(m. yanderes x f. reader) (completed) Many years ago an infection struck the population of humans on earth, it became colloquially known as 'lovesickness' or simply 'the infection'. What is was? It damaged the infected person's empathy and made them willing to go to extreme lengths in the name of love. Advanced strength and senses were other symptoms that would arise with the condition as well. Over time as the disease was desperately suppressed it grew in its numbers, once children would hit eighteen they'd be tested for antigens and the numbers of infected persons would increase every year. Today it was next to unheard of to be uninfected and society had shaped itself around the needs of the infected. The four different strains of the disease would live together as the almost nonexistent uninfected population tried to avoid exposure. On (Y/n) (L/n)'s eighteenth birthday she would have a government ordered blood test to determine what strain of the infection she had only to discover there was no strain present.

I was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a time, without changing a single word except for the names of the people involved. My limited commentary, which is confined to brackets in each entry, is meant to provide the relief of my current perspective, fifteen years later. The UnSlut Project: Working to undo the dangerous slut shaming in our schools, communities, media, and culture by sharing knowledge and experiences.

"Who says your life ends only when your heart stops? It ends even when there's a celebration around you." A marriage. To a man who had saved my parents' life. Their respect, their businesses, their home ... But at a cost. The cost being me. I was to be wed to a stranger. A Yade. His nationality, species, colour, eyes, skin... none of that ever mattered. The only thing that has ever mattered to me was that the man I marry be the man I have been dreaming about for six years. Six glorious years spread apart with memories that set my soul on fire and light my life up. Hope was a beacon and love was a companion I had lived with in every life. And now, I was to marry a stranger to save my parents' life. There was no real choice to make. Why show me how glorious my life could be, if I were never meant to live it?

How unfortunate of you to wake up with no recollections about anything at all. Not even memories about yourself. Luckily, a nameless man who claimed that he's your oh-so-loving husband is there to protect you from the abysmal horrors of the world. He would have gotten you fooled if it wasn't for the appearances of boarded windows or the fact that he keeps you in the dark-figuratively. You're going to find out who you were before your memory loss. However, your mission proves itself to be a challenge especially with 'Husband' hovering over you, watching your every move. Will you ever solve the mystery of who you are? Most impressive ranks: #1 in YanderexReader on 19th April 2021, #1 in Originalcharacters in 1st August 2021 ||[YANDERE X READER]||

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL