You lived to serve. It seems like no matter where you go, you're stuck working in customer service. From Celestial City, the Town of Redcliff, to the middle of nowhere, and finally in 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

A one-shot that became its own book. You find a diary about a very old experience, noting that there was a place you'd never heard of before... How you like to explore. You're going there to see what you find... It's definitely not your best idea.

Cover by me! (The quality SUCKS) This is pretty much a story where 1x1x1x1 gets splashed by a weird potion, and he slowly turned into his past self, 2x2 :D This will definitely include the others angst and things though btw, so it's not just about him. Also, in my au, 2x2 has wings :D

'Spending centuries traveling between worlds, everything was boring from your point of view, nothing seemed interesting, until a world created by another entity catches your attention, Forsaken.' "Good luck surviving here!" - [______] [!] This story will have; 18+ Scenes(Maybe.), Yandere Behavior, Stalking, Blood, Gore, Death, Mentions of abuse, ABUSE!(Not much.), Psychopathic Behavior, Suicidal thoughts and much more, be alert! If you don't fell good reading things like this, just don't read! [!] I'm just doing this for fun! The characters are not mine, they are from the Forsaken studios!

[Yandere ʙᴇᴀꜱᴛ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇꜱ x Gn Reader] ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ -"𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤" You were one of the six virtues imbued with absolute power alongside, Knowledge Solidarity, Happiness Change and Volition. Virtue of Redemption. What is Redemption? You didn't have an answer. You didn't have an answer when your dear friends collapsed under the pressure of their powers, when they rampaged through the land, dispersing darkness and suffering - unlike anything ever seen before. A part of you knew that this was for the greater good, sealing them away, It truly was - a means to an end - even if the end led you to walk in the muck and mire of past memories, vigorously trying to stay afloat in the ocean of grief that threatened to swallow you whole with each merciless wave of reminiscences. ╰┈➤ 𝗢𝗥 You are forced turn your back on your friends when they fall into villainy, but they're not ready to let you go.

Bright small, glitchy, red panels flashed across his vision. It frightened him, blocking his vision from his surroundings, unable to see the others that surrounded him. The panic, anger, and caution. It merely heightened his fear more than the others, it made him feel claustrophobic. Like the walls had started to close around him, it felt like it. The small boxes of pure code, felt like walls that closed in on him. The faint strings of unknown code surrounded him, rewriting the existing ones he made. It made him nauseous, he felt something missing. Something that had been forcibly removed from his code, it made him panic. Gagging at the atrocious feeling it bought, vision blurring as he tipped forward. Unable to hear the cries of fear as he fell. As faint puffs of smoke surrounded him, it felt.... oddly comforting.... ___________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________OR________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ 007n7 Turns into a child.

"Oh my gosh wdym macaroons didn't come from France.." "Yea France's a fraud trust." "TAIS-TOI, MÈRE ROUGE-" __________________________ A history obsessed person seems to have met some people who also decently know about history. Except, you didn't know those people WERE the history. __________________________ Warnings: -Historically ACCURATE. -You will be facing the mentions of the Axis, WW's and some more. -A LOT OF COUNTRIES/EMPIRES/MORE. -Will be a crackfic. -Reader is not as oblivious but not as smart either. -Not sure if romance will be added.

[DISCONTINUED] (please stop reading this) (yan!forsaken x male!reader ) After killing your God, you end up in a purgatory-kinda hell. There you meet some weird people who seems to have a liking for you. Sadly, you don't remember anything that happened before you got in this cursed dimension, making you vulnerable. They love it! ♡ After understanding that you'll never get out of it, you just accept your fate, working together with your friends. They love your attention, your caring for them, everything about you. You don't notice their obsession that keeps growing every day. You have met a terrible fate, haven't you? (WINGED READER)

Love? Trust? Hope? Those were just scripts... until [Name] started feeling them for real. Wandering around, entering a world after another, they didn't know why they were doing this, nor why they were even here. Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was the desire to feel. To understand how each world worked, how players laughed, cried, lived. but at the same time, they felt like they were searching for someone aswell, someone who watched them get taken away into nothing. except, they'd soon find her once they got sucked into a Forsakened hell, where they would see what had happened to her, She looked into their eyes, shining with guilt, she knew. She knew what was coming for [Name], 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍. ________________ Forsaken x Reader HELL YEAH I FINALLY MADE MY OWN I LOVE THE OTHER BOOKS AND THATS WHAT INSPIRED ME TO MAKE THIS yeah there's going to be drawings here aswell, all of them belong to me! :P Uhh I'm not exactly a responsible Writer nor have I ever written a full on book, so expect it for slow updates or alot of mistakes. PEACE OUT!

[DISCONTINUED BC OF THE DEV DRAMA] CHILD reader insert!! You were never meant to die to the hands of such a cruel fate. You were never meant to bear the burden of two powerful Gods' eyes watching you. And Most certainly, you were never planned to be in a game of infinite suffering. Yet, whether it was considered mercy or not, you were granted another chance at life, somewhere new. You couldn't even remember what lead you to arrive in a forest full of strangers, or why you were being chased. You didn't know what you did wrong. You just wanted to go home. But was home even safe anymore? Or was it better to be subjected to the endless torment...? Maybe, just maybe, you can make things better here...for everyone. Started: 09/21/25 Ended:???