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oneshotnewbie · 4 months

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hii!! can i request a athena grant x reader where in reader fell asleep waiting for athena?? i hope you have a good day!!

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The clock ticked incessantly as you desperately tried to pass the time that remained before Athena returned from her shift. It was well past midnight and you had decided to keep yourself busy, so you sat alone and visibly restless on the sofa of the Grant House in the cozy living room, surrounded by a sketchbook, a novel and a laptop that was in vain tried to get your attention with your favorite series.

You mechanically flipped through the pages of a novel, trying to read a few pages and immerse yourself in the story, but your mind kept wandering and the words blurred in front of your tired eyes. The rain pattered against the window panes, the rhythm seeming to increase your nervousness. Athena had promised you that she wouldn't be home too late. But the hours passed, and each minute seemed to last an eternity, merged with the fear that something had happened to her. And with the materials around you, you tried to keep yourself busy, trying to drive away the impatience and worries that were beginning to arise within you.

Reaching for the sketchbook, you began to draw with the pencil in your hand. Lines and curves melted onto the paper and you created abstract shapes of your lover's face but it seemed to challenge you more than it ever did. Your concentration simply wasn't centered and minutes later your gaze fell back to the series, waiting to come back to life with the start of a new episode, but the screen progressively darkened until the screen saver came on.

With a sigh, you resolved to continue drawing. Perhaps your favorite feature of Athena's face first, expressing all your thoughts and feelings in detail in her beautiful eyes that flooded you every time you looked at her. But despite your efforts, time moved painfully slowly and the form and radiance did not come smoothly; the details remained half-formed in your head.

You peeked at the clock and noticed your eyelids growing heavy. The room was silent, only the gentle ticking of the clock breaking the silence. An incessant calm that only increased the tiredness. Without further ado, you decided to make some tea to keep yourself moving around the apartment.

The tea kettle whistled in your ears as you rested your head on the counter and dozed off for a moment, before pouring yourself another cup. You began to sip the hot water while staring absentmindedly out the window. The clock ticked relentlessly in your head.

To distract yourself, you turned on the music quietly, hoping the rhythm would get you going. You put down the hot cup and began to glide around the room to the beat of the music. For a moment it felt good to let the energy flow through your body, but soon your movement was lost in complete exhaustion. You fell back onto the sofa and made another attempt to focus and catch the shine in your girlfriends eyes given how they actually shone.

The sheet of paper filled with more lines and shades and you poured your feelings and longings to soon be able to see them in reality again, into this sketch. The night progressed and the tiredness continued to eat into your body. Despite your struggle to stay awake, your eyelids feel increasingly heavy. You rub your eyes and try to keep concentrating, but the exhaustion slowly overwhelms you and you lean back. The eyes closed to rest briefly. The exhaustion took over, conspiring minutes into hours.

You fought the urge to fall asleep because you really wanted to stay awake to greet Athena when she finally came home and to fall asleep with her in her arms. But your body didn't obey you and your surroundings blurred as your consciousness went against your will. Your head tilted to the side, your fingers that were gripping the pen slowly letting go and it slipping from your hand, the sketchbook sliding gently to the floor. Your head finally rested on the soft back of the chair.

Sinking into an involuntary sleep, your breathing had become calmer as you reflexively curled up on the sofa. The clock continued ticking and the rain outside was easing as the darkness of sleep took over you relentlessly. In the distance you barely heard the sound of the key in the door and Athena quietly coming in and strutting down the stairs when she spotted you sleeping peacefully on the couch.

A warm smile spread across her face as the policewoman saw the drawing she had started on the floor and picked it up. "My little illustrator," she spoke carefully before carefully placing a soft blanket over your body and placing a kiss on your cheek before sitting down and watching you. You woke up through the movement of the soft velvet beneath you and the gentle caresses on your leg. „´thena,“ you whispered with a scratchy voice, clearly seeing the silhouette of your girlfriend, smiling tiredly at the sight of her in Uniform.

„I am sorry it took me so long to come home. I had another mission shortly before I wanted to leave,“ she spoke sadly, knowing she had kept you waiting for so long. But especially without a call that she would come later. She had been completely prevented by a road closure due to a traffic accident and was unable to write you. "But now I'm back and you can go to sleep in peace."

You nodded and put your head back on the pillow before you even put your legs on her lap and she wedged them tightly under her arms until you fell asleep and she could get ready for bed. When your breathing became shallower and noticeably slowed down, Athena knew that you had drifted back into a peaceful sleep. "Sleep well, my love."

Athena was finally home, but you were sleeping soundly, surrounded by the traces of your hours-long battle against tiredness and the unbearable waiting.

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mvltisstuff · 10 months

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Hi! Could I please request a 911 fic, please? Reader is Buck and Maddie’s little sister and is dating Eddie. She goes for a hike and falls, maybe just like a broken leg and concussion... but she has to call 911 and is freaking out a little and Maddie does her best to calm her down til the 118 gets there. Then lots of fluff with the guys. Maybe they show up at her apartment the next day to help her out with things and binge some tv with her. Thank you in advance!

sos - e.d

summary: request

eddie diaz x buckley!reader

a/n: tysm for the request, hope you enjoy 💗

y/n thought it was common sense to not disturb the wildlife in the trail. there were signs everywhere, you had to be blind to miss them. blind or stupid, at least. she also knew that the group of teenage girls had ignored the sign, trying to run after the deer and scare them away.

it was her one day off. it wasn’t a huge day to go to the hiking paths, so she went when it wasn’t busy. however, the mob of juveniles came across like they were the only people to exist, shoving anyone and anything out of their way. y/n had fallen victim in their path of destruction. she had been firmly distracted on the panicked deer, being able to outrun their pictures and harassment.

stupidly, her food stumbled on a pit, twisting her ankle as she fell down the rocky hill. she felt the massive rock jab her head, leaving a pitchy ringing in her ears. the fall had turned her leg in ways that it shouldn’t turn. finally, after what felt like minutes of falling, she landed on her back on the dusty floor of the woods. she lay there panting for a few moments, hoping someone would have seen her fall, but there wasn’t anyone but the excited shouting of the girls. she basically had no other choice but to fish her phone out of her pocket. she was so discombobulated and facing pain that she could only manage to type the three numbers.

“9-1-1, what is your emergency?” the voice of y/n’s older sister came through the phone, making y/n’s heart race in relief.

“maddie! oh, jesus,” she groans. “so, funny story, i just fell on my hike and i bashed my head on a rock, and then my leg did a weird thing and now it hurts like a bitch so i don’t r-“

“y/n?” she could tell the panicked voice of her sister. “wha- ok, first, tell me what trail you’re on.”

“i’m on the northeast trail at brush canyon,” y/n informs, despite the throbbing ache in her skull.

“alright, i’m sending units to you now, but stay on the phone with me?”

“i will. god, those girls were just running like maniacs an-“

“hey, hey, calm down, y/n. you’re going to be fine, just don’t get too riled up, yeah? police and rescue are 3 minutes away from your location now.”

“thank you, maddie,” y/n says into the phone, starting to calm down and grow more tired.

“of course, that’s why i’m here. the police should pull up in a minute, i love you,”

“i love you too, maddie,” maddie hangs up the phone, leaving her to buck and eddie now. they came to check the safety of the trail after hearing about the pits, and the concerns of people tripping and tumbling down the hills. when buck saw his little sister on the ground, his heart stopped.

“y/n?” he shouted, sliding down the hill and next to y/n’s body.

“heyyy, buck,” she says, being given pain medicine by chimney. “oh, i fell by the way.”

“eddie!” he yells, calling for her boyfriend as he walks down to see her too.

“what the hell happened?” he asks, completely alarmed by her state on the ground. “hey, are you ok?”

“splendid. not the best hike, but i’ll just leave a bad review. and someone tell those bitches to stop running after the deer!”

“alright, she’s fine,” buck laughs, getting his sisters personality back as they lift her onto the stretcher. bobby allows buck and eddie to travel with her to the hospital, as her eyes close in the back.

“i’m not sleeping, i’m just resting my eyes.”

“y/n, you probably should sleep,” buck tells her.

“yeah, baby, you hit your head pretty good,” eddie adds. he smiles at y/n’s scrunched eyebrows and shut eyes as she just continues to fall asleep one minutes later.

the doctors had confirmed that she did fracture her patella, and would be limited in movement for a few weeks. she had a light concussion from the impact on her head, but she’d heal perfectly fine. it wasn’t really anything to worry about.

she returned back to her apartment with maddie, helping her carry her things back in with the crutches. “thanks, maddie.”

“don’t thank me, just please be careful now,” she begs. “i don’t want you to push yourself like evan did and get all worked up.”

“i’m fine, maddie, i swear.”

“ok,” she concludes. “i have to go to work, but if you need anything in the world, call me or buck or eddie and i’m sure someone will help you. are you sure you don’t need anything?”

“maddie, get out of my apartment and go to work. i am fine!”

“alright, i love you. i’ll see you soon,” she says, shutting the door behind her as y/n sits on the couch, leaning her new crutches against it. she finally gets settled watching some old random reruns from tlc, getting invested in it when she realizes that she has to eat something with her new medicine. she tries to figure out something, when she hears an abrupt knock on her door. she limps over with her crutches, revealing a grinning buck and eddie by her door with a bag of food.

“we come with food!” buck smiles. “your favorite! cheesecake factory!”

“you guys did not have to do this,” she says, letting them come in and placing a kiss on eddie’s lips.

“well, we wanted you to have anything you need,” eddie tells her.

“i appreciate, i really do.”

“good, so what do you need done?” eddie asks. y/n thinks about what she could get away with, and manages to make them clean her entire kitchen. they did it willingly, so it’s nothing but a win for her.

“perfect! now, come eat with me and watch this show i found,” she beams, crutching over to the couch and placing the bag of food in front of her on the coffee table.

“what are we watching?” buck asks, starting to crack open his takeout box.

“i’m not really sure, some guy making cakes in new jersey,” she presses the volume as the voice of the man comes through the speakers. she sits back with her plate of food, looking at her two favorite boys in the world.

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sponsoredbytonystark · 8 months

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This Grandpa Bobby is unrelated to ‘Step by Step’ but thanks to a video I couldn’t get the thought out of my head, ft GiGi Athena and the fire fam kids

-for the sake of the story everyone just goes with the fact that they’re family, the kids are cousins no questions asked

-all the boys go to the same school (this may come into play later for a different story)

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Pumpkin Pancakes and Grandparent Sleepovers:

Bobby cracked open the door to Harry’s room noticing that all three of the older boys were sprawled out: Denny being half on the air mattress, half off and Harry’s hand somehow draped across Christopher’s face. He chuckled to himself before pulling the door closed, he had heard the tv still going around two am. Bobby doesn’t expect to see them for at least another hour.

He continued down the hall to what had been May’s room. Opening the door he was greeted with a smile out of the crib that sat in the corner, “good morning Jee, how my girl?”

“Pa,” her little voice whispered as she reached her arms up towards him.

After a quick change, Bobby moved into the kitchen. It was Saturday morning and he and Athena were on kid duty all weekend.

“What you thinking for breakfast, huh kid?”

The only response he got was the one year old snuggling deeper into his chest. Apparently this morning he was cooking one handed.

Kissing the top of her head, he pulled out ingredients for his pumpkin pancakes. It would pair with the fall morning outside and bonus points that it was Athena’s favorite.

He was caught up in the moment and swaying softly to the music coming from the record player in the corner, his arms still full of Jee, he missed Athena leaned against the counter.

He startled slightly when he turned around to see her there, “good morning darling,”

He walked around to give her a kiss before dropping the egg shells in the trash can.

“Want me to take her?”

“Nah, I’ve got it.” The sergeant smiled knowing how much her captain loved his kids.

“The boys are still sleeping, but I would expect them up once the bacon finishes cooking.” He said as he turned back towards the stove. Christopher Diaz could smell bacon from a mile away.

Athena enjoyed the view for a few more minutes before she got up to join her husband in moving around the kitchen. She poured a cup of coffee before moving to place it on the table, then returning for plates.

She smiled to herself as she heard the bedroom door open and looked up to meet the eyes of three very tired looking pre teen boys.

“Good morning my boys.”

She was met with grumbled responses as they fell into their chairs at the kitchen table.

She returned to her husbands side this time reaching for the toddler without asking. He willingly gave her up, and stretched his arms as he flipped the final pancake. He may feel it tomorrow but he would never tire of the snuggles.

He placed the pancakes, bacon, and fruit on the table and smiled as all three boys immediately perked up, “boys can you grab cups and the juice out of the fridge please?”

“I got the juice grandpa,” Denny said as he got up from the table

“I’ll get the cups,” Harry said before following his cousin.

Christopher followed before adding Jee’s sippy cup to her high chair positioned beside Athena.

“Captain did you make these pancakes just for me?” Athena asked as they passed the plates around the table.

“It may have been a determining factor,” he smiled a knowing smile in her direction

“Thanks for the bacon grandpa” Christopher added with his mouth full.

“What kind of grandpa would be if I didn’t know my kids favorite breakfast foods?” He smirked at them as he watched Denny dig into the fruit bowl in search of the kiwi Bobby had sliced up last night, and Harry with his own mouth full pancake because he was his momma son.

“So what’s on the agenda today kids?” Athena asked as she sipped her coffee

The boys all locked eyes with wide grins on their faces, “can we go to the zoo?” Harry asked for the group before Chris cut in

“They have new sea lions!”

Of course Denny followed in their rehearsed plea, “we’ve been learning about them in school Gigi!” Adding a little flair trying to rope in Athena.

The adults locked eyes before Bobby turned to Jee-Yun, “what do you think Jee?”

“Pa, zoo!” She smiled back as she smashed the blueberries Athena had put on her tray.

He locked eyes with his wife before returning his gaze to the boys, “Finish your breakfast and go get dressed.”

There was small chirps of excitement from the group before the boys started spouting animal facts at each other, no doubt most of which had come from Buck.

Bobby smiled again to himself as he bit into his own pancakes. How did he get so lucky?

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@juliaor @mattoidmeerkat @logicloveandsense @livrisaihunanya @911flohr

#Grandpa Bobby Nash #Bobby Nash #Athena Grant #GiGi Athena Grant Nash #jee yun buckley han #christopher diaz #harry grant #denny wilson #911 fanfic #911 on abc #911 on fox #911 oneshot #mentioned Buck Buckley #911 firefam

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eternal-work-in-progress · 14 days

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hehehheheheheh I have been writing obsessively recently so have an Unnamed Ruined Reality Alternate Universe Oneshot

this is a concept I made and outlined with my friend and I have finally actually translated it into proper written word??? Unimaginable

also woopsies general AU stuff before you read: Filii/Filiae/Filius/Filia all take the place of the species Steve! The different Filii use different languages so their subspecies name is translates (ie. yellow -> Galben in Romanian, aquamarine -> Aquamarijn in Dutch, violet -> Violetto in Italian)

Griffin ran from the room, away from his mother, away from the horror he felt while looking at her. Caliban watched him go. In disbelief, she muttered, “No… Why would you run…?”

She stood still, staring out the open door to the hallway, her cell’s only source of light. Something moved to her left and her head snapped toward it immediately. And she saw… Athena. The glorious, loyal, deadly, traitorous Athena. The poor woman looked exhausted. She turned to Caliban with no hate in her eyes, which Caliban did not deserve.

“Because he knows what’s best for himself,” Athena spoke softly but intensely. “And so do I.” The general turned to leave the room.

Caliban could not allow that. She… She wanted Athena to stay. Stay with her. Why wouldn’t anyone stay? Why wouldn’t anyone listen?! She’s not insane! She’s not dangerous! She shouldn’t be stuck down here! They’ll leave her here to rot. No, no, no, the queen of nightmares will not rot before her traitors do. This traitor will not leave.

The Queen stepped forward and her restraints tensed immediately, chain pulling against chain. Her head rolled forward, as though she had little control of her own body, as though she was possessed. The Queen was a caged animal. With a sudden and very raw anger, she screamed.

“ATHENAAAAA!”

The general stopped, bracing her weapon, but did not turn to the animal.

“YOU ARE NOT SO PURE.”

From the moisture in the air and the water sunk into the bricks, the general summoned a fist of water and ice to encase her right hand. It seemed she was preparing for a fight.

“YOU ARE A MONSTER! YOU ARE A MURDERER! YOU ARE A WARRIOR WHO HAS LOST HER FAUX GLORY. YOU HAVE KILLED THOUSANDS AND YOU ARE PRAISED. YOU ARE GIVEN TITLES OF RENOWN. BUT YOU KNOW THAT YOU ARE IMPURE.”

The general spoke lowly, something unreadable clouding her face. “I never said I was pure.”

“YOU TAKE AWAY MY SON AND EXPECT ME TO SIT HERE. WAITING FOR SOME SAVIOR.”

The general took a deep breath…. Athena kept walking away. But the Queen could still see her. The Queen continued to scream after her. She could not stop herself.

“ATHENA. WHAT MAKES ME DIFFERENT FROM THE SOLDIERS YOU HAVE KILLED IN BATTLE? WERE THEY NOT FILII LIKE YOUR ELITES? WERE SOME NOT CHILDREN? WERE THEY NOT SIMPLY ON THE WRONG SIDE?”

Athena kept walking.

“I ONLY ASK, ATHENA, WHAT I’M CERTAIN OUR FELLOW LEADERS HAVE ASKED YOU.

“I STAND ON THE WRONG SIDE.

“WHY HAVE YOU NOT KILLED ME?!��

The Queen fell to her knees, having lost the battle against her metal restraints. But her corrupted eyes remained trained on Athena’s figure in the hallway, which had stopped moving. The Queen finally remained silent.

…Athena returned to the room. She walked over to the Queen, standing over her while the infected woman sat in her shadow. The Queen stared up at her old friend with her furious red eyes.

“...We have not killed you because we so desperately wish to save you,” whispered the general, leaning down closer. “I vowed long ago to never kill without reason. To never take a life that could be salvaged.” She still held her weapon in her hands and weariness in her eyes. This was what she came here for.

The general stood back up, straighter. “...I am sorry, Caliban. More than you know.” She gripped the weapon tighter. “Let me grant you peace.” This was what she came here for.

And yet, she saw something shift in the Queen’s eyes. When the fury faded, her eyes held only immense tiredness. And yet she smiled softly. Caliban bowed her head.

Athena looked down upon her. “...Tell me truthfully, Caliban… Did the Darkness really help you?”

Caliban bowed further. Her friend heard pain in her voice. “Please kill me….”

Athena’s eyes widened, she could hear her own heart beating. After only a second of consideration, she took the risk of wrapping her best friend in a hug. Caliban could not return it with the chains around her wrists still pulling, but she leaned into the Aquamarijn, savoring this last comfort, this last moment of lucidity. When Athena spoke, her voice was small and quiet, “I’m so sorry, Cal.”

Then, there was silence for a long time. “...Rest well for us…” Athena whispered. She raised her weapon behind Caliban’s back. The Galben did not brace herself for pain or death. All she did was nod, still leaning on her friend. Athena felt Caliban’s warm tears fall onto her shoulder.

“...Tell Griffin…” Caliban said when she decided she should speak, “...I’m sorry.”

“I will, I will. We love you so much.” Athena let the embrace linger for a minute longer.

“... You were wonderful.”

The final blow was swift and simple, to her back. Athena dropped her weapon right after, wrapping both arms around Caliban. The Galben did not scream. She died as she lived.

In pain.

But loved.

Athena laid her body down gently. She didn’t try to stop any tears from falling. Taking Caliban’s hand, she sat next to her for a little while. Grieving. The Galben looked at peace, despite the scars of Darkness… Athena stared at her face, thinking of it all. Their laughter, their joy, their girl’s nights. Their fights and disagreements, their friendship growing deeper. The Darkness. The glowing lights on Caliban’s dress and jewelry slowly dulled. It pained Athena.

She didn’t have to watch, she knew. But she would anyway. Caliban was her best friend. Athena would sit and stay until she was completely gone. So she sat.

Amadeo, Chief Violetto, walked slowly through the underground hallways of the Outpost with a crossbow in hand. He wanted to be safe, in case Athena had been unable to handle the Nightmare Queen. He doubted that she would fail—she was the one who suggested this, after all—but… just in case. He hesitantly poked his head through the open doorway and scanned the room for any sign of a struggle or fight. There was none. Then he saw Athena, with Caliban in her arms.

“...Athena?” he whispered.

Athena did not look up.

Amadeo walked in further. The cell was so isolated. So dark and wet. They’d all regretted placing Caliban here. But her behavior was just becoming too erratic. He saw Athena sitting quietly, staring at the Filia Galben, who looked to merely be asleep. But the scars… They’d looked so shallow, but they’d run so deep. Amadeo knelt down next to both of them, facing the back wall.

“...We’ll miss her,” he said.

Athena gave a small nod. “Always.” She felt guilt. But she knew this kill was in mercy. Caliban’s last words rang in her head. Please kill me. I’m sorry.

Amadeo relaxed his shoulders and set his crossbow down away from the women. There was pain in him. There was always pain in him, but there were times when it became clearer. This was one of those times. “There was no fight?”

“...She asked me to end it herself.”

He leaned back and looked at the ceiling. “She was still there?”

Athena was silent for a moment. “Do you think… we still could have saved her?”

Amadeo had been in Athena’s position before. He took a deep breath. “...No. Whatever was left of her… It was just suffering…. You saved her.”

…Athena brought one of Caliban’s hands to her face, placing it on her cheek. It was already cold against her skin. “...How is Griffin…?”

The Chief Violetto sighed and looked back down to the wall. “Vaughn is comforting him. He knows this was all we could do.” He frowned sadly. “We won’t be able to give him a proper coronation. …But I don’t think it matters at this point.”

“There is nothing to rule over…” Athena said. Four. There were four Filii Galben left. Amadeo rubbed his face. He was… exhausted. They all were exhausted.

“...Where will we bury her?” Athena asked quietly.

“...I don’t know if we should with all that Darkness, Ath…”

Right, Athena thought.

“We could… ask the Rojos to cremate her?” Amadeo suggested. “It’s just… The Royal Galben tombs are unreachable…”

Slowly, Athena nodded.

“...I’m sorry. You were closer to her than any of us.”

Athena… gave a small smile. Amadeo assumed the gesture was meant for his sake, but she still stared at the corpse. “It is alright. I would rather her be at peace than in pain. Even if by my own hand.” But she had cried and would again. She grieved for every kill she committed. Amadeo knew.

He thought and thought in their silence. About the World Beyond and Below. About his fellow leaders. About death and sadness. He didn’t cry for Caliban, he couldn’t. He had no tears left in him. He thought about Pietro. How Amadeo had held his body in the same way Athena held Caliban’s. How the same thoughts had run through his head. How doomed and ruined everything felt.

But he had allies now…. He was not alone in an old, corrupted village. They would all comfort Athena. They would all honor Caliban somehow. Griffin would be given the title he deserved. They would all continue to try.

He shut his eyes and stood, grabbing his crossbow. “I will… go inform King Rei.”

“Alright.”

He… he walked away. And Athena was alone again. With a body that was slowly getting cold. More tears fell.

#this is definitely still rough around the edges and awkward in places #but finally being able to properly express these scenes is INCREDIBLE #a goal finally reached #now to expand on it #ruined reality #ruined reality au #Queen Caliban Valentina #General Athena Proxima #RR yellow leader #RR Griffin #General Proxima #btw both yellow leader and proxima are women here #and Griffin is the yellow leader’s son #*grabs you* work with me here #suspend your disbelief

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fantasyfictionfables · 1 month

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-| Devotion |-

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Summary:

Gale and Athena get to take a well-deserved bath in Sharess´ Caress. A short OneShot about devotion, intimacy, hopes and promises.

The water engulfing her calves was pleasantly warm; the sound of flowing water for the first time in a long while coming from an artificial source – a little fountain - rather than the streams they had gotten used to. The faint scent of roses filled the air, bringing a luxury into the Paladin´s life she had believed lost.

It was a soft touch at the wrist, which called the Half-Elf out of her mind´s musings.

The instinct to turn around averted by a broad chest pressed against her curved back.

The sigh escaping her provoked a deep chuckle, the body behind her vibrating soothingly with it. Warm skin against hers, chest hair caressing her tender flesh.

Gale´s strong arms embraced her, his lips bestowing a tender kiss upon her hair.

“What gift from the Gods to have been blessed with a clever woman. Who would have thought we would end up bathing in a brothel?”

The wizard´s words coaxed a smile from Athena. Who would´ve thought, indeed?

“I did not take Raphael´s deal, but I knew requesting time in Sharess´ Caress to take a bath, would make him think it can only increase the chances of us reconsidering. He might have thought it would heighten my sympathy for him. Maybe he saw right through me but took a liking to us? Whatever made him grant the wish, I´m grateful.”

Her words resembled more a mumbling than anything else; her eyes closed, while giving into the delicate feeling his nuzzling of her neck evoked.

“Whoever would deny you the use of their rooms to cleanse your body and bring you pleasure is a cruel fool.”

The words left him before he placed an open-mouthed kiss on her shoulder, extracting the sweetest moan from his beloved.

“Gale.” His name broke free like a silent prayer. In a way it qualified as one; a prayer to the goddess which personified love and beauty.

His strong hands found her waist; his wide chest lowered itself behind her with the rest of his athletic body, and before she had enough time to contemplate what was transpiring, his teeth grazed the soft skin between her buttocks and her thigh.

“You resemble the dawn and are beautiful like the moon; bright as the sun and awe-inspiring like an army with banners. (Ref. Song of Solomon 6:10)

The gods look down upon you and desire you to be one of them. What a goddess you are, even now with a beating heart in your chest.”

Her womanhood clenched with the shudder taking over her body; desire flooding her veins not yet like burning flames but glimmering coals.

The buds of the hills that were her breasts rose in anticipation; her feminine hands finding into her kneeling lovers´ hair.

Mind blurred the thought winning out was one which prodded another amused huff from him.

“Your knees...”

“Will be fine”, he finished her sentence, adding an “although they might punish me”, in a confession only audible to himself.

The outsides of his index fingers caressed her tights from back to inside, imploring her to allow him closer to her sanctum.

Granting him his silent request she opened her pillars of marble; giving herself fully to him. Her vulnerability was rewarded with the velvet touch of his fingers.

A needy sigh left her; one others would be ashamed to offer the room.

His fingers probed her folds softly, eventually dipping curiously into the well of her nectar.

It was his turn to groan.

“You´re already prepared to welcome me home.”

He felt her insides tightening around his fingers upon hearing his assessment. She was divine. Truly and completely otherworldly.

“I´m always awaiting your homecoming, Gale.”

Athena´s whispered declaration of love made him lean his head against her lower back.

He did not deserve such love; most certainly not from a woman like her. He could not offer much, and having agreed to her wish of rejecting godhood, he never would. Despite her repeated claims of devotion to the man he was; despite her never ceasing compliments and her endearing dedication to him visible in expression as in deeds – it was incomprehensible to him that she could be satisfied with Gale the fallen wizard, when she deserved the world at her feet.

Redirecting his thoughts, he kissed her spine.

“Let me indulge in your proximity before burying myself fully in your depths. I want to lose myself in you; for once surrounded by the olfactory pleasure of scented oils, magically secured doors, and daylight caressing your alabaster skin. I want to drink from the sweet wine that are your lips, taking in every shudder of your body and every sigh rising through your throat.”

Slowly turning around – the sound of moving water accompanying her – she placed her elegant hands, which had allowed for her survival through many trials, on his shoulders. A dance led one of them up to his neck and eventually into his hair; softly massaging his scalp - eliciting a quivering sigh.

“I love you, Gale Dekarios. I promise to do everything in my power to ensure we have the life we envisioned together. You will see Waterdeep again, and we will let the wine in your cellar touch our tongues before intertwining them in front of the hearth in your tower. We are nearly there; not long and all of this tyranny will find its end. There is hope – and not one founded in blind optimism either.”

She saw the smile in his eyes before it seized his lips; her fingers gently brushing his temple.

“Let me work oil into your skin, while easing your aching muscles. Allow me to eat the fruit of your garden while indulging in your very own fragrance.”

Her sensual whisper reached his ear with the caressing wind of her breath; her soul-searching eyes, now that she was kneeling before him, on his level and full of devotion. He was certain it rivaled the feeling of a god worshipped.

His capable hands cupped her face as if it were the most delicate thing they had ever dared touch, a thumb prying her lips to part by stroking the plump lower one.

Their bond was electrifying the air around them; even an onlooker would´ve been able to sense it. The warmth between them lay like a heavy blanket upon their shoulders, calling them to union. The sun beams shining through the window not merely aiding their hearts´ efforts of keeping them warm, but also enforcing the dream-like scenery.

“How beautiful you are in your boundless devotion.” He paused, his eyes taking in every detail of her face and upper body – her hands having found his in the meantime. How glorious this wonderful creature; how ethereal this woman he was whole-heartedly bound to. If she wished to fuse with him by starting with non-verbal promises to him, so be it. Doubting her was far from him.

“Very well, let us explore. I´m ready and willing.”

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softguarnere · 2 years

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Masterlist

Oneshots

Ron Speirs

Pull That Trigger

Ares and Athena

Learn to be Lonely

People-Watching vs People Watching

Alone, Together

Anywhere You Go (Let Me Go Too)

From Scratch

If You Strip Away the Myth From the Man

Everyone, Everywhere, Everything

Evaded By Hypnos

Joseph Liebgott

The Freudian Slip (Part One) (Part Two)

Touch Me, Love Me, Can't Get Enough

Miracle of Miracles

'Til Dawn

2am

Hardheaded At Best

Joe Toye

When You Talk To An Officer

In That Head

I'll Be Right Here Waiting/Put It Back Together

Seven

In Sickness and In Health

Bill Guarnere

Always Best to Believe in One's Self

Hoping That There's Something Coming (It's Not the Same)

You Need a Little Candor, Need a Little Candor

Might Find Love

Babe Heffron

Call A Medic (But Not For Me)

I Don't Want You to Hide Your Issues (Blow Them into Your Tissues)

Inhale, Exhale

Eugene Roe

A World Without Color is a World Without You (Part One) (Part Two)

Avec Les Étoiles Dans Les Yeux

Staring At the Ceiling With You

Where There is Injury

Shifty Powers

You Tied a Tether Here to Keep Me Close

Don't You Feel My Heart Go?

She Used to Be Mine

Wildflower

David Webster

Friends That I Barely Know

Return to Sender (Part 2)

It Will Have Been Worth It

Lewis Nixon

I Can Read You Like a Magazine

Hold Me Close While I Think This Through

Coming Clean

Carwood Lipton

White Christmas

You Matter Too (I Promise You Do)

Skip Muck

I See Forever in Your Eyes

Dick Winters

Guardian Angel

Lucky Stars

Blushing All the Way Home

Skinny Sisk

Return to Sender (Part 2)

You've Got a Side You Can't Explain

George Luz

I Can't Stop Feelin', I Want Her Love

Cold Turkey

The Rest of the World Falls Away

Floyd Talbert

Passed Me a Note Saying, "Meet Me Tonight"

Johnny Martin

The Depths of Despair

Headcanons

Pining Headcanons

Bull Randleman and Chuck Grant

Joseph Liebgott and Dick Winters

George Luz and Don Malarky

Carwood Lipton and Joe Toye

Eugene Roe

Bill Guarnere

Joe Toye

Relationship Headcanons

Dating Shifty Powers

Dating George Luz

Dating Eugene Roe

Dating Lewis Nixon

Dating Joseph Liebgott

Dating Chuck Grant

Dating Dick Winters (as an OSS agent)

First date with Skinny Sisk

Misc. Headcanons

fem!reader overworking herself for Easy

taking care of Malarky

Easy Company reacts to praise

How they react to you being in a shootout

Helping a S/O who is touch starved

Christmas with Easy Company

How they react to false news of your death

Luz falling for a lady lieutenant

Asking their crush to be their Valentine

Asking their crush to be their Valentine (part 2)

How Liebgott would ask out his crush

How Easy Co. would help a S/O with insomnia

Doc Roe dating an extrovert

Nurse!reader who has a boyfriend back home

Falling for a childhood friend (Eugene Roe and Joe Liebgott)

How they would react to reader saying they don't like smokers

How they take care of you when you're sick

Luz asking out his crush

Comforting them after a bad week

How they react to you being wounded in combat

How the officer squad reacts to your awards

First date with Winters

When they get jealous

Dick with an upbeat nurse

Double reaction - end of war

Original Character Fics

Like A Girl (Like A Man)

For Whatever We Lose

#my writing #band of brothers x reader #band of brothers headcanon #band of brothers imagine

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Disappointment

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Eddie Diaz x Daughter! Reader | Evan Buckley x Reader

Summary: Y/N cries on Buck's shoulder, after hearing her father was shot.

Warning: slight dad! buck, angst, feelings of disappointment.

A/N: This was as hard to write as it was to watch.

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Y/N sneaks back into her house, after going to see an R-rated movie with her friends. Her father told her many times that she wasn't allowed to go to the movie, but Y/N didn't care. So far, sneaking out to see a movie is the most she ever disrespected her dad's wishes.

She took her headphones out of her ears, and she silently but quickly opened her bedroom window. Quiet not to disturb the household from their slumber, she climbs in through the window. She tiptoes over to her dresser and grabs pajamas from her drawer.

All of a sudden, a bright light blinds Y/N's vision. She turns around, scared, to see her father. He didn't look angry. No... he looked disappointed. Y/N pursed her lips at the look her father was giving her.

"If your gonna sneak out, don't do it when your ex-military father is home," Eddie told his daughter.

"Dad, I can expla-" Y/N couldn't finish her sentence before her father put a hand up. That was his way of saying "I don't want to hear it".

"What if I wasn't home? What if I went out, and something happened to Christopher?" I looked down, disappointed in my actions. I didn't think about that.

"This was the first time I've ever said "no". And just this once, you couldn't do as I say?" Eddie's voice started to get loud, but not too loud.

"I get it. I totally understand how you feel. I was your age once, and my parents were a lot stricter than I am. I'm just disappointed in the fact that I let you do your own thing, but when I ask for something, you can't obey." Eddie said, walking closer to his daughter.

"I'm sorry, dad. I won't do it again." Y/N still didn't look up at him.

"I know you won't," Eddie says, kissing Y/N's head. "Now, I have work in a couple of hours. But before I go... I'm gonna need that phone, Missy."

Y/N grabs her phone off the dresser and hands it to her father. She looks her father in the eye, but both of their hands are on the phone. They both could see the sadness in each other's eyes. Y/N gives her father a tight hug before mumbling a "thank you" and "goodnight".

Eddie walks out the door, heading back to his room. She's just how I raised her. This was just a hiccup that won't happen again. Eddie thought as he got back into his bed.

~The Next Day~

Y/N's POV

Christopher and I were in his room, playing his game. We heard footsteps, so we looked up. Buck, my father's co-worker/best friend stood in Christopher's doorway. He looked sad.

"Hey Buck," Chris looked up at Buck, then back at his game.

I gave Buck a smirk before saying, "Hey hot stuff. What's wrong? You look sad." I lightly chuckled, but Buck's face stayed the same. My smirk left, knowing something was up.

When I met Buck, I developed a crush on him. (You know teenage hormones.) Because I was 16, Buck and I could never be together. So, we made a joke out of it. I would flirt, and he would politely deny me, saying things like "I was too young for him" and "There are better fish in the sea". When Buck didn't joke back, laugh, or even smile, I knew something was up.

Buck walked towards us. He crouched down on the floor between us. You could see the tears build up in his eyes as he looked at us.

"Where's dad?" Christopher asked. He put down his game, as he waited on an answer.

Buck knew how close we were with our dad. And he knew that whatever he's gonna tell us, was gonna break us. Buck took a deep breath.

"Um... He's not coming home tonight, Chris." That was enough for me to break down in tears. The last time I saw my dad, he had given me a disappointing look. I didn't do the one thing he asked, and now something bad has happened to him.

"Why not?" Chris asked Buck.

"W-w-well, he got hurt at work today."

I silently listened to the firefighter explain to my brother why my father isn't home.

"In a fire?"

Chris is so innocent. It's so hard to explain to a 10-year-old boy that his father was severely hurt, and he might not make it through the night.

Buck got up from his crouching position, and he sat between us.

"N-no, not in a fire. The truth is... someone hurt your dad."

"On purpose?" Buck noticed how quiet I was. He looked at me. I couldn't even look at him. I looked all around Christopher's room before hearing Buck speak again.

"Yeah, I think so" Buck nodded.

"Like a bad guy?" I shook my head at what I was hearing.

I knew what Buck was trying to tell us. Kids at my school know a lot from just looking at their phones. I got looks all day. I didn't know why... because I was grounded. But hearing Buck talk about it, I could now stick the pieces together.

I finally looked at Buck to see tears run down his eyes. I'd never seen Buck cry before. I had only seen the tough Buck that would run into any danger just to save any living thing. Buck and my father are my heroes, and seeing your heroes fall is not easy.

"Will he be okay?" Chris asked, looking at Buck.

"You know, your dad is uh- he's tough as nails... He's a fighter. Right? So, he's with the doctors now."

I couldn't hear anymore. I stood up from the bed, and I walked out of Chris's room and into mine. I walked in to see the family photo of mom, dad, Christopher, and I when dad came back from the military. I cried hard. He isn't just a hero to this country. He's my hero, and the last thing we talked about was how I disappointed him.

I heard a knock on the door. Buck had a sad smile on his face as he joined me on my bed. I pulled Buck into a tight hug, and we cried into each other's shoulders. After about 5 minutes in the hug, we pulled away, still sobbing.

"I'm a terrible daughter," I told Buck.

He looked me in my eyes, shocked at my statement.

"D-d-don't say that. You are not a terrible daughter," Buck said.

"Yes, I am! The last conversation my father and I had was about how I disappoint him by sneaking out! Now, I don't even know if I will ever see him again," I say as I look down at my hands.

Buck grabs my hands and says, "Don't say that. I've had many near-death experiences. Your father has also had many near-death experiences. He's strong. He will make it out. And to say you were a horrible daughter for sneaking out is incorrect. You are the most caring, beautiful, and smartest girl I know, but you are also a teenager. You and your dad won't always agree, and that's okay. Trust me when I say, I was a lot worse than you as a teenager."

We laughed together as the tears ran down our faces. Buck pulled me into his chest. The hug made me feel safe. It felt like the one's my dad would give me before and after work. He kissed my forehead, just as my dad did last night before going to bed. He cradled my head, and I could feel his tears hit my head, but I didn't complain.

"If my dad makes it, I will never disappoint him again. You guys are my heroes. I don't want my heroes to be disappointed or hurt, because that is the worst time to see your heroes," I said, smiling at Buck before looking back down.

"You are a good daughter. And, you're an amazing sister. I love you as if you were my own." I chuckled, still looking down at my feet.

Buck got up to leave, but I grabbed his arm. He looked back at me with his sad eyes.

"Please, can you stay?" I asked the firefighter. He looked unsure. "At least until I fall asleep. My dad did it when I had a bad or stressful day," I finish.

Buck smiled, "Yeah. Sure." We laid down in my bed. He held me in a fatherly embrace, and I fell asleep. The last thing I heard was, "Eddie was never truly disappointed with you."

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stefanmikaleson1864 · 2 years

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Hi I was wondering if I could request Evan Buckley x Nash-Grant!reader. (Y/N is Bobby’s biological daughter and adopted by Athena when Bobby and Athena get married), Buck and Y/N are dating for years and are very happy together until Buck decides to sue the city, she then breaks up with him and hates Buck. Anytime they see each other she either flips him off or completely ignores him. When he comes back and everyone forgives him, she doesn’t. A couple of weeks later, Y/N is involved in a car accident and the 118 respond, then in the hospital they get back together. Thanks (sorry it’s long!) ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Ever since your Dad married Athena she welcomed you into the house with open arms. She even adopted you. But sense you were over 18 it wasn’t a legal thing just a family thing.

She was always there for you. Making you a member of the family. Even May and Harry called you there sister.

Something that was big in the house was Sunday dinner. It was the most important time of the week. For everyone to come together and connect with one another.

Sunday Dinner’s looked at lot more differently lately.

There used to be more people here now there just seems like there is something missing. I mean I know something is missing it just hurts.

You loved Buck you really did he was amazing and kind and would always take really good care of you no matter what.

Late night conversations were the best. He knew so much about you and you did about him. The two of you were maybe talking about marriage and kids and starting a life together.

Of course everyone had their relationship problems. Buck wasn’t an angel and this last move he proved that.

He always just did things without thinking. He would just go and never take a minute and see other options. Sometimes you loved him for it but this was just a curse at this point.

You couldn’t believe that he would and go and sue the 118 and the city was involved. Now your parents were involved in this and it was just something you couldn’t let go. It always made you so angry. How could he hurt his family like this.

You tried and talk to him about to just drop the case but he refused. He always said it wasn’t fair he was fired and now he has nothing left.

Which hurt I mean you knew it was his career but he still had you and that wasn’t going to change. But Buck being Buck he didn’t care. It was something he wanted so everyone else be dammed.

You decided to end things. The lawsuit and this whole he didn’t give a damn attitude you were completely over it.

It was just time to move on. It hurt because you just felt like years of your life were just gone. The building just collapsed in.

You cut him off completely decided why even bother he didn’t give a damn so why should you.

He tried calling you or knocking on your door but you just ignored him. You saw him a few times at the 118 but he always just got the finger. The unspoken communication that screamed so loud.

So Sunday dinner was at the 118 today your dad had to work so your mom decided to bring dinner over.

You didn’t want to go and thought maybe you should just stay home. Athena made it very clear that there was no chance in hell of that happening.

So you went to dinner and of course Buck was there. He came back to work and everyone welcomed him back with open arms.

Your dad tried to talk to you to tell you to at least forgive him and talk to him but again in the wise words of your mom there was no chance in hell of that happening.

So when you got to the 118 you just stayed in the background sitting with your dad in the Kitchen

. It was still weird there. No one really knew what to say to you. It was like it they talked to you they felt like they were turning there back on Buck and vise versa.

So Sunday dinner was so awkward. No one really saying anything and the dinner was silent and it felt so long.

You just wanted to run out and leave. But Athena was giving you the don’t you dare look. You knew it was important to her so you tried to behave.

After dinner you helped clean up and Buck came up behind you in the kitchen

“Y/N I need to talk to you I’m sorry Okay I never meant to hurt you I love you”. He pleaded.

“Fuck off Buck.” You said and walked away telling Athena it was time to and she agreed. She knew how you was feeling so she didn’t fight it.

A couple of weeks had passed sense then. Buck wouldn’t leave you alone calls and text but you just ignored them all.

It was late one night and you decided to go for a late night target run. It always made you feel better and this time did just the trick.

You were on your way back to your apartment when suddenly all you saw was these big bright lights and a loud horn blaring.

You don’t remember much of what happened you were in and out of consciousness

. You think you heard your dad but you were just so sleepy but then you felt someone grab your hand and you mustered enough strength to look and see and it was Buck.

He looked so worried at you. He looked like he was on the verge of tears and you didn’t realize everything that was going on. He just squeezed your hand and told you it was going to be okay. You weren’t alone.

You heard your dad commanding orders and telling everyone what to do. You could also hear the panic in his voice and it broke your heart.

You must have passed out because next thing you know you were in the hospital. The lights were so bright the smell was gross.

You didn’t open your eyes just yet because it seemed like it was so much work at the moment. So you just sat there and tried to muster up the energy to do so.

When you finally did you slowly opened up your eyes and looked around. Buck was sitting next to you holding your hand. Your mom and dad on the other side.

They all 3 jumped up and looked at you with wide eyes.

“Omg Y/N are you okay.” Buck asked

“I’m so glad your okay you’re here baby girl your going to be just fine”. Athena said.

“What happened.” You asked

“You don’t remember you were in a car accident. Earlier tonight ” He said

“We all been so worried about you.” Buck said

You didn’t say anything just sat there taking in what they said. Bobby and Athena both excused themselves and walked out the room.

“I’m sorry I know were not together anymore I was just so worried about you.” Buck said.

He looked so cute sitting there. If you were being honest with yourself you were glad he was there even though you did hate him you also still loved him.

“It’s okay I’m glad you here.” You said grabbing his hand.

“I just want to say how sorry I am. I never meant to hurt you I love you and I promise that I’m going to do right by you if you give me another chance.” Buck pleaded his case.

“I love you to and I want that Buck I want us to be together and to be happy and be like before but sometimes you just do things and you don’t think and that is what hurts.” You said

“I Know I wish I could just take it back but I’ve been going to therapy and I am trying to be better. The person you deserve.” He said looking up at you and crying.

“ come here.” You said gesturing up to him.

He came close to you and you leaned up and kissed him and he kissed you back.

“I’m happy your getting help I want to give this another chance that it deserves.” You said

Buck leaned in and kissed you again and you could feel the smile on his face.

A few days had passed sense then and everyone was happy for you guys and Eddie said he was exceptionally happy he didn’t have to deal with sad Buck anymore.

Buck came back to Sunday dinner, and it felt like that missing part was whole again because this time the whole family was there with each other.

#evan buckley #evan buck buckley #evan buck x reader #evan buckely oneshot #evan buckley imagine #911 #911 fanfic #911 x reader #911 imagine #bobby nash #Athena Grant

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skylarmoon71 · 2 years

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Lou Ransome (9-1-1) Oneshot

"This is our rookie, I'm showing her the ropes. (Y/N) this is detective Lou Ransome." You held out your hand, shaking his hand vigorously.

"Pleasure to meet you sir, such an honor. I've heard so much about you." Athena smiled.

"Alright, that's enough kissing up. Unfortunately we already have a call. Robbery three blocks down. I hope you didn't skip lunch today Rookie, things might get hairy. "

Athena and Lou were already taking off, and you rushed behind eagerly.

The second you pulled up to the scene, Athena and Lou hopped out of the car. They were already being briefed on what was going on.

"The first floor is cleared, hostages have already been guided out but two of the men are still unaccounted for. SWAT is making sure the area is secured. They're sweeping the floors as we speak. "

"Something tells me the men we might be looking for are hiding in plain sight. Lou,"

"Right behind you. "

"Sergeant, can I come with you?" Athena knew it was reckless, so her first instinct was to deny. You didn't have enough experience. Another shot went off, and she huffed. "Fine, but stay behind me. "

"Yes sergeant!"

You followed them with guns raised as they breached the door.

The entry seemed pretty clear. It was obvious that not all the men had decided to go willingly. There was blood spattered on the wall. You moved with them, room by room. Lou had moved off to the side, signing to Athena. She nodded, turning down another corridor. You kept with her, moving and watching everything keenly.

Athena noticed a door ajar, halting. You nod and she moves in quickly with her gun raised. The room was empty, not a soul. She sighed, doing a check before she turned back to you.

"Nice try bitch." Athena flinched, there was a closet at the side, and you hadn't thought to check through it. It didn't look big enough for a person to fit into. Raising your gun, you fired two shots. The male yelled, body buckling and Athena rushed to kick his gun out of reach. She was already cuffing him, turning.

Fully expecting you to wear some kind of troubled expression, but your eyes were resolute. You hadn't even shot in a fatal area. You'd made two clean shots in his kneecap. Successfully disarming him and avoiding a major casualty.

"Good job Rookie." The praise seems to bring back out your shy nature. You rubbed your neck with a little smile.

"Everything good down here?" Lou was back with a criminal of his own, already handcuffed.

"We got it handled. " She spoke with a smile.

After an exciting lunch, and some serious filing of paperwork, you were out getting a drink. You needed a little coffee to keep you energized. The paperwork had thoroughly drained you.

"So, what inspired you to take on an apprentice. " Lou joked. They watched you from their spot at the table, getting your cup of coffee.

"I'm not sure. Usually I turn down these requests, it feels more like babysitting to me. But there's something about her that just reminds me of myself I guess. Did you notice that during the bank robbery, she didn't flinch. Didn't miss either. " Lou nodded.

"Rookies usually panic the second they see action like that. She's only been here for five months. I expected her to at least look queasy. But she stood her ground, she handled it almost like a trained officer would. "

Lou's eyes moved over as you chatted with the barista.

"I get the feeling that she's been through quite a lot. And it's been my experience that situations like that bring out a side of us that we rather not show. But she's found a way to use it to her advantage. That's the kind of person I'd like to fill my shoes with whenever I decide to step down."

When you approached the table with your coffee in hand, you sent a bashful smile.

"I'm sorry it took so long, sergeant."

"No worries, let's get going. I have a feeling our day is about to get a lot more busy. " You followed with a nod, oblivious to the stare that Lou sent you as you bid goodbye.

~~~

Your paths collided often with Detective Ransome. A part of you just wanted him to like you. Athena trusted him, and you trusted her. So you figured he was probably a decent guy. Yet, he kept your conversations short, and it felt like he'd barely acknowledge you. You hoped it wasn't a deliberate action.

Then there were the whispers you heard about him, and after seeing the scar, it wasn't hard to put together. Some of the stories were true. He'd dodge a near death experience. Your hand unconsciously drifted to your head as you massaged the area, letting out a sigh.

"You okay there officer." You straightened in your seat.

"Y-Yes sir."

Lou nodded. "I'm looking for Athena, have you seen her?"

"I think she went down to check out some evidence. I can page her if you need, detective. "

"No need, I'll join her." He was already turning to leave.

You wanted to confront him, ask him about the reason behind his need to leave the second he saw you. Maybe you were imagining it all.

"Detective Ransome!" He stopped, and you paced over to him.

"If I've done something to offend you I apologize. I really would like us to get along."

His brows furrowed. "I was under the impression that we were, getting along, that is."

"I'd like to think so, but I can't help but feel that you leave the second you see me. Not just today but every time you're around. I'm not sure what I did but I apologize." He watched you, then released a sigh of his own.

"Listen, it's nothing personal. Just thought you'd prefer to be away from the ghost stories. Lately this scar seems to make people uncomfortable. Athena and the captain are the only ones who still treat me like a capable detective. Everyone else seems to think I'll crumble any second now."

So it really wasn't you. That was a relief.

"Well sir, I assure you that I'm not uncomfortable. If you ask me, I think it's pretty badass." you say with a smile.

Lou slowly but surely mirrors your expression, chuckling under his breath.

"Thank you (Y/N)." You flush not only at the smile, but the use of your first name. He bids you goodbye, and you send a small wave.

"A-Anytime."

~~~~~

It's been another rough day, tough case. The three of you are just having a drink. After no leads, you started to lose hope. You know that's why Athena had invited you to have a drink. She wanted to get your mind off it. Lou had ended up joining as well. You were on possibly your third drink going on fourth.

Lou took a swig of his beer, and your eyes drifted over the scar. He caught your stare, clearing his throat.

"Something caught your attention, officer." Suddenly the atmosphere felt tense. It was clear he didn't like the attention the past wound brought. Athena could tell this particular conversation was about to get sour.

"It doesn't make you any less of a person you know." Your statement made them both change their focus. You had a distant look in your eye.

"Whenever something happens on the job, it's never easy. We all know that. People don't look at us like we're normal. They expect so much, and it's okay sometimes to remember that we're not bullet proof like our vest."

It could have been due to the alcohol that you were being so terribly honest. You lifted your bangs, and they were both a bit shocked to see the scar that was no doubt from a bullet.

"I was shot point blank. Should have died. I'd only been on the force for two months. Everyone wrote me off after it happened. Started treating me like I'd break at any second. But I showed them. " You downed your drink, wincing at the sting in your throat.

"Yeah.. I sure showed them."

Athena felt like she could understand where you were coming from.

"What I'm saying is, there's no one in this job who doesn't have a few scars, physical or not. You only give them power when you let them see that it bothers you. So word of advice Detective, next time someone looks at you like a ghost, just smile and tell them you are. And you're not going anywhere anytime soon. " You lifted your empty glass, and both Athena and Lou smiled.

"Cheers to that."

You knocked your glasses together, smiling amongst yourselves.

~The Next Morning~

"Ugh.." you groaned, rolling over in your bed.

"And good morning to you."

Your head lifted at the voice and you panicked. Eyes springing open. This could not be happening.

"D-D-Detective Ransome!"

No, you couldn't have. He smirked down at you and you lifted the sheets to check your attire.

"Oh my gosh did we sleep together!!" You were wearing one of his shirts.

He approached, kneeling on the bed.

"I'm hurt that you don't remember. You were so vocal last night. "

"My life is over!!"

You couldn't believe you'd done something so shameless.

"Is she awake?" Athena's voice confused you. She walked in with your uniform folded in her hands.

"Looks like you finally came too. You sure did a number on these, Lucky a few cycles in the washer got the mess out." She handed you the clothing, and now you were utterly confused. How was she acting so casually about this? You literally slept with a superior.

"Did you fill her in?" Athena questions.

Lou chuckles. " I was about to. Thought I'd have some fun first." She smacked his shoulder playfully.

"No need to look so horrified, officer, we didn't actually sleep together. "

"W-What but I woke up in your bed and I'm wearing your clothes..."

"Well after you threw up over your own clothes, I didn't have much of a choice. You started to fuss, and Lou's place was closer. So I managed to wrestle you into the shower and help you get dressed, then you crashed on his bed. We didn't want to wake you, so I told him I'd be back in the morning to pick you up." You were grateful for Athena's explanation. But still, this was embarrassing. You covered your face in your hands, mortified.

"I'd be fine if a meteor just struck me right now." You muttered. Lou laughed.

"It wasn't that bad. You get pretty honest when you're drunk. And surprisingly wise."

"End me."

Athena smiled, patting your shoulder. "Come on, get freshened up and let's get out of Ransome's hair. "

She left, and Lou's eyes moved back to you.

"I apologize, I really couldn't help myself."

"I can tell." You stood, holding your clothes to your chest.

"I-I promise I'll return your shirt."

"Keep it, it looks good on you."

You flush, nodding.

When you lift your head, you're about to ask where the bathroom is. But he's already looking your way with a soft smile.

"Thank you for what you said last night. I appreciate it."

You aren't sure exactly what you said, but you still offer a smile of your own. "Whatever it was, it looks like it helped so you're welcome. "

"It did."

"Well I'm glad. "

You just stand there, and you know you should just walk away, try and save face. Lou takes a step forward, towering you, and you almost hold your breath.

"Is it bad that I'd really like to kiss you right now?"

Your heart is racing.

"I-"

"Get a move on rookie!"

"Y-Yes sergeant!" You rush to the door, and Lou can't stop the smile as he watches you scurry away.

He was looking forward to working with you.

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purplehoodiesandleatherjackets · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Karen Wilson, Albert Han (9-1-1 TV), Maddie Buckley, Howie "Chimney" Han, Bobby Nash, Athena Grant, Ravi Panikkar Additional Tags: Side Pairing: Hen/Karen, Side Pairing: Maddie/Chimney, Side Pairing: Bobby/Athena, karaoke night, confession of feelings, Happy Ending Summary: At a 118 Karaoke Night, Buck has a few too many beers and grabs the mic, opening himself up loudly and off key, for all of his friends to witness.

#Buddie #Evan Buck Buckley #Buck Buckley #Eddie Diaz #buck x eddie #eddie x buck #The 118 #Albert Han #Maddie Buckley #Hen Wilson #Henrietta Wilson #Karen Wilson #Chimney Han #Bobby Nash #Athena Grant #Ravi Panikkar #Fanfiction #Oneshot #Mine

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oneshotnewbie · 1 year

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Athena and f reader. They've worked together for a year, both harboring feelings for the other. Reader takes a bullet for Athena, and as she Lays in her arms, waiting for the paramedics, she loos into Athenas eyes and admits how she feels.

A/n: hope you like it, anon ♥

It was a gunshot and Athena´s scream that filled and echoed through the deserted and silent streets, slowly dying in the darkness of the night. The flickering blue beacons of the police car behind you gave off the faintest light for the brunette to deduce that a rapidly enlarging blood-red smudge was spreading across your chest.

"Y/n.." she watched you intently, with that look on her face that was unlikely for her. Her eyes were wide open, pupils extremely dilated as her body was tensed and restless, almost trembling with fear.

Your gaze dropped to the spot where your uniform was beginning to soak up your blood and slowly, you dragged yourself forward to your best friend. The view in front of your eyes was disturbed by tiny black spots, which became more persistent and mixed with the slowly developing dizziness to an uncomfortable and unsafe feeling.

You felt your reserves of strength disappearing and leaving you and you were brought to your knees by this quickly occurring weakness. Before your body could reach the cold ground, two hands quickly slipped under your arms and caught you. "I´ve got you."

Gently, almost in slow motion, she pulled your increasingly heavier body onto the sidewalk and, as carefully as she could be, attempted to sit on it so that you came to rest on top of her. Laying in the arms of Athena, who pressed a hand to your chest to desperately stop the bleeding, you watched her screaming for help over the radio. "OFFICER DOWN! I NEED A BUS! NOW!"

"-thena." you said hollowly; your body shaking uncontrollably as your eyelids began to grow heavier with each second that passed. A small puddle formed on the floor beneath you, one of your own blood. "Don´t talk. Save your energy, sweetheart."

Even if no sound of complaint had passed your lips, the brunette only knew from the fine beads of sweat on your forehead that your injury was causing you the deepest and most severe pain. Still, she was pressing even harder on the gunshot wound, making you gasp while your body flinched on top of her- watching the warm blood slip through her fingers.

Too much blood.

She, too, felt shaky and uncomfortable in such a situation. Not only because such a wound was a matter of life and death, but also because it was you who stood in front of her to protect her and save her life.

As Athena bent her head down to you, she clasped your now limp hand tightly in her free one and wiped the tears from her eyes; leaving streaks of your blood clinging to her skin. "Help is on the way, stay awake okay?" she spoke positively and already heard the sirens of the approaching ambulance in the far distance.

She wanted to play the strong one, didn´t want to cry in front of you and make you feel like your story should end here and now- in her arms. But when all that you love in life was about to be ripped away from you, then what could she possibly do?

Nothing helped, no matter how hard you tried to fight the constant and growing tiredness, the immense loss of blood that has taken place in the meantime had only made your body weaker. "It doesn´t hurt anymore." you said above a whisper and Athena´s eyes flickered back to you.

"Hold on, please. I need you." You felt her hold tighten on you and her soft lips pressed against your temple. Your eyes, almost drained of life, turned once more to hers and met a completely destroyed and never before seen facial expression that had been overwhelmed with salty tears.

"I love you, ´thena."

Her heart broke at that statement.

Suddenly, all the anger against the shooter dissipated and only sadness and longing remained.

Your body grew heavy and limp in her hold and the small smile on your lips slowly faded. And then it went black around you; the cold and darkness tore you to your bitter death.

"I love you too, Y/n. I always did."

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mvltisstuff · 10 months

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hi i have an eddie diaz request!

so eddie and the reader have been dating for a while, she’s also a firefighter with the 118, and after that special about them that taylor did aires, her abusive ex comes to find her. it’s kinda like the maddie and doug situation where he was looking for her since she left and she doesn’t tell eddie until something big happens and he has to save her which causes her to tell him everything.

thank you

all too well - e.d

summary: request

eddie diaz x reader

a/n: sorry for the unnecessary taylor slander in this i’m her biggest hater!!! warning for domestic abuse, very similar to maddie in season 2.

it was an innocent new segment. that’s all it was supposed to be. an informative post about the fire station 118 and how they work. taylor and her team had sauntered their way through the firehouse, gazing at the engines and the shiny structures that surrounded them. she recorded anything she could, despite requests of space and those who didn’t wish to be recorded.

y/n had been one of those, out of her relationship from her ex boyfriend. she was in active hiding, fleeing across the country to get away from such a man. he had been watching her every move, and she’d been meticulous in concealing herself. she’d heard of the situation maddie was in, dealing with the uncertainty of her location and condition. it was nightmare fuel, the thought haunting y/n in her sleep as she lay next to eddie at night.

she wanted to be able to tell him, but the more people who didn’t know, was better. she figured she’d be putting him in danger if eddie knew, especially the people around him. if something happened to eddie, she would never be able to move on from the life she wants to put behind her. the discarded ring of a man who was never truly her fiancé was something she needed to forget about.

the moment she saw the news segment had aired, her heart dropped. she fought to have herself removed, but that was not what happened. taylor removed other details of the day gone-wrong, but didn’t remove her identity. y/n had voiced her concerns very clearly to taylor and eddie, and eddie was pissed that no one would listen. she panicked as her name was splayed across the screen with a clean view of her face, easily recognizable. she knew he was looking for her.

she tried to reassure herself, but the joke was on her. she was now sitting in the familiar car with the disgusting smell of cigarettes and the sick excuse of a man. she was jostled awake in the moving vehicle. she didn’t dare to mumble a single word, her body frozen in fright.

“morning, sleepyhead,” the raspy and evil voice entered her ears.

“what did you do?” she managed to spit out.

he laughs grimly, in a tormenting manner. “you really thought i wasn’t going to find you? i’ll give it to you, it took a while but i finally have you where i want you.”

“why are you doing this, mark? i didn’t do anything to you.”

“you said we were supposed to be together. and you lied, y/n. you know i don’t like lies. like, come on, were you that stupid?”

“you kidnapped me in this car. i’m not the stupid one.”

“whatever you say, princess,” she moves her hand up to brush the hair out of her face when he grips her wrist painfully. “but if you ever say anything like that again, you will never go back.”

her eyes remain dry, feeling completely numb as she continues to stare forward. “you literally left me no choice! i love you! you love me and you just left me? you turned into a monster, a selfish, backstabbing person and it’s not my fault!”

“no, it’s not,” she complies, almost giving up entirely to make herself feel worthy. she plays into his act of the hero, when he’s been the villain in disguise.

he had driven her two hours out of los angeles, taking the backroads to avoid any interaction with people. y/n, in a complete terror, tries to formulate a plan in her head but everything is shut down by her own fears. “i have to use the bathroom, mark.”

“what? why?”

“because i am a human, it’s not like i had the chance before we left.”

“shit, fine. say anything and you’re dead,” he threatens, pulling up to an empty gas station with only a few workers inside. he lurks around, pretending that he’s browsing the selections. she speeds to the bathroom in the back, which looks like it hasn’t been occupied in years.

something in her mind switches, so she grabs a pen out of her pant pocket and searches around for anything she can. her eyes land on the paper towels, madly ripping one off and clicking her pen. she writes a message on it, prepared to hide it in her sleeve as they walk out. idiot she thinks.

“y/n!” mark bangs on the door. “c’mon, we have to go!”

she turns the sink on and off and discards of any evidence. she grabs the door and takes a deep breath, and swings it open to be confronted by the towering figure. she felt like he was feet taller, but he wasn’t. she had been so used to making herself feel smaller that she forgot the feeling.

the workers in the front had noticed the discomfort on y/n’s face. they could make an accusation, or believe that someone else would do something. “would y’all like to buy something?” one asked.

y/n looked at mark, scared for anything he react to. y/n steps closer to the counter, “yeah, can i get a pack of marlboro?”

“sure thing,” the other says and grab the pack of cigarettes from the back. he places it in front of her as y/n fishes for her credit card, swiping the note she’d written under it. somehow, marks obliviousness had missed the piece of white under it. she praised whoever made him this ignorant. after the machine dinged and the payment was made, mark grabbed her hand and moved out of the small store.

“i’m sorry,” she immediately begins to apologize. “it was a distraction to them.”

“whatever, get in the car.”

the workers had found the paper on the counter, all folded up and ink spilling through the back.

call 911, ask for sergeant athena grant.

two hrs out of la, gray toyota, license plate 2R7-983

the first man blanked, not knowing what to do but his suspicions were confirmed. the woman was not safe, so he did what he was told on the paper. he dialed 911.

“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?” the soothing voice came through.

“uh, i’m in solvang, and we just had a couple come in and i think the woman needs help.”

“did you get the name of the woman?”

“the name on the card was y/n, i didn’t remember any last name. she had y/c/h, about y/h tall, and she left a note asking for athena… grant?” this man was properly trained for emergencies, giving all the important details and steps they’d need.

“and what’s your name?”

“tyler,”

“ok, tyler, did she mention anything else?”

“yes! she mentioned a grey toyota and the license plate.”

“perfect, can i have the plate number?”

“it says… 2R7-983.”

“did she seem distressed?”

“yeah, she was scared and she looked tired and, i don’t know she just looked like something was really wrong.”

athena had taken the information, instantly realizing the name. she knew y/n very well, from bobby, eddie, and just being in the system she had been around her. she loved her, y/n was a great person and was good at her job. she was a gracious human, never leaving an ounce of disrespect in her tracks.

“grant!” her chief called. “we got a call from dispatch requesting you on a case, we’ve got a woman named y/n, domestic abuse concerns and she left a note with your name on it?”

“y/n? as in y/l/n? with the 118?”

“i didn’t want to assume, but i believe it is. i looked at her files and she’s had some past calls with a man named mark peterson, believed to have taken her.”

“son of a bitch,” she curses. “do we have an idea of where they might have gotten?”

“they were seen in solvang, two hours out.”

“so we get personnel out there asap?”

“exactly. we get out there and get this guy.”

y/n and he had stopped at a small inn, getting a room and a hideout for the night. he used a fake name for the both of them, lying through his teeth to the receptionist at the front desk. y/n was forced to put on a fake smile and a thrilled appearance, which she thought she should win an oscar for. they settled in the room, and she slowly started to accept her fate.

back at the home, eddie was in a slight rush. she hadn’t responded to any texts or calls. she claimed they would meet up the next day, but there were no traces left of her. externally, he put on a cool front for his son, but internally, his heart was sprinting. she could be anywhere. she could have a dead phone, or she could be dead herself. he tried not to think of the former, but he couldn’t stop himself.

eddie had loved y/n the moment she stepped into the station on her first day. he didn’t think he had any more love left to give. but, she shined her radiant smile and her adorable personality and eddie was head over heels. he’s been through hell with shannon and everything, and he wanted to never take anyone else again. y/n showed him a new side, making him realize that he needed affection, and she was more thankful to give that to him. he felt like the best version of himself when she had been with him the past few years, and that’s all he needs. he couldn’t let himself breathe until he found her, calling anyone who might know. until, he finally resorted to the police, calling athena.

“hey, athena,” he rushes out. “y/n, i- i don’t know where she is and that’s really unlike her, so-“

“diaz…” she says, making anxiety rise in eddie’s body.

“what? what happened? is she ok?”

“we believe she was taken,” eddie’s heart sinks to the floor, immediately turning his blood cold. “do you know a mark peterson?”

“no, never heard of him. i’m going to find her,”

“absolutely not, eddie. we are finding her now,” athena tries her best to ease his terror, but it fails.

“then i’m coming with you, i’ll be at the station in 10.”

eddie sits shotgun in athena’s police car after he got carla to watch christopher. he couldn’t stop his leg from bouncing up and down and his fingers to quit fidgeting. athena takes note of this.

“she’s going to be alright, we’ve got a lot of evidence for this.”

“we don’t know where the hell she is, we have no answers.”

“you’re right, we don’t. but you think she’d want you to lose hope on her?” eddie looks at her, staring at her eyes on the road before turning his phone on. he’s confronted with a picture of y/n and christopher together, pure smiles on their face as his world is out of touch. it’s only on a screen, and there’s nothing he can do about it.

y/n sat, frozen on the bed of the hotel room. she was completely burnt out, thinking that she was stuck with him forever. that news segment. if only she wasn’t shown on the fucking news segment, he wouldn’t have reappeared in her life.

his fake smiles and taunting words had become nothing but useless ones. she was living in her nightmare of having to deal with him, but she thought back to eddie.

every single memory they’d made over the past few years came flooding through her head. from her teaching him how to cook, to their first kiss, to last night where she was in his arms. it was beyond her comprehension that this much could happen in 24-hours. the time of her shifts, her normal routines that she longed for right now.

it wasn’t until mark heard knocks on doors, asking how many people were staying there until she was snapped out of her thoughts. she noticed the red and blue lights from outside the window as mark swore to himself. “fuck! get in the bathroom, y/n.”

“n-no, i wanna stay here-“ she argued as he complained back.

“get in there now! i’m not asking you again, or i swear to god, y/n…”

the darkness in his eyes was what forced her to stand up, but leaving her jacket on the bed and taking her shoes off, leaving them in clear sight. the knocks got closer, before the own piece of wood separating them was banged. mark opened the door casually, like nothing was going on. it always scared y/n the most. the way he could put up this front and act like some innocent man.

“hello, officer!” he said politely. “can i do anything?”

“hello, sir,” athena said, knowing he was the one to be holding y/n. “may i just ask, how many people are in this hotel?”

“just me, miss.”

“alright, i see. i saw this room was booked for two, and i’m assuming those articles of clothing aren’t yours?”

mark stops right in his tracks, wanting to pull y/n out of that bathroom and reprimand her for leaving her stuff. his face dropping, he didn’t know what to say. athena knew it too.

“mind if i take a look around? missing person warning, we have to be sure.”

his expression did not change, but he panicked on the inside. he was a quick man, but not quick enough to prevent athena’s abrupt hand against the closing door. she pulled him out, pressing him against the wall as she called for backup. “better luck next time, mark. let’s have a few words, you have the right to remain silent…”

y/n’s fingers were pressed in her ears, trying to block out any of the commotion or yelling that might’ve commenced. she’d already heard too much tonight, scared to traumatize herself any further. the noise concealed by her hands made her not even notice the opening of the door, and fearful to turn around and see his face again. she had been crying violently on the cold tiles of the bathroom, praying she’d be out of this mess. y/n’s instinct was to flinch at the hand pressed against her shoulder. eventually, she realized it was a humane one. she slowly turned herself around, locking eyes with athena. “we’ve got him, y/n.”

she sighed out in relief, but also in preparation for the storm of tears pouring out of her eyes. her hand went to cover her mouth in disbelief. she’d been hiding from this man for years, and she finally didn’t have to. she knew for a while that she wasn’t really free, she was just away from him. at last, the game of hide and seek ended, and it’s all going to be different.

her hand connected with athena’s, pulling her off the ground and out of the room. she was brought outside, lurking around the parking lot in desperate hopes for someone she loves. someone who’s touch can heal any wound. her dreams came true, when she saw eddie walking toward her.

“eddie,” she gasps out.

“y/n!” he runs closer, scooping her up into his arms and kissing her face frantically. “oh my god, i’m so sorry, mi vida, i’m so, so sorry.”

“i should’ve told you, i should’ve said something.”

“no, no, it’s not your fault. it never has been and it never will be.”

“i was so scared my life was over again. that i’d never see you or christopher, or hen or chim and buck or bobby and-“

“hey, calm down, ok? it’s all going to be ok, i’m here,” eddie doesn’t let go or let her release herself from his arms. she looks him dead in the eye, making sure he’s real and that she isn’t just searching for an answer. “they’ve got him, you never have to see him again. you won, baby.”

she won. she won? y/n didn’t feel like she won. the whole scenario still felt like a twisted prank, but it wasn’t. it was real, and she ended it. the years of making herself smaller and degrading herself because of one man were over. the time where she was continuously proven as less than had stopped.

she has eddie forever now, so if anyone had won, it was her.

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