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"Just for now, this much was enough."
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Fulgur comforts his roommate after waking from a nightmare.Series
- Part 2 of PSYBORG WEEK 2022
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"I forbid ye maidens all
who let fly your lovely hair
to go down to Carterhaugh
for young Fulgur Ovid is there"
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Psyborg as the og girlboss/misunderstood bad boy with a heart of goldSeries
- Part 1 of PSYBORG WEEK 2022
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Rude Awakening by Mullberryy
Fandoms: 憂国のモリアーティ | Yuukoku no Moriarty | Moriarty the Patriot (Manga)
17 Nov 2021
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William James Moriarty was in for a very rude awakening.
Written for MTP Angst Week 2021
Day #2- Forbidden Love -
Nervous by Mullberryy
Fandoms: 憂国のモリアーティ | Yuukoku no Moriarty | Moriarty the Patriot (Manga)
15 Nov 2021
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Sherlock always got nervous when he had to leave William alone for too long.
Written for MTP Angst Week 2021
Day #1- Injury
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How the Light Gets In by starsforscales for fireelemental
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
09 Apr 2026
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“You don’t look like they’ve been mistreating you too grievously, at least,” the strange woman said. “Aside from the obvious.”
There was something of the university, too, in how she said it, airy and self-satisfied, with a capital accent even stronger than the sooty smell that clung to her coat. A new arrival in the town, yet she stood there as if she owned the jail and talked almost as if Artemis should have known her on sight.
“Who are you?” Artemis asked. Her thoughts, time, still didn’t seem to be moving much quicker than the trickle of water down the wall, cold and puddling. With someone like that standing in its doorway, the cell could almost have been a dream after all.
“Dana Dankovskaya, Bachelor of Medicine,” she introduced herself, with a little tug of the lips that said she liked doing it. Liked flaunting the title, maybe – a university woman after all, and what was someone like that doing in a little town on the edge of the steppe? “And apparently the most competent criminal investigator in this town. I was able to convince Governor Saburov that the timing of your arrival makes it absolutely impossible for you to have killed your father.”
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25 Jul 2026
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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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17 Jul 2026
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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 Termitary workers, organises a strike, and finds a new way to unite the Town.
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13 Jul 2026
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Artemy Burakh,
I hope this letter finds you well; or finds you at all, for that matter. Considering the circumstances of our last meeting, I did not have time to become familiar with the quality of your town’s postal system. Hopefully, it is looking better there these days.
I’m writing to you on a matter that I fear nobody else can assist me with. I have recently come down with a strange affliction, and have run out of possible explanations. Be assured, it is not the return of the Pest nor any of its derivatives, however, I fear you may regardless be the only one with insight into my present condition.
I am aware we have not always gotten along in the past, and I am to blame for a large sum of that animosity, so I pray now that you find it in your heart to offer me, at the least, your counsel. The train that I will take will arrive on the fifteenth of February. Should you decide to accept my plea, I would ask you kindly to meet me then.
Until then, Haruspex.
With Respect,
Daniil Dankovsky, Bachelor of Medicine.
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09 Jul 2026
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Won’t somebody help me chase the shadows away…
As much as Artemy wants to spend the night with his colleague, after the man makes an offer that they might take pleasure from each other if they're so inclined, when a butcher lays at last with his lover what will he see? A body to be caressed, or harvested? Haunted by visions of his place being to cut along the Lines, haunted by guilt over past choices, the Haruspex fears he won't be much of a close, intimate friend to Daniil Dankovsky after all...
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08 Jul 2026