A story of 007n7, a retired hacker and 1x4, the embodiment of hatred, one faithful round 007n7 sit down for a break and passes out and wakes up in a different room instead of the cabin he's used to Cover by: @xwSanidadwx on Twitter/X

1x1x1x1 is trying his best to terminate his feelings but failed because he is down bad for that dilf burger man!! I love PoisonBurger. Cover made by me 🔥🔥🔥 Note: I don't really proofread this fanfic ❤️

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

Requests closed. It is over. Guys I have.. one non smut chapter.. trust me.. this is amazing I rarely read comments nowadays, please give me some criticism on my profile if you have some. (I'll read there) I apologise for not finishing some requests I initially accepted, my motivation simply died down along with the love for forsaken. The probability of me returning here is very low but I've been considering uploading my work on AO3. I've got some drafts I'm relatively proud of! Thank you all for the support.