Pathologic Prompt Meme!

[maximumhusky]

Hello, welcome to the Pathologic Prompt Meme!

Please make anonymous prompts for things you would like to see, or anonymously fulfill prompts by creating stories, poetry, drawn art, music, or anything! I just want to say that this prompt meme is open to people of all skill levels, so have fun!

Some basic rules that were recommended to help out before we get started:

- This is the Pathologic Prompt Meme, and it's SFW! Please post any NSFW prompts or fills into the NSFW Pathologic Kink Meme. A good rule of thumb is whether or not you'd be comfortable with your boss at work looking over your shoulder and reading what you have on screen.

- If you're worried about anything being a little too gore-heavy (e.g. certain medical procedures can be), or etc., please post it in the NSFW Pathologic Kink Meme. This decision is for folks who have limits in regard to certain explicit things. Speaking of explicit things...

- Please use tags and content warnings, especially for things that people might be triggered over. For prompt fillers, please put those tags in the beginning of the post so that way people can skip over them if need be. Tags can also attract people to your art if it has content that they're interested in, so it can be a helpful tool for content creators as well.

- No writers of incest (kains which does include aglaya and her relatives, stamatins, olgimskys, etc), underage/adult ships (which DOES include Clara,) or rape. Please don't make anything gross happen to underage characters!

- Multiple fills to a single prompt is not only accepted, but wonderful! It's a win-win for everybody!

- In the case of a filler of a prompt going inactive for a long time in the middle of a story, it's okay for a different person to continue where they left off. Please make it obvious that you're not the original author, and then feel free to write.

And that's as much as I have in regards to rules! Hopefully these answered answer any questions you might have! Feel free to recommend any rules of your own, or ask me for clarification on the current ones.

AND THAT'S IT! Have fun! :D

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Comments

[(Anonymous)]

In his own way, Andrey needs comfort/reassurance/protection. In his own way, Peter provides it.

[(Anonymous)]

Damn, I really want to read that

artemiy & lara - lara comforts a crying artemiy

[(Anonymous)]

it’s maybe a few weeks after the sand pest ends. artemiy hasn’t cried since the first week he spent in the capital, but something relatively minor sets him off and now all of the trauma and grief and heartbreak is coming to the surface at once. luckily, his good friend lara is there to help him through it.

please no shipping artemiy and lara! i just want them as friends. also, if you bring up isidor, please don’t make his past relationship with artemiy strained (and CERTAINLY don’t make it abusive). artemiy misses his dad :(

Notkin and Khan

[(Anonymous)]

Notkin and Khan post-plague talking about what happened and making up for old grudges (basically, angst + fluff :]) Perhaps Notkin talks about getting infected, Khan talks about leaving the Polyhedron and quarantining himself in the Nutshell. Can be shippy or not!
>bonus points if Khan gets/does something nice for Notkin as a peace offering first
>double bonus if Khan gets to pet Jester

Kid Grief!

[(Anonymous)]

Bad Grief is a kid (10-14 years old) and it's his birthday! What will little Grief do? Will his friends throw a party for him? Will he steal himself some treats? Does he spend time with anyone, or isolate himself? Is it sad times or happy times? That's all up to you!
-Grief having a sweet tooth would be cute, so bonus if you include that

Eva...

[(Anonymous)]

Eva goes out on a picnic! It's up to you who she takes; it could be a group picnic, a date, or just Eva treating herself to some wine and the nice weather.

Ruburakh

[(Anonymous)]

They care for each other... After the plague, Rubin comes to Artemy's house for his first lesson from his new master. It may be awkward, at first, but it isn't long before all their feelings for each other come rushing back. Thus, pining and sweet sweet fluff.

[(Anonymous)]

They say the Bachelor doesn't have a heart. What if it is true. He had it removed, a la Koschei the Immortal, except the downside(s) of this method do not fit what he envisioned, and this is why he is still in search for methods to fight Death?

Some potential ideas :
- Daniil emotions have been removed from the process (but it doesn't make him cruel), and that is a big downside to him
- Heart hidden in a snake egg
- Daniil describing his condition in very medical terms, despite the inherent supernatural vibes of it
- for how long has he lived? Let him discuss some Super Old Stuff with people

Post-game, Bad Grief being the "cool uncle" to Sticky and Murky

[(Anonymous)]

I just like to imagine that after Artemy adopts Sticky and Murky, Grief takes it upon himself to act like a weird uncle to the kids. Illegal guns dealer or no, he was always the one who dragged Artemy into dumb shit when they were kids, so it seems only fair that he keeps the tradition alive. Bonus points for if Artemy and Grief end up bickering like an old married couple when Artemy finally catches up to the shenanigans.

anyone, wing!fic

[(Anonymous)]

let's get some good old-fashioned trope fic going here! i don't care if it's an AU where everyone's got wings or select characters having to hide theirs, just give me wing!fic. (some suggestions: clara with dove wings and grief with vulture wings?)

FILL: Notkin Wingfic (1/2)

[(Anonymous)]

Notkin has known for as long as he can remember that he isn’t normal. He also knows better than to reveal that to anyone else, of course. His secret is hidden beneath layers of clothes—a large coat, long pants, too-big shoes. It all makes him look even younger than he is, but it’s better than looking like what he really is.

The only one who’s seen what he’s hiding is Jester, on the rare occasions that he pulls off his coat and stretches. He figures that Jester won’t tell anyone, so his secret is probably safe.

The real problem comes when he and Khan make up. Which isn’t to say that in itself is the problem, because Notkin is happy to have his best friend back. They’re both kids, though, and it’s inevitable that one of them is going to get hurt.

They’re goofing off at the station in the late afternoon when it happens. They’re both play-arguing, and Khan pushes him, maybe harder than he’d intended. Notkin stumbles. His stupid feet don’t right themselves in time, and he tumbles over the edge.

The fall isn’t too terribly great. Khan probably isn’t even worried about him, until Notkin hits the ground with a sickening crack. The pain has Notkin gasping. Tears prick in the corners of his eyes and Khan scrambles over to him.

“Shit, shit, Notkin, I’m so sorry.” He touches Notkin gently, helping him sit upright. “Is it broken? It probably is. Shit.”

Khan slides his arm around Notkin’s waist, putting his shoulder beneath Notkin’s still-good arm, and helps him stand up. After a moment, Notkin pulls away, trying not to let tears spill despite how much it hurts.

“My arm got hurt, not my leg,” he sniffles out.

“It didn’t look like you were getting up any time soon.”

“‘M probably fine. It sounded worse than it is.”

Khan narrows his eyes skeptically. Notkin shrinks under the scrutiny, but doesn’t back down. If he goes there, then Artemiy will want to check him over, and he'll have to take off his coat, and then… Notkin doesn't want to think about what might happen next.

“I’m still taking you to Burakh. He can say whether it’s broken or not.”

Notkin wants to protest, to shout and scream that he doesn’t need to go to Burakh’s, but he realizes that it will let Khan know that something is up. So he lets Khan grab his hand and lead him through Earth to the Burakh household.

The one who answers the door is Sticky, and he understands immediately what’s happened by glancing at Notkin. There aren't many reasons people come here looking like he does. Sticky calls for his dad and ushers them inside.

When Artemiy rushes down the stairs, his brow furrows as he sees Notkin’s reddened eyes and tear-streaked face.

“Hey, Notkin,” he says, his tone softer than normal. “Can you tell me what happened?”

“It was an accident,” Khan says. “I pushed him, and he fell, and—I think his arm might be broken.”

Artemiy nods seriously. He leads Notkin to a chair and instructs him to sit down. Notkin’s heart is pounding. He so badly doesn’t want to be here, but he sees no escape.

“I’m going to get some supplies. Stay right here.”

With that, Artemiy leaves them to their own devices.

It’s quiet for a while, Notkin trying to think through how he can manage to get out of this.

“Y’know, I really think I’m fine. It barely even hurts anymore,” he tries.

Khan rolls his eyes. “I get you’re trying to be the tough guy or whatever, but just stop. You can’t be a leader with a broken arm.”

Notkin clutches the edge of the chair with his good arm, and tries not to panic.

When Artemiy comes back, he’s carrying a bag with him that he puts on the table beside Notkin. He gets out a few things that Notkin can’t really tell the purpose of.

“I’m gonna need you to take off your coat and pull your sleeve all the way up.”

“No.”

Artemiy stops in his movements, staring at Notkin. “What?”

“‘M not going to do it.”

“Stop being stubborn and just do what he says,” Khan insists.

Notkin shakes his head, looking at the ground. They can think he’s an ass, as long as they don’t find out.

There’s a pause, then Artemiy says, “Khan, go help Sticky in the other room.”

“Why—”

“Khan. Do as I ask.”

He grumbles, but complies. Then it’s just the two of them, and Notkin’s heart feels like it’s going to beat right out of his chest.

Artemiy kneels beside him, making the two of them eye-level.

“I know you’re scared about something, kid. Whatever it is, it’s ok,” Artemiy assures him. “I need you to take off your coat so I can check your arm. Whatever it is that’s got you panicked, I promise I won’t tell anyone. Okay?”

Notkin hesitates. He’s never told anyone about this before, and certainly never showed anyone. It feels wrong, it feels scary, but he also feels like he doesn’t want to keep hiding from everyone for the rest of his life.

If anyone were going to understand, it would be Artemiy, right? He wants to believe that so badly.

Murder Mystery Dinner

[(Anonymous)]

This is meant to work closely to the Horrible Oyun prompt, for reference. The story builds up step by step and many people are encouraged to fill pieces.

Vlad Olgimsky gives a big New Year's Eve dinner to flaunt how he has more money than everyone else combined. Most characters are there. But oh, shock of shocks, someone has been found dead (or apparently dead)! Can the healers solve the mystery before Saburov arrests everyone, or the Inquisition steps in for no reason? Will Block have to threaten the Town with the big gun until the killer gives himself away?

Phase 1: set the stage. Who is the victim, and who found them?

And so it begins...

[(Anonymous)]

(Warning. I may have been watching too many My Brother, My Brother and Me clips on youtube beforehand. This may reflect upon my writing.)

Daniil Dankovsky stood with a sober expression as the crowd of attendees rushed and spoke animatedly. There on the grand dinner table where the communal New Year's Eve dinner was to take place lied Vlad Jr., dead.


"My poor boy!" Vlad Olgimsky, no longer a Senior Vlad, just a plain Vlad, cried out. "His last words he spoke to me were 'oh boy, I can't wait to try some of this delicious food! Yummy yummy yummy!'" He pointed towards Daniil. "You there! You're a doctor aren't you?"

"I was the one at charge of leading the Hospital, yes." Daniil replied.

"Rhetorical question, fool." Vlad said. "Go find out who killed my son. My son may have had rocks for brains, but he had the healthiest body that money could afford. There is no way that he would've died normally. Let Isidor's boy and that strange changeling girl know that they're on the case as well."

========

"How did I get involved in this?" Clara said, eating a piece of bread as Daniil and Artemy craned their heads over the motionless Vlad Jr.

"Böos Vlad has many ways to make things happen." Artemy replied as he palpated Vlad Jr.'s neck for signs of distension. "For the best that you came here early before he resorted to different methods to getting what he wants."

"Hm." Daniil investigated the strange fluid that had pooled from the body's mouth. "So far it seems like we can rule out more direct methods of death. No knife wounds apparent nor bruising. Motive seems apparent already."

"Oh, and what's that, oynon?" Artemy said.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm hardly the most acquainted with this town, but a power play is at hand here." Said Daniil. "On the eve of an event held by the local baron of the economy, his son dies under mysterious circumstances. It's all too fitting that someone looking to challenge Olgimsky's power would do so on such a day."

"It could be. Just as well at how obvious it'd be, a more cunning mind would avoid it. Murder is difficult as is, and those seeking to go after an Olgimsky had better be prepared for the worst." Artemy replied.

Daniil thought for a moment before speaking again. "And what sort of angle are you implying, Vorakh?"

"The look's on your face. 'Kains' is what you're thinking. I'm telling you it's more than likely not them. They have different methods than this."

Meanwhile Clara had taken Vlad Jr.'s hand in her own. And slapped him with it. Vlad Sr may have forced her into this murder investigation, but she still managed to find her own entertainment.


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(OP, I have no goddamn idea what I'm doing so if you want to ignore this or change this completely, I'd be cool with that.)

Domestic Talon/Beak

[(Anonymous)]

What it says on the tin. Talon and Beak are an old married couple, or at least act like one. Bonus points for keeping the grandiose speeches in day-to-day situations.

i survived quarantine for this

[(Anonymous)]

can I get a short, silly fic involving Victor? Anything on the comedic side would be good!

Re: i survived quarantine for this

[(Anonymous)]

Anon, are you ok with mpreg?

Saburov Fiction

[(Anonymous)]

HELLO, MY NAME IS ALEXANDER SABUROV AND KATERINA IS MY LOVELY WIFE. SHE HAS ENCOURAGED ME TO PRACTICE MY TALENT FOR WRITING AND STORYCRAFT, AND THAT'S WHY I'M HERE TODAY TO OFFER YOU A RARE OPPORTUNITY. I WANT TO WRITE SOME STORIES FOR YOU. PLEASE PARDON THE CAPITALIZATION, I HAVE AN OLDER TYPEWRITER OF THE EARNEST VARIETY, UNLIKE THOSE DAMNABLE KAINS WITH THEIR FANCY LOWERCASE CAPABILITIES.

I'M OFFERING TO WRITE THREE ORIGINAL STORIES FOR THE FIRST THREE PEOPLE ON ANY THEME OR SUBJECT REQUESTED. HOWEVER I AM ADMITTEDLY A MERE AMATEUR WHEN IT COMES TO WRITING, SO THESE WILL BE ON THE SHORT SIDE. TALKING ABOUT MY WIFE AND HOW MUCH I LOVE HER WOULD BE WELCOMED AS WELL.

FOND REGARDS,
--SABUROV

Re: Saburov Fiction

[(Anonymous)]

i have a request! can you please write about the first time you met katerina and why you fell in love with her thank you saburov i love your work

Murky is biologically related to Mark

[(Anonymous)]

Is Mark her absentee father? Is Mark her uncle? Is Mark her long-lost brother?
They both have big poofy black hair and they are both a little mean to me so I want to see a fic where they are related by blood.
I will give you bonus points if you get in Artemy fighting with Mark for custody.

Daniil/Peter, first kiss

[(Anonymous)]

What it says on the tin! Is it awkward, sweet, both? College days or Gorkhon days? Happy tone, sad tone, bittersweet? Bonus points for that soft “can I kiss you” that always gets me smiling like a doofus at my screen

Re: Daniil/Peter, first kiss

[(Anonymous)]

aaaaaaaa I'd love to see this too!

Oy vey

[(Anonymous)]

A man of high intelligence attempts to divine the method to slice a common vegetable without crying. Rooting for either the oynon or the onion is Oyun.

Any genre/length, do whatever you want. Preferably no shipping, but any reply at all is welcomed.

Re: Oy vey

[(Anonymous)]

I'm thinking maybe it's Daniil misunderstanding what it means to cut along the Lines. Maybe that will finally give him what he needs to cut an onion with no tears at last.

Twiniil

[(Anonymous)]

This is reposted from a discord conversation with permission:

Through some magical incident (maybe Polyhedron, maybe Aspity trying to embarrass him through a curse) Daniil now has a doppelganger, one that reflects his true feelings in his heart. It was expected that the doppelganger unable to hide the secrets in his heart would be a major problem for Daniil, and it is. Just not in the way that Daniil, or anybody thought.

The problem is that the newfound twin has confessed his feelings for Artemy.

Daniil the university lecturer

[(Anonymous)]

Another discord conversation repost, and it's exactly what it says on the tin. ;)

Victor and the empty marble nester syndrome

[(Anonymous)]

Khan and Capella are finally married! For some reason or another the couple breaks from real-world tradition and khan moves into Capella's wing. (maybe something about how a mistress cannot live in the physical domain of another? But khan isn't a mistress so he can move just fine). In response Victor gets a little anxious, of course he loves his son---but it wasn't like he and Nina ever really visited or wrote to their own fathers once they were married. What if Khan is the same? To cope, Victor ever so slightly tightens his bond, and his grip, on his apprentice Grief---desperate not to be left alone in the Crucible

Capella and the price of being Papa's favorite

[(Anonymous)]

As white mistress to be it was always quite easy for Capella to win the favor of others, whteher through natural or supernatural means---but alas she is not all-powerful, she cannot control how people feel about hose other than herself, and that includes her father and brother, a great source of potential stress in her family life

Ideas
-Capella knows she is the favorite child and feels guilt
-Capella is frustrated that she cannot do anything about this guilt, she cannot make her father love her any less and she cannot make him love her brother anymore
-Capella is concerned this dynamic has strained her own relationship with her brother, who might view her more as an obstacle than as a sister or even a mistress
-please do not be weird about their relationship as siblings.

Father (and mentor) knows best

[(Anonymous)]

Oh no! Grief has caught f-f-feelings for somebody. Diurnal ending so it isn't like he can just bury them under crime anymore. But he's too embarrassed to go to his friends for advice, and not fully confident they won't tattle or would even offer very good relationship advice (they've all been pretty unlucky in love thus far). Oh what is a poor grief to do?
Unless....
Hey Mr. Kain, you've been in love before right?

-found family father/son Victor and Grief!
-maybe some little-brother khan?
-Grief/Artemy? Grief/Lara? Grief/Rubin? Grief/Danil? Grief/anyone!!
-ok grief/maria would be kind of weird.

Grief gets a half

[(Anonymous)]

Notkin always believed that the souls-and-a-halves should be open to everyone---even adults, so he is super excited when his FAVORITE adult in Gorkhon seems to have attracted the attention of a potential half

-please give me that good found family brother dynamic pleassse

Georgiy's day out

[(Anonymous)]

Gorkhon's worst resident has a day out in the town, what happens?

[(Anonymous)]

Pathologic, but set in Texas.

Daniil & Artemy Age Regression, Comfort

[(Anonymous)]

CW: non-sexual age regression in response to stress/trauma

After the plague Daniil mentally regresses to a young age, but unfortunately his childhood was full of responsibilities and pressure to be perfect (not unlike his adult life), so the regression doesn’t help him cope.

I’d like to read about Artemy comforting Daniil in both his age-reg state and after, helping him to not feel ashamed about it.

+ super bonus points for Daniil being autistic
+ more bonus points for Artemy learning about Daniil’s love for beetles (maybe they look for beetles together in the steppe!!)
+ I imagine this scenario being a step along the way to romance because of Daniil’s vulnerability and Artemy’s affection, but the amount of future Burakovsky addressed is up to the filler :)

Re: Daniil & Artemy Age Regression, Comfort

[(Anonymous)]

I would love to tackle this! I can't guarantee how much future burakhovsky this will lead to, but I hope to still write something tender!