(m.yandere x f. reader) (complete) Groundhog Day from hell was the only way she could describe it. Surely the only thing more terrifying than waking up in a stranger's basement was waking up in said basement every single morning, forced to relive the same day. There's no way out and any progress made is wiped away as the clock resets everyday. Maybe he's right when he says that the universe wants them together. Maybe there truly is no way out.

(m.yanderes x f. reader) (completed) (Y/n) had only been working the night shift at her new job for a few weeks and she'd already attracted the attention of two men who'd been looking for a totally different woman. Indigo Bellamy to be precise. It was all Indigo's fault that (Y/n) had become the subject of two crazed infatuations.

(m.yanderes x f.reader) (complete) (Y/n) had been in love with best friend for almost as long as she'd known him, it was too bad that he was desperately obsessed with someone else. For now, at least.

(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.