My name is Anarchy or Rayven, im 26, Pan/Poly/Genderfluid Writer/Artist. After making so many tumblrs, ive made the choice to move them all here and make this my multi-fandom zone. My Fav to write is Poly, as well as Omegaverse, almost all my things are Omegaverse.
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Simon knows exactly what you need, sometimes before you even do.
He’s protective over you, that’s in his nature but he’s never patronising.
He’s a quiet caregiver - he’s there with your favourite drink, pain meds and a heat pack. He quietly refills your meds when you’re running low or he notices your pill box is empty.
“Come on love, let’s run y’a bath.”
His hands, those strong hands would massage all the kinks and stiffness out of your neck and back.
He never makes you feel bad for not being able to do something.
He helps with the laundry and chores.
On your good energy days he’ll go on long country walks and hikes with you and on days where you need rest he naps with you, your head on his shoulder or in his lap on the sofa.
He’s always there with you at appointments and first to grumble at doctors or nurses if they’re not listening to you.
He never lets you apologise for ‘being a burden’ he’d place a kiss on your forehead “you’re not a burden love. Never say that again.”
You soften him. Teach him patience and tenderness and how to love himself despite his own pain. You teach him kindness.
Something I honestly needed to hear, I've been sitting on top of stories and oc stuff cause I know its not popular and I'm scared of the hate/knock back
But I think it might be time to start posting them. I want to share them as they keep bouncing around in my head.
So I have been thinking on what to write/post here and I think I may have came up with something because these past few days my own chronic issues have been messing me up BIG TIME
So I wanna know from yall, do you want a Poly tf141 x GN!Reader (Chronic illness) kinda a coming home? Like the reader pushes to much on yelling everything ready for when the boys all come home on a leave and just, reader is trying not to let it be seen how sick/pained they are and the boys finally step in and comfort them, giving them the love they need and to show they love the reader.
Ayo, I promise I didn't forget about this, I made this post at the start of the year roughly, just... im finally back, it's been hell the past 5/6 months
My ex ended it after years of being together (we almost got married and had kids) he basically ended up kicking me out, and dipping to LA for another, so i was homeless, and barley surviving. I'm still barley surviving and have successfully trained my body to only eat once a day at a set time.
Rn I'm back with my step dad living here and finally I guess half off my bender? Idk when it happened it was a horrible mess of a blackout/off my rocker, manic and like being stupid, but I'm around now.. .im sicker now but I'm trying, it's hard to sit up and be at my desk or even outta bed.
I hope I can write soon I need something to keep my hands and mind busy so I don't spiral again. So here is to hoping I get inspired and actually write
hey everyone! i know i was going to do the whumptober but things came up and its on the back burner for now tho i am taking request and ask, so feel free to throw some at me
i love to write PolyBros x reader, and A/B/O they are kinda my go to, so i do them the best <3
Also im starting to replay FFXV so the hyperfixation is going to kick back in slowly, in the meantime have this screenshot of these dorks <3
So i swear im working on my Poly tf 141 x Chronic illness Reader, just i got a migrane and its been hard sitting up and staring at my laptop and phone.
but like what yall think of a poly 141 x medic reader with some Angst with a good ending? cause my brain in one of my weird migrane days i had a idea for one and it keeps coming back to me every night
So I have been thinking on what to write/post here and I think I may have came up with something because these past few days my own chronic issues have been messing me up BIG TIME
So I wanna know from yall, do you want a Poly tf141 x GN!Reader (Chronic illness) kinda a coming home? Like the reader pushes to much on yelling everything ready for when the boys all come home on a leave and just, reader is trying not to let it be seen how sick/pained they are and the boys finally step in and comfort them, giving them the love they need and to show they love the reader.
*WHEEZE* Okay, okay I'll get to work on it, just a little slow cause my hearts mad I keep moving around x0x but! I am getting onto it, also little tease I am adding my own cat into this cause I can
So I have been thinking on what to write/post here and I think I may have came up with something because these past few days my own chronic issues have been messing me up BIG TIME
So I wanna know from yall, do you want a Poly tf141 x GN!Reader (Chronic illness) kinda a coming home? Like the reader pushes to much on yelling everything ready for when the boys all come home on a leave and just, reader is trying not to let it be seen how sick/pained they are and the boys finally step in and comfort them, giving them the love they need and to show they love the reader.
Your blog is like a buffet, thank you 🥺 I would like to maybe put in a wee little request of poly 141 with a reader that has arthritis with pain flare ups maybe, I'm kinda going through it rn with a bad flare
{Thank you for your lovely words and great request! I'm sorry about your flare, I hope it goes down soon!♥️ Take care of yourself pookie♥️ paraffin wax has helped some friends of mine :)}
John notices your flare first. The way you try to breathe through your pain and continue your tasks, eyes close and shudder for a second. His eyes soften and a frown etches on his face. Oh sweet thing, you've done enough. He just wants you to rest. He'll move closer to your side, a hand sliding warmly up your back before holding the nape of your neck. Authoritative, yet in a gentle manner.
"Darlin'?.. you doin' alright?"
He asks, he knows you're not. But whether you tell him you are or not gives him an inside to exactly how much pain you're in.
However no matter how you answer, he's sending you to go rest. Kissing your temple.
"Hm? How about you watch a movie with our boys? I'll take care of dinner.."
His arms wind around your waist, pulling your back into his chest. Kissing on your shoulder. He didn't want you to feel bad for needing a break. Besides the boys waiting on the couch would be more than willing to look after you.
"John you really don't have to worry about it-"
You can hear the creak in his knees as he bends to lift you up. An arm under your knees, and another behind your back. Kissing your cheek, his beard tickling your soft skin.
"We're home now. We can take care of you."
He mumbles. Glancing over as Kyle walks into the kitchen. Tilting his head at the scene.
"Something happen?"
He asks in a bit of alarm, raising his brows. John shakes his head coming over to stand in front of the younger man, holding you up between them. Mindlessly you reach up, skimming your fingers over Kyle's jaw. Who takes your hand gently and kisses your fingertips.
"I'm alright really-"
John sighs at your dismissal. Leaning to kiss Kyle's head just above the brow, explaining to him.
"Flare up.. darlin' will be up in no time. Just needs some rest and care is all."
Kyle hums in acknowledgement, taking you into his own arms. You groan at their dramatics, dolling you around like you can't move at all. But smile as Kyle peppers your cheek in kisses.
"Let's get you to the couch lovie.. I'm sure Johnny will be all too eager to give ya a massage while I get you an ice pack yeah?"
You sigh softly, leaning into his chest as he carries you into the living room. Despite your groaning earlier, it was nice to simply rest. Get the weight off your aching and stiff joints.
"Thank you sweetheart.."
You mumble into him, a smile spreading on his lips.
"Just loving you sweets, nothing any of us wouldn't wanna do."
Coming into the living room around to the couch, Simon sits up stiffly seeing you carried like that. Nearly throwing Johnny off on accident, earning a yelp from the scottsman. Seeing that look of pain threw the blonde man off.
"She alright?"
The question Simon asks makes Johnny blink and sit up as well. Kyle waves them off, slotting you carefully between the two men.
"Flare up."
Is the only words he needs to say. Before both Johnny and Simon envelop you in their arms.
"They're being dramatic- I'm not dying y'know-"
You giggle. Simon chuckles, an arm around Johnny's hips as you lay between them on his chest. Johnny laying almost on you, quite the effective soldier sandwich. Johnny kisses your collarbone. Leaning into the dramatics to cheer you up.
"Our wee lass. How are we ever gettin' by without you?"
He practically purrs. His hands warmly brush over you, serious for a couple seconds.
"Where does it hurt bonnie..?"
As you tell him, he caresses, massages, and feels over each area that you mention to him. Watching you with loving bright eyes. Occasionally leaning down to notch your lips together, swallowing up your groans of comfort. Simon licks his lips watching the both of you, gripping Johnny's mowhawk to pull him back a bit. Kissing him first, sloppy and rough.
You watch the two of them. Pressing a kiss to Johnny's throat from below him, your fingertips skim over Simons arm. When Si disconnects the kiss he leans down to kiss you next, gentle and soft. Moving slow and sweet with you. Now Johnny is watching with a lovestruck grin. Hands still kneading and massaging your aching joints.
Doesn't take long before Kyle walks back in with a couple of ice packs, kissing Simons cheek- which has the blonde pulling back. Just so Kyle can get the next kiss, cheekily pressing his tongue in to run over your mouth. You laugh and pull back when he's had his fun.
"Got your ice baby."
He hums, Simon takes the packs, resting them where Johnny is done massaging.
"Twenty minutes on and off!"
You can all hear John say sternly from the kitchen. Kyle smirks and nudges your shoulder.
"I'll go help the old man with dinner."
He says. You reach out before he can leave, bringing him into some drowning kisses from all three of you on the couch. Kyle finally slips away after a couple minutes of chasing eachothers mouths. Wiping his lips with a dazed smile as he heads back to the kitchen.
Johnny's cheek is on your chest now, cradling the back of his head close to you. Simon is kneading at your hips. Whispering into your hair.
".. We'll get you in a hot bath.. yeah doll? Warm you up.."
His Manchester accent purring in your ear.
"You won't have to move an inch. You take care of everything while we're deployed. Gotta do the same for our girl.."
You have no idea how much this means to me, as someone who has Psoriatic arthritis, just the warm vibe of it, augh I love it <3 makes me wanna write again. And maybe do a few like this. Cause it's so hard to find writing that includes disabilities like this, almost made me cry feeling so much care and affection just from reading
Price who doesn’t bat an eye when you ask him to peel your orange. He sets down his book and peels it effortlessly. To him it isn’t a big deal, he’s just happy you wanted his help. Price places a kiss on your head and goes back to reading, smiling behind his mutton chops when he hears your pleased hums.
Soap who has seen the trend of asking your partner to peel your orange and is over the moon excited. He tries to contain his excitement and act like he doesn’t know, but the small cuts speak for itself. Soap was too fast to get it done, but he still did it and thats all that matters. When he hands it back to you he’s grinning so widely you don’t even notice the half squished orange.
Gaz who perks up and quickly nods, taking the ‘order’ and running with it. You momentarily forget about the orange after a few minutes but walk into the kitchen to see Gaz pulling the last string of pith from your orange. He definitely spent the most time on it and made it as perfect as he could. You only deserve perfection. When Gaz gives it back his heart swells when he sees your proud look.
Ghost who outstretches his hand for you to pass the orange to him before you even ask. He doesn’t know about the trend, no, but he likes doing things for you given how much you’ve done for him. Ghost silently peels it and passes it back to you, but not before sneaking a slice for himself. He can’t help but chuckle when you scold him about taking the slice.
Husband!Simon x Pregnant!Wife!Reader brainrot of how the excitement hits after his nerves fade away, that same man who a few minutes ago was shut down and unresponsive is now on his knees, lifting your shirt and constantly readjusting his ear against your lower stomach to hear your little baby's heartbeat.
Looking up at you with those rich brown glassy eyes, maintaining eye contact as he peppers chaste kisses on the skin just above your womb, "Si, I'm ticklish there..!" You squealed out the nickname gave as you giggled.
He lets out a breathy chuckle, he knows, with one arm around your waist and the other underneath your knees to keep you from wobbling. His shoulders relax as he nuzzles his head against your womb again.
A/n: A bit short on this one, not really a fic but I thought you guys might like it.
Question to you all, would you be interested in me writing fics to those C.Ai prompts? I see them all the time on tik tok, just I get bored of C.Ai fast, so I kinda wanna write the prompts out
Let me know, cause I wanna write for tf 141 just need prompts/ask
right now I will take ask request for 141 team, and my special talent/weakness Poly!141 soooo throw some crap my way, and to help in more detail it's going to be Price x Ghost x Gaz x Soap x Reader
So throw any ask you have sfw or nsfw ask, I will take em rn as I am working on my pinned message. Also to think and plan while I'm at work
