#mentioned owen strand

[lonestardust]

Reyes side-eyeing Strand. S4E14.

[nancygillianmvp]

somebunny loves you

1,816 words. rated g.

summary: TK brings home a new pet from a call, again.

After reversing the ambulance back into the firehouse after their tenth call into a busy shift, Nancy turns to TK, who sits beside her in the front, sipping on an iced coffee and clutching a cardboard pet carrier. “How did we get here again?” She asks him with a slight shake of her head. “Again?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. “You're bringing home a pet from a call without asking Carlos again,” She says, referring to the couple’s shortlived and somewhat traumatic first pet together: Lou, the alligator lizard. At least this time, the pet didn’t have to be extracted from inside a patient’s limb first—the same could not be said of Lou.  If he’s being honest with himself, TK still isn’t really sure how it happened. It had been a long, busy shift, and things were starting to blur together in his mind as he waited for the caffeine they stopped for on the way back to the firehouse to kick in. 

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[watmalik]

God bless TK and Carlos, but they’re such rookies.

[marjansmarwani]

They’re really leaning into the “hallucinated while injured” trope and I’m here for it. Especially when it gives us the cast in a whacky sitcom AU.

[padfoot0216]

TK Strand is Autistic. (I have evidence I just thought I would start with that. Straight to the point you know)

I would also like to say this is written by an autistic person who has done hours of research in autism. So I kind of know what I’m talking about I think.

Special Interest (there isn’t a lot for this one but there is some soo)

So the first example is from season 2 episode 2. Mateo is talking about his new tattoo and mentions TK’s tattoo. He says “You’re the one with the beetle in your arm.” to TK. TK responds with, “It’s not a beetle it’s a honey bee.” And then without and prompting says l, “Did you know honey bees pollinate a third of our food supply?” I know that by itself it’s not exactly great evidence. Combined with everything else I will speak about it fits. Like the only prompting he had for this random bee fact was Mateo bringing up the tattoo.

Monotone Voice/Flat Face

Every single episode. It’s especially noticeable when he’s working. He has very little facial expression and his voice stays flat. I was going to try and find a scene that I could link here but it’s really difficult to find a scene that’s not just him and Carlos or him just passed out, and I feel like using a clip of him being passed out wouldn’t really prove my point, but if you compare his facial expressions and voice to there during very intense events you’ll notice it. Such as Season 3 Episode 11. The whole capital building is shut down and everyone on the team has at least a little bit of worry on their faces, but TK looks so unbothered. Like this is completely normal. He is obviously worried but it doesn’t really show. The only time he really has expression is around Carlos. I know there are definitely some other exceptions, but a majority of the time this applies.

Stimming (There is so much evidence for this)

TK stims in literally every episode. I’m not going to put every example because that would take literally hours and although I do have time for that I don’t want to. So we’ll start with season 1 episode 4 when TK goes to chemo with his dad. Now this one could just be him being anxious but I have more I swear. Just watch the first 12 seconds of the clip. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=uHp4ME6v7MA. Okay another example or I could say examples is him just messing with his hands. At all times. He never stops. If you watch him during the show you’ll notice this. I would put examples but once again way too many. The next one that comes to mind is TK during season 3 episode 19 when they hold the intervention for Nancy and Mateo towards the end of the episode. If you watch him throughout the entire scene you’ll see it but the part I’m talks about is between 46 seconds and 48 seconds of the clip I’m about to give the link to. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=_7rtPmn99i8. The last one I’m going to mention despite there being so much more is TK during season 4 episode 8. Once again if you watch you’ll see him stimming throughout it, but the particular scene I’m talking about is when he fires his dad. The more he gets upset the more you see it. It is literally just this whole scene. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ILcATWsXrsM

Being Upset By Change

I only have two examples of this but I think they fit pretty well. The first one also comes from season 3 episode 17. He is having the conversation about catan with Nancy, and seems very hesitant about changing from catan. To be fair they all were but he could t even begin to understand why she would want to change it. It all starts when Nancy says, “We’re both over Catan.” TK at this point gets really confused because who wouldn’t want to play the same game every time they have a game night because he certainly would. He responds with “Over Catan? But that’s like our national pastime Nance.” Later in this conversation Nancy says, “I think it’d be good for all of us to change things up. Spice of life.” The way TK responds once again shows how uncomfortable he is with the change. Replying with “Catan is spicy” after she left. The second example is from season 2 episode 6 when TK finds out he’s going to have a little brother. This might just be me but it seems a little out of character for TK to be jealous of having a sibling. It might be a bit if a stretch but if I’m right it could easily be attributed to that.

Sensory Issues

Okay so I can only think of a couple examples of this but will start with this one . The never ending collection of hoodies. He obviously is very attached to his hoodies. To the point where in his coma dream his mom (his subconscious) says “so many innocent hoodies lost their lives that day.” We also often see him wearing his hoodies after a particularly stressful day, but he wears them all the time. Like he has an endless supply. Where does he store all of them? The second example I have is a little better. It’s from season 3 episode 3. At the beginning of the coma dream TK is hearing a beeping noise and he doesn’t exactly know what it is but he has a very strong reaction to the noise. The specific part I’m talking about is at 1:20 seconds of the video that I’m going to put a link to. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=B7uSxmVt6XE

Bad at Telling Hunger

Another very common autistic trait is not being able to tell when they are hungry, thirsty, etc. I can only find two examples of TK with showing this trait and that is in season 3 episode 13. TK says “I think I’m going to skip dinner tonight. I’m not really hungry.” Carlos responds with, “You always say that and end up eating at 2 am.” Based off of Carlos comment this has happened multiple times. Another example is in this same episode more towards the beginning. Carlos asks TK if he wants to change before they ate and TK responds with the fact that he already ate, leading Carlos to say he can’t survive on donuts alone. In this case TK had actually already eaten. But it is also implied that this has also happened before.

Bad At Metaphors/Subtext

I can think of at least 2 examples for this one. The they are both in season 3 episode 17. The first one is once again related to catan. When Nancy says that her and Mateo are both over it. It’s pretty obvious that she is speaking of something other than Catan. I know he didn’t know they were together but she was implying something with the way she said it. TK wasn’t picking up on that at all. He was just confused as to why she wouldn’t want to play Catan. The second example is later in the episode when Nancy and Mateo say they are going to get coffee. Everyone in the room is confused but you can tell they are talking about something else and are going to let them leave. TK on the other hand says they have coffee there. Not even thinking about the fact that they might be talking about something else.

Literally His whole conversation with Iris

Honestly I have no way to describe this but TKs who conversation with Iris in season 4 episode 2. When he goes to talk to her at her job. The whole thing is just I don’t know how to describe it. I can’t find a clip but the conversation is just two neurodivergents talking to each other except both of them are confused.

Going Non verbal

I have no actual confirmation that he goes non verbal but I do have a couple of examples that could be taken that way. The first on being how his mom says he shuts down. When the paramedic team gets kidnapped Carlos goes to Gwen and Owen’s house looking for him and she says something along the lines of “I knew we should watch him when he shuts down like this” Tk is usually pretty talkative but during a particularly stressful situation he is weirdly quiet. Such as in season 4 episode 9 when marjan is missing. Everyone else is asking questions and expressing their worries and he is just sitting there completely quiet. This happens multiple time throughout the series and I don’t feel like showing them all so you’ll just have to watch to figure it out, but trust me it happens.

I could probably have found more examples but I think this is more than enough information to prove my point. Anyway…

[oldfangirl81]

Fic idea

TK is in LA attending a conference that Buck is also attending. Something happens because they have the worst luck. They end up at Angels Memorial Hospital. TK is very surprised to run into his uncle. He didn't even know the guy was stateside again.

[doctorwhoisadhd]

is bringing grapes to people in the hospital like... a thing

[janfraiser]

she has my name but not my face

A 911: Lone Star fic

Chapter 1 - Prologue

Canon-divergence post-3x14. Despite Tommy's assurances, Nancy's ear doesn't really stop ringing after the shooting at the pile-up. She does her best to ignore and adjust, but when others start noticing, she has to admit to herself that something more is wrong. The only question is... where does she go from here?

3,258 words - rated M - TW for guns mention, internalized ableism

[lovecolibri]

Oh hey at least there is a call next week! Also, Captain Judd is everything to me. Doesn't RL usually leave shows after a few seasons? Time for Owen to retire and leave and Judd to be in charge.

[bigassbowlingballhead]

And just like that, captain strand is making my cry again.

I have a feeling Carlos and captain strand scenes are gonna hit me just as hard if not more.

There needs to be a heart behind the badge and you’ve got a good one

Yup. Feeling great guys.

[anewkindofme]

How does it work like medical things such as power of attorney as a Little like when TK is shot in the shoulder. Do they need to have a guardian for it even when big? Is there hospitals that cater for the little or do they go to an adult hospital to be cared for?

Did TK spend all the time in hospital after being shot as a little or did he change between them?

Owen and Kendra, does Owen go on dates and will he go out with Kendra again?

What is TK scared of?

Thanks

Littles go to a regular hospital and there are doctors that are trained how to care for all sorts of patients. Owen has power of attorney over TK in both states, but as long as his son is being safe, he’d never go against what he wanted.

TK isn’t scared of much. He’s pretty adventurous. The only thing he’s really scared of is planes. This isn’t a fear, but given his overdoses and addictions, he doesn’t like to take pills. Even ones that aren’t pain meds. So, Owen has to either crush it up and put it in something or there are liquid forms.

You’ll see all the answers to the last questions when I write it. :) No spoilers. Some things have to be left for fic after all!

Ask me for headcanons on characters from my fandom list!

[tomkeirblyth]

I’m going to pretend Owen’s voicemail is full bc he never deleted voicemails left from Gwyn, so there’s not much space for any new ones :)

[boasamishipper]

Carlos/TK?

send me a ship!

[parameddic]

@hvndredstories a drabble for you, mi amor (it's Owen, not TK) (that's your heads up). owen gets asked some questions, and answers just about zero of them

"I hear you're getting pretty buddy-buddy with Nikolai Volkov."

Oh. So that was what this conversation was going to be about. He had wondered why Sergeant O'Brien had wanted to meet here, a little out-of-the-way honky-tonk. Why O'Brien had told him, explicitly, to 'leave his son behind'. "Nikolai?" Owen asked, tipping his glass to watch the whiskey pool, "Yeah. I know him."

O'Brien watched Owen take a drink, waiting for more, and Owen did not provide it. There were a lot of things he'd thought about Nikolai over the past almost-two-years that he'd known the guy but the most firm one was that TK would die for that guy, he was really, really willing to fight for him, and Owen knew better than to sabotage his kid. He'd tried that once and TK had moved out because of it and in retrospect Owen thought maybe that was a good thing. Being able to set that line for himself. Being able to maintain living alone, the way he had.

No. Owen was not going to be selling Nikolai out to a cop, even a cop with a cool motorcycle.

"Captain Strand," O'Brien said, when he realised Owen was not intending to go any further, "Volkov has been a person of interest in a number of cases Austin PD is investigating."

"What sort of cases?" he wanted to hear this.

"Pertinent ones." O'Brien did not want to share it, though.

Owen put his drink down, thinking he wasn't in the mood for whiskey anyway. This felt more like a wine sort of a conversation. The music was awful, too. God, who ran this place?

"Look," Owen said, "I respect your position, Sergeant, but I have nothing to tell you about Nikolai."

"Does your son?"

It was too quick not to be at least a little bit of a threat. It drew Owen's eye back, anyway, a full beat lost to assessing how much O'Brien meant it. Assessing what he even meant, at all. "You can ask TK what you want," go ahead, "you don't need my permission."

"I don't think you understand," the Sergeant pressed, voice a little dip lower than the bad music, "Owen, I'm trying to do you a courtesy. The investigation in that sphere is happening, I think he might have something to do with it."

"You think?" so they didn't even have any evidence. "Sergeant, I'm not doing your job for you. Even if I wanted to, I don't know anything. He works in security."

"You believe that?"

"I believe my son." It was not what TK had told him (well -- it was, and it wasn't), but Owen believed his son, and he was content with that.

O'Brien did not miss the distinction, but he redirected anyway: "They're close, then? TK, and Volkov?"

"I'm starting to think this wasn't a casual catch-up."

Sharp, and with a tone dropped even lower, once again, flat and direct: "Is TK involved?"

Maybe it was a whiskey sort of a conversation. Owen downed his drink and leant back in his seat, patting down pockets for his wallet. Time to hit the road. "No." TK was not involved.

"So there's something to be involved in?"

"Sergeant O'Brien," Owen said, "it's been lovely seeing you, we should catch up more often. But let's make it a social call next time, 'kay?"

"If your son's involved in the groups I think he could be involved with he might be in danger, Owen. Volkov's circles--"

Yeah, tell him about it. "I don't know any circles," he said, instead of you're the last one to reach this page, "and I don't think Nikolai's involved in any of them. And I know my son isn't. Your drink's on me. Enjoy it." Owen left the bills beneath his glass. He left.

[zerokaram]

inexperienced, confused sub!abby drabble

ways to help palestine🇵🇸

a/n: this is like super DUPER short, i literally wrote this in class so please bear with me on this, but i hope you guys enjoy it regardless. And thanks to @zdsfv for motivating me to write this !! If i should write a part 2 to this, lmk and i’ll sprint to my google docs

cw: fingering, sex, other inappropriate stuff, abby being inexperienced, abby being confused, reader being a tease, sex with (a kind of) plot, eating out, and swearing.

she had been surrounded by numerous people—girls, who liked other girls. so it really wasn’t a foreign concept. but to engage in those type of relationships herself was a whole new world of discoveries, and ones that she would never really be ready for.

so when she was stationed on the edge of your bed—your head in between her legs with your hands wrapped around her muscular thighs that had now went limp and weak for the first time, it was safe to say that it was confusing the living shit out of her.

the poor girl was just so, extremely confused :((. she had never felt the sensation before, not from any of the guys shes liked in her life. she had never felt the way her heart beat sped up, the way her gasps for air had been restrained to just small little whimpers, the way she shuddered at your touch, the way she couldn’t help but feel like she wanted so much more—and not to mention, from a woman.

she was just so fucking adorable. she didn’t even know what to do with herself either—it was obvious in the sounds that she made, how helpless she really was.

“p-please..! C-cant—d-dunno what to—uh—w-wha..w-where is your hand going…? oh—god..?!toomuchtoomuchtoomuch—!”

she grabbed onto your head—in between her legs, nestling her hands in your hair as the strands intertwined between her fingers, grabbing onto your for even just a little bit of stability.

she may have been known as one of isaacs best recruits in the wlf—one of the strongest at that. but here? She was yours. You had her wrapped around your finger and you fucking knew it. It was evident in the way your fingers pounded into her mercilessly while your tongue circled around her clit—the way that she reacted to it, you don’t know how she didn’t realize she liked girls sooner.

as much as the situation had already stimulated her out of her own mind, your teasing and quite frankly—humiliating coos added to her confusion.

“S-shit…so fuckin’ wet. Owen could never fuck you like this could he? Huh? isn’t that right?” you groan, holding her hands and giving her a light kiss on her clit.

she moaned endlessly—-the pleasure didn’t stop surging into her body over, and over, and over. her mind went blank, letting out only mutters and mumbles as her body that was once strong—now weak, completely gave out to your merciless doings.

“uh—ngh—! p-please…a-ahh—! O-oh god..”

this was only the start of it.

[aleyah-lavelle]

Skateboard 3

Wind breaker

fem bodied reader | smut | action | pwp | jayjo/fml | vinny/fml | wooin/fml | joker/fml | owen/fml | enemies to lovers | angsty | the other woman (?) | reverse harem | fluff | all characters featured are 18+

author's note: the sexual tension between the fml and the sabbath plss 🥹

✧˖° — windbreaker men

✧˖° — mdni, smut, description of not safe for work content.

✧˖° — this is a story not one shot.

"What do you need from me again?" I said with annoyance.

Just as I expected, the Sabbath Crew was still here. Even after my conversation with Jay earlier about the assignment we were going to do together, they waited for me to finish. Joker was leaning against the car while Wooin stood beside him. Vinny and Grim were at the back of the car, seemingly indifferent to my presence.

Vinny and I made eye contact, so I gave him a sharp look in return. His gaze remained cold, so I looked away.

"Are you seriously considering joining that useless team?" Wooin asked irritably, hands tucked in his pockets. I crossed my arms in response.

"I don't see why you're so bothered about it," I retorted.

Since the day I arrived in Korea, Wooin was the first person I met here. He approached me first and shockingly, he already knew my name. That's why we ended up in a situation where I was going to sell my bike to him because he said he wanted to see it when we met again.

Wooin approached me with a swagger.  "I offered you a spot in our crew, but you turned it down. You'd rather side with Hummingbird?"

"They don't even compare to the Monsters," Joker muttered.

"I-I'm not really going to join," I looked at Vinny. "I just challenged Jay because I was bored. I already told you, I'm done with biking—"

"Do you think anyone will buy that lame excuse?" Vinny cut in, moving closer. "After all Wooin did for you, this is how you repay him?"

His words left me bewildered.

"Vinny," Grim scolded. I became even more confused.

"Your family owes some money to Sangho, right?" Wooin smirked evilly.

My face drained of color at the mention of that name, a figure my family had been evading for a long while. Fear was written all over me, but I struggled to maintain composure. How did they find out? Are they connected to him somehow? What kind of mess have I landed myself in now?

"H-How..."

"I've already settled it, Demitra," he murmured, drawing closer. "Just join us. Simple, isn't it?" He grinned, locking eyes with me. My heart raced, and I found myself fixated on his lips. Swallowing hard, I tried to snap out of it.

What's happening to me? I should be afraid of this man. Demitra, wake up! No matter how attractive these guys are, you shouldn't be easily swayed.

"Why? Why are you doing this?" I whispered.

"We know who you are, Demitra. The Famous Biking Princess of the Underground," Wooin continued, causing my face to pale even more as I stepped back.

"Korea's underground is better than your own country. Why not give it a try?" Wooin brushed aside a strand of hair blocking my face, tucking it behind my ear.

"You did a background check on me. What the heck?" I retorted, a mix of anger and disbelief in my voice.

He laughed. "You and Joker would definitely get along. He's into underground cage fights too," He gestured towards Joker, who was also watching me intently.

I was too angry to speak. I can't believe these guys. I don't know what they want from me, but there's one thing I need to worry about. They found out my identity that I've been avoiding for so long. Yes, they are not the only ones to become addicted to bikes; I did too. That's how I earned the title of Bike Princess in the underground because I used to take on challenges there. I raced against others for money, and obviously, I always won, which made my name famous back then.

But that's all in the past. I want to forget about it because my life wasn't great while I was in the underground. While I enjoyed spending my money, it came at the cost of my parents' suffering. I was immature back then, unaware that my parents owed a huge debt to a man named Sangho.

I shifted my gaze to Wooin. This man paid my parents' debt just like that. It was so simple for him.

I lowered my head, realizing I had no reason to be upset with someone who had helped me.

"Why do you want me to join your group when it's clear that some of your members don't agree?" I glanced at Vinny, who appeared affected by my words.

"I don't want you because you'll only make things worse for us," Vinny stated bluntly. "Some of them are getting too fixated on you."

Wooin and Joker both turned to look at Vinny almost at the same time. Their intense gazes made me feel flustered. My heart raced, and I could feel my cheeks heating up. Why would they be obsessed with someone like me?

"Hey," Joker warned Vinny.

"Shut up, you're into this too. Damn it," Vinny cursed.

"I-I'm sorry..." I bowed my head. They fell silent. "But I can't join your crew, not after what happened to me in the underground." My voice trembled, recalling the dark past. I felt the intense gazes of Wooin and Joker.

"But I'll do whatever you ask..." I tilted my head to meet Wooin's eyes directly. His gaze darkened, but he maintained a playful grin "In exchange for your help."

He nodded. "Get her in the car. We'll talk in a club. We'll discuss what happened to you back then--"

I interrupted Wooin. "I can't talk about that," I said abruptly. He furrowed his brow, waiting for more. "I know you have ties to Sangho."

"What has he done now?" Vinny asked impatiently.

Avoiding eye contact, I noticed Joker taking the skateboard from my hands. I looked up at him, finding his face void of emotion.

"Did he touch you?" he whispered. I quickly shook my head and hesitantly glanced at Wooin. They all watched me intensely, as if I were prey. Their looks stirred something within me. Joker and I weren't close—hell, he was practically a stranger to me. But the way he acted made it seem like we were close to each other.

"No," I replied. "But I've made some enemies in the underground. I had to escape because I knew they would kill me. I ran into dangerous people while racing. I believe they were also associated with Sangho." Heat rose in my eyes as I spoke.

Joker tensed up visibly. Grim shook his head and opened the car door. Vinny, on the other hand, seemed skeptical. Wooin's eyes held a hint of amusement.

"No one's going to touch you," Wooin approached me and gently held my neck down to my collarbone. "I've already taken responsibility for you. No one has the right to harm you; you belong to us now, whether you like it or not," he whispered huskily.

I met his gaze, and we locked eyes for a long moment. Why was someone like him helping me? Was it because of my biking skills? My breath quickened as I glanced down at his lips.

"Let's go. Stop teasing the girl, Wooin," Grim's voice broke the moment from the car.

"She's teasing me too, can't you see the look on her face?" Wooin replied playfully. Vinny shook his head and rode off on his bike. I parted my lips and lowered my gaze to my feet.

Vinny's discomfort had a strong impact on me, and I couldn't focus on what Wooin was saying. I knew he still held some resentment towards me. If he didn't want me to join their group, I wouldn't do it just for him. I didn't want to be part of their crew if Vinny wasn't comfortable with me being there.

"Don't worry, Demitra. Vinny will come around to liking you soon. Your beauty is irresistible," Wooin said, his tone playful and uncertain.

"I cannot join your crew, even if you say no one will hurt me. Vinny doesn't want me to be part of the Sabbath, and I don't want to upset him further,"

Wooin's expression suddenly changed, and Joker also looked at him. "And now he's making me furious. I will fucking kill him--"

"I'll go talk to him," Joker assured his friend. "I'll handle it."

"I don't believe it, you might just end up punching him," Grim said from inside the car.

"My decision is final," I said formally. "I will help you the best I can. You can ask me anything. I can also share my knowledge when it comes to racing," Wooin still looked frustrated.

"I still don't like this. We want you in our crew, can't you see that?" Wooin whispered. "If only I could mark you as ours. I want to protect you from those Hummingbird losers."

Wooin's words caught me off guard. I glanced at Joker to gauge his reaction, and both he and Grim seemed serious.

"This is nonsense. Why would a famous crew want me?"

"You might be surprised if I tell you," Wooin licked his lips, showing off his long and sharp tongue. "Let's just say I get turned on by watching videos of you racing. Damn, how can you be so good?"