#poly morning crew

[terezicaptor]

He does NOT know he's in the polycule

(inspired by ideas from @keirawantstocry)

[qsmpbutwithsignlanguage]

polyam morning crew is tragic not because they're doomed by the plot but because if they all slept in the same bed then they would not be able to make it through the night without at least one of them kicking all the ducking bedsheets off

[qtubbo]

Thinking about Morning Crew sparing again you know Pac would be enjoying it a bit too much, he loves when men can kill him, can hunt him, he’d be sitting there watching Fit and Tubbo fight with hearts in his eyes and a dreamy sigh. You know he would also get so much worse when he was actually fighting one of them, Pac heaven hot men that can kill him.

[keirawantstocry]

this is tubbo, pac, and fit BTW

[gepm251-blog]

Fit: Ah, ahahah, but I don't want you to feel like you are being forced in a marriage again.

This man is going straight to: Tubbo being Ramon's parent=being married to Fit (and Pac?). My brother in queerness that was a wild mental jump. Not even boyfriends??? Like, bring this man on a date first.

Also...

...

That is his fear, isn't it?

Making Tubbo feel like he is being pressured in a relationship by people he trusted to be his friends AGAIN...oh, boy

[ludaroace]

poly morning crew thoughts fit 100% gets the same kick out of calling tubbo his british boyfriend that he does calling pac his brazilian boyfriend because it's all about the alliteration to him and is elated that he now has an excuse to say it twice as often because he actually needs to clarify which boyfriend he is talking about

[fitpacbo]

Hear me out, poly morning crew theater au but they’re not actors, they’re the backstage crew.

Fit is in charge of moving and building sets and helping any scene changes. He’s the strongest person in their little community theater and he begrudgingly accepted the job.

Pac is in charge of props and he runs that shit like he’s in the army. No one is allowed to touch anything without him being aware of it and gods help you if you break anything because you’re screwing around with it.

Tubbo is the lighting/sound tech. He’s not happy about the limited capabilities of the equipment he has to work with but he understands that they have a budget. The best part about his job is that he can stare at Fit and his muscles during the brief moments he has to run on to stage to move something.

The cast of their little shows are fully aware that something is happening between the three but most just chalk it down to the adrenaline of a show

[luminarytex]

oh these QUEERS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[qtubpol]

i wonder if theres a word limit for this thing. cuz i wrote a poly morning crew fic of them all kissing and i wish to offer it to you to read like a little orphan child on the street offering up a penny to a rich man

Tubbo sank down as far as he could into the seat he was currently sitting in. In front of him were both Pac and Fit, staring at him with different expressions but equally piercing gazes. Distantly he could hear Bagi laughing as she watched the kids while the three of them talked. 

“Tubbo,” Fit said gently in that low rough voice of his. God it was irritating. Tubbo smacked both of his hands over his face and dragged them down unceremoniously. “We want to talk about what happened today.” 

“No idea what you’re talking about!” Tubbo said in the most fake sounding voice he had ever heard, even to his own ears. He cringed, dropping his hands back into his lap to fiddle with his toolbelt. 

“You teleported me out while we were on our date,” Pac said simply. Not angrily. Not upset. Just stating a fact. Tubbo hated how he was acting like he wasn’t upset. Because obviously he was. Right? 

“That was Bagi!” Tubbo defended. “I didn’t do anything! I wanted you guys to have your lovely date undisturbed!” 

“And we did,” Fit affirmed. “But now we are back and we want to talk to you.” 

Tubbo squirmed in his seat. “About what? Nothing to talk about.” 

Pac laughed a little at that and Tubbo sent him a withering glare. “Tubbooo. No. Don’t be mad at me.” He stood up taking a few steps to close the distance and fling himself over Tubbo, head atop his and arms crossed over Tubbo’s chest. It felt warm and safe and to be quite frank it scared the everloving shit out of him. Through the embrace he hesitantly watched Fit, expecting at any moment a cloud of jealousy to fall over his features. They were something else now. Something that didn’t involve Tubbo. But that didn’t happen. Instead, to his utter surprise, Fit smiled at him. 

“Tubbo. We see right through you, you know that right? But the thing is,” he continued. “You don’t have to worry. Our dynamic here-” he gestured between the three of them as Tubbo felt Pac hum against his skull, “-isn’t going to change. Tubbo, you matter to us.” 

Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes and he quickly tried to reach up to brush them away but somehow Fit was up out of his seat and beating him to it. His warm non-metal hand now lay flat against Tubbo’s cheek looking deep into his eyes. Tubbo resisted the urge to squirm under the intensity of the gaze. 

“Me and Pac are always gonna be here for you and Sunny okay? Always. We're family.” After a moment's hesitation he leaned in to press a kiss between Tubbo's furrowed eyebrows. 

Tubbo braced himself for Pac to get angry. To shove him away and start screaming at Fit. Once again this did not happen. Fit just smiled at him then up at Pac who squeezed Tubbo tighter and pressed a matching kiss to the top of his head. “You don't have to pretend with us,” Pac said, finally releasing his grip to walk around him and stand next to Fit in front of him. “You were welcome at our date. Always are, right Fitch?” 

Fit nodded, crossing his arms over his chest. “Yes exactly Pac.” 

Pac directed a smug smile at Tubbo. “See? You worry for no reason. Everything is good.” 

A stone of guilt and worry still lay heavy in Tubbo's chest but he tried to ignore it and give them a hesitant smile. “Yeah everything's good.” He wasn't sure if he was annoyed or relieved that they both saw through him immediately. 

Fit sighed. “What can we do to prove it to you?” 

Tubbo squirmed, trying to avoid eye contact. “Nothing, it's all fine. You guys you know go on dates and kiss and be gay and I'll stay here and it'll be fine.” 

Fit let out a deep sigh and oh there it was. Tubbo knew he was a burden he fucking knew it. His train of thought was thrown off as Pac laughed. “Oh so you wanna kiss and be gay with us hm?” 

Tubbo glanced up in surprise to suddenly see Pac right up in his face, deep big brown eyes staring into him. Full of so much joy. Happiness directed at him? Tubbo could hardly believe it but before he could even open his mouth to say anything along the lines of no, Pac grabbed his face gently and kissed him. It was soft and warm and surprising. And very much wanted. 

Without thinking Tubbo let himself reach up to cup Pac's cheek as they kissed, Pac giggling all the while against his lips. Their mouths moved together in a way that felt incredibly natural and normal. Fit laughed at their earnestness and a jolt of fear struck like lightning through Tubbo's body as he pulled back frantically. 

“Fit. I-” Aren't trying to make a move on your man? Am just as confused as you? He wasn't quite sure what he was going to say. 

“It's okay,” Fit soothed. “It's okay. Tubbo, I'm not mad at you right now.” He laughed again. “If anything I should be upset at Pac. He was the one who kissed you after all.” 

“You'd never be mad at me,” Pac teased with an easy grin, rocking back on his heels. 

Fit rolled his eyes fondly at him. “Sure Pac, sure.” 

Tubbo had absolutely no idea what to say so he defaulted to his usual humor. “So you aren't gonna kiss me, Fit? I see how it is. Is it because I'm blonde I bet it's-” he was cut off abruptly by different hands on his face. Rougher ones. A warrior's hands. His lips were surprisingly soft in comparison. Fit was so much more hesitant then Pac, so so gentle. Reaching for his shirt collar, Tubbo dragged him in closer, enjoying the noise of pleasant surprise that Fit made against his lips. Distantly he could hear Pac giggling. 

Eventually they pulled apart, Fit panting slightly and Tubbo became incredibly aware of the dumbass grin gracing his face. The worries and fears were still there, a few kisses weren't going to fix years of trauma but this was nice. “You guys are stupid,” he said instead but he could tell they knew what he meant. 

“You want us to kiss you more often?” Pac teased. “Give kisses to our boy before we go on our dates.” 

Tubbo shouldn't admit it. “Yes,” he said nearly against his will but he was glad he said it. 

“Okay then,” Fit said as if it solved everything. It didn't. But it helped. “You're our guy. Always have been, always will be.” 

Tears were pricking at the corners of his eyes again but he refused to let them fall. He sniffed. “Cool okay um can we get back to the kids now?” 

Fit and Pac both laughed before agreeing with him simultaneously. 

“Yes, of course.” 

“Sim, yes.” 

So that was it. Not a solution to the anguish in his stomach that threatened to eat him alive but some reassurance. He just had to accept it. 

oh fantastic. here you go op. also in my defense... its not that good cuz i havent slept. i in fact pulled an all nighter while writing this so yeah its the best i can do on absolutely no sleep

i would die for you.

[terezicaptor]

morning crew when it's the morning (they live together) (canon) (trust)

[charliecuntcicle]

the real reason fit hesitated a moment before telling quackity it wasnt tubbo that hes dating is that he thought they were until tubbo denied it

[qtubbo]

This was what Quackity thought the polycule was, he made this entirely up within his own head, anytime Fit said something he just added to it nothing could be removed.

Also here is what he thought it was before Fit opened his mouth:

[keirawantstocry]

Hi, Jay, are you feeling better? Hope you do<3

Could you do poly morning crew just aggressively complementing each other, so much that it just becomes three way competition on who can do better and bigger show of affection for the others?

taking it one day at a time thanks tia <3

Pac loved Fit and Tubbo he really did but sometimes it was insane how they could turn absolutely anything and everything into a competition. This instance had started off with simple compliments. All Pac wanted to do was compliment the two of them. It was his pleasure considering he had two of the strongest men on the island doing absolutely anything he asked.

But as it stood the two of them had turned it into a competition. Every day now they were showering Pac in compliments and gifts. But then they started complimenting each other. If Pac was being honest that caught his attention more.

Hearing comments from Fit about how pretty Tubbo's eyes were and comments from Tubbo about how strong Fit was. It warmed his heart. There was something so sweet about seeing the two of them go from arguing over who was complimenting Pac better to giving each other elaborate gifts under the guise of competition.

"You guys do know you can just date right?" Pac said to them one day as they stopped in their tracks and stared at him. "You're acting like one of those teenage couples in high school that are so overbearingly romantic all the time. Why not be honest and put the label on it?"

Tubbo opened his mouth, then closed it, before opening it once more. "But you and Fit are dating."

Pac had to giggle at that. "Yeah? We both think you're cute."

Fit flushed as Tubbo turned to him with accusatory eyes. "Have you been being honest this whole time?

"Uh... yeah."

Tubbo stared at him while his eye started to twitch. "Pac," he said.

"Sim?"

"Your boyfriend is an idiot."

"Both of my boyfriends are idiots."

"Fuck yeah we are," Tubbo said under his breath before grabbing Fit by the face and kissing him hard.

Pac laughed, loud and free. Things were looking up.

[gepm251-blog]

I hate that I can't read too much and overthink Pac's flirting with Tubbo because that's just his fucking hobby.

Little crime man flirts, grandmas knit, flowers need water, big fucking news

[azeler]

Don't be a hater, be a lover ❤️

[fitpacbo]

I really want qTommy to come down to the mortal realm being all godly and shit to annoy his husband and not sign any divorce papers only to be met with Pac and Fit ready to figure out how to kill an immortal on Tubbo’s (THEIR boyfriend, thank you very much) behalf.