Soarele04
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Being stuck in hell has it’s perks when you’re the devil’s favourite.
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You were lowly scum, picked up off of the dirty streets and brought to salvation at the Sinyala Facility. You have spent days, months, years, maybe within these walls. Each trial you have found yourself doing more and more thanks to a certain doctor’s sweet encouragement after every A+. You have seen fellow reagents rebirth, earning their freedom to the outside world as they have proved successful. How will you prove yourself to the facility and Dr. Easterman you have what it takes to leave?
Bookmarked by Soar (Soarele04)
06 Feb 2026
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Holy, I’m mentally ill. Yeah, this was great. Easter man has never been more attractive.
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A dark, hooded figure emerged from the dense snowstorm, growing far too tall as it approached. You shuffled back weakly in the bloodstained snow and winced as you jostled the trap clamped on your boot.
“What is this?” the man’s voice rumbled, muffled behind his mask. “You are…not what I expected to catch today.” He crouched and cupped your cheek reverently, as if you were a tiny creature whose delicate bones would snap at a too-rough touch.
You flinched at first — but he was warm, so warm.
“You are very far from home, aren’t you, Kleines Häschen?” he mused, honeyed words drawn out slowly as you relaxed into his palm. “Come, let me tend to your wound. Rest by my fire, just for a little while.”
The man scooped you up from the snow, unresisting. Sleep whispered sweet temptation as you were cradled to his chest, lulled by the blood loss and his steady steps. You gave in to the beckoning darkness, and allowed your heavy lids to close, like he said—
just for a little while.
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It's a rainy day and you're having a stroll through your home town. The local church seems to catch your interest. You can’t remember ever seeing someone going in or out of this church. Forgotten, outdated or perhaps reduced to a building with a built in time indicator. The hourly chime of the church tower bells seemed like it’s last cries for attention. Trying to prove it’s relevance. You step inside and meet someone. The reason why this church seemed abandoned. The one who had fallen from above.
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Harvey really does have lovely hands.
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- Part 1 of Case History
Bookmarked by Soar (Soarele04)
15 Nov 2025
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Oh he’s so cute and yet hot. I’d prefer this scenario with my boyfriend though.. :(