𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 : ▬▬▬ ▬▬ ❝ 𝗙𝗢𝗢𝗟'𝗦 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗘 ‧₊˚ ➤ Where a jester gets pulled from her regular life at the circus and dropped into a nightmarish game of survival, having to keep up her smile lest her sanity breaks under the pressure. 𝜗ϱ discontinued 𝜗ϱ forsaken x reader 𝜗ϱ jester female reader ─ date started ;; [ 07 / 28 / 25 ] ─ date ended ;; [ ?? / ?? / ?? ] ━━━━━━━━━━━

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."

( Forsaken x magical girl! Gender neutral! Reader ) "Sometimes you gotta close a door to open a window." Suddenly, a burned-out magical girl finds themselves in a thrilling new sphere where their abilities and purpose are tested to the limit. BOMBYY © 2025

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

(Rewritten version of my other book) read desc if you want to idgaf lowkey Featuring: other Roblox characters cause why not? our good ol' protagonist, [Name], had gotten some strange dreams lately.. would it be connected to their real life? let's see! mild warning: I often get pronouns mixed up, so, at times, I might put Two-Time and Noob as "He/They" instead of "They/Them" and for the reader, I also might accidentally put "He/they" and "She/They" or some stuff, but yeah-

✷You were an angel. No, let me correct that, you 'used' to be one. Not until you were framed for something you weren't responsible nor involved in. So, they spared you no words, they didn't let you talk, no, they asked questions, so many questions, but they never gave you the chance to speak, not at least one word that you could've mustered up to sum up all the misunderstanding. No. They silenced you. You have never felt so disrespected so blatantly like that. What did you do to deserve that? They called you a disgrace, for what? They sent you down.✷ ✷Losing what's left of your purity and kindness drove you mad. Well, at least you coped.. You had to accept that fate. Whatever, they're probably burning in chaos as karma, ehem.. Either way, you were normal, that was how you at least saw yourself. You somehow kept those wings for ears, and your bow, you still had your energy to create your arrows as well. What was the point of putting you down here if you were to keep your powers, complementary gear? That was until.. you got knocked out. How, what, when? You didn't know, you just decided to go tripping on the ground, blacking out entirely from your consciousness.✷ ✷Another thing you've come to realize that you haven't properly socialized with anyone after falling down, and when you woke up, you find yourself in a totally not creepy cabin, it was quiet. Why the hell are you here? is this your punishment? is this what they've been talking about? HELL?✷ 𖹭This is a Forsaken Roblox Fanfic! I don't play the game so I'm gonna wiki all this stuff and yeah, if I ever make them out of character, please do tell me!𖹭 𖹭Also, I encourage any comments criticism, jokes, thirsty ones.. idc! I like reading comments cause it makes me giggle and kick my feet!𖹭 •|| YAN!Various x GN! Reader ||• ⋆｡°✩Edit: This book is NSFW due to the chapters of smut included in it. So if ur a child and you just happen to stumble upon this, then please do not continue

ʏ! ꜰᴏʀꜱᴀᴋᴇɴ x ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ꜱᴘᴀᴡɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ [ᴜꜱᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ] ᴀ ʀᴏʙʟᴏxɪᴀɴ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍɪꜱᴇʀʏ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ꜰɪʀᴇ ʀɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴅ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴇ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɴᴏᴡ ꜱᴛᴜᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴀ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴏᴘʜᴏʟᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴀ ꜱɪᴄᴋ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴀɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀꜱ.

[Yandere Forsaken x Reader] You aren't sure of where you are - or who you are, for the matter. The place you find yourself in is odd. Sometimes you'll be in a random location with generators waiting to be fixed. Other times in a cabin isolated from any civilisations, populated by the robloxians you see ever so often during what they call as a "match". You wonder why they are forced to be chased down by the... killers. You can see why they're called as such - their appearances too abnormal to give off anything but warning bells, presence far too heavy to feel safe. Too bad it seems that you are resigned to being a mere spectator, unable to be seen by anyone - or, well, the ones you want to be seen by. A part of you wonders if things will ever change. Or if you even want them to in the first place. After all, isn't it best to be safe than sorry?

[FORSAKEN X GN.READER] You had one simple job, as you were part of a simple world, with a normal life. Yet, it got you wrapped up in a mess you had no business being in, fighting for your life while tortured souls pawed at you for your attention; oh, woe is you.