#implied polyamory

Y/n: *yells in pain*

Bucky: uh oh

Ava: *yells in pain and unintentionally phases*

Bucky: nope, not looking good for us

Yelena: i am so glad i don't get mine

*later*

Bucky: *sitting betwen Ava and y/n to hold them both*

Bob: *snuggled up with y/n*

John: *snuggled up with Ava*

141 x Clown Girl!Reader is eating my brain <3 (Also thank you all so so so much for helping me achieve more than 100 followers, I love you 💜)

Thinking about 141 who babysat Johnny's little nephew together ONCE and somehow ended up invited to his birthday party. The non-related men would have declined were it not for Mrs. MacTavish's insistence on feeding them something good (and perhaps have them introduced to some of the single women from the MacTavish clan.)

When the day comes and they show up with gifts, they're quickly separated by a swarm of Johnny's relatives who are curious about the friends he brought in.

Price ends up in the kitchen and volunteers to help with making lunch to which Mrs. MacTavish objects at first, but he manages to persuade her into at least letting him keep her and her sisters company. He swoops in here and there to hand one of them an utensil, spice or just a cup of water, gradually taking over each of their tasks and having them rest while he simultaneously keeps an eye on the beef and potatoes in the oven, mixes the cookie dough and casually chats with the women watching him, charming each and every one of them to the point one of Soap's aunts seriously considers poisoning her husband just to have a shot with John.

Gaz, meanwhile, was asked by Soap's sister - the mother of the birthday boy - to help with blowing up a couple more balloons for the little ones to play with. He obliges, spurred on by all the pretty cousins cheering him on, realizing after about half an hour that they've been staring at his arms bulge the entire time he's been operating the air pump (not like he's complaining, he's proud of what he's rocking).

The other half of the female relatives who weren't currently drooling over Gaz's body were in the living room swooning over Ghost, specifically the fact all the kids flocked to him like curious kittens. Last nail to the coffin was someone handing him a baby - although he looked as if someone just gave him a ticking bomb, he tried his best to entertain the tiny wiggling thing in order to keep it from crying, even gave it an awkward little bounce (call him The Ovary Whisperer the way the women who swore did not want another child suddenly changed their minds).

Johnny watched all of this occur with a wide grin, eventually taking pity on his buddies - though Price didn't seem too bothered - and plucked them away from their respective tasks to lead them out into the garden, picking up a few beers from the cooler and handing the cans to them.

While enjoying their break, they notice the kids rush from the blow-up castle to you, a Clown Girl that Soap's ma hired to entertain the kids in the afternoon.

Price arches an eyebrow, glancing at Johnny who seems just as surprised.

"Strange, usually my uncle Thomas dresses up as clown for the bairns."

"Maybe he wanted to be a part of the audience this year," Gaz hums, sipping his beer. Ghost doesn't say anything, only watches as you crouch to the kids' level and smile at them brightly, chirping about something that he's too far away to hear. On the enigma spectrum, you'd be on the opposite end from him; donned in a white button up with a flower in your pocket, rainbow suspenders and a frilly tutu accompanied by silly shoes, you're a picture perfect goof. You pick up the birthday boy and tickle his sides before making a show of not knowing your way towards the house standing just a few feet away, causing the children to giggle and tug on your sleeves, dragging you to the backdoor. The closer you get, the more the men notice what a cute little thing you are. Your make-up's not too heavy, some white foundation, pink cheeks and, of course, a big red nose. As you pass them, you flash them a bright smile and honk it, making the children giggle and nearly stomp over one another with how they skipped and begged you to let them have a go too.

The four men exchange a look and then gaze back at you, so lively and sweet. Neither says anything for a few moments before Soap speaks up:

"Ye think her titties honk too?"

The only reason Price hadn't smacked him on the back of the head was because Ghost was faster.

They quickly finish their beers and go back inside, following the trail of confetti and glitter that Johnny KNOWS is going to be a pain in the ass to vacuum later (he likely will pester Gaz into assissting him). They find you in the living room, expertly twisting long balloons into dogs and giraffes and whatnot, making sure every child has one to play with. It's sweet, the way you try to include everyone in your silly games, letting every child have a turn sitting in your lap and talk your ears off. You even get to hold the baby that Ghost was handed earlier, naturally softening your voice and calming your bouncy gait while maintaining your image as an entertainer, shoes squeaking loudly as you go round jokingly asking the parents whose pet bean it is.

With every passing moment, the men find you more and more adorable; you're funny, obviously good with children and your costume does very little to hide all your assets. And the way you smile so warmly? It makes Gaz want to go back to middle school, retake his geography test and change the answer to the question about the cause of ice caps melting to your full government name.

For the second time that day, the men's eyes meet in an unspoken agreement. They've shared pretty things before; and you'll certainly be the prettiest one yet.

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"Won't you join us? The bath is big enough for more." His hand is extended to the women standing close by, studying their expressions. Yua stood relaxed but with her arms behind her back and gave Sylus a look that said 'are you ok?' while her counterpart, Miss Hunter, looked in shock, fiddling with her sleeve. Yua had a feeling that she may need to take the lead for this and luckily, the idea was forming in her mind. Smiling, the viera turned on her heel and said,

"I'm alright but I'm sure Miss Hunter would *love* to join you fine gentlemen on this evening." She knew the looks the doctor and the crime lord were giving and Yua was not going to interfere with what they have planned. Besides, those three in particular needed to relax. Linkon City might have its share of troubles but running around all over Etheirys can be tiring as well.

"Wait what?!" Miss Hunter sputtered out, shocked at her counterpart. To be fair, she wouldn't have minded spending some time with them both but she had to reminder herself that sometimes, Yua had no filter and knew exactly what she was doing.

"In times like these, spend as much time as you can with those you share your heart with." The viera answered, waving her off as she began to walk away. "You may not get another chance." The silence hung for a split second before she added: "Just don't go crazy with the evol usage because I rather keep my hot spring intact. Looking at you, Sylus."

That earned a snort from Zanye, who kept quiet during the entire conversation. She wasn't wrong given how much chaos the three of them unknowingly brought to the star. Instead, he moved from his position towards the edge of the bath. "We can safely say she has not forgiven you for your last stunt." Then looked towards Miss Hunter with a smile and putting a finger over Sylus's lips. "Save that energy for later. We'll need it."

hi hi hope you enjoy this mostly canon compliant little slice of just before lardo/ransom/holster's graduation that we never got to see in the comic. feat. a smidge of pre-relationship poly bc i know what you like.

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2:00am, faber roof

Saying goodbye to Johnson had been bittersweet, the high of getting his Dibs had overshadowed the sting of losing a friend and teammate to life beyond college. The next year was harder: Shitty—and Jack once he’d gotten his head out of his impressive ass—had taken Bitty under their wings and helped him figure out who he wanted to be. Bitty had been on the verge of tears for most of the week before graduation—unwilling to process what SMH and Samwell would be like without the two of them on either side of him, protecting him and boosting him up in their own ways.

This year snuck up on him. 

Rest Here, In My Arms

Rating: Gen

Fandom: Tolkien’s Silmarillion

Pairings: Estë/Vairë, implied background Vairë/Námo, Estë/Irmo

Characters: Estë, Vairë

WARNINGS: none

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Vairë's work is never done, but seeing all that has ever happened is tiring, sometimes. Estë is here for her, in those moments.

No doubt, given all the time these two spent together on Aionios, you just know Rex called out the wrong name at least once.

Good thing Aionios time works the way it does, because early on, doing that just got him banished to the couch dimension for an entire year.