( oblivious female reader x villain ) "You've stolen my heart, little dove. I don't know whether to crown you my queen or keep you hidden away, just for me." "Oh, Your Majesty, that's so kind of you! But I don't think a dove can wear a crown... do you want me to catch one for the royal garden?"... Reborn as the maid you were before, you remember being killed by the obsessed harem of the princess you serve. Clumsy and a little oblivious, you must now navigate their dangerous attention and survive, even if you have no idea how. ( so sorry for my bad English, if there is any mistake, I apologise for it )

【 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 ​​​​​​​1950's 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐱 𝐅.𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 】 ╰┈➤ ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐨 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐝,𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.❞ Becoming a spy,working at a bar and being surrounded by dangerous men couldn't possibly bring much trouble,now could it? Stranded in a gothic city plagued with crime,mobs and barely any rights for yourself in a memorable era lost to time-she had to make ends meet all by herself.Wealth was in it's prosperous time and fashion in one of it's golden ages did not mean she was fortunate enough. If anything,she was struggling to survive in the middle of a chaotic city where you couldn't tell if you'd live to see tomorrow until- "You have a pretty voice." And with that,came fame,trouble and the desire of a faceless man who undermined the City and inevitably became her fall from stardom. "It's as if you don't belong,not here not there or anywhere.It's almost as if you come from another place." "How so...?" He turns to look at her,his being hidden but the smile he gives her- It blooms an uncanny feeling within her. "Just a passing thought,nothing else."

⌞x⌝ I'll see you in the next life. [post] [ archives ] ── Just be careful about what you wish for. you may never know in the future. it will be the cause for your own demise.

Everything was going great in (Y/n)'s life. Great grades? Check. Best friend? Check. Romance? A bit lacking. At least, until she meets the 6 boys that attend her school. Unfortunately for her, the love that they carry for her warps into something a little bit more intense. #1 in #boys #1 in #yanderefanfic #1 in #yanderefic #1 in #possession #1 in #yanderes #1 in #reader None of the photos used are mine All original characters

(He's Like A Hyacinth) ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ɪɴᴄᴜʙᴜs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ Inspired by the incubus chapter of Devil's waltz.... ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ -Gore -Sexual content -Slow Burn -Slow Burn for yandere -heavily religious topic -Drug usage -Heavy alcohol usage -Death -Grooming Maybe (If it seems like it, I'm sorry I'm not trying to make it that.) -etc "No, no, no, what did you do!" "I didn't mean to... It all happened so fast." "BUT I TRUSTED YO-" "None of this wouldn't have happened if you didn't tell me to act more like a human." -------- The place is set in the late 1800s, the world seems to be working together for our protagonist: Y/n. She has a lovely mother, kind, and she's a psychic! Her life was going well until she met a particular person...demon named: Vincent. Now, Vincent was the opposite from her, secretive, reserved, persuasive, manipulative. After years of being friends. The demon started to develop "something" towards the human. Feelings that makes him do inexplicable things to comforting her to threatening her to "taking care" of people saying that he was "protecting" her. For the longest time, the girl begins to realize that the demon doesn't just love her, he's 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 with her! ______________ 🛑For this story, there's barely going to be any racism because everyone who's reading is different from me and you by culture, color, values, morals, and more... 🛑If I ever do affront you, I'm sorry I wasn't trying to. Started: 20220517 Ended:???

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴇʀᴍᴀɴ x ᴘɪʀᴀᴛᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ -------- WARNING BEFORE YOU READ #2 mermaids 20200606 #4 fan made 20200605 #8 humans 20200605 #22 Obsession 20200605 #1 fish 20220630 !!!!UNDER SOME HEAVY EDITING!!!! -Swearing -inappropriateness of the human body -sexual theme or content -maybe a lemon or maybe a whole lot -auctioning up -18+ mind to read this "375 gold coins for this pretty little fishy" a tradesman shouts out as there was a whole crowd surrounding the pretty artificial who was scared to death. Y/n was walking down the street going to see her dad when she sees the auction on a dumb fish girl. 'Who would want her' she thought as she took a step away from the area Until a firm shout was called out of the crowd "5...hundred gold coins" he raised his hand while female turns around to see his bagged money already in the tradesman's hand. He pushes the container to him with the girl, screaming. She grins at this stupid idea and ran off "This is stupid, Y/n" She gather her crew to sent sail in a couple of minutes. She pulls one of her excitement smile on for the crowd to see. "I know, but it could help us with mother's sickness" She steers away off the deck and into the ocean with her crewmen scattering around her "What if you don't come back" Y/n peered down slowly to see the necklace with a piece of diamond tied around it, she looks back up clutching it with one hand. "I promise I'll come back" ---- "Come look, boss!" Joey came running into my room as I got up ASAP. I could see my mother already getting the treatment she needs for sickness to go away, but what if it was a false alarm as usual. I took slowest time ever because I been through this a multiple times. I emerged myself out in the open, squinting my eyes for the sun to hit my face immediately. I crouched down to the thing that got captured in our net, I adjust my eyes and a huge smile came onto my face. "It's a fish man" Created of the wallpape

I woke up in a room I didn't recognize, my fingers tracing the rough fabric of a bedspread that wasn't mine. The air was thick with something unfamiliar, and every small difference in the space set off alarm bells in my head. My heart raced as I scrambled for the door-locked. Panic clawed at my chest. Then he appeared in the doorway, his smile crooked, his eyes dark with intent. He spoke no words, but his presence alone screamed danger. Every exit was sealed. Every attempt to call for help met with eerie dismissals from voices that seemed in on the nightmare. And as he handed me a letter-a love note scrawled in childish handwriting-I realized this wasn't just a kidnapping. It was something far worse. I don't know who he is. I don't know what he wants. But I do know one thing: I need to escape before it's too late.

"𝘊𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺? 𝘥𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘰' '𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺, 𝘐'𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯', 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘭' 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦." "𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵." "𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴." --- They would ooze rumours of both you're name, placed with the utterly specific adjectives, 'deranged', 'psychotic', and simply 'sick'. That was what you were known for, context or not. It was a simple way of living. Within the red-dirt town of Sandrange, with little entertainment and a harbour of saloon-goers in need of any form of amusement, this made you a target whether you liked it or not. Although, not unfamiliar with the wording, it's both the eyes of their burning scowls and the words that spit like fire from their tongue's that become something you can never get used to. So, you never left home. Cacooned in your home for weeks to months on end, all to hide from the town and the prejudice they willingly held, this torturous routine had only been broken by the two knocks on my door, and the call of the Sheriff requesting to come inside. ---