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Post-Canon/Ending Divergence
They hadn't been fighting, not really. Higgs had been toying with him, his need for attention lusting to have him in a manner that eschewed anything but simple entertainment. And yet, amidst strained muscles, calloused fingertips burning atop an electrical guitar, when Higgs had stared at him, had sung Lou's lullaby with nothing but despair mistaken for hope, fate mistaken for a chance, he had never felt more connected to anyone.
He'd lunged at him in an act he could not label violence.
or; Sam somehow made Higgs return from the beach, and while everything should have been handled by Drawbridge, Die-Hardman calls him with a weird order request to deliver a certain individual
fic title from "The Unforgiven" by Metallica
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'A birthday cake?' Verso repeated Gustave's words, instantly catching his eyes. 'Didn't know it was my birthday.'
'No, I know it's not,' Gustave laughed and opened a cupboard, taking out two plates.
'What's the reason then?' Verso blurted, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear, and crossed his arms.
Gustave's glance flickered to the gesture. His breath instinctively turned shaky, and he rubbed his prosthetic hand over his arm. 'I don't know…just because? Some bird chittered that you liked sweets, so I… uhm –
or; some cake for Verso, some more cake for Gustave in the bedroom - that's it. that's the plot.
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madness, as love, teeters on the edge of fear by ghostwrittendiary
Fandoms: Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Video Game)
13 Jul 2025
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Post-Canon/Canon Continuation - Maelle's Ending
played the ending, cried a bit - created this for anyone who wants to cry some more (my headcanons are a prison)
He wasn’t mad at him, was he? He had realised how stupid his idea was when he’d searched for that brush, had cursed himself when he’d place it beneath his eye, had lost it when he’d seen those brown eyes, filled with nothing but fear. But he’d seen the stars up in the sky, he thought he could reach them, he’d really thought he could, only this once, manage to –
They would fade. He knew. He wasn't skilled enough. Even after more than sixty years, he wasn’t skilled enough to accept his face again.
or; WHY HASN'T ANYONE WRITTEN ABOUT VERSO'S MISSING SCARS IN THE EPILOGUE YET
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during reverberating nights by ghostwrittendiary
Fandoms: Castlevania: Nocturne (Cartoon)
09 Jun 2025
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Set AFTER S2Ep8 - Canon Continuation
‘I should kill you.’ It wasn’t a yell. Neither a sob. Simply a murmur. ‘I should end you.’
All warmth faded from his breath, from his touch, as he pressed his hand against Olrox' collarbone. Letting his cheek fall to the mattress, he met Mizrak’s stare. His hand started trembling all on its own.
Mizrak’s expression worse than when he’d told him he was afraid of dying.
‘Then, why do my teeth chatter?’
I had to get this out of my system. They're occupying my every thought.