#Polyverse

[rainbow-neko-artblog]

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

[fxckingdvmbass]

Took me forever but im proud of it :]

none besides the ones in the middle(Horror Daycare and my version) are mine! vmix senpai belongs to the very cool @rainbow-neko-artblog, poly verse senpai(eric) belongs to @uuberwachen, Alive and Kicking senpai belongs to 3ggrit(on discord, idk if they have other socials), no clue who made minus senpai but still

anygays

[nerdraging4point0]

The Scorpion and the Scales Masterpost

Synopsis: Eve is a metalhead attending her two favorite concerts. Selfies and a quick moment with Noah has Eve smitten with the singer. The night heats up when Chris of Motionless in White brings her to his hotel for a hot one-night stand. Despite what she thought would be a one-night stand, the interaction turns into a long-distance flirtationship. By chance, Noah DM's Eve and she is soon caught between a triangle of two rival singers.

Tropes and Tags: why choose romance, MF, MFM, MFMM, instalove, too much sex, tattooed musicians, polyverse, friends to lovers.

Content warning: 18+ only minors DNI. PinV, PinA, oral (f!recieveing, m!recieving), threesomes, light BDSM, voyeurism, exhibitionism, partner sharing, jealousy, angst.

BTS: I was dormant writer for a hot minute. Then I stumbled upon @the-way-of-words polyverse story and suddenly brainrot erupted into a series that I thought would be subpar. Turns out it lead me to nine of the most beautiful human beings that I have the pleasure of calling my friends. Although I removed the story for a good bit, I brought it back due to so many fans requests. It has been edited as the first drafts were an old me and I missed a lot to the growth of it.

This work below is fictionalized ideas and stories involving real people but does not directly reflect their thoughts, feelings, or behaviors. Please keep in mind that this is a work of fiction.

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9 // Chapter 10 // Chapter 11 // Chapter 12 // Chapter 13 // Chapter 14 // Chapter 15 // Chapter 16 // Chapter 17 // Chapter 18 // Chapter 19 // Chapter 20 // Chapter 21 // Chapter 22

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[http-anti]

A Night To Remember [ x ]

@cute-and-undead

It was seemingly a normal day to Anti, who was just heading down to the kitchen to get himself a snack. He was craving something sweet and Ugear had baked them all cookies recently, so he planned on having one. They were thick and chewy, just the way he loved them. Honestly, it was a miracle they weren't gone already.

The demon wasn't the only one home that day, Marvin and Chase being upstairs as well. What Anti didn't know was that the two of them were having a conversation relating to him, the magician trying to encourage Chase to ask Anti out. It had been a little while that they'd been talking about it and the father finally decided that he wanted to take a step further.

The only issue that remained was talking to Anti about it, which was a little easier said than done.

It was always nerve-wracking to talk about new feelings with someone and Anti was a special case for sure, considering his history and personality. But Marvin was trying to hype their boyfriend up, knowing that it would go okay regardless.

"You got this, babe. He probably knows already because he can sense it, you just need to confirm it for him. It's gonna go just fine," they reassured with a smile, holding Chase's hands.

[cute-and-undead]

Dirty Little Secret (Closed Rp)

This was an idea Marvin and Chase played around with for a little while. It wasn’t the first time they did role-play, but it was a type with a little more intense power dynamic than usual and would go on for hours. Marvin would be Chase’s maid for the day, cleaning up in the typical outfit while Chase teased until they both eventually got too pent up to hold back.

But, with all of their partners around, they decided to pull someone else into it. That was how Henrik got involved, shifting the scene a little but making an improvement. Chase would be in charge for a little while, but when he left to go somewhere, Henrik would step in like a flirty house guest who just couldn’t keep his eyes off the cute maid. Usually he wasn’t one for this type of role-play, but he was happy to try it out.

So now Chase was getting his bag together, heading out to what he claimed was a business meeting. In reality he would be sitting at a cafe for an hour or two editing a video, but Marvin didn’t need to know that. All the other needed to know was that Chase was not-so-subtly looking at their ass while they picked something up off the floor.

“Such a pretty little thing~…” Chase hummed seemingly to himself, despite Marvin being in earshot. Henrik, who was sat on the couch nearby with a book, pretended not to notice. He certainly enjoyed his own quick glance at Marvin, however.

“Alright Marvin, remember that I want this place cleaned by the time I get back. No excuses.” Chase informed, tone a little stern.

(( @http-anti ))

[ladylookslikeadude1]

just imagine in the polysquad verse they ask izuku why he didn't say anything about who he was dating and izuku straight face just like the did with him says

"i thought you already knew"

Izuku had imagined how his friends would react when they found out he was dating Shouta.  He'd heard more than enough stories of their Demon-sensei that he'd known their reactions would be priceless.  But even his best attempts at imagining their reactions hadn't quite hit correctly.  But this?  This was fantastic.  The wide, horrified eyes.  The dropped jaws and stuttered half questions that never quite got finished.  The frankly alarming noise that Uraraka had made that sort of sounded like a cat that got its tail stepped on.  It was beautiful. 

"Why didn't you tell us your boyfriend was Aizawa-sensei?"  Iida finally hissed, his arm chopping frantically.  It was obvious he was thinking about all of their complaints about their Demon-sensei and wondering which ones Izuku had passed on.

The answer was all of them, of course.  Izuku was a good boyfriend, after all.

"Well," Izuku said mildly, making a concerted effort to keep his face perfectly neutral.  "I thought you already knew."  The realization dawning on all of their faces was glorious.  

[bitletsanddrabbles]

Been working on this one for about a month. Finally got it finished up. Part of me really thinks it should go before the scene with Sam, but meh. Whatever.

[wainwrightjakobshammerlock]

a p*ctmaker AND homosexual AND an alienfucker????? wow thats so cool and swag of you

[theragethatisdesire]

Hii! How are you? I hope you're fine and taking care of yourself!🫶🏻

May I ask why reader got a thing/crush for Jean in the first place inside the poly!universe? It's mentioned that she liked him before they had sex and stuff,but why? Was it physical or emotional too?

I'm sorry if you already clarified this, I just like your poly!au a lot (both fluff and smut)

HELLOOOO nonny!! thank you for popping in with a question, and don't apologize for asking! i'm happy to answer :)

if i'm being honest, i'm really not sure. i think she just notices that eren has a cute roommate/friend at first, and she doesn't think much of it initially, because hello, she has a boyfriend, duh! i think as she spends more time with jean and gets to know him more, she just very much develops a crush on him because .... yk....jean's charming, he's a gentleman, a bit of a sweetheart. i don't think she means for it to happen, and when she realizes it, she's a bit devastated and feels quite guilty over it. that's why she takes a good bit of goading and encouragement from eren to be open to the threesome, she feels bad.

it's not in the written fics, but between the first hookup and the third hookup (where they basically approach jean about the throuple thing), she and eren have a big tell-all where they have to work through their feelings about jean, both individually and collectively, together.

i hope this makes sense !!! i would be happy to elaborate if you'd like <3<3<3 thank you for reading my dear

[mystic-realm-of-magic]

[polyverse-fo-au]

This is a blog for my playful just-for-fun polyamorous self-shipping universe. Kind of like a large scale crossover in the same spirit as shitposting.

Imagining my personal OC Anomaly with multiple characters, making up many either romantic, platonic, or familial relationships.

All for fun, for the lolz.

My gal here can change form, from the undefined creature of many features to human, and any combo in between.

You can send asks to this blog for either my OC or any of the characters in the lists below!

(They do have their own blogs for aesthetics, dynamics, and other miscellaneous stuff, but please send the asks here for easier answering.)

● List of Romantic Relationships

• • • List of Children

● List of Platonic Relationships

● List of Familial Relationships

● List of Misc Others

@satellite-of-self-love <- My Main Self-shipping & Self Love Blog

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

[rainbow-neko-artblog]

McDonalds with the blue haired siblings!!!

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MY SPIRIT PERSON FRFR ❗

character belongs to @rainbow-neko-artblog !! ^_^

i tried to draw the vitiligo as accurate to the ref as possible

[nerdraging4point0]

The Scorpion and the Scales // Chapter Three // PolyAU

Tropes and Tags: MF, MFM, MFMM, instalove, too much sex, tattooed musicians, polyverse, friends to lovers.

Content warning: 18+ only MDNI,PinV, PinA, oral (f!recieveing, m!recieving), threesomes, light BDSM, voyeurism, exhibitionism, partner sharing, jealousy, angst.

This work below is fictionalized ideas and stories involving real people but does not directly reflect their thoughts, feelings, or behaviors. Please keep in mind that this is a work of fiction.

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As I stand in line at the cozy coffee shop, I gaze up at the menu board, pretending I don't already know my order by heart. My phone pings in my pocket - a new text from Chris, sending a random musing about the sunny Florida weather. We've been texting for months now, and it still feels surreal. The morning after our chance encounter in his hotel, I was sure it had all been a dream...until his flirtatious text arrived later that day. I had to pinch myself when Noah slid into my DMs shortly after, smoothly asking for my number through their manager. I eagerly gave it to him, but later kicked myself for seeming overly eager. I should have played it cooler. But now, breathing in the aroma of fresh coffee on this crisp spring morning, I can't help but smile thinking back on it all.

I shuffle up to the counter, my wet boots squeaking on the tile floor. "Large latte please," I mumble through chattering teeth as I fish a few damp bills from my coat pocket. The barista nods and punches it in. I head over to the pickup counter, anxiously awaiting the hot drink to warm my frozen fingers.

Staring out the fogged up window at the gloomy gray sky, I snap a photo of the heavy rain clouds looming overhead. I quickly text it to Chris with the caption "Must be nice *sad emoji*". I wrap my hands around the steaming paper cup as soon as it's ready, letting the heat seep through my icy skin. 

Opening a new thread I send the image to Noah, my response to him completely different. “Can’t wait to be in warmer weather. *sunglasses emoji* *palm trees*” smiling to myself as I pocket my phone and head to my car. Just as I hop into my drivers seat the message pings again. Chris. 

Chris: Gonna meet me at the festival next week?

I feel my heart sink a little knowing I’m gonna have to say no. I’d promised Noah I’d come out and visit that week, it was a last minute plan and up until yesterday I wasn’t sure I was gonna go. 

Eve: Sorry, can’t. I’ll be in LA next week.

I leaned back in my seat, lost in thought as I contemplated my relationship with Noah. He had been such a good friend these past few months, always there to listen and offer a kind word when I needed it. But was it more than that? Between all the playful banter and shameless flirting, it was hard to tell if he felt the same spark I did.

We had never actually met in person, besides that one night at the concert. So it was difficult to gauge whether he was genuinely flirting back, or just being friendly. I sighed, wondering if I should even continue pursuing this. Chris and I had something real, something solid. This thing with Noah, as fun as it was, might just be a fantasy.

I am pulled from my thoughts by Noah pinging my phone with a new message.

Noah: you got somewhere to crash when you visit?

Eve: I'm searching for hotels now.

Noah: Nah forget that. Come stay at my crib, we got extra rooms since some of the homies are outta town.

Eve: For real? You sure that's cool?

Noah: Hell yeah, it's chill. We got a house with spare bedrooms and if it becomes an issue I'll put you up in a hotel, no stress.

I smile to myself taking a sip of my latte before starting up my car and heading to work. 

"What the hell, man?!" I shouted at Nick from across our living room. That sneaky bastard had swiped my phone while I was grabbing the pizza we just ordered. And when I saw that she finally texted back, I realized the dude had a whole conversation with her that I missed!

"Come on, bro. You know you've been crushing on this girl for months but haven't had the balls to make a real move," Nick said, flipping open the pizza box and piling up slices on his plate. "I was just helping my best bud out."

I couldn't believe it. I mean I know we're close, but impersonating me to chat up my crush? Not cool. But he had a point - I should've made a move sooner instead of just flirting around. Still, not the right way to go about it. I grabbed a slice and sat down next to him, still pissed but hungry. We'd figure this out over pizza like we always did.

I was nervous about the whole thing at first. Sure, she'd been pretty, and yeah, I'd asked for her number, but I figured it would just be some crazy fan conversation. I'd change my number after and no harm done, right? But then we started talking and...she was actually fun to talk to. And somehow I found myself becoming attracted to her.

What would she think when she got here? There were no spare rooms - all the guys were already here, we fucking lived here. That meant she'd have to crash on the couch. Or in my room, as Nick suggested. He thought it would be a "good icebreaker" for us to share close quarters. I hadn't bothered to text Eve back and tell her it was Nick, not me, messaging her. But Nick promised he'd put her up in a hotel if she wasn't comfortable with the arrangements. I hoped he'd keep that promise if it came to it.

This whole situation had me feeling unsure, off-balance. But part of me was also intrigued to see what would unfold. I just hoped I wouldn't do anything to mess this up.

But then I stop and think for a second. A girl coming here? To my house? I haven't had that happen since...well, since the last one found my address and showed up unannounced. That's why I moved here in the first place - to get away from all that. What if this chick is just as psycho? I've seen Fatal Attraction, okay? I know how these things can go.

Suddenly I'm not so hungry anymore. Nick sees the look on my face and sits down next to me. We've been friends long enough that he can read my thoughts. "It'll be fine, man," he says. "She flirts with you all the time. Just be friends if you want. Or more than friends, I don't care. It's only a week - I'm sure you can handle it."

I know he's right. I just need to chill out and see how it goes. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't at least a little bit nervous about what's coming.

I landed at the airport and did everything I could to delay leaving the terminal. I grabbed some overpriced lunch and wandered around aimlessly, trying to work up the nerve to actually go through with this. Noah had texted me his address right before I got on my flight back in Denver. Now I was just staring at it on my phone, wondering if I should put it into Uber or not. My heart was pounding. My stomach was doing backflips. Should I text him and say I landed? Should I ask if he still wanted me to come over? The fact that he gave me his address had to mean something, right? Ugh, I was so nervous I thought I might puke. But I knew I had to woman up and just go for it. I took a deep breath, requested the Uber, and tapped in his address with shaky fingers. Here goes nothing.

My heart was racing as my Uber pulled up to the curb. I had no idea what to expect when I entered the address into the app - all I knew was that I was heading to the Hollywood Hills to meet a potential new client.

As we wound through the hills, I pressed my forehead against the window and took it all in. The homes were magnificent - sprawling mansions tucked away on manicured properties. So different from the cramped apartments I was used to back in Colorado.

I breathed in deeply, but the smell of rain here was nothing like back home. There was a metallic edge to the air that left a bitter taste in my mouth.

We rounded a bend and the driver slowed. I clutched my bag, my palms growing sweaty. This was it. He pulled a U-turn and stopped in front of a house that looked like it cost more than I'd make in my lifetime.

My jaw dropped as I took in the immaculate home before me, with its pristine windows and crisp white walls. The red brick driveway was occupied by a couple of modest cars, typical for this ritzy neighborhood. I stepped out of the town car, murmuring thanks to the driver as he retrieved my bag from the trunk. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the imposing house. You can leave, I thought. Hop right back in the car and get out of here. But my feet carried me up the driveway, still gaping at the sheer size of the place. Movement in one of the windows made me freeze. What if I had the wrong address? How mortifying would that be? The front door opened and out stepped Nick, wearing a baseball cap, silver shorts and an anime shirt, no shoes. My heart pounded as I took a deep breath. Here goes nothing, I thought, as I approached the front steps.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Nick waiting for me on the porch, barefoot as always. "Hey Nick," I said with a smile. "Noah said you were expecting me."

"Yeah, it was my idea for you to crash here," he grinned. "Now get inside, it's freezing out here!"

I laughed as I stepped into the pristine house. "This isn't cold to me, you California boys don't know what cold is!" I joked, slipping off my shoes by instinct.

The interior was super modern - all greys, browns and beiges, not what you'd expect from a heavy metal band's pad. To the right was a hallway and stairs, and just past the foyer was a huge living room with a white sectional facing a giant flatscreen over the fireplace. My eyes landed on the couch, where I saw another familiar face turn to look at me.

The sight of him took my breath away. He'd cut his hair even shorter than the last time I saw him, but he was still so tall - even barefoot, he towered over me. When he wrapped me in a hug, it felt awkward at first as we tried to figure out where to put our hands. But then I felt the strength of his arms around my waist as he playfully lifted me off the ground, making me giggle.

I could have stayed there forever, but he sent me down all to soon. Noah took my bag and reached for my hand, leading me upstairs. My heart raced at his touch. As we walked down the hall, he pointed out the different rooms, but I could barely focus. All I could think about was how close we were and the tingles running up my arm from his hand in mine.

When we got to the bedroom, he let me step inside first. It wasn't huge, but it was cozy and full of him. The unmade bed, the books and soda cans scattered around - it just felt so intimate being in his personal space. I caught a glimpse of his impressive gaming setup, but I was much more interested in taking in every detail of him. The way he smiled at me then, I thought my knees would give out. I don't know how I'll ever be able to concentrate with this gorgeous, sweet guy right down the hall. But I can't wait to try.

I took in Noah's room, still surprised that Nick had pulled a fast one on me and arranged for me to stay here. Clothes were strewn across the unmade bed where Noah had just dropped my bag. Posters for bands and anime littered the walls alongside framed vinyl records. It was such a guy's room.

"Sorry for the mess," Noah said, scratching his neck awkwardly. "I didn't have much time to clean up."

My heartbeat quickened being alone with him in his space. I crossed my arms, hoping he couldn't tell how nervous I was. Noah Sebastian's room. I was standing in Noah Sebastian's actual bedroom.

"Don't worry about it," I said, trying to sound casual. "I appreciate you letting me crash here this week."

"No problem," Noah replied. "I'll take the couch so you can have the bed."

"Oh, don't let me put you out, I can take the couch."

He ran his fingers through his hair. "You're not putting me out. More like Nick did."

I tilted my head, feigning innocence. "There a reason for that?" I glanced away, pretending to admire his book collection so he wouldn't see my blushing cheeks.

"Uh, nothing that I need to repeat," he mumbled awkwardly. I couldn't resist peeking up to gauge his reaction. But as our eyes met, mine wandered past him to the floor-to-ceiling windows framing the rolling hills and glittering cityscape beyond.

The sweeping view of the Hollywood Hills took my breath away. "Wow," I whispered, wandering over to the window for a closer look. Noah joined me, gesturing at the barely visible mountains peeking through the morning haze. "Nice, right? On a clear day you can see for miles."

I laughed and gave him a playful nudge. "C'mon, with all this smog? I've got you beat."

He raised an eyebrow, a smile tugging at his lips. "Oh really?"

"Mmhmm." I scrolled through my phone until I found the perfect photo. "Check this out."

It was a shot of Pikes Peak from my apartment window last February, covered in a pristine blanket of snow. I angled the screen towards Noah and watched his eyes widen.

"Now that's a view, sweetheart," he admitted with a chuckle. "Maybe I should reconsider."

I grinned, giving his arm a squeeze. "Told you. But don't worry..." I leaned in close, my voice dropping to a whisper. "You still have the better view right now."

Noah's POV

I could barely believe my eyes when she walked into my room and laid down on my bed. The hours melted away as we talked and laughed, her sweet voice soothing my nerves. Ordering takeout was an excuse to stay close, our legs touching as we watched trashy shows.

When night fell, everything changed. She emerged from the bathroom in those tiny black shorts, her endless legs on full display. I tried not to stare as she slid under the covers beside me. My heart pounded as I turned down the lights, bathing us in a soft purple glow. Part of me wanted to reach out and touch her, but I held back, not wanting to ruin our friendship.

She protested as I lowered the curtains, craving the city lights. I wanted to give her anything she desired in that moment. With her lying there, looking like a dream, it took all my willpower to keep things platonic. But I knew if I made a move, crossed that line, there would be no going back.

“You wanna go to the beach tomorrow?” The sound of her voice pulled me back from my wandering thoughts. Was she seriously asking about the beach right now? It's the middle of March - there's no way it's warm enough yet.

"It's still freezing out," I replied, sitting up quickly. Was she crazy or just messing with me?

"The forecast says 75 degrees tomorrow. Perfect beach weather!"

I scoffed. "Yeah, maybe if you're a polar bear. No way is 75 warm enough for the beach."

She rolled onto her side, propping herself up on her elbow. "Says who?" she challenged with a smirk.

"Says anyone with common sense. Go ahead and freeze if you want, but don't expect me to join your little arctic adventure," I quipped back.

She pouted playfully. "But I got a cute new bikini just to take Insta pics in! You're really gonna deprive me of that?"

I shuddered as my eyes traced over her. The way her tank top had slipped just enough to tease me, her creamy bare legs stretched out so close... Focus, man.

"You can take poolside pictures instead," I suggested, struggling to keep my voice steady.

She crossed her arms with an exaggerated frown. The way it pushed her chest up towards me did nothing to tame my thoughts.

"No fair," she whined.

What's not fair is you still being dressed, I thought. I bit my cheek to keep from saying it out loud.

"Never said I was fair," I quipped, patting her thigh twice before standing up. "I need a snack. Be right back."

Her laughter followed me out of the room. "Always with the song lyrics, huh?"

I hurried down the stairs, trying not to look at the guys playing video games as I made my way to the kitchen. My heart was pounding as I grabbed a couple bags of gushers and a gatorade. I couldn't believe I was about to be alone with her again.

When I got back to my room, there she was. Sitting on her knees, clutching a pillow to her chest, biting her lip. God, she looked so cute like that. I wanted to kiss her so badly.

"You look deep in thought," I said, cursing myself for sounding so lame. I sat on the edge of the bed and tried to play it cool as I finished off a pack of gushers.

"Just tired I guess," she said. I could tell she was lying but I didn't want to push her.

"You bite your lower lip when you're tired?" I asked. Smooth, real smooth. I couldn't stop staring at her mouth.

"This is your first time really hanging out with me. You don't know everything about me yet," she replied.

As she brought her knees to her chest, I felt my heart sink. She was closing herself off from me. I wanted so badly to wrap my arms around her, but I was too scared to make a move. There were so many things I wanted to say, but the words got stuck in my throat. I had to play this cool if I didn't want to mess this up.

“Why did Nick want me to sleep in your room?” her question cuts the air like a knife.

I didn't want to admit it, but I couldn't get her question out of my head. The truth was, Nick knew me too well. He could see right through my nonchalant attitude to the longing underneath. Ever since she walked into my life, I've been drawn to her - her quick wit, her magnetic energy, the way her eyes light up when she laughs.

I took a deep breath to steady my nerves before responding. "Nick thinks I need some female companionship. He suggested you might be interested." I paused, heart pounding, worried I'd revealed too much. Her joke about professionals made me smile, but I couldn't hide the vulnerability in my eyes.

I busied myself tidying the nightstand, needing a distraction from the growing tension between us. But I couldn't resist asking the real question: "Do you want to?" I held my breath, knowing everything would change based on her answer. Part of me was terrified, but an even bigger part was thrilled by the possibilities her reply might bring. I could no longer deny my feelings; all I could do was put myself out there and hope she felt the same spark I did.

[http-anti]

An Unexpected Date [ x ]

@cute-and-undead

Jameson, for the first time in a while, felt genuine butterflies of excitement and nerves swirling in his stomach. It had been some time since this light and good kind of anxious feeling was fluttering its way through his body, and he had Chase to thank for it.

Being asked out on a date was the last thing the dapper man had expected due to Chase being in a relationship with Marvin, so he was confused and concerned at first when it happened. The father was quick to explain that he and Marvin had spoken about being open to having other partners - a polyamorous relationship, essentially - and their mutual feelings for him. Jameson was admittedly still a little nervous since he had yet to speak to the magician about it, but there were undeniable feelings there that he had been trying to suppress due to the other two being in a relationship. Learning about the mutual interest was a very pleasant surprise, so Jameson accepted.

And now there he was, getting ready for his date.

JJ finished twirling the edges of his moustache up, making sure his hair looked nice and taking in a breath. He had on some plaid brown slacks and some clean black shoes. Above his belted waist was a maroon knitted turtleneck, over which sat an even darker brown trench coat, suspenders hidden just underneath. The final touch was his black homburg hat that he placed on his head, nodding to his reflection in the mirror as he decided he was finally ready.

[cute-and-undead]

Playtime Adventures (Closed Rp)

It was an interesting idea at first, one that was more discussed as fantasy for a while instead of seeming possible. But today, it seemed like this dream was finally coming to fruition. Marvin was always so good for Chase during their bedroom playtime, but it felt wrong to leave their other partners put of the fantasies now that they were all together.

So today was time to lean into a fun one. They all agreed to meet at Marvin's studio: Chase, Marvin, Anti, and Jackie. However, a few details were intentionally out. They all knew exactly what they were getting into, the pair coming to watch as Marvin submitted themselves to Chase. He had just told the smallest of fibs to the pair, asking them to come a little later so they could "prepare."

It let Chase help ease his partner into headspace in a situation that he knew Marvin was comfortable with. Just the two of them, Chase murmuring sweet nothings in Marvin's ears as he eased off their clothes and bound their wrists and legs in rope.

Meanwhile, Jackie finished walking up the stairs with Anti, making their way to the door of the studio. He'd be telling a boldface lie if he said he wasn't excited about this, sending Anti a little smile as he held his hand.

"I.. am so curious." he confessed with a soft chuckle.

((@http-anti ))