#poly bbs

[anonymouscheeses]

Exposing myself

#hazbin hotel #hazbin #hazbin hotel ship #hazbin hotel shipping #hazbin ships #the vees #poly vees #chaggie #radiohusk #unholy trinity #two and a half halos #cherrisnake #radiostatic #one sided radiostatic #lucifer x lilith #vaggie x men is my arch nemesis like- scratch the other disturbing ships... THIS..... THIS IS DISGUSTING 😭🙏 #ALSO. HELLO??? CHAGGILY ANYONE??? SO MUCH POTENTIAL AND ANGST OPPORTUNITY DONT SLEEP ON THEM PLSSSS 🙏🙏 #chaggie my bbs #radiohusk is underrated and i will die on this hill #also canon parent couples make me so happi so i had to put luci x lili up high cuzzz bro... the idea of them is probably better than canon.. #unholy virtue

[rainbow-neko-artblog]

Poly-BF the Multiverse Hero and his (arguably WAY COOLER then most other bf family setups) siblings.

#rnanimations #fan art #fanart #art #digital art #my art #friday night funkin #fnf #fnf boyfriend #Fnf BB #Fnf bf #Fnf big brother #hatsune miku #gorillaz 2d #sally face #fnf poly bf #poly bf #Polyverse

[jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue]

i had forgotten about bleeding butterflies part 14!!!! omw to read it right now.

but girl… i was thinking about a drabble 👀 for the ceo fic, namjoon or someone eating y/n out in the kitchen before they leave to an important meeting

DON'T FORGET TO TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT OF IT! I'm a needy writer atm.

So you wanted a drabble and I ended up writing a mini chapter 🤦🏽‍♀️ although I tweaked it a little, I hope you don't mind.

Warnings: smut, jealousy, oral (female receiving), maknaes causing their usual shit.

Namjoon’s head hangs low, his back hunched as he looks at his hands sadly.

“Did someone die?” You ask the room, half seriously half trying to lighten the mood.

The other CEOs look away from you, trying to hide their expressions from the lead CEO but inadvertently from you too.

“Babe what’s wrong?” You ask Namjoon, dropping your things at the door and kneeling beside him so you could see his solemn expression. Worry drummed through your veins as you take it in, you can’t breathe.

“The copying machine died,” he says completely heart broken

You inhale deeply in shock… what? The copying machine you wanted to throw down the stairs on your first day working with them? Finally, it died? Hallelujah! You glance at the other CEOs, finally noticing the amusement in their eyes that they were hiding so as not to offend Namjoon.

Soon you find yourself struggling to hide the same expression, bowing your head to the floor in an attempt to conceal it. You felt terrible for him, you did, he had some sort of weird affection for the bane of everyone’s existence at the company, but honestly you were slightly tempted to work for them again now you knew it was dead. 

“Should we hold a funeral?” Taehyung mutters under his breath to Jimin, audible enough for you all to hear along with the shorter CEO’s snicker. 

Jin gives them a half hearted glare of warning, expecting them to be considerate when Namjoon looked like his whole world came crashing down. 

“It may not mean anything to anyone else,” he sighs. “But it was the first thing I bought for that company.”

“Aww Joonie,” you rub his knee in comfort, pouting up at him with all the sympathy you could muster. It was cute, the way your ex boss and now boyfriend who could command a room with a breath looked so distraught over something so trivial. 

“It’s the sentimental value,” he further explains as if trying to justify his sadness, eyes imploring for you to understand him when the others were ridiculing him. 

“I know Joonbug,” you rise from your crouching position, arms around his neck as you embrace your soft hearted boyfriend as you sit beside him. 

“You know Kitten, I was really sad about it too,” Yoongi says emphatically, drowning his tone in pity. You look at him amused, arms still encircled around Namjoon who decides to bury his head in your neck, shaking your head at his attempts to gain your attention. 

“I bet,” you say, knowing exactly what he was up to. 

“I was really sad about it too,” Jimin tries to play the same game. 

“You just laughed at Hyung’s pain,” Jungkook calls him out, earning an elbow to his side for the comment. 

“Did you have a good day at work, Sunshine?” Hobi asks as Jin sighs at the youngest three, now bickering amongst themselves.

“Mmmm,” you say before yawning, tiredness setting into your bones as you play with Namjoon’s hair. “Had a lot of stuff to catch up with.”

Your eyes narrow at the troublesome trio, it was your first day back at work from the holiday and your managers were not sympathetic to your sick leave at all. All three of them grin back at you with no remorse, slight guilt of course, but no regrets whatsoever. 

“Why is it when you three play your games the rest of us have to deal with the aftermath?” Yoongi grumbles in thought, hating that you were probably overworked today. 

“As if you don’t play any games yourself hyung,” Jimin retorts, personally offended, glaring at him. 

“Games, I might point out, we’ve kept secret for you,” Taehyung’s deep timbre is uncharacteristically serious, annoyance spiking at the accusation. “Despite the fact you rat us out at every opportunity.”

Yoongi looks sheepishly away, unable to defend himself as the others look between the squabbling sides. 

“What secret?” Namjoon suddenly straightens, his interest piqued while both Yoongi and yourself give the 95 line warning glances. 

“Should we all have dinner?” You suddenly suggest while your palms start to sweat. “I’m starving.”

Namjoon looks at you suspiciously while Jin and Hoseok try not to burst out laughing at the unintended innuendo relating to the inside secret the rest of them barring the lead CEO were privy to. You, on the other hand, were trying to act innocent as if your life depended on it. You try to stand but a firm hold on your wrist pulls you back to the sofa. 

“What don’t I know?” Namjoon asks, creases appearing above his brows as he frowns. 

“You guys are dead,” Yoongi mutters seethingly to the duo who look all too proud of themselves, standing with their arms crossed as they watch the aftermath of their revelation pan out. 

Seokjin sighs at the childishness of it all, although he has to admit it is entertaining watching you and Yoongi squirm. 

“Do you remember how we made the rule not to rush anything with Sunshine?” Hoseok says with a toothy grin, earning himself a look of betrayal from his closest friend. 

“And the rule about not messing about at work?” Jin adds, “Well when beautiful was working with us anyway.”

“You mean the rule to be professional that baby girl set herself?” Namjoon’s one eyebrow shoots through the roof as he stares a hole into the side of your face, you however have your eyes to the ceiling trying to find that lost eye brow of his. Maybe it left the room, you should go look for it…

“That exact one, yes,” the oldest confirms with a smirk. 

Was it suddenly getting hot in here? Someone should open a window, you would but there was a serious CEO currently attached to your wrist like a handcuff. 

“What did you both do?” Namjoon asks when neither you or Yoongi elaborate voluntarily. 

“What you always wanted to do,” Jin sympathetically pats Namjoon’s shoulder while the rest of them lose it with laughter. 

“Do you remember the day you went into Yoongi hyung’s office looking for Sunshine but she wasn’t there?” Hoseok looks too pleased with himself as Namjoon nods after a moment of recollection. “She was there…”

Your ears are on fire, how do you always find yourself in this position? Why was it always you!

The man beside you is all too quiet for a moment, and you can feel your throat start to seize at his silence. 

“Where exactly was she?” his voice is gruff, already knowing the answer but asking for confirmation anyway. 

“Under hyung’s desk,” Jimin states bluntly, looking at Yoongi as if he won the war between them. “But what were you doing there angel?” 

You curse him loudly in your head, if looks could kill he’d be dead by both yours and Yoongi’s eyes. 

“Not being a good girl that's for sure,” Taehyung says smiling before the duo start laughing so hard Jimin almost falls to the floor. 

“That’s enough,” Jungkook takes pity on you both, albeit the secret was something he had been a little jealous over for a while. They all put it out of their minds, otherwise it would cause an insecurity in them. 

Yoongi was the only one you broke the rule for, it was a bit hard for them to accept and digest without falling into a rabbit hole.

“And I was the only one who didn’t know?” Namjoon says quietly, making that guilty feeling suddenly fill you to the brim. This was great, first his printer dies and now he finds out he was betrayed by the love of his life and his best friend. All this just after your recent betrayal with the maknaes. 

“Joonie it wasn’t on purpose,” you whine slightly, voice small as you finally look at him.

“Nothing’s on purpose with you,” he mutters, that was always the excuse when one of them dragged you into something. 

“Joon, that's not fair,” Hobi remarks, knowing he was only lashing out because he was hurt. “You know how irresistible we are to sunshine.”

He winks at you, hoping to lighten the atmosphere now that the consequences of their pandoras box was coming to fruit. 

—

He’s not dressed for work yet when he goes down to the kitchen for a morning coffee, halting at the door when he sees you already there and dressed to leave early. His gaze hardens, sleep leaving him completely as he takes you in. 

He strides towards you, power in every step, making your figure press against the kitchen counter at his demeanour. After yesterday's altercation he hid himself in his room and locked the door to clear his thoughts, but he couldn’t, they were plagued by the thought that Min Yoongi got to touch you first, have you first when he thought he was the first one. It was stupid and he knew it but it still caused that vein in his temple to pulse threateningly. 

“Are you still mad at me?” you ask, looking at him timidly as he stood in front of you breaking him out of his tumultuous thoughts. 

He shook his head, eyes penetrating yours with such intensity you were struggling not to squirm. No, if he was honest he wasn’t angry at you at all, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want payback.

“No baby girl,” his voice is gruff, a dangerous smirk playing on his face, “I’m hungry.”

You swallow at the sound of his sexy timbre that never failed to make your knees weak. 

“Oh, umm,” you forget how to breathe, trying to remember as you find your words again. “I could make you some pancakes, or there’s cereal?”

He chuckles under his breath, the aura around him not dampening at all. 

“We’re both going to be late for work today,” he states as matter of fact, the decision already made, looking at you amused before he kneels in front of you, not breaking his stare for a second. Your jaw drops at the sight of him, your body reacting to his position while your brain lags behind. 

That dimple of his was going to be the death of you. 

He pulls the waistband of your work trousers down, kissing the skin just above your hip as he does leaving your panties in place. He’s pleasantly surprised you don’t put up a fight when he removes the trousers completely.

“Any important meetings today?” he asks, his voice low you almost fail to catch it with the way your blood is pumping in your ears at the anticipation of where his lips were going to fall next. To your dismay it's just an inch above where you need him, so close but too far away for you to handle. You shake your head desperately in answer, fuck meetings, who the hell cared when Kim Namjoon was kneeling in front of you like you were something to worship. 

He chuckles again, causing you to whine, fidgeting as you feel your underwear dampen. He finally breaks eye contact with you, looking directly at your heat and that cute little wet patch forming.

“That’s good,” is all he says before the next kiss is placed right where you need him. You’d be embarrassed by how you brace yourself against the counter behind you if the build up didn’t feel so damn good. His hands stroke the sides of your thighs, knowing you were going to struggle to hold yourself up once he started. 

He grins before diving in, sucking you through the fabric, his tongue licking you like he was making out with your lips. 

“Joonie,” you call for him deliciously, whining in complaint at the remaining barrier between you both. It's all too much and nowhere near enough, and yet this dulled sensation made your legs wobble, you were only just managing to hold yourself up with your arms locked on the counter tops. You want to grab his hair, you want to pull the damn underwear off yourself but you know if you move you’ll fall. 

It’s like he can hear your thoughts, or he’s taking pity on you, you don’t know or care. He hoists one leg up onto his broad shoulder, the other hand shifting the fabric to the side as his tongue touches you freely. Your head falls back, eyes shut at the sensation as a moan slips from your open lips, your hips thrusting into him as if you were trying to ride his face.

Namjoon could feel you throb against his mouth, groaning against you at your taste, grinning when he heard you whimper at the sensation. All those fucking rules, for what? When he could’ve had this earlier? He would never forgive himself, or you. He pulls you impossibly closer at the thought, eyes closed in focus as he makes out with your pussy harder, as if he was punishing you for keeping this away from him for so long. 

You can barely hold yourself up, on the brink of crying with how good he was making you feel, you can’t reign in your voice, always more pent up and sensitive in the mornings, your high within reach so quickly, he can tell. 

“Close baby girl?” he says condescendingly without breaking contact from your mound, if he could he’d stay here all day, he wouldn’t move an inch from this position of heaven he was in. 

“Joo-nm p-plea-se don’t stop,” you begged unashamed, gyrating your hips faster against him as if it would get you there quicker before he could take it all away. You knew him, if he really wanted to punish you he would stop you on the edge and you couldn’t let him, you had to cum, your body was screaming for release. The second he pauses you cry out in protest, he pins you in place with his stare, holding your hips from forcing him back on you. 

“As if you wouldn’t run upstairs and ask Yoongi hyung to finish you off,” he scoffs, challenging you to prove him wrong, prove to him that he was just as important, just as good at getting you off. He almost gives in to you at the sight of those tears escaping the corners of your eyes, the groan from your lips as the high you were chasing fades against your wishes. You had to grasp it back, it was so close. 

“Daddy please,” you almost sob in desperation, making all his thoughts go blank at the word. His dick throbbed at the sound, reminding him of the situation in his pants that he was trying hard to ignore for the semblance of control. Gone, out the fucking window, just with one word, the hold you had over him scared him out of his wits. He doesn’t even realise he’s given in until you moan out for him again, lapping at your folds like a starved man, trying to get you there whether you deserved it or not. 

“Ah please, Jooni-” You cry out unbashful, words turning more incoherent the closer you got, almost tasting it. “So good, so close.”

He hums against you as if giving you permission to let go, and you didn’t it was what you were waiting for, tensing as you drown him in your release, his tongue working you as you come down. The slow stroke of his hands on your skin reminds you to breathe, not realising you held it for so long at how hard your orgasm hit you. You pant, trying to force air into your lungs as your brain goes fuzzy. 

He didn’t want to stop, his lips still attached to you although softer than before, the overstimulation so early in the morning was overwhelming, but you couldn’t push him away, not when you were still holding yourself up like your life depended on it. 

“Joon we’re already going to be late,” you huff out as if you were annoyed. “Can you just fuck me already?”

He chuckles at that, finally detaching from you to grin up at you. He was covered in you, and the sight was all it took for you to lose your senses and lean down to kiss him, tasting yourself on him, making a mess but not caring at all. 

“Fuck me please,” you say inbetween kisses.

He’s about to give in, about to speak when you’re both interrupted.

“Not in the kitchen!” Seokjin’s voice yells as he passes by, leaving for the office, the others also on their way out. 

You both look at each other, laughing quietly at being reprimanded. He stands up from being on his knees for so long, no ache visible on his face as his dimples stand out at you. He leans in, arms encasing you where you stood, pressing himself against you so you feel how hard he is. The length of him makes you salivate, all previous humour at the situation gone as you look up at him in hunger. 

His lips encompass yours, no move to leave the room at Jin’s request. He was going to kill you both, but Namjoon was embracing his new philosophy as he rutted against you, tongue shoving though your parted lips like a preview of how he was going to fuck you. He had a new lease on life, fuck the rules.

#ceo au ask #bb ask #okay I officially suck at writing smut and I’m just gonna accept it #but it’s a drabble so I’m not gonna think too deeply about it #ceo au drabble #ask me things #bts ceo au #bts au #bts x reader #bts smut #bts ot7 x reader #bts ceo!au #bts drabble #Namjoon smut #bts poly!au #bts polyamory #bts poly #poly bts

[exitpursuedbyavulcan]

To add to your 9am angsty thoughts about Michael, because I was thinking about it: he is probably the loneliest student of his year. He's already at the bottom of the social hierarchy and, based on the way he tries to make friends with Oliver during the dinner scene, he's not very good at that. So yeah, he probably didn't have a single person complimenting him 😭😭😭.

-anjelicawrites

Oh 100% after Oliver leaves him (good riddance asshole), he is entirely alone. And he doesn’t want to be! He was such a good friend to Oliver and it went completely unreciprocated.

But this is why we write fanfiction! We will make him not lonely! Heck babe, you gave him a girlfriend AND a boyfriend!!! And it’s what he deserves!!!!

#justice for michael #michael gavey #asks #ilysm bb keep being the queen of poly

[wordy-little-witch]

I feel like I’m getting annoying with all these agere asks but I’m in a weird headspace rn and so my favs now have to regress and be happy so I can sleep better and maybe someone else gets a kick outta it I dunno? Anyways

I still love the idea that Buggy’s regression is mostly unrelated to wanting to wear certain clothes or long for certain toys or even a specific kind of food or such, I like to think it’s very „No. aesthetic“ type of regression, where you probably couldn’t tell at first glance and it’s not as easy as just giving him kiddie stuff and he’ll be happy. (Not to knock on anyone who does like the aesthetics and kiddie stuff just to be clear.) so he actually doesn’t have a bunch of toys and plushies and such and doesn’t really ask for them either.

…. THAT BEING SAID

Buggy should most definitely have an absolutely gigantic plush Fruitwani. Massive thing. It’s almost as big as Crocodile himself and that’s not counting the tail. A complete impulse purchase by Crocodile as well, being separated from his husbands for a while, having to delay reuniting them for another two days because of unforeseen circumstances and some unfortunate encounters with some Marines. Talking on the Denden to both of them and learning Buggy has had some bad regression days behind him. He doesn’t even let himself slip fully, there’s still a part of him that knows why Crocodile isn’t back with them, so he tries to stay in a big headspace when talking to him, but inwardly Buggy just wants to cry badly and curl up into Mihawks arms all day because Croccy isn’t home and he doesn’t LIKE it when people aren’t with him for too long because they may never come back. It’s a mess. Crocodiles suffering, Mihawk is suffering and Buggy is absolutely miserable.

So when Crocodile spots the giant plush toy sitting in a store window, surrounded by smaller plushtoys, his mind is immediately made up. Yes that one. Just for decoration? Not for sale? Well it is now. No. No that can be arranged. No the price doesn’t matter, he will leave this island with this absolute beast of a plush toy no matter how many Beri he has to spend or who he’ll have to harm if that what it takes. He WILL have that toy.

Buggy still clings to Crocodile more than usual when he gets back, no plush could ever replace the connection he was craving…. But after he has settled down a bit more the plush actually becomes on of his favorite toys. Not even just when he’s regressed, he just loves this thing. Has spooked several people wanting to talk business with Crossguild coming into the room finding chairman Buggy lounging on, what appears to be, a full sized Fruitwani , it just looks that convincing at first glance. For Buggy it’s not only cool and flashy, it’s a very, literally, big reminder that Crocodile cares about him in his own way, even when on some days the most he’ll get from him is a good morning kiss and the rest of the day is filled with snark towards him until he bids him and Mihawk goodnight again. It just means a lot to him to know he’s loved even when he’s being vulnerable or difficult.

Also yes, Crocodile also loves this thing and Mihawk has been on the suffering end of him and Buggy spooning the damn thing at night while he goes woefully unembraced on his side of the bed „ah yes, just me, my fiances, and the eight foot tall Applewani plush one of them threatened a shop owner over.“

Olay lemme preface this with some things

1) you're not annoying at all, and if anyone says you are, I'll eat their knees

2) I get it - honestly posting content for Buggy specifically for age regression was nerve wracking bc like. Idek really. But giving things I experience to characters I love is so cathartic, and I've spent more than a few nights just.... daydreaming about stuff like that just to be happy and comfy and cozy. No judgement on this blog, of that I promise you ♡♡♡

3) agere is valid every and any way, aesthetic or not, visible or not, it's doesn't matter, only the ways people feel. If you're safe, happy, and not harming anyone, you're doing so perfect and I love you and am proud of you

Now with my soap box stuff done, HOLY HECK YES YES PLZ I LOVE THIS I ADORE I NEED IT, GODS YOUR MIND!!!!! (/pos)

Buggy isn't a typical person, head to toe, inside out, he's Flashy but also incredibly subtle. His regression isn't some cookie cutter type of deal, he's wild and slightly feral in some ways, he's unusual and perfect and precious. His idea of a good time is knife games, climbing (everything is sight, nothing is sacred), explosions, and playing poker. He has a special rope that's just for him to tie and play with ((and occasionally chew on, though Mihawk has a mild heart attack every time he sees it while Crocodile cringes into the next plane of existence in disgust)).

At a glance, not much changes, but Mihawk can feel the change in Haki, and Crocodile can see the microscopic things there when Buggy shifts. He holds things differently, stims more visibly, just seems bouncier and even more animated yet somehow much more calm. The best explanation comes from Buggy himself in describing the shifting between his headspaces. "Some things turn off and others pop on open."

The worst thing to Buggy in general is a perception of loss or abandonment. Logically, he knows it isn't the case, and he can cling to that mostly, but experience has taught him that distance does NOT, in fact, make hearts grow fonder - at least, not for him. The one and only time he felt it may have applied - and this is a very tentative maybe - was when he reunited with his crew, made into Alvida's image and her decisions. There was no war over crew nor ship, just an allowance to slip back in as if he'd never quite left. The only changes or acknowledgement was Alvida's slightly awkward, brusque, yet lingering touch to his arm when she gave it a squeeze and remarked that "handling these hoodlums solo is not my idea if a good time." He was needed, and that did wonders for his security but not so much for the mental health.

Crocodile and Mihawk don't need him - he's the face man, sure, and he's got a talent for manipulation, speeches, rallying men. But at the end of the day, they outshine him despite their proclivities for the shadows. It's a juxtaposition. It's safe. It's wonderful, and Buggy still struggles to trust in the reliability there.

Logically, he knows- Croc is out, managing something for work, he's coming back, he will be back, he's not alone or abandoned or suddenly useless and worthless.

But he still feels it all.

And falling into his headspace to decompress is always harder when he's upset or scared, it only really works when he boils over, and the meltdown that would lead to is counterproductive. So he's waffling between the two, assured only by the calls, by Mihawk, and the few other places he can get some semblance normalcy and security.

When Crocodile does come home, a comically large plush toy over his shoulder, Buggy's already practically vibrating and is completely beyond the point of words in a positive way. He just squeals, lunges and the cushion of sand catching his weight is warm and safe and cozy and he clings, a clown themed koala, right there without shame.

The plush doesn't come up until later.

When someone inevitably asks - and, interestingly enough, it is Mihawk who does - Croc is honest. "Thought the clown would like it for longer trios like this."

The toy is big, yes, and also decently heavy, moreso than even it's size may seem. It's partially weighted in the tummy, legs and jaw, a display piece more than a toy for playing with, and Buggy is absolutely obsessed. It's Croco-sized, and it's a 'wani, and it's soft and cute and heavy. He loves it.

His first order of business is immediately dropping down to scramble under it and just... going limp. He wriggles a little, humming softly before falling still, cheek squished into his forearms, hair a mess but he's smiling, he's relaxed, he's comfy and happy and safe and with his boyfriends' Haki on the edges if his muffled, fuzzy awareness, he truly unwinds for the first time in over a week.

Crocodile carefully tugs his hair from under the toy with his hook, and Mihawk hands him a little fidget toy or a rope.

The toy is named later on, as demanded by a tiny jester with a frankly lethal set of baby doll eyes and quivering lip. Really, he could topple nations with that face, the other two swear.

Mihawk simply has to make peace with Addie the Applewani Cuddle Buddy having a semi permanent spot in the bed.

#i love the asks bb dw you're not annoying #agere buggy #agere one piece #sfw agere #regressor buggy #caregiver mihawk #caregiver crocodile #implied cross guild poly #age regression #all regression is valid if you're not harming anyone #honestly i think the only “”“”aesthetic“”“” things Buggy may enjoy would be like. chewy or soft things #maybe dress up but it's weird #it's not a REGRESSION thing he's just Like That #but honestly imagining Mihawk dressing Buggy up for a lil day and just. full doting but Goth Edition is both really cute and really funny #bonus for Crocodile doing the same but it's comically serious and devolves into Shenanigans #You Are Not Immune To Silly #witchy answers!!

[lilacs-stash]

Ship swap Grand slams!

look at my guys I love them so much. So I know most of the swaps in ship swap haven't been explained so I'll explain these guys here.

Balloon 🔄 Test tube

Suitcase 🔄 Fan

Nickel 🔄 Paintbrush

Baseball 🔄 Lightbulb

This AU belongs @maxphilippa (And also maybe me and @burgycreeper405-blog I do not know)

#ii ship roleswap au #the worlds worst polycule ii #Poly grand slams #polyam grand grand slams #Nickloon #nickcase #bickel #basecase #suitloon #What is BB x Balloon called? #Baseloon #I shall go with that for now #ii balloon #ii baseball #ii suitcase #ii nickel #inanimate insanity #look I can draw! Art tag #object posting

[nyxronomicon]

omg I FINALLY fucking romanced Halsin and when I went to ask Astarion about it he was like "you wanna fuck the old man don't you" like. Yeah man have you just been watching with glee as I desperately try to get stuffed by the huge elf??

#kinda loving the little poly thing we have. Astarion ships me and Halsin so hard #Halsin wants Astarion to participate... #Astarion was also like 'it's not bc we haven't had sex in a minute right🥺' #no bb i could never be mad at you #anyway. currently googling if i can fuck then both simultaneously #I was going to romance wyll my next run but. uh. i would have to reject Halsin... #bg3 spoilers

[inkykeiji]

"marq took this photo" ILL SOB PLEASE CLARI WAH

ehehehehehe it’s the truth!!! it was just my immediate thought ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

#love u and ur poly relationships so much <333 #i saw that piece and just thought 'oh okay so itafushimarq cooking breakfast on a sunday morning' ehehehe #just felt natural and right <3 #i am sending you extra EXTRA love today <3 i hope this weekend is kind to you bb <3 #inky.marq #clari gets mail

[melocakes574]

Lil thing I did during my spring break

#art #my art #animation #short #undertale fan child #dustard ship kid #alex #bb alex #bad guys poly #killer sans

[one-winged-dreams]

Was clinging to the Terra and Angeal polyship for comfort like a raft in the middle of a storm last night and I totally fucking forgot about one entire factor that I'm ashamed to have not implemented already.

Zack.

#HOW COULD I FUCKING FORGET I'M SO ASHAAAMED #no he didn't die in BBS tf are you on about? >:I #so i stayed in the darkness with you #what do angels dream of #temporary angeal and terra poly tag #pl: zack

[nothernghostbat]

i have too many ships so poly Heron hc time

Stefan always puts his bedroll next to Hal's in case something happens

Ingvar is a notorious cuddle bug, he can and will come up behind the other Herons when they aren't doing something important and just hug them

Ulf and Wulf argue over who the other Herons love more

Edvin will make another crew members favorite food if they're having a bad day

Stig organizes group cuddle piles if one of the Herons is having nightmares or just seems really down

Jesper can and will fight gods for his partners

Lydia sees all the boys' being lovey-dovey and laughs, only to turn around and give everyone kisses on the cheek

#brotherband #brotherband chronicles #poly herons #hal mikkelson #stig olafson #ingvar bb #jesper brotherband #stefan brotherband #ulf brotherband #wulf brotherband #edvin brotherband #lydia bb

[paintedkinzy-88]

I finished an essay, needed a break, and decided Crescent should be created, so boom. Very quick, kinda lazy, but ya get the point wheeeze.

Enjoy my rambles:

He be a water boi! Absolutely loves swimming or walking in the rain. I imagine his ecto is a little more opaque than the others, and that’s completely because of his father not because I don’t want to deal with the anatomy of those web spike things. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ but his bones are colored like his OG design, with black fingers and grey bones.

He was such a bratty toddler just to begin with, and eventually went through a very long phase (like from 7-16 kinda long) where he just hated most of the Gang, except kind of Cross, and Horror on occasion. He probably talked to Gradient and Goth about his parents being actual murderers and learned from them that that is Bad, but instead of being afraid of them he’s just really mean. He’s always going to either Errorink home (cuz Gradient), following Dream around, or staying at Ccino’s cafe.

He’s probably said some shitty things to his parents in that time frame, and while NM kinda distances himself from Crescent, it’s only out of respect of his wishes. Cres is still Night’s son and hoard. He still loves him, even if Cres is a dick. Killer and the others try to interact, but are usually shut down.

Probably takes a few things for Crescent to come around, like Killer getting him birthday gifts all the time, their catto versions in Ccino’s cafe being clingy af, and probably even NM going absolutely feral to keep him safe. Maybe a chat with the other Dragonets to get his thoughts and feelings straight. That’s when he really loosens up a bit.

#my bratty water bb #kinda wish I’d made him a little darker but eh this was just a sketch #he also hates Error but puts up with him because he likes hanging out with Grad and PJ #Reaper gets a pass but he’s on thin ice #undertale #undertale fanart #undertale multiverse #dragon balance au #dragon au #killermare #killermare ship child #crescent sans #killer x nightmare #bad sans poly #ship child #undertale fanfiction

[bloodied-hunters]

Me thinking about my oc Marcelina. For her I have her married to Yamamura (I like oc x canon) and I remembered he technically died. Well, I imagined that Valtr was the one who sat her down and told her. They were both hurt because they both knew him. Also, these two mourning together for the loss of someone they cared about.

#bloodborne #marcelina augusta turner #also the image in my head #them holding each other #Marcelina’s wiping her face with a handkerchief and resting her head in Valtr’s chest #Valtr hugging her while she does this. #xbrjfjsifhdis #I may be kind of shipping these two along marcelina and Yamamura #but really I’m having these three be in a poly relationship #and hey bb fandom #it’s been a while

[littlestcorpse]

Back on my mentally ill bs but imma cling to a new blog for this so just enjoy the radio silence fuckers

#being poly with bpd is interesting #brains clinging to someone shitty #and its not great but id Really love it if my partner realised how difficult it is for me to navigate #rather than just uhh bb were a team it affects me too #like yeah it does but not like this #hes using us both but hes not using You like this shut up shut up shut up

[catboylm]

I wonder if I even would have gotten involved if I knew how much this would hurt.

#nblm yearning #gay mlm #gnc gay #mlnb yearning #trans mlm #transmasc mlm #bi mlm #nblm and mlm #gay yearning #mlm love #pan mlm #ply mlm #poly mlm #polyam mlm #bb

[pivotalmark]

❛ @eldeir ? ❜ surprise colors the immortals gaze as his head tilts ever so slightly . ❛ there's a face i haven't seen in a century . ❜ a delighted smile curves jasper's lips as he takes an eager , albeit cautious , step towards the other . in truth , he'd met her during the vampire wars , when she'd stumbled into the war zone . HAVING NO PART IN THE FIGHT , jasper led her to safety ---- far from maria , or her knowledge . it was the first interaction he'd had with a vampire who didn't drink human blood ; first time he ever saw peace reflected in an immortal's gaze . FIRST TIME HE'D KNOWN HE COULD WANT MORE OF HIS ETERNITY . the attraction he'd felt was palpable ------ partly due to her beauty , but mostly due to the warmth she radiated , &* thus influenced his own powers . it was the first taste he'd ever had of calm since awakening as this feral thing maria made him .

seeing her now , outside the cullen residence ? it's certainly like seeing a ghost . he'd sought her out after he left maria , but alice found him first . grateful as he is for the pixie of a girl for bringing him here , he'd always wondered how he'd have fared in paris . ❛ what brings you here , ma'am ? ❜ hopeful brow raises , as if he's just waiting to hear she'd sought him out , too . perhaps maria led her here when lora found he wasn't in texas ---- his creator came here once , simply to say her peace &* move on .

#i went for slightly pre-established flirtation ? bc he was loyal to maria but how could u not love peaceful bb #he's with alice but everyone except rose and edward are poly in my head ansdkjf #✘ i had a different upbringing / j. hale