What's Allowed || Hiro Hamada x Fem!Reader
[ Author's note: This is 3 years after BH6 where Hiro & the reader are 17. ]
The Fujitas were a hard villain to catch, always managing to escape the Big Hero 6 just when their plans were thwarted. But not this time—their leader, Hiro Hamada made sure of it. It was like a cartoon, actually. The Fujitas were the recurring bad guys and he Big Hero 6 would jump into the scene to kick their butts and save the day. However, 6 went down to 1 when Hiro personally chased them down.
Since their debut as a team, the members have all individually grown physically and mentally. Especially Hiro, still an adolescent subject to puberty. However, this wasn’t a bad change, just the opposite. The small boy had grown into a physically fit, not to mention handsome, young man. He often was seen on the back of Baymax but his improved martial art and acrobatic skills made him a formidable opponent on the ground.
The three kunoichi had slipped th
Wally X Reader ~ Anonymous Sweetheart"Nothing could rival the sweetness of your heart, but I tried to make something anyways... Please accept this gift from me. Signed, Anonymous" You read, opening a small box of chocolates. There were four different kinds of the treat, with two of each. All of them were beautifully decorated and smelled heavenly.
It was February, but in Hoenn it was never cold. Snow was a rare sight, as with this year. But more important than the weather was the holiday that came with the second month of the year.
Yes, Valentine's Day.
Every year before now, you never got any gifts. Not from secret admirers, at the very least. Receiving one now made your heart skip in excitement. Who could it be from? You could only guess... Maybe...?
The very thought made you blush like a little girl.
A few days later, another gift arrived at your doorstep.
"Just as these flowers, my love for you grows... Please accept this gift from me. Signed, Anonymous." You read aloud from the small white card, which was attached to
Human!Charizard x Reader
Charizard liked things hot. (Name) liked things cold. Charizard liked his tea and coffee hot. (Name) preferred them iced. On cold days Charizard would enjoy a nice mug of hot chocolate. (Name), though, would rather have a bowl of ice cream. Charizard watched (name) eat (fav/ice cream) happily. He sighed. "I don't see how you can eat that in this freezing weather," he said. (Name) shrugged and replied with, "I don't see how you can't." Charizard rolled his blue eyes.
He took a sip of his tea and continued to watch the (h/c) girl. 'How? It's snowing outside, and she's just sitting there eating the frozen treat!' Charizard shivered at the thought. The two were complete opposites. Yet, they were the perfect team. They have never lost a battle when Charizard was a Pokemon, and even now they don't. Though, Charizard has noticed something strange about his cold-loving trainer.
She has been acti
Gijinka!Zapdos x Paralyzed!Reader: Love has Wings
(y/n) pulls out her poke ball and released her Pokémon, Swoobat, who flies back to the forest, where she belongs. You look up at the sky and began to cry and you look down at the wheel chair you are on. Yes, you are paralyzed, you became paralyzed after a battle you had with Team Rocket Grunt, his Onix, slammed its tail to the ground making you fly high and land on your back, damaging your spinal cord.
As you were discharge from the hospital trainers keep saying things behind your back, like
“She can’t do Pokémon battles like.” Or
“How is she going survive, she can’t even run.” This made you so depressed you just want to end it all. You were at a large cliff, and the ocean at the bottom with rocks. You look at the darkening sky. You always wanted to fly, but Swoobat was too small, you had to release her so she won’t see you like this ever again.
You began to move the wheels of the wheelchair and closer and closer to the edge of the cl
Neku Sakuraba x Reader : The GameYou walked down the busy streets of Shibuya, the smells from various cafes and sounds from chattering teens reaching your ears, as well as the colorful clothing many people wore. Passing the 104 tower, you hurried your stride to walk to the crossing.
"Oh!" you bumped into someone and fell flat on your butt.
rubbing your head you looked up, to see a group of girls talking to each other casually, seeming to not notice they just completely bowled you over.
"Geez.... girls these days...." You muttered, standing up and dusting yourself off.
But just as soon as you stood up again, you were once again bowled over by something very fast and very red. You flew into a wall, hitting it with a grunt. There was a small cut on your side, and when you looked up, a ......frog? frogs with strange red markings all over were jumping around. the strange thing is that none of the people around you took notice, and the frogs seemed to only have you in mind for lunch. crouching, and taking in the
Neku x Reader: Tourist Troubles
You do your best not to bump into another passerby as your head bobs from the map in your hands to the tall buildings and twisting streets before you. Committing the area to memory is turning out to be more difficult than you anticipated.
It’s your first time in Shibuya, the hottest shopping district in Tokyo. You had known coming here would be quite a change in atmosphere, but you’d never predicted to step into another world entirely.
Skyscrapers and buildings reach into the sky, flashing with lights and advertisements. Shops and windows line the streets, which are bustling with hundreds – maybe thousands of people, all with their own story: all unique.
As of this moment, you’re paying more attention to your map than the sights around you, trying to memorize the area. It’s not that easy when you’re walking against a current of people and have no idea where you’re going. With a sigh, you fold your map away and decide to wander about, hoping to
[PKMN] Maxie X Reader: Because You Look Cute “Bring it, lava boy~!” You hummed with confidence, standing off across from the red-haired man Maxie in his base, flashing a sly look at him as well.
“Rrgh, I’m not going easy on you _______.” Maxie growled in response, fumbling for his last pokéball as he returned his Crobat to its own.
“That’s what you said last time. Then I kicked your ass.” You chuckled, sticking your tongue out.
Maxie growled with annoyance at your comment, a vein popping out in response to his annoyance. “That was the past! I will not let those events repeat!” He yelled with insistence, hurtling out the pokéball that held his beloved Camerupt, releasing it onto the field.
“You said that last time too, but of course, you lost, just like the past eight times~” You mumbled under your breath. Laughing silently at his determination. “Whatever you say, boss~!
Gardens [Punk!Eren|Reader] Modern AUWarning: Mentions of anxiety.
Pushing the white sunhat out of your eyes you sat back on your knees and admired your work. Lush hues of greens sprouted from the freshly matted soil, tiny tomato vines started their ascension up the metal rods stuck in the ground, petite discolored melons and watermelons sat leisurely above the soil soaking in the nutrients from the sun. The mature part of the garden to your right had blossomed abundantly, vibrant yellow and orange tulips swayed in the gentle breeze next to the neighboring pink and white daisies.
When your psychiatrist suggested gardening as a stress and anxiety reliever you almost walked out on the spot. It seemed ridiculous that sitting in wet dirt coated in heavily scented fertilizer would ease your anxiety but the idea of being medicated the rest of your life didn’t sound so pleasant either. It turned out to be beneficial in more ways than one, along with the added calmness it saved you money and fresh fruit and vegeta
Secret Sky - Kitsune!Levi x Reader
Your bare feet crunched almost melodically against the dried twigs and leaves fallen from trees scattered around you, their branches groaning and creaking in the light breeze. Moonlight washed over your pathway, leaving a clear trail for you to pick your way across. Your long sleeved shirt blew waves across your stomach, tickling cooled skin as you trudged on. Though your shorts bade no comfort against the dropping temperatures, you ignored the ripples of goosebumps gathering over your unprotected flesh.
Your home itself was designated out in the wilderness, and you had taken it upon yourself to take a walk in the late night due to a heavy, restless case of boredom. There was nothing more stifling than the overbearing warmth and compact confinements of your log cabin in your overactive state.
So it drew you here, among the pine trees, weaving passed their weathered trunks, over small bubbling streams, and familiar landmarks engraved in your practiced routes. Nothing could deter you fro
Too Kawaii. [Naruto x Reader]
Kawaii! [Naruto x Reader]
You cuddled against Naruto, Your head falling on his chest.
Your eyes felt heavy, Leading you to a deep sleep.
Naruto chuckled, Hearing your deep breathing.
He stroked your (h/c) hair softly, Until a lightbulb appeared above his head, He had an idea.
He laid you down on the soft couch, Making you stirring a bit.
He gazed at your beautiful face, 'She's so kawaii~' He mentally squealed.
Naruto leaned forward, Before placing soft kisses to your neck.
You squeaked in your sleep, Before slowly fluttering your eyes open.
He was still sending kisses, "N-Naruto! What are you doing?!"
"You looked so kawaii when you were sleeping, How could I resist~" He grinned, Pecking your nose.
You blushed madly, Pouting cutely.
"_____-chan! Stop it! You're too kawaii~" He wrapped his arms around you.
You turned to face him, Cupping his cheeks, Before placing a soft kiss on his lips.
He smirked in the kiss, Tracing your bottom lip with his tongue.
You opened immediately, His pink mu
DragonKnight!PrussiaXSlayer!Reader FinalTen years pass and Slayers seem to be closer to ridding the world of Dragons. Their hold on the world swindling greatly each day and you were proud to be one of the Slayers.
You recently graduated a year ago and were now a full pledged Slayer and the first woman as well. It was one of the proudest days of your life as you received your armor from the elder Slayers, standing in front of all the Slayers. You only wished your father and mother could see you right now.
But then something happened. A Slayer, one of your own, betrayed your order and was followed by many others. They broke their vows and allied themselves with the dragons, turning the tide of many battles.
They called themselves Dragon Knights and were now a bigger threat than the dragons. You felt nothing but hate for these traitors and hoped that you can soon join the battles and put them in their place.
“________.” You guardian called you as he returned to your home. You were sharpening your new sword and looke
England X Reader ~Elementary, My Dear Watson~
The crumpled ball of paper was tossed to the wastebasket, and rolled around the rim of the waste bin before dropping in, joining ten other balled up story ideas and even more torn up papers. The pencil that hovered over your paper began to furiously scribble over the crude chicken scratch, making it illegible for anyone else who even attempted to decipher it.
You exhaled out of your nose, eyebrows furrowing as you glared down at the paper, impartial to your distress, and your gaze flew to the other paper that was the only one uncrumpled in the past half hour, though you were seriously considering it. You picked it up, and your eyes flew over the title in its old Edwardian Script, and couldn’t help but sigh again.
"So you think you can write? Join the Sherlock Holmes Mystery Competition, where you place the sleuth in a mystery only the great Holmes could solve! Winners will receive a one-hundred fifty dollar prize and be featured in the National Writer’s Association Magaz
It's All About Us (Princess!Reader x England)
Take my hand, I'll teach you to dance.
I'll spin you around, won't let you fall down.
Would you let me lead? You can step on my feet.
Give it a try, it'll be alright
"But, I don't even know how to dance" you mumble, looking down with an embarrassed expression. "And that is why I signed you up for lessons. Did you learn nothing from them, ___?" your father sternly spoke, narrowing his eyes just a bit.
"A proper young lady needs to know how to dance elegantly"
Yeah, yeah, yeah. A proper young lady needs to know everything. You got that established already. But maybe you weren't a proper lady. Who cares? You didn't ask for such a duty. You often dreamed of leaving this place and having a simple life. But, sadly, you were the only child and had the duties of becoming the next heir.
"Tomorrow's the ball. You will have to find a husband by the end of the night. You'd best practice dancing now than" your father spoke, scowling. Your mother on the other hand, si
Hetaliaxreader the memory tapes
You were busy cleaning your bedroom up dusting, cleaning, tidying and everything else.
You peaked your head under your bed and found a really old, dusty box with a label on it that you couldn't make out what it said. You raised an eyebrow and pulled it out from under the bed. You blew the dust of the box and rubbed it with your palm, then you looked at the label and used your finger to wipe the dirt off.
You got closer to read it and it said 'memory box' in children's writing your eyes widen in surprise. You opened the box to surprises;
You found old pictures of you and World 8, Nordic 5, Baltic trio and many more when you were 6 or 5 years old when you and the nations were children.
But one picture caught your eye, you picked up a picture of you with the World 8. Your eyes focused on the Chibi version of you. In the picture you had on a (f/c) sun dress, white knee high socks and black mary jane shoes and your hair was in (f/hs) (A.K.A favorite hair style). I
Remaining Unexpressed Pirate!EnglandxReader He was a pirate captain, and a damn good one at that. He was meant to be callous and blood thirsty, according to the multiple stereotypes that were often given to men like him. He was meant to be a terror on the seas, however he was not meant to fall in love.
When he looked at you, looked at that smirk that curled up on your lips whenever you caught his gaze, he began to think that maybe you had intently planned for this all to happen in the way it did. You made him softer than he really should be considering his profession. You made him forget just how harsh he was supposed to be most of the time, and you tended to make him smile. Damn you.
Arthur took a deep breath, looking up into the pitch black sky, trying to clear his head. The skies were almost unnaturally clear tonight, a crescent moon just barely giving some hints of light to see by, and as the ship bobbed on the ocean's waves this particular pirate couldn't help but find himself again thinking about you.
Priceless (Kyoya Ootori X Reader)A/N: OK so yesterday I saw the movie Paper Towns and it inspired me to write a FanFic somewhat similar to the story line but not quite so don't worry there's no spoilers at all. Also there's a small warning: Mild Cursing. I hope you enjoy this FanFic I literally worked on it for hours. Also, I noticed there's no comments, now I'm not going to force you to write one, I probably wouldn't even be able to, but don't be afraid to write one. I won't threaten anyone or anything like that, I like making friends! So yeah. Enjoy! ^•^
You are (y/n). A normal girl. Normal height. Normal weight. Normal hair. The list could go on and on, but there was something oddly satisfying you were able to give off. Just because your exterior was a normal girl didn't mean your interior was just as normal. You were adventerous. You took risks. And you didn't care what anyone said. You were you.
This is what drew Kyoya to you.
How could you be so happy in life with no money?
That's right, you heard co