#OT3 writing prompt

[andaniellight]

[sweating buckets because my wips are glaring daggers at me] haha I know I won’t be able to write this one as a proper fanfic so I’m letting this go here or my brain will seriously rot-

OT3 AU with Matt Foggy and Frank where they meet at this one school for Career Day. You know that kind of occasion, every student gets to bring their parents (or any representatives) to talk about what they do for a living for the students, things like that. And even though Frank and Maria have divorced a long time ago, they’re divorced on good terms so they’re still in contact, of course. And for that particular day, Maria knows she won’t be able to attend, so she asks Frank to go. He’s an ex-marine who’s now working as a firefighter after all, the students are going to be awestruck (but not as much as Junior would; secretly gushing around and about, that kid idolizes his dad more than anything), Maria also knows this.  

Frank doesn’t remember much whether his school had this kind of Career Day as well or not, back when he was Junior’s age. Doesn’t matter anyway, because his parents were rarely at home, so of course he’d come to the school and do the talk, so Junior doesn’t have to feel left out. What he didn't expect was there are two lawyers who say they’re nobody’s dads or parents, but they’re here to “represent” this one kid, who Frank finds out from Junior later, this particular kid only lives with their siblings since their parents… are absent. Nelson and Murdock, attorneys at law, declare that even though they’re not family by blood, they are genuinely showing just how much they care about the kid’s well-being the whole entire time. Either at the front of the class, or in the cafeteria before and after they’re invited into the class.

Yeah, touché, Frank thinks but can’t help to feel comforted. It warms his heart. Those two lawyers being allowed to talk on Career Day as nobody’s parents show that kids who are no longer with their biological parents for actual or figurative reasons also have the chance to bring some other people along with them. Talk about what kind of promising future is out there, awaiting them, without having to be left out. 

It’s a good thing Frank gets to talk about what he does for a living before the pair, Frank isn’t like those hopeful, bright abogados. Besides, Nelson and Murdock totally deserve to talk last. Like, seriously, the impact of their speech and charming attitude lift the mood and blast spirits in the class through the fucking roof. Not only the kids are excited to help people in need now, doing pro bono and all that, but even the teacher and other parents seem to relax more a bit thinking that at the end of the day it doesn’t matter. Little things do count. Doing what you can, no matter how small, just to help those who are in need of help is always, always worth it. Makes sense and so easy to digest, because all actions have consequences. Things you give away will return and flow back to you in all kinds of forms.

Which is, funny enough, ironically the nobel stories relating to all that scarcely come from that Nelson guy; the magnet one, in Frank’s opinion. The one that always includes everyone in the room with his authentic attentiveness, that also reminds Frank what it feels to stay in the present, and live life as it is. He sees that in Maria too sometimes, when she shines the brightest with the people she loves and cares about the most, and it’s still a delightful kind of ache to think about even now. Frank can’t lie, he’d like to go drink with Nelson every now and then, just to have a good laugh and enjoy the end of the day to get through another insufferable day. Five minutes long or for hours, doesn’t matter. Nelson is that attractive, Frank admits after a couple of harmless banter exchanges they did, he’s definitely going to ask for his number after this if the others don’t have the same idea.

It’s Murdock, the one who was not born blind, who has this firm belief that everybody deserves equity, not just equality, with his cheeky, contagious smile, and how he always beams whenever Nelson praises him for being “the magnet” - of all kinds of troubles, all kinds of solutions, and all kinds of justice. Wears those dark sunglasses that would glint candy red whenever he cants away his head to a certain angle, the biggest good listener of them all. 

Perhaps Frank doesn’t have to worry about others having the same idea of approaching Nelson just to have a chat, because Frank can’t even deny just how sweet Murdock looks. Whenever he opens his mouth to speak, all eyes and probably even hearts are on him immediately. Not in pity, or at least that’s not what Frank is feeling about that guy. Yeah, Frank definitely won’t have to worry about the others at all, if he doesn’t notice the way Murdock always has his arm around Nelson’s, doesn’t notice the way the sweet handsome face is struggling to tamp down the daring and challenging solemnity toward the world. Nelson is his anchor. And Murdock may be blind, but he has faced and seen and challenged the unimaginable. Behind those heart throbbing professional grins and supportive commentaries, Frank is thrilled to notice Murdock isn’t one the be fucked around.

Bonus point: Matt and Foggy are still pining for each other, and perhaps with Frank’s help they’ll finally realize about their feelings toward one another 👀✨

[scealaiscoite]

poly fluff alphabet ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱

a = affection; is anyone more overly affectionate than the others? when it comes to physical vs verbal, who prefers what?

b = bed; what’s the sleeping situation like? are there regular sleeping arrangements - does anyone like to sleep alone?

c = comfort; when someone’s feeling down, how do the rest look after them?

d = dates; what do dates look like? who usually plans them, or are is it a group affair?

e = events; who drags everyone else to their family/friends’ events?

f = fights; are arguments something that happen often? what are they over, and how are they resolved?

g = getting together; how did it all come about? were there any pre-existing relationships between them?

h = hobbies; does anyone share any hobbies/passions? how do they include the rest of their partners in them?

i = in sickness and in health - when someone falls ill, who’s the carer and who’s the germaphobe? is there anyone that resists being looked after?

j = joker; who’s got the best sense of humour? do they like to tease and banter with everyone else?

k = knowing; who can read their partners like a book? is there anyone who’s got their walls up, even around their partners?

l = lavish; is there anyone who really likes to treat their partners/show them off? how do the rest tend to react - who revels in it, and who’s made shy by it?

m = memories - is anyone more on the sentimental side?

n = nights; what’s the nighttime routine like when they’re all together?

o = open; how open is everyone with one another?

p = pda; what’s pda like with them? is there anyone who loves it, and anyone who’s less fond of it? what actions/words does it manifest as?

q = quiet; who prefers to spend their time with their partners out and about, and who likes to spend it at home?

r = romantic; is anyone a bit of a sap for their partners?

s = sharing; is there anyone who’s particularly territorial of their partners?

t = terms of endearment; nicknames! who’s crazy on them, and who do they make cringe? what’re the go-to’s?

u = urge; who’s the most impulsive? who do they loop into their plans, and who entertains their antics?

v = vacations; how do holidays go? are they big exotic trips, or the occasional staycation?

w = worthy; how are insecurities handled? is anyone more self-conscious than the others?

x = xoxo; who checks up on their partners a lot when they’re apart? do they call, or are texts enough to make them feel close?

y = yearn; who misses their partners the easiest (ie, calls them to hear their voices when all they’ve done is run to the grocery store)?

z = zealous; who was especially eager in their pursuit of the relationship? was anyone more reserved in their want for it?

[morallysuperiorlips]

Oddly Specific Romance Prompts Vol. 4: Attending a Formal Dance/Gala

“Relax. You look gorgeous.”

“People are looking at us.” “Yeah, they’re jealous about my hot date.”

“May I have this dance?” “Only if you don’t mind me stepping all over your toes.” “It’ll be worth it.”

“You look…wow.”

“Sorry, I don't normally dress like this..." "Well, you should. You're stunning."

"I've never slow danced before." "That's okay. Just lean on me and follow my lead."

"You smell fantastic." "Thanks. I broke out the expensive perfume/cologne for the occasion. I was also kind of hoping you'd notice."

"When did you learn to dance like that?" "Oh, it's just something I picked up on over the years. Try to keep up."

"I feel stupid in this dress/tux." "You certainly don't look stupid." "What was that?" "Nothing."

"Why don't you dress like this more often? I could get used to this look."

"Here, take my jacket. You're freezing." "No, it's fine. It looks better on you, anyway." "Funny. I was going to say it looked better on you."

"It might just be the champagne hitting, but god I could kiss you right now."

"We're running late; can you zip this up for me?" "Actually, I'd rather unzip it. What's a few more minutes?"

"You're, by far, the hottest one at this stupid gala; and it's not even close."

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Do you have any more Ot3 prompts? Thank you! Love the blog! <3

Thank you!

Here is my OT3 Masterpost. I already did some ideas, some text prompts and a few dialogue prompts, so I will go with some more dialogue prompts. Hope you enjoy :)

OT3 Dialogue Prompts

"You two are my home. I don't like when one of you is not here."

"Have you two built another blanket fort while I was gone?" "Yes and we were just waiting for you to join us."

"We are very lucky that at least one of us can cook without burning down the house."

"I love waking up with you both." "Dito!" "I could do without two people stealing my blanket, but yes, I love it too."

"Have you seen our boyfriend somewhere?" "Don't tell me you lost him again in the grocery store."

"Why did you let them get so drunk?" "Because they missed you and I can understand that."

"I will not let you slander me by saying you are a better kisser. That's why it's great that we have a third person to be a referee."

"We have a surprise for you." "Does it have anything to do with your lack of clothing?"

"They're baking again." "Oh no that means they are stressed." "Come on, let's calm them down."

"Why is it always me who has to sit in the backseat?" "Because your choice in music makes me wanna leave the car on the freeway."

"You two are always teaming up on me." "Don't act like you don't love it."

More: OT3 Prompts | OT3 Ideas | How to write a polyamorous relationship | OT3 Dialogue- Wooing the third person | OT3 Dialogue Prompts

- Jana

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 27

Geralt is fighting a mage who takes his memory of the last 30 or so years and plops it in a jar before fucking off. Geralt is confused, but even moreso when he returns camp and some guy in obnoxious clothing is waiting for him. The man gasps at Geralt's appearance - No big deal, humans always do - Before rushing over to him and pouncing to attack. Geralt does the smart thing and flings the human away. The human slides in the dirt a bit and looks up at him with hurt in his expression, which is... odd. Roach also seems a bit peeved. Maybe because there's a strange man in their camp? "Geralt, what's gotten into you? That- That was rather rude. You could've just said you didn't want me to hug you today." "Today?" "Yes, Geralt! I hug you after every hunt gone well! Every day! What are you, a doppler?" "Are you?" "Hah hah, very funny Geralt, I'm laughing, truly, I am." "...How do you know my name?" And suddenly the human looks very worried. "Oh fuck- Did you hit your head or something!? Do you have a concussion? Can witchers even get concussions!?" The bright man screeches, reaching for him again. Geralt very awkwardly flails his arm up to swat his hand away with a harsh "Don't touch me." and the man glares at him, before slowly just looking... sad. Deep down, Geralt dislikes seeing this man look upset. It causes this odd ache deep to his core. Geralt begins interrogating this man about why and how he knows him, and the man keeps talking to Geralt as if he's some poor wet puppy in a box. Eventually Geralt tells him to leave the camp and not follow him. The man doesn't listen. Geralt is getting really fed up with him, until the man tells him he'll leave Geralt if he takes him to some woman named "Yennefer" because "She'll hopefully know how to help." This in turn becomes Yennefer saying Geralt's lost all his memories of Jaskier, Jaskier sobbing into Yennefer's shoulder as she awkwardly comforts her weird gay friends, and then her sending Jaskier and Geralt (and or also coming along) to track down the mage and get the jar of memories back, even though the entire time Geralt is adamant about Jaskier not coming, fearful for the human who seems to care so much about him for some reason. Either he can't trust this "Jaskier", or even worse, this Jaskier who seems too perfect to be true is real, and does indeed care for Geralt this much, and thus Geralt can't let ANYTHING bad happen to him.

[quick-otp-prompts]

Imagine your Ot3

Person A scoffed: “Why can’t you let go of B?”

Person C: “Because they drive me crazy!”

Person A: “I’m supposed to drive you crazy.”

[mischievous-thunder]

[valkeakuulas]

Oooo love the idea of writing for the polyam prompts! Could I ask for E1, Fox/Echo/Fives with Fox in the middle with a datapad pls?

I checked at the prompt in question and yesssss, that one's right up in my alley!

One Fox/Echo/Fives fic coming right up! 💙❤💙

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

It was karking late.

Or, depending on how you looked at it, karking early.

Either way, Fox was awake instead of sleeping, and it frustrated him, because for the first time in months, he had his handsome ARC troopers with him.

Sighing, Fox carefully pulled his arm free from beneath the softly snoring Echo to briskly rub his face.

Fives, who was using Fox’s chest as a pillow, was barely jostled by the movement but the man still frowned in his sleep and the arm wrapped around Fox’s waist tightened its hold. Fox couldn’t stop himself from smiling at that and he reached to pet Fives’ hair as an apology. The touch soothed Fives almost instantly, his brows relaxing. The fact that a simple touch from Fox did that made something warm flutter in the Commander’s belly.

Removing himself from between his lovers was a little challenging but Fox had been weaseling himself out of stickier situations for years now. Not that being stuck between Fives and Echo could be called that, not unless they accidentally fell asleep after several rounds of lovemaking.

Fox chuckled briefly at the memory as he slipped out of the dark bedroom, closing the door quietly behind him as he entered the small living room with an even smaller kitchenette.

The apartment was barely the size of a shoebox but it was private, tucked away in the lower levels but close enough for the Guard’s headquarters for Fox to get in there without much of a delay. Officially, it and the rest of the apartments on this floor were owned by some Corellian company but unofficially it belonged to the Coruscant Guard. The rest of the residents that lived in the giant complex paid no attention to the clones that slipped in and out of it, given that the Guard made sure to keep most of the building in working condition.

It was marvellous how many were willing to turn a blind eye when they had running water and no sudden power cuts.

The slats that covered the two narrow windows were half-closed, the meager light they let in painting orange and red stripes on the floor, guiding Fox’s steps as he picked a datapad from the couch. Instead of sitting on it, Fox sat on the floor, grabbing a cushion to stick it under his ass.

Might as well as do something productive, Fox mused as he powered the datapad up, accessing his files.

Fox had barely finished reading his third report when the bedroom door opened.  Lifting his head, Fox expected that either Fives or Echo had gotten up to use the refresher but was surprised when not one but two sleepy, squinty-eyed ARC troopers dragged themselves through the open door.

“Fox? Why aren’t you in bed?” Echo asked huskily with his eyes barely open.

Fox sighed, lowering the datapad. “Why are you up? Go back to bed you two,” Fox told them softly, only to hold back a chuckle at the identical squinty-eyed glares he received from his suggestion.

“Is cold without ya,” Fives muttered as he began listing to his left.

For a second Fox feared he would fall over if not for Echo, whose hand shot out a lot faster than Fox would’ve expected, grabbing the back of Fives’ tank top to keep him upright.

“What he said,” Echo agreed, using his grip to guide Fives to Fox.

Shaking his head, Fox grabbed two more cushions and dropped them on the floor on either side of him. Unsurprisingly, the ARC troopers wasted no time snuggling close the moment they had sat down, the bristles of Fives’ chin tickling Fox’s clavicle when he nuzzled the Commander’s throat.

“You’re going to feel sorry for sleeping here instead of a bed,” Fox pointed out when Echo wrapped himself around his right arm. He merely let go of the datapad so the other man could get comfortable before picking it up again.

“Don’t care,” Echo replied with a yawn, already half-way to sleep again. “We missed you.”

“And we’re not spending another minute without holding you,” Fives added, resting his head on Fox’s shoulder.

The flutter from earlier came back, stronger and warmer, and Fox gave up. “Alright, just remember that in the morning.”

The sleepy hums of agreement had Fox chuckling and turned his head to press a kiss on Echo’s curl before doing the same with Fives.

Squirming a little to get into a more comfortable position with the two heavy bodies all but squishing him, Fox made sure to dim the datapad before continuing. Soon, Fox’s ears caught the dual sounds of soft, even breathing of his lovers, dead to the world once more.

Fox closed his eyes for a second, basking in the warmth and trust, the love he felt for these two men making his heart feel three times larger than it usually was.

When Fox continued with his reading he did so with a soft smile on his face.

[youneedsomeprompts]

~ WE'RE A THROUPLE ~ OT3 PROMPTS

requested by: @daniacat & anonymous

Feel free to use and reblog!

A is freezing, so B & C take them in the middle to warm them

"One kiss for you, and one for you! ...Oh, and two for me!"

A & B preparing a surprise birthday party for C

A is planning their own birthday and surprises B & C that they only want to spend it with the two of them

everyone has a different responsibility for date night: A chooses the restaurant, B chooses the activity, & C chooses the dress code

A & B want them to wear matching outfits but C only has ten versions of the same outfit in their closet

"Now you two go already and have your date night! I'm fine! I finally have the couch and TV all to myself."

sitting around the kitchen table when everyone is getting home, A is making tea/coffee & everyone talks about their day

"Someone asked me today why I was living with a married couple. You should have seen their face when I told them."

A is setting up a surprise date for B & C by interrogating them separately about what they'd like to do with the other

"I asked if I could bring a plus 2 next Friday to the party. And guess what? They said yes!"

A is watching B & C having fun together and is relieved they don't have to take care of them for a moment

"Congratulations! You won not one but two crazy dorks to spend the evening with!" *B & C greeting A from the inside of their blanket fort*

"But you love us, don't you?" "Don't say that every time you made a mess!"

falling asleep together in a chaotic heap on the couch

[prompts-by-anjali]

“We survived!” A cheered with both arms in the air, as B retched in a bush somewhere behind them.

“A,” C said calmly, dusting themselves off, “You’ve been stabbed.”

A looked down at themselves and made a tiny sound of surprise. “Oh, look at that. Gnarly.”

[jev-urisk]

Things to write your thrupple/ot3 doing, from someone who falls asleep in the middle every night

We love playing cozy couch co-ops like stardew, Minecraft, etc

Places like the zoo, aquarium, museums, etc. They're big and there are enough people there that the three of us holding hands isn't remarked upon

Buying flowers/treats for the person who stayed home from grocery shopping, or the person who had a bad day 🌸

"The two of us can get taco bell but you have to promise not to tell X cuz they'll get food jealous." "I swear on my life."

Looots of parallel activities. I.e. One person playing video games, one drawing, one reading or watching TV.

My partners not helping me with something bc they'd rather oggle me 😐

Partners leading me around a grocery store like a toddler cuz I got the tism and am v overstimulated in stores. (Might be too specific lol).

A constant game of chicken where the 1st person to stand up when we're lounging refills all our waters.

Introvert partner asks to 'tag out'

If I, say, physically play with a partner and run away for them to chase, my second partner stands by and does nothing or helps catch me 😑

One person gets sick followed by all three of us being sick (currently happening, my home is a plague-ground)

Might do another one later. What activities does your theupple/ot3 do?

[runraerun]

Goodbye Neil

Written for the @metalsandwichbingo event! Filling my B1 square: “Do you think it’s going to fit?”

AO3 • Rated: M • WC: 6.6k • Tags: MurderBoyfriends!AU, Injured!Billy, Dark!Eddie, SupportiveBoyfriend!Steve. Lots of pet names. • Beta: @dame-zoom-a-lot

Summary:

After Neil finally goes too far and lands Billy in intensive care, his boyfriends rush to his side.

Eddie and Steve hold Billy’s hand and they work out a plan, and it doesn’t take them long to decide:

That Neil had to die.

[scealaiscoite]

ೃ༄ domestic poly prompts ˚◞♡ ⃗

— “okay, which one of you drank the last of my coffee?!”

— “three other people in this house and not one of you knows how to pick your socks up off the floor!”

— “y’know, the idea of a cuddle pile is that it’s relaxing- so whoever’s got their elbow in my side has like ten seconds to move it, or i’m toppling us all over.”

— “we need a bigger shower.”₁ “or, we could just stop showering togeth- “₂ “hey, hey, let’s not get too extreme!”₃

— “yes the both of you look adorable, but can i please have my clothes back now?”

— “which one of you idiots is warming their icy little feet on me?! you need to get that checked!”

— “can we please go back to picking the film for movie night at random? i can’t take another week of fight club and the notebook.”

— “don’t tell the others, but i love your cooking the most.”

— “look, this isn’t going to work if we all don’t want to be the one to kill the spiders!”

— “do any of the clothes you’re wearing belong to you?!”

[morallysuperiorlips]

Oddly Specific Romance Prompts Vol. 5: Deathly Sick (Whump)

"I'm fine. I promise I'm fine." "You have a fever of 104, we're going to the hospital."

"[NAME], I don't want to go. I hate hospitals, I--" "I know you're scared, but I'm right here with you. It'll be okay."

"Why didn't you tell me you were this sick? Do you have any idea how terrified I've been? And now you're...you're..."

"You're going to be okay. You have to be okay."

"I just wanted you to know that...I..." "Shh. Conserve your energy. You can tell me when you're better, okay?"

"Hey, hey, eyes open. Focus on me. Tell me...tell me about your favorite things." "You...your smile...your laugh..."

"I know you're out cold, so you probably can't hear any of this...but if you can...I have always loved you. I never stopped."

"You're supposed to be the strong one here. You're supposed to wake up and be healthy and fine. You're not supposed to leave me like this."

"I don't want you to see me like this; you shouldn't be here." "Well, that's just too bad. You think I'm just going to walk out right now? When you're facing down death right in front of me? Not a chance in hell."

"Did I...did I say anything while I was out?" "You might have mentioned a thing or two about missing me..."

"If I could take your pain away, I would. I would do anything to make you better."

"You are so strong. And you are unstoppable. This is just a hiccup. You'll be better in no time, I just know it."

"Help me...it hurts." "I know, I know, I know, just...I'm here, okay? It's okay."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen." "No. No. There's nothing to apologize for, [NAME]. What matters now is just making sure you get better."

[creativepromptsforwriting]

I love your blog! These prompts are so creative. Do you have any OT3 prompts where an established couple is gently wooing a third person who thinks they're just FWB/going to ruin the actual relationship?

Thank you! That is actually something I've recently read a few fics about, so I'll try my best.

OT3 Prompts - Wooing third person

"You want to leave already? We had hoped you would stay."

"Well, it was a one time thing, wasn't it?" "It wasn't for us. Not if you would like it to be more."

"Thanks, I guess. For like... letting me stay. In your bed. I mean, it was fun, thanks."

"We would be happy to explore this thing between us. If you want to."

"You're just saying said to be nice. No need to pity me." "What we feel for you is definitely not pity."

"I think there is some miscommunication here. We definitely need to work on that in the future."

"Our two months anniversary is coming up!" "But you've been together for much longer." "Our anniversary. For the three of us."

"You want me to stay? With you? For... for how long?" "We take whatever you give us, but forever is a good start, I think."

"We would like to take you on dates. Separately and together."

"I can't believe that you want me. Both of you. Actually wanting me, not just my body." "Well, you're good company. You and your body."

"It will take some time to figure all of this out. But I think we already established how well we work together."

"No choosing involved. I like you. You like me. He likes you. You like him. We like each other. I'm awful at math, but that looks like an easy equation to solve."

"All the best things come in three."

"We two work well together. But there is always room for improvement and we want that to be you."

"Oh, silly you. It was never just a one time thing for us."

"Would you like to join us?" "But you're on a date. I don't want to ruin that."

"You don't have to worry about our relationship. You're not breaking us up, you're completing us."

More: OT3 Prompts | OT3 Ideas | How to write a polyamorous relationship

Really hope you like these prompts!

- Jana

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 115

Jaskier thinks of Geralt as the ocean. Geralt is the ocean, and Jaskier is a fish. Jaskier cannot live without Geralt, but the ocean weeps not for a single fish. The ocean is full of fish, it can just look to another fish, if this one fish died or left. But that fish can't leave the water without losing itself. It'll suffocate from the lack of the waves. The touch of the cool sea. But no ocean needs a fish in order to breathe. Geralt thinks of Jaskier as a flower. Jaskier is a flower, and Geralt is a flame. He longs for nothing more than to touch him, but all it would do is burn the flower. The flower gets hurt, no matter what the flame tries. Tendrils of fire and billows of smoke, as the flower withers sadly. Thus the flame watches the flower from afar and admires it from the distance. The flower entangles itself with the garden, and the flame protects the flower with it's own solitude. Yennefer thinks of Jaskier as a dumb gay rat. She also thinks of Geralt as a dumb gay rat. She wishes dumb gay rats stopped staying over at her house.