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englishstrawbie · 1 year

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song prompt: "You, you are my universe, and I just want to put you first, And you, you are my universe, And you make my world light up inside, My universe" - My Universe - Coldplay for Maya/Carina please :)

Thank you for this prompt, I loved writing such a soft moment for them. ❤️ The only version of this song I could find was Coldplay X BTS, so I guess I've listened to my first Kpop song now!

A link to the song

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It is just after midday when Maya wakes, a busy shift sending her to bed as soon as she had stepped through the front door to catch up on the little sleep she’d had overnight. After quick kiss on the cheek for Carina, who was up and making breakfast when she got home, she had fallen into bed and was asleep within minutes of her head resting on the pillow, her mind and body exhausted from the numerous fires and disasters they had tackled during their twenty-four hours on shift.

She rolls onto her back and stretches out her limbs, shuffling down the bed until her feet hang over the edge so that she can reach her hands over her head. She groans as her muscles wake up, then flings the covers to one side and steps out of bed. The air is chilly and she grabs a hoodie, pulling it over her head as she walks into the apartment.

Her footsteps are quiet and she goes unnoticed to Carina, who is sat on the couch, stretched out along the cushions with a blanket over her legs. Her laptop is open on her lap and she is typing away – probably working on another research project. Her head sways from time to time, which tells Maya that she listening to music as she works, opting for earphones instead of the Bluetooth speakers so as not to disturb her.

Maya loves to watch her work – the way her brow crinkles as she concentrates and her lips twist as she reads another medical report; the way her eyes sparkle with passion as she talks about her latest ideas and her voice raises by an octave when she goes off on another rant about how there is so much more funding for research projects aimed at men than there is for women. She can’t see her face, but Maya can picture her biting into her bottom lip as she writes.

Leaning against the wall, a wave of contentment washes over her. It is a familiar feeling and one that took her by surprise the first time she had experienced it. It was the night that Carina had moved in and they were curled up on the couch together, Carina’s head on her chest as they rested after a busy day of unpacking and sorting. Maya had sighed happily, feeling as if life couldn’t get any better than it was in that moment.

And yet it had got better. With every day that passes, they learn more about each and fall deeper in love, and Maya grows happier.

For most of her life, she has strived for more; taught to demand the best, to always aim for the next goal. And sure, she still has plans to climb the ranks and become Battalion Chief one day, but life has shown her that she doesn’t have sacrifice anything to get there – not herself or her happiness or her relationships. Everything she has achieved lately, as she excels in her captaincy, is made so much better with Carina by her side – her best supporter and her biggest cheerleader.

Maya wanders through the apartment, taking Carina by surprise as she slips her hands around her neck and leans down, pressing her lips to her cheek and kissing her softly.

“Hey you.”

“Hmm hello,” Carina purrs, pulling out her earphones and turning her head. Her hand snakes its way into Maya’s hair and she pulls her closer for a proper kiss, capturing her lips with her own.

She tastes of coffee – as always; an empty espresso cup nearby.

“Did you sleep?”

“I did,” Maya says with a nod. She sits down, perching on the edge of the couch next to Carina’s hips, her hand resting at the top of Carina’s thigh. “What are you working on?”

“An article,” Carina says. “A journal contacted me yesterday, they heard about my orgasm study and asked me to write about it. I thought I’d get started while you rested.”

“That’s amazing!” Maya gushes, her eyes full of love as she looks at her girlfriend fondly. “You’re amazing.”

Carina smiles and closes her laptop, reaching over and placing it onto the coffee table before sitting up straight and sliding her hands around Maya’s waist. Her fingers play with the top of Maya’s shorts, her fingers tucking into them and tickling the soft skin of her belly.

“Do you have paperwork to do today?”

It is not unusual for Maya to spend her days off catching up on incident reports and fire safety records, especially after such a busy shift. She knows that her inbox is full of emails waiting for her reply and she will be inundated when she gets back to her desk tomorrow. Usually it would encourage her to spend a few hours at the table with her laptop – but not today.

She shakes her head.

“Nope.” She curls her finger under Carina’s chin and leans in for another kiss. “The only thing I wanna do today is you.”

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thedefinitionofendgame · 3 years

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Love Is Enough

Surrera and Station 19 family multi-chap | Rated T | Canon-compliant

*spoilers for season 4 of station 19*

A/N: we all knew I was going to write a fic about the s4 finale after it ended the way it did. I am very upset at the writers for portraying Sullivan in the way they did—they did him dirty 110%. anyways, that’s where I come in with a fix-it fic. while all events that took place in the finale did happen prior to the start of this fic, that’s where similarities end. this is how Surrera makes it back to each other and how Sullivan makes it up to the team. also cute marina scenes because they’re married now (the only good part of the finale)

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You can read this work on ao3 as well ; Prequel fic for Code Red

Written & cover by @thedefinitionofendgame

Chapter 1 - I Don't Know How

Andy was beginning to regret sleeping on the couch. When she had moved into Sullivan’s place after their marriage, she wasn’t so sure about a brown leather couch that had stiff rectangle sides. It turned out to be a good couch for movie watching and pretty sturdy for sex, but sleeping was a whole different story. Especially after seven days of this.

Sullivan—her husband but she had resorted to calling him only by his last name when she was mad—had told her that she could sleep in their bed and that he’d take the couch. But Andy was too angry to accept any pity from him. She could barely look at him, and wished she could just sleep at the station. However, with everything happening, the station was worse than sleeping in the same house as him. A traitor to her, her station 19 family and most of all to her best friend Maya. While it was out of respect for her best friend that she was angry at Sullivan, she was also just pissed off that he would try yet again to move up the ranks fast. Who on Earth ever thought that was a good idea? Clearly not Sullivan, because if he had stopped that thought for a goddamn moment, he wouldn’t have tried to swoop in and take Maya’s job.

“Stupid vulture,” Andy muttered under her breath, as she rolled over two inches and ended up off the couch. He was vulture-like; swooping in and stealing something that wasn’t his. Vultures ate dead animals on the sides of roads and Sullivan moving in after Maya’s captaincy job went up in flames, was really no different. Yes, Andy quite liked her new comparison of her husband to a vulture.

Unfortunately, Sullivan walked downstairs at that moment to see her smirking. “Something funny?” He asked, in the husky voice that he used only in the morning before his coffee. Ugh, she needed to take her mind off that immediately.

“No.” Andy refused to meet his gaze. Picking up the blanket she had stolen off their bed, she moved to climb the stairs. “I am going to take a shower and get ready. You better be out of this house by the time I return downstairs.”

Sullivan sighed. He had tried for the past week to try to get his wife to hear him out, but she wasn’t having it. He knew how stubborn and headstrong she was, although he never thought she would ever use it for longer than a couple hours on him. After day two, Sullivan found out he was very wrong. So he just begrudgingly agreed to whatever she told him. “Alright. You do know we could drive together? Save money on gas.”

“There is no way I’m sitting in the same car with you for the twenty minute drive to work. I can barely be in the same room as you for two.” With a final swish of her hair over her shoulder, she climbed the stairs and slammed their bedroom door behind her.

Sighing louder this time, Sullivan poured himself a coffee and leaned against the kitchen counter to drink it. He could hear the water start upstairs and he wished that he and Andy weren’t fighting. For reasons other than sex, of course. But his mind couldn’t help but wander because on a regular day he would’ve chased her to the bathroom and had his way with her. Clearly that wasn’t going to happen for a very long time now. Knowing he had better be gone by the time Andy got out of the shower, Sullivan quickly downed his coffee, grabbed his keys, wallet and phone, then left wondering if it was always going to be like this. He sure hoped not.

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When she emerged from the shower in a cloud of steam, Andy listened at the door for movement and wondered if Sullivan had actually left or not. She stepped outside of the bedroom but was met with silence. Andy silently thanked her husband for leaving; he had finally taken the hint that she didn’t want to hear his excuses. What he had done was unforgivable, and frankly Andy didn’t know if she would ever be able to look at him the same way. He really thought that it would be possible to justify his actions after everything that happened. Maybe Maya losing her job had been inevitable, yet it was not inevitable for Sullivan to volunteer himself for the captaincy position.

Andy thought she knew her husband. She thought she knew the man she had fallen in love with. While she understood how being demoted had affected him, mentally and physically, that did not mean he could go and take Maya’s captaincy job. When she had found out what he did, there had been so much yelling and screaming, Andy was surprised the neighbours didn’t call over wondering what the hell was going on. Her behaviour at the wedding was two days after what happened, and she was still steaming with anger.

Now, Andy was mad. But she wasn’t upset so much as disappointed. Yeah, that was what she felt. Disappointment. Nearly everyone she knew had been flabbergasted to say the least, that she had married the battalion chief after dating him in secret for a few months. Heck, Andy was a bit surprised herself. Yet Maya Bishop had stuck by her side and congratulated her about her marriage, even when the rest of the station freaked out. Travis and Vic had calmed down soon enough, though Jack seemed to be the most judgmental. Rightfully so, as Andy had turned down Jack’s proposal ages ago but accepted Sullivan’s when it was even more of a surprise. That didn’t mean Andy hadn’t been a bit hurt about it, and she had even ranted to Maya about everyone’s reactions later that night. Maya and Andy had had their rough moments—what friendship didn’t, was the real question—although in the end they were there for each other. They stuck up for each other, and they stood beside one another. Andy agreed with Maya’s call that day with the young boy who needed to get to a hospital as fast as possible. In the same situation, Andy would’ve done the same thing. She had been very tempted to tell Fire Chief McAllister that fact herself. Fear of losing her own job held her back at the time but now she wanted nothing more than to storm his office and tell him just what she thought.

Ugh, he just makes me so mad! Andy thought, slamming down her hairbrush. There were tangles in her curls still, yet she couldn’t be bothered to get rid of them. Instead she twisted her hair into a low bun and threw on some clothes. Time to face another day of work. Maybe she would go see Maya afterwards, and share her new nickname for Sullivan with her. At least that might make her smile. Maya could use all the love she could get right now, although luckily Carina was there to put her wife through the motions everyday…

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“Do you want me to go over there and punch him?” Carina asked, pacing up and down the short hallway between their living room and bedroom. “Because I will, and I don’t think he wants to hear an Italian woman screaming at him alongside the stinging blow to the face.”

Maya tried to smile to let her wife know that she was thankful for the sentiment, but everything was just too fresh to make a joke about. “No. I don’t want that. Plus what would Andy say?”

Carina’s eyes narrowed, then she relaxed them and the corners of her mouth turned up. “I heard Andy’s been arguing with Sullivan non-stop at the station. Even giving him the silent treatment. Like she said the other day, she’s on your side. So I personally believe she’d thank me if I decided to punch her husband.”

“Haha.” Maya finally laughed even though inside she felt like crying. It had been five days since she had lost her job. Lost her standing as captain and the respect it had built. She had been the first captain of Station 19, and frankly one of the first captains of the SFD. And for what, to be demoted back to firefighter for a small protocol issue? Damn, well clearly someone had it out for her from the beginning.

It made her feel a little bit better, though, to know that Andy was on her side. She could easily have taken her husband’s but she chose her best friend’s side. That was some dedication. Maya just hoped Andy and Sullivan’s marriage would be okay. She remembered making comments about their marriage on her own wedding day and how perfect they were. Little did Maya know at the time, Andy and Sullivan were fighting behind closed doors about his choice to swoop in and attempt to steal Maya’s job.

At this point, she didn’t even know what was going on at the station. Maya hadn’t been back to work since she got demoted, mainly because she had planned to take time off after her wedding. She and Carina couldn’t travel anywhere due to COVID restrictions, but they had planned to lounge around and have sex all day long. So much for those plans. It was yet another thing Maya was sorry about, and would need to make up for in the future. Luckily Carina didn’t seem to have a problem with their plans being cancelled. She preferred to play the game of “what other way can I make Sullivan miserable” every minute. Even though Maya knew Carina wouldn’t follow through with any of them, some of the things she thought up were sort of clever. The answers ranged from filling his turnout boots with lego bricks, to kicking him in the shins; both things Maya had thought about doing the day after she found out her verdict.

While Maya wasn’t anywhere near ready to forgive Sullivan, she certainly wasn’t as angry with him as Carina was. She was hurt and confused, but not angry. Which surprised Maya, because she normally jumped to conclusions when it came to wrong-doings. Though maybe Maya was growing as a person after this demotion. God, it still hurt to think about it.

Maya swung her feet off the couch and stood up. “I’m going to take a shower,” she announced.

Carina stopped pacing immediately. “Would you like company?”

Sadly, Maya shook her head. “No thanks, babe. But I would love some of the soup you made last night.”

“Okay, I’ll warm some up right now.” Carina quickly came over and wrapped her arms around Maya. “I love you, no matter what. I married you for you and I’m prepared to be here for all of it; the good, the bad and the ugly.”

“I love you too,” Maya said and leaned into her wife’s embrace. Maybe one day things would be okay. But clearly not for a very, very long time.

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