Lanterns-Jack FrostxReader by killerninja123, literature
Literature
Lanterns-Jack FrostxReader
(y/n)=your name, (h/c)=hair color, (e/c)=eye color, (f/n)= friend's name, (f/c)=favorite color
You were hanging out with your best friend (f/n) at the park. You guys were talking about Jack and how he'll hate coming here for summer. Even though he always visited you, even at the hottest hours. (f/n) also talked about Bunny because she's dating him in his human form. You're not somehow that works since he's immortal and she's human. You thought about what happened if you and Jack dated, but you knew you have no chance since he might only like you as a friend. Besides you and (f/n) believed in Santa, Tooth Fairy, Sandman, Easter Bunny, and J
Jack Frost X Reader - Heat by GhostRain1412, literature
Literature
Jack Frost X Reader - Heat
You loved summer. You just loved heat in general, as you had grown up in Greece before you had become the guardian of Imagination. You loved the warm winds, the rainstorms, the sent of flowers, everything.
Your boyfriend, however, hated it, being Jack Frost and all.
“You have got to be the most pitiful person on the planet.” You glanced over at him when another groan escaped, pulling you from your reading for the hundredth time. Jack said nothing, only giving you a grunt.
He was lying face down on the couch (the two of you had been staying at Tooth’s place until you could find a place of your own), arm dangling off the ed
Cupid: Jack Frost x Reader by katgirl28, literature
Literature
Cupid: Jack Frost x Reader
Cupid
You stand on the roof top, looking down at your two targets. The woman is bundled up tightly against the harsh winter cold. She has on a coat, scarf, gloves and a knitted hat. Her cheeks are flushed and puffs of air can be seen leaving her lips as her warm breath crystallizes in the air in front of her. The man is walking straight toward her, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his own coat. The two have yet to see each other, but you know the moment will soon occur.
You pull a red tipped arrow from your quiver and notch it into your bow. Raising your arms, you take your sights and pull the string back. Your practiced muscles
Male Encounters: Hiro Hamada x Reader by katgirl28, literature
Literature
Male Encounters: Hiro Hamada x Reader
Male Encounters
Sequel to Female Encounters: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Female-Encounters-Hiro-Hamada-x-Reader-506931682
Warning: Contains content that is mildly inappropriate. It's meant to be more funny than anything else, but I felt the need for a warning anyways. There's nothing explicit or overtly mature, but it might make you blush if you're particularly sensitive. I'd probably still rate this like PG-13 or something.
“Hey, Cass!” you greet as you enter the café.
She looks up from the customer that she was ringing up and smiles. “Hey, (Name)! Hiro’s still up in his room get
Female Encounters: Hiro Hamada x Reader by katgirl28, literature
Literature
Female Encounters: Hiro Hamada x Reader
Female encounters
Takes place a few months after the movie.
Contains spoilers from Big Hero 6.
“(Name)? Can you please take out the trash? It’s making the kitchen smell,” your mother pokes her head into your open bedroom doorway.
You set down your book and look out your window. The image of the house across the street is distorted by all the water pelting the glass from the outside. “But it’s raining,” you protest.
She rolls her eyes. “You’ll only be out there for a few seconds, it’s not like you’re going to melt from a little water.” That
More than Friendly Encounters Hiro Hamada x Reader by katgirl28, literature
Literature
More than Friendly Encounters Hiro Hamada x Reader
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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
Bath Time: Hiro Hamada x Reader by katgirl28, literature
Literature
Bath Time: Hiro Hamada x Reader
This one has slightly mature-ish content. You and Hiro are in your late 20's though.
“(Name)?” you hear your husband call out to you as he gets home from work.
“In the kitchen,” you call back, continuing to wash the dishes.
He lets out a tired sigh as he loosens the tie around his neck and makes his was over to you. “Sorry, I’m so late. There was a small disaster in manufacturing. Luckily no one got hurt, and the damage wasn’t too severe, but there was a boat load of paperwork to do on it.” He wraps his arms around you from behind and kisses your cheek.
“I
Gummy Bears: Hiro Hamada x reader by katgirl28, literature
Literature
Gummy Bears: Hiro Hamada x reader
Gummy Bears
Warning: Fluff alert, Hiro's pervy side comes out a little, once again. Thought I might give you some warning this time, haha.
I imagine this taking place when Hiro is around 17 to 18 years old.
You were currently laying out on Hiro’s bed, your head propped up by his pillows as you read from the book you had resting against your stomach. Hiro was sitting in his desk chair, typing away at his computer. You were both caught up in your own worlds, content being next to each other and not needing to fill the air with useless chatter.
A few minutes later, you hear Hiro’s chair squeak as he leans back and
Gummy Bear Thief: Hiro Hamada x reader by katgirl28, literature
Literature
Gummy Bear Thief: Hiro Hamada x reader
“What the heck?! Where are they?” you can hear Hiro’s grumblings from the staircase as you walk up to his room. You smile to yourself, already knowing what he’s looking for.
Schooling your features, you take the last step to enter his room. “What’s wrong?” you ask, playing innocent.
He looks up from his position on the floor and halfway under his desk. When he does, he knocks his head on the edge of his desk. “Ouch!” He rubs the sore spot on his head as he crawls out and sits cross legged on the floor.
You wince at the solid thunk of his head hitting the hard desk and walk over.
Don't Cross The Time Streams! (Wilbur R. X Reader) by Miss-Union-Jack, literature
Literature
Don't Cross The Time Streams! (Wilbur R. X Reader)
Author's Note: Agh this is really crappy, I'm sorry! I tried so hard but I feel like everyone's out of character and things don't make sense, gah I'm sorry! I hope you don't hate it too much ;w;
“Wilbur, before you go back to, you know, your time, will you do me a favor?” Lewis asked, adjusting his hold on the box that held the memory scanner as Wilbur started to climb into his time machine.
“Sure thing, pop, what’d you need?”
“Would you mind checking in on my friend, __y/n__, once in a while? She’s still at the orphanage and I know that she gets lonely and I think that it’d be