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After one of his children suffer a health scare, Carlos Reyes is forced to be in close proximity to his ex husband, TK Strand. He finds himself confronted by feelings that he shoved far down bubbling back up inside of him, threatening to spill over.
Or, the divorced tarlos co-parenting fic that nobody asked for, but I decided to write.
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Mature content
TK/Carlos + Touch
↳ 2.12 The Big Heat
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Prompt fill for @911actions For @literateowl who asked for: Carlos attempting to bond with Lou 2, with TK being supportive.
I loved the idea of Carlos keeping his bonding to a distance but also being so meticulous about it, getting Lou an animal book and his own little cup. And maybe dressing in the same color subconsciously. And TK melts and then will likely show Carlos how much he loves him later. I had a ton of fun doing this and I hope you like it too! ❤️
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SEVEN SENTENCE SUNDAY
didn’t have much time to count the angeles so it’s definitely over seven haha
“Dude, are you okay?” He looks up from where he had been spraying an unnecessary amount of lysol onto a lightswitch.
Nancy gives him a weird look, and he apologizes. “Sorry, I’m a little distracted.” He smiles at her in hopes to calm her worries before he grabs the mop, covering the floors in soapy water.
“It’s okay.” She replies, and for a moment, it’s silent. Until she speaks again. “We should hang out sometime. After work, out of these uniforms.”
He looks up at her, finding a gleam in her eyes. He nods, “that would be fun.”
they have fun at the 126 <3
911 Lone Star • 4.06 This Is Not a Drill
INSPIRATION WEEKEND
thanks for the tag @lemonlyman-dotcom!!
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tk/carlos trying to tell the Catan Gang™ in every episodes ↳ 3.18 · a bright and cloudless morning (part 5/6)
AND I'M PACKING A PIECE 9-1-1: LONE STAR (1.03)
Thanks to @annoyingcloudearthquake, @welcometololaland, @carlos-in-glasses, @nisbanisba, @strandnreyes, @whatsintheboxmh, @carlossreaders, @thisbuildinghasfeelings, @rangersoup, and @heartstringsduet for the tags!
HI THIS IS FROM ANOTHER JONAH FIC BECAUSE I'M ALLOWED TO WRITE WHAT I WANT 🙃
“Good morning,” he whispers into Jonah’s ear as he squirms. “Did you sleep good?” “Yes, but, Carlos, it’s FIELD DAY!” Jonah says, wiggling to the point that Carlos has to tighten his hold as he carries him down the stairs to the kitchen. “I know,” he says, setting Jonah on a barstool and making sure he’s balanced before stepping back. “Are you excited?” “YES!” The whole world could be powered by the amount of energy in this kid right now. He’s practically vibrating. “We get to go OUTSIDE and have HOT DOGS and I wear my SPECIAL SHIRT.” “It’s going to be so fun,” Carlos says. “Do you want cereal or waffles for breakfast?” “Can I have donuts?” “Not today.” Jonah sighs with long suffering. “I never get donuts.” “You got donuts on Saturday with Abuela.” “But Saturday was so many days,” he says glumly. It’s currently Tuesday.
Tagging @lemonlyman-dotcom, @bonheur-cafe, @henrygrass, @emsprovisions, and whoever else would like to share!
Thank you for the tag, @annoyingcloudearthquake @carlos-in-glasses @carlossreaders @thisbuildinghasfeelings @nisbanisba @heartstringsduet
This is from the final chapter of my get Owen's butt back to Austin fic- out on Monday!
His brother, sitting on the floor, turned to face him. “Can we take Honeydew with us to walk?? Please please?” “We can ask,” TK told his brother. “Because tomorrow, we’re going to take Buttercup with us, and I don’t think we can handle three dogs”. “No, that might be a lot,” Owen agreed. “I can take Buffy!” Jonah offered eagerly. Buffy started to clean his ears and he giggled. “See! She agrees with me!” “Jonah, Buffy loves you so much,” Owen told him, ruffling his hair. “She told me how much she loves having you visit”. “Pops, doggies don’t talk,” Jonah told him very seriously. “They don’t?” Owen said with surprise. “Jonah, are you sure about that?” While Owen and Jonah debated this topic, TK went next door and knocked on the Cutlers’ side door. “TK!” Tom came to the door with a smile. His white hair, beard, and glasses made TK think of the Santa Clause in Coca-Cola ads, but he didn’t want to tell him that. “Good to see you! What brings you by?” “Good to see you too, Tom,” TK said, shaking his hand. “My little brother wanted to see if Honeydew came with us when we took Buffy for a walk. I understand if she can’t, though”. “Nonsense”. Tom waved his hand dismissively. “Honeydew would rather take a walk with you young bucks over us”.
No pressure tagging- I tag @anewkindofme @laneybishop89 @henrygrass @everlastingday @firstprince-history-huh @kiankiwi and anyone else who wants to share- open tag
thank you @welcometololaland @nisbanisba @carlos-in-glasses @strandnreyes @bonheur-cafe @whatsintheboxmh @carlossreaders @alrightbuckaroo @heartstringsduet for the tags <3
2022 “What’s on your mind, mijo?” “Huh?” Carlos blinks and shakes his head, looking over at her as his mom places a hand on his arm and then reaches for the knife he’s holding. “What?” “You’re making them much too big, Carlitos,” Andrea says. “Let me.” “No, I can-” “Let me,” she says again, and Carlos knows to acquiesce. He steps to the side and watches her finish dicing the tomatoes, and then reach for the onions. She slices the top and bottom off of each, and then gets to work peeling them. “While you tell me what’s going on.” My ex boyfriend is back in town, he wants to say, desperately. It’s his own fault that he can’t. It’s been too long. She’d be far more upset about the fact that he never said anything about the boy he was dating, than the fact that it was a boy. “Nothing,” he responds, but takes a seat on the other side of the island, aware he’s been dismissed. “I’m sorry, mamá. I was just distracted.” “I know.” She smiles at him, and then her face shifts into something more concerned. “Are they working you too hard? You don’t have to put in all of those extra hours, you know.” “No, no, work’s fine,” he says. He can’t lie to her, but he also can’t dare open the can of worms about TK being back. And work is fine. Better than fine, in fact. He doesn’t know what he’d do if he didn’t have teaching to pull him out of his head. Something about being in an environment where he’s made to deal with the problems of 25 fifteen-year-olds on a daily basis makes it hard for him to care about his own. “Just tired lately, I guess.”
tagging @paperstorm @sanjuwrites @reyesstrand @tellmegoodbye and anyone else who wants to share!
Happy Wednesday <3 It's late here and I hope I'm not too late to the party. This is something for @911lonestarangstweek that my dear friends helped convince me to post despite some self-doubt. Thanks for the tags peeps, I will tag back at the bottom <3
He knows something has been broken in him with one blink of Carlos’ perfect eyes, because as soon as he muddles through his confusion and allows Carlos one step closer, into a relationship, he once again finds himself adrift. Somewhere in the darkness of Carlos’ soft eyes, he loses himself.
Usually, it’s something insignificant.
“Damn, you don’t like fish…” Carlos had said, the first date that TK wasn’t ready for.
There had been other issues, bigger issues than a snapper that night, so TK had never had to tell him that he was right.
He does not like fish. But when Carlos tells him one month into properly dating how he threw said snapper in the trash and went straight to bed that night, laughing now because well it turned out well, TK finds the twinkle in the corner of Carlos’ eyes and says, “I’d love to have a redo of that date.”
Carlos’ eyes sparkle. The depth of the ocean has nothing on them, holds less water than Carlos has love for him. There’s nothing in this universe he seems to like more than taking care of TK.
It’s one more thing TK won’t know for a while, and when he does, it’s still hard to accept this care will stick around. It’s ironic really, because that is the same vein of what TK thinks he needs to do to keep it: make Carlos happy. Make concessions so Carlos won’t ever run like he had, so that he will keep looking at TK like this.
So TK eats fish from now on. After a few bites, the thought of eating something that makes his tongue curl shuts off a little and becomes bad but bearable. Carlos grabs his hand on top of the table, and a warmth floods TK that he thinks could ignite all of the lamps in the house. Candle light reflects in Carlos’ eyes.
“Do you like it? I think it could use more lemon and salt next time--”
There’s only one answer here.
“I love it.” OPEN TAG &
Happy Wednesday, everyone! I'm working on an extremely soft chapter of devour me right now, so enjoy something from a future, not so soft chapter <3
“Tyler Kennedy,” Carlos growls out as he snakes a hand through TK’s hair, his fingers gripping onto the strands before pulling his husband’s head back. “Oh fuck,” TK pushes out through a heavy breath, the burn traveling through his scalp before inevitably setting the rest of his body on fire. He takes in Carlos’ exaggerated glower and grins before mischievously prompting, “Say it again.”
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I'm continuing work on my Season 5 Tarlos pairs this week. I'm about halfway done at this point. Here's a look at 5x08 Tarlos:
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I drew details of toy ambulance, It is too small to see unless you zoom in 120%. haha
Season 3 from this series.
