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So glad to see you posted even if it was just a response to an ask! 💗

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In season 11 of ChiFire what is the record that Matt holds in the firehouse 51?

i have no clue, sorry anon!

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It’s been really quiet on here lately so it might be fun to have a brettsey week! Anyone can participate! You can make gifs, videos, stills, and I also have writing prompts and ideas! Please share this so more people will see this.

May 20-26

For gifs, pics, and videos

- favorite storyline - day 1

- favorite location - day 2

- favorite quote or song lyrics - day 3

- favorite hug or kiss - day 4

- favorite parallels - day 5

- favorite moments throughout the seasons - day 6

- free choice -day 7

For writing prompts and ideas

- “are you sure your okay?”

- “I don’t know what I do without you”

- “you’re my best friend”

- “being with you is never boring”

-“I am so happy I married you”

-“I’ll always be by your side” missing scenes from each season like, 8x18, 9x01, 9x16, 12x06,season 10 in Oregon, after 11x22 and before 12x01, or other missing scenes, and married brettsey

@sylvies-casey @matt-casey @sylkiddsey @girlmadeofstarlight @alittlextrathatway @dearemma

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blue bird countdown -`♡´- ↳ [55/100] days of Jane and Lisbon

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— brettsey playlist part one [insp/template]

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CHICAGO FIRE 12.06 PORT IN THE STORM — Sylvie Brett, getting here to this place was the toughest battle of my life. It was worth every moment because we're here now. You are my port in the storm.

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CHICAGO FIRE 12.06 PORT IN THE STORM — You ready for this?

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Chapters: 10/15 Fandom: Chicago Fire Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sylvie Brett/Matthew Casey Characters: Sylvie Brett, Matthew Casey, Violet Mikami, Randy “Mouch” McHolland, Kelly Severide, Griffin Darden, Ben Darden, Christie Casey Jordan, Violet Jordan Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff, Family Fluff Summary:

Sylvie’s been feeling out of sorts. It started about two weeks ago. She would feel constantly tired and sleepy even if she drank copious amounts of coffee. She even dug into her secret stash of candy from the box Matt had shipped from Portland because she needed a bit more energy to get through her day, not really caring much about the potential sugar crash.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Chicago Fire Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sylvie Brett/Matthew Casey Characters: Matthew Casey, Sylvie Brett Additional Tags: Sickfic, Sick Character, Fluff Summary:

Sylvie gets sick, and Matt becomes increasingly worried and overprotective of her.

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Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Chicago Fire Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sylvie Brett/Matthew Casey Characters: Sylvie Brett, Matthew Casey, Violet Mikami, Randy “Mouch” McHolland, Kelly Severide, Griffin Darden, Ben Darden Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff, Family Fluff Summary:

Sylvie’s been feeling out of sorts. It started about two weeks ago. She would feel constantly tired and sleepy even if she drank copious amounts of coffee. She even dug into her secret stash of candy from the box Matt had shipped from Portland because she needed a bit more energy to get through her day, not really caring much about the potential sugar crash.

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Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Chicago Fire Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sylvie Brett/Matthew Casey Characters: Sylvie Brett, Matthew Casey, Violet Mikami, Randy “Mouch” McHolland, Kelly Severide, Griffin Darden, Ben Darden Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff, Family Fluff Summary:

Sylvie’s been feeling out of sorts. It started about two weeks ago. She would feel constantly tired and sleepy even if she drank copious amounts of coffee. She even dug into her secret stash of candy from the box Matt had shipped from Portland because she needed a bit more energy to get through her day, not really caring much about the potential sugar crash.

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Prompt based on your recent post: Brettsey board game night🥺😭

Violet stared in disbelief; her mouth hung open and her eyes were staring holes into the dynamic duo that Cruz had warned her about. Beside her was Evan Hawkins, her date to the planned ‘Couples Board Game Night’ hosted by none other than Sylvie Brett and Matt Casey, and he too was also staring in disbelief.

Stella and Severide were not surprised in the slightest. They’ve been opposite of the couple at many board games, and at that point, they were practically expecting them to do a clean sweep.

Stella smirked behind her glass of wine as she watched the Asian woman start to throw around accusations.

“Are you guys cheating?” Violet asked in suspicion. Her eyes narrowed as she looked between Sylvie and Casey.

Sylvie met Matt’s gaze, and the two shared a knowing look behind some blush dusted on their cheeks. Stella and Kelly had known them the longest, and ever since they started dancing around each other, it was apparent, through various board games, that they were practically attuned to the same mindset. There were nights when both couples would have a little get-together at the loft, and they’d end up drinking too much and start to dive into their competitive nature through games fit for couples. Of the eleven times they’ve had such nights, Sylvie and Matt were undefeated in an astounding 11-0 record.

Casey looked amused as he shook his head. “We are not.”

Hawkins’ brows knit together at the Battalion Chief’s response. “I don’t believe you.”

Stella tried her best to hide her laughter. Severide looked thoroughly amused by the exchange in front of him because there was one night in particular when he searched Casey from head to toe on the assumption that he was cheating while Stella did the same to Sylvie.

Violet pointed at their spots on the couch. “Stand up. If you’re not cheating, then there’s definitely nothing hidden between the couch cushions.”

Sylvie and Matt both amused the couple by standing up to let them conduct their search.

While Hawkins searched between the cushions, Violet searched underneath them; together, the couple practically took apart the couch and found only a quarter, a penny, a capped pen, a queen of hearts, and some food-related crumbs.

After their search turned up empty-handed, Evan and Violet looked at each other with disappointed looks. They actually believed the couple was cheating or at least doing some sort of signing to give each other the answers because there was no way in hell that Sylvie and Matt were that good at Charades, Pictionary, ‘How Well Do You Know Your Significant Other’, and Code Names.

It was as if they were silently communicating with each other because a second later, Violet pointed at the couple and said, “Okay, start stripping. Strip search!” And Evan gave an affirmed nod thereafter.

Stella spit out some of her wine in her glass at the suddenness and almost choked on what was left in her mouth. She burst into laughter and rolled into her husband to try to hide her barks of laughter. Severide held onto his wife, making sure she didn’t spill her glass of wine, and gave a cheesy grin of his own.

Hawkins looked over at the other couple. “You guys seriously believe they aren’t cheating?”

Severide let out a breathy laugh and replied, “Trust me. We’ve been in your shoes before. Those two are not cheating. I don’t think they even have a bone in their body that would think of doing such a thing.”

Sylvie merely beamed at their friends as she and Matt watched them converse between themselves. During that time, Matt felt the love he had for his girlfriend blossom in his chest; he knew their ability to read each other so very well was one of his favorites but to see its advantage during their game nights never failed to grow the endless love he had for her. He wrapped his arm around Sylvie and pressed a light kiss to her temple. She beamed at the feeling of his soft lips against her skin and turned to meet his gaze. What she saw was literally ‘heart eyes’; he was giving her such a soft and loving smile and his eyes were a beautiful shade of blue. He always made her feel like she was the object of his affection and the person he reserved all his smiles and looks for, and if their friends weren’t in their living room, she would’ve kissed him senseless, tug at the buttons of his blue plaid long-sleeved shirt and then playfully pull him towards the bedroom.

Sylvie wrapped her arm around Matt’s waist and felt him tuck her against his side. Their closeness was something that was rarely seen at the firehouse since he was technically her superior, even though she was PIC. But, one of the things that she loves to see was how soft and loving he was when they were outside of work; all of the small touches in their apartment, his gentle kisses he’d trail along her exposed neck and shoulders, and the hugs he’d envelop her in when he couldn’t hold in his affection for her any longer.

“Okay, seriously, how else can you explain it?” Violet asked in exasperation.

Severide shrugged. “They just know each other that well.” It was obvious to him because he’d seen them in and out of the firehouse so many times. Violet and Hawkins had only seen the couple at Molly’s, which didn’t give a clear indication of how well they meshed together. Matt and Sylvie were practically two sides of the same coin, if not the same coin entirely.

Hawkins gave a sour look and then declared, “Then the only way to settle this is if we jumble up the teams.”

Violet gave a cheerful look at her boyfriend’s genius thinking. “Yes! It must be a rule moving forward that Sylvie and Casey cannot be on the same team.”

Sylvie gave an incredulous look. “So, ‘Couples Board Game Night’ has no meaning all of a sudden?”

Matt scratched the back of his head as the discussion between the three of them continued. Truthfully, he didn’t mind being on a different team than his girlfriend - he was just happy to be able to spend some time with her. Ever since he was promoted to Battalion Chief, he and Sylvie hadn’t been able to see each other as much as compared to when he was Captain. While he was primarily at Firehouse 51, he was also at headquarters and other Firehouses nearby. Even if he was at the firehouse, the Ambulance was almost always the one that spent more time outside rather than inside, and rarely did he bump into her in the common room or in the bunk room.

While Sylvie and Violet continued to discuss preemptive measures in detail about how they could make board game night fair, he occasionally beamed at his girlfriend. Her passionate and competitive nature was so adorable to see and while his love for her grew and grew, so did the hole in his boxer briefs in his drawer in their bedroom, because, in less than forty-eight hours, he was going to propose to her underneath the fairy lights at Molly’s patio. And he couldn’t wait to recite his speech to her on how so very well they were together and how they were made for each other with game nights being a prime example.

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Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Chicago Fire Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sylvie Brett/Matthew Casey Characters: Sylvie Brett, Matthew Casey, Violet Mikami, Randy “Mouch” McHolland, Kelly Severide, Griffin Darden, Ben Darden Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff, Family Fluff Summary:

Sylvie’s been feeling out of sorts. It started about two weeks ago. She would feel constantly tired and sleepy even if she drank copious amounts of coffee. She even dug into her secret stash of candy from the box Matt had shipped from Portland because she needed a bit more energy to get through her day, not really caring much about the potential sugar crash.

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I can’t get this out of my head and it’s 1am here but you guys are getting this anyway so enjoy :)

“I never said it back.”

Matt’s standing on the apron looking out at the calm night sky when he hears Sylvie’s voice from behind him. As soon as she speaks, his nerves become electrified and he turns around in shock. Her sudden presence is not exactly expected. Things between them have been a little complicated. It’s his own damn fault, really. What happens when you tell someone you love them and they say nothing back? Is Matt just going to be left hanging in the air forever? Is he really just destined to be pining for her?

Admittedly, there are worse things to be.

But alas, here he is: in the middle of the night while one shift, turning around to see the familiar blonde hair. Only the expression on the head attached to it is nervous and she has that tiny tremble in her bottom lip that she gets when she’s upset. Her words throw him for quite the loop. If it were anyone else, the vague nature of it would have confused him, but he knows Sylvie. He knows exactly what she’s talking about, and his heart beats out of his chest thinking of where this conversation could be headed (or not headed).

Finally, after one beat of silence, he’s able to form a single word. “What?”

“I never said it back,” she repeats, shaking her head. She looks disappointed in herself. Matt doesn’t know why— he never expected her to reciprocate the feelings he’d confessed to the other night anyway.

“Sylvie, you don’t have to do this. I’m fine, I promise. I just wish my feelings for you hadn’t freaked you out so much. I’d hate to think I was the reason you haven’t been acting yourself.”

“But you are,” she says simply.

“Sorry,” he winces.

“No, not like that,” Sylvie corrects him. Her eyes are wild with the glistening threat of tears and a wild look that’s building up to something. “Listen, I’ve been off my game today. I know that. It’s just that I’ve been thinking so much about everything going on. About you. When everything went down between us the first time, I pushed you away. I didn’t that I— that you could love me like that.”

“Okay...” he eyes her cautiously, instinctively taking a few steps closer to her. He doesn’t know what she’s getting at but it’s heading somewhere and that’s a start.

“My point is,” Sylvie continues, “I didn’t want to let myself think I could have the things I want with you, so I tried to put space between us. But then the other night, you said— God, you said all the right things.”

“Right things?” So she... wanted to hear it? She liked hearing he loved her?

“Mhm,” she nods, her eyes now frantically darting back and forth between. “I’d been wishing for those words for months, even if I didn’t know it. And I stood there. Silently. Like an idiot.”

“You’re not an idiot,” he assures her in a whisper, almost as a sidenote.

“I am,” she refutes, ramping up to something as she becomes more frustrated with herself. “I really am, because Kelly Severide of all people proposes to my best friend— which is just a miracle in and of itself— and I can’t even tell you that I’m in love with you!”

Matt thinks it’s good she’s a paramedic because his heart stops beating for one, heaping, eternal second. “You-...” He blinks, hardly able to process any of what’s happening right now.

“And I am,” she adds quietly after a moment, her voice mousy and her lip still quivering. “So much. I stood there and let you walk away but I’m not going to do that anymore, Matt. I cannot spend one more second not saying this— it’s affecting my work, my sleep, my life. I love you.”

The air feels lighter now that everything’s out in the open and a smile creeps onto his face, his eyes filled with wonder. It seems to have a calming effect on Sylvie because she mirrors the same dazzled, happily surprised look.

He’s going to say something. He’s about to say he loves her back, about to close all this nauseating space and just kiss her already like he’s been wanting to do for the past five months.

But then the bells start ringing.

“Ambo 61, distress call coming from 236 Jeffrey Blvd.”

He’s not surprised, really. The bells have not been his friend recently and he’s considered taking a sledgehammer to the speaker system more than once. Sylvie looks back to the trucks lined up behind her though, disappointed and flustered. She looks like she’s just now remembering they’re still at work and honestly, he doesn’t blame her.

Maybe that’s their thing. Maybe they’re always bound make each other feel like the only people in the world. (Or, maybe, they’re just always meant to get interrupted by the bells.)

“We’ll talk about this later. I promise,” he tells her, pursing his lips to stop himself from cursing at the bells. She blinks, swallows hard, and nods at him curtly before scurrying off to the ambo. He’s fighting every urge he has in his body to lean over and steal one quick kiss. That can wait until later though, he thinks.

After all, they have all the time in the world now. They love each other.