#marjan x reader

[theoceanandthestars]

TK's Sponsor

Owen Strand x Reader

A/N: My first time writing for 991 Lone star, apologies for any mistakes and the generally poor quality of writing I'm busy but felt like i needed to write :) Hope you enjoy or at the very least don't hate it. Also any requests from 911 and 911 Lone star are always welcome :)

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‘Okay everyone, Great job!’ you called as you paused the music playing in the studio, ‘Just sit where you are for a minute, I have a couple of things to tell you before we do our final dance of the day’.  Seeing the faces of the 5-year-olds taking your friend’s dance class filled your heart with a warmth you hadn’t felt in a while and you couldn’t help the smile that accompanied it.

You hadn’t danced in any professional capacity for years but since your friend, who normally taught the class, was going on vacation for 4 weeks you’d agreed to take over while she was away. This was only the second week of you teaching and you’d been enjoying it far more than you anticipated and had even begun to consider teaching a dance class in your free time. The building in which your friend taught had multiple studios, so the idea of teaching dance again was currently constantly on your mind.

Currently there was only one other class going on at the same time as this one, the 5 to 10 years ballet class, a class that was hugely popular judging by the sheer volume of pink tutus you had seen skurry into the studio early today. The thought made you smile again, you had been one of those pink tutus years ago, and even if parts of your life hadn’t gone the way you had planned you still had dance and the same studio you had danced in all those years ago. It made the building feel homey.

Looking down at all the excited faces in front of you, you carried on telling the class that in 3 weeks’ time you would have a mini recital to show their teacher what you had been doing while she was on vacation. Which was suddenly met with excited shrieks and all the children jumping up and down and running around in excitement. Once again you allowed yourself to smile at the sight before calling them back to sit down. But before you could stop yourself and the children from laughing, their infectious happiness having spread to you, the smell of smoke hit your nose only seconds before the fire alarm began to blare causing absolute havoc in the studio.

‘Okay everyone!’ you shouted loud enough to gather the attention of all the tiny ears currently in the room, ‘I need you all to listen to me very carefully, you need to all grab each other’s hands and we are going to form a big chain and leave the studio, okay?’

‘No need to panic’ you said as the children held on to each other and you started to briskly walk them from the studio, ‘We’re all here together so everything is fine’.

As soon as you made it to the grassy area outside of the building you began counting the children in front of you and once you had triple checked they were all there you finally let out a breath of relief. Although no flames where currently visible the smoke billowing from the building had already garnered the attention of many passers-by, many of whom were clearly ringing the fire department. You turned to Mrs Jenkins who had been teaching the ballet class and was now just a few feet from you.

‘Do you have everyone?’ you asked her hurriedly as the flames began to become visible. Watching as she scanned her eyes over the sheet in front of her your heart suddenly dropped when her face paled.

‘What? What is it?’ you asked.

‘I forgot, one of the girls, Sophie, oh god she’s only 6, she wanted to go to the bathroom, I forgot to get her. She’s still in there!’, the older ladies voice shook as her panic began to set in.

Before you could question what you were doing or consider the risks, you turned to Mrs Jenkins, pushed the clipboard you had been holding into her hands and told her to watch all the kids. Her face suddenly scrunched in confusion before realisation sunk in, but you had already set of at a sprint back towards the burning building.

The flames had now started to lick at the sides of the studio as smoke billowed around the room. The cracking of the beams sending pain hurtling through your ears while the rooms temperature rapidly rose. Despite the thick clouds of smoke, you continued to climb over the fallen parts of the building, ducking and running through the flames towards the direction of the bathroom.

As you made your way through the crimson rooms, your throat burned as you called for the missing girl, only stopping to cough out the smoke you had been inhaling. Finally, you were almost at the bathroom which the flames of the fire had only started to reach.

‘Sophie!’ you continued to scream her name, your throat burning from mixture of the screams and smoke. Suddenly a large crash shook the building, sending you to the floor as wooden beams sent cinder towards your arm.

‘Ahh’ you hissed in pain before forcing yourself up, the sounds of the flames engulfing the building, crackles and the crumbling of the structure filled your ears. Before you could rip her name out of your mouth again, the sounds of sobs reached your ears and fuelled with adrenaline you made your way into the bathroom.

Suddenly you saw Sophie, crouched under a sink in her little pink tutu, her body shaking with sobs as the flames got closer to her. Frantically searching, you found a fire extinguisher outside the door, making a path to get to Sophie.

Finally, she seemed to realise your shouts and her eyes locked with yours as she shot towards where you stood in the entryway.

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The flames began to rise outside the building as the dark grey smoke filled the sky. The children had been gathered around Mrs Jenkins before the 126 had arrived. Immediately, Owen ran towards Mrs Jenkins and the children.

‘My name is Captain Owen Strand I’m with the 126, Is everyone okay here?’ he asked placing his hand on the older lady’s shoulder, but she didn’t respond to him, her gaze fixed on the fire and where you had run into the building with was now.

‘Ma’am?’ he asked finally capturing her attention.

‘She’s still in there!’ Mrs Jenkins exclaimed as her eye movement became rapid and anxiety flared in her chest. Owen took her in as he began to formulate a plan in his head.

‘Who is?’ he began, but before he could ask her the myriad of questions in his mind so that he could plan how to get this person out of the building Mrs Jenkins spoke up again.

‘She ran in there to find one of the girls. She’s been in there too long.’ By now most of the 126 was gathered around their captain, their faces shifting at the realisation that their was two people still in the fire. Owen’s and the rest of the 126’s thoughts were interrupted again, this time by Judd as he shouted that he could see her as he rushed towards the fire.

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You and Sophie had made it most of the way out of the studio, her latched onto your back with her hands and legs wrapped tight around you as her tiny body continued to shake as you manoeuvred through the flames and wreckage. Suddenly the door was in sight and the searing pain in your arm while, worsening by the minute, was forgotten.

You knew that any minute the entire building was going to come down as the fire roared, the building shook and cinder and building materials fell around the both of you. Seizing an opportunity as the flames licked up the walls and revealed a path to the door you sprinted to the door of the building.

The sudden force of the cool air sent you into a fit of coughs as you ran from the building behind you. The lights of the fire engines that had arrived lit the street, which was now darkening, and the crowds of people stared at the sight in front of them.

The first thing you saw though was a firefighter rushing towards the pair of you from the direction of where you had left Mrs Jenkins and the children, shouting to people behind him as he pointed at you both. He reached you both and guided you as you all sprinted towards the group of firefighters, who had sprung into action.

The sound of the crowd clapping and cheering didn’t quiet reach your ears as the adrenaline pumped through your veins. Suddenly you stopped as you reached the paramedics and fire captain. Before you could register anything they were saying, you felt the arms around your neck tighten, causing another fit of coarse coughs to expel themselves. As you turned to Sophie who was clinging on as if her life still depended on it, you realised that one of the paramedics, whose badge read Vega had tried to coax her away from you.

‘It’s okay Sophie your safe now, they need to check if you’re okay sweetheart’, for a second she let go, only to move in front of you and cling to you as she sobbed into your top.  ‘I promise it’s okay now Sophie, the paramedics have to check to see if you’re okay.’

Still, she clung tighter to you, shaking her head.

‘Will you let me check if you’re okay Sophie?’, to your suggestion Sophies shaking slowed, her grip loosened, and her little head nodded momentarily. As you began to check her breathing the paramedic who had since introduced herself as Captain Vega, looked at you questioningly.

‘Miss, you should really let us do that.’ She stated firmly.

‘It’s okay I’m a doctor’, you quickly stated, ‘I was helping a friend out and teaching her class.’ At this information Captain Vega slowly nodded and began handing you equipment.

After you had checked Sophie over and she appeared fine, you were about to move, when a familiar voice stole your attention away from the now much calmer Sophie.

‘Y/N?’ Recognising the voice immediately you turned around to see TK, but before you could respond the fire captain turned to look at TK as he asked, ‘TK, you know this woman?’

‘Yeah, this is Y/N.’ Tk stated before glancing at you in silent questioning, at your nod in response TK continued, ‘She’s my sponsor, and my friend.’

This gathered the attention of most of the firefighters who had since put out the fire and were gathered around the back of ambulance where you stood. Without warning Tk then lunged at you, wrapping his arms around you, which you returned gripping him as tightly as you could. All of a sudden, however, a sharp pain ran up your arm causing you to flinch at the contact and an involuntary hiss to leave your mouth as well as a mumbled curse.

‘Are you hurt?’ questioned TK, scanning you with his eyes and hovering his hands over your arm as his eyes landed on the burns, that now with the light outside you realised where worse that you had realised. He quickly began to work on the burns. ‘Why didn’t you say anything?’

‘I’m fine TK, I’ve lived through much worse, besides they’re first-degree burns, maybe second at a push and I’m a doctor I can put a bandage on a burn.’  You tried to reassure him with a smile but he wasn’t putting up with your answer as he pushed your shoulder forcing you to sit on the back of the rig.

‘Really TK, I’m okay, I promise.’ Looking into his eyes you suddenly realised he looked anxious, causing your heart to drop, you knew exactly where he was about to go with this.

‘Your clearly not Y/N, people who are okay don’t run into burning buildings!’

‘That’s ironic coming from you’, you stated as Tk rolled his eyes, ‘but Tk that wasn’t what this was about, I’m clean, I’m sober and I’m happy. Frankly I wasn’t thinking when I ran in’, he scoffed but the anxiety seemed to have started to dissipate, ‘I promise you T, I just couldn’t leave her there.’

Silence lingered as the pair of you maintained eye contact while TK scanned your face for any hint that you might be lying. You had always hated talking about your addiction but after becoming a sponsor to TK when he moved to Austin, that all changed. It was no secret to Tk that you credited him with your ability to now be open about your addiction and removing the shame that had lingered over you for so long. And being only slightly older than him you had become fast friends and now although you talked about your addictions you spent more time hanging out together than anything.

A cough cut into the silence, breaking your eye contact as your eyes met with the captain you had now seen several times since you had escaped from the fire. The eye contact lingered longer that it should have and eventually his eyes drifted to Tk and a look of astonishment fell on his face.

‘You have a sponsor?’, he asked, brows furrowing.

‘Look dad’, TK began, his shoulders visibly tensing, ‘I would have told you but I didn’t want to jump to conclusions or…’ but before he could continue the fire captain who you were now realising was TK’s dad, whom you had heard so much about.

‘You don’t need to explain TK, I’m proud of you’, seeing TK and his dad like this together after hearing so much about him made your heart melt slightly, seeing how far they had come from the stories Tk had told you when you first met. Suddenly, it hit you that TK’s dad was actually in front of you.

‘Wait your Tk’s dad!’ you exclaimed jumping up from where TK had forced you to sit.

‘That’s me’ he chuckled.

‘It’s lovely to meet you Captain Strand’ you said smiling as you offered your hand to him which he took immediately with a smile matching yours.

‘Please, Its Owen.’ he remarked still holding eye contact with you, him smile shifting slightly into somewhat of a smirk. And it was at this point that you couldn’t help but notice just how attractive the fire captain truly was. It was also at this realisation that you realised just how well and truly fucked you were.

‘Well Owen’, you spoke softly as you looked slightly up at him, aware that your hands where still currently attached, ‘I’ve heard a lot about you.’ You weren’t sure how long the pair of you held each others gaze without saying anything but it was interrupted by another cough, this time TK was the culprit, causing your hands to move.

Both you and Owen turned expectantly towards him only to be met with a flat, ‘No.’ as he began shaking his head, looking between you and Owen.

‘No what?’ You asked in unison with Owen, eyebrows raised and head tilted slightly to the side. However, his was only met with a pointed look from, which shifted between the two of you.

‘I wasn’t’, you started exasperatedly, but before you could defend yourself and claim that you weren’t flirting with his dad, TK continued.

‘You were!’, and in all fairness you were, or at the very least, you were about to. Glancing up from the ground from your scolding once again your eye caught Owen and his silent laughter only caused you to begin giggling. He then turned his scrutiny towards Owen, ‘That goes for you too.’  

But Owen just responded while shrugging, ‘I have no idea what your talking about’.

‘yeah, sure you don’t’, turning to walk away from the two TK was met with the other members of the 126 attempting to hold back their laughter, whose attempts only fell apart under his gaze.

Turning around once he had reached the rest of the 126 he looked at you as you spoke to Owen laughing and standing far too close for TK’s liking.

‘You know they are perfect for each other.’ Stated Marjan, the only one brave enough to break the silence.

‘Marjan has a point, I mean she literally ran into a burning building like some kind of badass superhero’ added Mateo.

‘Which was incredibly reckless’ exasperated TK, ‘come on guys she could have been killed!’

‘Remind you of anyone?’, questioned Judd, causing TK to sigh.

Finally, he conceded, ‘Ok so maybe I’ve thought once or twice that they’re actually very similar.’

‘Only thing she needs to do now’ concluded Matteo, gathering the attention of the 126, ‘is punch someone and she’ll be exactly like Cap’. Matteo’s statement promptly sending the firefighters into fits of laughter.

[purfectstormzz]

Owen Strand they can never make me hate you.

[yjhariani]

*Main kartu pas jaga malem*

Kamu: Gaz, lo megang kartu as ya?

Gaz: Enggak, gue megangnya XL.

Soap: Kemarin gue beli kartu XL, gataunya kegedean.

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[samrsgyi]

Marjan Marwani with a s/o who loves to cook and clean

Cook

- OMG, she is shook to the BITTER END!

- She loves it when you cook

- You cook for the fire house after they come back from some calls, but you mostly cook for your favorite firefighter

- When she's asleep you bring her breakfast in the morning and make her favorite breakfast which is, scrambled eggs, pancakes, waffles, bacon and french toast

- You even head to the firehouse on your days off and bring her your homade food

- One time you brought her a tiny cheesecake you made by yourself and it's filled with whipped cream and butter cream with strawberry filling

(Sorry if I made you hungry 😔)

Clean

When she gets home, she finds the place smelling like polish, laundry clothes

- She thinks it smells beautiful

(Sorry for the weird language)

- She asks you if somebody came over and gave this house a makeover. You say no you did it all by yourself

- She's shocked act first but then starts to come to her senses and says it makes sense

-Overall you being the best boyfriend/girlfriend Marjan could ever ask for

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35 Non-fiction Graphic Novels by BIPOC Authors

Every month Book Club for Masochists: A Readers’ Advisory Podcasts chooses a genre at random and we read and discuss books from that genre. We also put together book lists for each episode/genre that feature works by BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, & People of Colour) authors. All of the lists can be found here.

This Place: 150 Years Retold

Zodiac: A Graphic Memoir by Ai Weiwei with Elettra Stamboulis & Gianluca Costantini

Nat Turner by Kyle Baker

The Talk by Darrin Bell

The Best We Could Do by Thi Bui

I’m a Wild Seed by Sharon Lee De la Cruz

Messy Roots: A Graphic Memoir of a Wuhanese American by Laura Gao

Stamped from the Beginning: A Graphic History of Racist Ideas in America by Joel Christian Gill and Ibram X. Kendi

Wake: The Hidden History of Women-Led Slave Revolts by Rebecca Hall and Hugo Martinez

The 500 Years of Resistance Comic Book by Gord Hill

Good Talk: A Memoir in Conversations by Mira Jacob

The American Dream? A Journey on Route 66 Discovering Dinosaur Statues, Muffler Man, and the Perfect Breakfast Burrito: a Graphic Memoir by Shing Yin Khor

Banned Book Club by Kim Hyun Sook, Ryan Estrada, and Ko Hyung-Ju

In Limbo by Deb J.J. Lee

This Country: Searching for Home in (Very) Rural America by Navied Mahdavian

Mexikid: A Graphic Memoir by Pedro Martín

Monstrous: A Transracial Adoption Story by Sarah Myer

Steady Rollin': Preacher Kid, Black Punk and Pedaling Papa by Fred Noland

Citizen 13660 by Mine Okubo

Your Black Friend and Other Strangers by Ben Passmore

Kwändǖr by Cole Pauls

Worm: A Cuban American Odyssey by Edel Rodriguez

Power Born of Dreams: My Story is Palestine by Mohammad Sabaaneh

A First Time for Everything by Dan Santat

Persepolis: The Story of a Childhood by Marjane Satrapi

Grandmothers, Our Grandmothers: Remembering the "Comfort Women" of World War II by Han Seong-Won

Death Threat by Vivek Shraya and Ness Lee

Palimpsest: Documents From A Korean Adoption by Lisa Wool-Rim Sjöblom

Big Black: Stand at Attica by Frank "Big Black" Smith, Jared Reinmuth, and Améziane

Victory. Stand!: Raising My Fist for Justice by Tommie Smith, Dawud Anyabwile, and Derrick Barnes

The High Desert by James Spooner

They Called Us Enemy by George Takei, Justin Eisinger, Steven Scott, and Harmony Becker

Feelings by Manjit Thapp

The Black Panther Party: A Graphic Novel History by David F. Walker and Marcus Kwame Anderson

Now Let Me Fly: A Portrait of Eugene Bullard by Ronald Wimberly and Braham Revel

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Fatility’s Fic Bakery Masterlist; Multifandomed & OC Menu Updated Pt. Two 7•6•24 𓆰♥︎𓆪

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𓆰♥︎︎𓆪 Welcome To The Bakery 𓆰♥︎𓆪

series (☀︎︎) oneshots (☦︎︎) smut (✞)

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 9-1-1 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Athena Grant.

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↳ Henrietta Wilson.

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↳ May Grant.

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↳ Maddie Buckley.

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↳ Karen Wilson.

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↳ Bobby Nash.

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↳ Edmundo “Eddie” Diaz.

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↳ Howie “Chimney” Han.

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↳ Evan Buckley.

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↳ Ravi Panikkar.

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↳ Albert Han.

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𓆰♥︎︎𓆪 9-1-1: Lonestar 𓆰♥︎𓆪

↳ Tyler “T.K” Kennedy Strand.

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↳ Carlos Reyes.

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↳ Judson “Judd” Ryder.

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↳ Paul Strickland.

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↳ Mateo Chavez.

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↳ Wyatt Harris.

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↳ Owen Strand.

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↳ Gabriel Reyes.

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↳ Tommy Vega.

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↳ Grace Ryder.

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↳ Marjan Marwani.

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↳ Nancy Gillian.

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↳ Kendra Harrington.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Miscellaneous (Artist ++) 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Beyoncé Knowles-Carter.

Tongue, Teeth, &’ Fire. (☦︎︎ - ✞ - light ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n

warnings: possessive (angry???) public makeup oral/fingering (reader receiving), slight dirty talk, adultery, calm dom!bey, shy sub!y/n.

synopsis: she missed you. more than anything, she missed you.

↳ Megan “Thee Stallion/Tina Snow” Pete.

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↳ Solange Knowles.

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↳ Kelly Rowland.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 The Last Of Us 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Ellie Williams.

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↳ Riley Abel.

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↳ Dina.

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↳ Abby Anderson.

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↳ ((Ships)) 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Riley x Ellie

What We Could’ve Had. (☀︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎)

warnings: rewriting endings.

synopsis: what happens if riley hadn’t died? what life would she and ellie have lived?

↳ next episode

↳ Dina x Ellie

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Scream 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Samantha Carpenter

Never Trust The Love Interest. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎ - ✞) x Black Fem!Y/n

warnings: listen to 'What a wonderful world' by Louis Armstrong while reading, ghostface!sam, sub!sam, soft dom!y/n, praise, oral (reader giving), slight!fingering, soft ‘reuinited’ smut, sub worship.

synopsis: legacies make franchises.

↳ Tara Carpenter

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↳ Billy Loomis

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↳ Stu Macher

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Gen V 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Jordan Li.

Bad For Me (☦︎︎ - ✞ - ☹︎??? - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n

warnings: enemies to lovers, car sex, slight humor, possessive dom!jordan, got your tea bitch sub!y/n.

synopsis: jordan hates your guts or wants to rearrange them. they haven’t decided yet. (yes they have).

↳ Marie Moreau

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 The Originals 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Elijah Mikaelson

I choose me. (♫ - ✞ - ☹︎ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n

warnings: breeding kink, soft dom!elijah, hybrid!y/n, desperation, need, man falls first, woman falls harder, soft smut, gentle dirty talk. grab tissues for your eyes and tomatoes for niklaus, it’s time for elijah’s ending.

synopsis: but what about elijah’s happiness?

↳ Freya Mikaelson.

Found Peace. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎ - ✞) x Black Fem!Y/n

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↳ Hayley Marshall

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↳ Rebekah Mikaelson.

A Family Of Her Own. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n

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↳ Niklaus Mikaelson.

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↳ Marcel Gerard.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Wednesday 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Wednesday Addams.

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↳ Morticia Addams.

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↳ Enid Sinclair.

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↳ Larissa Weems.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Challengers 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Tashi Duncan.

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↳ Art Donaldson.

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↳ Patrick Zweig.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Ships 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Art Donaldson x Tashi Duncan x Black Fem!Y/n

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↳ Art Donaldson x Tashi Duncan x Patrick Zweig x Black Fem!Y/n

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↳ Art Donaldson x Patrick Zweig x Black Fem!Y/n

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This List will be updated regularly as I go on. Enjoy the baked goods in Heaven’s Fic Bakery! 🥖🥐🥯🍞🥨🥮🧁🍧🍨🍯

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“Is everyone just so tired of going to work that they just started burning down their offices?” Marjan says after the 3rd call of the day involving arson was over and the team was back at the 126. 

“Something like that,” You reply, hanging up your turnouts in the locker room. “Luckily it’s over, and we can go out and drink!” 

--

30 minutes later, the crew has their usual table and each of them are nursing a different drink. Tequila for you, whiskey for Judd, beer for Mateo and Owen,  mineral water for TK, and plain old bottles for Marjan and Paul. 

“Somehow, all of you know better than to drink Austin’s tap water.” Judd remarks, ordering another round for the table. 

“First of all, that was one of the first things you said to me,” TK replies, “Don’t drink the water here. It’s not good for much else except boiling.” 

“And then, there’s that smell! Ugh, I’m gagging just thinking about it.” Paul pantomimes gagging when your attention is diverted by the suave guy trying to get your attention. 

“Hello there, little lady. How about a drink for the road and then we blow this joint?” He says, winking. 

“How about, no? Never?” This was something you’d never say, if not for the crew behind you. 

“Now that’s not nice. Who do you think sent over those tequilas?” 

“Not you.” It’s hard to keep the venom out of your voice. 

“How about we fix that? Two more tequila shots over here!” 

It’s at this time the banter from your table drops mysterously silent. Even with your back turned, you can tell that multiple stools scrape the floor. At least three voices speak at the same time, but Marjan’s rings out, “Lay off.” Her voice is steelier than you’ve ever heard it. 

“Or what? What are you going to do? Punch me?” 

“No. But I will do this,” she says, turning your face to hers and kissing you. You deepen the kiss, effectively throwing the creepy dude off your back. After a solid 15 seconds, Marjan smiles into the kiss and breaks it off. 

The entire crew is staring at you two with varying degrees of surprise and suggestiveness. Paul leads the way in the latter and Mateo leading the former. 

“That’s one way to get a creeper off your back,” Paul surmises, still keeping his smirk. 

“You okay, Y/N?” Marjan asks, still close enough for you to hear her whisper. 

“I’m good. Thanks.” 

“How about we stop while we’re ahead, and blow this popsicle stand, as they say,” Owen says, pulling on his jacket. You can tell what he’s doing, making it not so awkward for you to leave the bar. 

You gather your stuff up and Marjan quickly grabs her things to leave with you. 

--

“I hope that was okay. I didn’t really have much time to think.” Marjan says, meeting you outside. “I just panicked, and then that happened. I apologize if I hurt you more with it than helped. I really hope I didn’t overstep. You may swing both ways, but that doesn’t mean I’m your type. And that’s fine. I can go.”

Before she can get another word in, you close the space and plant a kiss on her lips. She recovers from her small blip of shock and kisses you back. 

Time stopped in your brain, and when reality crashes back down, Marjan is pulling away and saying, “I have to do one thing first.”

“What?” You say, a little hurt by the abrupt stop. You could kiss her forever and wouldn’t regret a second of it. 

“Y/N, will you go out with me?” Marjan finally says. 

Without another word, you kiss her again and give her a little taste of her own medicine by breaking it prematurely. “Yes. It would be my pleasure to go out with you, Marjan Marwani.” 

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Anonymous: “Ahhhh I absolutely love your work! Now I’m not sure if your requests are open but if they are...May I request a one shot or imagine where the reader is Judd’s sister and ends up dating Owen? And maybe they have to keep it a secret and one day he finds out is all like 🤯If not I completely understand, keep up the good work honey!!🥰🥰 (not owen anymore as discussed)”

A/N: This prompt makes me incredibly happy. I don’t write a lot of 9-1-1 LS anymore since I’m not at all caught up, but this request still makes me giggle. Side note: I do not know a lot about Marjan’s culture, so this may seem a little off. However: if I have done something wrong in the fic, politely tell me and I’ll fix it right away!

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This wasn’t how you saw your day going.

Your brother was staring at you and your girlfriend, Marjan, as if he was in a universe where you grew six heads.

“Judd,” you said, waving your hand in front of his face, “You okay?”

He seemed to snap out of it, shaking his head as he looked between the two of you, standing close enough to touch, but careful not to. “This is the woman you’ve been seeing?” He asked you, still in shock.

You can’t help but smile, nodding. “Yeah, this is Marjan.”

“I know who she is!” he hissed, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

You looked to Marjan, who met your eyes. God, she was stunning, especially in her uniform. 

“I asked them not to,” Marjan answered, not dropping your gaze. “I wasn’t sure how you would react, given they’re your younger sibling.”

He looked between the two of you, wanting to be upset. He knew he couldn’t be, however, he saw how happy she made you, and vice versa. “If I find out you broke her heart,” he looked at you, “I will gwt you.”

You have to laugh, shaking your head as you say, “Thanks, Judd! Know where we stand,” you joked.

Judd rolled his eyes, “I know you’re more likely to hurt than be hurt, I helped raise you,” he teased, laughing when you playfully smacked his arm.

He nudged his head to the kitchen, gesturing for you both to follow. It caused you to breathe a sigh of relief, gently taking her hand as you walked through the firehouse, happy to have been accepted by your big brother.

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Getting patched up by Marjan after some accident, but R is too dumbstruck by her beauty.

You had gotten into a bit of a car accident, the back of your car was totaled but thankfully you and the other driver had only sustained minor cuts and bruises. 

TK had asked Marjan to help him check you out while Nancy and Tommy took care of the other driver who may or may not had a few too many mimosas at brunch. 

"Alright now Y/N I'm just gonna need you to follow my flashlight here to make sure you don't have any head injuries," TK tells you. 

As your eyes follow the light Marjan brings TK the first aid kit to clean up the cut on your forehead.

"Oh wow," you say getting distracted from the task at hand. 

"You okay Y/N? Did you get dizzy? Lightheaded?" TK asks concerned. 

"No, no I'm okay… it's just… your partner is so beautiful," you mutter.

TK laughs and turns to Marjan, "you hear that Marjan? You've got a fan." 

"So I guess you've seen me on instagram," Marjan chuckles. 

You wince when TK puts some disinfectant on your cut but Marjan's smile takes the pain away. 

"Instagram? Sorry I don't use social media," you tell her. 

"Someone who doesn't know about the famous Firefox, that's a first," TK says impressed. 

"Would it be weird if I asked to buy you dinner later?" You say nervously. 

"I'll think about it," Marjan smiles, it wasn't often someone asked her out as Marjan and not the Firefox but she wasn't gonna say yes too quickly. 

An hour later the first responders were sending you on your way but before you got in your lyft home Marjan slipped you a piece of paper with her number on it. 

"My shift ends at seven," she winks at you.

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Burn For You Chapter 2

After a quick shower, you were ready for your interview. There wasn’t much you needed to do anyway; you were just wearing your work uniform anyways. Grabbing a smoothie from the fridge you left your house, the 126 was close, probably 4 blocks away but with the temperatures in the high 90s, you were in no rush to walk. Within 2 minutes you arrived parking in the back of the lot. The building was beautiful, with large windows letting in the sun’s lighting and green plants outside, it made you wonder why there wasn’t a line of people out the door trying to get hired. You walk through the doors, and you feel eyes on you.

“Y/N L/N” 

You turn at the sound of your name; an older man comes out of an office and you immediately recognize him. He’s the one always ordering the club soda with the other firefighter, his son.

“Yes, how are you?” you ask sweetly

“I’m doing great why don’t you come up to my office and we can talk here”

You walk up the stairs still taking in the beauty of the building, it looked nothing like the houses in Dallas, the spaces were well lit and clean. The windows let in sunlight feeding the many plants filling the space, it was the sort of place you’d seek comfort in after a rough call. Opening the door to his office, the captain gestures for you to come in, pulling the door closed behind you.

“Y/N I’m glad you could come in today, I’m Owen Strand and if I’m being honest with you there’s not much we need to talk about.” Your chest tightens as he continues, worried his next line is gonna say someone else got the gig. “You are at the top of your class in every aspect, and the 23 in Dallas had nothing but great things to say about you, I really just want to know when you can start.”

Letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding you smiled, “I can start tomorrow.”

The rest of your time consisted of paperwork, talk about scheduling, and an agreement that should everything go smoothly Captain Strand would do his best to get your probationary status shortened to only 6 months. You were thrilled at the idea but you were more excited about the thought of working again. You loved helping people, and while bartending was certainly good money it wasn’t your passion. As you signed papers there was a knock on the door. Standing there was another familiar face from midnight shifts, Marjan.

She wasn’t in her uniform, she looked perfectly put together in a pair of joggers and a matching sweater. Her makeup was perfect, she looked like she should be on some magazine cover smiling as she ran in the sun or something. There was only one problem, she wasn’t smiling. When you made eye contact she looked devastated. 

“Cap, can we talk please?” She said softly 

@diasnohibng here’s part 2! sorry for the long wait

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Something Different

Chapter 5

2 mouths after the wildfire

I was in the apartment with Buck

"So Buck I was thinking," I said

"Okay," Buck said nervously

"We have vacation that lines up and I was think we drive out to Austin," I said

"Not a bad idea," he said

"You hate it," I said

"No I love it and it would be not be having to put a wildfire save your dad's life and be in fight," Buck said

I walked over to buck

"You like the idea?" I asked

"I love seeing you in the Jeep," he said kissing me

"Yeah," I said kissing him back

Thing got a little heated before my phone rang

"Hey Hen," I said

"Me and Karen want to go on a date but have no one to watch the kids," Hen said

"I'll do," I said

"Thanks," She said

I hung up and looked at Buck

"Lets go," I said

"Where," Buck said

"Hen and Karen's," I said

"Why," Buck asked

"We are babysitting," I said

After Hen and Karen got back to there me and Buck left and started packing before our shift and telling Bobby we're l few leaving 2 days later me and Buck were headed to Texas and 20 hours later me and Buck were at the 126. TK was facing everyone else I put my finger up to my mouth and walked up and hugged TK from behind

"Now I'm either being kidnapped and no one care or it's my sister," TK.said

"Well.your boyfriend is a cop," I said

TK turned around hugged me before seeing Buck

"Oh no," I.said

"I just want to talk," TK said

"Oh yeah that bog brother talk good luck babe," I said

Everyone took me upstairs to see my dad

"Oh no," Owen said

"What," Judd said

"You guys are really close," Owen said

"Well at least we have medic in case TK dose something," Marjan said

"What," Owen said

"TK is giving Buck the you hurt her you will die," I said

"Oh that going to be fun," Owen said

"Should we listen," Judd asked

"Yes," I said

We walked over the railing

"Buck you hurt I will fly out to LA and I will not hesitate," TK said

"TK I know how brothers can be, okay when my older sister came back into.life after ex I was protive," Buck said

"You won't let anything happen to her roght," TKasked

"Never," Buck

"Good, also there listening," TK said

"Oh I know," Buck.said

"There all so bad at ease dropping," TK said

"I would like to say that last time me and Eddie talked you heard everything," I said

"You no joke were on speaker," Buck said

"Also that was after you had the blood clot," I said

I walked downstairs

"And you guy ganged up on me," Buck said leaning down and kissing me

"But it did get us together," I said

"I mean in the worse way though," He said

"Ew," TK said

"Stop," I said

"Get a room," Judd yelled

"Okay Texas," I yelled back

"You me you could go to the range and settle this New York," Judd yelled

"Okay say when," I said

"After this shift," Judd said

"Which ends in 17 minutes and it so," Moteo started to say

"No," I yelled

"What," Mateo said

"We don't say the Q," I said

Me and TK wondered off

"How you take the news of the baby," TK asked

"I'm not the baby anymore," I said

"No your not, but you will always be my baby sister," he said hugging me

"Yeah mean, hey they got back together," I said laughing

"Your not taking it well," TK said

"No I'm not there a huge age gape Tay," I said

"Yeah I know we're close like super close we would have sleepovers when we're younger you were 10 I was 12," he said

"That was so fun," I said

"We could do one while your here," he said

"How would your boyfriend feel about that," I asked

"Oh I'm sure something can be arranged," He said

"I'm sure," I said

"Shift is over," Judd said

"Lets go," Buck said

"So," I said

"You want to explore before," Buck said

"What," I asked

"Me and Buck planned a double date before you guys easedroped," TK said

"What," I said

"Bonding time just double date," TK said

"I hate you," I said

"You love me," TK said

Me and Buck went to my dad's house

"So TK is nice," Buck said

"Yeah when we're not going up against a wildfire," I said

"So you don't and have a dress," My dad said

"I don't need a dress," I said

"No you don't," Dad said

My dad left the room

"He seemed," Buck said

"He not used to seeing me, with a big smile on my face," I said

I changed into an outfit

"Damn you look good," Buck said

"Yeah," I said

My phone dinged

"TK and Carlos are outside," I said

"Lets go," Buck said

"Be back by 10," My dad yelled

"I'm 25," I yelled

We walked outside and went to Carlos's car

"Hey," I said

"You the Firefighter hot shot," Carlos asked

"Hot shot," I said

"Well you did want run straight in to a wildfires to save our dad. If I remember correctly I was told Eddie and Judd had to hold you back," TK said

"I'm a wildcard," I said

"That you are," Buck said

"So where are we going," I asked

"See we are going to show you guys around," Carlos said

"Okay," I said

We explored Austin Texas and then had dinner we all went back to Carlos and TK's and watched a movie

"So both Strand have people we love," I said

"Yeah it's nice you know," TK said

"So you tell him about the firetruck?" I asked

"He would make a big speech on you three committed a crime," TK laughed

"TK I missed that smile," I said

"Yeah I bet," he said

"TK I grow up with you, whats going on?" I asked

"I just it's weird seeing you with a guy," he said

"Is it," I asked

"Yeah, it just I met him in wildfire, and Marjan shows me pictures of you on Instagram with him," He said

I hugged him

"I know it's been 7 years Tay," I said

"I still have that Danm letter Ace," he said

"I really didn't like writing that letter Tay," I said

"Are they okay," Buck asked

"Seems like sibling time, wait there's tears," Carlos said

"Should we," Buck said

They walked over to us

"You guys okay," Carlos asked

"Yeah," I said wiping my eyes

"No your not," Buck said

"Are siblings not aloud to have moments," TK asked

"Hm," Carlos said

"Yeah no sadness here," Buck said

A week later

"Hey Carlos it was nice meeting you," I said

"Nice meeting you Lacey," He said

"Call my Ace," I said

"Okay Ace," he said

Carlos hugged me

"Hey take care of my brother," I said

"I'll try," Carlos said

"You better," I said

Buck and TK were talking too

"Hey Buck take care of her," Tk said

"Always do," Buck said

"Hey that necklace she has," Tk said

"That I got for her when we first started dating as promise to keep her safe," Buck said

"What does it say?" TK asked

"Forever and Always," Buck said

Me and Buck finished our goodbyes to the rest of the 126 and then head back to LA

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Gonna be writing for 9-1-1 soon!!!!! Be prepared. Also I'm gonna write it for it when I get back from my camp trip. If you want Lonestar back, I'll be writing it when I get back as well, okay. Okay bye!!!!!!!!

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Episode 192 - Non-Fiction Graphic Novels & Comics

This episode we’re discussing the format of Non-Fiction Graphic Novels & Comics! We talk about what we even mean when we say “non-fiction,” comics vs. graphic novels, art vs. writing, memoirs vs. other stuff, and more. Plus: It’s been over 365 days since our last gorilla attack!

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Anna Ferri | Meghan Whyte | Matthew Murray | Jam Edwards

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Things We Read (or tried to…)

Moi aussi je voulais l'emporter by Julie Delporte

This Woman's Work by Julie Delporte, translated by Helge Dascher and Aleshia Jensen

Sông by Hài-Anh and Pauline Guitton

Kimiko Does Cancer by Kimiko Tobimatsu and Keet Geniza

Why I Adopted by Husband by Yuta Yagi

The Art and Life of Hilma af Klint by Ylva Hillström, translated by Karin Eklund

Go to Sleep (I Miss You): Cartoons from the Fog of New Parenthood by Lucy Knisley

Nuking Alaska: Notes of an Atomic Fugitive by Peter Dunlap-Shohl

My Brain is Different: Stories of ADHD and Other Developmental Disorders by Monzusu, translated by Ben Trethewey

The Comic Book Guide to Growing Food: Step-by-Step Vegetable Gardening for Everyone by Joseph Tychonievich and Liz Kozik

Other Media We Mentioned

Fun Home by Alison Bechdel

Fun Home (musical) (Wikipedia)

Maus by Art Spiegelman

Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi, translated by Mattias Ripa

Ducks: Two Years in the Oil Sands by Kate Beaton

Understanding Comics by Scott McCloud

The Essential Dykes To Watch Out For by Alison Bechdel

Displacement by Lucy Knisley

Pedro and Me: Friendship, Loss, and What I Learned and Judd Winick

Melody: Story of a Nude Dancer by Sylvie Rancourt, translated by Helge Dascher

Kid Gloves by Lucy Knisley

The Mental Load by Emma

The Secret to Superhuman Strength by Alison Bechdel

What Is Obscenity?: The Story of a Good for Nothing Artist and Her Pussy by Rokudenashiko

Homestar Runner

Button Pusher by Tyler Page

Last of the Sandwalkers by Jay Hosler

Clan Apis by Jay Hosler

Ping-pong by Zviane

Dumb: Living Without a Voice by Georgia Webber

When David Lost His Voice by Judith Vanistendael

Blankets by Craig Thompson

Smile by Raina Telegmeier

Dog Man by Dav Pilkey

Sensible Footwear: A Girl's Guide by Kate Charlesworth

Links, Articles, and Things

Harvey Pekar (Wikipedia)

Joe Sacco (Wikipedia)

Japanese adult adoption (Wikipedia)

In the name of the queer: Sailor Moon's LGBTQ legacy

The Spectre of Orientalism in Craig Thompson’s Habibi

Cultural Appropriation in Craig Thompson’s Graphic Novel Habibi

35 Non-fiction Graphic Novels by BIPOC Authors

Every month Book Club for Masochists: A Readers’ Advisory Podcasts chooses a genre at random and we read and discuss books from that genre. We also put together book lists for each episode/genre that feature works by BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, & People of Colour) authors. All of the lists can be found here.

This Place: 150 Years Retold

Zodiac: A Graphic Memoir by Ai Weiwei with Elettra Stamboulis & Gianluca Costantini

Nat Turner by Kyle Baker

The Talk by Darrin Bell

The Best We Could Do by Thi Bui

I’m a Wild Seed by Sharon Lee De la Cruz

Messy Roots: A Graphic Memoir of a Wuhanese American by Laura Gao

Stamped from the Beginning: A Graphic History of Racist Ideas in America by Joel Christian Gill and Ibram X. Kendi

Wake: The Hidden History of Women-Led Slave Revolts by Rebecca Hall and Hugo Martinez

The 500 Years of Resistance Comic Book by Gord Hill

Good Talk: A Memoir in Conversations by Mira Jacob

The American Dream? A Journey on Route 66 Discovering Dinosaur Statues, Muffler Man, and the Perfect Breakfast Burrito: a Graphic Memoir by Shing Yin Khor

Banned Book Club by Kim Hyun Sook, Ryan Estrada, and Ko Hyung-Ju

In Limbo by Deb J.J. Lee

This Country: Searching for Home in (Very) Rural America by Navied Mahdavian

Mexikid: A Graphic Memoir by Pedro Martín

Monstrous: A Transracial Adoption Story by Sarah Myer

Steady Rollin': Preacher Kid, Black Punk and Pedaling Papa by Fred Noland

Citizen 13660 by Mine Okubo

Your Black Friend and Other Strangers by Ben Passmore

Kwändǖr by Cole Pauls

Worm: A Cuban American Odyssey by Edel Rodriguez

Power Born of Dreams: My Story is Palestine by Mohammad Sabaaneh

A First Time for Everything by Dan Santat

Persepolis: The Story of a Childhood by Marjane Satrapi

Grandmothers, Our Grandmothers: Remembering the "Comfort Women" of World War II by Han Seong-Won

Death Threat by Vivek Shraya and Ness Lee

Palimpsest: Documents From A Korean Adoption by Lisa Wool-Rim Sjöblom

Big Black: Stand at Attica by Frank "Big Black" Smith, Jared Reinmuth, and Améziane

Victory. Stand!: Raising My Fist for Justice by Tommie Smith, Dawud Anyabwile, and Derrick Barnes

The High Desert by James Spooner

They Called Us Enemy by George Takei, Justin Eisinger, Steven Scott, and Harmony Becker

Feelings by Manjit Thapp

The Black Panther Party: A Graphic Novel History by David F. Walker and Marcus Kwame Anderson

Now Let Me Fly: A Portrait of Eugene Bullard by Ronald Wimberly and Braham Revel

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EVERY BREATH HAS COME TO THIS. marjan marwani x fem buckley! reader

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posted. 15 february 2021

notes. another wedding fic?? say leesss 

i am in love with marjan marwani & have been wanting to write for her for forever. and though i have done my best to make it seem as authentic as possible, i am not familiar with muslim marriage customs and i apologise if any content featured in this seems offensive to your culture, and i will ensure to correct it if you let me know

banner inspired by & template from @cafekitsune​

cw. language; unedited

wc. 1.2k

you sit at the vanity, putting the finishing touches on your look for today . . .

your wedding day.

growing up, you really never thought this day would come. for a while, you dreamed about it— when you were still quite young. then you spent a lot of your teen years and most of your twenties hating the idea of like, soulmates and baring your soul to someone; it all became quite sickening to you.

then the fire in texas happened, and you were dispatched from los angeles to help the texas firefighters. that’s when you met marjan.

marjan was everything you’d ever hoped for when you were a little girl. she was honest and brave and kind. you felt like you could show her the worst parts of yourself and still be fiercely loved by her. she gave you that feeling of home not being a place but a person, and as long as you were with her, you’d be just fine.

sure, the saying “butterflies in the tummy” is somewhat of an injustice to how you’re currently feeling— it’s more like a stampede and not so much in your stomach; it’s kind of like in the center of your chest. and it feels like your heart is running so fast and you can’t quite catch up with it.

but you get to marry the love of your life today.

. . .

marjan is in her room, getting ready. she has her dress and hijab on, her makeup done lightly. she really just needs to put on her shoes and grab her bouquet, but it’s still quite some time until her dad will come grab her to bring her to you.

jeez.

after losing salim, marjan didn’t think she’d fall in love again. or at least, she didn’t expect it to happen so soon and so quickly.

you two were just kind of friends when she separated with her fiancé, corresponding via mainly instagram dms after your firehouse left texas after combatting the wildfire.

several months later, you had some vacation days you were able to use and you chose to go back to texas . . . get to know the 126 a little bit better.

neither you or marjan could have predicted quite exactly how your relationship would progress.

for a while, she’d thought salim was the great love of her life. but when she was with you, it was like everything was clearer. you were her great idea, her warm blanket on a chilly night, her sun and rainbow after a particularly rainy day.

she fell in love with you so fast, it scared her for a moment. then when she thought about it, she realized she was ready for it. ready to love you fiercely and with everything in her.

the universe had brought you two together. all your moments in life, every breath, had led up to the two of you meeting, to being brought together.

“marjan.” the woman turns to find evan buckley, her soon to be brother-in-law, approaching from the corridor. “can i uh, can i come in?”

“of course!”

“you look absolutely wonderful,” buck says. “y/n is going to be stunned.”

“thank you,” marjan blushes.

buck steps forward, rubbing his chin. he’s thinking of what exactly to say to marjan, how to string together the cluster of words in his head.

“you know,” buck starts, placing his hands in the pockets of his slacks. “before she met you, y/n was sort of in a bad place. of course you know this. my sis tells me everything and she tells me that she tells you everything.”

the two laugh at that for a quick moment before buck continues. “i don’t think she’s been this happy since we were really little. she’s always had sort of a guard up, never really allowed herself to be happy. i uh, i’m very grateful she met you, marjan. and that you make her so happy. it means everything to me to see those genuine, bright smiles from her, you know?”

“me too, buck. gee, you’ll never know how thankful i am that she was brought into my life.” marjan says, with a tearful laugh. she dabs gently underneath her eyes. “y/n is everything to me. i know how much you mean to her, so it means a lot to hear you say that— probably more than you’ll ever know.”

buck throws his arm over marjan’s shoulder. the soon-to-be missus smiles up at the taller firefighter from los angeles, california. 

“you and i are going to make great in-laws, sis.” 

. . .

you smile at yourself in the full length mirror, smoothing down the chest of your outfit. it was an arduous task, finding and acquiring the outfit of your dreams for this day but here you are, wearing it now.

a knock on the door causes you to jump. your heartbeat settles just a little upon seeing your older brother evan at the doorway via glancing in the mirror. you smile at him.

he approaches you, step by agonizingly slow step, placing his hands on your shoulders. he turns you to face him, and brings you into a tight hug.

“ready to be married?” he asks once he pulls away from you. the smile on his face is wide, not unlike the one you wore about an hour ago as you put on the outfit. “oh, my baby sis— about to be married!”

“yeah,” you sniffle. “i am.”

“you nervous?”

“a little,” you admit.

“a little?” he repeats. “i wish i could say, ‘don’t be’ and have that take all your nerves away, but we both know that won’t work. but y/n, in just a few moments, i will take you out there and we will meet marjan and mr. marwani at the doors and we will walk down the aisle and you will marry the love of your life.”

you let out a breath of air you didn’t know you were holding as you nod at your brother. a small note sounds throughout the room, indicating it’s time. looking at your brother, he smiles, bending his right arm and holding it out to you.

“shall we?”

you link your left arm with his, grabbing your bouquet as you are led out of the room.

in time with your arrival to the closed doors to the great hall, is marjan and her father. you swear your heart just about stops upon seeing your soon to be wife in her wedding dress. it’s a long sleeve garment, with intricate beading adorning the bodice, the dropped waist giving way to a tulle skirt with hand-placed lace motifs.

a soft breath leaves your lips.

“you look . . . beautiful,” you say. “but even that’s not a worthy enough word to descirbe you right now.”

she laughs softly. “you as well.” she says and she smiles at you, that one smile of hers that is warm and bright and all the good things in the world at once.

“let’s go get married.”

“married,” you smile too wide on purpose, letting your nose scrunch up. the laugh marjan lets out sends a shot of warmth through your entire being. “yes, i like the sound of that.”

the doors open.

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