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jm-chrome · 9 months

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Really liked this Team Trese in Tokyo cosplay I saw so I got inspired to draw them as ref 🤍

#Team Trese #Trese AU #Trese fanart #Trese #Alexandra Trese #Crispin #Basilio #The Kambal #Japan #Tokyo #Trese Kambal #Trese on Netflix #Trese Comics #Trese Komiks #mw #mw Trese

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georgierre · 2 years

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Manananggal!George got me thinking about the ferrari boys as yassified tikbalangs and i don't know what to do with this thoughts

(starting a trese au for the f1 boys)

AUAUHGHGHGH YASSIFIED TIKBALANGS???

omg but my friend and i were talking abt this last night and we agreed that carlos would be the tikbalang. we wanted charles to be the sirena kasi HAHAHA

#ame rambles #asks #trese au would be so COOL #im obligated to make bianca bustamante trese

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woojours · 7 months

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i kinda wanna do something for spooktober.. maybe an unofficial trese au series?

#💭 . me #i don't wanna proclaim it's a series #because there comes the official expectation of regular updates #but i wanna write about certain people/characters in the trese universe

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liyacreate · 3 months

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last ten people however many you want who reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals & followers!! <3

Hmmm... I'd say rn I'm really happy since I recently went to a con and got to meet one of the creators of Trese and bought 2 signed copies, books 4 and 5 since I already had 1-3. It's a short read but it's deff a fun one. I highly reccomend reading Trese. It's like a noir detective comic with Filipino culture mixed into it. It's fun seeing Filipino mythical creatures I know and love and learn about ones I haven't heard of before. It's also a treat to see places I've been to in the books and be like 'Hey I was just there!' esp since I mostly consume foreign media and it doesn't happen that often to me.

Another is Changing History and its aus on Quotev. I'm not really in the MHA fandom anymore and I haven't really watched or read the anime and manga for years now but I love the story of CH. It's not canon compliant and it's a multiple x reader but I reccomend it if you're into that kind of fic.

I've also been playing Baldur's Gate 3 with my uncle which is a very fun and different experience for me since I'm a I will bend over backwards to make sure my companions do not ever dissaproved of me while also making sure I never act rude to a character or else I'll cry (unless it's funny or the character is a bitch) kind of player while he's more of a lmao Imma be a massive asshole to everyone and be the most evil piece of shit for the lols kind of player. So I kinda end up becoming corrupted lmao.

I've also always had an interest in the sea. Sea creatures to be specific. I love learning about them and sometimes just watching them. My mom used to find it funny how I would just watch the aquarium channel on the tv. I started off just reading about fishes and the like on those big encyclopedias. For some reason my family gave me a lot as a kid and I favored the ones about animals. I also read the ones at our school library. Nowadays, I like to watch those deep sea exploration streams and I'm actually currently studying to become a marine biologist!

Last but not least, my friends and family. It's been a rough couple of years especially the last one. My mom just died from cancer last December, a few weeks before my birthday. I wish my mom had been there on my bday but I'm at least grateful she got to see pictures of my early celebration with friends--We celebrated a month early since it gets too hectic during December. It's nice to see my friends supporting me and recently I've been getting closer with my family. I rarely interacted with my family that much, perhaps only during the December holidays and rare family get togethers, but I suppose they sensed that I really needed to get out more often and reached out to me more often. It makes me happy.

#sorry this became longer than expected #I always end up rambling when asked about personal stuff #kinda a vent at the end too ig #blepsfromleo

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dreamlandcreations · 2 years

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Moodboards masterlist

This is my graveyard for the moodboards I will not write about... no, I will not... well... maybe...

• Moodboards masterlist #2 • Main Masterlist •

Adrian Chase

Vigilante (Adrian Chace x Kryptonian!Reader)

Aemond Targaryen

The Bastard Princess (Aemond Targaryen x Daemon’s daughter!Reader)

Phantom of the Opera AU (Aemond Targaryen x Velaryon (Strong)!Reader)

Aleksander Morozova

see moodboard masterlist #2

Alfie Solomons

see moodboard masterlist #2

Bane

Stolen - Bane x warlord’s daughter!Reader

Bane x mayor!Reader (LP version)

Bane x mayor!Reader (GG version)

Catwoman - Bane x Fox!Reader

Catwoman - Bane x Fox!Reader (Joker version)

Heist AU - thief!Bane x hacker!Reader

Billy Russo

see moodboard masterlist #2

Bishop Losa

Zombie Apocalypse AU

Boba Fett

Stargate AU - goa'uld!Boba x SG team member / tok'ra!Reader inspired by this?

Professor AU

Supernatural AU - hunter!Boba Fett x Reader (hunter!Fennec Shand)

RED AU - ex CIA agent!Boba x CIA agent!Reader

Brother Day

Day & Night

Bucky Barnes

Neverland AU - Captain James “Hook”!Bucky x Tigerlily!Reader x “Crocodile”!Namor

Caspian

Caspian x witch!reader

Daemon Targaryen

The dragon has three heads - Daemyra x Targaryen!Reader

The Pirate Queen AU - pirate!Daemon Targaryen x Pirate Queen Rhaenys’ daughter!Reader

Eddie Brock/Venom

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo AU - Eddie Brock x hacker!Reader inspired by @fabuloustomhardy's edit

Eddie Munson

Three - Eddie Munson x powered!Reader

The Banished - fox fae!Eddie Munson x Reader

Eddie Munson x dark genie!Reader inspired by @harrywavycurly's not genie

Éomer

Immortality/The choice - Éomer x Reader x Haldir

Feyd-Rautha

Fae AU - dark fae!Feyd-Rautha x light fae Atreides!Reader

Dream of a lifetime - Feyd x Atreides!Reader

Feyd-Rautha x Earthling!Reader

Haldir

Immortality/The choice - Éomer x Reader x Haldir

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Star Wars AU - Rebel pilot!Jake Seresin x Ren!Reader

Pen Pals

The Proposal AU - Jake Seresin x doctor!Reader

Epic(ish) AU - fae!Jake Seresin x Reader

James Delaney

James Delaney x blind!Reader

Biker AU

Maliksi

The Other Trese - Maliksi x Alexandra’s twin!Reader

Namor

Alliance - Namor x Killmonger’s cousin!Reader

Neverland AU - Captain James “Hook”!Bucky x Tigerlily!Reader x “Crocodile”!Namor

Nathan Bateman

Altered Carbon AU

Poe Dameron

The Pink and Blue Ribbon made for @the-little-ewok's Poe x Reader fic

Robb Stark

The Wolf and the Lion - Robb Stark x Lannister!Reader

Sesshōmaru

Sesshōmaru x cat yōkai!Reader

Tommy Shelby

Men (modern AU) - Tommy Shelby x Reader x Alfie Solomons

What Dreams May Come AU

Treadway

Succession

FIREFLY-GRAPHICS MOODBOARD CHALLENGE

(Billy Russo/Darkling, Bucky Barnes, Sherlock Holmes, Tony Stark, WandaxVision)

500 FOLLOWERS MOODBOARD CHALLENGE

(Daemon Targaryen, Valyrian OCs, Darkling/Aleksander Morozova, Eddi Munson and other Stranger Things characters, Hangman and Coyote, Alfie Solomons, Eames)

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eldritchdemonfox · 2 years

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Hi, and welcome to my corner of Tumblr!

Feel free to send me asks! Art prompts, question for/about my OCs, questions about my AUs, or even just whatever are all welcome! RP asks are encouraged. Multifandom crossovers are welcome. My current hyperfixations are on: Five Nights At Freddy’s , Slimecicle, Dinosaurs/Jurassic Park, Cryptids, Voltron: Legendary Defenders, 17776/20020, The Sandman universe, Ghostbusters, My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic, Hatsune Miku, Trese, horror video games, Resident Evil, the X-Files, and Steven Universe. My heros are: Neil Gaiman, Will Wood, Team StarKid, Smosh, Brennan Lee Mulligan, Brian David Gilbert, Markiplier, and Tom Cardy. I rotate this handful of stuff around in my brain 24/7 all the time help.

I run a few different side blogs, including: @polaris-the-star, @evil-therapist, @character-selecton, @definitely-spencers-gifts, @labyrinth-slenderman, @poorwayfaringstranger, @archive-of-important-lists, @acatnamedsalad, and @reassurance-bucket-everyday

If you are new to my blog, make sure to check out my bio:

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Also dni: casual-mitosis-collective and sideblogs. If anyone is curious why, dm me. But the short of it is, I don’t feel safe around someone who threatens other people with harassment because they were mad at the bereaved person I was comforting.

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#fox’s rambles #ask blog #info post #lore post #pinned post #wires and secrets au #my ocs #my au #intro to my blog #my oc stuff #my aus #masterpost #eldritchdemonfox #my blog #rp blog

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starlighthan · 2 years

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RETURNING TO BALETE [TEASER]

pairings: non-idol!seungmin and gender-neutral!reader

genre: dark fantasy, crime, action, fluff, angst, enemies to friends to lovers, trese au, philippine folklore/mythology

warnings: mentions of death

teaser word count: 1k words

synopsis: kim seungmin, one of the affiliates of captain lee, is a detective who deals with crimes related to the supernatural. when he was contacted to go to balete drive for a very mysterious case, he encountered somebody he never wished to see ever again.

date of release: tba

note: hi! this is my trese au with seungmin :DD this one's my own version of the intersection of balete and 13th street which can be seen in both comics and netflix series! and of course, i'll add up my own scenes as well <33 i hope you'll enjoy this one for now while i work on the actual fic.

*i do not own the trese comics/series.*

“Is it true that Mara Dela Cruz died way back?” Minho crosses his arms on his chest, leaning back to his car. “If this is true, you know even at least a little about what this means, right?”

Seungmin slowly nods. His father knew about the existence of a White Lady around this area. Nobody knew the name, but he guessed that was it. “Sadly, I still do not know how this happened. The process to kill the ghost must be very intricate and hard to trace.”

“Will we ever get to somewhere after this incident?”

“Of course, Captain Lee, no worries. I still have my ways, whether the crime is easy or hard to study.” Seungmin steps back, lifting the police tape. The first thing he noticed was the large circle around the victim, looking like chalk.

Coincidentally, it reminded him of his childhood. A childhood with someone he chose not thinking. He would not go back to that. It hurt him too much to go back to; it is not worth it.

Gently feeling the powder on the cement, it does feel like chalk. But obviously, this is not just some ordinary chalk. The powder-like substance did not even smell like it, which is weird. One thing for Seungmin is sure that whatever is around on the crusty body of Mara Dela Cruz is not just simple chalk, it's something else more complicated than that.

An unfamiliar voice echoes behind him. “Taste it.”

Sharply turning his head back, the familiar person in front of him immediately gave him a reality check. Irritation pricked at him—why would you appear in front of him nonchalantly as if you did nothing almost ten years ago? Did you forget that you left him without any word to him or his tribe? Is that you?

“How about you taste this?”

Being shocked was an understatement for you. You were stunned by how those five words were like fire, painfully scorching. Surprising in a middle of an investigation seems like a bad idea. Maybe Seungmin is not in the mood right now. These cases, after all, are the worst when you want to have peace of mind. Or did this man forget about you already? Hopefully not?

You fear that there is more to the fury transparent on his face.

Kneeling on the ground, you keep your distance apart from the detective, pulling up the sleeve on your right arm. Doing what Seungmin did earlier, you get a pinch of the chalk and smell it. Quickly licking the powder on your finger, a pang of saltiness goes through your nerves, making you shake your head with a face of disgust.

“Very salty, definitely not those chemicals in chalks," you rub away the remaining powder on your finger. "Might as well ask Nuno about this. Whatever this powder might be is hard to get."

The powder is not actually salt. This powder is as refined as baby powder. Whoever crushed this to the smallest particles must have done a lot of work to get into this texture. And you know that salt is not the best ingredient to kill the already dead. Even if you have your references for substances, you are not sure which of them is the one right in front of you.��

Seungmin interrupts your thoughts with a smirk, "You still remember Nuno, eh?"

Not look back at him—you still head on the ground. Eyes are moving from the circle and the body, and a shiver comes up to your spine. What happened to Mara looks like somebody sucked the remaining soul out of her.

"Of course, I still find Nuno when I am here," you brush the hair out of your face. Placing your hands on your knees, you pushed yourself up on your feet.

Realizing that you need the powder with you to show to Nuno, you try to get back down on the cement, "Oh, why did I take off that powder! I still need that to show to Nuno—"

"I'll take care of that," Seungmin steps forward, rolling his eyes and holding your arm tightly. "You might drop them. I will find Nuno myself.”

Scoffing, you gracefully enough remove the hand on your arm. Glaring at the dark figure under the streetlight for a second, you seriously wondered how this guy became cold and rude after your unprompted leave from the province. Maybe that is why he is like this—and you will take the blame for that.

But his manners for simply being a decent human being—

“I asked permission from Captain Lee to join the investigations for this, and he was okay with it. I will also be helping in finding answers to this. I want to investigate this case as well.”

You are proud enough to hold your composure and stay calm about this. Every second with this guy makes you want to burst and call it a night. But you badly wanted to deal with this case.

The White Lady was also a significant part of your life growing up. Stories shared by your own family and almost every single person you know. Balete Drive is in your hometown, and this is your chance to visit here without anybody scaring you about it. You were so ready to find the White Lady and have a decent conversation without any bad intentions, but fate gave you the worst timing. You were the only one who had the guts to go to this street.

You have already stepped foot in Quezon City for the first time after so many years. You are seriously not going to waste this opportunity, especially when you see the one you are looking for dead and gone.

“Now, if you will excuse me,” you went back down to take a pinch of the powder, “I’ll also ask Nuno about this and hopefully finish this mystery. Good night.”

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obmessed · 1 year

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Piri as Trese

You know I’ve received some asks about my supernatural headcanons with Piri, it doesn’t even limit to just ghosts it also involved his mythology.

It’s starting to inspire me to give Piri a Trese AU. Where Indonesia and Malaysia are the kambal (twins) Crispin and Basilio while Piri is their bossing, Trese.

Unlike Trese though, instead of being stoic he’s still bright and cheerful. Nothing wipes that smile off his face, whether it would be ripping out eyeballs off of aswangs for information or threatening other supernatural to stick by the rules or face brutal consequences.

It gets to the point where even his two bodyguards are intimidated by him, it’s like he’s two faced without completely showing the other face. They find him all covered in blood with a pile of injured or dead aswangs, while he as the culprit stands there with that cat grin still on his face.

And judging by how he violently attacks and injure the supernatural before, it’s obvious to them that he had done these acts with so much anger and that they probably shouldn’t piss him off anytime soon.

In all honesty, they’re more confused than scared of him. He used to be such a pacifist who didn’t even want to wield sinag in the first place, so what happened to him? Why did he suddenly have this really darker side of him that shows when fighting?

#hws philippines #hws malaysia #hws indonesia #hws maphilindo

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yama951 · 10 months

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Stumbled on a cyberpunk Trese fan art and now my mind is imagining a sort of Submas Trese AU with Elesa being the occult detective Trese like figure and Ingo and Emmet being the Kambal.

The fact that the Kambal wear tragedy and comedy masks only makes it all the more fitting.

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jm-chrome · 1 year

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Spanish Colonial Era AU

Heres a little Malex prompt and doodle I did a while ago about an AU where Trese takes place during the Spanish era in the Philippines:

“Hand-kissing is a common courtesy and a normal way of greeting a lady back then. Since Maliksi is of higher social status than most of the people he encounters (being a prince and the wealthy heir to the Armanaz company), it’s customary that he initiates this courtesy. Whenever he does, he’s always met with a fit of shy giggles from the ladies… until he met Binibining Alexandra. Alex, stern and guarded as usual, would always just ignore his extended hand and get straight to business. Despite this, Maliksi never fails to extend his hand to her whenever they meet in hopes that one day she might offer her hand back to him.”

#malex #trese fanart #I just struggle with outfit design so much ejisjbsja #someday I’ll draw a full design of Alex’s Baro’t Saya #trese #alexandra trese #maliksi Armanaz #maliksi #trese Netflix #trese on netflix #Spanish colonial era AU #trese AU #trese komiks #alexandra x maliksi #mw trese #mw

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askthemysterkids · 10 months

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Not really a question but because of @looks-golden I'm now watching trese. I can see Dipper having a similar job (though less stoic) like her. Ive gotten till ep 6 but if there were an au mirroring it's events, yikes and intriguing.

Really? Well now I’m really intrigued!

#ask the mystery kids #mystery kids #mk #ask the mk #gravity falls #alexandra trese

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linonyang · 10 months

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was tagged by @starlostseungmin (thank u keisy :DD)

“post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous they are. let people send you an ask with any titles most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips.”

an angel — felix. this is just some fluffy felix who is lovesick about reader :D

can you tell me how to love? — jisung. this is just me projecting how desperate i am to experience a romantic relationship even if i actually don’t want to get into one LMAO but this involves the reader actually trying it out :p i actually work on this every time i go through it™️ help

returning to balete — seungmin. so i posted a teaser of this fic last year before but i plan to totally revise it from top to bottom :D and ofc this is a trese au btw lol

the adventure ensues — seungmin. IT’S SEUNGMIN AGAIN LOL but it’s basically an atom no ko au (i love the series so much please)... and that’s kind of a giveaway on what seungmin could be here HAHA and i kinda win here as an i.t. major bc game developer!seungmin is soooo </3

dog ear bookmarks — felix. i haven’t touched this wip in a long time but i really want to continue it when i have more time! this is an author!felix au heheheh and a classic fluff fic from me obviously :> i think there'll be elements that i haven't done before for this fic ;)

walang pinagbago — hyunjin. this was a scrapped wip... that i decided to revise soon too and hopefully finish! HAHA so just from the title, it’s obviously a fic set in the philippines... and it’s just some cute high school au with some relatable elements(? for filos ig) (and spoiler: it’s childhood friends (who eventually separated) to lovers :p idm sharing the trope lol)

tagging some frens: @cosmic-railwayxo @seo--changbin @awooghan @beautifulchris @therhythmafterthesummer (no need to do this tho if you don't feel like doing it :DD)

#yk what i have soooo much more than this but these are the ones that i really prioritize rn haha #most of whatever's in my folder are abandoned wips or just ideas that i wouldn't write yet any time soon lol #had fun with these tho!#r.plays

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envihellbender · 1 year

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Blackened feathers falling down,

You will wear your independence like a crown

Names: Envi or Eddie

Age: 31

Pronouns: they/them (preferred) he/him (also good)

Astro: Aries sun, Cancer moon, Sagittarius rising

Labels: Gay, achillean, faggot, demiromantic/sexual, aegosexual, queer, genderqueer, transguy, transvestite, intersex, married, Celtic pagan, witch, Ehlers Danlos haver, adhder, autistic, bipolar, writer, metalhead, demonic malevolent being, gorehound

General fandom and writing tumblr. OCs & fanfic. I do requests, give me your horror, dark, trauma, smut, kink writing prompts. No under 18s. MDNI.

Find writing here

🛑 Blanket Trigger Warning. Will include Dark Topics. I write kink, horror, or angst primarily. 🛑

Some Fandoms / Fanfics I write: Star Wars, Dragon Age, The Sandman, The Magnus Archives (inclu protocol), Succession, Barry, The Fall of the House of Usher, Fargo fx, 911 (original and Lonestar), Dead by Daylight, Whitechapel, Invincible, House MD, Stranger Things, Baldur’s Gate, Batman, Ghost (the band), Sleep Token, One Piece, Midnight Mass, The Silt Verses, Scott Pilgrim Takes Off, Dungeons and Dragons, Vampire The Masquerade, Old Gods of Appalachia, Atlas Six, Vicious, Breaking Bad, Squid Game, The Mechanisms, JJBA, Monster (Manga), Dredd, Ex Machina, Thirteen Storeys, Family Business, Tokyo Ghoul, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Beastars, Trese, Arcane, Sherlock Holmes (ACD verse), Frankenstein (book), Bojack Horseman, Disco Elysium, OFF, Fire Emblem (3 houses/hopes, awakening, and engage), Persona (3-5 + Strikers), Deep Space Nine, Naruto, Castlevania, Mexican Gothic, Re-Animator, any Grady Hendrix, The Shining, Hellraiser, Lost Boys, Halloween, Friday the 13th, Scream… lotta films and books like that.

Fave topics to write about: horror, angst, queer criminals, queer murderers, queer villains, extreme weight gain, other niche kinks, characters and their trauma, stalkers, abusers, toxic families. Things involving monster and cryptids as OCs, AUs, or just within a canon are heavily encouraged.

#envis info post

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sukratyaropia24 · 2 years

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Introduction!

Hello!

So this is going to be my introduction for my account and for any submissions/suggestions too

This account is going to be mainly filled with written Fics and maybe reposts as well.

The name's Summer and I play th4 following: :}

Genshin Impact, Identity V, Dislyte, Arknights, Obey me & Obey me: Nightbringer, Project Sekai, Honkai Starrail, and some Yandere VNs(SWWSDJ, My Dear Hatchet Man, John Doe, and many more)

Maybe asks as well.

The other things I might add is that:

I may or may not post things once in many days since of school/class.

Some of the Fics I will write may or may not be OC or maybe off character.

I'm going to often stick to gn!reader and doesn't specify the type of body.

Reader/(Y/N) might have much more of a calm 'idgaf' type personality.

Now that's out of the way time to talk about for the submissions:

Fandoms:

Creepypasta

Genshin Impact

Arknights

VN Game characters(Yandere ones like SWWSDJ, John Doe, My Dear Hatchet Man, etc.)

Yandere Simulator(Mostly Male!Rivals or males vers)

Yuyu Hakusho(Anime Series characters)

Dislyte

Undertale/Aus

Welcome Home/Wally Aus(Fluff and ONLY FLUFF here)

Obey me(First one)

Obey me: Nightbringer

Identity V(Mostly know survivors but the hunters are fine too)

Cells at Work!

Bungou Stray Dogs

Honkai Starrail

Honkai Impact(I only know a few but ask and I'll take research :D)

Assassination Classroom

Angels of Death

High-rise Invasion

Hypnosis Mic

Trese

Attack on Titan

Ultraman(Netflix Film)

Kakegurui

DC Titans

Marvel(Any whether Avengers, X-men, etc)

Umbrella Academy(Season 1-2, I haven't finished the whole series)

The Flash(Seasons 1-4)

Mobile Legends

What I will do and won't:

I will do:

-Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst to Fluff, reverse comfort

-Tropes/Au(Ex. Enemies-To-Lovers, Modern, Sagau/Self-aware Au, etc.)

-Specific/Requested type of reader, but not too specific.

-Kinks(Dacrphilia, foreplay, Sub/Dom, bondage, leashes/collars, Vore(Only pred!reader tho), etc)

-Dom!Reader, Switch!Reader or Soft Dom!Reader!

-Many characters/Poly with reader(Character x Reader X Character type)

-Full Angst

-A/B/O, but mostly will do Alpha!Reader

I won't do:

-Non-con, Incest, Zoophilia, Maps, Etc.

-Sub!Reader & Omega!Reader

Thank you,

Summer out!

#summer.asks #genshin impact #undertale #hypmic #cells at work #angels of death #bungo stray dogs #assassination classroom #trese anime #Ultraman #high rise invasion #Kakegurui #Aot #creepypasta

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adarlingmess · 3 years

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Ugnayan

Summary:

Filipino word, noun: connection between persons, groups, countries, etc.

A collection of works detailing a manananggal clan’s relations with the Treses, and their allies.

I: Ang Suhol / The Bribe

Summary: Basilio visits an old friend.

Words: 3087 (Taglish), 3154 (English)

Characters: Basilio, Sabina (OC), Boots (OC), Agnes (OC), Jango (OC), Lukas (OC, mentioned only), Crispin (mentioned only), Alexandra Trese (mentioned only), Hank (mentioned only), Anton Trese (mentioned only), Reyna Manananggal (mentioned only), Dominic Villaceran (mentioned only)

Relationships: Basilio/Original Female Character

Language: Filipino-English/Taglish, English

Warnings: Strong language, crude humor, sexual themes

Author’s Notes:

I couldn’t help myself and made a redo of this previous piece because I was so discontent with the composition lol. I added a thousand more words to the fic as well and expanded into Sab’s childhood experiences, more details about her band, a new band member, and more OC lore. English version of the dialogue and translations are also available for international readers below. I was planning to releas this alongside Weng and Izzie’s stories, but it’s taking too much time and I wanna publish this now!!!

Have some excerpts from a possible future fic I might write. I blame my mutuals on insta for urging me to ship them HAHAHAHA

TAGLISH DIALOGUE:

There are two words to describe this Tuesday afternoon: slow and relaxed.

White plastic tables line up on the gravel, each one hosting an assortment of goodies for sale. Some have stickers and prints, while some have old books, clothes, and other knick knacks. A few tables even sell food and refreshments. Siomai and pandan tea, which the locals affectionately call “pantea” are selling fast, and so did the isaw, betamax, and other grilled laman-loob served with spiced vinegar, their smoky aroma wafting throughout the college grounds.

The golden hour is passing at a sluggish pace, and the crisp February air made the afternoon even slower. Students, professors, and guests alike browsed at their own leisure in the cold weather. With class hours almost over, members of the local student council, dressed in black polo shirts with their organization’s logo on the breast, are going around inviting people to attend the benefit concert to be held Friday night at the parking lot.

It’s that time of the year again in Sabina Marie’s college: Fine Arts Month.

For some, like Sabina and company, it’s an opportunity to earn more money by signing up for the booths. They got invited to play at the college’s concert too, and they managed to score a spot on the last day of the university's annual fair. On the bottom of the concert’s promotional post on Facespace is their band name: Gabi ng Kasalanan.

None of them could remember if Sabina’s social media handle inspired the name, or the reverse. It just happened.

Jango’s strumming his guitar, practicing for Friday's set, while Agnes is in charge of the sales. Lukas still isn’t done with his photography class… which he had taken twice now, much to his professor’s dismay. Boots is uncharacteristically quiet as she works on the band’s promotional materials on her laptop; yesterday’s events might have something to do with it. Sabina’s unpacking the boxes of their comics, unsold leftovers from the last convention they attended months ago. She shakes the dust off of her hands after the last box has been emptied, and excuses herself to wash her hands.

While scrubbing the dirt from underneath her black fingernails, she thinks back to yesterday’s events.

Boots came running to her, looking distressed, saying that some folks from one of her part-time jobs are looking for her. Much to Sabina’s surprise, Boots’ employers are some distant friends… if she can still call them that after the incident at the Great Balete Tree.

It’s been years since she was involved in aswang activities with her clan, so a visit from Alexandra Trese and the Kambal was the last thing the rogue aswang expected.

Worse, they were working on a case involving aswang, and she’s a suspect. Trese interrogated her on university grounds too, drawing the wrong kind of attention to her. Had they brought a cop with them, she would’ve called her out for upholding her clan’s accords, but not the university’s. Sabina’s fellow band members tried to keep the mood light, especially Boots, but the encounter left them all spooked.

The rogue aswang would’ve been happy to see their faces again after so many years, if it wasn’t for her mother, the Reyna Manananggal, deciding to betray the Trese clan and side with House Villaceran.

Now she feels that she carries the weight of her mother’s decision too, despite being too young to have any say in it back then.

Sabina grimaces and decides not to dwell on it further.

On the way back, she sees Agnes speaking to a familiar figure, clad in black, and her heart rate skyrockets. Agnes turns to Sabina’s direction, searching for her friend, and her face lights up when she sees her.

“Sab! Manliligaw mo!” Agnes jokes, shouting loud enough for the other tables to hear.

Upon seeing Basilio, the Kambal with long hair, waving at her with that stupid, boyish smile on his face, Sabina’s shoulders tenses up. Much to her dismay, she feels her blood rushing to the apples of her cheeks.

“Why is he back? What the fuck, seryoso ba?” she mutters under her breath. She stomps her way back to their table. “Ulol gaga,” she says with humorous emphasis, “di ko yan manliligaw. Di ako naniniwala sa ligaw-ligaw.”

“There’s the Cynical Sab we know,” Boots comments offhand, chuckling.

Basilio greets her with a bright smile and hands behind his back. “Uy Sabina! Musta? Di tayo nakapag-usap ng ayos kahapon.”

“Basilio, bakit ka andito? Hindi ba sinabi ko na sa inyo, tahimik na buhay ko dito sa Epey,” she starts, craning her neck to look him in the eye. Sabina didn’t get the chance to look at them properly yesterday, not when Alexandra Trese’s interrogating her. His eyes are still as black as she remembers. “Bakit pa ako gagawa ng kalokohang ikakapahamak ko?”

“Uy chill, hindi to tungkol doon. Di ba pwedeng gusto ko lang mag catch-up sa kababata ko?”

Overhearing their conversation, Agnes and Boots lean in, while Jango scowls. Seeing Jango’s reaction, Boots swats at his shoulder, a warning for him to behave.

“Wait, childhood friends kayo?’’ Boots asks, curiosity piqued.

“Oo,” Basilio answers, while Sabina says a flat “Hindi” at the same time.

The younger Kambal gives her a look of mock hurt, while Sabina rolls her eyes at him.

“Di mo man lang nakwento sa akin, Bas. Pati ikaw Sab! Uy, kwentohan niyo naman kami,” Boots pleads, eyes sparkling with mischief.

Sabina gulps.

Boots is a fast one. Physically agile. Cat-like. Observant. Above all, quick at picking up cues and reading people. No wonder she’s The Diabolical’s female bouncer, at least on the nights she shows up to work anyways.

Unfortunately for the rogue aswang, the way her eyes occasionally flitted to Basilio during Trese’s interrogation gave Boots a clue. Basilio outright ogling her adds another piece to the puzzle. And now, Sabina, who’s usually laid-back and confident, is doing her best not to blush like a schoolgirl. It’s enough for her to come to a conclusion.

Cynical Sab, as Boots fondly calls her, has a crush. And on a notorious lady-killer too.

Oh, the irony.

“Naging kalaro ko lang siya at one point noong sinasama ako ni Mommy sa mga meeting nila ng papa ni Alex,” Sabina tells them, sounding almost bashful. “Tas salbahe pa sila ng kuya Crispin niya. Pinahiram ko paboritong libro ko tas napunit nila.”

“Grabe ka naman Sab, inayos naman namin tapos nagbati naman tayo diba?”

Engaged in the story, Agnes discreetly lights a cigarette with the tip of her forefinger. She puffs a few clouds of smoke while listening to the two bicker.

“So… childhood friends nga?” the fire elemental asks, giving Basilio a cheeky smile.

Before Sabina can deny it again, Basilio cuts in. “Oo nga! Eleven or twelve years old ata kami ni kuya noon, tapos tinuruan niya ako kung paano mag-drawing ng tao. Reyna manananggal daw mama niya kaya ‘prinsesa’ tawag ko sa kanya,” he tells them, prompting Sab to run her hands through her hair in frustration. “Tapos madalas kami maglaro ng tagu-taguan. One time siya yung taya tas di niya ako mahanap. Umiyak siya eh.”

“Oo, paborito akong paiyakin ng demonyong to,” Sabina murmurs, trying to hide her embarrassment.

“Pero aminin mo, napapatawa din kita.”

Agnes watches the interaction unfold, and she couldn’t help but giggle. “Yiee, ang cute niyo naman! Kakameet niyo lang ulit after so many years pero you bicker like an old married couple.”

“Asa,” Sabina says flatly, but her flushed face tells another story.

On the other hand, Basilio is enjoying all the teasing, taking it all in stride. He’s looking down and beaming at the girl who was once taller than him and his brother.

“Maka ‘asa’ ka akala mo di tayo naglaro ng bahay-bahayan noon,” Basilio croons.

A mix of irritation and possessiveness made Jango come so close to jumping the half-breed, but Boots stomping his foot is enough to make him back down.

Their encounter with the Treses yesterday left a bad taste in the male sigbin’s mouth, and he’s wary of any dangers to the pack. The pack in question is their band. Yes, that includes Boots, who despite being a cat sigbin that he never got along with, is still someone he views as his own.

“Kung alam ko lang na magkakilala pala kayo noon pa-” Boots smirks at her ever so cynical friend- “edi sana matagal na kitang sinama sa The Diabolical. Edi sana ikaw ang kumakandong sa malanding tarantadong yan.”

Basilio defends himself, crossing his arms. “Anong malanding tarantado? Oy Boots, di ko kasalanan kung lapitin ako ng babae.”

Sabina snorts at his defense, trying not to giggle. She can’t give him that satisfaction.

“Tsaka gustong-gusto mo din naman matulog sa dibdib ko diba?” Basilio adds.

“Oo, pero pag pusa lang ako. Never akong papatol sa katrabaho, no.”

As she watches her childhood friend and one of her current best friends bicker, Sabina flushes a deep red, and she finds herself nursing a twinge of jealousy in her chest. Granted, Boots is the type who loves to shift into her cat form to get food and pets from anyone, but still…

Instead of saying anything else about that, Sabina excused herself and dragged Basilio away from the table before her bandmates got any more wrong ideas.

Leading him to a secluded area near the old washrooms and the dilapidated room that used to be the college’s dark room, the rogue aswang leans against a wall, and pats her pockets for her lighter and cigarettes.

“Dito nga tayo mag-usap,” Sabina grunts. Her eyes flick towards the tie around Basilio’s muscular neck. “...talagang naka-suit ka pa? I mean, andami naming nakaitim dito sa college, pero mukha kang prof na magse-seminar.”

“At least mukha akong poging prof. Sa tingin mo, may kolehiyala kayang matitipuhan ako?”

The rogue aswang didn’t even dignify him with a verbal response, opting to give him a sour look.

“Joke lang. Napadaan lang ako. May inimbestigahan kami ni bossing sa may city hall kanina.”

“Nagyoyosi ka ba?” Sabina asks him, tilting her carton of Marlborough Reds.

“Di ko trip.”

Sabina shrugs. She tries to light the cigarette a few times, but her lighter’s failing her. “Ugh. Papasindi nalang ako kay Agnes mamaya. So, bakit ka nga napadaan dito?”

“Di ba pwedeng nangangamusta lang? Bakit ba ang sungit mo? Di mo rin ba ako na-miss, prinsesa?”

Sabina remains quiet for some time. Thanks to Agnes’ connections and social media stalking skills, plus Boots’personal accounts about her co-workers, she had heard some… questionable things about the Kambal. Especially Basilio.

Still, she can’t help but think back to that goofy little boy who sported a messy ponytail and a monobrow from her youth. Despite all the times he made her cry, he did make her laugh more.

That same boy is a man now, a tall and handsome one at that, and he’s asking her if she missed him. He’s calling her an embarrassing nickname too.

It’s as if the scene came straight out of a cheesy cash cow flick. Sabina wanted to gag.

“Namiss din.”

The usually teasing smile on the half-breed’s lips softens into a genuine one.

“I think magegets mo naman kung bakit ganito ako ngayon,” the manananggal princess starts, putting her lighter away. “Masaya na ako sa buhay ko kasama ang mga tao, at yung banda. Si Ate Weng and si Izzie nalang nakakausap ko sa angkan. Siyempre magagambala ako kung bigla nalang kayo pupunta dito ng bossing mo para i-interrogate ako, no.”

“Sorry pala doon, pero baka pwede mong tulungan si bossing kung may nalalaman ka.”

With suspicion, Sabina squints her eyes.

“Sabi ko na nga ba may iba kang pakay sa pagpunta mo dito. Pinadala ka ng bossing mo no? Eto ah, di ko haharangin ang pag-iimbestiga niyo sa angkan, basta wag niyo lang sasaktan si Ate Weng at si Iz. Pero hindi ako tutulong. Sana maintindihan ng bossing niyo.”

Basilio leans in with his hands behind his back and that infuriating smile on his face, and Sab finds it sexier the more she looks at him. She will never admit it though.

“Kaya nga may suhol ako para mapa-oo ka eh.”

Eyebrows perking up, she gives him a questioning look. Did Trese put him up to this?

Boots had told her about Trese’s race with a tikbalang, and how she used the Kambal as trophies for the wind girls who helped her win the race. Agnes, who’s friends with one of the girls, confirmed it by showing a Photogram story of her and Crispin. They can imagine that Basilio spent the night with the other wind girl as well.

Shaking the memory from her head to focus on the present, Sabina dares to look at him, eyes flitting to the broad expanse of his shoulders and chest, then slowly back up. Her gaze passes through his neck, a single drop of sweat rolling down his pale skin and disappearing into the collar of his dress shirt. At the thought of tasting the salt off of his skin, Sabina’s stomach growls- she still has an aswang’s hunger after all, despite her relatively ascetic lifestyle for one- and a different kind of hunger grows somewhere lower than her belly as well.

She wants another taste.

Little Sabina knew the taste of him when she bit off and ate his finger as a child, when his teasing had gone too far. In his anger, little Basilio (and Crispin) screamed about eating her heart as payback before Anton Trese broke up the fight.

Now, instead of fingers, grown up Sabina wanted to sink her teeth in her grown up childhood friend’s neck, and she’ll let him do whatever the hell he wants, her black heart be damned.

Sabina tucks the sick thoughts away and puts a hand on her hip instead.

“Anong akala mo sa akin? Sabihin mo sa bossing mo na wag niya akong itulad sa mga taong hanging nakakantutan niyo ni Crispin. Wag niya akong insultuhin,” Sabina scowls, irises turning into an eerie glowing white. “Aswang pa rin ako. Pag may gusto kaming premyo, hindi kami makikipag-kasunduan para makuha namin. Inaangkin namin.”

This time, it’s Basilio’s turn to be flustered. Sabina’s choice of words made it worse. Who knew his bespectacled, nerdy, crybaby kalaro in his youth would grow up to have such a filthy mouth?

“Teka, paano mo nalaman ang tungkol kay Ammie?! Nagf-flirt kami nila Ammie bago kami- uy, mali ata iniisip mo, hindi kami-”

Not giving him any opportunities to explain, Sabina keeps talking. “Kung sa tingin ni Trese mapapapayag niya ako kung ibubugaw ka niya sa akin, yikes. Grabe, ang lala! Hindi kita hinuhusgahan. Di ko lang akalaing kaya yun gawin ng Lakan, eh para na kayong magkapatid.”

Upon hearing Sabina’s accusations, it’s Basilio’s turn to ask “Anong akala mo sa akin?!”

Sweat starts to form on Sabina’s forehead. “Di ba ginawa kayong pamabayad ni Trese sa mga taong hangin na tumulong sa kanya sa karera niya kay Mal Armanaz? Tapos ginawa na daw bar ngayon yung The Diabolical- shit, mali ba ako ng basa?”

The long-haired Kambal looks at her in silence for a few moments, then bursts into laughter.

“Aaminin ko, mukha akong macho dancer, pero di bugaw si bossing, loko. Tsaka di ganoong klaseng bar yung Diabolical. Eto kasi yung suhol na sinasabi ko,” Basilio explains, handing her a plastic bag.

There are several sticks of hot, freshly grilled isaw inside. “Kala mo makakalimutan ko favorite mo?”

Sabina’s face is red with embarrassment, and she graciously accepts the snack.

“Fuck. Buti naman, kasi kung bumisita ako uli sa Diabolical at nakita ko kayo ni Crispin na gumigiling, tatawag ako ng pulis tas lalaklak ako ng isang liter ng Pulang Tikbalang para mabura sa isip ko yung nakita ko.”

The manananggal princess closes her eyes, bites into one of the sticks, and sighs. When she opens them, she sees that Basilio is looking at her with that mischievous look on his face.

She nearly chokes on the isaw.

“Tangina naman, Bas! Ano yang tingin na yan?”

He laughs at her, then he claps her back with an open palm, and puts his arms around her shoulders like they used to as preteens.

Internally, she thinks, “Nakakatunaw naman.”

Too dazed from their conversation to shrug him off, Sabina gives in to the touch. They stayed like that for a few moments, before Basilio spoke up.

“Naalala mo yung huling beses tayo nagkita noong mga bata pa tayo? Mga one week yun bago ng birthday mo tas may pa-Valentine’s party si Hank sa The Diabolical noon.”

Sabina relents and reminisces with him, a soft laugh escaping her burgundy lips. “Oo. Umiyak ako kasi sabi ni mommy di na daw ako babalik pagkatapos noon.”

Basilio smiles. Genuine. Sweet. Rare. “Tas kiniss mo ko kasi akala mo di na tayo magkikita.”

The aswang’s eyes widen, remembering that moment of childhood innocence and puppy love, then she moves away from Basilio, cheeks burning.

“Luh. Hindi kaya. Walang nangyaring ganoon.”

“First kiss ko yun tapos hindi ko maaalala?”

“Mali ka ata ng pagkaalala.”

“Tanungin mo pa si kuya Crispin. Pikon pa nga siya noon kasi siya walang kiss eh.”

“Ewan ko sayo, Bas. Kung sa tingin mo mapapapayag mo akong tumulong dahil lang sa isaw at sa pagpapacute mo, nagkakamali ka.”

“Edi tara, kung ayaw mo talaga kami tulungan, bonding nalang tayo.”

The manananggal princess ponders for a moment. “Tutugtog kami ng banda sa Friday, tapos next week uli sa fair ng Saturday. Bili ka ng tickets. Panoorin niyo kami. Para na din makampante yung bossing mo na wala talaga akong ginagawang kahina-hinala.”

Basilio smiles at her. “Game. Sabihan ko si bossing. May mga kailangan din kaming manmanan sa area na to.”

“Tsaka libre mo pa ako ng isaw,” Sabina adds, motioning to the now bare barbecue sticks in the plastic bag she’s holding.

“Sige ba.”

“Bilhan mo din ako ng pantea.”

The words die on Basilio’s lips, and he blinks a few times, unsure if he heard Sabina right. Then, he smiles like the devil, and goes for the kill.

“Ahhh. Sige, saan ka ba usually bumibili ng lingerie, and pwede ko ba piliin yung kulay?”

Realizing her mistake, Sabina gives him a mortified glare.

“Shit, di ka nga pala taga-” turning around, she sees the downright scandalous grin on Basilio’s lips- “dito. Ano yang ngiting yan?!”

He leans a little closer and Sabina loses what’s left of her composure.

“Gago, pandan tea kasi!”

ENGLISH DIALOGUE:

There are two words to describe this Tuesday afternoon: slow and relaxed.

It’s that time of the year again in Sabina Marie’s college: Fine Arts Month.

None of them could remember if Sabina’s social media handle inspired the name, or the reverse. It just happened.

While scrubbing the dirt from underneath her black fingernails, she thinks back to yesterday’s events.

It’s been years since she was involved in aswang activities with her clan, so a visit from Alexandra Trese and the Kambal was the last thing the rogue aswang expected.

Now she feels that she carries the weight of her mother’s decision too, despite being too young to have any say in it back then.

Sabina grimaces and decides not to dwell on it further.

“Sab! Your suitor is here!” Agnes jokes, shouting loud enough for the other tables to hear.

“Why is he back? What the fuck, is this for real?” she mutters under her breath. She stomps her way back to their table. “Ulol gaga,” she says with humorous emphasis, “he’s not my suitor. I don’t believe in courtship.”

“There’s the Cynical Sab we know,” Boots comments offhand, chuckling.

Basilio greets her with a bright smile and hands behind his back. “Hey Sabina! What’s up? We didn’t get to chat properly yesterday.”

“Basilio, why are you here? Didn’t I tell you people that my life’s peaceful here in FA now,” she starts, craning her neck to look him in the eye. Sabina didn’t get the chance to look at them properly yesterday, not when Alexandra Trese’s interrogating her. His eyes are still as black as she remembers. “Why would I do something stupid that would ruin all that?”

“Hey chill, this isn’t about that. Can’t I catch up with a childhood friend?”

Overhearing their conversation, Agnes and Boots lean in, while Jango scowls. Seeing Jango’s reaction, Boots swats at his shoulder, a warning for him to behave.

“Wait, you two are childhood friends?” Boots asks, curiosity piqued.

“Yes,” Basilio answers, while Sabina says a flat “No” at the same time.

The younger Kambal gives her a look of mock hurt, while Sabina rolls her eyes at him.

“You didn’t even tell me about it, Bas. You too, Sab! Hey, tell us about your friendship a little,” Boots pleads, eyes sparkling with mischief.

Sabina gulps.

Cynical Sab, as Boots fondly calls her, has a crush. And on a notorious lady-killer too.

Oh, the irony.

“We just became playmates at one point only because Mommy used to bring me along when she had meetings with Alex’s papa,” Sabina tells them, sounding almost bashful. “And he and his Kuya Crispin were jerks. I lended them my favorite book, and they managed to rip it apart.”

“That’s so harsh Sab. We patched it up and we all kissed and made up after that, remember?”

Engaged in the story, Agnes discreetly lights a cigarette with the tip of her forefinger. She puffs a few clouds of smoke while listening to the two bicker.

“So… you really are childhood friends?” the fire elemental asks, giving Basilio a cheeky smile.

Before Sabina can deny it again, Basilio cuts in. “I’m telling you! I think kuya and I were about eleven or twelve years old back then, and she taught me how to draw people. She said her mother was the queen of the manananggals, so I called her ‘princess’,” he tells them, prompting Sab to run her hands through her hair in frustration. “We used to play hide and seek a lot too. One time she was it and she couldn’t find me. She started crying.”

“Yes, making me cry was this demon’s favorite pastime,” Sabina murmurs, trying to hide her embarrassment.

“But admit it, I made you laugh too.”

Agnes watches the interaction unfold, and she couldn’t help but giggle. “Aww, you’re so cute! You just met again after so many years yet you bicker like an old married couple.”

“Not a chance,” Sabina says flatly, but her flushed face tells another story.

On the other hand, Basilio is enjoying all the teasing, taking it all in stride. He’s looking down and beaming at the girl who was once taller than him and his brother.

“You say that as if we didn’t play house back then,” Basilio croons.

A mix of irritation and possessiveness made Jango come so close to jumping the half-breed, but Boots stomping his foot is enough to make him back down.

“If I only knew you two knew each other back then-” Boots smirks at her ever so cynical friend- “I should’ve brought Sabina to the Diabolical long ago. Maybe you would’ve sat on this flirty motherfucker’s lap instead”

Basilio defends himself, crossing his arms. “Me? A flirty motherfucker? Hey Boots, it’s not my fault that I’m a chick magnet.”

Sabina snorts at his defense, trying not to giggle. She can’t give him that satisfaction.

“And didn’t you like sleeping on my chest too?” Basilio adds.

“Yes, but only in my cat form. Relationships with co-workers are not my thing.”

Instead of saying anything else about that, Sabina excused herself and dragged Basilio away from the table before her bandmates got any more wrong ideas.

“Let’s talk here,” Sabina grunts. Her eyes flick towards the tie around Basilio’s muscular neck. “...you really went here in a suit? I mean, lots of people in the college wear black, but you look like a professor about to deliver a seminar.”

“At least I look like a handsome one. Think some college girls might find me their type?”

The rogue aswang didn’t even dignify him with a verbal response, opting to give him a sour look.

“Just kidding. I’m just passing through. There was something Bossing needed to investigate in the city hall earlier.”

“Do you smoke?” Sabina asks him, tilting her carton of Marlborough Reds.

“Not my thing.”

Sabina shrugs. She tries to light the cigarette a few times, but her lighter’s failing her. “Ugh. I’ll just ask Agnes later. So, why did you pass through here?”

“Can’t I just check up on you? Why are you being so hostile? Don’t you miss me, princess?”

Sabina remains quiet for some time. Thanks to Agnes’ connections and social media stalking skills, plus Boots’ personal accounts about her co-workers, she had heard some… questionable things about the Kambal. Especially Basilio.

Still, she can’t help but think back to that goofy little boy who sported a messy ponytail and a monobrow from her youth. Despite all the times he made her cry, he did make her laugh more.

That same boy is a man now, a tall and handsome one at that, and he’s asking her if she missed him. He’s calling her an embarrassing nickname too.

It’s as if the scene came straight out of a cheesy cash cow flick. Sabina wanted to gag.

“I missed you too.”

The usually teasing smile on the half-breed’s lips softens into a genuine one.

“I think you would get why I’m like this now,” the manananggal princess starts, putting her lighter away. “I’m content with my life with the band, among humans. Ate Weng and Izzie are the only ones I have contact with in the clan. Of course I’d be spooked if you and your bossing suddenly showed up to interrogate me, duh.”

“Sorry about that, but maybe you can help bossing out if you know something.”

With suspicion, Sabina squints her eyes.

“I just knew you had an ulterior motive for going here. Your bossing sent you, didn’t she? Look, I won’t hinder your investigation on the clan, just don’t hurt Ate Weng and Iz. But I won’t participate. I hope your bossing understands.”

Basilio leans in with his hands behind his back and that infuriating smile on his face, and Sab finds it sexier the more she looks at him. She will never admit it though.

“That’s why I brought a bribe so I can make you say yes.”

Eyebrows perking up, she gives him a questioning look. Did Trese put him up to this?

She wants another taste.

Now, instead of fingers, grown up Sabina wanted to sink her teeth in her grown up childhood friend’s neck, and she’ll let him do whatever the hell he wants, her black heart be damned.

Sabina tucks the sick thoughts away and puts a hand on her hip instead.

“What do you take me for? Tell your bossing not to treat me like those wind girls you and Crispin fucked. Don’t she dare insult me,” Sabina scowls, irises turning into an eerie glowing white. “I’m still aswang. If we wanted a prize, we wouldn't negotiate to have it. We claim it.”

This time, it’s Basilio’s turn to be flustered. Sabina’s choice of words made it worse. Who knew his bespectacled, nerdy, crybaby kalaro in his youth would grow up to have such a filthy mouth?

“Wait, how did you know about Ammie?! She and I were flirting before we- hey, I think you’ve got the wrong information, we didn’t-”

Not giving him any opportunities to explain, Sabina keeps talking. “If Trese thinks she can bribe me by pimping you out, yikes. That’s so fucked up! I’m not judging you. I just can’t believe the Lakan is capable of that when you three are almost like siblings.”

Upon hearing Sabina’s accusations, it’s Basilio’s turn to ask “What do you take me for?!”

Sweat starts to form on Sabina’s forehead. “Didn’t Trese make trophies out of you for the wind girls who helped her win her race against Mal Armanaz? And I heard The Diabolical is a bar now too- shit, did I get it wrong?”

The long-haired Kambal looks at her in silence for a few moments, then bursts into laughter.

“I admit, I do look like a gigolo, but bossing is not a pimp, damn. And The Diabolical isn’t that kind of bar. This is the bribe I was talking about,” Basilio explains, handing her a plastic bag.

There are several sticks of hot, freshly grilled isaw inside. “Thought I’d forget about your favorite?”

Sabina’s face is red with embarrassment, and she graciously accepts the snack.

“Fuck. Good, because if I visit The Diabolical again and I see you and Crispin doing body rolls, I’ll call the police and down a bottle of Pulang Tikbalang so I can burn the sight from my mind.”

The manananggal princess closes her eyes, bites into one of the sticks, and sighs. When she opens them, she sees that Basilio is looking at her with that mischievous look on his face.

She nearly chokes on the isaw.

“What the fuck, Bas! What’s with that look?”

He laughs at her, then he claps her back with an open palm, and puts his arms around her shoulders like they used to as preteens.

Internally, she thinks, “You’re going to make me melt.”

Too dazed from their conversation to shrug him off, Sabina gives in to the touch. They stayed like that for a few moments, before Basilio spoke up.

“Remember the last time we saw each other as kids? That’s around a week before your birthday and Hank threw a Valentine’s Day party in The Diabolical.”

Sabina relents and reminisces with him, a soft laugh escaping her burgundy lips. “Yeah. I cried because mommy said I wasn’t coming back after that.”

Basilio smiles. Genuine. Sweet. Rare. “Then you kissed me because you thought we’d never see each other again.”

The aswang’s eyes widen, remembering that moment of childhood innocence and puppy love, then she moves away from Basilio, cheeks burning.

“Huh? Nope. Nothing like that happened.”

“How could I forget my first kiss?”

“I think you’re remembering things wrong.”

“Hell, ask kuya Crispin. He was huffing because he didn’t get a kiss.”

“Whatever, Bas. If you think you can get me to help you just by bribing me with isaw and acting all cute, you’re mistaken.”

“Well, if you're really not helping us, let’s just hang out.”

“The band’s going to play on Friday, then next week during the fair on Saturday. Buy some tickets. Watch us play. Consider it as reassurance for your bossing that I’m not doing anything suspicious.”

Basilio smiles at her. “I’m game. I’ll go tell bossing. There’s some areas we need to observe here, too.”

“And treat me to more isaw,” Sabina adds, motioning to the now bare barbecue sticks in the plastic bag she’s holding.

“Sure”

“Buy me a pantea too.”

The words die on Basilio’s lips, and he blinks a few times, unsure if he heard Sabina right. Then, he smiles like the devil, and goes for the kill.

“Ohhh. Sure, where do you usually buy your lingerie, and I can pick the color for you?”

Realizing her mistake, Sabina gives him a mortified glare.

“Shit, I forgot you’re not from around-” turning around, she sees the downright scandalous grin on Basilio’s lips- “here. What’s with that smile?!”

He leans a little closer and Sabina loses what’s left of her composure.

“Gago, I meant pandan tea!”

Translations:

siomai - Filipino spelling for shumai, a type of Chinese dumpling.

pandan - Pandanus amaryllifolius, a plant with culinary uses in Southeast Asian cuisine

isaw - grilled chicken or pork intestines served on a stick, popular Filipino street food

betamax - chicken or pork blood coagulated into squares served on a stick, another popular Filipino street food

laman loob - or lamang loob - internal organs, usually referring to chicken and pork innards

Gabi ng Kasalanan - lit. Night of Sin

ulol - crazy; Filipino profanity

gago/gaga - foolish or stupid; Filipino profanity

Epey - localized pronunciation of the letters F and A.

Pulang Tikbalang - lit. Red Horse. A pun on a local beer brand.

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