Syx’s own nerves about the exact dynamic of how this was going to play out were running high especially as Wayne’s interest became glaringly obvious. As the hero stood, Syx, breathing hard, shifted his grip down to Harrison’s hips. Taking a firm hold he pulled the blue man firmly into his lap and growled, “Just look what you’ve gone and done, he’s all flustered,” he nipped Harrison’s earlobe and smacked his ass, “Go be a good boy and apologize.”
He still wasn’t sure if how he was playing this was quite right, but being in charge of what was happening was by far his comfort zone and it was more in keeping with what had been previously established between the two men and Syx desperately needed that with all the new that was suddenly being thrust at him. New was exciting but also anxiety-inducing. Glancing up at Wayne, to gauge the man’s reaction, Syx squeezed Harrison’s pert little ass as he pulled the man close., ever much enjoying the contact.
Harrison did not miss that whine coming from his mate, no not in the slightest. Fuck. If Wayne kept that up, then he was going to have trouble fitting into these tight little purple undies.
But before he can respond, Syx has pulled him into his lap and ooh god, teeth were on his earlobe! He gasps and bites his lower lip, holding back a moan. Saucy little villain! He rolls his shoulders, letting the feather light silk robe slip off his shoulders to expose more blue skin. “But I like him flustered,” he pouts, turning to look at Syx. “He’s cute when he’s flustered.”
Then he reaches out for his mate, tugging Wayne closer, resisting the urge to grind his ass back into Syx’s hands and possibly more. Right now he wants his mate’s hands on him as much as he wants Syx’s.
[Syx manhandling Harrison like that is both hot and makes Wayne bristle. On one hand, Harrison is his and his instincts are to challenge Syx just on the basis of being a villain. On the other hand, the blue pair are hot together. On yet a third hand, there is that dominant attitude, which is attractive all on its own. The odds are definitely stacked against him, but that isn’t enough to make him enough to forget himself.]
Do I get an opinion on my being flustered? [When all else fails or you’re not sure what to do: banter and or sass.]
[He allows himself to be pulled closer and rests a hand on Harrison’s back. It’s somewhere between being supportive and still not being sure what to do with himself.]
Syx bit his lip and looked at the pair, One in his lap, the other close enough to touch now. Okay, they were definitely doing this now. Oh boy. Swallowing his nerves under bravado, he pursed his lips at the hero, “Considering that you’re already blushing I believe the answer is…. no.”
Clucking his tongue at Harrison, Syx sought the man’s wrists and drew them up over their heads and he rolled to push the other blue man back against the muscle wall of his husband’s chest.
“You are a naughty boy, teasing us both so much,” Syx’s mouth moved to Harrison’s neck as he pressed the man’s hands against Wayne’s neck. His lips moving on the delicious blue skin, the villain continued, “We should turn the tides on you. Wouldn’t you like that, Wayne? Seeing those lavender cheeks?” heart hammering with nerves, Syx dared to drag a finger over the tendon of Wayne’s neck to punctuate his words.
His problem was that the paranoid woman had given him painfully little information to work from, but if there was more than one Psycho Delic in town he was sure his version would know about it. With that in mind, Syx sought out Lyn. The Hell Cat had a temper and they often fought… but just as often fucked. Theirs was an odd relationship, but he still figured his chances of information were better with her than with Psycho. The man was sarcastic and fickle at the best of times. Syx had perhaps cubed the man one too many times in his youth…
Swinging by one of Lyn’s favorite hangouts, Syx settled the hoverbike on the roof and kept a look out. Sitting on the edge of the roof, he broke out a pack of smokes. Today was a day that needed them.
Lyn had long ago stopped trying to put some kind of label on what her relationship with the blue man was.. it was a mess, in all reality. She would be lying, however, if she said that she hated it in any form. If anything it was fun.. it certainly was never boring, that much was for certain. The weather outside was getting just a touch too cold for her to keep riding her bike.. but she wasn’t the type to only ride when it was nice out. She’d keep riding until the snow fell, so it was the throaty sound of her motorcycle pulling up to the club that Syx would hear down below to signal her arrival.
The feline was dressed a bit differently today, a pair of actual jeans on with black leather boots, and a black leather jacket that was buttoned with only one button down by her stomach. Beneath the jacket, she wore a white lace bralette and nothing else, that fact made obvious by the bits of skin showing there. She had yet to realize that Syx was above her, running her fingers through her hair as she pulled out her own cigarettes and sparkling lighter, sparking up a flame.
She held it at the edge of her cigarette that dangled from her mouth, coaxing it to life before snapping her zippo closed and exhaling the smoke.
Blowing a long stream of smoke out and stubbing out his cigarette on the rooftop, Syx contemplated how to approach this. Rubbing his hands over his face he moved to stand. On the edge, he looked down and decided on dramatic. pulling out the toe cable from the hoverbike, he secured it around a solid bit of building and repealed down until he could safely bounce off the wall and land in a clever pose. Cape settling back around him in what he hoped was a really fucking cool looking way, Syx straightened and jerked his chin at Lyn in greeting.
“That’s a horrible habit, Hell Cat,” as if he hadn’t just been smoking, his lips quirking in acknowledgment to the fact that he was sure she could smell it on him. Now able to better see her outfit, he gave her an appraising look, “While I completely understand the sacrifices we make for presentation, they make those buttons for a reason,” he arched a brow, she had to be freezing even if the exposed skin gave him horrible ideas for how to warm her up.
Syx let his head tip back, body shifting with a soft moan. It was unfair how easily Harrison knew every spot he loved. But then it was just as easy for him to turn that knowledge back on Harrison. Hands sliding around the other man’s shoulders and onto the back of Harrison’s slim neck, Syx bit his lip.
“If we weren’t prone to jumping into things headlong I’d never have built my first giant mech and next to no sleep and a caffeine high,” he chuckled lightly, throat vibrating against Harrison’s lips, “Once the decision is made, what’s the point of delay?”
Harrison smiles softly into Syx’s neck. He can feel Wayne’s nerves through their link, and oh that blush. God, it doesn’t matter what they are doing. There is nothing on earth as beautiful as that blush. He nuzzles Syx’s neck greedily, enjoying the other man’s hands on his neck. They’re slim and warm, the rough skin and calluses caressing his sensitive skin. He’s silently glad Syx shares his impatience; Harrison has never been good at waiting for what he wants. Its nice to know he’s not alone in that desire to rush headlong into his passions.
“We don’t have to jump into anything. But I don’t see anything wrong with dipping a toe in the water,” he says huskily, soft blue lips ghosting on the taut tendons under Syx’s delectable blue skin as he works his way up to the other blue man’s ear. He didn’t have any plan other than just seeing how both of them would respond…. but now that he’s started, well, he certainly doesn’t see any reason to stop.
“You take as long as you need for that yes to sink in baby,” he says with a smirk to his husband as his nose brushes Syx’s earlobe teasingly. He’s happy to put on a little show while his mate gets accustomed to the sight.
[He is all too apt to jumping into things headlong as well, but not everything and jumping into bed with another villain takes some consideration. The very enticing image of two blue men is definitely something to consider heavily as well. Humming, Wayne does his best to cover up the needy note of a whine that slips out. Okay, so he’s not doing so well at hiding his interest. But it’s only when he misses his pancake on the next try, that he has to face the fact that the display is just a little too distracting.]
[Setting down his fork ever so gently, Wayne watches the pair for a moment longer before letting himself drift towards them. He’s not quite sure what to do with himself or them once he is within reach, though.]
Syx’s own nerves about the exact dynamic of how this was going to play out were running high especially as Wayne’s interest became glaringly obvious. As the hero stood, Syx, breathing hard, shifted his grip down to Harrison’s hips. Taking a firm hold he pulled the blue man firmly into his lap and growled, “Just look what you’ve gone and done, he’s all flustered,” he nipped Harrison’s earlobe and smacked his ass, “Go be a good boy and appologize.”
He still wasn’t sure if how he was playing this was quite right, but being in charge of what was happening was by far his comfort zone and it was more in keeping with what had been previously established between the two men and Syx desperately needed that with all the new that was suddenly being thrust at him. New was exciting but also anxiety-inducing. Glancing up at Wayne, to gauge the man’s reaction, Syx squeezed Harrison’s pert little ass as he pulled the man close., ever much enjoying the contact.
DUDE my teacher canceled class the other day and so the next day we were all like oh no is everything ok?? and shes like “oh yeah its fine its just my wife wasn’t feeling good so i took her home, made her some soup, yknow fun stuff” and i swear everyone in class froze for a sec cuz we never knew she was a lesbian but then we spent a good 30 min of class time discussing whether her wife actually ate the soup cuz we all know she sucks at cooking
this is beautiful
I had a professor who would talk in class about her wife and their four daughters and it always made me go !!! inside. like, wooooow, family goals.
In my undergrad, I took a module that had two lecturers teaching it. The first was very butch and would occasionally talk about how brilliant her wife was in the field and would talk about her kids and general family life. Then the other lecturer took over classes, and she would talk about her wife too, and how brilliant her wife was academically. Then they taught a class together and the penny dropped. They were talking about each other and both thought the other was the literal shit in their area of media.
It’s been delightful for me to watch my friends finally able to get legally married. Every time @crofethr says “my wife” it’s like a chorus of bluejays dance around behind her.
I was at work at a deli a few weeks ago and this group of three women came in pretty late at night. One was the mother of one of them, and the other two were just being really cute and holding hands and cuddling and whatnot. One was leaning on the other and she seemed really tired, so her wife ordered for her and the mom was like, “Married for seven years, they know each others’ orders by heart” and I honestly felt like I’d been blessed
one time a lecturer was discussing all the stupid reasons she’s been called up in front of the board (which include an actual formal accusation of witchcraft) and once a student accused her of homophobia and homophobic statements and she walked into the formal board hearing with her only prepared defense being “remember how I’m married to another woman ok thanks let’s go get lunch”
omg when ladies talk about their wives and just say “my wife” I just get so excited and happy because it is all possible and real. it’s so amazing and beautiful
I’m an optician and one day I had 2 women, one blonde and one brunette, come in to pick up glasses. I had the blonde try on hers while the brunette was talking to one of my coworkers. When she put them on I said, “Oh looks like they’re not sitting straight.” Without missing a beat she said “Oh honey, nothing about me is straight,” and proceeded to pat her wife on the butt and say “Honey, did you hear what I said? It was really funny. Honey? Honey, I said nothing about me is straight.”
( ⌒o⌒)人(⌒-⌒ ) = Friends the character has or would like to make
I’m going to split this into verses:
Movie Canon:
Minion. It’s always Minion.
The only real friends that Megamind has otherwise is his prison Aunts and Uncles. They are family and very much help him though for their safety he keeps them out of the public eye.
He’s frienemies with Metro Man and they have many arrangements and truces and the “I’m going to kill you” is usually not meant. At times… in the heat of passion when Syx is really really pissed at Wayne for something… but he never really means it deep down.
He wants to be closer to Roxanne, but he’s afraid of destroying the dynamic that already exists and that if he tries to change anything that he’ll lose everything.
Megs also would love to have real friends, but he doesn’t even know how to go about meeting anyone new. They always seem to see blue before they see the person. It makes him anxious and he rarely trusts what people say.
MultiVerse Canon:
Same as above but with lots of character growing!
Wayne @tight-beige-undies and Syx became lovers and it did just what Megamind feared, it ruined the game and he nearly lost Metro Man because of it. He’s been fighting to try and get something back and rebuild because Wayne has been part of his life since they were babies and Megamind can’t imagine what his life would be without him in it. </3
He had another frienemy in @1000liveslived Lyn aka The Crimson Fucker, Doom Syndicate member and super villain.
Megamind has been gaining friendship and more in Harrison @dark-blue-mondays and his alternate Metro Man @justiceisanoncorrosivemetal . He’s also trying to get close to @never-so-bad Zagam. He doesn’t fully know what these relationships are going to be fully, but he wants to explore them and see what happens. These blur shipping and friendship heavily.
Paige @1000liveslived is a friend he tried to make by removing the blue from the equation to meet her… it went only slightly better than the rain scene. But they are still talking.
And lastly… It’s best friend and mate that accepts his poly nature, @1000liveslived Anna is beyond dear to Syx. His giant wolf love.
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