Manidushi

‘’Don’t leave me alone, please. I need you!’’ Diana cried while holding her best friend’s hand. ‘’Don’t leave me!’’ Doctors were running back and front to save the teenage girl. ‘’I will never leave. I love you way too much, silly.’’ Jenna chuckled and caressed Diana’s cheek. ‘’This is not the good time for jokes. You’re dying!’’ Diana sobbed and some tears came on Jenna’s bed. ‘’Don’t cry, boo. Let’s take one more selfie before I’m going to Heaven.’’ Diana grabbed her ph

Adult!Phineas Flynn X Adult!Reader: Marry Me? (One-Shot) This has nothing to do with my Phineas X Reader series, if you want to read my Phineas X Reader series then there is a link in the description. You walked out of your room in your favorite (favorite color) pajamas at about midnight. Walking in the kitchen of your small house you opened the fridge in search of something specific. “Hey (Name)?” Hearing your name being called you picked up the thing you were looking for, turned around and closed the fridge door with a swift movement of your feet. “Yes Phineas?” You asked sweetly, blinking your large eyes innoce

Not Shy Anymore Warning: Contains some mild fluff You glare up at the bag of coffee beans sitting innocently on the top shelf.  Hiro, the little rascal, had hidden the step ladder that morning and then ran off, doing who knows what.  The café was running low on coffee and Aunt Cass asked you to ground a new batch of beans.  The only thing standing in your way is the fact of your vertically challenged nature. Placing a hand on the shelf at eye level with you, you use it to try to balance yourself as you lift onto your tip toes.  You reach your other hand out, stretching it as far as it will go.  Your fingers bar

So, since I already have a fluff of Hiro x Reader, I thought it was time I make another Tadashi x Reader and make it at fluff for you guys lol. It's been a few months since you started dating Tadashi, within those short few months you've seen quiet a few sides of the Hamada. You've seen him get frustrated, depress, even dominant at times; of course this wasn't shown til a few short weeks ago. Recently you and Tadashi had started becoming more intimate with each other. What once was sweet innocent cuddling, turned into a heated moment between you and him, feverishly kissing and pressing against each other. It was times like this Tadashi showe

Hiro groaned for the third time and flopped his face into his pillows. Tadashi looked over the edge of his magazine at his eighteen-year-old brother. He already had a feeling he knew what the problem was. "What's the issue?" Tadashi asked casually. "Hmmhmm." "Hiro, take your face out of the pillow." "Nothing," he said as he popped up. Tadashi rolled his eyes. "Trouble with (Y/N)?" "…Not really," he hesitated. "Are you in a fight with her?" Tadashi asked as he set down his magazine. Hiro sat up and sighed. "No." "So you're just still brooding then?" The elder Hamada asked. Hiro sighed again and shifted uncomfortably. "Have you tr

You blinked your eyes carefully. You reached up and rubbed the morning crust out of your eyes. As you looked around at the fuzzy posters and blurry pictures, you blindly reached for your glasses. While you weren’t entirely blind without your glasses, you did need them daily. Without them, things were hard to make out, and all of the fuzziness gave you a headache sometimes. You grabbed the expensive accessory and slid them onto your face. It was as if the whole world had suddenly become HD. You glanced over at your phone. 'Saturday, seven a.m.,' it read. "Oh I don’t think so," you chuckled. You took your glasses back off and rolle

Hiro pushed more boxes up against the door. You tried your best to help by throwing smaller objects like coats or toys into the pile against the door. "I think that'll do," the six-year-old genius said. You smiled at your best friend. When he smiled back, you couldn’t help but feel your cheeks turn red. "Do you think they’ll let me stay with you?" you asked shyly. Hiro nodded. "Of course! They can't get past this! And if they can't get past this fort then they can't take you away from me!" Hiro declared. You smiled and nodded. "You're right!" Today was your last day in San Fransokyo. You father had gotten a new job in Florida,

That stupid crazy hair, those wandering brown eyes, and that cocky grin all had your glare hardening. You were slowing watching the self-proclaimed genius named Hiro Hamada walk into the labs. The boy was your biggest rival on campus. You didn’t understand where his cocky and disgusting behavior towards you came from. You were certain it was because of who you were. Originally, you and Hiro were both at the top of the botfighting ring just two years ago. You had begun your hatred for the boy back then. He was just so arrogant and so ignorant when he fought that you couldn’t stand him. He had more than once stolen your winnings ri

You were flopped on your bed, staring at the ceiling and giving occasional sighs. Ever since you'd gotten home from school a few hours ago, you'd been laying on your bed alone. Your parents were out of town for the weekend, leaving just before you got home. So now you could spend all weekend laying here in bed, doing absolutely nothing except sulking about your high school day. Your phone interrupted your moody mental session. You looked over and decided to actually pick up. "Hello?" "Hey, (Y/N), do me a favor," you heard from the other side. The voice was clearly Hiro, one of your closest friends. "I think I left my notebook at your house

Previous Part: Male Encounters --> http://katgirl28.deviantart.com/art/Male-Encounters-Hiro-Hamada-x-Reader-516986847?ga_submit_new=10%253A1425855589&ga_type=edit&ga_changes=1 Contains mildly mature content, but honestly this is the more pg version. I made a slightly more adult version and put it on my tumblr. “It’s gotten kind of quiet over there.  How’s it going?” Hiro asks you from his computer chair. You’re sitting on his bed, your advanced biology text book in front of you as you work on your homework.  “Still working on homework, Hiro.  Not everyone can finish a week’s worth of

(soulmate!au ; you have your soulmate’s first words on your wrist) You had to admit. The older you got, the less and less the tattoo that was dyed into your wrist meant. And to believe that on your fifteenth birthday you were so excited to finally wake up and see the words that were going to appear on your wrist that you couldn’t sleep the night before. ‘I’m so sorry, he loves water.’ That was what you had arisen to in the morning. Although you had to admit, it could be worse. Much worse. Your friend Azusa, who has yet to find her soul mate has ‘I wouldn’t go in there if I were you.’ tattooed