When you had been transferred to a new police station, a prickly human and a stoic android were the last things you had expected to gain from it. Whether they were a burden or an asset, you couldn't be sure at first- but some time together solidifies your thoughts on them and they really aren't as bad as you originally thought. As a group of deviants terrorizes the town, you, Gavin and Nines are the perfect team. Kicking robot (and human) ass and solving crimes together, your adventures couldn't be more amusing. Beneath it all is a blooming relationship as our favourite asshole, Gavin Reed, learns to trust more than just his stupid Tin Can.

After the death of an acquaintance, (Y/F/N) decides to move back home to London to attend the funeral. Settling in London, she acquires a job at New Scotland Yard and meets the one and only consulting detective; Sherlock Holmes. When (Y/N) receives a phone call one day, her life is turned upside down. She loses herself as she discovers her family's dark secrets bit by bit. With Sherlock by her side, she delves deep into the greatest case of their careers, leading them straight to the consulting criminal Jim Moriarty himself. How will it end? - Sherlock Holmes x Female!Reader - Note: In this fic, I use my own plots as well as take elements from the BBC show itself. These are not in chronological order and are instead used interchangeably to fit this particular story better. I've also changed these elements to put my own spin on it. I hope you enjoy! All rights reserved

Streaming was just one of your many comfort hobbies. You did not expect it to become your career. You never even thought it would in the first place. Until your friend group decided it would be a great idea to audition as one of the viewer teams for the Minecraft Championship.

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He was persuasive, suave; a man who stood his ground and could come off as, and was deemed as charming by outsiders. He stole you from your home- almost with ease, away from your family and those who you cared for. He was manipulative, harsh and cold at times, cool headed yet had his ways of making people bend to his every word. ° He was quick-witted, fast with words and seemingly on top of every situation thrown his way, he was dependable, possessive, and easily angered even if he didn't let you see it. ° He was calculated, calm, intimidating yet charming, someone who wouldn't let just anyone close yet was careful with those he did. He was precise with his words, always on point with his actions and never let the thing he deemed as important slip through his fingers for long. ° They all were intelligent, confident, strong willed and protective in vastly different and almost scary ways, broken- But in a way, I was too; broken. I was lonely despite their attention and at times false praise, and so desperately craving some sense of safety, comfort, and normality. And they knew how fragile I was, each yearning for and trying to keep a hold of their delicate, porcelain flower. Cover made by- Bxgender_lxkestea *Link to profile inside* [Until further notice, this book will be on hold/discontinued. It's had its fair share of struggles, rewrites - and I won't say I've lost interest in this story, but I will be honest and say that it has taken its toll; I've lost my drive to continue this book as it just seems like a hassle - for now - so I've decided to put it to the side so I can focus on other works. This isn't permanent, and maybe one day I'll start back on it, but for now I'm letting this story sit as it is now. I do apologize for any inconvenience, but if you have anything you think would help, please feel free to let me know in d.m. Thank you. -Mochi.] HR~ #8 forcedlove #33 longchapters #29 kinggeorge #12 slowpaced #2 thomasjefferson #1 1700's

"I thought I said not to cause any trouble, my dear." George chimes, playing with something in his vest pocket for a moment and I bite the inside of my cheek. "Your majesty, just because we made it to England doesn't mean I'm giving up." My gaze falls to the floor. "I'm still going to try everything in my power to get back home." I say, looking back up at George with a saddened expression. "I'll never give up, lose hope. Not until you forcibly place that crown upon my head come coronation day." George chuckles softly. "Oh really?" He says, walking in front of the desk. "We've been a little disobedient today, haven't we my dear." He chimes and I take a small breath as he slowly walks forward and I step back slightly. I swallow, "Disobedient?" I question softly as I lightly bump into the bookshelf behind me. "Your majesty I've told you, I don't belong to you..." My voice trails as he steps closer, closing the gap between us as he stares at me. I feel my back press up lightly against the bookshelf and hesitantly go to step to the side, jumping slightly as George quickly places his hands on the bookshelf either side of me, trapping me in place. I bring my hands up slightly, nervously playing with my fingers. "Your majesty..." "Do I intimidate you my love?" ~~~ Everyone was tense as the days ticked down to the day we would sign a peace treaty with England. The only thing (y/n); a 19 year old girl who had a fondness for baking and art, was worried about was making sure her bosses bakery was prepared for when the king arrived. Through her shy and introverted ramblings she tries her best to be nothing but kind to the king in hopes of making a good impression for her boss's sake, but what if she shows a little too much kindness in front of that certain king, unknowingly setting off a chain of events that would change her life forever. HR~ #1 kinggeorge #2 forcedlove #1 slowpaced #30 england #1 hamilton #1 longchapters #9 undiscoveredjems #2 jonathangroff #1 musicals