You lived to serve. It seems like no matter where you go, you're stuck working in customer service. From Robloxity CIty, the little town of Robloxia, to the afterlife. But now trapped in eternity (unsure if you were even alive anymore) with the clingiest beings in all of Roblox, you're beginning to doubt that the customer is always right... --- Slow burnish various yandere story with a gender-neutral reader. Cross-posted to quotev under the same username! Cross-posted to AO3 under hardcorenawesome

He wakes up in a forest that doesn't remember the sun. There's no blood on his hands, but something blooms from his eye-red, silent, and alive. He doesn't know who he is. He doesn't know where this place is. All he knows is that the flower never withers... and neither does the cold. The others here smile too wide. Their kindness feels wrong. Even the silence hums like it's watching him. He doesn't remember dying. But he knows he shouldn't be alive. - Forsaken (Roblox) x Male! Reader/ Forsaken (Roblox) x Reader

"must I truly be here at such an hour...?" ────────────── .ᐟ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄 〃 n. - the quality or state of being correct in judgment or procedure ━━━ → 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵, the leader of an imperial, dystopian nation finds himself in another realm, not in his former homeland. resolute and standing firm with pride and dignity, he'll bring these lost souls to glory. ━━━ ✓ date started ; 9 / 20 / 25 . ✓ date ended ; ? / ?? / ?? . ♯ forsaken is not owned by me . 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘, this work is only available on wattpad. i will not be publishing this work anywhere else. if you see my work not on wattpad, that is not me. [THIS BOOK IS WRITTEN BY THE AMBASSADOR.]

what if reader from a very different world will teleport into eternal hell? And both survivors and killers act strange with him? But the reader is weird so he doesn't give a fock about that. Read and enjoy. the picture is mine

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

Astrophilia: (n) Rare love and/or obsession with planets, stars, and outer space. "Oh look! its ['☆⌒name⌒☆ '] the stargazer!" Born to be affiliated with the stars, forced to run away from killers. ----✦ No one is allowed to steal the book/ upload somewhere else without my permission and my profit. -Written by bubblesluvsu ----✦ None of the characters belong to me, but to the Roblox Game; Forsaken. -Owner of the game is Hytoko

- SWAP!FORSAKEN X GN!READER - "I feel like making a scene, and this place is literally BEGGING for it." [Username] was condemned into a killing game. Rounds full of interesting survivors and ruthless killers, this fellow Robloxian has to fight for their life. But.. instead of succumbing into despair, this ball of energy wanted to unleash some FUN into this gloomy hell. Give some LIFE into it! Oh yeah, you forgot. Fun fact, you know you don't belong in this world. Right before this, you've already been forsaken before. During that time, you were between life and death, but instead.. something unexpected happened. Now, the roles have swapped, and you have been launched into a familiar hellish world you have already had experience in. You needed to get back- FAST. Before things get.. weird. But if the powerful deity who trapped you here found out, would they allow it? OBVIOUSLY not, but they can suck it. Your presence will be known, and you're going to make sure of it just by being the chaotic person you are. thought of this on 6 hours of sleep and daydreaming, wish me luck chat :/

[ > ' Call Me By My Name - Cherry ' ] 《 🪷 》 " Will she call you by your name? " ° . [ NAME ], a guitarist who has a bright future ahead of them. ° . Wanna know more? Well, click read then. [ > ' Y! Forsaken x GN! Reader. ]

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?

BEING REWRITTEN IN ANOTHER BOOK! ꧁ "𝐒𝐎 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐎 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃." ꧂ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛʀᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴄᴋᴇᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ꜰᴏʀꜱᴀᴋᴇɴ. ᴀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ, ᴇɴᴛɪᴄɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴜɴꜰᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʟɪᴄᴇ. ꜱᴏᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɪɴꜱ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴜɴʀᴀᴠᴇʟ, ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇꜱ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴀɴɪᴛʏ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ. ꜰᴏʀꜱᴀᴋᴇɴ x ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ