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Title: Nevermore
Writer:
otaku_attack
Fandom: Princess Tutu
Characters/Pairings: Fakir, Raven!Mytho. Mentions of others. Raven!Mytho/Fakir if you squint really hard enough
Genre/Rating: Horror/Suspense/Tragedy/etc. ; T-M due to slight squickiness
Word Count: 1,842
Summary: Quoth the raven, "And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, and the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor..." "Fakir, you remember how the story ended, don't you? How it really ended? I wonder, did anyone actually live at the end? Sure, they're dead and gone, but that doesn't mean those of us left didn't die on the inside, you know."
Warnings/Disclaimers/etc.: Alright, this part is a must-read! This fic is mostly horror genre, which means it contains mentions of mild gore, insanity (in the sense of trouble distinguishing reality from fiction) and character death, so if that squicks you, then DON'T READ. I'm serious, if those kinds of things make you uncomfortable, then this is not the fic for you.How creepy you ask? Let's just say that Mytho's comment about Kraehe dying her lips red with his blood is, more or less, actually put into practice. Long story short, is it dark?. Very. (Also a warning of my paranoid notions and constant worry of out of characterness, especially for Fakir, as well as being inexperienced in writing for the PT fandom) Makes references to Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven", which was the inspiration behind writing this. More notes of interest at the writing journal for those interested
You can read it either here at FFN or here at
molotovkittens (my writing journal)
((I know for some of you that horror might not be your cup of tea, but I guess I'm, unfortunately, a morbid person and the story behind this fic seemed like a great one at the time.Either that or the plot bunny that wouldn't go away is a morbid bunny. I'll try to make my fics much happier in the future. (I'm capable of it, really!) Also, I tagged it "alternate universe", because I'm pretty sure the universe I described is definitely nothing like the original one they're from, but I could be wrong. Anyway, for those of you that do decide to read it, I hope it's to your liking))
Writer:
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Fandom: Princess Tutu
Characters/Pairings: Fakir, Raven!Mytho. Mentions of others. Raven!Mytho/Fakir if you squint really hard enough
Genre/Rating: Horror/Suspense/Tragedy/etc. ; T-M due to slight squickiness
Word Count: 1,842
Summary: Quoth the raven, "And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, and the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor..." "Fakir, you remember how the story ended, don't you? How it really ended? I wonder, did anyone actually live at the end? Sure, they're dead and gone, but that doesn't mean those of us left didn't die on the inside, you know."
Warnings/Disclaimers/etc.: Alright, this part is a must-read! This fic is mostly horror genre, which means it contains mentions of mild gore, insanity (in the sense of trouble distinguishing reality from fiction) and character death, so if that squicks you, then DON'T READ. I'm serious, if those kinds of things make you uncomfortable, then this is not the fic for you.
You can read it either here at FFN or here at
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((I know for some of you that horror might not be your cup of tea, but I guess I'm, unfortunately, a morbid person and the story behind this fic seemed like a great one at the time.