SplinteredRaven
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“You don’t even know what you’re fighting for. You’ve been spoonfed secondary vengeance. It has been shoved down your throat, and you swallowed it to please the only people left to you. It is the only thing you inherited, the only thing truly left.” He spoke simply, as if it was fact. As if he knew Melinoë, or knew half of the damage he caused.
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“Princess! Welcome back to the House of Hades!” He said, Hypnos, said with a lazy grin. “If you’re just now coming back, Zagreus won’t be too far off! Always a wreck when you return to the Styx before he does, haha!”
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OR, Melinoë doesn’t truly know why, or for who she is fighting. That can be fixed.
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- Part 4 of hades two fics!
Bookmarked by Raven (SplinteredRaven)
20 Apr 2026
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The Dragonguard finds a stranger in need of knightly aid.
(Or, Caldarus is found by the most unlikely (read very likely) people).Bookmarked by Raven (SplinteredRaven)
05 Mar 2026
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He just thinks that he's never gonna get to keep his promise and meet up with Thimble like he said.
A story of five times Occtis and Thimble promise to see each other later, and one time Occtis doesn't think he's going to get to keep that promise.
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- Part 1 of See You Later
Bookmarked by Raven (SplinteredRaven)
23 Feb 2026
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She hasn’t slept. And he knows, because he hasn’t either. The difference, though, is that he doesn’t need to now, and if she doesn’t start soon, things are going to get much more difficult for all of them.
And the thing is…he’s got so much more to tell her. So much more to say about how he feels and what she means to him. But he can’t. Not now, not as long as she’s in this state.
Reunited after tragedy, Occtis and Thimble share some memories and a heart-to-heart.
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- Part 2 of See You Later
Bookmarked by Raven (SplinteredRaven)
23 Feb 2026
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He’s about to take a breath to steady himself before he remembers how much he dislikes that feeling now. And it feels so wrong to breathe but he feels so… lost without it. He activates his bellows-lungs, trying to feel the way air rushes in, screwing his face up as he forces the motion. And it rushes, and the air comes and comes. But relief never follows. There is no satisfaction, no calm, no comfort. Occtis doesn’t know how to steady his nerves that no longer light up and flare but still feel fear. The emotion feels real, but there is no physicality associated with it. No pit in his stomach, no shivers, no shaking, no clammy palms. That just feels worse. Stuck with this feeling with no way to express or release it.
Or, five times Occtis explores his undeath with his companions and one time he starts to figure it out on his own.
Bookmarked by Raven (SplinteredRaven)
17 Feb 2026