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[callsign-dexter]

Love Conquers All

Request: Hiiii Sweetheart! 😍 I'm really really sorry for another Antonio imagine and I'd understand if you don't want to do it. I had the idea of being his girl (not a cop tho) and you both love each other with all your heart. But his ex wife comes to the precinct just as you also visit him and she's terrible to you, making you feel not good enough for him. Antonio of course stands up for you but he can't prevent you from leaving, feeling more than terrible. He searches you and finds you at the water and he tells you how much you mean to him and it's just pure love and fluff ❤️

Pairings: Antonio Dawson x Reader

Warnings: fluff, angst, swearing

A/N: so sorry it took forever to get out!!!!

The sound of Antonio’s alarm had woken you up with a start. You opened your eyes just as he was reach back to grab his phone to turn it off. Once it was off and silence was the only thing heard you turned in his arms and looked at him with a smile. “Good morning, handsome.” You said and he smiled back at you.

“Good morning, beautiful.” He replied back and reached down to kiss you.

“Do we have to get up?” You asked him and he sighed and nodded.

“Sadly, we do.” He said and you groaned and that made him chuckle “Come on sleepy head.” He said and started to get up but you grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

“5 more minutes.” You said already closing your eyes and falling back to sleep and he chuckled and began moving again.

“No can do, sweetheart. I can’t be late or Voight will have my head.” He said and got up the warmth leaving you. You watched him as he got ready to leave and you sat up on your elbows.

“Traitor.” You said and he let out a laugh that made you smile. He walked over to you and kissed you while sitting on the bed.

“Hey, enjoy your day off. You’ve been working too hard lately.” He said and you rolled your eyes but knew it was true.

“Hmpf, fine. I’m staying by the precinct to see you and Jay later on.” You said and he smiled and nodded.

“Sounds wonderful.” He said

“I may even stop by that bakery place that everyone loves so much.” You said and he kissed you once again.

“You know the way to our hearts.” He said as he pulled back from kissing you. “Now I got to go.” He said and stood and then you huffed and laid back down “I love you.” He said and you looked at him.

“I love you too.” You replied and he was out of the room and out the door heading off to the precinct.

It was really a coincidence on how you met him. You met him when you showed up to drop something off to Jay, Jay was your twin brother which made Will your older brother, that he had left at home and begged you to get and bring it to him. You worked for the police department but you worked for the NSA, National Security Agency. Your brothers didn’t like this but they really didn’t have a say in it you were going to do what you wanted to do. You are really respected on the team to the point where you were running some of the cases. You had been on a case that Intelligence was on and it got a little out of hand with some of them, Jay and Antonio, but you and your team got them out safely and when Jay gave you hell for doing something reckless, he finally introduced you to Antonio and the rest was history. 

When you heard the door shut, you sighed and got up. You were already awake and there was no way your body was going to let you sleep in any longer. You usually ran in the morning wanting to keep in top physical condition since you could have a very demanding job so you got changed into your running clothes and walked out and put on your shoes. You grabbed your armband and put your phone in it but not without connecting your Bluetooth headphones to it and starting your workout playlist. You walked out making sure the apartment was locked and took a deep breath and stretched some and then started your run. You didn’t run very long and before you knew it you were back home, you walked in after unlocking the door and got you something to drink. Once you were cooled down then you went and took a hot shower, one that made your worries melt away. After you got out you looked at your phone and noticed that it was already noon and you had decided to go and see your brother and boyfriend. As you got dressed you headed into the kitchen and grabbed something to eat while you looked for your keys and then when you found them you were out the door and getting into your car. You started to all too familiar drive to the precinct. When you got there you found a spot between Jay’s truck and Antonio’s truck. You parked and killed the engine and then got out and started to walk in. When you got to the door and opened it and were about to step in, a female voice called out to you “Hold the door!” it said and you did so since you were raised to do so by your mother. You turned around and looked at who it was and your heart dropped, it was Antonio’s ex-wife, Laura Dawson. You smiled at her but when she saw you, she made a look of disgust “Oh, it’s you. What are you doing here?” She asked.

“I’m here to see my brother, Jay Halstead, and Antonio.” You said you were already feeling yourself go in on yourself, you had some pretty bad relationships and a lot of them talked down to you and made you feel worthless. 

“Well, I’m here to see Antonio too.” She said with a smile like she had won something.

“Oh? What for?” You asked not liking having this conversation with her.

“That is none of your business but if you must know, I’m going to see if he has any plans this evening.” She said and you nodded.

“Well, we do have plans this evening.” You said and she again made a face.

“I can’t believe he left me and then got together with you.” She said and that made your stomach churn. You looked everywhere but her and when you locked eyes with Trudy, she gave you a look saying ‘I don’t like this situation’. 

“Good afternoon, Agent Halstead and Laura.” She said you smiled at her and she buzzed you up “Jay and Antonio will be happy to see you Y/N.” She said purposely leaving out Laura and that made her eyes roll. You opened the gate and you both ascended upstairs. When you got to the top everyone was still there and when they saw they smiled but it slipped when they saw Laura.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?” Jay asked coming over to you and hugging you and you returned the hug. 

“Hey, bro. I came to see you and Antonio.” You said and released him.

“Antonio is taking care of something with Voight but will be in here soon.” Jay said and then he looked over at Laura and nodded then looked at you as you both had a silent conversation just then Antonio walked out and lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Y/N.” He said and walked over and kissed you and Jay faked gagging but you flipped him off.

“Hey, Babe.” You said almost forgetting Laura was there until she cleared her throat. You both looked at her and she had a grimace on her face.

“Laura, what are you doing here?” Antonio asked

“I wanted to see if you were free tonight.” She said overly sweetly and Antonio sighed.

“No and I never will be for you. I’m with Y/N and we have something already planned out for tonight.” He spoke 

“What made you choose her anyways?” She asked, “She has nothing to offer.” She said and you shrunk back to where Jay was who was trying to comfort you and not get angry but it was not working.

“That is no way to talk to my girlfriend.” Antonio said

“That is no way to talk to my sister.” Jay said at the same time as Antonio spoke. Laura scuffed and rolled her eyes.

“She has everything to offer and she is actually there for me.” Antonio said and she scuffed again and then looked you up and down.

“She’s not even that pretty. You should be with me and not her.” She said and you were sick by this point and just wanted to get at.

“I have to go. Work is calling me.” You lied with ease but everyone knew the reason why. You hugged Jay and then hugged and kissed Antonio. 

“Are we still on for tonight?” He asked and you hesitated.

“No, I think I just want to stay in.” You said and then left without giving him a kiss or saying that you loved him. As you were walking down you could hear Antonio going off and when you got down the stairs Trudy looked at you.

“He loves you.” She said and you looked at her “You’re the only one he wants to be with. Don’t let her get into your mind.” She added and you nodded and then you were quickly walking to your car but quickly by passing it just wanting to get out of there, a spot where Antonio and you had your first date. You don’t know how long you were sitting on the bench with your knees up and letting silent tears fall while looking at the little pond. You had felt your phone vibrating and pulled it out to see who was calling and it was Antonio but you declined it then you saw 5 missed calls from him, 4 from Jay, 2-3 from Hailey and Kim, 4 from Will, 4 from Connor, 4 from Kevin and Adam, 1 from Voight and multiple messages from all of them but you didn’t care. You put your phone away and resumed your position looking at the water.

“Is this seat taken?” A familiar voice, that you knew as Antonio’s, asked but you didn’t say anything “Baby, you have nothing to worry about.” He said but again you didn’t say anything “I love you and only you.” He said and you sniffled.

“You must’ve loved her because you married her.” You said not looking at him.

“But then we divorced and then I found you. My person.” He said and you slowly turned to look at him, seeing him smile softly.

“You really mean that?” You asked in a small voice and he smiled.

“Of course. Now come here.” He said and opened his arms and you undid your position and curled into him as you looked up at him. He wiped your tears away and kissed your forehead and you melted into it. “I’m sorry for the way she talked to you and made you feel, she had no right. You missed me going off on her and her storming off.” He said as you laid her head on your shoulder.

“I heard you going off but I just needed to get out of there.” You said and he nodded.

“We got worried when you weren’t answering our calls. We even roped Will and Connor into calling you.” He said and you smiled. Connor was a good friend of yours, you had actually met before he started working at Med and you considered him a really good friend.

“Sorry.” You said and he chuckled and shook his head.

“I knew where you were.” He said 

“You always know where I am.” You said with a chuckle and a true smile.

“There’s my girl.” He said and kissed your forehead “That just means we’re perfect for each other.” He said “Now are we still on for tonight?” He asked and you nodded.

“Of course, Baby. I never wanted to cancel, she just got to me.” You said 

“You have nothing to worry about. She won’t be bothering either of us anymore.” He said

“What did you do?” You asked looking up at him.

“Nothing serious. Just threatened her with a restraining order.” He said it like it wasn’t a big deal.

“Tonio.” You said and he chuckled.

“What? I’m not going to let her talk to my girl like that.” He said 

“I love you, Tonio.” You said 

“I love you too. How about you let your brothers know you’re safe and then you and I are going out for lunch.” He said

“Don’t you have to work?” You asked 

“Voight gave me some time to find you. So, I have time.” He said you chuckled and then he got up and offered you a hand which you took and you two started towards his truck since you left your car at the precinct. You followed him while you sent everyone a message and then you got into his truck and started off to your favorite place. As he was driving you looked over at him wondering how lucky you got with him. You knew that he wasn't going to go anywhere and he wasn’t going to let you go anytime soon. Why? Because he loved you too much and you loved him too and that is the strongest bond one could ask for. You two are it for each other.

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[blackterrae]

Ideas for Black!Reader Fic

I am going to try my hand again at writing. And I wanted to share some people and fandoms that I love. If you don’t know these shows/actors/franchises/movies/streamers I’m putting you on! For the following:

Johnny Depp- All his characters

Cameron Monaghan- I know that there are fics out there but it’s only always his Jerome/Jeremiah roles never just him or Cal Kestis

Anthony Carrigan- I loved Anothy as Victor Zsasz

Paul Dano- There are Riddler fics but not as many for his other roles

The Entire Cast of Hawaii Five-0 (2010) - Don’t even get me started on how good this show is! And the cast looks amazing!

Chicago Med/Fire/PD- These shows have so much potential for fanfic storylines!

The Game (2006)- Has great potential for slow burns and fluffs.

Star Wars franchise (1977-present) - I know I said Cal Kestis but there are also other characters like Anakin, Luke, Obi Wan,Boba Fett (etc.)

NCIS franchise- I honestly love this franchise and it’s characters!

Hamilton

Any/All Sports Men- Jude Bellingham,Lewis Hamilton,LaMelo Ball,Allen Iverson(etc.)

Berleezy - He’s handsome and he’s funny!

Coryxkenshin- I literally love him and his videos!

Albert Aretz (Flamingo)- Look … he may be the epitome of mediocre white man but I like what I like!

AMP- Duke Dennis, Kai Cenat, Agent 00, ChrisNxtDoor,Davis, and Fanum ( all I gotta say is love a black man from infinity to infinity🗣️)

Beta Squad- A British YouTube/ streamer group!

SOMEBROS- Berleezy, Rico, ,PG, Joe (etc.)

WWE- come on now, do I even need to explain!!!

Four Brothers- All the cast but Garrett Hedland in particular!

Peacemaker - Don’t get me wrong I love Adrian Chase but I want to see just as much Peacemaker x black!reader fics because 2 words… JOHN CENA

MAWS- New animated Superman show! Love!

Smallville - The entire cast is hot! Tbh I fell hard for Tom Welling when I was younger when he was in Cheaper By The Dozen. Plus they literally whitewashed Vixen. COME ON! Vixen is a black female hero btw. She was also with Jon (Green Lantern) at one point.

Justice League/Justice League Unlimited (2001 and 2004)- I mean I literally can’t find any Jon Stewart x black!reader fics and he was with a BLACK WOMAN!

Warner Bros Franchise (minus the looney tunes & space jam)- There are lots of popular franchises that this company has from Fast & Furious to The Matrix!

Peaky Blinders- Saw a Tommy shelby x arms dealer black!female reader fic on my previous account but even then I couldn’t find it again on that account. So it’s gone with the wind. And the cast (i.e the actors and other characters they’ve portrayed). Example: Cillian Murphy as Johnathan Crane.

The Bear

FBI (All)

Vinnie Hacker

Tiktokers

Blue Bloods

Will Poulter- I haven’t really seen any Adam Warlock fics

Slashers

Stranger Things

Dave Lizewski

Eddie Redmayne

Macgyver (2016)

Fresh Prince of Belair

Guardians of the galaxy- Explanation? Do I really need one?

On My Block

Descendants (characters will be the actors age in real life.duh)- Love Boo-boo Stewart & Mitchell Hope!

Matt Rife

Joey Bragg (Liv &Maddie) - What can I say I love dorks!

The Boys- Haven’t seen that many fics about the characters and a black reader

Once Upon A Time- I love dark fairytales sometimes because they remind me that not every story has a happy ending and you have to learn from them. But this series is good for any theme really.

Walker Texas Ranger (1993)

Top Gun

Magcon: Whether you saw their vines on YouTube or vine, you know who they are

Dolan Twins

Mission Impossible

Euphoria- Entire show has great storylines with the potential of drama in fics

Shameless- Especially Carl Gallagher and Lip Gallagher

Creed- Michael B Jordan need I say more

Keanu Reeves- There are very few fics about Keanu but I’ve seen a few of his John Wick x black!reader fics (chef’s kiss) but never see any of The Matrix Fics!Also Ted (Bill & Ted)

River Phoenix

Batman Beyond

Rider Strong

Danny Gonzalez

Timothée Chalamet

New York Undercover

Past-Present Singers & Rappers/ Groups -Bow Wow, Tupac, Lil Baby, Nelly, Omarion, Prince, Michael Jackson, Jon B,Usher, Central Cee, Måneskin, New Edition, BTS, James Bay(etc.)

Anime(Any kind!)- Would love to see other shows, I know hunterxhunter,aot,one piece (etc.)

Bridgerton- There is very little Bridgerton stories catered around a black reader.

Marvel- Now that’s not to say that there aren’t any in fact there are many but I never see (Tobey Maguire Spider-Man stories and it seems like everyone tends to focus on the famous Marvel characters like The Avengers but not on other aspects like X-men or better yet, heroes that haven’t even gotten their own movie but are just as amazing like Squadron Supreme , it’s equivalent to DCU’s Justice League.

Secret Invasion- Not gonna lie , I’m feening for Gravik.😳

DCEU- Another franchise that pushes its other characters to the side. For example, Hush (Thomas Elliot) is literally the epitome of Bruce Wayne gone bad!

Ross Lynch- There are so many roles that Ross did so well in Like Teen Beach Movie or Sabrina.

Highschool Musical Franchise (2006- present ) I’m not just talking about HSMTS (2019), I mean even further back than that. I don’t see any Troy Bolton x black!reader and that’s crazy. I also can’t find any Zac Efron x black!reader

Interview with a Vampire (1994) and (2022)

Austin Butler- He did well in his role as Elvis!

Vikings - There are a good amount but still!

Transformers

Suits

Saved By The Bell

The Goldbergs

Parks & Recreation

Leverage

The Outsiders

Heart of Stone

New York Undercover (1994)

Addams Family

Victorious

Matpat

ICarly

The Real Bros of Simi Valley (2017)

Think Like A Man (2012)

One on One (2001)

Scorpion (2014)

The King of Queens (1998)

G.I. Joe Franchise

Terminator

Beware the Batman (2013)

Any and all Asian Idols/Actors

Seal Team

Mortal Combat

Bill and Ted

Barbie

Detroit: Become Human

Will Trent

Tokyo Vice

Growing Pains

Graceful Family (Kdrama)[Any Asian Drama shows or movies would be great as well]

The Regime

Batman: The animated series

If anyone needs ideas for these franchises/movies/shows/actors , then holla at me! I got you!

Also add more to the list if anything that you would like to see comes to mind.

Also tag black writers who you want to see this!

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[no-damsel]

Just friends

Warnings: Swearing

Chapter two

Becoming impatient, you bounce your knee while waiting for Voight to arrive. Adam called his boss after you finished breakfast and briefly explained the situation. Voight agreed right away and was currently driving over with Antonio.

“Nice place you’ve got here.”

Adam lets out a sarcastic laugh. “Oh yeah, the dirty dishes and mountain of laundry really add to the decor.”

Feeling restless, you stand up and walk around his living room. Adam suggested you meet at his apartment; that way, if anyone saw you with him, you could easily play it off as a hookup. You smile at the picture pinned to his fridge of him and a brunette woman posing. “She has a beautiful smile; who is she?”

“That’s my girl, Kim.”

“Where did you guys meet?”

Adam nervously scratches at his beard and says, “Work. She's a cop in my district.”

Laughing, you toss the dish towel hanging beside you at him. “I thought you’d know better than to get involved with someone you work with.”

“Yeah, yeah. How’s your dad and Eli doing?”

You gulp down a mouthful of cold water before pulling at the label covering the bottle. “Eli’s fine—great, actually—and my dad's just the same. Having a kid in the house again is good for him.”

Adam gives you a sympathetic look but doesn’t ask any more questions. You make small talk until Adam gets a text. “That’s them here," he says as he walks towards his door, ready to open it, saying, “Just remember not to be nervous. Hank and Antonio can be a little intense and dark at times, but they are good guys, and if you want, I can do most of the talking for you.”

You struggled to hold back a laugh. Adam was being so sweet and protective, and yet he was in for a surprise. Antonio walks in and gives you a polite nod before greeting his colleague. Hank walks in with a serious expression on his face that softens the moment his eyes land on you.

Adam clears his throat. “Boss, this is—”

“Detective Love,” Hank pulls you in for a hug. “It’s good to see you, kid.”

“You too, Hank; it’s been a while.”

“Don’t drink anything the brunette waitress called Beck gives you; it’s spiked. All the rooms have hidden cameras. Be safe.” Antonio holds the note you placed in the uniforms between his fingers, “so there’s no safe space to talk inside? What about the staff changing rooms or bathrooms?”

“All bathrooms have cameras facing the sinks, and there are hearing devices in the changing rooms.”

Hank nods. “Before we go any further with this, we all agree that nothing that’s said leaves this room.”

All three of you nod.

“Now that’s sorted, Viola, tell me how you got into a club owned by Hector Vasquez; last I heard you were a detective in robbery-homicide.”

“I volunteered when I heard Nat Dickson was back in town.”

“I’m guessing since you’ve been undercover for a while, Nat’s still out there.”

Rage boils deep within your veins; “bastards have been keeping a low profile.”

“Who’s Nat Dickson? I don’t think I’ve heard that name before,” Antonio says.

“He’s wanted for human trafficking in New York. Viola, you should have come to me when you heard he was back in Chicago.”

“You were in prison.”

“Fair enough, but I’m here now.” He turns to face Adam and Antonio and says, “Nat Dickson is scum and extremely dangerous. Trust me, if you’re ever in a run-in with him, do your best to shoot and ask questions later.”

“Nat is part owner of the club, but his share is under a fake name, Lewis Archer. Jasper gives him a large amount of cash along with a bag of guns once a month, but the date, time, and location are always different.”

Adam’s eyes widened with interest as he looked through some paperwork: “The club is full of drugs and has been busted twice in the last month, but only one arrest has been made, and that was for public intoxication.”

“Jasper’s got eyes on the inside.”

Anger flashes behind Antonio’s eyes. “You're telling us a dirty cop is ripping him off for police raids?”

“Dirty as they come,” you say, clicking your tongue. “But I’ve no idea who or how many cops are mixed up in this.”

“Is Nat still selling girls?

You chew on your bottom lip as Hank drives you back to the other side of town, where your car is parked. “If he is, he’s doing it in another location.”

“Tell me about this Beck who spikes people’s drinks.”

“Every so often she spikes men with sleeping pills, takes them into a back room with the promise of having sex, and robs them. She takes everything, from wallets to wedding rings. I’ve tried reporting her anonymously twice before, and each time it’s bounced.”

“Sounds like there’s more than one dirty cop involved. I’m going to have Ruzek stay on the bad-dope trail while you continue gathering evidence of Beck drugging and robbing men; I have a feeling they are contacted.”

“And Dawson?”

Hank turns a sharp corner, the tension in his shoulders obvious. “I want you to stay close to Antonio. Don’t get me wrong, Adam’s a good cop, but Antonio has been deep undercover before, so he knows what it’s like. Plus, he’ll watch your back without getting emotional.”

“I understand and thank you.”

“It’s what my team does; we watch out for each other.” He lets out a small chuckle and says, “I also have an ulterior motive.”

“What’s that?”

“Once this case is closed, I want you in intelligence.”

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[notboots7562]

Hope You See Me Instead (Eddie Diaz x female reader)

Content Warnings:Halstead siblings,adult themes,ptsd,violence,cussing,graphic content,guns

Summery:When a work case ends up leading the Halstead’s Baby sister to yet another family,the groups circle expands and love engulfs everyone,all while working their dangerous jobs.

Your day didn’t start at work,you had that day off having told Voight, your boss that your brother needed help.Which wasn’t technically false,he was at work but he did need help fixing his house and his horribly decorated walls,though that shouldn’t of been a excuse.You just knew you really just needed at least today off,it marked a year sense you got back after you were honorably discharged from the Rangers.

You had just got to the store to buy paint,you knew Will was never gonna willingly change his house.He would just tell you he’s busy to try to get you off his back.

Right as you were about to go into the store you saw a man with a younger kid,who had cerebral palsy but the odd part was they didn’t seem like the kinda people who have a grudge on them by anyone so it made no sense to as why someone would be pointing a gun at them.

“Put the gun down,now!” You hollered at the guy taking your gun out and pointing it at the guy with the gun,who started to take off running.

the two seemed okay so you ran after the suspect and but by the time you brought him in,for questioning you realized you hadn’t asked for their name or anything to make sure they were okay.

Everyone was getting ready for their day while you got upstairs,sipping on your coffee which was still boiling hot as you sat down at your desk listening to voight,while Jay threw a piece of paper at Lindsey.

“You like working in this unit,you keep it in your pants” voight stated to Jay before making his way to his office.

“I didn’t know it was out” Jay said sarcastically but also laced with confusion as he looked over at his baby sister who was already on her third cup of coffee.

“Look I know you keep saying your fine,but I know what today is.You look like yourself,but your somebody else only it ain’t in the surface.” Jay asked you worried about your mental health with what today was suppose to be.

“Look I’m fine really,if something with that changes you will be the first one to know” you tell him serious as you get up.

“Jay just give her sometime,it’s not like your any better on your day” Lindsey said sincerely as she patted his shoulder nudging him.”come one we have to head out” Lindsey faintly smiled at you before leaving with Jay.

The case ended up causing a apartment building to catch on fire,leaving you coming out of the apartment coughing while fire trucks pulled up and people going in but you froze seeing the guy from earlier.

“Hey I’m glad to see your alright,sorry I didn’t even think to get your name or number to check back in.How’s your kid?” You ask the guy as he was putting his coat on.

“My names Buck,but he’s actually Eddie’s kid” Buck pointed to Eddie who got out of the truck and headed in right away but Buck almost laughed seeing your cheeks get faintly red seeing Diaz.

“Well I’m at least glad you both are okay” you shake his hand while he asked for your name you only smiled. “That’s not important” you teased you knew how things would change if he had found out your a Halstead and that would just lead to him finding out more things about you,that doesn’t need to be known.

But right as you had thought that Voight yelled your name.

“Halstead!” Voight’s rough voice startled you as you turnt around not even thinking about it and what they just outed,it wasn’t a big deal but you knew your brothers were both really well known,in Chicago.

The second your name was said you heard bucks smirk.”well Halstead,how about you come out tonight for some drinks and maybe meet Christopher’s dad”.

“Yeah sounds lovely but I don’t do things like that,I’m quite focused on work,but thanks” you slightly sassed as you walked over to Voight you asked you that was and you had told him just some guy from the store,which technically wasn’t a lie.

Even for that whole day you could just feel the constant judgement and pressured to talk and get your feelings out but that wasn’t you,an that wasn’t how you were raised.You hadn’t even thought about bucks comment earlier as you made your way to Mollys.

“Hermann strongest thing you got-“ you were cut off mid sentence as two guys approached you and the one was Buck…of course.

“Hey thought you weren’t showing up” Buck teased but you couldn’t help but glare at him.

“Didn’t show up for you or him,I just needed a drink and you just happen to drink at my brothers favorite bar,so as kindly as I can say this let’s not chat” you stated downing the drink Hermann gave you before you had even sat down all the way.

“Look I just wanna say thank you on my behalf as a father,for keeping my son and idiot friend out of harms way” Eddie smiled Apoligetic as soon as he saw dog tags around your neck.”how long did you serve?” He asked curious.

“Look it’s my job,you don’t have people coming around thanking you when you just wanna drink for a job you get paid for,do you?” You glared at them “an it doesn’t matter,it’s none of your business” you sassed as you downed yet another and motioned Hermann a well known signal while the two men looked at each other.

While not even few minutes had passed the door to Mollys swung open and in rushed Two others over to you.

“Look what did I tell you about drinking,at least today of all days” Will told you while Jay drank your drink.

“Take her home” Jay looked at Will while you stood up.

“I’m not a dam child,you two out my brothers not my baby sisters,my life is mine while you two wanna try to control it you did to your dam medicine and your girlfriend and you Jay,stick to your dam wife I can handle myself I have been doing it for the past 25 years of my life” you raised your voice while walking out having not got to far before you held a hand come on your lower back.

You felt like you were gonna get sick,having passed out and no clue at all what happened till morning and found yourself on a couch in a apartment which freaked you out,darting up realizing you gun was gone until you saw Eddie.

“How are you feeling?” Eddie’s voice was sincere and laced with gentle concern which was something you haven’t experienced in a long time.

“Fine really,thank you for letting me uh-sleep on your couch” you hesitate with your words nervous and he picked up on that.

“Hey your family,I served just like you so men or women we both experienced that,an I don’t know what you were seeing last night but I know it was bad enough to lead you to drinking”. Eddie came over sitting beside you.

“I’m fine really,it was just a bad night nothing else” you tell Him while he raises his hands defensively jokingly.

You and Eddie looked at each other both with respect and a new found friendship as his door opened and in came Buck and Christopher who hugged you right away which seemed to surprise Eddie especially as you hugged Christopher back an the two of you had already seemed to love each other though you didn’t know each other barely.

“You are the strongest guy I know,you know that” you tell Christopher without even hesiating you took of your dog tags that you hadn’t ever took off and threatened to hurt anyone who ever tried to take them off you and put them around Christopher.”I have to go to work,but you stay like that alright kid” you smile getting thanking Eddie again before heading out.

You hadn’t expected when you came to the firehouse to be told to act as Eddie fiancés seeing his partners harassing him.

“Hey babe,I got Christopher to school but I wanted to check in and let you know I brought you something,I put it in the fri-“ you were cut off right away by his dad telling you to go and that they were trying to have a conversation.

Before Eddie could even defend you,it surprised them to see you stand up for yourself,an Eddie.

“Your exhausting,everyone in the world has problems not just you,but you don’t hear anyone else whining about it somehow everyone just manages to suck it up which is something you should learn how to do.An don’t even get me started on the way you treat your son,he is a fucking amazing father to Christopher and even after everything you try to control him and get Christopher to yourself’s.” You stated glaring at them while Eddie grabbed your hand keeping you behind him and couldn’t help but smile when you changed it all to joking.

“You wanna go for the title there big boy” you smirked which made him smirk as well that made his parents uncomfortable.

“What if you don’t have protection” Eddie’s mom asked

“Prayer” you jokingly said while Eddie held your hand over his heart

“I would be lucky to ever be able to get the chance to have a kid and raise one with her,she has already became such a amazing and beautiful mom to Christopher”. He smiled looking down at you which made you feel nervous,something about this now didn’t feel as a -play along for the moment kinda thing-.

*all units be advised we have a hostage situation with active bombs on west 2573 timber street all units be advised ambulances are needed,district 21 needed at the scene*

“Looks like I have to go,see you and Chris tonight?” You kiss his cheek before rushing out in a hurry and speeding off to the scene.

#jay halstead #jay halstead x reader #chicago pd #chicago pd x reader #eddie diaz #eddie diaz x reader #evan buckley #911 fox #911 fandom #hank voight #antonio dawson #kelly severide #will halstead #erin lindsay #adam ruzek

[wewereborntomakehistory]

How Do I Do This?

Fandom: Chicago PD/One Chicago

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Female!Reader; Kelly Severide x Platonic!Reader; Stella Kidd x Platonic!Reader

Warning/s: Mentions of Divorce, Anxiety and Alcohol Consumption

Request: No

Word Count: 979

A/N: This is based off of the song, How do I do This? by Kelsea Ballerini. You don’t need to listen to the song to get this by any means but I recommend you do! It’s a song that’s been on my mind for a while and I just love Kelsea’s music as a whole! It got a little away from me so apologies for that! I’m also still working on requests and some more chapters of my Jay Halstead fic so please be patient with me.

Enjoy!

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Are you free Saturday? I know a spot

Those two texts come in rapid succession as you finish cleaning the store up. You’d usually try to avoid checking your phone so often in front of your manager, but by this time you were usually the only one left.

What did you have in mind?

You erase the message in-between organizing the new book shipment.

Saturday? That’s a little too close for me.

You erase that message while balancing the books for that day.

By the time you lock up the store and head home, you had thought up a couple million ways to respond before erasing them. Putting your key in the lock and you finally respond with a simple Yes.

Your next thought was right before you slid into bed for the night. Where the hell is your dress?

Specifically, your little black one that showed off all of your curves. The one that was probably lonely from being unused for so many years.

Having split from your husband over a year ago and trying to start fresh back in Chicago, you were worrying yourself into a spiral. You hadn’t been on a date since you were 22 and you were feeling out of place, getting back into the dating scene at 29.

You and your ex had grown apart from the moment your marriage started. You had done everything you could to keep everything together. You—being the one who made more money—had bought a big house. One that had room for you two to grow a family and have a backyard for a dog. It felt right at the time, maybe it would be enough so the walls didn’t seem like they were closing in.

You and your ex had been fine. But that’s all you were…fine. You finally convinced him to do therapy with you and, unfortunately, the final straw for you was when you realized that he loved you more at 23, then at 27.

You had filed for divorce not long after that. He claimed he hadn’t seen it coming, and fought you for the house. You gave into it, wanting him to just sign the papers and be done with it. In the end, when you signed your lease back in your home city of Chicago you finally checked the box “divorced.”

It had been quite the change, getting used to being back in the city. You contacted one of your oldest friends, Kelly Severide, to hang out and catch up.

It was at one of those meet ups that you met Kelly’s girlfriend, Stella Kidd, and the two of you hit it off instantly.

Now a year later, Stella and Kelly were getting ready to get married, and you voiced your thoughts to them about dating again. Stella said that she had a friend who was your type.

You had no idea what that meant, but after a few failed attempts at signing up for one of those awful dating apps, you gave Stella permission for her to give her friend your number.

The day after the first two texts were sent, he texted you again saying: Great! I’ll pick you up at 7.

You remembered at 22 being a little more cautious about a man picking you up for a date, but you trusted Kelly and Stella so you tried trusting this guy too.

It was hard, everything you’ve ever known about dating, relationships, and love had been ruined with the breakdown of your marriage. Now you wished it wasn’t affecting your thoughts this long after.

So is it any wonder that it’s 6:52 on Saturday and you’re trying to reassure yourself by saying you got this during your last looks in the mirror.

“You’ll be fine,” Kelly was saying over the speakerphone as you contemplated taking a shot to calm your nerves, “Do you think we don’t have your best interest at heart?”

“Kelly,” you say plainly, “It’s been years since I’ve been on a date. I’m gonna look so stupid stumbling over myself and what if he brings up my marriage? You told him about that right? How do I fucking do this? Is it wrong if I take a shot of something?”

“Stella,” you hear Kelly call from his end, obviously feeling like he needed backup, “she’s freaking out.”

“Yes I am.” You almost growl in confirmation, “I blame you both for this. What was I thinking?”

“Relax, girl,” Stella’s voice says over the line in a reassuring tone, “I got you. Look, I’ve known Jay for a while okay, and I’m sure you’ll charm the socks off of him.”

“Oh god,” you say, slapping a hand to your forehead almost dramatically, “I know he’s too good to be true. What have you done, Stella.”

“Breathe, Y/N,” Kelly says, his voice clear and unyielding.

There was a knock on the door. You jump slightly, looking up at the clock on the stove. 7:00 on the dot.

You curse, telling Kelly and Stella that he was there. They told you to have fun and they’ll call you later for details before immediately hanging up on you.

Cursing your friends once more, you open the door, and your breath lapses. You were going to kill Stella for understating his looks by saying he was “good-looking”.

He was much more than good-looking. He was gorgeous. His dark hair was cut evenly. His eyes were a mix of blue and green and freckles littered across his features. He was dressed for a date, his outfit lining the structures of his body. You feel slightly better about choosing your black dress for this, you may even want to wake up tomorrow with it on a floor that isn’t yours.

I’m ready, you tell yourself in your head.

And for the first time since this whole thing started, you believe it.

#jay halstead #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead x y/n #jay halstead fic #jay halstead x you #Spotify

[sheetsonfire]

Dead On Your Feet

Fandom: Chicago PD

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Platonic!Reader

Characters: Intelligence Unit, Chicago Med

Genre: whump, drama, angst, hurt/comfort

Warnings: stabbing, anxiety, illness, blood

Word Count: 5036

Summary: The reader tries to save Hank Voight, but there are misunderstandings and regrets for all involved. Can things be healed?

A/N: Entry for day 4 of Whumptober 2022, 'Dead On Your Feet'. Based on a dream I had where I was the injured party in a waiting room, and the rest of the team was pissed off with me, including Jay who eventually came to check on me.

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It’s hard to understand how you got yourself in this situation in the first place, you seldom made such egregious errors that resulted in the wall of silence that you had been met with from the rest of the team. Even now, you were trying to recall whether you actually had made a decision worth their derision.

You were sat in the back of Jay’s truck, whilst Hailey rode shotgun next to him, they murmured among themselves - no doubt about the night’s events, and whether you were directly responsible, even you had started to wonder how much you were remembering correctly. You decided it would be best to keep to yourself and let them cool off.

Your head rests against the window as the city lights pass you by, focused on the cool sensation of the glass on your forehead as the window judders against your skull. You were in a trance, replaying the point of breach over and over. 

-

It had been quiet at first, moving in silence as you were trained to do, communicating via hand signals as per protocol. Then there had been a commotion from another end of the warehouse you were in, and you were certain Detective Arnold had relayed to you that there were assailants in his line of sight. In turn, you had told Voight to stay put, which had turned out to be a costly ‘error’, the assailants had moved in from elsewhere and got to Hank before you could intervene.

Rushing forward with your gun aimed, you announced your office and demanded the offenders back up and away from Hank. It was hard to get a shot off when they were crowded around Hank still, instead you had to make the choice to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

You took several punches to the face, every flying fist and foot felt harder than the previous. You felt several sharp stings of something in your side, but between adrenaline and the rapid blur of pandemonium, you had no time to inspect what the stinging was. Mercifully your altercation distracted a few of the other offenders from Hank, giving the rest of Intelligence enough time to assist.

It was over in a matter of minutes, you then honed in on a wounded and barely conscious Voight. He was curled up on the ground in a protective position. Hank had taken two rounds to his shoulder and neck, receiving a beating that left him with traumatic injuries to his torso and leg. 

It had been jarring to see him, a mentor of yours and someone who sometimes seemed invincible, so weak and almost beyond help. Hank had tried to speak but you had hushed him, with a trembling voice you had asked him to conserve his energy as you applied pressure to one of his wounds whilst Kim had pressed on another. 

Now, as you sit slumped in Jay’s truck, blood soaking into his seat, it strikes you that you might never know what Voight was trying to say. You feel your stomach twist, and your heartbeat pounds relentlessly in your ears.

You had been ushered away from the scene in the warehouse by Jay and Hailey, they had told you to stay put on a concrete block that acted as a bench in the parking lot - you felt like an admonished child.

Nobody really asked if you were okay or what happened beyond the cliff notes of where you were when the group had jumped Hank. Vague memories of you trying to explain yourself flitter across your mind, your team had looked at you with a sense of betrayal, they couldn’t believe you’d messed up that bad.

Without Voight being conscious to give his version of events, it was a simple “He said, she said” situation, and again you didn’t much feel like trying to argue your innocence with the team. The words had repeatedly died in your mouth, you couldn’t speak when you knew Voight was most likely in emergency surgery fighting for his life - it seemed somewhat of a low priority, even if it meant you were being frozen out.

As you were sitting on the concrete block, you directed your watchful eye away from the crime scene and across the parking lot. There you met Detective Arnold’s eyes; you stood and watched as he spoke to Adam, heart in your mouth as your friend glanced in your direction with a dismayed expression, one of blame. 

You had blood all over your clothes, hands and wrists covered in Hank’s blood, the smell of flesh and rust was pungent, you had done everything you could to ensure your sergeant’s safety and yet. You somehow felt wrong trying to impress that point upon the team whilst the ambulance had barely loaded Hank’s struggling form on board.

Arnold was assigned from homicide to liaise with Intelligence’s active pursuit of multiple offenders, they were suspected of a string of rip jobs that had managed to kill civilians in the process. Something hadn’t been quite right with him throughout the investigation, but you hadn’t been able to put your finger on it, not enough to raise questions about a senior officer. Nor had you been able to catch him in the midst of anything untoward. 

However, in the cold air of night, with your team far away from you, it felt all too clear to you that Arnold had somehow set Intelligence up to fail.

Was he in on the rips? Was he covering for an informant? Did he just have it out for Hank? Hank having beef wasn't an uncommon occurrence, few led to an attempted murder though. 

These were the questions that swirled in a discombobulating fog in your head, you would need to get back to the district soon and get serious about proving your theory.

20 minutes later after all hell had broken loose, and with one of Jay’s cold stares, you were given a flat-toned instruction to “get in the truck”. You did as you were told, all rebuttals of wrongdoing long since dead on your lips. There would be time for that clarification later. 

Nobody looked twice at you as they got in their cars, and nobody even stopped to check whether the blood sticking to you was all of Hank’s or whether it was some of yours, your face was bruised and swollen but it came second to all that had passed. You could understand that, your self-doubt and guilt had begun to fester, you decided to draw no attention to your injury, and you didn’t begrudge your team’s lack of concern anymore. 

You thought of the hellfire that would rain down on you should Hank not make it, which only served to make you curl in a little tighter on yourself in the back of Jay’s truck. You bit back a moan as you felt the sharp, hot, waves of pain in your lower back, the sensation burned like acid and you wanted to cry - with the adrenaline gone, you realised you had been stabbed earlier.

You take careful and quiet breaths as you hold yourself together - the longer time passed, the more awkward it felt to declare the problem. It was like there was no room to make a fuss now, and you were sure you could patch it up when you got home, whenever that was. 

Watching the city lights pass with burning, exhausted, eyes as the entrance sign for Med comes into view. You try and sit up a little more, grateful for the darkness to conceal your contorted face of pain. Up ahead you could see the others were waiting outside, Jay and Hailey were essentially the leaders of Intelligence right now.

-

Jay kills the engine and immediately exits the vehicle, Hailey is quick to follow as they start walking in the direction of the others. You are slower to get out, thankful that you were on the other side of the truck to be concealed from view, gritting your teeth as you gracelessly slip out and stumble onto the concrete, just about staying on your feet.

“Y/L/N, you coming?” Kevin’s footsteps approach as he calls out, you quickly shut the door and upright yourself, coming around to the front of the truck as you meet his eyes with a tight smile.

“Yeah, Kev. I’m coming.” Your voice is quiet, he looks as if he’s going to wait but you wave him off with another weary smile. “Go on, go ahead, I’ll catch up.” He hesitates like he’s about to say something else, but then he nods wordlessly and moves back towards the group, leaving you to trail behind.

You hear the click and see the flash of light as Jay locks the truck with his key fob, never looking back in your direction.

It made your chest ache, to have the scorn of your teammates, your friends… In particular, you and Jay had become close, good friends. He often felt like a brother to you, but you understood his need to be impartial right now.

You watch as your friends disappear into the building, no doubt to find out which surgical floor Hank had been taken to.

You’re about to enter through the automatic doors when Jay comes back around a corner, heading towards you. He doesn’t look any more forgiving than he had moments ago, eyeing you briefly before nodding in the opposite direction towards the direction of the ED.

“You gonna see someone for the face? You should get cleaned up.” He waits for an answer, only the need for practicality could be heard in his voice.

You swallow, on the verge of caving and letting him know just how sick and close to passing out you felt. Before you know what you’re doing you shake your head ‘no’, a small voice in your head is screaming at you to stop being stupid, but you can’t seem to make yourself concede.

Now you had become a glutton for punishment, no longer seeing the situation as black and white as you had previously. It was like you’d convinced yourself that you deserved to be hurt, that you were the reason this had all transpired.

You pray that your voice carries, and it does, you keep yourself professional, distant from your emotions, “It’s fine, Detective. I want to be with the group.” 

Jay scrutinises you for a moment, folding his arms as if to protect himself from your pained and dishevelled appearance, remaining stoic. Then his jaw tightens, nodding, “He’s in emergency surgery, Rhodes is with him”, turning on his heels with the expectation you would keep up and follow.

And you do.

You surprise yourself with the way you’re able to keep pace, your mouth had become strangely tingly like you had pins and needles on your tongue, your extremities had begun to feel intensely cold, and your feet felt leaden with each confident stride you managed to make. You were under no illusions that something was very wrong, you think the tingling just may well be the undercurrent of a panic attack.

Jay stares at the door in the elevator, never once speaking or turning to engage with you, you know this because if he had looked at you he may well have seen the way you shivered, wincing under the bright lights above, blood slowly dripping from your shirt in thick globules onto the rubber floor beneath your feet - your tac vest had done a considerable job of stemming the flow of blood. 

When the doors open Jay is swift to flash his badge to the nurse at the station who tells him where the others had gone to wait; you can’t tell if you’re walking straight or not but the nurse mustn't spot anything too amiss as she waves you on to follow Jay with a small smile.

Once you’re in the dimly lit space of chairs, broken up by small tables with magazines strewn on them, you avoid any eye contact.

In your mind you convince yourself you’re still doing a great job of playing it cool, but now that you’d slowed, no longer trying to keep pace with Jay, you could feel the gravity of your situation. 

Your luck with evading attention was beginning to wane, Kim watched you worriedly from her seat, nudging Adam hard as if to say “Are we really doing this? Look at her.” Your steps had become a half stagger, one that only came from some kind of impairment. 

Even Jay is more tuned in to you now, really taking a look at you without the veil of anger over his eyes. Kevin is on the edge of getting to his feet, followed by Hailey who does stand.

“Y/N, are you alright?” It’s Hailey who speaks first, eyeing Jay with a pointed look. 

You snap out of your haze, attempting to acknowledge the voice that seemed far away, the voice that sounded like Hailey. 

As you look up, directing your attention to the figure standing a few feet away, you realise that your image recognition was way off, every shape had a strange haze, no longer clear to your vision. Your eyes felt hot, and your back was in agony, the tremors continued their steady quake through your ailing body. 

You were the only people in the waiting area, a seemingly quiet night on the trauma service.

When you have a hard time focusing, not even managing a full syllable of speech, Hailey moves forward to grasp your arms gently, eyes widening in alarm when you’re hot to the touch. 

“Y/N? I think you should sit down, or we should go to the ED.” The last part is directed at the others, each of them nodding as they move in with concern. Jay comes to your other side, now checking you over as Hailey holds you steady, you didn’t just have a busted-up face, that much was clear.

You try to move your mouth, but the words don’t come out. It becomes harder to get a full breath as your legs become impossibly heavy, the tingling of your limbs more extreme as an intense high-pitched whine pierces your ears.

“Jesus Christ, Y/N,” Jay exclaims, looking at Hailey with alarm as he pulls away his fingers covered in fresh, warm, blood, doing a double take of the tear in your tac vest’s material, it was clearly sodden with blood.

“This is fresh. I think she was stabbed.” 

Realisation swoops in like a sucker punch to your friends, the blissful release of the secret you’d been keeping somehow frees your mind and body, you let go of your composure. You no longer feel your legs, your weakened body sinking as you lose your balance. 

You aren’t thinking anymore, barely grasping onto consciousness as you slur your words, every breath is pained. You can see the outline of Jay and Hailey who carefully and quickly work to lay you down, sinking to their knees as they check you for more injuries. 

Voice garbled, trying to regain your eyesight on your friends, stinging tears falling from your eyes, clutching loosely at Jay’s arm as you cry out in pain, “So-rry, sor-rry…” 

“Shh, no, no, it’s okay, we’re here. We’re sorry.” Jay soothes, trying to get your vest off and get a better look at the injury. Kim kneels by your head, pushing her gilet underneath to cushion you, she soothes a hand through your hair, encouraging you to stay awake. Adam raises your feet in his lap to keep your blood pressure elevated, watching on in shock.

“Hey, can we get some help over here?” Kevin hollers, running down the short stretch of the corridor from the waiting area to the nurse’s desk.

Trembling hard, your eyes begin to flutter, darkness is all you know as your body convulses on the floor of the waiting room, and your friends try to keep you still to avoid you injuring yourself further. Two nurses and one of the surgeons come running from down the hall, quick to instruct the team on how to proceed as they tend to your seizing body, calling out for a trauma team to attend immediately. 

-

There are a few things that you’re aware of as you come closer to consciousness, the first is how cold you are, you shiver as you lay prone on what you assume is a hospital bed if the smell of the room is anything to go by. Your throat feels strange, a weird metallic taste sits just beyond your tonsils, it makes you pretty sure everything’s real and not some kind of disappointing afterlife. 

The second thing that comes to your mind is how you feel as though every nerve ending aches, most prominently in your side and lower back, where the stab wound had been. It doesn’t gripe at your body in the same way, but it still aches heavily with the occasional sting.

The third and fourth things are nausea and dry mouth, these are the things that prompt you to push your heavy eyelids open, you fight the drowsiness and shove it to the side in favour of assessing your surroundings.

Yes, you were in a hospital bed, that much was obvious as the myriad of lines and tubes protrude from your weakened body, and your heart rate beeped steadily through the monitor beside you. Another sharp sting aggravates your side, and you wince, trying to take a slow and steady breath with the aid of the mask over your face.

Under the low-lit darkness of your room, you spot someone sitting in the chair, your eyes aren’t quite focused but you are 90% certain that person was Jay.

There’s a sharp sensation in your back, not like before but present enough to make you grunt in discomfort. You reach out an unsteady hand to press the call button for someone to attend the room, not quite able to use your voice to alert Jay, not yet.

Everything hurt and you had a lot of questions about what became of you after you made it to the waiting room for Hank’s surgery.  The last thing you remembered was standing in an elevator with Jay.

A nurse entering your room wakes your watcher up, Jay sits up straight as his head snaps to your bed, scrubbing a hand over his face. In your increasing clarity, you realise that Jay now had at least a few days more beard growth on his face, giving you some indication of how long you’d been out.

“Y/N.” He murmurs, not yet moving as he lets the nurse see you first. You give him a weak wave of fingers, an upturn of your lips that you hope qualified as a smile.

You tear your eyes away from Jay, focusing on the kind-faced nurse in front of you who is taking note of your vitals and readings. “Hey, hon, how are you feeling?”

You blink, swallowing against the dryness of your mouth as you try and take the mask away. The nurse gently puts it back, shaking her head. “It’s alright, I can understand you from underneath the mask, you need to keep it on, darlin’.” 

Your eyes droop, and you nod, grateful that you wouldn’t have to forgo the ease of the mask just yet. The nurse patiently waits for you to tell her how you’re doing, you slowly roll your head around your neck, trying to ease the ache there even if it does make you a little dizzy.

“M’cold, thirsty and it kinda hurts.” You stated. The nurse smiles sympathetically, nodding in understanding. 

There’s an urge to sit up a little more in the bed, but you realise your limbs are way too heavy for even an attempt. So you let out a small sigh, noticing the deep muscular ache all the more, beneath the blanket you could feel a contraption on your legs squeezing - you'd heard about them, they were there to keep your blood flowing back to your heart whilst you were recovering. 

“We can sort that out, hon, no worries at all. Let me get you another blanket in just a moment. You’re currently on IV fluids, but I can give you some damp swabs for your lips, to help get rid of the dry sensation in your mouth. We can up your painkillers now too, that’s not a problem, alright? Whatever you need, Y/N, we can work something out.” The nurse squeezes your arm gently, reassuring you that you were in a safe and trusted space.

“Thank you so much.” You rasp, taking a moment to collect your thoughts. 

“Don’t you even mention it, it’s what I’m here for.” The nurse deflects the praise, she was sincere in her words, and you feel suitably mothered. She has you smiling a little more as she pats your leg and moves away to sort what you needed.

You’re left to the still of the room once again, seconds tick by when you remember Jay. You turn your head with sudden realisation, watching as he shakes his head with a small laugh, but the laugh is laced with…sadness?

“Hi.” You murmur, huffing through the mask, feeling your stomach taught with nerves. You had got yourself into a life-threatening position, and you had probably scared your team half to death. If they weren’t pissed before, you could understand if they were now.

“Hi.” Jay returns, moving closer with the chair as he studies you again like he had before you seized and fell unconscious. This time, however, his eyes are much softer, his expression tender and sincere, in that brotherly way you had become accustomed to. He reaches out a hand, wanting to take yours. You oblige almost instantly, the warmth of his skin heating the clamminess of yours.

“You really scared us, you know that?” Jay’s eyebrows lift in question - as if to put a sharp point on his statement. Frustration, fear and relief sculpt his face into the most furrowed of frowns. There’s a beat before he adds an extra point, “You scared me, Y/N. What were you thinking?” The tone isn’t anger or disappointment, it’s confusion and genuine anguish.

Jay’s eyes were dark with circles, no doubt exhausted from the last few days, between the case, Hank and you, there had been no time to find peace or recuperation, it had only been a waiting game.

You feel your heart sink, you didn’t like that you had lost your sense of reason, and you didn’t like that that faulty reasoning had resulted in the worry plastered all over Jay’s face.

“Jay…I… I wasn’t thinking. I just felt like it was too selfish to try and argue my case at the time, I didn’t want to be a burden but everything just ran away from me. I’m so sorry.”

Jay looks back at you, blinking, shaking his head as a tear escapes his eye, “I don’t want you to be sorry, Y/N. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry that we didn’t take the time to really understand what happened to Hank, I’m so sorry that we didn’t make sure you were taken care of too. We all let our hot-headedness take over, and that was inexcusable. We know who you are, Y/N, and we know you’d have never let anything happen to any one of us if you could have helped it. Hell, you saved Hank, Y/N, you know that right? Any longer and they’d have killed him, for sure.”

You sniff, crying as you hear those words of absolution. Jay stands and leans forward to carefully wrap you up in a hug, warm arms secured around you as you rest your head against his chest, feeling his palm slowly soothe over your aching upper back.

Then, a light switch clicks in your mind. 

Hank.

You slowly pull away, still holding Jay’s arm as he sits back in the chair, watching you for any signs of distress. You stare back at him, 

“Hank’s alive?” You ask quietly, scared that you might have misheard him previously. 

Jay nods, grateful to be the bearer of good news, he smiles, “Yeah, sweetheart. He’s alive, he’s down the hall from here recovering.”

“Oh, thank god.” You exhale, feeling a whoosh of relief wash over you.

The nurse returns holding a second blanket, a tray with what looks like giant marshmallows on sticks and a signed chart which you assume has your painkiller dosage on there.

Jay moves back out of the way to let the nurse sort you out. You catch him just watching, you can see the tension in his body is far less now, and you feel relieved for both yourself and him. You knew what a weight it was for him to take care of the unit alongside Voight.

The nurse adjusts the blanket over you, “Here we go.” she winks, moving next to key in some instructions on the machine controlling your painkiller dosage. You thank her as instantaneously there’s a growth in the warmth over your extremities and a sudden lightness to your pain.

Then, she gently removes your mask, before dabbing a ‘marshmallow’ in a cup of water, “Just press your lips on this, it’ll help.” She encourages you, and you do as instructed, humming as the coolness of the liquid soothes your chapped lips and dry mouth.

You nod in the affirmative of you being satisfied, and she takes it away, placing it in the tray she brought with her. She takes the mask and gestures for you to let her put it back over your face.

“We want this on a little longer. Dr Marcel did your surgery. He had to perform some repairs to your kidney. I can’t give you the full details but the reason you became so unwell was the forming of a hematoma, a clot around the point of injury, your injury would be considered a grade III when it comes to renal trauma.” You nod, wordlessly taking in the new information, prompting the nurse to carry on, “You shouldn’t worry, though, the prognosis is positive and you did not need a kidney removed. he’s going to come by in an hour or so to check on you himself. In the meantime, if you need anything at all, just press the call button or your detective can come to get us, okay?” 

You want to laugh at the phrase “your detective”, as if Jay was your personal assistant, the smugness on your face didn’t go unnoticed by the detective in question, making him smile too. 

You then mull over the fact that your kidney had been damaged, you had needed a repair, and it definitely explained why you had felt so sick. Coming back out of your thoughts you see the nurse waiting for a response, hurrying yourself to reply,

“Of course, thank you.” You watch as the nurse leaves before turning back to Jay. He tilts his head slightly, curious as to what you wanted to say, “What?” 

You bite your lip, unsure whether to speak, “You don’t have to stay, you know? I don’t want you wasting time here.” 

The second the words land on Jay’s ears you regret speaking them, you knew better than to push him away, especially after something like this. 

He shakes his head, scooting closer again, “Really? I think I get to choose where to be, and I want to be here with you, kiddo.” He’s lightly stern with you, you knew how much he looked out for you, and if you were being honest you didn’t want him to leave. Not for one second.

You sigh, smiling sheepishly, “Okay. Just so you know Jay, saying ‘thank you’ seems like a real understatement of my gratitude, but thank you, man, seriously….” You have another question, “What about Hank though?” 

Jay waves the question off, “He’s got Adam and Kim with him, we’ve been taking it in turns between the both of you, Hailey and Kevin have gone to shower, change and grab a bite.” He continues, “Hank wants to see you by the way, as soon as you’re allowed, or at least face time you. He’s in good spirits, all things considered, he told us what happened, Y/N, we’ve launched an investigation into Arnold.”

Your stomach flips. Arnold. “You have?” You ask, in disbelief that your theory was actually definitely the truth. 

“Yeah, Hank knew something was up before the breach, but he couldn’t quite figure out what, but then it was too late. Now he’s got CIs and us working on it, you know what he’s like, trying to work from his damn hospital bed.”

You roll your eyes, not at all surprised Hank would be trying to take down someone from the confines of a hospital bed. You laugh, “Sounds about right”.

Jay laughs too, squeezing your hand in his, he takes in your appearance. You were there, but your eyes seemed to involuntarily droop, you were clearly fighting sleep, fighting the exhaustion that sat firmly in your bones.

“Listen, Y/N, why don’t you try and get some rest, alright? You’ve only just woken up, and you already look like you could sleep another year. I’ll be right here, and whatever you need, we got it, okay?”

Part of you wants to protest, you still had so many questions about what actually happened to you, what happened after you passed out, and just what did Marcel need to do in your surgery? However, you had to concede the answers would have to wait until the surgeon did his rounds, and until you could keep your eyes open for more than two minutes. 

“M’kay, I want to fight it, but I literally can’t.” You mumble, grasping a little more onto Jay’s hand, clasping his wrist. Jay finds it immeasurably cute, clasping his own hands over yours as he rubs a thumb over your forearm, soothing you back to sleep.

“You’ll stay?” You ask, voice thick with approaching slumber, head sinking back into the pillows.

He nods with a doting smile, “I’ll stay, kid. Get some sleep.”

Fin.

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Tags: @dumb-fawkin-bitch - @resanoona - @elius-learns-to-write - @enchantedblackrose (This is a platonic-sibling-ish??? fic, the reader isn't directly a sibling though.)

#whumptober2022 #no.4 #hidden injury #stabbing #fic #chicago pd #one chicago #jay halstead x reader

[runnning-outof-time]

K’s Reading List — OCTOBER

Hey there! Thanks for stumbling upon this reading list! I figured that as a way to support the lovely writers within this fandom that I’d compile a reading list of all of the stories I read over each month.

October was a wonderful month filled with incredible stories. Below is the list of stories that I read. I hope you will find some that you like as well!

As always, please make sure you heed to the warnings on each fic!!

🧡 — denotes story written for my 3.5k celebration

@look-at-the-soul

All I Ask, part 1 - Tommy Shelby x Reader — 🧡

The Complaint - Tommy Shelby x Reader

@multifandomwriter56

“I Bet You Can’t Catch A Leaf” - Shelby!Sister & Shelby Family

@gypsy-girl-08

Alibi - Tommy Shelby x Reader (on-going series)

Solace - Tommy Shelby x Reader

In My Mind - Tommy Shelby x Reader

Blind Date - Modern!Tommy Shelby x Reader (on-going series) — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!

Bruised Ego - Modern!Tommy Shelby x Reader

@loverhymeswith

Sweater Weather - Davin McDerby x Reader — from Sunburn (1999)

@call-sign-shark

Breathe With Me - Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!

@jakeotter

Autumn Blurb - Tommy Shelby x Reader

@zablife

Disrupting Tommy’s Work Day - Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!

Careless People - Tommy Shelby x Mrs Shelby (OC) x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW and dark themes!

The Swimming Lesson - Finn Shelby x OC — contains dark themes!

No Peace For You Ever - Esme Lee-Shelby & reader with hint of Tommy in there — contains dark themes!

@hereforhalstead

Before a Night Out with Jay Would Include… - Jay Halstead Headcannons — from Chicago PD

@dearshelby

From His Tenderness - Modern!Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!

@evita-shelby

Torture - Tommy Shelby x Reader

@brummiereader

Third Time Lucky - Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains dark themes!

@there-goes-thefighter

Trick Or Treat - Modern!Tommy Shelby x Reader

@toms-cherry-trees

Don’t Hold My Hand (I’ll Break Your Heart) - Tommy Shelby x OC (on-going series)

@cillmequick

The Lockdown Sessions - Cillian Murphy x Reader (on-going series) — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!

Tiny Little Fractures - Tommy Shelby x OC (on-going series) — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!

@sunphyre

Morning’s Delight - Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!

@halsteadlover

Night Struggles - Jay Halstead x Reader — from Chicago PD

I Need You - Jay Halstead x Reader — from Chicago PD

Stuck - Adam Ruzek x Reader — from Chicago PD

@forgottenpeakywriter

The Rose Garden - Tommy Shelby x Reader (posted on Ao3) — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!

@noforkingclue

Hidden Secrets - Tommy Shelby x Reader

@simplyundeniable98

Look At Me - Tommy Shelby x Reader

@little-diable

Kinktober Day 4 - Tommy Shelby x Reader — contains 🔞 NSFW themes!

@raincoffeeandfandoms

Lost - Peaky Blinders dark blurb

The Brown Waistcoat - Alfie Solomons x OC

Sex on the Beach - Alfie Solomons x OC - can now be read on ao3

#k’s fic recs #k’s reading list #k’s recs #peaky blinders #peaky blinders x reader #peaky blinders x oc #almost forgot about this!!

[acewritesfics]

⚠️ I (@rainydayteacups) NO CREDIT FOR THESE FICS. ALL CREDIT GOES TO ACEY (@crazyformfics). She has entrusted me to repost her fics on here. She decided to take a step back from writing for these fandoms (interests do change). After we talked because I didn't want to see the fics she already had written go, she asked if I would like to take over and she'll send the fics she hasn't reposted yet to me so I can repost them on her behalf.

CHARACTERS:

Tommy Shelby - Peaky Blinders

Arthur Shelby - Peaky Blinders

John Shelby - Peaky Blinders

Alfie Solomons - Peaky Blinders

Jay Halstead - Chicago PD

TV/MOVIES:

Stranger Things

Top Gun: Maverick

MISC:

SUPERNATURAL:

All a Fantasy - Dean Winchester x Reader

Crossroads Deal - Dean Winchester x Reader 

This is Your Mess - Winchester Bros x Platonic!Reader

SONS OF ANARCHY:

Baseball Bat - Jax Teller

Beautiful - Jax Teller

OTHER:

Mood Boards

[adri-2022]

A good one

Fandom: Chicago PD

Characters: Jay Halstead x FemReader / OC Olivia

Warnings: fluffy/ slight swearing

Word count: 610

Jay Halstead Materlist

A/N: Hey hey, beautiful readers. Here is a request from @onechicagolovr Based on the song 'The Good Ones' by Gabby Barrett

Don't be afraid to leave your comment!

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You knew he was different from the first time you interacted with him. Meeting by your friend Kim, who is on the same unit as your boyfriend. And quite frankly you had given up on love, plus you had other responsibilities that not many people would accept. But he was unique in his own way a truly loving soul and tonight proved it, yet again.

Almost 10 pm and your 2-year-old daughter Olivia or Livy was not in the mood to sleep. You had been bouncing her in your arms and signing softly but she is stubborn so of course, not working. -God, sleep is glorious, why don’t you wanna sleep?- you thought to yourself

“Please Livy, I really need a break” you whispered as she cried her little eyes out your were getting tired and frustrated.

Just as you were about to call it quits the front door of your house opened making you sigh in relief as Jay walked in a bouquet of flowers on his hand, walking over to you kissing you softly.

“Hi beautiful. Hey- what’s wrong?” his happy expression morphed into concern as he saw your teared up eyes still bouncing Livy as she started crying again.

“I need to tap out. Please” you whispered trying not to cry, but it was frustrating and kind of heart breaking to not be able to get your baby to sleep.

Jay immediately understood nodding his head and taking Livy from your arms. As started biting your nails nervously tears now rolling down your cheeks. Livy had tucked her face in his chest and snacking her little arms around his neck and you were grateful. So, so grateful that this man had taken the role of a father even though his blood didn’t run through her veins.  

“Babe don’t cry” he said softly furrowing his eyebrows as his hand came to caress your cheekbone. He’s a good one for sure, which made you want to cry even more.

“I’m trying…I’m trying really hard” you breath out as you brushed the tears

“I know honey. Hey- I got her. Don’t worry. Take a breather” with that you went to the kitchen.

You busied yourself putting the dishes away. Not knowing how much time had passed when you only heard silence so you made your way back to the living room, confused. It was empty. As you were about to call for Jay a muffled voice and a set of giggles was heard from Livy’s room.

Coming to stand on the doorway your heart melted at the sight in front of you. Livy was fighting against sleep but it was clear sleep was winning. You chuckled into your hand as quietly as you could,

“My little angel” Jay said, loving eyes as he rested his head slightly on top of hers rocking her side to side

“Da-da” your heart stopped as you heard what your daughter had blabbered to Jay before she succumbed to sleep. You quietly looked at Jay, he hadn’t moved he only could beam.

“God, you’re killing me” he whispered before putting her in her crib pulling her blankie towards her. Pushing yourself off the doorframe you walked towards his hunched figure as he towered over Livy’s resting form. Wrapping your arms around his waist and kissing his shoulder blade which made Jay sigh draping his arms on top of yours while you both looked down at the little angel.

“God I love her. I’m so fucking grateful” he said in between chuckles, his gaze still locked on Livy as he smiled.

“She loves you more than you think, Jay. I love you” “I love you both”

#jay halstead x reader #chicago pd imagines #jay halstead #jay halstead fluff #jay halstead x y/n #jay halstead x you #fan fiction #one chicago fic #jay halstead angst #jay halstead x daughter

[itsstrange]

Just Take My Hand

Fandom: Chicago PD

Relationship: Jay Halstead x Reader

A/N: Hey Y’all!!! It’s been a while!! I’m sorry I haven’t updated for nearly two months! I’ve just been busy with school (finals are coming) and I’ve also been trying to finish up a Fic for all you Butcher sluts! 😏 which is taking me a while since I’m extra like that. BUT ANYWAYS! To keep y’all fed with at least a lil something I’m dropping this antsy fic for all you Halstead Lovers! 💙✨

Just like you, I’m missing him dearly, so let’s pretend together that’s he’s still apart of the show yeah?

Also, credit to owner on the Gif. IF ANYBODY KNOWS THE OWNER LMK PLS!! I couldn’t find their handle! ✨

Summary: Sometimes being a Detective takes a toll on Jay, leaving him to deal with the trauma after work. Luckily, he’s got a light back home to guide him away from the darkness.

Word Count: 745

Warnings: (Yes-ish) Panic Attacks, Comfort, fluff, angst, kissing, Halstead needs FcKiNg Hugs!

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You were awaken by the sound of a door shutting, then the sound of keys landing in their bowl by the entrance. You were use to him coming home late, would even fall back asleep with ease knowing he’s finally home, and safe. However, tonight, it was different. Something inside of you knew, you didn’t know how to explain it other than, you knew. You hear his boots walking down the hall towards your shared bedroom, then the sound of your door gently opening and again hearing him making his way towards the restroom.

You turn to lay on your back and looked to your left where your bathroom was. You can see his shadow from underneath the doorframe. After a minute or so, maybe less, you slowly get out from under the covers and make your way over with bare feet. Once within reach with the door, you slowly turn the handle and pull, revealing a hunched Jay by the sink. Through mirror you can see the his eyes are tightly shut as his head hung low and from the way his entire frame shook with each quick puff he would try and intake, you knew right away.

He was having a panic attack.

“Breathe,” You calmly tell him as you turn him around and grab onto his hand to place it on your chest, “Breathe with me Jay,”

Panicked, wide, blue orbs stare at you, but manages to calm his breathing awhile leaning heavily against the sink and keeping his hand on your chest.

“Breathe Jay. You’re safe,” You softly call out to him, reminding him he’s home, here with you,

Just by his panicked attack you knew the case must’ve been hard, he normally never has an attack after work, if he does then he’s able to control it, but from the way his breathing is coming out in harsh puffs you know it was a tough day and triggered it much harder this time.

One hand still plastered on your chest while the other gripped tightly on the sink, your own hands covered the one on your chest as you watch him try and take in breaths through his nose. They were shaky inhales, making him lose concentration on calming down but as long as he kept listening to your voice as you assured him and kept his eyes on you as you too do the breathing exercise with him, he’d soon get over the attack.

After a good 10 minutes the panic attack subsided, leaving an exhausted Jay leaning heavily against the sink, but it wasn’t long for the tears to start slipping down his face. You were right there once again, assuring him with soft words, letting him engulf you into his arms as he hides his face in the crook of your neck. Every now and then you’d feel warm droplets fall on your shoulder, but you didn’t care, all you did was hug him tighter and continue with your soothing voice.

“Let’s go to bed Jay,” You whisper, he nods but doesn’t let you go, just simply holds you tighter,

A soft faint chuckle escapes from you but you don’t do anything, just remain in his arms until he’s ready to let you go and get in bed, which didn’t happen for another five minutes, but once he did he immediately engulfed you in his arms again once in bed.

“I love you,” He mumbles against your forehead,

You smile, burying your face deeper into his chest, “I love you too,”

He didn’t fall asleep right away and neither did you. Yes your eyes were closed, but you weren’t exactly falling asleep, not yet at least. His blue eyes were faced up towards the ceiling, mind wondering about, but the way your fingers were lazily drawing shapes against his skin kept him from wondering back to the dark side. Eventually, you began dozing off, your fingers were slowly coming to a stop every once and a while, but what finally made you go to sleep was the soft faint snores coming from Jay.

Slightly opening your eyes you lay still to hear it again, when you hear his faint snore once again, indicating he has fallen asleep, a small smile tugs on the corner of your lips. Softly pecking his bare chest, you rest your head on him once again before slowly drifting away into a peaceful sleep with the love of your life in your arms.

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-Hope y’all enjoyed this short one meanwhile I continue in finishing the next work! I sincerely appreciate y’all’s patience! Love Ya! ♥️✨

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#chicago pd #chicago pd x reader #jay halstead #jay halstead x imagine #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead x oc #jay halstead x you #jay halstead x y/n #jesse lee soffer #Jesse lee soffer imagine #angsty

[callsign-dexter]

Drunken Confessions

Request: Hi there 😊 aw let me send in a request as well 🤭 you're crushing on your colleague Antonio and him as well. But you catch Hailey flirt with him from time to time, so you end your shift at Molly's and decide to get drunk. The other Intelligence members are there as well and Antonio never lets you out of his sight. So when he sees some guy getting too close to you, he steps in and kisses you, making the guy leave. You're too drunk to process what's going on, so Antonio takes you with him into his apartment and takes care of you till you fall asleep in his bed and mumble something like 'I love you'. Then in the morning you can't remember why you're with him and he tells you what happened and that he loves you as well and that you don't need to be jealous as he'd always chose you 🙊

Pairings: Antonio Dawson x Halstead!Intelligence!Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, being drunk, alcohol

Masterlist

A/N: Thank you to @talesofreading for sending this request in!

When Jay joined Intelligence, you had joined as well. You had always wanted to be a detective and when you heard there were two openings in Intelligence you jumped at the chance while Jay got the other one. You are the sister of Will Halstead and the twin sister of Jay Halstead. While working in Intelligence you got along with everyone and you didn’t take anything lightly and did your job well, so well that other departments were begging for you but you just couldn’t leave your family and Jay behind so you turned the opportunities down every time. You promised yourself you would never love anyone in the department not wanting it to get in the way of your work but there was one guy that had caught your eye, Antonio Dawson.

When you laid eyes on him it was immediate love but you knew he probably didn't feel the same way. Sure, you two flirted with each other but neither of you were going to make the first move both too stubborn to do anything. What you didn’t know was the first day you walked into Intelligence Antonio fell hard for you and couldn’t even keep his eyes off of you and when you smiled at him, he swore his heart stopped beating and it was only you two in the room and nobody else. 2 years later you both were still crushing on each other and every now and then you two would flirt with each other you even had been partnered together. Around this time, you had gotten a new person into Intelligence, Hailey Upton, after Erin left, you really didn’t like her, especially how she strung your brother along and then broke his heart, and you were normally very welcoming but something about her struck something in you. Of course you were going to be civil towards her during work hours but after those it was a different attitude.

You had gotten to work early so you could get some paperwork done while you were alone and you also tend to do your best work alone. You walked in and greeted Trudy and she greeted you back and buzzed you up. You went to the locker room and put your stuff into your locker and then walked back out and sat at your desk. Not even 10 minutes later you heard footsteps walking up the stairs and turned to look and a smile broke out on your face when you saw that it was Antonio. When his eyes met yours he smiled “Good morning. I see you’re here early.” He said and you nodded.

“I tend to do my best work when I’m alone. You should know this by now.” You said with a little chuckle.

“That I do. So what are your plans for after work?” He asked coming to sit on the edge of your desk and you smiled and put a piece of loose hair behind your ear.

“Well, I had planned to kick back and watch some mindless tv while eating pizza but we’ll see how the day turns out.” You said and he smiled, the smile that you had fallen in love with. He was about to say something else but the rest of the team walked up and you quickly got back to work he walked over to his desk and sat down you didn’t look up only focusing on the reports being filled out. The only time you looked up was when you heard Hailey giggle and you wished you hadn’t. The scene when you looked up you saw him smile and her push his shoulder you felt your heart break and when he looked over to you, you quickly looked down trying not to let tears fall what you didn’t was his smile fall and the look of concern pop up. He wasn’t listening to what Hailey was saying, just trying to be polite. This went on throughout the day and it only made you feel worse.

“Listen up.” Hank comes out saying and you all gathered around. “We have a drug deal going down and we need to go and bust them.” He said and you all nodded as everyone was going to change and gather weapons and you pulled Hank to the side.

“Hey, do you think I can be partnered up with Jay for this one? Just this one time.” You asked with hopefulness and he looked at you.

“Of course. Everything ok?” He asked and you nodded.

“I just want to be with my brother on this one.” You said which was a complete lie.

“I’ll tell them when they come out. Now go and get ready to leave.” He said and you nodded. You went and got ready and when you walked out everyone was gathered around “I want Jay and Y/N together on this one.” He said and they nodded. Antonio looked hurt but didn’t say anything and that made you hurt inside. As you were heading to the house with Jay, he started to look over at you every now and then.

“Everything alright, Sis?” He asked and you shrugged.

“Everything is fine.” You had said and he looked at you.

“You have always been a bad liar. Now what’s up?” He asked and you sighed.

“I like Antonio and have had a crush on him for 2 years.” You said and looked over at him and smirked.

“I know.” He said and you looked at him surprised.

“How?” You asked, voice raising a pitch and he laughed.

“Come on Y/N/N. We’re twins. I know you too well. Will also figured it out. Now why did you request to ride with me instead of your partner?” He asked and you huffed.

“Hailey has been flirting with him and he doesn’t even stop her. It hurts too much.” You said and he nodded.

“He loves you. He would be stupid if he messes this up with you. Will and I have your back.” He said and you smiled.

“I love you guys.” You said as you pulled up to the house. You all stormed the house and got everyone in handcuffs without having anyone get hurt. The bust was a success but you were still feeling bad and to be honest heartbroken about what had been going on with Hailey and Antonio so you had forfeited your original plans and headed to Molly’s.

You arrived at Molly’s before anyone else so you got to drinking. You went up to the bar and got a bartender’s attention, you had downed the first drink easily when the rest of Intelligence strolled into the bar and they greeted you but when you saw Antonio you quickly ordered a new drink. You had been working on the second one while you mingled with everyone and then you saw your big brother, Will, and some of his colleagues. “Yo big bro!” You said and slapped him on the shoulder and he smiled.

“Hey, Y/N/N.” He said and gave you a side hug and then you noticed Connor and greeted him.

“Hey, Y/N. Are you drunk already?” He asked

“Tipsy. Not drunk.” You said and pointed at them and then laughed knowing it was a lie when you finished your second drink and you were really feeling it and it was making you forget about Antonio. You had gotten another drink while talking to them despite knowing you probably shouldn’t. You three continued to talk until you were called by someone and you bid them a goodbye and walked over to where you were called over to.

What you didn’t know was that he was watching your every move. He wasn't drinking much matter in fact wasn’t drinking at all. “Hey, Jay, your sister is drunk and getting cozy with some random guy that doesn’t look like he is up to any good.” Adam said and he looked over to you and he could tell it and sighed.

“I’ll go do something about it.” Jay said and Antonio shook his head and got up.

“No, I got it.” Antonio said and got up. You had been talking to some random guy on the back of the wall that you were leaning up against and was getting all flirty. The guy was getting all touchy and Antonio didn’t like that especially with how much you had to drink and didn’t seem to notice it. As he got to you neither you nor the person that was hitting on you paid attention until Antonio’s lips were on yours in a searing kiss. You didn’t know what was going on and the guy left the drink you had in your hands long forgotten and it had fallen from your grip and shattered onto the ground that seemed to pull you out of your trance.

“What?” You asked breathlessly and then stumbled into his arms.

“You’re drunk. I’m gonna take you home.” He said and you didn’t say anything and he helped you walk out while telling both of your brothers what was going on and then they bid you both a good night. Antonio helped you more like you leaned on him the entire way to his car. Once he got you settled into the car you began messing with the controls of the air conditioning and then the radio, he sighed but wasn’t going to say anything.

You were close to being at his apartment when you started to speak up “You know,” You slurred “I’ve had a massive crush on you for two years.” You said as your head slowly turned to look at him. “When I saw Hailey flirt with you and you did nothing, I figured I had lost my chance with you.” You said as he pulled into a parking spot in front of his apartment.

“I’ve had a crush on you too.” He said and you scoffed.

“Don’t take pity on me.” You said as you began to struggle to get out of the seatbelt and he watched you struggle but was quick to help you and then he got out and helped you out of the car. He helped you into the building and then into his apartment. Not much was said as he helped in and then he saw your face turn green and he quickly helped you to the bathroom where you had begun to vomit and he held your hair back. When you were down he slowly helped you up and into his bed and pulled the covers back and once you laid down and helped you take off your shoes. You hated sleeping in jeans but right now you didn’t care. “I love you.” You mumbled as he was getting stuff to sleep on the couch and he smiled and then walked out.

The next morning, he woke up before you and began making breakfast and coffee. Thankfully it was a Saturday which means that none of you had to go into work. The smell of food is what woke you up and had you sitting up in bed and looking around the unfamiliar apartment and you got up and stumbled out of the bedroom. When you got into the kitchen you saw Antoino there. “What am I doing here?” You asked him and that made him look up.

“You got super drunk at Molly’s and I decided to bring you here to sleep it off.” He said and you nodded and sat down as he sat down a plate of food and coffee. You started to eat and drink “You also told me you had a massive crush on me for two years.” He said and you stopped eating and looked up at him horrified.

“What?” You asked

“You said-” He began again and you stopped him.

“I heard you.” You said as you swallowed.

“But it’s ok because I’ve liked you, no loved, you for two years too.” He said and your eyes widened. “You also mumbled you loved me. You don’t have to be jealous of her or anyone else. You know why?” He asked and you shook your head. “Because I love you and I will always choose you.” He said as he came over and crouched down to where he was eye level with you. You leaned in and kissed him but pulled back when you felt the beginning of hangover vomit start to make its way up and you rushed to the bathroom. Antonio wasn’t too far behind you and once again held your hair back. Once you were done you flushed the toilet and then leaned back into him.

“How about I brush my teeth and then I can kiss you?” You asked and he chuckled and nodded and helped you up. He pulled out an extra toothbrush and gave it to you and once your teeth were brushed and mouth was rinsed out you turned to him and kissed him. The kiss was full of passion. “I’ve been wanting to do that for 2 years.” You said once you both pulled away and he nodded.

“So have I.” He said and smiled.

Yeah, this was going to be a wonderful start to an awesome, filled with a lot of love, and beautiful relationship.

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[procrastinatorimagines]

Jealousy

Fandom: Chicago Fire / Chicago PD

Series: One Shot

Pairing/s: Jay Halstead x Reader, Kelly Severide x Reader

Warning/s: none

Word Count: 629

Request: request : dating jay halstead but severide is your ex and jay gets jealous

Some people think it's weird to be friends with your ex, but you disagreed. Some exes, such, but people like Kelly Severide? Nah, you didn't see it.

You and Kelly had dated years ago and separated amicably, and you'd been good friends ever since. He talked to you about Stella, you talked to him about Jay, to you it was normal. It sometimes bothered Jay though, when you and Kelly would have in jokes or conversations about your history and past, not that he'd tell you that.

It's not like you could forget everything about each other when you split, and Jat knew it was irrational, he trusted you, so he tried not to let it show, but it did bug him.

Like in Molly's after a very long shift, you were both sat with Kelly and Cruz as Cruz discussed the tattoo he was thinking of getting in memory of Otis, his friend, and his son.

"I think it's a great idea," you told him with a sincere smile, putting your hand on the arm he had resting on the table as Jay nodded his agreement.

"You have something similar, for your old college friend that passed," Kelly mentioned casually, gesturing with his beer to where you were sat. You nodded and the conversation carried on, with Cruz asking how you settled on the image, but Jay wasn't really paying attention.

It was so little, it shouldn't have bothered him, but he'd had a long day, so he excused himself from the booth at Molly's about getting an early one before next shift and headed out.

Kelly and Cruz didn't give it a second thought after they bid goodnight, but you couldn't help watch Jay as he left, a troubled look on your face before you excused yourself too and went after him.

"Jay!" You called after him when you exited the bar, noticing him from behind instantly. He stopped in his tracks, not turning but letting you catch up with him.

"Hey, what's up?" You asked, a hand on his forearm as you walked around him so that you were face to face.

"Nothing," he tried unconvincingly, knowing you weren't buying it either.

You tilted your head at him, a look on your face that told him as much without uttering a word. You faced off for a few seconds before he relented and sighed, eyes moving from yours.

"I just..." he tried to find the right words to explain without coming off douchey, "sometimes it just gets to me a little, seeing you and Kelly together," he admitted.

You laughed at the absurdity but he winced, looking a little hurt. Shaking your head you stopped.

"Baby, there's nothing between me and Kelly anymore," you told him, "we realised we were better off as friends, and we have been ever since, there's nothing for you to be jealous of."

"I know, I know, I do," Jay insisted, "it's just, I didn't know that, what he said about your tattoo, and I guess it just stung a little that he did."

You nodded but didn't say anything, so he continued. "I'm not trying to be one of those guys who tells you who you should be friends with and gets super jealous..." He explained, feeling like an idiot for even bringing it up, it's why he never had before.

"You can't control your feelings Jay, and I'd rather you tell me than let it fester," you said, putting a hand to his cheek, "but there really is nothing to worry about."

"I know," he told you genuinely, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours.

"I love you," you told him forcefully, making sure he knew it.

"I know," he chuckled, kissing you softly, "I love you too."

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[no-damsel]

Just friends

Warning - Swearing

Chapter one

The music was so loud that it was almost impossible to hear the conversation that was taking place right in front of you. Walking further into the room, you rub the bottom of your nose with the back of your hand and sniff loudly before sitting on the club owner's lap. His hand immediately moved to your waist, making you uncomfortable, but you bite your tongue and pretend to enjoy the attention Jasper gives you.

“Who’s this?” You ask, pointing to the two men sitting across from him.

Jasper takes a drink of his whisky. “This is Tommy and Gregg,” he says slowly, as if you’d need a moment to follow what he’s saying. “They are going to be working here on a trial basis.”

“Cool.” You lazily rest your head on Jasper's shoulder while they continue to talk business.

Both men would be rotated between working behind the bar and working security. Occasionally, you’d wipe your nose with the back of your hand or twitch your jaw. Each time you did, ‘Gregg’ would shoot you a death glare; you couldn’t blame him. He probably thought you were a drugged-up mess, which is exactly what you wanted people to believe. You recognized the man going by the name of Tommy as the sweet kid who lived down the street from you growing up, Adam Ruzek.

“I’m sorry,” ‘Tommy’ says, interrupting. “But you’ve got to introduce us to this pretty lady here.”

Adams' brown eyes bore into yours as he searched for any sign of distress. You hadn’t seen him in so long that he must have been shocked to see you sitting on one of the most despised men in Chicago. The fact that you look strung out and hardly dressed probably didn’t help.

“Where are my manners?” Jasper says, slapping you on the thigh and laughing. “This is Angel; she’s one of our dancers and my personal favorite. High as hell, but she takes great care of my books.”

How Jasper wasn’t busted before was a mystery; he would mix different pills and alcohol and start blabbering to anyone who would listen. He had just met these guys and already told them who had done his books.

The man sitting with Adam scoffs, “Angel, huh? How original.”

You met his glare. He was handsome. Hispanic and looked to be around the mid-thirties. Given that Adam hadn’t been a cop for long, you’d assume this guy had a fair amount of experience being undercover. You lean forward and run your finger over ‘Tommy’s’ jawline before pinching his cheek. “I like him; he’s cute. He reminds me of a chipmunk.”

Adam gives you a sweet smile before acting flattered by your comment, “Well, thank you, sweetheart.”

Jasper wraps his arm around you a little too tight, a silent way of telling you to shut up. “Excuse her; Angel likes to party a little too much on shift and comes away with some weird shit; just ignore her.”

“Oh, I imagine that’s not possible.”

Jasper smirks. “Since you’ve taken a liking to them, you can show them around.”

After showing the club’s newest ‘employees’ the lockup routing, you lead them down the hallway towards the dressing room. The halls were mainly empty since it was still daytime, but in a few hours they would be mobbed by dancers starting to get ready for the nighttime shows.

“So, Angel, how long have you worked here?”

“A couple of years,” you answer before opening the door to a small room that the staff uniforms were kept in. You close the door behind you and look between them. “So, chipmunk, is your friend here good?”

Adam chuckles. “He’s good.”

You both knew the question you were really asking, and that was if the person could be trusted.

You give them both uniforms, scribble down a message, and place it between the tops you hand to Adam. You hand it to him just as Jasper walks into the room.

You wink at Adam and say, “I’ll see you later, handsome.”

Jasper frowns and runs his hand through his blonde hair, and you hear him say, “House rules: no getting high off my shit and no fucking on shift. If you see anyone who isn’t one of my men, tell me right away. And if you do bang any of these bitches, I don’t want it to bring any drama into my house, right?”

They answer in unison, “right.”

A few days pass before you see Adam again, along with the other cop, when you finish your shift at six in the morning. They had been working behind the bar while you jumped between greeting ‘guests’ at the door and convincing the men sitting at booths to buy overpriced bottles of alcohol.

“Yo, Angel!”

“Tommy,” you smile before rubbing at your eyes, which are heavy and over-coated in massacre. “How are you enjoying your new gig?”

He looks more uncomfortable the closer he gets to you, and he does his best to avert his eyes from the sheer red outfit you were wearing. He clears his throat. “I was just going to grab some breakfast; care to join me?”

“Sure, I’ll just get changed, then meet you outside.”

“Your partner seems intense,” you say in between bites of your breakfast. Pancakes loaded with cut-up strawberries, bananas, and chocolate sauce. You’d need the sudden sugar rush to help you stay up a little bit longer.

“Antonio is wary of strangers, but he’s a good guy.” Adam chuckles, “I see you still have a sweet tooth.”

“I don’t indulge much these days. Jasper likes his dancers to look a certain way, you know.”

“Yeah, like trash. Calling me my nickname from when we were kids was a good call. I gotta say you had me really worried when I first saw you; I actually thought you had gone down that path.” He sips on his coffee. “You're not taking anything, right?”

“Absolutely not!” you say defensively. “I’m just good at making it believable.”

“Viola…”

You kick him under the table for using your real name in public.

“Sorry, sorry.”

You had to give two years of your life to this undercover assignment. You had gone on a strict diet, dyed your hair with cheap dye, then let the roots grow out, and invested a lot of money into tacky clothes and cheap makeup to play the part. In-between bites, you ask, “So you're going to tell me why you're in that hellhole?”

He leans in and talks in a low voice, “In the past two weeks, there have been thirteen overdoses because of bad dope that’s been sold by Jasper’s people.”

“Jasper isn’t the boss; a man named Hector Vazquez is calling the shots. This case… It’s icky; there’s more to it than just dope. I’m not going to lie—I’m actually glad you're there, because I’m drowning.”

“Can’t you speak to your sergeant?”

“No,” you answered sharply. “Sorry, it’s just that you're the only person I’ve said that to. I’m… The stuff I’ve found out has made me seriously consider just leaving and starting over.”

Seeing the worry on your face, he places his hand on yours. “What do you mean?”

“I’ve been looking at one-way plane tickets,” you admit. “I just... I don't know who to trust anymore. You're the first person I’ve spoken to in a long time who even knows my real name.”

Adam scratches his chin with his free hand before smiling politely at the waitress when she tops off his coffee. “I know someone who can help, but you’ve got to trust me. Completely.”

“Who is it?”

“My boss, Hank Voight.”

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I’m currently flaring from my IBD, for the first time in a long time and I’m in a lot of pain. Send me some comfort fics please, I need some distraction! fandoms I’m reading currently (9-1-1, Chicago fire, Chicago med, Chicago PD, marvel - specifically stucky, Natasha, Wanda and Tony, vampire diaries, the originals, bridgerton) or anything you think I might enjoy! Open to poly, m x reader, f x reader or character fics with no reader. Anything that will distract me from my Crohn’s hell

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New Member Spotlight - January 2024

The Pond is always growing and we want to make our new members feel welcome! Here’s a list of recent additions to our fishy family, along with a little info about them!

Guppies, Jellies, and Mutuals, oh, my!

@thebejeweledwatercat -

Other SM names? - Same name on Discord and AO3

OTP? - Samwena bit it varies

Other fandoms? - Chicago Med, fire, & PD, Stranger Things, Teen Wolf

Looking for in the Pond? - Community

Pairings you read? - OC's and Poly fics

Genres you read? - Hurt/comfort

Favorite writer(s)? - winterfire22 on AO3

What do you like to write? - Hurt/comfort, Poly, What if, AU's

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - Chicago Med - Sunshine, Moonlight, and Shadow

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? - A lot actually. Mostly because I’m not good with the follow-through.

.@hello-starlingfics -

Other SM names? - HelloStarlingFics on AO3, HelloStarling on Discord, and hello-starling.bsky.social on BlueSky

OTP? - Sam/Dean. They're just too compelling!

Other fandoms? - Right now it's just SPN

Looking for in the Pond? - Connect with other writers and fans. Writing can be a lonely thing.

Pairings you read? - I mainly stick to Wincest, but will dabble in Wincestiel, Destiel, and Dean/John.

Genres you read? - I read a range of styles and tropes. Whump is probably my favourite, with the comfort optional.

What do you like to write? - I like to write a range of things! I have hurt/comfort, angst, fluff, crack where Sam and Dean are catboys, erotica, and even some gen.

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - Last Fair Deal Gone Down

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? - This year I hope to write some darker stuff including Major Character Death. Balancing making it emotionally affecting while avoiding being heavy-handed will be a challenge.

.@michaelmilligan -

Other SM names? - QuicksilverCastiel on AO3, alexanderlewis on Discord

OTP? - Midam

Other fandoms? - Star Trek and Yu-Gi-Oh! (specifically JouKai as a ship - the resurgence of an old fandom for me)

Looking for in the Pond? - I would like to connect with other writers and share insights and hopefully bounce story ideas off each other.

Pairings you read? - Midam, Midamoul (Michael/Adam/Ghoul), I'm trying to branch out with Samifer and Sam in poly relationships (preferably with Gabriel, Eileen, Rowena and/or Lucifer)

Genres you read? - Fluff and Smut mostly, though some angst is good now and then. I enjoy AUs (especially fantasy and sci-fi) and won't say not to fake dating.

Favorite writer(s)? - I go absolutely feral about most (all?) of the Midam fics by saintmichael on AO3

What do you like to write? - Smut, fluff, AUs, fix-its, and lately I've been dabbling in dark(er) fic

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - That would probably be this dark(-ish) Nickifer fic: Blind Trust

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? -I've never written a case fic, which seems criminal in the SPN fandom! So far I'm not confident I could pull off the suspense aspect of the search for what monster is involved, and resolve the whole thing competently. Some suggestions on how to structure/plan a case fic would be appreciated.

@kazsrm67 -

Other SM names? - Same name on Discord

OTP? - I would have to go with Sam x Eileen I suppose.

Other fandoms? - Not much really although I occasionally read Stargate or NCIS fics.

Looking for in the Pond? - I was invited by a friend on Tumblr to be honest I'm super introverted and I can't really answer this. But I was told its a good way to "meet" other writers and get help when stuck on an idea.

Pairings you read? - I mostly read Dean x reader or Dean x OFC (this is what I mostly write as well), I do read some Sam fics and dabble in some poly fics but only with specific characters.

Genres you read? - I'll read all of these (angst, fluff, smut, crack) but I spend a lot of time between angst and smut fics. I do love a good soulmate au.

Favorite writer(s)? - So hard to pick a favorite but @spnexploration and @jawritter on Tumblr are two of my top writers.

What do you like to write? - I write a lot of soulmate fics, but I try to write many different types.

Masterlist!

Most underappreciated fic? - My Omega

Something you haven't written but would like to try? Why not? How can we help? - I have a rockstar!Dean fic in mind, it would be very angsty and discuss domestic violence against men, I haven't tried writing it yet mostly because time. I work full time and am a mom but it's definitely something I am looking at diving into sooner rather than later. I think the help I could use is someone to edit and bounce ideas off. I have a good friend I do this with but sometimes I wonder if it would help to have someone else to bounce ideas off (I get shy and don't reach out tho).

That's all for this month, folks! (If we're missing anyone, let us know and we'll add them to next month's list!) Make sure to say hi to the newbies and make them feel welcome! Thanks to all from @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @thoughtslikeaminefield, @spencereliotwinchester and @heavenssexiestangel!

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[amysteryspot]

Reading me | J.H.

Summary: There's a girl in the bar interested in Jay and he fully intends to take her home.

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Female Reader

Fandom: Chicago PD

Prompt: “You look so cool when you're reading me.” from Halsey's prompt list (Room 93)

Request by @runnning-outof-time here

Word count: 753

A/N: First time writing for Jay. Thanks K for requesting, it feels good writing for our boy. Hope he's not OOC and that you all enjoy it.

Loosely inspired in High by Sleeping Wolf (there's some lines of the song inside the fic because this was supposed to end up in smut but I became too worried if I was writing Jay right)

Jay sipped his beer while smiling to himself. He had been observing the woman at the other side of the bar, taking notice that every once in a while she would sneak a glance at him, averting her gaze quickly if their eyes met. She was either shy or a very good actress, but Jay would bet on the first.

Her friends were giggling like a bunch of schoolgirls when they noticed that he had noticed her, and it was then that Jay decided to make a move.

Careful not to catch her friend's attention, he crossed the bar and sat at the stool next to hers, delighted by her reaction when she turned around to get another drink and spotted him there.

“You’re either playing coy with me or you’re really oblivious to your own actions.”

She blushed, looking down while playing with the empty glass resting on the counter.

“And you’re either really perspective or just too cocky to come here and say that to someone you don’t even know.”

“Jay,” he extended his hand to her.

She looked at him and then at his hand before taking it. He brought her hand to his lips, kissing the back of it and making her giggle.

“(Y/N).”

“Beautiful name.”

“Is it,” she asks, eyebrow raised.

“What? You don’t believe me?” He laughs, waving to the bartender and asking him to refill their drinks. “You’re a beautiful girl, with a beautiful name.”

She smiled at his flirting, trying to hide her amusement by resting her chin on her hand.

“And a beautiful smile.”

“Cheesy,” she accuses and Jay puts one of his hands on his chest in faux hurt.

“You wound me,” he mocks. “And now I know that you are, indeed, shy and not playing coy,” he takes a sip of his beer and watches as she observes him with a playful smirk on her lips. “At least not entirely.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Well, first, you have been eyeing me since you arrived, but every time you saw me looking back, you would avert my gaze,” he takes a step closer to her, noticing how she shivered at the proximity. “Then, when I arrived here you tried to redirect the subject, making it about me instead of you so I wouldn’t notice that you’re nervous.”

“And, let me guess, you’re the reason I’m nervous,” she mocks, sipping her drink.

“See? You’re redirecting again, which proves my point.”

(Y/N) looks away from him, averting eye contact.

Jay smirks to himself before continuing.

“You’re clearly interested in me, but you’re not making a move because you’re waiting for me to do it.” He leans in to whisper in her ear, “even though your friends seem to have noticed it long before you did.”

She turns around to search for her friends only to notice them at the other side of the bar, just watching them.

“Traitors,” (Y/N) murmurs, more to herself than to him, making him smile.

“Anything else,” she asks, turning to face him again.

“You’re hiding something,” Jay watches her smile waver. “A bad breakup, maybe.”

“Or maybe a boyfriend,” she suggests, a little more confident.

“Nah, I don’t believe that. You don’t seem like a cheater.”

“You know what, you look so cool when you’re reading me.”

“Am I reading you right?”

“Maybe,” she plays along.

“Then, maybe, we could get out of here,” he offers, waiting for her reaction.

She laughs, sipping her drink again.

“I really thought that you were promising, but I see you’re just like all the others.”

“No, I’m not, sweetheart,” he guarantees, fingers brushing her cheek. “I’m gonna take my time with you. Make you feel the way you know you should.”

He watches as she takes in a deep breath and smirks, satisfied at the visible goosebumps on her arms.

“There’s a lot of promises, Jay.”

“Promises that I absolutely intend to fulfill,” he stares back at her, waiting for her answer.

“Then take me out of here.”

Jay smirks, placing a couple of notes on the counter, offering her his hand, which she promptly takes.

“See, I wasn't all that wrong,” he teases, guiding her out of the bar.

“No, you weren’t,” she agrees, “but you still haven’t discovered my so-called secret.”

“The night is still young, we’ll have time for that.” He says, before leaning in to kiss her.

Jay hoped whatever secret she was keeping was more than worth the feeling of her lips on his.

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