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i think somebody lied to her several times re: the length of this fic. i got to 35k way faster than i thought i would so this could potentially turn into a 50k+ fic.

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between the peach trees

E // alternate universe // 28k // updates Fridays

TK doesn’t know much about farming peach trees, but on a small plot of land in rural Georgia, he learns he likes the taste of them on the farmer’s lips. 

chapter one

chapter two

thanks to @lightningboltreader for beta reading and @paperstorm and @reyesstrand for being the best cheerleaders <3

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When you say it's their 10 year anniversary, does it mean their wedding anniversary or the 'we started dating then' anniversary?

Also you're literally killing us with suspense!!!

it’s their tenth wedding anniversary, so it takes place in 2033. there are subtle nods to the fact that it’s the future but they don’t use hoverboards or anything.

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Do u know when you will publish your next fic?

many asking this question…. short answer is idk. i’m about 8k plus editing from being finished, so it depends on how fast i work tbh 😭 right now i’m operating at about one scene per day. we’re in the final stretch and i’ve definitely caught a second wind, i’d say! so like…. september?

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worlds slowest fanfic author tries really really hard

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wip wednesday :) thank you to @strandnreyes @carlossreaders and @henrygrass for the tags!

"You really think I would cheat on you, on our anniversary of all days?” TK folds his arms. “Honestly, Carlos, I don’t know. I don’t know about anything anymore.” Of course it hurts to hear that the chasm between them has grown so wide that TK is no longer sure he even wants to be married to Carlos anymore. The truth is, Carlos can’t imagine his life without TK. He looks at his husband, attempting to convey something he lacks the words for: I love you, perhaps, I need you. Neither feels big enough for what Carlos thinks of him. He’s everything that makes up Carlos’s life, right down to the molecule. TK is the force by which the moon turns and the tides flow, he’s the thing that makes sparks fly when two opposing beams of steel clash into each other and the vibration that shocks the hand. But how is Carlos supposed to explain any of this to him? “Yeah,” he chokes, hating for the other diners to see him cry. “I don’t know either.” “Great.” TK pushes his chair back. He stands up, dropping his napkin on his plate. “Happy anniversary, asshole.”

uh-oh y'all. tagging @reyesstrand @paperstorm @carlos-in-glasses @alrightbuckaroo @heartstringsduet

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the worst thing about being a writer is having to write words

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inspiration weekend!

tagged by @alrightbuckaroo, a moodboard/some memes that inspired my vacation fic, aka getting away

tagging: @reyesstrand @paperstorm @carlossreaders @carlos-in-glasses @heartstringsduet

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hii if you're comfortable sharing: is vacation fic going to be multiple chapters or like a one-shot?

what a good question, anon! basically i have not decided. initially i wanted to share it as a one-shot (it has lots of scene breaks so it’s not like it would be one massive block of text), but now i’m unsure. i don’t want to stretch the posting schedule out for longer than a week, but it feels too long for one chapter imo. it’s going to be about 40k-45k total, and i can see lots of theoretical ways to divide it. at this point it just depends what people prefer!

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Inspiration Weekend

Happy Saturday, everyone! With smut week just around the corner, I figured I'd share a mood board inspired by the upcoming the bodyguard au <3

quote from, A Fate Worse Than Death, Nisha Patel

Tag list (let me know if you ever want to be added or removed <3)

@ccgrizzy, @carlos-tk, @emsprovisions, @thisbuildinghasfeelings, @everlastingday, @eclectic-sassycoweyes, @mrs-corrections-78, @tellmegoodbye

@strandnreyes, @lemonlyman-dotcom, @theghostofashton and @paperstorm

@bonheur-cafe, @guardian-angle22, @orchidscript, @kkenz, @hereghostslive @ironheartwriter, @aiwihipm, @goldenskykaysani, @actual-sleeping-beauty,

@herefortarlos, @mikibwrites, @carlos-in-glasses, @paperstorm, @lyhrcyrianne, @freneticfloetry, @lightningboltreader, @firstprince-history-huh, @reyesstrand

and tagging @henrygrass, @lonestardust, @carlossreaders, @heartstringsduet, @afiendishthingynisba, @basilsunrise, @whatsintheboxmh and @butchreyes just to see what you're up to :) and leaving an open tag! <3

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I will cosign on glass houses au and I would add that vacation fic looks amazinggg

well yes!! and thank you! i know the people yearn for glass houses (i do too), but i can honestly say the vacation fic is the most proud i’ve ever been of a wip. this to me feels like a charlie fic in its final form. i haven’t shared much because i want to surprise people, but to you, dear anon, i offer the tags and description.

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I'm dying at your glass houses Au, it is goooooold !!

call me lana the way my unreleased tracks go so hard

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wip wednesday, and just in the nick of time! in the spirit of everybody posting their steamy snippets today (and also because i’m writing the climax of getting away and everything here on out is a major spoiler) have some of glass houses!

tagged by @paperstorm @heartstringsduet @carlossreaders @strandnreyes

“Is that seriously what you’re wearing?” TK says. He turns back towards the sink and pretends to wash his hands a second time. “You look like you’re hulking out.” “This was my wedding suit,” Carlos says. “We’ll get you a new one before the trial starts, then.” The water times out, but TK, feeling caught, doesn’t move. If he looks at Carlos, then he might actually look at Carlos— his massive, solid build, his freshly shaven face still smelling of smokey aftershave. It can lead nowhere good. He adds, “And you need a tie.” Carlos holds one up bashfully, scrunched up in his fist. “About that,” he says. TK balks. “Are you serious? You don’t even know how to tie a tie?” “It never really came up,” Carlos says. TK, inexplicably, thinks of his and Iris’s prom photo, and that hideous purple tie. Before he can mention it, Carlos continues, “Iris always helped me.” TK keeps forgetting he’s the other woman in this dynamic, if you could even call it that. He huffs, drying his hands on paper towel. “Fine,” he says. He steps into Carlos’s space and takes the wrinkled tie from his grip. The scent of his cologne is heady from this close up. “You smell like a campground,” he mutters. He’s been turning last night over in his memory, trying to hold it firmly at its best angle, to strangle it into something he can justify. Nothing sticks. No matter how TK twists it, the moment grows back to its original shape— Carlos’s hot mouth on his; his hands everywhere, practically inside. The mass of it is like solid rock in TK’s mind. Headlines flash: KILLER KISS REYES SLIPS STRAND A LETHAL INJECTION TOP TEN PRISON WEDDINGS THAT TOTALLY MADE US SWOON He fastens Carlos’s buttons and loops the tie around his thick neck. All the while he can feel Carlos’s eyes on him, his warm breath on his cheeks making the blood rush to TK’s head. He blurts out, “Don’t kiss me.” The corners of Carlos’s mouth turn upward. “I wasn’t planning on it,” he says, his tone challenging. Fuck. “Shut up,” TK tells him. “You’re totally thinking about it.” “I am thinking about it,” Carlos admits. “But I won’t. You smell like puke.” TK pulls the tie too tight.

im so sleepy. tagging @reyesstrand and @carlos-in-glasses. goodnight!!

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thanks @heartstringsduet @ladyknight1512 !!

The first picture is faceless, but the body is so alluring that he doesn’t even care.

Tyler, 26

Carlos' thumb hovers over the first picture, letting his eyes roam over the toned but not overly muscular body that’s floating in a pool, and then he looks at the next one. This one does have his face, but barely any of it. There’s only a sliver on a pouty pair of lips before the rest of the screen is filled with his chest. The focal point is a silver necklace that sits in the valley of his pecs.

Carlos feels hypnotized as he scrolls to the next one, and it’s the final picture that makes Carlos start to feel fluttery, from his heart to his dick.

Tyler is sitting in front of a mirror in what looks like some sort of locker room or spa bathroom. The picture is cropped so his face isn’t visible, but he’s sitting with his knees spread, only a thin, white towel covering his cock. But Carlos can see his upper thighs, where his tan fades to pale skin, and the patch of dark hair right before the towel obscures the rest of his view.

“Shit,” Carlos murmurs to himself as he reaches down and presses his hand against his crotch to calm his interested cock.

It’s criminal for you to only have two pictures

Carlos nearly throws the phone when a message from Tyler comes through, like he knew Carlos was staring at his photos. At his body. His heart starts to pound as he opens the chat. The little green dot at the top of his screen lets Carlos know he’s active now, and fuck. Carlos wants to message back.

That not enough to decide whether you like me or not?

Carlos doesn’t know where his flirty banter comes from when he’s internally debating whether he wants to egg this man on, but there’s something about him that draws Carlos nearer.

Trust me, that’s not the problem

Carlos smiles at his ceiling despite himself. The door is locked and he only has his lamp. There’s no reason he can’t relax back against his pillows and let his fingers dip into his waistband.

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WIP WEDNESDAY

“I’m sorry,” Carlos apologizes, and TK doesn’t even know what for. He shakes his head, “for what?”

Carlos sighs, sniffing with a stuffed nose. “I just.. I think I snapped at you, and I didn’t mean to. This is all just..”

“A lot. It’s a lot.” TK finishes for him, letting Carlos turn away, facing the window. He doesn’t know what this is, or what they are to one another, but he knows that all he wants to do at this moment is hold Carlos, and he can’t.

“I need you to help me. It’s a big ask, and I know you’re very busy, but [redacted] could be the thing that solves all of this.” Carlos whispers, and TK knows that this is the weight of the world for him.

thanks for the tags!! @heartstringsduet @everlastingday

no pressure tags! @paperstorm @lightningboltreader @strandnreyes @reyesstrand @bonheur-cafe @alrightbuckaroo @welcometololaland @pimento-playing-hopscotch @herefortarlos @sapphic--kiwi @emsprovisions @ironheartwriter @tellmegoodbye @the-126-family @butchreyes @whatsintheboxmh @chicgeekgirl89 @carlos-in-glasses @eclectic-sassycoweyes @lemonlyman-dotcom @freneticfloetry @bonheur-cafe @decafdingo @afiendishthingynisba @henrygrass @carlos-tk @literateowl @thisbuildinghasfeelings @theghostofashton @neversleepuntilfive @carlosandhistwinktk @simplybuddie + open tag!

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Thank you for the tags @heartstringsduet @ladyknight1512 @strandnreyes @everlastingday @carlossreaders and @theghostofashton!!

SMUT WEEK PREVIEW!!! This is from day 4 of my smut week collab with @strandnreyes

Carlos presses one more kiss to TK’s tailbone and then orders, “On your knees.”

Grinning, TK instantly pushes up to them and his hands. He pushes his ass back just to make a show of it, on all fours on the bed, and hears Carlos humming as his palms slide over TK’s skin. His fingers massage the meat of TK’s ass, kneading and squeezing, and TK drops his head.

“How many?” Carlos asks, one hand sliding up and then down the column of TK’s spine.

“You decide.”

“I think 10, to start. We’ll see if that’s enough.” With his thumbs pulling TK’s cheeks apart again for a moment, Carlos’ voice lowers as he croons, “You have been a really bad boy.”

TK presses his lips together. He wants this, loves trying new things with Carlos and it’s been a while since they’ve been adventurous, so he ignores the cheesy porn dialogue. “Mhm, I sure have.”

“TK,” Carlos complains.

“Sorry!” TK laughs and shakes his head, exhaling out the nervous energy and keeping his own tone more serious as he says, “Yeah, I have. I definitely deserve a spanking.”

Carlos lightly taps him on the ass with just his hand, and TK rocks back again. “Yes, you do.”

“Give it to me.”

Carlos’ hand leaves him for a moment, and TK’s breath hitches in anticipation as he hears the miniscule sound of Carlos scooping the paddle up off the bed. His heart races, silence overtaking the room for a moment as Carlos leaves him hanging only for long enough that TK’s biting his lip and about to beg for it, when the first hit comes.

He jumps. The leather paddle they chose is supple enough that it doesn’t really hurt, it’s still a tiny sting but TK’s startled by it more than anything. Carlos brings it down again in the same spot, and TK’s exhale is shaky.

“A bad, bad boy,” Carlos says again, in his best sultry voice.

“Mm, so bad,” TK agrees. He moans as Carlos whacks him a few more times, a little bit harder successively as he gets more confident. TK’s always liked just a little bit of pain with his pleasure, so he does like the sensation of it. It leaves his skin tingling and alive, like the feeling of plunging into a freezing swimming pool that takes your breath away at first and then leaves you feeling invigorated.

“Your ass is all pink,” Carlos comments, conversationally.

TK bites his lip. Something about it feels distinctly stilted, like they’re actors playing a scene somewhat unenthusiastically. He drops down onto his elbows, pushing his ass up into the air so he’s even more presented to his husband. He arches his back, trying to remember what people do in these situations from porn he’s seen in his life, but it was never really his thing so he suddenly can’t seem to remember.

“It hurts so good,” he moans, wanton and exaggerated, gasping as Carlos whacks him with the paddle a little bit harder sometimes and his skin feels warm and irritated. “Come on, give it to me, Daddy.”

There’s a pause behind him, a quiet and stillness for a second or two as if Carlos is momentarily short-circuiting, and then TK’s ass is hit with the paddle from the other side, three times in quick succession.

TK’s thighs shake from the exertion of holding himself up like this. “Oh yeah, fuck.”

“You’ve been… so… bad,” Carlos says, for a third time, as if he’s trying and failing to come up with anything else, and it’s the last straw.

TK doesn’t mean to, but he bursts into laughter.

“TK!” Carlos huffs, and TK can feel him shift away. 

“I’m sorry,” TK says, though it comes out shaky with the laughter that’s building his chest. They wanted to try something new, to keep their sex life alive and exciting, but TK isn’t sure if this is it. TK flops onto his belly and then flips over, finding a defeated Carlos sitting back on his heels, paddle awkwardly hanging at his side. “Baby, this is bad.”

Carlos frowns, and for a moment, TK thinks he’s going to take it to heart, but then his shoulders start to shake as he laughs too. “God,” he mumbles, scrubbing a hand over his face and pushing his curls out of the way. When he meets TK’s eyes, his practically bulge out of his head. “Daddy?”

TK laughs loudly, dropping a forearm over his eyes as he groans. “I know I know. I heard it as it came out.” 

Carlos chuckles and holds out his hand, pulling TK up into a sitting position. “I love experimentation, but please not that.”

“I’m never saying it again,” TK agrees. “I thought… y’know. Spanking. I’ve been a bad boy. You’re my—”

“Stop,” Carlos laughs, placing his palm over TK’s mouth.

Tagging @theghostofashton @reyesstrand @strandnreyes @eclectic-sassycoweyes @carlos-in-glasses

@bonheur-cafe @actual-sleeping-beauty @herefortarlos @heartstringsduet @alrightbuckaroo

@goodways @lightningboltreader @emsprovisions @freneticfloetry @liminalmemories21

@reasonandfaithinharmony @ladytessa74 @never-blooms @sanjuwrites @orchidscript

@jesuisici33 @kiwichaeng @hereghostslive @thisbuildinghasfeelings

@just-inside-her @firstprince-history-huh @captain-gillian @tellmegoodbye @ironheartwriter

@butchreyes @anactualcaseofthetruth @ditheringmind @whatsintheboxmh

@afiendishthingynisba @chicgeekgirl89 @carlossreaders @denizoid @everlastingday

@rangersoup @ambernotember @certifiedflower @nologiconlystyles

Want to be added or removed from the list? Lmk

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genuinely so fucked up that you can’t make amvs for fanfiction