#basilio fic

[justanother-fanficwriter]

NCIA Agent Part 3 (Trese)

I was assigned to assassinate a man at his villa in Batangas. I drove to the place. He is really known for being behind leading an anti human supernatural insurgency group from around the world.

I snuck into the villa. I needed a way to get the maid out of here. So, i decided, I would randomly move items then hide.

"who is there? This isn't funny! Bring me my glass!"

Suddenly, I decided to push a vase causing the maid to scream and run outside.

"Loko talaga si Señor! (My boss is really annoying!)"

The maid said.

I suddenly went to the living room where I managed to kill the man by twisting his neck.

Now, I needed to find a way to hide him. So I decided to break the floor of the pool. I drained the pool, broke the floor and dug through. I buried the man and added cement and used quick dry paint to cover the cement. I immediately added water back.

After doing my job. I saw Alexandra horrified right behind me. My plan worked, she followed me! Before she could attack. I took out a tranquilizer and shot her at the neck. She fell asleep and i took her to my van.

On my way to Manila, she already woke up and is banging on the sides of my L300 FBvan. To frown out her cries for help. I decided to turn on the radio and blast "Kisapmata" By Rivermaya.

"Let me out ugh!!!"

"Kanina'y nariyan lang oh ba't, bigla nalang nawala- Chill the fuck out! *Bangs on the wall behind the driver seat*"

She decided to stop thrashing around and wait. Suddenly just as I adjusted the side mirror, i saw a purple Oldsmobile pimpmobile which seems to have Hank behind the wheel. I immediately floored it. Hank raced me down Roxas Avenue and a police mobile thought we were street racers. I immediately turned on the Police scanner on the dashboard of my van.

"all units! We got two street racers. The other is a purple pimpmobile and the other is in a Mitsubishi L300!"

"who the hell races in an L300?"

"I don't care! Just send backup!"

I groaned as I heard the conversation between the cops and the Dispatch.

I immediately took out a newspaper spread it and threw it out of the window causing it to stick on Hank's windshield. He turned on the wipers but when the window was cleared, he crashed into the police mobile.

After losing the cops. I went to the pier where a small boat was there to pick up my van and take it to Corregidor Island. When we reached Corregidor I drove off the boat and drove to a secret bunker which led to a top secret facility owned by the NCIA.

After a few hours, Alexandra woke up bound to a chair.

"You! Let me go!"

"Just chill, and wait. Sorry if I had a pretty harsh approach to you."

"do you like me?"

"Nah, that's very impossible, let's just say im more into guys. Like your bodyguards! And theres a reason im about to tell you later why I can't fall in love with you."

"Gago ka ba? My team is going to look for me! Youre fucked!"

"That's the plan! I need you, and your team! Hope they bring the wind girls too!"

Suddenly an alarm went off.

"Facility is breached! Starting breach protocol!"

"I think that's them!"

I told Alex.

#trese #trese fanfic #team trese #crispin and basilio #the kambal #alexandra trese #sorry if no one makes trese fics anymore

[mysterynoel]

12 Days of Ficmas Day 1 - "not interested, thank you"

Title: Undecided

Fandom: Fire Emblem Awakening

Ship: Olivia/Lon'qu (pre-relationship; it's nowhere in this snippet I have)

First made: September 2020

Last worked on: October 2020

The spectators had grown shocked at the sight in front of them. West Ferox’s champion had fallen to his knees, his axe falling on the ground with a clang. The silence was broken by Khan Basilio’s laughter. “Looks like I have a new champion. Flavia won’t know what hit her!”

[things happen?]

The day concluded with a feast to celebrate the new champion. Along with the title came a seat at Baisilio’s table for Lon’qu, seated next to the Khan on his right. The seat on the left was empty, but was still set with a plate and a goblet.

Basilio raised a pint of ale. “To Lon’qu, the Chon’sin champion!” The others in the hall joined in with raising their own drinks, echoing a quick toast in Lon’qu’s honor before downing the contents.

#noel's 12 days of ficmas #fire emblem awakening #basilio #lon'qu #technically lon'qu/olivia #but i never wrote olivia in #unfinished fic

[thelaundrybitch]

Link your three favorite fics right now

How do you write smut scenes? Do you get very visual or detailed? How important is it to be realistic?

Share a snippet from a WIP

YAY! Thank you for sending me an ask!

Link your three favorite fics right now

Woven by Nacatu on Wattpad and AO3 (2012 tmnt)

LINK HERE

Pocky Game by Moonbean21 on Quotev (Bayverse Raph)

LINK HERE

Shells, Tails, and Freelancers by @sharpwindow (Bayverse turts)

LINK HERE

How do you write smut scenes? Do you get very visual or detailed? How important is it to be realistic?

Ok, Im'a be honest.

I don't really enjoy writing *smut*

I prefer to write romance, and romantic scenes that potentially end up in some steamy bedroom time.

I don't necessarily get very visual or detailed, I'm more about dialog and feelings. For me, those are the most important to portray during a love scene.

As for realistic? I mean... Feelings and dialog, I try my best. I think if I can get myself to enjoy my bedroom scenes, then they are realistic enough 💖

Share a snippet from a WIP

WOOHOO! Going for gold here! 🥳

It's a bit out of context and messy, but here you go. It's with my tmnt OC Basilio - who is the eldest of my iteration of the turtle bros.

Warning, Thirsty bitch under the cut

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I'm in a dojo.

None that I recognize.

It's dark and quiet.

There's a whole bunch of plants - mainly bonsai- lining the walls on scattered shelves.

It's incredibly peaceful.

As I'm spinning in place to see the rest of the room I've jumped to, I see him.

Sitting with his back to me, in deep meditation.

Quietly I walk to him, thinking I'm being sneaky, but his hand whips out and grabs my wrist and with a sudden yank I'm in his lap.

“You're not where you're supposed to be, Ma Reine,” Basilio hums into my ear. His lips find mine immediately, and I can't help the moan that follows my surprised gasp.

The kiss isn't nearly as long as I want it to be, so when he pulls back from it, I end up chasing him for more.

He lets out a low chuckle and places a few sweet kisses on my needy lips.

“Where am I supposed to be?” I ask, still trying to get him to kiss me.

He's all smiles as he kisses me everywhere but my lips. “With the other three. Today was my solitary day,” he tells me. 

I pull back and give him a sobered look of concern.

“It's required by dad,” he says, “I have exactly zero issues with you popping in on me,” he tells me before I can even spiral into my anxious guilt. His hand finds the back of my head as it tangles through my hair, pulling my lips to his for one of those kisses.

God I just.

No brain activity.

Just pure feelings.

“So,” he says, breaking the kiss, “why me?”

I feel my body flush with hot adrenaline as I blush from head to toe.

Thank God it's dark in here.

He snickers, “You look like I just caught you reading my diary. Fess up,” he teases with a poke to my side.

I squirm a bit, bringing my hands to my face, embarrassed about how I'm going to present this.

“I've been thinking about you all day,” I say quietly.

He moves my hands to reveal a single raised brow ridge and a smug smirk.

“Oh?” he asks, his eyes searching my face until they fall to my lips, where they stay and wait for my response.

*gulp*

I know if I open my mouth I’m going to embarrass myself further so I just nod, instead.

“I thought about you all day too…” He confesses, with a flirty wink. “So tell me,” he says, while moving so suddenly I don’t realize I’m on my back and pinned under him until it’s too late. “What kind of thoughts… were you having?”

There’s no escaping him.

I mean, this is Basilio we’re talking about.

So instead I close my eyes and get it over with, “Thirsty ones,” I admit.

I feel his warm breath in my ear, “Why are you embarrassed? I’ve been having thirsty dreams about you for years,” he purrs, before his lips make real estate down my neck.

“Not dreams…” I let out a pleasurable gasp when his open mouth leaves a love mark on his descent. “Active… uhm… actively thinking,” I get out through some heavy breathing.

“I didn’t say mine happened while I was asleep. They were a conscious decision. And I enjoyed every second of them.” He’s so matter-of-fact about it, I end up squeezing him between my thighs, because oh. My. God. 

“You gonna share, so I can make your dreams come true, Ma Reine?” He purrs between kisses that are making me thirstier. The kisses are everywhere but my mouth.

His self-control is killing me.

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Hope you enjoyed the snippet! You can Find out more about Basilio HERE

Again, Thank you so much for asking me some questions! I love doing these!

Questions are from this post HERE for anyone else who may want to use it or to ask more questions!

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#asks answered #asks #fun asks #thelaundrybitch #thelaundrybitch speaks #THANK YOU FOR THE ASK! #all about me #WIP SNIPPET ALERT #tmnt aged up #oc basilio #oc bayz #tethered series #tactical team turtles #t3

[spoileralert-khr]

a day in the life of SA!Ottavio

Did this as part of my (possibly unnecessary) fic planning, so I thought I'd share.

Ottavio’s post-Mirco schedule (some modifications after Rue and Basilio arrived)

Most Days 0430-0630 training 0630-0645 shower 0645-0730 breakfast 0730-1000 work 1000-1015 coffee break 1330-1400 working lunch 1400-1730 meetings/ staff seminars/ reviewing subordinates’ work 1730-1745 afternoon snack + coffee 1745-2000 finish whatever wasn’t done from the morning; M/Th/Sa: short break at 1900 to scrape mirco off the training room floor and return him to his room 2000-2100 check that mirco is still alive, eat dinner, turn deaf ear to shamal’s complaints 2100-2300 finish whatever wasn’t done in the afternoon 2300-2330 washing up and stretches, check that mirco, and not an illusion, is in bed 2330 bedtime

Rest Day (every 6-10 days) 0530-0730 light exercise 0730-0745 shower 0745-0830 breakfast 0830-1130 adult personal things like accounts, investments, non-Varia business 1130-1430 if kids also have a rest day, take kids for a good airing out + lunch, otherwise continue working on personal stuff 1430-1530 plotting; if no plotting required, nap 1530-1700 phonecall with Tyr!!! 1700-1730 afternoon snack with mirco if he’s not with mammon; otherwise, snack while staring into space 1730-1900 self-improvement (self-study /reading/ Flame technique) 1900-2030 If rest day falls on M/Th/Sa: scrape mirco off the training room floor, ensure the child is washed, then dinner 2030-2130 check children’s schoolwork progress 2130-2200 brainwashing the children 2200-2300 thinking, worrying, moderate alcohol consumption 2300-2330 washing up and stretches, check that mirco, and not an illusion, is in bed 2330 bedtime

#khr #spoileralert-khr #katekyo hitman reborn #fic #ottavio

[crabknee]

Thoughts on the losers

Chrom: okayish, unfortunately voiced by M*tt

Robin, whom I have named Hildegard: she's silly, I made her very pretty :]

Lissa: benched in favor of Maribelle sorry

Frederick: LOVE HE very serious. Decided on a whim he should be with Maribelle and not Sully cause I like his supports with Mari

Sully: AMAZING LOVELY SO COOL I am normal about her C support with Miriel (gonna write a fic about it later when I get the B and A support)

Virion: FRENCH JUMPSCARE no like I didn't think he'd actually have a French accent in the voice acting. He's so cool I love him

Vaike: WHORE I wanna know why he acts like that, I wanna study him under a microscope

Mirial: MY SPECIAL LADY HOW I LOVE YOU SO she's a mage and also her C support with Sully is very good

Sumia: no strong opinions, ended up benching her in favor of Cordelia. I don't really need her anymore cause she's already served her purpose of being Chrom's wife

Maribelle: THE!!!!! THE HER!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HER SO VERY MUCH. SHE'S SO PERFECT!!!!!! AND I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST A LITTLE RUDE AND BOSSY BUT THEN HER C SUPPORT WITH FREDERICK!!! GIRL IS NOT LAZY, SHE'S WILLING TO PUT IN THE WORK!!!!!!

Panne: lovely lady, adore her. I like her introduction with Emmeryn :]

Gaius: I don't use him a lot but he's poggers. I like his intro with him just wanting candy, what a mood

Cordelia: neat :] I love her intro with Phila and how horrible she feels about the other ladies dying. Just. Ough. I hope she gets a big hug or smth

Gregor: the ideal man honestly, 10/10

Nowi: I don't hate her as much as I thought I would. Aside from her design, she's great

Libra: boy man totally. Lovely design, lovely intro, very excited about his VA because I really love her as H'aanit

Tharja: did not expect to like her at all but she's good. I like her intro

Flavia: SO AWESOME I LOVE HER

Basilio: Patrick Seitz moment fr!!!

Emmeryn: blood guts horror forever. Crying 1 billion tears. Don't speak her name! amirite

Chrom: Yeah I've never been a big fan of him tbh

Hildegard: OMGGG VERY PRETTY INAUSGFIUANSDGF great design for your robin

Lissa: Yeah I mean that's fair, I have a habit it using the first healer I get as the healer for the rest of the game so I use Lissa a lot, also because I love Owain too much to not use. Don't really have anything to say about her personality

Frederik: I mean, how can you not love him, he is great, you should see his supports with chrom, I find them funny

Sully: Yeah she slaps, definitly my favorite of the two cavs

Virion: Virion is pretty fun I cannot lie, and I will say, I was fully expecting him to be french

Vaike: YESSS YOU UNDERSTAND HE'S JUST MY DUMB FUCKING LOSER JOCK

Miriel: me when big words, she is very cool I also like her, important question here, who will marry her?

Sumia: Yeah I have no strong opinion either

Maribelle: I'm very happy for you that you love maribelle this much, it's great to see

Panne: Yeah she's pretty cool, I like her supports with Virion and her kid can become pretty strong

Gaius: There really isn't that much more to him than candy puns in my experience, but he can become pretty good

Cordelia: Yes very true, her intro is definitly one of the best

Gregor: MY MAN GREGOR HOW I LOVE YOU SO YOU ARE MY HUSBAND AND I LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER fun fact I married him in my most recent playthrough

Nowi: yeah that's fair, I still hate her tho I am not a fan of her personality and everything, shame that her kid is so cool tho

Libra: the man ever what can i say

Tharja: yeah honestly, behind the sexualisation of her outfit and in everything happening outside of the game, I honestly quite like her, her personality is actually pretty fun and I like her supports

Flavia: YESSSS VERY AWESOME HELLO FLAVIA

Basilio: me when seitz

Emmeryn: sorry I suppose I just spoke her name

#poor kellam #forgotten once more #also stahl but whatever #asks #pie #pie plays fe13

[leiawritesstories]

Partner Swap

Rowaelin Month 2022, Day 8: Rowaelin Dancing. Ballet dancer AU! also yes @rowanaelinn and i may have something planned for today but here is a little fic before we smack you with that ;)

Word count: 1,631

Warnings: ballet talk, some language, lots of naughty jokes

Enjoy!

@rowaelinscourt

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Pointes faintly clomping against the smooth marley of the studio floor, Aelin internally grumbled again at Peter and Delaney’s sudden decision to swap partners. The Orynth Ballet’s beloved pas de deux coaches were famous for asking partners to switch for a rehearsal or two, just to see how the alternative pairings worked. Thankfully, most of the partners defaulted to the original castings and only performed with the other if an injury happened. 

She could only hope the same would be true for her and Whitethorn. 

Not that she disagreed with the thought of dancing with him. In fact, she most definitely agreed. Perhaps too much. But his technique was flawless, his partnering the same, and…well, she wouldn’t deny being possibly the slightest bit attracted to the unfairly handsome Doranellian dancer. 

As she marked her way through her steps, she saw Rowan enter the studio, set his bag down, and stretch his arms over his head. Then he ambled over to stand behind her, marking his own steps in time with hers. 

So, like any good partner, she launched into the first partnered pirouette, managing three complete rotations on her own before Rowan’s warm, steady hands caught her waist and guided her through three more, supporting her in the attitude devant that followed. 

Maybe she held it a beat too long.

Then she stepped out of his arms and continued to mark through the rest of the pas de deux, not doing any of the other steps. She smirked to herself when Rowan prepared for the next pirouette as if she was going to do it, then dropped his hands, embarrassed, when he realized she was truly just marking. 

“So you’re a humorist, are you then?” he murmured after she had finished marking through the steps.

Aslin gave him an angelically innocent smile. “I was just testing out these pointes on this floor. New pair, always a little different. But they seem to turn well enough.”

“Testing out, my ass.”

“And a fine one it is,” she smirked. 

Rowan’s head jerked around. “What?”

“You heard me, Whitethorn. That spandex and those glutes?” She tossed him a lewd wink. “Good luck trying to keep the coaches in professional mode.”

He sighed. “You really are impossible, Galathynius.”

“Please, call me Ace. They all do.” Pretending she didn’t notice his visibly frustrated exhale, she bent over to remove her legwarmers and toss them into her bag, fully aware that her rehearsal tutu hid none of her backside. As she stood, she noticed the glint in his forest-green eyes had turned darker. 

“Listen here, Ace. You’re my gods-damned partner for this rehearsal, and if you keep teasing me, I—”

Peter and Delaney entered the studio, closely followed by Nesta and Dorian. “Afternoon, Kitris and Basilios! We apologize for the short notice on today’s partner swap, but we only decided this morning after company class that we would like to see the opposite partners. We hope it’s not too much of an inconvenience,” Delaney remarked. 

Dorian shook his head. 

“Inconvenience?” murmured Aelin. “Now why might I be inconvenienced by the chance to dance with such a promising partner?” She gave her hips a bit of a swish for emphasis, noting Rowan’s frown with glee. “Now now, don’t be a Debbie Downer. Or should I say, Debbie Upper?” Rowan flushed scarlet and took a sizable step backwards. Aelin smothered her cackle. Oh, this was too fun.

Rowan Whitethorn was nearly at the end of his patience and the rehearsal hadn’t even started yet. Aelin Galathynius—she was impossible. And despite everything his rational mind told him, his damned male instincts refused to listen. He might not have been that impressed with the young first soloist, but gods burn him, his cock most definitely was. Luckily for him, Peter and Delaney asked Nesta and Dorian to dance first. Dorian, of course, protested.

“Perils of arriving last, Havilliard,” retorted Delaney. “This is why you arrive early.”

“But Nesta didn’t get here early--”

Nesta coolly slid off her warm-up booties, stretched her arms above her head, and walked to the corner. “I warm up before I get to rehearsal. It’s practical. One never knows what the coaches will ask and how soon they want us ready.” She smirked. “Now hurry up, Dor. The pianist is getting bored.”

Rowan smothered a chuckle as Dorian hurriedly pulled off his sweats and took his place next to Nesta. The British soloist, for all his clean technique and impressive turning, was more than a bit of a diva, and he hated having to perform from the start of rehearsal. 

“Much as he whines, he does better going first than second,” remarked a low female voice, “which is, as we both know, a highly desirable quality in a partnership.” Rowan nearly jumped out of his skin at the voice so close to his ear. A devious smirk crossed Aelin’s face, and she tossed him a distinctly lewd wink. 

“How in all hells did you manage to stay silent in those pointes?” Rowan hissed.

“Practice.”

“You practice scaring people halfway to heart attack?”

“It’s fun.”

Rowan shuddered. “Not for your poor victim.”

“Oh you poor little thing,” crooned Aelin, a wicked spark in her turquoise eyes, “unable to withstand even the smallest little scare.” She rolled down off pointe, leaving her high bun barely level with Rowan’s shoulder. 

He blinked, never having realized she was that much shorter than him. Naturally, she noticed the path of his eyes. And rolled hers.

“I’m not short, Whitethorn, you’re just freakishly tall.”

“Bet you love a height difference,” he murmured, using her own tactic against her. 

It backfired.

“And if I do?” she returned, her voice dropping to a sultry purr, a finger trailing down his arm. “Would you take me home and show me just how much height it takes to make a difference?”

Rowan clamped his mouth shut, lest he say something he might very much regret. Aelin stepped away from him, quietly snickering, and turned her attention back to Nesta and Dorian. Rowan took the chance to subtly adjust himself, concealing it by bending down to get a drink of water. 

Peter and Delaney had Dorian and Nesta run a couple of lifts over again once they finished their run- through. Rowan watched carefully, knowing Peter’s pickiness about lifts. Considering his experience as a partner, he thought he could hit the lifts with Aelin, provided she wasn’t going to spend the entire pas de deux trying to make him lose the very short rein he currently held on his temper. 

And his hormones. 

“Thank you, Nesta; thank you, Dorian. Excellent work. Take a rest, hydrate, and we’ll see if we should run you again.” Nesta and Dorian gave a reverence to the coaches and headed straight for their water. “Aelin and Rowan! Spots, please!”

As the pianist started the entrée, Aelin stepped gracefully into the tombé-pas de bourrée, her footwork lining up with Rowan’s. He lifted her into the pas de chat, and the pas de deux began. 

“Smile, smile! You are Kitri and Basilio! This is your wedding!” called Delaney, in true Delaney style. Aelin obediently pasted her stage smile onto her face; it shifted into more of a smirk when Rowan tried and failed to produce stage happiness. He must have been feeling…frustrated, though she simply could not imagine why. 

To both her and Rowan’s surprise, their partnership worked even better than Aelin and Dorian’s. And she and Dorian had been dancing together since she entered the TOB corps. She wrote some of it off to Rowan’s years of partnering experience, but even she couldn’t find an explanation for how well the two of them just clicked.

Neither, apparently, could Peter and Delaney. Yes, they’d commented and called corrections while Aelin and Rowan danced, but after they were done, catching their breaths in center, the coaches were oddly silent. 

“What did we do to make them silent?” whispered Aelin. “Gods, how bad did I mess up?”

“Ace,” Rowan murmured, resting a hand comfortably against her shoulder, “you didn’t mess up and you sure as hell didn’t scare them into silence.”

“You sure?” She knew her eyes betrayed her insecurity, but she couldn’t help it. “They’re never quiet. Never. So either this partner switching was a horrible idea, or--”

“Whitethorn, Galathynius, why have we never even considered pairing the two of you? There are simply no words for what we saw.” Peter even looked incredulous, an expression rarely if ever on his face.

“I believe we’re going to request that the Don Q directors consider pairing you for this show,” broke in Delaney. “Aelin, it’s your debut as Kitri, and while I mean no disrespect to Dorian, you and he never quite got that fiery Spanish spark. But in just one run of the grand pas with Rowan here…incredibly enough, both of your characters jumped almost to perfection.” High praise indeed.

Aelin glanced sidewise at Rowan, who looked as shocked as she felt. 

“Pardon, but did you say we could be cast together?”

“I recommend it. You and Aelin make an eye-catching pair.”

“Not as eye-catching as Dorian’s pair in those godawful orange tights of his,” Aelin muttered under her breath. Rowan tried and failed to smother his snort of laughter. 

“Don’t berate the poor Brit, Ace, that pair of his attracted more than one companion, if what Nesta says is true,” he whispered back.

“Poor Brit my fine ass,” Aelin sniffed, grinning wickedly when Rowan’s eyes inadvertently dropped to her tutu. “My eyes are up here, Whitethorn.”

Rowan flushed scarlet under his Doranelle tan. Gods damn the woman for being so easily able to provoke him, and gods damn him for falling for her. And if they were cast together in Don Q… 

Gods save both of them.

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#my writing #aelin galathynius #rowan whitethorn #rowaelin #ballerina au #ballet au #the orynth ballet #fluff #and naughty jokes

[someobscurereference]

I just read your quiet place au World of Silence and it was SO GOOD but in the notes at the end you said you had a whole idea for an Owain chapter that was darker than the previous two chapters and I am so so curious about it, I understand if you're planning on writing it separately if you don't want to share any details here but I thought I'd give it a shot asking anyway (i love when Leo and Niles are the ones to comfort Odin since he seems like he usually keeps his anxieties and traumas fairly hidden, even compared to the other awakening kids, but they're still there!)

(World of Silence fic) Firstly, I'm so glad you enjoyed this fic! My horror stuff isn't as popular as my romance fics, but I am a horror lover at heart so I'm always glad when one of my spookier fics gets a comment! Thanks for reading!

As for the unwritten Owain chapter, I did not have plans to write it out since the number of people who (a) like FE: Awakening, (b) are willing to read more explicit horror, and (c) will read my fic specifically isn't a huge number, hence why a lot of the horror I write is more like? Mainstream horror movie palatable, I guess is how it would be described? Which I also like! But I thought this concept would be just a little too far, so I didn't write it.

BUT it does play in my head on loop all the time and you asked, so I will share the idea concept below the cut! :)

(animal death tw) (gore tw) (zombies tw) (implied child death tw) (spoilers in tags if needed) (less of the comfort part and more a description of the memory/nightmare, sorry)

Selena's nightmare/memory takes place when she's a teenager, but Laslow's's takes place when he's maybe like? 10 or something? And I imagine Odin's memory takes place when he's also 10 or perhaps even younger than that. 8, maybe. (But an 8 year old who has grown up in a zombie apocalypse, so. Take that as you will.)

I also default to Lon'qu!Owain, which I mention because Lon'qu would have taken Lissa to live up in Regna Ferox with him as Basilio's champion. Which means being up in the cold and the snow. Which, on one hand, is a good thing because the cold probably slows the stiff Risen bodies. On the other hand, the crunch of snow underfoot makes noise.

Since it would be a dream memory, I wouldn't go into much detail how, but it would be a memory of Owain running in the snow (perhaps during a snow storm) while holding baby/toddler Morgan, who is crying. Which is understandable because! Scary! Cold! But also, need to be quiet! The crying is directly calling more Risen after them.

Owain would be panicking about what to do, not sure where they are, needs Morgan to be quiet, etc. He has a dagger and nothing else. He is also 8, so there are few options. They run across a lone (possibly young or injured) deer that is also lost in the snowstorm, and it is freezing as well. Slow to move. Could be easily taken out if it makes noise.

Like the way a baby can be easily quieted if it makes noise too.

There are monster noises somewhere in the distance.

Owain looks at his dagger.

At which point the narrative skip ahead in time and it's only Owain by himself now, running through the snow (and perhaps directly retracing his steps in a big circle so he can step in old footprints and makes less noise), and there is blood on his knife and his clothes. With the implication being that perhaps child Owain has harmed or even killed baby/toddler Morgan in order to get them to be quiet.

Except then he doubles back after he's sure the Risen has been lost and finds the corpse of the deer that he killed. Split open from end to end, still steaming from body heat in the cold air or maybe the steam is waning. And Owain reaches in and pulls out Morgan, who is covered in blood (deer blood only), alive, and no longer crying. Because they were crying because they were cold, and the body heat of the deer kept them warm enough for Owain to ditch the Risen on his own.

(This concept was also an idea I had when I revisited a more general, not A Quiet Place zombie AU, where the smell of the deer would cover up the smell of Alive Human (like The Walking Dead) and hide Morgan even more. But in this case, Baby Warm and Not Making Noise because works just as well.)

The memory would end there (although with the implication that Owain & Morgan got back to safety at some point, somehow) and Odin would wake up in Nohr.

Selena woke up in bed and Laslow woke up in a field. I try not to repeat myself too much (though I do love repeating myself), so maybe Odin would wake up in Leo's office or another meeting space? Having fallen asleep after returning from a normal mission (or maybe a mission that involved Faceless in the snow, hence his memory returning). Niles or Leo have placed their cloaks over him because he looked uncomfortable and "maybe he should learn to put a shirt on if he's going to be out in the snow."

I've seen better metas about how Odin draws the most distinction between Awakening time & his life before/after time travel compared to Selena & Laslow (who in particular doesn't draw much distinction at all) + Odin almost never breaks character in Fates compared to Awakening, so I don't know that he would even admit to having a nightmare on his own. But if pressed, he probably would admit to remembering something bad from long ago.

Which has Niles solemn and offering to lend an ear if Odin wants, as he can relate, and Leo doing the same, although he's slightly more uncomfortable. Odin echoes Leo's sentiment of "The past does not matter; it's the now that matters" and feels warmer just by being around Niles & Leo and the memory getting more and more distant.

#SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS: no actual child death #my fic #horror #a quiet place au #fe13 #asks #queue #my text #i always love it when people ask me questions about my fics so thanks!!

[c-nstellati-ns]

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WRITE LIST — HIGHLIGHTED ARE PERSONAL FAVOURITES

JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE — Jonathan Joestar, Dio Brando/DIO, Robert E.O. Speedwagon, Part 1/3. Joseph Joestar, Caesar Zeppeli, Wamuu/Wham, Kars, Esidisi, Santana, Jean-Pierre Polnareff, Muhammed Avdol, Hol Horse, Steely Dan, Terence T. D'Arby, Daniel J. D'Arby, N'Doul, Vanilla Ice, Yoshikage Kira, Rohan Kishibe, Tonio Trussardi, Bruno Bucciarati, Leone Abbacchio, Guido Mista, Risotto Nero, Melone, Ghiaccio, Formaggio, Illuso, Vinegar Doppio/Diavolo, Part. 4/6. Jotaro Kujo, Narciso Anasui, Weather Report, Enrico Pucci, Gyro Zeppeli, Johnny Joestar, Funny Valentine, and Gappy Higashikata [Warning: From Part 7-8, I haven't read much yet, so I'm not too familiar with the characters as of 09.28.22.]

THE ARCANA — Julian, Lucio, Muriel, and Asra

GENSHIN IMPACT — Zhongli, Kamisato Ayato, Diluc, Kaeya, Venti, Thoma, Arataki Itto, Heizou, Al Haitham, Childe, The Harbringers [Pierro and Capitano specifically] and Tighnari

OVERWATCH — Soldier 76, Reaper, Sigma, Reinhardt, Cassidy, Genji, Hanzo, Doomfist, Baptiste, Ramattra, Junkrat, Roadhog, and Zenyatta

GOD OF WAR — Kratos, Thor, Týr, Modi, Magni, Sindri, Baldur and Deimos [Warning: I don’t know much about this franchise but they are hot and I would be willing to put in research.]

SLASHERS — Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Herbert West, Stu Macher, Billy Loomis, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Thomas Hewitt, Brahms Heelshire, and Billy Lenz

BLOOD OF ZEUS — Heron, Seraphim, Evios, Kofi, Apollo, Ares, Hermes, Zeus, and Hades

TRESE — Crispin, Basilio, Talagbusao, Anton, and Tapia

YASUKE — Yasuke, Nobunaga Oda, Moriosuke, and Achoja

AVATAR — Jake Sully, Tsu'tey, Tonowari, Miles Quaritch [both human or avatar]

MORE TO BE ADDED IN THE NEAR FUTURE...

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[the-priestess-of-dawn]

Would like to know your take on the original timeline Robin/Grima. Since we know that things took a lot longer to go to hell there (most likely due to the lack of Grima's spirit interfering) and Robin willingly chose to betray the Shepherds (because he had all his memories) What do you think happened?

Do you think Robin joined the Shepherds with the plan to betray them as a full-blown spy for the Grimleal? Did Chrom become more like his dad after Emm is successfully assassinated that night? How do you think Chrom dealt with his disability? (since Lucina mentions he never fully recovered from the sneak attack on him that night in her timeline, most likely hints at some sort of fighting/movement disability)

Funny you should ask, because although I have several fics that involve the original timeline in some way, I don't think I've ever kept the details 100% consistent... Canon keeps it very vague, after all, and it's fun to spin things in different ways sometimes. But okay, after years of obsessing over Awakening, I think I do have a somewhat firm-ish idea of how I think the original timeline went.

Robin spends their childhood traveling with their mother to stay out of the Grimleal's sight. Validar most likely had spies following them anyway, but none were able to successfully capture them. At some point, Robin's mother likely died fighting said spies. She may have even sacrificed herself specifically to let Robin escape, because Robin does seem to evade Validar's notice after that. (When he invades Ylisstol in Chapter 6, he is surprised to see Robin, implying that he had no idea they were with Chrom. This is also where he mentions "years of searching," which is why I think Robin and their mother would have been fighting off his spies. That also explains why Robin has combat and tactician training at the beginning of the game.

The Shepherds don't find Robin lying unconscious, but Robin meets up with them, anyway. Either they meet before Southtown gets set on fire and Robin simply wants to travel with the Shepherds for safety, or (what I prefer) it's possible that Robin sees Southtown in trouble and independently goes to help, meeting the Shepherds once there.

The Shepherds don't go to Ferox, because no Risen appear from the future, and thus Emmeryn wouldn't send them to secure an alliance against the mysterious new threat. ("Warriors are what they are, and we'll need their strength to quell this new menace." - Chrom in Chapter 2. Yeah... Grima you idiot you ensured your own downfall.) This results in Basilio remaining the reigning khan, because the Shepherds aren't there to fight for Flavia. This also means that Chrom and Robin don't build a close relationship with Flavia and Basilio during the war with Plegia, so while they ally with Ferox later to fight Valm, the khans don't have the same high degree of faith in them. (Keep that in mind for later.)

Emmeryn is assassinated, the Fire Emblem is stolen, and Chrom is gravely wounded. Emmeryn dying here means that she doesn't get to perform her sacrifice in front of the Plegian people, so they have no reason to lay down their weapons in her name. For this reason, I think the war with Plegia goes on for much longer, which is why this timeline seems to be several years off from what we play through in-game. The Fire Emblem being stolen means a couple of things... One, Validar can collect the gemstones himself and doesn't need the Shepherds to gather any. Two, that little stunt where he makes Robin steal the Fire Emblem for him doesn't need to occur... Meaning that when Validar takes control of them to Thoron Chrom, that's most likely the first time it's ever happened. As far as Chrom's injuries go... Well, we do see in the Premonition chapter that he's only a level 20 lord, so clearly he never promotes. Obviously, to get to level 20, he still has to do a good amount of fighting, but it would make sense for him to be less experienced overall if his injuries cause him to participate in less combat generally. (Now, to be fair, Robin is also only a level 20 tactician... But perhaps they stick close to Chrom and therefore also participate in less combat. The two of them are the leaders of the army; they don't have to put themselves on the front lines.)

As for whether Chrom is more like his father in this world... Maybe a little in temperament, but not in ideology. His line in the good timeline is "Were I alone, I might be driven to madness... or worse. But I'm not alone. My friends and brothers-in-arms stand behind me." (Chapter 11). And the thing is, that holds true even in the bad timeline. He has the Shepherds, he has Robin... Even before Emmeryn's death he clearly admires her and wants to uphold her ideals, even though it's hard for him (see Chapter 3, where he promises to try his best at negotiation and gets nervous at the Feroxi guards hostility because "Emmeryn won't like this at all.") He clearly disapproves of his father's actions when he brings them up. There's no way he'd condemn all of Plegia for Gangrel's actions... Tharja and Henry still become Shepherds, after all (and, side note, I think the circumstances of Henry joining are probably different. If the war is going on longer, realistically the Shepherds would probably face him on the battlefield sooner or later. However, because he told Panne about Emmeryn's assassination and he's the reason she showed up and joined the Shepherds, I can't help but think she'd drag him over to their side if she saw him). However, things are probably... very rough... for Chrom. Even in the good timeline, it takes the Plegians laying down their weapons for him to understand the meaning of what Emmeryn did. With her assassination, I feel like he's never going to truly understand what she wanted to do with her power as exalt. The cycle of violence is never broken, or even so much as paused, in this timeline. Ylisseans and Plegians alike are going to suffer, and fighting in the name of Emmeryn and the peace she wanted isn't going to make it any less of a horror.

Okay, so... Valm... Here's the thing, if the war with Plegia went on longer, then there's not likely to be a two-year peace between the end of it and Valm launching its invasion. In fact, I honestly think the only thing keeping Walhart from invading mid-war in a self-righteous attempt to ~save the poor fools from killing each other in the name of their invisible gods~ is the fact that his tactician is... Excellus. You know, beholden to the Grimleal and everything. And here's where Validar already having the Fire Emblem becomes particularly important... Excellus is in the right position to recover all the gemstones that are in Valm. The major change this would lead to is, well... Tiki being killed so he can take the one she holds. Because the timeline differs from the good in-game timeline, Say'ri trying to rouse a continental Resistance unfortunately isn't going to coincide with the Shepherds showing up, so... It's very upsetting to say, but I think she and Tiki both die in this timeline. (This coincides with my theory that characters who can only S-support Robin aren't recruited in the original timeline. They can't marry other members of the Shepherds because they can't have a child from Lucina's timeline showing up when they never become part of the Shepherds originally. However, because Morgan comes from the Future Past timeline instead, it's perfectly consistent for them to marry Robin and have a child from a different future appear.)

Basilio dies in the original timeline. We know this for a fact because Lucina tells us, and it honestly adds up. When you look at the dialogue in the Valm arc, there's a LOT of "gee Robin your plan is nuts, but we know you're a great tactician and we trust you so let's go ahead." Basilio and Flavia have a very close relationship with Chrom and Robin in the good timeline and it truly matters... Of course Basilio (who's still the reigning khan in this timeline, remember; Flavia never knocked him down a peg) charges ahead and dies to Walhart. Even if Robin were to disapprove, he has no special reason to listen to Chrom's tactician. And Chrom... Chrom can't say anything about recklessness without being a hypocrite. So he dies, and Walhart takes the gemstone he holds, and soon after that I'm sure Excellus gets it to Plegia, and after that nobody cares what happens to him or Walhart anymore...

After Walhart is defeated, everything is set up to awaken Grima and restore the fell dragon's body. (These are clearly different processes, because in the good timeline, Validar never has the real Fire Emblem, so the Awakening isn't performed on Robin. Nevertheless, original timeline Robin, who did go through the ritual, is still able to accept the sacrifice laid out at the Dragon's Table and restore giant dragon Grima. The Fire Emblem apparently isn't necessary for the latter.) In the good timeline, Validar claims he wants to give Chrom Sable in order to get him to come to Plegia, but here, Validar can either say he wants to give him back the Fire Emblem or... honestly he could probably get away with just calling Chrom over to talk about repayment for Plegia's aid against Valm. (But promising Chrom the Fire Emblem and then going "haha ACTUALLY this was all just a plot so you'd bring Robin" is way more dramatic so I think that's what Validar would go for.)

Chrom is murdered. I think I've touched on this before, but I honestly think this is the key moment that pushes Robin past the point of no return. If Chrom survived the attack, or somehow dodged it (and perhaps he could have had he not been so gravely injured long ago), then no matter what else followed, Robin, Grima-awakened or not, would look to Chrom, the man who gave their life meaning (and all Grima ever truly wanted, you have to understand, is to live a life among friends), and Chrom would be there for them the way they always were for him, and though the timeline would be full of tragedy, it wouldn't end in despair and ruin, because Robin would have Chrom and the Shepherds behind them.

But of course, we know that's not how it happened. The exact details of how Robin betrayed the Shepherds, embraced the darkness they were "fated" to bring, and nearly ended the whole world, are unclear... All I know is that when Legendary Robin/Grima in FEH says "If you think there's someone out there capable of leading the world with such high-minded ideas of love and bonds... I'd love to meet them." I think about how Grima did. Twice. And both exalts were murdered for it.

#ask #my writing #putting this in my writing tag so that the next time i want to write about the original timeline i can reference it lol

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Yahoo! We’ve got a baby train going again! Can we please get a fic of Basilio?

(I missed this big lug so much ;;; ____ ;;; )

Flavia had been teasing Basilio for months about how much of a worrywart he’d become. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that his wife, whom he was three heads taller than, had really started to feel the effects of pregnancy.

From the seventh month of your pregnancy, you’d adopted “the waddle”, seeing as it had gotten increasingly difficult to walk about with a healthy baby that just kept growing.

You’d also started to become more averse to food and drink you used to adore, which had perhaps been the most frightening thing to change. It was very touch and go, trying to figure out what you’d want to eat (or what you could and couldn’t) each day. Then came the mood swings, the random bouts of illness, and the aches and pains that came with the changes to your body.

Basilio had gone from cheery and energetic to fretting far more often than not; long sighs replaced his laughter, and his days of training were typically replaced with doting on you by staying at your side, for fear of you being hurt or needing his help.

But now he was at the peak of worry. You’d gone into labor about two hours past midnight, all during a blizzard swirling around Ferox, no less. Basilio had burst out of the bedroom with his poor wife in his arms, carrying you straight to the medical wing of the castle while shouting that the queen was in labor.

You handled the labor like a champ, but it was quite clear that you were in terrible pain. Basilio could see as much when he was in the room with you. You’d taken his hand into yours in a death grip, and you were struggling with the contractions as any mother-to-be would.

“You’re doin’ great, sweetheart-” Basilio tried to comfort you, though he could only do so much from the sidelines besides riding out the waves of pain with you. “You’re doin’ just fine!”

“Lord Khan, we need more ice water.” The midwife told him before you could so much as eek out a response behind clenched teeth. Basilio looked up at her, troubled.

“You mean I’ve gotta go get it? Can’t you send anybody else?”

“We’re still waiting on help from the capital- the snow and the time of day has made it difficult for the clerics to come. We’re spread thin as-is…”

“I get it,” He sighed, looking back at you. You were able to look up at him, though it was clear you weren’t doing well. You were frightened, and you were in pain. “I’ll be right back.”

“You h-have to go?” You held his hand a little tighter. He managed something akin to a tight smile, though even you could tell in your haze that he wasn’t aching to go.

“They’re tryin’ to get the other clerics in from the storm. ‘Til they do, I’ve gotta be the errand boy. I’ll be quick, all right? I’ll be back before you know it.”

You were able to nod, but another contraction racked your body before you could give your blessing. He stayed long enough to help you through it, before he had to peel himself away to get the necessary supplies.

Basilio grabbed two large buckets from the clerics, heading out the doors with a very troubled expression on his face. Flavia was waiting outside, Lon’qu and Lissa both in attendance as well.

“Careful- you keep worrying and you’ll lose your beard hair too.” She grinned at him, though his ashen face was far from amused. Her smile faltered some, “That bad, huh?”

“We’re shorthanded,” He explained, holding up the buckets, “They’ve got me running errands when I need to be with Robin. She’s in a lot of pain.”

“That’s not abnormal,” Flavia tilted her head, “She’s going through childbirth; it’s the greatest struggle a woman can go through. If it makes you feel any better, I did send some mages and castle staff to help clear th epath for the clerics. We’re working to get them here as fast as we can.”

“Do you think they’d let me in to help?” Lissa asked worriedly, though Lon’qu was the first to shake his head.

“You’re kind to offer, Princess, but I’m afraid Feroxi and Ylissean methods of childbirth vary quite a bit. It’s more likely the midwife would see you as an obstacle rather than helpful. It might be better if you two can get down there and see if you can help with getting the clerics through.”

“All right…if it’ll help Robin, then I’ll do whatever you need me to! Let’s go, Lon’qu.” Lissa hurried down the corridor, her Myrmidon matching her pace. Basilio glanced back at Flavia, who gestured they head the opposite direction to fulfill his own mission.

It was strange seeing the boisterous ruler so uncharacteristically quiet and anxious. He had been so excited for the baby, but now he seemed frightened that anything could go wrong.

Sensing this, Flavia clapped a hand on his shoulder while they waited in the kitchens for the buckets to be refilled.

“Enough of the long face, oaf. You’re going to frighten the staff away.”

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Can you really blame me for being anxious? It looks like hell, what Robin’s goin’ through. And it doesn’t help she’s gotta do it in the middle of a winter storm- it’s like the gods looked at her and decided Morgan’s birth was gonna be the hardest possible day of her life. And I can’t do a thing about it, y’know?”

“You can be there for her, and assist with the delivery like you are now.” She pointed out, “What matters is that you’re there. Besides, the midwife hasn’t given any indication that it’s going poorly. If anything, it’s just a matter of waiting for the delivery to start.”

“You’re saying it’s supposed to look like she’s on the verge of death the entire time?”

“Every birth I ever assisted with in my village was just like that. Except the mothers didn’t have access to the best medical staff in the whole of the kingdom.” She pointed out, giving him a strong pat on the back. “So chin up, Khan- you’re only going to stress your wife out more if you look as freaked out as she does!”

“I’m sure it hasn’t helped, huh?” He agreed, sighing again. He straightened up, taking the buckets back now that they were filled with icy water. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling given the biting chill outside, but he didn’t dare question it. If you needed ice water, you were absolutely going to get it.

The pair were about halfway back before they spotted a maid rushing towards them both, looking quite frantic.

“Milord!! The queen’s ready to push!”

“Already?!”

“It’s noon, Basilio- at least ten hours have gone by.” She rolled her eyes, “Hurry back- I’ll take these and catch up!”

The Khan wasted absolutely no time, breaking into a sprint the second the pails of water were out of his hands. It was finally happening- you were moments away from the end of the journey.

It wasn’t much longer before he was back where they started, pushing through the heavy doors to find that he was not only in the throes of your delivery starting, but that Lissa was inside and at your bedside, coaching you through the pushing.

The delivery had already begun.

“Robin, I’m back! I’m here!!” Basilio said over the chaos of the midwife and clerics, taking Lissa’s place with a quick nod of thanks.

“The path is cleared- Lon’qu’s guiding them back, so they’ll be here in no time to come help Robin! I came back early to see if I could help.” Lissa explained quickly, an exhilarated smile on her face. “She’s doing great, Basilio! Morgan’s almost here!”

“Right,” He smiled back at her, before returning his full attention to his wife. You were staring at him with a notable spark of fear in your eyes, which he did wish he could wipe away.

“Y’hear that, Robin? We’re gettin’ close to the end of the road. Just a few pushes and we’ll have Morgan here, at last!”

“Y-yeah, I heard, I-I just…I don’t know if I can do it.” Your voice was strained and weak, but thick enough with fear that it alarmed Basilio.

“What’re you talkin’ about? We’re already this far in! Just a little bit more and we’re gonna be a whole family!”

“I-I’m just really…I’m tired, and i-it hurts so much, and I-I don’t think I can do it-”

“Hey, now.” He clasped your hand in both of his, kissing your fingers sweetly, “Don’t you worry about all that. If anybody can do this, you can! You absolutely can!”

You swallowed, absolutely beaten down by the circumstances. But nobody wanted Morgan more than you. Basilio was a close second, but he didn’t hold a candle.

So with a swift nod, you grabbed hold of Basilio and started pushing for all you were worth.

Basilio had never heard you cry out like he did that day. Your grip grew so tight that you ended up causing a hairline fracture in three different bones in his hand.

There were so many tears, so many curses (mostly spat at him), and encouragement that he was sure fell on deaf ears. But you still pushed on. The clerics finally broke through the weather and ran into the room, Lon’qu leading the charge for them to get to the queen.

It would be a full fifteen minutes of pushing before Morgan finally made it out, but the exact moment you heard your baby’s cry pierce the air…it was over.

“Robin…oh my gods, Robin!” Basilio gasped, his attention blinking between his absolutely exhausted wife and his very angry newborn son.

“It’s a boy!” The midwife announced, to cheers from Lissa, Basilio and the rest of the staff (you gave a wobbly smile). Though to be fair, that was wholly expected.

The Khan leaned down, wrapping his arms around you and peppering kisses into your hair.

“You did it! Just like I said you would, huh?” He said between pecks, making you giggle. He started to stroke your cheek, but found that moving his fingers caused a shock of immense pain to shoot through it.

“You…you good?” You breathed, and he retracted, realizing that there were some dark bruises showing almost exactly where you’d been gripping him.

“Who, me? Don’t you worry about me! You just had a baby! I’ll have Lissa take a look at my hand- I’m sure it’s nothin’.” He reassured you, “Just rest a second. I’ll be right back.”

He turned to said princess, who had quickly come to his side when he first mentioned her name. She bit back a laugh, taking out a Heal staff to address his wounds.

“Yeah, she broke your fingers.”

His face blanched.

“You’re jokin’, right?”

“Nope- pregnancy strength is no joke! I’m more surprised she didn’t break more of your hand.” She was grinning from ear to ear while she helped him off to the side. While they worked, you were carefully tended and cleaned up, given a fresh change of clothes and had your bedding replaced so that you could rest far more comfortably now that the worst was over.

Basilio watched over you the entire time, ready to jump into action with half a hand if necessary. Thankfully you were returned to your peace, and Morgan’s wails had quieted once he was bundled up nice and warm, on his way to his mother’s arms.

By the time the Khan’s healing was finished, he found that you were sitting upright, gently bouncing a very tiny bunch of blankets that no doubt was occupied by a handsome young fellow.

“Congratulations,” Lissa whispered to him, ushering him to your side before escaping the delivery room with the rest of the quieted clerics.

The chaos was finally over. Now, it was just the two of you, alone in bed with a squeaky, squirmy baby.

“Robin?” Basilio called to you carefully, walking back to the bedside. You turned to him, the smile he’d missed for months finally back on your lips.

“How’s your hand?”

“All better,” He replied, nervously glancing at the package in your arms. “You two, uh…how are you guys doing?”

“We’re fine…just fine.” You returned your attention to your little one, tilting your arm just slightly so Basilio could get a good look at him. He leaned forward in his seat, practically halfway onto the bed when he was able to spot that little face.

He was crinkling his nose and his brow furrowed, but every time you touched his cheek or cooed his name, Morgan would calm, and his expression would ease.

“Well, well, well…would you look at that.” Basilio was all but glowing. His hand settled over the blankets, feeling the teeny warmth that a newborn seemed to radiate. “Morgan’s just as handsome as I thought he’d be.”

“I think he’s even more so.” You remarked, making him chuckle.

“He’s gonna be a hell of a looker, that’s for sure. No doubt he’ll be whip smart, too…think he could be even smarter than his future version?”

“Are you trying to pit our sons against each other before one of them can even sit up?” You laughed at his musings, to which he shrugged.

“I didn’t say that! I just thought, y’know, since it’s a different timeline and all…I wonder how different this Morgan’ll be.”

“I doubt they’ll be too different. I’m sure he’ll be just as sweet, smart and strong as his older brother.”

“No doubt about it.” Basilio hummed in agreement, “...Though hopefully this one’ll hit a growth spurt. It’s no fun bein’ the only tall one in the family!”

“Just for that, I hope he’s shorter than me.”

“Don’t do that to him!” Basilio gasped, “He’s gotta be a giant like his old man, you hear me?”

“I mean, I do, but I don’t have any control over that.”

“We’ll just see about that.”

“...What are you planning to do to our barely-half-an-hour old son?”

“Nothin’...yet.” You shook your head, flicking Basilio’s forehead to put a proper stop to his antics. The pair of you dissolved into laughter, and the rest of your snowy afternoon was spent cuddling Morgan, taking turns holding the itty bitty baby and plotting out the hopeful future you looked forward to as a lovely new family.

#basilio #robin #fe 13 #fire emblem awakening #fea #basilio x Robin #f!robin #fem!robin #fe-fictions #fe fictions #f!mu #baby train #pregnancy fluff #basilio is literally such a good dad tho #he’s just a big kid #the best man ;;;

[omgkalyppso]

🌝 Who is one character you haven’t yet written for that you would like to? 🤔 What is the hardest part of writing fic?

Thank you for the ask!

🌝 Soooo many. Basilio fe:a, Y'shtola ffxiv, L death note, Dream of the Endless.

🤔 Not editing as you write. Or in my case, not being to critical of your writing as you go through your first draft that you can't get through it. But you can get through it! I have before and I will again and I believe in my fellow writers. uwu

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WIP Title Tag Game

I’m jumping on @writerfae‘s open tag! (At least I think it was them...I lost the post)

Rules: List all the WIP titles in your drafts, and people can send asks about them.

(A lot of these just live in my head but I wanted to participate so here they are)

TKATF Snippets/AUs

Sorcerer! Enrico AU

Enrico time loop fic

Leonidas’ magic

Giuseppe is Elizabeth and Arnoldo is Mr. Darcy

Basilio v. Martino

Basilio v. Martino 2: Electric Boogaloo: This Time it’s Personal: The Battle for Giacomo

My bff Niccolo is a brilliant tactician who is unfortunately moronsexual--an article by Leonidas Greco

Giacomo time travel fic

Fiamma and Serafina being gay and doing crime

Why Polyxena got kicked out of Candemero

A political trip told from two viewpoints

Why Basilio and Giacomo’s relationship is very bad and should not be glamorized: An essay by Martino Rossi, (heavily written in the voice of Joy herself)

TTH Snippets/AUs

Why did Ottavio turn out this way?

Ottavio meets his bf’s grandmother, realizes he messed up

Livia’s views on magic

Nova/Livia college AU

Nova/Livia OFMD AU (I’m sorry)

Why every sorcerer should have a Bellamagnan friend

The fucked-up history of the house of Corvi

An entire essay on the five families

Orianna’s Second Arranged Marriage (it goes better this time!)

Ottavio couldn’t communicate properly if you paid him

Cloelia Fucks Up (But maybe not)

Livia will get Cloelia and Attilio to like her!

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[thelaundrybitch]

As a fan that’s literally in the shadows anticipating your wondrous WIPs I figured it’d be ok to poke you 🥸🫥🙃

40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

55. Of the characters you write for, which is your favorite? Has that choice been swayed at all by your followers/readers’ reactions to certain ones?

I’d also like to make a personal request and beg for another snippet 👀 (optional)

HELLLLOOOO! Thank you for the ask!

And I'm so sorry this is hella long, I got a bit excitable while answering LOL

~~Fun and a sneak peek of a bit of Tethered under the cut~~

40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

AHHHHH!!!!

The work isn't posted yet! 😩

*cries in tactical Basilio and Jehannet*

SO! I would say anything with my tactical turts in it.

You can find the fic and the original concept art HERE

55. Of the characters you write for, which is your favorite? Has that choice been swayed at all by your followers'/readers’ reactions to certain ones?

God this is such a hard question wtf

Ok, I would have to say that my favorite character to write for is adult Michelangelo

And funny enough, I have exactly ONE fic written for him - The Snow Storm.

I enjoy writing for him because I think he's an absolute wild card. He's usually portrayed as that carefree, dumbed-down, himbo who needs his big brothers to look out for him.

And that just doesn't feel right to me.

Honestly, I have a decent amount written for him under wraps in Tethered, and I am very excited for everyone to fully meet my Tactical Mike because I think he's gonna blow some panties to smithereens.

💥💥💥🩲💥💥💥

However, if you are looking for some of my Tactical Mike, I gave a small taste of him through Little Blue Hearts, and again in First Kiss Head Canons.

ALTERNATIVELY

I love writing for/as *reader* because I highly enjoy all the internal dialogue I can add and the sassy shenanigans that come about when interacting with the turts.

I’d also like to make a personal request and beg for another snippet 👀 (optional)

LMAO! For you? Absolutely.

OK, without giving TOO much away...

The MC is a "jumper" when she dreams, and sometimes, when she makes it to the turts, she isn't all there. She's kinda on autopilot. You know. Reptilian brain. Ish.

Anyway, here, have a good laugh at poor Leo's expense.

Again. It's a bit messy but try and enjoy the shenanigans.

💙💙💙💙💙

When I finally gain some lucidity, I'm sitting in Basilio's lap, my head on his shoulder.

👀👀👀

We're in the movie room

I lift my head and I'm now looking around confused™

Until my eyes land on Leo, who is beside us, and J and Don, who are sitting on the floor.

"Uhh…"

I look back at Basilio, and he studies my face for a moment with a teasing smirk on his face while his arms are comfortably around my middle, our fingers intertwined -to the best of our ability- with one hand.

I glance down as Don turns and looks up at us.

"Did I miss something?" I ask, and all four boys chuckle.

"I'd say so," teases J, "You wouldn't leave poor Bayz alone all night."

"I wouldn't say poor," Leo mumbles.

I look over at him and he's doing the big pout, arms crossed.

I look at Don, in question.

"Yeah, you got here, and we were all in the lab together, and you went right for Basilio," Don says.

"I was in the kitchen getting a refill on the snack bowl," Leo pouts.

"So I just walked over to Bayz," I say looking at him with a smile, "and attached myself?" 

"Nah, girl. You RAN," emphasizes J with big eyes.

My eyebrows are on the ceiling somewhere.

Don chuckles, "Yep. And he wasn't expecting for it to be him, so you ran and jumped, and knocked him on his ass. It was quite entertaining, actually."

"Then this guy comes in," J says, pointing his thumb at Leo, "sees you on top of Bayz, and has a conniption," he giggles.

"Drops the entire bowl of snacks ALL over the lab floor," continues Don, "and tries to 'help you up'," he says using air quotes.

"AKA he tried to wrestle you out of Bayz's arms, but you weren't having it," J says, biting back more giggles.

My eyes are the size of moons and my face is redder than freshly cooked lobster.

"You clung to me like a baby monkey," Bayz tells me, looking quite pleased with his twin's extreme dismay.

"Then the kisses started," Don says with a smirk.

"WHAT?!" now I'm REALLY mortified.

"Don't worry, you only got a couple in before Don intervened. The second he called you Sunshine, you scrambled off of Bayz, jumped on Don, and started to undress him," J is in a fit of giggles now.

JFC. What is wrong with me.

I look at Don, who has a sultry look of satisfaction written across his handsome face.

"So I took you to bed and told these guys we'd meet them in here in about 45 minutes," he husks with a wink.

"Then this guy," J accuses Leo again, "complains, what?! What the fuck are you doing for 45 minutes?! It doesn't take that long!"

"And Don looks him dead in the eye and says, It does if you're doing it right, and slams the bedroom door," chuckles Basilio.

☠️☠️☠️

"And it took almost two hours. So he must've done a really good job," says J with a grin so big it might split his face in half.

"If you don't remember, I can show you what we did," Don says with that flirty Don look.

💙💙💙💙💙

Hope you enjoyed the snippet! You can Find out more about Basilio HERE and more about J (Jehannet) HERE.

Again, Thank you so much for asking me some questions! I love doing these!

Questions are from this post HERE for anyone else who may want to use it or to ask more questions!

~tags for the sneak peek~

@leosgirl82 @leoandraphssoulmate @eveandtheturtles @ninjaintheshadow @replicasey @scholastic-dragon @justalotoffanfiction @meowph-132

#asks answered #asks #fun asks #thelaundrybitch #thelaundrybitch speaks #THANK YOU FOR THE ASK! #all about me #WIP SNIPPET ALERT #tmnt aged up #oc basilio #oc bayz #tethered series #tactical team turtles #t3

[nilikhangdiwa]

2022 Fic Wrap Up!

basically i will talk about every fic i've written this year, behind the scenes of them, plus some bonus stuff i've written! i'm pretty sure all of it is a3, with like. one or two outliers, if any. anyway! enjoy my rambling.

btw, all my fics are private for the time being, so you'll need an ao3 account to read them. sorry about that, bots are. shit.

1.

I Touched a Magic Mirror and Ended Up in My Parental Figure's Favorite RPG?!

masumi isekai fic, kniroun extended universe, mentioned lancelot/gawain/arthur

basically when i was wtiting this fic it was around this time of the year, and i was like "i'm gonna finish this fic by the time classes start up again!"

SPOILER ALERT. I DID NOT.

it kept getting longer and longer. umm. i do really like it! i love kniroun a normal amount, please ask me about the extended kniroun universe always. i did love writing it a lot, even though it caused me some grief because i was like i am not splitting this into two chapters fuck off.

so, yeah! also i'm sorry to oomf, who always cries when they reread the fic because fictional britain is homophobic. ummmm. sorry. lancelot has issues. again, please feel free to talk to me about kniroun.

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2.

when the moon fell in love with the sun (all was golden in the sky)

short fics collection, lone wolves week, mostly platonic with azuhiso and azuchika thrown in

lone wolves week 2022! i ended up putting all my little drabble submissions into one fic. i think i wrote most of them the day before the actual day it was supposed to be posted? as usual, i skipped free day because i'm so bad at those.

azuma and sakuya one was cute and domestic! i like them and i always have camellia to cherry blossom on the brain (the fic by desikauwa i think) so yeah!

azuchi brainrot is azuchi because my friend super loved azuchi when they were into a3 and it rubbed off on me lol

the hisoka and sakuya one is silly because the entire fake play it's based off is actually a sakuya/homare play. nieves (hisoka) is my favorite because i love hisoka, and she's in love with zenaida (citron) to a. hm. questionable degree because i'm a sucker. liberato's (sakuya) the colead, he's cute but a menace, and he betrays vedasto (homare, lead) at the end of the second act. other actors in the play are ramil (azuma) and basilio (chikage), and all the names are based off filipino gods/names/words.

azuhiso cute and soft there's nothing much to say, tbh.

chikage & hisoka is the. most un-normal one. idk. they have me fucked up. they are also fucked up. they are traumatized in the same way but in a different way but they are family and it's. certainly a thing.

the last chikage & sakuya one is. hmm. i think it's inspired partially by another similar fic that percy timeskipped wrote + partially by the scene in act 12 (or 11?) where sakuya sees aunt yoshinaga, but don't quote me on this because i barely remember writing this tbh.

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3.

Jun. Fucking. Hates. DRINKING PARTIES.

tasuhoma, nonokou, nocturnality

this one was for a valentine's fic exchange and i actually like nonokou a lot! i'm personally a furarei nonokou kind of guy, so getting the excuse to write it was fun! nonomiya is such a normal guy, it's fun to see him get tossed into shenanigans, whether that's the supernatural kind, or his dumbass coworker-slash-lover gets shitfaced

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4.

utsuki chikage rates harry potter characters on how hot they are

crackfic

i have nothing to add. this is one of those fics where i basically just write down the stuff my friends say but make a3 characters say them. like the kfc crocs thing. discord servers are wild

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5.

'cause i'm not too far, and you're my favorite place

chikaita, fluff, established relationship

this was a commission for my friend, cg! truth be told, i only really got into chikaita around like, december last year, thanks to rptwt. i'm usually an itatsumu guy, but i love all the ships!

this one turned out super cute and i'm really happy! honestly there's nothing much to say, i just think that they deserve a cute little date with no danger of anything.

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6.

Letters in Paper Airplanes

madomika

okay so backstory on madomika. me and some friends were playing frantic fanfic earlier in the year and then ended up with this ship? so CLEARLY. _CLEARLY_. I DECIDED TO BE INSANE ABOUT IT. because i love madoka and i love mika so clearly i am insane about this.

they're just so cute and understanding and soft spoken, but they really do care about each other a lot! in general, i think mika deserves a lot!

this fic is actually the 5000th (i think. or 6000th) a3 fic on ao3! my friend also wanted to be that milestone fic but i beat her to it and it was a little petty of me ;;; sorry aud

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7.

Love is Stored in the Car's Center Console Box

igawa & tenma, father's day

father's day fic! this one's pretty straightforward, i just adore tenma and igawa's relationship and i hope we get to see them more moving forward! i like to contrast tenma's relationship with issei vs with igawa. umm. igawa best dad.

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8.

The Ocean at Sunset

hisohoma, established relationship, dresses

this was for a pride month exchange! umm, honestly, i'm not auper sure if i captured what my giftee wanted, but i had fun writing it! i... actually i just like writing hisoka as down bad as humanly possible.

it was challenging for sure, tho! because i. am not good at writing hisoka, despite him being my fave. so i'm not sure what compelled me to write in hisoka's pov. but i think it worked out!

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9.

You've Got My Time, You are My Plans

tonoita, established relationship, breakfast

this was supposed to be for the "spoiled" prompt of rarepair week, but i finished it early, got another idea for the prompt, and then decided to just post it solo instead.

i am. coming out as a tonoita liker. they make me feel vicious. feral. it's insane. this was kickstarted because my friend likes them and i got dragged in. funny banter. but also they are exes. but also they are still in love with each other. they both hurt each other but they are both stubborn. i want them to make out.

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10.

(before you went on a journey) i had something that i wanted you to hear

banri & itaru, background chikaita, nobles au

another comm for cg! this one's based off an au that i have called prestige au, where basically as a kid itaru was forced to move out and live alone in a separate manor as his noble family, and his isolation continues to adulthood causing rumors to spread. banri's his bio brother in this one.

it was tricky to write because i got used to expanding this au verse through rp, but writing it out like this was fun too!

if you're curious, you can ask me about prestige au because i love my little blorbo. my little fumkin guy.

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11.

everything stays right where you left it

banmisu, first meeting, canon compliant

day 1 of rarepair week for the pairing "forgotten". um. okay, the thing is, i'm pretty sure banmisu wasn't my original plan for this. i'm fairly sure it was supposed to be some other ship actually, but things changed and i don't remember what the original ship was! also i forgot where i put the original list of ships i was gonna do so yeah.

banmisu brainrot is juju's fault btw. that's all. i think banmisu is such an interesting ship to think about. this is also partially mikael's fault i think but that's from years ago. please feed me more.

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12.

Silk-Spun Threads

azutsumu, slightly more mature idk

I AM THE NUMBER ONE AZUTSUMU ADVOCATE. it's up there as one of my favorite fuyu ships, right beside tsumuhiso! i think as a pair they're super slept on so i decided that yeah. i think they're neat. i think this super hot and gorgeous and sensual person should be _down fucking horrendous_ for the chuuni mushroomhead with dirt on his face.

that is to say, please make more azutsumu food i need this

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13.

How to Melt Your Gamer Boyfriend

hisoita

OKAY THIS ONE. day 3 - heat haze. the other prompt was downpour. and actually, this day was supposed to be banmado downpour where bamri shows up at fuyou while it's raining to pick madoka up from class. and i ended up not writing it because i was struggling so i settled for the good, old-fashioned itaru pov cute fluffy fic.

i love hisoita a normal amount. i think this is the only hisoita i wrote this year but 2022 was the year of hisoitas (thank you bee and quill), and ali (hisoita oomf) is definitely a major part of my brainrot

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14.

Starlight

juligawa, we ignore canon, fluff

i'm pretty sure the tumblr ppl don't know about juligawa which is super funny. i love talking about juligawa because i love seeing people like WHY ARE YOU SHIPPING JULY AND IGAWA and my answer is that it's fun.

this is the only rarepair week fic i actually finished before the week (aside from the tonoita one) and i was so excited to share it to specifically attack oomf. ryu ryukogo ceo of juligawa real! i am so attached to this funny little crackship i hope them happiness

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15.

Wheel of Suits

citoju, citron harem au

i feel like this one requires a lot of context. um. back in 2020/2021 i ended up in a discord roleplay game where basically my friend and i roleplayed citron and july respectively. and the thing is that they literally just antagonized each other the whole time and then we decided that _yeah we are ill for this ship now_ so yeah.

citron harem agenda is an entirely separate au where everyone i ship with citron is part of his bigass royal harem. this is literally everyone from tsuzuru to azuma, barring guy, plus augju. you can also ask me about this if you want. each of them has a specific like little character arc and they have fun little limk skills and everything.

okay, back to citoju. umm. so the thing is. this wasn't supposed to be the first citoju fic. but i did not have the time or energy to write a 20k fic featuring truth and betrayal and first love and separation and forgiveness and tenderness so here we are. nonetheless. i love em.

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16.

Hollow Gods

harutsumu, first meeting, pre-canon

i really... really... like harutsumu. i think they're fun and they are _actors_, and they have so much love and passion for it that it makes me want to make them kiss. i also like to think about how fucked up godza was to like. everyone. literally everyone. even reni. no one was winning. if i could i'd love to expand harutsumu's dynamic and relationship but idk.

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17.

Caravan

georgetim, lucitim, kazuhoma, kazutsumu, lumicirc

i am so insane and fucked up over georgetim you would not believe it. okay first off this was supposed to be purely kazutsumu because they're one of my fave ships to think about, but then lumicirc happened.

i hate lumicirc. because. GOD.

i'm just going to copy and paste the essay gave my friend because i am ill over them

anyway. this is fucking horrible why is tim so in love with george. why are they clown augju. george is so DUMB and a ditz and totally golden hearted and tim is more realistic and logical but at the same time he owes george his everything and he loves george so much for being there for him and giving him a family and i just. god what the fuck the pining i hate this stupid ship i feel very violence

they have me in a VISE GRIP george is such an idealist and an optimist and tim is the realist that levels him out, but even in the play you can tell that tim does care about george so much and he's the only one who stayed when nick and will both left but tim has always been by his side!! they even trained together doing circus acts when they were younger

tim can come off kind of cold but he's just like. a little blunt and i care about him a lot he's very realistic but he's not a bad guy,, he wants the circus to succeed too, just like george. they're working for the same dream. i am crying

anyway, please consider

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18.

you could be my queen, i could be your dream

summer troupe, frantic fanfic, humor

after rarepair week i got into a super writing slump for like a solid 3 months, where i could barely write anything. this one was for an exchange that i signed up for a few months prior, but finishing it gave me a sense of accomplishment. like, i had to sit down and write and write _something_ and i did and i finished it and i like it!

so about the fic. it's so stupid. don't let the title fool you, it's literally just a funny little fic where summer troupe writes franfic. i had like a spreadsheet open for everything and all the pairs that went together and who everyone got i swear i'm sane.

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19.

Black and Red Dress

mukuyuki, minatori, last runway, +3ghosts, major character death, hospitals

this one was a commission for ryu! minatori (minato [muku +3ghosts] and kikukawa [yuki last runway]) the world! the ship started because of just some silly roleplay we did on a whim and then we got attached. god. they are cute and tragic, best combo

i actually finished this comm the day after ryu asked for it because i went insane and speedran it. ummmm. :> yeah.

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20.

Stapler Eater and Papercut Boy

bansaku, soulmate au, first meeting

comm for raina! I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS IS THE ONLY BANSAKU FIC I WROTE THIS YEAR. actually, the entire year i was struggling to write as much as last year but you know what. i'm okay with that actually. 20 fics is still a lot. anyway.

soulmate au where the marks on your skin appear on your soulmate's skin. it's super cute and fluffy and me and raina talk about their funny little dynamic on twitter and i just love it. i love them.

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bonus!

Memory Foam

citochika, non explict sex

this one's on anon actually but yeah i wrote it. i was having a time. i love citochika and the trust and love in their relationship. i love writing chikage in nsfw situations and then making it unbearably soft and tender. i'm normal. 👍

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bonus!

twitter rp thread speedrun! (i'm not linking these, that's embarrassing.)

hazuki au

i want him to be happy. do you ever think about what if the org found out about mankai? yeah. fucked up. but he's my baby and i care him so much i'm sorry for traumatizing him

74 threads

ngl not all of my writing in these threads are my favorite but you know it's super fun coming up with thoughts and ideas for july to torment itaru so

sunflower july au

...... july nice guy era? i wish i'd finished it. but anyway. i think i can fix him

hafez au

i'm sorry i keep fucking up the bunny, i didn't mean it! yes i did. i think it's fun to watch chikage react to various horrible situations. i love the hurt part, but i love the comfort part. i love seeing him heal and get over his past and move forward. yes i know i gave him that horrible past but you can't just say secret mercenary spies and leave it at that a3

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OKAY END. THANK YOU FOR LISTENING. if you clicked any of the links i love you. hope to write more next year! :3

#a3 #lanchan talks #fic writing wrapped

[smolla-than-a-bug]

Your Crispin and Basilio fics are so good bro ahhhh!!

thank u so much! 🤍 tho looking back honestly feels like a fever dream i was so down bad when trese first came out BAHAHA

#smolla.asks #macabre-mangled #trese

[korissideblog]

slay little fic with Tenshi and Aito <3

Tenshi Takao was always a busy student. If he wasn’t working, he was studying, or training, or cleaning- or just about half a million other things he found to keep himself moving. Right now he was at his desk, his nose in a textbook, waiting patiently for Kaiza Basilio to show up for their usual study session. When the door to his dorm opened, he expected to see Kaiza with his usual smiling face, and was more than ready to return it.

    His face dropped when Kaiza didn’t greet him with his usual cheerful expression, and his head dropped to look down at the guest he had brought with him. Aito Takao. 

    Tenshi held no ill will towards the 1st year, and genuinely enjoyed her from time to time- but not so much when she tried to inject herself into Kaiza and his routine. Tenshi was going to greet her with their usual muttering of ‘Takao,’ but paused when he noticed the girl’s disposition. She drooped as she stood, as if staying upright were a chore, and her ears ticked with irritation. She seemed to be fighting a pouty lip as Kaiza spoke up. “Tenten, I think you and Aito should… uh… talk?” he said, giving the boy a gentle push into the room as he stepped in behind her. “She wants some advice, and you’re the best guy I know for that.”

    Tenshi nodded, pleased to finally see the troubled boy come to him for help- even if it was under Kaiza’s recommendation. He set his book aside and waved for Aito to take a seat on his bed, which she nodded to and dragged herself over. “So Aito… what’s on your mind?” he asked, watching as the boy opened his mouth, seemed to look for the words, and then immediately closed it again, pursing her lips together as if still in deep thought. Tenshi gave her a second, but she still seemed tongue tied. The older boy looked over at his classmate for help, and realized what the problem might be. “Kaiza, dearest, do us a favor?” he asked, Kaiza perking up at his name, as if he didn’t expect to be called on. “Could you grab us something to eat? I’m sure Takao kun must be starving right about now.” he said, tapping his phone. Don’t come back till I text you. Tenshi mouthed, still pointing at his phone as Aito seemingly inspected his rug with great interest. 

    “Oh- OH! Sure thing Tenshi! I’ll go do that!” Kaiza said, nodding a bit too quickly for it to be nonchalant, and then leaving the room. Tenshi shook his head fondly, before focusing on Aito. 

    “Nobody you have to impress now, Takao kun.” Tenshi said, trying to coax her out of her silent state. “You can talk when you want.” Tenshi returned to his studying, wanting to give the boy the opportunity to ready himself for the talk ahead. 

    Tenshi spent about a minute studying before he looked over and saw small tears slipping down Aito’s face. He wiped them away quickly, but not quickly enough that Tenshi wouldn’t notice. Tenshi grabbed a box of tissues from his desk and passed them to Aito, who wordlessly took the box and hugged it close, taking a tissue and wiping his face with it. 

    “Is it something with your classes, Takao kun?” Tenshi asked, to which Aito shook her head- no. “Well I’d hope not.” Tenshi chuckled, trying to relax him a bit. “Your friend, Aki kun, he’s been saying that you’re doing rather well! Studying of your own accord! Now if I could only get Kaiza to follow in your example…” Tenshi’s words slowed as he noticed more tears coming. It could be that… “is… this about your friend, Aki kun?” he asked.

    “No-” Aito choked, shaking his head. “It's not about him- I mean, kinda? not really but..." she wipes a stray tear away. "it's not about him... this isn't his fault." he wept, seemingly keeping himself together just enough to keep talking.��

    “Who’s fault is it, then?” Tenshi asked, knowing that there was likely little to no fault to be given, but hoping that this sort of language would help Aito through his thoughts. The boy choked a bit more, poorly hiding his tears as he continued to wipe them away.

    “ ‘s my own.” he barked, holding the tissue box close as he admitted it, as if it were an unthinkable sin. “I got into this fight and… and so many people got mad at me for it… I lost friends and- and people don't really like me that much and-” Aito blew her nose into the tissue, tossing it away in Tenshi’s trash before getting another. “And that other kid made so many friends after that and… and everybody’s saying it’s both of our faults but… but they treat us differently and…” Aito shook her head, as if trying to shake the weight of those emotions off her shoulders. “And I just… I feel like I’m losing my friends and she’s taking them…” AIto whimpered, again wiping her face with the tissue. 

“And?” Tenshi asked, knowing Aito, and knowing that there was more to be said. “Kaiza wouldn’t have brought you here if nothing troublesome had happened.”

Aito chuckled a bit, and nodded. “Yeah… so Hiroharu usually says I should talk it out when I feel bad and… so I went to the ward and talked to Tano about it.” AIto began to work herself up again, but seemed more in control at this point. The most emotional parts of the conversation likely over. “And… and there’s one specific person that’s really important to me. His name is Akihiko and he’s my neighbor… After the fight Akihiko and I stopped talking… and he started talking to Tano.” The bottom of Aito’s shirt had somehow found it’s way into his hands, slowly being twisted as Aito continued to talk. “I asked Tano to leave Aki alone and she got upset… and then he started yelling- and then I started yelling- and then the ward staff told me I had to go and… and then I left and…”

“And then found your way here?” Tenshi asked, very carefully placing his hand onto the younger girl’s back for comfort. She tensed a bit under his hand, but ultimately relaxed, and didn’t remove it as she continued.

“Yeah. Kaiza found me a bit away from the wards and came to check up on me. And now i’m here.” Aito took a few more choking breaths, but seemed mostly finished with her crying fit.     “Could I ask you something, Takao kun?” Tenshi requested, waiting for the boy to nod before he continued. “Why do you feel like you can’t be friends with Tano-kun’s friends?”

“Cause they dont like me.” Aito snapped, seemingly more to himself than Tenshi. “And even if they do… they might bring Tano around when we hang out and… she makes me feel uncomfortable.” he admitted, a bit more honest than her first reply. 

“That’s alright Takao-kun-”

“It’s really not!” Aito barked, irritation taking over as her upsetness faded. “I just want people to like me! I don’t get why they don’t!”

“It could be because you cut them off when they’re speaking.” Tenshi snipped, before giving Aito a gentle smile to show that he meant no real hard feelings. “I think I know what’s wrong here. You want to be seen as a person again, instead of just your actions. I… I understand that much more intimately than you could even imagine.” Tenshi admitted, rubbing AIto’s back as he spoke. “You don't want to be seen as that fight or this argument, you want to be seen as…” Tenshi mentally reached for some hobby that he knew Aito enjoyed. “Kaiza tells me you’re a cheerleader- a good one at that!” 

Aito laughed, nodding. “Yeah! I actually really really like it… it’s really fun.”

“Well then, what else do you do that Tano-kun doesn't?”

“I like to sew?” 

“And?”

“And I really like skating!”

“And!?”

“Oh! And I’m really really good at cooking!”

“That’s all wonderful, Takao-kun!” Tenshi cheered, clapping his hands together. “And you should focus yourself on what makes you happy, instead of worrying yourself about other people.” 

Aito smiled and nodded, setting the tissue box aside as she stood up, a new excitement entering her. “You’re right Tenshi! I’m one of the most interesting and talented people ever! I could just take my friend back from Tano by charming them with my skills and personality!” Aito attempted to run off and do just that, but she was swiftly grabbed by the collar.

“Not so fast, Takao-kun!” Tenshi chuckled, pulling her back and sitting her down on the bed. “We still need to talk a bit more… particularly about this little jealous streak you seem to have.”

“I mean it’s whatever, right?” Aito shrugged, confused about why this would be an issue. “You’re pretty possessive over Z-”

“Silence.” Tenshi barked, tugging at her collar and choking her a bit. Serves her right. “That is different. Jealousy is normal at your age, Takao kun. You’re finally your own independent person, but you still have that childlike selfishness.”

“Hey!”

“Hush.” Tenshi hummed, a bit more gently than he had before. “You are not alone in this. Many people your age struggle with that same jealousy. However, that doesn't make it right.” he explained, his grip on her collar releasing as he returned to petting her back. “You can have these feelings, but you cannot take them out on the people you care about. It isn’t fair to them, and it also isn’t fair to you. You feel as though you cannot be friends with someone unless you are their only friend… but that isn’t true. You cannot possess someone in that way, and it is unhealthy to try.” Tenshi said, Aito nodding in solemn understanding. Again she became quiet, thinking, but Tenshi felt less worried about it this time, since he at least had a vague idea about what she was thinking now. 

“Takao kun?”

“Mhm?”

“Do you wish to talk to Tano kun?”

“Hm.” AIto’s ears dropped a bit. A clear no.

“Well, I cannot say that I'm pleased to hear that… but I’m sure you would both appreciate some time to mull over the argument a bit. We will come back to this later.” Tenshi said, still soft, but with a sternness that made sure Aito knew that he couldn’t weasel his way out of it. 

“Ok…”

“Takao kun?”

“Mhm?”

“Do you wish to talk to Aki kun?” 

Aito’s ears perked up, as well as her entire body, at that. She looked at Tenshi and, after a moment of thinking, nodded quickly. “Yeah- I… I really wanna talk to him again.”

“Then you shall.” Tenshi said, smiling at the underclassmen as her tail began to wag in anticipation. “Would you be adverse to help? I wouldn’t mind supervising a conversation, if you see the need.”

“Yeah- texting would probably be best.” Aito agreed, taking out her phone and opening Aki’s contact. She flinched a bit as she realized how long it’s been… but she couldn’t be stopped now. He was goddamn Aito Takao! And nothing was ever gonna stop Aito Takao from getting what he wants!

“Whatever would make you both comfortable.” Tenshi agreed, his smile growing as he saw Aito’s obvious excitement. He felt a weight against his side, and realized that while Aito was drafting a starting message, she had leaned against him. Tenshi felt a swell of pride in knowing that Aito felt comfortable around him, and just as carefully draped his arm over her shoulders. Neither mentioning it as Aito tapped away at her screen.

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