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In These Small Hours by zero2hiro
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
20 Dec 2025
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The idea of his baby brother walking away from the Estate with the confidence of a Pillar made his stomach twist into painful knots. A demon slayer was already a prime target for demons - a feast for those around them. But a Hashira was different - they were targets for the Upper Ranks and the most dangerous enemy for someone like Kibutsuji. The most ferocious, determined warriors that were forever labeled the strongest of the Corps.
Something he knew very well that Genya was not.
( a collection of 2025 whumptober fics ranging from aus to canon-divergence to canon & what-if scenarios )
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Ghosts by zero2hiro
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon), Star Wars - All Media Types
07 Mar 2024
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There were ghosts in the facility. With every groan of steel, every creak in the floor, every crackle within the ice - he heard them. A reunion of ghosts and memories.
*** This contains spoilers for The Bad Batch ( S3.E5 | The Return ) *** -
I Hurt Too by zero2hiro
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon)
23 Oct 2023
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A collection of whumptober 2023 fics ! Vignettes into windows of different scenarios, different characters and sometimes just plain old angst in different alternate universes. Some chapters will take place in the same AU, some will be completely stand alone. Let's cry together.
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Hours Between by zero2hiro
Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon)
24 May 2023
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Echo recovers from the horrors the Techno Union put him through. He waits, he mends, he wonders and he fights. But, what happened during his recovery ? What did he say ? What did he do ? Who did he talk to ? These are the hours between his rescue and his becoming the hero of Anaxes.
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Mere inches he had been from grasping the flaying strings of an ancient heart, Vanitas had been torn away just as swiftly. Of course it was Sora who harbored the heart of his other – of course it was the simple boy who made friends with even his enemies. A rough cough shook his frame as he dragged himself from the remnants of a broken door, splinters scattered across the dirt, rolling with the ghastly howl of wind. The barren wastelands of the Graveyard had become his home and, despite the amount of pain it brought him, a motivator for his actions. He was but a piece of the puzzle to Xehanort, but he would rather be a piece needed than an extra discarded.