3 Works by Clachallow
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Being the outcast of the Seven was never easy. Neither was being judged for his drinking habits, or thought by others to take everything for granted, not deserving his position between the Seven.
But what helped was that they never pronounced those thoughts aloud, so Barbatos could act as if he never noticed the cold stares, the judging looks. That was until he came in late to one of their most important meeting.
So what happens when Barbatos goes missing, and the only sign that he is alive is the slow and steady beating of his gnosis, connected to the other archons'?
Or an AU where the Original Seven are still alive and never died, and judge Barbatos too harshly. But we still love them.
PS: as of the 2.6 update, which is the time I started writing this fanfic, we know nothing of the former archons thus why they might be ooc, but for the sake of the story, we're going to ignore it. I just changed the name of the Dendro Archon to her original one because, for those who will see this in the future, this fanfic wasn't posted when 3.0 came out, so it was easy for me to just put Rukkhadevata instead of Kusanali.
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Of Pains and Tragedies (A future to prevent) by Clachallow
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
06 Jun 2025
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All it takes is for one small event to occur, one small change in the timeline, and suddenly the future comes to light, tragedies and secrets are revealed, horrors and further injustice must be prevented.
Thirteen citizens, Piltovans and Zaunites, are brought to this room with one single indication: to change the future, save Powder and prevent this mysterious Jinx from being born.
Thirteen citizens, all with different backgrounds, different views of the world and on opposite sides of a war that has yet to happen. The future of their nation now rests on their shoulder.
After all, while the past may be set in stones, the future... is not.
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Dorian was perfectly contempt with his life.
He did not need anyone. He did not need his brother, and much less the one who once called herself his mother.
Dorian was long past the childish thoughts, the longing for love and affection from his family. He stopped caring about what his mother thought of him, what she wanted him to be.
Dorian was living his own, happy life, away from the clutches of a woman who never cared for him, and away from a brother who surely wanted him gone since he grew old enough to understand that Dorian was not liked nor was he appreciated in that house.
And Dorian left, never looking back, never regretting it once. He was happy, truly.
He was lonely, but happy.
So why, why, did it all have to crumble down when he tried for the first time to be nice to someone? Why did the life he tried so hard to build for himself turn upside-down when he was only trying to help a lost kid in the middle of the streets?
Or, how Dorian was forced to face a past he desperately tried to forget, only to be confronted with people he wished he never saw again.