Object of My Affection: 2pFrancex2p!Stalker!ReaderThe Object of My AffectionWarning: Cursing, implied abuse, sex hinted and mentioned, and stalking.“I don’t think Oliver is ‘ere right now.” Said Francois.“I smell his cupcakes. Oliver has to be inside. You’re my best friend, please let me in!” You begged. “Why can you come in, but I can’t! Please, Francois! Please, let me into his house!”“I’m at Oliver’s house to prevent you from doing anything foolish.” Francois mumbled and patted your head.From the kitchen, Oliver heard you. He panicked and put down the cupcake he was decorating. The nearest exit was a window.“Oliver is...” Francois looked over his shoulder and saw Oliver climbing out of the window. “Oliver just left.”“You’re lying!” You shouted and wiped your tears away. “Just tell Oliver that I want to see him. I’ll come back in a few hours to see him
Home- BBC Watson x Reader Chpt. 7You arrived at the crime scene just as Anderson leaned over to touch the body and promptly snapped, “Don’t even think about it Anderson. Get out before your sticky fingers contaminate everything.”He looked startled by your harsh tone but you ignored it, adding, “Now," as Lestrade jabbed a thumb for him to leave and you dropped down to a crouch next to the body, eyes moving rapidly over the man and taking note of any bare skin. You stood after only a moment and looked to Lestrade, “Test any and all bare skin as well as all his clothes for traces of poison, lotion, body spray… anything that goes on the skin.”He looked at you quizzically and you hummed, “The killer was gone before he collapsed and he suspected nothing… it took some time to take effect so I thought it had to be a pill but if the right formula was applied to the skin-““It would be absorbed and make its way into the blood stream quickly but with enough of
2P AmericaXReader birthdays part 1 Info. Jason (2P America) is 21. Your 17. You two are both poor but your smart. He's part of a gang mafia thing. So often your pulled into trouble which your fine with. You were kicked out of your parents house cause they didn't like the face you loved Jason. So you live in his crappy apartment ---Jason pov I sat on the couch next to Y/n swing my bat above my shoulders. She was doing her home work again. She was so in the zone with her homework that she didn't even notice me."Babe" I tried getting her attention She looked up at me"What do you want for your birthday" I asked"Nothing, I'm happy with what I have" she said going back o the book I sighed. I only have week till she's 18. Maybe she wants to goto college but knows I can't help her with that one. I could get et some girls shit, nah a gift card will due. No that's saying I don't know a fuck about her. She flipped the page of the text book. This irratated me. She knows she can't goto college
Home- BBC Watson x Reader Chpt. 5John found himself waiting for you to catch up with him for a change when you got to St. Bart’s and watching you look up to the roof with a trembling lip he knew the reason for your sudden hesitation. You shook your head and focused on the ground before striding forward and past him, either expecting him to follow or not caring if he did. You hated that place, it sent shivers down your spine- better to be out of there as quickly as possible.You slowed when you reached the morgue, taking a deep breath before pushing the door open and stepping through with John following you. Molly’s head shot up from her work and you gave her an awkward little wave and a tiny smile, “Hey… I need to see the bodies and the tox reports for the mystery killer case.”She offered you a sympathetic smile, “Lestrade called. I’ve got them all ready for you.”You just nodded, following her to look at the bodies when she beckoned, trying to stifle a weary sigh. Tal
BBC Watson x Reader Chpt. 20- Date nightYou were in a much better mood and the tea had perked you up enough for you to be your normal self, maybe not as bouncy but close. You waltzed in the door happily calling out a greeting as you set the tray on the table, “I’m back. Mrs. Hudson sent tea and goodies.”Sherlock accepted the cup you gave him without a word, still giving you the silent treatment, and you spun to look for John. He walked through the door just as you twirled, startling slightly at your sudden energy, and you grinned a wide grin as you looked him over, “You're going out on a date.”“Yes, with the girl from the coffee shop, Helen.” He confirmed, though he was almost certain you already knew.You clapped your hands together lightly, “Right then. You most certainly are not wearing that.”Grabbing his sleeve, you tugged him back off to his room as he protested, “What’s wrong with what I’ve got on?”You didn’t answer pushing him ligh
Harry Potter x Supernatural x Reader Chapter 5Harry Potter x Supernatural x Reader Chapter 5For a moment, after Ginny had woken up, she thought that everything that had happened was simply a dream – like she had many mornings before after she’d found out about Ron’s betrayal, Dumbledore’s manipulations and Harry’s family.Sadly, the sunshine streaming through the window of her own room at Grimrauld place informed her that it was actually reality. As she threw back the covers of her bed, she thought back to what had happened the previous night.Hermione and Castiel seemed to connect really well and both Sirius and Ginny had excused themselves after realising that Hermione and Castiel’s conversation could go on for a while. Ginny sighed as she walked down the stairs after taking a shower and hearing Mrs. Black’s oh-so-kind-remarks about the inhabitants in her house.People thought that she was tough due to the fact that all her other siblings were boys but that wasn’t comp
SherlockxReader Not so Boring part 1SherlockxReaderNot so Boring part 1Sherlock sat in his chair, tapping his fingers repeatedly. John sipped his tea trying to ignore the tune Sherlock tapped into his chair. It was similar to one of the tunes he played on the violin, but that didn’t make it any less annoying. “Would you stop that?” John said a little fed up.“I’m bored John.” Sherlock said straight-faced but annoyed.John huffed in defeat. He already knew he could not win this. A month without a case made hisflat-mate restless.‘BZZZZ BZZZZ’ Sherlock grabbed his phone with haste. He jumped up from his seat, pulled on his coat and scarf, and grabbed John, causing his to drop his cup of tea, before rushing out the door. The tea cup shattered.“That was my favorite cup!” John said angrily.He was ignored of course. “Lestrade has a case.” Sherlock practically tossed John in a cab.The two arrived at the scene promptly. It was a simple white house. Tho
Papa!RussiaXReaderXBoyfriend!France ~Request~~Napoleon Complex~Edited ~ 7/9/2015 Sitting and listening to the bickering between the nations was a daunting task, but your father had insisted that you come with him today. Since you had managed to skip the last three meetings, you really couldn't think of an excuse to not come to this one. So now here you sat, waiting for this to come to an end. Well, there was really a deciding factor that helped make your decision for you - it was being held in France. You had always loved to take in the sights of this warm and loving country - the people, the food, the sheer culture of it all. It was something different from the snow and cold of your father's house in Russia.
Our little talks ~ Chapter 1 (Castiel x Reader)“That’s it, now go to bed. Alan will be home soon, so you must be in bed.”Carrie pushed ________ to her bedroom door.“Night Auntie” the toddle whispered as she opened her door.“Good night child”________ gently closed her bedroom door and changed in to the (F/C) nightie her Aunt gave her. She quietly hummed a lullaby she heard during a cartoon on TV and kneeled next to her bed.“Hello God? It’s me, ______. I just wanted to say hi and tell you how my day was. I went with Auntie to the store today. It was fun, she bought me a teddy. I named him Jimmy, after my friend. You remember me telling you about him right? I miss him. I don’t have anyone to play with now. But that’s ok, we have each other don’t we? I just wish you could send an angel to play with me….For five minutes would be great! But if you can’t, that’s okay! I know how busy you are.” She said and quickly added “Thank you.