Vithur Stories

sighs... we're really out here writing, huh? I guess this is it. Just occasional stories I throw together regarding these idiot children. If I ever update, expect fluff or angst. Maybe a mix of the two if I'm feeling wild. There will probably be a lot of either Lewvi or Lewvithur, aka the very ships that keep me alive. Requests are cool, as I am an uncreative gremlin in need of sustinance. (Just like. no NSFW or anything. I can turn down requests.) MSA and characters belong to MysteryBen27 and crew. rad. Apparently I'm kinda high in a few rankings but Idk what they are rn! (#2 in Lewthur and #10 in Mystery Skulls? Y'all are insane, bless). (#4 in MSA??? How do y'all??? THANKS).

[Editing in progress. I've returned to this fic after years and am trying to make it coherent.] It's been five months since the gang lost Lewis. But how, exactly? Arthur can't quite remember, and from what he knows, neither can Vivi; but it couldn't have just been an accident like the investigators had ruled. There had to be something else at play. So Arthur goes on a search to recover his lost memories and bring their friend justice, but something's wrong with Vivi... and Mystery seems more on-edge than usual... > Chapter 1 officially starts a week or so after 'Ghost'. CONTENT WARNING for swearing throughout and exploring trauma-based mental illness (PTSD). TRIGGER WARNING for description of injury, trauma responses etc. TWs/CWs will be detailed at the start of relevant chapters. ~~~ Story title excerpted from "555" by Mystery Skulls. COVER CREDIT: Me [Copyright SilverLining11, 2020]