#ch: basilio vecellio
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Tbh Basilio is in love with Giacomo. Like it’s obviously not healthy and doesn’t stop him from being a complete bastard to Giacomo literally all the time but if you really forced him to sit down and examine his innermost feelings….he would learn he’s been pining
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CoM + Taylor Swift
Martino Rossi x Foolish One
And the voices say, you are not the exception. You will never learn your lesson
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Holii Joy!! I've missed you how have you been??? For Tiny Scene Sunday, Giacomo (my son) + relaxing?? (based on my need to live vicariously through someone who has the time to relax rip)
Have a good day/night!!!
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Hey! Thanks for the prompt!
Set during TKATF. Somehow this became “Giacomo relaxes for five minutes and everything goes to shit”
But also! Meet Damocles, Martino’s brother, who gets introduced properly in this scene
"Take the day off,” Martino wrapped his arm around Giacomo’s waist, keeping him in bed, “you never get to relax anymore.”
Giacomo’s first thought was the protest—he was royal now, he had duties to attend to. Basilio was the king, but Giacomo handled the official side of staging a revolution and running a country.
“He is in diplomatic meetings all day,” Giacomo leaned back in bed, deeply relishing the idea of taking a break.
“Exactly. There’s nothing you need to do until the feast tonight.” If that didn’t convince him to stay in bed a bit longer, Martino’s arms around him and lips on his neck certainly did.
With a wave of his hand, Giacomo locked the door with magic. One of the recently discovered joys of being a prince—private rooms meant no one would bother you, or barge in.
—
“Still don’t want to get up,” Giacomo mumbled into Martino’s chest, when a servant came through and told him he should start getting ready.
“You’re exhausted. Want me to tell him you’re ill?”
“No. It’s a peace summit, I don’t want to insult the Magnian diplomats by not being there. Besides, he needs me there. Being polite isn’t one of Basilio’s strengths, and this is important. Besides, isn’t your brother in town?”
“Yep,” Martino sighed, and he didn’t look happy about the news, “in the decade or so since I saw him, he’s apparently risen through court ranks, took down one of our royal houses, and became a foreign minister. Not sure how the reunion’s going to go.”
“You have to at least say hello while he’s here, he’s your brother!” Martino acquiesced under the weight of Giacomo’s big, green eyes, and they both dragged themselves to get dressed.
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When Giacomo made it downstairs, to a chorus of bowing heads, Basilio quickly caught sight of him and motioned him over.
He was talking to another man, dressed in impeccably tailored silver robes. His cloud of dark hair seemed to move on its own, and he gave more of a smirk than a smile, yet it still made Giacomo’s knees weak.
“I have someone to introduce you to,” Basilio gestured to the man, who seemed to be charm personified, "the Magnian ambassador to Circi, Damocles.”
“A pleasure, Your Highness.” Damocles swept a perfect bow, and reached out to shake Giacomo’s hand.
Martino hadn’t exaggerated when he described his brother’s meteoric ascent, and Giacomo could see how it happened.
After a few minutes, Basilio pulled Giacomo aside, and whispered: ”I’d like your opinion on something.”
“Yes?”
“Over the course of this meeting, me and the ambassador have become friendly. We were talking today, and realized that an alliance between our nations could be beneficial to everyone.”
“You know I agree with that.” Giacomo had been pushing for a Magnian alliance over a Candemeran one for almost a year, and it seemed Basilio was starting to listen.
“Exactly. So, how do you think the country would react if I married again?”
“There is still that rumor floating around, saying you killed Ippolito.”
“Oh, people will say anything. But certainly a foreign alliance with a diplomat would read positively?"
"Wait," Giacomo interrupted, suddenly seeing with shocking clarity what Basilio was suggesting, "you don't mean Damocles?"
"As a matter of fact, I do." Basilio had a rare pleased smile on his face, like a wolf that had finished hunting its prey, as he turned his gaze back to the man in question. "The apple that fell very far from the tree."
"Watch it," Giacomo growled, hitting his friend's arm. He suspected that Basilio and Martino's rivalry was turning more playful and less serious with each passing day, but he couldn't let the jape stand.
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"I was wrong." Martino said to him later that night, after "The King's Joyous News" had been announced. "Apparently you can't take a day off."
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Friday Kiss Tag Game
I was tagged by @bloodlessheirbyjacques. Once I got over how starstruck getting tagged by one of the most talented people on Writeblr made me, I wrote this!
Rules: Post a smooch between your OCs for Friday. It can be as light as a peck, or intense as a makeout. It can be romantic, platonic, or familial. As long as a smooch takes places, it's free reign!
Tagging: @the-void-writes @circa-specturgia @memento-morri-writes @perasperaadastrawriting @ink-fireplace-coffee @rose-bookblood and @pinespittinink
I was going to write something sweet for one of the ships, but then this happened instead. I don’t know what TWs to put on this but I feel like there should be some, so if you’re sensitive to unhealthy relationships be careful!
Giacomo was certain his body had run out of tears.
He’d secluded himself from the world for almost a week. Curled up under his thick blankets, sobbing like a child just because he’d gotten dumped.
No, actually. Dumped would be a charitable way of describing what Mar--what he had done.
Public humiliation might be more like it. Heartlessly using someone who loved him, maybe.
Giacomo couldn’t force himself to face the world just yet. He’d heard whispers of what they were saying about him in the North.
Idiot. Lovesick fool.
The first sorcerer to show loyalty. Too bad it wasn’t reciprocated.
Giacomo’s heart sped up when he heard the tell-tale sound of metal on wood that alerted him that someone was at the door. He couldn’t look at anyone yet.
Clearly having only knocked for show, Basilio opened the door and stepped inside.
Giacomo had been avoiding him, as well. Basilio would have every right to be furious at him, for the danger he’d put them in. His friend had tried to warn him, early on, and he had ignored him. Let himself be led by his emotions.
When would he learn to accept the help of people who love him?
“Hey,” Basilio came in and sat on the edge of the bed, giving Giacomo’s hand a comforting pat, “How are you feeling?”
“Like shit.”
“Figures. Since you don’t seem inclined to come outside any time soon, I decided I’d come to you.”
“Don’t have to do that,” Giacomo sniffed.
“I know,” Basilio leaned up to offer him a hug, “Come here.”
Giacomo did.
A hug from his best friend was the most comfort he’d experienced in days. For the first time, he felt like maybe he would be okay again.
And then he went and ruined it.
Giacomo kissed him, and Basilio kissed him back.
Once Giacomo realized what he had done, he pulled away, face warm with embarrassment.
“Sorry. Don’t know why I did that.”
“You’ll notice I wasn’t complaining.”
“Please,” Giacomo scoffed, “you don’t wanna do this. I’m a sobbing wreck pining for a man who never loved me.”
Basilio took his hand, and said: “Hey, what are friends for, if not helping you forget for a bit, huh?
Giacomo kissed him again.
#writing#original writing#wip: the king and the fool#ch: giacomo gallo#ch: basilio vecellio#I steadfastly refuse to tag this giacomo x basilio
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“You know,” Basilio said, a smirk leaking in to his every word, “I tried to warn him off you. Stubborn dear wouldn’t listen to me then, insisted that it was true love, and that he trusted you.”
“He can trust me,” Martino growled
“Evidently not, if you’re plotting with his enemies. They’ll mock him. The only sorcerer to feel loyalty, but he couldn’t command it in return.”
“Talk about him like that again and I’ll gut you where you stand!”
“And how would you explain that? A traitor killing a king. I told him you were an unfeeling brute and it seems I wasn’t far off!”
Martino felt his heart sinking as the truth of Basilio’s words sunk in. Of course, if Giacomo heard a twisted version of the story through court gossip, he would take it as a betrayal. He would just have to find a way to explain himself.
At that moment, before anything else could be said, the man they were discussing appeared at the door.
“Hey,” Giacomo said, taking in the tense air in the room, “Is something going on here?”
Before Basilio could respond, Martino cut in.
“No, babe. We were just talking.”
#I'm mining old stuff bc I haven't had time to write#ch: martino rossi#ch: giacomo gallo#martino x giacomo#ch: basilio vecellio
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Made a little graphic.
Lyrics—Dead Girl Walking Reprise from Heathers
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TKATF Snippet
I still have tiny scene prompts to do but this wouldn’t rest until it was finished. It’s set after the last two Giacomo/Martino snippets, and we’re finally getting Giacomo’s perspective on everything (he really just wants everyone to get along)
Giacomo and Basilio’s whole dynamic is its own content warning. If you’re sensitive to emotional abuse, manipulation, toxic relationships, or gaslighting--this might be one to skip. It’s not super clear from this snippet, but that’s what’s happening.
Scene under the cut!
Giacomo woke up wrapped in a blanket, with a splitting headache.
He’d cried himself to sleep in Martino’s arms the night before. Basilio’s reaction to hearing about their relationship had crushed him.
He wasn’t naive. He knew Martino and Basilio had their differences. But he really thought that once Basilio knew how important Martino was to him, he’d be willing to make an effort.
It wasn’t that he minded Basilio looking out for him. On the contrary, it was a rarity to have a friend who cared enough to worry. But he couldn’t ignore what Basilio said about Martino.
“An unfeeling Bellamagnan brute” he’d said “You think you can trust a mercenary to protect you?!”
He couldn't let anyone talk about the man he loved that way, even his best friend.
Martino had gotten up hours ago, as per usual--early guard duties. But when Giacomo sat up, he saw a cup of his favorite raspberry tea and a note.
I’m here for you, babe. Tell me if I need to hit him with an iron rod.
-M <3
Giacomo chuckled. He hoped it wouldn't come to that.
The cup of tea Martino left him did wonders to calm his nerves, and he walked downstairs with new resolve.
When he reached the main hall, Basilio was already there.
“Before you say anything, I’m sorry,” Basilio said, sliding a cup of black coffee across the table.
This might not be as bad as Giacomo thought.
“I just worry about you,” Basilio continued, “You’re so trusting, and that’s great, but the rest of the world may not be as accepting as me. I just don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”
“I know,” Giacomo said, “and I can’t tell you how much I appreciate that! You’re the best friend I could have asked for! But I can’t let anyone talk about my boyfriend like that, even you.”
“I’ll apologize,” Basilio offered immediately, “I was just a bit surprised. I’m still not certain we can trust a soldier.”
“We can, I promise! He loves me! I’m sure if you two just talked, you could find common ground.”
“If it means that much to you, I’m willing to try.”
Giacomo smiled at him, and Basilio changed the subject to the latest court gossip.
Everything had gone great! He wouldn’t have to choose, and everyone could get along!
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Basilio Vecellio and Calpurnia Corvi?
- @writeintrees
Hey! Thanks for the ask!
Oooh this is a really good one.
If these two ever interact in canon, its in a super minor way, but they know of each other by reputation.
Calpurnia hates Basilio because he's the man who dethroned her brother and killed her friends. But since she's a magic hunter, there have been times where she has to cooperate with him and his regime.
To make it more interesting---he's her wife's cousin.
His feelings towards her are "I hate her entire family, but she's a badass and is honestly right about most things" which tells you everything you need to know about Calpurnia.
(Basilio is a murderous tyrant but he does respect awesome women.)
Ask game
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First Meeting: TKATF Snippet
TW for a panic attack
Giacomo knew he shouldn’t have come here.
He’d let Fiamma convince him it was a good idea. Come to this party, meet a few of the nobles, and hopefully find some allies. She’d convinced him that Don Narciso was reputed to tolerate magic, and that Cannae was close enough to Circi’s borders that they could run if things went south.
He was never listening to her again.
Except no, that wasn't fair, everything that had gone wrong tonight was his own fault.
Don’t do magic in front of people before you know if you can trust them. Ease them in, it can be frightening.
And Giacomo had broken it out in a room full of nobles--of all the stupid things he’s done, this had to be the worst!
He felt his legs move independent from his brain, and eventually found himself on a patch of green, far away from the scene he’d fled. The cold, night air in his lungs got his brain working again, and he sat on the hard ground and put his face in his hands, desperate to forget where he was for a minute.
Giacomo was so wrapped up in his swirling thoughts, he didn’t notice someone had found his hiding spot.
“I’ll hand it to ya, sorcery within the first two hours of knowing people is damn brave. Foolhardy, but brave.”
Giacomo looked up, and cursed his luck.
Don Narciso’s son had found him. He didn’t look as imposing as one would expect--He was about Giacomo’s height, and wore a tight smile as opposed to the looks of terror Giacomo was used to when people saw him do magic.
He looked down at Giacomo, with cold eyes so light they were almost clear, and offered a hand in greeting.
“Basilio. His Excellency’s son.”
Giacomo shook his hand, and said: “I know. Saw you earlier. I’m Giacomo.”
Basilio smiled at him again: “What you did in there’s gonna come back to bite you, mark my words. I know these crowds, know how they can be.”
“I’d figured as much,” Giacomo ground out, feeling anger rise in him that this man seemed to think he was stupid, unaware of the danger his powers brought on him. Like a fucking Visconte’s son could ever understand that.
Basilio seemed to sense his annoyance, because he put a placating hand on his shoulder.
“Hey, hey, don’t get mad at me! I’m not like them, ‘s why I came out here to make sure you were alright. I actually wanted to make you an offer.”
“Go on, then.”
“I’ve heard about you too, y’know. I believe you can be trusted. But I also know that the hard truth is, plenty of others can’t be. They’ll throw any spell they have at you, illegal or not. Someone in my position is an easy target, but someone as powerful as you could easily show me what I’m up against. If you stick with me, none of those assholes can touch you.”
Giacomo was stunned into silence. Basilio had no reason to give him the benefit of the doubt, but he was offering his trust anyway. A nobleman, freely giving a sorcerer his protection and friendship. Maybe coming to this party was the best choice he ever made.
“Of course! I can’t tell you how much I appreciate that, your Excellency!”
“Oh please, dear. I believe we’re on a first name basis.”
Giacomo thought he may have met his best friend that night.
#writing#original writing#writeblr#fantasy writeblr#fantasy#ch: giacomo gallo#ch: basilio vecellio#wip: the king and the fool
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Hi Joy!! for the tiny scene: Basilio + "I should've known how this would end like"??? (aka write something dramatic)
have a good day/night!!!🥰🥰
(@ink-fireplace-coffee)
Hey! Thanks for the prompt!
I was so tempted to play it safe and write this scene from Giacomo's POV, but I'm gonna try it the hard way.
Warnings: General warning for the abusive dynamic that is Giacomo/Basilio
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Basilio knew this day would come.
Everyone would eventually quit on him. Even the man he had plucked from obscurity, saved from the stake, honored beyond his dreams.
He let his weak, stupid heart get in the way. Decades of history could never overcome Giacomo's nature.
This was just another treacherous sorcerer, and he would do well to remember that.
He slowly let his eyes trail down to the cool steel blade being held to his throat. Time lagged on in a way that made this one, defining moment feel longer than the last years of their lives. He waited to see if Giacomo would draw blood.
"I should have done this years ago," Giacomo used the hand that wasn't holding the knife to grab Basilio's face and force him to meet his eye, "before you ruined me. You made me into your weapon."
Basilio huffed out a laugh. He knew exactly who had put those ideas into Giacomo's head.
"That's what he's telling you, then? That you're the sweet, innocent victim, and I'm a horrible monster who took advantage? From what I remember, you were right beside me at the beginning."
"You're a liar," Giacomo pushed the knife in a bit further, "you always have been."
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happy blorbo blursday! do any of your OCs have character foils? If so, what significant similarities and differences are there between your OC and their foil? what is their relationship like?
(-@tragicbackstoryenjoyer)
Hi! Thanks for the ask!
Character foils and parallels are my favorite topic and I'll talk about two of my favorite sets!
Martino and Basilio.
They are complete and utter opposites in every sense of the word.
Martino grew up a peasant, from a warlike culture right outside of the main empire. He’s worked with his hands for his whole life, and he’s a warrior–so, could kick your ass, but actually has a heart of gold. Basilio grew up rich, and has never worked a day in his life.
Martino will get violent in defense of people he cares about, but only towards people who are causing actual harm. Basilio is a murderous tyrant, but he doesn’t do his own dirty work–he has servants for that. That’s one of the things Martino hates most about him–if Martino wants something done, he doesn’t burden other people, he does it himself. He thinks that outsourcing bad jobs is one of the most dishonorable things you can do.
Public perception of them typically favors Basilio–he’s an aristocrat, and knows how to talk to them, and he can blame anything bad on whoever he forced to take care of it. Martino’s a foreigner, and doesn’t concern himself with his reputation–people mostly see him as an unfeeling brute (he isn’t! he is a sweet teddy bear who will also slap you if you need it). Martino is someone who will do the right thing no matter how it looks, Basilio is primarily concerned with his reputation.
The only thing they have in common is that they both know Giacomo backwards and forwards.
Giacomo and Leonidas
These two are fun because they start in a similar place--born magical, have to find a way to deal with it. Leonidas even chugs liquid tantalum to mostly suppress his magic.
But Leo was just a little bit luckier. He gets into the good graces of the Imperatrice, even though she's leading a magical purge. He befriends Niccolo, and somehow an aristocrat accepts him being born magical, and doesn't want anything from him. I cannot overstate how unlikely this all is, especially with him being foreign.
Giacomo...does not get that. His parents toss him out when the purge starts because they can't risk it. His sister arranges for him to meet Basilio because she wants power for herself.
And then, of course, Basilio. Pretends to "want what's best for him" but he's using him for his powers--once you get involved with someone like him, you're kind of marked for life with no escape. Sure, Basilio makes him Rex, but a title doesn't fix everything else happening.
So at this point, Giacomo's a prisoner and Leonidas is a king.
These two never meet in canon. I'm convinced if they had one conversation things could have been sorted out. But they hate the idea of each other.
This is an aspect of magical politics that continues into the TTH era--you have people who work for aristos to protect themselves, and those who try to hide and assimilate, and they hate each other (e.g. Nova and Orianna)
Leonidas thinks people like Giacomo are weak-willed sellouts who just confirm all the negative stereotypes about magic. Giacomo thinks people like Leonidas are arrogant, self-serving, and disloyal to people like them. (Neither group really understands that the other side isn't sunshine and roses)
#series: city of marble#oc asks#ch: martino rossi#ch: giacomo gallo#ch: basilio vecellio#ch: leandro greco
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Basilio, how do you think history is going to remember you after you die? For that matter, how do you think you'll go? (And surely you're not afraid of the thought...right?)
Hi! Thanks for the ask!
Basilio: I think history will be kinder to me than my own day has been. They'll realize I freed this country from a useless regime and did the right thing.
The way things are going, it's entirely possible I'll die due to regicide--poison, stabbing. Never know who you can trust.
I'm afraid of the idea, because I know that no one can continue my legacy when I'm gone
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B and L for the alphabet ask game
Hi! Thanks for the ask!
I've got both!!
B is for Basilio
This fucker. What a tool. He has absolutely no redeeming qualities, and that's what makes him so fun to write. I can just think "What would the worst person ever do in this situation" and that's what he does.
My favorite thing about him is that the only factor that goes into his decison making is "Will this hurt someone I don't like?" (e.g. Giving Enrico half of Circi). No brain power is used here, ever.
He's just a really bad person, who wants money and power and doesn't care who he has to step on to get it.
I have a couple L's (Leonora, Leonidas/Leandro), but I'm gonna go with
L is for Livia
My girl. She grew up an aristocrat, but at a time when that was of dubious safety--it wasn't necessarily good to be a reantica noble post-conquest. She doesn't trust people quickly, but once she likes you, it's for life. She will do near anything for people she loves, but she's sly and crafty enough that it doesn't usually involve getting her hands dirty.
Fun side note- When she eventually finds out Enrico knew Nova's secret the whole time and no one told her--that's a fun argument
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😎 Basilio!
Hi! Thanks for the ask!
Born into a family who very recently was granted a noble title. Family seat is at Cannae, right on the border of Circi and Vinoseta
Power-hungry, because he thinks the current royal house is weak and that he could do better
He's not afraid of magic, he just resents it because it's a source of great power he will never have access to.
He started a war between Circi and Bellamagna, just based on his own personal grudges.
Send OC asks!
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I know she's been a minor character and a thorn in Nova's side so far, but I'm curious, so 39 for Adria. And because I enjoy the villains, 19 for Basilio, please?
Hi! Thanks for the ask!
What's your character's guilty pleasure?
Adria's guilty pleasure is going into Basilio's records room in the palace to read through old indictments/execution warrants. She likes to know what people did, so if she comes across them/their relatives she can taunt them accurately. She's really not supposed to do this--Basilio doesn't want anyone, even his heir, looking at that stuff too closely--a lot of charges were trumped up, and if she starts talking people might start putting it together.
What does your character consider to be their lowest point?
Basilio has two-- the fact that he knows he couldn't have beat Leandro in battle, and had to send Giacomo to the palace if he wanted any chance at the throne. He hates that he alone wasn't enough to win, and especially hates that he had to send a sorcerer to get it done.
His second one is giving Enrico North Circi. At the time, it seemed like a fun way to torture him, but it has come back to bite him. Turns out, giving half of your empire to a notoriously bad-tempered man who hates you isn't a good idea. He also resents why he had to do it--he could never have won the loyalty of the North--he pretends not to mind, but it stings.
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Happy STS Joy!
which OC have you had the longest, what inspired them?
which OCs have died or are you planning to kill off?
Hi! Thanks for the ask!
I'm pretty sure I've had Novellia the longest. She started when I was really young as a typical OC fandom insert, and then as I got older and started original writing she kind of just grew and evolved until she reached her current form.
As for OC deaths--none of the main characters in TTH die, because I'm trying to preserve a somewhat light tone. (Note I said main characters. I'm currently trying to decide if it's acceptable to let Martino stab some of Basilio's servants. I just think he deserves it, as a treat.). However, when I was creating backstories/lore for TTH, I created Leandro and Arnoldo pretty much specifically to be casualties of war/to further Enrico's backstory.
But now I'm writing The King and the Fool, and they're both major characters. And I love them a lot. I really, really don't want to kill them, but leaving them alive would destroy the entire plot and worldbuilding I set up for TTH. I don't want to be one of those authors who writes a prequel and retcons significant emotional beats, but I'm not doing well with the fact that they have to die. (I'm probably gonna talk about them more later today, this opened the floodgates)
I also haven't decided if I'm gonna kill Basilio or go the "fate worse than death" route.
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