Storms: Tadashi Hamada x Reader
It was kind of raining on and off here, so I got the idea for this. Enjoy!
You once again let out an involuntary yelp as another loud clap of thunder shakes your window after the flash of light appears.
“Are you sure, you’re okay?” you hear Tadashi’s voice coming from your cell phone, which is pressed tightly to your ear.
Letting out a shaky breath, you have to take a moment to calm yourself down before you can respond. “Yeah… I’m fine.”
You can practically see him frown. “No, you’re not,” he responds, detecting the hitch in your voice that gives away how scared you really are.
You can hear how worried he is about you by the tone of his voice. It creates a pang in your chest to know that you’re causing him trouble. “Don’t worry so much, Tadashi. I’m okay, honestly,” you tell him, you voice a little stronger this time. You’re currently c
Hiro Hamada x Reader: Shaky Science
You grumbled under your breath bitterly, trying to gather up all your torn and scattered blueprints and sketches that littered your "lab". Thanks to your good-for-nothing brat of a cat, three years worth of research and ideas for new inventions that along with some of the research were gone. And the thing that hit you the hardest with sadness and rage, was a blueprint that you and your best friend made together, Hiro Hamada.
You've known each other since you were in preschool. While the other kids made their macaroni necklaces, you and Hiro were making DNA strands. That's how you became best friends, showing off your smarts to the rest of your class. But unlike Hiro, you stayed in high school while he graduated at age thirteen. Why? During your middle school years, you were slowly unable to hold anything still, your hands shaking like miniature earthquakes. It wasn't Parkinson's Disease but it was close enough to it and it left doctors stumped. The shaking made you work at a frus
Halloween 2: Hiro Hamada x Reader
This one takes place four years after the movie.
Highly recommend you read Part One:
“Oh! I like this one!” you say as you grab the costume that is packaged up into its plastic bag off of the rack. The picture on the front shows a model wearing the costume.
Hiro sighs in exasperation from next to you. “Weren’t you already Little Red Riding Hood for Halloween once?” You had dragged him out of his house so he could go costume shopping with you, but like every year, he had no interest in doing so. You were trying to find a costume to wear to your friend’s Halloween party. You were also trying to figure out a way to get Hiro to agree to go with you, because so far the 18 year old was pretty adamant in wanting to stay home for the holiday.
You shrug a shoulder and begin to head for the changing rooms, “That was forever ago, we were
Male Encounters: Hiro Hamada x Reader
Sequel to Female Encounters: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Female-Encounters-Hiro-Hamada-x-Reader-506931682
Warning: Contains content that is mildly inappropriate. It's meant to be more funny than anything else, but I felt the need for a warning anyways. There's nothing explicit or overtly mature, but it might make you blush if you're particularly sensitive. I'd probably still rate this like PG-13 or something.
“Hey, Cass!” you greet as you enter the café.
She looks up from the costumer that she was ringing up and smiles. “Hey, (Name)! Hiro’s still up in his room getting ready. Feel free to head up there yourself.”
You nod and begin to navigate your way through the chairs and tables to get to the back, “Thanks!”
You make your way upstairs, glancing at all the family photos hanging on the wall as you do. When you get up to Hiro’s bedroom, you notice his bathroom d
Animation: Tadashi x Reader
You watch the recorded video on your cell phone for the hundredth time, for some reason hoping for a better outcome. However, just like before, the jerk that had been standing in front of you at the time that you filmed this, steps in front of your camera, and completely blocks off what you had been filming. With an irritated huff, you press the button to turn off the screen of your phone and toss it onto the table. You pull out your ear buds as well; the soft buzzing that fills the café now entering your ears. You sigh tiredly and rub your forehead.
You pick up your drawing notebook and flip through the first several pages. Going through it fast enough, you can see the animation piece come to life. However, it doesn’t last very long, before the pages become blank. You only have about a quarter of the notebook filled and you only have two more weeks to fill the rest of it. Unfortunately for you, the only reference you have for
Physical Rewards || Therapist!Levi x Reader || AU
“I am so sorry!” Eren cried for the thousandth time, jumping back from your bed, as your [e/c] eyes darkened, glaring at the dark brown haired boy, whose hands were raised in defence.
You muttered a curse and a promise to kill him, as Hanji entered, rather sheepishly. “So well uh [Name], you know, sorry,” she laughed, sitting down on the sofa adjacent to your bed.
“It’s all your fault!” You hissed, nearly screaming at your friend.
Ah, yes, of course it was.
Precisely three hours ago, you had been asleep in bed, snuggled amongst your warm blankets, head resting on your soft fluffy pillow.
And yet, you earned the misfortune of being dragged out of bed by Hanji, who wanted your help in her little ‘experiments’ in her lab just outside of town.
Your sleepy state simply nodded, standing as a bucket full of water was placed on your head, before your friend ordered you to run several laps around
Jeff the Killer x Reader
~Jeff's Point of View~
"I have a job for you" Slender spoke up from where he sat at his desk, shuffling and organizing the numerous papers spread over it. He turned his blank face towards Jeff as the boy stepped inside his makeshift office, his voice a deep rumble emanating from his general area despite his lack of a mouth. The infamous killer simply gave him a bored look, leaning against the wall as he spoke. "Yeah? What is it?" he asked, crossing his arms. Slender ignored his obvious un-interest, shrugging and continuing regardless, "Go and ask Smile Dog, I'm sure he'll tell you more about it" was all he said before going back to his paperwork. Jeff stood there a moment longer before scoffing and leaving again, "vague bastard" he muttered under his breath, making his way outside, hoping the grinning husky wouldn't be off somewhere in the woods. He stomped down the stairs, winding his way through the numerous rooms of the Creepypasta "house" and dodging the variou
Animation 2: Tadashi x Reader
Part one: http://katgirl28.deviantart.com/art/Animation-Tadashi-x-Reader-514479970
Tadashi slams the book that he had been reading closed and tosses it onto the bed beside him. With a sigh, he sits up straighter and turns to place his feet on the floor. He lets out a sigh and runs a hand through his hair. Sitting on the edge of his bed, he stares blankly at the wall, lost in thought. Unknowingly, his leg begins to bounce up and down.
"You're doing it again," Hiro states in an annoyed tone from across the room.
Tadashi turns his head to focus on his little brother, "Doing what?"
Tadashi frowns. "I'm not sulking."
Hiro doesn't even bother to look up from his computer. "You totally are."
Tadashi scoffs, "I am not. I don't even have a reason to be sulking."
"Yeah, you do. You're depressed that (Name) hasn't been in the café since last week."
This time Tadashi rolls his eyes, "I'm not depressed," he replies.
Hiro finally looks over his shoulder
Bonjour, Wanker! - England x Reader
Arthur took in a deep, fresh breath of morning air as he brushed the living room curtains aside. Light quickly breathed life into the once dull room.
It was the perfect Sunday.
With a fresh cup of Earl Grey tea in one hand, Arthur made his way outside to pick up the Daily Prophet.
The Englishman let out a yelp of surprise as his foot slid on a sticky substance. He quickly regained his balance, but the sudden movement caused the piping hot tea to fly out of the teacup and all over his clothes.
"MERLIN'S BEARD!" Arthur hissed as the hot liquid seeped through his clothes and burned his skin. He quickly glanced down for the culprit and saw a white, goopy substance.
...And no, it's not what you think!
"Ugh, bird poop." He wrinkled his nose in disgust.
And it wasn't just on his walkway, hundreds of bird poop were littered all over his lawn, house, car, and-
"Good morning Arthur!" A mint colored bunny with wings said happily as he zoomed his way towards the Brit.
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