Willy Wonka x Female Reader Based off the movie: Wonka (Y/n) = Your Name (L/n) = Last Name (H/l) = Hair Length (H/c) = Hair Color (E/c) = Eye Color (S/c) = Skin Color (F/c) = Favorite Color I OWN NOTHING!!! STORY COVER IS NOT MINE!!!

Male Astrid x Female Reader Based off the Dreamworks movie: How to Train Your Dragon (Y/n) = Your Name (L/n) = Last Name (H/l) = Hair Length (H/c) = Hair Color (E/c) = Eye Color (S/c) = Skin Color (F/c) = Favorite Color I OWN NOTHING!!! COVER ART IS NOT MINE!!!

Male Ember x Female Reader Based off the Disney movie: Elemental (Y/n) = Your Name (L/n) = Last Name (H/l) = Hair Length (H/c) = Hair Color (E/c) = Eye Color (S/c) = Skin Color (F/c) = Favorite Color I OWN NOTHING ALL RIGHTS GO TO DISNEY!!! COVER IS NOT MINE!!!

As a highly renown programmer, it's no wonder you were hired by Elijah Kamski himself to create the perfect android. So perfect that one couldn't tell it apart from a human. Eagerly, you work on its intelligence, appearance and the simulation for emotions. But as it evolves and you begin to get closer to the new being, you find something in the machine that you though was long gone. You give him the name Connor, the android sent by CyberLife.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK ONE --- Your eyes trailed up to the balcony, taking stock of the man who was perched there, hands resting on the railing as he peered down at the crowd that had just entered the room. Broad shoulders were only accentuated by plated armor, polished to a bronze sheen. You had seen this man before, during military processions and that sort of thing. The prison warden, and one of the caesar's previous champions. Samuel. The warden of the prison underneath the colosseum.

"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local authorities." --- You hadn't even seen him there, obscured in the darkness of night - and it was obvious that he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out back. He startled, stumbling away from where he had been leaning, and your heart leapt into your throat, surprised in the worst way possible. So surprised, that you threw the bag of vegetable scraps at him as a form of self defense. The bag bounced harmlessly against the man's chest and landed on the ground. Your eyes darted to it first, but then up to the man you had thrown it at - taking in his features from the light streaming out of the still-open door. He wasn't too tall, but he had the build of someone who had known a farm life before - broad shoulders and muscle made for work, not show. His clothes were practical, and he carried a pack strapped to his back. It was his face that was the most interesting though - he couldn't have been much older than you, and he looked kind, for lack of a better word. Open, almost.

Hercules only wanted to be a hero. The good guy to every ending fairy tale. The only thing on his mind was to rejoin with his father, Zeus. Part of the heroes. Until he meets you. You made him love, you made him hate, you made him human. Continue to read to find out your love story between you and the skinny, young man to dashing hero. Between the emotions of love, jealousy, hate, lust, and even betrayal. By disney_reader Copy right I do not own Disney.

"𝖣𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗆." "𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗍."