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momotonescreaming · 3 months

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Thank you for writiting so much Stomarol, they’re my newest obsession. I wish we had gotten more than one season with them as speaking characters :( Carol is so beautiful and so is Steve and Tommy is so obsessed with both of them it’s just perfect.

They’re the best love triangle because they all actually love each other and I truly believe that Tommy and Carol hated Nancy because she took Steve away from them

Could you imagine what would’ve happened if Tommy saw what Billy did to Steve and Stomarol were still together? Idk how bringing Steve into the Upside Down stuff would work if he wasn’t dating Nancy, I just think it’s an interesting concept. Or maybe Steve finds Dustin actually looking for his cat in the woods and then meets up with the Party and Max and that’s how the fight with Billy happens if there’s no Upside Down? And Tommy and Carol are busy with their parentsthat day, or they got into a fight with Steve so he’s going to apologize to them like he was to Nancy, so they aren’t with him. Like if Tommy was mad at Jonathan after the fight in season 1, I think he would go feral at Billy especially since Steve was knocked unconscious

I just crave more Stomarol and I’m so close to writing my own version, but I’m just scared it would suck because it would be the first fanfic I’ve ever written

Idk if this makes any sense, I just needed to let you know how much I love your fics!!

Nonny! You're so welcome! I'm so happy you like them!! I am picking you up and giving you a big hug 💜

Tommy and Carol are the iconic side characters. Petition to get rid of characters like Keith and Murray, and to replace them with Tommy and Carol. Reunite the Mean Girl Trio.

Definitely give writing them a go!! I am always for encouraging more writers. Especially for rare pairs like this, and side characters too. There's so much more wiggle room to figure things out! No heavily established fanon to hold you back. Every writer is scared they think their work sucks, even well established ones. I know just saying 'Don't be scared' isn't going to do much, but please don't hold yourself back! I believe in you!!! 💜💜💜 Even writing and not sharing it is good! Write for you! Practice! Find a squad of friends you can share your work with! The best part of writing, of fandom, is connection! Even if you don't have anyone to share with, you have me! Tag me! I'll for sure read it!

Rest under a cut because this got long 😅

Tommy and Carol mutually agreed that it wasn't cheating if it was with Steve. He was their mutually agreed exception and they were so close to getting Steve to agree to have a threesome with them. And then they'd slowly envelop them into their dynamic, and create the ultimate throuple. Only that Nancy chick had to get in the way and Steve fell in love with her. Hard agree that they hated her because she got in the way of their Steve. He was theirs first. And when the rumours went around about her cheating on him, them getting into a big fight, her breaking his heart and then immediately getting with that loner Jon? They'd hate her even more. She's the reason they're not close to Steve anymore. She ruined everything. I don't think canon them would think too hard about their behaviour, and how Steve wanted them to be less of an asshole. They're 16. All 16 year olds are assholes.

But this is fandom and I say stomarol throuple 💜

If stomarol were together when Billy fought with Steve, they'd kill him. They'd ruin his life. They'd get him sent to fucking prison. Carol 100% has the ability to spread nasty rumours that take over the whole school and ruin someone's reputation. Billy would never get any friends, any girls, ever again. Especially if the stomarol trio were still together, because they'd rule that school. Ultimate popular kids. I can also see Tommy straight up reporting Billy for assault. He almost killed Steve! They could have lost him! I don't Steve would be very happy if they went against him to do so, but I don't see Tommy caring? Steve got a severe concussion. He got brain damage. Rotting in jail is the least that asshole Billy deserves.

I've had so many thoughts about stomarol getting involved in the Upside Down in an au where Steve doesn't date Nancy, throuple all the way. And I can't quite decide on an answer?

Because without Steve inviting Nancy to his place to the party, she wouldn't have invited Barb, and she wouldn't have been taken. But then does that mean Nancy doesn't get involved with the Upside Down? Or does she get involved another way?

Or does Steve invite her as a cover? Because he knows she's interested in him. He's hot, he's good at flirting. He knows what a person who likes him looks like. Because Tommy and Carol are publicly dating. Have been since middle school. Steve however? It's the 80s and he's a teen boy who hangs around his best friends a lot. He's touchy and soft and loves them. So he goes on a series of first dates with random girls. He flirts, he kisses them, but he doesn't sleep with them. Doesn't date them long term. Something to cover him so people don't get suspicious.

Does Barb still disappear? Does one of the trio disappear?

I know I like the idea of Tommy and Carol getting involved with the Upside Down, along with Steve. Mostly because those three cannot keep a secret from each other. Not for the big things. The reason they work long term is because they communicate. They have to.

Tommy, Carol, and Steve all being cool bitchy mentors to the young teens is so good. They think they're so cool.

I have this image in my head, of the three of them sitting on the kerb after the fight with the demogorgon. Steve still with his bruised face, bat in hand. Curled together, not caring who sees. They could have died. Monsters are real. And it's just bought them closer. Steve's started revealing his soft underbelly more, he doesn't want to be an asshole. Miserable. They almost died! and because Tommy & Carol love Steve more than keeping themselves safe with their bitchy armour, they all start to soften. Be less mean.

And the Jonathan of it all! @findafight mentioned in the STWG that Jon was still in the woods taking his pervy pictures. Only instead of Steve and Nancy of course - it was Tommy and Carol he caught a photo of. Carol with her top off, them touching. And because no one else except stomarol knows what Steve's bedroom looks like, they don't suspect a thing. They don't suspect that Steve was just out of view of the window, watching them.

And it makes Steve fucking mad. And scared. And on edge. Because they could have been caught! Literally any other option except Tommy & Carol would have been the end of them! If it was Steve and Carol, they would have been labelled dirty cheaters. If it was Tommy and Steve they'd have been outed. And it was all three of them it would have been the end. Their threesome exposed, and they'd have to be so careful not to reveal that it was more than a one time thing.

Steve still smashes the camera. They rip up the photos. And I think they'd still fight Jon in the alleyway. There isn't the 'Nancy The Slut Wheeler' of it all, of course, but they'd rile him up. Begging for a fight.

And yeah 😂 that got slightly out of hand lmao. I just love them! They're so fun to think about! Especially in a world where they last. They make it work.

#ask #anonymous #momo.txt #nonny i believe in you #stomarol

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sleepingdeath-light · 11 months

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male s/o hcs ; hinge!submas

requested by ; 🥭 anon (20/05/23) [5/6]

fandom(s) ; pokémon

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; emmet, ingo

outline ; “🥭 anon here! I’m so happy you’re willing to give my Submas request a shot even if it’ll take a while!! ✨ take as much time as you need, because I’m desperate to see content for these sillies and perfection takes time so I can wait~ I’d like to request sfw and nsfw general relationship headcanons for the Submas bros (separate headcanons and poly headcanons) with a male reader If possible!! 👉👈 also I appreciate that you write for male readers I think that’s great!!!!!!!!!!!”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

note ; to state the obvious, the brothers aren’t dating each other they just share an s/o

this is a chaotic relationship to be in at the best of times because of just how different the brothers are

of course they both love you and they’re fond enough of each other, but there are naturally going to be times where they clash (as all siblings do) and you’re going to get caught up in the middle of it all

they most frequently butt heads when it comes down to whose turn it is to spend time with you — as they do have a schedule — because of some random factor or another

they’re just very insistent that they both get an equal amount of your attention and affection, and any indication that you prefer one or the other will lead to an argument

but aside from that your relationship with the brothers is generally very good, with everything running smoothly and being built on a foundation of shared goals and mutual trust and love for one another

for example, the brothers help each other organise and schedule their dates with you — and they always share and compare notes on what new food/show/drink you like afterwards

it’s a well oiled machine because they both love you so deeply and want to be the best boyfriends that they can be

dates are reserved for one of them at a time and date nights involve all three of you

like you could go for a walk (run) around the nearby park with emmet and his team and grab some ice cream along the way

or you could go with ingo to a local cafe to chat about work and your hobbies/interests

but on a date night might involve you being trapped between the brothers whilst watching a film at home, or going out for an evening picnic

(you take turns choosing the activity)

if one of the brothers is ill, you’ll stick at home to take care of them whilst the other covers their shift

most people don’t really get your relationship and will ask your partners stuff along the lines of: ‘aren’t you worried that your boyfriend is cheating on you with your brother?’

they’ll usually get a very bewildered look and a slow ‘no?’ as a response but after the thousandth time of being asked, the two just stopped acknowledging the question altogether

when you’re all out together, you’ll usually have your arm linked with ingo whilst holding emmet’s hand — all of you chatting and joking and doing as couples (throuples?) do

elesa thinks that you’re all absolutely adorable and is your biggest cheerleader (and the one who helps you plan gifts to give to your partners)

she calls you all her boys and loves you all to bits (platonically, of course)

your house is absolutely filled with joltiks and no amount of begging or pleading with emmet will ever convince him to stop bringing them home

you will learn so much about pokémon battles and trains throughout this relationship that you could probably write a full dissertation and some change about either

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shzmluvrs · 10 months

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DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVENT SEEN SHAZAM 2

Can you do poly Anne and Freddy with reader? Like how they got together and how the relationship would work

*cries in I get to write my own representation*

🩷💚🩵

For one, I definitely believe in the fact that Greek gods did not have the same societal things/"rules" as we do in modern days. Like man, they're above human morals, love is love to them, no matter what form that takes. They're literal gods, so they'd be damned if anyone told them different. Including how much love there is to go around. And certainly, Anthea wasn't raised any differently.

Plus, Freddy gives me vibes he's down for whatever as long as he likes you, so...

Perfect grounds for a throuple, the way I see it🤷🏽‍♀️🤭.

~ Star✨️

The Magic Number

Prompt: Why have one when you could have two? Especially when those two are Freddy "Captain Everypower" "I-Will-Read-You-Comics-To-Sleep" Freeman and Anthea "Anne" "I-Will-Rearrange-Organs-For-You" Goddess/Daughter of Atlas. They don't say three is the magic number for nothing.

Timeline: Post S!:FOTG

TW/Content: Mutual Pining⚡️Mentions of doubt/insecurity⚡️Anne and Freddy being so, so lovely⚡️Polycule! Throuple content!!⚡️Billy pops in for a solid 0.4 seconds🤧

Reader: Fem! She/Her/Hers Pronouns! Polyamorous!

Requested By: Anon

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I definitely feel like this all started with a classic case of miscommunication. Like, you were already #besties4theresties with Freddy, and when Anthea showed up, he got to know her and etcetcetc, insert the events of the second movie...

But then, at some point (after the events of the movie), you ended up meeting her yourself, and you two become the ultimate girl duo for a while, like, everybody knows that if Anthea is around, you're not far behind. And vice versa.

But everyone also assumed Anthea and Freddy were a thing, so now everyone's confused until one day...

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"(Y/N)! Hey...!" Freddy came rushing up to you, as fast as he could move with a crutch in hand, with a familiar brunette following in suite. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw you, readying herself to greet you before Freddy cut her off with his insistent rambles.

"Okay, so, I've been meaning to tell you this forever, and I didn't exactly- Mm... I didn't really know how to go about it, but I kinda' just figured 'fuck it', so... (Y/N), this is-!"

"Anne!" You squealed, opening your arms for the girl to come rushing into. This act stunned Freddy completely, any words about to leave his throat dwindling out into a tiny croak. With his mouth agape and his eyes wide, he watched as you two practically fell over each other in your scramble to be as close as possible, which quickly shifted into catching-up-gossip before you finally realized your figures were still being gawked at.

"Close your mouth, babe, you'll catch flies." Anthea joked, and of course, you laughed. But it didn't take long for you to take quick notice of the term of endearment.

'Babe...'

It was now your turn for your lips to part, your pointer finger hurriedly pointing back and forth between your best friends in shock.

"Oh my god, you two are a thing?!"

"That's what I was trying to tell you!" Freddy exclaimed with a laugh. "I didn't know you two already knew each other!"

"Yeah, man!" You nodded. "I met her, like, the second week of school. We've been hanging out together ever since. Anne, I didn't know Freddy was the boyfriend...!"

Anthea nodded swiftly, as if all of her little stories, rants, and raves had been obviously about him the whole time.

"I've been friends with him since I was in, like, kindergarten!"

"(N/N), that's so cute!" Anthea cooed with a nickname for you, poking at your sides lightly before adding teasing words right after. "But, I feel like I've known you even longer, so~...!"

In a sudden flurry of emotion, Freddy's world's had collided. His best girl and his girlfriend, the two of them a daring duo he had been so excited to create, only to learn that they had become so on their own. And now, the three of you would form the ultimate trio. Because what could possibly go wrong there?

"I mean, can you believe we're so close that people actually thought we were dating?"

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Sure, what Anthea had said was meant to be a harmless joke. And, don't get me wrong, both you and Freddy laughed.

But it was a notion that never really left Freddy's mind, a little bubble constantly floating around in the back of his brain.

'Dating?' He thought. And not in a crude way, of course. He had no qualms with the idea of your sexuality ranging from anything other than straight, same went for Anthea's. It was just that the thought of you two together somehow made perfect sense. Clear sense. Which... was odd at first. Because... well... him and Anthea made clear, perfect sense, too.

Didn't it?

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"How do you feel about (Y/N)?"

It was a sudden question, seemingly out of the blue, especially right now. In the middle of their date.

"(Y/N)?"

And though it was a curveball, Anthea nevertheless seemed to perk up at just the mention of you. Her eyes twinkling, her smile broadening, the girl even going as far as to fix her posture. As if the subject of you were to be approached with the utmost clarity and sincerity.

"I mean, where do I even start? She's really the most amazing friend anyone could have. I mean, besides you and your family, of course! But, I just mean... like, it's nice when I'm with her. Don't you ever feel...burdened by the weight being a hero comes with?"

"Sometimes." Freddy admitted with a nod. "When I'm with (Y/N), I... it's like being free from it all. Just for a little while. Normal. She's... caring, and-and smart, and she just... gets me, y'know?"

"I know exactly what you mean." Anthea agreed with an eager nod to his words. "I feel this... this warmth. Kind of like with you. When we first met. Inviting, welcoming-"

"Judgment free."

"Yes. She's got something I just can't place. Something that's hard to find in most people. She's..."

"She's perfect."

And while Freddy hadn't shyed away into filling in the blanks, he caught himself the moment he had admitted his thoughts. It wasn't to say he was discrediting you of those earlier stated qualities, but he also in no way wanted to disrespect or disregard what him and Anthea had. Because that was special too. She was special, too.

"And so are you! Obviously- Duh, like-"

"Yes, yeah, of course!" Anthea stumbled, failing at hiding the blush clouding up her own cheeks. "I mean, I think you're special too. You're very special, Freddy."

She placed a comforting hand atop of his own.

"You and (Y/N) are very special to me."

Freddy smiled. He agreed.

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He wasn't the only one with such confusing, maybe even contradictory thoughts running through his mind, though. But, unlike him, you really didn't have anyone to confide in.

No one to properly convey such thoughts to, no one who wouldn't shun or shame you for thinking such ways about two separate people. People you called your closest friends, no less!

...Well... actually...

You had Billy, but since when does he ever know what he's talking about?

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"...And, ugh... I don't know, dude. It's all just... weird."

Billy nodded, trying his best and hardest to both understand and formulate a solution to what you had let him know was a problem.

But, then again...

"It doesn't have to be."

You perked up at his words, uncovering your face with your hands and shooting him a confused glance towards his spot on the couch. He had even paused his video game for you, looking towards you with green eyes that screamed, 'Isn't the answer obvious?'.

"Weird, I mean. It doesn't have to be weird if you don't want it to be."

"How can it not be weird?" You deadpanned, throwing your arms and letting them harshly fall back into your lap. "I've-... I'm finally admitting to myself that I've had a crush on Freddy since...forever. And boom, just like that, my best friend comes in and sweeps him off of his feet. And I didn't even know about it 'til months later!"

"You're making yourself sound hopeless."

"Gee, thanks, Billy." You hummed sarcastically. "Real encouraging."

He shrugged. You went on.

"Look, all I'm saying is... it's just...weird to suddenly feel all of these different things at once, okay? Because then, sometimes I think it's not Freddy that I really like. And that I'm mixing up these feelings. That it's... that it's Anne who I really like. And that maybe-"

"-It's okay to love them both, you know..."

A pause lingered in the air at his words, Billy casually unpausing his game while your eyes narrowed in his direction.

"...Did you just quote 'The Vampire Diaries'?"

"Mary has been watching it on repeat for months, I literally can't get the actor's faces out of my head!"

With the shake of your own head in dismay, you couldn't help but entertain Katherine Pierce's words. They were sudden, yet, actually kind of wise. Extra shocking coming from Billy Batson, of all people, but...

"Do... do you actually believe that? Would they...would they even...?"

You couldn't even finish your own question, too flushed with embrassment at just the mere thought.

"Go find out. They should be home any second now, anyway." Billy shrugged once more, mouth stuffed with half of a pizza roll.

"You are zero help." You scoffed, storming out of the house as he called after you.

"But you're going, aren't you?!"

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As much as it vexed you to admit it, maybe Billy actually knew what he was talking about. Just this once, though.

And while yes, you did jog all the way home in search of your phone (because that fear of rejection had you NOT wanting to physically face that at all💀) and began to type away in Anthea's inbox, it didn't seem to matter.

Because Freddy had already reached out to you first...

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Over time and conversation, it had become apparent to all three of you that a mutual crush circled all around. No way to shield or avoid it, no way to subdue it. And, with only a leap of faith to determine your actions, the three of you simply decided to embrace it.

It was through sheer willpower and an overabundance of both love and fear that caused Freddy to make it official, bringing the two of you together for a date that ended with him asking the both of you if you would take him as your boyfriend. Naturally, agreeance swiftly followed, along with the consent to being each other's girlfriend. A throuple was born, not only iconic, but a loving one that lasted as long as the three of you lived...

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It was a little awkward and unknowing at first, hard to get used. Especially for Freddy, who couldn't even fathom the idea of a girlfriend in the past, now blessed with two. But he hardly spared a moment, making sure that the two of you knew he would be there with plenty of love to go around.

As a matter of fact, I feel like (as a whole, as a throuple) your guy's main love language would be words of affirmation. The three of you constantly reminding, affirming, and simply just speaking into existence of how much you all truly care and love each other. It helps to wound any moments of jealousy or spurs of needed attention.

Not to mention the constant hand-holding/playing between y'all🤧😻. I feel like Freddy is constantly playing with you or Anthea's hands.

Anthea definitely isn't hesitant to show either one of you off. Both of you at once! Girly is used to seeing/being around relationships like this (like I said in my little note at the beginning, Greek gods definitely have different societal "standards" than humans do) so don't be surprised when she's happily showering you both with kisses 'hello' and 'goodbye' one moment, and glaring at passerbys who even just THINK to give a weird look/comment the next.

Freddy, kind of like Anthea, is super flirty and cocky about it up front. Like, hello, two girlfriends that love a cherish him. Who tf wouldn't want that? But, it's his doubts that lie on the inside, rumors sometimes getting to him or his own insecurities of the two of you leaving him weighing heavy in his heart and mind.

Not that he doesn't trust y'all for even a second. He's just... not so used to being seen for him. Really him, not just his little Captain Everypower persona, yk?

But, he gets over it pretty quick when you guys are right there to give him ample amounts of reassurance and love.

And that's all just the beginning...!!

I'm definitely making a part two to this at some point!! This is just too good, I have more thoughts in the tank (such as: more cutesy little couple stuff, coming out a throuple to the family, and a bonus, a short story/imagine at the end of a how a date would go) so yeah!

Be on the lookout for that! I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it🥲🫶🏽!

~ Star✨️

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n7punk · 2 years

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what does chevron mean in your ask about lonnie? I am idiot🤝

oh no worries. chevron is i Think a term that has seen some usage, but mostly as push back to the "love triangle" trope in YA fiction. so you know how for a while there it seemed like every YA book had to have a "love triangle" where the protag was caught between two guys (who were often either identical or one was "safe" and the other was "bad")? well people got fed up with that and also pointed out it was never actually a love "triangle" because that implied the men were interested in each other as well. when i say its a shipping chevron, i mean two people are interested in the same person, but not each other, which would provide the third line that actually turns it into a triangle.

the chevron is a style of polyamoury also! something ive noticed is that most "ot3" ships are three people who are all dating each other and usually no one else, which from what ive seen is the rarest form of polyamory in real life (though i could be wrong, i haven't seen statistics, ive just met exactly 1 throuple in real life that was actually in partnerships together and not just having threesomes and only two of the people in that relationship actually lived together).

in my experience, more often polyamory means 2(+) people who are dating each other as well as other, separate people. so person a & b are dating each other, but person a is also dating person c, and person b is dating a 4th person d, but b is not dating c, and a is not dating d. of course there are many kinds of polyamory and relationship arrangements (maybe a & b are both dating person c and then just b is dating d), but fanfiction primarily portrays 3+ people all dating each other which is why i specifically referred to it as a chevron (and part of the reason i portray the Horde Trio the way i do, because it matches my personal experience of polyamory).

i think the "everyone is mutually dating" thing might be most common because cishet couples sometimes bring in a "third" for sex/threesomes, in which case both people in the couple end up involved with the third person sexually, so people who aren’t poly themselves are kind of familiar with the "all three of us are involved” thing and maybe feel more insecure about someone who has partnerships with other people they aren't as close with themselves.

ive discovered i have trouble thinking like a monogamous person at all and cant really imagine ever getting jealous of any of my partners being involved with someone, so maybe im overcompensating trying to understand that perspective and adding in more jealousy than is normal, but to me it does make More sense to be insecure about your partner being with a third person who you aren't involved with than one that you're also dating, so it might make more sense for people who are monogamous to write polyamory that way.

again, that is a style of polyamory that definitely does happen, it just hasn't been my personal experience with it, which is reason number 67 i write the trio the way i do.

#was this answer way more than you expected lol #it certainly Wandered #ask #anon

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sugarmaplewings-fics · 3 years

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KiriDeku Relationship HC’s

Pairing: Midoriya x reader x Kirishima

Warnings: Jus some poly fluff for you here

Author’s Note:

I keep telling myself that I’m going to take a break and go on hiatus, but then I proceed to just keep writing like I’m running out of time.

Anyway, shoutout to @in-this-house-we-stan-izuku for shipping me with these boys earlier! They really are my favorites :) And thanks to anon Neo for sending me this request! Again, it’s taking me an atrociously long time to get through them, but I hope that will change these next few months. I’m really going to work at getting them done and clearing my inbox, I can’t stand leaving my requests closed for so long :(

Enjoy this rarepair! I love the concept so much and I’d like to write a full fic or drabble sometime in the future ♡ ♡ ♡

-Sugar

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● I'd say that y'all were a throuple pretty quick

● Izuku definitely had a crush on the both of you

● Kirishima was so cool to him, and he loved your personality just as much

● And it's likely you had a crush on both of them as well

● Maybe you and Midoriya ended up dating first, but felt like something might have been missing

● You realized that you'd both taken interest in a certain redhead, and it wasn't long until you invited him into the relationship

● And bam;

● I think of Kiri as being the slightly more dominant one

● He's a little more openly protective of the two of you

● He's definitely the most open about your relationship, and he always wants each of you on one of his arms when you're out and about

● Eijirou and Izuku have a lot of mutual respect for one another

● They both admire the other's manliness and strong wills, and they're pretty good at working and training together

● They like training together, and if you're a hero, they'll train with you too

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● Now, of course in the relationship, they treat you like the freaking royal you are 👑

● Respectful kings, we stan

● They're both great listeners and generally give pretty great advice if you need it

● Kirishima likes to tell you how manly you are and Midoriya is literally the sweetest most precious being

● They like pampering and spending time with you

● Eijirou always goes out of his way to shower you with his affection and love. Making you and Izuku smile or laugh is literally his new favorite thing

● He's a pretty big flirt when he wants to be and making the two of you flustered is now a primary goal in his life

● If you're also a flirt, you best believe you and Kiri are going to gang up on Midoriya to see who can get him to blush the most. All in good fun, of course

● Neither of them is the jealous type, so everything's pretty chill

● You're just always there for each other, no matter what

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● When it comes to dates, these boys will go all-out in their own way

● Big on picnic dates in the park, or just hanging out at the beach for hours together

● They really like being out and spending time with you

● Y'all have banger movie nights at Midoriya's apartment

● His mom is literally the best and loves both you and Kiri to pieces

● Cooks for the three of you spontaneously, and basically takes you in as her own children

● All of you have fanboy/girl/person tendencies, which lead to long discussions and ramblings about both yours and their current obsessions

● DORKS, the three of you, istg

● You could stay up for hours just chatting, and it doesn't even matter what topics you pick, it's just fun

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And now it's time for Sugar to lose her mind over physical affection

● Ok literally snkdnfkabnckjdbs this is super obvious by this point if you've been paying attention, but you've got literally one of the softest, sweetest, fluffiest relationships you could ask for here hajsbbaslksdnfh

● Think about it: Sunshine boi + sunshine boi + you

● Yasss

● I'd say that most of the time, during cuddle sessions, you're going to end up sandwiched between the two boys, in their arms

● They both just want to hold you so freaking much, and who are you to deny them?

● I headcanon that Kirishima is literally one of the warmest people ever (aside from like, Todoroki's left side or somth pfft) and he and Midoriya combined give the best hugs2

● Top tier, can't stress this enough

● Y’all love getting wrapped up in a huge blanket and just having some quality snuggles for an hour or two 👌

● Great time for deep convos

● Or even just taking a quick nap! Lord knows the three of you need it

…

● Midoriya's not big on PDA, but Kirishima's fine with it

● He will full on give you a good smooch in public if you already said you were okay with that

● And even if you're not, he'll respect that and wait until he can get you and Izuku in private

● Both of them like hand-holding though, no matter where

● Two hands? Two partners? Oh, it's all coming together

● If you try to get out of participating in hand-holding, they'll pout and give you puppy dog eyes

● Cold is the heart of whoever can say no to even one of their faces, let alone if both of them are doing it to you at once

● But don't forget that they'll never force you to do something you really don't want to

● Y'ALL 👏 HYPE 👏 EACH 👏 OTHER 👏 UP 👏 CONSTANTLY 👏

● Everyone has their insecurities, but it's hard to get too down on yourself with these two lovely boyfriends at your side!

● They always seem to know what to say, and they're never any less supportive of you

● And you've got their backs just as much. If someone has an icky day, the other two are there with blankets and snacks and kisses for the rest of the evening

● Midoriya tends to be more of a receiver than a giver when it comes to kisses since he tends to get flustered. But even so, his kisses are so soft and sweet

● Loves having his cheeks kissed. Kiss his freckles, play with his hair—do that and he'll love you forever (not like he already doesn't)

● You can fight me when I say that Kirishima loves being super romantic

● Gives some of the best kisses out there

● He's always so passionate and every time he kisses you, it's like he can't stop smiling

● He can't get enough when it comes to make-out sessions

● All in all, I think we need to see more of this

● They just love and cherish you so much and you're the best thing that ever happened to them >:(

● Overall 11/10 relationship, can and will daydream about constantly

━━━━━━♡♤♡━━━━━━

Taglist: @basicaegyo @fourteenow @iiminibattlehero @katsugay @nabo39 @pyrofanatic @sendhelpimstupid @xoxopam4

#midoriya izuku #midoriya headcanons #deku headcanons #midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #deku x reader #kirishima eijirou #kirishima headcanon #kirishima x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou x reader #kirideku x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #reader insert #request fulfilled!#anon neo #sugar fics #sugar hcs

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inyoursheets · 3 years

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ahem foreshadowing and repetition

foreshadowing: what are your future writing plans and ambitions?

hahaha help. plans? ambitions????? me???????????? im not an ambitious person?? fine ok, in no particular order:

finish writing chapter 1 of the grocery store manager!AU follow-up that’s basically just non-stop sex scenes w the faintest hint of plot every now and then

continue writing chapter 2 of same fic

write vague, canon-compliant, angsty wip 1 that made more of itself known to me today and hurting my feelings

write vague, canon-compliant, angsty wip 2 that’s basically just a title and a vibe but has me excited nonetheless

write a book

continue writing self-indulgent, unrealistic, married!brio pwp

write canon-compliant pwp before s4 starts bc i like the set-up

make a zine. any zine. i have a billion ideas

continue developing screenplay

write screenplay

one day write exes!fic follow-up bc im not satisfied

keep writing that strangers!AU pwp where beth is a lawyer bc i watched an episode of suits and im lazy

continue writing poetry thingy

write bdsm fic

write fwb-to-lovers fic that i wanna develop into a proper multichapter fic but i havent given it any thought beyond like, two of the sex scenes

write drabbles in the same universe as the threesome fic just for myself in case i get stuck w/ all of the above and wanna flee to my comfort throuple

this list is overwhelming me!!!! im a slow writer this it too much somebody help me!!!!!!!!! it’s gonna take forever to write all these fics, let alone original stuff

repetition: is there anything you find you repeat across your witting projects? symbols, tropes, descriptions, themes?

oh yeah definitely. and im just getting started. mind you, i got back into writing in january this year. things that keep coming back include

general ponderings not on how to love but how to let yourself be loved

intimacy ??

colors i get too attached to for specific stories

sunlight. i saw this tweet the other day that said “fiction writers love sunlight the way poets love the moon” .......ive never seen anything more accurate in my life.

supposedly ridiculous amounts of sex scenes

original female characters i force you to not hate

mutual pining lol

a bunch of other things im forgetting rn

thank you!!!!!

writing technique questions to ask someone who knows nothing about writing technique

#ahem???????#also why are YOU asking about my writing plans???? you’re the most up to date about my wips out of any living soul???#anyway im gonna go cry over the amount of writing ~plans and ambitions~ i apparently have haha help #i wish i could write at a faster rate but noooooo #ask games #ask #medievalraven #my fic

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2020 / 24

There are only 2 things I can do on an airplane – dose up on sleeping meds and pass out, or order one too many cappuccinos, keep my exhausted brain awake, and will it to talk to paper. The flight from JFK was in the afternoon and in the chaos of leaving for the airport early in the morning, I forgot to pack my pills.

Two cappuccinos in, my hands were shaking and begging to be typing out the Mrs. Maisel speed monologue that constantly runs in my head. Even though there is a month left in this year, I decided to do my annual New Years Eve post. Over the last 3 days, I’ve been drilling it down to go from gibberish to slightly readable.

Here it is.

Like the rest of the world, in January, I was blissfully unaware of the shitstorm that would follow. I got into several colleges on the East Coast for a Master’s in Finance degree. Every day, I would race down the stairs with my laptop and show my parents: another admit, another scholarship! On the surface, I was making pro and con lists for each one. Deep down, my heart had already picked Fordham in New York. It was New York. Nothing else would cut it.

The day after I turned 24 in January, I also met my (now ex) boyfriend on the internet. Completely by accident, he saw my profile because a mutual friend followed my writing. Two days later, she texted me and said he would like to talk to me. Did I want to talk to some boy studying in Paris? I was single and bored and already had my year laid out for me, so why wouldn’t I?

It moved quickly. Three months later, we had been speaking every day and were exclusive. We had not hung out in person. It was stupid, but I had never come across anybody who liked me as much as he did. In every relationship I had been in before this, I always knew I was more emotionally involved. I fell in love with his devotion to me – he would stay home (who stays home in Paris!) and choose to spend virtual time with me over going to clubs with his friends. I watched myself become the epicenter of his life and thought – this is how much I’ve always wanted to mean to somebody.

In March when the pandemic hit and India shut down, my father sent a car to pick me up from my internship in Bombay, where I had moved two weeks ago. I didn’t pack so much as my toothbrush – the driver brought me home and I had no idea that it would be months before I’d get to leave again.

Morales stayed high in the beginning – we thought it would end in 21 days, then 2 months, then 5. It has taken over the whole year now, and despite us gridlocking it into “2020,” we all know the first half of 2021 will also be filled with masks and sanitizers and not hugging your friends. I wonder if I will ever settle into somebody’s arms without cringing again.

March melted into April, that melted into one long drawl until suddenly it was August and college was beginning the following week. I found myself refreshing the US consulate’s website absent mindedly one afternoon, and all appointments that had been suspended suddenly showed you a tiny little bar that read “reschedule.” I screamed and clicked.

I had thought I would be spending the year stuck at home, awake and attending classes at odd hours. While my classmates went to happy hours in dive bars in Manhattan, I would be in my bedroom, still chained to my parents’ curfews and ultimatums. But then suddenly, I was standing before a US immigration officer in Bombay, and he was telling me I had been granted my student visa.

All that was left to do was book a flight to New York, and break the news to my boyfriend, who was on his way to my abandoned apartment at this very moment for our first date, 7 months after we first began speaking. He had come home in March when France went into lockdown, and it was starting to feel like a throuple with long distance, the third and very present member in our relationship.

I packed up the belongings I had left there, and we sat across from each other on the double bed. I kissed him first. There were roadblocks, and our personalities and views clashed on so many important things, but I loved him. Two days later, I said: I have to leave for New York in 3 weeks. He didn’t take it well.

In September, I landed at JFK. When the wheels of the plane made contact with the runway, I was smiling behind a mask I’d had on for 16 hours. On the Air Train to Manhattan, I felt a sense of happiness wash over me and toyed with the possibility that maybe I wouldn’t mind if it was just me in this city. I would be okay alone.

I found an apartment, a roommate, signed a lease in a beautiful building in Hell’s Kitchen, walking distance from college. I met lots of people from my class and instantly picked out the ones I wanted to become good friends with. I dove straight into academics and extra curriculars at college – after 5 months of nothing happening, life was suddenly exciting again.

When New York lit up every night, it felt like anything was possible. I started eating better and walking a lot. My hair grew out from the bad haircut I’d gotten the year before. Coffee was no longer just coffee, it was finding a new café and walking through Central Park. Drinks were not just drinks, they were about accidentally stumbling onto a secret bar in the East Village, finding favorite spots in the neighborhood, letting a cute waiter recommend a cocktail to me even though I was perfectly capable of picking one myself.

The boyfriend and I were fighting more than usual. I was getting tired of it. We had discussed a life together, but it was slowly and surely becoming clear to me that I would resent myself for making big compromises for a person who still had a lot of growing up left to do. As New York got cold, I did too – without trying. When one particular argument got really bad, I asked for a break from the relationship. He didn’t like it.

A week later, I woke up to a girl sending me screenshots on Instagram of her conversation with him (pre me asking for a break) on a dating app, and without getting into details, I will tell you it was not a conversation anybody with a girlfriend should have been having. I should have been broken in half on the inside, but now I could finally say, without feeling guilty – this relationship was not working, nobody was happy, and you were so unhappy you thought talking to other women was okay. I spent all of one day drinking with a friend in Central Park and sobbing myself to sleep.

But mostly, what hit me after the initial shock had died down was a tsunami of relief. I felt lighter, freer. I try not to think too hard about the trauma that comes from finding out that the person you think is so devoted to you, and definitely loves you more than you love them (or so you think) is being unfaithful, because it hurts a part of me that is already very bruised from all the things that have happened to me before. So I don’t.

But it was New York. I was young and smart and there was a wine shop down the block that sold $14 bottles of Moscato. I didn’t need much else to know I would be okay. At 20, I would have jumped right back into going on dates every other night to distract myself from what had happened, then never called any of those men back. At 24, this emotional speed bump resulted in a lot of quiet introspection in my bedroom. I spent a lot of time alone, on the phone with friends, and walking around the city. I had learnt to like my own company enough to not fill a suddenly empty void with anybody else’s, even though there have been several tempting offers in this past month, and sometimes, I have succumbed to them, but mostly I am very strict with who deserves my company.

It was nice to spend that second month in New York by myself. I owed absolutely nobody a single minute of my time. No one asked me questions, or called me and expected me to share my day unless I wanted to, and once I had worked hard and cleared out the things from my to do list for the day, time stretched out before me and I had the autonomy to decide the smallest thing down to who to meet, what to eat, how much to sleep.

I didn’t let my academics and ambition suffer – no matter what happens, I never do and I never will. The grades stay up – it’s built into my system. I am back home now and just 2 days in, I find myself wishing I hadn’t left New York. I was starting to build a life I liked there, and the only price I had to pay for it was a 4 pm sunset. It would have been slightly lonely, but I like the time I spend by myself. I worked hard to become like that.

This month, I will see my friends here at home. I’ve missed them. I can’t believe I grew up in this city and I already feel so alienated from it just from 60 days of living away. Is that how badly I wanted to leave?

I might be dramatic and fly back on my 25th birthday, so that I can say, “I was on a flight,” and ignore the slowly expanding bubble of dread that comes with turning that old. I like the ambiguity of airports and I’m the sort of inherently sad person who would love to be alone and unreachable on my birthday.

I acknowledge that my problems this year have been so small in the face of those of us who have lost family members, contracted the virus, had to give up internships or had jobs taken from us, been torn away from family, or had to make it through this alone.

I feel almost guilty that good things have happened to me in a year that has predominantly been bad for almost everyone else. I feel apologetic, even though from 2017 to 2019, I was treated like life’s sick joke so I should deserve these good things that I worked hard for.

I definitely feel myself growing up, though. Emotionally I find I have a clearer idea of what I want from relationships and friendships, and I don’t second guess cutting off anybody who doesn’t serve that purpose or messes with my mental peace. I still have days when self-doubt comes over for a cup of tea, leaves me weak in the knees, but most days are free of it. I am also moving out of that chameleon phase where I mirrored what I thought a room full of new people would want from me, and I am unapologetically myself, irrespective of who’s watching.

Last year I remember wishing for something stupid, like “I wish there was somebody to kiss on New Years Eve,” because I’ve never had anybody to smack lips with when it’s midnight. This year, I don’t care. I’ll kiss myself in the mirror, for all I care. I love her. She’s my homie.

It’s been a weird year. I know who I was in 2019, and I remember wondering if I was proud of her. Things were still in purgatory then. But I steered my life and brought it back on track. This year, I am proud of myself without doubting it.

There’s no measuring scale for personal growth, but if there was, I feel at least a couple of inches taller in 2020.

#personal 2020 writing

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I heard you wanna write a soulmate AU, so how about Soulmate AU + Not a Date?

24 (Soul Mate AU) & 46 (Not a date)

Kara and Alex were in the business of Love. Or more specifically, they were in the business of sparking the first stirrings of affection between soulmates. Or even more specifically, they were in the business of shooting love-tipped arrows at various individuals as assigned to them by upper management.

The process was very simple:

Everyday, they checked their emails, downloaded the relevant files—name, photo, other basic information—onto their smartwatches, shadowed their targets, then shot them with an arrow once the timer counted down to zero.

For the most part, cupids worked alone. There were certainly times when Kara and Alex have teamed up—having been assigned the other half of the same pair—or times when Winn would tag along for the occasional throuple-to-be. But oftentimes, love didn’t really work that way.

After all, love wasn’t, by any means, an exact science. Mutual true love at first glance was simply impossible.

People hardly ever fell in love right away. They might, instead, fall in love the third—fourth, fifth, or maybe even the twenty-fifth—time they saw each other.

Or they fell in love at different times. So, it was not uncommon for Kara to successfully complete an assignment, only to come back weeks or months later for their partner as well.

But Kara was damn good at her job! Which was why it was especially frustrating when she couldn’t track down her latest target with the timer at the five minute marker.

In her careless rush, Kara managed to knock down a woman who just happened to be walking in her path. She was quick to offer a hand and help the woman to her feet, and… it hurt…?

It wasn’t exactly physical pain, per se; cupids were practically indestructible, so Kara had barely felt the impact.

But it was definitely something… bodily. The moment the woman’s eyes met Kara’s, she felt her stomach caving in on itself.

“Are you okay?” the woman asked, a good thirty seconds after Kara had tried to say it herself. “Sorry, guess I didn’t see you there.”

“My fault, my fault,” Kara said hastily. “Sorry.”

The woman’s brow dipped. “You look a little… lost. Do you need help finding anything?”

“Nope.” Then Kara mentally kicked herself. “Actually, yeah, maybe. I’m looking for…” she trailed off, surreptitiously glancing down at her smartwatch to refresh her memory, “… a Pamela Byers?”

“Oh, Pam? She’s the head of our HR department,” the woman said brightly. “Here, I’ll take you.”

And it was with this woman’s help that Kara just managed to make her deadline—sending out an invisible dart with a quick flick of the wrist, striking Pam right between the shoulder blades just as she was opening a text message from her boyfriend.

Later, when Kara brought up the mysterious pangs that Lena Luthor—well, just Lena, the woman had insisted as they shook hands—had roused in her belly, Alex just raised an eyebrow and suggested that Kara refer back to the handbook.

“Why? How is that relevant?”

“You’ve worked five whole years as a cupid and never once heard of a ‘crush’?” Alex asked, incredulous.

Kara rolled her eyes. “Of course, I know what that is. I just don’t see how that’s relevant for me specifically. I’ve never… you know. We… don’t get crushes.”

Alex shrugged as she took a sip of beer. “Check the handbook.”

Kara did. The symptoms sounded remarkably familiar, which just made her want to eat an entire box of doughnuts and watch a re-run of Friends, which she felt no need to resist.

Kara and Lena started spending more time together. They sorta hit it off after that first encounter and decided to have more.

And they weren’t dates—as Alex would often refer to them with a cheeky grin—but rather… casual hangouts, platonic meet-ups, a friendly gathering of two and only two because that’s what friends were for, right?

Meanwhile, Kara’s impossible crush only deepened with each hello, flourished with every affectionate smile, and ached whenever their hands brushed against each other.

Then came the day that Kara had always dreaded might come, and now it was Lena’s information that was being downloaded onto her smartwatch, accompanied with a timer—Kara’s imminent devastation distilled down to a simple, steadily diminishing number.

Kara dragged her feet and time. She repeatedly considered hanging up her metaphorical quiver and all the duties that came with it. She talked it out with her sister, who just expressed her trust in Kara to do the right thing in the end.

And so Kara did. She felt her watch vibrate as the timer hit zero, and sent an arrow hurtling toward Lena’s chest. Then she spun on her heel and walked away, unwilling and unable to even bear witness to what would happen next.

“Kara?” A voice called after her, a hand encircled her wrist and tugged her around. “Hey, I thought that was you! What are you doing here?”

Lena was smiling up at her, bright and dazzling, a slight pink dusting her cheekbones. Kara could only blink down at her own hand, watch as Lena grasped it with both of her own, her fingertips running over Kara’s knuckles with affection.

“Me?” Kara asked breathlessly, incredulously, hopefully.

Lena laughed, and Kara’s heart swelled. “Yes, you! I don’t know of any other Karas, and even if I did, you’d be my favorite.”

“You’re my favorite too.” Kara shook her head furiously. “I mean, like, favorite person. Not like favorite Kara. You’re not Kara; I am. You’re Lena, which is even better.”

“Well… I’m a bit partial to Karas myself,” Lena said with a wink. “Hey, wanna grab lunch? I was just about to head over to that new Asian fusion place.”

And Kara never could say no to food, and it turned out that Lena offering food was an even more enticing combination.

Bonus scene:

Kara was engaging in one of her new favorite pastimes: gushing on and on about Lena Luthor.

“I can’t believe the sheer dumb luck,” she was saying, “of developing a crush on the one person who’d fall in love with me!”

Alex just snorted. “Yeah. Luck.” She poked Kara square in the stomach, right where the warmth had first blossomed that fateful day. “Keep tellin’ yourself that, slugger.”

#my asks.#my words.#trope mash ups #supercorp #long post

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insanityclause · 5 years

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Betrayal stars Tom Hiddleston, Zawe Ashton and Charlie Cox Relish Their Love Triangle

Harold Pinter’s 1978 drama Betrayal, is one of the Nobel Prize-winning playwright’s most popular works. It has been produced on Broadway four times and is currently on the boards in a starry, stripped-down transfer from London’s West End. The production, helmed by British director Jamie Lloyd, features Avengers star Tom Hiddleston, Daredevil’s Charlie Cox and Zawe Ashton as the show’s “throuple,” as Cox recently put it. Betrayal has always attracted big names; Raul Julia, Blythe Danner, Liev Scheiber, Juliette Binoche, John Slattery, Daniel Craig and Rachel Weisz have all appeared in the play on the Great White Way. Why is Pinter’s tale of infidelity and deception, told backward from the end of the affair to its first blush, such catnip for actors? Broadway.com sat down with the show’s current headliners to find out.

“It is a modern masterpiece,” Hiddleston, who plays Robert, the betrayed husband in the piece, says. “It’s a play about relationships and intimacy and how three very complex people relate—three people, who at one time love each other and trust each other, betray each other. I think those are very human things that aren’t specific to any one era. People were like that in 1978, and people were like that in 1988, 1998, and here we are in 2019. And I think Pinter’s very specific analysis or presentation of these three complex relationships is very honest and very daring and very profound.”

Though there is one central affair in the play, there are many betrayals. The stars took a crack at counting them. “It’s a big catalogue, actually,” Ashton says about the nine or so they calculated. After noting the self-evident treachery of marriage and friendship, they looked into some of the less obvious betrayals in the play: “The betrayal of the children,” says Zawe Ashton, noting that each couple in the piece has two children. Then Hiddleston jokes about an unwritten character: “The betrayal of Judith by Harold Pinter!” Judith is the unseen wife of Cox’s Jerry.

On a more serious note, perhaps what makes the show so relatable is that no personal experience with infidelity is required from audiences in order to feel the show’s reverberations deeply. “There’s the portrayal of the younger self,” Ashton says, adding another betrayal to the list. “As you get older, you sometimes unwittingly betray your more youthful ideals. And because this is a play that’s told backwards, I think that’s something that people seem to be really getting a lot from is the play ends with these three people in the place of real hope. And that’s heartbreaking.” It’s especially poignant in a play that unspools backwards. “I think that’s what people are really responding to is that working back of the clock and thinking where did it all go wrong?” Ashton says. Cox agrees: “The past ends in the beginning,” he says. “And [we’re] exploring the idea that it’s only through the betrayal of oneself that you leave yourself open to be betrayed and to betray others.”

Hiddleston adds that by the time the show closes in December, the cast will have performed the piece for a full year. “As you do it iteratively, you discover more and more, and the one that I’ve got really interested in at the moment is the betrayal of poetry by prose,” he says. The two leading roles are in the publishing business, and the conversation of commerce versus art comes up. “Robert and Jerry are old friends,” Hiddleston says. “Their friendship was forged in a mutual admiration of poetry. Jerry was at Cambridge and Robert was at Oxford, and they were editors of poetry magazines. And now Robert’s a publisher and Jerry’s a literary agent, both very successful. But their success has been born on the back of the publication of prose novels, which aren’t in accordance with their youthful ideals. The authors that these two are publishing, or supporting—they’re not worthy of their respect.”

Another reason the plays resonates is the evenhandedness with which Pinter exposes the responsibility (or lack thereof) for the proceedings. It allows audiences to withhold judgment of characters lying and cheating, for example. “The more I understand the play, and the more I learn about Harold and his life, I think that is really fundamental,” Cox says about the lack of obvious blame in the drama. “I feel like that was part of a feeling that he had at the beginning of the process of writing it—that it would be wrong and it would demonstrate not a very deep understanding of human beings and life to be able to pin a responsibility very clearly on something in this situation. There are many responsibilities and you must hold everyone, even smaller parts played, accountable.”

The direction of this production has the three characters on stage together the whole time. Their physical presence evokes the triangulation of their predicament. “I think audiences get a lot from [the staging] because you can really feel the loneliness that each person feels underneath the facade of the scenes that they have together,” Ashton says. “You realize it’s not as simple as being a woman who’s torn between two men. You see a woman who’s really torn between two lives and two selves and someone who is as emotionally vulnerable as either of the men.”

This staging, which Hiddleston says puts the “characters in the same orbit” until they fragment off on their own trajectories, also offers audiences psychological insight. “I think it’s like a ghost for the characters in the scene,” Cox explains. “They’re haunted like Jerry and Emma are haunted by the ghost of Robert. It keeps [everyone] alive in the mind.” Ashton adds that having all the parties present also enhances the performances: “It really does inform what journey your character’s on, she says. “And for me, it informs the next scene, sometimes even when you want to leave that scene behind and enter into the scene anew. There is that residual energy that you carry into the next scene, and it’s just lovely. I actually don’t know what I would do if I had to go off to the dressing room and be on my own. I can’t imagine this play being done in any other way.”

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"You realize it’s not as simple as being a woman who’s torn between two men."

"It’s only through the betrayal of oneself that you leave yourself open to be betrayed and to betray others."

[ Watch the interview in the link provided in source. ]

#Tom Hiddleston #Zawe Ashton #Charlie Cox #Betrayal Broadway #Broadway Buzz #Broadway dot com #tom hiddleston interview #October #hiddles 2019 #tom as robert #zawe as emma #charlie as jerry #harold pinter play #twhiddleston #new york city

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polyamoryus · 5 years

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Polyamory from the eye of the “unicorn” or the “third” (or.1)

When people say they are "in a relationship," they are generally referring to being one of a couple. They progress from the initial spark, to dating, to having sex, becoming exclusive, moving in together, getting married, and so on.

Polyamory (from Greek πολύ poly, "many, several", and Latin amor, "love") is the practice of, or desire for, intimate relationships with more than one partner, with the consent of all partners involved. It has been described as "consensual, ethical, and responsible non-monogamy".

If you're a poly newbie or more monogamously-oriented, there are probably a few phrases in here that you will be unfamiliar with. While some polyamorous relationships are not open to newcomers; other relationships allow new partnerships to develop. Like many other subcultures, the poly community has developed its own language. We use words like “compersion,” The feeling of joy associated with seeing a loved one love another; contrasted with jealousy. We use words like “polyfidelity” to describe an intimate relationship structure where all members are considered equal partners and agree to restrict sexual activity to only other members of the group., to distinguish them from relationships whose members are free to add new relationships. “Triad.” A polyamorous relationship between three people. Usually, this refers to a relationship where all three people are actively involved with each other (A is dating B, B is dating C, and A is dating C), also known as a "delta" or "triangle" triad or the more recently known as "throuple." The term can also refer to "vee" relationships, where two people are both dating one person (the hinge) but not each other. These relationships can be either open or closed/poly-fi.

A quad is the same as a triad, only with four people instead of three.

I couldn’t say Polyamory is either a good nor bad idea. It's a choice, just as monogamy is a choice. I'm polyamorous, so I like it.

I am polyamorous. I have a romantic relationship with multiple people at the same time.

I think I have always been polyamorous. Since I was a little kid, I have never liked the idea of having to pick sides. I remember my mom pointing out Brad Pitt and in my head, I thought Angelina Jolie looked just as nice as Brad, not one over the other, but both beautiful people. I remember fantasizing about couples in high school that were together, rather than just a cute boy or girl. I thought I was just a horny little teenager, but come to grow up and find out, it is a very normal feeling for some people. While it may not be an ideal fantasy or lifestyle for everyone, I found comfort in meeting likeminded individuals that shared the same thoughts or interests.

Having been in a triad for the past 6 years, Id say I have a great deal of experience when it comes to living the polyamorous lifestyle. Its not as complicated as it seems. Ive even met a dozen people who say they feel a sense of suffocating or being tied down in monogamous relationships. I was lucky to meet my partners at the young age of 18. Not really having much personal experience on monogamous relationships worked, other than what was displayed at home or on tv, all Ive really known is being poly. Ive always hated the idea of cheating, and even in my own family, Ive witnessed the urge to venture outside of the marriage. Ive always seen the curiosity, and in my head polyamory has always made sense.

When I met my girlfriend and boyfriend it was at a concert that I attended with a group of girls for promotional modeling. My now girlfriend was the top model. The first night I didn’t notice him a whole lot, but I knew they were together. She totally took the spotlight, I couldn’t take my eyes off her most of the evening. I remember thinking about her a lot after that night. She had my number and would text me sweet things and make me wonder about a lot. I knew she had a boyfriend, but she was totally flirting with me, and she was inviting me to come hang out with them.

Being so young, you could say i was somewhat prude to the whole thing. There was a lot of unspoken questions, that I just felt would be answered the more I came around. I was newly 18, at this age, I really wanted to be motivated in the right way. Ready to leave the nest, I was looking for a new experience. Boy , did I find it.

I never felt what I was doing was wrong, even though I can admit, it felt a little naughty. I was extremely attracted to her, and as my interest in her grew, so did my interest for him. Being the “third” I never wanted to step on her toes, or make her feel uncomfortable with me. After all, she was sharing everything with me, and I mean everything. In our type of triad, we do everything together, work together, eat together, sleep together, I think you get the point…. So my main goal and priority has always been making sure I knew my place. I have a huge amount of humility and respect for the foundation that brought us together.

I love the drive I share with my partners. Over the last 6 years, our business has grown as we have grown together. As the “third” partner entering their relationship, I feel they have done a whole lot in making sure I feel equal and comfortable.

The number one question we always get is, “how do you deal with jealousy” and I think the number one answer is always communication. As women , we feel, ALOT. So its important to talk about any and all feelings that surface. We basically lay them out on the table in our family meetings and make sure were always on the same page.

Our relationship was closed for many years due to me being uncomfortable with the idea of opening our triad. I don’t think I was ready to open my mind to the idea of having another girl, after all I was the other girl….right? Well, I still am, but I can share….. right? Well yes, this is alright. When it felt right, we went for it. After dozens of awkward questions on my part, I felt I was ready to flirt with and connect with new girls who might be interested in all of us. Again, we do everything together so dating is no different. Together we like to find people who like all of us together. We don’t separate for dates so our attraction must be completely mutual. Imagine how hard it is to find someone to connect with, now multiply that times three. Finding a fourth person to vibe with has not been easy. For a short while, we had a girl move in to our house and we were technically a “quad” for a few months. It’s a really interesting dynamic and takes a lot of strength, perseverance and consistency from all ends. It did not work out with this girl but thankfully we all shared a good time together while it lasted.

To me that’s what life is all about, making the most out of life, while it lasts. Life is so short, too short to wonder “what if ?” all the time.

I love being polyamorous. I feel I live my life to the absolute fullest and I look forward to giving more of an inside of what it’s like, the good, the bad, the pretty, the ugly. I used to google search for blogs coming from someone like me, for advice on these topics, so I figured I’d just write them in case anyone else is searching for an opinion. Thank you for reading!

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polyamoryus · 5 years

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I am in a polyamorous triad

A quad is the same as a triad, only with four people instead of three.

I couldn’t say Polyamory is either a good nor bad idea. It's a choice, just as monogamy is a choice. I'm polyamorous, so I like it.

I am polyamorous. I have a romantic relationship with multiple people at the same time.

To me that’s what life is all about, making the most out of life, while it lasts. Life is so short, too short to wonder “what if ?” all the time.

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