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Mob had followed him home. It was his own fault for not noticing. It had been a long day that had ended on bad terms and he had walked the whole way with his shoulders hunched, peeling off from Mob at the intersection and not looking back to see if he'd crossed.
And then there had been a shadow in his window – the one over his bed, facing down over the street. It had lingered in the way things linger when you can't look at them properly, and Arataka had not wanted to take a proper look.
Written for day 5 of MobReiMob Week 2025.
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- Part 2 of QNNNA's MobReiMob Week 2025
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Your first katana was flimsy plastic with easily-chipped paint that flecked off onto your grubby kid hands and stuck. You like to think that your sweat deformed it, shaped it, because you slept with it clutched in both hands and woke up with it glued to your skin. It couldn’t cut for shit. It was light, hollow – it snapped on the first honest-to-god blow.
If the katana was his way of teaching you how to fight, then what happened on your eleventh birthday was his way of teaching you how to fuck. Bro always preferred the hands-on approach.
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Sasori shuffles a standard deck of playing cards by qnnna
Fandoms: Naruto (Anime & Manga)
06 Jun 2025
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Sasori cuts the deck in half, splits it into each hand, and fwips the cards together. They slot seamlessly, transforming into an effortless bridge in clever hands.
It would be impressive. It was the first ten times. Whether or not it's meant to be impressive, she's pretty sure the deck is shuffled by now. What’s happening feels more like an endurance test than preparation for a game – Sasori's hypnotic motions, his dull, heavily-lidded eyes, his perfectly straight spine. He has to be playing with them, right?
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noun - anx·i·ety
- An abnormal and overwhelming sense of apprehension and fear often marked by physical signs (such as tension, sweating, and increased pulse rate), by doubt concerning the reality and nature of the threat, and by self-doubt about one's capacity to cope with it
- A strong desire sometimes mixed with doubt, fear, or uneasiness
(Merriam Webster)
They’re stubborn in the same way, him and Reigen. When they want something, they get it. When they want something, they fight for it, at least. Shigeo draws in a thin breath, tight and small in his lungs. He wants very much.
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Some part of you must know that if I go first, you’ll take that piece of me with you, buried in your throat with sticky fingers.
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Dave confronts Rose about past transgressions, Rose makes awkward promises, and they're both heartbroken.
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- Part 3 of I Would Say Sorry But It'll Happen Again
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“Caught you,” says Senju Tsunade. A gentle tug and she does not relent. Her lady’s thumb is pressed to the node at the base of Shizune’s wrist, and in the soft light that permeates the room, she can see her lady’s wry half-smile.
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He’s not sure when it got dark. He’s not sure if they’re allowed to be all alone together like this. Her friends are gone. The teachers are gone. There’s something unreal about it all, something that bothers him – it’s as though the world moves to make spaces for them to be alone together, like they’re the only living people. Here is their private universe in all of its vast, hungry emptiness. He holds onto her like a starving man – if not with his hands, then with his heart. If not with his heart, then with his soul. They’re alone together in all this nothingness, aren’t they?
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Head shoulders knees and toes by mobukun-and-shishou (qnnna)
Fandoms: モブサイコ100 | Mob Psycho 100
18 Jan 2025
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Reigen Arataka, bullying Shigeo’s hair into shape. It’s black as ink, straight and thick, coming down to right below his brows.
He’d fallen asleep on the bus, pressed into fabric that is rougher than it looks but held steady against each jostle and sway. The imprint of Shishou’s suit is red on his cheek, the color of sleep in his eyes.
Shishou ruffles his hair, messing it clean again. Shishou clicks his tongue and speaks without talking. The rhythm of it is nice, a song when he chastises Shigeo for falling asleep, and then apologetic, landing heavy back on his head like he can’t let go.
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Am I the deer, am I the headlights? by mobukun-and-shishou (qnnna) for shishishigeos
Fandoms: モブサイコ100 | Mob Psycho 100
03 Dec 2024
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I have your surprise in my waistband, kept in a little pocket I tore into the loop with the elastic inside. I made sure it's sharp because I care about making it painless, at least at first. My blade is as solid to me as a third presence in the room. I feel bigger – taller, maybe – with the sort of secret I wouldn’t keep in my backpack.
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I used to think you must be the water I drink by qnnna
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
02 Oct 2024
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Vertigo: past, present, future. His future, he now knows, will be very empty. His future will be cold. He has what he wanted, he has it inside him, warm and slick down his throat, very still, Shizun's heart. He thinks, it shouldn't be warm and soft.
Shizun was never warm and soft. Shizun operated on a sliding scale of extremes, Shizun is the jade centerpiece of every room, and Shizun is dead, and Shizun is the jade centerpiece of his tomb now too.
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- Part 1 of QNNNA's Goretober
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under the surface of my suffocating days by mobukun-and-shishou (qnnna)
Fandoms: モブサイコ100 | Mob Psycho 100
02 Oct 2024
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Ritsu lost his right to breathe some time between learning to walk and learning the finer points of petty envy. A study of asphyxiation.
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He’s eighteen when he realizes that it’s not too late. It’s a seed – something small that roots between his lungs, and all of a sudden he can hardly breathe for it. Hyuuga Hinata has inherited her clan in the wake of her father’s death. It’s spring, and Konoha smells fresh for it when the wind blows east. West brings along the stench of the buried, incongruent – a reminder. The war is six months over, but everything is off-kilter still, and Neji finds himself in a familiar courtyard, facing away from tragedy.
Or: Neji and Hinata: the beginnings
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“It’s sex pollen,” Rose diagnoses, prim and articulate. Dave is flushed in ruddy blotches, a shadow in the hastily-shut doorway. “An external reproductive agent, recreational drug on Derse and Prospit, and the heavily sought after scourge of low-brow fiction.”
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What you once were by qnnna for imilliterate
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
16 Aug 2024
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Huaisang-ge observes his own face in profile, intent on the shifting, tensing muscles of his jaw. His expression is something neighboring calculating, laid bare when faced with another version of himself. There are thumbprint bruises under his eyes, and he’s haggard when compared to the well-fed youthfulness of Huaisang-di.
“Don’t scream,” he says at last, shrugging off the head-shaker as easily as he would an outer layer.
“I-I’ll do it. Wei-gongzi is right inside, you know.”
“I know.”
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There’s something wrong with him when he wakes up in the same shallow place he fell asleep. It’s heavy underground, a promise of heat where the sand slips in through gaps in broken glass, slow streams when the wind blows south. The basement sticks to his skin with an unnatural, clammy chill. Something hurts, a sharp pounding pressure in his skull, searing heat radiating out from his leg, below the knee. Something doesn’t hurt, the place where the pain abruptly cuts off. He scrambles up on his elbows, angles his head to look, and finds the floor tilting down, down, down.
“Fuck.”
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It’s early. He’s playing with your hair, downright paternal. It feels like an ironic charade of fatherhood, vaguely sleazy. You can see it from outside your body: Bro’s sharp shades, inverted reruns, time running backwards and unspooling, you across his lap. You’re nauseous, like that time you got heat stroke and puked down the front of Bro’s white polo shirt, it’s that same lurch in your stomach, or maybe somewhere further down – further back. It’s salt and sweat and his tacky leather gloves, his big palm, his thumb plowing furrows into your hair. You’re lax, ragdoll physics, rolling with his flat strokes across the back of your skull. You’re roadkill baking out in the sun. He’s pawing at you, rolling you over his dick, and you’re breaking down the center, brittle. It’s hard to breathe, now that you’re thinking about it, the air is too humid and whatever he gave you still has you fucked up, a bit too far to the side, slanting sideways. You can feel your heartbeat in your dick.
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His brother must be here. His brother has been here, always, no further than an arm’s length away. His brother is so far away all the time, as simultaneously constant and distant as the sun, and Tobirama needs him like something caught, hopeless, in his orbit.
Sequel to Within and Without.
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- Part 2 of A Losing Battle Is Raging
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First Snow by qnnna
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
31 May 2024
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He was startled awake from an anxiety dream about Mobei-jun’s impotence by the System’s dissonant not-voice blaring into his subconsciousness.【Scenario pusher unlocked,】It said at a volume wholly unsuited to the early hours of the morning.【Invest 100 B-points for the chance to cash out on 500 B-Points! Don’t miss out on this unbeatable deal!!
It took a second for the words to compute, but when they did, he was nearly capsized by a surging tide of indignation. Unlocked?! Then why did he have to pay a hundred B-Points? What was this, a pay-to-win gambling game?! Scenario pusher for what?
【You are being given the exclusive opportunity to reduce your C-Points! Don’t miss out! ＼(≧▽≦)／】
Just – just what was a C-point? He was too tired for this. Too tired, and too squished. The room was still dark, and he was serving as his king’s little spoon, so close that he worried he’d disappear into the chiseled gap between Mobei-jun’s pecs.
Either unknowing or uncaring of his plight, the System chirped,【C-Points refer to Celibacy Points. Your C-Points are currently maxed out! Engage in papapa to reduce your C-Points!】
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- Part 4 of Rare Kink Buffet Fills