#poly fanfic

[nepher-forget]

Neutral Grounds

Alessia Russo × Niamh Charles × Reader

1k words

Summary: Both your girlfriends want you on their team. What are you supposed to do?

Warnings: none?

Masterlist

This was requested by an anon. I hope you like it.

Your contract was down to its final week, and the decision weighed heavier every day. For three years you had played for the London City Lionesses, first on loan from Man United before they sold you. You never really liked the club. But it had led you to Alessia and Niamh, both of whom also were based in London.

Nobody knew the two had been dating for a while. Nobody knew that you had joined the relationship two years ago. They were the ones you loved. And now your contract was up, rumours swirled in the media, teammates asked nonstop, and at home… Well, at home it was even worse. Because your two girlfriends had turned into full-time recruiters.

Niamh slipped Chelsea blue into every outfit she wore around you, her sly grin giving her away whenever she made a little comment.

“You’d light up Stamford Bridge, babe. I can already see it.” and

“You and me, bombing down the wing? Unstoppable.”

Alessia was no less relentless, though her style was softer, more persuasive. She was gentler about it, but that was just her.

“Arsenal’s the right fit for you, I just know it,” she’d whisper when she had you curled up in her lap. Her hands were playing with your hair to keep you calm and relaxed.

“Picture us scoring together at the Emirates. The crowd roaring. Us celebrating. Wouldn’t that feel perfect?”

The truth was, it would feel perfect. Both of them painted dreams you could see yourself in, and that was exactly the problem, you couldn’t choose. Choosing one meant letting the other down, and that was the last thing you could bear. You knew if you chose Chelsea Alessia would be upset, even she wouldn't tell you. She'd feel like you've chosen Niamh over her… and if you chose Arsenal? Well Niamh would definitely tell you she was upset. She wasn't good with keeping her emotions in check.

So, one quiet evening, the three of you tangled together on the couch, you finally took a deep breath and said. “I’ve made my decision.” Both their heads whipped towards you instantly, eyes wide, hopeful, terrified.

“I’m signing for… Manchester City.”

Silence. Then, in perfect unison both girls almost scream. “City?!”

You couldn’t stop the nervous laugh bubbling out. “I couldn’t choose between you without breaking my own heart. So I chose neither. I chose the third option. Somewhere that isn’t red or blue. Alessia or Niamh.”

For a long second, they both just stared. Then Alessia collapsed into laughter, burying her face in your shoulder. Niamh shook her head, though the smile tugging at her lips betrayed her. Alessia pulled you closer and Niamh immediately moved closer to the two of you as well. Your legs were all entangled as you laid there.

“You’re actually unbelievable.” Niamh said, but she kissed your cheek anyway.

“She’s brilliant.” Alessia countered, lifting her head to press a quick kiss to your lips. “She found the only way to keep both of us happy.”

Relief washed over you and you looked between the two girls you loved so much with wide eyes. Hopeful that they were okay with your decision and wouldn't make you regret it. “So… you’re okay with it?”

“Of course.” Niamh murmured, curling into your side, arms slipping around Alessia's waist to pull both of you closer to her. She was just possessive sometimes. “I just want you both to be happy. If City’s what you want, then I’m proud of you.” She sealed the words with a lingering kiss at your temple.

Alessia who was still curled into your other side, sliding her arms around you too. “Exactly. I don’t care what colour kit you wear, as long as I still get to come home to you and Niamh. I love you two too much to lose you to something so silly.” She kissed your forehead, then your cheek, then finally your lips again, soft, tender, full of love. Niamh immediately buffed and kissed you gently and then Alessia. Like she wanted to claim you for her as well.

Your chest tightened as you hugged them both close, pulling them fully into your lap until the three of you were a messy tangle of limbs and laughter. They showered you with kisses, cheeks, jaw, neck, lips, until you were giggling helplessly, your heart swelling so full it felt like it might burst. It felt so good. Your girls are finally not fighting anymore about which team you should join. Just happy to hold you and each other. The stupid rivalry buried till the next London Derby… you still were scared from the last where the two hadn't spoken for three days and you had broken down begging them to leave it on the pitch. You could just hope this next season would be easier on the three of you.

“Sky blue never looked so good.” Niamh whispered against your ear, smiling.

“Doesn’t matter what colour.” Alessia added softly, brushing her lips over yours once more. “You’ll always be ours.”

And as you sat there, cocooned in their warmth, kissed breathless and held impossibly close, you knew it didn’t matter what the headlines said tomorrow. You’d made your choice and no matter where you played, love had already given you your biggest win.

“But don't go and score against us.” Niamh said grinning and nudged your side lovingly. You giggled not taking her seriously. Alessia grinned and said. “Just score against Chelsea. I'd be so proud to say my girlfriend scored against Chelsea.”

Niamh immediately huffed and pouted till Alessia kissed the pouty lips and you leaned back into her.

“We'll give it our all if we play against each other but once the game is over that's where the rivalry stays.” You mumbled quietly. “Promise?”

The two girls nod immediately and murmured sweet promises to each other and to you. You all were just so happy. To have each other and be able to love each other.

[blossompencil]

Imagine this..

Amongst the grand scheme of Heaven vs. Hell, you are nothing but a messenger.

It is your job and duty to deliver messages from Heaven to Hell. Every demand, declaration, negotiation, all of it. Every scrap of paper the higher angels write on. You must deliver.

The journey is dangerous each time. Dodging hellfire, out flying demons who try to toy with you.

It is worth it in the end.. when you arrive to the grand corridor, little imps await to clean the soot off your wings and treat whatever burns or scratches you may have suffered on the way.

The king and queen demons are always delighted to see their favorite angel. The one who has shown no fear in coming to the dephs.

They always have a meal ready, refreshments, and are awaiting your personal opinions on some of the matters regarding what your higher ups demand..

If they could keep you, they would.

[curtsycream]

hiiiii

i saw your requests are open

Can you do poly price x reader x simon where they all get into an argument (Reader is lonely while they're deployed, she's not getting on their case, just expressing it) and the boys get really defensive and take it a little too far, resulting in reader staying in the guest bedroom for the night bc she doesn't wanna cry in bed next to them. The boys come to their senses and realize they fucked up and there's make up sex? Lots of reassurance and whispers of how much they love you?

Feel free to ignore, just figured I'd pop in :)

Could You Understand?

John Price x F!Reader x Simon Riley

My first COD request I hope I did right. I’m still getting down their personalities and such in writing but it’s a fun challenge. Kinda base level smut. Ps. Would never ignore ❤️

warning: mentions of anxiety (described?), light stomach bulging (I mention it twice I have a problem), double penetration, not proofread at all

Confrontation was never a strong point for her, the idea of accidentally starting a conflict made her cautious with her words. Nibbling at her lower lip she adds the final dish to the washer before closing it. Turning it on she leans against the counter with folded arms. Many times has this feeling of loneliness crossed her mind. Whenever they were gone it was a constant reminder of the fear she felt. She always found herself holding back the words. But it was as if a dam finally broke and she couldn’t help but let them spill.

Making her way into the living room she wraps her arms around herself. It was a first defense similar to showing a dog that you’re not a threat. Her eyes fall onto the two men she loved with all of her being. They sat together with the television on but it was clear they weren’t entirely focused on it. They spoke in rushed tones as if forgetting the rule of leaving work at work. It wasn’t much but it was enough to ensure they wouldn’t dwell on work-related stuff.

Clearing her throat she realized just how hard it was to speak up. It was an odd feeling as she usually found herself talking without much of an issue. When they turned to look at her the words felt stuck, unable to claw their way out of her throat. “We need to talk,” she finally uttered. The words felt hard and cold when she said them.

John was the first to speak though the way his eyebrows creased seemed to verify his confusion. “About what, sweetheart?”

The gruffness of his voice was enough to make her hold the subject off. To instead crawl into his lap and give him a kiss or two. But she knew that wouldn’t solve anything let alone reassure her.

Simon on the other hand said nothing but his eyes were focused on her. And that was enough, it was always the simple things with him. His attention was always undivided, “well..I’ve been thinking a lot while you were both deployed. I just feel alone, you know? It terrifies me knowing you’re both out there and not knowing if that’s the mission that will end with me living my life without you. I—I’ve spent so many nights worried about how or if you’ll make it back to me. Maybe I’m just thinking too much on this but I can’t help but think that way. It’s like my brain won’t allow me to think positively. Like there’s this sense of impending doom when nothing bad is really happening,” she explained.

It was silent for a moment that is until Simon scoffed, the sound seemed to echo in her mind. “And you think it’s any easier on our end having to leave you here? It’s not a friendly thought knowing we’re miles away while you’re here by yourself,” his tone was defensive. It was as if he assumed her words were to evoke a change or start an argument.

“I’m not denying that Simon, I just get so worried that-”

“We understand that you get worried sweetheart, but we can’t change our profession. We spend just as many nights worrying about whether we’ll make it back or not. We have to live through that not you,” John spoke up.

Whether he meant to or not his words seemed to cut her deeper. It was as if her attempt at getting through to them was blocked off by their defense. “I know I don’t have to live through that, but it still worries me when you leave this house. I feel so helpless for lack of a better word when I know you’re miles away and I can’t help.”

Simon shook his head, “how would you even help? You can’t help, you can barely help yourself.”

His words were sharp like that of a knife willingly piercing her heart. Maybe that’s why it hurts more hearing words like that from someone you love.

“I’m not trying to argue with either of you, I wanted to get my point across,” she said simply.

“Then why even bring this up, you always dance around what you’re feeling. We’re not mind readers, there is only so much we can do when you won’t even say what you feel. It’s exhausting,” The words left John's mouth without much of a thought.

Opening her mouth she closes it, her eyes flashing with hurt from their words. “I know you’re both probably just tired from your mission and that’s why you’re acting like this. Just forget I said anything,” she tells them.

She had walked away quicker than she meant to not wanting to say another word to them. She knew deep down if she had she would have started crying.

Placing her hands on her chest she holds back the tears that are brimming in her eyes. She holds off until she makes it into their guest room upstairs. The second she closes the door she lets out a low sob. Sitting down on the bed she wraps her arms back around herself. It was a horrible feeling as if she’d been yelled at. Having people you love downplay your emotions when you finally speak upon them.

Lying down on the bed she curls up her arms still wrapped around her. It was as if she was protecting herself from what was already done. Sobs racking her body as she found no use in calming down.

It wasn’t until they made their way upstairs later into the night that they realized. Simon assumed she would be in bed, their bed. Yet the absence of her presence in the room was like a punch to the gut. His eyes found John’s in the darkness as they stood in the space.

They didn’t have to think before they made their way towards the guest room. The door ajar allowing John to slowly push it open. There she was in the middle of the guest bed curled up. She looked smaller than she should have as if closing in on herself.

John to a step forward which turned into a few then a few more before he was sitting on the bed beside her. His hand cupping her cheek, wet with tears, “Sweetheart..” The utterances of the pet name seemed to work as her eyes opened slowly. Groggy from crying so much as well as sleep she stared at him. It was easy to tell that was what she was doing in the darkness. The tears not yet split made that easy to notice.

With crossed arms, Simon makes his way over to him, “We shouldn’t have—I should have said those things to you.”

She seemed to perk up, it was a first for Simon to say something like that. Not that she expected him to do so often but it was refreshing. “It’s fi-“

“It’s not fine, the things we said to you were uncalled for. You didn’t deserve any of that especially when all you wanted to do was express your feelings. We took our frustration from the mission out on you,” John told her. His thumb caressed her cheek a touch she leaned into without hesitation.

“You do so much for us even when you don’t think you do. Most don’t expect to be greeted at home with a smile and a warm meal. You do everything you can to make sure we’re okay. It’s time we do the same,” Simon says.

Sitting up a bit she looks between the two men with a puzzled look. She didn’t catch on until she had John’s lips on her own. The smell of tobacco and pinewood was strong as she wrapped her arms around his neck. It was comforting yet sensual as she felt Ghost behind her. His lips feverishly trailing kisses along her neck and shoulders.

Her mind seemed to move slower than her actions which was evident when she found herself naked between them. Her hands rested on John’s chest as he lined himself up with her sopping-wet hole. Eager wouldn’t describe what she was feeling especially when he finally thrusted into her. He was always attentive and careful at first, “how’s that feel, sweetheart?”

The words didn’t come but a simple nod followed by a moan was enough for him. Resting his hands on her hips he set a slow and steady pace. One that seemed to draw on the moans leaving her body. “Still so tight for me,” he grunted against her warm skin.

The gentle touch along her spine was enough to remind her of Simon’s presence. The way he was looking down at her caused her to squeeze around John’s cock. A swear left the older man’s lips due to the feeling. Keeping her eyes on Simon she spoke up, “want to feel you both..”

It was new territory something she hadn’t done before. But she wanted to be closer to them in a way soft touches wouldn’t do. “Are you sure, lovie?”

She nodded her head right away at Simon’s words as he seemed to be silently communicating with John. Looking between them she waited for an answer as John continued to thrust in and out of her.

“Okay.”

That was all Simon needed to say before she leaned against John. Her arms were around his neck while her fingers curled around the hair at the base of his neck. Simon held her hip as he pumped himself in his hand before lining himself up with her stuffed hole. It was already a tight fit with John’s cock inside. Willing himself forward he groaned when his cock began to slide inside of her pussy.

Digging her nails into John’s back she muffled her noises on his shoulder. “That’s it sweetheart, such a good girl wanting to take both of us.”

John’s words seemed to calm her down as she felt him pull out some to allow Simon room to fit. She wasn’t fully prepared when she felt both of them inside of her. Neither of them moved, letting her adjust to the new feeling. Resting her hand on her stomach she moved it a bit lower feeling the bulge there. The subtle reminder of just how big John was in girth.

“Oh—please move..” her voice was a gasp barely above a whisper. She had never felt so full before, but oh did it feel perfectly right. Moving his hands up to cup her breasts Simon thrusted into her. At the same time, John pulled out before slamming himself back in.

Groaning from the feeling of John’s cock rubbing against his own as her pussy squeezed them tightly left Simon on edge. “Feels so good,” he breathed the words out.

Her mouth opened letting out a flurry of moans as their paces varied. While John was moving steadily, Simon’s pace was almost erratic. “Fuck—just like that,” she begged no one in particular.

Yet her words seemed to set both men off as they moved in tandem. Their pace seeming to match both went faster pistoning their cocks in and out of her. “So good for us lovie, always so good for us.”

The words of affection caused her to whimper before she felt his lips on hers. The kiss was dragged out and slow only fueled by John’s lips on her throat. The light prickles of his beard on her skin were comforting in a way. “You’re so beautiful, sweetheart. Always so caring and sweet for the both of us,” John’s voice vibrated against her soft skin.

She knew she wouldn’t last long from their affectionate words to their unyielding thrusts. Breaking the kiss between herself and Simon she whines, “So close, please.”

“Please what, lovie?”

The teasing tone he took on made her clench around their cocks. The action caused both men to groan as their cocks rubbed against her gummy walls. “Please let me cum, I’ll be good..”

“You’re always good, sweetheart,” John assured.

“Go ahead, lovie.”

She didn’t need to hear more as her eyes screwed shut. Her mind felt fuzzy as the warmth in her lower stomach began to spread. Gripping John’s shoulders she let out a cry as she came around their cocks with a tremble. However, they didn’t stop not yet at least as they were chasing their highs. To her, it felt like minutes but it only took seconds before they reached their own. Gripping her hips firmly John thrusted his hips up before releasing inside of her. Simon wasn’t too far behind as his cum mixed with that of John’s and hers.

Sighing breathlessly she shifted her eyes to the bulge in her stomach she had forgotten about. She could still see the outline of John’s cock against her lower stomach. But it didn’t last long as she felt both men pull out of her. Leaning back on Simon she watched as John left the room. Her eyes were concentrated on his back before they trailed to Simon.

“Lovie I-“

Shaking her head she leans up her lips pressed against his shoulder. “I’m fine, I guess I just worry a lot when you’re both not here. It’s scary to think something can happen on a mission and I wouldn’t know for a while until the mission ends.”

Simon noticed how shaky her voice was as if the thought of them getting hurt lingered in her mind. Placing his hands on her cheeks he leaned forward until his nose was touching hers. “It is scary, I couldn’t imagine having to stay home and wait for us to return. But I can promise you this, with everything in us we will always try our hardest to get back home to you. That’s how much you mean to us,” his words melted into her mind.

Keeping her eyes focused on his own she nodded her head, “I know you guys will. You always do and I’m grateful for that.”

“And we’re grateful for you,” John chimed in as he walked back into the room. He went straight to her using the towel in his hand to clean her up before pressing a kiss to her stomach. “We will always be grateful for you, I couldn’t picture myself loving anyone else besides the two of you.”

It was comforting to hear words like that from the men she loved. “I love you,” she said her words directed to both men. Pulling her close Simon kisses her forehead as he lays behind her. In front of her was John who also delivered a kiss to her forehead. “I love you too, sweetheart. Don’t be afraid to tell us when you’re worried or scared. We promise to think before we speak,” John’s words reassured her.

The same way that Simon’s touch did as his thumb rubbed her hip. “I love you, now get some sleep it’s almost four in the morning.”

That was all it took before she was closing her eyes allowing the feeling of both men beside her to lull her to sleep. She felt safe and protected between them, no longer as fearful as she was before.

[foxesandfablesforyou]

Hello its the anon from a few hours ago, hope I'm not bothering, just wanted to ask if you will do some one shots, maybe something like the jealousy headcanon you did with neil and Andrew but as a fic or how they met reader...

No pressure, just asking, in any case I'll be happy to read whatever you write! -😭🙏

yay! ofc!

Andrew Minyard x gn! Reader x Neil Josten

word count: 1500+

tws: unwanted touching, mild violence, drinking, drunk people, claustrophobia (???), implied sexual content

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The bass of the speakers was loud enough to rattle your bones, you could feel it in your teeth.

Eden's was never quiet. It was its own beast with a heart that beat to the rhythm of the music. The drinks were the blood flowing through it's veins. It's the only beast Andrew and Neil were willing to let you get devoured by, as they themselves indulged in the belly of the beast.

All around you bodies danced; pressing up against one another, grinding, kissing, touching.

At times it was hard for you to imagine why such a place would call to Andrew. He didn't like being touched, not by strangers. It was probably the feeling of being separate and connected all at once.

The first time you came to Eden's, it was like entering another dimension, one that wanted to eat you and suck out your soul. Andrew and Neil were your tether back to Earth, both then and now.

Andrew was at a table, watching over everything with a drink in his hands. At least, that's what he was doing last time you looked over.

Neil had been dragged onto the dance floor by Nicky, whether or not he was dancing, you hadn't a clue.

You were by the bar, waiting for a cold glass of iced tea. It was time to sober up, at least a little bit. All of you, meaning Kevin, Nicky, Aaron, Neil, and Andrew, would be leaving within the next hour or so.

The alcohol had done it's job and you were very much ready to come back into your own body.

Absently, you wondered about what the rest of the night would hold once you were back at the house. Would Neil and Andrew drag you onto the porch for a smoke? Would you grab a tub of ice cream and curl up next to your boys and enjoy one another's company? Would Andrew grab onto your hair or clothes or the chain around your neck and ask you that blessed question; "yes or no?"

You could feel your face heat pleasantly.

All was well... Or it was.

The feeling of fingers trailed up your spine, too warm, too sudden. Every muscle in your body tensed.

Andrew grabbed, he tugged, and he would slide up next to you. Neil would lay himself on top of you as if trying to engulf your very being. They didn't touch you like this, not with dancing fingers up your spine, not without asking.

"Hey, there.~"

You tense because there was no way that was one of your boys. Some part of your brain had been hoping it was Nicky, being handsy and friendly, and oh so unaware of himself. But it wasn't Nicky, it wasn't Aaron, it wasn't Kevin drunkenly stumbling into you, and it wasn't your boys.

You shift away, not wanting to engage further.

You and Bee had been working on aggression, the kind that suddenly built in your gut and exploded outwards. The you of the past would've swung without thought or you would've ducked under the counter until one of your friends came to collect you.

"I'm talkin' to ya, lil un." His breath was warm on your ear, and moist.

"Back off," you hiss, tensing up every muscle in preparation. Surely Bee would forgive you for what you were about to do to this guy.

You didn't get the chance.

Not with Crashout Josten driving his fist into the side of this guys face. Not with Andrew tugging on the chain around your neck and guiding you closer to him and away from the man.

"Fucking try that again!" Neil growled to the man sprawled across the floor, foot raised as if to stomp on him.

"Neil!" You could hear Nicky hiss.

Oh, you had an audience.

"I'm gonna kill 'im." Neil said with so much calm, it sent shivers up and down your spine. Was it from fear or excitement? Those wires often got crossed when you were with them.

"We are so not going to jail tonight!" Nicky grabbed at Neil, a futile task without the help of Kevin or Aaron. Kevin was too out of it to give a shit and Aaron wasn't willing to touch Neil with a 50 foot pole.

"Nicky," Andrew's voice rang as a warning. His hand had moved from the necklace chain to the back of your neck where he gave the occasional squeeze.

"He's not worth it, let's just go," you grumble. There was no point in prolonging this, you just wanted to go home and rest.

Neil's cold blue eyes locked onto you, staring you down. For a moment, you felt as though you were the one under Neil's foot, at his mercy of stomping down.

Andrew squeezed the back of your neck.

That's right, Andrew wouldn't let that happen and Neil wouldn't do that in the first place, not to you.

"Let's go back to the house, I bought some frozen yogurt earlier and I'm hungry," You say.

Andrew makes a displeased grunt behind you while Neil's smile stretched into place. The smile of a predator.

Neil's shoe slams into the mans slide and he steps over him, towards you and Andrew.

"Rabbit," Andrew acknowledged, hand releasing your nape to squeeze Neil's for a quick moment.

And then, he was dragging you both out of the bar. Neil was being dragged by his nape and you by the collar of your shirt.

You could hear the stumbling footsteps of Kevin, Aaron, and Nicky following.

Neil climbed into the passenger seat and dragged you on top of him, Andrew got the drivers side, and the rest packed themselves into the back. No matter your height or muscle mass, Neil always found a way to make these cuddling positions work.

Typically, you would stack in the back but it seems that Neil was feeling awfully cuddly possessive. His face was tucked into the side of your neck and his hands held your waist securely.

Aaron scoffed from the backseat, Nicky reached over Kevin to smack him, Kevin groaned.

Neil smiled against your neck, no doubt pleased about bugging Aaron with such blatant displays of affection. You could feel his teeth skim your neck. It was obvious what he wanted, it was a matter of if he was willing to do it.

Before pulling out of the parking lot you caught Andrew's eye. It was a silent question he was asking, 'yes or no?' Because if he got the sense that you didn't want to be touched, he would make sure that you weren't.

Slowly, you blink back at him. He turns towards the road, lips twitching.

By the time you get back to the house, Neil's hands are under your shirt and resting on your belly, and his teeth have made a few indentations around your shoulders and the junction between them and your neck.

Once the snoring had started in the backseat, Andrew's right hand had drifted away from the steering wheel and his pinky brushed against yours.

All was well, in an emotionally constipated way, but nonetheless, it was just as you wanted and needed.

Arriving at the house was as eventful as usual. Andrew crawled out of the car and slammed the door, waking the three in the back. Neil refused to let you get out of the car until Andrew came around to pull you both out.

Kevin was frog marched up to bed by Nicky and Aaron, leaving you, Andrew, and Neil on the main floor.

You weren't particularly tired and Neil looked way too wired to sleep. Andrew always looked a little tired, probably has to do with his half lidded eyes and bored expression.

"Frozen yogurt," you untangle yourself from Neil to retrieve the frozen treat.

Andrew glares at you from the living room.

Such a baby, only wanting ice cream and not even trying frozen yogurt.

Of course, you grab a tub of ice cream for him as you leave the kitchen along with spoons and your own sweet treat.

Andrew was draped across a bean bag and Neil was on the couch behind him. His legs were on either side of the bean bag, one of Andrew's hands was wrapped around Neil's ankle.

You plop the ice cream tub into Andrew's lap followed by a spoon. You then sit beside Neil, pressed up close to share the delight of frozen yogurt.

"I hate you." Andrew grumbled through a mouthful of chocolate ice cream.

Neil snickered and shoveled another spoonful of frozen yogurt into his mouth.

There was no point in thanking Andrew or Neil, they wouldn't appreciate it. They already knew how you felt. So, you said the only thing you knew would appease them.

"We like you too," you simper, earning a squeeze from Neil and a side eye from Andrew.

Yeah, none of you were going to talk about what happened earlier that night. All of you knew what happened, and now you were together, within each others orbit once again.

Andrew giving you his back and glancing at you while you ate, that was trust and care. Neil pressing you close and whispering stupid lines during the movie you put on, that was his version of care.

so like, this didn't go according to plan but i like it a lot and so i'm gonna post it anyways.

i'll do a proper, funny jealousy one shot a different time!

[vroomvroomgoesvroom]

But I won

Male reader x Landoscar

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A/N: Woooo celebration mini fic! Once again poly because I said so

You peeked into the small room, where your boyfriends were relaxing after a long, long debrief. Lando was spread out on the couch, and Oscar was laying on the floor, seemingly taking one of his frequent power naps.

"All good?" you asked quietly.

Oscar cracked one eye open, smiling at you, and Lando opened his arms. You followed his invitation and curled up next to him, glancing between the two.

"All good." Oscar‘s confirmation made you sigh in relief. You had attended the podium celebrations, you had been in the team photo, but you were still anxious what the mood would be like when it was just the three of you.

Lando threaded his long fingers through your hair, and you pushed into the contact.

"We‘re good, love. Still annoyed, but this one‘s on the team. Not us."

You hummed in agreement, and Oscar nodded along to Lando‘s statement.

"And now I don‘t want to think about it for the rest of today. We just achieved something huge for the team," Oscar announced in a tone that made clear he was done with the topic.

That also meant he and Lando truly talked it all out. Oscar was never one to let conflicts in your relationship simmer, forever the mediator, the middle ground between two extremes.

Oscar got up and walked over to you, sitting in your lap.

"Oscar!"

He just buried his face in the crook of your neck, reaching out and resting one hand on Lando‘s chest, only for the sake of the physical contact.

"Not my fault the couch is too small."

"You‘re heavy, darling."

"Yeah, but I won."

You snorted. It was going to be the same exact spiel it had been with Lando after Miami. Stealing food from your plate? "But I won."

Taking up way too much space on the improvised three-person bed you built in Lando‘s apartment? "But I won."

Teasing you endlessly during the mind-blowing celebration sex? "But I won."

You held your boys close, kissing Oscar‘s temple and Lando‘s nose.

"Yeah. You won."

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Hi☁️!

Can you write something about how the Sirius, James, Remus and Lily try to get close to Slytherin reader (who is really shy and muggleborn). They decide to try through a prank, since with Lily worked but instead they angered Regulus (the reader's only close friend) for making her cry. They decide to change their approach: complimenting her, reading with her and watching Muggle films. After some hesitation, the reader decides to give it a chance. (I hope it's okay for you to write about Lily too, I haven't seen many posts here on Tumblr involving her, although I think it comes up with something super cute☺️). The rest is up to you 🤍

Ps. The marauders and Lily are already in a relationship with each other

Thank you for requesting this! I had a lot of fun writing it!<3

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Warnings: prank taken too far?

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Chances

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Have you ever been scared of something so much the sight of it makes you want to cry?

Well I am. To be specific, I'm scared of Doxy's. They're nasty little creatures that could kill you with their venom quickly.

The only reason why I had an encounter with these creatures once is because I may or may not have walked far too deep into the forbidden forest one day but thankfully my closest and only friend Regulus Black was there to save me before anything happened.

I shook my head out of my thoughts about the creature's as I sat at the Slytherin table. Right after that Regulus sat down next to me.

It was dinner time. "What took you so long?" I asked him as we put food onto our plate. "Slytherin quidditch captain started talking to me about plays for our next game." He replied as I started to eat so I just nodded. We fell into a conversation about the books we were reading that week.

Suddenly we were interrupted by rather loud laughter coming from the Gryffindor table that was beside the Slytherin table. Regulus stopped talking looking annoyed as he looked over to the table to see his brother's obnoxious laughing. "He never shuts up I swear." Regulus muttered causing me to chuckle a little.

Soon we finished eating and both decided to go back to the Slytherin common room. “You’ll have to let me read that book you’re reading once you’re done with it.” Regulus said to me with a small smile. “The Outsiders isn’t it?” He asks as we reach the painting to the common room. “Correct.” I say then say the password to get in and we walk through into the common room.

After a quick conversation we said goodnight to each other and headed to our dorms. When I got to mine I changed into pajamas and got in bed going to sleep.

The next morning I got and opened my dresser to get my regular clothes. But, with doing that out of my dresser came doxy’s. The one thing I was terrified of.

I tried to scream for help but nothing would come out of my throat. My heart was racing and I ran from them as they started to come after me.

While running I tripped and fell over one of my books for classes. I scrambled back against the wall starting to cry and hyperventilate. They came after me causing me to put my arms up crossing them in defense which really wouldn’t do anything. I closed my eyes waiting for impact but it never came.

I lowered my arms, opening my eyes and still crying to see absolutely nothing there now. What? I could have sworn they were just there. Was it all just some allusion?

“Y/n, are you up yet? We need to eat breakfast.” Asked Regulus just walking into my dorm. I assume he hadn’t seen me so he looked around confused. As he turned his head he saw me.

Immediately getting concerned he came over to me pulling me into his arms. “What happened?” He asked in a whisper. “I..” I try to speak but my voice is hoarse. “Take your time.” He says and I smile gratefully at him.

“I went to go get my clothes for the day…” I started looking over to my dresser. “Then when I opened it I had those doxy’s flying at me and then they just disappeared like they were an allusion.” I said shaking my head as I hugged Regulus.

“Are you okay now?” He asked still with a soft voice. I nodded then got up with his help. “Do you think it was the other Slytherins playing some mean prank? Just because I’m a muggleborn?” I ask as I walk to my dresser finally grabbing my clothes. “It could have been. I’ll try to find out.” He said then walked out the room so I could change.

I changed into my clothes and brushed my hair and teeth then met Regulus out in the common room and we walked together to breakfast. When we got there sitting down at the Slytherin table the marauders including Lily Evans walked up to us looking like they were laughing.

“What could you guys possibly want?” Regulus asked in a cold voice as I got some pancakes on my plate.

“Just came here to ask Y/n a question little brother.” Sirius replied and I looked up at them confused. “How was that doxy prank?” James asked and I tensed up. It was them? How did they get into my dorm let alone the Slytherin common room?

“Oh… uh…” I started then notice Regulus seething with his nostrils flaring. “Don’t look so gloomy. It was just a prank!” Peter said and I looked at them shocked then they walked to Gryffindor table and sat down.

I turned around and quietly ate my food quickly ignoring everytime Regulus tried to start a conversation about something. After I was done eating I got up walking out of the great hall and to the astronomy tower to calm down and read.

Regulus POV

After my stupid older brother and his friends or whatever they all are said they were the ones who pulled the prank on Y/n I was angry. I tried to talk to her throughout all of breakfast but she ignored me and when she was done she got up and walked off somewhere.

I though waited until the supposed pranksters got up and walked out to follow them. Following them down the hallway once we were far enough away from any teachers I quickly grabbed Sirius by the collar slamming him against the wall.

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t hex you right this second.” I seethed angrily pointing my wand at his throat. “Woah! Why the hell are you so angry?” He asked giving a confused look. “That little ‘prank’ you pulled on Y/n made her have a panic attack!” I spat at him letting him go but still holding my wand to my side.

“It what?” Asked Remus now looking panicked. “It was just supposed to be a little prank. I swear!” Sirius barked out quickly. The rest of them looked shocked. “We all like her and didn’t think the prank would cause all of that.” Lily said with concern lacing her tone.

“She’s absolutely terrified of doxy’s. She almost got attacked by real ones once.” I said now calmly but still slightly angry.

“How can we make it up to her?” Asked Peter quietly. “Well, if you really liked her you’d know she liked muggle books and movies. She may be up in the astronomy tower right now. She likes to read there.” I say walking off to the Slytherin common rooms.

Y/n’s pov

As I flipped the page in my book I was almost finished with I heard footsteps coming up the steps to the tower.

“Y/n?” I heard the voices of none other than the marauders and Lily ask. I close my book after bookmarking it and stand up to face them. “What?” I ask tiredly waiting for them to probably start tormenting me. “We’re sorry for the prank.” Lily said first and the others all had an apologetic face. “We truly are.” Remus said.

“The truth is.. we all like you and thought a prank would show that.” James told me and I tilted my head confused. “We were obviously wrong. Regulus made sure we knew of that.” Sirius said rubbing his neck awkwardly.

“We’re asking for another chance possibly?” Peter asked and I scoffed. “You prank me with the thing I’m terrified of most and ask for another chance? You’re going to need to make it up to me first before I ever decide if you even get that.” I tell them in a slightly upset and annoyed tone.

“We will.” They all say in unison.

“You like the outsiders?” Lily asks pointing to my book and I give a half smile. “It’s my favorite book and movie.” I inform her.

“Would you want to watch muggle movies with us today? To make up for what we did?” James asks and I nod. “Well let’s go!” Sirius says loudly throwing his arm around me. I manage to let out a little chuckle and lead the way to my dorm room.

When we got there I set up a place for us to all sit/lay and put in a muggle movie for us to watch. We watched quite a few muggle movies and joking around causing me to get tired so I ended up leaning my head on Lily’s shoulder stifling out a yawn.

They all weren’t that bad really and I forgive them for what happened. They all looked truly sorry when apologizing. “I think I’ll give you guys a second chance after all.” I say tiredly then end up falling asleep.

Sorry if the end felt rush I’ve been up for a while writing this!!

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Act 1: Season 1

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Act 2: Season 2

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

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Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

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Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

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Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

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Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Act 7: Season 5B

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Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

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Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

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