palettes-and-prompts:

1) “You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up.”
2) “You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat.”
3) “How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?”
4) “You’d better be quiet if you don’t want to get caught.”
5) “You look good all soaking wet.”
6) “Are you sure that’s what you want? I could really hurt you.”
7) “Oh my god you’re so much better than the last person I was with.”
8) “If you’re going to act like a little brat then I’m going to treat you like a little brat.”
9) “I don’t care how good it feels you’d better not cum until I tell you to.”
10) “Look, I’m not into choking but I wouldn’t mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while.”
11) “I bet you think you’re real cute letting them put their hands all over you. We’ll see how cute you look later when I get you home.”
12) “You don’t have to be gentle with me, I don’t break easily.”
13) “Touch yourself for me.”
14) “Do you think you deserve to be punished?”
15) “You take my fingers so well don’t you?”
16) “Shut up and take your pants off.”
17) “When I get home I expect you to be undressed and waiting on all fours for me.”
18) “Are you wearing my shirt?”
19) “Do you need me to finger you first?”
20) “You’d better be quiet or everyone’s going to know what a naughty little slut you are.”
21) “Did I stutter? Do as you’re told!”
22) “Look at you, I’ve only started using my fingers and you’re already shaking.”
23) “I can’t wait to be on my knees for you later.”
24) “Maybe if I punish you it’ll help you remember who you belong to next time.”
25) “Do you want it on your back or would you like to be on your stomach?”
26) “Suck on my fingers and get them nice and wet for me.”
27) “Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn’t tease me.”
28) “If you keep making those sounds I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
29) “Take it off. Slowly.”
30) “Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?”
31) “Why don’t you go put on something pretty for me?”
32) “Kitten, don’t make me tell you twice.”
33) “Pushing back against my fingers already? How pathetic.”
34) “I love the sounds you make when you come undone.”
35) “Maybe I should get you a collar so you don’t forget who you belong to.”
36) “You’d better watch your fucking mouth.”
37) “Did I say you could stop?”
38) “I need you. Now!”
39) “I’m so sick of your voice. Why don’t you come over here and put your mouth to better use?”
40) “I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.”
41) “You keep acting like a little brat and I’ll take you over my knee right here, I don’t care how many people are watching.”
42) “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself.”
43) “Don’t you want to play with me?
44) “Yes! I mean yes, Sir!”
45) “When we get home I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore.”
46) “Wanna see what I’m wearing underneath all this?”
47) “You deserve a reward for being so good today, what would you like it to be?”
48) “I can’t wait to put bruises all over that pretty skin.”
49) “You look so good on your knees like that.”
50) “I only want to please you.”
51) “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?”
52) “Are you going to be good from now on?”
53) “Is that a tattoo?”
54) “These walls are pretty thick, which means you and I can be as loud as we want.”
55) “Well, since you want to cum so badly, why don’t we see how many times I can make you cum right now.”
56) “Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”
57) “I wonder what your girlfriend/boyfriend would do if they knew what you were doing right now.”
58) “Do you know how beautiful you are? It’s truly distracting.”
59) “So desperate for it, aren’t you? Well, if you want it so bad you’d better start taking it.”
60) “Please? I’ll be good, I promise!”
61) “If you don’t change out of those shorts and into some pants I’ll have them around your ankles by lunch time.”
62) “I bet all our neighbors can hear you, I bet they all know what a dirty little slut you are.”
63) “Open your mouth.”
64) “I never knew someone could cum that fast just from a few fingers.”
65) “Pull my hair!”
66) “If you leave the house wearing that then the second you get back home I’m going to bend you over that bed.”
67) “If you want to cum you’d better beg.”
68) “You know I don’t like to be teased.”
69) “Come here, baby, let Mommy/Daddy take care of you.”
70)  "Say my name over and over again and, once you think you’ve said it loud enough, scream it. I want the whole neighborhood to know who’s making you feel good.“
71) "I’m gonna fuck you in front of the mirror, I want you to see how pretty you look when you’re spreading your legs for me.”
72) “Maybe I should leave you like this, that way anyone who wanted to use you could have a go with you. Would you like that?”
73) “I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.”
74) “Wow, I think you’re blushing even redder than the vibrator inside you.”
75) “You know, you look real pretty when you cry.”
76) “I think I like you better with a gag in your mouth.”
77) “Tell me what you like.”
78) “Shh, don’t worry, I’ll take very good care of you.”
79) “Look at you, grinding against everything, you’re really desperate for it. Aren’t you?”
80) “How do you feel about two at once?”
81) “Is that a thong?”
82) “Yeah, that’s it, baby, just like that.”
83) “Aww, poor baby, you want me to take care of it for you?”
84) “I love it when you dress up for me.”
85) “Did you dress up just for me?”
86) “Let me show you what happens to little brats who don’t follow the rules.”
87) “Think you can handle that much?”
88) “Mmm, good morning to you too.”
89) “Just pull the car over!”
90) “What’s wrong? I thought you liked teasing.”
91) “Aww, is my little princess/prince getting shy?”
92) “Come on, take it all on your own like a good little pet.”
93) “It’s okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.”
94) “Be a good girl/boy and do what I tell you.”
95) “That tickles.”
96) “Were you touching yourself without permission?”
97) “I think you forgot to lock the door, that means anyone could walk right in and see you like this.”
98) “I see the gift I got you fits well.”
99) “You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.”
100) “Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.”

I AM TAKING SIN REQUESTS FOR THE SEA THREE! Just send a number (or two I don’t really care) and I’ll get a oneshot up as soon as I can! I really would like some requests from you guys!

Pairing: poly!Sea Three (Uma x Harry x Gil)

Summary:A modern!AU entailing a sneak peek of what a road trip with the Sea Three would be like

Word Count:1,819

Warnings:Like one swear word and that’s it

It was an item on their bucket list since they were little kids: take a road trip across America. None of them knew at the time that they’d be crossing that item off the list together, but they were incredibly glad they were. Uma longed to see all of the beaches. She frequently visited the tiny shore on the outskirts of her hometown, but she hadn’t seen anything near the palm trees and white sands and crashing waves she dreamed of. There’s so much to do at a beach. She could lay in a chair and relax, falling asleep with the warm rays beaming down on her bronzed skin. In the more popular cities, she could take a quick stroll across a boardwalk for an ice cream cone or a local outworldly fair snack of some kind. If she was feeling extremely playful, she could wade around in the ocean with her two favorite boys because she knew there was no way they’d stay still with such a large, wet and blue playground out in front of them.

Harry was pumped to see the big cities. They didn’t necessarily live in the middle of nowhere, but you’d have to drive hours to see any kind of skyscraper clump. He’s always been so enamored with the idea of something being big. He had heard of beautiful brick buildings with modernized furniture and movie theaters larger than a football field. Harry especially longed to visit the largest mall in America, located in Bloomington, Minnesota. Does he need an entirely new wardrobe? Not necessarily. But is he going to get one anyway? Absolutely. Thoughts of the night life zoomed through his brain. All three of them were 18, there were likely multiple night clubs that they could get into. A booming, music filled environment with colorful lights and a crowd more accepting of their relationship and his extravagant personality than many of the people in their grassy suburbia.

Gil was excited about many parts of the trip, but it would be the little things that would make him the happiest. From the wacky tourist attractions they would visit along the way to the local family owned restaurants they would stop at for the occasional meal, Gil realized that the smallest parts of the trip would make the biggest memories for him. Not to mention that there was something interesting to him about sleeping on and comparing multiple hotel beds.

As Harry placed the last of their things into Gil’s hand-me-down SUV, he felt Uma’s small arms hug around his waist in excitement. “I can’t believe we’re finally doing this. Gil and I have been working doubles at the Wingstop for at least two years.” Harry closed the trunk and quietly chuckled as he turned to face his girlfriend. They had been working quite a bit for this. They knew it would be expensive, and they definitely knew that their parents weren’t going to help much. So, for the past two and a half years, the three of them had been doing everything they could to earn some money for their trip. Harry was not only playing more gigs with his ‘band of pirates,’ but he finally persuaded his boss at the local boxing gym to make some extra cash teaching self defense. Gil had a hard time keeping a job, his lack of awareness usually making him late. But after Uma put in a good word for him at her mom’s burger and wing joint, he did everything he could to look like a good employee. Uma started working so many doubles that she rarely had time for anything other than school and work. It put a bit of a damper on their relationship, especially since Harry didn’t see Gil and Uma outside of school and his occasional visits to the Wingstop. But at the end of the day, they knew that all of this hard work would pay off in two months worth of time with each other.

“Well, it’s happening. All of our work is finally paying off, duckling,” Harry replied, gently pushing one of Uma’s ombred braids away from her face and behind her ear. Harry went to kiss Uma’s lips when the two of them were interrupted by a boyish, excited shout coming from Gil as he ran towards Harry and Uma with open arms and a lion plushie in his hand.

“Road trip! Road trip!” Gil chanted, beaming with joy as he held Harry and Uma in a warm hug. “We gotta get this thing started! If we don’t leave now, we’ll be getting into Dallas really late and then Uma over here will be a sleepy, grumpy mess.” Gil chuckled as he wrapped an arm around Uma and leaned in to give her a quick kiss on her head.

“The only reason you’re not as sleepy as the rest of us is because you’re knocked out in the backseat before we even leave town.” This was the longest trip the three had ever taken, but it definitely wasn’t their first. One specific trip was when the three of them were in their freshman year of high school and they had to travel 6 hours by school bus for a state theatre competition. Despite the rockiness of the bus and the screaming high schoolers, Gil was knocked out before thirty minutes could pass. Not only that, but he stayed asleep the whole ride. “Speaking of which,” Uma spoke as she went to open the door to the driver’s seat. “You’re driving first.”

Gil groaned childishly and gave Uma his signature ‘puppy-eyed’ look. “Why?”

Harry walked to Gil and wrapped an arm around him. “Uma’s made a little bet. You drive two straight hours with no caffeine and no pulling over for a nap, and Uma and I each owe you $5.”

“And if I don’t?” Gil cocked his head to the side in subtle confusion.

“You owe each of us $5. Either way, someone’s getting money out of this. What do you say?” Uma quickly shifted her glance to Harry. The two had made a little bet themselves. Uma believed that Gil would never give up the chance to sleep for something as small as $5. Harry knew that Gil had a strong competitive streak in him from sports and other activities they shared with each other. Whoever was wrong had to sit in the back seat all by themselves for as long as Gil was able to drive.

“You know what? I’ll do it. You guys are gonna be so broke by the time this trip is over.” Gil chuckled, confident that he would win this tiny little bet. Harry smirked and looked to Uma as if to say ‘I told you so,’ and watched as she slowly opened the door to the backseat. 

“Alright, boys, let’s get this show on the road.” She mumbled, partially disappointed that she had lost her little game. But truthfully, she was more excited than anything to spend two months alone with the best boyfriends in the world.

The trip started off as right as rain. Traffic in their town was relatively light, and they crossed the state line within 45 minutes. Harry, being in the passenger seat, had the privilege of picking the music. Hard electric guitar and strong lyrics about being ‘original losers’ and ‘underrated youth’ blared through the car, making it easy for Gil to stay awake. But, just as quickly as Uma was able to find a comfortable spot to rest her eyes amongst the luggage she shared the backseat with, Harry’s hardcore modern punk died down to slow Nirvana grunge that was easy for him to chill to. As suburbian highways turned to blank, near stranded roads, Gil needed something to keep him awake and aware. “Hey…Harry, are you awake?” Gil asked, his eyes darting from left to right in an effort to prevent zoning out on the road.

“Uh, yeah?” Harry looked up from his phone and over to Gil. Harry could tell that his boyfriend was doing anything to keep himself awake. A part of him was conflicted. He could either pretend to nod off and leave Gil to lose the bet, or he could keep Gil company out of fear of what would happen if he were to fall asleep at the wheel. Thankfully for the three, he chose the latter. “How long do you think you’ve been driving?” Harry asked, using his words to keep Gil awake.

“Honestly, I don’t know. The GPS said the drive was going to take 6 and a half hours. So I told myself that once it hit 4 and a half hours, I could start looking for a gas station to pull over and switch spots, you know?” Harry nodded his head, but he became nearly bug-eyed when he saw the GPS said they would arrive in 7 hours. No…no this couldn’t have been right. They’ve been in the car for at least an hour and a half.

“Gil, sunshine, can I see your phone for a moment?” When Gil nods his head, Harry grabs the phone from the magnet nearly plugged into the AC vent in Gil’s car. He rolled his eyes as he realized what was wrong: Gil had either missed an exit or taken a wrong turn, extending their already long road trip. “Jesus fucking Christ…Gil, take the next exit and find a gas station.”

“Wait, why? We’re perfectly fine on gas.”

“Because you clearly don’t know how to follow a GPS. I’ll wake Uma.” Harry turned his body and slightly climbed over his passenger seat to lightly tap Uma on her leg, causing her to slowly stir awake and sit up.

“Are we here?”

“Hate to wake you, darling, but you’re riding shotgun. I’m gonna drive.” When Uma responded with a confused expression, Harry grabbed Gil’s phone from the magnet and showed it to Uma. She was just a confused and similarly shocked as he had been when he first saw that Gil had gone the wrong way.

“Jesus, Gil, tell me you didn’t do this to get out of your bet.” Uma flatly asked as Gil pulled into a nearby gas station and began to unbuckle his seatbelt.

“I didn’t even realize that I had done something wrong until Harry said I did.” Gil innocently shrugged his shoulders and switched to the back seat, an area that had been warmed from Uma’s sleeping body. Harry got into the driver’s seat and began to drive. 

Gil smiled as he snuggled into a nearby pillow tucked into the backseat. Did he fake getting lost to get some shut-eye? Maybe. Was he going to end up owing Uma and Harry money for this? Possibly. But the only thing that mattered was that he was getting to spend two straight months travelling the country with his sleepy girlfriend and his flourishing, overdramatically Scottish boyfriend.

Should I put all of my sea three headcanons, drabbles and oneshots on AO3? I promise I’m NOT abandoning Evil Karma but like I’ve had so much inspo for these three lately and I want to spread their cute ass relationship to the WORLD!

Pairing:poly!Sea Three (Uma x Harry x Gil)

Summary:Uma dresses up for Halloween and the boys don’t really know how to react.

Warnings:Mentions of teen partying, drinking, and an allusion to teen drug use, huge sexual tension towards the end but nothing too explicit

It was the first time in a long time that Uma felt like attending an Isle party. Usually, they end in nothing but the wrong kind of chaos. Harry gets too drunk and starts threatening to hook people out of nowhere, Gil takes the wrong kind of candy from the Mad Hatter’s hippie twins, and Uma always has to be the one to take them home and babysit them. But tonight, tonight was different. Tonight was Halloween, and what kind of VK would Uma be if she didn’t participate in the most evil night of the year?

As she finally positioned the golden chain across her forehead to finish the sea witch costume she had in mind, she opened the door to see the boys in their normal Isle attire. She let out a huff as she walked over to them. “Seriously, guys? The one time I feel like going to a party and you’re not gonna dress up?” When Harry turned around to respond, he couldn’t believe what he saw in front of him.

Her silver, black and teal hair had been taken out of their usual braids and waved loosely like the ocean’s tide. Her makeup was seductive and elegant; a mix of dark blue and gold tinting her eyelids and her lips full with a hint of shimmer. Black and gold jewels trailed down her neck and across her smooth, exposed stomach. Her costume was a shredded, two piece set made of some kind of leather. Black fabric covered her skin and stuck tight to her body. If Harry had never fallen under Uma’s spell before, he certainly felt like he was now.

Harry silently tapped on Gil’s shoulder, urging him to turn away from whatever he had been looking through on Uma’s desk. It took him a while, but soon enough, the blonde finally turned around and took in Uma with a quiet inhale. The boys looked at each other, then back to Uma. There were so many thoughts crossing both of their minds, but they were scared that stating those thoughts would run Uma back into the Captain’s cabin and out of her costume. Uma looked to the both of them with her arms crossed, partially confused and intrigued by the boys’ silence. “What? Croc’s got your tongue?” A playful smile tugged at the corner of her lips. As soon as she saw Harry subtly bite his bottom lip, she knew what they were thinking.

Gil was the first to respond. He had quite a hard time getting his words together, he never wanted to say the wrong thing. Especially not in the presence of someone so…so… “Beautiful..” He trailed off, the one word echoing in his mind over and over again. He took a few steps closer to Uma, her soft smile and knowing eyes beckoning him. When the two were mere inches from each other, Uma took a lock of his blonde hair and twirled it around her finger. She placed a deep, heated and frustratingly quick kiss on his lips, Gil chasing her for more. She turned to look at Harry, who was still standing there silent and breathing heavily.

“You’re not going to say anything, Harry? I thought you’d like it.” She looked at him with fiery eyes and a wicked smile. She knew exactly what she was doing. Harry wanted to say everything on his mind at this moment. He wanted to gush about how he wanted to feel that leather against his sweaty chest. Harry longed to tell her that instead of going to the party and showcasing this godly beauty to undeserving eyes, she should take him and Gil back to her cabin and do whatever she pleased to them. All he could do was step closer and closer. Slowly, each step drawing him deeper into the trance she had him in. As soon as he was close enough, Uma ran her fingers through his dark hair before giving it a quick tug, nearly forcing her First Mate down to his knees. “Come on, Harry…tell me what you think.”

With a soft moan and a lust-filled growl, Harry responded. “I think the party can wait. I need this. Uma…” he whispered her name softly like a prayer to the angels. “I need you…so badly.” Uma immediately felt Gil’s hands trailing up her back as he began to leave small kisses from her shoulder to her neck. She nearly melted onto him, not expecting such passionate contact from someone who was usually so submissive. She danced her fingers under Harry’s chin, moving him back to how he was standing before. He wanted nothing more than to melt into her. The other wanted nothing more than to please her. She wanted nothing more than to make them beg and rough them up.

“Sure, darling. The party can wait.” She turned away and slowly strutted back to her cabin, her two favorite boys interlocking hands as they followed along. 

It was the most evil night of the year, but it was evil in the bestway possible.

palettes-and-prompts:

1) “You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up.”
2) “You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat.”
3) “How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?”
4) “You’d better be quiet if you don’t want to get caught.”
5) “You look good all soaking wet.”
6) “Are you sure that’s what you want? I could really hurt you.”
7) “Oh my god you’re so much better than the last person I was with.”
8) “If you’re going to act like a little brat then I’m going to treat you like a little brat.”
9) “I don’t care how good it feels you’d better not cum until I tell you to.”
10) “Look, I’m not into choking but I wouldn’t mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while.”
11) “I bet you think you’re real cute letting them put their hands all over you. We’ll see how cute you look later when I get you home.”
12) “You don’t have to be gentle with me, I don’t break easily.”
13) “Touch yourself for me.”
14) “Do you think you deserve to be punished?”
15) “You take my fingers so well don’t you?”
16) “Shut up and take your pants off.”
17) “When I get home I expect you to be undressed and waiting on all fours for me.”
18) “Are you wearing my shirt?”
19) “Do you need me to finger you first?”
20) “You’d better be quiet or everyone’s going to know what a naughty little slut you are.”
21) “Did I stutter? Do as you’re told!”
22) “Look at you, I’ve only started using my fingers and you’re already shaking.”
23) “I can’t wait to be on my knees for you later.”
24) “Maybe if I punish you it’ll help you remember who you belong to next time.”
25) “Do you want it on your back or would you like to be on your stomach?”
26) “Suck on my fingers and get them nice and wet for me.”
27) “Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn’t tease me.”
28) “If you keep making those sounds I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
29) “Take it off. Slowly.”
30) “Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?”
31) “Why don’t you go put on something pretty for me?”
32) “Kitten, don’t make me tell you twice.”
33) “Pushing back against my fingers already? How pathetic.”
34) “I love the sounds you make when you come undone.”
35) “Maybe I should get you a collar so you don’t forget who you belong to.”
36) “You’d better watch your fucking mouth.”
37) “Did I say you could stop?”
38) “I need you. Now!”
39) “I’m so sick of your voice. Why don’t you come over here and put your mouth to better use?”
40) “I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.”
41) “You keep acting like a little brat and I’ll take you over my knee right here, I don’t care how many people are watching.”
42) “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself.”
43) “Don’t you want to play with me?
44) “Yes! I mean yes, Sir!”
45) “When we get home I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore.”
46) “Wanna see what I’m wearing underneath all this?”
47) “You deserve a reward for being so good today, what would you like it to be?”
48) “I can’t wait to put bruises all over that pretty skin.”
49) “You look so good on your knees like that.”
50) “I only want to please you.”
51) “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?”
52) “Are you going to be good from now on?”
53) “Is that a tattoo?”
54) “These walls are pretty thick, which means you and I can be as loud as we want.”
55) “Well, since you want to cum so badly, why don’t we see how many times I can make you cum right now.”
56) “Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”
57) “I wonder what your girlfriend/boyfriend would do if they knew what you were doing right now.”
58) “Do you know how beautiful you are? It’s truly distracting.”
59) “So desperate for it, aren’t you? Well, if you want it so bad you’d better start taking it.”
60) “Please? I’ll be good, I promise!”
61) “If you don’t change out of those shorts and into some pants I’ll have them around your ankles by lunch time.”
62) “I bet all our neighbors can hear you, I bet they all know what a dirty little slut you are.”
63) “Open your mouth.”
64) “I never knew someone could cum that fast just from a few fingers.”
65) “Pull my hair!”
66) “If you leave the house wearing that then the second you get back home I’m going to bend you over that bed.”
67) “If you want to cum you’d better beg.”
68) “You know I don’t like to be teased.”
69) “Come here, baby, let Mommy/Daddy take care of you.”
70)  "Say my name over and over again and, once you think you’ve said it loud enough, scream it. I want the whole neighborhood to know who’s making you feel good.“
71) "I’m gonna fuck you in front of the mirror, I want you to see how pretty you look when you’re spreading your legs for me.”
72) “Maybe I should leave you like this, that way anyone who wanted to use you could have a go with you. Would you like that?”
73) “I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.”
74) “Wow, I think you’re blushing even redder than the vibrator inside you.”
75) “You know, you look real pretty when you cry.”
76) “I think I like you better with a gag in your mouth.”
77) “Tell me what you like.”
78) “Shh, don’t worry, I’ll take very good care of you.”
79) “Look at you, grinding against everything, you’re really desperate for it. Aren’t you?”
80) “How do you feel about two at once?”
81) “Is that a thong?”
82) “Yeah, that’s it, baby, just like that.”
83) “Aww, poor baby, you want me to take care of it for you?”
84) “I love it when you dress up for me.”
85) “Did you dress up just for me?”
86) “Let me show you what happens to little brats who don’t follow the rules.”
87) “Think you can handle that much?”
88) “Mmm, good morning to you too.”
89) “Just pull the car over!”
90) “What’s wrong? I thought you liked teasing.”
91) “Aww, is my little princess/prince getting shy?”
92) “Come on, take it all on your own like a good little pet.”
93) “It’s okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.”
94) “Be a good girl/boy and do what I tell you.”
95) “That tickles.”
96) “Were you touching yourself without permission?”
97) “I think you forgot to lock the door, that means anyone could walk right in and see you like this.”
98) “I see the gift I got you fits well.”
99) “You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.”
100) “Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.”

Send a number with a ship (either huma, harry x gil, uma x gil, or sea three) and I’ll get a little drabble up as soon as I can!!!!

Gil x Harry Headcanons

In reference to @alice-on-elm-street request “sea three headcanons for the year Harry and Gil we’re separated from Uma following D2?”

Note: I know I didn’t mention Uma in these, and I can make some HCs for Uma if you want me to. I just felt the need to focus on the boys

- They didn’t think she was going to be gone at first. Both Harry and Gil were so caught up in everything that had happened at the cotillion that they’d just assumed she’d be back.

- It was when Jonas asked Harry if he was going to be Captain that Harry had realized what was happening. Uma was gone, separated from her boys, and they didn’t know when or even if she would return.

- Although he was hesitant to do so, Harry took up the role of Captain. It made the most sense for him, considering he was Uma’s first mate and therefore next in line in case anything happened to her. But thinking of that reality for even a second scared every shred of his being.

- Poor Gil, he was one of the last to realize what was going on.

- Like he was walking around just sort of unaware of everything until he heard someone call Harry ‘Captain’ and when he asked Harry about it everything just sort of hit him like a truck.

- You know how people always say that people have different ways of responding to things? This would be a prime example.

- When Harry first realized everything, he got angry. He became incredibly irritable and nearly every negative interaction ended with him threatening to hook someone.

- Everything about Harry is just incredibly intense. He never thought he had to fill the shoes of his Captain, not to mention that the girl he’s utterly obsessed with is just gone…and he doesn’t know if she’ll come back.

- Gil is pretty much the only person who can calm Harry down. And while it takes a while most times, Harry still appreciates it.

- Speaking of Gil, while he tries his best to hide it, he’s pretty upset too.

- When he first realized that his Captain was gone, he isolated himself completely. Only leaving Uma’s cabin on the ship for mandatory Chip Shoppe shifts and to occasionally check up on how Harry was doing. He was crushed.

- About four months into Uma’s ‘disappearance,’ the boys started spending their nights in Uma’s room together, looking for something…anything that reminded them of her.

- Gil never stopped asking questions. Whether out of confusion or fear, he always went to Harry asking him what was next for them.

“You don’t think she’s dead, do you?”

“I don’t know, sunshine…I hope not.”

- Harry began to cool down after about eight months or so, don’t get me wrong he still missed her like crazy, but he began substituting his anger for a massive increase in his impulsive behavior.

- Gil almost always tagged along in said impulsive behavior because he didn’t want to go back to isolating himself…to that sad, confusing sense of dread.

- This impulsive behavior included stealing more than usual, getting into the occasional bar fight at the Chip Shoppe

- But most of the crew had gone into such acts, these two boys had more…special ideas for each other.

- You know how I said that Gil was the only person who could calm Harry down while Uma was gone? Yeah…he had more than one way of doing so

- Sometimes Gil would just take Harry back to Uma’s room and let Harry lay on his chest, allowing Harry to speak his mind and maybe cry a bit if he really needed to. (He did).

- But other times? Other times he’d take Harry back to his own room on the ship and let the pirate do whatever he wanted to him.

“Gil, why are we in my room?”

“You’re angry, you’re frustrated. I don’t want you taking it out on your crew…”

- He’d be saying this as he slowly stripped to make sure Harry would catch the hint.

- Oh boy, did he catch that hint quickly.

- Overall, it was a rough year for the both of them. They never really found a “healthy” way to cope with Uma being gone. But, if they were gonna be broken, evil, and impulsive, they were definitely glad to be broken, evil and impulsive together.

So, first of all I just wanted to say that I hit 100 followers recently and I know that may not seem like much, but it’s awesome to know that people are liking my fic and are okay with seeing me ramble about Descendants because a lot of people I know IRL don’t even know I like Descendants. That’s really freaking cool.

Considering that, I feel like I owe you guys this reason as to why chapters may take a long time to be uploaded/why I may not be as active on my RP blog. (I will be posting this to my RP blog later since I know there are people who follow that blog and not this one but anyway). 

Let me start off by saying I am not taking a hiatus. I love writing Evil Karma so so SO much and taking a hiatus from it may cause me to forget about it (which I do NOT want to do). Chapters just may take a little bit longer. And a there are two big reasons why.

1. I am currently the lead in my high school’s production of She Kills Monsters. We’ve been having rehearsals pretty much every single day and I don’t get home until pretty late. We open the show in less than a month so when I do get home I usually spend that time resting or memorizing lines, reflecting on character work, etc. I am also preparing monologues and songs for online college auditions so if I’m not in rehearsal, I’m likely thinking about those as well. Both singing and acting is something I am incredibly passionate about and something I intend to turn into a career while writing is more of a hobby. Therefore, performing will take priority at times. I hope that’s okay.

2. I may make a longer post about this if enough people care, but my dad has been a struggling alcoholic since I was young and has recently relapsed after 2 years of sobriety. He’s not living with my mom and I, he is likely not coming back home, my mom has been throwing around the idea of divorce, etc. etc. I’m not as emotionally hurt as when this happened my freshman year, but it definitely doesn’t feel great. Keeping myself busy with the play has definitely helped, but I have a feeling that if things don’t lighten up after the show is over, I’m not going to be in the best mental state. My motivation for activities will go down, my urge to stress eat will increase, etc. etc.

I hope you guys all understand. I’m working on Chapter 11 tonight, but I have no idea how far I’ll get with it. I hope you guys have an amazing day.

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‘Cause every inch of you is perfect from the

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descendantshellhole:

If you got beauty beauty

Just raise ‘em up

‘Cause every inch of you is perfect from the

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If you get it, you get me.

There should be a version of this where Gil’s the first pic, Uma’s the second, and Harry’s in both bc we all know he’s a chaotic switchy boy

Author’s Note: So I was reading back through my Sea Three content and realized that I never wrote HCs for Modern!Sea Three. So here they are. Also a reminder that my requests are open! Send in any headcanons or oneshots you want!!!

- First off, this is going to be for a high school!Modern AU because in canon the three are 16/17 in D2 and 17/18 in D3. So there’s that.

- Let’s start with how they met. Harry and Uma had lived in the same neighborhood since they were practically in diapers.

- They’d meet up at the park down the road every day to play pirates (Uma was always the Captain) in order to escape the stuff they had going on at home.

- They were the kind of childhood friends that made the “if we’re both single at 25 let’s get married” pact.

- Turns out they couldn’t wait until 25, because they started dating around the 8th grade. Harry came to her front door with one of his flannels in his hand and when Uma asked why he was giving it to her he said “well if we’re gonna be dating, you need to have some of my clothes.” and Uma just shrugged and went “okay, thanks babe!”

- Once high school came around, the pair were practically unstoppable. 

- Uma was an active member of the Black Student Union and Student Council. If so many of the kids at school weren’t so biased towards Mal, she would’ve been voted Most Likely to Become President.

- Harry took on high school from a more rebellious angle. His freshman year was FILLED with spray paint on lockers, petty fights with people who looked at Uma the wrong way, etc.

- Harry had also become the lead singer and guitarist for an indie rock band called The Lost Revenge. If people at school liked him, it was usually because of his music.

- By the time they were sophomores, people were inspired by Uma’s leadership and either scared or intrigued by Harry’s love for trouble.

- Then, the unthinkable happens. 

- Gil moved to Uma and Harry’s high school from a different state, so they had NEVER seen him before. But when they did, they realized they had to know him.

- So, Uma volunteered to give him a tour around the school and the two clicked instantly. She invited Gil to one of Harry’s upcoming gigs so that Harry could meet him too.

- Harry had already come out as pan, but since he’d only dated Uma, he had no experience with guys. None. At all.

- So when Gil came up to him, all sunshiney and muscular and sweet with his “Wow, you guys did awesome tonight!” He had no idea how to respond.

- The three started to hang out together more and more. Uma and Gil would go to every single one of Harry’s gigs, Gil and Harry would visit Uma at her job at her mom’s local seafood restaurant, and Uma and Harry would ALWAYS go to Gil’s football games (despite Harry’s small hatred for football).

- How they started dating was kind of sad, but also kind of sweet when you think about it. 

- Uma’s sitting in her room, chilling, listening to Janelle Monae (yes, she’s a Janelle Monae fan, fight me) when Harry calls her.

- “Hey, Uma, is your mom home?”

-“Nope. She’s got a double at the restaurant. Why? Looking for some alone time?”

-“Actually, Gil’s here with me. Something’s happened. We’ll be there in 5.”

- Uma. Was. TERRIFIED.

- Her fear grew even stronger when she opened the door to Gil bruised, crying, and under Harry’s arm. 

- Turns out, Gil was bi. Openly bi. Some of the football players didn’t like that very much.

- “I don’t understand…They were so nice to me before, then I told them about an ex boyfriend from back home and they all just..ganged up on me.”

- They iced his bruises, gave him a blanket to snuggle into and a shoulder to cry on. Suddenly, Gil leaned up and kissed Harry. 

- Nobody really knew how to react at first. Gil immediately got scared because he knew how jealous Uma could get sometimes, and Harry thought that he had just cheated on his girlfriend and his best friend.

- But when Uma leaned down and slowly began to kiss Gil, it’s like something switched in all three of them. 

- When Uma and Harry saw Gil that first day, they didn’t just want to know him, they wanted to love him. So the two became three. They promised to always love, support, and protect each other.

- But first, Uma and Harry had to get even with the football team.

- Harry simply just fought most of them in the school parking lot, getting his bandmates to help out. But Uma? Uma snapped. She slashed three tires on all of their cars and made sure that every girl in school knew what they had done. 

- “Homophobes don’t deserve cars…or girlfriends.” 

- While this may have gotten Uma kicked out of student council, she didn’t feel an inch of regret.

- So, throughout their Junior and Senior year, this throuple became known as the “C Three.” What did the C stand for?

- “Chaos. Pure, impulsive, rebellious chaos. But at least we know we have each other.”

Since I’ve noticed a bit more activity and requests on this blog (which I’m verygrateful for btw) I decided to make a masterlist so that everything’s a bit easier to find!

* = smut

bold=angst/extra sensitive topics covered

italics= fluff

() on a multi-chapter/fic = W.I.P

MULTI-CHAPTER/FICS

(Evil Karma)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6*

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

ONE-SHOTS

A Sea Three Halloween (poly!Sea Three)

On the Road (poly!Sea Three, modern!AU)

Fiery and Frozen* (poly!Sea Three)

Not So Devilish Pirate* (poly!Sea Three)

HEADCANONS/MISC.

Poly!Sea Three Headcanons (pretty self explanatory)

Gil x Harry Headcanons (my first request!!)

Poly!Sea Three Headcanons Modern!AU (poly!Sea Three High School!AU headcanons to go with my Modern!AU oneshot)

Pairing:poly!Sea Three (Uma x Harry x Gil)

Summary:The Sea Three get sent home from Auradon Prep early due to a snow storm. The boys want to turn on the fireplace, but Uma has other plans

Word Count: 4,146 (that’s right, it’s a long boy)

Warnings:major major MAJOR explicit smut, light bondage, dom!Uma, switch!Harry, sub!Gil, I feel like the post will get banned if I explain everything so just read with caution

Author’s Note: This is the first of three (I think three?) smuts that follow the smut dialogue prompts I reblogged a while back. This particular one has prompts 16 and 94

The air outside was nearly arctic, and the howling wind didn’t help too much. Ice quietly tapped against every surface of every building in Auradon. Those who made the dull-witted decision to skip out on layering for that day came back to their dorms with high chills on their skin and a blue or purple tint to their lips. Uma, Harry, and Gil had all made that mistake.

School had been cancelled early that day, as did all after school activities. Some were happy to be sent home early, eager to catch up on homework, take a nap, whatever they wish. Others were upset about the cancellation of their beloved tourney practice or rehearsal for Auradon’s Speech and Debate team. These swashbucklers, however, only cared about staying warm.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Harry mumbled as he shut their dorm room door behind them. Goosebumps trailed along his pale skin from one muscled arm to the next. For the first time in a long time, he would publicly admit to being desperate for something. In the case? Warmth.

“I don’t get it…yesterday it was sunny. Like, really sunny. Did someone cast a spell? Is Auradon cursed again?” Gil asked as he walked over to their bed and looked for blankets, hoodies, anything to warm themselves from the frost outside their window. Uma sat on their bed and crossed one leg over the other as she eyed her boys up and down. Despite them being tinted a dark blue, Uma could not stop thinking about their lips. The cold skin trailing along every inch of her body as she’d curl her icy fingers down their bare backs. 

“Nope. Evie told me earlier today that they got hit with something similar this time last year. She had the perfect cure for it, though.” She smirked and walked over to the small fireplace in their nearly luxurious bedroom. They had only added tiny Isle-esque touches so far, and they did intend on adding more. But for now, their bedroom would look like a weird mix of their home on the Isle and the fresh, pristine style of Auradon. With the fireplace on, the boys quickly sped over to sit on the foot of the bed and face the roaring heat emitting from across them. 

The boys sighed in relief. But said relief was quickly cut in half when Uma stood in front of the fireplace, blocking some of the heat that would be warming them. She stood facing them, hands on her hips and looking at them with hungry eyes. “Well? Don’t you want to know what the cure is?” She asked innocently, hoping the tease in her tone would help them take the hint.

Harry immediately caught on, knowing that slight tease in her voice from a mile away. He smirked devilishly and gave a low chuckle. Gil, however, bless his pirate soul, was sitting there with his head slightly cocked to the side in confusion. “I thought the fireplace was the cure?” Gil asked.

The dark-locked pirate stood and tenderly greeted his girlfriend, placing a stray hair behind her face. “Hmmm, it seems he’s not catching the hint. More for me?” Harry quietly cooed in her ear. Uma smiled softly, inching in closer to him as if she were going to kiss him. Harry was swiftly surprised, however, when she tightly gripped his hair and pushed him down to his knees. Harry melted into the touch, loving the fluttery, fiery feeling he received when Uma reminded him who was in charge.

“Not if you’re gonna behave like that.” Uma began to walk closer to Gil, but stopped when she heard shuffling movement from behind her. She briskly turned and gave Harry her dominating glare. “Did I say you could get up? Stay there.” Uma gritted through her teeth as she turned to Gil with a sweet grin. “Gil, do you understand what I’m asking for, here?”

Gil could already feel his breath getting a hint heavier. He knew exactly what she wanted, but he had a role to play. This was a lustful dynamic the three of them had built far before they had decided to take their relationship in a more romantic direction. Harry was a feisty one. He’d have his days where all he wanted to do was tease his sunshiney boy more and more, inching towards the brink of release, but swiping it every time. He was bratty, too. Flirtatious and hedonistic as if the feeling of Gil and Uma’s bodies against his was a drug..no, a religion to him. He could be as teasing and devilish with Gil as he wanted to be, but the minute his Captain stepped in, it’s as if a switch in his mind, body, and soul flipped. What was once a fiery, near chaotic little demon became an obedient first mate, eager to please and serve his Goddess.

Uma always took charge. She’d command every kiss, every touch, every lingering piece of skin on her and her boys. If she asked her boys to jump, they’d ask how hard..how deep, and they had to do it willingly. Because their Captain was merciless, brutal, yet burning ecstasy in punishment. 

Gil? Gil was the sunshine boy. Innocent and a tad dumb both in the streets and somewhat in the sheets. He was always submissive. Almost always excited. He would be a bit naive at first, supposedly fronting like he didn’t have a lot of experience. But once the foreplay was done, that would be the complete opposite. Gil is like a rabbit. Sweet and adorable but horny as fuck. And that showed in his actions. He was needy of pleasure both for himself and his partners, and giving out a naive front was a part of that need.

“I, I think so? Can you…can you tell me?” Uma quietly giggled and slowly shifted herself on to Gil’s lap, wrapping her legs around his waist. She runs her hands gently through his blonde locks and placing a finger under his chin, leans his head up to gaze directly into her dark brown eyes.

“Oh, sweetie. Why tell..when I can just show?” Uma whispered before leaning in to place a kiss on Gil’s soft, pouty lips. Their lips collided deeply and passionately, dancing with each other in a fiery masquerade. Uma couldn’t keep her hands off of Gil’s rock hard, bulging biceps and Gil revelled in every cold touch she gave him. Harry sat back in longing, the sounds of their needy groans and content, quiet sighs filling the room and seeping into his skin. Gil quickly moved down to Uma’s neck, sucking and biting hard enough to leave love bites that blended near perfectly with her dark skin. A small moan slips from Uma as she leans back and takes a quick look at how Harry’s reacting to all of this. She quickly pushes Gil down, his back laying on the soft bed. As she takes off his shirt, she leans down and cooes loud enough for the dark haired pirate behind her to hear. “Gil, why don’t we warm ourselves up a bit, hm?” Gil slowly nods, feeling his erection growing harder with every ounce of her breath he feels on his skin. 

“But…but what about Harry?” Gil looked up just for a moment to check on his kneeling boyfriend. He wasn’t quite a mess just yet, but the animal was definitely not liking his cage. His mind was racing, eyes fixed on Gil’s bare chest. He knew that as soon as Uma gave him the permission to, he’d ravage that naive boy enough to make Gil scream his name. The idea of pinning Gil’s arms to the bed as he’d suck and bite on every inch of his skin, teasing his hard, twitching cock until the very last second made Harry’s erection very visible through his black pants. Harry looked to Uma and gave her a gaze that silently begged for permission to stand, to move, to do anything other than sit here and watch. Uma chuckled and positioned herself right on top of Gil’s growing erection, causing a pleasured moan to slip from the boy’s lips.

“We’re gonna give him a show first. Now, be a good boy and do what I tell you. That won’t be so hard, will it?” Gil shakes his head, knowing that the moment he disobeys her he will regret it. Uma smiles and continues kissing every inch of his body, one hand gripping onto his shoulder as she digs her nails into his skin as the other hand rests on Gil’s right thigh. She perks her firm, supple ass a bit higher into the air, knowing it’d drive her first mate crazy. By the time she leans up to examine her work, Gil’s neck and chest are covered in marks varying in shades of red and purple. Gil whines at the loss of contact, but is relieved of the sudden loss when he feels her grinding against his crotch. In his pleasured haze, he hadn’t noticed that Uma had stripped of nearly all her clothes, leaving her only in a pair of lacey, dark blue panties. 

But Harry had seen every bit of it. He knew from the second she removed her brown belt what she was doing to him. He marveled how she swayed out of her dress to the beat of every possible song that was blaring in his mind. He nearly growled when she turned around and flashed him a wink as she removed her bra and tossed it to the floor beside them. Not seeing her breasts, but only the curves and divots of her back and hips was the biggest tease she had given him. He wanted to touch her so bad, feel her lips crash onto his pale body and please every inch of her skin as Gil lingered his tongue up and down his cock. But, like a puppet on strings, he had no choice but to stay still.

Uma continued to grind against Gil’s hard cock, loving the feeling it gave her but needing just a little more. She moved her hand from Gil’s shoulder to his blonde lock, giving a strong tug. Gil quietly winced and the mix of pain and pleasure that she gave him, but he loved every bit of it. He needed to feel her mouth on him like a fish needed the ocean water coursing through every breath. “Uma..please..I need you.” He begged, eyes glazing over with wanton.

At his begging remark, Uma leans down and growls into his ear. “Did I say you could speak, my little rabbit?” She ceased her grinding and stood up, motioning to a needy Harry to stand beside her. “I’ll have to admit, I loved hearing you beg. Maybe our needy Harry over here can help you beg a bit more, hm?” As Harry stood beside her, she pulled him in and quickly crashed their lips together. After being without her touch for so long, it felt like ecstasy to finally get some attention. They ran their hands all over each other, Harry taking every chance he could get to grip her soft breasts. He started to move down to her neck when she pushed him back. “I’ve gotta get something. You two have fun while I’m gone.” As she walked away, she whispered a subtle command to her first mate. “I want him a mess when I’m back. But don’t let him come, you got that?” Moving his gaze to the desperate blonde in front of him, he slowly nodded with a devilish snicker. Uma walked off, heading towards a special closet in a different part of their home.

Harry quickly rushed on top of Gil, stripping off his jacket and shirt with haste. Using his strength, he pulled Gil up closer to him, their chests touching skin to skin. “Wait, what did she tell you?” Gil asked in between quiet moans as Harry left even more love bites across his neck and shoulders.

“Shut up and take your pants off.” Harry responded, to which Gil obliged. Soon enough, both of the boys were naked and revelling in each other’s touch. Heat, lust, and utter desire roaring in the both of them. Like an entrancing snake, Harry slithered down Gil’s chilled body, leaving both wet and soft kisses down every inch until he finally licked a long, wet stride up the blonde’s hard cock. The sensation sent shivers up Gil’s spine as he leaned his head back and let a needy moan release into their bedroom. Gripping onto his thighs strong enough to leave red marks, Harry soon became a little rougher with his tongue. Gil intertwined his fingers in his dark, messy locks as Harry switched back and forth between speedily bobbing up and down and teasing licks from the base to his tip. Harry had always been a fan of control when it came to Gil, doing everything he could to remind the muscle that no matter how big and strong he was, he’d always be a good boy for a teasing, devilish imp like himself. 

Harry kept himself trapped in between Gil’s legs, his pace growing quick and rough as Gil bucked his hips and let his cock hit the back of Harry’s throat. Gil could feel the warmth in his stomach beginning to bubble over as he longed for release. “Harry…please.” He moaned out as he neared his climax. Harry let go of his cock with an audible pop and continued gliding his fingers along the inside of Gil’s thighs, relishing in the small shivers and squirms the blonde pirate gave. 

“Sorry, rabbit. Uma gave me orders. I have to follow them.” He slid back from in between Gil’s legs and moved to straddle him. He leaned down to his boyfriend’s ear and whispered lowly. “You know how to follow orders, don’t you?” As Harry’s hand went to tightly grip Gil’s throat, the two pirates could hear the door opening and Uma walking in with an evil smile on her face. There she stood with a pair of red, leather handcuffs in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other. Harry speedily removed himself from Gil and began to saunter closer to Uma, eyeing the cuffs like a hungry wolf. “What exactly do you have planned, Captain?” Uma let out a soft chuckle before looking over to Gil.

“Gil, my rabbit, lean up against the headboard, will you?” Gil quickly nodded and obeyed, shimmying his body so his back leaned against the headboard. Uma spun one of the cuffs around her finger in pure excitement. “Harry, help me out?”

“Gladly, Captain.” Harry purred as the two moved over to cuff Gil to the black headboard behind their bed. Gil’s heartbeat began to quicken in both fear and excitement as he felt his hands restrict to the tight, red, leather cuffs that Uma had brought up. His length was still standing hard and thick, almost painfully stiff from Harry’s earlier teasing. A tiny whimper rises from him as Harry snakes down to his chest and starts to leave even more tiny little love bites on his chest. Uma straddled behind Harry and grabbed a lock of his hair, using her grip to move him up and away from Gil’s chest.

“Easy, Harry, you’re making the poor guy miserable. Surely he should get some kind of award for following my orders earlier, shouldn’t he?” Uma smiled as she grabbed the bottle of lube and began to open the cap. However, instead of squeezing the lube onto Harry’s hand, she quickly grabbed two of Harry’s fingers and swirled her tongue around them long and slow. “Just in case the lube’s not enough.” She said after releasing his fingers with an audible pop. Harry could try to assume that was the only reason Uma sucked his fingers so sloppily, but he knew what she was doing. He chuckled lightly and looked down at Gil. The poor little rabbit still laid a heavily breathing, silently begging mess. Harry took the lube from Uma’s hand and squeezed a little bit of it onto his two fingers before lathering them in the warm liquid. 

“Don’t worry, little rabbit. I’ll warm you up.” Harry smirked as he teased his finger around the rim of Gil’s hole before slowly inserting it inside of him. A small hiss of pain could be heard as Gil slowly adjusted to the penetration, but it wasn’t long before he laid there, eager for Harry to move his long, index finger. 

“H-Harry, please…s-stop teasing.” 

“We really need to find a way to shut you up, don’t we, little Rabbit? Don’t worry, I’ve got just the thing. Are you able to lay on your back?” Uma asked softly, a temporary pause from her dominating demeanor to ensure the safety of her boyfriend. When he nodded his head and began to slowly lay on his back, Uma straddled over his chest and began to capture his tongue in a heated, passionate kiss. In the kiss, Uma began to grind her naked sex on top of Gil’s chest, painting it with her wet juices. “Go ahead and stop teasing him, Harry. I’ve got just the thing to keep him quiet.” Uma ordered her first mate. As Harry obeyed and began to curl his finger inside Gil’s hole, a soft sigh of relief could be heard from the blonde pirate. Uma began to move her naked body closer and closer to Gil’s mouth. “You know what to do, little rabbit. Show me what that tongue can do.” She whispered before lowering herself onto Gil’s face. He eagerly went to work licking her folds, lapping at her warm juices like a thirsty dog desperate for water. 

As he ate Uma out, Harry slowly curved his finger as he moved in and out of Gil’s hole. Tired of being tame, Harry cautiously added a second finger and began to quicken his pace. Moans could be heard from both Uma and Gil as the devilish imp hit Gil’s most sensitive spot and the little rabbit grew even more reckless with his tongue. “Fuck, sunshine…need to be in you so badly. Captain, can I fuck him? Please?” Harry panted as his member remained nearly untouched. His mind went wild watching both his boyfriend and girlfriend unravel before him, but the fact that he wasn’t getting a lot of attention slowly began to eat away at him. 

Uma was nearing her climax, but decided that she needed something different, something more from her boys. She got off of Gil’s face and went back to straddling his chest. She lowered herself to meet his lips as she whispered seductively to him. “What do you think, Gil? You want Harry to fuck you senseless while I ride that thick cock of yours? All you gotta do is ask.” The two boys gulped in excitement as Harry shot Gil a look saying ‘You better beg, you little shit.’ Gil looked up at Uma and eagerly nodded his head. 

“Please, please Captain. I need to feel you, I need to feel both of you. I promise, I’ll do anything.” After being silenced for so long, Gil felt amazing finally letting go of control and submitting to the two beautiful people in front of him. He’d beg as long as they wanted if it meant making them feel good. Uma quickly leaned down to peck his cheek.

“Good boy.” She smiled as she leaned over to the dresser and grabbed two condoms. As she handed one to Harry, she shot him a wink. “Try not to rough him up too much, alright? Unless he wants that.” 

Gil rolled his eyes as he watched the two unwrap and put on the condoms. “I don’t care how rough, just fuck me already!”

Harry and Uma chuckled and positioned themselves. Uma straddled Gil’s length as Harry rubbed some of the warm lube onto his own. “Well, somebody’s eager.” Harry laughed as he teased the tip of his cock around Gil’s stretched hole. Uma, however, was tired of teasing. As soon as Gil’s cock was within reach, she quickly lowered herself down. There was a small wince at the sudden entry, but as soon as Uma started moving slowly..up and down..neither of them cared. Harry, incredibly aroused and nearly feral from the pleasurable sounds Uma and Gil began to make, finally entered Gil’s hole starting with his tip and taking it inch by inch. His rough, strong hands began to grip onto Gil’s thighs as he began to move in and out. Gil, slightly overstimulated from all the attention these two were giving him, could already feel his head floating in the clouds. It was like the three of them were the only people in the world. He didn’t care how loud or ridiculous sounding his moans and tiny begs were, or how loudly their headboard had started to bang on the wall. All he cared about was the warm wetness Uma blessed him with and the rough, senseless fucking Harry began to gave him as he quickly picked up his pace.

Uma definitely had a good time herself as well. It always brought her joy knowing the pleasure of two of the Isle’s hottest boys was in the palm of her hands. She was the only one who knew the right way to tug Harry’s black locks. She was the only one who knew Gil’s secret ‘love’ for spanking and rope bondage. Technically, Harry knew these things too, but she was the only one who’d get to use them as tiny games of sexual torture. She loved it. They loved it. And they’re the only ones who play it with each other.

Harry could feel himself start to come undone. The warm feeling in the pit of his groin was bubbling and boiling like a pot of hot water and he wanted nothing more than to let it burst inside of his blonde baby boy. “C-Captain…can I come? Please, please let me come inside of him.” Harry would never be this submissive around anybody else. But there was something about the way Uma carried herself, both in and outside the bedroom, that made him weak in the knees. Weak enough that if anybody else were to see the two in moments like these, they’d think Harry was under some kind of love spell cast by Uma. But there was no spell involved here, just a girl so beautiful, so confident, so strong in her fight for dominance that just submitting to her brought Harry the utmost pleasure. For Gil, on the other hand, he was an amplified, sexualized version of his usual, chaotic self. Eager to both tease and please. After all, the more you tease, the more they want it, and Harry loved to elongate everything with Gil as far as he could until Gil was a begging mess. 

Speaking of begging, Gil’s pants began to grow quick and unrhythmic as his climax came close. “I’m getting close, too. Uma…p-please..” He whined as he listened to the beautiful music of Uma’s moans. 

“Yes, yes baby. You can come. Come long and hard like I know you can.” Neither of the boys knew which one she was talking to, but they obeyed the order regardless. Gil let out a huge moan as he came inside of Uma, knowing he’d have quite the messy condom to throw away later. As he came, Harry could feel Gil’s hole tightening around him. The warm, tight hole around Harry’s throbbing cock was enough for the devilish pirate to reach his peak, whispering both Gil and Uma’s name as he did.

By the time Uma had undone Gil’s cuffs and Harry had thrown away both of the condoms, the three laid sprawled out across the bed, both of the boys near drenched in sweat. “Thank wicked for snow days, yeah?” Harry huffed out as he tangled his fingers in Gil’s ruffled and messy locks.

“Definitely.” Uma smiled, staring up at the ceiling then lowering her eyes to the roaring fireplace. “You boys want me to turn off the fireplace?”

“No, I think we’re good here.” Gil hummed between breaths, taking in the scent and afterglow of his two favorite people. Then, he noticed something. “Uma, did you finish?”

“No, that doesn’t matter though. Making you boys feel good is fine enough for me.” Gil leaned up and looked over to Harry, cocking an eyebrow and letting a playful smirk spread across his face. 

“Well we can’t have that, can we, Harry?” Harry shrugged his shoulders as he began to leave little nibbles on Uma’s neck while Gil lowered himself to Uma’s thighs and began to tease her folds with his fingers. Uma sighed and closed her eyes, realizing a newfound love for snow days.

Evil Karma - Chapter 11

Chapter 12345678910

Word Count: 1,726

Summary: Sofi and Gil give the exciting news to Uma, but certain feelings that were once hidden can’t be held captive for long.

Pairings: Platonic!Gil x OC, a tiny bit of OC x Uma, mentions of Harry x Uma and Harry x OC I guess?

Rating: PG (sorry, I had to type this on my school computer)

Warnings: None

Tags:@descendantofthesparrow@newtshairdryer@batmanwearsabowtie and anybody else interested!

Authors Note: THIS GIF IS NOT MINE BUT I COULDN’T FIND WHO MADE IT I’M SO SORRY!

Gil and I finally arrived back at the Chip Shoppe, the two of us slightly out of breath from running so fast and so far. He looked to me, a beaming smile on his face. He had gotten to the restaurant’s doors mere seconds before me. He won this time. “I knew it! I knew I’d win!”

I softly laughed along with him. “Yep, looks like I’m the bucket of shrimp this time.” Gil turned his gaze to the Lost Revenge, getting ready to run again. “Not so fast there, Gil. Don’t you think now would be a good time to tell Uma?” He slightly cocked his head to the side, confused and minisculely unaware of what I spoke of. “You know…about Ben?” I lowered my voice to keep the King’s arrival a secret from some of the lower leveled members of the crew. They would know soon. But for now, this had to stay between the higher ups.

“Oh! Yeah! I’ll go tell her!”

“Easy, Gil. I’m coming with you!” It was hard not to smile around Gil. While it was nearly unheard of to see a villainous side of him, his sunshine-like attitude was impossible to be extremely upset with. His undying loyalty and easy excitement was something I had valued and admired since the day I first met him.

The Chip Shoppe was especially busy tonight. Pirates and outcasts and wicked sidekicks alike all came in for their share of grub. A small part of me beamed when I saw Uma setting down a tray of food not too far away from me. She gave a soft and playful smile as we made eye contact and walked her way over to Gil and I. “Hey, Sofi! I’m glad you’re back.” She looked down at her bright blue timepiece, one made with a similar design to my bronze one. “Five more minutes and Harry would’ve sent the boys after you.”

I groaned and rolled my eyes. Harry must have told her. “So he told you?” I asked, looking next to me to see Gil nearly bouncing on his feet in excitement.

“Yeah, he told me. I wouldn’t have let him make a scene like that, though. As strong and protective as he can be, he’s not the Captain. I think there are moments where he forgets that we are just as strong as he is.”

“If not stronger,” I joked, gently nudging her on the shoulder. “He hasn’t seen me fight yet.” Gil impatiently tapped my shoulder, urgently waiting for me to bring up the good news. “But, Harry’s craziness aside, Gil has some very very important news for you.” I gently pushed him forward, watching from the sidelines like a proud mother at her son’s first baseball game. Uma rested her hand on her hip and cocked her head to the side, patiently waiting for Gil to speak.

He stood back, almost nervous of what he was about to say. I peered over to him expectantly. Uma wouldn’t be happy with either of us if we came with the premise of important news only to have nothing to follow said premise. “Well, Sofi and I were getting some eggs down at Yzma’s stand and…we ran into someone. Someone really really important.” Uma leaned in closer, like a little kid learning a very special secret. Gil pulled the three of us closely into a huddle before he whispered. “King Ben is on the Isle of the Lost. Carlos, Jay, and Evie came with him, too.”

Uma’s eyes lit up as she stepped back from the huddle and jumped in the air with a shout. I don’t know why, but seeing her this happy gave me this odd, warm feeling in my stomach. The kind of warm feeling you’d get from drinking hot chocolate on a cold day or snuggling into a thick blanket after a long day. “Oh my god! Sofi, you were right! Oh my god, this is gonna be so perfect!” She tightly embraced me, nearly lifting me off the ground in her excitement. Despite Uma being shorter than me, she was definitely the strongest girl in the crew. I chuckled softly, barely able to breathe as she nearly suffocated me with her touch. We soon separated, Uma’s mind darting a million miles an hour. “Well we need to go find him! Go get Gil, tell him to capture the beast. I’ll have you and Harry send a little message to his entourage of posers.” Go get him? I turned around to see that Gil had darted out the old, green doors of the Chip Shoppe. He didn’t hear Uma’s orders, and he wasn’t necessarily smart enough to infer them. Something was off.

“Yeah, I’ll go get him. Wait…what message?”

“Harry will pass it to you. Mal’s gonna take a trip to the Shoppe tonight.” She smirked and crossed her arms in front of her chest, daydreaming about all the ways this plan could go wickedly. I planted a quick kiss on her forehead and walked out the doors.

Gil didn’t go too far. He sat on the edge of a long pier next to the ship, looking out at the dark, clouded skies that always draped over the Isle. He looked straight forward, lost in thought. I quietly sat next to him and joined him as he looked out at the ocean in front of us. “That was a hasty exit you made there. Uma thought you were leaving to hunt the beast.” I mumbled jokingly, only receiving a soft and solemn hum in response. It wasn’t until I looked away from the ocean that I met the upset look in his eye. Something was wrong. Seriously wrong.

“Gil, is everything okay? You seem upset about something.”

“How do you do it?” He asked, his voice in a rare deep tone. He kept his gaze towards the edge of the pier, not wanting to meet my gaze. I was incredibly confused. Did he need help with something? Something I was apparently good at?

“How do I do what, Gil? I can’t read your mind, remember?” I held back a joking chuckle. Something really did seem wrong, and I had a little voice in the back of my head telling me Gil wasn’t in the mood for jokes. He turned to me, a shade of repressed anger biting at his expression.

“What I’ve been wanting..what I’ve been trying to get for the past 8 years, you somehow managed to get in months. You’re sure your magic doesn’t work here? Or are you just so hard to resist?” If I weren’t mistaken, I would’ve thought that Gil had just bit at me. Not with his teeth, but with his words. I looked up at him, wanting to hear more yet not sure if he would give me more. I’ve never known why, but I’ve always had this thing with seeing the fire rise in people’s eyes. Some people, like Harry and Uma, carry that fire wherever they go. But people like Gil, who usually carry a sweet and sunshiny disposition, only show that kind of fire when they’re angry.

“You’re angry with me, aren’t you, Gil?” I asked, quiet and subtle. Raising your voice to someone who was unusually upset is a recipe for disaster. This is especially true when it comes to boys, as they repress their emotions so much that when they come out..it can be dangerous. Gil stood abruptly and began to storm off before he turned back and stared at me with his teeth gritted together.

“You know what, Sofi? Maybe I am! Look, you’re smart. You’re a hard worker and I’m glad you’re on the crew. But if Uma’s going to have a second ‘first mate’ it should be me! I went to Uma’s crew when my own brothers were making me feel like I didn’t belong. My own dad made me feel like a disappointment every day! But when Uma and Harry found me, I realized that maybe I did belong somewhere. I feel like I belong with them, but you came out of nowhere and took that from me!” I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t taken aback by his words. I stood up and walked over to him, careful not to show any hostility as that might scare him off or even cause a fight.

“Are you jealous of my relationship with Harry and Uma? I mean, if you are, it’s okay. I just… I didn’t think you were into girls.”

“I’m not. And I…I guess I have had certain thoughts about Harry. But that’s not what I’m upset about. I came to the Lost Revenge because my family excluded me from everything. I wanted to be a part of something. And I was..until you showed up. All Uma and Harry have been asking me to help with is cleaning the back of the kitchen since you got here. I know the three of you are planning something for Mal and Ben and all the others…and I feel like I deserve to be a part of it.” I cocked my head to the side and smiled. He was right. Gil was the strongest on the crew. He could easily chuck both Harry and I over his shoulder if he wanted to. Muscle is always something useful when trying to take over the world.

I shrugged my shoulders and spoke. “Okay. I can talk to Uma about letting you in on the plan. You were third in command before I came, that shouldn’t be taken away from you. Besides, someone’s gotta hunt the beast down before we tie him up. What better person than you?” His anger began to subside, but that fire in his eyes still glowed. “Uma sent me out here to tell you that she needs someone to hunt Ben down and knock him out long enough to bring him to the lower deck of the ship and tie him up. Do you think you could do that?” He nodded, growing mischievously playful at the idea of kidnapping someone.

I began to walk off and heard his steps come up behind me. They were slow at first, wary of trusting the task he was about to take on. But eventually, he returned to that skippy glide that the pirates knew and loved.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

Hey guys! I promise I haven’t totally given up on this blog yet. The holidays are a very busy time for me and I really hope you all can understand that. That being said…

I HAVE ANNOUNCEMENTS!

1. I am currently working on Chapter 11 of Evil Karma and am going to try my best to have it up by next Monday
2. I am also working on TWO Sea Three smuts (one requested, one that I just felt like writing since it’s getting cold outside) and will also try to have those done in time for the holidays.
3. I’ve been listening to a LOT of music lately and have been debating on whether or not I should make little “playlists” for Huma, Sea Three, Harry, Uma, Gil, etc? Let me know what you guys think.

OKAY THANK YOU I LOVE YOU!!!!

Gil keeps a momonga. This is a secret from his family, namely his father who used to be a great hunter, and his brothers who are trying to follow in his father’s footsteps. He keeps it on board the Lost Revenge.

The flying squirrel is a mysterious creature that Gil found when he was a young boy on his first hunting trip to the Lost Forest on the west side of the island, clutched by a cool-looking branch with a forked end. It stayed on the end of the branch he carried on his shoulder, refusing to leave the branch the entire time he was out of the woods, passing through the thieves’ bazaar, and then through the alleyway back to his house. So Gil, assuming that the strange creature would be there when he reported the results of his hunt to his father, left it there, only to get a big smack in the face when he arrived home. The little thing was smarter than he thought, and slipped into the pocket of his parka as Gil struggled to get through the front door with the branch in his arms. Gil could not explain why his prey had vanished as quickly as it had entered the house. It was only after he had been tossed out by his father that he found it lounging comfortably in his pocket. Under normal circumstances, the flying squirrel would have been roasted long ago. But strangely enough, Gil found solace in its round, round eyes.

The momonga he has been doting on ever since is incredibly short-sighted.

It has the habit of climbing up to high places and gliding down to low places, and it is so short-sighted that it could easily dive into a barrel of sardines. It has jumped into a barrel, into a bag of potato chips, into Bonnie’s hat, and even into Uma’s hair. Because of its vision problems, it can’t even tell the difference between its owner Gil, and Harry who seems conflicted by the fact that it is aboard, as Momonga is a kind of rat.

One day, it ran out of the boat, and when the owner rushed to bring it back, he found it perched on the first mate. It seemed that it had jumped on the first mate’s collar in a panic, thinking that the owner had gotten off the ship and gone to the harbor, based on the similarity between two crewmates’ approximate height. Harry frowned at Momonga, who finally realized that he was clinging to the irreconcilable enemy, screamed its displeasure like it’s his fault.

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