#tw polyamourous

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

more than i can handle

pairing: wonwoo x seungcheol x fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff, poly!au, non-idol!au - minors dni.

warnings: dirty talk, dildo play, heavy degradation (whore, slut etc), use of petnames (sunshine, princess, baby boy, pretty boy), dom!wonwoo, switch!reader, sub!seungcheol, kissing, makeout session, anal sex, oral sex (m rec), heavy mxm action, unprotected sex (pls stay safe), creampies, voyeurism, masturbation, hair pulling, sir kink, ass slapping, aftercare

word count: 5,517

summary: the abundance of snow outside won't stop you and wonwoo from restocking your fridge. and it certainly won't stop seungcheol from getting what he wants from his girlfriend and boyfriend - their undivided attention.

Disclaimer: Both Seungcheol and Wonwoo are depicted as bisexual in the fic, which is used only for the purposes of fanfiction and it is not an assumption of the members' sexual orientation in real life. If you're not comfortable with these themes, then this fic isn't for you.

Author's note: your favorite poly is back and better than ever hehe - big thanks to @wongyuseokie, @gyuwoncheol, @highvern, @ourdawnishotterthanourday and @wonuvs for beta reading this fic!

p.s.: if you read about snow and holidays pls ignore, it was in the works since december😭

©multi-kpop-fanfics, 2024. No reposting allowed. No translations without permission allowed.

“...Thank you, Sir. I really appreciate the understanding. Have a nice day.”

Wonwoo ends the phone call with a satisfied hum and he slouches back on his chair, returning to his work at hand.

“So, what’s the verdict?” You ask him, sitting on your own chair.

“Work from home. There was absolutely no way I’d be able to move the car with so much snow outside.” Wonwoo replies.

“Does that mean we get to be with you all day long?” 

“That’s right, sunshine.” He smiles sweetly and you get up and hug him excitedly, pressing your lips on his cheek.

“What’s the plan for today? Aside from working, of course.” 

“I was thinking of just being cozy with the two of you, y’know? Like those cliché Pinterest aesthetic winter routines.”

“I thought you weren’t the hot cocoa type.” You raise your brow playfully as you go back to your laptop.

“Just because I’m a coffee addict doesn’t mean I hate everything else.” Wonwoo defends himself while fixing his glasses.

“Well you definitely hate my protein shakes!” Seungcheol butts into the conversation from afar.

“That’s because your protein shakes are atrocious.” Wonwoo deadpans, “No sane person puts chicken breast in a glass.”

“Ew, that does sound atrocious.” You grimace in disgust.

“This is why you’re still lanky and not buff, Jeon.” Seungcheol scoffs as he downs the rest of his shake. 

“Maybe not everyone wants to be a muscle monster like you, Choi.” The younger man sighs and goes back to his task at hand.

“Oh wow, thanks for paying so much attention to me.” 

“Don’t take it the wrong way, Cheollie. He has a lot of work to do, despite staying home.” You try to reassure your other boyfriend.

“Does that mean you’re willing to make up for lost attention?”

“I’m sorry, but I need to catch up with my assignments….” You rub the back of your head apologetically.

“In the middle of the holidays?!” Seungcheol looks at you baffled.

“But my exams start two weeks after the holiday break! There’s not a lot, I promise.” You cup his cheeks.

“Whatever.” He rolls his eyes at you with a huff.

You watch him walk towards the bedroom with heavy steps and guilt settles in your gut.

“I think I was insensitive…” You plop down on the armchair.

“No, he’s being dramatic.” Wonwoo replies without breaking contact with his computer screen.

“But he got a leave from his job just to spend it with us and we’re ignoring him!” 

“Y/N, he’s doing it on purpose.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Wait a couple of minutes and you’ll see.” 

You look at Wonwoo with a puzzled expression and return to your laptop.

Shortly after, you notice Seungcheol coming into the living room, clad in nothing but a pair of shorts and a tight muscle tee. He’s sporting his earphones, as if he was going to the gym for his daily work out session.

Except he starts working out right in the middle of the room, without giving a single fuck.

He starts by stretching out his legs and arms and then proceeds to put music in his ears, switching into the more intense part of his workout. It doesn’t take long for him to start grunting and moaning as he does series after series of exercises, the sweat accumulated on his body staining the fabric of his muscle tee.

“Cheollie?” You peek your head from behind your laptop. “Do you need some water?”

“No worries, princess. I don’t want to distract you from your assignment.” He gives you a quick peck on the corner of your lips.

In true Choi Seungcheol fashion, he does his best to actually distract you from your work by taking off his muscle tee and continuing his work out shirtless.

Wonwoo turns around and takes a look at his boyfriend, mouthing a “told you so” when he turns his gaze to you.

It takes all of his willpower to not bodyslam Seungcheol on the floor and fuck the living daylights out of him with the grunts and moans he’s letting out. He swears there’s a tent forming in his black sweats and he’s quite certain there will be wet spots on the fabric pretty soon. He puts on his noise canceling headphones to focus on his work and get it done as soon as possible.

You, on the other hand, are the epitome of distractedness and all you’ve written in your essay is utter gibberish, rubbing your thighs together to provide some relief to your aching core. Right now, all you can think of is being underneath Seungcheol and getting fucked into next week.

You get up from the couch and walk over to the fridge to grab some ice cold water. As soon as you open it, your eyes widen in horror when you see the lack of basic groceries and dairy products.

“Um, guys? We have a problem.” You shout at them, but none of them lift their heads.

You get back to them and tap their shoulders to get their attention. 

“What’s up, princess?” Seungcheol removes his earbuds and pushes his hair back.

“Our fridge is empty. Like, the basics are missing.”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” He rubs his palms over his face.

“Are the stores even open right now?” Wonwoo asks.

“It has stopped snowing for now and there are probably tons of people who didn’t anticipate this weather. Some stores have to be open, even for emergency situations!” You rest your hands on your waist.

“Give me a second.” Wonwoo goes back to his laptop and with a few rapid clicks on his keyboard, he searches for nearby stores.

“There is one, about six hundred meters away from here.” He turns his screen to the both of you to see.

“It won’t be an ordeal to get there. All we need is sturdy shoes and warm clothes.” You shrug and move towards the bedroom.

“Where are you going?” Seungcheol asks you.

“To get dressed and go get groceries. The fridge won’t get full on its own.”

“Hold on , I’m coming with you.”

“You aren’t going anywhere.” Wonwoo gets up.

“I thought you were really fucking busy with work?” The blond man asks with irony laced in his words.

“I still am, but if you go out all sweaty, you’ll be bedridden for the rest of the holidays and none of us want that.”

“You’re not my mom, Wonwoo.”

“No, but I’m your boyfriend and I still care about your health. Now please go take a fucking shower, you’re all sweaty and gross.” He walks past the shirtless man, but Seungcheol stops him by putting his hand on Wonwoo’s chest.

“You better not think I haven’t noticed that little tent of yours, pretty boy. Two people can play a game.” 

“Too bad there’s three of us in this relationship. And I won’t be the outnumbered one.” Wonwoo bites back and pushes his arm away to join you in the bedroom.

Seungcheol scoffs and pokes his cheek with his tongue. 

Fine by me, he thinks, already thinking of the next step he’s gonna take.

A few minutes later, you and Wonwoo leave the apartment to go buy the much needed groceries and Seungcheol is left alone, an almost childish grin plastered all over his face.

He skips over to the bathroom, stripping himself naked and throwing the dirty clothes in the laundry basket. He jumps in the shower and lets the warm water run over his body, washing away the sweat from his work out session. He pours a generous amount of shower gel over his body and spreads it thoroughly over his skin, the cherry scent enveloping the small room. Even if the shower itself is relaxing, Seungcheol himself is way too worked up -  and it’s not just because of the post workout adrenaline. The blatant ignorance he experiences from you and Wonwoo annoys him and turns him on to the point of lunacy. 

He washes the suds from his hands and brings two fingers in his mouth, spitting on them and rubbing them over the rim of his ass experimentally.

He moans heavily when he pushes the fingers inside, cock twitching with need. He puts his free hand on the wall of the shower to support himself while stretching out his hole. He works his thick digits in and out of his ass, eyes scrunched shut and thighs flexing with each thrust. Every time he bites his bottom lip to suppress his moans, he fails miserably and moans even louder - he’s home alone, after all.

His cock is rock hard by now, the tip flushed an angry red and veins bulging over his shaft. He can almost feel the precum starting to build up and ready to leak all over, but he doesn’t want to cum yet and definitely not like this. He removes his fingers from his ass, satisfied with the stretch and washes away the rest of the suds, turning off the shower.

He fastens his bathrobe around his waist and goes into the bedroom, opening his side of the closet to search for his sex toy stash. He giggles when he finds the familiar box and opens it hastily, taking out his favorite knotted dildo. He grabs the lube from the nightstand drawer and looks around the bedroom to see where he’ll place the toy.

His gaze falls on the full bodied mirror next to the closet and an idea pops up in his head as he fiddles with the dildo in his hands. He removes his bathrobe and throws it on the bed, walking to the living room to get his phone. Once he returns to the bedroom, he kneels in front of the mirror and grabs his cock, slowly pumping it with his fist. He pulls up the phone camera and snaps a handful of pictures, flexing his biceps and thighs on purpose to make them look even more attractive.

“Damn, I don’t even have to filter them.” He checks them one by one, absolutely satisfied with the results.

He sends them to the group chat with a quick text, waiting for the two of you to open them and lose your minds. 

“Are we missing anything else?” Wonwoo asks you while pushing the shopping cart down the aisle.

“Maybe some bathroom supplies? Just to be sure, in case it snows again.” 

“I swear, if it weren’t for you, we would have died a long time ago.” Your boyfriend applauds you for your organizing skills.

Both of your phones go off at the same time and you fish your phone out of the pocket of your parka.

“What’s up?” He asks you while putting two ramen cups in the cart.

“Cheol texted the group chat.”

“He probably wants us to buy chicken breast for his godforsaken shakes.” Wonwoo rolls his eyes.

You open the messaging app and you let out a loud gasp, covering your mouth after being heard by other customers, instantly closing the screen of your phone.

“What happened, sunshine?” The tall man asks you with worry written all over his face.

“Um….How do I put this….” You scratch your heated cheek.

“Y/N, what did he send you?”

“See for yourself.” You point to his pocket and Wonwoo impatiently unlocks his phone

He clenches his jaw tight when he opens Seungcheol’s messages, the previous hard-on he was sporting now threatening to get bigger.

cheollie has sent three photos.

cheollie: it could be your hands but you’re working instead

“This motherfucker.” He pokes his cheek with his tongue and types back a quick reply. He puts his phone back in his pocket and pushes the cart towards the cashiers with quicker steps.

“Hey, what about the rest of the supplies?!” You tug at the sleeve of his parka.

“We’ll get them, sunshine. We just need to be quick about it.” He almost grits his teeth.

“You’re not the only one who’s hot and bothered because of Seungcheol.” You step in front of the cart.

“So you admit that you were having a hard time with your essay.”

“I never said I didn’t! Do you know how difficult it was to type on my laptop while he was groaning and moaning-”

“Like a bitch in heat?” Wonwoo completes your sentence with a lopsided smirk.

“Exactly! And he looks so beefy and thick and-”

“And unbearably hot, yeah I know. And God, it drives me insane.” He lets out a shaky breath.

“Wonu?” You ask him with a lowered voice.

“Yes?”

“Can we get out of here? Like, real soon?”

“I thought you wanted to shop some more stuff?” Wonwoo chuckles at your sudden burst of impatience.

“I still do, but I also have a hot boyfriend at home who could be doing God knows what.” 

“Your other boyfriend is still here with you, though.” He pushes his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

“My other boyfriend wants to fuck the boyfriend at home too.” You grin and pull on the other end of the cart. “Come on, time is of the essence.”

As soon as you step foot into the apartment, you are greeted by absolute silence. You opt to call out Seungcheol’s name, but Wonwoo covers your mouth with his hand. He tells you to keep quiet by mouthing the words. He nods towards the fridge and you take off your shoes, tiptoeing your way to the kitchen and place the bags on the counter as stealthily as possible. He takes off his shoes and parka, taking careful steps towards the bedroom.

The closer he gets, the louder he can hear noises coming from the secluded space. He notices the door being cracked open just enough to get a good view of what is happening inside and he takes the initiative of pushing it wide open to rest his body on the door frame and watch the show in front of him.

Seungcheol is bouncing his ass on the knotted dildo like his life depends on it, the muscles on his thighs and back rippling with every motion. His moans are airy, almost whiny and it makes Wonwoo’s cock drip in his boxers, his self control starting to run thin. 

A small creaking noise on the doorframe alerts Seungcheol and he turns his head around, scanning his boyfriend up and down.

“Oh, don’t mind me, you can keep going.” Wonwoo waves his hand in dismissal.

“I wasn’t planning on stopping for your sake.” Seungcheol scoffs and keeps fucking himself on the toy, as if the younger man doesn’t exist in the room.

“If you want to grab my attention for real, you can try taking the knot in your ass and stay there.” 

“Are you challenging me?”

“You’re the one who said your ass can handle a lot.”

“Hmph. Whatever.” Seungcheol scoffs as lifts himself off the dildo to grab the lube and pour some more over the toy, climbing back on it again to ease himself on the bulbous knot. 

The initial stretch is always intimidating, but as soon as the knot disappears inside him, his body shudders and his nails scratch the wooden floor, bottom lip caught between his teeth.

He wants to move so bad, so fucking bad-

“Don’t you dare move.” Wonwoo’s voice is rough and demanding.

“You don’t get to tell me what to do.” The blond man bites back and raises his hips ever so slightly, never breaking eye contact with his boyfriend.

“I don’t think you want to do this. Am I right, baby boy?”

Seungcheol freezes in his spot, thighs going weak at the pet name. His mouth quivers, the knot stretching him open and he struggles to keep himself in check.

Wonwoo walks with slow steps towards his boyfriend, kneeling next to him. 

“What’s wrong? You went pretty docile just now, didn’t you?” He smirks.

“Fuck you.” Seungcheol grits his teeth.

“What did you say?” Wonwoo grips his jaw tight.

“I said fuck you, pretty boy.” Seungcheol sports a shit-eating grin and it earns him a harsh slap on the ass, making him whine pathetically.

“I prefer it when you make pretty sounds like the one you made just now.” Wonwoo runs his thumb over the pretty pink bottom lip and the naked man sucks the digit.

“That thing where you two start without me is getting annoying.” You shake your head in disapproval, stepping into the bedroom impatiently.

“Sorry sunshine, but baby boy is being a little impatient slut today.” 

“Yeah, I noticed. I bet he thought of walking around the apartment completely naked just to get our attention.” You take off your clothes in a hurry, remaining only in your underwear set. 

“Ooh, she has the lace on.” Wonwoo whistles in a flirty way as he takes his thumb away.

“I always like to be prepared for any case.”

“Could you please p-pay some attention to me?” Seungcheol asks through gritted teeth, struggling with the toy inside him.

“Hm? What was that, Cheollie?” You kneel right next to him, “I didn’t quite hear you.”

“Please pay some attention to me.” He repeats his sentence a bit louder.

“We are right here, baby boy.” Wonwoo cups his neck lovingly, “Just tell us what you want and we’ll give it to you.”

“I need you, both, please.” The blond man exhales shakily.

Wonwoo and you look at each other, sharing impish glances, as if your brains thought of the same thing at the same time. He then gets up and takes off his long sleeved shirt and sweats, dropping the clothes right in front of Seungcheol. He then sits on the bed, patting his lap for you to join him.

You climb on the bed and in your boyfriend’s lap, leaving your other boyfriend shocked and visibly upset.

“You- I hate you both.” He grumbles while clenching his fists on the floor.

“If you want to join, then don’t cum.” Wonwoo looks him straight in the eyes while groping your ass. “Perhaps then we’ll consider it.”

“Wonu? I am right here, baby.” You get his attention by putting your hands on his broad shoulders and you rub yourself on his boxers to rile him up. And it works like a fucking charm, because he’s shoving his tongue down your throat like a man who hasn’t kissed someone in an entire lifetime. 

His kisses are usually softer and more calculated, but not today - Wonwoo is far too riled up to care about details and the only thing he wants is to ravish you. He pushes you on the mattress and climbs over you, ruthlessly attacking your lips and neck with his mouth. He uses both teeth and tongue to abuse your skin, deliberately targeting your weak spots to elicit sweet noises from you.

He steals a few side glances towards Seungcheol, who is on the brink of tears from being edged for so long, droplets of sweat running down his flushed skin. The irrational, needy part of his brain wants to jump on the bed and kick Wonwoo outside, while keeping you all to himself. But he knows better than disobeying a pissed off Wonwoo.

Wonwoo pulls you by the arms and makes you sit on your knees facing Seungcheol, while he sits behind you, chest touching your back.

“Let’s give our baby boy a show, shall we?” He whispers in your ear and you nod, biting your bottom lip.

Wonwoo caresses your body with his hands, over your stomach and reaches your covered breasts. He hooks his fingers in the lace of your bra, tugging it harshly to let your mounds bounce out of the undergarment, a small ripping sound reaching your ears. 

“Ease off the lace!” You whine, but he grabs your chin with his hand, the other glued on your chest.

“Act up and I’ll make sure you won’t cum at all, sunshine. Am I clear?”

“...yes Sir.” You sigh, 

“Good girl.” Wonwoo kisses your cheek and relaxes his grip on your chin. “Good girls always get rewarded.” He murmurs in your ear, his hand descending lower and lower.

You let out a small moan when your boyfriend’s hand palms over your clothed pussy, slowly rubbing the lace hiding your clit.

“I can already tell you’re excited about this, sunshine. Soaking through your underwear like the needy little thing you are.” Wonwoo’s lips are glued on your ear.

“Please touch me more, Sir.” You whine, looking right into Seungcheol’s eyes.

“I didn’t hear you well, darling.” The dark haired man chuckles.

“Just touch her, you asshole.” Seungcheol groans, his cock twitching like crazy again.

“You don’t get to speak a damn word.” Wonwoo grits his teeth.

“Wonu, please!” You cry out, “I need you so bad, I’m gonna lose it!”

“You goddamn little shits.” He pushes you on the bed and gets up, standing next to Seungcheol.

“You want to get fucked? Now’s your chance.” He grips the blond man’s hair and lifts him off the knotted toy, practically throwing him on the bed like a ragdoll.

“Ouch, that hurt, you fucker!” Seungcheol snarls at Wonwoo, but the younger man pins him down on the mattress, despite being less muscular.

“Playtime’s over, baby boy. My turn now.” He discards his boxers, cock slapping against his stomach, bright red and leaking.

“Funny how you’re trying to act all dominant yet you’re leaking more than a broken faucet.” Seungcheol snickers, spreading his legs apart.

Wonwoo glances at you and offers you his hand to help you get up. You take it with a smirk and he positions you right between Seungcheol’s legs.

“You know what to do. And remember - don’t let him have his way with you.”

“Gotcha.” You grin devilishly.

“Princess, do you seriously think you can dom me? Please be real now.” Seungcheol laughs, but his laughter is cut short when he sees Wonwoo hovering right above his face.

“No. But we can dom you.”

You put your hands under Seungcheol’s knees and push his thighs apart to make room for yourself, putting him in a mating press instead of the opposite that usually happens in the bedroom. You position yourself right over his tip and slowly slide your pussy down his length, until it has completely disappeared inside you.

“O-Oh….Fuck, Princess, didn’t see that coming.” The blond man’s mouth goes slack from the novel sensation.

“God, no wonder you like this position so much.” You moan and start moving your hips the same way one of your boyfriends usually fuck you stupid.

Seungcheol throws his head back and grins when he sees Wonwoo pumping his cock with his hand, the tip dangerously close to his cheek.

“What are you waiting for, Wonu?” The older man snickers and moves his hand to touch his boyfriend’s shaft, but Wonwoo pins his wrists down and lets his cock rub the plush lips.

“For the right moment to shut you up.”

Wonwoo slides his cock inside and starts fucking Seungcheol’s throat harshly, finally letting out his pent up frustrations. 

“Don’t be so h-harsh on him, Wonu, he might choke.” You point out the gagging, sloppy noises coming from above.

“Don’t worry, he can take it. Isn’t that right, baby boy?” Wonwoo takes off his cock for a few seconds.

“Yeah,” Seungcheol coughs a bit, but regains his breath like a pro, “Just make sure to fuck me like you both mean it, you weaklings.”

The comment makes you and Wonwoo’s blood boil like molten lava and you climb over Seungcheol’s body to push his thighs further apart and fuck him like a bitch in heat.

“That’s it, sunshine. Fuck him like the whore he is.” Wonwoo grunts as he facefucks your (and his) boyfriend, putting one hand on his throat to squeeze it ever so slightly.

“Shit, this feels so damn great,” you moan out loud as you ride his cock, “I can feel him twitching inside me, he’s close.”

“Of course he is,” Wonwoo leans closer and gives you a quick kiss, “Nobody could ever resist your beautiful pussy, sunshine. Especially us.”

Seungcheol starts moaning around the shaft bullying his mouth and he wraps his thick thighs around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“Oof- God, he’s so damn desperate to cum.” You chuckle and run your hands over his torso to rile him up even further.

“Don’t stop until you are fully satisfied, Y/N. Baby boy is here to take whatever we’re going to give him.”  

Your pussy stays glued on Seungcheol’s cock, rubbing it like a tight fleshlight until it starts milking him dry, sucking globs after globs of cum. The muscles of his thighs twitch behind your waist and his fists clench on the mattress, the shocks of his orgasm torturing his body.

Wonwoo detaches his hips away from Seungcheol’s mouth, letting the man breathe and spew a string of moans and curses.

“Princess, please, s-slow down! You’re- ah, fuck!” He whines loudly, tears stinging his eyes.

“She won’t stop until she has had her fill, baby boy.” Wonwoo digs his nails in Seungcheol’s wrists, “And don’t even try to stop her. Am I clear?”

“Shit- Yes, Sir.”

You rhythmically bounce your hips on top of his dick, your inner thighs beginning to burn from exhaustion and a thick, milky ring forms around your entrance. You can feel your own climax inch closer and closer, the pattern of your movements growing sloppier by the second.

“S-Sir I’m gonna cum, God I’m so close!” You cry out and plant your palms on the toned pair of pecs underneath you.

“Go on, sunshine. You earned this orgasm all on your own, you and your capable pussy.” Wonwoo stares at you with hungry eyes, watching you fall apart on the blond man’s cock.

Your eyes nearly roll in the back of your skull when you finally cum and you would be lying if you said it isn’t one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had. You’re certain your brain has stopped working and you probably look like a lust-crazed animal.

“That’s it, sunshine. Ride it all out.” The dark haired man presses a kiss on the column of your neck, while Seungcheol is writhing and shaking under the two of you.

“I’m so….full.” You sigh in satisfaction and you feel the meaty legs around your lower back relaxing around you and plopping down on the bed. You carefully lift yourself off his lap and let out a long drawn moan when a sticky trail of cum runs down your thigh.

“God, I’m so spent.” Seungcheol groans, wiping the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

“Already? That’s too bad.” Wonwoo scoffs and flips his boyfriend face down on the sheets. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you.”

“And I thought you had completely forgotten.” Seungcheol grins and bumps his ass directly on Wonwoo’s hardened dick. “Come on, don’t you want to fuck my ass already?”

You sit back on the headboard, your fingers ghosting over your chest and clit, your gaze entirely focused on your boyfriends.

“We even have an audience, pretty boy. I think you should hurry up and stick it in.”

Wonwoo chuckles as he lines up his cock and slowly pushes in, until he’s balls deep.

“Enjoy the show, sunshine.”

The tall man grips Seungcheol’s waist and begins thrusting slowly inside him, grunting at the tight sensation around his cock. 

“How are you still tight after sitting on that monstrosity for so long?”

“Can’t betray my secrets like that.” The blond man sends a wink towards you.

“Wonu, go faster.” You say with a demanding tone, your fingers working circles on your clit.

“You heard the princess - Put your back into it, pretty boy.” 

“Damn you both, fucking brats.” Wonwoo uses one hand to fist Seungcheol’s hair and keep his head down, now towering over him. He pistons his hips against his boyfriend’s ass hard enough to make it bounce repeatedly, smacking noises filling the room.

“Fuck - That’s what I’m t-talking about.” Seungcheol grips the sheets, lips parted open and moans spilling freely.

Your whines match your boyfriend’s moans, your hands working out your pussy at the same speed Wonwoo is thrusting. Two of your digits are covered in the cum left inside you from previously riding Seungcheol, acting as the perfect lube.

“Ass made in Heaven, damnit,” Wonwoo catches his bottom lip with his teeth, “Made to be railed by none other than me.”

“My toys would like to disagree.” Seungcheol half moans and the snarky comment earns him a slap on the ass, forcing him to whimper.

“The only noises I want to hear from you are whimpers and moans, you whore.” 

Wonwoo gets rougher with his thrusts, his hand pulling Seungcheol’s hair by the roots, lifting his head to make him face you. “Now, I want you to look at her while I’m fucking you stupid and give her the most cunt-watering expression you have.”

“Y-Yes, Sir.” Seungcheol breathes out, a fresh layer of sweat adorning his body.

Wonwoo delivers full-bodied thrusts, pulling and pushing his cock until the tip is barely inside and then fully sheathed again, knocking the air out of Seungcheol’s lungs. Salty tears cascade his cheeks, his body jerking forward with each movement.

“W-Wonu, you’re being too r-rough with him.” You comment shakily, two of your fingers rapidly plunging into your weeping cunt

“Rough, you say? Do you want me to slow down, baby boy?” Wonwoo asks his boyfriend, halting his hips.

“N-No, please don’t, please don’t stop, fuck!” Seungcheol pushes his ass back, chasing the stimulation.

“See, sunshine? Baby boy likes it rough and sloppy - and so do you.”

“I-”

“Keep your beautiful pussy stuffed until we’re done, will you?”

“Yes, yes Sir.” You nod furiously as you try to push back your orgasm.

“W-Won’t be too long until then,” Wonwoo groans loudly, “I’m almost there, fuck.”

“Please do it inside, please!” Seungcheol begs loudly, his body nearly giving out.

“Fuck, take it all, slut, all yours.” Wonwoo curses in his ear and finally topples over the edge, dumping a part of his load in his boyfriend’s hole. He takes out his cock, giving it a few more pumps to splatter the remnants of his climax all over Seungcheol’s ass. 

The sight before you makes your head spin with more arousal and your walls clench around your fingers, your own orgasm washing over you and sending you to cloud nine.

For a good few minutes, mixed heavy breaths are all the three of you can hear. It’s clear as daylight that all three of you are beyond tired and barely able to move.

“My body hurts everywhere.” Seungcheol whines in defeat.

“Mine too.” You agree.

“I’m afraid both of you need to get up,” Wonwoo stretches his back, “We need to change the sheets, they’re fucked.”

“So are we, dumbass.” The blond man grimaces in pain.

“I am fully aware,” Wonwoo tries to lift Seungcheol up and you right after, “Now get up, we need to get you cleaned up.”

“You haven’t even prepared a bath!” You pout your lips in protest.

“Really going through the princess act, don’t you?” He lifts you in bridal style and carries you to the bathroom, gently placing you on the edge of the tub. 

“As if you don’t like treating me like one.” You grin playfully.

“I would say this is Cheol’s duty, but I love you a little too much to not treat you like a princess.” He presses a kiss on your cheek and lets the water run. “Mind checking the water until I’m back with him?”

“Not at all.” You reply with a smile and he leaves the bathroom to return to the crime scene.

To his surprise, Wonwoo finds Seungcheol standing up and removing the dirty sheets, the skin on his ass and thighs stained from cum streaks.

“What are you doing?”

“Can’t let you do all the work now.” The blond man picks up the sheets and the used toy from the floor. As soon as he takes a couple more steps towards the door, he can feel his legs screaming in pain.

“Ow fuck!”

“Whoa, careful!” Wonwoo sweeps at the right moment and catches him before falling, “Can you please not be so fucking stubborn?”

“But-”

“No buts.” He throws Seungcheol’s arm over his shoulder, “I need to get your ass to the bathroom.”

“What are you doing? The bath is ready!” You yell from the corridor.

“Coming!” Wonwoo yells back.

“Well, at least now we’re even, right?” Seungcheol gives a silly wink towards the dark haired man.

“You’re so fucking stupid.” Wonwoo snorts as he helps the older man out of the bedroom.

“After being fucked like this? Definitely.”

“Stupid and incorrigible.”

“And hot and rich and-”

Wonwoo cuts him off with a quick kiss on the lips, catching him off guard.

“Can you please shut the fuck up?”

Seungcheol flashes a toothy grin and runs his tongue over his bottom lip.

“Yes, Sir.”

#svthub #scoups smut #seungcheol smut #wonwoo smut #scoups fluff #seungcheol fluff #wonwoo fluff #svt scoups #svt wonwoo #choi seungcheol #jeon wonwoo #svt smut #seventeen smut #svt fluff #seventeen fluff #seventeen #tw polyamourous

[punkpuppylove]

polyamorous transsexual sex. reblog if you agree.

#tiki talks #poly #polyamourous #trans #sex ment tw

[unnocturnal]

the 3 boyfriends

#tw suggestive #suggestive #throuple #polyamourous #sdv sebastian #sdv elliott #stardew valley sebastian #stardew valley elliott #fanart #sdv oc #farmer oc #rosario alcazar #unnocturnal art

[nekomacheercaptain]

Domestic bliss

Reader gets sick in the middle of the night, and passes out in the bathroom, scaring their boyfriends. I see Kid as someone who panics in situations like these, and Killer as someone who stays calm, so it balances out well. Sorry for the vomit... this happens to me frequently so I had to write some comfort for it.

Word count: 1,6K

Content: vomit, cursing

Your poor boyfriends, your legs nothing but a huge knot of limbs entangled in each other as Kid held you captive in a headlock while your face was buried in Killer’s soft chest. On every other night, you loved being in the middle of their no-personal-space-and-free-heater embrace. However, a dangerous cloud left your mind hazy, a familiar, and very unwelcome, feeling forcing its way up your throat while your stomach clenched in pain had you desperate to leave the bed as soon as possible, to avoid the content in your belly contaminating the sheets - and the two extremely sleepy men snoring into your ears.

Your entire chest and throat contracted, almost gulping, and you had to sit up before disaster struck. Your poor boyfriends, you had to disturb their sleep; but how could you just escape from the heavy, muscled limbs that held you hostage?

“Kid, shit, please, I need to go,” you said desperately, trying not to open your mouth too much, while attempting to move his arm, a small flash of guilt struck you as he groaned in his sleep, brows furrowed together. The burning and tightening of your esophagus made you desperate, and you started kicking your legs, sad to hear confused groaning from Killer whose sleep-ridden eyes opened to stare down at you between the valley of his pecs, looking baffled.

“Killer, please, help,” you asked in obvious urgency, and through his tired haze, he helped you, half asleep by the time you jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, covering your mouth.

Just as you managed to reach the bathroom, you fell to the floor after clumsily locking the door, your stomach emptying itself on the floor, tears forming in your eyes along with your head growing unbearably heavy, vision darkening. Before you had a chance to realize what happened, you fell to the ground in your own vomit, your body not able to hold it together any longer.

-

“Kid, you awake?” Killer said lowly, caressing the tulip’s cheek, feeling him fall into his touch in his sleep. It was a rare sight to see the usual grumpy captain in a completely calm state, and that sight was only reserved for his partners behind closed doors. Killer sighed softly at his sleeping boyfriend, before he himself ventured out of the room, too awake to fall asleep again. So he decided to get the two of you water, noting how you were in the bathroom longer than usual, but not fear-inducingly long enough yet, so he leaned against the kitchen counter, a glass of water in one hand and a book in the other.

He had barely skimmed through a page when he noticed how unsettling the silence was. He remembered the last time you suddenly ran to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and went to knock on the door, and he cursed at himself when his suspicions turned out to be true when there was no response. Fuck.

He ran to your shared bedroom and pulled at Kid’s legs, getting a sleepy death glare as a result of waking up the one person on deck who no one is allowed to disturb his sleep no matter what. Captain’s orders.

“It’s happened again, we have to break down the door,” Killer explained, and when copper eyes looked confused down at the empty spot beside him and realized what Killer had said. He jumped out of bed and threw on the first pair of pants he could find, following after his partner who had already started to kick at the door that separated them from their third party.

“For fucks sake, why did we get a thicker door again?” Kid complained as he too kicked with all his might at the reinforced door.

“Because Heat burned down all the other ones,” Killer reminded him, huffing at the door’s resistance.

“Fucking Heat,” and with the complaint about the crewmate, the hinges, and lock of the door gave in, and they made sure to not let the door fall towards you, both of them looking at you in shock.

Your skin was duller and completely covered in sweat, dark bags had already crept under your eyes and your breathing was shallow, clearly exhausted.

“Fuck,” Kid muttered, a small crack in his voice so unnoticeable it would have gone unheard if it wasn’t for the dead silence of the night.

Killer kneeled next to you, moving you to lay on your side, opening your airways, his brows scrunched together in concern.

“Y/n, why does this keep happening to you?” his question left his lips in a small, concerned whisper, not meant for anyone in particular to hear.

After making sure your airways were clear and your breathing was stable, the pair decided to stay in the bathroom with you until you woke up. Already making sure they had some food and water ready for you, Kid stroked your damp hair, ignoring the sick all over it, while Killer stroked your hand, which he held softly in his own. When your eyelids fluttered, and you wretched out a painful cry before covering the floor with even more of your vomit, which was now mostly just pure liquid, Killer was on your side in an instant, supporting your back with his strong arms. His calloused hands stroked your back, feeling the muscles beneath his hand contract at your retching, as your breathing became unstable and desperate because of the sudden throw-up, tears falling down your face and mixing with the mess on the floor.

“I’m-I’m sorry!” you cried out with a gasp before throwing up again, your body bolting forwards, causing your arms to become pillars beneath you, and they saw your body starting to shake as you started heaving for breath, drool, and vomit dropping from your mouth and hair, and you started crying.

“Jesus fuck, what happened?” Kid asked when he thought you were ready to talk, but only being met with a scolding look from Killer, whose hand kept stroking your back.

“Come one, baby, get all of it out, don’t worry about the mess,” his dark, silky voice comforted you and you nodded at his words, still gasping for air, praying you didn’t have anything else to throw up - but your prayers weren’t heard, and once again your throat burned as the last of what you could possibly get out of your body was finally gone.

A few minutes went by with the three of you sitting in silence, both of them caressing your back in an attempt to comfort you as they watched your heaving settle, before you slumped to the ground in exhaustion and embarrassment, sniffling loudly, head as heavy as earlier. It didn’t help either that the blurry vision wouldn’t go away, contorting the view of everything around you. In contrast, however, you didn’t want to see their faces while being such a mess.

“Y/n? Do you need anything?” the words were slightly slurred due to your exhausted state, and you couldn’t get any words out yourself, your hand reaching to grab whatever you could, as long as it was one of them. Kid, whose usually stoic and aggressive persona was now stripped off him, leaving him concerned and vulnerable as he saw his lover in agony on the floor beside him, shot Killer a look when your hand grabbed the fabric of his pants weakly. His big and calloused hand placed itself over yours, feeling your shiver, an indescribable ache in his heart occurring inside of him. Killer could see the horror and helplessness in Kid’s eyes, something only he was trusted with. 

“Kil, they’re freezing, what the fuck, we need to get blankets,” before he could leave the floor, Killer chuckled at the rare sight of his shared boyfriend panicking.

“Draw the bath, I don’t think they want to go to bed covered in vomit,” and Kid’s face flushed red, realizing that was a much better solution as he saw Killer carefully pull your arms and head out of your oversized t-shirt. The one you had stolen from one of them at the start of your relationship and demanded to sleep in every night. Always complaining when Killer took it by force to wash it.

Kid made sure the water wasn’t too cold nor hot when he helped place you in the tub, seeing how you avoided their gaze even in your exhausted state, too tired to speak and move on your own. Killer’s hands snaked their way around his boyfriend’s waist, meeting each other on firm muscles as his head fell into the crook of the redhead’s neck, Kid melting into the soft hug he rarely allowed, his hand landing on his first-mate's forearm.

“They’re gonna be okay,” Kid only nodded, but Killer felt a small fall of his boyfriend’s shoulder. After a few more moments of comfortable silence and warmth, Killer broke the silence, “why don’t you join them? It looks lonely in there,” Killer chuckled after murmuring the offer into Kid’s soft skin, and pressed a small kiss on the shoulder beneath him before withdrawing his arms. As he turned around to go find paper towels and cleaning supplies, he heard Kid scoff and chuckled to himself.

“I’m only doin’ it cause they need help,” Kid muttered under his breath, before pulling off his pants and underwear, and carefully sliding himself behind you. Pouring water on you, he felt you melt against his chest, weak against the warm, soft embrace of his skin. You fell asleep to him massaging your scalp with shampoo while muttering as he scolded you for not following his beauty advices.

#kid x reader x killer #kid x killer #kidkiller #eustass kid x reader #killer x reader #massacre soldier killer #one piece x reader #eustass kid #one piece #sfw #not sinful #kid pirates #one piece killer #my work #comfort #tw: vomit #polyamourous #x reader

[aftonsparv-bugzz]

:33 < sick and tired of polyamory not being accepted in the lgbtqia2s+ community. come on. it is 2024 and we still cant accept our own community because "oh polyams are just weird straights who date multiple people" NO ?? MY GOODNESS THIS IS THE "aroace isnt valid in the community" ALL OVER AGAIN. WE AS A COMMUNITY DONT HAVE TO EXCLUDE. WE SHOULD INCLUDE. BE TOGETHER AS ONE. UNITY. NO FIGHTING AGAINST LABELS, GENDER, WHAT IS "VALID" AND WHAT ISNT. we spend YEARS fighting for our rights just to exclude LABELS ???! THIS IS NOT WHAT WE FOUGHT FOR. WE HAVE THE FREEDOM TO EXPRESS OURSELVES WITH LABELS, AND YET "reddit_user69" DECIDED "polyam isnt valid cause its actually like a weird version of straights"

B33 < in my eyes polyamory is a valid apart of the community

B33 < and no, idont mean as "cousins" of the community, or being "similar" to it, imean being apart of it.

:33 < if you support lgbtqia2s+ community then actually support it. support your community. "weird" identities. xenogenders. polyams. bipoc queers. disabled queers. gnc trans people. "obscure" and "contradictory" labels. yea youre accepting of the queer community, but are you actually ?? cause youdont sound too sure of it.

#surprisingly not homestuck #caps cw #tw capital letters #caps tw #caps #tw caps #cw caps #capital letters #lgbtq community #lgbtq #lgbtqia+ #lgbtqiia+ #lgbt pride #lgbtqia #lgbtqplus #queer #polyamorous #polyam #polyamourous #polyamory #mew is raging !! #nepeta sp33ks !! :3 #dont know if this is discourse but do tell me to tag it if needed #rant cw #tw rant #cw rant #sorry for the rant

[primary-colors-no-more]

KICKING MY LITTLE FEET KICKING MY POLY LITTLE FEET

I’VE COLLECTED MORE QPR’S

AND AND AND ONE IS ALSO A SYSTEM

I CAN NOT EXPRESS HOW HAPPY I AM

-🎧

#cw caps #caps tw #tw caps #caps cw #qpr #queerplatonic #queer platonic relationship #queer platonic partner #qpr pride #polyamourous #polyamarous #polyamory #polycule

[zebulontheplanet]

As a polyamorous person in a monogamous queer relationship, you would not BELIEVE the amount of blatant homophobia and polyamphobia (is that even the right word?) i experience. People telling me I’m not polyamorous because I’m in a monogamous relationship, the amount of people who’ve called me a creep, weird, slurs, just because they think I’m stringing along my partner or not happy. Not to mention the things I face as a polyamorous person in general.

#zebrambles #polyamourous #queer #tw homophobia #tw polyamphobia #mongomous relationship

[the-pan-ace-writings]

El Sin Nombre

A/N> low key struggled on this one but i actually ended up really liking it and I didnt have to combined missions so it shouldnt throw of title names lol

tw> smoking (i have fascination with shotgunning so theyre gunna do it at some point in this series just not today )

First Next Last Masterlist AO3

Two trucks rumbled to a stop in some forgotten spot in the Mexican desert, their only light was the yellow tinge from the headlights, and distantly the scraping and howling of wild dogs filled the night air. 

    Soap and Alejandro roughly handled Hassan as they pulled him from the truck, he struggled blindly against them angry sounds of protest escaped him 

   “On yer knees” Soap shoved him to the ground and Alejandro ripped the bag from his head. Badger mirrored Ghost, both standing on opposite sides of the truck watching as Graves set up a computer camera to point towards Hassan. 

   “Y’all got a clear picture?” Graves was messing with the computer screen a little longer before Badger heard an affirmative from who he presumed was the American general Shepard and Laswell. “Alright, we are live, folks” he swaggered over to where Hassan was kneeling, who looked surprisingly arrogant for being the one about to be interrogated, Badger caught the look of annoyance flash across Graves face. 

   Hassan was the first to speak, leading up towards Graves as he neared. “Do you speak Arabic?” 

   “No.”

   He didn't look surprised, “Farsi?” 

   Graves looked down at him, he had his hands gripping his vest and he stood in a way that declared bored confidence, he pressed his lips in a thin line before responding. 

   “No.”

   “Course not” he smirked “Then I'll speak your bastardized medieval English because you are all uneducated street dogs.” he looked around him as he spoke before returning to watch Graves as he took a step forwards

   “Ahh, see… were getting of to a bad start here, Hassan”

   “You are talking to a Quds Force Officer” 

   “You’re the commander of a foreign terror organization”

   “I can say the same to you.” 

   Graves took another step forwards and leered at Hassan “What’s your target. ‘Major '’' the title sounded mocking as it fell from his mouth, Hassan's face twisted slightly at the insult. 

   “What was your target when they sent missiles to my land?” 

   “Oh well, wild guess…To nail your ass”

    “So insolent and foul-mouthed. You will learn to respect me when your nation sees fire.”

   Badger was certain Hassan could feel Graves' breath as he spoke with how close he had gotten, the previous humor slipping from him to be replaced with stone. 

   “You are in bed with the cartel, Hassan. If you disappeared, no one would know where to look for the fuckin’ stain.”

   Hassan turned from him and laughed before leaning ever closer. 

   “I have no doubt you’ll take pleasure in torturing me”

   “Who’d you get American missiles from?” Soap stepped forwards towards them, a look of frustration evident. Shepherd’s voice cut in roughly from the computer screen interrupting any reply Hassan might have given. 

   “I don't care who they’re from, I wanna know where they’re going” They all looked over to the screen as he spoke. Badger thought it was odd that the General wouldn't have wanted to know where they came from, He met Ghost eyes as the general spoke trying to see if he had the same suspicion as he did. 

   The dogs started again around them, and they sounded closer than then they first pulled up. Badger looked towards the middle again, and watched Alejandro who had kept his hand firmly on Hassan shake him a little with the sounds of the dogs, he saw Soap smirk at Alejandro's movement. 

   Graves took a step back from Hassan and raised his hands up to gesture to the area around them, still plunged in darkness from cloudy night. 

   “Take a look around, Hassan.” another dog howled “now you can either become part of the food chain or you can start talking” he stepped forwards and crouched down to Hassan's level, a sarcastic smile on his face.

   “I’m a hostage here, this is illegal” Hassan spoke simply.

   Alejandro pulled him back slightly so that he could speak down to him. 

   “You’re a prisoner of war” 

   “Iran is not at war with Mexico. I've broken no laws,” he tossed his head again towards graves and looked towards where Ghost was standing besides the headlights of the truck “These men and their commanders are the law breakers”  he dropped his sight to the laptop propped up as he spoke.

   Soap stepped forwards again “You and your beloved General Ghorbrani broke every--”

   “Do not speak his name!” Hassan spit the words like venom and  moved to get up, nearly launching himself towards Soap, Alejandro roughly shoving him back into place. “You executed him and you will pay for your crimes” he reared forwards again towards Graves this time.  “Only God can help you know!” 

   Badger started to step forwards from his spot against the truck as General Shepherd's angry voice came through the laptop. 

   “I want this bastard in permanent custody or looking up at the goddamn grass” 

   “General, killing Hassan is an act of war, keeping him is illegal. Right now, he is too hot to hold.” Laswell interrupted him. 

   “Tell me you're getting something actionable, Laswell”

   “Working on it. Stand by”

   Graves snatched the laptop up from the ground, placing it on the hood of the truck, Alejandro and Soap kept Hassan in place. 

   “Actual, let me finish this.” Grave spoke slowly into the computer, Ghost turned to watch him. 

   “There is nothing I would like more.” Shepherd sounded disappointed “but Laswell’s right, without proof we need to turn him loose. See where he leads us”

   Badger barely kept his anger in control as he turned sharply to watch the laptop, stepping behind Graves to look down at the General. Soap stepped over from Hassan upon hearing, and voiced the anger that Badger felt.

   “He's right here. You can't be serious.” he growled the words out, and the look of anger worsened as Shepherd spoke again.

   “I'm afraid I am, son” Badger didn't know what it was with Americans and calling everyone son but it angered him deeply he stepped forwards to join in the protest when Ghost spoke up.

   “Did we get anything from his phone?” voice ever calm and confident, that too grated on Badgers nerves. He knew logically that they were right but after all the hell they had gone through to capture Hassan, it was almost crushing to let him go and let that all be for naught. 

   “Affirmative. We got a hit.” Laswell’s voice sounded detached from the situation. 

   “Good, Now take him back and let him go.” They all shared a look of anger before nodding towards Alejandro and Hassan. 

   Hassan was roughly treated as he was tossed back into the truck, head covered and cuffed tightly once again. Any ramblings from him were cut off fast as Badger pushed him forwards pressing his face into his knees in the truck, his hand on the back of his head tightened as he leaned down to whisper threats of violence if he spoke again. He pushed his head forwards again before letting go and settling into his seat again keeping an eye on Hassan as the long drive started once again. 

   Ghost reported that Laswell Gaz and Price were doing a recon by fire mission based on the hit that they had gotten from Hassan's phone. They could only wait for the results of their mission before they could take any more action here, or even learn if they had to continue here. 

   Badger had found his way to the rooftop of Alejandro's base. He had graciously given the visiting task force quarters in the base to clean up and rest from the chaos that was then day. Badger knew he probably should be taking this time to sleep, but he found himself unable so when he finally exhausted all the tasks to keep himself busy he found himself on the roof. 

   He was freshly showered, redid Soaps handiwork on his forehead, and neaten his braided hair back into its bun. He had a lit cigarette hanging loosely from his lips, the remaining pack of cigarettes tucked into his pants pocket, they surprisingly survived the plunge into the river to his pleasure. 

   He heard the door drop against the rock he had propped in the doorway to keep it from locking him out, looking over his shoulder he saw Soap peeking out of the frame before he settled his searching gaze on him, a small smile and he was out from the door and settling himself next to Badger as he leaded against the railing looking over the landscape. He had a mug with him. 

   “Get lost wandering have you?” Badger spoke over his shoulder as Soap approached, he got a simple chuckle from the man 

   “Haven't you heard those are bad for you?” Soap joked with him, he leaned heavily against the railing and looked slightly up to speak to Badger, he just shook his head and took another drag of the cigarette. 

   “Barkin’ like my sister huh?” Badger grumbled at him when he saw Soap staring at the cigarette, “whatcha got in there?” He nodded to the mug held loosely in Soap's hand. 

   “Coffee, seems like you're not the only one unable to rest tonight”  Badger watched as he took a sip of the coffee, he turned to look back out to the landscape again exhaling the smoke away from Soap. “How's your head?” 

   Badger hummed nonchalantly, “nothing too bad, you patched me up well”

   “That's good, ye came up from the water looking absolutely deadly, looked like blood pourin’ down yer face.” He took another sip from his mug and continued to chat, filling the silence of the night as Badger followed along loosely, occasionally taking another drag from his cigarette watching as he spoke. 

   He must have missed a question because now Soap had stepped a bit closer to him and was holding out his hand asking for something unknown. Badger looked down at his hand as he shook it again, “are you out?” 

   “Out of what?” Badger asked dumbly, looking back up at Soap.

   “Smokes?” He didn't seem offended that Badger had missed the question, he seemed amused actually. 

   “Right” he tried to cover his slight embarrassment with a chuckle and grabbed the pack from his pocket, and offered it to Soap who looked at the badly water damaged box and the slightly ruined cigarettes inside, his fingers brushing against his momentarily as he grabbed one out of the pack. Badger shoved them back into his pocket and looked back out off the roof, bringing his own cigarette back to his lips. 

   Soap hummed to grab his attention, and when he turned to look back over at Soap with an unlit cigarette on his lips significantly closer, he almost took a step back but was stopped by the railing. 

   “A light?” Right. He hasn't given him the lighter. 

   He went to grab his lighter from his other pocket when Soap confidently took another step into his space and touched his unlit cigarette to the nearly gone one that Badger still had between his lips. Soap had stepped into the space between his legs to do so and gripped the railing that Badger was leaning on.  He stood stock still and watched as Soap lit his cigarette, he took a step back and took a drag from it, his hand brush his hip as it fell from the spot he grabbed the railing to lean on to reach Badger. 

   Badger coughed and flushed and did his best to look unaffected from what had happened and finished his cigarette as Soap just went back to chatting like nothing had happened. After a while Soap finished his and stubbed it out on the railing before winking at him with a smile, bidding him a good rest of his night and went back into the building to presumably catch up on rest, harassing Badger being enough to tire him out. 

   He shook his head before turning in himself. 

   They stood on a rooftop a little distant from a large adobe mansion, three stories tall, a gorgeous pool and windows and arches to the nines. The sky was darkening with nightfall, lights from the neighboring homes starting to go out as the families inside started night routines. 

   “La casa de Sin Nombre?” Soap asked as he lowered his binoculars to speak with

   Alejandro, Badger was impressed with how fast Soap was learning Spanish here even though his accent did make him sound clumsy. 

   “No. One of his Lugartenientes” 

   “A cartel Lieutenant” Soap repeated with confidence, which earned him a small pat on the shoulder from Alejandro before he turned back to look at the mansion again. Graves was looking at the mansion with his own telescope as Alejandro spoke

   “My sources tell me all the VIPs in Las Almas will be there tonight, some are invited, others are, umm…”

   “Volun-told?” Graves finished for him. 

   “yes “ 

   “What's the meet about?”

   “Us. Las Almas is burning and they want to know who lit the fire” Alejandro took a step back before looking over their group again, Badger stood next to Soap overlooking the edge, Graves had stepped closer to Alejandro so that he wasn't shouting his conversation, and per usual Ghost stood back a little distant keeping an eye on the entirety of the group. He stepped forwards. 

   “Sin Nombre will be there, yeah?” 

   “No guarantees but this is our best shot” Alejandro beckoned him closer to the rest of the group, pulling them away from the ledge and into a circle.

   “Then we take it, I got enough Shadows here to take over the whole damn country” Badger looked over at Graves sharply as he spoke, something about the man Badger found unsettling, whether it was the way he insisted on business casual under his gear or the too confident way that he spoke he wouldn't be able to tell you but it set his skin crawling. 

   “I’d prefer if you didn't” Alejandro leaned forwards as he spoke clearly miffed by Graves as well. 

   “I'm Just sayin’... one house shouldn't be a problem” humor lilted his voice. 

   “We need Sin Nombre alive” Ghost reminded 

   “Well…” Graves pulled a face and looked back over at the mansion, he might have enough shadows to take the country but he's got to keep this target alive, something that maybe his band of shadows might not be great at if the hesitation meant anything. “Then we need to meet him.”

   “How?” Soap perted up at the suggestion of action, Badger looked over to the mansion again as Graves started divulging his plan.

   “Give ‘em what they want, intel.” He smirked “they wanna know who’s here. Let’s tell ‘em”

   “In person-?” Alejandro started to object

     “Correcto '' Graves' voice took on that stomach churning confidence again “get one of us inside, find the boss” shit this was a bad plan. “Roll him up.” a really bad plan. 

   “I’ll do it” He is so fucking stupid, Badger could almost scream at that stupid Scots man. He stayed silent. 

   “You go in there, and they'll kill you, hermano” 

   “I’ll take my chances.” Badger looked over to Ghost trying to see if he'd object to Soap going in. “We came here to stop a missile, let's stop it” Ghost turned from looking at Badger to focus on Soap, It only slightly settled his nerves. “I’ll offer intel for a meeting with Sin Nombre, and if he’s there, we pounce.”  He shone with confidence. 

   “Hell yeah- you've got balls, you son of a bitch” Alejandro smiled deviously and gripped Soap’s shoulder lightly. “You make it in, you'll need eyes and ears. I'll go too”

   “I'll take overwatch” Ghost broke in, "Badger you too” He nodded silently in agreement “Shadow circles the target in a helo”

   “Roger that” Graves looked over to Soap “they are going to want poof…” he ripped a badge off of his vest and handed it to Soap. “Show ‘em this” it was the shadows insignia, They bumped fist, and Graves stepped away from the group a confident ‘call me when you need me’ tossed over his shoulder as he went to collect his part of the mission.

   The rest of the team started moving and Badger paused before following, Soap noticed his unspoken hesitation and waved back for him before lightly gripping the front of his vest and tugging him along to join the rest of the team. 

   “Stones don't worry that much” Soap jokingly whispered to him before they joined and Badger grunted before brushing him off half heartedly. 

   The lights of the city filled in the night sky and dimly lit the mountains that surrounded the city of Las Almas. Badger laid prone stiffly next to Ghost who was focused on adjusting his scope in silence. 

   “Shadows on station” Graves' voice leaked from their comm units. Ghost looked over briefly to where Badger was setting himself up with the comms and binoculars, his rifle in hand reach, and nodded before speaking into the comms. 

   “Copy. All set here.” 

   “Seein’ room to set down on the roof” Graves called out, Badger looked over the roof before whispering an affirmative over the comms to Graves, looking over the building it seemed to be chalk full of armed men peering out over every possible look out. It was extremely important that none of them were caught, the likelihood of Alejandro and Soap even combined trying to fight their way out of there successfully was slim. 

   “Eyes on two, armed at the front door” Ghost whispered into the comms, the sound rumbled through Badger. 

   “Alejandro, how you doin’?” 

   “Un Vaquero, inside…” Alejandro was whispering into the comms as well, but apparently made it inside safely.

   “Goddamn, how’d you do that?” Graves sounded mildly surprised at the speed that he had gotten in.

   “Violently” humor laced his whisper. 

   Badger looked down from the Mansion towards the driveway that led up to it, he caught Soap waking up slowly, arms raised and stripped of his normal tactical gear.

   “Eyes on Soap” Badger whispered almost too quietly, he watched as he approached closer to the armed men at the gate, watched as they shot towards his feet, watched as he flinched back before stopping.

   “Visual on Soap, confirmed” Ghost spoke into his comms, Badger must have been too quiet for the comms to pick up. 

   "Moment o’ truth” The way Graves spoke smugly in his relative safety while Soap was facing a literal loaded gun made Badger's blood simmer. 

   “They see him?” Alejandro questioned as the two men patted Soap down.

   “They do now” Ghost whisper was rough, Badger almost thought he might be as miffed as he was. 

   They watched with bated breath as they held him on his knees, weapons pointed at his head as they spoke into their radio. It only took another moment before one of the gunmen took a sack from somewhere in their pockets and covered Soap's head, and roughly dragged him back to his feet, kicking them wider so that they could pat him down further.

   It looked like the cartel took the bait.

   “They’re taking him in”

   “Kid’s got sand” Graves quipped back

   “Let's hope he keeps it, yeah?” Badger let go of the breath he had be holding in a slow controlled manner, trying to settle the simmering under his skin. 

   “I hope he makes it…” Alejandro whispered back to them, that did nothing to help settle Badger. 

   They both watched as he entered the compound and passed where they could keep and eye on him, or at least until he made it to the upper levels. 

   “Alejandro, he's all yours” Badger sat up from his prone position slowly to look around them again. 

   They were tucked into a small outcropping of trees, and rough boulders similar to the ones that littered the cliffside that they sprinted down less than two days ago. Very faintly Badger could hear the clipping of the Shadows helicopter hidden among the clouds. A storm was brewing behind the mountains, and it was sure to rain here soon. 

   He settled back down to his spotter position, and went back to searching through the upper levels of the mansion and peering into any window that he could, he could feel himself fidgeting silently. 

   The minutes crawled by, ever so slowly, and no sign of Soap, and Alejandro was silent, 

   “Where the fuck are they?” Badger growled lowly, he hated with all his heart missions like this, he wasn't made for recon, and barely possessed the patients to be a spotter he was one to go into the fight and tonight there wasn't supposed to be a fight, and if there was going to be one he wasn't going to be able to join. The simmering of his blood itched his skin and a grimace started growing on his face. 

   “Be patient.” Ghost snapped at him. “Sit fuckin’ still.” Badger hadn't noticed that he was messing with his binoculars again. He looked over at Ghost after settling back down. He looked like stone, not moving in the slightest, it barely looked like he was breathing only occasionally could Badger catch the slight expand of his shoulders. He flinched slightly when Ghost turned his head suddenly to look at him. “Spottin’ or starin’ Badger?” 

   Shit. 

   “Spottin’” Badger flushed slightly as he turned back to what he was suppose to be doing. Fortunately he caught a glimpse of Soap in a large window. 

   “Ghost,” Badger whispered to the specific window that he glanced Soap in. A guard pressed him against glass on the opposite side from the window they were looking into and seemed to be patting him down once again. The guard handed him a mask and he pulled it on. 

   “Ghost, we’re in” Alejandro broke the long radio silence, Badger relaxed slightly 

   “What’ve you got?”

    “El Sin Nombre is in the penthouse. Third Floor.” Soap's voice lit up the comms,  Badger caught the slight exhale from Ghost and watched as his shoulders seemed to ease some of the tension. 

   “Elevator is a straight shot. We just need Diego’s keycard” Alejandro and Soap moved off through the mansion and they lost sight of them again. 

   “Where’s Diego?” Ghost urged them

   “The Ofrenda. Second floor”

   “You seein’ anything, Lt?” 

   “If you can scout a way to the rood, there is access to the penthouse” Ghost turned with his rifle slowly to presumably look over to the penthouse access, Badger hadn't caught the access point. 

   “I’m headed upstairs either way”

   “Cuidado, hermano. Guards find you up there- or in the garage- they’ll shoot on sight.” Alejandro warned 

   “What's in the garage?” Badger and Soap spoke at the same time. 

   “No idea, but it’s important to Diego”

   “Find El Sin Nombre and let's get this done. Out here” Ghost closed the open comms on their side and sunk deeper into his position with his rifle cradled carefully in his grip, Badger pulled his own rifle closer to him, rechecking that it was alright where it rested. 

   Soap and Alejandro moved to the complete opposite side of the roof so Badger only caught a small glimpse of either of them. Soap was wandering as inconspicuous as he could while trying to quickly find his way to the second floor. Badger caught him slinking back into the building and off of the open roof area. Soap occasionally reported when he found something particularly helpful and it was mildly comforting to hear him report when he found weapons, he wasn't unarmed anymore. 

   “I'm on the second floor.” 

   “Diego is in the Ofrenda. Its somewhere on this floor”

   They watched him dodge the sight of guards, passing slowly between windows visible to them from their outlook. He came out to a balcony tucked in a corner just barely in Badger's line of sight. He paused before ducking back into whatever room that led to the balcony.

   “Alejandro- Found Diego” he sounded slightly breathless

   “Roger that”

   There was the sound of mild scuffling coming from the comms after Soap disappeared deeper into the mansion again, but no alarms sounded and no one seemed to be alerted to whatever commotion he was causing. Badger paused as he watched Soap reappear on the balcony, he looked a little roughed up but he now had a pistol in hand, and while he couldn't see his face Badger would be money that he had the stupid lopsided grin that he'd taken to when he was about to cause problems. 

   “Things are bout ta get hot here” Soap sounded like he was grinning that's for damn sure. Badger put the binoculars down to grab purchase on his rifle, its scope was smaller and made it harder to keep an eye on Soap, Ghost Huffed alongside him as he focused on what Soap was doing.

   “A la verga! Guess we’re doing this.” 

   A single shot rang out, and for a moment nothing happened. Another breath of air and the whole compound broke into chaos. A siren sounded and men started rushing towards where Soap had launched himself through a window towards wherever he had shot. 

   “Ghost, we’re compromised!” Badger swore he heard a short burst of what could have been a chuckle from Ghost before he started firing towards any of the armed men that he could reach. 

   “Copy, covering exterior!” he paused his fire for a moment, “Badger, keep an ear out” 

   Badger made an affirmative and looked around them quickly before going back to help take out men along the roofs, Soap and Alejandro were unseen again but they could hear their clamor over the comms. 

   “Alejandro, Diego's dead” Soap emerged back into sight on the balcony, and he flashed the key card before tucking it into a pocket

   “A huevo. That's my carnal. Meet at the elevator!” Soap took off like a bat out of hell towards the insides of the building again. 

   Quickly there were no more targets for them to shoot, and they were still clear, no one had found their way up to them if they were looking. Badger had a sneaking suspicion that they might be too busy with the deadly duo that they had trapped to look out for the deadly hillside sniper. 

   The elevator seemed to interfere with the comms, their link went dead for a moment, almost long enough for Badger to call out over it to them until the clamor returned and it sounded like they breached into a room.

   “Snake cam is set, time to get PID on El Sin Nombre” Alejandro whispered over the comms

   “Lets put a face to the nameless” a pause “no fucking way” breathless. 

   “What is it?” 

   “The Sicaria I met downstairs. Valeria- Shes El Sin Nombre”

   “Valeria? Are you sure, hermano?” Badger was surprised to hear anger reaching into Alejandro's voice. 

   “Yes.” Soap confirmed again, he heard a curse over the comms and he couldn't tell who it was from, 

   “Graves, Sin Nombre is posing as a female sicaria. We’re moving in. You set?” 

   “Check” 

   “Ghost? Badger?”

   “Ready.” “we’re here” they spoke at the same time. 

   “Take her alive”

   A crashing came over the comms and then yelling as they presumably burst through a door, constant fire filled over the comms and they tracked the flashing of fire through windows keeping an eye out for anyone that burst from the penthouse. 

   “She ran out the back!” Alejandro was shouting “Don't let her escape!”

     Graves' helicopter became visible coming out from cloud cover and lowering close to the more open spaces of the roof, A door crashed open and a smaller figure rushed forwards. Fuck. it had to be her. 

   “Down! Get down. Now!” They could faintly hear the PA system from the Helicopter from their location; they were fortunate that she ran towards their side of the mansion so that they could keep and eye on the situation. “A bullet will make you kneel.” “‘atta girl” 

   “Ground team you're clear to move in'' They could hear graves speaking from Soaps comm as he approached the now kneeling woman to take her into custody.

   “El Sin Nombre” Soap was pulling her to her feet.

   “My name is Valeria” she sounded angry, clearly. 

   “Hiding in plain sight?” 

   “Hiding?” She sounded confident for the situation that she was in. “I’m everywhere..soldier” 

   Graves stepped down from where he was perched in the Helicopter to meet the woman, Valeria. 

   “That's good. So are we. let's go” Badger could hear the smirk in his voice, one of the shadows took her from Soap and pushed her into the helicopter, she seems to pause looking back at Alejandro. 

   “Hermano…what's up?” Soap had moved next to Alejandro who seemed to still be starting into the helicopter. 

   “Valeria…I know her.”

   They both climbed into the helicopter and Ghost and Badger watched it take off towards Alejandro's base. 

   Ghost was on his feet and collected the remainder of his gear before taking off down the hill towards the transport vehicle they had to drive to here. Badger followed closely in silence, and when they got to the transport he dumped his gear settling into the passenger seat, Ghost slipped into the drivers and they started rumbling down the road. Badger took out his pack of cigarettes. 

   He brought one to his lips and lit it, taking a deep drag of it before he looked over at Ghost, who to his surprise was staring at him, or rather at the cigarette. Badger grinned sheepishly and took it from his lips to offer to Ghost, and he was just a tad more surprised when Ghost gently took it from him. Badger turned away from Ghost so that he could smoke without eyes upon his face. 

   “Thank you”

   Badger nodded silently and lit another one and closed his eyes as they drove. It was going to be another long night no doubt.

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[kelisaghost]

I just want to be skinny, do drugs and kiss who I fucking want

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[orionthenightfury]

(kinda outdated) TOH sona ref!

(non-sexual half nudity under the cut)

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[ts4ritsa]

Could you please do headcanons of poly! lumity reacting to a nb!s/o's old self harm scars? Only if your okay with that of course. id understand if your not comfortable with that /gen.

✧ lumity imagines :

reacting to s/o reader’s old self-harm scars (enby/gn reader)

cw: self-harm scars

Luz immediately gasps at the sight, but wastes no time taking you into her arms and holding you tightly. Like really tightly. She feels terrible that you were so miserable, to a point that you did this to yourself.

She goes on and on about how she wishes that she was there with you when it happened; to stop you, to comfort and listen to you, to do anything she could to make you feel better.

While Amity at first, is left speechless for a few seconds. But it isn’t a bad thing! She’s just so—dismayed that you’d do that, and why :( - so it overwhelmed her train of thought for a moment.

She loves you so much, and seeing her lover at such a state would leave her heartbroken D:

But then, she then comes and holds you as well. Less tighter though.

The two see how your scars were from so long ago, and you’ve implied how you’ve changed a lot since then. You’ve become happier, happier with them, and all your other new friends. So she and Luz see you’ve recovered.

Luz tells you that she’s so proud that you’ve managed to overcome it. And she’s like OVERJOYED that she and Amity were able to help you do that.

You’re being held in such a gingerly way, that you can’t help but feel so safe in their arms. It makes you feel like you can come to them about everything, and they’d happily listen.

All this while Luz pours her heart out to you, which makes you feel so loved and accepted.

Amity finds it cute and extremely thoughtful of her. She agrees with everything Luz says, about how she wishes they were both there to help you out before, and how they’re so glad they were with you throughout your journey of recovery.

After Luz’s finishes, Amity, still holding you, sweetly tells you that she’d absolutely annihilate who or whatever motivated you to hurt yourself in the first place. You and Luz couldn’t help but giggle, she said it so casually?

Luz then tells you how you can always talk to them whenever you felt like it. Whether you were energetic, sad, angry, whatever.

Amity nods and then assures you how they’d be right by your side to help you get through anything <3

You all can’t help but tear up a little and smile, it’s such a heartwarming moment.

a/n: heello, I just wanted to say I’ve never dealt with situations like this myself, so I deeply apologize if it is portrayed badly. also thank you for understanding if I was uncomfortable anon, but I tried my best and I hope you liked it :)

© ts4ritsa (do not repost w/o credits)

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[freneticsir]

Today I want to introduce you my Sweet Sexy Alien Queen, Isay 😌💅❤️🔥✨

WARNING: there is A LOT of text xD (they’ve got some huge lore..)

Isay is a 2.53m nonbinary (any pronouns) polyamory, demisexual, pan(romantic/sexual) Noodle from my closed species, Sirises, humanoid intersex oviparous fire magician aliens 🫶

MAIN FACTS ABOUT ISAY

4167 years old, slightly mad, altruist, survivalist, drifter, has no instinct of self-preservation, adores comforting their lovers and calling them with cute nicknames (and kinda intentionally pissing them off this way) xD Loves children and dreams to born their own child 💔 They was a good loving parent for adopted children many many times in the past 😌

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Isay’s age - is too much even for Sirises (500-2000 is norm), but due to one tragic event - Isay simply can't die, and regenerates no matter what. As a result, Isay’s memory is damaged and scattered: sometimes Isay happens to forget big parts of their life, or even who they are, what they are, and where they came from. Isay has a ‘memory-keys’ collection to keep their memory in order: a close people's photos from past + short notes, a round glasses collection including even really aged ones, and even collection of cold gun and bullets which Isay was ever wounded by xD

Isay falls in love very easily, yet is floating between demisexual/asexual ~ They don't ‘need’ intimacy, but might get interested if evolve a deep trustful relationships with someone. Isay’s sexuality depends of MANY things, including Sirise’s specific features, so, Isay’s current partner, Zack (24 y.o. human boi), is the first person who Isay got interest to try intimacy with ~ All Isay’s relationships before were platonic only ~

Isay doesn’t care about gender and is comfortable with any pronouns but prefer to be free in terms of self-representation ~ While living among humans, Isay mostly goes by he/him pronouns due to people’s perception of Isay as a male xD But there were a times when Isay was perceived as female as well, so they used she/her pronouns ~ Not a big deal for them ~

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Isay has a very tender, melodic, androgynous voice which they love to use 😎 As a voice claim I can attach this song where the singer’s voice is quite sound like Isay’s ~ But mostly I just love to change female singer voice’s pitch and imagine like that’s Isay singing xD

RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ISAY’s PERSONALITY

Isay sings whenever it's possible, and generally they is the one who would sing ‘Queen - I want to break free’ while vacuum cleaning the house, or just a random meme song as an OST for situation in which they is happened to be like if they live in a musicale xD💦 And yes, they love to rickroll ppl :D

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Isay really loves misadventures, it makes them feel at least something 💀

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Isay is good at sewing/knitting due to their clothes is MUCH prone to be ripped, burned and generally destroyed xD Also they love to knit a sweaters or scarfs for their beloved ones ~ Personally, Isay loves to be SLAY Queen, so their outfits are often quite extravagangeous 💅🔥✨

Isay is really flexible (Sirise’s feature) and good at dancing, especially pole & bellydance ~ Generally Isay is a wide range freelancer, and sometimes (among countless professions including some deadly ones) they gets hired in the clubs as a dancer ~ Isay never feels embarrassed about it or shy, moreover, they enjoying the process and feels pretty under the viewer's eyes ~

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Despite of mostly asexual lifestyle, Isay is hell good at kissing and really loves to do it ~ It soothes them and gives them dopamine in some meanings. They also love touches by the same reason ~ 

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Isay is a hell good shooter, but they shoot only for self-defence and avoid to hurt people (until one angsty episode break them in the story 💀) ~ Isay also likes to take away guns from ppl (and keep those as souvenirs) so they can't hurt anyone xD

Isay is GOOD at cooking and loves it, especially if cooking for their loved people ~ They’ve even written a field recipe book and proudly using it ✨ many of their recipes involve insects 😀 Sometimes Isay also gets hyperfixated on making molded cheese and herb teas and loves to go wild with experiments.. sometimes the results might end up not much s(safe)uccessful 🤪

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Isay is kinda into orange food, like, oranges, carrot etc xD

They just feel like eat orange stuff :D But in general the main point for Isay is just to have it edible because honestly Isay’s stomach can burn even trash, so, in worst times Isay can eat spoiled leftovers, wood or even sand to just suppress the hunger :D So if you feed them literally ANYTHING edible - they will much much grateful ~ But most likely they’d rather cook a dinner for everyone by themself, if you offer them some ingredients ✨

lil vid about their fav foods ~

Isay has special eyes (👁️ ͜ つ👁️)

This isn't native for Sirises and came from parasite Isay got in the past (something between Leucochloridium paradoxum & Сordyceps unilateralis). Isay removed the parasite's ‘core’, but the ‘roots’ has merged with Isay's body and changed their DNA forever 💀 Isay has a creepy-long tongue due to the same parasite 👁👄👁 The vid about parasite is in the end ~

SIRIS SPECIFIC FEATURES SHINING IN ISAY

Isay is a fire magician (can produce/control/swallow any fire), so their body temperature is higher than human’s: near 45c and might grow to hell high. When this happens - Isay ‘cries’ blood (it hurts..) due to literally boiled blood & bursted eye capillaries 💀💔

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Isay's bodytype depends from hydration level only ~ Sirises have evolved a liquid-saving tissue instead of adipose tissue: mostly located on tail, hips, booty and boobies ~ So the more hydrated is Isay = the more they soft and curvy ~ And the less they is hydrated = the thinner. Tail wideness changes too ~

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They purr 👁👄👁

HYPER-EMPATHY

Sirises have a feature that may be named as ‘hyper-empathy’: they can feel if a person has ‘bad’ or ‘good’ vibes towards them: friendly/hostile, likes/hates, happy/miserable, relaxed/scared etc.

Also they might adopt other's emotions or multiply their own, if they feel the same. It doesn’t depend on Sirise's will with other species (only with other Sirises) and may be much traumatic psychically. By this reason, Sirises are mostly a vegeterian specie and they won’t eat / exploit life forms which are evolved enough to feel pain and emotions. Isay follows that diet as well ~

But Isay personally - is no longer able to feel emotions by itself by the exact same reason why they have became Immortal. Generally, they needs to live among people to be able to have any feelings. So, basically, Isay is kind of empty vessel and is obligated to co-exist with humans (or other species) in a sort of symbiotic relationships. Otherwise, Isay would slowly fall into sort of catatonic state of mind for god knows how long. An opposite effect: they might get overwhelmed by people’s emotions around if those are too intense (fear / euphoria / grief / etc) - and this may cause them a mental breakdown and even seriously damage their sanity 💀

EARS

Isay's ears has a lot of nerve endings which helps Isay anticipate weather/atmosphere pressure/wind changes, and generally their ears - are their main organs in terms of their hyper-empathy ~

Due to this - their ears are VERY MUCH sensitive for someone's touches ~ It may be really pleasuring with loving person which Isay trusts, but it will be much painful with unfamiliar person which Isay doesn't trust, and especially if person has bad ‘vibes’ or is simply hostile ~ This involves any sorts of interactions: from a simple touches to injuries and works only in terms of ‘someone’s’ touches. If ears are touched by an item (hat, pillow, etc) there wouldn’t be much trouble, but if the same item touches Isay’s ears while being held by a person - then the trouble starts xD

HAIR

Isay's hair is super coarse (Siris feature) so it’s always kinda messy and spiked ~ But it becomes curly and fluffy when Isay falls in love, and SUPER curvy when Isay is aroused ~ In opposite: hair becomes straight and heavy when Isay feels unwell mentally and physically 💔

TAIL

Isay’s tail is ‘meaty’ and it’s tip can serve as additional ‘hand’ ~ Also, those fancy things on the base of the tail are not fur but fleshy soft scions which serve as liquids storage as well ~ When Isay's body is hydrated well - they're bigger, but when the body is dehydrated - they almost disappear 💦

EYES

Isay is a MONSTER because u know what??

They LOVE onion's juice!! It doesn't hurt them!! Quite the opposite: it CALMS their eyes after blood crying so Isay uses onion juice as eye drops!! And yes.. sometimes Isay smells like roasted onion.

AND THE MOST IMPORTANT

Never give them anything with caffeine 💀

Any food/drinks which contains caffeine affects on Isay's specie like heavy alcohol or drugs, so Isay have to avoid it to act sanely <:D

Also, energy drink can affect them like aphrodisiac (depends of circumstances) 👁️💦 

On the other hand: no any human addictive things doesn't affect Sirises. But they will get heavily dizzy and might even black out if you smoke cigarettes near them 💀

WHOOOOSH.. I hope I didn't forget for now 🤣💦

Thank you for coming to my OC TED Talk 👁👄👁🫶❤️✨Next time I’ll tell about Isay’s polyamory family.. or Sirises! depends xD💦

As the final gesture, here is a vid about Sirises (shortly) ~

P.S.: my apologies for the wrong term I used for Sirises as an intersex specie, I was uneducated and wasn’t sure how I should call the specie which has both reproductive systems fully evolved, so I went by obviously outdated term 💀💔 but now I know 🔥

~ and a vid about Isay’s parasite ~

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[noahsteensonfilms]

Mrs Goodman, mom of Spencer Goodman, being an ignorant 80's housewife from Oklahoma for an entire scene.

TW: Ableism, Homophobia, Racism

Warning: she's the nice parent, wait until you meet Mr Goodman 😬

#oc #ocs #gay ocs #gay #my oc stuff #my ocs #my ocs <3 #gay oc #polyamourous oc #tw homophobia #tw ableism #tw racism #screenwriting #screenwriter

[demonicxrocker]

★ | colorpicked trans, a couple polyamorous, and nonbinary flags from samgladiator, taurtis, and grian! for one of my friends on discord 💪

★ | as usual, free to use with a reblog and credit somewhere on your account; no exceptions. (tags of the post DON’T count. and no, "credit to the maker" or whatever doesn't count either!!)

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[gremlinsbooty]

WAKE UP KAIMEILU NATION! OUR TIME TO SHINE HAS COME!! 💙❤️💖

Polyamourous people are real!!!

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[happyst1mss]

polyamorous flag stimboard 💭💭💭

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