Forsaken Oneshots Go !!

by InfinityAxe

Summary:

This is goin' to either be updated frequently or will get abandoned ! Also I've never posted on here before so uhm ... first times for everythin' I guess
Also check out my request book in my works if you have a request ong!!

Chapter 1: Someone Like Him

Notes:

Okay I know this one sucks ! Please skip it I swear it gets better ): I suck at angst so incredulously !

How could he have been so stupid and blind to his lover’s worries? Even when he was confronted, he could only muster a laugh that said he’d just do it again. Noli was an idiot; he lost everything in the blink of an eye. Every kill afterward grew less fun every person. The jester figure didn’t find joy in things anymore; everything reminded him of 007n7.

It was all fine before his discovery. 07 had loved him; he had loved 07, they were complete. They caused trouble as partners in crime, using the c00lgui to their advantage. But everything crashed down in a heap as soon as Noli took it too far. The jester had killed someone… and he quite enjoyed himself. It continued after on, and 07 just couldn’t fathom it any longer.

Now Noli sits alone in his room, a room he once shared with 07. It was darker than the night as he stared upwards to where the ceiling would be. His heart wouldn’t calm itself, as all he could think about was that stupidly sweet smile; The smile of his ex-lover. Something he will never see again. Noli breathed in short, sharp breaths, as tears threatened to rain from his eyes at any given moment. He couldn’t bring himself to cry, of course not. He was the problem.

The nocturnal life outside was loud; crickets chirped, and frogs sang. It was rather warm despite the lack of sun, yet Noli felt so cold and empty. He had wished he had handled things differently. He wished he had taken into consideration how his actions made 07 feel. The jester was too selfish, though; he didn’t care, and he still shouldn’t, but he does. 07… He wanted to find someone like 07. He had already hurt the real thing; he couldn’t bear to show his face to him again.

It was a stupid thought. Finding someone like 007n7? What would be the point? He already ruined the real thing; history would simply repeat itself. Maybe someone like 07 isn’t for him. Noli didn’t like that, though. No, no, no, he can’t manage without his everything. Someone like 07 won’t cut it; he needs the real thing. Noli finally let the tears that had been sitting patiently fall. He truly was an idiot. A selfish, useless, idiot.

The purple figure curled up on his bed as he spiraled. Every thought about 07 and how things could’ve been. The way 07 looked at him as if he were a stranger that night tore Noli to pieces every time he reimagined it. Noli sobbed, tears soaking his sheets and face. He would never see 007n7 again. And 07 would prefer it that way.
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“It’s time for some murder !” A jester-like figure with half his face missing was the killer for this round. He was new to the spectre, and everyone was afraid of what he was capable of.

“Nols ?” The jester stopped dead in his tracks at the familiar person.

007n7, the man he thought he’d never see again.

Chapter 2: Unexpected Found Family

Summary:

Very light 007n7/1x1x1x1 in honor of my s/o :3

Being worried was an understatement of how 07 felt. He was afraid of how the killer cabin would treat C00lkidd, half of them didn’t even seem mentally stable. He approached the front door of the cabin nervously. It took him about a month of being in the spectre to realize the killers seemed more chill than the rounds made them out to be. This gave him enough courage to even consider approaching their cabin, located across the large lake from the survivor cabins.

For some reason, the killers were housed in one large cabin-like house, unlike the survivors who got their own personal cabins. Will 07 question the spectre’s motive behind this? For the better, he won’t even give it another thought. Before he could even knock on the door, a familiar yellow figure swung it open… He looked rather unamused.

“Ah- uhm, hello sorry to bother …” 07 nervously fidgeted with the bottom of his shirt, “I wanted to see C00lkidd if that’s okay ?”

John didn’t respond, instead, he moved out of the way and motioned inside the cabin. 07 hesitantly entered the cabin, taking in the rather clean-looking area. Just in the living room not far from the front door is C00lkidd playing with some dinosaur figure. On the couch, watching over the kid casually was 1x1x1x1 and Jason. It looked domestic, like a normal family.

“Uh… Hello?” 07 wasn’t sure how to greet them, although they were nothing special, it felt like he was insignificant in their presence.

Jason waved enthusiastically, he was quite friendly when he wasn’t slicing your head off your body. 1x addressed 07 casually, not minding his sudden intrusion, as it was for his child after all. C00lkidd, however, was overjoyed to see his father outside of rounds.

“PAPA!!” C00l ran up to 07 with his arms wide open, quickly abandoning the dinosaur figure on the floor.

“I’m so happy to see you’re okay,” 07 didn’t hesitate to scoop his son into a big hug.

“Papa! Ms. 1x is super nice to me! Can she be my mama?” The child beamed joyfully at his father, not noticing the way both 07 and 1x double-took at the statement.

1x cleared their throat and looked away towards the closest window their eyes could find. 07 laughed sheepishly, grateful for the fact at the very least 1x is actively taking care of C00lkidd in his place.

“Is that so? I’m happy to hear you like her,” 07 avoided the question entirely and ruffled C00lkidd’s hair.

“Since you’re here,” 1x started, “Can we discuss some days where you can take C00lkidd? He misses you, and often talks about you even when we try to distract him.”

07 simply nodded, a bit intimidated by 1x’s presence. They were powerful, and he knew that if he said anything wrong it could mean his demise. 1x led him into the kitchen and C00lkidd followed close behind.

In the kitchen, the two discussed a schedule that could work. Funnily enough, 1x suggested that 07 come and stay at the killer cabin instead of bringing C00lkidd over to the survivor side every other day. 07 agreed, the other survivors wouldn’t want C00l over there most likely. C00lkidd on the other hand was busy doodling with crayons, not caring to listen to ‘grown-up talk’. 1x and 07 concluded that 07 would stay at the killer cabin, and occasionally stop by his own cabin if he needed to for any reason.

Time passed as 07 grew more comfortable at the killer cabin despite everything. They didn’t outcast him like the survivors did, he had his son, and 1x was growing on him. 1x turned out to be super considerate outside of rounds, and they were a good parent… unlike their own. C00lkidd ended up calling 1x “mom” overtime and the killer cabin fell into automacy and domesticality.

How long would this found family last? 07 just couldn’t help but worry. He always worries.

Notes:

What are we even doin’ here anymore chat ?! How does one write fluff , it’s physically and mentally impossible for me !

Chapter 3: Sweet Night

Summary:

Chance/Shedletsky for the people in the back

It was quite late when Shedletsky found himself before a particular gambler’s cabin. It’s become somewhat of a late-night routine for the two of them to enjoy each other’s presence. Chance opened the door on queue as Shed was going to knock. Usually, the bird would walk in, greet Chance and Spade, and they get up to whatever mischief they had in mind. Today though, Shed stopped to take in Chance’s appearance; The gambler was barely clothed properly, his hair was a bit of a mess, and his shades were nowhere to be found.

“Pfft… did you just wake up?” Shedletsky nearly broke into laughter.

Chance gave his friend an exasperated look, pulling him into the cabin and shutting the door. Spade sat in the doorway leading into the living room from the kitchen, looking similarly sleepy. Shedletsky hadn’t exactly woken them up, but his arrival wouldn’t allow them to return to resting either. Or would it?

“If you two were sleeping, I could leave y’know?” The brunette nudged Chance jokingly, he found the situation rather humorous.

Chance didn’t respond right away, he glanced back in his bedroom’s direction then at Shedletsky. His voice was raspy and a little deeper than usual, “care to join us?” It was a clear invitation to bed.

Shed short-circuited for a moment, trying to understand the invitation. Was it a platonic invitation or was Chance making yet again another sexual joke? Chance chuckled at Shedletsky’s clear dilemma, he savored his confusion before clarifying himself.

“Just sleep, Shed,” it was Chance’s turn to nudge the bird lightly.

“Ohh, you sure I wouldn’t be intruding?” Shed’s wings were perked up, excited at the offer.

The thing with these two is they clearly like each other. Shed enjoyed Chance’s carefree nature, similar to his own. The two of them often saw each other in and out of rounds, which prompted their friendship. The other survivors, hell even the killers, were tired of these two beating around the bush.

“I wouldn’t have invited you otherwise, silly bird,” Chance poked Shed’s forehead and laughed at how excited the bird seemed.

Spade was getting impatient and wanted to go back to bed. He stomped to show his disapproval of being woken up from his beauty sleep. Unfortunately for him, the two only laughed at his stomping. Chance shook his head, smile still on his face. He tugged Shedletsky to his bedroom, Spade following behind them.

Chance’s bedroom was dark, you could make out the silhouette of the bed amongst the other things. The two of them made themselves comfortable and ended up making Spade sleep on the lounge chair in the corner. (For the record, Spade was NOT happy with this !) Shed found it impossible to go to sleep so close to Chance like this. He wanted to hold the gambler, not just lay beside him.

It was as though Chance read Shedletsky’s mind, he offered his arms out inviting him for a hug. Of course, Shed wasn’t going to let this opportunity slide, he pulled Chance close immediately. As if it were routine, Chance played with the bird’s hair casually as he drifted off to sleep.

Man… Shedletsky could really get used to this.

Notes:

I think now would be a good time to add !! All of these oneshots are in the same universe :3 Muhehehehe Although ! They aren’t in any specific order

Chapter 4: Who Broke It ?

Summary:

the "who broke it" meme thing

Shedletsky : So ... Who broke it ?
[Broken coffee machine]
Shedletsky : I'm not mad , I just want to know .
007n7 : I did . I broke -
Shedletsky : No , no you didn't . Chance ?
Chance : Don't look at me , look at Builderman
Builderman : What ? I didn't break it .
Chance : Huh , that's weird . How'd you even know it was broken ?
Builderman : Because it's sitting right in front of us ... and it's broken .
Chance : Suspicious .

Noob : If it matters - probably not - but Elliot was the last one to use it .
Elliot : Liar ! I don't even drink that crap .
Noob : Oh really ? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier ?
Elliot : I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles ; Everyone knows that Noob !

007n7 : Ok ! Ok ! Let's not fight ! I broke it , let me pay for it Shedle-
Shedletsky : No ! Who broke it !?

Chance : [Glances at Two Time] Shedletsky ... TT Has been awfully quiet .
Two Time : REALLY ???
Chance : Yeah ! Really !
Two Time : Oh my spawn !
[Everyone starts arguing]

Shedletsky : [With Doombringer and Dusekkar] I broke it . It burnt my hand so I punched it . I predict ten minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick . [He looks back towards the fighting] Good ... It was getting a little chummy around here .

Notes:

ehmm I wrote this a while ago on discord for my s/o to possibly animate it if he ever decides he wants to
funny silly

Chapter 5: Request Book !!

Hi chat I'm taking requests for this now ! Check my works for the request book (Or post them here .. I prefer if it were the request book though)

Anyway uh :3 yea ok bye

Oh wait before I go !! I'd like to clarify , all 1x's in these chapters will be betrayed 1x unless I mention in the notes or the story that it's not !!
That means this 1x is in fact related to Shedletsky ! That is their creator and they have beef lol
I'd also like to mention I view Taph and 1x as siblings in a way . In this AU , both are Shedletsky's creations . One was made to look like Telamon (Taph) and the other wasn't even planned at all , 1x js appeared .

Another thing I'd like to mention is that 007n7 decided to adopt Bluudud not long after getting to know the kid (in the spectre)
Bluudud is also 15 in this AU ! He's also a good brother to c00lkidd , they have the typical teenager and little sibling complex

Ermm uhhh ermmm THATS ALL :D NOW BYEEE

Chapter 6: Killer Admins - Teaser

Chance had realized something after being in the spectre for so long. It was that the admins, or most of them anyway, weren’t human. Shedletsky is a falcon, Dusekkar is a wendigo, Taph is an owl, Doom is some sort of brute, and 1x is well… 1x. The only humans in the bunch were Builderman and Brighteyes, who were both intimidating in their own right.

Luckily for Chance, he loved to gamble! He decided he’d take multiple by convincing the Spectre to let each admin have a round as killer. Excluding 1x and Doom, those two already kill enough. Now, this may sound INSANE, but Chance was curious. What did they say about curiosity? Right! It killed the cat! And Chance wasn’t a cat! (This is his logic, he’s stupid)

The gambler strutted right into the main cabin, where, lo and behold, the admins were chatting with each other! Two Time and Noob were also there, but they were doing their own thing. Chance would address them first before he forced them into killing, of course. He was a decent man!

“Ayee, it’s the righteous seven!” It was sarcasm, two of them weren’t righteous, and the others were lowkey assholes. “Got a question, so hypothetically the spectre made you all killers for a round each …”

“You all wouldn’t stand a chance!!” Shedletsky barked a laugh; he was joking… Hopefully!

“Mhh… That sounds like it’d be a bit awkward, ‘specially afterward,” Builderman pointed out while turning to face Chance.

“Chance are you insane?! We barely fend off the current killers as is!” Noob butted in from across the cabin. They did NOT want to showdown with ANY of the admins!

“C’mon, you’ve gotta be curious at least! Most of these guys aren’t human, and Builderman and Bright would make fire killers!!” Chance exaggerated his point by motioning to the admins as he spoke.

Noob blinked at Chance, genuinely finding his sudden fascination confusing. No, they weren’t at all curious to find out how they’d die to each admin. Chance sighed, clearly realizing his point was NOT made.

“Okay, okay, I’ll drop it. But if the spectre takes any ideas from me, don’t get mad!!” He waved with his Cheshire grin as he left the main cabin.

“Weird,” Taph signed with his hands. He thought about how messy his method of killing would be if he ever were to kill.

That was the end of that conversation; no one brought it up again. Although the Spectre had other plans. Thank the gambler for being such a stupid genius! It was only a matter of time until the Spectre was done forming creative killing abilities unique to each admin. In due time, dear gambler, in due time.

Notes:

This is short because it’s a little hint at a future mini-series thing I had in mind !! Each admin (excluding 1x and Doom) will get one chapter each of their killer era , then the last chapter will just be the aftermath ! Who y’all wanna see first lol
(It will be posted here and I'll number them dw)

Chapter 7: A Day Out

Summary:

007n7 takes c00lkidd and gender neutral kid!reader out on a luh adventure or wtv !
This is not in the AU I typically write in

Today was the big day! Your adoptive father, 007n7, had planned an outing for you and your new brother, c00lkidd. After scraping up any money he could from his jobs, 07 finally had enough to take you all out to different spots in Robloxia. You and c00lkidd packed your bags for the long drive as your dad got everything else together.

“You two ready?” Your dad’s gentle voice caught your attention. He had some bags in his hand, and they looked like they were decently weighted.

“Yes, papa!!” Both you and c00lkidd answered in sync to his question. It was time to go!

The three of you double checked everything before packing the car with your small amount of luggage. First stop was the aquarium in the city! This would be the first time you’ve ever been to the aquarium. Your first, and biological, family never really took you anywhere. Not because they didn’t have the money, but because they were always too busy for you. In the end, they decided they didn’t want a child and threw you away.

All is well now, though! You have 007n7 and c00lkidd, two people you could love. They loved you back as well! You got along well with c00l, only occasionally bickering over the smallest things. Typical sibling banter is what 07 called it. Thankfully, there wasn’t much to argue about on the trip to the aquarium.

“We’re here!” 07 found a parking spot after a bit of searching. Turning off the car, he looked back at the two of you with a smile. “Are you guys ready to see the fish?”

“YEA!” c00lkidd exclaimed before you could even respond, so you opted for nodding vigorously.

Your dad chuckled at the enthusiasm, “Well then, let’s go!” He unbuckled himself and slipped out of the car; you and c00lkidd scrambled to follow suit.

Once in the aquarium building, you could already see some of the over-the-top fish tanks from the front desk. C00lkidd tries hopping up on you to get a better look. You swat him away, and he sticks his tongue out at you playfully. 07 paid for your entries and held both your hands once you started touring. Fish surrounded you, most of which you’ve never seen before.

"Papa, you look like this fish!” c00lkidd pointed out a stupid-looking fish, trying to mock its look.

“Seriously? Not something cool like a shark?” Your dad laughed nervously, wearily eyeing the family nearby that laughed at c00lkidd’s comment.

“Nope!”

“Awh, man…”

You found yourself laughing at this, too. 07 looked a bit deflated, so you pat him on the back the best you could.

“It’s okay, papa, I think you look cool like a shark!!” You nodded to yourself, feigning seriousness.

“At least someone’s got faith in me.”

The three of you move on, stopping at the first exhibit. It’s a coral reef exhibit! You read a lot about coral reefs in a book 07 let you borrow from the library. You rushed off, noticeably startling your dad a bit. The corals were so vibrant, they reminded you of a bracelet you made for your old mom. She didn’t like it, so you kept it for yourself. Beside you appeared 07 and c00lkidd, who seemed less interested in the corals.

You weren’t able to touch the corals, unfortunately. It was to prevent damage being done to them or them hurting the visitors. Despite this, you still make the most of it by closing your eyes and imagining how they would feel. Probably like rocks, maybe like chalk? You don’t know, but it’d be funny if they were actually soft and not tough. Wait, no, that's kind of spooky to think about.

“Ready to move on?” 07 interrupted your imagination. You opened your eyes and turned to face him.

“Yes!” c00l answered quicker than you could blink. No, you weren’t ready, but that’s fine; you could always ask to spin back after the tour.

“Sure, but can we come back here after we walk around?” You try to muster the best puppy eyes you can just to secure the deal.

“Guess it couldn’t hurt..”

And so, you all continued touring. You stopped by the shark pool, the starfish exhibit, a jellyfish tank, and they even had a small area for freshwater fish and amphibians. Occasionally, you all stopped at tanks that weren’t a part of any particular exhibit just to admire the fish. You couldn’t stay very long since 07 had more things planned for the day. Next stop: trampoline park!

Notes:

This was requested by carcassForager !! Not goin’ to lie , I cut this short because my head hurt 💔but that’s ok !!! It’s still good I think ? I dunno don’t stone me 3 If you guys like it enough I’ll drag myself out of bed to make a part two to continue it

Chapter 8: The Ban Hammer - Killer Admins Ch.1

Summary:

killer builderman !!! yay !!

And so it begins. No one is expecting it, not even Builderman himself. Just a normal day in the survivor cabin as they await their new round. They’ve developed a routine of placing bets on who the next killer will be since it’s always been chosen at random. Today, it was Jason (Slasher who ?) who received the majority of bets, simply because they hadn’t seen him in a while. Imagine their surprise when it wasn’t any of the typical killers.

Builderman stood for a moment, looking rather lost. He gripped the ban hammer in his hands, remembering the feeling that felt so distant. Whispers rang in his head; they told him to kill. Kill? Who…? Ah, he understands. The builder’s reasonable thoughts vanished, the negative ones overpowering. It would only be fair to give the others a little payback. They never appreciated him as much as they should’ve anyway.

With a testing swing of a hammer, Builderman understood the weight. He’s wasting time now just standing here; it’s time to move. Immediately recognizing the map, he headed for the closest area where he could recall a generator would typically be located. The builder was in luck, spotting the familiar alcoholic working on the generator alone. Poor Noob, always adding that extra time.

Noob was clearly in their own little world, not at all noticing Builderman’s approach. It wasn’t until the hammer hit them *THWACK* that they came back to their senses. Normally, that’d kill a person, but the rules of the Spectre don’t work that way. The alcoholic was disoriented, yet quickly scrambling to their feet. Adrenaline. Fear. Builderman could taste it as Noob ran away wobbily.

When hurt, Noob would always run to Builderman. Ironic how it’s now the other way around, as Noob so fearfully runs away, the best they can. Blood littered their hair and trickled down their face; It nearly got in their eyes as if their own blood was working against them. White hot pain seared through as something hit the alcoholic’s back. Ability 1: Shockwave. They crumpled to the floor.

“Pretty darn neat, hm?” The builder’s foot slammed down onto their jaw, and a sweet crunch could be heard. “Too bad I wasn’t ‘ere to help. Night, night, pardner.” A swift slam of the hammer, joined by a blood-curdling scream cut short, and that was more time on the timer. Who next?

Blood began to cover the area around Noob’s corpse. It embraced Builderman’s boots, coating the bottom with crimson red. He’d have to clean that later. A flash of red caught his attention, and his head snapped towards that direction. Eyes narrowed as he was faced with the only other healer. Elliot. It would be best to wipe this one out quickly.

“Wha..?” It didn’t take long for the pizza boy to connect the dots using the sight before him. He needs to run. His legs take him back to the direction he came from.

Builderman never minded a little chase. He let Elliot get far enough before testing his next ability. Ability 2: Core shock. Aiming his hammer a certain way, he activates the next ability. The hammer emits a shock that launches him into the air. Perfect. The builder used the hammer’s weight to direct his landing. Poor Elliot won’t survive this. At least he shouldn’t anyway.

“No, no, n- GACK-” The hammer’s weight combined with Builderman’s crushed Elliot. His entire torso was crushed; there was no getting up from this, even if he wanted to. There was immediate defeat; the pizza boy didn’t even try. He tried to ask for Builderman to make it quick, but no words could rise. Everything hurt.

“Nothin’ personal, kid. Just can’t have ya healin’ everyone, y’know?” The smell of blood was oh so sweet. Builderman gave one final bone-crushing swing and moved on.

Was that a demolitionist the builder spotted? Oh, it was! The raven was haphazardly placing traps and bombs in a little area. It seems they’ve already spotted Builderman and knew running wouldn’t help them. Ah, Taph, the only one that actually respected Builderman the way he should’ve been respected. He’ll let Taph slide for now; the traps would be a handful to work around anyway.

Moving on, Builderman made his way to the next spot, where most survivors had huddled. It was usually he who made the plans and directed people on where and what to do. He was the leader, naturally. He was everything they needed in one. Yet despite this, he still wasn’t appreciated enough. Enough letting his voice speak, violence was the only way these pigeons listened.

Boots crunched in the dirt and gravel as the builder made his way to the destination in mind. On his way there, he came across the gambler. Chance, unfortunately, hadn’t noticed Builderman. Perfect. Using ability 1, the builder stunned Chance in place and made quick work of him. His weakness was high; it only took two hits to down him. Lifting his hammer, Builderman revealed what could only be described as mush. It seems weakness makes his flesh and bones softer and more brittle. A shame.

“H-holy shit!” That voice… it belonged to Builderman’s lover. “Heyy…”

“Shed,” his voice sounded almost unnatural, “I’d recommend ya start runnin’, love.”

“Shit.” With a gulp, Shedletsky took a 180 and ran. His wings could only boost him so much.

Feeling generous, the builder didn’t use his second ability to pursue the chicken. His husband wouldn’t let him hear the end of it afterwards. Heavy footsteps followed by much lighter ones were all poor Taph heard running by him. Shedletsky could feel the ban hammer swing right on his back. The air hit with such force that it could knock Two Time over like a stick.

“DAVID, COULD WE PLEASE TALK THIS OUT?!” It was almost comedic how the bird had thought he’d get a pass. He always thought himself superior to anyone; the builder was doing everyone a favor by killing him.

“It’s cute ya think I’d let you slide!” Builderman roared a laugh, slamming his hammer once more. This time, the hit connected with Shed’s body. It was entertaining to watch him crumble.

There was no time to spare; the builder needed that extra 30 to the timer. Between ragged breaths and coughs, Shed tried dragging himself away. He was always too prideful to accept defeat. Tsk, tsk. Boneshattering pressure was all the chicken felt before that familiar feeling of death took him. Two sentinels down, the only healer gone, and a useless survivalist removed. Good.
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The round ended, and Builderman had won. Appearing back in the survivor’s main cabin, he was immediately greeted by the same people he had killed.

“That was SO kickass!!” Chance immediately ran up and grabbed Builderman by the shoulders.

“Uh-” He worked his brain to form a response. The Spectre’s influence was very slowly leaving him.

“Why’d you leave Taph for last?! NOT cool,” Shed joined the fray, putting most of his weight on the poor builder.

“Cut him some slack,” the voice of a survivor who hadn’t been in today’s round. “He must be exhausted, not to mention disoriented.” Brighteyes.

“Sorry ‘bout that, y’all,” Builderman finally mustered some form of an apology. No one was particularly offended by it; hell, half of them were impressed.

After exchanging some words, the builder retired for the day. Hadn’t Chance just mentioned the admins being killers the other day? He could only wonder as he flopped onto his bed and drifted off. Who would be next?

Notes:

Lowkey cut it short with the whole timeskip , but I didn’t want it to start getting repetitive !! I was supposed to finish a request before this , but I’m lowkey not in the mood to do said request !

Chapter 9: Holy Moly

Chat is this fandom dyin' ? I been left and I'm lowkey js ballin' it so I have no clue whats goin' on out there !!
If it is should I write smth else :3 Suggest fandoms !!! Go my ao3 enjoyers !!