#firefighter!abby x reader

[angelkissiies]

FIREFIGHTER!ABBY 💦💦💦💦💦

WOAHHHHHH WAIT A MINUTE

oh my god.

imagine her coming home from work. she’s sweaty and tired and smells like smoke and a little hint of the cologne she put on before she left. she drops her stuff at the door , wrapping her strong arms around you and rests all of her weight on you — melting into you after a really rough day.

or

imagine visiting her at work — perhaps she forgot something and you’re just coming to drop it off, but you end up getting caught up in conversation with her team and don’t even get to her before she finds you. you’re leaning up against the side of the truck, chatting with someone inside when she comes up and is like ??? are you guys stealing my girlfriend right now? after the first meeting, they all practically beg you to visit more — your aura bringing a much needed light to their heavy work loads.

[andersonfilms]

firefighter!abby who comes in every sunday morning to your floral shop, tucked in a tiny corner downtown. you’re usually tucked away in the back, doing floral arrangements, calculating your inventory, organizing new shipments, or just avoiding others in general. an introverted nature is ingrained into your bones. so, dina takes over the front counter. she’s sweet, kind enough to engage in conversation. big brown eyes and welcoming smile always seeming to put the customer’s at ease, assessing their needs as they step foot in the door. 

firefighter!abby who comes in on the dot, half-past nine, right before her shift. her build, incredibly tone, clad in black cargos and her seattle fire department t-shirt tucked in. she greets dina with her blinding, pearly white smile. warming her up to the core as dina grabs the assortment that’s ordered every week. yellow roses, white lillies, and peach carnations make their way into the abby’s hands. she thanks dina, with the same somber look in her eyes before she exits with the same bouquet she always does. 

firefighter!abby who is out for the day, cup of coffee in her hand, ellie to her right telling her about the black-haired beauty she met at the local pub. swearing up and down there was a cute friend, supposedly, but it really just sounds like this is her only way in which her friend needs to enlist help from the hunky-blonde for assistance. 

“So, let me get this straight. You met this girl—” 

“Dina.” Abby pauses, blonde eyebrows quirk upwards. “Wait, does she work at a floral shop?” 

“Yes—” Ellie pauses, envy swirling in her emerald eyes immediately, “Fuck, Anderson, do not tell me you’ve fucked her!” 

Abby smirks, wanting to tease her spunky friend. “C’mon, are you fucking serious? No. Shit. Did you really fuck her?” Abby winks as she takes a sip of her black coffee, bicep flexing in the process. 

“Dude. How the hell am I supposed to compete with your greek god  fucking biceps?” Ellie lifts up the sleeve of her shirt, comparing her much smaller arms to Abby’s very toned and thick muscle. Even Abby’s veins are more prominent than hers. 

Abby giggles, “First off, you can’t but you don’t have to…this time. I just buy flowers from there and everyone kinda knows everyone. It’s Jackson.” 

“Oh, thank god. You had me worried there for a second. Jesus.” Ellie nudges her shoulder, picking at her naibeds anxiously. “So, will you come so you can meet her friend?” 

Abby thinks for a moment. How bad could it be? It’s just one night, right? 

firefighter!abby who comes to the flower shop on a saturday this time. the doorbell rings signaling her entrance, but she doesn’t find dina working the counter like she normally does. you’re someone new, someone she hasn’t seen before, someone beautiful. so much so, she feels as if her feet have been glued to the hardwood floors. dear god, she looks like a goddamn idiot. she’s thankful you’re helping someone as abby tries to break from her caulking spell. 

firefighter!abby who takes note of how attentive you are with the customers even if your body fidgets as you help them but then you smile, it makes her melt. anderson, get yourself together, you have a date tonight. it’s just one, incredibly beautiful girl. you’re fine. she’s fine. before her brain can make one more stupid thought, you’re walking up to her. 

You smell of lavender, it coats Abby’s senses as you make a beeline for her. It could be the shop or it could be you. She believes it’s you. 

“Afternoon, is there something I can help you with?” You ask, Abby reads the name tag on your chest and musters up somewhat of a coherent sentence. You start making the arrangement for her, it’s then she notices how familiar it is. 

It isn’t the flowers she typically chooses, the one she orders through the website of the shop, but the craftsmanship is identical. Down to the yellow ribbon to wrap it neatly, keeping the specially made bouquet in place. 

Abby’s blue eyes must light up with wonder because you smile, it's soft as it slips out of you, too quick for you to hide behind the wall you usually keep yourself within. 

“Um, you make all the arrangements here, right?” Anxiously, you dust your hands on the maroon apron tied around your waist. 

“Yeah, I would hope so. It’s my shop.” You’re not boastful about it, or snarky, it’s sweet. As if you’re proud and you should be. 

“Oh, sorry! I hope you don’t take it the wrong way. I just, um—” Speak blondie, you’re making a fool of yourself. “ I come here every week and have just never seen you before s’all. It’s nice to match the wonderful shop to the even prettier owner.” 

Abby wonders why she doesn’t ask for your number or even try to. She’s not exactly a stranger to beautiful women. When she knows what she wants, she’s like a dog with a bone. Never has she ever halted, or had someone stop her dead in her tracks without even trying. 

In her mind, she’s finding excuses. It’s the sun’s fault for letting the light hit your eyes perfectly, saturating the color even further. Or the way she obsesses over your curves, or the joy seeming to radiate every time you smile. 

It can’t be any of those little things. 

Abby fishes for the wallet in her jacket pocket, before handing you her card, you finalize the transaction before handing the silver card back to her. Calloused fingertips press against yours, much softer than Abby’s, but it excites the two of you. 

Not that either of you spoke a word of it. 

“You’re girlfriend’s a lucky girl. It’s a thoughtful gesture—” but your eyes build a fright in them, a horror that you can’t take back. “I’m sorry! Oh my god. I didn’t mean to just, fuck, assume you had a girlfriend or that you’re into girls. Jesus, I don’t know what came over me. God.” 

Abby bites down a smirk as you anxiously beat your nail on the countertop as if you ruined the interaction. Impatiently needing this to be over. 

“S’okay, really, you didn’t assume wrong.” Mischievous pools of blue look you up and down, pointed canines kissing her pink lips as they bite at the flesh. 

“I don’t have a girlfriend. Well—” Abby leans over placing her palm against yours, her fingertips linger on your skin, setting it ablaze. Releasing your grip of the bouquet and palming the wrapped flowers in her firm grasp.

“Not yet.” 

lmk what you think! hope you enjoyed it! ♡

[ohcaptains]

early lazy morning sex with firefighter!abby before going to work ❤️‍🩹

“mm,” abby whimpers, tightening her grip on your hair. she stretches back into the bed like a cat, back flexing from under her baggy sleep shirt, and the fabric rises, showing her knotted stomach muscles.

the movement forces her pussy further into your face, and you groan into her, locking your arms around her thick thighs. the pressure you’ve got on her clit doubles as you swirl in tighter, smaller circles, and abby’s soft breathing hitches, choking wet in her throat.

“that—“ she starts, throwing a bulky arm over her eyes, and she clenches her jaw.

“fuck — like that.”

abby gets demanding in the morning.

well, she’s usually demanding in bed, but in the mornings before she has to leave for work, she’s barking orders. telling you how to get her off as efficiently as possible, because as much as she wants you to take your time, she’s got responsibilities.

she’s got a job where every minute counts.

your girlfriend is strong — a result of spending years hoisting people through buildings, moving fallen debris, and lifting weights in the firehouse gym — so despite the tight grip you’ve got on her thighs to keep her against the bed, she manages to buck her hips up, using her fingers on your scalp as leverage to grind her cunt into your mouth — against your tongue. against the pressure you‘re using to swirl her clit around.

“yes, yes yes — fuck. baby. keep doing that and m’ gonna come.”

her whimper echoes through your quiet bedroom, the sound of the city waking up just starting to bleed through your open window.

it still feels like just the two of you, though — just you and your mouth against her pussy.

abby breathing heavy, trying to work through the emotions building in her body. her thighs and lower back ache, skin prickles with heat and the tension you’re coiling behind her clit makes her dumb. makes her talk shit at you, just babbling how much she wants it.

wants you.

“m’ gonna fuck you when i get home, s’a promise —“ she admits, and you groan at the image of it. abby coming home, sweaty and pent up, fucking you against the kitchen counter. the sound you made must have echoed through her, because she whispers, “shit, fuck,” and she drags her arm away and clutches the duvet, falling apart under your tongue.

you spit at her already wet pussy, knowing abby likes it — likes it messy and dirty, even if she’s just woken up. the daze of the morning has forced a warm glow over the situation. still half asleep, abby is soft and sweet and desperate.

using your middle finger, you drag your salvia against her puffy hole and slip inside, pressing up and tight to the knuckle. abby keens.

“oh fuck. oh my god oh my god oh fuck.”

you slowly drag in and out of her cunt, sucking her clit with your wet tongue and lips.

her thighs start to tremble, and you smile.

“baby,” she whimpers, and she balances on her elbows, looking down at you. her cheeks are red, freckled forehead strained, and her eyes glaze over as you look up at her with your tongue on her clit. you press your finger tighter and curl up, and abby’s eyes roll back.

“i’m gonna come,” she says, clear as day, and falls back onto the pillows, grinding into your mouth and fingers. but her voice goes so fucking soft as she breathes, “oh my god oh my—“ and comes against your mouth.

abby’s whole body tightens.

coils up like a snake, and she clenches her thighs around your head, pressing into your ears, until she goes limp. she drops her legs and they start to shake, hips grinding into your mouth as she moans your name, still coming, her slick coating your cheeks and chin.

when she eventually lets go of your hair, you roll over her thigh and face the ceiling, flexing your hand.

“shit,” abby swears, laughing breathlessly, “good morning baby.”

“morning,” you laugh, wiping her off of your mouth with the back of you hand. you roll back over and crawl to her, eyeing her damp and puffy pussy on the way over.

abby reacts slowly, lethargic from coming. still, her kiss is just as sweet as she kisses you, tasting herself on your mouth.

“best way to start my day,” she smiles, and you match her grin, “don’t miss me too much.”

[elliesbelle]

Since reading ncty literally NO OTHER FIC COMPARES TO IT! I love it so much but now my standards are really high :´)

Belle sweetie I think you already suggested some other fits buuuut…do you know any other series (need something long) that’s also Ellie or Abby x reader that you liked and would suggest? Trusting only you with recs

haha well, i'm gonna plug the works of my mutuals again then!

@lonelyfooryouonly has PLENTY of amazing ellie series that are long and got a lot to read! (can't even choose a fave between them honestly)

@seattlesellie's not about love will have you crying and screaming and screaming with the s all at the same time! i still go back to it every now and again.

i'm not kidding when i say that @carmellie's see you next summer is everything to me. one time, carm released a chapter while i was at work, and i legit excused myself to the bathroom and didn't leave until i finished reading it!!!!

my wonderful love @totheblood has several series as well, superposition being one of my all-time faves (literally was already obsessed with the series before i even started publishing on here and before star and i were even friends)!

@callmelola111 has a bunch of ellie series, one of my faves is color me purple! i love flirty tension ugh

@s-4pphics has a BUNCH of ellie and abby series, literally just go through my sal love's page and you'll find so much content fr

@spaceshipellie's we were never just friends had me screaming and crying on the bus ride home, it was so so SO good

@glowstickfracture doesn't have a whole abby series perse, BUT they have so much amazing and sexy firefighter/fire medic!abby content that it's basically its own series!

sorority secrets by @cinnnamongrl was just so bellisimo chef's kiss, i did naught want it to end

my babes @phantombriide has a shit ton of smaus that are so immersive and they feel like reading a full blown series fr (and she has a new one coming out soon that i helped with so 😘)

@elliespeach's the air that i breathe isn't done yet, but it's everything to me and i'm at the edge of my seat waiting for the next chapter!

my love my life @cherriesxinthespring's seattle grace hospital is the reason i breathe, rose hasn't finished it yet but idc cause it's just so good

@coeurify's perfect girl is one of the very first elie fics i ever read and rinie is such a talented writer that you should just read everything they've written regardless

this isn't a complete list and i need to get back to what i'm doing skldfjdskls (i'm compiling this during a break from cleaning my apartment), but that's a start!

you can also check out the other list of fave ellie fics i made of my mutual's works too here.

[wintersoldierslover]

my fic recs masterlist

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Bucky Barnes:

all bucky barnes

headcanon  -  blurb  -  one-shot  -  series - two-parter

40s  -  The Winter Soldier  -  Avenger  -  TFATWS

dbf!bucky  -  brother’s bff  -  bff’s brother

neighbour  -  housewife reader

lumberjack  -  firefighter  -  bodyguard

priest bucky  -  college

football player  -  hockey player  -  boxer

professor  -  teacher  -  librarian/bookshop

coffee shop  -  soulmate  -  royal

other AUs  -  taboo

moodboard  -  deactivated:(

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Stranger Things characters:

all eddie munson  -  all steve harrington

eddie and steve (x reader)

billy hargrove  -  jason carver  -  mike wheeler

dmitri enzo antonov  -  jim hopper

robin buckley  -  nancy wheeler

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Outer Banks Characters:

all Rafe Cameron

all JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron and JJ Maybank (x reader)

Pope Heyward  -  Topper Thorton

John B.  -  Sarah Cameron

Kiara Carrera

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Marvel characters:

Wanda Maximoff  -  Kate Bishop

Natasha Romanoff  -  Yelena Belova

Peter Parker  -  Pietro Maximoff

Steve Rogers  -  Stephen Strange

Frank Castle  -  Matt Murdock 

Moon knight  -  Steven Grant

Joaqín Torres - Clint Barton

Loki Laufeyson  -  Druig

Eddie Brock  -  Miles Morales

Miguel O’hara  -  Hobie Brown

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Harry Potter characters:

Sirius Black  -  Remus Lupin 

James Potter  -  Poly!Marauders

Lily potter  -  Cedric Diggory

George Weasley  -  Fred Weasley

Severus Snape  -  Tom Riddle

Draco Malfoy

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Avatar (James Cameron) charachters:

neteyam  -  aonung  -  lo’ak

rotxo  -  kiri  -  spider

jake sully  -  neytiri  -  tsu’tey

tonowari  -  ronal  -  colonel quaritch

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Top Gun chracters:

Fanboy  -  Hangman  -  Rooster  -  Bob

Iceman

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Wednesday characters:

Xavier Thorpe  -  Ajax Petropolus

Wednesday Addams  -  Divina

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Bridgerton characters:

Anthony Bridgerton  -  Benedict Bridgerton

Colin Bridgerton

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Criminal Minds characters:

Spencer Reid  -  Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

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The Last of Us characters:

Joel Miller  -  Ellie Williams

Abby Anderson

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The Devil All The Time characters:

Tommy Matson  -  Lee Bodecker

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Uncharted characters:

Nate Drake  -  Sam Drake

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Euphoria characters:

Elliot (Euphoria)  -  Fezco

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On My Block characters:

Mario Martinez  -  Oscar Diaz

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Modern Family characters:

Luke Dunphy  -  Alex Dunphy

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Ted Lasso:

Roy Kent  -  Jamie Tartt

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NHL players:

Matthew Ktachuk  -  Trevor Zegras

Nolan Patrick  -  Tyler Seguin

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Actors:

Sebastian Stan  -  Joseph Quinn

Jamie Campbell Bower  -  Danny Ramirez

Drew Starkey  -  Rudy Pankow

Ben Hardy  -  Bella Ramsey

Jenna Ortega

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Miscellaneous characters:

Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz  -  Marcus Baker

Rodrick Heffley  -  Hunter Sylvester

Lloyd Hansen  -  Ari Levinson

Nick Fowler  -  Tangerine

Rhett Abbott  -  Hayden ‘Harvard Hottie’

Colin (Not Okay)  -  Min Ho (Xo, Kitty)

Ash (No Exit)  -  James Maguire (Derry Girls)

Jake Peralta  -  Nick Miller  -  Brian O’conner

Anakin Skywalker  -  Bruno Madrigal

Tadashi Hamada  -  Kakashi Hatake

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Miscellaneous real people:

Billie Eilish  -  AEW Hook

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*Updated whenever there’s a new character <3

[infernalodie]

𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐏𝐭.𝟐 || 𝐀𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧

"𝘐𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘥"

Inspo: Jacob Banks - Devil That I Know Sabrina Claudio - Frozen

Pairing: Abby Anderson x Black!Fem!reader

Summary: Trouble in paradise...

Warning: Fluff with angst at the end.

Part One - Finale

Words: 4829

The love you had felt a day ago had been deeply invested in the soil of your mind. Roots interweaved and twisted until they met one solid structure that stood strong and tall. Supplied with nutrients that were needed; love and care.

That was what love stood for and represented. Something strong, unmoving, and beautiful. Yet, in less than 24 hours, Ellie’s actions had been able to break that tree down to a rotting, hollow trunk. The roots able to retract and give supply to another tree had done so. Leaving the remaining ones to stand still as a flame burnt them to a crisp.

She’d done that. She’d managed to bring a firestorm to what was fine and unique and destroy it. A burnt forest left to take what was once beautiful.

You were broken. Sadly, that was a truth you had admitted when Issac had you locked up once more. Left to craft a makeshift bandage from the wound in your leg and just wait. Wishing there was some way you could alleviate the weight in your chest.

Abby hadn’t said anything to you after you gave her the info she needed. Truthfully, you were too exhausted and hurt to care either. All you cared about was sleep and hopefully being allowed to leave this cell soon.

“We shouldn’t have left her as we did.” Dina’s words shook the auburn-haired girl from her empty stare. Turning her head to the other to find her sitting up from the couch, still feeling the sickness from her pregnancy. “Maybe it was a mistake for me to ever tell you how I felt. If it saved me from feeling the weight I do, I would’ve kept everything to myself.”

Ellie chewed on her bottom lip, shaking her head as she replayed those few moments. A large vent pinning your foot and restricting your movements. And when the foul screech of a Clicker sounded, silencing the trio, raising the anxiety in their bodies. It all just happened so fast. You were trapped. If they tried to do anything, they would’ve been dead as well. Then this would’ve all been for nothing, and Ellie couldn’t have that.

But maybe she was just saying that to herself to justify the purpose of her selfish decision. An argument could be made that she felt something for Dina and everything between you two had been fizzling out like water to sugar. But that would also mean her having to admit she led you on because she had. And maybe this was the easiest way for her to non-verbally tell you that things were different now.

“She’s dead, Dina,” Ellie finally spoke, turning her head half-heartedly toward the ill girl. But ever meeting her guilty eyes. “She knew what she was signing up for when she came along.”

Dina pursed her lips, wiping away the tears that slid down her cheeks. “But you aren’t acknowledging the obvious, Ellie,” she pointed out. “She was your girlfriend and you chose me over her. Do you not feel any guilt over that?”

Licking her lips, Ellie reached over and took Dina’s hand. “All I know is that I chose the girl that I love.”

The city streets were quiet. Way too quiet for Abby. There was the occasional conversation with Manny and Mel, but not enough to ease her cautious awareness that they were out in the open and a perfect target for the Seraphites.

Hearing a quiet grumble behind her, she peeked over her shoulder to see you holding your stomach. “Do you want me to carry your pack?” She inquired, surprising herself with how soft the question was.

But you raised your hand, exhaling heavily. “If we get in a firefight, I need you to shoot. The pack helps keep me planted when I’m firing,” you pointed out, able to spare a faint smile toward the girl. “But a shot of Vodka might be good right now.”

Abby smiled, placing a large hand on your lower back as the both of you moved up the steps of the old warehouse that stored a boat. “When we get to the F.O.B., I’ll be sure to get you that shot.”

It’d been some time since you were locked in that cage. Since you had to piss in a bucket or eat food off the dirty floor. But since then, your intelligence of Ellie and Dina had convinced Issac to task you with Abby for patrols or any deployments. And it wasn’t like you saw any choice in the matter. You couldn’t be banking on some sort of hope that someone would storm the stadium, kill everyone and save you. It was unrealistic. So, you did the thing you were good at. You helped people. You helped Nora and Mel where you could and stayed in that cell with the addition of a dirty mattress until Issac trusted you enough to go out on patrols.

And now, with everyone being called to the front, you were deemed needed for whatever came next. Abby reassured you, seeing this as a way to earn your keep and be considered a part of the WLF. But you knew full well where Manny stood with your presence now added to the group.

In fact, many people were indifferent about your contributions to the force. You were a doctor and started aiding the wounded from attacks then you were going on small skirmishes with fellow WLF soldiers. But they were simply waiting for the moment they could put a bullet in your back.

You held no particular fond spot in anyone’s mind. You were an anomaly. Walking a lonely highway hoping to find a new place to call home.

That’s why you stuck to yourself when moving with the trio. Mel tried to strike up some sort of conversation, but you kept your mouth shut. And you kept your eyes averted whenever Manny wished to show you his distaste for you accompanying them. Abby was really the only person you were willing to spend time with and talk to. She was the only person not looking to tear your head off. She taught you how to properly handle their rifles and taught you what you needed just in case something were to happen out in the field.

She was your only friend.

Moving through the warehouse and moving down a slope leading to a few box carts where you took notice of voices further down the tracks. With the density of bushes and tall grass, the approach was made easy, but the execution of taking the Serphaites down wasn’t. You are stuck near Abby, not trusting yourself on your own. And once she killed the first and Manny killed the second, the Seraphites took notice. Then all hell broke loose.

Gunfire sounded throughout the overgrown enclosure with you seeking refuge inside of a box cart. Taking pot shots and beginning to feel the ache in your shoulder from the recoil of the rifle. Mel, Manny and Abby handled the situation like pros. Taking one down after another until the only sound to be heard was your panting. Adrenaline coursing through your system.

“All clear!” Abby announced, shouldering her rifle. “You good?” Abby inquired, appearing from behind cover and walking toward you.

With a sheepish nod, you hopped out of the box cart and followed behind the group. Climbing up a mound of dirt and onto a broken landing that held a gate ahead of them.

Walking over, Abby pushed against one of the sides and created big enough of a gap the chain would allow. “Through here.” Abby moved out of the way, allowing you to step through first before she followed and the other two did the same.

The moment you stepped through, barely able to take account of your surroundings, a distinct whistle sounded. And before you could respond, a hand grabbed the back of your pack and yanked you inside the gas station just as the sound of gunfire appeared. Bullets whizzing past you, the wall behind the front register was slowly becoming riddled with bullets. The trio were quick to return fire and keep the Seraphites off of them for as long as they could.

But you were stuck with that constant tremble in your joints. Much like when you had your first run-in with the cult, you couldn’t pull the trigger. This fieldwork wasn’t where you belonged. You preferred being stuck inside a tent smelling like metal and injured bodies all around you. That was when you were in your zone. But this? This shit isn’t ever going to be where you exceed.

By the time the gunfire stopped, you were already being hoisted to your feet. Faced to look at all the dead bodies of cultists, which were a lot more than you were expecting. They had the upper hand, the same firepower and large able bodies. But you were beginning to discover the pattern with Abby that she was practically invincible and a lot better than most people in this day and age were capable of being.

“We got wounded in the truck. Mind giving us a hand with that, outsider?” The title had stuck rather quickly in the short amount of time of you being “recruited” into the WLF. Everyone didn’t call you by your name or consider you a human being. If anything, you were a dog on a leash, being tugged along by Issac to do as he ordered. Because if you weren’t going to give him any info on Ellie or Dina, then he would make you useful.

Nodding, you followed into the truck after Manny. Moving to the center relinquishing your pack and quickly pulling out some gauze. Glancing up at the injured WLF soldier, he was shot right through the hand. Nothing that could limit his capabilities to work, but it would make him have to put down the rifle for a few weeks at best.

“Hold your hand out for me. This isn’t going to hurt, but bear with me, all right?” The man nodded, straining as you began to wrap the gauze around the wound. “You might think this part is the worst, but I’m going to need you to squeeze this as hard as you can.” Placing the roll of gauze in his hand, you slipped back into the seat behind you and sighed. Holstering your rifle and securing it whilst ejecting the round from the chamber. Out of everything Joel taught you and what you picked up, it was never wrong to make sure a gun was extra safe.

“You froze.” Lifting your gaze, you found Manny staring at you with almost a look of empathy. It was new coming from him. Constant badgering and snide remarks were all you got from the man. “In the train yard and gas station. You froze.”

It took you a moment, letting out a breathy laugh as you nodded sheepishly. “I’m not good with guns.”

“That’s hard to believe considering how you discharged your weapon.” He motioned to the rifle in your grasp. “Who taught you that?”

With pursed lips, you looked down. “Joel. Joel Miller.” That created a riveting silence amongst the “Salt Lake” group that stared at you. Still, the vivid imagery of that night still haunted Abby to this day. And to think that you travelled all the way here with your ex and a friend to kill her and everyone there that killed Joel was hard to grasp. She guessed this was some sort of act of torture. Forcing her to see the pain she indirectly caused with her decision. “But my father taught me how to handle a rifle–the basics, you know? His father taught him since he was a Vet before the world went to shit and whatnot. But Joel taught me to how to shoot, how to clean a gun, and how to kill someone.”

For the rest of the ride, the group was silent and you enjoyed it. Often, you felt like the outcast during most conversations with Abby’s group. The point being; they killed a close friend of yours. So, it wasn’t like you could talk about getting beers or having a barbeque with them. Instead, you would stand there in silence and only talk when someone attempted to converse with you. So, the silence was slowly becoming your best friend each day.

Arriving at the F.O.B., you hopped off the truck and assisted the injured man and Mel off. But it wasn’t long before a man came running over. “Hey, Outsider! Issac wants you in his office, pronto!”

Abby smiled. “No rest for the wicked, huh?” She teased.

You scoffed, nudging her softly. “I’ll see you up there?”

“You can count on it.” You smiled once more at the woman, feeling your guys’ gaze linger on one another a moment too long before you turned. Cheeks warm as you followed the soldier through the front barracks of the base.

From the gate, WLF soldiers were piled up under tents to avoid the sun. Some were working with faulty weaponry and supplying ammo, assisting with teammate’s gear. Others were working on battle plans and zones occupying Serphite forces. And in the center was where the fresh scent of food caught your senses. Men and women seated on dirty benches feasting on one of the few meals they could get in a day. It made you wish you got to stay back at the stadium. At least then you got to eat some fruit and not starve.

Entering the central compound, the dim lighting of fires blossoming from barrels did very little to give you a view of the interior. It wasn’t until you reached the lobby made into a jail of sorts that you could see clearer. The backup generators set up outside gave the fluorescent lights power with them occasionally flickering. But your eyes shifted to the prisoners. Seraphites and outsiders. All of them sitting in their own piss and shit. The sight of it was more enlightening than disgusting because you were in their place a mere few days ago. You were sleeping on concrete in your own filth. The only difference was Abby had specifically requested that you be given a bucket. The point was, seeing it from the outside gave you insight into what you must’ve looked like. And safe to say, you weren’t planning on it ever happening again.

Riding the elevator up to the office, the soldier opened the door for you. But you found no sign of Issac and as if the man was reading your thoughts, he said, “He’ll be up shortly.” And he left without hearing your response. Leaving you in a cleansing silence that you slowly eased back into. Collapsing onto a counter and staring out the window. The sunset hit your face nicely and allowed itself to warm you from the cold inside the office.

It took a few minutes, but Issac soon arrived. But when he entered, he turned around and stopped Manny and Abby. “The both of you wait outside.”

You frowned, sliding off the counter and looking past your leader at a confused Abby who looked like she wanted to protest but was stopped by the door closing on her.

Issac then turned to you. “Y/n,” he sighed, walking to his desk. “I heard you’ve been a great help at the Stadium.”

“Um, yes, sir. I’ve been picking up jobs where I can.” You hated these types of conversations with the man. It wasn’t too long ago that he had you tied to a chair and was extracting information from you. Cutting you up and probably was planning on doing worse. But you hated how intimidating he could be at times. You weren’t the confrontational type and he solidified it with his constant hollow demeanor.

“That’s good. Good.” Lifting up a paper, he waved it with a smile, scoffing to himself. “This job is going to kill me.”

“What can I do, sir?” You asked, taking a step.

He sighed, turning to sit on the edge of the desk, crossing his arms over his chest. “In the next coming days, I’m going to need you to stay here.”

The order nearly made you laugh. But finding his expression unchanging, you felt your own smile slowly drop. “May I ask why, sir?”

“We’re staging an assault against the Seraphite’s island and when we come back, I’m going to need a medic ready to patch our soldiers-”

“Is Abby going, sir?” The question slipped without much thought being put into it. Judging by the look on Issac’s face, he wasn’t exactly expecting it either. But he’d seen and heard about the two of you. How the both of you were nearly joined to the hip since you were released. He wasn’t sure how his most trusted soldier was able to grow attached to an outsider like you.

But he brushed it off. “This isn’t up for debate, Y/n,” he said. “They go, you stay.”

Pursing your lips, you nodded. “Affirm’, sir.”

“Good.” He turned back toward his desk, saying over his shoulder, “Your room is down the hall. Last door on the left.”

Biting your bottom lip, you walked to the door and swung it open. Finding the two soldiers standing talking to one another. But when they found your defeated expression, their conversation halted. Abby is the one to step forward and place a hand on your shoulder. “Are you okay?”

Sniffling, you nodded, jutting a thumb over your shoulder. “You should go. He’s waiting.” Slipping past her, you were quick to wipe your cheeks as you followed the directions provided by Issac and entered your quarters for the next few days.

You didn’t know why you were crying. You didn’t want to. If anything, you were glad to be out of harm's way. Protecting and saving people was where you excelled. But you couldn’t take a life. No matter the person, it still meant that you were killing a part of yourself to survive. So, shouldn’t you be feeling relief instead of dread?

With a shaky exhale, you hit yourself in the head. “Stop!” The answer to such a simple question was Abby. It felt so wrong to care for her. After everything she’s done, she was supposed to get a bullet in the head or a knife in the stomach. But you hadn’t done what you were tasked with doing when you came to Seattle. That promise to Ellie had fallen through the moment you smiled at Abby. Then again, did you have to keep a promise with someone who couldn’t even keep theirs?

Storing your gear in the corner of the room by the bed, you made quick work to occupy your attention from the daunting thoughts and eventual conversation with Abby. Going into the fridge and pulled out some bread and eggs. Placing a pan on the stove and turning on the burner with butter soon following.

A knock sounded at the door before it slowly peeked open. Abby’s head slipped through the crack, glancing around before finding you standing in front of the stove, cracking open an egg and letting it hit the pan. Its loud sizzle and pops make you step back and look at Abby. “Do you want some?”

She smiled, shutting the door behind her. “Sure.” Walking across the room, she placed her gear with yours before looking around. Eyes staying transfixed on the single bed in the room.

“I’ll sleep on the floor.” You frowned, looking over your shoulder at the girl who was already unrolling her sleeping bag. It made you laugh.

“Scared you won’t be able to keep your hands to yourself, Abby?” You asked, chuckling to yourself.

“I’ve been keeping self-control since I met you, Y/n,” Abby muttered. “But I want you to be  comfortable and I would take up most of the bed.”

“But what if I don’t want to sleep alone?” You inquired a hint of mischievous intent in your voice.

Your arms crossed over your chest as Abby tilted her head slightly, smirking. This game that the two of you have played has been going on since the moment Abby saved you from imprisonment. Or maybe it started a few days after she found you helping Nora and Mel in the medical bay. Either way, it was a cat-and-mouse game that neither of you wasn’t afraid of indulging in. And, at the deepest part in your core, you knew this wasn’t okay. To sleep with the “enemy”. But she was attractive and had been nothing but caring to you since she met you. And maybe you fell for people so easily before looking at the red flags, but you wanted to enjoy life for a little while longer. At least until she left for the attack against the Seraphites. Because if she didn’t come back, you wanted to have one last night with her.

The steam of the stove grabbed your attention once more. Smirking to yourself, you flipped the egg. You could feel her gaze bore into your figure.

And it only took a few moments before you felt her hulking figure press into your back. Her pelvis is flush with your ass and her hands holding your hips. Her finger dipped further, gently pressing into your pelvis. It made you smile.

With her face pressing into the back of your head, you muttered, “If you’re wanting to fuck, then just say so, Abby Anderson.”

“Is it obvious?” Your only response was to gently shake your head, dreadlocks hitting her face, making her laugh.

With a deep guttural groan, Abby spun you around and lifted you onto the counter. A yelp fell from your lips as your hands fell to her shoulders, legs interlocking around her waist. Abby let out a deep sigh, staring up at you with a small smile.

“So, are you going to make the first move or do I have to?”

The two of you laid side by side with one another. You were still trying to capture your breath and savour the taste of Abby’s nectar on your tongue. Gently pressing kisses into her side. Your legs were tangled amongst one another with a bedsheet lazily draped over the both of you to escape the cool breeze that slipped through the window.

A sweet sheen covered your guys’ bodies that didn’t at all seem to bother either of you. If anything, it made the moment seem to carry on a little longer.

Letting out a gentle laugh, Abby sighed. “I’ve never done it with a girl.”

You smirked, rolling onto your stomach and resting on your forearms. “Did I impress?”

Abby grinned, nodding eagerly. “Oh, yeah. You did more than impress.” A soft laugh fell from your lips as you chewed on your nail, shaking your head.

Although you knew there might be some sort of clarity that hits you, making you regret your decision, you still enjoyed it. There had been something primal and intimate with Abby that you forgot what it felt like after months with Ellie. This felt way too different 

“You ever think about running away?” You asked, looking at the taller girl. “

“Where would you want to go?” Abby inquired, staring up at the ceiling.

“Canada sounds nice. I mean, the winter would be shitty, but it’s nothing I’m not used to,” you said.

Abby hummed, eyebrows slightly pinching together in thought. “I think anywhere with you would be nice.”

Your lips rolled, corners pulling upwards as Abby huffed. “Flirting is not my thing, huh?”

A graceful laugh fell from your lips, forehead resting against the other side. “Baby, stick to flexing and being all sexy and flirting won’t ever have to be used.”

Another break of silence took its place with the two of you enjoying one another’s company. Holding one another softly. And it felt true. Like this is where you belonged.

Despite everything that happened leading up to this point, you liked this. It was a simple way of life working with the WLF and you wished this had been what you experienced in Jackson and with Ellie. But there always had to be something relating to Ellie’s pent-up anger and Maria tasking you with patrols. At least now you could do what you had trained yourself to do for years and feel like you might be making a difference.

And Abby made it better.

“I want you to know that I care about you.” Your confession came suddenly and caught Abby off guard. “Like, despite what we both went through. I care about you so fucking much and I know I shouldn’t. But, If I can, I want to be here with you.”

“Then stay.” You looked up at Abby, finding her smiling softly down at you. “I mean, who else is going to wake me up by throwing books at me.”

A laugh fell from your lips as you nodded. “Yeah, I guess I have a role to fulfill, huh?” She smiled, leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips before leaning back.

But Abby’s smile slowly faltered as she sighed. “I have to go out and find Owen soon. Any WLF soldier that finds him will likely shoot him on sight for what he did.” Despite her saying this, she made no move to start getting ready. She continued to stroke your hip slowly, occasionally reaching around to grab at your ass possessively. In all honesty, she didn’t want to waste any time away from you considering she was going to be putting her life on the line against the Seraphites.

You picked at the fabric of the pillowcase, adjusting your position on your forearms. Pursing your lips, you asked,  “You still love him, don’t you?”

“If I did, I wouldn’t have done this.” Sitting up with her back against the headboard, you adjusted to lay between her legs with your chin resting on her pelvis. “What I and Owen had is history. Young teenage love that faded out. Right now, I’m focused on you. I want to make sure I have something to come back to.”

“The attack on the Seraphites,” you measured your words, almost cautious of what you might say. “I don’t want you to go.”

“I’ll radio you if anything comes up, all right?” She kissed you on the corner of your lips and you nodded. Reach up and grab her ponytail and forcefully tug her back down to meet you fully. Tilting your head and pressing further into the kiss. Only parting with your teeth gently at her bottom lip. Warm breaths intertwined with one another as you looked up at her with those eyes that tempted her to forget Owen for a little longer and spend some more time with you

“Make sure you come back to me.”

It’d been a day or maybe two. It was hard to tell at this point with the workload given to you. What you did know is that there had been little to no communication from Abby. And laying awake in your room, thoughts of the prior night kept you up and wanting more.

In full honestly, it’d been a while since you got laid. Ellie had been rather busy before Joel even passed and most of the time she wasn’t in the mood. So, you had to deal with the pent-up stress and bottled it. Abby helped you release it and always seemed to be ready to give a “helping hand” with your situation.

So, maybe out of desperation, you grabbed your walkie-talkie and held it close. Smiling to yourself as you pressed the button and whispered, “Abby.” There was no response. “Abby, are you there?”

Again there was another long pause, making you realize how late it actually was. Making you sigh, sitting up in your bed with your legs curling into your chest. “I guess you might be sleeping. I’m pretty lonely here. I just wish you were here with me, you know?” You sighed. “I will say that if you don’t make it back to me, I’m going to go to hell and kill you again, all right? Let me know if Owen is alright and when you guys are on your way back.”

Silence filled the void, letting you hope that maybe your words had drifted into your sleepy daze and would be at the back of her mind when she woke. The idea of it made you smile. So, with a sheepish smile and a heat growing across your body, you whispered, “I love you.”

A pause before the radio clicked on with audio.

“Y/n.”

The voice made your body tense up as you stared at the device in horror. A cold chill ran down your spine, shivering as you shakily brought the device close and muttered,

“Ellie?”

[writeaboutit]

Donation Boot

How firefighter Abby and Reader met

Hello hello it’s been a bit so sorry but I had this idea for a series of sorts following firefighter Abby x Reader through life. I have ideas for a couple more stories but if you have any suggestions leave them in my inbox for sure 🤍

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: none just fluff

You heard her key jingle in the lock from the kitchen. The metal on metal scratching noise was like music to your ears despite it being like nails on a chalkboard to others.

That noise meant your wife was finally home. All day you had been waiting for her to come home, missing her warm cuddles. She left for the station before you had even woken up.

Usually you stirred awake for the briefest of moments in those early hours when you heard the shower start, you made it a point to stay awake just long enough to say an I love you as you sent her off to do her work. You never knew when it might be your last so you didn’t chance it.

But last night the melatonin must have hit you extra hard because you didn’t even register Abby’s movements when she leaned down and pressed a warm kiss to your brow bone before clunking out of the room in her steel toed boots.

You regretted not waking up; no more melatonin for you.

The front door creaked open and you heard your dog’s collar jingle as she ran to greet your wife.

Abby must have been following the dogs lead to your presence in the kitchen because you heard her mutter, “Come on, where’s your momma?”

Your heart was instantly a mushy puddle on the tile floor following the comment. Just as you finished drying your hands the love of your life rounded the corner.

She was wearing her normal uniform. Not the big, bulky, fireproof suit but the fitted jeans and the navy blue t-shirt with the station’s logo over her breast.

You were such a sucker for a woman in uniform, it’s how she caught your attention in the first place. But what kept you around was that blinding smile she had plastered across her face that first day.

You and your friends decided to visit your local farmers market during second year of college. It was a fluke really, you weren’t even planning to go with them but after days of them whining that you could spare a couple of hours away from the text books and come have fun you agreed.

The local fire station had a booth set up collecting donations and the truck open for kids to climb in and take pictures.

One of your friends thought a fire fighter was hot and insisted on getting a picture with him by the truck (her very obvious way of flirting). You couldn’t blame her though because you had your eye on one of the younger trainees.

She was working the booth, tracking donation levels and you knew you would hate yourself for the rest of your life if you ignored your gut.

So, despite you being 19 and a broke college student you approached. They were collecting cash donations in one of the big fire suit boots.

You slipped the only cash you had on you into the dark depths of the boot, ten dollars, and were planning to make your way back to your friends, chickening out of talking to her, when all of the sudden you heard, “Hey, wait!”

You turned around and there she was. She had gotten up from her perch and made her way around the table. It was a bit jarring at first. She was tall, muscular, that tight ponytail made her look very sever, and here she was leaning over you with an expectant look.

“Yes?” you asked hesitantly.

“Don’t you want your coupons?” she asked suddenly realizing that she was close and backing up a step.

“Sorry?”

The confusion must have been written on your face because she immediately explained in a sort of rambily but very cute way, “When you donate you get a coupon to the local grocery store… and some other stores but honestly there all the old lady stores in the mall. The grocery ones the only one worth it.”

You just smiled softly at her over explanation. You expected her to be this over confident, maybe slightly douchy character from the way she approached before but really you could see her nerves peaking through now.

It only made you more attracted to her in all honesty.

“Oh right, yeah thanks.” you took the coupon sheet from her and after a moment of tense silence between the pair of you, you both went your separate ways.

It wasn’t until later that night when you went to cut out the grocery coupon and throw out the rest that you realized she had messily scribbled her name and number onto the think colorful price of paper.

You squealed, your roommate asked what was wrong and then you both quickly plotted on what you should text her.

It was simple really just a quick hey this is so n’ so, how are you?

Your phone only sat face down for a total of three minutes before you heard the chime of her reply and the rest is history.

Now seven years later your wife, the nervous fire fighter with the tight ponytail, was coming home to you. You would share a meal, a shower, a bed. It was the life you always wanted and all because you went to a farmers market on a random Sunday seven years ago.

That blinding smile that caught your attention all those years ago was plastered across her face now in the small kitchen of your shared apartment.

Her setting her bag down on the island brings you out of your memory.

“Hey honey,” you greet, making your way to her.

“Hi baby, what were you thinking about just now?” she wraps her arms loosely around your waist.

“Hmm nothing much just your pretty smile,” she rolls her eyes, never one to take a compliment, “Speaking of which, that smile usually means you’re plotting something. What is it?”

She looks down at you and smiles, “You know me too well. I was plotting on what we are going to do over the next three days that I have off of work.”

That gets you excited. It’s not often that she gets time off of work. Sometimes you don’t even see her for days at a time when she has to sleep at the station. Three days off in a row is practically unheard of.

“Really?”

“Swear,” she kisses your forehead.

“Eek, so what were you planning?”

She chuckles and belts her arms just under your thighs, lifting you into the air, “Oh I think you know exactly what i have planned.”

Her voice turned seductive and husky. You squealed as you became level with her face. You both laughed into a soft kiss, one that was definitely going to lead to a forgotten dinner on the stove and a closed bedroom door.

[stars-for-circe]

Emt!abby x injured!reader ORRRR firefighter!abby x Reader because either way she’s so sjdjfjgjfjfj

[ilikereadingthisiswhatilike]

July 2024

(X) = Smut

Rhea Ripley

My dearest @cranberryjuice-posts Summary: Abby expressing her love for her new life with her wife and their soon to be child. Warnings: None Special Tag: Pregnancy Abby Anderson

Workout @taintedpearls Summary: Reader has a crush on vi and she's watching vi workout and can't stop looking at her, then vi notice and question reader about it. Warnings: None Special Tag: None Vi

Outlawed Romance @slutt4ellie (X) Summary: It’s 1868 and you’ve ran in with one of your childhood best friends, while rekindling your friendship it starts to become clear that’s not all the two of you are. Warnings: Cheating, Homophobia, Death Special Tag: Wild West Ellie Williams

Blue hair, blue eyes, blue lights @fortunxa Summary: The chances of a blue-haired girl being chased by the cops and hopping in my car, simply yelling “Drive!” are low, but never zero. Warnings: None Special Tag: Mutli Part Jinx

Special Girls @freakassfemme (X) Summary: Abby and Ellie + are head over heels insane for their hyper fem girlfriend, but Ellie loves to try to keep her all to herself. Warnings: None Special Tag: Polly, Hyper-Fem Reader Ellabs

CAM-GIRL! ELLIE @r3starttt (X) Summary: You and Ellie are Cam-Girls. Warnings: None Special Tag: Cam-Girls Ellie Williams

Judy Alvarez Headcanons @2kverrr Summary: Life with Judy Warnings: None Special Tag: Headcanons Judy Alvarez

you call the shots, babe—i just wanna be yours @lycastatic Summary: There is only one bed Warnings: None Special Tag: None Jinx

Just come home @fortunxa Summary: In a mix of alcohol and jealousy, heartbreaks can get confusing. Warnings: Murder Special Tag: None Jinx

Just come home @fortunxa Summary: They say the longer the wait, the sweeter the kiss. But, darling, I’m starving, so don’t keep me guessing. Warnings: None Special Tag: None Jinx

friendly sleepover @jinxificada Summary: in the nature of your friendship, neck kisses are just the smallest of love expression. Warnings: None Special Tag: None Jinx

Ice Hockey @cranberryjuice-posts Summary: She’s the star player, hell practically the star of campus. And you are here girlfriend. Warnings: None Special Tag: None Abby Anderson

Firefighter @andersonfilms Summary: You are in love with a Firefighter Warnings: None Special Tag: None Abby Anderson

at the ranch @st4rrydr34ms (X) Summary: Save a horse ride a cowgirl Warnings: None Special Tag: None Abby Anderson

insecure @seraphicsentences(X) Summary: chubby!reader feeling insecure and Ellie noticing and worshiping her body like a damn goddess Warnings: None Special Tag: None Ellie Williams

I need you @sadslay(X) Summary: the first time you saw abby was when her and her people came to the seattle Warnings: None Special Tag: None Abby Anderson

Tell your Girlfriend @juneberrie Summary: abby saves you from a creepy guy at the bar Warnings: None Special Tag: None Abby Anderson

Pretty Like a deer @bugbit3ss(X) Summary: You like your boyfriends sister. Warnings: Cheating Special Tag: None Ellie Williams

Tragicomedy @sratcash-wasguds Summary: Two girls are losers in love. Warnings: None Special Tag: None Ellabs

BITE ME @dumbblond3s Summary: They’re the hot older couple you see from across the bar. Abby with her arm resting on the back of the booth they sit in Ellie at her side. The lingering glances they cast make it clear they’re scouting out their next victim Warnings: None Special Tag: Vampires AU Ellabs

[tjellisworld]

I Dare You

9-1-1 Evan Buckley x female plus size reader. Fluff, smut, sexual tension, Buck being a cute motherfucker. This is a bit after Abby and Taylor. Been a while since I've done this so no hate plz

You wake up to the sun shining through your window, covering your face with your hand. You groan and get out of bed, throwing the blanket off you, and walk into the kitchen. You hear your phone going off and answer the call. "Hey Eddie, what's up?", You say, smiling. "Hey Y/n, sorry if I woke you". Eddie says, chuckling through the phone. You laugh and say,"I actually woke up before you called me, so you're good". "Ok, so i was wondering if you wanted to come by the firehouse later, meet my friends, and go out for drinks with us", Eddie says, awkwardly. You roll your eyes, sigh, and say,"Fine, I've got nothing better to do anyways after work". "Ok, see you later". Eddie says, hearing the smile in his voice. You set down your phone and get ready for work.

You walk into the call center and see your friend Maddie and exchange hellos, as you sit down at your desk, you see her walking over to you. You smile and say,"Hey what's up Maddie?". She smiles and says,"ok i know that I've asked you this before but please give my brother a chance". You roll your eyes and say,"Mads, you know how i feel about stuff like that and i'm not interested right now". She sighs and says,"Please at least give him the chance to meet you cause I've already told him so much about you". You sigh and say,"Alright as long as he's not a total perv". You both laugh, she says thank you and you get to work on taking calls with a long day ahead.

When your shift is over, you head home to change into a nice outfit to wear for the get together tonight. You choose a black short sleeve floral shirt with long blue jean skirt. You do your makeup, leaving your hair down, and grab your purse. You grab your keys and head out the door and lock your door behind you. You drive over to the firehouse and park your car, as you're walking inside, you bump into someone, almost falling down, but two strong arms catch you. You look up at him and see two beautiful blue eyes, one having a birthmark on the side. He lets go of you, smiles, and says,"Sorry about that i didn't see you, but i don't know how i didn't when you're so pretty". You scoff at him, pat his shoulder and say,"You're gonna have to do better than that, fireboy". You turn your head and see he's staring at you as you walk away, so you wink at him and keep on walking. You walk up the stairs where you're greeted by Eddie, who gives you a big hug, walks you over to everyone else. He introduces you to Bobby, Hen, Athena, and Chim as you shake everyone's hand, you hear footsteps come up the stairs so you turn around.

You see Maddie standing next to the firefighter you ran into earlier and your eyes widen. "Y/N, this is my brother, Buck." You blush and glance over at Eddie, who stares at you in confusion. Buck looks at you, smirks, extends his hand, and says,"Nice to finally meet you Y/n, my sister has told me a lot about you". "Hi.", You say, quickly, returning the handshake. Eddie pulls you away from everyone else and says,"Ok, would you mind telling me what is going on here?". You roll your eyes, sigh, and say,"Maddie wanted to set me up with her brother to see if we would hit it off but i didn't know that you and him worked together, also i kinda flirted with him when i bumped into him on my way in here". You shrug your shoulders as Eddie raises an eyebrow and crossed his arms. You and Eddie walk back towards everyone when Maddie calls you over. You walk over to her and sit next to her on the couch. "So, i didn't know you and Diaz knew each other". Maddie says as you sip your beer. You turn to her and say,"Yes we met when we both moved here around the same time and we've been friends ever since". Maddie nods her head and leans back on the couch, and says,"How'd you not know those two work together?". You look over at Eddie and Buck hanging out in the kitchen, Buck catches you staring, winks at you, Eddie sees and smacks him on the head, making Buck laugh. You giggle and say,"Honestly i don't know, all Eddie told me was that he worked at the 118, and he told me about Bobby and Chim but not much about Buck". Maddie looks at you and says,"Ok but still i think you and Buck would be great for each other", making you roll your eyes, laughing. Everyone gets ready to leave to go get drinks when you're stopped by Hen. "Just letting you know, be careful around Buck, he's a been in a pretty hard place right now and he's only acting like this to not show it". You nod your head yes and walk down the stairs right after her.

When everyone gets to the bar, you, Maddie, Hen, Athena sit at a big round booth while the guys sit on the other side. You get up to get a couple of drinks and Buck comes up next to you, leans on his arms, and says,"You know, when my sister tried to set me up with you, i said no but now i regret saying it". You laugh, and say,"You're not the only one, cause as far as i can tell, you just use that bad boy persona to cover up what you really are on the inside which is a being such a teddy bear". Buck looks at you shocked with his mouth hanging open. You close his mouth with your hand and pat his cheek, head back to the booth as he watches you. Maddie and Hen stare at you when you get back and sit down at the booth."What?". You say, with confusion in your voice. "Ok how'd you do that? Normally women fall at his feet, but you left him standing there". Maddie asks, surprised. Hen smirks, and says,"I think Buck has met his match". You giggle and say,"Yeah i just want to mess with him for a bit". You sip your drink as you look over at Buck standing over at the bar, move your eyes up and down his physique, the muscles in his arms.

After a little bit, you get up to head to the back restroom when the door to the private restroom opens and an arm pulls you inside. You are up against the door and look up to see Buck looking down at you as he locks the door, with a smirk on his face. You look at him, and say, seductive,"You really don't like the chase do you fireboy?". He scans your body up and down, licks his lips, and says,"Yes and no, but you really know how to get a man going and i find that interesting and-". You stop him mid sentence, putting a finger to his lips, shushing him, and say,"Buck just shut up and kiss me". He does as you say and kisses you, with so much passion and heat, making you moan. He picks you up, holds you against the door, wrapping your legs around him. He moves down from your mouth, starts kissing your neck, making you wrap your arms around his neck, run your hands through his hair, making you sigh. He grips your hips as you run your hands down his back, he stops kissing you, and says,"maybe we should take this back to my place". You nod in agreement and he sets you down. You turn to unlock the door and he plants a kiss on your neck, making you whimper. You both walk out the door, hand and hand. Buck leads you out of the bar and as you leave, you see Maddie looking at you with a smile on her face and Eddie rolling his eyes shooing you off with a laugh. You both get in Buck's car and before he can even start the car, you start kissing him again. He slides his hand around the back of your neck, and when you both stop to catch a breath, he smiles and starts the car. On the way to his apartment, he takes one hand off the wheel, places it on your knee, sliding it up your leg, making you gasp.

You both get to his apartment building, enter the elevator and before the doors close, he backs you up into the wall, grabbing hold of your hands, and holds your arms above your head while kissing your neck, making you close your eyes and lean your head back into the wall. He starts to unbutton your shirt when the elevator dings and the doors open. He pulls you to his apartment and unlocks the door, you walk in and as you turn around, he slams the door closed, locks it,takes his shoes and socks off and walks slowly over to you as you take your shoes off. You back up but come to a stop against the island in the kitchen. He picks you up, sets you down on the island, and stands in between your legs, grabs your hips, pulls you a little closer to him. He finishes unbuttoning your shirt from earlier and slowly slides it off your shoulders, tossing it to the side. You blush and look away, embarrassed, as he stares at you in awe. He puts his finger under your chin to turn your head back to him, looks you in the eyes, and says,"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, i think you're beautiful with all your stretch marks, no doubt about it,Y/n". You start to cry, tears running down your face and he wipes them away gently with his thumb. You pull him in and kiss him, he kisses you back and you take his shirt off him, toss it to the floor, and slowly run your hand down his chest. He takes you off the island and holds you in his arms as he brings you to his bed. He sets you down gently on the edge of the bed and slides your skirt down your legs, and sees you're wearing a matching red bra and panties with black lace. He smirks and runs his fingers down your body, making you shiver. He curls his fingers on either side of your underwear and slowly slides them down your legs and tosses them on the floor. You try to close your legs but he stops you and says,"It's ok baby, you don't need to feel that way around me, I'll take good care of you". You relax a bit and let him open your legs. He gets down on his knees and puts his face in between your legs and sucks on your clit, making you arch your back, leaning back on your arms and grip the sheets. He runs his tongue up and down your pussy and holds your legs down with his hands, you sit up a bit and grab hold of his hair, making him grunt against your cunt, sending shivers up your spine. He sticks his tongue deeper inside you and you let go of his hair to lean on both of your hands to have better balance. He goes a little bit faster, making you moan,"Oh fuck, that feels so good". You feel your stomach tighten and you say,"Buck, I'm so close, I'm gonna cum". He looks up at you, his eyes full of lust, and moans against your cunt, sending you over the edge. You cum all over his face and he licks up the mess. You kiss him as he reaches behind you and unclips your bra letting your breasts free, you cross your arms over your chest, and he gently grabs your arms, moving them away from your chest and says,"Baby, you don't need to feel that way about yourself, you're gorgeous and I mean that". You crawl away from him to the other end of the bed as he takes his pants off, leaving them on the floor, and slowly crawls on top of you. He kisses you as you palm his dick through his boxers, making him grunt and moan. You stop kissing him and slide his boxers down his legs, letting his dick spring free. You wrap your hand around his dick and slowly run your hand up and down his dick, making him lean his head back and moan in pleasure. You flip him over to lay him on his back and you're on top of him slowly move down, kissing down his chest, making him lean his head back against the headboard. You grab hold of his dick once again and lick his dick before slowly wrapping your mouth around the tip, sliding your mouth the rest of the way down, making him groan.

You start out slow, making him whimper in anticipation, but then you stop, slowly crawl back up his body, kiss him then get off the bed. He watches you walk away, confused then his eyes widen when he sees you have a pair of cuffs in your hand. You get back on top of him and cuff his hands against the headboard, look down at him, with a smirk on your face, and he looks at you and says,"Baby, please take these off me, I want to touch you and hold you close". You shake your head no, kiss and suck his neck, leaving a hickey and crawl back down his body. You slide his dick back into your mouth and start slowly moving your head up and down, making him moan, trying to break free from the handcuffs. You look up at him with and innocent look in your eyes, and swirl your tongue around his dick and go a bit faster. He whimpers and says,"Please Baby, please let me go so i can make you feel good like I said I would and-". He stops mid sentence when you start to massage his balls. He sucks in a breath and bites his lip. "Fuck, baby, I'm so close, please let me cum". Buck says,looking at you with pleading eyes. You suck his dick a bit faster and he yells out,"OH FUCK!!", bucking his hips, releasing inside your mouth. You crawl back up his body and kiss him and as you take the cuffs off him, he flips you over on your back and holds the cuffs in the air, giving you a cheeky smirk. "Oh i dare you". You say, squinting your eyes at him. He smiles and cuffs you to the headboard and moves down, kisses your breasts and sucks your nipples, making you moan. He scoots down a bit and says,"You ready baby?. If it hurts just let me know and I'll stop". You nod your head yes as he aligns his dick with your pussy, slowly sliding into your pussy, throwing his head back in the air, making you arch your back. He start out slow so he won't hurt you and starts kissing your neck, you moan in his ear, telling him to go a little bit faster. He sits up on his knees, grabs your legs, hangs them over his shoulders and fucks you, making you see stars. "Please Buck please take the cuffs off me, i want to touch you". You say, with tears running down your face. He puts your legs down and takes the cuffs off you and as he takes the cuffs off, you pull him to you, kissing him and wrapping your arms around his neck, holding him close as he goes faster, sliding your arms down and digging your nails into his back. He grabs your arms and takes your hands in his, holding them above your head as he kisses and bites your neck, making you sigh. You squeeze his hands, telling him that you're close. He stops kissing your neck and says,"I know baby i know, I'm close too just wait for me ok?". He lets go of one of your hands and run his hand down the side of your face as you nod your head yes. He sits back and pulls you into his lap, sliding you down on his dick, making you moan and lean your head back in pleasure. You wrap your arms around his neck as he wraps his around your waist, holding you close. You bounce up and down his dick as he takes his hands from around your waist and massages your breasts. "Oh fuck, shit, I'm so close". You whimper out. You look down at him as he looks up at you, and he says,"I'm close too baby, let's let go at the same time, oh i love you". He kisses you and you say,"I love you too". He groans,"OH FUCK Y/N!!". as you scream out,"OH BUCK!!!". He releases as you cum around his dick. He slides out of you as you both fall down on the bed, breathin heavily. "So do you think we should tell your sister and everyone else that we were already dating before this?". You giggle, tracing his chest tattoo. "Nah, besides pretty sure they already found out by how we left the bar". He laughs and looks at you. "Yeah, it was pretty fun pretending not to know each other". You say as he pulls you into his chest. He laughs as he runs his hand down your back as you fall asleep, kisses your forehead before falling asleep, holding you in his arms.

[vivacesole]

Fading

Bobby Nash x Reader

Summary: You’re the wife and coworker to the Captain of the Los Angeles Fire Department. You notice he becomes distant after a new recruit shows up, and you decide to confront him about it once you’ve had enough.

Requested by nobitadorae on Wattpad

Warnings: An argument, mentions/accusations of cheating, minor cussing

Word Count: 1.8K

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You and Bobby sat on the couch in your house with a huff. It was a long day, and it hadn’t ended on a good note.

“It’s not your fault Bobby.” you cradled his head and rubbed his back. “It’s not your fault.” you whispered again. He stopped crying long ago, but you knew that look on his face, that look that only a wife would recognize.

“If only-”

“You can ask all the ‘what if’ questions or run through all of the ‘if only’ scenarios all you want. But you were there, and you gave it your best effort. I saw that, and you did your job to the best of your ability. You didn’t want to give up, and that’s what counts.” He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, staying silent.

“C’mon, we better get to bed. The newbie is coming in tomorrow.” you patted his back and took his hand tenderly, leading him to your shared bedroom.

You two were close, extremely close. Bobby was your best friend and life partner. And although, everyone told you not to marry anyone with the same profession as you, you couldn't resist. Many people talked about how dull and secretive he was after the incident with his first wife, but you gave him a chance and he opened up to you. His personality had completely changed. You understood each other and were able to help each other through the hard times. And despite the common chatter, there was never a dull moment with him.

You both woke up for work the next morning, starting your normal routine. Starting a pot of coffee, whining about how early it was, and racing to the bathroom to brush your teeth (whoever didn’t make it first had to make breakfast). You always made sure you lost because you didn’t want Bobby cooking your eggs, you we’re picky with those. So because you made breakfast, he took the job of driving you both to the firehouse.

“Date night tonight, right?” you asked as you exited your car and made your way into the firehouse.

“Of course.” Bobby smiled at you, holding the door open.

“Great! I saw this hole-in-the-wall joint that looked pretty interesting. I’ve been wanting to try it.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“Captain Nash?” you both turned to see a young woman in a freshly pressed uniform.

“Hello, you must be our rookie. I’m (Y/N) Nash. Not captain, that’s him.” you chuckled and held your hand out to her. “Welcome to the team, glad to have you here.”

“Thank you.” she smiled stiffly. “I was told I would be shadowing for a few days, but it wasn’t clear on who.” her eyes darted between you and Bobby.

“I can take you,” you prompted and turned to Bobby. “If that’s alright?”

“You’ve got enough to handle honey. She can shadow me.” he wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “I don’t trust anyone else to do it correctly anyways.”

“Such a sweetheart.” you teased. “I’ll see you in a bit, I’ve got a few things to take care of, but with this heat I’m sure we’ll be called out soon.”

“Sure thing.” he waved the new girl over. “Let’s get you introduced and we can start showing you the ropes around here.”

You waved them both off as you retreated to your office. It was a weekday, so you hoped that things wouldn’t be as bad. And confirming your suspicions, the team had gotten called out. “A barbecue gone bad.” is what Buck had described it on your way out. They suited up and you, Henrietta, and Howie waited in the trucks with your medical bags.

They were your closest friends within the squad, aside from Bobby of course, but you tried to make sure your relationship was kept separate from work.

Once you arrived at the scene, your immediate action was getting medical attention to everyone who was already outside of the house. Luckily, not too many people were injured, but a good handful were inside the house when the fire started to spread.

You sat everyone down on the sidewalk across the street and went through treating them, by priority while the rest of the team worked to distinguish the fire.

After the police arrived and all reports had been taken and given, you all made your way back to the firehouse. Another success, and Buck seemed to make a large deal out of the fact that it was the rookie girl’s first call, and she got to take out the fire. Of course the rest of you knew he was just trying to be flirtatious.

“(Y/N)!” Buck found you in the locker room towards the end of of your day. “Are you coming to dinner with us? We’re celebrating tonight.”

“Buck, I’d love to but I can’t. Bobby and I have plans.”

“What? Bobby said he was going.”

“What?” you looked up from the bag you were holding.

“Yeah.” Buck gave you a confused look and you left your bag behind as you exited the locker room.

“Bobby?” you found him in the kitchen and waved him over to a private area. “So you made dinner plans?”

“Yeah, I completely forgot to catch you so we could talk about it and- oh.” he stopped when he realized why you looked upset.

“Yeah.” you raised your eyebrows and crossed your arms. “Look I wouldn’t mind going to dinner with the team but I’d like if we were able to talk about it first.”

“I know, I know I’m sorry and it just slipped my mind.” he paused. “Did you want to go out with the team?”

“No. I wanted to go out with you, but it’s okay if you want to go. I’m just too tired.” you sighed and strained a smile.

“(Y/N).” Bobby ran his hands up and down your arms.

“No, really it’s fine. You can have Howie drive you home, assuming he won’t get shitfaced.” you chuckled. “I’ll take the car.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course. We’ll just reschedule for tomorrow.” you turned around to go back and get your bag. “Oh, and when you get back, you can do the dishes.” you gave him a wink and he groaned.

You sat silently for a few minutes in your car before deciding to leave. Yeah, of course you were annoyed, you loved spending time with Bobby and you felt that you didn’t get enough time with him, despite being married. Fighting the urge to cry, you pulled out of the parking lot and drove home in silence.

You spent that night watching Netflix, alone on your couch, while Bobby was out. Not even your favorite show could cheer you up. You sighed, having enough of the feeling and went to the bathroom. You told yourself that it was no big deal, and everything would be alright after tonight. But it wasn’t.

Bobby continued to make plans after you had requested a date night.  He’d go off to help train the new girl because, “I think she has potential to be more.” Or he’d show her around town because she was new to the area. You questioned him a few times, letting him know of your thoughts, but it never changed anything. By then you started assuming the worst and was waiting to confront him when he got home. You had cried just at the thought of him cheating on you. You convinced yourself that you were insane and overthink everything, but it was still burning in the back of your mind. You debated with yourself in your head as you paced the living room, when you were interrupted.

“(Y/N)?” Bobby slowly took the key out from the door and walked inside. You looked up at him, wiping your eyes. “Honey what’s wrong? What happened?” He rushed over to you, holding your arms. You pulled yourself away out of instinct, keeping a distance.

“Please.” you looked to the floor.

“(Y/N)?” he almost sounded offended. “What’s going on?”

“That’s what I want to ask you.”

“What do you mean?” you tilted your head and sighed. You really didn’t want to have this conversation.

“Nevermind, it’s probably nothi-”

“No it’s obviously something so why don’t you tell me?” his voice was slightly raised.

“I just want to know what the hell is going on, Bobby. You’re gone, a lot of the time. Have you noticed how often we spend time with each other? I sit here, at home, alone, waiting for you damn near every night.”

“I’ve invited you with me every time I go out.”

“That’s not what this is about. We made plans, and you override them with whatever invitation we get. Every. Single. Time. I love hanging out with the team don’t get me wrong, but you’re different when we’re with them. Because we kept these two lives separate. And now it seems that work is taking over.”

“(Y/N). It’s not taking over, it’s hardly work. It’s social outings.”

“Which you never used to like! I always make time for you. It just seems you can’t do the same, and I know that’s not like you and I can’t help but think..” you stopped and laughed to yourself in disbelief.

“What? You can’t help but think what? That I’m cheating? Is that what?”

“Yes! Okay? Is that what you want to hear?”

“I want to hear what you’re thinking!”

“That is what I’m thinking Bobby, so answer the damn question. Are you?”

“No! I haven’t, I’m not, and I won’t.”

“Okay then.” you whispered and the heat seemed to leave your body as you let out a large breath.

“Do you not trust me?”

“No I do, I just feel like I’m losing you.” you crossed your arms and sat on the couch.

“I’m sorry sweetheart.” Bobby sighed and sat next to you, bringing your head to his chest. “I’m so, so sorry.”

“I just want you back, Bobby.”

“And you’ve got me back. From now on. And you know what? We can go out right now.” he said and wrapped his arms around you.

“It’s nearly midnight!” you chuckled.

“And? C’mon, let’s go.” he stood up, bringing you with him. “That hole-in-the-wall place you’ve been wanting to try is open 24/7.” he smiled.

“Who are you and what have you done with my Bobby Nash?” you smiled childishly and went to grab the nearest pair of shoes to you. “I guess we’re going out then.”

“Yes.” he said and wrapped his arm around you like he had done many times before. “And I promise, we will get more time together. And I’m sure Buck will be fine helping our rookie out if she needs it.” he chuckled. You turned to him, smiling.

“Thank you Bobby, I love you.” you wrapped your arms around his neck and squeezed tightly.

“I love you too sweetheart.” he kissed your head. “C’mon let’s go.”

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Request: Can you make it that bobby has a wife who is also a firefighter. But one day a new firefighter partner is paired with Bobby and both of them become close until bobby doesn’t have time for his wife

[thebaileybugle]

Helpless

Pairing: Evan Buckley x fem!reader

Warning(s): None (not proofread nor edited)

Request: Yes - Please request? Write an Evan Buckely fic where hes too scared to confess to reader - Anon

A/N: The anon didn’t specify a gender for the reader so I wrote it as gender neutral. I strictly told myself I wouldn’t write for Buck since I’m not attracted to him but the idea was just too cute- but no more 😤 (maybe)

Hope you enjoy 😉

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For a solid 5 minutes Hen, Eddie, Chim, and Bobby have been watching Buck coo at you as you washed down one of the fire engines below the deck. To say they were sick of you two non subtly flirting or stealing glances and touches was an understatement.

“Buck you can’t keep doing this.” The familiar voice of the said man’s Fire captain spoke. Buck just slightly from surprise but gained his composure and scoffed.

“Doing what? I- I’m simply leaning on the rail to look at the firehouse. There’s nothing wrong with tha-.”

“You’ve been staring down at Y/N while smiling like an idiot.” Chim chimed in from his seat at the dinner table as he snacked on some celery and peanut butter.

“No I-“ Eddie raised a brow and folded his arms over his chest. “Fine, yeah, I was looking at them with a puppy dog smile, but what else can I do?!”

Hen who’s walking by scoffed. “Grow a pair and ask them out before someone else does.” Her answer is followed by a string of agreements from his co-workers.

“But I, I can’t.”

“Why Buck? You like them, act even more of a fool when they’re around, have the most sickening lovesick smile whenever they smile- you’re in deep.” Bobby commented as he came from the kitchen area while drying his hand on a cloth. Another stream of agreements following.

“Not to mention the fact that you haven’t had a date nor flirted with anyone else since they transferred here.”

“Oh! And you almost fought Cap when they were taking a bit too long to get out of that one burning house and you wanted to go get them.”

“I was concerned for a teammate.”

“Deny, deny, deny…” Chim dragged out before taking another bite of celery.

“You can deny all you want Buck, but proof says you’re in love, we all see that they return the feelings- what are you scared for?”

“They know my history with relationships! I mean everyone knows about my first time on call.”

“Oh yeah the snake lady- terrible choice.” Chim hummed.

“Yeah. Then the Abby thing.” Everyone including Buck cringed at the memory. “I just don’t have a good grasp on relationships.”

“Maybe Y/N can help you with that.” Bobby proposed.

“I’d love that.” Buck’s words slipped out before he could catch them.

The group in front of him looked at each other and shake their heads.

You, however, were smiling wider than ever as you heard the entire conversation from your spot by the stairs.

Of course you batted an eye at the Blonde firefighter, he was cute- very stubborn- but still cute. Not that you’d let anyone else know that… besides Hen and Chim who figured it out as soon as you swooned.

Before anything else was said the DSU sounded and filled the firehouse alerting everyone of a new call. With that everyone went into auto pilot mode and got to work.

But mark their words, nothing will stop your friends from getting you two oblivious firefighters together!

[andersonfilms]

HI I SAW SOMETHING ABOUT FIREFIGHTER ABBY PLEASE GOD PLEASE CONSIDER EMT READER……….. 🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️

HELLOOOOSKDJDJSK FIREFIGHTER ABBY X EMT READER WAIT ……. MY BRAIN LOVES THIS IM-

[ohcaptains]

when firefighter!abby s deep inside me, other hand clamped across my mouth, and growls in my ear "whose pussy is this? huh?" as I cum for the third time, desperately gasping against her 👉👈

n’ she’s still got ash smeared across her thick bicep as she fucks you, watching your eyes roll back as you moan against her hand.

“what was that, baby? can’t hear you,” she smirks, fucking you deeper, faster, hearing your pussy gush around her strap. when she finally takes her hand away, you gasp her name, the sound of it wet and desperate and you moan freely at her.

“abby, m gonna come so hard.” and abby reaches between your bodies, pinching your wet clit. you gasp, “fuck,” as your hips buck up. abby laughs.

“s’mean,” you pout, and she nods, tightening her grip on your thighs and spreading them further. it causes the strap to push deeper, and as you moan at the feel, abby hums, “mm hm, rub it for me pretty girl, wanna watch you get off to me fucking you.”

[toastedkiwi]

Firefighter!Bucky Barnes x 911 Operator!Reader. He keeps flirting with her over the radios. She also has his number- not that she was supposed to take it when he told her it over on one of the channels. They’ve been texting but he doesn’t know what she looks like. It’s essentially a similar story of Buck and Abby from 9-1-1. But she’s much more resistant to his flirting and gives him a hard time.

[whoreforbuckley]

life and death. | evan buckley

paring: fem!reader x evan buckley

requested: no

prompt: “i didn’t want the first time i said that i loved you to be in a life or death situation.” “well it is, and i love you too.”

summary: after a fire ravages reader’s apartment building, Buck finds her, saves her and she tells him that she loves him

rating: PG

warnings: mentions of anxiety and death / dying

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Buck’s POV

The call bell rings just as I’m eating lunch. Hen, Chimney, and Eddie all groan beside me as all of us get up. “Multi alarm fire at the LA Westside apartment complex. Multiple injuries on scene. All available units are needed at the scene.”

LA Westside apartment complex.

As I get my gear on, I look over at Chimney. “Isn’t that your girlfriend’s apartment complex?”  he asks,

“Yeah,” I say, trying to stay focused. She could already be out of the building and safe. I’ll check triage as soon as I get there before I start battling the fire or running into burning buildings to save other people.

I get into the engine, sitting beside Eddie. I put on the headset and buckle up.

Eddie looks over at me as I look out the window. “How you doing, Buckley? Feeling okay?”

“I’m fine, Eddie,” I say without looking at him. “And so is she.”

My best friend says, “You can be worried and have a little anxiety. Just don’t let it get in the way of your job. She’s not the other person that needs to be saved.”

Then I turn my head to look at him. “I can be worried about my girlfriend while doing my job,” I point out. “Wouldn’t be the first time I was worried about something when on a call.” I think back to when I was most worried about Abby’s fiancé in the train crash a last year. I didn’t care about anything else except for him because she would never have forgiven me if I let that man die under my watch.

Eddie throws his hands up in surrender before saying, “I’m just saying. I’m sure we’d all understand if you needed to rest.”

“I can rest after I know she’s safe,” I say.

We pull up to the car. I put on my helmet and get out.

The buildings are all up in flames. People run around the scene while other firefighters try to tackle the blaze. My eyes search the crowd of people in search of my girlfriend.

“Buckley, triage is to your left,” I hear Hen say behind me. I turn my head to see a big blue tent. I make my way over.

I push through the curtains and someone is quick to greet me. “What can I help you with?” the person dressed in light blue scrubs asks me.

My eyes search everyone in the tent before I say, “I’m looking for someone who lives here. Um, Y/N L/N. She lives in apartment 239.”

The nurse or doctor or whatever he is looks at the clipboard in his heads, searching several pages. “I’m sorry but no one with that name has come through here,” he says, making my heart practically drop into my stomach. “Maybe she wasn’t home when the fire started.”

“Yeah, maybe,” I say. “Thank you, Let me know if anyone by that name does come through. I’m a firefighter for the 118. Name’s Evan Buckley.”

He nods at me and I leave the tent.

I’m walking off to find out what my job is when Bobby comes up to me. “Buck, listen to me,” he says. “Eddie just went inside to rescue two females on the second floor. One of them is passed out and the other one is barely awake. One of them fits Y/N’s description, but she’s in very good hands with Eddie.”

My ears perk up when Bobby says that one of the girls fits Y/N’s description. “Cap, I gotta get in there,” I say. “Please.”

Bobby says, “Buck, you will not think rationally if you go in there right now. If Y/N is in there, you’d want her to be saved, right? If you go in there, you could do something to hurt yourself or her.”

Then there’s a small explosion from the second floor of Y/N’s apartment building. I cover my head for a second before I see exactly where the explosion came from. Smoke is coming from Y/N’s neighbors apartment.

I look over at Bobby and say, “I’m going in.”

“Buck-” Bobby begins to say before I cut him off.

“No, Bobby,” I say. “What if it was Athena in there? Or Harry or May? You’d be the first one in there. Let me do this. What if Eddie was hurt in the explosion?”

Bobby looks at me before he hands me an oxygen tank and says, “You better be careful. I don’t want to attend your funeral or visit you in the hospital, again.” I take the tank from him and run inside.

I sprint up the stairs to the second floor. I push through the door on the second floor and am met with flames. They cackle all over the place and smoke practically blinds me. Yet, I’m still able to call out for Eddie and Y/N.

My voice soon becomes hoarse from all the smoke around me. I check every room that I can to make sure they’re not anywhere else.

“Eddie!” I call out.

Then someone calls my name. “Buck? Is that you?” Eddie calls from somewhere. I follow his voice, which leads me into Y/N’s apartment.

***

Your POV

“Eddie!” a male voice calls out.

“Buck?” Eddie calls back. “Is that you?”

Then you look over at the door to see Buck come running into the room. He almost runs over to you, kneeling beside you. “Buck,” you weakly say.

Buck grabs an oxygen mask for you, saying, “Shh. Don’t talk. You’re okay.”

He helps you put the oxygen mask over your nose and mouth. You look up at him, eyes dropping. Your brain is foggy. You can tell you’re about to pass out from the smoke inhalation.

You feel yourself being lifted off the ground. The oxygen tank rests on your stomach as Buck holds you bridal style.

“I’ll take her and you follow me,” Eddie says.

Your best friend is in Eddie’s arms. She’s completely passed out. You covered your face with a wet cloth, which bought you some time.

The firemen leave the apartment with you and your friend. Eddie walks in front of you and Buck. Your eyes are on Buck’s face, which you can see is covered in dirt and what you guess is ash.

As you feel yourself about to become unconscious, you pull off the mask and call Buck’s name. He looks down at you and says, “Put the mask back on, Y/N.”

Weakly, you say, “I need you to know something. I need you to know that I love you.” Then you lose consciousness.

Honestly, you expected to see a bright white light coming toward you when you passed out. You didn’t know how much smoke you had inhaled while you were in your burning apartment.

It shocked you when you wake up and hear a machine beeping. You feel a nasal oxygen tube in your nose that helps you breath. You let out a soft sigh, opening your eyes. You glance around the room before you see someone’s head on your bed, their hands on your right hand.

You swallow before you say, “Buck.” Your voice is raspy, but he hears you clearly. Buck’s head immediately pops up when you say his name.

“Hey, beautiful,” Buck says. “Glad you’re up.” He grabs a cup and holds it out to you. “The nurses told me to give you ice chips as soon as you woke up so this is me doing that. You sound like you need the ice chips.”

As you chew and swallow some ice chips, you notice that Buck’s are are glossing over. “Don’t you dare cry, Buckley,” you tell him. “You cry then I’ll cry and that won’t be good for either of us.”

Buck lifts your hand up, kissing the back of it. The tears fall, wetting his cheeks in the process. “You passed out in my arms, Y/N,” he tells you. “It’s been like a day since the fire and you just woke up. I really thought that I had lost you, that I didn’t get to you in time to save you.”

You frown and say, “Trust me. You’re not getting rid of me that easily, Buck. Even if I died, I’d come back to haunt you. That’s a promise.”

“Sounds more like a threat if you ask me,” Buck jokes. You laugh and Buck puts your hand down. He looks at your hand on the bed. “You, um, told me that I needed to know something.”

“Did I tell you?” you ask, meeting Buck’s eyes.

The corner of his lips rise before he says, “You told me that you loved me.”

Your eyes widen and you say, “I didn’t want the first time I said that I loved you to be in a life or death situation.”

Buck’s thumb runs over the back of your hand before he says, “Well it is. And I love you too.”

Those last five words send you over the edge. You smile but tears roll down your cheeks. Buck wipes away your tears and leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. You let out a light laugh into the kiss before you slowly kiss him back.

The kiss lasts a few moments before Buck pulls back, sitting back down in his chair. “Just so you know, if you need a place to stay,” Buck says. “My door is open. Whether it’s a temporary thing or a permanent thing, that’s up to you but I don’t want you out on the streets.”

You smile at Buck, saying, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think that this is you asking me to move in with you.”

He digs in his pocket for something before turning your hand over and putting something silver in your palm. You look down at the object in your hand, seeing a silver key. “That’s because I am,” Buck says to you.

“I-” you begin to say. “I don’t know what to say.”

Buck smiles and says, “You don’t need to give me a response right now. You’ll be in the hospital for a few days for observation and to make sure your burns are healing okay. We can talk about it when you’re about to get discharged.”

You nod and lift your hand, caressing Buck’s cheek. “Thank you,” you say. “For the key and for literally saving my life.”

“I’d save your life a thousand times if it meant being with you until we’re both old and rolling around in wheelchairs,” Buck tells you.

And he meant it.