#my ot3 fics

[fonulyn]

There was dust everywhere. Piers coughed hard, trying to clear his airways, but it only resulted in an uncontrollable coughing fit that felt like it was dragging his lungs out together with the dust particles. He tried to roll over, but something was stopping him, and he frowned in confusion. What the hell? Half of the damn building had collapsed and they’d tried to run for cover the best they could, but…

“Chris?” Piers called out, his voice hoarse. He coughed again, so violently it shook his entire being, and he spat on the ground next to himself to get rid of some of the muck. It was like the darkness around him muted all the sounds, his own voice odd when he called out again. “Chris! Answer me!”

-- Or, a building collapses on Chris and Piers.

[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."

[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?

[raphaerolo]

✨🌘And so the Sun fell in love with the Moon 🌒✨

[charlesemersonwinchesteriii]

if Crozier had a nickel for every time someone close to him kept a mortal wound secret from him he'd have two nickels which isn't a lot but it's definitely enough to give him some very specific trauma for the rest of his life

[hazyange1s]

just pick one, girl. pls. I beg. they both have too many freckles and no self control anyway (not that I can blame her)

based on this pose from Pinterest

[choking-on-ice]

okay so yk how I said Jimmy would make a great semi-oblivious shoujo anime protag? well here's my proof! lookit him! he was built for it!

SO much "I can fix them, I can save them from themselves" energy just to be met with "I will crush mountains and boild seas to have him, we will rule this scorched earth together" shot right back at him from both sides

(also I know Kara's eyes are blue canonically, but Kryptonians seem to change eye colour alot based on their power usage so I headcanon that her eyes would be a bright glowy red bc of how often she uses her more destructive powers)

[kim-jongin-s]

svt fic recs (mostly nc-17; jeongcheol, verkwan, minwon + other)

JEONGCHEOL

"fuckme.mp3 (a smash hit)". au, underground rapper!sc. oneshot, 2k. nc-17.

It's all thanks to Hansol, really.

"calibration". omegaverse: alpha!sc, omega!jh. oneshot, 2k. nc-17.

“…can tell he really wants you,” Hansol is saying, somewhere nearby, except for a minute it doesn’t smell like Hansol, and Seungcheol blinks, confused, until he sees who’s following Hansol into the room and stops caring about anything else.

"a thousand degrees tonight". oneshot, 3.6k. nc-17.

The novelty has yet to wear off, knowing that he can have someone as strong and sure and dependable as Seungcheol like this- unfocused, needy. Desperate for him.

"babysitting gone wrong". au, babysitter!jh. oneshot, 4k. nc-17.

In which, Jeonghan gets hired to babysit the youngest Choi for the night but ends up sitting on the meaty thick thighs of the eldest Choi sibling.

"amour". au, vampire!sc. oneshot, 7.7k. nc-17. (check out the prequels to fully enjoy this one.)

At some point, Seungcheol had found himself with a collection of all the small, intimate noises that Jeonghan had made for him tucked away in a secret part of his heart.

"praying at your altar". modern royalty!au: bodyguard!sc, prince!jh. oneshot, 8.6k. nc-17.

Above all, the prince is precious.

"stay here with me". au, psychologist!sc. 5 chapters, 31k. r. ♡♡

Eight months after his younger sister's death, Jeonghan is struggling. Barely hanging on. He's tired. Lonely. Wishing he could find one therapist that understands his niece. Then he makes an appointment with newly graduated child psychologist Choi Seungcheol.

VERKWAN

"one day we're gonna get". oneshot, 1.6k. nc-17.

“Come on! As if you don’t know I look at you!” Hansol’s eyes are wide, exasperated. His tone is teasing. His grip on Seungkwan’s arm is so tight.

He’s scared that Seungkwan doesn’t believe it, Seungkwan can tell.

"one pound of flesh". historical!au, omegaverse: omega!sk, alpha!vn. oneshot, 4.5k. nc-17.

A strange marriage, to an even stranger alpha.

"sinking/floating". omegaverse: omega!sk, omega!vn. twoshot, 12k. nc-17.

Hansol presents late. Seungkwan is right there to guide him through it.

"left where the daylight comes". regency!au, omegaverse: omega!sk, alpha!vn. twoshot, 50k. nc-17. ♡♡♡♡♡

“Our dear Seungkwan is engaged to be mated to Alpha Park by the end of the summer season!” Seungkwan’s mother says, cheerily.

The delicate porcelain cup shatters under the force of Hansol’s hand.

"easily (like do re mi)". au, teacher!sk, single parent!vn. 5 chapters, 53k. pg-13.

As a single father, Hansol tends to worry too much.

Then, comes Boo Seungkwan, a kindergarten teacher that occupies Hansol’s mind more than he knows what to do with.

MINWON

"don't mention it". omegaverse: alpha!ww, alpha!mg. oneshot, 2k. nc-17. ♡

Mingyu's preferred person to spend his rut with may not be the most evident choice.

"the trials and tribulations of being accidentally bonded". college!au, omegaverse: omega!ww, alpha!mg. oneshot, 41k. r.

Jeon Wonwoo was supposed to be a Beta. He was also supposed to hate a certain Kim Mingyu with all his might. But, then again, who says life couldn't roughly take you in the ass without preparation?

OTHER

"we". wonwoo/seokmin/mingyu. oneshot, 15k. nc-17.

“Hyung, would you ever want to have a threesome?”

"love so tender (you are my)". chanhan. omegaverse: beta!jh, omega!dn. twoshot, 16k. nc-17.

Jeonghan is good at being in the middle. Extreme emotions are not really his forte. So he is grateful to be born as a beta. Less drama, easier.

Then he meets Lee Chan.

"over and over again". seoksoon. soulmate!au. oneshot, 19k. r.

Soonyoung has the easiest time finding his soulmate - running into him in the hallway at age nine kind of speeds things along. Nothing after that, though, is anywhere near as simple.

[fonulyn]

“I’ve got a surprise for you,” Leon breathed right against Piers’ lips, so close that Piers could feel more than see him smiling. They’d had a celebratory dinner for Piers’ birthday already, and Leon had spent the entirety of the time at the restaurant just trying to drive Piers completely insane. He knew how to do it subtly enough that any random passers-by would be none the wiser, but Piers honestly was about so lose all of his self control way before they got home.

Piers was eager to find out what Leon had in mind. “A surprise?” he asked, both his hands now on Leon’s hips, holding on tight as if he might slip away any second. “What kind of a surprise?”

Obediently Piers followed Leon towards the bedroom, excited and curious, almost stumbling over his own two feet although he hadn’t even had that much to drink. “So what is it?” he asked. “Did you buy that—”

The words died on Piers’ lips as he took in the sight.

It was Chris fucking Redfield. Naked and hard, sitting on their bed like he belonged there, leaning back against the headboard.

-- Or, Piers gets a birthday threesome.

[morallysuperiorlips]

Oddly Specific Romance Prompts Vol. 8: Cooking Together (OT3/Throuple Specific)

Person A: Have either of you boiled potatoes before? Ever?

Person B:

Person C:

Person B/C: No.

Person A: Alright then.

~

Person A: Why can't you just do all the cooking, and we sit here and admire your beauty and skills?

Person B: I like that idea a lot, actually. Dinner and a show.

Person C: Ha. Nice try, losers. Get some aprons on, and get over there and chop those damn onions.

~

Person A: Uhhh, B, what was I supposed to set the oven temperature to...?

Person B: 350, why?

Person A:

Person C: Did you burn the bread?

Person A: <running to the kitchen> I think I burned the bread.

~

Person A: It's all ruined! It's all fucking ruined! I burned the casserole, the steak still isn't thawed, and I bought the wrong butter, and--

Person B: Sh, sh, it's okay, A. Breathe. You're doing way too much for one person.

Person C: All of these things sound fixable. Tell us what we need to do to help, and we'll do it.

~

Person A: Okay, B, you're on sauce duty.

Person B: Right on.

Person A: And C, you're on...

Person C: Please say frosting duty, please say frosting duty...

Person A: You're on frosting duty.

Person C: LET'S GO!

~

Person A: AH!

Person B/C: What happened?

Person A: I just...burned myself a little on the stove.

Person B: Here, run it under some water.

Person C: I'll go get the aloe.

~

Person A: Holy fuck, I need to give you both lessons on how to use knives. You're killing me.

Person B: What you don't chop like this?

Person C: Or this?

Person A: If you both want to lose your fingers, sure!

~

Person A: B and I got dinner covered. You can just sit at the counter and be...

Person C: Moral support?

Person A: Moral support!

~

Person A: I might have...accidentally left some eggshell in there.

Person B: It's okay, we can make it work.

Person C: Soufflé, now with extra crunch.

~

Person A: I need the strainer! Where is the strainer?

Person B: In the drying rack, A.

Person A: ...okay, then I'll need the breadcrumbs!

Person C: In the spice cabinet, A.

Person: ...what about the--?

Person B/C: In the freezer, A.

[waveridden]

May gets up and wanders to the kitchen, leaning over the island, opposite from Albert. “I… have a date with Ravi this weekend.”

Albert looks at her with an expression that she can’t decipher. “Ravi as in… Ravi.”

May and Albert move in together. May and Ravi start dating. May learns about Ravi and Albert. Things are straightforward until they're not.

[32k, May/Ravi/Albert, rated T]

[lunar-years]

Another one of my vague fun ideas that I haven’t been able to shoehorn into any particular fic is the queer Richmond team book club that Colin and Trent start in my head. In the beginning it’s just Trent and Beard and Colin, but then when Keeley gets wind of it she’s, like, very offended she wasn’t invited and of course they all fall over themselves to include her. Keeley then goes around collecting the rest of the queer staff, so after that it expands from just the team to them plus a couple other random people around Richmond we haven’t met from like, accounting and marketing or whereever.

So eventually Jamie and Roy start having their separate crises about being in love with each other but assuming the other one doesn’t love them back. Naturally they crowdsource their friends in the hopes of advice, giving vague summaries of their problem and refusing to name who exactly they’ve realized they are in love with (but of course it’s obvious to everyone they talk to). So to help them get their shit together and try to give them a community to talk it through with, Colin invites Jamie, and Trent invites Roy, to book club (but neither realize who the other has invited). Chaos ensues because everyone spots them walk in and Trent and Colin just look at each other with their heads in their hands like holy shit what have we done. Meanwhile Roy and Jamie are staring at each other with the gears turning in their blank heads like that math calculation meme all ‘hmmm. WAIT. 👉 You 👈 are in the QUEER book club? Hmmm 🤔. Whatever could this mean.’ But they continue to still be really stupid about it for a while.

Since giving them a queer community to discuss their crushes doesn’t really work out when the crush is ALSO IN ON THE DISCUSSION, the book club has to resort to attempting to send them subliminal messages via the books they select to read. Roy and Jamie end up getting into big arguments about every book and what the couples in them are doing (“HOW can this bloke not see what’s going on, it doesn’t even make fucking sense. No one is that stupid.” “Maybe he does know but he’s too afraid to say it ☹️ God Roy you’re so insensitive” *the rest of the book club is sitting there losing their ever-loving minds*)

Anyway. Eventually Roy and Jamie get it together and get together. Soon after that they are promptly kicked out of book club for still being annoying and fighting over every single book, even now that the club finally gets to stop reading romances. Do these two ever shut up? The club asks amongst themselves. The answer is no ❤️

[charlesemersonwinchesteriii]

The real fujoshi throne, of course, is Hodgson's cabin on the ship, perfectly situated between Little's and Irving's such that he can hear both of them jerking off and softly moaning the other one's name, each unbeknownst to the other.

[saintmouthed]

thinking about when Spenser asks Sean what he sees as he shoots the scary eldritch monster at the end of Eye for an Eye and Brennan doesn't start with "We received orders from Dr. Nero" or WHATEVER... he starts with "I hadn't seen Marion in over a year" and then—

Luis drops his head down.

me too buddy me too. i'm in agony.

[wolfwhisperertf]

Meeting the Parents (WIP)

Light has been streaming into Lucanis’s room for a good couple hours now but none of them have dared to move. Lucanis is lying on his back with Ashwyn half sprawled on top of him. One of his arms is wrapped around them, only half to keep them in place. The only downside to their current position is that Ashwyn is like a tiny wall between Davrin and himself. Davrin is lying on his side, tucked as close to Ashwyn as possible with his arm draped over them both. Lucanis has one hand loosely intertwined with Davrin’s as a desperate form of contact.

They all hear Spite coming before the demon starts talking “Rook!” The skeleton crow caws as he lands on Ashwyn’s shoulder.

“Too early” Ashwyn mumbles as they hide their face in Lucanis’s neck.

“Quiet Spite” Davrin groans as he half heartedly swats at the demon.

“We have visitors!” He states now hoping on Ashwyn’s shoulder, “They smell! Like Rook!”

“Who are they?” Lucanis asks offering Spite his hand to step up onto.

“Don’t know!”

“What do they look like?” Ashwyn questions, curious to figure out who tracked them to Villa Dellamorte.

“Halla elf! Golden crow!”

“Halla elf?” Davrin questions.

“Golden crow?” Lucanis mirrors.

“Shit!” Ashwyn shots up, nearly elbowing Davrin in the face and pushing hard on Lucanis’s ribs as they tumble out of bed. “Where are they Spite?”

“Downstairs! With Catarina! And Assan”

“Ma ghilana mir din'an”

(Post Veilguard- Spite can temporarily possess a little crow skeleton that Emmrich gifted them, so he doesn’t have to talk through Lucanis and get pets from Ash)