Warmth | G.B.

warmth | G.B.

Gilbert Blythe x Fem!Reader

summary: Reader is found in a barn, by Sebastian, with a fever . When he brings her to the Blythe’s house, doctor Blythe steps in to help.

genre: fluff

warnings: none

request: yes / no

word count: 1,346

A/N: i have been having, yet another, awae phase so my mind is filled with Gilbert Blythe. I’m sorry i’m shoving these imagines down your throats. I do hope you like this one though. My masterlist should be up soon!

part 2?

      Sebastian's coat clutched his body while his arms rubbed his sides. It was a cold winter in Avonlea. He was going out back to check out the barn for something to keep warm. As he entered he saw things scattered everywhere then, what he had come for, a pile of blankets.

     As he grabbed a hold of them he noticed an added weight. Sebastian pulled harder only to hear a groan of protest. He stopped in his tracks, eyes widening. He grabbed the edge of the blanket, slowly peeling it back only to find a little girl curled underneath. 

    The girl looked about Gilbert's age and she was incredibly pale. Thinking fast Sebastian picks up the girl in his arms. She is very warm, making him rush to get back to the house. He kicks open the door which startles Gilbert as he is doing his homework at the table.

     “Wha- Bash? Wait, who is that?” He stood up as Sebastian brought her into a room. He set her on the bed softly as to not disturb her unconscious body. “Bash!” Gilbert yelled at him, finally making Bash turn away from the girl.

     “I-i found her in the barn. S-she’s really pale and warm a-and i didn’t know what to do!” He yells out. Gilbert inspects the unconscious girl from the door frame before stepping inside and coming beside the bed to take a closer look.

     He puts his cold hand on her forehead, quickly finding it burning. Even in sleep the girl moves towards the coolness of his hand. Gilbert brings his hand away from her moistaning face. “She has a fever.”

     Bash eyes widen as he begins to panic. “Can you get me a wet rag, specifically tepid temperature, and some water?” Gilbert gives orders which Sebastian quickly follows.

     When Bash returns with the request, Gilbert is swift to act. He sets the rag on the girl’s forehead. He softly grabs her chin to tilt it back and squeezes her cheeks a little, somewhat opening her mouth. He slowly pours a bit of water into her mouth.

      The girl quickly swallowed, producing a smile to form on Gilbert’s lips. “She’ll wake up soon, but for now she must rest.” Bash nodded and headed out the door. Gilbert looked at the sleeping girl one more time before leaving as well.  

          Y/N woke up in warmth. This was unusual because she never felt such comfort in the morning. She smiled as she moved away from the bright light in her face. There was a creak which made her open her eyes.

     Suddenly she felt too warm and uncomfortable. She was in an unknown place, in an unknown bed. Y/N sat up only for a wet rag to fall onto her lap which wetted the covers she was under. Y/N quietly got out of the hot bed, the cool air welcoming her.

     Whoever brought her here could be a kidnapper or a pervert. They could have been nice people just trying to help, but Y/N wasn’t thinking right at the moment.

     She tried to silently walk out of the room, but the floors would creak under each step. Normally Y/N would have been smart about this (or so she hoped) now, though, she didn’t feel well and wasn’t in the right mind.

     So instead she ran right out of the room and into a hallway. As she entered what seemed to be the kitchen she saw two figures sitting. Without thinking, again, she headed towards another door that seemed to be the exit.

     “Miss wait!-” The call went on deaf ears as she opened the door and tried to make a run. A chill was sent up her spine as she felt the wisp air of winter only to be pulled back inside by arms wrapped around her waist.

     Y/N struggled in the boys arms. “Miss please calm down. I’m only trying to help.” He whispered in her ear. With a sniff she went limp in his arms, forcing him to basically carry her. He brought her to a chair and sat her down.

     “W-where am i?” Y/N's voice was soft and slurred. “You're at my house. Sebastian,” He pointed to his friend off to the side, “he found you in our barn and brought you here. You are sick, so i -well we- couldn’t just throw you out.”

     She nodded at his answer before asking another question. “Who a-are you?” He smiled, “I’m Gilbert. Gilbert Blythe. And may i ask what your name is?” Gilbert seemed to be nice and trustworthy enough for her to tell him so, she told him. “Y/N.”

     Gilbert’s face morphed into confusion. “Don’t you have a surname?” She simply shook her head no. Y/N began to look around the room as Gilbert went over to the stove. It seemed to be a fairly nice home. A little small, but big enough for a family to live in. Family. Wouldn’t that be nice. 

     Gilbert once again came in front of her this time with a cup of tea in hand. He brought a chair beside her and sat down, Sebastian sitting across the table just observing.

     “Drink this. It might not help.” He passed the tea to her. She mumbled out a thank you before drinking. Gilbert and Sebastian were watching her every move, making her very uncomfortable.

     “Please stop staring.” Y/N kindly asked them, looking at the floor. She felt both their eyes wander away from her form then continued with her tea. After some time she finished and put the tea on the table.

      Once more eyes were on her. “Can you please tell me why i found you in the bloody barn?” It was Sebastian who talked this time. With his words Y/N felt suddenly very self conscious of the dirty dress she wore.  

      “I-i ran away.” Both had shock and confusion written on their faces, so Y/N continued. “I lived in a cruel home. Unlike your very nice, very warm home. I couldn’t deal with it any longer so I ran away. I don’t know how long i’ve been gone, but i don’t think they will care anyway.” She paused to take a breath, “I’ve been hiding in shacks and abandon houses then i came across your barn and was- wasn’t thinking, i also wasn’t feeling well, so i thought ‘i’ll just take a quick nap’ then i woke up in this house. I am terribly sorry for the intrusion and if you wish for me to leave i will .”

     Both men paused for a second, almost questioning if her rambling was over. “It truly is okay. You were, and still are, very sick. It would be callous of me- us to throw you back into the cold in the condition you are in.” Gilbert spoke calmly as if not to spook the girl.

     Y/N could almost cry for joy. Finally she could have one day of not scrounging for food and a place to sleep. She quickly stood, startling the pair, and hugged Gilbert. “Thank you so much. Thank you, thank you!”

     He chuckled before shrugging to a confused Bash and hugging back. “It’s quick alright.” He pulled away from her arms, “Now go back to bed, please. You need rest and i will see you at dinner.” She smiled at him, Gilbert smiling right back.

     “Okay!” Y/N started towards the room before turning back around once more. “Thank you again and i will see at dinner, Mr. Blythe.” With that she ran to the room and tucked herself into the warm covers.

     Back in the kitchen both Gilbert and Bash were chuckling at the girl. “Do you think that was the right choice?” Gilbert asked, suddenly serious. Bash looked at him with a smile, “I think it’s a great decision. She will definitely make better company than you.”

     Gilbert shook his head as Bash laughed. He looked to the now closed door with a smile. Yes, this is a good idea. 

      Right?

Firecracker | K.B.

Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

summary: Y/N sees a boy in class and later she meets him in a odd way.

genre: fluff (idk)

warnings: none

word count: 1,014

request: YES / no

A/N: this was a request from my friend that was in my drafts. Yes, i know I’m posting a lot, but that’s only because i have a lot of content i can post. If it’s bothering I’m sorry not sorry. Hope you like and enjoy!

 You were a hopeful hero who had ran away from home and was lucky enough to get a late entry to U.A. High. Sure you were late into the school but you were powerful because of that you got into Class 1-A right away.

    Today was the first day (yes cheesy) at this new school. It was scary sure, to be alone, but you would be strong.

    You headed towards the office. Well, you hoped was the direction of the office. The longer you walked the longer you thought you were going the wrong way.

    Eventually, though, you did get to the office. It just took all homeroom and now a little of first period. When you entered there was a man? You couldn't tell he was more of a mouse, no bear, maybe both.

    He turned your way as you entered "Hellllo" His voice was cheery and high-pitched"Who might you be?" he asked.

     "M-My names Y/N, Y/N L/N." You responded nerves drowning your body. His face lit up at the sound of your name.

     "Oh! Yes Yes Yes." He sang out. Grabbing a file from the other side of the office and handing it to you. "Here ya go! It's got a map of school, your locker number, and information. Oh and here is a late pass for first period. Don't want to start your new school year with a bad start."

     You only nodded in reply, not knowing what to say after his long speaking. "Do you wish for me to show you the way to first period?" He asks interrupting your thoughts.

     You barely thought about that. "Yes, please." You quickly said. He chuckled at your eagerness and hopped off his chair. Your eyes widened as he walked towards the door, no doubt he was short.

     You quickly changed your expression, so he wouldn't notice. If he did he didn't acknowledge it. You continued down the hall, talking every now and then.

     You found out his name was Nezu and he was a extremely rare case of an animal who manifested a quirk. Nezu was an mix of several animals including a dog, mouse, and bear, of sorts.

    By the time you got to 1-A you had spoken a total on 4 words to Nezu, whilst he had told almost his life story.

    You looked at the door. This was it your new life beginning. What do you do? Knock? Walk in? Maybe wait tell second period-

    Suddenly the door was opened, you look to your left and see Nezu gone. Looking back up you see him just stroll in the classroom, like he owns the place. Well he does, but still.

   You quickly follow in behind. Trying to hide behind Nezu only to realize he is a midget. So you stand up straight again.

    Everyone in the class was staring at Nezu, more at you though. As you make your way to the front Neku introduces you. "Hello class! This is Y/N, she is a new student in class 1-A. I hope you treat her the same you treat everyone else here. Have a good rest of your day!" Suddenly he is gone and your left alone in front of the class.

    All eyes on you.

  "You may sit down now, Y/N" Mr. Aizawa says. (You learned it in introduction) "Oh ya, sorry" You responded quickly finding your seat.

    As you sat down you felt eyes burning into you. You look to your right and see a boy with spiky blonde hair with red eyes. You blushed a deep crimson and turned away quickly after making eye contact

    Who is that boy?

~~~

    The class went by fast, mostly because Mr. Aizawa slept the whole time. You met several people including Denki, Izuku, and more. But never met the blonde hair boy.

    By the end of the day you knew everyone, almost everyone.

   You were leaving school out the back way. Sure it was darker and more dangerous but it was faster so you always took it when you went somewhere.

    Suddenly you heard a noise behind you. You stopped, just for a second. Then quickly turned around and threw a dagger at the target, but it just hit thin air. Nothing was there. You let out a sigh knowing you wouldn't have to use the full extent of your power.

     As you turned around a hand grabbed your mouth and pulled you into an alleyway. Your eyes started to water thinking the worst could happen, you had also closed your eyes subconsciously.

    "Open your eyes." A gruff voice says. You ignore it, it could be an 80 year old man.

     "Damn it, open your eyes!" It says again. This time you do what it says because of the intensity of it's voice. When you do it makes you gasp.

      It was the boy with spiky hair from class 1-A.

    What does he want? Is he going to rape me? Oh god, this is bad! Suddenly his hand is off your mouth and he is just staring at you. His hand moves to your face and wipes a tear ,you didn't know you had.

      Too soon his hand is off your face and clinched at his side. "Shit" He hissed out. He opened his hand, holding it out.

       You backed away further into the wall than you already were.  His hand had made miniature explosions, it scared you. (sorry if you ain't, i'm the author deal with it) His face was serious, scary serious.

       He is trying to intimidate you. Don't let him.

    With that little courage that you gained, you looked back up straight into his red eyes.  Your face showing no fear.

     You saw he had a shocked face on before you looked at his hand. With no hesitation you reached your hand out and grabbed his. It hurt a bit because of the mini explosions but as soon as you grabbed it he stopped making them.

      You were blushing but determined as you looked back up at his face. Your eyes widened in surprise as you looked at his face. For someone who had such a intimating aura, you didn't expect this.

      He was blushing.

Handsome | S.R.

Spencer Reid x Trans Man!Reader

summary: Y/N is an agent in the BAU. On a case involving trans males being murdered, secrets are revealed, but all that matters is how one person feels.

genre: fluff, angst

warnings: murder, transphobia, details of death, use of dead name, emotions, kissing

request: yes / no

word count: 1,335

A/N: if you have a problem with the LGBTQ community, you know where to the unfollow button is. I personally am pansexual and will not tolerate homophobia and/or transphobia. To all the men/ women out their, you are handsome/ beautiful. Also, don’t tell me Spencer isn’t bisexual. He is a bi KING!

          JJ turns away from the tv that shows five pictures of men on it. “These are five men found in ditches in the last week.” She says as she looks around the table. “What is the connection?” Emily asks.

     “All were stabbed in each breast and in the clitoris.” Confusion sets throughout the table so JJ continues, “Everyone of them were trangender males.” Y/N eyes widen at her words. Hotch turned to him, looking at Y/N with a knowingly expression.

     With that, the group dismissed to get ready to head to Pennsylvania. Y/N grabbed his to go bag which was conveniently placed below his desk. When Y/N turned around he got startled by Spencer. 

     “Jesus man, you almost scared the life out of me.” Spencer chuckled at his comment before the both of them started walking to the elevator. “W-what do you think about this case?” Y/N asks him, nervous for Spencer’s thoughts.

     “What do you mean?” Spencer is clueless. “I mean, like, what do you think about the men, transgenders?” He ponders the question for a minute before answering, “I think no one should be murdered, even if their gender does not correspond with their birth sex.”

     Y/N lets out a heavy sigh of relief. Spencer clearly heard it, but chose not to comment on it. The elevator came to a halt and dinged. Signaling it was on the first floor. Both parted once more to get to the jet.

          Y/N sat next to Spencer as the group, once again, went over the case. It wouldn’t be long before they arrived. Y/N looked out the plane window at the beautiful blue sky. Without notice Y/N fell asleep.

     A tap on his shoulder woke Y/N up. He groaned before swatting the hand away which earned a chuckle from the person. Y/N finally opened his eyes when the hand returned to his shoulder.

     When he turned to slap the hand away once more, he found the hand to belong to Spencer. He smiled down at Y/N which made him blush. “We are here. Hotch wants you and me to go to the crime scene.” Y/n quickly nodded and began grabbing his things.

     On the way there, Y/N didn’t talk much as did he when he got to the scene. Spencer noticed and asked countless times if he was alright. Y/N always replied with “I’m fine” or “It’s nothing” on the inside, though, something was terribly wrong.

     Y/N had never dealt with a case so close to home. Yes there were cases involving children and mental illnesses but, that was more a feeling of remorse. This case involved something to do with him. Something which involved the community he was in.

     He couldn’t bring himself to look at the body. Y/N felt he was looking at something personal and felt he would disrespect the dead man.  

     “This was personal,” Y/N finally decided to say, “the unsub is definitely transphobic. The places he stabbed are places a trans man would want to forget about and remove, replace.” Spencer stared at him almost profiling Y/N. “Don’t profile me, doctor.”

     After inspecting the body and asking local police the two decide to regroup with the others back at the station. The group had come together and shared their thoughts. With all the information they got, JJ could announce the profile to the press. 

     Now the group had to wait for more information or for Garcia to find something. Luck was on their side because moments later Garcia rang Morgan telling them about a man by the name of Alex John who fit the profile exactly.

     The sirens rang loud as they arrived at the shack John called home. A team including Morgan, Hotch, Spencer, Emily, and Y/N entered the house. John had a knife to the throat of a missing man named Aiden. 

       “I’ll kill her!” He said, putting more pressure on the knife. “John put the knife down. We don’t want to hurt you.” Hotch calmly said. He tried getting closer but John only put the knife deeper.

      “John!” Y/N yelled, “Put the knife!” His eyes are pulled to Y/N. John looks at him up and down. “You- you’re one of them aren’t you!” With his anger he cut Aiden on accident, a little blood coming out of the wound.

     Y/N stepped out of the team's formation, “Stop! This isn’t right! They are humans just like you!” Everyone looked around at each other in confusion. 

      “No they are not! This is a girl,” John touches Aiden’s binded breast. “Her name is Lily! She was born a girl and it’s God’s will that she stay a girl!” Aiden was now crying in John’s arms. “This is disgraceful act-”

      Before he can finish Y/N steps forward again and interrupts, “You doing this is a disgraceful act! That is a man in your arms! His name is Aiden! You have no right to call him otherwise! You are not capable of understanding what it’s like to feel like you don’t belong in your own body!”

     John looked at you shook then it turned into anger, his hand shaking around the knife handle. “You are one of them!” His change in grip on the handle was enough time for Aiden to break free of John’s hold. As he grabbed for him again, Y/N shot his arm.

     Hotch and Morgan ran over to John, cuffing his hands and holding his wound. Y/N was breathing heavily, gun still in hand. Spencer walked up to him and slowly raised a hand to take the gun from his hand.

     Y/N finally bust out crying, falling into Spencer’s arms. He quickly wrapped his arms around Y/N, letting him wet his blazer. “It’s okay.” Spencer comforted him. “It’s okay.”

                    Y/N was huddled in a corner of the jet with a big blanket wrapped around him. John was put in custody while Aiden was put in a hospital for healing of his body and soul. He should be happy, but for some reason Y/N was sorrowful.

     The plane was fully silent aside from the little hum of the engine and someone lightly snoring. Y/N couldn’t sleep like the others, though, he was busy thinking.

     A shift in weight on the couch made him look beside him. Spencer was smiling down at his curled up form. “Hey.” He said quickly. Y/N said a quick hello back before facing the other direction again.

      Spencer frowned at him before talking again, “I figured it out.” Y/N closed his eyes, humming a response. “Ya, and what is that?” He laughed which sounded more like a sob. Spencer grabbed his shoulders and forced him into a hug.

     “Why did you not tell me?” Spencer sadly asked. “Did you not trust me?” Y/N shook his head that was on Spencer’s shoulder. “N-no. I trust you, it's just- I didn’t know h-how you would react a-and I thought you might be disgusted like John. I-i didn’t want to lose you b-because i-i like you, a lot!”

     Y/N was now weeping into Spencer’s shoulder once more. Spencer carefully brought Y/N’s face away from his shoulder, so he could look at him. Softly, he brought their lips together into a gentle kiss.

     Spencer lightly put his hands on Y/N’s upper waist, careful to watch his binder. Eventually both pulled away and put their foreheads together. “I like you too, a lot.” Y/N chuckled which made Spencer’s smile widen.

     “Now go to bed, Y/N. You need to sleep.” On cue Y/N yawned. He got comfortable on his shoulder while Spencer combed his hair. “I’ve got you.” He reassured him. “I’ve got you, and I will never- ever be disgusted by you. I think you are so handsome.” Spencer kisses his head as he starts to fall asleep.

     “So handsome.”

Masterlist

 + = fluff

x = angst

* = smut

Request: OPEN

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CRIMINAL MINDS

Spencer Reid

touch starved +

handsome +x

ANNE WITH AN E

Gilbert Blythe

quiet +

warmth +

MARVEL

Peter Parker

plane ride +

Steve Rogers

after the battle +x

MY HERO ACADEMIA

Katsuki Bakugo

firecracker +

TOM HOLLAND

uncomfortable +

Quiet | G.B.

Gilbert Blythe x Fem!Reader

summary: Y/N goes to school with her friends Anne and Diana, but soon becomes quick friends with someone else even against the girls judgement.

genre: fluff

warnings: bullying, billy being a creep, shy reader

request: yes / NO

word count: 940

A/N: I feel like there is not enough Gilbert content on tumblr so, here you go! Hope you like it and enjoy!

     Y/N was not nearly as excited as Anne was for school. She had been here longer than Y/N so she had gone near the middle of the school year. Y/N on the other hand had not been here tell school was well and over.

     “M-maybe i could just stay here?” Anne shook her head at Y/N, “No! I swear school is quite delightful!” Even with the reassurance from Anne, Y/N was still nervous, though she was always nervous about everything. Even talking to people was a struggle.

     Against her better judgement, Anne walked her along a dirt road to school. Y/N just walked in quiet whilst Anne blabbed on. Eventually they met up with Diana, she too joined them on their way.

      Once the school building was insight Y/N began to panic, again. Anne saw her backing and quickly grabbed her. “No. Come on Y/N!” Diana grabbed the other arm and they dragged Y/N to the river. “You put your milk in the river for lunch.” Diana clarified. Y/N only nodded before putting the jar in.

     After they were done with that they headed through the doors. Y/N went straight to the coat rake, putting her hat and jacket up. Once again her friends dragged her. This time to a group of girls.

     Before she could even get a hello in the girls had started asking questions. “Who’s this?” “Why is she with you, Anne?” “Yes, why is she with you as well Diana?” 

     Y/N tried to talk, but was interrupted every time she did. So she opted to stay quiet while Anne and Diana answered the questions for her. Finally everyone started going to their seats before the teacher got here.

     Y/N sat next to Anne while Diana was on the other side near the window. The teacher eventually showed up and looked around the classroom tell he set eyes on Y/N. “I presume you are the new student?” She only nodded a reply. 

     “I expect you not to fall behind your peers.” He said and again she nodded. All eyes were on her and she could tell. “Can you talk?” The teacher teased making a blush sprout upon Y/N’s face while everyone laughed. She looked down as the teacher went on with his lessons. 

     As the teacher dismissed for lunch, that's when the teasing began. First it was Josie, "Mr. Philip's is right. You don't talk. Can you even talk at all?" All the girls laughed making Y/N more red. She quickly headed outside away from the girl's torment.

     As she was getting her milk from the stream a boy came behind. "Hello beautiful." The voice rang out and once again Y/N blushed. Not because she was flattered but, because all she wanted to do was sit alone and eat lunch in quiet.

     Silently, Y/N tried to maneuver around the boy but to no avail. He just simply continued talking, "My name's Billy. Who might you be?" His voice disgusted the girl. Without saying anything she tried once more to move past him.

     "Hey!" Billy grabbed her arm harshly. "It's rude to not answer. Or maybe you're just mute. Can't talk can you?" The more he talked, the closer he brought her to him. By now Y/N was slightly trembling.

      "Billy!" A deep voice called out, "Let go of her!" Billy groaned before turning around. He made sure Y/N was behind him so she couldn't see the other boy.

      "This is none of your concern Blythe." The Blythe boy just shook his head and stepped towards Billy tell he was right in front of his face. "I said. Let. Her. Go." His voice was deep and fueled by anger. With that Billy let go of and stomped off, but not before giving Y/N a glare.

       She still does not dare look up at the young man now standing as close as Billy once was. “Hello there,” the Blythe boy said, making Y/N look up from the grass. “My name is Gilbert. Can you tell me yours?” He smiled down at her trying to comfort her which just made her more embarrassed. Even so, Y/N swallowed and talked as much as she could. “M-my name is Y-Y/N.”

     Y/N swears his smile got even bigger, “That’s a lovely name.” The little confidence she had left her at the comment, so she looked back down at the grass. “You’re very quiet aren’t you?” Gilbert chuckled at you. You heard whispering and looking over to see Josie, Ruby, and their group staring at you.

     Ruby looked like she was on the verge of tears which made you feel guilty for some reason. Gilbert saw what you were staring at along with your expression, “Don’t mind them.” You turn back to him on the verge of tears yourself. “Ruby says she has ‘dibs’ on me.” He scoffed before looking back at your teary eyes.

     “T-that’s stupid.” He laughed with a big smile making you join along. Once he was finished he just looked at your smile. “I like your smile.” He said it and warmth spread through Y/N. She went quiet again at that. He leaned closer, “Hey, don’t go quiet on me now.” 

     Y/N smiled again, “I-i’ll try.” He nodded, beaming down at you. “Come join me for lunch, will you?” Again she nodded, but then decided to actually respond. “S-sure.” With that he took you away and that’s how you became best friends maybe even a bit more than friends.

little doe [2] peter parker

[Warnings] aged up peter parker x oc, multiverse oc, peter being domestic af, mj exists but she’s not with peter, doe goes into heat, dd lg dynamic, broken english, some sexy stuff, fingering

A/N: Thank you for the feedback on the last post! 

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word count: 2.6k

Peter was an early riser. Not because he enjoyed it but because he was so used to four a.m. calls from Fury. In the morning, he woke up disoriented mostly because he didn’t even recognize the room he was in. It took him a moment to realize all the events of yesterday. Doe, a superhuman from another version of earth, was now living in his apartment. 

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