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I've basically read every builderman fic there is now and there just isn't enough, especially with angst
I'm here to take your guys builderman requests!
It can be with any head cannons and with any ships.

What I will write:
Smut
Depression
Drugs
Any type of mental illness (be specific)
Abuse
Self-harm
Certain kinks (be specific I will write the ones I won't be doing in wonts)
Gore
Suicide

I can attempt age regression
Eating disorders (tell me which ones)
Addictions
Rape

What I won't write:
Child/adult
Scat
Piss
Tentacles sex

Incest

There is probably a lot more but if you are unsure then just ask and I'll let you know! Please don't be scared as I'm a bit of a freak myself lol,

Be warned some of the writing might be strongly based on my opinion on builderman like how I see him more as a bottom then a top but other then that request your hearts away!

many more tags will be added once request and chapters are out!

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telamon.. oh telamon. why did you have to leave me and disappear.

 ... 

survivers win!

 He should have been relieved, happy even that the round was over. But he wasn't, he hardly ever was. It was hard to be when all his happy memories involved him.

 Builderman looked around the room, everyone had already gone off to do their own things as usual. They all had their own little groups and friends, sure builderman could join them if he wanted to. But he never felt as if he could.

 Everyone knew him. How couldn't they? He was the CEO of Roblox, he existed before any of them were even a thought, they all treated him with respect. But that was it. It was only ever respect. Nothing felt genuine, probably because it never was. Sure shedletsky and Dusskear were here and they were his friends but builderman couldn't shake off the feeling he was just their boss.. or their old boss at least and that was it. Even feeling weird about being around Taph, his own child.

Builderman walked away to his cabin as usual, avoiding any eye contact as he walked passed. Maybe some working and drawing will help him relax and cheer up. 

As builderman opens the door he was met with the mess of his room, tools and scrap metal cover his desk as god knows how many blueprint scraps take up him once bed, now rather a storage unit. 

sighing, builderman closes his door behind him, sliding down the wall, sitting on the only part of the floor he knew was clear from any bits of metal accidentally stabbing his ass, he would never make that mistake again. 

"God this place looks like a bomb hit it.." builderman mumbles to himself as he takes in his shit hole of a room, he's been so worn out lately that all he could do after rounds was just sit on his floor or try to make something to help out the team. That was the most he could do considering his skills in actual matches were useless, even if he did build anything remotely useful it would get destroyed within seconds.

 Pulling himself off the floor builderman walks over to his desk, grabbing a new blue print whilst pulling his pen from out behind his ear, maybe doing some work will take his mind off the fact he was probably the most useless one on the team. 

Telamon did always say he worked to much.

 Telamon....

......

"Mon I'm trying to work here. What could you possibly have thats so important that you need to show me now?" 

" Calm down B, why do you always act like you have a stick up your ass."

A huff could be heard from the smaller one

"Anyways Telamon has simply come here to give you a gift" 

"A gift?"

"That's what telamon said is it not?" 

"Right.. well what exactly is the gift" 

The god slowly removed his hands from behind his back, revealing a small black egg. 

"Telamon where on god's green roblox did you find that egg?"

"That is telamons secret and for only him to know. But telamon brings it as a gift for you builderman."

"Mon please go out that egg back to where you found it, I'm not in the right place to be looking after anything and probably never will be"

"Telamon is afraid that he cannot put it back, builderman must accept the gift as if it were a baby that he had no choice but to take care of"

"What.. telamon don't you dare tell me that there is a baby in that."

"Telamon believes there is only one way to find out. Maybe it will help builderman by taking his mind off work"

..... 

Nothing was the same after telamon disappear, all he had left of him was the egg he gave him.. that egg.. his child.

Taph was always an introverted person since the day they hatched. Never speaking a word and hiding under hoods and cloaks, a lot like telamon.. minis the introvert part.

Growing up Taph had always sorted had attachment issues with builderman, hardly ever leaving his side, speaking to him through robloxian sign. but it felt like ever since they got stuck here the two never interact. 

Maybe it was about time builderman should actually go have a conversation with Taph, it's not like it would be weird or anything, he literally raised Taph from a fletchling... So why did he feel like this. 

Builderman stands up from his desk, still looking at the blank blue print. 

"A small conversation wouldn't hurt.." 

Or would it.

Builderman exits his cabin, slowly making his way to the main area. Best to check there before trying any rooms

Builderman walks in the room, it had only been an hour since the end of last match so most of the group had gone to their own cabins like builderman, most likely trying to get some sleep, it was hard for all of them in a hell hole like this.

Builderman scans the room for Taph, instantly spotting them in the corner, seemingly staring off into space from what he could see.

"Hey Taph.. it's been awhile since we really last had a conversation, how have you been" 

Builderman spoke whilst also signing with his hands, a habit he grew when talking to Taph after helping them with it for years.

"fine thank you" 

Such a short answer, usually Taph is much more happier to see and speak with builderman.

"Are you sure? I'm always here is you need to talk" 

Builderman hands moved with a slight shake, was he bothering Taph?

"I know B, I appreciate the offer but I have already spoken with Dusskear"

Dusskear? Right the two have gotten very close ever since they got here, maybe Taph just didn't need builderman anymore.

Oh builder you've missed read them..

"Oh.. well would you like to speak about anything? I see your not up to much" 

Why was this hurting him so much? Builderman watches taphs hands as they move carefully

"I was planning to go to bed soon, but maybe later.." 

oh..

"Ah, fair enough, well goodnight kiddo. I'll see you later"

Builderman gave Taph a quick small smile before quickly walking away. This was a mistake. What was he doing. Why was he so upset that Taph was finally starting to get comfortable with other robloxians. He should be happy. Proud.

It only hurt to think about.

Builderman opens his cabin door once more, nothing had changed, clearly nothing will.

Maybe it was for the best..

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Builderman had always hid that he was an omega, nobody in all of Roblox knew, not even his best friends, pretending to be an alpha was to risky so he settled for being a beta. 

A plain simple beta. 

He took suppressants everyday so that no alpha could pick up on his scent, especially when he went into heat, partly why his old house use to be far away from any type of towns or villages, so no one could pick up on an omega around. They also prevented him from getting all sappy and gooey around alphas, it was perfect.

Nothing ever went wrong back at the headquarters, all the admins were either alphas or betas so he fit right in, basical the only omegas who worked there were the secretaries or cleaners. No one ever suspected that Builderman could be hiding anything. Even when he hid his pregnancy with John doe no one found out.

But ever since being trapped in this hell of a world it's become a lot harder to hide. 

Builderman would usually just got straight to his cabin and take his suppressants, he was pretty sure he was the only one who had them as everyone else seemed to be very open about their second gender without a care in the world. 

Must be nice. 

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if he embraced his second gender if it wasn't for the fact he had been putting up this beta persona since the start of the world, if he showed it now he would probably never hear the end of it. 

...

Lately though it felt as if buildermans suppressants weren't working. No matter how hard he tried to block out the smell it almost felt like all the alphas around him smelt like something sweet and addictive, causing him to stare at them, and it certainly hadn't gone unnoticed. 

Builderman wasn't aware of it but his scent also started to change, it was the omegas who spotted it first, noob specifically. He caught onto the fact that Builderman was coming a bit to clingy with some of the alphas, the alphas being shedletsky and that his scent was starting to get sweeter. Something that doesn't occur with betas.

...

"Hey Elliot, mind if I quickly speak with you.." noob entered the kitchen as he spoke, a slight concerned look on his face

"Sure noob, whatcha need" Elliot turned to face noob, his usual smile plastered on his face.

"Eh.. well I'm sure you've noticed that well, builderman has been acting awfully strange lately." Noob fidgeted with the bloxy cola in his hand. " And well, when I walked past him earlier he almost had an omega like scent on him?"

Noob was starting to question if he was even making sense "it wasn't like an omega had left their scent on him but rather it was was from him.. does that make sense?"

Seeing noob doubting himself Elliot quickly places a hand on noobs shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry noob I know what you mean, I've noticed the way he's starting to get a bit territorial, especially around shedletsky. I've never known for betas to do that.."

Both of them pause for a bit

"You don't think that maybe.." noob started to trail off, the thought was absurd. 

"It feels weird to say but he's really acting like a newly presented omega.." (for context omegas tend to present as teens so basically a really hormonal teen omega)

Both of them just look at eachother not speaking a word. It all added up to well, builderman had never been the one to really look like a beta, for one he was to short but he always had a very omega vibe to him, like a motherly kind of thing. Builderman was very organised and was usually the person everyone would go to when upset or needed help with something. All the classic omega signs but everyone just took it as he was a overly caring beta.

Before either of the two could continue you talking shedletsky popped his head though the door way.

"Hey Elliot when will dinner be ready" shedletsky give his usual smug grin as he spoke, looking at the two. Completely oblivious to the conversation that was going on about his best friend.

"Ah it should be done soon actually, go tell the others to start getting ready for dinner" as Elliot turned to the oven builderman appeared right behind shedletsky, and without saying anything dragged the man away from the other two omega's. Mumbling something about how shedletsky shouldn't be around the two before walking off.

"What was that about?" Noob raided an eyebrow

"Huh? What happened?" Elliot asked as he grabbed the oven gloves

"Well builderman dragged shedletsky away but I think he said something about how he shouldn't be near us omegas?" 

"How strange.. let's talk more about this later, do you mind passing me the pizza cutter?"

cut to dinner, all of them are in the main area eating in there usual spots

Everything seemed to be normal, if you ignore how clingy builderman was being with shedletsky, getting frustrated or annoyed when any of the other omegas came near them, even snapping at guest when he walked past to get a drink.

Shedletsky, of course was completely on to this and was just happy it was dinner time, paying no attention to the way his best friend was behaving.

"Hey shed could you-" chance started to speak before getting cut off

"He's busy right now. What ever your going to ask him ask me." Builderman look at chance with a glare. 

"Sheesh nevermind, sorry for disturbing you and your boyfriend" chance joked as he rolled his eyes making shedletsky instantly choke on his pizza

"Boyfriend?" Shedletsky looked around as everyone went silent to look at the two "no no, where on Roblox did you guys get that from, me and builder are friends" shedletsky said as he scratched the back of his neck, looking down at builderman who was now facing away from him, his face flushed. Something smelt sweet... Really sweet, was Elliot making dessert too?

"Could have fooled me.." guest mutters as he walked passed again, making sure to start far away from the two, slightly annoyed at being snapped at.

"Why are you all looking at me like that..?" Shedletsky was generally confused, but nobody responded.

As everyone started to finishes up the room started to smell sweeter and thicker, builderman hadn't spoken a word since grabbing shedletsky from the kitchen, his face was still flushed. A deep pink colour his cheeks and his breathing grew heavily. It didn't go unnoticed.

"Yo Elliot are you cooking a cake or something because something smells real sweet" chance asked, the smell was starting to get intoxicating. Especially for the alphas.

"No.. I'm not sure why it smells sweet in here. Wait" Elliot quickly turned to look at noob and guest, the two were completely normal.

Before Elliot could turn around the smell hit everyone like a train, it was clear and omega had gone into heat. But who?

Dusskear quickly walked outside, not wanting to get involved with anything that was about to happen, the smell becoming to strong for him.

"Shed.." was the first thing builderman muttered, his hair covering his face. He looked up at shedletsky, his cheeks pink and his eye glossy.

"Builder what's wrong" shedletsky was about to put a hand on buildermans shoulder before instantly pulling back. There was no way.

"Uh.. guys I think I found the source of the problem.." shedletsky quickly stood up from the floor as builderman started to shake. He hadn't had his heat in hundreds of years he'd forgotten what it felt like, it felt like he was burning.

Builderman couldn't hear anything around him anymore, everything felt so fuzzy and his clothes felt so hot, what was this? Was he dying? Why wouldn't shedletsky come help him.

"I knew it.." Elliot said quietly to himself before getting up off the sofa.

"Hey chance come with me before you do something you might regret" guest said quickly walking up to chance and dragging him off. It was best to get all the alphas out the room.

Luckily mostly everyone had already left, 007n7 and two-time had left the second they finished dinner whilst Dusskear and Taph went off to do their own thing as soon as the room started to sweeten.

That left noob, Elliot buildreman and shedletsky.

Both omegas quickly went to builderman side to try and lift him off the ground whilst shedletsky just stood their and watched like a lemon.

"G-get off of me" builderman started to stumble on his words, nothing felt right. Everything smelt to strong. There were to many omegas near shedletsky. They smelt disgusting. He only wanted shedletsky.

"Shed a little help here? He's not gonna let us touch him unless you say it's ok" Elliot looked up at shedletsky, what a useless alpha.

"Eh? Why me. its not like he's some omega" Shedletsky was puzzled, why was builderman acting like he was in heat. Last time he checked betas couldn't have heats or ruts.

Elliot sighed, of course shedletsky was to thick to realise. Noob quickly walked off to the kitchen to grab some ice packs in hopes to cool down builderman.

"Shedletsky. Build has gone into heat. He's an omega. He's been around and your scent you for so long that he now believes you his alpha." Elliot tries to break it down for the birdbrain Infront of him.

"Wait what..?" 

"For Christ sakes shed would you please just tell him it's ok and help me get him to his cabin" 

Noob quickly returns with two icepacks, placing them slowly in buildermans hands trying not to set him off or freak him out, he wasn't entirely sure how buildermans heat worked as all omegas were different.

"Ok ok Sheesh.." shedletsky kneeled down to look at builderman, giving him a reassuring smile before sliding his arm under buildermans armpit, lifting him up with Elliot doing the same on the other side.

"Will you two be ok doing this?" Noob asked, he wasn't sure how he could help anymore.

"We will be ok thanks noob" shedletskys grinned giving the man a thumbs up

The two dragged builderman back to his cabin tryin their best not to drop him as he squirmed around in their arms, trying to clingy onto shedletsky. His senses where all over the place.

"Wait.. shed how come your aren't affected by his heat? Like your not pouncing on him or anything trying to breed him." Elliot questioned, working in a pizza restaurant before coming here Elliot had seen what usually happens when omegas go into heat by accident around alphas, it's not usually a pretty sight. It's usually how alphas and omegas get bound to eachother by accidently mating.

"Well before coming an admin alphas have to take a training course, so we know how to control ourselves in these types of situations. It's funny how the person who made that rule turned out to be an omega. Hats off to him for being able to keep it a secret for so long" shedletsky said with a small chuckle 

A small 'shut up' could be heard from builderman as the three finally make it to his cabin. What a night.

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Builderman had always been a heavy smoker, it started in his teenage/early adult years. He started off light, only ever smoking when a cigarette was offered, but when he became the CEO of Roblox builderman started to pick it up more often, smoking at least a pack a day.

Builderman had sworn many times that he would quit, but he knew he never would. Everyone knew he wouldn't. It wasn't like he could die from it so what was the point. It kept him calm and put together, builderman would be a mess with it. 

Ever since builderman and the survivors got trapped here buildermans anxiety spiked up a lot, causing him to smoke a lot more. Builderman wasn't entirely sure were the packs were coming from but every time he went to his cabin after a round a packet of fags would be on his desk waiting for him, and of course he would always smoke them. 

...

Builderman tried to run, but it was pointless. It was only him and noob left with still 2 minutes left to go. Noil clearly had no intentions of going after noob, his full attention was on Builderman. And just as quickly as it started Noil caught up to builderman with no issues, killing builderman instantly. 

The death was quick, painful but quick. Builderman opened his eyes to be met with the view of the others hang out in the main area. It seems that was the last round of the night after 3 back to back rounds. God he needed a quick fag break..

Builderman turned to leave as noob finally spawned back in, he hadn't been far from where builderman had died so it was easy for Noil to find and kill him. But a hand grabbed his wrist as he was turning, Builderman hadn't even noticed that Chance had approached him, all he wanted was to go to his cabin and take a well deserved cigarette.. 

"Yo Builderdude, why don't you come hang out with me and shedletsky with some of the others in a poker match? Shed told me that you used to be pretty good at cards back in the old HQ. It'd be way better then sulking in your room until dinner" chance always loved giving nicknames and builderman was no expectation. 

Builderman didn't look at chance when he spoke, he could already see the smirk on the others face. He just wanted to leave.

Builderman pulled his arm away from chances grip, subconsciously going to fiddle with his hoodies sleeve before turning away and walking to the door. Completely ignoring chances question. He didn't have time to play some stupid game, there was things to be done.

"Ok good talk.." chance just muttered before walking back to the others with a shrug. 

"Where's builder?" Shedletsky looked up from his deck of cards as chance took a seat at the table.

"Probably going to his cabin as usual, the dude just completely ignored my question and walked off. " Chance said as he grabbed the homemade poker chips, they had to make them from the cardboard pizza boxes left over. 

"Oh, well I hope he's ok" Elliot spoke up, wasn't entirely sure why he was playing poker, he didn't even know how to but entertainment was limited here. "It's almost like we never see him out of rounds..." 

"If the man wants to be alone then he wants to be alone" chance didn't really care much for builderman, not that he hated him it's just the two never spoke. Builderman hardly spoke to any of them, especially in recent times. 

"Maybe I should go check on him.. he's been very withdrawn lately." Shedletsky stood up from his seat, leaving his deck of cards on the table, he wasn't usually the type to worry about other people and their business but builderman was a different story.

"You worry about him to much shed. He's a grown man, he's literally the CEO of this world, I'm sure whatevers wrong with him he'll deal with by himself." Chance really didn't get why any of them were worried. He grabbed shedletsky deck of cards before shuffling them back into the main pile.

Shedletsky didn't say anything and just walked off.

...

Builderm quickly made his way back to his cabin, maybe it was a little rude just to ignore chances offer instead of politely declining it but it didn't matter now.

He quickly open the door, shutting it just as fast. Just as he expected a brand new box of cigarettes laid on his desk with a blue lighter next to it. Perfect.

Builderman wasted no time, quickly grabbing the box and opening it. Pulling a fag out and lighting it like it was a daily routine, because for him it was.

Taking a drag instantly calmed him down, Builderman didn't realise how badly he needed this, he no longer felt all fidgety and could finally relax. Maybe he should take chances offer after all.

Builderman made his way to his bed, slipping off his shoes before laying down, cigarette still between his two fingers, he brought it to his lips again, breathing in the familiar taste of nicotine.

Relief washed over builderman, he could finally feel at peace.

Until a knock was at his door. 

Not wanting to wasted a perfectly good cigarette builderman quickly took a few more puffs, making sure to take it all in before smashing the butt underneath his heal and kicking it under the bed. He wasn't sure how the others would react if they found out he was smoking or still was smoking.

Builderman quickly opened the door only to be met with shedletsky. Shedletsky raised an eyebrow, the smell of nicotine radiating off his best friend. 

"Builder what are you doing in there?" Was the first thing shedletsky could ask, it wasn't initially what he had came for but now he had to know.

"Excuse me?" Builderman furrowed his eyebrows at the question, shedletsky wasn't usually the type to get into other people's business.

"I smell nicotine on you. Wanna explain?" 

The two of them stand there, looking at eachother.

"I don't know what your talking about shed. Anyways what did you want." Builderman didn't like this, he hated being confronted. He started to fidget with his sleeve again. 

"Might I come in then so we can speak?" 

Builderman quickly glanced at the cigarette box on his bed, there was no way he was shedletsky come in with that in view, he had told shedletsky he had quit years ago. 

"Not now shed. Whatever you need to say you can say it here." 

Shedletsky knew builderman, he knew he was hiding something. The smell of nicotine, the way he looked nervous, he was even fidgeting. But it didn't make sense, builderman didn't smoke. He hadn't smoked in years, at least that's what he said.

"Your smoking again aren't you." 

Builderman couldn't say, how had shedle caught on so quickly? Oh, the smell must have been sticking to his clothes. 

"No I'm not, now would you mind leaving if this is all you wanted to talk about?" 

"How long? You said you had quit."

"Shedletsky that's enough"

"You lied, builder.." shedl paused, he wasn't sure why he was so hurt. As chance said, builderm was a grown man, he was older then all of them he could do what he wanted.

"Don't be so dramatic shed, I only had one ok. It's not a big deal" Builderman was lying through his teeth and shedletsky could see right through him. 

"What would Jan think?" 

"I-" builderman looked up at shedletsky, he didn't know shedletsky would stoop so low to bring Jan into this. Builderman had promised years ago to Jan he would stop, of course he lied but she never knew. She was so proud of him.

Builderman was starting to fidget with his sleeves again as he's breathing quickened, he really needed another fag.

"JESUS CHRIST SHEDLETSKY LEARN TO MIND YA OWN DARN BUSINESS" was all shedl heard before getting the door slammed in his face. 

Did Builderman... THE builderman just snap at him? Sure shedletsky had seen builderman angry before and had gotten frustrated at him before but never actually snapped and yelled.. 

Shedletsky knocked on the door again, this time with a singular much more harsh knock

"Hey builderman in know you can hear me. I'm not gonna speak to you until you come to me saying your going to quit." And with that shedletsky walked away.

Sure it was a bit egoistical to expect builderman to snap over just 1 person not speaking to him just shedletsky was one of the only people builderman did actually speak to, he would always sit next to shedletsky during dinner or any activity the groups would do when out of rounds, so shedletsky knew it would work. 

... 

As a few rounds/days go by and just as shedletsky expected builderman began to snap, it was subtle at first. Builderman would go to sit next to shedletsky at dinner but would hesitate and just sit in the corner by himself or sometimes was Dusskear and Taph. 

Without being able to talk to shedletsky builderman started to smoke much more, it wasn't until he threw up because of choking of the smoke did he realise how bad it had gotten. He stunk of nicotine without even realising, even the others started to notice and give him odd looks. 

Builderman performances in rounds also began to falter, without being about to smoke it was hard to build anything, he could hardly do the generators from how shaky his hands were. Not to mention he could hardly run without nearly suffocating from the lack of air. It sounded like he had asthma without actually having it. 

Maybe shedletsky was right. But he could quit easily, he didn't need shedletsky helping him with anything. Besides it was about time he quit.

And just like that Builderman decided to quit.

But only if it was that easy.

In the first hour with a cigarette builderman was a lot more fidgety, playing with the hem of the sleeve of his hoodie, staring intensely at the box of untouched cigarettes on his desk, he wanted them so badly... 

Without even thinking about it builderman went to go reach for the box, maybe just smelling it would help...

Builderman opened the box and slowly lifted on if the sticks out, bringing it close to his face. The smell instantly filling his senses. 

Maybe just lighting it for a bit.. it wouldn't hurt right? Builderman grabbed the lighter from his pocket, bringing the flam to the head of the cigarette. It wasn't a want anymore... He needed it so badly. 

Just one puff..

Just one.

Builderman dropped the cigarette and crushed it under his heel before he progressed anything, was on Roblox was wrong with him?

"I just needed to get rid of the box... Then I won't be tempted." Builderman got off his bed as he mumbled to himself, grabbing the box of cigarettes and shoving them into his pocket before leaving his cabin.

Builderman quickly walked to the small lake on the opposite side of the grounds, everyone was inside right now so he should be able to do it without getting caught.

Everyone else had been able to bond with eachother quite quickly as it became clear that they were never leaving this place but builderman refused to get close. He wasn't entirely sure why..

As the small lake became into his eye view builderman chucked the box of cigarettes far away into the water. Maybe now he would be able to stop. 

As builderman walked back to his cabin he couldn't help but think, would Jan still be proud of him for stopping now even if he lied to her for so long. 

He got to his cabin, quickly entering before anyone could notice, just to see a new box of cigarettes on his desk. In the same place it always was.

Of course that would happen why did he think it was going to be that easy. This was going to be more difficult then he expected. Maybe he should just got to shedletsky... 

At least a day had passed now since builderman had taken a cigarette, and it was obvious. Builderman looked like a mess, he was dying almost instantly in rounds, it was clear he hadn't slept either.

Builderman was painfully unaware of just how bad this was hitting the other then just himself. They basically only had 2 healers on the team, buildeman never really saw himself as a useful player but he still built his sentrys just incase but now he would get killed before even making it half way across the map. 

Just as builderman respawned in the lobby he was met by a not very happy Dusskear, usually the pumpkin wouldn't get involved in anyone elses issues but buildermans one wasn't just an issue. It was a manger problem. 

"Please wait dear builderman, you must wait here for the others to get back."

"Dusskear what are ya on about." What did he mean he had to wait? Why did everyone need to be here. What was going on. 

"Well last night the others were talking.. and well we all decide that we need to speak to you.. as a group matter" 

Builderman looked like he was going to to cry, he wasn't. it was just the way he was shaking, like a child being caught doing something bad. 

"Well I don't wanna hear it, it's not like it's important... There's never anything important in this dang place." Builderman muttered frustratingly, he didn't want to be here. 

Maybe a cigarette would- 

Oh right. Whatever it's not like he needed it.

Builderman began to turn away from Dusskear, he starting to walk to the door but as he made his way over shedletsky spawned right Infront of him, causing builderman to walk and fall over on top of shedletsky

"Ow.." both of the said at the same time.

The round has ended and everyone who was in the match was starting to spawn in. Shedletsky grabbed onto builderman before pulling them both up. When did Builderman loose weight? Oh right, he hardly ever shows up fro dinner anymore.

Neither of them spoke a word to eachother, builderman didn't even say thank you and just pushed himself off of shedletsky. The two of them were as stubborn as eachother.

"Ah builderman, it's good to see you. Do you mind if we were all to go to the dining room for a small talk?" Guest 1337 looked down at the ex-CEO, trying his best to give a gentle smile.

"Yea. I do mind. Now if ya wouldn't mind of getting out my way." Builderman really wasn't in the mood to deal with any of the shit anyone had to say. He hadn't even realised his accent started to thicken.

"Builderdude seriously? We just need to make sure your ok. You've been like tweaking out a lot lately, like co'mon dude we need to speak to you" chance wasn't entirely sure why he was getting involved but maybe it would convince him. 

"I'm fine. Just leave me the fuck alone, why do any of you assholes care. You never cared anyway!" Buildermans voice started to raise, he was panicking. Why was everyone looking at him like that... Like he is insane.

Everyone just stood there in shock. Builderman never swore, he hated when others themselves swear.

"We always cared you just never let us." Shedletsky finally spoke, he knew builderman was going through with withdrawal. It was obvious, maybe not to the others but it was to him.

"Oh just shut up shedletsky you can't say shit. Especially not with your past." He was going to cry. He couldn't cry. Not Infront of them. Why did he say that? Why did he say anything.

Just as builderman was about to take another step but a sudden wave of nausea hit him. All the stress and anxiety was catching up to him. 

Builderman looked down, his hands were shaking, he felt so hot. So very very hot. He mouth was starting to fill up with warm saliva. He knew what was coming. How far was the bathroom? 

"Ah.." buildeman let out a small whimper as he clutched his stomach, the other one flying to cover his mouth. He couldn't be sick now. 

Guest was the first one to catch onto what was about to happen, his training in the army had taught him one thing and that was how to spot someone about to be sick.

Guest quickly grabbed onto buildermans arm before anyone could progress what was happening, the bathroom was to far so he quickly rushed them to the kitchen. 

Builderman could feel himself being dragged somewhere but he couldn't really tell where. Everything felt so unreal and blurry, all he felt was the back of his head being shoved down something as he threw up. It wasn't much just mostly bile, he hadn't been eating to much lately.

Everyone else just stood in the lobby, trying to figure what just happened. The sound of heaving could be heard in the kitchen, answering all their questions.

"So much for speaking with him" Elliot sighed, he wish he could help builderman in some way, they all did. It was just builderm never let anyone get to close to him, it was so awkward to try and do anything for him because nobody knew him, yet everyone knew him.

A loud crash from the kitchen snapped Elliot out of his thoughts. 

"Uh... Guys a little help please. Builderman just clapsed" guests voice could be heard from the kitchen. 

"You all stay here and do whatever like nothing happened I'll deal with him" shedl said quickly before leaving for the kitchen. 

....

A few hours later builderman finally opens his eyes, taking a moment to adjust to lighting, looking around he instantly realises he was in someone's cabin, shedletsky to be specific. 

Builderman quickly shoots up from the bed before being pushed back down.

"Why didn't you tell me you had started to quit." Shedletsky looked down at builderman, waiting for the others response. But nothing was said

With a sigh shedletsky sat down on the end of his bed. 

"You knew it was irresponsible to do that. Builderman you never usually do stupid things." 

"Can I leave if all your going to do is scold me like I'm some problem child." Builderman didn't want to be here, usually he felt safe being near shedletsky but he couldn't stand the man right now.

"Builds.. please I'm happy that you've quit but why didn't you tell me.. or at least someone, you look like death. I can tell you haven't been sleeping nor taking care of your basic needs like why haven't you been eating, not to mention your performance during rounds?" Shedletsky began to ramble.

Builderman could hardly even make out what shedletsky was saying, he had such a bad headache and just wanted to go back to sleep and never wake up again.

Shedletsky finally stopped talking as he realised builderman wasn't going to listen at the moment. He knew the other man needed rest.

"Just rest for now... But please stop being so stubborn for once in your life." 

That was the last thing builderman heard before falling back to sleep...