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Healthier Ways to Deal with Hate

A/n: Requested ship by: Aries-Soul

Ship: RemyxVirgilxEmile because I forgot the actual ship name. I know it's in the photo above me, but do I really wanna spend two seconds scrolling up when I could take ten seconds writing this paragraph?

There was no requested prompt, just the ship name was requested! I don't think it was specified whether they wanted smutshot or oneshot, so I just made a oneshot because not everyone likes smut.

Then again, not everyone likes oneshots.

I M S O R R Y-

I don't think i've ever read anything with this ship, but I need to find something because this ship interests me now that i've been reminded of its existance-

Trigger Warnings

• Homophobia
Slight Transphobia
•Polyphobia, or people who fear polyamory
•Religious talk of heaven/hell because of course there's that one religious mom who hates everything LGBTQ

Since they were the only polyamorous couple in their area, they always got weird looks when they kissed. Or talked lovingly, or flirtatious. When they kissed, They'd take turns, and switch between boyfriends, which was in turn given confused, angry, and even disgusted looks.

At one point, their neighbor tried to get others in their area to sign a petition to get them thrown outta the place.

Eventually, he was shut down by another neighbor, who told the man to let them live.

Since then, in front of that particular neighbor, they became more aggressive with their outside make-out sessions, which they never really did before that. They tried to keep their relationship inside to those who didn't wanna see it, but in the end decided they should be happy and proud that they found the loves of their lives.

Though, parents always would shield their kids eyes every time they kissed, or turn them away and whisper.

One particular day, they were out shopping, and Remy just felt the need to kiss both of them, which lead to Virgil kissing Emile, then Emile kissing both of them, and then each of them Kissing Remy too.

A family was there next to them, clothes shopping. The family consisted of two daughters, ages of fourteen and sixteen, another daughter of five, a baby boy, a pregnant mother, and a father.

The mother stared in disgust, side eyeing the lovers and said to her children, "that is completely and utterly disgusting-see that? I cannot believe-oh my goodness, and they're gay? I bet one of them's a tranny, too." She scoffed, assuming genders.

"Really mom?" The sixteen year old groaned, thinking to herself, 'again with this sh!t'

"Oh, hush, that's pure cheating and you know it. They're using their relationship as an excuse to be little whores."

The five year old gasped, "daddy!! Mommy said whore!!"

The father gasped, "Baby, you can't say that!!"

The child teared up, "am I going to hell now?!"

"No, children under the age of eight can do no sin. They know no sin, so you wouldn't go there, sweetie. Cuss words are not good habits to pick up, though-"

"Mom!" The fourteen year old glared, "it's called a polyamorous relationship, and it is not cheating!"

"No, it's called an excuse!" The mother argued.

"What's a polyglamorous?" The five year old questioned?

Remy burst out laughing, beside them, no longer keeping himself quiet,"polyglamorous?! Girl, thank you so much, i'm using that now" He smirked, fist bumping the small child.

"Do not touch my child with those hands!" The woman gasped.

"Bish, you're just using us as an excuse to complain about something that isn't your own pathetic life, now shut the hell up and let us live ours." He said, sipping his starbies and walking away, linking his arms with his boyfriends.

"I want two girlfriends!" They heard the child yell as they walked away.

The father chuckled, as the mother began drowning her daughter in holy water, shouting about keeping the gay thoughts away, or at least at bay.

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"Damn, I hate people like that" Virgil muttered as they walked out of earshot.

"I know, right!" Remy yelled in frustration.

"Now, hate is a strong word" Emile countered.

"No, it's the right word" Virgil scowled.

"Well-maybe we should all calm down and just talk about how we're feeling."

"Emile, dear, i'm so happy to be married to someone like you, but you should really keep your therapy sessions in the office. You don't have to be a therapist 24/7" Remy groaned.

"I know that! I just-hey, can I not talk to my boyfriends about their feelings just because i'm a therapist?!" Emile asked.

"Girly, don't let me stop you" Remy shrugged, sipping his iced coffee.

"What the-but you just said-"

"Hun, you know i'm fulla shit" Remy smirked.

"This is why I love you guys" Virgil smiled.

"You love us?" Emile gasped, "awe, I knew it!"

"We're married-"

Despite their little run-in with the poly/homo/trans phobic mother, they soon forgot about that as they bantered.

"Hey, does your boss even know you're taking those 'free coffee's' anymore?" Emile asked, raising a brow suspiciously in Remy's direction.

Remy sipped his drink, pushing his sunglasses up seriously, "what he doesn't know won't hurt him."

"Remy!-"

"I'm kidding!! I have an employee card!" He chuckled, taking the card out quickly to show him.

While Remy was distracted with Emile, Virgil quickly snuck up beside Remy and took three large sips of his coffee.

"What-Virgil, you bitch!-" he exclaimed as he smacked him upside the head with the porno magazine he was holding.

"Ow-where the hell-"

"Don't ask questions you don't want the answer to."

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When they got home that night, as usual, they were met with slurs from their neighbor, Remy flipping him off as he took their keys out and unlocked their door to get inside.

They all collapsed on the couch as they got home, ignoring their groceries in favor of cuddling and watching a movie.

They did end up talking about their day and how they felt after all, and they were all frustrated and upset that people were such huge jerks.

Emile cried a little bit, not because his feelings were hurt, but because he loved both of his husbands and wished that other people would just accept them.

Remy almost punched a wall as he talked about how much it infuriated him.

They all comforted each other, and cuddled.

Of course, cuddling and talking quickly turned into sitting on Remy's lap, which turned into kissing, -which was initiated by Virgil- which quickly turned into...something else, which shall not be mentioned. (👌👈)

In the end, Emile told them that they needed to find healthier ways to deal with hate besides destroying walls. So that's what they did.

A/n: ;)

Words: 1033

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