ᴿᵉˢᵖᵃʷⁿⁱⁿᵍ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ. 𝕴𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖉𝖉𝖎𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

𝑹𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑬𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍'𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔. 𝑪𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔.. 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒕. ------------------------------------------------------- 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓: 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒚𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌 (𝒆𝒙𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒄) 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 (𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒅) 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝟐 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒑, 𝒃𝒕𝒘, 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒂 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒘 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔. (𝑬𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝟏𝟖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝟐𝟎) #1 in paycheck in sum time period #2 in pizza #2 in cringeworthy

Howdy folks, I felt like branching off from my PizzaDoe fic and I ADORE this pair. THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR MINORS Chapter length ranges between 800-1500 words May contain angst, smut, lots of fluff (I fucking love fluff with these two) Writing may have spelling or grammatical errors as I usually write and publish late at night, please correct me if you see any glaring ones. There may be mentions of other ships (not my characters, not my cover art [yet])

Party Beetle Party Noob Does everything they can to make Pest their friend, Yet Pest lets them down every time with every let down Pest make them face their heart shatter. Why Must Loving Hurt cover art by my bestie<3

Being a killer in that forsaken place was... entertaining, at best. Especially considering that-unlike the survivors, who were painfully aware of every second spent in that hell-the killers had been stripped of any ability to perceive rounds. They just knew they were there for a single purpose, with no capacity to question it. And they had no issue indulging in it over and over again. But one thing they all agreed on was: the food situation in that place sucked. So, let's change that. ----------- Or: The Spectre thinks it would be fun to let the killers kidnap a certain pizza guy so they can eat a decent meal for once. (Elliot domesticating the killers one cooking lesson at a time). Or or: I made a crack fic to beat up writting block and poor Elliot has to suffer (ELLIOT-CENTRIC) ----------- Also on AO3

Status: Requests still open! This is forsaken oneshots Credits to the artist!!

party beetle smut because there's something wrong with me 😁 Yes, I know Poob is asexual, it's gonna be addressed in the first part of the story A lot of spelling errors I don't feel like correcting, English is my first language and I should be old enough to write full sentences with proper grammar but I don't 🤭🤭

We always regret the things we do in the past. 🪲🥳 BASED OFF A TIKTOK MADE BY @blueultraswag Poob x pest Partybeetle (no, there's no abuse or something like that) angst sad story? (Mentions of death, maybe suicide)

In this realm, there lies 4 dimensional spaces. The mainplace, Banlands, Limbo, and Forsaken. In Forsaken, The Spectre, a deity, grabs people and forces them into Damnation, a continous trial of survival and death. Certain people are deemed "survivors" and "killers." One specific survivor, Two Time, follows The Cult of Spawn, a cult that believes in respawning. They are... interesting. One of the stranger survivors to say the least, though, thats not the point of this story. This story centers Azure, Two Time's best friend, that also got forsaken. Azure was deemed a killer, and here we follow him, through damnation, and meet his old best friend. The same one that betrayed and murdered him.

In a pocket realm forged by the enigmatic [REDACTED]-known only as The Spectre, those deemed "chosen" are trapped in a brutal game of survival. Round after round, they fight to stay alive, haunted by the promise that freedom awaits only after enduring 200 deadly trials. _______________________________________________________________________________ [Contains ships from the Forsaken fandom] _______________________________________________________________________________ Cover drawn by me (I'm not proud)