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Sharp red eyes met with another peering out at the front yard, where a fluffy black cat stared at him with a glare. There was a collar wrapped around their neck with a name, though from afar, he couldn't read it.

Letting out a quiet grunt and flicking their tail, the cat only responded with a slight hiss before they walked to stay guard in front of the door. Was Noob taking care of that cat? He didn't expect them to be a cat person.

... unless this wasn't Noob's house and he was going crazy-

Art by @zukinniitheziggy

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Elliot was... home?

After they ended up escaping the Forsaken Realm, his uncle was kind enough to accompany him home. He was silent while they traveled in the car, his mind lingering elsewhere as he stared out at the street.

Even when they reached his house, when Mia tackled him, sobbing, and his father cried with relief, Elliot barely reacted.

The sobs sounded in his ear like they were happening to someone else.

He wasn’t sure when the blanket had been wrapped around him, or when someone had set aside his flame-streaked visor and glasses. Now, Elliot stared at his hands, a cup of warm cocoa in his hand.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68305321/chapters/177543756

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Give this guy some love, they drew the Doublefedora art and are in the process of 666 and Noob's :D

" I'd like to kiss you, Spider-Man."

Decided to give the canon gays some love, also counts as my first time actually animating something :D

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My gay men.

Me arts :P

(Meh frens told me to-)

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"... Dad?" She said, a tone of realization and disbelief, and Guest let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Her voice was so quiet, it almost felt like a whisper in the wind.

"Charlotte." Guest said, taking in the sight of his daughter. His eyes held a softness only reserved for his family, and it was that same adoration she remembered all those years ago that made Charlotte step forward.

"Your father's home." Daisy quietly said, slowly unlatching herself from his hold, his warmth- all so she let him see their daughter once again.

She wasn't the only one who missed him.

"Charlotte-" Guest started.

"DAD!" Charlotte cried out, rushing forward and tackle-hugging her father. He stumbled back from the sudden force, but returned the hug and let her cling to him. His hold on her was firm yet gentle, rocking them back and forth as he slowly knelt on the floor. The sniffles he heard from her ached at him, and all he could do was keep her close.

That was all he knew he could do.

"I'm home."  he said, his voice unsteady.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68305321/chapters/177003506

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Reblogging Blue's art, the maker of that 7n7 and C00lkidd art. Drop em a follow, they do comms too ;)

A quick colour practice on Seb's face, more of him later! A big piece coming soon too

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“Cute,” he muttered under his breath, as if tasting the word. “Ain't sure if y'all ever called me that 'fore.”

Jane leaned her head on his shoulder as they walked, the brim of her cap brushing against his cheek. She wouldn't ruin the moment with more teasing, though it was tempting to. “Well, first time for everything.”

Teaser for an incoming chapter for my fic! :D

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Chapter Seven: An Old Debt

Chance was leaning on the second-floor balcony, staring down at him with a grin that hadn’t aged a day; sharp, stupid, and entirely too casual for a man who’d disappeared for ten years.

But his look had changed.

Gone was the crisp black suit and gambler’s tie. In its place: a white vest over a deep red shirt, sleeves rolled just past the elbows. He wore a singular black glove on one of his hands, tapping against the balcony. The dark grey slacks were the only thing that still felt familiar, but even then, they looked worn-in. 

Creased at the knees, faintly dusted with ash, like he’d walked a long road to get here and hadn’t stopped to change.

Mafioso narrowed his eyes.

“About time,” Chance called out, his voice casual. “I was starting to think you got lost.” -------- Art made by my buddy @zukinniitheziggy, check out their content <3

Post-Canon Forsaken AU :D

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68305321/chapters/176744241

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Art made by my sneaky little buddy, @averagefandomist !

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Y'all, the official design for C00lkidd >:]

Yayy! A design of c00lkidd from forsaken!

It was a bit rushed, but good enough :]

And a plain one:

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I'M CRYING???

Feast your eyes upon incoming scenes in my fanfic about Forsaken :D

(Yes, I ship Buildermon / Buildershed)

They escaped.

Whether it be fate, a stroke of luck, or even a mistake or flaw in the Spectre's design, the survivors and killers found themselves with an escape from the realm of Forsaken, free to live their lives.

Yet, the Spectre was not one to sit idly by and let their "toys" go.

(Post-Canon Forsaken Fic)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68305321/chapters/176744241

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Love you too, Purps <3

gosh you're such a cool guy

oh, thanks! The art isn't mine though, just the writing. Art belongs to my fellow co-creators / artist friends >:D

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WAIT AWW?? I'm honored you like the fic 🥰 (I don't have discord :'D)

gosh you're such a cool guy

oh, thanks! The art isn't mine though, just the writing. Art belongs to my fellow co-creators / artist friends >:D

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gosh you're such a cool guy

oh, thanks! The art isn't mine though, just the writing. Art belongs to my fellow co-creators / artist friends >:D

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Recovery

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68305321/chapters/176744241

A future chapter featuring 007n7 and C00lkidd after the events of Forsaken, dropping a few days from now!

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Feast your eyes upon incoming scenes in my fanfic about Forsaken :D

(Yes, I ship Buildermon / Buildershed)

They escaped.

Whether it be fate, a stroke of luck, or even a mistake or flaw in the Spectre's design, the survivors and killers found themselves with an escape from the realm of Forsaken, free to live their lives.

Yet, the Spectre was not one to sit idly by and let their "toys" go.

(Post-Canon Forsaken Fic)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68305321/chapters/176744241

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Peekaboo I see you

:3