Imagine Dating Harrison And Your Brother Tom Finds Out

My love, My life (social media) Masterlist

Info: y/n and Tom have been together for 10 years and when the question is asked, there lives slowly come together.

Part 1

Part 2

Little Snowflake

Info: Chicago is a magical place in the snow, but it becomes magical for the Severide family.

Relationship: Kelly Severide x wife reader

Kelly Severide sighed heavily as he looked outside the firehouse to see the snow falling heavily. It was always nice to see the snow cover the grounds, but as an emergency service worker, Kelly hated it. The roads always became slippy, regardless at how often they were cleared, which meant that multiple accidents were bound to happen. Severide had lost count at how many 51 had been called to today, but it was far from his mind with all the changes about to happen.

Kelly and Y/n were due to become parents in the next few weeks. The couple had hoped the snow would be gone before y/n’s due date, but it seemed unlikely the closer they got to the date. Kelly had told his wife to be careful with the change of weather, but y/n was always an anxious person when home alone, and with her leaving work to spend time relaxing before the baby, she often found herself walking to the firehouse to make dinner for the crew. Kelly would always scold her for walking to the house in the freezing temperatures, but y/n made the point of it being good for dilation.

Kelly smiled when he seen the familiar figure waddling up the driveway, a shopping bag in one hand. Seeing y/n’s slow steps, Kelly threw on his coat before walking down the driveway to meet her. Y/n smiled up at him as he took the bag from her, and rolled her eyes as Severide wrapped one arm around her waist, the other taking her hand along with the bags to help her walk.

“Kelly I’m fine walking on my own.” Y/n whined, shaking her head at her husbands antics. “I don’t want you to slip. It can harm the baby.” Kelly stated, shaking off her concerns as they made it inside the building. “I think the baby will be just fine with your genes.” Y/n remarked, allowing Kelly to take her coat and scarf, opting to keep on her hat. “Hi.” She smiled, pecking Kelly on the lips.

Kelly smiled as he moved to drape their coats over his chair before taking the bag once again as his wife mae her way into the canteen. Y/n smiled as she heard the firemen cheer when they seen her, Kelly just laughing as he moved to place the bag on the table.

“Hey, our chef is here.” Hermann stated, pointing at the very pregnant woman in front of them. “What we have today?” Mouch asked, looking over the couch to see her. “I was thinking some lamb stew, something easy.” Y/n shrugged, accepting the hug Stella gave her. “You didn’t have to come, we could of made something ourselves.” Stella scolded the woman, placing a hand on y/n’s very swollen stomach. “I like doing it. Nothing else to be doing with Kelly hiding all the babies stuff that needs to be built.” Y/n spared a glare to Kelly who put his hands up in surrender. “Forgive me for not wanting you straining yourself.” Kelly stated. “We haven’t even got the babies crib built yet.” Y/n remarked, causing everyone to chuckle.

Silence filled the room as the bell was heard, the woman’s voice coming through with the information needed. Y/n laughed lightly as the crew stepped into action, Kelly kissing the side of her head as he rushed by her. Tapping him on the arm, y/n watched the fire trucks drove off before moving to start prepping the food.

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The house was smelling of fresh cooking when Kelly returned from their newest case. Rubbing his hand over his face he followed the rest of the firefighters into the canteen where they could see y/n finishing up sorting the plates and basket of rolls.  Smiling slightly at her, he moved towards her to pull her into a hug, only for her to move away from him on the last second.

“Clean up first.” Y/n scrunched her nose as he looked at his sooty face. “Not even a hug.” Kelly mocked hurt. “No way are you touching me while your all dirt.” Y/n stated, causing Kelly to sigh jokingly. “Come on, dinners ready.”

Chuckling lightly Kelly moved away from his wife and quickly hit the showers. It wasn’t long before he returned, and y/n happily gave him a hug when he approached her. Rubbing his hand on her bump he gave her a quick kiss before moving to grab two plates. Following y/n to an empty chair, he dug into his food, very little conversation happening as each firefighter dug in.

The wind could be heard outside as y/n and Kelly made their way out to the front, Kelly helping y/n put on her coat before turning to grab his own. As he turned he seen y/n grimace slightly, hand her stomach, and he frowned as he walked towards her.

“You alright?” He asked, placing a hand on her back. “Yeah just baby kicking like crazy lately” Y/n sighed, rubbing her stomach lightly. “Do you want to sit down for a minute? I’ll just tell Boden I’m walking you home.” “No Kelly, I’m fine. Just give me a minute to catch my breath and then I can..” Kelly cut him off only to stop mid conversation. “You been getting these often?” Kelly asked, concerned for her and the babies wellbeing. “This morning but than they went away. I’m sure they’ll settle in a minute.” Y/n’s voiced pitched higher as she felt another strong kick, followed by the feeling of water on her legs. “I think your waters just broke.” Kelly spoke, panicking slightly at the puddle on the ground. “No, no, I’m sure it’s false labour.” Y/n spoke, trying to convince herself. “Waters don’t break at false labour babe.” Kelly stated, grabbing y/n’s arm to help her sit down. “We’re not ready, we haven’t even a crib for them.” Y/n stated, cringing as she felt another contraction. “Hey, hey, breath, it’s okay. We’ll get through this okay. Stella.” Kelly called out, crouching down to be at y/n’s eye level.

Hearing Kelly shout her first name, Kidd ran out, stopping as she seen Kelly crouching down in front of y/n. Y/n had her head on Kelly’s chest, trying to ignore the waves of pain. They weren’t that close at the minute, so Kelly knew they had time, but he wanted to get to the hospital before the bad night fall of snow began.

“We need to get y/n to the hospital.” Kelly stated, and Kidd nodded.

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Kelly had stayed by y/n’s side throughout the journey to the hospital. Brett and Kidd both went with them with the weather conditions unknown. Every now and then they heard y/n cry out in pain, but Kelly kept holding her hands, allowing her to squeeze them as hard as she wanted. On arrival, y/n was brought straight to the maternity ward, where Maggie was waiting. Having been y/n’s nurse throughout the pregnancy, she wanted to be there to help y/n when needed.

The birth wasn’t quick, but it was smooth sailing, and Kelly felt like he had little time to think before Maggie shouted that they could see the head. When Kelly let go of y/n’s hand to grab himself a drink, y/n had taken to hitting his arm multiple times, causing him to give up and turn his full attention to her. His hand was numb by the end but he didn’t care so long as mother and baby were okay.

“It’s a healthy baby boy. Congratulations.” Maggie announced as cries were heard, and y/n struggled to catch her breath as she laughed lightly. “You did it y/n.” Kelly smiled down at her, tears evident in his eyes. “A baby boy.” Y/n cried, watching as the baby was wrapped in a blanket. “Would dad like  to do the honours?” Maggie asked, offering the surgical scissors to Kelly. “Where do I?” “Just here where the clamp is.” Maggie coaxed his hand to the umbilical cord, helping him cut it.

Kelly smiled as he caught his first look at his son before grinning at y/n. Leaning down to kiss y/n’s head he moved her hair back from her forehead before the baby was hand to him. Y/n watched tiredly as the nurses worked to tidy her up.

“You just need two stitches.” Maggie noted, allowing the doctor in. “He’s perfect.” Kelly stated, bringing the baby over to his mother. “I never thought I could love any more than I do now.” Y/n spoke as Kelly placed the babe in her arms. “What are we calling him?” Maggie asked, moving to admire the baby. “Nicholous, Nickolous Kel Severide.” Y/n noted, Kelly nodded in agreement. “Perfect, just like his mother.” Kelly nodded, kissing y/n’s head as she looked down at the baby in her arms.

Secrets can't always be kept to yourself (Masterlist)

Y/n is a 17 year old girl who, like Reid, graduated early and is now doing an internship with the FBI. Having worked with the young girl since she begun and become impressed with the way she works, the BAU crew took a liking to her and took her under their wing. But no matter how close you become to someone, you never know what they can be hiding, and maybe figuring out the signs can happen too late.

Main masterlist

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Hello Sweetheart if you don't mind ofc Whould you write me an imagine Fanfic Oneshot imagine of about me and Will Halstead pliss 🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️

Info: Y/n Halstead prepared to spend her first married new year alone, but Will has other plans

Pairing: Will Halstead x wife reader

After 5 years together, y/n and Will had happily tied the knot during the school holidays. With y/n being a teacher it wasn’t easy to take time off, but being a doctor made weekends difficult for Will to take off. The two were patient on the lead up for marriage, but Will had been adamant to make y/n his before the year was out. So they had a small ceremony in June during the week, with their celebration of course in Mollies, with all of med, 51 and Intelligence present. Neither of their parents were present in their lives, with Will’s father a dead beat of a father and y/n being an orphan, so they weren’t around for the wedding.

Now, 6 months on the two had developed a healthy routine that allowed them to spend time together without effecting their jobs. Y/n knew that Will was passionate about being a doctor, and she didn’t want to mess with that, so she wasn’t one to complain when he worked longer hours and wasn’t home before she went to bed. Her hours were more routine, and she would make sure to do plans and corrections before leaving the school, avoiding bringing work home. Will made sure to get at least one weekend a month to spend with his wife, and made sure to spend some form of special days with her when possible.

New years was no different. Will had gotten up earlier so the two could go out for a nice lunch at y/n’s favourite restaurant. He had the night shift so y/n knew they wouldn’t be ringing in the new year together, so she made sure to enjoy the time she had for herself.

“I’m sure next year I’ll have it off.” Will stated as he grabbed his bag for work, and y/n laughed in dismissal. “Don’t be silly, I’m sure tonight will be busy with people making silly mistakes, so don’t worry about me.” Y/n smiled, wrapping her arms around Will’s neck. “Doing anything nice?” Will asked, intrigued on what she’ll do. “I think Jay is going to meet me for a walk and then I’ll just come back here, open a bottle of wine for the night and then head to bed.” “Sounds depressing.” Will commented, and y/n frowned at him jokingly before kissing him gently. “I love you.” Y/n mumbled, smiling brightly at her husband. “And I love you. I’ll give you a call if I can, see if your still awake.” Will joked, giving y/n quick peck on the lips before pulling away to put on his coat. “You and I both now that won’t happen.” Y/n laughed, and Will shrugged his shoulders in dismissal. “Bye.” Will smiled, giving her a half wave as he opened the door. “Save lives.” Y/n replied, before moving to the window to watch for his car to pull off.

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Y/n had spent her day out with Jay after he finished his shift and they had winded up walking the small park with some coffee in hands before meeting with Hailey for dinner, which y/n was sure she had crashed in on despite their protests that it was fine. Jay and y/n were close ever since Will had introduced them to each other, and he had become like an older brother to her. He always checked on her when Will was working late or working nights. Living a block away from each other helped, and despite it being annoying y/n was grateful to finally have a family that cared for each other.

Now, y/n was sitting at the Tv, bottle of wine opened in front of her with a glass filled with the red liquid. There was nothing on but y/n had thrown on a channel that was showcasing some new year’s event, scrolling through her phone to answer the new year messages she had received. Majority of her friends were on shift for the night, so it was going to be awhile before anyone would respond. She laughed as Conor, y/n’s best friend since childhood and Will’s colleague, had texted her a picture of the two from their teen years, both having a drink that had been stolen from Mister Rodhes cabinet.

Hearing the last song play out and catching the time, y/n grabbed her glass from the table as the host began to introduce the count down for the new year. The crowds that were present at the festival could be heard cheering as the countdown began. Y/n chanced her luck to call Will, but only smiled as she got his voicemail, knowing he was busy looking after patients. As the chants counted down to one, y/n heads whipped around as she heard the door open. Frowning, she put the glass down to stand up, thinking she had locked the door earlier when she came in.

“Hello?” Y/n called out, unsure of what to do. She wasn’t expecting anything, so hearing no answer made her freeze. “Who’s there?” Y/n called again, moving towards the front door, trying to catch the intruder.

She jumped as fireworks were heard outside the window, and she screamed as someone came into her view. A familiar laugh came out of the figures mouth, and y/n squinted before sighing when she seen who it was. Will kept laughing as he moved towards y/n, immediately moving to catch her lips.

“Happy new year.” Will muttered, allowing y/n to hit his chest. “I thought you were an intruder.” Y/n stated, whacking him across the chest to no effect. “I’m sorry, it was too hard to resist seeing you all curled up to the sofa.” Will laughed, and y/n smiled. “I called and received no answer so thought you were busy working.” Y/n stated, shivering slightly as Will brought his hands up her back to her shoulders. “They were all teasing me at work saying how bad I was for leaving you alone for our first year married, so Maggie told me to go when it was ….” Will closed off the end, not wanting to jinx it, causing y/n to chuckle at the medical beliefs. “But it seems I needn’t of bothered, for I still have received a happy new year to everyone bar the most important person.” “Happy new year, Halstead.” Y/n mumbled, moving to kiss Will once again. “Same to you, Halstead.” Will smirked as the name rolled off his tongue, peppering y/n’s faces with kisses as she giggled. “How long you got?” She asked, moving to lean on his chest as she moved to look out the window where the fireworks were still going. “Not long. Just a quick hello goodbye.” Will laughed, and y/n laughed back. “Go save some lives.” Y/n smiled, and Will kissed her forehead. “I love you.” Will mumbled in her hair before moving away. “I love you too.” Y/n stated, “I better call Jay and tell him there’s an intruder.” She called after him. “At least I know he’d be there for you if needed.” Will shrugged, and y/n nodded in agreement. “Happy new year y/n.” “Happy new year.” Y/n smiled, before watching her husband walk out the door.

I'm proud of you- Tobey Maguire x reader: platonic

Info: Y/n plays Toms Peter Parker sister, and has been emancipated from her parents since she was 15. Now 17, her father is trying to get in contact with her, and bumping into him on the street isn't exactly what she wanted to happen during her lunch break, especially when a co-star is around.

Pairing: Tobey Maguire x reader platonic

Warnings: Mentions of loss relationship with parents.

"Alright guys, lets break for lunch." Jon Watts, the director of Spiderman no way home, called out as we finished filming the latest scene where the three Peter's meet.

Y/n stood up from her position and stretched her arms before walking towards her seat, grabbing her belongings. Turning on her phone, she sighed as she seen a message from her father.

From a young age y/n and her parents didn't have the greatest relationship. When she was three her parents stopped caring for her as a parent should a child, instead leaving her on her own, often with no food for days. At age 15, y/n had enough of the way she had been treated and decided to looked into emancipated. With her career in acting starting to rise having been in Marvel since she was 10, she was able to prove that she was financially stable and capable of looking after herself, leading to her parents control over her being lifted. Since then, she hadn't been in contact with them, until now.

'Y/n, come on ,can we meet up.'

Shaking her head, y/n swiped away from the message and threw on her jacket before grabbing her water bottle and leaving the set area. She waved to Andrew, Tobey and Tom as she stepped into her trailer, closing the door behind her.

Y/n looked in the mirror, checking herself to see if anything she was wearing would give away anything about the new Spiderman movie. Seeing a fake deep gash on her hairline, she grabbed a bobble beanie before throwing her long coat on and putting her purse and phone in her pocket, leaving her trailer and heading out to the street. With her hands in her pockets, y/n walked down the streets towards the coffee shop to grab a sandwich, salad and some iced coffee to go.

After grabbing her lunch she started making her way back to set to eat with the others. Reaching the gate of the entrance to set, she turned as she heard a voice calling her name, almost cursing as she saw who it was across the road from her.

"Hey, y/n, wait up." Her father shouted, rushing to cross the road after her as she went to go behind the gate away from him.

Y/n ignored him and went to enter the side gate since no one was there only for her elbow to be grabbed.

"Y/n, please, let's talk." Her father stated, not letting her arm go as he walked away from the set, dragging her with him. "There's nothing to talk about." Y/n shook her head, looking anywhere but him. "Come on y/n, let's talk. What's the harm in that?" "All this time and now you want to talk." She asked in disbelieve. "Y/n, I just want to talk." "Why should I? You weren't there for me when I needed you so why should I let you talk to me now." "Y/n, come on, I'm your father." Her father spoke. "You and mom did nothing but hurt me time and time again when I was young, so no your not my father." "Y/n..." "Come near me again, and I will get a restraining order against you." Y/n stated harshly.

Her father went to respond when someone came up to them.

"Everything okay over here." Tobey asked, standing beside y/n as he watched the man in front of him. "Yeah, just talking." Y/n responded, watching her father look at Tobey with irritation. "Yeah, we're just talking." Her father nodded. "The others are waiting for us, I came out to see if you were close by." Tobey stated, pointing behind him at the gate as he turned to face y/n. "He was just leaving." Y/n spoke, glaring slightly at the man in front of her and her co- star. "Just, call me, alright. This is our house number." The man she glared at stated, handing her a piece of paper. "Don't hold your breathe." Y/n stated. "Right." Her father nodded, glancing at Tobey before looking at y/n as he turned to leave.

Tobey watched the unknown man walk down the pathway before facing Y/n who looked frustrated as she stared down at the piece of paper she was given.

"What was that about." He asked, causing her to turn and look at him. "Nothing to worry about." She fake smiled, scrunching the piece of paper into a ball before throwing it into the bin nearby. "I know it isn't nothing. considering the fact that you threatened to get a restraining order against them." "YOu heard that huh." Y/n replied before walking towards the gate.

Tobey followed her as she lifted up her ID, scanning it before entering the gate. He followed suite before gently grabbing her hand to stop her. He looked down at y/n, seeing the frustration still present on her face.

"Talk to me y/n, what's going on?" He asked gently, concerned for the young girl. Y/n looked down before looking back at Tobey. "Growing up, my parents, weren't exactly the best parents me." She started, looking to the side where she could see the trailers of those who worked on the new movie. Tobey looked around before siting on a wall, y/n following suite, placing her lunch to the side before she continued. "They left me continuously when I was three, sometimes not feeding me and often not interacting with me. I was alone, no one was there for me when I needed them. When I started filming marvel, I found it as an escape, and when I was 15, I decided that I was going for emancipation from them. Due to my work and my capability of living on my own, I got it granted. I never heard from them since. Until now." She looked down, playing with her fingers. "Y/n..." Tobey sighed, pulling his young co-star into a hug. "Everyone knows that I don't live with my parents, but I never told them the whole story." Y/n stated, leaning into Tobey's embrace as he rubbed her arm gently. "Hey, it's okay, you've made it this far and you still have so much left in life, you don't need them. Family isn't just blood you know." He stated. "Yeah." Y/n smiled.

"I'm proud of you." Tobey stated, causing y/n to pull away from him gently, tears building up in her eyes. "What's wrong?" He asked, confused. "Just, been awhile since anyone has told me their proud of me." She stated, wiping her eyes as a tear fell down her cheek. Tobey smiled and pulled her back into a hug, patting her back gently.

The two stayed in silence before Tobey spoke. "Let's head back to the others, they'll be wondering where we got to." He stated, pulling away from the hug. "Yeah." Y/n nodded, grabbing her sandwich, salad and drink before the two walked back to set. "Thanks Tobey." Y/n smiled as the others came into sight. "Anytime." Tobey smiled, wrapping an arm around her shoulder before they walked to the rest of the cast who cheered upon seeing them.

"We thought you got lost." Andrew stated causing y/n and Tobey to laugh as they sat opposite each other. "How could I ever get lost with you lot making noise." Y/n joked causing the rest to laugh.

Y/n looked at Tobey as they eased into conversations, him smiling at her gently in reassurance.

Hiya I was wondering if there’s going to be a part three to Saul x daughter!reader - I just want my dad?

coming soon, I just finished it yesterday so it's on my upload schedule. Good few on the list so should be out by end of month. I have two parts ready so I hope to be able to keep up the regular updates.

"Dodgeball"

Request: from @unknowntoyou2205 Can you do spencer platonic where she is Derek sister and generally goes to them after school but one day she comes in hurt

Derek Morgan x sister!reader, Spencer Reid x platonic!reader

Summary: You're lying to Derek about how you got hurt at school but you can't hide from a bunch of profilers, much less a genius too.

A/N: Thanks for the request! As always, feedback is appreciated.

CW: reader has minor injuries, talks of bullying, one swear word incase someone cares about that lol

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Hiding your limp would be painful, but easy. Your bloody lip on the other hand would be harder to disguise. You winced as you pressed a cold paper towel to the cut in an attempt to help the swelling go down, but it wasn’t working and if you didn’t catch the next metro to Quantico your brother, Derek, would likely assume that someone had kidnapped you. You slung your backpack over your shoulder and limped out of the bathroom towards the metro platform.

For the entire fifteen minute train ride you tried to come up with the best story possible to explain why your lip was busted- so far your best idea was just to tell everyone that you got hit in the face with a dodgeball during gym class- but there were no seats available on the underground car, forcing you to stand on your aching leg. By the time your stop was reached it was nearly impossible for you to walk normally without wincing. Still, you put on a brave face as you got into the elevator and pressed the button that would take you to the sixth floor.

You thought about your story again for just a second. Was there even a point in hiding the truth from profilers?

The elevator doors opened and you decided the best course of action was to hide your limp as best as you possibly could and go with the dodgeball story. You practiced keeping a straight face as you walked into the bullpen area.

Just like everyday they were home from a case, your brother looked over at you as you walked through the glass doors and toward his desk.

“Hey (Y/N), how was- oh what happened?” Derek stood up from his desk as you reached him, touching a gentle hand to your face.

“Dodgeball is what happened,” you said, pulling your face away. “It’s fine.”

“Are you sure it’s fine?” Spencer said from his desk.

Ugh, you thought. Profilers. “Yeah. It’s fine.”

You went to move to the empty desk across from Derek’s but couldn’t contain a wince as you sat down. You could feel the looks of your brother, Spencer, and Agent Prentiss watching you carefully as you took out your homework and continued to try to convince them that everything was truly fine.

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It was almost the end of the work day. Prentiss had already left with JJ and Garcia for girls night. Rossi had gone too- probably to do some rich guy stuff. Your brother was sitting in Hotch’s office, the two of them discussing one last consult before going home. The only people in the bullpen were you and Spencer.

You finished up your homework and put it away, grateful that you could forget about school for the day.

“So, dodgeball?” Spencer asked as you bent down to put your folder in your backpack.

“Yep,” you said. “Dodgeball.”

“And you got hit on the hip too?” Spencer said. You didn’t reply. “I don’t think there’s a formal statistic for being hit in the face with a dodgeball and on the hip at the same time, but I’d imagine the chances are about 0.032% depending on the environment.”

“I guess I’m just that lucky,” you replied, avoiding the agent’s gaze as you sat up, wincing at the movement of your hip again.

“(Y/N),” Spencer said. “Did someone hurt you?”

You sighed. “Not exactly.”

Spencer raised his eyebrows, encouraging you to go on.

“I really don’t want to talk about this.”

“I think you really should,” Spencer retorted. “You hang out around a bunch of profilers and we have Garcia. We’re going to find out what happened eventually.”

You sighed. “You won’t because it’s not on record.”

“So there was a risk of something being on record?”

Shit. You had really given yourself away on that one.

“(Y/N), if someone is being mean to you-”

“They aren’t mean to me,” you started, frustration having built up in your chest. “There’s this kid. He skipped the third grade so he’s a year younger than everyone else. He’s super nice though. I was struggling with homework the last time you guys were on a case and he just came over to me in the library one day and started helping me. I didn’t even have to ask. He reminds me of you.” You sighed. “But the upperclassmen like to pick on him. On the way to lunch there was a group trying to shove the guy in a locker and I- I couldn’t just stand there…”

“So you got in the middle of them?” Spencer asked.

You nodded. “Yeah. I have hand-to-hand training but it was still stupid of me. There were three of them and one of me.”

Spencer shook his head. “I don’t think it was stupid. I think it was brave.” He smiled at you a little bit. “I wish someone would have done that for me when I was in school.”

You were about to reply when Derek called to you from just outside Hotch’s office. “(Y/N)? You ready to go?”

You nodded and rose to your feet, wincing as you put pressure where your leg was still sore. Derek walked out of the bullpen with you and the two of you got in the elevator together.

“So,” he said. “Dodgeball got you good, huh?”

“It did. I think I need another hand-to-hand class,” you said.

Derek nodded. “Alright. We can do that. There’s one on Saturday that has an opening.”

You thought for a second about what Spencer had said before adding, “Do you think I have room to bring a friend?”

Derek smiled. “What kind of friend?”

You shook your head. “Nothing like that, big brother. Just someone who reminds me of Reid and had a run-in with a dodgeball today as well.”

Derek smiled softly. "Alright. I'll make room for your friend. And next time, maybe you should tell the dodgeball that your brother carries a gun."

You laughed. "Will do."

Betrothed in Alfea pt 1

Requested by @cyd0129 : I was wondering if you could right about sky of eraklyon x reader where he and the reader and betrothed/married in the first episode of fate:winx saga and they share a room and she is heavily pregnant? And Bloom is like ‘?’

Part 2

Y/n and Sky, a fairy and specialist. Betrothed to be married in a year, the 'couple' everyone wants to be. The expectant parents of a newborn in a little under a month. Both in their second year of Alfea.

Sky stood talking to one of his mates, waiting for y/n who was talking with Headmistress Dowling on arrangements for their education after the birth of their son/daughter. Both were planning on taking time away from their classes to care for their newborn, whose gender they decided to keep a surprise.

"I don't know how much longer I can do this for." He smiled as he heard y/n groan in tiredness. "Not much longer my love." He said as he turned to face her, "Just think of our little bundle in our arms after this. It'll all be worth it." He said as he placed his hands gently on her face. "And I can't wait to see him or her." Y/n smiled placing her hands on his waist. "I love you." He smiled. "I love you too." She smiled before he pulled her into a light kiss. "Come on, let's go to our room so you can rest." He smiled, taking her hand before lightly kissing her ring as they walked, something he had done regularly since he had given it to her, his mothers.

Y/n caressed her swollen stomach gently as the couple walked through the crowds of students, avoiding the crowds where possible. Looking around at all the first years, she smiled, remembering what her first year was like.

"Do you remember our first year?" She asked Sky, who looked down at her with the smile she loved. "Yeah, like it was last year." He replied jokingly causing y/n to laugh lightly. "It was so daunting to join such a big school where so many amazing fairies and specialists came from." Y/n stated, bringing Skys arm over her shoulder. "We had each other." he stated as he moved his arm to around her waist, placing his hand on her bump, causing y/n to smile as she felt him move his thumb gently. "She looks lost." Y/n said, nodding to a red head who was looking around and at her phone.

Sky looked up and seen the first year y/n was indicating to. Looking down at y/n, he removed his arm from around her waist and grabbed her hand as he walked towards the red head.

"Wow, you are so lost. I am impressed with your confidence in the face of complete ignorance. Issue is, your over-committed. I mean your essentially running. And now that I'm here, you can't give me the satisfaction of tuning around." Sky started before y/n elbowed him in the stomach. "Sky." Y/n warned him, causing him to look down to see her giving him the look. "I don't need your help, but thanks." the young fairy smiled at him before looking at y/n who smiled at her. "I don't remember offering." Sky teased as he brought y/n in front of him, resting his head on her neck and placing his hands on her stomach, smiling slightly when he felt a kick. "Saying hello to daddy." Y/n muttered to Sky as she placed her hands over his. Sky smiled before standing up straight but not moving his hands.

"So presumptuous, you must be a fairy." Sky stated to the young girl in front of them. "I am a fairy." Bloom said quickly in an offensive way as she came out of the shock of seeing two, clearly in love teenagers, caressing a clearly pregnant bump, "Sorry thats something I never thought I would say." "It's an odd thing, considering your standing in a courtyard of a college for fairies." Y/n stated, smiling softly at the confused girl "We don't have a lot of those where I'm from." "And what Realm are you from?" "California." Bloom replied causing y/n to now be the confused one. "Oh your not from the other world?" Sky asked, rubbing y/ns stomach a little causing her to smile. "I'm not. Three months ago I didn't even know this otherworld existed." Bloom shrugged, watching the two caress y/ns very swollen stomach, seeing a ring on her ring finger. "Um, if you are lost, this is specialist hall, the fairy hall, which is where you will be staying, is that way." Y/n said, pointing both directions as he said them, moving away from Sky to help the young girl. "Right, because I definitely know what a Specialist is." Bloom stated sarcastically. "Right, sorry. I'd be happy to..........." "Mansplain it?" Bloom asked, interrupting Sky, causing y/n to giggle. "No." Sky said, pointing at y/n in mock warning. "Sure. Kinda seems like your thing." "It definitely is his thing." Y/n nodded, trying to avoid giggling. "Really love?" Sky asked in fake annoyance.

"Love?" Bloom asking in confusion causing the couple to turn to face her. "Sorry?" Y/n asked, unsure of what she meant. "Oh no sorry, just, the ring, the bump, are you guys.............." "Together?" Y/n asked interrupting Bloom, "Yes. We're betrothed to each other." She said as she smiled at Sky who took her hand and kissed her ring. "Betrothed?" Bloom asked in confusion. "It's something some fairies do for family. I got lucky to have the one I truly love." Sky smiled down at y/n, causing her to blush. "Isn't that illegal, I mean you guys are students?" "Not if consensual." Y/n smiled at the young girl while Sky frowned, put his arm around y/n as he moved her closer. "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend I just..........." "It's okay. Your new to this world, you'll get used to it." Y/n assured her, looking up at Sky before squeezing his hand gently. "Yeah." Bloom muttered, looking down in embarrassment.

"Hey we should go, get you to our room to rest. You've been on your feet for a long time." Sky said, looking down at y/n at the end. "Yeah, that sounds nice." She smiled at Sky before turning to Bloom, causing Sky to kiss her cheek instead of her lips. "Enjoy Alfea, you'll settle in quickly and feel free to ask me anything if you need to." "Thanks." Bloom smiled awkwardly before leaving the couple to head to their room.

Singing Carols

Info: Tony Stark wasn’t one for singing while sober, but he finds it hard to say no when his daughter asks him to join her choir.

Relationship: Tony Stark x daughter reader

Tony Stark wasn’t a man with a voice for singing. He avoided music like the plaque while sober, much to the dismay of his daughter. 12 year old y/n stark was a natural when it came to singing, even Tony could see that. From a young age she would bounce around the house, singing at the top of her lungs, even when her father would tell her to shut it. Tony would be the first to admit he wasn’t always the best father, but he grew into the role slowly, even when it included him going to shows his daughter put on with the school.

Christmas was the time Tony dreaded most. He knew it was only a matter of time before y/n would show him the leaflet, portraying the schools latest musical of the year. It wasn’t that he wasn’t proud of his daughter, he was, musicals just weren’t his thing. He loved the extravagant costumes, but the lengthy show with few talented people in it had him bored very quickly. If he had his way he would leave after seeing his daughter perform, but like any Stark she took it to the top, making her one of the leads each year.

“Dad, look.” Y/n called out, running through the front door with Happy close behind. “There’s my little star, what’s this?” Tony asked, accepting the hug the girl gave her before taking the piece of paper in her outstretched hand. “A note from the school, we’re not doing a show this year.” Y/n spoke, slightly disheartened at the news. “Why not?” Tony asked, secretly happy with the news. “There’s not enough interest this year, so instead we are going Carol singing.” Y/n explained, shrugging her shoulders before jumping in excitement. “Carol singing, that’ll be fun.” Pepper smiled at the girl as she walked into the living room. “And the best part is, they’re asking the parents to join us.” Y/n beamed, causing Tony to do a double take. “Sorry?” Tony asked, hoping he heard her wrong. “Please say you’ll come dad, everyone else has someone coming.” Y/n stated, taking Tony’s hand in hers. “Y/n you know I don’t do singing. That’s your area of expertise.” Tony groaned, leaning back in his chair more. “It’s carols, you don’t have to be perfect.” Y/n stated with a hand on her hip. “Sorry y/n.” Tony sighed, crossing her arms stubbornly. “Come on Tony, go with your daughter, it’ll be fun.” Pepper tried to help Starks daughter, knowing Tony would be hard to budge. “I don’t sing.”  Tony stated, throwing his arms out. “Please daddy, it would make my day.” Y/n spoke, intertwining her hands together while she gave him the puppy dog eyes. “Don’t do that, you’ll make me feel bad.” Tony stated, hating when his daughter threw it at him. “Bad enough that you’ll come with me?” Y/n asked, chancing her luck. “Tony..” Pepper asked, encouraging him to help his daughter. “When is it?” Tony sighed, throwing his head back. “Next week.” Y/n squealed, moving to jump on her father. “Thank you dad.” “Your welcome.” Tony sighed, still not thrilled with the idea of him singing.

“God I hope we have a mission that week.” Tony mumbled, pinching his nose as y/n moved up the stairs to her room. “Tony.” Pepper scolded, hitting his chest lightly.

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The week flew by quicker than Tony would of liked. Y/n had been buzzing all week for the night the school went carolling, and had told all the avengers about it, much to the dismay of Tony. Natasha had even put down the compound as a pit stop for the class to sing at. Now, Tony stood by the front door waiting on his daughter ,donning a sour look that was a big contract to his festive jumper y/n made him put on.

Y/n was quick to drag him over to her class when they got outside the car at the school. Parents greeted Tony with smiles on their face while they chatted amongst themselves, and it wasn’t long until the teacher walked around, handing out music booklets. Flipping through the pages, Tony frowned as he seen all the traditional songs, before looking up as y/n grabbed his hand. The father daughter duo stuck together, as did the other families while they walked the pavement to do to door.

Keeping near the back, Tony tried not to sing, but receiving a glare from the teacher who stood in front to keep them all together, he cleared his throat and begun to sing. Each song seemed to drag on longer than intended, and he couldn’t help but look confused when the teacher signalled for them to quiet down in the middle of ‘jingle bells’. Hearing a familiar voice, he couldn’t help but move to the side of the crowds, trying to catch who it was. His eyes widened when he seen each kid singing a line on their own, watching y/n as he sung hers. She turned slightly to face her father, and reached out for his hand.

Seeing his daughters delight, Tony cleared his throat and moved to stand by y/n. Not hearing her father singing, y/n opted to squeeze his hand tightly, and Tony looked down to glare at her before seeing her puppy eyes once again. Sighing, he opened his mouth to sing once again, and seeing his daughters face light up, he looked around at each parent, starting to sing louder. Moving away from his daughter, Tony stood with the rest of the adults, where they begun to sway to the beat. The children laughed in awe as they moved away to watch the display each adult showed, but the one Tony cared about was y/n.

Y/n ‘s face was hurting from all the smiling she did. Seeing her father enjoying himself  made her enjoy the carolling a little more. It wasn’t often she would see her father enjoying himself when it came to singing, in fact she knew he tried to avoid it all costs. But seeing him getting into it as they went through the houses, even dancing along when they were performing for the compound. At the end of the night the father daughter duo were beyond tired, and y/n lay her head on Tony’s shoulder as they sat at the back of the car.

“That wasn’t so bad.” Tony commented, looking down at his daughter. “Maybe we could do it more often.” Y/n suggested, and Tony laughed. “I didn’t say that now.” Tony disagreed with a shake of his head. “I seen the way you were today dad, you enjoyed it admit it.” “I did, but I think I’ll leave the singing to you.” Tony admitted, shaking his head yes.  “I got today, that’s all I care about.” y/n smiled, snuggling into her father more. “I’m glad your happy.” Tony smiled, wrapping an arm around her to kiss her head. “I’ll get you next year though.” Y/n commented as she closed her eyes, leaving Tony to look ahead like a deer caught in head lights.

Diamonds sister pt 1

Info: Like her mother, y/n craves to find a match out of love, but never did she expect that love to be found in royalty

Relationship: Y/n bridgerton x prince Fredrich

Set in season 1

Y/n lay on Daphne's bed as she watched her sister be swarmed by her sister and mother. The oldest Bridgerton girl had been chosen as the diamond of the season, and this meant that her family had become the main attention of the season. Being the diamonds twin sister, y/n was often used as a backway into getting her sisters attention. Many men had stepped forward to talk to her, only to have the young girls heart discouraged upon her sisters name slipping from their lips.

It wasn't unknown that y/n was the opposite of her sister, in fact she was more like her mother. While Daphne craved to have a good match to help their sisters tin society, y/n craved love. She wanted her husband to be someone she loved, and them vise versa. Yet the possibility of that match seemed to be far away from y/ns grip.

"Y/n, you must be excited for your dear sister." The mother of 9 stated to her second oldest daughter. "Of course I am mama, I just find it hard to believe that I am to find a match this season." Y/n replied in dismay, her shoulders slouching as she moved to a sitting position. "Come now sister, I'm sure you too will find someone." Daphne spoke, moving close to her sister to comfort her. "Me and you are two different people Daphne. While you are doing this to set up our dear sisters, I will not marry unless I find love." Y/n spoke out, tilting her head. "Well yes but.." Daphne started only for their mother to but in. "I'm sure you will find someone y/n, just give it time. You know your father and I started off as friends before marriage."  "I know mama." Y/n sighed, standing up. "Come now, let's get ready for tonight, I can sense that this will be an intriguing one." Daphne spoke, taking her sisters hand before pulling away towards the mirror where here lady in hand was waiting. "Yes, I'm sure it will." Y/n spoke disheartedly, moving out of the room towards her own.

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y/n fidgeted with her glove as she sat beside Benedict as the carriage carried them to the ball of the night. Daphne and her mum sat opposite her and were chatting quietly amongst themselves. Anthoney was late as usual, so they had left without him, hoping that he would arrive on time. Seeing his sisters distress, Benedict placed his hand on y/n’s arm, causing her to look up at him. Seeing her brothers smile of assurance, y/n nodded and took a deep breathe before looking out the window as their carriage came to a stop.

Opting to wait until her mother and sister got out, y/n pushed back into her seat, trying to stay out of view as peoples attention turned to them. Daphne held her head up high as she accepted the doormans hand, and smiled slightly at the onlookers as she waited for her mother to step out. Violet looked back at y/n to see if she was following suit.

“You head on in, I will look after y/n.” Benedict assured their mum, seeing his sisters reluctance.

Glancing one more time at y/n, Violet nodded before linking hands with Daphne and walking in, smiling at those they passed. Benedict turned around to face his sister that still occupied their carriage, and held his hand out with a smile. Glancing out at the crowds of people who were walking into the ball, y/n bowed her head as she descended from the carriage, accepting her brothers hand. She thanked the doorman as he closed the door behind her before linking Benedict’s arm with hers. Benedict patted her hand in encouragement.

“If I didn’t know any better I would say that you are nervous.” Benedict whispered to his sister in a mocking way as they walked in the doors. “Does it appear that way, God I hope not. I don’t know how…” “Calm down dear sister, I am only trying to ease you up a bit. You are far too rigid for someone who should be enjoying herself.” Benedict quickly jumped in, cutting off y/n’s rant. “I struggle to see how one could have fun while being approached for all the wrong reasons.” Y/n muttered, nodding her head at two gentlemen as they smiled her way. “Don’t dread too much, I’m sure you will find your match soon enough.” Benedict reassured her, tapping her hand again as they reached their sister and mother.

Throughout the night y/n tried her best to uphold conversations with suitable suitors only for them to turn to Daphne when they had the chance. Benedict tried to keep y/n’s spirit up with the occasional remark about peoples choice of outfit, but all y/n wanted was to leave this season behind her. Even her mother was starting to notice her daughters mood, and decided to call it a night.

“Shall we retire for the night?” Violet asked Daphne as she returned from yet another dance, nodding her head discretely to the girls twin. “Yes I believe we shall, my feet are terribly achy.” Daphne announced, glancing at her sister.

Y/n stood with Daphne and Benedict as their mother left to round up the rest of her children. Anthony threw a look of concern at y/n before offering Daphne his arm. The young girl just shrugged, knowing her mum had probably told them she was getting anxious. Opting to avoid they’re glances, she decided to venture outside on her own, away from the prying eyes. Smiling at Benedict as she looked at her when she let go of him, she slowly headed out the door, into fresh air. At least she tried to, until she bumped into a tall figure.

“Oh my apologies miss.” The gentleman in front of her spoke. “No, no, my fault. I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Y/n started, only for her breath to catch in her throat when she realized who she had bumped into.

The blonde gentleman in front of her was no one but Queen Charlottes nephew, Prince Frendrich. The Bridgerton’s had become quite familiar with the Prince since the Queens continuous attempts of matching the young man with Daphne. Many days he had called upon the house, but y/n had only briefly met him, having spent majority of her time with Benedict as he painted, often modelling for him. Seeing him in front of her, y/n couldn’t help but admire his blonde curls and his blue eyes. He looked back at her, circling her face with his eyes.

“Prince Frendrich, how are you this fine evening?” Y/n’s mums voice disrupted their silent introduction. “I am quite lady Bridgerton, and you?” Prince Frendrich nodded at the older woman, taking her hand in greeting. “I am quite well, thank you. I see you have meet my other daughter y/n” The vicountess stated, glancing between y/n and the prince. “Pleasure to meet you Miss Bridgerton.” Frendrich nodded to the youngest twin as he took her hand, bringing it up to kiss it gently. “The pleasures all mine, your highness.” Y/n curtsied, ignoring the butterflies that she felt. “Forgive me for being so forward, and perhaps speaking in disrespect for your sister, but would you care to have the last dance with me?” “We are just retiring for the night.” Benedict stated, moving beside y/n, taking her hand from the Princess. “Nonsense Benedict, I believe we can wait for them. She would be delighted to your highness.” Violet shushed her son as she glanced between her daughter and the royal in front of them. “Miss Bridgerton?” The prince spoke again, offering his hand to her. “Yes, I would be honoured.” Y/n spoke with a sigh as she accepted his hand.

Violet watched on with a smile as y/n was escorted to the dance floor. She had seen the look in her daughters eyes when she seen the Prince, and the lightness in the Prince’s eyes as he looked at her daughter. The look was one she recognized, for she had once given them eyes to her beloved late husband. Glancing at Benedict, she pinched his arm as she seen the scowl on his face.

Y/n allowed he prince to guide her along the floor as the two prepared to dance the last dance. The young Bridgerton  placed her hand on his shoulder as he placed his on her hip, and she tried to avoid the sparks she felt, knowing the way this would go.

“Have you had a good night?” Prince Frendrich spoke, trying to make conversation. “As good as should be expected. Giving that I know how this dance ends.” Y/n spoke out, looking down with slight disappointment. “What do you mean?” “I  know that the Queen has invited you here to court my sister, the diamond of the season. And I know that part of that involves getting me to help you. You need not worry, I shall tell her that you are a good match for her, just as I do with every other suitor that has asked me before.” Y/n spoke harshly ,trying to withhold the disappointment in her tone. “You think that is why I asked you for this dance?” The Prince asked in confusion. “Isn’t it?” Y/n asked. “Not at all.” He shook his head, “ You attract me for some reason Miss Bridgerton. I’m not sure why but when I seen you when I first arrived I was appealed by you. You hide behind your sister just because she is the diamond of the season. However, I believe that you are equal to her beauty, if not more.” The prince stated. “You are attracted to me?” Y/n spoke in shock, not expecting that answer. “I am, there is something about you miss Bridgerton, I’m just not sure what.”  The prince spoke, and y/n stared over his shoulder, not knowing what to say to his response.

The song ended and couples started to dispatch from the dance floor, and y/n dropped her arms and stepped away from her partner.

“Would you allow me to visit you tomorrow Miss Bridgerton?” The prince  asked, and y/n only looked at him for a moment. “Yes, I think I would like that.” Y/n spoke, starting to walk back to her family as they watched. “Until tomorrow.” Prince Frendrich grabbed her partners hand and brought it up for a kiss.

Y/n couldn’t help the slight smile that appeared on her face as the Prince waked away from her and her family. Violet pulled her into a hug as Daphne grabbed her hand with excitement. As the Bridgerton family left for the night, they became unaware of the watchful eye of the Queen and Lady Danbury. 

"Perhaps the Bridgerton girls will give us great success this season." Lady Danbury spoke to the Queen, seeing her majesty's watchful eye. "Perhaps." Was all the Queen stated, not wanting to give too much away.