𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 ➸ 𝘉𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘥𝘰𝘮. 𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦... 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘦, 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. ⋆｡‧₊°♱༺𓆩❦︎𓆪༻♱༉‧₊˚. ⚠𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆⚠ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵, 𝘱𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, (𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧) 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘦𝘵𝘤. 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘈𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥. ⋆｡‧₊°♱༺𓆩❦︎𓆪༻♱༉‧₊˚. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦!! ⋆｡‧₊°♱༺𓆩❦︎𓆪༻♱༉‧₊˚.

気にしない | 𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ━━ ( yandere stalker x fem! reader ) ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ❝ I'm the only one that can see you like this, that can 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 you like this ❞ ━ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a girl has a stalker, and stalker loves girl, so stalker will do anything for girl, including m̶̶u̶̶r̶̶d̶̶e̶̶r̶ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ started: nov 6, 2021 ━ ended: nov 11, 2023 ━ status: completed ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: #1 - stalker #1 - notes #2 - panic #2 - infatuation #2 - mania #3 - gifts #19 - yanderexreader ━ ━ ━ ━ ━

Arc 2 of Fictitious 【 ꜰᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ! ꜰ. ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ᴍ!ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ 】 Arc 1 synopsis: 「This world has never felt real to you, especially when you found yourself obsessed with a certain boy in your class. It doesn't help that you felt some kind of force whispering to you to kill him in order to prove your love. So, you did. Strangely, the world seemed to be against him dying, because you found time kept repeating itself each time he died. You kept murdering him until a sudden epiphany dawned on you, as if you had broken away from the force controlling you. You were a character in a game-a villain who would always kill the protagonist. However, as if the developers knew you were no longer controllable, they replaced you so the boy you were obsessed with would still die and time would never move forward. Hence, you took it upon yourself to protect him. But why does the protagonist seem to be acting strange?」

【 ꜰᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ! ꜰ. ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ᴍ!ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ 】 This world has never felt real to you, especially when you found yourself obsessed with a certain boy in your class. It doesn't help that you felt some kind of force whispering to you to kill him in order to prove your love. So, you did. Strangely, the world seemed to be against him dying, because you found time kept repeating itself each time he died. You kept murdering him until a sudden epiphany dawned on you, as if you had broken away from the force controlling you. You were a character in a game-a villain who would always kill the protagonist. However, as if the developers knew you were no longer controllable, they replaced you so the boy you were obsessed with would still die and time would never move forward. Hence, you took it upon yourself to protect him. But why does the protagonist seem to be acting strange?

"Well, well, well, if it isn't my favorite hero," the villain taunted, their voice dripping with mischief. "Always so serious. You know, seriousness doesn't look good on you. How about a little fun?" Suppressing the urge to react, I squared my shoulders and met their gaze with steely resolve. "Fun? You call destroying lives and spreading chaos 'fun'?" I shot back, refusing to be swayed by their honeyed words. But the villain persisted, closing the distance between us with a predatory grace. "Oh, come on now, don't pretend you don't feel the sparks between us," they purred, their eyes alight with an unsettling allure. "You and I, we could make quite the dynamic duo." I clenched my fists, the urge to strike rising within me. But I held back, reminding myself of the principles that guided my every action. "The only thing sparking between us is the clash of our ideals," I retorted, my voice firm. "I fight for justice, not for whatever twisted game you're playing." The villain's laughter echoed through the desolate alleyway, bouncing off the decaying walls. "Ah, but justice is such a dull concept, don't you think?" they sneered, circling me with a predatory grace. "How about we spice things up a bit?" I stood my ground, unwavering in my conviction. "I'll never stoop to your level," I declared, my tone unwavering. "My duty is to protect the innocent and uphold the law." But the villain was relentless, their words like poison seeping into my mind. "Duty, duty, duty," they mocked, their voice dripping with disdain. "You heroes are all the same. But deep down, you know there's a part of you that yearns for something more... exhilarating."

The air was thick with tension, heavy like the clouds that loomed over the city. I stood in the paint store, surrounded by vibrant colors that once inspired me, now dulled by uncertainty. As I prepared to leave, a figure entered-a man cloaked in mystery and danger. His gaze swept over me, sending a chill racing down my spine. Something about him felt familiar, yet I couldn't place it. That moment faded as I stepped into the street, but a sense of foreboding clung to me. Suddenly, darkness engulfed my world. I was taken, thrust into a nightmare, facing a man who spoke of my father with venomous words. "Your father owes me a lot of money," he said smoothly, chilling me to the bone. "And you're here because he took off." I was trapped in a web of debts I never knew existed, forced to make a deal with this man-a sum of five thousand a week for a father's betrayal. Desperation clawed at me as I scrambled to find a way to pay off a debt that felt insurmountable. And then there was him-his unsettling gaze, whispers of a past I couldn't recall. "I'll give you a hint," he'd said with a smirk. "Hotel." The word taunted me, urging me to remember what I'd tried to forget. Now, standing on the edge of a new reality, I knew I was in over my head. Each day felt like a countdown to when I would either meet my payments or become a pawn in a game I never wanted to play. The shadows of my past loomed larger, and as I prepared to step into the unknown, I had to confront them. The question remained, Would I find my way back, or would I be lost forever in a world ruled by fear and deception?

❝I'll fuck the Evil outta you, senselessly.❞ __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ In Which a Hero who is loved by all, known as the golden boy slowly becomes corrupted with infatuation for his worst enemy who was secretly his best friend. __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ ANTI HERO 夢精 ▞▞▞▞▞,Smut, THRILLER, Angst, Yandere, for all body sizes, skin tones, etc! 🏻 🏼 🏽 🏾 🏿 ▞▞▞▞▞Please don't forget to Comment, Vote & Enjoy! ▞▞▞▞▞REPUBLISHED• MARCH/4/25 ▞▞▞▞▞FINISHED•??\???\??

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