outline ; “Hi, sorry if I'm bothering you, but could I please request poly Lizzie and Doll (Murder Drones) x transfemme reader fluff? Maybe where the reader is still mostly in the closet but comfortable being herself around them? Thank you. :)”
note ; this mostly ended up being more general fluff than anything specific like the latter part of the request… hope that’s okay, anon 😅
warning(s) ; none, just fluff!
between doll’s aloofness and lizzy’s manipulativeness, it’s safe to say that you won’t have to deal with any snide comments or bullying or bigoted behaviour from any of your classmates — after all, who would want to fuck with the girl with two partners who can and will ruin someone’s life for doing so?
(well… one more literally and the other just socially, but the threat is still palpable nonetheless)
but moving on to lighter stuff…
if you’re really early into your transition when you all start dating then lizzy will be quick to step up to the plate with helpful suggestions for names, nicknames, clothes, makeup brands, hair styles, and so on — drawing from her own experiences going through the rough teen hood journey of self discovery to try and help you skip the worst bits of it
doll is more so the quiet supportive type compared to your other girlfriend — e.g. making a point of only using feminine terms of endearment from her language, taking out bigots and eating them, teaching you both russian so you can shit talk and gossip without being eavesdropped on, etc.
lizzy pretty much only ever calls you ‘babe’ or ‘cutie’, and maybe your name if she’s trying to get it into someone’s thick head that they’re getting it wrong, while doll calls you ‘zayka’ and ‘lyubimaya’ and lizzy ‘solnyshko’, ‘milaya’, or her name
lizzy will help you do your hair and makeup while doll will lend a hand when you choose what you’re going to wear each day — and she has a shockingly good eye for what clothes will flatter you (and the look your other girlfriend is giving you)
being close to lizzy pretty much guarantees that you’ll end up being one of the popular girls yourself — if you’re more of an introvert, however, you’ll have to talk her into letting you hide out with doll during school hours and saving your couple (throuple?) stuff until after hours
outline ; “I see you’re accepting hollow knight requests…
Never expected that to happen. Like, ever. I rarely see any hollow knight x reader fanfics written because the whole thing about bugs x reader (especially in a smut way) freaks people out.
BUT NOT ME, BABE.
I’m so happy! I thought I was the only one catching romantic feeling for fucking BUGS. And real angsty ones at that.
Requesting headcanons of a reader who’s friends with the nail masters Oro, Sheo, and Mato. The three brothers are competing for your love and want to ask you to be their mate, but they don’t realize that reader actually loves the three of them, so they decide to be in a poly relationship with you (the nail masters are brother by the way)! Sheo is definitely chill about it, but I feel like Mato and Oro would be arguing with each other 25/8 and they’d probably be fighting to the death for you while you’re just hanging out with Sheo and painting.
I know you have a ton of requests pending, especially for the Pokémon fandom. Really happy you’re accepting for the Pokémon fandom AND the Hollow Knight fandom! I’m glad you’re a very open minded writer here. It’s a lot of writing for so many people so make sure you take breaks and remember that no one’s gonna hate you if you don’t post 50 stories in one day. You have a life of your own and we get it! Take care! 🙂”
note ; it’s been a while since i’ve written for this fandom so this’ll probably be a bit shaky. also this was written a few months back — i have since left the fandom and am no longer accepting requests for it.
warning(s) ; none, just fluff!
The three brothers have been competing for your love, for the right to be your chosen mate, since the four of you were mere larvae — so you quietly accepting all three of them as your partners would be quite the shock and something that would require a decent adjustment period for them (with sheo being the one who took to your decision with the most ease)
and for your part you had the privilege — and the nightmare, at times — of learning and adjusting to how each of the three masters approached you and your relationship
for example mato shows his love for you primarily through spending time with you — dates, cohabitation, sparring, even accompanying you out as you run errands. quality time is vital to moto and he wants nothing more than to be with you (and his brothers too, but that’s beside the point)
while oro takes the more indirect route of dedicating his training and fights and victories to you. growing stronger and stronger, and in the process proving his worth as a warrior in his own right and his worth and capabilities as your mate in the process. he wants to be able to protect you, to carry your burdens as his own, and that is how he shows his love for you
and sheo, naturally, uses his art as a medium to express his feelings for you. painting masterpiece after masterpiece dedicated to his beloved muse and mate, using different mediums to portray the different parts and aspects of you that he finds beautiful in the hopes of earning your praise and adoration in return
the way they view and approach physical affection with you is yet another point where your three boyfriends differ
with sheo being, unquestionably, the most overtly affectionate of the three and the most willing to engage in pda unless he’s actively fighting
while oro limits himself to a chaste peck on the cheek or handholding in public and keeps his more overt displays of affection to the privacy of your home
and mato is the least affectionate and will only be tactile with you when you’re completely alone and when you initiate it
even the pet names they use for you differs immensely between them
mato defaults to more classic sounding pet names like ‘darling’ or ‘sweetheart’
and sheo has a list of pet names about as long as his arm, alternating between artsier sounding terms of endearment like ‘(my) muse’ and ‘my life’ and more modern grounded ones like ‘dear’ depending on his mood
and oro just calls you by your first name, or maybe a nickname he’s been calling you since you were kids if he’s in an exceptionally good mood
oro and mato bicker the most of the three and will sometimes try and drag you into their arguments — which is why you usually end up spending more time with sheo
given that you’ve all known each other for years you all have plenty of blackmail on each other, which is coincidentally the best way for you to get all three of your boyfriends to start behaving
oro’s favourite place to kiss you is your lips, mato’s favourite place to kiss you is your hands, and sheo’s favourite place to kiss you is your neck
character(s) ; black forest cookie, wedding cake cookie
outline ; “hello!!!! the new wedding update has changed my brain forever and im so in love with the two new gorgeouussss ladies 💔 genuinely the sapphicism is OFFFF the charts its insane,,, so that being said can i please !! request wedding cake + black forest w/ fem!reader poly headcanons? you can choose whether it's sfw or not ^^ (im over 18!)
thank you so much!! ♡♡”
warning(s) ; none, just fluff!
this relationship may not be the most conventional — what with black forest cookie’s unwavering faith and role as the future cake bride and all — but that doesn’t mean that it’s any less loving or affectionate for this fact.
wedding cake cookie primarily shows her love for you two through acts of service — which includes her doing little things to make each of your lives easier as well as engaging in more grand gestures when she gets the time to plan them in between her work for grand mariage.
e.g. she’s the type of girlfriend to surprise you on your lunch break at work with a bag of your favourite sweet treats because she knows you’ve been having a rough go of it lately. the type of girlfriend who gets super intense about party and event planning, taking over all the details so you two don’t have anything to worry about and somehow managing to tailor everything to be a perfect blend of each of your personal tastes. the type of girlfriend who loves when you two surprise her with a random visit at work with her favourite drink and a homemade meal when you know she’ll be too busy to grab something to eat herself. the type of girlfriend who, when you show off just how much about her that you’ve memorised over the years, will get all teary-eyed and shower you both with affection.
black forest cookie, meanwhile, leans more so into physical touch and words of affirmation when it comes to showing the two of you just how strongly she feels for you both.
for example, she’s the type of girlfriend who always greets you with a kiss on the cheek and a smile that’s so warm and intense that it borders on infectious. the type of girlfriend who only ever truly relaxes when she’s squished between you and wedding cake cookie, wrapped up securely in your arms and so content that she’s damn near purring. the type of girlfriend who thrives when you shower her in compliments and who gets bashful in the most wonderful way when you both team up and start showing and telling her how much you love her. the type of girlfriend who will absolutely melt whenever you or wedding cake cookie start playing with her hair
wedding cake cookie tends to lean towards more traditional, almost formal, pet names for you both (e.g. ‘darling’ for you and ‘sweetheart’ for black forest cookie, and ‘my loves’ used interchangeably for you both)
black forest cookie, meanwhile, either calls you both by your actual names or will default to terms of endearment that emphasise your relationship to her (e.g. ‘my dear’ for you and ‘my sweet’ for wedding cake cookie, or vice versa depending on her mood)
not counting her lips, wedding cake cookie’s favourite places to be kissed are on her temples and the nape of her neck. her favourite places to kiss you are your fingertips and eyelids, and her favourite places to kiss black forest cookie are her palms and her cheeks
her kisses are sweet and chaste, but still satisfying and flustering in their own right. done with intention, with purpose, and just a little bit of flair before she rushes off to get back to whatever she’s doing (and always punctuated with a compliment that never fails to leave you flustered)
on the other hand, black forest cookie’s favourite places to be kissed are on her neck and hands. her favourite places to kiss you are on your forehead and your knuckles, and her favourite places to kiss wedding cake cookie are on the backs of her hands and between her eyebrows (which she will brush her hair aside to do).
her kisses are messy, passionate, and frantic — and there’s never going to be just one more; she’ll keep smothering you with kisses until you’re lightheaded and physically pushing her back a bit to catch your breath
wedding cake cookie, naturally, tends to prefer more extravagant and ornate dates — the type where you all get to dress up, go out, show off a bit, and have fun together as a triad — whereas black forest cookie appreciates quieter more private dates a bit more (e.g. star gazing, movie nights at home, late night walks, etc.). both have their place in your relationship and you end up cycling between the two depending on how everyone’s feeling at the time (and how busy wedding cake cookie is as there are times where she just straight up doesn’t have enough free time to go on longer dates with you two)
while both of your girlfriends can get jealous on occasion, of the two black forest cookie is the one who experiences jealousy much more often and she’s much more obvious about it. while wedding cake cookie might just get a bit short and a bit more judgemental towards the other person (and will crap talk them when they’re out of hearing range), black forest cookie will cling to your side and make it abundantly clear that the two of you are taken and that the other person needs to back off (usually by unsettling them until they leave, but she’s also not above threatening them if she feels especially upset about whatever’s going on)
black forest cookie loves sleeping between you and wedding cake cookie — smother her, crush her, cling to her, she doesn’t care as long as she gets to fall asleep surrounded by your arms and your perfumes and all of that — and wedding cake cookie doesn’t mind where she ends up sleeping in bed, but she does tend to wake up early and so that lends itself to a habit of sleeping on either side of you both
wedding cake cookie has a picture of the three of you together hung up, pride of place, in grand mariage and she gets the prettiest smile whenever one of her clients asks her about it or compliments it — she’s very much so the bragging type and could easily spend hours rambling about how wonderful her girlfriends (future wives) are if she doesn’t keep herself in check
you will often catch black forest cookie staring at you or wedding cake cookie (or even both of you) with what can only be described as ‘heart eyes’ whenever she thinks you’re not looking at her. you both just look so pretty she can’t help it!!
(Just something really small because I kinda wanted to write another teeny little poly.)
You lay in Chanyeol’s embrace as he sleeps, your smaller body tucked into his as Baekhyun makes himself comfy on the other side of you to drape his arm over the both of you, pressing a light kiss against your shoulder before nestling his head down into the crook of your neck. As time passes by and Baekhyun drifts off as well, the comforting heat from both of your boyfriends cuddling you relaxes you enough to finally rest too.
A non-tumblr friend requested “Someone coming home after a long trip and feeling appreciated.”
I aim to please.
“What time is it?”
“The clock is literally right in front of you.”
Eva glared angrily at the clock on the DVD player and sighed. “She was supposed to be back like an hour ago!” she complained.
“I’ve been well informed of this fact,” Jack said blandly, and he buried himself back in his book. In all honesty, he was starting to feel a tad anxious himself, but at least he wasn’t the one who’d been pacing relentlessly for the past ninety minutes. “Look, there was probably just a lot of traffic.”
Eva threw herself into a chair with yet another heavy sigh. “I mean yeah, but still…” She fidgeted around so her legs were sticking up over the back of the chair, her head hanging off the edge of the seat. “It’s been like four days!”
“We’ve made it through longer before. It’s not like these extended deliveries are anything new.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t like it any more then either.” Eva rolled sideways out of the chair, sprawling undignified on the floor.
“Look, just-- find some way to entertain yourself, okay? She’ll get back whenever she gets back.”
Just then, a car door slammed shut from somewhere out in the street. Just like with every other time before, both Jack and Eva’s heads snapped up immediately to stare at the door. After several moments in which the door continued to not open, they both huffed their disappointment and settled back to their own distractions.
It was almost twenty minutes later before they heard another car door, followed soon after by a slight jingle of keys on the walk up to the house.
“RIS!” Eva shouted, and just about bowled over Jack to get to the door first. She flipped over the deadbolt and flung the door open just as Ris had been about to unlock it, effectively yanking the key out of Ris’ hand.
“Eva--oohf!” Ris almost immediately found herself the target of a near-ballistic hug, her girlfriend’s head hitting her squarely in the chest. She reeled for a second, trying to regain her footing, then ruffled Eva’s hair affectionately. “I take it I was missed, huh?”
Jack was standing slightly off to one side, more or less waiting his turn. “Yeah, it was a pretty boring weekend without you. Just wasn’t the same.”
Ris personally had little patience for this ‘taking turns’ nonsense. “Jack, get over here.” Before he could even respond, she hooked him around the torso and hauled him in for a bear hug.
Jack pretended to resist the hug for about half a second, before he gave in and buried his face in Ris’ shoulder. “Okay, so maybe we really missed you a lot,” he mumbled.
Ris chuckled slightly and gave Jack a tight squeeze, eliciting a faint squeak. “I’m glad to hear it. But we should probably get out of the doorway, y’know? Or at least just close the door, one way or another.”
“Oh yeah,” Jack said, pulling himself reluctantly out of the hug. A split second later his face brightened again. “Hey, there’s some soup still on the stove--I’ve been keeping it warm since dinner.”
“Is it the chicken soup?”
“Yeah!”
“Well damn.” Ris paused just to set her backpack down, which Eva immediately snatched up and carried back to the bedroom. “I don’t think I’ve ever actually gotten to try it--you two only ever make it when I’m not around.”
“Well, this batch came out a little more onion-y than usual, so…”
“Nah, I’m sure it’ll be fine.” Ris started digging through the dishrack for a clean soup spoon. “Another scoop’d be good too. Haven’t had a chance to eat since lunch.”
“Traffic that bad?” Eva asked, suddenly appearing on top of one of the counters to pull a box of crackers out of the cabinet.
“Yeah, some dingbat had to go and get in an accident in the middle of a construction zone,” Ris explained between mouthfuls of soup. “Shut down basically all the traffic in that direction.”
“Aw dang.” Eva made a face. “Anyone hurt?”
“Honestly, I didn’t even see. By the time traffic started moving enough that I could get close to where the accident had been, they’d pretty much cleared the scene already.”
By this time, Ris had basically finished her bowl. “I can get you some more if you want,” Jack offered, standing up.
“Nah, I’m good for now. I am gonna make you fix that again though.”
Eva snorted. “Well, maybe we’d cook for you more often if you’d quit always chasin’ us out of your kitchen.”
Ris didn’t even dignify that with a response. “Now I don’t know about you,” she announced to no one in particular, “but I am tired.”
“Hmmm.” Eva smirked. “So is that something we’re expected to help you with? Or what?” Ris just stuck her tongue out at her.
“That new Planet Earth episode did come out while you were gone,” Jack suggested. “We haven’t watched it yet.”
“Falling asleep to the dulcet tones of Sir David Attenborough?” Ris grinned. “I like how you think.”
Within seconds, the small colony of footstools had been pushed in front of the couch and a mess of blankets deployed in the shape of a nest, while Ris pulled the newest episode up on the tv screen. Climbing into the center of the pile, Ris hooked one arm around Jack and the other around Eva, pulling them in tight as the episode opened onto a desert scene. Eva hummed appreciatively, immediately curling up into a tight ball against Ris’ side, while Jack more or less just melted against her shoulder. Ris just smiled, and settled back to enjoy the peace and the warmth as her two datemates’ breathing gradually slowed and steadied.
Even more gradually, her own breathing started to slow as well, until all three were breathing in unison, with the quiet sounds of David Attenborough narrating in the background.
This is one of the first pieces of fluff I wrote with these three. Still one of my favorites.
In which Eva’s short attention span and hyperactivity backfires on her.
Jack Murphy had been sprawled out on the couch fairly peacefully for the last hour, his head resting more or less comfortably in Eva’s lap. Eva, for her part, was leaning against a pile of pillows at least as big as she was, one hand idly petting Jack’s hair while the other fiddled aimlessly with her phone.
Unfortunately for Jack, Eva was getting bored.
“Hey. Hey Jack.” She poked him. “Hey Jack, do you wanna hear a joke?”
“No.”
“Yeah you do. Here goes: ¿Por qué es un pez tan perezoso?”
“Eva, you know I don’t speak spanish.”
Eva ignored him. “¡Porque hace nada!” she exclaimed, complete with jazz hands.
Jack groaned. “I don’t even know what means but I still hate you for it.”
“No you don’t.”
“Whatever,” Jack grumbled, and rolled back over.
Eva let the silence stand for almost a full five minutes. Almost.
Jack opened his other eye, if only to glare more effectively. “Why did you wake me up?”
“Becaaaaause...you’re cute.”
Jack rolled his eyes.
“Aaaaaaaaand I want to kiss your face.”
“Nope. Not allowed.”
“I think it is.”
“No, because I’m gonna escape you,” Jack said, already sliding sideways off the couch.
Eva grabbed him by the shoulders and hauled him back into her lap. “You can’t escape. You’re pinned.” She immediately began peppering Jack’s face with kisses.
“Ewwww, gross,” Jack complained, still trying to squirm away.
“Oh shoosh, you love it.”
“I refuse to even--did you just lick my nose?”
Eva cackled. “And what are you gonna do about it?”
Just before the whole mess devolved into a slapfight, Ris wandered into the room. “Are you two being gross again?” she asked.
“Ris, shut up and get your butt over here,” Eva said, stretching out one arm.
“Can’t. I’m doing shit.”
“That’s always your excuse.”
“Yeah, but I’ve actually been of help to civilization.”
“You’ve been playing video games for the past two hours,” Eva pointed out flatly.
“I was playing Civ.”
“Neeeeeeerd,” Jack cut in.
“Okay but the point is--” Eva cut in over both of them, “--the point is that you should come over here, and sit on the couch with us. And we should make out. Because I’m bored. And mostly because you’re cute.”
“That’s always your excuse,” Ris deadpanned.
“Oh, for God’s sake, just kiss the girl,” Jack said. “Lord knows she’s never gonna shut up until you do.”
Ris rolled her eyes. “Fine, whatever.”
“Who knows?” Jack rambled. “Maybe you’ll even distract her long enough I can actually finish my nap.”
Ris poked him in the leg. “You’re in the way. Move.”
“No.”
“Have it your way,” Ris shrugged, and picked Jack up bridal-style.
“You know,” Jack commented dryly, “I always forget that you can do that.”
“I’m not sure how,” Eva said.
Ris smirked. “So who’s the nerd now?”
“Still you,” Jack grumbled.
“So we kissing now or what?” Eva asked.
“I am,” Ris shrugged and walked off, still carrying Jack.
“Wait, what?” Eva gave her best sad-puppy impression, to little effect. “Why?”
“I could hear your jokes from across the house,” Ris called back over her shoulder. “Por qué es un pez perezoso my ass. This was a rescue mission.”
“That was plenty funny,” Eva sulked, flopping herself dramatically across the couch.
Ris ignored her, and made off victorious with her new catch.
