!Yandere! Danny Phantom X Reader

How you meet

*Art not mine* Please be forgiving guys... this is my first X reader/yandere story, book, thing. Also I am not sure how long I am going to make this so... please enjoy!!! 

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!!!PSA!!! !!Made March 2023!! Okay so clearly I have to state it right in front of all of your eyes because NONE of you most recent readers are capable of reading the fricken description for disclaimers (either that or your are illiterate and choosing to ignore all my warnings). !!!I WROTE THIS STORY WHEN I WAS 14 YEARS OLD!!!! IT IS A COMPLETED WORK AND I WILL NOT BE GOING BACK TO CHANGE THINGS!!! YES, this story is problematic because IT IS SUPPOSED TO BE!!! Honestly you can't read the word "yandere" and think it's going to be a SFW story for everyone... like bro come on. The comments I've been getting on this story for the past couple of months have been horrendous. YOU DON'T GET TO COME INTO MY STORY, MY EMAIL, MY DIRECT MESSAGES!!! AND HARASS ME!! I AM AN ADULT NOW AND I HAVE MOVED PAST THIS PHASE OF MY LIFE... I leave this story up for you guys to enjoy and for me to look back on the nice, funny comments I got a few years ago. The fact that I even have to make this announcement here... I am done. 

Also, yes here's a new disclaimer that I should have put on years ago but again !!I WAS 14 when I wrote this!! But anyway, yes, this Y/N is extremely white coded and I did not go gender neutral for this story. Complaining in my direct messages and comments about it is not going to change anything. Yes, I am more aware now that the majority of readers are not exclusively white/female/etc. But I wrote this story for me... when I WAS 14!!! And yes, I am white. The people complaining about the fashion choices/collages I made for this story are also unnecessarily rude. It's supposed to be early 2000's style for a reason. I don't get why you guys can't just say "eh, not my thing, but okay" and MOVE ON! I will not be changing this story from the way it was written when I was 14 because I AM PAST THIS PHASE. And yes, I have learned how to write Y/N to include a wider diversity of readers for my most recent works that I haven't shared here. BUT YOU WILL NOT FIND THIS IN THIS STORY!! I was not aware of the predominately white/female Y/N issues when I wrote this story but since this, I have learned and grown as a person and a writer.

I am BEGGING you all... PLEASE read my disclaimers before you start readings/commenting/sending me harassment!! I am tired of coming on wattpad in the first place... hence why I haven't put anything on here in a long LONG time. Please just either enjoy the story or log off and go enjoy a different one. If you continue to send me hate messages on ANY platform, you will be blocked! 

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! And one last time for people who can't seem to read directions: I WAS 14 WHEN I WROTE THIS! I WILL NOT BE CHANGING ANYTHING! STOP SENDING ME HATEFUL MESSAGES! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!

As for the rest of you that aren't having this issue... thank you queens, stay unproblematic. I hope your succulents are flourishing <3 Now let me wallow in the darkness for another 5ish years... I am TIRED.

Y/N's POV

Slam! Y/N nervously glanced over at the boy, currently being slammed against the lockers by the school bully, Dash. 

"Ha! That's what you get for looking at me Fenton!" Dash punched the boy in the face one last time before shoving by Y/N. 

"He.. hey! That's not very nice!" Y/N called out quietly. Dash stopped in his tracks,

"Oh!? And what are YOU going to do about it nerd!" Dash was now in Y/N's face, towering above her. Y/N took a deep breath and forced herself to look into his cold eyes.

"Someday you're going to pay and no one will be there to save you. Even your 'closest friends' won't stop to help. You're just a jerk! And we're all tired of it!" Y/N tried to keep from stuttering. Dash just scoffed,