I Dont Know If Im Original For Coming Up With This Like Idea (probably Not I Feel Like Ive Never Had

I don’t know if I’m original for coming up with this like idea (probably not I feel like I’ve never had an original idea in my life) but my half awake/ cold induced brain was like Yk what would be cool?? Bucky Barns x reader x Jason Todd either love triangle or polycule. I also sat there and was like Bucky and Jason are damn near the same mf idk I need someone to write this or point me into the direction of what I’m looking for 🫡👀

Update to this post: I made a fic it’s a Bucky x reader x Jason poly fic It’s my first one so I’m sorry if it’s not good but if you read it hope you like it it’s just a little one shot 🖤

Low-key being a marauders fan = depression. Cuz like why am I crying all the time, I shouldn’t be treated this way and I don’t need this kind of treatment but now I can’t leave cuz I’m attached. I need help

Jason Todd has abs you could grate cheese on.

no i will not elaborate

Their Light | Bucky x reader x Jason

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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x GN!Reader X Jason Todd WC: 1,294 CW: Fluff, kinda angsty, slight talks of anxiety, no use of Y/N, Poly relationship Authors Note: I had this idea the other day and I loved it but I couldn't find anything on this. I never wrote a fic before so this is my first one so im sorry if you hate it

Summary: Just you loving Bucky and Jason

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“Buckyyyy.." Bucky couldn't help but smile a little at hearing you whine.

"Yes doll?" Bucky said, looking up at you.

"What time did Jay say he was coming home?" You asked with a slight pout. Bucky chuckled and smiled softly at your pouting and at the mention of Jason.

When Bucky came back to himself, when he could finally be done being The Winter Soldier, he felt that he was unworthy of love from anyone so he pushed the idea away. Then reluctantly became a member of The earth's mightiest heroes.

Then Bucky made a choice to leave the Avenger to leave New York for Gotham to retire and finally just be James Buchanan Barnes he didn't think that he'd fall for anyone. He wasn’t supposed to fall for anyone.

After everything he did, all the people he hurt, people he killed, the lives he forever altered he thought love would never be in the cards for a guy like him, so it wasn't in the plan to fall for anyone. Especially someone who was a vigilante.

A person who helped keep the citizens of Gotham safe. He didn't think he'd fall for someone let alone Jason, let alone The Red Hood. But he did.

He got lucky with not only finding someone as loving and caring as you but also someone like Jason.

Jason and Bucky understood one another better than he thought two people could ever understand each other. They could walk hand in hand through the darkness in a way no one ever could for either of them, they both had done things that they've grown to regret, things that made them hate themselves, that have made them feel undeserving of love from anyone, undeserving of anyone caring for them.

But then they found each other, then they found you.

You brought them out of the dark, you were a light, their light. You help remind them that there's more to them than the darkness that they carry, that they deserved light despite everything that happened, everything that they had done or whatever they went through.

"He didn't say doll. He should be back any minute, he's usually done around this time." Bucky said while grabbing your hand and giving it a light squeeze to try and help reassure you.

You sighed and closed your eyes, trying to ground yourself for a moment, to lessen the anxiety and the stress you felt. You knew Jason would be home soon. You knew that. You only asked to get some kind of reassurance.

Jason had been a vigilante for years, he knew what he was doing, but accidents happen. Accidents have happened to Jason. But that was before you and Bucky.

The three of you didn't know each other before Jason died you never knew Jason as the trouble making kid that tried to steal tires off the Batmobile in Crime Alley. The kid that got taken away from Bruce, Dick and Alfred too soon. You both got there after. After Red Hood first came (or came back) to Gotham after the fighting, the pushing and pulling between The Batman and Red Hood.

You open your eyes when you hear the window in the kitchen that leads to the fire escape open. You get up from where you and Bucky were sitting in the living room to walk to the kitchen to see someone crawling through the window. That person was your other boyfriend, the infamous Jason Peter Todd. You can't help the smile that spreads across your face when you see him in the kitchen still in his gear from his patrol.

You always felt better when both of your boys were home, where you knew they were safe.

Jason takes off his helmet and looks at you with a smile as you walk up to him to wrap yourself around him. He holds you, his arms wrapped around your back while your arms are around his back, while your head goes on his chest.

"Hi sweets." Jason says softly after kissing the top of your head.

He knows how anxious you can get when he's on patrol so he always gives you a second when he gets back to help reassure you that he's really there. That he's home, he's safe. It only takes a few more seconds before you feel another large body pressed into your back, its Bucky, now you're squished between two of your favorite people.

You treasure moments like this.

While Bucky and Jason greet each other and talk, you sit there and just soak up the moment. You can hear them talk but nothing is really registering to you at the moment. After a little while Bucky pulls away and then Jason grabs your chin with his thumb and pointer finger making you look up at him.

"I'm gonna go shower, alright sweets?" Jason said with a small smile then kisses your head softly as you give a small nod and then he goes off to your shared bedroom.

"Are you okay doll?" Bucky asks after a second.

"Yeah I'm fine, just you know my anxiety can get the best of me sometimes." You say with a small shrug, bucky looks at you with a small smile and wraps his arms around you.

"It's okay I know your mind can get the best of you sometimes but he's safe and he's home okay?" you nod and just lean into bucky for a minute.

"Let's get dinner warmed up doll." Bucky says after a few minutes and you nod at him with a smile.

You and Bucky start to warm up the pasta and chicken that was made earlier. You like eating with all three of you together as much as possible so on nights when you knew Jason or Bucky wouldn't be home till kinda late you'd make dinner so that it can be warmer up later so all of you could eat together.

It was important to you to spend that time together, that was one of the things both men loved about you how you always valued the small moments.

After a few minutes of you and Bucky warming up food, laughing and talking, Jason comes out with black sweats on and towel draped over his wet hair.

He smiles at the sight of you and Bucky just laughing and smiling at each other, it's one of his favorite things to see. The two people he loves more than anything being happy and in love.

Jason walks up behind Bucky and wraps his arms around him and then smiles at you, Bucky smiles and looks over his shoulder at Jason and gives him a kiss after a few seconds they pull away and smile at each other. You can't help but let the sight warm your heart. Jason pulled away from Bucky to walk towards you and put his hands on the counter you were leaning on trapping you between the counter and him, he smiles down at you and gives you a kiss that shamelessly shakes you to your core.

When he pulls away from the kiss, you smile at him and he looks at you with those green eyes that you love so much, those eyes that make you melt in an instant.

"Dinner smells good sweets, Thanks for waiting for me, both of you." Jason says and at the end of his sentence he looks over his shoulder at Bucky while Bucky looks at you both with a smile on his face.

"We'll always wait for you Jay." You say hugging Jason while Bucky walks behind him to hug both of you sandwiching Jason in between you and Bucky.

"Always.” Bucky says without hesitation kissing Jason's head

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My heart 😭🖤

I'm sick rn so I wanted to know if you could do a little comfort fic of moonwater taking care of sick reader or something pls :)

awe so sorry you're unwell babes! hope you feel better soon <33

poly!moonwater x fem!reader who has the flu

Another shiver shook your frame even from your place burrowed deep beneath the thick duvet in your spare bedroom.

You’d woken up a little late this morning; Regulus needed to be in the office early for a meeting, and Remus had a meeting with his publisher, meaning you had been on your own. You felt awful, but ultimately hoped that as the day had continued, you might perk up a bit.

You did not perk up. In fact, you ended up spending so much time in the bathroom that your boss actually suggested you go home for the rest of the day.

Too poorly to feel as embarrassed as you probably ought to, you readily accepted and returned to yours, Regulus’, and Remus’ shared flat.

It took nearly all your effort to change out of your work clothes, change the bedding in your shared bedroom so that the boys wouldn’t have to sleep in your germs, and set yourself up in the guest room with a bucket just in case.

You’d slept on and off quite fitfully, waking up with a start when your fever induced brain concocted the most ridiculous nightmares to alert you to your sweaty and discomfited state. 

You were so poorly that you hadn’t even realized anyone was home until Regulus was standing in front of you like a creepy vampire watching you sleep.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Regulus.” You muttered, slapping your hand to your own chest as you tried catching your breath, which caused a small coughing fit.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Your boyfriend asked incredulously.

You groaned as you rolled back onto your side to face him.

“Hello, Regulus. It’s nice to see you.” You deadpanned.

Regulus huffed and dropped his briefcase.

“Hello, amour.” He deadpanned in return. “What the hell is wrong with you?” He asked again as he gently sat on the edge of the bed to place the back of his hand to your forehead, grimacing in response to your sweat or your fever, you weren’t sure. 

“I’m sick.”

Regulus made a pathetic cooing sound that was so contrary to his sharp demeanour made all the more severe in his smart work attire, it was almost comical. 

“Why didn’t you call me?”

You huffed at that. “So, what? So, you could come home and watch me barely sleep? I was fine.”

“Fine.” Regulus scoffed. “You don’t look fine, amour.”

“Words hurt, Reg.” You groaned as the pain behind your eyes grew.

Regulus made another cooing sound and stood.

You thought perhaps he was getting up to change or whatnot but opened your eyes to see him with his phone pressed to his ear.

“Regulus, what are you doing?” You demanded with all the sternness you could muster, which was not much at all in your current state.

“That’s enough out of you.” He muttered quietly as he brought his phone back to his ear.

“Hi love, how are you?” He spoke over your attempted rebuttal.

You could hear your other boyfriends’ low tones responding to Regulus from the other end of the line.

“Good. It went well, thank you. I just got home actually, Y/N’s already here; she’s quite poorly.”

Though you still couldn’t make out the words, Remus’ voice picked up in volume. 

“No, she didn’t tell me either.” Regulus commented, sending you a pointed glare.  

“Okay, yeah. Alright, we’ll see you soon. Yeah, love you too. Bye.” 

You groaned petulantly. “Why’d you do that? He doesn’t have to come home for me.”

“Maybe he’s coming home for me; ever consider that?” He snarked back, pushing some of your sweaty hairs away from your head to press a kiss to your head.

“You’re a furnace, amour. Is it safe for me to assume you haven’t taken any medication?”

He got his answer in the form of a guilty expression.

“Tu vas être ma mort. Tu as de la chance d'être si mignon.” He muttered as he left the room to change and gather some things for your flu. 

You came back into consciousness to the sound of Remus and Regulus speaking gently.

“I hate to wake her up, but she really should take something.”

“Has she eaten, though? She shouldn’t take anything on an empty stomach.”

“If that bucket is any indication, I doubt there’s anything in her stomach at all.”

“Can you guys go do your worrying elsewhere, please? I’m trying to die in peace.” You groaned, caused Remus to gasp and Regulus to scoff.

“Dovey! Oh, my poor girl. What happened? Are you okay?” Remus cooed, kneeling on the floor in front of you to start petting at your head.

“I’m okay.” You croaked.

“You’re a liar.” He responded; words pointed but expression loving.

“Do you think you can eat, amour?” Regulus interrupted. 

“I don’t want to.” You moaned.

“That’s not what I asked, love.”

Remus tsked at Regulus’ coldness and took your face in his hands.

“Dove, can you try? Please? For me.”

You groaned very petulantly but began sitting yourself upright nonetheless. 

You allowed Remus to position your pillows and arrange the tray Regulus had prepared for you on your lap, but you drew the line at him trying to spoon feed you the stew.  

“Did you wake up this poorly?” Regulus asked from the end of your bed.

“Sort of, but it got worse at work.”

The air was sucked out of the room as both men turned to look at you incredulously.

“You went to work?!” Regulus gawked.

“Why, dove?”

“Ma MORT, je le jure!” Regulus groaned exasperatedly. “Why didn’t you call us to pick you up?”

“And you took the time to change the bedding and move out of our room when you were like this?” Remus added.

You were beginning to feel embarrassingly teary as you put your spoon down and pushed the tray away from you.

“I didn’t want you guys to get catch this. I just... I was fine.” You sniffled and wiped at your eyes as the first tear fell.

Remus tsked again and rested his forehead against your temple, and you realized then how much cooler his forehead felt against yours. 

“Okay.” Regulus said quietly, picking up the tray from your lap and placing it on the dresser. “Can you take these for me, love? Fever reducers and anti-nausea for now; we’ll see how you feel in a few hours.”

He held the pills out to you in his palm and held a glass of water in the other. You hiccupped and sniffled before accepting both, handing him back the glass half full once you were done.

“Thank you.” Regulus whispered gently, kissing your forehead and bringing your tray to the kitchen.

“I’m sorry we scolded you, dovey.” Remus whispered into your cheek, causing new tears to fall. “We just worry; you know that, right?”

“Yeah.” You whimpered, and even you could tell it was sort of pathetic.

“Oh, my poor darling.” Remus cooed, standing from your side to climb in on the opposite side of the bed. 

“Don’t, Rem. I don’t want you to get sick.” You whined, though allowed your body to be pulled into his side.

“Tough.” He said simply, punctuating the sentiment with a kiss to your temple. “Then I’ll just get to call in sick too.”

You were sure the tears were mostly from exhaustion and discomfort, but you couldn’t seem to get them to stop.

“What’s the matter, hm?”

“I don’t feel good.” You whined.

“I know, babydove. I’m sorry.”

That’s how Regulus found you when he came back to the room; you crying into Remus’ shirt as he rubbed broad strokes up and down your back.

“Rem, we’re trying to bring her temperature down, love.” He admonished gently, though sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his own soothing strokes on your clammy arm. 

“You try denying this sweet girl her cuddles, Reg.” Remus responded.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” He whispered, pressing a kiss to your shoulder before placing a cold wet cloth on your head. 

“I’m sorry you’re so poorly, amour. And I’m sorry if we made it worse.” He apologized. 

You quickly shook your head (which you immediately regretted as the nausea threatened to return). “You didn’t; you don’t.”

“I upset you though, I’m sorry. I’m too rough sometimes.” Regulus admitted, sounding almost as teary as you. Remus tsked and reached one of his hands over you to take Regulus’ hand.

“I know what you’re thinking, love, and you’re wrong.” Remus insisted. “And I know you’re wrong, because your parents wouldn’t have fussed over you at all when you were sick; so there’s no way you could be acting like them right now.”

The fact that Regulus had spent any amount of time worrying that he’d been too harsh with you, that he’d been at all like his awful parents caused your few tears to turn into true crying.

“I’m sorry Reggie.” You cried, turning to look at him. His brows furrowed dramatically, and he looked just as close to crying. “If you weren’t here; I’d be sitting in bed with no food, no medicine, no cloths, and no love.”

“Well, you maybe would have had some love.” Remus argued from your other side.

“I would’ve died.” You insisted.

One tear did fall from Regulus’ eye as he smiled sadly at you. “I just hate to see you so poorly, amour. You should always be happy and lovely.”

“I am. I’m better when you’re here.” You insisted.

“How dare you insinuate that our sweet darling girl could ever possibly be not lovely, Regulus. Absolute blasphemy.” Remus scolded, causing both you and Regulus to chuckle. 

“Terribly sorry, you two. I seem to have forgotten myself.” He laughed, turning the cloth over on your head and trailing his fingers down your jaw to massage at your neck. 

“Don’t let it happen again.” Remus instructed.

You fell asleep to the sound of Regulus promising that he wouldn’t.