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Hooking up with your professor has consequences.
Was cross posted on Tumblr.
There's a dtlm version.
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13 Jun 2026
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Rumor has it that the head of the Northland Manor is a vampire.
Well, not necessarily a rumor, but Il Dottore--a researcher obsessed with his work on mythical creatures--is quite certain its master is indeed not only a vampire, but the elusive vampire lord he's been searching for. With a convenient excuse to stay at the manor for a few months and a plan to gather as much as he can before acting, Dottore sets off to maneuver himself as close to the master as he can possibly get in such a short time frame. In order to achieve his wish, Dottore finds himself wrapped up not only with Master Pantalone, but also into a scheme much grander and more beneficial than he'd ever hoped for. One which Pantalone is all too eager to invite him into.
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13 Jun 2026
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As for Dottore, he truly didn't have any idea where it all really began. And perhaps even the aforementioned admirer was not cognizant of the shift in intention. Perhaps it was not something that could be recorded down to the exact time or day; a phenomenon that existed beyond the vacuum of a single moment, still shifting and evolving even long after all these moments passed.
But for the matter of simplicity, as far as Dottore was concerned, it all began that day in his office - with what should have been a knock on his door.
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A companion piece to "Bygones."
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- Part 3 of Bygones
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09 Jun 2026
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The first thing Feofan saw upon opening his eyes was… black roses.
A thick bouquet of them, hovered right in front of his face. He dragged his gaze away from the flowers, upward to meet the red eyes that had been haunting his stay in Sumeru.
“You’ll be scheduled for surgeries in four days. For your extreme case, the success rate is laughably small—small enough that I’d ask The Tsaritsa to write me an eulogy right now if I were you.” Zandik smiled faintly. “Then, after the surgery fails, you will be in a state of coma for a day or two or, if you’re unlucky, three.”
“So, chairman…” The bouquet was gently put on Feofan’s lap, right next to the elixir. “Because I am too poor to book a flight to Snezhnaya and attend your funeral, let me pay my utmost respect to you right here, right now.”
Or—when the sick, joyless, closeted Chairman of the Northland Bank meets a mad scientist short on funding.
Or—them, in another life.Series
- Part 2 of My Dottolone Works
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09 Jun 2026
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they make me sick
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08 Jun 2026