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Мишку взгрели на работе, и он с побитым эго почапал трахать деревенских мужиков.
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No, it couldn’t have been a dream. Every detail was etched into his mind, every daily figure, every death they represented. The pain, the way it had felt to die, seemed as though it had just been plucked from nerves still recoiling in its absence. He felt at his chest, drew a whole, sound breath under the splay of his fingers, his stomach comfortably full, with none of famine’s claws embedded in it yet.
Yet. Was that- what was he taking those memories to be, then? Some sort of premonition? He’d never believed in such things, but their vividity absolutely refused to let him dismiss them as the byproduct of a brief doze, the random mutterings of his subconscious. Something remarkable had happened to him, and he was thousands of kilometres away from anyone who could have helped him decipher it.
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In which the Bachelor dies, and then opens his eyes.
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“I want,” the officer says, walking closer to Artemy, who tears his gaze away from Daniil in favour of the floor. Let them think his panic is because of the general situation, but they absolutely cannot be given the ammunition of figuring out the full extent of their relationship. “For you to explain why, after a year of searching, we find a wanted man in your house. Or do you not know how that came to be, Artemy Isidorovich?”
Any hopes he could possibly have had left of getting out of this with both of them intact disappears. Artemy doesn’t know what to do, he can’t talk to people like this, not with the finesse you need to get out of this kind of situation – Artemy knows how to work with reputation and favours, necessity or hard work earning respect, he has no idea how to make a man like this officer change his mind on executing them both.
OR: After a year, everything breaks; the Powers that Be were never going to let them get away, and Artemy struggles to breathe against the powerlessness as he has to figure out a way to put everything back together.
OR 2: The chase is over, the rat is caught. You can find him, but it will take time, and it will hurt.
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- Ты опять думаешь о счетах за электричество, ойнон? - Артемий доел огурцы и смотрел на него с еле уловимым умилением, - По глазам вижу, думаешь, я паразит.
Как будто, если не платишь за квартиру сразу из человека превращаешься в ленточного червя.
модерн ау, где псевдоинтеллектуала и любителя варить жижу в алюминиевых кастрюльках связывает дешёвая квартира
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The Town and the Kin, an Odongh had once whispered, were sewn together wrong. The plague had torn those old connections apart, and it was left to Artemy Burakh to suture the severed halves back together in a better way. Blood could, and would, flow through them as one common body. And it would, and must, start with solidarity.
This, too, could be its own form of utopia.
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In which Artemy unionises the butchers and workers, strikes against the rulers, and finds a new way to unite the Town.
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what does your heart say? (would you listen anyway?) by oynonrings
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
02 Oct 2025
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"Yeah. I've been teaching the kid about the Kin traditional medicine, keeping him out of trouble the best I can. Though you'd probably say I'm indoctrinating him with backwater lies or some bullshit like that," Artemy spat.
Daniil contemplated for a second more. "I think we've been tricked."
Artemy chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. "Go on."
"Sticky is my apprentice, Burakh," Daniil revealed at last. "I have been teaching him pharmacology and medicine—or I've been trying to. Unless he has an evil twin like the Changeling, he's been two-timing us."
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Sticky doesn't get why his mentors Daniil and Artemy are at each other's throats all the time. He takes matters into his own hands.
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Maybe the others are inside, waiting for him. It’s very unlikely. The wait, that is. His scattered mind won’t stop conjuring up the image of neatly lined up bodies waiting for the latecomer to enter the stage, but as it is, it must be empty, the stage settings a pile of papier maché left to rot. Nothing to be saved.
He could have saved her. Could have saved a lot more, really. Should have. But he didn’t have the time. What a joke, and a painful cackle escapes his lungs. Now the Cathedral’s clock is broken, because the other woman takes all the space, leaves no interstice for the time to seep through. He had so much of it, at first, and so little parsimony. He spent it on the most trivial things.
A broken croak escapes from the belly of the beast, that makes every one of his vertebrae shiver in anguish. Half past five.
The lacking mass writhes once more from delight.
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imperare sibi maximum imperium est by Thanathicca (TopfSecret)
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
02 Oct 2025
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1 September 2165 will be remembered as a momentous day that rattled the scientific world and upended what humanity thought was possible.
On this day, Thanatica Laboratories completed its greatest project yet: the AVA, a robot that carries within it the sum of a human being. It is a rebirth most marvelous. A breakthrough like never before.
And most sacrilegiously, a Focus for none other than the soul of Daniil Dankovsky, the man who dreamed of defeating Death.
Ad Vitam Aeternam.
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A 22nd century Thanatica AU with some illustrated chapters.
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- Part 1 of ISMIE
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Сборник драбблов на фестиваль, разной направленности.
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Они бросают вызов самим силам этого мира — преодолеют границы, сохранив чудеса и добро.
Их игра началась.
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- Part 20 of Моросентябрьское
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- 1/1
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Лишь маленькая шабнак, умерши, слышит глас ее с земли.
И мимолетным взглядом, покинув лимб безгрешный,
Мишке видится отголосок старца — с рулем одним.
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- Part 19 of Моросентябрьское
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Мишка знает: матерь Бодхо ушла не насовсем. Потому что земля вечна, и потому что она всегда оживает весною.
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Turn away (‘cause I’m awful just to see) by Cabbage_patch_kid
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
22 Sep 2025
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So what if his former associates thought of him as a lowlife? So what if he was disgraced from academia? So long as he was still welcomed back into the town-on-Gorkhon, nothing else mattered.
With quivering hands, he picked up the letter and carefully opened it as though he was afraid something would jump out at him from inside it. But nothing had changed, it was the exact same as when he had first read it a week ago.Bachelor Daniil Dankovsky,
There is another way.
— Victoria Olgimskaya Sr., The Light Mistress.Yes, there was hope for him still, and hope he would cling to till death did them part.
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Over a year later, Daniil Dankovsky returns to the Town, with a letter from a dead woman and a ticking time bomb inside his own body, in a last-ditch effort to defeat death.
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As the seasons change, a twelve-year-old Taya concerns herself with the present and future, through which the past is inextricably wound.
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Тёплое дерево by fandom Mor Pathologic 2025 (Ice_Pick_Lodge), Meaansel
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
19 Sep 2025
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Потолок вдруг стал ближе. В тусклом свете луны было видно, что он навис примерно в метре над Мишкой. Она присмотрелась и увидела, что никакой это не потолок, а дверь. Та самая заколоченная дверь, и она всё приближалась, пока не замерла, почти коснувшись Мишкиного носа.
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- Part 4 of fandom Mor Pathologic 2025: Спецквест
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After shooting himself, Daniil wakes up five years in the future as the husband of the Haruspex.
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В ходе неудачной пьянки Гриф теряет память. Артемий вызывается помочь ему всё вспомнить.
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Daniil Dankovsky was spiralling. There was no other word for it. As much as he wanted to go back to his comfortable academic life in the Capital, he found himself rotting in it instead. Past research in ruins and any ambitions of a new one pushed aside in favour of alcohol and pointless wallowing. The putrid air of smoke-filled bars and busy streets suffocated him just as the plague had. So, before he could properly think about it, he paid his way onto the first coal supply train to town-on-Gorkhon and turned up on Burakh’s doorstep unannounced, but more welcomed than he would have expected.
In which Daniil Dankovsky confronts his existential crisis in the comfort of the Burakh household, while flirting his way into Artemy’s bed. Other shenanigans ensue
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Маро доживает свои последние дни в городе, где родилась, и оставляет в нём крупицы своей кончающейся жизни.
Сборник зарисовок про мою персонажку, Маро Терзиян.
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Daniil cleared his throat.
“The Powers That Be are the embodiment of order. There are always threads in the universe that dare to hang loose, and like a moth to a flame, they are always there to tug on them. The Powers That Be unravel everything simply to see what falls.”
“So what? The plague is... it's all gone.”
Daniil noted the slight tremor in Artemy’s voice. Artemy Burakh also lost many things in the chaos. He must also suffer from the nightmares. He must.
“They wanted me to die in the plague along with Aglaya and Block and yet, the more information they received from us, the more they urged us to cure the incurable. To preserve the town. Do you hear me? They will not leave a town of miracles alone. It may not be right away… but they will send someone.”
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There's no choice but to build a new life and live with the consequences, and so they do. But the events of the plague left deep wounds with the pain and fear of loss ever looming.