#Tarlos

[guardian-angle22]

911 LONE STAR REWATCH 2024 -> 3.08 parallel for @goldenskykaysani

#911 lone star #911 lone star rewatch 2024 #911lsedit #tk strand #carlos reyes #gwyneth morgan #tarlos #it kills me how both carlos and gwyn comfort tk the same way in the first gifs #the grabbing of the back of his neck and pulling him into the hug #how gwyn isn't there anymore but when tk looks back now... carlos is there waiting for him #gif request or suggestion #my gifs

[buckxtommy]

something something carlos saying "now i kinda can't get him out of my head" about tk after their one night stand 🤝 buck saying "i kinda can't stop thinking about him" about tommy after their first kiss

#AAUAAGGGHHHHHHHHHH #tarlos #bucktommy #911 abc #911 ls

[tevanactually]

#tarlos #tk strand #carlos reyes #911 meme #911 lone star #my post #my edit #text post meme

[strandnreyes]

thanks @welcometololaland :)

“They’re for my boss. Carlos lives with her, they’re family friends.”

“That’s sweet of you,” his mom coos only to pause and reconsider, “TK, what did you do?”

“Nothing!” he insists as he continues measuring out ingredients, luckily no one else is in the room to hear his end of the conversation. “She’s known Carlos since he was a baby. I want to make a good impression.”

Not a total lie, TK supposes.

His mom is quiet for a bit as TK starts to mix the batter and when TK’s about to check the phone to make sure he didn’t accidentally hang up, she says, “You really like this boy, don’t you?”

TK freezes with his finger covered in cookie dough halfway to his mouth. He slowly licks off the chocolatey flavor before turning around and slumping against the counter. “Yeah,” he admits quietly. He's falling head over heels faster than he can keep up with. It’s a terrible idea, but he knows he can’t go back now.

He listens to his mom breathing on the other end of the line for a few moments and if he closes his eyes, it’s almost like he’s on her couch, reliving the other times he’s told her about a boy. Except this time, he found one that he’s actually proud to tell his parents about.

“What happens at the end of the summer?” she asks gently. “You said he’s from Austin.”

“I don’t know,” TK mumbles. “We haven’t talked about it.”

tagging @alrightbuckaroo @bonheur-cafe @basilsunrise @chicgeekgirl89 @carlos-in-glasses @carlos-tk @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @reyesstrand @rmd-writes @three-drink-amy @theghostofashton @safeaswrites @sznofthesticks @doublel27 @freneticfloetry @heartstringsduet @paperstorm @lightningboltreader @liminalmemories21 @lemonlyman-dotcom + open tag!

#911 lone star #tarlos #wip wednesday

[sznofthesticks]

tease tidbit tuesday

thanks for the tags @lemonlyman-dotcom and @ladytessa74 🧡 have a bit from this tarlos fic that's in the final stages of editing and coming soon :)

“Baby, I’ve barely done anything yet,” TK breathed, and stripped off his t-shirt.

“What can I say? I have a hot husband.” Carlos shrugged and TK shook his head.

TK slowly pulled down Carlos’s pale blue pants and tossed them across the living room, making sure they wouldn’t be getting in the way. He started to [redacted].

He massaged Carlos’s thighs, positioning his legs up and to the side, splaying him open so TK could see all of Carlos.

no pressure tagging: @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @reyesstrand @zitasempri @herefortarlos @chicgeekgirl89

@nancygillianmvp @vineofroses @carlos-in-glasses @thisbuildinghasfeelings @bonheur-cafe

@lightningboltreader @welcometololaland @your-catfish-friend @laelipoo and open tag :)

#tease tidbit tuesday #tarlos #911 lone star #tk strand #carlos reyes #tk strand x carlos reyes

[reyesstrand]

gwyn promising she’ll always be with tk and her disappearing when tk looks back because he needed to make this choice for himself and she did what she could to save him versus carlos feeling all of gwyn’s love being sent through him and being there when tk looks back a second time because now he needed that reminder that carlos is there, that he’s standing strong, and he can be an anchor to hold onto despite being terrified himself.

#pain! #rewatching never fails to hurt even more knowing what we know thanks to s4 #tk strand #tarlos #gwyneth morgan #911ls

[eclectic-sassycoweyes]

Thanks for the tag @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad !!

I know I said I probably wouldn’t get back into writing right away but here I go anyway (oops but also yay?)

This is a little something that I hope to get done in time for the Tarlos one year anniversary event I do then, I do now, I do forever

In which TK and Carlos are deep in the throes of the ‘for better or for worse’ part of marriage:

“Carlos? What are you.. are you sleeping on the couch??”

[redacted].

Carlos cringes. He doesn’t know which reaction he was expecting but it definitely wasn’t this.

TK looks angry but Carlos’ intricate knowledge of every single one of TK’s facial expressions tells him he’s mostly hurt and trying to hide it. Carlos has to stop himself from sighing- dealing with a tired and emotional TK in the middle of the night kind of defeats the purpose of sneaking off to sleep on the couch in the first place. He catches himself though and doesn’t have to school his own features into looking genuinely apologetic; he’s never been able to fully hide his emotions from TK and he hates it when TK is is hurt and it’s a hundred times worse when he’s the cause of it.

Even so, TK’s hand doesn’t squeeze back but instead stays motionless as Carlos takes it in his and rubs his thumb over the back of in a way that TK has told him always make him feel safe and cared for.

“Babe,” Carlos tries, “I’m really sorry, I..” he swallows. “I’ve just been so stressed at work lately with this case, and I really need to sleep and-“

“It’s not like you’re not much better yourself you know!” TK interrupts loudly, his tone taking on a hardness that spreads to the set of his eyes, which are starting to lean more towards angry now.

Carlos is left reeling from the sudden change of pace. “I- what?”

“Yeah,” TK says, tone of voice dipping into even more dangerous territory, the one it only takes on when he feels like his only mode of defense left is hitting Carlos somewhere below the belt, “after a couple glasses of wine I swear you snore so loudly it’s like trying to sleep next to the firetruck when Mateo is trying to start it going uphill and forgets to turn off the parking break”

Link to the event here and tags under the cut:

Tagging @carlos-in-glasses @lemonlyman-dotcom @whatsintheboxmh @herefortarlos @paperstorm @heartstringsduet and @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

#wip wednesday #my writing #Tarlos fic #Tarlos

[thestarwarslesbian]

TK, lying on the sofa in the 126 with his head in Carlos’ lap: Tell me I’m pretty. Judd, walking past: You’re pretty fucking annoying.

#inncorrect quotes #911 lone star #911 lone star incorrect quotes #judd ryder #tk strand #carlos reyes #tarlos #carlos x tk

[thevenstar]

all turns to silver glass

pairing: TK/Carlos | words: 4.4k

I don’t know if I’m here, don’t know if I live, but I know that - whatever I am - I am found. I am solid again because you take notice of me. “Come with me.” You say but your lips do not move. Your voice comes from somewhere deep in your chest, like you’re speaking with all parts of you. I can perceive every word as it takes hold of my insides and pulls, leading my focus, tugging each organ of mine so they come to you, wherever you are, wherever you’ll be.

(or, hope cloaked in a dream, devotion tied to doves' wings and vows of forever under the sun)

#so there you have it #a love letter to the boundless love that ties these two fools together #enjoy <3 #tarlos #tarlos fic #carlos reyes #tk strand #911 lone star fanfic #tarlos fanfic #911 lone star

[francisthebadger]

Okay, but the way Carlos puts his whole body around TK on the tarmac. Like, "if I can just keep his whole body into mine, I can maybe keep him safe"

no pressure @paperstorm on 3.08 xoxoxo

#tarlos #carlos reyes #tk strand #911 lone star #3.08 #safekeeping

[sanjuwrites]

wip wednesday

and she's back with a bang! sorry y'all, finals and chronic illness are kicking my ass, but i am offering up everything i have managed to write in apology <3

thanks to @welcometololaland, @honeybee-taskforce, @sznofthesticks, @paperstorm, @alrightbuckaroo, @carlos-in-glasses, and @theghostofashton for tagging me!

now that i have you - tarlos

His eyes close involuntarily, and he’s thrown back to that night three years ago. 

The press of Carlos’s mouth against his inner thigh makes TK moan, arm thrown over his eyes. “Jesus, Carlos, are you trying to kill me?”

Carlos kisses a path up TK’s chest, pressing a kiss to his neck, “Just the opposite, actually. I’ve never felt more alive, TK, maybe it’s time you get with the program.”

TK melts into the mattress, letting the arousal and heat crawling up his spine take over. 

They’ll discuss this in the morning. 

TK woke up to a cold mattress, an empty apartment, and a broken heart. 

Carlos never brought up that night, and TK never pushed. 

It was easier to have this part of Carlos, rather than none of him. That’s what he told himself every time he saw Carlos with another man.

[redacted] - firstprince

And Alex – his beautiful, bright, sunshine Alex – wraps his hand around the mic, pulling it out of the stand and walking to the end of the stage, leaning into the crowd at the front of the pit. “Good evening, Los Angeles! Are we having fun tonight?” 

The crowd screams uproariously, and Alex laughs, throwing his head back. Henry’s lost to the magic of it all, watching magnetically as he tracks every movement Alex makes. Alex folds down onto the edge of the stage gracefully, swinging his legs back and forth, “Okay, so as most of you know, it’s usually this part of the set that I usually sing a song or two from [EP name] but I’m doing something a little different tonight!” 

Right on cue, Liam hits the opening notes of a song on his guitar, and Spencer follows on his drums. It takes Henry, as well as everyone else, a moment, but quickly, the crowd starts screaming again. 

My friends call me a loser

'Cause I'm still hanging around

Henry knows that no one, save for Bea, June, Nora and Pez know about the two of them, but Henry feels like he might as well skywrite the fact that they’re hooking up across LA. 

You said, "Baby, no attachment"

But we're

Knee deep in the passenger seat and you're eating me out

Is it casual now?

And Henry’s thrown back to that time where the two of them, quite recklessly, blew each other in the backseat of his town car as Henry took Alex back to the airstrip to send him off to his next tour stop. He thought it was just sex to Alex, didn’t – couldn’t – dare hope it was anything more. 

But, Henry thinks faintly as he watches June and Nora swap looks across him, they’re well past casual now. Alex is basically screaming it at him.

i'm not sure who's done this yet, so i'm going to tag @bonheur-cafe, @heartstringsduet, @liminalmemories21, @fallout-mars, and @lightningboltreader!

#sanjuwrites #tarlos #firstprince #911 lonestar #rwrb

[tevanactually]

#tarlos #tk strand #carlos reyes #911 lone star #911 meme #my post #my edit #text post meme

[strandnreyes]

tease tidbit tuesday

thanks @reyesstrand <3

Carlos takes his time with TK, like he doesn’t have a destination, and it drives TK mad. His murmured words of pleasure turn into soft gasps and then loud moans as Carlos works his way to two fingers then three then back to two and one again, stretching and stroking and lazily moving them inside of TK like he’s mapping his body from the inside out.

tagging @paperstorm @heartstringsduet @carlos-in-glasses @chicgeekgirl89 + open tag!!

#tag game #tarlos #911 lone star

[terramous]

i wasn't tagged by anyone but i live to be annoying and this is the first wednesday in over a year that i've been working on a tarlos fic tw: minor character death

The next time TK needed surgery, he was fifteen and Owen’s team had been called to the scene of a car accident. 

A green toyota, under the light of stars it seemed to glimmer almost like a beacon as Owen and his team pulled up. Boots on the ground, with the rolling smoke from under the hood of the car and the dust in the air–a telltale sign of deployed airbags–the colour of the car in front of him mimicked that of his son’s eyes. 

It wouldn’t be the last time he saw that hue tonight.

"Cap, I need you to come talk to him,” Saeko Furukawa–the paramedic captain–said, beckoning him over.

Owen's heart was in his throat as he walked up to the car. He'd seen a million car wrecks, but this was the first one that had featured his only son as a passenger. 

The passenger side door was pretty much concave and there was no way they'd be able to get it open without pulling the car apart. That wasn't Owen's concern at the moment, that was a car that someone else's parents had paid for and he was sure they'd be fine as long as their kid was okay.

"Hey, TK, how are you doing?"

TK's head was resting heavily against the back of the seat as he looked up at his dad with half-lidded eyes, a slow smile stretching across his face. "Hey, Dad.

"You hear that, Casey? I told you everything was going to be okay, the firefighters are gonna save us."

Owen looked up to meet eyes with the firefighter standing at the opposite door. She just shook her head, her lips pressed into a tight line. If he studied her expression for long enough, he could see the way the tears on her cheeks glittered in the glow of the flickering streetlight looming over their heads.

#911 lone star #tarlos #max.doc #reyesstrand

[honeybee-taskforce]

Happy Wednesday it’s time for me to update on how much I’ve been traumatizing one of our favorite couples (hint: a lot) in ‘not strong enough’ as is tradition!!

TK kneels on the ground retching and coughing into his arm.

“That’s it. Let it all out.” Carlos says from behind, hand on his left shoulder and squeezing gently.

Fuck you. He thinks, instead saying “I’m fine.”

They’re alone in the gym now, any stragglers for the day have long since gone home to their happy lives and family. It’s what TK enjoys most about going to the gym so late at night. By the time he’s decided to acknowledge his feelings and work himself exhausted to the bone and deal with them, nobody is around to see.

And then there’s Carlos.

The hand on TK’s shoulder squeezes again and moves away, brushing fingertips slightly as it leaves. He refuses to look at it. In fact, he wants to fling it away. He doesn’t deserve kindness from anyone after everything he’s done in life and he’s tried so hard to get that message through to Carlos but he just won’t listen.

Part of the reason he’s so exhausted is because he just wants to give up and float away. Leave this life behind and go on to whatever else is after. He can’t do that if he has strings attached. And Carlos Reyes is the biggest string there is right now.

At least he thinks so. After the disastrous date, maybe that isn’t the case.

Carlos moves back to the center of the ring and raises his hands, now strapped to the padding again. He claps them together twice to get TK’s focus again.

It works and TK stands, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. Carlos smiles and TK has to resist kissing him. Instead he crouches low and goes in for a punch. Carlos blocks it with the padding. TK swings again, another block.

They continue their dance.

No pressure tags below!

Tag you’re it no pressure tags to @heartstringsduet @alrightbuckaroo @lemonlyman-dotcom @sznofthesticks @paperstorm

@im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @vineofroses @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @carlos-in-glasses @sanjuwrites

@falloutmars @never-blooms @your-catfish-friend @lightningboltreader @catanisspicy

+ open tag to anyone who sees/clicks this :d

#I know what happened before this hehehe #wip wednesday #not strong enough #my wips #tarlos #911 lone star

[reyesstrand]

tease tidbit tuesday

thanks for the tags @janto4ev @lemonlyman-dotcom @sznofthesticks !

Like he has for the past five days, Carlos wakes up and drags his nose through TK’s hair, before placing a kiss on the crown of his head.

It’s the most fleeting way to remind himself he’s here, that the dreams of cold seeping into his bones as fire lapped at his heels were nothing more than distant memories. It’s the safest way to get his heart to stop racing, no longer worried about beeping machines or lifeless eyes, as he curls more firmly around the man he loves and chases a few more moments of sleep before the real world lures him away.

no pressure tagging @safeaswrites @strandnreyes @paperstorm @alrightbuckaroo @carlos-in-glasses

@cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @birdclowns @heartstringsduet @freneticfloetry @nancygillianmvp

and open tag! <3

#something new :-) #tag games #my fic #tarlos