#rs: carlos/tk

[liminalmemories21]

3, 6 and 14 please Lim

Thank you!

#3 - All-time favorite pairing?

Nope, can't do it. I've been around too long, read too much, can't possibly choose between my children. Sorry.

#6 - Favorite headcanon?

For Tarlos? Hmm.

TK's complete inability to stack a dishwasher, or dance. That TK calls Enzo and Jonah regularly, and reads to Jonah over the phone at bedtime when he can.

That Carlos did in fact grow up on a ranch outside of Austin. That Carlos owns chaps. That Carlos is - at heart - a cat person (don't care what RS thinks, this is my head canon).

That Enzo is a Civil Rights Law Professor at NYU played by Stanley Tucci (yeah, I know, I've seen the casting news, I'm getting joss'd on this next season).

#14 - Fandom you keep returning to?

Answered here for @bonheur-cafe. Very much goes with #3 above.

Fandom/Fanfic Asks

[crossingalaxies]

to be serious for a second, I think the comparison RS was making in that interview (probably not wording it well) is that, in the same way tk felt that carlos was overstepping when it came to his relationship with cooper, carlos feels that tk is overstepping in carlos’ relationship with iris. now to be clear no, they’re not the same situation. but maybe what he was trying to say is that carlos feels similarly now about this situation to how tk felt about the cooper situation. and whether tk had a right to go talk to iris or not… I think there might be more nuance here than people are willing to see. tk hasn’t done anything wrong in our eyes, but we’ve just met iris, carlos has known her for years and he clearly wanted to deal with the divorce issue his own way (control freak much?). maybe carlos feels that tk should have consulted him before going to see iris, since tk doesn’t know her and, in carlos’ eyes, he may have not known how to approach her. obviously carlos comes across as hypocritical because he’s the one who didn’t tell tk about iris in the first place, but 1. carlos is clearly in a compromised emotional state now with iris missing and 2. he probably feels that, if tk had a problem with his marriage to iris or with the fact that he kept it a secret, he should have talked to him, not iris. obviously we know tk hasn’t actually said anything bad to iris, but carlos doesn’t know that and he’s scared so he will probably lash out in the moment. tldr: carlos’ reasoning might be: just because he kept his marriage from tk, that doesn’t give tk the right to go see iris without consulting him. again, yes it’s hypocritical of him, but that’s what being a flawed character means… having flaws.

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trust doesn’t come easily ; tarlos

hey!! i didn't completely abandon my bad things happen bingo series! just took a small break

part fourteen of bad things happen bingo

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TK has never trusted anyone easily. He hardly trusted Owen when Owen wanted back in his life. He didn’t trust Gwyneth for leaving him again. The first time he allowed himself to trust someone, he tried to kill himself when he found out that the one person he thought he could trust was a liar and a cheater.

When Carlos came along, TK felt conflicted. He liked Carlos, but he couldn’t afford to let someone else get close to him and see all his flaws and expose him for who he truly was. TK wanted to let himself get close, but he couldn’t. There was no way he would survive this. Plus, what if he hurt Carlos?

TK was terrified of commitment. He had been cheated on in the past and was scared that Carlos was going to cheat on him, too. Of course, Carlos didn’t seem like the kind of person that would cheat on anyone, but TK felt that way about Alex. He craved the intimacy of being in a relationship with someone.

He wanted the emotional intimacy of being able to have a shoulder to cry on or someone to rant to if his day was bad, but he couldn’t let down his guard, he couldn’t let any break down those walls. He spent a lot of time building the walls up and no matter how badly he wanted it, he couldn’t just tear them down.

His therapist had called him an “emotional masochist” and TK had laughed until he realised his therapist was right. Things were going well at work, TK was working his ass off to become a kick-ass paramedic and every time he made a tricky move that ended up saving the patient, he told himself that he just got lucky, there was no way he would be able to do it again.

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[biaoba]

Enjoying 911 lone star soo much more than the og rn cause i find every single character interesting like. 5 min scene of the Ryders just talking at home yes please. A guest star from last season shows up period. Whereas 911 is just the buddie show to me I DONT CAREE about anyone else GIVE ME THE BUDDIE NEOWWW

[tngrace]

I'm sad that this whole episode was once again about tk feelings only and not carlos. The only time we saw tk being there for carlos was with his parents situation and that after he stormed away. What carlos faced through these three seasons? Tk walking from dinner, not giving carlos any clearance about their rs, being physical towards carlos, leaving for some time, leaving again for three months and now not sharing anything. Did he get anything in return? It feels like no.

I won't say it was only another episode of just TKs feelings bc Carlos got to express himself as well. They've both really done some growing over the 3 seasons, and it showed in the episode in different ways. As for TKs past mistakes, yea they're there and we've acknowledged them and I'm sure Carlos has forgiven him for them. Doesn't mean he's forgotten per say but he's offered his forgiveness and rightfully so. To constantly bring up and hold past mistakes against TK isn't fair.

[mtngirlforever]

Moans and tilts his head to give you better access. I'll try and remember to bring out my accent more often he teases. I'm sure that with your very talented tongue you can teach even me how to roll my Rs. But for now want you teach me all about how good you are fucking me senseless. Cause I didn't wear this plug for no reason. Ruts up against you as you strip me completely .

Oh I know you didn't Tiger Carlos smirked up at him. He sucked on the head of TKs hard cock moaning softly. Think we'll make it thru every room tho he grinned before he sucked TK down as he started slowly sliding the plug out

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danger zone ; tarlos

part eight of bad things happen bingo

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TK always looked forward to date night with Carlos. He liked seeing Carlos dressed up and he lived for the way Carlos kept a hand on the small of his back as they walked together. He always loved the restaurants Carlos picked out as well, there hadn’t been one wrong choice.

The restaurant Carlos had picked out was nice, maybe a little too nice. TK didn’t trust himself in the restaurant, he felt like a bull in a china shop, afraid that one wrong move would send everything around him tumbling down. He spent the first five minutes inside the restaurant nervously looking around, noting where everything was, sticking close to Carlos and not the walls.

“Reyes,” the hostess called out.

Carlos snaked an arm around TK��s waist and they walked through the restaurant together, Carlos pressing little kisses to TK’s temple here and there, making TK blush. He pulled out TK’s chair for him, which made TK blush even more. He did it every time they went out together and it never failed to make TK blush, so Carlos made sure he did it.

“Can I get you two some wine to start with?”

“No thank you, we’ll just start with two glasses of water, thank you,” Carlos replied, flashing the host a smile.

“Of course, your server will be by shortly, enjoy.”

They made small talk here and there, commenting on the menu items and laughing at bad jokes together. They got their appetizer and everything was going well until Carlos excused himself to go to the restroom and barely made it five feet before collapsing on the ground.

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he knows too much ; tarlos

part eleven of bad things happen 

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When Carlos got the call to do a wellness check on a domestic violence victim, he didn’t think the abuser would be in the home. He didn’t think it could go so wrong, but it did and he didn’t think carefully enough about the situation before stepping inside.

Carlos arrived on scene about eight minutes after the call came in, he didn’t use his lights or siren, not wanting to make the situation worse for the victim inside. He hopped out of the car and jogged up to the front door. He knocked three times, waiting for an answer. When no one answered the door, he knocked again.

“APD, open the door,” Carlos called out. He put a hand on his gun, ready to pull it out if needed. A small, petrified teenage boy opened the door, his eyes red-rimmed and puffy, like he’d been crying. “Sir, are you okay?”

The boy didn’t speak, he shook his head and stepped back, allowing Carlos to see the inside of the home. While the outside held onto some shred of composure, the inside looked like the teen lived in squalor. Carlos looked around the area, spotting a man passed out on the couch.

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symptoms ; tarlos

part four of bad things happen bingo: manhandling

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tw: drugging

The 126 going to the bar on Friday nights wasn’t new. TK going to the bar with Carlos wasn’t new. TK getting hit on at the bar, however, was new. He went up to get water by himself and was gone for a few minutes too long, so Carlos went up to the bar, not because he didn’t trust TK, but because he was worried.

“A firefighter? Sign me up for the calendar,” the bartender gave TK a cheeky smile that made Carlos’ blood boil. There was no way the bartender was hitting on TK. No way.

“And his boyfriend is a cop,” Carlos announced, stalking up to the bar, locking eyes with TK. TK smirked back at Carlos and licked his lips.

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crime & punishment (E; WC: 2522)

happy holidays to @mtnofgrace - this is my 9-1-1 gift exchange gift to you! i hope you like it!!! it is smut, so please be aware of that!!! kinks under the cut, along with a small excerpt from the fic itself!

@911giftexchange

(light bdsm, orgasm delay/denial/control, hair pulling, spanking, fingering, edging, overstimulation)

Carlos was glad the front door didn’t creak when it opened and was grateful for the fact that he knew where all the creaky floorboards were.

He walked down the hallway to the bedroom, finding it ajar, which was unlike TK. He peered into the bedroom and saw TK kneeling on the bed, rutting up against the crumpled up bedsheets. Carlos snapped a picture of how TK was positioned on the bed before clearing his throat in the doorway. TK moaned and stopped moving. He slowly started to turn around to face Carlos.

“No, face forward, and don’t stop on my behalf. It looked like you were enjoying yourself,” Carlos said, stepping into the bedroom. “Come on, baby, you looked so good, so pretty for me.”

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bite down (tarlos)

written for the bad things happen bingo square “no anesthetic” & requested by @bloodthinnerboi

TK couldn’t help himself when it came to work. He threw himself into his job and he gave it all he could, and then some. After he recovered from his brush with death, TK tried to work as much as he could, and Owen saw his son overworking himself, but there was no way that he could tell TK to stop taking shifts or even schedule TK less than everyone else because he would just find something else to fill his mind with.

That’s what TK did. He worked and worked and worked, waiting for the worst, expecting it. Even though he was waiting, it surprised him every time. He knew he shouldn’t be surprised, but no matter what happened, every single time without fail, TK was shocked.

Three and a half months after returning to work, TK’s clearing a house after a fire. There’s a teenage boy in his turnout coat and helmet running ahead of him. TK’s half running through the house, when the rest of the house gets compromised, causing concrete and glass to come raining down on TK. He didn’t get hit with much, and it luckily missed the teen.

TK was hit badly enough that he was knocked to the ground by the force of impact, but he wasn’t stuck under anything or injured. Or so he thought until he tried to extend his arm. When he attempted to extend his arm, that’s when the shock waves of pain shot through his entire arm and he yelped.

There was absolutely no way he could let anyone know about this. He had to get out of the house and deal with it himself. TK knew that if his father found out that he got hurt again, he’d never be allowed to come back.

Thankfully TK was already nearly out of the house when it completely collapsed so he didn’t have to go far to get out. He made a beeline for the ambulance and grabbed a pair of tweezers, some gauze, and some saline. Hopefully this would work.

Unfortunately for TK, Carlos chose that moment to round the ambulance and spot TK focused on his elbow and whatever he had in it, hissing and swearing in pain. He bit down on his lip and tried again, whimpering in pain when he couldn’t get it out.

“Want some help?” Carlos asked, trying to wait until TK didn’t have the tweezers anywhere near his body before making his presence known. TK jumped and looked over at Carlos and nodded. “What did you even do?” Carlos asked, reaching down and grabbing his belt and undoing it, holding it out to TK.

“Carlos, wha-”

“Bite down on it, this isn’t going to be pleasant,” Carlos interrupted, making direct eye contact with TK as they switched tools. TK didn’t put up a fight, he just gave Carlos a sad look and put the belt between his teeth, closing his eyes and breathing hard.

TK felt the cool metal of the tweezers and took a sharp intake of breath and held it while Carlos grabbed for the first piece of glass in TK’s elbow. He heard Carlos swear under his breath and then the tweezers were back at his elbow.

“Gettin’ kinky on shift, huh boys?” Michelle’s voice floated through and TK actually considered throwing the belt at her. “TK, you don’t look so good…”

TK spit the belt into his hand and glared at Michelle, saying, “I know, thanks for mentioning it. Now, if you’ll excuse us, we need to get this out of my elbow so I can go finish up doing my job.” He slid the belt back between his teeth and lifted his bad arm up for Carlos to inspect again.

“Do you want any anaesthetic or any pain medication, TK? That’s gotta hurt,” Michelle asked, watching as TK shook his head and in return, he got a pleading look from Carlos. TK responded to his boyfriend’s look with a petulant whine, the belt still held tightly between his teeth.

“Michelle, can you get the debris out of TK’s arm while I hold him. I don’t think he understands how badly this is going to hurt and I don’t want him to flail and further injure himself or you,” Carlos glared at TK and handed the tools over to Michelle, who set them out to clean.

Michelle picked up the tweezers and walked over to where Carlos had gotten TK situated on his lap, holding the smaller man so he could wail into Carlos’ uniform shirt. Michelle worked slowly, checking out the extent of TK’s injury, just because of how uncomfortable and in pain he was.

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bullets with our names on them ; tarlos

part thirteen of bad things happen bingo

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TK’s heart caught in his throat; he couldn’t breathe. Ending up in another hostage situation was not in his plan for the day. He felt the cold barrel of a gun against his neck and he froze.

Austin police had arrived on scene first, Carlos and his partner, Mitchell, had broken into the building, and tried to apprehend the suspect. Carlos went in first and was then knocked unconscious. Mitchell was able to run out of the building with the man that attacked Carlos hot on her heels. She managed to radio dispatch that Carlos had been knocked unconscious and needed medical attention as well as backup.

She wondered how far the man would chase her and if it would be enough time for paramedics to arrive on scene. So, she ran and ran, periodically looking behind her to see the man still chasing her, having faith that Carlos was still unresponsive and medical wouldn’t arrive quickly.

They were close enough to the road that she could hear the ambulance when it got close enough, she started to turn around, trying to see if the man had turned around at the sound of the ambulance.

He had heard and his eyes went wide as he began to sprint back to the building. Mitchell took a second to catch her breath before slowly making her way back to the building, knowing that any extra officers hadn’t made it to the scene. She didn’t want to risk it, but she knew that medical was going to be heading in as soon as they got there and if the man’s gun was loaded, he could kill all of them in a second.

It wouldn’t make sense, considering he hadn’t shot her, though.

She picked up speed, hearing police sirens gradually get closer to her, the paramedics slowly coming into her field of vision. They were moving quickly, trying to do their job quickly and efficiently. She wanted to yell at them to wait for the police, but they were already heading inside.

She got close enough to see that it was the paramedics from the 126, which meant there was a good possibility that Carlos’ boyfriend, TK, was working. She prayed that nothing happened, but as soon as she started praying, she heard two of the paramedics yell out and then retreat backwards towards the bus.

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welcome to bad things happen bingo!!

ALL PROMPTS HAVE BEEN REQUESTED

MASTERLIST OF FICS BELOW THE CUT!

bad things happen bingo series 1 i. thirty day chip – hurts to breathe ; tarlos ii. men can process trauma too – traumatic touch aversion ; carlos iii. bite down – no anesthetic ; tarlos iv. symptoms – manhandling ; tarlos v. drop it – stitches ; tarlos vi. minor injuries – black eye ; buddie vii. bookstores – grabbed by the chin ; tarlos viii. danger zone – cpr ; tarlos ix. trapped – bleeding out ; buddie x. real or fake – hallucinations ; buck xi. he knows too much – stabbing ; tarlos xii. adrenaline rush – doesn’t realise they’ve been injured ; tk xiii. bullets with our names on them – russian roulette ; tarlos xiv. m.i.a. – “i'm fine” ; tarlos xv. trust issues ; tk xvi. medication tampering ; tarlos xvii. insomnia ; buck xviii. suicide attempt ; tk  xix. “i will only slow you down” ; buddie  xx. isolation ; tarlos xxi. self loathing ; tarlos xxii. bloody nose ; buddie  xxiii. blindfolded ; carlos xxiv. chronic illness ; tk xxv. collared and chained ; tarlos

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comfort ; tarlos

part three of my k9 officer!carlos series

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“TK, can you meet me at the emergency vet, please?” Carlos’ voice cracked as he spoke and TK was not prepared for their phone call to start like this.

“Carlos? Is everything okay? What’s going on and are you okay?” TK tilted his head to cradle his phone between his shoulder and ear, leaving his hands free. He grabbed a pen and piece of paper off his dad’s desk.

“I-It’s Feroz, he got into the chocolates I got for you and ate some. I don’t know how many he ate so I called the vet,” Carlos sounded panicked and it wasn’t often that Carlos panicked about anything. “Ty, dogs aren’t supposed to have chocolate… What if he… What if he dies? Then it’s my fault and I can’t live with that guilt!”

“Carlos, calm down, it’s going to be okay. I’m on my way now. Do you want me to pick you and Feroz up or are you already at the vet?” TK scribbled out a note to his dad before running out and down the stairs to his locker. He collected the necessities and ran to his car, listening to Carlos sob over the phone.

Carlos asked if TK could come and pick them up because he was in no shape to drive. TK slammed his car door and told Carlos he was already on his way, continuing to talk to Carlos so he wouldn’t start to overthink.

“Carlos, baby, can you breathe for me?” TK asked, trying to encourage Carlos to take deep breaths and try to calm down. He doesn’t count breaths aloud, but instead, lets Carlos take the lead.

“Where are you?”

“I’m a few minutes away, I’ll be there as soon as I can. Do you want to meet me outside or do you need me to come inside and help?” TK asked, keeping his voice steady, thankful for his job training.

“We’ll meet you outside,” Carlos whimpered.

TK could hear Carlos call Feroz and then heard the clink of the leash against his harness. He heard Feroz’s nails tapping against the hardwood floors and then the front door opening and closing.

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[buckieys]

things i’d like to see in season two: (feel free to add your own)

- more carlos scenes in general

- gillian and rosewater being fucking hilarious

- judd & grace content, plEase

- iris getting the help she needs

- tk + carlos + healthy communication

- tk going through something Rough™ and trying to fight the urge to relapse and ending up relapsing and getting saved by carlos and tk is convinced that carlos wants to break up but carlos just wants to help

- OR tk’s mum shows up and that triggers something in tk and he confides in carlos

- marjan and mateo best friend content

- paul getting a goddamn girlfriend because it’s what he deserves

- the goddamn dream team!!

- owen & buttercup beat cancer together

[buckieys]

am i the only one that got mad when billy called owen ‘tiger’ ????

like, that’s carlos and tk’s thing. pick a different thing that isn’t that specific thing