Robloxpressure Stories

uhh Bl/mlm story coming soon..

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

Two half-seraphim kids get arrested after becoming felons. Now they're being instructed to retrieve the power source from Urbanshade's Blacksite, which has been compromized since a lockdown triggered by one of the site's inhabitants. Can they survive?

(WARNING! THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN SWEARS) Christine wasn't a bad person, she just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now she was stuck in prison and two years later a sketchy company called Urbanshade promised her and her prison mates freedom, a clear record and at least one million dollars in cash. What they had to do? Retrieve a mysterious crystal from one of Urbanshades most important underwater locations. But there was a catch, they could die trying. Christine decides to sign up. What could go wrong?

Fem player pov story (Only problem I won't be able to finish this maybe.)

Walls. White. Suffocating. Screams. Walls. Red. You are expendable. You are experimental. You are not expected to survive. You did nothing wrong, you tell yourself. Ignore the guilt gnawing at your conscience. You tell yourself it wasnt you who killed all those people in that fire in that forest all those years ago. Those people had families, the back of your mind whisper-screams, as loud as it is physically allowed, oppressed by all your other nauseating fantasies of a world where it all hadnt happened, where it all was perfect. But no. This is where you live, here and now, confined in the sterile space they have the luxury to call the Hadal Blacksite. Your shit hole of of what was a hopefully temporary "home." What you like to call, "hell." That is, until you're face-to-face with the one who will either make or break the future you dont give yourself the time to imagine happening.

Taking requests! :D (art used for the cover made by me)

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[BEING REMASTERED FOR 2026] Lost, alone, empty; these words resonated with the woman who feels like she's drowning in a void. Mirah Sinnwell is a 21-year-old single woman who's raising three children with her roommate while working as a part-time barista. When Mirah gets a letter from someone-who or what, she doesn't know-asking her to go to hadal blacksite, to retrieve her family heirloom, she enters hadal-and leaves with more than what she bargained for.

An unfinished copy of a story that aims to colorfully retell the events of a singleplayer Pressure run. Some events and monsters are slightly altered.

This is a slow burn book, and this is strictly me and my friends.

(A ROBLOX PRESSURE READER INSERT FIC.) For reasons that still confuse you, you took the lives of nine people. In an attempt to cover your tracks, you inadvertently sentenced someone else to death. You moved on for nearly a decade. You finished college, found a good job, and even had built a circle of friends. Yes, there were still things you hadn't figured out-you still lived with your mom, for instance. It was almost enough to make you feel... happy. That was until the pounding knocks of the police shattered the illusion of peace, forcing you out of the house in cuffs. Your mother watched in horror as you confessed before the police could do so for you. "My baby, what have you done?"

I'm going to give this a try.

A story of Sebastian captured by Urbanshade.

Very silly book with the dumbest ideas. Also I couldn't find a SINGLE Pressure fic on wattpad so yk, might aswell make one! The cover was drawn by me :3

Be prepared to hear me out or not lol

a re written version of my other 'Little Axie' z-25 real name: Amanda Livingston On March 12 ~~redacted~~ Amanda signed a contract with urbanshades medical division to save her daughter that was suffering from a unknown bacterial chest infection. The contract stated that Amanda would willing let herself be experimented of as payment for finding a antibiotic cure for her daughter ~~redacted~~ . The exspremts preformed on Z-25 was to find ways to evolve humans into toxic immunity and limb regeneration. Z-25's DNA was mixed with sea bunnies , axolotls and ~~redacted~~ jellyfish. pressure belongs to the pressure development team so go support them :D

we kept laughing