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Tinkering Little Emil (Reader x Toy! Iceland)
Tinkering Little Emil
(Mrs. Clause! Reader x doll! Iceland)
A holiday story
Song(s) ‘Opus 20’ from Dustin O’Halloran (Please listen to get the spirit of the holiday’s going or else you may not get the full feeling!~)
“You know, you should throw that old toy away, I think you’ve done enough damage as it is Peter.” An English accented voice rang through a large manor.
“Nah uh! Emil is so much fun to play with, plus uncle Berwald gave him to me when I was three!” A softer version of the previous voice
Creepypasta x Half Wolf!Reader [Part 8]"I never would have thought that a girl would be good at this," BEN mumbled, tossing a handful of popcorn into his mouth. He cast a sideways glance to the young female beside him, who was staring at the TV screen with a triumphant look. "I mean, we got up to round 47," he continued. "I usually can't even get past 10."
[Your Name] turned her head and smiled happily at him. "I really like games like this," she giggled. "I've always found them really fun!"
"So have I," he commented. "And you know... We would have survived if you had just came over and revived me when I was down--"
The young girl frowned. "It's not my fault if you die every ten seconds and there's a huge-ass swarm of zombies behind me."
"Ten seconds?" BEN repeated. "I do believe that I survive longer than that."
"You died in the first round."
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT I LIKE TO DIVE DOWN STAIRCASES. IT WASN'T MY FAULT THAT THERE WAS LIKE FIVE OF THEM ZOMBIES WAITING FOR ME EITHER."
"It was rather amusing to wa
Coincidences- Bruce x Reader Chpt. 1This was officially the worst idea you had ever had. You didn’t know a thing about New York even though you’d been born here. Your parents had sent you to boarding school in England at a young age and it was there that you had grown up, gone to college, and pretty much lived your life. That’s not to say you weren’t loved or that you were abandoned, your family visited you often, but since you didn’t like to fly they always came to you.
You looked up at the buildings that towered over you ominously, it had definitely changed since then. Being lost wasn’t actually such a bad thing or well it wouldn’t be if the sky wasn’t drenching you with water that was threatening to turn into snow as the temperature crept lower.
You cursed yourself for all the mistakes you’d made today- leaving without your warm outer coat, losing your wallet at the checkpoint, letting your phone run out of batteries, pretty much this whole day was a mistake.
Observers- BBC Sherlock x Reader Chpt. 5It was only a couple of hours before John looked up from his computer to find you dozed off, pencil in hand, the activities of the day finally catching up with you. He slid the sketchbook off your lap, glancing briefly at your work- an array of sketches of him, Mrs. Hudson, the head, and quite a few of Sherlock- before setting it and the pencil on the table beside you.
You stirred when he did, groggily mumbling, “Just let me sleep here,” as you pulled yourself into a ball around your hand and shifted to rest your head on the arm of the chair.
“You could take my room.” John offered, to which you grunted and rolled so your back was to him.
He gave a half smile, ever since you were a kid you had liked to sleep curled up in an armchair because you felt safe in the small space. He covered you with a blanket and then went to bed himself, leaving you in his chair and Sherlock on the couch with his eyes closed.
Once John was gone his eyes snapped open and he examined yo
The Unknown Companion- Doctor x Reader (Chap 6)
“(Name)!” Rose’s voice rang out, “Where are you?”
(Name) had slowly wandered through the opera house when she finally heard Rose calling her. She changed directions and headed straight to the voice until she saw the face of her.... ‘friend’. She couldn’t really tell how close they were, but something nagged at her mind. It wasn’t a big issue right now, but it was still an issue all the same. Rose looked at her and smiled.
“(Name),” she sighed, “Where were you?”
“I should ask the same.” the (h/c) haired woman countered in a calm tone.
Rose laughed lightly, “Looking for you. Do you think we should leave here?”
(Name) shook her head, “No... I have a feeling he’ll be here. I don’t know when, but he’ll show up.”
Rose shrugged slightly but went with the statement, “And until then?”
“We buy tickets to the next show.”
(Name) and Rose bo
Coincidences- Bruce x Reader Chpt. 2Once you were both in the elevator and the doors had closed you pressed the button for Tony’s floor and Bruce’s heart fell. You were probably one of his many girls, he reasoned, wondering if you knew that Tony seemed to be pretty committed to Pepper.
He was about to hint at it when you calmly stated, “Jarvis dear, would you please let Tony know that I’m here?”
The AI’s voice promptly responded, “I’m sorry Miss, I’m afraid I can’t. He’s in his workshop and has asked not to be disturbed unless it is an emergency.”
You closed your eyes and let your breath out slowly, trying to calm your frustrations, “Jarvis I just got on a plane for the first time in over 20 years I think that constitutes as something worthy of disturbing him.”
“Of course Miss. I’ll let him know right away.” The voice answered just as the doors pinged open.
You sighed as you took in the layout of the floor and then strod
Coincidences- Bruce x Reader Chpt. 3While Bruce processed this, you hip bumped Tony, “Mind if I set up Eva?”
Tony grinned, “I think Jarvis would find a way to murder me in my sleep if I said no.”
“That is a fair assumption sir.” came the AI’s response.
You laughed, pulling a small tablet from your shoulder bag to flick at its screen happily.
Bruce looked between you and Tony, hundreds of questions crowding his brain, “I didn’t know that you have a sister.”
Tony gave a secretive smirk, “Not many people do. Shame really. Would you look at how adorable she is? She’s like a female version of me.”
You rolled your eyes, “I’m much prettier than you Tony.”
Your brother’s eyes narrowed, “ Because you’ve had a rough day and I am so excited that you’re here, I’m going let that one slide.
Bruce spoke up again, “How did she end up in England and not here with you?”
You answered this time, try
Kaoru's Crazy Fan Pt. 1"Thank you, come again." Rose said with a bow as an elderly couple left the diner she worked at. She had long red slender hair that twisted around and rested on her left shoulder and she wore a simple waitress outfit consisting of a black shirt with a white apron with a blue skirt with nude pantyhose and comfy flat shoes.
"Your shift is up Rose." A man yelled out behind a counter as Rose gave a long relieving sigh.
"Thanks Jim." She said whipping off her dirty apron and grabbed her purse along with something to eat. Not wanting to wait till she got home, Rose made her way into the nearby court house to watch a trial as she ate her sandwich. She slipped inside the court room and stay to the back to not draw attention to herself as she began to nibble away at her ham and cheese.
As she waited for things to get going, her mind wondered off when she would find someone special to share her time with, something to look forward to when she got home instead of a empty house. She was currently
realidad sin cadenas--Capitulo 19- Fiole - fanficcapitulo 19 : El laberinto de Marshall Lee
-¡Marshall! ¡Estás sangrando mucho!- decía una voz
todo se volvió confuso y negro , marshall sintió que un cansancio le invadía el cuerpo, pero lo que sintió que mas le pesaba , era el dolor sobre su alma.
Había una pesada presión en su pecho. Casi no podía respirar. Pensó que el dolor repentino en su corazón ya no podía ser más desgarrador de lo que ya era. Le dolía muy profundamente y no podía gritar.
entonces ,sintió una sombra que la rodeaba. Tenía miedo; intento correr por su vida, pero antes de que pudiera escapar una mano fría alcanzó su muñeca y finalmente dio un alarido.
¡ FIOOOOOOOOOOONNAAA! – gritó Marshall despertando de su pesadilla – sus mejillas estaban cubiertas de lágrimas y su pecho le dolía como nunca antes. -
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AerosolIt has been a day and a half since the crash, and I have found a cabin. In some ways, this is a relief. I don’t know if I could face another night on the mountain without shelter. Outside, a fire does no good: the heat simply travels upwards. However, this place also raises some difficult questions. I estimate that I’ve put eight miles between myself and the crash site. I don’t know if this will be enough. It Saving...
occurs to me that I don’t really know anything.
The survival manual recommends staying with the plane. It explains that this affords the best chance of rescue. It explains that the wreckage offers warmth and shade. It explains that seventy percent of pilots who stay are located within three days, while seventy percent of those who leave are
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