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    Some days, Vergil thought he should have let himself fall into Hell.

    He had caught Dante’s hand by reflex, against his better judgement, against his pride. But once his brother held on, it had turned impossible to let go. The humiliation of defeat had tightened his chest with every step of their way back to the human world, filling the silence between them, burning away any words they had left. It stayed with Vergil long after he’d vanished, leaving Dante and the scorching memories behind.

    None of it compared to the utter hopelessness of watching a three-year-old child throw a tantrum on the floor while wearing pants stained from his diarrhea. And not just any three year old, his.

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    [Season 1 (fic 1-9)] A series of fic about Vergil slowly learning to dad, Baby Nero being the absolute cutest, and Uncle Dante edging his way back into their lives, through family dinner, camping trips, and other adventures. Starts with 3-yr-old Nero and will eventually progress through time.

    [Season 2 (fic 10-?)] A series of fic about Vergil recovering and reclaiming himself while Nero enters school for the first time and makes new friends.

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    14 Aug 2026

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    The first timeline ends in an elegy.

    The second becomes a requiem.

    The third timeline is an encore of the same chorus, of the well-worn melody that sings of a reluctant hero and a princess of spies.

    Yet the verses of the third timeline are different enough to change the whole song.

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    A canon-compliant take on what happened to Link and Zelda after the end of OoT.

    (Written to accompany the Wisdomverse Zelda comics, though this can also be read as a standalone fic.)

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    02 Aug 2026

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    It's been three years, four months, nineteen minutes, and six seconds into Grace's journey to Erid. He has not yet told Rocky how he ended up in space. Accidents happen and truths are finally told.
    Grace can't handle it.
    He really can't.

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    I lived with this hunger long before the Hail Mary. This is nothing new. I’m fine.

    Right up until Rocky asks another question.

    “When last time you touch other human person skin, question?”

    Oh. Oh no. “When I… a few days after I first woke up here.”

    Rocky starts to relax for a split second, but then tightens when something occurs to him.

    “Grace crewmates dead when you wake up. You said this, statement. You not even know your own name, remember nothing, see dead bodies, confirm?”

    I nod, because if I open my mouth I will gag.

    “When last time Grace touch ALIVE human person, question.”

    I swallow thickly. I don’t answer aloud because I know Rocky can hear the hitch in my breath. My stomach churns with fresh bile. He senses my vital signs tick over into stress patterns and goes very, very still again.

    “Grace. When last time, question.”

    I clench my jaw so hard my temples ache, and beg him with my eyes to just stop.

    “Grace. Please say not when… when Evil Stratt humans put you to sleep.”

    I can taste grass.

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    AKA: Grace starves for more than just food on the journey to Erid.

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    ''I used to think Fullmetal was a crude nod at your prosthetics...''

    Roy Mustang's words were laced with a thoughtful hum, and Edward tried not to feel hurt by the misassumption. Many heard his title and assumed it came down to his automail arm and leg. Ed had just hoped the Colonel - after everything - would've been different; that Mustang would've looked past Edward's ill-fitting uniform and cripplingly-heavy automail and only see him as a person.

    ''But,'' Mustang continued, pensive, ''I think they spelled your title wrong. You're not Fullmetal, you should be Fullmettle. As in, you are full of mettle.''

    Edward blinked, utterly baffled.

    ''Mettle, kid. M-E-T-T-L-E.''

    Mustang spelled it out for him. Literally. A genuine smile tugged at the Colonel's lips as he rumbled out a fleeting chuckle, affectionately sweeping a hand over the top of Edward's golden crown. The boy's throat constricted as an annoying warm blur suddenly invaded his vision. He had experienced more kind words and actions under this man's brief command than he had experienced in a long, long time.

    It was just a shame that it was only a temporary arrangement.

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