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The Might of Lilith explodes and Vox has a front row seat to the destruction he has wrought.
Except he's not dead. He's alive in his office and watching Charlie Morningstar's disastrous interview live on screen, exactly one year before Pentagram City is reduced to ash.
He can work with this. All he has to do is stay away from that stupid hotel for a year and everything will be fine.
Unfortunately, a certain Radio demon has opinions about his old pal ignoring his return.
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10 May 2026
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Basically any idea that comes into my mind to do with Vox. Will mainly be radiostatic but also other Vox ships. Writing for all different age groups so do read with caution as some chapters will be explicit.
i will put rating, pairings (if applicable) and specific content warnings in the notes so that if you would like to skip a one-shot, then you can!
I am open to taking requests (just pop them in the comments and I'll try and check!) but can't guarantee I'll be able to write them all.
Happy reading and pls leave kudos/comments <33
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10 May 2026
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Continuum by remember_2_breathe (scisaac_the_socio)
Fandoms: Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Heated Rivalry (TV)
13 Jun 2026
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Shane didn't hear the rest of Ilya's question. It happened so fast, in the span of a blink. One minute he was staring at his husband and the next he was in a hallway, the momentum of whatever that had moved him causing him to stumble forward. His body collided with the door in front of him, the thud of the impact ringing out into the hallway.
"Ow, fuck, what the fuck?" He groaned, steadying himself. "What the hell was that?"
A lock clicked, the door in front of him swung open.
"Sasha, ya ne khochu..." A voice, so familiar even without the rasp Shane knew it would gain in time that he recognized it instantly, stopped. "Who are you?"
"Oh." Shane gasped, his eyes growing wide. There, in front of him, was his husband. Only it wasn't his Ilya, as in the one he was just talking to, the one he woke up next to every morning. This Ilya was a bit smaller, his curls a bit bigger and more wild, younger. His eyes more guarded than the open, adoring blue Shane was used to now. "Oh my god."
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10 May 2026
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"You look tired," Sylus said.
"I'm fine."
"You're pale," Sylus's hand came up without preamble, fingers curling around Caleb's jaw and turning his face slightly, examining him the way one might examine something that belonged to them. Caleb resisted the urge to pull away, mostly because pulling away would have meant admitting it bothered him, and he'd learned that Sylus found his irritation more entertaining than anything else.
"I said I'm fine," Caleb repeated, more quietly.
"And I heard you," Sylus released his jaw with an almost leisurely slowness, hand dropping to rest on the back of the sofa behind Caleb's shoulders, "That doesn't mean you are."
Caleb felt a surge of irritation, how could this vampire possibly know what he’s feeling, "I came before it got bad I think that's enough."
"Progress," Sylus agreed, "It means you're being sensible instead of punishing yourself."
"I'm not sure sensible is the right word for any part of this,” Caleb couldn't even laugh.
"No," Sylus conceded, "Perhaps not."
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Or, Caleb is struggling still with his venom addiction, if only he could..just give in for once.Series
- Part 2 of Caleb/Sylus Venom Chronicles
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10 May 2026
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I always feel like somebody's watching me.
Vox wakes up with the feeling of something missing, little pieces and fragments of life he knows should be there. There's nothing that shows he should think he's missing anything. And yet…something is waiting. Watching. Familiar. Too familiar. Like someone who’s been there before he even noticed. Like someone who knows him better than he knows himself—and isn’t done yet.
(A continuation to my work 'Enjoy The Silence')
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- Part 3 of Drag You Down
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09 May 2026