You had a normal life and just started your dream job. Until it was all ripped from you and now you have to work for some company called "Urbanshade" and get some crystal. But you make some unexpected decisions and friends along the way. Reader X Sebastian Solace TW: Gore and slight mentions of suicide :3 Story by me! Art from pinterest

[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.

"𝙊𝙝, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙤? 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣. 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚." -Random 🪴~|𝄞|===|===|===||& 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻, 𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸. 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗻𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘂𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲? ... 🪴~|𝄞|===|===|===||& please im doing this out of boredom and if this eventually get popular i will literally continue updating this PLEASE. i wouldn't be suprised to be honest, i just have 3 active books and i dont want to have another active book😭 SPEAKING!, this book was inspired by another person (which i forgot their user but their book is the "Portal to your heart" and "Breakage to reality"!) so please check their book rather than mine because im gonna tweak out if this books blows up. And this book will have SLOW UPDATES because i did this book for fun, skakaskasaskaaaaa

Sebastian x Mutant Angelfish Koi reader. Welcome to Urbanshade's Hadal Blacksite, where you were just so unfortunate enough to wake up in. Now you have to deal with unfathomable monstrosities, or, even worse; People. You could've gone by sleeping forever, however, the expendables are not nice, nor smart enough to leave a strange unknown experiment alone. Good luck. :3 This is a fanfic for the Roblox game "Pressure", and as such many of the characters here belong to pressure and its developers. However, some of them are fan-made OCS :3 Cover art credits to wolveryene on Tumblr

You were an artist - a person who knew how to tell a story with your body. Muscles and limbs stretched, moved and rocked like the waves of the ocean. When you're put into a situation where your talent, your agility, is a skill to survive, you use it. The Hadal Blacksite is not kind to any living organisms down there, connections and seeing people as skill sets are necessary for your own survival. But what if he wasn't just an asset for you and your team down in the ocean's depths? Maybe you'd come to love Sebastian Solace's snarky attitude, it being something you look forward to in the darkness of it all. This work is cross published btw :)

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐏!𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐱 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𐂂•,¸,.·'☦︎'·.,¸,•𐂂 "𝗟𝘂𝗰𝘆'𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠" ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʰᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵃ ʰᵒˡᵉ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᵐᵘᵈᵈʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵃʳᵏ ˢᵒ ˢᵒ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᵈᵃʳᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ qᵘⁱᵉᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᶠ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳᵐ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉˡˡ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵇᵃᵈ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʷᵉʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʳᵘˡʸ ᵈᵉˢᵉʳᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵗᵉʳⁿᵃˡ ᵖᵘⁿⁱˢʰᵐᵉⁿᵗ

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐌 𝐱 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 .·:*¨༺ 🝮︎︎︎︎︎︎︎ ༻¨*:·. "ʜᴇᴇᴇʏ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ғᴏʀ ᴘᴇʀғᴏʀᴍᴇʀs ᴏɴʟʏ!" ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴇʀ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ! ᴍɪᴅᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴇɪsᴛʀᴏ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴇᴀɢᴇʀ ᴛᴏ sᴘᴇᴀᴋ ᴏɴ ʜɪs ɴᴇᴡ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴏᴡs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀs ʜɪs ᴀssɪᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ᴀɪᴅ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ! ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴡ ᴇxᴘᴀɴsɪᴏɴs ɪɴᴛᴏ inkwell has been... ᴀ sʟɪɢʜᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ғᴏʟᴋs ʜᴇʀᴇ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ʟᴇss ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴏʟᴅ, ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ!!

[Username] blinked. [Username] can't remember. only in tiny inkling of blurry images if they so tried hard enough. Gardenview. Their Rosarium garden. The handlers. Easter... Cocoa...? HealthKits?....wounds...? Spring fever. [Username] decides to not dwell on it further. it wasn't worth the struggle anyway. it was much more comfortable being corrupted anyway.

SFAWTDE X FORSAKEN CROSSOVER + reader (reader is heavily inspired by wifies) I will try to update this one along side with my other🙏 ──────⊹⊱✫⊰⊹────── so imagine this, you're on your computer, figuring out the truth of the arg you accidentally found, getting so near that you could taste it.. only to suddenly have a nose bleed pass out because you're deadly afraid of seeing blood only to wake up in a room full of strangers, only being able to recognize two individuals, one your pretty sure knows nothing about you nor the other and the other knowing 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. you can imagine that? good. because that's exactly what happened to you. or reader, d3rlord3, averythemayo, and ░░░ ░░░░ ░░ ░░░░░░ get teleported into forsaken warnings will be in the first page 🙏

You had gone missing, but in reality, you were pulled into the realm. None other then the Forsaken survivors or killers themselves knew about this nor approved it, even if they did. No one knows how you got here by an reason or if you could remember anything, It's in the Spectre's contol, it wouldn't spare mercy on a single soul, it would simply do its job and doing what it wants to get its entertainment passionately. Story Created : 08 / 18 / 2026