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Taph, a mute demolitionist with unmatched skill joins the Guild of Buildmasters. Builderman thinks he's a good fit for the Guild. Telamon thinks he's a distraction. But as missions grow more dangerous and personal boundaries begin to blur, Telamon and Taph form a bond that neither of them expected — one built on pain, healing, and quiet moments shared in a nest.
Taph x Telamon
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02 Sep 2025
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But really I'm not actually your friend, but I am. by moltenlava2000
Fandoms: Die Of Death (Roblox)
31 Jul 2025
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Mequot has a bad round as the killer because a certain somebody is always on his mind.
Devesto is completely different to Mequot, how could they ever get along?
It always seems like Devesto cares more about his F3X than he ever could for Mequot.
Mequot can't always be sure though.
Bookmarked by shugore
01 Sep 2025
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scripter's excessively long reminiscence over his changing opinion of the cold by totallyN0tBennett
Fandoms: Roblox (Video Game)
28 Jun 2025
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Scripter thinks for a moment- from his days at the HQ and the beginning of his lust for more, to the hellish days of imprisonment within Banlands and current moment with his one and only- and how the cold has been a constant in his life.
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01 Sep 2025
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Did they still trust him? He didn’t trust them. That’s what he thought, though.
And yet here he was, letting their fingers rub their scent back into his scalp.
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An overworked and depressed Builderman allows Telamon to tend to his needs despite his wishes.
Bookmarked by shugore
27 Aug 2025
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iTrapped wanted to hate them. Had, at first. It was his job, after all—don't get attached, stick to the script, get the job done. Neat and tidy-like, tied up with a pretty bow.
There was nothing neat, tidy, or pretty about this.
"Hey iTrapped," Chance half-whispered, still wearing that expression—the one that looked like they wanted to eat iTrapped alive—though there was an edge of shyness to it now, softening their intensity. "...Wanna make out?"
'Think about the money,' the logical part of iTrapped's brain screamed, before being drowned out by alcohol and desire.
After all, there was always tomorrow.
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Or, iTrapped experiences gay panic for 1,700 words.
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- Part 2 of Nexys' Forsaken Fics
 
Bookmarked by shugore
12 Aug 2025
 

