9 Works in Boddho (Pathologic)
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[Art] Боос by sosooley, WTF Dankovsky 2026 (Ice_Pick_Lodge)
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
20 Feb 2026
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- Part 1 of WTF Dankovsky 2026: Арты M-E
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[Audio] Горхонские колыбельные by fandom Mor Pathologic 2025 (Ice_Pick_Lodge), Meaansel
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
14 Sep 2025
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Две колыбельные: на городском и на степном языке.
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- Part 9 of fandom Mor Pathologic 2025: Пятнашки!
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“You would be willing to change? You would accept me into you and birth new miracles?”
“Yes.” Daniil whispered. Anything to bring back the Polyhedron, that spark of hope.
Dankovsky unwittingly makes a deal with Boddho. Now he is changing and no one is ready for the consequences such a transformation will bring.
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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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Our actors already took their bows, the stage has long since rotted, and our littlest doll has stretched against her stitches in uncomfortable ways. The world is different now. New clothes, new name, new language, new family. But what do such things mean to a little girl in a train car, even if she isn't so little anymore? And how do you make yourself fit with all the 'new' when you never fit so well with the 'old' to begin with? Mother Boddho holds so many wonderous, terrible things.
How do you learn that one of them is yourself?
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Several years post-nocturnal ending, Artemy Burakh's little family unit has fallen into new patterns. But the earth doesn't bury all her old bones, and ancient buried things are escaping the darkness where they were better left hidden. -
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Whether after rescuing the Town or between desperate bites of pemmican, the Gorkhon is full of moments that cannot be held for longer than they happen. A small gathering of Pathologic drabbles.
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- Part 2 of Surviving the Town-on-Gorkhon
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The fact followed Andrey uneasily out into the night – he still knew far less about the woman waiting for him than he would have liked. Even her name- Aspity- was something most people seemed to approach from one side, shifty eyes, as if it couldn’t see them from that angle. If he hadn’t been so embarrassingly low on options, he’d never have considered meeting with her.
Certainly not out in the feral warmth of the steppe, lurking hungry and powerful with summer even long after dark. He wasn’t afraid of her as a person- he wasn’t- but there was no telling who else she might bring, or how many, to their meeting. To make sure he stayed honest, or to make sure he stayed out there. Room for anyone to be buried without a marker – he should know.
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So here we are: my first Kinktober. If all goes according to plan, this will be a month full of varied, snacky bits of smut, exploring some ships and concepts to which I haven't paid as much attention in the past. Relationships and tags will be added as fills are posted.
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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...