#sanjuwrites

[sanjuwrites]

seven sentence sunday

thank you to @carlos-in-glasses, @sznofthesticks, @bonheur-cafe, @lightningboltreader, and @fallout-mars!

Carlos moves through the firehouse, hot on TK’s heels as he tries to get TK to slow down and “just fucking listen to me, okay?”

TK stops dead in his tracks, standing in the middle of the kitchen, “what? What could I possibly need to hear that will make any of this better? Years, Carlos, I spent years telling myself that when I eventually grew the balls to tell you I was in love with you, you’d tell me you loved me back. That you’d hold my face in your hands and kiss me, and make me feel like I mattered.” He snorts bitterly, “You made me feel like the exact opposite, Carlos. You made it so fucking clear that all I’m ever worth to you is a clandestine fuck when you’re in the depths of your own grief.”

Carlos steps forward, reaching for TK’s shoulder, his hand, his waist – something – when TK takes a step back, almost flinching. “Don’t touch me. You don’t get to do that.”

“Do what, TK?” Carlos’s voice sounds so small, so fractured that he can barely recognize his own voice. 

“Come in here with your perfect emotional control and your perfect touch and use it to make me feel normal about this. I refuse to let you make me forget about it, not this time.” TK’s moving the entire time he’s talking, filling a tea mug with water and pulling a box of assorted teas down from the shelf. 

Carlos falls back a little, catching himself on the edge of the massive island in the middle of the kitchen. “So, what? Is this it? We just never talk to each other again? Act like the last twenty years never happened?”

i'm late to the game but i'm going to tag @theghostofashton, @reyesstrand, @alrightbuckaroo, @liminalmemories21, and @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

[theghostofashton]

Hugging their pillow when they’re gone, now unaccustomed to their absence. 

bonus points if it’s fresh of their honeymoon ❤️

here you go ❤❤ some post honeymoon feelings, as requested:

Carlos stirs under his touch, and TK winces, reaching up to stroke a hand through Carlos’s hair. “Sorry, baby. Go back to sleep.”

“Huh…” Carlos mumbles, eyes still closed.

“I’m about to leave for work,” he says, not sure if Carlos will even comprehend any of it in his half-asleep state. “I just wanted to kiss you goodbye. I’ll see you tonight, okay?”

TK turns to leave, not expecting an answer to that.

“…love you.”

It’s slurred with sleep and barely audible, but something bursts in TK’s chest regardless. Every ounce of him wants to climb back into bed with his husband. He whirls around and rushes back over to their bed to drop another quick kiss against Carlos’s bare shoulder. “I love you too.”

That honeymoon was way too damn short.

continue on ao3!

[sznofthesticks]

Good morning! At the credit of our dear friend Char, there's a lil ask game in progress. If you feel like it, answer with three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs! anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog. ❤️ Sanju

thank you sanju! tagging @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad since kerry sent me one too <3

people ask me these things and i always forget everything about myself!

i had a less-than-quarter-life crisis at 22 and decided i hated working in nursing during the pandemic and decided to go to university. and now im a senior with 21-year olds who think im the token old lady in classes IM 25. (my classmates suck for this and so many other reasons) lol anyways

i was in marching band all of middle school and high school and was in a winter competitive drumline for some of those years! i suffered an injury from it that still effects me to this day but i loved it so much and i miss it so much some times!

i'm an avid coffee lover, particularly cold-brew but lattes and pour-overs as well! since i live in such a small town so the options for coffee-shops are low, i make alot of it at home and it's been so fun to learn how to make these things!

[chaotictarlos]

🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

SLUTTY CARLOS PLEASE 😭

There's a couple.

1) about Carlos' getting his hair saved and TK going feral.

2) Tarlos at the beach and Carlos in THAT swimsuit.

3) Tarlos out on the town maybe at a certain themed party and TK showing off his man

Ask me about my WIPS

[welcometololaland]

thanks @kiwiana-writes and @suseagull04 - sorry, this is a proof of life wip wednesday to prove that i'm still writing tarlos 💜

“Where did you learn to de-escalate like that?” Carlos asks, moving to stand beside TK after speaking to the owners of the respective vehicles. No one is particularly happy, but there’s nothing Carlos can do about a rogue pedestrian in the wrong place at the wrong time. At the end of the day, it’s lucky no one got seriously hurt. TK scoffs, but the challenging smile he throws at Carlos does unspeakable things to his blood pressure. “You think we don’t get that kind of training in fire?” “I wouldn’t know,” Carlos admits. “I’m not a firefighter.” “A shame,” TK hums softly, nudging his shoulder against Carlos'. “I think you’d look really good in the uniform.” “I’m sorry,” Carlos retorts, his mouth running dry at the bold statement. “This uniform isn’t good enough for you?” “This uniform is very good,” TK agrees, stepping back, his eyes roaming up and down Carlos’ body. It makes Carlos feel hot all over. “Very tight. Those shirts cannot be regulation.” Carlos raises his eyebrows in mock indignation. “They are.” TK shrugs. “Whatever you say, Officer. I just think the Austin FD pants are more flattering on the ass.” Before Carlos can respond, TK walks back towards Cody and Michelle, throwing a wink over one shoulder. It’s so bold, so obvious that it makes Carlos want to scream. They’re flirting. They have to be flirting. And yet, Carlos has absolutely no idea what he’s supposed to do about it.

open tag for all who wish to take up the challenge and some lone star targeted attacks below.

@bonheur-cafe @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @carlos-in-glasses @carlos-tk @orchidscript @catanisspicy @alrightbuckaroo @rmd-writes @chicgeekgirl89 @birdclowns @wandering-night19 @three-drink-amy @kiwichaeng @reyesstrand @doublel27 @goodways @strandnreyes @theghostofashton @sanjuwrites @heartstringsduet @freneticfloetry @redshirt2 @lemonlyman-dotcom @sznofthesticks @basilsunrise @thisbuildinghasfeelings @louis-ii-reyes-strand @liminalmemories21 @hippolotamus @whatsintheboxmh @fitzherbertssmolder @herefortarlos @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @jesuisici33 @lightningboltreader

[liminalmemories21]

Some Number of Sentence Sunday

tagged by @paperstorm, @sanjuwrites, @strandnreyes, @carlos-in-glasses, @three-drink-amy, @freneticfloetry, @bonheur-cafe. Thank you!

He calls TK from the car. “I’m being followed.”  He peers in the rear view mirror and rolls his eyes.  “Badly.” TK snorts.  “Would you like a more competent criminal?” He turns on his blinker for the turn back to the hotel.  “Yes.  You were always competent.  It’s why Matt liked you.” TK makes an outraged noise. “Excuse you.  I was more than competent.  I was a fucking master of my craft.”  Carlos grins and pulls into the garage. “I’m about to lose service.” TK sobers abruptly.  “I can’t tell you to stay safe, but promise me you’ll be careful.” He can’t really promise that either.  “I promise I will come home to you.”  It’s the same promise TK has made him three times now, and he’s come back to Carlos every time.  It feels like a good luck charm.

tagging @carlos-tk, @rmd-writes, @jesuisici33, @herefortarlos, @lightningboltreader, and @chicgeekgirl89

[carlos-in-glasses]

Starting us off bright and early and wishing everyone a great day! ❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷

Although we do have the sad banner today lads.

From chapter 4 of I Was Thinking About Your Mouth, coming Sunday:

“I think I’m going to skip dinner tonight. I’m not really hungry.” He sounds nasal and faraway and Carlos is standing here, looking at him seriously, but all he wants to do is hold him tight and let him cry into his chest.

“You always say that and then you end up eating at 2 am.”

TK winces with irritation but still politely responds, “I just feel like being alone tonight if that’s okay.” Doesn’t really have the energy to argue.

“No,” Carlos tells him, “It’s not okay. Get up. I mean it.” Risky, using this tone. Sometimes TK is highly amenable to being bossed around. Sometimes Carlos pitches it all wrong.

But TK does get up – softly sulky as he humors Carlos and heaves himself off the bed. He follows Carlos with obvious reluctance, although Carlos is confident he’d have been coaxed anyway by the scent of heating tomato and mozzarella, like always. He knows details about TK that nobody else could ever know because they’d never care enough, except for Owen and Gwyn as his parents. Now one of the people who knows the most about TK is gone forever, and it occurs to Carlos then about the loneliness of it. Every time someone who loves you falls out of the world, they take a part of you with them. They take the facts and the secrets they’ve been privy to, the little details and quirks that they found relevant and charming for reasons of their own. When Carlos told TK he wants all of his pieces, he meant it more than even he realized at the time. He wants not just the addiction and recovery-related aspects of TK’s experiences and emotions – he wants everything that Gwyn took with her when she went. “Send it all back to me and I’ll do it for you,” Carlos prays to her silently, “Send all your love for TK back to me.” 

Open tag and tags below

@nancygillianmvp @safeaswrites @literateowl

@kiwichaeng @fallout-mars @sznofthesticks

@eclectic-sassycoweyes @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad

@carlos-tk @whatsintheboxmh @vineofroses

@three-drink-amy @orchidscript @mikibwrites

@herefortarlos @fitzherbertssmolder

@sugdenlovesdingle @honeybee-taskforce @theghostofashton @freneticfloetry

@lemonlyman-dotcom @chicgeekgirl89 @sanjuwrites @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

@alrightbuckaroo @liminalmemories21 @heartstringsduet @never-blooms

@ladytessa74 @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @lightningboltreader

@goodways @reyesstrand @paperstorm @bonheur-cafe

@strandnreyes @chaotictarlos @thisbuildinghasfeelings

If you want to share! No pressure ever! ❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷

[paperstorm]

thanks for the tags @heartstringsduet and @honeybee-taskforce! have a tease from the Iris/Carlos fic (which is no longer 5+1 cause I wanted to write more than that)

It isn’t Carlos’s fault. She’s the broken one. But she can’t keep him tied forever to her sinking ship and expecting he’ll be enough to keep them both afloat. The day they met, she chased bullies away from him. She can’t become the one who pulls him under.

“We can’t do this anymore,” Iris whispers. Confusion returns to Carlos’s face. Before he can speak, because Iris needs to get it out before he can protest and give her those damn shiny eyes of his and talk her out of this, Iris stands and steps quickly around the table. “Carlos, we can’t. You know this isn’t working.”

He shakes his head. “No, it’s … working.”

Iris steps in close to him and takes his hands, tugging them out from where they were tucked against his ribs and wrapping both of hers around them. “I love you. You know that. And that’s why we can’t do this anymore.”

“I’ll make it better,” Carlos begs. “Whatever’s not working just tell me and I’ll make it better.”

“You can’t make it better,” Iris says regretfully. She wishes so much that he could. “Because you didn’t make it bad in the first place.”

tags under the cut :)

Tagging @theghostofashton @birdclowns @reyesstrand @strandnreyes @carlos-in-glasses @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @actual-sleeping-beauty @thisbuildinghasfeelings @heartstringsduet @herefortarlos @tailoredshirt @goodways @alrightbuckaroo @lightningboltreader @freneticfloetry @mooshkat @liminalmemories21 @sznofthesticks @chaotictarlos @lemonlyman-dotcom @whatsintheboxmh @inkweedandlizards @bonheur-cafe @reasonandfaithinharmony @thebumblecee @never-blooms @sanjuwrites @orchidscript @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @jesuisici33 @kiwichaeng @fallout-mars @honeybee-taskforce @vineofroses @fitzherbertssmolder @safeashousespdf

[heartstringsduet]

I can't believe it's Wednesday this week? Sounds fake??? Anyway this is more from my Fantasy AU. It's still very raw because I feel all my writing is somehow ehh the past couple days but we can polish this later. thanks for tagging me @paperstorm @thisbuildinghasfeelings @strandnreyes @sznofthesticks

“If you’re cold, I can get a fire started,” Carlos says and already walks to the stone oven in the corner. There is a single log inside it on the gray stones that will not last for long but TK doesn’t comment on it. He expects Carlos to just look at it to have flames spring up or just think about it, but instead Carlos twists around and retrieves something from a drawer. Blanket around his shoulders, TK walks over, curious to see why it takes a while to find Carlos retrieving a long lighter from its packaging. 

There is no flame yet, but TK feels a little warmer as he stands behind Carlos. It makes him wonder if there is heat radiating off the men or if it comes from within himself. Carlos stiffens when he notices his presence, but doesn’t acknowledge him as he brings the lighter to the log.

The flame that erupts from it grows larger, too large to be natural, and yet the log doesn’t seem to catch on for a while.

“Fire isn’t my affinity,” Carlos says when the log still doesn't burn properly.

“Affinity?” TK settles down on the ground beside Carlos.

“Elementals can’t master all elements equally. We can use all of them, just not to the same degree. There's usually one or two elements that come easier and more naturally to us.”

“What are your affinities?”

“Earth and water.”

Somehow, that doesn’t surprise TK. There is a calm to Carlos, that makes TK feel like he is sitting on sun-warmed soil near a river, eyes on a steady flow that echoes in the air like a gentle murmur. It would be easy to sink into it, slump to the side and into Carlos, and finally settle from a life in mid-air.

Open Tag &

@thebumblecee @birdclowns @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @carlos-in-glasses @goodways @chaotictarlos @welcometololaland @rmd-writes @freneticfloetry @lightningboltreader @carlos-tk @bonheur-cafe @reyesstrand @never-blooms @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @ladytessa74 @lemonlyman-dotcom @decafdino @orchidscript @sanjuwrites @safeaswrites @whatsintheboxmh @inkweedandlizards @fitzherbertssmolder @alrightbuckaroo

[cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut]

Thanks to @honeybee-taskforce @sznofthesticks @carlos-in-glasses and @orchidscript for the tags! I hope everyone’s having a nice relaxing Sunday. The boys certainly are…👀 (tw: discussion of somno)

TK whines softly, a comfortable fog building thick in his mind as Carlos plants his lips to the side of his neck, and whispers between gentle kisses. “Go to sleep.”

“Fuck,” TK whispers. The notion is heady — falling asleep with Carlos still inside him, waking up later to learn that Carlos finished inside him like that. There’s a staggering intimacy to the thought, to making good on what he’d begged him for and letting Carlos fuck him back to sleep.

“Do you think you can?” Carlos asks, and TK’s laugh comes out in a strangled breath. He barely knows how to think anymore.

No pressure tags below the cut 💛

@alrightbuckaroo @birdclowns @carlos-in-glasses @bonheur-cafe @basilsunrise @catanisspicy @chicgeekgirl89 @fitzherbertssmolder @goodways @heartstringsduet @herefortarlos @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @jesuisici33 @lightningboltreader @liminalmemories21 @louis-ii-reyes-strand @lemonlyman-dotcom @mooshkat @meditating-honey-badger @noxsoulmate @never-blooms @orchidscript @paperstorm @rmd-writes @reyesstrand @strandnreyes @sanjuwrites @chaotictarlos @three-drink-amy @theghostofashton @thebumblecee @carlos-tk @thisbuildinghasfeelings @welcometololaland and YOU if you’re not tagged and want to play 💛

[sanjuwrites]

work is published wednesday!!

thanks to @alrightbuckaroo, @sznofthesticks, and @bonheur-cafe for the tag!

my valentine’s day fic for @paperstorm’s prompts is here!

(ruined) afterglow

It’s two weeks away from Valentine’s Day, and Carlos and TK are finally in bed after a grueling week on opposite shifts, takeout counters abandoned on the nightstand. A box of eggrolls leans precariously against Carlos’s abs, TK’s thighs bracketing his hips. Carlos leans against the headboard, listening to TK complain about Owen’s oversharing at the station again. 

Carlos’s head snaps back up when he realizes something, “TK, Valentine’s Day is coming up.”

TK blinks at the sudden change in conversation, “Yeah? What about it?”

“The station gave me the day off, newlyweds and all. Do you want to go all out and get a nice reservation and a fancy hotel?” Carlos plays with the hem of TK’s boxers, gauging his reaction.

TK frowns adorably, and Carlos’s mind wanders, his brain waxing shitty poetry about the furrow in his brow. “Okay, first of all, newlyweds is crazy, baby, we’ve been married for nearly a year. Secondly, we never go out for Valentine’s Day – why would we this year?”

keep reading here!

i’m not sure who’s posted yet, but i’m gonna tag @theghostofashton, @heartstringsduet, @carlos-in-glasses, @reyesstrand

[theghostofashton]

"man shocked when attempts to outrun trauma prove unsuccessful" who coulda seen that coming???

olympics au my beloved <3

carlos, having spent his entire life training to go to the olympics, investing all of his physical and mental energy into that one goal, only for it to get ripped away from him in seconds: this is fine i'm fine

narrator: he was not

but yes that is a pretty good summary of this fic (carlos's part of it at least, there are some other things in store for tk), carlos starting to unlearn this mentality and be gentle with himself, allow himself to enjoy his life and not pin all of his self-worth on one single thing

[sznofthesticks]

made another fun, silly little banner, yall can't stop me!

thanks for the tags @heartstringsduet @welcometololaland @strandnreyes and @honeybee-taskforce :)

a lot of what i've written feels spoiler-y but im going to give you a very small snippet that's mostly dialogue.

TK walked over to the bar and slid himself up to sit on the counter.

“That’s not exactly what I had in mind,” Carlos couldn’t help but laugh, “We eat there you know.”

“You act like you aren’t extremely familiar with my ass,” TK remarked, “I thought you liked it actually.”

“I do love your ass, It’s cute, like you.”

TK started to blush. Carlos finished frying up the sandwiches, then placed them each on a plate, cutting them diagonally, just how TK felt they should be, and brought them over to him.

“Your sandwich, babe, ” Carlos handed him the plate and TK gave a toothy smile.

TK took a bite and moaned slightly. “I swear it gets better every time.”

no pressure tags under the cut :)

tagging: @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @reyesstrand @literateowl @lemonlyman-dotcom @liminalmemories21 @freneticfloetry @doublel27 @kiwichaeng @whatsintheboxmh @safeaswrites @nancygillianmvp @zitasempri @ladytessa74 @bonheur-cafe @actualalligator @alrightbuckaroo @herefortarlos @my-little-tilly @fallout-mars @carlos-tk @sugdenlovesdingle @firstprince-history-huh @your-catfish-friend @vineofroses @carlos-in-glasses @thisbuildinghasfeelings @mikibwrites @paperstorm @lightningboltreader @sanjuwrites and open tag 🧡

[chaotictarlos]

i got dragged for this one on a different platform buuuut

i think owens ridiculously overhated

strongly agree | agree | neutral | disagree | strongly disagree

I don't really get the hate, to be honest. There are a lot of things that Owen has done that I dislike but 🤷🏼

Send me an unpopular or popular 911 Lone Star opinions and I'll rate them (and maybe add my own thoughts)

[welcometololaland]

thanks @freneticfloetry @rmd-writes @nancygillianmvp and @carlos-in-glasses for tagging me in fic pride friday! unfortunately i don't really re read my own fics very often and i have a memory like a sieve so i immediately forget everything i've ever written...but i loved reading yours! instead, i offer you an inspiration weekend and an inspiration weekend return tag 💜

open tag since i haven't seen this going around yet

tagging @reyesstrand @strandnreyes @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @fallout-mars

@goodways @eclectic-sassycoweyes @lemonlyman-dotcom @ladytessa74 @heartstringsduet

@sanjuwrites @theghostofashton @bonheur-cafe @kiwiana-writes @sznofthesticks

@three-drink-amy @liminalmemories21 @carlos-tk @thisbuildinghasfeelings @never-blooms

@hippolotamus @treluna4 @sunshinestrand @tellmegoodbye @orchidscript

@terramous @lightningboltreader @suseagull04 @affectionatelyrs @vineofroses

@14carrotghoul @alrightbuckaroo @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @chicgeekgirl89 @thebumblecee

[carlos-in-glasses]

Thank you for the tag @paperstorm @sznofthesticks and @strandnreyes🩷

Aiming to post chapter one of BJ Fic a week today! Please have a moment of an actual BJ, in which TK has lost use of his entire body because the mouth so good. (With apologies to Jesus and my extremely Catholic mother hahaaaa):

He tries, adorably, to jerk Carlos while he’s being blown, but he doesn’t have the wherewithal to do it properly.

“Carlos–!” TK punches his name out on a desperate exhale. “I’m close.”

It’s been less than a minute of Carlos taking TK deep and then walking his tongue up his shaft and teasing the ridges beneath the head. He plunges again. Sends TK to the back of his throat. TK’s yell is loud before it collapses into whimpers. He twists in his seat, paws at Carlos’ hair with his free hand but can’t seem to gain control of that either. He’s floppy everywhere except his leaking cock.

Open tag and tags below!:

@cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @lemonlyman-dotcom @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @welcometololaland @heartstringsduet @fallout-mars @kiwichaeng @liminalmemories21 @ladytessa74 @thisbuildinghasfeelings @fitzherbertssmolder @alrightbuckaroo @theghostofashton @rmd-writes @whatsintheboxmh @goodways @lightningboltreader @bonheur-cafe @chicgeekgirl89 @chaotictarlos @reyesstrand @literateowl @safeaswrites @carlos-tk @louis-ii-reyes-strand @jesuisici33 @herefortarlos @sugdenlovesdingle @sanjuwrites @never-blooms @freneticfloetry @honeybee-taskforce @vineofroses - If you want to share/haven't already. No pressure ever! *Throws chocolate bunnies down your chimney* ❤️🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜