𝒀𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑬!𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐱 𝒀𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑨!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- "𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓" ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀ ʀᴜɴ ɢᴏᴇs ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ʀᴇᴀʟ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇᴅ. ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏғ ᴡᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴍᴇʟʟ ᴏғ ᴘᴀsᴛʀɪᴇs ʟᴇғᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜɴ, ʏᴏᴜ ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴs ɪɴ ᴀ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ʟᴏᴏᴘ ᴏғ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. [𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍!!] ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ 24/11/25; ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ sᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀsᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴠs ᴏʀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ, ɪ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ғᴏʀ ɪᴛ ᴀs ɪ'ᴍ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴛʏ sɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ɪᴛ

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

In a world built of bright colors and childhood charm, your journey should've been simple: find the Swords of Time, rescue Builderman, go home. But something in the world is wrong. NPC smiles last a little too long. Familiar places don't remember you back. Memories shift when you're not looking. And every choice you make ripples across a world that insists it's harmless-while quietly bending your perception piece by piece. As you travel deeper through classic game realms, you're followed by glitches that whisper like old friends, enemies that know your name, and a shadow version of yourself that always seems one step ahead. You're the hero... right?

this story shall be pre-forsaken :) it won't be long just about 10 chapters but hopefully you all will enjoy a request by @c00lcorgi please let me know if you all want me to make any other stories :D

TDAC - The Deep Abyss Conservatory Hidden beneath miles of pressure-black seawater lies an impossible structure: The Deep Abyss Conservatory, a living aquarium carved into the trench wall itself. It is neither fully a lab nor fully a sanctuary - it exists in that delicate space between research and reverence. Every chamber glows with pale blues and drifting bioluminescence, as if the ocean has simply decided to open its ribs and let humans walk inside. The Conservatory is home to siren-lineage beings, merfolk variants, deep leviathans, and other marine anomalies that were once scattered across the darkest corners of the world. Here, their ecosystems are preserved in massive pressure-sealed habitats, each tank more like a fragment of the abyss than an enclosure. Light filters through thick crystalline walls like slow-moving moonlight, illuminating creatures whose beauty borders on dangerous. Staff members-scientists, handlers, and abyss specialists-move carefully through the halls, trained to respect the instincts and emotions of beings who are ancient, territorial, or heartbreakingly curious about the surface world. Some of them watch you pass with cold predator eyes. Others follow with soft fascination. A few seem almost human in their longing for connection. You, however, are newly assigned. A fresh arrival to the Aquarium Division. A pair of steady hands among a place that requires absolute gentleness. Your role is simple in name, complicated in practice: Monitor, maintain, and communicate with abyssal entities, ensuring their health and stability... while ensuring the Conservatory itself remains intact. Because here, in the deep... a creature's emotions can shift the pressure of an entire wing. A single distressed siren can turn the glass walls into vibrating instruments. And a leviathan's displeasure? It can silence entire hallways.

Love? Trust? Hope? Those were just scripts... until [Name] started feeling them for real. Wandering around, entering a world after another, they didn't know why they were doing this, nor why they were even here. Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was the desire to feel. To understand how each world worked, how players laughed, cried, lived. but at the same time, they felt like they were searching for someone aswell, someone who watched them get taken away into nothing. except, they'd soon find her once they got sucked into a Forsakened hell, where they would see what had happened to her, She looked into their eyes, shining with guilt, she knew. She knew what was coming for [Name], 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍. ________________ Forsaken x Reader HELL YEAH I FINALLY MADE MY OWN I LOVE THE OTHER BOOKS AND THATS WHAT INSPIRED ME TO MAKE THIS yeah there's going to be drawings here aswell, all of them belong to me! :P Uhh I'm not exactly a responsible Writer nor have I ever written a full on book, so expect it for slow updates or alot of mistakes. PEACE OUT!

As you can imagine, some people are not what they seem. Someone with a supposedly tough exterior could have the heart of a kitten. Someone who looks soft and cuddly could bite like a tiger. Someone who simply wants to make others happy could ignore their own happiness. Noli, the comedian and tragedian all at once, a clumsy civilian with possession of none other than the Void Star. 1x1x1x1, the infamous being racked by unfathomable hatred and negativity, for both his creator, and himself. The two cross paths in the land of Forsaken, bound with multiple others to that depressing fate forevermore. Yet, in the hopelessness and violence of this world and theirs, a tiny star glints above, just out of reach. Just the smallest hint of happiness. Hope. Maybe one day.

(Elliot never really want be the one to hurt somebody, so Spectre decided put his trait against him, but you know, Elliot's true power is going to reveal itself very soon....) I do not support the forsaken devs or the game anymore due to all the drama happening in the community, but I am writing as I am still interested in the forsaken characters and the lores in each of them. Yes, the cover art is made by Me! The arts in the chapters? Well, I wished it was.

"Spawn does not exist. They will never exist." It was what Two Time was told. Every day, match, intermission, This phrase was there. One day, it happened again. Playful, yet harsh. And this time, they were done with it. They would show them. No matter what they had to do. This is where hell took place, and nobody dared question their beliefs again. 11 survivors, 11 killers. All trapped in a castle of a god's own. A god who seeks ascension and power. A god who wants to kill them, one by one. It's just a matter of time now. They are under Spawn's control. ////////// Milestones: - #1 in Two Time - Hit 1k reads Febuary 6, 2026 AWESOME PEAK PERFECT BEAUTIFUL LOVELY COVER ART MADE BY @Odysseus__OfIthaca TRIGGER WARNING: This story includes LOTS of heavy topics, such as gore, torture, manipulation, deaths, suicide, and maybe others as the story progresses. DO NOT read this if you are uncomfortable with those. There will be trigger warnings in the chapters. Other than that, enjoy :D

Forsaken AU where The Spectre teleported everyone to a big house-like thing for a new game The Spectre wants to play. Everyone now has to get used to being around the killers/survivors. I am including some of the Admin-Only/Non-Released Characters as I see fit. :D