A CRK Ancients/Beasts x Faerie Reader Broken. Crumbled. Alone. That was what you were waking up to nothing but desolate lands. You know not of what happened to you, nor what of your friends, but you did know...that something was a miss. You were different. The Dough upon your body, fell like fragile crumbs. Yet you did not die. It only picked itself back up, as if natural...but it was everything but THAT. What do you do? What COULD you do? Where are your friends? What happened to your beloved home? Why was there a war...? It was too much. Too much so fast. Oh, but how much you were missed. Started: 05/08/26 Ended:???

oops ill make an intro chapter later

"It's all fun and games till someone falls in love" The circus finally arrived to your town after five years since the last one yet it can't help but bring a sense of dread instead of the usual excitement pooling at the base of your stomach. Mainly for four reasons: •It appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the night. •Children are not allowed inside thanks to its heavy horror themed attractions •It last for 30 whole days •And five workers seems a bit too excited to welcome you to their performances. But you can't back down now, can you? Especially since you have promised your best friend to be there for her as she gets over her fear of clowns. You will just have to deal with an clingy pierrot, a cocky harlequin, a cold ticket taker, a curious doctor and a mysterious jester. . . . . . Mh? Wasn't there also a sweet fool?

Informations are one of the most powerful things on earth, especially when those are photos. Too bad that those informations could also be dangerous and there are men ready to do anything to obtain or delete them. "Uh? Is that. . .is Mary Poppins clapping some monsters made of trash?!" ". . .you have inhaled too much toxic gas"

"𝖨𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀.. ＴＨＥＮ ＬＥＴ ＩＴ ＢＵＲＮ! '' a firefly is forsakened into a world where they're bound to die endlessly , yet the firefly wishes to live . // FORSAKEN X F!READER FORSAKEN X READER

Your routine is simple: wake up (reluctantly), get ready, have breakfast, go to work, finish your shift, and go home. Easy, right? It would be easier if your roommate, Anthony, helped with chores, but you love him anyway! Your life was normal, and you preferred it that way. That is, until you rescued a clown from being publicly beaten. Pretty sweet of you, right? But this small act will cost you something much bigger... Just a heads up that I don't know much about the TFC story, so this will be imperfect !! If I get anything wrong, please let me know. Criticism is also appreciated !!

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.

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.

𝑽!𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑺𝑨𝑲𝑬𝑵 𝒙 𝑭!𝑰𝑵𝑶𝑺𝑼𝑲𝑬!𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹 ─ "Don't dwell on such weak thoughts! You can or you can't, it doesn't do you any good to sit there, wondering about the maybes! Everything that dies returns to the earth, but crying won't bring any of them back, so no matter how frustrated you feel, don't cry! Even if you think you're wretched and unworthy... you must keep on living!" ─ Hashibira Y/n, a confrontational and abrasive demon slayer that possesses an incredible and undaunted will and spirit, never faltering and remaining steadfast and courageous in the face of any foe. ─ Who could've guessed that a young girl like her, in a totally different dimension, different from Robloxia, will end up falling victim to the Spectre's games? (English isn't my first language so please bear with me !)

007n7 dies praying for redemption. For time. For the chance to undo his greatest failure. In his final moments, 007n7 clings to one desperate wish. To rewrite his fate and become the father his son deserved. As his vision fades, a single Daffodil blooms beside him, standing bright against the ruin. A fragile symbol of hope. When he awakens, that hope comes at a cost. He has been given another life... Just not his own. ︵⊹︵⏜︵୨୧︵⏜︵⊹︵ The cover art is mine/Made by me. Cross-posted on both Ao3 and Wattpad!