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kellykidd · 5 months

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No Matter What

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Pairing: Matthew Casey x reader

Summary: From Anonymous: Hellooooo ‘Stay behind me no matter what.’ Matt Casey :) ~~ Matt Casey + Reader + Fire Call = Hookups in his Quarters (I don’t make the rules)

Words: 682

Warnings: Intimate moment, canon typical events

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Notes: Sorry it’s so short, but I hope you like it Anon!

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Tags: @mrspeacem1nusone @kiddbegins @pensfan5871

“Need any help with the inventory?” Sylvie asked.

“I think I’m finished up,” you laughed, "you bored or something Brett?"

"I know I've only been in Chicago for a few months, but this is the first shift I've had with no-"

"I'm gonna cut you off right there before you jinx us. Those who say the 'Q' word or even think about the lack of runs is a jinx to the whole house."

"How do you know this?"

"Candidiate a few years back-"

Battalion 25, Truck 81, Engine 51, Squad 3, Ambulance 61, building fire, 723 North Wabash

"Looks like you are the new jinx, Sylvie Brett," you laughed, hopping into the passenger seat of 61, "and the jinx gets to drive."

Sylvie started the short drive to the scene, "how's it going with you and Casey?"

"Good, yeah, we're in a good place. It's weird to date someone you work with though. I'd never done that before Matt."

"Helps that your crazy schedules are synced."

"True that," you giggled, pulling up to the fire.

You hopped out of the rig and grabbed the jump bag before heading over to Boden.

"Where do you need us, Chief?" you asked.

"Two still inside, owner needs to be checked out."

As you and Sylvie tended to your victim, you could hear the commotion between truck and squad.

'Chief, I need a medic inside if you have one to spare' your radio buzzed.

"You good here?" You asked Sylvie.

"Yup, go."

You threw your bunker coat on and grabbed the jump bag.

"Medic coming in now, Casey. Where am I going?" you said, hustling towards the fire.

"I'll come get you, we're turned around in here."

You stopped and waited at the door.

"Fire is pretty much out," he announced, "follow behind me."

You followed Casey into the building and up the stairs.

"Baby, I need you to stay behind me no matter what," Matt admitted, "I don't know what hapened in here and I don't want anything to happen to you."

You nodded and followed him up the stairs to the second floor of the building.

"Victim is over here. Burns and possibly a neck injury as far as we can tell.”

“Thanks. Conscious?”

“In and out.”

You leaned down beside your victim.

“I’m a paramedic, I’m here to help you,” you introduced yourself as you undressed the victim of his jacket.

“Matt, you’re right. I’m worried about a neck injury. Grab the collar.”

Your boyfriend, now assistant, handed you your supplies.

“Help me get him out of here. It’s getting hotter in here.”

He nodded, picking up the jump bag beside him and handing it to you.

“Got him?” You asked.

He nodded and brought your victim outside.

After finding Sylvie, you loaded up the victim while Sylvie got the oxygen ready for the ride to the hospital.

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Returning to the house after your run, you looked in the ambo’s mirror.

“Brett, did you seriously let me ride around with soot on my face?” You laughed, trying to rub it away.

You walked into the now full common room with your partner.

“So are we finally gonna convince you to take the firefighter’s test?” Herrmann asked.

“Haha, very funny Herrmann. 61’s my home, always will be.”

“I’m sure we’ll get you over here at some point,” he chuckled.

You ducked out of the common room and into the bunk room, where you peeked into Matt’s office.

“Got a minute?” You asked.

“For you? Always.”

You locked the door behind you.

“You know,” you laid down, semi-seductively, on his bed, “they way you said ‘stay behind me no matter what’ on that last call was-“

He leapt up from his chair and drew the blinds.

“Was what?” He smiled.

“I was kinda sexy,” you grinned.

“Oh yeah?” He leaned in for a kiss.

“Yeah.”

“You know what else is sexy?” He broke the kiss for a moment, “you with all that soot on your face.”

“I guess we should do something about these feelings then, huh Matt Casey?”

“I think you might be right.”

#Matt Casey #Matthew Casey #Chicago fire #Matt Casey fic #Matthew Casey fic #Chicago fire fic #Matt Casey x reader #Matthew Casey x reader #Chicago fire x reader

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kiddbegins · 6 months

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TW: suicide, suicide mention, guns, bullying mention, death

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waterloo-carte · 3 months

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I just think that red, white and royal blue could easily turn into a series, at least a series of books, and, I do not say that even because of the boys themselves (of course the novel gives a greater tension) and, yes, the history of the book. The geopolitical history and direction that the English monarchy will take having a prince declared gay, dear ones, this is incredibly fertile for various directions.

Okay, I’m not a writer, but it’s not possible that only I can think about it.

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lily-174 · 1 year

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Explosion- matt casey x reader

overview: after being called to a building collapse while searching through the rubble you find an explosive, luckily you being ex military had some idea on how to handle it. but when your husband and the rest of your team hear you say ‘clear the block’ tensions rise

trigger warning: fire, explosions, bombs, IED

prompt: ‘i’m 75% sure this won’t explode’

now Matthew Casey was the man you’d dreamed of, the type of man you wanted to end up with as a teenager. you both being firefighters you knew the strain the job put on you both. you were on squad and joined after leaving the military whereas your boyfriend was lieutenant of 81. matt had saved your life many times, not just at work but with your ptsd from the army.

you loved him so much, the majority of your time at the firehouse would be spent in his office joking around while he was filling out paperwork, that’s what you were doing as you laid on his bed.

“do you want to be a firefighter forever matt?” you asked, you’d thought you’d be in the army forever until you got shot and were honourably discharged luckily enough you healed better then expected and got into the fire department.

“yeah i mean this has been my life for such a long time. i love this job y/n i love this family” you smiled at his words as you got up walking over to his desk and sitting on his lap.

“i love you matt” he smiled and kissed you holding your waist tightly just as he started to deepen the kiss you were interrupted by the bells.

“Engine 51, truck 81, squad 3, ambulance 61-“ you groaned getting up as you both rushed to the trucks. building collapse. you knew this wasn’t gonna be good as you jumped in the squad truck sitting behind your lieutenant.

as you arrived on scene you were shocked seeing the rubble that used to be buildings, police were already on scene having set up triage. you got out the truck listening to your lieutenants orders. 81 and squad had to clear the rubble search for civilians so that’s what you did.

you and tony began covering the deepest part of the rubble, using all your strength you carefully moved pieces of rubble careful as what you were standing on could be unstable. you and the rest of your team called out looking for civilians, mass casualty situation you knew the paramedics would be swamped as firefighters pulled people from the rubble handing them over to triage.

it had already felt like hours when it had probably just been one, you’d only found 2 civilians and handed them over to triage to be treated multiple firefighters searching for people some even helping paramedics you looked around and couldn’t even spot half your team everyone busy and stressed looking for people.

you continued your search sweat pouring from your forehead, you didn’t have your turnout jacket on only your boots and trousers, chicago summer it was too hot for that. you kept searching finding another civilian a young woman, you carried her over to triage handing her over to any paramedic you could see, you knew she wasn’t in good shape, head injury easily a spine injury and internal bleeding. she had liquid coming from her ears blood pooling under her shirt, you watched as the paramedic shook their head and landed her with a black tag. you sighed and shook your head wiping your eyes as you turned heading back to the rubble, some people couldn’t be saved you have to fight for the people who can still be saved you told yourself heading back to the rubble.

you climbed back up into the possibly unstable rubble, passing a few firefighters on the way as you continued calling out for people and digging through the rubble your muscles aching as you lifted a few chunks of the rubble you noticed wires and you knew straight away. you very careful lifted one more piece of rubble putting it to the side when you looked back it had revealed a bomb, upon the sight your mouth went dry as you reached for your radio.

“chief boden report” you said voice shaking in your radio, you hear static then a voice.

“go for boden”

“clear the block. right now” you spoke in your radio looking away from the bomb and looking around you noticed a few of your team members look up at you from their positions having heard on the radio.

“right now! everyone get as far away from this area as you can i have a live bomb. get bomb squad here now.” you exclaimed as you watched your team jump into action.

matt heard your call over the radio and his heart dropped running over to boden, bringing his radio to his mouth.

“y/n why aren’t you moving we gotta evacuate!” casey exclaimed through the radio, you turned looking over at him.

“matt i’m pretty sure i can diffuse this okay? listen to me. i love you. get everyone to safety. you love this family i love this family keep everyone safe” his heart hurt as he listened to your words, he knew you were smart knew you were capable but diffusing a bomb one that was crushed in rubble was awful.

“no no. i’m not letting you get blown up bomb squad is 15 minutes out.”

“15 minutes is too long matt. clear the block please just listen to me” you spoke into your radio, you didn’t hear matts voice again, instead bodens.

“are you sure you can do this y/n?” boden spoke firmly into the radio.

“yeah i’m sure ex military remember chief” you smiled, you were the type of person to always make light of situations and matt loved that about you but right now right now he needed you to be safe.

you heard no response just looked over at boden and saw him nod as he and matt rushed off to clear the area, you glanced around noticing no one was now in your sight before you looked down at the bomb infront of you with a bleeping red light, you examined the wires coming from the small contraption attached to multiple explosives.

“i love you y/n be careful please” that’s all you heard through your radio, matts voice. god you loved that man.

“i’ll be okay matt, i love you too.” you raised your radio to your mouth.

“i have someone who wants to speak to you” you heard matts voice and then some static followed by jay halsteads voice. you and jay served together.

“y/n what type of bomb is it?” jay asked through the radio, you could hear the concern in your best friends voice.

“homemade IED, non military components. halstead i got this. i’m like 75% sure this won’t explode just let me do this. just keep matt well away from here” you spoke the longer you waited the longer people distracted you the more dangerous this became.

“copy” you heard, jay trusted you he knew you could do this. you were glad he was with matt. you looked down at the wires. one red, one green, one blue. you carefully looked to where the wires were connected. and pulled the blue wire disconnecting the trigger from the large explosive material strapped to the back the sweat beading on your forehead as you pulled the wire, you were good at staying calm but you felt like you were back in the military. you then pulled the red and green wire at the same time diffusing the bomb you felt a weight being lifted from your shoulders and you let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding in as you stood up and got off the rubble, and away from the ied as quickly as possible it still wasn’t that stable. you let bomb squad take over as you rushed down the block to where the rest of your team were. you saw jay and matt stood and you ran into matts arms. he pulled you into him tightly holding you against his chest.

“you’re never doing that again” matt said holding you tightly against him, you chuckled and pulled away from him pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

“i’m alright matt, i’m okay” you whispered pulling away from the kiss, you knew matt now wouldn’t leave your side for a few days he was always like that, if something dangerous happened he couldn’t bring himself to leave your side.

“good job with that y/n glad your okay. call me later if you need anything” jay smiled and he shook your hand, he was your best friend but you were both military people, he was proud of you and you both helped each other out with the memories from war you’d both brought home.

“thank you, just fine out who did this okay?” he nodded before walking back to his team and then you walked back to yours with matt.

“well done y/l/n i think everyone owes you a drink tonight” kelly smiled shaking his hand, you laughed and thanked him. your team, matt they really meant the world to you.

you rode back to the station with matt and returned to his office, you collapsed down on his bed exhausted as you thought about the events that took place today.

“how are you feeling babe?” matt asked sitting on the edge of the bed, taking your hand in his.

“i’m good matt don’t worry, i’m just tired” you smiled tiredly it’d been a long day, you couldn’t wait until you could go home get in your warm bed and eat food with matt.

he nodded and kissed your forehead gently, you shook your head sitting up and hugging him, he hugged you back tightly.

“i love you so much y/n” he whispered in your ear you hated how bad he felt after situations like this, matt was your rock you loved him so much.

“i love you too matt”

#one chicago fic #chicago fire #chicago fire imagine #matt casey #matt casey x reader #matt casey imagines #matthew casey

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goddess-darkness · 3 months

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Guys, have you noticed the security guard who is always standing guard in front of the door, when Alex enters his mother's room? In my head, it's most likely the representation of Cash 🤭.

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almightaylor · 4 months

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We’re at number 16!!! the fact that the others are mostly series or has more than one movie/book/etc as content but rwrb still managed to be on this list lmao someone tell cmq and matthew that we are this parched and starving 😭

#red white and royal blue #rwrb #firstprince #rwrb movie #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor #rwrb fic #ao3 fanfic #ao3 #matthew lopez #casey mcquiston #useralmightaylor

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cas-kingdom · 2 years

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"It's just a child." Chicago fire?

A/N: I switched the line up a bit, hope you don’t mind!

It was a child this time.

You knew because they looked at you as they walked into the common room. Most of them did it just to assure themselves that you were okay. Kelly nodded to himself once he’d craned his neck and caught sight of you, Otis gave you a grim smile, Hermann leant over the back of the couch to kiss the top of your head. And as Matt collapsed in the seat beside you, drawing an arm around your shoulders to pull you close, you bit the inside of your cheek.

This didn’t happen much, but when it did, you had no reason to gain confirmation. You made it routine to mentally tick off everyone’s name when you saw them after a job. If they looked happy and visibly uninjured, your entire body deflated, and the ache of your muscles from the hours of tension you’d endured while waiting became suddenly noticeable. If they were sluggish and quiet, you’d ask what went wrong, and they’d usually tell you, for education’s sake if not for their own.

But there was a certain look in their eyes that you could clock the moment one of the firefighters jumped from the truck. The look that so clearly told you they’d lost someone. You never pressed them to open up about that, knowing if they were that desperate to do so, they would do it unprompted, which they rarely did. Usually, it was an adult, and they’d stagnantly plough through the rest of the shift without much talk on the events of the job. But you could tell when it was a child. They always looked at you when it was a child, whether they knew they were doing it or not. It was like some unconscious two-second need to see that you, Firehouse 51′s soul, the girl they’d each raised in part, still walked the earth. And perhaps, in a way, to humble themselves, because while they still had their kid, someone had just lost theirs.

It was as routine for them as it was for you to shout a “be safe, guys” whenever the alarm sounded through the house, and for both Matt and Kelly to at least tap you on the shoulder before they left, just in case. Only then, everyone was none the wiser.

“Okay?” you asked quietly, the only question you would allow yourself.

Matt took a deep breath in. “Yeah,” he said, then pressed his lips to your temple. “Just feeling a bit lucky right now.”

“Alright, everyone.” Boden’s voice permeated your thoughts. You glanced over your shoulder to see everyone scattered miserably around the room; slumped in seats, pouring well-deserved coffee, reading but not reading the newspapers. It was a dismal atmosphere, a dull cloud hanging over the room, and there was nothing anybody could do to ease it.

“I’ve taken you off duty for the rest of shift,” Boden continued. “Go home. Get some rest. Be with your loved ones.” He sent a tight-lipped smile in your direction, his own reassurance. “I’ll see you next shift.”

There was a chorus of quiet thanks and appreciation as the men began to disperse. Gabby came to briefly kiss Matt and squeeze your hand before muttering she’d grab your bags.

Quietude welcomed you once most people had left the room, and you let yourself relax more in your brother’s hold. Matt seemed unlikely to move in the next moment or so, especially when he shifted a bit and sighed beneath you.

“Her name was Lola,” he said, so quiet you could have missed it. The words were unexpected and sudden but welcomed. “She was ten. Reminded me of you.”

That was all he said and would ever say about Lola. You were okay with that. The job of a firefighter was hard, but as long as he had someone to return home to, his city could count on him for another day.

Chicago Fire Masterpost

send me the first sentence of a fanfic and i’ll write the next five, except i don’t know when to stop writing so i guarantee there’ll be more than five

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girlmadeofstarlight · 11 months

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So when do we get our first playdate with Julia, Otis and Javi?

The Roomdogs get to watch their kids grow up together. You guys, who would have thought?!

Just imagine Sylvie and her fiancé Matt along with Cruz and his wife Chloe hanging out at the park watching their children run around and playing with one another.

#brettsey #sylvie brett #matthew casey #joe cruz #i need this scene now #should i write this fic?

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vix-spes · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Chicago Fire Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Matthew Casey/Kelly Severide Characters: Kelly Severide, Matthew Casey Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Established Relationship, Protective Kelly Severide, Worried Kelly Severide, Hurt Matthew Casey, Matthew Casey Whump Summary:

Kelly Severide loves Matt Casey, he really does, but he can't help that wish his partner wasn't so damn reckless.

#chicago fire #sevasey #matthew casey #kelly severide #my fic #fanfic #chicago fire fic

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one-shot-plus-size · 2 years

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You are not alone, you have a family

Imagine : Liv is an immigrant from Poland who manages to get a well-deserved place in Firehouse 51. She lands under the command of Kelly Severide with whom she befriends. However, what happens when tragedy strikes in her life.

Paring : Kelly Severide & Olivia Mazru

Words : 858

Part 2/2

Boden stared at his hands while standing by his car and waiting for the rest of Firehouse 51's shift. The chief made a request to headquarters to exclude their crew from the calls, and fortunately headquarters agreed without hesitation. The guys had been grooming their cars and grooming themselves since early in the morning.

- Do you have any news from Liv ? - Boden approached Severide.

- Since leaving the day she found out about her parents' death, she hasn't answered my calls or opened the door when I went to see her. I have no idea what's going on with her, today I will see her for the first time.

The entire Firehouse 51 shift lined up along the road to the place designated to bury her parents. They wanted to say goodbye to them with honor; most of the team knew her parents. On more than one occasion they had been invited to a barbecue at their home, it was a tragedy for all of them but none of them could fathom the tragedy Olivia was experiencing. They wanted to support her but for the time being she didn't let them, she had cut herself off from everyone.

Kelly stared at his hands until he heard cars approaching.

- Attention,- Boden called back loudly and confidently.

Everyone lined up in an even row, all gazing ahead.

- Pay tribute to the fallen - Boden raised his hand saluting the fallen.

At the same time in the car.

Liv clenched her hands into fists, feeling that she was left alone. She was afraid to look at the coffins as they were loaded into cars. She had no idea what she would do with herself now and what her life would be like. She had support in her parents and it was because of them that she had a better life. It wasn't fair that they ended up like this, this wasn't how their lives were supposed to turn out. They were supposed to die of old age surrounded by grandchildren they would love with all their hearts.

She raised her eyes the moment she heard Boden's shout. The driver slowed down entering the cemetery area, Liv lowered the window and stared at the guys standing at attention. Each of them was dressed in a gala uniform and raised his hand in tribute to her parents. Tears flowed from her eyes again, these people were now her family. Liv got out of the car as soon as the driver parked the car.

Kelly shifted his gaze to Liv the moment she got out of the car, she was pale as a wall and her eyes were puffy. A sign that she was still crying, he could not approach her until Boden called them away.

Liv udała się do miejsca, w którym miała się odbyć uroczystość, usiadła na jednym krześle. Wpatrywała się w swoje dłonie, próbując skupić się na tyle, by znów nie płakać. Nawet nie zauważyła, kiedy Boden odwołał chłopców, obudziła się dopiero, gdy poczuła rękę na ramieniu. Wiedziała, czyja to ręka, Kelly chciała ją wesprzeć, poczuła inną rękę, gdy się zakopała. Tym razem była to ręka Bodena, czuła, że starają się ją wesprzeć najlepiej jak potrafią. Od czasu do czasu Kelly zaciskał dłoń na ramieniu Liv, zwłaszcza gdy widział, że jest na skraju załamania nerwowego. Jego metoda musiała zadziałać, bo zaraz po pogrzebie Liv wstała i wtuliła się w jego tors. Kelly objął ją ramionami i ukrył w piersi. Liv objęła go w pasie i głęboko odetchnęła. Jego zapach zawsze ją uspokajał. Stali, dopóki tylko ich dwoje nie zostało pozostawionych przy świeżych grobach jej rodziców. Kelly pocałowała ją we włosy.

- Liv – szepnął cicho – powinniśmy wracać.

Olivia odsunęła się od niego i otarła policzki ze łez.

- Nie chce wracać do domu, bez nich to tylko budynek, jest zimno i cicho - oparła czoło o jego tors.

- Więc zostań ze mną – Kelly położył dłoń na jej policzku – możesz zamieszkać ze mną na stałe.

- Ona nie chce ci przeszkadzać, nie będę naruszać twojej osobistej przestrzeni - pokręciła głową.

- Wiem, że teraz nie jest na to czas, ale może chciałbym, żeby moja osobista przestrzeń była również twoją osobistą przestrzenią, może na zawsze - Kelly spojrzała w ziemię - Nie naciskam na Liv, wiem, że przeżywasz trudne chwile.

Liv zmarszczyła brwi, wpatrując się w jego oczy.

- O czym mówisz ?

- Zakochałam się w tobie Liv i na stałe chciałabym cię w swoim życiu. Olivia wpatrywała się w niego, czując, jak jego ręce drżą na jej biodrach. Przygryzła dolną wargę i wzięła oddech.

- Spróbujmy - Liv uśmiechnęła się niepewnie - Potrzebuję czasu, żeby się objąć. - Dam ci tyle czasu ile potrzebujesz.

Może jednak przydarzyło jej się coś dobrego w tym złym czasie.

#Chicago fire #Kelly Severide #Firehouse 51 #Matthew Casey #Boden #kelly severide fanfiction #chicago fire imagine #one chicago fic #one chicago fanfiction

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jokeringcutio · 4 months

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Stepbrother! Stu Macher x (f) Reader "Hallway meeting" (Mature, no smut)

Summary: The first time Reader and Stu bump into each other while going to bed.

Yes, that is an actual Matthew Lillard pic @likoplays kindly shared when I asked what Stu would wear

AN: These drabbles are in no particular order and not necessarily related. But they are all Stepbrother!StuMacher x !Stepsister Reader Universe. For those of you who are keeping track of the Stepbrother!Stu Macher fics: These are standalone fics, although some of the fics with Stu can be seen as linked to other drabbles. I'll leave it up to you to choose your own path with these drabbles and fics. 💜

Rating: Mature due to implications and getting hot and bothered, warning for language use by Stu.

First Time Bumping into Stu on your way to bed

You had just finished brushing your teeth, the minty freshness still tingling on your tongue as you reached for the doorknob. The bathroom light cast a soft glow against the tiles, making the white porcelain of the sink gleam. You turned, ready to escape into the dim hallway, as quick as a mouse and as sneaky as a shadow, when suddenly, there he was.

"Shit, sis," Stu muttered, almost colliding with you in his haste.

"Sorry," you breathed out, heart thudding irregularly. His presence was too close, too sudden. He stood there in nothing but his briefs, the fabric clinging to him in places your eyes shamelessly traced, hiding nothing. You were caught in a moment of forbidden appraisal, his physique unexpectedly striking- muscles subtly defined and skin a warm tone even in the half-light.

"Didn't expect anyone would still be up," Stu's voice cut through your thoughts, laced with something that bordered on amusement. And there was that killer smile of his again.

You swallowed hard as you managed to finally tear your eyes away from all that Stu was sporting. You felt the flush on your cheeks burn hotter.

"I- I usually go to bed earlier," you managed to say, tugging self-consciously at the hem of your baggy pajama top.

Although you had lived here for several weeks now, you still didn’t dare to wear very revealing clothes, leaving you to sleep in the baggiest but ever-so-comfy pajamas that you owned. And in Stu’s presence, you felt heavily overdressed. Would he find you silly or childish to be sleeping in this type of pajamas? Would he tease you with it later on?

"Looks like we're on a collision course tonight, then," he quipped, his smile sharp and knowing. His gaze lingered just a second too long, flirty intentions clear as day.

"Collision avoided," you replied quickly, sidestepping to give him room.

But even as you moved away, you couldn't shake the awareness of his body so near yours, your breath mingling in the narrow space between you.

“Narrowly,” Stu said, the grin audible in his voice. His chest hovered incredibly close to your face, his nipples just in sight. How did a girl concentrate when that view was in her line of sight?

Get a grip, you scolded yourself mentally. This was your stepbrother. He was just teasing you. Whatever he said didn’t mean a thing.

He was probably practicing his skills for Casey. Or any of the other many girls he had lined up to be his girlfriend. You sometimes wondered if Stu meant it when he made flirty comments to you, or if this was the only way he had ever interacted with girls before.

But this was the first time you had run into Stu while on your way to bed, and wasn’t it something? Your mind quickly ran away from you, thinking forbidden thoughts, while you had to force your eyes to keep focused on his face rather than drift lower to admire his physique.

"Careful, or you might start looking forward to these little run-ins." His grin widened, the words heavy with suggestion as he leaned slightly towards you.

"Goodnight, Stu," you said, fumbling for detachment, for some semblance of normalcy as you retreated.

"I’ll be here each night, usually between one and three A.M.,” he called after you, voice jocular.

Then, a sudden shift as a whisper followed.

“Sweet dreams, sis," his voice now low and smooth, sending shivers down your spine.

That hadn’t just happened, had it?

In the safety of your own room, you stood motionless for a long time, replaying the encounter over and over in your head. You were confused by the unfamiliar yearning that had taken a chokehold on you. Your body felt hot, your cheeks were flustered.

You liked what you saw, more than you should have. And it was terrifying.

"You can’t do this," you whispered to the darkened room, trying to dismiss the heat that Stu's proximity had ignited. “You can’t fall in love with your own stepbrother.”

But deep down, you knew sleep would not come easy tonight, haunted by the dangerous dance of what-if scenarios playing out in your mind. Stu had gotten you hot and bothered.

Again.

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kellykidd · 8 months

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Turkey Time, Baby

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Pairing: Matt Casey x reader

Request: Can you do a Matt Casey x reader? Matt Casey is married to Kelly Severide’s sister and she is the PIC at the same firehouse as her husband and brother. It is thanksgiving Casey and his wife are celebrating it at the firehouse with the rest of the guys that works on the same shift. Casey and his wife are having some intimate in his quarters but gets interrupted because Severide is looking for his sister. After the shift was over Casey and y/n was home at there house. Casey was telling his wife about the call that they all had last night and about how Casey saved a new born baby when the victim was in labor. Casey tells y/n how he wants them to have a baby, but y/n isn’t sure if she feels ready to have a baby now even if she wants to have a baby with her husband. Based on season 1 episode 7

Summary: Married to your brother Kelly’s best friend, you get to spend your thanksgiving on shift

Words: 1350

Warnings: Kissing, intimate content (no smut), birth, married couple disputes

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—— “Ready big bro? Boden’s about to carve the turkey,” You asked, leaning on Kelly’s doorframe.

“I’ll be right there, just finishing this run sheet.”

“Better hurry up, you know how Boden likes everyone to watch his magic.”

A small chuckle left your mouth as you walked towards Matt’s quarters.

“Turkey time, Baby,” you smiled, leaning over to give him a secretive peck on the lips.

“I’m ready for another kinda time,” he smirked.

“Not right now baby, Boden’s waiting, something about turkey magic.” You pulled him away from his desk and practicality dragged your husband to the common room.

“Casey, Severide, finally,” Boden groaned, “where’s the other Severide?”

“I told Kelly it was chow time just a m-“

You were cut off by your brother slipping in behind you and taking a seat at the table.

“Let’s eat before these damn bells go off,” Boden announced.

As the firehouse passed around the bowls and platters of the thanksgiving feast truck prepared, Matt couldn’t help, but keep smirking in your direction.

“Severide,” Joe called out.

Both you and Kelly popped your heads up from your plates.

“Which one?” Kelly joked.

“PIC Severide. Pass the potatoes.”

You passed the potatoes as Matt kept smirking in your direction.

As the firehouse finished their meals, you called out, “squad’s on dish duty, right?”

“Thanksgiving doesn’t count, that’s a team sport,” Capp argued.

“I say it still counts,” Joe smiled, getting up from his seat.

“Works for me,” Herrmann announced, pushing away from the table.

Truck and Engine, along with you and Shay quickly left the common room as to not be recruited to dry what seemed like millions of dishes.

“Got a minute,” you asked Matt, a devilish grin across your face.

“Hell yeah I’ve got a minute.”

Pulling you into his quarters, he closed the blinds and locked the door behind you as you pulled him into a very passionate make out session. Your hands in each others hair giving you flashbacks to you at 16 with the boy down the road.

With you pulling his shirt off and him pulling off yours, you were fully in the not safe for work category. You were unbuttoning your pants as there was a knock on the door.

You quickly threw your shirt back on and through the blinds, you could tell the shadow on the other side of the door belonged to your brother.

“Casey, you seen my sister?” He knocked.

Matt panicked and threw on his shirt and opened the door before you could tell him he put it out inside out.

Kelly looked at Matt’s shirt and the flushed look on your face.

“Well aren’t you two celebrating the life of that bird?” He shook his head.

“What’s up Kelly?” You asked, attempting to fix your hair.

“Boden wanted to see you, but it’s not urgent if you want to get back to what you were doing.”

Fixing yourself up, you walked out of Matt’s quarters, only to hear Kelly laugh behind you.

“You’re doing it at the firehouse now?” He chuckled.

“We didn’t do anything, you interrupted us,” Matt fired back.

You were just out of earshot now, so you couldn’t hear them, but when you looked over your shoulder, you could tell they hadn’t changed topics.

Just as you were reaching the bullpen, dispatch announced your next call, “Ambulance 61, Truck 81, Squad 3, car accident, 555 West Halstead.”

You turned around and started your jog towards the app floor. Shay was already in the drivers seat when you got there, pulling 61 into the street before you could even get your seat belt on.

About two minutes before the accident site, you hit traffic. Heavy, After-dinner, thanksgiving traffic. Lights, horns and sirens weren’t enough to make traffic move even an inch.

“61 how far out are you?” Matt called over the radio.

“Two minutes, but we’ve hit stand-still traffic,” you sighed.

“Call for another ambo, we’re in bad shape over here.”

“61 to Main, we’re stuck in traffic and unable to take in the West Halstead call. Requesting another ambo for truck and squad assist,” you radioed into dispatch.

“Ambulance 90 is 20 minutes out,” dispatch replied.

“Casey, did you get that?” You asked.

“Yeah, do what you can to get here quickly. We’ve got a victim in labor,” he replied.

You motioned to Leslie to try the horns and siren again.

“No luck,” she announced, frustrated and banging on the steering wheel.

“How’s she doing?” You asked Matt.

“Contractions are about two-ish minutes apart.”

“Matt she’s going to need to start pushing. Get all the blankets and the med kit from the truck. You’re going to have to deliver there.”

Leslie looked over to you, shocked at what you just said.

“Are you sure you want him to do that?” She whispered.

“We don’t have much of a choice,” you whispered back, “plus it’s Matt. He’s a natural.”

“We’re ready here,” Casey told you.

“Ok on her next contraction, I need you to tell her to push. Keep her focused on this baby.”

“I don’t know if I can do this, Severide.”

“You have to.”

Several minutes went by without communication from Matt. Finally, over the radio, you could hear screaming from the laboring mother.

“How’s she doing, Matt?”

“Baby’s about half way. Next contraction is about to start.”

The traffic in front of you started to ease enough so Shay could maneuver around it.

“Casey, we’re on our way. A minute out,” Shay announced.

“I shouldn’t stop right?” He asked.

“Keep going, Casey. We’ll take over when we get there. Once the baby is born, dry it off and hand it to the mother.”

Shay was focused, her knuckles white from the amount of force she was putting on them, trying to make sure you got to this victim.

Pulling up to the accident seen, you saw Matt by the passenger door of a mangled car.

“Baby is here,” Matt called out over the radio.

Grabbing the jump bag, monitor, oxygen and stretcher, you and Shay rushed to Matt’s side.

“Casey, we’re gonna load and go,” you informed him.

“We didn’t have anything to cut the cord,” he was breathing heavily.

As you truck helped you with loading the victim, you reassured Matt.

“You did good. Congrats, Casey,” you smiled, shutting the ambulance doors behind you.

——

Arriving back to the house late, you flopped into your bunk and fell right to sleep. You were blessed with no overnight calls to end the shift, so you could actually get a little sleep, a rarity on shift.

When you woke up, you quickly packed your duffel bag and met Matt out front.

“Ready?” He asked.

“Yeah, let’s go,” you smiled, “maybe some uninterrupted time?”

Matt shot you a look.

“Is that a yes?” You asked, getting in his truck.

“Definitely,” he grinned, starting the truck.

As you arrived back at your apartment, Matt had a look on his face.

“What’s on your mind?” You asked, plopping down on the couch.

“That call.”

“The car accident?”

“Yeah. I delivered a baby on a road today,” he rushed.

“I’m so proud of you.”

“I think we should have a baby,” he paced.

“What?”

“Yeah, you and me. We could do it, I know we can.”

“Matt, I-“

“Baby, we’d be so good-“

“Matt!” You yelled, cutting him off mid sentence.

“What?”

“I don’t know if I’m ready to have a baby,” you admitted.

“What?”

“I’m finally in a good spot at 51. I finally made PIC. I don’t want to take time off right now. I know you want to have a baby.”

“Yeah, I do,” he said, firmly.

“I don’t know if I can have a baby with you right now.”

He grabbed his duffel off the floor and started walking towards the door.

“Where are you going?” You got up from the couch.

“You can’t drop a bomb like that on me and expect me to just sit here. I’m going to Kelly’s.”

The apartment door shut with a bang. All you could think was “was this a mistake?”

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kiddbegins · 7 months

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Echoes of Your Name - Matt Casey

So I'm starting another fic...

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meraki-yao · 7 months

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RWRB Movie: A fucking List of Potential Extra Stuff

I can only pray and hope that Amazon, Matthew, the boys, Casey and whoever needs to be involved do more with the movie after the strike is over, but here’s a list of stuff related to the movie that I want

All the Deleted Scenes: Extended Polo Scene, Extended Paris Café Scene, Extended Paris Love-making Scene, Morning in Paris Scene (I swear I have been feral over it since the bloopers were released), Extended Texas Holiday Montage (I’m not sure about this one but basically the scene in the bloopers where they shove each other), Texas Campfire Scene (That really doesn’t look like it’s just meant to be a montage, it looks like a legit scene), Extended Texas Scene after Lake scene (I’m also not sure about this one because I’ve only seen one person say this exists), Kensington Breakfast Scene, Brownstone thanksgiving scene, Whatever the scenes from Philip, Pez and Zahra’s credits were from, and probably a couple others that we don't even know exist

More Bloopers (there’s gotta be more right? I literally don’t care if it’s like twenty seconds longer GIMME GIMME GIMME)

What was shot before re-shoots (like the piano scene, I’m curious what was shot before and why didn’t it work)

B Roll Footage

Full Footage of certain scenes (ex: The entirety of Henry/Nick singing don’t stop me now)

Audio Commentary: Matthew’s director's commentary, Nick and Taylor’s actor's commentary, Henry and Alex’s in-character commentary

A DVD with all of the above

Full Cast Audiobook

More Interviews and Magazine shoots with the boys together

(Kinda far-fetched but) A Musical Adaptation

A miniseries of post canon Firstprince living their lives (that’s what I want for a sequel, not a plot, just the visual media equivalent of domestic one-shots): Living together, More about Henry’s grief and depression, I can’t tell if Movie Alex has ADHD but maybe more on that, Maybe Princess Catherine coming back and reconciling with Henry (currently writing a fic on it), Maybe? The King reconciling with Henry (wrote a meta on it), Proposal (Casey’s freaking thread reply drove me insane), Marriage, Kids, So like, snippets of the next five years of their lives

(also unpopular opinion but… personally I don’t want Henry to abdicate? It’s an issue I had with the bonus chapter but one of Casey’s IG story wrote about why they wrote it like that, and I realized it might have something to do with me being kind of young and the ideologies that comes with that immaturity. I kinda thought Henry could take a step back without stepping down, like irl Princesses Eugenie and Beatrice who had their own normal jobs and have more of a say in what events to show up to. Idk. I’m a “fix this system” rather than “fuck the system” person, and I think there’s just power in having a gay prince who can keep both his title and his love.）

Yeah I might be delusional but I am also willing to spend money on all of these things so Amazon it’s up to you

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