Cover art by: me! (𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘤 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵.) ---------------------------------------- ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛʟʏ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴊᴏʙ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴘ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ᴇʟᴇᴠᴀᴛᴏʀ ʜᴏᴘɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋ. ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴇʟᴇᴠᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴛʀɪᴘ ɪꜱɴᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ, ᴀꜱ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴀꜱ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ... ᴜɴᴜꜱᴜᴀʟ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ ʙᴏɴᴅꜱ. ---------------------------------------- REGRETEVATOR X GENDERNEUTRAL!READER #1 on regretevatorroblox tag #2 on regretevator tag

❝𝐃𝐢𝐞.❞ ____________ You were dead. Abused. Harassed. Life had never been kind. Misery was your constant companion, and pain was the language you were forced to speak. You were kind-too kind. Always helping, always pleasing, even when it broke you. But kindness meant nothing in the wrong hands, in the wrong home. You were born in the wrong family, the wrong place... a world that made you feel like an accident. Maybe you were. Maybe you weren't. And when death finally claimed you in a crash, sudden and cruel- you awoke in a place you were never meant to reach. 𝘿𝙞𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 (𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍) *𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑰𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑨 𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲

Blocktales Various X Modern Reader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Let's make this simple. Your life sucks. Your family hates you, your friends hate you, so does your spoiled roommate. Pretty sure even the stray dogs and cats wanted nothing to do with you. After being fired from one out of three jobs you had, you've decided to treat yourself. How? By not giving a flying fuck about what others think, and playing Roblox after years of not touching it. Finding a new game, that seemed to have caught your eye. You wished for a little bit of change, something new, exhilarating! ANYTHING at this point. Well. You got your wish. Hopefully it was worth it. Started: 08/11/25 Ended:???

So, I'm bored and saw more of these female scenarios than male. Might as well give it a try. Basically, for male readers but anyone can read it. Enjoy gentlemen or anyone reading this.

You lived to serve. It seems like no matter where you go, you're stuck working in customer service. From Robloxity CIty, the little town of Robloxia, to the afterlife. But now trapped in eternity (unsure if you were even alive anymore) with the clingiest beings in all of Roblox, you're beginning to doubt that the customer is always right... --- Slow burnish various yandere story with a gender-neutral reader. Cross-posted to quotev under the same username! Cross-posted to AO3 under hardcorenawesome