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Write it shitty, write it scared, write it without a clue but don't you be so spineless and have an AI write fanfic for you.

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9-1-1: Lone Star + pets

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I’m doing a balancing act with a stack of fresh fruit in my basket. I love you. I want us both to eat well. - Christopher Citros

showing food as a love language for @reyesstrand

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TK Strand colour palette experiment,

Second in my 911LS portrait series

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Good morning ☀️ Thank you for the tags @carlos-in-glasses @ladyknight1512 @henrygrass @bonheur-cafe 💕

TK shakes his head fondly, quietly twirling a finger through Carlos’s curls. He takes a moment to study him, allowing himself to linger in the gift of this man he gets to call his husband. The weight of his love feels heavy and bright in his chest, so full he’s sure it’ll burst free any second, shooting little pieces of his heart out through his eyes like stardust, moonbeams from his fingertips. Everything that Carlos makes him feel is too big to stay contained in this one body.

“What?” Carlos asks after a few minutes. Smile going softer like he already knows what’s on TK’s mind.

“Nothing,” TK sighs, pressing a kiss to his temple. “You’re just so sweet. You’re an amazing dad. I don’t know if I tell you that enough.”

Tagging @heartstringsduet @carlossreaders @neversleepuntilfive @ssealie @annoyingcloudearthquake @everlastingday @chicgeekgirl89 @carlos-in-glasses @whatsintheboxmh @afiendishthingynisba @alrightbuckaroo @angelusfangs @emsprovisions @lonestardust @thisbuildinghasfeelings @freneticfloetry @firstprince-history-huh @my-beloved-lakes @welcometololaland @bonheur-cafe @basilsunrise @iboatedhere @hereghostslive @laelipoo @ladytessa74 @literateowl @the-126-family @sassy-coweyes @shipperofsapphics @lightningboltreader @liminalmemories21 @herefortarlos @tinyluminaryzombie @kiwichaeng @guardian-angle22 @rmd-writes @reyesstrand @never-blooms @decafdino @futures-tense @tellmegoodbye @orchidscript @neversleepuntilfive @carlos-tk and OPEN TAG 🏷️

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I hope everyone is having the best weekend! With chapters 1 and 2 of Meet Him At the Door With Nothing On now on Ao3, here is something from chapter 3 (posting tomorrow!)...in which our two sexy heroes may have finally gone too far...

The logistical problem of being butt-on-butt connected while wanting to frot at the same time is relieved by the supposed bendiness of the instrument inside them. Without thinking, they start to sit themselves up, but the extremely lubey d*ldo slips deeper into each of them as they move, crooking with a light punch to the prostate.

“Holy fuuuuuuuuuuu–!” TK’s instant orgasm hits the ceiling and travels straight through the crack left from their roof-fuck. Carlos could swear flecks of plaster snow down around them as TK’s cock squirts everywhere like a power hose someone has let go of.

Within seconds, Carlos is similarly screaming into TK’s face, and TK screams back, both of them red and sweaty and horrified and in total rapture as their bonkers two-man d*ldo pulses away with the energy of a thunderbolt inside both of them. Together – perfectly on cue – they both burst into tears and sob loudly.

Open tag and tags below!:

@thisbuildinghasfeelings @paperstorm @reyesstrand @bonheur-cafe

@strandnreyes @goodways @alrightbuckaroo @welcometololaland

@rmd-writes @actuallylemon @sassy-coweyes @pimento-playing-hopscotch

@heartstringsduet @herefortarlos @emsprovisions @ironheartwriter

@sapphic--kiwi @butchreyes @freneticfloetry @whatsintheboxmh

@chicgeekgirl89 @theghostofashton @tellmegoodbye @carlos-tk

@afiendishthingynisba @carlossreaders @anactualcaseofthetruth

@henrygrass @everlastingday @angelusfangs @annoyingcloudearthquake

@neversleepuntilfive @neverthesamebird @ssealie @firstprince-history-huh

@literateowl @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut- If you want to share/haven't already. No pressure ever! ❤️🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜

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Seven Sentence Sunday

I wasn't planning to share more of The Fae Fic today, but I wrote this paragraph this morning and I really like it. Also, it's exactly seven sentences long, so the opportunity seemed too good to pass up.

Blue was laid out on a steel table, covered by a sheet. Carlos lingered behind as TK and Sam followed Hamer closer. He saw a lot of dead bodies in his line of work – they were impossible to avoid for a homicide detective – and he’d long gotten over any squeamishness. But there was something about seeing them at the scene of the crime, or wherever they’d been dumped, that wasn’t the same as seeing them laid out on a slab. Out there, in the world, they had context. Just hours before, Blue had been in her home, surrounded by the things she presumably loved. Here she was just a body under a sheet.

Tagging the usual suspects (heh): @heartstringsduet @actuallylemon @strandnreyes @paperstorm @thisbuildinghasfeelings @henrygrass @emsprovisions @everlastingday @whatsintheboxmh @pimento-playing-hopscotch @daggerandrose @neverthesamebird @sassy-coweyes and anyone else who wants to play.

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Seven Sentence Sunday

Happy Sunday! I hope everyone's having a great weekend! Thank you for the tag @carlos-in-glasses, @ladyknight1512 <3

Another long, theatrical sigh cuts through the dark. Carlos cracks one eye open. “You’re practicing your dramatic breathing. Are you okay?”

“Peachy,” TK mutters, the word tight.

Carlos rolls onto his side, propping his head up on his elbow. He takes in the vast expanse of mattress between him and TK. “You’re using your ‘I’m fine’ voice from all the way over there. What’s up, baby?”

TK shifts onto his back, staring at the ceiling. “You picked Sam.”

Carlos’ dream-addled brain struggles to catch up. He squints, mentally scrolling through the day's memories. “I picked... Sam?”

“At the barbecue,” TK clarifies, voice dripping with accusation.

The memory surfaces among the echoes of dreams. “Wait, you mean for Pictionary?” He snorts, and knows instantly, from the pit of his stomach, that it's a nuclear mistake.

Glacial silence follows. 

TK doesn’t move a muscle. His impression of a distressed Victorian lady remains strong. Carlos inches closer. “But, babe, you won. You and my mom destroyed us. There were high-fives; I even saw a chest bump—which, for the record, was deeply unsettling.”

“That is so not the point!” TK huffs, spinning away and pulling the duvet along with him, leaving Carlos exposed to the chill.

After a moment of weighing his options, Carlos decides diplomacy is for cowards. The only course of action is brute-force cuddling. He crosses the distance, wrapping an arm around TK’s waist and nuzzling into his neck. “I’m sorry. Come here.”

TK remains stiff, every muscle offended. “Don’t bother.” He shifts further away, apparently willing to risk gravity to prove a point.

“Nope. I’m bothering,” Carlos says, scooting after him.

“I’m going to sleep on the couch,” TK mumbles, shaking off Carlos’ hold.

“The one buried under the laundry we haven’t folded yet?”

TK freezes, as if considering his options, then reaches for Carlos’ arm, decisively wrapping it around himself like a human blanket. “Fine. I’ll allow the spooning. But no little squeezes, I’m still mad.”

“Okay,” Carlos whispers, pulling him close.

“And you’ll fold the laundry.”

Carlos presses a kiss to the nape of TK’s neck, his heart giving a little flip as TK settles against him. “A small price to pay for treason.”

Open tag & @emsprovisions @alrightbuckaroo @welcometololaland @reyesstrand

@thisbuildinghasfeelings @actuallylemon @decafdino @ssealie

@theghostofashton @firstprince-history-huh

@sassy-coweyes @neversleepuntilfive @bonheur-cafe

@strandnreyes @carlos-tk @lightningboltreader @paperstorm

@chicgeekgirl89 @everlastingday @afiendishthingynisba

@carlossreaders @pimento-playing-hopscotch @tellmegoodbye

@annoyingcloudearthquake @herefortarlos @heartstringsduet

@whatsinthebox @liminalmemories21 @ironheartwriter

@denizoid @sapphic--kiwi @lonestardust @hope-calaris

@neverthesamebird @nogoodbyess @carlosandhistwinktk

(Please, let me know if you want to be added or removed)

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TK & Carlos + Various Labels

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Before we go.

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Seven Sentence Sunday!

thank you for the tags @henrygrass @carlos-in-glasses @ladyknight1512 💜 this is a little something from a Rosh Hashanah fic I’ve started working on :)

“Hurry up, TK! I see the water!” Jonah tugs hard on TK’s hand, attempting to break free and, probably, to go cannonball into running water.

TK sends Carlos a look of fond exasperation over his shoulder.

“I see it too, bud,” he assures, tapping into his ex-firefighter strength to keep Jonah by his side. Keeping up with Jonah is a full-time arm workout, some days – not that Carlos will ever be caught complaining about any activity that puts TK’s gorgeous upper body to use.

“Are there fishies in the water?” Jonah asks it with a subsequent full-body wiggle, as if the thought is so exciting he can’t possibly keep still.

“There sure are,” Carlos tells him. He jogs ahead a few steps, wanting to get the blanket down like a red carpet, but also to block Jonah’s path to the river. Just in case.

tagging @emsprovisions @heartstringsduet @tellmegoodbye @sassy-coweyes @neversleepuntilfive @denizoid and anybody else who wants to! this is my first time being brave enough to actually tag people so if yall want to be removed or anyone wants to be added pls pls let me know 😊

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When you remove a line in your manuscript and then read on further and have to add it back because you realize why it was there in the first place

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The drawing process ❤️

⏱️: 19 hours ✍🏼

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💥 Small Writing Habits That Genuinely Changed How I Write 💥

listen. i’m not here to sell you a productivity system or convince you that waking up at 5am will make you a novelist. i am deeply Not That Girl. HOWEVER, here are 5 chaotic little writing habits that quietly rearranged my brain chemistry:

✏️ typing BEFORE i know what happens i used to think i had to outline everything before writing. wrong. i get more done when i let the scene surprise me. just start with vibes and a line of dialogue. the rest shows up once you start moving.

🗣️ saying the scene out loud like a play no joke. talking my scenes out like a script?? life-changing. the pacing, the emotion, the rhythm of it all makes more sense when i act like i’m gossiping about my blorbos in a voice memo.

⌛ 20-minute timers (not for productivity, just to start) i tell myself “just 20 minutes.” sometimes i stop. sometimes i blink and it’s 2 hours later and someone’s been emotionally eviscerated in chapter 12. this one’s black magic. use wisely.

🕯️ re-reading my WIP like a book no editing, no judging, just reading through with snacks like it’s already published. changes how i see the pacing and emotional arcs. also reminds me it doesn’t completely suck.

🧂 leaving in the messy parts i used to delete scenes that felt “off.” now i just write a little comment like “THIS IS BAD BUT KEEP GOING.” turns out momentum matters more than vibes. shocking, i know.

anyway. tiny habits. huge mental rewiring. 10/10. highly recommend.

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me reading the tags people put in my notifications

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Commission for Viv @dear-viv♡ Thank you!

She requested a picture of Tarlos and Lou 2, similar to the ones in the frames at the Tarloft♡. I had a vision of Lou 2 hanging out on dad's arm, so I drew this!