#oh to be in a poly ship with white blue and yellow

[ehh-is-the-name]

Happy (late) Holloweeny!!

It may be like almost a week after the holiday but whatever! I decided to be Jyushi this year since I already made the hat like 2 years ago. That led to me wondering how much I could do for the costume without buying things, and well... I think the only thing I really bought was the baseball uniform but I had to dye it and whatnot so idek what I was planning with that. I think I just wanted an excuse to make stuff and this is what I got to show for it. I think it turned out well!

Though, I think I really like just dressing up as characters at this point, and of course work in process photos under the cut!

Gonna go in chronological order, so starting with the hat.

The photos of it are at the other post linked above if you wanna see it but I'll say my process/thoughts on it here.

If I went back in time to redo the hat I would've changed the way I did the white base. I did it with a spray primer and it made the hat really stiff. I used to wear it out, but also because of the primer, the fabrics not breathable anymore so you get sweaty FAST. Even with the wig on above, it made my head hot. It also made it not able to like stretch easily, so when I had it on with the wig, it kinda looked weird from some angles. Otherwise, It's pretty good. It's just the fact it has so many paint layers.

I unfortunately forgot to take wip pics of the bat and ball, but I have all the resources I used to make them if that counts!

I used the ball pattern from Supergurumi here. For the bat, I used Jay Hen's pattern linked here.

The only thing about the bat is that I switched up some things for this. Like I barely used any stuffing (mainly bc I didn't have much) but also because I just don't think the silhouette of the one on the site matches what an actual metal bat looks like and Jyushi got a metal bat. So I just crocheted around a pool noodle. And gotta say, very fun to hit my friends with, 10/10. Another thing, is that I made the whole bat the grey seen above and just wrapped some old fabric around it, since sometimes Jyushi has it and sometimes he doesn't?? It's weird.

Like in the earlier season (top right), he doesn't, but later in the show (bottom left) he has one and the grip is black? Oh but in the game (top left) he has a yellow grip! BUT THEN THE FUCKING NENDROID DOESN'T HAVE IT EITHER??? SO WHAT????

Idk. The whole thing kinda pissed me off since I didn't know what would be right. In the end, I just went with the yellow grip to match the uniform. I saw all of this like I care about accuracy- I fucked up the baseball stitches anyways, but that'll be our little secret.

I bought the whole uniform from a bulk sellout sports company for like only a handful of dollars. Even with shipping and everything, it wasn't even $20. The only thing was that they weren't selling yellow ones, so I had to dye it. Wouldn't have been that bad if it weren't polyester! Do you know how hard it is to dye polyester??? Well I didn't when I bought it, so lemme tell you.

You gotta make your witch's brew with synthetic fabric dye and soap. It took me a while, but I'd found some of RIT Dyemore in a store (but there are also some online like iDye Poly that should work). I just used a broken hanger to stir that shit for like 30 minutes since I didn't wanna ruin a spoon. Then I had to soak it in a dye fixative, which I did not buy 'cause fuck that. I'll just made some with water. vinegar, and sodium carbonate which you too can make at home. I will stay thanking NileRed for everything here, love his content. I think I soaked it for about 10-15 minutes, and from the pics above I wouldn't say much washed out.

This was probably the dumbest thing I've done. I could've just bought a wig for like $12 but no, I chose to make one instead. Also, I know he doesn't have blue strands in his hair, I just ran out of black yarn and had to make do. These are trying times, ok!! Anyway, I got one of the mesh wig caps meant to cover hair and then started tying strands to every couple of rows and holes. I guess this is where the stiffness of the hat came into use since I used that to hold the mesh cap. I got the idea from this video which helped with telling me what not to do if I wanted to make a wig like this. I was about as far into tying as the first pic below before I found cosplay veteran, Kind of Derp's, yarn wig series which put the idea in my head to press it. The only issue was that I couldn't brush out the twist since they were already tied and it would've pulled out all my hard work. So, I had to individually spread out every piece before pressing... That took the most amount of time, tbh I spend days doing that. I do not recommend it. If you're gonna make a yarn wig either do it KoD's way or like Uropa Queen does it here. That vid helped me quite a bit with styling.

Lastly, although the final photos don't show it, I did put Jyushimatsu's lil ahoge thing! I made it out of a spring and wrapped it with a shitload of yarn before stitching it in place.

And the last thing was stitching their last name! I thought about doing it directly onto the shirt, but since the uniform shirt is kinda stretchy and I don't have any fabric stabilizers, I chose not to.I wanted the stitches to be really crisp and nice, so I just did it on a different piece of fabric and pressed it on. I also kinda wanted to have a yellow shirt by the end of this without the kanji, so I wanted the chance to peel it off afterwards. But, me being silly, I didn't check if the iron-on adhesive was permanent before ironing it onto the shirt. Not the end of the world, I'll still wear it anyway. Though I think I could've cut the edges closer to the word since you can see it pretty clearly irl and even in the photos, but again the damage is done, what am I gonna do about now.

For the sketch, I used an erasable pen to draw 松. And for the stitches themselves, I just used the satin stitch to fill and some back stitches for the outline. This was probably the easiest and quickest part of the process.

I did the little "14" wristband thing a similar way. I just whipstitched the numbers onto some strap material (poly webbing, I think?) and attached some velcro. I folded it in half and stitched down the sides since I didn't ant the stitches to show on the back side of the cuff.

And I would put stuff for the mask, but that was super last minute. I literally just took one of my cloth masks and painted his smile on it with some acrylic paint and pouring medium, 'cause I was too lazy to whip out my actual fabric paint. Took about an hour to get it done, max.

But yeah, despite all the corners I cut, I still like the way it turned out. I can really see why cosplayers do what they do. It's fun to do stuff like this. I don't know if I'll have the time to squeeze in a DIY-heavy costume like this next year, but for Jysuhi and Airy, it was nice to do it.

And as always, I share the process because OH MY FUCK PEOPLE SHOULD!! The cosplayers that share their processes, I love you I love you I love you so much. Their stuff was really helpful for doing this! Hence, that's why I linked so many things. Plus, I know there are others out there who are trying to do the same and if it was helpful for me to stumble across other people's processes it'd probably be helpful to them too.

This is your sign to make a costume if you've been putting it off because you don't know how to do it. Start with something small, just for the hell of it. Hey, in 2021 I didn't think that painting his hat would lead to this, but look where we are. I believe in you, go forth and be creative!

And if you've made it this far, thanks for reading!!

[ly-von-karma]

THE DIAMONDS? 👀

I AM A SIMP FOR THEM, THE GREAT DIAMOND AUTHORITY- I'M AT YOUR SERVICE. Qofisjdwis, been reblogging a lot Bellow Diamond lately-

[northlight14]

Gettin’ bi

(Title inspired by the song “Gettin’ bi” from the show “crazy ex girlfriend”)

Description: Really, all Roman wanted was some time to relax after a long week. But, of coarse, his brother Remus has to come and crash his binge watching session. 

TW: caps, cursing, let me know if I need to add anything else

Ships: platonic creativity twins, implied roceit

Genre: human au, high school au (kinda, it’s mentioned they go to high school but that’s it)

Prompt: bisexual (prompt given by @pridewrite2021

(Mild spoilers for the show crazy ex girlfriend!! Also if you haven’t seen it, go watch it because it’s soo good and not as sexist as the title makes it sound! You don’t really need to have seen the show tho to read this)

It had been a long week. Roman had been having to balance home work, art coursework AND practicing for the school show. Not to mention how many arguments he’d gotten into with Virgil about lighting of said show. But now it was finally Friday night and he could breathe. 

Roman went straight to change out of his regular clothes and into his silk red pajamas, the material feeling soft against his skin. He then switched off his bedroom light, making the room as dark as possible, flopped onto his bed and switched on his TV to Netflix. He looked through each of the shows on his list that he’d been meaning to watch before changing to his ‘watch again’ list to binge ‘Crazy Ex Girlfriend’ for the 5th time. What? Roman knew what he liked. 

He clicked onto a random episode before huddling into his white duvet and red and yellow pillows. A few episodes passed, Roman singing along to all the songs having memorised them by now.

‘I really needed this’ Roman thought as the next episode began to play.

Then, as if on que, his brother Remus burst through his door, the light from the hallway blinding Roman.

“Hey dipshit! What we watchin’?” Remus said, jumping onto Romans bed, crushing his legs in the process.

“Ow! Remus!” Roman squawked, pulling his legs away.

“Don’t be a puss.” Remus laughed, nudging his brother in the side and yanking the blanket over towards him.

“Remus!” Roman said, trying and failing to steal his blanket back.

“Sorry Ro-bro, it’s mine now. So, what we watchin?” He asked again.

Resigning himself to the fact that Remus wasn’t going to leave, he answered rather defeatedly, “Crazy Ex Girlfriend.”

“That again? Wait, was that you singing the songs again?! I thought a cat was getting mauled somewhere or something!” Remus laughed as Roman made an offended gasp before hitting his brother in the head with one of his pillows.

“Shut up!”

They were able to get though a few minutes of the episode without too much of an issue. Emphasis on the too much because Roman has a beautiful singing voice thank you very much and those aren’t even the right lyrics Remus and you know it!

That was until a very specific scene started to play.

‘Shit.’ Roman thought. ‘Are we up to this bit already?’

Roman watched very quietly as the character Darryl began to call his co-workers into his office, his back going (ironically) very straight and his discomfort hanging thick in the air.

‘What the heckity heck five abs and one pec am I supposed to do here?’ Roman thought in panic as Darryl began to sing the iconic song ‘Gettin bi’ as he came out to his co-workers. It was one of Romans personal favourites in the series considering he was also bisexual. But also considering no one apart from a few close friends knew that, this was approaching dangerous territory.

‘If I don’t sing this song, that’ll look suspicious!’ Roman thought. ‘But if I do, there’s a very high chance I’ll get too into it and out myself! How the heck to straight people react to this?!’

He eventually opted to humming it slightly, making a comment about how he “doesn’t really know the words to this one,” despite it being on his playlist. Roman then dared a glance at his brother, who was watching the show unbothered. He couldn’t help but wonder what Remus was thinking. Sure, Remus had never said anything homophobic in the past but Roman had met some of his friends and they weren’t exactly the most pleasant of people.

‘Well, most of them.’ Roman thought, blushing slightly as he thought of Janus, Remus’ best friend, before shaking the thought away.

“It’s pretty cool they have so much diversity in this show.” Remus said casually, tossing popcorn into his mouth. (Wait, when did Remus get popcorn?) “I mean, most shows completely ignore bisexual people existing but this guy gets a whole ass song about it.”

Roman couldn’t help the warm, comforting feeling in his chest. “You think?” He said, carefully.

“Well, yeah. Me and one of my friends who’s bi was talking about this yesterday. In shows and movies, they always act like a character can only be either straight or gay but that’s so stupid. They can be bi or pan or poly or omni. They’re just uncreative and erasing a bunch of people.” Remus said, tossing a sweet into his mouth. (Wait, when did Remus get sweets? What the fuck?!)

Roman honestly felt like he could cry. “So you don’t think it’s, like, made up or whatever. Or a phase?” Remus looked at him judgingly.

“Well, obviously not.” He said as if Roman was stupid. “Why, do-oof” Remus was cut off by Roman tackling him into a hug. And yep, Roman was definitely crying now. Remus just seemed to freeze like a deer in headlights.

“Roman, what the hell?” Roman moved away from Remus, frantically whipping tears from his eyes. “Uh...Roman? You alright?”

“I’m...um.” Roman began to choke on the words he was so close to speaking. ‘Am I really about to do this?’ “I’m bisexual.” He quickly said, eyes averting Remus’.

There was a beat.

It surely must have been just a few seconds but God did it feel like an eternity. Roman looked at Remus, waiting for him to say something. Anything.

‘Oh God this was a mistake! He hates you! He’s going to out you to mom and dad and-‘

Remus smirked. “Yeah, and the skys blue, grass is green and snakes have two dicks. What else is new?” Remus laughed.

“I...what?” Roman said, not entirely sure what to say to that, especially that last comment.

“I already knew you weren’t straight, you dork.” Remus smiled, nudging Roman in the shoulder.

“You...what?” Remus just laughed.

“Roman, you’re literally a theatre kid. Plus, anyone with eyes can see you drooling over Janus every time I bring him over.” Roman felt his entire face go red at that. Then he felt a twisting sense of horror in his gut.

“Do mom and dad know?!” He asked, slightly panicked.

“Probably not but I won’t tell them if you’re not ready.” Roman sighed in relief at that.

The two then turned back to the TV. The song had finished and the episode was continuing. Roman felt...strange. Almost as if it wasn’t him who had just come out.

“I’m really proud of you, you know.” Remus said, not taking his eyes off the screen with a small smile on his lips. Roman felt his heart light up, almost like a massive weight had been lifted from his chest.

That was until Remus playfully punched him in the arm.

“Ow! Remus!”

“What? That’s how I show affection!”

This quickly turned into a wrestling match.

Roman was glad things hadn’t changed that much, at least.

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For those who want to listen to the song: here

I’m not saying this was an excuse for me to tell everyone to go watch crazy ex but like...I’m not denying it either😅

[universal-kitty]

.: Coffee By the Ocean :.

   Because to this day, I’m still thinking about my childhood crush on Gary Oak. And hey, his game counterpart grew up. So what if we met again? After all those years...

   I don’t know. I just have thoughts.

   The Alolan beaches were always beautiful, no matter how many times Blue found himself staring. Walking by one was inevitable, but in the moments he took, stopping to watch the waves roll in, admire the blue-green of the sea, shining under the sun, really feeling the wind... It made him smile a little more. Feel a little calmer.

   Red had long since wandered off, Pikachu still on his shoulders. He wanted to go shopping, get lunch, and then reunite with Red before they headed back for the Battle Tree. That’s why there were here, after all...

   Or so Blue kept trying to convince himself. It is why they came; the trip was Red’s idea. He wanted to battle with new trainers in a new region and had asked Blue if he had enough free time to join him. Well, of course he did! So they’d gone together. It wasn’t until Blue was on the ship, reading a magazine, did he read about someone familiar- someone from their past- having moved to the islands for a vacation.

   Fresh out of Unova, having just returned for a short time since her leave to Kalos...

   Blue had been in a tizzy since, nervously looking over the crowds for a familiar face. Keeping an eye out for an Eevee, a Victini, a Sylveon... Something that said her pokemon. Though with no luck so far. He knew he was worrying Red with this (at the least; he was also getting suspicious over why Blue had suddenly gotten so paranoid), but... If he saw her one more time, maybe.....

   “Hey, Zacharie! That’s not nice!! You have to be nice to your brother!” A scolding on the beach caught his attention, freezing in his step to look down to the corner of the beach... There were two Torracats and their trainer. Brown hair under a sun hat, shorter than he remembered, with glasses. They were wearing a summer cardigan, shorts, and a tank top...? He could remember when she was too shy to wear those in public... Showing too much skin would be the end of her, he remembered her whining.

   He slowly walked down to the beach, pausing again. Sylveon, laying down on a chair, taking a nap in the shade. All these years...and she finally evolved. His hand itched for the Umbreon he didn’t have with him. The Eevees once thick as thieves...

   Well. Breathe in deep, and time to approach.

   “Oh gosh, you two...” As Blue approached, one of the Torracats froze, looking back at him with a growing glare, ears flattening. Uh-oh. Looks like someone was protective. “Hey, Zacharie! Who are you growling.....at...” Her question faded as she looked up at Blue, jaw dropping slightly as she stared at him.

   “...Blue?”

   “Hey.” He waved shyly, his heart racing...as hard as he’s ever felt, looking at her again. The only comfort was her Sylveon perking up at the sound of his voice, crying out in delight and remembrance, hopping off the chair to rub against his legs happily. Who couldn’t smile at that?

   “Oh... Oh my gosh. It-It’s been years!!! How have you been?! What brings you to Alola?” She started stepping over to him, only to nearly trip over her still overprotective Torracat... Zacharie? “Zach!! Why- Calm down, I know him! Why don’t you help Valerie? He could use it more!” Ah, yes... The other Torracat was trying to hide behind her legs... Oddly adorable.

   But Zacharie didn’t budge from his protective stance.

   “Ugh, fine. No more beach day for you two. Break!” Rachel pulled out her pokeballs, sending the two away. “Sorry... Zach’s been pretty overprotective lately. Um...” She hooked them back onto her belt and shrugged, suddenly looking pretty awkward. “You...wanna get food?”

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   They ended up at a nearby cafe. With Sylvie behaving herself, she was allowed to stay out and eat with them...but she assured the other two would get a to-go box for home.

   “They adore this place and I can’t blame them,” she said with a small laugh. “Everything about Alola has been so beautiful... I wish it was possible to bring all my pokemon here~!”

   “You’d be here for the rest of your life, I’m sure,” Blue shot back with a laugh, drinking up more of his smoothie. Something... Light. Nerves were still making him shaky; the less he had to hold something and the less he had to eat, the better. Red would more than likely make up for the light lunch later, anyways.

   “Right?! But it would be so worth it...” Rachel sighed, looking out over the ocean again. He wanted to join her, but instead he found himself staring at her. Chin propped up on her intertwined fingers, that smooth cheek, the dark green of her eyes getting mixed up in the blue of the sky and the shine of the ocean waters... He wasn’t even aware of how hard he was staring until she turned her head and he couldn’t make himself look away. “What? I got something on my face?”

   “Uh, no, I-” Blue floundered for something to say as she giggled, before pointing at a before-unseen pin on her cardigan. “I was just...staring at that! What is it??”

   “Oh, this?” She moved it, a pokemon with stripes of color... Yellow, white, purple, and black? “It’s a pokemon pride pin! I got it while I was in Unova... Realized sometime then that I...don’t really feel like my birth gender. I never really have, just didn’t know the word for it. So! I got this! Nonbinary pin~”

   “Oh.” He paused. “So, is there... Do I call you...?”

   “Anything different?” He nodded, nervous. “Heh, nah. I’ve been thinking about changing my name, but I haven’t settled on anything yet. All I ask...is other pronouns. I’m happiest hearing male pronouns- so he/him- but they/them is more of a preference, these days. Too much “she this” and “her that” and I’ve started feeling dysphoric.” He nodded again, noting it down. Anything to keep them talking. To keep them...around, a little longer.

   To keep him from blurting out the real thing he wanted to ask...

   “Did you find out anything else? While in Unova?”

   “Oh heck yeah, I did!” They laughed brightly, pulling up their bag to show him a few more buttons. One with stripes of pink, yellow, and light blue. Another with white, purple, and grey stripes, but with a black, sideways triangle. Finally, one that was blue, red, and black stripes, with a yellow pi sign in the middle, on the red stripe. “Okay, so this one is the pan flag, cause I learned...that, well, I like anyone! I used to think I was bi-curious, but... Pan just feels more right to be. So there’s that...

   “This one is the demisexual flag. I noticed I feel attraction to people, but if the opportunity came up to have a one-night stand... I’d just feel scared. I’m not interested in being with someone I’m not close to or have a bond with. So... This one is nice to know about myself.” Blue only felt more restless at hearing that. “Finally, this one... Poly flag~! I love all people and their lovely personalities and... I learned there’s a community for loving multiple people, too! Another place in the LGBT that I feel happy and at home in.

   “A lot has changed since we last met, but I’m h-”

   “Did you regret it?”

   ...Silence filled the air. Blue staring down at the table in silent horror, Rachel staring at his hair with shock. It was so sudden... He scared them, but also left them...confused.

   “Blue...? Regret what...?”

   “I...” He swallowed nervously, hands gripping his pants tightly. Trying to get the nerve to ask questions that he’d been thinking about since they’d left Kanto all those years ago. “I meant..... If you regretted...us breaking up...back then...” It was quiet again, only the wind and beach providing sound among all their tension.

   “...Oh, Blue... I missed you, but... You weren’t good for me back then,” they said. Hesitantly, he looked up, seeing their distraught face and deep frown. Sylvie had wrapped her ribbons around her trainer, worried for the turn the lunch had taken. “I mean, you remember how you used to be, right? You were such...a brat. And mean! I liked you, but... I...” They hung their head, now their turn to stare at the table. “...I didn’t even know if you liked me some days. Especially since I used hang out with Red and his friends so much...”

   “...That definitely made me jealous back then.”

   “I figured as much,” they said with a sigh, nodding. “But c’mon... That lack of trust?”

   “You admitted to being jealous of my cheerleaders.” Rachel’s face flushed, frowning...but it seemed a little more pouty than before. “Those girls were way older than I was, especially for the time. At least you had friends your age.”

   “That’s not the point,” they huffed, lightly kicking his leg from under the table as they leaned back in the chair. “The point is how you used to be such a bully and I let you...! All because I really, really liked you...and I never knew how to say no. Worst of all to you.” Now it was Blue’s turn to frown, shoulders slumping.

   He’d been pretty much a huge jerk for all his early childhood, but... Putting it that way? ...Yeah, that hurt. He didn’t even realize how much Rachel had been probably suffering just being around him... Guilt sat heavy on his shoulders, thinking back on it all.

   “...Is that why you left Kanto?”

   “That, and I had no intention of being league champion when Red was there,” they said, laughing shakily. His heart broke a little more, watching them wipe their eyes with the heel of their hand. “You guys meant a lot, but... I couldn’t stand being around someone I liked so much who was doing nothing but hurting me. That place just...hurt.

   “So off to Johto. Went off to Hoenn... Badge-collecting, but I never really thought to challenge a league until Unova.”

   “You stepped down though, didn’t you?” Rachel...went quiet, staring at the table blankly with their arms crossed.

   “Yeah... Went off for two years. Was...trying to find an old friend.” Blue frowned, a twinge of jealously going off in his heart. That voice...that sounded a bit too personal. Too fond. But now certainly wasn’t going to be the time to dredge that up. “Ended up in Kalos. Spent a lot of my time there, especially when I learned about Sylveon... Now I’ve got Sylvie.” The pokemon gave a reaffirming chirp from below sight of the table.

   “So... Alola?”

   “Heard that friend went back...but I was too much of a coward to face him again. Even though I know he’d probably be looking for me still, too. Alola was advertised in Kalos as a hotspot for vacation, relaxation... You name it. So I hopped onto a ship, didn’t look back.” Rachel suddenly refocused, staring Blue down. “Hey... You never told me why you’re here...!”

   “Red’s idea,” he assured, hands up and palms facing them. “He wanted us to go to the Battle Tree... I didn’t see a problem with it. I didn’t even know you were here until I was on the ship.”

   “A likely story,” they huffed. “...But I’ll accept it.” He laughed a little at that, pleased to see the sound got them to smile a little, too. Something better to lighten up the mood from the sad turn it had gone down.

   “Hey.” Rachel looked up at him curiously, head tilted just so; a habit it seems they never grew out of. “...You’re still beautiful.” He grinned as their face flushed, giving him another light kick under the table.

   “Ugh, shut up...!! Don’t try to fluster me, Mr. Meanie Jerk.”

   “What are you, ten again?” He snarked, laughing as he moved his chair back enough for his own legs to retaliate. “I could come up with something better in my sleep! ...But nothing to match you.”

   His laughter only intensified as they groaned, officially playing a slightly more aggressive game of footsie. Blue trying to survive and step on their feet to hold them down, Rachel just trying to kick another day in her tsundere grumpiness.

   It was only a loud clap that made them stop, the duo looking up to see an amused Red, his arms crossed and Pikachu already leaving him the second he spotted Sylvie.

   “...What? She- They won’t accept my compliments!”

   “He’s being a jerk again, Red, don’t listen to him. I’m trying to regain my honor.” Red made a low hum sound...then proceeded to nod, step closer...and noogie Blue’s head.

   “Hey, what-?!? BETRAYAL!!!” He yelled, flailing in an attempted to get Red off and shoo him away... Not that it worked as well as he’d hoped. Red did eventually let go, but only to walk over to Rachel- who’d gotten up out of their chair- and give him a hug.

   “Nice to see you again, Red.” His hands began moving, though Blue couldn’t tell what he was saying to them. “Oh, yeah, absolutely! That would be nice.” More sign. 

   “The Battle Tree? I’d love to, but that’s never been my style... I thought you knew me better than that?” Red huffed, signing more, but seeming to be more aggressive with it, this time. They just laughed, nodding. “I know you want to fight again, but I didn’t bring any of my best team! They’re all still in boxes, currently inaccessible here. Sorry, Red... Some other time.”

   Red seemed to finally be defeated, sighing with his shoulders slumped. It was only watching Rachel pat his shoulder, trying to offer reassurances, did Blue blink back to life. Wait a whole minute--

   “You-? You learned how to read sign?!?”

   “Yeah! Studied in between Unova and Kalos,” they admitted with a laugh. “Figured it was about time...! Learn something new, y’know? I’m just glad it came in handy!!

   “Anyways... I should get back to my hotel. Zacharie and Valerie need lunch.” Red tilted his head curiously. “I can introduce you sometime! Zach might actually like you... How long are you here for?”

   “I ‘unno,” Blue said, filling in for Red. “However long he wants to be, really.”

   “Oh! Cool! I guess it all works out, then!” Slinging her bag over her shoulder, Rachel smiled brightly at them. “See you around! Don’t be shy to say hello if you see me, too, okay?” With a final wave, Rachel and Sylvie set off to the counter to pick up a to-go box for their other pokemon, Red still standing by the table. He looked at Blue curiously, raising a brow...but Blue was still dragging his eyes away from them.

   “...What’s that look for?” Red smirked a little, hands signing. “Wh- Huh?!? Don’t even joke about that!!!! Ugh, you’re so-” Blue huffed, fuming as he took another long drink of his smoothie, ignoring the heat on his own face.

   It was just the sun, anyways... Didn’t mean anything. Red signed something from the corner of his vision.

   “....Don’t even say that...they might actually...” He kicked his foot, frowning. It shouldn’t be so hard. It should’ve been easy...but everything was complicated now. And his fears of having them back were just as big as the fears of letting them go again.

[tisfan]

Right Foot Red

Title: Right Foot Red Collaborators: @27dragons and @tisfan AO3 Link  Square Filled: N5 - Silly Sex Ship: WinterIronWidow Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark/Natasha Romanoff Rating: M Major Tags: playing games, competition, strip Twister, cheating, flexible, gays can’t sit in chairs properly, poly relationships, extensive foreplay Summary: Steve says Tony’s not that flexible. Bucky and Nat don’t mind letting him prove Steve wrong. Word Count: 1767 Created for @mcukinkbingo

“Is there some compelling reason why you can’t sit in a chair like a normal person?” Steve demanded, pushing Tony’s legs off the arm of the chair, almost spilling his popcorn in the process.

“It’s a gay thing, Cap, you wouldn’t understand,” Clint said. He was also, Bucky noted, not sitting in the chair properly, instead practically perched on the back of his like he was expecting to take off in flight or something.

“Tony’s just got no spine,” Nat said, curling up even harder between Tony and Bucky, her feet in Bucky’s lap. “It makes him very flexible.”

“It’s true,” Tony said. “I’m very flexible.” He waggled his eyebrows lasciviously. “You should see what I can do with that in bed.”

Tony, like a cat, is liquid,” Bucky piped up. “He just sort of flows.” His boyfriend was amazing, graceful and delicious.

“Well, he’s not bad in the suit,” Steve said, sitting on the sofa and manspreading, like he was trying to prove a point by having both feet on the floor and his knees wide. “But, honestly, he can’t compare to an enhanced human. No offense.”

Tony’s eyebrow went up. “Precisely which enhanced human are you thinking of comparing me to?” he wondered in a dangerously mild tone.

“Oh, now you’ve done it,” Nat sing-songed.

“Flexibility’s not enhanced by the serum,” Bucky said, scowling. “Nat an’ I got this way because we danced. Tony does yoga. He’d kick your ass in Twister.” He drew a few circles up Nat’s leg and ended with his hand on Tony’s shoulder. Even with Steve trying to make him sit up, Tony was determined to sprawl.

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“I don’t even know what that is,” Steve said, and proceeded to ignore them for the rest of the evening.

“Twister might be fun,” Nat commented, on the way up to their apartment, later. “Add a little spice.” She stuck her tongue on Tony’s ear almost absently, playing with his hair. “Unless you don’t think you have anything to prove.”

“I don’t,” Tony pouted, “but it might still be fun.” He tucked his fingers into the back of her belt. “Strip Twister?” He waved at the furniture as they walked into the living room. “Clear us out a space. JARVIS, project a board for us, would you?”

“I’m gonna break my dick, and what use will I be to either of ya?” Bucky wondered, but scraped back his hair and twisted it into a bun, already counting items of clothing. He might have an advantage; he was always a little cold, so he tended to wear layers to avoid baking his lovers in his preferred temperature settings.

Despite his complaints, Bucky shoved the sofa back up against the wall.

Tony clapped his hands and rubbed them together cheerfully. “All right, let’s do this. Box rules? Anyone want a minute to stretch first?” He smirked at them like the brat he was.

Bucky did stretch, a little, twisting his hips and crackling his spine, because he wasn’t an idiot. Bucky was strong, he was fast, and sometimes he could be graceful, but his standard operating procedure was to walk at the bad guys like incoming death. Most of them got out of his way, rather than the reverse.

“I am fine,” Nat said, braiding her hair to keep it out of the way; Tony was the only one of them who wore short hair. “Should I offer you a penalty?”

“Are we playing for penalties?” Tony wondered. “Sure, why not. Give it a little edge.”

“If you win, I shall allow you to sleep in the middle tonight,” she said. The middle was a highly coveted spot that they actually had to chart out, to keep everyone from arguing about it. “And if you lose, you will tell Steve that you lost.”

“Agreed. If you win, I will go with you to the ballet,” Tony offered. “And not mock the costumes, or fall asleep during the performance. And if you lose, then you get to tell Steve that I cleaned your clock.” He slanted a look at Bucky. “You want in on this action?”

“If I win--” Bucky thought about it for a moment. “You cut your coffee habit in half for a week. And come to bed on time. If you win, I will let you upgrade the arm.”

“Sold. JARVIS, record the bets, please, and give us a spin.”

“Recorded. The first spin is: left hand, blue.”

Uncharacteristically, Tony paused to survey the projected board, waiting until Bucky and Nat had each claimed their spots, before carefully bending to put his hand down.

It didn’t take them very long to get all snarled up together, and Bucky was not above cheating, in that he made deliberate efforts to brush against his partners. He knocked Tony down once by depositing a kiss on the back of Tony’s neck as he moved by.

He’d expected Tony to cry foul at that, but Tony just gave him a cheerful salute and a wink that promised mayhem and revenge as he surrendered his shirt.

Losing the shoes seemed like the ideal choice after his first slip, when he and Nat were battling it out for Left Foot Red, but socks were even worse. The floor and JARVIS’s projected mat were probably not as slick as an actual plastic game board might have been, but Tony’s interior designer had put together a Look, at that Look had not involved carpeting in the public spaces.

They all went down in a heap when Bucky’s foot slipped on Right Foot Blue.

“Ooof,” Tony complained. “How did I end up on the bottom, again?” He wriggled distractingly. “Bucky’s penalty?” he petitioned Nat.

“You’re on the bottom,” Nat said, pushing herself upright again, which put her breasts mostly in Tony’s face, “because you are the Bottom.”

“He has a very nice bottom,” Bucky commented, helping himself to a handful before picking his way out of the pile to peel off his shirt. Down to a white undershirt, and his jeans, he was finding it difficult to imagine how many more wrong moves he could make before he’d get to sit back (naked, but that was okay) and watch Tony and Nat writhe around each other. “What’s the next spin, J?”

The game went on, and despite the distinct lack of attire they had, it seemed they got more competitive. The exercise was keeping Bucky warm, and watching his partners bend and flex and move around him was both distracting and an incentive to stay in the game.

JARVIS called a change of position for right hands, and Tony, instead of sensibly putting his hand on the spot right under his shoulder, twisted around and situated himself so his elbow was tucked up between Bucky’s legs, brushing the inside of Bucky’s thigh, bumping ever so gently against Bucky’s balls.

Bucky hitched in a breath and put a mission behind not falling over. Which was harder than it sounded as his knees buckled and his dick decided to perk up and pay attention. “Cheat,” he hissed.

“I don’t know what you could possibly mean,” Tony said in his most innocent tones.

Nat took advantage of both of her men being distracted to slither between them, one leg delicately balanced over Bucky’s hips and the other stretched almost flat to reach the yellow dot all the way in the back.

“That has got to be hard on your hips,” Bucky commented. It was an impressive split and Bucky could practically see the folds of her labia as her underwear plastered against her skin.

Oh yeah, he was going to lose.

Another couple of rounds, and Tony had managed to tuck himself almost completely up underneath Bucky’s legs, his perfectly-shaped rear rubbing up against Bucky’s crotch, while his face was somehow pressed against one of Nat’s breasts. “I’d say I was sorry for the awkward,” he said, “but you both know I’d be lying.”

Bucky couldn’t quite resist the temptation, rubbing down across Tony’s ass when he moved to their new spot, but his hand came down on Nat’s at the same time and he had to quickly replan his trajectory.

And he missed.

Which he might have been sorry about, except somehow that managed to put him with his mouth pressed against Nat’s thigh, so, since he’d already lost, he took advantage of the position to lick the gusset of her drawers and blow warm air across the wet fabric. “Hello there, kratsotka.”

Nat’s breath caught and her balance wavered, just a little. Tony turned his head farther than it seemed should be possible to see what was going on, and coughed out a laugh. “Ready to give up?”

“I’m out, I’m off,” Bucky said, climbing out from between them. “Now I can sit here and watch you two look pretty.” He stripped off his boxer-briefs, and might have deliberately tossed them in Tony’s face. Bucky took a seat on the shoved aside sofa and didn’t bother to pretend he wasn’t posing.

Tony and Nat were worth the watching. Especially now that they’d both apparently decided that the only way to win was to cheat. They chose their positions less for convenience and more to cause them to rub up against each other, pressing their faces into skin and teasing each other with subtle licks and extremely unsubtle nips.

But from his position on the couch, Bucky could see that Nat was being carefully herded to one side of the playing board, limiting her choices. Finally, Tony managed to beat her to a Right Foot Green call, leaving her only option to stretch all the way across him to the far side of the board -- a distance her shorter limbs simply couldn’t reach. She was determined to try, slipping her leg between Tony’s arms and sliding her calf along his thigh, but she couldn’t quite make it, and with an extremely unladylike curse, dropped to the floor.

“I win!” Tony crowed.

Bucky hauled himself to his feet, offering Nat a hand up. “Well, looks like you get to be the middle spoon tonight--” He glanced at Nat, who gave him a lopsided smile, resignation to being second place instead of being able to crow about it. “And, you know what that means.”

Nat took up his train of thought immediately. “He shall have the benefit of both our complete attentions.”

Bucky bent to bring Tony up to his feet, tugging at the last few pieces of clothing he had in place. “We will, indeed. Because, as the winner, you should definitely enjoy the spoils.”

A/n: Bad Russian Translating - “gorgeous” 

[renegade-diamonds]

If you’re still taking writing prompts, could you do poly!Diamonds AU where Blue Diamond is shattered instead of Pink Diamond? I love your work, BTW!!

Alright anon! A little short-angst filled one-shot. :)

Pink had been in a panic when she had contacted her, screaming and crying for Yellow and her to come down to Earth.

Whatever upset her couldn’t be determined over the Diamond line, as there was too much of a fiasco going on in the background.

White sighed and dismissed the call as she stood from her throne. All four flagships had been sent to Earth for a meeting of the Authority, and they’d wanted a show of force to dissuade the rebellion from trying anything.

“I’m warping down to Pink’s location,” White gestured to the gems controlling the ship. “Keep the flagship here, hopefully Yellow and Blue are already down on Earth with Pink so we can sort out whatever she’s so upset about.”

The gems all saluted, “Yes, my diamond!”

With that done, White swept out of the bridge and towards the warp pads.

~~

When she had arrived on Earth, White immediately knew something was wrong.

Several of Yellow’s high-ranking generals were there to meet her, which struck the Diamond as odd since only Pink’s military was supposed to be stationed on Earth, “Where are the others?”

The generals seemed hesitant to answer, leaving the highest-ranked one for the job, “My Diamond says it’s imperative we escort you safely to the meeting point, as it’s something you have to see for yourself.”

White sighed and pinched her nose, “Very well. Let us go then.”

With that said, she climbed into her waiting palanquin, and the gems fell in line around her- then they were off towards the desired coordinates Pink had managed to send.

~~

As they approached the others, White could immediately feel the tense electricity in the air.  

Yellow was mad.

As her palanquin came to a stop, she stood to step out.

Only for a cold dose of fear to strike her right in the stomach.

Yellow and Pink were kneeling around Blue’s broken palanquin, and Pink was sobbing loudly as their respective escorts stood in a protective circle around them.

However, to her increasing dismay, Blue was nowhere to be seen.

Yellow was completely still, staring disbelievingly at the ruins of their lover’s palanquin. There was a haunted look in her normally sharp eyes, a look that White had never seen before.

Pink shot to her feet upon hearing her arrival, and immediately the eldest diamond matriarch had a crying diamond throw herself into her.

“It was my fault!” Pink’s voice was scratchy from screaming and crying. “They were after me! Blue saw them coming and threw herself in front of me!” She buried her face in White’s shoulder, “By the time I realized what had happened, she’d been….” Another cry tore out of her throat, and Pink Diamond gripped onto her tighter- too upset to even finish the sentence.

White gently supported Pink’s weight, and looked towards Yellow, “What happened?”

The golden monarch’s voice was low, and White could hear the subtle signs in her speech that signaled Yellow was trying not to break down, “Pink said they managed to get her gem in one hit. We don’t know exactly what they used, but a ruby says it was a sword.” She bowed her head, “Blue didn’t stand a chance.”

Something lodged itself in her throat, and that cold ball of fear suddenly shot up to her heart. A sinking idea of what they were talking about started to take form, but White couldn’t believe that. It just wasn’t possible.

Then Yellow stood and turned towards her, carefully holding blue shards in her cupped hands.

White took a deep shaking breath, looking from the shards, to the ruined palanquin, to her fellow diamonds, and then back to the shards.

Suddenly, a horrible realization came together. “Blue?! Oh no.”