#fransher

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@/christian-latte-anon, you won't see this but I wrote it for you.

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“Where is he, Pete?”

Pete Henshaw, driver and bodyguard to Vinsher Grath, nodded at the woman walking toward him. “In there.” Pete jerked a thumb over his shoulder.

Violetta Franco gave a tight-lipped smile. “Thanks.”

“Hey, Vi,” Pete said as she stepped past him. “He’s, ah…in the water.”

Franco gave him a sidelong glance. She knew what he meant.

“Nothing I haven’t seen before,” the lovely, dark-haired assassin quipped.

That was true enough, Pete mused to himself. He let Franco pass and assumed his position at the door, scanning the hallway for potential threats. This also protected him from seeing his boss in the state of nature.

“You’re late,” Vinsher’s voice echoed on the rock walls.

Pete leaned his head against the wall behind him and rolled his eyes. Here we go.

“My sister was late to watch the kids,” Franco explained.

Pete groaned to himself. Oh, could they just stop.

“With what I pay you, you should invest in proper childcare.”

With what I pay you in alimony, Pete thought from his vantage point. These two had been insufferable enough as spouses. As exes they were positively terminal.

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Calling it a night at 36:09. 18:24 to go!

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Vinsher Grath, Halo 1x04 “Homecoming” | Halo 1x07 “Inheritance”

For @christian-latte-anon 💖

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What I assume Halo 2022 is like, as summarized by The Onion headlines, based solely on @christian-latte-anon and her posts about it:

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I would love to continue the rarepair swap! 5 sentences for tom x Chy: Play it safe this time. // FranSher: oh, that was *not* flirting.

(Send me two characters and a sentence and I’ll write the next five)

OK this has languished in my inbox for long enough.

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“Play it safe this time.”

“Would you like to say that again?”

Tom looked across the lightyears at his wife. “Just because you have an expert marksman badge doesn’t mean you have to use it!”

Chyler looked entirely too amused. “How’s it feel being on the other end of this?”

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“Oh, that was NOT flirting.”

“Really?” Vinsher said, maddeningly nonplussed.

“Really. Now put out the cigar.”

“Or…?”

“I’ll tell that wonderfully punctual nanny we just hired that her services are no longer required.”

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also zero pressure, but if you'd LIKE to write some vinsher and franco (shippy or not, as you please uwu) : You better have my money.

(Send me a ship + a sentence and I’ll write the next five)

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“You better have my money.”

Vinsher regarded his wife. “Your money?” He tapped the end of his cigar.

“Yes,” Franco said. “My money.”

“Oh, but my dear,” Vinsher said with a flirtatious smirk, “I thought we agreed to think of it as…OUR money.”

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Thank you for the prompt! I haven’t written anything for Fransher and this was a fun creative challenge.

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and 6, fransher xD no obligation, just if you'd like! platonic or romantic as you like

(Send me two characters romantic or platonic and I’ll write a little fic)

6. “Have a good day at work.”

Friend you NEVER have to qualify with a “no obligation” I love this rarepair swap we have going on 😂

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“I’m running late.”

“Hm. And will your target be less alive when you do get there?”

Franco strapped on her holster and glowered at her husband. “I’m serious, Vinsher.”

“I’ve always wondered, why the rush,” Vinsher went on, annoyingly placid. “Do you suppose another assassin will swoop in and take your place if you’re a few minutes late?”

“And what if one did?” Franco took both of her pistols out of the safe and holstered them. “This is a big job. Plenty of other people will take it if I can’t get it done.”

“I must point out, my dear, this would not be an issue if you invested in proper childcare.”

Franco rolled her eyes. “Not that again.”

“Luciana has never been on time for anything, a day in her life.”

No argument there. “Luciana is also free.”

“You get what you pay for. Imagine an assassin who didn’t charge?”

Franco had had just about enough. “You don’t have anywhere to go for the next two hours.” She sheathed her knives and pulled on her vest.

“And I don’t doubt your sister will still be taking her own sweet time.”

“She won’t be.” Franco tied her hair back. “I’ll be back to get the kids in bed.”

“Mom!” Elaine hollered the second Franco stepped out of the bedroom. “Max—“

“Take it up with your dad, honey.” Franco gave her daughter a quick hug. “I have to go.”

“Have a good day at work,” Vinsher called.

“Have a good day at work.” Franco shook her head as she left the house. A good day at work, as if she were filing insurance claims and not about to take out the biggest, baddest mob boss on Madrigal.

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Also. If you have any headcanons at all for Vinsher and/Or Franco, I am Looking xD

Not right now, but I could come up with something in the On Proper Child Care AU if I worked hard enough.

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wip ask: For Better or Worse :3c

Send me WIP asks.

This got long once again and once again I am sorry/not sorry.

I think I’ve found my Fransher, send help.

It’s not really a “whole universe” more of a “whole alternate universe” in which Chyler doesn’t die at the end of Forward Unto Dawn. I really liked her and thought she was a good opposite for Lasky, and wanted to take a peek at what things might look like for them 30+ years down the road. It’s fluffy and flirty and some of the dialogue makes me facepalm at myself. See below:

“Who also looks quite edible in his dress whites.”

“Edible?”

“You were wearing your dress whites the first time I saw you again.”

Tom thought for a moment. “I don’t remember what you were wearing.”

“I was also wearing my dress whites,” Chyler said. “Everyone at Twilight’s Last Gleaming’s christening was in dress whites.”

“Oh.” Tom nodded to himself as the memory pieced together. “Yeah.”

“Do you really not remember?”

“I remember the christening. And I remember seeing you.”

“You saw me but not what I was wearing?”

“I don’t know when you’re going to figure out that men really are every bit as clueless as we’re rumored to be, Chy.”

“Even when I looked the same as everyone else?” Chyler asked through an incredulous laugh.

Tom smiled at her. “You definitely did not look the same as everyone else.”

Chyler regarded him like a judge deciding his fate. “Good recovery,” She said after a second.

I call this the Faramir Timeline in my head, because of Tolkien’s line that “[Faramir] wandered in, I don’t know where he came from, I didn’t want him, but I like him.” This AU popped in my head and just wouldn’t let go. I didn’t really want it, since domestic fluff isn’t my usual fare and I have enough AUs already. But, as I write it, I’m finding I do like it while it embarrasses me greatly because it’s cheesier than a stadium full of Green Bay Packers fans.

Lasky has serious Faramir energy too, probably why I love him seeing as Faramir WAS my first literary crush.

It was supposed to be a one-shot, now it’s a two-shot at least. I typically don’t get super invested in ships, but Halo seems to bring out my wild side for some reason. Repeat, send help.

I may put this idea in my B5Haloverse as it would mean one fewer character to invent and also solve the Where In The World Is Infinity’s XO problem, but that universe isn’t solid enough yet to say if these two would fit there.

Why did this low-budget webseries decide to take up permanent residence in my brain. SEND. HELP.