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"I don’t like him," Shedletsky lied with every cell in his body. Chance didn't reply right away. Just stood up and began making his way towards the kitchen.
"Good," he said casually. "Then it won’t be weird when I tell him you've been moaning his name in your sleep." Shedletsky's eyes widened. "What?! I did not!"
Chance smirked and walked off without answering. Shedletsky dropped his face into his hands with a groan.Series
- Part 1 of Forsaken gooning
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the now, the then, the thinking of when (the siren in the water) by nullnvoid (timefliessbye) for Padingo
Fandoms: Die Of Death (Roblox)
16 Nov 2025
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A long, long time ago, there lived a group of reclusive creatures deep in the mountains. Concealed among the damp pine and dark foliage, they were the forests’s prized children.
As their numbers dwindled, falling one by one, they evolved, a system beginning to develop in their bodies, one that drove them to copulate often, to reproduce maniacally. This cycle would remain forever, living on later, much later, until even the modern era of now.
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Pursuer has been alone for as long as it can remember. Nobody to keep it company, no other of its kind in sight. So alone that the hidden cycle deep within it had no reason to activate.
Until recently, when civilians encroached on its territory.
They were not kin, not of its flesh or blood. But still they talked, breathed, were warm, and that was enough to trigger something.
Resist. Pursuer must resist this sickening instinct, must not let itself be controlled anymore.
But even the strongest things have a limit.
How fortunate that when it broke, there was someone there to help.
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Artful has the distant thought that he might be fucked as he watches the creature turn to him.
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- Part 6 of null’s works :P
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Lately I have desperately pondered (Spent my nights awake and I wonder) by len_aaaXD
Fandoms: Roblox (Video Game), Forsaken (Roblox), The Robloxia: Until Dawn (Roblox)
26 Apr 2025
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Everything was dull, boring, and mindless to him.
Except for a specific Robloxian that hung around in the gallery.
The man Shedletsky gazed upon looked almost bored—as if none of Shedletskys 'beautiful' works had resonated with the man yet. The Robloxian had grey hair that almost shimmered in the warm spotlight of the gallery, his navy hoodie, construction vest, and hardhat made the man look like he just gotten off of work.
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or; painter Shedletsky has been losing ideas, losing creativity as he continued creating. But now, he had found his source of inspiration—somebody that had ignited a flame of creative thoughts in him.
And it was no other than Builderman, a construction worker that had just gotten out of work.
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Inspired by: the longing of aching hands By whisperedoblivionlol idk what I'm doing, title is from Lovefool by The Cardigans. English isn't my first language so apologies if I use punctuation marks wrong!