#trese headcanons

[jolllyspaghetti]

basilio couldn't wait

[smolla-than-a-bug]

Hey! I saw your requests open, can you write a Basilio x reader (idc if it’s female, but if you’re comfortable pls use gender neutral) where reader wears glasses once (1) and Basilio finds it hot and they end up doing the nasty? Thank you!

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basilio x reader

navi | trese m.list

content — nsfw, gn!reader, smut under the cut, mirror fucking, hinted blowjob, glasses kink(?), unedited

notes — is the trese fandom even still alive i havent heard fr them in a while help 😭 sorry this took so long! i kept it gender neutral for u i hope u enjoy :)

You desperately gasped for air, eyes barely open when Basilio takes his massive length out of your mouth. Your lenses are all fogged up, and you can barely see a thing.

“Tsk,” Basilio clicks. He uses his hand to cup your jaw sweetly, a stark contrast to the dark, carnal expression on his face. He pushes the frame of your glasses up your nose bridge using two sticky fingers. Something about the grin he puts on is a little sinister, you can’t help but shudder in anticipation. “Show me your face, baby.”

You weakly lift your head, already tired from the night’s festivities, but Basilio isn’t having any of that. You’d completely underestimated his stamina and voracity. You’ve never seen him this way before.

He adjusts your bodies on the bed so that you’re both facing the mirror by the foot of the mattress. He sits you on top of him and loops a beefy arm under your armpit, holding you securely against him. His tip nudges your ass lightly. Your arm comes around his head to grab a hold of his hair. You grip a chunk of his long locks and wrap it around your fist, prepared to brace yourself for dear life. Basilio’s big, and you don’t quite know if you’ll ever get used to the initial feeling of him filling your insides. You whimper as he begins to prep your hole. You can already feel the way he’s about to destroy your insides.

His fingers squeeze your jaw as he forces eye-contact through the mirror before your bodies. “You see me?”

“Yeah, I… see you?”

“That a question or an answer?” Basilio chuckles seeing you squint. He licks his lips, guiding your head so your eyes catch every movement—a wordless command to watch is imprinted in your head. “You ready?” He pushes your glasses up again, leaning to whisper directly into your ear. “Make sure these don’t fall off, else I’m not letting you cum.”

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trese taglist — @lumpiang-toge @binibiningbabaylan @marinac15 @effmigentlywithachainsaw @disappointmentpastry @minshookie29 @victoireshaven

[from-a-reckless-writer]

omg ok you don't know me but i feel like you'll appreciate this so here i go: can we talk about how the kambal willingly incapacitate themselves/deliberately stunt their strength every time they put the masks on and what that might imply for the last battle where they deliberately PUT THE MASKS BACK ON THE SECOND THEY GET AWAY FROM THEIR DAD'S MIND CONTROL hahahaha it makes me go insane.

OKAY OKAY LOVE HOW THIS IMPLIES THAT THE KAMBAL SOMETIMES HAVE ISSUES WITH WHERE THEIR STRENGTH COMES FROM AND ACTIVELY TRIES TO SHY AWAY FROM IT. (Like maybe theyre scared that if they unleash their full potential it'll awaken something in them that they won't like *ehem daddy issues*) But they also know how much they can help if they use it for good. AND IT'S LIKE THE MASK HELPS THEM REALIZE THAT. It's their tether that this is what the Trese clan means to them and the masks reinforce the sentiment. Thats why even though it looks like they regulate their strength, the masks helps them feel at ease with using their powers. NOT TO MENTION THEY LOOK FUCKING COOL WITH THEM ON.

[ugh-tsumu]

Crispin and Basilio as the bassist and the drummer of the band you sing for. Tapos nagpapasikatan sa skillz nila during your gig para magpa-impress sa'yo. And ending, di marinig boses mo.

[eydi-andrius]

Macho Dancer sa Umaga, Alipin ni Bossing sa Gabi | THE KAMBAL - TRESE

So I wrote this prompt after I saw the trending farmer in the morning and macho dancer at night guy who was able to earn a lot by his part-time work and was able to build his dream home. I can’t help but think that Basilio and Crispin will suggest doing this. LOL :P

Language: In Filipino (I just think this will be cuter in our language lol)

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Tahimik ang tanghali sa paligid ng The Diabolical. Mainit kasi kaya wala ang normal na ingay ng mga chismosa sa labas at maingay na ugong ng tricycle.

Sa loob, maririnig ang mahinang pagsipol ni Hank na nakatayo sa likod ng counter habang pinupunasan ang mga bote ng alak sa estante.

Ang kambal naman ay nasa pinaka sulok ng bar. Si Crispin ay nakataas ang paa, nakasandal ang katawan sa upuan at nakangangang natutulog. Habang si Basilio ay nakakunot ang noong nagii-scroll sa facebook.

“Tangina!” Hiyaw ni Basilio na natumba pa ang upuan dahil sa biglaan pagtayo.

Sa lakas ng mura nito at nage-echong ingay ng bumagsak na upuan, ay naalimpungatan si Crispin at nagmadaling tumayo ngunit dahil sa pwesto ng paa bumigay ang lamesa at pumalkda sa sahig.

Si Hank naman ay napamura at nabitawan ang hawak na bote.

Maririnig din ang lakas ng yabag ng paang tumatakbo sa second floor. Niluwa ng pinto ang hinihingal na Alex na kasuot pa ng green na tank top at gloves dahil nasa kalagitnaan ng training nang makarinig ng malakas na sigaw.

“Anong nangyayari rito!?” Nag-aalalang tanong nito.

“Kuya Crispin! Tara rito!” Utos ni Basilio na tila hindi narinig ang nangyari sa paligid niya.

Aray… mahinang reklamo ni Crispin na dahan-dahang tumayo mula sa pagkahiga sa sahig. Hinihimas pa nito ang napuruhang pwet sa pagbagsak kanina.

“Putangina mo, Basilio! Bakit ka ba sumisigaw sa tanghaling tapat?” Nakakunot ang noo nitong lumapit sa pwesto ng kapatid.

Ngunit imbis na sumagot ay tinapat lamang ni Basilio ang selpon sa harap ng kuya niya.

Kaya inilapit na lang ni Crispin ang mukha para makita ang pinapabasa sa kanya.

Nagtataka naman si Hank at Alex ng makita ang kambal na tumingin sa isa’t-isa at ngumiti na parang nakaisip ng magandang ideya.

“Bossing!” Sabay nilang tawag.

Kumunot ang noo ng dalawa.

“Ano bang tingin mo kung magdadagdag tayo ng dancing pole dito sa bar? Tuwing umaga lang dahil busy tayong maglutas ng kaso tuwing gabi.” Sabay pa rin nilang sabi habang pinapasayaw ang mga kilay.

[jolllyspaghetti]

headcanon that the twins are big swifties <3

they definitely jam out to shake it off while on missions

[smolla-than-a-bug]

trese boys + things my guy friends do

ft. crispin, basilio, tapia, dominic, maliksi

navi | trese m.list

content — gn!reader

notes — sweet but stupid LMAO saw someone do this for hq, thought of doing one for trese! i’m making hcs for now so i can ease back into writing longer stuff :>

—crispin

gives u song recs and makes u spotify playlists

You unlock your phone and the first thing you see is a message that says hey have u heard this song? with a link attached below. You say you haven’t.

listen to it rn

have u heard of the artist at least?

Again, you say you haven’t.

WHAT

okay brb gimme like 5 mins

He comes back with another link, but it’s a link to a playlist this time. It’s filled mostly with songs of the artist he was talking about earlier along with other artists that make similar sounding music. You’re familiar with some, but before you’re able to completely scroll through the entire playlist, your eyes catch its title and you don’t know how your eyes had just skimmed over it. ‘y/n boboshit’

You quickly go back to your conversation to cuss him out for that.

HAHAHAHAHAHA 😛

okok whatever lets do a listening party

—basilio

spams u on text/rings ur phone to get ur attention when he watches a horror movie so u’ll keep him company bc he’s “scared”

hey whered u go. Your phone pings—another message. You’re so close to blocking him.

hoy come back

HOY ANO BA

DONT LEAVE ME HOY

You can’t escape him. Your phone sounds off with new notifications, one after the other, until finally, your ringtone goes off, and you have had it. “What?” you hiss out once you pick up, only for the call to be ended just as soon as you did. You type out the words ‘what the fuck’. The response is instant.

i cant talk to u over the phone stupid

im in the cinema remember 💀

stay w me tho im getting scared HAHAHAHA

You roll your eyes. This man deals with creatures of the night for a living, and he’s scared of horror movies? Yeah, okay.

—tapia

once tried to watch a movie w u through discord but couldn’t figure out how to share the screen with audio so u ended up watching the movie separately while on video call

You laugh as you switch to the other tab. On the other end of the line, Tapia’s counting down for both of you. “Okay, okay, play.”

A few minutes pass, and your laptop lags. You mentally curse your internet server before letting Tapia know that your movies probably aren’t in sync anymore.

“Huh? Okay, what timestamp are you on. I’m at 14:57.”

“11:43,” you read aloud.

When he says he’ll rewind his to match yours and starts counting down again for you to hit the play button at the same time, he sighs out, “This is so stupid.”

You both burst out laughing.

“Shut up, I don’t know how to use Discord.”

—dominic

encourages you to rant because he both finds it amusing and wants to know the tea

“…the chicken was fine when I put it in the pan. I turn around for a second and bam! Fire! I don’t even know how the fuck that happened! And, you know…”

You’ve been ranting for hours about how shitty your day has been, and Dominic’s been listening intently over video call. He laughs a lot and he reacts occasionally, saying things like ‘Damn’, ‘Whaaaat’, or ‘For real?’ to egg you on.

You sighed once you finished covering all the events of your day, slumping in your seat. Unbeknownst to you, Dominic made a mental note to send over some comfort food to hopefully lift your spirits.

—maliksi

picks u up at midnight for a spontaneous drive to starbucks in tagaytay

are u awake?, read the new notification on your phone. You drop your textbook and highlighter for a while to reply that, yes, you are awake and that you were just studying. Now seems like a good time for a break though.

Not even a minute passed after you hit send, and you’re already getting a new notification. good coz im outside.

Outside where? Outside as in outside my place?

get dressed. come out. lets go tags

He’s insane for showing up in the dead of the night, not to mention without warning, but you’re equally as insane for actually complying. Putting on sweats and a jacket, you make your way out the door, and there he was, reaching over the passenger’s seat to push the door open for you.

Once you’re settled in, he takes off, disconnecting his phone from the bluetooth speakers of his car as he went. “Connect your phone. You play music.”

© smolla-than-a-bug, 2021. please do not copy or repost my works. reblogs are appreciated!

trese tag list — @lumpiang-toge @binibiningbabaylan @marinac15 @effmigentlywithachainsaw

[smolla-than-a-bug]

hcs for trese characters on how they would celebrate/ surprise on their friend y/n's birthday? :00

trese characters when it’s your birthday

incl. alexandra, crispin, basilio, tapia, dominic, maliksi

navi | trese m.list

content — gn!reader, conyo basilio HAHAHA, alcohol consumption in mal’s part

notes — omg funfunfun !! :DD if it happens to be ur bday, HAPPY BIRTHDAAAY 🥳🎉 on another note, its been raining all day and tho i personally enjoy the weather, yall stay safe out there!

—alexandra

puts together a small birthday celeb w ur friends and family

Alexandra stands off to the side after laying out the food on the dining table, sighing softly to herself as she fondly watches you greet friends and family members you haven’t seen in a while. The sight of you so happy to reunite with your loved ones on a special occasion pulls at her heartstrings and she can’t help the tugging on the corners of her mouth.

“Yiee, ate Alex is smiling!” she hears behind her. At that, she turns around and one cold look from her has the culprit shutting up.

She goes to find you in the small crowd, but you find her first, surprising her by hugging her from behind. “You didn’t have to do this for me,” you whined.

Alexandra merely smiled. “I wanted to.”

—crispin

takes u thru a day-long adventure of exploiting ur birthday benefits

You roll your eyes at Crispin, who’s currently hiding behind the camera of his phone and shamelessly giggling for the fourth time that day. The sound of a tambourine being shaken and slapped against a palm reaches your ears and you know what’s about to come. Sure, you get to eat for free, but at what cost?

A small cupcake with a lit candle is placed in front of you. You plaster a smile on your face in thanks to the waiters. “Happy birthday!” they start to sing, like you haven’t heard it from the last three restaurants Crispin dragged you to and even from a few stores that offer free birthday gifts for celebrants. Like any sane person, you awkwardly sit through the song, struggling to keep your flustered expression at bay. All you’re thinking about is how you’re going to break Crispin’s phone if he doesn’t delete all the embarrassing videos he’s taken of you within the whole day. With every singsong ‘Happy birthday’ that you hear, your murderous thoughts only worsen for Crispin and his phone.

—basilio

plans a picnic (he saw it on tiktok once)

“Ta-daa!” says Basilio, pulling out a box and two wine glasses from the basket by his thigh and laying it on the blanket you’re seated on.

A round cake, with a pit in the middle, iced in a chunky white crumb coat, and decorated with assorted sprinkles and your favorite candies sits in the middle of you both. Written in colorful icing are little greeting messages from himself, Crispin, Hank, and the Treses. Without a doubt, you know he spent all night making the cake on top of putting together the whole picnic basket. Your heart swells, and you coo out loud without meaning to.

It seems Basilio mistook your cooing at his thoughtfulness for a form of mockery for his obvious lack of baking experience as he blushes and huffs. “Don’t judge! Oo na, deins ako cakerist. (I’m not a ‘cakerist’.)”

—tapia

king of sentimental gifts :<

Your friends thought it was a good idea to throw you a little surprise party, and seeing as you had no idea who their guest list was comprised of, you would just keep getting surprised whenever anyone else made their way through the front doors. Just when you thought there would be no more guests since it’s been halfway through the party, the doorbell rang and there stood a disheveled looking Tapia, already embarrassed at having been late for your birthday. But you gave it no thought as you launched yourself onto him. “Mr. Sergeant Tapia, sir! You’re here!”

He laughed before handing you your gifts. A plushie of your favorite animal and a bouquet of flowers. You couldn’t help but let your face morph in awe and overwhelming sensations of gratitude. “Aww! Thank you, I love them!”

Later on, he gave you a follow-up gift in private, instructing you to open it when you get home. Inside the envelope were a bunch of ‘Open When’ notes, and your first instinct was to call him, whining into the microphone.

—dominic

treats u throughout the whole day

Dominic trails behind you, though not too far, along with two of his henchmen assigned to carry whatever shopping bags you had. That morning, he’d been the first to greet you, and since he couldn’t decide what to get you for a gift, he thought: Why not let you decide for yourself? and handed you his black card.

You initially declined, telling him he was insane for letting you borrow his card, but he repeatedly reassured you that it was fine. If you wanted to go browse for clothes for an extended amount of time, go to the spa for a self-care treat for both you and him, finally buy that book you’ve been wanting, get a restock on the art materials you recently ran out of, or even just do your groceries, he’d simply follow you and egg you on, encouraging you to spend more for yourself because you deserve the treat.

He’d laughed at you when you pulled up a dress shirt and bought it for him, suggesting that the color brought out his eyes or something along the lines of that, because of course you’d bring him into consideration during a shopping spree meant for you.

—maliksi

plans a whole weekend getaway for u w all ur close friends

Your friends cheered and raised their shot glasses when a cake with sparklers for candles was brought to your table. You made sure to snap a photo to post on your Instagram story.

You made it to the Airbnb right in the middle of the afternoon—the perfect time to explore the area, nearby waters, and landmarks. After the day’s adventures, your friends lead you to an open bar along the beach to finally and properly celebrate your birthday.

Flashes of their phone cameras were all you could see as you made a wish and blew out the sparklers with cheers and random greetings piping up from all around the bar. Maliksi had his arm protectively wrapped around your shoulder, and you giddily clung onto his limb as your friends toasted to your birth, grateful for the trip he dragged you all along to.

© smolla-than-a-bug, 2021. please do not copy or repost my works. reblogs are appreciated!

trese tag list — @lumpiang-toge @binibiningbabaylan @marinac15 @effmigentlywithachainsaw @disappointmentpastry @minshookie29