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[aquarian-queen]

Fear the Walking Dead | T. Otto

For those interested to read, I want to share my current Troy Otto x OC series.

Status of each part

Book 1: At the Edge of Misery - ✔️

Book 2: Children of Violence - ✔️

Book 3: Flesh And Bone - ✔️

Book 4: The World We Live In - 🚧👨‍💻

S8 Canon Short Story: Better Suited For This World - ✔️

PSA: English is not my native language, so I apologize in advance for any spelling/grammar errors. Also do read the tags of the fics to decide if it is something you want to read. I am open to constructive (respectful) criticism!

[aquarian-queen]

hope all is well. missing cristine and troy 🥹

Hi anon,

Seeing your message after logging in after so long makes me feel good. I am missing our favorite couple too!. I've been slowly working on the next chapter, but not 100% satisfied with things just yet.

Hope to drop something asap

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[aquarian-queen]

Might post a little fanart of Troy soon 😬

[aquarian-queen]

Chapters: 37/? Fandom: Fear the Walking Dead (TV), The Walking Dead (TV), The Walking Dead & Related Fandoms, Fear The Walking Dead - Fandom Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Troy Otto/Original Female Character(s), Troy Otto/Original Character(s), Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Troy Otto, Jake Otto, Blake Sarno, Cooper (Fear The Walking Dead), Alicia Clark, Nick Clark, Madison Clark (Fear the Walking Dead), Jeremiah Otto, Original Female Character(s), Original Female Character(s) of Color, Original Characters, Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Zombie Apocalypse, Apocalypse, Post-Apocalypse, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Blood and Injury, Blood and Gore, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Child Abuse, Past Abuse, Explicit Language, Revenge, Emotional Manipulation, Blood and Violence, Slow Romance, Complicated Relationships, Manipulative Relationship, Platonic Female/Male Relationships, Platonic Romance, Platonic Relationships, Developing Relationship, Unhealthy Relationships, Racism, Survival, Fear the Walking Dead (TV) Season 3, Dysfunctional Family, Family Issues Series: Part 4 of Fear the Walking Dead | T. Otto Summary:

"Troy, stop," Cristine demanded. She didn't look at him, not even when she felt him cage her entirely between the door and himself, arms at either side of her body with his hands pressing into the door. Her eyes fluttered from the building pressure in her sockets. The upper corner of her lips twitched from holding back her urge to scream and cry at the same time.

This wasn't right.

Troy saw it all in front of him like a recorded movie and whispered, "not until you tell me the truth. Say that I'm right." Cristine didn't say anything for a long time and didn't want to argue, not when she wasn't sure what it would mean if she would fold under Troy's pressure and admit it. The familiar streak in his voice made her breath hitch. It was the tone that balanced on the fringe of reason and excited madness. Cristine bit her lower lip and glared at the floor. She didn't want to talk about this anymore, not when emotions started to run high and the thread of reason and insanity blurred. It was like toppling into the depth of everything dark and perverse of waiting to swallow them both whole with imminent ruin and self-destruction.

Like always, they were operating at Troy's pace.

[aquarian-queen]

Hope all is well 🥹 loving the story as always. Fingers crossed that Troy and Cristine really make up soon. Take care of yourself and take the time to come up with an ending you’re satisfied with! But I know whatever you come up with will be beautiful! Much love 😇😇

Hi, I'm well. Just a little burnt out and demotivated lately. Yeah, they will no worries, not in the way you'll expect but it's needed. I do have some good future cristine x troy scenes in my drafts but for now I need to wrap up the main story.

Thank you so much for this lovely message anon. Hope I can share something asap, my latest chapters needs some last minute refining.

[aquarian-queen]

Chapters: 36/? Fandom: Fear the Walking Dead (TV), The Walking Dead (TV), The Walking Dead & Related Fandoms, Fear The Walking Dead - Fandom Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Troy Otto/Original Female Character(s), Troy Otto/Original Character(s), Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Troy Otto, Jake Otto, Blake Sarno, Cooper (Fear The Walking Dead), Alicia Clark, Nick Clark, Madison Clark (Fear the Walking Dead), Jeremiah Otto, Original Female Character(s), Original Female Character(s) of Color, Original Characters, Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Zombie Apocalypse, Apocalypse, Post-Apocalypse, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Blood and Injury, Blood and Gore, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Child Abuse, Past Abuse, Explicit Language, Revenge, Emotional Manipulation, Blood and Violence, Slow Romance, Complicated Relationships, Manipulative Relationship, Platonic Female/Male Relationships, Platonic Romance, Platonic Relationships, Developing Relationship, Unhealthy Relationships, Racism, Survival, Fear the Walking Dead (TV) Season 3, Dysfunctional Family, Family Issues Series: Part 4 of Fear the Walking Dead | T. Otto Summary:

"Troy, stop," Cristine demanded. She didn't look at him, not even when she felt him cage her entirely between the door and himself, arms at either side of her body with his hands pressing into the door. Her eyes fluttered from the building pressure in her sockets. The upper corner of her lips twitched from holding back her urge to scream and cry at the same time.

This wasn't right.

Troy saw it all in front of him like a recorded movie and whispered, "not until you tell me the truth. Say that I'm right." Cristine didn't say anything for a long time and didn't want to argue, not when she wasn't sure what it would mean if she would fold under Troy's pressure and admit it. The familiar streak in his voice made her breath hitch. It was the tone that balanced on the fringe of reason and excited madness. Cristine bit her lower lip and glared at the floor. She didn't want to talk about this anymore, not when emotions started to run high and the thread of reason and insanity blurred. It was like toppling into the depth of everything dark and perverse of waiting to swallow them both whole with imminent ruin and self-destruction.

Like always, they were operating at Troy's pace.

[aquarian-queen]

Yay! So happy to hear you’re writing again. I’ve been missing Troy and Cristine 🥰🥰

yaaay! So happy too, to be able to write in general, and writing about them again.

I'll let it be known here first when i post the new chapters.

Thank you for your messages as always, anon. It feels good that there's still people enjoying my story.

[aquarian-queen]

So the next chapter is getting somewhere and if I like the premise, I'll post it soon

[aquarian-queen]

Happy New Year! Hope all is well 🫶

A belated new year!! Yes, I‘m doing well anon. Hope you’re doing great, too

[aquarian-queen]

Aw! Hope you get out of your slump soon, but no rush! Take your time and write something you enjoy when you’re ready 💖

Thank you anon. 🥺 hope I can get out of this slump soon. Your patience is appreciated ❤️💓

[aquarian-queen]

In a bit of a writing slump!! Noooo! 😭

[aquarian-queen]

Can’t wait for the next chapter 🥰

Aw thank you so much! Just so happens that my new chapter is out. Enjoy it all.

[aquarian-queen]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[aquarian-queen]

Busy with the next chapter. Hope I can post something soon

[noemitenshi]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Excerpt

‘You train under our eye or you don’t train at all’ – fuck [Walker for that].

And no one said a word about it. Well, at this point it wasn’t a surprise that Jake didn’t speak up. His silence wasn’t worth more than a contemptuous look – and that was what made Jake finally open his moth, his expression that of familiar disappointment. Troy didn’t need to hear him speak to know what he wanted to say; wanted to rebuke Troy, cow Troy. Just like that first day in the basement.

He turned away, gaze flying to Madison.

“And you?” he exclaimed, “You just gonna let him do this?”

To her credit, Madison didn’t flinch under his glare, nor his words. Met his eyes defiantly. Silently. Like he wasn’t worth an explanation. Fuck her, too.

“This your idea of revenge, huh? Inviting them into our homes. Letting them take control… Told you, you need more fight than that.” He spit that last part, his lips pulling into a snarl.

Something pained passed over her face, just for a second, then her gaze slid to her right. He followed it, understanding passing over him. Understanding and rage anew.

“Oh right, I forgot,” he said and almost sounded it, too, “the only thing you care about is your kids. The rest of us be damned.”

Again she was quiet. Because he was right. His lips curled distastefully, his whole face contorting with anger. And again she didn’t flinch.

[noemitenshi]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Excerpt

“Where’s Rosie?” 

Troy put the knife down and smirked, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned his hip against the counter and looked at her with a cocked head. 

“I don’t know. Have you checked the fridge?” 

For a second Ri contemplated taking the knife and holding it up in Troy’s face. But then she figured he’d probably think that was funny, and she wasn’t about to give him that. 

“You didn’t,” she said darkly instead. 

Troy’s grin grew, his eyes glinting in that way of his and he pursed his lips while cocking his head to the other side, glancing out the window over the sink. This worried Ri, but at the same time she was positive Troy would not have done something she specifically asked him not to. He wouldn’t. Not after everything. Would he? 

“I didn’t,” he admitted once the silence grew uncomfortable. 

Ri let out a breath, and Troy resumed his cutting. 

“I don’t understand why you’re getting your panties in a twist over this though, she’d be a good meal. Excellent for you to build up your strength, and I mean…you’ve had worse. It’s not like she’s a cat or something.”

The comment stung as badly as the resurfacing memory. And he was chuckling as he said it too. Ri had always loved animals, enjoyed family pets, ate meat scarcely back in the old world. She had told Troy about that low moment in confidence, he knew how much that had pained her, and here he was using it against her just because he wasn’t getting his way. She could feel her entire body tense up, her lips pressing together, fists balling, jaw clenched as she looked at Troy waiting for him to realize that he had taken it too far. 

“Fuck you,” she uttered when he looked at her with still that hint of a smile on his face. And she slammed the kitchen door shut on her way out.