Tubbo falls in love with Tommy and Tommy puts up with him

Uh oh, looks like I gave in and made a oneshots book for my favorite men 🤭 Female reader unless stated different in the chapter Mw2 characters x reader oneshots basically. Task force 141, ale, Rudy, konig, etc.

You love him but he isn't ready at least thats what he thinks But in reality he doesn't understand that he loves you and has a hard time showing it (Short story) Warning ⚠️: the writer was stupid while making this I was just starting to write and was kinda cringy

"All I need is one shot." ✧ Simon "Ghost" Riley was a cold, heartless killer. He was untouchable, and he made his enemies cower just by hearing his name. Not you, though. Cold? Heartless? Hearing him referred to by those names would make you laugh. If anyone was demented and heartless, it was you. A menacingly precise and skilled sniper by the name "Odile," you were the one to be feared. So when you're captured and interrogated by Task Force 141 for being suspected of working with the terrorist Hassan, you're offered something you cannot pass up ─ valuable information on where to find an old friend that went missing 7 years ago by the name of König. The catch? Temporarily join Task Force 141 and help disarm a missile in Austria. ✧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] ✧ #3 in "fanfic" out of 1.4M+ #10 in "ghost" out of 55.4K+ #4 in "callofduty" out of 1,000+ #1 in "codmw2" out of 150+ #3 in "cod" out of 1,000+ ✧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ✧ Began: December 20, 2022 Completed: July 4, 2023 Written during age(s): 15 yrs Full Word Count: 62k ✧ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

Title says all. I'll likely be doing a couple of these in separate stories. The first chapter will be the request page! If you have a character and/or scenario, post it there. Other wise, enjoy! BEST RANKS: #1 in Price #25 in CallofDuty #51 in CoD

SOFT, ANGSTY AND SMUTTY ONESHOTS OF SIMON RILEY. ✧*:

"Come near her again, and I'll bury you so fucking deep, no one will ever remember you existed" Adira Blair, callsign Rival, never needed anything handed to her. She clawed her way to the top, outclassing even the deadliest men in a male dominated world. Her rage, though, got her transferred from five different bases, they tried to contain her. All failed. Her anger made her a problem. But kill count made her a legend. The safehouse wasn't ready for her. Especially not Ghost, a 6'4 fuse ready to blow. Towering, volatile, and feared by everyone but her. Their tension isn't just fire, it's warfare. And the battlefield is wherever they stand. Most feared him. Rival didn't. Maybe because she saw too much of herself in him. The heat between them wasn't just tension, it was dangerous. To them. To the team. To anyone who stepped too close. She wasn't built to follow. She rose through the ranks by breaking rules, beating odds, and burying anyone who doubted her. Captain Price wanted the best. That's why he sent a dozen emails to drag her into Task Force 141. She walked into the safehouse like a loaded weapon, unapologetic, unbreakable, and untouchable. Before 141, she dominated every unit that tried to tame her. Now she's with the only team reckless enough to unleash her, and she's about to prove why you never mess with a soldier who has nothing left to lose. And if anyone thinks they can control her, they better be ready to bleed. • • • WARNING: THIS BOOK MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR CERTAIN PEOPLE. PROLOGUE AND OTHER PARTS OF THIS BOOK CONTAIN DEPICTIONS OF ABUSE, ASSAULT, AND ALCOHOL USE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

[COMPLETE] (this shiz cringe af ur warned) You move into a new house with your friends. On that day everyone were hungry so you went with them to Fredbear's Family dinner, then you remember a guy... that looked like he was really important to you, but you can't remember his face nor his name. You find him and start falling in love with him. Until you find out that he had a secret- --- Cover made with drawing from Noisx (on Twitter) --- WARNING: This story has: -Y/N STUTTERS 💀 (removing them slowly) -deaths -fight -blood -self-harming -SOME PARTS has things NSFW and more... -Lemons, A LOT of lemons :) --- The reader will be identified as Y/n L/n and the pronouns will be she/her

In the gloom of night, standing like a guardian before the front doors of Freddy Fasbear's was the imposing form of William Afton. "You don't intimidate me, Mr. Afton." You cast him an unimpressed expression, turning your back to him. "Being non-threatening is my specialty." He purred, moving in closely behind you and leaning over your shoulder. "You wouldn't believe what I get away with." He watched you closely as if he's decoding and analyzing your expressions. "Go home, y/n." William said quietly, his words severe and devoid of kindness, each punched with intense foreboding. "Go live your life while you still can. You're dismissed." CW: Contains Major Fnaf The Fourth Closet (3rd novel) spoilers ahead. This fic is based on the official novel's lore and set before them on the timeline in 1988. William is younger so he acts differently than his older self. There are brief hints of self harm and suicidal thoughts Chapter 6 onward, as they pertain to the official canon lore. Disclaimer: This story is not meant to be an example or a healthy relationship and should be enjoyed as fiction. Readers are discouraged from emulating the behavior or actions of this story.

Smut, fluff, angst, all that. I love you so much, thanks for getting me on the top 30 of Monty x reader!!! The first parts of this book is cringe I'm so sorry lol