#bevcherrymarcia

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bev who has had to use beauty as a shield for her whole life and has never felt safer than she does with cherry and marcia

marcia who is so caught up in being perfect for the people around her and has never laughed harder than when she’s with bev and cherry.

cherry who wants more than anything to be known and truly loved by her partner and bev and marcia somehow remember everything she’s ever told them

yes just so bevcherrymarcia thoughts for this evening

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bevcherrymarchia and their love languages !!

marcia’s is physical touch, obv. she’s just so constantly brushed aside, first by her parents, then by trip, she just wants someone to love her, she is so aware all the time that she isn’t someone’s priority. cut to her quite literally hanging off of people just to remind them that she’s there and that she wants to be loved, and never feeling it.

so naturally bev and cherry spoil her with affection: a hand on the waist as they walk, a sweet kiss to the forehead before getting up from the couch, letting her sit in their lap whenever there’s not enough seats. she’s always in the middle when the three of them cuddle, just the rules.

bev is acts of service. she was raised in a home where guilt gifting was common practice. she was given everything she’d ever wanted, but nothing she’d ever need. gifts were never a sign of love, but a silent plea for forgiveness. her father missing dinner for a week straight followed by a new television showing up over the weekend, her mother asking her to watch her siblings while she went out with the ladies and a new dress appearing in bev’s closet.

she loves bringing breakfast in bed, making soup when one of them is sick, offering to drive on random days when she knows one of them was in a fight with a parent. similarly, she blushed and had to hide how much she loved it when cherry would bring her a glass of water without her asking, or when marcia did the dishes after they were done with dinner.

cherry though? words of affirmation. right down to how her parents treated her and her relationship with bob, she’s never felt like she was good enough, never felt like she had done enough as a girlfriend, as a daughter, as a student, as anything. everyone in her life constantly did more and did it better than she could, and she would never let herself forget it. that cruel little voice inside her head was never quiet.

until she told bev and marcia about it, and before she knew it, they were leaving love notes all over her bedroom and in her school backpack (she has them all saved in a box). they check in with her constantly, making sure she feels safe, happy, and comfortable. she feels so supported by them, she knows how much they love her because they tell her.

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so,, it’s my birthday :)) (i’m 21! yay!) so everything about this is self indulgent but bevcherrymarcia has been living in my brain for the past week,, enjoy yall <33

all three of them knew there were only so many more sleepovers they could have before someone started poking around why they were so close. how many more times bev’s parents could find red and brown hair all over her pillows before someone started to wonder.

it had seemed innocent enough when they were all still young, piled into one of their beds, a tangle of arms and legs scattered over a large assortment of pillows and blankets. as they got older, their feelings changed, as well as the very fabric of their relationship, but they still treasured the hours they all spent curled up in bed together. the bedroom door would open eventually, and the shudders would be drawn back, and they would go right back to what the world expected of them, but to be together for just a little while was everything.

but bev wasn't worried about any of that as she sat up in bed, the early morning light stretching over her bedroom, marcia curled into cherry's side and bev propped up in bed on marcia's other side, her hand gently running up and down her back. she watched with reverence as marcia's curls cascaded down the canyons of her bare shoulder blades, the blankets and sheets the only thing protecting any of their modesty.

they didn't fit into the bed half as well as they used to, but it was amazing how little any of them minded when it was so rare to get just a few moments of unchallenged tranquility, when they could just exist with each other.

bev slowly and carefully pushed the covers off of her legs, careful not to shuffle the blankets around marcia. she toed on her slippers and slipped into her discarded nightgown, quietly pushing the door open and glancing back to look at both of her girlfriends snuggled up in her bed.

it was still barely light outside, and although it seemed like her siblings and mama were all still asleep, her father was still sitting at the kitchen table, the newspaper open next to him and his travel bag set next to the door.

"you leavin' again, daddy?" she asked quietly, something sad in her voice.

he looked up, apparently shocked to see her, "well, good mornin' to you, too, princess. sorry, i meant to tell you last night, but your friends were here, another partner had to drop out of a conference in miami. i only found out yesterday afternoon."

bev nodded, padding over and wrapping her arms around her father's shoulders, her eyes skimming the paper in front of him.

"we'll miss you," she whispered. "did you tell everyone else you were going?"

"i told mama, and i'm sure she told everyone," he shrugged her off. she took a few steps back, her arms crossing protectively over the front of her nightgown.

she busied herself getting out the bread and starting to make some toast for cherry and marcia. after a while, daddy stood up and folded the paper, sticking it in its usual spot next to the napkins on the table and slipped on the jacket hanging over the back of his chair.

he looked up at her and held out his arms, "how do i look?"

"like a million bucks," bev forced a smile, just like she had taught herself to. she hurried over and wrapped her father in a hug. "have a safe flight, call us when you land."

"i will, princess," he kissed the top of her head gently, squirming out of the hug before she was ready to let go. he picked up his bag and left without another word.

the words 'i love you' died on her tongue.

it was hardly out of the ordinary, daddy had to travel for work all the time, it was nothing she couldn't handle, but something in her felt chastened as the toast popped up and she went back to start buttering it.

she was halfway through cooking a few eggs when she heard someone else push the kitchen door open. assuming it was one of her siblings just getting a glass of water or a quick snack, she didn't turn around. it wasn't until two arms had circled around her waist and a face had nestled into her neck that she took note of the brown curls and perfectly manicured nails.

"mornin' sweet thing," she whispered over her shoulder to marcia.

marcia gave a soft hum before answering, her voice still sleepy and soft, "you weren't in bed..."

"just wanted to get some food for you two. figured you'd be hungry after last night," bev grinned, leaning her head against marcia's.

marcia pressed her face into bev’s shoulder, "mmm… your fault."

bev smiled, “how did it become my fault?”

“because you were the one who kept us up all night…”

"alright, alright," bev swivelled around, her arms looped around marcia's waist. "i do believe our girlfriend is still sleeping upstairs."

marcia looked around bev and her eyes landed on the plate of breakfast food bev had assembeled for them, "she was starting to wake up when i came down, you wanna bring this up for her?"

bev pressed a quick kiss to marcia's lips and grabbed the plate with one hand, the other laced with marcia's as they hurried back upstairs. cherry was sitting up in bed, sipping from her glass of water on the bedside table, having found a sweatshirt from... somewhere in the mess of clothes in bev's closet.

"you left me to fend for myself," cherry frowned, setting down the water and feigning anguish.

"i think you managed alright," marcia let go of bev's hand and climbed back into bed next to cherry.

"here," bev offered the plate to cherry, who happily took it. "eat, you need it."

"i seem to remember you being the reason we need it," cherry teased, happily accepting the kiss bev pressed to her forehead as she crawled over marcia and slotted herself back into place.

marcia curled into bev’s side as she stole a few pieces of fruit off the plate, popping a blueberry into her mouth and handing a raspberry to bev.

“so, what do you think about the drive-in tonight?" bev asked calmly, pressing a kiss to marcia's forehead and glancing over at cherry. "that new doris day movie is showing..."

cherry smirked, "what makes you think doris day will win me over?"

marcia giggled, "because she knows i'm the one who wants to see audrey hepburn."

"that's because you have breakfast at tiffany's memorized by now!" bev laughed, squeezing marcia's sides and earning another giggle.

"you drive a hard bargain, honeybee," cherry rolled her eyes and after passing marcia a piece of toast, she nodded.

satisfaction settled in bev's stomach, and she snuggled down next to marcia, both of them inching closer to cherry. generally, marcia was the clingiest of the three of them, but they were always hanging off each other anyways. some morning snuggles felt necessary as the morning light cast golden shadows over bev's bedroom, bathing cherry's perfect green eyes in sunlight. they couldn't help but stare as she gazed lovingly down at them.

"you wanna tell her or should i?" marcia asked. "you know, that she's the prettiest girl in tulsa?"

"you can tell her this time," bev smiled, pressing her cheek to marcia's. "i'll tell her at the drive-in later, you know, when she's lookin' up at the stars and looks all perfect."

a deep blush ran across cherry's cheeks. she set the plate carefully on the nightstand and dove over, pulling both of her girls into her arms. in a few moments, they were back where they started: a tangle of mismatched hair and soft giggles, bodies warm in the pool of sunlight cascading over the bed.

"i love you," cherry whispered, her forehead pressed to bev's as she beamed.

marcia leaned up and kissed her cheek quickly, "we love you more."

they settled back down, marcia crushed between them as cherry reached over and fed all of them berries off the breakfast plate.

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can we please see more of bevcherrymarcia🥺

hi dani babeee ugh you know exactly what i want to write

it’s not the longest but i hope this is okay🩷

crickets chirped, fireflies blinked, and little kids giggled at the front by the screen, but the background noise of the tulsa summer was consigned to oblivion as the three girls lounged in cherry’s little red stingray.

the trunk was popped open, but only to tempt in a nonexistent summer breeze. marcia was the main reason it was open at all, she was laid out on her stomach in the trunk, her cardigan balled up under her arms as a pillow. there was a soft and sure reverence in her eyes, the kind that only bloomed in a teenage girl with nothing in her but grape juice and joy.

“i think we lost her,” cherry giggled softly, her brown eyes watching her girlfriend closely. “i guess audrey hepburn was too much for her this time.”

marcia shoved cherry’s leg playfully with a quiet laugh, not saying anything to the contrary.

cherry was sitting in the trunk of the car with her spine straight against the backs of her car seats, head leaned back as bev, kneeling in the backseat, weaved cherry’s perfect red hair into neat little french braids.

“what did you expect?” bev smiled sweetly, twisting a piece of hair, intentionally leaving out a piece by cherry’s ear. “she always gets all wistful whenever we let her watch breakfast at tiffany’s.”

“sue me for having a girl crush,” marcia rolled onto her back to look at them, still glancing over her shoulder every few seconds so she wouldn’t miss anything.

“this might be a bit presumptuous of me,” cherry started, bev kissing her left temple to indicate that she had finished the braid on that side. “but i was under the impression you already had a girl crush.”

“two of them,” bev grinned, her fingers running through any leftover knots in the right side of cherry’s hair.

marcia waved her hand nonchalantly, “you two don’t count, it’s no fun if she likes you back.”

cherry’s eyebrows shot up, “that could be arranged.”

“yeah, sweetheart, looks like we’re down to a couple of queers instead of a throuple,” bev shook her head solemnly. “what will the tulsa times make of this atrocity?”

“you two are the worst,” marcia giggled.

they were only giving her shit, which was apparently a specialty of both of theirs when they set their collective brains to it. she was well acclimated to their antics, knowing that this was just their way of warming up to smothering her in affection all night, she simply had to play the game for a little longer.

bev stuck her tongue out playfully, “you gotta say you love us.

cherry leaned back and let bev press a gentle kiss to her lips. she sat back up, smirking, a bit of bev’s plush pink lipstick in the center of cherry’s perfect red. it set off flames in marcia that she didn’t even know existed.

not jealousy, of course not. she loved them both too much for things as simple as jealousy.

marcia bit the inside of her cheek, “i do.”

cherry smirked at her, “you gotta say it, babydoll.”

“i love you,” marcia insisted, her eyes darting between the pair of them. “both of you. so much i’ll miss my favorite part of breakfast at tiffany’s.”

cherry’s face broke into a full smile, she glanced over her shoulder at bev and then she held a hand out to help bev over the back of the seat. marcia grabbed a blanket and nestled herself between them, content and warm and way too exposed, but she couldn’t find it in herself to care.

everyone in tulsa called them the best of friends.

oh, if they only knew.

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bevcherrymarcia wip !!

posting the rest of this later today😚

edit: fic is posted here

“sue me for having a girl crush,” marcia rolled onto her back to look at them, still glancing over her shoulder every few seconds so she wouldn’t miss anything.

“this might be a bit presumptuous of me,” cherry started, bev kissing her left temple to indicate that she had finished the braid on that side. “but i was under the impression you already had a girl crush.”

“two of them,” bev grinned, her fingers running through any leftover knots in the right side of cherry’s hair.

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you’ve heard of chetcherrycola get ready for bevcherrymarcia

i’m just saying girls are pretty.

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it’s 2am and i need to go to sleep REAL bad but all i can think about is bevcherrymarcia in marcia’s pool and all of them crowded on top of a unicorn floatie

that’s all, night folks

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alright that’s it i’m writing a bevcherrymarcia fic