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ao3feed-chicagofire · 10 months

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Guardian Defender Multiverse

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by JAK_Guardian

Multiverse is the set of universe. Each universe have different kind, such as power, hero, villain, pirates, normal, fantasy, galaxy, etc. However, someone/something has bring danger to the multiverse. This enemy has knowledge and possess the power of timeline and universe. He/she brings several universe or teleport people to another world. Can they survive? Or work together? Or defeat enemy? Or not?!

Multiverse Worlds: My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia (MHA/BNHA), One Piece, The Chicaronstar Foundation 19 {Danganronpa 1/2/V3/Dra/Sdra2, Chicago Fire/PD/Med, Station 19, Grey's anatomy, 911, 911: Lone Star, The Dark Pictures Anthology: House of Ashes}, Star wars Clone Wars & Rebels, The Mandalorian, Digimon Adventure 01/02/Tamers/Frontier/Survive, Call Of Duty Modern Warfare 2 (COD MW2), Mortal Kombat 11, Voltron, and Transformers Prime.

Notes: If you guys want to be participating it, like share your idea for another episode, or talent to share your art/pictures/video for this. You may join this! Discord: https://ift.tt/Bjk6HFA

Words: 20605, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), One Piece (Anime & Manga), Digimon Adventure Zero Two | Digimon Adventure 02, Digimon Adventure, Digimon Tamers, Digimon Frontier, Digimon Survive (Video Game), Chicago Fire, 9-1-1 (TV), 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020), Voltron: Legendary Defender, Mortal Kombat (Video Games), Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, The Mandalorian (TV), Dangan Ronpa Series, Station 19 (TV), Grey's Anatomy, Star Wars: Rebels, Transformers: Prime, The Dark Pictures: House of Ashes (Video Game)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Firehouse 51 Crew Members (Chicago Fire), Chicago Med Ensemble (Chicago Med), Intelligence Unit Officers (Chicago PD), Firehouse 118 Crew (9-1-1 TV), Firehouse 126 Crew (9-1-1 Lone Star), Station 19 Crew Members (Station 19), Grey's Anatomy Ensemble, Momozuka Takuma, Hinata Minoru, Hanzo Hasashi | Scorpion, Kuai Liang | Sub-Zero, Optimus Prime, Bumblebee (Transformers), Smokescreen (Transformers), Jack Darby, Miko Nakadai, Rafael "Raf" Esquivel, CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Dangan Ronpa Ensemble, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Mugiwara Kaizoku | Strawhat Pirates, The Ghost Crew (Star Wars), Ten Warriors | Ten Legendary Warriors (Digimon), Task Force 141 Ensemble, Voltron Paladins, Atlas Crew (Voltron), The Blade of Marmora, Autobots (Transformers)

Relationships: Monkey D. Luffy/Roronoa Zoro, Optimus Prime/Ratchet, Bumblebee/Smokescreen (Transformers), Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Sylvie Brett/Matthew Casey, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Travis Montgomery/Eli Stern, Adam/Curtis/Shiro (Voltron), Keith/Lance (Voltron), CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, CC-2224 | Cody & Obi-Wan Kenobi & CT-5732 | Kin, Ezra Bridger/Sabine Wren, John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley, Rodolfo Parra/Alejandro Vargas, Hanzo Hasashi | Scorpion/Kuai Liang | Sub-Zero, Takuma Momozuka/Minoru Hinata, Izumi Koushirou | Izzy Izumi/Yagami Taichi | Tai Kamiya, Kanbara Takuya/Orimoto Izumi | Zoe Orimoto, Himi Tomoki | Tommy Himi/Kanbara Shinya, Lee Jianliang | Henry Wong/Matsuda Takato | Takato Matsuki

Additional Tags: Can't add more tags..., Multiverse, Guardian - Freeform, There are still more introduction and relationship in chapter 1

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#chicago fire #chicago fire fanfic #ao3feed #fanfic

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ao3feed-danganronpa · 10 months

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Guardian Defender Multiverse

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by JAK_Guardian

Multiverse Worlds: My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia (MHA/BNHA), One Piece, The Chicaronstar Foundation 19 {Danganronpa 1/2/V3/Dra/Sdra2, Chicago Fire/PD/Med, Station 19, Grey's anatomy, 911, 911: Lone Star}, Star wars Clone Wars & Rebels, The Mandalorian, Digimon Adventure 01/02/Tamers/Frontier/Survive, Call Of Duty Modern Warfare 2 (COD MW2), Mortal Kombat 11, Voltron, and Transformers Prime.

Notes: If you guys want to be participating it, like share your idea for another episode, or talent to share your art/pictures/video for this. You may join this! Discord: https://ift.tt/XEkBuvI

Words: 20604, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Additional Tags: Can't add more tags..., Multiverse, Guardian - Freeform, There are still more introduction and relationship in chapter 1

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

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #dangan ronpa #danganronpa #dr

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911whatthehell · 2 years

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I saw you mention a 126 discord server a bit ago- I just wanna let you know that, specifically, the server Thea, Faer, GG, etc run is Station 126, which is different from Firehouse 126, from my understanding. Wanting to put it out there that way people don't say something to people who didnt do actually anything wrong. (Not that people are going to intentionally be rude to random people, but sometimes it's hard to tell what's going on when tempers are high.)

But. fuck Station 126.

Thank you for this, its so important to make sure we have correct information because you are right, tempers are running high.

#PSA #Admin Answers

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alidravana · 2 years

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A Different Coma Dream

Our discord did a round of flash fics this weekend and I’ve decided to post my one small snippet today because I don’t really have any plans to expand on it, and I think it’s still relevant while we wait to find out what happens to TK tonight!

So based on the image above (made by @noxsoulmate, flash fics ran by @djdangerlove), here you go!

TK blinked.

One moment he was standing in his dad’s kitchen baking cookies with his mom and the next, he was sitting in the stands, at one of his high school’s football games. The crowd was loud, the stands were packed, and TK fought the urge to clamp his hands over his ears, to drown out all the noise and confusion.

TK started to move his hand to do it anyways when he realized he was holding someone’s hand already. Surprised, he glanced next to him. “Tanya?” he said out loud, taking in the sight of his high school girlfriend. Well, best friend might be the more accurate word to describe the tall, beautiful brunette. He had started dating Tanya only to come to the harsh realization during their third make out session that he was definitely, and completely gay. But he was unsure exactly where he was, let alone when, and so he didn’t want to come across as crazy. Even though he was losing his mind at this point.

“TK,” she responded warmly, leaning over to give him a gentle kiss on his cheek. “I’m glad you came to visit,” she added, squeezing his hand.

“Where did I come to visit?” TK asked, figuring he had nothing to lose by her previous comment.

“Don’t you remember TK?” Tanya asked, tilting her head in the direction of the scoreboard. The date flashed in a bright, red glow.

Oh, TK realized as he took in the date. He wished he didn’t know why this date was so significant, that he could forget this day, this football game, and all his memories associated with it. But this was the day that prior to going back to Tanya’s house, he decided to score some coke underneath the bleachers from one of the cheerleaders, in a painful attempt to relax and be able to make out with his girlfriend, the way he should be able to, with no issues.

Why was he back here? He’d much rather spend time with his mother, baking cookies, pretending that there was nothing wrong with him. Why was he having to face his biggest mistake in life instead?

“I don’t know TK,” Tanya said, causing TK to jump. He had forgotten that she was still sitting next to him. He then blushed, realizing that he must have been speaking out loud. “Maybe it’s part of letting go,” she added, wiping a small tear away. “Letting go of past guilt, unburdening yourself, making peace with everything?” She added, as she stared back at the football pitch.

What? TK wasn’t letting go, was he? There were still people around, that he had to go back to, wasn’t there?

But as TK continued to sit, holding his girlfriend’s (or ex-girlfriend’s) hand, he found himself lost in the game, smiling at their school mascot, a large fuzzy white mouse as they danced and led the next round of cheering. TK could smell the fresh grass, and see the beautiful flowers lining the field.

As the clouds opened up, letting down light rain, he couldn’t help but reach out towards the water, smiling as Tanya yelped and ducked under his arm for protection.

Maybe it wasn’t so bad here after all…

#911 lone star #Firehouse 126 Discord #tarlos #TK Strand #coma dream #tw: past drug usage #image prompt #original female character #911lsfic

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noxsoulmate · 2 years

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@flufftober Day 12 ~ Sleepy Kiss

Title: Sleepy Sincerity

Fandom: 911 Lone Star

Pairing: Tarlos

Summary:

Falling asleep on the couch hadn’t been part of the plan – but then again, Carlos might’ve missed out on just how adorable TK can be when half asleep. Adorable… and shockingly honest…

Rating: General Audience

Warnings: none

This wasn't requested, but I wrote it during a round of flash fics on the Firehouse 126 discord server - so I just polished it up a bit and used it for day 12 of Flufftober 😊

#flufftober2021 #day 12 #911 lone star #tarlos #carlos reyes #tk strand #my fics #my writing

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tkstrrand · 3 years

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✨ tarlos fic ✨

Chapter 2 - 3.3k / Ao3 / for the Firehouse 126 Discord’s Soulmate AU and @alilypea 💛

Read chapter one here

Title: I see forever in your eyes, I feel okay when I see you smile

Summary: Each genuine emotion your soulmate expresses to you adds colour to your world

Chapter two summary: An accident at work forces Carlos and TK to reconcile with the revelation that they are soul mates and what this means for themselves and each other

[preview]

“Dude come on,” Paul said, coming to stand next to him.

“What,” TK frowned.

Paul cocked his head to the side, “You really going to say, ‘you’re fine’ while looking like that,” he said.

TK quickly pulled his eyes away from Carlos, hoping Paul wouldn’t follow his line of vision.

TK turned around, leaning against the truck.

After TK left Carlos’s, he had hauled himself up in his room for as long as he could, throwing anything red in a cupboard and shutting it, hoping he could forget what happened. But TK didn’t want to forget Carlos; he didn’t want to forget the man’s smile and kind eyes.

But he did want to forget that they were soul mates, that every emotion TK expressed to Carlos he would feel and see in an intensity that no one else could experience.

“You ever get what you’ve wanted...” Growing up, the idea of having someone who would always be there sounded perfect to TK. Someone who would never leave him, who would always stand by his side like his parents stood by each other.

Then he grew up.

His parents got divorced.

And the fairytale ended.

“and I mean really wanted, and realize….” He trailed off, glancing back over at Carlos, who was speaking to a witness.

“You don’t want it?” Paul asked.

“No,” TK scoffed, shaking his head. That couldn’t be more wrong; he did want Carlos; he wanted to get to know that man who made him smile, who made him happy.

But he couldn’t, not without Carlos getting to know him. He blinked, his vision blurring for a second as tears began to grow, “You do want it; you just realize you might not deserve it,”

[read the rest on ao3]

#911 lone star #tk strand #carlos reyes #tarlos #tarlos fic #911ls fic #tuserjamie #usersneetches #reyesstrand #reyeslonestartag

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ravens-words · 3 years

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my sunshine in the darkness, part 1 of 6

In a world where soulmates have danger meters that tell them how much danger their soulmate is in, TK and Carlos, who have been living thousands of miles apart for most of their lives, are in near constant uncertainty and fear as to the fate of their soulmate.

That is, until TK moves to Texas.

Five times one of them was in danger and the other couldn't do anything about it, and the one time one of them could.

For @sixringss lovely Liz, hope you enjoy this 💛 as part of the Firehouse 126 Discord Soulmate AU Exchange (wow, that is a mouthful) and @911auweekend

Thank you @lire-casander for giving this a read 🖤

When he was seven years old, a black band, one that was nearly identical to the ones his parents and sister had, appeared on his wrist.

His mother had beamed, pulled him into a hug and taken him out for ice cream.

“What does it mean?”

“This is a connection to someone you’re going to love very much. Your alma gemela, mi amor,” she told him softly, smile gentle,

Continue on AO3

#tarlos fic #tarlos #tk strand #carlos reyes #ejwritestarlos

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ao3feed-chicagofire · 10 months

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Guardian Defender Multiverse

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by JAK_Guardian

Notes: If you guys want to be participating it, like share your idea for another episode, or talent to share your art/pictures/video for this. You may join this! Discord: https://ift.tt/bT1Cq8O

Words: 20605, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Additional Tags: Can't add more tags..., Multiverse, Guardian - Freeform, There are still more introduction and relationship in chapter 1

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/b8z9HqW

#chicago fire #chicago fire fanfic #ao3feed #fanfic

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ao3feed-chicagofire · 10 months

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Guardian Defender Multiverse

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/b8z9HqW

by JAK_Guardian

Notes: If you guys want to be participating it, like share your idea for another episode, or talent to share your art/pictures/video for this. You may join this! Discord: https://ift.tt/bT1Cq8O

Words: 20605, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Additional Tags: Can't add more tags..., Multiverse, Guardian - Freeform, There are still more introduction and relationship in chapter 1

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/b8z9HqW

#chicago fire #chicago fire fanfic #ao3feed #fanfic

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ao3feed-chicagofire · 10 months

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Guardian Defender Multiverse

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by JAK_Guardian

Multiverse Worlds: My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia (MHA/BNHA), One Piece, The Chicaronstar Foundation 19 {Danganronpa 1/2/V3/Dra/Sdra2, Chicago Fire/PD/Med, Station 19, Grey's anatomy, 911, 911: Lone Star}, Star wars Clone Wars & Rebels, The Mandalorian, Digimon Adventure 01/02/Tamers/Frontier/Survive, Call Of Duty Modern Warfare 2 (COD MW2), Mortal Kombat 11, Voltron, and Transformers Prime.

Notes: If you guys want to be participating it, like share your idea for another episode, or talent to share your art/pictures/video for this. You may join this! Discord: https://ift.tt/ysVWOAS

Words: 20604, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Additional Tags: Can't add more tags..., Multiverse, Guardian - Freeform, There are still more introduction and relationship in chapter 1

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/yxDIM1m

#chicago fire #chicago fire fanfic #ao3feed #fanfic

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alidravana · 3 years

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I Want to Give You the World

Written for @911prideweek: Day 7 - Free choice.

This fic was written for everyone in the Firehouse 126 Discord! Some of you may notice references to the various topics that we discuss in our channels, and I hope you all enjoy it! :) Thanks to the amazing @alilypea for editing for me!

Pairing: Carlos Reyes/T.K. Strand

Rating: T

Warnings: Brief mention of past drug use in high school.

Word Count: 2,050

Summary: T.K. was never one of the cool kids. A coda to Season 2, Episode 7: Displaced.

Can also be read on A03.

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“The cool kids rarely do.”

That comment stuck with T.K. longer than he wanted it to.

He had never thought of himself that way.

And Carlos being Carlos picked up that he was still bothered by something as they started to get ready to for bed. T.K. could sense Carlos's concerned gaze on him as he started to pull on the set of pyjama bottoms that he often wore when he stayed over and one of Carlos's roomy APD's t-shirts.

He paused for a moment, tempted to distract Carlos by coming out completely naked and ready to tumble, so to speak. But he knew that that would only delay the inevitable and that Carlos would still ask him what was wrong even after they were lying sweaty and naked next to each other. And honestly, he wasn't sure if he could go through with that plan either, and that bothered him more than he liked to admit.

Wishing he had on a hoodie so he could burrow into the comfort that it provided, T.K. took a deep breath and walked back into Carlos's bedroom. Seeing his boyfriend sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for him, he allowed himself to fall into Carlos's open arms, using Carlos's warmth and presence instead. Carlos's arms tightened around him, and a gentle kiss was placed on his forehead.

T.K. wasn't sure what he had done in his life to deserve such love, but he soaked it up, tucking himself in closer to Carlos's chest. "You know, I never really considered myself to be one of the cool kids," he blurted out, still holding himself close to Carlos's chest. He could feel a hand gently rub his back, but Carlos didn't say anything, so he figured he should continue.

"I know I grew up in New York, and my parents accepted me when I came out and all that, but…" T.K. said, straightening up a bit so he could see Carlos's expression. He wasn't trying to make light of his parents' acceptance; he knew he should be incredibly grateful to have such supportive parents, even though they weren't the most supportive of each other. "But high school was still high school." He concluded and could see Carlos nod in understanding. "I was out when I started, and that got me pushed into a weird group of other people that didn't really fit in anywhere else."

"I wasn't cool, I wasn't nerdy, I wasn't artsy, I was gay. And I really started to despise that that was the whole of my identity back then," T.K. explained, looking at his boyfriend for his reaction. But Carlos still had that patient look on his face and continued to rub his back. So T.K. reached out for his hands, relieved when Carlos took them in his. He needed that contact to help ground him for the next part of his story.

"And that's what led me into drugs," T.K. confessed, ducking his head down, not able to meet Carlos's eyes. "I wanted to be the cool kid, so I started cutting class, smoking behind the school, getting high with a couple of the hottest guys and girls in the school. And I thought I had found my people." T.K. shook his head in disgust. He had been so desperate for attention back then.

T.K. fiddled with the watch that he still had on, carefully undoing the clasp and leaning to set it on the nightstand. "I got clean, I followed my dad's footsteps and became a firefighter, and then you know most of the rest," T.K. added, motioning with his hands to explain the rest, not wanting to bring up Alex and his relapse again.

"I get teased, sometimes, you know, for my choices in shirts?" T.K. explained, nodding his head in the direction of his floral button-up that was laid out gently on the chair in the bedroom. Carlos was looking confused now at what sounded like a change in topic, but he still let T.K. keep talking. Boy, did he love this man. "But it doesn't bother me because it's something I do for me. It's my choice and my decision to wear those shirts, and I like that I'm not following someone's expectations of what I should be wearing or looking like."

"Just like your choice to become a paramedic," Carlos finally spoke up, T.K. startling a bit at his injection into the conversation but agreeing with it completely.

"Yes, exactly," T.K. said, nodding his head in agreement. "I feel, I don't know, jealous I guess sometimes when I hear what everyone's interested in, like Marjan with her roller derby and Mateo with his superheroes. I don't really know what I'm interested in...I feel like I missed out on that part of my life." T.K. almost leaped back in surprise when he felt Carlos wipe a few tears that had trickled down his face. He didn't even realize that he had started crying. But he couldn't make any more words come out. He wanted to say that his life had been all about chasing that next high, trying to escape the grayness that he had felt all that time. Until he found Carlos. But he was emotionally spent at that point and couldn't seem to make the words come out.

Carlos pulled him into bed, covering them both up with the heavy duvet and burrowing into the sheets next to him. Reaching out, Carlos grabbed his hands again, and T.K. was thankful for the continued contact. "What about we try some new things then? Just the two of us or with the team if you want? We can make a list and check it off as we go,” Carlos suggested.

T.K. nodded; that sounded like a great idea. "Is there something you'd like to try that you haven't done before?" T.K. asked, glad that he was able to find his voice again.

"No laughing allowed, but I've always wanted to try a yoga class? But I always chickened out on my way in when I see the entire class is made up of women," Carlos whispered like it was a big confession.

"I can definitely help with that," T.K. said with a grin, thinking back to his dad talking about a great yoga studio that he had found in the city. "And nothing is embarrassing about yoga; it helps make you more flexible," T.K. added with a smirk, leaning in and nipping at Carlos's ear teasingly.

"Well, what about you? What's the first thing you'd like to try?" Carlos asked, trying not to react to T.K.'s teasing.

"Honestly, I'd be interested in going into a comic book shop and picking out some comics? I just don't really know where to start," T.K. said, looking at Carlos, half expecting him to laugh even though he really hoped that Carlos wouldn’t laugh at him. He wasn't expecting Carlos to jump out of bed and pull out a stack of his own comic books from the side dresser.

"You can start by reading these, this series is called the Old Guard, and it's amazing," his boyfriend gushed, and T.K. couldn't help but return his smile; his excitement was contagious. So T.K. promised that he would take the first volume into work and then, with his concerns eased, proceeded with the plans he had briefly thought of earlier that involved a lot less clothing….

XXXXX

The next few months were filled with absolute craziness. T.K. had gotten kidnapped, and their house had burnt down, and now they were in the stage of looking for a new place. But Carlos hadn’t forgotten the suggestion he made to T.K. that night to try new things. So that’s what they continued to do.

Carlos remembered how excited Mateo was when they asked him if he could show them his favourite comic stores in town, and they followed him around downtown Austin, trying to take in all of his knowledge on the subject, which was a lot. T.K. had come home armed with several first issues of a wide selection of comics, and the two of them dived into reading. They had found the best way to go about it was for each of them to read an issue while intertwined on the couch, then switching their books, reading again, and then they discussed what they liked and didn’t like about the comics. Carlos much preferred it over watching silly reality shows and wasn’t surprised when T.K.’s favourite superhero so far was Captain America. Mateo had even talked them into coming with him to the next comic convention whenever one was in town again, and he was only slightly surprised to be looking forward to it himself.

T.K. had managed to pull Carlos along for a yoga class recommended by Captain Strand of all people. And while Carlos felt ridiculously out of shape the entire class, he particularly enjoyed his view during the class. He had lined up his mat behind T.K.’s so he could try to follow along better, but really just ogled his boyfriend’s backside the whole time instead. Carlos checked that activity off his list, figuring he’d rather just do yoga privately….with T.K….in his bedroom.

They continued to attend several of Marjan’s roller derby sessions with the rest of the team. Still, T.K.’s own attempt with roller skates had almost resulted in a broken ankle, so they decided to stick to spectators as opposed to actual roller skating.

And last but not least, they tried couples’ Latin dancing, which included the salsa and the bachata. It had taken some hunting down, but they found a class that was specifically for same-sex couples and invited Marjan and Nancy to come along with them. This was something Carlos had wanted to try for a long time, and the rhythm and the steps came naturally to him. T.K. was having a bit more trouble with coordination but also seemed to be enjoying himself if the little smirks he kept shooting Carlos while he ground up against him were any indication.

Later that evening, Carlos and T.K. lay naked on the couch at their new condo. Both of them were trying to catch their breath after having just replicated one of their first hookups, including a brief pause in the bathroom of the dance studio on their way out. Carlos let his hand trace along T.K.’s hip as he leaned in for another passionate kiss. “Thank you, babe,” he said softly, his other hand going behind his neck to help prop himself up slightly.

“I was good, wasn’t I?’ T.K. said with a smirk, referring to the amazing sex they just had.

Carlos shook his head and then quickly nodded, realizing his error. “Babe, you were amazing,” Carlos said quickly, wanting to make sure that T.K. didn’t get the wrong impression. “But I was referring to the other night when you told me about not being a cool kid in high school.” He could see T.K.’s expression become one of confusion and then one of understanding as he remembered their discussion. “I never really said it, but I appreciate it when you tell me things like that. And I’ve really enjoyed all the new things that we’ve tried; lately, I just wanted you to know that.” Carlos explained, hoping he was getting across how much he was enjoying his time with T.K.

“Does that mean I can talk you into a Captain America cosplay with me?” T.K. said, jumping on the opportunity that presented itself.

Carlos chuckled, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. “Sure, as long as you don’t want me to go as the Black Widow,” he joked and then looked alarmed at T.K.’s thoughtful expression.

“But babe, you would look so good in those leather pants -” T.K. said, as seriously as he could before falling into a fit of laughter.

Carlos only hugged him harder as he laughed along with T.K.

He was joking, of course...right?

#911prideweek #911 lone star #tarlos #coda S02:E07 #not a cool kid #day7 #dating adventures #Firehouse 126 Discord

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alidravana · 3 years

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Waiting for Your Love (Ch.1/4)

Written as a gift for @laelipoo for the Firehouse 126 Discord Soulmate AU Exchange & Day 4 (Writer’s Choice) for @911auweekend.

I realized that I hadn’t posted the individual chapters to tumblr yet, and so I made the above graphic to go along with it as well. I hope everyone enjoys the graphic and fic!

Pairing: Nancy Gillian/Marjan Marwani (aka Marcy)

Rating: T

Word Count: 2,041 (Ch.1)

Summary:

Marjan let out a deep sigh as she carefully traced around her mark - it still wasn’t full. Ever since the arrangement was made between her parents and Salim’s parents back when they were twelve, little stars had slowly started appearing in her tattoo. Some of the stars were large, while others were tiny, and some even overlapped. But there were spaces where her unmarked skin broke through.

Marjan often pondered what that meant…..

Can also be read on A03.

*****

Chapter 1: Take me back to the night we met

Marjan glanced down at her mark, the outlined crescent moon glittering prominently on her forearm. Her symbol was relatively small, only about two inches tall, and the widest part, the centre of the moon, was around half an inch wide. She often considered herself to be lucky; the positioning and size of her mark allowed her to keep it hidden by her choice in modest clothing. Although, there was no need to hide the mark these days, it was merely a comfort level, a personal decision that she made as she was growing up.

True soulmates were extremely rare, and thus many chose to use their mark as more of a guideline, to help assess good fit in a partner. Related scientific research, while still in its infancy stages, hasn't been able to make many clear conclusions surrounding the marks. So far all it has shown was how much was still unknown about them. No one knew for sure how they actually worked, but the general consensus was that the more the partners ‘fit’ together, the fuller their mark would become.

Marjan often pondered what that meant. Her and Salim were thick as thieves growing up. She could remember them playing together in each other’s backyards, as their houses were on the same street. They would run around like wild children, daring each other to do crazy stunts, like who could climb the tree the fastest, or jump the highest with their bikes on a ramp they had thrown together. Marjan could see her mother’s face in her mind like it was yesterday, her hands on her hips and shaking her head at the two of them as they tried to explain their latest stunt.

Perhaps it was the distance that had grown between them. Salim had always been supportive of her pursuing her dream to be a firefighter, to help people. When the opportunity came knocking by the way of the Strands, she only had to take one look at him to know that he fully supported her coming here, to help rebuild the 126. But between her crazy shift schedule and Salim finishing up his schooling and juggling the demands of both of their families, they rarely talked anymore.

Maybe tonight would help. Salim had texted her rather last minute that he was in Austin and she had invited him to come to their derby game. The rest of the 126 planned to be in attendance as well and she thought it was an excellent time to finally introduce both parts of her family. Pulling back down her sleeve, she took a glance in the mirror, deciding at the last minute to add a touch more lipstick. Tucking an errant strand of hair into her hijab and nodding at her reflection, she reached down to grab her skates and head out to her car.

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Marjan let out a big grin as her team came out for warm-up. She could hear Salim in the crowd cheering for her, and saw her teammates on the bleachers nearby. Marjan was surprised but happy to see that Tommy and Nancy had also come out to the game. Ever since Tim passed away, the division between paramedics and firefighters had only seemed to be more prominent. She wasn’t sure who passed on the invite, but she was glad that they did. On her next lap, she made sure to wave at all her family and then refocused on the game at hand.

The game was definitely a challenge, but they had managed to come out on top. After declining invites to go out with the rest of the team to celebrate and promising that she would make it the next time, Marjan came out of the change rooms still slightly out of breath. She almost laughed out loud at Paul’s protective posturing, but quickly reassured him that she knew Salim, and proceeded with introducing him to the rest of the team.

Marjan couldn’t help but feel a bit of sadness at her co-worker’s reactions. Paul had a look of understanding on his face, you couldn’t get anything by that man, but Mateo looked shocked. She knew Mateo had a bit of a crush on her, but he had to know that it wasn’t going to go anywhere, right? And she could tell that T.K. was trying to follow Carlos’s calm and cool reaction, but it wasn’t working very well for him. Nancy had a pained expression on her face that Marjan couldn’t figure out at all. Marjan didn’t know Nancy very well though, perhaps this was somehow reminding her of Tim? Had they been together in any romantic way? Definitely something to check out later. Thank goodness for Tommy. Tommy was the only one taking everything in stride, introducing herself and asking Salim some questions about himself, not focusing on the fiance aspect at all.

Marjan had planned to join her firefam to celebrate the win, but instead begged out of the previously agreed on plans, using Salim as an excuse, even though they weren’t supposed to be alone together without someone else there. Salim didn’t seem to be particularly bothered by the idea either, and so the two of them slowly walked through a nearby park that Marjan had spotted on her way to the arena.

After several minutes of awkward silence, it was Salim that finally spoke up. “So, you never told them about me?” he asked, reaching out as if to grab her hand but then pulling it back, unsure whether or not the contact would be wanted.

Marjan paused, trying to find the right words to explain why she hadn’t told her new family about the most important person in her life, but in reality, she wasn’t entirely sure of the reason why either. There had been many times over the last few months where Paul, Mateo, or T.K. had confided something with her, or shared something about their families, relationships, or past and when it came time for her to share something in return, she had just froze. She wasn’t embarrassed about herself, her family, or her religion, but it was like there was a wall up, around Salim and her relationship with him, and she couldn’t find a way to break it down, to share it with those around her.

“No,” Marjan said, shaking her head. “And I’m sorry, but I don’t know why I haven’t,” she added truthfully. Salim deserved honesty, their relationship deserved honesty. Regardless of whether or not they were soulmates, being sincere with one another was the most important thing to her.

“Marjan,” Salim said, and the serious tone in his voice had her stopping dead in her tracks. He normally spoke her name with such warmth, and care, but this was different and it worried her greatly. “Have you ever been in love with me?” He asked, looking at her directly, his gaze unwavering from her face.

“Of course I love you, Salim,” Marjan replied instantly, there was no thought needed to this response. She has loved Salim since they were children. The day that their parents had announced their arrangement was a blessing.

Salim was shaking his head, pulling away from her. “No Marjan, I mean love love me. Whenever I see you, the walls get closer, the world warms up, and I lose my breath, and my only focus is you. I’ve loved you for so long, but this -“ he pointed between the two of them “-this isn’t working anymore. I need someone who loves me, really loves me. And that’s not you.” Salim turned and started to walk away, his head bowed slightly in disappointment.

Marjan could only watch him leave in disbelief. Where did all of this come from? Of course she loved loved him, they were supposed to get married. Pushing herself into action, she chased after Salim, grabbing his arm gently to stop him from walking away. “I don’t understand Salim. I know we aren’t soulmates, but we need to honor our commitment to this relationship, to our family. And I do love you,” she said honestly, dropping her hand down his arm to clasp his hand.

Then, all of a sudden, Salim leaned forward and she was being kissed. His lips were pressed against hers, his one hand had moved up to cup her chin. Salim’s lips felt warm and soft, and she could feel her heartbeat racing as her body responded to the kiss, her first romantic kiss ever. She could feel a painful, prickling sensation from her mark. Something was wrong, so wrong, and she could feel her gut wrench as the kiss continued. She didn’t want this.

Marjan pulled back, and when Salim tried to chase her with his lips, she threw her hands up defensively, not wanting to push him but would if it came to that. Marjan tried to vocalize a clear no, but her body was trembling so much that her voice wasn’t working for her. So she settled with a firm glare and took another step away from Salim, needing the distance desperately.

Salim finally picked up on her uneasiness, and backed away instantly, apology clear in his face. “I-I’m sorry Marjan,” he whispered quietly, glancing down uneasily at his feet, unable to look his fiance in the face.

Marjan still couldn’t say anything. Her response to Salim’s kiss seemed to communicate everything that she had been feeling but had been unable to say. She rubbed her mark through her sleeve, the pain receding slightly now that there was distance between them. “I-I don’t understand,” Marjan pleaded, not knowing who her question was directed to. “I think I need some time Salim,” she added, feeling like she needed more time to process what had happened.

Salim shook his head. “Time isn’t going to solve this, Marjan,” he said firmly, shrugging out of his sweater to show Marjan his mark, which was located high on his left shoulder. Marjan averted her eyes in shock; she had never seen his mark and never really wanted to until after marriage.

“Marjan, you need to look, please,” Salim added, and Marjan couldn’t resist the pleading that was coming across in his tone. Turning back towards Salim hesitantly, she stepped closer to be able to see his mark. Unlike hers, it was a simpler shape, what appeared to be a small circle or oval. She was shocked to see it was barely filled, which would indicate a poor match between the two of them. Frantically pulling back her own sleeve, no longer concerned about Salim seeing it, she was disturbed to see the stars in her own mark slowly fading.

“What does this mean Salim?” Marjan asked, tears filling her eyes. “What happened? What did we do wrong?” She could feel her breath speed up, her mind frantically thinking of how she would be unable to honor her commitment to her family, to her values. She tried to take deeper breaths, knowing that a panic attack wasn’t what she needed right now but she couldn’t stop thinking of all the ways this had to be her fault.

“It should have never come to this,” Salim said quietly, pulling his sweater back on. “I met someone, Marjan. I really like her. But I loved you first, so I needed to make sure, you know?” Salim explained, trying to rationalize his actions, his behaviours.

“No Salim, I don’t know,” Marjan replied, anger evident in her voice, her arms crossed over. “I don’t understand at all.” She turned to leave, continuing to feel the need to distance herself more and more. Glancing back at Salim, she added “I can’t be with someone who can’t honor themselves, their commitments, or respect my boundaries.” And with that final note, she walked quickly back to her car, not looking back.

#911 lone star #Soulmate AU #Firehouse 126 Discord #marjan marwani #nancy gillian #marcy #getting together #femslash #fluff

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alidravana · 3 years

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Waiting for Your Love

Written as a gift for @laelipoo for the Firehouse 126 Discord Soulmate AU Exchange & Day 4 (Writer's Choice) for @911auweekend.

Original Prompt: Something fills up before meeting your soulmate, like a heart ink tattoo getting coloured in or a bottle filling up with liquid/sand/origami stars/etc. The moment it is full is the moment you meet your soulmate.

Special thanks to @meloingly and @sugaredmayhem for being amazing editors for this fic! Title is from King Princess’s song 1950 - which I considered to be major inspiration for this story and highly recommend everyone listen to.

Pairing: Nancy Gillian/Marjan Marwani (aka Marcy)

Rating: T

Word Count: 7,059

Summary:

Marjan often pondered what that meant.....

Please go read all four chapters here on A03! I hope everyone enjoys it!

#Soulmate AU #Firehouse 126 Discord #911auweekend #day4 #marcy #marjan marwani #nancy gillian #getting together #slow burn #911 lone star

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alidravana · 2 years

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The 118 Discord Server - 9-1-1 Bingo 2021

I wasn’t able to get a bingo or a full card, but happy with what I was able to write and post! All of these works below were completed for @911bingo.

Title: Some Roads Aren't Meant to be Travelled Alone Pairing: Buddie Bingo Square: Road Trip AU Chapters: 6/6 Rating/Warnings: Teen, no warnings Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32412964/chapters/80364946 Summary: As a recent graduate from the L.A. Fire Academy, Evan 'Buck' Buckley is on his way to start his probation at Firehouse 126 in Austin, Texas. Meanwhile, Eddie Diaz is on his way to pick up his son Christopher, who has been staying at his parents in El Paso over the summer. Will a brief misunderstanding over train seats lead to something more meaningful?

Title: I kissed someone (it wasn’t you) Pairing: Buck & Eddie, Buck & Josh, Buck/OMCs Bingo Square: Prostitute AU Chapters: 3/3 Rating/Warnings: Mature, Non-con/rape, sexual assault (please read the tags) Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36269263/chapters/90414850 Summary: Buck just needed some financial support during the lawsuit, which was fine...until it wasn't.

Title: Something Wicked This Way Cums Pairing: Bob Evans Bingo Square: Officer Bobby Chapters: 1/1 Rating/Warnings: Explicit / uniform kink, rough oral, come eating Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36659932 Summary: Buck can't take his eyes off of Bobby - Police Officer Bobby that is.

Title: I’ll get you lost, but I’m having fun Pairing: Marcy Bingo Square: Edging Chapters: 1/1 Rating/Warnings: Explicit / edging, toys, orgasm delay/denial Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36805027 Summary:

“You’ve been working so hard,” Nancy said quietly, her hands moving down to Marjan’s shoulders, and then down to the edge of Marjan’s sweatshirt. “Let me take care of you?” She asked, her hands dipping under the shirt suggestively.

Marjan nodded, reaching down to pull off her own top but found her movements stopped by Nancy.

“Nope,” Nancy said, shaking her head as she pulled Marjan towards the bedroom and then pushed her back onto the bed. “It’s my turn to do all the work,” she said, slotting one knee in between Marjan’s still clothed legs. “And you, my love, are wearing way too many clothes.”

#911 on fox #911 lone star #911fic #911lsfic #911 bingo masterpost #911bingo #buddie #russley #marcy #bob evans #evan buck buckley #eddie diaz #josh russo #nancy gillian #marjan marwani #bobby nash #tw: noncon #tw: smut

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alidravana · 2 years

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Welcome everyone to my new weekly event: Fabulous Friendship Fridays! Every Friday for the rest of the year (hopefully), I will be recommending a creation (fic, art, music, etc.) that one of my many talented friends have made.

The first friend I would like to recommend is @alilypea! I met Ashley when I first entered the 911 Lone Star fandom, and she’s simply amazing, both as a person and an author. Her A03 works can be found here.

It was hard to choose which fics to rec, but I managed to narrow it down to these two. The first is a recent Malex fic which is absolutely adorable and is very appropriate for the cold weather we are currently experiencing.

Title: in from the cold (A03)

Fandom/Pairing: RNM, Malex

Summary: Alex discovers something about Michael that makes him ache, and want to protect him more than ever.

And the second is one of my favourite’s of hers, written for our Firehouse 126 Discord Soulmate AU exchange:

Title: Bright Yellow (A03)

Fandom/Pairing: 911, Buddie

Summary: Evan Buckley had been obsessed with colour his entire life. He’d learned about the primary colours, secondary colours and tertiary colours. He knew once you could see colour that it remained such a part of you that they could be used to describe moods.

For much of his life, Evan had felt blue. Sometimes, when Maddie wasn’t around and he was stuck with just his parents, he felt red. When he joined the 118 for the first time in his life, he felt bright yellow. Happy. He still couldn’t see colour; he never had, but when he did, he wanted to be ready for it.

Happy reading everyone!

#fabulousfriendshipfriday #friendrecs #RNM #malex #911 on fox #buddie #go read these fics #happy friday

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alidravana · 2 years

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Some Roads Aren’t Meant to Be Travelled Alone: Chapter 6/6

So excited to have this all done and out to everyone - this is my first completed bingo square for the 118 Discord’s 9-1-1 Bingo, only 8 more fills to go!

Written for the 9-1-1 Bingo Card - Road Trip AU for the 118 Discord, the 911 Summer Fest prompts, and DJ’s visual prompts from the Firehouse 126 Discord.

Pairing: Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley/Eddie Diaz

Rating: T

Word Count: 552 (Ch.6) / 7144 (total)

Summary:

As a recent graduate from the L.A. Fire Academy, Evan ‘Buck’ Buckley is on his way to start his probation at Firehouse 126 in Austin, Texas. Meanwhile, Eddie Diaz is on his way to pick up his son Christopher, who has been staying at his parents in El Paso over the summer. Will a brief misunderstanding over train seats lead to something more meaningful?

Can also be read on A03.

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In L.A, around S02:E01…..

“Why, you’re looking awfully chipper, Eddie,” Hen said with a smile as he walked into the station.

Eddie shifted his duffle bag on his shoulder, which had been about to tumble onto the ground. He wasn’t surprised at all that Hen had made that comment, he had been smiling all weekend and even now, he could feel his cheeks hurting from the smile that was still on his face. He had received the best news ever - Buck had been able to get a transfer to a firehouse station in Los Angeles and so would be joining him and Chris in the next couple of weeks. Eddie felt like he was on cloud nine. It had been two years since they met on the train; and they both definitely felt every bit of those two years; long distance relationships were no joke.

Buck wasn’t able to tell him which firehouse he had been transferred to, and promised to get back to Eddie shortly with the information, but Eddie still hadn’t heard anything. Pulling out his phone, Eddie checked his last text to Buck, which still had no response. Even though there was nothing Eddie could do about it, he would feel more comfortable knowing who Buck would be working with.

“Okay that’s a beautiful man,” Hen commented, looking over towards the locker rooms.

“What - “ Eddie said, distracted as he finished typing out his text to his boyfriend.

“Where’s the lie?” Chimney chimed in, also looking over in the same direction.

“And I like girls,” Hen added, which finally caused Eddie to pull his attention away from his phone and towards his co-workers. Following their glances, he noticed a tall, handsome man pulling a shirt over his head. Tilting his head in confusion, Eddie took a closer look, as he thought he recognized the muscular stature, the man’s biceps filling the shirt in a familiar way. Eddie’s grin got even wider as he realized who was standing in front of them.

Not bothering to say anything to the rest of the team, he dropped his duffle bag with a thump, causing Buck to turn around, revealing a smirk on his face. “How long have you been in town?” Eddie exclaimed, walking over quickly to Buck.

“Since last night -” Buck started to say before he was pulled down into a kiss.

Eddie couldn’t help himself, even though they were in public, at their place of work. It had been so long since he had seen Buck in person, that he had to have his lips on his. But then the hooting and cheers brought him back to reality, and he pulled away from Buck, a deep red blush on his cheeks.

“So, I take it you know our new recruit, Evan Buckley?” Bobby said, clasping Eddie on the shoulder, looking curiously between the two men.

“It’s Buck,” Eddie and Buck responded at the same time, laughing as they did so.

“Oh, so this is the boyfriend,” Hen commented, as her and Chimney joined the group. “I feel like we know you already,” she added with a chuckle.

Eddie looked over at Buck, who was blushing now as well.

“Well, welcome to the 118, Buck,” Bobby said, shaking Buck’s hand. “I have a feeling that you will fit right in.”

#911 on fox #911summerfest #alternate universe - road trip #The 118 Discord #buddie #Evan Buck Buckley #Eddie Diaz #meet cute #love at first sight #911bingofill

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