with whenever he walked into any room. "He needs it", you would explain. And that was it. For all your bossiness and hard edge, when you saw someone in pain, you couldn't help reaching out.

Thankfully Ransom still has his own room in the basement with the others, because if you ever moved him into the bedroom, He thinks he might actually leave! Fucking Ransom, with his fucking sweaters and his fucking perfect hair. At least Winter has the decency to have bedhead when he wakes up. But not Ransom…and if he did, it still looks like it was styled by a professional. Winter doesn’t like him either, which helps them bond over the weeks that Ransom weaseled himself into their lives. Before that, they had eyed each other a little wearily at times. You were Frank’s, his Dutchess, and Winter was the wounded warrior who desperately wanted to be loved. Frank should have seen it coming.

Frank is a married man, and Winter isn’t a homewrecker. Feelings grew and Frank had seen it slowly developing. You, Frank’s wife, his Dutchess, had seen Winter hurting, desperately needing comfort and love; you couldn’t help allowing him into your heart.You wanted nothing more than to show Winter that he had a home and was safe with you, with Frank even. When Winter arrived at the house he would only talk to Steve. Steve was a friend, even if he couldn’t remember everything, he knew he could trust Steve, and you. For some reason you felt… safe. With only two friends, Winter was bound to fall for you, Frank couldn’t fault him for that, you are wonderful, you are everything. After a few months went by Winter noticed how ‘at ease’ he felt with you, Frank noticed as well. The little things made him worry, the cuddles, the soft touches, they were intimate touches, ones that Frank would share with you and now you are sharing them with another man. Frank didn’t truly worry until you started to look at Winter the way you looked at him. Frank knew then. He had to bring it up.

“You like Bucky- Winter- whatever we are calling him.” It hung in the air for a moment. You smile for a moment at Frank being tongue tied but then you realize what he is saying and the smile fades.

“Yes.” You sigh. There was no denying it. You wouldn't lie to Frank. You wouldn’t lie to your husband.

It wasn't instantly okay though.

Frank didn't want to lose you, and you wouldn't do anything to hurt him. You had to stop, Frank was your husband, you made a choice, you love Frank not Winter. But Winter was slowly opening up, trusting you and a few others in the house. He was starting to feel safe and at home. So when you stopped he couldn’t understand why there was distance, no cuddling, no touching?! And why you seemed to hesitate when just talking to him. It broke him, the first time he felt seen and loved in decades and now he messed it up, it had to be his fault, you are too good. Winter withdrew and kept to his room. Even Steve couldn't get him to come out and talk to him. Steve had to get to the bottom of it, asking you what was going on, if Winter had done anything or if you were upset with him.

“What?! No! Winter is perfect.” You exclaim. “I- Frank and I realized that feelings were starting to develop… and I love Frank.”

Steve nods and sighs. Steve wanted to help Winter but how could he tell you to forget about your husband to help his friend?! The mood changed after that and it made everyone on edge. Winter was different from the others, in all his strength, he was still a vulnerable man. Frank couldn’t help but feel guilty. Which was ridiculous, He had the right as the husband to not share his wife. Even if Jake and Steve don’t care, he does. Although Bucky turned out fine, too, right? He'd made tremendous progress. But Winter wasn't Bucky, the same face, same experiences, but a completely different man. Winter was still starting his road to recovery. And you…are a natural caretaker, Frank could see how hard it was not to help. To stand back and not do everything possible to make the man feel better, that wasn’t who you were. So, Frank made a decision.

“You have feelings for him and he needs you.” Frank sighs as he crosses his arms and leans against the counter. It’s late, everyone else is already asleep for the night. Frank worked on the boat a little too late, he was so caught up in trying to get his words just right that by the time he looked at his watch he knew he’d have to wait for the house to be quiet at night before he could have his word with you. “I still need you though. I love you and we made a vow-”

“Frank I’ve kept my distance-”

“Let me finish. I love you and I am your husband, so I know you. And I know it’s killing you to not be there to help him.” Frank rubs his face and the stands up straight. “I don’t know how this is going to work, but I know we need to make it work because I can see how sad you are. I can even see how sad Winter is. He needs you.” Frank admits, it’s a weird weight off his chest. He didn’t need to be coddled but Winter did, you need someone to coddle, take care of, it’s something you rarely got to do with him. It’s that moment he realized you need Winter as bad as he needed you.

“Thank you, Frank.” You pulls him close and kiss him. “I love you. Nothing and no one will ever change how much I love you.” Frank nods and kisses you again.

At first Frank didn’t want to see it at all. When he left for work, whatever went on, was separate. He didn’t see or hear and no one told him about it. It grew from there, walking into rooms without knocking, or sweet moments that just couldn’t be contained till Frank left, he grew to be slightly okay with it all. Nowadays, Winter seems to trust Frank and Frank even lets Winter help with the boat. As ‘horrible’ as Frank might have thought this would end up, it actually ended up to not be a disaster. Winter is better at calming you down when you are worried, Frank could do it but Winter is just better at it. Frank is better at coming up with solutions and fixing the problem. It was the best of both worlds. If Frank ever spotted you two kissing, it wasn't weird anymore. Seeing touches and hearing noises that Frank also pulled out of you wasn't odd. He wasn't even bothered by the look on Winter’s face afterward. That's when Frank realized Winter was part of this life you all were living and it was strangely fitting.

Now, the ‘Winter Soldier’ made Ransom think twice about sneaking in and taking “advantage” of his wife, his Dutchess. And it was Winter’s loathing that turned out to be the thing that genuinely bonded them. Winter is a great bodyguard, constantly making sure Ransom didn't find a way to get his slimy hands on their woman. Frank doesn’t understand how Precious and Daisy even look at the man. He was just glad you didn't. You wouldn't. No way. No matter how Ransom made you laugh! You had him and Winter, that would be enough.

Frank really can’t stand Ransom, he doesn’t know what it is about him. Maybe it’s his stupid perfect hair, or his privilege that makes his hands soft and smooth unlike Frank’s rough ones. Maybe it’s the way he just assumes everyone should know who he is. Frank can’t put a finger on it exactly, he just knows he can’t stand the guy. Honestly, he didn't even feel sorry for washing his red Christmas sweater with that pretentious white sweater. Pink fitted Drysdale's bloated face perfectly. His yelling sounding through the house when he found out it was ruined? That still puts a smile on Frank’s face to this day. Winter glanced at him from the side of his eyes, quickly took another big bite out of his stack of pancakes, freshly made by Bucky for breakfast, and wisely remained silent. Though Frank swears the man's lips had lifted slightly.

Frank didn't feel guilty, not one bit. Not even when you theatrically held the Christmas sweater up that evening, "You forgot to put this away; it's freshly washed. Weird though, I could've sworn we put it away, seeing as it's summer!" You eye him, and Frank shrugs. He didn't need to say anything because you both know it had been him. "Ransom’s going to find out it was you when you wear it at Christmas."

"If he's still here at Christmas." Frank challenges and you sighs.

"He never wants to leave. He's already having fun with Daisy and Precious. He likes it here."

"As long as you don't-" Frank says under his breath.

"What?! Like him?" Dutchess asks.

"Sleep with him.” Frank corrects. You look away from him, which makes him suspicious. “You won't, right?” Frank asks a little more unsure and suspicious.

"The man probably doesn't even like me." You mutter say. That was bullshit, Ransom liked anyone he couldn't have and the man was already trying. There was a reason Winter had put a lock on the door a month ago.

"He does." Frank states. You blush, Frank notices.

"He does?" Even if Ransom had been standing in front of you naked saying, 'I want to fuck you!' You probably still wouldn’t have believed him.

"He's not getting in," Frank says firmly. "Also his hair is too shiny.” Frank says with a little annoyance, you can’t help but laugh.

"His hair is too shiny?? Come on, you're being ridiculous." You kiss his cheek and leaves the bedroom, bumping into Ransom along the way, your laugh drifting down the hall and pulling at Frank’s heart. What he really meant was, I don't want you to love him more than us; he's a dick that doesn't deserve you or anyone. Please don't fall for his stupid tricks. But he also really hated that stupid hair…and everything under it. He is lost in thought as you walk back in to retrieve your phone. You see Frank, his brow furrowed and lost in thought.

"Frank," you speak softly as you walk closer, placing your hand on his cheek, "I have you and Bucky; what more could I want?” You kiss him and leave again. Frank still can’t help but worry, sadly he has seen Ransom naked, and he's heard the others when they fucked him. Frank notices how Ransom watches you when you aren't aware. Maybe they should put another lock on the door or this time on his you. Frank didn't trust him one bit.

*** 4 Months later- September ***

“Fuck!!! Yes, keep going!” Ransom moans as you stroke him in your hand. He stares down at your chest, still contained in your bra. “Please let me touch you?!” He begs. You smile and shake your head as you lean forward and press a kiss to his chest, grazing over his nipples while you quicken your pace with your other hand. Ransom moans loudly as he cums hard all over your chest, a little bit slipping beneath your bra. “Mmhmm fffuuuckkk!” He screams. You work him through it and then leave him to come down from his high a little more as you clean off your chest and hands with a wet rag, you toss him the rag after you’re done. “When will I finally be able to fuck and cum in that sweet pussy of yours. I mean I love your hands, chess but-”

“You know the rules, Ran. Now go, I still haven’t cum yet.” Ransom smiles and pulls your body close. You are still dressed except for your shirt. Ransom goes to lift your skirt, scrunching it right at your ass. You decided on a long flowy skirt today and Ransom is about to make that a problem.

“You know I’d love to stay and help you with that.” Ransom leans in to kiss you when the door swings open and Frank appears, Winter standing beside him.

“You know the rules, Ransom. You got your fuck, now leave while we take care of our girl.” Frank says as he moves close to you. Winter stares Ransom down as he walks by. Random sighs and shakes his head.

“I don’t get to cum in her and I don’t get to make her cum.” Random says as he picks up his clothes. “Seems to me you’re just devaluing her. Making her nothing more than a wet hole for me.” Winter turns to attack and you call him off.

“Winter, come here.” Winter walks over and you run your hands through his hair as you pull him into a kiss. You then push him to his knees, he goes willingly. A leg thrown over his shoulder and your flowy skirt thrown over him for privacy since he is still shy about being sexual around anyone other than you or Frank. He is eating you out in seconds, starting the job Ransom isn’t allowed to do “You want in my bed Ransom? This is how we are doing it. You have to earn your privilege,” you place your hand over Winter’s head, who is still below your skirt. “Mmhmm just like that, baby.” You moan and close your eyes for a moment. When you open them you look at Ransom, “Also, I’m the wet hole?” You question. “You’re the one who is already thinking about finding someone else to ride you after you leave. You are more than that but until you can be honest with yourself about what you need, then this is how it will be.” Ransom scoffs as he leaves the room. Frank turns his gaze back on you and kisses you deeply.

“I love you, Dutchess.” You smile against his lips.

“I love you too, Frank. Mmhmm I love you, Winter.” You say as you pull the man up from his knees.

“I love you, Dutchess.” He kisses you, you taste yourself on his tongue. “Who do you want to bring you over the edge?” You smile as you look at your husband.

“Frank, baby please.” You say and you pull him close.

“Gladly” he says as he kisses you and starts to undress. Winter kisses your shoulder.

“I will make sure you’re not disturbed.” Frank nods a thank you and Winter gives a small smile back.

When Ransom finally managed to get you to believe him when he said he wanted you, the only way Frank agreed were two rules. These two things had to remain for him and Winter alone. Only they get to cum inside you and only they get to make you cum. Making you cum was special and only the men who truly loved you deserved that privilege. And cumming inside you was because Frank and Winter wanted to be the ones to claim you in that way. They have earned your love and devotion and they wanted that to be left for them. There was no birth control reason for it seeing as you are on the pill, it was more a relationship step that Ransom was nowhere near. Surprisingly Ransom agreed although he seems to be rethinking the agreement now. Your moans traveling down the hallway, the moans he hears but never gets to cause, they are different then the ones you make during sex with him. He wants to have all of you one day. He walks by Daisy’s room and hears late night sex happening in there too, then he hears a soft question and a happy, tearful answer.

“Yes, Bucky! I’d love to marry you. Stevie?”

“Looks like we’re getting married again, Daisy girl.” After is filled with more quick breaths and moans from what Ransom can only assume is the three of you. Daisy gets two men, Dutchess gets two men, does Precious, or whatever Jake calls her, have two men?

“Hey, precious!” She turns around and faces Ransom. “Got any room in your bed?” He smirks. She shakes her head.

“That is not a name you get to call me. Besides, is that really what you need.” She asks. Ransom's lip curls up as he fights to roll his eyes. “If you can't answer, then no bed. For now you need to go shower and clean up your room downstairs.” Ransom pouts a little. “Go now, no pouting.” Ransom leaves and Jake comes up behind Precious.

“Oh no, are you bringing home a stray?” He teases and Precious smiles and shrugs.

“Hmm, what do you think?”

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[pippin-katz]

just letting you know this ask will contain sensitive issues regarding Jewish identity and negative criticism that I’ve seen about rwrb. So I understand if you don’t want to answer at all - but I just wanted to see what your thoughts were about this (as I haven’t read the book but absolutely adore the movie) - if you want to make a separate post or something.

I saw a post on my “for you” feed (can’t find it anymore) that apparently Matthew’s decision to conflate and change Nora and June’s characters is antisemitic and bi-erasure? I only skimmed through it because it was very accusatory and the comments were also very negative.

I can understand being upset about losing some characters and the criticism about Nora’s bi-identity. I can’t really speak about the antisemitism as I’m not fully aware of that aspect from the book. But I was thinking - if they did make Nora bi and she still ended up being with Percy/Pez, would those critics be happy? Or would they still be mad because June wasn’t there for the polyamorous relationship that was hinted in the books?

They’re mad about Richards, Rafael Luna, Liam, divorce-free Claremont-Diaz household, no Queen Mary, no Princess Catherine, no this, no that. And they said it’s not a true rom-com because it doesn’t flesh out the romance between Alex and Henry? I just don’t understand what it takes for them to be satisfied. Casey said themself that if everything was done 100% from the books, fans still wouldn’t be happy with it. I mostly ignore the loud ones who hate the movie with all their being but when it comes up it’s so jarring. I don’t want the hype of this movie to lose out to the noise of the haters and bashers. This movie, and Alex and Henry’s love story has become so important to many people and we want more!

Funny you should bring that up to me of all people, seeing as I happen to be Jewish!

I think I may have seen posts like that in the past and immediately blocked the poster because I knew that if I wrote a response to them it would spiral out of control, and there were too many people in the replies to try and explain this to.

Post Writing Note: Buckle up for this one cause I definitely went on a tangent about Jewish culture, but I felt like it would help people understand, or at least be interesting.

The short version of this is that they are self centered idiots who have their heads up their ass.

Casey is 100% correct that even if they were completely true to the book, they wouldn’t be satisfied. They will always find something to complain about.

They also simply don’t want to like it, or understand it. All of those major changes were made for a reason, and make complete sense/were the right call for what Matthew was trying to accomplish with the film. But they don’t want to hear or accept that.

As for Nora and June, once again, they are being idiots.

Matthew has explained several times that the decision to cut June was a logical director’s decision.

With the limited time the film has, side characters simply can’t have as much detail or development as they have in the book. In the case of June and Nora, he explained that he essentially would’ve been giving half of a character to the two actresses. They would’ve been fighting for screen time, and would’ve felt unsatisfied with the roles. Therefore, he essentially combined the two into one full character to give to a single actress. It makes complete sense, and was the right choice.

Did that remove the polycule dynamic? Yes, but that was a side effect of the decision, not part of the reason. Matthew does not seem like the kind of person to remove something like that for no reason, or purely because it might "make the straights uncomfortable". It was just the way things happened.

Now, let me address Nora.

The thing that drives me a bit crazy about this is their determination to call her intentional erasure.

Just because those traits weren’t brought up in the film does not make them untrue. There is no reason to assume that she isn’t bisexual or Jewish just because they didn’t bring it up. They did not say anything that counters those details, therefore I don’t see them as being changed.

They are also exaggerating a lot.

Now, I’m saying all this as a Jewish person who would love to see more representation of Judaism casually included in characters.

Nora’s Jewish identity is completely irrelevant to the plot and is only mentioned in the book. When Alex wants to call someone on Christmas after his parents fight, he briefly says that she’s busy celebrating Chanukah. That is the only moment in the entire book that Nora being Jewish is brought up, as far as I can remember from the last time I went through to look for it, when I first saw a post about this. I checked again while writing this. Other book readers can correct me if I’m wrong about that, but I know for a fact that it is not something that’s regularly mentioned or relevant to the plot.

Again, I say this as a Jewish person with love, it was not important. I’ve said it before, and I’ll keep saying it until I fucking die: the book had no time limit.

The novel is not a massive one, but it is absolutely stuffed cover-to-cover with content. It’s a book told through Alex’s point of view, giving direct access into his thoughts and feelings through text.

When Alex offhandedly mentions in his head facts like that, the translation to the screen would be constructing a situation where bringing that up out loud is relevant. The other option is to put clues in the environment to indicate it.

The thing about those options though is that Nora does not have any scenes during the holiday portion of the movie. In fact, there is not even a mention of Christmas at all; the only reason we know is because of the decorations around the White House, but no one mentions it. There is only one scene that even takes place around Christmas in the film: Alex’s conversation with Zahra. From there, it’s straight to New Year’s.

Some may be thinking, “But those are so close together, it would still be relevant!” and I hate to tell you that you’re wrong, but there’s an 85% chance you’re wrong.

Chanukah shifts dates from year to year because it’s determined by the Jewish calendar, and that doesn’t match the normal calendar. As someone grew up celebrating it, and still does celebrate it, I can tell you from personal knowledge that most of the time, it happens before Christmas. Yes, sometimes it overlaps with it, or happens afterwards, but I can safely tell you that most of the time, it happens before; for example, this year Chanukah starts Dec. 8th and ends at sunset Dec. 15th. It starts and ends a whole week before Christmas.

Now, I have to also say, and I say this with as much love and respect as I can for all the normal Christians/Catholics out there, we don’t really… shove our holiday in everyone’s faces?

I know that sounds rude, and it might be, but I mean that everyone knows when Christmas is. Everything closes down for Christmas. Whether you celebrate it or not, you’re most likely going to be off-work or off-school for it. No one looks around and goes, “what day is Christmas again?” And most people know the basic gist of why it’s celebrated.

I’m pretty sure that at minimum 65% of the people who read this had no idea when Chanukah was, and have zero clue why it’s celebrated.

That’s not really their fault, it’s just a simple truth about Western society (especially American) that people don’t get educated on Judaism, even indirectly the way they do for Christmas. The same can be said for all of the religious minorities. I’m by no means innocent of being uninformed on the basics of other minority religions. I’m just bringing it up because it’s somewhat relevant.

When it’s Christmas, you know it’s Christmas. Everyone is talking about it and there’s decorations everywhere. And while there’s sometimes a few decorations for Chanukah and maybe Kwanzaa, it’s not common; especially given the unfortunate reality that said decorations are a beacon for hate crimes.

Circling back to Nora, the easiest way to provide indications that she is Jewish is through decorations in her office/apparel choices. I just explained why she would be unlikely to have decorations in her office for Chanukah, but what about non-holiday specific decor?

Well, in my experience as a reformed Jewish person, there's not a lot of decor that's not very obvious or specifically religious in its representation. I say "specifically religious" because Judaism is a culture as well as a religion. I'm a Jewish person, but I don't regularly attend Temple or practice daily prayer. My experience with Judaism stems more from how we celebrate the major holidays, the kinds of food we eat, clothing we wear, and stuff like that, not passages of the Torah.

We also just don't really have as much physical decoration options as Christians/Catholics, at least for Jews who are not devoutly religious.

Judaism is practices aniconism.

Don't be alarmed, most people don't know what that word means; I only know because I learned about it briefly in an art history course a few years ago. Aniconism is the absence of artistic representations of certain figures in religions. Judaism is generally "anti-iconic", meaning it's strongly discouraged to create imagery, specifically human imagery, of God or other saint-like figures from the Torah. It's not completely unheard of, but think about how frequently you see imagery of Jesus in Christianity/Catholicism, or all the famous imagery of God, and depictions of scenes of the Bible and the saints, etc. etc. etc. Jews just don't do that, at least not nearly to the extent or as commonly as Christians/Catholics.

Jews instead have focused artistry into the form of ceremonial objects, i.e. the menorah, Kiddush goblets, etc.

In fact, my Jewish heritage comes from my father's side, so my grandfather on that side has always been a practicing Jew, and my grandmother converted back when they married. They're not super religious, but more so than my parents and how I was raised.

Thinking back to their home, I'm realizing that all of their Jewish "decor" was fine dishware sort of like this they kept in a China cabinet, like this:

Nora's not going to keep fine China in her office.

The only piece of "decor" that I have in my parents' home is not even really decor. This is a super common thing to find in Jewish households. It's call a mezuzah:

It's a little container that keeps a scroll with two prayers from the Torah written in Hebrew by a calligraphist. They are a symbol of connection and protection amongst the Jewish community. They are an ancient tradition. Nora would definitely have one.

However, these go on the doorframes of the entrance to a home. They're not hung up anywhere to look nice. She wouldn't have one on her office doorway, which is glass anyway.

So I've eliminated physical decorations, so how about jewelry?

This is where I'm sure a bunch of those people will shake their fists at me. The easiest and simplest way to imply a Jewish character (especially a female one) is the same as a Christian/Catholic character: a necklace.

Obviously, it is common practice for crosses to be worn on necklaces. Wearing the Star of David on a necklace is also common, but not nearly as common as the cross. I've noticed over the course of my life an increase in seeing them, but they're still uncommon.

And incredibly recently, I actively chose to stop wearing mine because we are at a point of actual danger in the US right now, specifically Florida, where I happen to be so lucky to live.

Regardless, it's debatable on how likely it would be for Nora to be wearing one. I feel like it's pretty split on how much of the Jewish population does and doesn't. So let's take a look at her style then:

The only outfit I couldn't find a clear still image of was the one in the jeep, but there are GIFs of that:

Note: I swear, if this fandom doesn't start posting more content of the side characters, I'm going to throw something; y'all are making it very hard to write my essays!! 😂

Out of her seven outfits, she is only wearing a neck accessory in ONE. More notably, she's not wearing a necklace in either of her formal outfits: the wedding and the party dresses. If she were going to wear a necklace, a fancier outfit usually makes it more likely. She seems to like wearing earrings more. Earrings with the Star of David exist, but I've personally never seen someone wearing them.

So based on everything I've been talking about, and Nora's personality, and her characterization in the book, and everything else, it's probably unlikely that she would wear a religious necklace, if not because she's not heavily religious, then because she just doesn't wear necklaces.

Could you ignore all that and complain that they could've given her a necklace or something anyway? Yeah, you could, but you are just being annoying and overreacting. She's still a Jewish character. People who haven't read the book may not know that, but tons of people who have read the book didn't even remember that. It's not an intentional decision made to erase her Jewish heritage. It is purely a side effect of having very limited time to cover way too much content.

The same can be said for her being bisexual. There's no reason to assume she's not. Hell, we've been joking about the face she makes when she meets Bea since we saw it:

This look alone is enough to make non-book readers go, "oh ship! ship! ship!". She's not straight just because they don't address her sexuality. Again, it was not an intentional decision made to erase her bisexuality.

Look, I'm not saying you have to like it, but for the love of god, stop acting like Matthew is the devil incarnate who made every change and cut out of spite, and to hurt you specifically.

As for the comment about not fleshing out Alex and Henry's relationship? I... I have no fucking words. That's a lie, I have so many fucking words, but I've been writing this for too long, so I'll speed run this:

First of all, if you don't think the romance between Alex and Henry is "fleshed out" in the film, I cannot say anything else than you are a fucking idiot. I don't like rom-coms, but this one is so fucking genuine, emotional, and sweet that even my cold dark soul feels warmth while watching it.

Second of all, how the fuck are you going to make the claim that they didn't flesh out Alex and Henry's romance, while simultaneously bitching about 3+ hours of book content that didn't make it? Do you not have any logical reasoning skills or common sense, at all??

I WILL SAY IT AGAIN: THE BOOK HAD NO TIME LIMIT. THE MOVIE DID.

Alright, that's enough of all that; I have an essay that I wrote the day after the movie originally dropped that went more in detail about that last one, so I'm not going to get super into that here. That's the short version of that, and if you want to hear the long version, go read this.

I hope that cleared some stuff up for you Anon! Sorry for the rambling lmfao

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[genrebender]

There’s something that has been buzzing around in the back of my head for awhile now that I finally figured out how to articulate.

I have a lot of favorite characters, comfort characters, and characters I kin/relate to. One of the characters that fits all three categories is Caleb Widogast, but there is something extra that I just learned to express. Something about him that if I ever meet Liam O’Brien I might start sobbing about how much this character means to me.

He is the only character I’ve ever seen that loves the same way I do. I don’t just mean that he’s a chaotic bisexual disaster or that he’s polyamorous; it’s how deeply and widely he loves, how quickly he comes to care about those around him and how deeply his well of love to give is. It’s his hard to define and place relationship with Veth/Nott. How he falls in love with Jester; how whether it became platonic or is still in some way romantic, when life shows that isn’t what their relationship is going to be they’re dear friends. It’s that regardless of exactly what that love is he, still loves her. The flirting and tension with Mollymauk, and later Lucien. How he sees himself in Essek; though all the trouble in the world hangs around them he falls deeply, even if he holds it back behind the walls of his heart. The way early in the campaign he thinks he should leave the party while they’re all asleep; but he doesn’t, he sits there and lists all the reason to go but he doesn’t. There’s of course the doyelist explanation that the PC needs to stay with the party for the campaign and story, but the Watsonian that he’s already come to deeply care about these people. Even as he tries to keep his heart closed and cold he can’t. Caleb’s heart was designed to love fully, widely, deeply, and passionately. He and Essek are able to fight and stand beside each other as they start to heal. He works to put away his abuser so he can’t do that to anyone again, he becomes a teacher who questions authority and fights against the corrupt parts of the institution, and he continues working to put other corrupt authority figures away.

Even with all Caleb’s been through, all the pain of his past, self loathing, and assholery he works to make the world a better and brighter place. One of the people he once considered abandoning became his sister, the person who helps uproot corruption. This man loves so wholly; familiar, romantic, platonic, and all the messy complicated gray alcoves and variations on that spectrum.

[liffy-feelin-jiffy]

Team Blue headcanons!

Goggles

His real name is John, taking inspiration from the promo character he’s based off of.

Major ADHD. He isn’t diagnosed, but he knows because his dad who also has ADHD saw the symptoms in him.

He’s bi! Both bisexual and biromantic. He later finds out he’s polyamorous because he has a crush on more than one person.

He’s been in a relationship before with this one girl a while back. (His team did not like her very much) Things actually lasted for a while between them, but not too long before the beginning events of the manga followed, she just left him out of nowhere. It busted him up a little at first, especially since the girl said “I just don’t wanna be seen with an idiot anymore”, but he got back on his feet fairly quick thanks to support from his friends and family. And while it also made it slightly more difficult to for him to feel confident in trying to form relationships again, he kept telling himself that the only thing that mattered was that he found someone who would love him for him, through and through.

It still bothered him, though. For the longest time he kinda felt worried about going into another relationship because he was afraid that they would leave him for the same reason his ex did. It’s why it took so long for him to confess his feelings to his crushes

Adopted by octolings—and I don’t mean like adopted by octoling troopers or some wild au plot shit, I mean he was just adopted by a sweet octoling couple who wanted to have kids but struggled in trying to make their own for a little while so they just adopted him. However, years after they adopted him, they eventually tried again and brought two little octoling twin girls into the world! They’re 6 years younger than their inkling brother and they liked to hang around in Inkopolis Plaza by the shops while he participating in turf wars. (They had to conceal their tentacles and hide their eyes because their parents are worried about how they’d be treated by the public) Goggles loves his entire family to pieces 💕

He’s a total mama’s boy. Whenever he’s feeling sad or clueless about anything, she’s the first one he goes to, even if he has to search an entire college campus to find her (she goes to college as an undergrad). She lets him cuddle with her and lean on her shoulder as he gets to vent about whatever’s going on in his life, and he also likes to ask for her advice because she’s pretty smart. Yeah, his dads always there whenever he needs him, and he doesn’t mind dad hugs and advice from his old man, but he and his ma just have that unspoken connection. But her comfort and advice is all under one condition: he has to help her with math homework (she’s confused with the kind of math those damn professors teach. Goggles always knows his way around that stuff somehow.) Plus, whenever she says is law to him; he always listens to her before he listens to dad.

Yeah, he’s seriously good at math for some reason. He’s also pretty good at explaining it comprehensively, too. Also, fun fact, back when he was in elementary, he got a perfect score on his math test that teacher thought he cheated and he was getting investigated by the school for so long until they couldn’t find any evidence that he did cheat. His teacher refused to give him a 100%, so they just gave him like an 80%. Goggles still has dreams over trying to plead his case over his perfect score and it often ends ridiculously before he wakes up. He’s probably never gonna get over it.

It didn’t take that long for him to find out he was adopted, as he know two plus two does not equal triangle. All that mattered to him was the fact that he loved his family and they loved him

Speaking of his family, they had to let Army live with them for a while since he got kicked out by his grandfather (who’s an asshole) and that’s how he and Goggles got closer together. They ended up renting an apartment together in Splatsville for a short time until they both found more permanent options for themselves

He is pretty much as stupid as everyone says he is, but he’s also pretty clever and creative once you get to know him. He gets a little bit street smart as he gets older

He’s the kind of guy to eat the chess pieces when you’re not looking, baffling the smart guy (either Army or Specs)

He’s a really good guy and he’s one of the kindest people you’ll ever meet, but he’s not afraid to rock your shit if it comes down to it. He doesn’t ever like to get into fights and avoids them when he can, but if you push enough of his buttons then you’re leaving with a dislocated beak and a black eye I can guarantee you that

Continuing off of that, bro is BUILT. He curls his bicep and it be pointing to the sky I tell you. It’s shine could take down a plane good grief. He can pick all of his friends up at once and hold them over his head. They call him the brawn’s over brains of the group. He loves to use his strength to pick up his boyfriends 💜🧡💚

You wanna know who his boyfriends are? He’s dating Rider, Army, AND Skull. How did a dumbass score a triple set of Inkopolis elites? He’s just got that ADHD rizz! (I’ll explain the skullamigorai dynamics in a different post)

Stoner. Ever since he turned 18, his parents revealed their secret weed stash and he never went back 😂. His folks are really chill and he smokes with them from time to time. He also like to invite his friends over to hit that za. He only smokes as long as his little sisters aren’t home. It’s so funny when he gets stoned like he just gets up and walks around, giggling. He also loves cuddles very and he’ll either cuddle with his parents or his buddies. If he’s smoking alone then he gets sad because he feels lonely.

He’s really physically affectionate; he hugs literally everyone he knows. He loves picking up his teammates and swinging them around in a hug. Bobble laughs so hard, Headphones giggles adorably, and Specs demands to be put down while failing to suppress his big ol grin. After the battle against the X bloods, Goggle went to surprise hug Vintage, and to everyone’s surprise, Vintage just… got all teary eyed (bro was going through it. He needed that hug)

While I think he would like AJR & Saint Motel’s music, he’s absolutely NUTS for indie music artists. TheLivingTombstone has to be his number one favorite artist. Also Ink Theory and Yoko and the Gold Bazookas

He and Bobble can communicate without having to communicate (it’s telepathic I tell you)

He has this issue with hearing things correctly and often has to get people to repeat themselves when they say something. Often times he misinterprets what they say and responds quite inappropriately, and in turn he makes himself look like a nut head. His friends, parents and sisters understand but he gets a little bummed when other people give him a hard time for it. He can’t help it :(

He also has this volume issue where he ends up speaking too loud or getting excited or wild when he’s talking about something. Sometimes even he realizes he gets WAY too loud and covers his mouth. He also gets a hard time for that, too. Give him a break

If you ask him for a hug he will squeeze you till your bones pop

Great friends with Prinz! He sees him like a little brother. Same as Emperor, except he sees him more as a big brother. Emperor likes to call Goggles his little pogchamp even though he doesn’t know what it means. Goggles loves it

He has a bed in a nook! It’s very cozy

Knows some martial arts like Jiu jitsu, kickboxing and judo, thanks to Army! Although his dad is the reason he does kickboxing. They even have a giant punching bag in the garage!

He’s the kind of guy who gets hurt all the time and boasts about his scars. “This is where I nearly tore my arm off by jumping over a fence!” “BRO???”

Specs

His real name is Spencer

Also bisexual and biromantic

The tip of his tentacles are purple in battle because purple is his original ink color

Arab ethnicity (why? Because I said so. Free Palestine btw)

He had a teeny crush on Emperor during the king cup arc, but he thought “naaaah he’s way out of my league” plus, he already had eyes for someone else…

After the ranked battle cup, he and Emperor actually started spending more time together as amigos. Emperor invites him over for tea, Specs would invite him and Prinz over for family dinners—which they always attended—and just enjoyed hanging out with Emperor and Prinz in general. Their mother scares the living hell out of him, but she’s polite to him. Specs’ own parents are intimidated by Emperor and Prince, but quickly grew to like them after they’ve seen how well mannered and friendly they are

He’s had a crush on Headphones for almost his entire life since knowing her. He admires her courage, strength and determination to protect her team. He often had fantasies of her being his knight in shining armor (ooooh~) but he never tried to push it further because he always believed she would never reciprocate his feelings. (Plot twist, she likes him too! Bobble and Goggles are just waiting until they start dating)

LOSER IN LOVE! LOSER IN LOVE POINT AND LAUGH HAHA 😂😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😆😆🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻💥💥

He’s definitely done some second hand embarrassing things to try to impress Headphones. He tried to pick up rapping just to try to “acquire the hoes” (he still kicks himself for ever saying that) and he sounded like a politician with dementia when he performed. Somehow, that made Headphones think: ‘I NEED THIS BOY LOSER EVEN MORE 😫😫😫😫😫’

People often mistake him for being a book smart nerd, when really he’s more of a street smart prep

Dude can cook like a mother. He has recipes of all his mother’s, grandmother’s, and great grandmother’s finest dishes. He also shares some of them with Army in exchange for baking and curry recipes from time to time and they become cooking/baking pals

He’s self conscious about a lot of things, but he does his best to stay determined because he knows his team needs him. He’s not self conscious about his leadership, that’s for sure!

Eats breath mints, why? Because you never know 😁 (they’re also tasty he thinks)

Has a lot of inside jokes relating to Goggles, and vice versa. They insult and call each other everything under the sun and they both find it hilarious. Headphones is concerned and Bobble just shakes her head and laughs

He tried to skateboard once and he fell and nearly broke his ass. He still has that skateboard in his closet, he just fears it

He’s grown up with a lot of sisters in his household, so he’s the most empathetic towards the girls towards a lot of stuff; especially their periods. Sometimes he has some pads or pain pills stored in his locker as backups for the girls, which are usually alongside other medical supplies he keeps just in case of emergencies. It also may or may not be how he found out Aloha was trans… 😂

He’s easily intimidated by anyone. Aloha and Snorkel were playfully teasing him one time in a flirty manner and for some reason his mind registered that they wanted to kill him and hide his body 😭

He got a hit of weed once and he passed out. He vowed he’d never do it again, but every so often you’ll see him in the floor with a blunt in his hand and Goggles teabagging him with full disrespect

He’s an electro swing and jazz fan. Just you wait until he hears electro waltz and he starts kicking his shoes off (Le Monde anybody?)

Mofo can run in heels. CLACK CLACK CLACK

He knows just a little bit of tap dancing. He’s also taken part of a few one act plays in school. Theater kid at heart he is I know he is.

He was almost inspired to make a manual of his own like Army has. But then he realized it would probably be a little too much.

Academically he is rather smart and he is a pretty good tutor, but he’s only below Headphones and Army in terms of academic intelligence

He definitely lost a spelling bee and never got over it

Emperor got him obsessed with country movies and shows. He loves to binge watch them whenever he can

Headphones

Also taking inspiration from the promo kid, her name is Kaori. Last name is Cephalo

Omnisexual with a stronger preference for women, but she happened to like the biggest man loser in the world (affectionately)

Her eyes are orange and so is the tip of her tentacles during battle, because orange is her original ink color

She and Specs have spent the most time with each other as kids, and it’s one of the reasons they’re so in love. Everything they do and say is just so common to each other and they can read each other like books.

She really likes sitcoms and romantic comedies. She loves inviting her friends over to watch with her whenever she can. Specs almost always shows up with something for everyone to eat that he cooked from his family cookbook.

She and Specs have kids; Goggles and Bobble

Headphones was surprised when she got to know N Pacer and realized how much of a nerd she was about some things. They grew a lot closer over tea parties, which Skull and Half Rim were invited to.

She always needs sweetener in her tea or coffee. She also likes flavoring in her water. Her favorite flavor of water is mint leaves with frozen peaches

Everyone often thinks she really mature, when really she’s just waiting to get super duper silly (brace yourself amigos)

She’s generally very nice, and somewhat tolerable towards others, but if you piss her off in some way then she’s gonna get you. You can’t run far and you can’t hide. She will absolutely make you an example not to cross her or her team.

Literally whenever one she sees of her teammates down in the dumps or looking hurt, she’s the first to go up to them and ask “are you ok? Did someone do this to? Give me names, I’ll take care of it.”

She loves cosplaying and making outfits for costumes. Comic cons are her havens. She’s one of the reasons Goggles went strutting around as the Snatcher for Halloween while his sisters went as Hat Kid and Bow Kid. She also loves to wear Victorian and medieval century gothic style dresses, especially to tea parties!

Despite loving frilly dresses, she most likely to wear a tuxedo to prom. She just found herself to look so dashing in one (and Specs is certainly not complaining!)

She and Specs went as a knight and shining armor and a Prince. She is very knight coded to me

She had to have a crush on Skull after they fought and defeated his team. But then she found out he was gay and was all like “Drats, I should’ve known!…. Anyways, I’m sure that Goggles is a teeny bit fruity and he’s currently single, so lemme know if you want his number-”

I know she also had to have had a crush on N-Pacer, but it died down when she realized that N-Pacer just appreciated having good friends for once and Headphones didn’t wanna spoil that for her. She did indeed take one good look at Pacer and think ‘HOCHI MAMA’

She likes music by my chemical romance and punk rock in general. She also enjoys jazz, especially modern pop song jazz covers and she likes to dance to them. She’s got a record player that her uncle gave her as a Christmas present and she loves playing songs on it. She loves to play music and dance around with her friends, especially Specs.

Bobble

Her real name is Bonnie

Autistic blorbo squambly

The tips of her tentacles used to be lime green because it was her original color. But they’ve faded out overtime because she preferred having her team’s color as her regular hair color!

Glitter in her hair glitter in her hair!!! ✨

Japanese ethnicity! She’s knows some Japanese too. She likes to speak it whenever she’s super excited about something.

Aroace flux and she’s in a relationship with 8-Bit (8bibble fans where y’all at)

She has red eyes under her closed peepers. They’re the reason she keeps her eyes closed because she used to scare a lot of kids and get shunned by adults when she had her eyes open. She’s also worried it’s the reason her parents abandoned her

Also yeah btw she lives in foster care. Her parents gave her up when she was young, just not too long after she met her teammates. The orphanage she grew up at had nice staff but she was often lonely when she didn’t see her friends. Other than her eyes, she has no idea why they left her, but she does her best to not let it bother her

She often gets mistakes for Goggles’ sister, and it always makes her laugh. She often wishes she and him were siblings so she could share his nice family… but even then, she kind of doesn’t want to leave the orphanage because she’s seen as a big sister figure to all the young kids there, and she doesn’t want to leave them. They way she sees it, Bobble is the person to them that she wishes she had in her life when she was younger

Has a bunch of vocal stims, one of her favorites is when she’s hopping around in circles saying “adjoop adjoop adjoop!” In this squeaky little voice. I love her

Sometimes Goggles like to join in on her stimming while Specs and Headphones watch them fondly :)

She’s the baby of the team. Specs will let her sit in his lap in squid form while he’s reading, Headphones like to groom her hair and paint her nails as Bobble kicks her feet, and Goggles like to haul her over his shoulder and carry her around while she laughs like like a little girl.

She thinks Rider gives the best head pats. He’s also like a big brother to her! He’s very protective and never minds at all even when it seems she’s bothering him.

Super duper besties with Gloves! He won her over the moment he bought her a panini when she forgot her wallet and now she’ll sometimes cling to him like a monkey. Gloves loves it 😄 They also bond due to their similar sexuality and romantic attraction preferences (they’re both aroace, except Gloves is more sex and romance repulsed while Bobble just doesn’t really ever see anyone that way, but she’s still open to establishing a relationship!)

Mask thought she was unbearable at first, then just two days later and he developed a big fat crush on her. He eventually got over her and just remained friends, but bro has a soft spot for her, no matter what they say.

Same way with 8-Bit, except she had the balls to confess her feelings to her… in a peculiar way that is:

“WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU?!”

“You have a crush on me? Cool! Let’s go on a date!”And they fell in love lmao

Avid my little pony fan. Pinkie pie is her favorite.

She’s a very good artist with a very unique art style. She even does commissions online for a decent amount of money.

She’s weirdly into the horror genre. She loves watching VHS horror and playing scary video games. She can be watching a movie, unflinching at all the gory scenes, while her teams looking at her like 😟 She would’ve LOVED the Walten files if it came out during her time

She always likes to go as something morbid for Halloween. She went as a headless woman once! (Thanks to Headphones’ help for putting the costume together)

She will want to give you a kiss if she sees you feeling down. It’s because she always asks for kisses from her friends when she’s feeling down and they make her feel better. She will also give you kisses if you ask!

She’s the person you go to if you’re feeling down. She hold you and cuddle you and let you cry into her shoulder for as long as you need. She does it all the time with the kids at the orphanage. She’s also a good caretaker if you happen to be sick and bedridden, mostly because she’s had plenty of experience with having to take care of all the other kids at the orphanage.

She likes to listen to LoFi music or any soft video game soundtracks (Undertale/Deltarune/any of that stuff). It helps her fall asleep and strengthens her focus for when she’s studying.

Obsessed with animated tv shows. Those are literally the only shows she watched on tv. She’ll mostly watch stuff that she’d seen during her childhood like maybe TMNT 2012, My Little Pony FIM, Ninjago, Steven Universe, and any modern animated shows that happen to have more defined lore and story. She would absolutely go insane for Rise of the TMNT and I know she would get her entire team to watch the show with her. Same with Lego Monkie Kid (I still need to watch that show)

Wanna know a secret? (She has depression!!!) no, I’m not inserting this headcanon on her because of edgy purposes or as a lazy attempt to make her character structure seem more “interesting”, but I just feel like that there’s so much that’s going on in her life that she chooses to bottle up because she doesn’t wanna bother her friends about it, but in turn, it just makes it all worse and eventually it all crumbles down when she can’t help but cry due to all the stress and built up emotion she’s been hiding away in herself. This girl needs a fucking hug a fucking forehead kiss lord god. No, she’s not suicidal, she just needs someone to be honest with. Probably the first person (or people) she will eventually be honest with is 8-Bit and Mask. When her team finds out what’s going on, you can imagine they’re surprised to say the least, but they do what they can to help little sister- I mean their friend.

These are prone to be updated because ideas be booping around in my head like the dvd player logo.

Also remember: you’re not inclined to agree with my headcanons, as these are of my own ideas and opinions and I just feel the need to express them because I think they’re fun. If y’all like to ship any of the characters I headcanon as siblingish or vice versa, then that’s okay! As long as you enjoy it! Ngl I’m also interested in your headcanons, so if you would like to add some of your own then lemme hear em!

And in case anyone is interested, here’s my head canons for their voices!

[gold-snek-hoe]

Some stuff from working with Marak as a pop culture deity

1. I have a Labyrinth tarot deck for him, and he gives pretty good advice, like:

● "Go ahead and reconnect with your old friend, but stop holding out hope he'll fall in love with you. What you have is special, and doesn't need to be something it isn't. Be grateful."

● "Maybe you wouldn't be so miserable if you cleaned your room."

● "Have you tried actually telling your mother how hurt you are by her actions?"

● "You're upset. Take a break and relax."

● "Your anxiety is talking again."

● "You're hurt and feeling insecure about your magical abilities, but you have to remember these things take time. Have patience."

● "Go and connect with your friends and spouse."

2. We communicate through music a lot. I put my playlist on shuffle and the first three songs are what he wants to say. I know he's around when I get a strong aura of sassy bitch in the song selection. Although sometimes he'll just be the biggest romantic ever. "I'll Be Your Mirror" by The Velvet Underground played in the coffee shop my spouse and I were celebrating my 26th birthday at. I cried. More recently, "Love Song" by The Cure (longtime favorite of mine) came on in the grocery store I was interviewing at, and I ended up getting the job.

3. He's chill about me being polyamorous, and with me having other fictional crushes. Even with my physical human lovers, Marak knows I'm his. Though, he doesn't much care for my attraction to Rumple from Ouat, but that's more because Rumple isn't trustworthy or honest.

4. On that note, he adores my human spouse. As he should. I have picture of my beloved hugging a replica of the "Annabelle" doll, and that about sums up their opinion on monsters.

5. He has his own playlist full of songs I think he'd like/songs I'd serenade him with, plus memes.

6. We had a conversation about gender and sexuality through the cards, and I learned he considers "King" to be part of his gender identity.

7. I've gotten the sense that he's doing what he can to keep my abuser away from me. The SOB is still married to my mom, so keeping him away also means keeping her away, but still. I didn't have to see him when I surprised my mom for Christmas, and he's not coming to my wedding. In both cases, there have been circumstancial changes that kept him quietly out of the picture without fuss. Huge boon for my PTSD.

8. Being married to him helped me accept that I'm otherkin. Which, by the way, he finds both fascinating and indescribably hot.

9. I've become a more confident version of myself with him, just as I have with my human spouse. They've both helped me grow into a more mature and healthy version of myself. I'm very lucky, and very grateful.

[cinnamon-st1ckz]

So tell me about your OC who's dating Grounder and Gene. (If it's in your archive sorry... I went there and instantly wanted to reblog a bunch of stuff so gave up on looking real quick lol. I figured asking would be faster, before I forgot. Sorry for flooding you.)

Oh man, where do I start? Well first of all, I should start off by saying you should probably read this (It’s a bit old,,, and his design is kinda outdated)

https://www.tumblr.com/cinnamon-st1ckz/731204677935497216/they-meeting-each-other-for-the-first-time

Basically explains how Zack and Grounder first met each other before they started dating.

And yes! Zack isn’t even from Mobius! Straight up flew to another planet, so that technically makes him an alien.. (Even though he’s fully human) The Mars equivalent to Mobius

Zack has a fascination for technology, and robots, also he doesn’t like seeing things get hurt. (Well, that is until the badniks later corrupt him, I’m getting ahead of myself)

After this comic, he and Grounder meet again and that’s when they start becoming friends. Grounder tells him about his own life, and working for Robotnik. Zack is concerned, and asks if he could help…

Also I’m thinking that when he meets Scratch, he doesn’t like Zack at first. Another person to compete with for “Robotnik’s love” (Zack does not like Robotnik at ALL, especially seeing him abuse the badniks, he has to kinda repress his thoughts, cause he fears what’ll happen if he blows up in Robotnik’s face.)

Maybe Coconuts has the same issue as Scratch does with him too but I’m not sure.

When Robotnik meets Zack for the first time, he pretends to be nice, to manipulate him, and use him for nefarious deeds.

Instead of trying to catch Sonic, he’s going out to befriend Sonic and Tails to garner their trust.. Right when they don’t see it coming, he gives them a big betrayal, exposing himself as a worker for Robotnik. He brings the two back to Robotnik’s lair, and he gets promoted, but he insists he doesn’t really need it.

After Sonic has officially been defeated, Robotnik thinks he no longer needs the s6 anymore, but realizes he shouldn’t scrap them. I mean, he’s kept them around for this long, always threatening to scrap, yet never goes through with it.

Life after for the badniks is a lot better knowing they’re no longer under pressure to stop Sonic, Zack and Grounder eventually become a couple, then get married together, living life blissfully for decades.

As for Gene. During the episode where Grounder becomes a genius, Zack is surprised, and a bit intimidated by his presence. Perhaps Gene puts him to work..

Since Zack is the only character who ever treats Grounder kindly, and in the episode Gene remembers things that happened when he was Grounder, he’ll appreciate Zack for treating him well when he wasn’t as bright.

Perhaps when Grounder and Gene get cloned, Grounder and Zack are already together, and Gene still thinking he doesn’t need love, tries to hold back his feelings, and jealousy of Grounder. This is until he breaks, realizing he wants to be loved. They get in a polyamorous relationship, and Zack is now married to both Gene and Grounder.

I think I’ll stop for now, I just woke up and I’m proud of myself for writing this much down lol

[6point5crows]

KUWESPER:

I genuinely believe that Kuwesper may be one of my favorite ships ever, and the way I can genuinely feel that it could happen in canon as well! Now, lemme give some quick explanation as to why:

Kuwesper, aka Kuwei x Wylan x Jesper, would be a polyamorous ship where all three involved would be dating each other. I believe that Kuwei would naturally be drawn to Wylan as he was with Jesper, especially after Wylan’s face was changed back to normal once more. I mean— here’s another scientist who is able to throw the same energy he is received back, also having gone through abuse of some kind with a father somehow related, and being the son of somebody very highly known and further being sough after due to this.

I know that relating does not equal attraction, but it can spark an understanding between the two of them which would cause them to be able to have further conversations and bonding moments. The moment they’d cross that first hurdle of realizing just how much they can relate to one another, it would be cascade of just being nerdy together, taking time to listen to one another, nights they’d spend together in a lab or even just outside somewhere— pretending that together they are just normal boys without a fathers’ fame and reputation to have been given to their shoulders. They’d start noticing the little details about each other… How much it felt like an autumn night beside a campfire when they are together.

Then of course, we already know the Wylan x Jesper bit of all of this. But what about Kuwei x Jesper? I mean, people must wonder why Kuwei decided to crush on Jesper of all people? (Although I do hc that Kuwei had been drawing Wylan before his face was changed and does so in Ravka still…)

After Kuwei was trapped and imprisoned for so long, where he was tortured and put under extreme pressures, he is obviously going to get attached to the person who shows to be the complete opposite of that. Jesper is shown to be the kind of guy who doesn’t follow all the rules, who is able to walk as if there’s no weights to carry at all, slinging his guns around with a smile. Kuwei could feel himself be free around Jesper, to be drawn to his whole vibe and become drunk off of it. Meanwhile Jesper seems to already like the science-y type, so he would look at Kuwei’s notebook of inventions and formulas and get all interested in him. I could go on and on about how they’d all fall in love but— I digress.

Together, Kuwesper would fight the expectations given to the three of them, and would learn how to create a world of their own making. Of course with some headcanons such as… Kuwei steals all of their shirts and hoodies… Kuwei and Wylan bicker the most about the silliest of things… etc etc. Kuwesper would make such a cute relationship and honestly the only thing on my mind most days.

Plus— the world needs more poly representation. The only real representation of poly relationships seems to be the classic: “Love triangle” “No Communication” “Just exists for the sexual aspect.” Unhealthy and toxic ways to show relationships like these. In fact, the way society (even LGBTQ+ community!) treats poly relationships is completely different than how any other relationship is treated. There’s always that certain look or tone of voice I’m sure every poly person has seen/heard, and always the same phrases that seem innocent on the surface until you put it into the perspective of what that person is actually saying.

The amount of polyphobia there is within the LGBTQ+ community and overall society as a whole is… daunting to say the least. It’s constant assumptions and judging and weird looks. To top it all off: hardly any representation besides the ones that make the poly relationship into the antagonist of the story. I can go into so much detail but I’ll save that for a post more centered around that.

What I’m getting at is that— this is why I hold Kuwesper very high in my heart and why I will always defend this ship. You may be thinking, “But what about the whole point that this was a jealousy thing?” This is where healthy communication comes in so they all get an understanding of each other and feelings. This is where they would talk it out and realize why people did what they did and accept each other. This is where polyamorous people are given healthy communication representation rather than just the basic “nobody talks to anybody unless it’s behind their back” tropes.

Let poly people have Kuwesper!!

(I’m gonna post so much about these three omg)

[evelhak]

Akashi for the ships tier list ? :D I thought about asking for Kuroko but i assumed you only ship him with Kagami

I'm going to give you both. : D I know my shipping capabilities are probably annoyingly limited, but it's like... Yes, I don't really truly ship Kuroko or Akashi with more than one person because I have a story brain, like one-linear-chain-of-events brain, and yes, I could expand, and yes I've tried, but I'm just the happiest this way, it's the most natural way for me, so even though it's frowned upon by fandom generally, it's just me and that's how it is. It's not satisfying for me to simultaneously entertain multiple possible storylines, I just need to be on one track until the end.

So in that chain of events in my head both Akashi and Kuroko are in a commited monogamous relationship. So basically the only way I ship more than one ship is if characters break up and have another relationship during the course of my head story, or if they are polyamorous, which neither Kuroko nor Akashi have been at least so far.

But also that doesn't mean there's nothing else going on besides who they date. People's feelings are hardly ever black and white, and I do give space to complexity and general human nature, that's kind of the whole point.

I realise this intro was probably not necessary, I just wanted to express myself better about the "only ships KagaKuro" thing, because it's like... Yes, but also not really? Because do I see them having another significant other for the rest of their life? No. Do I actually root for and actively want to see them with other characters? No. But do I think their feelings and relationships with other characters are also complex and have multiple layers and phases through time? Absolutely.

Also, I felt really self-conscious about this, debating whether I should include my OC in this, because it still feels obnoxious to me, no matter how much I try to express love for OCs. But there's no denying that my only long-term ship for Akashi is my (and my ex's) OC Azumi, so the list would be kind of meh without her.

So, here we go. I felt like getting creative with the tiers to express my thoughts.

Akashi

*So, yeah... I ship Akashi with an OC. She's a collaboration of several years of exchanging elaborate headcanons with my ex about what kind of person we saw for Akashi. This is the only time I've actually created an original character for the purpose of being with a canon character, and it happened almost by accident because it wasn't my thing at first, it was for my girlfriend who loved Akashi. Not in the way that she would have wanted to date him herself, it's more that she related to him in some ways, and just wanted to imagine him with someone who was good for him and would grow with him and be a positive force in his life, and so we kept developing this relationship over the course of a long time, and I merged it into my headcanon about the rest of the story. A lot of the inspiration was also what we didn't like seeing in Akashi fics, such as sadistic Akashi and a meek poor girlfriend. We wanted someone who could be an actual power couple with him, and most of all, someone who could give him security, and the feeling that he doesn't need to be in control of everything and take care of everyone.

*I don't see long-term potential in AkaFuri but it's too funny to ignore completely. The idea of Akashi being Furi's bi awakening was too juicy for me to ignore, it makes for good comedy and sweet and heartwarming growth on Furi's part when he struggles with his feelings. It's all been one-sided in my headcanon so far and Akashi has no clue. Whether or not their paths actually cross later much at all remains to be seen but I have some ideas how that might be relevant and, well, cathartic.

*Azumi slightly resembles Aomine in some ways, which lead to a comedic dream Akashi had about Aomine in my head... Also I don't really see Midorima and Akashi being attracted to each other, but I bet they have wondered.

*The last row just looks aesthetically cute with Akashi but I don't really see anything there. Their relationships mean more to me as platonic friendships.

Kuroko

*Yeah... you know my feelings about KagaKuro. It's the truest love ever.

*There's something deliciously tragic about an almost, isn't there? The person who you probably would have ended up with, had things gone another way? I wanted to explore that concept in my fics, so, there was Ogiwara.

*I think Kuroko enjoys Kise's attention more than he admits and Kise probably thinks all his friends are hot, but he's not actually interested in a relationship with any of them. But I do think when Kise manages to pull the right string to get Kuroko out of his shell and Kuroko manages to pull the right string to get Kise comfortable exploring the deeper meaning of life, they may sometimes get excitement out of it that isn't strictly platonic. It's just not strong enough to act on.

*I would be lying if I said I didn't see at all where people are coming from when they say Aomine and Kuroko have bitter exes energy. I don't think they were together, but that kind of makes it the more satisfying to explore. They definitely have grey-area feelings for each other. They would be terrible in a relationship, and they know it. All of that causes friction which feels awfully lot like chemistry, especially as long as none of this is ever voiced. But would they make out if someone smashed their faces together? Absolutely. Would they enjoy it? In a twisted way, probably at least a little. Would they regret it immediately and wish it had never happened? Definitely.

*Again, the last row means more to me if they are friends/found family. I totally get what you said about Kuroko and Momoi having that pastel aesthetic. I even have a scene in my fic where Kuroko's dad tells him he should date Momoi (instead of Kagami) because they look so good together, like a pastel coloured painting.

I hope that wasn't too long. I am actually very into exploring the different flavours of all kinds of relationships, so it's not always as easy as do I ship it. I hope you didn't get bored. 🙈

[jamiesfootball]

Oh oh oh oh! I noticed you did not list the Jamie falling asleep 5+1 fic, does that mean the title is there??? 👀

And as much as I’m always begging for posts from the others hit me with some info about Heaven Sent a Hurricane and/or The Greater Richmond Pet Acquisition!

Yes it does mean that. You are keen sighted. The 5+1 has now been named 'I still feel like the same person I’ve been' and I am quite happy with the title (it works on every level I wanted it to!) Bonus: I think I may get into edits on ch 1 for it this week (pray pray pray I did not jinx myself by saying that)

Heaven Sent a Hurricane - this is my darker timeline that is based off of this idea I had that is basically 'what if Roy and Keeley never broke up, so Roy never trained Jamie, and then Amsterdam happened?' This one interested me for two aspects:

1) I love angst, and Jamie in the Zava era with no hope in sight? Endless possibilities.

2) The Roy and Keeley relationship, and particularly the idea that they would have to learn and grow as a couple but with the fun addition of the exploration of non-traditional relationships. Keeley is coming to terms with the fact that she may just be polyamorous, specifically in terms of Jack coming around, and what does that mean when she is trying her hardest to make it work with her boyfriend who she really does love?

In its original iteration it was a not-the-way-you're-thinking Roy/Keeley/Jamie endgame, with Keeley being poly, Jamie being aromantic, and Roy's poor search history being sacrificed in a fucking bonfire after all the googling he's had to do. But I also go back and forth on how much fucking effort that sounds like, especially since I would start in a depressing angsty place and end up in a somewhat crack-tastic place, so it very well could end up one series called Jamie Going Through It (Zava Style) that would focus only on Jamie and his mental state, and another series called Everybody's Incompatible Bitch; Let's Go Eat Some Fruit (Who Has the Wi-Fi Password?)

The Greater Richmond Pet Acquisition is that other damn thing I blog about that begins with Give Jamie Tartt A Cat but eventually has spread to me assigning animals to the entire team. The main story in this one is that Jamie comes back in S2 and befriends Higgins, who shows him pictures of the late Cindy Clawford, and then Jamie decides to go out and adopt a cat. THE GIANTEST AND FLUFFIEST CAT. PURE SEROTONIN IS HIDDEN IN THAT FUR.

It's positively fluffy (when it's not absolutely gutting you with feelings), right until Wembley happens and after his dad leaves and the hug is settled Jamie has a complete fucking panic attack that he has to get home now or his dad is going to hurt his fucking cat. At which point like, they got to talk about the abuse, man. Fuck.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

wibta for asking to be included in my partner’s messages with his gf? (sorry, this one’s long.)

i (23f) have been with my partner “finn” (22m) for roughly four years, on and off. we’ve hit some rough patches over the years for a variety of reasons, including that my partner is trans and only recently realised this and we both live in very conservative areas with unsupportive parents. i broke up with him because my parents gave me an ultimatum of break up or move out; he once broke up with me because of a controlling friend who thought i didn’t believe he was trans (i still identify as a lesbian even though i’m dating a man and i’m not interested in label discoursing over it). etc. so yes, we’ve been rocky, but i love him and we now live together with our two cats and are very happy.

now. enter “mia,” (20f), my partner’s new girlfriend.

finn and i have been theoretically polyamorous for six months since i came out to him as aromantic and told him i’m fine with him dating other people if they feel he wants more “romance” in his life (we still do romantic things, but it’s definitely more of a performance on my end and not something i really feel. i’ve been open and honest about this, and i’m genuinely not hurt that finn has taken up this offer and started to date mia. i was happy they got together, actually, because mia and i have been friends for awhile and i knew she had a (poorly hidden) crush on finn for awhile. i never told her we were polyamorous because i didn’t want to get her hopes up regarding finn, but it seemed like it all worked out happily when they started dating about six weeks ago.

except… finn has had a COMPLETE change in how he treats me in those weeks. he barely speaks to me when we’re both home outside of necessity, often avoids being in the same room as me (especially if he’s calling or texting mia, he will completely leave the room if i walk in), and he cancelled our weekly date night this week for a flimsy reason. he then spent most of the night texting mia.

i’ve been doing my best to ignore this, chalking it up to the butterflies stage of a new relationship, letting them have their fun, etc, but after more than a month, it’s really starting to grate on me. finn and i have been through so much to be together, and it suddenly feels as if he doesn’t give a shit about our relationship anymore and has tossed it aside for mia. (who, by the way, doesn’t speak to me at ALL anymore about anything but finn. our friendship has completely disappeared since they started dating.)

of course, dear tumblr, i am an adult and i know basic relationship skills. i sat finn down the other night and explained how i was feeling. i asked if we could extend our weekly date nights to him having a no-mia bubble so he could focus on me specifically just for that on evening. i also suggested we have a “double date” with all three of us every now and then, because mia and i are (or…used to be?) friends too, and it would be fun for all of us to be together. finn first said he agreed with me, and then he said a few things that set off major alarm bells. he said mia seems insecure in their relationship right now compared to his relationship with me, so he’s been devoting extra time to her so she stops feeling jealous. i asked if mia was jealous of me specifically, and he dodged the question, but i think it’s kind of obvious now. so i asked if mia wanted him to break up with me and be with just her instead - which, admittedly, was maybe a reach, and that’s where i think i might be the asshole. but i can’t shake the feeling that it’s true, especially after finn’s repeated non-answers.

at this point, i feel like the only way i could convince myself that mia isn’t trying to break up me and finn so she can date him solely is to be more included in their relationship. on one hand, i think that’s fair - i HAVE been dating finn much longer, we live together, etc. i’m his life partner. we agreed on polyamory IF everyone felt loved in it, and quite frankly i’m not feeling the love anymore. however, i don’t want to overreact or overreach. the last thing i want to do is try to control his relationship with mia, and i’m worried maybe i’m just being too jealous and i’m the one who needs to chill out.

you let me know, tumblr. TLDR: my polyamorous partner is ignoring me to spend time with his new girlfriend. wibta if i asked him to start including me in his texts/dates/etc with her because i think she wants the two of us to break up?

What are these acronyms?