balancoire

Hello! This is my writing blog, where I mostly post original stuff but on some occasions fanfic will pop up. Most of the stuff here will probably be of the urban fantasy or supernatural genres.

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  1. continuation of this: http://balancoire.tumblr.com/post/90481912079/a-continuation-of-this

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    “So,” Bee said as she handed him a second beer, “tell me all about Lillith. What’s she up to these days?”

    “Dunno. Haven’t seen her in years.”

    “Liar.”

    Seb took a long draught before he spoke. Bee stared back at him over her own bottle, smiling, her face framed by the neon lights across the street. 

    “Come on,” she said. “I’m not stupid.”

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  2. Fandom: Assassin’s Creed III

    just a short thing with little connor and his momma!! 

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    Ratonhnhaké:ton’s fourth attempt at tree climbing ended with scrapes, bloodied knees, and another very strict lecture from his mother.

    "How many times have I told you not to do this?" she asked while she busied herself with the cuts on his legs. "You are lucky you’re still in one piece."

    Ratonhnhaké:ton sat quietly, almost dutifully, while his mother worked. “You climb them all the time,” he muttered. Trees were far trickier than he thought; despite the fact that his mother made climbing them look so easy.

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  3. Fandom: Fire Emblem: Awakening

    I tripped and accidentally f!robin/lucina

    I’ve been sitting on this for forever and decided to just post it… Kinda drabble-y. This scene takes place after the Lucina’s judgement scene in the game. *A*

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    Robin knew exactly who came through her tent before they even spoke. She was steeling herself for this moment; or rather, she’d been trying desperately to work, but hadn’t gotten a single thing done because her mind was so preoccupied by her thoughts of Lucina, who had just stepped past her tent flap and was waiting patiently behind her.

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  4. what should I write about??

  5.  a sort of prequel-y thing to the project that yorunoangel and I are collaborating on c: 

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    Scavenger birds were already picking at the body when they finally found it. Billie scattered them with a well-aimed shot while Teddy hung back, a handkerchief pressed to his mouth.

    Billie walked carefully, her rifle still at the ready, but she could tell the man was dead even from where she was standing: his face was covered in gashes and alchemite growths, ranging from tiny mounds at the corners of his mouth to the nearly full-blown crystals that had sprouted up from one eye socket. She would have stopped to admire it if she was alone. Alchemite didn’t usually grow like that on humans.

    “This the one the monsters took?” she asked.

    Teddy’s voice wavered. “Um. I think so.”

    “Come take a better look. We need to be sure.”

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  6. Fandom: Fire Emblem: Awakening

    MORE FE: A FANFIC FROM ME… I’M SO SORRY… light lon’qu/robin this time for reasons

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    Falling in love (and eventually proposing, which somehow took even more courage than he’d ever needed in his entire life) was one thing; getting over his longtime phobia was completely different.

    Lon’qu did his best to improve. He held his future wife, sometimes kissed her – all in the quiet and comfort of their own tents, of course. He was often glad that Robin, as the army’s head tactician, had one all to herself so she could work without distraction.

    That being said – he thought he was getting better. Thought, until the day he came back from a particularly difficult battle, covered in scratches and blood and sweat. The camp was bustling with activity – healers at work, others rushing to find medical salves, Chrom shouting commands and trying to bring back order. Lon’qu, although injured, wasn’t in mortal danger and passed quietly through the chaos.

    And something suddenly latched around his middle.

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  7. Fandom: Fire Emblem: Awakening

    MORE LUCINA/MORGAN… sadder this time tho… also endgame spoilers

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    "I should disappear."

    It was a thought that had plagued her for too long. It kept her up at night, wondering – where was her place in this timeline, really? She had none, when she thought about it. A Lucina – who was born here, was being raised here, had two parents and an entire nation who desperately loved her – already existed.

    Lucina’s own timeline was gone, ravaged and destroyed by Grima. She had no place there either. In this time she was merely an extra who didn’t belong.

    "I should disappear," she said again.

    "Whaddya mean?"

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  8. Fandom: Fire Emblem: Awakening

    the product of being up at 2am and watching Morgan and Lucina’s s-support too many times ┐(´-`)┌  GOD those two are so cute, though

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    Being the army’s head tactician usually meant that Robin heard most of the camp gossip first. It made her day more interesting: who was thinking of proposing to whom? Was Vaike challenging another poor soul to a duel today? Did Miriel fill Lon’qu’s tent with statues of naked women again? And so on, and so forth. With a force as big as theirs, there was certainly no shortage of news.

    What she hated, however, was when she wound up being part of that gossip. This happened one particularly gloomy evening, when Chrom came storming into her tent.

    "Did you know," he started before she could say anything, "that your son is in love with my daughter?”

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  9. Title: To the Victor Go the Spoils, Chapter 2
    Fandom: Assassin’s Creed III
    previous chapter

    It’s been so long since I last played the first episode of TOKW, for some reason I thought that Connor didn’t get his wolf hood until after the first Sky World journey and wrote Haytham getting the wolf cape after his… Hopefully that’s not too bad of a mistake, haha………….

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    The Best Laid Plans

    The more worrisome effects of the tea had worn off by the time Haytham returned to the village. He was feeling less tired then and more…well, powerful. He felt taller, stronger, like he could simply touch something and it would break to a thousand pieces.

    He liked this feeling. Liked it a lot. But how long would it last? Was it simply one of the aftereffects, like the weakness and nausea he’d felt earlier? Would it all fade away just as quickly?

    He sincerely hoped not.

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  10. Title: To the Victor Go the Spoils, Chapter 1
    Fandom:
     Assassin’s Creed III

    I’ve had a few tokw ideas for a while (another involves the connor that may have existed before canon timeline connor appeared), but mongoliantiger's wonderful tokw!haytham art inspired a plot idea (and has been pulling me out of this awful writing slump, yay!!). I plan on making this multichap, so!! should hopefully be exciting 

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    Wolf Pack

    Haytham woke to the intermingling tastes of bitter tea and bile on his tongue.

    He tried to push himself to a sitting position – slowly, slowly, because his body felt weak and worn down. His cup was still lying beside him, shattered to a hundred pieces. A pool of red – that blasted tea – surrounded it.

    Haytham put a hand to his clammy forehead. And then the bunch of thick fur around his neck; a cape? How had that gotten there? He lifted it closer to his face and realized that its coloring resembled…

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