You didn't apply to be a hero. You applied for a job. As a newly inducted member of Roblox Headquarters, you're dropped into the polished, tightly controlled heart of the platform-where administrators are treated like legends, security protocols are suffocatingly strict, and every smile feels a little too rehearsed. Behind the glass offices, curated tours, and corporate calm lies something else: powerful entities wearing familiar names, experiments buried under paperwork, and warnings you're told not to question-especially about certain admins. Your role is small. Observational. Replaceable. At least, that's what they want you to believe. But the longer you stay, the more the cracks show. Some admins watch you too closely. Some treat you with unexpected familiarity. And some... were never meant to be interacted with at all. Welcome to Roblox HQ. You're inside now.

This is the worst story ever about water bottle man going to Alaska to stop the mister

Being a killer in that forsaken place was... entertaining, at best. Especially considering that-unlike the survivors, who were painfully aware of every second spent in that hell-the killers had been stripped of any ability to perceive rounds. They just knew they were there for a single purpose, with no capacity to question it. And they had no issue indulging in it over and over again. But one thing they all agreed on was: the food situation in that place sucked. So, let's change that. ----------- Or: The Spectre thinks it would be fun to let the killers kidnap a certain pizza guy so they can eat a decent meal for once. (Elliot domesticating the killers one cooking lesson at a time). Or or: I made a crack fic to beat up writting block and poor Elliot has to suffer (ELLIOT-CENTRIC) ----------- Also on AO3

forsaken but they're in a gc (WARNING: This book is NOT for kids/People under +13, Due to It being FREAKY and having alot of Swearing)

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weird shit that makes me giggle.

Azaziah Azar is not like the pirates he shares a ship with. He never would have led them to the fabled Golden Siren if he'd known it really existed. He wishes he hadn't. Az and the siren are both trapped on board The Merry, captained by the unstable Rowan Slade and forced to work for him. At first, they want nothing to do with each other. To Az, the siren is an unfeeling, dangerous predator. To the siren, Az is just another pirate out to make a pretty penny off his shining golden scales. But as Slade's plans for the siren escalate, Az realises that maybe sirens and humans aren't so different after all. When feelings start to develop between the two, and Slade's work causes the siren's stress to reach its peak, Az will learn that what is right isn't always what is easy. Cover art by Limey

Recently turned D-Class, you were a researcher who terrified your colleagues and had committed a terrible crime that your past self claimed was for the greater good. Turns out you had a stalker, and after being brought to 049 as a means of end, you, with no memory of your past, push through a breach and slowly uncover the mystery of yourself and that unforgivable thing you've done. All the while, bonds strengthen, and feelings develop with an unlikely someone. (Cover art belongs to me). Started: 08/19/2019 First Published: 10/28/2019 Finished: 08/19/2020