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Polyamory x Reader
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sexual, but dumb things the hq! boys do
**nsfw, minors DNI... and yes there are repeats**
always reminding you to drink water because he really likes to make you squirt: osamu, matsukawa, tendou, kita, sugawara, konoha, akaashi, iwaizumi, kageyama
has a bookshelf* dedicated to physical volumes of hentai manga to read for âinspirationâ: atsumu, kenma, futakuchi, tendou, akaashi
*atsumu/tendou/futakuchi do not hide, kenma/akaashi do
making sure to charge his phone before he wants to fuck because he loves taking videos and pictures of you: suna, kenma, kunimi, semi, atsumu, hoshiumi
buys a full body mannequin to practice shibari on: tsukishima, kuroo, akaashi, kita
types up an entire script the first time you try role play: akaashi, shirabu, hanamaki, sakusa, kuroo
intensely scratching his back to see what it would look/feel like if he asked you to do it and gets hard so quick: goshiki, yamaguchi, kageyama
uses urban dictionary to look up insults and mean words to expand his degradation vocabulary when he learns you like it: oikawa, semi, kita, ushijima, goshiki, kageyama, komori
helps above people expand their degradation vocabulary without having to even think about it: shirabu, sakusa, tsukishima, kyotani, kenma
buys you pet themed lingerie after you have a completely innocent conversation about how cute said animal is: hanamaki, kunimi, oikawa, atsumu, suna, tendou, kenma, futakuchi, hinata, konoha
will rearrange all of the furniture in your bedroom so he can make you look at yourself and him in the mirror during sex: atsumu, osamu, bokuto, hoshiumi, matsukawa, hinata, sugawara
uses those 18+ boyfriend nsfw audios on youtube as a educational reference when you tell him you want him to moan during sex: atsumu, kageyama, suna, ushijima
starts eating yogurt because he thinks itâll make his cum loads bigger since the texture can be somewhat similar: bokuto, kageyama, ushijima, atsumu
buys a bunch of different brands of chocolate spreads, ice creams, and whipped cream to taste test before he decides which is the best for food play: osamu, tendou, suna, kunimi, hanamaki, oikawa
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New ship name for Camille/Emily/Gabriel polycule is Caberily, credit to @capnstarkey
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I bet this show would be so much interesting if we got threesome relationship between Emily, Gabriel and Camille
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Soulmates - Brian May x Reader x Roger Taylor
Request:Â @mrsmazzellotaylorâ (y/n) soulmate is x member but she doesnt love them, and instead loves y member ?? (u can choose the members)
Pairing:Â Brian May x Reader x Roger Taylor or Gwilym lee!Brian May x reader x Ben Hardy!Roger Taylor
Word count: 2757
Warning: I kinda change it so it has a happy ending, hope you like it, though almost everything is angsts.
A/n:sorry if you find errors.
Tags: @destiel-stucky4ever-loki-queenâ @reedusteinrambles
The first kiss. A taunting moment that came just once, and yet it could change your entire life forever.
You first hear soulmates was when you ask your mother about it, you were so curious about it and surprise when you heard for the first time what a soulmate was.
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Letâs Do It Again -Â Reader x Roger Taylor x Brian May x John Deacon
Part 1:Â Letâs Help Each Other
Pairing: Reader x Roger Taylor x Brian May x John Deacon can be read as  Reader x Roger Taylor!Ben Hardy x Brian May!Gwilym Lee x John Deacon!Joe Mazzello
Word count: 3676
Warning: Pure smut +18
A/n: its 4:30am and i just finished writting it, it may be shit but i do kind of like it, so at least we have that.
Tags: @destiel-stucky4ever-loki-queen
âSo what do you think, love?â Roger question you making you stop daydreaming.
âI think you should stop criticizing Brian when he isnât here,â you mutter with a devilish smile.
You noticed Roger roll his eyes and you were pretty sure Freddie and John did the same, which made you smile even more.
âItâs more of a constructive criticism, dear,â Freddie told you with a wink âplus we must not be wrong if the three of us think that.â
John and Roger nod in agreement making you chuckle at how stubborn they were.
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Let's Help Each Other- Reader x Roger Taylor x Brian May x John Deacon (Smut)
Part 2:Â Letâs Do It Again
Summary: The boys need your help with a song, and it turns even more interesting when you realize what they truly want are your moans.
Pairing: Reader x Roger Taylor x Brian May x John Deacon can be read as Reader x Roger Taylor!Ben Hardy x Brian May!Gwilym Lee x John Deacon!Joe Mazzello
Word count: 3602
Warning:Pure smut and filth, +18.
A/n:Â This concept has been done before, if you have a fic similar to this, I would love to give you credit for it.I truly have no idea how a recording studio works, so if you find any inaccuracy please ignore it along with the spelling/grammar errors.
Tags: @destiel-stucky4ever-loki-queen
âYou need my help? In what?â You question your boyfriend and his friends, they all were looking at you with a weird light in their eyes that you werenât able to interpret.
âWith a song,â Roger answer you while his thumb rubbed circles on the back of your hand.
You look at all of them still confused by their request, you werenât sure why they would ask for your help in a song when they had such amazing voices, but as you look into everyoneâs eyes you knew they werenât going there, and still you werenât able to comprehend what they were asking.
âA⌠song?â You question them again, making Roger roll his eyes.
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Iâm going to change up the way I do requests a little bit ^^
Written by @issamorg
BOTH:
McCree and 76 are two of the most protective and territorial alphas on base
Both have at some point lost everything- you? The only good thing in their lives?
Super territorial and protective like hope for the bystanderâs sake nobody ever sneezes on you. The poor soul will probably die.
Both would bend over backwards to do something you ask of them- they want to lovingly spoil you so much. Their inner alpha instinct to provide and care for their lovely omega pleased when you accept their gifts.
If you ever have a fight with either of these men, hold strong. They canât fall asleep without apologizing, even if only for raising their voice at you. From there with clear heads, itâs infinitely easier to talk out the problem and have your personal space heater back.
McCree:
This man canât get enough of scenting you, if you donât smell of a mix of the two of you whenever heâs around? Boy howdy will he pull you aside and you will enjoy his scenting you
You go into heat? This man is so there for you. If he knows your heat is coming around, he makes sure to have no missions for a long enough period to help take care of you however you want him to.
Heâs very much into physical contact with you, always having a hand on your waist, an arm over your shoulder, arms wrapped around and hugging you- heâs clingy. If you donât like that, he understands, but itâs a hard habit for him to break- he still canât believe youâre real and an angel like you chose him, after all.
Soldier: 76:
This old soldier has spent enough of his life denying himself things, heâll try to save you from himself, but if you ever snap at him and just let him know youâre not going anywhere dammit now get over here so we can cuddle- heâs yours as much as you are his.
Heâs not as adamant on having his scent on you at all times. He knows where your loyalties lie, as do any other members of the team that have seen you two together. Anyone that tries flirting with you is living on borrowed time.
Thatâs not to say he doesnât love you covered in his scent, so that whenever he breathed in he gets the most delicious mixture of your scents, but he knows when to let that fact out of the box.
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âAre you ever going to stop shipping yourself with fictional characters?â
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Poly R76 with an omega civilian s/o? Like they're both Alphas and their S/O has nothing to do with Overwatch and everyone just thinks Jack and Gabe are mates until their s/o drops in? (bonus points if they're dropping off cookies)
You both loved and hated the Geneva base. It was absolutely gorgeous on the outside; a sleekly designed building with a newly erected statue of Jack and a large museum dedicated to the heroes and the world that had risen up after the Omnic Crisis. There was even a gift shop and restaurant where the food wasnât half bad. a stand for ice cream and balloons and a sitting area for visitors to relax and enjoy the âambianceâ. The thing that you absolutely abhorred, however, was the actual building meant for Overwatch and Blackwatch personnel. You had turned down one hallway too many, utterly lost in the maze of hallways.
Admittedly, you understood why the base was structured the way it was. Overwatch was not only a remnant of the war but a peacekeeping organization that had its hand in every major international conflict both legally and occasionally illegally. Overwatch was not a small organization and even Blackwatch was nothing to turn your nose up at, both requiring ample space both administratively and practically. There were practice ranges, R&D departments of every kind, a state of the art trauma center along with many other types of offices neither of your mates had divulged to you. A base that was easily navigated was easily sabotaged, infiltrated and destroyed. So even if you were lost, you could take it in stride. Plus you had treats for them.
You had managed to dig up an old-fashioned wicker basket, no doubt a gift from Jackâs mother and father way back when they had visited last year. You had spent a good portion of the morning filling the basket with their favorites like something out of one of those classic movies or musical Gabriel loved so much. A medium rare roast beef sandwich piled high with layers of carmelized onions, blue cheese, spinach and spicy mustard for Jack (an ample handful of mints stuffed along the side to handle the post-sandwich breath). For Gabriel, braised chicken you had simmered the night before stacked high on a roll with tomatoes, fried onions, spring mix and his guacamole spread on top. The sandwiches were carefully stacked to the side of the basket, one container filled with sliced apples and mangoes and another filled with carrots and peppers and finally a tupperware container filled to the brim with your homemade cookies. Milk chocolate chunk cookies and snickerdoodles, sectioned off with a thin layer of hard plastic.
Somehow, the scent of the cookies seemed to overtake the harsh scent of both of their sandwiches, hints of vanilla and brown sugar and butter clinging to your skin and dress from all the baking you had done that morning. It mingled with your natural scent; roses petals, amber and sweets making you smell like quite the treat. Now if only you could sniff out your matesâŚYou chuckled idly, knowing that without an impending heat or an early rut, your scents didnât stand out that intensely in a crowd. StillâŚthere had to be a way to find themâŚ
âExcuse me maâam? You canât be back here. This area is for authorized personnel only.â
You jumped slightly as a hand gently tapped your shoulder, twisting around on your heel to see the concerned face of one of the security personnel for the building. His hand loosely grasped the blaster pistol on his hip, his eyes immediately looking you up and down warily. You smiled warmly at him, knowing the man was only doing his job even if the gesture was mildly threatening. In his defense, you stood out like a sore thumb and it was a wonder you had made it so far. Everyone walking through the halls had some type of uniform that signified that they were Overwatch personnel, often a CAC card also affixed outwardly to their person. You, on the other hand, wore a cream-colored Delores swing dress that was covered in pink and red roses of all maturities. You had even managed to dig up a pair of rose-colored ankle strap pumps, looking the perfect image of neo-50s fashion. Â
âOh oh itâs okayâ, you said quickly, laying on the charm as your eyes broke away from his, head tilting down as you opened the clutch that hung loosely around your left wrist. Your entire body jumped, a squeak of shock barely swallowed in your throat as he pulled the blaster from his hip and pointed it at you. Lifting your hands into the air, the basket held tightly in one hand and your cloth swinging freely on the other side. You gulped nervously as the suspicion the man regarded you with intensified. âHey, I have ID and an access cardâŚitâs just in my clutch, I swear.â
You kept your voice calm and even, thickly laying on your omega charm despite the heavy feeling of fear that made your legs quiver. His gun remained trained on you as he cautiously reached for the small bag, unzipping it and allowing the content to fall freely to the floor below. You fought the small pout that threatened to rise up, your favorite lipstick rolling to the left, a tube of mascara to the right, your IDs scattering on the floor. He glanced at the floor then you, slowly lowering to a knee, warily picking up the identification card as well as the deep blue translucent card with the Overwatch symbol on the back. His brow furrowed briefly for a moment as he looked at your ID then your Overwatch CAC card, his jaw going slack for a moment before he scrambled to put his gun away. He dropped to both knees and began to pick up all the items that had fallen on the floor, stammering an apology as he did so.Â
âI am so so sorry, Mrs. Reyes-Morrison! I-I had no idea!â
Lowering your arms you shook your head dismissively, smiling appreciatively as he assisted you with putting all of the items back into the clutch. The man was simply doing his job, preventing any hostiles or unknowns from getting too far into the building. Most of the world did not know that you were the mate of two of the greatest war heroes of the time, save for close friends and family. To the rest of the world, Gabriel and Jack were mated Alphas a power couple to end all power couples
âItâs fineâ, you answered back quickly, dipping your head in thanks as he took a nervous half-step away from you. âI always get turned around when I visitâŚusually Gabe or Jack meets up with me but I wanted to surprise them for once.â
âOh well maâam this is the completely wrong buildingâ, the agent answered genuinely, before reaching for a walkie-talkie on the opposite side of his waist. âThis is the records wing. But, I can get you a ride to the admin side!â
âReallyâ, you gasped out, letting out a sigh of relief as he nodded emphatically, ordering a small transport cart to that location.Â
âI swear to god if we have to watch another slideshowâ, Jack sighed as the last of the attendees of that meeting filtered out of the room, lightly pressing his hand against his eyes to sooth some of the tension away. Gabriel made his way around from his side of the table, his arm sliding across Jackâs shoulders, hand squeezing his bicep lightly.Â
âI dunno Jackâ, Gabe teased, a small smirk teasing his lips as the blonde looked away from his datapad. âI thought the whole âinteractiveâ feature was a nice touch. Who knew that charts could be so fun when you can adjust the budget.â
Jack snorted quietly, rolling his eyes briefly before pushing himself away from the table. Gabriel gave a half step back but didnât release the man, Jackâs arm sliding around the Blackwatch Commanderâs waist. A low hum of contentment rumbled through the both of them, each allowing the comforting scent and touch of one another temporarily soothe the stresses of that long morning away. Theyâd draw comfort from stealing a quick lunch with one another before theyâd have to go their separate way; training, requisitions, and mission planning for two separate organization. The only moments they could steal were the ones when they could venture home; spending a bit of time with their omega and eating before dropping in exhaustion. Rinse, wash, repeat.Â
âCome on sweet cheeksâ, Jack said, snickering as he quickly pinched Gabrielâs rear. Gabriel glared down at his mate, no real malice in his gaze, only earning a cheeky smirk back before he pressed a chaste kiss to Jackâs lips. âLetâs see what the cafeteria is serving up.â
âLead the way Commander.â
Jackâs hand lightly pressed on Gabrielâs back, escorting him from the room with a small smile. Gabe dipped his head down, scenting Jack briefly before pausing, his nose still pressed against the shell of his ear as his brow furrowed in confusion. He could smell Jackâs scent, crisp Autumn air and cedarwood and spiceâŚbut your scent was much stronger than the lingering scent he had smelled on the blonde this morning.Â
âDo you smell thatâ, Jack asked, saltwater and musk and black coffee suddenly minced with roses and brown sugar.Â
âJust about to askââ
âGabi! Jackie!â
You carefully lifted yourself out of the seat that the security guard had provided for you, a wide smile splitting your face as you practically skipped over to the men. The looks on their faces made this absolutely worth it; confusion morphing into shock and then surprise and excitement as you moved closer. A squeal of genuine happiness left your lips as both men moved in tandem Gabriel grabbing the picnic basket as Jack grabbed you about the waist and twirled you, setting you down only for Gabriel to do the same.Â
Both dipped their heads down, kissing on either side of your cheek, your face briefly nuzzling against either one of them as you soaked in the scent and presence of your darling Alphas.
âNow this is a pleasant surpriseâ, Jack said, pressing yet another kiss to the top of your head.Â
âI wanted to bring you boys lunch since I know youâre not feeding yourselvesâ, you teased, grinning as they both tried to open their mouths to create an excuse.Â
You held up a hand, chuckling as you took the basket from Gabriel, flipping open the top and pulling out the container of cookies. A spark of giddiness traveled through you as you watched their eyes get wide, eyes dragging away from the container and back to you as both surged forward, covering both of your cheeks and ears and sides of your jaw in affectionate kisses.
âWait is that roast beefâ, Jack asked, hand edging towards the basket just as you managed to placed the cookies back and slam the top closed.Â
âMhmmâ, you answered with a proud nod before shaking your head as the man tried to sneak back in there. âWe are going to have a proper lunch like a proper pack, okay? So lead the way to the cafeteria!â
âAlright alrightâ, Jack acquiesced, taking the basket as you gave him a warning glare and offering you his free hand. Gabriel grabbed your other one, a wide smile creasing your lips as you were flanked by both of your mates. This was something you had missed, youâd have to do this more often.Â
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Couldya do some HCs about group sex with the blackwatch boys ( ͥ° ÍĘ ÍĄÂ°)
( ͥ° ÍĘ ÍĄÂ°) Oh boy can I
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Are you still active?
I am but my life is currently a mess. I'm sick and with an unfinished dissertation, but I will try to work on some requests this weekend đâ¨
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Request: "Can we get some head canons for a Russia America love triangle competing for s/o? Thanks!!!"
Rating: Fluff, Crack, Slight Angst
I assumed you wanted it to end in poly rusame, if not, oops đ
The competition for you is going to be full of tension
Alfred is so cocky towards you and it makes Ivan's blood boil, you should be cherished as if you're endangered
But you're friends with both of them... and a little dumb when it comes to realizing someone has romantic affection for you, it's okay same babe
Ivan is constantly leaving you little presents and Alfred tells you he leaves them, but the lie is obvious in his eyes
The both of them compete through meaningless things, like football and wrestling and running
So everytime they do that you think they're just getting really into the sport
Ivan writes you poetry
Alfred throws rocks at your window, and shatters it
Hanging out together but it's basically a three way date
Somehow you make them feel like neither of them is third wheeling
"so, y/n, I was wondering if you'd like to go bowling this Saturday..."
"Yeah that'd be great, Ivan do you want to come too?!"
Alfred: đ
" y/n, there is going to be a meteor shower this evening, would you like to watch it with me?"
"Yeah, hey Alfred, you wanna come too? You can make that delicious meteor trash can brownie!"
Ivan: đ
Eventually it reaches a boiling point where one of them bursts because they can't keep their feelings subtle anymore
"You can't be with them! Because... If you're with them, then I lose both of you. And I can't lose both of the people that I love."
Even when they bring the subject up to you, wanting you to pick one of them, you give them the classic "Why do we have to change things? Why can't we just leave things as they were? I thought we were all fine being in a relationship together?"
Basically the "why not both? both? both." gif
After that, all three of you become official and the world is again at peace
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My app was failing. It didn't show me the whole question. Sorry for the reply. I'm of course gonna work on this. đđ
Hi, if you get the time could you please write a polyamorous fic with jason todd and roy harper? Some smut and then lots of cuddles! Thank you (sorry if my english is off, im french )
Which couple or fandom would you like?? đđ
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Hi, if you get the time could you please write a polyamorous fic with jason todd and roy harper? Some smut and then lots of cuddles! Thank you (sorry if my english is off, im french )
Which couple or fandom would you like?? đđ
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If Starker was a singular person I would marry him in an instant
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