#carlos reyes prompt

[tarlosweeklyprompts]

Week July 17 - July 29

Prompt #1: "I left you alone for 10 minutes, how did this happen?"

Prompt #2: image prompt

*I thought it might be fun to do picture prompts sometimes and see what they inspire. ♡

[guardian-angle22]

This or That: Tarlos Edition -> Babe or Baby

[afiendishthingynisba]

Hey does anyone want to give me prompts for Tarlos sickfic or other super fluffy hurt/comfort? I have a lot of spare time rn because I got laid off a few weeks back*, I have a few ideas but nothing that’s really calling to me. I prefer to hurt Carlos (BECAUSE IM LOVE HIM) and have Caretaker TK but I could hurt TK if Carlos also needs a lot of emotional support!! Regardless everyone will get SO MANY hugs and head rubs!! Submit to my asks if you have ideas?? I also love involving other members of the 126 fam!! Open to AUs too.

((Personal note :I’ve always written sick fics in my head, and written a few down when I was much younger, but I was in autistic burnout for years from my former career (left in 2020) and didn’t have enough spoons leftover for writing for fun until this year. And now the government will pay me to write fluffy huggy hurt/comfort fanfiction and I just feel like we all could use it?

*(but don’t feel bad! my unemployment payments are enough to live frugally on for a little bit so right now im only looking hard enough to maintain eligibility)

So far I’ve written:

I can’t tell one from another (did I find you or you find me) Carlos gets a bad case of the flu. TK cuddles him back to health. Nancy & Tommy make a cameo.

Make Us Be Brave

TK thinks Carlos is too sick to be working. Grace thinks so too, but she'll help him solve a murder anyway. Judd is there to keep TK's head from exploding. Charlie and Andrea stop by for hugs. (AU in which the network paid Sierra what she's worth and Grace didn't leave. otherwise canon compliant through 5x04)

Can you please reblog for reach? Tagging a few moots, I hope yall don’t mind, feel free to just ignore or shoot me in the face or whatever

@chicgeekgirl89 @carlos-in-glasses @eclectic-sassycoweyes @henrygrass @freneticfloetry @tevantarlos @literateowl @the-126-family @lemonlyman-dotcom @thisbuildinghasfeelings @emsprovisions @bonheur-cafe @sapphic--kiwi i @pimento-playing-hopscotch thank you so much, let's have some hurt comforty goodness.

[srue-on-fire]

Gimme a break!!

I’ve got exams for four weeks and I’m off work. I need some stress relief, so I’m taking prompt requests! Drop an emoji and a number in my inbox and I’ll write something for you!

😇 sfw || 🔞 nsfw

Characters/Ships I write for:

🦌 Evan Buckley

🎖️ Eddie Diaz

❤️‍🔥 Buddie

🫂 Tarlos

🐺 Sterek

❄️ WinterIron

🦋 Stony

🪖 Stucky

✨ Malec

Read the collection of AO3!

prompts below the cut!

Prompts

1. “I’ll take care of you.”

2. “You’re my home.”

3. “I made you coffee. The good kind.”

4. “I thought I lost you.”

5. “We have a tradition, and I refuse to break it.”

6. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”

7. “Come back to bed.” ❤️‍🔥

8. “I like the way you say my name.”

9. “Don’t you dare die on me.”

10. “You steal my hoodies, and I pretend not to notice.”

11. “I don’t know how to be without you.”

12. “You're my emergency contact. Why?”

13. “This is the worst plan you’ve ever had.” – “That’s just incorrect.”

14. “If you marry them, I will never forgive you.”

15. “Oh my god, we were holding hands. Did you even realize?”

16. “You left me.” – “You told me to.”

17. “I thought soulmarks were supposed to be beautiful. Why does mine just say ‘Move, asshole’?”

18. “I was supposed to protect you.” ❤️‍🔥

19. “Why are you cuddling me?” – “You were cold.” ❄️

20. “Tell me to walk away, and I will.”

21. “You need to stop sneaking out. It’s giving me a heart attack.”

22. “You’ve been staring at my lips for the last five minutes.”

23. “Do you even realize what you mean to me?” 🐺

24. “You have no idea how much I wish that was me.”

25. “You’re shaking. Come here.”

26. Stuck in a cabin during a storm. 🦌

27. One of them gets injured, the other loses their mind over it.

28. A proposal, but it doesn’t go as planned. 🦌

29. Accidental confession over a comm during a mission.

30. Undercover mission, but they have to pretend to be married.

31. Cooking together, but one of them is completely hopeless in the kitchen.

32. A game of truth or dare gets way too real.

33. Their friends keep trying to set them up, not realizing they’ve already been dating for months.

34. Character A finds Character B unconscious and panics. 🐺

35. Character A is in the hospital, and Character B refuses to leave their side.

36. Character A finds Character B asleep in their bed —again.

37. Character A can’t sleep, so Character B absentmindedly plays with their hair until they do.

38. One of them is badly injured and delirious, confessing feelings they wouldn’t say otherwise.

39. One of them is drunk and accidentally confesses something they shouldn’t have.

40. One of them is sick, and the other takes care of them, but they’re a terrible patient.

Thank you! 💜 If you share your ao3 handles, I'll tag you in the work!

[carlos-in-glasses]

Rafael Silva's answer to my question "who is the big spoon out of TK and Carlos?" inspired me to come up with the following fic prompts if anyone is interested or is looking for something to help get a story started! 🖤

1) Good friends TK and Carlos fall asleep together and wake up spooning...

2) The first time spooning happens after a hook-up.

3) For charity, TK and Carlos attempt to beat the world record for the world's longest spooning session.

4) All the spoons are missing from 126 kitchen. Fingers are pointed at Carlos "Pudding Thief" Reyes. Arguments ensue.

5) 2x04 AU: Gabriel and Andrea first meet TK because they walk in on him and Carlos spooning.

6) One of them wants to be the little spoon for the first time but is struggling to admit it.

7) TK is in danger. His only weapon is a spoon.

8) Both TK and Carlos need to be the little spoon at the same time. How do they handle this?

9) One of them is trying to get out of being pinned in the little spoon position without waking the other.

10) Carlos and TK's shifts haven't lined up well lately. Both are experiencing severe sleep deprivation because they can't sleep properly without the other to spoon. OR the more angsty version: The sleep deprivation/lack of spooning is because they are broken up...

No deadline, we're breezy, but if you ever decide to do any of these it would be great if you tagged me and also used the tag Tarlos Spooning Prompts because then I can create a collection on Ao3 :)

[pimento-playing-hopscotch]

Hi Kerry !! May I request 8 or 9 or a combi for the romance prompts!☺️🥰

Hi Mar! 🥰🥰

But of course - 😊

Combination of 8 (being your partners moms favorite) and 9 (“Ma, how come they’re often getting head rubs from you while I rarely do?”

Carlos knew as soon as he opened the door at his Tia Lucy’s house, TK would be all but ripped from his side.

Andrea Reyes would give them both a hug, tell them how handsome they both looked, and then take TK by the wrist over to where her sisters were. There was three of them, and they would all want to hug TK, kiss his cheeks, and stuff him with food because look at him, he’s practically skin and bones, doesn’t Carlos ever feed you, TK?

It made Carlos happier than he thought was possible to see it; Carlos had never thought he could find someone to love who loved him back that his family would accept.

And he knew TK had always wanted a big family and he missed his mother dearly; and he had superhuman like patience for being fussed over by a mob.

“You don’t have to eat it,” Carlos reminded TK as when he saw that TK’s plate had once again been loaded up. “If it’s too spicy you don’t have to eat it”.

TK rolled his eyes. “How many smoothies has my dad made you that you hated that you still finished anyway?”

“That’s different,” Carlos said, resting his hand on TK’s leg. “Those are just unpleasant. I don’t want you to have to be camped out in the bathroom all night”.

TK was about to reply when Andrea came over and gently carded a hand through TK’s hair.

“Mijo, if that’s too spicy for you, don’t feel you have to eat it,” she told him, gently scratching his scalp. “Only eat what you want to”.

TK resisted the urge to start humming like he did when Carlos did this for him. “I see where you got those magic hands,” TK said to Carlos, his eyes half closing on their own.

“Mama, you’re using up all of the good stuff on TK,” Carlos joked.

“That’s because you’re Mister Big Strong no I’ll handle it myself, mi amor,” Andrea told him, kissing the top of Carlos’s head before she walked back into the kitchen.

“She’s got you there, babe,” TK grinned as Carlos ate off his plate.

[queerhelianthus]

dear 9-1-1 fandom :)

welcome to our very own promptober 2024!!

I'm excited to announce this and hope many people take part

as you all may know whumptober or kinktober writing challenges, this is something just like it!

I made a list for every day of october with a prompt. You can take part by writing fics here or on twitter or ao3 (for the collection 911Promptober) or make edits etc.

Every ship, platonic or romantic, is welcome!

Just make sure it exists within the 9-1-1 (Lone Star) universe!

Have fun creating!! <3

The prompt list:

Day 1: Caught in the Crossfire

Day 2: Fractured Trust

Day 3: Lost in the wilderness

Day 4: “You were my first call”

Day 5: College AU / Best friends brother / Golden Retriever

Day 6: Strandet in a storm

Day 7: Bruised Knuckles, Broken Hearts

Day 8: “Don’t look back”

Day 9: Trapped in the dark

Day 10: Found Family

Day 11: “Just hold on, please”

Day 12: Undercover

Day 13: Broken Wings

Day 14: Content Creator AU / “You’re on your own”

Day 15: Ghosts of past mistakes

Day 16: Shipwrecked

Day 17: A call too close

Day 18: Harry Potter AU / Bitter Silence

Day 19: Time Loop

Day 20: Forced to choose

Day 21: Buried secrets

Day 22: “I can’t keep doing this”

Day 23: Can’t save them all

Day 24: Under a Blood Moon

Day 25: Late night confessions

Day 26: Faded Promises

Day 27: Haunted by Regret

Day 28: A dance in the Moonlight

Day 29: Struggling to Survive

Day 30: Echoing Memories

Day 31: Together at Last

[lemon-drop151]

Prompts be here! ⬇️

1x10 coda

"Tell me something in Spanish," TK whispered into the quiet. The glow of the northern lights sparkled greens and blues through the sky above them. The residual heat from the camaros engine still seeping through the fabric of his thin grey hoodie.

Carlos cupped TK’s chin with his left hand and stared deep into the sea glass green eyes that had somehow become his undoing the last couple of months.

“No puedo vivir sin ti.” He softly spoke, his right hand squeezing tighter around their laced fingers

"What does that mean?"

"You're so cute," Carlos lied through his teeth.

"I can't live without you."

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

TK picked up the cowboy hat sitting on top of the box of stuff his mother-in-law dropped off at the loft for Carlos while cleaning her house.

“Is this yours?” TK asked with a glint in his eye.

Carlos licked his lips and glanced up from the duffle bag full of old clothes he’d long since grown out of.

“Yeah. Was in the 4-H club for a couple of years.”

TK slipped the faded white cowboy hat onto his head.

“What’s the 4-H club?” He asked, rummaging around in the box, flipping through a middle school year book.

“Like Boy Scouts for people who live on farms and do agricultural things, horses, livestock, but there’s also like, stuff about community and family.” Carlos answered after swallowing around the sudden lump in the back of his throat at seeing TK in his cowboy hat.

“Huh, I didn’t know something like that existed.” TK replied. “I mean, not like we had a lot of farms in Manhattan.” He chuckled and flashed a wink over his shoulder at his husband. “I’m sure you were the cutest cowboy.”

“Hmmm. I bet you don’t the cowboy rule either.”

TK turned around, questioning look on his face. “What’s the cowboy rule?”

“You wear the hat, you ride the cowboy.”

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Season 2 vibes - Carlos POV

🎶it's not always rainbows and butterflies, it's compromise that moves us along

my heart is full and my doors always open, you come anytime you want

i don't mind spending everyday out on your corner in the pouring rain

look for the boy with the broken smile, ask him if he wants to stay a while

and he will be loved🎶

(Yes, I changed the pronouns, shut up)

[alrightbuckaroo]

love and lizards: a collection of tarlos stories that delve into their love/hate relationship with their scaly friends.

you, me, and the lizard makes three

While TK is away in New York City for a short trip, Carlos is left to care for Lou II, feeding him mealworms and all. What starts as something that feels akin to pulling teeth ends up becoming an exploration into just how much love Carlos realizes he has to give. Even if he didn't realize it, at first. or A story in which Carlos goes through the "dad with the pet he never wanted" to the "dad with the pet he can't live without" pipeline.

all's fair in love and lizards

Love comes in many shapes and forms; and sometimes, that form is a stuffed novelty toy at a carnival game

hooked on you

“Nancy,” Nancy looks up at the call of her name. TK is standing in front of her, both hands on his hips. Nancy releases a thin sigh. “Oh no.” Nancy knows what that pose means. TK’s upset. After finishing off the last sip of her coffee, Nancy asks. “What’s wrong?” “I’m upset.” TK announces as he takes space in the empty seat next to her. or Carlos is hiding something from TK and that secret might just include crochet hooks.

[happygo-writing]

For the angsty prompts- Tarlos- “you never listen to me”

Thank you! I'm a bit rusty but I think this is decent!

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Send me an angst prompt and I might write something!

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The exasperated sight that fell from Carlos’ lips told TK everything he needed to know. He shook his head and turned away from his husband, shoulders dropping as he shook his head. He knew better than to bring the subject up - and had known better several rounds ago but it was hard to let go. It was hard just to walk away when it was one of the very few things that they disagreed on.

“Tyler-” Carlos started and TK could feel his husband start to walk towards him.

“You never listen to me anymore,” TK interrupted before Carlos could say anything else. He moved forward, putting more space in between them. 

“What?” Carlos asked, the shock lacing the word and making TK turn back around. Carlos’ eyes were rounded, shock in them and the corners of his mouth were turned down more than they had been just moments ago. “That’s not true. I listen to you all the time. You tell me about your day, the random things Lou Two has done, the random shit you and Mateo get into. I listen to you.”

“You listen to everyday things,” TK said simply, shrugging a little. “But you haven’t listened to me about bigger things. Deeper things.Things that mean more than what I had for lunch two days ago. We’ve been married for so long that we’ve fallen a bit out of touch with listening to each other. I’ve noticed, I’m working to do better and I’ve talked to my therapist about it. Now I need you to realize it too.”

“I-”

“I know it’s hard,” TK said. “I know it’s hard when you’re so rooted in holding a stance that you don’t want to listen, but I need you to hear me out. I need to know that what I am saying matters and is valued.”

Carlos sighed again and rubbed his hand over his face. “I’m sorry that it’s felt like I haven’t been listening to you and hearing what you have to say.”

TK took a step forward, “I’m sorry too.”

“What you say does matter,” Carlos said as he closed the rest of the distance. “Even if I don’t like what you have to say.”

TK wrapped his arms around Carlos and gave him a ghost of a smile, “I’m glad to know that. What you say matters too.”

TK leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to TK’s lips, “But?”

“The answer is still no.”

TK sighed, feeling just slightly bad about the decision. “Will you at least think about it?”

Carlos pulled back so that he could look down at TK, searching his eyes for a few long moments. “Yes, I’ll think about it.”

[oldfangirl81]

TK went along with the plan if it made Carlos relax.

[guardian-angle22]

carlos smiling pls 🙏

[response to my request for gif prompts post here]

[afiendishthingynisba]

Feveruary 2025 Day 15 - "You're Stuck With Us"

Rated G/ 792 words. For the prompt "Guiding Sickie Back to Bed", but Carlos was just SO tired of bed, so they guided him to the couch instead.

Works as a standalone but is also a missing scene from my fic Make Us Be Brave.

Read below or on ao3

Nancy’s partner doesn’t look great. He’s in wrinkled pajama pants, despite the late afternoon hour, and there are bags under his eyes. Still, TK smiles at her as he invites her into the loft, and it even reaches his eyes.

“Hey, bud. How are you guys holding up?” she asks.

He pushes a hand through his messy hair. “He’s really fucking sick, but he’s letting me take care of him now instead of trying to work through it, so that’s something,” he shrugs.

“Okay, well, hopefully, we’ve got some stuff here that’ll help with that,” she says, hoisting the massive care package the 126 had put together.

TK’s expressive eyes mist over. “You guys. You really didn’t have to do all that.” He rubs a hand over his mouth.

“Yeah, well, we love you guys and we wanted to. So there,” Nancy tells him. She’s trying to get better at expressing her feelings.

TK nods. “We really appreciate it.”

There’s a creak and the door to the bedroom rolls open slowly, and Carlos trudges out. If TK looks uncharacteristically tired and disheveled, Carlos looks half-dead. She’s impressed he even had the strength to push the door open. He’s sweaty and a bit gray, the only color in his face the deep flush in his cheeks. Some messy curls are plastered to his face while others stick out at odd angles. He’s in a tank top and sweats, and normally she would be ogling him a little. (TK doesn’t mind. He knows his husband’s built like a Greek god; it’s a point of pride for him.) Necrophilia isn’t really her thing, though. A striped blanket hangs over his broad shoulders, and he’s wearing thick socks; by the menthol smell, his torso and feet are probably covered in Vick’s Vaporub.

“Baby, what are you doing up?” TK asks, walking towards his husband with his arms outstretched. Carlos only groans and walks forward into TK’s arms, his forehead plonking onto TK’s shoulder. “Hey, you,” TK whispers, kissing his husband’s temple and rubbing both hands down his back. “What’s wrong?”

“I can’t sleep,” says Carlos miserably. “I’m so tired, but everything hurts so much I can’t, TK.” He stops to catch his breath, sounding like Darth Vader.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m so sorry. I know this sucks. Pneumonia sucks.” As Carlos nods into TK’s shoulder, Nancy watches TK covertly assess him, reaching down to take his hand, resting two fingers on his wrist, picking up the hand and checking his nail beds to make sure they’re not blue. Nancy is torn between wanting to leave, because she feels like she’s intruding on a private moment, and wanting to stay in case she needs to help take care of Carlos. She’s not even sure if Carlos has noticed she’s there.

TK makes the decision for her. Wrapping one of Carlos’s arms around his own neck and catching her eye, he asks, “Nance, can you?” She doesn’t need to ask for clarification, quickly moving to hold up Carlos’s other side. “Baby, let’s get you sitting down before you pass out.”

“Not bed,” Carlos insists, chest heaving.

“Couch is easier, anyway.” They walk him over to the gray couch, where he sinks heavily into the cushions, breathing quick, gasping breaths.

“Nance, can you – albuterol inhaler, on the nightstand?”

“Copy.” She dashes into the bedroom and grabs the inhaler, handing it off quickly to TK, who helps Carlos take a couple puffs. As Carlos coughs painfully, TK presses a throw pillow against what must be his cracked rib. When he finally stops, he looks utterly drained, but he’s breathing better.

“Nice and slow, baby, there you go,” TK murmurs, holding Carlos close.

Carlos nods and puts his head on TK’s shoulder. “Hey, Nancy, how’s it going,” he says, his voice a dull rasp. “Can we get you something to eat or drink?” His eyes are barely half-open.

TK giggles helplessly, looking near tears, while Nancy takes a moment to pretend to consider. “Um, no, you big dummy, you don’t have to host me right now. I actually came to drop off some goodies for you from the firehouse, maybe there’s something in there that’ll make you feel better. Wanna see?”

Carlos looks slightly confused, but pleased. TK answers for him. “Yeah, present time, please.” He presses a kiss to Carlos’s forehead.

“You got me presents?” Carlos looks close to tears.

Nancy grabs the package from where she’d left it on the breakfast bar. “Yeah, bud. There’s giant fuzzy slippers, a blanket, tissues with lotion, electrolyte solution, Boost smoothies, reading material, a humidifier, tea, Epsom salts, I don’t think I even know what all is in there.”

“That’s so nice,” he whispers, overwhelmed.

“Yeah, we’re nice sometimes,” she agrees. “And you’re stuck with us."

~fin~

zero pressure to share, but tagging some moots who may be interested. Please tell me if you want to be removed from or added to these tags!!!

@chicgeekgirl89 @eclectic-sassycoweyes @lightningboltreader @mrs-corrections-78 @henrygrass @lemonlyman-dotcom @carlos-in-glasses @bonheur-cafe @nancys-braids @captain-gillian @ladytessa74

@emsprovisions @sapphic--kiwi

[strandnreyes]

#14 for the writing prompts. Thank you.

a kitchen during a black out, surrounded by candles

The knock comes a few minutes after all the lights go out.

Carlos is halfway to the kitchen, intending on grabbing a flashlight and a lighter, but he reroutes because of the interruption. At least his rigatoni was done before the electricity went out—now steaming on the counter—but the leftovers aren’t going to keep in the fridge anymore. What once was a plan to make enough for lunch tomorrow has now left him with way more than he can eat alone tonight.

When Carlos slides the door of his loft open, his day instantly goes from bad to worse when he sees TK Strand on the other side, likely here to yell at him for making too much noise boiling noodles or to blame the blackout on him.

TK opens his mouth, but before he can speak, Carlos says, “Yes, I lost power too. So, no. You can’t charge your phone or shove your ice cream in my freezer or whatever it is you came here to do.”

TK’s mouth promptly shuts and he nods once. “Okay, then.”

read on ao3

[tarlosweeklyprompts]

A check-in and announcement

Hey everyone! I know it's been a minute since I've been around and longer since I've posted prompts. I want to first say I am so sorry for just stopping without any warning. Grad school got rough and my job is even more rough than that, I didn't have the mental energy needed to keep up with this blog the last few months. I also had feelings that I couldn't post the prompts that I wanted to and there was some negative talk that just impacted me and I needed a break. It was a good break and allowed me time to distance myself from fandom spaces in a way that I needed and helped me realize somethings and I was able to deal with some complicated emotions surrounding fandom in general. Everything is good now.

That being said, I am back and planning some fun things. I've decided that I am going to go back to how I was doing the blog in the beginning with only one prompt being posted each week. I tried to hard to cater to everyone who was pushing me to post more than one, to have fun themes every week, and I burnt myself out trying to do what everyone wanted me to do. So, it's going to be one prompt a week unless it's a special occasion.

I will start posting weekly prompts again starting in June when I go on summer break (I'm a teacher so it's easier for me to start this up again when I'm not working 40+ hours a week). In the meantime I would love to hear from you guys!

There will be a special wedding event happening in May to celebrate Tarlos being married for a year!

What kind of prompts are you hoping to see? What events do you want to see on the blog? What do you want me to do that I haven't, or what's something I did in the past that you'd like to see again? Let me know via asks!

I'm excited to be back doing this again!

You can also find me over @chaotictarlos!

Love, T

(P.S. just a small reminder that I run a discord server for this blog and general tarlos/lonestar stuff and if you're over the age of 18, message me and we can see about you joining!)

[kiloskywalker]

Seven-ish Sentence Sunday

Thanks for the tags @chaotictarlos and @alrightbuckaroo! You're right, I do have somethings to share. Ignoring the fact that it's technically Monday, here is a new short sneak peek from my WIP "Take My Breath Away", my Tarlos Fighter Pilots AU. ********

“What?” Carlos said, when the silence shifted from comfortable to something much more intense–nothing bad, but nothing quite as simple as companionship. “Hmm?” “You’re looking at me funny.” “Am I?  And here I thought I was just looking at you.” Carlos swallowed, a sudden case of nerves making him feel as anxious as he had on his first date ever, and all because TK was looking at him as though he were seeing him for the first time. Trying to muster up a bit of bravado, Carlos scoffed and settled back in his seat.  “Oh yeah?  And what do you see?” TK grazed his thumb over the top of Carlos’s knuckles and holy shit, TK might as well have been stroking his palm between his legs.  Heat infused Carlos’s body, flames licking along his veins as the other man's eyes roamed over Carlos's face and down his neck, then he licked his lips, making Carlos squirm a little in his seat. “I see a man I wasn’t looking for.  A man I didn’t even know was there, until right now.  And Carlos?” “Yeah?” “I can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be than sitting with him in this car right now, holding his hand.”

no pressure tags under the cut (I just learned about how to do that!)

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