{USER}, the one collecting the SFOTH swords for Shedletsky, completed their quest. But once Shedletsky ended up being someone they never expected, {User} let their H A T R E D take control. But before they could get revenge, they were sent to an unknown world by a mysterious deity. The goal remaining the same, collect the SFOTH swords-- but now; as allies. And this time, the swords know EXACTLY who they are dealing with. ----------------- ┊ ✩ ┊ ✧ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊★ ┊ ✩⋆ ┊ ┊ ⊹˚          ✩⋆ ✮ The last step, a fanfic where player and {user} are the same person- because like you're the player of blocktales getting the swords n stuff so yeah. Phighting X Blocktales:Player!Reader

What happens when a flower enthusiast gets the average isekai treatment, then is sent to another world with overpowered abilities by mysterious sponsors??? Well, this could be one of the outcomes!! . . . . . . . Ah yes, another self-insert isekai. This is based off of my oc btw!! The average phighting isekai Phighting X Reader;1!1!1 Valk is main interest btw :3:3:3:3:3

Blocktales Various X Modern Reader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Let's make this simple. Your life sucks. Your family hates you, your friends hate you, so does your spoiled roommate. Pretty sure even the stray dogs and cats wanted nothing to do with you. After being fired from one out of three jobs you had, you've decided to treat yourself. How? By not giving a flying fuck about what others think, and playing Roblox after years of not touching it. Finding a new game, that seemed to have caught your eye. You wished for a little bit of change, something new, exhilarating! ANYTHING at this point. Well. You got your wish. Hopefully it was worth it. Started: 08/11/25 Ended:???

Burning. That was the last thing they felt. An agonizing, painful burning. Where were they now? It feels calm, but extremely cold. They weren't used to the cold. It promised they'd never feel cold again. That the only thing they'd ever feel was the aggressive burn of flames. They'd think about it later. For now, at least, it felt like a good idea to rest their eyes. They couldn't see anything around them anyways. Welcome to my first xreader fic, and my first fic in general. The photo on the cover is found on google, but I added the text.

☆ // ;;《THIS BOOK IS DISCONTINUED.》 ☆ // ;;《You can request any characters from any roblox game.》 ☆ // ;;《Most of these oneshots will probably be cringy af-》 ☆ // ;;《WRITTEN BY COLTON/zzC0ltySund4yzz》

Can you get them out? Or is their fate forever tied to endless rounds of suffering? They didn't know this but you were their only hope to get out this Forsaken place. You were special to them (because you are reader duh) both Killers and Survivors. WARNING: HAVE DARK PARTS (MAINLY ABOUT FAMILY) DETAILED DEATH -----Story is inspo----- We See You Opal by SH4D0WM1LKCOOK14

You were a simple nine to five worker for Roblox, managing code, managing the system but then one day, something unexplainable happened. You vanished and entered a world of hunter and hunted. Out of everyone chosen...why you? You were...normal, right? These people alongside you were so special, and those against you, the 'killers', were so...familiar but deadly. So you must survive. If not for yourself then to find answers.

L̶o̶v̶e̶.̶ Is something the doctor, Medkit never cared about, healing people with the intention of money. He hated being a doctor, but-gifted with healing powers, he had no choice but to remain his role. You were a demon made for-well, forced for missions like a weapon. Teared from their own freedom for power. You were assigned a mission. Pretend to be a runaway, Get closer with Medkit, Kill him. The goal was neat, and simple. You thought it was. But no, fate has plans for you. Utterly gruesome and cruel plans. For as when you get closer to this so called traitor, you could never pull back. Something bubbled in your chest with those moments with him (final chapter). L̶o̶v̶e̶.̶ L̶o̶v̶e̶?̶ But he, Had no intention of it. Because what is L̶o̶v̶e̶ to him? Just an imperfection, a distraction, something that would only fade in a matter of time. Oh the broken little demon you are, why did you even expect him? You were brought back to BlackRock, tortured and tested. And the final reward for Medkit? Your destroyed body. Remade, repaired, and your heart that was once beating for him replaced by Subspace's crystal. The jar of Medkit's bottled up feelings didn't just cracked, it broke. It spilled every ounce of what he'd been refusing to face-the feelings he had pushed away. It was all too late, his pleading all in vain in your unstoppable fury. Then- 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆!! ... ____________ 𝐀 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 : 𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ✦

⸻ [Name], an inphernal pretending to be just another face in the crowd. Perfectly normal, totally harmless, absolutely nothing suspicious going on. Right? Wrong. Turns out, [Name] isn't your average citizen at all. Somehow-don't even ask how-they managed to stumble upon a weapon crafted by none other than Telemon, the god of creation himself. Yeah, that Telemon. Creator of the Sword Deities, the one who abandoned the lands, the walking myth that no one's supposed to even mention without the sky cracking open. And what did [Name] do upon finding this divine relic? They picked it up. Of course they did. Because apparently curiosity is a death wish. Telemon, in all his celestial boredom, reached out telepathically (as gods do) and basically said, "Congrats, kid. You're holding my power now. Keep it quiet." And somehow, [Name] actually understood what he meant. So now, they hide behind a fake name, weapon and disguise - R.P.K., the "Radical Purple Keytar." A cover story wrapped in rhythm and glitter. The keytar became their mask, their symbol, and, somehow, their truth. Because if anyone ever found out that [Name] had direct contact with Telemon? Yeah. That would be the end of the show. "I told you I'm normal. I just happen to have godpower, a cursed relic, and terrible decision-making skills." ⸻ This book is still in beta and will get rewriten/updated time to time. Warnings: Vulgar Language, gore (?), (will edit warnings later on the chapters)

Y!Phighting x White Lily Cookie!reader ⊹₊┈ㆍ┈ㆍ┈ㆍ✿ㆍ┈ㆍ┈ㆍ┈₊⊹ [𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑬], 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑰𝑹 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑪𝑯 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑻𝑹𝑼𝑻𝑯 𝑶𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝒀 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑯𝑶𝑾 𝑰𝑵𝑷𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑺 𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑫𝑬, 𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑴 𝑻𝑶 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑽𝑬𝑹𝒀 𝑪𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑰𝑵𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑰𝑻𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑭. 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑰𝑵𝑷𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑵𝑶 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑰𝑻𝑺 𝑪𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑺𝑹𝑶𝑨𝑫𝑺. 𝑯𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹, 𝑨 𝑵𝑬𝑾 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑮𝑬 𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑺 𝑰𝑻𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑭 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬. 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑰𝑻𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑱𝑼𝑺𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑰𝑻𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑪𝑶𝑹𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑪𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑺𝑹𝑶𝑨𝑫𝑺 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 ⊹₊┈ㆍ┈ㆍ┈ㆍ✿ㆍ┈ㆍ┈ㆍ┈₊⊹ Creators note here, hi! Our superstar is currently on hold due to the current Forsaken situation. Please do be patient until things calm down!! For now, enjoy this!