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A compilation of microfics from @vouxel on twitter and fics from tumblr: part 2
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- Part 4 of Apheleon Chronicles
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The cage serves a dual purpose of protection and confinement. The bird longs for the world outside it.
A compilation of microfics from @vouxel on twitter: part 1
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- Part 1 of Apheleon Chronicles
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- English
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- Part 3 of Apheleon Chronicles
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- English
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Do you believe in second chances?
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- Part 2 of Falling Lights
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- English
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based on this OTP prompt: http://otpprompts.tumblr.com/post/105652842538/imagine-your-otp-slow-dancing-to-asleep-by-the#notes
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- Part 1 of Falling Lights
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- English
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Apheleon Chronicles by Silverne, Vouxels (xav)
Fandom Dragon Nest (Video Game), Original Work
04 Mar 2019
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a few stuffs compiled and written by 3 bored and high twitter users who's not really sure what to do with their lives.
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After giving up his heart, P wakes up in his father's office, but nothing is like it used to.
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18 Feb 2026
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“Romeo,” Carlo said softly. Romeo couldn’t help but be entranced by the way Carlo’s eyes met his, a warm brown instead of a piercing blue, to marvel at the fact that the two of them were somehow sitting together in the ruins of the opera house. That they were together at last.
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Carlo pieces Romeo back together on the floor of the Opera House. But is this Carlo the one that Romeo remembers?
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18 Feb 2026
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A figure stands before him.
Carlo flinches, startling at the sight. He instinctively takes a step back, feet slipping over scattered cards. He fumbles on the floor for only a moment before scrambling to his feet, upright once more, eyes racing to find whatever lay in the darkened corner.
Before him a figure dark and looming stands, its eyes a piercing lance, its face a mirrored reflection of Carlo’s own.
Carlo stares up at the figure. The puppet called P stares back.
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Carlo is enjoying his new life, free from the past. But when P returns, Carlo begins to question what's truly real. How can the broken puppet be here now? And what revelations will his appearance bring?
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17 Feb 2026
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you’ve got the love i need to see me through by elphaels
Fandoms: Lies of P (Video Game)
01 Jan 2026
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Urged forward by his determination to prevent a cruel and unfair end for one Lea Florence Monad and those she holds dear, the Tracker arrives at the Rose Estate immediately following the Blood Artist’s demise, rescuing both mentor and apprentice from the steadily encroaching doom that would’ve sought them out otherwise, long before it can arrive to claim them in its talons.
From there, the Tracker hides Lea and Romeo away from the world as it begins to fall apart around them in earnest, giving them the time they need to recover from their respective injuries, heal a number of not so physical wounds too, and eventually readjust to a Krat that will be utterly unfamiliar to what they remember.
Bookmarked by xav
11 Jan 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
And yet seeing her apprentice in the flesh again (or some real-but-not real approximation of him, at least) Lea could palpably identify how different the two of them had actually been. They had the same face, but starkly different eyes; warm earthen soil versus cool limpid sapphire.
But that wasn't even the main difference, not to Lea. No, the main difference was found in that of their expressions; the same face but two entirely different dispositions, and that was enough to make the deviations between them almost astronomical in Lea’s eyes.
The kind stranger had been a soft spoken, passive sort. He showed emotion more through action than through words or anything he would conspicuously show on his face. But that wasn't to say that he didn't emote at all, far from it.
The looks he had revealed to Lea were small and delicate things; wispy smiles and tender glances. They were discreet and soft little moments in time, as unobtrusive and benign as the snowflakes that had drifted diffidently from the sky.
Carlo had not been like that. While the stranger might’ve been like snow, Carlo was like hail.
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If there’s one thing P has discovered he likes even more than music, it's dancing.
Or, two very different dances in P and Romeo's lives.
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13 Feb 2026
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“Do you want to lead?” P asks, suddenly feeling shy as he looks up at Romeo from beneath his lashes. Venigni had taught him how, but he wants to offer the role to Romeo first. Mainly because — “You’re taller.”
Romeo’s bitten-off laugh sounds a touch hysterical, but he nods again and offers P his hand nonetheless.