#polyfic

[changetyre]

Can you feed me a fic?

Reader being Landos/Oscars gf and she wears something w big boobage so the boobs are unmissable and the bf eyes just don’t leave her cleavage for a damn time and he gently touches them and goes oink oink

Or he gets turned on and they have a spicy time in his drivers room

Or both

Stay hydrated love

One each II LN4 x Reader x OP81 ⓈⒽ

SUMMARY: Your boyfriends were so different to each other but when it came to you they were both a menace.

WARNINGS: Suggestive content...18+? First non smut fic here wow!

A/N: I know the request said one or the other but why limit ourselves like that you know I'm a sucker for poly fics anyways ;) This is short but open to making a part 2 if requested 👀

"You're going to dinner in that?" Oscar asked utter shock audible in his voice as he stared unashamedly at your chest.

"Well yeah, I-" You were about to explain when your other boyfriend walked out of the bathroom.

"WOAH!" His eyes opened wide, a smile forming on his face as he stared right at your boobs.

You'd bought yourself what you thought was a nice fancy dress for the end-of-year McLaren dinner they were going to with your boys, yes it was a little more revealing than usual but you didn't expect the boys to be this shocked about it.

"Come to Daddy." Lando giggled as he approached you with his pointer finger before poking one boob and then the other. "oink oink." He poked each one as he said so.

Lando giggled while Oscar simply rolled his eyes at his man's antics unable to hold back the smile. Oscar was often more serious and reserved while Lando was as immature as they came often saying the first thing that came to mind something that frequently got him in trouble.

"Why are you showing everyone our babies?" Oscar asked this time as he cupped your breasts on each side squeezing them together creating even more cleavage between the slit of your dress.

You weren't even surprised with the boys touching you so much often having a hard time with keeping their hands to themselves but you still found their behavior right now hilarious.

"It's a dinner dress you muppets. Now be sensible and keep your hands off...and eyes up here." You stepped back causing Oscar's hands to fall at his sides yet you still saw how both their eyes kept staring straight at your boobs.

"BOYS!" You clapped in front of their faces making them snap out of their trance.

"aww, but baby." Lando pouted at the fact that you wouldn't let him stare.

"Right, I'm gonna change." You sighed defeated as you noticed even Oscar was having a hard time not staring and he was normally the one with a little more self-control.

"NO!" They both shouted at the same time, Oscar grabbing your hand to stop you.

"No, don't...we'll behave." Oscar tried to remain serious but you saw the little smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Can we at least give you a kiss? One each?" Lando asked, a smirk visible in his face which you knew meant he was up to something.

"Yeah..." You replied unsure of what he had planned.

"Kay." He chirped happily leaning forward, you puckered your lips ready for the kiss but jumped slightly when you felt his lips against your left boob and then your right.

"Lando!" you yelled when you felt his teeth on your right boob.

"My turn." Oscar leaned down kissing your right boob and then your left as you also felt his teeth on your left boob this time.

"BOYS!" You pushed Oscar back quickly running to the bathroom to see the quickly forming mark on each of your boobs.

"What is your problem?" You called out to them coming back out to see them both proudly smirking at each other.

"C, mon let's go to dinner we don't wanna be late." Oscar reached his hand out to you.

"I can't go to dinner with a hickie on each boob!" You huffed annoyed.

"Sure you can." Lando shrugged.

"We have to make sure everyone knows what's ours," Oscar replied.

You felt tingles run through your body in between your legs as Oscar said so, suddenly finding yourself speechless.

"C, mon darling." Oscar walked to you placing his hand around your waist before he pulled you to him giving you a quick yet passionate kiss, feeling as his tongue traced your lips before pulling away.

You didn't even have time to catch your breath before you were pulled to your other side where Lando did the same kissing you as if he was trying to collect the spit Oscar had just left on your lips.

"mhm." You moaned/whined as you felt Lando pulling away.

Your lips were glistening with the spit of both your boys as you stood breathless between them.

"Off we go then." Lando took your other hand while Oscar still held your other as they walked you out, their plan of getting you hot and bothered off to a great start.

Part 2

[hellsenthero]

A Brothers Mate: Part 2.

A/N: I don't think you'll need to read part 1 for this to make sense. However, I do suggest it.

Azriel X Reader X Cassian

After a week in bed, having accepted the mating bond, it's time the three of you tell the rest of the inner circle of your relationship.

MASTERLIST

The three of you were hesitant to tell your friends and family of your relationship. However, with Cassian and Azriel leaving their court duties for a week, suddenly disappearing because they were both sick, (fucking the daylights out of you, and each other) well, the others wanted answers.

"I just want to keep this to myself a while longer," Azriel said, gesturing between you and Cassian.

Cassian rolled over from where he lay on the other side of you. The three of you were still in bed, a full week after you made them breakfast and accepted the mating bond. He propped himself on his elbow to look over at Azriel. "You want to keep everything to yourself."

"This is different." Azriel answered. You couldn't help but silently agree. Azriel's secrets with work were, well, just that, work. This, the three of you, the bond, the love, it was private in a whole other way.

Experimentally, you tugged on the golden thread that wrapped around your heart. You couldn't help but do it every now and then, checking to see if it was real.

"Naughty thing," Azriel purred.

"You need to stop doing that." Cassian told you.

"Why?"

"Because," Cassian answered, shifting closer to you, "if you don't, then we'll never leave this fucking bed."

"Maybe I don't want to leave this bed." You answered. You rolled over towards him, pushing him to lay back down with a single hand on his chest. You slipped a leg over his waist, sitting up and straddling him. Cassian grabbed your hips with his calloused hands, holding you down on his hardening length.

"Before you two start another round," Azriel spoke. "Rhys says we either go to him or he's coming to us."

"I hope you told the High Lord to go fuck himself." You answered.

Both Cassian and Azriel chuckled. "If I did that, my sweet thing, then he'd no doubt be banging on your door right about now." Azriel answered.

Cassian sat up and gave you a quick kiss on the lips. "Common, let's get dressed and get this over with."

The three of you were dressed and at the townhouse within an hour. It would've been earlier, had the three of you not continuously stop to touch, kiss, and caress one another. But, you couldn't find it within yourself to care.

You watched Rhys breath in your scent as you entered the living room. Beside him, Feyre did the same, her eyes growing wide at the realization that dawned on her. However, it was Amren that broke the silence and spoke first.

"You three reak of sex."

"Well, someone interrupted us." You answered, eyeing your High Lord.

"You three took a week off sick to... fuck."

"No," Cassian bit out. You could tell through the bond that having his mates so close to others right now, after only a week of accepting the mating bond, was difficult for him. It was difficult for you as well, but no doubt as difficult as the possessive illyrian brutes at your side found it to be.

"You all left your court duties." Rhys told you.

"You know exactly why we did." Azriel answered cooly.

Rhy's cool, violet eyes surveyed the winged males from head to toe, noting the tension coiled in their muscles. A tension that mirrored his own after he'd cemeted his bond with Feyre in the cabin those few years ago. It was with that in mind, with the memory of his brawl with Cassian just after he'd mated Feyre, that Rhys said, knowing full well that it would send his brother's flying into a protective, mating indused rage, "do you fancy a third male in bed, Y/N?"

Before you could respond, the three males were out the door and brawling in the front yard.

"Males," Amren drawled before standing up and making her way further into the house. Most likely in search of a cup of blood or a glass of wine.

Feyre smiled warmly at you, beckoning you over to her spot on the couch. "They'll be at it for hours." She said, nodding her head towards the window. A quick peek out, and you could see Rhy's laughing as Cassian threw a punch his way. "Come have something to eat. You must be starved."

"Honesty, now that I'm away from those two for a bit, I actually do feel hungry."

"Eat up," Feyre ordered as a plate of food appeared on the coffee table before you. "I have no doubt that those two are going to need a lot more than just one fight and a week in bed to satisfy those mating frenzy nerves of theirs."

"Think you can talk Rhys into giving them more time away from their duties?" You asked as you shoved a spoonful of eggs into your mouth.

Feyre looked out the winow for a brief moment before meeting your gaze. "I think so." She answered with a wink.

[bulbagarden]

please feel free to check out the winners of our spring 2024 bulbagarden fanfiction contest, trainers! they were all incredibly written and deserve lots of praise! one of the winning entries is by a certain mod of this tumblr...! (-lisia)

best overall: birdcage effect (m/m, emmet x volo)

runner-up: if i could become a comet (m/m, ash x gary)

best romance: dream (m/f, lucian x shauntal)

runner-up: farewell letter (m/m, ash x gary)

best usage of theme: blossoming (m/f, soldward x sonia) and farewell letter

runner-up: a betting takeoff (f/f, m/m, skyla x elesa, steven x jasmine)

best lgbtq+ romance: there was a union/of heart and mind/the likes of which are rare/and, oh, so hard to find (m/f/m, wallace x winona x steven)

runner-up: if i could become a comet

best polyamorous fic: there was a union/of heart and mind/the likes of which are rare/and, oh, so hard to find

readers' choice: birdcage effect and if i could become a comet

runner-up: blossoming and there was a union[...]

[vorchagirl]

The incredible @beemot did this awesome sketch of Reyes Vidal, Cerys Ryder, and Harry Carlyle for my fic Saints and Liars! I'm in love with it! Thank you! 🤩🥰😍

[russellbee]

MEETCUTESNYC LESTAPPEN VER. (MV1, CL16)

charles leclerc x driver!childhood friend!reader x max verstappen (no team or gender specified) summary. you, max, and charles are approached by the meetcutesnyc instagram account, and this is how it goes. (1k) warnings. should be none!! andi's note!! obviously this is not the oscar fic i was working on but i keep seeing these reels on ig and i got inspired :) — if you don't know what i'm talking about the account is meetcutesnyc & they go up to couples and ask them how they met, etc.

nav+masterlist

meetcutesnyc Sports Rivals

["Excuse me." You, Max, and Charles all look up at the sound of his voice. Max has a blank look on his face, expecting a fan interaction, while you and Charles both look a little spooked. "Are you two a couple?" The person behind the camera gestures to you and Charles.

Max snorts, "All three of us, actually." You roll your eyes as Charles nods. "That's awesome. Would you guys mind telling me the story of how you all met?" Charles visibly lightens up, and he nods eagerly.

"I will tell the story."

The camera cuts, and now you're all standing along the edge of the sidewalk with Charles in the middle. "I met them both in karting when I was seven, but they met when they were younger. They hated each other, and at first, I played the mediator, for a while, actually. But then, Max really started to get on my nerves." Charles laughs a bit, his cheeks turning rosy. "So we," He gestures to you and him, "Became his number one haters. He was our enemy." Max rolls his eyes at 'enemy' before interjecting.

"I was their enemy because I was better, of course." You and Charles both begin speaking over each other, arguing about your skills. Max just laughs as you both go on. Eventually, Charles calms down enough to continue. "Then, it was 20, uh, 2015. They come up to me and say that they went out on a date with Max— him of all people! I was outraged. First, he got an F1 seat, then he got my crush, too? Oh, it was horrible. It destroyed me."

You shake your head, an amused smile on your face, "He's being dramatic, he literally asked me out the next day." Charles gasps. "I am telling the story, let me continue."

"So, I learn of this and then I go to Max and tell him about my feelings for them. Then Max just goes 'oh I like you too if you're cool with that'. I was shocked! Who wouldn't be? So, the next day I go up to them and I ask them if they want to go out on a date with me and Max. Obviously, they said yes. And now we are here, many years later."

"What's the secret to ten years together?" Max's face scrunches up in response and he turns toward the two of you. "Has it really been ten years?"

"Unfortunately, yes." Before they can start bickering, you answer the the original question. "We work together so it's really easy to see each other, but when we don't that's a little hard, obviously; being on different teams and all. But, I think our rivalry keeps things going, even during the off-season, we're arguing or joking about something that happened 13 years ago."

"Racing against each other definitely makes it very interesting. Adds some fun to everything, I think." Max teases, his eyebrows raised. "It's also just nice in the summer; we go on vacation and don't do anything. We just enjoy our time together," Charles adds.

"And what are your names?"

"Charles." "Max." "Y/n."

"Thank you." You wave toward the camera, and the video ends.]

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user charles and y/n being the original max haters...yeah i could've guessed that lol

user the funniest part is they're like his biggest defenders now 😭😭 user the verstappen hater to max defender pipeline is in fact very real, no one can resist his charm ↳ user loser cat dad charm ↳ user user duh ofc user gax rivalry at the end of 2024...where he mentioned how y/n and charles would do anything to defend max...uh huh, yeah cool

user charles being so excited to tell their story 😖 he just knows everyone will eat it up

user and i did. i've watched this video 30 times now and it just keeps getting cuter

user "adds some fun to everything" oh yeah i'm sure it does max 😼

user never forget las vegas 2023...i have those pictures saved to a special pinterest board that i look at every day ↳ user and las vegas 2024...i can't wait for november, las vegas has become their number one race for being insanely hot in public user max always needs to add an innuendo if he's in an interview with either of them 💀

user i was today years old when i learned they've been dating for ten years...i thought this was a recent thing

user you and max apparently 😭 user it's been recent publically, but everyone kinda assumed they've been dating for a while just bc of the way they act

user playing the y/n champagne pour edit on my tv while i watch lestappen interviews on my phone

user #1 y/n edit, good choice user every time i see anything related to any of them, i'm opening my camera roll to watch the edits i've saved

user max looked so offended when the guy didn't realize all three of them were dating 💀 how obvious does he think their relationship is

user literally everyone knew before they announced it lmao ↳ user how do you think they look to an outsider tho? not everyone's an f1 fan ↳ user never forget ted kravitz interviewing y/n pre-silverstone 2022 where they jokingly said they were gonna crash into charles for 'leaking their relationship' and then having to do damage control later when they actually (accidentally) crashed ↳ user user watching those interviews seasons later actually had me crying 😭 literally no one would believe them

user watching this makes me wonder how the grid deals with third-wheeling them all the time, it must get tiring at a certain point

user they seem so fun to be around tho, they're always bickering 🥲 user please tell me you've seen those compilations on yt of clips of the grid being annoyed/rolling their eyes at them whenever they're around 🙏🙏 ↳ user OMG??? i'm about to run to youtube i need to see this

[akai-akai]

tf141 assisting in a drug bust, except the drugs get lit on fire and they're accidentally breathing in the fumes and getting high as fucking balls.

Johnny is MIA, chased some fucking wild animal off into the brush and he's not answering comms.

Kyle is having a crisis, nearly in tears as he yells "I promised my mum I'd never do drugs!!" at the ground as if it's the dirt's fault he's fucking baked.

Simon is sitting on the ground, head in his hands, not speaking a word and sitting so still he could be mistaken for a highly realistic mannequin.

John is squinting at each of them, can't focus his eyes, blurting out "where the fuck is Soap?" after doing the 9th headcount. Doesn't realize he's been leaning way off to the side and tilting his head with each headcount until he almost loses his balance.

And Laswell. Poor Laswell. She's directing the extraction team with minimal help from any of these idiots, pinching the bridge of her nose and wondering how much paperwork this is going to end up in.

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based on that one video of the news reporter high as fuck as a ton of drugs are burning behind him, it's one of my favorite news videos

[hel-phoenyx]

Clair-Obscur : Expedition 33 is a game heavy with art symbolism and the themes of grief and the unavoidability of death

There is also a guy who cuts himself in half to try and cheer up the girls he unknowingly simps for and their adopted teen-age girl and a giant ball of fur with a foot fetish

I love this game so much

[zannolin]

me vs the insatiable & constant urge to rewatch national treasure (2004)

[prentiits]

27 for a polyamorous ship if you can make that work 👁️

#27: West Coast - Lana Del Rey (WILDFLOWER - Billie Eilish)

your love, your love (our love)

She sees her in everything he does: the way he takes his coffee, the way he kisses, the way he twists his mouth and drums his fingers when he’s thinking especially hard about something. How much of it is Addison? How many of his present-day habits did he have before he even knew her?

Meredith Grey/Addison Montgomery(/Derek Shepherd). 1/1. T. 1.8k.

read on ao3

[changetyre]

So glad you are back! I’d love a landoscar p3 when ur up for it :)

Gladly II Lando x Reader x Oscar Ⓦ

SUMMARY: Part 3 of One each, or what happened after the dinner.

WARNINGS: **18+**, polyamorous relationship, threesome, not proofread.

A/N: Sorry it's short but I still hope you enjoyed ;)

"No." Lando stopped Oscar from getting into the passenger seat. "Get in the back with her, get her ready for us." Lando smirked as he placed a chaste kiss on his lips.

Oscar happily obliged climbing in the back with you noticing the look of surprise on your face always used to riding in the back alone.

"You've been naughty tonight darling," Lando smirked from the front as he began driving, taking a faster speed than normal.

"Open your legs for me, baby," Oscar whispered in your ear as he pulled you all the way next to him.

You were always quick to submit to your boys especially when they'd already been successful at driving you crazy the whole night.

Your legs parted giving Oscar quick access to your pussy. He cupped you earning a breath from you.

"She's dripping." Oscar smiled, telling Lando what he was feeling.

"Open her up for us baby," Lando answered him back.

"Should we get you ready for Lan my love?" Oscar asked you as he began pulling your panties down.

You nodded getting lost in the darkness of Oscar's eyes. "Ye..yes." you stuttered.

"Let's get you ready then." Oscar met his lips with yours, shoving his tongue inside your mouth.

"mmm." You moaned inside his mouth as he slid his fingers inside of you beginning to scissor them inside of you. "Hmm, Ozzie." You pulled back from the kiss for a second trying to catch your breath but Oscar kept kissing down your neck.

"Tell him what you feel baby," Oscar whispered in your ear.

"I-I can't—" You tried telling him you couldn't possibly form words right now, but that only led him to slow his movements inside you. "Oz!" you complained.

"Tell him or I stop baby." Oscar teased you earning a pout from you which was quickly wiped away as he began curling his fingers inside you once more.

"Ahh-" You moaned. "I can...uhh-" You struggled to speak through the pleasure. "I can feel Ozzie-mmm" Your breath hitched as he teased your clit with his thumb.

"What about Ozzie can you feel darling?" Lando asked you and you opened your eyes to see he was palming himself while driving.

"Hi...his fingers inside me." You looked at Oscar, that dark look in his eyes as he continued pumping his fingers in and out of you driving you crazy.

"How many? How many fingers does he have inside you darling?" Lando asked.

You were about to answer before Oscar decided to slip another finger inside of you. "AHH!" you moaned at the stretch. "Th-Three." You moaned.

"Fuck-" Oscar reveled in your pleasure.

"C, mon let's get inside." Lando parked the car making both you and Oscar realize you were home.

Oscar pulled his fingers out quickly taking you by surprise at the sudden loss of pleasure. "Mmm...Oz-" You whined again.

"Look at the mess you made darlin." Oscar pointed at the seat under you, covered in your wetness. "You're gonna have to make it up to Lan sweetheart." He kissed you as Lando opened the door on your side.

"I said let's go baby." Lando grabbed you his arm curling tightly by your waist as he hurried you inside.

As soon as he opened the door, he didn't waste any time pinning you against the wall and locking his lips with yours.

"You ready f'me baby?" Lando asked you as he unzipped his pants, freeing himself.

"Ye-" You barely had time to react as Lando lifted your dress slipping inside you.

"You're so wet." Lando didn't move for a few seconds simply enjoying the way you wrapped around him, the way became weak in his arms forcing him to hold you up.

"Fuck her stupid-" You heard Oscar behind Lando.

"Gladly," Lando smirked before he began pounding into you.

This was going to be a long night.

[aftergloom]

Six Sentence Sunday

This is for that person smashing kudos on every fic in this series. I see you. I love you.

Warnings: Feral delivering lil' shit energy again, mild spice

“I think it’s stuck.” 

This time you’re laughing: one hand clapped across your mouth as you jerk with the force of Savage’s hands — his heavy fingers on the zipper of your dress threatening to tear the delicate weave.

“Impossible,” he mutters. 

The fabric is woven, and crumply, and blacker than pitch. They don’t put brides in white on Dathomir, because white belongs to the dead and the mourning them, but no one’s been slaughtered so… you’re fine? You guess? 

No one wants you wearing red. 

Least of all Feral, who — fresh from his shower — is oiling his chest with some fragrant, nutty concoction that leaves his skin soft and glistening. The fact that he’s watching you as he touches himself slowly while wearing that half-grin that speaks of trouble should be a problem, but you’ve got other things to worry about.

Like Savage accidentally tearing you out of your clothes, for example. 

[pixlh3art]

Hope is a Thing You Build - A BG3 Fic

hey hi hello happy new year - I just posted a 30k-word sequel to my oneshot BG3 fic that had <100 kudos because I'm insane apparently. It's got polyamory. The whole thing begins with the House of Hope section and goes way, *way* on from there. It's got a sorceress f!Tav, fun shenanigans you could obviously never do in canon, and this sequel fic even has the boys in it! There's plenty more to say but a lot of it is spoilery, so I'll just leave this screenshot and hope you check it out and enjoy!

-R

[ladyosiriscreates]

For my newest hyperfixation

I'm writing porn. 247K words of it in three months with currently no end in site. at this point my new goal should be to surpass the bible.

I'm hoping people here will love it because I am so deeply in love with Rudy Parra that he's somehow consumed me.

[russellbee]

JEALOUSY with LN4 + MAX F

nortrell x reader, but lando is oblivious.

(andi's note!! lando and max have been on my mind for some reason, so getting my thoughts out for you all! 🙃🙃)

16+ for sexual themes — read wisely! (additional warning for alcohol!)

Your back is leaning against a wall facing the dance floor, the strange coolness of the material touching your exposed skin. Lando, the oblivious fucker who you wore the shirt for, is out on the dance floor grinding against a stranger. You can feel your teeth grate against each other, your annoyance expressed through the clenching of your jaw. Max has joined you in leaning against the wall, a beer in hand. His eyes follow yours, scanning the crowd.

He scoffs when he sees Lando, "He's practically eating her." You make a noise in agreement, watching as one of Lando's hands grips onto the strangers waist. The muscles in his forearm tighten, veins showing underneath the swirling multicolor lights. You swallow down the salvia that builds in your mouth, rolling your eyes as if you don't want to be in her place; kissing Lando, feeling his hands move places that aren't exactly friendly.

"Might have to stay at your apartment tonight," Max remarks. Lando's hand has moved down to the stranger's ass, the pads of his fingers digging into her flesh. "Why? Don't want to jack off to Lando fucking again?" You tease watching Max's face flush at the mention. It was when they were still living together in London from what he told you. A part of you is intrigued by what Lando might sound like, what he might say when he's got someone in his bed. The other knows if you were in that same situation, you’d feel crushed that he’s fucking someone else.

You and Max have both known about each other's feelings for Lando for a while. When you were all younger, Lando was the center of your friend group — though he still is. Anything he wanted to do, you did it. Surprisingly, it wasn't until 2018 that you two discussed it. It had been a moment of weakness for the both of you, a similar situation to now.

You had all gone out and met some friends at a pub to celebrate Lando's contract. Lando ended up chatting with a girl, a face none of you would remember now. Max had choked on his drink when Lando went in to kiss the girl, and your jaw had dropped. At that point, Lando didn't have the charm he has now, so he didn't go anywhere past that. But you and Max ended up at your flat, discussing your shared feelings for him.

Now, with Lando in F1 and Max out of racing, you've been spending more time with the latter. Neither of you have discussed it, but you can feel the tension between you when you talk. Nothing malicious. Rather it’s something raw and taut; stretched to the point of breaking.

You look at Max, finding his gaze. "You wanna go now? Might as well ditch him, we know where this is going." You recognize a certain gleam in Max's eyes, the one he had when you got too in depth about your fantasies during a drunken ramble. "‘N leave him here?" His words are hushed and you can only hear them because he tilts his head a bit, moving closer toward you. You can make out the familiar scent of his cologne, woody and crisp, like a cold night. It clings to the couch in his flat, the one you've slept on numerous times, and the hoodies you've borrowed. There's also a trace of Lando's cologne; suave, strong and expensive.

"I'll text him, come on." You grab Max's wrist gently, eyes pleading. He casts one last look to Lando before swallowing the last of his beer and following you out.

It's a bit chilly for a summer night, the cold nips at your skin, cooling you down after being in that club for an hour or two. Max gets his phone out, ordering an Uber to take you to your flat. You text Lando, telling him you've left and taken Max with you. You don't expect a response till at least 10 am tomorrow.

The Uber arrives quickly and you're back at your flat in no time. When you close and lock the door to your flat, you can feel Max's hand on your back, cold like the wall at the club. When you turn around, you're practically face to face. You notice he has the same look of unadulterated want you often see when he's watching Lando.

"This fine?"

"Yeah, 'course." He kisses you as soon as you stop speaking, drawing you closer by gently pushing against your back. You meet the intensity of the kiss, feeling a little prideful when a quiet groan escapes him. Your body relaxes against Max's, and you can feel the contours of his body; recognizable from the years you've spent together.

Your phone buzzes and you hesitantly pull away to check it, knowing there’s only one person who’d text you this late. You laugh a bit when Max groans, leaning his head against your door.

lando

whatttt

i'm comin over

"Why's he choosin' now to spend time with us," Max complains, leaning against you as you stare at your phone. "We can make him sleep at the foot of the bed, he always hogs it anyway."

"it's kinda nice having him there, y'know?" You nod, because you do know. Lando has been a constant presence in your life, just like Max. Without them, it's like a part of you is missing. It's the only reason you and Max have been so reluctant about telling him anything you've discussed with each other. Would it still be the same if Lando didn't like either of you back?

You've both decided you don't want to know the answer.

[akai-akai]

the Cod: MW / TF141 zombie apocalypse au fic I've had churning in my head for 2 years is itching to be written..... I've had it in the "outline" stage since February 2023, and that outline is 16k words.

lots of angst and comfort and character growth and action and them having sex when they shouldn't be

not much different from their original storyline tbh

[ms-all-sunday]

"whats a very you-specific delusion you have related to your fanwork" i believe that if i do well enough at east blue polyfic one day I'll eliminate the need for all other fanfiction