jayforfirefic
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- 9-1-1 (TV) (11)
- Chicago Fire (10)
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“You came,” Buck says, blinking down at him in surprise as if Kelly hadn’t promised he was on his way twenty minutes ago. As if he hasn’t shown up every single time Buck has asked for well over a year now. His look of surprise pisses Kelly off a little more every time, though it’s not directed at Buck. No, his anger is reserved for whoever the hell so thoroughly convinced Buck that he isn’t worth showing up for. He’d really like to get his hands on that person someday. “Sorry for waking you up to come rescue my ass again.”
“How many times have I gotta tell you, Ev? You can always call me, and I’m always gonna show up.”
Buck’s laugh comes out painfully hoarse and chased by a cough that shakes his whole frame. When it finally dies he ducks his head and manages to smile up at Kelly despite being a good three inches taller. “Couple more times, probably. It takes a lot to get through my thick skull.”
Or, Buck and Kelly grow into their relationship and grow up together.
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- Part 4 of Chicago: 9-1-1
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Bradley opens his mouth to say yes. Yes, it’s years too late. It was too late the day Maverick pulled his application to the Naval Academy, too late the day Maverick let him walk out the door heatsick and heartsick, sure that the only Alpha he had ever known or wanted would never want him back.
“Take me home,” he says instead. Pathetic, so pathetic, he’s living down to every stereotype of an Omega brought low by heat, but how could he do anything else when the object of his every fantasy since he presented is looking at him like that? When it turns out that maybe, just maybe, after all this time, Mav actually does want him back. “Take me home, Mav.”
For the prompt: omega rooster who got rejected by (his, to him) his alpha and then got his papers pulled. when mav comes in at top gear rooster instantly falls into heat
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I’ll see you around is still clattering around in Buck’s head while he unlocks the door of his ground floor duplex and fumbles along the wall for the light switch. Buck 2.0 would have grabbed onto that like a lifeline, angling for a date and a relationship with the hot, funny guy who’s been showing up week after week to order the same drinks and unsubtly check him out. Maybe it even would have worked out - Jay has lonely eyes, and he’d sounded like he meant it.
Buck pushes that thought down as deep as he can and bends to greet Sunshine. He knows it’s pathetic, holding one sided conversations with a dog in a barely decorated apartment two thousand miles away from anyone who’s ever claimed to love him, but at the same time...nobody really expected him to survive having a ladder truck dropped on him and all the surgeries that followed. Anything he does at this point, even just getting out of bed and putting on his leg, is pretty damn impressive.
At least that’s what he has to keep telling himself.
Or, Buck and Jay are both lonely and deeply traumatized. Maybe they can muddle through it together.
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“What if there’s a miracle?” Buck had asked, straining against Casey’s grip to get closer to the hospital room, “What if he wakes up?”
“There won’t be a miracle,” the doctor had said, “And if there is, what wakes up won’t be your husband. You’re a paramedic, Mr. Severide, you know as well as I do that he was down for too long. I’m very sorry.”
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“Baby,” Kelly sighs, and Buck’s gaze is drawn to the lines of exhaustion around his eyes, his mouth. I’m on the wrong side of thirty to be pulling all nighters echoes around the inside of Buck’s head in Kelly’s groaning voice. A memory, he’s sure, but he can’t place where or when it’s from before it disappears. The real Kelly is talking again, and that’s probably more important. “Have you been here all night?”
Clearly he expects an answer. Buck should be able to give him one. The problem is… “I don’t know,” Buck croaks. He doesn’t remember how long it’s been since he had anything to drink, either, but his raw throat clearly thinks the answer is too long. Squinting at the counter past Kelly’s shoulder, he tries to arrange his thoughts into some kind of order. “I went for a run at one.”
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After leaving Moiraine behind at the Eye of the World, Rand wanders southward, until he runs across the city of Cairhien, and discovers someone there he hadn't expected to see ever again.
Rand studied the man in disbelief.
His dark hair was longer now, enough so that he needed to reach up every now and then to push it back as he flirted with the stall vendor. His beard was shorter, or not so much shorter but a different shape — the sides were shaved off, that was the difference. His clothes were still as messy and disheveled as ever but… finer fabrics, more vibrant shades, cut more tightly against the silhouette of his body.
He finished paying for his food — a meat pie, it looked to be — and, after one last smile to the vendor, he started walking away.
As if drawn by a tether, Rand followed.
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Bookmarked by jayforfirefic
08 May 2025
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starved in desert wild by marchflower for lkay09
Fandoms: The Last of Us (Video Games), The Last of Us (TV)
11 Oct 2024
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It reminds her of that winter on the road, after Silver Lake, when they were both so beaten down that they could barely hunt or walk or scavenge for weeks. They’d sat holed up in that old gas station and ate cold beans and frozen berries and once or twice, some squirrels, some little rabbits. The meat was always stringy and tough; Ellie remembers the way it’d felt going down, greasy and slick, the way it pooled like rancid oil in her stomach. Some nights she’d have to sit propped up all night against Joel’s shoulder and breathe with her mouth open to keep from puking. She never, not once since they’d come back to Jackson, thought that she’d ever feel like that here.
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After the horde settles in around Jackson, the town faces dire consequences as their food supply starts to run out.
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Fulfills the prompt: Starvation
Series
- Part 5 of Whumptober 2024
- Part 2 of little girl found
Bookmarked by jayforfirefic
12 Apr 2025
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Peña's hiding something. Murphy's going to figure out what, even if it wrecks his entire fucking life.
(Or, finding out that your partner fucks dudes and losing your mind about it in a completely heterosexual way.)
Bookmarked by jayforfirefic
29 Mar 2025
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Javier turns to look up at Murphy. They’ve never been stupid enough to get jealous of each other, or to think that whatever they had in Colombia was “exclusive” or some shit like that, and Javier knows he’s got the best poker face around, knows it—but goddamn if he can’t keep his voice from going just a little high when he says, “You didn’t—”
A shit-eating grin spreads across Murphy’s face. And with a clear, sharp rush of understanding, that’s when Javier knows he’s well and truly fucked up.
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- Part 2 of Take Me Home
Bookmarked by jayforfirefic
20 Mar 2025
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“Oh, it's just a little something I like to call the music of my people,” Steve says. He’s wanted to do this ever since he watched Javi dancing at the bar the other night, and so far, so good. He’d had time to do just about everything except chug copious amounts of alcohol to calm his singing nerves.
He takes Javi’s beers and stashes the case in the fridge—there’s not much competition for the space, anyway. Javi is still staring at the stereo like it’s cursed. “Your people are my people too, you know,” he mutters. “In theory.”
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- Part 1 of Take Me Home
Bookmarked by jayforfirefic
20 Mar 2025