WE ARE BACK MY CHILDREN.

Hiiii! Here i will do one shots of ships or platonic stuff. Contains: Fluff, lime, angst, and smut. If you request a ship that i do not ship i will not do it. I do not hate other ships it is just that I dont know how the dynamic is, i will do it poorly and most likely terribly.

When venturing out into the forest to gather wood for their cult, Two Time happens to cross paths with Azurewrath - a lonely botanist who happens to reside very near to the spawnist camp. He offers to assist with the task at hand, and Two Time starts to feel drawn to this mysterious outsider. After going back the very next day to return the jacket lent to them by Azure the night before, Two Time starts sneaking out almost every other night to meet with him again, and again, and again - always managing to make it back to camp by dawn. Though, they could not keep this going forever: it was only a matter of time before word reached their strict mentor's ears - who sees a perfect opportunity to claim another lost soul for the almighty Spawn. And so begins a story of forbidden love: Two Time and Azure's quiet adventures behind the back of the cult's watchful eyes - countless nights spent under starry skies, flower fields and a little cabin in the woods - before it all comes crashing down. As an Azuretime fan who isn't allergic to happiness, I've taken it upon myself to create a piece of media involving them that isn't filled to the brim with angst, because we need a break! Hope you enjoy!

"we always be hunt" forsaken change ig doors of the darn it have open ig elliot pizza yumm guest 1337 ojjjjhhh aaaaaa dasyyy shedletsky yumymyum so good spawn's control oooo twtig egtimer [put title here] what happen when infected get kawaii angy idk "chance ruok" "ye" tw: gore and die pls no IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THESE TOPICS, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANYTHING HAPPENING OUTSIDE OF THIS BOOK. THIS IS MADE FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. This story is long ig PLEASE READ THE ORIGINAL. THIS IS A CRACKFIC VERSION MADE FOR ENTERTAINMENT. Original: https://www.wattpad.com/story/396941621-a-coin-flip-to-your-demise-forsaken-infection-au

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

Freaksaken Oneshots (Real not clickbait trust me chat) Cover made by me, I may update it to be a serious one if I feel like it. Request info is in the first chapter. yippee yay yahoo!!!!!!!!!!

Fun with the Forsaken killer gang. A whole load of drama, depression, silly topics and deep conversations. Please don't mind if my first few chapters suck - the later ones are better. Let the chaos begin. Forsaken - essentially the land of hell, the afterlife, whatever feels most appropriate to you. Survivors brutally murdered day after day, forced to repeat the same acts of heroic violence or simply stand on the sidelines watching their dear friends get ripped apart. Killers slicing and dicing limbs and organs, no mercy on display for anyone trailing unfortunately in their path. The bloodthirsty hunt never halted - not even for a second. Pity is rained down upon survivors of this place, often portrayed as the only ones suffering, both mentally and physically. Yet, has anyone ever given a second thought to the ones doing the killing? The hardships they supposedly go through, along with just the chaotic, fun moments? Seemingly not. My interpretation of the killer gang, not including unreleased individuals or skins often. TAGS - IGNORE THIS! Jason, Slasher, c00lkidd, John Doe, 1x1x1x1, Noli, Guest 666, Sixer, Nosferatu, Fun, Funny, Banter, Funny, Chaos, Chaotic, 1xNoli, Banter, Depression, Angst, Fluff, Noob, Shedletsky, Elliot, Builderman Guest 1337, 007n7, Veronica, Dusekkar, Taph, Two Time (ASS TIME), Chance, Comedy, Forsaken killers, Forsaken, Forsaken Roblox, Roblox Forsaken, Forsaken Angst, Forsaken Fluff, Forsaken Sad, Death, Gore

♫ ────୨ৎ──── Ships ahoy. (Yes, I changed the cover.) 2rd in Noob 29/11/2025

Forsaken Oneshots. Art cover made by me. WARNING: A LOT of Elliot glazing

Burdened with a bloodthirsty urge to feast upon the fresh flesh of the innocent, Elliot had loved ones no longer. No, he took no interest in becoming close with anybody. After he strayed away from his own family, turning into a cannibalistic monster that they couldn't recognize, he lost the ability to love. Or so he thought. When he gets too attached to a survivor, a little TOO attached for his liking, he begins to doubt himself and his own values. No. No, this musn't happen. It musn't happen! (THIS FIC IS DISCONTINUED!)