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Chance never felt any emotions, especially when he was a child. It was odd to see everyone get happy, sad, angry while he felt empty inside.
That is, one day... He bumped into someone as he rushed to class. The moment he saw them, he felt a rush of emotions through him and underlying obsession grew inside him.
iChance—Yandere Simulator x Forsaken
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17 Jul 2026
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PEAK YANDERE AU 😣 too Peak i started giggling midway
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The Decline and Fall of Isaac Hymer by coffeeshroom_mp4
Fandom Forsaken (Roblox), Roblox (Video Game)
06 Mar 2026
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ITrapped thought he got rid of Chance for good. But there are still some memories he can't quite shake off.
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An AU inspired by songs from Nastyona's "Another Secret," and VIVNOS' "My September" animatic.
CONTENT WARNINGS
- body horror
- references to depression, implied suicidal thoughts
- implied/referenced substance abuse
- vomiting
- forced kissing/proximity, dubious consent
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iTrapped tries to seduce Chance by disguising as a woman. It goes as well as you’d expect.
Series
- Part 42 of Anon Azure's Writing
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Bookmarked by DigitalAngel_Kluuia
07 Jul 2026
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LELELELELLELE HELLLL YEESSSSSSSS COMFLUFF
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until these fading stars are buried in the blur of time by craftbaobao
Fandoms: Forsaken (Roblox)
25 Jan 2026
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Behind Chance’s mask of bravado, laid disgusting vulnerability. Hidden beneath those tacky shades were eyes that looked at iTrapped as if he were the eighth wonder of the world. A gaze that would always be drawn to him as if any background chatter and music in the room had stopped, and the two of them breathing was the only audible sound- as if nobody else had ever existed. Just the two of them, teetering on the edge of a globe that stopped spinning when their eyes locked onto his.
iTrapped could still feel the warmth of their breath on his neck. Too close.
He nearly raised his hand to swat them away, only stopping when he remembered that they were dead. The dead don’t breathe.
That didn’t make him feel any more relieved.
Their touch lingered on his palms, burnt into his fingerprints. The gloves he wore did nothing to help. Gray, pressed against white. Red bled into white. Sticky crimson dug permanently into the tightly woven, once-blank fibers.
Chance’s memory just wouldn’t leave him alone, would it?
(or: after chance’s death, itrapped visits chance’s apartment for the last time. although itrapped may try to block them out, the memories are too loud for him to bear.)
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No idea man.