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Polyamory

Reblog if you’re polyamorous/open to polyamory in the future/in a polycule or open to one/interested in polyamory I want to see how many of us there are

And like if you think polyamory is okay, can be healthy, and doesn’t “go against human nature”

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dovetenant:

lastlittlelancer:

He folds his arms, leveling a glare at him, “Uh huh…” He sighs, stepping in, “At least make the bed.”

[slumps and steps over to start making the bed with a meek “sorry”]

“How’d you even get in here?” He says, moving to the mini fridge and grabbing a beer out of it.

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phoenixiism:

lastlittlelancer:

He hums, squinting as he calculates in his head, “As long as we don’t hit any ion drifts, which we could considering the debris your boss left lying around in the atmosphere, we should be at our first stop by morning. Navigating around all this junk takes a bit, but we should make good time.”

He leans back in his chair, folding his hands behind his head.

Wait, hold on–

[sits up, squinting] You know who my boss is? How? [they’re scared they slipped up, they’re supposed to keep it confidential] [can’t let it get around that Malcolm Hargrove is involved with large-scale genocide]

Wash raises a brow, “I’m guessing he’s the leader of some pretty big corporation? Especially with all the trouble he’s going through for a large amount of guns.” He shrugs, moving them through the hull of a ship, “Space dumping is a serious crime, more so when it’s your big companies trash and failed tech.”

He sighs, scratching at the back of his head, “It’s not like I’m gonna run off and tell the feds, I’m not exactly legal myself.”

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littlepurplebrotherai:

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Delta smiles when he enters the room, it seems like Wash is taking a nap. As much as Delta would like to let wash Rest, the Man does need to eat. “Wash, I hate to disturb you, but Dinner is ready.“ Delta’s voice is soft, however he does give the man a gentle shake.

He murmurs as he wakes, lifting his head and blinking slightly. “Huh?” He shifts, sitting up, “Oh, okay,” he mumbles, moving to stand from the bed.

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phoenixiism:

Yeah, but so am I. [shrugs] [they’re not particularly interested in the sky, they like things that they can touch]

How long is it gonna take us to get there?

He hums, squinting as he calculates in his head, “As long as we don’t hit any ion drifts, which we could considering the debris your boss left lying around in the atmosphere, we should be at our first stop by morning. Navigating around all this junk takes a bit, but we should make good time.”

He leans back in his chair, folding his hands behind his head.

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littlepurplebrotherai:

Delta carefully checked the window and smiled when they Saw wash relax, the hallway might have a bit of a sparkle to it, but it seems wash was affected at least. They quietly Trained Defensive and offensive Magic for about an hour, feeling quiet tired afterwards. As quietly as they could, they headed back into the inn to get wash for Dinner.

Wash ad managed to slip into a light doze on the bed, his breathing even. Now that he had stopped hurting he was able to get the rest that he needed. He slept on quietly, even if someone were to enter the room.

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phoenixiism:

[stretches out] Stars are terrible company, in my opinion. [they prefer people, people who can speak and feel and touch] They never have anything to say.

He lets out a breath, working his magic with the buttons until the ship is on a steady drifting course. “I know, but they sure are pretty.” He says, a wisp of a smile on his face. “Unlike people, they’re always there. Even if you can’t see them.” 

Wash shakes his head, snapping himself out of it, “Anyways, we’re on our way to our first objective.”

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phoenixiism:

Yeah, yeah. I know, it’s fine. I’m just saying, I’m not worried.

[flops down wherever they can find to sit] All I meant, is that I’m not particularly afraid of not being able to defend myself. Not that there’s any need to.

He hums as he brings them into the darkness of space, lips quirking in a smile as he sees the stars. “I understand, a strong person like yourself can certainly kick my ass.” He grins, looking over to them, “At the least, it’ll be good to have some company for once. It gets lonely on this little boat sometimes, even if I do have the stars for company.”

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littlepurplebrotherai:

Delta made sure he was outside, parallel to the Window wash was near, before he started to practice. This was practice, in a sense, healing without seeing the target is extremely hard. Hopefully Wash won’t wonder why the Lamp or beds start to sparkle with Healing magic. Delta wouldn’t exactly be able to explain that without confessing his intent. Delta got to casting, a faint Light aura surrounding him

For some reason his aching muscles began to relieve, and he relaxed. See? Nothing some rest couldn’t fix. He laid back on the bed, eyes closing as he let out a peaceful breath. Yeah, no need to bother Delta about it.

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dovetenant:

lastlittlelancer:

“Okay…” He says, “Then what did happen?”

…………………… Not that.

He folds his arms, leveling a glare at him, “Uh huh...” He sighs, stepping in, “At least make the bed.”

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dovetenant:

lastlittlelancer:

He raises a brow, “It looks like you snuck into my house and took a nap in my bed…”

That is very much not what happened.

“Okay...” He says, “Then what did happen?”

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littlepurplebrotherai:

Delta frowns, thinking for a moment. Surely Wash wouldn’t say no to him practicing his magic, since it is fairly quiet. It would be tricky, since he would be, of course practicing outside, but he should be able to heal wash. “I shall let you rest then. Dinner should be ready in about an hour. I will be outside if you need me, Okay wash?“

“Alright,” he says, resting his forehead on his knees. He should be fine, with a good nights rest and a meal in his stomach there wasn’t anything he couldn’t get over. Though, he really thought he should have just gotten over his pride and let Delta heal him.

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phoenixiism:

Didn’t I say I knew?

[shrugs] No, I don’t mind. It won’t be the first or last time I’m alone on a ship with some stranger who wants to fuck me. If I didn’t know how to take care of myself, my boss wouldn’t have hired me in the first place.

He nods, biting his lip lightly as he swings them out of the docking bay and towards the atmosphere. “Look, I’m not going to try anything that you don’t want me to.” He flips a few more buttons, making them gain speed as they break the atmosphere. “I may talk a lot but I am a professional.”

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dovetenant:

Uhhhhhh.

Not… what it does?

He raises a brow, “It looks like you snuck into my house and took a nap in my bed...”

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dovetenant:

lastlittlelancer (x)

It’s not what it looks like.

Wash pauses in the doorway, “Okay ... so, what is this supposed to look like?”

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littlepurplebrotherai:

“I realize you might be tired, and I apologize for interrupting, but do you have any wounds that need to be mended?“ They had more then enough money to Stay at an Inn, which they were. However the Red Mage couldn’t help but worry about Their companion. He’s spotted wash more then once with injuries he could heal.

He forms his lips into a tight line. There were actually multiple injuries that he could used healed, but he didn’t want to be more of a burden. It would be best for Delta to conserve his strength, especially for when they get into a battle.

“I’ll be fine for now, I just need a good night’s sleep.”

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phoenixiism:

Well– [they’re about to agree, then they perk up a little at his last comment]

Ha! I knew it. I knew you have some kind of ulterior motive. [they’re not angry though, they’re pretty much always happy to be hit on]

He snorts, laughing slightly as he enables the thrusters, taking his place in the pilot’s seat. “That wasn’t noticeable from the start? I’ll have to work on my flirting then, or maybe I’m just too subtle.” Easing up on the controls his pulls them into a gentle hover.

“Don’t worry, if you want to bring your friends along, you can. Though they’ll have to hop on quick.”