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Post-Season 2 Fandom - Sherlock (BBC 2010 series) Sherlock © BBC John Watson was tidying up around the shared flat he and Sherlock Holmes lived in. Sherlock was ‘borrowing’ John’s laptop while his friend cleaned up, reading emails for new cases for the both of them. Each case Sherlock read aloud, John would ignore it at first, then respond with a half-assed answer. Sherlock didn’t like being ignored, looking up from the laptop and watching John put away books the brunette was reading last night. “Why are you ignoring me?” He asked while closing the laptop. “I’m cleaning, isn’t it ob

Post-Season 2 Fandom - Sherlock (BBC 2010 series) Sherlock © BBC John Watson was tidying up around the shared flat he and Sherlock Holmes lived in. Sherlock was ‘borrowing’ John’s laptop while his friend cleaned up, reading emails for new cases for the both of them. Each case Sherlock read aloud, John would ignore it at first, then respond with a half-assed answer. Sherlock didn’t like being ignored, looking up from the laptop and watching John put away books the brunette was reading last night. “Why are you ignoring me?” He asked while closing the laptop. “I’m cleaning, isn’t it ob

  "Hey, Cayde," You started, a bit shy because of the question you were about to ask, "What is it?" The Exo asked. His hands were rested on his tan map but his direction was towards you, "I-I... Uh..." You awkwardly cleared your throat, your eyes looking off to the side as a blush rose to your cheeks, "I have a q-question..."  Cayde hummed in acknowledgement as he motioned with his hand for you to continue. "You know how you're an Exo? I was wondering if... Like..." Cayde turned his full body to you, to show he was interested and that you had his attention one-hundred percent. "No need to be shy, Guardian. I've been asked many questions bef

“Good morning, Master~!” Japan found himself blushing despite the fact he heard the same line every time he turned his laptop on. He mumbled out a shy greeting back which just earned a huge smile in return. The boy pictured on the screen giggled before going over the plans Japan had made for the day. The AI, called (y/n) by Japan, was shown as a pretty teenager with (h/c) hair and sparkling (e/c) eyes. It had taken a few years to develop the AI and a bit longer to customize his appearance but the black haired man didn’t mind a bit. Although being called ‘master’ was an unexpected development. “...-orld c

Gaara was a monster, no the people treated him like one, so why wouldn't he feel bad, they always ran away from him when he wanted to play with the other kids, he tried to be nice, but they wouldn't even dare to speak with him. Gaara hated it and he felt pain in his heart, even his own father thought of him as no human. Why was the world so cruel to him? And when his uncle tried to kill him because his father ordered it, he changed forever. His soul broke and the true monster in him came out... Gaara had to accept the fact that he was a 'monster' and even behave like that. All villagers were afraid of him as well as his siblings. Had he to be

*Note* You are a maid at Earl Trancy's mansion Working for Earl Trancy was rather hard. He was a rather odd man who kept young boys in the basement, and me and the other maids had to take care for them. I was only eleven when his favorite boy, Jim Macken barged into the small room I shared with another maid named Hannah Anafeloz. "You, _______, Hannah." says the boy "What is it Jim?" "The master is dead. I will now go by the name Alois Trancy. Tell all the other maids that everyone must be freed and you all need to take your belongings and get out." He slams the door and starts to shout at his butler Claude. "Hannah, we are free! We can go

           “You look so adorable sitting there all alone, so very patently. Come up here and play.” Shigure waved you over and held out the pot for you. “Good luck.” He giggled as you placed your hand inside and began to search. “Why thank you Shigure.” The pot was still pretty full, so you went for a larger item. “A leek?” You scrunched up at your nose and stared at the vegetable. “What's that face about? I thought you liked vegetables.” Yuki slowly walked over to where you and Shigure were standing, a very apathetic look covering his rather pretty face. “Yuki, most people

Attention (Death The Kid x Reader) You ran through the hall, laughing wildly with tears streaming out of your eyes.  Your classmates ignored you.  This wasn’t unusual in the least.  You waved as you passed by Maka and Soul. “Cool hair,” Soul commented. You winked.  “Thanks but apparently Kid doesn’t think so!”           You ducked into the janitor’s closet and listened as someone came rushing by.  You had to cover your mouth with your hand to stifle your giggling.  After you were sure he was gone, you took a moment to fix your hair.  Long on one side, short on the other.  You had wanted to do it for

The entire ride home consisted of you hiding your neck from the world and attempting to shoo Hinata away from you, the fiery headed freshman had let his curiosity get the best of him and had not ceased an onslaught of questions. “Where did you meet the Great King? Are you two dating? How long have you been together?” Sighing for what felt like the millionth time, you finally decided to give in, beckoning him closer with your finger. The boy’s eyes lit up as he practically flew towards you, stopping just short of your face. You couldn’t breath through your nose without touching him, but it was better than having every

Author's Note: I have a prompt box here at home, and I've made it grow for the past four years. I use it to give me some ideas for a befitting plot for my one shots and fan fictions. This is going to be one of those fan fictions.    I do NOT own MARVEL or Steve Rogers (Dang it), and you, dear reader. Prompt: "You're a good friend of mine, and I won't let anything harm you. Ever." Dedicated to: MasterPeace2016 (Somehow, I can't tag you. Here's the fan fiction you've requested!) Steve grunted as the enemies shot him a barrage of bullets. It was a good thing that he covered himself with his shield in time, or else he would have been done fo