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Requests I am working on that will probably take a while to come out!

Guys, thank you for sending your requests in, I will definitely try writing all of them!

However, they may take a while to come out because tomorrow I’m leaving for holidays, and then I have a pretty tedious exam at university.

Don’t worry though, I’ve seen them and will definitely write them for you!

Here is the WIP list, in no particular order!!

Ravi x fem!reader - Ravi comforts reader after a bad day (tysm for requesting Ravi I love him!!)

Eddie x Buckley!fem!reader - Eddie falls in love with Buck’s twin sister and Buck sets them up.

Eddie x fem!reader - Eddie is head over heels for Buck’s best friend.

Buck x fem!reader - enemies to lovers.

Athena x fem!reader - jealousy (YESS WLW REQUEST. I love who requested this)

All of these will be published, just be a little patient with the time!

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Closing requests for now! Thank you for everyone that sent something in. I would have accepted more but tomorrow I’m leaving for holidays and then I have exams, so they might take a while to come out!

911 Requests are Open!!

Send something in, I’d love to try and write your idea!!

Check my introduction post for the characters I write for, though it’s basically everyone!

My favorite character to write is Buck, and if someone has some reverse hurt/comfort requests (it’s basically when the reader comforts the character), those are my jam!

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911 Requests are Open!!

Send something in, I’d love to try and write your idea!!

Check my introduction post for the characters I write for, though it’s basically everyone!

My favorite character to write is Buck, and if someone has some reverse hurt/comfort requests (it’s basically when the reader comforts the character), those are my jam!

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Platonic!118 x Poly!Reader - Family.

based on this request by @frankcastlelover: Hi idk if you do requests like this but if so can I get 118 x platonic!poly!reader where her gf and bf come to the fire station for whatever reason you want and the readers bf and gf are SUPER alt like lots of piercings/tattoos and crazy colored/styled hair their just a stark contrast to sweet awkward reader who’s still alt just not to as alt.

Summary: How the 118 (your family) met your boyfriend and your girlfriend.

Notes: This is my first ever request, and like my second fic so I'm super anxious, but I had a lot of fun writing this. The reader's dating two Oc's (Sophia and Jackson, yes I'm not good at picking characters' names), I may have based them on my type. Also, I'm not poly myself, so if I represented this wrong I'm so sorry.

@frankcastlelover I really hope you like this, if there are any changes you'd like me to make, please tell me!

Every firefighter in LA wanted to work in the 118. They were well known amongst the other stations for their epic calls and great work, but most of all – for the beautiful and healthy environment that they had. The 118 had always been a family, a safe place for everyone who worked there to just be themselves and really express their identity. Bobby Nash, the captain, made everyone feel welcome and understood and the same could be said of the rest of the team. 

You were the last addition to then 118, yet you fit with the others like you had been there since day one. You had stuck out to them for your slightly alternative style that gave you a peculiar charm.

Buck and Eddie had become your best friends, you were the first person they went to for everything. You tried to help Buck with his dating life who was, honestly, kind of a mess; and Eddie let you babysit Christopher quite often. In Hen you had found a confidant, who would listen to you everytime something worried you. She was the only woman other than you, and she, was also queer so you trusted her with everything. Chimney always made you laugh, no matter how bad your day had been, and you saw Ravi as a little brother, despite being only one year older than him. In Bobby, you had found the father figure you never had. He was kind, patient and caring, always looking out for you.

In the past you had changed many stations, never feeling like you belonged but here, in the 118, everything had changed. You had never felt so accepted in another station before. You didn’t have to hide who you were, you didn’t have to pretend to conform to what – according to society – was the norm. You had found a family that would always love you, no matter what.

That is why you decided to come out to them, to reveal something about yourself that only your closest friends knew. One day, as you were all eating lunch in the station together like always, you took a deep breath and tried to keep your hands from shaking as you finally spoke.

“Uhm… could I have your attention?”

Your voice shook. Bobby turned to you, a kind look in his eyes.

“Of course, kid. Everyone, listen to her”

He spoke, gently, but serious enough to seem like he was giving out an order to the team.

Everyone turned to look at you, their interest obviously piqued.

“Okay so… since you have made me feel so… safe and at home here, I think it’s fair that you know everything about me”

Eddie gave you a reassuring nod, encouraging you to go on. 

“I am queer. Polyamorous, actually.  That means I don’t necessarily-“

You were cut off in your awkward explaining by Hen putting her hand on your shoulder, a soft smile on her face.

“We know what that means, you don’t have to explain”

She spoke softly and her smile made your heart melt in relief.

“So this doesn’t… change anything, right?”

Your voice shook a little with emotion, because it had never been so easy before.

“Of course it doesn’t, your still our probie”

Buck smiled warmly and got up from his seat, rushing to your side to hug you.

“Oh come on, you know I’m not a probie anymore”

You chuckled as you hugged him back, then Ravi added, smiling.

“They never stop calling you that. Trust me, I know”

Everyone hugged you, and the shift went on like nothing was different, like you were still family. When you were about to go home, Bobby walked up and placed a hand on your shoulder.

“I’m proud of you, for stepping up and telling us that. Everytime someone says who they are, the world becomes a better place”

You felt yourself tear up and hugged Bobby.

You were so grateful for your family. 

----

It had been months since you came out to the rest of the 118, and you had started seeing someone, a girl and a guy to be exact. Sophia and Jackson. You had met them at a concert of your favorite band. It was love at first sight once you saw both of them. You were absolutely in love with their style, full of piercings and tattoos. Sophia had her hair dyed a bright pink, and always wore the most beautiful clothing, showing her tattoos that she wore with pride. She had both her eyebrows pierced, as well as her septum, and was the sweetest girl you ever met. Jackson was the guitarist in the band he had with his friends, and he played in small events from time to time. His style was similar to Sophia’s, he had tattoos and wore lots of rings. They certainly weren’t the kind of people that others would expect you to go for, that is why you were curious to see how the 118 would have react when finally meeting them.

At fisrt you had waited some time, to see if this thing you had with Jackson and Sophia was really serious. You didn’t want your family to meet people who would just be a fling. But they weren’t. 

You three were in love, and hiding them was becoming stressful. The excuses you were making up for not being able to go to dinner at Bobby and Athena’s, or for being too busy to babysit Christopher were becoming more and more unbelievable. But you wanted to organize something nice, maybe a luch, or a party at your house. You didn’t want your lovers to just show up. Except one day, they did.

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It had been a long shift with endless calls, and you hadn’t been able to answer your phone all day. This made both your girlfriend and your boyfriend extremely worried. It was never easy dating a firefighter, especially if she hadn’t responded to their texts all day. That’s why they decided to go to the station and see if you were okay themselves.

Once you came back and got out of the firetruck, your eyes widened as you saw Sophia and Jackson standing there, holding hands, clearly worried out of their mind.

“Hey, I didn’t expect to see you here. What happened?”

You asked softly, almost forgetting the dangers of your job.

The others were looking at you, clearly curious after understanding that you did know this people.

“You weren’t answering your phone. Never do that again”

Sophia spoke in a slightly shaky voice, and hugged you tightly, almost cutting you off.

You hugged her back, your eyes looking up at Jackson.

“We were really worried, love”

He whispered. You brought him in the hug as well, almost forgetting you were in front of everyone.

“I’m okay. I’m here”

You answered.

Meanwhile, Buck was looking at you in shock, his mouth wide open. Not only were you dating someone without telling them, but they were so… different from you.

Eddie nudged him with his shoulder.

“Close your mouth. You��ll catch flies, Buck”

“It’s just… look at them!”

Buck smiled, his heart melting as he looked at the three of you.

“They’re adorable. I’m happy for her”

Hen’s sweet voice cut in, as she watched you hug your lovers.

“I’m the only one who’s offended that she didn’t tell us she was dating these cool people?”

Chimney asked, joking lightheartedly.

“Okay, I’m not offended anymore, they look adorable”

He said after a few seconds.

Bobby was just looking at them with a proud expression.

They let you have your moment with your lovers, but after your hug had ended, Buck had already rushed to Sophia and Jackson, introducing himself excitedly. Your partners began talking to everyone, the atmosphere turning domestic and comfortable. You were watching the scene unfold, almost getting emotional. Your lovers were meeting your family, this was the moment you had always dreamed of.

You were brought back to earth by a hand on your shoulder. You turned around and saw Bobby.

“Hey cap. I’m sorry for not telling you about them. I was planning a fancy dinner for everyone to meet”

Bobby smiled and squeezed your shoulder.

“Don’t be sorry. You have every right to take your time. Though, promise you won’t ditch anymore dinners a tour place, or Athena will take that personally”

You smiled at that, a soft laugh escaping you.

“Never again, I promise”

“Oh and from now on, bring Sophia and Jackson with you. They’re family now”

Bobby spoke, and you smiled at him gratefully.

You were finally with the people who loved you. And yes, you were family.

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Hi idk if you do requests like this but if so can I get 118 x platonic!poly!reader where her gf and bf come to the fire station for whatever reason you want and the readers bf and gf are SUPER alt like lots of piercings/tattoos and crazy colored/styled hair their just a stark contrast to sweet awkward reader who’s still alt just not to as alt

I would love to give a shot at writing this!! I should publish it either today or tomorrow, I will tag you once it comes out!

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Birthmark - Evan Buckley x reader

(This is the first fic I have ever written, and I am super nervous to post it so please be kind)

summary: Evan Buckley falls in love with you, and that helps him fall in love with his birthmark as well.

Evan Buckley had never thought people payed attention to what really made him, him. He had quirks, interests, distinctive features but others didn’t notice, not really. Not how he wanted them to. Buck wanted the people he met to notice the way his eyes lit up when talking about what he loved, to pay attention to how he tended to fidget when he was nervous, or to the countless fun facts he knew. He wanted others to notice his smile, his tattoos, his birthmark.

Buck had always had a love-hate relationship with his birthmark. He went from being insecure about it as a kid, to basically forgetting it was even there except from when people he met asked “What is that? Did you get punched in the face?”. And that question never failed to annoy him. It was a birthmark for god’s sake, was it so hard to just understand and no task about it? Apparently it was, until he noticed that it wasn’t.

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The 118 had hired you as a new recruit, you were around Buck’s age and had just begun your probation period. You carried yourself with a particular cheerfulness that immediately caught Buck’s attention. 

When you introduced yourself to him, you spoke your name gently, then your eyes fell on his birthmark, and you, like many others before couldn’t help but comment on it, but there was something different in the way you aknowledged the small bruise shaped mark.

“Is that a birthmark? It’s so pretty”

Buck’s heart skipped a beat, instinctively fidgeting with his fingers

“I- uhm… yes, it is. You’re actually the first person who doesn’t think I’ve been punched in the face”

He sheepishly smiled, and you laughed at his words. 

His heart stuttered in his chest again. He knew he was already smitten. What he didn’t know was how much his birthmark would have grown to mean to you.

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As months went by, you and Buck grew very close. He was there for you everytime you doubted that this was the right job. He gave you a gentle hug after your first bad call, after the first person you couldn’t save. And you had completely stolen his heart. 

It had been a hectic day, the calls seemed to never end. It was a heavy day for you, who were still relatively new to the job, so Bobby told you to go home early and rest.

It was in that moment that you understood that bad calls were hard, but knowing Buck was on a call alone without you was harder. You knew how reckless he could be, you had read him like a book, and recognized how he never put himself first. The thought of not being able to see him, to not be able to make sure he didn’t do anything stupid filled your heart with worry, so before you went home, you rushed to Buck and gave him a hug.

His breath hitched at the unexpected contact, as he wrapped his arms around you like he had done probably too many times already.

“What is this for?”

His voice, just above a whisper, made you shiver.

“Don’t do anyhting reckless”.

He could hear the genuine worry in your voice.

“When am I ever reckless?”

He joked to lighten up the mood, but he knew you were serious. He held you tighter.

“I promise… I’ll come back in one piece”

“You better”

You whispered, then without thinking you gently cupped his cheeks and lowered his head so you could press your lips to his birthmark. Buck felt heat rising to his cheeks, his heart beating out of his chest. No one had ever done anything like this.

“A-and what was this for?”

He whispered.

“For good luck”

You smiled brigthly at him, and that’s when he realized you were his light.

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A year had passed, and you now were an official member of the 118. Buck had sat in the first row during your cerimony, and had rushed to hug you as soon as Bobby had finished his shift. You two were closer than ever, everyone knew that what Buck felt for you wasn’t simple friendship, but you seemed to be the most oblivious person on the entire planet. 

You two were always hugging, always sitting too close to one another, yet no one seemed to want to talk about it. Not only that, the birthmark kiss happened again as well, they seemed to be your special thing.

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There was an awful call one day. A house fire, a family with young kids involved. Everyone had made it out alive, but those kind of calls stuck to a person, especially to such a kind soul like Buck.

You had seen it, you had begun to notice when he couldn’t detach himself enough from the job to not be affected. He had grown quiet, not commenting with you on the way back to the station. You knew he was still carrying the screams, the pleads of those parents to save those children with him.

Once back at the station, you wordlessly tugged on his sleeve and pulled him aside.

“Hey” 

You whispered.

“If I remember correctly it was you who told me to not pretend to be okay”

He shook his head then spoke, his glassy eyes refusing to meet yours.

“It’s stupid. They made it out, everyone’s okay. I shouldn’t feel like this”

You cupped his cheeks again, and gently tilted his face to make him look at you. His teary eyes broke your heart, he always showed so much emotion with his gaze alone.

“It’s not stupid. It’s true, everyone’s okay and that’s also thanks to you”

You spoke gently.

“But that doesn’t mean you have to be”

A tear fell down his cheek.

“I-I don’t think I’m okay”

You nodded and then tilted his head down. You pressed another gentle kiss to his birthmark, his heart rate increasing like everytime you did that. And Buck just let his head drop onto your shouder and wrapped his arm aorund you. This hug felt different, it felt like Buck was allowing himself to not be okay for once.

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It was probably after that moment, after he had felt okay again and had returned to being lucid, that Buck had decided he was going to tell you how he felt. Of course that wasn’t easy, and it was just an excuse for his stupid insecurities to rear their ugly head again. All the times he had been left behind, all the friendships he had ruined by sleeping with them came back to mind.

He couldn’t lose you, he couldn’t lose what he had with you, he couldn’t make this awkward. But he also couldn’t keep his feelings hidden anymore, because they were stopping him from having normal conversations with you. 

So he decided to tell you. He didn’t plan anything too fancy, he knew he wasn’t your style. You had told him about how you cringed every time your past partners had been too extra. He just invited you over and cooked dinner. You loved his cooking.

After eating, when you were both sitting on the couch he finally decided to get this over with before his courage failed him.

“I have something I have to tell you”

You turned arund, your eyes soft as you looked at him.

“You can tell me everything, Buck”

“I know but this is complicated”

He took a deep breath.

“I-I thought I maybe shouldn’t be saying anything. That I shouldn’t be… spoiling what we have, but I can’t. I can’t keep pretending I see you just as a friend. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you as a friend and I know you probably don’t feel the same because you’re so cool and I’m just me and I-“

You cut him off. For the first time you hadn’t listened to his rambling you otherwise loved so much. And you had cut him off by pressing a soft kiss to his birthmark, again. His breath hitched again, his eyes looking into yours with so much love. He couldn’t speak for a moment, so you spoke instead.

“I love you too, Buck”

He was completely starstruck, his heart beating wildly, until he let out a soft laugh.

“You… You kissed my birthmark before you kissed my lips”

You smiled at that.

“Of course. No one else has this little thing but you. It’s special”

Your finger traced the shape of his birthmark softly.

He allowed himself to get lost in your eyes for a moment, then he asked with a playful smirk.

“Can you kiss my lips too, though?”

You smiled and rolled your eyes playfully.

“I guess we can make that work”

And you two kissed. Your lips met his and Buck had to say, your kisses on his birthmark did feel even more special than this.

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You and Buck had been dating for months and you couldn’t be happier. You two basically lived together, spending every night at his place.

You two were cuddling. Buck’s head was on your lap and your fingers were tracing the shape of his birthmark. He spoke in a gentle voice, almost afraid to break the comfortable silence.

“You know… before you came along, I never appreciated my birthmark. I went from hating it to forgetting about it. But now I love it”

He trailed off, then continued.

“I love it because you love it. Because it feels like something only you can have”

“I love it too. I loved it since the day I met you”

You pressed another gentle kiss to his birthmark, and his heartbeat sped up again.

“Your heart still races when I do that”

You smiled.

“You notice that?”

He asked gently.

“I always noticed that, since the first time I did it. It’s cute”

“Good. Because I don’t think I’ll ever be able to keep my heart from beating out my chest with you”

You kissed him again, on the lips this time and Buck was finally sure. Someone had payed attention to him, really payed attention.

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Introduction Post, about me and my writing.

My name is Mati, I use she/her pronouns and I’m bisexual. I’m 20 and I’m from Italy.

English is not my first language so please be patient if there any any mistakes!!

For now I only write for 911, but I want to add more fandoms in the future as I get more comfortable writing other characters!

Keep reading for the Fandoms and Characters I write for, general info about my writing, what I DON’T write and my favorite things to write.

Fandoms and Characters I write for:

911

Evan Buckley

Eddie Diaz

Chimney Han

Ravi Panikkar

Bobby Nash

Hen Wilson

Athena Grant

Maddie Buckley

May Grant

Platonic 118

Poly Buddie

General Info:

For now I will only write x Reader one shots.

I prefer to write female reader, though I can write gn and male reader if requested! I can also make different versions of a fic, and you can ask me to change the reader’s gender for an already published story.

I write both romantic and platonic requests!!

What I DON’T write:

- I do not write smut as I’m on the asexual spectrum and don’t feel comfortable with it.

- I will not write romantic Hen x male reader, but platonic requests are welcome!

- I will also never erase Buck’s bisexuality.

- I may not write about things I am not familiar with such as certain disabilities or disorders, just because I am afraid to not pay it justice or represent it inaccurately. If I’m not familiar with something you requested, I will tell you and then I may not write it, or just be vague about it.

- I will not write anything that makes me uncomfortable. I am not comfortable with writing graphic scenes of SA, Suicide or Violence (aside from Canon events in the show).

- I will not write child!reader. I just don’t think I do it well.

- I will not write anything that spreads hate: racism, homophobia, transphobia, ableism or any kind of discrimination will not be tolerated.

My Favorite Things to Write:

-My absolute favorite character to write for is Evan Buckley!!

-I will try basically anything, but my favorite trope is hurt/comfort - whump, specifically reverse comfort (where the reader comforts the character). But I also really like fluffy scenarios and soft things.

- For the female characters, I prefer to write WLW.

+ a little extra on how I write Evan Buckley!

In all my works (unless requested otherwise), Buck will have ADHD, even if it isn’t mentioned, or a prominent part of the story, just know that I wrote it with ADHD!Buck in mind.

I do not have ADHD myself, but I know quite well about it. It is an headcanon that is so dear to me, and has become basically canon to me whenever I think about Buck. I thought it was nice to include that whenever I wrote about him, but if it bothers you, you can ask me to not include that in your request!