Working at the Carwash (TadashixReader) by daisygirl101, literature
Literature
Working at the Carwash (TadashixReader)
You stepped into the delicious-smelling café. You smiled and inhaled the sweet smell of pastries and coffee. You sat down at your favorite table and pulled out your computer, happy to get work done in a new environment. Aunt Cass came over the instant you sat down.
"(Y/N)!" she exclaimed excitedly.
"Hi Aunt Cass," you replied with a laugh.
"What brings you around? You don't want to go upstairs and grab Tadashi? You never sit down here," she began curiously. You quickly reassured her.
"Oh no, Tadashi doesn't actually know I'm here. I felt that he'd be much too distracting when I'm working on this freelance project," you explained, ges
Cuddles- Sherlock x Reader by NotAPeasant, literature
Literature
Cuddles- Sherlock x Reader
Something you had never expected Sherlock Holmes to be was a cuddler. But he was. This was something you had learned after five months into your relationship with the consulting detective. You found out just this morning, the weight of his arm around your waist, face in the crook of your neck. Your eyes opened drearily, the morning sun leaking in through the window. You turn cautiously, trying not to wake your boyfriend up. Rubbing your eyes sleepily, you watch his form. He shifts a little in his sleep when you move your arm, but continues to snooze. He hadn't been sleeping for a couple days because of a case, and the purple b
Snorkeling: Barry Allen X Reader by lore55, literature
Literature
Snorkeling: Barry Allen X Reader
The first word to reach your ears was ‘what’ followed quickly by ‘are you doing?’.
Honestly. For such a good CSI you sometimes questioned Barry’s observational skills. As far you were concerned it was very clear what you were doing.
You drew your head out of the fish tank that normally acted as your coffee table, pulling your head away from your precious Epaulette’s. Adrien and Marinette swam happily along the sandy floor of their enclosure, freshly fed. The feeding stick was still in your hand when you pushed your hair away from your eyes to see Barry Allen, standing in your doorway.
He was staring at y
Farewell (Newt Scamander X Reader) by SweetiU, literature
Literature
Farewell (Newt Scamander X Reader)
note: ok so i absolutely LOVED fantastic beasts !! i seriously recommend seeing this movie, it was amazing !!
also, this contains spoilers for the movie, so if you haven't seen it yet, you probably don't want to read this !!
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"So, I guess this is it, then..."
Standing in the harbor, with the occasional squeaks from seagulls, and a gentle breeze floating through, made you realize that some of the craziest days of your life are now over. Even as a wizard, nothing compared to the past few days of your life.
From meeting the man stood in front of you, to having to drag along a No-Maj, to see
Procrastination | Eleventh Doctor x Reader by xXSilveretteRoseXx, literature
Literature
Procrastination | Eleventh Doctor x Reader
Eleventh Doctor x Reader
Your Doctor was quite the procrastinator.
You think it’d be the opposite with the whole “protector of the universe” and “oncoming storm” and all those other big and impressive and awesome names, but no. The Time Lord had the worst tendency to leave things to the last minute—giving you a heart attack in the process—but always managed to clean up the mess before it became too big to handle and mucked everything else up. It was a good thing he pulled off saving the world so well, of course, but you couldn’t help but get a bit annoyed whenever you were in the Daleks’
Library Check-Out~Eleventh Doctor/Reader by KisstheRain272, literature
Literature
Library Check-Out~Eleventh Doctor/Reader
“It’s hard to explain how it feels, being in here,” you said, leaning against a desk, weight on your palms. The TARDIS library, with its levels and levels of shelves, practically engulfed you. You’d been working your way through it with the Doctor, learning the names of different galaxies, literary periods, and famous authors. You’d decided to start with the shelf closest to the doors and were now about three shelves over. “It’s sort of like being with you, actually.”
The Doctor looked up from a purple book with a holographic cover page. He gave you a teasing grin, hair falling into his face. &
Perfect (Benny Weir X Reader) by Miss-Union-Jack, literature
Literature
Perfect (Benny Weir X Reader)
You sighed in contentment, snuggling up to Benny as you watched Star Wars.
“You know, we should cosplay them sometime.” You suggested as Hans and Leia appeared onscreen.
Benny turned to look at you in surprise, leaning in to peck your lips.
“You’re hot and a total geek, you’re perfect.” Benny said, making you blush dark red.
“I’m not hot.” You mumbled, sticking your tongue out at him. “Or perfect.”
“Do you seriously want to fight me on this?” Benny asked, quirking an eyebrow at you.
“Yes.”
Benny narrowed his eyes at you, before suddenly his hands
Merry Christmas (George Weasley X Reader) by Miss-Union-Jack, literature
Literature
Merry Christmas (George Weasley X Reader)
You shivered as you crawled out of your warm bed, throwing on your husband’s warm wool jumper over your tanktop. You tiptoed past the bed, hoping not to wake up your husband, but alas, he woke up anyway.
“__y/n__?” George asked sleepily. “Where are you going?” George sat up now, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
“It’s Christmas! I need to go get the house ready, your family’s going to be here soon.” You said cheerfully, moving once more to exit the room.
“__y/n__, I can get the house ready. You need to rest.” George said, crossing the room and wrapping his arms around your
Thrift Shop- Laxus x Reader (Modern AU) by Purple3Panda3, literature
Literature
Thrift Shop- Laxus x Reader (Modern AU)
Thrift Shop
Laxus x Reader (Modern AU)
'Ugh.... I'm going to castrate whoever it is that thought it was a good idea to jam out at 8:30 a.m. On a Saturday no less!' (Name) thought as she crawled out of bed. Taking note of the fact that her boyfriend wasn't in bed, she grabbed her pocket-knife and cell phone from the bedside table.
'Can't be too careful, right?' She thought as she opened the door silently. As she crept down the hall of the second floor toward the stairs, she was able to make out the lyrics a bit more clearly. Stopping a foot from the stairs, (Name) clipped the knife to the waistband of her pyjama shorts when a thought occurr