I love you, Mika. I love you, Sapic. I love you, Kero. I love you, Leo. Ana misses you all. I think her burn wounds are getting better. . . . I'm so sorry.

cover made by: me! "𝐈𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!! 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐅𝐔𝐍." 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘌𝘟𝘗𝘓𝘖𝘋𝘌! 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘖𝘛𝘐𝘊! 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘍𝘜𝘕! 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘌𝘕𝘑𝘖𝘠𝘈𝘉𝘓𝘌! 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘗𝘌𝘊𝘛𝘙𝘌 𝘮𝘢𝘥! 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘴𝘰 𝘔𝘈𝘒𝘌.𝘛𝘏𝘌.𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘚.𝘓𝘈𝘜𝘎𝘏. Forsaken x gn!reader "Lets start the FIREWORKS." #1 roblox #1 forsakenroblox #2 forsaken DO NOT STEAL, COPY, OR RESELL THIS BOOK.

HEYYYY erm. i caved. i saw the amount of forsaken x reader fics on here and i shed a tear. disclaimer!! i do not own any of these characters. there MIGHT be mentions of blood, death, etc etc. you get my point. ENJOY!!! this is like my first time writing a fic so yea

After successfully retrieving the crystal-the primary objective of your mission-you made your way to The Ridge, the penultimate checkpoint before the operation could be completed in full. But just as you were about to slip into a locker to evade the Pandemonium, you failed to properly check its interior. The moment you opened the door, an eerie void-mass emerged from within, pulling you into its dark, twisted depths. In an instant, you vanished without a trace, swallowed whole by the unknown. And from that moment on, no one ever see you again. [ This is the crossover Fanfic Roblox game : Forsaken x Pressure ] Warning: I'm sorry for my poor English skill, but I wanna write this. Maybe I'll rewrite it later? ______________________________________ 🥇#1 Pressure (11/06/2025) 🥇#1 elliot (16/06/2025) 🥇#1 robloxgame (29/06/2025) 🥇#1 roblox (09/07/2025) 🥇#1 1x1x1x1 (21/07/2025) 🥇#1 johndoe (19/08/2025) 🥇#1 mafioso (19/08/2025)

Player x Cashier nation rise GASA4 shit because I love the game

𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦-𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘥. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘕𝘰, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩. 𝘗𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨-𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩-𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘭, 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. "Two steps ahead." Serendipity "Finding something good without looking for it."

Self-Conscious Phighting x GN!Reader. ☆ You've always loved Phighting, from the playstyle and the characters. Even through a screen, you loved them.. and they love you too. " 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶." '𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯.' ☆

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐈𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐝. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*.・゜゜・༶

Yippie a rarepair! John Doe x Elliot, I dub it PizzaDoe THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR MINORS This has fluff, gay men, funny moments It also may contain angst, smut (will be marked), and/or sleep deprived writing read at your own risk folks Will include mentions of doublefedora (Mafioso is seperate from c00lkidd in my au), azuretime, and Taphsekkar (not my characters) (My own cover art)

Within the city of Robloxia, (Name) from the Meepcity district is one of the lucky people to ever work at Roblox HQ, a prestigious corporation. They are near exemplary-efficient, composed, and somewhat respected by her coworkers. There's just one problem, though.. Exhaustion. Total exhaustion. You craved coffee nearly every day, and you had a high chance of passing out on the job or anywhere else without your dose. Others seem shamelessly drawn to you, but you don't take notice... Whether it's the bitterness of an espresso or the soothing warmth of a latte under city lights, you loved coffee. And it really loved you. (This is not a complete storyline, just small snippets of random stories of the AU.)