#poly damn crew

[grillbro]

t4t polydamn because i say so! different blurbs below cut for funsies! some are suggestive, so proceed with caution!

damien, who can wield fire hot enough to burn someone into mush, being scared to take his t-shot. not scared to take it, per se, but he gets nervous any time he grabs the needle. gel wouldn't work with his body heat so he has to inject it. he's coming to dear with everything he needs and just.

"can you help me. please."

"why not huxley?"

"i wouldn't want him to fumble and feel bad."

"gavin?"

"does that need an explanation? he can't use a 'mee-cro-whav-aye', i don't trust him with needles that go into me."

"freelancer?"

"busy."

"lasko?"

"shaky."

"got it, handsome. let me get you prepped." they smile as they kiss his cheek and get him settled.

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huxley, who uses gel instead, pouting because he isn't really supposed to contact people for a while until it dries. he's sitting in close proximity to whoever he's wanting to be next to until he checks the application spot for the umpteenth time and sees it's dried. hugs are immediate after.

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gavin straddling a nervous, flustered tfem lasko while putting makeup on her. each breath they feel on their face has her shivering, and it only gets them a quiet 'tut' and a "i can't give you a good product if you squirm under me, lasko. i don't want you to ruin this so quickly. i was anticipating that for tonight!" as he applies mascara that he totally intends on making run down her cheeks later that night.

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everyone and gavin doing that one trend of someones face (this being Everyone, damien included) being covered in lipstick kisses, only for the camera to pan to gavin, whose lipstick is smudged to all hell. bonus points if each person has a bit of the aforementioned lipstick on their own lips.

[polydamnory]

If you don’t include Dear in the polycule you’re weak I’m just saying I’m just saying

[scarscribblesstuff]

Redactober Day 9: DAMN Crew

Characters: Freelancer, Gavin, Huxley, Damien, Dear, Lasko (poly)

Song: https://open.spotify.com/track/4wBODe3tJZad5cSjS6RQr7

Poly DAMN Crew my beloved are back again. I just think they should all hold hands, personally.

Behold! Here it is on ao3! Also do not feed to AI, claim as your own, or repost to other platforms without my permission. The characters belong to Redacted Audio and this is a fan work. Hope y'all enjoy!

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“Are you alright Gavin?” Dear murmurs to the incubus beside them.

He pauses his bouncing leg momentarily, forcing a neutral look on his face, “hmm? Oh perfectly okay my Dear, no need to worry.”

“Well I’ll always worry after you, I’m quite fond of you, you know.” They smile softly, intertwining their hand with his and giving it a soft squeeze. “How can I help?”

“I’m not sure.” He flexes his hands, “I want to do something practical and mindless but there’s nothing here in this office and don’t know what to do specifically anyway.”

They nod thoughtfully, before an idea strikes them and they reach into their bag to pull out a couple of markers, holding them out to Gavin. “Here, give me a tattoo.”

A small smile breaks through the anxiety as Gavin takes the pens, amused. “Why do you have these?”

“Perks of dating a teacher.” They chuckle, rolling up a sleeve to offer him their arm. “Whatever you want, no need to worry what I want, I’ll just be your canvas.”

Tentatively he begins a smooth whirlpool pattern on their wrist and gradually winds his way up their forearm. His lack of innuendo is proof of his anxiety, but Dear takes great joy in watching his shoulders slowly relax as he turns his focus to their arm.

After a good few minutes of quiet, their name is called and they stand up with Gavin who suddenly looks stressed again. Dear looks down at their arm and gapes in awe. “Oh Gavin, it’s beautiful.”

“You think so?” Gavin sounds so hopeful at the compliment.

“Absolutely,” they nod profusely. “Do you mind if I keep it?”

He shakes his head, “not at all.”

They take his hand again, “ready now?”

He squeezes their hand three times, “yes.”

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“Are you alright Freelancer?” Huxley stops, holding out a hand for his partner. 

“‘M fine.” They brush him off unconvincingly as they bite back another wince. “No need to stop on my account.”

“Are you sure? You seem really sore today.” He asks frowning.

Shaking their head, they try to take a half step forwards. “I’m okay, it’s been so long since we were able to do hikes like we used to. I can do this!”

Huxley’s heart breaks a little watching them push themselves and catches their hands, taking some of their weight. “Don’t push yourself too far for my sake.” He rubs his thumb over their knuckles. “I like hiking, sure but I like you much more, dude.”

“I just didn’t…” They swallow, “didn’t want to let you down.”

“Oh baby.” He gathers them up in a hug, careful not to squeeze too tight. “You could never, especially not for this. You’re in pain! Please let me take you home.”

Freelancer blinks heavily, fighting back the tears, “okay. I would like that Hux.” They answer thickly.

~

Arriving back to the house - Damien was already in the doorway. Freelancer had fallen asleep on Huxley’s back and Damien ushers the two inside. 

“I’ve already run a bath, are they okay?” He hovers uncertainly, eyeing the exhausted looking Freelancer and a worried Huxley.

“Yeah just over did it, I’ll get their meds.” Huxley murmurs, kissing Damien’s cheek. “They’re feeling a lil low tonight, so maybe we could do something nice for them?”

Damien smiles, always touched by how kind and loving his boyfriend could be. “Definietly, I’ll text Lasko to bring some snacks.”

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“Lasko, what's wrong?” Damien eventually sighs, pausing the game he and Gavin were playing. 

“W-what? Nothing's wrong.” Lasko insists quickly, tucking away the notebook into his cardigan. 

“Mm, maybe try again Lasko.” Gavin hums, amused already by the interaction.

Lasko flushes, flustered by all the attention being suddenly turned on him. “It's silly-”

“Nope.” Damien stops him in his tracks, “we wanna hear it no matter what it is.”

“Don't discount yourself before you even start, baby.” Gavin adds, “besides, you've been practically shaking with how much you want to share with us over there.”

“I was just thinking about dnd again…” Lasko mumbles awkwardly.

“What about?” Gavin prompts when he isn’t more forthcoming.

Lasko squirms, torn between wanting to spill it all and hide under the gaze of his boyfriends. “It’s a new, well kind of new, character idea.”

Damien perks up curiously, “What class?”

That’s all the invitation the air elemental needs to take off into a full ramble. He spends at least 20 minutes detailing his illusions wizard, Pepper, who works as a conman with his cursed crow companion, Salt. Gavin and Damien are a wonderful audience, and at one point Lasko jumps up excitedly to grab his laptop and start modelling. 

As Lasko returns, Damien grabs his hand and pulls him to sit with him and Gavin on the sofa.

“D-Damien? Are you okay?” Lasko asks with big eyes.

“Do I need an excuse to want you near me?” Damien huffs as he pulls a blanket over the three’s legs. “And you can always talk to us about stuff.”

“Aww thank you hun.” Lasko squeezes Damien’s bicep and the man flushes. Gavin exchanges a look with him over the fire elemental’s flustered form and smirks.

“Damien~” Gavin starts, but Damien is having none of it, recognising the mischief in his tone.

“Don’t.” He warns, slight pout on his face.

“Can I hold your hand?”

Damien softens, pleasantly surprised, turning away and holding his other hand out wordlessly to the incubus, who takes it gladly and relishes the slight rise in temperature as he does. 

“Guess we’re watching a show now instead.” Damien grumbles as Gavin and Lasko laugh affectionately.

[cant-find-a-name]

Dare I say, poly DAMN crew?

[simplynims]

Polycule D.A.M.N Crew Headcanons

Was going through @polydamnory posts for the D.A.M.N polycule and it's inspired me to write down some of my own headcanons for these guys. Enjoy!

Dear and Damien are both the chefs of the polycule, Dear is probably the most trusted person to cook in Damiens kitchen unsupervised.

Huxely likes giving extra hugs to his partners whenever they're stressed out about something but it's really just an excuse to pick them up and drag them away from their laptop/whatever they're working on so they can get some proper rest. Has done this on both Damien and Freelancer when they both desperately needed a break from cram studying especially if the usual pleads to take a break don't intially work.

Dear has magic hands where whenever they run their fingers through their partners hair, they all melt at their touch. They turn to pudding as soon as those head rubs happen. They've actually helped a lot with migraines that Freelancer and Damien have.

Gavin, Freelancer and Dear have competitions sometimes to see who can fluster Lasko up more in one day. They all think he's adorable when he's choking on his words and trying to come up with a coherent sentence after mercilessly being teased. So far Gavin and Dear are neck in neck with these challenges.

Speaking of Gavin and Dear, Dear I feel like is someone who doesn't get flustered often which Gavin sees as a personal challenge to fluster them up whenever he gets the chance. Dear finds Gavin very cute whenever he tries to and flirts right back with that same energy.

This is more of a personal headcanon but from tallest to shortest it's Huxely, Dear, Gavin, Damien, Freelancer, and Lasko.

Lasko manages to get everyone into DnD and the polycule tries their best to schedule at least one session a month depending on their own schedules. Lasko usually DMs but Dear also DMs so Lasko can have a chance to play too. Gavin and Freelancer both shamelessly flirt with the DM no matter who it is and whenever it's Lasko it usually throws him off for a good minute or so.

Lasko gets cold very easily so he usually goes to Damien for cuddles when he's feeling extra frosty. Damien doesn't mind and likes having Lasko in his lap while he works if it keeps him warm.

Following up with that headcanon, Damien gets Lasko a shit ton of warm clothes, blankets and socks so he can wear em around the house around fall and winter because of how easily Lasko gets cold.

Freelancer smacks all their partners asses equally and with accurate precision.

Huxely I feel like would be a really good gardener for vegetables and fruits, Dear helps him with growing them. Every few months when certain fruits are in season, they bring em back to share with the polycule and make desserts outta them. Dear makes some killer peach cobbler, apple pies, strawberry pastries etc outta them and there's usually nothing left by the end of the week.

Gavin likes to playfully push Damiens buttons. Right when Damien looks like he's about to blow, Gavin kisses him and it gets to Damien every time lol. Gavin finds it highly amusing.

Freelancer likes giving gentle love bites to all their partners, it's not sexual all the time but whenever they're cuddling one of em or hugging them they have specific spots they like to go for.

For example, Freelancer likes giving love bites on Huxelys and Dears chests. For Damien it's his arms and chests if he's the bigger spoon while cuddling. For Gavin and Lasko it's their necks or arms, whichever is more accessible at the moment.

Dear most of the time is really good at hiding their emotions whenever they're stressed about something or just feeling sad in general but Huxely can pick up the signs pretty quickly. When it comes to his partners he's very observant and can tell when somethings off with any one of them and that includes Dear. Cuddling sometimes turns into a good cry sesh depending on how severe whatever is affecting Dear is.

Freelancer I headcanon as a little bit of a goofball and loves making their partners laugh, it's a wonderful feeling to see nearly all of the polycule wheezing and laughing at their stupid lil jokes and they take heavy pride in it.

[lookitseddie]

save me, poly d.a.m.n. crew, save me...

[almost-correct-quotes]

why would you say poly damn crew when you could say polydamnory

[starlitgem]

since y'all are complaining about dear and wanting them dead I'm going to be petty and make more poly DAMN headcannons with dear in them... stay mad