cemetariall (CavernKingdom)
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After venturing tirelessly, Player deals with the aftereffects of handling and collecting all SFOTH swords for a certain admin, now having four of them within his grasp, and yet stubbornly refuses to take a rest.
The swords and his own guilt, self worth issues fill his mind with less than healthy thoughts. Meeting a certain purple-cap wearing guy on his way to restock by zoning out and taking the wrong path to the shop of Vermillion Village, beating him up before finally going back to bizville + Calypso only to get flocked by a pile of comforting geese (His friends and allies), forcing him to take a rest.
Cue in more angst then Toxichero comfort shenanigans.
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or: Trauma, Angst, epic batttle, am I gay? Angst, comfort
Takes place right after demo 4 with the final fight for the firebrand. A Player centric fic
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Sorry, can't move, my plant's on top of me by ceilingGuest
Fandoms: Block Tales (Roblox), Roblox (Video Game)
22 Sep 2025
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Cure Griefer, check.
Get his callcard, check.
Go back to traversing the Red Sun Temple, still in progress.
Player would've had that also checked off from his checklist if only a certain now half-plant man wasn't laying on top of him.
Oh right, and they also kissed. No homo though.
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Or: Toxichero's first kiss, and then even more kisses.
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After getting the firebrand, Player decides to go and take on Griefer's offer to hang out and then also taking his advice of having a rest day.
What's best way to have a rest day? To go grocery shopping that's not for items to be used for his adventure. Which Player then messes up by accidentally summoning a certain someone via their callcard when he tries to pick up a bag of chips.
The duo's usual banter goes on full of teasing, poking fun and flustering, with Player denying his growing feelings and Griefer hiding his own behind cocky grins (even as the flowers on his vines betray him by blooming whenever the hero’s near.)
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or; dumbass hero accidentally summons dumbass weed mid-grocery shopping for his rest day.
set after demo 4
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Some Time in the Future— Forever, Goodbye by ceilingGuest
Fandoms: Block Tales (Roblox), Roblox (Video Game)
04 Sep 2025
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"Nobody will miss you when you're gone.
Years will pass, the stories of your adventures would unfold— the same oh-so-great heroic tales written by blood of those you've slaughtered.
Your departure was etched in silence, farewells never spoken, bonds frayed until they snapped and left to rot alongside what lingered; Your name, not in triumph, but in hate-filled whispers. Words that are a shadow carried by time, unknown by the people, written in legends ungrieved by many of the lost.
And so you vanish, not in tragic heroism like how you were supposed to. You are not to be remembered, Hero. You were set up, tasked, and meticulously orchestrated to be forgotten slowly as you return to being a no-name robloxian. A legend unmade, a man unmoored— A ghost of the battles that once defined who you 'were'.
Player."
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OR: Player finishes his quest gathering the SFOTH swords for Shedletsky and does back to his original timeline! happy stuff happens!^_^
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His hair is so long. Too long, the bubbling feeling of envy creeps up on you before you shove it down with the rest of your feelings. Not now.
As you part it to work in sections, you decide to fill the neverending stretch of silence that's fallen between you two. "Mm, have you considered pigtails?"
He gives you an unamused bit of silence. "1F YOU GIV3 ME PIGT4ILS, CONSIDER THE F4CT THAT I'LL K1LL YOU." The malice dripping from his tone is palpable.
You remain unphased. "Fact? You already tried doing that and failed." Despite your best attempts at remaining stone-faced, a small quirk to your lips makes itself prominent. "Once, twice–"
"Z1P IT."
Your fingers yank his hair on accident, causing him to hiss.
...Okay, saying it was on accident would be a lie. He doesn't have to know that though. He doesn't need to know jack shit.
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You haven't seen your favorite dumbass in a while. Obviously, this is something you must fix immediately!
(A coldness nips at your heart, mixes and stirs your thoughts– an icepick to the brain. The urge to leave, to avoid it all, is more alluring than anything else.)
[pt. 1 of "afraid to start (how can you lose?)"]
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- Part 2 of who up blocking they tales