#SO KISS ME

[rmd-writes]

23 <3

I’ve assigned each kiss prompt I received a number and am using a random number generator to choose which prompt to write because I got quite a few from you all! As a reminder, I’m trying to keep these to around 200 words and I’m going to try and do at least one per day til they’re all done. If you’ve sent me a prompt, I promise I’ll get to it!

Thanks for this prompt, Shannon! 💖

a kiss in relief

TK feels like he’s going to burst out of his skin. Nancy didn’t let him drive. She takes one look at him and snatches the keys before he can grab them. TK sits in the back of the ambulance chewing the inside of his cheek and bouncing his leg and by the time they arrive at the scene, TK is ready to claw his way out of the ambulance.

TK’s knees almost give way when he realises that the officer they’d been called to assist isn’t Carlos. He reels in his emotions and focuses on the patient. From a distance, he spots Carlos and it takes everything he has not to get up and run to his husband.

As TK loads the patient into the back of the ambulance later, there’s a brief squeeze of his shoulder and he looks up to see Carlos walking past him. There’s a lot said in their silent glance: I love you and I was worried and I know, I’m sorry and I’m so glad you’re okay and I love you.

Hours later, he’s doing inventory when Nancy nudges his shoulder. Looking up, TK sees Carlos striding through the entrance of the firehouse towards him. TK puts his clipboard down and rushes towards him.

Carlos catches him around the waist, his other arm coming up across the back of his shoulder blades, his hand cradling TK’s neck as he buries his face in his spot. TK clutches at Carlos’ shoulders a little more desperately than he should in the middle of his workplace.

“Baby,” he breathes against Carlos’ skin.

After a long moment, Carlos lifts his head from TK’s neck and TK presses their lips together. He lingers, soaking up the perfect pressure of Carlos’ lips against his and the way he holds TK’s neck. The pressure of his fingers at TK’s waist gives away his slight desperation to hold TK, matching TK’s own need to be held by his husband.

Carlos is here. He’s whole. He’s his.

(find all of my kiss prompts here or read them on ao3)

[cottagewhores]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH 🌈

[erisolkat]

kiss me sucks and that's why i like it

[s-aint-elmo]

pass it on!

(ID in alt text)

[xamitras]

For many of years I had this tradition of drawing Wirt and the beast once a year to see how much I have improved, then depression hit in 2023 and couldn't continue, but it left so really amazing art in the process

[bragginball-z]

Canon

[yther]

pizza+beer+psych= perfect fri/sat

× cuddles would be better but 🤷🏻 😔

[traumszenario]

[rmd-writes]

hello dear beloved rae ❤️💜

@welcometololaland and i would like to submit a super special custom kiss prompt. pretty pretty please with a cherry on top, can you write for us:

tarlos - kiss in a tack room

(and because it's us, a dash of 🔥 would be very welcome)

cannot believe this has been sitting in my inbox for over a year 🫣🫣 but it’s @welcometololaland’s birthday so I thought I’d finally write this custom kiss prompt for you both 💖

It’s a wonder TK survived. Following Carlos on horseback for an hour, watching his perfect ass bounce in the saddle and the way this thighs flexed underneath his jeans as he moved was the most exquisite torture. Not to mention the way he steered his horse with just one hand on the reins, leaving the other to gesture to TK and point out various landmarks on the trail that TK is sure he was supposed to be paying attention to but all of his brain power was being sucked up by the dual forces of the sight of his husband riding a horse very competently and trying not to fall off his own horse in the process.

It was worse than watching Carlos steer the Camaro with one hand which always tempts him to offer Carlos road head even though it’s impossible in the Camaro. Not for lack of trying though.

Now though, TK’s been forced to watch Carlos take the tack off the horses, his flannel shirt discarded due to the heat leaving him in a tight white tank top and jeans that hug the curves of his thighs. In short, Carlos looks like a walking wet dream and TK is struggling.

“You know, you could help,” Carlos says drily, lifting a saddle off Snickers.

“And give up the view?” TK quips, waggling his eyebrows.

Carlos only shakes his head and carries the saddle to the rack room. TK follows him and as soon as Carlos has places the saddle on the rack, TK pounces.

“You are impossible,” he pronounces, hands firm on Carlos’ hips as he walks him backwards towards the door and pushes him into it.

“TK, this is the tack room.”

“And?” TK makes his lack of concern about their location clear by sucking lightly at the tendon on Carlos’ neck, feeling smug when he elicits a low groan from him.

“We can’t do this here.” Carlos protests weakly.

TK’s hands are already underneath Carlos’ tank top as he kisses him, demanding Carlos open to him with the press of his tongue and shoving a thigh between Carlos’ legs, kissing him until his head spins.

“If you don’t want to do this, we can stop,” TK says, pulling back for a moment, but Carlos is already rocking against his thigh and TK knows that he’s won.

“We don’t have long,” Carlos warns, tipping his head back against the wooden door.

“Sounds like a challenge, babe.” TK smirks, unbuttoning Carlos jeans and then sinking to his knees.

[u-so-silly]

:')

[theeroticlover]

Let's get into the shower together... :)

[hinamie]

surprise it's yuri!!!in 2024

[hansoeii]

head empty, no thoughts. just turtleneck crowley

[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[starcurtain]

Please someone redraw this with Dr. Ratio and Aventurine because this is the exact vibe they have in my head post-Penacony.

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