Thomas Is The Lieutenant Of The Squad Team At Firehouse21, And Has A Stick Up His Arse So High Its A

Thomas is the Lieutenant of the Squad team at Firehouse ‘21, and has a stick up his arse so high it’s a surprise he can still walk. Or, that’s what you believe, at least. You’re a paramedic, with an attitude problem and the inability to settle down, so there must be something wrong with you. Or, that’s what Thomas believes, at least. Maybe there’s something you both need to get over.

✧ Prologue ✧ Part One ✧ Part Two ✧ Part Three ✧ Part Four (a) ✧ Part Four (b) ✧ Part Five ✧ Part Six ✧ Part Seven (a) ✦ Part Seven (b) ✦ Part Eight (a) ✧ Part Eight (b) ✦ Part Nine ✦ Part Ten ✧ Part Eleven ✦ Part Twelve ✦ Part Thirteen ✦ Part Fourteen ✧ Part Fifteen ✧ Part Sixteen ✧ Part Seventeen ✧ Epilogue (i) ✧ Epilogue (ii)

Total Word Count: 220,000

Warnings: Themes include major character death, reference to injury, reference to drug use, house fires, arson, chemical fires, gang activity, reference to abuse, reference to animal abuse, gun use and slight gore (descriptive injuries).

Extras: Moodboard 1, Moodboard 2, Moodboard 3, My Manip Collection 1, Manip 1, Manip 2, Gifset 1. (Please note; not all of these ‘extras’ are made by myself, some of them are contributions made by others!)

aizawa x student!reader | favorite student

shouta aizawa x reader

female reader

The class 1-A finds out that Shinsou isn’t the only one who’s being trained by their teacher.

no warning

it’s platoniiiiic don’t tell me that’s some pedo stuff djsjks

kind of AU where Shinsou moves to the hero course directly after the sports festival and (Y/N) is a part of the Big Three

It was a hot day at Yuei, and the students couldn’t focus easily because of that. The windows were open, such as the door. Usually, Aizawa didn’t like to open those cause it could disturb his class and be a distraction to his students, but today it was too hot, he had to do it anyway. He didn’t take off his scarf, though.

        However, he was quite pleased that nothing could be heard in the corridors, at least until (Y/N)’s footsteps started to get louder and louder. Aizawa turned his head to look at the person walking, and when he recognized her, she had already passed the door. “Kid !” He said, quite calmly, but loud enough for her to hear. She then casually entered his classroom.

          “Where did you get that ?” He asked her, noticing the food she had in her hands. “I stole it from Present Mic’s locker.” He paused. “How did you even break in that ?” The girl herself didn’t seem to really know, as she just raised her shoulders. “Do you want some ?” She finally asked, after staring at his confused face for a minute.

        The students were even more confused, though, but she looked like she hadn’t even noticed someone else than Aizawa was there. “… Yeah.” He said, and the girl went out of the classroom. “Sorry for this interruption. It’s only (Y/N), she’s in last year and a part of the Big Three.” However, Kaminari raised his hand. “Yes ? -But why do you seem so nice to her ?” Shinsou snorted, since he knew that girl very well ; they were training together.

          “I’ve been training her since her first year. Just like I’m doing with Shinsou.” He only said that, and Shinsou didn’t even bother to look at his classmate. Nobody talked about it again until the girl came back with some food for her mentor too. “Why aren’t you in class anyway ? You’re skipping ?” She snorted. “No we had an exam but I finished early so I left.” Aizawa was about to continue his class when Shinsou intervened. “You didn’t bring any for me ?!” He asked (Y/N). “No, you’re a student, you don’t get to eat in class. -What are you doing then ? -It’s not my class.”

Once she answered, she only walked away, waving at Aizawa as a goodbye. However, the students weren’t done yet with her. Aizawa sensei was friendly with a student ? He managed not to make favoritism with Shinsou, but maybe it was only because he was a first year. So, at the end of the class, some students came to Shinsou to ask him about (Y/N).

“Well, outside of the school, Aizawa sensei, Present Mic, (Y/N) and I are spending some time together because of the trainings and stuff, and Present Mic does vlogs for some reason.” He didn’t look done, but Kaminari cut him off. “SHOW US SHOW US !” Shinsou sighed. “For a context : (Y/N) says to Aizawa sensei that she’s going to date him after she’ll graduate all the time, so if you see him brush it off, it’s because he’s used to it.”

Izuku blinked. “She’s in love with him ? -Yeah, she was even before she entered Yuei. That’s quite funny actually, because he doesn’t look bothered about it.” Then, the purple-haired boy took his phone to show them some videos. “(Y/N), what’s the best part of being a third year ?” Shinsou was asking. “It’s the fact that when it will end, you won’t see that fucking school ever again.”

          On another one, (Y/N) was looking for something in her bag, and some documents and books of her were displayed on a table. Aizawa looked at one of her drawings. “What’s that ? -My wedding dress when I’ll marry you.” Shinsou snorted, and Present Mic blinked a few times. Aizawa only said : “Nice.” before putting back the drawing on the table. After he and Present Mic were gone, Shinsou turned to (Y/N), who looked crazy. “He didn’t even flinch ! -HE SAID MY DRESS WAS NICE HE DIDN’T SAY NO ! HE COULD’VE NOT SAID ANYTHING OR SIGHED BUT HE SAID ’nice’ !”

Another video was when Aizawa was putting on a suit. He was going to be on TV after Katsuki got kidnapped, and because it was so unusual to see him like that, Shinsou had recorded it. Actually, him and (Y/N) were training alone while Aizawa was busy, and he had come back in a suit and with his hair tied. “Wow, you shaved, why ?” (Y/N) asked.

          “Well, I’ll be on TV since my student got kidnapped. Anyway, I needed you.” That said, he showed her 3 different neckties. “You draw clothes quite often, right ? So you know which one is better.” The girl looked at it. “The blue one.” Aizawa nodded and Shinsou snorted. “He’s already asking you for style advices.” (Y/N) giggled. “He’s so going to date me when I’ll graduate.” Yeah, it was obvious she was in love with him.

“I also know that when she won the sports festival, he was sooo proud. Like, he was hosting the first years’ festival, but he watched the last years’ also only to watch her.” Shinsou giggled after saying that. “I didn’t know Aizawa-sensei could have a soft spot for students…” Mina commented.

         Some days later -when almost everyone had forgotten about the favorite student subject- Aizawa noticed (Y/N) in the corridor once again. “Kid ! Come here.” She did as he said. “You’re skipping ? -… Yeeeeah ?” Usually, the man would’ve snitched and grounded the student. But he looked like he was done with her behavior anyway, so instead, he handed her his keys.

           “Can you go to the grocery store grab a few things for me ? Put them in the training room.” He said, when she grabbed them. “Do I get to buy anything for me too ?” She asked, a smile on her face, when he gave her a bag with some money and a grocery list. “No.” She groaned. “(Y/N), else you go for me to the grocery store without buying you anything, else I’m telling Midnight you’re skipping.” Okay, that seemed much more like something he would do.

              The girl nodded, and then waved at Shinsou when she went back outside. Seeing the look on his students’ faces, Aizawa arched an eyebrow. “What ? I hope neither one of you is going to tell the teachers else you’ll get in trouble. Just enjoy the fact that it made you lose 1 minute of maths class.” Yeah, he really had a favorite student and wasn’t even ashamed of it.

sequel is here (mostly for those who wanted a romantic outcome)

Lost Without You - Part 3B - Thomas

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Title: I’m Not Leaving You

Pairing: Thomas/Reader

Word Count: 10,004

Warnings: THE DEATH CURE MOVIE SPOILERS, Character Death

Notes: Lots more spoilers in this one. Read at your own risk. No smut but VERY IMPORTANT TO THE STORY. Part 3C will be up in ~6 hours. 

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3A | Part 3B | Part 3C | Epilogue

The group weaved through the bodies, looking for a way through the walls. You hugged yourself closer, taking a shaky breath around everyone. Brenda stayed close to your side, her hood pulled up. Thomas had wandered ahead, scanning his surroundings and darting through alleyways.

“He’s going to get himself killed,” you muttered to Brenda, the girl laughing in response.

“He’s Thomas,” she replied. “He lives on the edge, I guess.”

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⇒ Stiles Stilinski (+ Void!Stiles) ⇒ Stuart Twombly ⇒ Thomas ⇒ Dave Hodgman ⇒ Mitch Rapp ⇒ Sam Taylor ⇒ Joel Dawson ⇒ Collabs ⇒ Headcanons

⇒ Bucky Barnes ⇒ Chris Beck  ⇒ Collabs (Coming Soon) ⇒ Headcanons

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A Perfect Day

Summary: After an argument with the Doctor, the reader is meets a familiar face.

10th Doctor x reader, 12th Doctor x reader

Hot, angry tears slid down Y/N’s face as she watched the TARDIS vanish from her sight in a slow blinking haze. She stood there for several moments contemplating the fight she and the Doctor had just endured. There had been screaming, cold heartless stares, and horrible insults that they will both later regret.

But right now she had a right to be angry. Angry and absolutely devastated.

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Haven’t Met You Yet

Word Count: 786

Pairings: 10th x reader, 11th x reader

Warnings: none.

A/N: Request from @we-are-all-alittle-strange-here, enjoy!

Summary: You meet one of your husband’s past regenerations and just can’t help but mess with him. You really loved time travel.

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You had been wandering a large museum, with fifteen floors. The Doctor had of course brought you here, then disappeared as usual. You were half looking for the Doctor and half just admiring everything the other worldly museum had to offer.

‘Maybe I should put a tracker on him’ You thought.

You noticed something familiar out of the corner of your eye. You strolled over to the display case, looking at the information plate. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes when you noticed the date was wrong on it. You would know, you went there on your last adventure with your TimeLord husband.

“Wrong.” Both you and another voice said simultaneously.

You looked up in surprise seeing a man with spiky brown hair in a trench coat. He looked at you with interest and you looked back with amusement. You recognized him as the Doctor, not your Doctor, a different regeneration of him though.

“Keeping score again?” You smiled.

He tilted his head smiling back. He looked back at the display avoiding your gaze.

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean, Doctor.”

His eyes looked over at you after he heard you call him by his name. He looked even more interested now and turned his full attention to you.

“You know who I am, can’t seem to remember you though.” He said.

You knew he was waiting for you to tell him how you knew him but you decided to mess with him. Besides, you couldn’t directly tell him anything anyways.

“You can consider me a friend for right now.” You shrugged.

You turned and started walking in the opposite direction. He followed after you and watched you curiously.

“Right now? Are we more than friends then?” He questioned.

“You could say that.”

He got lost in thought for a moment and you giggled at how focused he looked. That snapped him out of his thoughts, and he tilted his head.

“Alright then, so I know you, but from which time period? See I travel a lot, can’t keep track of it all.” He said.

“Present day earth.” You said as vaguely as possible.

“Right, right, which would be the year….” He trailed off.

You gave him a pointed look and he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

“Nice try, but you know I won’t fall for that.” You tsked.

“Worth a shot, but you said I knew you wouldn’t fall for that, so we’re close then!”

“You’re grasping at straws Doctor.”

“Am I at least getting close?” He whined.

You didn’t say anything else just smiled knowingly and walked into the elevator. He slipped in just before the doors closed. You watched the numbers change for each floor as he fidgeted impatiently.

“Not going to tell me anything else then? Not even a sneak peek?”

He gave you his best puppy dog eyes but you didn’t fall for that. You just glanced at him, mischief playing in your eyes.

“Nope.” You said popping the p.

He frowned, putting his hands in his pockets. He seemed to think for a moment.

“Not even a name?”

You waited until the doors opened and you stepped out before answering him.

“Y/N.”

The doors closed before he could do or say anything. You laughed and started walking to where you remembered the TARDIS was, which was on the other side of the room. You heard shoes hitting the floor and turned to see the Doctor running after you. You laughed and paused waiting for him to catch up to you. You raised an eyebrow, and he looked at you for a moment.

“I don’t know you, but you know me, really well it seems, am I ever going to know anymore?” He finally asked.

“Of course you are…” You trailed off.

You started walking again with him in tow. You saw your Doctor’s TARDIS, and the tenth Doctor slowed to a stop staring at it then you. You walked over to it just as your Doctor poked his head out.

“Y/N! There you are! You wandered off!” The eleventh Doctor scolded playfully.

You gave him a look that said 'are you serious.’ He winked at you and you straightened his bow tie stifling your laughter.

“You are lucky I love you.” You teased.

You shook your head. You looked back at the tenth Doctor, who looked at the eleventh Doctor and then you in shock when his future self kissed your cheek holding the door open for you. You strolled in but paused and leaned out of the TARDIS door’s to give the tenth Doctor a bright smile, and a playful wink. Your next words had him grinning ear to ear.

“You just haven’t met me yet!”