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This is our official report into the findings of the subject in question. They are precise, well-documented, and without embellishment or hyperbole.
What lies herein is a full accounting of the events that bear the most significant and urgent scrutiny. We will relay our findings once we are satisfied with judgement. We do not take this lightly.
And neither should you.
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- Part 2 of The Doctor's Ode
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30 May 2026
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The doctor’s gloved fingers lift your chin, tilting your face upward with a touch both clinical and unnervingly intimate.
“Your pulse is weak...” he murmurs, “Yet there is a softness to you that the Pestilence envies.”
You want to pull away, to break the suffocating proximity, but something in his gaze pins you in place. It’s not just authority. It’s an obsession, an aching need to know you. To have you. To possess you.
“Kindness is not my trade.” he continues, and the honesty is almost kinder than a lie. “Care is. Protection is. I intend to keep you from the Pestilence as long as it pleases me. Whether that is kindness depends on the patience of time and the constitution of your heart.”
He looks at you with the single-mindedness of someone who catalogues organisms by their capacity to survive and by the fissures they leave in the world. You want to pull back. You want to run; you have to run. But when he leans closer - so close you can feel the faint, medicinal scent of vinegar and lavender radiating from him - and speaks your name, something in your chest unclenches.
“Physician...” he whispers, brushing a thumb lovingly along the curve of your cheek. “Stay with me. Please."
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30 May 2026
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five missed opportunities (and a year-long contract) by clussy-destroyer (crescentchat)
Fandoms: Marionetta (Webcomic)
17 Dec 2024
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A quiet conversation, a spur-of-the-moment mission, a dandelion bursting, an old desk, and the morning sunshine. Whatever could stop Julia from completing her task? Perhaps a man with gilded hair and spirit.
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20 Jan 2026
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Julia hated crying. And yet, it seemed that since her death all she’d done was cry. Or be close to crying, which wasn’t really any better.
She’d imagined the afterlife to be more peaceful. Less teary. Had she ever even believed in an afterlife? There was no scientific basis to believe in an afterlife. But even if death was simply an ending, a nothingness stretching out into forever, there would be no tears there. No conspiring, no murder, no destruction of all your preconceived notions about your family, your friends, your nation.
And yet, here she was, after life, sobbing in a mushroom hat on the office floor of a man she had just tried to kill, her second death approaching on sickly, golden hands.
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Tonny comforts Julia after she breaks down in his office
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17 Jan 2026
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Julia has been spying on Tonny for awhile. Tonight, while “spying” at a bonfire party, things escalate.
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06 Jan 2026