#lightningboltreader writes

[lightningboltreader]

Carlos is funny and smart, caring and generous, and the best friend TK’s ever had.

He is also, it turns out, a furnace.

Read on A03

3k, G

For the prompt Good friends TK and Carlos fall asleep together and wake up spooning...

[welcometololaland]

Call Me (By My Name) | E | 911 Lone Star | COMPLETE

Chapter 1 - Call Me Maybe (Carlos)

Chapter 2 - Call Me Maybe (TK)

Chapter 3 - Dirty Talk (Carlos)

Chapter 4 - Dirty Talk (TK)

Chapter 5 - Phonography (Carlos)

Chapter 6 - Phonography (TK)

Chapter 7 - Hotline Bling (Carlos)

Chapter 8 - Hotline Bling (TK)

Chapter 9 - Hung Up (TK)

Chapter 10 - Hung Up (Carlos)

Chapter 11 - Kiss Me Through The Phone (Carlos)

Chapter 12 - Kiss Me Through The Phone (TK)

-

Ring ring, good people of Tumblr. Welcome to a Tarlos canon divergence/AU (we're not quite sure) written by Lolaland and @rmd-writes, posting every Thursday and Sunday.

Thank you to @lightningboltreader for beta reading and @strandnreyes for cheerleading!

-

The last thing Carlos Reyes ever expected was to find himself calling a phone sex line. But Austin feels like a small town when it comes to finding a one night stand and desperate times call for desperate measures.

The last thing TK Strand ever expected was for someone to mistake his phone number for a phone sex line. But he’s lonely, horny and the guy sounds hot, so he gives into temptation and tries his best to sound professional.

OR

The accidental phone-sex AU.

[heartstringsduet]

Happy Birthday @lightningboltreader 🥳 You are such a treasure for the fandom. Thank you for your help improving my writing and being such a cute cheerleader in my docs and fics

[strandnreyes]

so much for summer love

rating: explicit

total word count: 94,381

The summer before his senior year of college at NYU, TK finds himself in Galveston, Texas, working at a restaurant on the beach. It’s there that he meets Carlos, a fellow server with a heartstopping smile and a need for a temporary break from his own life back in Austin. Without planning it, the two of them fall into a whirlwind romance that’s a bad idea for a million different reasons, yet they can’t figure out how to stay away.

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven | Chapter Eight | Chapter Nine | Chapter Ten | Chapter Eleven | Chapter Twelve | Chapter Thirteen | Chapter Fourteen

thank you to @lightningboltreader and @rmd-writes for beta reading and to @reyesstrand and @welcometololaland for the additional love and encouragement <3

[lemonlyman-dotcom]

Hello! Doing a Work Is Published Wednesday today for the fic I posted on Monday for Cig’s birthday All The Stars Are Closer ✨

Carlos is two shots and a watermelon margarita deep into the tequila when he pulls TK into an empty cabana and clumsily slides the curtain closed.

TK laughs into the kiss he’s pulled into, it’s a lot more teeth and a lot less finesse than their usual makeouts. He squeaks when he feels Carlos’s hands make their way to his ass, giving each cheek a firm squeeze.

“Okay, slow down, cowboy,” TK gasps when they pull apart for a breath, putting both hands on Carlos’s chest and pushing him back a bit to create some space between them.

“You’re so pretty,” Carlos whines, leaning in to initiate another kiss. TK concedes another minute of making out, enjoying the way their lips slide together and how uninhibited his fiancé is in his inebriation. “Wanna kiss you all the time. Wanna do everything to you, for you.”

“Oookay,” TK laughs again, looping his arms around Carlos’s neck. “I don’t know why you hid the Silver Surfer from me all this time. I like him.”

“He loves you,” Carlos slurs, picking TK up without warning and hoisting him up onto the table behind him, latching his mouth to his neck.

“Baby, baby,” TK laughs brightly, feeling at once free and relaxed and more in love, more loved, than he ever has in his life. He braces one hand on Carlos’s shoulder and the other on the back of his head, sliding his fingers through soft wet curls. “Carlos. We can’t do this here.”

“Why not?” Carlos pouts.

“Well, baby, for one thing our friends are right outside,” he tilts his head towards the curtain that separates them from the rest of the pool. “We cannot get arrested for public sex. Not a good look for a cop. Even if he is the Silver Surfer.”

“We can be quiet,” Carlos wheedles.

“No we can not,” TK replies. “Plus it’s almost lunchtime and I’m getting hungry for something more than veggies and hummus.”

“You’re hungry?” Carlos asks, brow creasing in concern. He moves his hands from TK’s hips up to his sides, rubbing his thumbs over TK’s stomach. “We can’t have that. What do you want, cariño? I’ll get you anything you want.”

“I don’t know,” TK says, tugging on Carlos’s ear before climbing down from the table. “Let’s grab our shirts and see if anybody wants to check out one of the restaurants.”

He ducks through the curtain and finds Iris and Nancy sitting in their cabana, eyebrows raised in amusement.

“You and Carlos getting frisky over there?” Nancy asks from behind her cocktail glass.

“No,” TK huffs, grabbing his shirt and throwing it over his head.

“That’s not what your neck is saying,” Iris replies. TK slaps a hand over the spot Carlos had been sucking at on his neck.

“Dammit.”

Continue reading on ao3

Tagging @heartstringsduet @whatsintheboxmh @ironheartwriter @corsage @carlos-in-glasses @nisbanisba @chicgeekgirl89 @captain-gillian @literateowl @emsprovisions @bonheur-cafe @alrightbuckaroo @orchidscript @honeybee-taskforce @thisbuildinghasfeelings @welcometololaland @eclectic-sassycoweyes @tellmegoodbye @ladytessa74 @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @basilsunrise @lightningboltreader @liminalmemories21 @freneticfloetry @sapphic--kiwi @herefortarlos @firstprince-history-huh @fitzherbertssmolder @fifthrideroftheapocalypse @strandnreyes @paperstorm @filet-o-feelings @fallout-mars @your-catfish-friend @kiwichaeng @tinyluminaryzombie @guardian-angle22 @rmd-writes @iboatedhere @reyesstrand @never-blooms @decafdino @certifiedflower and OPEN TAG 🏷️

[carlos-in-glasses]

Thank you for the tag @whattarush @ironheartwriter @corsage

@lemonlyman-dotcom @bonheur-cafe @heartstringsduet @strandnreyes 🧡

This is from chapter 1 of Poet Fic (which also doubles as a TK sickfic). Planning to post this Sunday!:

Carlos is going to love saying I told you so.

TK started feeling headachy yesterday while getting ready to go out for their anniversary picnic. By the time they were rolling their smart red blanket out near a shady creek in the habitat preserve, TK was pawing bear-like into their wicker hamper, untwisting the cap of a chilled San Pellegrino in a panic. Carlos, quirking a curious brow, watched him glug almost the whole bottle in one go.

TK rapidly explained that his throat was dry. Didn’t want to use the word sore. But eventually he couldn’t stand it. The Camembert might as well have been garnished with razor blades, it hurt so much going down.

Carlos advised very sensibly this morning that TK call in sick, due to the throat-of-blades evolving overnight into an intense bronchial tickle. And now look. TK Strand has a fever, a runny nose, a fading voice, gross cough, crackly breath, and he actually did sneeze fifteen times in one minute this afternoon. Nancy counted. His headache, which he woke up with, has pooled ever-downwards into his sinuses, and his eyeballs feel like baseballs that have just been batted spectacularly in the World Series. Nancy said his cough sounded like, “The bark of a seal slapping dramatically down a theme park waterslide.”He laughed, trying to see the funny side, but then he coughed so much he heaved and Captain Vega said, “Okay, TK, office – now!”

Trying to see the funny side takes energy anyway. He slumps in his chair across from the boss who loves him like a mother, and checks the text message that came through a moment ago.

“Oh no–” he sits forwards, “Cap–”

“TK?” Captain Vega looks up from her clipboard, pen poised over a pink-toned slip of paper. “What’s wrong?”

Open tag and tags below:

@paperstorm @thisbuildinghasfeelings @lightningboltreader @reyesstrand @goodways

@rmd-writes @welcometololaland @ladytessa74

@never-blooms @liminalmemories21 @alrightbuckaroo @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

@chicgeekgirl89 @freneticfloetry @theghostofashton @honeybee-taskforce

@sugdenlovesdingle @herefortarlos @orchidscript @tellmegoodbye

@three-drink-amy @carlos-tk @pimento-playing-hopscotch

@eclectic-sassycoweyes @kiwichaeng @literateowl @butchreyes

@captain-gillian @nancys-braids @fifthrideroftheapocalypse

@emsprovisions @sapphic--kiwi @anactualcaseofthetruth

@nisbanisba - if you want to share/haven't already! No pressure ever! ❤️🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜

[thesleepyskipper]

Six Sentence Sunday!

Well, I had a very productive Sunday and managed to finish this post-canon wedding one-shot WITH ALL THE FEELS today! This one's for @firenati0n ❤️ with a special shout out to @caterpills for helping me with it!

Thank you to @suseagull04, @sophie1973, @tailsbeth-writes, @onthewaytosomewhere, @iboatedhere for today's tags

and @miss-minnelli who tagged me while I was writing this post!

Here's a little taste:

About five hundred of those five hundred and ten days had been spent planning how to ask Henry to marry him. Alex needed the perfect proposal spot, the perfect ring, the perfect plan. Henry was a prince, for fuck’s sake, and he certainly deserved perfection as far as their engagement was concerned. Alex was nothing if not a perfectionist by nature to begin with, so it should have been easy. He was also a workaholic who was willing to put in a hundred and twenty percent to make sure everything was exactly right. (One hundred and ten was enough for your typical run-of-the-mill overachiever, but not for Alex Claremont-Diaz.)

You can read the rest here on AO3: yours, forever by thesleepyskipper

Would love to see what everyone's been up to this weekend! So consider this an open tag and more tags below the cut!

@welcometololaland, @cricketnationrise, @myheartalivewrites, @kiwiana-writes, @orchidscript

@rmd-writes, @celeritas2997, @noahreids, @alasse9, @cha-melodius

@henryspearl, @tinyarmedtrex, @leaves-of-laurelin, @14carrotghoul

@three-drink-amy, @stereopticons, @smblmn, @lilythesilly, @blueeyedgrlwrites

@nontoxic-writes, @indestructibleheart, @maxbegone, @clockwrkpendrxgon, @piratefalls

@anincompletelist, @anchoredarchangel, @emmalostinwonderland, @littlemisskittentoes @sparklepocalypse,

@judasofsuburbia, @heysweetheart-writes, @bitbybitwrites

@jmagnabo92, @wordsofhoneydew, @run-for-chamo-miles, @zwiazdziarka, @getmehighonmagic

@hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @dragonflylady77, @agame-writes, @nocoastposts, @lightningboltreader

@inexplicablymine, @na-dineee, @notspecialbabe, @benwvatt, @cactusdragon517

@onetwistedmiracle, @ninzied, @porcelainmortal, @bitsnpisces, @theprinceandagcd

@kordeliafawkes, @stratocumulusperlucidus, @idealuk, @stellarmeadow, @eusuntgratie

@lizzie-bennetdarcy, @dreamtigress, @duchessdepolignaca03, @kj-bee,

@priincebutt, @stellarmeadow, @softboynick, @fullsunsets,

@firstprincefairytale, @rachelica9, @readstheroom, @anti-homophobia-cheese, @thighzp

@mikibwrites, @swearphil, @flowerfan2, @rarelyrad, @letloverule1111

[cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut]

Good Wednesday to you all! True to form, I’m bringing all the angst today…👀

“Did he tell you his name?” Carlos asks. He schools his tone, infuses so much softness into it just to mask the breathless jackhammer of his pulse. TK is quiet, hunched over on the couch with a spare basin clutched to his chest, head bent over it in case he needs to vomit again. It would be the third time tonight, by his own account, but the first since Paul brought him back home. The loft is quiet, the air so still it feels thin and difficult. The only cacophony is in Carlos himself, anguish and sympathy in the whir of his blood, fingers shaking as he rubs TK’s back. He swallows the rage at the back of his throat, pretends he cannot taste it, that it isn’t making his teeth ache.

But it is.

“Baby?” He prompts gently — so gently — and TK twists softly away from his touch. He looks small like this; depleted; withdrawn.

“Stop,” TK breathes, shaking his head with an audible swallow. Carlos halts immediately. “It’s gonna make me throw up.”

Carlos lifts his hand from TK’s back. He lowers it into his own lap instead and curls his fingers into a trembling fist. If only Carlos had been there tonight. Maybe all of this could have been avoided. Or maybe it couldn’t. Maybe he could have used this fist when it was needed, and the person who targeted his husband would never have gotten away.

No pressure tags under the cut 💛

@ambiguouspenny @birdclowns @bonheur-cafe @carlos-in-glasses @carlos-tk

@catanisspicy @chicgeekgirl89 @eclectic-sassycoweyes @fitzherbertssmolder @goodways

@heartstringsduet @herefortarlos @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @jesuisici33 @literateowl

@lightningboltreader @liminalmemories21 @lemonlyman-dotcom @louis-ii-reyes-strand @mooshkat

@noxsoulmate @nancys-braids @never-blooms @orchidscript @paperstorm

@rmd-writes @reasonandfaithinharmony @reyesstrand @sugdenlovesdingle @strandnreyes

@sanjuwrites @safeaswrites @three-drink-amy @tellmegoodbye @theghostofashton

@thebumblecee @vineofroses @welcometololaland @chaotictarlos @alrightbuckaroo

@fallout-mars @thisbuildinghasfeelings

&YOU if you’re not tagged and wanna play!

[lonestar-s5countdown]

We have a bit of a different game this week to help us all engage in some final season 5 speculation! Send some asks with emojis to get the speculation conversation going:

3️⃣ What are three things you’re hoping to see in season 5?

👬 What Tarlos moments are you most looking forward to?

🤗 Which character are you most excited to see in season 5?

🤏Which minor character(s) will we see again?

🍭 What new terms of endearment do you think we might hear from TK and Carlos?

💔 Which couple is most in danger of breaking up?

💒 Who is most likely to get married?

🔫 Who murdered Gabriel?

🔍 How will Grace’s absence be explained?

👩‍🚒 Who is going to take Judd’s lieutenant position?

🩹 How is Robert’s death going to impact Owen?

🚑 How does Nancy become captain?

🤠 What are your thots on the two belts and the rest of Carlos’ Ranger uniform?

💍 How will TK and Carlos celebrate their anniversary?

🧑‍🍼 What is going to happen with Jonah and Enzo?

👶 How old is Jonah?

🗻 How do you think Tommy and Trevor’s relationship will progress?

☎️ How will Wyatt do as the new dispatcher?

🕺 How does Judd make it back to the firehouse?

⚰️ Will anyone die this season?

Tagging some people who might be interested to help get us started:

@lemonlyman-dotcom @strandnreyes @she-walked-away @ladytessa74 @herefortarlos

@thisbuildinghasfeelings @paperstorm @heartstringsduet @alrightbuckaroo @happilylovingchaos

@fifthrideroftheapocalypse @literateowl @birdclowns @nancys-braids @emsprovisions

@tellmegoodbye @ironheartwriter @bonheur-cafe @tkslittlesway @theghostofashton

@goldenskykaysani @toomanycupsoftea @carlos-in-glasses @guardian-angle22 @reyesstrand

@welcometololaland @rmd-writes @lightningboltreader @tinyluminaryzombie @sugdenlovesdingle

@shes-an-oddbird @decafdino @butchreyes @corsage @the-126-family

[whatsintheboxmh]

wip wednesday

ty♡ @paperstorm @heartstringsduet @lemonlyman-dotcom @strandnreyes @alrightbuckaroo

@carlos-in-glasses @corsage

Look at the latest belt art I posted today!

NY art is been slow going!

Halloween art somehow came up with the idea, so I'm just going to draw it

LOU2 art time lapse

taggig

@lightningboltreader @lemonlyman-dotcom @eclectic-sassycoweyes

@theghostofashton @fallout-mars

@herefortarlos @honeybee-taskforce @ladytessa74

@liminalmemories21 @freneticfloetry @chicgeekgirl89

@carlos-tk @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

@noxsoulmate @never-blooms @reyesstrand

@rmd-writes @goodways @bonheur-cafe

@alrightbuckaroo @orchidscript @welcometololaland

@strandnreyes @tinyluminaryzombie

@thisbuildinghasfeelings @paperstorm @nancys-braids

@heartstringsduet @carlos-in-glasses @tellmegoodbye @cowboytarlos

@ironheartwriter @decafdino @literateowl

@fifthrideroftheapocalypse @emsprovisions @sapphic--kiwi

@corsage @goodways

@carlos-tk @alrightbuckaroo @carlos-in-glasses

@orchidscript @glittersocks7778

[alrightbuckaroo]

Happy Wednesday, everyone! Here's something not at all safe for work for something I'm working on in which Carlos gives TK a helping hand :) (If you don't want to be tagged in snippets like this, just let me know!)

“Does that feel good?” Carlos asks softly, looking up at TK but never once slowing his strokes.

“Yes,” TK’s breath hitches and his hips buck. Carlos grins, lecherously, and TK feels his heart grows three times in size. Even under pleasurable agony, his heart is hellbent on finding new ways to fall in love.

“Good,” Carlos replies, and his voice sounds deceptively dulcet. He looks down and TK’s heart falters at the lost connection.

Carlos sees a pearl of white starting to bead at the tip of TK’s dick, so he presses his thumb against it. He paints the head, grinning when he hears a violent gasp fall from TK’s lips.

TK, overwhelmed by the sensation, goes to step back, but Carlos wraps a hand around his clothed thigh, holding him still.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asks, increasing the speed of his strokes. Underneath his fingertips, Carlos can feel TK’s body go tense as he tries to stay motionless. Carlos’ touch is a live wire and he’s ensnared TK in his electric grip.

Before TK can apologize for his misstep, “Fuck,” spills out instead. His muscles constrict underneath Carlos’ caress, stuck between wanting to chase his orgasm and wanting to do what Carlos says.

Carlos makes the choice for him.

Thanks, as always, for the tags:

@paperstorm, @strandnreyes, @orchidscript, and @lemonlyman-dotcom!

No pressure tagging:

@bonheur-cafe, @heartstringsduet, @reyesstrand, @herefortarlos, @lightningboltreader

@carlos-in-glasses, @literateowl, @freneticfloetry, @fifthrideroftheapocalypse, @honeybee-taskforce

@ironheartwriter, @your-catfish-friend, @theghostofashton, @thisbuildinghasfeelings, @eclectic-sassycoweyes

@whatsintheboxmh, @welcometololaland, @rmd-writes, @basilsunrise, @captain-gillian

@cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @never-blooms, @mikibwrites, @emsprovisions, and here's an open tag :)

[lightningboltreader]

Work is Published Wednesday

Happy Valentine's Day my loves!

I present this prompt fill for @paperstorm's 19. Bakery AU involving an abundance of Valentine's cookies/cupcakes -

“I’m Carlos,” he says, holding out his hand. “Carlos Reyes, first responder. Ordered two dozen cupcakes.” The man giggles again. Carlos wants to pick him up and carry him home. “TK Strand,” he says, with a warm hand and a surprisingly strong handshake. “Two dozen vegan, monkfruit cupcakes for my team, courtesy of my health nut father.” “Ah ha!” Carlos returns, receiving several answers about his order at once. But wait. “Strand? Your father’s captain of the 126.” Did he really just tell a stranger about his own dad? TK smiles kindly, choosing to be merciful about having this information. “Yep, for a little while now. I’m surprised we haven’t worked with you, Officer Reyes." Oh, Carlos likes the sound of his name in TK’s mouth. 

💕 Read on A03 - (G), 5k 💕

It's late, so I open this up to anyone who has something to share. Thank you @heartstringsduet, @sznofthesticks, @strandnreyes, @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad, @alrightbuckaroo, @whatsintheboxmh, @redshirt2, @bonheur-cafe, @lemonlyman-dotcom, @liminalmemories21 - I can't wait to read yours and all the other updates in my feed and on A03.

❤️💜❤️💜

[welcometololaland]

seven sentence sunday but not! sorry this is a queued post so if you've tagged me I APOLOGISE and beg eternally for your forgiveness. also, it's a eurotrip week? month? anyway, apologies to the 911 lone star fandom - i will be back next week? month? whenever i manage to put down words for the ring in (difficult recently).

There’s a vulnerability to it that makes Alex do a double take, even before he hears the words. It kinda kills him to make a big deal out of this – he could carry on justifying the extravagant purchases by giving better blowjobs – but that’s not what this is. What he wants is a summer romance steeped in mutual attraction. He didn’t ask for a very young, very hot, sugar daddy.

“You are looking after me,” he argues, flailing one arm in a way that is supposed to be expressive but probably looks a little unhinged. “Finding activities I can do on crutches? Booking Ubers everywhere? Making sure my foot is elevated every night even when I'm a little bitch about it? You’re doing more than enough. A V-8 supercar is not going to make me like you more.”

Henry makes a tiny noise, like he’s being strangled.

“What?” Alex asks sharply.

“Technically, it’s a V-10.”

“Is that even possible?” Alex cries. “I just— Fuck. You don’t have to go all Fast and Furious, okay? I like you just as much in this extremely fuel inefficient car as I like you squeezing into a hostel bed that probably has bed bugs.”

(don't ask about alex's foot that plot point is highly ridiculous) OPEN TAG and tags below

@rmd-writes @cha-melodius @freneticfloetry @bonheur-cafe @heartstringsduet

@suseagull04 @lemonlyman-dotcom @beautifulhigh @blueeyedgrlwrites @strandnreyes

@reyesstrand @lilythesilly @littlemissmarianna @clottedcreamfudge @chicgeekgirl89

@liminalmemories21 @theghostofashton @emmalostinwonderland @eclectic-sassycoweyes @kiwiana-writes

@indestructibleheart @safeaswrites @inexplicablymine @absoluteaudacitywrites @affectionatelyrs @firenati0n

@ships-to-sail @orchidscript @ironheartwriter @thesleepyskipper @happiness-of-the-pursuit

@hippolotamus @carlos-in-glasses @lightningboltreader @carlos-tk @porcelainmortal

@sherryvalli @myheartalivewrites @anincompletelist @leaves-of-laurelin @tintagel-or-cockleshells

@agame-writes @cricketnationrise @dumbpeachjuice @stereopticons @sparklepocalypse

@cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @birdclowns @alrightbuckaroo @ladytessa74 @tellmegoodbye

[heartstringsduet]

Happy Wednesday peeps. Can you believe it's almost time for the new season? AH. Anyway here's something I wrote last year and I might revive for said season for TK's birthday. Thank you @lemonlyman-dotcom @emsprovisions and @strandnreyes for the tag

The very first person TK Strand's life touched was his father’s.

“You’re responsible if I’m pregnant, so you look,” Gwyn had said, closing her eyes as she blindly handed him the pregnancy test he took with poised fingers and a racing pulse. And there it was. There he was, making Owen the very first person to know of TK, right then nothing but a tiny cell bundle the size of a pea and two red lines on white plastic.

He’s knows Gwyn would throw her long side sleeper pillows at him, the open sandals she had to wear because her feet had swollen like balloons, the breast pumps and pre-natal vitamins, if he ever told her how happy he was about that fact that he knew TK first.

For once in his life, Owen Strand kept his loose mouth shut.

They called their healthy baby boy Tyler, for his late brother, Kennedy because Gwyn insisted and he could hardly argue. Owen would call him TK before his toddler would babble, finding that his first name dragged up less fond memories than bring him back to the beach. And he was a TK. What that meant? Owen couldn’t say, but whirlwind boy exhausted even the youngest parents and fit his shortened name perfectly when they called after him.

Balancing TK on his arms and chest, on his shoulders then hips as he grew taller, Owen felt like he could hold his boy up and out of harms way - he could try, but he wouldn’t always succeed. TK would still run at full speed into the edge of their table, would tumble off the couch, would lose his first milk tooth on the playground slide he took head first and get bitten by a dog because he just wouldn’t stop petting them before asking. But Owen brushed his boy off, dried his tears and promised him that time would heal all wounds. 

And then the towers fell. OPEN TAG

@paperstorm @birdclowns @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

@carlos-in-glasses @carlos-tk @freneticfloetry @lightningboltreader

@corsage @literateowl @decafdino @never-blooms

@ladytessa74 @thisbuildinghasfeelings @butchreyes @didionisms

@reyesstrand @thebumblecee @chicgeekchef @sapphic--kiwi

@whatsintheboxmh @alrightbuckaroo @liminalmemories21

@welcometololaland @rmd-writes @theghostofashton

@actual-sleeping-beauty @nancys-braids @orchidscript

@goodways @ironheartwriter @tellmegoodbye

[strandnreyes]

thanks @paperstorm @corsage !!

Carlos’ brows furrow even deeper, creating the little crease on his forehead that appears when he’s stuck on a case. “I think I’m missing something. There’s only one other bedroom.”

Sarina seems like she’s becoming skeptical of assigning them to this operation if she has to spell out the sleeping arrangement like this. “Yes, you two will share the primary bedroom because you two are a married couple and that’s what married couples do. Do you want to blow your whole cover the first time you have guests over and they see your stuff split between two rooms?”

“Plenty of couples sleep in separate bedrooms,” Carlos argues and god, is TK that repulsive that Carlos can’t share a bed with him? Granted, it’s not like it’s just one night. It’s weeks, maybe months of them sleeping in close quarters. Feeling Carlos’ warmth on the other side of the mattress every night. Sharing blankets. Laying next to him in nothing but his boxers and a flimsy shirt. Accidentally spooning him in the middle of the night, waking up hard— shit.

Carlos might be right to be so scandalized by this arrangement.

“And you are not one of them.”

“I—”

“Detective Reyes, you will have to wear your retainer in front of TK or whatever it is you are embarrassed about whether you like it or not. Or I will reassign your case to someone else and you can take the Saint Johns narcotic op.”

TK tries not to snort a laugh as he wonders whether Carlos actually does have a retainer. He’d probably find a way to make it look good, a fact of life TK finds incredibly infuriating.

Carlos snaps his mouth shut and nods resolutely. “Yes, ma’am.”

tagging @reyesstrand @rmd-writes @whatsintheboxmh @welcometololaland @theghostofashton @thisbuildinghasfeelings @tellmegoodbye @ironheartwriter @orchidscript @alrightbuckaroo @freneticfloetry @heartstringsduet @lightningboltreader @liminalmemories21 @mikibwrites @basilsunrise @bonheur-cafe @chicgeekgirl89 @carlos-in-glasses @carlos-tk + open tag!!

[lemonlyman-dotcom]

Hello friends, taking a break from Kali fic today for a little preview of something coming 🔜

“Hey,” TK says softly once they’re alone in the pool. He kicks his feet up and wraps his legs around Carlos’s waist. Carlos immediately tightens his arms around TK and begins spinning them in a small circle.

“Hi,” Carlos says with an easy grin, nosing at TK’s jaw. TK laughs softly, feels so light floating here in his fiancé’s arms, so loved. He brings a hand up to push back the wet curls that have fallen across Carlos’s forehead.

“You look sexy like this,” TK says, voice low so only Carlos can hear. “And you seem happy. Relaxed.”

“I am happy. I’m really happy.”

“I like you happy,” TK whispers, leans in to rub his nose against Carlos’s. “I always wanna make you happy.” He pokes a finger into the dimple at the side of Carlos’s mouth. “Love to see this smile on your face.”

“You always make me happy, baby,” Carlos says, frowning at the questioning noise TK makes in response. “It’s true. Nobody’s ever made me feel the way you do.”

“Happy?” TK quietly questions.

“Not just happy.” Carlos pauses to kiss TK’s nose. “Baby, you make me feel …everything. Safe, like I can tell you anything. And strong and bold. And so incredibly loved. I feel so full of love when I’m with you, TK.”

The words shoot straight into TK’s heart, making him feel like the Grinch when his heart grows ten times bigger. It’s not exactly new information, but to hear Carlos say it sends his heart beating into overdrive. It’s everything he’s wanted for so long, to be with someone who values him, who cherishes him and finds him a source of comfort and safety. To know he makes Carlos feel this way, it’s almost too much, he feels like a helium balloon with nothing to tether him to earth but Carlos’s strong arms around him, ready to burst with all the love he has for this man. He surges forward to plant a desperate open-mouthed kiss on Carlos’s lips.

Carlos pulls his body impossibly closer and for one blissful moment they’re in their own world, just enjoying the feel of each other's lips and Carlos’s hands on TK’s waist and TK’s fingers running through Carlos’s hair.

There are tears on TK’s lashes when they pull apart. He blinks a few times, trying to tame his emotions.

“You make me feel all those things too, Carlos.” He sniffs. “I’m incredibly lucky.”

“I’m the lucky one,” Carlos says, rubbing their noses together again before dropping a soft kiss to TK’s forehead.

Thanks for the tag @heartstringsduet 💕

Tagging @whatsintheboxmh @ironheartwriter @corsage @carlos-in-glasses @nisbanisba @chicgeekgirl89 @captain-gillian @literateowl @emsprovisions @bonheur-cafe @alrightbuckaroo @orchidscript @honeybee-taskforce @thisbuildinghasfeelings @welcometololaland @eclectic-sassycoweyes @tellmegoodbye @ladytessa74 @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @basilsunrise @lightningboltreader @liminalmemories21 @freneticfloetry @sapphic--kiwi @herefortarlos @firstprince-history-huh @fitzherbertssmolder @fifthrideroftheapocalypse @strandnreyes @paperstorm @filet-o-feelings @fallout-mars @your-catfish-friend @kiwichaeng @tinyluminaryzombie @guardian-angle22 @rmd-writes @iboatedhere @reyesstrand @never-blooms @decafdino @certifiedflower and OPEN TAG 🏷️