• This polycule is peaceful. No drama, no jealousy, no "fighting for your attention" weirdness. Just three grown-ass people (or well... two plus a demi-deity) who take care of each other.
• It starts with Medkit and you being a thing first—quiet affection, tired tea dates, trauma care, emotional support. Banhammer gets added in once he warms up to both of you and realizes he wants to be a part of this softness too. Medkit is just like "...if you're gonna hang around anyway, you might as well hold hands too."
• Banhammer adores both of you. He doesn't even mind how quiet and reserved Medkit is. Actually? He loves that. Thinks it's funny. Calls him "Doc" and treats him like a grumpy little cat. Medkit doesn't even argue. He just sighs and mutters "At least you're not blaring dubstep like the last idiot."
• Medkit and Banhammer coexist so well. Banhammer brings the emotional openness. Medkit brings the logic. You bringthe heart. It's like a perfect triangle. If one's down, the other two pick up the slack automatically.
• They split chores evenly. You're the one that cooks, Medkit handles med supplies and errands, Banhammer cleans like it's a boss fight. "I threw out the dead plant on the counter." "That was aloe, Banny." "Oh. It looked crunchy."
• Banhammer has so many blankets. You love them. Medkit pretends not to. He secretly uses them when no one's looking. One time you woke up to both of them wrapped up like burritos and Ban was just like "we are cozy, leave us."
• All three of you cuddle weirdly well for such a height difference. You being usually in the middle like a sleepy sandwich. Banhammer's warm and huge. Medkit sleeps curled in, subtle, but always touching something—your wrist, your waist, the edge of your shirt.
• Medkit's love language is acts of service. He won't say "I love you" but he'll lace your shoes, restock your items, and wordlessly pass you a heating pack when you look sore.
• Banhammer's love language is words + touch. You get constant "I love you"s. Constant hugs. Constant "Did I mention you look powerful today?" You and Medkit both pretend to be annoyed but secretly melt every time.
• Banhammer is the first to say "I love you" out loud. Medkit doesn't say it for weeks. When he finally does, it's while bandaging your arm. Barely a whisper. But Banhammer hears it. He grins. Doesn't say anything. Just squeezes his hand once.
• They both know when to give you space. If you need time alone, they'll just quietly go sit on the porch or work on something else. When you're ready? They're right back at your side.
• You are the glue that keeps them emotionally steady. You remind Medkit to sleep. You remind Banhammer not to "hero complex" himself into exhaustion. And they both listen to you without question. You're like their shared anchor.
• Banhammer gets very soft when Medkit is having a bad mental health day. He doesn't push. Just makes him food, helps him lie down, and lets him be grumpy in peace. Sometimes they sit in silence. Medkit's like "...thanks." Ban just nods.
• Medkit is oddly comforting to Banhammer when he's overworked. He doesn't hug. He just walks in, says "You're being dumb. Sit down," and then sits with him. It works. Every time.
• You guys have a shared home somewhere calm—maybe a little temple corner or forest cabin. No flashy gear, just tea, old books, practice weapons, and big fuzzy robes.
• Medkit reads in silence while Banhammer plays guitar. You lean on one, then the other. You fall asleep that way all the time. Neither of them wake you.
• No arguments. No drama. Just three weirdos in love, who take care of each other like it's the most normal thing in the world.
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A/N: my butt hurts im trying my best to writw the requests gng also ill start with the phighting requests then blocktales
