Better then Cake (11th Doctor x Reader One Shot)You looked up from your book with narrowed eyes, it was quiet- Too quiet. You got up to investigate, wandering through the halls of the Tardis until you could hear a cacophony of clanging and mumbling coming from a room that you recognized as the kitchen.Better then Cake (11th Doctor x Reader One Shot) by TheBeethatHums
You quietly leaned on the doorway to watch the events happening within. You were a permanent companion to the Doctor, at least that was how he put it as his didn’t like labels, and it meant you pretty much expected whatever antics he was bound to get himself into. Right now that would be cooking something of some sort.
He was waving his hands around above his head, a whisk in one, and was covered in what looked to be a combination of flour and cocoa powder. You couldn’t help but grin as he twirled and almost toppled over, recovering only to spill the contents of the bowl he was working on all over the counter. He was an awkward, over enthusiastic goof but he was your goof and you loved him with all your heart.
Darkest Heart -Brendon Urie x Reader- 7"It's good to be back!"Darkest Heart -Brendon Urie x Reader- 7 by UselessToasterWaffle
Brendon sighed out in happiness, as he swung open the doors and walked inside of the bar, as Sarah and I followed closely behind.
The bartender shouted, as all the people that were inside turned their attention to Brendon.
"It's Brendon Urie!"
Everyone cheered, and applauded, and the man of the hour bowed graciously, and smiled whole heartedly.
Someone called out from the end of the bar.
Sarah's ears perked up slightly, as she looked around to try and find the one who spoke her name.
"Right HERE girl!"
Once her eyes laid onto the figure, she chuckled.
"Natasha! Hey! What are you doing here?"
Sarah asked, as she made her way over to her friend, leaving Brendon and I alone in the middle of the bar.
"Looks like your wife ditched us."
I joked, as I nudged his arm in a playful manor.
"Don't worry, it happens almost every time we go out."
He said, as he frowned slightly while looking at his wife who was conversing with a friend.
My eyes widene
Darkest Heart -Brendon Urie x Reader- 6"(y/n)! You made it!"Darkest Heart -Brendon Urie x Reader- 6 by UselessToasterWaffle
Sarah, Brendon's wife, exclaimed as (y/n) stood in the entry way of the front door with a soft smile.
"I wouldn't miss this for the world."
She said with a warm chuckle, as she walked into the house, Sarah closing the door behind her.
"We thought about it for a while, and decided to just have a quiet dinner, just the three of us. Then we will plan a real party some other day."
Sarah explained, as (y/n) say herself down on the living room sofa.
"Alright, sounds like a plan."
(y/n) responded, as she sighed while stretching out her arms.
"You look beautiful tonight."
(y/n) looked up at Sarah and smiled widely.
"You think so?"
"Yea! You look like a gothic Lolita doll!"
She expressed, as (y/n) looked down at her attire and giggled slightly.
"Charming as ever, Sarah."
The two then shared a nice big hearted laug.
"Hey! Babe? Is (y/n) here yet-"
Brendon stopped, as he reached the bottom of the stairs and noticed his friend sitting down.
He chuckled warmly, a
Bundle of Joy. (Sherlock x Reader) It had been a year since you took 'Holmes' as your last name. You were 6 months pregnant, and Sherlock was doing his damn best to keep you out of cases, well, you and the baby. He said it was to keep you safe. You always thought it was because he thought you had pregnancy brain and it would blow your tiny, hormonal mind. The condescending was something you were used to. But this baby was supposed to make you feel closer to your significant other, but you haven't felt so far away from Sherlock... It was like he was in a completely different world.Bundle of Joy. (Sherlock x Reader) by Loveysweet43
You had snapped the day you came back from the store. Mrs. Hudson had helped you up the stairs as you had once for her, she helped you carry the groceries, and when you opened the door, Sherlock wasn't the one that rushed over you with the groceries, it was John. In fact, he didn't only not help you, he didn't look up when he said;
"Leave, (Y/N), we aren't done yet,"
You had narrowed your