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Price x Trans!male!reader - harmless workout flirting

Hello yes I would like to make a request for the Price fic if you haven't started writing it yet, would it be possible for it to be an x trans male reader ? Romantic or platonic, I don't care - Anon💜

A/N: sorry if it’s bad or short! I am very tired I’ve been up for like 18 hours 😂

Price didn’t know what to make of you at first, you weren’t the first trans soldier he had met, but if it weren’t on your record when he hired you he would never have guessed.

Between the muscles that rivalled his and ghosts, or the fact you held yourself with such confidence it out soaps confidence to shame.

It was safe to say price was fascinated by you, and when you first started with the team he kept a very close eye on you on missions.

He watched how you handled yourself, what you specialised in and it didn’t take him long to figure out you didn’t like being in the spotlight. You focused mostly on long range attacks, or stealth, you could get in and out of a place without being noticed.

Though one thing Price always did with you was training.

“Do you really think you can take me again?” Price chuckled as he took a drink of his water.

Looking up from your drink, you offered a small scoff to him and rolled your eyes.

“I’ll put you on your ass again old man.”

Price places a hand on his chest in mock hurt, walking over to you he placed a damp towel on your forehead to help cool you down a bit after your workout.

“You’ll hurt a man’s feelings going around saying stuff like that you know.” He mused.

You rolled your eyes at him which made price grin a little bit at you, placing a tender kiss to the top of your head.

“Come now, is that really how you treat your boyfriend?”

You scoff slightly.

“Oh please I’m nice to you at least once a week.”

Price chuckled at you and gently pressed the towel against your skin.

He was careful, mindful of where he placed his hands.

Price was well aware there were parts of yourself you didn’t like him touching, he also didn’t want to accidentally make you uncomfortable so he kept his movements gentle, focusing solely on caring for you.

Once he was sure you wouldn’t overheat he got up and gesture for you to do the same thing.

“Go take a cool shower, we don’t need you passing out from being too hot.” He spoke.

“Ouch and here’s me thinking you liked me hot.” You smirked as you head to the showers.

Price chuckled loudly, cleaning up the gym from the sparring session before he followed after you.

He was respectful and kept his back to you while you showered, he just liked to be nearby in case you needed anything.

“I do, but I don’t need you passing out on me.” He replied.

“You’re just scared I’d kick your ass again.”

“Not a chance, I was going easy on you.”

That made you grin slightly.

“Oh yeah? Why is it because I’m your boyfriends or because you’re scared the big captain will get taken down?”

“Well I wouldn’t keep my title if you kicked my ass now would I?”

You give a small shrug, drying yourself off and getting changed into some clean clothes.

Once you were changed price turned around, putting his arm around your shoulder as the pair of your left the gym.

“Everhone knows you’re a big softie.”

“That’s supposed to be a secret. Now, are you wanting Chinese food or pizza.”

“Pizza. Always pizza.”

Price chuckled, pressing a kiss to the side of your head as he nodded.

“Pizza it is then.”

[specialagentlokitty]

Hello yes I would like to make a request for the Price fic if you haven't started writing it yet, would it be possible for it to be an x trans male reader ? Romantic or platonic, I don't care.

I'm the original person that asked for one, I am a closeted trans male myself and it would make me very happy, I'm so far in the closet I'm sitting on christmas.

Absolutely I can do!

I hope one day you can come out and live happily as who you are! But for now I hope my fic can help you somewhat 💜

[specialagentlokitty]

Hello there, person, me again.

Take all the time in the world you need, just feed my obsession sometime and I will be forever grateful, I love your writing style.

Are you the anon that asked for the price fics? If so I’ll see what I can think up :))

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ur name isn't a play on loki?? I've been lying to myself, it seems. (and oops. I unfollowed and refollowed, trying to send this LOLOL)

Honestly I think it finally clicked not long after I did it and I decided yeah that works pretty well 😂😂

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I’d like to point out I’m always down to write for soap, ghost and price :))

Though sometimes it may take a while due to me working nights it’s hard to find time to write

Hello there, person, it has come to my attention that you are now familiar with COD, would you perhaps be interested in writing something for John Price?

Yessss I would!! I love price!

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Hello, I want to ask about your name, I understand the special agent part, but then is it loki kitty combined or lo kitty, as in a kitty named lo? Or is it a nick name for loki? Or is it just lokitty and I'm looking way too far into it?

Thank you for your patience

So it’s actually like lo-kitty so like a kitty named lo

Do I know why I chose this? Absolutely no idea I chose it back in 2017 when I wanted to read a fic but needed an account and panicked for a user name 😂

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Hello there, person, it has come to my attention that you are now familiar with COD, would you perhaps be interested in writing something for John Price?

Yessss I would!! I love price!

[specialagentlokitty]

Hi I just found your page and I absolutely love your fics

I was wondering would you do some fics for jj from criminal minds plz I love her

I would indeed! I love writing for her! If you have any idea lemme know!

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this is the melendez girl again sorry boo

i was looking in the list of who you write for and i saw sirius and remus and i was like omg is she a marauders fan 😋😋 are you perhaps 👀

Yesssi am!! I don’t know but about them but I love those two characters!

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Carlisle x daughter!reader - safer jobs

Hi!! Im not sure if you're open for requests or not, but could you do a dad! Carlisle x adopted!human! reader who is wanting to be a cop but he's really worried about her? Thanks!!!! <3 - @totaltangerinewife💜

Ever since you were little it had always been your dream, and you wanted nothing more than to follow your dream.

Every summer holiday you spent it with Charlie at the station learning about his job and what he did, you even did you work experience with him.

You wanted nothing more than to be a police officer, and Carlisle knew as much when he adopted you a year ago.

He had seen your passion and drive to be in law enforcement, to help people and put away bad people, and he found that to be amazing that you had a dream like that.

As much as Carlisle wanted you to follow your dreams he worried about you at the same time, you were his newest addition to the family, not only that but you were human, so much could happen to you.

Carlisle watched you from the house as you ran back and forth in the front, doing laps round the parking spaces and weaving in and out of everyone’s cars.

“She’s getting faster.” Esme hummed with a smile.

Carlisle nodded softly, wrapping his arm around his wife.

“She is, she’s putting a lot of work into her training.”

Esme glanced at Carlisle, though he had a small smile she could tell he was worried, and turned her gaze back to you.

“She’s been training for a long time, she’s going to make a wonderful officer.”

Carlisle sighed softly.

“Maybe so, but it’s a dangerous line of work, we’ve spoken about it she wants to be in the front line and I can’t seem to talk her into a safer position.”

Esme gave a small sigh, gently turning Carlisle so he was facing her instead of watching you.

“This has to be a choice that (Y/N) makes, she’s been dreaming of this ever since she a was young, she knows what she’s doing. You trying to talk her out if this will only push her away from you. Why not help her train instead?”

Carlisle thought for a moment before kissing Esme softly on the forehead and heading downstairs.

For a few minutes he stood in the doorway watching you before walking over, gently placing a hand on your back to stop you and handing you a bottle of water.

“Take a break.” He said softly.

You give a soft nod, opening the bottke to down the water inside while leaning against him.

Carlisle softly pats your back before guiding you to sitting down on a log that Emmett and Jasper had been using for arm wrestling.

Carlisle crouched down in front of you, giving a soft smile.

“You’re working so hard, I’m so proud of you (Y/N).”

You give him a small smile and take another sip of your water.

“Do you think I’ll be ready for next year?”

Carlisle gave a gentle nod of his head and resting his arms on his knees.

“I think you will if you keep up the hard work, but you need to remember to take care of yourself as well, alright? That means taking rest days and knowing when to stop.”

You give a slight guilty smile and nod your head at him.

Carlisle laughs a little bit, standing up and holding his hand out to you.

“Come now, let’s get you something to eat. Exercising is important but so is eating healthy.”

You take his hand, grabbing your bottle of water and letting him lead you back inside, holding his hand lightly in yours.

“You know I worry about you sometimes (Y/N), but I want you to know that I’ll never stand in your way. If you want to be a police officer I want you to go after that dream, but I also want you to look after yourself as well.”

You nod your head slightly.

“I know Carlisle.”

He nodded back.

“I don’t want anything happening to you, alright? I want you to be careful and always think carefully about what you’re doing, and never do anything reckless.”

“I won’t I promise I’ll be careful.”

Carlisle sat you down at the counter as he began to make you your dinner.

You sat watching him, chin resting on your hands as he prepares your dinner from scratch.

It always fascinated you that despite the fact that he didn’t need to eat food like you did he knew how to cook such amazing meals.

In fact it was something he enjoyed doing, he loved making food for you, and you loved eating the food he made.

Carlisle smiled at you, gently placing his hand on top of your head as he put your dinner in to cook.

Despite his worries about you he knew you would go on to do great things with yourself, he just wanted to be sure you’d be safe because he wasn’t sure the family would be able to handle it if anything happened to you

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Hi!! Im not sure if you're open for requests or not, but could you do a dad! Carlisle x adopted!human! reader who is wanting to be a cop but he's really worried about her? Thanks!!!! <3

Absolutely!

[specialagentlokitty]

if you've seen the rookie, I was thinking maybe a reader who got temp transfered there after something and was dating castle and found it so funny she found her bfs/husbands doppleganger

(bonus points if R is in a living throple with castle and beckett)

Hey sorry I’ve never seen the rookie

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Could you make a masterlist of your fic "take me home" pls ?

If you dont its okay too 😊👍🏻

Have a good morning/day/night

Hey I’m sorry I don’t know how to make them on my phone ��

Which character is this paired up with? I’ll see if I can maybe try figure it out :))

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Peter hale x reader - sweet on you

Hello, not sure if your requests are open but if so, could you please please write Peter hale x fem reader? There isn't enough peter hale out there - Anon💜

It was clear to anybody around Scott and his pack didn’t want Peter around, despite the fact they needed his help on a few occasions they didn’t enjoy asking him or being near him.

Which might have been why Peter started following you around like a lost puppy, he usually showed up at your work around lunch time, he walked you to and from your car, and was even known to just invite himself over to your house.

At first it was unnerving, you thought he wanted something out of you, or was trying to pry for information and your brother and his pack, but Peter wasn’t one to be patient, so when months had passed and he still hadn’t made any move to try get you to show or tell him anything, no weird behaviour or comments you let your guard down a bit.

You begun to enjoy his company, started chatting to him a little bit more and he seemed more than happy to hold conversations with you.

Scott, his pack and your mom weren’t fond of this, they didn’t like it, Derek least of all, but they were all partially relieved that since he was so confused on staying around you it kept him out of trouble.

Today was no different, you were doing some housework when you heard the front door open and close.

“Hello Peter.” You called out.

There was a small pause before a reply came.

“Do you just assume anybody walking into your home is me?”

You turned to look behind you just in time to see Peter walking through your kitchen doorway sipping a cup of coffee as he sat down in one of the chairs.

You give a small shrug to him and turn around to carry on washing dishes.

“Pretty much, everybody else at least knocks before coming in, even if they’re in a rush.”

Peter hums slightly and set his cup on the table and leant back in his chair as he watched washing the dishes.

“There are machines that will do that you know.”

“I know but I don’t have one so unfortunately for me I have to do it.”

“Why not?”

You rolled your eyes slightly as you cast him a brief glance before going back to what you were doing.

“Cause I’m not made of money.”

“I have money.”

“Good for you?”

You dry your hands as you look at him slightly confused at his statement.

Peter gave a small chuckle at you shaking his head as he got up and walked over and lightly flicked your forehead.

“No you idiot, I’m saying I’ll buy you one if you want me too, I just need to check to see if you have space for one.”

“You really don’t need to do that but I’m fine washing them.”

As you finished that sentence he had already begun exploring your kitchen and opening things checking to see where you had room for one in the kitchen.

“Peter come on I really don’t need one stop.” You sighed.

“To late I’ve already found a place for one, seriously every good home has to have a dishwasher it’s just so much more convenient.” He said padding back over.

Peter looked around your kitchen before looking back to you.

“Seriously you need to remodel its very old style in here and not in a good way.”

You raise a brow at him, taking a sip of his coffee before pulling a face and taking the lid off to add sugar.

“You know nobody is making you come here right? You have free Will Peter you can go wherever you want to.”

“You don’t seem to be complaining when you’re taking my coffee.” He said gesturing to his cup.

Offering him a shrug and a little grin you took a small sip of the coffee.

“You know the rules Hale, if you bring it here it’s free game.”

He hums a little bit as he helps himself to some snacks from the fridge.

“A small price to pay I suppose, you’re much more tolerable than the others, less broody.”

“Yeah that’s true, in a delight.” You grin.

“Yes and full of yourself too apparently.”

“Yeah says you.” You scoff, slapping his side.

Most people wouldn’t have gotten away with that, and part of Peter was ready to snap at you for it, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He never could, he simply just looked at you and rolled his eyes slightly, bringing a hand up to lightly flick your forehead again before gently rubbing the spot.

“The difference is that it suits me, but you, (Y/N) are not that type. You’re the selfless type, and that’s why I like you more.”

Peter gestures to your hands that were slightly red from the hot water of you washing the dishes.

“And your hands don’t deserve to look like that, they shouldn’t be red and sore.”

You offer him a small smile and lightly shake your head a little bit.

“Honestly it’s not even bad Peter, this is what hard work looks like you know.”

Peter hummed a little, looking down at you.

“Well you shouldn’t have to do hard work, you already do so much for that moronic brother of yours and his pack, you’re basically a free therapist for them all.”

You sigh slightly.

“He’s my brother Peter, there’s not many people him or his friends can talk to about all of this, and everyone knows you’re not going to sit and play therapist to them.”

“Hey I never had anybody to talk to about this stuff and yet I turned out wonderful.”

Laughing you shake your head at him and smile up at him.

“Of course you did you big idiot.”

“Hey, careful now I’m the big bad wolf remember?”

“Oh of course you are how could I forget.”

Peter smirked a little bit, standing in front of you and crossing his arms, leaning down a little bit.

He showed you his claws and his eyes turned bright blue.

“You’re saying this doesn’t scare you? Especially knowing everything I’ve done, Hm?”

You give him a small smile and bring your hand up to lower his, being mindful you didn’t accidentally catch yourself with his claws.

This wasn’t new to you, every so often he would do this, almost as if he was trying to scare you away.

“You know it doesn’t Peter.”

His smirked gaze way to a soft smile and a small chuckle as he put his claws away so he didn’t hurt you and his eyes returned to normal.

He shook his head slightly at you and press a very soft and almost unnoticeable kiss to the top of your head.

“You’re far too precious for someone like me, for this world in fact.” He smiled.

He tapped the coffee cup in your hand and guided you to sit down at a chair.

“Stay, let me go get lunch.”

With that Peter left, leaving you sat there.

This was your everyday life with Peter, he was sweet then would distance himself but you knew he wouldn’t let anything happen to you that much was clear

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Hello, not sure if your requests are open but if so, could you please please write Peter hale x fem reader? There isn't enough peter hale out there.

Thank you xx

Absolutely!

[specialagentlokitty]

So I’m watching Brooklyn nine nine again and I just had a thought about a fic

What if Jake and R met while he was in witness protection

No idea what would happen but that’s the idea 😂

[specialagentlokitty]

Castle x reader - hurt from the past

guess whos craving some castle or beckett x reader?? I AM :D i'd be happy with anything (or some angst..heheh....) - Anon💜

High school sweethearts were something everybody had, it was very rare they stayed together but while it happened it was fun, it usually changed the world for the time being.

And that happened with you until you and your high school sweetheart broke up, you were heartbroken when he ended things with you, but eventually you learned to move on, made a happy life for yourself.

That was until it all came crashing around you, a suspect in a murder case, sitting in a holding cell nervous and upset, and things got even worse when you saw who walked through the door.

“Alright punk.” The man started before being cut off.

A police detective came rushing in right after him, glaring at him.

“Castle shut up, stop pretending you’re in charge.” She scolded.

She sat down opposite you, giving you a reassuring smile.

“I’m detective Beckett this is Castle, we’d just like to ask you a few questions if that’s alright?” She ask politely.

“I didn’t do anything I swear!”

Beckett raised her hands slightly.

“I know, we know you didn’t I went through all the evidence and you’re being set up, we just need to know who would want to set you up.” She explained.

You took a few deep breaths to try and calm you and Beckett gave you all the time you needed while reviewing the file she was holding all while Castle was looking between the file and you.

He tilted his head a little as if studying you, and peaked over Becketts shoulder against to look at the file.

While you and Beckett talked, Castle was pretty much glued to you, studying you and your file as if he were trying to put something together in his mind that he couldn’t quite make sense off.

When you were finished talking with Beckett she let you go, and castle immediately jumped on the chance to show you out.

While walking over to the elevator castle kept sneaking glances at you before he finally spoke.

“Have we met somewhere before?”

Shifting your gaze to him for a moment you look back the way you were walking so you didn’t bump into anybody.

“I don’t think so, I recognise you but you’re that author right? The one who consults with the NYPD?”

Castle grinned a little bit at you.

“So you’ve heard of me huh? Read any of my works? Which one did you like?”

You shake your head a little.

“No I’ve not read any of your works, but I remember reading about you somewhere.”

Castles face dropped slightly, and he glanced around before looking back down at you with a small grin.

“Are you sure? It’s okay I don’t mind meeting a fan.”

“I’m sure.”

Stepping into the elevator you head back down to the ground floor while castle stood there with a small frown on his face.

You hadn’t read his books? He was so sure you had, you looked so familiar he was sure he’d maybe met you at an event of his.

When he got him he sat at his desk for a while staring at his laptop before he tried to find you himself, searching for any sign of you on social media.

He wanted to know where he knew you from.

He needed to know where you knew you from.

Even hours of searching didn’t turn up with much, but something did catch his eye, on your social media was a reunion for your high school class, and it finally clicked for him.

He had the exact same invite, you two were in the same class.

He didn’t have to think much about it, you were involved in this case, he wanted to figure out why he knew you, surely Beckett couldn’t be mad at him for going to his own reunion right?

So he went, a bright grin on his face and immediately he set out to find out which wasn’t hard you were chatting away to a few other people.

He padded over, standing with them and watched as you as you happily talked about your memories from years ago.

That’s when it clicked for him, listening to your stories all sounded familiar to him, like he had been there, and he was.

He remembered all of those happy memories, the good times and the bad, and he stared at you in disbelief.

“Impossible…” he whispered to himself.

You were his greatest regret, the one thing he wished he never let go when he fell into his fame, the one person he always thought back to.

Castle missed you, and despite trying to move on he never could, but there was only one you.

Castle looked over at you again, this time more sadly.

It was his fault the pair of you broke up, you had asked him to give you one more chance, to just stick things out a little longer but he didn’t want to.

When he finally spotted you alone castle made his move, he quickly approached you and lightly tapped your shoulder.

“You remember me don’t you?” He asked when you turned around.

You give a small shake of your head.

“I’m sorry we’ve already been through this I don’t know you.”

Castle gave you a pleading look.

“Please tell me, I heard you telling all our memories, you have to remember me. We spent the whole time together.”

Castle gave you another pleading look which made you sigh.

You did recognise him, of course you did but you knew him, and you knew he wouldn’t drop this until you told the truth so you nodded.

“I was hoping you didn’t recognise me.”

“How could I not? I’d always recognise you (Y/N).” He spoke gently.

Castle tried to come closer but stopped when you backed away a couple of steps and he gave a small sigh.

“Why did you just leave me? After everything we went through?” You asked.

Castle sighed a little bit, sitting down in one of the chairs and pulling one up in front of him for you to take a seat in as well.

When you sat down, castle gingerly took your hands in his own.

“Honestly.. I.. I don’t know… I thought it was the right choice at the time but then I realised it was too late, I tried to find you but I couldn’t…”

Castle sighed, looking away before turning back to you.

“You’re all I wanted… I never should have let you go…” he mumbled softly.

You sigh a little bit, looking down at where he was very carefully holding your hands in his.

“Just give me one more chance please? Let us try this again…?” He asked softly.

“It’s been so long, we’ve both grown, moved on with our lives, is it really worth bringing up the past?”

Castle quickly nodded his head, tightening his grip on your hands just slightly.

“Please I made a mistake all those years ago, I never should’ve let you go, I should’ve stayed with you, I realised nobody could compare to you. Just one more chance, let me fix us.”

You look at castle, part of you was pleading to say yes, give him another chance, try work it out, but the part of you that had been hurt all those years ago was saying no.

You looked at him, and though you were younger then, you didn’t know if you could go through that pain again, so with a sigh you shake your head.

“Sorry, but I can’t put myself through that again.”

Taking your hands from his, you get up and walk off without looking back.

Castle went to stop you, he stood up but he paused, unsure what to say. He didn’t know how to convince you for another chance, so he watched your back as you left.

You kept telling yourself you were doing the right thing, that you were protecting yourself from that hurt again, despite the fact you really want to give him another chance