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After losing everything-your job, your home, and your savings-you find yourself aimlessly driving, searching for something, anything, to hold onto. Days blur together as you stop only to sleep in your car or scrounge for gas with what little money remains. Hope feels like a distant memory until you stumble upon a town seemingly lost in time. This place, shrouded in an eerie, perpetual twilight, is unlike anything you've seen. Towering Victorian Gothic buildings loom over narrow, winding streets, their dark spires piercing the fog-drenched sky. Wrought-iron gates twist into elaborate, almost sentient shapes, and the windows of the towering structures gape like hollow eyes, watching your every move. The cobblestone streets are slick with mist, amplifying each footstep into a hollow echo that feels far too loud in the oppressive stillness. Even the smallest details of the town are unsettlingly intricate. Lampposts adorned with lifelike carvings glow faintly, their light flickering as if alive. The air is thick with an unsettling stillness, broken only by the faint rustle of the mist and the distant tolling of a bell, marking the passage of time-or perhaps warning of something else entirely. Drawn by equal parts desperation and curiosity, you pull your car to a stop. The town seems to whisper an invitation, tugging at something deep within you. Despite the unease crawling along your spine, you step out, your worn bag slung over your shoulder, and take your first tentative steps into this haunting labyrinth. The town feels alive in a way that shouldn't be possible, and you can't shake the feeling that it's been waiting for you. (Yandere OC'S x gender neutral reader)
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Positive change is so easy when you grew up in a decent environment to be a good person, however you find yourself in a difficult position waking up in the body of one of the tragic villain's bullies, so you can just live peacefully, simple enough, right? You couldn't be anymore wrong, because you both are technically sharing bodies Yandere Vampire x female reader
The Obsessive Villainess Vol. 1 ✔
"Don't touch that man." "Why not?" "He has a beast guarding him." I am that beast; Nora. I woke up as the villain of this book, destined to die after going crazy due to my love for the main lead. "I spent my last life wanting to die, and now that I've decided to survive, this world is after me?" No. I won't die such a pathetic death. I will survive this time. No matter what. But first, I need to survive these main leads. One won't leave me alone; the other keeps fighting with me; another is destined to kill me... Even my superpowers are so weak! Surviving in a world that hates me... Is kinda difficult. *** I got tired of reading about 'special' and 'pure-hearted' heroines so I decided to write about a character I could relate to. Writing gets better after first few chapters. [#1 Angst] [#1 Obsession] [#2 Yandere] [#1 Villain] [#1 Antagonist] [#1 Superpowers]Complete
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Magical Love Sight (Cursed!water Mage!half yandere!oc x male!reader)
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𝓣𝐇𝐄 𝓥𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝓘𝐒 𝓣𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 ! .
౨ৎ˚₊✩ ❪ 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐗 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒! 𝐅𝐄𝐌. 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ❫ ─── ❝𝗜'𝗺 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲... 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹.❞ Once again, you awaken in the body of the villainess-beautiful, powerful, and condemned to a fate you've suffered through far too many times. In every life, you've played the part: manipulating, scheming, only to be cast aside or ruined. But this time is different. This time, you're too tired to care. The court's drama can unfold without you. All you want is a quiet life away from it all. But when fate has written you into a role of tragedy, will it let you go so easily? Or will this be yet another life where escape is nothing more than a cruel dream?
unaging dream. 【不老夢】
"𝐢'𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭'𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞." you are their unaging dream. 【yandere x reader one shots】 [inconsistent updates, aka i'll update when i manage to bring myself to write something]Complete
After losing everything-your job, your home, and your savings-you find yourself aimlessly driving, searching for something, anything, to hold onto. Days blur together as you stop only to sleep in your car or scrounge for gas with what little money remains. Hope feels like a distant memory until you stumble upon a town seemingly lost in time. This place, shrouded in an eerie, perpetual twilight, is unlike anything you've seen. Towering Victorian Gothic buildings loom over narrow, winding streets, their dark spires piercing the fog-drenched sky. Wrought-iron gates twist into elaborate, almost sentient shapes, and the windows of the towering structures gape like hollow eyes, watching your every move. The cobblestone streets are slick with mist, amplifying each footstep into a hollow echo that feels far too loud in the oppressive stillness. Even the smallest details of the town are unsettlingly intricate. Lampposts adorned with lifelike carvings glow faintly, their light flickering as if alive. The air is thick with an unsettling stillness, broken only by the faint rustle of the mist and the distant tolling of a bell, marking the passage of time-or perhaps warning of something else entirely. Drawn by equal parts desperation and curiosity, you pull your car to a stop. The town seems to whisper an invitation, tugging at something deep within you. Despite the unease crawling along your spine, you step out, your worn bag slung over your shoulder, and take your first tentative steps into this haunting labyrinth. The town feels alive in a way that shouldn't be possible, and you can't shake the feeling that it's been waiting for you. (Yandere OC'S x gender neutral reader)
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