[DISCONTINUED BC OF THE DEV DRAMA] CHILD reader insert!! You were never meant to die to the hands of such a cruel fate. You were never meant to bear the burden of two powerful Gods' eyes watching you. And Most certainly, you were never planned to be in a game of infinite suffering. Yet, whether it was considered mercy or not, you were granted another chance at life, somewhere new. You couldn't even remember what lead you to arrive in a forest full of strangers, or why you were being chased. You didn't know what you did wrong. You just wanted to go home. But was home even safe anymore? Or was it better to be subjected to the endless torment...? Maybe, just maybe, you can make things better here...for everyone. Started: 09/21/25 Ended:???

A person with supernatural abilities is abruptly brought to an unfamiliar place, and is forced to run from evil. With their abilities mysteriously hindered (for balancing), will they survive? What if the comradery they once longed for becomes too much for them to chew?

[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?

"𝐖𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧" ๋࣭ ⭑⚝ ❝In which a friendly child ends up being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Ending up forsakened.❞ A story I decided to make due to my newfound hyperfixation, and because i'm a huge sucker for platonic yans. Uptates will be relatively frequent since the chapters aren't as long as my other stories.

Harlan has a unique power, one that makes him see things others cant, and therefore got him thrown in an asylum when he was only a child. Now he's a reluctant hero, thrust into the profession since he lacked any other option. He's amazing at his job, and six years into his work, is the sidekick to one of the most notable heroes of his generation: Lavina. Unfortunately, he also hates being a hero, but there's one thing that makes it worth it. The numbered. A series of villains who appeared out of nowhere and have an exceptional skill at avoiding the law, heroes, and just generally winning or evading consequences. Consequences, which are the only part of Harlan's job he enjoys. Harlan wants to find the root of it all more than anything, and he's beginning to get close. He intends to find out at any cost. He intends to win at any cost. That, he's sure of. His drive is unmatched. Until something entirely foreign to him gets involved: Feelings. [WARNINGS: smut, gore, swearing, some heavy topics, morally grey characters (the usual)]

❛❛ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐒, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑. ❜❜ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ━ 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝚄𝙸𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃, 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙰𝚃𝙷 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙿𝙰𝚆𝙽'𝚂 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙴. 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝚂𝙸𝙱𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶, 𝙰𝚁𝙼 𝙸𝙽 𝙰𝚁𝙼, 𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝚂 𝙸𝚁𝙾𝙽 𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝚂. 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸𝚃 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚂 𝙲𝚁𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙱𝙾𝚃𝙷 𝙱𝙰𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙻𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚂𝙰𝙽𝙲𝚃𝚄𝙰𝚁𝚈. 𝙽𝙾𝚆, 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙱𝙻𝚄𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚄𝙿𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙳𝙴, 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙳, 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 𝙰𝙽 𝙰𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙶𝙷𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙰 𝙶𝙾𝙳. 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽 𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙽𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙳𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙳𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙿 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈'𝚅𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙾𝙾 𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷. ғᴏʀsᴀᴋᴇɴ x ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ!ᴅᴇɪᴛʏ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪɴsᴇʀᴛ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐏𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐎3. 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐃.

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐈𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐝. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*.・゜゜・༶

... Spawning to an unfamiliar place, unsure how you got here. Everyone else thinks you're an odd person, but deep down, you're more than just a "broken" soul. (edit: I decided to change the description for a bit cuz why not 🙂)