[Yan!Forsaken x Killer!Reader] Oh-oh Round and round we go Holding onto pain Driven by our egos Feelings untold Spinning our own versions of the past That you could never know How would I know?

As a moth emerges from a cocoon, the insect reaches for the light to guide them home. But how would a moth reach the light, once it's far from it? Would they burn themselves alive just to reach it? (Yandere Forsaken x Reader)

" 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗. " ┆ As you were shallowed whole by the fireworks, you find yourself in a new place. Survive at all cost. It hurts, the aches burns but when you wake up, it's all just a dream ┆ ︴But the Stars will remind you it wasn't. ︴ Yes this is a remake. -🍂 𝙇𝙊𝙉𝙂 • 𝙄𝙉𝙂 - a strong feeling of wanting something or someone that's missing. It's like a gentle ache or yearning for something that's not there. 𝙉𝙊 • 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 - ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴ - not anything; no single thing. ᴀᴅᴊᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ - having no prospect of progress; of no value. ᴀᴅᴠᴇʀʙ - not at all. ⏤͟͟͞͞☆ ALL BOOKS I MAKE HAVE OCS AND FANMADE CHARACTERS. BE CAUTIOUS. I DO NOT CARE IF YOU HATE OCS. - 🌙 W3 d0n'7 4nd w1ll N3V3R supp0r7 7h3 d3vs 0f 7h3 g4m3!! - 🌸 🌙 - EMMA MOON 🍪 - CINNAMON 🍂 - AUTHOR(AUTUMN) ❄ - WINTER 🌤 - SUMMER 🌸 - SPRING

You're looking for a job to pay your rent when a flier suddenly fly towards you covering your whole face before it falls to the ground.. You picked it up and saw someone was hiring in the new asylum so you decided to apply for a job not realizing how much of a big mistake you have gotten yourself into

How many more events will you have to endure until you've crumbled down into your withered state? You can't escape; you never will, can you? It had nothing to do with you at first, one of the many casualties there were, until it became you, and now you're stuck there, forced to live in a foreign realm as a pillar for many. You have a reason to exist. But it's not as bright as you think it'll end. These feelings come slowly, but it'd be too late for you to flee from their needs when the time comes. You keep on protecting, on caring, but then you'll lose hope when you realize your place. But like a bouquet of dying flowers, you are, how beautiful you look, rotten and crumbling, now twice as delicate as they hold you. "People never change, but skin will rot in any weather." -Femtanyl. ___________________ No beta yet, we die like alphas. (SLOW UPDATES! As of now...) 25-12-2025 - #1 in Joke 28-12-25 - #12 in xreader 1-1-26 - #3 in psychological horror 3-1-26 - #9 in Gender Neutral

────────- . ° ~ • ・・・・・ . ‧₊˚ ···╮ ˚₊‧── 故人 𝗗𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 ༽ ╰──⧽ YanForsaken x DeathReader ᐟ｡୧ ꒱ (その中で) 𝙄𝙣 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 ┈ : The goddess of death who has an urgent to find her beloved sister that've been gone over three years. But through her determination- she managed to find her sister's location where she have been lasted. Although, she knew that this journey was dangerous, and risky. So she decided to enter this realm, a realm full of unmercy killers prying to end her. (開始) 𝖲𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 : Oct / 11 / 2025 ───────୨ৎ─────── (終わり) 𝖤𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 : ??? ┈ ‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ ・・・・---- ─────────╯

Y!FORSAKEN x BROKEN SPAWN!READER

Having fallen into a comatose state after a car crash, or at least what feels like it, [name] finds themselves in the place of their own nightmares. Everything feels unreal and so do the people. What decisions will you make now [Name]? Read on and find out yourself. ℂ𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕟 𝕓𝕪 𝕞𝕖. 𝕀𝕥𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕡𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕. 𝕊𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣. Rankings 3rd #roblox 1st #Johndoe 1st #guest1337

RE-WRITTEN UNDER THE SAME NAME AND COVER!!! 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.

[NAME] had a love so dear to them, one they swore to protect forever, keep any dangers away, keep them from touching their darling, keep the crowds from flashing to brightly, keep the audiences from coming too close. But they failed. One day, [NAME] was coming home from work, expecting to be greeted by a warm smile and a welcoming hug and kiss from their partner. But instead, they were welcomed in by the sight of blood trailing along the house; sunk into the carpet, spattered against the walls, trailing along the ground. [NAME] did their best to use the enchanted plants in their partner's mystic garden. But something happened. Now they are trapped in an endless hell, manipulated and forced to kill. But something is weird about them all...