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Criminal Minds
9-1-1
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Series
(Discontinued) I'm Already There (Bradshaw!Sister)
My Daughter, My Heart (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, OC!Elizabeth Taylor x Daughter!Reader)
Whisper in the Wind (Natasha Trace x OC!Benjamin Bradshaw, Natasha Trace x Daughter!Reader, OC!Benjamin Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x OC!Wife!Leah Winters)
Universes
A Forever Home (Grace Ryder x Daughter!Reader and Judd Ryder x Daughter!Reader, Grace Ryder x Judd Ryder)
Baby Bradford: A Little Fighter (Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader, Lucy Chen x Tim Bradford)
Blizzard (IceMav x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Iceman)
Mini TK (TK Strand x Daughter!Reader, Carlos Reyes x Daughter!Reader, TK Strand x Carlos Reyes)
Our Little Girl (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Jake Seresin x Bradley Bradshaw)
The Firehouse Miracle (Eddie Diaz x Daughter!Reader, Evan Buckley x Daughter!Reader, Eddie Diaz x Evan Buckley)
x Daughter!Reader
Top Gun
Maverick
Safe and Sound (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Mitchell!Reader)
Always Daddy’s Girl (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
Light of His Life (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
Maverick is a dad!? (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
Crossing Paths (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Adopted!Daughter!Reader)
Always With You (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
Maverick's Little Co-Pilot (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
A Father's Fury (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
Night Ride Rescue (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
Echoes of Talent (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
The Lost Keepsake (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
A Father's Comfort (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
Love, Laughter, and Little Pranks (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Wife!Penny Benjamin)
Black is Back (Maverick x Daughter!Reader)
Just Like Daddy (Maverick x Daguther!Reader, Penny Benjamin x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x Penny Benjamin)
Never Again (Maverick x Daughter!Reader, OC!Nichole Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader, Maverick x OC!Wife!Nichole Bradshaw
From Fear to Family (Maverick x Adopted!Daughter
Jake Seresin
Nightmares (Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader)
One Chicago
Kelly Severide
Daddy to the Rescue (Kelly Severide x Daughter!Reader)
A Home in His Heart (Kelly Severide x Foster-Adopted!Daughter!Reader)
911
Bobby Nash
Unspoken Reunion (Bobby Nash x Doctor!Daughter!Reader)
911 Lone Star
TK Strand
"911 what is your emergency?" (TK Strand x Daughter!Reader)
The Rookie
Tim Bradford
I'm Fine (Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader)
Surprise at the Station (Tim Bradford x Shy!Adopted!Daughter!Reader)
x Sister!Reader
Top Gun
Bradley Bradshaw
Brotherly Love (Bradley Bradshaw x Sister!Reader)
The Sibling Connection (Bradley Bradshaw x Sister!Reader)
Jake Seresin
Together Against the World (Jake Seresin x Sister!Reader)
Heart to Break (Jake Seresin x Sister!Reader)
One Chicago
Connor Rhodes
Blood Ties, Broken Bonds (Connor Rhodes x Sister!Reader)
Fics
Top Gun
Bradley Bradshaw
Be Mine Forever (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Floyd!Pilot!Reader)
I Apologize (Bradley Bradshaw x Benjamin!Air Force Pilot!Reader)
A Flight of Insecurities (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)
Meet and Greet (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)
Behind Closed Doors (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Simpson!Reader)
Out in the Open (Bradley Bradshaw x Simpson!Reader)
Hearts on the Edge (Bradley Bradshaw x Wolfe!Reader)
My Brother's Wingman (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Seresin!Navy SEAL!Reader, Jake Seresin x Navy SEAL!Twin Sister!Reader)
Love's Second Chance (18+ MDNI) (Bradley Bradshaw x Adopted!Mitchell!Reader)
From Fear to Forever (Bradley Bradshaw x Pilot!Seresin!Reader)
Intoxicated Confessions (Bradley Bradshaw x Pilot!Kerner!Reader)
Knight in a Hawaiian Shirt (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)
Shadow of Protection (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)
Jake Seresin
Surprise! (Jake Seresin x Best Friend!Reader)
Hangster
Doppelgänger (Hangster and Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader)
Dagger Squad
Fight for Freedom (Dagger Squad x Reader)
Learning to Love Again (Dagger Squad x Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)
Tangled Hearts (18+ MDNI) (Dagger Squad x Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Reader)
Maverick
A Guarded Heart (Maverick x Reader)
One Chicago
Connor Rhodes
Heartbeat Promise (Connor Rhodes x Nurse!Halstead!Reader)
Unexpected Reunion (18+ MDNI) (Conor Rhodes x Assistant!Reader)
Emergency Love (Connor Rhodes x Paramedic!Severide!Reader)
Blazing Hearts (Connor Rhodes x Paramedic!Severide!Reader)
From Exes to Lovers (Connor Rhodes x Nurse!Reader)
Lovers Forever (18+ MDNI) (Connor Rhodes x Fiancée!Nurse!Reader)
Surgical Serenad (Connor Rhodes x Surgical Resident!Reader)
Will Halstead
Unspoken Desires (Will Halstead x Doctor!Reader)
Daniel Charles
A Hug to Remember (Platonic!Daniel Charles & Platonic!Oakley Finn)
Jay Halstead
Dispatched Love (Jay Halstead x Reader)
Antonio Dawson
Heartstrings Tangled (Antonio Dawson x Reader)
From Tough to Tender (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Reader)
Undercover Temptation (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Reader)
From Colleagues to Lovers (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)
Gossip and Glances (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)
Flirting with Risk (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)
Love in Sickness (Antonio Dawson x Sick!Reader)
Undercover Desires (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Cop!Reader)
Shattered Lives, Mended Hearts (Antonio Dawson x Paramedic!Reader)
Drunken Confessions (Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Reader)
Fighting Fate (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)
Love Conquers All (Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Twin Sister!Reader)
Lost in Lust (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader
Frostbitten Love (Antonio Dawson x Firefighter!Reader)
Undercover Seduction (18+ MDNI) (Antonio Dawson x Intelligence!Reader)
In the Line of Fire (Antonio Dawson x Reader)
Hank Voight
Snapshot of Justice (Hank Voight x Intelligence!Reader)
Blake Gallo
Two Hearts, One Firehouse (Blake Gallo x Severide!Reader)
Kelly Severide
Taming the Flame (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)
Sizzling Heat (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)
Heatwave of Emotions (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)
Broken Promises, Rekindled Flame (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Rhodes!Reader)
Ignited Desires (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Firefighter!Reader)
Flames of Courage (Kelly Severide x Firefighter!Reader)
Passionate Nights (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)
Saving Grace (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Fiancée!Paramedic!Reader)
Fireside Romance (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)
Snowy Embrace (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)
Beneath the Bubbles (18+ MDNI) (Kelly Severide x Reader)
Christopher Herrmann
Surgical Sparks (Christopher Herrmann x Surgeon!Wife!Reader)
The Rookie
Tim Bradford
Love's Wake-Up Call (Tim Bradford x Police Officer!Reader)
Love in the Moonlight (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Police Officer!Reader)
Late Night Confessions (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Evers!Lawyer!Reader)
Unraveling Desires (Tim Bradford x Police K-9 Officer!Wife!Reader)
Forever Yours (18+ MDNI) (Tim Bradford x Reader)
Bulletproof Love (Tim Bradford x Reader)
911
Bobby Nash
Surprises and Smiles (Bobby Nash x Wife!Reader)
911 Lone Star
Owen Strand
Love and Homemade Treats (Owen Strand x Wife!Reader)
Crossovers
Fight to Survive (9-1-1 x Criminal Minds) (Evan Buckley x Nash!FBI!Reader)
Burning Jealousy (One Chicago x The Rookie) (Kelly Severide x Paramedic!Reader)
Love in the Danger Zone (One Chicago x Top Gun Maverick) (Bradley Bradshaw x Halstead!Pilot!Reader and Kelly Severide x Halstead!Pilot!Reader)
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Happier Than Ever
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Prompt -  After the move from New York to Texas, the gang try to set Y/N up on several dates.
When your dad had first brought up Texas you hadn’t exactly been over the moon with the plan but there wasn’t much you could do to argue against it considering the circumstances surrounding why you were leaving. Besides there was no way TK would have moved out there without you and you would have hated home without him and your dad.
Now though it felt like this place was more like home than New York ever had been, something that you had thought would be impossible a few months ago. You’d had friends in New York of course but they were nothing compared to the friends you’d made in Texas, friends who you saw on a daily basis, friends who felt more like family even after only knowing them for such a short amount of time.
By all accounts not much should have changed for you really, you were working the same 9-1-1 operator job you’d had back in New York, your boss had been great helping with the transfer to the Texas call centre. You were on your way to getting your own apartment which you couldn’t wait for, much as you did enjoy living with your dad and TK.
And yet somehow everything felt different than it had in New York, it felt like you could be yourself here, let yourself enjoy your life properly instead of putting on a show for your friends.
Texas had no bad memories but New York…well New York was full of them. New York reminded you of days spent hesitating to answer your phone in fear of hearing that TK had been found in a ditch somewhere, that he was already dead or that he was too high to move and you had to find him in a drug den. New York was your mom and dad fighting whilst you and TK desperately tried to drown out the shouting.
Texas was better. Texas had a TK who had been clean since being here. It had your dad who seemed happier than you’d seen him in a long time. You hadn’t always been close with your dad, it took a while after the divorce for you and him to sort things out between each other, after countless apologies and talks the two of you were closer than ever.
Then there was TK. You had never not been close with TK, the two of you had been attached to each other's side for as long back as you could remember. Your twin brother, though if you asked TK he’d include the word older in there, he was older than you by a mere ten minutes and damn if he didn’t take the chance to tell anyone you met, always had your back even if it had been rough when he was using and you always tried to look out for him, tried to keep him alive.
You and your mom didn’t particularly get on well, your relationship with her was already strained but when you and your dad started getting along she hadn’t taken it well. You weren’t overly sad to leave her in New York but despite that you would always be grateful to her. She had been the one to do what you never could, she was the one that got TK into rehab and clean.
So when your dad called you one day you hadn’t been scared to answer the phone, TK had been clean for a while now and all the anxiety you had over answering calls was pretty much gone. Of course then he went and undid all that progress by telling you that TK had overdosed and he was in the hospital.
You had been shocked to say the least, devastated at the thought of TK using again. It seemed wrong, you’d seen him yesterday and he had seemed completely fine. It wasn’t until you got to the hospital and after wrapping you in a tight hug your dad told you that Alex had been cheating on TK. Your heart had ached, more so when you saw TK in the hospital bed and his eyes filled with tears as he hugged you.
It wasn’t long after that your dad told you both of the plan to move to Texas, TK was given no choice in the matter, he was leaving New York and he wasn’t going down that path again. Your dad had told you that if you wanted to stay in New York he’d understand, though the gutted look on his face told you he didn’t want that and the look TK had given him told you TK was ready to fight him on it.
You had about as much choice as TK had in the matter though, if your dad and TK were leaving New York then so were you. It’s not like there was much holding you there anyway.
You still remembered the conversation when TK had come over to your apartment, remembered how small he seemed as he curled up on your sofa and apologised that you had to uproot your entire life just because he was a failure. Your heart broke as you took a seat next to him and let him cuddle into you and you had spoken to him well into the early hours of the morning, promising you wanted to be with him and your dad no matter where that was. You knew he hadn’t been fully convinced, you knew it would take more than one conversation to make him believe it, but TK had nodded as you spoke and smiled at you, even if it was only a small one, and it wasn’t long after the two of you had fallen asleep together on the sofa.
From there it had been easier than you had thought to pack your things up and leave New York behind. Sure there was the sadness that came with leaving the place you had grown up in behind but you didn’t feel like you’d regret your decision.
And you hadn’t. Not weeks into being here, not months into being here. It felt easy to make Austin your home, it was easy to find a routine and settle in. It was worth it to see TK smile wider than he had done in New York, to watch him fall in love again with a guy you trusted to take care of him. It was easy to watch your dad make friends and hang out with them whenever their shift ended.
It was refreshing having a set of friends who actually seemed to care about you. You and Grace had made quick friends at the call centre on your first day when you had been introduced to her and placed on the desk opposite her. Conversation flowed easily between the two of you and it wasn’t long before you were meeting up outside of work, going for coffee or grabbing a bite when your shift ended, and being invited over to her house for dinner or drinks.
Life in Austin was good.
“So,” Grace grinned as the two of you walked into the break room after hours of sitting at your desks, you rolled your eyes knowing where the conversation was going. “How’s the crush going?”
That was another thing that was good in Texas. The dating scene in New York hadn’t been for you, sure you’d been on dates and met guys in clubs but actually, properly dating somebody just seemed impossible back there. Not that here was much different, you hadn’t actually gone on a date here yet but there was Ethan. Though you’d protest out loud to it being called a crush you could admit to yourself that it absolutely was one and a big one at that.
You’d met Ethan a few weeks into working at the call centre and after a small talk in the break room you had made your way back to your desk to see Grace already grinning at you. After she had finished teasing you she told you Ethan had lived in Austin all his life and had been working at the call centre for just over two years now. She had told you that from what she knew of him he seemed to be a fairly good guy, no one had said anything bad about him so far.
From there your attraction to the man had grown and while you were pretty sure he liked you too neither of you had made a move, much to not only yours but also TK and Grace’s disappointment.
“There is no crush.” You told her, a smile pulling at your lips at her groan and moved to get Grace’s and your lunch from the refrigerator.
“Y/N, you know I love you but I don’t know how much more of this I can take.” She told you, causing you to laugh as you sat opposite her. “I mean the two of you spend all day sneaking glances at each other, never mind the fact that when you talk he spends more time looking at your lips than anything else.”
“Okay, okay, so there’s an attraction,” you admitted, making her smile widen. “But, I don’t know Grace, I really like him, you know? I mean sure I dated around in New York but there was never anyone who I really liked.”
“Let it happen then, keep talking to him, keep sneaking glances and whatever happens is meant to be.” She told you and you took a deep breath whilst nodding at her.
It had been a long shift and when you walked through the door of your dad’s place, where you would be living for only a few more weeks whilst your apartment was getting ready, you could tell you weren’t going to rest any time soon.
“Hey kiddo,” Owen greeted as he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you into a side hug. “We’re getting ready to head to the bar, you in?”
“Yeah sure, just give me a minute to change.” You told him, watching his smile brighten as he let you go and it wasn’t long before the two of you walked into the bar together, TK already there and as you looked around you could see Carlos at the bar.
“Y/N!” TK grinned as you walked up to him and you couldn’t help but grin back, it was good seeing TK this happy, it looked good on him. “How was work?”
“Shut up!” You groaned whilst pushing him away from you causing him to let out a laugh as he moved back and leaned against you.
“Ok, ok but seriously when are you and Ethan getting together?” He asked and your dad gave you a questioning look. “I mean I see the way your face lights up, no one in New York made you smile like that.”
You couldn’t stop the soft smile pulling at your face as you leaned your head against TK’s shoulder. He was right, you could feel how much lighter you were and whilst it wasn’t all to do with Ethan you were really glad for the move to Texas. All three of you were much happier.
“Same goes for you, TK, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you were half way ready to call it love.” You murmured as Carlos headed towards your group and took great delight in watching TK’s cheeks heat up.
“What are you two talking about?” Carlos asked as he smiled at TK whilst handing drinks out and you saw a few extras, figuring the rest of the 126 would be joining tonight.
“Oh I was just seeing when Y/N was going to go on a date.” TK told him, grinning at you when you shook your head at him even as a smile threatened to pull at your lips.
You had sworn your dad, TK and Grace to secrecy over your little crush. You weren’t sure why, maybe it was because this was the first time you had really been into a guy and wanted to experience it privately before telling them, but all of them had kept their word even if TK found other ways to draw attention to your dating life.
“Have you met anyone here, Y/N?” Carlos asked with a smile, “I know a guy down at the station and I think the two of you could hit it off.”
You glared at TK as you watched his grin grow wider and Owen couldn’t stop a chuckle that he hid behind his glass as he looked between the two of you. Before you could say anything you were stopped by the rest of the 126 joining the table and silently thanked whoever was listening for the change in conversation as the rest of the night was able to continue without a single mention of your love life.
The next few weeks were fairly eventless, something you weren’t used to considering who your family and friends were but you welcomed the quietness. Not much had changed, the call centre took up most of your hours and after a long day you were able to crash in your new apartment which made Texas feel even more like home. Somehow even though you’d moved out of your dad’s house you still found yourself hanging out there after your shifts.
During the week not much happened, there were still the stolen glances across the room from you and Ethan, waiting to see when the other would get up so you could bump into each other in the break room and have lunch together whilst you got to know each other better.
Today you had started out stressed after your phone hadn’t charged meaning your alarm never went off making you nearly an hour late for work and every call from then on seemed to only reach you if it were a matter of life or death. By the time Grace gestured for you to take a break you were more than happy to, not even sparing a glance across the room today but instead just grabbing your coat and leaving the building, needing to be away whilst you steadied yourself.
“Hey,” Somebody called but you didn’t turn around, the streets of Austin were busy so you didn’t think much of it until you felt somebody touch your arm. “Hey, are you alright?”
It was Ethan. You didn’t know what to do with the fact that you felt some of the tension ease just from his touch, from his presence. You hadn’t hesitated to accept his offer of lunch at a coffee shop not too far from the call centre and barely felt the time passing until he checked his phone and his face dropped slightly as he announced the two of you should probably get back to work.
“Wait,” He said as he took your hand in his to pull you out of the way of people walking in the street. “Listen, I really like you, Y/N, and I’ve wanted to ask you out for months but you were new here and I thought it was best to let you settle in before I asked you. I’d really like to take you out if you’d let me.”
You hadn’t been able to stop the smile that spread across your face, your bad morning and the constant flood of calls momentarily forgotten about as you nodded your head and made plans for dinner the coming Friday before making your way back to the call centre, all the while his hand never left yours.
That night you ended up in the bar with the 126 and Grace, Grace who hadn’t stopped shooting you looks all day and seemed unable to stop grinning at you whenever she so much as glanced in your direction.
“Oh hey, Y/N,” Carlos said after everyone already had a few drinks in them, “you never did say if you wanted me to set you up with my friend down at the station.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Judd interrupted, causing you to smile as he raised his hands to look at you, “you’re goin’ on a date?”
You watched as Grace and TK, who had seemingly realised through Grace’s looks that there had been a development, grinned over at you causing you to roll your eyes.
“No, I’m not going on a date with Carlos’ friend.” You told them and Grace nudged your knee causing you to roll your eyes.
“I know a guy up in one of the other houses, real nice guy, why don’t you let me set you up with him?” Judd asked and you shook your head, smile still in place, but before you could say anything Marjan jumped in.
“Wait, my friend knows this guy and he’d be perfect for you, Y/N!” She told you and you couldn’t help but laugh as you finished the last of your drink and stood up to head to the bar, turning towards the group before you left.
“Thank you all but I can find my own dates.” The group's laughter followed you as you made your way to the bar and ordered another drink, smile widening as you felt somebody move next to you before nudging his shoulder with yours.
“You seem happy today.” TK prompted and you shook your head as you leaned into his side, pausing to let him order his drink before you spoke.
“He asked me out.” You told him and looked over at him to see him beaming at you and you couldn’t stop yourself mirroring the expression back. “It might not go anywhere but…I’m excited.”
“I’m really happy for you, Y/N.” TK told you softly squeezing your hand in his and you let out a soft chuckle as you nodded.
“I’m happy for you too, TK.” You murmured, shifting to look at the group but with the exception of your dad and Carlos no one else glanced in your direction. “I know the reason we moved down here wasn’t great but-”
“I’m still sorry about that.” TK interrupted, shifting his gaze from you to the glass he had been handed. “Looking back I know I should have spoken to you or dad but in the moment, everything just seemed so…but I never thanked you.”
“TK I’ve told you a hundred times you don’t have to apologise.” You sighed and watched as he lifted his gaze to you, eyes wide and watery. “And what didn’t you thank me for?”
“For moving here with us.” He said as he tried to blink away the tears and paused to take a sip of his water. “I mean dad’s been amazing with all this, you know, but I couldn’t have done it without you here. I know you uprooted your whole life and I never thanked you for that.”
“TK, you don’t have to thank me either. There was never any doubt that I’d come to Texas with you and dad, I liked New York, hell I thought I loved it there but moving here was the best decision of my life. I know we didn’t move down here under the greatest conditions but you’re good now and I can’t picture being anywhere else.” You told him sincerely, glancing back at the table and smiling softly at the family you had made gathered together.
“I really love you Y/N, I’m glad you’re happy here.” TK said as he pulled you into a hug and you heard him sniff quietly but didn’t say anything as you wrapped your arms around him.
“I love you too, TK.” You murmured into his shoulders and the two of you took a second more before pulling away and heading back to the group.
Months passed since that night at the bar and it was now coming up to being a year since you had moved to Texas. It felt like a whole different lifetime since you were in New York, not realising how unhappy you were as you went about your life until you came to Austin.
Now everything had changed, you and Ethan had been dating for three months and you had yet to tell the rest of your friends. You had told your dad when it was just the two of you at his house, TK out with Carlos for the night, as you both curled on the sofa and played movie after movie. During one of the breaks where you had headed into the kitchen for a food break you had told your dad that Ethan had officially asked you out and that you had said yes. Owen had just beamed at you and pulled you close, murmuring how proud he was of you and how glad he was that you were happy.
You hadn’t needed to tell Grace, that woman knew from the second you sat at your desk the day after Ethan had asked you to be his girlfriend that something had happened. You hadn't even been able to keep a straight face through her teasing, grinning back at her as the two of you leaned across your desks and spoke about the date in hushed voices, missing the fond looks directed at you from across the room.
TK seemed to have whatever superpower Grace had because when he had come to your apartment with takeout and had given you a questioning look before his face broke out into a grin you couldn’t do anything but groan as he came to the conclusion you and Ethan were official. The two of you spent the night talking about your lives since moving to Texas and gushing over your boyfriends.
It was a few nights later you found yourself in the bar, everyone from the 126, as well as Carlos and Grace sat around a table and as always seemed to be the case after a few rounds the conversation shifted to your romantic life.
“I’m just sayin’, she’s been here what nearly a year? I know a guy who I think is good enough to date her.” Judd said and you couldn’t help but laugh as Carlos shook his head and gestured to you.
“I know Y/N and her and Logan would be great together.” Carlos insisted, causing Owen to chuckle as you buried your head against TK’s shoulder, feeling his laugh as he watched the conversation.
“What’s wrong with my guy?” Judd asked but before Carlos could respond another voice cut them off.
“Hey, sorry to interrupt.” He said and your head snapped up from TK’s shoulder to grin at Ethan as you stood up and made your way round to his side, wrapping your arm around his waist, leaning into him as he wrapped his around your shoulder.
“Neither of your guys are good.” You told Carlos and Judd, watching as they frowned whilst looking between you and Ethan. “Everyone, this is Ethan, my boyfriend.”
The look on Carlos and Judd’s face was priceless to say the least, both of them doing a good job looking betrayed as you introduced everyone to Ethan and took your seat next to each other.
“You’ve had a boyfriend this whole time?” Judd asked before he looked at Grace who smiled sweetly at him. “And you’ve known, y’all let me sit here trying to set her up how many times and didn’t think to mention anything?”
“You knew too, right?” You heard Carlos asked TK and laughed when TK just sipped his drink. “She did tell us she could get her own dates.” Carlos shrugged towards Judd who let out a put upon sigh.
“Yeah I suppose she did.” Judd murmured, watching as Ethan excused himself to go and get a drink before he turned his attention to you. “You happy, kid?”
“Very.” You told him without hesitating and if that didn’t tell him everything he needed to know then the smile that was on your face did, he could see you were serious with Ethan, could tell that you were a good pair.
“That boy better look after you, you know?” Judd warned, causing TK and you to laugh whilst Grace nudged his chest.
“He will but if he doesn't, well then I’m sure there will be a line for you to join.” You grinned as you looked over to your dad who just nodded, sat back in his seat looking at ease, not worried in the slightest. He’d met the boyfriend, as had TK, and both of them saw the way you look at each other.
“Damn right.” Judd agreed just as Ethan sat back down and the topic switched to getting to know the man and your friends asking how you got together.
As Ethan spoke you leaned back in your seat and smiled, maybe Texas had never been part of the plan, you had never once imagined yourself settling down here, making a life here, but now you couldn’t picture being any place else. TK was happier than ever, you were happier than ever and so was your dad. There really wasn’t much more you could ask for.
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Could u do a small submissive top x muscular male powerbottom? You can choose any male character of ur choice if just like for it to be a shy small and submissive top with a dominant muscular bottom. Could the reader also be obsessed with the characters chest? Like they LOVE to suck on it and LOVE to squeeze them and definitely LOVE sleep and cuddle them just love it in general.
Carlos Reyes x Male!reader
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● everyone assumes Carlos is the top in your relationship because he's bigger than you in height and size
● but really he's a power bottom and you're his very submissive top
● at any given moment you are ready to fuck him in whatever position he wants you in
● you're basically just there to take care of his needs
● he absolutely loves riding you because it gives him the most control
● and a huge bonus for you in that position is you get to watch his tits bounce while he rides you
● and Carlos knows how obsessed you are with his tits
● you could spend hours just playing with his chest
● sucking on his nipples and jiggling and squeezing his tits
● you regularly make him cum just from chest stimulation
● even if you're fucking him doggy style and his ass is on full display for you, you still reach around to grab his chest instead
● that's how fixated you are on them
● if Carlos is horny he is not shy about it
● he will come up to you and grab your hand to put it on his boner
● or order you to get on your knees to suck him off
● and he walks around the house in very little clothing if any at all so you can visibly see when he's turned on and needs you to fuck him
● of course your favorite work out of his is chest day
● you intently watch his tits all sweaty and flexing while he works out
● and if he's feeling generous he lets you play with his chest afterwards
● if you aren't there when he's working out he sends you plenty of shirtless pics from the gym
● you also get plenty of pics of him changing into his uniform at the station
● when he wants to taunt you he'll make you watch him ride a dildo without being able to touch him
● all the while he's pinching and tugging on his nipples for an added level of torture
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imaginarypeteel · 2 years
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Unlucky months II
Marjan Marwari x f!reader
Word count: 1.4k
Sum: Marjan is having trouble accepting herself
Part I Part III
A/N: I'm not against Islam. i have Muslim friends and we support each other whole heartedly. I am not trying to disrespect Islam in any way with this fic
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Standing there, in front of the station few minutes before 8pm, you were taking deep breaths. In-out, in-out. You can do this Y/n. Yes, she's pretty. Yes, she's hot but she is not interested.
You were just going to walk into the large garage when Marjan along with Mateo and Paul walked out. They looked like they were having a small argument about something but shut up when they saw you.
You awkwardly smiled and waved: "Hi?"
Mateo and Paul exchanged looks before the Mexican stabbed the woman with his elbow lightly and the other man dragged him off to leave the two girls alone. "We'll leave you two to talk," told Paul.
"So... You wanted to talk? Or something?" you started.
"Yes, um, I'm sorry for how I acted earlier. It was really rude of me and I understand why you would want to leave," she rushed sincerely, fingers twisting her hijab.
You raised a brow, "Why do i feel like there's a but?"
The Muslim laughed nervously, she licked her lips and looked around. "Probably because there is," she said finally, "I know you want to leave soon but I was thinking that maybe until then, you could stay with me and hey, if nothing happens while you do that then maybe... maybe you can stay. And before you say anything," the pretty woman shot you a glare, "I know you don't want to be a burden but I promise, you're not. I want you to stay with me. I am pretty sure you are homeless right now anyway."
You stared at Marjan for a while in silence, the gears in your head slowly working through her request/offer.
  "But I've already brought enough trouble to you," you mumbled to yourself.
  "Nah! Besides, when I rescued you from the fire, I got my few minutes of fame," she joked lightly.
 You grinned at her words, "I mean okay, if it's really fine with you," you finally agreed.
  "Great!" she exclaimed happily. "So uh, where is your stuff? We can bring it now and you can stay the night at mine's already."
  You tongued your cheek in embarrassment while Marjan innocently waited for you to answer. "Um, all my stuff burned in the fire," you said, hiding your face behind your hands, so you wouldn't have to see the pity in the Muslim's eyes.
  "Oh... I uh, I suppose you can use my clothes until we get you your new ones."
  Wear... Marjan's.... clothes? Your face flushed like a rose at the thought. "I-"
  "But if you're uncomfortable, we can go buy new ones right now!" the pretty woman rushed out.
  "What? No, I just don't want to bother you too much. I mean you offering a place to stay is already so much more than I deserve," you tried to clear the misunderstanding, waving your hands around.
  Marjan looked at you, chocolate eyes studying your face, trying to understand where you're coming from. "Oh, you're not bothering me at all. Don't worry! Really."
  Chewing the inside of your cheek, you tried to think up the wording of your reply. What you wanted to say was: Fuck yes! I will be your slave and everything else you want. You just have to ask. But obviously you couldn't say that. "Okay then. Let's go?" you smiled politely.
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Looking around Marjan's home, you felt a bit out of place. The obvious Islam decorations made you fear what Marjan would think of you, if she found out you like women. More specifically - her.
  "I'm sorry, i don't have an extra guestroom. You can take my bed, I'll sleep on the couch," the woman apologized, eyes wide.
  "What? Noooo, this is your home. Absolutely not." As if to make a point, you took off your shoes quickly and made your way to the couch. To be honest, it was much more comfortable than the bed in your original home. You could already feel your eyes closing when you had sat on it for a few seconds.
  "I-Y/N?!" she exclaimed when you flopped to your side, eyes closed. The Muslim immediately rushed to your side. She touched your forehead and chanted your name to check if you're alright. After a while, she came to the conclusion that you had probably passed out from exhaustion but she couldn't leave you like this either. She gently shook your shoulders. "Hey! Y/N, wake up!" When you sleepily opened your eyes, she smiled: "Go take a shower, I'll find you clothes to sleep in."
  "Okay," you muttered quietly and the woman swore it was one of the cutest things she had ever heard. The way it made her heart flutter was mind-blowing.
  Holding your shoulders, Marjan guided you to the bathroom. "Oh yeah, there should be an unopened pack of toothbrushes in the upper drawer." Seeing your nod, Marjan closed the door to give you privacy. She let out a deep breath before taking quick steps towards her bedroom to find you something to sleep in.
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  Marjan stood behind the bathroom door, hands lightly shaking as she held the pair of red pajamas. She had to take a few deep breaths to find courage to speak. It was pathetic, huh? She would climb into a car hanging between two walls but felt like baby rabbit when having to talk to a pretty woman. Helpless.
  "Hey, Marjan? Have you found something already? I'm done with the shower."
  Marjan's eyes widened, she had been so focused on her fear, she hadn't even realized that the water had been turned off. "Uh-yeah!" she replied.
  You unlocked the door and reached out your hand, hiding yourself behind the door.  The brown-eyed woman placed the clothes in your hand, feeling warm when your hands touched.
When you closed the door, Marjan stared at her hand for a few seconds before remembering that the couch needs sheets. Once again, she made her way towards her bedroom.
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Marjan huffed as she chose a heavier pair of dumbbells. She had to get her mind off of you. This was wrong. So wrong.
TK watched as the woman kept switching between harder and harder exercises. Clearly not paying attention to anything at all. He wiped his mouth lightly after taking a sip of water and made his way towards the woman. "You alright?"
Marjan set down the weights with a sigh and looked at the man. She chewed on her cheek. The brown-eyed woman sat down on the bench, putting her head in her hands. "Y/n," she just said.
"Y/n? What's with her?" TK asked, taking a seat beside her.
"I-I mean i fully support you and Carlos you know. I have nothing against LGBT but you know... It's against my religion and I keep having these thoughts and urges and-" both of them were silent for a few seconds. "When I was in school, I had them first and I hoped and prayed that it would go away. That I could be...well...normal. But as soon as I got over one crush on a girl, I got a new one. In my whole life, I have never really noticed men. Sure, I found some attractive but I didn't really spare them much thought. Women were always first in my mind. I've never acted on these feelings. Ever, because I know Islam forbids it. But with Y/n it's just that, well," Marjan trailed off. Staring blankly at the floor.
"The feelings are stronger?" TK asked calmly.
The Muslim gulped and nodded. She felt tears trying to break through and stream down her cheeks. "The thought of her with someone else hurts so much," she whispered, clutching the clothes on her chest.
"I can't speak on the religious part but back when I was in the closet, I was probably the most miserable that I have ever been. You know about my suicide attempts, yeah? Well I had the thoughts mostly then but I didn't have the guts to do it luckily. Anyway, coming out and accepting the part of me that could never fit with the cis hetero crowd made me feel better. If I were still in the closet, I would probably still be miserable. But I'm not, I'm with Carlos — the man I love the most — and I'm happy. I don't really see any differences between gay and straight couples, except maybe that the sex is better or maybe it's just us," he chuckled before shutting his mouth, "oh wait I'm sorry. Didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
"It's fine."
They both took a sip from their water bottles.
"But is Allah really worth following if he is torturing you like this?"
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IM SOREY IT TOOK KE SO LONG, I was writing a full book for my project. Illustrated it too. I'm now back in business
Person who asked to be tagged: @asexualaromosafezone
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Summer Days
Fandom: Lone Star
Series: One Shot
Pairing: Matteo Chavez x Strand!Reader
Warning/s: none
Word Count: 1,444
Request: Can you do a one-shot where the reader is the twin sister of T.K. Strand, she’s younger than him by 10 minutes, she’s a 9-1-1 operator, she lives in New York with him and Owen, and she moves to Austin with them, works there as a 9-1-1 operator, and starts dating Matteo Chavez?
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You'd moved to Austin with your dad and twin brother T.K. when they came out from New York the other year. It had been a big decision, but your life had hit a bit of a rut in the Big Apple anyway, and you were in need of a fresh start.
It was easy to pick up your old job as an emergency dispatcher once you got out there, and you were glad you could support your brother with everything he had been going through.
You hadn't meant to start seeing Matteo in the process.
You'd met him at the firehouse a few times before he ended up on the other end of one of your 911 calls. The victim had dropped their phone and he'd picked it up, thanking you for your help in a way no one had bothered before. It had been sweet, and honestly you'd smiled about it the rest of the day.
When you'd met him at the bar later with Grace and the others, he'd actually noticed you like he had on the call. You were used to being a wallflower, and you were usually okay with that, but Matteo saw you.
After nights spent chatting after hours, one thing led to another... Oops.
It had been a kiss, one you'd lost yourself in for longer than you should after he'd walked you to your car, and you'd broken away as soon as your brain caught up to what was happening. Bad idea, you both knew it, and you'd made your way home before either of you could say another word about what had happened.
You'd planned on avoiding him, at least until you'd processed your feelings, but fate had other plans.
You were at your dad's the next day. You were off and he'd asked you to walk Buttercup while he was called away to headquarters. He'd told you Matteo was out and there was no one to watch him, but clearly his plans had changed.
"Oh, hey Y/N," he greeted you somewhat awkwardly as you entered the house with Buttercup, unleashing him as Matteo wandered into the kitchen.
"Heyy," you managed, letting an awkward silence fall as you both stopped in your tracks. Why were you like this? You could feel yourself going red straight away, hoping you could blame it on the heat you'd just been out in. "I was just, walking..." You pointed to Buttercup like that hadn't been obvious.
"Yeah, Owen mentioned he'd asked you to do that," Matteo nodded, the sound of Matteo putting his glass on the counter the only thing to break the silence that followed, again.
"I should probably, get going then," you blurted, unsure of what else to do, and not wanting to make the situation more uncomfortable by sticking around.
Matteo said nothing at first, so you turned to let yourself out, when his brain kicked into gear. "No, no hey wait," he called back, moving around the counter and taking a few steps towards you, "I mean, please."
You paused with your hand on the door handle and turned back to face him.
"I was... out of line last night?" He tried, phrasing like a question as you knitted your brow, so he tried again, "I mean, are you mad at me?"
"Mad? No," you shook your head.
"It's just, you seem to be avoiding me a bit," he said, almost sounding a little nervous.
"I'm just," you found the right words, "not sure what it meant, I guess, I didn't think you liked me like that." Gods, how old were you? Why was this kind of thing always so difficult?
"Didn't think... you didn't?" He laughed light-heartedly, but not in a way that made you feel embarrassed, the opposite actually, relieved. "Judd said I was so obvious that it was a wonder Captain Strand hadn't added me to his 'hit' list, so to speak."
You laughed at this quotation marks and tucked your hair behind your ear. "I thought maybe you were just being nice."
"I mean, yeah," he smiled, "but I was also flirting... unless, you'd rather all I had been doing was being nice, in which case I'll back off-" His demeanour changed with the possibility that he'd crossed a major line, worry in his eyes.
"No, I mean, I don't, I didn't mind," you stuttered, but you saw him visibly relax.
"You didn't?" He checked hopefully.
"No," you replied, moving further into the room as you realised you were still poised at the doorway to leave.
Matteo met you in the middle, "well in that case..." he kissed you again, testing the waters at first, before going back in for a more heated kiss.
You were both lost in the moment, so lost that you didn't notice the door open until you heard TK exclaim: "what!?"
You both jumped apart with a start at the sound, turning to see TK, Carlos and Owen frozen in the doorway. TK was smiling and laughing, Carlos a step behind looking with a worried expression at your dad, who was seething with rage. You could see the cogs in Carlos' head turn, probably wondering what charges he was going to have to bring to his boyfriend's dad any second.
"Chavez," Owen said slowly as Matteo audibly gulped.
"Cap," he replied nervously, mouth suddenly very dry.
"You're going to want to be out of my sight, in the next few seconds," your dad told him, voice low.
"Dad-" you tried but he shook his head, every word and move deliberate.
TK, still grinning like an idiot, gave Matteo a small nod as if to say 'go'.
But Matteo, bless his heart, didn't move. "I really do like your daughter Cap, I wasn't trying to-"
Owen took a step forward, causing Matteo to take an instinctive step back. Carlos took a step forward too, keeping his eye on Owen as TK leaned against the wall, a keen spectator. You rolled your eyes at your brother as he gave his eyebrows a quick, amused raise in your direction. You could imagine him with popcorn right about now.
You shook your head and stepped in between Matteo and Owen. "Dad, we can talk about this."
"Not- not right now," Owen said, addressing you though his eyes were on the person behind you, "as my therapist would say, it is better to have a rational conversation when you're calmer than an argument in the moment."
Oh, you could hear the calm anger lacing his voice. Somehow it was worse than if he was yelling.
"Me, leaving right now isn't me chickening out," Matteo said to you, unable to tear his eyes from Owen's deathly glare, "it's just-"
"Self-preservation," you finished for him, "I get it." And you did, you'd had other boyfriends before, after all, all of whom had had to face the test of Owen Strand. Most didn't pass.
Matteo backed out of the kitchen, bumping into the counter, not taking his eyes off of Owen like a wild animal about to pounce on his prey.
"Not fast enough," Owen warned, taking a half step forward as Matteo made a break for it out the back door. A silence settled in the room after he left, broken only by T.K's chuckles in the corner.
"Dad..." you fixed your eyes on your father with a sickly sweet smile that had always worked to get out of trouble when you were younger.
"Oh, that isn't going to work on me this time, he's lucky I'm not actually a Texan, otherwise I'd be loading my shotgun," he advised, running his hand through his hair, "... hey, Carlos-"
"You cannot have my gun," Carlos answered too quickly for Owen to finish.
"Your... Carlos I was not going to ask for your gun," Owen gave a short, breathy laugh, then tilted his head slightly in though, "although..."
"Dad," T.K shook his head.
"Kidding, kidding," he promised, looking back to Carlos, "I was just going to ask if you could grab some beers out of the fridge, I think I'm going to need a drink for this conversation."
"Right, on it," Carlos said, making a beeline for the kitchen like he'd rather be heading out the back with Matteo. T.K followed him with a smirk and a wink at you as you silently begged him not to leave you alone with Owen.
"Now, young lady," oh, when he called you that, you knew you were in for it. You closed your eyes and sighed, bracing yourself and you turned back on your heels to face your father, "you and I are going to have a little talk."
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kindlefire21 · 1 year
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Tarlos Headcanon
So my headcanon is that next next season when tarlos have married, Carlos is on a call at some house. Not sure what situation it is, but it’s bad. Carlos notices a 3 year-old boy hiding under the bed and manages to lure him out. Somehow, the boy is orphaned and Carlos and TK take the boy in.
He’s a funny little boy with curly hair like Carlos and reminds them of a puppy when he’s confused. He can talk, however they have a hard time understanding him as he pronounces his “F” sounds as “B” sounds and “C” sounds as “T” sounds. He’s a picky eater ‘cause he only wants chicken nuggets. TK shouts in victory when he finally gets him to eat spaghetti or beans. Carlos struggles getting him to take a nap but this little boy is stubborn. They’re both ecstatic when he starts calling them Daddy and Papa.
Then, they officially adopt him as their son.
hopefully, we get to see Carlos and TK as parents soon. 🥹🥹🥹🥹
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make-me-imagine · 1 year
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911 (Fox) Christmas Scenario Game
12 Days of Christmas: Day 7 Bonus
- This includes characters from 911 Lone Star - though it is not on my fandoms list I have seen some of it, and I may write for it if I like the scenario prompt and/or character -
(Link to Scenario Games Masterlist)
Rules/What you do: Just match the month/day/letter to yourself and you got yourself a cute little scenario to imagine lol. And you can also leave in the tags or comments, what your scenario is :) If you don't want to that is fine, but reblogs are still appreciated!
A/N: I also take these scenarios as writing requests as well (only when requests are open obviously)
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Your Birth Month:
'You And...'
January: Mateo Chaves // Lucy Denato
February: Eddie Diaz // Athena Grant
March: Bobby Nash // Maddie Buckley
April: Evan Buckley // Tommy Vega
May: Owen Strand // Lena Bosko
June: Your Choice
July: Chimney Han // Michelle Blake
August: Lou Ransone // Ana Flores
September: Ravi Pannikar // Henrietta Wilson
October: Judson Ryder // Nancy Gillian
November: Albert Han // Marjan Marwani
December: Paul Strickland // Abby Clark
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Your Birth Date:
1: Have a Christmas movie marathon. 2: Cook Christmas dinner. 3: End up as each other's Secret Santa. 4: Make Christmas cookies. 5: Go to a Christmas festival. 6: Have a snowball fight. 7: Host a Christmas party. 8: End up under the mistletoe. 9: Go on a walk in the snow. 10: Exchange Christmas gifts. 11: Go away on a trip together for Christmas. 12: Decorate the Christmas tree. 13: Make snow angels. 14: Go to a Christmas parade. 15: Attend to a Christmas party together. 16: Go sledding. 17: Give each other handmade gifts. 18: Go on a Christmas themed treasure hunt. 19: Go ice skating. 20: Dance around to Christmas music as you decorate. 21: Go to a Christmas market. 22: Are reunited for Christmas 23: Build a snowman. 24: Go to a Christmas tree farm. 25: Drive around to view Christmas lights. 26: Build gingerbread houses. 27: Make each other ugly Christmas sweaters. 28: Accidentally get each other the same gift. 29: Prank each other with mistletoe. 30: Get a puppy/kitten for Christmas 31: Take cheesy Christmas photos together.
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First Letter of Your Name/Username:
(Bonus) And...
A-G: It is your first Christmas together.
H-N: You have your first kiss.
O-T: You get engaged.
U-Z: It is your first date.
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*words in (parentheses) are alternate options/additions.
I apologize if your combo/match up does not make sense, it is hard to make sure that every single combination does. 
xx
*Please consider reblogging or tagging your friends/mutuals to share this around.
General Taglist: @criminaly-supernatural, @imaginesfire, @onuen, @witchygagirl, @alexxavicry
911 Taglist: @spuffyfan394, @webreathfandoms, @locke-writes, @persephonesportal, @pockyandme, @soultrysworld, @averyhotchner, @iinmysights, @that-marvel-simp, @gatefleet,
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starkfastreads · 10 months
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MASTERLIST: RESQUESTS OPEN
Star Wars
Luke Skywalker
Leia Organa
Han Solo
Ben solo
Rey
Finn
Poe Dameron
Obi-Wan Kenobi
Anakin Skywalker
Padme Amidala
Marvel
I won’t start putting names until I’ve written for them but basically everyone in this universe.
Fast and Furious
Dom
Letty
Brian
Jakob
Mia
Han
Roman
Tej
Luke Hobbs 
Deckard Shaw
The Flash
Barry Allen
Iris West
Harry Wells
Eowells
Cisco Ramon
Caitlin Snow
*Possibly others from the Arrowverse like the legends just send in a request.
911
Hen
Howie
Buck
Athena Grant
Bobby Nash
Eddie Diaz
Maddie Buckley
911 lone star
Owen Strand
TK Strand
Carlos Reyes
Marjan Marwani
Nancy
Mateo
Tommy
Judd
Grace
The Last of us HBO show
Ellie(platonic only)
Joel Miller
The umbrella academy
Five Hargreeves(Platonic only)
Allison Hargreeves
Klaus Hargreeves
Viktor Hargreeves
Ben Hargreeves
Luther Hargreeves
Jurassic Park/world
Alan Grant
Ellie Sattler
Ian Malcolm
Claire Dearing
Owen Grady
*And if there's any others you like for me to write for I can do that I'm just listing some of the main characters.
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slytherbun · 2 years
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Five Paragraph Fics (FPF)
Character list
I’d prefer criminal minds, 911 & 911: lone star and euphoria but you can pick any character on the list that I attached above.
Note: this is for a limited time only because I have moved requests to kofi. So this is basically an advertisement for my work. I was originally going to do an Easter special but since I didn’t have time then, I’m posting it now. DM or send an ask for any questions, I’ll edit this post when I close it. <3
I will write fluff, smut and angst. This is a template below but your welcome to pick the storyline.
Tropes
❤️‍🔥 enemies to lovers
🌸 best friends to lovers
🔮 fwb to lovers
🦋 one night stand to lovers
🪄 mutual (oblivious) pinning
🪐 established relationship
💫 ex’s with feelings
🤩 ex’s with benefits
🫗 best friend’s brother/sister
🥂 sugar daddy/mommy
🫶 step brother/sister
✨ poly
🐚 other (click for more)
Storyline Plot (2 max)
⚡️having an argument
🦭making up
🦩 only one bed
💥 fake dating
☂️ forced proximity
🫧 confession (specify if possible)
☁️ hurt/comfort
🫐 personal conversation in front of a group
🦴 near death experience
🍭 sneaking around
💐 smut kinks (click for more)
☀️ other (specify plot)
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feyre-darling92 · 2 years
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New characters
I am now taking requests for 911 lone star characters. I’ll be more than happy to receive your requests!
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veryberryjelly · 5 days
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almond milk, two sugars
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evan buckley x fem!reader
lyric prompt ; 'i pay attention to things that most people ignore' - all american bitch - olivia rodrigo
𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ⚜︎ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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your time at the 188 may not have been very long compared to some of the other firefighters tenure, but it had so far been the best six months of your life.
your hours were adaptable, even if you had regularly worked twelve hour shifts every day.
your coworkers were friendly, so much so that any free time you had, you often spent with them.
whether it was going to the gym with eddie, having dinner with hen or grabbing coffee with buck before or after a shift.
and you loved doing all of that with them.
which was why you always hated cancelling plans on them.
but sometimes it was unavoidable.
which was why you had to message buck that you were running late so you couldn't grab coffee this morning.
your phone hadn't charged so you had no alarm to wake you early enough to grab coffee.
but that also meant that you were uncaffeinated as you hurried into the station for the beginning of your shift.
once you arrived and you saw that there was no urgency for you to rush around, you slowed down, put your things in your locker before climbing the stairs to the kitchen to make yourself a coffee.
you greeted those who were sitting on the couch as you made your way over, going straight for the coffee pot.
as you reached for it you noticed a takeout cup beside it with your name scribbled on the top.
your brows furrowed softly as you picked up the cup, expecting it to be trash that you had forgotten to throw away, but when you found it to be full your brows furrowed softly.
thankfully, the questions you hadn't been able to ask yet were answered when you heard a voice behind you.
"i grabbed you a coffee on my way in."
you turned to find buck stood with an identical cup in his hand, presumably filled with his regular order.
" figured you wouldn't have time this morning and i thought i'd spare us all your decaffeinated wrath "
his words caused a laugh to bubble past your lips.
" thank you, i'm sure the entire team is grateful for your generosity" you joked as you took a sip of the coffee, unable to stop the smile spreading over your face when you realised he had gotten your order right.
" and i am very grateful to not have to drink crap. how do you know my order ?" you hadn't been to coffee with buck often enough for him to know your order so well.
" i pay attention to things that most people ignore. " he explained which just made your smile widen .
" well it is very appreciated, thank you. and i promise i'll be ready to meet tomorrow morning "
there was a brief silence as you picked up your coffee and took another sip, but buck quickly broke it.
" how about we meet tonight instead? "
his question caught you off guard and caused a slight tightening in your chest.
" for, like a date ?" you questioned, wanting to clarify the nature of this meet up.
" yeah, for a date "
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@sunnyhoneyyyyyy
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callsign-dexter · 2 months
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It'll still be a reader insert I just want to know if everyone prefers you or she. If any of that makes sense. The ones with she in them are still gonna be the same.
Thank you! Have a nice morning, day, or night!
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Soon You’ll Get Better
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Prompt -  'Holy orange bottles, each night I pray to you, desperate people find faith, so now I pray to Jesus too.’
Owen knew he had to tell you. He had told Judd, as hard as it had been to say the words out loud for the first time, he had told him. He had told TK, or more accurately TK found out himself and Owen could no longer deny the truth, could no longer smile and pretend it wasn’t real, not when TK had looked at him with those wide, watery eyes and a tremor in his voice.
He knew he had to tell the team but he couldn’t do that because he had to tell you first. He knew Judd and TK wouldn’t tell you but they had both had countless conversations with him about how you needed to know and he knew they were right. If he were being honest with himself he was holding off telling you for the same reason he hadn’t told TK back in New York when he’d found out, he was scared.
Owen Strand was scared and it was easy to put on a wide smile and hide behind it, to push the diagnosis to the back of his mind and enjoy the time he had with you. He liked to think he was a strong man but this was different, it was different in the same way he was weak opposite TK who was hurt and terrified, he was weak because he didn’t think he could stand seeing the fear in your eyes, the look on your face every time you looked at him knowing that the cancer was eating away at him. He couldn’t stand the thought of you looking at him like he was already dead, nothing but a walking corpse.
He hadn’t known you very long but it was long enough to know you were special, to know that you would be somebody who changed his life. He cared for you deeply, from the second you walked into the firehouse and flashed him that warm smile before sitting opposite him and TK to talk about your place in the 126. He liked to think he had done a good job hiding how much he liked you from your half hour meeting but the second you left TK had turned to him with a wide grin of his own and Owen rolled his eyes as he told him to shut up before any words even left his mouth, something that only made TK smile wider.
Working alongside you was thrilling, Owen had had partners before but the way the two of you moved with each other, always knowing what the other was thinking without either of you needing to voice anything wasn’t just helpful in your line of duty but it also made Owen smile every time he thought of your silent communication, knowing that you had become so close after only a few weeks together. He let himself think of a future, he had to because he refused to think about what could happen if the chemo didn’t work. He let himself think of months or years working side by side with you, the two of you in perfect sync. It was a thought that made sitting in the hospital slightly more bearable.
Owen knew you weren’t stupid. He knew you had noticed him sneaking off during shifts only to come back slightly shaky and pale, he had gotten lucky that you hadn’t pushed it, only asking if he was ok and making sure he had a bottle of water when he returned. He knew this wouldn’t last for long though, eventually you would start pushing, asking him what was wrong and the last thing he needed was you dragging him to Michelle.
So he had to tell you, something that was easier said than done.
It wasn’t like he hadn’t tried. In fact countless times he had invited you over with the intention to tell you about the cancer only to back out at the last second, pushing it to the back of his head as best he could before focusing on your company. He had called you into his office multiple times where there were no distractions before he always decided against it, telling Judd and TK’s disappointed looks that telling you at work wasn’t the best idea.
But he knew he couldn’t put it off any longer and swore to himself that today was the day he would tell you.
He had already invited you around for a dinner he was in the middle of cooking, TK had left the house with a warning that he better tell you tonight and Owen would make good on that promise.
Things between you and Owen were good, the two of you had been close from day one. It felt like you had known each other forever, there was no awkwardness, no strained silences. The two of you got to talking and immediately hit it off. Owen knew it was going in a good direction, he knew you liked him and God knows how much he liked you. He had seen the hints when you had been over at his place, knew that if he had just leaned in and kissed you that you wouldn’t have pushed him away.
But he couldn’t. It didn’t feel right to start something with you without you knowing about the cancer. He wouldn’t judge you if it were too much, if you decided to just be friends and stop the flirtatious looks and teasing remarks. He’d be devastated, no doubt about it, but he would understand. Jumping into a relationship with a sick man wouldn’t be ideal.
By the time you were knocking on the door Owen felt like a nervous mess and without any alcohol to soothe his nerves he felt ready to back out of this conversation again.
All the stress seemed to melt away as he opened the door, seeing you standing there with a smile on your face brought a matching one to his. You weren’t dressed up, you had long since switched from that to a more comfortable attire with the more time you spent at Owen’s house and yet somehow you still managed to take his breath away.
“Can I come in?” You laughed, causing Owen to snap back to reality and smile wider at you, shaking his head to clear his mind as he opened the door wider for you.
“Please do, dinner’s almost ready.” Owen told you as he took your coat. “Beautiful as always, dear.”
He couldn’t stop his smile from widening even as he knew the eye roll was coming.
“You okay? You sounded…I don’t know you sounded weird on the phone.” You asked as you leaned against the counter and watched Owen walk towards the pans resting on the stove.
The silence stretched for a moment too long and you frowned as you stared at his back, watching as he tensed up before seemingly forcing himself to relax.
“Owen?” You asked again and heard him sigh before turning the heat down.
He turned to face you with a serious and almost sad look on his face causing you to look at him warily, not sure what bad news he was about to deliver but knowing it was coming.
“Hey, talk to me.” You prompted softly, watching as Owen let his eyes fall closed as he took a deep breath. “It’s me, whatever it is we’ll deal with it.”
Those words had Owen smiling and opening his eyes to stare at you in wonderment. God, you were too good for him, he had no idea what he had done to deserve even meeting you. Here you were, so ready to stand beside him and create a solution to whatever it was that was bothering him.
If only it were that easy.
“I was going to wait until after dinner to tell you.” Owen began, feeling like his throat was swelling up on him.
“Tell me what?” You asked, keeping your voice soft even as your brows knitted together as you looked at him in confusion.
“C’mere,” Owen said, knowing full well he was doing nothing but buying himself a few more seconds of living in a world where you didn’t know but there was no going back now.
You let your fingers entwine with Owen’s when he held his out for you, squeezing his hand reassuringly as he led you to the living room and onto the sofa. Neither of you let go of the other as you sat next to each other, nor did you move your legs when your knees brushed together.
Owen opened his mouth only to close it against every few seconds, sure he had gone over what he was going to say to you a thousand times and that was all well and good but actually sitting here beside you, your hand in his with your thumb brushing against his skin, it felt impossible to get the words out.
“Hey,” you said quietly, not talking until Owen looked over at you and you smiled sadly when you saw fear on his face, “whatever it is I’m right here.”
Owen forced himself to swallow around the lump in his throat, his eyes suddenly burning at your words before he took a breath and nodded.
“I don’t know how I got so lucky finding you,” Owen murmured and took comfort in how your smile shifted and brightened your face. He let himself relax as he looked at you for a second longer before forcing the words out. “I should’ve told you a long time ago but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.”
“Tell me what, Owen?” You asked again and Owen squeezed your hand before he spoke.
“I’ve got cancer, Y/N.” There, the words were out. He had actually told you and even though a weight was still resting heavily on him he felt a little bit better knowing that you knew, that going forward he was being totally honest with you even if it meant losing you.
Owen never took his eyes off you as he told you the secret only four people knew, five now that he included you. He watched as your eyes widened, watched your skin pale, saw the way your mouth fell open and tears filled your eyes seconds later once the words fully hit you.
He hated that he was the reason for such a reaction, he only wanted to draw smiles and laughs from you.
Then there was the fear that clouded your eyes, the fear he so desperately didn’t want to see. You were scared for him and Owen didn’t want that, he didn’t want you worrying that every second you spent with him would be your last or if he was suddenly going to kneel over mid conversation.
“Y/N, I’m alright.” Owen said when minutes had passed and you had yet to say anything. His words seemed to snap you back to reality and you swallowed around the burning lump in your throat, feeling tears well in your eyes as you stared at Owen.
“No, you’re not.” You whispered, a hundred questions racing through your mind.
“Hey,” he said softly, not letting go of the hand he was holding as he lifted his other to cup your cheek and wipe the few tears that had leaked out. “I’m really ok or as ok as I can be. I’m on the treatments the doctors want me on and they like my chances. I’m ok, sweetheart, I promise.”
You leaned into the touch on your cheek before shifting forward to press your forehead against Owen’s and heard the soft chuckle as he held you close to him, both of you silent for the next few minutes as you took in what he had told you.
“You said you're on the treatment, does that mean chemo?” You whispered, not wanting to move away from him.
“Yeah, yeah they have me on chemo. That part is hard, I won’t lie but they say it looks good so I can’t complain.” Owen reassured you and you nodded against him, needing another moment to take in everything.
“Does TK go with you?” You asked, hating the thought of Owen going through this alone.
“He has been but he only found out not too long ago-”
“You’ve been doing this alone?” You asked him, interrupting whatever else he was going to say.
“Of course that’s the part that upsets you the most.” Owen chuckled but brushed his thumb across your cheekbone, keeping you in place when you went to pull away. “It’s not too bad, well except for this guy who comes in when I do and, well story for a different time but I’ve been ok.”
You nodded again and let the silence stretch despite having more questions to ask, wanting to know exactly what type of cancer he had, how far along it was, how long had he been on chemo, how long had he been dealing with this alone if TK only found out recently? Instead of asking them though you squeezed Owen’s hand in yours and lifted your free one to rest on top of his still resting on your cheek. Owen smiled as you turned your face slightly to press a soft kiss to his palm.
“I really don’t know what I did to deserve you.” He told you again and you shook your head with a smile because really it was the other way around.
Seeing Owen sat in the hospital chair, wires connected to a machine and a needle being pushed into his skin, made your heart ache. He looked tired though and yet even now, even when he was the one who needed you to be brave, there he was smiling over at you and reaching a hand out for you.
“I’m alright.” He assured you and you couldn’t help but laugh softly.
You forced yourself to relax in your seat as you reached for his hand and squeezed it softly, letting your thumb brush against his skin as you smiled at him. Even though he knew you were scared you couldn’t tell him that, not whilst he was the one suffering.
It was hard to hide your fear though, under the hospital lighting Owen looked exhausted, his own fear well disguised for your sake no doubt. You knew it was your turn to push away how scared you were, Owen needed you to be brave right now.
It had been two weeks since you found out he had cancer, weeks you had spent trying to come to terms with it but it seemed impossible. Owen having cancer seemed like it wasn’t real, how could this man, this charming, confident, caring man suddenly be sick, be in a hospital chair getting treatment for cancer?
It didn’t seem real and yet here you were with him.
In the two weeks you had known you had familiarised yourself with orange bottles filled with different pills, listened as Owen explained what they were for. More than once you had raised the issue of if he should be working, if he should be running into smoke filled buildings when he had lung cancer but each time he brushed you off and told you he wasn’t going to give up his job.
Some nights you found yourself so consumed by fear it felt like you were going out of your mind, the idea of losing Owen…
Every time TK called you you got a burst of anxiety, expecting the worst and then having to swallow down how scared you had been for a second once he started talking and everything was fine. You had never been heavy on religion, never found much comfort in praying but you had spent countless nights since finding out praying to anyone who would listen that Owen would be ok.
“I know you are.” You told him, proud when your voice didn’t shake.
“You sound like you actually believe that.” Owen told you with a laugh and you couldn’t stop your smile from widening.
“Of course I believe it,” you told him, letting yourself focus on being with Owen, on making sure he was as ok as he could be and not having to worry about you. “You’ll be out of here before you know it.”
“It’s not so bad now that you’re here.” Owen smiled and you squeezed his hand again, watching as his eyes drifted down to them before he raised them to press a kiss against the back of yours. “Thank you for being here, sweetheart.”
“Nowhere else I’d rather be.” You told him, forcing your smile to stay in place and the tears to disappear before they had the chance to fill your eyes.
“I can think of a hundred different places I’d rather take you.” Owen chuckled and you found it easy to laugh with him causing his smile to grow.
“Soon you’ll get better and we can go wherever you want.” You grinned at him and he kissed your hand again as he smiled over at you, completely enamoured by you.
When he told you about his cancer he had expected you to put distance between the two of you, to put a stop to the flirting and the touches, the lingering gazes, he expected all of it to stop. Never in all the scenarios he had played out had he imagined you sat at his side at every doctor's appointment or chemo session, never had he pictured you squinting down at orange bottles, frowning at the long words and googling what they were.
He didn’t know what he had done to deserve you, it was a question he pondered before telling you about the cancer and it was a question that he couldn’t wrap his head around after telling you. He knew you were scared but no matter what you stuck to his side, if he tried to sneak away to throw up you were there with a glass of water and his toothbrush, if he needed a minute to catch his breath you were there comfortingly rubbing your fingers along his back. Whenever he needed you you were there and he thanked God for bringing you to him every day.
He’d get better, he’d seen the chemo out and do whatever the doctors asked of him if it meant he could make good on his promise to take you to the hundred other places he’d rather be with you, to experience a life and a future with you.
Owen Strand would get better and you would be there every step of the way.
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Appetizer - Carlos Reyes x M!Reader
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Carlos did most of the cooking in your relationship and you were barely even allowed in the kitchen after that time you forgot you put a frozen pizza in the oven and two hours later your apartment was filled with smoke.
You get home from a long shift, there's a bottle of wine and two glasses sitting on the table with a delicious smell coming from the kitchen.
"Babe what smells so good," you ask but get stopped in your tracks when you find Carlos shirtless standing at the sink.
"Lasagna will be done in twenty minutes but this sauce stain on my shirt is being a real pain to get out," he says scrubbing the large red stain on his shirt.
"I think I'm gonna need an appetizer before dinner," you say.
"Oh okay, you want to get started on the salad I made?" He says confused.
"I'm thinking of something else actually," you say approaching him, reaching out to cup his massive chest.
You jiggle his pecs and Carlos laughs, your affinity for his chest never failed to make him smile.
You lean down to lick one of his nipples before doing the same to the other and he groans as they pebble under your touch.
Carlos rests against the kitchen counter, sighing as you take your time sucking and playing with them.
His hips buck into your stomach when you tug on one of them with your teeth.
"Y/N," he moans when your hands begin to unbutton his pants and free his cock.
You rapidly flick your tongue over his nipple and stroke him until he's fully hard.
He tightly grips the kitchen counter, knuckles turning white as he rolls his hips.
"Turn around, I want your ass," you tell him.
Carlos gulps and is now facing the counter, groaning when his pants get tugged down to his ankles.
You spread his cheeks apart and dive in, tongue lapping his hole.
He moans, his cock laying on the cold counter giving him goosebumps all over his body.
You temporarily leave his hole to lick and suck at the back of his balls and Carlos lets out a, "Holy shit."
Carlos rubs his cock against the cold counter, playing with his own nipples which are still wet and hard from you.
You sink your teeth into his cheek and he yelps but you soothe the bite mark with your tongue.
Returning to his hole he moans as your tongue pushes inside him.
"I'm so close," he says and begins quickly moving his hips for friction from the counter.
Your tongue is swirling around his hole and when he tugs harshly on both nipples he cums onto the counter.
Carlos is moaning and gasping, so many parts of his body being stimulated in different ways it completely consumes him.
You can see his knees shaking so you stand up wrapping your arms around his waist to hold him steady.
"I got you," you whisper in his ear and his hips jolt a few more times as the last of his cum shoots out from his cock.
He takes a moment to collect himself and smiles as you gently kiss his neck.
He looks over at the oven to see the timer counting down the last thirty seconds.
"You go clean up and take a seat at the table, I'll finish up this lovely dinner," you say, kissing his cheek.
"Don't forget to dress the salad," he replies.
"Hey I may not be able to cook as good as you but I know how to put dressing on a salad," you laugh, "plus as you can tell I'm much better at eating things."
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Tarlos Wedding Celebration Event [Week 14] -> favorite kiss(es)-> 1.02
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