Elizabeth999999
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Newly appointed as the Ninth Harbinger, Pantalone quickly finds himself entangled once more with Il Dottore, the very man who once treated him, recommended him to the Tsaritsa, and now relentlessly invades his newly established department with experiments, revisions, and impossibly high demand for budgets.
While Dottore quietly studies Pantalone's adaptability and Pantalone struggles to maintain order against the Doctor's restructuring, Columbina notices the increasingly peculiar fixation forming between them. Rather than endure their mutual workplace tension herself, she independently introduces both men to an anonymous chatting app created by Sandrone, each joining for entirely practical reasons.
Bookmarked by Elizabeth999999
11 Jun 2026
-
Tags
Summary
"How much, exactly, do you need?" the Regrator finally asked. The question carried the begrudging, quiet defeat of a man who knew he was about to break his own strictest financial rules for the sake of an obsession.
"Everything you could possibly invest here," Dottore replied, his voice an insatiable murmur. A bottomless pit of ambition, a hunger that no amount of Mora could ever truly satisfy. "I'll suck you dry if you choose to fund this experiment."
It was Pantalone's turn to let out a low, amused laugh. "My bank account, or my vitality?"
"Why would you ever assume it has to be one or the other?"
To a man who viewed the human body as nothing more than a highly complex biochemical system of resource inputs and energetic outputs, the distinction was entirely irrelevant.
"Interpret it however you wish, so long as the check clears..." Sliding the heavy parchment across the polished surface of the table with an effortless flick of his wrist, he left the document open to the page of interest, waiting for the banker to sign his portion. "But, my dear friend, you know perfectly well I meant neither."
"My, Doctor... I'm not sure I can afford it."
Bookmarked by Elizabeth999999
10 Jun 2026
-
The Heretic and the Businessman by AppleSharon
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
05 Jun 2026
Tags
Summary
Zandik huffs, wrinkles around his eyes increasing as they narrow with a dark humour. “Speaking of our titles, are you aware that the comic character of ‘Pantalone’ has quite a few different meanings?”
“Oh?” Feofan taps the tabletop again, staving off his craving for a smoke.
“Often a doddering merchant tied to currency and ego, some scholars trace the name to ancient Enkanomiya, meaning ‘powerful in all things.’” Zandik’s voice trails off into a harsh laugh.
“And you find that…entertaining?”
“I find it ironic,” Zandik says, “because you came to me as a failed experiment and powerless in all things.”
Conversations from years of experiments and business ventures between Dottore and Pantalone across their developing partnership and relationship. From their first encounter as Feofan and Zandik, to their last.
Bookmarked by Elizabeth999999
10 Jun 2026
-
Tags
Summary
The spark grows into a flame.
Pantalone’s vision blurs. The scene in the compartment condenses and disperses before his empty eyes, and through the haze of lantern light he can see the leather, the flex of fingers, flying fast across a keyboard at the heart of a ballroom, drowning out the noise of the background into no more than accompaniment to the melody.
All of a sudden he is not standing in the doorway of a train carriage, watching the carousal from the shadows as it hurtles homeward to Snezhnaya.
He is in his office, and the man opposite him is not Omega, not a segment, but a memory centuries back, in late-afternoon sunlight, a first time sitting from across the man with which it all started.
the train ride back to snezhnaya is too silent for his liking.
Series
- Part 42 of joint enterprise
Bookmarked by Elizabeth999999
10 Jun 2026
-
Tags
Summary
A series of One Shots with no coherent plot
"Since when did you adopt strays?" Dottore noted from the doorway, stepping into the room, a fresh stack of laboratory invoices in hand. He hadn't bothered to remove his cloak, and the faint scent of sterile chemicals followed him like a shadow.
The moment Dottore's heavy boots clicked against the floor, the cat had frozen, its ears perked up, its eyes instantly locking onto the intimidating silhouette of the scientist.
"I am merely trying to save the poor creature, Zandik." Pantalone replied, leaning back against the cushions. "But he seems to lack any concept of gratitude."
(Chapter 13)
Bookmarked by Elizabeth999999
10 Jun 2026