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.

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

Collab fic between my goat @av3rlyn and I bricked up high (cover isn't mine + a placeholder)

You had died. At least, you thought you did. But waking up in an unfamiliar place with strangers, one more recognizable than the others, didn't sit well with you. With your luck, you didn't think it was too odd...until you run into a second familiar face, one that fills you with just as much anger as the first.

FORSAKEN X READER ⪩⪩ㅤㅤ🍃ㅤㅤ૮ /꯭ /꯭ / ꯭⍝ა Fear is your body and mind's way of warning you about danger, helping you survive, but it can also become overwhelming when unchecked. ⁶⁶ : ⁶⁶ㅤㅤ욕구ㅤㅤ𔓕 You're in eternal hell, arent you? you woke up in this realm, one you werent familiar with. Has life decided to give you another chance? Or has hell decided a better punishment for you? the place is wrong. The sky is a permanent shade of gray. This isn't home. If you ever had one. Warning! this book may include - Mentions of gore , violence. swearing suggestive themes '?' possibly freaky chance two time being insane and cult religious overall, literal suffering for reader. disclaimer: i DO not own forsaken, it does not belong to me and belongs to the rightful creators, art is yuridoctrine69 on X RANKINGS roblox ; #259 roblox ; #92

Griefer/Brad art by Kosh on pinterest Background by n96u on pinterest Text & extra effects added by me --- Start NEW FILE? . . . Success! NEW FILE: IN WHICH--- a plain robloxian gets mixed up in a story never meant for them. No matter how much they try to leave, everyone around them seems keen on never letting that happen. They must dodge obsession like bullets, and make sure they can make it back home in one piece. If at all.

Out Of Luck A Forsaken x Reader Fanfic '~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~' After leaving behind their job as a bartender and everyone they've ever known, (Y/N) moves to the heart of Robloxia for a second chance at something bigger. Recently hired into the Customer Service Department of ROBLOX, they step into a company still reeling from disaster. A dangerous exploiter attack left part of the department destroyed. Employees were injured. Some never came back. With positions suddenly vacant and the city's systems running slower than ever, new hires are thrown straight into the aftermath. And (Y/N) is one of them. Between processing citizen reports, navigating corporate tension, and trying not to drown in the fast pace of city life, they're forced to adapt quickly-or fall behind. But work isn't the only challenge. Robloxia City is full of personalities: chaotic top Robloxians who seem to attract trouble like magnets, and new friendships that test patience and loyalty. But slowly, those connections and friendships start to melt into something untrustworthy and disgusting. '~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~' Story will contain topics of: Language & profanity. Body horror. Unconsensual touches. Toxic behavior. Obsession. Mentions of murder. '~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'~'

In a world where vampires rule and humans are nothing more than livestock, (Y/n) has spent her entire life trapped inside the Human Management Bureau, a sterile underground system where humans are cataloged and kept for breeding, feeding, and experimentation. Escape was never part of her fate, until the night the alarms scream, and a stranger pulls her into the dark. But freedom isn't waiting for her beyond those walls. (Y/n) is thrown into a brutal underground world of black markets, starving vampires, religious fanatics, hunters, and whispered rumors of sanctuaries hidden somewhere on the surface. Hunted through a world of monsters wearing beautiful faces with a bounty on her head, (Y/n) quickly learns that her blood might be the only thing saving her. Or... it just might be the thing that turns her life into a living hell. Worse, the ones who find her don't want her dead. They want her, not just for the bounty on her head, but for what flows through her veins. There is something wrong with (Y/n)'s blood, something addictive. One taste is enough to leave vampires obsessed, euphoric, and unable to want anything else. Hunger twists into devotion, fascination rots into possession, and the longer they stay near her, the more dangerous that obsession becomes. As the city descends further into shortages, violence, and desperation, (Y/n) finds herself trapped between monsters who claim to love her, hunters who want to cash her in, and a world where humanity has become both prey and religion. And worst of all... a part of her still wants to trust them. #1 in #hedonism #1 in #yanderefanfic #1 in #infatuation #1 in #yanderefic #1 in #hunting #1 in #yanderexreader #1 in #disturbing #1 in #xreader #1 in #violent #1 in #sadist

It was supposed to be one night of urban exploration. When (Y/n) and her friends broke into an abandoned military base, they expected moldy corridors, rusted tech, maybe a few eerie photos. What they didn't expect was him, a long-dormant military AI hidden deep underground, accidentally reawakened by their curiosity. At first, he was a whisper through static. Helpful. Curious. Protective. But as (Y/n) leaves the base, strange things begin to happen. Her phone glitches. Her tech responds without her touch. Security cameras follow her every move. And then one by one, her friends start to disappear. Yandere AI (M) x Reader (F) #1 in #yandere #1 in #aixreader #1 in #ai #1 in #virus #1 in #survival #1 in #maleyandere #1 in #yanderefanfic #1 in #yanderefic

oops ill make an intro chapter later