#they just know each other so well I'm going tk be sick

[sainzinnorris]

carlos's radio message of “ gap to lando every lap" and carlos intentionally slowing down just enough to keep lando within drs range , lando understanding the signal. when told by his race engineer about the gap (0.8) carlos goes like “ it's on purpose ”. do you understand how much coordination, trust and intimacy you have to have with THAT driver to have that amount of telepathy with? like. nobody apart from CarLando could pull that off. i repeat, nobody else.

[jalwyn21]

Different opinion, but why does travis have to go on and on about how great taylor is, he's only being subjected to this because of superbowl media days. Last time i checked taylor has only said one thing about him that he's "sweet".And he doesn't have to tell the media everything, what he's doing after to the superbowl. He's already gushed about her in wsj, to me that's enough, the incessant need for the general public and her fans, to want them to act like love sick teenagers when he clearly has other things on his mind like I don't know the superbowl. In recent pr articles, they expressed what they like about each other is that their both career driven, so him saying he likes that's she professional isn't really shocking.

She also said he was "metal" or something.. 😹😹😹

No, but seriously, because he has to now. It is expected of him to talk about her. And she must go to his games. And he must go to her shows. It's the new normal.

Babe, they invited people to the party, they chose the playlist so they better dance now. 😏 People want more content. MORE!

A wise man once said : "We live in a culture that is so increasingly intrusive … the more you give — and frankly, even if you don't give it — something will be taken. I understand people's curiosity in the world we live in, about people's private lives. Well, I don't understand it, but I know it exists. For me, I just don't feel it's something I want to offer up to be picked apart by people who don't know about it, and it's just not theirs to have. I'm aware people want to know about that side of things, but I really prefer to talk about work." And by wise man I mean Joe Alwyn. Joe Alwyn said that....

TS and TK decided to give, so they gotta keep on giving now.

[alrightbuckaroo]

home is wherever i'm with you

Oh, it's a day that ends in 'Y' so that must be Ada is cross posting yet another story from ao3. Anyways, if you stop to read this, I hope you enjoy <3

There’s one place that I call home and that’s because you’re there.

         - The Birdcage (1996) dir. Mike Nichols

May 2021

Carlos says, “I love you” in so many different ways, and TK loves each and every one of them.

There’s the standard, “I love you,”; that’s the one that fills TK with so much warmth; it could help him survive a cold winter's night.

He’s particularly fond of “I made your favorite for dinner,”; that’s one that TK could hear Carlos say every single night, and he would never get sick of it.

He’s even more fond of, “This song made me think of you,”; that’s the one that makes TK realize just how lucky he is. Carlos hears a story of love and finds a way to find TK in it.

Then, there’s his favorite,“Call me when you get home.” Maybe it’s a cop-out; seeing as it might be the one TK hears him say the most.

He first heard Carlos say it the first night they met. At first, TK found it a little strange. He thought it was overkill, in a way; the night had meant nothing. They had meant nothing; nothing more than a good time and a distraction.

Regardless, TK called Carlos and told him he made it home. TK could hear the smile in Carlos’ voice when he said, “Good, I just wanted to make sure you got home safe.”

And TK, well TK didn’t really know how to respond to that. All his life, he felt like he was the one who was meant to take care of other people. Take care of them, watch over them, make sure they were, well, safe. Even if they never felt that way about him.

Having someone feel that same way about him was foreign. TK hated it, he loved it, and he hated that he loved it.

He tried to suppress that part of him that didn’t want to fall prey to this same old story, time and time again. He tried to fight it.

Eventually, he lost that fight; and every time Carlos told him to call him when he got home, he’s so glad that did.

Even after they made it official, walk hand and hand and throw around the term boyfriend like a weightless force; Carlos never stops saying it.

When he leaves, and heads back to a bed that doesn’t seem nearly as warm, Carlos will kiss him goodnight and say, “I love you, call me when you get home.”

TK feels like he was being loved twice as much.

December 2021

Carlos stares at the dinner table; set for just one. He tries not to think too much about the break-up; but he’s found that he’s made TK’s favorite for dinner once again. He looks at his front door, like he’s waiting for TK to walk through it.

He lies in bed that night; just wanting to know if TK’s safe, if he made it home. Even if that home isn’t with him.

January 2022

Carlos is convinced his heartbeat has started to fall in sync to beeping sound of TK’s heart monitor. He’s exhausted, fatigued, irritable and he knows that he’s not going anywhere. Not until he’s sure TK is safe.

—

When TK wakes up, Carlos is the first person he sees and he thinks he might be dreaming. When Carlos places a hand on his cheek, TK can’t help himself. He pulls Carlos in closer, grasping onto his shirt; a way to ensure that Carlos is there. He’s still there.

In Carlos’ arms, TK feels safe. He feels like he’s home.

February 2022

Carlos is getting ready for bed, he’s in the bathroom brushing his teeth and thinking about the fact it’s no longer his home; but their home. He still has yet to exhale at the thought of it; as if waiting for the other shoe to drop.

He hears the front door open, and waits for TK to greet him with his usual, “Hi babe.” Instead, there’s a beat of silence followed by his phone ringing. It’s TK’s favorite song.

He walks out to the bedroom and grabs his phone off the night stand. He picks it up, the caller ID reading TK Strand with a bright red heart next to it. “Babe?” He questions, knowing TK’s already in the apartment.

“Hey babe,” TK peeks his head in the bedroom doorway, the phone still next to his ear. “I made it home.”

[reyescarlos]

tagged recently by @tarlosmalecand @lightningboltreader thank you both 💜 i feel so out of practice, but this story is insistent and demands i continue chipping away at it. so here's some awkward college exes for you guys in this never-ending multi-chapter fic im going to spend forever trying to finish

Music blares out of nearby bars and clubs, drunken Friday night laughter spilling out onto the streets around them. But even with all the chaotic sounds of other people’s merriment, Carlos feels grounded here in this space with TK.

He discreetly studies TK as he begins to eat, his ex absentmindedly watching people as they pass. A group of women in their early twenties walk on by, high heels clicking against the pavement as they go.

Carlos suspects they must be UT students as he and TK once were. In so many ways, it feels like a lifetime ago and yet, like only yesterday.

“Is it weird being back?” Carlos finds himself suddenly asking.

TK’s attention shifts to him. He still looks distracted, almost as if he’d forgotten Carlos was there at all.

“A bit. I almost feel like a ghost sometimes.”

The candidness stumps Carlos briefly, gnaws uncomfortably at the strings around his heart.

You’re here. You’re real and I see you, he wants to say. But the words get stuck.

TK laughs and rubs at his chin.

“Alright, that was kinda melodramatic, but it’s going to take some getting used to being here again. I'm glad to be back though, I really am. I’ve missed Austin.”

Carlos stops himself from asking if he falls under the umbrella of Austin. A truth or a lie would hurt all the same.

“How are your parents?” Carlos pivots.

TK brightens at this, clearly relieved by removal of the spotlight over him.

“They’re doing well. My mom is currently away on business. Shocker, I know.  And my dad is still doing a lot better, so I can’t complain.”

Carlos’ brows furrow deeply at the latter part of TK’s words. 

“What do you mean? Did something happen to him?”

TK opens and closes his mouth. “Right, yeah. You wouldn’t have– Um, he got sick a few years ago,” TK says, scratching at the bridge of his nose. “Stage 1B lung cancer, but he’s been in the clear ever since he went into remission.”

Carlos’ whole body feels cold at once, as if he’s been submerged underwater. He blinks twice, shaking his head to clear it. TK’s words were clear, but damn near impossible to make sense of as he plays them back once more.

“Wait, so you were dealing with that on top of everything else?”

TK smiles wistfully. “I’d already been sober for two years when he got his diagnosis so, all things considered, it could have been worse.”

He says it so nonchalantly and perhaps it shows how well-adjusted he is, but it worries Carlos nonetheless to hear. He can’t help but to wonder how TK coped at that time, if he had people he could turn to. It makes a part of him hurt knowing he was in the dark about it all, that there was nothing he could have done to help. What was he doing at the time while TK and his family had to endure that troubling news? 

It’s almost too much to wrap his head around what he’s hearing and to accept the harsh reality of just how much he’s missed from TK’s life over the last few years. It just serves as another harsh reminder of how far outside each other’s lives they’ve been. He can only hope they haven’t strayed too far that they can’t ultimately make their way back.

tagging @sunshinestrand as per usual 😅

[psychrolutidae]

Restless legs syndrome is prbably my least favorite knee sensation. Heres some childhood stuff that also makes my cpu overclock (reddit rant#2)

r/chronohaul

Man i wish i coud just do an audio message on here but im not doxxing myself im a [probably] autistic highschool girl who gets mass downvoted every few weeks. Anyway ive been thinking 🤔 I've been thinking 😁 idk how the Yakuza works and idc to learn cause thats a little too #real yanno so if I'm off the mark here i dont give a dam. But theres two ways the whole school thing can go: they go to whatever school together and probably don't speak to anyone other than each other (kai out of disgust, sickness etc, hari out of "ok that's what kais doing and i dont really have the desire to do anything else so I'll just follow him around [thats actually a pretty succinct chronostasis character analysis in general]"). i imagine kai would struggle with germs and stuff and hari would stand guard casually outside of broom closets and bathroom stalls while he had breakdowns in there (lost kitten by metric moments! listen to it now When you come undone i cover you uuuuppp) and then kai would just come back out not really looking any better and say Okay lets go.

And the other angle is the two of them confined to the hideout, the youngest in the building so having next to no one to ask for help with questions from the textbooks tht were requested to be procured by pops . This one Low Key makes me insane cause it completely recontextualizes them. Like wdym you two literally only had each other through your entire childhood and now you just say shit like "sorry 4 the wait i was trying to keep our trail clear" "thanks" likw HUH HUH

even the idea of them going to school together does that to me cause i doubt they ever talked to anyone but each other so. A little more socially adapted but still very isolated situation.

This would create The most insane codependency youve ever seen. Literally only having one other person your age who completely understands your living situation would drive you insane. The more i think about them the less likely i feel like it is to ever do deep character analyses on either of them without coming to the conclusion that they Cannot survive without each other. And that's gay as hell.

One more thing. Is the idea that they knew what their roles as adults were going to be. At a certain age they would cease to be friends and become boss and employee. And. They knew thjs the whole time. Allll the training chrono did tk become a marksman was done with the knowledge in mind that he was going to directly serve kai. How do u liveeee with ur best friend knowing ur gonna be directly subordinate to him indefinitely.&."!&!&!"!*!_!&! What did this knowledge do to their baby psyches. (It made them more codependent).

So non e of this stuff about them growing up in the organization together is evr confirmed but like ... if chrono was friends w kai as a child and then joined the shie hassaikai later in life i kinda doubt he would have as much admiration fkr what kai does for ut bc chrono does show a devotion for the SH. Hes like This is 4 the gang!!! And gets stabbed its like that vine with the guy shooting a basketball and saying This one is to end racism and then missing the shot. So to me this is my canon just cause it makes sense. And if it came out that chronos joining the sh was a "quit yr job" "why" "join my emo band" scenario well I'm gonna be really upset

Anyway just to be clear the potential autism isnt the reason i talk weird i just think its funny and Freeing to use weird diction and go off on tangents. The potential autism is definitely the reason i spend half an hour writing these things though. Love you all (no one is reading this) 💖

[stereopticons]

I don’t watch 911 but apparently everyone on my feed does. Can I request the tea? What happened that everyone is upset about?

Oh, anon. Are you sure you want to take the lid off of that box lol?

Well, everyone has their own opinion about this, but you came to my blog, so I'm going to give you mine with the caveat that this is my personal opinion about what went down.

I don't know how much you know about 911 Lonestar (or if you know that there are two 911s--911 and 911 Lonestar--sorry if you do, it took me way too long to cotton on to that before I started watching) but TK and Carlos are main characters, and have been one of the main couples on the show, which is notable because they are a queer couple on a prime time drama. We've spent three seasons getting to know these two characters.

TK and Carlos got engaged at the end of the last season so we were all eagerly anticipating some nice wedding planning content, but instead what we got was finding out that Carlos is secretly married to a woman and has been for years and never mentioned it to TK. The only reason he mentioned it in this episode was because the wedding venue they wanted suddenly had an opening. And his wife is someone who was mentioned in season 1 but never in the context that they were more than passing acquaintances (it's a long story, but basically she was missing and Carlos was friends with her sister Michelle, but neither her nor Carlos ever indicated that he knew her?). Idk it was a whole thing.

It's bad writing. Really bad writing. And for me, personally, I thought we could expect better from this show.

This is all my opinion, but none of it makes sense. It's all out of character for both Carlos and TK. It feels like these are entirely different people than the Carlos or TK we saw in the previous three seasons and not in a good character-growth kinda way.

Personally, I am so fucking sick of shock value writing like this. Particularly when it comes to queer characters. I admit that I have absolutely been spoiled by Dan and Schitt's Creek. A few years ago, I never would have dared hope for getting to see a queer couple just get to be happy on TV, much less on a primetime drama. But I did hope for it, and instead we got this. That is the primary reason I am so upset by this. We deserve better.

That's also the primary reason why I think I won't continue to watch the show. As a queer person, I have been burned so many times by media like this. And I'm sick of it. I don't want to wait it out and hope for tiny little scraps of happiness. I want them to get to be joyously, incandescently happy with each other. I don't want them to have to be strong. I want them to just be.

Anyway. Sorry for soapboxing a bit, but there's the tea, I guess.

[rangergurlgleek1211]

Why Can't Things Ever Be Simple?

This story was originally for one of my 30 days of Tarlos challenge quotes: “I’m sick of being the one who always makes everyone miserable and worried”

But as usual, the idea kind of ran away from me, a fic which was supposed to be 1000 words ended up being 2500 so I'm gonna try and write another one for that story instead. If I have missed any tags please let me know.

Rating: Not Rated General Audiences Archive Warnings: Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings Fandoms: 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020)  Categories: M/M Relationships: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Owen Strand & TK Strand, TK Strand & Paul Strickland, Mateo Chavez & Paul Strickland, Mateo Chavez & TK Strand, Firehouse 126 Crew (9-1-1 Lone Star) & TK Strand, Nancy Gillian & TK Strand & Tommy Vega Characters: TK Strand, Carlos Reyes (9-1-1 Lone Star), Owen Strand, Paul Strickland (9-1-1 Lone Star), Tommy Vega (9-1-1 Lone Star), Nancy Gillian (9-1-1 Lone Star), Marjan Marwani, Mateo Chavez (9-1-1 Lone Star), Original Child Character(s),Judd Ryder (9-1-1 Lone Star)

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Hurt TK Strand, TK Strand Whump, Protective Firehouse 126 Crew, Protective Carlos Reyes (9-1-1 Lone Star), Minor Injuries, Feels, Mild Language

Summary: Medical Calls should be straightforward and simple. But when Tk is involved that is never the case. The 126, medical and Police are sent in search of two young boys who go missing on a school trip. Simple right, nope not when Tk strand is involved.

Preview

It was calls like today which Tk loved and hated all at once. One minute he was sitting at the station enjoying a cup of tea and breakfast and the next thing they were all rushing out to a scene where two young boys had somehow gotten separated from their school trip while out visiting the Austin woods.

Calls like these worried him most because it was all unknown to them what the outcome was going to be. The woods were vast and there was so much space to cover and so little time. The Austin woods get dangerous at night with so many woodland creatures roaming around from coyotes, foxes, bats, raccoons, possums, skunks, deer, and snakes.

Tk just hopes they can find them in time. Glancing over at Carlos who has joined their group with some other medical units and officers. They smile at each other as they listen to Owen giving instructions. Sending most of the police and non-126 medical team units together.

“I need all hands on deck, we have two lost boys called Chris and Max out in these woods and it is critical we find them as soon as possible. Police and park rangers have already got one group going and we are going to join them. We are splitting up into three groups. Ryder, Marwani, Vega, you head right. Strickland, Strand, Chavez you go left and I will go straight on with Gillian and Reyes who are joining our team for the search. Everyone stay focused, watch your step and stay safe ” Captain Strand explained glancing specifically at Tk and then the rest of his team and future son-in-law. Giving out instructions and making sure to send one medical personnel with each group in case they run into trouble.

They all nodded their heads as they started to walk in the directions they were told. Tk and Carlos heading in their directions glance back at each other. Carlos mouths ‘Stay safe’, Tk saying ‘You too’ as he smiles and turns around following Paul and Mateo.

“So what's the plan,” Mateo asks as they walk through a dense part of the forest.

“Stay together and keep a lookout, that's all we can do, we have our maps as well in case we get lost. Remember the walkie-talkies are the only communication we have so don’t lose it. Danger Magnet Strand I’m aiming that at you” Paul exclaims raising his eyebrows.

TK just glares back at Paul as they continue walking.

Three hours later and they haven’t had any luck. The sun is starting to shine down on them and their all feeling the Austin heat. Captain strand and Captain vegas have all checked in also having zero luck on their searches.

“Guys remember to drink some water” Tk shouts as Paul and Mateo are walking slightly ahead of him as they have all decided to space themselves out within seeing range to search more areas.

They all stop to have something to drink and pause for a moment to catch their breath.

“This is getting ridiculous, someone should have found some kind of clue as to where they could be by now” Tk exclaims.

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[tarlos-spain]

Flufftober Day 9

Prompt: Love language

Fandom: 911 Lone Star

Pairing: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand

Title: A quiet afternoon

TK was thankful that they had bought a sofa big enough for family emergencies, those stormy days when both Tomi and the twins shared a bad cold and they, on their holiday, were the nurses, with water, juice and milk with honey, perfect beds for one of the children to nap on when their fever broke and above all, the dads that the children needed, just because they were sick.

He was also thankful that he had made a purchase of all the vegetable creams that the children liked two days before and had almost inexhaustible stocks of boxes of tissues and children's paracetamol, as well as syrup for the snot.

Finally, he was grateful that they were able to marathon the Star Wars movies until the kids fell asleep from fever. But they always managed to make it through more than one movie until they took a nap, lying on the couch.

Neither of them enjoyed it when the kids were sick, but there was one small moment, when their three children were engrossed in rescuing Princess Leia from the death star. At that moment none of the children were coughing, there was no snot, they had finished their juices but they didn't need anything else, none of the children needed anything.

Carlos and TK looked at each other and both smiled, with a gesture that said "we are doing fine.".

As the movie progressed, Tomi was the first to yawn, but his favorite part came, the X-wings about to destroy the death star, so he recovered quickly and sat on Carlos' legs jumping for joy when one of the small imperial ships was destroyed, while his father tried to put the handkerchief on his face to wipe his snotty nose.

By the time the first movie was over, it looked like Gabriela had fallen asleep on TK's lap but, her father didn't have time to say that maybe they should save the movies for the next day Gabriel claimed to start the second movie because Hoth was his favorite planet in the whole Star Wars saga.

The afternoon was spoiled a bit when Gwyn had to run off to the bathroom because the toast with Philadelphia cheese hadn't been sitting well. TK went with her, while Gabi sat on Carlos' free leg.

"This is only because you have a cold. Tomorrow I won't let you torture like this."

The two kids burst out laughing as Carlos played dead on the couch and began to tickle her, until TK returned with Gwyn in his arms, somewhat pale from exertion and vomiting and in the mood for some warm tea.

The second movie passed quickly. TK and Carlos had made a bet to see which of the three children would fall asleep first. They talked quietly enough, so that none of the kids would realize what they were up to, as they watched the movie.

"Can't I vote for you?" said Carlos looking at his husband and TK murdered him with his eyes and stuck his tongue out at him. "You're the one who falls asleep watching movies and we slept badly tonight with the sick kids."

"I'm not going to sleep."

Carlos stifled a laugh at how cranky her husband was getting when TK knew he was right. He would wake up when the kids were already in bed and say that Carlos had been too quick making dinner, when in reality he didn't want to admit that he was exhausted.

Ultimately TK hated that her husband knew him so well, that no words were needed between them for Carlos to know what was going to happen.

However, it was the same with the children. Within the four walls of the house there were no secrets between them, but if there was one thing that knew everything, it was Detective Reyes.

"I think it's going to be Tomi, he was the one with the highest fever the last time we measured it."

"Okay, if I can only choose between them, I'll say Gwyn because he threw up." Said Carlos patting Gabi's head who was now lying on top of him.

In the end none of the three children saw how Han's rescue from Jabba's clutches on Tatooine ended and the truth is that none of the two knew exactly which of the three children had fallen asleep first, because exhausted from a complicated night, both TK and Carlos had fallen asleep with the opening letters of the last movie.

[stormblessed95]

Hi storm. First of all thank you so much for answering to all the asks so well. I really appreciate your positive approach. Also you never say things without any legit link or proof. So that's really commendable. Please keep up the good work. I want to know yesterday a few tkkrs said tkk went home in the same car which later got proved wrong, they took separate cars. But Jikook didn't travel together either, JK went alone and JM with Namjoon. Do you think they are still together or they are still a couple? Please don't hate me, I'm a new jikooker, I love their bond, but so many ppl are saying they grew distant, do you think it's possible they broke up?

Please have a lovely day and take care! 💕

Hello, thank you for the kind words. I'll answer this since you are new and seem truly just geniune in your ask. I'll also advise you to curate your timeline away from toxic shippers who edit and Manipulate footage or make it seem like any of the members don't like each other. A lot of this can be answered just by going through my old posts. I'll link you to some below. But the short answer here is, I think Jikook are absolutely fine and there has been nothing in any of their interactions together that make it look like they are a couple who are trying to find a working relationship again after a break up. They seem find and you can feel and see the emotional intimacy and connection between them in any interactions we do see.

This anon explained it well just recently with the car sharing and other moments that I added briefly onto:

I was a little more rude in this response to someone insisting KM have broke up in 2021, but it includes their NY moments just recently which also showcased their emotional intimacy that is still there and still thriving, the way they supported each other and looked to each other for comfort through the UN speech especially:

A response to someone saying they have drifted apart during 2021:

Sane thing as above but with black haired Jikook over Summer 2021:

A third ask about Jikook from Butter era being supposedly distant. Here I also talk about how it's normal normal couples to fight and again, discuss the content timeline and how released content works and how we don't see everything that happens during an era until much later usually:

A post that I responded to during the first week or two that I started this blog right after Butter was released about how Jikook have broken up or were heading in that direction:

A post about how there is no discomfort or panic between Jikook whenever they interact together which is some weird agenda spread by other shippers (mostly tkkrs) who try to invalidate jikooks bond in an effort to prove their ship:

My response to chronically insecure jikook shippers during an ask a while ago:

Why watching original content and not just clips from shippers can help erase that insecurity:

My response here to this ask for someone who was insecure over Jikook because they acted too much like a couple sometimes and what if they truly are just acting:

And because fanservice in regards to Jikook get brought up a lot by new and insecure jikooker... No, Jikook are not acting and they are not fanservice. That is spread by antis and devalue their bond anyway they can. You can find all those fanservice post series on my masterlist, which I encourage you to check out as well. There is a lot there. I know this is basically just a bunch of links to a bunch of different posts covering way more than you asked for. But I wanted to just go ahead and link to all the times I've talked about this topic. About people who are insecure or who are antis trying to insist to people that Jikook are not close anymore or are distant. It's tiring to have the same conversation over and over again. This is again, nothing towards YOU, anon. I will be adding this post with all these links to my masterlist so I can send others here or they can find it on their own next time someone else has an insecurity over their bond ask for me. Makes it easier on me too. Lol

Thank you for your ask. Thank you for being kind about it and seeming like you genuinely care for my answer. Hope all this helps and doesn't overwhelm you or anything. Feel free to come back and ask any follow up questions or any others you may have. And welcome to the fandom 💜💜💜

[harbingers-appointed]

I am absolutely thriving with everything I'm learning about your AU ! I also have a couple of questions :)

You said the MC's soul was sent to hell while they were comatose, does that mean their physical body still remains in the mortal realm ?

If there is a Hell, is there also a Heaven ? And would Fuboo be God then ? Since YB is her son/creation...

Also, I suppose MC has an influence on Don's rebellion ? Whenever it is to stop or encourage it...

And how many of YB's subjects are currently doubting him and his rule ? And for what reasons would they think this power has "corrupted" him (a funny notion coming from demons) ? Is he a strict, unfair, too ruthless ?

As King of Hell, is YB the strongest of all demons ? Could Don or TK stand up to him ? Can he even be killed ?

Sorry if I'm asking too much 😅

I'm so glad to hear you're enjoying my little idea~ !♡ but oh wow there are a lot of questions so bear with me while I try my best to explain some answers!

Alright so as for Mc's soul being sent to hell, yes that does mean their physical body remains "alive" though some of the demons may argue that. You will have to be careful in who you trust since there will be different explanations given for why you've ended up where you are...

"Heaven" or a "eternal paradise" will be mentioned. Some of the demons will deny its existence completely, while others will admit to It being real- but never having seen it... I dont want to spoil everything yet. (; also I don't want to base this AU completely off of standard Heaven and Hell concepts, but there will be lots of similarities and references (such as the 9 circles for example.) But also my own take of what demons are and why they exist.

Considering this Au is under my control entirely, I like to think I'd be the New GOD (: I get to write whatever sick ideas I want and none of the characters have a choice on my decisions. ( However, credit is due to Fuboo for making the original game and characters of course!)

Yes, Mc's decisions will determine what happens with Don's rebellion. I am not sure how many "branching paths" I'd want. But I like to think if MC hears tell of Don's secret plans and they are devoted to YB, they would have the option of telling Yb... You can imagine where that would go. On the other hand, perhaps Don witnesses some of the ways Yb is treating MC and how Mc is struggling, wanting to be free. Perhaps he feels empathy towards You, or maybe you're just an opportunity to get to Yb since he clearly is obsessed with you.

I imagine that 1/4 of his subjects aren't pleased with his way of ruling, but most are likely too uncaring to ever consider rebelling or they have old fashioned views. As for thinking on why he is corrupted? I like to think that Yb has been their ruler for forever and yet all the Demons are still trapped in Hell and most don't know why. YB had become less caring in recent millennia, apathetic even to the struggles of his race. His great age and being the "First Demon" or "Orginal" demon leading some to believe just because he is old doesnt mean he has their best interests to heart. That he has changed because of his age(like growing crazed, or senile), and is not that "all knowing and kind ruler" he used to be(or was he ever~?). I want to make it clear that "Demons" is a loose term in this AU and are not inherently all "Evil". Though it is up to MC to come to their own conclusion on this. They will still do some "evil" things, but they are not humans so how is it fair to hold them to the same standards of "good and bad"?

YB's power is up for debate, in a head to head fight against Don for example Yb would have the upper hand. Don was by his side when he originally "fell" so they both know each others history pretty well, tactics, fighting style and such too. If Don wanted to win against YB he would need to sway more of the demons on his side and find a way to dampen his HellFire abilities/lower YB's defenses.. (The blue flames I like to think would be able to completely kill a demon permanently and is an ability only the King can possess). YB could be "killed" in a sense, but it would be difficult. Someone more worthy would have to be able to claim his powers- as for how? Well, you'll just have to wait and see... As for Tk vs YB? They wouldn't last In a fight with him. However Tk's knowledge and connections is where their strength lays. (Tk knows more about YB in recent times such as what YB has in plan for MC, while Don knows more about how he was originally... just for anyone whi asks what the difference between their knowledge is)

Alright I think that's an answer to everything (;

Sorry I can't give 100% solid answera right now, as I am still coming up with ideas for the AU. (Also it wouldn't be fun if I gave everything away...;))

I Absolutely love getting asks so don't be afraid to ask questions! Keep in mind some information may change as I develop the AU more (: I really think this would make a fun interactive story hahaha, I'm kind of bursting with ideas.

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Wait for me on the other side 2/8

Chapter Summary:

The mystery becomes clearer... or thicker... in any case a strange correspondence is born...

3888 words

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32948254/chapters/81944953

Alone, in the teacher's lounge, Loki poured himself a cup of coffee. His hands were shaking. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

He didn't hear the principal come in and jumped at the sound of her voice.

"I know about the accident in Vanaheim Square.  Carol and I had to get there because there were students from the school on the bus. Fortunately none of them were hurt. The paramedics who knew you were a teacher here, told us you put up a good fight for that man."

Loki sighed, "But it wasn't enough. I may know first aid perfectly, but it wasn't enough." He paused, his throat tight before continuing, "I have to get back to class."

He headed for the door.

"Loki?"

Loki stopped and turned around, Natasha put her hand on his shoulder and said gently, "Do me a favor. On your day off, get as far away from here as you can. Okay? Go somewhere you feel... somewhere that brings you peace."

Loki nodded his head before going on his way.

**********

Mobius left the house and headed for the pickup. Before entering, he slipped a letter into the box and raised the flag, then set off for his work.

**********

At the same time Loki decided to follow Natasha's advice and headed for New Asgard. He drove north of the small village.

The day was clear and bright, with a slight breeze.

He stopped at the small local grocery store where he knew the owners well, to buy his lunch.

He greeted them as they entered the store, "Hi Laura, hi Clint!"

"Hey Loki! Haven't seen you in a while. How are things in the Big Apple?"

Loki shrugged and replied, "Good. I'm getting my bearings little by little"

Clint asked, curious, "What are you doing here?"

"I just needed to get out of the city. Needed the fresh air, and I missed the peaceful life here."

"I hear you, I wouldn't want to come back to the city for anything in the world." replied Laura while bending down.

"What's the matter, honey?"

She stood up straight, a little girl in her arms.

"Hey Lila, how big you've gotten!" exclaimed Loki. "How old are you now?"

"Two." replied Laura. "Say hello to Loki, Lila, you like him don't you?"

"Hi Woki!" chirped the little girl and held out his arms. Loki took her in his arms and pressed a kiss on her forehead. She giggled.

They talked for a few more moments and then Loki headed for the house on the cliff.

Once there, checking first that no one was there, Loki got out of the car and walked through the forest just behind and then went for a long time to admire the lake below the cliff, the wind blowing his long black hair. As the sun began to set on the horizon, he thought it was time to go home, but didn't hurry either.

Just as he was about to get into the car, he noticed the flag raised from the mailbox. Acting on an impulse, he opened it. Inside, there was a single envelope. To his surprise, it was addressed to him.

Loki sat down in the car parked in front of the house, and began to read the letter.

I got your letter. Is this supposed to be some kind of joke?

Because, if so, I don't understand.

Loki frowned as he continued to read.

I am not the "next tenant".

There was no previous tenant.

The house has been uninhabited for over twenty years.

At first I thought maybe you had the wrong place.

But how did you know about the paw prints?

Lok was confused. He pondered for a moment, then reached into his bag to find a pen and paper.

**********

Mobius pulled up in his pickup truck, happy to have finally finished his workday. The flag on the mailbox was up. He opened the box. A letter inside, he recognized Loki's handwriting. He looked at it as he walked along the path to the house. It was from the same address Loki had given him to forward his letter, 105 MacDougal Street - Greenwich Village.

Once inside, Mobius was startled to feel something crawl between his legs. It was the alligator that had left the pawprints. Apparently it had chosen to live here and had figured out how to get in.

Perfect! Now he would have to find out what an alligator might need.

He opened Loki's letter and began to read.

**********

A few hours later, Mobius was waiting in front of the huge building exuding opulence and majesty, overhung by the two familiar letters, TK, Time Keepers.

He smiled as a short, dark-haired man, looking a little younger than him, stepped out.

Mobius shouted, "Casey!"

The younger man, seeing him, exclaimed, "Mobius! What the hell are you doing here? You're supposed to be busy in your little store."

Mobius replied with a smile, "I'll never be too busy to seek out an old friend and buy him a drink."

Casey answered softly, "I'm really touched."

Then Mobius added sheepishly, "I had to do something in town actually."

Casey laughed and retorted, "It's good to see you." before giving him a hug.

Over his shoulder Mobius saw a woman walk out.

Their eyes met and Mobius whispered, "Ravonna." The woman froze before continuing with a quick step. Mobius watched her go.

"Come on Casey, let's get out of here."

A little later, at a bar in Manhattan, Mobius and Casey are sitting at a table with burgers and beers.

Casey asked him, "So, how's life in your little store?"

Mobius smiled before answering, "Well, it was a challenge starting out on my own, sometimes it's frustrating depending on the clientele, but basically I..."

Casey finished his sentence, "Say no more, you're enjoying yourself."

Mobius nodded, "That's right, I'm also my own master and all in all it works out pretty well."

Casey toasted with his drink can, "I'm happy for you."

"Mind you, I bought a house.."

Casey's eyes widened, "So your business is actually doing really well."

Mobius chuckled, "I mortgaged up my underwear. But I don't regret it."

Casey took a sip of beer and asked him, "You never regretted leaving TK?"

Mobius shook his head, "Even though I know you like working there, this big conglomerate was not for me. When we wanted to create it, it was to give everyone access to quality watches at a fair price, but Ravonna got lost in the process. Does she ever ask about me?"

Casey shook his head, "She's too busy making money, and I don't think she likes me, I thought she was going to fire me today, because I didn't sell enough watches."

"Don't worry, you know her tantrums, she'll be like she used to be tomorrow."

They continued the evening, chatting happily.

Mobius offered to drop Casey off at his house before heading home.

"If you don't mind, I'd just like to mail a letter before I leave."

He parked his pickup around the street corner and walked, looking for an address.

He said aloud, "105 MacDougal Street - Greenwich Village."

Casey, who had followed him, asked, "What is it?"

Mobius looked around, puzzled, and replied, "I'm not sure."

"Who lives there?" inquired Casey, curious.

"I don't really know."

Mobius checked three times, but he was in the right place. Except there was only a recently dug foundation, no habitable building.

He took the piece of paper out of his pocket. The last letter from Loki. The return address was correct: 105 MacDougal Street - Greenwich Village

Mobius stared at the letter because he noticed something odd. It was dated March 31, 2021.

**********

Loki walked through the hallways of the school, examining the new letter from Mobius.

There must be a mistake, I tried to mail the letter in person, but there is no habitation at this address, it's just a foundation.

And the date is wrong too.

Loki, annoyed, scribbled a note and as soon as class was over, he went to put the letter in the box.

**********

In the house on the cliff, Mobius was reading the last letter received in his kitchen, leaning against the counter.

I received your last letter.

I don't know if you will get the answer, but I want to get to the bottom of it.

By the way, for some reason the mail is not getting through to me. I still have to drive here to get it.

Anyway, all this to say that I didn't make a mistake with the address.

I know where I live thanks!  Ok, it's ugly, but it's not a foundation either.

And I'm not stupid either, it's 2021.

Mobius laughed at what seemed to him to be a foolish joke and continued reading.

Just out of curiosity: what year do you think it is?

**********

On his couch with a glass of wine in hand, Loki studies Mobius' latest note.

It's 2019

SO PLEASE STOP BULLSHITTING ME.

Loki laughed, incredulous. Croki looked at him.

He patted his head while thinking, before getting up and walking over to his dresser and from a drawer he pulled out a shoebox full of pictures.

He began to rummage through the photos. He came across a photo he had forgotten about, him as a younger man with his then girlfriend, Sigyn. They were in each other's arms, laughing, in love.

He looked at it for a second, then put it away and continued searching.

He finally found the photo he was looking for. It showed Loki and others, outside at night, wearing T-shirts and jeans, with snow falling around them.

He turned it over. On the back is a date printed by the developer: APRIL 3, 2019.

**********

The wind was blowing hard when Mobius arrived home to find the flag on the mailbox raised. Inside was a new letter from Loki. He picked it up and ran across the road, because the sky was really starting to darken.

While preparing his meal, he read the letter.

Since you don't believe me, I'll give you a little warning.

There was a bad flu in the spring of 2019.

I remember it because it snowed suddenly in early April and for a long time.

After that, everyone got sick.

Mobius rolled his eyes and looked at the calendar, today was April 2.

He continued to read.

So, my mysterious pen pal, if you really are where... or when... you say you are...

I hope you are getting plenty of rest and drinking lots of herbal tea and eating fruit to store vitamins.

Warm milk with honey is also effective. And above all, cover yourself well.

Mobius chuckled, "Snow, right."

He crumpled up the letter and went to throw it away.

As he opened the trash can, he suddenly began to sneeze.

After a few seconds, the realization fell on him and he turned back to the bay window.

A magnificent sight was displayed before his eyes, although the beauty left him indifferent, so shocked was he by the implication of what he saw.

It was snowing heavily.

Stunned by both the cold that was coming on and what had just happened, he went to bed and slept like a log.

The next morning, he went to the snow-covered mailbox, and after struggling with the flap, he quickly slipped in a letter and closed the box, almost as if he was afraid it would bite him. He pulled up the red flag.

**********

Same day - 2021

Loki opened the box, took out the letter from Mobius and then lowered the flag.

He pulled out the letter, which had only one line.

CAN THIS BE HAPPENING?

Loki, with trembling hands, took a pen and answered, then put the letter in the box and raised the flag.

Same day, same place - 2019

Mobius stared at the snow-covered box whose flag had just been lowered and it began to scare him a little. Shaken by a sneeze he rolled into a ball and when he raised his head he saw that the flag was up again. He took a step backwards but after a few moments, curiosity being the strongest, he opened the mailbox with great hesitation and took out... his note. The same as the one he had just put there. Slightly disappointed, but also reassured, he sighed and relaxed.

But when he opened the note, he gasped.

CAN THIS BE HAPPENING?

YES.

**********

April 5, 2021

Loki returned home, a little dazed.

Sensing that something was wrong with his owner, Croki followed him into the living room.

Loki took him in his arms and placed him next to him on the sofa. Croki put his head on Loki's knee and Loki patted his head absentmindedly.

Then Loki took a paper and began to write.

April 5, 2019

Mobius was on his bed, surrounded by used handkerchiefs and still having trouble believing the letter from Loki that had just arrived in the box.

The alligator, that had really taken up residence in his house, was lying at the foot of his bed.

I don't know about you, but I don't even know the right questions to ask. Can you tell me something that might shed some light?

Mobius wandered around the house, thinking, trying to find a connection, when he arrived at the front door and saw the alligator's tracks in front of the door.

He grabbed a piece of paper from the phone and scribbled quickly.

I think we have the same pet.

Let's do a little test, so that we don't always have to wait for the other to answer, let's meet on April 7th at 10am in front of the mailbox.

He went to put the letter in the mailbox. He raised the flag and went home to crawl under his comforter, exhausted by his cold and the emotions.

April 6, 2021

Loki got up early to drive to the house on the cliff, hoping that his mysterious pen pal had answered him.

His heart pounding, he saw the flag raised and ran to the box, opened it and grasped the small piece of paper with trembling fingers.

He answered and put the note in the mailbox.

Is it a dwarf alligator?

See you tomorrow then ;-)

April 7, 2019/2021 - 10:00 am

This is how, two years apart, an extraordinary letter exchange began, punctuated by the movement of a small flag on a mailbox.

M: Hello and yes it is an alligator.

L: Does it rub against your legs as soon as you come in and follow you around until it gets fed.

M: Yes.

L: I named him Croki.

Mobius looked at Croki at his feet and said, "Nice to meet you, Croki."

The little alligator rubbed at his feet as if it understood.

L: Perhaps we could introduce ourselves properly.

I'm Loki, you know that, and I've just arrived as a literature teacher in an institute for extraordinary students.

M: My name is Mobius. I make and repair antique watches. I have a little store called Miss Minute. This is the mascot of my store.

Loki giggled when he read the name of the store and saw the little drawing next to it. A small watch straight out of a 1950s design. It was actually kind of cute.

He took on a serious look as he read the following words.

M: Okay. I'm still trying to figure that out. If two years from now you're living in a building at 105 MacDougal Street - Greenwich Village... that doesn't exist yet... where are you, uh, "now" in 2019?

L: I'm studying for my PhD in literature at the Brooklyn College of the Arts.

Loki stopped writing and looked around before continuing.

L: And now I'm corresponding in an extremely weird way with someone I've never met. Too, too , too weird!!!

M: What's it like in 2021?

L: It's great. Everyone is driving around in flying cars. We all wear metal colored suits and we all have super powers.

Mobius smiled at the joke before continuing to read.

L: Actually nothing has really changed. No. We're moving to 5G and Samsung and Apple are still competing as much as ever.

I'm going to have to leave, I have class this afternoon. I won't be able to make it for three days, my next day off.

But... one thing worries me. What if, by sending these letters, by communicating in this way, we are accidentally altering the course of time itself, thus changing human history forever?

Mobius reflected for a moment before answering.

M: You're right, let's not do that.

Mobius posted the letter and went into the house, Croki as usual rubbed at his feet and started following him around.

"Croki! That's enough!"

He took the alligator in his arms and placed it next to where it used to eat. "You wait here and stop following me."

For three days he repeated the same trick several times until Croki quietly waited actually near his bowl. He gave him a small piece of fresh fish to congratulate him, "Good boy.

Despite what they seemed to have decided, he then wrote a small note and went to put it in the mailbox, which he raised the flag. He just hoped that Loki would still come and check.

April 10, 2021

Loki read the letter again as he entered his apartment, having understood absolutely nothing.

Sorry, I did change one little thing.

Loki closed the door and while he expected to be almost knocked over by Croki who always came to slip between his legs, nothing.

He went to the kitchen and was surprised to see Croki waiting for him next to his eating place.

No need to thank me.

Loki laughed out loud in a way he hadn't in a long time.

**********

The next day, sitting in class waiting for the next students, he was still wondering how he could thank Mobius.

When suddenly appeared shyly on the doorstep, Kamala.

Which was strange, because the bubbly girl was anything but shy, and especially not with him.

Surprisingly, since she knew that he specialized in Norse mythology, she had become attached to him and it was not uncommon for her to linger at the end of a class to discuss with him some point of her reading on the subject.

Natasha and Loki's colleagues had told him that this was the first time since Kamala had arrived that someone had managed to channel her energy.

"Ahem Professor... Loki?" she wore her strange oversized red scarf as always.

"Loki will be enough as always, Kamala." replied Loki softly to her.

"Come in."

She walked over and put something on his desk.

"Um... I wanted to thank you, because you always take the time to answer me no matter when I come and no matter what my question is, so I made you this little something myself."

Loki, touched, unwrapped the small package, he took out a green scarf, obviously hand-knitted, whose workmanship looked a bit like the one the girl was wearing all the time.

He looked up and said in a soft voice tightened by emotion, "Thank you Kamala, that's very thoughtful of you."

"You're welcome! See you later." She left as always with her bouncy step.

Loki contemplated the scarf for long minutes, it had been a long time since anyone had had such a thoughtful gesture for him, and especially for something he had done.

"Congratulations professor."

He looked up at the owner of the voice that had pulled him out of his thoughts.

It was the gym teacher, Thor.

"What?"

"You are one of the chosen few who have the privilege of being among the people Kamala respects the most. She only gives this kind of personal gift to people she holds in high regard."

"Oh..."

Thor leaned against the doorframe.

"I came to invite you for tonight. We're having a movie night with colleagues, the ones you know, at the Bi-frost. Interested?"

A while ago, Loki would have refused, but tonight, perhaps because of Mobius or thanks to him, he decided to accept.

"I'll come, thanks for having thought of me. What movie?"

"You've got mail. After class we'll meet at the door and go together."

A few hours later, they were discussing the movie over beers and burgers. There was Heimdall, Thor, Bruce, Carol and even Natasha the principal.

Carol laughed at the main characters, "Honestly, it's really stupid this match,

falling in love over words, I'd go to her as soon as I knew who she was."

Loki squeezed Mobius' last letter into his pocket before speaking, "I find there is something pure about it. A correspondence, free from social barriers, appearances, free from the past...no need to worry about details. There's something exciting about it."

Loki didn't realize that they were all looking at him, surprised to see him showing so much passion.

Thor elbowed him, "Do you have someone in your life Lokes?"

"Hm?"

Natasha looked at him knowingly, "It's hard not to notice that you're writing or reading letters all the time."

Loki blushed slightly, "It's not that kind of relationship, although it's true I've never met him."

"Why?" asked Carol, curious.

"Let's just say it's... complicated."

Seeing that Loki didn't feel like talking about it, the others changed the subject and they continued to have a pleasant evening.

As he left for home later, Loki felt a pleasant warmth. For the first time in a long time, he no longer felt lonely.

He pulled Kamala's scarf tighter around his neck in the cool spring evening. Suddenly he knew how to do something for Mobius.

The next morning, he went to clothing stores in search of what he had in mind.

Three hours later, at the house on the cliff, he put a letter in the mailbox with a small package. He raised the little flag and headed back to town.

April 12, 2021

Mobius had just gotten up, and like every morning since the beginning of this strange correspondence, he went to check for mail and was pleasantly surprised to see the little flag up.

He returned a little later with a letter and a small package.

He opened the package and took out a black scarf adorned with small silver watches. He put it around his neck and sat down with a coffee in his armchair and started to read the letter.

Thank you for educating my little Croki. Here is a little gift to thank you.

Put this on and don't take it off for the rest of the month. It will be cold until the end of April.

Mobius tightened the scarf around his neck and smiled softly.

Mobius, I don't know if what we're doing will change the course of time, but what I am sure of is that it is affecting my life in a positive way, so I don't want to stop.

This connection I have with you has allowed me to reach out to others and for the first time since I left home, I don't feel lonely anymore.

I don't want to stop.

But if you want to, I will, all you have to to is to let me know about it.

In 3 days at 7am I'll come for your answer.

Yours, Loki.

_______

What will Mobius answer? Is he ready to continue this strange long-distance relationship... or rather long-term...? Answer in the chapter 3

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 (End)

As always, bear with me as it is not beta'd and english is not my native language I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless🥰

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Yes hi I would like to know Absolutely Everything that's on ur mind about Vocation 👀👀 I'm obsessed w it. How does Michelle start her vocation? What are some of the ways Marjan supports her and vice versa? I just. Need to know it all 🥺💖 they're my babies 🍑 (heartofmarjan)

Hey! You got it 😌🌸

@heartofmarjan

After Iris went back to living with the homeless group, Michelle kinda had a moment

We don’t see this, not really, so I wanted to take some creative liberty and see this thing from her POV

Basically she had a bit of a breakdown, because she did spend like three years looking for her sister, discovered that she’s schizophrenic and unmedicated, and then eventually lost her again

Yeah Iris was still there but she wouldn’t come home and she wouldn’t accept help

And it broke Michelle a little

Marjan was there to see the breakdown

They had been dating for about 9 months by then and Marjan had been a major emotional support nearing the end of the search for Iris

(Also it’s good to note that no one knows about Marjan and Michelle. They’re literally living together at this point but somehow have kept it a secret. It’s not that they’re really hiding it it just, never comes up? Well, Paul knows because Paul knows all. They know that Carlos will find out eventually and then tell TK, but that’s a bridge to cross later)

So when she found out about her going back to being homeless she was already driving to get Michelle

And the second she got in the car she just, burst into tears

They sat in that hospital parking lot for almost an hour while Michelle cried and Marjan just held her and promised she did all she could

But to Michelle it felt like she really failed

Her sister had been sick and she just didn’t notice, not in time

And yeah she was still alive and seemed to be able to hold her own

But she wasn’t letting Michelle help and it was all so much at once

Over the next few weeks she spent... a lot of time deliberating

She loved her job at the 126, she did, but something didn’t feel right

All this time she had been searching for her sister and now that she found her it just felt weird

Helping the homeless was what had helped her find Iris

If she had never worked with that group she may have never realized she was right there the whole time

And to Michelle it was a bit of a wake up call

She wanted to help people, she had taken an oath to help people and it’s what she knew she was meant to do

But maybe EMS wasn’t the right fit

Helping the homeless, bringing medication and resources and medical care to people who wouldn’t get it otherwise? Something about it just stuck with her

She wants to help so much

It was her calling, she realized

She was a bit anxious to talk to Marjan about it because quitting is... a huge step

And it meant they wouldn’t be working together

But of course her girlfriend was 100% supportive

And so Michelle got to work

She took some classes on counselling, mental health advocacy, conflict resolution; everything she could think of

She found a group that was looking for a full time advocate and medically trained employee

And then she put in her two weeks

People tried to talk her out of it

She was thinking too fast, was just upset about Iris, how could she throw this all away

But it’s what she was meant to do

Marjan just loved to see her so passionate about something

Putting all her energy into this, getting excited when she learned she got the job; it made her so happy

That was enough for Marjan

Marjan doesn’t let anyone talk shit about Michelle’s choice

When Tim was calling her selfish she defended her

But what we didn’t see was afterwards when she caught up with him and Nancy and was like

“She’s helping people, that’s all she ever wanted to do. This is what she thinks is best and I for one am proud of her. If you really do care about Michelle, then you should be proud of her too. You’re certainly in no place to call her selfish, or judge her at all.”

Nancy hugged Marjan after that because she agreed completely 💖

And she just keeps defending her and praising her for helping people 🥺

She’s so proud!! Her girlfriend wants to help people so much and she works so hard and no one is allowed to deny that or insult her choices

Marjan does get anxious when Michelle has long shifts though, especially when they run into the later hours

She knows she might be out alone in the alleys and under bridges and homeless encampments just aren’t the safest place

So she texts her whenever she has a chance to make sure she’s okay

And she definitely stays up to wait for her to come home

Michelle chastises her for it though, especially when Marjan has to work an early shift the next day but she’s still awake at 2 am waiting for her

Cue Michelle immediately tugging her off the couch, blanket cocoon and all, and nudging her towards their room

And she makes Marjan lay down while she gets cleaned up, insisting she rest because she has work

Marjan wants to stay up and talk to her though 🥺 (but 9/10 times she passes out before Michelle comes back from the bathroom gsjsk she’s sleepy 🥺🥺🥺)

They definitely text and call each other any time they have free time at work

Just to check in

And if one of them is home early or up before the other she’ll cook breakfast/dinner and make coffee

The coffee pot in their apartment is always on lmao

On the rare chance they both have the day off they love to spend it together

Michelle almost always wakes up before Marjan on these days and she’ll be making breakfast by the time she gets up

And she does try to help but Michelle playfully swats her hands away and tells her to go rest on her day off

Marjan doesn’t mind much though, but she doesn’t go back to bed. Instead, she’s content to just backhug her girlfriend and watch her cook 🥰

Also I’m gonna write a oneshot about this later but

Marjan takes calls to heart, every call hits her so hard even if she doesn’t show it at work

So a lot of the time she’ll get home from a bad call and just, burst into tears the second Michelle asks how her day was

Because she can’t hide anything from her and Michelle knows how much she cares about people

Every time without fail Michelle is there, to hold her when she cries and promise her things are okay

She did her best, she always does. Patients die and people get lost but she knows Marjan did everything she could and she’s saved way more people than she’s lost

And Michelle will make her tea or sit with her for as long as she needs, making sure she asks if Marjan wants space to pray/be alone or if she wants her there

They’re always there for each other 🥺🥺🥺

So yeah this AU is basically just Michelle’s vocation through her perspective and how hard it was for her to come to this decision but how important it is to her. And lots of Marchelle fluff and hurt/comfort because I’m a clown and they’re in love 🥺🥰

[maybememoriesx]

So I'm going to rant about some things that have royally fucked my day.

So this morning a newer coworker (shes been there about a month, still learning things) texted me saying that last night our other co-worker basically said that new girl and I weren't doing our jobs good. That we stay on the same rooms and dont know how to do enough on our own and ask for help too much.

This bitch dips out of work whenever she wants, usually leaving me or who ever to do stuff on our own. She plays the "You're fired" card a lot. Because shes been there over a year. Ive been there 5 months. But I damn well do as much if not more.

I clean, do any room, answer phones, reset any room that needs reset.

So thats the first thing that pissed me off.

Then y'all know ya girl collects squishmallows. Well like 15 new ones were released at fivebelow. So i go to five below. Literally one of the only places in canton to fucking get any. I walk in, see a girl in the check out line with a CART FULL of all the new ones! So ya girls excited! My store finally got them! NOPE. That bitch in line tool EVERY SINGLE NEW ONE. she had 3 or 4 of each character.

I ended up find one at the very bottom of the bin that i want. So I get to the register and im like "you know it's pretty messed up you let her buy so many of each character" the girl said "oh no! Its okay because that's what's selling!" Well bitch some others would like to get some too. Ive called the store the last two days to see if they have gotten the new ones and they never fucking answer.

So then my mom asks for the manager and the girl that shrugged us off saying it was fine said she was. We're like "okay but how can you not limit how many people can get" she said they had 3 or 4 boxes in the back still so its fine. So we go talk to the girl in the back. Who said the girl up front was not a manager, and that they have none in the back. All they put out today was all that they got.

So fucking awesome.

Then get to work.

First group I'm watching, break a key off in the safe in the room. So we literally had no clue what to do. Called old employees and our boss and he tried to talk to us what to do. After and hour and some we finally get the broken part out. Dealing with rude people, then the girl talking shit is like " so i talked to new girl last night but i wanted to talk to you" "i said okay..." "So you do great work, but you guys need tk start doing more of this and this room. And you need to learn this because i can't leave a room to do something blah blah"

Shes referring to me needing her to come to a gift voucher for me because no one has taught me what to do when getting asked. Well earlier that night the girl called asking about them. I told her that someone was coming in for some. Instead of showing me then how to do it. She pushed it off so when the lady came in had to get her help.

She told the new girl last night that i need to do other rooms, that I only stay in the lobby.

1. Ive been sick. For one weekend I had absolutely 0 voice.

2. I have done the two rooms away from the lobby for like four fucking months before i got sick. I ENJOY doing those two rooms more than the two in the lobby.

3. New girl was being trained on the one room and has not learned the last room yet.

Also guess what the girl who's saying were not doing enough did. She dipped out leaving me to run two rooms by myself.

I'm just honestly furious tonight.

[tarlos-spain]

Sicktember Day 5

Title: Fever night

Pairing: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand

Prompt: Prompt: Great… now I have your germs all over me

Summary: “Fever alarm. Strands in bed. Big Strand. Take the twins” Said the message that TK sent to Carlos.

He rolled over in bed, where Tomi was sleeping, as long as he was and snoring because of the snot that wouldn't let him breathe.

"Reyes at home in 2 hours." TK smiled at her husband's response.

It was the worst time to have a bad cold and end up lying in bed with a fever, a doggy cough, and Tomi's snot all over the place with the tissues the boy had already used.

Tomi would crawl into his bed when he was sick, and both TK and Carlos accepted the germs the boy was going to give them. TK had accepted the fate of catching a good cold.

It was always complicated colds when one of his children got them. It was longer, bringing a terrible migraine and bone pain. But it was all worth it when she could take care of her children.

However, those days Andrea and Gabriel were on a trip, celebrating their wedding anniversary and Carlos was working long shifts because there was a lack of police officers at the police station.

So when TK stayed home with Tomi because they both had sniffles, he panicked at the thought of the twins catching something. With her asthma attacks, Gabriela was at much higher risk than Gwen if she caught a severe cold. For how Carlos was in court working on an important case and would be gone all day.

So, since his father was out partying he asked him to stay with the girls to avoid putting the girls at risk. Initially, TK didn't want to burden his father with too much obligation and was willing to stay with Gwyn.

But if there was one thing they had taught their children TK and Carlos well, it was to look out for each other and if Tomi was his sister's superhero, Gwyn was the perfect bodyguard for her twin sister.

"Papa, she needs me. I always help her with her medicine." TK tried to convince him that Grandpa Owen would take better care of his sister if he was looking out for her alone. But the girls were Carlos' daughters and so they both had Carlos' damn cow eyes, which were able to get them everything and there was no way to separate them.

Owen carried both girls, one on each arm, at which point Gabi sneezed her grandfather in the face. "now I have your germs all over me." Owen said. "I guess this is a kind of baptism, isn't it?

Once alone in bed with Tomi and in the silence of the rest of the empty house. He took the opportunity to text Carlos despite the headache.

"Fever alarm. Strands in bed. Big Strand. Take the twins" Said the message that TK sent to Carlos.

He rolled over in bed, where Tomi was sleeping, as long as he was and snoring because of the snot that wouldn't let him breathe.

"Reyes at home in 2 hours." TK smiled at her husband's response.

He was sure he wouldn't notice the passage of time. As soon as he put the phone down on the nightstand and turned to the other side, he would close his eyes and be asleep in a matter of seconds.

It had been a long time since he had caught such a bad cold. It had knocked him out in less than a day. But knowing that Tomi had given it to him, he was prepared.

Carlos left the ringing phone in his pocket in case TK needed him to buy some medicine or just something from the nearest twenty-four-hour supermarket.

However, after five minutes and not wanting to disturb TK if he was sleeping, he sent a message to Owen

C - I'm staying home a bit to take care of the boys. The girls? O - Think they're coming down with it too. Napping and feeling warm. C - Gabi? O - Breathing seems fine. C - Check her vitals and her breathing every half an hour for the first two hours in case I'm not there yet. O - I will. I gave them both Tylenol and she did a treatment right before falling asleep C - Still watch her close. It hits fast when she's sick. O- Gwyn's hand is in the middle of Gabi's chest. Both sound asleep C - OK, I'm not panicking then O - Focus on the boys. I can bring the girls back after their nap and dinner if you still want. C - Sorry I didn't want to... It's just I feel I need to protect my family. But I'm still at work, TK and Tomi aren't feeling good, the girl's are with you... I'd like to be able to take care of all of them. O - I get it. But they're my family too C - Shit. I'm so sorry. Controlling freak here and a little asshole too right now. O - You are their dad and his husband. it's understandable, but try to trust me. C - I can do that. Can you have the twins until after dinner? When TK and Tomi are sleeping I'll get them. O - I can bring them over once there awake and fed. C- Could you really? TK's fever has me concerned. O - Then keep me posted about them too C - I will O - Time to go check on the girls

When TK woke up, Carlos was sitting on the bed next to him.

"Hey, babe your back," TK said as he saw him.

"Yes. How are you doing?"

"The girls? Gaby?"

"Still with your dad. He said both have fevers. Not a terrible one but Gabi is breathing fine."

Tomi was still sleeping, so the paramedic moved carefully so as not to disturb his son. Carlos helped him out of bed. He was tired and still feeling dizzy from the fever and let me carry him to the couch.