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Звучит третий звонок, и занавес поднимается — на сцене неправдоподобные декорации, которые хотят внушить зрителям, что время пошло вспять и остановилось в той точке истории, где расцветал декаданс, где первая русская революция окончилась крахом, где беспокойный двадцатый век только-только стал действительностью. Наши марионетки, подхваченные безумным потоком времени, будут танцевать и корчится, но это будет потом. А пока мы начнём с того, что по Сибирской железной дороге мчится поезд.
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Daniil cleared his throat.
“The Powers That Be are the embodiment of order. There are always threads in the universe that dare to hang loose, and like a moth to a flame, they are always there to tug on them. The Powers That Be unravel everything simply to see what falls.”
“So what? The plague is... it's all gone.”
Daniil noted the slight tremor in Artemy’s voice. Artemy Burakh also lost many things in the chaos. He must also suffer from the nightmares. He must.
“They wanted me to die in the plague along with Aglaya and Block and yet, the more information they received from us, the more they urged us to cure the incurable. To preserve the town. Do you hear me? They will not leave a town of miracles alone. It may not be right away… but they will send someone.”
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There's no choice but to build a new life and live with the consequences, and so they do. But the events of the plague left deep wounds with the pain and fear of loss ever looming.
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Двенадцати дней не хватит, чтобы полюбить. Не хватит, чтобы узнать человека, почувствовать его, смириться с ним. Но для Артемия их оказалось достаточно, чтобы далеким и враждебным незнакомцем заболеть. Связать себя с ним крепкой нитью, самой судьбой, и уже никогда не суметь потерять. А для всего остального им предначертана целая жизнь.
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The front door slammed open. Murky stood in the doorway, her spine ramrod straight, face thunderous.
Before Artemy could process what could possibly be wrong, she had ran over to him, chest puffed up with all the emotion her little body could fit in. "Where's my nest?" she demanded.
"What?" Artemy asked, confusion overtaking his worry.
"Where's my nest?" she asked again, her voice rising. "My bed! My nest!"
Artemy and Murky have a horrible fight.
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Misery made me a fiend by neonregrowth
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic, Frankenstein & Related Fandoms
08 Dec 2025
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“I will not be your prisoner again.”
“You never were,” Daniil grunts. It’s quiet a moment, and then he says, “Or you weren’t meant to be.”
“Then what was I?” This has been the question plaguing him, the reason he wakes from dreams of Daniil nauseous and unsettled. “What am I?”
Daniil draws back, the wound covered. He wipes at his mouth with his bare wrist as if to keep the words inside. “You’re alive. You’re… perfect. Or as close as I could get it.”
Artemy has nothing to say to that.The Scientist creates his dream, The Creature reckons with his existence, and The Spirit haunts the narrative.
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- Ты опять думаешь о счетах за электричество, Даня? - Артемий доел огурцы и смотрел на него с еле уловимым умилением, - По глазам вижу, думаешь, я паразит.
Как будто, если не платишь за квартиру сразу из человека превращаешься в ленточного червя.
модерн ау, где псевдоинтеллектуала и любителя варить жижу в алюминиевых кастрюльках связывает дешёвая квартира
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After shooting himself, Daniil wakes up five years in the future as the husband of the Haruspex.
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Daniil Dankovsky was spiralling. There was no other word for it. As much as he wanted to go back to his comfortable academic life in the Capital, he found himself rotting in it instead. Past research in ruins and any ambitions of a new one pushed aside in favour of alcohol and pointless wallowing. The putrid air of smoke-filled bars and busy streets suffocated him just as the plague had. So, before he could properly think about it, he paid his way onto the first coal supply train to town-on-Gorkhon and turned up on Burakh’s doorstep unannounced, but more welcomed than he would have expected.
In which Daniil Dankovsky confronts his existential crisis in the comfort of the Burakh household, while flirting his way into Artemy’s bed. Other shenanigans ensue
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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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“I want,” the officer says, walking closer to Artemy, who tears his gaze away from Daniil in favour of the floor. Let them think his panic is because of the general situation, but they absolutely cannot be given the ammunition of figuring out the full extent of their relationship. “For you to explain why, after a year of searching, we find a wanted man in your house. Or do you not know how that came to be, Artemy Isidorovich?”
Any hopes he could possibly have had left of getting out of this with both of them intact disappears. Artemy doesn’t know what to do, he can’t talk to people like this, not with the finesse you need to get out of this kind of situation – Artemy knows how to work with reputation and favours, necessity and hard work earning people's respect. He has no idea how to make a man like this officer change his mind on executing them both.
OR: After a year, everything breaks; the Powers that Be were never going to let them get away, and Artemy struggles to breathe against the powerlessness as he has to figure out a way to put everything back together.
OR 2: The chase is over, the rat is caught. You can find him, but it will take time, and it will hurt.
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- Part 1 of No light, no light
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“I wanted to see how you’re doing. I know this—being here wasn’t your first choice.”
“No,” says Daniil. It’s hardly an admission. “But few of us have had our first choice these days, have we? In adversis, necesse est accommodare.” Never mind that he’s not adapting especially well at all, that Artemy has seen the proof for himself. “If you’re feeling responsible for me, I’d rather you save it for someone better suited for your protection.”
At that, Artemy looks up, and straight into Daniil’s eyes.
This close, in the light of the gas lamps, they are an unfathomable color and depth: light and simultaneously shadowed, somewhere between blue and green and gray, like staring into a clear lake that stretches deeper than the eye can make out. Daniil stares into those depths and finds himself straining forward, leaning, as if he could tip into that body of water and lose himself beneath the surface.
“No,” Artemy says at last, his voice low enough to stoke that heat in Daniil’s gut again. “I invited you here because I think you’re the only person in town I’m not responsible for."
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And Let No One Be Forgotten by Megalodonia
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic, Пикник на обочине - Братья Стругацкие | Roadside Picnic - Arkady & Boris Strugatsky
03 Nov 2025
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Recruiting a stalker that came straight out of the Zone is a shitty job. And Dankovsky is used to shitty jobs.
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Nothing Burns Like the Cold by MayorMimi for RedAnthem
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
01 Nov 2025
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Though the Gorkhonsk still lurches on after the Pest, Capella hosts a banquet to reunite her ruptured inner circle. When Khan vanishes and their chat turns to the Kains' occultism, old attachments stir new desires.
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“… I’d say good morning,” Dankovsky said at length, a little hoarsely, “but I’m afraid I’ve lost track of the time. Good … something, Haruspex.”
“Afternoon. You look—” Artemy began, and broke off.
“Yes? What ghoulish thing do I resemble today?” Daniil blew out some smoke, staring pensively ahead. “A striga, perhaps.”
“—better,” Artemy finished. “Less like you’d gone already, and are only haunting me.”
That shut Daniil’s mouth.
[Or: a rendezvous with danger, one very cold winter.]
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Turn away (‘cause I’m awful just to see) by Cabbage_patch_kid
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
19 Oct 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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Daniil tries to apologize to Artemy, but doesn't want to.
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Даниилу Данковскому не до письма Исидора и уж тем более не до богом забытого города — к нему обращается сам лидер Боевой организации эсеров с предложением о финансировании и покровительстве. Данковский отказать не смеет, и город, лишенный третьего спасителя, оказывается разбомблен. Однако даже уничтоженный Горхонск зовет его: спустя три года новоиспеченный эсер прибывает на руины города. Приказ — исследовать загадочную Третью Вспышку чумы, прозванной Снежной Язвой, и заложить фундамент для организации нового террористического отряда. Удивлению Данковского нет предела, когда в качестве лидера отряда он встречает не человека от партии, а… погорельца из города, степняка и знахаря Артемия Бураха.
AU, в которой капризные Власти повели Город по совершенно иному пути, с легкой руки добавив элемент одной интересной временной эпохи. А персонажи вынуждены разгребать последствия.
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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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imperare sibi maximum imperium est by Thanathicca (TopfSecret)
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
02 Oct 2025
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1 September 2165 will be remembered as a momentous day that rattled the scientific world and upended what humanity thought was possible.
On this day, Thanatica Laboratories completed its greatest project yet: the AVA, a robot that carries within it the sum of a human being. It is a rebirth most marvelous. A breakthrough like never before.
And most sacrilegiously, a Focus for none other than the soul of Daniil Dankovsky, the man who dreamed of defeating Death.
Ad Vitam Aeternam.
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A 22nd century Thanatica AU with some illustrated chapters.
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- Part 1 of ISMIE
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Они бросают вызов самим силам этого мира — преодолеют границы, сохранив чудеса и добро.
Их игра началась.
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- Part 20 of Моросентябрьское
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