#911 ls prompt

[tarlosweeklyprompts]

May 1

Hello! It's May! That means it's the start of the Countdown to the Wedding Event! 16 days and 16 prompts!

Today's word prompt of the day: Bachelor Party

Rules:

The work has to be Tarlos Centric

No minimum word count

You may combine the days if you would like

All fic's are due May 31 - the day after I will post a Masterlist of all the fic's created for this event

If you write smut, please use appropriate tags

Always use appropriate tags for any works

Tag @tarlosweeklyprompts and use the tag: #twpcountdowntothewedding

Have fun! If you have any questions, please message me or send the blog an ask!

[911auweekend]

Welcome back to 911 & 911 LS AU Weekend!

Here are your prompts for this year:

Day 1: Soulmate AU, if you've heard of it you can write it, or even make up your own soulmate trope.

Day 2: Famous AU, model? Actor? Writer? Photographer? Musician? Politician? Royalty? Make your characters as in want of fame as you like, or maybe wanting less fame.

Day 3: Different Setting, do they now work in a coffee shop? A different time? A different place? They need to be out of the firehouse(s) and somewhere else.

Day 4: Supernatural, Fantasy, Magic AU, witches, werewolves and vampires, oh my? Put a stake in this one because it's gonna get EXCITING.

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Rules:

1. No inc*st or p*dophilia. If you write it and tag us it will not be reblogged.

2. Label all creations clearly with the following: - Trigger Warnings, ex, TW: Child abuse - Ratings (see below for the rating system being used here), - The prompt you are writing for.

3. PWP is welcome but please label it as such.

4. Tag #911auweekend2024 and include @911auweekend in your post as Tumblr sucks right now for showing tags. 

5. Do not trash other people's efforts.

6. If you post to AO3 please be sure to add your work to the collection 911auweekend2024

Ask me any questions you like!

FAQ:

1. You can participate on all days or as many as you like.

2. All ships are welcome as long as they’re of age and not related. Fanon and Canon.

3. Yes sequels to previous years fics are most welcome!

[rmd-writes]

Tarlos #21 please!!! <3333 🍋

Sorry this has taken so long, Lemon! I’ve been doing these prompts as drabbles to try and get them done!

21. cuddling in the first morning light

Carlos snorts softly when he sees that TK has migrated onto the edge of Carlos’ pillow, arm outstretched as if he was looking for Carlos. It’s not an uncommon sight; it makes Carlos’ heart thump a little harder every time.

He lifts TK’s arm gently, sliding back into bed, intending to read until TK wakes. TK snuggles into his hip, arm slung across Carlos’ thighs.

He’s distracted though, by the soft morning light dancing across TK’s skin, by TK’s hair tickling his bare belly.

TK kisses his hip, his thigh then looks up at Carlos through his lashes.

“Hi baby.”

[alrightbuckaroo]

love and lizards: a collection of tarlos stories that delve into their love/hate relationship with their scaly friends.

you, me, and the lizard makes three

While TK is away in New York City for a short trip, Carlos is left to care for Lou II, feeding him mealworms and all. What starts as something that feels akin to pulling teeth ends up becoming an exploration into just how much love Carlos realizes he has to give. Even if he didn't realize it, at first. or A story in which Carlos goes through the "dad with the pet he never wanted" to the "dad with the pet he can't live without" pipeline.

all's fair in love and lizards

Love comes in many shapes and forms; and sometimes, that form is a stuffed novelty toy at a carnival game

hooked on you

“Nancy,” Nancy looks up at the call of her name. TK is standing in front of her, both hands on his hips. Nancy releases a thin sigh. “Oh no.” Nancy knows what that pose means. TK’s upset. After finishing off the last sip of her coffee, Nancy asks. “What’s wrong?” “I’m upset.” TK announces as he takes space in the empty seat next to her. or Carlos is hiding something from TK and that secret might just include crochet hooks.

[oldfangirl81]

Fic idea

S7 spoilers for 911

Since another crossover with lone star won't likely be happening this will have to be fic.

I need Buck to have occasionally interacted with TK on Insta. Followed each other, standard holiday greets, congratulations on the marriage, etc.

So the Tommy kiss and agreeing to a date Buck has a bit of an anxiety spiral. So he messaged TK.

Cut to Reyes-Strand living room:

TK cuddled up to Carlos when he gets the message. "I knew it. Buck isn't straight."

Carlos looks at his husband confused.

"He gave permission to tell you."

"That's not my confusion. Who is Buck?"

"The LA firefighter helped rescue Dad."

"Oh that one. Did he kiss his best friend?"

TK texts Buck and gasps. "Nope. Said friend is straight."

"Crushing on a straight guy is never fun."

"Yeah, he won't out them but it is another first responder but not one he works with often. They have their first date soon. He has a lot of questions. Research is a comfort for him."

"Awww, you are being his gay mentor. Adorable."

[detective-giggles]

Me filling another kiss prompt instead of literally anything else? More likely that you think. This one fills the prompt (loosely) of a kiss over dinner. Thanks @sanjuwrites for the beta

💜💜💜💜

Carlos shoves the last container of food in the fridge and lets the door slam shut. As if on cue, the lights flicker and the loft is bathed in darkness. His eyes adjust to the semi-darkness and he looks around the loft. His gaze settles on Lou Two and he shudders at the thought that TK might ask him to snuggle the lizard to keep it warm for however long the power is out.

He drops on the couch to wallow in a little self-pity. TK has been on shift since yesterday, so Carlos has been in the loft alone, taking it upon himself to plan a romantic dinner for their first anniversary. But predictably, because nothing could be easy this week, Mother Nature decided she has other plans.

He had planned a little picnic out where he and TK had watched the Northern Lights years ago. He even downloaded an app to help with the stargazing so they wouldn’t bicker over the constellations. And of course, a little — or a lot — of making out on the hood of the Camaro.

Instead, it’s been raining all day. Huge, heavy raindrops that guarantee anyone caught in it will be soaked between the Uber and their front door.

The door slides open and TK walks in, drenched and slightly out of breath. “Hi, baby. Damn, those stairs are no joke. I am out of shape.”

Carlos jumps up and grabs a couple of towels, hurrying back to the front door. He hands one to TK and then sets another on the floor for him to step on.

“Wait. You took the stairs?”

“Power’s out,” TK reminds him with a small grin as he towels off his hair.

“Oh, yeah. Well, I guess I’m glad you took the stairs instead of waiting in the lobby for it to come back on. Which is what I probably would have done.” He laughs. “Hi,” Carlos says, pressing a kiss to his husband’s lips. “Happy anniversary,” he whispers.

“Happy anniversary, baby,” TK echoes. “I’m going to get out of these wet clothes and then we’ll figure out dinner?”

“Take your time,” Carlos calls after him.

TK returns to the living room a few minutes later, finally dry. Carlos puts his hands on TK’s hips, pulling him in for a proper greeting.

“What are our plans for this evening?” TK asks after he breaks away.

Carlos scoffs and tells TK about the picnic he prepped for. “And now we can’t cook anything! We can’t order delivery. This week has been awful and I-”

“The food’s all ready?” He asks. Carlos nods and TK shrugs. “Go get it.”

Carlos sighs and heads to the refrigerator, pulling out everything he had prepared. When he returns to the living room, he notices TK has shoved the coffee table out of the way and spread their favorite throw blanket on the ground.

“Candles or no candles?” TK asks.

“Surprise me,” Carlos whispers, a little awed. “We’re going to eat on the living room floor on our first anniversary?”

TK sits and takes a container from Carlos. “You wanted a picnic. We’re having a picnic, complete with a little romantic lighting. And do you know what the best part is?” He asks, popping an olive into his mouth. Carlos shakes his head as he joins TK on the floor. “When we’re ready for this evening’s other activities, we won’t have to wait to drive home first.”

Carlos laughs as he wraps his arm around TK and pulls him in, kissing him hard. “I love you,” he says. “So much.”

“I love you too, baby. Happy anniversary. Now, let’s eat.”

Taglist: @chaotictarlos @meditating-honey-badger @noxsoulmate @plaidbooks

[kiloskywalker]

Seven-ish Sentence Sunday

Thanks for the tags @chaotictarlos and @alrightbuckaroo! You're right, I do have somethings to share. Ignoring the fact that it's technically Monday, here is a new short sneak peek from my WIP "Take My Breath Away", my Tarlos Fighter Pilots AU. ********

“What?” Carlos said, when the silence shifted from comfortable to something much more intense–nothing bad, but nothing quite as simple as companionship. “Hmm?” “You’re looking at me funny.” “Am I?  And here I thought I was just looking at you.” Carlos swallowed, a sudden case of nerves making him feel as anxious as he had on his first date ever, and all because TK was looking at him as though he were seeing him for the first time. Trying to muster up a bit of bravado, Carlos scoffed and settled back in his seat.  “Oh yeah?  And what do you see?” TK grazed his thumb over the top of Carlos’s knuckles and holy shit, TK might as well have been stroking his palm between his legs.  Heat infused Carlos’s body, flames licking along his veins as the other man's eyes roamed over Carlos's face and down his neck, then he licked his lips, making Carlos squirm a little in his seat. “I see a man I wasn’t looking for.  A man I didn’t even know was there, until right now.  And Carlos?” “Yeah?” “I can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be than sitting with him in this car right now, holding his hand.”

no pressure tags under the cut (I just learned about how to do that!)

no pressure tags: @bonheur-cafe @reyesstrand @lemonlyman-dotcom @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @sanjuwrites @carlos-in-glasses @meditating-honey-badger @mtdaddario @bigtittiesrafa @happinessandlove92 @lightningboltreader @carlitosreyesstrand @firstprince-history-huh @importantbailiffpaperpony @welcometololaland @sweettkstrand @rubinsteinsilva126 @tarlosislife @smurfassbitch and anyone else who wants to participate

[wtfuckevenknows]

Hiiiiiiii! For the 5 word sentence game:

"Fine, I'll go with you."

Please? ☺️☺️🥰🥰

Hiiiiiiiiiii,

since I've written myself into a corner on my wip I distracted myself with your prompt and here's the result. It's mushy because of course it is 😂

Hope you enjoy :))))

“Hey babe,” TK yells from the bedroom where he’s getting ready after a quick shower.

“Yeah?” 

“I've got that tattoo appointment in a bit. I was wondering if you wanted to come with me? I know you’ve got that lunch date with your sisters, but the appointment shouldn't take long and I thought I could come with you to lunch after, if that’s okay? Or would they mind me crashing your lunch?” 

Carlos looks up from the magazine he’s reading when TK steps out into the living room. He gives his husband a once over, appreciating the snug jeans making TK's ass look fantastic. 

“Are you finally gonna tell me what you’re getting?” 

“No, I told you it’s a surprise. But if you go with me you'll know what it is sooner.” TK has walked over to him by now and is leaning down to give him a quick peck on the lips. 

"Fine, I'll go with you."

TK stops halfway on his way back up, searching Carlos' face. “Wait, really?” 

“Sure.” 

“That was easier than I thought it would be. I thought I had to entice you some more.” He wiggles his eyebrows at Carlos.

Carlos ignores that statement, but replies, “The girls will love to see you by the way. Sometimes I'm convinced they love you more than me.” 

“What’s not to love?” TK replies, a smug grin taking over his face. Carlos loves that face a whole lot. He gets up from his position on the couch and gets right up in TK’s face, whispering, “Indeed,” before crashing their lips together and kissing the smugness off of TK in a passionate kiss. 

When they part TK is left breathless, and Carlos turns to put on his shoes, acting like their kiss didn't phase him in the slightest. An obvious lie of course.

“Chop, chop,” Carlos throws TK’s way, “I thought we could walk, but that means we’re gonna have to leave now.”

“You’re evil,” TK hisses, adjusting himself in his pants, before putting his own shoes on. It’s Carlos' turn to be smug now.

A little while later, when TK is sitting in the tattoo chair and the tattoo artist is drawing a ring of two intertwined lines on TK’s ring finger, Carlos loses all his smugness and turns into mush instead. If he sheds a tear or three, or maybe even five, that’s no ones business but their own.

He doesn’t really think about it when he blurts out, “Maybe it’s time for my first tattoo,” and ultimately get’s the same tattoo as TK.

Send me Five Word Sentences and I'll write you a little something while I wilt away at home

[tarlosweeklyprompts]

Week: February 12 - February 18

Prompt #1: Carlos goes to therapy and talks through all the things that have bothered him throughout his life. Can be season 4 compliant. (can be part of a series or start of one)

Prompt #2: Valentine's Day - how to the Carlos and TK spend it?

Accepted works: fic's, moldboards, fanart, gifs

All works need to be new works.

All works need to be Tarlos centric

All works need to be properly tagged. - Additionally Please no content that contains incest or glorification of topics such as sexual assault / rape / suicide etc. (This topics may be written about seeing as Tarlos are first responders but please refrain from glorifying these acts.)

All work needs to be posted by Saturday at 5 p.m. EST. Masterlist will be posted on Mondays

Tag the blog and I'm tracking the tag #tarlosweeklyprompts

More information in our pinned posts

[taralaurel]

@tarlosweeklyprompts (Pride 2023):

Someone's set up newly single TK on a blind date with Alex but he never shows. The bartender, Carlos Reyes, is happy to help him forget all about Alex.

"So," TK clicks his tongue, "what brought you to New York?"

The man pulls a face that is equal parts endearing and hilarious.

"Seriously? How does everyone know?"

TK just rocks sideways on the stool.

"It's a gift."

"Aren't I supposed to be asking the questions?" He leans an elbow on the edge of the wood grain. "That's usually how this works."

"Well, I hope this isn't too usual for you," TK lifts his brow.

"Actually," he clears his throat, "no. It - I don't usually do this."

And suddenly, for just a second, some scared version of this stranger seeps through the sarcasm and swagger. It's fleeting but TK catches it. And that little look convinces him even more to stay.

Because maybe, he isn't the only one afraid.

Read on AO3

[cozysip]

*✶   911 lone star - sentence starters

“ we have no control over what life throws at us. but we can control how we respond. “  

“ it's not about being fearless. it's about facing your fears and pushing through them. “  

“ there's always a risk. that's the job. but if we don't take the risk, who will? “  

“ the fire is unpredictable. that's why we train. we prepare for the unexpected. “  

“ sometimes you gotta do things that scare you to know you're alive. “  

“ we all have scars. some we can see, some we can't. but they make us who we are. “  

“ you can't just take care of other people. you gotta take care of yourself too. “  

 “ we're a family. we have each other's backs no matter what. “  

“ heroes aren't born, they're made. “  

“ the hardest part about this job isn't the danger, it's the loss. “  

“ sometimes the only way to move forward is to confront the past. “  

“ we don't always know what to do, but we always do our best. “  

“ it takes a lot of courage to ask for help, but it's worth it. “  

“ we all have our demons. but we don't have to face them alone. “  

“ life can be tough, but so are we. “  

“ we don't choose who we love, but we do choose how we love. “  

“ the only thing that's certain in life is change. “  

“ we may not have control over everything, but we have control over how we react. “  

“ there's always a way to make things right. “  

“ every call is a chance to make a difference. “  

“ we can't fix everything, but we can try. “  

“ sometimes the best thing you can do is just be there for someone. “  

“ we may not be perfect, but we're a damn good team. “  

“ we don't give up. we don't quit. we keep fighting. “  

“ life is precious. we have to cherish every moment we have. “  

“ fear is a natural response, but we can't let it control us. “  

“ there's always hope, even in the darkest of times. “  

“ the only way to truly understand someone is to walk a mile in their shoes. “  

“ we all have something to offer. we all have a purpose. “  

“ sometimes the greatest strength is asking for help. “ 

[rmd-writes]

Tarlos + 4 (cuddling on the couch)

Because I’m using these prompts to try to shake words loose after a bout of writer’s block, these are all just whatever I can come up with in <20min and barely edited 💖

4. Cuddling on the couch

Carlos wakes with a start and it takes him a few moments to realise that he’s wedged in the corner of the couch and the reason he can’t move is because TK is pressed up against him, seemingly asleep as well.

They must’ve both dozed off. Carlos wonders how long it’s been since they fell asleep. He hears the lock on the front door and realises that the sound of someone at the door must be what woke him.

“Babe,” he says softly. “Wake up.”

Carlos tries to move his shoulder, pretty sure he’s lost all feeling in his arm from TK lying on it.

“Wasn’t asleep,” TK mumbled sleepily and Carlos huffs a laugh.

The door swings open and Carlos looks up. “Hey.”

“Now, I don’t care what y’all do in your own home, but you wanna explain to me why TK is half naked on my couch holding my baby girl?” Judd asks as he walks in, his mouth quirking up at the corner.

Grace laughs behind him. “Awww, you look so sweet! But TK, honey, where’s your shirt. Did Charlie throw up on you?”

TK sits up properly, still cradling a sleeping Charlie to his chest. “She did but that’s not why I’m shirtless.” Grace frowns. “She’s okay, but she had a fever—”

“You didn’t call us?” Judd interjects.

Grace shushes him and places a hand on his arm. “Let the man speak, Judd.”

TK continues. “It was 100, I gave her 5mL of Tylenol,” he checks the clock on the wall, “two hours ago. She was grizzly though and wouldn’t settle, and skin to skin helps regulate their temperature, so.”

“Do you took your shirt off,” Grace smiles. “Thank you, she’s been in good hands.”

“She wouldn’t settle for me,” Carlos says with an eye roll. “Only wanted TK.” He can’t stop the fondness creeping into his voice though. TK is holding Charlie so sweetly as she curls into him, her chubby cheek pressed into his chest and he’s just so good with her.

“You two still competing to be her favourite?” Judd grins, gesturing at TK for Charlie.

“Only because Carlos won’t accept I’m her favourite,” TK smirks.

“You’re wrong,” Judd drawls and TK gently transfers Charlie into his arms.

Carlos takes TK’s shirt from the end of the sofa and tosses it to him. Just as TK pops his head through his shirt, Judd says, “Aunty Marjan is her favourite.”

(You can read all of my intimate moments prompts here)

Cheating and using this as my wip wednesday because I don’t have any wips atm. Thanks for the tags @tintagel-or-cockleshells @celaestis1 @welcometololaland @clottedcreamfudge @kiwiana-writes @wandering-night19 @three-drink-amy @strandnreyes if not for the tags I probably wouldn’t have written anything today 💖

Tagging some people to leave me snippets to wake up to pretty please: @reyesstrand @sunshinestrand @liminalmemories21 @sanjuwrites @redshirt2 @cricketnationrise @nontoxic-writes @stereopticons @lilythesilly @carlos-in-glasses @heartstringsduet @sherryvalli @freneticfloetry @never-blooms @lemonlyman-dotcom @alrightbuckaroo @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @daisymae-12

[onthewaytosomewhere]

i was so waffling on whether i was gonna do this but Taylor you were speaking my name with these prompts (especially since I'll most likely be skipping whump next week cuz i'll be traveling lolz) so @tailsbeth-writes thanks so much for the tag and let's get to the deets shall we ....

October seems to be filled with writing challenges so the next few weeks are planned to join in. Next week, we'll get comforting with Whumptober, the week after we'll go full spooky for Halloween but this week… We're getting sexy 😏

The Rules: Copy the following prompts or make your own, (emphasising this especially this week) post what fandoms you write for & your followers can request one of the prompts with a ship, character or fandom for a ficlet. Have fun!

The week's prompts are inspired by Kinktober:

Lingerie Praise kink Public sex Bondage Spooning Body worship Massage Biting WILD CARD: give me ur kinky prompt not listed here (also cuz i'm too lazy (decision paralysis) to make my own or expand this list but there are so many good options that could be added)

SO AS THIS NORMALLY GOES LEAVE ME AN ASK WITH UR PROMPT WITH A FANDOM AND PAIRNG PLZ AND I'LL GET TO IT THIS WEEKEND

this week we're doing RWRB, 9-1-1, and 9-1-1 lonestar (i've still not written anything for this lolz) or a combo of them i guess lolz

tag ur it!!! @adreamareads @typicalopposite @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @thinkof-england @piratefalls

@priincebutt @judasofsuburbia @taste-thewaste @england-would-fall @emmalostinwonderland

@porcelainmortal @duchessdepolignaca03 @thighzp @catdadacd @firstprincehornyramblings

AND A HUGE OPEN TAG TO ANYONE ELSE WHO WANTS TO PLAY - TAG ME SO I CAN COME GIVE YA A PROMPT!! 😘😘

[oldfangirl81]

I refuse to believe she doesn't own one of these.

[detective-giggles]

Not WIP Wednesday…

Good news, I’ve written 1,066 words in the past two days. The bad news is, I have not written in any of my WIPs. I’m currently obsessed with this soft kisses prompt list.

But I appreciate being tagged by @rosedavid @sanjuwrites and @taralaurel for WIP Wednesday, and I feel bad I don’t have anything to share.

So please accept this offering, a triple drabble to fill prompt #1: kissing their forehead to check for a temperature when they’re sick. Thank you @sanjuwrites for the quick beta!

🤒🤒🤒🤒

“TK? Hey, your alarm.” Carlos puts his hand on TK’s chest and gives him a little shake. TK’s eyes flutter open and he moans pitifully. He rolls over, pulling the covers to his chin.

“I shut it off and called out of work,” he mumbles. “Throat hurts, stomach hurts, I’m freezing.” He sniffles, as if to prove a point.

Carlos leans in, brushing his hair back and places a kiss on his forehead, frowning. “Yeah, you are warm.”

TK snorts. “Is that your expert medical opinion?”

“It is.”

“With all your fancy medical technology?”

“It is.”

Carlos presses another kiss to his forehead. TK groans again and closes his eyes, snuggling deeper under the covers.

***

“Baby, I made you some tea.” Carlos sits at the edge of the bed and rubs TK’s back gently. He stirs, slowly, and attempts to sit up, propping himself on an elbow.

“With lemon?”

“And honey,” Carlos says, handing him the steaming mug.

TK sips carefully. “This is the good shit,” he hums appreciatively. “Wait, what about your shift? You’re late, aren’t you late?”

Carlos shrugs. “I called out to nurse my husband back to health.”

“You didn’t have to do that,” he croaks. “I will be just as pitiful this evening as I am right now.”

“You’d do the same for me.”

TK hands the mug back to Carlos and he sets it on the nightstand.

“Yeah, except I actually have medical knowledge,” TK teases. “And fancy medical technology.”

Carlos rolls his eyes. “A thermometer is not fancy,” he insists. “Now shush and let me help you.”

“Your bedside manner could also use some work.”

“You’re just cranky.”

“I’m sick! And you love me anyway.”

“I do,” Carlos admits. “Now scoot over and I'll show you a thing or two about my bedside manner.”

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Taglist: @plaidbooks @sanjuwrites @meditating-honey-badger @noxsoulmate @chaotictarlos

[kiloskywalker]

Work in Progress Wednesday

Okay so this is to make up for all the WIP Wednesdays and Seven Sentence Saturdays etc that I have been tagged in but missed/haven't had the time to post about, so thank you to the numerous people who tagged me in those. Here is an absolutely crazy scene from my upcoming Take My Breath Away Tarlos fighter pilots AU. @chaotictarlos got a sneak preview of this a while ago and they can hype you up even more.

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The next few moments passed by incredibly fast, almost without enough time for anyone to react.  Out of the corner of the screen showing the feed from TK’s cockpit came a big black blur whipping across the screen, and Carlos knew instantly there was something wrong.  Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the feed jerked to the side as the audio feed started broadcasting high pitched warning signs.

“Oh shit,” Marjan said, her hands flying to her mouth.

“Birdstrike!” TK’s voice came over the feed, still calm but with what sounded like an edge of panic.  “Losing power!”

The plane started to fall away, its altitude alerts becoming more and more prominent as the F-18 sped toward the ground, seemingly out of control.

“Altitude dropping.  Controls lost.”

Carlos could feel his heart practically stopping as he watched the scene unfold.  Fuck.  This couldn’t be happening.  It had to be some kind of mistake.  The silence in the room was no longer rife with tension and excitement, but horror and dread, as the Hornet dropped ten thousand feet in a matter of seconds.

Carlos felt like he was watching his worst nightmare, but at the same time, he couldn’t look away.  He was helpless to do anything, and he felt his gut twist around on itself so many times that he wanted to vomit.  He kept replaying their last conversation in his mind, wishing that they could’ve left it differently.  He remembered the night on the beach, that time they stared into each other's eyes as they laid in bed.  He tried to remember the little things about TK, before everything between them fell to shit.

“Lieutenant Strand!” Judd’s voice came over the feed, shocking Carlos out of his thoughts.  “You need to eject immediately!”  Carlos knew that moment was coming.  Pulling the ejection lever at the base of the pilot’s seat was always a last resort in the event of an emergency.  But when the options were to plummet headfirst into the ground or blow yourself out of the cockpit and hope like hell all your limbs were intact and you survived, there really wasn’t much choice.

“Come on, TK!”  He found himself saying.  “Eject!”  Carlos knew there was little to no time remaining to get himself out of the plane.  He was still fighting to keep it in the air, but as the milliseconds ticked by, the plane's numerous systems continued to fail, and the screen was filled by the sight of the ground getting closer and closer.

“You’re at three thousand!  Eject Lieutenant!  Eject!”  Judd basically screamed through the feed again.  Time was running out, he was already at the point of no return.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound and the feed of TK’s jet went black.  Carlos could feel his heart drop dramatically as he looked over at the screen showing the feed from Judd’s plane.  He watched in horror as he saw TK’s F-18 slam straight into the ground and explode into a ball of flames and debris.  Marjan gasped audibly as the rest of the hangar went silent for a moment or two, and then the emergency sirens blasted through the base.

Chaos erupted all around Carlos, most of the trainees backed away from the screens to watch as the search and rescue teams began to load up in their helicopters to prepare to head out.  Carlos was rooted to the ground, his eyes glued to the feed from Judd’s plane as he circled the crash site.  He frantically searched the area for any signs of a parachute, any sign that TK made it out of the jet before it hit the ground, but instead, all he saw was nothing.

TK was gone. ***

No pressure tags: @chaotictarlos @sanjuwrites @lightningboltreader @welcometololaland @firstprince-history-huh @lemonlyman-dotcom @reyestrandd @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @whenshereads @rubinsteinsilva126 @smurfassbitch and anyone else who would like to participate