Lack-of-Sleep (Lackadaisical4298)



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    Despite her sunny disposition, Lucifer's heir is still the Anti-Christ. Her ascension heralds the beginning of the end. But Charlie has no intention to follow the script - she'll save everyone, from the lowliest sinner to the Devil himself.

    Charlie spoke to the sound of a roar, like storms, like thunder.

    “This is my hotel, dad. My dream. My domain. No one gets to lie to me here, not even you. Tell me the real reason for the Exterminations. Just…be honest with me. Please.”

    And as her final ‘please’ hung in the air, the Devil’s expression changed one more time. Like how his perfectly blank expression revealed every previous emotion on his face to be nothing more than a painted mask for others to see, now even that blank canvas was stripped away to show what was truly underneath - a black despair, fathomless beyond mortal comprehension, resembling nothing so much as that crawling void she had glimpsed a lifetime ago at the heart of Hell.

    “I…can’t,” Lucifer said simply.

    And then he was gone. No flicker of magic or flash of a portal. Just gone.

    Or: Charlie herself is Lucifer's greatest lie, because the truth is too terrible to bear.

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    28 Oct 2025

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    Great stuff. Adheres closer to Abrahamic religion then the show, while also having its own twists. Wish more fanfics did shit like that

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    In 297 After Conquest, a group of waylaid sailors return to King's Landing with news. A foreign, unknown land has made itself known off the southern shores of Essos.

    Meanwhile, Jon suffers from bizarre visions and dreams of colored fire, dragons, and a woman with a gloam-colored left eye.

    And so, once again—

    "The fallen leaves tell a story..."

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    14 Oct 2025

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    Good shit. Need more ER and ASOIAF fics imo

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    The Canvas was destroyed when Verso's soul stopped painting. The end of a long reign of suffering was over.

    And then it came back.

    Gustave died. He knows that much. He was dead. But now he's back on the ship on the day after the Gommage of everyone who was 33 years old, and now he's back on his way to the continent to repeat the cycle of destruction. But he isn't alone. It quickly becomes apparent that Lune, Sciel, and Maelle are back, too. And they have a plan to save as many lives as possible. And to defeat the painters. Plural. Because that is a thing, apparently.

    To Gustave's worry, this plan revolves around Maelle and a man named Verso. A man who will save Maelle on the beach just as he did last time.

    But something about this whole things is strange, and this group of survivors they have gathered slowly begin to uncover conspiracies that extend far beyond the problems of their canvas.

    Because for Maelle, it's been four years since the canvas was destroyed, and she swears on her brother's grave she wasn't the one to repaint it.

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    27 Sep 2025

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    Glad to see this game getting the love it deserves

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    "A half-blood child of the eldest gods, shall reach sixteen against all odds." Who decided the sons of Kronos met the criteria for eldest gods? There are older gods. Elder Gods. And They have been watching. See with the vision granted to your mind, oh Child of Prophecy. For reality is a lie. Your very existence is a flaw. An anomaly. A bend in Fate. And if Fate can bend, then it can break.

    Everything is different. Nothing has changed.

    Open your eyes...

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    03 Sep 2025

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    Fucking gorgeous

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    “This is magic, Jon.” Said Robb, fervently. “This is some sort of hellish magic, the work of the Other himself. Who else would benefit from turning back time and undoing a war that saved the lives of every man, woman and child in Westeros, except the demons who lost? Father and Ser Rodrik have taught me how to lead men, and fight men who live and bleed, but this? This dream of yours, that wasn’t a dream at all? It’s absolutely fucking mad.”

    Jon Snow had made a life for himself beyond The Wall, after he was banished for Queenslaying. A happy life. A life he had always wanted.

    And then, one day, he woke up in Winterfell, twenty years ago.

    What began as a dream turns into a nightmare as he discovers that something is not content with 'merely' the Long Night being averted, and no matter how many times he falls chasing an unknowable, impossible quest, it refuses to let him stay dead. Once, he followed a woman who dreamed of Breaking the Wheel. Now, the Wheel will Break him.

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    20 Sep 2024

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    I live for this fic, and I'm so glad it's been updated

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