Liminal_Headspace
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A shadow, far larger than any phantoms but shorter than an enderman, looms and darkens a bit of his surroundings with its enormous wingspan, making it a bit difficult for him to see while he lands a few critical hits successfully on the flying reptiles that glide too close to his face and fall to the snow one by one.
He closes his eyes for a bit to breathe slowly and calm his burning nerves, but he feels a pinprick sensation around his neck, making him flinch violently and opens his eyes widely to register that there’s something brown latching at the right side of his neck, shuddering at the slithering sensation. He tries to scramble away from it when his strength starts to slip from his fingers now of all times, which makes resisting the tight grip on his tilted head and shoulder more difficult.
The bile in his knotted stomach rises to his throat at the smell of something rusty, feeling something liquid dripping from his neck towards his robe and soaks it gradually. He can only stare widely into the distance while his hands clutch at the snow on the floor like a lifeline in dread.
Something is drinking Tango’s blood. Fast.
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- Part 14 of NekoDere07 Cinematic Multiverse (NDCM)
- Part 4 of ND07's TWB MCC Event 2023 Fics Collection
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Choke on your blood and your tears by Captain_Blue
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
31 Oct 2025
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“Is something wrong-”
Mumbo lunges from the woods, fangs extended, mouth open in a hiss.
He pounces on Iskall, his teeth finding their throat, shredding it in an attempt to get as much blood as possible.
The last thing Iskall sees before it all goes dark is the moon, huge in the sky, the image of Mumbo leaping from the woods at him, burned behind his eyes.
or, The server's vampires go feral during season 8 and attack people. The peaple they attack die and don’t come back for some reason. The non-vampiric hermits race to restrain their vampiric friends well trying to find a way to bring the ones they killed back.
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- Part 10 of Blue's mcyt cannibalism fics
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a duty to others, a duty to you, a duty to the dead by audioEidolon
Fandoms: Vampires SMP
21 Feb 2026
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"My, you have been busy," Scott said, and Legundo did not look at Scott's eyes— shut them in fact, when Scott grabbed his chin and forced his face forward. He could smell that cold breath now, like a funeral parlor, and pulled away with a grimace, hand moving to his belt—
Scott snatched that up as well, and with a twist and a surge of inhuman strength, pressed Legundo flat to the table. His breath left him in a rush, and Scott laughed.
Scott was shorter than Legundo, and much lighter as well. The only thing keeping him planted on the ground was his own body weight, and Legundo had the advantage of leverage.
He still had a hand free. Legundo grabbed on to the collar of Scott's elegant coat, and put a knee into the vampire's stomach. He had the satisfaction of seeing surprise in Scott's eyes— before he was handily thrown clean off of Legundo, and over the far side of the table.
He would not get the element of surprise again.
(Or; Legundo gets bit by EVERY Vampire at some point or another, for varying reasons.)
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“You're funny. I like you.”
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What if Scott Goldsmith didn't push Martyn off the bridge in EP 3?
What if Scott instead decided that Martyn would be a good food source for the vampires?
or I like making the blonde man suffer
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- "You’re weird, you know that?"
- "So I’ve been told."
A pause. Grian looked at him over the rim of his glass.
- "And me?"
Mumbo’s head tilted just slightly.
- "You don’t run away."
- "Should I?"
A longer pause.
Mumbo’s voice was soft, nearly swallowed by the bar’s low music.
- "Probably."