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Honey, I'm Home! by VinestaffsLeftKidney (junorian)
Fandoms: Something is Knocking at Your Door - ThatMob (Web Series)
26 Jun 2026
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“You should’ve listened to me. I was keeping you safe,” Verity stated, so very matter-of-factly. Mob concedes, he was curious and didn’t keep Verity’s warning in high regard, but it was also an equal part accident, he swears! Verity’s face was mere inches away. Mob can feel the warmth of his breath. Is this how he was going to die? Oh my God is Verity going to eat him? Does he even respawn if he’s eaten?
Wait. He’s looking to the side. Why? Oh, please no. Verity’s attention was drifting downwards. Mob squeezed his legs together to try to hide the evidence.
Down, boy.
At least let him die with some dignity. Please, please, please, don’t notice…
Verity's grin deepened, the serrated edges of his mouth crinkling. Fuck. "You freak, you really do get off to this. I thought I was mistaken. Why, I would’ve saved a lot of effort convincing you to listen to me," he chuckled, tapping a sharpened claw against the hem of his pants.
The time Verity breaks into Mob's outlook ends a little differently than expected.
(AKA: Mob gets off on being scared. Verity notices. They freak it.)
Originally a one-shot, currently extending.
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28 Jun 2026
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Back then, they hadn't been entirely sure exactly what visions Amo’s abilities played to her victims, but Riyo's face in particular when the illusion had broken had stuck with him.
That woman's powers are real vicious, he remembers thinking to himself as he looked at Riyo’s crumpled form on the ground. Real vicious.
Which is exactly why he hesitates to answer.
Or, the one where Zanka discovers who he would've seen had he forgotten his mask back in Amo's tower, and how he deals with the consequences.
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29 May 2026
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"GREAT! Just great! As if this could GET any better!" Zanka bites out, seething. Of course he's stuck here, injured, in a damp, dirty cell, and of course he's stuck here with fucking Jabber of all people.
Jabber whistles appreciatively, "Man, you're in a mood today. Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" and cackles at his own joke. Zanka's gonna strangle him. He's gonna rip out those bars with his bare hands and use them to beat Jabber to death.
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Zanka is taken by some people who want to study givers. Jabber is there too. This somehow makes everything both better and so much worse.
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28 May 2026
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After the war by Nisuseuryalus
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
09 May 2026
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After the war is won, Giyuu Tomioka wakes from his coma to find a changed world and missing limb. There is just Sanemi Shinazugawa and him left now. Both wrapped up in their own grief. They must adapt to this precious future their comrades have traded their lives for whilst still fighting the demons in their minds. Amidst all this, their bond grows. But time marches forward, relentlessly, to their twenty-fifth year...
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12 May 2026
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Nest is bird’s safe haven but that’s not what wings are made for by Noa_1707
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
18 Jun 2025
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Eye-patch came off. Scarcely ever did, and each time Fyodor was oddly charmed by Nikolai’s mismatched eyes. Whether one, or perhaps both, were contact lenses or heterochromia was natural, that he couldn't know – seldom is the line dividing truth from lies set in stone, very much like the one separating sanity from utter madness – living and breathing example of the fallacy was right in front of his eyes.
Nikolai rested chin on a palm and leaned forwards. “Tell me Dos-kun, what do you think is the worse”, he murmured in equally sentimental and derisive tone, as if vacillating between scorn and affections. Despite the sorrowful smile there was something in Nikolai’s expression that alarmed.
“To clip bird’s wings or to take its voice away?”
In which Nikolai, driven to brink of madness by love, saves Fyodor from death and helps him recover. Except now that he finally has Fyodor within arm’s reach he won’t be so willing to let go.