You had died. At least, you thought you did. But waking up in an unfamiliar place with strangers, one more recognizable than the others, didn't sit well with you. With your luck, you didn't think it was too odd...until you run into a second familiar face, one that fills you with just as much anger as the first.

"WAIT NO I'M SORRY I GIVE UP I GIVE UP!!!" ☆࿐ཽ༵༆IN which, a kid with horrid anxiety isues joins the world of the Cleaners with nothing but a hat that quells their mind GN!CHILD!READER X PLATONIC!VAR.CHARACTERS ALL CHARACTERS IN GACHIAKUTA AND GACHIAKUTA ITSELF BELONG TO THE LOVELY KEI URANA!!!

ever wondered what would happen if someone from this world died and got reincarnated into their favorite game with their memories still intact? yeah, no, this fic is not that. try reading "retry, rebirth, teleportation" from the same series instead. instead, this fic will be following our main protagonist, [name], as they now experience the event stories in twisted wonderland. (super boring description i know, i suck at summarizing stories) event stories covered so far: - ghost bride (chapt1-8) reader's gender is apathetic. cross-posted on quotev and ao3.

"I- you what?!" You exclaimed, staring at him in shock. "I'm sure you heard me the first time, (Name)." he placed a hand on your shoulder and leaned down to your ear, "I'm a demon." You said nothing for the longest time. Then you pointed at him, "I knew it!" ～～～～～～～ See notes after every chapter for fun facts, opinions, and more! As always, I ask of you to send me feedback on my stories! Check out some of my other works: Layers- (Shrek x F!Reader) Though Art Hot (William Shakespeare x Reader) Thank you for taking time out of your day to read my not-so-good story. Have a lovely day! -Ashton ₍₍ ◝(　ﾟ∀ ﾟ )◟ ⁾⁾

"Sir, it's not healthy of you to do that." "But it feels so good though..." "That is what an average alcoholic would say when asked to stop drinking, please respectfully get your shit together." ────୨ৎ──── Being a therapist is not for the weak minded, and sure as hell a lot more difficult when having sessions with literal world leaders. At least you're getting paid? ────୨ৎ──── Warnings⚠︎: ❥Countryhumans, yes there's mentions of OLD COUNTRIES ❥Half chatfic ❥Crackfic ❥Silly fluffy, maybe some angst but not too heavy.

❝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

Temporary cover, made by me, background found on pinterest! --- You can't do anything right. You never could. So you reserved yourself to a life of observing. Unfortunately it seems that the people around you are all too eager to see you do more than watch.

A celebration gone wrong. What are you going to do when you awaken with a hangover, a body of fur, and the realization your no longer human? How are you going to interact with your neighbors who call the woodlands there home? --------------------------------------------- This is an X Reader however your name wont be used very often. #1 creepypastaxreader /2022-01-19 #1 creepypasta /2022-03-07

(SLENDER PROXIES X Gender Neutral READER) "The hornets nest resides within the cabin besides the lake, enclosed by the woods that hides the infected, on the world that reeks of evil. Within ourselves, is Where The Hornets Nest." Impressive Tags - 1#Marblehornets 1#ticcitoby 1# hoodieandmasky 1#hoodiexreader 1#timwright 1#Katethechaser