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“I just didn’t think that an older person would support the fact that…” he clarified, pausing for a second, as if the muteness was meant to finish the sentence for him. Slowly, his eyes moved, meeting Juan's eyes as he said, “You know.”
And Juan did know.
OR: Juan doesn't like Graf back. Or, at least, that's what he thought before the date.
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Multi faltered for a second, “I just— fuck, okay, I haven’t eaten in a while. I can’t exactly go out and hunt, because these fuckass alarms don’t differentiate between me and the clone, so I won’t know if it comes to the lab, and I can’t have him rummaging through my shit while I waste my time eating.”
“You know that you could’ve just asked me to bring you something, right?”
“It has to be fresh. And big enough so that I can get full, because once I start, the hunger is going to get ten times worse.”
“...am I enough?” Quackity asked without a second passing, the question pushing onto his lips before he could really think it through.
But it was, admittedly, something that he wanted.
OR: Multi looks sick, and even though he isn't, Quackity still helps.
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- Part 4 of naukosick loose au
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“Is that— yes!” he stressed, his voice going higher. “Did you look at the video? You hadn't gone through the decontamination, you didn't even leave through the airlock, which is there for something, you know. You just teleported out, like the area isn't filled with radiation.”
Quackity furrowed his eyebrows, getting more and more confused with every word that Multi said.
“Why are you so pressed about this?”
"Oh, I don't know, maybe because now I have to find a cure or you will fucking die.”
OR: Multi is convinced that Quackity has radiations sickness. Quackity isn't so sure.
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- Part 3 of naukosick loose au
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They looked as if they were Quackity’s pride and joy.
He couldn't possibly not envy that.
The sight itself made him want to take the binding off — but he knew that he couldn’t, too aware that once his wings were free, he wouldn’t be able to put it back on for a few hours at least.
So instead of doing that, which would be stupid, he decided to do something even worse.
His hand reached out without control, his fingers slowly touching the top of Quackity’s wings, almost melting at how soft they were — for approximately two seconds, because that’s how long it took for the man to jump away from his touch.
OR: Multi is weirdly fascinated by Quackity's wings. Somehow, it's his wings that end up being taken care of (and some more).
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- Part 2 of naukosick loose au
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So he took another step forward, a swifter one this time, hand already on the handle, cracking open the door, just enough to see a bit of a painting on the opposite wall — the picture almost black, a barely visible white figure on it, its green eyes staring back at Quackity with so much intensity it felt like they were real, alive, looking like they just moved, stealing a breath out of him — before he was sharply shoved away from the entrance, the door immediately clicking shut again.
It all happened in a span of a few seconds, but he was still able to read the text on the painting, the LET ME BE YOUR GOD etched into his mind.
He tried to ignore it, taking a few steps backward, his balance completely off due to the pure strength of the push. When he looked up, Multi was already blocking his view, standing tall in front of him, his calm composure barely nipped at by some kind of anger — or was it frustration? Annoyance, fear, anxiety?
“Don't go in there,” he said, basically spitting out the words.
OR: the conversation that happened on 31st of March between Quackity and Multi, remastered.
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- Part 1 of naukosick loose au
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this is just a collection of my naukosick which are set loosely in the same AU. all the fics can be read as standalone, but some have references to other ones
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These Chains Around Your Neck by VerenaKauer
Fandoms: Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Video Game)
31 Jan 2026
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“I want to die.”
That gets his attention — Gustave’s eyes fly wide open, and he takes a step back. Like Verso is a lunatic who is better to be avoided. “I beg your pardon?”
“I want to die,” Verso repeats. “And I can’t do it on my own. You’re one of the smartest men in Lumière, you’re good with chroma. I need your help.”
Or: Verso is trying to find a way out. Gustave helps.
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18 May 2026
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In which Ewron discovers a new instinct in himself, but to his frustration, Nexe completely misunderstands it. Ewron becomes determined to show the dog hybrid that his stance should inspire terror and is NOT an invitation for a hug.
In other words, whenever Ewron feels threatened, he stands upright and raises his arms just like a red panda. Nexe finds it adorable.
TL;DR Five times Ewron unsuccessfully tried to get Nexe to take him seriously (and one time he succeeded).
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Bookmarked by Arkie (karemor)
13 Apr 2026
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When Seb discovers he's little more than a Red Bull science project, he finds it takes an Iceman to help him gain some perspective on what being human really means.
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20 Feb 2026
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“We don’ train for outside folks anymore if that’s what you search for.” He glances at Oscar's hand, holding the leash firmly, although he knows it’s not necessary. His mare behaves well. “Unless you intend to sell it, which will be another problem.”
“No, sir,” Oscar says, “C’mere for a job, they said in town about it, sir.”
Bookmarked by Arkie (karemor)
28 Aug 2025
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“U-S-of-A,’ George says drily. “Paired with Oxford, couple of other governments, you know how it is. They want us to go down there.”
Oscar lowers the files. Stares at George, who just stares back. “Down there?”
“Look, I voted against telling you. But Alex seems to think it would be mean to leave you out of research you worked on. I know you don’t share that sentiment, Piastri."
Or: There's a black hole in the centre of the Earth. Oscar Piastri is a Nobel-decorated physicist, with nothing to show for it but an addiction to cigarettes and a ring without a finger to put it on. These two things have more in common than one might think.
Bookmarked by Arkie (karemor)
24 Apr 2025