1x1x1x1 x reader Once a determined investigative reporter in Brookhaven, you found yourself forsaken-cast into a deadly realm for reasons unknown. But even here, in this hellish nightmare, your relentless curiosity and unyielding quirks refuse to be silenced. Desperate to uncover every secret and find a way out, you investigate both survivors and killers alike, jotting down every clue, every slip of information that might lead to an escape. Yet in your pursuit of the truth, you fail to realize the reputation you're building-one of audacity, nosiness, and relentless questioning that leaves others wary, uneasy, and sometimes outright annoyed. And now... that reputation has caught the eye of a very specific killer, one whose attention is as dangerous as it is inescapable

"𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦? 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦" ✎ Alone within the twisted world she was bound to, Y/N always preferred to be in the shadows. Watching things from afar, Y/N preferred the peaceful side of life. But, every cycle of peace had to have their own wars right? Y/N was no exception. She had trouble and stress bubbling up in her life, looking for an escape Y/N desperately ran in hopes of finding shelter from the burden she was forced to carry... And maybe her pleas were heard, for after that she got sent to a place where all her worries were left behind...but yet again unfortunately, maybe that wasn't the best choice... UPDATES: once/twice a week - forsaken x loser reader ────୨ৎ────

ᝰ.ᐟ ᴄᴜʟᴘᴀ La culpa es un mecanismo en el que, a partir de un acto u omisión, realizamos un "juicio moral" de nuestra conducta (incluso de nuestros pensamientos) y "dictaminamos" que hemos cometido un error y deberíamos tener un castigo. ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ (___) que solo cumple objetivos que le da su jefe para acabar con ellos, se encuentra en un casino que practicamente su ruta cambiaria por siempre y para siempre. ───「𝘽𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙨 𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙗𝙤」 ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ ⚠️ Puede que haya escenas picantes ⚠️ Violencia B: 04/07/25 E: ───

[T/N]... creación de un ser de puro caos y destrucción el cuál buscaba eliminar cualquier rastro humano que tuviera y con eso, te creo a tí, un ser tan puro que incluso el mismo aborrecía, el ESPECTRO te aborrecía...pero incluso con eso le dijiste "Padre"... ─᳒─ׁ─᤻─ִ᳒─ׁ᤻─᳒─ִ─ׁ᤻─ ♡ ─ִ᳒─ׁ᤻─᳒─ִ─ׁ᤻─ִ᳒─ׁ᤻─ִ᳒─ׁ᤻─ Contiene: Ligeras menciones gore, degradación, escenas subidas de tono, oc insert, [T/N oc, etc. Principales intereses: - 1x1x1x1 - 007n7

[𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝘁...] Cover by : me

❝ I CAST FIREBALL!-❞ ❝ Y/N NO- ❞ Wizard! reader x Forsaken (COVER MADE BY ME) You were the great wizard in Wizard Tycoon 2 player. Your castle was built, 7 staffs at your hand with your 4 brooms. But one day, A great force struck upon and casted you away to the land of Forsaken..

ɴᴏ. ⁰¹ ━─────━ 【EN CAMINO A NUEVAS ACTUALIZACIONES :D】 𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙭 𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚/𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 trabajaba en un bar en un rincón olvidado de robloxia, un trabajo que requiere mucho compromiso y disciplina ante muchos accidentes que ocurren a diario por los hackers y Piratas informáticos; quienes a su vez visitan el bar con la misma regularidad de sus peleas entre los administradores. 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 un trabajador promedio con una vida promedio, pero ahora en este purgatorio no sólo tiene que ayudar a sus compañeros a no morir. Ahora tiene que equilibrar esta rara dinámica entre dioses y mortales que sienten algo por el?

,,See how the brain plays around? ̼͙̈́͆̈́ͯ̒̆̀And you fall inside a hole you couldn't see..." ̼͙̈́͆̈́ͯ̒ ̼͙̈́ ̼͙‿̩͙⊱༒︎༻𖤝𓆩☥𓆪𖤝༺༒︎⊰‿̩͙ Roblox Forsaken x reader fan fic... yah.. (Y/n) will be referred to with they/them pronouns but will be AFAB. SUMMARY: 𖦏 (Y/n) Veyers is ̼͙̈́͆̈́ͯ̒̆̀̓ͧ͠an agent working for Roblox Ḧ̼͙́͆̈́ͯQ, specifically the Robloẍ̼͙́͆̈ Bureau of Investigation ̼͙̈́͆̈department. They are sent on a mission to find Shedletsky and Builder man who had gone missing previously but is shǘ̼͙͆̈́nned befor̼͙̈́e theY ̼͙̈́͆̈́ͯcan try. Forsaken to a damnation.̼͙̈́͆̈́ͯ̒̆̀̓ͧ͠ 𖦏But (Y/n)'s accomplice cherishes them. ̼͙̈́͆̈́ͯ̒̆̀

[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?

eras un ángel pero caiste del cielo y ahora estás en la tierra con ellos.. intenta no hacerte ver y guarda tu identidad protégete sabes que los asesinos no dudarán de cortarte en añicos..