#violet mikami x evan hawkins

[timeguardians]

Violet Mikami always got a little weak in the knees when Evan used to run his fingers over the scar from her appendix surgery. She was so self-conscious about it at first, but he made the battle scar feel different.

That scar will always remind her of him and how much he meant to her.

[twistnet]

comforting them after a bad day [ chicago fire ]

⋯ CHARACTERS ; matt casey, kelly severide, leslie shay, sylvie brett, stella kidd, brian ‘otis’ zvonecek, joe cruz, christoper herrmann, violet mikami, evan hawkins, greg grainger

⋯ MATT CASEY

when matt has experienced a bad day, he tends to get very quiet. sometimes even a little snippy whenever he’s asked if he’s alright. he recognizes that acting this way isn’t going to make his day any better, but it takes his a little bit. let him clam down, and once he’s done that, he’ll seek you out. quietly apologize for being snippy, and telling you that he’s just had a bad day. you can ask him how his day was -- he’ll tell you everything and at some point, slowly wraps his arms around you and leans his head atop your shoulder. inhaling your scent immediately calms him and he’s already starting to feel better

⋯ KELLY SEVERIDE

kelly tends to let everything build up. almost insisting he is fine and there’s nothing to truly worry about. and no matter how much you push, he’ll maintain the same story. until something just absolutely breaks him and everything that he’s kept bottled up for month finally comes pouring out. he’ll cry -- more of his eyes tearing up as he refuses to let them fall. but he practically falls into your grasp as you pull him into a hug. it’s really all he needs, just the comfort of having you near him as he talks about different things and lays his heart out on the table. card your fingers through his hair and just tell him that ‘it’s gonna be okay’. that’s all he needs for now

⋯ LESLIE SHAY

leslie, much like kelly, can be stubborn when it comes to talking about any bad days. however, she’s different as she’ll give one of the briefest overviews -- almost as if she’s giving a report, and then insist that she’s fine. all of her emotions comes out when she drinks, and you can tell she was anything but fine, considering the amount of drinks she’s already had. she’ll crumble into your arms, looking for your warmth as she begins to babble about her day and everything she was feeling. she’ll cling to you, but it’s truly something she needs as you���ve noticed her start to calm the longer and tighter you hold her

⋯ SYLVIE BRETT

sylvie will seek out comfort after a bad day. honestly, any type of comfort will help, but if given the option, she wants to spend her time cuddled into your side with her head resting either against your shoulder or chest. she doesn’t talk much about her day -- only just to tell you that it wasn’t one she would want to experience again before eventually falling asleep. she feels better with you, nothing you have to do aside from allowing her to cuddle up to you

⋯ STELLA KIDD

stella gets all quiet and short tempered. it almost takes you by surprise, until she makes a comment about her day. to which you ask her what she needs -- as she often wants different things depending on what had taken place. and once she makes her request, you’re dropping everything to do it. often, her go-to answer is to ask to be held in some way. honestly whichever way is comfortable for the two of you at the time. 

⋯ BRIAN ‘OTIS’ ZVONECEK

brian is going to get super quiet after a bad day. meaning that whatever had taken place, must have really hit him hard. like most of the others, he will seek you out almost immediately. he needs comfort and wants to decompress from what he experienced for the day. kiss away his tears, hold him tight -- he’ll take literally any form of comfort so long as you are willing to give the time

⋯ JOE CRUZ

joe takes a lot of things to heart, and while he’s been able to keep himself from taking each thing he wasn’t able to do so personally, there are times in which he can’t help but feel that. especially after a bad day. he’ll seek you out, looking for some comfort as he gets the day off his chest. he’ll immediately wrap you up in his arms, tucking his face into your shoulder. he won’t talk about it right away, wanting to see you and tell himself that seeing you is better than any bad day he’s experienced. and while he’ll come clean about his day eventually, he’s just wanting to spend as much time with you as possible

⋯ CHRISTOPHER HERRMANN

christopher tends to get angry -- never directed towards one person, just as his frustration of the day grows, it gathers to a point where he may explode and accidentally take his anger out on the closest person. he realizes that mistake literally seconds later and calms down immediately. taking a few deep breaths before sitting down to tell you. he finds comfort in your touch and will show you by kissing your knuckles before apologizing. he’ll spend the night making it up to you, and in turn, it helps him settle in and finally gain some closure for the day

⋯ VIOLET MIKAMI

violet will put on a brave face and will power through the rest of her shift until she can have a moment to decompress. which is usually once she gets home and she can let her emotions out about her bad day. depending on the scale, there will be tears and she’ll hold onto you tightly as she lets it all out. she wants to be with you, and most likely won’t be getting up from her spot unless you manage to coax her to either eat or take a shower. otherwise, she’ll be content laying against you until she feels ready enough to detach herself form you

⋯ EVAN HAWKINS

if anything, evan grows more frustrated with himself. slowly begins to fall down the rabbit hole of ‘what ifs’. trying to think about what he could have done differently to change the course of the day he’s been having. he’s patience wears a little thinner and sometimes he can be a bit of a pain to have a conversation with. until he gets home and he crumbles, talking your ear off about how his day had been until he practically runs out of breath. he feels better afterward and can usually move past that day but it will always stick with him as he could have done better

⋯ GREG GRAINGER

greg tends grow quiet, almost closing in on himself and trying his best to get through the rest of his shift before going home. the second walks through the door, he’s immediately finding wherever you are in your shared home and latching onto you with already tear blurred eyes. he doesn’t really want to talk about it just yet, just needs to hear you talk gently to him and hold him close. he’’l eventually come clean about what took place, but he needs his own time to think through what had happened

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[samrsgyi]

How they hug you:

Stella Kidd:

I hope you know that Stella is

Literally down for any hug you have

And is a little cocky. Tries to make her hands grab your ass-

Sylvie Brett:

She just gets a little confused but feels loved and warm as well. Teddy bear hugs are her favorite whenever where ever. They're warm

Emily foster:

Just like Sylvie she gets confused. Doesn't know if you just missed her cause she was gone for so long or you just wanted affection because you felt very lonely and just needed somebody

Gabby Dawson:

If you hug her you're definitely gonna get a tight squeeze but not to tight because, she doesn't want to hug you to tight that you start Asphyxiating. But mostly affectionate and fluffy domestic hugs from her. Even a little bit intimate with you y'know?

Violet Mikami:

Whenever she's feeling down or just had a tough call/mission to take care of you give Violet a gentle squeeze and let her know everything is gonna be okay and that your here/here for her.

Evan Hawkins(Platonic)

When Violet denied his feelings/ love for her you found him at Molly's just in the corner looking downcast. So you went over to comfort him. He just cried in your arms and told you everything that happened. You listened and tried your best comfort him through his horrible day

[ao3feed-chicagofire]

Chicago Fire // X Reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/81uES6v

by barneswinchester3

A collection of X Reader one-shots for Chicago Fire

Words: 120, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Chicago Fire

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Matthew Casey, Kelly Severide, Sylvie Brett, Gabriela Dawson, Brian "Otis" Zvonecek, Joe Cruz (Chicago Fire), Leslie Shay, Randy "Mouch" McHolland, Christopher Herrmann, Wallace Boden, Blake Gallo, Darren Ritter, Violet Mikami, Evan Hawkins, Peter Mills, Jimmy Borrelli, Stella Kidd, Firehouse 51 Crew Members (Chicago Fire)

Relationships: Firehouse 51 Crew Members (Chicago Fire) & You

Additional Tags: One Shot, Short One Shot, One Shot Collection, Fluff and Angst, Light Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, No Smut

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/81uES6v

[chenlopez]

Who are your favourite OC characters and ships?

Erin Lindsay

Jay Halstead

Violet Mikami

Leslie Shay

Matt Casey

Stella Kidd

Antonio Dawson

Will Halstead

April Sexton

Daniel Charles

Kevin Atwater

Alvin Olinsky

Evan Hawkins

Linstead, Brettsey, Stelleride, Chexton, Brettonio, Mouch x Trudy, Dawsey, Hawkami, Manstead, Pamela x Crockett, Donna x Boden

[fighterkimburgess]

Coffee At Midnight

Summary: While Sylvie is on furlough, Violet has to deal with floaters. But the final floater makes her think of painkillers, bubbly water, and Goodness.

Words: 1.2k

Warnings: none

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Walking onto the app floor Violet took a glance at 61, the Leslie Elizabeth Shay memorial shining in the dull January light. It was her final shift with a floater, and she couldn't wait for Sylvie to get back. Her friend was enjoying her time off, and Violet had gotten multiple photos of Sylvie, Casey, and the boys at various Portland landmarks. But dealing with different floaters thanks to the paramedic shortage was killing her slowly.

She made it into the changing room, putting her bag in her locker and pulling back her hair. Once that was done she went to the briefing room, but before she could Boden called her into his office, someone else already there in a paramedic uniform.

"Mikami! As you know there's a serious paramedic shortage right now. Chief Hawkins has agreed to do the shift with you so he can keep 61 on the road. Will that work?"

No. No, no, no, no, no. This was the exact opposite of what Violet wanted to happen. She wanted to forget Evan Hawkins ever existed, the way he'd looked at her after he'd announced Sylvie was funded. But it was hard to do when she looked at his brown eyes and he smiled at her.

"Yeah, sounds good. I can show you around 61 so you can see where everything is?"

"Sounds good. Is there a spare locker I can use?" Violet nodded, and they left to go to the locker room, pointing out the floater locker at the end. He nodded and went to speak, but before he could the bells went off.

It was a busy shift, and she didn't get a chance to talk to him about much as they worked. In and out, restocking and getting everything done. But when they sat in the cab, Hawkins - Evan, as he insisted she called him while they worked - asking how her holidays had been. She shared about it being the first one since her dad had died in the pandemic, that it had been weird but they got through it. He offered condolences, making Violet smile weakly. They stopped to pick up coffees, and he ordered a bubbly water in the drive thru, passing it across. He refused to let her pay for their drinks, waving it off with a smile.

She hadn't felt this way for almost a year, since she and Gallo had first had their thing. But that was long gone, and no matter what Sylvie and Ritter said she didn't have feelings for him anymore. He was a friend, but he annoyed her like a brother and she didn't want to date him again. But with Evan it was different.

She'd joked with Sylvie that a man who gave you bubbly water and painkillers was a man to keep, but finding out everything that he'd done for her while she was in hospital had meant a lot. He'd done it without thinking, leaving the cup for her there. It was one of the sweetest things anyone had ever done for her.

The shift passed both slowly and quickly, and when they got back at eleven he went to sleep in Sylvie's bed. Violet stayed sitting in the common room, watching the room empty as people drifted to the bunks. But she stayed in her seat, a cooling mug of coffee in her hand.

She didn’t know what she wanted anymore. If it was six weeks ago her jealousy over Cara had burned through her stomach, three months ago she’d comforted Sylvie when Casey left for Oregon. But the idea that her feelings could be so muddled and confusing had never entered her mind.

“Penny for them.” Mouch slid over a fresh mug, taking in Violet’s expression. The older man sat next to her, his own mug in his hand.

“I’m fine. Missing Brett.”

“We all do. But you’re different than usual. Spit it out. Something about Gallo?”

Violet laughed, covering her mouth to muffle the sound as Mouch stared at her. That this was her immediate reaction confirmed that she was totally over him. But made her worry more about it.

“Or how working with Hawkins is? Is he a good paramedic?”

“He’s great…can I ask you a question?”

“Sure.”

Violet took a deep breath, taking a sip before admitting it.

“How bad does it look if you date someone above you in the chain of command?”

It was silent, the only noise from the tv in the background as she watched Mouch process her words. His jaw opened slightly, and Violet waited to hear what he’d say, only slightly terrified of it.

“I’ve seen it happen, successfully. And I’ve seen the same relationship also crumble with it. Casey’s first wife was his candidate and they ended things. Then they got back together. And people looked at them oddly but they made it work. Her being on his truck didn’t end their relationship. Your partner for the day?”

“Maybe.”

“He’s a good guy. His family are good people, I knew his dad for years. If there’s something between you, I think you should go for it.” He stretched, standing up. “I’m going to bed. Enjoy.”

Violet cleaned the mugs, putting them in the dishwasher and heading to the bunk room. She passed Evan’s bed, his arm over his face as he dozed. Getting into bed she put the pillow over face, wanting to yell into it. But as she closed her eyes the bells went off.

They were out to a house fire, and it came over the radio for paramedics to come in. She pulled the SCBA on, Evan doing the same, and they ran in. It was a scoop and run, and they were almost out of the house when there was a creak that she knew meant the roof was nearly gone. They ran, and Evan and their patient were out when it happened. The roar hit her, and Violet had a terrifying moment of thinking that everything was over.

But there was a yank on her arm and she was pulled out into the cold night air, grabbing onto the edge of the gurney. Evan’s hand was around her arm, and she took a moment before getting back to work, taking their patient to Med. It was the usual handoff and back into the rig, but instead of going straight to 51 he pulled into a drive thru.

“You ok?” He asked, and Violet shrugged.

“It’s the closest I’ve ever been. Thanks.”

“Any time.”

She looked over at him, at the man who’d saved her life. Who’d made her realise she deserved more than she’d had. Her words to Sylvie in April hit her in the chest - Evan was good. They’d judged him as another white shirt but he was so much better than that. He was caring and considerate, honourable and decent. He cared. And he wanted to make sure she was ok. She’d told Sylvie that Matt was a Good Man, and to jump for the joy. After seeing her mother lose her father she couldn’t let herself lose someone who could make her happy.

“Evan?” He turned back, and Violet leaned in to kiss him. His hand went to her head, cupping her cheek and holding her close to him, deepening the kiss. She didn’t know how long they were there, but they broke apart breathing heavily, Evan leaving a soft kiss on her forehead.

“I’d like to do that after shift. If you want to get breakfast?”

“I’d really like that.”

He took her hand for a moment, squeezing it before letting go to continue for their coffee, each of them smiling.

[alittlextrathatway]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Chicago Fire Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Evan Hawkins/Violet Mikami Characters: Evan Hawkins, Violet Mikami, Sylvie Brett, Wallace Boden Additional Tags: Prompt Fic, One Shot, Jealousy, Protective Hawkins, Violet's Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day, Danger, Caretaking Summary:

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Sylvie asks her as they load up the ambo.

They’ve just dropped off their latest patient and now they’re getting back in the ambo to head to the house. Violet cannot wait to get back. She’s starving and sore. She wants food and an ice pack in that order.

“I’m fine,” she answers, lightly rubbing her jaw while experimentally opening and closing it. She winces and groans, praying an ice pack will fix what ails her. “It’s not the first time I’ve gotten a stray elbow to the jaw and it probably won’t be the last. At least I got my daily dose of gore.”

Brett shudders, no doubt remembering the sight of a hockey skate impaling a player’s thigh. “It’s not the worst skating injury I’ve ever seen but it definitely wasn’t pretty. I can’t believe those idiots got into a fight over it while we were treating the guy. I thought the captain of the team was gonna give us another patient to bandage up after that one guy elbowed you. He looked enraged on your behalf.”

[anothergolddustwoman]

Sparks Fly

A/N: So I FINALLY got my fic done. As you can tell from the title its based on Taylor Swift's song Sparks Fly. Shout out to @morganupstead for her deep dive as to why Sparks Fly is a Hawkami song it helped me so much writing this. Hope it doesn't disappoint. You can also read it over on Ao3. Gif not mine.

Summary: Evan and Violet go on their first date after the CFD gala.

Words: 892

Warnings: Lots of fluff. Lots of PDA.

She hears three knocks on her door as she finishes her makeup. Looking herself over in the mirror one last time before she opens the door. The smile he gives her when she opens the door is infectious; she can't help but give one back. Standing there so close together it takes a minute for Violet to get out of her daze to invite him in. That smile and the sparkle in his eyes just draws her attention and she forgets where she is.

“You look great” the same words he told her the night of the gala. The night of their first kiss. Now they are going to have their first date. Doing this is risky, they know that. The dynamic of the relationship, he's one of her bosses for god's sakes. They haven’t disclosed it yet. No one caught them at the gala thank god. They wanted to have one real date before they decided if this is what they both wanted.

“Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself. I just have to put on my shoes and then we can head out.” But before she can go and grab her shoes Evan grabs her hand, twirling her around to kiss her deeply.

“Sorry”

“No, it's ok. I liked it.” Smiling as she kisses him back. Pulling away with a giggle she says “But I do  have to go  grab my shoes so we can leave, don't want to be late for dinner.”

Violet comes back from her bedroom with her booties on, telling him that she’s all set. Grabbing her leather jacket off the hook as they head out of the apartment down to the sushi place.

Luckily, it's nice enough that they can walk around for a while after dinner. The walk down The Riverwalk heading towards Millennium Park. They stop in front of the bean and sit on a bench.

“I want to disclose.” Evan says after a beat.

“Really?”

“Yeah, but only if you want to.”

“I’d like that.”

“Good. I want this. I know I said we should stay away from each other, but I think we've seen that's not going to happen. I’m not your direct supervisor, but I am still ranked above you. It will be difficult to manage. But Vi, we're good together, I like this, and I think we could work out.”

Violet nods in agreement and then gently puts her lips to his. He begins to slowly run his fingers through her hair as the lights in the park go wild.

“It’s getting late, maybe we should head back to my place.” She suggests. Agreeing with her he grabs her hand to help her up and heads back to the car. Just as he goes to unlock the car it starts to pour. Tugging gently on her to run the rest of the way to the car. Violet pulls back.

“What are you doing, the car’s right there we’re going to get soaked, come on.”

Dropping his hand she tells him “No wait.” Looking at her confused. Violet just smiles and gets on her tippy toes and plants a kiss on his lips.

They stand there on the sidewalk in the pouring rain displaying all kinds of affection for one another for what feels like eternity. They are just so captivated by each other that what's happening around them doesn't matter. The real fireworks show is in each other's eyes.

Before they could get in the car they heard the familiar sirens of an ambulance approaching. Violet nuzzles her face into Evan’s shoulder trying to hide. “They've gone by”,  giving her a quick kiss to the temple before saying “Let’s go now it's late, let me take you home.”

The car ride back to Violet’s apartment was a quick one. She didn't live too far from where they ate, but far enough they couldn't have just walked. She wishes it was longer, not wanting the night to end. She liked spending all this time with him, it was easy and fun. Once she realized how much she liked it she knew she wasn't getting far. He walks her to her apartment with his hand on her lower back the whole way up.

“So I guess this is goodbye.” He tells her after she opens her door.

“It doesn’t have to be, come in, stay.” She’s so brazen about it that it shocks him. It takes him a second to respond hoping she doesn't see what he's thinking. Debating if it would be a good idea, it’s only their first date and they've just decided they wanted this and were going to disclose on the next shift. After agreeing she grabs his hand gently tugging to lead him into her apartment. Leading him to the couch he sits down and she walks over to the kitchen.

“Nightcap?” she asks, holding two beers she took from the fridge. Evan nods in response. Joining him on the couch she hands him his drink. Violet putting on some tv to watch . After a few lazy kisses shared between them Violet puts the empty bottles on the coffee table. She grabs a blanket and cuddles up into Evan’s chest. They had all the intentions of going to bed after a couple episodes, but they fell asleep right there on the couch in each other's arms.

[morganupstead]

A deep dive into why Sparks Fly by Taylor Swift is Hawkami's song✨

@sylviebrettisaswiftie said this out of the blue and it just clicked for me instantly so let's go on an adventure together!! They've only had a few episodes of development but this song encapsulates so much.

Also, big thanks to @fighterkimburgess for fleshing out the ideas with me.

The way you move is like a full-on rainstorm And I'm a house of cards You're the kind of reckless that should send me running But I kinda know that I won't get far

She's walking down the hallway and she turns the corner and sees him, and then she slows down ever so slightly but doesn't try and getaway. I swear Violet is like "and he's standing right in front of me in a tux and I can't think straight anymore". They both have a tendency to get flustered around each other

Close enough to hope you couldn't see What I was thinking of

Violet's "yeah" is referencing the fact that they did a horrible job at not staying away from each other like they said they would.

Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk Take away the pain

I'm sorry but as she's writhing in pain from her burst appendix he's giving her 50 micrograms of fentanyl on the way to the hospital. He's the one she's holding onto getting into the ambo and she's the first face she sees when she wakes up from surgery. This guy wouldn't go out of his way if he didn't really care for her.

Get me with those green eyes, baby As the lights go down

The way they looked at each other their entire shift. They had multiple eye-catching moments where their gazes were supercharged.

Gimme something that'll haunt me whenever you're not around

bubbly water. NOT JUST ANY BUBBLY WATER HER FAVORITE BUBBLY WATER. she wakes up literally thinking it could have been a dream, but it's not because he was there with her and he got her bubbly water and made sure that she was okay.

My mind forgets to remind me, your a bad idea

Evan Hawkins is her boss, so there is a lot of hesitation in her about what to do about this. Her feelings are at the forefront though, even if she might not want that to be the case.

I'm on my guard for the rest of the world But with you, I know it's no good

Hawkins is keeping his guard up. He's young and hasn't been in his field chief position for very long and he's trying to make a good impression. He knows there's a chance people think that the only reason he got the job was because of his dad, so he feels like he has to do everything by the book.

But when Violet comes to see him, he's reminded that he was a good paramedic before he was promoted. Violet makes sure he knows they saved that baby as a team. He doesn't deny his feeling towards her when she reveals hers because it would be a lie. He would love nothing more than to ask her out on a date right there but there is too much between them. It's why he says they should stay away from each other for a while, because there's a lot at stake for both of them.

I run my fingers through your hair And watch the lights go wild Just keep on keeping your eyes on me It's just wrong enough to make it feel right

They have this connection that has developed between them that is almost undeniable at this point. They both know that officially being in a relationship isn't allowed. There are a thousand obstacles that they'd have to overcome, But even recognizing that it's the wrong thing to do, it still feels so right to them. That kiss at the gala is proof of their connection that keeps them in each other's orbit; even if they tried to ignore it.

I'm captivated by you baby Like a fireworks show

There is one scene that is better than all the rest for this lyric. THE CHEMISTRY SET!!! His face just says it all for me. He loves the fact that she's a chemistry nerd and knows the ins and outs of how that fire is very dangerous. He's trying to pay attention to the science behind it but he can't stop looking at her and he's distracted 😂 The irresistible smile on his face when she tells him she bought it herself is one of the cutest things on the planet.

When sparks fly oh baby smile When sparks fly

In 10x08 en route to the hospital, when she's in pain and high on fentanyl; she's trying to convince Hawkins that she's not bad at love (which in it's own right is hilarious). And then she tells him that he's not a bad paramedic, and his reaction is just the biggest most charming smile (which makes the guy look like he's totally smitten; because he is)

This is how my obsession with Taylor Swift and One Chicago go hand and hand; her lyrics are tattooed on my brain forever and this is what was created LOL. Hawkami somehow grabbed my attention and I have no intention of letting go of this ship any time soon. Jimmy and Hanako better be prepared for us to be in this for the long haul!!

[arctichotch]

did you request… hawkami hc/prompts? please,, gimme your thoughts on hawkami pre-disclosure trying to be Subtle Yet Teasing at molly’s.

also ziva david protection squad for LIFE. 😌

a fellow ziva david fan? and a hawkami fan?? t a s t e

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it's not planned, evan going to molly's. it's more a casual kinda thing that just happens

like perhaps he's at 51 for proper official business and mouch invites him out for the night because there's some kind of thing happening at molly's idk

so when violet arrives that night with brett to start their night, she sees evan across the room engaged in conversation, and she nearly turns straight back around out the door

but obvs they have this vibe so the second she walks in he looks up and they make eye contact and violet about passes out on the spot because how the hell is she meant to keep her hands to herself all night when he looks like that?

and more importantly how is she going to avoid anyone else noticing her infatuation with her chief?

she tries to chill out a bit as the night goes on as she settles at a table with stella and sylvie just chatting. but alas nothing can ever go so smooth.

she heads up to the bar for another round for the three of them when she feels him slide up beside her, so close that their shoulders are touching

and he's got that smirk

(and she wants to drag him out the back and have her fill of him because he just looks so damn good) but she tries not to think too deeply about that

"hello, violet." how can he be so casual?

"hi, chief hawkins." she hopes she doesn't look as unhinged as she feels

herrmann places the drinks down in front of her, and before she has a chance, evan has taken two of them plus his own drink, under the guise of "giving her a hand" ??????? this man is gonna kill her before the night is out

and of course, brett offers him to join them at their table and of course he accepts

so for the rest of the night, violet is stuttering through a conversation with two of her closest friends and her (secret) boyfriend all the while said secret boyfriends hand is slowly running up and down her thigh and it's just so distracting but so good

she almost combusts with sheer joy when brett and kidd call it a night because she can finally slip away, subtly, with evan to finally have her way with him

yep, this man will be the death of her

[timeguardians]

[samrsgyi]

My master list

One Chicago:

Chicago fire:

Kelly severide

Stella kidd

Sylvie Brett

Violet Mikami

Evan Hawkins

Blake gallo

Ritter

Cruz

Casey

Herrman

Mouch(platonic)

Otis

Leslie

Gabby

Chicago PD:

Jay Halstead

Erin Lindsay

Kim burgess

Adam Ruzek

Kevin Atwater

Hank voight

Hailey Upton

Chicago Med:

Connor

Ava

Natalie

April

Robin

Hannah

Will

Sarah

Maggie

Denise

Cloverfield:

Rob

Jason

Beth

Lily

Marlena

Hud

10 Cloverfield lane:

Emmett

Michelle

(No frank that bitch is disgusting)

Cloverfield Paradox:

Ava Hamilton

Mina Jensen

Ernst Schmidt

Life (2017)

David

Miranda

Hugh

Sho

Kat

9-1-1:

Buck

Hen

Karen

Bobby

Eddie

Chim

Maddie

Josh

Athena

May

Albert

Lena

9-1-1 Lone star:

Owen

Marjan

Paul

Nancy

Mateo

Judd

Grace

TK( Male!Reader or GN!Reader, he's gay people)

Carlos(Male!Reader or GN!Reader)

Tommy

Michelle

Station 19:

Jack

Andy

Vic

Travis

Demon slayer:

Tanjiro

Nezuko

Zenitsu

Inosuke

Kanao

Genya

Uzui

Shinobu

Mitsuri

Obanai

Rengoku

Gyomei

Muichiro(Platonic)

Sanemi

Aoi

Naho(platonic)

Sumi(Platonic)

Kiyo(Platonic)

A/n- FORGOT TO MENTION!!!!! For Chicago fire I will do Stellaride x reader any gender. It's gonna be poly remember I am taking requests. I could also do brettsey x reader. On Cloverfield poly relationship I could do Beth x Rob x reader. Jason x lily x reader

Hud x reader x Marlena. For demon slayer! (This one is not really poly but I'll give it a shot) Uzui x his wives and reader. Tankana x reader. ZenNezu x reader. AoIno x reader. I can make all these poly platonic or affectionate if only you guys want.

That's it. My hands hurt so bad.

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CHICAGO FIRE | 11x02

[anhandfulgirl18]

Every single thing to come has turned into ashes...

[fighterkimburgess]

Slow Dancing

Summary: At a CFD awards gala, Violet makes a decision to go for what makes her happy.

Words: 1.4k

Warnings: alcohol

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Violet stared at herself in the mirror, eyeliner perfect and her hair in an updo. Sylvie had convinced her to go to a salon for the two of them to get their hair done together before getting ready for the gala. It was the last thing she wanted to do, but she was getting her formal award so she had to turn up. Once the back was on her earring she stood, slipping into her heels. The dark green satin dress hung perfectly, her makeup neat. She’d be fine.

Apart from wishing that her paramedic chief would spend more time with her. But that was never going to happen, he was right. They needed space.

“Are you ready?” Sylvie called, knocking Violet back to orbit. She came out of the spare room, Sylvie on FaceTime to Matt and the boys.

“Here’s my partner who’s getting an award tonight! You look amazing.” Sylvie grinned and handed over a wine glass to Violet, the younger woman looking at the phone screen.

“Hey Casey, Ben, Griffin. Having a good night?”

“It’s only four here, but it’s good. Heading for dinner in a while. Congratulations on the award, you deserve it!”

It was a quick goodbye to them as they were ready to leave, Violet knocking back the last of her wine as the cab driver called to say they were downstairs.

The entire drive she could feel her nerves rise, Sylvie able to tell and holding her hand. It would be fine. It had to be. They walked in together, each receiving drinks tokens and looking around.

“You ok?” Sylvie asked, Violet nodding.

“Fine. I just hate being the centre of attention. But it’ll be fine.”

“You deserve this. Don’t panic.” Boden came up behind her, a hand on her shoulder that nearly made her jump. “Chief Hawkins has been singing your praises about that rescue. He wants you to know you deserve it. We all know you’re a fantastic medic, Violet.”

“Thanks. It means a lot.” The conversations went from there, and as the dinner was served she sat at the table with her shift. Everyone turned up to celebrate her, congratulating her on the award. But once the dry beef and over salted potatoes had been eaten it was time for the awards. Violet was one of three paramedics being awarded, the only one for a resuscitation. She watched Hawkins walk onto the stage, her heart doing a flip flop as she watched him in his well fitting suit and bow tie.

“As Paramedic Field Chief I’ve been honoured to do ride alongs with different paramedics under my tenure. And on my own ride along with Paramedic Violet Mikami I saw just how talented she was. We were called to the birth of a child who wasn’t breathing, and I watched her intubate and revive him after meconium ingestion. He made a full recovery, and in six weeks has gained several pounds and according to his mother is growing like a weed. They named him Joseph Mikami, as a way to honour the paramedic who saved his life. It’s not as impressive as naming an infant after her, but I’m proud that CFD is honouring her with the Clinical Resuscitation Award. Paramedic Violet Mikami, of Firehouse 51!”

The crowd cheered, everyone at the 51 tables standing to clap. She could hear Capp whistling as she walked up, smiling and taking the hand Hawkins offered for a shake. There were several others on the Paramedic Chief level there who she shook with before Hawkins pinned the award to her dress. Flashes popped for photos, Evan’s hand at the small of her back and all Violet could focus on was him beside her, the warmth of his hand through the thin fabric. There was a spark as he touched her and she tried to ignore it, but it was so difficult to do.

Finally she could get off the stage, sitting back down to watch everyone else get their awards. Once the medals were given out it was time for mingling and dancing, and all Violet wanted was to go home. But instead she went to the bathroom for a deep breath and a break.

She knew the step back between them was a good idea, that dating your boss was a bad idea. Or if it was even an ok idea there could be problems. It didn’t stop the heart wanting what it wanted. And what her heart was so desperate for was Evan Hawkins. She’d never felt this way about anyone before, she’d never wanted to even just hold someone’s hand that much.

There was a knock on the cubicle door, and she tilted her head back to blink back the emotions.

“One minute.”

“Take your time, I’m here.” It was Sylvie, and Violet tried to smile at her, but it was a fake smile. “You really like him, don’t you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Hawkins. A blind man could see how the two of you are, and how jealous Gallo is of the two of you. What’s going on?”

Violet shrugged, taking a moment before responding. “I asked if he has feelings. He said we need to take a step back. So I’m taking a step back.”

She studied Sylvie’s face, realising that she’d seen her PIC with a similar look on her face before. Except then it was because Violet had talked to her about Casey.

“I don’t know Hawkins too well, but he’s a Good man. And yeah you can make excuses about his job, your job, all of it. But you both deserve to be happy. And I think that he could make you happy, Partner. I really do.”

“How did you know that Casey was for you?” The question fell out of Violet’s mouth before she realised what she was asking. “You don’t need to answer.”

“But I can. Remember that call last year with the doll collectors?”

“God, yeah, that living room was creepy.”

“Yeah. But the wife said something that made sense to me. When you know, you know. What does your gut tell you about Hawkins?”

They were quiet, Violet thinking for a moment. But she knew. She’d known since the end of that shift together. It wasn’t love, but it could easily become it. She wanted it to be. She trusted him.

“I know.”

Sylvie reached across to wrap her into a hug, the smaller woman pulling her close.

“Then tell him. You deserve to be happy, partner. That’s what I want for you.”

“Thanks, Sylvie.”

She left the bathroom and went to the bar, Stella and Severide stopping her to congratulate her. Stella’s brand new engagement ring was on her finger, Violet cooing over the platinum and diamond ring as the couple grinned. But with a drink in her hand she escaped to the edge of the room, looking out over the Chicago skyline.

“You deserved that award.” Violet turned around at Evan’s words, a small smile on her face.

“Thank you. I think we need to talk about things.” His face fell at her words, but Violet stood tall, nearly as tall as him in her heels. “I don’t want a step back. I know there’s the conflict with our jobs, but I want this. And I think you want it too.”

His face was still and she was terrified that she’d said too much, that she’d misread everything. But his free hand reached out, linking fingers with her for a moment before dropping them.

“I do too. Will you dance with me?”

They left their drinks on a table, Evan’s hand on the small of her back as they walked onto the dance floor where a mid tempo song was playing. But as they got into a rhythm the song changed, a slow one coming over the PA system. Violet went to move away, but he took her hand, his other hand on her hip as he pulled her in.

“Stay and dance.”

It was a quiet sentence but Violet out her other hand on his shoulder, feeling the warmth radiating through his jacket as they swayed in time to the music. And standing on that dance floor, ignoring everyone around them, Violet Mikami raised her lips for a kiss that she knew she wanted to be her last first kiss.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Chicago Fire Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Evan Hawkins/Violet Mikami, Violet Mikami/Evan Hawkins Characters: Violet Mikami, Evan Hawkins Additional Tags: One Shot, Short One Shot, New Relationship, Newly established relationship, Spoilers for 10x12 "Show of Force", Important Conversations, How is Ao3 not filtering this ship tag yet?, I told myself not to but I couldn't resist, this ship is perfect Summary:

It’s been a few weeks since the gala. They’ve seen each other every chance they can get. But Violet knows this phase won’t last forever. They’re quickly reaching a tipping point. A line of demarcation that separates casual from committed is rapidly approaching and she has no idea what they want to do when the time comes.