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The Seven Deadly Sins (Yandere Boys X Reader) by MaskCover
The Seven Deadly Sins (Yandere Boys X Reader)
MaskCover
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Pride Gluttony Wrath Lust Greed Envy Sloth When each of the Seven Deadly Sins seem to have taken human form in the personalities of seven different boys it would be an inevitable difficulty to work for them. However, it would be deemed even harder to distance oneself once they grow an unyielding attachment and strong fondness over the treasure they're reluctant to share. (Y/n) would unfortunately need to deal with each one of their problems along with coping with her own in order to find the hope and motivation she requires. She never thought they would bound her down by her own morals and needs. - Cover Made By: ForeverAwesome1997 Non of the images used are mine and they all belong to their respective owners. Warning: The story will include sensitive themes and subjects that will try and be handled with the upmost respect and accuracy. I am opening myself up for criticism and will adjust any descriptions if necessary. With that said, enjoy the story.
Infatuation (Yandere Boys x Reader) by MaskCover
Infatuation (Yandere Boys x Reader)
MaskCover
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After six new boys meet (Y/n), they begin an unhealthy obsession over the female and soon take it too far. There's not much chance of her escaping their thoughts or hands but she's definitely going to try when she's had enough.
I Am Plague by PaperMars
I Am Plague
PaperMars
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Cain Luther is mad. Truly, voluntarily mad. He's obsessed with mutilation, creation, and absolute discovery. His goal is to create a chemical that the government will fear. To create something that the American people want more than anything else. A chemical to rid all of life's problems. He's willing to die for this experiment, and little do they know; he is. Cain is addicted to injecting himself with the deadly failures his studies produce. His body is quickly falling apart, as his bones have become so brittle you could break them with no effort at all. His eyesight is dimming each day, he'll soon be blind, and his muscles are so weak, he doesn't have the strength to carry himself most days. He is a walking test subject. His body struggled to hold life. Doctors warn he will die in no less than a year if he keeps this up. So can Ophelia Alvarado, a college student who just so happens to be his roommate, have what it takes to save Cain from voluntary suicide? Can she save him from his own man-made plague?
paraphernalia by keloidal
paraphernalia
keloidal
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pretentious poetry. FOREWARNING: this was written over three years. my style changes dramatically, as does everything else. quality of pieces varies.
Nodoka and The Inevitable | ohshc by verahoney
Nodoka and The Inevitable | ohshc
verahoney
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Nodoka Kitagawa's been stuck at sea for as long as she can remember. Paddling and rowing without a clue, without a home to find, she's bound to drown soon enough. But he makes sure that she won't. Amid the harsh waves, Kyouya Ootori finds her and helps her get back on her feet. Though this isn't to say that he made sailing a lot smoother. If anything, he made the boat topple over a million times. Nodoka Kitagawa realizes that it's worth it. ➸ "Written Conversations" ➸ 2nd Place in the AnimeWattyAwards (OHSHC Category) ➸ 1st Place Best Cover in the AnimeWattyAwards ➸ 3rd Place Best Title in the AnimeWattyAwards ➸ #310 in Fanfiction (11/04/2017)
Run for your Life [JudalXReader] by Sindaddy
Run for your Life [JudalXReader]
Sindaddy
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  • Parts 4
*slow clapping*
The Funeral Style by PaperMars
The Funeral Style
PaperMars
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  • Parts 49
"If they aren't pretty when they are dead, then why bother keeping the bodies in my cemetery? Just burn them. Burn all of them, and give me the charming ones." I laughed at how psychotic he sounded; or even how psychotic he was."You're young, why do you even own your own cemetery? That can't even be legal." "Why bother concerning yourself over my affairs? This cemetery-" he quickly corrected himself, "My cemetery is the most luxurious and ravishing of them all." He bent down, and began to whisper in my ear, "And I know, that you, my lamb, understand my funeral style, don't you?"