#polyverse thoughts

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MOOOOO

Okay, i may be biased, but Noah and facial hair? *screaming* All i can think about is Holly riding his face now, how can I not?

-YFT

DUUUUUUUUDE I CANT TAKE THIS ANY MORE

It's like you're in my head btw

We got Holly and Noah--THIS SCRUFFY NOAH--with Noah being a munch menace halfway finished in my docs right now

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Mo.

Nicholas pictures.

Holly straddling him in the green room, all the boys watching with slacked jaws because it was so obviously her way of saying my attention is on you and nobody else while she kisses him breathless.

-YFT

Their green rooms in those arenas are so big time now!! Omg. Lots of thoughts with those and I may or may not be writing one now with the other Nick 🫣

BUT THIS ONE... Ugh

They don't do it a lot, right? They get each other the most, but she just loves him so much and sometimes she can't help herself. The way she's a little giggly slipping into his lap and he's running his hands up her thighs, teasing "What are you up to?"

Her playing with his chain and closing the distance as she sighs, "Nothing" and kisses him.

They're so in love with each other it makes me sick

--I say as if I didn't write them that way

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Good morning, my lovely beautiful amazing bestie,

I have been plagued by a Holly and Folio thought that I needed to share with you ☺️ (you know how they live rent free in my head always)

I woke up thinking about Holly stopping by Matt and Folio’s room the morning after a show night, drink carrier in hand with their favorite coffees/drinks. Maybe it’s become a ritual by now, something for her to do (or an excuse to see them).

Matt’s the one that answers the door after her soft knock. It’s early, but not offensively so. He greets her with a sleepy smile, but he’s up, dressed, and ready to head out, taking his drink from her in exchange for a good morning kiss.

But Folio? He’s still sound asleep in his bed. He must’ve stayed up too late the night before because he’s out. It looks like he had a fight with the bedding in the night and lost. Matt rolls his eyes and tells her, “Good luck. I already tried waking him up.”

She can’t help but giggle at the sight, setting Folio’s coffee down on the nightstand between the beds. When the door clicks shut as Matt leaves, she toes off her shoes and slips under the covers.

She wiggles in close like she’s done many times before, but he doesn’t stir when she slides her body next to his. She melts into his warmth and presses her face between his shoulder blades, breathing in his scent through his cotton t-shirt. He snores a bit louder, telling her he’s still in a deep sleep.

Holly knows they’ve had to adapt to tour life, catch sleep whenever they can, but she’s impressed how hard of a sleeper he can be. He doesn’t even react when she slips her arm around his waist and holds the softness of his relaxed belly. She holds him and nuzzles into his neck, listening to the flutters of his breath until she loses track of time.

She gives it or her temptation and places soft kisses on the nape of his neck, brushing her lips across his hair. He gives her a soft hum, but it’s not enough to wake him. Her hand wanders lower, exploring below his navel, discovering that he's already hard and tenting his boxers. At first she traces around the outline of his cock, realizing that he’s extremely hard. If he was awake, he’d be groaning a complaint. She palms him a little more deliberately, and his body responds, causing his hips to rock, chasing the pressure of her hand.

Holly whispers against the shell of his ear, “Folio…”

A raspy sound echoes in his chest, but he stays asleep. She decides to slip her fingers under the waist band of his boxers. His cock is hot to the touch, suede-soft but slightly tacky against her hand from the beads of pre-cum leaking out. She swipes her thumb over his slit, spreading it around the tip. “Gotta wake up, baby.”

The action gets a more conscious groan out of him as his hips grind against the bed, but she keeps her body pressed close. She's been on the other side of this dynamic with each of them more times than she can count, but there’s something about his vulnerability that turns her on, soaked and ready. She wraps her fingers around his thick shaft and squeezes harder.

A breathy whimper escapes, “…Holly.”

She starts stroking him, a slow, easy rhythm —nothing too aggressive that would overstimulate him yet— and the stuttered breaths he makes are satisfying. He grunts quietly, curses muffled against the crisp, hotel pillow. His cock throbs desperately in his grasp, and she knows well enough to know it won’t take long to get him to finish.

But maybe you can decide what she would do next 🤭

🎶I know who you aaaaaarrrrreeee🎶

First of all, this was rude (amazing, awesome, wonderful) to get still half asleep this morning

SECOND OF ALL

Thinking about how she might try to maneuver him to his back because not only is she soaked and ready... her mouth waters at how hard and thick he is in her hand... how heavy he sits on her tongue and she'd *love* to give him a little payback from the time he woke her up just like this.

She probably moves over him, settling in front of him... dancing her fingers along his face because he's always so pretty, but in his sleep like this? He's even more so. Pressing her face to his neck and breathing in that musky sleep smell (you know the one) before she peppers soft kisses along his jaw only for him to breathe out a deep, sleepy sigh and roll to his back.

She can't help her quiet giggle as she moves down the bed and pulls him out of boxers *so gently*. It's not gonna take long at all, but she's licking the little bead of precum from his slit, swirling her tongue around his top before she swallows him down.

It's slow, intimate, the way she bobs her head, letting the weight of him fill her mouth, her throat, looking up at him through teary eyes as he finally wakes up. His sleepy eyes blown wide as he realizes it's real and not just a dream he was having.

She licks him clean after he cums, tucking him back in his boxers before moving up to kiss him. "Good morning"

"Good morning... What are you doing here--not that I'm complaining"

Oh but her nuzzling against his cheek, "I brought you a coffee."

"Coffee and breakfast in bed? Is it my birthday?"

She sits up and giggles, "There's no breakfast, hate to break it to you"

Only for him to pull her back down and roll over her while he plays with the waistband of her leggings. "I don't know what you're talking about... My favorite is right here"

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Please tell me all about the first time Matt and Noah hook up ✨without✨Holly.

Oop. This kinda got way longer than I anticipated 😅

So maybe it starts with Matt being a little frustrated, a little on edge, because Noah has started to be a common guest star in his dreams, right alongside his fucking girlfriend.

It's fine its fine, he can deal with it, especially when he only makes an appearance with Holly.... until he doesn't.

They're recording, Holly hasn't quite been able join them yet and he goes to bed expecting the same old song and dance when Holly doesn't appear at all. No. It's just her boyfriend, and he can't remember much of the dream but he knows it was Noah and he knows it included sex. He woke up hard and fucking leaking, so hard he ached, but he still hasn't quite examined the way he's fooled around (more than once) with one of his best friends--his hook-up buddy/not quite girlfriend's boyfriend--and he doesn't dare do anything about it. He ignores it, wills it away and goes on with his day.

Except now he's an asshole. Very similar to how he was when he realized he wanted Holly and refused to fucking think about it. He's snapping at Noah, telling him to stop being a controlling asshole and let him have the reins for a second. Bitching at Folio for tripping over a run. And for the first time in a long time, Holly's not there to call him out and tell him to get his shit together and stop being a dick.

Noah's cornering him when they get back to the vrbo, following him to his room and shutting the door behind them.

"You wanna tell me what's goin on with you man?"

"M'fine. Now leave me the fuck alone."

But Noah doesn't budge, probably just crosses his arms and leans back against the dresser.

"God. You're just like your fucking girlfriend. You two never know when to leave shit alone."

"Oh, so that's it. Been thinking about her huh?"

And the no out of Matt's mouth is honest. But just like Holly, Noah picks up on that shit. How the tone of his voice changed and the color of his cheeks because god they feel hot.

"Oh."

"Oh? What do you mean oh?"

"It's not her, is it?" He's kicking away from the dresser, stepping into Matt's space, and Matt's positive he's not even thinking when he takes Noah's face in his hands and kisses him.

Noah chuckles against his lips, mumbling a I knew it, but Matt just tells him to shut the fuck up and that's when Noah takes over.

It's almost like a fight as they stumble towards the bed, Matt not quite willing to let Noah have the upper hand but he ends up getting it anyways.

Thinking about the way Matt lands on his back, Noah straddling his lap, tongue in his mouth as he slips his hand into Matt's sweatpants to pull him out of his boxers. Noah's pulling back for a brief second, spitting into his hand so their combined spit eases the way when he starts to stroke him. He's still so worked up from this morning and it doesn't take long for his breathing to become shallow, Noah smiling against his mouth, "you gonna cum for me, man?"

Matt can't help the way that startles a laugh out of him, and he mumbles, "Oh fuck off--" before he cuts off with a sharp gasp as he cums all over Noah's hand.

It takes a minute for his brain to come back before he can have the wherewithall to return the favor.

Thank you so much for asking! 💚

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Folio and Holly smoking a joint singing and dancing to Dragula send tweet

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Can I just say the thot I am having looking at this pic with the polyverse? Noah having his way with Holly while Folio and Nicholas watch 🥵

YOU CAN ALWAYS SAY THOTS LIKE THIS 🤭

Them all coming back from dinner after a long day of recording to find that Holly and Noah (who stayed back) didn't care enough to even try to make it to their bedroom.

Folio and Nick are the first two in and just 🧍🏻‍♂️ seeing them right there in the living room 😌

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I have a soft, angsty kinda hurt/comfort for you, Noah/Nicholas pre-poly and beginning.

I feel like Nicholas accepted what he and Noah had as it was, friendly fucking, getting each other off, no strings attatched in a sense for just friends. Of course, Nicholas just... let it be, never one to complicate things for anyone aside from himself, and he realized a little too quickly that having Noah like that... even though they were friends— best friends— before anything else, something deep inside him yearned, so much like he did with Holly. But of course, he buried it, took what he could get and couldn't figure out why seeing Noah with other people hurt, couldn't figure out why he cried himself to sleep when Noah wasn't with him, how he ever managed touring without the feel of Noah pressed against his side or being able to hug him without feeling critisized. Its something he keeps hidden, so far pushed down that he can maintain the careful calm he can exude around Noah. It isn't until Holly gets involved with both of them that he actually considers the possibility of having Noah, getting to tell him how pretty he looks without laughing it off, getting to hug him without being side eyed, getting to cuddle him without the "excuse" of aftercare— being able to do it just because he could. It probably takes him a while to work up to it, and Holly catches onto it quickly when Nicholas starts being awkward around Noah, not sure of where he stands with Holly in the mix— and even though Holly was involved with him and Noah, that small part of his brain kept saying that he couldn't have that, couldn't do the same, no matter how much he wanted it.

He gets out of his head eventually, between Holly's gentle urging and Noahs sex drive and physical affections, but it takes him a while to accept that Noah is his too, and hes allowed to have him.

-YFT

They're just soft and I love them

I really love this ask, but see.... I don't think there was ever really any awkwardness. At least not with the physical aspect. Like... Nick and Noah were always that™️ way with each other. Noah is his person. Ever since he decided that yep I wanna be friends with this kid, Noah has been his person. Bros that sometimes hook up? Sure. Bros that enjoy a good old fashioned "platonic" cuddle? Absolutely. But they were just friends... Big time in the denial these two.

The "jealous? what? I'm not jealous." But they absolutely were. It's why the whole verse really got started in the first place lmao.

But when Nick finally realizes the feelings, it does throw him off... a little. But it's more of a "oh... oh it's you, too" and it probably has been the whole time. Well, not the whole, whole time, but it's been for a long™️ time.

It's a lot like how it was with Holly... Ignoring every little bit of feelings until it's staring him in the face. But it's doesn't feel like a kick to the teeth, it feels like coming home.

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Nicholas/Holly and Noah/Jolly facetime call for valetines day, where Holly and Noah are getting fucked within an inch of their lives and get to listen to each other cry and beg while Nick and Jolly talk to all of them, telling them how good their being, how good they look spread open at Nick and Jollys mercy.

Happy Valetines Day, Mo!!❤❤

-YFT

Okay but really just thinking about how Holly and Noah are watching each other and getting off on the sounds that they're making. They wish they could be in the same room, together, so they could share sloppy kisses in-between moans.