Snuggling up with Jay on the sofa, I softly whine. For the past few days, I had been having anxiety and it was finally gone. The others were discussing Earthly politics, something we often spoke of since all of us shared similar opinions on politics.
“I still believe Charlie Kirk got what he had coming for him, I mean… he wanted to protect gun rights in America and ended up dying by the very thing he fought to protect. And yet he’s still praised by right-wing idiots who bend to people like Elon and Trump.” As Reed spoke, Andy and Cog nodded in agreement.
“See… And that’s the thing, right-wing MAGA supporters on social media claim that their opinions are always right when that isn’t the case. In fact, statistically, 88.8% of MAGA voters are confirmed registered sex offenders, if I remember correctly from research.” Cog spoke, looking for more research to pull up. “Also, I hate ICE. They’re pulling innocent people from their homes and tearing apart lives. There was one ICE officer who was found guilty of trying to meet up with a minor.”
“Eww… Yeah, I absolutely despise ICE. They deported my parents, they texted me a few weeks ago. They’re legal US citizens by the way.” Darrius spoke up. Darrius’s parents came from Mexico and legally became US citizens for job opportunities. They were both faced with backlash over the years since his dad is black and his mom is Latina, but both being from Mexico.
“Oh that’s fucked… Yeah, no, fuck ICE.” Jay spoke, sighing softly and pulling me closer, kissing my cheeks a bunch as I whined and snuggled into him. “...and I am so glad Error’s favorite musician is anti-ICE.”
“Odetari, right? Figured he’s against ICE, especially since most of his community is made up of Latinos and Latinas, people of color and queer people. Also, ICE is apparently deporting trans people and stripping them of gender-affirming care.” Andy spoke up. His posture was very calm, given he can’t feel rage, anger or any sort of angry or negative emotion.
“Oh HELL no. That’s just fucked. But in all seriousness, where would they deport trans people to? That’s… fucked regardless.” Oliver spoke up, worried. All of us continued this, knowing we all hate Trump, Elon Musk, ICE, Charlie Kirk and MAGA.
Written By Error Shark on June 16th 2026.“Babe, hey… It’s okay, I’m here, your anxiety won’t hurt you now… You’re doing okay…” Jay’s voice spoke calmly as I cuddled into him. I was having anxiety after being out with friends for a bit. Usually I spend my time at home and not out with others, given that whenever I am out, it gives me anxiety. “You won’t be there next week or for a bit, it’s okay… I’m right here baby… I’ll always be here for you to calm you…”
As he held me close, I felt his hand rubbing my back slightly as the two of us laid in bed. Cog, who was on the sofa, noticed and stood up then walked in. Climbing into the bed with us, his arms wrapped around us gently. The sound of both his and Jay’s heartbeats echoed in my ear softly.
“You… sure he’s okay?” Cog asked, to which Jay nodded. “Okay… Good… I was worried there…”
“Yeah… Same… Mm…” Jay paused for a moment, then looked down at me, kissing my head. “You know… I was thinking… I don’t think I’m pan… I tried being the label thinking it was mine, but I’m… I’m truly bisexual…”
“...And I don’t think I’m pangender. I was programmed to know of every gender and be every one, but be masc presenting, but… I don’t feel truly every single one. I think… I think I’m just a dude. A guy. I want to be normal, to be me. And being a dude feels right to me. I think, though... I like he/they pronouns...” As Cog spoke, the two of us snuggled him softly, nuzzling into him a bit.
Written by Error Shark on July 5th 2026“Ugh… I hate having anxiety for no reason…” Curling up with Jay, I laid on his lap as he pet behind my ears softly. There was no reason for my anxiety, but it was likely the reckless spending that had happened. Maybe the amount of ADHD symptoms I was having was scaring me. Often, I had to tell myself that I don’t have ADHD because of my fear of change. I hated change in things like my schedule (even sleep), diagnosis, medications and prescriptions, partners randomly changing their writing or texting style, partners changing their personality, and diet. Even getting a new partner now felt scary, or even having kids. This is why I disabled myself from being able to have kids.
Jay just kept holding me close as Oliver softly whispered to me to try and calm me down. Whenever I had anxiety, everyone had to whisper and not raise their voices above a whisper due to me being in a more startled state. No dishes were able to be moved, no pots and pans were able to be used, no sudden loud noises. No nothing. Just silence so I could slowly heal and get back up. However since I was off of meds, it was much easier to manage my emotions and mood, and I had less anxiety.
“It’s okay cariño… Mi amor, mi bebe… I’m right here… You’re safe here… The anxiety that you feel is a temporary feeling…” As Jay spoke, I felt myself getting calmer and calmer. His hands rubbing my sides and in my hair felt comforting. If anything, it felt nice being loved like this and I never wanted it to end.
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Reed, sitting on the sofa, was focused on a bug documentary, maybe too focused. Coming up from behind, I gently rubbed his shoulders. I could sense they were blushing, and I was all in for it. Going around the sofa, I sat down and brought Reed into my lap, cuddling them as my doggy tail wagged a bit. Reed’s body melted into mine as he began cuddling me.
“Mmm… E-Error… P-please don’t let go of me…” As they spoke, I smiled softly while nuzzling into their neck. They made little moth squeaks as their moth wings fluttered a bit. “Sooo comfy… So warm… So… muscular…”
“Mmm… Adorable… Meine Liebe… Mein Ein und Alles… My cutesy baby… My little moth…” Nuzzling into their cheek, they started to squeak a bunch in pure happiness. And then… they spoke up. Another bug fact was incoming. It happened every single time we kissed and cuddled. Apart from us, Reed had bugs on the brain.
“...Did you know preying mantises each have their own distinct personalities…? Kind of like each of us in the polycule… Ehehe…” Reed looked up at me after speaking, then nuzzled into my neck softly as they squeaked again. I let out a soft chuckle, kissing their lips softly.
Both myself and Jay sat in the studio together, working on music. Darrius, if not mentioned before, has a huge studio he owns for his record label. Jay’s hands rested on my hips as I sat in his lap. As I continue to make music, I sit in a shrimp-like position. Jay set his head on my shoulder, kissing my neck slightly. Whining, I blush and hold onto him.
“Hun… You’re doing so well… I hope you know that…” Jay’s soft voice echoed into my ear in his soft tone of voice. He knew I was having anxiety and whispering typically helps soothe the anxiety. His hands then rested on my thighs as I slowly turned to face him, cuddling into him. I couldn’t focus on anything but him. I needed him, every single inch of him just with me at all times. Jay is mine and mine alone. All mine. “You will always be mine… forever and ever… Never forget that, hun.”
In the nice, warm summer at the local lake where all the fishing activity takes place, Error and Null sit by each other on a boat, taking in the scenery. Down in the lake's deep waters, all kinds of fish swim by our boat, traversing through different paths below us in depth. Quietness surrounds us, creating the perfect environment for someone like Error to cool down from stressful moments in his life. I sat there beside him, taking in the handsome sight of his precious face.
"Hun, your face is just as good as the scenery of this lake. Thank you so much for bringing me all the way here to admire such a hot and handsome man just like you are."
"Says you, my hubby kitty. Nobody in this world should ever touch you in a way I despise, nor shall they ever remove you from my life. Now, give me some cuddles, hun bun. You know how needy I can be whenever I’m around someone like my precious husband like you. Could you please hand me a doggy treat for being such a good boy by catching plenty of fish?" My voice spoke into his ear softly.
"Sure thing, my good little puppy. Never will I deny my husband a fine dog treat; after all, you’re always the good boy you are. Doesn’t matter if you’re slightly misbehaving around me; a lovely puppy like you needs his tasty treats from the love of his dearly loved life." What felt like hours went by as the light from the sun was slowly being replaced by the great night sky of the polycule. A magnificent, spectacular sky filled with patterns of various colored, bright stars looming over us, providing an admirable view for both of us to gaze upon. These little dots in the sky are what keep us motivated to bring the best nights of our lives, experiences to progress our ever-expanding love and affection.
Reed and Null both laid on the sofa together, sprawled out watching Back To The Future. The two were just simply cuddling, nothing more or less. Null nuzzled his head into Reed’s chest, clinging to them a bit more while meowing for more cuddles. Reed obliged, running their fingers through his hair softly.
“Mmm… Please keep holding me like this… Please… Never stop…” As Null spoke softly, Reed hummed softly and peppered light kisses on Null’s cheeks and lips, some even on his forehead. “Nyaaa…”
“You’re such a cute little kitty, you know that, right? I could hold you forever.” Reed’s voice was soft and gentle like softened butter. The two just stayed like that the rest of the night, falling asleep together.
“You don’t deserve anything, Error.”
“You hurt us.”
“You won’t ever change.”
“You can’t change.”
“You should just kill yourself already.”
“I don’t wanna be your friend anymore.”
These were all thoughts circling my head. Every single one of them. All because I had a BPD episode on a close friend, and that friend ended up cutting contact with me. Jay had already tried helping me through things, knowing how badly I was hurting and how badly I wanted to change myself. However, no matter how much I tried, I knew they wouldn’t change at all. So, instead, Jay tried to help me become a better person instead of taking my BPD episodes out on anyone else.
“Okay… Babe, let’s try this, I know you’re having an episode now, so just… set the phone down…” As his voice spoke softly, I set my phone down beside us on the bed. His arms wrapped around me as he pulled me close, my head in his chest as I cried. “Now… Instead of taking it out on yourself or anyone else, I want you to take it out on your stress toys. Throw them around, use them like it’s your last time doing so… Okay?”
As I clung to him, he handed me one of my plushies, a small bit of a granola bar, a soda and my noise cancelling headphones. Slipping them onto my head, he clung to me and played me some of my calming music I liked listening to as I just laid with him, his fingers tracing circles on my back. Despite everything, Jay still loved me, much like the rest of the polycule. They wanted me to change. They wanted me to do better, to be better than I was before.
“Mh… Can I please go back to my old look?... I… don’t like my recycling signs…” Jay held both my hands, kissing them softly, then my cheeks, and finally my lips. His forehead pressed against mine as he softly nodded and hummed a bit. “I… want the scars to still be there as a sign that I lived… as a sign that I’m getting better, and the past mistakes I’ve done, not so I can be haunted by them… but improve and better myself from them…”
“Whatever makes you happy. As long as you move forward and keep improving yourself.” His lips crashed into mine again, his fingers trailing up to my short hair and combing through it. “I hope you know that nothing will ever make me love you less. You’re the best husband ever.”
“Hmmm… Strange.” Reed’s voice echoed in one of the exam rooms of their medical office. Currently, Reed was running tests on me to see certain things with my bloodwork. “Blood type is O-, so you’re a universal donor. The problem is, you can only give blood to other aliens and not humans. This is the same for other aliens as well. If given to humans, they could die due to lethal amounts of toxins within our blood that make it more lethal than human blood. That’s why our blood is more of a rich orange color, sometimes a lighter orange or other colors, usually it’s orange though.”
“Huh… Interesting…” As I spoke, Reed held up a vial with my blood in it. As they stepped towards the lightswitch, they flipped off the lights. The blood in the vial glowed. Setting it with other fluids from my body, all of which glowed.
“Your bodily fluids all glow due to a heavy amount of bioluminescence in them.” Looking at them as they spoke, my eyes glowing in the darkness, they rested a finger under my chin and made me look up at them. “You, my darling, contain a heavy amount of bioluminescence in you. Which, to the wrong people, can be bad. If your liquids get on them… it’ll be lethal for them, making it easy to find and jail them.”
“Hm… That’s actually pretty cool. So basically, I’m a weapon in a way?” After I spoke, Reed nodded, then started to analyze my arm in grave detail. “...And since I can have every power to exist… I can be as powerful as I want… Eh. I’m not gonna use all my powers. That would be stupid of me.” After I spoke, my arm started to tic a bit.
“...Tics relating to autism. Noted.” After Reed spoke, they wrote that down as I sighed softly. “I’m guessing they’re involuntary physical tics?”
“Physical and verbal. Verbal tics aren’t as often as physical, but they do still happen.” Keeping as still as I can, I remain calm for Reed just so they could finish what they were doing.
“Very well. I’ll add that to the autism symptoms. Did you know that roughly 9-12% of other autistics experience the same? You’re not alone, Error. Also… I hope you know I love you very much, and researching you is my favorite thing, aside from cuddling you of course.” Reed finished speaking, then kissed my forehead gently.
In downtown Metropolis, all of us, kids included, went shopping at Aero Unlimited, Cyber Space’s version of Ikea. While Oliver and I were looking at technology-related items, Cog was literally building a bookshelf, for some reason. Dex just kept sitting on the display chairs and refused to leave. Reed was looking at plants and spitting out plant facts like his life depended on it. Jay kept translating the names of sofas into Spanish, and at one point got stuck in a display toilet. Phong was just carrying around everything we wanted. Venom managed to get his hands on the gaming items. Darrius was trying on some clothing and trying to make certain outfits that would work. Kai fell asleep on one of the display beds. Null was with him, snuggling his side. Andy’s goofy ass was in the food section, looking for extremely specific ingredients for smoothies. The kids were in the toys section, looking for plushies.
And yet… all we came for was new bedsheets and somehow managed to be the most chaotic in the entire universe. Which is fitting, since we are the Chaos Polycule after all. However, the moment we got back to the suite…
“Okay, we got Venom’s new controller and headset, a whole new wardrobe for Darrius, a… sledgehammer for Dex?” Jay questions and lets out a soft sigh, glaring at Dex.
“...We don’t question that.” Dex’s Russian accent slipped through, which I always thought was not only heavenly but also extremely hot.
“Okay then… Mm… Potted plants for Reed… Cooking ingredients for the fridge…” As Jay continued handing out stuff while setting some away, he realized one thing. “...Did we even get the bedsheets?”
“...Oopsies…” As I spoke, Jay shook his head and walked up to me, kissing my lips softly. My face blushed a bright green, his lips felt like heaven on mine.
“It’s okay mi amor… I get it, ADHD is a bitch… And I would know…” Jay also blushed, kissing me more as he lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his hips.
“Really dads? You two can make out later…” Biro rolled his eyes and laughed a bit.