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Heta-Poly Week 2022: Day 4

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Prompts:   Lets get you out of those wet clothes/ And there was only 1 bed/ Supernatural

Rating: T

Ship: GerFruk

Word Count: 969

Author’s Note: This is a fic taking place in my A Vampire, A Werewolf and A Merman AU. Basically all you need to know for this fic is that Francis is a vampire who has become rich thanks founding a popular clothing brand, Arthur is a werewolf and Ludwig is a merman.

A Vampire, a Werewolf and a Merman go on a Business Trip

“You two didn’t have to come,” Francis tsked as Ludwig placed their luggage in the closet. “Are you sure you’re going to be fine mon loulou? We’re far from the ocean.”

“I’ll be fine,” Ludwig assured him. “Plus…I’ve always wanted to see what was beyond the town.”

Francis couldn’t help, but smile. Right, Ludwig hadn’t been beyond the town other than some trips he took with his brother in the ocean. Speaking of Ludwig’s brother…

“D-Does…” Arthur cut in, “Does Gilbert know you’re here?”

“No…But I spend enough time at your place, so he just thinks I’m there.”

“Ludwig!” Francis and Arthur both shrieked.

“What?”

“If your brother finds out about this…” Arthur began.

“He'll surely have our heads!” Francis cried.

Ludwig shook his head. “If it comes to that, I’ll deal with him. I’m an adult, and I can make my own decisions. And I decided I want to be here with you two!”

Francis blushed lightly, and Arthur’s mouth hung open. “Has the bloodsucker rubbed off on you?” Arthur eventually huffed in amusement.

“Hey!” Francis cried. He shoved his werewolf lover, who only shoved him back. Before a fight could break out, Ludwig placed a hand on each of their shoulders.

“Now, now. There is no need to get so heated unless you plan on destroying the room.” The two men pouted, but at least the shoving match had stopped before it even started. “Now,” Ludwig said with a sigh, “I think some food is in order.”

Francis brightened. “That’s a wonderful idea. There are so many wonderful restaurants around here!”

Arthur only grumbled but also agreed.

—

Bellies full and the sun setting, the three lovers were heading back to their hotel. After all, Francis had an early start tomorrow with his business meeting.

“Are you covered enough love?” Arthur asked, holding an umbrella over Francis.

“It’s perfect mon cher.”

Ludwig walked slightly further ahead, amazed by all the new sights and sounds. He may have been spending most of his time on land for the past two years, but he had never gone beyond the town the three of them resided in, at least, not on land. There was a lot to see.

The walk had been pleasant until clouds rolled in and the first drops of rain were felt. The three didn’t think much of it at first, picking up their pace slightly, but then started to rain harder.

Francis’s attention snapped towards Ludwig, the scales around his face began to appear as he got drenched. “Ludwig, come here before–”

There was a gasp from across the street causing all three of them to freeze. The weather may have chased away most, but a few people still lingered, having gotten caught in the rain.

Francis turned towards Arthur, but before he could say anything, Arthur shoved the umbrella into his hand and took off towards Ludwig. “Idiot, you should have gotten under the umbrella sooner,” Arthur sneered. He tossed his jacket over Ludwig’s head to conceal the scales on his cheeks before taking Ludwig’s hand and making a run for the hotel. “Hurry up Francis.”

“Ah…O-Oui.”

They were on the street of their hotel just as it began downpouring. “A-Arthur…My…My legs.”

“Wha–”

Francis looked in horror as he saw scales forming on Ludwig’s legs. “Arthur he’s–”

“Shit.” Not thinking twice, Arthur stopped and crouched down. “On my back,” he ordered.

“Are you sure you can carry me?” Ludwig asked, brows furrowed.

“Werewolf, remember?”

Ludwig gave Francis a hesitant look before climbing on.

Arthur staggered slightly upon standing up. Even with werewolf strength, his size made it a bit hard to carry Ludwig. But these were desperate times. With an animalistic growl, Arthur took off towards the hotel, Francis running behind. The three lovers collapsed into the elevator. Just as they did so, Ludwig’s legs turned into a tail.

“Great,” Arthur grumbled, setting Ludwig down, “Now what?”

Francis looked down at the tail. It would not be easy to hide. “We’ll wrap it up in our jackets as much as we can and hope for the best.”

“How will we carry him without them slipping?” Arthur challenged.

“I’ll help you.”

So, Francis and Arthur wrapped their jackets around Ludwig’s tail. They didn’t cover all of it, but they covered the most of it, so it would do. “Are you sure you two can carry me?” Ludwig asked again.

“We don’t exactly have a choice,” Arthur replied. He hooked his arms under Ludwig’s, while Francis grabbed the end of Ludwig’s tail.

Miraculously, the three were able to get into their room safely without being seen. Arthur and Francis laid Ludwig on the bed. “Let's get you out of those wet clothes,” Francis suggested, already grabbing the end of Ludwig’s shirt.

“I-I can do it myself,” Ludwig sputtered out.

Francis smirked, pressing a kiss against the merman’s lips. He slipped the shirt off as they parted. Ludwig flushed slightly. “I’ll go get you some towels to dry up.” He placed one more kiss on Ludwig’s forehead before getting up.

Once Francis had grabbed the towels, Arthur headed to the washroom with his shampoo and soap. “I’m heading for a shower before I start to smell like wet dog,” Arthur muttered.

Francis giggled, grabbing the werewolf’s shoulder and stealing a quick kiss. “You do that. Ludwig and I will be waiting for you.

Arthur’s cheeks flushed a dark red, a small smile spreading across his face. “Okay…”

So the three lovers settled down in their bed. Luckily Francis had booked a room with a king bed before he even knew his lovers would be joining him. It wasn’t as spacious as the one back home, but it would work. Francis and Arthur cuddled up to Ludwig, pulling the blanket over them. In no time, all three had fallen asleep.

Translation

mon loulou = my darling/my wolf

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Hetalia Poly Ship Week 2022: Day 5

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Prompts:  Butterfly Kisses || “Please come inside, you’ll get soaked.”

Rating: T

Relationship: GerFruk, Gerfrukport if you squint

Word Count: 913

Author’s Note: Once more, this is from my Vampire, Werewolf, Merman AU. Additional note, Afonso is also a werewolf and a close friend to Arthur. 

A Vampire, a Werewolf, and a Merman Safely Together

It had been a long night. And Ludwig had spent most of it pacing or lounging on the couch with shaking legs as he waited for his friend Afonso and lover Francis to return.

It was the night of the full moon, leaving his other lover Arthur in an uncontrollable, beastly state. Which was why Arthur was currently missing, and Afonso and Francis were out searching for him while Ludwig stayed home in case Arthur had found his way back to the manor.

Despite his gnawing anxiety, Ludwig nodded off into a light sleep at some point until he heard scratching at the door. The merman scrambled to his feet, hoping it was Arthur who had finally found his way home. But it was only Afonso and Francis, weary from a long night of searching.

“No luck?” Ludwig asked, though he already knew the answer.

“No…” Francis sighed, collapsing onto the couch.

Afonso trotted behind him. Though in his wolf form and unable to talk, Ludwig could tell he too, was downtrodden.

“But the sun will rise soon…I-I’m sure he’ll be fine,” Francis tried to assure the two. “Come now, you two need to sleep.”

Ludwig wanted to protest, and the way Afonso’s ears folded back it was clear he had similar feelings, but Francis would have none of it. “If he’s not back by dawn, we’ll go looking again.”

Though that was not the answer they wanted, Afonso and Ludwig agreed.

—

At almost the crack of dawn, Afonso, Ludwig and Francis were awakened by a knock on the door.

Francis was the first one up, tripping over his feet as he made his way over. Ludwig, though still dazed and confused, followed, leaving Afonso, now human, lying on the couch alone, though looking over at what was going on.

Arthur stood outside in the early morning drizzle, sopping wet, shivering, and naked. Luckily he didn’t appear to be injured, but he hung his head low, not daring to look at his lovers or friend. But before anything could be said, Francis pulled Arthur into a tight hug. “Come inside…” the Frenchman murmured, “You’ll get soaked. Even more so than you are.”

And Arthur did. There was no protest, no quip. Arthur was too tired and sore to care. That’s how it always was after he transformed back. But this time, something else was contributing to this quiet, somber mood.

Ludwig quickly went to fetch a towel while Francis led Arthur inside. Ludwig wrapped Arthur up tightly and rubbed him down slightly to dry him off.

Afonso watched on awkwardly. With Arthur safe and sound he was not needed here. He got up slowly from the couch and stretched his achy body. “Alright,” he sighed, “Glad to see you’re okay Arthur, but I better get dressed and head out.”

“Oh no,” Francis said sternly, “You’re going to rest here and join us for breakfast. I can’t have you going out sore, tired, and in the rain. You can go lay down in a guest room, and we’ll fetch you for breakfast.”

“I couldn’t–”

“Don’t argue with him Afonso,” Arthur warned, voice raspy and eyes still fixed on the floor.

“Okay…” With that put to rest, Afonso headed upstairs to sleep off his transformation, leaving Arthur, Francis, and Ludwig alone in the living room.

“I think a bath is in order,” Francis concluded, “For all of us.”

Ludwig nodded. He was due to rehydrate soon anyway, and maybe after some warming up, Arthur would start to feel better.

After collecting some clean clothes, the three lovers made their way to the bathroom. Ludwig focused on drawing the bath while Francis remained close to Arthur, arms wrapped around him.

When the bath was full, the three clambered on in. It was a little snug especially when Ludwig’s tail sprung up, but they made it work after a bit of shuffling. In the end, Arthur sat in the middle, leaning on Ludwig as Francis began to wash him.

It was quiet. None of them spoke. After all, Arthur would when he was ready, but right now he just needed to be reminded there were people here who cared about him. That he wasn’t alone in all this.

As Francis ran over Arthur’s cool skin with a washcloth of warm water and soap, Ludwig, in a burst of confidence, began placing light kisses on Arthur’s head. First, the top of his hairline, then the side of his head, then the temple, eventually moving down the Brit’s face and to his neck.

Arthur didn’t react at first, but as soon as Ludwig reached his neck, he shivered slightly at the touch.

“Oh, your neck has always been so sensitive,” Francis teased before placing his own light kiss on the other side of Arthur’s neck.

“Shut up!” Arthur hissed.

“Ah, there you,” Francis beamed. That fiery spark in Arthur was returning.  

Before Arthur could say anything else, Francis captured his lips in a gentle kiss. When they pulled away, Arthur was left, once again, speechless (though for a better reason). Ludwig didn’t help either, being more forward than usual and also stealing a kiss from Arthur.

They stayed in the bath far longer than needed, enwrapped by the warmth of the water and each other. They talked, not of the night before or whatever had left Arthur so hollow when he returned, for there would be plenty of time for that. Right now, they would just bask in the fact that they were all safe and together.  

Author’s Note: And that is the last fic from me for poly ship week. I was going to write something for Day 6′s prompt, but Fruk week is right after this event and school has been eating up my time so I think I’ll just end my submissions here so I can get started on Fruk week. But Day 6′s prompt shall return to my blog as I was inspired to make a GerEng AU out of it. Anyway thank you @hetalia-polyship-week for running this event!

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A Vampire, a Werewolf, and a Merman Under the Full Moon

Rating: T

Pairing: GerFruk (but with a primary focus on GerEng)

Word Count: 1377

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Francis asked.

“Yes,” Arthur groaned for the millionth time, handing his worried lover his coat.

“I wasn’t talking to you,” Francis bit back. 

Ludwig placed an assuring hand on the Frenchman’s shoulder. “It’ll be fine. It's been about a year, and I think I know how to handle things.”

Francis pouted slightly, forehead wrinkled in concern. Arthur shook his head, helping Francis into his coat. “I’ll be on my best behaviour,” he assured him, “We don’t need you starving on us while I go through all my shit.”

Francis sighed and leaned into Arthur. The Englishman wrapped his arms around his lover, pressing a kiss to his neck. Francis pulled away after a moment and went to Ludwig. He pulled the merman down into a kiss. “I’ll be back soon then,” Francis said with a sigh. Giving each of his lovers one more kiss before heading out, he headed off towards the woods. 

Almost as soon as Francis left, Arthur’s symptoms started. They had headed into the living room, and as soon as they sat down, Arthur was immediately back up and began pacing. Ludwig watched, knowing there was not much he could do when Arthur started up. But the pacing was maddening, and Arthur seemed anxious. “How about we go to the library?” Ludwig suggested. That way Arthur could distract himself with some books. 

“Okay.”

Ludwig wrapped a comforting arm around Arthur and led him over to the library. Luckily it did the trick as Arthur wandered through the shelves eventually settling down with a chosen book. His leg still bounced as he sat in one of the armchairs, but at least he seemed much calmer than he was in the living room.

But then the burning started. It was small at first like always. Arthur occasionally rubbed his arm, his leg, but nothing too bad. Then it got worse. Arthur discarded his book to the side and began furiously rubbing at his skin. Another common part of Arthur’s transformation and one that was not easy to help. Ludwig headed out into the hall, grabbing a cooling blanket Francis had found just for this occasion. He returned to the library and wrapped Arthur up tightly in it. 

“Th-Thank you, love,” Arthur rasped, his hand shooting out to hold onto Ludwig’s.

“Better?” the merman asked. 

“Mhm. Shouldn’t be too long now.”

Those words should have made Ludwig feel better, but instead, they made his stomach drop. The worst was yet to come. As if reading his mind, Arthur squeezed his hand tighter. 

Shortly after, the muscle spasms started. First, it was the jerk of Arthur’s hand. Then the kicking of Arthur’s legs and soon he had rolled to the floor shaking and convulsing. Ludwig sat himself on the floor beside his shaking lover, rubbing the Brit’s shoulder in comfort. “I’m right here,” he murmured, “Hang in there.”

A few minutes passed before the final stage commenced: the physical morphing. Arthur grunted and groaned as his hand changed into claws, his body grew coarse golden fur, and pointy ears grew out of his hair. It always looked so painful by the way Arthur’s body tensed and twitched, but nothing could be done. Ludwig had to look away, upset to see the state his lover was in. 

Then it was quiet. Ludwig’s eyes remained fixed on the other side of the room. It wasn’t until he felt something sniffing at his arm did he turn around. “I’m okay Arthur,” Ludwig murmured. He cupped Arthur’s face and began massaging it, after all, it was one of the werewolf’s favorite areas to be petted when it came to this form. Arthur whined as if he wasn’t convinced. “I promise I’m okay.”

Arthur huffed, but let the topic go. He wandered over to the door and whined once more. “Of course,” Ludwig groaned. The thing about Arthur’s wolf form was that he always wanted to go outside. One problem, if something caught his attention, he would bolt off towards who knows where only to end up lost. And it wasn’t like the town down the road exactly accepted their kind there. It was a big risk, but when Arthur looked back at him with sad, puppy-dog eyes, Ludwig couldn’t bear to say no. 

“Fine,” Ludwig sighed, “But you stay in my sight, or else you’re getting put on a leash. We’ll go down to the beach.”

Arthur’s eyes immediately lit up, and he jumped on the door. 

“Okay, okay, back up. Remember, you better behave, or else you’re getting this put on.” Ludwig grabbed the leash off a nearby shelf and hung it in front of Arthur. Arthur rolled his eyes but nodded.

They walked down the stoney path together towards the seaside. It was a calm night with the full moon shining overhead, illuminating everything in a faint glow. Ludwig still brought a flashlight just in case to ensure he could see the uneven path ahead of him. Arthur was fine though considering his night vision. 

As soon as they hit the sand Arthur ran off into the waves. Ludwig huffed in amusement before stripping down, dashing after him, and diving into the water. He stayed in the shallow areas as Arthur could not swim even in his wolf form, but they made due. Arthur splashed Ludwig with his big paws while Ludwig splashed him back with his tail. Soon the two creatures had broken out in a heated water battle, laughing all the way. Mid battle Arthur froze, dunking his head under and pulling up a large stick.

“Do you want to play fetch?” Ludwig asked with a smile.

Arthur nodded eagerly before running towards the shore. Ludwig followed after and slipped his clothes back on while Arthur sat beside him, tail wagging.

“Ready?” Ludwig asked once he was fully dressed.”

Arthur dropped the stick at his lover’s feet. 

Arthur was truly like a big dog in this form. All his guardedness and gentlemanly persona gave way to something more feral and playful in this form. Ludwig was sure to appreciate these moments. Seeing Arthur so relaxed and free was a rare sight indeed, and Ludwig was one of the few people allowed to see it. Plus, Ludwig loved dogs, and right now, Arthur’s wolf form was the closest thing he had to one. 

Things were going well considering everything, until Ludwig threw the stick particularly far. For a moment, he worried he threw it into the forest, but as he caught up to Arthur he was relieved to see it just on the border of where the trees met the sand. But Arthur made no move to grab it. Instead, he stood on the edge of the woods, nose twitching and ears perked. Ludwig didn’t like that look. In the blink of an eye, Arthur took off into the woods.

“Arthur!” Ludwig shouted, running after him. 

He tried his best to keep up, but a wolf was far faster than any human. If only the water was closer then maybe Ludwig could have kept up. At least Arthur was remaining in his sight. Arthur suddenly stopped and Ludwig almost tripped over him. 

“Goodness,” a familiar voice called from the darkness, “Look at you two.”

Francis emerged from the brush, blue eyes glowing and sharp fangs still exposed. Ludwig felt his heart leap into his throat, but immediately settled at the knowledge Arthur was safe.

“Oh mon cher,” Francis sighed, petting Arthur’s head, “Did you have to almost give Ludwig a heart attack?”

Arthur’s ears fell back, and he hung his head. He turned to Ludwig and trotted over and lightly headbutted the merman’s stomach. Ludwig gave him a small smile and scratched behind his ears. “It’s okay. I know you get excited easily.”

Arthur whined as a further apology.  

“Maybe we should head home before something else gets you excited,” Francis suggested. Arthur looked disappointed, but when Francis set off towards the house, he followed obediently. “I’ll make your favorite,” Francis singsonged. Arthur’s ears perked up, and he trotted to catch up to Francis. 

Ludwig smiled fondly, before running to catch up to the two. He took hold of Francis’s hand, and the three returned to the comfort and safety of their home.

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A Vampire, A Werewolf and a Merman Au Backstories

Francis’s Story

Originally he was a philosopher and poet from France in the 17th century

He got bitten around his mid 20s and is now forever stuck at that age

Though the Enlightenment was taking hold and thus the Church was being questioned, he was still outcasted from society when they discovered what he was. Even his own family pushed him away.

He went on the run, traveling all around Europe for a couple centuries. There were a lot of ups and downs and for a while he was in a very dark place: questioning his existence, battling self-loathing, befriending people only to outlive them, etc. 

Everything hits a turning point when he meets and befriends a fellow vampire named Antonio. Antonio gives him tips and tricks to being a vampire and shows him all the amazing things they can experience in their long, long lives. Francis finds new hobbies and a new purpose in life: making people smile. 

By the early 1900s, he’s settled down in the village/town the majority of this au takes place in and starts a clothing business because he finds a passion for fashion design 

He makes a fortune off it which is why he has so much money when we meet him in the au

Unfortunately a werewolf pack has made a home there first and get really defensive when they find out what Francis is. At first Francis tries befriending them, but the pack is stubborn and he becomes their rival instead. 

Other than the pack, Francis ends up acquainting himself with almost everyone in town and basically knows all the goings on in it

So when Arthur comes into the picture, Francis wants to know what makes him tick, but as soon as their eyes meet, Francis can tell Arthur is battling with similar doubts and insecurities that Francis once had when he first became a vampire. This draws Francis to him. 

Arthur’s Story

After getting bitten by a werewolf and turning into one himself, Arthur is chased out of his home town

His brothers and sister, though now fearful of what their brother has become, try to convince him to stay. When that is proven to be impossible, the siblings agree to run away with Arthur. But Arthur runs away the night before they are set to leave because he doesn’t want to drag his siblings down and he is ashamed of what he’s become

For a couple of years, he drifts from town to town, often accidentally revealing himself and being chased out (this does not help Arthur’s growing resentment of being a werewolf)

Eventually he comes across a town/village where a werewolf pack has been thriving for centuries (this is the town the events of the au takes place in). He’s taken in by this pack, but he doesn’t get really close to them.But the pack takes care of him and for once, Arthur actually thinks he’ll be safe.

There is one particular member of the pack, named Afonso, who is adamant about befriending Arthur for one reason or another.

When he first meets Francis, he’s really hostile towards him because 1) Francis knows Arthur’s a werewolf and that usually never goes well for Arthur 2) Francis knows exactly how to press Arthur’s buttons 3) Francis is a vampire and 4) Francis is French.

But Francis ends up saving his ass (read more about that here) and the two reluctantly become friends and later lovers

Arthur’s pack is not happy with this revelation and give him the ultimatum: Stop seeing Francis or leave the pack. Arthur chooses Francis.

Though he never was close to the pack, he is fearful for his safety now in the town. But at least he has Francis. 

Afonso, at first, figures he’ll have to cut ties with Arthur. But when he sees Francis and Arthur on a date in the woods he sees just how happy Arthur is, he starts to think that maybe Francis isn’t too bad and tries to rekindle his friendship with Arthur. Arthur and Afonso become really close after this

Arthur still ends up moving in with Francis since most of the pack is still against him

Then they both meet Ludwig!

Ludwig’s Story

Out of the 3, he’s got the least depressing backstory

He never knew his parents and was raised by his brothers and the rest of his pod

Life is good in the ocean. He has his family, his friends Kiku and Feliciano, a wonderful, stable home

One night, Feliciano convinces Ludwig and Kiku to come up to the surface with him to see the stars. Ludwig is enamored by everything he sees. The sky, the beach, the light illuminating from the town nearby 

He doesn’t want to be human after that experience, but he does want to learn more about them and their cultures

He particularly takes interest in the paranormal/magical species (ex. Fairies, vampires, werewolves, witches, etc.) since they are often grouped together with merpeople

He also takes a particular interest in dogs

He usually only goes on land for the library and learn more about his new interests and to stargaze on clearer nights

During one of his many nights of stargazing, he comes across a vampire and werewolf in a loving relationship. Ludwig is shocked since he always understood them to be natural enemies, so out of curiosity, he comes back every night, hoping they’d show up.

They all become friends and then fall in love!

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A Vampire, a Werewolf, and a Merman Finally get Together

Rating: T

Pairing: GerFruk

Word Count: 1101

Author’s Note: This is a sequel to A Vampire, A Werewolf and a Merman Walk into a Bar, so I suggest reading that before this fic because you’ll be lost otherwise.

Arthur woke up to a dull ache in the front of his forehead. No matter how many times he woke up with hangovers and claimed he would never drink again, he always found himself back in the cycle of drinking, making a fool of himself and regretting it when sober. At least this repetition set up a routine to handle the aftermath of drunken revelry.

Once he got familiar with the pain, slowly, Arthur eased himself up into a seated position. The movement sent his head throbbing. Grimacing, he rose from the bed and shuffled over to the ensuite bathroom. As if on autopilot, he opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed a bottle of Ibuprofen. Shaking out two pills and pouring himself a glass of water, he quickly swallowed the medication. “Never again,” he mumbled to himself. He knew that was a massive lie, but such was his routine.

“Arthur?” Someone called.

Arthur jumped, frantically looking around before his gaze fell to the tub. Ludwig sat awkwardly in the relatively small bathtub, icy blue tail hanging out the side and brushing against the floor. For a moment, Arthur just stared at it. Slowly, memories from the night before came creeping in. He had draped himself all over the merman the night before, asked him for a kiss, and worst of all had fallen asleep in his arms. Details were still foggy, and there were some holes in his recollection, but he had definitely come onto Ludwig way too strong.

“Um...Do you remember anything from last night?” Ludwig asked, cheeks tinted pink. Arthur nodded. The merman gave him a small smile. “That makes things a bit easier. We still have to talk it out though. Francis is making breakfast, and I’m almost done here. We’ll meet you in the kitchen when you’re ready."

With that, Ludwig lifted himself out of the tub. In a flash his tail became two legs, leaving him completely naked. Arthur just as quickly looked away, face burning. He didn’t look up until he heard the door close. As soon as he was alone, Arthur slunk down to the floor, trying to wrap his head around everything. Francis must have explained everything to Ludwig, or at least gave him a run down. It felt almost surreal. For months they had been planning to court Ludwig, and now it was actually happening. After splashing some water on his face to calm his blazing cheeks and straightening up his hair, Arthur made his way downstairs.

When he got downstairs, Arthur’s thoughts were still in a whirlwind, and his heart was hammering in his chest. But when he entered the kitchen, for a moment, all the chaos became quiet at the sight that met him. Francis was leaning against the island, mug in hand, chatting away with Ludwig who stood at attention as if he were a soldier.

“Go on, try it,” Francis mused, pushing the mug Ludwig held towards the German. Ludwig sniffed it before taking a cautious sip. He immediately grimaced when the liquid hit his tongue. “Hmm,” Francis hummed, pulling the bowl of sugar closer to them, “perhaps you need more sugar.”

Something felt so right about the scene. It was warm, cozy, and everything Arthur had dreamed of since he and Francis first confided in each other about their feelings for Ludwig.

“Oh there you are mon lapin,” Francis cheered, pulling Arthur out of his daze, “Good morning.”

“G-Good morning,” Arthur stuttered out. All at once, his nerves returned. Right. They still had to have a proper conversation with all of them in their right minds. Francis went to speak, but the ringing of a timer cut him off. Spinning on his heel, he made his way over to the oven and pulled out a tray of freshly baked croissants. He placed the tray on the counter to cool before grabbing another mug out of the cabinet.

“Well last night sure was...something,” Francis stated, pouring Arthur some tea.

Arthur let out a groan, burying his now beat red face into his hands. “I’m so sorry Ludwig,” he mumbled, “I should have never been so forward.”

“It turned out alright in the end,” Ludwig said with a shrug, “better than alright actually.”

Arthur couldn’t bring himself to look up. Ludwig may have said it was okay, but the guilt and embarrassment still gnawed at the Brit.

“See, everything is fine,” Francis cheered, sliding the mug and a plate over to Arthur. “Now put those hands down and enjoy your tea.”

“So…I take it Francis explained everything…” Arthur finally said after a few minutes of silence.

“Yes. A-At least the basics.”

“God...Again, I’m so sorry,” Arthur groaned, burying his face in his arms, “Everything I did was so uncalled for. I’m sure I made you uncomfortable. Do mermaids even know what polyamory is?”

“It’s okay,” Ludwig assured him, his hand coming to rest on top of Arthur’s, “I was more confused than anything, and I was concerned about what Francis would think. It’s not that common, at least in my species, but I knew for a while I liked you both a lot. So as soon as I talked to Francis, all my discomfort was put to rest. And I’m more than happy to be able to be with both of you.”

Arthur peeked out from behind his arms to find Ludwig and Francis smiling fondly at him. The Brit felt his cheeks flush an even deeper red. “I…I-I-I like you too,” he stuttered out.

Francis pressed a loving kiss on both of his lover’s heads before turning back to the cupboards and pulling out three plates, placing a croissant and a few pieces of fruit on each. His lover always liked making dishes look fancy. Arthur smiled slightly at the thought.

“I guess we’ll have to plan a date now,” Francis explained as he distributed the plates amongst them. He turned to Ludwig. “So, are you free tonight mon cher?”

Ludwig’s cheeks flushed slightly. “Yes.”

“Parfait! It’s settled. Now eat up while it’s still warm.”

As he watched his two lovers–God did that sound so nice to say–Arthur couldn’t help but smile widely. When he had first come to this little seaside town, he felt like something was missing. Meeting and falling in love with Francis had filled it slightly, but there was still some leftover emptiness. Just like before, he had tried to ignore it, but now he felt…whole. Not just whole, but like he was going to burst and it was invigorating. He couldn’t have asked for more.

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Because its Halloween Eve (at least where I am) I’ve decided to put together some headcanons based on this fic and the paranormal GerFruk au I created during Germany Ship Week. I suggest reading the fic before looking at these or you’ll be lost. But just so everyone knows Ludwig is a merman, Francis is a vampire and Arthur is a werewolf. I also have a few fics for this au in the works so keep an eye out for those. 

- Ludwig absolutely adores Arthur in his wolf form because he loves dogs. It especially helps Arthur is a lot more willing to cuddle when in this form  

- Their go to date is a picnic at the beach (at night of course since Francis can’t stay in the sun for that long) 

- They play fetch with Arthur on the beach on full moon nights 

- Ludwig collects seashells and other pretty things he finds on the seafloor for his lovers

- As soon as Francis finds out Ludwig doesn’t have much clothes (since he’s a mermaid and rarely went on land there was no point), Francis takes him out shopping for new clothes. Ludwig tries to protest, but Arthur says its pointless and to just go with it-> “It's his own money he’s wasting after all”

- Arthur and Francis ended up installing a larger bath for when Ludwig stays over since Lud will dry out if out of water for too long

- Ludwig is amazed by almost everything on land since he never ventured there until now. Francis and Arthur found it extremely endearing especially after being alive for so long and seeing the same things for decades 

- Ludwig decides to move in after a year of the three of them dating-> Luckily Francis’s house is right next to the water and has its own private beach for when Ludwig starts to get dehydrated

- Ludwig falls in love with dogs during his time on land and when he moves in with Arthur and Francis he asks if they could get a dog-> “But we already got one,” Francis states while gesturing to Arthur-> Arthur is furious while Francis laughs and Ludwig bites back a smile.-> Francis ends up sleeping on the couch for a few days following, but Arthur comes around to idea of the dog-> they get a little German Shepherd puppy

- Continuing with the puppy, she really bonds with Arthur since she can sense he’s a werewolf-> He’s reluctant at first, but eventually she melts his heart

- Although Ludwig finds himself unable to do much he’ll go hunting with Arthur and Francis for moral support

Also, a little summary of How Francis and Arthur met (I’m planning a fic for it so it’ll be brief): At first they really didn’t like each other. Arthur just found Francis annoying and hated what the man did to his heart and Francis, though drawn to Arthur, butted heads with him due to pride and Arthur’s behaviour towards him. But on the night of a full moon, Arthur gets lost and wanders into town (in his wolf form obviously) and while there some citizens recognize what he is and try to chase him out of town (some of them even turning violent). Francis sees this and swoops in, claiming Arthur was his dog and Francis takes Arthur to his house. Arthur doesn’t exactly like this idea, but it's better than facing those people again. Surprisingly Francis acts really nice towards him, providing him with a warm place to sleep and a good meal. Arthur asks why the next morning and Francis admits he never really hated him and even if he did, no one deserves to face a mob like that. After this the two slowly become friends and later lovers with Arthur moving in shortly after.