This book is basically a collection of oneshots from story ideas I just happened to get randomly of a Male Reader x Random Female Character.
Since this is a smaller project, I won't put too much effort into this; I'll also use this as an experiment...
(Y/n) had never been much for gifts, especially not the kind his eccentric Aunt liked to give. She had always been the oddball in the family, the type who collected old, strange things, and it was a running joke in the family that anything she gifted was cursed.
So when he received the massive box on his doorstep, his heart sank a little. "Another relic from the past," he muttered, eyeing the scuffed wooden crate with apprehension.
It took some effort to pry the thing open, but when the lid came off, (Y/n) nearly jumped out of his skin. "What the hell..."
Inside was a porcelain doll, but calling it a "doll" felt wrong. It was huge, easily towering over him if stood up; her black-and-white maid dress trimmed with lace that looked impossibly delicate for its age. Her fair skin had a few chips and dents here and there, and her eyes - glassy and crimson red - stared straight ahead, unblinking and unnervingly realistic. Though, it would be a suprise that only the Doll's face was porcelain, the rest of her body was metalic, possibly aluminum.
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"Creepy," (Y/n) whispered, rubbing the back of his neck. The stare from that doll gave him major goosebumps.
The card attached read: For my dearest nephew (Y/n), may she keep you company during your lonely nights.
(Y/n) cringed. "Thanks, Aunt Ophelia... I think?"
He debated throwing the doll into the nearest thrift store donation bin, but something stopped him. Maybe it was the fact he hadn't spoken to Aunt Ophelia in years, or maybe it was his weird sense of obligation, but in the end, he decided to keep the doll.
It wasn't like he was swimming in friends, anyway. (Y/n) was an introvert to the core, a guy who preferred fixing broken things to socializing. And with the kind of following he had built on YouTube, posting restoration videos, he figured he might as well document the restoration of the doll. "If I'm keeping her, might as well give her a glow-up," he mumbled, setting up his camera.
