#coe33 fic

[anakinh]

COE33 Fic: do you think God stays in heaven because He, too, lives in fear of what He's created?

gen | complete one-shot | 1.5k words

summary: Young Verso and Clea visit a gestral beach

link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/78441136

characters: original verso dessendre, clea dessendre, aline dessendre (more of a quick cameo)

tags: pre-canon, fluff, humor

semi-inspired by this comic by comickergirl, which made me wonder if Painted Verso remembers who created the gestrals when attempting a gestral beach and hates himself more. he's not in this fic, though. it's just a cute childhood adventure.

[anakinh]

somewhat new COE33 Fic: the one that got away

relationship: verso dessendre/sciel

status: complete one-shot, 7.6k words

characters: sciel, original verso dessendre, monoco is there once or twice

tags: AU - gods and goddesses, angst and fluff, urban fantasy, reaper!sciel, demigod!verso, past sciel/pierre, past sciel/lune, mild eldritch shenanigans

summary:

"It turns out my mother is a god," Verso said, when he saw her approach. "And she never felt the need to tell her children." As explanations went, that was a pretty good one. Demigods always caused problems. "Is this going to keep happening?" Sciel asked. "You have to tell me if there's going to be a war. Wars are a very busy period for me. God-wars even more so." Verso looked down and shifted uncomfortably. "I hope not, but Clea is… we're just trying to eliminate the Cult of the Writer for now. Then maybe look for more of us. Ones that don't try to kill us." "That sounds like a war." "A small-scale conflict," Verso insisted. Sciel rolled her eyes. "Semantics." Verso smiled, then looked down. Rubbed the back of his neck. Shifted nervously. "What?" "I'm sorry," Verso said, "About… all of this." He gestured to his body. "I imagine it isn't… natural, what I do. What I am."

On December 33rd, 1905, Death (or, as she prefers it, Sciel) meets an immortal in the process of discovering his immortality. Thus begins a 95 year long situationship.

Or, one time Sciel met Verso when he was dead and five times they met when he wasn't.

Read on AO3

This fic (my first shippy fic for COE33!) was also published a full month ago for @clairobscurexchange. I did a surprising amount of historical research for it. In this AU James Bond is French.

[anakinh]

new COE33 fic: the lotus

gen | complete one-shot | 4.4k words

summary:

Months after her family narrowly escaped the fire, Clea Dessendre spends one perfect day setting up her new art exhibit with Verso and Alicia.

link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/83875306

characters: clea dessendre, verso dessendre, alicia dessendre, aline is in one scene

tags: clea-dessendre centric, eldritch horror, meta-fiction, don't worry it's fine :)

p.s.: turn creator's style on!

[anakinh]

New COE33 Fic: Nautilus

title: Nautilus

summary:

The other Verso loved water, and so he did as well. Other Verso Painted water everywhere in the Canvas, although presumably, like the rest of the Canvas, he Painted it for fun and not for death. Flying Waters, which was Painted in a fit of childish fury after he realized he could not live in the ocean, contained something like breathable water. It made for an adequate alternative to the traditional ocean on days when Verso craved the peace of being underwater but not the pain of drowning. It wasn’t nearly as calming as swimming in real water, but it at least didn’t tempt him with the sleep of death. Not more than usual, anyway.

Or, an exploration of Verso and his relationship to water, the sea, and a certain very cute aquatic mammal.

Written for day 5 of Verso Hell Week: Drowning ( @verso-hell-week )

link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/79829381

characters: painted verso dessendre; mentioned clea, monoco, and esquie

tags: pre-canon/canon, existential angst, dark humor, depression, suicide, you know. the usual verso tags.

gen | complete one-shot | 2.3k words

serious TW for the depression, suicide, and for somewhat graphic depictions of drowning. Not too bad, but not fade-to-black either

[anakinh]

New COE33 Fic: thy Adam

title: thy Adam

summary:

Aline Dessendre breaks on a dark and stormy night. Another version of her, an older one, one who didn’t die with her son, would’ve called it melodramatic; reflective of those dour and dreary English writers she so disparaged. This Aline hasn't the energy to care. - The world breaks on a sunny and pleasant day. Every day has been sunny and pleasant thus far; Verso doesn't know how many of them there were. Which memories are his and which are His.

Aline Dessendre, once again, creates life.

Written for day 2 of Verso Hell Week: Storm ( @verso-hell-week )

link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/79607151

characters: aline dessendre, painted verso dessendre (clea has one line)

tags: pre-canon, grief/mourning, gothic horror, eldritch horror (depending on the narrator)

gen | complete one-shot | 1.5k words

[anakinh]

somewhat new COE33 Fic: stripping out the colours

relationship: clea dessendre & original verso dessendre

status: complete one-shot, 2.3k words

characters: clea dessendre, original verso dessendre

tags: AU - canon divergence, original verso dessendre lives, clea dessendre needs a hug, permanent injury, H/C

summary:

Verso moved his hand out of hers and towards her stomach. Clea let him, curious, and watched as his hand settled on her suspenders. His thumb moved over the metal clasps, leaving a dull smear of blood in its wake. Horror, sharp and ice cold, poured down her throat and spread through her spine. She had missed that spot. How did she miss something? Verso moved his bloodstained thumb to his face and sniffed theatrically. "Blood," he murmured. "You've gotten sloppy." The cold horror flared and turned hot. Clea glared. Brat. She was going to finish what the fire started. "I don't get sloppy," she hissed. She grabbed his hand and yanked it toward her again. It must've hurt, must've stretched at his scars, but he let her do it without protest.

Post-fire, Clea and Verso try to take care of each other.

Read on AO3

This fic was published a full month ago for @clairobscurexchange and I forgot to post it on here. I promised myself I would by the end of June and guess what I'm posting at 11 pm on June 30th. Yeah! Timeliness!

[nagiru]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Painted Verso Dessendre & Maelle | Alicia Dessendre Characters: Painted Verso Dessendre, Maelle | Alicia Dessendre Additional Tags: POV Second Person, Angst, Time Loop, but in the pov of someone who ISN'T looping, Suicidal Thoughts, June of Doom 2026, this is AU but also canon compliant. so. all the usual warnings for Verso. Series: Part 1 of Nagiru's June of Doom Summary:

There is something wrong with Verso that is different from the everything that is wrong with Verso. Something that seems to be centred around Maelle, who is much older than she has any right to be, who knows too much more than she could, and who seems unable to ever letting go.

For @juneofdoom 2026, Day 2: "You have to let me go"

[nagiru]

endless starlight (516 words) by Nagiru Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lune/Sciel (Clair Obscur: Expedition 33) Characters: Sciel (Clair Obscur: Expedition 33), Lune (Clair Obscur: Expedition 33) Additional Tags: Femslash February 2026, Fluff, Domestic, Established Relationship Series: Part 10 of Femslash February 2026 Summary:

A quiet night under the stars, Lune and Sciel have a little time to just... be.