It was late, almost midnight and I was still up studying for all my college classes. I have a lot of things on my mind, classes and homework. But also a bad breakup I had with my high school sweetheart, she told me that she was cheating on me with this girl named Morgan. I tried to lose all human contact with my ex, I blocked her on every app I had her on. I really tried my best to take her off my mind, but could never bring myself to stop remembering how she cried when I officially said we were over. Still holding my pencil in my hand, gripping it too tight, to the point my knuckles turned white. I suddenly got a knock at my apartment door, which brought me out of my daze. Startled and quite suspicious, I carefully grabbed my pocket knife from the counter and stuffed the object into my joggers. I unlocked the door and took a deep breathe before turning the door knob, to open the door. There, stood the girl who I broke up with two weeks ago. She's dressed in a blue sweater and black leggings that was soaked from head to toe. She looked down, like she was ashamed of what she just did. I pulled my gaze down to the toddler that was in her hands, fast asleep even if it was pouring outside. "(Y/N)" Her voice was quiet, but still as beautiful and pretty as ever. I gulped, quite nervous actually. "Yeah...?" I asked having my nervousness show though. "Can you help me with something..?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do not own the Fate series, this anime belongs to Type-Moon. Go support the real creator, I just own the story. There will be yuri, girl x girl. Female reader Enjoy(*'∀｀*)

The synopsis is in the first chapter. This is a translated story, all credits to the author.

(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.

After dying in a housefire, I suddenly found myself as the protagonist of an Otome game. There's no way I could fulfill the role of a main character so let me just blend into the background. What do you mean the villainess already has her eyes on me, I didn't even interact with the capture targets at all! Why is she singling me out? Wait, this doesn't really feel like bullying to me though...? Updates every Tuesday

She was nobody. A shut in streamer, wasting away her days broadcasting otome games to a handful of viewers. Her life was a blur of glowing screens, energy drinks, and the crushing thought that nothing would ever change. Until it did. One night, live on stream, she collapsed, only to open her eyes inside the very game she had been playing. A world of nobles, roses, and glittering romance awaited her... along with a script she already knew by heart. But she wasn't the heroine fated for love. She wasn't even the villainess destined for infamy. She was a side princess. A name mentioned once, only to vanish into obscurity. Pretty, forgotten, and doomed to marry into some royal family before fading from history. No. Absolutely not. If this was her second chance at life, she refused to be background decoration. If the world wanted her to be a pawn, she'd become the queen. And if the story already had a heroine and a prince... Then she would choose the only role powerful enough to change everything: the villainess.

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

A story I wrote because I love this game so much

╰┈➤ «𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒐?» «𝑶𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒔, 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚.» |YAN! GACHIAKUTA x fem! reader| ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You imagine yourself at the very bottom of the 'no lifers' category of social life. You're a coward and a crybaby. You're a failed comedian, a failed actress- a failed everything. So obviously, when you're sent to world that is much more dangerous than your already overstimulating one, you lose your shit. And you somehow manage to make a lot of other people lose their shit as well. COVER BY @akariri 𝗚𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗮𝗸𝘂𝘁𝗮 © Kei Urana

You'd found codependency in parasocial relationships before the word had even been invented. On one dark night, you'd decided something for yourself. That being in a parasocial relationship wasn't good enough anymore. You wanted to be more than a fan- you wanted to be the creator. 🔪4.5/10 🔪

(yanderes x f. reader) (complete) "Greetings, players...Welcome to the game" Nine strangers. One house. No escape. In this no environment with no idea of who to trust (Y/n) can only hope for survival as the sparks of obsession ignite around her.