╰┈➤Each tug of strings plays dangerously with their fate, whatever the outcome is the result of your choices. ▸Rated 17+ ᯓ★ To Be Hero X Fem. Reader ⚠︎TW: mentions of suicide, blood, violence

My name is Y/N L/N and i'm 22 years old. They always say "curiosity killed the cat," but I've never been good at listening to warnings. And that's exactly how I ended up needing the most powerful hero in the city-X-to pull me out of a mess I walked straight into. How all of that happen ? it's a long story....

"Because he once saved you,you couldn't let him fall" Introduction: The world still believes he's the same hero. The one who saved them all, the unbroken figure in white, the ever-smiling Nice. He walks the streets like he owns them. His grin unchanged, his presence as reassuring as ever. To everyone, he is still the man they once admired. Their symbol of hope. Their unwavering champion. But the truth lies hidden, known only by one. Y/N. She watches from the shadows, quietly observing as the world continues to worship a version of Nice that isn't the real man. The one who made the ultimate choice to disappear from their lives. The man everyone believes to be Nice is actually Lin Ling, a perfect replica, well-trained and indistinguishable in every way. He plays his role with precision mimicking every detail of the original. His smile. His gestures. His words. No one questions it. No one sees the difference. Except Y/N. She doesn't speak. She doesn't intervene. Instead, she waits, knowing what others can't see. Because she was there on the day the real Nice made his final choice. The day he died. A tragic end for the hero who had given everything. But Y/N knew the truth. She saw it. The jump wasn't to death. It was a leap into freedom. A decision to break free from the chains of expectation, to shed the skin of a hero and become someone entirely new. The world never knew. That Nice died and only Lin ling and Miss J, along with other workers did,tried to defy the events by replacing Nice with another one that was like him. But the truth? Nice wasn't dead. He was alive. Fully well. Roaming freely. And Y/N is the only one who knows. As she stands in the shadows, a faint smile crosses her face. Her eyes meet the fake Nice standing amongst the crowd of reporters on the streets as he once again saved a person's life, carrying on the charade. It's a performance, a well-rehearsed act. But she knows the truth.

After your friend, Nice, commits suicide, you are left prey to many heroes who want to make you theirs.

[Yandere! To Be Hero X x Reader] Terkadang, bersikap baik juga ada batasannya.

╰┈➤ ❝ ["See? Already getting along! You'll be fine" - Landlord] ❞ Xiang/X just wants a quiet, normal life, a one night of peace without the chaos of the city or the pressures of being someone. (name), on the other hand, were just trying to survive. Being kicked out recently of THEIR old apartment with nowhere else to go, juggling work, bills, and an exhausting city that seemed determined to make everything harder. Too bad the universe had other plans for both of them. One tiny apartment. One impossible landlord. Two strangers who somehow ended up signed on the same room. The result? Midnight disasters, passive aggressive arguments, and a roommate who may or may not be hiding more than a few secrets. As sparks fly and chaos leaks, Xiang/X and (name) are about to discover that living together isn't just awkward, it might just be... complicated... 𑁍ࠜ ･ˊˎ[X/Xiang x no gender!reader] ﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ - Book cover isn't made by me. (credits to the artist) - the plot doesn't really follow the donghua. Started : NOV. 16 2025 Published : NOV. 23 2025 Ended : ??? Status : Ongoing

The morning washed an orange glow-sounds of traffic can be heard, and a lone figure stands in all might. She bathed in golden light. Lonely as she is, she felt at peace. The world became chaotic, its sounds bared no silence-just continuous waves of entropy. Dreams were filled with endless possibilities that could never fill up the emptiness that demands balance. Trustworthiness sacred within the eyes of mortal things-bared its teeth to be heard-caressed to rest by fear. It cannot chase time, as it remains bound to truth and lies-shared on one coin, balance demands both sides. A cycle of events, provoked to be silenced by defeat-death it cared, and woefully the world weep till it became drowned by the inevitable. The world must come to an end, destroyed by those who cared-now abandoned by its own trust. Humans cannot control themselves without the power of their people. Perhaps heroes are slaves to the people. Forever duties to them-bound to the ground that many trots over in carelessness. Fever rises and the world shall succumb to the void. All things lead to death. So she leaped, and met her end. You know you're better than this. IN WHICH Y/n works in an office job, strangely enough things are out of order. Where everything is not where she is. Attracting unwanted attention from her 'unnatural' poker face. Where everything has no meaning in her world. _____________ Credit to the artist, the cover isn't mine. All characters belong to their owners. English isn't my first language, please forgive. This is a reader x various fanfic EDITED