#polygamous is true love

[rosefulmadness]

what in the world made you associate polygamous relationship (ya know, where a group of more than 2 people love each other very much) with being unfaithful or not devoted enough? especially when it's quite literally the opposite? how is loving more than one partner "not devoted enough" or any of that bs?? having so much love that it fills one person and there's so much live left that it gets to fill one more??? if anyone would make so much sense to be poly it would be him.

if a monogamous couple has a child who they love a lot, is that also not faithful enough to their partner then? cause they love somebody else (the child) just as much or more than their partner? see how that logic makes no sense?

your knowledge and views on what polygamory is and means is wrong and lacking to the point it felt a bit hateful. please actually learn what you're talking about before making up an issue in your head and getting all crazy over it

Actually TK supersons are not good, there are many issues with his stories but he already said he not gonna write them seriously just silly stories so I can throw my brain to read it

The point is I heard DC will make Jon has a poly relationship.... if it's true then from now on, the only supersons in the main continuety I supported are TK supersons stories, canon Jon does not exist to me anymore

I'm truly disappointed now

[tokusho]

if this does perhaps trigger you or go against your guidelines please ignore this, but mayhaps I request a fic where it’s a beach day for the tf141 + reader and the reader doesn’t go in the water because of their hidden scars they have on their arms and they don’t show it until their buttoned up beach sweater falls a bit and it shows them their scarred arms?

Oh no it doesnt trigger me or go against my guidelines! Thank you so much for the request I really appreciate it!❤️

I’m sorry for the wait btw I’ve been busy with work but I really hope you still enjoy this story anon!

TW: unspecified scars on arms, low self esteem

Poly!TF141 x GN!Reader

A little bit of angst but mainly fluffy💗

Nicknames used: mo graidh, love, doll

For the first time in forever everyone’s leave of absence is at the same time. Your excited ready to rest after such a long hard op and so is the rest of the team. Despite your protest everyone has decided to go to the beach for a whole day.

As you sit on the beach you make sure your light jacket stays in place not wanting it to slip off. The heat is unbearable even while finding shelter under a colorful umbrella. You sit on an old scratchy beach towel watching your loved ones frolic in the waves.

You’re a new part of the polycule with them and it’s your first time ever being in a polygamous relationship. They’ve never seen the long gashes on your arms knowing they will only find them disgusting. Even though they have scars it makes them so much more sexy, for you though they were ugly splotches of damaged skin.

Johnny comes out of the water soaked to the bone, his mohawk plastered to the side of his face. His smile is brighter than the sun as he trudges through sand to your beach towel haven.

“Mo gràdh what are ye doin under tha’ umbrella? I don’ wan’ ye ta miss out on all tha fun”

“I’m just not really in the mood to swim today”, you say bashfully not wanting to say the true reason.

Johnny leans in a little closer his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes softening.

“Are yeh sure? Its steamin’ hot outside an’ I don’ wan’ yeh to get sick. If theres a reason ye can tell me ah wont tell a soul”

You look at him your heart pounding in your chest anxious to tell him the truth, ready for the weight on your shoulders to be lifted.

“I’ve been anxious about-“

Out of nowhere a ball hits Johnny square in the head. Your train of thought is completely derailed as Johnny’s face hits the sand.

“Oh my god! Johnny are you ok?”

You look around to see Kyle cringing at the scene with Ghost next to him and John on the other side of a net.

“Sorry mate didn’t mean to hit you!”, Kyle yells out.

Johnny pops up with a grimace on his face, your resolve dissolves after.

“What were ya saying after a very rude interruption?”

You laugh half heartedly, “just don’t worry about it, lets join them yeah?” It just isnt the right time, it’ll happen eventually right?

You stand up grabbing onto Johnnys arm and yank him up to his feet. You grab the volley ball and toss it Ghost happily.

After a long time of playing the sun is beating down on you. The heat is smothering and the sweat accumulating under your hoodie is making you go mad. They don’t seem like they are close to stopping and you don’t want to ruin the fun so you keep pushing yourself to the utter limit.

“Hey can we take a break for a moment, I just want to have a quick drink”

“Of course ye can love its not like we’re gonna yell at ye for it. How about we all take a break then we’ll start back up again, “John says with a wide smile

The others nod in agreement their skin flushed and their hair soaked with sweat. The water bottle is your holy grail, you chug it like theres no tomorrow. Once your done you crumple it up feeling only a little bit better but it doesnt gove you relief. The fabric clings to you and no matter how much water or wind there is, it wont give you relief like taking it off.

You don’t see that behind you, they are worried for you. With brows furrowed and hushed whispers they send Ghost to get to the bottom of this.

As you sit in the sand grabbing another water bottle you feel a hand on your shoulder. Its heavy and calloused but it gives you some peace.

“Love y’need to take off the jacket”, Ghost says quietly.

His hands gently wrap around the jacket pulling it down your shoulders. Despite you not wanting him to see you dont have the energy to push him away. His hands gently coax your arms from the sleeves, you flush in shame of the scars on your arms.

Ghost looks you in the eyes and you brace yourself for yelling, laughing, just something horrible to happen.

Instead you feel his hand gentle on your arms his thumbs running over the scars. His brown eyes are soft despite the furrow in his brow.

“Why didn’t you show us earlier?”, his voice as soft as it can be.

Your eyes start to water, looking away you wipe your tears and say quietly, “I-I thought you all wouldnt want me, I thought y-you would think I was ugly with all these scars”

You sniffle holding back the tears, Ghost pulls you in for a deep hug letting you spill your tears.

“Your absolutely beautiful hon we wouldn’t want you any other way scarred or unscarred”

As you burrow your head into his neck he waves the team over to help comfort you. The team sits kn the large towel around you concerned for your wellbeing. Kyle sits next to you, his hand smoothing over your back.

“hey, you doin ok babe? Whats wrong?”

You only burrow further into Ghost not wanting to say it. He sighs rubbing your neck as he quietly says, “She has a couple scars on her arms an’ she thinks shes not good looking”

Johnny immediately pops up outraged at you thinking your not the most beautiful person walking on this earth. A glare from Ghost and Price shuts him up before he said anything stupid.

“I-I’m sorry, I’m sorry for hiding this from you guys. I was scared that if you saw me like this you wouldnt want me anymore”

Kyle keeps rubbing your back leans towards your ear, “Hon listen to me, you are the most beautiful person we’ve ever met. We would never want you in our life and we would never ever judge you for your scars”

You lift your head from Ghosts neck sniffling and rubbing the tears from your eyes, “Really?”

“Yes really love, I mean we all have scars. Johnny has one from fighting from a chicken and losing”

“AH DIDNAE LOSE AH WAS BEIN MAULED AN’ SURVIVED!”, Johnny yells angrily.

Despite your insecurities you laugh at his outburst, seeing your bright smile Johnny calms down a little more punching Kyle in the arm jokingly.

All of you sit together talking about the scars on each of your bodies and it makes you feel less insecure and more close to your boyfriends.

John stands up with sweat on his brow, “the sun is still beating down on us I think I’m gonna take a swim”

He reaches his hand to you with a soft smile on his face, “Wanna join us doll”

You look up at him unsure before taking his hand being lifted from the sand and saying happily, “alright sounds like fun”

The boys jump off the towel heading towards the ocean dragging you in.

[dangermousie]

Something that struck me extra on this LLTG rewatch - how subtle yet unmistakable the narrative is about the fact that being sheltered and spoiled as a woman is a recipe for disaster.

NN, ill-educated STEM feral child, gets how important marriage partner choice is more than all the rest of them, properly brought up in womanly virtues.

No, I don't mean she yearns for true love (she gets it, eventually, but that is not what she hopes or looks for) - but what she gets and a lot of the rest of the young women we see do not, is that you want a husband you can like and get along with, who can let you be yourself (and who is also acceptable socially because she's pragmatic.)

That is why her first choice, until it's OBE, is Yao - he's sweet and he's a friend and she knows she'd be the boss in that marriage. All the ladies in the capital swoon for Ling Buyi but she is never consciously swayed. She doesn't realize he likes her and she's not someone to build fantasies/pine for someone she can't have (in a way, knowing the man likes her is a necessary precondition for her to be even able to open her heart - she's spent too much of her childhood fruitlessly yearning for familial love to want to repeat that in her marriage.) Yao openly adores her so this allows her to consider him as a partner (that is why Scholar dude never had a chance btw, his courtship style is negging and NN is the last person that would work for.)

In fact, even after she knows Ling Buyi likes her, she is NOT excited to marry him because she doesn't want someone too high a status compared to her and someone as strong-willed as him because what she sees, and a lot of the rest of women looking for husbands in this story do not, that if there is a huge status disparity and a man is used to getting his own way, there is a risk of having yourself subsumed. A lot of the latter half is the two awkward, scarred by various trauma young people navigating boundaries of their relationship and what is OK for them and what is not (Ling Buyi IS used to barking orders, NN is overly defensive about even the slightest suggestions - they eventually meet in the middle and it's lovely but it's even more lovely that the drama shows it takes work and conversations and compromises.)

The thing that she gets, perhaps because she's a pragmatic survivor, is how the choice of a husband is the most important thing for a woman in that society. Her life fully depends on that, even more than of e.g., an Austen heroine, because in addition to those hurdles, this is a polygamous society (so how many other women brought in and how husband treats the legal wife versus concubines etc also is an issue) AND a society where if your husband goes down, you and your kids will be executed/enslaved along with him. We see how badly wrong marriages can go - Yao's eventual wife's first marriage is a great example, where she marries a man who abuses her and kills her family. Or even that one woman who marries a general who dotes on her and is a great husband, but commits treason and is executed (and she's only spared by the grace of the emperor.)

And the fact that all those women swoon for Ling Buyi and want to marry him SHOWS how the sheltered/spoiled thing has fucked them up. Remember princess whatever? She is dead set on marrying Ling Buyi and it's insane to me. Yes, he's good-looking and quasi-son of the emperor who dotes on him (since it's safe to do so, he's outside the dynastic fight) but that's great for about three minutes and boasting at parties. She is so sheltered from reality, she does not think what it would be like to be married to him. I don't mean his revenge quest since nobody knows. I mean if he was exactly who he appears with no other goals. Ling Buyi dislikes her and makes it known. He's rude to her (he's rude in general. Hell, he's rude to his parental family, openly! And emperor lets him get away with it), he clearly looks down on her and at a couple of points he genuinely threatens her and her family with murder. He's not charming or gentle or considerate. THIS IS NOT A MAN YOU WANT TO MARRY OMG!!! It has clearly not occurred to her to think past being carried into this house, envy of all her girlfriends - day in, day out with a rude, violent man who is the emperor's favorite (so you can't really seek help from your family if he doesn't treat you well), who dislikes you and who is entitled to take other wives.

Anyway, I love NN and her pragmatic mind and that she makes Ling Buyi EARN her consent and her loyalty and her love. (But then she is ride or die for him, isn't she?)

[bts5sosempire]

the tyrant (vii)

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sukuna ryomen x reader 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 4,101 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: old time period, mention of arranged marriage, polygamous marriages, slow-burn yandere, power imbalances, peer pressure, political, mentions of infertility, infant death, etc. 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:  "you were the apple of Sukuna’s eyes, the one who brought him solace and everything. The only thing you were incapable of was giving him a child, an heir he wished to spoil like he did to you." 𝐚/𝐧: know y'all been waiting for this, got writer's block mid way too. Been seeing y'all wondering who got sacrifice too, and it shall be reveal 🤭. Thank you for all the support, lovely comments, and engagements too, it was fun seeing your guys reaction. Please like ❤️, comment in the "comment" section for tagging 📝, and reblogged too if you wish. Have a nice day lovelies! 💖

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

The moment you fell was the moment you couldn't tell if you were alive or not; your whole body was numb for a second then it was blown hot like a furnace in pain. Yumi searched for help as Asuna was cradling you in her arms; you were fine just seconds ago. You couldn't move your body; it weighs like lead. The heavy pressure on your abdomen, especially where your womb lays, was excruciating. Everything inside there felt like it was being cut open and rearranged.

What's happening to you?

"Grab her and take her to her room! Bring a physician and fetch a pail along with a towel!" Uraume shouts, and everyone rushes. Even the slightest movement hurts you as you let out a low disgruntled moan when being lifted away by a guard. Asuna stood up, but Uraume raised a hand to stop her. "It would be best to retire to your chamber for the evening; what just occurred might affect heir Danzo."

"Will she be alright?" Asuna was concerned for your well-being.

"I don't know for sure," Uraume curtly told her. They don't; they were tasked to keep an eye on you. If Sukuna learns that you have fallen, Uraume will get reprimanded for failing to do something so simple.

[another side of the castle]

A maid checked up on their Mistress' baby to ensure they slept correctly and were warm. It was quiet when the maid arrived; they peered into the crib; the baby should be up and crying for its feeding time or at least coo. But it still slept peacefully. What threw them off was the child's complexion, pale and unearthly, like it was dead. They feared for the worst and curled a finger and set it underneath the baby's nose, and there wasn't a single breath when she waited for another few seconds.

"Mistress! The baby isn't breathing!" They shout and take the infant from the crib and huddle them into their chest.

[your bedroom]

Your servants set out your futon for you and usher to cool you before you even make it to bed. All the men in the room were escorted out. Your women retainers remained by your side and stripped you until nothing remained. They brought damp, wet, cold cloths to wipe away your sweats and set one on your forehead; Uraume remained outside your door. They were waiting patiently for the physician to arrive.

Uraume overlapped their arms one over the other and could hear the commotion on the other side.

[shaman's place]

"It is done," the shaman said; there was a quirked smile on their lips, "I reckoned you to take care of your wife, for this will be with pain." This time it was Sukuna's turn to throw a disparity watch, and the shaman had to reassure the man sitting across from him that is ready to strike him down. "Please don't be alarmed; what I mean is nothing comes free. What's taken is given, and this is a painful process, considering we're doing years of reversing any damages it might have caused her in an instant."

"What can you prove to me that this is true but not a hoax?" Sukuna inquiries and the shaman only laugh at those words.

"You did say 'yes' without doubt or conviction, did you not? Or did you only say the answer was out of sheer desperation and to test me?" Sukuna remains unmoving and unanswered, which confirms the shaman, "I can promise you I am the real deal; if you don't trust me, you can come back and slay me."

"By the time I get here, you'll be gone." The pink hair man pointed out, and the shaman could only throw their hand up and dismiss it with a wave on the side.

"I already accumulated too much bad karma, so meeting and being ended by you would be my fortune or not, by the fate above." Looking at Sukuna, he remains the same. What a tough nut to crack. "Each time I do a terrible deed, it will add to my bad points, and I will also take the other person's evil act with me. The reason why I am doing this is also a counteract those evil deeds as they can turn into good karmic until the day I die since I was willing."

So this man is playing a God and a Saint? How funny. Even though Sukuna was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, "Then, I'll take your word."

"That's all I'm asking for," the shaman grins.

Sukuna entered his apparel and threw three satchels of yen onto the table. "For your service." He gets off the ground and exits the building to return home.

The shaman waits and patiently listens until he can't hear Sukuna or his horse anymore. They took the cup Sukuna had drunk and looked at the leftover tea leaves inside. Every person who came to him; he made them drink a brewery that could determine either their or another's fate. What he didn't tell Sukuna was that it was for you since you're the primary target. The shaman only needs a connection, and Sukuna is perfect for that.

Studying the inside, this was a rare message.

Divine Retribution has intervened.

Whoever has wronged you got the message of the heavens from above. The shaman wasn't the one who directly took and gave it this time. They had happened to open the door simply for something else to do it for him. It was nothing but a coincidence.

°

The ride took a few hours to get back to, and once he made it back to his Castle ground, no one dared to look at him. Everyone was afraid, and Sukuna could feel the thick tension. "What is happening?" He got off of his steed and handed the reins to someone else.

"Your Lordship, Lady (Name) has suddenly fallen ill; her temperature kept rising, and we had managed to calm it down..." The mere mention of you had Sukuna almost bolting toward your chamber in haste, but the servant had another thing to say as they took a deep breath. "T-There is something else too, Your Lordship, Concubine Sena, and your child have passed away in their sleep."

Sukuna paused in his step, and the silence was deafening; the servant was ready to be slain, but they couldn't believe what came out of their Master's mouth next. "I see." The answer was curt and cold. Not even in their life could they stomach their master attitude of brushing the death of their child away that quickly again. Especially when this isn't the first death of Sukuna's child, they thought their master would at least acknowledge or show panic on their face for maybe once. They knew he was heartless, but to this degree, he was considered a monstrosity.

Sukuna: "Anything else you have to say?"

"No." Sukuna, rush off to your location.

[Hanami's room]

The news of one of her grandchildren passing away again was a surprise, considering this was Sena's second child, and it took her a while to conceive. Hanami wondered if this woman was just unlucky to lose both children. Sena lost her first child at three months of infancy, about two years ago, and now lost another that's only a month old, a few weeks shy away from being two.

Maybe the stigma of the Hanamiya's women was true. If she wasn't able to preserve life, then how could she keep her position? Sena's road could only end here.

But then her thoughts traveled to you; you fell into a fever haze not long before the death of Sena's child.

[your room]

Sukuna made their way inside and sat down next to you. You were slick in sweat, lips pale, and breath ragged. "You are all dismissed." Everyone single file out of the room and wait outside until further notice. The windows to your room are open as breezy airbrushes by and flutters a few of your things around. Your shoulders peak out from under the covers, and Sukuna grabs the basin and wet towel; he squeezes the excess out and cleans around your neck first and then any exposed skin.

You look peaceful but are in pain. Sukuna thought the shaman was drolling around, yet it was happening. Sukuna, once again, was a man who valued logic and statistics, not a man run by emotions or the whims of it; he even hardly believed in things tied to fate. This triumph his way views of superstitions and their forces by a fraction.

As a self-serving man, he got a taste of it.

"Bring in the physician." Sukuna summon.

°

"Surely, I thought you and the shaman claimed to be a sham, but it seems true," Sukuna said from across the room; he took a calligraphy brush and wrote a banknote. "What will happen to her now?" He picks up the note and gives it to the doctor, who hesitantly accepts it. They know this is nothing but hush money. The doctor looked at the amount; their mouth fell open a wide gape. "That's enough to start your clinic, no?"

They stutter to answer Sukuna, "No, this is fine, My Lord!" Throwing their body to the ground, the physician bowed shallowly until their forehead touched their fingers out of bursting respect. "Lady (Name) will be fine, considering your request was granted. Until Her Lady's fever subsides, I need to reexamine her."

[Sena's quarter]

Sena stopped sobbing an hour hysterically ago when her lifeless child was placed inside her arms, her eyes were blotch red and swollen, and her clothes were unkempt. Even if she wasn't loud now, her eyes still produced hot tears.

"Why did it have to be my son?" She asked no one in particular. Sena brought the child closer to her chest and caressed the backside of their head, swaddled up by a thick blanket.

The physician, who was Sena's doctor, stood by the side. They were waiting for her to give up the child to them when they were ready. Servants under Sena could feel their Mistress' sentiment of losing their child, not once, but twice. Two children who didn't experience the world yet were ripped away. They truly pity her.

°

"What's happening? Why can't I see them?" Someone cries out in suffering. "Are they okay? Please tell me!" They begged, but the person only let their head droop solemnly and shook their head.

That answer was enough for the person to be in more anguish than before. They tried violently fighting off the person holding them to keep them in place.

You slowly open your eyes and feel a throbbing pain behind them and hiss when the brightness of candlelight comes into your field vision for turning your head in that direction. You immediately close your sight and grit your jaws together and wait for the discomfort to subside.

"Yumi?" Weakly croaking out, you wait and see if there is anyone inside the room, but you are met with silence. Your throat felt parch and dry. Opening your bleary orbs, you finally notice how dark your room is, and daybreak is over. With a fragile left turn of your head, out through the open windows, the colors of numerous stars hung in the night sky with a few nimbus clouds adorning the vast space. Some stars were even hiding shyly behind it.

Flexing your body underneath the sheets, your whole body ache from the movements. The pain in your womb still lingers. However, it shouldn't be bad enough to cripple you in bed again. You thought you were passing through a nexus point of life and death. It was intolerable.

The door to your room opens, and Sukuna trails in; he sees you are awake. He was surprised. You went through a lot; he was expecting you to be still asleep, if not longer. "You're awake."

"Obviously." You were cranky on seeing Sukuna; it wasn't until he settled down sitting next to you, you caught a whiff of two different scents mixing into one, and you know it very well. "You smell of burning paper and incense sticks," pointing out, Sukuna grabbed the collar of his clothing and sniffed, and there were traces of it.

Readjusting his collar, Sukuna shrugged, "I was burning it for the child of Concubine Sena and me," shock ran across your face. "The child passed away in their sleep, peacefully." The words roll off his tongue like water; you can't believe he would say something so casually. Even his face says it all too.

"You should care more and stay until the funeral is over," you told him, annoyed that he would run over to you first. "It is your child."

"Do I have to care for every single one I've sowed?" He bites back. Sukuna does care, not in the way one would expect their father to. He manages for them through the mothers of his children; they do the rearing/ upbringing, and Sukuna does the providing by giving them pocket money. If he were to interact with his children, it would rather be very brief and barely acknowledged; he views them as nothing more than just extensions of him. Pieces that live for him and his causes.

Although you can't believe this is your first conversation waking up. His cruelty knows no bounds. "You could at least respect the life you brought into this world," your annoyance quickly turns to anger, "somehow, I'm glad to have never had your children if this is how you're going to treat them."

"Mind your words," Sukuna warns with a quick sheer. "You don't know what I went through for you." You raise a brow and give him a questioning gaze, but he wouldn't indulge you more. It's not like you expect him to. "You're being delirious upon waking up." Sukuna crosses his arms. "I would never treat the ones I have with you like that."

And that's the truth.

'He's so funny. Haha.' You sarcastically thought and rolled your eyes, but forgot there was still wavering pain and regret it as your face scrunched up. Arguing with him flew out of your mind.

It didn't evade the man's eyes, "Still hurt?" Sukuna didn't wait for your answer and grabbed the basin from above your head, which you didn't even notice. He dampens the cloth, "Close your eyes," he sets it above your lids. "I'll tell the kitchen staff to prepare your meal."

[funeral hall]

Sena burns paper and holds tightly onto her child's mitten in one hand. On the altar was their cremated ashes in a tightly sealed jar with their name labeled on the front. Sena didn't have time to mourn them for seven days; Sukuna had insisted the child be burned immediately (a day later) and sent the child's ashes to the family memorial ground in a tomb for placement.

It was just like the first child she had. Only she was mourning; she had never seen Sukuna weep for them. His face was stone cold like today. Yet, he had abandoned her for you. Sukuna should be here with her and grieving for the children they had lost together.

"How long have you been wanting him but still haven't got it? We both arrived and married Sukuna at the same time at the tender age of eighteen, and his eyes are always on me." Those words impulsively invade her mind, reminding her that her place is beneath you.

But there were whispering behind her from other Concubines, "Do you think it was a curse or fate? Lady (Name) and the child fell the same day yesterday."

"I don't think so; I mean, Lady (Name) has been working nonstop to welcome our mother-in-law's niece." They refuted, but Sena's mind couldn't let the grasp go. You and her child. Sena balled her fists ever tighter, evident anger painting her face as she forced herself to look ahead at the alter.

°

When it was time to retire for the night, after kneeling so long for the day, Sena made a beeline for your chambers. She rushes and pushes anyone who gets in her way. Sena grabs the slits of your screen doors and forces them open. They saunter inside like they own your place.

You, who were busy eating, looked up from your food bowl and set your spoon down. You made a gesture by pushing the food tray away, indicating you were done eating. Yumi, who gingerly took it with nimble hands, glanced at Sena and then looked back at you with a knowing look, 'Will you be alright?' A quick nod from you, and she exits.

"It is quite late, Concubine Sena; what brought you here?" Your lips form a Cheshire smile. Oh, how much Sena wants to rip that expression off your face. You were so vexatious. If a cat and fox were to have a child, the result would be you. You think you're so coy.

"It was because of you! You, that my child died!" She points the finger at you.

"Me? I am a sick person who happens to have frail health," you mock her, throwing the blanket off you; you stand up despite the ache of your muscles and joint. "Care to elaborate on how your child and I are correlated to this?" Taking steps closer to her, Sena didn't falter. "If you can't, then you're just a fool who tried to guilt me into feeling bad since you're incapable of preserving their life."

You then grab her by the throat; Sena didn't expect you to take action, "I won't take slanders from anyone, especially you, of all people. You had it coming; I suggest this is not foul play but fate." Your fingers dig into her vocal cords as Sena chokes. The person who was supposed to be angry is her, not you! She grabbed your wrist to loosen it, and it was impossible. For a sick person like you, you had such strengths.

"I am not slandering you; it's the truth! All my children died because of you!" She wheezes.

"You think you're so self-righteous for barging into my room? Think however you want; feed your delusional mind that I am the bad guy!" Your eyes burn with rage, "Go find someone who cares enough to punish me if you think I'm wrong." Sena's lavender eyes began to be misty, and she saw the conviction of you wanting to murder her right there and then. "Trust me, even if I were to kill you right here and then, it would be too kind of me."

You loosen your grip and toss her, and Sena stumbles back into her steps. She rubs a hand on her throat.

"Go and mourn your child." It wasn't a command or anything; it was a simple fact of 'get out.'

Sena glared at you and stormed out of your room with thunderous steps. Two angry people, but you were the one that was the most furious. It would help if you could calm your temper; pushing it would render you back to square one, lying in bed.

You pinch the nose of your bridge and massage it.

°

Another few days passed by, and you were recovering nicely; the chills in your body were gone, and the ache lessened. You heard that today Hanami's niece would be coming, and she would be the one welcoming her since you're left in bed too. While you wait for your physical examination to be over, Sukuna's looming presence in the room is stifling.

The physician made eye contact with Sukuna, and you were left wondering what's their relationship now. You remember how passive-aggressive the man is toward the doctor, and it's a surprise that the relationship is amicable where Sukuna wouldn't try tearing their head apart.

"Everything seems to be okay, you still have a slight fever, but the chilling is gone. Another day or two of bed rest should be fine." They explained, and before you could speak and ask for further details, the doors opened and trotted in Danzo, who came full speed at you.

They throw themselves into your lap, and everyone is surprised; Asuna, who tried to stop Danzo, pauses at your doorstep and sees Sukuna. She timidly greets Sukuna and then the doctor too. "I wanted to stop him, but he's too much for me to catch up," Asuna explained.

"Is child rearing that difficult?" Sukuna spoke up; aspersion bleeds through his voice. Asuna knows it was criticism against her, and she winced.

You notice how Asuna deflated by that remark. "Have one yourself." Throwing a quick wit at Sukuna, the man didn't flinch, "Besides, I adore Danzo." You settle a hand on top of the child's head and run your fingers through them, and Danzo, oblivious to the tension in the room, soaks up your affection. "Most children would run at the sight of me." You challenged Sukuna to go against you, "Having one that isn't afraid and do what their mother told them is refreshing."

Standing up for Asuna, she gathers how Sukuna quietens; her fear heightens that you would be next to be told off. Sukuna pursues his lips into a thin line; then, it turns into amusement. "Have what you want; I won't stop you if that makes you happy." Asuna then saw how fast the situation was diffused in a mere moment. She sincerely thought you would get hash but didn't; her heart calmed down.

Asuna noticed a particular fondness flickering around Sukuna's eyes that was never granted to any of them and the concubines. She heard about it all, how it was reserved for you, but was never one to witness until now. It was noted how easy he seemed to be in your presence and how he observed you and Danzo.

"Danzo, it would be wise if you don't stick too close, or you will get sick." The boy in your lap reluctantly pushes himself away and sits beside you like an obedient child. Asuna, whose child never really listened and would constantly rebel against her, did something he was told for once.

Sukuna heard your voice softening at the sight of the Danzo; it was quiet yet soothing. It was the tone he had never been able to listen to before besides your scorn and flippant attitude of indifference towards him. A peaking smile graces your lips when your fingers brush the boy's chubby cheeks to flick away a rice grain stuck to his face.

If you were this lovely to a child, what about your own when you have them? You would be perfect. He couldn't see why you would be redundant of remaining adamant about being child-free. He has healed your womb, after all. "I have a business to attend to; it seems like I can hear the carriage of my annoying cousin arriving in."

You didn't bid him farewell; your attention was on the child. You could still trace his back leaving without lifting your eyes from your peripheral view. Asuna sidesteps for Sukuna and the physician to go, and you usher the woman to come inside.

Once Sukuna was far enough from prying ears and eyes, he asked the doctor. "She well enough?"

"As well as she can be, her body is avail again now. Everything is flowing perfectly, no more coldness lingering, pulse running strong, and vitality too." The doctor confirms next to Sukuna.

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"Hurry up!" The woman ushered the coach; she wanted to get out of to carriage since she hated being seated for so long. It was when the castle was in view, and the horses stop she flung the door open and rushed head-in first.

"Auntie!" She called out to Hanami, who graciously opened her arms and hugged her niece.

"How nice of you to visit me, my lovely niece; how is your travel so far?" Hanami inquires; her niece starts to bounce everywhere. She wasn't able to contain her excitement.

The young girl then goes into a barrel of animated talk, "It was beautiful, better than the barren, dry lands where I reside. Here it is so much more arable and fun." The next thing the woman wanted to say got her gushing, "Auntie~ I met a handsome man, their face is so pretty that I believe the Gods had taken their time to make them perfect. Can you please find them for me? I want to marry them by the time I go back home."

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[prettygirl-gabi]

All that mattered

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Rating:General Audiences

Warning: Fluff, slight (very light) angst, happy ending

Category:F/M¹³

Fandom:Seventeen (SVT) (boyband)

Relationships: !idol S.coups x f reader, !idol Jeonghan x f reader, !idol Joshua x f reader, !idol Jun x f reader,!idol Hoshi x f reader, !idol wonwoo x f reader, !idol woozi x f reader, !idol dk x f reader, !idol The8 x f reader, !idol Mingyu x f reader, !idol Seungkwan x f reader, !idol Vernon x f reader, !idol Dino x f reader.

Summary: What did you expect when you're dating all 13 members of Seventeen

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Hiiiii everyone who is reading! Welcome to the bouns installment of my new mini series called "Oi! Not this again!" They do not have to be read together or in order! I hope you all enjoy!

I'm thinking about making a version where Jeonghan goes of for military, let me know if you all would like it...

It all started as a dream I didn’t dare to believe could come true. Being with one member of Seventeen seemed unimaginable, but somehow, I had all thirteen of them. It was chaotic, beautiful, terrifying, and the most loving experience of my life.

I never meant for things to get so complicated. I hadn’t planned on falling in love with all of them. But how could I not? Each member held a special place in my heart, different and unique in their own ways. S.Coups’ protective nature, Jeonghan’s mischief, Joshua’s soft-spoken wisdom, Jun’s gentle warmth, Hoshi’s endless energy, Wonwoo’s quiet intensity, Woozi’s artistic soul, DK’s contagious laughter, Mingyu’s clumsy affection, The8’s calm confidence, Seungkwan’s fiery heart, Vernon’s understated coolness, and Dino’s earnestness. I loved them all, and, miraculously, they loved me too.

But love like this is not simple. We were walking a tightrope every day, trying to balance our love with the expectations of the world, with the fear of losing each other, and with the constant worry that this wasn’t sustainable. Polygamous relationships aren’t exactly accepted or understood, and this one—being in love with a whole group of idols—was something entirely different.

I often found myself suffocated by doubt. Was I giving enough to each of them? Was this fair to them, to me? Sometimes, in the quiet hours of the night, when we weren’t together, the anxiety would grip me, leaving me breathless and terrified that this would all come crashing down.

And then there were the fights. When you have fourteen people in a relationship, conflict is inevitable. It wasn’t always big—sometimes it was about time management or someone feeling left out. Other times, the fights cut deeper, about fears we didn’t voice, insecurities we tried to bury. And at the heart of it all was the constant question we never dared to fully ask: *Could this last?*

One night, it all came to a head. I had spent the day with Mingyu, and as usual, he had showered me with affection, his clumsy hands always trying to be gentle. We had laughed together, cooked together, and by the end of the day, I was exhausted in the best way. But when I returned to the shared apartment, the tension in the air was thick.

I barely stepped through the door before Jeonghan’s voice cut through the silence.

“Must be nice,” he said, his tone laced with bitterness. “Spending the whole day with just one of us.”

My heart dropped. “Jeonghan—”

“No, it’s fine,” he interrupted, standing up from the couch. “We all agreed to this, didn’t we? So it’s fine if some of us feel left behind.”

“Hyung, don’t do this,” Hoshi said, trying to defuse the situation. But the hurt in Jeonghan’s eyes was clear.

“I’m just tired,” Jeonghan muttered, running a hand through his hair. “We’re all giving so much, and sometimes it feels like it’s never enough.”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to find the words. “I’m sorry. I’m trying—I’m really trying.”

“You shouldn’t have to try so hard,” Woozi said softly from his spot on the floor, strumming a guitar absently. “None of us should feel like this.”

The silence that followed was deafening. The guilt gnawed at me, twisting in my stomach like a knot I couldn’t untangle. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

Suddenly, S.Coups stood up, his voice calm but commanding. “Enough. This isn’t helping.” He turned to me, his eyes softening. “No one is blaming you. We knew this would be hard.”

“I can’t help but feel like I’m failing all of you,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I love you all so much, but I don’t know how to make this work.”

Mingyu, who had been quiet since we arrived, reached for my hand. “You’re not failing, jagiya. We’re all learning.”

“But what if—” I couldn’t even finish the thought. What if I wasn’t enough for them? What if this wasn’t enough?

DK, always the one to break the tension, stood up with a shaky smile. “Let’s not do this tonight. We all love each other, right? That’s why we’re here. So let’s talk about this when we’re not all feeling so raw.”

Joshua nodded, his calm voice soothing. “He’s right. We’re all a little tired. Let’s take a step back and talk tomorrow.”

But the fear lingered, heavy in the room like an unwelcome guest.

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The next day, we sat down together. It wasn’t easy, and it wasn’t quick, but we talked. Really talked. About the things we were scared to say before, the jealousy, the insecurity, the worry that someone was giving more or less. It hurt—God, it hurt—but it was necessary.

Jeonghan apologized for lashing out. “It’s not just you. I’ve been feeling… scared, I guess. That this won’t last.”

“I’ve felt the same,” The8 admitted quietly. “I think we all have.”

S.Coups squeezed my hand. “But that doesn’t mean we don’t want to keep trying.”

In that moment, something shifted. The love was still there, strong and unwavering, but so was the understanding that this wasn’t going to be easy. It never had been. But love is messy. It’s imperfect, and that’s what makes it real.

“I don’t know how to promise forever,” I said, my voice small. “But I can promise that I’ll try. Every day.”

“You don’t have to do it alone,” Vernon said, his eyes locking with mine. “We’re in this together.”

One by one, they all agreed. It wasn’t a solution, not exactly, but it was a step forward.

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Over the following months, we found a new rhythm. It wasn’t perfect, but it was ours. We learned to communicate better, to listen when someone was feeling left out or overwhelmed. We learned to share our love, not just with each other, but with ourselves.

There were still moments of doubt, of course. That never fully went away. But now, we faced those moments together.

One night, after a long day, I found myself in the middle of the bed, surrounded by all thirteen of them. We didn’t say anything—words weren’t necessary. The warmth of their bodies, the steady rhythm of their breathing, the feeling of belonging—it was enough.

“I love you,” I whispered into the quiet, the words heavy with truth.

“I love you too,” came the chorus of replies, each voice layered with the same deep affection.

In that moment, I knew that no matter how difficult it might be, this was worth it. They were worth it. We were worth it.

And that was all that mattered.

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‐Thank You For Reading!🩵🩶

-prettygirl-Gabi✨️🎀

[lanbichenbunny]

Pit Babe S2

I saw a post from someone else here on tumblr about Pitbabe S2 and their concern for the new series.

I’m not going to tag them in this post, I don’t want cause trouble with them, I just wanted to make my own post based off theirs and add my own feelings.

We all love Pitbabe and the boys and want the best for S2, it’s only natural to have concerns about the new series.

This comes from a potential spoiler given by one of the cast. I hadn’t previously heard this spoiler and I don’t know how true it might be, so keep that in mind here.

Potential Pitbabe S2 spoilers below stop reading if you don’t want to know.

Charlie and Babe are going to argue more.

My thoughts on this are that it doesn’t really concern me, the two of them argued a lot in S1. Some couples do just go through a lot of arguments, it doesn’t mean they don’t love each other.

As long as Charlie and Babe don’t become toxic with their arguments, I’m fine to see where this goes and not be overly worried about it yet.

There could be cheating in the Charlie Babe relationship or someone else getting involved. I’m not too clear or they could end up polygamous? Or that there will be many lovers

I can’t see Babe wanting to share Charlie, I also don’t think Charlie’s the kind of person to cheat.

If there is going to be a Charlie and Babe baby I think they would be less likely to cheat on each other.

Don’t get me wrong A baby won’t stop one partner cheating on the other. It’s just a super low thing to do and I’d be so mad if it did.

Maybe ‘more lovers’ could be out of context and could just mean maybe we’ll get a North x Sonic relationship kicking off, or Peet and Way or some other combination of characters could get together.

I don’t think the spoiler necessarily means more love interest for Charlie and Babe.

Spoilers are sometimes red herrings and a certain Pavel is a total germlin (I mean this is an affectionate kind of way.)

Finally, Just because the cast are dropping hints, doesn’t mean some aren’t potentially made up to keep us fans talking and guessing and to keep some secrets of S2 hidden.

S2 won’t be able to make everyone happy, there might even be things to be angry about, but let’s just see it first and give it a chance.

[thatnonameuser]

I love the AU. It tickles the brain and I love reading your replies to asks.

I also have a question, there are some animals that are polygamous, would that apply to darling as well or does that one yandere beastman have more than one darling?

Thank you!! I feel like the asks just give my brain more inspiration, so I love reading all of them!!

To be honest, I'm not actually sure if it would or it won't.

The claim is what ties a darling to a yandere, and a darling can be claimed by multiple people at once. So darlings can have multiple 'spouses' even if they weren't officially married.

With yanderes, it works on the one true love thing. That gaping hole in their hearts can only be filled by that one person. But there are cases among the fae where they're previously deceased darlings 'come back to life' years after the darlings death.

Some yanderes who are already married to a yandere and find their real darlings can be polygamous.

It might be messy but, it can happen on both sides.

[aphroditelovesu]

I was re-reading yan!mom Rhaenyra's hcs and read that if bby!reader was a male he would be engaged to Helaena, Baela or Rhaena (much to Rhaenyra's chagrin). So I was thinking of bby!reader as a kid hearing that Helaena may eventually marry Aegon and running to his mom to ask if the rumor is true, and his mom just says yes because she doesn't want her baby to get married with Alicent's daughter. BUT SHE WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THE ARGUMENT WITH HER LITTLE BOY.

Bby!reader with his small stature and head held high: Can we agree that Helaena deserves better than foolish Aegon?

Rhaenyra: Yeah…

Bby!reader: Do we agree that there is no one better than me in this world and therefore I am the best option for Helaena?

Rhaenyra about to have a heart attack: Baby, much to my regret if one day you have to marry it will be one of Daemon's daughters.

Baby Reader, with a smile and taking his mother's hands in his: I'm not denying marrying Baela or Rhaena, I'm simply saying that I can ALSO marry Helaena.

Yan mom Rhaenyra: . ..

Bby reader: Aegon the conqueror had two wives and Maegor had more than three, why couldn't I marry Baela, Rhaena and Helaena?

Daemon who was just passing by and heard the conversation, now glued to the door listening to how Rhaenyra is having an aneurysm: …

Rhaenyra: . .. .

Baby reader speaking with all the innocence in the world: Besides, no one is going to oppose mom, I am a Targaryen prince and rider of a three-headed dragon, as well as the second in succession to the iron throne.

Yan mom Rhaenyra, having a tic in her eye: You're not getting married, I'll make sure it doesn't happen--.

Baby reader about to cry: If I ask Grandpa Viserys, he will grant it to me.

Rhaenyra: .. .

Daemon: Damn, this kid is a true Targaryen.

Polygamy is not strange to Targaryens, especially Maegor. But over the years this practice fell into disuse and Viserys is not in favor of this, but it is funny to imagine this scene happening because it is very possible.

Rhaenyra does not want to see her precious bby marrying anyone. She does not want you to have a wife, let alone three. She does not want to be replaced or that you love another woman other than her.

One wife might be accepted, much to Rhaenyra's dismay, but three wives? Oh, sweet, maybe you're going to have to deal with some issues.

In the meantime, I imagine Helaena and bby!reader would already be very close, Alicent encourages that her favorite grandson spend time with her children, especially with her daughter and she could not be happier to see you getting so well with Helaena. Rhaenyra would be irritated and as a form of retaliation, she would encourage you to spend more time with Rhaena and Baela, with the blessing of Daemon and Rhaenys.

However, I think this marriage could work out. Like, I really think this polygamic relationship would work, Rhaena and Baela are sisters and get along very well, Helaena would probably get along with her cousins and bby!reader gets along with all. It could work.

You know, we had Aegon and his sisters. Maegor and his six wives (Henry VIII vibes right there). And now we have Y/N and his cousins ​​and his aunt.

Viserys isn't really in favor of polygamy but I can see him granting it to bby!reader as a way to please his grandson, much to the chagrin of Rhaenyra and probably Alicent. Because you know, Alicent doesn't mind marrying her only daughter to bby!reader, but she isn't a big fan of the fact that he married Rhaena and Baela either. And Rhaenyra we all know why, she is so freaking possessive of her bby.

Daemon is literally laughing at the situation, like his stepson is actually a real Targaryen. He doesn't care about the wedding, as long as bby!reader and Rhaena and Baela are happy, he's fine with that.

While Rhaenyra is freaking out about all of this-

(Rhaenyra at this moment)

~ Lady L

[goodqueenaly]

"It was for love," Sansa said in a rush. "Father wouldn't even give me leave to say farewell." She was the good girl, the obedient girl, but she had felt as wicked as Arya that morning, sneaking away from Septa Mordane, defying her lord father. She had never done anything so willful before, and she would never have done it then if she hadn't loved Joffrey as much as she did. "He was going to take me back to Winterfell and marry me to some hedge knight, even though it was Joff I wanted. I told him, but he wouldn't listen." The king had been her last hope. The king could command Father to let her stay in King's Landing and marry Prince Joffrey, Sansa knew he could, but the king had always frightened her. He was loud and rough-voiced and drunk as often as not, and he would probably have just sent her back to Lord Eddard, if they even let her see him. So she went to the queen instead, and poured out her heart, and Cersei had listened and thanked her sweetly … [sic] only then Ser Arys had escorted her to the high room in Maegor's Holdfast and posted guards, and a few hours later, the fighting had begun outside. 

Not me thinking about how this moment reminds me so much of how I see Lyanna at various points in her situation with Rhaegar. We’ve not been in Lyanna’s head, of course, but I’d be willing to believe that at least when Lyanna met up with Rhaegar sometime around New Year’s 282 AC, she believed she was to some extent in love with him - the seemingly dashing, handsome, romantic prince who had named her queen of love and beauty before virtually the entire assembled aristocracy of Westeros against all social tradition. Just as importantly, I think Lyanna also believed that she needed an alternative, and soon, to her impending marriage to Robert Baratheon. Having been “long betrothed” to Robert by the time of the tourney of Harrenhal, Lyanna may have assumed or been told (especially in the aftermath of that shocking tourney display) that she would be married sooner rather than later to the Lord of Storm’s End (especially with Brandon’s own nuptials to Catelyn Tully, likely part of the same alliance bloc, imminent). There was no one who could stop this marriage from happening - except, perhaps, the Prince of Dragonstone and heir to the Iron Throne (but certainly not the paranoid, suspicious, violent king). If she married him first (and there was precedent, as Lyanna may have known, for polygamous marriages among the Targaryens), then she could not be legally married to Robert. It was Rhaegar, Lyanna may have thought, who could save her from this fate, and so Rhaegar she would turn to, making a journey across the Riverlands to somewhere near Harrenhal in order to escape with him.

These aspects of Lyanna’s story in turn recall certain parallels with Sansa’s story here. Just as so Lyanna might have seen Ned’s insisted that her fiancé “was a good man and true who would love her with all his heart” as the promise of a miserable future married to Robert, so Sansa imagines that Ned’s promise to “make [her] a match with a high lord who's worthy of you, someone brave and gentle and strong” would result in him “marry[ing] her to some hedge knight” when “it was Joff [she] wanted”. Too, just as Lyanna may have idealized Rhaegar, at least at this stage, as a perfectly chivalrous and loving knight and prince, so Sansa in this moment idealized Joffrey (describing him several times in AGOT as “her gallant prince” whom she describes in “Sansa III” as “worthier than his drunken father”, a deep contrast to the king who “had always frightened her”). In turn, just as Lyanna sought to avoid such nuptial doom, in her mind, by turning to an alternate royal power - not the king, but his son and heir - for a marriage to this prince instead, so Sansa seeks to stay with her (so she thinks at this point) beloved prince by appealing to an alternate royal power - not the king but his queen. The solution for both Stark girls was defiance to their paternal powers, circumventing their orders so that they might stay with the princes they imagine they love. However, just as Lyanna may have come to discover that her prince was a deeply unhappy man who may have seen her primarily, if not entirely, as a vehicle for prophetic fulfillment, so Sansa comes to discover that her prince was a cruel sadist who enjoyed only using her as an outlet for abuse and torture. Just as Lyanna ended her days trapped in a tower far from home (likely on the orders of that same royal power to whom she had appealed), guarded and imprisoned by Kingsguard while Ned and his companions battled them outside of it, so Sansa finds herself trapped in a tower far from home on the direct orders of her royal advocate, imprisoned by a knight of the Kingsguard and other guards, while her father and his men are attacked outside of it. 

[horizon-verizon]

I still find it hilarious how even after they made Jon a Targ in GOT and butchered Daenerys’ character to prop him up as some “male leader we all needed ”; it’s only Daenerys who is brought up in the spinoff about Targs. If I was a Jon bro I’d be mad asf. Now his story ended with him being back at the wall while his brother is king and no one, not even HBO cares about him being a Targ while the “mad queen” he killed off is still relevant and extremely popular. It really shows that they regretted killing her off and realized the only way they gon be able to pay the bills is to get a show about her family AND show her. They were reminded on who really people were watching the show for.

And not just a show bout her family but the dragons as well like they knew exactly what they needed to do and they giving us another adaption about her family like watch A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms have another vision with Daenerys in it (it better be from Daeron the Drunken, “someday the dragons will return. My brother Daeron’s dreamed of it”). Notice how her ancestors dreamed of Daenerys and not about Jon. She IS the prince that was promised.

Yuuuup. I'm sorry, but even with Jon's dad being a Targ AND the political problems the reveal of such would present, I just can't concieve Jon as a "Targ" the way I can with Dany even though she has a lot of differences from her ancestors (she has some important similarities). He's too Stark. Do I think he'd possibly still press for a claim or that it's a possibility that has strong legs, yes (under the context of Targ men almost always disfavoring or disabling their female relatives for power). But his personhood derives more from his Stark lineage than the one he only dreamed to mirror Daeron I. A lot of young noble Westerosi boys had Targ inspirations bc they were important historical figures that literally changed so much of Westeros and the family ruled for about 200 years.

I am also aware that within the universe/Westeros itself, yes by many people's estimation or desires, he would be considered a Targ bastard or--somehow but I think highly unlikely, it turns out Rhaegar married Lyanna and somehow this is ruled a true polygamous marriage even though this has never been really socially incorporated and accepted since Maegor--a legitimate Targ princeling. Doesn't mean he's got a Targ "character", you know?

You'd think certain Stark and Jon stans would love that, but no you got angry people upset that a man is not the center of the universe and the prime hero so they are willing to "dilute" his Starkness or at least "halve" or make it share his personhood to emphasize the supposedly evil Targs. Ha.

This is why sexism, racism, and xenophobia gets us nowhere. You see you own stats, see how most of your audience responds more to the woman of the tale, see how the entire story revolves around her saving the world through her kindness and and you decide that, no actually, we can afford to kill her off and be blind to the fact that we've severely diminished the emotional and logical value of all our next ASoIaF projects...for why, sir?

[infamous-if]

Helloooooo! Love your story ughhh it's so good! I am interested in the poly route with Vic and G cause their amazing! Can you imagine if all three had a child together, Idk if in this world polygamous couples can get married, I know in some states in the US it can happen and they are able to claim adoption over a child. So how would three parents act towards their child, either by adoption or bio. I bet the child would be spoiled rotten.

Having kids would be G's nightmare for reasons I can't say, though G would get over it the moment the kid is in their arms. Victoria would love kids. It's true they'd be really spoiled.

I can't say much on how MC would react but G would definitely be the cool parent while Vic would be more of the 'rules, stern' sort of parent because she'd be freaking out over making sure the kid grows up well-adjusted, especially in a household with two rockstars and an actress lmao she'd want to shield them from the fame and G would, to an extent, but G would want to show them all the good things that life can offer.

Having three famous parents who are always busy and working would also have them all be a bit more protective of the child.

MC and G especially, considering they both have less-than-ideal family lives. MC was neglected and G was [redacted] so I think those two especially would be very careful to have a home-work balance. G would cut out all the toxic things in their life, definitely, for the sake of the child.

That kid would be so spoiled jeez hopefully they grow up humble!! lmao #NepoBaby

[haggishlyhagging]

The Paradise Lost of Milton is responsible, among English-speaking people, for many existing views that are inimical to woman and, while his essays upon liberty have been of general beneficial influence upon the world, his particular teachings in regard to woman have seriously injured civilization. This man of polygamous beliefs, this tyrant over his own household who could not gain the love of either wives—of whom he had three—or of daughters, did much to popularize the idea of woman's subordination to man. "He for God; she for God in him," as expressed by the lips of Eve and so often quoted as proclaiming the true relationship between husband and wife in the line: "God thy law; thou mine."

While the record of Milton's life shows him to have been an intolerable domestic tyrant, yet for the wife who could not live with him, the daughters whom social conditions and lack of education deprived of the necessary means for their support—thus compelling them to remain his victims looking forward to his death as their only means of release—the world has as yet exhibited but little sympathy. His genius, undisputed as its record must be in many directions, has made his views of overpowering influence upon the world since his day. But above all, more than all that created and sustained this influence, were his views as to the polygamous rights of man, his depiction of Eve as looking upward to Adam as her God and his general maintenance of the teaching of the church in regard to woman.

Although it has been affirmed that after his blindness he dictated his great epic to his daughter and a Scotch artist has painted a scene (a picture owned by the Lenox Library), yet this is one of the myths men call history and amuse themselves in believing. Voltaire declared history to be only a parcel of tricks we play with the dead. And this tale of blind Milton dictating Paradise Lost to his [daughters] is a trick designed to play upon our sympathies. Old Dr. Johnson is authority for the statement that Milton would not allow his daughters to learn to write, and it is quite certain that he did not permit them a knowledge of any language except the English saying, "One tongue is enough for a woman." Between Milton and his family it is known there was tyranny upon one side, hatred upon the other.

-Matilda Joslyn Gage, Woman, Church and State

[sillygoblinantics]

I just saw Anthony do fifty women out of Lily’s ten women characters list. I also saw Lily using ocs on her list so ima jump the gun and add my top ten female ocs; with commentary in the form of alternate text to provide insight into them.

Gobbo’s top ten women characters (oc edition)

10. Guinevere

Guinevere, the older sister of Ceridwen the current Onmphar of Morbay. Guinevere would’ve been the Onmphar if not for her great grandmother who wasn’t the nicest and actively sabotaged their lives. But this didn’t stop Guinevere from being her little sisters advisor and mentor. She’s able to not just see the visages of the departed but the image of someone once there or on a different plane of reality. She used this to stay in contact with their father after he was put under a procedure by the great grandmother that made him a zombie husk. She bottled her pain and struggles until an incident changed things.

9. Naomi

Naomi was once a human but was brought back by an unknown forger who tried to make a muse without the proper trainer. She’d learn to live in this realm she never knew of before but would quickly grow to love it as it allowed her more flexibility than she could’ve imagined having as a human. She’d marry into a polygamous relationship with a voltic gaiaus named DiAngelo (himbo retriever man) and Hawke (intersex nonbinary, bean). She will carry both her spouses and is a force to be reconned with at PTA meetings. She’s got the patience and constitution of a patron saint but the bite and fight of a hyena.

8. Annalise Ravencroft-Jay

Annalise is a fairly young elem, her mother is from the states while her father is from the elem world equivalent to Romania. She’s a dreamweaver elem and she and her mother create very special webs that resemble dreamcatchers, these webs when hung above the heads of someone’s bed with form beads made of the dreams and nightmares of whoever sleeps under them, but it doesn’t end there as they can be viewed on the catcher when interacted with. Annalise also helps her father with his bookstore that also provides informational literature for those who aren’t initiated with their elem background. I forgot to mention she was born in the late 19th century and is still alive today, her husband is a year and few months younger than her and is around too. Hehe

7. Glenda Teca Gunderson

Glenda, a hummingbird inspired light/forger elem with a radiant smile and bubbly personality. She’s also the newest ambassador and head of weather cultivation for her homeland, being essentially South America. She may have gotten a crush on the ambassador for the north eastern areas who’s triple her height and started dating in “private”… ok that actually happened and they’ve been married for a long time now and have two kids. She’s sweeter than sugar.

6. Constance “Connie” Galahad

Connie is a strong powerful woman who wears a poker face well to lower guards of men or anyone who thinks they can take advantage of not just her but her girls (other women who were kept in a brothel by an awful elem). She can produce a toxin and antitoxin that will act faster than what is known or drawn out. Yes she’s killed a man before and yes it was her pimp, we aren’t dancing around the truth here. She would effectively become somewhat of a mafia boss for the small town the brothel was in and ensure it would become a safe haven for those who are seeking sanctuary and a halfway home.

I love her she can step on me

5. Adelaide Hurley

Adelaide, based in a black and trumpet swan. Her fathers gave her the world and encouraged her dream of dancing for the world. She’d travel with a performance group from town to town gracefully moving across the stage like a winter breeze carrying the snow. She was entranced with the music and would find her way to her husband who was bewitched by her ballet. She struggled for a long time to have kids but her first son was the world to her. She wears a heart of pure gold on her sleeve and doesn’t hide her true feelings and emotions.

4. Grendel’s mom (my version of her)

She’s a scaleless draconic who walks like fog very poise and careful. Tho many retelling paint her as a dangerous mother of monsters, she’s no more human than you or I despite being an elem. she’ll do everything she can to ensure her son’s safety even if it means letting a man sleep with her and take her wealth. Jokes on that man, she’ll steal his wife and please her more than he could. She’s got big ol Owl Lady energy.

3. Diantha Gratia II

Diantha is a queen, literally, she’s calm reserved and holds so much love for her people and family. She’s been married four times, her first two husbands sadly dying doing selfless acts to protect someone or multiple elems. She’s smart and out of the previous rulers of her land she’s made the most impact with her negotiation and alliances due in part to being mom friends with many of the allies (they would all meet up to let their kids play and have brunch, they’re very good friends too and will talk about their spouses and what’s going on in such a genuine way). Diantha wont go down easily and crumble like a flower she’s stubborn and threatening when she needs to. She’s a floras serpent who’s not afraid to spit venom (literally) at those who cross her or her children (she’s a mama bear who will put the fear of god in you if you hurt any of her babies).

2. Beatrice DeLacey

She’s based on an Eurasian magpie, she’s powerful and confident despite having been born with a chronic disease that eventually kills her. She plays coy and aloof to lower the guard of those she knows won’t see her strengths and will turn around and display her intelligence and wit. She’s not weak and will tower over men who try to sweep her. She’ll put them in their place.

1. Aylin Valinroy

Queen Aylin, a sharp and intimidating woman standing at 5’4” she doesn’t reveal her thoughts so easily and masks behind a cold and stern gaze. She met her first husband while preparing for her coordination but only in passing, it wouldn’t be until she was looking for a fiancé that she’d truly meet him. See, Aylin didn’t want to be courted, she wasn’t a prize and she wanted her future husband or wife or partner to know that she wasn’t weak and dainty; so she has her suitors challenge her to a duel. Lucian (first husband) was a semi decorated soldier/guard who was the only one who could match her ending up having to call a draw via a stalemate lasting two days. They were still engaged when while out on a diplomatic matter, Lucian was ambushed and killed while Aylin was pregnant (elem gestation is a topic for later uh ye. Dreamscapers are like kangaroos in being able to pause theirs while it doesn’t affect the embryo)• a war later in the middle of the night an unexpected attack would take place on Amaterasu. Instead of running away and escaping as her staff pleaded with her, Aylin while still in her nightgown dawned pieces of her fiancé’s armor and grab her rapier to fight and evacuate any staff who was still stuck inside. She would encounter the supposed organizer of the attack (the attack is a right of passage ceremony for a certain group of elems, this one is a naming ceremony that will officially acknowledge and welcome the one who’s doing it). They would end up clashing and having back and forth banter that Aylin and this stranger were enjoying ending up in the greenhouse where for the first time Aylin was bested by someone. The stranger realized that he was fighting and about to not just take one life but two and he couldn’t handle it-

shit I started sperging about Aylin and Koray’s love story! My bad

Oki that’s my list took maybe an hour to write but it was fun! Hopefully it sparked yalls interest in my series lite life more 👀

[bijoumikhawal]

"historically polygamous societies loved to wage war and slavery to dispose of excess men and emphasize female conversion" okay all those things are true of monogamous societies too. Western Europeans are famously probably the best at war and slavery from the current standpoint and they're monogamous. And from the way you wrote that I can tell you were thinking of the middle east so what the fuck

[dangermousie]

Oh, brother...aka keeping it in the (royal) family

I recently realized that for some reason “multiple brothers one girl” seems to be a popular category in costume dramas. I am not sure why such sharing is necessary in a polygamous society for fancy royals each of whom can get himself a whole harem, but I am not complaining that it appears any remake of the Hollywood classic “Seven Brides for Seven Brothers” would clearly be changed into “One Bride for Seven Brothers, and Some of the Brothers Spit Blood and Die” if it were a cdrama. Here are some of the dramas at issue. 

Liu Shi Shi appears to be the queen of this subgenre to such an extent that I am vaguely wondering if it’s in her contract. We are gonna start with THREE of her dramas:

Bu Bu Jing Xin - Liu Shi Shi has not one, not two, but THREE hot royal brothers, played by Nicky Wu, Kevin Cheng and Lin Gengxin, pine for her time-traveling self. Since this is an exquisite (no, seriously, it’s amazing) period piece about loss and longing, she ends up with none of them, instead of a hot vagely-’cesty gangbang as one might expect from that set-up.

Lost Love in Times - poor Liu Shi Shi, she’s a sexy witch having to pick between William Chan and his shady brother Joe Xu. To make it even trippier, the two actors look like each other, to really hammer the whole “siblings want her” theme.

The Imperial Doctress - why bust what’s not broken? It’s the true and tried Liu Shi Shi and hot royal brothers formula. She’s a doctor who spends most of her time practicing medicine, escaping barbarians and creating feminism, not noticing that as she pines for one royal brother played by Huang Xuan, another royal brother, played by infinitely hotter Wallace Huo, is pining for her.

Gong/Jade Palace Lock Heart - if Liu Shi Shi is the queen of that set up, Feng Shao Feng is the king, what with this and Military Seal, both of which star Yang Mi. Clearly, there are worse ways to make a career than stealing Yang Mi from a royal brother. Here, Yang Mi is a spunky time traveler in the middle of Kang Xi’s sons’ fight for the throne. She first falls for Four but ends up with Eight. In between, she offers to bang Four to save Eight as one does. Gives a whole new meaning to sharing is caring and “have you brought enough for the entire class?”

Legend of the Military Seal - Yang Mi and FSF strike again. FSF is madly in love with his brother’s wife, and since she’s not afflicted by blindness, she shares his feelings. Surprisingly, but delightfully, happy ending ensues. 

Who Rules the World - more like which brother rules awesome Zhao Lusi’s heart. Going by the rule of “hottest brother wins,” Yang Yang gets the girl in a drama that is pretty yum yum.

Colourful Bone - one hot seriously whumped out royal brother and one whiny immature one, oh who should the heroine pick? This drama stands for the proposition that you should protect and save abused people, especially if they are hot men, since they will always turn out to be an emperor in disguise. This drama btw is one giant kinkfest for yours truly.

The Eternal Love - you could make THREE whole seasons out of timetravel and brothers into the same girl, who knew.

Dreaming Back to the Qing Dynasty - if you’ve seen Gong or BBJX, you know the drill. Horde of queued brothers queueing for the heroine.

(Mine and all my brothers’, that is -Ed.)

Princess Jieyou - Yuan Hong narrowly escaped the curse of fancying his brother’s woman in BBJX, being about the only sibling not in love with LSS in that one. But clearly, you can’t fight fate and shortly thereafter he’s got to be a sister-in-law luster in a drama of his very own. He is a barbarian general who falls in love with a woman only to discover she’s to marry his brother. Angst and deliciousness and eventual happy ending (the husband fulfilled the uglier brother’s duty by eventually kicking the bucket.)

The Promise of Chang’an - if you want to watch brothers with the same woman but no happy ending, and have already watched BBJX, I present this recent drama where Cheng Yi gets to, as always, suffer beautifully watching the woman he loves marry his annoying brother. Pretty much everyone dies at the end of this one, going off to a great big threesome in the sky.

Twisted Fate of Love - will Sun Yi pick the delicate Tan Jianci or the sexy as fuck bastard that is Jin Han? Being a smart woman, she picks the latter and my hormones rejoice.

Go Princess Go - this is a drama that parodied every cliche there is, so why not brothers into one woman? Who is actually a man in a woman’s body making it even more delightful!

Ashes of Love - even being divine, with women from three separate realms available will seemingly not prevent love interests being a scarce resource leading to sibling love rivalry. Deng Lun and Luo Yunxi duke it out ostensibly for Yang Zi but in reality for who can suffer more prettily. Deng Lun might get the girl, but LYX wins the suffering crown, so it all more or less evens out.

Princess Silver - are siblings in love with the same woman not spicy enough for you? How about TWINS in love with the same woman? One awesome (Aarif Rahman) and one psychotic (Jing Chao) want our heroine and both marry her at one point. Only the awesome one gets to bang her though. (But the psychotic one gets to stick meathooks through his brother in compensation for not being able to stick...ummm...meathook through the heroine, so it’s all OK.)

Secret of the Three Kingdoms - and now we are gonna go REAL PERV! If twins are not enough for you, seekers of strong sensations, how about IDENTICAL twins? Ma Tianyu replaces his dead identical twin brother as the last Han emperor and gets to woo Wan Qian (whose plan it was in the first place.) At least she doesn’t need to get used to a new face?

We are gonna end here and not get into father and son sharing the same woman a la Empress of China.

(Congrats to Aarif Rahman for getting to bang both his brother’s and his father’s wives on screen. That is an interesting niche.)

[sparklingrayn]

I guess that's why I liked substances so much.... hey, am I repeating myself I feel like I talked about this before

Besides that, substances forces me to lose that control I desperately hold on to sober. Control that I am terrified of losing. My memory. Why do I do it? I met my boyfriend because of it fun fact. I'm so surprised he was the ONLY one that saw my suffering behind drunken laughter.

It took almost a year to save me, I drank so much for the late winter into spring and late summer for anyone to look at me and say, "Hey, maybe ease up on the drinking? Slow down? Drink water?"

It took that long.....

Where was I going with this? Control... the memory loss is scary, I used to record my time drinking. I hate listening to myself nowadays through them. So stupid, she's so stupid and awful to those around her. Am I like my bio mom you think?

I refer myself in third person especially about my drunk self. She is so focused on drinking, I remember stealing booze from my foster mom's closet all the time. Once I stole an entire 6pack and had to replace it. Other nights it was me taking random swigs of hard liqor during the night and after crying and breaking down about being blacked out or other reasons. I still drank even tho it led me to have panic attacks....isn't that amusing?

I hate myself, I drank because I hated myself and wanted to hurt in a way thats invisible. Or get hurt and abused while like that....

There was a guy online, he was younger, had problems..... he sexualized me, I think he seen me as a loli. Never in front of me,no. He talked to my boyfriend about me, bragging about how I *liked* him. It was true, I liked him and expressed it. Originally I knew him for keeping me safe while I drank, I liked hanging out and drinking with the little drinking group we had....

He tries to erp and get nudes from me only when I'm black out drunk and or high. Always asked to date me and vr cuddle and what not. One day he *asked* about being polygamous, I wanted to maintain the friendship because I was sick and secretly loved the attention.... Suddenly I was in a relationship with him and proceeded to ghost him in favor of being with my boyfriend yet to be

That's when I really started hanging out with my boyfriend more and eventually broke off the relationship with the femboy and got together with my current boyfriend probably 2 weeks later or so

I Don't know why I started talking about all this...

It's all vrchat drama anyways and doesn't really matter anymore....

I miss drinking heavily on there though....