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Turn away (‘cause I’m awful just to see) by Cabbage_patch_kid
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
14 Aug 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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Harry and Kim’s Fun Steppe Vacation by Cabbage_patch_kid
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic, Disco Elysium (Video Game)
16 May 2025
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INLAND EMPIRE [Medium: Success] — You think you should be more concerned at the sight of an unnaturally thin black figure donning a white mask with three tiny holes marking the eyes and mouth sitting beside the lieutenant, cupping its expressionless face in its thin hands, but you’re not. It’s unnerving, sure, but stranger things have happened. Still, what is it?
DRAMA [Easy: Success] — This is a tragedian, a classical writer of tragic plays. It’s in the name, try to keep up with the script, Harry — you are playing the lead role, after all.
The tragedian tilts its head at you, and your eyes follow the stitch lines traced like veins across its dusty-black form. “You’re not supposed to be awake yet.” It says. “We’re still setting up the props. The audience will be filing in soon, you need to get into position.” There is a sense of urgency to its words, almost compelling you to prepare yourself for… what?—
Dankovsky has fled the Capital to save his lab. In response, The Powers That Be sent their two finest cops after him.
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Have you heard the news that you’re dead? by Cabbage_patch_kid
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
16 Apr 2025
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It was always those with the loudest deaths that had the quietest funerals, Sticky thought; it was those who died unrequited, unfinished, dissatisfied, that were not missed, had no mourners. Dankovsky would be fuel for the next mass grave.
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Snippets of death, willing and unwilling. From Eva to the Polyhedron.
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“You promise you’ll fix it…?”
“Of course.”
For a heartbeat, he seems to believe you — a dismissive wave of his hand kills that hope. “Forget it, I’m better off handling things myself.”—
Curly ponders on his time on the Tulpar before and after the crash. He’s got 20 years to do so, after all
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In a few seconds, The Boss would die. But a few seconds was an eternity away, and her mind could run o’ so fast.
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Joy recalls her life, from the beginnings of the Cobra Unit to her demise.
(This is a rewrite/continuation of my abandoned fic)
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Miller makes a different decision in the 80's. Instead of vowing revenge, he takes his place at Big Boss's side as the X.O. of Zanzibar Land. At the dawn of a tumultuous new century, Kaz struggles with the only question left that matters: this is what he wanted, right?
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13 Sep 2024
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He was still asleep, chest shiny from sweat; his torso moved slowly like a half-dead frog. In the dawn light, he seemed monstrous. I dressed quickly and left before he could wake, before his eyes could probe into me and ransack my mind.
In which David does some much-needed self-reflection.
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22 Aug 2024
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string from your tether unwinds; a narcissus game by lunarinnie
Fandoms: Der Tod in Venedig | Death in Venice - Thomas Mann, Morte a Venezia | Death in Venice (1971)
06 Mar 2023
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The light in the halo over my head was flickering, fading away, a weak shell of its former self. I could feel the heavy, molten drops of its liquid gold splendor begin to ooze down from the crown of my scalp, blinding me in viscous rapture, trickling over my lips—marking me.
By the time that mass had ended and I lifted my line of sight to the mezzanine, Aschenbach had fled back into the darkness, nowhere to be seen.
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More than a century after Mann's publication, Tadzio shares his side of the story.
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26 Jan 2024
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Sobbing, crying, I love this. Fucking masterpiece