#this is an open letter to carlos i guess

[operationslipperypuppet]

you can’t end a preview with BARON FROM THE BARONIES and expect me to just like. live for seven days.

[iamred-iamyellow]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ Spice Up Your Life

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♥ pairing: max verstappen x fem!beckham!model!reader

♥ synopsis: you’re the daughter of victoria and david beckham. ginger spice, aka geri halliwell and the wife of red bull principal was in a pop group with your mom, allowing you to visit the paddock frequently and meet the one and only max verstappen.

♥ smau - fc: isabelle mathers + girls on pinterest - as always none of the pictures are mine <3

♥ warnings: swearing !!!

♥ a/n: ft. a few familiar footballers and no horner

-August 2024-

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ynbeckham home sweet home

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judebellingham i’ll let the united kit slide for now

ynbeckham 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

user7 i need more judeyn content

k.mbappe @/ynbeckham your dad played for madrid too you know

ynbeckham @/k.mbappe yea i know

vinijr damn 😐

ynbeckham i love you guys I swear 🫶

manchesterunited welcome back

ynbeckham let’s start the season strong 💪

user1 she is her

user6 let’s go man u girlies

user2 stop it why is @/maxverstappen in her likes?

user3 because he has good taste?

user5 i’ve seen yn at madrid games sitting next to carlos so maybe max has seen her 🤷‍♀️

user7 @/user5 it’s that versainz influence

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ynbeckham madrid

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erling awh she even wore your kit

judebellingham i know 😍

user1 bet max wishes she was wearing his number lol

carlossainz55 @/ynbeckham i knew you’d come around eventually

ynbeckham peer pressure

realmadrid @/ynbeckham you love us

ynbeckham @/realmadrid i do 😔

user2 i LOVED seeing david & victoria there with yn

user3 right! it was so sweet

user4 the way they were cheering on jude too 🥹

user5 idk anything about the judeyn lore…

user4 @/user5 i gotchu! with davud being who he is yn had immediate connections to the world of football. madrid and united are the two teams most people know him from so yn quickly made friends with a lot of the players like jude!

maxverstappen1 feels like everyone was there except me 😅

ynbeckham you didn’t miss out on too much but you should totally come down to the pitch one day 🙃

maxverstappen1 @/ynbeckham maybe i can just invite you over to the paddock this weekend?

ynbeckham @/maxverstappen1 ill check my schedule

user7 SMOOTH

user8 stop it did max just pick up yn in her comment section 😭

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You pulled an already opened white envelope from your counter and spoke directly to your phone, which was recording you.

"I'm sure we've all seen the Max comments, everyone was raving about it. What I want to know is... who told her?" you pointed at the camera, sunlight reflecting off of the charms on your nails.

"I got this letter from Geri with a Red Bull paddock pass inside," you stated, pulling the lanyard out of the envelope. You flipped the pass ID over to show the camera up close, "Valid for: All Days."

You stepped back from the camera with a knowing look on your face, putting your hands on your hips.

You tilted your head, "I guess I'll see you in Monza."

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user1 she wasn’t joking 😭 she’s actually in monza

user2 whatever max wants max gets

davidbeckham i’ll be in the mercedes garage if you need me x

ynbeckham ok 🙂↕️

redbullracing @/davidbeckham you won’t be joining us?

davidbeckham @/redbullracing maybe i’d join you if i had a valid pass like yn

redbullracing 😬

user3 THEY DIDNT EVEN GIVE HIM PASSES HAHAHAHDJDJD

user5 no fucking wonder he’s hanging out at mclaren and mercedes 😭

user7 gonna need someone out there to record her and max's meeting tbh

gerihalliwell glad to see you put the paddock pass to use! can't wait to see @/victoriabeckham in Vegas <3

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user9 you couldn't get david passes too?

gerihalliwell I got 2 to give away... my hands are tied

user12 double it and give it to the next disgruntled dad

user8 lets go spice girls vegas reunion

user10 if they're gonna make vegas a whole thing we might as well have geri and victoria sing like they did in '97 for the mclaren car launch

user14 the f1 spice girls lore runs so deep

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-Post Race Interview-

”Max how did you feel about your race today?”

“Uhm,” he scratched his head. “Definitely could have done better, the car could’ve been better, but you know congrats to Charles.”

“I saw the Beckhams in the paddock today. How do you feel about Y/n cheering you on in your garage today?”

“It felt great you know? I’ve always wanted to meet her and her family. I’ve talked to two of the spice girls now so we’re getting close to crossing that off the bucket list.” he laughed. 

”Alright, thank you Max,” the interviewer said and he walked off.

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ynbeckham adorando il mio tempo qui in Italia 🇮🇹 @/charlesleclerc congrats on the win, i know tifosi is proud !! @/maxverstappen1 it was truly great to meet you, i hope we run into each other again soon <3

translation: adoring my time here in italy

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redbullracing we were glad to have you in the paddock yn!

ynbeckham thank you so much for having me <3

judebellingham you better invite me next time

redbullracing @/judebellingham i’ll try my best to🫡

k.mbappe @/redbullracing if you invite him you have to invite the whole team otherwise it’s just unfair

redbullracing it’s just an inchident

user1 oh and you just know max is shaking right now

charles_leclerc he dropped his phone

maxverstappen1 @/charles_leclerc delete this

user2 seems like max won’t be following charles on insta any time soon

user3 i loved seeing her in the paddock today! i don’t think i’ve seen her at any events other than for modeling or footy

user5 hopefully she’ll keep coming back

scuderiaferrari tifosi is definitely proud of charles! i’m sure they’d be happy to see you one day in our garage @/ynbeckham 😉

ynbeckham admin 🤭

redbullracing @/scuderiaferrari stop trying to steal our new mascot you already have leo and now roscoe

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ynbeckham getting ready for the versace runway

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bellahadid cant wait to see you walk ❤️

judebellingham still upset I wasnt invited but whatever

k.mbappe yeah get in line

user1 you are SO stunning

maxverstappen1 can't wait to see you

ynbeckham 🫶

user2 wait a damn minute max is gonna be there?

user3 or does he just mean see her again in general lmao 😭

user2 @/user3 why would he mean that?

user3 @/user2 I dunno he posts comments like they're private texts

user7 why are we not freaking out over the heart yn posted

user6 maxyn crumbs

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versace a collection unapologetically positive and authentically Very Versace…

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ynbeckham it was an absolute honor <3

francisca.cgomes you looked stunning 😘

ynbeckham thank you kika 💋

user8 the three of them ate the runway up

landonorris hire me next

ynbeckham I think max would make the perfect model 😍

landonorris ...

user2 shes whipped for him

user3 is she wrong tho

gigihadid great to see you again Lewis <3 its been a long time

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user7 hang on let them cook

user12 yns dress >>

user5 lewis is completing his side quests rn

judebellingham our girl walked a runway 🥹

vinjir shes all grown up

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yns insta story

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ynbeckham GUESS WHO HAS A DATE

judebellingham it was about time

user1 whoever it is wife her up

carlossainz55 if i’m the date does that mean we get to go to a madrid game

ynbeckham @/carlossainz55 wow using me for clout much

maxverstappen @/ynbeckham @/carlossainz55 couldn’t be me

user2 MAX 😭

user3 max is putting in the WORK

user5 wait a minute does this mean her date is not max?

user7 wdym?

user5 he didn’t like the post and sure he commented but certainly he wouldn’t still be trying to put moves on her is they were already going out…

user6 @/user5 you better be lying 😭

user10 NO please I need maxyn

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maxverstappen1 a much needed vacation before vegas

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user1 max blink twice if you need help 😰

user2 i’m really starting to lose hope in maxyn

user3 why was he at versace then?

user4 i dunno having the seven time world champ and the two current champ contenders there is good for business maybe?

user5 yn is still going to vegas tho

user6 she could just be going there for her mom and geri

user7 guys..

user10 no please they were just flirting in comments like two days ago

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ynbeckham it’s race weekend! how are we feeling?

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manchesterunited feeling like you abandoned us :/

user10 i can’t believe she’s missing united vs city for this 😔

ynbeckham i have to support my man this comment has been deleted

user1 yn we need a vegas vlog 😩

user2 spice girls reunion go crazy in the chat

gigihadid i’ll see you again soon <3

ynbeckham <3

judebellingham wish i could be there

ynbeckham call me when your season is over

user3 judeyn…

user7 guys what if she’s dating jude

judebellingham @/user7 i can confidently say she’s not

user7 @/judebellingham but what if that’s a cover up 🫣

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f1 for the second time in a row max vestappen has won the vegas grand prix

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ynbeckham @/maxverstappen1 i’m so proud of you. love you so much ❤️

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user3 MAXYN IS REAL

user7 i just dropped my phone

user10 i fell to the ground

user4 this is what we’ve been waiting for

user7 congratulations max 🫶

ynbeckham DU DU DU DU MAX VERSTAPPEN

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francisca.cgomes you two are so cute together 🥹

user1 stop it they’re so adorable

user2 david is being awfully calm right now lol

alexandrasaintmleux we should double date

ynbeckham we’re so there!

ynbeckham love you so much

maxverstappen1 i love you more

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voguemagazine yn beckham to be on the cover of british vogue

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bellahadid congrats on your first cover i’m so proud 🥹

ynbeckham thank you bella 🫶

user1 she is SO beautiful

rhode come model for us 😍

ynbeckham just say when

user2 your favorite nepo baby’s favorite nepo baby

maxverstappen1 buying every printed issue right now ❤️

ynbeckham stop im blushing 🤭

[lando-piastri]

Maybe a lil carlando birthday fic? Lando teasing Carlos about being 30 and Carlos teasing Lando about being into “old men”

I guess Lando likes frogs in this one??? idk where this came from lol also its an au where his bday doesn't fall on a race bc it worked better 😅

Lando closes the door to their apartment with a soft click, careful not to wake Carlos who’s still sleeping soundly in the bedroom. He leaves his keys on the little frog-shaped dish that stands on the table next to the door. Carlos had given it to him as a joke once, but Lando had found it adorable and immediately gave it a new home as a place for all their little trinkets. 

He smiles fondly at this memory and he makes his way to the kitchen, where he can finally put down the heavy box he’s carrying. He quickly washes his hands in the sink before he comes back to assess his efforts. The birthday cake he’s gotten for Carlos has thankfully survived the transport from the shop to his car and to the apartment. The writing he had requested on top is done with smooth, glittery red letters, their color contrasting nicely with the black of the cake. All in all, Lando is very satisfied with the result.

The telltale sounds of Carlos waking up and going to the bathroom prompt Lando to stop staring at the black cake and finally put it in the fridge. For now, milk and cereal will have to do.

~~

When Carlos enters the kitchen five minutes later, he’s greeted by a very excited Lando sprinting to his arms. A big smile splits on his face as he opens them to encompass the other man to a hug.

“Good morning mi amor,” he whispers and places a small kiss on the top of his head. Lando’s curls tickling his nose softly fills him with a love he can’t handle that early in the morning. “Your hair is tickling me” he says instead, hoping Lando will understand him anyways.

Lando understands him, of course. He kisses him deeply, and a little messily too, but Carlos pretends not to notice the little tear threatening to fall from his eye. “Happy birthday baby” he breathes against his lips, before pulling him into a tight hug, burying his face in Carlos’ chest.

When they pull apart, Lando beckons Carlos to the table and places a big bowl of cereal in front of him. They sit on the table eating their breakfast, their feet touching every few seconds. Carlos thinks it’s one of the best mornings of his life.

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They move to the sofa later, Lando snuggled against Carlos’ side, with the other man’s hand draped around his shoulders. He pokes his hand against his ribs, a mischievous grin forming on his face. When Carlos turns to look at him, he passes him the remote and plasters the most innocent expression that he can manage on his face.

“Do you want to choose the show we watch today, honey?” he says casually, his voice not betraying him for a second.

Carlos turns to look at him at that, his raised eyebrow almost reaching his hairline, but he can’t read the expression on Lando’s face. “What happened to I’m the youngest, so I get to choose then?”

At this, Lando starts to crack. He still delivers his joke before he bursts out laughing though. “Oh well, I thought, since you’re turning thirty, I’ve got to respect my elders, you know?” 

He bolts out of the sofa as he says that, and narrowingly manages to avoid Carlos’ tickle-trap. He still hears his squeak of indignation as he enters the kitchen though.

~~

When he comes back, Carlos has put on some show and is waiting for him with a little too innocent of a smile on his face, in Lando’s opinion. When he sees the cake in his arms, however, he bounces quickly up and on his feet, forgetting about Lando’s teasing from before. Until he sees the cake, that is.

It’s a beautiful black cake, with his driver’s number drawn on the side and a chili pepper next to it. It’s only when Lando puts the cake on the table that he can see what is written, and he immediately tackles him to the sofa, the tickling not avoided this time.

In between bursts of laughs, Lando manages to form a sentence. “What? I knew you would love it!”

“Lando! You’ve literally written Happy Birthday Old Man on it! I’m not that old, I just turned thirty!” He jabs a finger in his armpit, just to be sure he got his point across.

Lando, however, seems to really enjoy being tickled today, because he doesn’t stop. “Exactly! You’re, like, ancient. You have to bestow your wisdom on me.”

A shit-eating grin forms on Carlos’ face when he hears that. “Well, Landito, my piece of wisdom is as follows. Lando Norris is into old men,” he fake-whispers. “It’s true, he told me himself. He likes them really old. In fact, he loves it especially when they’re past thirty.” He makes a mock-shocked face, like he’s scandalized to hear what just came out of his mouth. 

Lando seems to find this hilarious. He’s laughing so much that tears form in his eyes and he would be doubling in half if Carlos wasn’t sitting half on top of him.

When he calms down, he pulls him in for a kiss before sitting up to serve them some cake. “It’s your birthday Carlos, you get to choose which piece you want first,” he says, and grabs the knife he’d left on the table.

Carlos looks at him excitedly when he hears that and rushes to investigate the two pieces of cake he had cut.

~~

Later, when they’re sitting in bed, Carlos thinks this is the best birthday he’s had in a while. And if the next morning he makes Lando call him old man as he’s making him  unravel under his touch, well, that’s no one else’s business but his own.

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Random Thoughts I Had While Rewatching Descendants 1

So I'm guessing Auradon is the size of Eurasia? Cause Europe seems too small, and most of the stories take place in Europe.

Are there Isle guards? I'm guessing because how else do the posters of Beast get put on the Isle?

Beast's crown looks so fake

So is that Ben's dorm room? Or is that his castle room? Is he a day student? (Which, considering he's becoming High King would be smart) I'm curious now

How many outdoor string lights do people in Auradon throw out?

HOW DOES THE ISLE HAVE ELECTRICITY? Are there villains dedicated to keeping it running? Actually, that would be hilarious, especially if that means people don't mess with them. OR they do mess with them and there are just frequent power outages. More likely, now that I think about it.

CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT MALEFICENT'S LETTER MAGNETS! Ha, what if Hades left them there and she just never threw them out? He seems more like the one to have letter magnets.

I don't care about the book timeline, the villains and core four all seem a lot more familiar with each other than just a few weeks or days or whatever. I'm saying its been months at least since the core four became a gang. If not a year.

I know its a Dcom, but I kinda wish that the villains weren't treated as comedy relief. Like, its implied that the kids aren't loved, that they are scared of their parents, but the way the parents are written... excluding the end with Maleficent, they don't seem that scary and all.

Seriously, there must be royal guards, right?

Really wish we had gotten to see the limo driver again.

Have to admit, I really like Ben's darker suit jacket. But why, why the yellow pants.

Ugh, I love Mal's D1 hair.

So... where are the magical people. "Most of us are ordinary royals." Yes, but, but, there is a lot of magic is Disney movies. Where have the magical people GONE. This is concerning.

Auradon Prep is FILLED with royal children, including the soon-to-be High King. The museum is filled with priceless magical artifacts. WHERE IS THE SECURITY. WHERE ARE THE GUARDS.

The beginning of Evil Like Me makes me want to hug Mal.

Are there NO SECURITY CAMERAS?? No other alarms??

WHY ARE THEY HAVING REMEDIAL GOODNESS OUT IN THE OPEN. That should be a PRIVATE class.

Ben, how did you not notice Carlos screaming?

How I wish they would have kept Evie's wavy/curly hair

I really wish there had been more Mal-Jay moments

They were in a public area. How did no one notice what was going on with Ben? DOUG WAS RIGHT BEHIND THEM

You know, none of Ben's classmates seem surprised by his love declaration. Or surprised by the "break up" with Audrey. Hmmm.

You cannot convince me that Ben didn't purposefully tell his parents about Mal right then JUST so he could have a picture of their reaction.

Baby Bal is so cute DX

Honestly, the Family Day fiasco was Audrey and Chad's fault KING BEAST

"No son, its yours." EXCUSE ME SIR

I wonder how much magical strength one must have in order to wield Fairy Godmother's wand. And I feel bad that Jane couldn't.

"I want to go to school. And be with Ben. Because Ben makes me really happy." Don't mind me just crying.

This whole scene makes me cry DX

"Gaston should be jealous." Ew. No. Stop. Creepy.

So whatever happened with the Jay/Audrey thing? I CANNOT be the only one who remembers the shipping days for them.

Other thoughts:

Nostalgia hits hard every time

I miss the D1 clothes! D2 and D3 felt more "costumey" if that makes sense. D1 feels more like... teenagers. And, at least for the Isle outfits, more thrown together. Not as polished, in a way.

I have to admit, kinda wish there was more Aladdin related stuff in the movie. You have Audrey and Mal, Evie and Doug, and Carlos and Dude, but no Aladdin-related characters for Jay? Sure, Aziz is mentioned in the books, and Jordan is in Wicked World, but still. Oh well.

[madlyn5ever]

Part 2 of Madlyn headcanons!

-despite texting pretty much everyday (except that time between the Halloween party and opening night where Ash wasn’t texting Maddie)

Ashlyn has no idea where the hell the siblings actually went when everyone didn’t show up for rehearsals that one day (or where they go in general when they’re not at school) (especially since Miss Jenn only seemed phased that everyone else was missing and not Jet or Maddox) and she finds out that the siblings had to fly home to help their parents pack up their house to move.

Ashlyn has never been happier than she was learning that her girlfriend was actually moving to live near her.

(Okay but seriously this plot line was very thinly fleshed out like it appears they moved schools to be at East, but it also somehow to me heavily seems like they’re from California, -maybe that’s just cause I am and shallow lake is in CA- so they’d have to move states, right?)

-Maddox tries to teach Ashlyn archery. Tries.

-Ashlyn gets Maddox to watch a show her, Carlos, and Kourtney watch together. She doesn’t totally get it but she doesn’t say anything so that she can spend time with Ash. Eventually though she gets really into it in secret at Ashlyn’s when she leaves her room for a minute and Ash, suspecting that she didn’t really have much interest in it stands in her door frame smiling smugly at her girlfriend until she notices her prescience and, whilst having been screaming at the tv about what the characters should be doing, freezes in embarrassment.

-Maddox watches camp site set up videos on YouTube, just, people setting up camp sites either with music over the video or with the people explaining what they’re doing and why. Like how to set up a tent (she already knows but she likes to watch) and one time she stumbled upon Dewey Wood advertising camp shallow lake, (with passive aggressive feelings about the campers) and explaining how the Cabins get ready for summer.

He mentions that there’s really only one camper he more than tolerates, because she actually respects the camp and it’s rules to the letter, and he wants to hire her but she’s legally not allowed to work for him because she doesn’t have any certificates to watch children. He is talking about Gadget.

She never brings it up to him but when she hears “I don’t really like children, but there is one camper, Gadget, who’s been coming her for years, she actually respects the place. If you ever come her for the summer talk to her, and maybe if you listen this place won’t be such a mess.”

- Ashlyn put a whole handful of coins in her mouth as a child. (I can’t explain it she just looks like she did that)

-They’re song (other than call it what you want) is ‘If My Heart Was A House’ by Owl City

-after everyone goes to Denny’s opening night, they all go to Ashlyn’s house (EJ’s staying over so everyone is allowed to stay over not just the Girl’s and Seb) and Ash and Maddox finally officially confirm that they’re girlfriends to each other. Everyone say’s their “ooo”’s and embarrasses them light heartedly. Jet does it the most, Maddox’s being his sister and bestfriend and all,

One comment from Maddox to Jet about him and Kourtney shuts that up real quick.

- Ashlyn asks Maddox what she wants to do for their first date. An escape room she can’t solve was not what Ashlyn thought she’d choose, but listening to Maddie confidently guess tings that aren’t part of the puzzle and try and connect objects that don’t go with finding their key is worth it. She doesn’t have the heart to tell Maddox how bad she clearly is at escape rooms so she goes along with it and tries to connect Maddox’s “clues” with her while also secretly solving the real puzzle and let’s Maddie “find” the key once she solves it by gingerly convincing Maddox to “maybe check under that box over there”

Maddox still has no idea.

-Maddox eventually gets Ashlyn to watch Shang Chi for the first time with her since she almost knows the movie by heart now. She’s so excited to show her girlfriend Michelle Yeoh, and also Awkwafina singing Hotel California.

[heartstringsduet]

Since '5 + 1 thing Carlos isn't good at' won the WIP poll game, have 16 (ish) sentences from it. This is them playing charades.

“Come on, we must have had the hardest words.” TK bemoans, as Paul and Marjan high five. Carlos has never looked more beaten down, his shoulders hunched low and his brows drawn in tight as he comes back to the couch. Quickly, TK wraps a hand around his taunt back. “What words did we have?” Carlos mouth twists in time with the hands in his lap. “Envelope and angel.” “Oh.” “Wait,” Paul cries, eyes wide. “You’re telling me you had envelope and didn’t mime opening a letter?” Marjan chimes in before Carlos can answer. “Why’d you point to your head?” “For a halo,” Carlos pushes out through tightly pressed lips.  “You didn’t think to just do the classic circle over your head halo thing?” TK teases while miming the gesture.  Carlos leans forward then and crosses his arms. His voice is sharp as a dagger when he says, "Well it wasn’t your guys' turn, was it?" Marjan's eyes go wide just as Paul pulls a face. The only one laughing is TK. He can't help it. He only laughs harder when Carlos shoots him a deadly glare. It's just so surprising how riled up Carlos can get and most surprising to find out the one thing he is bad at. The game continues with Paul being marginally worse than the apparent mime Marjan, so they only get three points. Carlos scowl grows at every single point until it looks like steam is coming out of his ears. When it's TK's turn again, there is a new fire in Carlos. Before TK can even start miming an owl, Carlos has shouted, “House, man, dog, a jet, a plane.” “I- I haven’t started,” TK mumbles and gets interrupted by Paul yelling “No talking!” Suddenly, Carlos’ ambition isn’t charming anymore. He is leaned forward on his seat, wringing his hands and shouting words like he’s a father in the stands whose dreams are placed on the kid playing football.  "Come on, T, next, next, next," he bellows when they finally get a point. When the time runs out just when Carlos guesses right, a slightly heated argument breaks out between him and Marjan. 

thanks for voting <3

[pastryland]

piarles completed fic recommendations

If any of the authors of the fics mentioned here or are tagged and don't want their fics to be here, please let me know and I'll remove it!

Will update this list periodically

❤️ = favorite

⭐️ = I love fics by this author in general

❌ = triggering themes

🔥 = explicit

The World We Knew - 24k - ❌

Charles' career is failing and his dreams are slowly drifting further and further out of reach. Desperate times call for desperate measures but he would have never guessed that all of this mess would bring him back to the one person who's been haunting his dreams for the past four years. AKA Charles is an escort and Pierre works for the mafia. Somehow, the universe brings them back together but she doesn't treat them kindly.

induction, consolidation, maintenance - 6k - ❤️ ❌

In which Charles is sick, Pierre is desperate, and he wishes he didn't have to do what he's doing to pay for Charles to have a chance.

Almost Total Wreck - 2k - ❌ 🔥 - also has Charles/Carlos

He imagines telling Pierre about it: he spat right in my face and I came like that it was so good, and he’s already replacing the man’s orgasm with his own, making his wounded sounds as he drags it out kicking and screaming, so that by the time he’s done his stomach hurts with it, his head pounds like a fever, more ache than pleasure but that’s what pleasure is, isn’t it?

Fool For You - 6k

"How am I supposed to ask a boy out? Pierrot, you know I can't flirt." Pierre rolls his eyes fondly. "Yes, Charlito, I know that very well. You'd need to find someone who you know isn't straight… someone you know already so that you aren't awkward around him." "What if… Pierre, what if you took me on a date?" - Charles is straight. Straight as in having-a-girlfriend-for-three-years straight. At least, that's what he's been telling himself until now. But lately he's not been so sure anymore. Luckily for him, he has a best friend who's willing to help.

the bells that can still ring - 9k - ❤️ ❌ 🔥

Charles hasn’t written to Pierre since three months before the war ended. His last letter was mud-stained, inked black by the censors, hopelessly out of date. Pierre had opened it knowing, as he did every time, that he might be reading the words of a dead man. But the hammer blow—a letter from Charles’s mother; a casual word from a fellow soldier at a cafe—had never come.

like a story told by the fault-lines and the soil - 5k - ⭐️

“I am not a tourist,” Charles protests, as the bartender dips under the bar. “I am visiting a friend.” The bartender reemerges with a can of beer, the little mountains on its side blue with cold like in the advertisements, and sets it in front of Charles. “Lucky friend,” he says casually. He pours two shot glasses of whiskey, one for each of them. “I’m also not going to sleep with you,” Charles replies, raising his shot glass carefully. “I am in love with somebody already.” The bartender’s eyes are a deep brown, laugh-lined and maybe even a little sad all at once. He has a number 3 tattooed on the little finger of his right hand, the one picking up the shot glass, and a rose tattooed on the other. He’s beautiful. Charles is not too in love to notice.

perpetuity - 7k

Pierre doesn’t dream often, but when he does, they’re more like nightmares.

[paddockletters]

Can I ask for Carlos x reader since I loved the last one, can you do a mafia AU where reader is not involved in it at all, but she accidentally meets carlos and Carlos takes a liking to her and starts courting her, like flowers, baked good, poems, love letter, but he's so mysterious, she doesnt know any thing about him. And then, she gets kidnapped, and held hostage for money where she learns about Carlos involving in the mafia, that he's head of the Spanish mafia. Carlos goes to rescue her but when he's there he sees reader still sitting on her chair but this time holding a gun to her kidnappers head with men surrounding her.

She sees him and stands up and goes to him and with a smirk is like " I guess we've both had a secret to hide"

That's how he finds out that reader is literally mafia royalty, like imagine Carlos stuttering and soo confused. And she just laughs at him.

Then she holds his hand and leads him out while she starts her story.

From here you can do a timeskip or you can do a flashback into readers past where she learns about guns and manipulation tactics and everything like that. And she says shes going to rule the mafia with her husband who will be as ruthless as her, and her dad just laughs at his little girls mischievousness.

Or if you do the timeskip, you can timeskip to a huge dining room where all heads of the mafia ( the drivers ) Are sitting down and this is in Carlos pov as he watches door open and she walks in all badass and queen like, and sits on the head of the table, and is like, I invite you all to me and Carlos' wedding and the room just bursts into loud shock and confusion and happiness and congratulations. All thought out the chaos reader and Carlos are holding hands and smirking at each other.

your idea was simply good, I liked what I wrote and I hope you did too and that obviously, I was able to express what you wanted, thank you for your request bubssss💗💗

[thisbuildinghasfeelings]

Anne! Since you're feeling anxious, I thought this little snippet would help from halloween wip. It's unedited, and you don't have to read it, but thought I would share

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“P.”

“Parrot. Peacock. Porky.”

“And what is Porky?”

“A pig.”

“That’s right, baby. Any more?”

“Pelican.” Elijah paused, a tell-tale sign. He added, “P for Papa,” and giggled.

TK chuckled. “That’s technically correct, I guess.”

Elijah giggled along with him. He liked playing games, like Name All The Birds And Animals Starting With, but he also liked being naughty, especially when his naughtiness amused his parents. He was sitting at the kitchen counter in his flamingo-printed pajamas with crayons and sheets of paper scattered in front of him while TK cut vegetables for dinner. So far he had made three pictures and was working on a fourth. Usually he liked to play in the yard or read up in his room while Dad made dinner but TK had noticed that he had been a little more clingy of late. At least for a couple of weeks now. He had been sticking close to TK, following him about the house like a tiny shadow. TK had a pretty good guess what it was about but he was happy to let Elijah reveal what was on his mind in his own time.

“Dad.”

“Yes, baby.”

Elijah was touching his coloring paper thoughtfully. [He had sketched out his bedroom window] “What is a word for something not there?”

TK and Carlos were both experts at parsing Elijah-speak. “Do you mean something not real? A thing that’s only in your mind?”

“Yeah.”

“If something isn’t real, then it’s imaginary.”

Ee-mag-ee-nary, Elijah said to himself, sounding out the letters like he had been taught in kindergarten, but he was distracted by the door opening. He reared up like an excited little meerkat and wriggled happily in his seat. Carlos called out a greeting from the hallway and came to join them in the kitchen, scooping Elijah up for a hug.

TK watched them fondly as he seasoned the vegetables. There was something magical about seeing them together. Elijah loved Carlos like the sun. Fiery and enormous and life-giving. He lit up whenever Carlos was at home and missed him terribly when he wasn’t. He hung on his Papa’s every word and looked at him with shining, worshipful, trusting eyes, like he was the center of the universe. It was beautiful to observe. TK imagined that it must have been how the ancient people felt when they saw the Milky Way in the night sky. Marvelously vast and all-encompassing. Miraculous.

The way he threw his arms around Carlos’ shoulders could only be described as adoring.

Carlos kissed his curly little head and deposited him back in his seat.

“Can I make you a picture, Papá?”

“Yes, thank you, mijo.”

With that, Elijah vigorously started to sketch something.

Carlos tasted the soup simmering on the stove and hummed approvingly. “This is perfect. Hello, my love.”

TK kissed him. “Hi, baby. How was your day?”

“Oh, the same. Long. I’m glad to be home.”

😭😭💜💜

Thank you Tessa!! This is so adorable and it made me feel a little better!

Elijah rearing up like a little meerkat and loving Carlos like the sun 😭

[mammameesh]

Fic Rec Friday

This week’s theme: Rec a fic that starts with the same letter as your user name (Or, if you like, a part of your user name.)

The rules: Tag the fic and describe why it’s so good/how it has a hold on you. Then, tag some people to see what everyone else is reading. Please tag @welcometolalaland or tag #fic rec friday so they can compile a master list on Sunday.

Please keep in mind I'm doing this on minimal sleep. Who needs sleep, right? It's me

Marcy's Innocent Questions I really love this series and for the life of me can't remember if @characterassassination-at-9am is on tumblr or not. It's basically Marcy finding out some aspects of David and Patrick's relationship that are not so innocent. It's funny, sweet, and sometimes serious and heartwarming.

May Showers @a-noble-dragon This is very short but it's very beautiful. WorldofDreams has a great way of capturing each characters Point of View.

Marcy's Girls @tyfinn Marcy gives advice to her bonus daughters. I don't know, it's just really lovely and reminded me so much of my beloved bonus mom who was very much like Marcy in her time.

911

Make it pretty for me. @snarky-drabbles I really don't know what to say about this, but um...it scratched a particular itch. It's pretty kinky friends, so you know...check the tags.

911 Lone Star

Make the Yule Tide Gay @rmd-writes Carlos and TK as fake boyfriends. It was so cute and IDK maybe Rae needs to write Hallmark movies for me

I'm going to go through my Marked for later list (hey there is an M!) and look for more M's. This is an open call to make more M fics (I guess that means me too?)

[shirtlesssammy]

The Winchesters 1x13: Hey, That’s No Way to Say Goodbye

Detroit, Michigan

1972

John Winchester, freshly home from Vietnam, enters a bus station. He doesn’t know what he’s doing (aside from burying a friend, RIP Murph.) He takes a bus schedule from a kindly attendant and sits down on a bench and stares into the abyss for a while. 

Important Dialog Alert!

Dean: John Winchester?

John: Sir

Crops watered, skin hydrated, etc. 

ALSO DEAN IS BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!

I literally blacked out. I don’t know what’s happening right now, and I don’t care. I’m going to float on this bearded, pea coat wearing cloud forever. (Also, [Boris] can exist in two simultaneous worlds where Cas is in the Empty and Dean has to save him still (99.9% of her fanfic thoughts) and Cas is in Heaven and Dean dresses all fancy for him for reasons.)

But for archival purposes, Dean hands John the fateful letter from Henry. John opens it and wonders where the mystery man got it, but he’s gone. 

Okay, he’s not gone, he’s just in the atrium watching over John WITH BOBBY!!! He tells Dean he isn’t supposed to be meddling. Dean counters that he didn’t really meddle, he just gave things a nudge. Bobby tells Dean to pay attention to things “here” and he’ll gather the cavalry. “One last hunt,” they both agree. 

OVER OUR DEAD BODIES. ALL THE HUNTS. ALL THE STORIES. KEEP THEM COMING FOREVER! 

Cue cool new title card!

At Casa Campbell, Samuel confronts Mary about her application (and decline??) to KSU. She tells him she doesn’t want to keep hunting but she doesn’t know what her future holds. Since Samuel is home, Mary guesses he has news. He tells her that he talked to a hunter named Joan who has information about a guy who the Akrida is afraid of. He asks Mary what John thinks about her college non-dreams. (Um, who cares? Sigh.) He doesn’t know because he’s busy worrying about the Akrida, and more immediately, the crystal that will help (BUT AT WHAT COST, ADA!?!)

John, in his best cursed Dean flannel, tells his mom about the crystal and its one-and-done usage (Is this a god object? I guess maybe not? Why would Chuck create these creatures to destroy humanity and then have an object that can defeat said creatures? Why does Chuck do anything?) Millie wonders about the future for John and Mary. 

At the clubhouse, Carlos states the IMPORTANT OBSERVATIONS. “Well, whoever this guy is, he is ruggedly handsome.” 

Lata is superhuman and not affected by the mystery man (just get to know him a little, girl!) They think the mystery man can defeat the Akrida because he is “not of this world.” The Akrida attack is imminent. They look longingly at the crystal for their salvation. Ada decides to drop the soul-bomb, if you will. She has to utter one word and the crystal is activated. They agree to maybe wait on that little bit. Carlos and Ada head out to find the queen while Lata hangs back to look into the lore. She wants to find a way to help Ada grow back her soul if this is the way. 

At a bar, Samuel, Mary, and John meet up with Joan (Hopkins). Joan tells Samuel their families used to hunt together, but her family died out with her “a long time ago.” She tells them about the man with no name. He was digging into the Akrida. But that’s okay because she used the Akrida portal and threw him “and his car” into the abyss. “No human can survive that.” Oh, sweet summer child. Chuck always thought he was king shit, but he’s got NOTHING on free will. She has a journal that looks a lot like John’s journal but ~isn’t~. Mary draws a knife, but Joan tells them they’re in her world now. The rest of the bar’s clientele rise. SHE’S THE AKRIDA QUEEN!

She’s not Akrida apparently. She was a hunter once. She wants them to join her (and to get them out of the clubhouse so she could move in, oops.) LATA!

Mary and John end up in her attic, while Samuel scouts out the clubhouse (guarded) and hunts for the portal. Carlos and Ada show up and they realize that Lata is still in the clubhouse with the Akrida. 

Joan wanders the clubhouse calling for Lata. Our brave pacifist tries fighting.

And cue Classic Robbie Thompson multi-scene mashup!

While Mary spills the beans on Joan (b. 1673, reluctant hunter), Joan tells Lata her life story (lost her family to hunting, decided humans are WORTHLESS (amen).) Lata wonders if the monster essence drove her mad (Mary: yep. She decided to wipe out everyone who needed saving. Hunters + MoL teamed up and banished her from the world.) Joan wants to show Lata how the magical little bugs are cool and shit, but Lata stabs her because she does not care. Things do not go well. 

At Mary’s home, Carlos has an idea. “Was this idea inspired by a drug induced trip I took a few years ago? Yes. Are we judging me for that right now?” he wonders. NO, YOU BRILLIANT SOUL. The others agree! Carlos wonders if they can use the Ostium to bring the mystery man back to them to help. YES! 

At the clubhouse, Joan and a possessed Lata set the place on fire to open the portal. Seems dangerous, but I’ll allow it for narrative progression. 

The gang rushes to the clubhouse to find a possessed Lata telling them they have one more chance to join Joan’s team. “How many Campbells and Winchesters have to die? And for what? History? Legacy?”  

She then goes on to tell them that the Akrida were created by an angry god as a failsafe. They were designed to wipe out all life on all universes (EVEN SQUIRREL WORLD!) “Lata” finishes her little speech and holds a knife to her neck. Without hesitation, Ada brings out the crystal and utters the fateful word. Lata is saved.

At the garage, Lata tells the team everything she’s learned. The queen is at full strength, and she’ll have the portal open by that night (Samuel found the portal at least!) They just need to feed the Ostium the journal and wham! Mystery Man! They need to kill some time until midnight when they can work their magic. 

John pulls Mary aside as they’re heading out. He tells her to stay behind. At first I roll my eyes like, TYPICAL MAN AMIRITE? But instead, he tells her that she’s their general and needs to stay behind so she can lead the Mystery Man into battle when he zaps back into their world. She says she has to tell him something but he defers that conversation for later, and departs. 

Fun fact. I watch these with closed captions while I do my recap, and I’m pleased to say that not only did this week’s closed caption actually correctly translate Carlos’s “querida” to Ada this time, but the next scene opens with the caption over the portal: OTHERWORLDLY WHOOSHING. I love to see it! The Akrida queen holds her palms to the air, where a swirling blue portal otherworldly whooshes. She rolls her eyes and the portal closes as she turns. It’s the Scooby Gang! “Hello, boys.” 

The team pulls out swords as Akrida materialize for the fight. 

While fisticuffs ensue, the women plonk the diary into the Ostium. It gets sucked in and at first it seems like nothing happens. Then Millie points out that something DID happen and the camera pans out to reveal….BABY! The first licks of The Who’s “Baba O’Riley” start up and the music shivers down my spine. I swear, I didn’t get to watch the episode until Friday so I KNEW what was coming (thanks Tumblr) but I am still. SO. AFFECTED. 

The car is empty (like our hearts without Dean) but Mary points out that the car is still not of this earth. “Detroit steel makes a hell of a weapon,” Millie announces as they all pile inside.

Back with the Akrida, the fight persists. It’s not looking good for our hunters. The queen reveals that the Men of Letters tried to fight her, so she used the last of her power to wipe out the MoL, including Henry Winchester. 

Mary pulls up in the car and lines it up with the queen (and John). She orders everyone out juuuuuuust in case she perishes. She guns it towards the queen, who notices the car and opens a portal. In an instant, the car squishes into the queen and all three, uh, entities, disappear into the portal. The Akrida-possessed humans drop their weapons and run, no longer possessed. I can’t blame them for fleeing the sword fight they found themselves in! The boys are JUST starting to mourn Mary’s sacrifice, when a portal zaps open and the Impala races back out! This time, there are TWO people in the car! (ohmygodohmygodohmygoditishim)

For Dimensional Portal to My Heart Science:

Dean Winchester gets out of the car and surveys the fighters. He pulls Mary out of the passenger’s seat, very much alive! 

Dean looks at his parents-not-parents emotionally. “There’s not a lot that can tear me apart,” he tells them. YEAH! I shout, punching the air. “I’m already dead,” he says, and I make a little disgruntled cat frown, and knock over a glass of water. 

He tells them he was stuck “in the world between worlds” and hopped into Baby and grabbed the wheel as soon as he saw his car passing through. Like. LITERALLY BABY IS A TIME AND SPACE TRAVELING MACHINE PLEASE LET THIS CONCEIT CONTINUE.

Ahem. Anyway. Samuel asks the big question: who’s the mystery man? Dean introduces himself as a hunter from another world. He made it to Heaven, hopped into Baby, and went for a drive….into the multi-verse. As one does. “I was looking for my family,” he tells them. He wanted to find a version of Earth where his family had a shot at a happy ending. When he was driving, he caught wind of the Akrida, one of Chuck’s last creations. He knew the Akrida would try to devour his world too. We also get a nod that Carlos IS still alive in his world! I pinch Robbie’s cheeks and tell him he’s done a very good job. A very good job indeed.

And what about the letter to John? Well, “the rules were simple. Don’t mess with anything. Well, I gave it a little nudge.” THAT’S RIGHT YOU DID BABY! “You all can choose your own destiny,” he tells them ICONICALLY. 

Jack and Bobby appear. Dean assures the Scooby Gang that they’re cool. Bobby greets him with a grimace. They’re in trouble with Jack, who set up the worlds to prevent interference from “on high.” Dean argues that the Akrida fight needed to happen to protect his own family as well as the people we’ve grown to love during this season. “If you want to cast me out of heaven, so be it.” Bobby lobbies for a second chance for Dean Winchester. We lobby for like, at least 60-70 chances. Maybe a million? Girls don’t want flowers. They want dimension-tripping Dean Winchester.

“If you’re going to meddle with things,” Jack announces, “finish what you started.” He hands Dean something (and encourages Dean to rest in Heaven - as IF). Dean heads to his parents-not-parents. His dad left him his journal, he tells them. “I lived my whole life by that damn thing,” he says with the perfect mix of love and regret. “This is my hunter’s journal. So if you’re gonna stay in this game, this’ll help guide you through it.” He hands it to John. 

Dean tells Mary that he understands her desire to quit hunting. He also tells her to keep an eye out for a yellow-eyed demon and if she even catches “a hint of that son of a bitch” she should use…the COLT. He hands her the gun that Jack gave him, and she asks him if he found a version of his family with a shot at a happy ending. Dean surveys everyone and announces, “I think I did.” 

John asks Dean’s name and he smiles a little. “Hetfield. James Hetfield,” he tells them. I think about how Metallica was “Dean’s music” in season one and experience feelings. Dean, Jack, Bobby, and Baby flash out of the world. 

The Scooby Gang looks around at each other. It’s time to go home.

We get a montage. Lata and Ada unfurl plant magic and what looks like Ada’s soul wisps back into her body. I have to pause the show and cry a little bit because it’s JUST BEAUTIFUL.

“It’ll take time..” Lata says as Ada feels her soul kindling again, but they did it!

Samuel drives away on another journey, leaving John and Mary to reconnect at the movie theater. John asks Mary what she saw in the portal. Oh, nothing. She just saw EVERY POSSIBLE VERSION OF HERSELF. Badass! She’s going to make her own way, but for that she needs to leave and find herself. John tells her that he’s going to work on the anger that rides inside him so he can be a better hunter and a better person. “No goodbyes,” he tells her, and they kiss.

In the garage the team, minus Mary, talk over a new case. It’s by a BEACH. “Werewolves don’t surf,” Carlos says. “Only one way to find out,” Lata chirps and I NEED TO SEE THIS EPISODE LIKE I NEED AIR. 

A bell tinkles and John heads out to find Mary waiting outside, leaning against her car. She asks John to come with her on a road to self discovery. In the car, John pulls out a box of tapes. Sorry, babe, but Mary was reading Hetfield’s journal and he was VERY SPECIFIC on the topic. “Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts their cake hole,” she tells him, poetically. Mary is literally and figuratively in the driver’s seat, and I couldn’t be happier. 

Led Zeppelin’s Ramble On (Boris: Led Fucking Zeppelin!! A band that does not license their music! And when they do it’s often in the 7 figures!! And it’s Dean’s favorite band! And his favorite song! And when spn couldn’t do/or didn’t want to do it, Mr. Jackles (and co.) DID IT!!) plays us out as they smile and drive through sunlit fields. (Help! My heart!) Hope spreads like sweet air, like sun-warmed ground. They drive off to a montage of their adventures…SO FAR. 

Natasha: From reading Tumblr before actually viewing the episode, I was sliding hard into the Jack-is-Chuck theory. Now that I’ve seen it, I’ve settled into a happy middle place where Jack-is-Jack or Jack-is-corrupted-by-God\-powers or Jack-is-Chuck could all be equally plausible. Honestly, it doesn’t matter to me too much because Dean. Is. Alive. He’s got a dimension-hopping car, and the story possibilities are boundless. I hope we get more of The Winchesters, and more Supernatural, and other worlds as well. I dearly want the SUPERNATURAL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE and frankly, I deserve it because we ALL deserve nice things! The Winchesters is like Supernatural, but also it’s own lovely little thing with a lot more hope and beauty than we got in the “mothership.” I want more. Just like that little soul plant, I want to see where the story grows.

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See You Next Quote-son!

One last hunt…

Whatever this guy is, he is ruggedly handsome

“The queen is about ot sing her swan song. We can’t rewind this tape here.” “What if we could rewind the tape?”

For the first time, I’m running towards hope

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[detective-giggles]

TWP word of the day prompt: letter

Okaaaaaay, I finally finished one of these on the day the prompt is released. No official warnings but this fic definitely talks about unhappy teenage Carlos, so, yeah.

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“Hey, thanks for giving up your day off to come help me clean out mom and dad’s attic,” Carlos says. He wraps an arm around TK’s lower back and reels him in.

TK laughs and gives Carlos a chaste kiss; they were still in the Reyes’ kitchen, after all. “No problem, babe.” He grabs a cookie off the cooling rack, “Especially if it involves your mom’s cookies, you know I’ll be there.”

“You know that’s the same recipe I use when I make cookies,” Carlos points out.

“Yeah, but…” TK shrugs and grabs another cookie off the rack, shifting the remaining cookies to fill the gap.

“Sneaky,” Carlos mutters. “Wait, is that why it always looks like-”

TK laughs again and hurries back up the stairs with Carlos at his heels.

They spend a bit organizing the stuff that had accumulated through the years Andrea and Gabriel had lived at the house. They were thinking about moving and definitely wanted to downsize- and they were starting by getting all the junk out of the house.

“What’s this one?” TK asks, holding up the dusty box with Carlos’ name scrawled on the side in Gabriel’s handwriting.

“I don’t know,” Carlos says. “I haven’t seen it in ten years. But we can take it with us we don’t have to open it-” He wasn’t even half finished with his sentence when TK sits on the ground with the box between his legs, peeling off the tape. “Okay, I guess we’re opening it,” he mutters. He joins TK on the floor as TK pulls out his high school letterman’s jacket.

“Oh my gosh,” TK holds it up. “Try it on?”

“It’s not going to fit,” Carlos grumbles, snatching the jacket. “And anyway, I played one game my senior year before I got hurt and had to sit on the sidelines the rest of the season, so…”

“What about this?” TK reaches into the box and pulls out a small pin and certificate, indicating Carlos had been on the team for the school’s Quiz Bowl. “How did I not know you were a jock and a nerd?”

Carlos takes the items from him and places them on top of the jacket. “I was an alternate,” he says softly, “I never actually got to compete.”

TK’s already rummaging through the box again, and he comes up with a framed picture of Carlos with Iris at his senior prom.

“Okay, but you two really were cute,” TK says. Carlos nods and moves the box aside.

“High school was not the best time for me,” Carlos says, although he knows TK knows that already.

“I mean, was it good for anyone?”

Carlos silently starts stuffing things in the box. TK wordlessly hands over the frame and a small envelope floats to the floor between them. Carlos doesn’t recognize it and hesitates for a split second before he reaches for it and slips his thumb under the flap, tearing it open. He reads it and huffs out a small, bitter laugh, stuffing the paper back in the envelope.

“What’s that?”

“It was this thing we had to do where we wrote a letter to ourselves ten years in the future.”

TK shakes his head. “That sounds like a ridiculous assignment.”

“It was! I was so unhappy in high school, you know?” TK takes Carlos’ hand in his as Carlos talks. “It was like everything was just out of reach, I wasn’t good enough for anything. And when I came out to my family everything just fell apart.”

“Carlos, baby, I-”

“And then we had to write these stupid letters to our future selves with our dreams and goals and what we hoped we’d have achieved by then and-” Carlos lets out a heavy sigh.

“Carlos, you don’t know how wonderful you are to so many people. You’re a great husband, you’re amazing at your job, you’re a good friend to everyone. You’ve saved lives - including mine - and I’m sure you’ve accomplished so much more than your high school self could have ever imagined.”

Carlos shakes his head and hands TK the envelope. TK reads the short note and glances from the letter to Carlos and back again.

“That’s your entire letter to your future self? Just one thing?”

“It was.”

“Well,” he starts, “are you as happy as teenage Carlos hoped you’d be?”

Carlos smiles and nods. “It might have taken a little longer than ten years to get here. But yes. And you were worth waiting for.”

Taglist: @plaidbooks @tarlosweeklyprompts

[chaotictarlos]

With love, your soulmate

ship: Tarlos | fandom: 911 Lone Star | author: chaotictarlos | read on ao3

Rating: Mature | Warnings: Alternative Universe, Tarlos AU, Brooklyn Love Stories AU, Alternate Timelines, long-distance relationship, fluff, soulmate au, pen pal au, mentions of police cruelty 

Authors Note: This story is nearing it's end and I've had so much fun writing it. There will be two more chapters after this one, and maybe a few one shots. Thank you to everyone who has continued to read even though it has taken forever to write. Thank you to @noxsoulmate for being my beta.

Carlos is overwhelmed by the number of letters that are sitting in his mailbox. He’s worried that something bad happened to TK and that he wasn’t around to help him. He reaches into his mailbox and pulls out the seven letters, noticing the different thicknesses of each one. He sorts through them quickly, noticing how sloppy - and desperate - TK’s handwriting gets with each one and his heart squeezes painfully.

He slams his mailbox shut before taking two stairs at a time to get up to his apartment because the elevator would be too slow and he needs to get these letters opened as soon as possible. What if TK needs him? He knows that there isn’t much, well anything, he can do right now but he’s sure there’s something he can figure out to do if TK needs help.

His hand shakes a bit as he unlocks his door but he finally gets the key into the hole and opens it, dropping his bag by the door and toeing his shoes off before he makes his way to the couch. He’ll be annoyed at himself later for not putting anything where it’s supposed to go but that doesn’t matter at the moment. What matters is the seven letters he has received from TK while he was gone.

He starts at the back of the stack - logically thinking that the letters would be stacked in the order in which he had received them. 

The first letter is just a reply to the last letter he sent and he smiles as he reads it, his heart happy at reading TK’s words. The second is more of less the same, telling Carlos how his weekend is going and how he hopes that Carlos is having a good time.

Then he opens the third letter. He barely glances at the date and instead dives into the letter.

I guess you’re still at the beach, or I think you are… I might be wrong - I hope you’re having a great time! 

Carlos frowns because it sounds as if TK had expected him to be home sooner and glances at the date at the top of the letter. October 30. Frowning more he grabs his phone and looks at the calendar for 2021 and is surprised to see that October 30 is a Monday. 

This means TK sent his letter on Monday and Carlos received it on Sunday - which was odd. Their days usually lined up better than that.

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[firetrucks-fastcars]

Just found your 911/Lonestar prompts series on AO3 and am in love with your writing! Specifically Tarlos and Noah. If your still taking prompts, could you do one where Noah gets accepted into the police academy but is scared to tell TK and upset his dad

Thank you for the prompt! You can read it on ao3 here or below the cut!

Carlos didn’t see his son anxious very often. Over the years, Noah had grown into a confident young adult and he and TK couldn’t be prouder. He never doubted himself when it came to school, or baseball, or his friendships. He’d worked hard to get into community college with a full ride baseball scholarship and worked hard to keep his grades up while playing and working part time on campus. The only time he doubted himself was when he was afraid of disappointing his dads.

“Hey Papa?”

“Yeah bud? What’s up?”

Carlos closed his computer and placed his reading glasses on top of it to focus on his son. Noah was holding an official looking envelope that had gotten slightly crushed and damp in his sweaty hands.  His eyes stayed trained downward on the scuffed toes of his sneakers and Carlos became vaguely nervous that whatever Noah wanted to talk to him about was bad news.

“I, uh, I have some news.”

“Sit down kiddo. Tell me what’s going on.”

Noah sat down in the chair across from him and slid the crumpled and slightly sweaty envelope his way. The writing was somewhat smeared from the moisture but he could still read the logo stamped across the top. It was a symbol and title that Carlos was very familiar with.

Austin Police Department. 

“APD? Noah, you didn’t get into trouble did you?”

“What? No!” Noah sighed and rubbed a hand across his face, the gesture achingly similar to his Dad. “Just open it please. Then tell me what it says please? I’ve been holding onto it since it came in the mail yesterday but I’ve been too anxious to open it.”

“I’ll open it as soon as you tell me what I’m opening, Son. 

“I applied to the police academy. I’ve always wanted to, wanted to be like you Papa. So, the deal that you and Dad made with me was that no matter what I had to get some sort of degree, so I had something to fall back on. I’ll graduate next May so my plan was to start with the summer class at the beginning of June.”

“Noah, that’s wonderful. But, what made you so anxious to tell us?”

“I dunno. I guess I just wanted to see what happened first. I didn’t want to get your hopes up, or mine either honestly,” he took a pause and then threw his hands up in the air exasperated.. “Can you please just open the damn thing?! For the love of God, Papa, the suspense is killing me.”

“Language Noah. But yes, I’ll ‘open the damn thing’.”

Carlos slid his thumb under the flap of the envelope, separating the two sides of the adhesive. He slid the folded paper out, feeling the thick police department letterhead between his fingers. He unfolded the perfectly pressed creases, probably put there by some overachieving intern, purposely doing it slowly to annoy his son just the slightest bit more and continue the suspense.

He read the letter top to bottom, muttering under his breath as he scanned the page, looking for the words that would tell him if Noah had gotten in. When he finished, he looked up at his son with a smile on his face. 

“You did it buddy. You got in.”

“No shit really?” “Language again Noah! But yes, really.”

“No way.”

Noah snatched the letter from his hands, reading it for himself then looking up at him

with a wide grin.

“I did it. I actually did it.”

“Yeah you did buddy,” Carlos reached across the table to grab his hand, squeezing it tightly. “I’m so proud of you. We gotta tell your Dad.”

“No. Not yet.”

“Why not?”

“I want to tell him myself, but I want to wait for a little bit.”

“Why would you want to wait? he ‘s going to want to know.”

“I don’t want him to be disappointed that I didn’t apply for the fire academy instead.”

“He’s not going to be disappointed Noah. He’s going to give you grief for it because he’s your Dad, but he’s going to be proud of you, no matter what.”

“You promise?”

“Yes, I promise.”

“Okay. I’ll tell him tomorrow after his shift.”

“Alright buddy.”

“Thanks for doing this with me Papa,” Noah stood, pushing his chair back from the table. “I’ve got some homework to do so I’ll be in my room if you need me.”

“Okay Noah. Hey, I’m so damn proud of you son.”

“Thanks Papa.”

*****

“I don’t know how I’m going to tell him man,” Noah groaned, dropping his head to the blacktop of the lab table, hoping the surface would absorb his stress. 

“You still haven’t told your Dad?” Harry questioned, sliding his palm under his forehead to prevent a concussion. “Dude, it’s been almost a week.”

“No. I’m terrified that he’s going to be disappointed.”

“Why would he be? You’re being crazy Noah.”

“Am I? Really? Dad followed Grandpa into being a firefighter, why wouldn’t he want me to do the same?”

“Didn’t your Papa follow his Dad into being a cop?”

“His dad was a Texas Ranger. And I never met him anyway so I don’t know what he would want. But I know my Dad and Grandpa would have loved to have another firefighter in the family.”

“I’m sure they would have been happy for you to join up. But we’ve been best friends since we were in middle school. I know your family and I don’t see him getting upset at you for not becoming a firefighter. He’s going to be so damn proud that you got into the police academy man. That’s an accomplishment that you should be celebrating and your Dad should be celebrating it with you. You definitely shouldn’t be sitting here with me, moping.”

“You’re right. I just need to man up and tell him.”

“Damn right. But first you need to help me finish this project. This final is like thirty percent of our grade shit head.”

“Yeah yeah. Whatever.”

*****

Noah arrived home late that night after telling his parents he’d be out late finishing up his final project with Harry. He assumed they’d both be in bed, tired after both working long shifts, so he snuck in quietly, tapping the top of Lou II’s cage as he passed. He stopped in his tracks when he saw his Dad, sitting on the couch, a familiar piece of paper clutched in his hands.

“Dad? What are you doing up?”

“I was waiting for you,” TK said quietly. “I wanted to talk to you about this.”

He held up the Police Academy acceptance letter and Noah cringed.

“I’m sorry Dad,” he said quietly, sinking onto the couch. “You’re disappointed aren’t you.”

“A little.”

“I’m sorry Dad, really. I know you wanted me to be a firefighter and I’m sorry I didn’t apply to the Fire Academy but-”

“Wait, wait,” TK cut him off, holding up a hand to stop the train of thought. “Noah, baby, did you really think I would be disappointed in you for not wanting to be a firefighter?”

“Yes?”

“Oh honey, come here,” TK held out an arm and Noah tucked himself under it like he had when he was a little kid, feeling just as safe in his Dad’s arms at 21 as he did at 12. “Noah, I will never be disappointed in you for following your heart and doing what you think is right. Okay?”

“Okay,” he said quietly.

“I was disappointed that you didn't tell me, Buddy. I didn’t understand why you were trying to hide something so important from me.”

“I just didn’t want you to be upset with me. I’m sorry I hid it from you.”

“It’s okay kiddo. I forgive you. I just want to be able to celebrate you and everything that you’ve accomplished, okay? You’re a great kid Noah, and I’m so, so proud of you. All I’ve ever wanted for you was to do what you love, and if being a police officer is that thing, then I support you. One hundred percent.”

“Thank you Dad. And I really am sorry for hiding it, I just didn’t know how to tell you because I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”

“You don’t have to apologize kiddo. It’s done.”

“Hey,” they both looked up to see Carlos standing in the door of his parents bedroom, still looking half asleep. “What are you two still doing up?”

“We were just talking,” TK answered, moving to make space for Carlos on his other side.

“I finally told him Papa.”

“Good,” Carlos said, reaching across TK to squeeze Noah’s hand. “I told you everything would be okay.”

“We get it Babe,” TK chuckled. “You’re always right.”

“And neither of you forget it,” Carlos chuckled. 

Noah laughed along, sinking down on the couch to rest his head on TK’s shoulder.

“You should go to bed Buddy,” TK said. “We all should, I’m too old to sleep on the couch.”

“I’m comfy,” Noah whined.

“Me too,” Carlos mumbled.

“Okay fine, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

*****

They all woke the next morning with cricks in their necks and aches in their hips from sleeping in a big pile on the couch, but they were happy. And really, that’s all that mattered.

[meditating-honey-badger]

First Line Tag Game

Thank you @chaotictarlos and @bonheur-cafe for tagging me.

Rules: Post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.

In order from most recent to earliest:

Pretty Penny (911 Lone Star)

TK read the name on the tablet three times, but still didn’t trust what he was seeing. Penelope Lane. He hadn’t thought of the name in years. It had to be a coincidence, though — Lane wasn’t an uncommon name, and surely a handful of them were either pretentious or idiotic enough to name their daughter after a Beatles’ song.

2. A Healing Touch (911 Lone Star)

“Are you cold?” Carlos asked as TK pulled a blanket up to his chin. They’d had plans to go out that night, but TK wasn’t feeling like himself, so they cuddled up on the couch to watch a movie instead.

3. Agape: A Composition in Three Acts (911 Lone Star)

TK hurt everywhere. Thankfully, his ass had gone numb, but his back, neck, and shoulders ached from the hard plastic chair he'd been sitting in for days. He could have solved all of this by getting up and moving around. He could even get some water to quell his pounding headache. But he stayed put. It didn’t seem fair to get up, not when Carlos was lying in a hospital bed, his life hanging in the balance.

4. Long Way to Get (911 Lone Star)

Carlos,

I’m sitting here in my room writing a fucking letter on some scraps of paper I begged off the nurse because they took my fucking phone. I’m a prisoner here, so I guess you got what you wanted. It’s probably better this way because I’m so mad at you, I can’t even think straight and if I could see your face, I don’t know what I would do to you.  I can’t see, feel, or think anything but white hot anger, and the fact that you did this to me is the worst betrayal I could ever imagine. 

5. The Measure of a Man (911 Lone Star)

“You’re going to have to answer that sometime,” Carlos said as TK tossed his cell phone onto the coffee table.

“I need to ignore him for at least as long as he ignored me.” TK was not in the mood to talk to his father or discuss the fact that he wasn’t talking to his father. All he wanted to do was cuddle up on the couch with Carlos and fuss over him.

6. Out of the Cold (911 Lone Star)

TK arrived at the fire station ten minutes before the agreed upon time, only to find Carlos leaning against his police cruiser, sipping what TK assumed was coffee out of a large thermos. He was wearing plain clothes, rather than his uniform, but he still looked impeccable in a button-down shirt and dress pants, his hair carefully gelled so there wasn’t a flyaway to be seen.

Of course he’s early, TK thought. That boy scout has probably never been late for anything in his life. And why is he dressed like we’re going someplace nic

7. Candy is Sweet, But I'd Rather Have You (911 Lone Star)

Carlos looks around at the newly renovated 126 fire station. He’d driven by more than a dozen times since it reopened, but he’s never taken the time to really look at it. The make-shift memorial for the fallen firefighters is gone, replaced by updated landscaping. The large doors are wide open — the engines temporarily parked around the block — and a mere glance inside shows the improvements made by the fire department went well beyond a fresh paint job. It’s obvious that everything was planned meticulously and with obvious care.

8. John Grey's Anatomy (Outlander)

Exhausted, I opened my locker and pulled out my wallet and cellphone. It was four o'clock on a Friday and I was at the end of a twelve-hour shift at Boston Memorial.

9. Every Impossible Move (Outlander)

Jamie Fraser stood outside the stables, surveying the scenery before him. He'd been indentured as a Groom at Helwater, a sprawling estate in the English Lake District owned by the Dunsaney family, for the past eight years. His friend, John Grey, walked out of the stables and stood next to him.

10. Off the Only Path I Knew (Outlander)

"I invited a few guys from the shinty club over for beers tonight," Jamie Fraser told his roommate. "Ye're welcome to join us."

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Anybody else feel free to join in!

[carryoncastiel]

SPNWIN 1x13 - Season 1 Finale Thoughts

I have avoided all spoilers, let's see how this goes!

Oh it starts with the flashback of John coming back from the army

He's just sitting there for hours apparently

"John Winchester?" HEY I KNOW THAT DEEP VOICE

John: "Sir, can I help you". He calls him sir! That must be so weird for Dean lol

OMG Dean looks like a sailor! He has a turtleneck!!!

…and he gives John the fated letter from Henry

BOBBY!?!?!?

"We're not supposed to meddle with things, idjit". Oh so it is heaven shenanigans?

I cannot deal with Dean wearing that outfit, it looks so very not him lol

"One last hunt, huh?" "One last hunt." hmmmmmmmmm

Oooh the title card is different. It gets sucked into some interdimensional thingy or something? Well, I like it.

Henry has a lead on "the guy", apparently some hunter named Joan saw him. And Mary doesn't wanna go to that one college. The future without hunting is scary.

John wears the bad red plaid!

If Mary leaves hunting, what does it mean for her and John's relationship? Will we ever find out

Carlos looking at that Dean pic again:"Whoever he is, he is ruggedly handsome" 😏 Everyone has the hots for Dean and who can blame them (gonna be awkward once they find out who he is though…)

So either Dean has to kill the Akrida (since he is "not of this earth") or Ada has to burn her soul with the crystal. Decisions, decisions.

Lata is gonna look for a way to save Ada's soul if she has to use the crystal. My girl is gonna find a way!

So Joan who knows about Dean is also dead(or whatever state they are in)? Or she is some other being. Interesting.

Wait, Joan threw Dean and the Impala through the Akrida portal??? And only John's journal is left? What's going on…

Joan is the queen ooooooh. Now it makes sense.

John, don't stop her monologue, I wanna know more about her being human once!

Joan: "Join me, OR DIE." Girl, that's no choice.

She does the finger snap and is gone. Interesting.

Y'all didn't know Lata is still in the clubhouse that just got raided by the Akrida? Bad oversight.

Lata actually attacking the queen with a knife, breaking her pacifist streak. Sadly it doesn't do anything.

Joan Hopkins lived in 1673, wanted out of hunting and that's why she turned on her own kind.

Joan: "I lost my parents, my brother, all my family to the cause. And then…I lost my William." ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT I SEE

So because there was always more to fight, always a new apokalypse and all, Joan decided mankind is the problem. Because they always need saving and hunters are the ones paying the price….. That's one way to look at it I guess.

The monster essence drove her mad. Don't pump yourself full of monster juice kids!

OH NO LEAVE LATA ALONE D:&lt;

Carlos having an amazing idea. Use the journal Dean left behind and the Osteum to get Dean back through the portal. Well let's go!

Poor Lata got posessed by the Akrida.

The Akrida were made by an "angry God" as a failsave to wipe out all existence. Yeah, that sounds like Chuck.

DO NOT THREATEN LATA I'M SERIOUS

Damn, Ada had to use the crystal to save Lata. I mean it was obviously gonna be used but still :(

They can only bring Dean back from the monster world at midnight. Of course.

John, are you really trying to get Mary to stay behind because whoever is gonna face the queen is probably not gonna come back? My dude, this never works.

John:"If we save the world then you're free." Such a meaningful line for this franchise…

So Mary actually does stay behind. Oh well

THEY HAVE SWORDS. SPN definitely needed more hunters using swords!

OH SHIT THE QUEEN ALSO HAS A SWORD. And the Akrida too. So many swords!!!

They really got the Impala through the portal! …but no Dean apparently. Eh, whatever we got the car that is also not of this earth. Vroom vroom bitches

Joan says she wiped out all the MOL. Wait a minute…

BABY TO THE RESCUE. Run her over

…But the Queen opens the portal just in time for Mary to drive the Impala through. Oh nooo

John falling to his knees. I'm sorry I'm getting destiel flashbacks again.

…of course the portal opens up again and Baby comes back. But now with a suspicious figure driving. WHO COULD IT BE

Oh hey Dean. Mary isn't back though. Hmm

No, she was in the Impala for the dramatic reveal. Okay okay.

Dean: "She[Baby] kept us save. Of course, there's not a lot that can tear me apart. I'm already dead" DUN DUN DUN

Dean was stuck in the world between worlds. Like Limbo you mean

NOT AMERICANA *sobs*

Dean was going for a drive in heaven, with a detour through the ~multiverse~. But what was he looking for?

"I was looking for my family." Yeah, we all were during that terrible excuse of a series finale…

"See, I come from a long line of hunters.I guess I was hoping somewhere out there was a earth, that has a version where my family had a shot at a happy ending." So here we have it. That ending was not a happy ending and Dean is looking for a better one.

So the Akrida were one of Chuck's last creations. Shocker.

Dean: "Now that the Akrida are gone, you can chose your own destiny. Write your own story". I wanna see that CW, give me season 2!!!

JACK!!!! OMG IT'S JACK. And Bobby again too.

Bobby: "This is all kinds of weird. Seeing Samuel witha full set of hair" LMAO

Dean is all "Sorry Jack I meddled with world. Guess I don't deserve heaven. I'm definitely not saying you should put me back on earth" lol

So Dean is gonna give other world John his own hunter's journal. THEY CAN USE THAT IN SEASON 2

Dean to Mary: " I know you think about quitting hunting. Believe me I understand. But you need to do me one favor. Keep an eye out for a yellow eyed demon" DEAN JACK SAID NO MEDDLING

He gives her The Colt!?!??! DUDE

Mary: "Your family…did you ever find a world where they had a shot at a happy ending?"

Dean looking at all of them "I think I did."

James Heffield(Hepfield? Jensen stop mumbling!). Is this some significant kind of name Dean is using?

And they are gone. Maybe we'll see them again…

Lata did find a way to restore Ada's soul. The mighty LORE strikes again.

Mary saw every possible version of herself going through the portal but she's gonna find her own path.

John: "Do me a favor?" "Anything." "No Goodbyes"

But one last kiss

John is all sad while the others talk about the next case. But look, Mary is "not leaving here without you" (sorry). She wants John to come with her. ROADTRIP

They are in the car and want some music.

Hepfield was adamant on one thing "Driver picks the music…" Ah the famous line

That was it. Finale of season 1. I really hope we get a second season! I don't want to lose these characters yet :( I'm not entirely sure what to make of the whole Dean bit. On the one hand they did give me "the finale was not a happy ending" but then it's all about blood family again and not even a tiny, subtle mention of anything Cas related. I don't want to be too disappointed, since they gave us destiel parallels again but man I just miss Cas :((( I have to think about it more.

Bonus:

Bobby's face is my face when i saw Dean in that outfit. It weird lmao