(( okay imma food up and then work on drafts. Still a mix of mostly queued, but I’m about half caught up now? ^^;; but feeling fairly stable today so hopefully my muse will stay strong and tomorrow off of work so wooooo! ))
I have seen a huge upsurge of polyships on tumblr lately and it makes me really happy as living, breathing, polyamorus person. Everyone likes positive representation, even if its just people writing it on tumblr.
But lets take a step back and examine what polyamory means, and what you can do to make your polyverse better and more realistic.
What is polyamory?
A lot of people don’t know what it is, or they have a misguided idea of what these types of relationships look like based on the media and culture. On the most basic of levels, polyamory is simply a relationship consisting of more than one person where everyone is 100% in the know. This is not an excuse to cheat on partners. It is 100% consensual from everyone involved.
Polyamory consists of various different styles. There is the one that most of you are likely interested in – the one where everyone loves each other, has sex with each other, etc etc. But this is not the only form. There are poly relationships where not all members engage in sex but still love everyone, and there are even forms where two people are dating the same person, but they are not dating each other, but are 100% aware of the other person and consent to their relationship.
Jealousy does exist in these relationships. But knowing how to step away from it, to remember that you are loved and cherished just as much as another is really important. Having trust in your partners enough to not let those emotions rule you. I have had poly relationships fail because people couldn’t set aside their jealousy. But its also important for one to step back and make sure that they aren’t acting in a way that is eliciting those negative emotions. Like… have you been devoting a significant amount of time with person y while person x could use a little more attention? Now, another important note is: expectations for relationships like this are dangerous. Remembering that no one owes you anything is important, and therefore you are not entitled to attention or affection. Similarly to RP, people get in moods where they want a specific type of attention, and perhaps you are not the one in the relationship that offers that. Remember that they still love you and your time will come as long as you aren’t an ass about it.
Communication is KEY. Remember to talk to your RP partners AND their muses about desires and thoughts. Muse having a bad time because x is happening? Maybe they’re jealous. If your muse doesn’t communicate those emotions, things could get worse. Just like in any regular relationship, communication is important, but its especially important when more people get involved. Speaking up when you’re uncomfortable instead of going with the flow is super super critical to a successful poly relationship.
Poly relationships aren’t just one big giant orgy all the time. Usually, its just a large cuddle pile while watching scary movies or arguing about who used the last of the coffee creamer – or goddamn it you two get out of the shower, I have to pee. Its sharing your life with more than one person. It’s knowing that one person cannot be your everything, and expecting that of someone isn’t fair. It’s knowing that you have so much love to give and knowing you’re going to get just as much back. It’s the idea that we all have more than one “soulmate” and sometimes you meet them all at once.
Give me more realistic poly relationships. Just. Give me more poly ships. I support your poly ships 100%. I just thought I’d give my insight based on my personal experiences. If you ever have any questions about it, don’t hesitate to ask, because I love talking about this kind of stuff.
Anna hadn’t been there for him.. wasn’t there for her mate as she promised him she would be. He had died on her, left her alone.. and the worst part? They wouldn’t give her the body to bury her as her instincts demanded her to do. Driven forward to do what she felt in her heart to be right, she had launched herself into the morgue of the city.
She didn’t care about any of the silly mortal men that were there, their screams not touching her as she tore through the building. Their flesh tore easily beneath her claws, a flurry of fur and furry as she fought to get to her mate. She didn’t care about the bullets in her body that they managed to get off..
It wasn’t until she got to the room Syx’s body still rested in that things got far more complicated. She staggered in, a blood trail following her as her breath labored in her chest. There was a keening noise in her throat, her sorrow rising even further until she stood over him.
She threw her head back as she let out a mournful howl, the noise echoing off the walls.. but at the end? A gunshot rang out, stopping the noise entirely, and moments later? She collapsed entirely. Her last act was to reach forward for her mate, needing him even in his death..
It was soothing to know that she would be joining him soon
Bluebell was starving and things were not AT ALL going as planned. Chewing on her lower lip, she glared at the store window as she pulled the oversized hoodie up more. Minion was back at their Evil Lair, a cool abandoned firehouse they’d found, and was getting everything set up for sleeping accommodations. Bell was supposed to be getting supplies.
They’d been away from home for two days now. It was the longest they’d ever run away for. But two days meant all the food she’d brought with was gone. And that meant having to deal with people. In the sweater pocket, she closed her hand over the small de-gun and squared her shoulders.
Chin up, cock out. Walk like you’re going to put a boot up someone’s ass. She psyched herself up, walking with purpose. Now was time to man up or shut up, and Bluebell was going to prove that everyone needed to take her seriously as Megamind! She was a villainess and damn well she wasn’t going to starve to death just because no one wanted to sell food to the blue freak.
Lyn was old enough to basically have run of the entire area her and her Father lived in, though generally Jim knew what it was she was out doing, she let herself wander around far too much to fully keep him updated on whatever she was doing. Right now? She was in a store aimlessly wandering around as she tried to figure out just what it was that caught her interest to snack on, humming as her tail swayed behind her idly.
She normally wouldn’t have spared anything or anybody a second glance, but when the person wore a hood up, blue skin beneath the shadows of it and their posture one of aggression? You bet your ass it would catch her interest. Pale blue eyes watched the figure, one ebony ear turning back as she did so.
De-gun set to de-stroy, Bluebell shot the camera in the corner of the shop and then swung the gun to the cashier. As she moved the gun, her thub hit the barrel turning the setting from de-stroy to de-hydrate, “Don’t even think about it! Hands in the air!”
“Goes for you too blondie!” Bell shouted, looking at the other girl in the corner of her vision, “Everything in the store is now property of Megamind! If you have a safe, your going to open it right now. Cash drawer too.”
As soon as everything was opened, she’d de-hydrate them both and bag everything she could. Which would be a lot once everything was little blue cubes. The other bonus for this neighborhood is that the cops would take their sweet time showing up.
“Shit!” Syx swore. Having been out visiting one of his Uncles under the safety of his disguise watch, his heart jumped at the sight of the cop version of Wayne. Shit! Fuck! God Damnit!
Chewing on his lip, he debated what to do. Though hovering awkwardly in the entry to the Italian restaurant hardly made him inconspicuous.
Just as he’d been about to leave after scouting the place as a -maybe i’d eat here with Sheldon- restaurant, the man in the doorway swore and stood there, blocking it.
“Uh, you okay buddy? Wrong restaurant?” Wayne offers with a raised eyebrow, one hand in his pocket and the other closing his phone down to put it in his back pants pocket.
Syx laughed rather manically as he looked around, “Oh nonono of course not fine gentlemen! There is nothing what so ever the matter with this fine establishment!”
He hadn’t changed his voice! SHIT SHIT SHIT FUUUUCK!!!! His back far too stiff, he tried to edge out around the cop without seeming more suspicious.
On his way to his daily visit to the Metro Man/Megamind Museum, Nath spotted an equally large man. Stuffing his hands in his trench coat, he suddenly regretted that he was wearing sweats. More self-conscious around another version of himself than the humans that were more easily ignored. With a somewhat sheepish grin, he said, “Hey.”
Wayne blinked and raised his head from the display he’d been looking at only to be greeted with a copy of himself. Just, much older and with longer hair and wow.
He’d let himself go.
Squaring that thought away because bad Wayne, you don’t know what others have been through stop being so judgemental, he gives the guy a smile and extends a friendly hand.
“Hey. Name’s Wayne. The same?” He asks of his older double.
“I’ve been going by Nathaniel,” Nath shrugged a shoulder, “Considering I’m living with myself-” he stopped mouth open and mentally cringed, “-ah, just for lack of confusions sake.”
He was horrible at this. Dear lord. Hadn’t talking to crowds once been easy? Or at least, if not easy at least functionally so. Painfully out of practice, that’s what he was. Being alone was easier… but it’d made everything else harder. He’d forgotten how to fake being human. Wayne… his Wayne… had been helping with that… but it was hardly the same as being in public.
[ txt: okay where was the party at? I’m coming to try to find you.. as soon as you get to an intersection TAKE A PICTURE OF THE SIGN ]
[TXT: this road never ends its endless a never ending road that goes on forever its like a horrible metaphor or some sit ]
[TXT: party yeah okay party was at freddy’s place out by the big oak tree and the pound ]
Emma looked at the messages, quite literally hitting her head against the table she sat at, doing it a couple more times for good measure before she took in a deep breath. She had stood despite the odd look she was getting from her brother, having been hanging out with him for the first time in a while, leaving Caspian and Makena at home.
She pressed the phone to her ear as she called Syx, tired of the messaging back and forth that was getting them literally nowhere.
When his phone rung, Syx was sitting on the side of the road trying to build up his energy again. Staring at the phone in drunken confusion as it played music at him, he finally remembered to answer, “Ollo?”
RP backup 
