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“Figured it out, have you?” Pantalone’s affected slur is gone. Behind the silver glitter of glass, his eyes are lucid—bright and hungry with promise.
“You!” Dottore rasps. “You drugged me!”
The wine stains Pantalone’s smile a deep red, a sanguine gash over a flash of white teeth. “On the contrary, my dear Doctor. I think you’ll find you drugged yourself. I merely recognized a profitable opportunity when I saw it.”
Dottore doses Pantalone’s wine. Pantalone reminds Dottore that he isn’t one to be underestimated.
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- Part 6 of A Hundred Visions and Revisions
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23 Jun 2026
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Five times Dottore observes Pantalone vulnerable, and one time Pantalone observes Dottore back.
"And I suppose if I'm ever confronted physically, I should blast them away with my signature?" Pantalone chuckled. "How very effective indeed."
"Let us hope it never comes to that." Dottore said. "But if it did, I would simply handle them in your stead."
Perhaps Pantalone should have investigated that sentence further. But he just wanted another smoke.
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21 Jun 2026
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A series of One Shots with no coherent plot
"Not in your pockets," Zandik whispered, reaching out with a thumb to gently press against Feofan's lower lip, forcing his mouth to open just a fraction. The tips of two elongated fangs glistened in the light.
"I need a fang," Zandik stated flatly, as if asking to borrow a quill. "I need a piece of an immortal catalyst. I need one of your fangs."
Feofan blinked, his elegant smile faltering for a fraction of a second.
"A fang?" Feofan echoed, a chuckle vibrating in his chest. "Zandik, you ask for rare herbs, magical artifacts, raw materials, and I provide them without complaint. But a part of my own anatomy? A piece of the very anatomy that allows me to feed and hunt? You truly have no shame when it comes to your crafts, do you?"
(Chapter 14)
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16 Jun 2026
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The doctor always wore a mask. He crouched and leaned in, close enough that Feofan could see the viscera-glint of his eyes through the slits of bone porcelain. With one hand, the doctor pressed his gloved fingers into Feofan’s mouth, to deposit a single pill. Feofan swallowed. The pain in his midsection bled out of him within seconds.
“Well, Feofan Sergeyevich, today is your lucky day.”
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Five times Dottore puts Pantalone back together, and one time he tears him apart.Bookmarked by GhostSpec
13 Jun 2026
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Angela Ziegler must come to terms with her desire for control when confronted with the addition of a new member to Overwatch.
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10 Jun 2026