Bad Touch Trio AU
anonymous
October 16 2010, 17:26:53 UTC
This anon is a sucker for the bad touch trio and would LOVE to read some slice-of-life-stylish Fic about them being roommates (in a love-triangle-esque thing...) Just something calm, funny, fluffy... smexy(?).
Example 1: Prussia and Spain are togheter but don't mind the everyonesexual France joining in on them sometimes.
Example 2: All of them are somehow in love with another, who likes the other one (how do you EXPRESS that? o.O) Like so: Spain-->Prussia-->France-->Spain. Lots of chaos ensues.
Example 3: One of them wants to move out because he's met someone and the other two try to prevent that from happening. Yeah... think of those methods!
I never found a fic quite like that so that's why I'm requesting it, even though I'm SURE there must be one floating out there in the dephts of the internet.. *sigh*
the apartment, or: how to i learned to forget cooking and love take-out [1/?]
anonymous
December 5 2010, 20:08:11 UTC
this is a farce that is borderline weird but is still semi-serious at odd moments. I'm not the anon who expressed interest, but I'd love to see other takes on this! :Di
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the apartment, or: how to i learned to forget cooking and love take-out [2/?]
anonymous
December 5 2010, 20:15:48 UTC
Gilbert was a fifth-year senior; that is, it was his fifth year as a senior. He could have been a perfectly capable student had he possessed the motivation and ambitious desire to accomplishment something in this often complicated and convoluted world. That was how Francis put it. But then again, Francis had spent $200,000 dollars to get a B.A. in sociology. He had worked through graduate school and now he was going to get a Ph.D, but that was an awful lot of money for a stinkin' piece of paper and what did he have to show for besides a shitload of fancy language and bookstore discounts? Meanwhile, Antonio dreamed of opening his own coffee shop. All of the Starbucks regulars loved him and told him that if he went his own way, they would follow him
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Re: the apartment, or: how to i learned to forget cooking and love take-out [2/?]
anonymous
December 5 2010, 20:56:43 UTC
This is just adorable. I giggled so hard at parts (falling asleep to noise! spelling names wrong! looking up porn while doing PhD work! ha!). Definitely following this one. :)
OP, swooning
anonymous
December 5 2010, 21:08:14 UTC
Anon... this... THIS!!!
You see, I'm having difficulties, expressing my undying love here in understandable words, as this is just so absolutely AMAZING so far, I can't even believe I'm not dreaming right now.
Not only did my request actually get filled - it is so awesome, too, that I should really consider testing my luck in a casino or something, since it seems to be on a total high.
I already love all of their characterizations. Antonio, the cheerful, happy-go-lucky cute Barista everybody loves (and his habit to spell everybodys name wrong is just soooo adorable!!), Gilbert... oh Gilbert! Five years AS a senior!! xD Genius, really! Also, it's so like him to fall for Francis' trick. Speaking of Francis, the cheating bastard - holy mother of god, do I love him xD He's shaving at the kitchen sink!!! He's got satin bedsheets!!! AND he's French xDD You're right, Francis, everybody loves themselves a sexy French teacher, go for it
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Re: the apartment, or: how to i learned to forget cooking and love take-out [2/?]
anonymous
December 6 2010, 00:20:52 UTC
Isn't it just wonderful when an interesting plot meets a good writer? Two parts and it already has everything a story needs to be made of win, light humor, brilliant characterization, original ideas and a very vivid writing style.
Re: the apartment, or: how to i learned to forget cooking and love take-out [2/?]
anonymous
December 6 2010, 20:10:55 UTC
Consider me hooked on this. It's adorable and quirky and really cute, and I love every single thing about these guys, their relationships and their world views and stories. I can't wait to see more ^^
Say, are there gonna be pairings, or stay gen? It's absolutely perfect as it is, I'm just curious, since you tackled, under all the humour, some concerns about the future that I feel anxiously identificated with
Big congratulations on your Spain, he's the most difficult to write of these three, and I love your take on him ^^
Re: the apartment, or: how to i learned to forget cooking and love take-out [2/?]
anonymous
December 9 2010, 09:58:52 UTC
In the morning, Francis woke up first and when he woke up, Antonio woke up. They both entered the living room expecting Gilbert to be sprawled out uncomfortably. They found him crouched by the wall with his feet wrapped in his sheets and this is how they found out he was an insomniac.
This line made me smile so much my face hurt, and I'm not even sure why. It's little details like this, and the matter-of-fact way you convey them, that makes this fic so lovely. Wonderful work, anon. :')
the apartment, or: how to i learned to forget cooking and love take-out [3a/?]
anonymous
December 6 2010, 20:50:39 UTC
oh wow I'm so happy that there is interest in this fill of mine! So thank you guys, hope the rest doesn't disappoint. The style and content is a lot sillier than what I usually write ;n; As for pairings, I'm trying to stick as many of OP's scenarios into this as I can, so it's going to be Spain/Prussia -> France/Spain/Prussia. But at the end of the day, really, they're all awesome bros.Francis was about done at the library when someone covered his eyes from behind
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the apartment, or: how to i learned to forget cooking and love take-out [3b/?]
anonymous
December 6 2010, 20:59:16 UTC
By seven o' clock, all three were back at the brownstone complex. Francis was fishing for his set of keys because Antonio had forgotten them and Gilbert never bothered. Thankfully, the girl who lived in 3F happened to be stopping by and she had her key. The girl was called Aubrey and she was either a photographer's model or a high-class escort, none of them had ever figured it out. She was wearing a gown with a mask in hand for a masquerade ball and as she brushed past Gilbert she smelled of smoke and perfume and something else
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the apartment, or: how to i learned to forget cooking and love take-out [4/?]
anonymous
December 6 2010, 21:06:14 UTC
On Sunday, Francis was nowhere to be found. That was to be expected, since Saturday nights were his literary benders with Ph.D candidates from other schools. They went to 21 and drank rye and water while talking neuroscience and existentialism. When they got particularly drunk, they were liable to start yelling and arguing about the history of currencies and what had really happened with Monica Lewinsky. Everything was a conspiracy. Hands-on demonstrations were appreciated and encouraged. Antonio and Gilbert had met one of Francis's literary friends before. His name was Arthur and he was the Englishman in New York. He had gone to Oxford and was now stuck in the Anthropology department at Columbia. He hated America because the government was incapable of properly clearing his papers; also, he'd been molested at the hands of LaGuardia security more times than he could remember
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OP again..
anonymous
December 6 2010, 21:51:37 UTC
Pff look at that, I was fast too. Too fast, it seems, you weren't even done posting yet >.<
So we actually get a glimpse of their complicated relationship! Prussia/Spain, so unbelievably cute, aaaaaaaaaw!
Oh no, I'm starting to quote things! Just this one, I promise:
In many ways, Gilbert was in love. As much in love as he capable of being; or, as accepting as he could've been of an individual's flaws and idiocies. That was good for a lot of people, and it was more than enough for Gilbert, who was not the sentimental sort unless he was thoroughly stewed.
I just love this line to death. It's so Gilbert! And so incredibly romantic in a totally manly way.
Just something calm, funny, fluffy... smexy(?).
Example 1: Prussia and Spain are togheter but don't mind the everyonesexual France joining in on them sometimes.
Example 2: All of them are somehow in love with another, who likes the other one (how do you EXPRESS that? o.O) Like so: Spain-->Prussia-->France-->Spain. Lots of chaos ensues.
Example 3: One of them wants to move out because he's met someone and the other two try to prevent that from happening. Yeah... think of those methods!
I never found a fic quite like that so that's why I'm requesting it, even though I'm SURE there must be one floating out there in the dephts of the internet.. *sigh*
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You see, I'm having difficulties, expressing my undying love here in understandable words, as this is just so absolutely AMAZING so far, I can't even believe I'm not dreaming right now.
Not only did my request actually get filled - it is so awesome, too, that I should really consider testing my luck in a casino or something, since it seems to be on a total high.
I already love all of their characterizations. Antonio, the cheerful, happy-go-lucky cute Barista everybody loves (and his habit to spell everybodys name wrong is just soooo adorable!!), Gilbert... oh Gilbert! Five years AS a senior!! xD Genius, really! Also, it's so like him to fall for Francis' trick. Speaking of Francis, the cheating bastard - holy mother of god, do I love him xD He's shaving at the kitchen sink!!! He's got satin bedsheets!!! AND he's French xDD You're right, Francis, everybody loves themselves a sexy French teacher, go for it ( ... )
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Bookmarking and waiting patiently for more.
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I'd bookmarked this for a while thinking of filling too, but I think I like your take much better. Keep it up, anon!
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Say, are there gonna be pairings, or stay gen? It's absolutely perfect as it is, I'm just curious, since you tackled, under all the humour, some concerns about the future that I feel anxiously identificated with
Big congratulations on your Spain, he's the most difficult to write of these three, and I love your take on him ^^
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This line made me smile so much my face hurt, and I'm not even sure why. It's little details like this, and the matter-of-fact way you convey them, that makes this fic so lovely. Wonderful work, anon. :')
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So we actually get a glimpse of their complicated relationship!
Prussia/Spain, so unbelievably cute, aaaaaaaaaw!
Oh no, I'm starting to quote things! Just this one, I promise:
In many ways, Gilbert was in love. As much in love as he capable of being; or, as accepting as he could've been of an individual's flaws and idiocies. That was good for a lot of people, and it was more than enough for Gilbert, who was not the sentimental sort unless he was thoroughly stewed.
I just love this line to death. It's so Gilbert! And so incredibly romantic in a totally manly way.
Looks like there's gonna be some drama soon~
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