#oc and ot3s

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your ot3 like this

[jazminetoad]

Make a playlist for your ship

A song that plays over when they first see/meet each other

A song that reminds them of each other

A song that represents when they're dreaming of the other

A song that represents their happiest moment together

A song that represents their mutual struggle in life

A song they'd dance to together

A song that represents their uncertainty

A song when they're stuck in a room with the other

A song that represents (one of) their confessions

A song when they see the other's dark/secret side

A song that plays at their wedding

A song that would play over when one of them is near death or dies

A song they'd put on to comfort each other

Inspired by @more-oc-questions OC playlist template post

Angst alternative version

[drawyourblankas]

Draw your characters like this

[mooreaux]

I had ot3 thoughts possessing me so I decided to make refs from pieces I’ve drawn of them over the years… only to find … to my horror…. The designs are so inconsistent !! So anyway don’t feel bad if it takes YEARS to nail down a character design because I’m right there with u bud

[hee-blee-art]

the only trio dynamics that matter:

third wheel / cheerleader who's just kinda there

and innocent bystander to homoerotic violence

bonus points if they're both at once

[image IDs: two digital drawings featuring simple characters, one purple, one blue, and one red. in the first, purple holds and umbrella over the three of them as red and blue make out. in the second, red and blue are embracing and staring intensely into each others' eyes while covered in blood, and purple is walking by surprised in the background while eating a meatball sub. end ID]

[undueodium]

Bruh I cant believe I forgot to post this template on the one place where people would properly appreciate it LMAO.

THIS IS #OTPOverboard! A “get to know my otp” template for people who love “get to know my otp” memes but REALLY DON'T WANNA DO 17 DIFFERENT PAGES OF THEM!

For easy editing, check this ko-fi link (pwyw/free) for FLAT PNG, TRANSPARENT PNG, PSD FILES! Enjoy!!!

There's a version for OTPs, a version for OTPs without the spicy stuff, a version for OT3s, and a version for platonic friends and partners!

Download the "Everything.rar" to get….. everything. Download the "PSDs.rar" to get only PSDs!

If you feel like sharing, I would absolutely love if you tagged your charts as #OTPOverboard on social media!!

[skelliefrankie]

its giving ot3

[cheydlerarts]

OC x Canon Instagram art contest ~✧

Thank you all for the love and support!! I've been in the creepypasta fandom for a decade now, and ever since I "officially" came back a year ago, I've been welcomed with open arms and it feels like im back in the 2010's again in the best way 😭🖤

RULES !!: - Draw your oc x canon creepypasta ship! Self inserts are allowed and encouraged! - NO AI !! - NO tracing! (free to use bases are fine) - No NSFW! - Tag your entry as #creepypasta and #ocxcanon - Tag and @ me so I can see your entry! - You can use other's ocs, as long as you get their permission ! - You can treat this as a DTIYS if you want (this will not effect your score) - If you use my oc Chev, pls also tag it #chevonnerojas and #chainbridgecrawler 👉👈

PRIZES !!: - 1st place: Fully rendered drawing, up to 3 characters - 2nd place: Clean sketch, toon shaded drawing, up to 2 characters - 3rd place: Flat colored sketch, up to 2 characters

Winners will be picked September 27th! (will be extended if need be)

All entries will be added to a highlight!

I mainly wanted to host this contest because too many people these days are too afraid to be "cringe". A lot of people DM me asking how I have the courage to ship my oc with canon characters, and I always tell them that I don't care what people think about my harmless drawings! I just post em, and people seem to like them 🖤

There are so much more supporters than haters out there, and you'd be surprised by how much support you'd get by posting oc x canon! Including me! I LOVE when people ship their ocs or themselves with fictional characters! It makes me happy c:

I honestly think it's cringe when people hate on these things. As long as the ships are appropriately aged and not problematic, literally who gives a fuck? I think YOU should go outside and touch grass, weirdo.

[clairebearsparkles]

Did some revamping to my mothman story ocs and I have been doodling them again lol. I absolutely love these guys and I wanna share them with y'all again since I've done some updating!

Steven "Mothman" Marsh is a business consultant from Portland who's come all the way to Pleasant Peak to do his job but also forget his bisexual awakening he had only a few weeks before. Unfortunately fate has a lot more in store for Steven, mainly of the moth variety.

He has 3 general forms: normal, half-moth, and full-moth

Julie Lynn is a saleswoman who works for a branch of the Bright Ideas light bulb Corporation. She lives with her aunt at her house and her aunt's 3 cats. She's very content with her life, but sometimes wonder if she's walking in place.

Ezekiel Harding is/was a tabloid journalist, went to a lot of parties and events but is now looking for something actually interesting and substantial to write about. And not just because the money is drying up and he needs something big, but because he wants to go all the way to a middle of nowhere town to look for a probably made up monster because everyone wants to do that.

Anyway they become a throuple at some point and it's generally just cute.

[devilzukin7-johnny-cage]

I... 😳 uhm...

Art by Nach880 ♥

Characters:

Johnny Cage (Mortal Kombat)

Araceli Cage (my OC)

Mortal Kombat (c) Netherrealm Studios / WB / Midway before

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your characters like this

[jazminetoad]

Make an angst playlist for your ship

A song that represents the vulnerability they've shown the other

A song that hits different now that they can only think of them every time they hear it

A song that represents how they're haunted by thoughts of them no matter how hard they try not to think of them

A song that displays the mutual pain they feel in life

A song about the discord/conflict between them

A song that represents how much they long for the other

A song that represents the contrast between their actions and their feelings

A song about a misunderstanding between them

A song that plays when they see the other torn and broken

A song that represents all of their emotion pouring out at once

A song about how they lost the other

A song about how much they miss being around the other

A song that represents what they could never say

An alternative template to my first ship template

[minthara]

thank you to @chimeowrical for this super cute commission of the ot3, my shepard, miranda & kaidan!

[mallowdarling]

No words other than this OT3 needed to be done so I took it upon my own hands!!! Don't let me fool you, I'm actually really nervous to post this

I think y'all already know the reference right, but here it is:

[fierymiasma]

⨯ A Little Game // Sebastian x f!MC x Ominis - Silver Trio ⨯ Part 2

Summary: Ominis and Sebastian start the game of wooing the hero of Hogwarts. It's too bad that she's too dim to see it.

Words: 2.1k

|| Masterlist || AO3 || Upcoming ||

Part 1 Here

She still couldn't believe how much Sebastian and Ominis had changed over the summer…the flirty personalities, the growth spurts, their sudden, stunning attractiveness.  No one but her seemed perturbed by the newfound oddness of her the two Slytherin boys.  Natty had scoffed at her concerns ("That's just what puberty does to boys").  But the hero of Hogwarts knew better.  There was only one possible explanation…

…Sebastian and Ominis were both cursed by some type of evil ancient magic spell.

Nibbling on her quill, the hero of Hogwarts pretended to be listening along to Professor Binns's dull droning.  Back ramrod straight, her glazed eyes stared ahead at the blackboard.  Her thoughts whirled a mile a minute.  Something nefarious was happening to her two best friends.  Maybe it was Polyjuice potion, or some type of imperio, cursed objects…or a magic so ancient and evil it had not yet even been named.  Yes, something strange indeed was happening to her boys.  And she was going to get down to the bottom of the mystery if it was the very last thi-

"You've been quiet all morning." A silky smooth voice practically whispered in her ear.

It was foolish to even attempt to think rationally around someone as effortlessly attractive as Ominis.  The hero of Hogwarts stared straight ahead at the indecipherable blackboard, ignoring her urge to look at Ominis.  She hadn't been prepared for the intensity of the boy's appearance at King's Cross.  She wasn't going to make that mistake twice.  

Her mouth felt so dry. It was still a struggle to come to terms with how unfairly gorgeous he became.  "Ominis, I'm trying to pay attention to the lecture.  Don't distract me."

The corner of his lips tugged upwards.  Bitingly sarcastic, he replied, "Ah, yes, the lecture…and tell me…what are we learning about today?"

"Um…"  Her tongue darted out licking her dry lips.  “We’re learning…um…history?”

"’Learning history?”  His voice dripped with amusement.  "In our History of Magic Class?"

The back of her neck tingled with embarrassment.  Her heart ached, begging to sneak a peek at Ominis's amused expression. 

Perhaps sensing her unease, Ominis lightened up on the teasing.  He leaned closer, concerned.  Their clothed elbows briefly brushed against each other.  Blood traveled to her cheeks.  Was that a careless mistake or an intentional act to rile her up?

Ominis's voice was so gentle.  "Is everything all right?"

 'Was everything all right?'  What type of question was that?  Her two best friends have all of a sudden gotten possessed by…some type of magical…well by something!  And Ominis was just sitting here nonchalantly, completely not bothered.  She folded her arms, "Why wouldn't everything be all right?  You think something is wrong with me?" 

She couldn’t stop herself from glancing at his expression.  Immediately, she regretted it.  His face was so soft.  A brow furrowed in gentle concern.  "Sebastian and I are just worried, is all.  You haven't been acting yourself lately.  Sebastian told me that you weren't at breakfast today-"

Her heart lept into her throat. So the two of them noticed that she was avoiding them.

"-You must be famished.  Lucky for you, I saved you your favorite: apple tarts."

With a minuscule flick of his wrist, Ominis summoned the pastries out of his bag.  They floated smoothly in front of her, gracefully avoiding Professor Binns’s notice.

She blinked.  She…had never told anyone that her favorite pastries were apple tarts.  How did Ominis find out?  "O-Ominis you shouldn't have.  Really, this is too much."

Ominis snorted, "It was hardly anything.  It's not like I made it myself."

Before she could politely refuse the thoughtful gesture, her stomach grumbled loudly.  It was so loud and embarrassing, cutting through the dull droning of Professor Binns lecture.  Several heads turned towards her.  Her classmates hid their snickers behind their hands. 

Blushing furiously, the hero of Hogwarts tried to shovel the food into her mouth as fast as possible, forgoing any need to breathe.

Ominis chuckled.  It was a well-known fact that the hero of Hogwarts was one of the messiest eaters in the whole school.  Even without vision, he knew that she had made a mess. 

His voice was light and teasing.  "I believe you got something on your face."  With his thumb, Ominis wiped away the apple syrup that he knew was hanging on the corner of her mouth.  His tongue licked the pad of his thumb, chasing the remnants of tarty sweetness.  Unable to look away from him, she unapologetically stared at him quite openly.  Her eyes traced his movements, watching how his mouth would suck on his elegant fingers.  She shivered.  What else could Ominis do with his mouth?

"It tastes just as good as I thought it would."  Ominis commented. 

Oh bloody hell.  Did Ominis happen to spend his summer in France with callgirls or was he always so indecent?  The only thing that he could do that would be more scandalous would be if they fucked on the table right now.

No…N-no…don’t think about that sort of thing.

Stiffly, she turned her attention back to the humdrum crooning of Professor Binns.  The pair of them sat together, both of them aching for something beyond the confines of the dull classroom. 

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Minutes, hours, and days have gone back since "the apple tart incident.  Time made it all too easy for her guard to be slowly crumble around her.  Whatever, it was that happened in the "History of Magic" had clearly been some collective visual hallucination that they all shared in that they shall never, ever speak about.  Sure, Sebastian and Ominis were still acting quite strange.  The accidental touches, the gazes full of knowing and intent…

…But beyond those, nothing so scandalous as the incident.  So, she could hardly be blamed for being ill-prepared for things to come. It was supposed to be a normal potions class, how bad could it possibly be?

"Class, today we'll be studying the effects of Amortentia."

Oh, bollocks. 

She could practically feel the overwhelming weight of Sebastian's gaze on the back of her head.  She refused to look back at the potions station where the Slytherins were at.

Fuck.  This…this could be bad.

Not for the first time, the hero of Hogwarts was glad that Garreth was her potions partner.  It was easier to have a very private melt down when the Gryffindor boy was exploding a potion next to her.

As Professor Sharp explained the nuances of potion-making, she whispered to the boy standing next to her.  "Garreth, you and me, pal, for old time's sake?”

He grimaced before whispering back.  “Sorry, Natty just asked before class, and I already said yes.  Apparently she’s super behind and needs some help.  Some other time, yeah?”

Her head whipped around the room looking for Natty.  Sure enough, her backstabbing friend had a shit eating grin.  Standing in the Professor's blind side, Natty gave her a secretive thumbs up.  Her jaw dropped.  Unbelievable.  Even her closest friends were conspiring against her.  The savior of Hogwarts responded in a very mature, very adult way by flipping Natty the bird.

As Sharp's instructions ended, the rest of her classmates started splitting up into their usual pairs.  Her head whipped back and forth as she started to truly panic.  Her poor little heart could not handle the emotional turmoil of brewing Amortentia under the piercing gaze of her "friends".  Under absolutely no circumstances, could she be paired up with either Sebastian or Ominis.

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….Well, lucky for her, she was not paired up with either Sebastian or Ominis.

Unfortunately, she was put into a three person group with BOTH Sebastian and Ominis. 

It was very strange that there was an odd number of students today.  It wasn't typical for Poppy to get sick out of the blue.

Listlessly stirring the nearly completed potion, she continued to ignore the two Slytherin boys.  She had done a fantastic job of ignoring them for the past two hours, and she planned on continuing her silence until the class was over. She wasn’t sure what Amortentia was supposed to smell like.  No doubt it was impossible to even ask someone else.  But she wondered if its aroma was supposed to be so…confusingly complex. 

As its characteristic spirals evaporated into steam, she recognized the comforting pillows of the Undercroft, a familiar heady cologne, and the earthy fragrance of something very masculine. 

But, as she stirred the potion with her wand, its aroma changed into the scent of rich parchment from library books, explosive gunpowder, and a deep musk that definitely reminded of someone very familiar to her.

"What do you smell?"  Sebastian asked, his tone sickeningly innocent.

Her whole body went red.  She hadn’t even noticed the other boy sneaking up on her.  "Never you mind, Sebastian Sallow."  Sebastian's eyes were wide and bright, almost twinkling with mirth.  "It's not like I could even pick it out anyway." She haughtily mumbled under her breath.

Ominis was on the other side of her.  Again, did he suddenly lose all concept of personal space?  "Sebastian can't help be curious, that's all."

She jumped.  Her feet stumbled back clumsily, only to bump her back against Sebastian's hard torso.  Blushing, she quickly pivoted away from him.  When did his body become so firm?  What on earth was that boy eating?

She was being flanked on both sides.  Sebastian to her left, Ominis to her right, with no escape from the conversation. She couldn't help but gape.  Were they…teaming up on her?

No…they couldn't be…

Their sixth year had been a horrendous nightmare for their collective friendship.  It started all from Solomon's death, and the animosity continued to spiral out of control. Ominis and Sebastian constantly at each other's throats, fighting over the silliest things and stupidest of arguments.  As the meditator, she would always find herself squished in the middle, like a doll they were forced to share with each other.  Why, she could recall a few moments where Sebastian literally tugged on her arm to pull her away from Ominis's side.

"I don't understand. Last year you two were constantly fighting, always at each other's throats-"

"Oh we certainly were at each other's throats." Sebastian parroted, a wide grin plastered on his face.

Ominis flushed deeply, hand subconsciously rubbing the side of his neck.

She blinked stupidly.  It seems like over the summer they had come to an agreement though she wasn't sure what exactly it entailed. 

"Now, let's stop avoiding questions, shall we?  What do you smell?"  Sebastian asked again.

"T-That is very private, Sallow!"  She felt lightheaded.  "I-it's not like people go around telling each other Amortentia smells like!"

"Hmmm….she's hiding secrets, Ominis."

"She is indeed."  Ominis  towered over her, and the savior of Hogwarts was reminded, yet again, of how tall he had gotten.  Why, she would have to stand on her tippy toes in order to kiss him.

Her face bloomed into an even brighter shade of red.  Stop.  Don't think about kissing best friends, no matter how hot they have gotten.

"I happen to think that our dear friend might recognize Amorentia's scent."  Ominis drawled.

"Oh?"  Sebastian arched a pretty eyebrow.

"Yes, perhaps it smells like someone we know…someone she must keep secret from us." 

Sebastian hummed.  His pink tongue dipping out to lick his bottom lip.  "Or…maybe someones?"

Her stomach dropped.  Natty had once described to her how some lions in Africa would play with their gazelles before eating them.

This is what they must feel like.

She puffed out her chest and put on a brave face.  Two could play at this game.  "Well, why don't you two tell me what you guys smell, if you both care so much.  It's not fair for me to share without you saying anything."

She expected them to falter, and stammer over their false bravado.  No doubt, they would lighten up on their teasing and the three of them could go on their merry way and pretend this incident had never happened. 

But it seemed as if she only walked into a trap.

An irrepressible smile was on Sebastian's face.  “I can smell the Undercroft, our Slytherin dorm room, and expensive cologne."

The description….matched very closely to the aroma that she smelled, with some minor differences.  It was impossible to hide her blush.  Sebastian's eyes dipped down, unabashedly staring at her lips.  "And I can smell something else that's soft and sweet."  She couldn’t help but duck the lower half of her face between her scarf, trying to shield herself from Sebastian’s predatory gaze.

Sebastian’s eyes flitted to Ominis, “‘Nis, what does the potion smell like to you?”

“Leather bound books, something smokey that reminds me of Bombarda-"

She tried not to look in Sebastian’s direction.  That was Sebastian's favorite spell.

“…and honeysuckle perfume and apple tarts.”

Her stomach flipped over, and an uncontrollable flush of heat melted into her entire body.  She was trapped under the intense attention of the two boys in front of her.  Oh dear Merlin.  

She did what any rational and logical person would do in her shoes.

"Um…Professor Sharp, I…I think I"m getting sick.  I'm going to the Hospital Wing."  Before the Professor could even respond, she fled from the scene.  Her poor heart was about to explode.

[bunnidarling]

"We're drunk and horny and it's your problem now."

Angelus doesn't seem to mind being DD for Averyll and Astarion, though.

Ty for another amazing illustration for @thatcerealkiller and me @nadiezda