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i learned hunger from your hands by soyfished
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Something Is Knocking At Your Door (ThatMob)
16 Jun 2026
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Mob has been alone for too long... well, not literally. Verity is always there: watching, helping, answering, smiling from the foot of his bed. But after months of isolation, nightmares, and no one human left to touch— Mob is starting to feel like his own body is turning against him.
Then one night, after a nightmare, he wakes up to a hand on his shoulder.
It is not the yellow ball.
It is Verity.
Human-shaped, smiling, and waiting for Mob to ask properly.
or: Verity reveals his third form, Mob is the first to survive long enough to see it; and touch-starvation makes consent complicated, humiliating... and very, very dangerous.
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- Part 2 of the answer is always me! isn't it? :)
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27 Jul 2026
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“If I ask you something, do you promise to be honest with me?”
“Yes! Yes, of course- I promise!” He answered immediately, trembling even harder with what must be the frustration of trying to keep his movements hidden. You can feel the irritation lashing inside him.
“Okay… Caine?” You stopped your caresses, tone measured. “Are you touching yourself?”
caine isn't doing well. you take it upon yourself to fix it.
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19 Jul 2026
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KINKTOBER DAY 1 & 2::
SHIBARI/FEMDOMSeries
- Part 1 of Kinktober 2022
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14 Jul 2026
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After an accident leaves you alone in a hospital room, you awaken in the middle of the night to the unmistakable presence of something, or someone, watching from behind the curtain. Trapped in a haze of morphine and fear, you come face to face with him.
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11 Jul 2026
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You know about his old flame, the tiny salesman. You’d seen him a few times, visiting Tenna in his office when you two were just getting to know each other; you know he hasn’t gotten over his last love, and likely never will.
But God, leaning back on the velvet couch, legs parted to fit your body between them, Tenna is tantalizing. Uppers bring out this strange energy in him—a latent aggression, obvious in the way his fangs just barely graze his lower lip, the way he holds onto his whiskey glass for dear life and bounces his leg on the coffee table. Logically, you and Tenna are equals, but right now, you are at the mercy of his incessant heat, the raw power of his machinery.
Or,
Under the influence of whiskey and cocaine, Tenna wants to prove to himself that he is over Spamton. So he fucks you.
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29 Jun 2026