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forsaken-headcanons · 4 months ago

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I had a simple idea: what if the survivors and killers swapped roles? And that idea proceeded to snowball into a full-blown yap sesh. I’m so silly when it comes to Forsaken, y’all 😋

(This is a VERY long post, so it’s been split up into two sections. Hope you don’t mind, mod!)

“KILLERS”

Noob - Picture a lone noob, lost in the spectre’s domain. No food. No shelter. Nothing. They finally come across another survivor…or should I say sustenance. That’s right. I took Noob’s whole ‘eating snacks’ thing and turned them into a cannibal. How fun! ☺️ Kind-of takes the role of Jason with a hint of Guest 666? That comment will probably change when 666 comes out, but for now, their kit revolves around tracking down survivors one by one. They can turn mostly invisible for a short period, too.

Chance - Two Face with a touch of Jigsaw. Gambling has completely overtaken his life, with his favourite being betting on lives. Never his, of course. And gods forbid he loses… Doesn’t really take the role of anyone. They specialize in ranged attacks, but he has a melee attack, too. He still has the coin flip, but it’s used to give him a random effect (can be anything from speed I to blindness III) and the only way to get rid of said-abilities is Hat Fix. But use it wisely, as that gets rid of the good abilities, too. The only way to earn bullets is by hitting survivors. He can store a max of 3, just like before. No misfiring (🎉), but the gun attack is probably hella telegraphed.

Guest 1337 - Gotta love a corrupt police officer! Well, soldier. But still- I regretfully can’t say who this guy’s main inspiration was, but I can imagine him working closely with Builderman to enact their shared (and crooked) sense of justice. His gameplay loop revolves around running down + stunning survivors. He doesn’t need to block to do a punch anymore. Instead, his block will actually give brief slowness + a highlighted aura to anyone foolish enough to hit him while it’s active. His punch (still) has a delay, but considering how it stuns survivors, I’d say it’s worth it.

Two Time - So obsessed with death/rebirth, they drove themselves mad and proceeded to go on a killing spree to ‘share this truth amongst the nonbelievers’. Mildly inspired by the Cult of the Lamb bishops, and takes the role of Jason (aka the free killer). Bro just runs around with a dagger lol. Though they have a considerably low health pool for a killer, TT makes up for it by gaining access to their second life form upon dying. They move much faster while in this state, so it’s actually advised to NOT stun them all willy-nilly, lest you unintentionally buff the killer.

Elliot - Hell hath no fury like an overworked minimum wage employee. Elliot had enough, and now EVERYONE’S gonna pay for it. Especially vengeful towards c00lkidd, and would play a special theme upon him being the last survivor. Sort of takes the role of John Doe? I mean- he revolves around dropping poisoned pizzas/other pizza-themed traps to slow down and weaken survivors.

Builderman - Oh, shoot! He has his banhammer! Oh no! He’s using it on everyone! Builderman believes that his ticket out of here involves purging the spectre’s domain of evil…but has since developed the morality of a corrupt judge. How lovely! As previously mentioned, he works closely with Guest 1337 to achieve his goals. A mix between John Doe and c00lkidd. He still builds machines, but they act like motion sensors for the most part.

Shedletsky - A self-proclaimed master swordsman, with an ego to match. Shed let the power of being an admin get to his head. He’s the most important person in the room, and will strike down anyone who says otherwise. Takes the role of 1x1x1x1. He’d use different SFOTH swords to do different attacks (Venomshank for basic swinging, Icedagger for Entanglement, Darkheart for Mass Infection, Illumina for Unstable Eye, and Ghostwalker for Rejuvenate the Rotten). Oh, and someone snatched his chicken. I wonder who? 🤔

007n7 - Slightly inspired by Bacon General from The Last Guest, this version of 07 wasn’t quite ready to retire, even when a baby was left on his doorstep. If anything, a child meant that he could pass down his skills to someone else. And thus he continued to reign chaos all around him, all the while pressuring his son to do the same. As a killer, he still uses scripts and exploits to give him an unfair advantage. Takes the role of c00lkidd, and uses the same moves as OG kidd for the most part. Instead of summoning clones, he instead teleports to the closest survivor (which briefly stuns him upon arriving, just to nerf it a little).

— Respawn Anon

I think you absolutely cooked on all of these. Specifically Guest 1337, Shedletsky and Builderman. These are so creative.

#forsaken headcanons #forsaken #forsaken roblox #roblox forsaken #respawn anon #noob forsaken #chance forsaken #two time forsaken #guest 1337 forsaken #elliot forsaken #builderman forsaken #shedletsky forsaken #007n7 forsaken

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bewitched-hours · 1 day ago

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haii,, hello!! ><,, your writings are sooooooo EXTRAVAGANT AND SCRUMPTIOUS AAAAA (*≧∀≦)人(≧∀≦*)♪

if it's alright, may I request a reader that's like a sky robloxian? they're a robloxian where their life revolves around flame and light— recovering their injuries through consuming flame or being near a light source !! i based off on a game, sky: children of the light !! where they technically fly around with their capes with different designs and light levels to use for flying.

I was wondering if you can do a shedletsky x reader x builder man ":3... I think they'd be fascinated with the similarities of them with shed since he was like a bird admin dude, Telamon (^з^)-☆

YES OMG I LOVED THAT GAME- (sadly still got social anxiety so I rarely play anymore)

Reader is getting She/They~

You were strange to say the least...

But to you, they were strange.

One moment you were performing for some younger moth children and being a little reckless in flying, the next you're in a cabin surrounded by strangers who looked nothing like you or the people you were used to seeing.

On the plus side, this new world seemed much more safe to you. Except for the rounds of course but you'd take that over random Krill spawnings.

Pretty soon, you figured out you still had your abilities and more, albeit a bit changed;

Light Cape

(Passive Ability)

You're able to use your cape to float, reducing knockback and the rate at which you fall. You also have a light-meter visinle on your cape that you can use to propel yourself upward, forward or heal yourself. It can be overcharged for more usage. This light-meter charges near light sources.

Healing Fire

Cooldown: 30s

You can take out your candle and heal others using your light. This also heals you a bit but doesn't use up your stored light. It also provides a temporary speed boost to the person you heal.

Shielding Light

Cooldown: 1m

You can throw yourself between a survivor and killer and blind the killer when you take damage. This uses up light though so once your light-meter depletes, you lose this ability until you recharge it.

Song of Inspiration

Cooldown: 1m

You're able to pull out your instrument and play a song that provides all survivors around you with a temporary random buff. However, you're completely immobile while playing your song. The longer it lasts, the longer the effects will too.

... Overall, pretty good. You kinda expected to be a support and the other survivors greeted you with the same kind warmth you radiated.

You also took your time letting them know you were still similar to them. you had semi-normal face underneath your mask with (literally) glowing eyes and skin that looked more like it was made of light than flesh.

Your resting face was also quite peaceful, good for the comfort of young moths back home. You'd always tell the other survivors stories of your world and had them share their own stories in return. It was fun.

But Builderman and Shedletsky seemed to have taken interest in your stories more and more lately. They would randomly ask you questions of the wastelands you were so used to and the way your people would work.

Not like it offended you, you could tell you were alien to them and they didn't mind when you'd do the same to them.

But their blatant favouritism was something else entirely. They were barely trying to hide it!

You were protected a lot more, dispensers were always conveniently around when you were low, Shedletsky somehow always knew when you were getting chased... You couldn't figure out why.

Why were they suddenly favouring you and trying to get closer with you? You couldn't help but think it was cute since it reminded you of the moths back home but Shedletsky and Builderman are full grown men... Wait-

You might've realized a little late that they both had a crush on you and when you did, the other survivors were there to 'comfort' you in your realization that you would likely have to deal with breaking at least one of their hearts.

You loved them too, that much was clear, but did you have the strength to ask them such a potentially invasive question?

You knew back home this wouldn't be much of an issue. No one ever saw a problem with love in any form and just required communication to make it work.

But when you openly talked about some of the relationships you'd see so commonly, the other survivors had pointed out that their world was much more harsher than that. And it shocked you.

Dictating how one could love... It felt depressing... It made you sympathize with the survivors even more.

"Why does love have to be so difficult here...?" You quietly complained as you were helping Elliot make dinner. You didn't want Shedletsky or Builderman to really hear but you rarely got to speak with Elliot outside of rounds...

How unfortunate that none of the other survivors bothered to alarm you about Shedletsky apparently taking a bit of fun by eavesdropping on your conversation.

"Cheer up, [Reader]. Maybe they'll understand? You did mention this was common in your world so I'm sure they'd expect you to ask about the idea of a Polycule." Elliot tried to reassure you in an equally quiet tone, having spotted Shedletsky our of the corner of his eyes and knowing you wouldn't have to worry much longer if he managed to get you to confess indirectly.

You huffed, blushing at the mere thought as you shook your head. "Yeah but if they're not up to it, I'll risk two heartbreaks instead of none... I never had to make such a decision..." You sighed, putting another pizza in the oven for the upcoming rounds the next day.

Elliot tried not to smirk, finding your oblivion to this situation hilarious. "Well, they were admins before being sent here. I get why you would be nervous?" He tried to feign oblivion to your dilemma and it wasn't hard to make you confess.

"No, that's not it and you know it. I wouldn't care if they were- say- mad scientists or whatever." You groaned a little, trying to think about how you could explain it.

"They're just so kind and gentle with me that I find myself feeling like I'm at one of the concerts back home and it makes me feel so warm and comforted... It makes me want to be able to give them both that feeling back but that's hard to do if I have to break even one of their hearts." You took a deep breath, unaware of Shedletsky and Builderman starting to plan amongst themselves while Elliot and you brought out the pizzas for dinner.

By the time you were done, you were just about ready to sleep off the trouble of 'today'. That was until Shedletsky innocently asked you to follow him and of course, you were too sleepy to think about why he wanted to get you somewhere private and simply followed.

He ended up leading you to Builderman's cabin, where you were greeted by a little robot handing you flowers. It was surprising but it got you to smile so sweetly that it made both of their hearts melt.

"We know these things work differently and that the change in environment might be causing some worry but you don't need to think about wether you should or shouldn't talk to us. We're always open to communication." Builderman tried to assure you, patting your head as his soft smile brought a faint blush to your face that you quickly attempted to hide with the flowers.

Shedletsky just chuckled, picking you up in a bridal carry. "And to show that we're on board with a polycule, we're gonna make sure to keep you warm and cuddly tonight!" Your blush only worsened but you couldn't help but grin, nodding happily along to their agreement.

Maybe love in this realm wouldn't be as difficult as your mind made it out to be...

Anon you made me want to design one or two Sky ocs for Forsaken now-

Anything you'd like to request/ask? Check out my pinned post first and I'll be happy to write up whatever you want!

#forsaken roblox #forsaken #roblox forsaken #forsaken x reader #forsaken x y/n #sky children of the light #shedletsky x reader #shedletsky x builderman #builderman x reader

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bigmoon-is-bigwife · 4 months ago

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Not to be a hater because I do like Tubbo but I quite frankly do not think Tubbo should be one of two people on the server with a butterfly. It makes sense for Ros because she is not very knowledgeable at the game and does end up in a lot of dangerous situations on accident. Also people do target Ros quite a bit and she's not a fighter. The butterflies were designed for Ros (her branding is a purple butterfly) to help her out so she didn't get discouraged and could do things on her own with less fear.

I think the butterflies are a good idea for weaker players who aren't knowledgeable in the game. Tubbo does not qualify. He is one of the most knowledgeable players on this server. He's not a grinder like the top players but he is far above the average. The only reason he keeps dying is because of his own carelessness and I don't think he's even trying that hard. It really does just read as favoritism, especially when there are so many other players (like Krow even) who would benefit from the added help. There is a whole list of players I would say deserve one and Tubbo is no where near that list. He doesn't need that extra help. It left an especially bad taste in mouth when he just now abused the butterfly buff against Krow who openly admitted he expected to lose because he has no PVP skills. Krow did not want to take that fight. It repeatedly state it didn't even want to be enemies with Tubbo because it was afraid of him. The only reason it took that fight was because of the red team kill quota (which is it's own discussion) and it thought it had a chance. Tubbo intentionally did not tell Krow about the buff and then even said he only accepted the fight with Krow because he knew he would win. I don't know, it feels like admin abuse. :/

#normally I try to be positive about things but the butterfly thing for awhile has felt wrong #and then this is eeeeeh #i love tubbo and hes a silly little guy but hes so stubborn and needs to listen to people more #neg #discourse #the realm smp #coyote howls

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anonymous-dentist · 5 months ago

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Oh come on, why is it always Yellow or Blue factions getting lives back from the admins/realm keepers? Or buffs like the butterflies? What happened to narrative consistency? Why do only Green and Red deaths stick around?

#the realm smp

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wynnyfryd · 2 years ago

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Trailer park Steve AU part 11

part 1 | part 10 | ao3

cw: period-typical homophobic language, explicit sexual content (if you are under 18 then kindly GO ON NYOW GIT come back when you grow your first gray pube)

It feels crazy, after all that, to just get up and face the day. Feels like last Fall all over again: he’s concussed in the back of class getting bagel crumbs on a worksheet with his face still pulverized. There’s a gross pang in his chest as he goes about his morning routine, his heart all squishy and bruised like some dickhead smashed a plate over it, but whatever, he guesses. Public education and minimum wage wait for no one.

Robin grills him the whole car ride: “Oh, my god, is he okay?? Is he alive? Is your mom okay? What the hell, Steve?” and he lets her ramble with wide, worried eyes; doesn’t even get to the part about Eddie. When they pull up to the school she gets out of the car and comes around to his side, knocks on his window and leans in when he rolls it down to give him a ridiculously long hug.

"Robinnn," he grumbles; his face is mashed against her boobs. "People are gonna think we're dating."

She bends to hug him tighter still, her bony ass hanging out his window where the whole school can see. "I'd date you in a second."

"You've literally said that you wouldn't."

"Platonically, I would!!"

She gives him one last squeeze, and he watches her waddle off, trumpet case awkwardly smacking her calves.

And then he just... goes to work. He goes to stand around a nearly empty store and pretend like he even has any work to do, restocks the already full displays of candy and buffs the countertops until they shine. Three hours in and he's run out of ways to look busy and Keith is “doing admin stuff” in the back, so he gives his mom a call. Makes sure she's okay; did she eat anything yet; any updates on Ernie?

She’s fine, she's not hungry, he's alive but that's all they know for now, her tone distantly polite like Steve's nothing more than a friendly cold caller.

He shoves his fingers in his eyes ’til he sees stars when they hang up.

He calls the Henderson house next, leaves a message to apologize for skipping out early, promises that he'll be there next Wednesday and he can bring dessert this time. There’s a lunch rush after that, but the day still drags like a bad hangover, a dull throbbing in his bones, and when he finally gets home he collapses onto his bed and passes out on top of the covers with his dumb work vest still on.

—

Eddie's acting weird.

Steve sees him again on Friday, spots him and his uncle having a smoke out on the porch and wanders over to say hello. Wayne seems happy enough to chat; gives him all the news on Ernie — "Bastard's unkillable," he says, almost impressed. He’s stable now, should be home any day.

Eddie, on the other hand, spends the entire interaction behaving like a skittish cat, eyes darting to and from Steve, leg jiggling as he quietly puffs his cig.

Steve half expects him to slink off and come back to drop a dead mouse at his feet.

He feels his brows knit together, agitation creeping in. It's not like he thought they'd be best friends after a single night of ceasefire or anything — as if they'd start braiding each other's hair and trading their deepest, darkest secrets or whatever queer shit — but like…

He thought they might be cool now. At least a little bit.

And Eddie's not being rude to him, exactly, but that's somehow even worse. The polite disinterest. The subtle shift to the left. Back and away.

“Okay, well, uh...” Steve glances at Eddie, who's looking anywhere but him. Fucking fascinated by a loose thread on his ripped jeans, apparently, plucking at it with anxious fingers. “See ya around, I guess?”

Wayne says not be a stranger, and Eddie gives him a quick nod. “See ya.”

Steve grinds his teeth about it for the rest of the afternoon, then decides, like, screw this. It's a Friday night; he's not sitting around sulking all evening because Eddie Munson hurt his feelings.

He calls up a girl — some pretty blonde chick he remembers from the cheer squad — and sets up a date for later that night. Takes her to the drive-in, buys her a vanilla shake. The date's fine; it's good; it's fine. She's pretty enough, and she offers to suck him off when the main feature starts.

It’s not a good blowjob. Arguably one of the worst ones Steve’s had, and he’s had quite a few. She keeps gagging herself with these gross squelching sounds, barely getting even half of his dick in her tiny mouth and not bothering to use her hands to make up the difference. Just leaves them resting on Steve’s thighs while she makes fake whimpering moans like she’s sooo turned on by this; fucking as if; and somewhere in the middle of her repetitive, sloppy bobbing his mind starts to wander off. To the trailer, to the lot fees, the fucking pharmacy bills. Their ever-dwindling savings and what percentage of them he just wasted on this lackluster movie night; surely they’re gonna run out any day now; tick tock, tick tock.

"Um," the girl squeaks as she pulls off with a gross slurp. Steve looks down at his lap, sees he's gone soft. "Am I, like, doing something wrong, or...?"

Her voice is high and quiet, innocent and sweet, and Steve feels like an asshole. He squeezes himself at the base, gives a few quick strokes to get himself up again. "No, you're perfect, honey," he lies. "Stick out your tongue for me?"

She bats her eyes demurely and rolls over onto her side, gives him some kind of sexy pout before opening her mouth so he can jerk off over her. Steve works his wrist; tries not to be rude and look away, but her colors are all wrong. Strawberry hair. Blue irises. He squeezes his eyes shut, moves his hand faster and thinks of dark brown. Dark hair, dark lashes, dark eyes like the deep woods. Endless. Sort of mesmerizing. Nancy? "Oh, fuck," he gasps as he comes.

The girl squeals and jerks away from him, hands flying to her face. "Oh, my god! Oh, my god! You got it in my nose!"

"Sorry,” Steve grunts, shuddering through an aftershock. There’s cum on his hand, on his pants; all over this poor girl’s face. He thinks he got some in her eyelashes. "Shit, sorry, let me, uh—"

He leans over and rifles through the glove box, trying to find a napkin for her. No dice. Best he can do is an old McDonald's wrapper with a grease stain on the side. "Here, does— does this work?"

“Ew!”

“Sorry, I mean it’s that or my shirt, but then I’d have to drive you home shirtless, so-”

“Ugh,” she gives him a bitchy look. Tries to, anyway. One eye is glued shut. “Just give me that, please.”

His limp, spitty cock is still hanging from his pants when he passes her the wrapper. Flaccid and sad, like a white flag of surrender, and a bubble of hysterical laughter slips out. A choked burst of it, a pufferfished pfffft as it explodes past his lips. He’s not sure if it's the orgasm or the ridiculousness of the situation or if he's just plain lost his mind, but the girl glares at him, which...

There's still a glob of jizz on her cheek, so it doesn’t help matters much.

"I think you should take me home."

"Y-yep. Sorry. Yeah."

“Like now.”

Steve tucks himself into his jeans.

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part 12

tagging whoever commented yesterday if your settings will let me @slutforcoffein @annabanannabeth @rani-mayida @awolfstudio @noodle-shenaniganery @yourmom-isgay @zombiecreatures @anne-bennett-cosplayer @thestarslittleking @evillittleguy @acedorerryn @messrs-weasley @bronwenmarie @lololol-1234 @estrellami-1 @jaytriesstuff @space-invading-pigeon @violetsteve @ahsokatanoss @slowandsteddie @zoeweee @silver-snaffles @eddie-munsons-missing-nipple @thealwithnoname @cinnamon-mushroomabomination @hellion-child @stevesbipanic @trensu @steves-strapcollection @hotluncheddie

#trailer park steve au #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #wayne munson #claudia henderson #st fic #my writing #my fic

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madnesshyperfixation · 17 days ago

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Forsaken CRK AU PT 2

Hello yes this is a dumbass person running a headcanon and AU blog, may I perhaps get a job at Devsisters making cookie skills? So yeah I may have slightly gone overboard with the skills to the point that I'm questioning if this even counts as a Forsaken AU anymore, oh well sue me it was fun trying to make a skill for Legendary Cookies. Also I decided to do a few small ideas for the sake of it since I know a lot of CRK Lore(Not CROB), been a player of CRK since Pumpkin Pie Cookie’s release. I have Ideas for if they’ve always been in the CRK World, and for if they got transferred from Forsaken to CRK.

Dusekkar

Ghost Pumpkin Cookie Rarity: Legendary Position: Rear Class: Support Element: Wind

Skill Destiny Laden, Skyward Haven Ghost Pumpkin Cookie raises his staff and casts a giant Windstorm in front of himself, inflicting Windstream on all allies and Wind Erosion on all the enemies in the Windstream. Windstream and Wind Erosion are unspellable and last as long as Windstorm is active. Windstream raises all allies ATK SPD and Debuff Resist, reducing ally cooldowns, then gives DMG Resist and Curse Protection to the ally with the lowest HP or lowest Max HP if all allies HP are full.

Any enemies who are in the Windstorm take small increments of damage as they’re slowly pushed back while Wind Erosion reduces the enemies ATK SPD, MOV SPD, and increasing all DMG taken.

If Ghost Pumpkin Cookie is defeated his Staff of the Winds will remain, increase their ATK and increasing all healing received by allies along with periodically giving all allies an HP Shield based off each Cookies Max HP for the remainder of the battle. All Buffs (except HP Shield) from Staff of the Winds cannot be dispelled.

As a powerful Admin if Ghost Pumpkin Cookie is in the team, he will Amplify the Elemental DMG dealt by allies, regardless of Ghost Pumpkin Cookie's current status. He will also increase the resistance against Element type DMG to himself.

Tailwind: DMG Resist +5.0%, ATK SPD +7.0% for 10.0 sec with regular attacks; stacks up to x3

Windstorm

Windstorm: lasts 10.0 sec

DMG: 100.0% of ATK every 0.5 sec while in Windstorm

Knockback every 0.5 sec while in Windstorm

Windstream

ATK SPD: +45.0% while in Windstorm

Debuff Resist: +35.0% while in Windstorm

Cooldown Reduction: +30.0% while in Windstorm

DMG Resist: +60.0% for 6.0 sec

Curse Protection: removes itself upon acquiring a Curse debuff; active for 10.0 sec

Wind Erosion

Weakness: Incoming DMG +20.0% while in Windstorm

ATK SPD Down: -35.0% while in Windstorm

MOV SPD Down: -35.0% while in Windstorm

Staff of the Winds

Healing Received: 50.0%

HP Shield: 15.0% of ally Max HP every 5.0 sec

ATK: +25.0%

Admin Passive: Elemental Master

Element DMG Resist: +20.0% to self

Element DMG Amplification: +20.0% for all allies

Headcanons/Ideas

CRK World

While Wind is Ghost Pumpkins main element, he can wield the rest just fine!

The Staff of the Winds was not made by Wind Archer Cookie, but it was made with his help

Wind Archer and Ghost Pumpkin get along just fine! Wind Archer kind of sees Ghost Pumpkin as an apprentice of sorts, but also not since by the time they both met Ghost Pumpkin has already mastered the Element of Wind.

Very much dead, but persists anyway via magic (the orb in his head) and willpower

Caught the attention of War Hawk Cookie (Pre Split) from his powerful magic and elemental abilities and became one of his Administrators

Forsaken to CRK World

Wind Archer Cookie is very cautious around Ghost Pumpkin, he’s not sure how a cookie has managed to gain a staff harboring such a powerful connection to the Wind. He for sure knows he’s never made such a staff.

Took the change from robloxian to cookie relativly well.

Content to have his powers back

Builderman

Builder Cookie Rarity: Legendary Position: Middle Class: Support Element: Steel

Skill Fate or Finality Upon Skill use Builder Cookie takes a few seconds to build a Healing Beacon for his allies. The Healing Beacon has its own set of health bar separate from Builder Cookie, instead needing to be Hit a certain number of times. If the Healing Beacon is destroyed, it explodes in a shower of Healing liquid, instantly healing all allies and giving them an HP Shield as a parting gift.

If the Skill is interrupted Builder Cookie will stop building the Healing Beacon, instead taking out his Ban Hammer and slamming it down on the enemies, dealing True DMG and stunning the enemies along with giving allies DMG Resist, Ban Hammer cannot be interrupted or stunned. Additionally, just the presence of the powerful weapon increases all Stun duration for allies as long as Builder Cookie is not knocked out. True DMG cannot exceed 300,000 HP. Any additional damage exceeding 300,000 will be regular damage. Builder Cookie does not preform regular attacks, instead increases the DMG Resist of the lowest HP ally.

With his trusty hardhat Builder Cookie’s DMG Resist and Stun Resistance are increased for the rest of the battle.

Regular Attack DMG Resist: +5.0% for 10 sec; stacks up to x5

Healing Beacons

Healing: 40.0% of ATK every 1 sec for as long as the beacon is on the field

Explosion Healing: 110.0 of ATK

HP Shield: 25.0% of allies Max HP for 10.0 sec

Healing Beacon: Indefinite lifetime, withstands x25 hits before being destroyed; stacks up to x2

Ban Hammer

True DMG (Cookies): 40.0% of Max HP

Stun: 4.0 sec

Stun Immunity: Remainder of Skill

Immunity: Remainder of Skill

DMG Resist: +35.0% for 10.0 sec

Stun Duration: +1.0 sec

Admin Passive: Trusty Hardhat

DMG Resist: +20.0%

Stun Resistance: Stun duration -55.0%

Headcanons/Ideas

CRK World

Still has a position similar to that of an Admin in the CRK World

Kind of an opposite to Millennial Tree Cookie, but instead of a protecter of nature and the elements, he’s a protecter and innovator of Cookiekind

A body baked to perfection, fortified with machinery and imbued with excess life energy; his body was made by the original Builder Wizard who transferred his consciousness into it

A Wizard living as a Cookie? Oh yeah he’s totally a bit unhinged by this point, but still very protective of Cookiekind.

Created War Hawk Cookie before Builder Wizard transferred his consciousness into a Cookie to Protect Cookiekind.

For those in the know his relationship with War Hawk Cookie Pre Split felt kinda weird considering Builder Cookie created War Hawk Cookie but seems to work under War Hawk Cookie.

But honestly he just doesn’t want to be in the limelight or rule over others, he prefers to help and fix Cookies problems, so I guess you can say War Hawk Cookie was like a figurehead of sorts.

Forsaken to CRK

So so so so happy to have his ban hammer back

Not a machine cookie hybrid, pretty much immortal like normal Builderman

Spaced out initially after realizing he’s not a robloxian anymore

Take a guess who War Hawk Cookie is.

#crossover #crk au #aus #cookie run kingdom #crk #roblox forsaken #forsaken #forsaken roblox #builderman forsaken #builderman #dusekkar forsaken #dusekkar #forsaken builderman #forsaken dusekkar #forsaken au #roblox #headcanons #headcannons #forsaken headcanons

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nocinovae · 1 year ago

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I love how Qsmp lore is involving the actual gameplay and game data in the story.

Like @v@ Forever having all these admin powers and special buffs that made it super unfair and unbalanced in fighting him. Showing how insanely powerful @v@ and Cucurucho both are.

Fit using “player data” and “game statistics” as a part of his lore. Something usually kept out of roleplay.

Even the weather and time. The code causing rain and the time changing when it appears. Or Tubbo possibly changing the weather with his emotions (still just a theory). In general how it never is supposed to rain on Quesadilla Island.

Now protected blocks aren’t new to mc servers but the way it’s tied into the Federation’s control of the island and power over the players’ abilities.

The Minecraft rules and game functions are used in tandem with the worldbuilding and story aspects being created in roleplay.

This isn’t something I’ve seen used and actually encouraged in heavy lore focused roleplay servers before. It’s a really cool way to allow the game to still function as a game but still be incorporated into the context of the roleplay.

Like for Tubbo counting damage or using cave layers or just his general knowledge of the Game and it’s rules and that can be part of his character rather than calling it fail rp or having to try to make it make sense in the story it fits. (I also like the theory of him having a deeper connection to the game functions so he can be aware of those “meta” things bc he’s an experiment or code)

Big ramble but after watching Fit’s lore VOD it solidified this idea of game mechanics and data being blended with the fictional story rather than minecraft just being used as a stage but actually used as a part of the story. And I just find that insanely cool and creative.

#qsmp #qsmpblr #qsmp minecraft #qsmp tubbo #qsmp fitmc #qsmp @v@#qsmp federation #minecraft mechanics #minecraft roleplay #qsmp lore

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frauggiethecreature · 14 days ago

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Have baked 10th class oc because im cringe and bored Bichemical weapons expert

Main weapons

-Luncher that throws containers of poison gas (probably mustard if we want to be specific) that leaves an area unsafe for human activity for [x] amount of seconds, when a member of the opposite team is in the area they will take [x] amount of damage a second until they leave the area or the gas dissolves

-just a straight up chunk of uranium, they can drop it where ever, for member of there own team they get buffs (slight healing when in range/are slight faster/crit changes go up slightly) ((they get cool comic book radiation that makes you a superhero) member of the opposite team take damage, im thinking just reskined bleeding damage, do what beeding damage dose but the edges of the screen are green instead if red. The Chunk Of Pure Uranium will stay there and keep working until a pyro dose Something (again idk im tired) to get rid of it (kinda like how spys zap sentries, pyros can get rid of the uranium, mostly because the fire suit makes them the most well protected from it)

-melee weapon is one of these signs on a stick they hit people with

Extra weapon ideas

-just a huge syringe full of Man Made Virus that if you get pricked with you start taking damage and the damage wont stop till you either heal in respawn, get healed by a medic, or die and respawn, heathpacks around the map will heal you but wont stop The Fun Man Made Diseases:3

If they hit a member of the enemy team that has any food items that they eat equipeed (sandvich bonk mad milk etc) then if that class consumes there food within [x] seconds after getting hit instead of doing what it normally dose they take sickness damage(reskined bleeding damage)

There uniform looks something like this, but either blue or red instead of orange

BESTIES with medic ofc ofc, they are commit war crimes (not an overreaction biochemical warfare is an actual war crime) together 24/7, engei is there too ofc they are all INSANE together, and may or may not accidentally create a full ass zombie virus together but like its finneeee:3

Late addition to the team, because the admin had to deal with a lot of legal challenges with getting a person whos whole job title is practically 'War crimes man' on the team, but with her wealth and given the fact the gravel wars aren't *real* wars because they are independently funded and no counties government is involved they cave and let team fortress have a biochemical weapons guy

holy shit this is SOOO AWESOMEEE

(pictures in ask are: 1: a triangular radioactive warning sign. 2: typical radioactive ppe; very loose fullbody onesie with a hood, thick gloves, and a curved visor with a large respirator)

the weapons are amazing, i love how they don't really overlap with other classes!

the gas is so cool, it would be great for breaking up a cluster! it think it should also make the enemies subject to mini crits like how jarate does! also maybe pyros can help their teammates by blowing air on them somehow?

i'm curious, how many uranium bits are there? i kinda like the idea of it being One that must be used very carefully (like around an entrance or around intel (OR since it helps teammates perhaps in an engie nest!)(OR A CONTROL POINT... maybe directly under one?? yk how some maps have the points on bridges?)) and has a field of effectiveness that's hard to see with your eyes (that way it's harder for the enemy team to dismantle) but a glowing aura and sound in its direct vicinity like a nirnroot! maybe it has a (very slow game-wise) timer where it'll explode or disintegrate after a certain period of time? maybe (and this so isnt realistic) pyro can accelerate this dramatically by blowing fire on it?

melee is 10/10 no notes

extra weapon ideas:

first of all i adore Virus Container and also i think if it were real the community WOULD make covid jokes about it and second of all poisoned food is SO FUCKIGN COOL. LIKE SO COOL

THIRD of all i have more extra weapon ideas.

alternative melee: like, one of those scary dramatic multiple-language "don't dig here" signs as like an improvised heavy hammer? it does extra damage but attacks slower!

alternative melee pt 2: same theme, one of these but small enough to carry! has a chance to crit and straight up impale the enemy

cosmetics include a bunch more irradiated bread creatures of courseee and stickers for the visor and cat ears for the hood and uniforms/outfits that are like alternative kinds of radioactive ppe throughout history or whatevrrr also headphones to listen to aforementioned rob zombie and icp

anyyway I LVOE MY MAD SCIENTISTS!!! YIPPIE WAHOOO

i think if this were real smth that would come out of it is a community event with the comic and the new gamemode and everything where you fight zombies and mutated creatures!

anyway i fucking LOVE this this is SO SICK!!! now, what is their name?

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 oc #team fortress #vik <3

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queenjunothegreat · 5 months ago

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Hi!!!!! Hello everyone!!!!!!!! I have more words for you!!!! These ones are about Wilderness-Leo being So Fucking Normal And Heterosexual About His Buff Mysterious Roommate. Get ready for a breathtaking display of hormonal teenage courtship rituals. Ahem. Also! Eleena said I have to include this message in my A/N so here you go

This Wilderness fic is WEIRD because Piper and Leo are normal, but Jason is WILDLY out of character because he's NOT Jason. He's Leo's (who's half in love with the dude) imaginations of what he COULD have been like if he was actually there. He doesn’t have ANY of the earnest kindness that Real Jason has because Leo wouldn’t be able to conceptualize that kind of earnest kindness surviving at Wilderness, much less being directed at him.

Moving on! This was, of course, written for @lost-trio-week so I am happy to share my day six contribution: Unfold Your Paper Heart (And Wear It On Your Sleeve)

“I dunno what it is about him,” Leo sighed, finally dragging his eyes off the other boy. “I’m just drawn to him, I guess. He compels me.” Piper arched her eyebrows. “Do you think he’s hot? You got a crush on him or something?” Leo considered that, and he deliberately didn’t look over at Jason again because he wasn’t really sure how long he was allowed to stare at him before it got weird. Was Jason hot? Well, obviously, and Leo knew it, seeing as he had eyes. But that wasn’t it. Not the extent of it, at least. “No, it’s more like I wanna put him in a glass jar with a stick and some leaves. And maybe pick the jar up every now and then and shake it so I can study him.” “It can never just be ‘I have a crush’ with you, can it?” Piper drawled. “You always gotta say peculiar shit.” *** Leo is trying SO hard to befriend his new roommate. It is not going as well as he'd like Lost Trio Week 2024 - Day Six: Roommates

“I just don’t get him,” Leo seethed, stabbing at what was probably meant to be salsbury steak with his plastic spoon. “He’s just so! You know?”

In response, Piper just huffed and rolled her eyes, clearly already bored of the subject. “Are you talking about Jason? Again?”

“Yes!” Leo finally managed to cut his food in half. Underneath the simultaneously thick and runny gravy, the mystery meat was an odd shade of gray that could have either been beef that was cooked beyond all salvation, or something Leo wasn’t quite ready to really think about just yet. He considered telling one of the school admins that Piper had convinced him to go vegetarian along with her. She was usually stuck with cheese or peanut butter sandwiches because there was no universe in which Wilderness was going to make her a specialized menu, but at least her food was identifiable. He dismissed the thought to focus on the task at hand. “I’ve tried everything to get through to him! I’ve tried inviting him to eat with us, I’ve cracked jokes–”

“Well, there’s your problem.”

“–I’ve even offered some of my candy to him! Nothing works!”

“I don’t get why you’re so hung up on this guy,” Piper scoffed. “He looks like he knows how to play polo.” Her tone was dismissive, but Leo would have needed to be blind to miss the way her eyes lingered on Jason’s broad shoulders before she went back to pushing her over-blanched broccoli around on her plate.

“First off: Your dad owns a plane. You are not allowed to make fun of people for being rich. That’s my job.” Leo told her matter-of-factly before he let his gaze wander over to where Jason was sitting alone, just like always. When he had first shown up a couple weeks before, everyone, especially the girls, had flocked to him, but each and every one of them was met with a hard scowl that sent them packing. At first, Leo had planned on leaving the dude to do his own thing, but three days after Jason’s arrival, the teachers had finally gotten tired of Leo and Piper rooming together. Piper just went back to having their room to herself like she had before Leo had shown up, but Leo had been buddied up with Wilderness’s newest sideshow attraction. Normally, Leo wouldn’t have bothered trying to befriend the guy, he hadn’t with any of his other classmates or any of the many, many roommates he had over the years (Piper obviously didn’t count because she was Piper) but Jason was different.

“I dunno what it is about him,” Leo sighed, finally dragging his eyes off the other boy. “I’m just drawn to him, I guess. He compels me.”

Piper arched her eyebrows. “Do you think he’s hot? You got a crush on him or something?”

Leo considered that, and he deliberately didn’t look over at Jason again because he wasn’t really sure how long he was allowed to stare at him before it got weird. Was Jason hot? Well, obviously, and Leo knew it, seeing as he had eyes. But that wasn’t it. Not the extent of it, at least. “No, it’s more like I wanna put him in a glass jar with a stick and some leaves. And maybe pick the jar up every now and then and shake it so I can study him.”

“It can never just be ‘I have a crush’ with you, can it?” Piper drawled. “You always gotta say peculiar shit.”

Leo scowled at her, his cheeks growing warm. What the hell is wrong with you? I literally just told you I don’t have a crush on him.”

“Yeah, because what you just said was super normal.”

“Actually shut up. You’re so annoying.”

“Bet you wouldn’t say that if I was a foot taller and blond.”

At that exact moment, Jason looked up, and Leo realized he’d gone back to staring at him without realizing it. Bright blue met brown from across the crowded cafeteria, and Leo was frozen in place like a rabbit in crosshairs. He held Jason’s gaze for a moment, then two, before he forced himself to look at Piper who had her eyebrows arched up near her hairline. He stuck his tongue out at her, ignoring the heat in his cheeks. “Shut up.”

She rolled her eyes and stabbed a broccoli. “Whatever. Come on. We should get going if we want to avoid Tyler. Assuming you’re done gawking at Prince Charming, that is.”

Leo felt the urge to tell her that Jason was in their Spanish class and that they probably wouldn’t have to leave lunch early if Leo could figure out a way to get Jason to walk with them (or hell, even just talk to him), but he wasn’t sure he’d survive the humiliation that was sure to follow. Instead, he looked back at Jason, only to find Jason still staring at him from their earlier eye contact. Leo’s eyes widened and his heart thumped in his chest, and he had to swallow down a very masculine squeak. “Uh, yeah. Alright. Let’s get out of here.”

He quickly stood, hardly waiting for Piper to catch up, and made his way to the door, ignoring the weight of the gaze on his shoulders.

*-*-*

“That’s not how you conjugate that.”

Leo smothered a shit-eating grin as Jason jolted violently and turned on him with a scowl. “What?”

“Quedar,” Leo explained, gesturing at the homework in front of him. “You have it as Vosotras quedaremas, which is just wrong. Quedar is just literally never spelled that way. Plus, you’re using the wrong pronoun; it should be Nosotras quedaremos for ‘we will remain.’ Vostras is basically ‘you guys.’”

Jason’s scowl deepened and he furiously scrubbed at the paper with his eraser with a quietly muttered, “Thanks.”

Leo sucked his teeth for a moment before saying, “You know, I can help you with that. If you want. I’m basically the only reason Piper’s passing Spanish as is. It wouldn’t be a big deal for you to sit with us when we’re studying.”

“Yeah? What makes you think you’re so good at Spanish?”

Leo barked out a bright laugh at the joke, but Jason’s scowl just deepened. “Wait, are you stupid?” Leo clapped his hands to his mouth. “That is not what I meant to say!”

Jason looked torn between his desire to laugh and his desire to deck Leo in the face. Unsurprisingly, this expression was yet another scowl. “So, what did you mean to say?”

Instead of answering that question (he didn’t have an answer he was willing to give) he answered the first one. “I speak Spanish, dude. Like, fluently. That’s how I learned to talk.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, man. The Valdez tacked onto my name isn’t just there for decoration.”

“Oh.” Jason blinked at him for a moment like he was rebooting. “That’s, uh, that’s cool.”

“‘Uh, that’s cool,’” Leo mocked in a stupid little voice. Jason just rolled his eyes instead of getting mad at him, though, so Leo gave him a big, toothy grin. “But, yeah. I’m basically a walking, talking Spanish dictionary, if you ever need one.”

“How do you say ‘constable’ in Spanish?”

Leo froze, wracked his brain, and then glared at Jason. “Fuck you.”

Jason just grinned at him, totally unrepentant.

Leo waved his hands around like he could knock the words out of the air. “Literally whatever, that doesn’t count. You cheated. I don’t even know what that word means in English. I’m pretty sure you made it up–”

“I definitely didn’t.”

“Anyway!” Leo shouted over Jason’s obvious amusement. “What I’m trying to say is that I can help you with your homework. If you want.”

Jason considered him for a moment, and Leo had to fight the urge to hold his breath. “What’s in it for you?”

Leo wrinkled his nose. “What do you mean?”

“I mean what’s in it for you?” Jason repeated. “What are you getting out of this? Did someone put you up to it, or do you just want me to owe you a favor? What is it? What’s your angle?”

“Dude, what? No. Haven’t you ever heard of someone doing something nice, just to be nice?” Leo winced as soon as the words were out of his mouth, knowing from experience what a loaded question that was. Before Jason could reply, he plowed forward. “Look, I’m really, really not trying anything. If you don’t wanna, you can just say no, and I’ll drop it.”

“Yeah, because the last two weeks have shown how well you can take no for an answer.”

Leo recoiled at the words and shrank back. His fingers twitched where they were wrapped around his bicep and his eyes were trained solidly on the ground on the opposite side of the room. “Sorry.”

Jason was quiet for a moment before he sighed. “No, I’m sorry. That was a dick thing to say.”

Leo shrugged, still not looking at him. “Wasn’t wrong though, was it? I’ll leave you alone now, though. Promise. Sorry, again.”

Jason made a frustrated noise, and Leo looked up to see that he had a near-murderous scowl on his face, though this one was directed at the hands folded in his own lap. “You… don’t have to.”

Leo’s brow puckered in confusion and he tried not to let too much hope enter his tone. “Don’t have to what, man?”

“Leave me alone.”

Leo flinched at the sudden rebuke, and he clenched his jaw. “Look, I’m getting some really mixed signals from–”

“You don’t have to leave me alone,” Jason interrupted. “I don’t want you to.”

“Oh.” Leo blinked for a moment as the words finally sunk in. A grin started to slowly form on his face, and he didn’t even care that his cheeks were getting warm. “Alright. I won’t, then.”

“Right.” Jason cleared his throat, and Leo was about seventy-two percent sure that his ears were turning pink under all that fluffy blond hair. He wondered briefly how everyone in the school had been sent running from this almost bashful boy who was nervous around Leo of all people. “Um. Good.”

“Good,” Leo parrotted. He was pretty sure that all of his teeth were visible from how wide his smile was, but his heart was thumping too fast for him to pay it any mind. “You wanna start now?” Jason gave him a puzzled look, so he nodded at the homework still on the desk. “With that. No offense, but I highly doubt quedar is the only thing you managed to fuck up.”

Jason chuckled, and Leo marveled at the sound. “Yeah, okay.”

“Cool,” Leo beamed. Then he hopped up on his bed and patted the spot beside him in invitation. “Come on, dude. Take a seat. I hate studying at the desk. Are you hungry? I’m starving. Do you mind if I eat beef jerky while we study? Piper’s vegetarian, so I try not to eat it around her, which kinda sucks sometimes. I’ll even share if you say yes.”

Jason hummed contemplatively as he parsed through Leo’s word salad for a moment. He stood at the edge of Leo’s bed, just studying him, before he shrugged and climbed right on in. He settled down next to Leo, their sides pressed together from shoulder to knee in a way that made Leo almost breathless. “I like beef jerky.”

Leo’s heart continued to do its hyperactive tap dance from before and he had to bite back a giddy little giggle. “Well then, Jason, I believe you and I will get along beautifully.”

*-*-*

This was a bad idea, Leo thought to himself as he came skidding out of the boys’ laundry room, a wide maniacal grin on his face. Piper was standing exactly where he'd stationed her as lookout, looking incredibly confused, so he grabbed her hand as he ran by, shouting, “Come On! ¡Vámonos! Move it, move it, move it!”

To her credit, she started running without question, which was good, because Tyler Dungan came barreling out into the hallway a second later, looking just as big and dumb and dangerous as always. He still had his ruined jersey in his hand, damp and dripping on the floor. When he caught sight of Leo, his face twisted up into a maroon snarl of fury. “Valdez!”

“This is what you needed the bleach and RIT dye for?” Piper shrieked, looking incredulous and almost as mad as Tyler. Leo just tipped his head back and laughed, picturing the gobsmacked expression on Tyler's face when he'd pulled the jersey out of the wash. Worth it.

The three of them ran through the halls, ignoring the shouts of teachers and the way students physically jumped out of their way. Tyler was fast, but he was also stupid and didn’t exactly have state of the art handling, so any time he got a little too close for comfort, Piper and Leo would just make a hard turn down another hall, and Tyler was left tripping over his feet in order to stop.

“Valdez, I'm gonna kill you!”

At those words, Leo's eyes lit up in challenge, and on his next step he turned with a flourish so he could start running backwards, just to be a show-off. “Ooh, you promise?” he cooed, leveling Tyler with a wide grin. “Sounds festive.”

Piper scoffed and grabbed the back of his shirt to yank him down another corridor. “We've got to lose him for good,” she panted. “We can’t keep running forever.”

“Are you kidding? This is the fun part.”

Only, the fun part was about to come to a very quick, unpleasant end, Leo realized with an awful sinking feeling. He'd known from the start that messing with Tyler Dungan was a Bad Idea, no matter how satisfying it was in the moment to knock him down a peg or two. Everyone at Wilderness was there for one delinquent reason or another, but Tyler was special, seeing as he was in for beating someone half to death over a game of pool. There was a reason Tyler basically got to do whatever he wanted to whoever he wanted, and Leo and Piper, who were already on the long list of people Tyler didn’t like, had gone and poked him with a very sharp stick. And to make matters worse, in their attempts to flee, they'd taken a wrong turn. They were at a dead end. No hallways to run down, no classrooms to hide in. Just them and their certain doom.

There's an open window, Leo thought, a little hysterically. At least we can punch our own ticket before Tyler gets the chance.

Tyler burst through the doors before Leo could offer his one suggestion, and when he saw his prey cornered at the end of the hall, he let out a victorious war cry and charged. Leo felt his heart pounding in his throat as his eyes darted around, desperately searching for an out. If it was just him, he might have been tempted to just sit back and accept whatever beating Tyler had planned for him, but he couldn’t. Not with Piper there. Piper, whose only crime was ever staying by Leo's side when everyone else on the planet would have given up on him a dozen times over.

Leo reached out to blindly grasp for Piper's hand and breathed a sigh of relief when he found it, their fingers tangling tight enough to ache. They could get out of this. Surely. Somehow. Maybe they could run around Tyler on either side of the hall. That would probably confuse him, and Leo could make sure that he ran a little closer, so if Tyler did manage to grab one of them, Piper would be the one to get away. He could do this, but he’d have to be quick. It was too late to be clever. He thought about rabbits. Of a story, spoken in a gnarled old woman’s voice, about a cocky little rabbit, hunted by coyotes and eaten because he thought he could outrun anything. He couldn’t be a rabbit. He had to—

Then Tyler's feet flew up through the air in a graceful arc as he came to a very sudden stop. He went fully horizontal before gravity finally caught up with him and he slammed into the ground, back first. His skull cracked on the tile floor hard enough that Leo could see it visibly bounce, and he was surprised at the lack of blood it left behind.

Before Leo could even begin to wonder what the hell just happened, Jason was there. His face was twisted up into a near bestial rage as he planted his foot on Tyler's chest, and bared his teeth.

“Stay down!” he barked, glowering down at Tyler until he got a furious nod of confirmation. Then his gaze flicked over to Leo and Piper, and his expression softened. He looked them both up and down before those intense blue eyes locked on Leo’s face. “Are you two okay?”

Leo gulped, feeling a bit like he'd been pinned in place just like Tyler, before he realized that Jason wasn't going to let him go without an answer. “I— Y-Yeah. We're, um. We're good.”

Jason nodded before he knelt down on one knee and got very close to Tyler's face, though he kept his foot planted to keep Tyler where he put him. His voice got a lot quieter then, but Leo could still hear the way each snarled word dripped with threat. “If you ever even look at either of those two again, I'll fucking kill you. Do I make myself abundantly clear, Dungan?” Tyler looked furious, and for a second Leo thought he might try to fight Jason (not that Leo would put much money on him after this), but then he gave a single sharp nod. Jason smiled at him, but it looked more like bared teeth than anything remotely friendly. “Good.”

“Jason! Mr. Dungan! What is the meaning of this?”

Leo's head whipped up to see Mrs. King power walking down the hall towards them, the sharp click-click of her heels showing just how serious she was. Jason just stood, dragging Tyler to his feet along with him. “Sorry, ma'am. My friend here tripped and fell, so I was helping him up. Isn’t that right, Dungan?”

Tyler's face screwed up for a moment before he nodded. “Right,” he spat, the word sounding like venom.

Jason clapped a hand on his shoulder with an expression that would have been kind, if not for the murder in his eyes. “Better be careful, man. I'd hate for something like this to happen again. Could be even worse next time.”

Tyler snorted and shrugged out from under Jason's hold and stomped off, and Mrs. King followed close behind, saying something about the nurse’s office. Jason watched them both go for a moment before he stepped over to Piper and Leo. His features weren't angry, not at all, but his eyes were still intense as he looked them over like he didn't trust Leo's assessment from before, and Leo could only stand there and let himself be looked at. When he was done with his inspection and found them to be up to code, his gaze locked with Leo’s. “I'll see you back in our room.”

Leo nodded furiously and squeaked out, “You got it, dude. See you later.”

Jason dipped his head in acknowledgement, the gesture oddly formal like some kind of honorable knight in a fairytale movie accepting a quest from the prince or whatever. “Later, then.”

And then he was gone.

When he was completely out of sight, Leo heard Piper let out a deep, shaky breath at his side. He turned to look at her and saw that her cheeks were as red as his felt. “Okay, yeah, I get it,” she said, squeezing her eyes shut. “You’re allowed to be obsessed with him.”

After the adrenaline rush and the, well, everything that had just happened, Leo could only tilt his head back and laugh.

#my writing #valgrace #the heroes of juno #lost trio #lost trio week

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forsaken-headcanons · 2 months ago

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HAI HAI HAI :3

Uhh you may have seen me from the dw hc blog lolll uhh im trans anon :] Sometimes i color my signature lol

ANYWAYS!!!!!!!!!

c00lkidd is actually really really academically smart he's just really naive

Uhhh. Taph is transfem. Also she and azure should kiss....

Almost everyone is trans trusttttttt

007n7 MAY be transfem i havent decided yet lol

c00lkidd likes playing matchmaker <3

Cupcakes is like. An au of c00lkidd lol

All the kids are trans trust. C00lkidd is transmasc bluudude is non binary and pr3ttypriincess is transfem lol

bluudude is a MAJOR fnaf fan and definetely ranted to their mom before

Jane and John are T4T trust <3

Also Jane is buff to me

Shedlestky says brainrot to piss the admins off <3

1x got bullied cuz shes BALD

Also 2011x is Jeff's brother. Cuz Lord X adopted them. No i will not elaborate/silly

Uhh idk

-Trans anon (OR WILLIAM KISSER ANON IF TRANS ANON IS OCCUPIED LOL)

Everyone is trans!! Everybody!!

Shedletsky brainrot will never leave me.

Also, you can take Trans anon! Welcome to the blog!

#forsaken headcanons #forsaken #forsaken roblox #roblox forsaken #c00lkidd forsaken #007n7 forsaken #shedletsky forsaken #taph forsaken #bluudude forsaken #pr3ttypriincess forsaken #john doe forsaken #jane doe forsaken #2011x forsaken #jeff the killer forsaken #trans anon #mod missletsky🍗⚔️

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cheemscakecat · 1 year ago

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Oh… OH.

Guys hear me out… BLU Spy is a film buff who likes the Film Noir genre.

If you haven’t heard of/watched film noir, it’s 40s-50s era detective movies. If you’ve watched Who Framed Roger Rabbit, you basically get the gist of what the genre is like. Jessica Rabbit is a subversion of the fem fatale trope of a shrexy lady who works for the bad guys or is the main bad guy of the movie. Judge Doom is the crooked cop/official, R.K. Maroon is another corrupt party that allied with Doom. And Eddie Valiant is our cynical and jaded detective protagonist.

Now think about movies for a minute. How many times does the protagonist do something impossible because it looks cool? Be honest, John Wick is doing some maneuvers that make zero sense to real martial artists and government agents. Now think about how BLU Spy acts in Em Blue and Meet the Spy.

How many times does a detective/cop/agent protagonist go fight a dangerous person alone, and win? Usually there’s a struggle, but they still win. Spy didn’t though. Imagine he’s having a nightmare where one of the aspects is literally “You’re not that guy pal. Trust me, you’re not that guy.”

This is not the time to make demands, this is the time to shoot the guy with a bigger, faster gun before he can get you. But the good guy usually manages to shoot first or dodge, so he can have the confidence to do something this risky. Except it doesn’t work for Spy.

I can’t help but wonder if one of the reasons is that Soldier is an actual war veteran and not crazy like RED; remember how I mentioned real experts before? What if Solly’s fighter logic is cancelling out Hollywood logic in the scenes where he and Spy are together? Of course, that’s not the only reason why Spy can’t do the cool things he’s trying; it’s insecurity.

What happens in Meet the Spy?

So BLU Spy decided to do the dramatic thing and monologue to his teammates about the RED Spy in base, knowing darn well that one of them is probably said Spy. Carrying literal dead weight with the RED’s weapon lodged in it. With full confidence.

Some people think he knew “Scout” was RED Spy, but I actually think he fell for it. Why else would he say “nothing. Nothing like the man currently inside this building!” and then give said abnormally skilled and dangerous Spy his knife back? And that’s not the only reason he didn’t know, either.

This folder of dirty pictures is BLU Spy’s trump card. Yeah, showing it to RED to humiliate him would be funny… but not the most satisfying outcome. Giving it to the Admin for enemy team blackmail? More satisfying. Giving it to one of RED Spy’s enemies so they can kidnap BLU Ma or study the layout of that room? Devilishly satisfying. But that’s still not his end goal.

Scout is the youngest member of the team with the most to learn. You’re telling me that the same Administrator who hired a Director to get dirt on RED team, and doesn’t even care much for Pauling, doesn’t have two-faced Spies on both sides? BLU and RED teammates willing to sell their team’s secrets for bonuses or their own protection? Oh they exist.

This BLU Spy is not one of these double crossers IRL; but he does look for dirt on RED team. He was probably taking the dirtier pictures to get shot of RED without his mask, but he left it on. But he found out BLU Ma is consorting with an enemy teammate, and that’s very important. He wasn't showing this to Scout just to assert dominance as an older teammate, he was saying “Look, your mama can’t be trusted. Don’t give her your information.”

“PATTY CAKE? PATTY CAKE?! I don’t believe it! [cries]”

“Believe it sister, she played Patty Cake.”

It’s the same thing but more disrespectful, he’s trying to wise the real BLU Scout up about mercenary work.

And before anyone asks, no, BLU Spy is not BLU Scout’s daddy. No sane parent would show those pictures to their child, even if he’s an adult and his mama cheated. Besides that, Spy shows literally zero interest in romance during Em Blue, even when he’s telling Archibald what promotions he wants. That’s… not a normal occurrence in Film Noirs.

I’m not saying getting tricked by RED Spy and loosing those pictures before the real Scout could see them is the reason BLU Spy doubts his own abilities. But it’s at least a factor in the bigger reason.

#tf2 #emesis blue #character analysis #emesis blue scout #emesis blue spy #I don’t ship BLU Spy and Soldier btw #just thought I should mention that now

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