The wives taking their girlfriend on an afternoon walk 🫶🏻 inspired by my most recent fic I Kissed A Girl. Basically a ‘what-if’ Briar was put to sleep one-hundred years ago and was kissed awake by Darling on accident, resulting in them being married before ever attending Ever After High.
I never thought Briarling could be so soft, but it is. And the Brapple/Dappling yearning is crazy.
This is just a sketch, I kinda want to clean it up but I’m so lazy and I don’t have the energy today. So please enjoy them 🥹
I was wondering how the Saja Boys would deal with 'fans' who didn't approve of them being in a relationship or told MC she was greedy for having 5 bfs
Struggles
Saja Boys x Rumi’s Sister! Reader
A/N: Thank you guys for the birthday wishes! This one isn’t very long because I feel like haters wouldn’t really be something the MC or the Saja Boys care about very much…? Like, the Boys are fully aware that they are demons and not great people but they’re there and the MC is just there to perform and share her music because she loves doing it.
Synopsis: Haters have made their opinions of your relationship with the boys abundantly clear which leads to a soft, serious conversation about whether it’s okay for you to be dating five men at once.
“Alright, great practice guys! There’s snacks and drinks in the corner if you guys are planning on staying but I gotta get up early for a shoot so I’m heading out now!”
“Woah, woah, woah,” Bobby slid in front of you as you turned to make your way to the front entrance to meet your driver. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“Uhm,” You furrowed your brow in confusion at the man, “Preferably, to go home to sleep in a bed.”
Bobby had a strained smile on his lips as he turned you around to make your way to the back entrance, “You don’t wanna go out the front then. Somebody made a mess out front and we’re still cleaning it up!”
Confused, you spun out of his hold and went back to your usual route to the front, “It’s fine, Bobby, I’m just gonna jump in a car. The boys are already waiting for me to get home.”
He paused, “The boys are out front?”
You also stopped short, turning slowly to look at him, “Yesss…?”
Bobby took off, already dialing a number on his phone, “We might need lion containment out front—!”
You followed him, “Bobby! What’s going on…?” You trailed off as you came out of the entrance.
Oh…
Several poster boards and posters had been propped up against the entrance of the building. The boys were spread out, their arms crossed over their chests and cold looks on their faces as they examined the posters like they were at an especially infuriating museum.
Turning and taking a step back, you took in what was on the posters. The first one was a photo of you with devil horns and a scribbled out face, the words ‘cAN ShE sPReaD HEr LeGs ANy furThER?’ Written in harsh black lettering on it.
Your stomach sank.
Another said, ‘four too little? Six too many? Five just right?’ Some were just pictures of you with the words ‘slut’ or ‘whore’ written on it. Some weren’t as aggressive, a poster of the boys with the words, ‘I feel bad for the Saja Boys. Saja Boys deserve better than (Y/n)!’
Your face was also cold as you joined your boys in looking at what all these people had to say. What made you mad though were some of the posters about your boys.
A picture of you with all the bruises makeup couldn’t cover circled in red, the question ‘Consensual?’ underneath. Pictures where you looked uncomfortable in different situations sharing the same question. ‘(Y/n) deserves better!’ ‘Stop hogging (Y/n)!’ ‘Release the leash!’ ‘Not worthy!’
Quietly, the six of you climbed into the car, the boys following behind you and a team of security watching from just within the building. Bobby worriedly watched after the car as it drove away to the apartment.
None of you said anything. You all simply sat in silence.
When you all got to the apartment, you all entered and sat around the living area. There were too many thoughts going through your heads, impulses to be restrained, emotions to be sorted through.
“Is it weird to have five boyfriends? Is it greedy?” You eventually asked them. “You guys do deserve better. A girlfriend that can dedicate all her attention to a single one of you instead of dividing it between five men…”
“No,” Kwan shook his head, rolling his jaw, “You’ve never once made any of us feel like we were getting less than another, it just means you have enough room in your heart to love five partners.”
Chungae rested his head on your leg, “Yeah, they’re just jealous, sweetheart. That’s on them and not you.”
“They’re also delusional,” Jum added, crunching a sucker between his teeth, “They think that if you weren’t in the picture then they could delude themselves into thinking that they had a chance with any of us but they don’t and they never will.”
You blinked at the brutal words that left the maknae’s lips. “Well damn,” You said. Then you turned your head to look at them, “You guys know that you’re worthy of me, right?”
Hyeon snorted. “No, we’re not.”
You gave him the most offended expression you could because that was your boyfriends he was talking about, excuse him. Jinu, with a little amused quirk to his lips, continued on, “We know we’re not worthy of all the love and kindness you give us, pretty girl. But we try our best to give you all the love and acceptance and kindness you deserve because you chose us despite all our flaws.”
Kwan lifted his shoulder in a little half-shrug, “So, their words don’t really offend us. It’s mainly the ones questioning the consent of our relationship and shaming you for dating us that has us all pissed.”
Jum perked up, looking at Jinu, “Can we write a diss track?”
You also perked up, “We could make it a collab!”
“Right after we burn all the trash outside the building though, right?” Chungae added.
“And make a statement against all the haters,” Hyeon chimed in as well.
Jinu nodded, “Yes yes and yes. Not strictly in that order though. Tonight we’ll have a small night to ourselves. Okay, pretty girl?” Jinu asked you to see if you were feeling better.
You nodded, smiling at your sweet boyfriends, “Yeah, okay.”
Chungae smiled, “Good.” He leaned up to peck your lips and you ran your fingers through his hair, grateful for all of them.
But you would definitely be doing something to make sure they knew that they were completely worthy of your love.
A/N: Yeah I have no clue but I hope you guys liked it!
Outtakes:
Security: “So, what should we do with all of this stuff…?”
Bobby: “Honestly? They’ll probably want it to burn later.”
Security: “Can we make it a company event? Because we wanna burn it too.”
Bobby: “…”
Bobby: *also wants to see it burn* “Sure, why not.”
…
Polytr/x: “They did WHAT?!”
You: “Yeah! I know! They put out a bunch of posters about how our relationship isn’t consensual and the boys aren’t worthy of me—!”
Polytr/x: “No no no, not that. They put posters saying WHAT about you?!”
You: *still working on self worth* “Oh yeah.”
…
Fan: “How dare you?! What kind of audacity made you think it was okay to insult our goddess!?”
Fake Fan: “She shouldn’t have five boyfriends, it’s not right for her!”
Another medieval pride flag piece for polyamorous pride! 💙🖤❤️ I wanted to spend some more time making the background more ornate and interesting and making my colour palettes feel a bit more cohesive and warm now that I've switched to Procreate after using Adobe *blegh* for so long.
