three way marriage!!!

  • Luffy: Hey Law, I need you to be my boyfriend for my brothers' wedding dinner. Gramps is trying to set me up again
  • Law: Sure, Luffy-ya. Trust me with Cora, I understand an overbearing guardian. Who's getting married Sabo-ya or Ace-ya?
  • Luffy: Both.
  • Law: Oh a double wedding? That's nice. When is it?
  • Luffy: Tonight at Whitebeard's place!
  • Law: Shit, so soon? I got to go rent a tux if I want to convince your family we're dating. I'm going to go get one. I just hope we can pretend for the full night. *leaves*
  • Luffy waving after him: Pretend? Double? Shi shi shi Law's in for a surprise.
Good Girl Ch 37: Our Future Together

“I slept with Jiyong.”

All the silverware clatters on to the table while we all look around confused at the words that just spilled out of her mouth.

“Where the bloody hell did that come from?” Yoongi slams his hands down on the table in anger and confusion. The rest of us just stare at my best friend completely dumbstruck.

She shrugs, “We were talking about our weekend and that’s how mine went.” All eyes on shift to me next waiting for some kind of reaction but I honestly don’t know how to react. Sure, I feel a little betrayed that Jiyong would confess to me then sleep with my best friend but he owes me no loyalty. I’m technically in a committed relationship with twelve men, men that I love with all my heart but still there is a prick in my chest at this news.

“How did that happen?” I finally choke out after a minute.

Jihyo is surprised by my casual follow up question, “I, um, left your room hoping to find you “”`in the living room. Instead I find Jiyong shirtless and one thing led to the next and bam, we’re having sex on his kitchen counter.” Hoseok is choking on his lunch while the others stare at her with distaste.

“Okay children lets go,” Joonie stands up with his tray in his hands but only Yoongi and Hoseok follow. The other three seem far too interested on where this conversation could go, not that I blame them, I’m very interested as well. “I said up,” Joonie kicks their chairs, getting their full attention quickly. “You pervy boys should go back to class and finish your homework, we are going to be out late tonight.”

The youngers nod and grab their things to head back to class but not before I catch Kookie by his shirt, “Kookie-ya.”

I watch the others go ahead as he turns to look at me, “Yea Noona?”

“What are you guys doing this afternoon?” I wonder thinking back to what I heard under the table about them finding out more about Block B.

He shifts uncomfortably under my stare, “Noona, you know you aren’t supposed to ask about stuff like that.”

I sigh, my curiosity is killed, “Nevermind then, go to class like a good boy.”

The nervous boy rushes away and I turn back to Jihyo. “So do you think it’s going anywhere?”

She sighs as she pushes her food around on her plate with her chopsticks, “Nope.”

“Why not?”

She stops and looks up into my eyes, “There are a few reasons, first being that there was this interesting thing that happened during sex where he-“

I stop her before things can get too weird, “I have to see him tomorrow I don’t need to know about his kinks.”

“Stop being so dirty minded, he didn’t do anything kinky he just, um, he called me Beautiful.”

I try not to think much of it and laugh, “Jihyo, you don’t like him because he told you were beautiful? Seriously?”

She rolls her eyes at me, “He didn’t tell me I was beautiful, he called me Beautiful.” We sit there in silence for a minute before I open my mouth to brush it off like it’s not what she’s thinking but she knows me too well. “Don’t you dare say it’s just some nickname he uses on all girls. I asked around and most girls are lucky to get him to look in their direction, I can’t imagine what they would have to do to get him to call them a nice nickname like that.”

“You asked around?”

“Well I asked Daesung and Seungri oppa, Youngbae oppa could barely look at me after he walked in on us during the act.”

I can’t help but laugh at that, “Youngbae walked in on you? That’s hilarious!”

Jihyo joins me in grinning, “He was so dumbstruck, it was kind of cute.” After a solid five minutes of us laughing and making fun of poor Youngbae we quiet down shifting into a more serious mood.

“Number 2?” I wonder.

“We aren’t really compatible.”

I frown, “You guys are exactly a like, how are you not compatible?”

“We are too much alike, we are looking for them same thing in a person.”

“I’m still confused. If you’re looking for the same thing in a person you guys should fit perfectly. What’s the problem?”

She sighs, “The problem is that we aren’t what we are looking for.”

“Oh,” I nod in understanding, feeling like an idiot for not realizing it earlier.

“Yea, oh,” She sighs again, “We are both too dominate for each other. I mean sure, it makes for awesome sex but not a relationship. We want someone who is soft, sweet, maybe with a little fiest but someone who is warm. Someone to come home to after a stressful day of work and have them cooing and loving all over you. Someone like you.”

I gulp at her words, “Me?”

She nods, “We talked about it after. You are our ideal type.”

“Are you hitting on me?”

“When am I not? Seriously though, when things are done with those oppas of yours me, you, and the hot dragon are going to get a three way marriage so you can’t run away from us.”

I stare at her dumbstruck, “Jihyo, you guys did not have this conversation.” I burry my hands in my face in embarrassment.

“We sure did. After I graduate high school and college we will move into his penthouse or where ever he lives at the time. I’ll start up my own company while Jiyong oppa continues with his. We will both work long days, come home tired and crabby, and be welcomed by your sweet face and a home cooked meal. He has dogs but if you want kids we can adopt or something, whatever you prefer. I mean sure, we might have very dramatic fights about who gets your attention first or more but I can live with that.”

“Oh my god.”

“I think that would be a very interesting relationship,” She grins as she looks off into space to picture it.

“Don’t you dare be thinking of anything nasty!” I swat at her.

“But my love,” She teases.

“Did he say that one too?”

She grins, “My little lion. So brave and so cute with your mess of curls.” She ruffles my hair.

“So do you think you’ll see him again?”

“Since he figured out the way to your little heart is threw me, yes.”

“I mean sexually.”

“God I hope so,” She bites her lip at the memory, “He was very impressive”

I cover my ears like a child, “Nothing like that!”

“Next time you can come along, now that would be fucking amazing.”

anonymous asked:

So is the whole 0t3 still happening if Piper and Louis get together because then wouldn't Bree marry her brother in law? I know he's adopted but still...

You know… staying committed to each other does not automatically entail marriage. We can still have ot3 without Bridgette and Dom tying the knot. Maybe Dom and Felix just aren’t the marrying type, or maybe just Bri and Felix get married for legal/custody reasons while Dom is there as their best boyfriend. Ive yet to find a way for three way marriages in the sims anyways, so its important to keep in mind that getting married is not the only way to show commitment and is not for everyone!

Idea for a sitcom:

Two Husbands and A Wife.

One husband is tall. The other is short. The wife is just a wife.

But she’s the only rational character on the show and has to settle the shenanigans her two dopey husbands get into.

prompt by thatweirdgirljess: quarterback!Dean being in love with headcheerleader!Castiel since freshman year. Cas being afraid of just being one of Dean’s flings and repeatedly turning Dean down, until the day Dean is tackled pretty badly and kinda just lays on the ground not moving… Cas abandons his team and runs out onto the field to check on him

Castiel was in the middle of telling his squad that they had to perform to their best today and ignore the rival cheerleading team that were being petty and trying to goad them, when Dean came into his eye line, standing there on the edge of the crowd waiting for Cas to finish. As always, especially before a big game, Dean had a cocky smile on his face, hands in his jacket pockets as he winked over at Castiel.

Fighting the urge to roll his eyes back at him, Castiel finished off his speech, hoping that it would give out some motivation. By the bored looks on the other cheerleaders’ faces, Castiel kind of doubted it. Though he was the head cheerleader, many people always felt the need to unhelpfully tell Castiel that he didn’t, in fact, have much ‘cheer’ in him. Castiel could only assume that he’d gotten the role for his leadership skills more than anything else, though he often second guessed himself there too.

“Hey,” Dean greeted him with a grin when Castiel took the few steps towards him.

“Hello Dean,” Castiel smiled, fiddling with his cheerleading jacket, a nervous habit he always seemed to pick up when he was near Dean, much to Cas’ annoyance, “So,” he ran a hand through his messy hair, “It’s the big game.”

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Same-sex polyamory marriage in Thailand

When will people stop saying “the first”? Do they really think this is the first time a trio’s ever felt the urge to unofficially officiate their relationship?

In what they described as the happiest day of their lives, the three men were suited and booted for the ceremony in which they exchanged rings after walking down the aisle. Bell, From Phitsanulok Province, said: ‘I think we are first three-way same sex males to have a wedding, possibly in the world. Some people may not agree and are probably amazed by our decision, but we believe many people do understand and accept our choice. Love is love, after all.’ Although same-sex marriages are not recognised as legitimate under Thai law, the trio were able to consummate their love under Buddhist law in the symbolic ceremony.

Art, from Chiang Mai Province, met Joke, from Uthai Thani Province, through business and started a relationship after realising their love for each other while working closely together in 2010. Both men knew they were gay before they met and have been living together for the past five years. Meanwhile Bell, who was studying management at Phitsanuloke University, frequently met the couple at parties before the three men realised they all started to have feelings for each other. But after Bell was hospitalised with a congenital disease, the threesome became inseparable leading Joke and Art to propose the idea of a three-way marriage. The only condition was that Joke and Art must ask Bell’s parents for his hand in marriage.

Art said: 'When Bell was in hospital, it became clear that we all had a lot of feelings for each other. We thought what better way to show our love for each other by getting married. It might seem strange to some, but many people understand our bond and the reasons we got married.’

In Thailand, same-sex unions are not legally binding, and lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender (LGBT) persons may face legal challenges on their sexual freedoms as same-sex couples are still frowned upon. However, more LGBT rights are applicable than ever before in the country, one of the most tolerant countries in Asia, with religious groups declaring their support for civil marriages between gay and lesbian couples.

Joke, Bell and Art were joined together under Buddhist Law in a ceremony that was not legally registered. The ceremony included the traditional exchange of vows in which the trio declared their love for each other, and in doing so, agreed to share their home and responsibilities.

According to Joke, same-sex marriages are just as valid as any legally sanctioned ceremony and are treated as such. […] 'Now Thai society has a better understanding of sexual orientation as many same-sex weddings appear on TV, newspapers and social media, we feel more accepted and able to come out. But I don’t believe the world has ever seen three men marry before, this is something new. Most people all around us can accept that and many people have given us their blessing. We love each other and live together like brothers; hopefully this is something the world can understand in the 21st century.’

paintdripps  asked:

Oh and for the married life ask meme, do your favorite ship for The Librarians :)

ONE FAVORITE SHIP??? I- I don’t- How can I-

/lays down the floor crying/

I’m gonna stick with LIT OT3 *_* THREE-WAY MARRIAGE. IT’S A THING.

  • leaves their dirty clothes on the floor: Jake, because he got used to it but is trying to change that particular trait, and Ezekiel, because he doesn’t care about cleaning. (At first, he didn’t do it because he didn’t even have much clothes on him. He runs around, okay? So when he first started leaving clothes around, Jake and Cassie high-fived and cooked a feast for celebration.)
  • forgets to run the dish washer: Ezekiel. He got banned on dish duty soon enough. Cassie forgets it sometimes too, though. She gets distracted by droplets of water or the formation of birds outside the window. (Jake and Ezekiel watches her fondly from the kitchen door.)
  • pumps gas for the car: Jake. Mostly. Because he’s the oldest and it makes him feel manly.
  • drives when they’re going somewhere: Funny story… Cassandra took over the car somewhere along the way, especially when it’s for long rides. Jake sleeps behind them as Zeke and Cassie fights over the music.
  • rearranges the furniture: Strangely enough, the furnitures are always moving. Whether it’s because of new Art that Jake is acquiring and finding a place in the house, or because Cassandra is finding a way to utilize the light coming outside better, or because Ezekiel is plotting a clean escape route from their bedroom… There are LOTS of reasons.
  • falls asleep with the TV on: Ezekiel. It’s horrible, because the other two don’t even like watching TV. They just do it for Ezekiel. SOMETIMES. Very few times. (They marathoned Star Trek and Doctor Who once though.)
  • gets to use the bathroom first: Cassandra. Jake is gentlemanly and Ezekiel wakes up late.
  • decides the temperature for the ac/heater: Cassandra. They let her be as comfortable as she wants. Because she is their queen.
  • sets up holiday decorations: It’s a group effort \o/ They all love the holidays!!!
  • leaves the lights on: It’s always on because either Ezekiel is going home late or Cassandra is staying up because something is going on in her mind.
  • uses the bathroom with the door open: No one.
  • fixes the plumbing (or calls the plumber): Jake! He’s their handyman. He can fix everything! (Except the wi fi. And the computer. And the TV… okay, Ezekiel is in charge of the gadgets.)
If The Whole World Has Forgotten, The Song Remembers When

Beta: black-john-lennon

Rating: PG 

Spoilers: 6x02

Summary:  In avoiding the New Directions Kitty runs right into the one person who understands.  

Characters: Kitty, Blaine

Author’s Note: It’s no secret that Anderwilde was one of my favorite dynamics of seasons 4&5.  With as mean as Kitty is, she’s always exempted Blaine from it. (Manstruating is pretty tame insult by Kitty’s standards) So with both of them being angry at New Directions for various reasons and both of them separated from the Homecoming stuff I wondered what would happen if they happened to see each other. Also I need one of the graduates to say “we fucked up and we should have helped the new kids” and figured Blaine would be the one to do that. 

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antongarou  asked:

Question about the world of October Daye: Are there formalized polyamorous relationships in Faerie? I mean something that is essentially three way(for example) marriage not consort and concubines.

There are.

bagera69  asked:

Tony/Steve/Bucky, where Steve walks in on Tony and Bucky planning a romantic/sexy birthday for him.

ETA: Oh, fuck, I totally misread the prompt, Bagera D: D: I hope this is ok? I wrote Bucky in Steve’s position. D: 

Title: Put A Ring On It
Rating: PG
Summary: Bucky doesn’t like what he’s hearing, but he’d rather end it cleanly than feel this way for months. 
Warnings: THIS GOT A LITTLE EMOTIONAL. Promise there’s a happy ending. 

It wasn’t easy, being the screwup in a relationship with one other person, let alone two. 

Steve wouldn’t let him say that, of course. He’d say Bucky wasn’t a screwup and that he didn’t like that kind of talk; Tony would agree that it must be terrible to be Steve’s long-lost true love and more charming than Captain America and Iron Man put together. 

But the point was, Steve was Captain America, the best man Bucky had ever known, and Tony was Iron Man, a rich, good-looking genius, and Bucky was just the fuckup who got himself captured by Hydra and had one less arm than he ought to. It didn’t matter that Tony found his prosthetic fascinating or that Steve looked at him like he was an actual miracle from God. Bucky knew the truth, and he knew that his presence in both of their lives was due more to a blind spot in Steve’s vision than his deserving to be there. 

Steve and Tony had been secretive lately, too, talking more when he wasn’t in the room, spending more time than usual in Tony’s workshop, exchanging glances at meals. It wasn’t — it didn’t feel like they’d grown tired of him, which he was looking out for and expecting. It just felt like maybe they were drawing together, and they were leaving him behind. 

He’d had Steve first, in dark hidden corners and silent moments back in the war and before that, in Brooklyn — but Tony had been with Steve for a year before he even knew Bucky was still alive, had helped him get over Bucky if it came to that. He didn’t blame Steve for having mourned him and moved on. And those two were so volatile; Steve and Bucky were solid and easy together, Bucky and Tony had a lot of fun together, but Steve and Tony were intense

“Well, I don’t know, Tony!” he heard Steve say as he walked into the penthouse that Tony had summarily, strangely, and without asking forcibly moved them into. Tony all over, but Steve hadn’t minded and Bucky liked it here, so it was just as well.

He wasn’t meant to be home for another hour or two, but he hadn’t felt like sticking around for group therapy after the veterans’ luncheon, so he’d ditched out and caught a cab back to the Tower. 

It sounded like they were arguing. It sounded like they were in bed, which — Steve had insisted, if they did this, if they shared each other, they shared. Nobody had sex unless everybody was there, and wanted to, or said it was okay. So if they were, without him… 

“You think I do?” Tony replied. “You’ve been with him for decades, I’ve been with him for six months." 

Bucky frowned. It sounded like they were talking about him.

"I know, but we never — we didn’t talk about it, Tony. You didn’t, back then, it’s not like now, there wasn’t any…any pillow talk.”

“He’s not much of a talker anyway,” Tony said, sounding grim. Oh, God, did they want him to…talk more? During sex? Or just in general?

His stomach rolled, acid pouring into it. He could fix this, if he knew what was wrong. There was time to hold onto them for another few months, at least. 

“Don’t you dare pester him, Tony.”

“I wasn’t going to pester! I could do it sexily. I’m good at sexy interrogation.”

“Please, please do not.”

“Fine, but we still have a problem." 

Bucky inhaled, because on the one hand — he could try to fix this, keep them for another few months, but not if he felt like this the whole time, knowing they were just marking time. 

"I can make it easier on you,” he said, stepping into the bedroom. They weren’t in bed, at least — they were sitting at Steve’s drafting table in the corner, studying papers and Tony’s laptop. Their heads whipped up.

“Buck!” Steve said. “You weren’t supposed to — ”

“It’s okay,” Bucky said, consciously keeping his hands from forming fists. “It is, really,” he added, because Tony’s eyes were wide, mouth in a small ‘o’ of surprise. “I get it. I’ll — I understand, you don’t need to make a production.”

“Of course we do,” Steve said, sounding confused. “It’s important — ”

“It’s not that important,” Bucky shook his head. “I mean, yes, it’s not — I’d like to stay friends, but I might need some…some time…”

Panic scrabbled at his chest, but Steve didn’t try to convince him, Tony didn’t try to sweet-talk him. They both looked…confused.

“Well,” Tony said slowly. “If you really don’t want a party, that’s okay, but we were planning something pretty great for after. Or, we were planning to plan something.”

“A party?” Bucky asked. The world was a little white around the edges. 

“For your birthday?” Steve ventured. “We were thinking maybe — I mean I was thinking something here at the Tower — ”

“Will you tell him bowling would be so much funnier,” Tony interrupted. “The Avengers, bowling! Picture this!" 

"And we will come up with something romantic,” Steve added. “Just the three of us. For after. But I don’t — I mean I know you like what we do, and of course you don’t have to tell us, but if there’s anything you’d especially like?”

“A fantasy,” Tony added. Bucky felt a little lightheaded. “We could tell you ours. Not because we want to do them, just to make it seem less weird. Or does that make it more weird?”

“This was about my birthday,” Bucky said. He’d forgotten he was even having one.  

“What did you think it was about?” Steve asked. 

“You leaving me,” Bucky blurted, hands starting to shake. “I thought you were trying to — ”

Tony reached him right about then. He hadn’t even seen him move; Tony had an uncanny way of seeming to teleport when he wanted to get somewhere fast, and he almost collided with Bucky, arms going around his shoulders, pulling his head down to his neck. Bucky shook and tucked a hand in Tony’s belt loop, clinging tightly.

“Oh, God,” he heard Steve say, and then Steve’s warm bulk was pressed against his back. “Bucky, no.”

“I know I’m not — I know I’m messed up,” he managed into Tony’s neck, and felt Tony wrap a hand around the back of his neck, soothingly. “I just don’t know how to make it so that you don’t mind that.”

“Shut up, oh my God,” Tony said into his hair. “You thought we were dumping you?”

"Buck, we been together almost eighty years,” Steve said, and Bucky laughed damply, not really sure what he was feeling anymore. “End of the line, remember? We would never, ever — ”

“You really thought that was even an option,” Tony said. “Jesus, you thought — do you know anyone else who will put up with the amount of bullshit from me that you do? Pepper doesn’t count, she’s paid for it.”

“Steve,” Bucky muttered.

“He doesn’t count either, he’s on drugs,” Tony said.

“Serum, Tony, it’s not a drug — ” Steve started impatiently, then broke off, pressing his face into the back of Bucky’s head. “Buck, I’m sorry if we made you feel unwanted, I’m sorry you were worried. We were just trying to come up with something nice for your birthday.”

“Sorry, I’m sorry,” Bucky answered. “I’m worrying you, I — ”

“Marry him,” Tony said, and Bucky stiffened. Steve huffed in surprise. “I’m serious. For your birthday. Marry Steve. Three-way marriages aren’t legal in New York and the board would freak out if I married one man, let alone two, but there’s no reason you two can’t get married.”

“Steve doesn’t wanna — ”

“Yeah I do,” Steve said, when Bucky tried to protest. “Yeah, absolutely. I’ll put an ad in the Times. Thor can marry us, he’s technically a priest. Or a religious figure of some kind, anyhow, we can get him one of those internet priest licenses.” His arms tightened around Bucky’s waist, one hand linked with Tony’s. “I’ll give you a ring for your birthday. Do you want that? Would that make you happy?”

Bucky felt his chest heave, too many emotions working at once, but he nodded. 

“And then honeymoon sex! YES!” Tony said, letting him go, and Steve pulled Bucky back against his chest as he laughed in relief and confusion. 

“I love you,” Steve said in his ear. “And Tony loves you.”

“And we both worry someday we’ll lose you,” Tony said, face serious for once.

“So stick around, kiddo,” Steve said, holding him tightly. “Eighty years is just a start." 

"I get to pick out the rings!” Tony called, already opening Cartier’s website on his computer. “Grooms’ boyfriend picks the jewelry! That’s the rule!”

eerie-was-i  asked:

Could you combine "You can’t propose with an onion ring, idiot.” And, "Are you sure you should be wearing white?”

So this is very late, but here you go!


The restaurant had been crowded before the Avengers descended upon it en masse like a horde of locusts – or hungry super-humans, which was almost certainly worse. Pepper felt a little bad for the wait staff, but between Tony’s excessively generous tipping habits and the number of beaming selfies the staff were taking with the team, she supposed it would all work out in the end.

They didn’t get to go out like this often. The Avengers had been busy with one crisis after another, with barely time to pause for breath in between, for months now. Pepper had barely seen Tony outside of conference calls from the sight of one disaster or another. Half the time she hadn’t even known what country he was in, or even if he was still on the planet. But the latest crisis was resolved, everyone was home safe and unharmed, and when Thor had declared that they were going to take advantage of their downtime, Pepper and Happy had been swept up in the group, largely by virtue of being in the room at the time.

She didn’t mind, though. The Avengers were all friends of hers, and any excuse to spend the evening sitting across from her new husband was a good one.

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