Moving from Kalos to Galar was very difficult for you. You didn't like much about the Galar region. You especially disliked the Champion, Leon. What happens when a twist of fate lands you as the neighbor of Leon, who becomes a giant part of your journey? Top rankings: #1 in Leon #1 in galar #1 in pokemonswordandshield #2 in pokemonxreader #4 in pokemonfanfic #1 in pokemon #1 in pokemonxreader #1 in sword #1 in swordandshield

You're Death. An eternal and silent entity that's always present when a life is coming close to an end. For ages you roam, until they felt you. Across blood-soaked camps, quiet suburbs, and forgotten streets, infamous slashers begin to notice something watching in the shadows. Not prey, nor police, but something older. Something inevitable. Each killer has their own motive, their own ritual, their own obsession with ending lives. But when they realize Death itself walks beside them, observing. They become fascinated. Drawn in. Curious about the one being they cannot outrun. They've always delivered souls into your hands. Now they want to know what it means to hold your attention. [Slow Updates]

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐱 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐍𝐀'𝐕𝐈!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 *ੈ✩‧₊˚┊͙°.🪼○°🫧. "ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪsᴇᴋᴀɪᴅ? ɴᴏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪsᴇᴋᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ" Pandora has always been a strange and fascinating world to those new to it, the dangers it could bring alongside the beauty it held as well. Not for you, of course. This was your home. Always wandering through the forest in solitude, away from other tribes even during the time of the war, you remain away, tending to those who may fall your way, friend or foe, it doesn't matter to you, as long as they leave you alone after. So it was certainly a surprise when Eywa sent strange sky people your way, all too alike to the ones invading your home yet equally different in how they looked. You'll get them back on their feet before tossing them back to their kind later, they won't survive out here like this. *ੈ✩‧₊˚┊͙°.🪼○°🫧. ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs; ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ, ᴛʜɪs ɪs ғᴏʀ sʜɪᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪɢɢʟᴇs ʙᴄ ʏᴇᴀʜ. ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ "ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ sᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀsᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴠs ᴏʀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ, ɪ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ғᴏʀ ɪᴛ ᴀs ɪ'ᴍ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴛʏ sɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ɪᴛ"

You've spent your whole life hiding what you really are: a vampire who has survived by staying far from robloxians... and far from trouble,almost.Because you cant kill hunger. But everything changes the moment you die. Or at least, you think you did. You wake up in a forsaken place a place where death doesn't end you, monsters hunt you, and the survivors are far from harmless. Some stare at you with fear. Others with fascination. And a few... with obsession. Because blood calls to blood.But in here, secrets become hunger. The killers want your blood. The survivors want your trust. And every single one of them wants to keep you close. Not my characters,nor my game. (/ω＼ )- "just one bite... I trust you." ..... ཐི ₍^. ̞.^₎ ཋྀ -"w-why would you want that?"

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୨ৎ It began softly, almost peacefully-like a something that was never meant to hurt anyone, something that was never even mean to happen. they never sought attention, never asked to be loved so fiercely. Yet somehow, their gentle presence became the spark that lit something darker in the hearts around them. The ones that found warmth in their kindness, but warmth can turn to fire when held too tightly. What was meant to be friendship became devotion, and devotion became something far heavier. They only wanted to bring comfort-but even something soft can drive someone to madness when they fear of losing it. losing what got them attached. ────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────── .Reader will be named "Hachiware/Hachi" even tho its not you real name or maybe yes i dont know, Reader will be GN.¡#This characters are NOT mine#! and NO Hachiware is not a minor you can search it up if you want so dont make yourself any ideas of me, Im writting this because my friend asked me to do it . you can tell this is my first time writting ,some characters might be out of canon forgive me if that happens and also english its not my first language so i may be doing more mistakes than usual, alright thats everything uh thanks for probably reading this yapping sesion My best ranking so far . first place in Roblox (13/1/2026) first place in chiikawa (3/1/2026)

está sería mi primera historia tendrá falta de ortografía lastimosamente en si la historia sería puros one shots osea [personaje x Reader o lector] tenía otra cuenta qe la perdí pero bueno comencemos si no te gusta este tipo de historias te pido que te retires cordialmente Terminado temporalmente hasta nuevo aviso

Y/N sacrifices their life then suddenly wake up in a whole different realm, it isn't really different from back home, right? !Gender neutral reader btw! The Art in the cover is not mine

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:???

A past Admin that had been betrayed and faked their death to get away, now finds themselves in a killing game with a few people they know. Let's see how everything goes with them and the obsession they will face. From admin then game shop owner to a survivor.