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Did you stop writin for Haikyuu?
Hiya unfortunately I did yes, I made some changes as to who I write for and which characters
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Hi how are you doing?Its been a while since I've seen your writing🧡🧡
I was wondering if you could do Derek Morgan x reader where she has type 1 diabetes and her blood sugar drops while on a case and Derek helps her through the low and stays with her holding her until she feels better!
Thank you so much even if you don't write it!
Hiya I’m sorry but I don’t write diabetes, I don’t have it so I wouldn’t know anything about it or how to manage it
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Also, would love to send a request for Thomas Barrow at some point, however I don’t have an idea right this second!
Absolutely go for it!
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Hey, would love to send a request for the ackley characters? Would you consider writing something with reader as mr eversheds daughter, and her being friends with Naz, Sam and Naveed? I can send a proper request with a bit more detail if that’s okay? No worries of not! Thank you! ☺️
Hiya absolutely go ahead and send a request with more detail!
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Aizawa x reader - even after months apart
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You stood in front of the hero commission, a heavy heart in your head, but a blank look on your face as you stare at them.
“So you want me to infiltrate a gang of villains, and gather as much information as you need?”
One of the men nods, clasping his hands together.
“Yes, with your quirk, your heightened sense you are the perfect candidate for the job, we need to know everything regardless of how small it may seem.”
You nod again, looking down at the engagement ring on your finger before looking back up at the ground who had gathered in front of you.
You didn’t exactly have a choice in this, these people controlled your whole career, and if you didn’t thousands of people could be hurt.
“What about my family…? Friends…?”
Someone else sighs and she speaks up.
“They’ll be told that you went missing on a mission, which means we’re going to need your ring, and your phone.”
You hand over your phone, and hesitate to hand over your ring, and they were patient while waiting.
After what felt like forever, you slowly slide it front your hand, pressing a kiss to it, whispering a quick sorry before handing it over to start your uncover mission.
It was going to be long, dreadful, and it would take a while to earn the villains trust before you could start gaining valuable information that’ll help the other heroes when the time comes.
Every night you would sit on your bed in the room they had eventually given you, just staring up at up at the ceiling, thinking about the man you loved.
The man you left behind so you could do this.
The same thoughts always rushing around your mind.
Would he be okay?
Would he be safe?
Is he still looking for you?
Has he moved on?
Will he hate you if this all ends?
Would he still love you?
Would he forgive you?
You sigh, burying your face into the capture scarf of his that you had managed to take from the apartment months ago before you left for this mission.
He didn’t use this one anymore, it was ripped and had some holes, but it still smelt like him, reminded you off him and brought you comfort.
With another sigh, you sit up and cross your legs as you close your eyes, focusing on your hearing while you activated your quirk.
You listened to everything going on around the villains base, moving from sound to sound to find anything that could be of use to the hero commission.
Sometimes you would linger on a conversation to just listen to what villains spoke about when they weren’t committing crimes before you moved on after a few minutes.
Everything of interest you heard you would pick up a book and underline certain words.
More months slipped by, and you dropped the book off in a post office with an address written on it, before going back to the villains base.
They only send you out on small run missions, dropping things off at the post office, each time you changed the address to the hero commissions office.
On the way back you grabbed a new book, and carried on walking down the street with your hood up.
“Stop walking now.” A cold voice demanded.
Your whole body tensed up, and you stopped, recognising the voice.
He was standing in an alleyway just behind you.
“So this is what you’ve been doing? Hiding?” He snapped.
“Shouta please….” You whispered.
“You just disappear without a trace, leave your engagement ring with the hero commission without saying a single word. Is that really how much how relationship was worth to you?” He asked lowly.
You sigh a little bit, keeping your gaze turned towards the ground.
“No….”
“Then what the hell was it?!” He snapped quietly.
You let out a heavy sigh again.
“I think about you every night…” you whisper.
Aizawa carefully looks at you, you wouldn’t even turn to look at him.
“I just… I pray that after all this ends I still have a place inside your heart…. When you see what I’ve become I just… I want to know if you’ll love me for who I am…”
You take a small breath.
“I’ll be back some day… I just hope when that day comes you won’t hate me…”
With that, you slipped into the crowds before he could even think about saying something else to you.
That was all you saw off him, and even then you couldn’t bring yourself to look in his eyes, you felt so ashamed for hurting him the way you had, breaking his trust, leaving him alone.
The mission went on for a few more months before everything was in place for the heroes to move in, and you were immediately taken back to the hero commission and here you spent hours in and out of meetings.
When they were all finished, you stepped outside of the building into the morning sun and took a small breath, looking around.
Your phone was dead, and had been for months, you weren’t sure about going back to the shared apartment, you didn’t even know if Aizawa would even still be there, so you headed to a hotel instead and booked a room for the week.
Getting a shower, you went back out to buy some clean clothes and a charger and went back to the hotel room for sleep and to charge your phone.
What woke you up a knocking on your hotel room door, and with a grumble you got up and walked over to answer it.
“Room service…?” You asked half asleep.
“Guess again.” A gruff voice spoke.
You stared at Aizawa half asleep, and stepped aside to let him in.
“I’m too tired to argue with you right now…”
You walked back over to the bed and laid down, resting your head in your arms as you laid on your stomach.
Aizawa closed the door and walked over, standing at the end of the bed.
He just stared at you with narrowed eyes, and his gaze slowly moved to a few scars on your arms.
He knew you, he knew your body, and he knew that before you just up and left you never had those scars.
He slowly walked over, sitting on the edge of bed, carefully leaning over slightly, getting a better look at them.
“What the hell happened while you were away…?” He whispered.
You just grumbled, still exhausted and rolled on your side with your back to him, your shirt rose up, and he could see a few smaller scars on your lower back and he looked to the bottom of your shirt, slowly reaching out.
Within an instant you grabbed his wrist, now sitting up and looking at him with a warning look.
“Shouta don’t….”
“(Y/N) what the hell happened…? What have you been doing all these months…?”
You took a deep breath, loosening your grip on his wrist but not fully letting go as you looked away.
“I can’t tell you… I’m sorry…”
He nodded, he had a feeling it was something to do with the mission he was sent on with a lot of other heroes to a group of villains base, but he wouldn’t push you to talk about it.
Aizawa sighed gently
He glanced to his scarf that you had taken which was sat on a chair in the corner of the room, then back to you.
“I’m sorry for everything…. For leaving you the way I did… if I could go back and change it I would…”
“I think I understand… but I just… I wish you would have reached out (Y/N) to tell me you were okay… that you were alive…”
You looked away, and he slowly pulled his hand back until his palm was pressed against yours, and he slowly laced his fingers with yours.
You still couldn’t meet his gaze, and his face softened.
“Hey… hey look at me…”
You raised your gaze to meet his, and he brought the back of your hand to his lips, softly kissing your knuckles.
“Whatever happened then.. you’re safe… now come home?”
“You… want me to come back…?”
Aizawa rolled his eyes, leaning forward to kiss the top of your head.
“Yes, the bed is empty without you and I can’t find anything, come home.”
This made you laugh a little bit, and you grabbed what you had to go back to the apartment with him.
The moment you were through the door Aizawa placed his hands on the sides of your face, gently leaning down to kiss you.
The kiss only lasted a few seconds and he dug through his pockets before finally pulling out your engagement ring, putting it back on your ring finger before kissing it.
“Mine…” he mumbled.
He rested his chin on your head, still holding your hands in his, and you closed your eyes in content.
This was all you wanted, to be back here with him, to be back with your future husband knowing you were safe and loved
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bro did you die? 😭😭🙏🙏
No I’m still here 😭
Ahah I’ve been really busy with work for the past month, it’s calmed down now and I just crashed ahah, I spent a lotta time sleeping
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Present mic x reader - I love you, I love you
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You were sitting on your couch, rubbing a hand up and down your sternum as you tried to easy the dull pain that you were feeling.
You were so focused on the TV that at first you didn’t notice your phone was ringing.
Brining a hand up to your mouth, you coughed slightly, and you looked at the petals in your hand, taking a shaky breath.
This time you saw your phone ringing and you answered, sticking it on speaker as you stared at the petals.
“Hey Hizashi.”
“Yo! Yo! What’re you doing right now?!”
You set the petals down on your coffee table.
“I’m just at home, how come?”
You could hear voices on the other end and the sound of music, he was definitely at least a little tipsy at this point.
“Come to the bar yo!
You sighed.
“Sorry Hizashi, I’m not feeling well right now but have fun.”
With that you hung up, and you noticed a few other messages coming through.
Midnight: are you not coming out this week?
Aizawa: I’ll tell him to stop calling you until he’s sober again. Do you need anything?
You reply back to both of them and turn your phone off, coughing up a few more petals.
You knew how this went, you knew how bad this was going to get if you didn’t do anything about it now, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do anything.
You felt ashamed about having this disease, you felt ashamed about what it meant that you had suddenly developed it.
You knew your options, everybody knew the options, you either die to the disease, you have it removed along with your feelings, or you confess and pray those feelings are returned.
You didn’t know what to do, and as the weeks went on it slowly started to get worse and worse to the point when you were sat in the teachers lounge at UA you had a white knuckle grip on your shirt to try and ease the pain in your chest.
You didn’t look up as the door was opened, but you did when you heard his voice.
“(Y/N)?”
You glance to Hizashi before glancing away from him.
“Hey…” he said quietly.
It wasn’t like him to be so soft, so gentle when talking, so you furrowed your brows a little bit.
You smile a little bit at him, and turn back to your work, and he sat in a chair next to your desk with a frown on his face.
“What’s wrong?” He asked.
“Nothing, I’m alright ‘zashi.”
He narrowed his eyes a little bit, clearly not believing you.
“You’re not alright don’t lie to me.”
You sighed a little, setting your papers aside as you looked up to him, offering him a small smile.
“It’s complicated that’s all, but I’m really fine I swear.”
He leant forward a little narrowing his eyes at you.
“No.”
He sighed, leaning back in his chair as he crossed his arms.
“You’ve never hidden anything from me, why’re you hiding this?”
“Look ‘Zashi, I said I’m alright, really. Okay? You don’t have to worry I promise.”
You stood up, pulling your jacket in and walked over him, placing your hand on top of his head as you walked past him.
“Come on! I know somethings wrong and you know I’m not gonna stop until you tell me!” He called back.
“I know!”
You left, and made your way back to your apartment, finally able to let out the series of coughs that you had been holding back all day.
It was worse than you thought as you sat on your couch, staring at the petals that just seemed to keep falling, the pain in your lungs getting even worse.
After a while there was a knock on your apartment door, and you shoved the petals under the couch to open it.
“Oh, hey Aizawa, what’s up?”
The other pro hero narrowed his eyes a little at you and held a single petal up in his hand.
“I know you have it.”
You grabbed him back his capture scarf and pulled him inside and slammed the door shut.
“Don’t be showing it around dumbass!” You hissed.
Aizawa glared a little bit at you.
“You know how dangerous it is hiding this (Y/N)!” He hissed.
“I know!”
Aizawa crossed his arms as he stared at you with a slightly cold expression on his face.
“Confess to them.”
“No.”
“Then get the surgery.”
“No…”
“Well those are your only two options! Be lucky I haven’t told anybody else yet because right now Hizashi is going mental because he thinks he’s pissed you off!”
You went quiet for a moment feeling a little guilty you made your best friend feel that away.
“He does…?”
“Yes! So either you go tell him what’s going on and let him help you or I will.”
You panicked a little bit, grabbing your brother by his arm.
“You can’t!”
Aizawa narrowed his eyes a little at you, then they widened slightly in realisation.
“You love him, don’t you?”
You lowered your head a little bit as you nodded, staring at the ground while tears burned your eyes, and that painful feeling in your chest came back.
You tried to hold the coughing back, but you still coughed slightly, petals falling into your palm.
“I can’t tell him…”
Aizawa sighed, resting your head in his chest.
“(Y/N) you have too, please? Or get the surgery, because I’ll be dammed if I stand aside and watch you die because of this stupid disease.
You sniffled a little bit, gaze fixated on the flowers at your feet.
“Please just tell him okay?”
“I..I can’t…”
Aizawa walked over and sat you down on the couch, wiping a few of your tears away.
He left the room for a few moments before coming back with a glass of water, handing it to you and he sat on the table in front of you.
“Why can’t you tell Hizashi you love him?”
“Because I know he doesn’t love me back…” you whisper.
Aizawa sighed softly, placing his hand on top of your head.
“You won’t know that until you tell him how you feel…”
You shook your head and Aizawa sighed heavily, he knew how stubborn you were, and when you were scared of being hurt you would do anything to refuse to acknowledge what’s hurting you.
You had a heart of gold, and that was your downfall, it always had been.
“Just get some rest alright? We’ll figure this out I promise.”
You sniffled a little and laid down on the couch, letting him cover yoh up with a blanket and he began to clean the petals all over your floor.
As much as you didn’t want to rest, your body had other plans, because if you were asleep it didn’t have to respond to the intense pain in your chest.
You soon fell asleep, and when you did Aizawa pulled his phone out of his pocket and left the room.
You didn’t notice the opening or closing of your front door, or that you had been moved from the couch into bed to sleep.
When you woke up, your chest felt worse and you slowly sat up while trying to take deep breaths.
“Aizawa…?” You called.
You could hear footsteps coming down the hall, and the door was opened and Hizahsi stood there instead with a glass of water in his hand as he walked over to pass it to you.
“He left a few hours ago.”
His tone wasn’t loud or cheerful like usual, it was soft, and slightly sad.
You nodded, sipping at the water in the glass, trying to resist the urge to cough but you couldn’t, and you coughed a few petals and some blood into your palm.
You tried to hide it but Hizashi was quick, he took your hand in his, carefully removing the petals and wiping the blood with a tissue.
He stayed quiet as he took the glass of water from you and set it down on the nightstand.
He look at you, and carefully took your face between his hands, running his thumbs along your cheeks.
“I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.” He whispered.
Your eyes widened a little, hand still covering your mouth to fight back some coughs, and he placed a hand over yours, the other still cradling your face.
“I’ll say it as many times as I have to. I love you.”
He kept whispering it over and over again, moving his forehead to rest on yours with his eyes closed, still whispering, and you closed your eyes as well.
After some agonisingly slow minutes, and him constantly repeating that he loved you, you felt the pain in your chest starting to ease up a little bit.
You slowly moved your hand from your mouth.
“I love you..” you whispered.
This made him give his signature grin, and he quickly leant down to catch you in a gentle but passionate kiss which lasted a few minutes before he pulled away.
He crawled over you, laying down at your side and rested your head on his chest.
“I love you so much… I’ll be right here…”
You nodded again falling back to sleep.
It would take a few days for the disease to get out of your system, but it wasn’t growing anymore, and as long as he stayed by you, you knew everything was going to be alright
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Do you take request for Bobby Nash from 9-1-1? Lmk. Thanks:))
I absolutely do!
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Hey guys!
I just wanted to let y’all know I am okay! Sorry for not writing! I’ve been exhausted recently and after a very busy month at work I’ve been taking some time to catch up on rest and such
Fics should start up again within the next few days :))
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specialagentlokitty · 19 days
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Do you write for bbc merlin?
I do indeed!
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specialagentlokitty · 20 days
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Sorry for the lack of fics y’all! Work has been hectic but my shifts cut back in a few days so I’ll have more time :))
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specialagentlokitty · 22 days
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Sometimes I get really happy to see my cat (even when she’s sitting with me) I can’t help but pet her little head with a dumb smile 😂
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specialagentlokitty · 24 days
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Aizawa x daughter!reader - always be there
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I got this idea for dadzawa in which his daughter got a talent show at school and ahe decided to participate but she thought that his dad wouldnt go (Aizawa) but actually he did and he was amazed by the incredible performance she did. - Anon 💜
Stretching a little bit, you stood at the entrance to the stage, waiting for the performance before yours to end.
You were nervous, beyond nervous, but you were excited as well, you had never preformed in for other people before, and you couldn’t wait to show all your teachers and friends what you could do.
Taking your phone out of your pocket, your checked your messages and sighed when you saw your dad still handed responded to your message and put your phone back in your pocket to ignore it.
You weren’t all that sad about it, like sure you were disappointed, but you understood at the same time.
Finally your name was called and you walked on to the stage, sitting down at the piano, and you closed your eyes and take a deep breath before you begin to play.
It started off slow, and kind of repetitive until the melody started to change.
You loved this, just playing piano, it was calming, and you forgot about the audience.
So much so that you never heard the creaking of the doors opening and somebody else coming in.
Aizawa quietly stepped in, standing in the back of the room, and he looked at you on the stage.
He stood watching you, amazed at the talent and passion you had for the music you were creating.
He knew you were taking lessons, but when did you get this good? When were you able to play at such a high level?
He stood up a little more, walking down the rows of seats to be able to watch you better and he could see your little smile, which made him smile as well.
He couldn’t have been more proud of you.
Not only for what you had achieved, but for coming into a stage in front of loads of other people, he knew how hard it could be for you to be in front of other people.
His eyes widened a little as the melody changed again, becoming more complex, and you smiled even more.
He took out his phone, taking a photo of you smiling brightly, and he put it back in his pocket, smiling into his capture scarf.
Everybody was enchanted by your performance, the way you hit the keys so gently but created such a powerful noise it echoed around the empty hall.
The song you were playing suddenly came to an end after a complex series of notes, and you slowly stood up.
Everybody began clapping and cheering, and so did he, while you turned your attention to the ground shyly, offering them all a little wave before hurrying to the end of exit.
Aizawa was quick to follow you into the hallway.
“Hey, are you okay? I know that was hard.”
You spun around in shock, and huge smile spread across your face.
“Dad! You came!”
Aizawa chuckled, stumbling a few steps as you tackled him into a hug, and he hugged you back.
“Of course I did. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
You grinned even more and pulled away from the hug to look at him.
“You’re really good, when did you get so good at playing the piano.”
“I’ve been taking extra lessons!”
“Oh yeah? How is it?”
You began to ramble about the extra lessons and he stood there happily listening.
All the tension from a hard day of teaching seemed to vanish as he listened to you get all excited about your hobby.
You noticed him staring at you and looked a little confused.
“Sorry… I know you’re probably tired…”
Aizawa chuckled a little, placing a hand on your head.
“Keep telling me.”
“Really?”
He nodded and you grinned as you carried on explaining everything to do, and he stood against the wall while he listened with a warm smile
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hi I hope I'm not making you uncomfortable with this question if I do I'm sorry but do you by any chance write female character x female reader or is it always male reader?
have a great day and I'm sorry in advance if I made you uncomfortable with the question.
I absolutely do!! I’m always down to write female x female!!
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specialagentlokitty · 24 days
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Hi, I was wondering if you could do a Farah dowling x child reader (daughter? Or they/them) I love the other one you did with Farah and Saul and was hoping you might make another one? Not rushing ofc, and I don’t want to come of rude. thank you if you do :) (also I love your stories)
Hiya do you have any idea in mind? I’d love to do another!
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specialagentlokitty · 25 days
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Heya!!!
I got this idea for dadzawa in which his daughter got a talent show at school and ahe decided to participate but she thought that his dad wouldnt go (Aizawa) but actually he did and he was amazed by the incredible performance she did.
Thanks :)
Absolutely!
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specialagentlokitty · 27 days
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Let the world burn is so FREAKING GOOD! AHHH- I can see it all happening in my head- I'm hearing music, I'm seeing the scenes- I really need to sketch this out 😭
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OH MY GOD YESSSS PLEASE DO!!! IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT TOO!!
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