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Rafael Silva and Ronen Rubinstein chat with GLAAD about #TarlosWedding

I'm disqualifying the peanut butter chocolate due to my peanut allergy. Out of the rest the cherry cordial is easily the worst.

911 Lone Star: Kiddos (5x07)

I got you something.

Sometimes I’m okay and sometimes I wonder how many times a day Carlos squishes TK’s cheeks.

Also, an anon asked here what does Carlos love about TK and the author answered: his little pouch of fat under his bellybutton and I absolutely see it as a fact. It’s soooo adorable

Also, look at this beauty 🥹❤️🤏

So the LS community on Reddit has shared a new Tarlos pic recommendation list and I’ll be checking them out and share it with you all!

I already found some gems and I have to tell you, there are some SERIOUSLY talented writers in this fandom that don’t get mentioned enough or at all!

I just want to give them the respect they deserve. They are just wonderful.

Stay tuned! It’s coming!

to be honest there has never been a fictional character i’ve actually wanted to date. like. i want them to date each other. i don’t want myself as a person to be involved in this scenario whatsoever. what would i add to this narratively? what’s my thematic purpose in the narrative? immersion breaking. 

I just went through a really bad breakup… like, nuclear bad.

We agree that when Carlos says “It’s not about your sexy time” that’s because the writers couldn’t make him say “It’s not about your blow job skills those are immaculate.” Right? Right.

And when TK says “No it’s about our sexy time” he’s really saying “It’s not about my blow job skills it’s about our sex life and intimacy and quality time lacking in a way that feels ominous to me” but really deep down it’s also a little bit about his blow job skills. Right?

It's all about what were not said, rather. 🥲🫠🤭 👌👌👌💥

9-1-1 : LONE STAR I 5x08 'The Quiet Ones'

tk/carlos trying to tell the Catan Gang™ in every episodes ↳ 3.18 · a bright and cloudless morning (part 5/6)

911: Lone Star 4.01 | The Many Expressions of TK Strand

TK STRAND WEEK

Day One → Favorite Outfits

CARLOS REYES in 911: LONE STAR | Back in the Saddle, 2x01

Tarlos, Sleepy Passion, E-rated

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TK was still asleep when Carlos placed a knee on the mattress after starting the coffee. He had rolled over to his stomach, half his face smothered in the pillow and the stretch of his body only half-covered. Almost without thinking, Carlos sat on the bed next to him, running a hand down the dip of his spine, only stopping a hand width above his tailbone. He'd fully intended to wake TK with a sweet kiss, but his mind (and other parts) were now decidedly focused on something else-

"Go on," TK rumbled in a sleep-rough voice.

When Carlos looked up at him in surprise, he found his eyes bright and amused, mouth grinning widely. He was impossibly sweet. And hot. God.

"Why would you stop there?"

Carlos huffed a laugh in response and slotted himself along TK's side right before leaning in to steal a kiss. TK tilted his head back, still smiling widely.

"But babe, the morning breath-" he teased, repeating something Carlos had once complained about, only half in jest. But Carlos wasn't having it. He cupped a hand firmly around the back of TK's head and moved in for that kiss.

#TK's resistance melted in a heartbeat, his smile only disappearing when Carlos deepened the kiss and let his free hand wander lower again. He rubbed a finger over TK's hole and found him still slick and loose. It earned him a gasp.

TK hooked a thigh over Carlos's hip, dragging him in and opening himself up in one movement. His hands were still busy finding an anchor on Carlos's shoulders and the line of his jaw. When Carlos dipped his fingers inside, it elected another kind of noise. A little more jarred.

"Sore?" Carlos asked, drawing away to find TK's eyes, gauging his reaction.

"Yeah," TK admitted, leaning back in and never really stopping to press sloppy kisses to Carlos's jaw. "But it's good. I like it."

Carlos hummed in response, pressing his finger deeper with ease. He added a second on the next pass and felt more than heard TK's breathing stutter. At this point, his own reaction to that sound might be Pavlovian. He knew exactly how perfect TK felt around him.

"Tell me if it's too much," he demanded, but didn't pause to wait for a response.

TK ended up urging him on instead of stopping him. He moaned so sweetly underneath Carlos - and the way he twisted up to kiss Carlos made him crack a breathless little joke about being glad that he'd talked TK into joining him for pilates.

They laughed together, right until the cacophony of noises dipped back into something rougher - and then eventually into soft little murmurs of 'Nap?' and 'Alright, five more minutes.'