#firefighter!marlene

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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE FIREFIGHTER AU WITH MARLS 🙏🙏🙏🙏

I HEAR YOU AND I SECOND ☝️🤞 i'm taking this opportunity to utilise a genuine real thing that happened with my wife and i recently to fulfill the fantasy of firefighter!marlene – you're welcome and please don't judge me.

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i will ARGUE for prompt 59 "firefighter au" with marlene mckinnon

carina's 2k celebration

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cw: fem!reader, use of y/n, roommate!mary that has adhd, implied anxiety, flustered!reader, background marylily, embarrassed reader, marlene flirting on the job

wc: 2k

For a few hours there, you were ready to write this down as the worst day of your life.

Sharing a flat with your best friend was beyond a dream, and most days Mary was the most wonderful roommate you could ask for. She is one of the best cooks you know and she happily trades you cleaning up the common areas for making you dinner most nights. Her girlfriend, Lily, is a wonderful presence in the flat and the three of you have already established a tradition of wine night every Sunday. It was great.

There was mostly one problem – landlords in London were not known for being reasonable, and for the first while of living here, you were only given one set of keys. He had insisted that because "you girls are such close friends" you could get around with only one.

You knew he was just too lazy to have a copy made, but you weren't legally allowed to get it copied yourself without his permission. Thus far, it had been an endless back and forth over mail, and until you resolved it with him, you, Mary and occasionally Lily had to get by with this one key.

Which worked well until this wonderful Thursday afternoon where Mary walked downstairs to open the main entrance door for you because she had the keys – and promptly forgot the keys inside.

While in the middle of cooking dinner.

First floor flat with the window cracked open, just too high for you to climb into, and the keys locked inside with the dinner on the stove.

In other words, you were fucked.

“I've never had to call the fire department before.” Your voice was strained with anxiety as you walked back and forth before your front door, biting your nail beds until they bled.

Mary sat on the pavement with her head in her hands. She was more embarrassed than she would like to admit – more so about her ADHD making her forgetful than about the fact that she sat in her "I HEART MILFS" pyjama t-shirt in public. The first part you thought was no problem, but the second one was making you a little red faced as people walked by.

“Believe it or not, neither have I,” Mary replied defeatedly. “Can't be that bad, can it? Oi, stop that.”

She had noticed your biting. You merely switched hands before continuing. “What even is the protocol? What do you say, what–”

Your potential tirade was cut off by the sound of sirens. Your shoulders hiked up like you were preparing to be sent into the fire yourself, ready to face off against this 40-something-year-old man with a gruff personality you imagined stepping off the truck. 

Around the corner came the large fire truck, and already opening the passenger door and hanging half-out was – the most beautiful girl you had seen.

Suddenly you understood why people fancy uniforms. She was of average height and around your age. Her blonde hair was all messed up in a way most hairdressers could only dream of achieving purposefully, with baby pink streaks near the bottom around her shoulders. You could see her white top and suspenders through her zipped down uniform jacket. A huge grin warmed her face as she set her eyes on you, jumping down from the truck while it was still slowing down and smoothly striding up to you. 

You became acutely aware that you almost had your thumb in your mouth and promptly dropped it, staring at her.

“Evening, ma’am. You called?” The firefighter asked as she came up to you, teeth showing as she smiled.

It took you a minute to register that you were the ma’am in question. “Yes! I did- uh, we did.” You stumbled over your words, pointing over at Mary who was getting up from the curb with an entertained expression. 

The goddess herself lifted an eyebrow as she looked at you, crossing her arms over her chest. You couldn’t see much through the uniform, but you could see from the way she carried it and herself that she was strong.

“And?” She asked, words coated with a small laugh.

You could kick yourself.

“Sorry, sorry,” you laughed nervously, looking past your firefighter to where her colleagues were clambering out of the truck – four are too many to send for this, right? “Sorry, I’m just a bit stressed. Uh, my name is Y/N, over there is my roommate Mary. We live in flat 101 up there and unfortunately managed to get locked out while cooking dinner. Could we use your ladder to climb up through the opened window or something? We don’t want to be a bother.”

Her gaze never left you, a certain mirth dancing in her striking blue eyes. “Right, lovely to meet you, darling. Name’s Marlene, over there we have my crew James, Sirius and Remus. We’ll get this right sorted for you, you're no bother.”

She turned ever so slightly to wave and shout something to the boys by the truck as they started stretching out the ladder to reach the window. Meanwhile you looked at Mary with an expression you hoped read “HELP”. The absolute menace of a girl that she was had the audacity to laugh at you, pulling her phone up to type furiously, presumably updating Lily on the situation.

You were startled out of feeling sorry for yourself as Marlene came back up to you. “What is it you’re cooking up there?”

You turned to Mary, glad to be able to defer the question as your face became increasingly warmer beneath her gaze.

“I was just starting on some biryani,” she supplied, a bit abashed herself.

“Good taste.” Marlene grinned between you. “Biryani’s a bit tough to burn, so we’ve probably not got an emergency on our hands. Either way, I’ll be quick.”

To your half-delight half-horror, Marlene zipped her uniform jacket the rest of the way down and began taking it off. You made a guffawing sound that caught her attention and made her look up at you through her lashes as she shimmied out of it. “Everything alright, princess?”

"I– you really don't have to climb up, Marlene, we can do it. It's our mess." You hoped she saw past your flustering to see your genuine concern.

Marlene just laughed heartily. "It's my job to climb up and down that ladder, I think it's fine. Can't risk injuring a pretty girl like you."

Before you could respond, one of her colleagues whose names you had already forgotten, came up beside her and slapped a hand on her shoulder. “Marls, don’t kill the poor girl before we get her back in her flat.” He flashed you an equally dashing smile. “I’m James. Just say the word if you need protection from this one.” He jutted his thumb in Marlene’s direction, and she promptly hung her uniform jacket on it.

You're not sure what emboldened you, but past all your blushed stuttering you managed to say, "Thanks James, but I don't think I want protection on that front."

Marlene’s smile turned genuine as she turned back to you and started walking backwards to the ladder that the others had now positioned just below your window. “Good to know.” She winked at you before starting her ascent on the ladder.

“Where’s your kitchen, darling?” Marlene called while halfway up. Her biceps were flexing beneath her tight white top, on full display while her uniform trousers hung low on her hips. You had to shake your head to not be distracted.

“Just to the right when you go through the window,” you called back. You swore you heard a mumbled “thanks princess”.

You did hear some snickering behind you and turned over your shoulder to see Mary whispering with the tallest of the firefighters, one with tawny hair and some mean scars across his nose. They were looking at you and covering their mouths slightly, entertainment written all over their features.

“Making friends, Mary?” you asked, raising an accusatory brow.

“Just following in your footsteps, princess,” she replied, earning a laugh from the other firefighter before he schooled his face beneath your gaze.

You swear you could have kicked Mary if it wasn’t for these literal officers around you.

“I’m in!” Marlene called out jovially as she climbed in through your window and disappeared out of sight. Your attention was immediately drawn to her again.

“Would you mind going up to your flat door, sweetheart?” James asked as he began pulling the ladder down with the last firefighter's help, the one with dark long curls. “For when Marls opens it?”

Upon the request, your legs moved on their own accord up your one flight of stairs, seemingly drawn to where Marlene was. When you made it to your flat door, your first moment alone, you held your face in your hands and schooled your breathing. Too many things to be embarrassed over happened back to back and you were about to be put through even more.

Before you were quite able to gather yourself, your front door opened with a flourish. With one hand still on the handle and the other dangling your keys, Marlene stood before you, grinning. “Fancy meeting you here, princess.”

“Thank you,” you breathed out, beyond relieved to finally see the inside of your flat. You took the keys she held out to you. "Really Marlene, thank you so much, you're an actual lifesaver."

Her expression softened slightly, lips falling into a more genuine smile, though her air of bravado remained. You were beginning to wonder if that was just how Marlene was. 

“Does this happen to you girls often?” She asked with a raised brow, crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned on your doorframe. You tried and failed not to look at the flex of her muscles.

“No, this was a first for us both. Long day, apparently.” You scratched the back of your neck, trying to laugh it off. Marlene’s eyes followed the movement. 

“Don’t be embarrassed, darling, it can happen to the best of us,” she said then, reassuring hand reaching out to squeeze your shoulder. “If it ever is to happen again, call us up on 999 like you did today, yeah?” Then, she took a step closer and handed you one of your own post-it-notes with an unfamiliar handwriting across it. “But if you ever want a more personalised course in fire safety, then this number is much more effective.”

You took the note from her with trembling fingers and when you looked up at her, you couldn’t help the wide smile that took over your face. Her energy was contagious. 

“I sure will.” Your voice was barely a whisper, slightly in awe.

"Great way to start my night then," she said with a wink before swinging past you with an elegance no one should be able to possess in those clunky trousers. "See you around, princess."

As Marlene disappeared from sight and you heard the loud friendly laughter downstairs from her and her friends, you entered your flat. She had turned off the stove and put the pan aside, nothing burned past the point of saving.

With a sigh, you dropped down on your kitchen table, glancing out through the still-opened window. There, Marlene was already looking up at you while hanging out of the firetruck, much like she had been earlier. She waved wildly at you, blowing you a kiss.

You though then that maybe, just maybe, this didn't wind up being the worst day of your life after all.

Though you would be getting endless shit for it from Mary and Lily for the foreseeable future.

[mymoonss]

Just For One Day by mymoons

marauders au inspired by 911

summary:

Sirius Black moves back to LA after being away for so long. His main reason is to see his sister again after 9 years but there's also another reason that no one would expect.

tags:

[e-regcanswim]

i need an au where james, marlene and frank are firefighter buddies

[insecuregodcomplex]

im actually genuinely unsure how Owen would have survived that flashover

[lucethemoonwitch]

Right, okay... firefighter!marylily is my new WIP apparently

Guilty as sin by TSwift is Lily's song by the way

[ttroubledwaters]

marauders as occupations youd never think of them for but kinda makes sense (in my opinion)

James: head chef

Sirius: barber

remus: landscape architects

Peter: streamer

Marlene: baker

lily: mixologist

mary: biomedical scientist

pandora: debator

evan: dancer

regulus: surgeon

barty: firefighter

dorcas: art director

[vomits0cutely]

Mary: what did you want to be when you were younger?

James: I wanted to be a F1 driver

Marlene: I wanted to be a firefighter or a musician

Lily: I wanted to be a painter or an author

Mary: I wanted to be a model

Sirius: I wanted to be loved

Peter: I wanted to be a teacher

Remus: an astronaut or a doctor

Dorcas: movie star

James: what about you Mary?

Mary: oh! I wanted to be a nurse or a doctor

[diamondmeadow]

☽ fics by diamondmeadows ☾

The list can be found under the cut.

ᥫ᭡ shirt. (E / 1,700 words) James Potter x Sirius Black

James thinks he is better at shopping than Sirius. Oh boy, is he wrong. But it still doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy it. In his own way.

★ ★ ★

ᥫ᭡ i shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. shall i part my hair behind? do i dare to eat a peach? (E / 5,092 words) Remus Lupin x Regulus Black

How a simple (in rather exaggerated terms) gesture of one good brother to another sets off an avalanche. An avalanche of peaches. And feelings that inevitably come along when you end up fucking your long-term crush slash best mate’s little brother with them.

★ ★ ★

ᥫ᭡ ante meridiem. (E / 11,036 words) ❇︎ multichapter WIP James Potter x Sirius Black - written for reverse prongsfoot big bang

An art block can be a bitch and sometimes resolving it requires radical solutions. Like reuniting with your long lost best friend. Falling in love. Or perhaps just remembering old love that has never expired in the first place.

★ ★ ★

ᥫ᭡ M.A.T.E.[s] (E / 31,450 words) James Potter x Sirius Black x Remus Lupin - written for marauders omegaverse fest 2024

Remus has been single for years, and his solitary heats are getting worse and worse with every passing year. His friends can't stand it anymore and, after a great amount of convincing, sign him up for a matchmaking agency. He never expects to get anything out of it, distrustful of the strangers' techniques to find him a partner. Remus is determined to terminate the contract after a single date. But several dates later, he realises he might have been caught in a trap. He keeps coming back to meet more people.... well, to see James and Sirius, really, a charming duo working at the agency itself. Not that he can be matched with any of them. Not that he can stop himself from dreaming about it.

★ ★ ★

ᥫ᭡ skirt. (E / 3,608 words) Sirius Black x Remus Lupin - written for wolfstar bingo 2024

The one in which Sirius loses a bet. The one in which a skirt becomes a punishment. The one in which a skirt becomes a reward.

★ ★ ★

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆Set Me On Fire Series⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ - a firefighter Sirius universe Sirius Black x Remus Lupin

ᥫ᭡ set alight. (G / 1,271 words)

After this encounter Remus Lupin has very mixed feelings about fire and arson.

ᥫ᭡ sparks on aisle 4. (E / 4,973 words)

When Remus is accidentally reunited with Sirius at the grocery shop where he works at part-time, he never expects the flame that started burning between the two of them four months ago to be rekindled in this way.

★ ★ ★

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆Take Care Series⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ - gridr fwb universe Sirius Black x Remus Lupin

ᥫ᭡ every time you leave, i wanna go. (E / 6,118 words) ❇︎ multichapter WIP

A story of Sirius Black, a 28 year old sound technician at the royal national theatre, and Remus Lupin, a 27 year old book shop assistant, hooking up without wanting and expecting a thing. But how it often happens, things just don't always go to plan.

ᥫ᭡ every cliché is a little true (or a lot). (T / 1,087 words)

Sirius knows he shouldn't be standing in front of Remus' flat to wish him happy birthday. They stopped shagging a couple of months ago, Remus has a boyfriend now, and there's no more room for that brilliant sex they were having. But it's really hard to keep his promise to stay away from the other when it's not only about sex for him anymore.

★ ★ ★

ᥫ᭡ A Lesson in Manners cowritten with @thistlecatfics (E / 6,682 words)

Despite the very clear wishes of the master of the house, Grimmauld Place keeps letting Draco inside. It doesn’t help that Harry keeps inviting him over too. It certainly doesn’t help that Draco and his godson have… something going on. Sirius needs to teach him some manners.

★ ★ ★

ᥫ᭡ ain't nobody. (T / 6,172 words) Sirius Black x Marlene McKinnon - written for potterverse gift exchange 2023

 A story of an unexpected reunion with even more unexpected results.

★ ★ ★

ᥫ᭡ a friend for life. (G / 701 words) Sirius Black & Marlene McKinnon

This is what Marlene sees on the platform 9 ¾ when she is eleven years old and about to ride the Hogwarts Express for the first time. This is who she becomes fast friends with. First friends with. Forever friends with.

★ ★ ★

[crescenthistory]

Reading Fireman AU Marlene while listening to this song had me feeling things

lesbian song from a lesbian show while reading a lesbian fic 🙏 it’s the only way to do tbh

[sixlane]

sense8 au.....lane........what r we thinking....what is everyone's vocation..what perk does every1 bring into the group.......

ino the way this au could be everything to me. it’s so fucking good. okok so i think there are a few parallels between some characters so i will point to those but also make some up for myself hehe.

barty has obvious wolfgang energy as you’ve already pointed out. so so smart but he uses it for evil. they are the same. he’s a criminal who is great at picking locks and street fighting, staying cool in high stress situations.

and the opportunities for bartylily here are SO RIPE with lily as a kala-like character. she and her family have expectations for her but DAMN that criminal is hot as fuck. i could definitely see her as a chemist building bombs and shit.

ok and reg is very sun to me. because of the corrupt black family, and he’s kinda running the show but he’s also the scapegoat and sacrificial lamb figure. so yeah let him be a badass underground mma mastermind too. but he’s also very levelheaded and meticulous so he’s bringing that to the table.

then there’s evan. who is a doctor to me. so he’s bringing precision and knowledge of the body. which helps in knowing how to patch people up but also how to incapacitate quickly. i think he does a lot of the dirty work with barty and they make a good if not unlikely team.

dorcas my love. she’s a model probably and kinda has the fame going a little like lito. i think she is extremely confident and direct and even manipulative because she can read people so well. she can get into anywhere just by bullshitting and being pretty.

marlene is here too in my mind. i kinda see her as a small town farm hand or something like that. she’s so handy and can build almost anything from scraps. this is about to sound so funny but like if you’ve seen the lego movie she’s like that. can scan a room and identify anything as useful and make due with whatever’s around her. she and dorcas want to kiss so bad.

james is such a will figure. like the glue of the group. he’s a firefighter (because i’d never make him a cop) and a devoted public servant. he’s super strong and he can hold his breath for a long time (idk if this is something firefighters can do. but it seems like it should be)

and my last little guy will be remus. he’s a professor of renaissance art at a prestigious university BUT in his youth he was an expert forger of any an all things. he’s left that life behind of course. but he still gets a thrill from making things for himself from time to time. he has a photographic memory too. just for fun.

THIS IS SO LONG MY BAD. i had much to say. i need your thoughts please please share!!!!!

[resident-gay-bitch]

this is an apporopriate halloween vibe i suppose - romantic prongsfoot ficlet - firefighter james & psycho sirius :)

james sighed, pulling up his pants and snapping the suspenders over his shoulders. he reached into his locker for his jacket, slinging it over his forearm before grabbing his phone to switch off for work.

“evening, sarg.” marlene saluted him as she walked past, james shook his head with a smile, scolding her for cutting the sleeves off her shirt yet again.

“mckinnon.”

“it’s a slow day… first to fifteen in basketball?”

“you’re on.” he grinned, “give me ten to clock in.”

“gotcha.” she winked and sauntered out of the locker rooms.

right as he switched his phone on silent, a picture of sirius and himself popped up on his phone screen, of them hugging and smiling, drunk off their arses with feather boas around their necks. james smiled to himself and quickly answered the phone.

“hey, pads.” he said, sticking his phone between his ear and shoulder so he could sort out the rest of his stuff as he talked, “what’s up?”

“you’re about to get to work, right?” his voice sounded a little hoarse, like he’d been crying.

james immediately felt concerned, freezing in place to listen. he’d drop everything for his best friend (and totally not the guy he was in love with) if he so much as just asked.

“… yeah, lucky you caught me. i was about to switch my phone off to clock in, actually.”

“okay, good…” sirius swallowed, “suit up and come to my house.”

“wh- sirius, i’m working… is this an emergency?”

“yes.” sirius said again, and james dropped everything and took the phone into his hands.

“what happened, are you okay?”

“i’m fine, james… i’m wonderful.” he sighed, and he sounded so. he also sounded high as fuck, “i need you to come to mine… and perhaps you should bring an ambulance.”

“sirius?” james practically screached, rushing through the building for his desk for the emergency line, “what’s going on? what happened? are you okay?”

“reggie and i…” sirius took a moment and inhaled, “we did something bad, james.”

“b-bad?” james swallowed, punching in sirius’ address and alerting the paramedics, “siri- pads, what’s going on?”

“it’s so beautiful.” sirius actually giggled, “so bright, and warm… we did it, james. we did it.”

james felt his stomach fall out from underneath him, his heart practically fluttering in his chest, “sirius you…”

“are you coming, jamie? i need you.”

james shook his head sent off a siren throughout the firehouse, punching in the address for the trucks, and set himself into action, “i’m coming, pads-“ he hauled himself into the front seat of a truck, marlene driving beside him, “i’m coming, okay? stay calm-“

“i’m calm, james.” sirius muttered, “i think this is the most calm i’ve ever been, except when i’m with you.”

james ignored the way that punched at his gut, directing marlene through the streets, “okay, you’re away from the fire? are you injured, pads…” he pulled the phone away from his ear to look at the black smog wafting though the sky a few streets down.

it was massive, the fire.

marlene sped up.

“sirius, i’m almost there- you’re outside?”

“i’m waiting for you, jamie.” he muttered, “on the foot path, by the little tree, just like always.”

“i’ll be there, stay safe, padfoot.”

he tried to calm his nerves, blocking out the sound of marlene radioing the station, asking for more backup. they pulled around and onto grimmwald place to see the black house up in an angry flicker of flames, dark smoke polluting the sky above… and sirius sitting there on the footpath, where he said he’d be.

he’s covered in soot and his hairs a little greasy and he’s got regulus sitting beside him, under his arm, his head on his big brothers shoulder. james hung up the phone and tossed it onto the dash before jumping out of the still moving vehicle.

he ran straight for sirius.

sirius stood, patting regulus on the shoulder as he did, and james full body slammed into him before checking his face over, “sirius… sirius look at me- are you okay? what happened? are you okay?”

“james…” sirius said, a saddened smile on his lips as james’ hands came up to cradle his thin cheeks. tears welled in his watercolour eyes, his bony hand reaching up to hold james’ wrist and keep it there, “jamie… they’re gone.”

james furrowed his brow, looking over to the burning house, his coworkers kicked into action and trying to put out the monstrous fire, and he looked back to sirius, then it clicked.

“you… you killed them, didn’t you?” he whispered, “your parents?”

sirius nodded his head, “they were going to hurt reggie, james… hurt him like they hurt me.” he shook his head, voice too calm for someone going though all this, “i couldn’t let them any longer, so we… we lit the lounge, and bedrooms with candles, and the flames caught on the hideous curtains and… well, they didn’t make it out, jamie.”

james looked him over, his best friend -the man he loves - he looked him over, and ran his thumb over sirius’ cheek to catch a tear, and he smiled.

“you finally did it, huh?”

sirius smiled and nodded, “are you proud of me, jamie?”

james nodded and shushed them, “yes- you can’t tell anyone-“

“we made it look like an accident, james. i remember what you told me.”

“good.” james sighed, “you’re insane, the both of you.”

“they’re gone, jamie.” sirius smiled, tipping his head to the side and gripping james’ wrist tighter, his thumb soothed over the goosebump skin and smeared black ash, “they can’t hurt me anymore.”

“no.” james shook his head, “i know.”

it felt so fucking good to know.

“i’m free.” sirius smiled, running his hands up james’ arms, “i’m so free.”

“yeah, pads… i know.”

sirius smiled and sighed and grabbed james on either side of his neck and pulled. he pulled until they were kissing, and james melted.

“i’ve wanted to do that for years.” sirius smiled, kissing james again, “thank you for waiting, jamie-“

“wait, you knew?” he stepped back, stunned, eyes as wide as his glasses.

sirius smiled, reaching out to wipe soot from james’ face, where his black dusted nose brushed james’ cheek, “of course, jamie, you’re my best friend.”

“oh.” james stared for a moment before breaking out into a grin, “well, not anymore i’m not.” and he kissed him again.

“it’s great you finally got your snog, sarge,” marlene called out from behind him, “but how about some help, yeah?”

“shit, right, fire.” james nodded, pulling away from sirius with one last little kiss, and giving regulus a quick embrace and a kiss to the top of his head, “stay right there, love! and let the paramedics look you over.”

sirius scrunched up his nose and shoed james off as he ran straight into the thick of it, right behind marlene.

yeah, everybody kinda knows that james is in love with a psycho, and it’s true, he certainly is.

but only a few know that sirius is in love with one too.

[blossom-sims]

Marlene's neighbours are two roomates, a firefighter and an inventor which makes for some entertaining nights.

[liberty-mutual-138]

Sorta bored, but how would you visualize on how if Oz would meet Marlene? Like, did he just accidentally adopted her in his head? 👀

Ooooooo Ive been trying to think about this. It’s not really fleshed out, so apologies for that! I didn’t wanna misrepresent Marlene!

Obviously there’d be more detail than what I have, but if you have any ideas, lay it on me!

I could imagine that the two of them were in the same government facility, Marlene on a mission (or something) and Oz trying to find Jenny.

Marlene would find Jenny laid out in a cell, clearly being terrified for her life. She’d break open the cell door and pick up Jenny over her shoulder (fyi; Jenny is paralyzed from the waist down).

Marlene would be doing Marlene stuff ™️ while trying to figure out what to do with the crying child in her arms.

Oz’s paternal instincts would kick in and he’d hear the crying. He’d sneak up on Marlene, and hold the gun up to her head, telling her to put Jenny down.

Jenny would vouch for Marlene, telling Oz that she saved her. Oz isn’t a trusting person, but would take Jenny’s word. There would be reinforcements coming in and the three will be sealed into the building. So Oz puts Jenny into a cabinet (💀), and Marlene and Oz get into a firefight.

After a shit ton of guys, they get out of the building and Oz ushers the two into his fucking convertible. Dudebro would floor it, completely forgetting about Marlene for about 100 miles, until he turns around to the back seat and asks the girls if they’re hungry and wanted to stop at Mcdonald’s or something.💀

[ofsensiblefight]

@sympatheticdispatcher 

A meaningful life to get burned. 

Perfect life, the career, the wife, the family. You could have everything you ever wanted only for a history; a past person you used to be come crashing out before you. Judd knew who he was now was nothing to the man he was in his more so playboy ways. Before he met Grace. The day she helped him through a call, the day he heard her voice the calmness in her tone, her optimism that it would be okay. He knew with that twisting in his gut that she was someone special. That was the day he fell and the day he had become whipped for her. 

Grace was his love, the women he would always go to bat for, the day she was in the hospital after her car wreck had been the worse day of his life. He wanted to grow old with her. She made him better, the best version of himself. He never felt that fear before; the fear that they may have had their last kiss, last hug. That he held her for the last time. It was a fear he held inside of him. And now that fear had subsided, but it also had returned with the news he had to break to her. His past was aiming at him, to bite him in the ass. Judd could admit before Grace; before being a firefighter he was jumping ride to ride from town to town, he was flirting with any girl that was willing to give him attention. And he slept around; only one night stands. But still he had always been careful; or so he thought. Until the kid showed up at the firehouse, and at first I thought it was a harmless kid, wanting to learn more about the business of being a firefighter. Of the tools we used to save a life; it never crossed his mind that he was why the kid Whyett was here. Yeah from a glance the eyes reminded himself of a young Judd, but no it was impossible. Even when Whyett had uttered the words; I’m your son, my mother and you had a night together years ago. He felt stunned, he felt confused his mind kept racing back to that time, who? Even when the boy uttered her name “ Marlene Harris.” The name didn’t ring a bell, and honestly if the accusations were true; was I the dick who didn’t remember a women I slept with? 

I didn’t know the answer; I had kept this news to myself for days. Judd had discreetly let one of the doctors run a DNA test on his behalf; he ensured it was someone who wouldn’t cross paths with Grace. She needed to hear about his sins from him; not the voices of rumors. He had just gotten off the call; as he dragged his feet out of his truck. Loud clicks of the door shutting as he let the phone drop into his jacket pocket. The navy blue hitting the skin of his arms. 

He was the father; it was true. He couldn’t imagine the shake this news would cause for himself, for his wife and their newborn child; Charlie had a brother; and he was the idiot that let countless years pass by. Judd didn’t want to lie to Gracie, he knew it would backfire, she also had the ability to know when he was inner spiraling on his own. He recalled that morning when he laid awake in their bed, his arms pushed to his sides, as he stared at the ceiling. Wondering thoughts of what ifs; she had her dark hues on him as she asked. “ Jud.. are you okay? What’s on that mind of yours?” In that sweet voice that bought the calmness within the storm. He had brushed it off; uttering a lame excuse. “ Rough call last shift, I’m okay. Get some sleep baby.” He forced a lingering grin as he tilted his head down to her; pressing a linger graze of his lips against her forehead. “ I love you.” True words he did, more than anything. That’s why right now he felt like he was wobbly off his feet, each step felt like pain. The thought of disappointing her; the women he loved. 

Hand ran along the nob of the door, as he pushed his frame inside. As soon as he closed the door behind him, he had scanned the living room, kitchen no sign of her. “ Gracie.” He called; as he followed up. “ I need to tell you something.” Something that might alter our life; but that thought was kept to himself.

[letrune]

In 508 GCE, after two years of gruelling fights, the Xiltuk Alliance was brought to it's knees.

"It was insane." Commander Il-thu-3 said on our interview. The commander had been the leader of the Xiltuk armed forces and then the peace talks. "We got used to wars lasting for two or three months, maybe even half a year, but this... This was too much.

Our marines fought on the human colony of Vega Prime in the first landfall, but did not expected such resistance."

"I remember, I was just 19 and lived on a farm with my grandmother." Marlene Yariks, the "Prairie Partisan of Vega Prime", said. She is now 41, mother of two. "The Xiltuk ships landed without warning. I hopped into a ditch when they first started shooting and faked being dead. They were soon in a firefight with the local police, so I threw rocks at one of the marines. His head broke, and I took up his rifle. I haven't even thought about it, just ran between the farm houses. That was when I rounded up the nearby boys and girls, and we grabbed as much ammunition and food as we could. We got away before the first bombers arrived."

The space combat was slow as both nations moved forces towards planets, so Vega Prime became the main combat zone. The landfall, while successful, had shown to Xiltuk that humans are very resilient.

"We kept bombing military centers, yet there were always a soldier somewhere." Aki-la-2, a Xiltuk marine said. "I swear to the twin suns, the humans could hide four soldiers behind two twigs and a rock. We had been there for a month when we started running low on morale. The humans did not even raided the supply lines yet. We occupied a few city blocks and were in firefights, but we could not go on without bombing a whole building down. We just could not do it."

"I was in the house when it collapsed." Robert Alkemeyer, 73 said. "I think the Xiltuks... or the blobs as we called them... had blown up the upper floors. The whole building just... fallen over us. There were like ten of us, and none... none of us soldiers. We lived on canned food and stale water for three months before the front lines allowed ours to rescue us."

"We just could not fight." Aki-la-2 stated. His head hung in shame. "After the third month, we just could not keep going. Every window, a sniper hides there. Every building blown up gave them more resiliance.

I remember, my commanding officer had been on a tour to investigate the front line. We haven't had any assault on us for weeks, and all of us were uneasy. We barely could breathe any more, being afraid that any moment now, a dozen partisans will round the corners with a tank.

This officer came in, said that we have to keep put, keep the lines, more soldiers will arrive. I do not know who fired the first shot, but I remember I shot him three times. I wanted to go home."

"We were hiding in the tall wheat when we first saw that, a whole column of Xiltuk armoured cars just stopping, and soldiers running and starting to gorge themselves on wheat." Marlene said. "There were like five of us and a hundred of them. They were like locusts, just eating the raw wheat. Some officer shot into the air, to which another shot him. He stood there, his blaster shaking, and then he started crying: 'I want the war to be over already! I want my wife back!'. I never forget his face, the way it lit up. Years later I learnt it was how they cried."

"On the fourth month, we started bombing military installations in the Regalos sector." Admiral Herz Pataky stated. "Within two weeks, we had multiple messages from Xiltuk civilians and lower level officers, pointing out military bases we could not see or they want separate peace or begging us to stop the bombardments, they give up. An entire city had declared they rather be occupied than endure the war any more."

"In the fourteenth month, the frontlines moved towards the Xiltuk nation. National fervour and morale dropped faster than the humans could bomb anything." Commander Il-thu-3 stated. "I remember, I had been looking over the map when I got a call. It was my mother, crying, saying that she can't bear it any more. Everyone was lethargic, the police were barely able to keep the rioting, factories shut down, high level officials were taken to hospitals with depression.

Within my own flagship we had multiple grumbles about desertion, and I could accept it. I was in one group of officers who considered simply giving up and negotiating peace. We still had plenty of food but we could not bear being separated from home that long.

Then i learnt that the human prisoners of war, kept in our holding bay, were busy playing some fictional ballgame, like they were on vacation."

In the eighteenth month, Xiltuk civilians, police and soldiers sat down before all the government buildings of the Alliance' homeworld, demanding the end of war. Politicians were beaten up by civilians, multiple officers built a makeshift court of war crimes on Xiltuk political and military leaders, hanging four of them before the newly elected committee declared they will sue for peace. Human forces barely even crossed the borders and bombed four planets when the Xiltuk alliance collapsed due to interplanetary strikes.

Humans have always been endurance hunters. We can endure untold physical, psychological, and emotional trauma. Being so unexceptional, we are mocked by the intergalactic community until war shows how terrifying it is to simply… endure.

[readinginthereadyroom]

more 911 people

- 6x02 Crash & Learn

Porter at the gopher incident

Rosen walking into happy convention

Julie at happy convention, dark brunette, bangs, brown eyes; Perez; Patrick at convention lifting frankie up

6x05 home invasion - list of dispatchers

linda bates, josh russo, rashida marvel, marlene, jamal, henry, moira

list of firestations - 133, 142, 126,

6x06 tomorrow - capt byron yim (yellow turnouts) - firefighter for the PAAL "campus" -

PFD = PAAL fire dept

PAAL = Polytechnic Applied Aerodynamics Laboratory

PFD = barry, nina = named; lucus, gama, tim? - turnout names

118 = porter

karen coworker - zainab, colton (injured leg and concussion), alvin (caused the explosion), hitu (lost an arm)

cursed (911 6x07)

ortiz, fabrizio at new age shop

red flag (911 6x09) - there's a dispatcher named cedric

118 firefighter quintana

in a flash (911 6x10)

ortiz, roberson, metson, ericson, ramos, wharton, paterson?

bobby says hendrix, meyers, perez at rain scene

metson, ericson at buck rescue

in another life (911 6x11) coma! capt of the 118 is righetti

recovery (911 6x12) maddie mentions julie rosen checking in on buck. is she a firefighter?

detective phelps at the winding path fire. 133 responds

mixed feelings (911 6x13)

ericson at the hair salon

rosen at the poker game. female, dark short hair and bangs. she's part of the 118

chief williams and capt mehta are there

mehta's first name is jeshan

performance anxiety (911 6x14) at the LAFD academy - fabrizio, metson, cobb, peer group instructor ravi pannikar

novak, ledbetter,

plaque at the academy of deceased firefighters

somebody --antus

taylor somebody

danielle marksby 2007

natalie somebody

somebody --arque

kevin lee 2005

bethany somebody

somebody --dwa

lee tescano, 2004

death and taxes (911 6x 15)

melton the police officer grilling athena

luann police medical examiner

harvey was the female officer athena had watching the suspect

lost & found (911 6x16)

landfill rescue -- turnout said bosko. is this lena?

bobby radios for smith

ortiz, williams

love is in the air (911 6x17)

lucy donato moved to air support

carriage rescue - towne,

pay it forward (911 6x18)

kinard, shore at bridge rescue

towne, west

roemer, barraza, buckley on the turnout lockers --- barraza over han